《The Greece Antagonist》


 Chapter 1: 1 The Blessing of 996

    If someone had told Luo En a month ago that 996 was a blessing from the company,


    as a hard-working bull and horse, he would have definitely responded with "Yes, yes, yes" while continuing to work overtime to meet deadlines. All the while, in his heart, he''d be engaging in some very "friendly" activities with the direct female relatives of his bald boss, wishing to add a few extra pages to their family registers.


    However, at this moment, Luo En found that his "blessing" seemed to have truly arrived.


    It''s just that the process seemed a bit... sinister.


    Inside the crib made of purplish-red wood, Luo En looked at his own plump little short hands, pressed his soft chest, and sighed helplessly.


    Death from a sudden cardiac event due to arrhythmia was inevitable, a common killer of old corporate drones, and the nearby office buildings had not been spared its visitation either.


    But Luo En had not expected this year''s "performance" in the netherworld to land squarely on his head.


    Damn it, couldn''t you have held on for a few more days? My attendance-based year-end bonus!


    Luo En, lying in the crib, clenched his fists full of resentment and felt incredibly bitter in his heart.


    But then, as he looked around at the surroundings, the gloom that had plagued him for over a month was considerably lessened.


    The grand and elegant white marble palace was surrounded by walls carved with exquisite patterns and dramatic bas-reliefs. The tables were adorned with crude pottery vases inlaid with large gems, while dishware was made of luxurious gold and silver, and even the crib was adorned with crystal wind chimes.


    It seemed as a compensation for graduating early from his previous life, he had successfully transitioned from a laboring mule to a noble of Rome, born with a private seaside villa.


    Luo En reached out his little short hand, grabbed the edge of the crib, stuck out his head, and looked out at the verdant lawn with his bright eyes.


    A few maids in linen dresses were carefully surrounding a beautiful girl of the same age, treating her like the stars did the moon.


    The girl''s rosy complexion radiated the vitality of youth, her sparkling eyes brimmed with ingenuous zest, and her smooth neck and chest exuded allure. The white elegant bodice she wore could not hide her innate wildness.


    The baby, fondled affectionately, struggled to poke its head out from the embrace of motherhood, his lively eyes revealing deep frustration.


    Being born into good fortune was great, but what troubled him the most was the adult soul living inside his baby body.


    Facing a "mother" who was younger than him in a previous life, Luo En couldn''t help feeling a bit off.


    Fortunately, the postpartum recovery just now consumed a lot of the mother''s energy. The simple interaction between mother and child did not last long; Luo En was put back into the crib, and the beautiful princess sat by the window, lost in the sky as if expecting something.


    Apparently, she was looking forward to something.


    Boom!


    Thunder crashed and gale-force winds swept across the sea, dense clouds gathered in the sky, and oppressive thunder rumbled from the low-hanging clouds; the entire hilltop darkened.


    Is it going to rain?


    Luo En in the crib yawned, feeling drowsy.


    However, the princess by the window stood up excitedly, her amber eyes shining with joy. She quickly readjusted her makeup and hurriedly rushed toward the porch.


    At the same time, a robust figure appeared at the door, smiling and opening his arms to embrace the girl running towards him.


    The girl, with a blushed face, looked up and her beautiful eyes overflowed with adoration and delight.


    "Kronides, sir, you''ve finally come!"


    Oh, so that''s what my cheapskate father''s name is.


    Luo En, eavesdropping from the edge of the cradle, looked towards the "father" he was seeing for the first time since his birth, furrowed his brows, and felt a strange inkling within.

 Chapter 2: 1 The Blessing of 996_2

    Kronides?


    Strange, why does this name feel so familiar, as if I''ve heard it somewhere before?


    "Sorry, Semele, my love, I''ve had too many trivial matters to deal with recently. As soon as my journey ended, the first thing I thought of was coming to see you."


    In the corridor, that handsome young man with silver shoulder-length hair and eyes like stars, uttered sweet nothings while recounting some amusing travel anecdotes.


    With every move he made, he radiated a masculine charm that completely captivated the love-struck princess. She leaned weakly against her lover''s chest, the affection in her eyes growing more intense and fervent, her pretty face blushing like a blooming rose.


    At this moment, peering through the chiffon curtains, watching the couple so deeply in love as if they only had eyes for each other, Luo En in the cradle wore a look of disbelief.


    Fuck, no way?


    As everyone knows, it is quite impolite and offensive for a servant to address their master by name, regardless of the era.


    Moreover, it seemed like his mother had deliberately concealed his origins, and they hadn''t had any visitors at the castle for a month, so only today had Luo En officially learned his mother''s full name.


    At the same time, corresponding information also began to emerge in his mind.


    Semele, daughter of Cadmus, the City Builder of Thebes, and Harmonia, the Goddess of Harmony, and a descendant of the War God Ares...


    With the memories of texts surging in his heart, Luo En finally recalled the origin of the name "Kronides" at this moment.


    Kronides, which means "son of Kronos," is the alias used by Divine King Zeus when he had an illicit affair in the mortal world.


    So it''s the alias of that human-shaped seed sower from Olympus, no wonder it felt so strangely familiar...


    By the way, in his past life, Luo En worked for a game company that created games based on heroes'' epics and folk tales from around the world.


    As an outstanding employee of the year, he naturally had a decent knowledge of myths and legends.


    And after deducing his parents'' illustrious identities from their true names, Luo En couldn''t help but look at his own tender hands, bewildered.


    If the names were right, then wasn''t he the legendary Dionysus?


    �� That one cursed by Hera, who went mad for half his life, but miraculously replaced Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, to become one of the Twelve Olympians, the God of Wine?


    The absurd thought didn''t linger long before Luo En shook his head, eyes filled with doubt.


    But this obviously wasn''t right.


    According to Hesiod''s "Divine Chronicle" and other related myths from Ancient Greece, Zeus and Semele, the Princess of Thebes, had an affair, which was discovered by his legitimate wife, Hera.


    Jealous Hera, disguising herself as the princess''s relative, persuaded the princess to demand Zeus to reveal his divine form, to prove his love for her. Zeus, unable to refuse the princess''s request, revealed his true divine state, and consequently, Semele was burned by thunderbolts.


    At that time, Semele was already pregnant, and Zeus could only save the preterm infant by sewing him into his own thigh until the baby was full-term. Since Zeus walked with a limp while the baby was in his thigh, hence the name Dionysus, which means "Zeus''s limp".


    To put it simply, the God of Wine, Dionysus, was born after his mother, Semele, had died.


    Could it be that I''m remembering it wrong?


    Or perhaps, the names of my parents are just a coincidental match?


    In a state of confusion and unable to come to a conclusion, Luo En couldn''t help doubting his own judgment.


    At that moment, beneath Semele''s princess''s adoration and cuddles, the silver-haired young man "Kronides" picked up his delicate lover, stepping into the great hall.


    "You''ve really been through a lot these days, my dear."


    At the same time, Zeus, who was disguised as Kronides, seemed to have recovered from the shock of receiving a precious child. A hint of a smile squeezed into his tense face, and a gentle male voice softly began to speak in the ear of his lover.


    "By the way, my dear, I''ve prepared for you the most splendid gift upon my return from this long journey, as proof of our love."


    The princess, immersed in her passionate love, immediately lit up.


    "Really? Where is it?!"


    Zeus caressed his lover''s hair affectionately, his voice exceptionally gentle.


    "Just close your eyes obediently first."


    The princess nodded softly, closing her eyes, her cheeks flushing with anticipation.


    Boom��


    Thunder raged in the sky, clouds outside the window churned, and a moment of brilliance flashed by.


    Next to that handsome face, turning away from the princess, a stern coldness spread under the thunderbolt''s illumination.


    In the cradle, as Luo En planned how to hold onto the metaphorical big leg pinch by the nose, his eyes inadvertently swept over the scene, and he froze slightly.


    Strange, why does this cheap father feel...


    "Crack!"


    In an instant, a series of explosive noises came near, and dozens of lightning bolts plummeted down, piercing through the roof and pouring onto the two embracing figures in the center.


    The beautiful yet fragile girl melted away instantly like ice and snow under the scorching sun.


    The brutal thunder kept rolling, the scorching flames burst forth, witnessing this love as bright as light and fire.


    Everything was collapsing, everything was melting away.


    "Crack!"


    The majestic palace was torn in two, collapsing thunderously, and the overwhelmed hill crumbled, dragging the palace debris down into the raging sea.


    The purple cradle carrying the newborn, along with the falling palace and mountain rocks, plunged into the bone-chillingly icy waves.


    With no time to react, Luo En''s world became nothing but cold darkness, his heart''s outraged cries building up inside his tiny chest.


    NMD, WSM!


    Boom��!


    Before the cliff shrouded in lightning, the silver-haired figure stood still, looking at the pieces of purple wood floating on the foam, frowning slightly before taking a step forward.


    "Buzz buzz buzz buzz!"


    At the same time, lights like stars lit up in the night sky one by one, outlining the contour of a towering mountain amid the clouds.


    Has someone lit the sacred fire?


    Zeus seemed to think of something, his face tightening, as he subconsciously retracted his step forward, his imposing figure disappearing into the fading thunderlight.

 Chapter 3: 2 Welcome to the Revival Race

    So dark, so cold...


    Luo En felt as though he was submerged beneath deep seas, endlessly plummeting, plummeting...


    The ceaseless tides poured into his body, smothering his senses bit by bit.


    Here, time lost its concept, and space lost its dimensions.


    Until, like the celestial music of a mysterious female voice, it rang by his ear.


    "Hmm, so this is how it is? Interesting..."


    Whoosh��!


    With a crisp sound akin to emerging from water, a hand yanked him from that maddening silence, and suddenly the world before him burst with sound and color.


    Everything started to come alive.


    "Cough, cough~!"


    Like a drowning man, Luo En instinctively lay on the ground coughing, and when the suffocation in his lungs subsided, he finally raised his head to look around.


    The parched earth was covered in cracks, the sky was a chaotic dull yellow, and above, there seemed to be flowing waves. A few trees, resembling the arms of the dead, reached out from the soil, growing on the wilderness, with several crows perched on their dark branches preening their feathers.


    In front of him stood a tall woman with purple hair cascading over her shoulders. She held a lantern in her hand, her face veiled and dressed in a black long dress, quietly standing at the crossroads, looking at him with interest for a moment before extending her hand.


    "You''re awake? Then let''s go."


    "Go where?"


    In a daze, Luo En blinked and instinctively asked, suddenly realizing that his current state was not that of a baby''s appearance but bore some contours of his past life as an adult.


    The woman with purple hair curled her lips into a pleased arc.


    "The Netherworld..."


    "I, I''m dead?"


    "It''s only a matter of time."


    "..."


    After a moment of silence, Luo En, coming to his senses, had a face dark as the bottom of a pot, squeezing out grim words between clenched teeth.


    "Damn it, playing me like this, huh?"


    Gambling, an ill habit with a long history in human culture.


    Greece, in particular, was no exception. For example, the origins of playing cards can be traced back more than 3,500 years to the Minoan civilization.


    The famous vase painting "Achilles and Ajax playing dice" depicts the gambling activities of two great heroes during their leisure time in the Trojan War.


    Similarly, in Greek mythology, Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon played the "dice" game to divide the universe amongst themselves.


    And our belief that throwing two sixes in a dice game is lucky also has its ancient origins. Thousands of years ago, throwing two sixes was called an "Aphrodite throw," signifying victory in the game.


    Since there were precedents, this proved that he still had hope for life!


    Luo En couldn''t help being overwhelmed with emotions, looking intently at the Nameless Goddess before him.


    "Then, what''s the price?"


    There were no free lunches in the world, he wasn''t foolish, and he certainly understood this principle.


    A look of obvious surprise emerged on the face of the purple-haired goddess, who was curiously eyeing the figure that hovered between reality and illusion.


    Great terror lay between life and death.


    In the face of the temptation of life, even heroes and deities often can''t remain calm, succumbing to madness for that sliver of possibility, willing to give up everything.


    That someone could maintain their rationality first in such a situation was indeed interesting.


    "Your soul..."


    The purple-haired goddess smiled faintly, her cherry lips parting under the veil, her eyes dark as the bottomless Abyss.


    "If you lose, give your soul to me willingly; it seems to contain something I''ve never seen."


    Hiss~~


    Although he anticipated the stake wouldn''t be so straightforward, this condition felt more like a demon''s temptation.


    While internally criticizing, Luo En also sharply realized that his current soul''s appearance was not that of a baby but an adult''s form.


    Only those eyes were as pure as a child''s.


    No wonder...


    Understanding the reason for the goddess''s interest in him, Luo En was clear in his heart, taking a glance around.


    This silent wilderness seemed infinite, with no beginning and no end.

 Chapter 4: 2 Welcome to the Revival Race_2

    After much thought, Luo En sighed.


    "How shall we bet?"


    There was no helping it, the temptation of life was indeed irresistible to him.


    Moreover, on the domain of this Goddess, it seemed he had no right to refuse.


    Alas, he had hardly enjoyed a month of aristocratic life before he had to fight a resurrection match; such luck was truly messed up.


    At this moment, the Nameless Goddess who received his response slightly curved her lips, her smile seemingly richer by a few degrees, her tone laced with a thread of pleasure.


    "Very simple, a game of high and low."


    With that, the Goddess handed one of the dice to Luo En, while she, raising her fair wrist, was about to cast the fate-determining die.


    "Wait!"


    Luo En hastily spoke up to stop her, his eyes flickering deeply as he looked at the Goddess.


    "This seems somewhat unfair to me. How could I possibly win if you used your transcendent powers in the game? If it''s a game I''m bound to lose, then I refuse!"


    "Very well, I promise not to use Divine Power during the gamble."


    The Goddess paused to think, then nodded in concession, lifting her hand once more.


    "Wait!"


    Along with another urgent interruption, the Goddess''s brows furrowed slightly, the smile on her face visibly fading.


    "Do you have more conditions?"


    "Deciding the outcome in a single round is too arbitrary."


    "Then, best two out of three?"


    "Ten rounds!"


    Luo En brazenly made his demand, barely keeping his nerve.


    "I should win as long as I equal or exceed your score in one of the ten rounds! Only then will I willingly gamble this one soul!"


    A brief silence stretched for a few seconds before the Goddess seriously regarded the figure before her and spoke with a half-smile.


    "You don''t have any other conditions, right?"


    Under the Goddess''s probing gaze, Luo En felt an immense pressure, unconsciously swallowing, he nodded stiffly, not daring to be more demanding.


    Third time''s a charm; by now, he had negotiated enough favorable conditions for himself. If he pushed further, he feared the Goddess before him might flatten him into a QR code with a single slap.


    Having reached an agreement, both parties simultaneously released their fingers, casting the Twelve-Sided Die in their hands.


    The first round, Luo En 7 points, opposite 9 points.


    Good, not too far apart, there''s a chance.


    Luo En consoled himself while taking a deep breath and continued to throw the dice onto the stone slab on the ground.


    The second round, Luo En 8 points, opposite 10 points.


    The third round, Luo En 4 points, opposite 6 points.


    The fourth round, Luo En 1 point, opposite 3 points.


    The fifth round... the sixth round... the seventh round...


    The eighth round, Luo En 11 points, opposite 12 points...


    The continuous defeats made Luo En''s complexion increasingly ugly.


    Gambling with the Deities was indeed not so simple.


    Even if she were to refrain from using Divine Power, her control over her body and gambling skills were levels beyond the reach of ordinary people.


    The Goddess paused, her eyebrows perked with interest, but then, abruptly, her smile faded, and her tone turned sharp.


    "But why? I''ve already won, why should I bet with you again?"


    "Because our wager is a soul, but I..."


    Luo En stood steadfast, pointing at himself, a provocative smirk spreading across his face.


    "...have two chips!"


    Strictly speaking, he had two lives.


    One came from the world he once knew, belonging to himself; the other originated in the divine era of Greece, belonging to the God of Wine.


    As to whether this indeed qualified as two separate souls, Luo En was not sure; it was just a precaution he had taken in the haste of opening the bet earlier.


    In the quiet atmosphere, the Goddess scrutinized the figure in front of her, her gaze more playful.


    So that''s how it is?


    Interesting, truly interesting!


    "Fine, I''ll bet with you."


    The Goddess, as if having discovered a new world, readily accepted the invitation.


    Done!


    At that moment, Luo En, who had been tense all over, finally let out a sigh of relief upon hearing the answer, a trace of relief gracing his rigid face with a smile.


    As expected.


    As long as there was a plausible reason, the other party would certainly persuade themselves to bite, and sit at the gambling table once more.


    He might not understand souls, but he understood gamblers very well.


    No sooner had the agreement been made than the purple-haired Goddess, somewhat impatient, started twirling the die in her hand, ready to throw it.


    "So, when do we start?"


    "Hold on a moment."


    Luo En slightly raised his hand in a pausing gesture, speaking earnestly.


    "Last time you set the gambling terms, so this time the method and rules should be chosen by me!"


    "Hmm, fair enough."


    The Goddess pondered, nodded slightly, and asked with interest.


    "So, how would you like to bet?"


    "I don''t know complicated games, so let''s keep it simple,"


    After pondering for a moment, Luo En replied solemnly.


    "A counting game, the rules are simple: we take turns choosing numbers, counting from 1 up to 30, each time we can say up to two consecutive integers, and whoever claims 30 wins. If I win, you must let me return to the real world unconditionally!"


    "Agreed!"


    The Goddess answered without a second thought, her absolute power endowing her with an overwhelming sense of superiority, unafraid of any challenge.


    After the rules were stated, Luo En''s face carried a slight smile, and he gracefully gestured with his hand.


    "Then, to be fair, since I set the rules, I''ll let you count first."


    The Goddess tossed the die in her hand nonchalantly, nodding eagerly to start the game.


    "1�C"


    As the Goddess began to speak, Luo En''s taut expression softened, his eyes flickering with a deep light.


    This game, won!

 Chapter 5: 3: Since you pursue excitement, see it through to the end

    "2�C3!"


    "4�C"


    "5�C6!"


    After two rounds, the Goddess paused slightly and frowned.


    "7�C8?"


    "9!"


    "10..."


    After three rounds just as the Goddess began to speak, she immediately corrected herself.


    "Wait... 10�C11..."


    "12!"


    "..."


    And by the fifth round, the Goddess''s silence had noticeably lengthened.


    "...13..."


    "14�C15!"


    Luo En was still quick to speak without thinking, his expression growing more relaxed, even taking the leisure to admire the surroundings.


    At this moment, the originally composed Goddess''s expression had become somewhat frozen, and she did not speak for a long time.


    Luo En''s gaze swept around before settling on the Nameless Goddess straight ahead, leisurely urging.


    "It''s your turn, haven''t thought of a number yet?"


    The Goddess bit her cherry lips beneath her veil, her eyes showing some defiance.


    "That''s really despicable."


    "I''d rather call it ''human wisdom''."


    Luo En spread his hands, an innocent expression emerging on his face.


    "Letting humans and gods gamble is inherently an unfair game, using one''s brains as the weaker party, there''s nothing wrong with that, right?"


    Then, Luo En changed the subject, speaking frankly.


    "Besides, it seemed like it was you who willingly wanted to gamble with me."


    "Wisdom? That''s a nostalgic term."


    The Goddess seemed to remember something, pondered and shook her head, then gave Luo En a deep look before tossing the dice in her hand and smiling as she lightly clapped her hands.


    "Alright, you win."


    As the dust settled, the tightly wound string in Luo En''s mind finally relaxed, a trace of relief flickering in the depths of his eyes.


    It was fortunate he had sensed something amiss by the fifth round; the keenness of the Goddess before him went without saying.


    Fortunately, this was a game he was bound to win from the start.


    The corners of Luo En''s lips curved up, forming a pleased arc as he once again savored the just-concluded gamble.


    This so-called fair game was never fair to begin with.


    As long as one could make the other party say a number first, ensuring the other party said one number while you said two; if they said two numbers, you said one, the ultimate number 30 was inevitably yours.


    Therefore, from the moment the other party agreed to call out a number first, the outcome was already determined.


    In this game, Luo En couldn''t possibly lose.


    Of course, in a sense, the opportunity was equal for both sides.


    If one could grasp the rules before the game and avoid calling out the numbers first, victory would belong to the other party just the same.


    But this Goddess clearly didn''t notice this in advance, agreeing to the terms casually, and fell straight into the trap, leading to her own defeat.


    Her loss was not due to being weak or ignorant.


    On the contrary, her hindrance was the arrogance bred from her great power.


    However, looking back, successfully leading the Goddess into the trap wasn''t entirely his own doing.


    Luo En''s expression began to darken with heavy gloom, even starting to grind his teeth.


    He had to thank his ancestors for this.


    ����That old man at the roadside stall who conned him out of his entire 100 dollars of New Year''s money on his way home from school.


    It was his first lesson on the harshness of society, which taught him steadfastly the lesson that there''s no such thing as a free lunch and that gambling is deceptive.


    But it wasn''t until a few days later that he realized this.


    And this lesson bought with tears and blood was something he''d never forget.


    "As per our agreement, congratulations on being reborn, little guy..."


    "Besides, as long as I''m alive, I can provide you with endless amusement, right?


    The outcome is one of two things: I lose, you get the soul.


    I win, you gain even more��it''s a no-loss situation.


    Moreover, regarding the gamble itself, while the reveal of win or loss is interesting, isn''t the battle itself a kind of pleasure too? Goddess..."


    "I must say, you indeed have quite the talent for bewitchment..."


    The Goddess looked deeply at the soul before her, lifting the corner of her lip, her pale fingers touching his illusory chest.


    "But it doesn''t matter, I''m just playing a game. So now, let''s seal the pact and inscribe the mark, and let this entertainment begin."


    In a moment, a strange sensation of burning spread through Luo En''s soul,


    And in an instant, a circle made of black lines emerged on his chest.


    From above, it resembled a circular labyrinth spiraling endlessly, its paths shrouded in infinite mystery.


    But to Luo En, this thing on him looked more like a pork inspection certificate.


    And it seems to have been pre-ordered by the buyer, no less...


    She left no loopholes, indeed.


    Sensing the connection he had just established with the Goddess before him, Luo En sighed inwardly.


    Fortunately, the ring-shaped black mark retreated and disappeared as soon as it had fully formed, as if it had never existed.


    He had successfully delivered himself to the meat market and fetched a good price; the silver lining was that he need not be immediately sent to slaughter.


    Faced with the inevitable, Luo En comforted himself with a mix of tears and laughter.


    "So, let the game begin!"


    The Goddess snapped her fingers in delight, the vortex-shaped clouds in the sky reversed, and a strange pulling sensation enveloped Luo En.


    As his ethereal body gradually faded, bit by bit vanishing into this dim world, Luo En''s heart, which had been suspended, finally settled down.


    He had finally won this revival match.


    "So, how should I address you, Your Highness?"


    "You can call me..."


    The Goddess''s gaze flickered, her lips curving upwards.


    "...Persephone..."


    The Queen of the Underworld?


    Luo En gazed deeply at the resolute Goddess, scoffing silently to himself.


    Ha, the Queen of the Underworld wouldn''t be so bold as to snatch someone from beneath Zeus''s nose...


    Of course, she probably didn''t have the ability either.


    But incidentally, in some mythological records, it is said that Dionysus, the God of Wine, was the son of Zeus and Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld, in a previous incarnation.


    So, by giving me that name, are you sure you''re not trying to take advantage of me?


    Luo En muttered to himself, as long-held tiredness and weariness crept over him, his eyelids growing ever heavier, and the world began to spin and transform.


    "My die should roll like no other, making this dull world more interesting!"


    Whispers arose from nowhere, and a twelve-sided die carved with serpent patterns fell from the Goddess''s hand.


    In the wilderness, beneath the veil, luscious lips traced a slight curve.


    Dangerous yet beautiful.


    "Just don''t die too soon, alright..."


    Boom!


    The real sky gathered dark clouds, thunderbolts streaked through, and dozens of spiraling wind columns rose up to touch the sky, falling into the sea and stirring up waves upon waves.


    A sea storm was imminent.


    In the dark sea, a crude raft with a tiny body bobbed up and down, like a reed carrying an ant on the surface, ready to overturn at any moment.


    But in the end, the rolling waves rushed them toward a dark floating island before the storm unleashed its fury.


    Carrying the infant like a beached fish, the raft came to rest on the soft sand.


    Accompanied by the sound of rustling footsteps, a tall figure approached through the woods.


    Dressed in clothes... walking upright...


    Apparently human...


    Having vaguely identified the newcomer as human, and sensing no hostility, Luo En finally succumbed to the extreme limits of his mental and physical exhaustion, fainting completely.


    Meanwhile, a light and joyful female voice emerged near his ear.


    "Ah-ha? Look what I''ve found��a cute little piglet!"


    On the sandy beach, a winged girl with pointed ears, pink hair, and rainbow-colored pupils looked at her find for the day and cheered excitedly.

 Chapter 6: 4 "A Loving Family" (4k)

    Olympus, which means "from the place of light," serves as the abode of the gods in the mythic world of Greece. The deities of Olympus, subordinate demigods, and a vast number of nymphs and Titan monsters all reside here.


    However, the once-sunny and bustling sacred mountain is now shrouded in a chilling and bleak thunderstorm, exuding an oppressive gloom that penetrates to the bone.


    The nymphs of the streams and the divine creatures of the secluded woods, feeling that fear stemming from their souls, lay prostrate in dark corners and caves, shivering uncontrollably.


    "Boom��!"


    Several purple flashes of lightning exploded in the leaden clouds, bursting forth in an instant with blinding brilliance, illuminating the empty temple and casting the towering silhouettes of twelve figures.


    "So, what monumental matter has prompted you all to kindle the sacred fire and urgently summon me?"


    The King of Olympus, seated upon the central throne, opened his purple eyes, a fleeting shade of gloom passing through, as he cast a ghostly glance towards the deities standing on either side of the great hall.


    Under Zeus''s stern scrutiny, the robust young man dressed in bronze armor, his helmet adorned with an eagle, and surrounded by an aura of blood, couldn''t wait to step forward and loudly report.


    "Father, while you were indulging in the mortal realm, remnants from Mount Othrys came to cause trouble again!"


    The high-pitched voice echoed through the entire temple, clearly reaching the ears of every chief god. Zeus, sensing the subtle glances around him, couldn''t help but twitch the corner of his eye, wishing he could strangle his legitimate son.


    The War God Ares, his and Queen Hera''s direct offspring, is known throughout Olympus for his volatile temper and reckless actions.


    Otherwise, why would he blurt out the very thing that shouldn''t be mentioned in front of everyone?


    As Zeus was grinding his teeth in annoyance, he caught a glimpse of his legitimate wife, Queen Hera to his right.


    Hera, the Goddess presiding over marriage and childbirth, sits on a golden throne, her beautiful curls spilling out from her crown, radiating a dignified and serene demeanor, her fair arms like lilies resting on either side, her lowered eyelids concealing flickers of her eyes, her expression as calm as still water, as if she heard nothing.


    "The Titan behind this rebellion is named ''Atlas.'' Although we have captured him, there is significant disagreement on how to deal with him; it may require your judgment to settle this."


    Atlas?


    Zeus pondered for a moment, struggling to locate this malcontent''s identity among the complex and chaotic genealogies of the age of gods.


    ��One of the twelve Titan gods, the son of the Titan of soul and intellect, Iapetus, known for his strength as the "Bearer of the Heavens."


    Moreover, he had two even more famous brothers.


    ��The "Foreseer," Prometheus, and the "Afterthinker," Epimetheus.


    One suffered eternal punishment on the Caucasus Mountains for stealing the sacred fire; the other died alongside the old humans in the great deluge for desecrating the divine beings.


    Was it to avenge his father, resist for his brothers, or simply out of defiance?


    A cold sneer curled the corners of Zeus''s lips, the look in the depths of his eyes growing darker.


    "Indeed, a restlessly defiant family."


    "Father God, yes! These obstinately rebellious scum should all be executed! Execute one to warn a hundred! Only then will those mongrels outside know the majesty of Olympus!"


    Upon hearing his father''s displeasure, Ares immediately burst with enthusiasm, voicing his opinion while a strong scent of bloodlust and a sense of brutal tyranny emanated from his words and deeds.


    The principal deities in the great hall all frowned, their expressions turning hostile.


    Even Zeus himself couldn''t help but twitch repeatedly, his face turning a shade of iron blue as he gazed darkly at the triumphant Ares.

 Chapter 7: 4 "A Loving Family" (4k) _2

    Even the direct descendant of the Soul and Wisdom Titan Iapetus, whose cousins of the same generation are all mongrels, what does that make them? Kin?


    Olympus? A nest of mongrels?


    Indeed, the disdain of the gods of Olympus for this fool is not without reason.


    "Father God, the prosperity of Olympus is already predestined, there''s no need to add to the slaughter over the provocations of these brutes," Apollo, the god of light and prophecy, smiled as he stood up to offer a different opinion. "Rather than enforce the usual punishment, casting Atlas into Tartarus Hell would better demonstrate Your leniency."


    This was a deity who radiated the genteel dignity of a noble, with handsome and sunny features, and moved with the grace of a poet. His fragrant, slightly wafting long hair, falling over his shoulders and made even more majestic by a crown woven from cypress and water lily leaves, involuntarily prompted a fondness in others, and it was no wonder the Muse Goddesses admired him.


    "Leniency towards an enemy is cruelty to oneself! Such a mild punishment will only make those half-blood mongrels out there think Olympus is weak and can be bullied!"


    Ares, feeling his pride had been offended, huffed with annoyance, repeatedly calling out "half-blood mongrels," causing the gods in the great hall to frown.


    Among the Twelve Olympians, however, it was Hermes, the normally tactful and amiable Messenger God, who reacted most strongly.


    His mother was Maia, the daughter of the Atlas who holds the heavens.


    Although, in Greece''s intricate genealogies, blood relations don''t necessarily equate to closeness.


    But Ares'' words were undoubtedly akin to a direct insult to his face.


    And not just once...


    Hermes lightly pressed down on the hat atop his head, speaking with a smile that wasn''t quite a smile.


    "I heard that on the battlefield, when two armies clash, only the final victor gets to decide the fate of the defeated. Have I remembered it wrong? Or has the world changed?"


    All of a sudden, Ares, who was in the midst of his tirade, stiffened, his face turning an angry red. Then, the veins beneath his skin writhed like large, twisting earthworms, his expression both humiliated and frenzied.


    "Hermes, shut your mouth!"


    Seeing his own son so beside himself with anger, Zeus on his throne narrowed his eyes.


    He had just realized that Ares''s bronze armor was as pristine as new, without a single scratch, evidently not the look of someone who had just been through a fierce battle.


    Even so, the shiny new armor couldn''t conceal the bruise on one side of his cheek.


    Combining Hermes''s sarcastic remark, it seemed that in the confrontation with Atlas, his own son was clearly the less dignified party.


    After all, the formidable Titan Atlas, a standout of the third generation, was not someone whom a green youth like Ares could manipulate as he wished.


    An unexpected beginning, but a foreseeable outcome.


    Hearing her words, Zeus looked approvingly at his daughter and nodded in satisfaction.


    As the Divine King who ruled the sky, the expansion of the heavenly realm signified the strengthening of his domain and authority.


    The other gods in attendance also had a moment of realization and became somewhat excited.


    As the Olympians share the same lineage, the expansion of the sky''s domain would mean they could also share in the benefits to some extent.


    Zeus glanced over the assembly, taking in all the expressions of the gods, and then made a final decision.


    "In that case, we''ll do as you suggest, Athena."


    With such a method that offered only benefits and no harm, the gods naturally had no objections.


    Relieved his grandfather wouldn''t be made an example of, Hermes couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, and with a smile, teasingly said.


    "I had thought your valiant exploits in the forefront of battle were already praised enough, but compared to your wisdom, your might seems to pale in comparison. Is there still time for the Muse Goddesses to revise their songs and compositions?"


    Seeing Hermes making faces, the gods couldn''t help but chuckle.


    Even Zeus''s mood lightened considerably as he looked at his son, who livened up the atmosphere, and playfully scolded him.


    "Hermes, stop your chattering, you''re the fastest one here, don''t just stand there, go and escort Atlas to carry out his sentence."


    Hermes, though putting on a show of being aggrieved on the outside, secretly rejoiced inside.


    After all, it was his own grandfather, and by personally overseeing him, he could spare him some hardship and he would also have an explanation for his mother, Maia.


    As they watched Hermes cheerfully leave the temple, Zeus''s gaze returned to Goddess Athena, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.


    In terms of valor, she had defeated Atlas, saving the face of Olympus; in terms of wisdom, she had managed to resolve disputes and presented the best solution, truly a perfect daughter.


    However...


    Zeus, seated upon his throne, seemed to consider something, and a shadow of gloom spread in his eyes, then he gently waved his hand.


    "Well then, since the matter is settled, you are all dismissed."


    The gods obeyed and began to disperse, one by one leaving the scene.


    Moments later, as the sacred flame flickered and danced, Zeus, sitting alone on his throne in the empty, dim temple, caressed the cold armrest, his eyes shimmering in the dark.


    Was it really just a coincidence?


    An inexplicable unease caused Zeus to furrow his brow as he stepped out of the temple, his figure soon disappearing into the dense night.

 Chapter 8: 5: The Fist Hardens (4k)

    The night was like water, and a somber meteor streaked across the sky, quietly descending into the palace of The Three Fates.


    As the flickering thunderbolt hit the ground, the Fates, who dwelled within, opened their eyes one after another, their profound pupils shining like a sea of stars.


    They were daughters of Erebus, the darkness of the primordial gods, and Nyx, the Goddess of the Night, responsible for spinning and weaving the fates of the gods and the world alike.


    The eldest sister, Clotho, was the spinner of fate, the goddess who presided over the destiny of people at birth. Her Divine Office was to personally take the threads of people''s fate from the loom of destiny and hand them over to her younger sister, Lachesis.


    This deciding goddess of fate would measure the threads with her ruler, passing along the events of varying lengths to the youngest sister��Atropos, the ender of fate.


    At last, the goddess Atropos, with her sharp scissors of fate, would cut the threads, completing the determination of a being''s destiny.


    The semi-visible threads of fate, interwoven and entangled under the starlit dome of the temple, sketched out an incredibly complex network, linking the beginnings and ends of all things in the world.


    Even Zeus, the Divine King, upon beholding this vast and arcane display of might and information, couldn''t help but feel his spirit waver.


    "Son of Kronos, you are not in Olympus, solidifying your divine authority. What brings you to our temple in the dead of night?"


    The harmonized voices of the Fates, ancient and young alike, echoed in the darkness, looking down upon the ruler of the Age of Greek Gods beneath the starlight.


    Zeus, being the Divine King, was not displeased; instead, he humbly bowed and placed his hand on his chest, asking in a deep voice.


    "Respected The Three Fates, I wish to know if the curse of the Titans still exists?"


    "You have asked us more than once, and no matter how many times you repeat the question, the answer remains the same."


    Three voices, both ancient and young, responded calmly in unison, and upon three faces that ranged from unripe to mature, then to withered, there wasn''t the slightest ripple of emotion.


    "Son of Kronos, even you cannot eradicate the curse within this bloodline. Do not waste your energy on this predestined futile endeavor."


    Upon hearing this, Zeus''s expression darkened involuntarily.


    Standing at the door, Zeus glanced at his own majestic throne, the tension on his face gradually relaxing. He casually closed the door to the Great Temple and arose to return to his private chamber.


    Creak~~


    A gust of wind blew through the crack of the door, swirling into the room as the ashen remains of the torch crumbled, revealing a flicker of dark red underneath.


    Pfft~~


    A flame leapt up, the dead ash reigniting in the darkness.


    At the same moment, on a desolate plain shrouded with death, a purple-haired goddess with her face veiled seemed to sense something and gently lifted her delicate lips.


    "Indeed, a game of chance, unpredictable in its outcome, proves far more intriguing than immutable fate. For a game, there must be both winners and losers..."


    Her pale fingertips released, and twelve serpentine-patterned dice traced a graceful arc before tumbling toward the ground.


    ~~~


    As the heavens turned and time passed, sixteen years went by in the blink of an eye.


    Near the Sea of Okeanos, on the island of Aiaia.


    The salty sea breeze wafted through the lush, verdant forest of a small hollow, and the rustling leaves caused three ghastly heads, black and green in hue, to instinctively stop tearing at their prey and abruptly look up, pairs of vertical, serpentine eyes warily surveying their surroundings.


    "Baa~~"


    The dying goats on the ground, pained under the monster''s cruel claws, let out pitiful cries as blood spurted from their deep, bone-exposing wounds.


    The rich scent of blood instantly regained the lakeside creatures'' attention. The heads swung back, colliding and grunting at one another as they tore into the prey on the ground, quickly silencing the screams.


    Dragon-like but somewhat smaller in size, measuring between 10 and 20 meters in length, possessing only hind limbs with talons suited for flight, their wings scaled and feathered, tails with reversed barbs, they bore the dual lineage of both dragons and griffins.

 Chapter 9: 5: The Fist Hardens (4k)_2

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    ����It seems to be a purebred two-legged flying dragon.


    In the dark shade of the dense forest, a pair of purple eyes peered through the gaps in the foliage, gazing solemnly at the three lower dragon breeds by the lakeside who were gradually letting down their guard. As time passed, the corners of the onlooker''s lips slowly curled into a smile.


    "Snap!"


    Two quarters of an hour later, accompanied by a crisp snapping of fingers, the staggering two-legged flying dragon at the lakeside, foaming at the mouth with white froth, fell to the ground with a thud.


    One by one, their massive bodies twitched uncontrollably like flayed frogs, their legs and wings convulsing.


    "Hmm, the paralytic and hallucinogenic effects of Mandrake are quite good, effectively slowing down the target''s reaction time. However, the dose of Coniine seems insufficient; I underestimated the poison resistance of the two-legged flying dragons. Had I known, I would''ve fed those two goats more medicine..."


    With the air twisting and writhing, a low murmur came forth as a silver-haired, purple-eyed handsome youth casually strolled towards the scene of the incident, jotting down notes as he walked.


    The traces between the strokes were neat and upright, seemingly distinct from the linear script of Greece.


    "Roar~!"


    An intruder''s sudden appearance in their territory instinctively raised the alarm in the three two-legged flying dragons. They lifted their dizzy heads and spat out a mass of dark green venom.


    Generally, as hybrid subspecies, two-legged flying dragons naturally couldn''t use the powerful dragon breath like their pure-blooded superiors. Yet, they could spew highly corrosive venom through their biological characteristics.


    Splash after splash of dark green venom fell forward, sizzling as it hit the nearby shrubs and ground, leaving large patches of charred and withered traces.


    And that figure, bearing the brunt, was left riddled with holes, dissipating into nothingness.


    Illusion!


    In a haze, the three two-legged flying dragons watched a dense mist in front of them break apart, their sluggish brains suddenly realizing that something was amiss.


    "Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"


    But before they could react, a dazzling purple light arc exploded; intense pain shot through the back of their necks. The three black heads felt the world spin before tumbling to the ground, their eyes filled with deep confusion and anger until death.


    "Despicable," might be the only adjective they could think of at that moment.


    As the massive bodies lost support and crashed to the ground, golden-red blood gushed from the severed necks, while crimson "drops of rain" sprinkled down. Then, an almost transparent human silhouette emerged from illusion to reality.


    Done.


    Looking at the two-legged flying dragons acting independently, the handsome silver-haired youth, or rather, the grown Luo En, revealed a trace of satisfaction on his face. He then gripped the bronze dagger in his hand in a reverse grip, stabbing methodically into the foreheads of the two-legged flying dragons, finishing them off cleanly.


    The two-legged flying dragons had snake-like traits, and snake magic beasts were known for their tenacious vitality. Even after decapitation, the snake heads could remain active to some degree, sustaining life for a time with a very low metabolic rate and retaining the ability to bite.


    Rather than being bitten unexpectedly by the heads on the ground, it was more prudent to stab a few more times beforehand.


    After confirming that the three two-legged flying dragons were utterly dead, the handsome youth with silver hair and purple eyes finally relaxed, eyes gleaming as he looked at the bounty of the hunt.


    Dragon teeth could be used as materials for witchcraft and alchemy, dragon scales for armor, and the medicinal and toxicological value of the venom sac went without saying. Moreover, the precious dragon heart and Dragon Crystal were quite valuable as magic crystallizations and prized offerings... In short, every part of them was valuable.


    ����And a certain strong sense of dissonance.


    "Use your brain, use your brain! Red dragons are solitary with strong territorial instincts and prefer hot environments. How could one possibly nest on a damp island, living as neighbors with a bunch of two-legged flying dragons?"


    Luo En on the ground scolded irritably while prying open the pair of claws pressing against his chest.


    "Besides, which magic beast would have such a heavy scent of incense and herbs on it?"


    As their bodies made contact, the once majestic and ferocious giant dragon shattered like a soap bubble, its massive form rapidly shrinking, transforming into a petite girl with pointed ears, pink long hair, rainbow-colored pupils, eagle wings on her back, and a small stature.


    Circe, the Witch of the Eagle, who presided over the moon and love, a demigoddess, and the ruler of Aiaia.


    ����As well as the foster mother and teacher who picked up Luo En from the beach sixteen years ago and raised him.


    At this moment, under her disciple''s continuous scolding, Circe clearly had some difficulty maintaining her pride, promptly crossing her arms in front of her chest, and snorting haughtily.


    "Tsch, what''s there to be proud of with a little cleverness? If that had been a real giant dragon earlier, you''d have been torn to shreds, failing the test with a zero!"


    "Ah, right, right, right."


    Confronted with Circe putting on her teacher''s mantle, Luo En adopted an apathetic dead-fish attitude, nodding his head perfunctorily while looking despondently at the burden pressing down on him.


    "So, can you get off me now, Teacher?"


    Perhaps intentionally or not, the witch, having released her transformation magic, happened to have settled right on Luo En''s stomach with her legs astride.


    Time flies, and in the blink of sixteen years, the once infant had grown into a man.


    And the Great Witch Circe, who still stood steadfastly under one meter fifty in height, inevitably felt a strong contrast in front of Luo En, who was now one seventy-five.


    It looked less like a teacher educating a disciple and more like a "daughter" throwing a tantrum at her "father."


    The belatedly self-aware Circe, realizing the awkwardness of the situation, got up sheepishly, turned her head away, and huffed a command.


    "Enough, the two-legged flying dragons that made nests on the island have been dealt with, let''s head back."


    Luo En got up from the ground, rubbing his abdomen while complaining.


    "But Teacher, can I make a suggestion?"


    "What is it?"


    Circe stopped in her tracks reflexively, turned her head back, and looked askance at the one behind her.


    The certain disciple lowered his head, his disdainful gaze landing on the barren and scratched land, then lazily dropped his eyelids and earnestly advised.


    "The ground was so hard it made my whole body ache; next time, you might want to eat more and put on some weight..."


    "..."


    After a moment''s silence, the Great Witch who got the insinuation abruptly looked up and, watching the fleeing back of that disrespectful pupil, her expression gradually became sinister and twisted, with a series of crackling sounds coming from her sleeves.


    Her fists were clenched tight.

 Chapter 10: 6 You Just Want to Sleep with Me!

    As night fell, the moon shone with sparse stars, and the moist sea breeze blew over the beach and into the spacious treehouse, covered in vines, bringing wafts of refreshing essence.


    "Dinner''s ready!"


    With a clear shout, the Great Witch Circe pushed open the wooden door and brought dish after dish of hot food to the table.


    There were fresh and delicious seafood like fish, shrimp, clams, and crabs, roasted two-legged flying dragon that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and a thick soup mixed with wild vegetables and mushrooms from the forest, emitting waves of fragrance... The lavish meal before their eyes was indeed saliva-inducing.


    However, seated on one side, Luo En swallowed saliva as he looked at the full spread on the table, his expression as if facing a formidable enemy.


    What day was it today that it had suddenly become so extravagant?


    Could it be his last meal? He had just stepped on a minefield in the afternoon.


    Just as Luo En''s suspicion arose, Circe, who had set down the plates, glanced at the wayward disciple beside her. Then, with the moonlight behind her, she looked towards the sandy beach along the coast and couldn''t help but mutter to herself.


    "How fast time flies, sixteen years in the blink of an eye."


    "Indeed."


    Luo En''s tense face gradually relaxed, and his eyes shimmered with reminiscence.


    He remembered��this seemed to be the day Circe had picked him up from the beach and brought him home.


    ��It was also another kind of birthday.


    No wonder he had forgotten this detail...


    Luo En knocked on his head, feeling slightly at ease, and with a smile, he picked up the knife and fork, cut off a thick slab of roasted dragon meat, and passed it courteously to his teacher, adding his heartfelt well-wishes.


    "Thank you for raising me all these years."


    "I never thought you''d actually survive..."


    As she revisited the past, the straightforward Circe also couldn''t help feeling emotional.


    "Aww!"


    Before the Great Witch could say more, Luo En''s forehead veins throbbed involuntarily, and he stuffed a large piece of roasted dragon meat from the fork into the Great Witch''s mouth, giving her a physical "deep throat" to silence her non-stop chatter.


    It was just like bringing up exactly what should not be mentioned.


    As everyone knows, during the Age of Greek Gods, there was a fine tradition of family backstabbing; being kind and filial was the basic practice, and not slaughtering a few relatives on the way out was almost shameful.


    In such a harmonious context, expecting profound bonds and affection between parents and offspring was sheer fantasy.


    Therefore, once offspring were capable of independent living, they were typically kicked out of the house by their elders to fend for themselves.


    Circe was no exception and was also an early product of emancipation.


    So for a witch who had lived alone since childhood, educational concepts like "teaching tirelessly," "gentle guidance," and "tailored instruction" were simply non-existent.


    Naturally, the way she raised and taught Luo En followed this excellent family tradition.


    Such experiences as being chased by Magic Beasts that hadn''t eaten for days, playing underwater hide-and-seek with sea monsters, or stealing sheep from the neighboring Cyclops were all part of Luo En''s upbringing.


    Although this woman was often heavy-handed and it was hard to say she qualified as a nurturing mother or teacher, after more than ten years of companionship, they had developed a deep affection for each other.


    She was probably the closest person to him since he had come to this world.


    "Forget it, let''s just throw it away," whispered a despaired Circe.


    Luo En''s trip down memory lane was interrupted by the mumbling in his ear.


    Turning around, he saw Circe about to toss that brown-black cake out the window.


    "What''s the rush? A bit of a charred taste can make a cake even more delicious."


    Standing beside her, Luo En without further ado snatched the cake that was about to be thrown away, broke off a piece, and started to chew on it.


    Circe froze, then snapped back to reality, turning her head to stare at Luo En in astonishment, her eyes shimmering with a surprise as if things had taken a turn for the better.


    "You ate it? You really ate it! How does it taste?"


    "Hmm, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, not bad," said Luo En, as he chewed and swallowed with some difficulty, offering an honest opinion.


    Despite the fact that it bore little resemblance to the soft and sweet cake he remembered, the perfect char gave it a flavor reminiscent of creamed cornbread.


    "If you like it, eat more!"


    Circe''s voice sounded exceptionally cheerful, her face beaming as she eagerly broke off a large chunk of the cake and handed it over to her beloved pupil.


    Luo En accepted Circe''s kindness, calling out familiarly,


    "Teacher, the taste is really not bad, you should eat, too."


    "No need, it was made especially for you. I''m satisfied just watching you eat," Circe said, waving her hands dismissively and then dragging over a chair to sit on, resting her chin in one hand, her youthful cheeks lifted in excitement as she watched her pupil with great interest.


    That look she had, seemed somehow... extraordinary?


    All of a sudden, Luo En, about to lift another piece of cake to his mouth, froze halfway, his voice gradually turning dry.


    "What did you add to it?"


    "I spent a long time perfecting the filling syrup! It''s the Hygieian Porridge 2.0 version!"


    Circe waved her little arms excitedly, proudly presenting her creation.


    "Not only did I infuse the unique rye fragrance of that thing into the cake, but I also developed over a dozen different flavors based on the various ingredients like honey, fruit juice, and cheese..."


    As the Great Witch prattled on, Luo En felt his head spinning, his body and limbs shriveling up.


    "Gurgle..."


    With a strange noise squeezed from his throat, the world went dark for the victim, who, overwhelmed by an indescribable frustration, lost consciousness into chaos.


    Amidst the chaos of falling dishes, Circe hopped down from her chair, reached into the pile of clothing on the floor, and excitedly pulled out a pink and tender little piglet.


    "Ahahaha, try not sleeping with me now, no running away this time!"


    As the quiet moonlight retreated, the night grew dense and, on the island of Aiaia, the Witch of the Eagle, holding onto her captured prize, bounced happily toward her bedroom.

 Chapter 11: 7 I Really Want to Improve

    The next day, radiant sunshine streamed through the gaps in the vines and spilled into the bedroom.


    Luo En opened his heavy eyelids to find a lovely face, capable of delight and displeasure alike, up close within his field of vision.


    The glistening, pert nose, the long eyelashes fluttering gently, the pointy ears stretching softly... A collection of features, mixed with both childishness and spirituality, came together to form the exquisite visage before him, involuntarily invoking desires to peep and protect.


    It must be said, as the future Enchantress of Seduction and Corruption in Greek mythology, this demigod of Aiaia certainly had some substantial assets.


    But even the most beautiful landscapes, subject to the relentless assault of repetition, could become monotonously uninspiring.


    In common parlance, worn out.


    Moreover...


    Luo En glanced at his own left ear, which felt disgustingly sticky, and found a pair of pink lips cheerfully nibbling on it, the silver teeth causing a slight stinging sensation.


    At the same time, two delicate, pink arms were entwined around his neck like snakes, nearly suffocating him.


    In the midst of it all, he could just make out the distressed creak of his neck bones under the skin.


    With an expressionless face, Luo En sat up and peeled off the human-shaped koala hanging from his body and flung it aside.


    Luckily, the bed was spacious enough.


    Circe, who was displaced from her territory, immediately mounted the quilt, rolling smoothly from the head of the bed to the foot, her fair skin shining alluringly bright in the dim room.


    The wild enchantress had a habit of sleeping in the nude.


    The unintentionally revealed charm made Luo En involuntarily lift his eyelids.


    At that moment, the Great Witch, who was now clinging to a pillow again, habitually rubbed her half-visible face against the quilt. Sparkling drool slid from the corner of her mouth as she muttered vague dream talk intermittently.


    "Hee hee, my cute little piggy, resistance is useless! Just let me hug and kiss you!"


    Hearing that self-satisfied and bewitching laughter, Luo En''s mouth twitched fiercely.


    She still loved pigs just as much.


    He had seen his share of people doting on cats and dogs, but a pig lover with such unique taste was a first for him.


    However, Luo En couldn''t understand why such a powerful Great Witch had such a deep fixation on little piglets.


    As he mulled over it, his gaze caught sight of a pair of soft, sprawling eagle wings under the quilt.


    Suddenly, a spark of realization flared in his mind, and the question that had troubled him for so long seemed to find a vague answer.


    ��An eagle, of course, would fancy a piglet.


    Especially the newborn ones, plump and delicious.


    Damn, so that''s what it was!


    As Luo En thought of Circe''s lineage and alias as the Witch of the Eagle, his facial muscles twitched violently.


    This woman''s affection for piglets was probably a twisted pleasure of a predator licking and toying with its prey under its claws.


    ��Somewhat like a cat''s evil delight in catching mice.


    "That''s not up to you!"


    Luo En responded with a cold laugh, rolled up the blanket with Circe altogether, and carried them out the door without further ado.


    The nascent morning sun cast streaks of fine golden light, splitting the central spine of Aiaia Island into two halves defined by light and dark.


    One side teemed with life, the other was gloomy and deathly still.


    Carrying the "sandwich cookie" on his shoulder, Luo En stepped on thick layers of dead leaves, making his way through the dense forest, his gaze twinkling.


    Aiaia Island was located in the Sea of Okeanos, to the east, not far, legend has it, from the entrance to the Netherworld.


    Luo En figured that this was probably the reason he was sent to this island after completing the resurrection match in Hades.


    And this location endowed the island''s mistress Circe with a kind of Divinity characteristic of the Netherworld, making her quite familiar with ghosts and departed souls, somewhat of a peculiar living neighbor to Hades.


    Of course, this might also be related to her faith.


    Luo En looked up at the end of the stone-paved path, towards that quaint ancient temple entwined with vines.


    This place, unlike the lively other side of the island, was crowded with dead trees, withered grass, and strange rocks, depicting a desolate scene. The sky, inexplicably overcast and dim, exuded an indescribable sense of oppression and mystique.


    Upon reaching the entrance, Luo En stood still and gazed at the statue standing at the center of the great hall.


    It was a Goddess with three heads, three bodies, and six arms, holding torches, herbs, and talismans, her gazes directed toward three different directions.


    The Witchcraft Goddess Hecate, the deity worshipped by Circe.


    Also in Greek mythology, she is the Triple Goddess representative of opportunity, the Goddess of Magic, the Queen of Ghosts, and the Goddess of the Underworld, a very mysterious and unique entity.


    And in a way, she is now also considered Luo En''s current mentor.


    Lowering his gaze slightly to convey some basic respect, Luo En then tossed Circe, wrapped up in blanket and all, straight into the temple.


    The shouting and protesting Circe, upon hitting the ground, hastily wriggled her body, hurriedly dressing herself with clothes tangled in the blanket, and then sat up with dignity, scowling at her rebellious student she''d raised from a young age, grinding her teeth in frustration.


    "Disrespectful! This is a great disrespect!"


    As she was tidying her attire, Circe couldn''t help but sneak a few glances at the deity statue behind her, eyes revealing a hint of guilt.


    One should know, the deities of Greece are notoriously petty, and being naked in their temples is hardly respectful or decorous.


    Therefore, to attract the attention and retribution of such small-minded deities, there are a dozen precedents.


    "Teacher, I think Lady Goddess is magnanimous, and she surely wouldn''t blame one for a minor offense committed in the pursuit of knowledge," Luo En spread his hands sincerely and innocently.


    "I just want to improve too much."


    "..."


    Circe, looking at her student''s face "devoutly" expressing himself to the statue, felt her teeth itch, longing to bite down and tear off a chunk of flesh.


    But in the end, under the somber gaze of the deity, the Enchantress shrank her neck and flipped through a few ancient magic books made of sheepskin from the altar, then lifted her hand weakly in summons.


    "Come in, let''s start the class."


    Luo En entered the temple with a faint smile on his face, sat down on his knees opposite teacher Circe, and began the routine magical studies.

 Chapter 12: 8 Listen to me, little one

    Circe mustered a bit of energy and dug out an ancient language parchment manuscript from her magic books, tossing it to Luo En opposite her.


    "Today, we shall discuss the remaining Hermes Script."


    "Already finished it."


    Luo En caught the manuscript and, without a glance, tossed it back into Circe''s arms.


    Hermes Script, also known as Hermes''s symbolic language, is an ancient symbol system believed to have originated in Ancient Greece. Hermes, the Messenger god of Greek mythology, is said to have invented this system and taught it to humanity.


    This symbolic language was extensively used during the ancient times of Greece and Rome, utilized for recording, communication, and mystical rituals.


    Typically, they are roughly composed of a series of lines and geometric shapes, with each symbol representing a specific letter, word, or concept. These symbols were commonly engraved on stone, pottery, or paper, and could also serve as amulets or magic charms.


    Furthermore, the shapes and arrangements of Hermes Script had certain symbolic meanings and were believed to convey hidden messages and powers, hence the subject was often one of the introductory courses essential for studying magic and witchcraft.


    Circe scratched her head, her pastel-colored eyes filled with deep confusion.


    "Hmm? Weren''t there a few pages left?"


    "I learned it on my own. Waiting for you to drag it out would have taken forever."


    Luo En rolled his eyes, unable to suppress a scoff.


    Since it''s akin to an introductory required course, the difficulty is naturally not too high.


    For such a booklet of just a few dozen pages, the fact that Circe could stretch out the lessons to over half a month still leaving one third remaining made Luo En suspect this woman wasn''t a Witch of the Eagle, but a slow-as-molasses pigeon spirit, always procrastinating and delaying him.


    Amidst his internal complaints, Luo En''s purple eyes turned to the Enchantress of the Eagle across from him, a trace of disdain swirling silently within them.


    "That quick? Then let me test you."


    Circe, skeptical, opened the parchment manuscript and drew five different symbols on a slate with a stick.


    Luo En glanced over them and began to answer without hesitation.


    "This triangle represents fire, signifying energy and passion; the square represents earth, denoting stability and solidity; the circle represents water, for flow and change; the half-circle represents air, for thought and communication. And fire, earth, water, air are also what''s often referred to in magic as the basic elements that constitute the world.


    As for the last one, the spiral represents the soul, symbolizing growth and evolution...


    The above are the individual applications, but these symbols combined can also form more complex matrices. Depending on the shape, size, and arrangement of each symbol, the effect of the matrix can vary accordingly, and this is what''s called a Magic Array."


    Under the increasingly pointed gaze of her student, Circe''s face turned unnaturally red, and she looked at the useless magic books scattered around, feeling inwardly dejected.


    What''s the rush to reincarnate?


    The magic books she had gone to great lengths to collect had been nearly exhausted. What should she teach next?


    A certain lazy teacher, straining her brain the size of a walnut as legends say birds possess, kept glancing at her overly exceptional student with increasingly mournful eyes.


    That''s why she hated teaching!


    Finally, after racking her brains for a full thirty minutes, Circe weakly proposed today''s lesson.


    "How about a meditation class?"


    Luo En put down the old textbook he was flipping through and nodded calmly.


    In the sixteen years he had been living on Aiaia Island, leading a secluded and tranquil life, the Sword of Damocles overhead always filled his heart with a sense of emergency.


    Therefore, to enhance his self-protection, Luo En spared no effort in learning magic and witchcraft, tackling them with the fervor of studying for college entrance exams in his past life.


    Over the years, he had almost drained the Great Witch of her magical knowledge.


    At this point, what he lacked compared to Circe was probably only in magic power, experience, and skills.


    And as meditation is the foundational course for beginner witches, it is the main way to solidify one''s spirit and enhance magic power.


    Better to spend more time meditating and accumulating more magic power than to waste it under the inefficient and derelict teaching of this doddling teacher.


    "Alright, wait a moment, I''ll go prepare some things!"


    With permission granted, Circe leaped up from her seat and rushed out of the temple in haste.


    Luo En glanced at the back of the buffoonish teacher as she fled in what seemed like panic, shook his head helplessly, and reached for the Hermes Script manuscript, tracing the runes that Circe had written on a slab using a twig.


    Although his theoretical knowledge was already top-notch, replicating the perfect essence of each Hermes rune was still quite challenging.


    To overcome this, he had no choice but to engage in long and tedious practice.


    By the time Luo En had traced roughly over thirty times, Circe finally returned to the temple, clanging a large, bubbling cauldron between them, and then set two coarsely crafted bowls on the ground.


    With the thick stirring sound, two bowls were filled to the brim.


    Luo En looked at the bowl in front of him, the soup black and green, and his eyes twitched involuntarily, his face etched with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

 Chapter 13: 9 The Enchantress is Digging a Pit

    "Hygieian Porridge?"


    "Mmm-hmm, that''s right, fresh out of the pot, still steaming! Drink it up quick!"


    Circe, hand on hip, proudly fished for compliments as she lifted the earthenware bowl in her hand and offered it to her beloved apprentice.


    Luo En immediately caught the bowl and sneered, revealing the woman''s wicked intentions.


    "Stop it! Are you trying to turn me into a pig again? Then no one would force you to give lessons!"


    "I''ve never turned anyone into a pig..."


    "Still in denial, huh? What about last night?"


    "Of course, because you''re already a pig, my cute little piggy!"


    Circe spread her hands and blinked her pink eyes innocently, her expression seemingly teasing.


    Unmoved, Luo En pointed at the bubbling pot of Hygieian Porridge, his face dark as he let out a cold huff.


    "Haha, still trying to trick me, I''ve known about this stuff''s effects for a long time, alright?"


    "Effects? What effects?


    Just a few medicinal herbs, pure water, natural grains, in my bowl.


    No change; no change at all;


    Only disguises that vanish without a trace, letting them see themselves and each other."


    Circe hummed off-key, her gaze filled with an even thicker sense of mockery.


    "Don''t believe me? Look, you must recognize these ingredients, absolutely harmless."


    Luo En glanced at the black and green gruel in the bowl, sniffed, and the list of ingredients flashed in his mind.


    Barley, water, honey, mint oil, and... mandrake?


    It seemed that apart from the last herb, all ingredients were quite ordinary.


    And the effect of mandrake was just to cause hallucinations...


    Wait, hallucinations?!


    Luo En''s mind flashed, and he suddenly understood, blurting out the answer.


    "Your porridge simply induces hallucinations, making the eaters think they are the incarnation of some animal!"


    "Giggle, that''s right, my smart little piggy."


    Circe nodded affirmatively, a pleased curve forming on her lips as she continued to speak.


    "So you see, Hygieian Porridge is essentially just a benign magic potion that frees the mind and leads to unity of body and spirit, greatly beneficial for meditation."


    So that was it.


    Doubts fading from his face, Luo En nodded thoughtfully.


    Seeing the atmosphere lighten, Circe eagerly handed over a full bowl of the porridge, smiling as she presented it to her apprentice.


    "Here, my cute little piggy, drink it up quick, and let''s start meditating earlier to finish today''s learning."


    "Stop daydreaming, what''s next?"


    The calm murmur at his ear interrupted Circe''s fantasy, slightly dampening her spirits.


    But in the temple of Hecate, this great witch who worshipped the Witchcraft Goddess had to settle down and grudgingly guide Luo En on how to use the effects of the Hygieian Porridge to make meditation twice as effective.


    "Just like usual, regulate your breathing, relax your body, disperse your five senses, sense the magic in the air, and then try to construct the corresponding Hermes Runes with them, constantly strengthening your affinity and control over the elements..."


    Luo En did not rush into meditation but examined his foolish teacher before him.


    "What else?"


    "...don''t completely empty your mind, remember your essence to avoid getting lost in the illusions produced by the Hygieian Porridge..."


    Circe muttered the key elements resentfully, her frustration mounting.


    She hated smart students, especially those smarter than their teacher.


    At that moment, Luo En, who was merely habitually bluffing a bit, looked even darker in the face.


    Old habits die hard! To trick him into bed, it really was one pitfall after another.


    "Keep talking!"


    "That''s it! Really, there''s no more!"


    Luo En finally closed his eyes, still somewhat skeptical but attempting to clear his mind and disperse his spirit to sense the elements around him, after Circe petulantly grumbled and swore on the name of the Goddess Hecate.


    Of course, just to be safe, he did not throw caution to the wind but instead cautiously relaxed his mental restraints step by step, searching for the boundaries that would maintain his self-awareness.


    As his spiritual power flowed outward like a tide, his self-awareness started to blur, so Luo En carefully reined in his mind a bit.


    Empty seventy percent, retain thirty percent... that was probably his limit for now.


    However, despite only around seventy percent of mental sensing, the amount of magic he captured during meditation increased by twice the usual.


    It seemed that, although Hygieian Porridge as a special potion indeed contained dangerous ingredients, it could indeed significantly enhance the consumer''s mental sensitivity.


    Once certain of this, Luo En gradually settled down and began his daily practice.


    As he breathed in and out, his spiritual force that had spread around him resonated in harmony, causing the elements swirling within thirty meters to form a visibly pulsing Magic Tide, with varied Hermes Script appearing intermittently, creating different formations and foundations.


    Circe could only stare for a while before she became bored and listless, propping her chin on her hand and spacing out in her seat, pondering philosophical matters like what to eat for dinner tonight.


    After all, as a demigod great witch and beloved pupil of the Witchcraft Goddess Hecate, she could quite literally do whatever she wanted in the seas near Aiaia.


    Without the threat of survival, there was naturally a lack of impetus to actively become stronger.


    Therefore, compared to the monotonous daily rigorous training and research, Circe, who was quite negligent in both her studies and life, preferred to leave her strength improvement to her innate talent and lineage.


    During the tedious supervision, time slipped away bit by bit, the newborn sunrise gradually turning into twilight below the horizon.


    As the last glow of the sunset faded, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth in the Temple of Hecate, which was about to be swallowed by the night.


    Bright as the raging sun, lustrous as gold.


    Circe, who was just about to fall asleep, suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at the glowing eyes in the darkness, speechless with astonishment.


    "You you... you''ve advanced again?"


    Her expression of shock was as if she were looking at a curly-haired baboon that had evolved directly into an alien from the zenith of the stars.

 Chapter 14: 10 Please, Be a Human!

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    "Just an advancement in rank, what''s so surprising about that?"


    Faced with Circe''s astonishment, Luo En rolled his eyes habitually and replied somewhat indifferently.


    "The key is you''re only sixteen years old!"


    Circe involuntarily raised her voice a few notches, complaining to her wayward disciple and foster son as she counted on her fingers.


    "You reached the Gold rank at just twelve, and then in a mere four years, you entered the peak of Gold. I''ve never heard of any human advancing so fast!"


    The Great Witch inadvertently did some calculations and the more she spoke, the more shocked she felt. Even the way she looked at her student and foster son began to seem a bit strange.


    "No, it''s even more than that!


    Not even the supernatural creatures of the Sea of Okeanos, nor the half-Titans on nearby islands have ever been so outrageous!


    I''m beginning to wonder, are you really human?"


    Under Circe''s sharp scrutiny, Luo En cleared his throat lightly and his gaze drifted somewhat.


    "Maybe I''m just luckier than most."


    According to the rules of mythology and magic, mystical powers often follow this characteristic:


    ��The older it is, the more mysterious; the more mysterious, the more powerful.


    When the world was still in chaos, beings called "the gods" were born from the purest essence.


    Absorbing magic power factors and mastering natural laws was as simple as breathing for them, an authority inherent in their being.


    Therefore, the first of these existences had the highest starting point and virtually endless room for growth.


    But as heaven and earth parted, the sun, moon, and stars rose and set; as time and space were divided, and the concepts of life and death, flourishing and withering took shape, the framework of the world also gradually stabilized.


    In this process, the species on earth exchanged and evolved batch after batch.


    They once could absorb magic power and be linked to the essence in their blood, but it became degraded and diluted over time. The ceiling of their growth was consequently being lowered progressively with the stabilization of the world''s structure.


    Even across different mythologies, there''s a similar consensus in the descriptions of the primordial world.


    Initially, the air was filled with high concentrations of ether factors, food was everywhere, the earth flowed with milk and honey, and all things grew freely.


    With his current slight abilities, let alone being caught up in world-class missions like "Olympus Elegy," "The Wrath of Zeus," or "War of the Gods," even if he encountered epic instances such as the "Argonaut Expedition," "The War of Troy," or "The Twelve Labors," if by chance he carelessly collided with any of the gods in disguise who descended to Earth or a whole bunch of legendary Demigods lurking in the corners, these would pose tremendous risks for him.


    A slight misstep, and he would still have to kneel.


    As for reaching Gold or the peak of Gold, it is probably just a matter of kneeling sooner rather than later.


    Just the thought of that night sixteen years ago, with the suffocating, rampaging thunderbolts filling the sky, Luo En would reflexively feel a heart-pounding fear.


    This feeling of not being in control of his own fate was terrible.


    Not enough, far from enough!


    The sense of crisis gnawing at his bones left Luo En without any joy of promotion, instead turning to earnestly look at his teacher.


    "I have now reached the peak of Gold, what should I do next to become a Demigod?"


    "To have reached such a state, and still, you are not satisfied?"


    Circe looked at her student in surprise, somewhat unable to understand.


    "Is studying and cultivating, these dry and bothersome affairs, that fascinating to you?"


    "Fascinating is not the word I would use..."


    Luo En shook his head, his eyes deep and distant.


    "It''s just because learning might be the simplest thing in this world. Effort is rewarded, hard work leads to results..."


    ��And besides, it''s the only thing I can do right now.


    He silently added in his heart, then gathered his thoughts, and once again turned to his somewhat stunned teacher to bring the conversation back on track.


    "Tell me, what should I do?"


    Hearing the call, Circe shook her head, snapping out of her daze, but instead of answering directly, she threw out a question with profound implications.


    "Do you know why in the mystical system the first four tiers of power��Iron, Bronze, Silver, and Gold��exclude Demigod?"


    Luo En frowned and thought for a moment, answering uncertainly.


    "Because being a Demigod is fundamentally different from the previous four stages?"


    A flash of surprise passed through Circe''s eyes, yet her face didn''t show much of a ripple of shock.


    After all, having been accustomed to spending time with her student, his overly mature mentality and insight beyond normal humans had already become something she took for granted.

 Chapter 15: 11 The Greek Family Tradition

    Circe calmed her emotions and nodded in response.


    "That''s right, strictly speaking, the four stages of [Iron], [Bronze], [Silver], and [Gold] merely represent life continually advancing towards [Gods] and the [Generation of Gods].


    But [approaching] does not mean [equivalent]; there''s a fundamental difference between the two.


    If the initial four stages are simply about the [accumulation of quantity] in magic power and skill, then to become a Demigod is a [qualitative transformation] in the form of life itself.


    Therefore, the ascension of the first four stages is often called [advancement in rank], while stepping into the realm of [Demigods] is referred to as [Ascension].


    And only by becoming a Demigod do we truly begin climbing the ladder that leads to the domain of the gods."


    Luo En listened attentively, committing Circe''s words to memory, his eyes thoughtful.


    "So, a Demigod is much stronger than Gold?"


    "Much stronger? It''s not even comparable!"


    Circe rolled her eyes and casually snapped her fingers.


    In an instant, the sky over Aiaia Island changed dramatically, with magic tides visible to the naked eye stretching for dozens of kilometers, converging toward the center of the temple and forming a massive vortex.


    An overwhelming sense of oppression hit them, and Luo En, in the eye of the storm, felt like a small vessel in raging waves, at risk of capsizing at any moment.


    "Snap!"


    A second snap echoed in their ears, and the surging, compressing magic tide vanished in a puff, the sky clear and blue once more.


    As if nothing had happened.


    "See the difference now? I could take on a dozen of you, and it wouldn''t scare me one bit."


    Circe, rarely puffing her chest out in front of a student, stood with one hand on her hip, tilting her smooth chin upward, her face brimming with smugness.


    Give me a break, if I could actually beat you, I would have smacked you already!


    Luo En ignored his silly bird teacher''s boasting, making a mental snide remark, while pressing his hand on his chest that was still throbbing with palpitations, his eyebrows unconsciously furrowing.


    Indeed, Demigods and Gold were practically different species.


    He had worked hard just to invoke a magic tide spanning about thirty meters, yet this silly bird could unleash a magic storm extending dozens of kilometers with a flick of her finger. The gap was insurmountable, a generational difference in technology that spanned from hardware to software.


    Moreover, this was just the power at the level of Demigods. If it were real deities, then the authority displayed with their every move would be even more terrifying.


    In the blink of an eye, they could move mountains, fill the seas, collapse the stars...!


    Luo En thought of the records of deities in the epics and couldn''t help but feel even more weighed down.


    However, he quickly suppressed the gloom that had arisen in his heart, his gaze turning sharply cold.


    So what if they''re gods? They''ll die if they''re killed!


    Since the God of Chaos, Chaos, disappeared, the first generation of origin gods like Uranus, the Father of Heaven, Mother Earth Gaia, and The Old Sea God Pontos seized control of the world, marking the transition of chaos from disorder to order.


    Afterward, the three origin gods who represented the sky, the earth, and the sea created and united with each other, spawning a large number of offspring and strengthening the ranks of their own groups, which solidified their rule.


    But Uranus, to maintain the strongest paternal power, harshly suppressed the growth and divinity of his children.


    With time, as they approached adulthood and could no longer bear it, Titan God Cronus rallied himself and his eleven siblings. With Mother Earth Gaia''s assistance, they castrated Uranus, stripped the Father God of his authority, established the Great Temple on Mount Othrys, then thoroughly looted the coins of the older generation, only to share the spoils of authority with their siblings.


    Such a vague answer made Luo En frown.


    "Can you be more specific?"


    "Uhh, I can''t..."


    "Then how did you ascend from Gold to Demigod status?"


    "Me? One day I was sleepy, took a nap, and when I woke up, it just happened..."


    The Demigod Great Witch blinked her pink eyes, looking innocent.


    "..."


    At that moment, Luo En''s forehead was etched with lines of frustration; he finally understood why Circe had beat around the bush on this topic.


    It seems that even she herself didn''t fully comprehend the specific method of ascension.


    However, it wasn''t entirely fruitless.


    Based on the previous method described and Circe''s individual case, Luo En could roughly guess the reason for this silly bird''s ascension.


    Nothing more.


    ��Living long enough, the bloodline being refined day by day by Magic Power factors, automatically purified, then Divinity overflowing, and eventually the divine fire igniting on its own.


    This is probably the more common path of ascension for most Monsters and Titans.


    That is, accumulating the gifts of innate talent over a prolonged period and growing passively.


    But such a strategy, akin to lying flat, undoubtedly requires a waste of considerable time.


    After learning this, Luo En frowned deeply.


    He didn''t believe he could live long enough to surpass Zeus by lying down, and such a passive strategy was unlikely to close the gap with his Divine King father in his lifetime.


    With no fruitful ideas in his mind, he turned his questing gaze back toward Circe.


    "Is there a faster way?"


    "No."


    The Great Witch Demigod could only shake her head, indicating she was no help at all.


    Seeing that this silly bird really had nothing useful to offer, Luo En could only wave his hand in frustration.


    Having been given permission to leave, Circe, who had been dozing off, suddenly perked up, cheered, and rushed out of the Great Temple toward her kitchen to start preparing tonight''s meal.


    ��What should I make this time?


    Hmm, let''s try the new recipe I just thought up! Hecate concoction 3.0 version!


    Watching the joyous departure of the Demigod Great Witch, Luo En touched his forehead and smiled bitterly.


    It seems that for the time being, he couldn''t count on this silly bird for guidance on his path ahead.


    So, now he could only consult someone else.


    Under the cool moonlight, Luo En slowly turned around and quietly looked towards the Great Temple, where a mysterious, delightful figure in light purple had appeared at some point, sitting at a stone table, supporting her chin with one hand while smiling at him.

 Chapter 16: 12 How Will You Repay What You Owe Me?

    A snake-patterned twelve-sided die tumbled across the stone table with each flick of pale fingers, the pleasure in the curve of cherry lips beneath a veil obvious.


    "It seems you''ve been taught well."


    "Thanks to your grace, Lady Goddess."


    Luo En closed the doors of the temple and sat down at the stone table, giving insincere compliments to a certain creditor with a forced smile on his face.


    "Oh, by the way, should I address you as ''Persephone'' Your Highness?"


    "We are born nameless; a name is just a handle, call me whatever you prefer."


    The smile remained on the face of the "Queen of the Underworld" across from him as she spoke indifferently.


    I don''t believe you for a second!


    Luo En''s somber gaze drifted over the head of this "Queen of the Underworld" and settled on the statue of the goddess with three faces and six arms in the main hall, as he sneered internally.


    Mingyue''s Hecate, strictly speaking, was a goddess who did not clearly belong to the Heavenly Gods or Earth Deities. In a world where divine attributes are categorized, she represented a certain kind of game, joy, chance, and the randomness of fate. She could be beneficial to someone or harmful, and the other party would be none the wiser.


    For Hecate could bestow luck or misfortune at will.


    She could make fish species plentiful in the waters or drive them to extinction, and it was the same for birds in the sky and livestock on the ground. In the world of the gods, she represented an element of chance, adding a touch of luck. Zeus and Gaea stretched out time, and they could predict how time would unfold; whereas Hecate would smear a bit of lubricant into the gears, leaving a bit of unpredictability, and that made the world turn more smoothly.


    She interfered with the birth of infants, the education of children, the creation of wealth, and the affairs of mortals such as fishing and sailing. In later times, it was said that apart from the Sun God Helios, only she witnessed Hades, the God of the Underworld, abducting Persephone. She helped Demeter, the Agriculture God, find her daughter, becoming the protector and godmother of the Queen of the Underworld in the Netherworld...


    ����The protector and godmother of the Queen of the Underworld Persephone...


    ����Representing[a certain game], [joy], [chance], and [the randomness of fate]...


    These records in [TheoGraph] undoubtedly corresponded closely with the creditor before Luo En''s eyes.


    Therefore, the true identity of this "Queen of the Underworld" was practically self-evident.


    Moreover, this was Hecate''s temple, who else but the goddess herself could appear here so silently?


    Obviously, his drifting to Aiaia, being picked up and raised by the enchantress Circe, was no coincidence; everything was within this goddess''s control.


    After all, which creditor would let their debtor off the hook so easily based on a few words?


    As for that favorite disciple of Hecate, his dear foster mother and teacher, the Great Witch Circe - whether she knew the inside story or had a part in it...


    Each time Luo En thought of the wise look in that foolish bird''s eyes, and the several instances she''d nearly "nurtured" him to death, he immediately shook his head, dismissing such speculations from his mind.


    Quickly organizing his thoughts, Luo En managed a strained politeness and said, "What brings you to this godforsaken island instead of enjoying the Netherworld?"


    His words seemed imbued with an apparent disdain.


    "Naturally, it is to visit my adorable disciple and grand-disciple," responded Hecate, ignoring the tone. With her delicate hand propping her mysteriously beautiful profile, her interested gaze scrutinized the "grand-disciple" before her.


    That familiar feeling took Luo En back to the past, transforming back into the piece of pork that once lay on the chopping board.


    The worst punishment was not allowing her to continue gambling.


    For this reason, Hecate, who was itching for a game, would swing by now and then using various methods to coax Luo En into resuming their betting games.


    And today, she finally got her wish.


    After setting up the chessboard and placing the pieces, Luo En immediately took out another snakeskin-patterned twelve-sided die from the box.


    "Rules as usual, whoever rolls the higher number goes first."


    "Wait a second."


    However, just as Luo En was about to open his fingers and roll the die to determine the playing order, Hecate lifted her gaze with a playful smile.


    "You seem to have forgotten to say what will happen if you lose?"


    "Have I?"


    Luo En forced a smile, dodging the question.


    "Games are all about having fun, aren''t they?"


    With that, he subtly released his fingers, trying to roll the die first.


    But in the face of absolute power, such cunning was in vain. Hecate merely smiled and raised her hand slightly, and Luo En became like a frozen statue, losing control of his body and could only move his head.


    "Fun is indeed important, but fairness is even more important in a game."


    Hecate swayed her pale finger in front of Luo En''s eyes, smiling as she laid out the rules.


    "If I lose, I have to give you what I own; correspondingly, if you lose, you have to pay the same price. For each game I win, you have to give me something that you own."


    "But what that is, I decide!"


    Luo En''s gaze flashed as he forcefully added his condition.


    "Otherwise, I refuse."


    Hecate looked at the face that read "If you don''t agree, I will resist to the end" and reluctantly nodded in consent.


    "Fine, we''ll do as you said."


    Almost at the same moment, Luo En''s body relaxed, and the die in his hand dropped onto the table, rolling several times before stopping on the number 12.


    "It seems today is your lucky day."


    Hecate glanced over with a teasing look and casually threw her die.


    It was also twelve.


    But as the rule goes, in the event of a tie, the first player wins.


    The pre-game skirmish settled, a new game formally began.

 Chapter 17: 13 No Betting Dog Loses Every Day

    To be on the safe side, Luo En opted for a stable and conservative opening, as usual.


    On the contrary, Hecate, once she made her move, immediately displayed an aggressive sharpness, with almost every step in the ensuing moves being a cutthroat exchange of pieces.


    Wow, such an aggressive strategy...


    Moreover, the expert way she placed her pieces showed that this was not out of temporary impulse, but a linked strategy of offense.


    Clearly, to wipe away the humiliation of her previous defeats in chess, this gambling Goddess must have spent no small amount of time practicing in private, developing her own style, evolving into her complete form.


    Facing this battle-ready stance right from the opening made Luo En feel an enormous pressure, and he immediately cast down his gaze, focusing intently on the tense chessboard, moving his pieces methodically.


    Under her wide-ranging attacks, he tried his best not to make mistakes, adopting a strategy of slow, slicing attacks, like using a soft knife to cut meat, making progress with each step.


    Gradually, Hecate also started to feel the pressure, her brows knitting together unconsciously as she moved faster and faster, reducing the response time she left for her opponent.


    It was a known fact that human reaction and computational power couldn''t match that of the deities, and now Hecate was self-taught and employing the tactics of applying extreme pressure.


    This time, it was Luo En who was sweating profusely.


    "Time''s almost up, haven''t you figured it out yet?"


    Hecate pointed to the nearly empty hourglass on the table and urged with a smile from the side.


    "If you don''t move now, you''re going to lose."


    With no time to think it through, Luo En, forced into a corner, had no choice but to move his chess pieces with a heavy heart.


    But as is known, the likelihood of making mistakes increases significantly when rushed.


    Soon, Luo En found himself in a completely passive position, forced into a brutal exchange of pieces with the fiercely attacking Hecate.


    Even though he was extremely careful and continuously tried to regain the initiative, Hecate didn''t give him the slightest chance.


    After a stalemate of half an hour, Luo En had lost all control of the board, his pieces almost completely shaved off, leaving him no option but to knock over the "King" piece, representing the outcome, and raise his hands in resignation.


    "You win..."


    Having secured a victorious start, a satisfied smile spread across Hecate''s stunning face as she elegantly extended her hand forward.


    "So, where''s my due?"


    Luo En thought for a moment, rolled up his sleeves, and took off a string of Rune Stone bracelets from his wrist, tossing them to the other side.


    Receiving her spoils of war, Hecate''s lips curled in delight, and she looked playfully at her debtor, asking "kindly."


    "That was a close one just now, do you want to continue?"


    "Another round!"


    Facing the Goddess''s assertive invitation, Luo En, unable to break free from his seat, braced himself for another round of battle and started a new game.


    Then, without a doubt, he lost another round.


    As the dust settled, Hecate propped her chin in one hand, her smile brimming as she watched the other side, eagerly awaiting for her opponent to remove his last piece of modesty.


    Luo En, like a wronged little white rabbit, trembled as he spread his hand to reveal the item for settling the debt.


    Hecate''s smile froze as she looked at the slightly curled silver hair on the table.


    ����A single hair?


    "Aren''t you being a bit too shameless?" the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, acting as the creditor, could hardly keep her composure, her veil barely concealing the grinding of her teeth.


    "I''ve lost, and I''ll pay with what I have, but what I pay is for me to decide."


    Luo En ran a hand through the silver hair that fell over his forehead, calmly restating the conditions set before the game started, the feigned humiliation on his face replaced by an innocent smile.


    "I am paying the gambling stakes entirely by the rules. You shouldn''t slander my good name out of thin air."


    "You''ll meet all the requirements, but you never give what people really want!"


    Hecate''s brow furrowed with a cold laugh, piercing through the facade of the nefarious character.


    Probably from the very beginning, this fellow had never planned to fulfill his promises honestly.


    Under Hecate''s disdainful gaze, Luo En spread his hands and blinked earnestly.


    "If you think this game is unfair, how about we call it off?"


    "..."


    After a brief silence, Hecate bit her silver teeth and hatefully tossed her dice.


    "Continue!"


    Hmm, he''s taken the bait.


    Luo En''s lips curled up in pleasure, a smile of unsurprise spreading across his face.


    Because that''s what gambling addicts are like.


    To them, it doesn''t matter whether they win or lose.


    The greatest punishment is not allowing them to continue gambling.


    And if they continue without restraint, even the cleverest of gamblers will eventually lose everything they have.


    Besides, as the dealer, it seemed like he had plenty of chips.

 Chapter 18: 14 Ares, Im coming to bull you!

    Luo En touched the head of hair that would make any programmer envious and muttered to himself.


    According to the loopholes he had deliberately left earlier, it wasn''t that he couldn''t afford to give up concepts such as "misfortune," "melancholy," "pain," "curse," and so on, but the more intangible and unquantifiable the chip, the easier it was to be exploited, ultimately backfiring on oneself.


    So for the sake of caution, he still preferred to make a small physical sacrifice.


    Compared with losing a few hairs, getting a quick promotion to demigod was a downright steal.


    After some contemplation, Luo En stretched lazily, comfortably moving his pieces around the board, engaging in a series of trials and battles.


    Honestly, combining Hecate''s gambit tactics and extreme pressure was quite challenging to deal with.


    But as far as this game was concerned, she was still a novice, and her offensive routines and methods were limited to a few repetitive combinations.


    Whereas Luo En had the chess strategies and set patterns accumulated by humanity over thousands of years in his head. Once he grasped Hecate''s approach and stabilized his position, he could devise a strategy to counterattack.


    Finally, after sacrificing about thirty strands of his hair, Luo En used a set play involving "pawn promotion" and "pawn checkmates king" to drive Hecate into a corner from which there was no escape.


    "General!"


    As Luo En advanced the magical beast piece representing the chariot on the board, combined with the promoted pawn, he closed off the enemy king''s last retreat, leaving Hecate no choice but to topple her pieces, pinching her nose in defeat.


    "So, according to our agreement, isn''t it time for you to tell me how to achieve ascension to demigod as quickly as possible, Lady Goddess?"


    "It''s simple. Drip your blood onto that die and silently think of what you desire, then throw the corresponding number, and it will guide you."


    Though a gambler, being a genuine goddess, Hecate still had the basic integrity of accepting a wager''s outcome and straightforwardly revealed the method.


    Use it?


    Following Hecate''s gaze, Luo En eyed the twelve-sided die with serpent designs in front of him, his pupils subtly flickering.


    This object was his extra prize for winning that resurrection game and originally belonged to Hecate, one of a pair.


    "The twelve sides of the die are not only inscribed with numbers but the symbols that constitute the numbers also correspond to the Twelve Olympians that rule over Greece, or the current order of ''The World.'' Since you wish to elevate your bloodline to that of a demigod, you will need to find an opportunity in ''The World,'' and it will give you an answer."


    Hecate twirled the other twelve-sided serpent-patterned die in her hand, smiling as she explained.


    "This is not an ordinary gift, but a ''Blessing of Fate.''


    "Really? I always have the feeling that ''Fate'' doesn''t seem too fond of me."


    Luo En looked skeptically at the twelve-sided die on the table.


    Hecate neither confirmed nor denied, smiling faintly and extending her pale right hand.


    Which is to say, besides Zeus, Luo En also had the blood of the War God Ares and the Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite in his veins.


    Now, receiving affirmation, Hecate smiled and provided further interpretation.


    "The answer is simple. If an ordinary mixed-blood hero wishes to become a Demigod, they need to refine themselves over time, gradually awakening the Divinity within them to ignite the divine flame and complete the Ascension.


    But now the Dice has presented you with the shortcut you desire.


    ����Simply fulfill the requirement of the sacrifice to Ares, and it will allow you to temporarily steal the blessing of the divine authority of war. At that time, the Divine Blood of the same origin within you will be able to gather enough Divinity both internally and externally through a frenzy of slaughter and combat, thus igniting the divine flame within."


    Hiss~!


    Upon hearing Hecate''s description, Luo En took in a sharp breath.


    This gamble seems to be quite significant.


    In a certain sense, this action amounts to bypassing Ares, the legitimate War God, and riding on the divine authority of war like an audacious stunt for a while.


    Although Ares is often the butt of jokes in various versions of mythology and epics, holding little clout amongst the Twelve Olympians,


    it all depends on who is holding the leash!


    Expecting me, a mere sixteen-year-old of the Gold rank, to cuckold a legitimate deity of Olympus for his divine authority isn''t just playing with fire��it''s downright suicide!


    "You must be really eager to see me die quickly, aren''t you?"


    Luo En said with a dark expression, sarcastically exposing the malicious intent of the unscrupulous creditor before him.


    "Don''t worry, Olympus won''t notice what you''re doing."


    Hecate smiled indifferently and spun the die on the table with her hand, speaking in a meaningful and profound tone.


    "Because, ''inevitable fate'' cannot predict the ''Dice of Chance''..."


    Luo En''s eyes flashed with contemplation, and the heart that had been suspended in his chest slowly settled somewhat.


    As a competent gambler, she wouldn''t make the foolish move of carelessly throwing away the chips.


    At least, she would wait until I had created enough value or corresponding amusement before reaping them.


    Given that...


    Luo En closed his eyes, reflected seriously for a moment, then suddenly opened his purple eyes wide, clenched his fist, and his lips curled into a hint of a mad arc.


    High risk, high reward, It''s showtime!


    ����Ares, are you ready? I''m coming to ride you hard!

 Chapter 19: 15 Circe, Coin Burst!

    On the island of Aiaia, the night was tranquil as water, with the waning moon hanging high in the sky.


    Accompanying the arrival of mealtime, wafts of rich food aromas drifted from the treetop house.


    "Tomorrow morning, I''d like to leave the island for a bit."


    "You''re leaving?"


    Circe, who was cheerfully bustling about the dinner table, lifted her head in astonishment, the smile on her face somewhat frozen.


    Luo En put down the spoon he was holding and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.


    "Don''t worry, I''m just going to practice on some nearby targets to see if I can find a way to break through."


    "Really?"


    Hearing such an explanation, the gloom on Circe''s face lessened a bit, and she skeptically sniffed with her aquiline nose, leaning in to smell Luo En all over in a whirl of sniffing, her gaze sharpening instantly.


    "That''s the scent of lying!"


    "Smack!"


    A loud thwack landed on Circe''s head, and Luo En, with a dark face, pointed behind her.


    "What lying scent, if you don''t turn around this instant, you''ll end up setting the kitchen on fire!"


    At once, Circe shuddered, looked up to see the bubbling cauldron on the stove, its edges already turning red, and her face paled as she darted into the disastrous scene with a shriek.


    "Ah, my Hoo Koo E Koo 3.0!"


    A quarter of an hour later, the Great Witch of Aiaia, with a soot-covered face, emerged from the smoke-filled kitchen carrying half a pot of salvaged barley porridge.


    Her once fair face was now pitch black, leaving only two colorful eyes rapidly moving about; the sharpness and profundity that had burst forth earlier had vanished, replaced only with an aura of "wisdom."


    Luo En, sitting at the dining table, twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head, hand on forehead.


    "You''re leaving tomorrow morning, are you? This meal just happens to be for your send-off."


    Circe, unfazed, cleaned her face with fresh water and enthusiastically pitched her masterpiece to her beloved apprentice.


    "Come on, try my newly concocted barley porridge, just out of the pot, guaranteed fresh!"


    Luo En glanced at the thick green potion-like broth and the few suspicious charred chunks reminiscent of burnt crocodile skin floating at the bottom, then smelled the heavy burnt odor in the air, his eyelids twitching.


    He suspected that one bowl of this would certainly send him off immediately.


    "It''s burnt; next time, for sure!"


    "My head''s... a bit dizzy... but... it''s awesome!"


    Circe raised a clenched fist in the air, revealing an unusual level of excitement.


    "Then what''s this number?"


    "Ten!"


    The enchantress answered cheerfully and with pride.


    "Congratulations, you got it right!"


    Luo En complimented loudly, while hiding his right hand that was showing two fingers behind his back, and satisfiedly nodded at the silly bird whose thinking was clearly becoming fragmented.


    Well, she''s crippled now.


    It seems that just like the accounts in the epics, even a demigod cannot resist this kind of magic potion called "wine."


    Especially the grape wine that he had personally brewed and refined.


    Luo En pushed away the Exiko 3.0 in front of him, hefted the empty clay jar on the table, with the corners of his lips curving up in a delighted arc.


    A few years ago, in his spare time, he had gathered the grapes from the island and, using the natural fermentation method mentioned in ancient books that he remembered, attempted to make a batch of homemade wine.


    This method didn''t require adding distiller''s yeast; it relied on the wild yeast that naturally grows on the grape skins and, through sealing and temperature control, fermented the grapes into wine.


    Whether it was due to the talents brought by his bloodline and divinity is unknown, but he had an acute sense and awareness for brewing-related matters, far exceeding that of ordinary people.


    The experiment was not only a success on the first try but also achieved the standard of craft brewing.


    These wines that were stored in advance were originally intended for that gambling goddess.


    However, considering the great risk and her keen senses, he couldn''t take the chance of ending up losing what he tried to gain.


    As a result, his first successful batch was used on this silly bird, Circe.


    Initially, he had only intended to casually drink a few glasses under the pretense and get his witch teacher drunk.


    But to his surprise, either from overconfidence or true bravery, she had gone ahead and drunk the entire jug of his finely brewed grape wine in one go.


    Now, she probably won''t wake up for three to five days.


    But just right...


    Luo En looked up at Circe who was now deeply asleep, lying on the table, snoozing away, and walked towards the Great Witch of Aiaia, rubbing his hands together. The handsome face shrouded in the night revealed a mischievously evil smile.


    Teacher, after tormenting me to death and back for so long, now it''s finally your turn to cough up the gold coins.

 Chapter 20: 16: Every Mage Has a Melee Dream

    At dawn, as the sunrise began, the remaining night faded, leaving a touch of obscurity. A sturdy cedar boat cut through the dim mist over the sea and washed ashore on a sandy beach.


    Arrived!


    Luo En on the boat looked up at the silhouette of a deserted island ahead, his spirits lifted. He immediately jumped off the deck, grabbed the rope, and tied the boat to a nearby rock. He moved to higher ground to look into the distance.


    The island, no more than a dozen square kilometers, lay within his wide field of view from above.


    The island was relatively desolate and narrow, surrounded by piles of grotesque, jutting rocks. There was almost no vegetation or animals, and one could faintly detect a strong scent of sulfur.


    As a place to live, it was indeed quite shabby and barren; but as a hunting ground, it couldn''t be more perfect.


    Because this was an island recently formed by the accumulation of debris that had emerged following an underwater volcanic eruption.


    It was not marked on any sea chart, so naturally, there was little chance of intruders disturbing the peace.


    Moreover, these new volcanic rock islands often did not last long before disintegrating under the onslaught of waves and underwater currents, sinking back into the sea��a spot that spared one the trouble of cleaning up and erasing traces.


    Throughout history, many islands that suddenly appeared and disappeared were of this same nature.


    Having inspected his secret base prepared in advance, Luo En nodded with satisfaction. He chose a relatively elevated and secluded area along the coast, and then casually scattered a handful of Two-legged Flying Dragon teeth, which he had collected, onto the land in front of him.


    A dozen dagger-sized, ghostly white dragon teeth scattered on the ground began to take root on their own. Like seeds bursting with vitality, they frantically absorbed the magic power from the earth and air, growing rapidly, twisting, and transforming into bony soldiers with slight draconic features, silently standing before Luo En, awaiting his commands.


    The Spartos, dragon-tooth warriors, are a widely-known summoning secret technique in Greek magic. Derived from dragon material, they are much harder, more flexible, and have better magic conductivity than ordinary skeletons and departed souls, making them reliable servants.


    Luo En''s summoning skills were not all that profound, but his talent for utilizing dragon-tooth warriors seemed astonishing.


    Of course, this was probably a gift of his bloodline.


    Legend has it that the hero Cadmus, during his quest to find his sister Europa who was abducted by Zeus, killed Ares'' poison dragon. The Goddess of Wisdom, Athena, instructed Cadmus to overturn the earth and plant the dragon''s teeth in the ground.


    Afterward, the dragon teeth sown in the earth became a fully-armed army of warriors. These warriors fought each other, and the last surviving five were called "Spartos," meaning "sown," hence the forebears of the dragon-tooth warriors.


    These dragon-tooth warriors helped Cadmus establish the city described in the Apollo''s oracle and, by divine decree, named it Thebes��Luo En''s nominal hometown.


    He was definitely no match for the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate, and wasn''t sure about setting a trap either.


    For the benefit of the students, he had to sacrifice his Enchantress teacher a bit.


    All these were to be taken as a bit of spiritual compensation for the many years she had tormented him to near death.


    While justifying his unscrupulous behavior to himself, Luo En familiarized himself with the new equipment he had smoothly taken from Circe.


    When it comes to weapons, the feel is very important.


    If a mistake were to happen during the upcoming actions because of this, it would be both stupid and fatal.


    After a simple test, Luo En had a general understanding of the few pieces of equipment he had acquired.


    The four rings each possessed protective, offensive, concealing, and recovery effects, and the gems embedded on the outside were each infused with magic power of the four basic elements of water, fire, earth, and air, forming a perfect cycle in secret, allowing the user to significantly amplify their manipulation of Hermes Script.


    Evidently, this was a complete set of magical gear, with the excellent performance and belonged to Circe''s treasured collection.


    As for items like the bronze longsword, breastplate, bronze hunting bow, and the two quivers of bronze arrows, their specific origins were indiscernible, and they still bore some rust and battle damage, clearly having quite a history.


    They were most likely high-quality gear that fell into the sea after a battle among gods or a major conflict then were inadvertently picked up by Circe as part of her collection.


    But because they were of no use to her and she lacked interest, Circe had not repaired them, simply allowing them to lay in her warehouse gathering dust.


    Now, most of the Rune augmentation on the surface and the spirit within the weapons had been lost.


    Yet even so, these items still possessed the quality of gold, allowing Luo En to fully utilize his own combat abilities.


    Such a waste of treasures made Luo En quite regretful.


    After all, every Mage has a dream of close combat, especially an unconventional sorcerer like him.


    As long as they were usable, that was fine; the rest could wait for later.


    With a swing of the bronze longsword in his hands, the blade made a low woosh as it sliced through the air, and Luo En''s deep gaze stretched towards the expansive and profound Sea of Occhanos.


    Everything was ready, the hunt was about to begin!

 Chapter 21: 17 Next Time Still Put "Very Simple

    The fiery red setting sun slowly sank into the ocean, its last rays gradually fading into the rising curtain of night, bringing with it a slight chill.


    Under the alternating cold and warmth, the biting sea breeze from the depths of the Sea of Okeanos swept in, stirring the deep waters upward and creating layers of waves that pushed toward the surrounding islands and mainland, crashing against the rocks and sand along the way, forming patches of snow-white froth and spray.


    Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of the waves, the ripples on the sea''s surface sparkled under the moonlight, as if stars had descended into the vast ocean, creating a stunningly beautiful scene.


    However, the more beautiful things are in nature, the more dangerous they tend to be.


    Along with the rising tide also came the unique saltiness of the deep sea and the rustling sounds of climbing at the hidden reefs.


    Nighttime, not only the time of high tide, but also when marine life is most active.


    And in the age of gods, these marine creatures naturally included sea monsters...


    They often chose to come ashore at night, attacking coastal livestock and settlements to hunt for food.


    Under the cold moonlight, several grey-brown sea scorpions, each as large as a truck and with multiple sharp limbs, rode the surging tide onto the beach, quite conspicuous.


    As soon as they landed, these deep-sea giants excitedly waved their limbs and scrambled towards a pile of fresh viscera on the sand.


    Savory, delicious, and rich in magic power nutrients!


    They were attracted here in groups by the unique and strong scent of blood emanating from the island.


    However, before these arriving sea scorpions could cheer and start feasting, the soft sand suddenly gave way, and bone-white skeletons wielding sword and shield suddenly leapt up, swinging their blades at the sea monsters'' soft underbellies and joints.


    Instantly, several unprepared sea scorpions shattered, collapsing to the ground like chariots stuck in mud pits.


    Even though they realized what was happening and struggled to fight back, they were still in vain against the fearless and surprisingly powerful skeletons around them.


    Before long, several sea scorpions didn''t even get to start their feast before being strewn haphazardly across the ground.


    Then, on the beach, the dozen or so skeletons methodically finished off the not-quite-dead sea scorpions and dismembered them, flinging their parts towards the nearby shallows.


    Streams of pale blue blood flowed from their ghastly wounds, saturating the nearby sand and blending into the undulating tides, spreading through the seawater, emitting an even stronger scent of blood and attracting new prey from the deep sea.


    This time, the sea scorpions not only failed to enjoy their meal but also became the bait for an ambush, a truly unfortunate turn.


    The instigator of it all leaned against a standing rock, calmly wiping his bronze long sword, continuing to squat at the edge of the hunting ground, quietly waiting for the right target to come ashore.


    Despite their size, these sea scorpions had pitifully low amounts of magic power inside them, barely at the level of superior bronze, at most they were only the bottom of the food chain in the Sea of Okeanos, basically shrimp peas.


    However, their blood and flesh were quite popular with carnivorous sea monsters, and together with the two-legged flying dragon innards he had previously piled up on the beach, they should soon attract higher-level predators.


    Indeed, after about half an hour, snow-white waves rose on the sea surface, and fins sharp as swords broke through the waves, moving toward the bloody shallows.


    The floating sea scorpion debris was promptly torn apart and devoured by two rows of sharp fangs.


    Feeling the insane convergence of Magic Power in the air and the rapidly rising temperature around her, the Lamia''s slit pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively tried to retreat.


    Trying to run? Too late!


    Luo En''s lips curved into a cold smirk as he reached forward with his right hand, then suddenly clenched it tight.


    In an instant, scorching Fire burst from the ground, and the Lamia who stepped into the trap immediately burst open, her scales peeling away.


    "Hiss!"


    The serpent woman twisted in agony, her mouth emitting a piercing scream, trying to use her bloodline''s talent to summon water to extinguish the flames around her.


    However, unbeknownst to her, the shallow path to the sea behind her had been turned into a wall of sand, shutting out the tide from the foundation of the Magic Array.


    Soon, the small amount of vapor summoned and clinging to the Lamia''s body to try to cool down was unable to withstand the searing flames and dissipated into nothingness.


    Similarly, the dying serpent woman, along with the explosive flames, turned into a charred black carcass.


    Golden-red particles then began to emerge from the twisted remains, transforming into streams of light and converging on Luo En''s chest.


    Accompanied by a strangely scorching sensation, Luo En felt his blood boiling and his bones cracking with growth, while on the bronze altar in his sea of consciousness, specks of gold and red light twinkled.


    Clearly, these were the essences of Divinity he had extracted from the hunt.


    As the dust settled, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, cut off the control to the Magic Array, exhaled the stale air built up in his chest, and looking at the remains of his first prey, he muttered to himself.


    I seem to have overestimated the intelligence of these sea witches; this Ascension doesn''t seem so tough after all.


    He had nearly used up all the materials obtained from Circe to set up nearly a hundred Magic Arrays and traps on this island, just to make sure nothing went wrong.


    If only he had known, he would have saved some for later use.


    Just as Luo En was silently criticizing himself, several streaks of golden light began to emerge beneath the distant sea, and one after another, sinuous and enticing figures rapidly approached the desolate Volcanic Rock Island.


    The hunter who had just been thinking how "very simple" this was twitched his eyelids and suddenly remembered something.


    Lamias, they tend to live in groups...


    And the dying screams of their kin had already become a signal for rallying and calling for help.


    What a jinx...


    Luo En tugged at the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly, but his gaze remained unchanged; instead, he took a deep breath and raised his hand slowly, his thoughts spreading like a tide in all directions.


    Hum!


    With a strong humming and trembling sound, Hermes Scripts across the island flickered in response, the now assembled Magic Arrays rotated and focused, turning the entire isolated island into a fortified bastion of war.

 Chapter 22: 18 Is Ares Wilted?

    Dawn broke, and with the arrival of the first light of day, the thick sea fog gradually dissipated.


    The desolate Volcanic Rock Island looked as if it had suffered a brutal artillery barrage, with large and small craters filling the beaches and rocky land along the coast, and white bone fragments mixed with blood-stained Serpent Scales scattered everywhere.


    And the closer to the center and the highest point of the island, the more gruesome and bloody the scene became.


    Seductive Lamia, some with their heads severed by wind blades, some with waists chopped by ground spikes, and others blown to bits by fierce flames... Their blood and flesh flew everywhere and fragments of their bodies stained the grey-brown mountain rocks a brilliant crimson, forming a bloody path that led up the mountain ridge to the heights.


    "Bang!"


    Accompanied by a sharp explosion of air, the upper half of a Lamia corpse hit a protruding rock and burst into splattered chunks of flesh.


    Streams of divinely rich golden-red blood essence extracted themselves from the carnage and automatically converged into the body of the lone figure standing above.


    "Huuh..."


    Luo En lowered his arms and slowly exhaled a long, turbid breath, his joints crackling noisily. His eyes, that were gradually losing their blood color, surveyed the utterly transformed and horrific battlefield, causing him to furrow his brows.


    Indeed, even with the full exploitation of the home ground advantage, taking on thirty-seven was a bit of a stretch...


    Moreover, that number constituted only the adult Golden rank Lamias, not to mention there were at least a hundred more of Silver and Bronze caliber juveniles.


    If it weren''t for the fact that he had transformed the entire island into an ironclad war fortress, and with the Dragon Fang soldiers guarding the flanks, it was uncertain who would have won or lost in the end.


    But anyhow, he had ultimately made it through this ordeal.


    After confirming the area was safe, Luo En let down his guard and slumped to the ground. He looked down at the mangled wounds on his chest, arms, and neck, grimacing and gasping at the cold air while inwardly cursing nonstop.


    Originally, according to his plan, he was to use the advantage of his home ground, killing as many as possible and then retreat while fighting until the dawn''s low tide, taking a rest before coming back for another round of nest-storming and fishing.


    But who knew that the so-called "Blessing of Ares" would have such a screwed-up effect.


    ����It makes one ignore fear, become increasingly brave and excited in battle, shedding all reason, transforming into a berserker, and engaging in a do-or-die fight with everything living in sight.


    Especially after Luo En, utilizing the bull-granted War Authority, absorbed too much impurity-laden and negative-emotion-filled Divinity from the fallen enemies at once, that state became uncontrollably more intense.


    If it weren''t for the War Authority''s ability to absorb Divinity while simultaneously possessing the benefits of Healing and repairing bodily injuries, Luo En''s body would likely not have a single spot without injury.


    No wonder Ares is also known as the "God of Berserkers"; it''s because of this crazy, blood-frenzied state that makes one not recognizing even kin on the battlefield.


    As Luo En massaged his throbbing temples, he muttered complaints about his distant forefather by blood and resolved to firmly slow down the pace of his ascension through the usage of [War Authority].


    After all, its negative effects are too treacherous, and he doesn''t possess the near-Immortal bodies of the gods.


    It would be a joke if he ended up serving himself up on a platter before he even completed the ascension.


    At this moment, as Luo En rested, streaks of golden-red blood essence emanated from his wounds, causing the previously grotesque, gaping injuries to close and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    Merely three quarters of an hour had passed, and not a single trace of damage could be seen on his body, his previously somewhat wilted spirit now vibrant with even greater vitality.


    It must be said, though Ares''s war authority did a number on intelligence, its effect on physical enhancement was nothing short of perfect.


    Of course, aside from these, there was one small, less-than-ideal problem.


    For instance, being prone to getting fired up...


    Feeling the surging blood coursing through his body, and the ornaments beneath him that were continuously expanding and hardening, Luo En''s lips twitched. He stood up from the ground, dragging his tattered bronze armor and outer clothing, and went to the seaside to wash up and cool down, then looked down at his current appearance.


    After a night of fierce battle, having sacrificed thirty-seven gold-ranked Lamias, he now stood at one meter eighty in stature under the baptism of war authority and inner and outer divinity, with limbs and abdomen sprouting evenly distributed muscles full of explosive power.


    "Bang!"


    He threw a punch, and the several-meters-tall hard volcanic rock shattered to the ground amid a piercing sonic boom.


    "Get out!"


    Yet the repeatedly frustrated Aphrodite on the bed had already lost her mood and even started to doubt her own charisma, so she coldly turned her peach-and-plum-like beautiful face and unceremoniously banished her old lover from her chamber.


    Faced with the ultimate male shame, even the volatile and arrogant God of War found himself in an awkward and embarrassing situation.


    In the end, seeing no chance for reprisal, he could only grab his clothes and depart from the chamber sulkily.


    Dammit, what''s happening?!


    Why have I been feeling lower back pain and lack of energy lately, and can''t even muster the spirit for my favorite activity?


    Outside the chamber of the Love Goddess, the aggrieved Ares cursed under his breath, taking out his anger on the flowers and plants along the way.


    "Bang!"


    In his distraction, the hot-headed God of War collided head-on with a figure rushing toward him.


    "Are you blind, you fool!"


    Ares, who staggered back a few steps to steady himself, angrily looked up at the idiot who had offended him.


    "Yo, yo, yo, it''s just a walk and a bump. Is that worth such rage?"


    Hermes picked up his felt hat from the ground, dusted it off, and placed it back on his head, teasing with a cheery smile.


    "What? Got beaten up again?"


    "Are you asking for death!"


    Faced with a brother who mentioned exactly what should not be, Ares''s face darkened even more, his fists as large as sandbags clenched tightly, his bloodshot eyes now filled with a chilling coldness.


    Perfect, he was just looking for a punching bag.


    "No, no, no, just a joke, a joke!"


    Hermes, seeing Ares like an enraged bull, quickly plastered a smile on his face and waved his hands while pointing at the Great Temple ahead.


    "Father God is waiting for my message, I''ll make it up to you with a cup of honey water later."


    "..."


    Hearing the words "Father God," Ares, who was striding over angrily, stopped abruptly and kicked Hermes away furiously.


    "Scram!"


    As the War God, unable to vent elsewhere, left the scene and headed back to his own temple, Hermes, who had been kicked to the ground, got up and surveyed with a playful gaze the silhouette of Ares and a certain splendid palace in the distance.


    Looks like, from the time he went in to the time he came out, it was only three minutes, right?


    Could it be...


    As a peculiar thought emerged in his mind, Hermes, as if he had discovered some secret, wore a subtle smile on his face, the fire of gossip within him blazing fiercely.


    Gathering news and secrets was indeed this Messenger God''s favorite pastime.


    Of course, delivering messages was the primary duty of a messenger...


    Hermes, stroking his chin, cast a meaningful look at a temple from where the heavy sounds of metal striking metal continually resonated.


    Why not make things a bit more interesting?


    A sense of pleasure, mixed with a taste of vengeful delight, quickly settled his decision, and he stepped forward.

 Chapter 23: 19: The Gamblers Inevitable Bad End

    Sea of Okeanos, on the volcanic rock island.


    "Chirp~!"


    Accompanied by a piercing scream, a Siren with the face of a woman and the body of a bird, carrying a spray of blood, plummeted from mid-air, crashing onto the rocky beach below.


    Before she could struggle to her feet, a foot descended suddenly, crushing her neck.


    The plaintive cries for help ultimately turned into gasps for air, wheezing out of the leaking windpipe.


    Luo En reached into both his ears to pull out clumps of grass soaked with magic potion and tossed them to the ground, stretching his body to embrace the golden-red blood essence escaping from the Siren''s body.


    As the divine energy flowed and converged within him, the last wisp of vacant starlight upon the bronze altar illuminated.


    A hundred gold-tier sacrifices, after more than half a month of difficult hunting, were finally gathered!


    But at the moment of accomplishment, Luo En''s chest surged with intense heat. The Wheel of Hecate, symbolizing rebirth, twisted and turned, and the hundred divine lights above the bronze altar fell like shooting stars into the sea of his soul.


    Om����!


    In an instant, Luo En''s entire heart and the world itself seemed to be battered by a tremendous meteor shower, his thoughts, consciousness, and emotions all obliterated in the thunderous roar and trembling that surged through his mind.


    In that moment, time lost its concept, space lost its dimensions.


    All ceased to exist, all reverted to primordial chaos.


    Then, in a flash, a golden-yellow flame ignited in the darkness, an infinite light overflowing and piercing through the boundless chaos and darkness.


    Thoughts, sensations, emotions, like thousands of rivers flowing into the sea, rapidly returned to every bone, every drop of blood, every cell in his body.


    Every pore of his shell seemed to have opened completely, sensing the world with unprecedented clarity.


    Vaguely, Luo En felt as if he were in the midst of a bustling marketplace.


    The breath of the wind, the flow of water, the sediment of earth, the burning of light and fire, the sprouting of life, the rhythm of souls... Everything around him was clearly reflected in his mind.


    The world was like an eternally burning flame.


    He himself was a spark within it.


    Of the same essence, interconnected!


    "Hoo..."


    With a long exhalation, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, his pupils shimmering as if two golden flames danced within them.


    In a trance, it seemed he could glimpse another chaotic world within them.


    So that''s it!


    The so-called Demigod is one who, through the medium of Divinity, allows an individual''s soul to merge and resonate with the essence of the world!


    Mortal strength may have its limits, but if one relies on the whole world, freely calling upon magic power and controlling the rules, then life can truly be called a God.


    Only the soul''s strength and the physical body''s endurance limit one''s reach.


    Thus, a life that lights the divine fire can only be called a Demigod.


    Luo En''s thoughts whirled, continually refining his understanding of cultivation and of this world.


    In the process, magic power from miles around became visible like an aether tide, converging on him, celebrating the birth of a new Demigod upon the Sea of Okeanos.


    Rich and pure magic power particles constantly washed over his flesh and bones, perfecting his body to adapt more fully to the world, to hold and call upon more magic power.


    Perhaps sensing danger, the fish and sea beasts attracted by the scent of blood in the nearby waters panicked and fled in all directions, among them not a few gold-tier monsters.


    Looking at the adversaries he had once handled with care now trembling in fear under the divine might of the Demigod, Luo En couldn''t help but smile, a sense of surreal alienation rising in his heart.


    Unexpectedly, the Ascension was successful so quickly.


    Things were going smoothly.


    The three prices were to hand over the battle-hardened Athena, to find and destroy a Temple of Apollo in the vast Sea of Okeanos, or to kill Poseidon''s Demigod progeny...


    Each one was suffused with the shadow of death.


    If Luo En had known that the Dice of Chance was such a cursed object, he would never have rolled those numbers.


    Wait, it seemed that right after he had returned from the Netherworld, Hecate had tossed the die to him.


    But because he had always maintained a certain vigilance towards this woman, he had left the object to gather dust in Hecate''s Temple for years, rarely even touching it.


    At that thought, Luo En''s mind clarity returned, as all his questions were suddenly answered; his gaze landed coldly on the Goddess of the Crossroads.


    "So, from the beginning, this was intended for me..."


    "Didn''t you say you wanted to overturn Olympus? I''m merely fulfilling your wish, guiding you onto the path you ought to tread," Hecate replied with a smile, spreading her hands as if questioning.


    Luo En was left speechless, his heart filled with gloom.


    Big sister, I was just joking, who told you to take it seriously?


    The creditor patted the debtor''s shoulder in a friendly manner, comforting him benevolently.


    "Rest assured, I am not some evil deity who would stand by and watch you march toward death. That''s why I waited until you ascended to a Demigod, earning the right to enter, before officially drawing back the curtain on this game."


    "I truly thank you!"


    Realizing there was no escaping his debt, Luo En gritted his teeth and expressed his gratitude reluctantly.


    Hecate seemed oblivious to the deep resentment in his words, smiling gently as she waved her hand.


    "No need for thanks, it''s only what''s expected."


    "..."


    Luo En choked again, fell silent for a moment, then, gathering himself, he spoke while clutching the Twelve-Sided Die in his hand.


    "Then, once I''ve paid the chip, I can leave the game?"


    "You should know that in gambling, there''s only a difference between zero times and countless times."


    With a reassuring smile that belied the underlying harshness of her words, Hecate dashed Luo En''s last sliver of hope.


    "But don''t worry, the die will be cast at regular intervals, ensuring you have enough chips to continue playing at the table of [Fate]."


    In the face of Luo En''s expression, which was on the verge of tears, the Goddess of Gaming pushed the indebted man into the game, offering her encouragements and blessings.


    "So, whether your Dice of Chance can eventually leverage [inevitable fate], is something I''m really looking forward to."


    "If I get the chance, I will certainly not disappoint you," replied Luo En, forcing a smile on his face, maintaining superficial respect while internally desiring to lash the Goddess who pushed him into conflict with the Twelve Olympians a thousand times!


    Hecate smiled and waved, signaling her farewell.


    But as she turned to leave, something seemed to strike her, and she abruptly turned back, kindly reminding him.


    "Oh right, if you don''t make a choice within the allotted time, like a die cast at random, the chip will be matched randomly. Good luck."


    "...!"


    On the shore, as Luo En thought about how to deal with this gambling Goddess after surviving, he suddenly shivered, his face turning green as a chilling dread crawled from his spine to the top of his head.


    But before he could respond, the three divine edicts on the bronze altar in his mind faded and disappeared.


    Simultaneously, a cold wind and waves rose up at sea as a massive figure fell onto the Volcanic Rock Island like a meteorite, scattering debris everywhere.


    A low roar, filled with both excitement and cruelty, came from within the billowing dust.


    "To run into you here, you damned sheep thief!"


    Luo En, seeing the immense figure that loomed large as a small mountain, had his expression change drastically as his body instinctively tensed like a bowstring.


    It was him!

 Chapter 24: 20: The Aggrieved Party Comes Knocking

    On the volcanic rock island, an arm that resembled one cast from bronze extended for several meters, carrying a sharp sonic boom as it cut through the thick dust, swinging towards what was ahead.


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, a thunderous explosion rang out as if from flat ground, causing the entire island to tremble. Debris and dust were flung in all directions, resembling locusts as they swept everything away with irresistible force.


    However, amidst the storm and tremors, a dazzling golden light stood firm, forcefully halting that fierce punch.


    "Polyphemus..."


    Standing behind the defensive charm, Luo En spoke somberly, his silver hair wildly fluttering in the chaotic air currents, and his squinting eyes locked onto the fierce and ugly face, with blue-black skin and a stature of over ten meters, of his old nemesis.


    Polyphemus, son of the god of the sea, Poseidon, and the sea nymph Thoosa, was a fierce and brutal one-eyed giant from Sicily who liked to eat humans.


    At the same time, he was also a neighbor of Aiaia Island and had encountered Luo En and Circe a few times.


    However, clearly, from the reaction of the one-eyed giant, those were definitely not pleasant encounters.


    To be precise, he was the victim in the story.


    ����As a giant with an incredible appetite, Polyphemus in Sicily usually relied on free-range sheep to stock his pantry, in addition to the rich marine resources of the Sea of Okeanos and the occasional ships of mortals that lost their way and came knocking, serving as side dishes for his snack.


    Thus, his life was quite bearable.


    However, a little rat with human bloodlines slipped onto his island time and again, not only stealing his painstakingly raised sheep but also releasing the imprisoned mortals amidst the chaos, making him endure a miserable existence of starving for three out of nine meals a day.


    For this reason, the one-eyed giant was mocked by his kind on Sicily for a long time.


    Although Polyphemus later learned of this little rascal''s origins, he was still helpless.


    On one hand, Aiaia Island had a powerful magic barrier that was difficult to pinpoint; on the other, the enchantress managing that island was a challenging demigod to contend with, who also had intricate connections with an ancient goddess.


    So, the unfortunate one-eyed giant could only swallow his broken teeth in frustration.


    But unexpectedly, today, in his quest to fill his belly and hunt sea beasts, not only did he unintentionally discover a newly-forming island nearby, but he also encountered the very nemesis he had bitterly despised.


    At this moment, meeting the enemy, his blood boiled with rage.


    Polyphemus twisted his ferocious lips into a sinister, maniacal laugh.


    "Ha ha, little rat, you''ve finally crawled out of your hole. Without that bird-winged woman to protect you this time, let''s see where you run off to!"


    The rough voice, like sandpaper rubbing against glass, poured into his ears, making Luo En, who had just ascended to demigod status and could not fully control his heightened senses, deeply furrow his brow as his brain rapidly processed the confrontation.


    Polyphemus... demigod rank... son of the god of the sea, Poseidon...


    The rock spears, like falling meteors, struck the golden-red magical barrier one after another, producing deafening roars.


    The clouds around them were torn and pushed aside by the violent impact, the Hermes script that made up the magical barrier successively shattered and extinguished, leaving glittering cracks spreading across it.


    "Bang!"


    In the blink of an eye, the defensive charm that stood before him completely fell apart, and the chaotic magic tide swept in all directions.


    "Pugh!"


    Luo En, suffering from the backlash, turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood before tumbling into the sea.


    What an idiot!


    Polyphemus spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, his hairy and ugly face revealing a smug sneer.


    The difficulty of herding one sheep compared to a flock was incomparable.


    Those energetic rams always scurried about during feeding, and the slightest lapse of attention would let them stray far from the shepherd''s sight.


    In order to control these unruly rams with the least effort and energy, Polyphemus often resorted to throwing stones and such to drive and intimidate the straying rams, herding them back to graze obediently within the meadow, waiting for the day they would be culled and slaughtered.


    Over time, he had mastered a nearly unerring throwing technique.


    However, as there were few rivals in the nearby seas, this skill was little known.


    Caught off guard, that damned little mouse suffered the same humiliating fate as those rams he had once toyed with.


    And next, he would employ the rest of the methods he used on those foolish sheep to properly entertain this stinky rat.


    So, should he eat it directly, or skewer it and grill it?


    Thinking of the taste of human flesh, the one-eyed giant salivated, picked up a conveniently sized rock spear, and with a malevolent smile, strode towards where Luo En had fallen.


    However, before he could take a few steps, a strange cracking sound came from underfoot on the volcanic rock island.


    "Crack��!"


    In an instant, a web of fissures spread across the entire island, torrents of seawater burst from the crevices like a final straw breaking the camel''s back.


    Suddenly, the island crumbled, rocky fragments plunged downward, dragging the unsteady cyclops along and down into the boundless sea.


    "Buzz!"


    Meanwhile, beneath the surface, the furious magic tide surged, pulling thousands of tons of seawater into azure serpentine forms that coiled and bit at the falling Polyphemus.

 Chapter 30: 26: Ten Consecutive Deviations, Drawing Cards Will Surely Bring Disaster

    Alright, alright, alright, so this is how we''re playing? I refuse to believe this!


    Luo En watched as he lost all the gambling funds he had painstakingly amassed without reaping any tangible benefits, grinding his teeth in frustration and decisively sketched out a Hermes Script, opening the Magic Array to pour out his very last bit of capital.


    Thirteen bronze badges clinked and clattered to the ground, appearing quite meager��these were the scraps he had saved up over half a month.


    Because the difficulty of the [Daily Chapter], [Weekly Chapter], and [High-Difficulty Chapter] almost exponentially increased, their exchange rates were 100:1.


    Therefore, to exchange his bronze badges, equivalent to a consolation prize, for a hard-fought silver badge and wager a bigger bet, he needed to complete the [Daily Chapter] 100 times, which is to say, spending a whole 100 days.


    Chances were, by the time he''d saved enough to play again, he himself might have already kicked the bucket��the process was sincerely maddening.


    With that time, he''d be better off directly excavating resources from the [Weekly Chapter].


    However, at the moment, with no other choice, he could only use what little capital he had to try his luck in the friendly pool, even if it meant treating a dead horse as if it were alive.


    Luo En inwardly scoffed, picking up the twelve-sided die from the ground with a dispirited toss.


    The five familiar snake patterns caught his eye, symbolizing the Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare, Athena.


    The gods of Olympus have many ranking methods, but the most mainstream is to rank them based on strength and status.


    The twelve chief gods correspond exactly to the numbers on the twelve faces of the die:


    1 King of the Gods Zeus, 2 Queen Hera, 3 God of the Sea Poseidon, 4 Goddess Demeter, 5 Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare Athena, 6 God of Light Apollo, 7 Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, 8 War God Ares, 9 God of Love Aphrodite, 10 God of Fire Hephaestus, 11 Goddess of the Hearth Hestia, 12 Divine Envoy Hermes.


    (In Chapter 14 earlier, the number 3 inaccurately represented War God Ares; it has been corrected to 8, please refresh.)


    At this moment, seeing the result of the throw, Luo En was far from excited��instead, he had the constipated expression of utter despair.


    If it had been the silver pool, this roll might have been the jackpot, but unfortunately, he was drawing from the infuriating friendship pool, where Athena hardly ever provides anything good.


    Or rather, it''s mostly the lowest-tier reward.


    Sure enough, as the die stopped spinning on the ground, the bronze badge in Luo En''s hand twisted and transformed into a bronze coin with an image of Athena on one side and an owl embossment on the other.


    ����Reward obtained: Athena''s Bronze +1...


    ����Specific use: Worth about the same as a common coin, not enough to buy a bread in the city without owing two more...


    It always shows up when it''s not needed, and when it shouldn''t, it barges in; he really was down on his luck.


    While sulking and muttering complaints, Luo En threw the Athena''s Bronze into the Magic Array.


    In a dark corner of the space, there were two more of the same kind, outcomes of previous draws from the friendship pool.


    I''d rather have some cash to buy a plot of land for a grave!


    Seeing his hard-earned thirteen bronze badges quickly disappearing, Luo En, deflated and filled with anger, clutched the last remaining badge tightly in his hand and looked bitterly at the serpent-rock twelve-sided die on the ground.


    His card draws had never been this unlucky before, even that scammy pay-to-win game he had a hand in designing would at least ensure a purple item in ten consecutive draws.


    This is the twelfth time without a single hit, even friendship pool drop rates aren''t supposed to be this cruel.


    Dice goddess, let''s not mess around anymore, all right? I don''t ask for gold; give me something I can use for now.


    As Luo En complained about the crappy card draw system and declared that not even a dog would play such a broken game, his body honestly picked up the die, and he threw it for one last chance.


    Under his nervous gaze, the die tumbled two and a half times, finally landing on the number 10.


    Meanwhile, as a sudden weight descended upon his hand, a blue oracle emerged within his mind.


    "Hephaestus''s Collection: Wings of Icarus (Damaged)..."


    In an instant, Luo En''s face, which had almost lost all hope, lit up with brilliant excitement, his eyes shining as he gazed at the lightweight creation resembling bird wings and surrounded by the essence of wind element.


    Icarus, son of the great craftsman Daedalus from Greece, according to myth, Daedalus was once commissioned to build a Labyrinth in Crete for King Minos. Later, to prevent secrets from leaking, the king imprisoned both father and son.


    To escape to freedom, the incredibly smart Daedalus lured seagulls into the high tower with leftover food, patiently collecting their feathers, and also gathering wax drippings from candles. In the end, Daedalus crafted a pair of wings for himself and his son using feathers, string, and wax, bestowing upon humans the ability to fly.


    Once everything was ready, the father and son took off from the tower on the island and flew over the Sea of Okeanos.


    But during the crossing of the great sea, Icarus forgot his father''s warning before taking off and kept increasing his altitude blindly, causing the Sun''s heat to melt the wax. The feathers on his wings began to fall one after another.


    By the time Icarus realized, it was too late. He fell into the sea like a leaf losing control, his wings shattered upon impact, scattered across the sea and lost to view.


    Now, based on the current results, it''s very likely that Hephaestus, the God of Craftsmanship, had taken an interest in the unique craftsmanship of those wings and casually added them to his treasury as a collectible.


    Acceleration, ability to fly?! At this very moment, having figured out the ins and outs, Luo En completely ignored the "damaged" notification following the Wings of Icarus. His head was filled with the four words that summarized the outcome, and the surprise from such a dark turn of events was boiling in his heart.


    He had gotten not only equipment for emergencies but also with the necessary repair techniques. Hephaestus was truly generous!


    Luo En brought up the Hephaestus''s blessing, which he previously considered worthless, looked at it enthusiastically over and over, without sparing any words of praise in his heart, completely forgetting that he had just cursed Hephaestus to his face.


    "Boom!"


    Just as Luo En was basking in the joy of his loot, a violent roar emanated from the island. Pebbles from the stone wall started cascading down as shrill screams and angry curses were faintly mixed in with the wind.


    Those mad dogs are at it again!


    Luo En''s expression grew stern as he braced himself for the imminent threat.

 Chapter 31: 27: The Psychology of Gaming Tactics is Dirty

    On the Nameless Island, a violent explosion and fire sparked clouds of dust several meters high in the dense jungle; the pungent stench of blood hit one''s face, and intermittent, wretched screams were chilling to the bone.


    "What are you standing around for? Are you deaf? Rescue them!"


    The middle-aged man with a long, narrow face and somber expression glanced at his subordinates standing around him like stakes and growled through clenched teeth with a blackened face.


    At this, three Imperial Guard soldiers wearing water-patterned bronze armor as if awakened from a dream, rushed into the smoke and dust, dragging two bloodied comrades out of the dense jungle, frantically administering aid.


    "How are these two useless things faring?"


    Seeing several of his subordinates busily failing to make a difference, Dakres, a squad captain of the Imperial Guards, couldn''t help but step forward to inquire.


    The Imperial Guard soldiers responsible for the healing answered with sweat streaming down their faces.


    "Serano''s leg is broken, Andries has a through and through wound in his abdomen, they''re both bleeding heavily, we''re out of magic potions, we didn''t bring a medic with us, and we just can''t stop the bleeding!"


    "Then carry them to a nearby place with water, the blessing of the God of the Sea will heal them, do I really need to teach you this?"


    Dakres''s long and narrow face clouded over with anger as he cursed furiously.


    Under the cold watch of their captain, the three Imperial Guard soldiers shivered involuntarily and hastily carried their two badly injured comrades toward a nearby stream.


    "A bunch of idiots, I really don''t know how they passed their final assessments!"


    Dakres watched as his men scurried away like scattered rabbits, and his irritation swelled, he snorted with gritted teeth.


    "Forget it, they''re just greenhorns that the higher-ups put in to gild their records, no use getting mad at them."


    From behind, a burly man as strong as a bear with his left eye bandaged, stepped forward to pat Dakres''s shoulder, offering a wry comforting smile.


    Since this pursuit battle had begun, his reputedly calm old friend had grown increasingly irritable, with the frequency of his cursing and kicking rising significantly.


    Upon hearing the consolation, the low pressure lingering around Dakres eased slightly, his complexion regained some calm, and he turned to look at the burly man behind him.


    "Sorry, Andrew, that was irrational of me."


    The Imperial Guard captain''s gaze lingered on the sturdy man''s bandaged eye for a moment, a hint of guilt flickering in his own.


    That lost eye should have been his.


    If it were not for his old comrade pushing him aside at the critical moment, taking the hit himself...


    Just the thought of that bloody scene turned Dakres''s face morose, and a strong sense of humiliation welled up inside him.


    What was expected to be a simple pursuit mission had turned into an insufferable nightmare.


    Since when did such a shameless scum emerge in the Sea of Okeanos?


    "That bastard must be nearby! Andrew, you take two people to bring the wounded to the seashore, the rest follow me! We''ll chop this bastard to pieces and feed him to the fish!"


    Dakres ordered with a grim face, without waiting for his friend to try to persuade him otherwise, he and another demigod deputy captain named "Sanos," along with the remaining four Imperial Guard soldiers, spread out in an encircling move towards the upper part of the stream with rapid speed.


    Because they were almost psychologically scarred by the ambush, the two demigods simply ignited the divine fire within their bodies, drawing on vast tides of magic power to form a barrier around themselves that was tens of meters thick with a deep azure glow, then charged forward with themselves as the vanguard.


    Instantly, wherever the two light shadows went, there was devastation; the dense forests on both sides of the stream kept bursting forth with explosions like thunder from a clear sky, and dust billowed up.


    Six of them?


    Good, they''ve split up! It seems the plan was a success!


    At this moment, based on the sounds and reactions of magic powers from the entrance of the upstream cave, Luo En quickly came to a conclusion and breathed a slight sigh of relief.


    Generally speaking, on the battlefield, crippling the enemy''s soldiers tends to have a better effect than outright killing them,


    On one hand, screams and blood could disturb the judgement of the opponents and affect their morale; on the other hand, the injured soldiers would need to be moved and attended to, which means at least one person would be involved in the transfer, sometimes two. This effectively increased the number of combat losses.


    At first, Luo En thought this way too and didn''t deal a deadly blow directly.


    But he underestimated the nearly perverse self-healing abilities and tenacity of life inherent in the creatures of the age of gods.


    Furthermore, these Atlanteans, with the blood of gods and the blessing of the God of the Sea, could quickly recover and regain their strength just by soaking in water, even with severe injuries.


    Therefore, with no other choice, Luo En had to eliminate his opponents as directly as possible to minimize the threat.


    However, this time, his main goal was to escape; using two wounded soldiers and a bottle of poison to restrain another demigod and two Golds was definitely worth more than it cost.


    Currently, according to the hint from "Blessing of the Artisan God," the materials needed to repair the "Icarus Wings" were mainly two types��feathers from birds and high-quality wax.


    There were plenty of bird feathers in his storeroom, which he had secretly collected when Circe was molting. It seemed that the feathers from the Witch of the Eagle would work much better than those of ordinary sea birds.


    Next, only the wax remained as the needed material.


    And on his way to the island to heal, it seemed he had seen several beehives to the southwest, which should contain usable beeswax.


    Time was short, he needed to speed up!


    As the roar outside the cave grew nearer, Luo En made up his mind, determined to burst out of the cave entrance before the pursuers could corner him inside, and take a desperate gamble.


    "Found him, over there!"


    The six pursuers who arrived rapidly at the scene also spotted the trace of the target, grinding their teeth with hatred as they charged toward the perpetrator of countless vile deeds.

 Chapter 32: 28: I Gave You The Opportunity, But You Are Useless!

    "Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!"


    Within the dense forest, a gale stirred. Streams of divine light, compressed to the extreme, swarms of Hermes curses, and sharp Orichalcum secret arrows came from all directions, emitting a shrill whine as they tore through the air. Like meteor showers, they fell relentlessly, creating explosions one after another.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    At the center of the concentrated fire, Luo En directed a small portion of his magic power toward vital areas, unfolding layers of defensive charms. The vast majority of his power he channeled into his legs, nimbly dodging the continuously incoming rubble, wood chips, curses, and arrows, all to maximize his speed of escape.


    Even though the two Atlantean demigods had undergone their ascension long ago, and in terms of both divinity and magic power accumulation, they generally far surpassed Luo En, they could only watch, slack-jawed, and eat dust behind his eloquently fluid steps and a physique as slippery as an eel.


    However, as battle-hardened veterans, when they saw that their dense offensive had not managed to slow down their target, they decided to abandon their fruitless efforts. They, too, channeled all their magic power to accelerate to the maximum.


    But after only a few steps in pursuit, they heard a crisp "crack, crack" from beneath their feet.


    The demigods involuntarily stiffened, mechanically lowering their heads to look at the crystal rune stones at their feet etched with Hermes script.


    Blazing light was bursting forth along with the shattering of the runes.


    "Boom! Boom!"


    Two explosions rang out behind them, fierce heatwaves sweeping in all directions. Luo En''s lips curled into a satisfied smile, but he didn''t slow down for a moment, not looking back as he continued to sprint towards the southwest of the small island.


    Such impact was just a drizzle for demigods and, though unexpected, was unlikely to inflict any real damage; it could only delay them briefly at best.


    If only there had been seven times more of those, it might have been a different story.


    Unfortunately, those were the last few he had in hand.


    As Luo En hastened his pace to break away from the battle, he even felt somewhat grateful to the foolish bird teacher who had trained him to have such a robust physique and ability to survive against all odds.


    Although the process had been painful, without a doubt, he had directly or indirectly mastered a plethora of life-saving skills.


    In the Sea of Okeanos, a land filled with Titans and monstrous creatures, he might not be the most powerful demigod, but he was definitely the best expert at fleeing.


    As everyone knows, being alive is the prerequisite for dealing damage.


    Luo En kept his eyes and ears open in all directions while trying to maintain a good mindset, finding humor amidst adversity.


    Finally, after about a quarter of an hour of intense running, he arrived at the dense forest where he had previously found a beehive.


    But at the same time, the two dusty and disheveled Atlantean demigods were gradually closing the distance due to their superior divinity and magic power levels, appearing on a gentle slope a hundred meters away. Their bloodshot eyes stared coldly and mercilessly at Luo En ahead of them.


    "Gentlemen, come in and let''s finish this, I''m right here waiting for you, I promise I won''t run!"


    At once, the footsteps outside the dense forest paused again, and no further steps were taken.


    Time slipped away, second by second; it was unclear whether it was but a brief moment or several long hours.


    Finally, the forging light died, and the battered Wings of Icarus had perfectly assimilated the other two materials, unveiling a new form.


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at the still, quiet entrance to the dense forest behind him, he couldn''t help but mock in jest.


    I''m giving you a chance, but you just can''t take it, can you?


    However, just as Luo En was about to scoff in secret, a sudden change occurred.


    "Buzz buzz buzz buzz!"


    Within the oppressive, dull drone in the air, magic power from all around crazily converged above the dense forest, creating an etheric tide that stretched for kilometers. Water-blue tridents filled with a murderous aura emerged above, their mighty force capable of blasting the entire desolate island into rubble!


    They might not have been able to discern whether their foe had truly laid an ambush, but clever people have their own ways, and the simple-minded have theirs.


    If reaching into a burrow and failing to catch the mouse lurking inside risks a bite,


    Then better to just overturn the entire burrow!


    In that moment, feeling the danger as the rite imbued with Poseidon''s might activated, Luo En''s scalp tingled, and he grabbed the Wings of Icarus in front of him without hesitation, pressing them onto his back and frantically infusing them with magic power.


    "Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!"


    As the water-blue tridents began to fall from the sky, Luo En, having completed the final step, vibrated the Wings of Icarus on his back, soaring into the sky.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    Bursts of explosive sounds shook the earth, and the entire island shattered to pieces, as a graceful figure rode the wind towards the vast expanse of the Sea of Okeanos.


    "Damn it! That bastard got away again!"


    Having failed once more, the two demigods who had jointly invoked the rite seethed with anger, their eyes bloodshot and teeth clenched in frustration, only able to helplessly jump in rage on the disintegrating island.


    "To the ship!"


    Just then, a rough voice came from the sea. The other demigod vice-captain, who had previously escorted the wounded, was steering a shuttle-shaped battleship pulled by several Sea Beasts, gesturing them to come aboard.


    The people on the island were overjoyed and leaped onto the ship, embarking once again on this relentless chase.

 Chapter 33: 29: Want to Die? Or Dont Want to Live?

    Atop the Sea of Okeanos, howling gales shredded the clouds from all directions, while enormous waves surged forward, covering the sky and the earth alike.


    Underneath the dark billows, several giant sea beasts resembling gray mackerel sharks, their crescent-shaped caudal fins stirring the water, pulled streams into rope-like forms, dragging the sailfish-shaped warships on the sea surface. With the assistance of the wind and waves, they surged forward at breakneck speed.


    "Southwest star position, 800 meters away, fire at a 45-degree angle upwards, now!"


    At Acting Captain Andrew''s command, the six remaining Atlantis Golden Guards, still capable of fighting, immediately drew their bows and released a volley of arrows toward the target in mid-air.


    They''re like relentless ghosts!


    Sensing the piercing sound of arrows cutting through the air behind him, Luo En''s brows knotted in frustration. He cursed under his breath and, by adjusting the intensity of the magic power output, he controlled the Icarus wings on his back to change altitude and angle, nimbly evading the incoming arrows.


    However, just as he executed his evasive maneuver, the two demigods at the ship''s bow cooperatively placed two golden-bronze arrows etched with delicate wave patterns and a faint glimmer of starlight on their bowstrings, drawing the bronze longbows to their full extent.


    A familiar and intense sense of crisis boiled over in Luo En''s heart, causing an instinctive shiver down his spine.


    Orichalcum secret arrows! Again?!


    Almost at the moment this thought flashed through Luo En''s mind, the air behind him emitted a mournful whistle, as the icy edges blocked his ascending and descending space from above and below, bringing an immediate crisis.


    Using the first volley of the Golden Guard''s arrows to force the target to reveal his weaknesses, and then allowing the demigod experts to seize the moment, they fired a second, truly fatal volley of orichalcum arrows, known for their superior armor-piercing capabilities.


    One must admit, through the trial of this pursuit, the Atlantean Guard had grown rapidly, forming an increasingly cohesive teamwork strategy.


    But their opponent had not been standing still either.


    At the critical juncture, Luo En suddenly cut off the supply of magic power to one side of the Icarus wings, and with a sudden change in the airflow, spun his body in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the orichalcum secret arrows'' pincer attack from above and below.


    My turn!


    At the same time, Luo En''s eyes narrowed as he pulled the ancient bronze longsword forming in front of him from the magic circle diagram and hurled it with a fierce toss.


    "Hiss!"


    The longsword emitted a piercing whistle as it cleaved through the air.


    The two demigods instinctively unleashed their divine power, erecting a sea-blue light barrier at the bow to repel the incoming longsword.


    "Crack!"


    Upon impact, a clear sound of fracture followed.


    What is this...


    Captain Dakres suddenly raised his head, to his shock seeing the bronze longsword, now covered in cracks, had been traced with layers of Hermes script using Divine Blood, indicating one meaning��Burst!


    At the same time, dazzling streams of light burst forth from the cracks of the bronze longsword, and thousands of sword fragments shot out, transforming into a close-range, unstoppable metal torrent.


    "Pop, pop, pop, pop!"


    At the moment of contact, the sea-blue light shield shrouding the ship completely shattered to pieces.


    Dammit!


    Caught off guard, the two demigods'' pupils contracted in panic, and they hastily erected a second barrier to protect the nearest few.


    "Boom!"


    The warships and the sea beasts towing them were instantly perforated by the violent metal torrent, vanishing amidst a stunning explosion and blaze of light.


    Phew, finally shook them off.


    Seeing he had destroyed the greatest threat to disengagement and successfully increased the distance from those pursuing Atlantean Guards, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Crack..."


    Of course, those favored by Hermes tend to be blessed to some extent, making them agile, adept at hiding, and top-notch at navigating dangers and delivering messages.


    And that "Skester," the felt hat middle-aged man, with Hermes'' Divine Blood flowing through his veins, was among the best of them.


    However, his greed was also notably infamous within the industry.


    If it weren''t for the high risk and reward of this mission, they would never have brought along someone so fixated on money.


    Furthermore, keeping the peace among them was attributed to other factors.


    For instance, as a fellow demigod and veteran, even the bald strongman wasn''t confident that he could subdue Skester, the inheritor of Hermes'' Extreme Speed, let alone his own greenhorn deputy.


    In fact, they were not thieves but the strongest elite Celifos could assemble, bearing an important mission from the king that could not be compromised.


    If they were to tear each other apart, it wouldn''t bode well for anyone.


    "Enough chit-chat, get back to work!"


    The bald strongman steadied his thoughts and waved his hand to issue the order, prompting the dozen or so guards and laborers around him to hasten the pace of transporting the goods.


    Watching the ancient stone slabs and sculptures engraved with cryptic script being loaded onto the ship, the strongman''s mood, initially soured by the prospect of financial loss, began to ease considerably.


    Even though this expedition didn''t yield the [Divinity''s Blood] that his majesty the king most desired, finding an abandoned temple on this desolate island was an unexpected bonus.


    As long as they could safely transport these items and [that thing] ashore, it would compensate for the losses and mistakes of this venture, netting a fortune for everyone.


    The bald strongman, while considering how to splurge back in town, couldn''t help but glance a few times at the surrounding sculptures.


    For some reason, he felt there was something odd about the statues on the island, as if...


    ����they were living people forcibly stuffed into stone shells.


    A gust of cold wind blew by, and the bald strongman involuntarily shivered, subconsciously shrinking his neck and urging aloud.


    "Hurry up! We must load everything we can onto the ship before it gets dark! Once Skester returns, we''ll set sail immediately!"


    Everyone glanced at the sun sinking toward the horizon and quickened their movements accordingly.


    About a quarter of an hour later, the bald strongman pacing on the spot couldn''t help but grow restless.


    Strange, why has there been no word from Skester after so much time?


    Could it be...


    Almost instantly, the bald strongman extinguished the baseless speculation in his heart and reassured himself.


    How could that be possible, Hermes'' bloodline is best at running away; nearly no one can catch him if he wants to escape!


    Surely something has just delayed him, let''s wait a bit longer.


    Soon, the bald strongman calmed down and continued to direct his subordinates to plunder the treasures of the abandoned temple on the island.


    Meanwhile, in the dimly lit thicket.


    A relative of Hermes, staring at the faintly flickering Burst Runes beneath his feet, felt beads of sweat roll down his forehead.


    "Don''t move, they''ll explode."


    A kindly reminder came, and from the deep pit ahead, the "corpse fallen from the sky," originally the focus of Skester''s attention, slowly rose from the ground, dusting off the dirt and dead leaves before flashing him a slight smile, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.


    "So, do you want to die? Or do you not wish to live?"


    "..."


    Confronted with the two choices, Skester wordlessly opened his mouth, his expression turning rigid.

 Chapter 34: 30 Chaos is a Ladder

    "So, you were commissioned by the king of Celifos Island to explore this abandoned sea temple with a fleet?"


    A quarter of an hour later, Luo En raised his hand to stroke his chin, glancing at the middle-aged man in a felt hat who sat in front of him, sniffling and shedding tears as he spilled his background and identity like beans from a bamboo tube. Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly.


    Celifos Island? That name seems vaguely familiar. It feels like I''ve heard it somewhere...


    "Little brother, I''ve said all there is to say, I''m just a guide."


    Seeing that the person across from him showed no intention of letting him go, Skester pled with a long face and, to alleviate the other''s concerns, swore earnestly to the heavens with a solemn face.


    "Don''t worry, I know the rules. I didn''t see anything, and I know nothing!"


    Luo En, coming back to his senses upon seeing this, couldn''t help but find it a bit amusing.


    "Oh, quite the expert, huh, old pal? It seems you''ve run into this sort of thing more than a few times, right?"


    Skester coughed dryly a few times to hide his embarrassment, squeezing out a somewhat sycophantic smile while leaning slightly forward in unison.


    "Ahem, it''s all just to scrape by, isn''t it? No need to stake my life."


    "So..."


    Luo En drawled, his tone playful yet mocking as he looked towards the middle-aged man''s hand, which had at some point moved to his back waist.


    "...how many have believed that spiel of yours and are still alive?"


    He''s been found out!


    In an instant, Skester''s pupils constricted, and he suddenly burst into action, pulling a dagger from behind his waist as fast as lightning. The blade, with its whistling wind noise, streaked towards Luo En''s throat.


    The previously timid middle-aged man in the felt hat became decisively vicious and cold in his actions and gaze at that moment, like a cheetah revealing its fierce fangs.


    As expected, how could the demigod descendant of Hermes be an innocent and pure little white rabbit? After all, the Divine Envoy they worshipped was renowned throughout Greece for being a notorious swindler and thief.


    A cold smile sketched across Luo En''s lips with no hint of surprise.


    "Crack!"


    The crisp sound of snapping echoed through the dense forest, as Skester''s right hand, holding the dagger, twisted grotesquely like a pretzel. Shards of white bone jutted through the skin, exposed to the air.


    "Ah��!"


    Agonizing pain struck, and the blood descendant of Hermes nearly blacked out and collapsed to the ground.


    "If you move again, not even Zeus can save you..."


    A ghostly voice rose near Skester''s ear. He shivered and quickly bit his tongue to force himself awake, firmly halting his forward-leaning body and standing his ground to avoid accidentally triggering the Burst Rune beneath his feet.


    "Pretty quick reflexes, befitting a descendant of Hermes, the God of Speed."


    Accompanied by a tone that was both mocking and playful, Luo En stepped closer, his hand lightly resting on the other''s right shoulder while the other hand smoothly took control of the bronze dagger that had slipped from the middle-aged man''s grasp.


    "I was just trying to crack a joke with you. With such little tricks, how could I ever measure up to you?"


    Skester, enduring the pain of his fractured bone, twisted his face into a tight knot and forced out a strained chuckle, his face insincerely flattering, though he cursed non-stop inwardly.


    What kind of monster was he dealing with today? Not only was he crafty, but his reflexes were even faster than his own as a blood descendant of Hermes!


    "If that''s your last word, I''ll take it as a compliment," Luo En said, his eyes slightly smiling, as he deftly twirled the bronze dagger��its blade shimmering with a blueish tint, seemingly coated with poison��between his slender fingers.


    As mentioned before, there are indeed disparities among demigods.


    The blood of deities often becomes diluted over the generations of their offspring.


    Though he was somewhat reluctant to admit it, he was after all one of Zeus''s first generation of offspring, and those he had faced in the Sea of Okeanos were mainly high-purity hybrid monsters and Titans.


    Previously, in a brief glimpse across the void, Luo En saw in the deserted temple square a collection of human-shaped sculptures, likely those bold hunters who coveted the miraculous effects of the "Blood of Gorgon."


    These presumptuous hunters misjudged their strength, ended up as prey themselves, and all turned into stone sculptures on this island, awaiting the erosion of time.


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the middle-aged man in the felt hat, his eyes filled with contemplation.


    It turns out that the king of Seriphos, Perseus'' foster father and Demigod hero, had begun to harass the Gorgon Sisters long ago.


    Nevertheless, his repeated attempts ultimately failed, and he turned this difficult task over to his foster son, Perseus.


    And, judging from the process and outcome of the battle, Perseus must have achieved Demigod status at the very least, in order to have the strength to flee alive from the Sea of Okeanos, pursued by the divine-class snake-haired Gorgon sisters Stheno and Euryale, after slaying Medusa, who was also a Demigod.


    At least for now, it seems that Perseus had not yet grown to that stage.


    Unexpectedly, among the twelve mortal women decreed by Zeus, Luo En, the fifth in line and son of Semele, had advanced to Demigod status earlier than Perseus, the son of Danae?, who was the fourth in line.


    It seemed that the pace of his growth was indeed extraordinary, but for the sake of his own life, he would be cautious and keep a low profile upon entering the city.


    "So you knew about it too, that''s even better!"


    At this moment, the Hermes descendant who had recovered his wits first, repressed his astonishment and showed an expression of joy.


    Luo En smiled, steadying the blade that spun at his fingertips, but did not withdraw it.


    "The value of this piece of information is not enough to buy your life."


    "No, no!"


    Skester shook his head repeatedly, his eyes darting around like a thief, and after ensuring no one else was around, he whispered mysteriously and quietly.


    "What I mean is��I can help you get the ''Blood of Gorgon''."


    At this point, hearing this unexpected good news, Luo En''s smile grew even brighter.


    What was Hermes known for again?


    ��The god of deceit, lies, trade, and theft.


    If that guy had the ability, the ruler of Celifos Island who posted the bounty would have long had his wish fulfilled, and there would be no need for the future demigod hero, Perseus, to be involved, would there?


    Still dishonest at a time like this, might as well...


    Just as Luo En was about to flick the tip of his dagger upward, a huge wave sound came from the distant shore.


    The familiar smell of the sea that followed made his eyelids twitch involuntarily.


    "Boss Skester, you there? The goods are almost ready. The boss sent me to ask if you''ve run into any trouble? When can we depart?"


    Meanwhile, outside the dense forest, several trembling calls came through, and two followers of Hermes, both wearing felt hats and cloaks, were carefully making their way inside.


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched again, and he couldn''t help but inwardly curse.


    With wolves ahead and tigers behind, and the Gorgon Sisters lurking somewhere on the island, what bad luck!


    But, if you think about it from another perspective.


    Perhaps, within crisis, an opportunity was fermenting, and chaos could be the ladder!


    Luo En''s gaze swept over both sides, his face revealing a bright and mysterious smile. He warmly extended his hand to pat the shoulder of the Hermes descendant and leaned in close to the man''s ear to whisper.


    "Ever thought about pulling off a big heist? Like, the two of us taking all of the goods for ourselves?"


    "Hiss!"


    Skester took a sharp intake of breath at such a crazy thought and then looked down at the poisoned dagger approaching closer to his neck. Nodding his head like a pecking chicken, he smoothly made his choice.

 Chapter 35: 31: What Is Considered a Master of Stoking Fire? (Hands on Hips)

    In front of the abandoned temple, dozens of people bustled about the square, transporting the loot they had harvested onto the ship. The bald, muscular man responsible for supervising the work occasionally glanced toward the dense forest by the distant coast, his brow gradually knitting together.


    Since that half-blood descendant of Hermes had failed to return for so long, his unease prompted him to dispatch two more men to investigate the situation.


    However, to this moment, there was still no sign of activity from the other side.


    Under the gloaming, the forest by the sea resembled a monster lurking in the dark, chewing and swallowing life, sending shivers down one''s spine.


    Just as the bald strongman hesitated, out of nowhere, a sudden explosion roared like thunder from the ground.


    "Boom!"


    Fierce flames shot up from deep within the forest, swiftly forming a violent shockwave that swept across all directions. As it passed, grass and trees were shattered, and rocks turned to dust, forming a huge mushroom cloud that expanded rapidly before the naked eye.


    Even from halfway across the island, the deafening explosion and the trembling ground beneath their feet caused many people in the square to stagger.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    Accompanied by the dull sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, two figures, tossed into the air like rag dolls by the blast, clumsily got up from the earth.


    One had a face smeared with blood, his expression one of panic.


    The other was none other than Skester, who had lost contact earlier.


    At this moment, the right arm of this half-blood descendant of Hermes was twisted in an unnatural way, and his abdomen had been stabbed. Blood, tinged with hints of gold and red, poured out from his grievous wounds. His face, pale as paper, barely retained any color or signs of life.


    "Bastard, don''t even think about running!"


    Meanwhile, a roar filled with murderous intent came from behind, followed by several deep blue Tridents whistling through the air along with the surging waves.


    "Get down!"


    In an instant, the bloodied attendant jolted to action, crying out forcefully while simultaneously tackling the half-dead Skester to the ground, rolling forward.


    "Thud, thud, thud, thud!"


    Before the others in front could react, the deep blue Tridents, narrowly missing the two men''s heads, landed in the square, sending up sprays of blood and cries of agony.


    As the scene descended into chaos, the bloodied attendant, dragging the half-dead Skester, quickly got up from the ground and rushed into their own camp before the next wave of attack could arrive.


    Such agile response was enough to make one acknowledge his devotion to Hermes, the God of Speed.


    "What are you waiting for, want to die? Help out, damn it! Fight off these looters!"


    With the urgent shouts reverberating in their ears, the people on the square, suddenly struck by the attack, snapped out of their daze.


    Seeing the sorry state Skester was in, who had gone to gather information, and coupled with the screams of their companions and the thick scent of blood in the air, they instinctively stirred their Magic Power and drew their weapons.


    At this moment, several streaks of sea blue light that were pursuing them across the sky seemed to be intimidated by the momentum on the square, abruptly halting. They moved their lips as if trying to speak.


    "Don''t let them cast spells!"


    Timely warnings resounded amongst the crowd, as the figure who cried out loudly took the initiative to throw the dagger in his hand, signaling the charge.


    "They''re outnumbered, flank them!"


    Following the lead sheep''s example, those who had been caught off guard, their nerves stretched taut, each pulled out Spears, hand crossbows, and axes to welcome their attackers.


    The pursuers, equally unwilling to wait for death, instinctively counterattacked.


    In no time, the two clashing forces were fully engaged on the square, the intensity of the battle escalating with each clash of steel and each spurt of blood.


    Skester couldn''t help his bitter complaints, and felt an urge to jump ship and flee. But the paddles cutting the water had already pushed the boat towards the deep sea, far from the shore.


    And with the bone in his right arm still dislodged and an abdominal wound that nearly gutted him alive sending piercing pain, he slumped against the side of the boat, feeling an even stronger sting in his nose.


    What master escape artist? What clever schemes? All delusions!


    Thinking about how he had crawled out of that bloody battleground, dragging his near-dead body to the coast, thinking he was so clever when in fact he had been under the other''s watch the entire time, Skester shivered and felt bitter indignation.


    His feigned death and sneaky escape had been known to the other party all along, who was just toying with him.


    However, even though he wanted to slice his opponent finely and feed him to the fish in the sea, Skester still pulled a professional, fake smile on his face and showed proactiveness.


    "You''re right! This is the boat I prepared for you to leave the island, and there''s also a generous gift inside. It''s all the best stuff on this island!"


    The demigod opened his mouth, displaying the eloquence inherited from his ancestor Hermes, and effortlessly turned his treacherous escape and the hoarding of treasures into a thoughtful gesture for Luo En''s sake.


    Then, he paused, glancing at the temple square where the sounds of battle seemed to have weakened slightly, and carefully suggested,


    "Let''s get going while we can?"


    Although he had ensnared both parties with his superb acting and the right amount of misinformation.


    But upon closer reflection, many details would not hold up to scrutiny.


    Moreover, the disappearance of the two instigators was an irreparable gap.


    Once the other side realized what was happening, they might face not one, but both sides'' pursuit.


    Luo En smiled, continuing to row leisurely, showing no signs of urgency as he gazed at the increasingly distant island, lips curling up into a smile.


    "I forgot to tell you, before catching up to you, I did something else."


    "What?"


    Skester froze for a moment, asking instinctively.


    "Snap!"


    Luo En let go of the paddle, raised his right hand, and made a sharp snap with his fingers.


    "Boom!"


    At that moment, a violent explosion erupted from the other side of the island, with deep blue water shooting into the sky, wooden fragments scattering, and a ruined warship billowing with thick smoke slowly sinking into the deep sea.


    Simultaneously, upon the temple square, the hesitation of the bald, muscular man turned into rage upon seeing this.


    "The boats! They''ve destroyed our boats! And all of our stuff!"


    An intense killing intent spread, and the clanging sounds of armor rubbing together filled the air.


    Their true identity was not that of bandits but regular soldiers of Celifos.


    Without regaining the Blood of Gorgon and any compensatory loot for their losses at sea, and with their only means of transportation destroyed, their fate was clear to imagine.


    If we can''t live, then neither will they!


    The remaining warriors were agitated, stripping off their outer clothes to reveal the standard armor underneath, roaring with fury.


    "All in! It''s fought to the death with them!"


    Meanwhile, several Atlantean Guards who were already disoriented by the fight just stood numbly and mechanically faced the human soldiers rushing at them, determined to fight to the death.

 Chapter 36: 32 Lolita, I really havent lured

    "Tsk, tsk, two demigods, a bunch of gold, and they even know how to cooperate? This must be Celifos'' regular army, right?"


    Luo En, who was rowing at the edge, felt the crazy surging of the Aether tides on the island and slowed down the speed of his paddling. With a smile that was not quite a smile, he glanced at Skester beside him.


    "It looks like His Majesty the King has really invested heavily in this endeavor."


    Realizing there was no way to disembark the pirate ship, Skester made a face that was on the verge of crying and helplessly nodded, revealing all he knew about this exploration.


    It turns out that as Perseus, the King''s adopted son, grew up and exhibited extraordinary talent, combined with the King''s own gradual aging, the ruler of Celifos Island had already felt a pressing pressure and danger. After all, Greece had a fine tradition of regicide and ascension to the throne.


    Thus, he issued bounties one after another, sending people to search for the legendary Blood of Gorgon.


    But most of the regular civilian forces never returned.


    In the end, the King of Celifos, who was no longer willing to wait, simply gathered all his available forces and spent a fortune to hire a follower of Hermes as a guide, going all-in on this exploration.


    However, the outcome was probably going to disappoint him.


    The fleet that landed on the island had searched the entire abandoned temple but did not find the legendary Gorgon Sisters.


    "Boom!"


    The violent explosion that thundered over the island again interrupted Skester''s narration, with dazzling flames soaring into the sky and limbs flying in all directions.


    Seeing the gruesome battle scene and the terrifying destructive power of both sides, Skester could not help but swallow, his face turning pale.


    "Who exactly are those chasing after you?"


    "The Atlantean Guard..."


    "Hiss!"


    Hearing that nonchalant reply, the demigod offspring of Hermes broke into a cold sweat on his forehead and was filled with inward bitterness.


    Great, not only had he screwed over the Celifos he was hired by, but he had also provoked the Atlanteans who dominated the seas.


    If he wanted to consider his own safety, he would probably have to give up his sea-faring livelihood from now on.


    At this moment, as intense vibrations came in waves, the sea began to roll with mighty waves, causing the small boat carrying the two men to sway from side to side. The concentration of Aether magical energy particles in the air also climbed steadily.


    Luo En''s brow furrowed tightly, and he gradually reined in his smile.


    Something wasn''t right. The Atlanteans had been battered by him, they should not be this strong...


    And the source of the vibrations seemed not to be from the ground, but... from underground?!


    After a brief pause, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly looked up at the shaking island.


    "Boom��!"


    Simultaneously, a ground-splitting roar erupted, and the fierce chasm tore open the island as if it led straight to the depths of the Netherworld.


    Slithering noises of serpents hissing and tongues flickering came from the darkness like steel needles piercing everyone''s hearts and eardrums.


    Panic, despair��various negative emotions uncontrollably spread.


    Immediately after, two hideous and immense shadows gradually emerged from the thick night, revealing terrifying contours.


    They were magical beasts with the lower bodies of purple serpents and the upper bodies of human women.


    They were goddesses with golden wings on their backs and a chilling, exquisite beauty.


    ��The Medusa, the Gorgon!


    "Bang!"


    The claws covered with serpentine scales crossed over the abyss, climbing onto the shattered temple plaza, and two figures towering like small mountains grew even taller.


    The Aether magical energy particles that furiously converged toward the Formless Island excitedly thrived in the air, the purple-red glow produced by their fierce friction, lighting up half of the dark sky.


    Even if he wished to cultivate a good relationship with the Gorgon Sisters, now was not the time.


    First he had to preserve his life, everything else could wait.


    Thinking this, Luo En hastened the pace of his rowing.


    However, as the sound of waves spread and reached the island, his heart suddenly contracted violently, a strong sense of crisis surging forth, and he felt like a frog targeted by a serpent in the dark, a chilling coldness spreading throughout his body in an instant.


    "Get down~!"


    As the growl escaped his lips, Luo En, his face changing color, did not hesitate to throw himself down.


    Almost at the same moment, snake pupils sparkling with madness and rage coldly surveyed the sea surface.


    With eyes meeting, the unprepared Skester suddenly felt a heaviness on his body, his consciousness sinking into darkness.


    "Hiss!"


    The next moment, a purple-red magic eye opened and closed, unleashing a highly compressed beam of magic power that swept across the sea surface, raising giant waves and plunging the area into chaos and darkness.


    Finally, the night ended, and dawn broke.


    The turmoil and chaos of the deep sea were cleansed by a sliver of sunlight rising in the early morning.


    "Splash!"


    With a crisp sound of emerging from water, a drenched, tall figure flipped onto a small boat that was quietly floating on the surface.


    "Cough cough..."


    Luo En lay on the deck, coughing slightly, then glanced at the calm surroundings and lay down exhausted, breathing heavily.


    Is this the gap between a demigod and deities? Isn''t it too terrifying?


    After a brief rest, Luo En murmured complaints while getting up and looked gloomily at the half statue remaining on the deck, shaking his head in resignation.


    "I told you to lie down, but you wouldn''t listen, and now look what happened, not even Zeus could bring you back."


    After a few seconds of silent mourning for the unfortunate descendant of Hermes, Luo En tossed the half-sculpture into the deep sea, then sat on the deck, looking around the unfamiliar waters, feeling somewhat at a loss.


    Without a guide and directionless, where should I go now?


    As depression set in, Luo En couldn''t help but grumble about the culprits who had brought about this unwarranted accident.


    Big sisters, I was just passing by; did you really have to use a map cannon on me?


    "Crack!"


    Just as a certain victim was in the midst of his sorrowful complaints, a strange cracking sound came from the cabin below his feet.


    Following that sound was a familiar presence that made his blood pressure soar.


    Gorgon!


    Luo En twisted his neck stiffly, forcing a dry smile on his face as he turned to look at the open cabin behind him. His gaze shifted from feigned sycophancy to confusion and finally settled into complex astonishment.


    At the bottom of the hold, cluttered with secret inscribed stone slabs and bronze ritual vessels that had slid aside, a half-human-high purple-red cocoon revealed its form, rising and falling with the frequency of breaths, pulsing like a heart.


    Inside it, a petite humanoid figure was curled up with arms wrapped around herself, nestled within the amniotic sac.


    The morning sun rose, and a ray of light entered the dim cabin.


    Within the purple-red cocoon, a pair of eyes opened as if sensing something, their pure and unique rectangular pupils gazing quietly at the figure standing outside the cocoon.


    The corners of Luo En''s mouth twitched slightly, his thoughts churning tumultuously.


    He now finally understood why only two of the Gorgon Sisters had appeared the previous night. He also finally knew why those sisters had crazily slaughtered all the intruders on the island and had targeted him with a map cannon.


    Now, it seemed like the trouble had just become much bigger!

 Chapter 38: 34: Brother, You Smell Good

    As night fell over the Sea of Okeanos, the water flowed with gentle ripples and a cool breeze blew through the air. A small cedar boat drifted lightly, breaking the reflected brilliance of the Milky Way.


    "Creak~"


    A faint trembling sound came from the wooden planks inside the cabin, where a diminutive figure lay on all fours, half-crouching in a corner.


    In the darkness, those purple-red eyes with rectangular pupils glittered mysteriously, as the tiny head stealthily, ever so stealthily, approached the figure lying next to it.


    Suddenly, those closed eyes in the darkness opened and stared at the face that was now so close.


    "What do you think you''re doing?"


    After a brief silence, Little Medusa raised her head to meet Luo En''s gaze and responded in a hollow voice.


    "I''m hungry..."


    "If you''re hungry, go find something to eat by yourself."


    Luo En pointed outside the door and spoke without expression.


    "But..."


    Little Medusa looked straight at Luo En in front of her, her coiling pink tongue unable to resist licking her lips.


    "You smell so good..."


    "..."


    In the silence, the corner of Luo En''s mouth twitched violently.


    He got it, he was being eyed up again...


    Of course, this was not a matter of desire, but rather, like his enchantress teacher, a great interest in the scent and physical structure of Luo En himself.


    To put it more precisely, what Medusa was exhibiting was a hunting instinct typical of serpentine mythical creatures.


    They generally prefer to feed on the blood of living beings to absorb magic power.


    The higher the purity of the blood of the target, the stronger the divinity and magic power, and the more intense the aroma emitted.


    As an offspring of Zeus and the legendary future God of Wine, Luo En was an undisputed mobile blood pack to Medusa''s temptation.


    Especially after she had just completed her advancement and had been dangling on the tasteless roasted fish, her craving for blood naturally increased day by day.


    Finally, on this night, she seemed unable to restrain herself from biting down.


    But in terms of vigilance and wariness, Luo En clearly had the upper hand.


    "Gurgle~"


    The clear sound of throat movements echoed in the cramped cabin, interrupting Luo En''s thoughts.


    Regaining his senses, Luo En saw Medusa, who had somehow stealthily approached again, and his face darkened.


    However, immediately after, he extended his arm forward with a smile that was not quite a smile, his expression complex.


    "Want to eat?"


    Medusa unconsciously swallowed, her gaze fixed on that fair arm, and her eyes, glowing with a growing heat, seemed as if they could pierce through the skin, clearly visualizing the abundant veins and the crimson delight flowing within.


    Fish again tomorrow...


    Medusa muttered under her breath, feeling dejected. She let out a deep yawn and finally succumbed to the onslaught of drowsiness, her little head tilting as she drifted into Dreamland.


    In the morning, a savory aroma, distinct from the fishy smell, filled the cabin, waking the sleeping Medusa.


    Medusa''s delicate nose twitched, and her sluggish spirit suddenly revived. She rubbed her bleary eyes, sat up from the bed, walked out of the cabin barefoot onto the deck, and curiously looked towards the pot of meaty breakfast Luo En was stewing.


    "What''s that?"


    "Last night there was a fish tide nearby, which drew lots of seabirds. I managed to knock down a few in the chaos."


    As Luo En flipped the wooden spoon and yawned, he responded nonchalantly.


    Medusa glanced at the blood-stained harpoon beside her and the small pile of feathers on the deck, looking slightly stunned.


    "It''s almost ready, go wash your face first, then let''s eat together."


    The reminder at her ear brought the Gorgon back from her daze, and she obediently completed the pre-meal preparations.


    Before long, the bird meat that had been stewed for most of the night and was now completely tender was brought from the kitchen and served at the table.


    Medusa eyed the bowl with its greasy, rich soup and the sizable chunks of bird meat, and involuntarily touched her grumbling belly.


    Still so hungry...


    For a blood-drinking species, the magic power, vitality and satiety provided by blood were incomparable to regular food.


    But...


    Medusa slightly raised her purplish-red eyes, gazing at the figure beside the ship''s railing who was engrossed in gnawing on a piece of fish, and pursed her lips.


    It should be delicious.


    The petite Gorgon held up the clay bowl, closed her eyes, and took a big slurp of the thick soup, imagining the sweet and tangy taste of blood in her mind.


    As if in a trance, she felt as if she had indeed tasted blood from this bowl, the warm satisfaction spreading from her stomach into her belly and flowing to her limbs and body.


    Delicious!


    Medusa''s eyes widened involuntarily, and she took another big slurp, relishing the previous indulgence.


    The familiar sensation returned, accompanied by a faint sweet and tangy taste on the tip of her tongue.


    Sweet and tangy?


    Medusa paused, her gaze dropping forward.


    A hand holding a skewer, long and pale, resembled exquisite white jade.


    The only imperfection was a slight scratch on the back of that hand.


    Medusa opened her mouth to speak, but Luo En, who had been leaning against the railing, suddenly stood up, threw the fish in his hand into the churning waves below in frustration, and shouted excitedly.


    "Land! It''s land! We can go ashore!"


    At the same time, a visible coastline along with the connected mountains and the characteristic marble buildings of human city-states came into view for both of them.


    ```

 Chapter 39: 35: Minotaur, Charge!

    In the lush trails by the forest just off the northern shores of the island,


    the "foreigners," one tall and one short, who had successfully smuggled themselves ashore glanced at the towering city walls and the majestic gates at the end of the road before ducking into the shade of the trees to begin the standard process of rehearsing their cover story.


    "What do you call me after we get in?"


    "Luo En..."


    "Bang!"


    A dull thwack landed on the little head of Medusa as Luo En, with a darkened face, repeated,


    "Brother, you call me brother! From now on, you are my sister, and we are sibling merchants from Celifos, making our living out on the sea, got it?"


    "Oh..."


    Medusa rubbed her slightly aching head, uttering a monosyllabic word nonchalantly, her attitude rather perfunctory.


    As for how much of that the Gorgon sister had taken in, perhaps only she knew.


    Forget it, even if siblings call each other by first names, theoretically there shouldn''t be any mistake.


    Luo En reluctantly raised his hand to massage his slightly swollen temple and, after a bout of self-comfort, continued speaking.


    "And your own name?"


    "Anna!"


    This time, Medusa''s answer was decisive, and her tone was not as lifeless as before.


    Clearly, she quite liked this new name.


    And in Greek, from which the name originates, it means "grace," "mercy," "gracefulness," or "favor," signifying a blessing of good fortune and hopes.


    Luo En nodded satisfied with the response and gently petted the little girl''s head as a reward.


    In the world of the divine age, a true name often reveals the origin and nature of a being, possessing some kind of mystical power. Furthermore, actions such as curses, prophecies, and spell locks, all require it as a medium.


    Therefore, exposing something so crucial to one''s survival could potentially invite unnecessary danger and trouble.


    So, for safety''s sake, Luo En had specifically created an alias for Medusa before entering the city, to hide her identity.


    There was no helping it; the notoriety of the "[Sisters of the Gorgon]" and the "[Blood of Gorgon]" was simply too great��for the mortal humans, they were akin to walking treasures.


    As for Luo En himself, there wasn''t such a necessity.


    The market was exceptionally lively. Stone sculptures, gold and silver products, jewelry, pottery, bronze smelting, seasonal fruits and vegetables, and basic snack foods were all available.


    Looking past the bustling crowd straight to the end of the road, one could see a grand palace, rectangular in shape and covering 22,000 square meters, with stern axial lines, standardized column structures, and skylight-style lighting, all radiating a unique Greek charm.


    There lay the cultural and political center of the entire Crete Island��Knossos Palace.


    And this magnificent residence belonged to a figure of great renown in Greek mythology.


    ��The ruler of Crete, one of the future three Judges of the Netherworld, son of Zeus and Europa...


    As Luo En followed the related memories, his thoughts touched on the last title that emerged in his mind, and a pleased smile curled his lips.


    ...as well as the well-known Minotaur victim��King Minos.


    It was said that Minos''s ascent to the throne was not legitimate as he had seized the kingship from his older brother Radamanthys and banished him before securing his place as the new ruler of Crete Island.


    To whitewash the sanctity of his succession, he once prayed to Poseidon for a divine sign to prove that his usurpation was justified. Consequently, Poseidon granted Minos a tremendous white Bull and demanded him to sacrifice it to the God of the Sea.


    But the Bull was too beautiful, and Minos ended up sacrificing another one instead, infuriating Poseidon, who cursed Minos''s wife Pasiphae with a desire for the beast.


    To hide the shame, Minos hired Daedalus to create a wooden cow for Queen Pasiphae, into which she was concealed.


    Due to its lifelike construction, the white Bull mated with this wooden cow and Pasiphae became pregnant, later giving birth to a creature with the body of a man and the head of a bull, the Minotaur, signifying "Minos''s Bull."


    In the end, when the scandal was exposed, Minos ordered Daedalus and his son Icarus to build an underground labyrinth to imprison the monstrous Minotaur.


    After the accomplishment, Daedalus and his son also became prisoners, which led to the story of their flight across the Sea of Okeanos and the wings of Icarus.


    Of course, by Luo En''s estimation.


    In the matter of imprisoning Daedalus and his son, King Minos as the instigator harbored somewhat personal grudges.


    It was Daedalus who made the wooden cow so realistic that his own wife succumbed to a Bull.


    Minos couldn''t retaliate against Poseidon and was also ashamed, so Daedalus''s size and stature were just right to bear the brunt of his fury.


    So, in Greece, what really matters is power.


    After silently mourning for the unfortunate soul of Crete Island for three seconds, Luo En casually pulled Medusa by the hand and while moving forward, began to speak out loud about the next arrangements.


    "First, we''ll find a shop to sell our catch and other items, and then we''ll take a look around, buy some things including a sea chart, and then consider our next steps..."


    Silence at his side, with the tug on his hand growing increasingly heavy.


    Luo En turned his head and saw Medusa staring intently at the nearby stall with milk, grilled eggs, fruit preserves, and other dazzling local snacks, a hint of crystal saliva unknowingly hanging at the corner of her pink lips, gradually elongating.

 Chapter 40: 36: I could fool 10 people at once with the likes of Medusa!

    Seeing the scene, Luo En couldn''t help but chuckle, and he nonchalantly pulled Little Medusa by his side over to a nearby stall to make an inquiry.


    "Excuse me, how much is this?"


    "Three Athena''s Bronze."


    "And this one?"


    "A bit more expensive, five pieces."


    "..."


    Soon, Luo En''s hands were filled with a variety of local specialty snacks.


    "Here, try these."


    Seeing the delicious skewers presented before her eyes, Medusa couldn''t help but swallow saliva reflexively, but she seemed to hesitate a bit in an effort to maintain her usual aloofness.


    Luo En slowly raised his arm, a mischievous smile on his face.


    "Oh, not eating? Well, then I''ll eat it all."


    "Who said I''m not eating!"


    As the fragrant food seemed about to sprout wings and fly away, Little Medusa could no longer resist the temptation and grabbed Luo En''s arm, taking her share without courtesy and munching it eagerly.


    As different flavors bombarded her taste buds, bringing pleasurable delight, the last bit of embarrassment and reserve on the young girl vanished, and she focused on savoring the handful of snacks in her hand.


    Luo En shook his head with a light laugh, nibbling on a skewer of roasted eggs as he strolled through the bustling market with Little Medusa by his side, inquiring about prices for the items they had.


    After several rounds of asking and investigating, he finally chose a relatively fair-priced shop to sell his goods.


    Total earnings: 14 Hera''s Silvers, 107 Athena''s Bronzes.


    Meanwhile, he and Medusa had eaten away about a quarter of the income as they walked and snacked along the way.


    It had to be said, as the royal city of Crete Island, things here were not cheap.


    Of course, hidden away on that ship, there were still many valuable items, such as temple stone tablets, God of the Sea''s ritual vessels, and mystical study materials, among others.


    All those carefully handpicked treasured items from the thieving leader were sure to bring in a great windfall if sold.


    However, first of all, those items were too conspicuous and easily attracted unwanted trouble.


    And second, thanks to the gold coins that the Twelve Olympians exploded with every day, he wasn''t exactly short on money; if he ever ran out, he could just utter a few more blasphemies, so there really wasn''t any need to take such risks.


    Luo En casually pocketed today''s gains, his face breaking into a friendly smile as he struck up a conversation with the elderly man at the counter.


    "Sir, could you tell me what temples there are in the city and how to get to them? I''d like to make an offering to the deities, hoping for a smooth journey ahead."


    Taking Medusa to Athena as a means of teaching her a lesson was certainly not an option he had considered.


    But at the moment, aside from this, there seemed to be no better choice.


    "Stranger, may the goddess protect your journey."


    The old man lifted his hand to his chest and nodded as he offered his blessing.


    After briefly thanking him, Luo En, holding Little Medusa''s hand, stepped out of the shop and looked towards the columned temple in the northwest.


    It''s just a visit, she can''t be that petty, right?


    He muttered to himself for a bit before looking down at Medusa, who was still engrossed in her snacks, and forced a gentle smile on his face.


    "Shall we go for a walk over there?"


    "I don''t like them."


    Medusa shook her head, her eyes filled with strong resistance.


    In the mythological world of Greece, most monsters were labor tools for the gods and a whole bunch of achievements and leveling-up experiences reserved for demigod heroes.


    Although the three sisters had escaped slavery, they were still unable to avoid being hunted by the outside world.


    Therefore, Medusa naturally didn''t have a favorable impression of the gods who were orchestrating it all.


    Luo En blinked and spoke leisurely.


    "I heard that the marketplace there is more prosperous than the one in the east, and there''s even a greater variety of food."


    "..."


    At these words, Medusa''s eyes lit up, clearly tempted.


    "And drinks too��the weather calls for a cup of chilled grape juice and pomegranate juice. It''s simply unbeatable."


    "I''ll go!"


    Immediately, Medusa, lured by her cravings, no longer hesitated and swiftly raised her little hand, her face full of eagerness.


    Even before Luo En could move, the next moment, Little Medusa decisively grabbed him and headed towards the northwest corner, taking the initiative.


    Luo En, dragged along, couldn''t help but shake his head in amusement.


    Tsk tsk, isn''t this girl too easy to trick? I could fool ten of them at once!


    Soon after, the corners of Luo En''s lips lifted, sketching a wicked curve on his face.


    How could this do? He must seize this opportunity to show her the dangers of human nature and what true "cruelty" is!

 Chapter 41: 37 Stealing Athenas Tribute

    In the ancient and grandiose stone temple, Luo En held Medusa''s little hand and followed the flow of worshipers into the main hall.


    The dawn''s light streamed through the dome''s skylight, casting itself upon the marble deity throne up ahead, where a luxurious statue crafted of sandalwood, gold, and ivory carvings for exposed skin caught their eyes.


    The female sovereign atop wore a bronze helmet crown, her clearly defined long hair cascading like a waterfall behind her head, a wooden owl perched upon her shoulder, her upper body draped in snake-patterned armor, her right hand grasping the Spear of Victory, her left donned in a sheepskin Divine Shield [Aegis] adorned with golden tassels, her tall and straight figure radiating chill authority and an inviolable sense of sanctity.


    Minosians worshipped the Goddess. Although male deities were also mentioned, descriptions of goddesses far exceeded those of their male counterparts in the Minosian religion; for example, the mother goddess who presided over fertility, a female animal sovereign, a female protector of cities, families, harvests, and the Netherworld, and so on. Some believed these to be different manifestations of the same Goddess, who commonly possessed animal representations like snakes and birds.


    And all these traces reflected upon Athena, who bore the titles of the snake and owl goddess upon Olympus.


    As the crowd bowed in prayer, the blasphemer mingling among them subtly raised his head, eyes glazing over the humble and bowed believers, who willingly offered all their wealth to the deity, and gazed at the female sovereign above disdainfully scrutinizing her divine figure.


    All around was silent; the statue still stood, not responding to the prayers, not comforting the distressed, not punishing the irreverent, not sanctioning the foul.


    Luo En tightened his grip on Medusa''s slightly trembling little hand and turned to blink at the Medusa crouched beside him, too scared to raise her head.


    See, I told you it was nothing to worry about, right?


    Perhaps affected by the casual mood beside her, Medusa mustered the courage to gradually lift her little head, her purple-red pupils stealthily glancing at the face beneath the helmet.


    Because the sculpture was infused with faith and blessed with divinity, at a distance, the face appeared blurred, as if shrouded in a thin mist, preventing mortals from peering at the divine visage.


    But a statue was, after all, a statue��stationary upon the deity throne, posing not even as much a threat as a snarling stray dog by the roadside.


    The inexplicable fears pressing on little Medusa''s heart dissolved like smoke, clearing much of the gloom that had long accumulated on her face and revealing her natural demeanor.


    "This place is so boring. When will it end? I''m so hungry now,"


    the Medusa whispered, rubbing her belly and tugging at Luo En''s hand.


    "Just a moment..."


    Luo En glared at the true "hungry beast" beside him and, upon hearing the internal alert signifying the end of his mission, he completed the orderly process of worship and donation, exiting through the back door of the temple with Medusa.


    As he stepped over the threshold, Luo En paused briefly, looking back at the throngs of poor-faced, starch-washed believers, who still offered everything to the deities, yearning for a better life, and at the extremely luxurious and costly statue capable of sustaining dozens of families for years, he shook his head slightly, murmuring soundlessly.


    Do you really love humans that much, Athena?


    The statue would not respond.


    But in Luo En''s memory, there lay a related future for the Minosians.


    The eruption on Thera Volcano Island, the great tsunami from Occhanos, the relentless acid rains, and the lingering dust clouds��all symbols of "divine wrath" that would toll the bell for their civilization''s demise.


    The Mycenaeans from mainland Greece would ultimately invade and rule over the entirety of Crete Island, burying the worship of the Goddess and the future of the Minosians together...


    It seems you might not truly be worthy of this adoration after all.


    ��My dear... sister?


    "So, the question arises, what was our trouble at the time?"


    "Hungry?"


    After thinking it over, Medusa murmured, touching her tummy.


    Luo En clapped his hands and explained with a cheerful grin.


    "Exactly, you see, we offer what we have to the deities, showing our piety and seeking solutions to our troubles, and in return, the deities reward us with their kindness and aid. It''s a fair trade, no deception involved��doesn''t that sound right?"


    "..."


    Faced with this seemingly logical argument, Medusa was somewhat confused, taking quite a while before she could appreciate the rationale and then spoke with a snort.


    "Did you ask the Goddess?"


    "Of course!"


    "And what did she say?"


    "She tacitly agreed."


    Luo En spoke solemnly, his face serene, while inwardly he muttered to himself.


    Today, he had not only completed a Weekly Chapter but also took the chance to clear the Daily Chapter; the money was well spent, with the bonus of tasting the palace''s fine cuisine, a total win!


    At that moment, a trace of gleeful smile emerged inevitably on that face, subtly revealing one''s true character.


    Even though he was ostensibly at the mercy of that dice, every choice was made by him personally.


    Luo En''s soul, originating from the future, inherently lacked real awe for the so-called deities and fate.


    As his true nature gradually came to light, he even began to enjoy the thrill of fooling the deities. He would blame the dice on one hand while actively scheming and taking the chance to drag Medusa onto his bandwagon.


    After all, this future Medusa was destined to be slain by a demigod hero, with even her head becoming a decorative piece on Goddess Athena''s shield.


    This move could be considered as collecting interest from Athena in advance.


    However, unlike Luo En who found joy in such antics, the innate fear of deities made Medusa''s heart waver, prompting her to remind him in a quiet huff.


    "It''s best if the Lady Goddess indeed thinks that way."


    "Don''t worry, the great sovereign is a compassionate and generous deity; how could she bear to see her devout followers starve?" Luo En said, against his better judgment, as he complimented the wooden sculpture in the temple with self-righteous fervor.


    "Blasphemy against the deities is hardly devout for any believer. With an insincere heart, what right do they have to expect the care of the deities?"


    As the two conversed in hushed tones, a faint murmuring came from the front of a nearby stall. A girl with silver hair down to her shoulders and dressed in a finely embroidered white silk gown placed down the item she was holding and turned to look at Luo En and Medusa under the shade of the trees. Her deep violet eyes were as profound as the night and bright as stars.


    Behind her, a golden-haired, blue-eyed little girl wearing a flower crown was tugging at the hem of the embroidered dress, peeping out with a mischievous grin and sizing up the pair across from her.

 Chapter 42: 38 Riddle Man Rolls Out of Greece!

    Luo En, hidden beneath the tree shade, slightly coughed and flashed a knowing look to his accomplice.


    Medusa immediately caught on and, with her body concealing the action, quickly stashed the stolen goods away.


    What a teachable child!


    Luo En nodded silently, caressed Medusa''s clever little head for a while, then turned and flashed a reserved smile at the person across from him,


    "Just now, it was nothing but light-hearted teasing with my little sister, just a joke."


    "Every joke has a grain of seriousness in it."


    The silver-haired girl at the stand spoke indifferently, her piercing gaze as if she could see the color of one''s soul beneath the skin.


    Under those scrutinizing purple eyes, Luo En resignedly raised his arms, and with a face of feigned misery, struck the posture of someone ready to be arrested.


    "It seems you intend to pursue this to the end? If I''m taken to the temple for punishment over a slip of the tongue, I have nothing to say, but my sister is innocent; she is still a child who doesn''t know anything!"


    At that moment, as Luo En shifted slightly, Little Medusa, who was pushed to the front, looked up confusedly.


    "Hmph, I just dislike some people''s pretentious cleverness and their tendency to twist right and wrong in their favor."


    The silver-haired girl huffed lightly, and her stern expression gradually thawed.


    Luo En detected the significant softening in her tone and the corners of his mouth imperceptibly curved upward.


    This step back as a means to move forward worked!


    He promptly tugged at Little Medusa beside him, who was responsible for diverting the heat, preparing to smoothly capture the opportunity and escape.


    "Thank you for your guidance, next time I will definitely be more careful with my words and actions!"


    As Luo En earnestly made his guarantees, he stealthily began to retreat.


    The silver-haired girl had heard the conversation from tens of meters away earlier, even though he and Little Medusa had whispered very quietly.


    Clearly, she was not some ordinary character.


    Add to that her finely-made noble-patterned dress and the appearance of being well-cared-for, just like the little maid behind her; her status in Knossos City likely wasn''t simple.


    There was no need to stir up such a great trouble over a minor verbal dispute.


    "Wait a moment..."


    However, before Luo En could make a clean getaway, the silver-haired girl stepped forward, her eyes narrowing slightly.


    "It seems like it''s not just a slip of the tongue, right? Stealing offerings is a grave crime..."


    Luo En''s body stiffened, and he turned his head awkwardly.


    In the end, he couldn''t just avoid the important and dwell on the trivial.


    As the atmosphere grew a bit delicate, Little Medusa emerged from behind Luo En, head held high, ready to take the blame.


    "I was hungry!"


    Luo En quickly pushed the unruly head back and maintained a warm smile on his face.


    "So, what do you intend to do? Hand us over to the temple for punishment?"


    "It doesn''t have to come to that..."


    The silver-haired girl''s gaze swept passed the little head peeking out from behind Luo En, her eyes softening, then with a profound cold hum, she turned to face another.


    "After all, that Goddess is known for her ''merciful and generous'' nature, I''m not in a position to reproach her followers..."


    One table had a large dark brown pottery jar, the mouth only wide enough for one hand to slip through, and dozens of discarded pottery shards with riddles on them were placed inside, awaiting selection.


    The other table was laid out with prizes like brews, sweets, clay figurines, and so on.


    Seeing the array of treats and toys, the two little ones following behind them had their eyes sparkling irresistibly.


    With his concerns about the risks now reduced, Luo En smiled and nodded, threw a few pieces of Athena''s Bronze into the basket on the table, and then made a "please" gesture.


    The silver-haired girl didn''t refuse, reached out and took out a shard, and the first riddle appeared before everyone.


    "When you have me, you want to share me, but once you do, I no longer exist. What is my name?"


    "It''s a secret."


    Without waiting for everyone to think it over, a calm murmur came, and the silver-haired girl, who had just read it once, casually tossed the shard onto the table and explained with a smile.


    "Because a secret is something that only one person knows, once it is shared, it''s no longer a secret."


    "You''re right! Correct!"


    The aged vendor let out a hearty laugh, picked up a small clay bird from the other table, and handed it over.


    Behind the silver-haired girl, the little girl with golden hair and blue eyes, who had been eagerly eyeing the prize, immediately accepted it with satisfaction.


    With slender, fair fingers, she patted her little companion on the head, the silver-haired girl turned her head with a smile and looked toward Luo En.


    "Your turn."


    Tsk, such an unwarranted competitive spirit.


    Luo En muttered to himself and randomly picked out the second question from the pot.


    "I am as strong as stone, yet a single word can destroy me. What am I?"


    Soon after, he smiled and calmly gave his answer.


    "Silence!"


    Silence is golden as stone, but can be broken with but a word.


    Just as the pottery shard fell, Medusa received the butter cake she had longed for, and began to bury her head in contented feasting.


    Not bad at all...


    The silver-haired girl''s eyes sparkled with intense interest, and she pointed to the pottery jar with a serious tone.


    "Together?"


    Luo En smiled and nodded; promptly, the third and fourth riddles were pulled out by him and the silver-haired girl.


    "I can bring tears to your eyes, revive the dead, manifest in an instant, last a lifetime. What am I?"


    "I often take you away at night and return you in the day. No one suffers because they have me, but they do suffer from my lack. What am I?"


    Two puzzles caught their eyes and almost simultaneously, both their gazes flashed and they spoke out together.


    "����Memory!"


    "����Sleep!"


    Their answers were precise and correct; however, each had answered the riddle held by the other person.


    Clearly, both had planned to preempt the other''s question, leaving their opponent with no moves to make.


    The unexpected clash left Luo En and the silver-haired girl momentarily stunned, looking at each other in a silent exchange, as a peculiar atmosphere began to spread.

 Chapter 43: 39: I admire you, be my lackey.

    "I want this one!"


    "I want that one!"


    At the stall, two little ones, unable to wait any longer, excitedly squeezed forward, eager to exchange for the prizes they had set their eyes on, instantly breaking the eerie silence between the two adults.


    Seeing the two little fellows cling to the table after receiving their items, staring greedily at the other prizes, Luo En and the silver-haired young lady couldn''t help but exchange a smile, very much in tune.


    "So?"


    "Continue?"


    Upon reaching a consensus, the two stepped forward, and Luo En, following a gesture from the silver-haired young lady, took out the fifth question from the urn.


    "It is the most nimble yet the hardest thing on earth, for it can trap powerful humans in one place. What is it?"


    And the moment the conundrum hit their eyes, two voices chimed in unison once more.


    "�� Doubt!"


    "�� Enigma!"


    Doubt and enigma can cause powerful individuals to fall into hesitation and difficulty, becoming psychological shackles that prevent them from moving forward.


    At this moment, the two contestants looked at each other in surprise, and under a brief exchange of gazes, a sense of admiration seemingly sparked between them.


    When evenly matched, the game becomes all the more interesting.


    "My turn."


    Then, without any reservations, the silver-haired young lady took out the sixth question on her own initiative.


    "I do not exist in the past, yet I am forever in the future. Every living, breathing being pins their hopes on me. What am I?"


    As she gazed at the riddle before her, the silver-haired young lady was momentarily stunned, clueless, and frowned in contemplation.


    "�� It''s ''tomorrow''."


    Then, a thoughtful murmur from behind broke the stalemate, as Luo En, with his arms folded, revealed a serene and confident smile.


    Tomorrow? So that''s it...


    With a bit of thought, the young lady''s frown relaxed.


    It was a riddle posed from a human perspective.


    Only because tomorrow exists do these fragile lives wait and hope, endure the sufferings of the present to keep moving forward, overcome countless obstacles, and create miracles.


    "Your turn!"


    The silver-haired young lady dropped her piece of pottery, stepped back, and gestured to Luo En. This time, however, she stood rigid, eyes firmly fixed on the mouth of the urn, clearly feeling the pressure.


    Luo En nodded, turned his body to the side, and extended his hand towards the urn''s opening to let the participant behind him read the riddle at the first opportunity.


    Seeing this thoughtful little gesture, the silver-haired young lady behind him felt a stir of admiration in her eyes.


    The two little creatures blinked, looking confusedly at the two adults who had been winning one after another just moments before.


    "Ahem..."


    Luo En and the silver-haired girl coughed almost simultaneously, with a flash of embarrassment in their eyes.


    The riddle wasn''t difficult; in fact, for the two of them, it was excessively simple.


    But the answer...


    Finally, after a brief stalemate, the silver-haired girl lost to her own competitive spirit, turned her head away, and coughed before speaking.


    "It''s love..."


    In fact, to speak more precisely, the riddle described what should be love between two people.


    At this moment, in such a setting and atmosphere, the answer was a bit awkward.


    "Ah, it seems I have lost."


    To avoid further embarrassment, Luo En quickly spoke up, breaking the silence and asking with a smile.


    "So, what would the two of you like to eat? It''s my treat."


    "There''s no hurry for that..."


    Having been given an out, the silver-haired girl didn''t rush to take it but instead looked at Luo En with interest, speaking leisurely.


    "You don''t seem like someone who makes a living at sea?"


    "Can''t help it, people need to eat, it''s all for a living."


    Luo En gave a dry laugh, insincerely explaining, and felt vaguely guilty under the scrutiny of those purple eyes.


    At that moment, a richer smile appeared on the silver-haired girl''s face, as if she had been prepared for this, she spoke.


    "Even though it''s all for making a living, casting your talents into the boundless ocean is simply too wasteful. How about this: I can introduce you to a job at the temple, so not only can you have endless snacks, you would also earn a handsome reward."


    Free meals and lodging? Plus money to take?


    Thinking of the delightful flavors of the temple''s snacks lingering in her mouth, Little Medusa''s eyes lit up.


    However, before the excited little head could pop up, it was pressed back down.


    "Thank you for your kind offer."


    Luo En maintained a courteous smile on his face as he politely declined.


    "Even though the food and pay from the temple can fill the emptiness of my body, it cannot resolve the troubles of my spirit. I prefer a vaster world to being bound within these narrow confines."


    A job in the temple? What a joke.


    The Minosians were already on shaky ground; getting mixed up with them, who knows when some lurking god might sweep him away.


    If this ship was destined to sink, why would he blindly leap into a pit of fire?

 Chapter 44: 40: Sweating buckets, arent you, little brother?

    "Are you saying that even the gods can''t provide you with answers to your problems?"


    At this moment, the silver-haired girl''s eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze took on an even stronger scrutinizing intensity, evidently less than satisfied with what she deemed a mere excuse.


    She rarely extended invitations and even more rarely faced rejection.


    "Of course!"


    Luo En nodded without hesitation in response.


    The silver-haired girl crossed her arms in front of her chest and smirked with pursed lips, "Oh? Why don''t you share your difficult question, and let me see what has left the gods helpless..."


    Facing such relentless pursuit, Luo En helplessly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.


    "It''s not anything earth-shattering; I''m just filled with curiosity about this world.


    I want to know why, when a sailing ship comes from afar on the sea, we always see the mast first, then the body of the ship?


    Why do apples fall to the ground instead of flying up into the air?


    Why do objects of different weights, when dropped from the same height, seem to hit the ground simultaneously?"


    These outlandish questions hit her mind, causing the confidence and pridefulness on the silver-haired girl''s face to involuntarily harden.


    Why do you first see the mast, then the body, of a ship sailing in from afar?


    Why do apples fall to the ground, rather than soar into the sky?


    Why do objects of different weights, when dropped from the same height, land at the same time?


    Indeed, why...


    These everyday occurrences, now questioned with a "why," left the silver-haired girl, who had never considered these perspectives, somewhat befuddled.


    Shouldn''t the rules of the world just be as they are, determined by fate?


    And shouldn''t heavier objects hit the ground first when dropped from the same height? Why would they land at the same time? What''s the explanation for that?


    At this moment, not only was the silver-haired girl unable to solve the initial three questions, but she also found herself sinking deeper into contemplation, her mind becoming more chaotic as she pondered further.


    Finally, after half an hour of deep thought, the silver-haired girl looked up in defeat, a mix of helplessness and confusion on her face.


    "All right, I can''t figure it out for now, but even if you did know, what use would it be?"


    "To humanity, the [world] itself is a mystery!"


    Luo En looked up at the sky, surveyed the earth below, and finally fixed his gaze ahead, his eyes reflecting a distant and profound depth.


    "If one could seek out its essence and pursue the truth; thereby understanding life and touching upon concepts; then perhaps one could unravel all the enigmas, grasp the soul, and rediscover immortality."


    "...!"


    Watching the man before her speak with such ease and listening to his grand ideas, the silver-haired girl''s beautiful face first registered shock, then she came back to her senses, a cold huff gathering between her brows.


    "Immortality? How arrogant! Are you suggesting you want to challenge the gods?"


    "Don''t, don''t�� that''s a burden I cannot bear."


    Otherwise, this goddess famed for her wisdom would have most likely discovered his identity as Zeus''s son at first glance.


    "Cough cough, it''s getting late; how about we have dinner first?"


    Luo En steadied his composure, offering a friendly suggestion to Athena opposite him, while inwardly scheming.


    He planned to finish hosting quickly, take Medusa and escape, then get as far away from this city of King Minos as possible.


    After all, the goddess before him was too dangerous.


    A slight oversight from before probably had already given her a hint, and if he were to stay any longer, she would undoubtedly unearth his deep secrets sooner or later.


    However, before Luo En could think of where to find the fastest meal available, Athena across from him chuckled and shook her head.


    "It should be me who treats you."


    "Huh?"


    "Although I solved one more riddle than you did, you raised the last three questions for which I had no answers, so I lost,"


    Athena explained nonchalantly, then pointed towards a house at the end of the road.


    "It so happens I''m going to see a friend. She should have already prepared a meal; let''s join her."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s back broke into a colder sweat.


    One guessing that those who could be friends with Athena were most likely deities themselves didn''t need to think hard.


    And it was very possible that she was one of the Twelve Olympians from Olympus.


    Even though the Dice could keep his identity a secret, facing two upright Chief Gods at once piled the pressure on Luo En.


    So, if possible, he preferred to decline this dinner invitation.


    "Cough cough, to just barge in on your friend like this would be quite impolite, wouldn''t it? Maybe another time?"


    Luo En, with a smile plastered on his face, attempted to gracefully refuse.


    "Next time! I''ll treat you next time!"


    "You don''t want to?"


    Athena squinted and smiled, and then her expression suddenly changed.


    "Fine then, the wager is void. Guards, guards, where are they? There''s someone here..."


    "Stop, stop, stop! I''ll go, I''ll go! If you don''t mind, isn''t that enough?"


    With his weakness in her grasp, Luo En instantly broke out into a profuse sweat, hurriedly grabbing Athena''s raised arm, and humiliatingly consented to the dinner arrangement.


    "That''s better..."


    Seeing the slick guy before her bend to her will, Athena''s face showed a satisfied smile. She raised her hand forward, gesturing for him to follow.


    "Then let''s go, my friend..."


    At this moment, he was in a situation where he''d be caught whether he retracted or extended his neck.


    Luo En cast aside all his distractions, took Little Medusa by the hand, and strode towards the house ahead.

 Chapter 45: 41: Delicate Branches Bear Large Fruit, Tasty and Heaty

    They continued along the road paved with small stones, flat and comfortable.


    Luo En glanced at the surroundings with the corner of his eye, noticing that the stones on the road seemed to be cut into uniform blocks with a copper saw, and there was a well-designed drainage system along the road. Public places frequently visited by the upper class were made from clay, which was used to construct more comprehensive sewer facilities.


    As for the buildings, the houses usually had flat tiled roofs and floors of plaster, wood, or large stone slabs, two to three stories high. They might have built low walls with rocks and rubble, using mud bricks for the higher sections. The transverse beams on the ceiling were meant to support the roof, serving both to light the patio.


    At first glance, the scattered houses exuded the bustling and homely atmosphere typical of human society.


    Creating something from nothing, evolving from barbarism to civilization, merely with hands and intelligence was truly remarkable.


    The city details that could be created with the existing craftsmanship made Luo En, a soul from the future, feel somewhat amazed.


    "We''re here."


    Just as Luo En marveled at the Minosians'' wisdom, Athena stopped and smiled, pointing at the two-story small building constructed of stone bricks and wood in front of them.


    The blonde little girl beside her immediately understood, nodded, and hurriedly tiptoed to the door, excitedly pulling and knocking on the bronze door knocker.


    "Who is it, so early in the morning..."


    With a lazy murmur, the tightly closed door was pulled open from the inside, revealing a petite, youthful girl with the characteristic black hair of the Greeks, rubbing her sleepy blue eyes, standing barefoot on the carpet behind the threshold.


    Inside the house, the bright yellow flames danced joyfully in the fireplace, radiating cozy warmth.


    Therefore, the girl was only wearing a white silk nightgown, the overly loose size hardly covering her thin and delicate figure.


    Thankfully, her unusually ample bust and the blue ribbon that passed beneath her chest and tied on her arms managed to lift the upper part of the garment, preventing it from sliding to the floor.


    Nevertheless, even from several meters away, Luo En could see that flash of snow-white and the slender waist that made one concerned about its sturdiness.


    Mature branches bearing abundant fruit, delicious yet easily causing heartburn?


    In an instant, an apt description crashed into Luo En''s mind.


    "Ahem!"


    A deep cough from outside swept through like a chilly breeze, and the blue-ribboned black-haired girl shivered, more clearly awakening as she saw two familiar faces and two unexpected visitors standing at the door.


    "Ah? Wait...wait a moment, I''ll change my clothes!"


    Suddenly, the blue-ribboned girl, realizing who the visitors were and her own less than graceful attire, blushed and hurriedly closed the door, dashing into the bedroom.


    After the rustling of clothing, the closed door opened again. The girl, now wearing a plain white long dress, held her head high and chest out, maintaining a dignified posture as she came out to greet the guests.


    "Athena..."


    "Ahem!"


    Athena coughed again, and her purple eyes twinkled, sending a subtle and obscure wave forward.


    As the hostess, the girl with the blue ribbon warmly invited the visiting guests to take their seats, then hurried towards the spacious kitchen at the back of the house.


    Luo En glanced at the devoted thin silhouette, then his gaze shifted to the warm and bright hearth inside the house, a flash of clarity passing through his eyes as his lips moved silently.


    ��The Hearth Goddess, Hestia.


    She was the eldest daughter of the second-generation Divine King Kronos and Queen Goddess Rhea, and thus the big sister of Zeus, occupying the highest rank among the Twelve Olympians.


    At the same time, she was also the Chief God in Greek mythology responsible for managing all household affairs of mortals, tending to the fires of Olympus and the Mortal World.


    Fire symbolized her existence, representing her divine authority, and was the assurance of a family''s continuity, stability, harmony, and prosperity.


    This corresponds to the traditions of ancient times. The fire on the altar was lit by the ancestors, and it was the duty of their descendants to keep the flame burning, for the extinguishing of the flame signified the extinction of their kind.


    On the other hand, every family had its own hearth, and every town had its altar. The fire on the altar symbolized the life of the town. When the people of a town established a colony somewhere new, the sacred flame would accompany these brave emigrants to other places.


    Therefore, Hestia would also relocate with the migration of the fire and civilization.


    In a sense, she was the Olympian closest to humankind.


    And upon meeting her today, this Hearth Goddess indeed lived up to the legends, devoid of any airs and warmly welcoming to her guests.


    However...


    Luo En glanced at the Chief Goddess of Olympus who was having a great time with the two young girls and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.


    ...Why does she seem to be not so bright?


    "Achoo!"


    At that moment, as if sensing something, Hestia sneezed loudly then mumbled a few words, placed down the fruit platter she was holding, and turned to look at her grandniece opposite her.


    "Speaking of which, Ya..."


    "Cough, cough!"


    Athena, who was sitting down, glared at her aunt who was on the verge of a slip of the tongue, her face darkened as if she was about to breathe smoke.


    Hestia, coming back to her senses, chuckled awkwardly and quickly changed her question.


    "Pallas! Yes, Pallas, the Harvest Festival isn''t here yet, why did you come to my place early?"


    "What else could it be, another quarrel broke out at home. I came here to take cover," Athena said tersely after taking a sip of honey water to soothe her throat.


    "Oh? What happened? Do tell!"


    Suddenly, Hestia''s eyes lit up, and she eagerly grabbed the fruit platter and moved a stool to sit opposite her grandniece, adopting the look of someone who''s eager for gossip.


    At the same time, Luo En couldn''t help but perk up his ears, holding his breath in anticipation, waiting for Athena''s revelations.


    After all, this was a rare chance to get an insight into the internal affairs of Olympus, and not just for the sake of a gossip''s curiosity.

 Chapter 46: 42 Hephaestus, Come, Put on Your Hat

    In the warmth of a fire-lit room, as Athena spun her tale of deception and manipulation into the drama "Olympian Golden Primetime," Luo En, who had been sitting silently, found himself sweating profusely as he recognized the parallels to his own situation.


    Indeed, this affair was not without his involvement.


    Months earlier, with the aid of the "Dice of Chance," Luo En had stolen some of Ares''s authority, turning the War God from a "mighty man" into a "wilted man." This left his frustrated lover, the Goddess of Love Aphrodite, with no choice but to kick him out, and caused quite a stir.


    Not long after, Ares regained his vigor and reunited with Aphrodite, winning back the affection of the Goddess of Love.


    However, their affair was discovered by the suspicious Hephaestus, which greatly angered the Craftsman God.


    In a fit of rage, Hephaestus mustered all his skill and crafted a golden net. He waited for Ares and Aphrodite to be entwined in their illicit affair and caught the lovers in the act on the bed.


    Unsatisfied, Hephaestus then summoned all the gods of Mount Olympus to publicly expose the cheating pair and seek justice and judgment from them.


    The result, however, ended with the humiliated cuckold''s capitulation.


    On the one hand, most of the onlookers were male deities who found it hard to resist the charms of the Goddess of Love. Even the proud Apollo, upon seeing the coy Aphrodite, was moved by desire and found it hard to be uncompassionate.


    The ever-pleasing Divine Envoy Hermes openly declared that he would willingly be bound to the beautiful Goddess of Love, even with three extra chains, despite being scolded by the other goddesses present. He used this to plead for the wronged Hephaestus.


    Eventually, Poseidon, the God of the Sea who had long coveted Aphrodite, also chose a side.


    It must be noted that with Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, in long seclusion in the Mortal World, Olympus was only home to eleven Chief Gods.


    Confronted with the adulterous Ares and Aphrodite, the supportive Hermes and Poseidon, and the obviously biased Hera who favored her younger son, Hephaestus had to face five deities.


    With Apollo swayed by passion and abstaining from voting, the Goddess of Harvest Demeter remaining apathetic to worldly affairs, and Zeus, who could hardly be expected to speak, given his own dirty laundry, opting to turn a deaf ear.


    Even though Athena and Artemis, the virgin goddesses, stood up for Hephaestus out of disgust for Aphrodite and Ares''s conduct and spoke on his behalf.


    But facing the overwhelming advantage of the opposition, even if a council of divine power were to be held, the result would still be three votes to five.


    Moreover, Hephaestus''s foster mother, the Ocean Goddess Thetis, whom he greatly respected, had settled down within Poseidon''s sphere of influence.


    Luo En, hearing about his great-great-grandmother''s bold exploits, was secretly amazed.


    Damn, a threesome? Are you that capable?


    And the Goddess of Love''s divine power can be used like this? It even comes with a hymen-restoration feature? Impressive!


    No wonder Athena ran away in the middle of the night to seek tranquility with Hestia.


    Watching such a farce unfold right before your eyes, being powerless to do anything, and even if you tell Hephaestus, the victim, you''re just rubbing salt into his wounds and subjecting him to greater humiliation.


    In the end, the Goddess of Wisdom could only look out for herself and find peace of mind by staying out of sight.


    Having finished speaking, Athena glanced at the person who was engrossed in listening and humphed softly.


    "Speaking of which, you do fit the aesthetic of my relative. Do you want me to introduce you to her?"


    "Cough, no need, I prefer to be faithful to one!"


    Luo En jerked alert and hastily chuckled while shaking his head in refusal.


    Just kidding, what hasn''t Aphrodite seen in that field of hers? Even if the Bull Demon King came to plow the field, he''d be drained and devoured; I''d better not get involved with my frail self.


    Moreover, this Goddess''s birth is somewhat tied to Uranus, the Father of Heaven. There might be some unknown secrets and taboos hidden; even Zeus, the wandering anthropomorphic seed-spreader, wouldn''t dare to touch her lightly, rarely involved in any scandal with Aphrodite, let alone a demigod like myself.


    What''s more, if I remember correctly, Aphrodite hasn''t been without demigod lovers, but generally, they didn''t enjoy much pleasure before they met their premature demise.


    Hiss, thinking about it that way, this woman might truly be a calamity planted by Uranus.


    Luo En muttered in his heart about his widely acquainted great-great-grandmother, while sitting up straight, his expression serious, demonstrating his firm stance not to consort with the corrupt.


    Seeing Luo En''s demeanor, Athena, being a virgin goddess, nodded in approval.


    Of course, she had no idea that someone''s so-called faithfulness meant one person.


    But, it could also mean a group...

 Chapter 47: 43 Curiosity Killed the Cat

    "All right, let''s not talk about this anymore, it''s getting late, I''ll go prepare dinner, you guys keep chatting."


    In the house, Hestia, who had her fill of melon, clapped her hands, stood up from the stool, and headed to the kitchen.


    Dinner?


    Luo En blinked in surprise, looked out the window, and realized that the setting sun had already dipped mostly below the horizon without him noticing.


    Unknowingly, this golden prime-time discussion on Olympus had stretched from noon until evening.


    Thankfully, with the snacks carefully prepared by Hestia, they didn''t feel hungry and were all immersed in the gossip and discussions.


    This damned curiosity!


    Luo En slapped his forehead, annoyed with himself.


    "Don''t worry, my aunt lives alone, there are plenty of rooms, and she really enjoys hosting guests. You can stay here tonight without any issues."


    Athena noticed Luo En''s reaction, set down her cup filled with honey water, paused for a moment, looked out at the bustling streets outside the window, and suggested with a light laugh.


    "Additionally, the Harvest Festival is coming up soon. It''s a rare occasion, and with an abundance of food, drinks, and entertainment, why not stay a few extra days and enjoy the festivities before leaving?"


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched, and he instinctively wanted to decline, but he felt a persistent tugging sensation at the hem of his clothes from behind.


    He turned his head and was met with Little Medusa''s longing, shining eyes, and her throat swallowing saliva.


    Thinking of the desolate and ruined temple on Formless Island and those human outsiders who flocked there to persecute, Luo En''s heart stirred, contemplative.


    Humans, under the instigation of the gods, had continuously waged battles against the scattered Titan creatures across the world, creating so-called great deeds to dedicate to the deities.


    The Gorgon Sisters, who had fled from the Arima Dungeon to Formless Island, were among the most evident victims.


    But in truth, humans and mythical creatures were not natural enemies, and the motives of the gods were not pure.


    They mostly aimed to stir up conflicts between humans and mythical creatures, preventing the two powerful groups from forming alliances that could threaten them.


    Perhaps he could use this opportunity to gradually introduce Medusa, who hadn''t yet fallen into madness from persecution, to human society and change her perception of the human collective.


    After all, not all humans were heroes wanting to achieve glory, warriors seeking fame by slaying mythical creatures, or monarchs desiring immortality.


    Those ordinary people who gave everything for a warm meal, strived for simple happiness, didn''t wish harm upon others, nor wanted to be harmed, were the majority in human society.


    To shake the sun-like authority of Olympus, he must leverage every possible power at his disposal.


    According to the instructions for the Dice of Chance, the bronze badge was only valid for the day, the silver badge''s effects could last about a week, and the gold badge could last at least a year.


    Hence, this was also why Luo En wanted to continue to work.


    If he wanted to avoid being perceived by Zeus and the fate of this world, he needed to persist in creating disturbances, using his own "chance" changes to interfere with the calculation of fate''s "inevitability" and to safely lie low.


    Perhaps, from the moment of his accidental and premature birth, he had already become an "anomaly" that this world could not tolerate.


    Glancing at the two little ones who were now buying snacks at the corner of the street, hand in hand, Luo En gently closed the window, arranged the beds, and then stepped out the door.


    "Clang!"


    Just as he stepped out, a dull thud from the hallway reached his ears.


    Luo En looked up and saw Athena standing in front of the railing on the second floor, her hands held as if grasping something.


    At this moment, she was looking down at the floor where two fruits of different sizes and weights had landed almost simultaneously. Her brow was furrowed, as she muttered to herself.


    "Objects of different weights and sizes, if factors like shape and material are minimized, fall at nearly the same speed. If two objects of the same material and shape, with only differences in weight and size, were dropped from a height, perhaps the margin of error would be further reduced..."


    Luo En was astonished upon hearing Athena''s conclusion.


    Just by him mentioning it, she had extrapolated the idea to minimize interference factors and conduct more comprehensive objective experiments.


    This not only allowed her to jump out of conventional thinking��like, "why do a feather and an apple or a lead ball and a piece of paper land one after the other?"��but also nearly led her to deduce the complete laws of free fall.


    Keep in mind that it took nearly two thousand years for humanity to progress from Aristotle''s questions to Galileo correcting the misconceptions.


    What can I say, she truly is the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "Did you come out? Just in time. How did you know? Come over and explain a bit?"


    At this moment, Athena, standing on the second-floor corridor and hearing movement, turned her head to look at Luo En who had just left the room and casually invited him over.


    In an instant, Luo En''s face stiffened.


    He was a theory-spinner, not a practical experimenter capable of in-depth calculations.


    This damn curiosity can really kill a man!


    Seeing Athena''s ignited desire for knowledge and beginning to sweat, Luo En''s brain raced as he frantically thought of a way to escape the situation.


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 Chapter 48: 44 Fight, Fight, I want to see blood flowing like a river!

    "Dinner''s ready!"


    Finally, the heavenly summons from the kitchen was like a lifeline to someone drowning, and he rushed downstairs with utmost speed.


    "I''ll help!"


    Seeing someone flee in such a hurry, Athena could only shake her head, give up for the moment, and reluctantly go downstairs to assist in the kitchen.


    Don''t be fooled by her usual calm and gentle demeanor; once she entered her own domain wielding a spatula and ladle, her combat power and pressure would rise exponentially.


    Under the command of the Goddess of the Hearth, the two adults quickly set the dinner table and brought up a sumptuous evening meal.


    As the scent of the food wafted out of the half-open window, two little girls idling on the street were automatically summoned home and obediently sat down next to their respective guardians, eagerly eyeing the rich spread on the table.


    By now, the Minosians had learned to domesticate cattle, sheep, pigs, goats, and other livestock; to cultivate wheat, barley, wild peas, chickpeas, and to cultivate a series of crops including grapes, figs, pomegranates, and olives. Along with the rich seafood from nearby waters, their diet was quite extensive,


    Even Luo En saw honeybees that were artificially produced, clearly indicating that the Minosians of Crete Island had figured out some tricks to domesticating bees.


    "Come on, don''t be shy, try some of my cooking!"


    Speaking, Hestia stood up, picked up a ladle and fork, and took the lead in serving some of her most proud dishes onto Luo En and Little Medusa''s plates.


    Being personally served by the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En was suddenly somewhat overwhelmed by the honor.


    "Don''t worry, Auntie loves it when new faces try her recipes. I''ve never seen her this enthusiastic when I''ve visited before."


    Athena, feeling somewhat left out, humphed and then, glancing at Luo En and Little Medusa sitting nearby, smiled and teased.


    "However, after dinner, you''ll probably be hounded for improvement suggestions, and if it goes badly, you might even end up talking all night, so I suggest you run as soon as you finish eating."


    "You girl, always talking behind my back, be careful next time you come I will only serve you a bowl of porridge!"


    Hestia picked up the ladle, stared at her niece irritably, and everyone couldn''t help but smile understandingly.


    As the atmosphere at the dinner table relaxed, the Goddess of Wisdom decisively picked up a piece of grilled lamb chop that had turned golden brown and ate it elegantly and quickly, setting off the first round of the meal.


    Everyone immediately followed suit, choosing dishes according to their tastes and started to enjoy the feast.


    The two youngsters had special affection for desserts and fruits, while Luo En, who was still growing, leaned more towards the meats.


    Although he harbored some skepticism about the culinary standard and skills of this divine world, with a piece of lamb chop melting in his mouth, the tender meat dissolved at the touch of teeth, the rich juices bursting on the tip of his tongue. Just a touch of salt and a hint of spices were exactly right, enhancing the delicate and rich natural flavor of the food, with absolutely no gaminess.


    High-end ingredients often only need simple cooking.


    Similarly, good lamb doesn''t require heavy or complex seasoning.


    He didn''t want to spend his days miserably gathering data and conducting research with this shrewd Goddess of Wisdom, who had more tricks up her sleeve than anyone.


    He might manage to bluff his way through for a while, but if he really had to delve deep into a field, he would inevitably give himself away sooner or later.


    But it would be better to cut off this woman''s train of thought in advance, to spare himself the constant worry of having to be on guard every day.


    "Wait for me a moment."


    Luo En said, standing up and going upstairs. He took out the Greek version of international chess that he had used to trick Hecate, and placed it before Athena.


    An intellectual game, huh?


    Athena looked at the interlocking squares and played with the uniquely shaped chess pieces in her hand. She listened to Luo En explain the rules with great interest and was quickly drawn to the game.


    Excellent, she''s taken the bait!


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction, then set up the board and started teaching Athena the rules and tactics by demonstration.


    Of course, he used the strategies and openings of another old acquaintance, Hecate.


    Wasn''t he becoming increasingly challenged by the Goddess of the Underworld Moon on the chessboard? This was the perfect opportunity to let the esteemed Goddess of Wisdom battle her from afar, while he played the role of a consultant, revising the moves.


    With this, he cleverly rid himself of two significant nuisances, a sly smile playing across his face.


    Let the battle commence, I want to see a river of blood!


    Time slipped through his fingers like sand, and before he knew it, the clear sound of chess pieces being placed on the board drowned out the crackling of the hearth''s fire. In the midst of these intense virtual battles, Athena became increasingly engrossed.


    And Luo En, through recreating past games, acquired plenty of strategies against Hecate, benefitting from both sides and reaping a rich harvest.


    However...


    He glanced out the window at the moon that had already climbed high into the sky and couldn''t suppress a yawn.


    "It''s getting late, how about we make a date to continue another time when we''re free?"


    "That would be good..."


    Athena, still with an unsatisfied look, nodded her agreement and didn''t insist on continuing.


    After all, she had just been introduced to this intriguing game and needed time to organize her thoughts and devise counter-strategies.


    Watching the figure leading his sister upstairs, Athena twirled the queen chess piece between her fingers, her dazzling purple eyes glinting like shooting stars.


    He''s quite an interesting little fellow, perhaps, I could...

 Chapter 49: 45: Mystery Unaltered by Arguments, Destiny Unchanged by Wealth

    The night deepened, and as the fire in the living room died out, Luo En quietly got out of bed, locked the door and windows.


    Afterwards, he sneakily took out the twelve-sided die, and added the newly obtained silver badge to the altar. Then, shaking his cupped hands, he silently chanted his intended target in his mind.


    Athena, Athena! Give me an Athena!


    Those who have studied summoning know that it requires a catalyst. The item isn''t fixed��it can be a scene, an offering, or something that makes a connection to the summoning target, commonly known as a sacred relic.


    As Luo En knew, some obsessed gamers in the circle visited England, feverishly wanting to bring back some local soil specialities��from the red soil in front of King Arthur''s tomb, no less��insisting on using it as a sacred relic to summon a big-eater beauty in a suit with tufty hair, to fight the Holy Grail War for them, and rid them of the 996 overtime work schedule.


    As they repeatedly extracted several kilograms of soil from their travel bags and flaunted photos in their groups, Luo En suspected that they might have completely stripped bare the top of King Arthur''s grave.


    Of course, even with all these preparations, whether they did the card draws online or the actual manipulation offline, what had to go wrong still went wrong.


    After all, one cannot change fate by geomancy or by spending money. Some summonings rely on luck, others on misfortune; such is the nature of this profession.


    So, Luo En, who was almost numb to deviations, didn''t have much hope. All he could do was see whether the so-called "Dice of Chance" would abide by the law of conservation of luck and give him a field advantage, considering he had gambled with a sacred relic personally related to Athena next door.


    With hope in his heart, Luo En let go without hesitation. The twelve-sided die on the table rolled several times, finally showing a blood-red number composed of crimson spears.


    Ares?


    Great, skewed again...


    Seeing the completely different emblem, Luo En grimly reached out, intending to retrieve the die when a silvery-white character, tinged with blood, flickered and hovered above the altar in his mind, radiating a brutal and ferocious Divinity.


    Luo En''s previously disdainful gaze froze instantly, and his pupils contracted sharply.


    It''s actually this one!


    Meanwhile, in Olympus, at the Hall of Beauty.


    The once violently shaking soft bed came to a sudden halt. Ares, the War God, who had been brandishing his sword in battle within the draped bed, shivered, and his complexion turned beet red in an instant.


    "It''s an accident, definitely an accident! It must be because Hephaestus has been pestering me too much lately, I..."


    "Bang!"


    Before Ares could finish his defense, Aphrodite''s bewitchingly beautiful face had already frosted over with disdain, and with one kick, she sent the now ineffective man tumbling under the bed.


    Having just returned from the outside and heard of her lover''s embarrassing situation, she had intended to personally step in to comfort him.


    But once again, he was all bark and no bite.


    If she had known, she would have stayed a few more days in Atlantis.


    Ares, scrambling up from the ground, tried to prove that his vigor was still intact, but as a familiar sense of exhaustion surged in his heart, his face darkened, and he felt like crying without tears.


    Was just infusing a strand of war divinity enough to reach this realm?


    Bear in mind, even Ares, the god of war, had not fully achieved the state of "Infinite Martial Refinement."


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t be treated as an experience bag by the other chief gods, casually farmed for experience.


    "Hum!"


    While Luo En was deep in thought, the silver divine oracle in his mind exploded into endless streams of bloodlight, and a series of gruesome and stern battle images madly flooded his mind.


    Blood! War! Slaughter! Death!


    The formidable figure with a bronze winged helmet and leather vambraces waved a war spear one moment and grasped the Sword of the War God the next, constantly piercing, sweeping, jabbing, and chopping at the enemies surging in from all sides.


    That figure, radiating a violent urge to kill, became the beast on the battlefield that tore through and devoured everything.


    He was divinely favored, dignified, agile, and tireless in battle.


    He was the nemesis of wisdom, the scourge of life.


    Blood flowed freely, lives were brutally reaped, and offered to terror and death.


    Headless Titans, heartbroken Nymphs, wing-broken dragons, groaning heroes... one by one, these figures fell to his sword and to the front of his spear.


    When the last standing figure also fell with a thunderous collapse, facing the war god Luo En, he suddenly felt a battle will and madness of such purity crashing into his heart, as a crimson tide of blood began to overwhelmingly spread out.


    In an instant, he couldn''t help but have bloodshot eyes, his heart pounded like a thunderous drum, and the blazing blood it furiously pumped out flowed into his limbs, burning like flames within his body.


    An impulse to find an opponent and engage in a hearty battle overpowered him, making him lose control; he leaped and jumped into the dark courtyard.


    Luo En clenched his teeth and, relying on his barely maintained sanity, broke off a tree branch and started chopping at the flowers and plants on the road.


    In a flash, branches and leaves scattered, flowers were destroyed, and the entire nursery was a mess.


    Finally, after a bout of venting, the uncontrollable surge of blood in his body showed signs of easing.


    However, before Luo En could figure out how to tame this unruly battle will, a cold murmur came from behind him.


    "Crude, too crude..."


    In the moonlight, Athena, dressed in a plain white gown, looked at the mess on the ground with a look of disdain that even a dog would shake its head at. She casually picked up a twig from the side, tapped it against her palm, and walked gracefully towards Luo En in the courtyard, who was using the tree branch to mimic sword techniques.


    "Well then, let me teach you how to use a sword!"


    In an instant, the stubborn battle will within Luo En roared to life like oil poured on fire, and the "sword" in his hand involuntarily chopped towards the approaching Goddess of Wisdom.


    The fierce battle was inevitable!

 Chapter 50: 46 Please, flog me hard!

    The crimson blood energy pulled the violent etheric tides, swirling like the wind sweeping through fallen leaves, as the blazing sword light burst forth from the tip of the branch in Luo En''s hand, heading straight for Athena''s throat, arriving in an instant.


    "Too slow!"


    During the lightning-fast moment, the War Goddess, who had been standing still, raised her hand and flicked her wrist. The sword''s momentum closed at an inch''s distance before her, effortlessly deflecting the oncoming branch.


    Instantly, the overwhelming force not only deviated Luo En''s branch but also made him stumble, crashing into a nearby flowerpot.


    "I recall you''ve already had dinner tonight?"


    The seemingly casual inquiry by his ear, tinged with a light mockery, sent Luo En''s already high blood pressure through the roof, filling his eyes with blood vessels.


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    Combat spirit surging and boiling, Luo En stomped his left foot onto the ground, turning several marble floor tiles to dust.


    Using the rebound force, he steadied his swaying body and with the speed of lightning darted forward, his "sword" fast as a meteor in a torrential downpour.


    Is this it?


    Athena yawned, lifting a hand slightly, effortlessly sweeping away the starlight that filled the sky, her slender body like a rock standing firm on the shore, unmoved by the surging waves no matter how vigorously they washed over it.


    The bored expression on the goddess'' face was the epitome of mockery.


    Fight! Fight! Fight!


    Unable to advance any further, within Luo En''s mind, which was a bloody battlefield, seemed as if countless souls were raging. The golden blood from the War God Ares burned fiercely, turning into an endless source of power within him.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by the sharp buzzing of the air, the blood-colored currents focused on a single point, shooting forward, as if the whole world was pierced by this scarlet light.


    "The speed is enough, the accuracy is slightly off..."


    Athena, with her skirt fluttering in the strong wind, gave her assessment indifferently, then lifted the corner of her mouth, her voice turning chilly.


    "But you should know, your enemy is capable of moving!"


    Before her words even finished echoing, the War Goddess shifted slightly to the side, moving half a step forward.


    The unstoppable crimson sword light narrowly missed her flowing silver hair, striking at nothing, a miss by a fraction yet as far off as a thousand miles.


    What was worse, as the swordsmanship fell through, Luo En''s body also leaned forward uncontrollably.


    "Smack!"


    A sharp slap resounded, striking his buttocks.


    "Of course! Combat! I want pure combat!"


    At that moment, Luo En''s mind was overwhelmed with surging fighting spirit, his thinking had completely turned Ares-like, as he stared intently at Athena across from him, once again swinging the sword in his hands and initiating a new round of attack.


    Come on, go completely wild!


    Watching Luo En charging over in a frenzy, Athena''s upturned lips lifted again, the smile on her face exceptionally radiant.


    Meanwhile, two little ones who had heard the commotion and slipped to the back porch, sneakily stuck their heads out to watch the scene, revealing expressions of different emotions.


    Little Medusa clenched her clothing with pale knuckles, looking tense.


    Nike''s eyes were wide open, showing a kind of schadenfreude.


    "Boom!"


    A flash of sword light and the figure that launched the charge flew backward like a cannonball, crashing straight into a dense thicket of roses.


    "Hiss!"


    Luo En, landing butt first, turned green in the face and, like an electric shock, sprang up from the ground, his hands groping behind him, pulling out seven or eight bloodied spikes.


    Intentional! This woman definitely did it on purpose!


    No doubt she''s getting back at me for sneaking some of her offerings!


    At that moment, Luo En, with a face like a painful mask, looked toward Athena emerging from the dust with a smile that was not quite a smile and cursed inwardly.


    Petty!


    "Shall we continue, friend...?"


    The Goddess of Wisdom rhythmically tapped a branch in her hand against her palm, her expression one of satisfaction mixed with a hint of regret.


    Though it felt good to strike, she should have...


    However, Luo En, now recovered from the shock, pulled a broken branch from the ground despite the pain, without a hint of retreat, stepped forward with even fiercer fighting spirit erupting from within.


    "Again!"


    Athena was slightly taken aback, her smile fading, and as threads of appreciation swam in her profound purple eyes, her expression gradually turned serene and cold.


    "Very well!"


    Her red lips parted, acknowledging one who dared to draw a sword against a deity, her bare hand swung, bringing retribution to the audacious fool who had defied divine might.


    "Pfff!"


    The whistling branch pierced through, easily tearing through Luo En''s protective sword light, leaving a lacerated wound across his chest, from which crimson blood sprayed forth.

 Chapter 51: 47 Hestias Wail

    Thump, thump, stomping!


    Luo En staggered back several steps before stabilizing his figure, his facial muscles twitching slightly, but his gaze became increasingly fervent and resolute.


    It hurt, it hurt a lot!


    But, he could still move, he had not lost yet!


    "Again!!"


    With a deep roar, the bloody figure took a large step forward, slashing at the towering deity.


    "Pfft!"


    Still to no avail, another scar was etched onto that sacrilegious body.


    "Again!!!"


    Luo En got up from the ground, laughing heartily amid the pain.


    He had guessed right, he would not die.


    Since he would not die, why fear failure, why fear death!


    This opportunity was rare, he needed to climb the ladder to godhood as much as possible during this clash, to touch the divine glory of the deities!


    The gap was not impossible to bridge!


    Fate was not impossible to change!


    Zeus, clean your neck and wait for me!


    Looking at the figure before her, repeatedly knocked down and getting up again and again bathed in blood, Athena''s expression changed from initial mockery to surprise, then finally to solemnity. She then softly parted her lips and began to muse quietly.


    "Watch carefully, learn well...!"


    As her serene voice fell, the always defensively-reactive goddess of wisdom and war took the initiative to step forward for the first time.


    "Come!"


    The blood-drenched Luo En laughed as he stood tall, his body strengthened by the war spirit and Divine Blood, turning into a crimson blur as he charged towards the deity as imposing as a mountain peak, unleashing a [Sword] strike that surpassed his previous speed, strength, technique, and will by many times!


    Athena held a branch and parried Luo En''s [Sword] again and again, then repeatedly pricked, sliced, and pierced through the body opposite her.


    To grant pain to life, to mete out punishment for sin!


    Again and again, over and over...


    The jagged wounds were horrendous, bone deep;


    Spattered flesh and blood flew into the soil, settling into the dust;


    Yet even so, that blood-soaked figure was terrifyingly tenacious.


    He was exceedingly lucid, and also exceedingly insane.


    Fight! Fight!


    Having been through countless battlefields, endless martial trials, heart, skill, and body would eventually be forged by this divine flame into an indestructible edge!


    As the remains of the night faded, dawn arrived.


    With the first glimmer of light rising from the sea and spilling over the disordered garden, Athena swung her final sword strike.


    The man, nearly no part of his body left intact, collapsed with a thunderous fall and could not rise again.


    A raggedy sampan bobbed up and down with the waves'' undulation.


    Two girls with long purple hair, strikingly similar in appearance and dressed in elegant gowns, sat gracefully on either side of the boat, neither showing any intention of rowing.


    "When are we ever going to reach shore?"


    The relatively petite, more impatient purple-haired girl, stroking her slightly damp hair, complained first.


    On the other side, the slightly older purple-haired girl admired her exquisite reflection in the sea, responding indifferently.


    "How would I know? Didn''t you set the direction?"


    "Huh, it was you who first steered the boat into the Primordial Ocean, nearly crashed into the Atlanteans'' homeland, and then they chased us all over the world!"


    The twin sister rolled her eyes and retorted in irritation.


    "So, didn''t we switch to you? Hurry up, I''m still waiting to go ashore to fix my nails."


    The elder sister passed a paddle to the opposite side, commanding like she was instructing a servant.


    The younger sister clenched her fist in protest and declared her authority with a cold voice.


    "I''m the captain! You should listen to me!"


    "I''m the customer, not your boatman. By the rules, you should serve me. My clothes are dirty, and we''ve been delayed so long. I haven''t complained about your sailing skills, which is already quite reasonable of me."


    The elder sister remained unmoved, sitting with the poise of a noble princess untouched by the worries of daily life, refuting.


    "Additionally, add one more point: I''m the elder sister, you should listen to me."


    "Stop using that to pressure me, you just hatched a few minutes earlier than me! What''s the big deal? Whoever wants to be the captain can be the captain; I''m not doing such menial labor anyway!"


    "Fine then, don''t do it..."


    The two sisters sat distinctly on either side of the boat, staring at each other, letting the vessel drift with the waves, neither making a move to row.


    After an indefinite silence, the younger sister bit her lip and spoke softly.


    "Do you think Little Medusa might have..."


    "Can''t you sense for yourself whether she''s dead or alive?"


    The elder sister huffed irritably. Her elegant face showed a trace of impatience, seeming to dislike the topic.


    The younger sister looked out at the boundless Sea of Okeanos, her face showing hesitation, hesitant to speak.


    "But..."


    "Are you annoying! If you want to reach shore, just row faster!"


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    The elder sister tossed a paddle to the opposite side, falling back into her habitual command.


    The younger sister rolled her eyes but didn''t argue, instead sitting obediently at one side.


    Becasue in her elder sister''s hand was the other paddle.


    The water surged, and the sampan propelled swiftly forward.


    "Little silly, you better not be dead..."


    The younger sister paused, her gaze meeting an indifferent face.


    "What are you looking at? Row!"


    The elder sister huffed in irritation, her face as indifferent as ever, apparently as unconcerned as usual.

 Chapter 52: 48 The Goddess of the Hearths Big Failure

    Crete Island, Knossos Royal City.


    With the arrival of the Harvest Festival, the streets were filled with joy, and the residents, who had been busy for most of the year, could finally take a break to tidy up their homes and enjoy the season''s freshly threshed wheat and rice.


    Evening smoke curled up.


    Warm fires were lit, and sumptuous meals were served on dining tables, with enticing aromas spreading from house to house.


    In the central square of the city, which served the purpose of worship, priests in white robes held torches, lighting fragrant woods and spices. They offered bulls, cows, pigs, fruits, beehives, fruit trees, rice ears, and chestnuts to Demeter, the Goddess of Agriculture, as symbols of the festive and bountiful harvest. They prayed devoutly, hoping for the deities'' blessing for the coming year, for favorable weather, and abundance.


    As sisters, Demeter''s likeness was similar to Hera''s, only with a more amiable appearance, lacking the majestic aura of that queen of the gods.


    In the flickering firelight, the worshipped statue of Demeter was that of a gentle-looking woman. She wore a circular crown woven from golden wheat and carried a basket laden with wheat ears, daffodils, torches, fruit baskets, horns of plenty, or sickles, symbols of abundance.


    From a distance, it seemed as though a hazy and warm glimmer had appeared in the night.


    As the ceremony gradually ended, residents who had finished their dinner began to step out of their homes in small groups, sharing homemade sweets and horn-of-plenty-shaped bread with their neighbors.


    The festive hustle and bustle, along with the aroma of food, even reached beyond the outer walls and into Hestia''s courtyard.


    However, the Goddess of the Hearth wasn''t enjoying the festive atmosphere as usual this year; instead, she hunched over in the back garden, muddy-handedly planting seedlings, her bright white teeth grinding in the starlight.


    Curse Athena! Breaking things as soon as she arrived! I''ll definitely never let her in again!


    As Hestia busied herself, she was filled with complaints about her restless great-niece.


    The time around the Harvest Festival was the best season for planting and tilling.


    She needed to quickly plant the new seedlings and restore life to her ravaged courtyard.


    Fortunately, though she had to spend some time closed off for planting, the celebration of the Harvest Festival would last seven days. Once she was done with this urgent task, she would still have a chance to enjoy the festivities.


    Comforting herself with this thought, Hestia planted the last bunch of seedlings she held, stood up, turned around, and looked towards the center of the courtyard.


    On the ground covered with withered leaves and broken branches, a guest from afar lay straight and immobile.


    Although nearly a hundred gruesome wounds on his body had begun to heal and scab over, he still hadn''t awoken. His fists were clenched tight, his muscles were taut with tension, and his brow was deeply furrowed as if he was still fighting forgetfully and fiercely in his dreams.


    Moreover, when the sun was scorching, she would set up a partition for him;


    when wind and rain threatened, she would set up a big umbrella for him;


    and when the nights got cold, she would move the brazier from inside the house and sit quietly by his side until dawn.


    Even though Hestia had persuaded her several times, adamantly assuring her that the tough guy wouldn''t be harmed, the stubborn little girl was still determined to do things her own way.


    Tsk, when the heck is this guy going to wake up...


    Inside the house, just as Hestia had finished tidying up the living room and was sitting by the fire as usual, gazing into the backyard and muttering to herself, there came a crisp knocking at the door.


    The bored Goddess of the Hearth got up to open the door almost reflexively.


    As the door cracked open to reveal that familiar smiling face, a wave of frustration washed over Hestia. Without another word, she slammed the door shut and huffed at the person outside with arms akimbo.


    "I''m not here! No one is!"


    "Are you sure?"


    The playful inquiry came from Athena on the other side of the door, who, with a grin, twirled a small crystal bottle between her fingers, her voice tinged with teasing.


    "I''ve come with the ''Elixir of Life'' that was so hard to get from Aunt Demeter. If you really aren''t in...


    "Bang!"


    Before Athena could finish, an impatient Hestia flung open the door and snatched the crystal bottle filled with clear liquid from Athena''s hand, rubbing it against her cheek lovingly.


    This was the ''Elixir of Life'', imbued with the Divinity of the Agriculture God, capable of reviving all things! Finally, there was no need to worry about the seedlings in the courtyard not surviving winter!


    "So, can I come in now, Auntie?"


    Athena stood outside with a smile, looking at a content Hestia and gently asked.


    The Goddess of the Hearth''s mood lifted, and she begrudgingly eyed her big niece who had dumped a mess on her, but she huffed and stood aside to let her in.


    "You do have some conscience at least!"

 Chapter 53: 49 Training in Progress

    Having received the promise, Athena smiled without speaking and, accompanied by her lesser deity Nike, walked into the house and leisurely sat on the long bench in front of the table. After looking around, she thoughtfully gazed towards the backyard.


    "What? Still not awake?"


    "You''re telling me, he has been lying here for almost half a month!"


    Speaking of this matter, Hestia, who was forced to clean up this mess for her grandniece, couldn''t help but feel a surge of irritation.


    "Don''t worry, it''s about time," Athena reassured with a light laugh while shaking her empty cup, signaling to her aunt.


    Hestia gave her grandniece a glare, took out a jug of her own fruit brew from the cupboard, and filled the cup before her to the brim.


    She also poured a cup for the eager Nike sitting beside her.


    As the mistress and servant both took a gulp of the sour and sweet fruit brew, savoring the delightful taste colliding on their tongues, Hestia put down the pottery jug and sat across from her, furrowing her brows at her grandniece.


    "Speaking of which, why did you suddenly go so harsh on the lad? It doesn''t seem like your usual practice."


    "I happened to come across a promising seedling and took the opportunity to temper his sharpness and give him some training," Athena replied nonchalantly, pouring herself another cup from the jug and glancing at the backyard.


    "Surely there''s more to it?" Hestia raised an eyebrow and hummed lightly, "You''ve come knocking twice for this youngster. You don''t seem like someone who would do so without good reason."


    The Goddess of the Hearth sitting across from her looked at Athena with a face full of skepticism.


    When it came to cunning, she couldn''t quite match her grandniece who bore the title "Goddess of Wisdom," but after interacting for several millennia, she had come to understand some of her grandniece''s temperaments and habits.


    Seeing Hestia growing suspicious, Athena simply stopped hiding her thoughts, set down the pottery cup, and pondered leisurely.


    "I appreciate his talents and would like to keep him here to cultivate him into one of my lesser deities."


    "How come you suddenly had this idea?"


    Hestia sounded surprised and puzzled.


    Ordinarily, each lesser deity is intimately linked with their chief god, their authority intertwined, sharing both glory and disgrace, which necessitates extreme caution in their selection.


    Not choosing from the select half-gods of Olympus but instead fixing her sights on a youngster she happened upon in Knossos City, Athena''s intentions were truly baffling to Hestia.


    "It wasn''t sudden but rather a thought I''ve had for a while. I simply hadn''t found the right candidate until now," Athena said, swirling the cup in her hand and looking out towards the marketplace, sighing softly.


    "Last time, I met with King Minos and urged him to be patient and to resume the sacrifices to my father and uncle, but he was adamant in his refusal to serve the few chief deities of Olympus..."


    At this, Hestia also fell into silence.


    In a world created by the gods, the consequences of offending the deities hardly need to be spelled out.


    The old humanity drowned in the Great Flood is the best testament to this.


    In the Bronze Age, the original humans created by Prometheus and Athena grew increasingly corrupt due to the opening of Pandora''s Box.


    The gods, in the name of maintaining the purity of the world, unleashed a great flood to exterminate the old humanity deemed "impure."


    The earth was instantly transformed into a vast ocean, and countless lives were extinguished in a moment, a move that brought the dissatisfaction of Mother Earth Gaia.


    As the Earth Goddess and Mother of the Gods, Gaia''s divinity affords hope and blessing to all life on earth.


    Using a flood to cleanse life on earth was a grave offense to her.


    Therefore, Mother Earth Gaia protected the descendants of Prometheus, Deucalion, and his wife, Pyrrha, in a temple on Mount Parnassus, where she conveyed an oracle to them, guiding them to continue the spark of humanity.


    "The earth is the seed mother of all things, and stones are my bones. Clothe yourselves in veils, remove your clothing, pick up the mud and stones from the ground, and scatter them outside the temple."


    Thus, the pair followed Mother Earth Gaia''s will and cast the mud and stones onto the ground behind them.


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    Soon after, the mud behind them gradually took shape, becoming flesh, while the stones turned into soft bones, and the patterns on the stones became veins.


    The mud thrown by Deucalion turned into men, and that cast by Pyrrha became women.


    A new race of humans was thereby conceived.


    So, in a certain sense, the current humans are also descendants of Mother Earth Gaia.


    This ancient grandmother, although she has been dormant for years in the temple of Mount Parnassus, her influence still lingers.


    Even the Divine King Zeus would have to consider the consequences of angering the ancient grandmother if he wanted to unleash another great flood.


    "I will do my best to mediate in Olympus, to avoid their direct intervention..."


    Athena spoke resolutely and then her solemn gaze turned to the backyard.


    "But in the end, whether they can break the pattern is up to them."


    "Are you sure he is the one you''re looking for?"


    Hestia pursed her lips, a bit worried.


    "How can we know without trying?"


    Athena spoke lightly, admiration apparent in her tone for a certain young one in the backyard.


    "Besides, don''t underestimate him. It''s rare to find someone who could take so many of my strikes and still be alive."


    At that moment, as she recalled the scene of their first encounter, the Goddess of Wisdom''s face revealed a meaningful expression.


    After all, a brat daring enough to steal her offerings was stronger than those half-breeds in Olympus who trembled at the mere sight of the gods, not daring to harbor a thought of rebellion.

 Chapter 54: 50: Pots, Bowls, Ladles, and Basins, Submit to Me!

    Seeing that her great-niece had made up her mind, Hestia waved her hand helplessly.


    "Fine, do as you wish. I can''t manage these affairs anyway."


    "You make it sound so easy, but if you really could let go, would you need to squat in Knossos City all day long?"


    Athena gave Hestia across from her an unimpressed look, bluntly exposing her aunt''s insincerity.


    The Goddess of the Hearth''s cheeks turned slightly red upon hearing this, and she stubbornly argued with her neck stuck out.


    "I just like the food here, like the atmosphere of life here!"


    "Yes, yes, right..."


    Athena responded insincerely, her gaze brimming with mockery.


    Under her niece''s smiling gaze, the increasingly embarrassed Hestia''s face flushed, and she rose angrily to shoo her away.


    "Go on, get, don''t bother me if there''s nothing important!"


    "Fine, fine, I''m leaving, okay?"


    Athena raised her hands in surrender, got up from her seat, and beckoned Nike in the backyard to withdraw as well.


    However, at the moment when the maid and her mistress stepped out the doorway, a certain Goddess of Wisdom casually looked back, her lips curling up.


    "But just so we''re clear, this time, you can''t blame me for it."


    "Huh?"


    Hearing this nonsensical remark, Hestia was taken aback.


    But before she could react, the ground beneath her feet shook violently, a torrent of wild magic tide surging and boiling.


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, accompanied by a thunderclap out of the blue, the entire backyard erupted in flying grass, falling branches and leaves, with dense green mud spots dropping like rain.


    Hestia turned stiffly, staring blankly at her nursery that had been dug three feet deep and at the tall figure in the middle of the yard whose entire body was swirling with a fierce red blood aura.


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    The Goddess of the Hearth''s gaze was hollow, she murmured to herself, her voice appearing to carry a hint of a sob.


    Seeing Hestia''s expression of losing the will to live, Luo En, as the one who caused the mess, hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, steeling himself as he made promises.


    "Wait! I''ll compensate! Isn''t it enough that I''ll compensate for everything?"


    Hearing someone would cover the losses, the Goddess of the Hearth''s face cleared up, and she fiercely stretched out two pale fingers.


    "Not enough! I want twice the compensation!"


    "Okay, whatever you say."


    ��It really could burst forth with great items.


    For example, obtaining divine blessings and baptisms corresponding to numbers from deities.


    ��The indomitable fighting will of Ares, the life healing of the Agriculture God, the water affinity of the God of the Sea, the intuition of Apollo, the agility and speed of Hermes...


    These could all potentially be acquired from the opportunities of chance after desecrating the Twelve Chief Gods of inevitability.


    Of course, the probability was low.


    So far, Luo En, having used up his accumulated 100 pulls, had only managed to draw Hermes once, Ares twice, Apollo once, and Hestia once from the common pool.


    Moreover, the enhancements brought by these divine baptisms were present, but the magnitude wouldn''t be great.


    As the Twelve Olympians'' jurisdictions span more than one domain, there was also great randomness.


    Among them, the divine baptism given by Hestia to him was the most difficult to hold back.


    Perhaps because of the jurisdiction of the Goddess of the Hearth, that baptism actually improved his control over kitchen utensils and the cooking of dishes...


    Luo En really wanted to complain, expecting him to face off against an opponent in a life-or-death battle, then dash into the kitchen with a dish.


    ��Pots and pans, submit to me?


    The imagery was too beautiful; he dared not even imagine it.


    However, it was important to obtain decent benefits from the common pool, but what truly occupied Luo En''s attention was that the Twelve-Sided Die could actually secretly extract the divinity of the Twelve Olympians bestowed by fate and pour it into his body.


    This thing was a bit too overpowered, wasn''t it?


    And a certain speculation in his heart seemed to have been confirmed as a result.


    ��Using the variable of chance to pry open the inevitability of fate, ultimately toppling the foundation of the gods.


    Perhaps, that was the true function of the "dice."


    Luo En''s gaze flickered with deep thought.


    High risk, high reward.


    To put down such a hefty stake, it seems that his "angel investor" had quite a lot he wanted to achieve.


    But soon, he scoffed and shook his head.


    Forget it, since he had confirmed this path could shake the divine right of fate, he''d best not think about these things for now.


    He was merely a pawn crossing the river at this point, nowhere near sitting at the gambling table with the power to go all-in deciding life and death.


    There was no rush; he''d bet when he had amassed enough capital.


    So, today''s task was...


    Luo En took a deep breath, solemnly bidding farewell to the warm comforter, got up to go downstairs, and wielding a hoe, he rushed toward the nursery in the backyard.


    ��Digging holes, planting fields!

 Chapter 55: 51: You Are Mine Now

    No way around it, Luo En still owed the Goddess of the Hearth Hestia two batches of seedlings.


    It was all karma he had created for himself.


    Since he had agreed to it, he could only repay it honestly.


    With the day''s first rays of sun, the hard-pressed debtor Luo En started his daily routine of loosening the soil, sowing seeds, watering, fertilizing, and hastening growth.


    Thanks to the Goddess of Wisdom''s visit last time to apologize, she left behind a bottle of "Essence of Life," which could accelerate plant growth.


    By diluting this substance in water, Luo En''s debt repayment sped up manifold.


    After several months of hard work, the whole yard was bursting with vitality, and his debt was almost fully repaid.


    Well past dawn, Luo En put down his watering can and, looking at the seedlings in the nursery that were half a foot tall and lush with greenery, couldn''t help but feel satisfied as he laid down his farming tools.


    After washing off the dust and grime, he walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch; as Luo En busied himself by the stove, he couldn''t help but mutter complaints.


    Whether it was because she revealed her true nature or was intentionally training him, after the Goddess of the Hearth tasted his cooking, she not only increasingly relinquished control over what she regarded as her own territory, the kitchen, but lately she didn''t even enter the kitchen door at all.


    In her place, she would take Little Medusa out early in the morning under the guise of shopping for goods, browsing through the market streets.


    By mealtime, they''d often bring back a huge assortment of exotic ingredients for Luo En to experiment with and develop new recipes.


    The ostensible reason was to "enrich the Minosians'' menu and enhance the quality of life in Knossos City."


    "We''re back!"


    Just as Luo En, reluctantly transformed into a househusband, was bellyaching to himself, a familiar and cheerful shout came from outside the door.


    Little Medusa, back from shopping, carelessly dropped a half-person-tall bag on the ground and burst into the back kitchen with a beaming smile.


    A rich fragrance of flowers entered his nostrils, Luo En put down his spatula and his gaze fell upon Little Medusa''s head, surprise flickering across his face.


    "What a beautiful garland, who gave it to you?"


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    Bearing recognition for the day''s difference, Little Medusa gleefully answered while showing off excitedly.


    "Luo En, I helped tend the shop today and sold thirteen bunches of flowers! Granny gave me a flower garland and a bag of fresh croissants!"


    "It seems Little Anna is quite popular."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, patiently continuing his inquiry with curiosity.


    "So, any other gains from today''s outing?"


    "Yes, yes, Constantine''s granddaughter finally let me hold her! I took care of her for a while!"


    "How did that feel?"


    The Goddess of Wisdom raised her hand to her forehead, wordlessly looking at Hestia with an exasperated expression.


    No matter how much you plan, you can''t guard against an ally who exposes herself willingly.


    "What? Did I say something?"


    Hestia, feeling guilty, feigned confusion in response, trying to bluff her way through with feigned ignorance.


    However, such tricks might work on the simple-minded little Anna in the kitchen, but not on her; she wasn''t so easily fooled.


    "Alright, no need to pretend anymore."


    Athena, clearly annoyed, gave her aunt Hestia, who had inadvertently betrayed her, a sharp look; she then gently patted Anna''s shoulder as a gesture of comfort, her voice soft.


    "It''s okay, it''s just a name, let''s keep things as they were before."


    "Eh, you saying that makes me feel relieved! I''m finally unburdened!"


    Before Little Medusa could recover from her shock, Hestia, seeing that her great-niece had no intention of pursuing the matter, let out a sigh of relief, her mood lifting greatly.


    "Come, come, come, help me bring these inside first!"


    "..."


    Looking at the bag of turnips in her left hand and the bag of rosemary in her right, Athena, who had regained her goddess status just seconds before, felt her forehead throb uncontrollably.


    Forget it, forget it, don''t argue with her.


    Talking too much is tiring...


    Having had a profound experience with such matters, the Goddess of Wisdom, forced by the tyranny of her elder, resigned herself to the hard labor, dignifying herself to carry vegetables into the house.


    But having finally lugged all sorts of items into the house, Hestia was still not ready to let go of the labor force, directing them with hands on her hips.


    "Hey, hey, don''t stand around, the turnips need peeling, the rosemary needs grinding, and you, whoever, get those olives pickled for me!"


    By the way, even Nike, the lesser Goddess of Victory who didn''t merit a mention, became an object of enslavement.


    Seeing that not only was there no chance of having fruit brew, but also having to do this sort of boring manual labor, Nike''s expression immediately collapsed, her face filled with gloom.


    "Don''t be so reluctant, all of this was prepared thoughtfully for me. Wait until tonight when Luo En and I cook together, and you''ll taste the new dishes we''ve recently developed; you''ll understand how worthwhile the hard work is now..."


    The Goddess of the Hearth, ready to show off her culinary skills, scolded the gluttonous Nike while proudly announcing the plan for tonight''s entertainment.


    "There''s no need to cook."


    Athena raised her hand to interrupt Hestia''s boasting, gracefully declining the dinner invitation, her purple eyes turning toward the figure in the kitchen, corners of her lips curving up in pleasure.


    "Because the person, I''m taking with me!"


    Caught!


    In an instant, both Luo En and Little Medusa changed their expressions, instinctively assuming a defensive stance, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly turned tense.

 Chapter 56: 52 This is a deadly question

    Seeing the two figures, one large and one small, in the room acting as if facing great enemies, Athena smiled calmly and softly explained her purpose to Luo En.


    "Don''t be nervous, I have taken an interest in your talents, I merely wish to recruit you as my lesser deity."


    Thereupon, to bolster her persuasiveness, the Goddess of Wisdom, who had come prepared, turned her gaze to Hestia beside her.


    "Aunt is also aware of this matter."


    "Ah? Oh oh..."


    Hestia, who had been pulled out by her great-niece to vouch for her, was initially startled, then regained her composure, nodding vaguely.


    For some reason, the Goddess of the Hearth seemed somewhat distracted, her eyes constantly casting unintentional glances towards the clean and tidy kitchen, as well as the lush and verdant seedbeds in the backyard.


    Yet, in the end, there was the dual assurance of two goddesses.


    Luo En and Little Medusa felt the overt goodwill emanating from the Goddess of Wisdom and couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, their on-edge nerves slightly relaxed.


    Thank goodness, it was just a false alarm.


    Their unique identities seemed to have also gone unnoticed.


    As the atmosphere eased, Athena smiled and extended her hand, graciously extending an invitation.


    "All right, let''s go, follow me back to Olympus."


    "This soon?!"


    Upon hearing this, Hestia suddenly looked up, her face filled with astonishment.


    Athena turned her head to look at her aunt, who was in on the plan beforehand, her eyes showing surprise.


    "Soon? Hasn''t this matter been dragging on for months already?"


    "Well, what I mean is..."


    Hestia''s eyes darted around, then she glanced at the kitchen and hearth.


    "Since it''s all so rushed, why not eat something before we go?"


    "No need, there''s been too much happening lately, nowhere is really peaceful, and we don''t know when the next critical moment will be, it''s better to make plans early, just in case."


    Athena gently shook her head, and as she spoke, furrows gradually gathered between her brows.


    But...


    Hestia''s gaze swept over the two figures, large and small, and she opened her mouth, as if to speak.


    But seeing a trace of weariness in the depths of her niece''s purple eyes, she clenched her teeth, bit her cherry lip, and remained silent.


    Luo En, catching the subtle changes in Hestia''s expression out of the corner of his eye, flickered with a trace of realization.


    Fortunately, the efforts of this period had not been in vain.


    "Let''s not speak of this anymore."


    At this moment, Athena, having calmed her restless heart, raised her head to look at the opposite side, her face bearing her usual smile.


    "Pack up, we depart immediately."


    "Ah? So that''s it! No wonder it feels so cool and comfortable to hold her!"


    Hestia suddenly realized as if she had discovered a new continent, surprised.


    Under the scrutiny of the Goddess of Wisdom, Little Medusa, hiding behind Luo En, couldn''t help but shrink back into the shadows, tightly gripping Luo En''s hem.


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    Athena looked at the small girl quivering slightly and showed a gentle and thawing smile, softly assuring.


    "Don''t worry, no one here will harm you."


    "Yeah, that''s right! Nike can protect you too!"


    The little Goddess of Victory also patted her chest, comforting her tense companion.


    As kindness swelled around her, Little Medusa''s somewhat pale face finally regained some color, and the tension that stiffened her back due to being on guard gradually relaxed.


    Seeing this unexpected behavior from the master and servant, Luo En asked in amazement what had been puzzling him.


    "You don''t blame the unclean mythological creature for entering your city and temple?"


    "What is pure? What is impure? I''ve seen the most despicable deities as well as the most noble humans."


    Athena spoke lightly, then turned her head to look through the window at the busy, ordinary figures on the street, with a gaze profound and distant, her voice lower.


    "All this is not determined by bloodlines or origins but by the soul..."


    Hearing the unexplained melancholy in her words, Luo En pursed his lips, softly reminding.


    "But she is a mythological creature..."


    "Ha, even King Minos didn''t let his personal grudge affect a child born with a magical curse. Do you really think my tolerance is even less than that of a mortal monarch?"


    Athena scoffed, her purple eyes brimming with irritation, and she coldly snorted as she looked toward a certain rascal who had slandered her.


    Even though his wife had been defiled by a beast, giving birth to that monster with the body of a bull and the shame it symbolized, King Minos still did not direct his anger toward the innocent child; instead, he chose to raise it.


    Furthermore, to prevent any disaster that might arise from this naturally malevolent mythological creature intermixing with humans, he summoned Daedalus and his son and had them build a Labyrinth beneath the palace, where he secretly sustained the child with regular provisions.


    Hearing the resentment in Athena''s words and facing this life-and-death question, Luo En couldn''t help but sweat from his forehead as he tried to sidestep it while forcibly praising her.


    "How could that be! Leaders lead by example, and the followers emulate. The reason King Minos could be so magnanimous must surely be due to your influence! It''s all thanks to your good teachings! It''s a wonder that even mythological creatures scorned by the gods and others can bask in your glory and receive equal treatment. I, who am so shallow and external, have finally understood why you rightfully bear the name of the sovereign mistress!"


    Under the barrage of Luo En''s rainbow-hued flattery, Athena''s expression eased slightly. When the anger in her heart had cooled, she glanced disdainfully at a certain glib little rascal and spoke with irritation.


    "You don''t have to be so insincere, not all mythological creatures can win my approval."


    Having said that, the Goddess of Wisdom turned to look at the still slightly timid Little Medusa, her gaze growing ever more tender.


    "Anna, thank you for taking care of my people these past few days. It seems they really like you..."


    "No, not at all, I like everyone too."


    Being thanked so earnestly by a deity, Little Medusa''s cheeks reddened, and she became somewhat flustered.


    Seeing the little girl''s amusing reaction, Athena chuckled lightly, raised her hand to affectionately stroke the top of Little Medusa''s head, and whispered softly.


    "You really are a good child..."


    The sunlight streamed through the gaps in the window lattice, casting warm light on the figures of the little and big, enveloping them in a cozy atmosphere and creating a beautiful scene.

 Chapter 57: Chapter 53 I Dont Eat Beef!

    At this moment, watching the harmonious interaction between Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, and Medusa, the Gorgon, Luo En felt an intense sense of absurdity churning inside him, as if there was a dislocated split in time and space.


    However, he soon understood the reason for everything.


    Athena was the female ruler worshipped by humanity, and, naturally, her perspective had to take human considerations into account.


    In the original history, the adult Medusa, after countless persecutions and killings, had her heart frozen and descended into madness, devoid of any warmth or kindness.


    Even in some versions, the two sisters who sheltered her met a dismal fate and were devoured by Medusa.


    Therefore, at that time, the Gorgon had completely lost control and became a major calamity at sea.


    And from the perspective of humans, she naturally became a target that needed to be eradicated.


    But the current Little Medusa still retained a glimmer of light in her heart. After escaping the persecution and manhunt, she came to Knossos City, experienced precious warmth, and responded in kind to the humans around her who treated her with goodwill.


    All of this was likely observed in secret by Athena.


    And, given the temperament of this Goddess of Wisdom, she certainly would not brutally classify Little Medusa as a "disaster." Instead, because of her friendly attitude towards humans, Athena grew fond of this adorable child.


    So, it turns out that I was the one harboring preconceived notions, worrying over nothing.


    Realizing it was all a false alarm, Luo En, who had been on tenterhooks, couldn''t help but feel a mix of laughter and tears after sorting out his thoughts.


    At this moment, as the misunderstanding was cleared up, Athena clapped her hands and turned to look behind her, bringing the conversation back on track.


    "Well, we''ve said enough; it''s time we left," she said.


    "Wait a minute!"


    However, her plan was halted once again.


    This time, it was still that male voice.


    Athena seemed to understand something, her eyes narrowing slightly, her expression cooling.


    "You''re not willing?" she asked.


    In an instant, an invisible pressure descended, making one feel as if submerged deep in the ocean. Luo En, bearing the brunt of it, stiffened and hurriedly shook his head to deny it.


    "No! Definitely not!"


    "Then why won''t you come with me?"


    Athena persisted, her face cold as she approached Luo En step by step.


    Seeing no way to escape, Luo En steeled his heart, decisively pulled a certain figure next to him into the middle, and firmly protected it in front of him.


    "Because of Goddess Hestia!"


    "Ah?"


    Suddenly becoming the third party caught in the middle, Hestia looked up with a confused expression.


    Luo En took a deep breath and looked seriously at the Goddess of the Hearth in front of him, speaking earnestly.


    As for the other one...


    Sensing something, the Goddess of the Hearth turned her head, the guilt in her eyes nearly impossible to hide, with a look of pure simplicity.


    Luo En flashed a reassuring smile, conveying warmth, support, and encouragement to the hand in his palm, silently screaming.


    Yes, that''s exactly what he needed!


    No amount of cunning from Athena could beat the ease of fooling Hestia.


    This Goddess of the Hearth, heartless and easy to deceive, almost never meddled in worldly affairs, instead immersing herself in her hut cooking up dishes, made for an excellent shield.


    He didn''t know why she had suddenly switched sides and spoken up for him, but choosing her was definitely the right move!


    And moreover...


    The memory of the God of Wine, who seemingly snatched Hestia''s divine position to squeeze into the circle of the Twelve Olympians, undoubtedly told him that this path had high potential.


    After all, he had already blown up a chunk of his mentor Circe''s gold coins when leaving the island, and since the Goddess of the Hearth stuck to her own patch of land experimenting with recipes, she seemed to have little need for her divine position.


    Why not...


    Luo En mulled over this to himself, his gaze drifting toward Hestia shimmering with an unscrupulous light,


    For some reason, Hestia felt a chill down her spine and couldn''t help shivering.


    At that moment, seeing her auntie''s timid reaction, Athena misattributed it, relaxed her scrutinizing gaze, and sighed helplessly.


    "Since Auntie has spoken thus, I won''t press the matter."


    Hearing that her grand-niece didn''t seem intent on pursuing her betrayal, Hestia breathed a sigh of relief; a smile spread across her face as she affectionately took Athena''s hand.


    "Let''s not talk about that. You''ve come from Olympus and must be hungry by now, right?"


    Without waiting for her grand-niece to decline, Hestia reached back and pulled Luo En, who was attempting to sneak away, over to her side, lavishing him with praise.


    "I''m not even exaggerating, Luo En''s understanding of cooking and seasoning is incredible. We''ve come up with many delicious recipes together. Let him cook later, prepare a bowl of noodles for you, and drizzle our newly concocted sauce on top. It''s absolutely delicious!"


    Athena knew her aunt wanted to make amends, and she nodded with a smile in agreement.


    "Okay, but no green onions."


    In an instant, Luo En''s face twitched, as he involuntarily swallowed his saliva and carefully asked,


    "Then, do you eat beef?"


    "Of course, I eat it. Isn''t it a common offering humans make to the gods?"


    Athena gave a blank stare at the chef in front of her who seemed somewhat jittery, confused.


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had received a pardon, and nodded repeatedly.


    That''s good, that''s good.


    He really feared triggering some sort of instant death flag, worrying that after he brought the bowl of noodles out from the kitchen, Athena would come up with a smile and say, "I don''t eat beef," then pull out the Spear of Victory and skewer him into a sieve.

 Chapter 58: Chapter 54: The Inescapable True Fragrance

    "Here we go!"


    Half an hour later, Luo En, busy in the kitchen, brought out a tray and placed several steaming bowls in front of the long-waited diners.


    As soon as they were served, the golden yellow thick soup made from big bones spread a rich aroma; several juicy pieces of sauce-marinated beef on top made it hard to resist the surge in appetite; thin radish slices and a few pieces of tender green leafy vegetables floated up and down, serving to cut through the richness; chopped parsley instead of chopped green onions was sprinkled on top to further release the fragrance; and the crystal-clear noodles swirled in the bowl like ribbons, soaking up the thick beefy broth...


    The all-around stimulation of color and aroma made the waiting diners full of anticipation, eager to fork out a mouthful of noodles. The chewiness of the noodles intertwined with the savory soup in their mouths, making it almost impossible to stop.


    Little Medusa and Hestia, who had already experienced this novelty, were alright, but Athena and Nike, tasting this new type of delicacy for the first time, couldn''t help but be dazzled, their taste buds conquered by it.


    The dining fork in their hands that almost never stopped was the best proof.


    Soon, the two bowls of flavorful beef noodles were polished off by the deities.


    As the great-niece put down her fork and sat up straight, Hestia eagerly came over to ask for their impressions.


    "How was it? Not bad, right?"


    "It was okay..."


    Athena gave a lukewarm evaluation, then slightly turned her head, her gaze falling on someone behind her.


    Luo En, who had evolved into an astute individual, noticed the Goddess of Wisdom''s subtle expression and immediately got the message, diligently clearing away the bowls with a gleefully obsequious smile on his face.


    "It must be that the sample wasn''t enough. I''ll go get another bowl for you to savor, and later, I''ll need your help with more detailed feedback for improvement."


    "Mm."


    With such an out, Athena nodded gracefully, her elegance intact, but the glimmer of praise and satisfaction in her eyes was unmistakable.


    "I want another too!"


    Nike next to her also handed over her emptied bowl, her face showing her longing for more.


    "There''s plenty for everyone!"


    Luo En hastened to assure her, turning back to the kitchen to fill up two full bowls for the powerful deities, and also topped off the nearly empty bowls of Hestia and Little Medusa with more broth and noodles.


    The situation demanded equal treatment for all.


    At least, on the surface, it needed to be flawless, so as not to invite criticism.


    Not to speak of the Goddess of the Hearth, who was in charge of domestic affairs, even Athena herself couldn''t help but be a little tempted.


    "Honestly speaking, I''m starting to have some regrets now. If I''d known, I should have brought you to Olympus ahead of time..."


    The Goddess of Wisdom set down the empty bowl, her gaze lingering on the demigod she had personally groomed.


    Hestia, who was beside her, aggressively marketing, suddenly stiffened her smile, becoming anxious.


    "Compared to Olympus, Knossos City seems to be more fitting as your private territory, right? Now, am I not serving in your chamber?"


    Facing Athena''s scrutiny, Luo En flashed a composed smile.


    "You are welcome anytime you wish to come."


    "Indeed."


    Athena nodded, seemingly quite satisfied with the response.


    Seeing her great-niece apparently giving up on pursuing the matter further, Hestia breathed a sigh of relief.


    After eating her fill, Athena stood up from her seat, lazily stretching her body, and turned to look at Luo En, who was helping Hestia with the housework, her brow lifted, her face breaking into a subtle smile.


    "After the meal, how about... a little practice?"


    "It''s not advisable to engage in strenuous activities after a full meal!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately refused, with an expression that said, "I am considering your well-being," while the alarm for danger in his mind was frantically ringing.


    Fight you? You must be joking!


    Seeing that mischievous look on your face, it''s clear you''ve dug a pit and are waiting for me to jump in, so you can beat me up under a legit pretext.


    Last time, just for sneaking a few pieces of your offerings and gossiping about you behind your back, you made me lie on the ground for seven or eight days, and my butt still hurts.


    You dare say your invitation to spar with me this time isn''t because you were turned down and felt humiliated, seeking vindictive retribution?


    Ha, I''ve seen right through you, a petty-hearted woman!


    Luo En couldn''t help but grumble to himself as he recalled the rose thorns that had pierced his butt that night.


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 Chapter 59: Chapter 55: Sneak Attack from Destiny

    Watching Luo En come up with several excuses in a row to decline and stubbornly refusing to take the bait, Athena could only hold back her malice for the time being and gave the little rascal, who always annoyed her, an annoyed glance.


    "Then let''s play chess, I just had some new insights."


    "Okay, as you wish."


    Having escaped the danger of a beating, Luo En quickly conceded, set up the chessboard, and recalling Hecate''s chess strategy, he began to set traps for Athena in preparation for the upcoming match against that gambling goddess.


    Time flew by, and dusk had arrived outside the window. The fading glow of the sunset streamed through the window lattice, spilling into the living room where Hestia was busy tidying up, and the two who were dominating the long table were locked in an intense and evenly matched game of chess.


    "Luo En, Luo En!"


    With a game ending, Little Medusa, who had been frolicking with Nike in the backyard, excitedly rushed into the house with her friend, showing him something she wore on her chest.


    It was a bronze medal, on which the pattern of several intertwined serpents was cast.


    Luo En touched the head of Little Medusa as she moved closer and asked with a smile.


    "What is it?"


    "A gift! The gift Nike gave me!"


    Little Medusa replied excitedly, her little face beaming with pride.


    Luo En took a closer look for a few more moments, then patiently agreed,


    "Hmm, it looks good, and it suits you quite well."


    "It''s more than that!"


    Little Medusa shook her head, a trace of solemnity appearing on her small face. She raised her hand, clutching the bronze medal in her palm and activated her divine power.


    In an instant, a greyish glow flowed from Medusa''s fingertips and covered her whole body, transforming into a glittering set of full bronze armor, with the characteristic serpent patterns looking almost lifelike.


    "Hum!"


    At the same time, Medusa gave her small hand a shake, and accompanied by a faint metallic tremor, a serpentine bronze chain sword appeared in the young girl''s palm. With a casual swing, it made a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air.


    Feeling the strong divinity contained within the armor and Little Medusa''s suddenly much stronger presence, Luo En''s expression changed.


    "This is..."


    "The Bronze Serpent Armor, it''s what I asked the Craftsman God Hephaestus to infuse with a part of my divinity and personally forge as a weapon." said the Goddess of Wisdom across from him, as she set down the chess piece she was toying with. She smiled faintly and then cast a playful look towards Luo En.


    "Originally, this was prepared for you. However, it seems you wouldn''t need it, so I let Nike give it to Anna instead."


    "..."


    Luo En''s mouth twitched, and he felt a pang of regret so intense it was almost turning blue.


    "Yes," Athena replied, nodding her head as her gaze fell on Little Medusa, who was playing with Nike in the backyard, her expression softening.


    "I am very fond of this child, and she also loves the city of Knossos. Since you have no use for this object, why not train her to be my priestess?"


    Luo En listened attentively, his exterior calm, but his heart stirred with waves that could not be calmed.


    According to a certain legend, after becoming Athena''s priestess, Medusa would be known for her beauty comparable to Athena''s, which would eventually attract the covetous gaze of Poseidon.


    In the end, Medusa was first violated by the shameless God of the Sea in the temple and then spurned and cursed by Athena for losing her chastity, falling completely into a demonic form.


    ��Could it be, even after successfully avoiding the fate of the Formless Island, the inevitability of destiny still possesses a strong rectifying force, seeking to pull everything back onto the set course in another manner?


    Indeed, even with the Dice of Chance in hand, it wasn''t easy to completely shift the wheels of inevitability.


    Foreseeing a new crisis and realizing that the seeds of disaster had been sown upon Medusa, Luo En furrowed his brows deeply. After a moment of thought, he hesitantly turned to Athena, trying to dissuade the Goddess of Wisdom from this idea.


    "Boom!"


    However, before he could speak, a violent tremor came from outside the window, and the whole island of Crete shook slightly.


    Athena''s expression changed as she swiftly got up and rushed outside, with everyone instinctively following.


    At that moment, the sky and earth were dark, and a hundred-foot-high wave rose up from the vast sea, stretching from heaven to earth, hurtling toward the coastline of Crete.


    The Minosians on the streets looked at the engulfing torrent with ashen faces, some screaming and running in all directions, others hugging their loved ones and cowering in corners, the entire city enveloped in apocalyptic cries.


    Damn it, can''t you hold back any longer?!


    The Goddess of Wisdom, her eyes darkened, divine power bursting forth from her body and transforming into golden flames that shot skyward, dispelling the gathered storm clouds in the sky.


    Yet, the waves on the sea continued to advance, and the crisis was not fully averted.


    "Nike!"


    With a low shout from Athena, the little Goddess of Victory at the front immediately transformed into a gold-green long spear and flew into her master''s hand, radiating awe-inspiring sharpness.


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom clad in bronze armor, she summoned a divine shield in her other hand, and stood lost in grave contemplation.


    "I''ll be right back. You all watch this place and keep others away from the shoreline!"


    "Okay!"


    Without hesitation, Little Medusa nodded and rushed toward the panicked crowd, announcing the warning.


    Meanwhile, having given her commands, Athena extended dazzling golden metal wings from her back and leapt towards the towering wave that was almost upon Crete.


    Luo En and Hestia exchanged a glance, both seeing the same worry in each other''s eyes.


    The trouble, it seemed, was about to begin...

 Chapter 60: Chapter 56 Medusa, Youve Been Promoted

    Knossos City, a petite figure in purple darted through the chaotic streets, urgently directing the bewildered residents to find refuge.


    "Granny, lock the doors and windows!"


    "Grandpa Constantine, leave the things on the stall, get inside first!"


    "Sister Beatrice, hide yourself, I will take care of these herbs for you!"


    "..."


    Little Medusa tried her best to settle the nearby panicked residents, but being too young and taken lightly, her frantic efforts only managed to convince a few familiar neighbors.


    Moreover, as the cool clanking of metal armor approached, a century of soldiers tasked with maintaining order in the City of Knossos also noticed the tiny figure running amok on the street.


    "Little girl, whose child are you? Go home! It''s dangerous outside now!"


    The middle-aged officer leading the charge, wearing an ancient Greek helmet with Cretan bull motifs on the sides and a bronze sword at his waist, frowned and chastised Little Medusa as she rushed about.


    The cold reflection from the armor and the chilling gleam of the weapon reminded Little Medusa of past chases, subconsciously making her nervous. Her right hand instinctively reached up to her chest, grabbing the bronze snake-embossed emblem, readying for defense.


    Seeing the girl remain silent, the middle-aged officer was about to send her away when three priestesses accompanying the army caught sight of the emblem in Little Medusa''s hand, their pupils shrank, and they hastily stepped forward to greet her reverently.


    "Divine Envoy, my lord!"


    "Divine Envoy?"


    The middle-aged officer was momentarily stunned and a bit perplexed.


    "Yes, that''s the Goddess''s emblem, only those recognized by the Goddess are worthy of carrying it!"


    The approximately forty-year-old priestess nodded earnestly, her gaze steadfast, while the two accompanying priestesses also nodded in affirmation.


    Backed by the three divine officials, the middle-aged officer who had spoken somewhat harshly moments before now nervously lowered his stance, asking in a deep voice.


    "Divine Envoy, may I ask for your instructions?"


    "I..."


    As hundreds of eyes focused on her, Little Medusa, still somewhat shy by nature, suddenly felt at a loss.


    "Notify everyone outside to leave the coastline immediately and gather them inside the city!"


    Just as Little Medusa found herself at a loss for words, a steady and clear voice came from behind.


    With no further concerns, he readily agreed, leaving thirty individuals to follow the commands of the Divine Envoy before decisively departing.


    At this moment, having just received the authority to command, Little Medusa eagerly summoned everyone, rushing outside the city.


    "It''s urgent, follow me quickly!"


    "Understood, Divine Envoy!"


    The thirty soldiers responded solemnly and quickly followed suit.


    Luo En watched Little Medusa disappear at the city gate, opened his mouth, and could only let out a deep, helpless sigh.


    Now with so many witnesses, whether she was a priestess of Athena or not, she was definitely a priestess of Athena now.


    Alas, one after another, why must they all be so worrisome...


    Seeing the situation was now irreversible, Luo En sighed, glanced at Hestia standing beside him.


    "Let''s go as well."


    The Goddess of the Hearth nodded slightly, lifted her foot, and walked alongside Luo En.


    Meanwhile, above the Sea of Okeanos.


    Howling gales tore through the clouds in all directions, with dozens of spiraling wind columns rising to meet the sky, plunging into the sea, stirring up waves upon waves, as if awakening dragons lying dormant beneath the deep sea.


    Roaring and bellowing, they raised monstrous waves, attempting to extinguish life on land.


    However, just as they bared their fangs and approached the coast, a golden thunderbolt shot forth, instantly spanning hundreds of miles of sea surface.


    "Whoomm!!!"


    With a strong, arcane rumble, an immense flow of divinity surged out, and wave after wave connecting heavens to earth crumbled and shattered, turning into countless scattered droplets, falling back into the sea.


    The wild winds ceased, the overcast sky cleared, revealing the brilliant sunlight that had been hidden by dark clouds.


    The warm light shone on the vast sea, through the misty water vapor, weaving a dazzlingly beautiful rainbow of seven colors.


    Yet, such beauty came at a great cost for the Minosians who often had to take to the sea.


    Athena looked down at the white foam and the vaguely visible wreckage of ships and tattered clothing, her gaze dark, biting down on her silvery teeth, squeezing out cold words.


    "��Poseidon!"

 Chapter 61: Chapter 57: Your infamy is known to none, your sins are known to all.

    Crete Island, along the coastline of Knossos City.


    As the storm ceased and the huge waves subsided, soldiers guiding the evacuation and residents forced to relocate rejoiced in the calm sea and sky, celebrating their survival after the catastrophe.


    However, as bloated, pale bodies and fragments of wooden ship debris washed ashore, the cheering abruptly halted, and a somber, oppressive atmosphere enveloped the area.


    "Don''t just stand there, continue evacuating the elderly, women, and children toward the inner city!


    Those willing to stay, form groups of ten, temporarily organized into reserve units, and follow the command of the city defense forces to search and rescue along the coastline to find any survivors.


    Gather the bodies washed ashore for collection, awaiting family identification; unrelated individuals are not allowed to approach!"


    Luo En''s solemn voice broke the deathly silence, arranging orders meticulously, quickly winding up the halted mobilization machine and steadily bringing it back to operation.


    Since the Minosians of Crete Island were already accustomed to making a living at sea, most of them understood the sea''s temperament and thus rarely chose to settle in dangerous areas too close to the coastline.


    Therefore, there weren''t many people who needed to evacuate, and with those who remained for various reasons, there were barely two to three hundred individuals.


    Under the guidance of the city defense soldiers and the authority of the Divine Envoy Little Medusa, those willing to stay and those needing to evacuate obediently separated and went their respective ways.


    The search and rescue as well as the body collection work also steadily commenced.


    "Set up tents over there to accommodate the injured and the bodies..."


    "You few, prepare some boiling water, allowing everyone who touched a body to thoroughly clean the contacted parts; also prepare some hot soup for those suffering from hypothermia at sea..."


    "In addition, search and rescue teams pay attention, sort the injured by severity; those with medical and first aid experience, go help!"


    In front of the coastline, Luo En searched his brain for knowledge related to disaster relief and epidemic prevention, striving to ensure each stage reached the expected standard of completion.


    Alright, he was a bit of a perfectionist.


    He liked to adhere to the philosophy of either not doing it at all or doing it well.


    Since he took over this mess for Little Medusa, it didn''t hurt to put in a little more effort.


    And with Luo En, a reliable adult in command, the little girl completely relinquished her thoughts and obediently stayed by his side, acting as a human badge and megaphone.


    Even Hestia, one of the Twelve Olympians, couldn''t intervene and simply drifted to the fire, voluntarily taking on the logistical work of boiling water, cooking hot soup, casting spells for healing, and preventing epidemics.


    Before long, the coastal line was cleared, with bodies, ships, and survivors successively salvaged and properly settled.


    A belated reinforcement from Knossos City and the temple priests waited blankly for a while, then were directed by Luo En and Medusa to handle the aftermath and corresponding disaster statistics.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by the tremor of Aether Magic, a golden streak of light descended from the sky and landed on an open space along the coast.


    The Goddess of Wisdom and War, Athena, showed her original form. Under the excited and fervent gazes of soldiers, priests, and residents, she looked around and walked towards Little Medusa, the center of command and coordination, to inquire in a low voice.


    "How are things here?"


    Little Medusa instinctively straightened up and thoroughly reported the current situation.


    "Two harbors were damaged to varying degrees, needing more than half a day for emergency repairs;


    Three merchant ships and four fishing boats failed to reach the sheltered harbors in time, resulting in collisions, but fortunately, there were no casualties;


    "Me? Uh, although I would like to share your worries, I am but a mere demigod..."


    "A demigod who can evoke the divine aspect of war, capable of taking several dozen of my strikes?"


    Athena narrowed her eyes slightly, letting out a leisurely, cold snort.


    "Don''t be modest; even though I don''t know from which line of Ares'' descendants you hail, your potential is undeniable, or else I wouldn''t want to train you as a lesser deity."


    "Thank you for your kind offer, but it seems I do not yet have the qualification to partake in the wars between the gods, being a demigod," Luo En said, still not accepting the offer, well aware of his own strength and place.


    Then, to avoid being pushed into a corner, he promptly shifted the blame to another more convenient scapegoat.


    "If you really can''t set your mind at ease about the people of Crete, why not consider Lady Heiya?"


    "Aunt Hestia has already made it clear that she has withdrawn from the conflicts of Olympus; I don''t want to drag her into it again," Athena said, glancing at a figure in the crowd who was boiling water for medicine, her voice growing low after a slight pause.


    "Besides, even if she intervened, it would only make things worse..."


    "Hestia? The Goddess of the Hearth?!"


    Upon hearing this "explosive" piece of information, Luo En belatedly widened his eyes, exhibiting the appropriate shock and surprise.


    However, Athena didn''t speak, only looking disdainfully at someone.


    Keep pretending, keep it up! Not to mention that simpleton Hestia, you probably guessed who I am the first time we met, right?


    "..."


    In the face of the silence, Luo En gave a resigned smile, tactfully changing the subject.


    "Are you saying that this game will be kept to a level below that of the deities?"


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    "I can only try to ensure that both Olympus and Atlantis cannot intervene in this matter; the rest is up to you..." Athena said, shaking her head noncommittally, exhaustion in her eyes.


    Luo En frowned, falling into deep thought.


    Seeing that there was still no answer from him, a faint look of disappointment appeared on the Goddess of Wisdom''s face, as she spoke in a deep voice.


    "Of course, you can also choose to leave before trouble arrives. In consideration of your aunt and that child, I will not hold you accountable."


    Luo En, still undecided, was about to speak when the aether-etched, twelve-sided die atop the bronze altar within his mind burst into a long-dormant golden radiance.


    As it turned eerily, the three sea-wave lines representing Poseidon and the five serpent patterns representing Athena appeared in succession, followed by a mechanical voice tinged with joy.


    "Your infamy is unknown, but your crimes are proclaimed throughout the world!


    Congratulations, your actions have once again succeeded in prying the gears of fate, precipitating the crisis on Crete Island. Please make your vile choice within three days.


    Blasphemy One: Choose to assist the Goddess Athena, wisdom and war combined, against the impending maritime disaster, and succeed in randomly gaining one of Poseidon''s divine blessings.


    Blasphemy Two: Choose to aid the God of the Sea, Poseidon, in hastening the Minos civilization towards its end, and succeed in randomly gaining one of Athena''s divine blessings.


    Blasphemy Three: Choose to oppose both Athena and Poseidon, extinguish the flame of wisdom, shatter the glory of the God of the Sea, cause the Minosians to weep, let Atlantis sink, and succeed in obtaining a divine blessing from both Athena and Poseidon!"


    Perceiving the three glinting golden glyphs within his mind, Luo En''s expression subtly changed, and he drew a sharp breath.

 Chapter 62: Chapter 58: Plucking Athena Bald?

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    Here it comes, the deadly challenge is here!


    The three gold divine prophecies on the bronze altar in his mind flickered in and out of existence as Luo En felt a strong sense of crisis welling up inside him.


    As previously mentioned, the gold divine prophecies correspond to high-difficulty challenges that exceed his current abilities, filled with extreme danger.


    The "Battle of the Cyclops" and the "Chase of Okeanos" from version 1.0 were close calls that nearly cost him his life. In the end, he had to exploit the special environment of the Formless Island, using a sleight of hand and muddying the waters to successfully trap the Atlantean Guard that had been on his tail across half the Sea of Okeanos.


    Otherwise, the grass on his grave would probably be a meter tall by now.


    Now, even before the 2.0 version of the event officially started, it immediately brought forth Goddess Athena and God of the Sea Poseidon, both among the leading fighters of the Twelve Olympians. It doesn''t take a genius to know that the trouble and danger this time are likely to surpass the previous occasion by far.


    Besides...


    What do you mean my actions have triggered a crisis for the Minosians? Don''t falsely accuse a good person!


    Athena and Poseidon are throwing down, and the Atlanteans and Minosians are at each other''s throats, but what does that have to do with me?


    With a black pot of blame inexplicably dumped on his head, Luo En felt a bit depressed and hurriedly tried to clear his name in his mind.


    However, when he thought about what he had done on the Sea of Okeanos and the changes he brought to Knossos City, he couldn''t help but feel so guilty he was at a loss for words.


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    Okay, maybe there''s a little bit of a connection.


    A little bit...


    Luo En tried hard to distance himself from the title of Greece''s "bad guy" and "troublemaker of divine eras," but the brilliant gold prophecies in his mind undoubtedly told him he couldn''t wash his hands of this matter.


    Even if he wasn''t the chief culprit, he was almost certainly the fuse to the powder keg.


    Through prolonged trial and error and with faint guesses in his heart, Luo En gradually came to understand how the gold divine prophecies'' version updates and workings came to fruition.


    The answer was simple.


    While completing his Daily and Weekly Chapters, he would inevitably incorporate "chance," as represented by the "dice," into the "inevitability" of "fate," causing the two to clash and diverge to varying degrees.


    Once this aberration, which goes against the "constant," escalates to a certain level, it would surely provoke a backlash from "fate," thereby triggering a series of crises attempting to erase him, the "variable."


    This, presumably, is the so-called cause of the "version event."


    So, it looks like I can''t avoid the trouble at hand.


    As for how to choose...


    Luo En''s thoughts raced, weighing the first and second options.


    Luo En nodded noncommittally and, standing shoulder to shoulder with Athena, gazed out into the pitch-black Sea of Okeanos, speaking with a profound tone.


    "So, you mean to say that in this competition, Crete Island is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength, and to safely get through this crisis, we can only rely on our wits, right?"


    During the conversation, Luo En raised his hand to his forehead, turning to look at Athena beside him.


    "I''m having second thoughts now. Is it possible for me to back out?"


    "..."


    Athena''s enigmatic smile froze for a moment, and she clenched her teeth in secret, feeling an itching desire to punch someone rise from the fist hidden in her sleeve.


    Alright, she liked smart people, but not those who were too smart for their own good.


    "The authority of war!"


    Athena gave a sidelong glance at a certain mischievous scamp, uttering a soft, cold humph.


    "As long as you can protect the entire Crete Island, I will let you see what true war authority is like and help you ascend to godhood!"


    "It''s a deal!"


    Suddenly, Luo En''s face cleared of earlier troubles and indecisiveness, and he smiled brightly as he high-fived the Goddess of Wisdom in a vow.


    That smooth transition darkened Athena''s expression even more.


    "I have other matters to attend to, I need to see King Minos!"


    The Goddess of Wisdom spoke stiffly as she turned her head to beckon Nike outside, transforming into a ray of light and vanishing into the thick night.


    "Lady Goddess, have a good journey," Luo En called out from the woods, waving goodbye with a warm and enthusiastic smile on his face.


    After all, if he was fortunate enough to save Crete Island this time, not only could he pluck a few ''wool strands'' from Ares, the War God, who was closely related to his own divine bloodline with the help of Athena, but he would also receive a promise from the Goddess of Wisdom and the Baptism of the God of the Sea''s divine authority as a reward from the oracle of gold, essentially hitting three birds with one stone��what a jackpot!


    Moreover, this seemed like a new train of thought.


    Who decreed he could only follow that unlucky dice and scrape a living? If he intensified the conflicts between the Twelve Olympians, taking the role of bookmaker, siding with some, opposing others, and muddying the waters, wouldn''t he be able to play both ends against the middle?


    Then, he could choose whose gold coins to burst!


    The more Luo En thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and his mood became increasingly buoyant.


    However, as he was about to leave the secluded dense forest, he suddenly remembered a problem.


    Wait a moment, if I''m to help protect Crete Island during the great disaster, shouldn''t they give me some sort of credential?


    Luo En looked at his empty hands and then back at the vanished silhouette in the night sky, his mouth twitching slightly.


    It seemed he might have overplayed his hand a bit.

 Chapter 63: Chapter 59: Im Old, Not Dead!

    Late at night, in the royal palace of Knossos City.


    An aging man holding a gold scepter, draped in a white robe, sat upon the cold throne. His brows and eyes drooped slightly, resembling a dozing lion whose unspoken authority naturally emanated.


    King Minos, now the religious and political leader of the city-states on Crete Island, the common lord of all Minosians, was also the son of the Divine King Zeus and the divine consort Europa.


    Legend had it that Zeus, transformed into a white bull, brought the Phoenician princess Europa to Crete Island, where he wooed her, giving birth to their sons Minos, Radamanthys, and Sarpedon. He promised them dominion over the land.


    To inherit the throne, the three brothers became enemies and fought against each other.


    Ultimately, Minos banished Radamanthys and Sarpedon, emerging as the victor of the ordeal.


    Though he had seized the throne, he led the civilization of Crete Island to its zenith, thanks to his outstanding personal talents.


    During his reign, he was famous for his stringent legal governance, which turned the whole of Crete Island into the most prosperous and developed human settlement of the time.


    Now, as the enormous waves from the sea subsided, several priests and generals gathered in the great hall, reporting to King Minos on the throne about the damage and casualties across the city-states of Crete Island.


    "The twenty-seven boats that went out to sea during the day have all been confirmed destroyed, with 98 confirmed dead, 32 injured to varying degrees, and 64 missing..."


    "Two sea ports outside of Knossos City have incurred minor damage, currently under urgent repairs. In addition, three merchant ships and four fishing boats collided, but rescue and blockade were timely, and there are no casualties at the moment..."


    "Two villages in the city of Nossia are destroyed, with 37 dead and 21 missing..."


    "A hundred and twenty acres of good farmland in Gidus City have been flooded with seawater, resulting in 29 deaths and 15 missing..."


    "Kidonia City..."


    With each piece of bad news reaching his ears, the furrow between the old man''s brows on the throne deepened, forming a brand steeped in sorrow and frustration.


    "Enough!"


    Finally, a voice that could no longer bear it echoed through the vacant palace. The old man opened his half-closed eyes; his unkempt white hair danced with the surge of divine power.


    "Wasn''t the warning message disseminated through the temple right away? Why are there still so many casualties in those city-states?!"


    The somber roar, like a chill wind, swept through the hall. The reporting priests and generals, feeling the weight of that authoritative divinity, couldn''t help but bow their heads even lower.


    Free from their father''s control, these newly appointed princes gradually revealed their own restlessness.


    Especially as King Minos aged, this tendency became increasingly evident.


    Ordinarily, for the harmony and prosperity of the cities of Crete, King Minos could turn a blind eye.


    But now, as crisis loomed, the princes'' negligence of duty obviously crossed King Minos''s red line.


    "I am old..."


    On the throne, the aging lion pushed away his daughter Ariadne''s comfort and suddenly stood up. His tall body, nearly two meters high, towered at the steps, his imposing presence burst forth, nearly suffocating those present.


    "But I am not dead!"


    The words came out one by one from the mouth of the elderly lion, his pale gold eyes looking down at the generals and priests gathered in the palace, growling coldly.


    "Make them all roll back here and report to me in person!"


    "Yes! Yes!"


    The priests and generals responsible for delivering orders nodded frantically like pecking chickens and, after King Minos waved his hand impatiently, wiped their cold sweat and rushed out of the palace as if granted amnesty.


    A lion who has seen blood, no matter how old, is not one to be defied or challenged by cubs living in a greenhouse, as long as its teeth have not all fallen out and its claws have not worn away.


    It seems the brothers who have been lax for a long time are in for a tough time on their return.


    Ariadne, watching her father in his towering rage, couldn''t help but sigh inwardly.


    But at this critical juncture concerning the survival of Crete Island, there was no room for soft-heartedness. Her brothers had yet to see the real crisis facing the Minosians. If they were to be disciplined, they had no one else to blame.


    After all, compared to these insignificant accountability issues, the disaster brewing at sea was the truly enormous trouble.


    In the empty hall, father and daughter looked out at the deep night sky and simultaneously let out a sigh.


    Suddenly, the bronze bird-shaped wind chimes on the eaves rang out a clear tone, instantly dissipating the oppressive atmosphere in the hall.


    The father and daughter both startled and turned their eyes together toward the figure at the entrance.

 Chapter 64: 60 chapters: Rather than proving yourself, its better to smear the enemy.

    "Lady Goddess!"


    Upon recognizing the newcomer, Ariadne, the chief priest, lit up with joy and hurried forward with a respectful trot to greet her.


    The aged lion that followed closely humbled himself by bowing his proud head, his eyes filled with shame and bitterness.


    "To have troubled you to come here personally is truly a failure on my part."


    "Enough, I''m not here to listen to such futile ramblings."


    Athena waved her hand to dismiss the formalities of King Minos and his chief priest, set up a barrier with another gesture, and got straight to the point.


    "Besides Knossos, what about the other cities? Start with those."


    Ariadne, responsible for liaising with all regions, nodded respectfully and reported the compiled details of each city to her Goddess Athena with accuracy.


    This naturally included her brother''s somewhat unruly actions.


    After listening attentively, Athena nodded slightly, her face showing little surprise.


    The situation in the Cretan cities was much as she had heard from Little Medusa, with little difference.


    Although there were unexpected losses due to negligence, these were still within controllable limits.


    As for how King Minos would deal with his disobedient beloved sons, that was not something she needed to concern herself with.


    If she had to intervene in even such trivial matters, then his position as the King of Crete was better off relinquished sooner rather than later.


    Filtering the information in her mind briefly, Athena opened her eyes and looked at the old lion beside her that was showing signs of ageing.


    "Hmm, I''m more or less informed about the matters on the island. And the sea? Any news about this sudden onslaught of the giant wave?"


    "Yes!"


    King Minos nodded emphatically, his golden eyes emitting intense frustration and anger.


    "During your time back in Olympus, the Temple of the Sea God claimed that a detachment of the Atlantean Imperial Guard vanished near the waters of Occhanos, and there were mass slaughters of sea monsters with divine blood, including one of Poseidon''s demigod offspring..."


    "So, they suspect it''s the work of the Minosians?"


    Athena''s eyebrows slightly raised, and then she nodded thoughtfully.


    "That makes sense. To hunt down a large number of divine-blooded sea monsters and a demigod offspring of Poseidon, and then make a detachment of the Atlantean Imperial Guard that came to investigate disappear without a trace is not an easy feat. And looking at the entire nearby sea, it seems only Crete Island could have managed such a deed."


    Following that, Athena glanced at King Minos beside her and then added another sentence.


    "Besides, the motive also seems plausible..."


    "Lady Goddess, I have always remembered your teachings and never once initiated such conflicts!"


    "Hold us accountable?"


    Athena''s lips tightened as she let out a cold, mocking laugh.


    "Accountable for what? Shouldn''t it be me demanding accountability from Poseidon? He raised massive waves without distinguishing the innocent from the guilty, destroying 17 harbors and 25 villages on Crete Island in succession, burying thousands of acres of fertile land, leading to the death of thousands and the displacement of tens of thousands, and causing over 300 ships at sea to sink because of him. Shouldn''t it be him who''s held responsible first?"


    "What?"


    Ariadne, standing nearby, was utterly astounded by the listed damages, exaggerated tenfold or more.


    Even King Minos himself was struggling to make sense of it.


    Seeing their naive reactions, the Goddess of Wisdom rubbed her forehead in frustration, cautioning them with heartfelt earnestness.


    "Remember, when the other party isn''t playing fair, don''t fall into the trap of proving your innocence, trying to explain yourself to others. Those who slander you know better than anyone how innocent you are. Such rebuttals are endless."


    King Minos and Princess Ariadne nodded as if they understood, but the confusion in their eyes showed they still couldn''t fully grasp the concept.


    Noticing this, Athena pinched her somewhat aching brow, mumbling to herself.


    Explaining this to honest and simple-minded people is truly exhausting.


    If he were here, he''d surely grasp it without need for explanation, keeping up with my thoughts...


    While reminiscing about someone who was rarely on the same wavelength as her, the Goddess of Wisdom steered the conversation in a more straightforward direction.


    "The logic is simple. If Poseidon can suspect that Crete Island massacred his Divine Blood kin and wiped out his Atlantean Guard,


    then I can also suspect that the Atlantean Guard hasn''t vanished at all, and it''s all a self-directed ruse meant to frame us, with the objective of launching another great purge against humanity and thereby expanding his divine authority from the sea onto land.


    The Chief God might ignore other affairs, but he would definitely inquire about such a matter."


    With this realization, the father and daughter finally saw the light.


    Indeed, if all are baseless accusations, then who is cleaner than whom?


    Instead of proving oneself, it is better to tarnish the enemy!


    As long as the noise is loud enough, Poseidon won''t be able to meddle overtly."


    "Don''t celebrate too soon!"


    However, before the two could relax, Athena doused them with a cold reality check.


    "Even if I can hold back Poseidon and the mighty forces of Atlantis, I may not be able to fend off all the trouble at sea."


    As she spoke, the Goddess of Wisdom turned her gaze toward the vast sea shrouded in night, her eyes distant, and her face reflecting deep concern.


    "I have a premonition that Poseidon won''t let this go so easily this time..."

 Chapter 65: Chapter 61: Surely there must be a deep meaning behind what Lady Athena has done, right?

    The atmosphere in the great hall, which had just eased, became oppressive once again, and the mood of the father and daughter was inevitably heavy.


    "Well, there''s no time to lose. To avoid further complications, I must set out immediately and return to Olympus!"


    After imparting a portion of her strategic plans, the goddess who presided over wisdom and victory displayed her resolute and decisive nature. She rose to her feet and with a deep voice, gave her instructions to King Minos and her own high priestess.


    "After my departure, the matters of Crete Island are in your hands. Should you encounter any trouble that you cannot resolve..."


    Athena paused briefly, standing before the palace steps, her gaze stretching toward a certain part of Knossos City under the veil of night, her purple eyes flickering with a mysterious light.


    "You can go to the third street, to the house numbered seven. There might be someone there who can help you..."


    "Are you referring to the Divine Envoy?"


    Priestess Ariadne, upon hearing this, remembered the report from several priestesses before departure and the bronze serpent emblem impression they brought, her eyes lighting up with realisation.


    Athena smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying, a playful curve forming on her lips.


    "When you go, bring two portions of desserts for me, remember, they should be offerings."


    "Ah?"


    Upon this strange request, the high priestess was taken aback. However, before she could voice her confusion, Athena had already spread her metallic wings and, transforming into a beam of light, disappeared from the great hall.


    Desserts? Offerings?


    Stunned, Princess Ariadne and King Minos exchanged glances, then solemnly nodded, engraving the goddess''s last instruction deep into their hearts.


    Indeed, the Lady Goddess must have had a profound reason for this!


    Meanwhile, on the third street, at the house of Hestia.


    Luo En lay sprawled on his soft bed in the shape of a "big" character, lazily stretching his limbs.


    Since getting up, he had been busy sowing seeds and tending to the seedlings, which occupied his entire morning;


    If it weren''t for the fact that summoned creatures are constrained by the summoner''s magic power strength, summoning skill level, and their own physical condition, Luo En speculated that the dragon-tooth warriors summoned with these [Python''s Fang] could even reach Demigod status.


    Even so, having seven peak Gold-level, astonishingly tough, and fearlessly fierce dragon-tooth warriors appear on the battlefield could definitely change the tide of a small-scale conflict.


    When necessary, they could indeed be used as a surprise force.


    Luo En thought to himself and nodded, tossing the seven engraved summoning charms of [Python''s Fang] into the Magic Array for storage.


    He then shifted his gaze to the second and third chips.


    One was an ancient bronze longsword and the other was a bronze armor riddled with stabbings and hackings.


    The blade of the sword emitted a cold chill on either side, and the armor still bore dried reddish-black bloodstains��evidences that they were remnants from a battlefield.


    ����In a devastating city-state war, the War God Ares, delighted by the hunt, descended to join the fray. He personally slew the most valiant hero with divine blood on the battlefield and stripped off his armor, taking his longsword as a trophy.


    Although the two items were not on par with those crafted by the god of craftsmen and cyclops, they were still of Demigod quality and suited Luo En perfectly at the moment.


    As usual, Luo En put on the armor inside the house, weighed the handle of the sword, and familiarized himself with the balance and feel of the weapons and armor to prevent haste in arming himself when battle loomed.


    After some basic training, he turned his attention to the last chip.


    It was a pair of bronze bracelets with owl patterns that contained the divinity of Athena that he had mentioned many times. They not only allowed the wearer to remain calm and immune to certain forms of mental interference but also had the effect of enabling quick entry into meditation and amplifying magic power.


    In fact, in addition to being the Goddess of Wisdom and War, Athena was also regarded by some as the Goddess of Magic.


    Luo En glanced at the pair of bronze bracelets, put them on directly, and then pulled down his sleeves to carefully conceal them.


    A refreshing coolness spread through Luo En''s body from the bracelets, easing both physical and mental fatigue, prompting him to let out a pleasurable moan.


    Although there were four useful items drawn from the silver pool,


    without a doubt, Luo En''s favorite was this pair of bracelets with their superior support effects.


    It must be said that as long as Athena, his elder sister, did not ambush him in the bronze pool, when she did issue gold coins, they were often of premium quality.


    So, after this battle is over, what else do you have waiting for me, Athena?


    With a subtle sense of anticipation, Luo En lay in bed, accompanied by the floating patterns of light from the bronze bracelets, and slipped into both meditation and a restful sleep.

 Chapter 66: Chapter 62: I Choose to Stop Thinking

    The remnants of the night had faded, and dawn had broken.


    As the feeble morning light penetrated the crevices of the window lattice, Luo En, who had enjoyed a good night''s sleep, yawned, got out of bed, pulled back the curtains, and gazed out over the entirety of Knossos City.


    Through the streets and alleys, the thin mist that drifted in from the sea had not yet fully dispersed, but there were already people and vendors emerging from their homes or setting up their stalls, commencing the usual rhythm of life.


    Wisps of cooking smoke rose from nearby homes, carrying the scent of food, which diluted the terror and unease that had loomed over the city the previous night.


    The number of city defense soldiers, who had been stationed at street corners to maintain order, had visibly decreased.


    It appeared that, after a night of settling, the situation had gradually calmed down, and everyone''s life seemed to have fallen back onto its old track.


    Their Goddess, their sovereign, would, as usual, shelter the people of Crete Island, enjoying days of prosperity and stability.


    However, after scanning the surroundings, Luo En''s eyes gradually narrowed.


    The blockade at the city''s coastline had not been entirely lifted;


    The number of patrol teams within the city had decreased, yet the quantity of soldiers in the barracks had increased;


    And the defense force at the Astrological Observatory, the palace, the temples, and the sacrificial grounds had been reinforced, with personnel coming and going even more frequently...


    A relaxed exterior with a tight core?


    Luo En arrived at a conclusion in his mind, shook his head, calmly closed the doors and windows, and went downstairs to the kitchen to start a fire.


    Leave professional matters to the professionals.


    The current state of affairs on Crete Island hadn''t deteriorated to a matter of life and death, so it wasn''t yet his turn to worry for the Minosians.


    Instead of fussing over these things, it was better to eat well, drink well, and do what he was supposed to do at the moment.


    Luo En, as always, had prepared breakfast for Little Medusa and Hestia, who had not yet risen, and afterward, he took his farming tools to the backyard to continue tending the land, replanting, and... sword training!


    The ancient longsword of aquamarina hue repeatedly hacked, thrusted, and sliced through the empty yard...


    Over and over again.


    ~~


    For several days, all was calm.


    The horrific tidal wave that struck at dusk seemed nothing more than a fleeting nightmare.


    The Minosians, gradually emerging from the shadows, resumed their usual activities: some went out to sea, some set up their stalls, some tilled their fields, and life returned to its peaceful tempo, with the city regaining its usual bustle and noise.


    And the only news of late that might be considered a bit sensational


    was merely about the Prince who had been out on assignment, summoned back in a hurry by the King for failing to adequately manage the disaster.


    Of course, considering King Minos''s reputation for strict enforcement of laws, these Princes, with their noble Divine Blood, couldn''t escape their father''s whip. They were each flogged half to death, stripped of all authority, and then sent into the temple to pray for the Goddess''s forgiveness.


    It was said that they hadn''t come out for several days, with their daily meals having to be delivered inside by Princess Ariadne.


    Luo En listened to the rumors from the neighbors, living his daily life as usual.


    Since ancient times, whenever a major event occurred, nations needed to operate as a whole, a unified law to unleash unparalleled potential and cooperate to face risks.


    Although the political systems in the East and West are different, the basic principles of operation are mutually intelligible.


    Clearly, King Minos, not shying away from making a big fuss, intended to take the opportunity of negligence to call his sons back for punishment, with plans to assert his authority and reclaim power.


    In doing so, he could prove that his influence remained strong, deter those slightly restless voices, and then focus the collective strength of the cities of Crete to prepare for the approaching trouble.


    Luo En thought of Athena, whom he hadn''t seen since their parting, and his brows drew together in concern.


    As expected, it had come to that point...


    While Luo En was calculating the next developments, a petite purple figure darted out.


    "Anna, where are you going?"


    Hestia peeked out from the kitchen, her eyes showing surprise.


    "To tell everyone not to go out to sea!"


    Little Medusa spoke without hesitation.


    "It''s useless."


    A low voice came from behind, rational and detached.


    Luo En wiped the bronze longsword in his hand, his gaze deep and penetrating.


    "Minosians cannot live without the sea, just like fish cannot live without water. They have to make a living, and until the crisis truly arrives, until they feel the real pain themselves, nothing will stop them from going out to sea..."


    "I know..."


    Little Medusa nodded, her gaze as resolute as ever.


    "But, if I can persuade even one person, that''s one less person in danger!"


    With that, the petite figure rushed out of the room decisively, not looking back as she sped towards the coastal camp.


    Luo En looked at his own empty hand and at the small figure disappearing at the end of the road, somewhat bewildered.


    Some people, having been caught in the rain themselves, don''t want to see others running in the rain without an umbrella and wish to shelter them.


    And some people, because they have been soaked themselves, want to tear apart others'' umbrellas, leaving them exposed to the rain as well.


    Perhaps, Luo En wasn''t one of the latter.


    But Little Medusa was certainly one of the former.


    What a fool...


    In the courtyard, Luo En shook his head, reminiscing about the intense battle with Athena that evening and the insights gained, gradually entering the state of "Infinite Martial Refinement", his sword continuing to swing forward.


    Each time faster than the last, each time more powerful than the last!

 Chapter 67: Chapter 63 Dont sleep too deeply tonight!

    The next morning, a noisy and chaotic clamor, mixed with faint crying, drifted from the harbor.


    Something had happened!


    Upon hearing the commotion, Hestia in the kitchen slightly tensed her expression and immediately peeked out from in front of the stove, eagerly looking towards the figure in the backyard.


    Sensing the gaze almost sticking to his back, Luo En sighed, put away the bronze longsword in his hand, and took the initiative to speak.


    "Forget it, come with me to have a look."


    "Okay!"


    Hestia instantly felt reassured, hastily setting down the kitchenware and obediently following behind Luo En, heading towards the direction of the harbor.


    Her grandniece Athena had cautioned her before her departure to heed the opinions of a certain fellow in all matters.


    There was much she did not understand.


    But she knew that some words had to be taken seriously.


    Following the flow of people out of the city gates and hurrying to the harbor on the outskirts of Knossos City, this place had already gathered quite a number of figures drawn by the news.


    There were soldiers maintaining order, priests conducting statistics and investigations, and priestesses providing comfort and treatment; and on the outermost ring, an anxious crowd of common folk peered inward...


    By now, within the harbor under martial law, dozens of bodies soaked white in the seawater were being dragged ashore by the soldiers one after another.


    Most of the deceased were dressed in coarse linen, with rough skin and a faint redness from sun exposure, presenting the standard visage of seafarers and low-ranking merchants.


    Their causes of death varied greatly.


    Some faces showed the purplish hue of oxygen deprivation, some bodies were twisted with shattered bones, some eyes bulged with terror, and some limbs were torn off, leaving only half-trunks...


    A grotesque and bloody scene made some of the weaker-hearted Minosians turn their heads to squat on the ground, heaving continuously.


    But more people were anxiously pulling at soldiers and acquaintances, seeking and inquiring; or upon hearing the dread news, they rushed forward, crying and wailing in disbelief.


    Clearly, among these dead might be their brothers and loved ones.


    As more and more people arrived, the situation became increasingly chaotic and noisy.


    Luo En slightly furrowed his brow, pulled Hestia to a higher point on the outskirts, and gazed towards the sea.


    The murky tide slapped against the shore, creating rings of ghostly froth.


    Amidst the foam, chunks of broken timber of varying sizes were carried onto the shore.


    They were fragments of ships.


    And not just fishing boats, among them, there seemed to be merchant ships engraved with simple protective spells...


    Luo En''s eyes moved across the irregular gaps on the timber planks and settled on a ship''s keel in the distance that had seemingly been torn in two by a tremendous force, his brow knitting more tightly.


    Luo En''s eyes flashed as he took the initiative to speak.


    "Do you have the departure times, the status of the investigation of the bodies, and the sea charts marked with merchant shipping routes and nearby fishing grounds? Bring me a copy!"


    "Alright!"


    Upon hearing the request, Little Medusa nodded without hesitation and immediately ran toward the group of Priestesses.


    As the young girl left to retrieve the sea charts, Luo En turned to look at Hestia beside him.


    "Do you know any experienced old fishermen nearby? I have some questions I want to ask."


    "Yes, there are!"


    Hestia, who had been idle, perked up at this and immediately looked around, pulling over an old man with a stooped figure from nearby.


    The weathered face and calloused hands were enough to prove his identity.


    Looking at the somewhat distressed face before him, Luo En was slightly taken aback.


    He remembered, wasn''t this old man named Constantine?


    "Anna''s brother? Whatever you want to ask, go ahead!"


    The old man tried to muster a smile on his face and took the initiative to speak.


    Luo En composed himself, nodded, and quietly posed several questions about the diurnal tides and the speed of sailing ships.


    The old man, named Constantine, truly lived up to the name of an old fisherman; although his descriptions were somewhat vague, he could give Luo En relatively accurate data based on his rich experience.


    As each question and answer validated each other, Luo En''s eyes became thoughtful.


    "It''s here!"


    Before long, Little Medusa returned with her hands full of sea charts, quickly running up to Luo En and spreading them out on the ground, one by one.


    Luo En didn''t speak, but picked up a stick, scrutinizing various markings around Crete Island on the sea chart and writing down several numbers for a rough calculation.


    And when the results appeared before him, his expression inevitably grew more somber.


    Seeing Luo En''s expression, Little Medusa instinctively stepped forward to ask.


    "What''s wrong?"


    Luo En waved his hand and waited until Hestia tactfully sent the old fisherman away, then turned to look at the newly appointed Goddess of Wisdom''s Divine Envoy beside him and spoke in a deep voice.


    "Believe what I''m saying, and remind the coastal defense forces and the Temple Priests to not sleep too deeply tonight, especially in the first half of the night..."


    "...!"


    Hearing that low and serious voice, Little Medusa, who knew the man''s character well, turned pale and nodded gravely.

 Chapter 68: Chapter 64: When the God of Stove starts to think, the God of Wine begins to laugh.

    In the evening, the two returned home.


    As soon as he entered the door, Luo En headed straight for the second floor, opened the door to his room, rushed into the bedroom, and fell asleep right away.


    Downstairs, Hestia, full of questions, looked at the closed bedroom door, opened her mouth, but ultimately didn''t say anything. She turned around, holding the groceries, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.


    Since little Anna wasn''t there, she only needed to prepare dinner for two people tonight, which meant a bit less work.


    However, Hestia, distracted at the stove, nearly cut her fingers with the knife several times, and made frequent mistakes in steps like frying and seasoning.


    As a result, what should have been a simple dinner took Hestia over two grueling hours to complete, emerging from the smoke-filled kitchen as if she had survived a catastrophe.


    At this time, Luo En in the second-floor bedroom still showed no signs of waking up.


    Hestia had no choice but to finish her own portion with a waxen taste, then sat restlessly at the dining table, occasionally glancing out the window into the dark night.


    Time ticked by, and just as the Goddess of the Hearth, who could no longer stand it, was about to rush upstairs, break down the door, and drag a certain someone out of bed, a series of dull roars exploded along the coastal areas outside Knossos City.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    With the violent roaring, dazzling patterns of light whipped up a fierce Aether storm, sweeping across the entire coastline.


    Defensive charms? And magic traps? So many?!


    Hestia, looking at the ribbons of light that almost illuminated half of the night sky outside the city, was utterly dumbfounded.


    "Thud, thud, thud, thud!"


    Meanwhile, dull sounds of flesh being torn apart erupted one after another over the shallows and the sea surface, with what seemed to be pieces of limbs and organs thrown about, and the rich stench of the sea wafted through the turbulent winds.


    Guided by the flickering light of Magic Arrays, Hestia, standing at the window, saw the distorted, writhing outlines on the sea''s surface and the shadows constantly moving up from the deeper waters, her face filled with astonishment.


    "What, what?"


    "The beast tide..."


    Accompanied by a somewhat lazy getting-up noise, the tightly-shut door of the second-floor bedroom opened, and Luo En, yawning, came down the stairs, sat at the dining table, and leisurely served himself dinner.


    Recalling what this man had told Anna during the day, Hestia was shocked.


    Besides, there aren''t many human settlements nearby, and King Minos and the God of the Sea have never gotten along, having had some friction recently. A little bit of reasoning and you would know that they are most likely targeting Crete Island."


    In the face of such disdain, Hestia nodded awkwardly, mumbling to herself.


    "Time, I''m asking you where did you get such precise timing for the encounter?"


    "It''s not about being precise."


    Luo En shook his head, pulled out a few of the papyrus sheets, and pointed out the details to Hestia.


    "Based on the departure times and speeds of the ships, I figured out the rough sinking locations. Then, combining the tidal conditions, the movement speeds of the Sea Beasts that left traces on the wreckage, as well as the creatures'' behavioral habits, I was pretty much able to estimate the time of the beast tide''s landing on the island.


    Moreover, that old man mentioned that every year as winter approaches, the Sea Beasts have a habit of coming ashore at night, with the tide and the wind, to attack livestock and villagers. It''s just that the numbers are sparse and not concentrated.


    With mutual corroboration and a sufficient amount of related data for reference, reaching this conclusion wasn''t difficult."


    Hestia looked at the three pages full of dense text that made her dizzy, and she unconsciously swallowed hard.


    You call this... not difficult?


    Unaware that he was being looked up to by a failing goddess, Luo En finished his last mouthful of rice and turned to look out at the coastline, shimmering with light patterns, feeling somewhat emotional.


    "However, speaking of which, I wasn''t entirely certain. It was just an attempt. I didn''t expect King Minos to actually believe it. Looking at the density of the Defensive Charms and Magic Traps, it seems he''s mobilized half of Knossos City''s temple''s worth of sacrificial offerings and priests."


    "Yeah, with such thorough preparations, there shouldn''t be any problems now, right?"


    Hestia stood up, staring at the swarms of Sea Beasts that were being bombarded, repelled by spells, bolts of magic power, arrows, and spears, and murmured softly.


    "Laaaa..."


    Just then, a melodious and lingering song came from the sea, and the front-row soldiers were instantly enraptured. Their souls resonated with it, and then... they stepped forward woodenly, one foot stepping into emptiness, either plummeting onto the cold cliff face and shattering into a lump of flesh or falling into the churning waves to become fodder for the Sea Beasts.


    "Sirens! Divine Blood kin!"


    Hearing the beautifully insane and savage magical tone of the voice, Hestia''s complexion changed, and she swiftly rose and rushed toward the door.


    "If I were you, I wouldn''t step through this door tonight..."


    The deep murmur came from behind, and Luo En stood up, took out the chilled fruit brew, and filled the two cups on the table.

 Chapter 69: Chapter 65: Those who are not family do not enter the same door

    "Why?"


    Hestia hesitated for a moment at the door, but ultimately she stopped and turned to look back, frowning as she asked.


    Although she could not be considered smart, she was someone who would listen to reason.


    Luo En handed Hestia a cup of the filled fruit wine and, looking towards the half of the night sky outside Knossos City that was almost as bright as daylight, he spoke unhurriedly.


    "If you show up on the battlefield, Poseidon will have a reason to intervene."


    "What''s there to be afraid of? With Nike and the Aegis Shield, he isn''t necessarily a match for Athena!"


    Upon hearing this, Hestia''s brows relaxed, and she confidently spoke out.


    Clearly, she had high expectations and confidence in her great-niece''s combat abilities.


    Luo En''s eyebrows quirked up in an expression that was both smiling and not smiling.


    "And then what?"


    "What?"


    Hestia blurted out reflexively, only to see Luo En''s face had already turned cold, his voice taking on a more mocking tone.


    "You don''t really think Crete Island only has to face Poseidon, do you?"


    "...?!"


    The unexpected counter-query left Hestia somewhat dazed.


    "Do you still remember why Athena descended from Olympus ahead of time?" With a meaningful reminder, Luo En looked towards the vast sea under the night sky and spoke somberly, "The favor from Poseidon is not so easily repaid."


    In an instant, Hestia grasped the underlying meaning, her mind jolted, her complexion slightly shifted.


    "You mean to say that Ares and Aphrodite might also be involved in this!"


    "What else?"


    Luo En glanced at the Goddess of the Hearth, who only now seemed to have an inkling of realization, and snorted coldly as he spoke.


    "The messy affairs on Mount Olympus had barely ended, and the temple of the God of the Sea made a move against Crete. King Minos has been stirring trouble for many years, and Poseidon hasn''t come knocking for justice; yet now, of all times, he acts. You don''t think that''s just a simple coincidence, do you?"


    "..."


    Hestia had no response, but vented the frustration in her heart towards those shameless relatives of hers.


    "They actually conspired together! Shameless!"


    "Ares, as the god of war, has always coveted the scepter of victory; when Aphrodite was caught in adultery, Athena once supported Hephaestus... With these old grudges and interests as a link, and Poseidon having just vouched for them, their collaboration is almost to be expected," Luo En paused and then added to Hestia softly.


    "Besides, given Poseidon''s nature, if he hadn''t bided his time with some assurance of victory, how could he possibly have troubled himself to target Crete?"


    "They are bullying us because we are fewer in number, right? Then we can also call Artemis and Hephaestus!"


    Hestia clenched her fists, indignantly defending her great-niece.


    Now, it seemed she found the answer to her confusion in those words.


    The child will eventually grow up; the mother is not always a nanny.


    "With such a major event unfolding, neither Athena, Poseidon, nor the Atlanteans have shown their faces on Crete Island, and on the sea, there are only these Sea Beasts which offer no handle to grasp..."


    As he enlightened Hestia''s granite-like mind bit by bit, Luo En murmured a few words before gazing toward the sacred mountain adorned with stars, and spoke faintly.


    "If I''m not mistaken, our Goddess of Wisdom must already be on Mount Olympus, devising a way to prevent Poseidon and the Atlanteans from intervening."


    "Yes, Athena mentioned it before she left."


    Having some inside knowledge, Hestia nodded slightly, her gaze growing more peculiar as she looked at Luo En.


    Guessed it again? How can he be so uncannily accurate, like he knows what''s in people''s bellies?


    No wonder Athena is so eager to have him as her Lesser Deity; these two are cut from the same cloth!


    Wait, cut from the same cloth...?


    "So, are you listening?"


    The prolonged cold voice in her ear interrupted Hestia''s thoughts, bringing her back to reality, awkwardly looking at the face that had approached, nodding rapidly like a pecking chicken.


    "Listening! Listening!"


    Accustomed to this by now, Luo En maintained his composure and reminded her once again.


    "I want to say, before the situation becomes clear, you''d better not engage in futile actions to avoid backfiring."


    "Certainly! Certainly!"


    Hestia nodded earnestly, appearing obedient like a well-behaved child.


    After imparting his final piece of advice, Luo En yawned, stood up, and went upstairs.


    Left behind, Hestia blinked in confusion.


    "Where are you going?"


    "To sleep, to fully recharge my energy..."


    Luo En, on his way up, waved his hand nonchalantly, his voice filled with tiredness.


    "Come morning, we''ll probably have someone inviting us over for a meal. It looks like another day of hard work is in store for us."


    Someone''s treating us? How come I don''t know about it?


    Hestia scratched her head, clearly baffled.


    As Luo En pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside, realization suddenly dawned on her, and she hurriedly dashed up the stairs.


    "Wait! Have you guessed something again?!"


    "Bang!"


    The door slammed shut and locked, signaling a refusal to answer.

 Chapter 70: Chapter 66: You Dare Say It, I Dare Believe It

    The next morning, a rustling noise downstairs awakened Luo En from his sleep.


    "Athena''s chest is padded!"


    As soon as he opened his eyes, he habitually delivered "praise" to one of the chief gods from the Daily Chapter, then got out of bed feeling refreshed and went downstairs.


    At that moment, in the living room.


    Having woken up early, Hestia and the sleepless Little Medusa were gathered at the dining table, engrossed in the boxes of exquisite pastries in front of them.


    "You''re awake?"


    Hestia, the first to hear the noise, turned her head to look at Luo En coming down the stairs, waving a greeting and using her pink tongue to lick the pastry crumbs off the corners of her mouth.


    Clearly, she was very fond of the delicacies.


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the snake-pattern on the pastries, causing his eyelids to jump.


    "Temple offerings? Where did they come from?"


    "They were left by Lady Goddess before she left, to be delivered here," a pleasant humming came from outside the door.


    A girl in a pure white dress stood respectfully at the entrance, golden snake-pattern bracelets on her wrists, a pretty oval face, linen-colored hair draped over her shoulders, and an air of tranquil elegance. Her bright eyes showed a trace of apologetic grace.


    "Recent turmoil on Crete Island and many affairs at the temple have prevented me from visiting sooner, please accept my apologies," she said.


    Three people? Two gifts?


    Luo En glanced at the two half-empty boxes on the table and at Hestia and Little Medusa, each busy with their pastries, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.


    So, it was a divide-and-conquer strategy, huh?


    Even at this hour, she didn''t forget to play her tricks on me. You really are petty, sis.


    Seeing the subtle changes in someone''s expression, the bright-eyed girl outside hurriedly bowed and opened her mouth to speak.


    "It was too hasty of me to come this time. To thank you for the warning yesterday, my father has prepared a banquet, and we would like to invite you all to Knossos Palace," she said.


    Then, the girl paused, looked towards Luo En, who was the main invitee, and with a smile, her tone shifted.


    "As a token of gratitude, my father hopes to present you with a modest gift in person during the meal."


    So, you''re saying my visitor''s gift is waived, huh?


    Tsk tsk, such watertight words. Not only did she cover up Athena''s prank and save the petty Goddess''s face, but without defying the Goddess''s wishes, she showcased the royal family''s regard for me, an outsider.


    It seems that King Minos has raised a good daughter.


    Luo En took in the charming and intelligent princess at the door with a mix of admiration and curiosity.


    "May I ask, which princess are you among the daughters of King Minos?"


    Soon, a carriage adorned with bronze serpent patterns and bird wing carvings, understated yet luxurious, arrived at the front door, picking up the three and heading toward Knossos Palace, leaving a trail of dust in their wake.


    Thanks to the layering of various protective runes, the carriage was not only extremely comfortable but also fast; it took merely a quarter of an hour to reach the destination.


    As the vehicle came to a stop, the high priestess lifted the curtain and led the three out.


    "Please follow me, my father is waiting to greet you all."


    The three nodded and followed the princess through the vast palace, twisting and turning until they eventually arrived at a relatively secluded courtyard.


    In the empty yard, an old man with a world-weary air sat alone at a stone table, hunched over, his eyes seemingly closed but not quite, exhaustion and age etched deeply into his lined face.


    However, as the three crossed the threshold, the old man''s eyes flew open, his gaze sharp as his imposing aura swept forth like a lion awakened from slumber, instinctively baring his fangs at the intruders into his territory.


    "Father..."


    The first to fold under the pressure, Princess Ariadne''s face paled slightly, her teeth clattering as she hurriedly called out in a soft voice.


    Although she had successfully ascended to a demigod, thanks to her outstanding talents, bloodline, and protection from Goddess Athena,


    she still felt a significant gap compared to the three unidentified figures behind her.


    After all, one of them was a son feared by Zeus himself, the future God of Wine,


    another was Medusa, who had absorbed the divinity of the Old Sea God Pontos, a formidable deity known as the hero killer,


    and the last was the sister of Zeus, a legitimate member of the Twelve Olympians.


    "Ariadne? You''ve come? My apologies..."


    King Minos recovered from his reflexive state, his overwhelmingly oppressive presence receding like the tide, vanishing without a trace as he hurried to greet his guests.


    The always perceptive Princess Ariadne went without saying, on one hand helping her father seat the distinguished guests and, on the other, signaling the servants to prepare dishes and pastries.


    With his daughter bustling about, the free King Minos began to scrutinize the certain man before him earnestly.


    Luo En met his gaze unflinchingly, also taking a careful look at this wise king laden with a mix of praises and scandal.


    After a brief eye contact, King Minos was the first to break into a smile, raising a cup full of fruit wine to express his gratitude.


    "I assume you are the wise man mentioned by Lady Goddess; thanks to your warning last night, we avoided disaster."


    "I merely mentioned it in passing; had you disbelieved, no amount of talking would have been useful."


    Luo En smiled faintly, raising his clay cup.


    "Moreover, to discern the truth from words and take preemptive action to prepare for a crisis. Crete Island could win this first round with ease largely thanks to you, the wise king who orchestrated it all."


    One daring to speak, the other daring to believe.


    The elder and the younger, successful in their meeting at the table, touched cups and drank deeply, sharing a knowing smile without words.

 Chapter 71 : 67: Unleashing Rage, Entering a Frenzied State

    "According to the Goddess''s will, should I encounter a difficult problem, I can seek your assistance."


    After downing his cup, King Minos spoke with a serious expression, his gaze piercing as he looked directly at Luo En across from him.


    "We invited you here this time to seek advice on how to deal with the second wave of the beast tide?"


    Clearly, after a period of observation and consideration, he had finally determined who was the person Athena had spoken of, the one he truly needed to find.


    Luo En set down his cup, and his eyebrows lifted slightly.


    "They''ve retreated?"


    "Not yet."


    King Minos shook his head, took the nautical chart that Princess Ariadne had presented, and spread it out on the table, pointing to a stretch of sea not far from Crete Island.


    "The first wave of the onslaught was anticipated, and they took heavy losses when they landed, along with the leader, a demigod level Siren, who was slain by the Divine Envoy. These beasts, having lost their leader, fell into chaos and temporarily retreated here to regroup."


    As he spoke, the old man looked towards Anna sitting opposite him, nodding in gratitude and respect.


    Hearing this, Luo En glanced at Little Medusa beside him.


    So that''s how it was; no wonder last night''s beast tide was quelled so swiftly.


    Feeling Luo En''s gaze, Little Medusa lowered her head somewhat guiltily.


    However, the expected reprimand did not come. Instead, a hand radiating warmth covered her small head, gently stroking it.


    Peeking up, she saw his purple eyes were filled with nothing but tender indulgence and concern.


    Little Medusa''s heart warmed, and she gathered some courage to sit up straighter.


    "Thump!"


    But just as her little head straightened, it took a harsh knock.


    "Next time, don''t take such risks alone!"


    The light chiding by her ear came through as Little Medusa clutched her head and nodded reluctantly.


    Having briefly chastised his overly rash "sister," Luo En refocused on the attack and asked the question that concerned him.


    "What are the specific losses on both sides?"


    "Knossos City had 37 deaths, and 58 injured; Nossia City had 87 deaths and 153 injured; Gidus City had 92 deaths and 118 injured... Overall, nearly 200 people on Crete Island have been completely incapacitated."


    King Minos paused, then added.


    "Of course, those beasts suffered heavier losses, a rough estimate puts the count at over two thousand sea monsters and sea beasts of all sizes, killed in the first onslaught."


    Luo En listened quietly, his expression not showing much change.


    To have the forethought against the unprepared and achieve casualties close to a ratio of one to ten seemed decent.


    "Ha, what a clean escape, Crete this time probably cannot blame it on that God of the Sea!"


    The aged King Minos did not speak, only clenched his fists tighter, a series of crisp bone sounds barely audible, while his face flickered with shifting expressions.


    Seeing the old brother mention an old nemesis, nearly exploding into a blood rage and going berserk, Luo En quietly moved his chair back and cleared his throat loudly.


    "Ahem, Your Majesty, I have a question that I''ve long wanted to ask, and I hope you can enlighten me."


    King Minos snapped back to reality, curbing the anger on his face and managing a forced smile, he nodded slightly.


    "Please ask."


    "About that grand sacrifice to the God of the Sea Poseidon all those years ago, it shouldn''t have been that simple, right? From mortals to a deity, and the deity himself provided the offering, which seems somewhat against common sense..."


    Luo En saw King Minos''s body stiffen slightly and knew he was onto something. He changed tack and added softly.


    "Moreover, a mere beast for sacrificial offerings shouldn''t have caused a monarch with an otherwise wise reputation to discard his honor, risking the wrath of the deities, and claim it for his own."


    "No, I did indeed keep it..."


    Unexpectedly, King Minos across from him slowly shook his head, cementing his guilt of blasphemy against the deities.


    However, his aged body was trembling slightly, with veins on his fists bulging as if he were enduring immense humiliation and rage.


    After a long silence, the old man looked towards his daughter at his side and spoke in a heavy voice.


    "Ariadne, go and check how the kitchen''s preparation of the meals is coming along..."


    "Yes, father."


    The astute princess instantly grasped his intention, nodding and leaving the courtyard, carefully closing the door behind her and disappearing at the end of the path.


    As he watched his daughter walk away, King Minos was surrounded by a surge of golden Divine Power, erecting a barrier that cloaked the entire courtyard.


    After another lengthy silence, the old man finally made up his mind, beginning to speak painfully and with difficulty.


    "Because, Poseidon deceived me; that was not a mere bull, but the embodiment of Crete''s divinity and sovereignty!"


    "...!"


    Upon hearing this secret that had never been disclosed before, the three of them were shaken and listened intently, waiting for the eyewitness of the event to reveal the true story.


    "Initially, when contending for the throne, I admittedly used some disgraceful means, and thus worried about the Goddess''s reproach, I prayed to Poseidon for his protection.


    But to my surprise, he seized the opportunity to withdraw the divinity and sovereignty of the entire Crete Island, transforming it into a bull and sending it to me to sacrifice to him!"


    King Minos downed a cup of fruit wine, placing the cup forcefully on the table, his spine straight.


    "Although I yearned for the gods'' protection, I never intended to sell my entire country to Poseidon! I am the king of the Minosians, not a slave tied to the chariot of the Atlanteans!"


    Then, the old man took a deep breath, his gaze icy and resolute.


    "The sovereignty of Crete Island is not for Poseidon to meddle with! Only the Great Mother Goddess who protects and guides us, only our own female monarch of the Minosians��Athena, is worthy of this offering!"

 Chapter 72 : 68: How many children are there for one meal?

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    The reverberations in the ear were deafening and enlightening.


    After listening to the whole account and combining it with what he knew, Luo En was finally able to piece together the complete truth. Discover more stories at m v l e mpyr


    In fact, the images of a bull and the Minotaur are considered sacred and noble in many civilizations, representing authority and power.


    This is even more so for the Minosians.


    Because the mother of the three Minosian brothers��queen Europa, was taken away by Zeus transformed into a bull, which led to their union and the rise of the Minosian civilization.


    Therefore, in their sacred emblems, in addition to the goddess incarnated by birds and snakes, there are frequently the symbols of a bull and the Minotaur.


    If we take what King Minos said, he, as the king, was to sacrifice the bull transformed from the royal and divine power of Crete Island to Poseidon.


    According to the logic of the Age of the Gods, this meant that Crete Island would henceforth be branded by Poseidon, dominated by him.


    At the same time, this God of the Sea would replace the worship of the Great Mother Goddess and the Female Sovereign and become the primary deity worshipped by the Minosians.


    Later, once Poseidon wanted to extend the reach of his marine divinity to the land, Crete Island and the Minosian people would undoubtedly become his best stepping stone and tools.


    It must be said, this act of deception was nothing short of brilliant.


    But in the end, King Minos noticed something was amiss and chose to fight back in kind, concealing the Cretan Bull and sacrificing an ordinary bull to Poseidon instead.


    Yet, what is deemed rightful when done by Poseidon becomes sacrilege when done by King Minos.


    The disparity in power determines the measure of justice, such is the cruel reality of the Age of the Gods.


    Thus, infuriated by his failed scheme, Poseidon, under the pretext of blasphemy, cursed the bull, making King Minos''s wife develop a lust for beasts, enticing her to mate with the Cretan Bull, and consequently giving birth to the notorious Minotaur.


    If their faith was represented by such symbols, then to tarnish and defame them was the greatest insult.


    Having sorted out the main clues, Luo En looked at the old man with a hint of pity in his eyes.


    At that moment, Little Medusa, somewhat curious, spoke up.


    "What about that child?"


    "Anna!"


    Luo En raised his voice somewhat, showing annoyance.


    It was somewhat impolite to ask an old man who had suffered humiliation to revisit such a painful subject.


    "It''s alright."


    King Minos waved his hand gently, looking at Little Medusa with a soft gaze, showing a senior''s tolerance towards this little Divine Envoy, and he spoke in a deep voice.


    "He''s doing well, just locked in the underground palace. Because of the curse, he is covered in evil tendencies and can easily lose control, so he cannot be let out lightly."


    "Does he eat people then?"


    Another childlike yet offending question emerged, and Luo En couldn''t help but smile wryly, covering his face.


    The name of a god must not be called upon lightly.


    Such matters relating to faith and divinity, repeatedly mentioned, couldn''t possibly go unnoticed by Zeus, the god summoned by these calls.


    Moreover, King Minos himself was of the pure bloodline of Zeus and the mortal divine consort, Europa.


    Just by the connection between father and son, it was impossible for Zeus to feel nothing about it.


    For a moment, Hestia, unable to think of an answer, was somewhat bewildered.


    "Before, I also couldn''t understand and thought it was because I had first broken my oath; he couldn''t��and wouldn''t��stand up for me, nor confront his own brother."


    King Minos spoke lightly, as if he had anticipated this all along, then his words turned ironic.


    "Until one day, the Lady Goddess told me��I shouldn''t worship the Great Mother Goddess more than the Father God, nor should I think of offering the real Cretan Bull as a sacrifice to her to atone for my sins."


    So that was it!


    Luo En''s eyes shone brightly as the final puzzle in his mind unraveled.


    Zeus was not unaware; on the contrary, he knew from the beginning about Poseidon''s trick!


    For without his tacit approval, how could the God of the Sea extract the divinity and incarnate sovereign power of Crete Island from the promised land he had given to his sons?


    And the reason for all of this was simple.


    The belief of the Minosians in the Great Mother Goddess surpassed that in the Father God.


    Even King Minos had planned to sacrifice the divinity, left by Zeus, to Athena.


    This undoubtedly violated the taboo of the Divine King.


    After all, the curse buried within the blood of the Titans is something that had always deprived the Divine King of sleep.


    But Zeus probably never anticipated, despite his many precautions, that the Cretan Bull, which embodied the royal authority and divinity of Crete, after many twists and turns, would still end up as a sacrifice for Athena.


    With the decline of the Minos civilization, the uncontrolled Cretan Bull ran rampant on the island of Crete, causing disasters with its fiery breath.


    It wasn''t until Hercules, burdened with the Twelve Labors, arrived on Crete and subdued the Bull, offering it, intact, to Hera.


    However, the queen of the heavens, whether she was unaware of its value or deliberately wishing to humiliate, released the sacrifice that Hercules had made to her.


    In the end, the Cretan Bull was captured by the Athenian prince Theseus and, as a sacrifice, offered to Athena.


    With a cold smile in his heart, Luo En looked up at his brother, whose hair was almost entirely white, his face aged and sorrowful, and his eyes filled with pity.


    "So, since then, you have ceased worship of the Father God?"


    "If the gods no longer favor men, then men have no obligation to worship them."


    King Minos nodded quietly, his calm words laced with a faint irony.


    "Besides, it was Prometheus, the foreteller, who created our bodies, and it was the Great Mother Goddess Athena who gave us our souls. The gods merely crafted this diorama called ''the world''."


    "..."


    Hestia, one of the Chief Gods, opened her mouth to argue but ultimately found herself speechless, choosing to bite her lip and look down as she continued with her meal.

 Chapter 73: Chapter 69: Just Want to Mess Around, Not Looking to Die

    "Enough said about these old stories," said King Minos, snapping back to the present and turning his attention to the enigmatic sage favored by Goddess Athena, addressing the most pressing trouble at hand.


    "Regarding the beast tide, what suggestions do you have?"


    "Can you calculate the next time they will act?" Luo En countered.


    "Despite losing many Sea Beasts and monsters, it''s far from a devastating blow to them. After all, there are too many of these creatures in the Sea of Okeanos, and it seems they are constantly gathering near Crete Island."


    At this point, King Minos''s face turned somewhat ugly.


    "Based on their current rate of assembly, it won''t take three days before they can replenish their numbers, and at that time, I fear they will launch a second wave of attack."


    Luo En took a sip of the fruit wine in his cup and added solemnly.


    "Furthermore, with the first probing attempt, they should have roughly determined the defense capabilities of Crete Island. The intensity of the second beast tide will likely escalate dramatically, and at that time, more of those with Divine Blood are expected to join the battle."


    Suddenly, the atmosphere at the dining table became even more oppressive.


    "The battle has not yet begun; such expressions are not very good, are they?"


    Luo En lightened the somber mood with a slight jest and began to share his general thoughts.


    "My suggestion is, while the Sea Beasts are regrouping, to move the population as quickly as possible, preserve the living force, and build fortresses along the coast. We need to construct a tiered defense, linking the cities of Crete into a cohesive whole. We must block the enemy''s advance at every step, delaying as much as possible, and trade space for time..."


    "Just delaying won''t suffice, considering the influx of refugees, the reserves of food, weapons, and medicine in the city are unlikely to last through winter," King Minos reminded in a low voice, hesitation in his eyes.


    "Don''t worry, our adversaries are more anxious than we are," Luo En reassured with a contemplative smile, pointing toward distant Mount Olympus.


    "Crete Island is a strategic passage in and out of the Sea of Okeanos. To cut off this connection from the outside world, they would need to blockade a significant portion of the nearby sea. Such a large disturbance cannot last long, unless these Sea Beasts intend to oppose the whole of Greece.


    If that were the case, it would be just right to issue a call to arms, inviting the heroes of all city-states. Delphi, Corinth, Thebes, Sparta... Don''t forget to send word to these renowned city-states. For the future of Greece, we need to unite and join forces on Crete Island to confront this natural calamity of the beast tide and reopen the maritime routes blocked by the beasts."


    Even Hestia could discern the malicious intent behind this candid response.


    Delphi is Apollo''s domain, Corinth worships the Sun God Helios, Thebes and Sparta have ties to the War God Ares; enlisting so many city-states would effectively drag various deities into the fray, forcing them to re-choose their sides.


    By then, Poseidon, the ruler of the oceans, would be the one on the hot seat.


    As for why not invite the heroes of those city-states right now, the reason is simple.


    Without a related loss of interests, why would they readily agree to stand up for the Minosians?


    Apparently, this beast tide wasn''t an unsolvable problem, as long as we could drag it out long enough.


    Luo En''s eyes flickered as he stroked Little Medusa''s head and smiled as he presented the contingency plan he had already prepared.


    "Although Anna is the Divine Envoy chosen by the Goddess, she doesn''t have a dedicated priest. I can temporarily serve as her scribe, responsible for recording and delivering messages."


    "Good, we will do as you suggest!"


    King Minos nodded repeatedly, fully agreeing to the arrangement.


    As Luo En and King Minos further finalized the details of accommodating the population and building the nearshore defense system, the banquet gradually came to an end.


    With the tables a mess, everyone full from the meal, the four of them slowly stood up.


    "There is probably a lot to prepare and deal with today, so I won''t keep you," said King Minos.


    In the face of crisis, as the host, King Minos was not being courteous. After calling for his second daughter to escort the guests, he strode towards the royal palace''s administrative hall.


    It wouldn''t be long before the wave of beasts would return. He needed to use the time wisely to arrange everything that could be arranged.


    Watching the almost entirely white-haired old man in the sunlight, Luo En couldn''t help feeling an inexplicable sense of empathy for the dying rabbit and the grieving fox.


    As divine offspring, they were merely playthings in the gods'' games as long as they couldn''t transcend the bonds of fate.


    However, that subtle emotion lasted only a brief moment.


    Luo En, who had already forged a resilient heart through various hardships, waved to the two behind him.


    "Let''s go, it''s getting late," he said.


    The understated yet luxurious carriage rolled out of the palace, through the much quieter streets of Knossos City, and came to a steady stop in front of Hestia''s home, with the three disembarking one by one.


    Approaching the door, Luo En turned back to look at Princess Ariadne, who had accompanied him, and asked in a deep voice.


    "Can the temple obtain the specific military and population data of Crete Island, as well as a map of the whole territory''s terrain and rivers?"


    "All of that should be in the archives," Princess Ariadne nodded and offered, "If you need them, I''ll have someone send them immediately."


    In the earliest stages of civilization, Western priests often held the power of the gods and were also the bearers of culture and knowledge.


    Asking them was often more reliable than asking lower-level officials.


    Seeing the intelligent princess so understanding, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, waved his farewell, and stepped into his house.


    But as soon as he casually closed the door, an unbearable voice echoed loudly in the living room.


    "How could Zeus do this!"

 Chapter 74: Chapter 70 Zeus: Greatness, no need for further words!

    "That''s his own flesh and blood! What did he do to deserve such humiliation?!"


    At this moment, Hestia, who had held back all the way from the palace, couldn''t restrain herself any longer, indignantly accusing her dear brother on behalf of a certain great-nephew.


    "His own flesh and blood?"


    Luo En sneered and shook his head, his eyes brimming with mockery.


    "Hah, if anyone stands in his way, he wouldn''t even spare his own father, let alone a son."


    "...We... Zeus, it was a last resort!"


    Hestia, who had almost misspoken, quickly corrected herself, defending her brother who once had saved their siblings and together overthrown the cruel reign of their father, Kronos.


    "Moreover, he shows feeling for the lovers he''s bonded with and for the children who share his bloodline, having rescued those persecuted mothers and children from Hera''s grasp time and time again."


    "Oh? Really?"


    Luo En raised an eyebrow at Hestia, who was eager to clarify, his expression a mix of amusement and disbelief.


    "If he''s so responsible, then where was he when the goddess of childbirth, Leto, was struggling in labor?


    Where was he when his daughter Persephone was abducted by Hades and forcefully kept in the Netherworld?


    Where was he when the Agriculture God, Demeter, searched in vain for Persephone and was defiled by Poseidon?


    Who turned Io into a little cow and gave her to Hera for punishment?


    Who caused the children of Europa to become bitter enemies?


    And who is responsible for the humiliation suffered by King Minos?"


    With each successive question, Hestia pursed her lips, a struggle evident in her eyes.


    "Is it..."


    "Ares brings disaster and conflict? Ha, since when did the gods, who reigned with violence and once unleashed a devastating flood, become so loving? As for favoritism towards Athena?"


    Luo En couldn''t help but laugh coldly at this nai?ve thought.


    "So, what do you think Ares would feel about having the power of victory taken from him? What about Hera, the Queen of Heaven?"


    "...!"


    Hestia started, her voice a bit hoarse.


    "So, that''s why Ares has always been at odds with Athena?"


    "It''s not just Ares..."


    Luo En scoffed, his purple eyes dark and inscrutable, as if seeing through the seemingly splendid exterior of the Divine King to his most fundamental wicked desires and filth.


    "Poseidon also wanted that power, which is why he caused all sorts of troubles for Crete Island, all to pressure Athena, as the great mother of the Minosians, into submission!"


    "Won''t Zeus intervene at all?"


    Hestia instinctively blurted out, bristling with indignation.


    "You see, you''re being foolish again, right?"


    Luo En rolled his eyes at this forgetful Goddess of the Hearth, directly piercing through her nai?vete?.


    "Isn''t this precisely what Zeus wants to see? He''d rather have Olympus in complete disarray, with no one able to restrain or threaten his sovereignty!"


    Hestia''s mouth opened, but no words came out to defend her divine brother.


    Seeing the gullible sister of the Divine King''s family still lost in her illusions, Luo En decided to speak plainly, to prevent her from being swayed by Zeus''s few words later on.


    "Not just the besieged situation Athena finds herself in now, Ares being stripped of the power of victory and reduced to a god of defeat, is likely also part of his plan."

 Chapter 75: Chapter 70 Zeus: Greatness, no need for further words!_2

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    "Why?" Hestia couldn''t understand, or perhaps she was unwilling to understand.


    "The reason is simple, Ares is Hera''s dearest younger son, the mighty god of war. If he were to possess the authority of victory, along with his mother''s indulgence, it''s hard to guarantee he wouldn''t repeat the old story of the Divine King''s family. Kronos, as well as Zeus himself, both ascended to power in this way. Therefore, the divine authority of war must be divided."


    Athena is different, though. She''s alone, without a family. Even if she''s powerful, she can''t garner the support of most of the chief gods of Olympus. At the very least, she definitely can''t get past Hera and Ares,"


    And in an environment surrounded by formidable enemies, she is destined to obediently rely on Zeus and become a tool for this Father God to divide Olympus."


    If you don''t believe it, think about it yourself. If Zeus truly cherished this daughter and couldn''t bear to see Athena suffer the slightest grievance, why wouldn''t he release her mother Metis? And why did he swallow the pregnant Goddess of Wisdom directly into his stomach?"


    Luo En glanced at Hestia, whose face was turning pale, as he further tore apart the seemingly glorious facade of Olympus to reveal the dirty flesh beneath.


    "Likewise, the conflict between the craftsman god and mother Hera is also no coincidence."


    If that so-called good father really cared about his son and peace in Olympus, he should have acted to stop Hera from abandoning Hephaestus before it happened, not after the craftsman god became lame and his heart filled with resentment towards Hera. Only then did he command Hermes to bring him back to Olympus and falsely preside over the mother-son reconciliation, to showcase his own fairness and magnanimity, even going as far as to have Aphrodite, who was entangled with Ares, married to Hephaestus."


    Look, how happily those three of the mother-son trio are fighting now. Their brains are almost spilling out, basically cutting off the possibility of uniting."


    The sarcasm in his voice was particularly grating. Hestia, who had always believed there was still a semblance of warmth in her family, recognized the scenes concerning the queen mother and her children on Olympus, turning an even uglier shade as she turned her head away.


    "You don''t want to listen? No problem, there''s more!"


    Luo En did a reversal, smiling coldly.


    "There''s also the matter between the nurturing goddess Leto and Hera, Apollo and Artemis were almost stillborn, they naturally oppose Ares;"


    "The agriculture goddess Demeter''s daughter was abducted by Hades and she herself was defiled by Poseidon, thus harboring resentment towards the God of the Sea and the god of Hades;"


    "Wake up. From Uranus to Kronos, then from Kronos to Zeus... every Divine King is this way."


    "And the reason why Zeus became the ultimate victor is not because of fairness and sternness or his warm and generous nature."


    "On the contrary, he is the most forbearing, the smartest, the most ruthless, and the coldest of all the Divine Kings!"


    In the echoing cold sneer, Luo En''s eyes, which had long seen the true nature of the Titan bloodline, were filled with endless scorn and coldness, speaking deliberately.


    "He never loved anyone from beginning to end. He only loves himself!"


    The lingering sound gradually faded to silence. The goddess who guarded domestic tranquility stared blankly at Mount Olympus bathed in the cold starlight, unconsciously wrapping her arms around her chest and tightening her body as if feeling an endless chill from the prolonged dark night.


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    It seemed that the cruel truth had hit Hestia hard.


    For days on end, the Goddess of the Hearth stared blankly at the perpetually burning hearth, her thoughts unknown.


    Luo En intended to dissuade her but ultimately didn''t interfere with Hestia''s reflection.


    Some things are beyond persuasion and need to be resolved personally.


    And indeed, sea monsters and beasts were steadily heading to Crete Island, regrouping nearby.


    In just two days, not only had their number surpassed that of the first wave by twice, but there had also been frequent sightings of Divine Blood clans among them.


    Likewise, the cities of Crete, under King Minos'' command, began frantically relocating their populations and constructing seaside defenses, preparing for the inevitable war.


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 Chapter 76: Chapter 70 Zeus: Greatness, no need for further words!_3

    Luo En, serving as a temporary advisor, was naturally so busy that his feet barely touched the ground.


    Every day he needed to stick by Little Medusa''s side, taking on the role of an external brain, moving across defense lines, military camps, temples, palaces, and other places. Using this Divine Envoy''s mouth, he would offer suggestions, trying his best to fix any loopholes in the design of defenses, personnel placement, strategic planning, and other such areas.


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    With such a busy schedule, Luo En naturally had no time to persuade Hestia to digest the trivial matters of the Divine King''s family, and could only dedicate his limited energy to the preparations for war.


    Although he didn''t have much practical experience, thanks to the nature of his job, he had frequently consulted historical data on epic wars from ancient times to the present, all over the world.


    The stones of other mountains can be used to polish jade.


    All he needed to do was suggest ideas, and leave the specific operations and implementation to the professionals.


    However, even so, the priests, sacrificers, and generals began to look at this scribe with increasing fervor, incessantly praising the Goddess''s wisdom in their spoken words.


    Clearly, they believed that all these arrangements were the will of Goddess Athena.


    About this, Luo En was happy not to clarify.


    At the same time, the dense Hermes Script etched into the stone surface of the wall''s exterior started reacting successively, furiously gathering the ether from the air, forming one after another overlapping, compound, giant magic barriers.


    "Boom����!"


    Amidst the roar resembling that of heavy artillery, crisscrossing streams of ether light rampaged, shooting in all directions, the earth trembled incessantly and the sea whipped up towering waves.


    In a dense swarm, the Sea Beasts that had starved for three to four days, driven by those with Divine Blood and stimulated by the scent of blood, roared and howled, madly charging towards the obstacle before them, eager to tear down this wall and revel in the blood and fire.


    Through a sky nearly as bright as day, the front-line defenders from the city-states of Crete breathed deeply, bit hard on their lower lip to suppress the fear growing in their hearts, and mustered a desperate courage from within. They flung their spears forcefully and triggered their crossbows.


    In an instant, spears flew and arrows shot through the air.


    "Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"


    "Thud thud thud thud!"


    Suddenly, flesh tore, and blood sprayed.


    On this isolated island, [human] and [beast], [life] and [death], collided fiercely, officially playing out the overture to the war''s commencement!

 Chapter 77: Shelf Speech

    It''s finally going to be released, this should count as my official fourth book.


    Maybe I was born unlucky, but I''ve always had a bit of a jinxed aura when it comes to writing; luck was never really on my side.


    For my first book: I completed 1.1 million words, all for free. It was a passion project from my university days, updated inconsistently with green prose, so I didn''t feel right using it to make a living. I wrote it in my spare time from college and work, purely powered by love.


    My second book: At that time, the pandemic struck, work was problematic, and staying at home without any income, I thought why not turn a hobby into a career and see if I could make a living out of it. Fortune was reasonably kind �C I managed to sign a contract and even got a small feature, ending up writing a total of 2.7 million words.


    And then, as expected, something unexpected happened.


    Just days after completing the book, due to its theme involving a foundation, over 300 of more than 1000 chapters were banned, and I couldn''t make enough changes to salvage it.


    Not only had I lost my source of income, but I also made a spur-of-the-moment decision to take on a mortgage, and ended up owing quite a lot of debt to relatives.


    I had no choice but to grit my teeth and start another book.


    Actually, the little story about time-traveling at the start isn''t all made up. A high school classmate of mine, who worked in educational training, encountered heart rhythm issues. He was lucky, pulled through, and left the hospital. But after that, he left Beijing and went back to his hometown to become a primary school teacher.


    As for me, I feel like after all these years, my body is practically on a red alert, suffering from insomnia, anxiety, palpitations, high blood pressure, cervical spine issues �C not one of the occupational diseases of writers has missed me.


    So, not knowing how much longer I can write, I will take each book seriously as if it were my last.


    As long as the dear readers grace me with enough to eat and I can cover the basic living expenses, I will complete the book normally, my integrity is quite intact.


    Last but not least, I thank the reader lords who have always supported and tipped me.


    And to those reading this, who are like parents providing food and clothing, if you like this book, please subscribe, or if that''s not too convenient, at least give it the initial token subscription. This is very important to us authors, I humbly ask for your support.


    The book launches tomorrow at noon, with five updates.


    I wish everyone peace, joy, good health, and smooth sailing in all things.

 Chapter 78: Chapter 71: A Drop of Water in Need, Shall be Repaid with a Spring in Deed

    Crete Island, coastal fortress.


    After the sturdy defense lines, which were built from clay, volcanic ash, granite, and rubble and layered with densely packed defensive spells, were in place, a burly young man with bronze armor and a classical Greek face, characterized by brown-black curls, surveyed the sea where a dark line of Sea Beasts was steadily advancing amid a rain of arrows and long-range Magic Power beams, methodically giving out commands.


    "At 800 meters, crossbowmen retreat and reload! Casters, move up to suppress!"


    With that resonant voice, amplified by a series of resonance spells, spreading throughout the entire army, the male priests and female priestesses arrayed along the narrow defense line began to assemble in an orderly fashion.


    Some chanted in the ancient language of Hermes to lay the groundwork for magic arrays that would attack or disrupt, while others sang rites composed in divine language to pray to the goddesses they worshipped, exchanging their spiritual faith for divine blessings and protection for the entire army.


    For a moment, intersecting halos of light ignited among the poised ranks of troops.


    Frantically amassing and surging Aether Magical Energy Particles coalesced into forms like magic projectiles, flames, wind blades, and Rock Spears, raining down like meteors upon the area where the sea met the shallows.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    In an instant, the first wave of Sea Beasts that made it to shore didn''t even have time to scream before they turned into flying limbs and splattered flesh.


    Crimson blood pooled into streams, and bits of flesh scattered across the ground.


    However, the initial victory did not drive the following Sea Beast tide to retreat; instead, the spreading scent of blood further unleashed their ferocity.


    Even more creatures, driven by a desire to devour, to feed, to slaughter, heeded the call of the Divine Blood kin in the sea. They embarked upon this small island, traversing over the bodies of their kin, pressing on toward the visible coastal defense line despite the bombardment of magic and divine spells.


    Gradually, the priests and priestesses could no longer withstand the tremendous spiritual and Magic Power expenditure, and the frequency of their attacks noticeably decreased.


    In just a quarter of an hour, numerous Sea Beasts had passed the range of the casters'' focused fire, dragging their blood-drenched, slimy bodies toward the coastal fortress.


    The brown-black curled young man tasked with command concentrated deeply, fixing his gaze on the advancing positions of the creatures, silently counting the distance in his mind.


    700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters...!


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    As the Sea Beasts navigating the forebeach entered within 500 meters, a series of pre-set magic traps explosively detonated one after another.


    Finally, after sacrificing thousands of sea beasts, those amphibious deep-sea monsters had at last piled up a blood path with their comrades'' bodies, getting close to the towering coastal fortress.


    However, after several rounds of decimation, their numbers were lamentably few, and virtually all of them were injured, their movements sluggish and stiff.


    "Imperial Guard, shields up, spears ready, prepare to meet the enemy!"


    With the change of command, a series of solid shields rose on the city walls, and long spears thrust out from the gaps, skewering the handful of sea beasts that had climbed up onto the high walls, one after another.


    Instantly, the monsters, already on their last legs, could not withstand the assault and fell from the walls, wailing as they plummeted, smashing into a pile of flesh on the ground.


    Seeing how easily this formidable wave of beasts was held back in front of the fortress, the soldiers, originally anxious, settled down with traces of joy on their faces. Continue reading on m|v-l''e-NovelFire


    And watching the slowing and even retreating rhythm of the beast tide in front of the defensive line, the young commander with the brownish-black curly hair also couldn''t help but let out a sigh of relief and slowly relaxed his clenched fists.


    Luo En, from the rear, watched the young commander''s outstanding performance at the forefront, and couldn''t help but nod silently.


    ��Androgeos.


    He was King Minos''s eldest son, the designated heir to the throne of Crete Island. Although his abilities didn''t surpass those of his sister, the high priestess, he possessed considerable talents in leading and governing the military and could be regarded as the one somewhat commendable offspring in the hands of King Minos.


    Facing the overwhelming tide of beasts, King Minos, in a time when the life and death of Crete Island hung in the balance, naturally couldn''t afford to consider issues like checks and balances, and decisively put his eldest son in charge of the army.


    The other two somewhat capable sons, Catreus and Lykaithos, were assigned to the flanks, under the command of their elder brother Androgeos.


    Despite their father''s violent ascent to power serving as an example and the brothers'' constant rivalry, both open and covert.


    Yet when faced with a formidable enemy invasion, they all understood the basic principle that there are no whole eggs under an overturned nest.


    Therefore, the brothers in arms, fighting side by side, managed to coordinate well and successfully won the first round.


    Only...


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the three princes in the military formation, finally settling on Androgeos, the eldest prince, with a barely noticeable wistfulness in his eyes.


    This prince was somewhat capable, but his fate didn''t seem all that great.

 Chapter 79: Chapter 72 Im going to open a shop now

    ```


    If I remember correctly, the Great Prince of the Minosians will, in the future, participate in Athens'' Panathenaic Games and win all prizes, only to be envied by the Athenian youths. Subsequently, on his way to Thebes, he will be ambushed and killed by the Athenians.


    Thus, the enmity between the Minosians and Athenians began. As the Chief God worshiped by both cities, Athena could only watch this fratricidal farce unfold.


    I wonder if the shadows of the gods are still lurking behind this.


    As Luo En pondered silently, he inadvertently looked up and saw in the dim starlight of the night, dense black dots seemed to drift across the sky.


    Wait! They weren''t dots! It was a large group of flying monsters!


    As Luo En''s gaze sharpened, his wide-open purple eyes reflected the silhouettes of birds with human faces.


    "Above! Siren harpies!"


    The warning shout from a scribe behind startled the Great Prince, and his soothed heartstrings immediately tightened. He bellowed out loud at once.


    "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!


    It''s the Divine Blood clan! Activate the Defensive Charms, now!"


    In an instant, the message was relayed, the warning magic circles on the watchtowers were activated simultaneously, and the desolate sound of horns echoed along the entire coastline, spreading towards Knossos Royal City.


    Compared to the amphibious Sea Beasts, these Divine Blood relatives with the ability to fly had the advantage of bypassing high walls, diving straight into the heartland city-states of Crete Island.


    "Take cover! Take cover!"


    The troops stationed within the city, upon seeing the signals along the coastline, immediately sounded the alarms and called out loudly.


    "Everyone, get inside immediately, lock your doors and windows, and don''t come out!"


    Simultaneously, a fierce wind gusted, dust rose, and the currents lifted by the wind swept across houses and streets, leaving behind a sharp wail.


    The residents in Knossos City, who were a bit confused at first, now rushed into nearby houses with pale faces as if jolted awake from a dream.


    Prior beast waves were mostly limited to landings from the sea, and this fixed mode of attack led them to believe subconsciously that as long as the coastline was defended, Knossos City would be absolutely safe.


    However, the vast sea was home not only to amphibious sea monsters but also to the Divine Blood relatives capable of flight!


    This sudden change immediately disrupted the Minosians'' defensive rhythm.


    After a number of limited-range arrows were fired to little effect, most not even touching the feathers of the Siren harpies but being blown away by the surrounding chaotic air currents.


    "Spellcasters! Spellcasters! Hurry, intercept them!"


    Amidst the loud roars of the Great Prince on the city walls, the somewhat listless priests and sorcerers had no choice but to gulp down Magic Potions to restore their energy. They rallied their spirits, combined spells, and targeted a large group of Siren harpies trying to cross the coastal defense line.


    As everyone knows, these bird-bodied, human-faced monsters could use their singing to charm ordinary people''s minds.


    Instantaneously, dozens of bronze bird feathers shot out like arrows, breaking through the air and smashing the hearts of more than a dozen Sirens.


    Under the power of absolute strength, the formation of the Sirens was thoroughly torn apart, no longer daring to approach the range of that small purple figure.


    They abandoned their dense formation, trying to bypass the dangerous presence of the purple-haired young girl, and prepared to encircle her from both flanks to capture and kill the frail ordinary humans behind her.


    However, having found a moment to breathe, the fortress''s soldiers had already tightened their ranks under the command of the Crown Prince.


    Rows of impenetrable round shields and the piercing spears thrusting out from the gaps between them made it so that the swooping Sirens had nowhere to extend their claws. Instead, taken by surprise, two or three of their younger beings below the rank of Gold were impaled and killed.


    That the noble Divine Blood kin should fall in the spear forest of their prey was quite ironic.


    Meanwhile, the spellcasters, having regained their composure, saw themselves unharmed and after a brief recovery, finally demonstrated their proper role.


    For a moment, a variety of ascending Defensive Charms, enhancing auras, and temple Suppression Spells helped to stabilize the situation atop the city walls for their side.


    "Damn it!"


    "Curse it!"


    "Filthy bugs!"


    Not only had they failed to gnaw through this tough bone, but they had almost broken their teeth in the attempt. The angry Sirens cursed like shrews as they miserably retreated back to the sea.


    "Don''t even think about escaping!"


    Little Medusa in the sky, without a second thought, vibrated her wings, ready to pursue the victory.


    "Anna, come back!"


    Seeing this reckless action from the girl, Luo En''s face changed immediately, he roared loudly.


    Hearing the order from behind, Little Medusa, who had just flown out a hundred meters, hesitated and obediently turned around flapping her wings.


    "Aaaaaa����!"


    However, just as Little Medusa turned her head, a high-pitched monosyllabic chant spread from the sea.


    In an instant, those who heard this enchanting song had a blank mind, involuntarily laying down their weapons, stepping over the battlements with a stupefied look, and moving forward.


    "Goo goo~~!"


    Just as the siren song was spreading over the island, a sound like an owl''s clear call suddenly rang out, startling those enchanted and entranced by it into sudden wakefulness.


    At the same time, Luo En, with eyes clear, snatched a spear from a warrior next to him with lightning speed, drawing his body into an exaggerated arc and flinging it forward with all his might.


    "Pfft!"


    Accompanying the sharp sound of cutting the air, the thrown spear whizzed past the hair on the left side of Little Medusa, pinning a purple-red octopus tentacle covered in suckers to the ground in the darkness.

 Chapter 80: Chapter 73: The gap between people is even greater than between people and dogs

    What is that?!


    At that moment, Little Medusa, who had just been entranced by the singing, suddenly snapped to consciousness. Instinctively, she flapped her metallic wings, pulled back a hundred paces, and looked over the sea with an unsettled soul.


    Through the night''s mist, she shockingly saw a small mountain rising silently from the nearby waters, twisting and writhing madly in the darkness.


    No, it wasn''t a small mountain!


    Little Medusa''s red-purple magical eyes forced themselves wide open and, with the faint starlight, she could clearly see the true form of that thing.


    It was a huge sea beast with six heads and twelve octopus-like tentacles!


    The tentacle that had stealthily attacked her from behind was one of these twelve octopus-like tentacles.


    ��The deep-sea monster Scylla!


    Upon calling the name of this deity-like monster in her mind, Little Medusa became extremely guarded, instinctively adopting a defensive stance.


    Scylla was one of the many offspring of Phorcys, the father of sea beasts. It was said that she once had the beautiful form of an ocean nymph, but was cursed by Poseidon''s wife, Queen Amphitrite, and turned into an ugly sea monster with six heads and twelve tentacles.


    Since then, she had been wandering the Strait of Messina, preying on passing ships and sailors, and leaving behind numerous terrifying legends in human city-states.


    Of course, there was no shortage of human heroes who went forth to battle this scourge blocking the sea lanes.


    But without exception, they all failed.


    On the one hand, Scylla had an extraordinary home-field advantage in sea battles.


    On the other hand, being one of Phorcys''s notable offspring, her strength was beyond question��she was a top-tier demigod. .net


    A regular demigod hero confronting her was not going on a conquest, but delivering themselves as an easy prey!


    Even this creature had come out from the deep sea?


    Little Medusa thought about the harrowing moment from just before and couldn''t help but feel frightened, looking gratefully towards the figure who had alerted her from the fortress and blocked the fatal blow.


    At the same time, Luo En, who had miraculously stayed clear-headed through the enchanting singing and pulled the others out of their bewitched state, held onto the wristband that continued to send a cool chill through his hand, his eyes filled with relief.


    Praise Athena!


    Luckily he had previously obtained a piece of equipment that resisted mental disturbances from her. Otherwise, facing the Siren''s song would indeed have been fatal.


    Especially��an ensemble of three top-tier demigods!


    ����The Great Vortex, Charybdis!


    She was the monster born from the union of Sea King Poseidon and Earth Goddess Gaea, perpetually thirsty and hungry, madly devouring everything around her, and thus was imprisoned in the Strait of Messina.


    To satiate her endless hunger, the fallen Charybdis consumed vast quantities of seawater every day, creating immense whirlpools at sea that devoured all passing ships and life.


    She and the deep-sea monstrosity Scylla neighbored each other, turning the areas they inhabited into forbidden zones for maritime life, where bones accumulated in heaps.


    Their infamous reputation became the nightmare of numerous sailors and those making a living at sea, instilled in them since childhood.


    Similarly, the reason why the Great Vortex Charybdis had survived until now, constantly causing trouble, was partly due to the protection of the God of the Sea Poseidon and partly because of her top Demigod strength.


    Gazing at the onslaught of five top Demigod sea monsters emerging within the tide, the Crown Prince commanding the front line felt his heart race, his back and palms soaking with cold sweat.


    It is well known that the difference between people is greater than that between a person and a dog.


    This rule applies equally to the Demigod race with extremely disparate upper and lower bounds.


    Some Demigods merely possess an accumulation of Magic Power, their Divinity impure and mixed.


    Some Demigods are invincible among mortals, so powerful they could challenge the Deities on Mount Olympus.


    Although not as outstanding as his sister, Princess Ariadne, the Prince of Crete also succeeded in his Ascension into the Demigod ranks due to his prestigious bloodline, standing out among his younger peers.


    Unfortunately, the five across the waters were even more outlandish.


    They were either the monstrous and fallen direct descendants of the Chief Gods and ancient gods, or the cursed monsters that had dared to challenge the deities!


    Pack after pack who sought to defeat them and never returned had provided bloody lessons verifying a brutal truth.


    ����These monsters had long since become entities that ordinary Demigod heroes could no longer contend with.


    To stop them, unless...


    Just as the Crown Prince subconsciously turned his head to look back, the Great Vortex Charybdis, having momentarily satisfied herself by devouring nearly a thousand Sea Beasts nearby, began to rise. Her gigantic woman''s face surged upwards, her demonic essence radiating, drawing billions of tons of seawater to construct a transparent torso.


    Subsequently, the humanoid form of the Great Vortex Charybdis looked down upon the fortress''s white and tender swarm of little humans, her face displaying a brutal and ferocious smile as she swung her arms, made of tens of meters long water, ferociously forward.


    Whoosh����!


    In an instant, the pitch-dark sea violently churned, with roaring waves sweeping across, swiftly flooding the wreckage-littered forebeach and rushing towards the coastal fortress.


    Dozens of raised Defensive Charms were annihilated in a moment, as an overwhelming curtain of water descended with a force as unstoppable as a thunderbolt!


    For a time, humans, feeble and insignificant without the protection of their barrier in the face of divine might, turned ashen-faced, losing even the courage to resist or flee.

 Chapter 81: Chapter 74: As long as I, the prince, am immortal, you will always be the crown prince.

    "Boom!"


    Just as the towering waves stirred up by Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool," were about to come crashing down in a frenzy, a dull thud emanated from deep within the army ranks, clear and powerful.


    Golden light flowed and spread out, dividing into thousands of strands, surging into the bodies of every Minosian, soothing the tremors of their flesh and dispelling the fear in their spirits.


    At the same time, the ground in front of the citadel resonated in response, as a golden barrier instantly rose, forming an indestructible shield that forcibly contained the assault of the sea waves.


    "Roar!"


    Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool," blocked on the outside, let out an angry roar, lifting its arms made of thousand tons of sea water, hammering at the golden barrier time and again, determined to shatter this shell and devour everything clean within.


    "Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!"


    With each powerful strike, the golden barrier reverberated with louder and louder booms, and irrepressible cracks began to appear.


    The people sheltering beneath the barrier on the citadel couldn''t help but have their hearts leap back into their throats, their gaze unconsciously turning back to look at the figure in the coarse white robe, an old man with a hunched back, within their ranks.


    "Boom!"


    The golden scepter struck the ground once more, and before Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool," the figure who seemed so insignificant not only didn''t shrink back but instead puffed out his chest and took a step forward, delivering a proud declaration.


    "I am a scion of Zeus!"


    "Roar!"


    Charybdis, furious, swung its arm, and the cracks on the golden barrier grew even wider, the web-like fractures spreading outwards, causing several bricks on the citadel to shatter from the intense vibrations.


    A flying pebble grazed the old man''s cheek, cutting a fine wound on his brow, and golden-red blood flowed forth.


    "Boom!"


    Even as his vision blurred from the blood, the old man remained unfazed, striking the ground with his golden scepter once more. Synchronizing with the rhythm of the earth''s tremors, he took another step towards the edge of the citadel, loudly proclaiming once again.


    "I am the son of the Divine Consort Europa!"


    Suddenly, the golden barrier that was on the brink of shattering quickly mended and stabilized, even pushing forward as the old man stepped, resisting the onslaught of the waves.


    Splash��!


    The sea churned heavily, and Charybdis, now a giant humanoid of water, was forcefully pushed back.


    Its legs, standing amid the waves, stumbled and retreated, and before this seemingly ant-like small entity, the immense body of the Siren could only dodge out of the way.


    The sight was like that of an insect, brandishing a blade of grass, driving away a tyrannosaurus rex.


    The people on the citadel were dumbstruck, their emotions surging tumultuously.


    Unforgivable! Unforgivable!


    A torrent of humiliation surged forth, and the raging demonic nature instantly overwhelmed Charybdis''s already scant rationality; boiling with killing intent and the desire to destroy, these emotions coalesced into its mighty fists and a deafening roar.


    "Die!"


    "I am the King of Crete!"


    King Minos, standing at the edge of the citadel, his hair and beard bristling, lifted his golden scepter high and swung it forward. His deep voice boomed like thunder, instantly drowning out the roar of the waves.


    Luo En gazed at the familiar light pollution in the water ripples and the sinuous contours underneath, his eyelids drooping as he murmured softly.


    �� The Serpent of Greed, Lamia!


    Although King Minos had struck a severe blow to the rushing Charybdis, his gradually aging body meant he ultimately failed to slay the sea monster with one blow, letting her escape back to the embrace of the sea to regain the protection of divine oceanic authority.


    After suffering greatly at King Minos''s hands, Charybdis decisively did not dare to surface rashly again but instead stirred the tides to submerge the coastal lines to create more advantageous landing and combat conditions for the sea beast army gathering near Crete Island.


    Luo En looked at the Lamias that emerged from the water, sticking out their tongues, slithering up against the walls, and creeping ominously towards the citadel''s ramparts. His gaze, growing somber, then shifted to the night sky, landing on the chattering flock of bird-like Sirens, his heart promptly filled with surges of unease.


    It''s not the enemy''s assault he feared, but their ability to think.


    It appeared that the divine-blood kindreds of the Sea of Okeanos were slowly learning to cooperate.


    The battle before them seemed to be getting increasingly difficult.


    "Priests and magicians, maintain the magic barrier, responsible for air suppression!"


    "All garrison troops, form ranks! Face the enemy!"


    In that moment, the eldest prince, acting as the commander, gazing at the dense divine-blood kindreds in the water and sky, gritted his teeth, drew his bronze long sword from his waist, and bellowed with a hoarse roar.


    And this time, the soldiers had grown accustomed to facing the Sea Beasts, to facing fear, and strived to stand erect, brandishing their swords, raising their spears and shields, to retaliate against the invading enemy.


    Because their king was here.


    Their home was right behind them!


    "Stab!"


    "Retract!"


    "Stab!"


    "Retract!"


    "Swords and shields forward! Archers, 45-degree volley fire!"


    As the eldest prince repeatedly barked the battle commands, once-dull combat training incessantly sprang to the soldiers'' minds.


    With a sense of progression from awkwardness to familiarity, and from familiarity to mastery, the Minosian soldiers followed the orders, assembled the ranks, and surrounded and isolated each sea monster that had climbed their defenses, their weapons thrusting forward both accurately and mechanically.


    The splattered flesh and blood and the Sea Beasts'' shrieks could no longer shake their morale.


    As one warrior fell, new ranks moved up to fill the gap.


    They stood atop the citadel, guarding King Minos, becoming an orderly and solid whole, like a finely tuned machine of slaughter.


    It wasn''t just the Sea Beasts'' cooperation that was improving, the Minosians'' will to fight and combat skills were also fully honed in this trial by fire and blood.


    Seeing his soldiers holding steady without panic, successfully warding off the assault, Luo En finally eased his heart.


    Thought and learning were things humanity should excel at after all.


    Witnessing their prolonged inability to overcome the enemy, with their momentum gradually waning and the last of the nightsky about to fade, the divine-blood kindreds commanding from the rear grew restless.


    Scylla, with her six heads and twelve feet, moved her massive body like a doomsday tank, crushing her way over the front beach towards the coastal citadel, not even half as tall as her stature.

 Chapter 82: Chapter 75: Alas, The Enemy Has a Gundam

    "You shall not pass!"


    The nearby Little Medusa could no longer contain herself and immediately summoned the bronze snake armor, darting toward Scylla. Her bronze chained sword slashed and stabbed along the way, leaving ghastly gashes across the mountain of octopus flesh.


    "Ahhh~!"


    The female heads among the six screamed in pain and anger, their faces twisted in agony. Twelve octopus-like tentacles thrashed and swept through the air, trying to swat the pesky fly out of existence.


    However, Medusa was naturally gifted with flight. Now, coupled with the assistance of the bronze snake armor, Little Medusa''s agility and speed were boosted to their limits.


    Facing the heavy, forceful tentacles slamming down, she evaded with ease using her superior maneuverability, repeatedly finding openings to drive her chained sword into the body of the beast.


    "Die! Die!"


    The cumbersome Scylla couldn''t capture her quarry and could only futilely curse in rage, spraying venom and venting her frustration on the scarred earth.


    But, as time passed, her reaction speed and the strength of her flailing tentacles increasingly weakened.


    In contrast, Little Medusa fought more vigorously as time went on, her body bursting with a continuous flow of divine power, her essence soaring, her face seemingly filled with a sense of satiation.


    In fact, Medusa fed on blood, and so did her sword.


    As she continually wounded her opponent, the creature''s blood and divine power also nourished Little Medusa, who wielded the chained sword.


    If the battle continued at this pace, and without mistakes, Little Medusa could eventually exhaust the massive entity of Scylla to death.


    However, the divine-blood kin of the sea clearly would not give her this chance.


    Seeing their offensive stymied again and again, the mermaid-like Siren sisters finally had enough, straightening their bodies to sing in unison.


    "Aaaaa����!"


    With the soaring notes echoing over, the countless Sea Beasts on the surface immediately grew restless and vicious, once more rallying into a vast tide, sweeping toward the coastal fortress of Crete Island.


    Under the crisp starlight, the Siren sisters, inciting the Sea Beasts, flashed their sharp, tiny, white teeth in a grin, looking more beastly than human.


    In fact, in nature, the more beautiful and vibrant the flower, the more likely it is to be toxic.


    The Siren sisters were no exception. They loved to use their delicate appearance and enchanting voices to lure passing ships, then drag sailors and crew members into the sea to drown and devour them.


    Therefore, in the Sea of Okeanos, these fish-tailed Sirens, though beautiful, were not benign but rather high-intelligence deities of cruelty and terror.


    Moreover, aside from their seductive singing, they excelled in controlling storms and tides. According to Circe, the Sirens were natural mages of the sea.


    If the top-tier demigod Siren sisters joined forces, then the coastal defenses were bound to face a tremendous onslaught.


    "Laaaaa����!"


    As expected, the Siren sisters changed the pitch of their song, summoning monstrous waves of unparalleled force that rolled in with fury.


    The power of this assault was even several times greater than the whirlpools raised by Charybdis!


    With the towering waves advancing in layers, a powerful sense of suffocation gripped almost every Minosian heart.


    "With our sincere prayers, we beseech the winged serpent that connects the sky, the earth, and the darkness, the wise queen who comprehends the intelligence bestowed by the heavens, our souls'' sovereign, our city-state''s protector��she is Pallas, her name Athena!"


    Clearly, she had been lurking nearby, plotting for a long time.


    Snakes are adept at concealing themselves and hunting, patiently waiting for the most opportune moment to deliver a fatal bite.


    And as a primeval Lamia, a top-tier Demigod, she had perfected this instinct to a divine art.


    Beneath the shimmering symbols, the snake woman with her body covered in golden scales, eyeballs removed from their sockets, revealed a sinister smile on her face.


    But the King of Minos standing squarely in front, sensing the malicious wind behind him, also curled his lips into an even colder and more cunning smile.


    "Pfft!"


    Simultaneously, from within the crowd, a glint of cold light emerged, an ancient bronze sword thrusting diagonally, like a meteoric downpour, piercing directly through the Lamia''s chest, nailing her firmly to the battlement.


    "Ssss~!!"


    Wracked with intense pain, the Lamia screamed and curled up, her face, bathed in tears, looking pitiful and evoking sympathy.


    However, the hand gripping the sword''s hilt didn''t pause for even a moment, stirring viciously, shattering the beating heart within her chest into pieces.


    "Pfft!!"


    Suddenly, with a huge hole burst open in her chest, the Lamia with golden scales ceased her struggle, and her lifeless body slid down limply.


    And at the moment Luo En and King Minos made eye contact, confirming the target was devoid of life, they both visibly relaxed, as if a great weight had been lifted.


    At last, the sixth top-tier Demigod was dealt with!


    Indeed, from the moment the tide of beasts started to gather for the landing, the two most astute among them had sensed that the swarm wasn''t led by five top-tier Demigods, but six!


    And that one of them had been lying in wait the whole time, biding her time to strike.


    But, beasts are after all just beasts.


    Long spells of slaughter and their wild magic nature had made them forget that humans were the most cunning and deceitful species in the world, the most cooperative, and the most skilled at hunting.


    Thus, aside from a few stealthy moves, Luo En had remained hidden among the crowd, all to wait for this top-tier sea monster Demigoddess to fully expose herself, and then, in tandem with King Minos as the bait, to jointly remove her and sever one of the enemy''s limbs.


    From the outcome, they had succeeded.


    Now that all the command centers controlling the Sea Beasts were exposed, then...


    King Minos and Luo En exchanged a nod of understanding, and thereafter the old man abandoned his passive defense, raising his golden scepter high, pointing toward the dense, unending tide of beasts, chanting solemnly.


    "Undying through tribulation, reborn from fire!"


    The old man took a deep breath and unveiled his final trump card, bellowing resolutely.


    "In the name of the King of Crete, I command you to rise��Bronze Giant, Talos!"


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of snapping chains, a violent rumbling and trembling rose from beneath Crete Island.


    To the astonishment of both friend and foe, a hundred-meter-tall metallic giant, composed of rock as flesh and bronze as skin, emerged from the earth like a descending titan, towering over the land!

 Chapter 83: Chapter 76: Everyone go first, Ill cover the rear!

    Crete Island, before the coastal fortress.


    The sudden change made King Minos the focus of the battlefield; with one hand he tore off the cumbersome, tattered robe from his body, revealing his upper body''s muscles, as solid as forged steel, with the other hand he lifted the golden scepter that symbolized the divine right of the Cretan crown, pointing towards the dark sea swarming with the Sea Beasts, and he laughed heartily.


    "Talos, my sword, my shield! Now that you''ve awakened, assist me in sweeping away the foreign enemies!"


    "��As you command, my king!"


    The stern response came from behind the coastal fortress, rumbling through the surroundings like rolling thunder.


    On the horizon, the towering bronze giant, as colossal as a mountain, overlooked the invading tide of Sea Beasts, slowly spreading his arms. On his bronzed shell, thousands of light patterns sparkled to life one after another and resonated with each other.


    Humming sounds filled the air!


    Twelve unevenly sized rings of light formed one after another on the bronze giant''s arms, legs, neck, back, and chest, then, like the muzzles of cannon turrets, they automatically tuned and focused towards the sea where the Sea Beasts converged.


    "��Aether Constriction, divine power loaded!"


    The mechanical voice echoed again as the twelve rings of light on the bronze giant inverted, drawing in a powerful surge.


    Instantly, the aether from the earth veins and the aether in the air condensed into a tangible Magic Tide, like rivers rushing into the sea, frantically converging towards the colossal bronze figure.


    In just a blink of an eye, the lines beneath the bronze skin, like human blood vessels, were filled with Essence Fluid, a concentrated mix of magic power.


    The surging ''blood of the gods'' flowed towards the heart chamber of the bronze giant''s chest and, under the coordinated tuning and focusing of the twelve light rings, eventually transformed into an extremely bright stream of light that burst forth.


    ��Essence Fluid Cannon, annihilation mode activated!


    Therefore, these bronze giants possessed a bronze outer shell and human form, complete with veins that ran from the neck to the knees or ankles, and it was this vein that powered the bronze giants, with the essence of the gods flowing within.


    However, due to the lack of wisdom''s infusion and their proficiency in battle, the bronze giants indulged in destruction and slaughter, becoming an increasingly significant threat to terrestrial life, making Mother Earth Gaia even more dissatisfied.


    Thus, Zeus ended this attempt at re-creation and ordered the Craftsman God Hephaestus to destroy the increasingly uncontrollable Bronze race.


    In that catastrophe, Talos, who had Melia Fairies'' blood within him and possessed uncommon rationality, was an individual exception and became the sole survivor of the great disaster.


    Later, thanks to the grace of Mother Earth Gaia, Deucalion and Pyrrha, representing the new humanity, multiplied and flourished on the earth once more.


    The solitary Talos was then taken to the sacred mountain to serve the deities of Olympus.


    Subsequently, Zeus, who loved sowing his seed, transformed into a white bull and abducted Europa to Crete Island, where she, as a divine consort on earth, would propagate his Divine King lineage.


    Considering his mortal lover Europa was too fragile, Zeus gave her three gifts.


    They were; the bronze giant Talos, the Golden Hound, and a jug of unerring golden arrows.


    After some changes, the divine consort Europa then bestowed the three upon her son with Zeus, Minos, to help him defend his territory.


    Since then, the bronze giant Talos had become a subordinate of King Minos, continuously patrolling Crete Island on his behalf, initially achieving glorious military exploits.


    As the Minoan civilization grew stronger, Talos gradually found no further use in combat and faded from people''s sights. Following King Minos''s orders, he went into hibernation underground, to avoid harming the innocent.


    Unexpectedly, after a hundred years,


    due to this catastrophic Sea Beast invasion from the sea, Talos, once a guardian and weapon of war, was once again awakened by King Minos. He resurfaced on Crete Island, showcasing the terrifying destructive force he once had as a creation of the gods.

 Chapter 84: Chapter 76: Everyone go first, Ill cover the rear!_2

    Monsters! Monsters!


    At this moment, the three Siren sisters, who had narrowly escaped a disaster thanks to their vigilance, cast their gaze across the sea littered with chunks of flesh and blood turned into a crimson tide, looking towards the bronze giant Talos standing beyond the defensive line of Crete Island''s coastline, speaking in fear and awe.


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    "Aaaaaa!!!"


    Soon, their fear turned to anger, and the three Siren sisters, enraged and ferocious from the bloody scene, sang out in unison.


    The previously disorganized swarm of Sea Beasts, as if injected with a dose of madness, surged towards Crete Island in a frenzied state, attempting to close the distance and destroy the terrifying war machine.


    At the same time, the swirling tides became a massive vortex, swallowing countless floating pieces of flesh and blood.


    "Whoosh!"


    The [Great Vortex] Charybdis, after finishing its feast, used the devoured flesh and Divine Power to reconstruct a massive phantom of water.


    The seawater, mixed with organs and shredded flesh, draped over her, exuding a sense of bloody madness.


    "Die!"


    With those garbled words, the [Great Vortex] Charybdis raised its right hand, gathering the foul crimson tide and forming a blood-red Trident in its grasp, hurling it with all its might towards the coastal fortress on Crete Island that had resisted attack for so long.


    As the ferocious attack approached, a flash of red light appeared in Talos''s eyes, and he quickly stepped over the coastal fortress, his two crossed bronze arms positioned protectively in front.


    "Clang!"


    With a sharp sound of metal clashing against metal, the Trident forged from seawater was steadily blocked by the bronze giant.


    Although Talos was a mix of bronze and stone and of immense size, due to the exceptional craftsmanship of the Craftsman God Hephaestus and the bloodline of the Melia Fairies, his movement speed was incredibly fast.


    In theory, he could easily patrol around Crete Island three times in a day, with the island''s coastline stretching over 1000 kilometers.


    "Roar!"


    Charybdis, unsuccessful in its first strike and accompanied by a surge of waves advancing towards the coast, let out an angry roar, its numerous combined limbs and faces looking even uglier and more terrifying.


    "Boom!"


    Facing the hideous sea monster, the emotionless bronze giant unceremoniously raised its fist and smashed it into the monstrous face floating amidst the carcasses of countless Sea Beasts.


    "Whoosh!"


    As the [Great Vortex] Charybdis staggered backward, a new wave of ferocious tides crumbled away, no longer able to exert any effective impact on the coastal line.


    The remnants of night faded, and dawn broke.


    Although all the plans had been discussed and formulated with King Minos, he had also learned about the crucial elements such as the Bronze Giant Talos and the late appearance of the Divine Blood Guard from King Minos himself.


    But seeing was believing.


    Not only was the combat prowess of the Bronze Giant Talos astonishing, but the performance of King Minos''s Divine Blood Guard also far exceeded his expectations.


    Their ability to fight at sea and repeatedly puncture the formations of these native sea creatures with excellent cooperation did not pale in comparison to the Atlantean Guard he had encountered before, which was simply unbelievable.


    However, after giving it some thought, Luo En also found some relief.


    In actual history, the Minos Dynasty took full advantage of Crete Island''s superior geographical location to develop its shipbuilding industry and built a formidable fleet, one of the earliest navies in the world.


    With this unbeatable fleet, the Minosians dominated the Aegean Sea, intimidated Athens, and made Crete Island the hub connecting the advanced nations of Europe, Asia, and Africa, eventually allowing the Minos Dynasty to maintain trade with regions such as Egypt, Syria, Babylon, and Asia Minor, thus becoming a maritime hegemony.


    And during the Minosians'' most prosperous period, under the rule of King Minos, island nations across the Aegean Sea paid homage to Minos, and Athens was compelled to offer tribute.


    Perhaps having been thoroughly defeated, the city-states of the Mediterranean often concocted dark histories about the Minosians behind their backs.


    The legend of the Minotaur probably emerged during this period.


    "Want to rebel?! This is not Atlantis!"


    The old man sneered as he grabbed the bronze long spear, slung a war bow and the pouch of gold arrows he had received from his mother Europa over his shoulder, and leaped out of the fortress, heading straight for the Siren Sisters who were trying to regain control of the beast tide for a counterattack.


    Finally, he had smoothly reached the final move in the game.


    So, General!


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who had been holding his breath on the city wall, relievedly drew his bronze long sword when he saw the situation unfold as expected, stirred the divine power within him, and followed King Minos, charging toward the Siren Sisters at the command center of the beast tide.


    For some reason, though, the closer he got to that part of the battlefield, the more fiercely his heart pounded.


    As if some unsettling factor still remained...


    Luo En''s heart skipped a beat, and raising his hand, he began to whisper to King Minos ahead of him.


    "May I borrow it!"


    "Borrow?"


    King Minos''s figure paused slightly, then following the direction of Luo En''s finger, he glanced at the longbow and gold arrows at his side, laughed heartily, and without a second thought, tossed them behind him.


    "Haha, borrow what, borrow! I give it to you!"


    Luo En caught the longbow and the quiver of gold arrows, and as he watched King Minos, who couldn''t wait to rush towards the battlefield, he wanted to say something but eventually closed his mouth.


    On the sea, the figure trailing behind quietly slowed down, gradually opening a distance from the one ahead.

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    Over the vast sea, the tide of beasts receded, and humanity''s counterattack commenced.


    Perceiving the turning tides, the three Siren sisters, sensing danger all around, didn''t bother to calm the chaotic beast tides. They immediately stirred the divinity and divine blood within them, opening their mouths to emit high-pitched songs toward the sky, calling for their kin.


    "Laaaa!!!"


    Upon hearing the command, each of the Siren harpies with the face of a woman and body of a bird immediately turned about, heedlessly gathering around the airspace near the three Siren sisters, to protect their monarch, the source of their bloodline.


    "Enemies! Enemies!"


    "Alert!"


    "Protect!"


    Amidst the cacophony of chirps and chatter, the Siren harpies already targeting from the air flapped their wings in unison, flocking towards the dozens of Minos warships interspersed within the center of the beast tide.


    Under the incitation of these divine blood kin, strong gales surged all around, with waves crashing against the ships'' prows.


    However, each Minos warship bore an oak-carved figurehead, inscribed with the Protective Rune Goddess Bust, emitting a sacred radiance that held firm against the onslaught of wind and waves, steadily propelling the vessels forward.


    Apart from being the goddess of wisdom, craftsmanship, and military strategy, Athena was also the chief god credited with first teaching humanity to build ships, thus holding the authority to protect voyagers.


    Still, the goddess emblems on these Minos warships were ultimately sentient objects imbued with spirit, most of which had only experienced naval fire combats with other city-states.


    Facing the extreme weather stirred by a large swarm of Siren harpies, these warships made by mortals gradually struggled to withstand the assault, with the light of the goddess emblems being steadily diminished and the deck planks emitting muffled sounds of being overwhelmed.


    Gradually, the fleet''s speed began to falter.


    "Devour them!"


    As birds of prey, owls are symbols of wisdom and the sacred birds of Goddess Athena.


    They serve close to the light, guarding the dark battlefields, endowed with the duty to hunt the unclean and bring victory.


    Along with the owls'' solemn and crisp calls and the women''s agonized and furious screams, gold and black feathers rained down from above, like petals welcoming the victor on a triumphant path.


    With the Siren sisters'' kin intercepted and the path unobstructed, King Minos leaped onto the deck to join the Divine Blood Guard, using the warship as a platform to adjust his breathing, restore his magic power, and await the final battle.


    At that time, hundreds of meters away, Luo En squinted perceptively towards a shimmering undercurrent surging to the left in front of the prow.


    Something was there!


    He instantly grasped his longbow, drew it fully, and launched a potent golden arrow.


    "Whoom!"


    Accompanied by a faint rumble of thunder, the golden light flashed instantly, blasting a burst of gold and red blood underwater.


    Subsequently, a half-bodied demigod Lamia emerged on the surface, only to be crushed into a pulp by the passing warship.


    Instantly, the hundreds of Lamias gathering in nearby waters who witnessed the fate of their new leader let out cries of terror, scattering like flocks of birds and beasts.


    Is that all the ability they possess?


    Standing at the bow, King Minos completed his pre-battle deep breathing, opened his glittering golden eyes, and a trace of chilling coldness flickered over his aged face. Holding a bronze spear in hand, he swung his arm forward and bellowed.


    "Abandon defense, full speed ahead, watch as I slaughter them!"


    The well-trained Divine Blood Guard, upon hearing their monarch''s command, did not hesitate to cut off the supply of energy to the ship''s defensive charms, and instead fully activated the magical arrays that provided acceleration.

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    For a moment, dozens of warships with flickering light patterns plunged into the chaotic beast tide like lions entering a flock of sheep, carving bloody paths intermixed with blood and limbs straight towards the core where the Siren''s three sisters were located.


    As the distance to the center of the beast tide drew nearer, Luo En, who trailed behind the fleet, could even see the shocked and twisted expressions on the faces of the Siren''s three sisters.


    Too reckless!


    Looking at King Minos at the bow, who was eager to battle the enemy, Luo En felt a growing unease and subconsciously surveyed the entire battlefield situation.


    At this moment, on the beach in front of Crete Island, the bronze giant Talos was hammering down on Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool";


    To the left rear, across the vast sea, Little Medusa, with her snake hair, was fiercely battling the six-headed, twelve-legged Scylla, steadily gaining the upper hand with her excellent talents and the "Bronze Serpent Armor" bestowed by Athena, gradually wearing down the deep sea monster''s divinity and life;


    Atop the fortress, Princess Ariadne continued chanting a new round of grand rituals, invoking the name of Athena, joining forces with the temple''s priest circle to weaken and suppress the oceanic divine powers of the Siren''s three sisters;


    Not far away, the primordial being Lamia, heart-pierced, hung miserably on the rampart...


    Luo En turned his gaze again towards the nearby nearly collapsed divine-blood kinfolk that could no longer form an obstacle, as well as the chaotic beast tide, arriving at a clear conclusion in his mind.


    Things were progressing smoothly, everything developing in a favorable direction.


    But...


    It seems, it was going a bit too smoothly.


    Luo En deeply furrowed his brow and once again quietly pulled back a distance, his thoughts racing in his mind.


    If he were Poseidon, who constantly sought to devour Crete,


    then, before showing his animosity, he would surely have thoroughly investigated the specific conditions and combat levels of the Minosians.


    The more detailed, the better!


    Accompanied by the clear sound of shattering, King Minos steeled his heart, tore off the bird feather pendant from his chest, and gripped the bronze spear tightly, leaping from the deck, like an aging lion spotting its prey on the savannah, launching into a sprint.


    Seeing his own bird feather accessory also developing cracks, and King Minos, opposite of retreating, clutching his spear as he alone accelerated towards the Siren''s three sisters, Luo En was taken aback, his mind filled with astonishment.


    But almost instantly, in the blink of an eye, he understood the reason behind King Minos''s action.


    It was just a possibility...


    If he let go now, missing this chance, allowing the beast tide to catch their breath and regroup, Crete would face an unknown number of casualties and variables.


    And this time, King Minos had gambled all his cards.


    If he stopped now over a mere possibility, then if the enemy prepared and came back for another round, his odds would be even slimmer.


    Centuries of patience made him unwilling and unable to wait any longer.


    Moreover, even if a deity truly joined the battle, he had to seize this hard-earned opportunity.


    Because only by dealing with the Siren''s three sisters who controlled the beast tide in advance, minimizing the threat from the sea, would there be a slight chance for Crete to resist once a deity truly entered the fray.


    Otherwise, with five top demigods and a deity entering the battle, Crete would stand even less of a chance.


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    Therefore, with the arrow notched, they had to shoot.


    This move, dangerous as it was, left him no choice.


    Perhaps, this was the sadness of being the weaker party...


    Under Luo En''s complex gaze, King Minos, who leapt forwards alone, spurred his divine power to the extreme, his grey hair turning golden from the surging divine force.

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    ����Athena, grant me the power of a hundred victories!


    With a silent prayer, King Minos became like a dazzling golden comet, wrapped in a sky full of golden thunderbolts, crashing towards the Siren sisters at the center of the beast tide.


    Facing the shadow of death looming overhead, the three Siren Gorgons turned pale and frantically waved their fish tails, disregarding everything as they strained their throats to emit an ultimate high-pitched scream.


    "Aaaaa!!!"


    For a moment, gold shattered and jade splintered, and the heavens seemed to break apart.


    Sea Beasts and Divine Blood warriors within hundreds of meters let out painful cries, and a few with weaker resistances had their skulls burst open directly, spewing forth a mix of blood and brains.


    Clearly, this was no longer singing but a method akin to soundwaves transforming into attacks.


    For the Sirens who pursued the art of music, this was undoubtedly a great betrayal and shame.


    But at this moment, the Siren sisters had already lost the will to question or the elegant composure they once had.


    "Pfft!"


    Distracted by the sonic attack, King Minos felt dizzy and his thunderbolt-wrapped spear veered off course, plunging heavily into the Throne Whale under the Siren sisters, with gold and red blood spurting out.


    A half-snake, half-fish creature stretching for hundreds of miles revealed its fierce outline.


    At this time, King Minos looked down at the Throne Whale beneath his feet, his golden eyes meeting the brown serpent-like vertical pupils of the monster''s head. A chill from the soul instantly spread throughout his body.


    ����Mother of Monsters, Keto.


    ����An unfathomable sea embodying danger to humanity, a symbol of unknown lands and bizarre creatures.


    Released from the depths of the Sea of Okeanos were not only deities but also a genuine ancient demon!


    "Roar!"


    At this moment, sensing the noise above the surface and the foreign object atop its head, the half-snake, half-fish Mother of Monsters angrily vibrated its fins. Haloes of light appeared around its body, focusing and drawing torrents of Magic Tide into the center, forming visible aether whirlpools.


    "Run!"


    Seeing this, Luo En didn''t hesitate to dash to one side, grabbed Little Medusa who was entangled with Scylla on the sea, and plunged into the water.


    Almost simultaneously, hundreds of iridescent light bands streaked across the sea surface.


    Ships, Sea Beasts, high walls, and buildings all dissolved in the dazzling yet ferocious radiance.

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    "Whoosh~~"


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of surfacing, Luo En emerged from the depths of the sea a hundred meters below, cradling Little Medusa in his arms and looked back at the previous scene of the sea battle.


    Across the view, more than a dozen Minos Warships were cut in half, their fragmented wrecks emitting intense flames and thick smoke as they slowly sank;


    The few dozen survivors from the Divine Blood Guard, piloting the surviving warships, were searching and rescuing their nearby comrades who had fallen into the water:


    But whether ships or men, the scattered and somewhat pitiful number was only a third of what it had been before...


    Similarly, the state of affairs on Crete Island was also a scene of devastation.


    The coastal defenses constructed with so much effort, were like blocks torn apart by a naughty child, with several shocking gaps almost penetrating Crete Island from the outside in.


    The scorched earth mixed with the sticky blood and flesh of humans painted a picture like something out of hell:


    The unceasing cries and wails rose from the cities affected on the island, spreading chaos uncontrollably...


    Humanity was completely defeated.


    However, as his gaze returned to the sea, the situation with the beast tide could hardly be called optimistic.


    The floating limbs and flesh in the water contributed not only from the human side but more so from the Sea Beasts.


    The severed body of a Lamia, the charred remains of a Siren, and various unnamable monsters covered much of the sea surface.


    Even Scylla, who had dodged too slowly, had two heads and three limbs blasted off and was now writhing in agony in the sea with her blood and flesh undulating, frantically fleeing away from the battlefield, carrying a stream of blood.


    Hiss~!


    Luo En glanced at the tragic state of the deep-sea behemoth and looked gravely at the giant serpentine-fish creature with floating luminous patterns, which was a huge living artillery, and couldn''t help but gasp with shock.


    Above in mid-air, Luo En once again shot a golden arrow, killing a demigod Sea Beast that was chaotically crashing towards the warship, and shouted a reminder.


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    Under such circumstances, there was no longer any need to continue the battle with the beast tide.


    The sea deity above didn''t care what species or faction you were from.


    So, it was crucial for everyone to first flee for their lives.


    In the meantime, Luo En and Little Medusa tacitly took up positions on either side, clearing a path for the fleet through the raging tide of beasts.


    The Minosians'' most elite fleet, having advanced too deeply, was now thoroughly mixed into the midst of the beast tide.


    At this moment, the Sea Beasts scurrying around headlessly became the biggest obstacle on their return journey.


    "Go!"


    With things having reached this point, King Minos could no longer afford to ponder; he wiped the streak of divine blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth and forced out the command through clenched teeth.


    The authorized Divine Blood Guard, no longer concerned with appearance, promptly unfurled the sails fully and worked with the oarsmen to row, trying to leave the tragic battlefield behind as quickly as possible.


    However, Keto, now awakened, evidently was not about to let these noisy little creatures leave easily.


    Whether beast or man.


    "Roar!"


    A beast-like, serpent-like roar came from behind them, and a deep abyss-like maw opened up, sucking toward the sea surface and forming a vacuum-like vortex.


    Suddenly, the sea water and the floating debris, air and ether drifting around, and even the thousands of Sea Beasts attempting to escape were swallowed into the abyssal mouth, becoming its food.

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    Similarly, the Minos Warship, which was turning its bow to escape the battlefield, was pulled back into the gaping maw of the abyss by the reversing seawater and the suction of air.


    The surviving Divine Blood Guard exerted all their strength but were unable to move the ship even a fraction forward. Feeling the abyssal maw drawing nearer and nearer behind them, they couldn''t help but feel their souls tremble with fear.


    In the critical moment, Little Medusa immediately abandoned the Sea Beasts scrambling in front of her, turned around, and her metallic wings vibrated violently behind her.


    "Swoosh swoosh!"


    Dozens of bronze feather-arrows resembling owl feathers broke through the air, striking the head of Keto, the Mother of Monsters, in an attempt to disrupt the creature''s feeding frenzy.


    However, such minor injuries were nothing more than mosquito bites to the colossal and astonishingly resilient Keto, who didn''t even show interest in swatting them away...


    "Pfft!"


    A streak of golden light, mixed among the bronze feathers, turned into a piercing thunderbolt that plunged deep into Keto''s head, penetrating the right compound eye.


    In an instant, dark golden fluid spurted from the exploding eye of the creature. Stimulated by the agony, Keto let out a painful roar.


    "Aoow!"


    At once, the reversing seawater was expelled again by the great maw, and the Minos Fleet seized the opportunity to break free and rush towards the coast.


    At that moment, Luo En, who had seized the opportunity to shoot a golden arrow, watched as the fleet successfully extricated itself. He shook his slightly numb arm and muttered to himself.


    Sure enough, tough as a deity...


    If it weren''t for having equipment capable of penetrating armor, he wouldn''t have known how to attack against that tank-like Mother of Monsters with assassin damage output.


    But as his gaze lowered to the jar with only 9 golden arrows left, and with Keto still lively and bouncing on the sea surface, Luo En''s face grew dark again.


    Clearly, as a trifle gift to a lover, Zeus could not give Europa the finest quality.


    The damage from the golden arrows was there, but it was not substantial.


    This thing might kill a demigod with one arrow, but against a true deity, it was obviously not sufficient.


    Of course, it was also possible that Zeus did not want his son to possess a power that could threaten deities.


    After all, Zeus was one to calculate to the bone.


    "Hum!"


    As Luo En was deep in thought, the familiar and terrifying sound of aether resonated from behind, sending shivers down his spine.


    Turning to look back, a series of intersecting rings of light were lighting up around Keto, with vortexes of light accumulating vast magic power.


    Here it comes again!


    The previous gruesome scene flashed in everyone''s minds, causing the survivors to shudder in unison, attempting to flee this dangerous sea area.


    However, facing the countless light spots stretching for hundreds of miles, fleeing was merely a futile struggle.


    "Hiss hiss hiss hiss!"


    The dense bands of light, once again carrying the shrill sound of ripping through the air, swept across the sea surface, forging ahead and forming a mottled palette of colors that could engulf everything.


    "Hum!"


    If he recalled correctly, Keto''s divinity should be suppressed by Medusa.


    While he waited, Luo En slightly narrowed his eyes, looking towards Keto''s blurred forehead.


    The earlier eight golden arrows were firmly embedded in the flesh of the Mother of All Monsters, tracing the outline of a "blast" in Hermes Script.


    However, one last stroke was needed to complete it...


    With the golden arrow carrying the Gorgon''s Poison now in hand, Luo En took a deep breath, stirred the scant divine power left in his body, pulled back the bowstring facing the dazzling light spots on the sea, and released the long-planned arrow.


    "Hiss!"


    The arrow tore through the air, passing through the almost completely dissipated golden flames in front, avoiding a dense web of beams, and flew straight towards the landing spot reserved by the eight golden arrows.


    Hit!


    Little Medusa on the battlefield, seeing everything go as anticipated, couldn''t help clenching her fists and shouting excitedly in her heart.


    "Boom!"


    Immediately, the golden arrows shot into Mother of All Monsters Keto''s head, setting off a chain reaction as the fierce blast caused the eight previous golden arrows to explode, spraying the dark golden Blood of Gorgon attached to the end of the arrow shaft through the wounds and into Keto''s body.


    The Mother of All Monsters rampaging on the sea convulsed as if struck by lightning, its sticky body turning into large patches of gray-white, with dried lumps of flesh cracking and peeling off.


    "Aaah~~~!"


    Keto could not help but emit a painful wail, promptly dispersing the light spots gathered on its body and diving headfirst into the deep sea, vanishing amidst the surging giant waves.


    "We won! We''ve won!"


    Watching the colossal monster flee in disarray, the soldiers and priests on the island, survivors of calamity, couldn''t help but weep for joy, letting out a thunderous cheer.


    No, not yet!


    The Mother of All Monsters was too resilient; it had faced the erosion of nine bottles of Blood of Gorgon head-on and still managed to dive energetically into the sea, letting the seawater wash away the fierce poison staining its body.


    Its current injuries could only temporarily repel it, not enough to be fatal.


    Should they give chase?


    Luo En looked back at Little Medusa, who had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and at King Minos, who was falling towards the sea surface, he hesitated.


    "Grandfather! I''ll help you!"


    Just as Luo En was undecided, a strapping young man dressed in beast fur, looking like a hunter with the build of a small giant and carrying a longbow, rushed impatiently out of the woods and strode across the sea as if on flat land, heading directly for the warship.


    Walking on water? The protection of the Sea?


    Luo En''s expression tensed, eyes filled with doubt.


    Was this person really here to help?


    And as the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the contorted, angry old face at his side, and he recalled the address spoken just a moment ago, Luo En''s eyebrows raised, hinting at something profound.


    "Do you know each other?"


    At that moment, King Minos, who Anna had just pulled back onto the deck, glared at the hearty young man coming straight for him, his eyes brimming with menace.


    "That is Orion, the bastard of my unworthy daughter Euryale and the God of the Sea, Poseidon!"

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    The crimson sea shimmered as the remaining warship slowly made its way to shore.


    Before the ship could fully dock, a towering figure eagerly rushed towards the port to greet it.


    "Grandfather, you''ve finally returned!"


    King Minos descended from the ship''s cabin, ignoring the attentive welcome with a forced smile as he looked at his grandson.


    "What''s the matter? You seem rather disappointed."


    For a moment, Orion''s outstretched hand froze mid-air, his facial expression stiffening as the atmosphere turned icy.


    However, the young hero quickly scratched his head and revealed his signature simple-hearted grin.


    "Not at all! I''m too happy to see you unharmed, and since Mother and Father were worried about you, they sent me to visit. Thankfully, I arrived just in time!"


    The response was both a defense and a show of merit.


    "How fortuitous. A moment later and we might have already dealt with that creature."


    King Minos was unimpressed; his golden eyes gazed deeply at his grandson, speaking again with profound insinuation.


    "If your father blames me for the casualties among the ocean kin, the Minosians wouldn''t be able to face the God of the Sea''s retribution."


    God of the Sea?


    He is Poseidon''s son!


    Suddenly, the bystanders who grasped the hidden meaning of his words shifted uneasily, looking at the so-called "hero" with scrutiny and doubt.


    If they weren''t mistaken, the sea beasts belonged to Poseidon.


    Perceiving the abrupt chill in the air, Orion''s facial muscles twitched, struggling to maintain his guileless expression as he inwardly cursed.


    This old man used to be so straightforward, so when did he become so cunning with words?


    Of course, it could also be that his own Father God''s infamy was too great in the nearby seas, and he had inadvertently given his grandfather a handle to use against him.


    He should have mentioned only his mother.


    Orion was full of regret, frowning as he pondered how to defuse these veiled jibes.


    The sight of his grandson''s frustration and embarrassment brought a surge of satisfaction to King Minos.


    Just as he was about to add another barb, a sword pommel nudged insistently at his back.


    Recalling the advice given before setting foot on land, the elderly man reluctantly abandoned the idea, mustering tolerance seemingly befitting his seniority. He took the initiative to grasp Orion''s hand.


    "Forget it, you needn''t worry about adult matters. Come, help me back to the palace and tell me about your mother''s well-being."


    "Ah, of course, grandfather, I''ll support you!"


    Hearing King Minos''s yielding tone and unsure how to alleviate the awkwardness, Orion quickly took the opportunity to step down, eagerly assisting his grandfather towards the palace.


    Along the way, Orion occasionally spoke of trivial household matters related to his mother and shared amusing anecdotes from his travels, attempting to bridge the emotional gap between them. King Minos responded intermittently, trying to show some measure of closeness.


    Yet, the smile that creased the old man''s face was, to say the least, a disastrous accident.


    Luo En, mingled among the Divine Blood Guard, watched the grandfather and grandson acting all familial in public and couldn''t help but wince.


    But then, thinking of his own situation, he made peace with it.


    Well, after all, that was the tradition of Greek families.


    Thus, he used the beast tide as a pretext, on one hand to intimidate the Minosians and weaken Crete''s resistance, and on the other, to force King Minos to step down, critically wound, or exhaust the obstinate old foe to death.


    Then, if everything went according to script, with Crete leaderless, it would be time for the hero to take the stage.


    Indeed, this Son of the God of the Sea mixed with Minosian and Poseidon''s blood��Orion!


    Once he remarkably saves Crete Island by defeating Keto under everyone''s watch, averting the disaster...


    Then Orion would surely be supported by all the Minosians, accumulating great prestige.


    Following that, he could use his victorious glory to naturally and justifiably force a palace coup.


    By then, with King Minos old and gravely injured, and the princes lacking the ability to lead alone, the change of throne on Crete Island would be almost certain.


    Once Orion, the Son of the God of the Sea, rose to power and silenced the discord within, Crete would gradually reforge its faith in the God of the Sea, becoming a vassal of Atlantis.


    However, a sudden accident led to the perfect plan''s untimely demise.


    The Minosians not only thwarted the beast tide''s invasion but even nearly crippled Keto, who was supposed to be the failsafe, creating a glorious moment for the old king.


    With no choice, Orion, who had been lurking nearby, had to make his move ahead of time upon sensing that something was wrong at sea.


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    I wondered why he appeared just in time; it turns out he has always been nearby.


    Having figured out the crux of the matter, Luo En took a new look at the seemingly honest but actually crafty Son of God and shook his head in secret.


    It must be said that King Minos was still lacking in raising his son.


    At this time, Orion down below got tired of pretending, taking steps to ascend the dais, carrying on Greece''s excellent family tradition.


    "Grandfather, how about giving it some thought? I am doing all this for you..."


    "You want me to abdicate? You''re not qualified yet! Get out!"


    Hearing this unabashed ambition and purpose, King Minos looked up and roared, a formidable aura stirring within his frail body.


    However, sensing the flickering flame of life within that decaying form, Orion''s face showed an even greater disdain.


    "Grandfather, it seems like your body can''t withstand much more. I advise you to take care of yourself and leave the taxing duties to us younger ones; it''s for everyone''s good."


    "You shut up!"


    Seeing her father becoming so enraged that his chest heaved uncontrollably, Princess Ariadne could not hold back her rebuke any longer.


    Yet, this did not make Orion feel the slightest remorse, but instead, he blatantly revealed his reprehensible nature.


    "Auntie, don''t rush. Once I ascend to the throne, you''ll be the first one I marry."


    Orion gazed at the beautiful high priestess, his greedy and fervent eyes settling on her voluptuous figure.


    "As long as you obediently comply, you will remain the high priestess of the Minosians as before, and our bloodline will become the new rulers of Crete Island..."


    As he spoke, facing the elder he had long coveted, Orion couldn''t help but reach out his hand to grab that pure white wrist, eager to indulge in the sensation of impropriety and taboo prematurely.


    Although a bit anxious, as far as he remembered, aside from that old thing on the throne, there should be no one on Crete Island capable of threatening him.


    So, why not spend the night at the palace?


    "Bang!"


    A muffled thunderous noise not only interrupted his fantasizing but also broke his nose.

 Chapter 91: Chapter 80: The Beauty of Missing Brainstem (10,000 Words Achieved)

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    Someone''s here!


    As dizziness caused by a concussion washed over him, Orion''s vision darkened, and he subconsciously covered his sore, bleeding nose, stumbling in his steps.


    Before he could react, a figure with silvery-white long hair, clad in the light armor of the Imperial Guard, burst out from behind the throne''s curtains, grabbed his neck, and slammed him heavily onto the stone slabs of the great hall.


    Looking down at the thrashing Son of the God of the Sea below, a certain dishonorable man who launched a shameless surprise attack, grinned.


    "Guess, since your grandfather foresaw your intentions, why he would invite you to the palace alone?"


    In the meantime, a petite purple figure emerged from the other side of the curtain, while gently pulling up Princess Ariadne''s hand to comfort her, she disdainfully glanced toward the Son of the God of the Sea.


    "I thought he was more formidable..."


    And then, three princes who should have been dealing with the aftermath at the coastal fortress, came from the back door, removed their owl feather cloaks that hid their presence, and glared grimly at their great-nephew on the ground.


    At that moment, seeing the unfriendly gazes of his relatives, the Son of the God of the Sea, his face now a purplish hue from restraint, managed to pry a gap from the hand throttling his throat and hoarsely growled.


    "Kill me, and Keto will immediately come to level Crete Island! The Father God will not spare you either!"


    At these words, the princes thought of the nightmarish ribbon of light and the catastrophic scene of the earth shattering, and their faces changed instantly, looking up hesitantly at King Minos on the throne.


    "Father, Father..."


    Under the call of his three sons and their emphatic gazes, the elderly man watching coldly from the throne, finally sighed, pondering slowly.


    "Please, stop for a moment..."


    Luo En, hearing this, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn''t speak, and nonchalantly released Orion''s neck, retreating to the side.


    Seeing the Son of the God of the Sea getting up from the ground unharmed, the three princes couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    Princess Ariadne, standing by the side, bit her cherry lips with a somewhat pale face.


    King Minos on the throne observed the reactions of his children, and his eyes revealed deep disappointment.


    "Grandfather, I had your best interests in mind, as well as those of Crete Island, with no intention of offense!"


    Having managed to extricate himself and realizing the precariousness of his current situation, Orion immediately put on that candid expression and earnestly cautioned.


    "After all this time, do you not yet understand? In the world of the gods, failing to revere the Deities will lead to no good end!"


    The elderly man lifted his head and gazed solemnly at his grandson, his eyes showing undisguised disgust.


    "For your mother''s sake, get out before I change my mind..."


    "Grandfather! Keto will be back within seven days at the latest! The Minosians may win by chance once, but cannot keep winning! Don''t you ever consider the future of Crete Island?"


    Seeing the elderly man on the throne still impenetrable, Orion suddenly became more anxious, with a hint of threat mingling in his tone.


    Finally, King Minos, unable to bear it any longer, darkened visibly and burst into an explosive roar.


    "Get out!"


    In an instant, a golden stream of light burst forth from the frail body, striking Orion in the chest like a heavy punch.


    Amidst a muffled boom, the figure shot out like a cannonball, breaking through the outer wall and smashing several stone columns in the plaza, before crashing down in front of the palace gates.


    A good quarter of an hour later, Orion, coughing up blood, clumsily climbed out of the deep pit and, still unresigned, yelled toward the palace.


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    "Grandfather, there are only seven days left, please consider my suggestion seriously. I am also..."


    "BOOM!"


    The muffled thunder induced by the ether factor exploded within the palace. Orion, seeing this, immediately changed his expression, ducked his head, and turned to dash towards the outskirts of Knossos City, cursing inwardly.


    Damn it, this thing is almost out of breath, how can it still be so vigorous?


    Just wait, by the Father God above, I will eventually become the master of Crete Island!


    At this moment, inside the great hall, the standing gold figure gradually retracted his overflowing divinity and sat back down on the throne.


    That originally aged body became even more hunched and decayed, as if there was a sense of imminent demise.


    "Father..."


    "The fact that you didn''t touch her makes it suspicious!"


    "..."


    Thinking of the moral standards of the gods, Luo En opened his mouth, but for a moment, he found himself speechless.


    To avoid dwelling on this awkward subject, he decided to grow serious, speaking in a deep voice,


    "King Minos is in trouble!"


    Hearing the bad news, Hestia, who had been somewhat teasing, immediately became serious, locking the door at once to listen to the account of the one involved.


    "Bang!"


    Half an hour later, Hestia slammed her fist down hard on the table, her face indignant.


    "Poseidon has gone too far! And that Orion, he''s no good either! Next time I see them, I''m definitely going to beat them up!"


    "Whether you beat them up or not is another matter. Let''s get through this one first," Luo En said, pinching his sore temple, leaning back in the chair, and closing his eyes with a weary sigh.


    "Judging by King Minos''s condition, he probably won''t last much longer; otherwise, he wouldn''t have let Orion off so easily."


    "If need be, I''ll step in and stew that sea monster!" the frank and direct Hestia declared in a resigned manner as if willing to smash the pot since it was already cracked.


    "It''s no use..."


    Luo En, who had already given up on expecting Hestia''s strategic insight, clarified the stakes and reasons bluntly,


    "The crux of the matter is no longer this beast wave. Even if you defeat Keto, then Poseidon will have even more reason to intervene.


    Once King Minos dies, whichever of the princes who inherits the throne may not have the determination to keep resisting Poseidon and will eventually submit.


    Moreover, I don''t believe that they, with their God of the Sea-backed cousin Orion, could overcome him.


    In that case, a change of power on Crete Island and a shift in worship is almost foreseeable."


    There was no one to carry on the legacy; a single tree could not support an entire forest.


    That was the real headache of King Minos.


    Then, Luo En looked at the clearly unwilling Hestia and spoke again,


    "The gods of the Celestial Realm are known for their tempers. The fact that they have not intervened yet makes me think that His Majesty the King of Gods must have restrained them, right? If you don''t want to complicate things, I advise you best forget about taking action."


    "That''s right; you guessed it again!"


    Hestia, feeling seen through, turned up her nose in annoyance, then looked at Luo En again with a hint of suspicion,


    "Tell me, when did you figure out who I am?"


    "The first day..."


    "How could you? I hid it so well!"


    "So, why did you use the short form of Hestia as your name without even changing it?"


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    "..."


    In his somewhat disparaging gaze, Hestia was at a loss for words once more, feeling the frustrating sense of being outsmarted.


    However, seemingly resigned to her fate,


    the Goddess of the Hearth didn''t dwell on it for a moment longer and simply entrusted all her strategic thinking to the external brain in front of her.


    "So what now? Athena still hasn''t returned; we can''t just watch her hard-earned home be taken away, can we?"


    "If you want to help, then come to the palace with me tomorrow. Hopefully, you have a way to keep King Minos going for a few more days."


    "I can cook, but saving someone..."


    "That''s why we can only try and see..."


    The external brain and the intermittently absent-minded Goddess of the Hearth locked eyes, propped their chins in their hands, and simultaneously let out a sigh in unison.


    "Sigh..."


    "Sigh..."

 Chapter 92: Chapter 81 I Disagree with This Marriage!

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    The next day, early morning, within Knossos Palace.


    Hestia, treating King Minos, stood by the bed, carefully examining the patient before her.


    Silent by her side were Princess Ariadne, Little Medusa, and Luo En, patiently awaiting the outcome as the atmosphere grew gradually more somber.


    But after all, she was like a duck forced onto a perch, and shortly after, the Goddess of the Hearth shook her head in frustration,


    "This is difficult..."


    Upon hearing this, Princess Ariadne still held out some hope.


    "Is there really no other way? Please think again!"


    With a sigh, Hestia helplessly muttered, showing an expression of being unable to assist.


    "The divine blood has almost burned out, the soul nearing withering. It''s only the unspent vitality of the body that allows him to barely hang on. I''m out of options."


    "But..."


    Princess Ariadne was about to speak again when King Minos, looking even older than the day before, coughed softly, interrupting his daughter''s query.


    "No more words needed, mortals must eventually die. I''m well aware of the state of my body. To have held on this long is already a mercy from the goddess; there''s no need to waste time on this."


    Princess Ariadne pursed her lips, her gaze filled with sorrow and a touch of reluctance, "Father..."


    King Minos gently patted his daughter''s shoulder in comfort, then turned to look at Hestia beside him, managing a sheepish smile on his weathered face, "While I do not fear death, I still have much left unresolved. So might you grant me a bit more time?"


    Hestia, already feeling somewhat guilty for not being able to help, nodded immediately and promised, "No problem, I''ll find a way to help you adjust your body. As long as you avoid physical confrontations, you can live comfortably for a few more months!"


    Hearing this slightly regretful response, King Minos let out a relieved, albeit wry, laugh.


    He had been prepared to not last even seven days; the prospect of several months felt like a luxury.


    The time left for him to prepare was now so ample it was almost bewildering.


    However, the inability to engage in combat was a significant inconvenience.


    He had intended to resolve the issue before letting go, but it seemed he would have to do as that bastard said and leave problems for his successors.


    After a moment of thought, King Minos looked up at the figure standing before the bed, and spoke earnestly.


    "I have an impertinent request. I want you to become the new king of Crete Island!"


    Surprised by this sudden entrustment, Luo En involuntarily twitched his eyelid and quickly coughed in rejection.


    "Uh, that might not be appropriate. I don''t understand any of this..."


    "Being admired by a goddess and handling various difficult problems with ease hardly speaks of ignorance."


    "Don''t worry, you''re not going to die yet, I guarantee you''ll be hopping around until the very end! Let''s solve the problem at hand first; it''s not time to think about that sort of thing yet!"


    "Ah, right, right!"


    Little Medusa tensed her little face and followed up tightly, combining their efforts in a combo technique.


    Finally, after the two''s persistent persuasion, King Minos began to dismiss the idea.


    "Indeed, being so hasty is indeed disrespectful. We should wait for the goddess to return and then formally consult her..."


    Hearing King Minos make such a reasonable choice, the two figures of varying stature nodded in agreement.


    "However..."


    But as the conjunction loomed, their hearts leapt to their throats once again.


    "My body is no longer well-suited to manage affairs of state, so we need someone capable of bearing the burden, and right now there''s only..."


    King Minos in the bed seemed worried, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards the scribe, as if wanting to raise the issue again.


    "Even if he doesn''t take over, he could still help you share the burden, right? After all, Anna is the goddess''s envoy, and he is Anna''s brother and the man favored by the goddess. As long as everything is the will of the goddess, whether personal or official, it will be the best arrangement. With your approval, nobody will object!


    And things have come this far; isn''t he already the one?"


    Hearing this clear and logical argument, Luo En looked at Hestia, who stood beside the bed speaking confidently, with astonishment in his eyes.


    Isn''t she intermittently brain-deficient? When did she get so clever?


    By this time, King Minos on the bed was also persuaded and made a decision on the spot.


    "That seems reasonable. I will hand over the affairs to the temple and have Ariadne transfer them to you. Whatever needs to be done, just command them to carry it out!"


    As he spoke, the old man looked seriously at his daughter, solemnly advising her.


    "Ariadne, support the scribe during this time, follow his instructions. He is the man chosen by the goddess for Crete Island; treat him with the same respect as you would the goddess."


    "Yes, father!"


    Ariadne obediently agreed, nodding seriously, and quickly slipped into the role she needed to play.


    "Then, I''ll go get the matters that need to be transferred, and the files awaiting processing, for the scribe''s review."


    "I''ll help too!"


    Little Medusa quickly followed behind Princess Ariadne.


    Soon, the previously noisy bedroom was strangely silent.


    In the blink of an eye, Luo En, having been elevated to the uncrowned king of Crete Island and the prospective son-in-law to King Minos, looked solemnly at the instigator of the turmoil.


    Hestia shrunk back, her face holding a stiff smile, her gaze filled with a resentful light as she watched the two figures moving away from the doorway, murmuring regretfully in her heart.


    Darn, I was too slow...

 Chapter 93: Chapter 82: Teammates Sacrificial Rite, Boundless Magical Power

    "Cough..."


    Just as the atmosphere was growing awkard, King Minos, who was lying in bed, gave a light cough and stretched out his hand to pick up the golden scepter from the bedside, handing it over to Luo En, who stood before him.


    "This is the scepter that can command Talos; for the specific spells, you can go ask Ariadne."


    As he took the scepter, hearing King Minos''s tone as if he was entrusting everything to him, Luo En was just about to speak when he was stopped by a gesture from the king.


    "Don''t refuse. I already feel bad enough for imposing responsibilities that should have been mine onto you. Now that my body can''t be of much help, it''s better to give you what can still be used��I hope you can put them to good effect."


    As he spoke, the old man whistled. A hunting dog with straight, slender limbs, smooth and soft fur that shone with a light golden hue, sprinted from the royal garden and dashed like lightning to the bedside, circling around a bronze badge in King Minos''s hand.


    "Remember the scent; from now on, he is your master."


    The old man rubbed the dog''s gentle head, earnestly instructing him, then, with some reluctance, handed the bronze badge over to Luo En''s hands.


    As soon as the badge changed ownership, the Golden Hound let out a low whine and merged into it as a streak of light.


    "So, the rest is up to you..."


    After handing over the two items, the old man patted the back of Luo En''s hand, murmured something, and slowly closed his eyes, falling back into a deep sleep.


    Quietly stepping out, Luo En looked at the two objects in his hands and couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and disbelief.


    The Bronze Giant Talos, the Golden Hound, not to mention the gold arrows he had already used up...


    Now, all three of Crete Island''s heirloom divine artifacts had become his personal belongings.


    His opponents hadn''t even started losing their gold, and here he was, having used up all his teammate''s gold. What kind of situation was this?


    Seeing Luo En''s face change between various expressions, the guilt-ridden Hestia poked the shoulder of the victim and tentatively asked.


    "So, what should we do next?"


    "What do we do? Mix it up!"


    Luo En snapped back to reality and shot a disgruntled glance at Hestia, who had just thrown him into the fire.


    Hearing his unfriendly tone, the ashamed Goddess of the Hearth shrank her neck slightly and spoke softly.


    "How about I take care of Keto after seven days?"


    "This is a stalemate, not a checkmate. If it comes to you taking action, then we''re really hopeless."


    Luo En gently refused and then traced a Hermes Script with his hand, storing away the two divine artifacts gifted by King Minos, before moving forward.


    "Since there''s no escape, let''s go. First, come with me to the council hall to get a grasp of the current situation on Crete Island."


    "Mm-hmm, I knew I could count on you!"


    Seeing Luo En take up the task, the Goddess whose brain was not quite all there suddenly beamed with joy and smoothly followed in the footsteps of her external brain.


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    In the afternoon, in the royal council hall.


    The scribe who had been working diligently finished reviewing the last document on war casualties and breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted. Then, he leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, his brain whirring with the information at hand and strategizing a solution to the predicament.


    In the second wave of the Sea Beasts'' onslaught, Crete Island suffered heavy losses, with over half of the elite Divine Blood Guard killed or injured, and King Minos''s own unbeatable fleet left with but a few survivors, thus lacking the capacity to take the offensive once more.


    The good news, however, was that the Sea Beasts had been equally decimated.


    Strange, where is that girl?


    "Secretary-General, are you looking for Miss Anna?"


    Just as Luo En''s frown tightened, a deep voice came from the construction site.


    A young man in a rough linen shirt with slightly reddened skin walked out of the crowd and approached Luo En.


    Seeing the vaguely familiar face before him, Luo En was surprised.


    "Who are you?"


    "Constantine is my father, whom you''ve met,"


    The young man with one arm began speaking, revealing a simple smile.


    Upon this hint, Luo En suddenly remembered the name.


    During the outbreak of the maritime disaster, he had consulted an experienced old fisherman and had deduced the timing of the first sea beast wave from him, which allowed King Minos to prepare and catch the opposition off-guard.


    So this was the son of that elderly man, no wonder he looked familiar.


    Moreover, considering where they lived, they seemed to be neighbors not far from Hestia, someone Anna always talked about.


    Having confirmed his identity, Luo En''s gaze softened considerably, and he couldn''t help but take a few more glances at the young man''s empty left sleeve.


    "What happened to your arm?"


    "Oh, I didn''t listen to advice and insisted on going out to sea, where I got bitten by a sea beast. Luckily I have a strong life force; I managed to cling to a plank and drifted close to shore, and then Miss Anna pulled me back..."


    While talking, the young man scratched his head awkwardly, his eyes brimming with gratitude towards the petite divine envoy.


    Then, realizing he had digressed, the young man quickly spoke up.


    "Secretary-General, you''re looking for Miss Anna, aren''t you? I saw her heading towards the forest over there,"


    Following that, the young man paused, adding hesitantly his own observation.


    "And it seemed like she was a bit nervous..."


    "Alright, I understand."


    Luo En nodded in thanks and watched the young man leave. Then his eyes narrowed slightly.


    Nervous?


    With the doubts rising in his mind, Luo En turned towards the direction the young man had indicated and strode forward, his hand tracing lines of Hermes script.


    Gradually, his figure weaving through the forest became invisible, blending perfectly with the surroundings.


    Among the spells he had mastered during his decades of study on Aiaia, concealment was his most accomplished, exceeding even that of his old teacher.


    The light breeze rustling through the trees carried a familiar scent and... teasing mockery.


    "What''s the matter? You find it amusing to play house with those mortals, Medusa?"


    "It looks like you''re not planning to obey, my foolish little sister..."


    Luo En''s expression changed slightly as he swiftly took cover behind a tree trunk, peering through the dappled branches at the two figures in the clearing��both unfamiliar and familiar��that suddenly made his heart skip.


    Why are they here?

 Chapter 95: Chapter 84: One Punch One Crybaby Monster

    The next morning, Little Medusa and Hestia left early, heading toward the royal palace to continue their unfinished medical treatments and coordination.


    Luo En, who stayed home alone, opened the window, leaned on the second floor, and perused the documents sent by Princess Ariadne, handling official business.


    Time slipped by, and as midday approached, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually increased, stockpiling supplies for the impending disaster.


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    One by one, carriages sped past, travelling back and forth between Knossos City and the coastal fortresses, transporting metals, ores, timber needed for building, and priests and officiants with Runes to the camp.


    The entire city, shrouded in shadow, was like a tightly wound toy, desperately squeezing out its will to survive and war potential.


    However, mistakes happen when busy.


    "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"


    At this moment, a panicked shout came from the street, and Luo En looked up to see a carriage loaded with materials hurtling down the sloping road, uncontrollably heading towards the entrance of Hestia''s house.


    A pair of twin girls with purple hair stood by the road, obliviously.


    "Be careful!"


    Seeing that a collision was imminent, Luo En''s brow furrowed, and he leaped out from the second floor, pulling the twin purple-haired girls aside to narrowly avoid the oncoming carriage.


    At the same time, the Magic Power within his body surged quietly, forcibly grabbing the reins at the front, stopping the two uncontrollable warhorses.


    "Screech!"


    Accompanied by a harsh screeching sound, the carriage screeched to a halt at one side. Then, a sweaty, portly man with a fear-stricken face emerged from the driver''s seat, his balding head beaded with sweat, looking terrified.


    "Sorry, sorry, is everyone alright?"


    "Thank goodness for this young man''s help. That was really terrifying!"


    The younger of the purple-haired twins patted her chest, appearing weak and distressed, pitiable to the eye.


    The portly man was overwhelmed with guilt, even feeling a suicidal impulse to apologize with his death.


    Luckily, the older sister waved her hand slightly, appearing more understanding.


    "Anyway, it''s all good since nobody''s hurt. Just be more careful next time. And it seems like you have urgent business, right? Go on with your work first."


    "Yes!"


    The portly man nodded as if possessed, then remembered the critical military materials on the carriage, and quickly thanked everyone profusely before hurrying back onto the carriage.


    Strange, they were always so docile before. Why did they suddenly go crazy?


    The portly man muttered to himself as he urged the warhorses on, driving the carriage towards the outskirts of the city.


    In response, Luo En showed deep understanding and sympathy, patiently comforting them.


    "Thank you for your help today. If it hadn''t been for you, we might have died in a foreign land..."


    As they spoke, they seemed increasingly helpless. The sisters moved closer from left and right towards the center, as if trying to draw some support and warmth from their savior.


    Whispers brushed Luo En''s ears from either side, carrying a fragrant, moist breath that seemed to slide in like two nimble snakes through his ear canals and into his skull.


    "Ran out of money..."


    "Can''t find work..."


    "No place to stay..."


    "What should we do next, waaa..."


    The warming atmosphere at the table took a slight chill, as the elder sister glanced at her younger sibling, which was met with a chagrined smirk and a wink.


    "If someone kind would help us..."


    "We would do anything..."


    Immediately after, the sisters gave a pitiful look towards the middle, as if hoping to find reliance from a kind-hearted person.


    "Help, you say? No problem!"


    Hearing this, Luo En, who was in the middle, suddenly stood up, his chest puffing with eager assurance.


    "Come, follow me upstairs!"


    As he spoke, he grabbed the hands of the foreign sisters on either side and quickly walked up the stairs.


    "Ah?"


    "So soon?"


    Gazing at the row of half-open bedrooms upstairs, the sisters'' expressions changed to one of amazement, causing them to halt in their steps.


    Sensing the resistance behind him, Luo En turned back to look at the sisters, somewhat puzzled.


    "Hmm? Don''t you want to?"


    "It''s not that. It''s just too sudden..." The sister who had cried out the most gulped, seemingly hesitant.


    "Ah, it''s something that has to happen sooner or later. You''ll get used to it," Luo En said in the manner of someone who has been through it all, patiently advising.


    "That''s true. Then, big brother, you must help us more..." Contrarily, it was the elder sister who remained calm, as if she was accustomed to such situations. She revealed a tender smile on her delicate face, took the initiative to follow behind, and climbed the stairs.


    Yet the pair of eyes watching the man''s back seemed to grow colder by the second.

 Chapter 96: Chapter 85: Explosive Killing of the Female Imp (6300) (Daily 8000+ Achieved)

    "The flower shop across the street has a nice old lady as the owner. You can get a salary of ten Hera silvers just by helping her sell flowers..."


    "Next door is a bakery with a monthly salary of twelve Hera silvers, and they provide lunch, but it''s quite tiring..."


    "Go a bit further, and you''ll find a raw meat shop. If you two aren''t afraid of getting dirty and are willing to do some slaughtering work, you could earn even more..."


    On the second floor corridor, listening to the man standing in front of the window, pointing at the shops along the street, seriously introducing them, the twin sisters with purple hair could only exchange glances.


    Were they here to find jobs?


    It seemed so...


    Wait, that''s not right!


    Soon, realizing the true purpose of their visit, both shook their heads, showing troubled expressions.


    "We''ve never done this kind of manual labor at home..."


    "At most, we would just read books and learn etiquette..."


    The twin sisters, with the looks of gentlewomen, had eyes full of frailty and helplessness that begged for protection, pitifully looking towards their savior.


    Luo En, upon hearing this, couldn''t help but brighten up.


    "Can read? Even better! Come on, first deal with these documents. I urgently need them done, twenty Hera silver a month for salary!"


    With a thud, two piles of documents, almost half a person tall, were placed in their arms.


    Looking at the strings of characters and figures on the papyrus and parchment, the purple-haired sisters felt dizzy and hurriedly shook their heads to decline.


    "Haven''t learned that!"


    "Don''t know how!"


    Luo En frowned slightly, somewhat at a loss.


    "Then what can you do?"


    As soon as these words came out, the sisters also felt a bit at a loss. After a bit of soul-searching for skills they had learned in human society, they instinctively spoke up.


    "Can eat?"


    "Can drink?"


    "Know where to have fun!"


    Luo En, seeing the relaxed expressions on the sisters, smiled, showing the hospitable side of himself.


    But before he could go downstairs, his arm was firmly held back.


    "No need..."


    The big sister pulled back Luo En who was trying to continue serving them, her eyes hazy, letting out a yawn.


    "A bit tired, why not help us to the room to sit for a while?"


    Her purplish eyes glanced towards the half-open bedroom, her soft voice carrying a kind of alluring temptation.


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    "This might not be a good idea..."


    Luo En''s gaze lingered on the blushing red face for a few seconds, swallowed hard, and hesitated.


    "It''s okay, we won''t mind..."


    Stheno took the initiative to lightly trace her finger in front of the man''s chest while giving a signal to her sister aside.


    It was already the afternoon, and it wouldn''t be long before Little Medusa returned.


    If they continued to delay, who knew how much longer it would last.


    Facing such an oblivious blockhead, it was time to take the initiative into their own hands!


    And Euryale, sharing her sister''s sentiments, immediately nodded, her eyes shining with an eager excitement.


    Having waited so long, they could finally get to the main event, anticipating the expression on Little Medusa''s face when she saw it.


    "Come on, let''s rest for a bit..."


    Euryale, holding the arm of their lifesaver, without any discussion, cooperated with her big sister Stheno and pushed Luo En into the room.


    But for some reason, their steps were somewhat floaty and staggering, as if stepping on tufts of cotton.


    Thud!


    With the door swinging open, three swaying figures fell onto the bed, nearly clinging to each other.


    Slap!


    In a crisp sound, Luo En''s hand pressed down on a paw that had somehow slipped to his own backside, turning to look at the two flushed faces on either side, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.


    "How about you two sleep first, and I sit downstairs?"

 Chapter 97: Chapter 85: Explosive Killing of the Female Imp (6300) (Daily 8000+ Achieved)_2

    However, the slender arms pressing on either side of him were as immovable as iron clamps.


    The twin sisters gently licked their cherry lips, exhaling hot breath.


    "Don''t be in such a hurry..."


    "We haven''t even thanked you yet..."


    Luo En shook his head vigorously, declaring with self-righteous words.


    "No need to thank me, it was nothing! If there''s nothing else you need help with, I''ll be going now, hah."


    Smack!


    A crisp sound echoed as the illuminating fluorite on the wall shattered into powder, suddenly darkening the room.


    "You see, always in a rush..."


    As a soothing soft voice and a sense of weightlessness overcame him, Luo En was once again pushed down onto the bed by two delicate arms pressing against his chest.


    Rustling sounds filled the air as the twin sisters rose from the bed, their snake-like hair scattering over their shoulders, their features sunk in darkness. Though not clearly visible, they radiated a bewitchingly beautiful allure under the evening sun''s glow.


    Like two sprites emerging from the water''s edge or the heart of a lake in the night, luring the lost traveler step by step into a quagmire, sinking into that tender trap, until unwittingly drowning within its muddy depths.


    For a moment, Luo En stared, almost stupefied, forgetting to resist.


    Immediately after, the two graceful silhouettes leaned down, pressing Luo En''s spread arms on either side, as if pinning prey under their claws.


    "Relax..."


    The soft whisper was like a bewitching spell, drawing the hanging heads closer to either side of Luo En''s neck without notice.


    In the fading light of the sunset, the sisters slightly parted their mouths, revealing their chillingly white fangs.


    He smelled so good.


    "Cough cough..."


    With a deep, thoughtful hum, the man overpowered and pinned on the bed cleared his throat with a light cough, his eyes twinkling curiously as he inquired.


    "Boom!"


    Instantly, an overwhelming brute force came crashing down like a landslide or tsunami, accompanied by the violent lament of the bed''s boards and a dizzying whirl, Euryale, taken by surprise, was pinned to the bed by the figure that had suddenly erupted in a burst of crimson and black luminescence.


    At the same time, a magnetic and teasing voice echoed in the ears of the Medusa.


    "Now, did you really think I''d come unprepared, knowing who you are?"


    "...!"


    Seeing her sister swiftly overpowered without warning, Stheno''s face changed drastically, and she instinctively summoned her Divine Power, trying to regain control.


    "Buzz!


    But with a vast and profound resonance of Aether, Stheno found herself overpowered, collapsing onto the bed.


    How could this be? He''s just a demigod!


    Watching as the hand that had pinned her down seemed to exert a massive force, creating an unshakable restraint on her body, the scene confounded the proud Stheno beyond belief.


    "Tsk, I truly wonder if it''s confidence or arrogance, but having recognized you, how could you still think that you''re the ones in control, ''Huntress''? Both of you?"


    Luo En, bathed in the sunset, slowly curved his lips, his smile carrying a hint of darkness and mockery.


    The abrupt shift in dynamics made the two realize the gravity of their mistake.


    "You did this on purpose!"


    "Hm-hmm, you got it right!"


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction, his smile radiant.


    "So, as a reward, we can continue what we didn''t finish earlier, no one else will disturb us now, be sure to watch and learn well."


    In the dimness, a shadowy figure moved inch by inch down upon the two Medusas, unable to stir.


    Doomed...


    They were about to be defiled by this shameless scoundrel, they were no longer pure...


    Feeling the scorching breath on their skin and the palpitations coming from the chest in front of them, the Medusas turned pale, losing their composure.

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    But the more he wanted to resist, the hotter the burning sensation inside him became, and his body grew increasingly feeble as if his strength was being sucked away by something, making the surging magic power unable to shake the terrifying suppression binding him.


    The more desperate he grew, the angrier he got.


    Finally, the Medusas could bear it no longer.


    "Wuwu, you bully us, we''ll tell Medusa!"


    "..."


    Looking at the two snakelike women who had wanted to tear him limb from limb, now putting on the appearance of victims, wailing with puckered lips, Luo En was momentarily at a loss for words.


    He had been deceived! What an opportunity!


    However, as Luo En''s mind relaxed slightly, the seemingly pitiful snakelike women he had pinned under him, with a glint in their eyes and an evil smirk full of murderous intent spreading across their faces, exploded with a surge of vital energy, causing a vibration.


    Hum!


    At the same time, runes twisted and appeared one after another on the ceiling, walls, and floor, their light interweaving and washing over to form a thick and oppressive atmosphere.


    Then, just as the snakelike sisters who wanted to turn over and take charge stiffened, their limbs were suddenly grabbed and pulled taut by a strange force from all directions.


    In an instant, Stheno and Euryale, who had just broken free, were once again tightly bound by dense red and black rune chains, hanging in the air, like two butterflies in a spider''s web, struggle they might, powerless.


    "A Suppression Spell, you didn''t expect that, did you, ladies?"


    At this moment, Luo En leisurely sat up from the bed, playfully looking at the two Medusas hanging in front of him, smilingly explained.


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    "Hehe, you think I dared to climb onto your bed with just the preparations from before?"


    The two Medusas, realizing they had been thoroughly duped from the start, pursed their lips tightly, their pretty faces furrowed, unable to help but feel a sourness in their noses.


    Such treatment to two ladies, this is too much!


    Luo En nodded with a beaming smile, and then...


    Smack smack smack smack smack!


    "We already apologized, why are you still hitting us? And... it''s even harder than last time!"


    After taking another beating, Stheno and Euryale were stunned for a while before they realized what happened, their feelings of sadness and anger surged anew.


    Luo En spread his hands innocently, blinked his eyes, his smile pure and kind.


    "Actually, I kind of prefer you when you''re defiant. How about we reset and start over?"


    "..."


    Stheno and Euryale felt their blood rush to their heads, wishing they could immediately break free and tear the shameless jerk to pieces in front of them!


    No, into a hundred pieces!


    Looking at the two Medusas who seemed to have suffered a great injustice, Luo En smiled calmly, his eyes devoid of pity.


    "If I didn''t have some self-protective strength and wasn''t a bit more cautious, I''d probably be pinned down on the bed being drained and tortured by you by now, and then you''d frame me when Little Medusa comes home. In that case, my fate wouldn''t be much better than yours.


    So, you gambled, you lost; don''t act like you''re the victims here."


    In the face of this undeniable fact, Stheno and Euryale fell silent, their lips tightly sealed.


    After a moment of silence, the two proud creatures recovered their haughty demeanor, their expressions resolute as they lifted their heads and glared fiercely at Luo En at the foot of the bed.


    "You better kill us quickly, or once we get out, we will make you pay!"


    "Kill you? Why would I do that, we''re all so familiar now, violence would only hurt our feelings."


    Luo En shook his head repeatedly, smiling as he pulled out a scroll written in Hermes Script, edged with Athena''s serpent symbol, and slowly unfolded it.


    "Aren''t you looking for a job? There, just sign this contract, work for me and Knossos City for a few years, and we''ll call everything even."


    Previously, the two Medusas had intended to use their charms to turn him into their subservient thrall. If it hadn''t been for the bracelet Athena blew his way, which came into play, he might have ended up as these two women''s blood bag.

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    Now, with even shrewder calculations, he planned to turn these two Parus who had come knocking at his door into serpentine tools to disrupt the scheme, perfectly embodying the old saying "Fortune turns like a wheel."


    After all, actions always have consequences.


    In fact, this was exactly why Luo En half-heartedly went along and played out this drama with the two Medusas.


    These two Medusas were unlike the simple-minded Little Medusa; they were vile in temperament, with considerable social experience��not as easy to trick as the latter and not so willing to sincerely blend into human society or to believe in the goodness of human nature.


    Now, they were in Knossos City to bring back their sister, and if left unhandled, they would inevitably become a great calamity.


    Furthermore, the complicated relationship between the three sisters required Luo En to consider his actions carefully.


    To be safe, it would be wiser to lure these two enticing serpents into a trap with a bit of trickery.


    However, perhaps due to being deeply disgruntled about their own downfall, the two Medusas were stubbornly proud and refused to submit.


    Work for this human? What a joke!


    Luo En was not annoyed; he picked up a whip with a smiling visage, ready to implement some reeducation.


    "Wait a moment, I... we need to think this over..."


    Stheno and Euryale, who had sparked a hint of resistance, turned pale with fright at the sight of someone approaching with ill intent, their voices stuttering and quavering.


    Luo En''s smile was radiant, his eyes encouraging, while the whip in his hand, gathering magic power, cracked emphatically.


    "It''s okay, you can take your time to think it over, just hang in there. We have plenty of time. If it comes to it, I''ll have Little Medusa patrol tonight..."


    Assholes, who encourages people like that!


    Hestia crossed her arms and turned her head away petulantly, uncooperative.


    She had naively believed it was to sacrifice for the salvation of Crete Island.


    Instead, after she left, she had to circle back and then hide under the bed choking on dust all day, while others enjoyed themselves!


    The Goddess of the Hearth, after listening under the bed for hours, glanced at the two Medusas hanging in mid-air and the fellow holding the whip, and couldn''t help but curse under her breath.


    Pfft, despicable man and women!


    "Are you angry?"


    "No!"


    "So, are you a bit upset?"


    "A little..."


    "Do you want to vent?"


    "Yes!"


    As Hestia''s aggravation became less and less concealed, Luo En''s face revealed a subtle smile and he raised his right hand.


    "Come on, try this!"


    As she held the whip, engraved with runes, in her hand, her eyes involuntarily shifted to the two Medusas suspended in midair. Her tongue unconsciously licked her somewhat dry lips, and a flickering flame ignited in her pupils.


    At that moment, Stheno and Euryale, who thought they had narrowly escaped disaster, couldn''t help shivering, clinging tightly to each other, emitting uncontrollable sobs.

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    Ah!


    Half an hour later, Hestia shook the whip in her hand with a clear and refreshed air, her cute face slightly sweaty, brimming with threads of excitement and contentment.


    When the Goddess of the Hearth''s eyes inadvertently glanced toward the two figures deserving of a whipping before her, her gaze seemed somewhat unsatisfied, and she flicked the whip, producing a crisp snap of air.


    Crack!


    Instantly, Stheno and Euryale on the bed shuddered reflexively, hugging each other and trembling, their faces pale, their cries tinged with indignation and sorrow.


    "Wuu, we signed! We both signed! Why are you still whipping us!"


    "Cough, sorry, my hand slipped..."


    Facing the resentful gaze of the Medusas, Hestia coughed dryly, smiling sheepishly, and somewhat unwillingly dropped the whip in her hand.


    It has to be said, whipping people can really become addictive.


    Noticing the subtle change in expression on the face of the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En''s heart skipped a beat.


    This woman, she hasn''t developed some sort of strange fetish, has she?


    Seeing that the atmosphere had grown slightly delicate, and in order to avoid becoming the next victim, a certain extremely wicked mastermind quickly folded up the coercive contract in hand, and proactively extended a friendly hand toward Stheno and Euryale on the bed, his face a picture of smiles.


    "Don''t be afraid, from now on we are all one family."


    "Stop the pretense, now that we''re in your hands, kill or flay us as you like! There''s nothing to discuss! But you think you can order us around just like that? It won''t be that easy!"


    Euryale glared at the initiator before her, stubbornly stiffening her neck, clearly unreconciled to her defeat.


    "Tch, you''re making it very difficult for me..."


    Luo En said, leisurely picking up the magic power whip from the ground, shaking his head regretfully with a sigh.


    As the root of their divinity was exposed, Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but twitch.


    But faced with that penetrating gaze, they had no choice but to nod reluctantly.


    "That makes things much easier..."


    Luo En nodded, his eyes slightly narrowed, a confident smile appearing on his face.


    "Keto has also inherited the Old Sea God Pontos''s divinity, but compared to you, she seems less complete. Moreover, I''ve previously tried attacking her with Medusa''s blood and found that the Divine Blood of the Gorgons indeed possesses strong restraining power against her.


    So, while you two may not assuredly win against Keto, if you include Medusa and invoke the complete divinity of Pontos, that mother of monsters might not be a match for you three sisters!"


    Hearing Luo En''s logical analysis, Stheno and Euryale gradually let go of their awe of the mother of monsters, starting to be somewhat skeptical yet convinced.


    Still, the coercion of being pushed into the situation and the risks that were implicitly involved made it difficult for them to decide, leaving them hesitating.


    "Don''t worry, since it''s a job, I won''t let you work for free, I''m always fair and just!"


    Luo En boasted while patting his chest, smiling as he offered conditions that were too tempting for them to refuse.


    "As long as Keto is dealt with, her Divinity, which is the same as yours, will belong to you."


    As he spoke, the man in front of the bed lowered his voice, his tone filled with a temptation that was hard for them to resist.


    "With this Divinity, the only mortal, the only weakness among the Gorgon Sisters, will cease to exist. The child will then be able to ascend with you to divinity, and no one will be able to easily kill her..."


    "We''ll do it!"


    "We''re in!"


    In an instant, Stheno and Euryale spoke simultaneously, their eyes sparkling.


    But soon after, as if realizing their reactions were overzealous, they looked at each other and coughed in succession.

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    "We''re not just doing this for her, we also have use for Pontos''s divinity..."


    "And, we want the lion''s share!"


    The two sisters harmonized in their conspiratorial banter, their cooperation seamless.


    Lou En chuckled nonchalantly, "No problem, given Keto''s size, her divinity will certainly fill you up, and Little Medusa''s ascension won''t be an issue."


    Assured by the promise of the involved party, Stheno nodded contentedly and, with a graceful and restrained gesture, raised her right hand to signal with a languid nasal tone.


    "So..."


    Watching the crystal-clear arm voluntarily offered before him, Lou En was momentarily stunned but then swiftly grasped the understanding, and firmly clasped the delicate hand with his own.


    Having reached a tentative agreement, they exchanged a smile, their eyes revealing profound implications.


    Ha, with such small favors, do you really think you can buy our loyalty?


    Dream on!


    Perfect, first we find a way to stay close to you, so that when the opportunity arises, we can expose your despicable nature. As long as Little Medusa sees your true colors, that child will eventually realize that her sisters are the only ones in this world who truly love her.


    Eventually, won''t she obediently return with us to Formless Island?


    The flickering light in Stheno and Euryale''s eyes met, brimming with malice toward a certain someone.


    Meanwhile, Lou En looked at the sisters before him and sneered inwardly.


    Ha, think you can escape after boarding my ship?


    Do you have any idea who is the real mastermind behind the monster attack on Crete Island?


    ��The lord of the Sea of Okeanos, the God of the Sea, Poseidon!


    Once you make a spectacle of killing Keto in front of everyone, you''ll be implicitly labeled with the brand of Crete Island and Athena.


    Even after encountering the Atlantean Guard, divine warfare, and a beast tide, they still chose to doggedly pursue the truth.


    After all, this was the Age of Greek Gods, where kinship often meant nothing more than brothers smiling as they plotted against each other.


    So for Stheno and Euryale, anything that could enhance Medusa''s safety was not to be rejected.


    Lou En had clearly recognized this aspect and thus fearlessly lured Stheno and Euryale into his fold.


    And to get the Paru to work sincerely and devote their labor without reservation, a whip was definitely not enough.


    A contract could only bind the body, but mutual interests could tie their fates together.


    And then, there were no ''and thens.''


    Swallow the bait, get pulled ashore from the sea, then faithfully work to death for me!


    Having successfully tamed the rebellious Gorgon sisters, Lou En comfortably picked up his glass, sipped the flavored wine, and let out a satisfied moan; the weight that had been on his mind since taking power was finally put at ease.


    In his memory, Keto met her end at the hands of Medusa''s petrifying gaze and the surprise attack from the demigod hero Perseus.


    Now, with all three Gorgon sisters in play, he didn''t believe he couldn''t handle the so-called mother of monsters.


    Having secured two top-tier tools, and having solved the biggest problem, Lou En was just about to drink another cup to celebrate.


    "Let go of Lou En!"


    Unexpectedly, a petite figure climbed through the window onto the second floor, burst through the door, and yanked him behind her, warily scanning the room.


    A messy bed sheet, disheveled clothing, suspicious Runes of shackles, Hestia''s blushing face, and the hugging sisters...


    Everything before her overloaded Little Medusa''s CPU, leaving her stunned on the spot.


    On the way home, she hadn''t even entered the door when she caught the familiar scent in the air.


    So, considering last night''s encounter, Little Medusa immediately thought of her two dear sisters paying a visit and decided to climb through the window to protect Lou En, who might be bullied.

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    Unexpectedly, what she encountered was such a bizarre scene.


    "You guys..." Little Medusa stood in the doorway, gazing at the four people in the room with a faint look.


    "Discussing cooperation!" Luo En hurriedly explained, feeling fine sweat beading on the back of his neck.


    Cooperation talks that end up in bed?


    Little Medusa looked at the messy bedroom and bedding, her mind struggling to make sense of it.


    "Don''t believe me? Ask them!"


    Seeing the doubt in the young girl''s eyes grow stronger, Luo En immediately gave Stheno and Euryale frantic looks, signalling them desperately.


    But seeing their younger sister''s first action upon entering the room was to protect a certain culprit behind her, after being beaten for more than half an hour, Stheno and Euryale broke down, their faces as dark as the bottom of a pot, arms crossed over their chests, ready to watch the drama unfold.


    However, as a section of a whip flashed behind someone, the indignant Stheno and Euryale shuddered, and quickly bowed their heads in humiliation, speaking in a muffled and resentful tone.


    "Don''t you want to defend Crete Island?"


    "We were worried about you, we came to help."


    "Really? You''re that kind-hearted?"


    Little Medusa looked at her suddenly transformed sisters with suspicion clearly outweighing trust in her tone.


    Are we really that bad?


    Seeing her sister''s thief-like glare, Stheno and Euryale ground their teeth in frustration, veins popping on their foreheads.


    "That''s right, your two sisters came to find me early this morning, saying they hoped to stand with us through this tough time and defend Crete Island together!"


    Seeing Stheno and Euryale on the verge of exploding, Luo En nodded repeatedly to vouch for them, dragging another conspirator to share the blame.


    "Hestia can also testify!"


    At that moment, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had quietly moved toward the door, stopped in her tracks, turned around, and forced a convincingly earnest smile on her face.


    "Yes, yes! That''s why I came back from the palace early!"


    "So that was it? Sorry, I misunderstood you..."


    Suddenly, Little Medusa, having learned the "truth," looked guiltily at her sisters and the two adults.


    Seeing that they had finally managed to gloss over the issue, Luo En promptly put on a serious demeanor and changed the subject.


    "Cough, cough. Now that everyone is here, let''s discuss how to deal with the third wave of the beast tide."


    When the conversation turned to their own pressing matters, everyone grew solemn, following Luo En, the current spokesman for Crete Island, to the living room to sit down and begin the formal discussion.


    As the main force resisting pressure, Luo En had no choice but to take the lead, opening the meeting by announcing his strategy.


    "The first problem, Keto, as a unique existence, requires a specific response. The divinity of the Gorgons can counter her. I''m planning to leave her to you."


    "Okay!"


    Before Stheno and Euryale could respond, Little Medusa stood up, her face serious as she accepted the challenge.


    Such meticulous arrangements were sufficient to handle any variation that might arise in the third beast tide.


    However, considering another possibility and still feeling insecure, Luo En turned his gaze toward Hestia.


    "When the time comes, you will secure our rear along the coastal defense line, and if Poseidon makes a move..."


    Hearing she would have a role to play, Hestia clenched her fists and swiped through the air excitedly,


    "Don''t worry, I''ll definitely give him a beating!"


    Luo En nodded slightly, his expression showing satisfaction and relief.


    Given the formidable power of the sea deity, he had no intention of letting Hestia take the forefront and give their opponent an advantage.


    But that didn''t mean he wasn''t prepared for the eventuality of the God of the Sea, unable to accept defeat, becoming desperate.


    After outlining the basic strategy, the group immediately reviewed the plan again, clarifying and refining each person''s tasks.


    With nothing much to do, an idly curious Hestia suddenly had a thought,


    "Wait, what if Keto doesn''t show up after seven days?"


    "Good question!"


    Luo En smiled nonchalantly, stood up from his seat, and looked at Hestia with a gaze not of mockery, but filled with rare admiration, and replied leisurely,


    "That is the third trouble to handle, and it''s my task to deal with it��once everything is in place, I''ll be the one to lure Keto out!"


    "Lure? Like fishing?"


    Hestia blinked in bewilderment, then nodded to herself.


    It seemed right; the mother of monsters did indeed resemble a giant snake-fish.


    But she was also an ancient god.


    What could he use to lure her out?


    Seeing Hestia''s confusion, Luo En''s lips curled into a smile as he looked meaningfully out towards the city of Knossos, and said,


    "The ''bait''; didn''t King Minos prepare it for us two days ago?"


    In an instant, Hestia understood and an expression of schadenfreude spread across her face.


    ~~


    "Achoo!"


    Elsewhere on Crete Island, within a hidden cave deep in the forest, a youth dressed in animal skins, armed with a longbow, and with an honest face, inexplicably felt a chill and sneezed loudly.


    Damn it, could it be the old man gossiping about me again?


    As a cool breeze swept through the forest, Orion looked around at the shadows and felt a sudden unease.


    No, this is too close to the city of Knossos, who knows if the old man will follow; I need to go further away.


    Orion grumbled as he snuffed out his fire, grabbed his longbow and water bottle, and continued deeper into the dense forest.

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    Three days later, in a hidden valley within the mountains of Crete.


    Occhanos sat before the fire, tore a piece of bloody flesh from the undercooked leg of a wild boar, and chewed vigorously.


    The coarse meat and the strong, unseasoned scent of blood made him frown involuntarily, cursing his clueless grandfather in his mind.


    If that old fool had been sensible, he would have bowed his head early, admitted his mistake, abdicated sooner, and passed the throne to him.


    Then, the beast calamity on Crete Island would naturally resolve itself, and he wouldn''t have to hide in these godforsaken mountains, subsisting on such rough food, but rather lie in the palace, enjoying the delicate delicacies served in gold and silver goblets and the meticulous care of beauties.


    Looking at the wilderness before him, which was starkly different from the wonderful scenario in his mind, Occhanos took a sip of water, trying to swallow down the dry chunk of meat that was scratching his throat, his eyes brimming with irritation.


    There are only two days left before the deadline, and that immortal still refuses to give in; how stubborn.


    Should I make another trip to Knossos City?


    Occhanos thought about his last encounter in the palace and couldn''t help but hesitate.


    Although he was caught off guard by that sudden interloper, it was his own oversight; he didn''t dodge.


    If he were to fight head-on, or shift the battleground to the dense forest or sea, where he is more adept, he might not lose.


    Plus, with the recent divine protection granted by his Father God, that foreigner who relies solely on schemes and trickery is not a concern at all.


    What truly troubled him was the old man''s attitude.


    Who knows, if pushed to the brink, whether that old coot might act out of spite and take him, his grandson, down with him?


    After all, family relationships in Greece are incredibly delicate.


    Often, the closer the blood relation, the harsher the blow...


    Therefore, before the situation becomes clear, it''s best not to loiter around that grandfather of his, so as not to provoke the old immortal.


    When the time comes, let Keto give them a taste of her color.


    When it comes down to life and death, what do pride, adherence, right and wrong, or even life itself amount to?


    He doesn''t believe that under the pressure of all Minosians, the old man won''t bow his head?


    However, by then, to bow would come at a corresponding price.


    For example...


    The image of his charming aunt appeared before Occhanos'' eyes, and he licked his somewhat dry lips, his simple face revealing a sinister smile.


    The virgin Priestess of Goddess Athena��he had indeed never tasted such.


    As Occhanos was lost in his wild thoughts, a sarcastic taunt reached his ears.


    "Yo, not bad for a meal, huh?"


    Someone''s here!


    Occhanos''s face changed, and he abruptly stood up, looking in the direction of the sound.


    He saw the air ripple like water not far away, as a figure with silver hair cascading down his shoulders and a slender frame silently emerged.


    Luo En, as if persuaded, became solemn and applauded this seemingly perfect plan.


    Then, the corners of his lips slightly turned up, revealing a hint of pleasure, as he raised his hand to remove a bird feather pendant, pulsing with light, from inside his collar. He spoke softly.


    "So, did you all hear everything clearly?"


    "Heard it clearly..."


    "Not a word was missed!"


    "Pah, Poseidon''s bastard!"


    The chorus of male and female voices emerged from the pendant, cold and low.


    There were priests, soldiers, commoners...


    Even, those princes and princesses who once harbored a glint of hope...


    Hearing the relentless curses and denunciations coming from the pendant, the triumphant expression on Occhanos''s face vanished, replaced by a rage-filled flush of embarrassment as he angrily turned to face forward.


    "You tricked me?!"


    "Falling for the same trick twice, you are a fool indeed..."


    Luo En glanced at the irate Son of the God of the Sea and delivered a mocking blow without mercy.


    "Considering everyone a fool, always thinking you''re the smartest one. You are the biggest fool of all!"


    "Bastard..."


    Occhanos, unable to muster a retort, saw his perfect plan riddled with holes, and his dream of ascending to be the king of Crete shattered like a bubble. He was so enraged that he crushed a sapphire hanging on his chest.


    "You brought this on yourselves!"


    In an instant, a surge of azure light shot into the sky, mingling with the ether in the air and emitting a piercing resonance.


    "Hum!!!!"


    Immediately, darkness fell upon the world, the sea roared with a frenzy of wind, and a giant beast, half snake, half fish, burst forth from the water, churning thousands of tons of water and venting its anger at being awoken.


    As the monster opened its enormous maw to advance towards the noisy Crete Island, thousands of Sea Beasts trapped in the Inland Sea began to flee in terror.


    The restored six-headed, twelve-legged beast Scylla and Charybdis, who had taken the form of a watery humanoid, were notably among the escapees.


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    "Form ranks, face the enemy!"


    Simultaneously, following a command, princes and princesses who served as commanders unsheathed swords and waved staffs on the reinforced coastal fortresses, priests and priestesses chanted spells, and ready soldiers either raised spear and shield on the ramparts or set sail on warships.


    The war known as the End began anew.


    At this very moment, in a clearing deep within the mountains of Crete,


    Almost simultaneously with the commencement of the main battlefield, Occhanos, blinded by rage, let out a roar and, eyes red, charged at the one responsible for the ruin of his meticulous plan.


    This bastard must die!

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    Bang!


    The burly hunter surged forward with a tremor of his foot, his body accompanied by the dust flying and the roaring sound of the splitting earth, approaching his target dozens of steps away as fast as lightning, his two enormous fists swinging forward with fury.


    Before the fists even arrived, a tsunami-like roaring sound filled the air, as if waves upon waves were pushing and squeezing toward the center.


    Seeing his opponent still foolishly frozen on the spot, a hideous cold sneer appeared on Orion''s face.


    He had inherited the traits of a Titan Giant through his lineage, possessing a sturdy body with an arm strength unmatched among the demigods.


    And with these arms he took pride in, he had easily strangled lions and wrestled the subspecies of the hellhound Cerberus to victory.


    In the face of this pure violence, both demonic entities and magic beasts would flee in fear.


    Any prey daring to resist would invariably become the lost souls beneath his fists.


    Today, it seemed his hunting list would gain the name of one more living person.


    With a mix of anger and pleasure in his heart, the advancing Orion let out a thunderous yell.


    "Die!"


    "Boom!"


    His fists, having hit the target, slapped forward a violent magic tide, the ground under the impact sinking several meters instantly, while the piercing gale swept around, instantly snapping the grass and trees in the valley, exposing the bare rocks.


    Hmph, who''s the real fool! You dare to directly catch my punches?


    As the dense dust gradually dispersed, Orion, still maintaining the punching pose, had his smile slowly freeze as he looked toward the figure standing tall a dozen meters away with a grim expression.


    "What great strength..."


    ����War God''s might!


    Damn! Who knew Ares had such a powerful demigod son in the mortal world!


    Orion''s face changed drastically; he quickly bit his tongue to stabilize his mind that was being corroded by battle frenzy and madness, while his boiling divine blood enhanced the protection of the God of the Sea to the extreme, his fists like dragons emerging from the sea, furiously swinging forward.


    Whoever it was, the arrow was on the string; there was no turning back!


    "Perfect timing!"


    Luo En uttered a low shout, lifting his arm to meet the attack, using the Son of the God of the Sea before him to test the fruits of his training over the past months.


    Bam bam bam bam!


    The collision of fists created a series of thunderous booms in the air.


    They were the offspring of titanic beings, with Titan blood coursing through their veins, and combat was almost an innate talent they were born with.


    Under the dominion of ferocity, the two figures shrouded in ethereal tide and dense smoke, like two magic beasts colliding in the forest, engaged in a savage and violent struggle.


    At first, Orion, relying on his Giant heritage, managed to hold a slight advantage with his size.


    But the more they fought, the more startled he became.


    The opponent seemed like a natural fighting machine, constantly adapting to and breaking the rhythm of the battle, soon forcing the brute-strength Orion to stagger, continuously backing up.


    Seeing his own perilous situation under the onslaught, Orion simply steeled his heart, raised his arms to shield his upper body, and quickly created distance using the force of Luo En''s punching assault, while his left hand grabbed the hunting bow at his waist, and his right hand pulled out arrows from the quiver, shooting six arrows in rapid succession faster than lightning.


    Facing this sudden attack, Luo En''s eyes revealed a faint derision.


    Just like his father, a sore loser.


    And at that moment, with danger approaching, the boiling battle intent further pushed his innate talent for Infinite Martial Refinement to the extreme.

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    Orion''s archery, which he prided himself on, was not only predictable in Luo En''s eyes but also full of flaws.


    With his thoughts and perceptions exceptionally clear, Luo En shifted three inches to the right, retreated seven-tenths, and then flicked a central arrow with his left hand. The sudden force spun it off its trajectory, hitting weak points on two arrows on the left side, and buried it into the soil with a hair''s breadth to spare.


    At the same time, Luo En''s right hand, which was free, drew the bronze longsword he carried, flicked his wrist, and the sword''s tip danced up and down, effortlessly slashing through three arrows on the right.


    What was once complex became simple, and like that, Orion''s killer move, which had never failed him during hunts, was easily defused.


    But, that was enough!


    Orion, who had initially retreated to a distance of ten steps from Luo En, had a deep blue glow flash over his legs, and unexpectedly accelerated forward, abruptly stepping into the dangerous zone that was only a step away from his opponent.


    The hunter, wearing a cold sneer, swung his right fist wrapped in power, aiming straight for Luo En''s momentarily undefended abdomen.


    Compared to the tricky archery, he trusted his own physique more!


    So, the retreat just now was only to regain control of the battle''s rhythm.


    Facing the fierce punch, Luo En''s indifferent expression did not waver; he leaped slightly back, his right knee thrusting upward, hitting Orion''s inner elbow with the hardest part of the knee, nearly dislocating the demigod''s arm.


    He still didn''t dare to take the blow head-on, showing that strength was indeed this fellow''s weakness.


    If you defend too long, you will falter; then use speed to exploit the slow, forcing him to expose his weaknesses!


    After one futile hit, Orion was far from discouraged. On the contrary, as if he had found his opponent''s fatal flaw, his face lit up with delight, raising his speed and strength to the peak, unleashing a flurry of blows with the power to split mountains and break stones, each enveloped by the ocean''s blessing.


    Orion internally cursed, fretting with anxiety. The pain coursing through his body forced him to consider his own recovery first.


    Thus, the son of the God of the Sea, blessed by the ocean, immediately headed toward a nearby stream, apparently attempting to use the water to heal his injuries.


    However, thanks to Luo En''s understanding of demigods associated with the sea, he had anticipated this move.


    Want to heal yourself? Not so easy!


    A fierce look flashed in Luo En''s eyes as he advanced quickly, aiming to interrupt Orion''s sprint toward the water source for healing.


    Yet, the son of the God of the Sea''s eyes flickered with slyness and coldness as well.


    You''ve been had!


    The moment Luo En stepped into the calculated range, Orion twisted his body with a sudden turn, his right leg gathering momentum for a sweeping arc through the air.


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched as he arched his back and willingly fell backward, striking the ground with his right hand as he fell to use the rebound force to somersault in the air.


    However, as he descended, six sounds of arrows slicing air rang out, with six arrows shot from Orion''s hand reaching instantly.


    With no leverage in mid-air, the prey faced an arrow rain that sealed off all avenues of escape.


    "Clang clang clang!"


    Amidst a flurry of sparks and the clanging of metal, Luo En landed safely with the bronze longsword, which had been at his waist, now gripped in his right hand that had deflected all six arrows during their simultaneous arrival.


    Faced with this unexpected response, Orion, who thought he had a guaranteed hit, stood dumbfounded and felt an icy shiver for the first time, true fear seeping into his bones.

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    The opponent before me possessed an intuitive sharpness surpassing that of wild beasts, coupled with a vast and intricate array of combat skills. Every part of their body was a weapon; every movement had the potential to deliver a lethal strike. They were simply a monster born for battle!


    And indeed, it was so.


    Luo En had never undergone systematic training in any particular school of thought, but thanks to the blessing of his warlike divinity, he forged every experience and skill he encountered in continuous challenges and practice into this body, transforming them into an instinctual understanding that served the purpose of combat.


    This was the "Infinite Martial Refinement"!


    "Woo~~!"


    As Luo En and Orion stood facing each other from a distance, a high-pitched and vigorous sound of a horn came from the coast, echoing across the whole of Crete Island.


    "Roar..."


    Accompanied by a noise resembling the mournful cry of a fish or a snake.


    At the same time, on the sea''s surface.


    The remaining Minos Warships and the Divine Blood Guard, led by a monstrous Minotaur, sliced through the waves like a sharp sword amidst the tide of beasts, pushing the battle line right up to the Mother of Monsters and releasing spears and bow and arrow.


    Chunks of fresh flesh peeled away from the body of the Mother of Monsters, falling into the water.


    The pained Keto thrashed its tail angrily, stirring up towering waves and ether tides in an attempt to engulf all threats and resistance.


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    However, the pale yellow wings spread out in front of the fleet, shielding them from the Mother of Monsters'' dying struggle.


    As the golden wings slowly unfurled, the Hundred-eyed Gorgon Witch, a fusion of the three sisters'' divinity, displayed the ferocious stature of the serpent goddess above the sea, uttering a chilling and solemn proclamation.


    "Keto, you have no right to step onto this land, let alone harm the humans here. It''s over!"


    In a deep chant, the Gorgon''s serpentine divine eyes glowed intensely, and the thick, viscous aura of her might spread out once more.


    Every Sea Beast that met her gaze, unable to even cry out, froze into stone statues and sank to the bottom of the sea.


    "Roar...!"


    At this very moment, in a concealed valley of Crete Island.


    When the dying scream of the Mother of Monsters reached his ears, Orion realized something was terribly wrong, feeling as though he had fallen into an ice cave.


    How is it possible? Keto has lost!


    And hearing the cheers signifying the dust had settled, Luo En''s hanging heart finally relaxed as he stretched his limbs comfortably, showing a radiant smile to his opposite, Orion.


    "So, the game is over..."


    Orion looked at the figure whose aura was climbing with every step towards him, his eyes filled with disbelief.


    He hadn''t even used his full strength yet!


    �� Run!


    Almost at once, Orion made the decision, turning his head and rushing towards the valley''s edge, heading straight for the sea.


    Only by entering the domain of the ocean did he have a sliver of a chance to win!


    However, he had barely escaped a few steps when the sharp sound of something cutting through the air attacked from both sides.


    Orion''s instincts kicked in, tensing his muscles and tumbling awkwardly on the spot.


    "Puff puff puff!"


    Immediately, a bone-white spear and two bone arrows grazed his skin by a hair''s breadth, piercing through the rock behind him.


    Following quickly, the grinding sound of bones filled the air as two sharp swords and two long spears jabbed toward Orion''s head and heart.


    "Roll!"


    In the face of this crisis, the Son of God of the Sea immediately released his oceanic divinity, stirring up a deep blue halo around him, throwing off the sharp swords and long spears.


    But by then, the three skeletal creatures in the back, already armed with close-combat bone weapons, alternately surged forward.


    "Dragon Tooth Soldiers!"


    Orion, seeing the seven bone creatures with serpentine features that seemed to have been lying in wait all around, couldn''t help but curse through clenched teeth.

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    If it were an ordinary time, I wouldn''t be afraid of these gold-level summons and it would just take a bit of effort.


    But now, as I''m fleeing, any second''s delay is almost fatal.


    "Get lost, all of you!"


    Orion once again stirred his divine power in anger, trying to break through the blockade of the seven dragon-tooth soldiers recklessly.


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    "Woof! Woof-woof!"


    At the side, a Golden Hound that succeeded in its hunt let out a joyful bark, wagging its tail and nudging its master''s leg to seek praise.


    Looking at the spiritually full Golden Hound and Luo En, who lowered his hand to pet the dog''s head as a reward, Orion''s eyes almost burst with fury.


    All this should have been his!


    All because of that stubborn old fool! All because of this outsider who appeared out of nowhere!


    Seeing no way to escape, Orion steeled his heart, quickly drew the last three arrows from his quiver, and nocked them to his bowstring.


    "Puff!"


    However, a bronze sword was thrown, its cold edge not only cutting the bowstring but also severing his right arm.


    Immediately, warm divine blood spurted out, splashing Orion''s face.


    After a brief numbness, intense pain assaulted him, making the Son of the Sea God clutch his severed arm and let out a piercing howl.


    "Ah! My hand! My hand!"


    "Don''t worry, you won''t be in pain much longer..."


    The voice that seemed to offer comfort brought with it a shivering, chilling fear.


    Too dazzling to behold, untouchable!


    For they are the order of heaven and earth, the sovereigns of the world!


    "Hmph!"


    Just as the tyrannical hand descending from the sky was about to crush the defiant ant, a cold snort echoed through the air and a golden lance descended, its crescent edge splitting the overwhelming waves that sought to engulf the world.


    "Puff!"


    Accompanied by the muffled sound of flesh being torn apart, the giant hand from the sky was cut by the golden lance''s edge, with gold and blue blood raining down amidst a series of muffled groans.


    Luo En, at the center of it all, was drenched in the sudden downpour of the Divine Liquid.


    The Twelve-Sided Die on the altar in his mind began to roll, resonating with an invisible rhythm.


    In an instant, the oppressive weight of the deep sea dissipated, replaced by the boiling surge of blood within his body, as if the sea itself was churning.


    From his bones to his meridians, from his flesh to his spirit, it was as if they were being washed and baptized over and over again by seawater.


    Claiming a measure of Poseidon''s maritime divine power for oneself?


    So this is the [chance] I''ve chosen?


    Realizing something, Luo En murmured, letting go of his mind and actively receiving this hard-earned [divine gift of fate], his consciousness gradually being submerged in the surging tides.


    His uncontrollable body then tilted forward.


    However, his falling head eventually landed in a gently opened embrace, with soft whispers of genuine admiration and boundless complexity brewing close to his ear.


    "You''ve worked hard..."


    Listening to that familiar voice, the last thread of clarity in Luo En''s mind snapped, and his unsupported head burrowed into softness and warmth, leaving him with one final thought.


    Athena, she''s actually quite big...

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    At dawn, the delicate golden sunlight penetrated the window lattice and spilled into the room, accompanied by the sound of the surging tide.


    Yawning as if moved by a sense, Luo En propped open his eyelids, and with a slight glance from the corner of his eye, was startled to find a pair of round and slender white thighs resting behind his head, offering a soft touch and a faint fragrance.


    "You''re awake?"


    A gentle voice reached him, as the Goddess of Wisdom in her plain white dress with silver hair and purple eyes sat at the head of the bed, looking down at the face that rested on her knees with a smile.


    However, the rise and fall of two white mountain peaks with each breath obstructed their line of sight, causing Luo En to feel dizzy.


    Are they really that big?


    As Luo En silently marvelled at this spectacle, those purple eyes showed deep concern.


    "What''s wrong? Still not feeling well? Let me take a look!"


    A pair of encircling arms lifted Luo En''s head and held it anxiously against her chest, soothing him with a series of checks.


    Suddenly, the half-awake victim nearly suffocated, flailing wildly as his senses summarized the characteristics of this overwhelming contact in his mind.


    So big! So soft! So fierce!


    "Bang!"


    As Luo En''s consciousness grew chaotic, almost suffocating from this tender indulgence, the bedroom door was violently burst open.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, dressed in a white apron and holding a ladle, stuck her head through the door with a dark expression and forced out a twisted smile.


    "So you''re awake? I made a big feast to celebrate your recovery, come down and eat!"


    Eat?


    Luo En unconsciously looked through the partially open door toward the hall and kitchen, his expression instantly freezing.


    Anna! Yes, where''s Anna?!"


    In the midst of speaking, Luo En, his head tightly circled in Athena''s arms, darted his eyes around, frantically searching for a figure to save the situation.


    "Anna? She''s right..."


    The Gorgon Sisters with purple hair and red eyes entered the room, their beautiful faces bearing wicked smiles. They then grabbed the corner of Luo En''s blanket and with a swift tug, they revealed...


    "...here!"


    Luo En instinctively looked down to see a spread of purple lying beneath the blanket.


    The face that blended the mature charm of the snake goddess with the youthful innocence of a young Gorgon was slowly lifting up from below, a split tongue flicking out from parted lips, tasting the air and swallowing with a satisfied flush on her little face.


    In an instant, several chilling gazes focused on him, and an indescribable terror instantly froze everything.


    "An... Anna! No!"


    A shrill and off-key wail echoed in the ancient Greek-style bedroom as a patient covered in sweat sat upright in bed, his arms flailing in the air as if grasping for life.


    After a moment of turmoil, his terror-filled eyes refocused, looking up at the familiar ceiling and room decor with relief.


    It was just a dream, thankfully.


    For a moment, Luo En patted his nearly arrested heart, slumping against the headboard and staring at the empty bedroom with a tinge of dejection in his heart.


    What happened to the number one hero? If not knee-pillowed, why isn''t there even an attendant?


    As his mood swung and he was grumbling to himself, a low whine came from outside the door. A Golden Hound pushed open the door gap, burst into the bedroom, leaped onto the bed, and wagged its tail and licked his palm with joy.


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    Seeing his own faithful dog so loyal, Luo En felt somewhat moved.

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    "Don''t run, let me hug you!"


    However, before Luo En''s touched feelings could last for a few seconds, the door was pushed open by small hands, and in rushed the Goddess of Victory, Nike, with her arms spread wide, intercepting the darting Gold dog from all directions.


    Looking at the few strands of dog hair remaining in Nike''s hands and the Gold dog circling around him, Luo En''s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    After all this time, have you come to use me as a shield?


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    Has even the loyal dog become unreliable these days?


    While muttering under his breath, Luo En unceremoniously scooped up the Gold dog that was floundering on the bed and tossed it to Nike standing in front of the bed.


    The Goddess of Victory, having gotten her wish, immediately beamed, holding the whimpering dog snugly in her arms, happily stroking its head, and looked at Luo En with eyes full of goodwill and affection.


    This is the Goddess of Victory, after all, the most important authority in the sphere of war gods. It''s important to establish a good relationship early.


    Doggy, you''ll have to sacrifice yourself this time.


    Luo En ignored his pet dog''s pleading eyes, muttered to himself, and managed to squeeze out a friendly smile towards Nike.


    "You''re awake? What would you like to eat? I''ll cook a big feast to celebrate your recovery!"


    The familiar question and the Goddess of the Hearth peering out from in front of the door caused Luo En on the bed to stiffen reflexively and shake his head in panic.


    "Hes... Hestia, I''m not hungry."


    "Ah? Oh..."


    Hearing Luo En''s clear rejection, Hestia holding the ladle seemed a bit disappointed.


    Perhaps due to some aftereffects of the nightmare, Luo En looked around cautiously and then asked carefully.


    "What about Athena?"


    "She''s at Olympus confronting Poseidon. Although the beast tide has ended, there are still troubles on Crete Island and in Atlantis..."


    Come on, let''s go to the kitchen and put it to the test. I guarantee everything will be to your taste!"


    Hestia seemed unimpressed, her face showing skepticism.


    "Really? You can study recipes in your dreams? Don''t lie to me..."


    Despite her words, the Goddess of the Hearth''s body involuntarily turned around, quickly following Luo En.


    Her previously gloomy face was now filled with eager anticipation.


    As expected, easy to read as always.


    Luo En glanced back at Hestia, who had willingly followed, and, not at all surprised, looked away with a pleasurable curve to his lips.


    Clearly, the Goddess of the Hearth, whose personality he had figured out, was nearly hooked.


    Soon, the stove was lit, a wisp of cooking smoke rose.


    The sounds of pots and pans, along with the aroma of food being boiled, fried, saute?ed, and deep-fried filled the kitchen. One by one, dishes that were either exquisitely shaped, innovatively prepared, or creatively crafted were completed and served on the dining table, becoming the stars of today''s meal.


    The naturally forthright Nike was quickly lured by the fragrance and became a captive to the culinary delights, taking her seat at the table with the wriggling dog and feasting with gusto.


    "Get down, no eating without washing your hands!"


    But even the Goddess of Victory, in the realms of the kitchen and dining table, was driven away by a fierce Hestia wielding a ladle and obediently put down the dog to head to the sink.


    Seeing Nike scampering away, Luo En, who had been demoted from head chef to sous chef, reflected on the domestic authority of the Goddess of the Hearth and served up the last dish, announcing that the meal was ready.


    In a warm and joyful atmosphere, two gods, one person, and one dog finished their meal, faces content.


    Just as this family banquet was ending and Luo En was preparing to get up and clean up the messy table, Hestia stood up from the bench and spoke up to stop him, a change from her usual demeanor.


    "Let''s clean up later; you, come with me first!"


    As she spoke, Hestia didn''t wait for a response, grabbed Luo En''s arm, and, leaving Nike to watch the house, headed straight to the top floor of the home.


    The third floor was a balcony with plants and flowers and a few tables and chairs.

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    The night, like water, cascaded from the vault of heaven, bringing with it a sense of depth and tranquillity.


    Unknowingly, the family banquet had lasted from day into night.


    Upon arriving at the destination, Hestia busied herself knocking around until she finally unearthed a jar of fruit wine, two cups, some jerky and dried fruit from beneath a stone slab. Cradling these items, that were obviously from a personal stash, she approached the small table to entertain the guest she had brought along.


    "Take a seat, I seldom bring anyone here," she said.


    Hearing her meaningful hum, Luo En couldn''t help feeling a bit nervous, muttering to himself.


    Could she still be sour about that one thing?


    "So, you want to ascend from demigod to deity?"


    However, as soon as Hestia spoke, Luo En looked at the Goddess of the Hearth who had leisurely seated herself beside him with a bit of surprise.


    "Hey, what''s with that look? I am the protector of the home''s peace, not just someone who cooks!"


    Feeling belittled, Hestia ground her teeth in annoyance, proclaiming her distinguished identity.


    "After all, I am one of the Twelve Olympians, a true and rightful member of Olympus. If Athena can teach you something, why can''t I?"


    "How could I ever think otherwise? Not to mention Athena, even offending her Divine King father would leave you starved for three days and nine meals!"


    Seeing Hestia about to lose her temper, Luo En hurriedly piled on the flattery with a smile plastered across his face.


    That''s more like it!


    Hestia, having heard this, felt the sullenness in her heart dissipate considerably, and her expression slowly brightened as she took the initiative to speak.


    "If there''s anything you don''t understand about the ascension from demigod to deity, feel free to ask me," she offered.


    For example, the reason why the Twelve Olympians were able to defeat the twelve Titans, who represented the divine nature of nature, was that they seized these newly formed divine authorities associated with society and civilization.


    In the end, just as with history, the civilization deities representing progress overpowered the nature deities representing the wild, leading to the glory of Olympus.


    At this point, Hestia paused, her gaze becoming somewhat reflective.


    "As far as I know, the majority of deities are born as gods, with vastly varied strengths and a huge disparity between their upper and lower limits.


    For instance, the pure-blooded descendants of the Titans such as the Sun God, Goddess of Dawn, Muse Goddesses, Occhanos and Thetis'' progeny��the three thousand river gods, and countless nymphs of the forests and waters are all deities. Yet, there is a vast difference between each stratum''s level.


    The strong make even the Chief Gods wary, while the weak ones, apart from being bullied by powerful demigods, can even become fodder for Magic Beasts...


    Even when the weaker ones wish to grow stronger, they often find it difficult to break through the boundaries of lineage.


    So, being born a god is a stroke of luck but frequently also restricts their potential for self-development."


    Luo En rolled his eyes and hummed, interrupting the complacency of this beneficiary.


    "Oh, please, the same issue exists for species with mortal origins, and it''s probably even more severe."


    Upon hearing that, the Goddess of the Hearth thought it over, recalling the sprawling offspring with divine blood in the Mortal World and the many more trapped in the misery of birth, aging, sickness, and death. With resignation, she nodded in agreement.


    "That''s true. For mortals to break through the limitations of lineage and ignite the divine fire to step into demigodhood, it''s already an incredible hurdle. Compared to us beings born as gods, we are indeed luckier."


    "So it''s quite a difficult road for a mortal to become a god?" Luo En frowned slightly.


    "Difficult? It''s almost an impasse that very few can overcome! Such entities are extremely rare; I estimate that there can''t be more than a double-digit number."


    Hestia said, taking the matter seriously as she counted on her fingers to emphasize her point.


    Immediately, to avoid having Luo En lose heart, she softened her tone and offered comfort once more.

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    "However, once a mortal transcends numerous obstacles and successfully takes that step, their achievement often surpasses most of the naturally born deities."


    This is indeed...


    Luo En nodded, recalling the cases of ascension to godhood that he knew.


    Hercules the Great, with his unparalleled strength; Asclepius, who could revive the dead; and Dionysus, who had historically squeezed into the ranks of the Twelve Olympians...


    Those who ascended from mortal status to divinity, once they stepped across that threshold, generally became top-tier deities, if not Chief Gods.


    And the more he yearned for the future, the more curious Luo En became.


    "What exactly is the difference between demigods and deities?"


    "Immortal!"


    Hestia replied solemnly and then thoughtfully added.


    "To be precise, it''s the immortality of the body; the soul remains vulnerable. As long as divinity does not fade, this vessel that carries one''s divinity can continuously self-repair in certain environments. To thoroughly kill a deity becomes quite complex and difficult, and often requires a weapon with the property of Deicide or a special technique to accomplish."


    "And the Chief Gods?"


    "Immortality!"


    Hestia answered instinctively, and considerately elaborated.


    "At that point, both their bodies and souls are connected to the world''s origin, unlikely to age or die easily, nearly invulnerable."


    But immediately afterwards, the Goddess of the Hearth waved her hand, steering the conversation back on track.


    "These are matters for you to consider in the future; right now, you should focus on how to accomplish the ascension from demigod to deity."


    "Then what should I do?"


    "Use the divine flame to temper your divinity, refine your godhood, and engrave it with the laws that belong to you."


    After stating the method, Hestia looked seriously at Luo En and earnestly spoke.


    "However, before that, I suggest that you first clearly understand the path you wish to take."


    Following a brief silence, the Goddess of the Hearth pursed her lips, and earnestly cautioned.


    "To be honest, I think that the authority of the God of War is potent, but Athena and Ares have mostly claimed it for themselves. Even if you successfully ascend, you may only end up as a Lesser Deity under them, which may not be your first choice."


    Luo En, sensing the concern and sincerity in Hestia''s words, furrowed his brows in deep thought.


    Wisps of smoke rose from the houses, the air filled with the scent of food and the clamor of children;


    Street vendors set up their stalls, laid out their wares, shouting loudly, hopeful for today''s profit;


    Farmers weeding outside the city, vines of grapes sprouting buds, wiping sweat from their brows, dreaming of the next year''s harvest;


    Long sails at the harbor caught the breeze, fishermen going out to sea, casting their nets with vigor in the calming fishing grounds, yearning for the sea''s gifts...


    The once dull and silent world, now filled with noise and clamor.


    "Compared to cold Olympus, I truly prefer the life here..."


    Hestia leaned on the balcony edge, propping up her smooth chin, looking down at the passersby and neighbors on the street, her face overflowing with a pure smile.


    "Perhaps, that''s also why I chose to protect the home, to become the Goddess of the Hearth."


    As she spoke, a baby''s loud cry, fresh from birth, echoed from a birthing room within the city.


    "It''s born! Constantine''s next-door little one is born! Hurry, come with me, we might snag a few sweets!"


    Hestia''s spirits lifted, she immediately called Luo En, running downstairs, eager to share the joy of a new life''s birth.


    Along the way, looking at the familiar faces and the cheerful crowd gathering toward the birthing room, Luo En seemed to be infected, gradually curving his lips into a smile.


    The universe''s laws are magnificent, the gods'' splendor dazzlingly bright, but these are ultimately but cold, dead things, dry and useless.


    And human life, fragile as reeds, still able to stand against the world''s injustices and ruthlessness with passion for life, seeking laughter''s spark in the night of suffering.


    The gods, no matter how powerful, are but slaves to fate; but true respect-worthy lives should not be so!


    Even without the immortality of the gods, without the unwavering certainty in seeking truth, without the power to grasp the origin, life should be unique, without any constants, warranting the capricious dictate of life''s direction, erasing all possibilities.


    So it is with him, with others, with the whole world.


    Whether it is the unblessed anomalies or the lowly ants that are mortals!


    If the gods cannot grant this possibility, then let me offer it myself!


    To bestow dignity upon life with the enjoyment of living, to show life''s equality with indiscriminate jest!


    Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, humanity, so brief, so fragile, such inconvenient creatures, yet never branded with the tale of death and cessation, instead bearing love and hope the gods yearn for but cannot obtain...


    An outsider, always separated by a layer from this world, laughing heartily, with a smile that comes from deep within, uttering heartfelt exclamations.


    "It''s delightful indeed, praise be, this joyful life��!"


    As Luo En walked, he took the initiative to grab the hand in front of him, laughing aloud on the wide path, running towards novelty with Hestia amidst her joy and surprise,

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    Several days later, a new type of drink called "wine," fermented and brewed from grapes, began to spread throughout Knossos City.


    In just a few days, it became wildly popular among the people with its soft, sweet taste and rich berry aroma, quickly becoming the favorite beverage among the Minosians in the streets and alleys before meals and in the afternoons.


    "Fancy a drink together?" soon replaced "Have you eaten?" as the most common greeting among the residents of Knossos City.


    Of course, not everyone could afford the high costs at the emerging taverns, but this didn''t stop them from declaring their love for "wine" in their words and deeds.


    Because the joy and intoxication that wine brought, along with the pleasure of forgetting all pain, could not be provided by anything else.


    Those who loved wine didn''t need to mythologize it, deliberately get drunk to the point of unconsciousness to be satisfied. They were simply using it as a medium to temporarily tear off their masks and pretenses, discard the roles and responsibilities they had to bear, release pressure, and let their souls rest for a while.


    There was too little equality among humans, too little joy. Every child is born with a cry, not one emerges laughing...


    ����Everyone has to be born, whether you like it or not; everyone has to die, whether you like it or not.


    And wine provided happiness equally, inexpensive and readily available.


    No matter rich or poor, it gave everyone an intoxicating, soothing pleasure.


    So, no matter if tomorrow brings a collapsing sky or sunken earth, a volcano or a flood.


    ����First, have a drink, console your weary self, please your body and mind, let your soul take a brief respite.


    During the event, there wouldn''t be just free and unlimited wine to drink, but many new products would also be introduced for people to try.


    If the effect was good, it would become an annual celebration regularly held in Knossos City in the future.


    Of course, those who had desecrated the aesthetics of wine with drunken misconduct during the year would still be deprived of participating in the celebration.


    ����In short, if you can''t discipline yourself, you''re not allowed to join the party!


    Under the governance of the actual ruler of Crete Island, who was also revered as the supreme sage by patrons, the atmosphere around alcohol abuse in Knossos City was rectified almost instantly.


    For a while, not only were there no drunken debauchees in the streets and alleys, but ordinary people who found a balance between relieving stress and striving to live life were actually inspired to pursue their lives with even greater passion.


    Gradually, the whole Crete Island was enveloped in a cheerful and joyful atmosphere, and the blessing known as "wine" was transported with the comings and goings of traders and fleets to the city-states of Greece, in exchange for a large amount of scarce resources such as food and minerals for the Minosians, making their lives richer and better.


    ~~


    "The old Taylors, right? What''s wrong? Your husband still has palpitations and insomnia? Tell him to drink less wine, it won''t help with sleep. Better to drink milk or honey water."


    "Pythacus family? Want to know how to make delicious bread? Why not try this fermentation method?"


    "Cleobula''s daughter? Fallen out with your father and looking for a job to support yourself? I remember you learned weaving, why not go to the temple and ask around? They seem to be in need of a lot of fabrics recently, desperately short on female workers..."


    As the young girl with fluttering eyes and a slightly flushed face left with gratitude and satisfaction, Luo En watched his front door finally clearing up and couldn''t help but sigh with a sense of relief.


    "You really are popular in Knossos City, Mr. Scribe..."

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    Hestia, with a basket on her arm, looked at the sun nearly at its zenith and rolled her eyes, complaining feebly.


    Originally, she had planned to go out to buy some vegetables in the morning and try out a new recipe she had come up with.


    For this, the somewhat lazy Goddess of the Hearth had even managed to get up nice and early.


    However, to her surprise, even in the dim light of dawn, there was a crowd of women from Knossos City squeezed in front of her house, waiting to greet a certain secretary and casually seek advice and strategies.


    Thinking about the situation over the past few days, Hestia, somewhat harassed by it, felt a headache coming on, and her gaze toward Luo En became increasingly filled with silent reproach.


    It was probably because after complaining and consulting with the secretary about alcohol-related family troubles, his unparalleled wisdom and approachable attitude spread among the women.


    Thus, more and more women gathered at Hestia''s doorstep, venting to the enlightened and wise secretary.


    The secretary, just as approachable as the rumors stated, patiently provided them with satisfactory responses and, he claimed, perfect solutions.


    Gradually, the issues ventured beyond alcohol, encompassing life, work, and even emotional troubles, all raised by these bold women.


    The secretary''s reputation soared, turning him into a veritable friend of women.


    Even Hestia''s doorstep was crowded every morning with a throng of women drawn by his fame.


    Some sought genuine advice, others were there out of curiosity, and some were simply of an age when the springtime of life beckoned...


    At that moment, a certain "treasure of women" hearing Hestia''s complaints, also couldn''t help but roll its eyes.


    "Isn''t this mess all your doing?"


    "I didn''t know the matters were all resolved, and these women just don''t stop..."


    "You know, I really can''t understand why so many people like this [wine] you created. This thing that numbs the self only helps one to escape reality; it doesn''t solve any problems!"


    "On the contrary, though shameful, escaping can be useful."


    Luo En shook his head in disagreement, his deep gaze looking out to the bustling streets and at those faces brimming with contentment, speaking with profound meaning.


    "Not everyone has to face the harsh reality or become a hero who overcomes all hardships. Taking detours and escaping can also be a choice."


    Not everyone has to or wants to become a hero?


    Hestia murmured to herself, thinking of her own situation.


    Compared to those in Mount Olympus who were eager to chase after power and divine authority, she felt so different.


    Perhaps, to them, she, the unambitious eldest sister, was also in her own kind of escape?


    Luo En looked at Hestia, lost in thought, and spoke again reflectively.


    "Moreover, how people choose has nothing to do with [wine].


    The lone brave soul won''t become immersed in illusions and weakened because of one extra drink of wine, forever lost.


    The coward won''t suddenly find the courage to face the dismal reality less one drink of wine, moving forward valiantly.


    They are just searching for a temporary haven for their souls, a place where they can rest and then gather more courage to step forward.


    Therefore, the appearance of wine didn''t collapse the order of Knossos but helped more people walk out of pain and shadows, loving life even more."


    With that, Luo En gestured towards the passersby and vendors outside, using reality to illustrate his point.


    "If you don''t believe me, look, isn''t the city of Knossos filled with more smiles than before?"

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    "Is it really as magical as you say?"


    Despite the evidence before her eyes, Hestia was still somewhat skeptical.


    "I''ve drunk [wine] before, why don''t I feel the way you describe?"


    "Nonsense! That''s because you are one of the Twelve Olympians. How could mere mortal concoctions affect you? If it were a fine brew crafted by my hands..."


    The words stopped abruptly at that point.


    Luo En glanced at Hestia beside him, shaking his head and waving his hands, a gesture that seemed considerate of her.


    "Forget it, forget it, that batch is too strong. I''m afraid you can''t handle it, and you might lose your composure in front of others..."


    "I am a respected Chief God. What haven''t I seen! Could I possibly be scared of a jug of your wine?"


    The Goddess of the Hearth, feeling slighted, suddenly bristled.


    Seemingly daunted by Hestia''s boldness, Luo En couldn''t help respecting her.


    "Lady Goddess is quite brave..."


    "Kidding me, I''m super brave, okay!"


    Hestia, with her brows raised and chest puffed out in pride, reached impatiently towards Luo En.


    "Give it here! Two jars!"


    "How about we just forget about it..."


    "Less nonsense, four jars!"


    "I have some low-alcohol fruit wines here..."


    "Shut it, watch as I finish all of your brew in one go today!"


    Her normally pale face was now a blazing red,


    "Luo En... hehe... little Anna... mine, all mine...!"


    With a muffled giggle, the dreaming Hestia rubbed her burning cheeks against a cool turnip, her drool hanging at the corners of her mouth, dripping steadily to the floor.


    She was this drunk after just five jars; this Stove God really was a lightweight.


    As Luo En admired Hestia''s drunken foolishness, he took out a Magic Power crystal to take a screenshot for future enjoyment.


    Once he had taken 360-degree no-blind-spot pictures, Luo En happily pocketed this piece of ''black history'', his lips curling into a wicked smile of successful mischief. He then raised his arm high and brought it down with force.


    "Snap!"


    The twin cheeks of her rear trembled violently, offering Luo En an excellent tactile sensation.


    ��"Ding, Trial Number Two, Commit an act of sacrilege against the Virgin Goddess Hestia, completed!"


    Accompanied by an invisible tone, a silver oracle that had appeared at the altar in Luo En''s mind melted away, reforging into a brand-new Silver Badge.


    At the same time, the dimming light on the Twelve-Sided Die twinkled once again as a complex and invisible [Chance] divine will spread out, shielding against destiny''s perception and stirring ripples in the deterministic world.


    Very good, mission accomplished, renewal of the fog of war was successful.


    So...


    "Snap snap snap!"


    A series of even more vigorous spanking sounds echoed through the narrow cellar, with Luo En unabashedly smacking the raised buttocks of the Goddess of the Hearth, his lips fashioned into a gratified and joyous smile.


    Lady Goddess, let me teach you a lesson, so you''ll understand what it means to be wary of the wickedness in people''s hearts.


    "Snap snap snap snap!"


    The swinging arm almost formed afterimages, creating louder sounds.

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    Half an hour later, Luo En walked out of the cellar feeling refreshed and invigorated, stretching lazily with pleasure filling his heart.


    Frankly, he had wanted to do this for a long time.


    Previously, there was no opportunity, but today Hestia had come to him of her own accord, and he certainly couldn''t let this entertaining opportunity pass by without taking advantage.


    And it had to be said, the Titans'' physical condition really was excellent; despite being beaten for so long, only a few red marks remained.


    Later, even if Hestia woke up and sensed something amiss, he could simply blame it on the aftereffects of a hangover.


    Perfect!


    As Luo En thought of a good excuse, he closed the cellar door contentedly, carved a protective spell, and left the Goddess of the Hearth, who had no idea how many days she''d sleep, right where she was, while he strode out the door towards the outside of the city.


    ~~


    In a secluded valley of the Cretan mountains.


    Luo En looked around at the chaotic past battlefield, with the two recent skirmishes still seemingly vivid as though they occurred just yesterday.


    Of course, the first round with the demigod huntress Orion was just a warm-up, it was Poseidon, the God of the Sea, who personally took to the field in the second round that truly made him experience the terror of a Chief God''s authority.


    That incomparable sense of oppression almost made one lose the will to fight back.


    Moreover, this was just a glimpse of a Chief God''s authority; how much more powerful would Zeus, whom even Poseidon admitted inferiority, be?


    Luo En thought about it and shook his head somewhat helplessly.


    Forget it, it''s too far off. You have to eat meals one bite at a time, take the journey one step at a time; if you stretch too far, snap, it''s easy to pull something.


    Now was not the time to think about this.


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    After calming his complex thoughts, Luo En lightly stretched his body, stepped off the riverbank, and entered the lake before him.


    Surprisingly, the moment his falling body touched the water''s surface, it, contrary to all reason, stabilized as if standing on firm ground.


    And it was not just limited to standing.


    Luo En opened his eyes on the water''s surface and began to move his limbs, trying to jump and run. Not only did he move as if on land, but he could also distinctly perceive movements from all directions with each ripple spreading under his feet.


    At the same time, the fatigue accumulated in his body disappeared, and his magic power was rapidly replenished.


    Luo En clenched his fist and swung it forward, unleashing a tidal wave of ether that roared forward like an angry sea, instantly grinding a few waist-high bluestones on the shore to dust.


    Sure enough, things exploded by Poseidon were effective!


    After completing his experiment, Luo En couldn''t praise Poseidon enough for traveling thousands of miles from the Sea of Okeanos to Crete Island to explode gold coins for him.


    ����The Blessing of the Sea, that was the reward he had won from the grand bet he''d recently taken.


    That is, a blessing born of Poseidon''s golden blood, encompassing healing, recovery, perception, and ability to walk on water among other benefits.


    Overall, a very practical thing.


    Especially near water, his combat abilities and survival skills would both markedly rise a notch.


    Indeed, high risk comes with high reward.


    To catch up with the gods as soon as possible, he had to rely on exploding those old beings for more gold coins.


    While Luo En expressed a full dose of malice towards those relatives, he continued to become familiar with the latest, amazingly acquired ocean blessing.


    Although he aimed to become a God of Wine who brought joy and delight to life and broke through the bounds of fate and order, this did not prevent him from absorbing other divine powers as auxiliary.


    A series of swallowing movements later, Luo En drained the jar of Hygieian Porridge and let out a satisfied belch.


    Indeed, it was the familiar formula, the familiar taste!


    Now, it was time to digest.


    Following his dopey teacher''s past instructions, Luo En closed his eyes, letting his thoughts disperse, gradually emptying his mind and spirit, trying to absorb the divinity contained within the god-given food inside him.


    However, after a full two hours, he opened his eyes in frustration.


    The method didn''t seem quite right.


    After all this effort, he had digested and absorbed less than one percent.


    That shouldn''t be - where had he gone wrong?


    As doubt surged in his heart, Luo En furrowed his brow in thought for a moment, then a bold guess sprouted in his mind.


    Could it be that he hadn''t released himself fully enough?


    ��I never turned anyone into a beast, they were beasts to begin with.


    Remembering Circe''s chant, which seemed like a jest yet profound, Luo En finally made up his mind to fully let go of his spirit, and while continuously chanting in his mind, he deliberately underwent self-hypnosis,


    ��I am a leopard, a ferocious beast racing through the forest, with strong limbs and sharp claws...


    Gradually, a mist arose from within Luo En''s body, enveloping his figure.


    Then, amidst the sounds of bones stretching and soft rustling, a beast''s paw covered with black fur reached out from the mist, with remnants of torn cloth seeming to hang between the claws.


    "Roar!"


    With a low growl, a sleek black panther burst out of the surging mist, jumped to the lakeshore, and looked at its reflection in the water while sensing its rapidly digested Hygieian Porridge, a human-like expression of satisfaction on its face.


    That was the sensation!


    Demeter was an Agriculture Goddess who controlled the growth of all things and revered raw, primal wildness and nature.


    Therefore, reconciling one''s human side with their inherent animal nature and aligning with it was the key to fully absorbing the divinity of this divine nourishment.


    At that moment, with his hunch confirmed, Luo En put aside human vanity and completely immersed himself in the role, setting off on all fours like a true panther, running and hunting through the forest;


    Soon, he was no longer satisfied with his current form and transformed into a golden stag, leaping through the valley;


    Afterward, the evermore proficient Luo En successively turned into common animals such as a grey wolf, a yellow marten, and a fox, fully expressing his wildness, all to thoroughly absorb the inherent natural divinity of the Hygieian Porridge.


    Complete!


    At last, when the digestion was announced complete, Luo En''s body transformed into a snow-white rabbit, hopping towards the pond in front to wash off the dirt and defilement accumulated from running.


    "Splash~"


    "Smack~"


    However, the rabbit that was aiming for the pond hit against a soft yet resilient wall with a clear splashing sound.


    Meanwhile, before the little rabbit that almost got knocked out could regain its senses, a fair and slender hand with an irresistible force picked it up by its long ears and brought it in front of a moon-like elegant face with a wild beauty of the forest.


    "Hmm? Little fellow, did you want to bathe with me?"


    The crisp and melodious voice had curious eyes blinking, followed by a slight smile.


    "Alright, you have my permission!"


    Saying this, the mysterious girl with golden hair and silver eyes gently hugged the little rabbit that had accidentally entered her pond, then, like a mermaid, arched back into the water, creating a breathtaking scene under the sunset.


    At this moment, the little rabbit, nestled between two majestic mountains, curled up on the soft "land," kept its pose rigid and unmoving.

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    It''s over...


    The little rabbit squatting on the snowy [ground], or rather Luo En in his beastly form, felt immense regret as he sensed the overwhelming divine power imbued within the body beneath his feet.


    He knew that there was a goddess bathing beneath the surface of the lake, and he would never jump in no matter what.


    Although he was now a harmless little rabbit, once he digested the divinity of the Agriculture God from the Hygieian Porridge, and returned to his human form, the real trouble would begin.


    After all, aside from a few exceptions, the goddesses of Greece were synonymous with problems and danger.


    If his cover were blown, he might very well end up as dishes like spicy rabbit dices, shredded rabbit, spicy rabbit''s head, dry pot rabbit... and so on.


    "Why does it feel so dumb..."


    As the curious mutterings of the goddess reached his ears, Luo En, who was catastrophizing his dire future, hastily raised his rabbit head and blinked his red eyes innocently and bewilderedly up at the golden-haired, silver-eyed goddess.


    The goddess burst into giggles at the sight of the cute creature, cheerfully hugging the little rabbit to her chest.


    "Right, if you weren''t dumb, why would you jump into the water? Lucky for you, you''ve met me."


    At this moment, with the movement of limbs, two majestic peaks kept squeezing inwards.


    Caught in the middle, Luo En was far from experiencing any extreme pleasure, instead, he was enduring torment as alarm bells rang in his head, almost sounding like buzzers, and the twelve-sided die on the altar trembled with joy.


    Clearly, this goddess was a dangerous character.


    Both the instincts of his body and that twelve-sided die clearly told him that he was flirting with disaster on the edge of danger.


    "Woof, woof, woof!"


    The next moment, three droopy-eared dogs, two spotted dogs, one speckled dog, and seven incredibly fast Sparta dogs burst out of the bushes, racing straight for the snow-white rabbit on the leaves.


    Run!


    Almost instantaneously, Luo En cursed inwardly while frantically moving his short legs, dodging the pounces of the thirteen hunting dogs, trying to break out of their encirclement.


    Because the Nameless Goddess was behind him, Luo En, in his rabbit guise, didn''t dare to show too much prowess and had to use all of a common rabbit''s skills to escape danger.


    But the thirteen well-trained hounds before him were not only faster than ordinary livestock, but they also knew to work together, mounting a coordinated chase and cut-off against the scurrying little rabbit.


    Luo En''s several feints were continuously thwarted by the pack of hounds, and the space he had to manoeuvre was gradually compressed to an exposed clearing.


    "Woof, woof!"


    In the end, two eager mixed-breed dogs barked joyfully, lunging from left and right, trying to catch their prey first.


    Just then, a crisp whistle sounded, and the thirteen hounds, heeding the call, retreated like a tide, gathering around the imposing, huntress goddess in front of them, excitedly whimpering and wagging their tails.


    "You think you can escape from my hands that easily."


    With a teasing, melodious tone, a hanging slender hand picked up the rabbit by its long ears, recapturing it and cradling it in one arm.


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    Then, she leapt onto the chariot pulled by the two golden-horned does, grabbed the golden reins in her other hand, and gave them a light flick.


    Instantly, the commanded golden-horned does snorted, stretched their legs, gathering wind beneath their hooves, and pulling the lavish chariot, they dashed towards Knossos City like a whirlwind.

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    Along the way, the cold wind howled, and Luo En, who was tucked into the arms of the goddess in hunting garb, huddled without daring to move, fearing he might be discovered by the last of the three great virgin goddesses.


    That''s right...


    Through clear or implied clues, the identity of the goddess in hunting attire was actually about to be revealed.


    �� One of the Twelve Olympians of Olympus, Artemis.


    That is, the Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt in Ancient Greek mythology, known as the "Mistress of Animals and the Sovereign of the Wilderness," she is also the daughter of Zeus, the Divine King, and Leto, the goddess of childcare, and the twin sister of Apollo, the god of light and prophecy.


    Thus, Luo En''s blood really boiled at just the wrong moment.


    And after learning the true identity of the goddess in hunting attire, Luo En, sandwiched between two great mountains of pressure, dared not move even more.


    Because, once his human identity was discovered by this virgin goddess who vowed to maintain her chastity, and he was proven to have committed the crimes of peeping and sacrilege, whether passive or active, he was sure to get no good out of it.


    If he remembered correctly, a certain future little cousin of his had already set off this trap for him.


    The legend speaks of Autonoe, another daughter of Cadmus, the princess of Thebes, and her demigod hero, Aristaeus, who had a son called "Actaeon."


    Because his father loved hunting, Actaeon was also fond of the sport from a young age and went on to learn hunting tricks from the wise centaur Chiron. Upon his return to his homeland, he became even more enthusiastic about it.


    One day, while hunting in the forests of Mount Cyllene, he accidentally wandered into the sacred land of Artemis in the Gargaphie Valley, coming across the Goddess of the Hunt bathing in a pool.


    Perhaps feeling bold, Actaeon did not immediately flee, but was captivated by Artemis''s beauty and figure, staring fixedly at the goddess, who had become exposed.


    Instantly, an annoyed Artemis, using a handful of lake water, cast a spell, turning Actaeon into a deer.


    Realizing that disaster loomed, the panicking young hunter tried to escape in confusion, only to be torn to pieces by his own hounds that he had brought into the mountains, who mistook him for prey. He met his doom.


    With such a classic example, Luo En would have to be out of his mind to take on human form in front of this Goddess of the Hunt.


    It was the first time prey had escaped from the palm of her hand.


    Especially in front of this woman...


    "It seems the Goddess of the Hunt can also have an off day..."


    Athena, standing near the door with her arms folded, suppressed a smile.


    Artemis glanced at the Goddess of Wisdom blocking the door and gave a light snort,


    "I think it''s clear that something dirty here frightened my little one, causing it to react so violently..."


    The two goddesses locked eyes, their deep gazes clashing silently in the air, almost sparking a fire.


    After a brief standoff, neither side victorious, both subtly conveyed their slight disdain for the other.


    "Tsk!"


    "Hmph!"


    The nearly synchronized reactions of the two virgin goddesses had an oddly harmonious rhythm amidst their subtle rivalry.


    In fact, although both were virgin goddesses, unlike the pacifistic Hestia,


    the other two goddesses, being of the same generation and of similar strengths, both favored by the Chief God Zeus, were inevitably compared to one another.


    Over time, the two competitive goddesses, while maintaining a close and cordial relationship in public, naturally harbored thoughts of outdoing each other in private.


    Athena, observing Artemis in her hunting attire, let her gaze sweep over the expanse of white skin and finally landed on the shamefully ample contours at her chest, inadvertently furrowing her brows.


    Sensing the other''s gaze, the Goddess of the Hunt stepped forward, standing nearly face to face with Athena, further highlighting the nutritional difference between them, and reminded her with a smile,

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    "I''m here to find Aunt Hestia, where is she?"


    "I don''t know, I''ve just arrived myself,"


    Athena glanced back and responded indifferently.


    Having just returned from Mount Olympus, she had hoped for a warm meal to reward herself, but upon entering the house, she found it empty, with no clue as to where everyone had gone.


    Yet before she could investigate further, an uninvited guest had arrived.


    Not here?


    The two goddesses frowned slightly and subconsciously prepared to close their eyes and spread their divine will.


    "Do we have a visitor?"


    At that moment, a surprised voice echoed into the front hall, as a handsome young man with a smile plastered on his face strode in from the backyard.


    He seemed to have just taken a bath, his wet, silver hair tied at the back of his head.


    Hearing that familiar voice, Athena turned first, her brows slightly furrowed.


    "Where have you been?"


    "Ahem, there was a little accident in the cellar in the backyard, I was cleaning up,"


    Luo En quickly explained with a smile plastered all over his face, then immediately changed the subject, looking surprised at the guest outside the door.


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    "You are..."


    "Don''t move!"


    However, before he could inquire about the identity of the newcomer, the huntress goddess at the door, her gaze sharp as an arrow, sternly commanded in a low tone, moved briskly inside the door, and headed straight for Luo En.


    In an instant, the friendly smile on Luo En''s face froze, and his heart pounded furiously.


    This is bad!


    Under the frantic warning of imminent danger, he reflexively twisted his waist.


    "Ahaha, what a cute dog, come here, let me hold you."


    In the nick of time, the Goddess of the Hunt bypassed Luo En, reached the staircase, and intercepted the Golden Hound as it dashed towards its original owner, cheerfully stroking its soft head.


    "Woof..."


    "Auntie? So you were here?"


    "Ah? Artemis? And Athena? What brings you here?"


    As Hestia looked up and saw the two grand-nieces gathered, she blurted out Artemis''s true name, true to her habit of blowing her own cover.


    Caught in the act, the Goddess of the Hunt couldn''t help feeling embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.


    "Auntie, what''s happened to you?"


    "Oh, don''t even mention it, I drank a bit too much by accident, ended up sleeping in the cellar for most of the day, and when I woke up, I was in pain all over, especially my backside."


    As Hestia muttered, she rubbed what seemed to be her slightly plumper buttocks, waving her hands listlessly, as if she were a severely ill patient.


    "I can''t, I can''t, my throat is burning up, let me drink some water and have a seat."


    "I''ve always told you to drink less, but you just wouldn''t listen..."


    With the sturdiest wind-break finally reaching the battlefield, Luo En took the opportunity to speak up, promptly helping Hestia to a chair and considerately pouring her some warm tea to sober up.


    "Wine? A new drink? The one that''s been really popular in Knossos City lately? Interesting..."


    "To think it''s something that can even get deities drunk, it looks like I must try it today."


    As that new term kept coming up, Athena and Artemis grew more interested.


    "It wasn''t me, it was Luo En who made it, you''ll have to ask him if you want to try it."


    Hestia did not take credit but pointed directly to the original inventor for her two nieces, smacking her lips, briefly savoring the aftertaste, and then commenting with apparent relish.


    "Although there are some aftereffects from drinking too much, the taste is indeed good, and the experience of being drunk is quite interesting."


    Hearing this direct endorsement from the Goddess of the Hearth, Athena and Artemis became even more eager to try it, their gazes coincidentally focusing on a certain spot.


    "Just in time, there are a few jars left in the cellar, please wait a moment, I''ll go get them, and prepare some snacks to go with the wine, to give you all a proper welcome."


    Luo En immediately nodded in understanding, adeptly exited the scene to prepare the drinks and dishes for his guests.


    As he left the front hall and re-entered the cellar, the smile that had been ever-present on his face finally contorted, bursting with relief at having dodged a bullet.


    Phew, that was close!


    He had finally dodged this lethal crisis.


    After calming down a bit, Luo En looked at the seven remaining jars of fruit wine in the cellar and thought of the three virgin goddesses in the front hall, his gaze flickering with intrigue.


    I mean, when the opportunity is so rare, should I get them all drunk?

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    Knossos City, the residence of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Three virgin goddesses were seated together in the living room, tasting fruit pastries before their meal while waiting for the sumptuous food to be served.


    And, to pass the time, they naturally started discussing several major events that had recently transpired on Mount Olympus.


    First, due to lax control, Sea Beasts from the Sea of Okeanos had proliferated and attacked the surrounding human cities. Poseidon, as the god of the ocean, was summoned by the Divine King Zeus to Olympus and severely reprimanded.


    To compensate for the losses of the human city-states and to showcase the deities'' benevolence, Zeus required Poseidon to grant the afflicted human cities three years of abundant fish and precious minerals and seafood from the Sea of Okeanos.


    Among them, the compensation awarded to Crete Island, which had suffered the most, was undoubtedly the most generous.


    However, Athena, as the guardian goddess of the Minosians, had a significant issue with this seemingly lenient punishment and proposed more substantive demands, such as demarcating safe zones and asking the Sea Beasts to retreat from the coast for a distance of thirty miles.


    Of course, Poseidon was also dissatisfied with the verdict proclaimed by Zeus and stubbornly demanded a thorough investigation to find the culprit behind the attacks on his Atlantean Guard and for the humans to account for the immense losses suffered by his divine-blooded kindred in recent years.


    Thus, both parties continued to argue ceaselessly over who was responsible and who had instigated the conflict first, repeatedly clashing for months.


    Hestia, who was listening attentively, couldn''t help but ask curiously.


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    "That''s it," Athena replied indifferently, calmly sipping her honey water.


    "That''s it?" Hestia, eagerly awaiting the rest of the story, raised her voice in surprise.


    Wasn''t it said that Zeus was going to uphold justice?


    Seeming to see the confusion of her aunt, Artemis spread her hands and spoke wearily.


    "Because the Father God recently descended to the mortal realm, an incident occurred, and he''s currently quarreling with the Queen of Heaven to no end."


    "..."


    Hearing such an unexpected but reasonable outcome, Hestia was speechless. She then couldn''t contain her curiosity about the whole business and covertly inquired about what had happened.


    It turned out not to be terribly complex.


    Not long ago, Zeus, who habitually descended to the mortal realm to seduce women, fancied a nymph named "Aegina" and, transforming into a mighty eagle, abducted her.


    But Aegina''s father, the river god Asopus, possessed a strong paternal love, rare in the Age of Greek Gods.


    Having fathered nine daughters and taking pride and joy in having so many innocent and adorable daughters, he was especially affectionate towards them.


    However, fate always seemed to torment this river god who didn''t quite fit in with the rest of the Greek divine age.


    One by one, his daughters mysteriously disappeared, which brought him great sorrow.


    For this reason, the old river god had searched many places, asking passersby and deities about their whereabouts, to no avail.


    After eight daughters had disappeared without a trace, leaving only his youngest daughter Aegina, the old river god, in extreme agony, took great care in guarding her, not wanting to lose his last beloved daughter as well.


    But no matter how watchful he was, he still didn''t stop the descending Divine King,


    When the river god was resting, Zeus transformed into a mighty eagle and swiftly stole the nymph Aegina.


    "Isn''t the annual festival of the gods coming up soon? Father God asked me to inquire whether you''d like to return to Olympus this time."


    "Not going!"


    Hestia chose to refuse without hesitation, vaguely guessing another reason why the Divine King brother had specially sent Artemis to invite her back.


    Besides the official festival of the gods, he probably also wanted her to help persuade Hera.


    After all, Zeus would undoubtedly be aware of her true attitude toward the superficially cordial gatherings of the Divine King''s family by now.


    And the invites in the past were never so formal.


    Unknowingly, the Goddess of the Hearth had guessed several of her Divine King brother''s thoughts quite accurately.


    Clearly, after repeated influences and constant indoctrination from a certain someone, Hestia developed a significant wariness and distance from her seemingly equitable Divine King brother, even if she was not one to think too deeply.


    Upon hearing Hestia''s usual response, Artemis wasn''t surprised, but rather chuckled and affectionately wrapped another of her aunt''s arms, showing a mix of fondness and hope.


    "Then how about spending this year with me in Arcadia? Staying in one place for too long will become tiresome."


    Ah, so she''s here to poach...


    Athena, who had put down her cup, scoffed silently, casting a faintly disapproving glance at the ulterior-motived Artemis, then offered Hestia a warm smile.


    "Aunt, it''s okay here, don''t worry, you can go wherever you like."


    However, faced with Athena''s generous persuasion, Hestia decisively shook her head, conveying an apologetic look towards Artemis.


    "No thanks, I''ve gotten used to it here and don''t feel like moving."


    Though both were her nieces and fellow virgin goddesses, their circumstances were starkly different.


    Artemis still had the protection of her mother Leto and the care of her brother Apollo.


    Athena? She had nothing.


    Even the favoritism from Zeus seemed to have an ulterior motive.


    Therefore, compared to Artemis, Hestia undeniably felt more sympathy for Athena.


    Seeing Hestia so resolute, Artemis couldn''t help but feel a tinge of disappointment.


    "Alright then, I''ll come to see you often."


    "Sure, you''re always welcome! I won''t lie to you, ever since that kid moved in, the quality of food at my place has gone up more than a notch!"


    Hestia was naturally overjoyed to agree to her niece''s gesture of closeness, taking the opportunity to brag about her personal chef.


    However, before the Goddess of the Hearth could praise further, a noisy commotion rose from the backyard, prompting Artemis to glance in that direction, her expression subtly changing as she swiftly stood up.


    "Stop! What are you doing?!"


    "Doing, cooking..."


    At that moment, Luo En, who was squatting in the backyard processing ingredients, pulled out two floundering rabbits from the vegetable garden, turned his head to look at the startled Goddess of the Hunt, and expressed his bewilderment and confusion.

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    Seeing something seemed amiss in the atmosphere, Hestia couldn''t help but stand up to ask what was going on.


    "What happened?"


    Realizing her reaction was a bit excessive, Artemis cleared her throat slightly and asked the two casually.


    "You, want to eat rabbit?"


    "Yes, rabbit meat is both nourishing and firm, and tastes quite good."


    Luo En, the chef, nodded subconsciously and began to explain.


    "I wasn''t sure what to make, but then I saw a rabbit had gotten into the vegetable garden and was nibbling on the sprouts, so I thought why not catch it and make some rabbit dishes for you all to try.


    But considering the number of people dining tonight, it seemed like there wouldn''t be enough, so I went to the market outside and bought a cage, ready to deal with it..."


    No sooner had he finished than Hestia, realizing what happened belatedly, threw herself at the chewed-up sprouts in the field, wailing in anguish.


    "Damn it, my vegetable garden, who? Who let the rabbit in?"


    Suddenly, the Goddess of the Hunt stood up somewhat awkwardly.


    "Cough, auntie, it was me. I caught one while hunting on the way, but accidentally let it escape when I entered. I was too caught up in chatting and forgot about it..."


    "Right, it must be the one that ran into the backyard."


    Athena chimed in from the side, seeming to clarify but also confirming Artemis''s blunder.


    The Goddess of the Hunt rolled her eyes at the Goddess of Wisdom, who was outwardly helping but secretly kicking her when down, and hesitantly spoke up.


    "Auntie, I really like that little guy, how about we let it go? I''ll compensate you for the loss."


    "So that''s how it is, never mind then..."


    Seeing her niece owning up to the mistake, Hestia couldn''t be bothered to pursue it further and waved at the royal chef, ready to take drastic measures in the backyard.


    "Luo En, where''s that little rascal? Give it back to her."


    "Uh, I forgot to close the door earlier, and when I opened the cage I wasn''t paying attention, so they all accidentally ran out. I can''t tell which one it was, maybe Goddess Artemis herself should come and see?"


    Luo En pointed to the half-open cage on the ground, and to the several snowy white culprits fleeing around, looking troubled.


    Artemis, realizing the gravity of the situation, now just wanted to end the farce as quickly as possible.


    However, looking around, she couldn''t help but shake her head in disappointment.


    "Strange, none of them seem to be the one..."


    "Maybe a few escaped in the confusion..."


    Luo En, rather helplessly, looked at the Goddess of the Hunt, biting back his words.


    Clearly, the recent capture attempt was interrupted by Artemis, who happened to hear the commotion, providing the perfect opportunity for these little creatures.


    Luckily, Artemis turned out to be reasonable, merely shaking her head in regret, not making it difficult for the innocent chef caught up in the matter.


    "That''s okay then, let''s forget it."


    Luo En, also sympathizing with the mood of the Goddess of the Hunt, took the initiative to speak, granting amnesty to all the fugitive culprits.


    "Rabbit takes a bit of time to cook, how about we switch to another dish?"


    "That would be good..."


    Hearing such considerate words from the chef, Artemis could not help but nod in agreement, and even the way she looked at him thereafter seemed to carry traces of good will.


    While Luo En was ruefully reflecting, Hestia, hearing her nieces'' refusal, her eyes lit up, and she couldn''t wait to bring the remaining four jugs of wine in front of her. Then she broke the seals and indulged in another intense round of drinking, thoroughly enjoying that fantastical, intoxicating feeling.


    "Bang!"


    A quarter of an hour later, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had proactively guzzled five jugs of grape wine, was sprawled on the table, fast asleep, her face bearing a sweet, intoxicated smile.


    At this moment, Luo En, who had been busy preparing and waiting to see the drunken behavior of the three goddesses, looked at the only one who had taken the bait and couldn''t help but darken his face.


    You again, for the second time!


    Not learned your lesson, have you? Seems I didn''t hit you hard enough last time!


    However, the itch in his hand ultimately didn''t fall upon Hestia''s bottom.


    Athena and Artemis, the two reliable nieces, one on each side, supported their aunt and helped her upstairs.


    Watching the three virgin goddesses walking side by side, Luo En could only honestly clean up the dishes and cutlery and set aside the thought of giving Hestia a "make-up lesson" for the time being.


    They slept undisturbed through the night, with nothing amiss.


    With the arrival of morning, Luo En also sat up from bed, ready to go downstairs and prepare breakfast.


    "Woof!"


    But before he could even open the door, the Golden Hound in the hallway bolted into his arms with a low whine, its dog face full of anthropomorphic terror, as if fleeing from some ferocious beast or flood.


    Outside the door, the Goddess of the Hunt with golden hair and silver eyes discreetly withdrew her hand, maintaining her composure with a smile, acting as if nothing had happened.


    "So early?"


    "Yes, I woke up just in time to make some breakfast to welcome our guests."


    Luo En, while stroking the trembling head of the Golden Hound, revealed a reserved smile.


    Artemis glanced at the door behind her and smilingly suggested,


    "Auntie might sleep until noon. Why don''t you come for a walk with me first?"


    Immediately after, the goddess''s gaze shifted downward to the Golden Hound in Luo En''s arms, her eyes sparking with fervor.


    "Since you have a good dog, why don''t we go to the nearby mountains and see who is better at hunting?"


    "What''s there to compare with him? Why don''t you try with me?"


    Before Luo En could speak, Athena walked out from another bedroom, casting a cold smile at the clearly ulterior-motivated Goddess of the Hunt.


    Seeing her well-planned activity being interrupted, Artemis frowned slightly in displeasure.


    But then, as if she had thought of something, a smile reappeared on her face.


    "Great, it''s rare to have a chance to hunt together. Let''s see who catches more prey today, and by the way, let''s have him be our referee and guide."


    "No problem!"


    Athena nodded in agreement and, following Artemis''s gaze, cast a meaningful glance at someone behind her.


    And the Goddess of the Hunt opposite her, also shared a warm look, not only showing full friendliness and admiration but even taking the initiative to grab the man''s arm, displaying her full enthusiasm.


    "Come ride with me in my chariot, it''s faster that way."


    Athena, a beat behind, narrowed her eyes slightly, her tightly closed lips letting out a faint grinding noise.


    And so, Luo En, who was put on the spot to become the goddesses'' arbiter, thought of a future colleague named "Paris" and an even more famous Golden Apple, and couldn''t help but feel his scalp go numb.


    This sort of thing, isn''t likely to be a good task, is it?

 Chapter 121: Chapter 95 This is a Deadly Question

    Crete mountain range.


    The reins tightened, and the two long-horned deer galloping beneath came to a halt.


    Feathers drifted down as a group of owls transformed into human form.


    "Speak����"


    "����how shall we compete?"


    Each Goddess holding a weapon, one a spear and the other a bow, they gazed at each other from a distance, taking turns to ask with a smile. Their eyes, almost striking lightning and sparks in the air, focused toward the center.


    And at this moment, the newly appointed judge caught between them couldn''t help but sweat profusely, feeling like a small boat swaying left and right between two giant waves.


    Seeing how they were experienced in this routine, he now understood that these two seemingly amiable maiden Goddesses probably accepted no superiority from the other, and had engaged in many a visible and invisible contest before.


    As the tension between the two Goddesses grew thicker, steadily approaching him.


    Fearing a fight might break out and he would become the unfortunate collateral damage, Luo En had no choice but to stiffen his neck, raise his right hand, and take on the reluctant role of the Judge, carefully beginning to inquire.


    "How about this, since it is a hunt, shall we see who captures the most prey?"


    "That''s acceptable," Athena nodded with calm acknowledgement.


    "No problem!" Artemis declared with confidence.


    Having obtained the Goddesses'' approval, Luo En gradually mustered more courage, cleared his throat with a light cough, and pondered solemnly.


    "However, due to the variations in the types and numbers of game during hunting, a precise comparison is difficult. Therefore, the final result will be based on the total weight of the prey captured. Whoever''s total haul is heaviest will be the victor!"


    The two Goddesses, who were "looking affectionately" at each other across the clearing, were slightly startled upon hearing the additional condition, and both turned their gazes toward the judge as he read further rules.


    Judging by weight?


    Interesting...


    Artemis raised her eyebrows in mildly unexpected interest.


    "None."


    "It''s fair."


    Artemis and Athena nodded consecutively, unanimously approving the procedure.


    However, seeing the cold gleam of tasselled war spears and golden bows and arrows in the hands of the Goddesses, Luo En still couldn''t help but twitch, cautiously suggesting.


    "I think, for fairness'' sake, the one who sets the rules and the one who judges should be separate. Therefore, I recommend King Minos, known for his reputation for impartiality and strict enforcement of the law..."


    Although pushing the old man to take the brunt and alleviate his own pressure was somewhat unkind,


    he had made merits for Crete, he had shed blood for the Minosians!


    Even as a reciprocal gesture, the elder should come forward to help.


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    But just as Luo En was internally justifying his dishonorable act of throwing his teammate under the bus, both Goddesses shook their heads in unison.


    "No need����"


    "����you''ll do just fine."


    Seeing that he couldn''t avoid the task at hand, Luo En grudgingly accepted his fate and pulled out two prepared wooden sticks for the Goddesses to draw at random.


    As a result, Athena headed south and Artemis north.


    Each Goddess, one with a spear and the other with a bow, stood at their respective starting points, poised to begin.


    Sensing the subtly escalating tension between the two, Luo En swallowed hard and reminded them in a low voice.


    "Ladies, remember, friendship first, competition second..."


    However, this advice was met with the Goddesses'' profound gazes.


    Knowing that the situation was no longer within his control, Luo En resigned himself to fulfilling the duties of a judge, tossing a piece of Zeus''s Gold gently into the air.

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    "Ding-dang~!"


    And with the crisp sound of gold coins falling to the ground, the two goddesses'' auras became stern, and like arrows released from their bows, they dashed toward their respective hunting grounds.


    Watching the two figures disappearing into the distance, galloping through the dense forest, streams, and valleys, and cleanly striking down prey, big and small, Luo En shook his head, sat at the starting point of Mount Crete, patted the head of the Golden Hound beside him, and murmured with a wealth of emotion,


    "Ah, women..."


    During the wait time for the judge, as seconds and minutes passed, the competition between the two goddesses grew increasingly fierce.


    One was a combat genius, the other the sovereign of the forests, even without using divine power, they could easily rampage through the entire Crete mountains with their formidable physical prowess.


    And with the arrival of these two fierce stars, the beasts and Magic Beasts of the Crete Mountains were utterly misfortunate, systematically getting cleaned out.


    The bigger the size, the more their focused care.


    After all, the result of the competition was measured not by quantity, but by weight.


    So, sister Athena, you must understand my earnest intentions...


    At this moment, Luo En, watching from afar atop a mountain, looked at Athena, who was on a killing spree, and silently thought to himself,


    Even though he needed to present an image of being a fair and impartial judge, he was clear about which sister he needed to cling to more closely for support.


    Therefore, even though he couldn''t openly take sides, in order to justify his actions in the future, he needed to show his stance a little.


    In fact, choosing a competition rule based on weight rather than quantity was the convenience he provided for Athena.


    If it were a contest of the number of prey, obviously, Artemis, adept at archery, would have the advantage.


    But if one had to suppress divine power and consider whose prey weighed more, the Spear, with more powerful lethality against larger prey, would clearly have the upper hand.


    The saying, "Three arrows are inferior to one blade, and three blades to one spear," was similar in principle.


    These advantageous conditions he had created were the greatest help Luo En could offer Athena under fair and reasonable circumstances.


    For the sake of continuing to receive offerings at the temple, he had indeed made a serious effort.


    Now, he just hoped that the Goddess of Wisdom could understand his painstaking effort and, whether she won or lost, not to place the blame on him in the end.


    Time flew by; the sun sloped westward.


    The competition was drawing to a close, and the battle between the two goddesses was entering an intense stage, to the point where they started using some tricks within the rules, in order to win.


    Should he take that risk?


    Just as Luo En wavered, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the way Athena''s hand loosely gripped the Spear of Victory, and with a flicker in his gaze, he solemnly announced,


    "This contest, Goddess Artemis wins!"


    With the competition''s results settled, Artemis''s face blossomed with a satisfied smile, her eyes turning to a certain "fair and impartial" judge, her gaze brimming with strands of approval and admiration.


    On the contrary, Athena''s complexion was not so pleasant.


    However, in full view of everyone, the Goddess of Wisdom still maintained her dignity and coldly conceded to the winner''s prize.


    "You''ve won, and may use any hunting ground on Crete Island as you wish for the next three months."


    Thereupon, Athena turned her head toward the side of the judge and let out a cold snort.


    "During this time, all her travels and hunting will be accompanied by you!"


    Having said that, the overzealous Goddess of Wisdom threw a cold glare at someone and walked away without looking back, heading toward the back of the valley, apparently ready to cease intervening in their affairs.


    "Could you gather the prey for me? I''ll go check on..."


    Seeing the situation turning sour, Luo En first offered Artemis an apologetic smile and then hurriedly chased after Athena.


    And as the victor, the Goddess of the Hunt graciously expressed understanding and contentedly stayed behind to clean up the aftermath of the hunt.


    A quarter of an hour later, Luo En, after both chasing and rushing, finally found the Goddess of Wisdom by the pool behind the valley, who seemed to be brooding.


    Hearing movement behind her, Athena, with a displeased expression, turned and snorted coldly.


    "Why did you follow? Shouldn''t you be at Artemis''s side?"


    "I am just fulfilling your orders to accompany her, not as if she owns me entirely."


    Luo En rolled his eyes, equally annoyed in his retort.


    "Of course, if you actually plan on doing that, I have nothing to say."


    "Despite being the one who determined the outcome, you still have the nerve to argue!"


    Hearing these words, Athena couldn''t help but laugh in irritation, her gaze growing colder.


    "That''s not quite right..." Luo En, however, spoke softly, a meaningful smile creeping across his face, "this is precisely the result you wanted."

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    As their eyes met, the Goddess of Wisdom''s angry expression faded, and her twinkling eyes playfully regarded the one across from her.


    "So, when did you realize it?"


    "Just now."


    Luo En hummed lightly, pointing indignantly at the hand Athena used to grip her gun.


    "If you truly cared about the outcome of this contest, that expression on your face wouldn''t be enough, right? You should at least grip the gun tightly..."


    "Observant, aren''t you?"


    Athena chuckled, with no hint of surprise on her face.


    Seeing this reaction, Luo En''s suspicions were thoroughly confirmed.


    "You did it on purpose!"


    "Reason."


    Athena stood with her arms behind her back, smiling smugly as she looked at the judge before her, as if sizing him up.


    By now, Luo En''s thoughts were becoming increasingly clear as he began to explain lightly.


    "You are the War God, not the Goddess of the Hunt, and overcoming Artemis in hunting would not be so easy.


    Even if I were to judge, it likely wouldn''t increase your odds of victory by much.


    A game you are likely to lose, yet you dive headfirst into it voluntarily��this doesn''t seem like your character..."


    At this point, Luo En paused, looking deeply at the Goddess of Wisdom before him.


    "...Unless, from the very start, you never intended to win!"


    "Clap clap clap clap!"


    With a burst of crisp applause, Athena across him revealed a satisfied smile.


    "Not bad at all, I really didn''t misjudge you."


    "So the flaw in your gun grip was also deliberately shown to me?"


    "What do you think?"


    "..."


    Luo En''s face darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily as he couldn''t help but complain.


    "If you had been clear from the start, would I have had to go out of my way to create conditions for your victory?"


    "If I hadn''t done so, how else would she believe that she was the true victor?"


    Athena smiled, her voice lacking any real consolation.


    "In any case, it''s not like your efforts were completely wasted."


    "So I should be thanking you?"


    "Of course!"


    The Goddess of Wisdom nodded unabashedly, her gaze profound.


    "If not for me, could you have made a Chief God stay on Crete Island and guard the door in peace, keeping you safe for three months in my absence?"


    "...!"


    Luo En, upon reflection, instantly grasped the possibility, his expression subtly changing.


    "Poseidon is still not giving up?"


    Athena first nodded, then shook her head.


    "I''m not sure, but from our last clash, I always felt he wouldn''t let go so easily."


    Luo En frowned, also offering no rebuttal.


    The reason was simple: Given the grudge-bearing nature of that character, anything was possible.


    Athena might be able to fend off frontal attacks by invoking Zeus''s name,


    While waiting, Athena did not forget to issue another reminder.


    "Although Artemis currently has a favorable impression of you, it''s best if you don''t get too close to her or become overly involved."


    "Understood, Crete Island is my home!"


    On the issue of allegiance, Luo En naturally made a clear pledge.


    "Not because of that..."


    Athena gave Luo En, who was displaying his loyalty, a sidelong glance, her eyes shimmering deeply.


    "Don''t be fooled by her normal appearance, but this woman is a bit crazy in her bones. If you get too close, be careful not to lose your grip..."


    Crazy?


    Luo En paused slightly, reflecting on the contradictory nature of Artemis in mythology��sometimes gentle, sometimes somber, sometimes generous, sometimes vengeful��and his eyes held a new measure of caution towards the Goddess of the Hunt.


    Seeing that Luo En took her advice to heart, Athena stretched lazily, satisfied, and then got up and called out.


    "Alright, it''s about time, we should head back as well."


    However, just as the two were about to set off to meet with Artemis, a thunderous boom resounded in the sky, and flames adorned with water-blue sea patterns and bird motifs blazed fiercely atop Mount Olympus.


    Suddenly, the ease and contentment on Athena''s face vanished, replaced by a gloomy expression.


    "Tsk, here it comes again! Looks like I have to make another trip to Olympus."


    Observing the anomaly in the sky, Luo En immediately understood that it was probably the unresolved aftermath between Crete Island and the Sea of Okeanos.


    Regarding the disputes among the Chief Gods, he was currently helpless and could only see Athena off as she began her journey.


    "By the way, this is what I promised you last time. Keep it safe; you might find use for it. If you have any questions, I''ll explain them to you when I get back."


    Before departing, Athena handed a golden belt to Luo En''s hands, leaving him a few reminders, then spread her golden wings and transformed into a massive owl, vanishing into the dim sky.


    Just as Luo En held the item in his hand, somewhat perplexed, a surprised whisper came from behind him.


    "The War God''s military belt?"


    Artemis, who had come at the sound, looked at her future guide with silvery eyes that twinkled with a hint of playfulness and curiosity.


    "To personally bestow something you won from Ares upon you, it seems she''s quite fond of you," she said.


    It wasn''t that she won it and then gave it to me; she won it for me...


    Luo En thought back to the promise made before the battle, feeling the pure authority of war contained within the belt, and silently corrected his thoughts with a complex gaze as he looked towards the direction where the golden figure had disappeared.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Atlantis, the Temple of the God of the Sea.


    A ghostly blue figure, formed from sea water, opened his eyes and looked down at the youth in hunting garb prostrated at his feet, his deep and solemn voice echoing through the hall.


    "I will hold that woman back in Olympus, you must accomplish that task before she returns!"


    "I understand, Father God..."


    Within the deep blue glow, a face that was nai?ve yet shadowed by gloom raised slightly, a hesitant look flashing with a trace of resentment.


    "But I''m worried that some people on the island may delay your great plan, so..."


    "Are you teaching me how to do things?!"


    In an instant, a chilling coldness accompanied by a derisive snort fell from above, those eyes from the abyss scrutinizing the shivering scion below.


    "Do you know how much effort I''ve spent to keep you alive? Keep your useless cunning to yourself! If you want to win, fight for it yourself! If you mess up the main task, or if your incompetence causes my plans to fail, you should know the consequences!"


    "As you command, Father God! I assure you, I will not fail your trust!"


    Seeing the impending wrath of thunderbolt ready to strike, the hunter with the nai?ve face dared not ponder longer, hastily swearing oaths.


    Finally, under the hunter''s solemn vow, the oppressive atmosphere in the great hall dissipated somewhat, replaced by a mournful reminder.


    "Remember, this is your last chance..."


    The hunter buried his head deeper, only daring to lift it slightly after the bundle of ghostly blue light in the hall had completely vanished.


    And at that moment, the nai?ve face was filled with darkness and venom.


    You bastards of Crete Island, just you wait, this isn''t over!

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    The next day, as the sky lightened but was not yet bright, the morning glow was faint.


    Dozens of chariots pulled by hounds and golden-horned deer drove majestically along the wide main road, approaching the gates of Knossos City. Loaded high with various game, they piled up like small hills when seen from a distance.


    "It''s the Chief Scribe! Quick, open the city gates!"


    The commanding officer of city defense, upon seeing that familiar figure on one of the chariots, immediately ordered soldiers to turn the winch and open the gateway into the city.


    Luo En looked up and couldn''t help noticing that today''s patrolling officer on the city wall was an acquaintance.


    ����When Poseidon''s waves swept over Crete Island, Knossos City was in chaos. It was this officer and the three priestesses from the temple who had recognized Anna''s status as the Divine Envoy in person and, afterwards, had been responsible for coordinating the defense along the coastline.


    Luo En waved to the figure on the city wall and smiled as he spoke, "Thank you."


    Instantly, the officer seemed flattered and quickly pounded his chest with his right fist, respectfully nodding in salute, "You''re too kind, Chief Scribe.


    After that, he, holding his bronze helmet in one hand, approached the city gate and looked towards the peculiar caravan, asking solicitously.


    "Chief Scribe, is there anything I can assist you with?"


    Luo En glanced at the upright figure and his gaze momentarily lingered on the Golden Double-Axed Badge on his chest.


    If he remembered correctly, the badge he had worn on his chest before was silver.


    Realizing from whence this enthusiasm came, Luo En smiled faintly and did not decline, gesturing toward the side.


    "Miss Cynthia went hunting in the mountains yesterday and got some game. She can''t finish it all by herself, so she wanted to distribute it to the residents of Knossos City at no cost."


    Hearing the guide''s introduction, Artemis, who drove the caravan, nodded with a smile, slightly pleased with the subtle satisfaction.


    Seeing this, Luo En knew all too well what the Goddess of the Hunt was thinking and immediately waved,


    "All right, let''s have a look."


    "Right away!"


    The officer promptly responded with a beaming smile and, after delegating the scene to his deputy officer, took the lead himself, unconcerned about his high-ranking status as a legion commander.


    Soon, under the guidance of this native Minosian, they entered the storage room of the sacrificial field through the main gate without obstruction.


    Incidentally, the gatekeeper was also an acquaintance�� one of the three priestesses who had verified Anna''s identity.


    And currently, they answered directly to the Priestess Chief, Ariadne.


    Watching as several white-robed priestesses set up new jars of grape wine on the table for him and Artemis to taste, Luo En was even more amused.


    I mean, does this count as using public office for private gain or abuse of power?


    But then, he didn''t dwell on the issue too much.


    Not to mention having a few bottles of wine intended for the gods, King Minos now would go so far as to gift him the whole island of Crete, along with his precious daughter, just to have him take over and withstand the pressure from the Sea of Okeanos.


    Compared to the over thirty thousand pounds of game he brought into the city (over ten thousand pounds from Athena and the more than twenty thousand pounds from Artemis), which was enough to feed the entire city for half a month, his sampling and taking a few offerings was downright incorruptibly virtuous.


    So, am I still too upright?


    Sigh...


    While Luo En shook his head in resignation at his overly high moral standard, he slid the boxes of special pastries from the storage racks into the opened Magic Array.

 Chapter 125: Chapter 97 Im Still Too Honest (4k)_2

    He hadn''t touched the newly brewed wine at the sacrificial site at all.


    There was no helping it, even if one learned quickly, catching up to or surpassing his craftsmanship in winemaking was no small feat.


    True to predictions, Artemis had barely lifted the cup to her lips and taken a few sips before she couldn''t help but spit the wine out.


    "So sour!"


    "There''s no way around it. The storage containers aren''t very air-tight, so to prevent spoilage, we had to use some under-ripe grapes for the new wine."


    As the future God of Wine, Luo En, with just a glance, could identify the cause by virtue of his innate divinity.


    Then, to save face for the busy priestesses around him in front of the deities, he comforted Artemis with a light laugh.


    "However, after it has been exposed to air for a while and oxidized, it will improve a bit. It might even develop hints of nutty aroma and a sweetness akin to honey."


    "Really?"


    The Goddess of the Hunt was skeptical but, seeing Luo En nod in assurance, she curiously tasted another one.


    However, just as before, it was only one sip that made Artemis involuntarily spit it out.


    "Why does it taste like herbs?"


    Hearing Artemis''s complaint, Luo En was somewhat speechless but helpless nonetheless.


    In history, the wines of ancient Greece were not subjected to fermentation or refinement in oak barrels.


    And to enhance the flavor of the wine, vintners would use various herbs or plant juices to increase the wine''s complexity.


    Thus, the ancient Greeks considered such wine a healthful drink, often combining it with medicinal herbs, tree saps, olive oil, or plant roots into concoctions to treat ailments like menstrual pain or depression.


    However, clearly, the Huntress, free of diseases and calamities, couldn''t get used to these artificially added strange flavors.


    Still, the path to invention is bound to take many detours.


    After all, wine was a new creation right now, and even if he offered his winemaking knowledge without asking anything in return, it couldn''t curb the general populace''s curiosity to boldly try.


    As the future God of Wine, Luo En was consoling himself while excusing the unrewarded toils of the priestesses.


    Faced with the eager looks around her, the Goddess of the Hunt forced herself to be spirited and tried a few more new brews before she finally couldn''t bear it anymore, flung down the cup, and, grabbing Luo En, fled through the door.


    "Their new product is simply undrinkable!"


    Outside, Artemis, standing in a corner, criticized without reservation and then rinsed her mouth with honey water, sighing as she turned to her guide.


    "Forget it, I''ll just drink what you brew from now on."


    Luo En glanced at the delicate hand on his shoulder, a sign of approval, his gaze flickering subtly.


    Are you sure? Not afraid of waking up with a sore back?


    "The fur is perfect for keeping warm through the winter!"


    "Quick, quick, quick!"


    Instantly, upon hearing the news, the crowd, as if injected with adrenaline, turned around and rushed to the sacrificial grounds.


    The people around Artemis quickly dispersed, creating a peaceful environment once again.


    After successfully diverting this group of enthusiastic uncles, aunties, and neighbors, Luo En approached and asked with concern.


    "Are you alright, Lady Goddess? How do you feel?"


    Artemis looked up at the newly risen fiery red sunrise in the sky, and at the smiling faces at the sacrificial grounds, her lips inadvertently curling into a slight smile.


    "Not bad..."


    Luo En, seeing the subtle changes on the Goddess of the Hunt''s face, revealed a faint smile.


    "Alright, the goods are nearly distributed, we should also be going, or else, I''m afraid I''ll have to fish you out again."


    Hearing this, Artemis thought of the overwhelming enthusiasm of the residents just now, and her expression changed, and she quickly followed the guide, asking subconsciously, "Where to?"


    Luo En replied as if it were obvious: "Back home, of course."


    Then, he looked back at the Huntress with a warm smile, "After being busy all day, you haven''t eaten yet, have you? I made sure the city guards kept some decent ingredients, delivered to Lady Hestia''s house..."


    After a brief pause, Luo En stretched lazily, his smile growing even larger.


    "In a moment, I''ll cook personally, using these rare ingredients, to prepare a lavish meal to reward you for the hard work of this hunt."


    "Good!"


    Artemis''s heart leaped with joy upon hearing this thoughtful and comfortable post-hunt arrangement, and she nodded gladly. Then licking her lips, she asked subconsciously.


    "Is there wine?"


    "Yes! There should be a few bottles of the grape wine we made before, down in the lower level of the cellar, guaranteed to give you a good drink!"


    Now, the Goddess of the Hunt was even more delighted, her footsteps light as she followed along.


    However, after walking only a few steps, Artemis vaguely remembered something, and the pleasant expression on her face paused for a moment.


    At the storage room of the sacrificial grounds, among those who were first invited to taste the wine, someone, besides urging her to drink more, seemed to have not touched a drop from beginning to end?


    ...That guy!


    Staring at the silhouette ahead that had walked quite far, Artemis, who realized the situation belatedly, frowned in annoyance.


    But in the end, she ground her teeth and chose to catch up quickly.


    ��After all, it was time to eat first.

 Chapter 126: Chapter 98: The Cult Leaders Self-Cultivation (3000, Achieved 7000 Daily)

    A lavish feast, lasting from dawn to dusk.


    And as the end approached, Luo En, the head chef, decisively left the cleanup to Hestia and quietly slipped out the back door.


    It was nothing personal.


    The sight of Artemis was just too frightening.


    Not only did she occasionally stare at him during the meal, but the way she tore into the meat seemed as if she was gnawing on him...


    Although Luo En didn''t know where he had offended the Goddess of the Hunt, it seemed wise to avoid her and stay out of trouble when things looked bad.


    Muttering to himself, Luo En strolled along the main street of Knossos City, pondering.


    Currently, the Gorgon Sisters were in deep slumber in Athena''s temple, having absorbed a vast amount of oceanic divinity;


    The boisterous Nike had been taken away by the Goddess of Wisdom to assist in Olympus;


    Hestia needed to tidy up the home and host her newly arrived niece, Artemis;


    After the sea beast attack, Crete Island was gradually getting back on track under his and Princess Ariadne''s coordination;


    Old King Minos still had to deal with his handful of troublesome sons and had no time to pester him...


    With such a rare moment of leisure, why not enjoy the tranquil night alone?


    Having made up his mind, Luo En roamed the market, tasting local delicacies, buying interesting handicrafts, and quietly listening to casual conversations, relishing the pervasive atmosphere of ordinary life.


    However, his relaxation was soon interrupted.


    Many people recognized him as the scribe and approached enthusiastically, wanting to greet him.


    Looking at the moving heads around him and the excitement of the women nearby, Luo En''s scalp tingled. He quickly excused himself and, using the fastest speed, squeezed out of the crowd, donned an invisibility charm, and left the area fraught with danger.


    When he reached a secluded corner three streets away and looked back at the crowd that still hadn''t dispersed, he couldn''t help shaking his head in wonder.


    He was indeed becoming somewhat like Bacchus, a being that drove both men and women crazy.


    But, this wasn''t too bad...


    Luo En stretched and smiled carefreely, pulling out a bottle of wine from the Magic Array and knocking on the door of a humble dwelling.


    When the owner of the house heard the knock and opened the door, a young man with rough skin and a sturdy build stood in front of him, showing a look of surprise.


    "Scribe...


    "Shh!"


    Luo En gestured for silence, quietly pointing toward the streets where men and women were still searching for him.


    Understanding immediately, the young man silently held his breath and hurried to invite the esteemed guest inside.


    Only when they reached the inner hall did he dare to breathe out loudly, fumbling to clear away the simple tables and chairs, and laid out the few fruits and cured meats his home had to offer, trying to treat Luo En.


    "My lord, why have you come so late without giving notice? We don''t have much to offer."


    Looking at the humble furnishings and the sporadic and unimpressive spread on the table, the young man rubbed his hands sheepishly, his face a mix of embarrassment and guilt.


    Through accents and behaviors, it was clear that some hailed from Knossos, others from Rhodes, some from Naxos, and even some from city-states beyond Crete Island in Greece.


    These people gathered in this valley, far from worldly noise, setting aside their real-world identities and differences, either merrily exchanging anecdotes from various lands or sharing food and drink they brought along, initiating an impromptu feast.


    Compared to the somewhat indulgent figures, Luo En and Polydorus blended in with the crowd, appearing quite mundane and ordinary.


    Nevertheless, their arrival was met with a warm welcome by everyone present.


    Infected by the enthusiasm around him, Luo En didn''t deliberately show aloofness. With a face disguised and twisted by magic, he greeted the people nearby politely and discreetly.


    Before long, a procession of nymphs and women wearing ivy crowns, draped in fawn skins, and holding staffs entwined with ivy or topped with pinecone balls, arrived to the beat of hand drums and cymbals. Amid the solemn melody and atmosphere, they emerged from the woods.


    Suddenly, the somewhat noisy valley quieted down, and everyone uniformly turned to look at the choir praising with their chants.


    "Come, Dionysus, god of boundless joy, you who are reborn from fire and lightning,


    Bassarus and a thousand mighty Bacchus,


    Sword, blood, and virginal women gladden your heart,


    you cry out ''aha'' from above the clouds! (I really want to change this part of the God of Wine''s liturgy to ''aha'', it would be so much fun, don''t you think?)


    Roaring Bacchus in frenzy!


    You wield the thyrsus, furious and mighty, all creatures revere you,


    and the mortals who dwell on the earth also respect you.


    We are ashes of Titans, descendants in delirium!


    Our blood thicker than water, our veins intertwined!


    Come, o joyful deity, please bestow happiness and blessings upon us all!"


    Gradually, those gathered around, as if infused with the solemn yet cheerful tune, joined in the singing joyfully, becoming part of the grand secret celebration.


    Luo En, in the midst of the crowd, was lightly mouthing a fake song while pulling a face and placing his hand on his forehead.


    Alright.


    No matter how many times he participated, this act of being worshiped in person still made him somewhat uncomfortable, brimming with embarrassment.


    That''s right, this nascent esoteric group before him was a small community personally forged by Luo En, taking advantage of his position during this period.


    They were unified by wine, worshiped wine, and promoted the spirit of self-indulgence that would become the foundation of the future Orphic religious worship of the God of Wine.


    Soon after the initial hymn ended, the priestesses leading the gathering escorted the newly elected High Priestess to the forefront.


    "Brothers and sisters, thank you for coming from afar to join the celebration. Let us raise our cups and offer our libations to the god who blesses us with shade and joy!"


    At this moment, the great Father among the crowd, following the voice, gazed over to see that flushed little face full of excitement and rebellion.


    "Pfft!"


    Suddenly, Luo En, who had just swallowed a sip of wine, sprayed it out involuntarily, his face showing an expression of astonishment and shock as he muttered.


    How is it her?

 Chapter 127: Chapter 99: The Sister-in-Law Ran Away with the Brother-in-Law!

    Crete Island was well-known for the fact that King Minos had five sons and five daughters.


    Under the old king''s suppression and training, the five princes, although not commendable for great achievements, were still reasonably well-behaved.


    But the five princesses, they were each more capable of stirring trouble than the last, truly like vests packed with black fuse gold.


    Among them, the eldest princess, Acacallis, eloped with Apollo, the God of Light, abandoning her duties as the high priestess and severing ties with her father;


    The third princess, Euryale, bore Orion to Poseidon, the God of the Sea �C needless to say, this was the ultimate act of defiance;


    The second princess, Ariadne, was behaving for now, but in the future, she would first aid the demigod hero Theseus in escaping the labyrinth and then elope with this prince of Athens by ship;


    Considering the relationship between Athens and Athena, the changes in faith, and the fact that Theseus had once sacrificed the Cretan Bull, a symbol of Crete Island''s divinity, to Athena, and that Ariadne was also the high priestess of Athena... combining all these factors, Luo En tentatively believed that there might be some unknown undercurrents at play.


    But to King Minos, this was nevertheless a betrayal.


    Similarly, the fourth princess, Fedra, was all about rebellion as well.


    She was still young when she followed her sister Ariadne in sneaking onto the ship to Athens with Theseus.


    On the way, the rather disreputable prince of Athens, Theseus, using an oracle as pretext, abandoned the second princess, Ariadne, on Naxos Island, thereby precipitating the union between the God of Wine and the second princess, Ariadne.


    Meanwhile, the fourth princess, Fedra, continued with Theseus to Greece.


    When the fourth princess, Fedra, grew up to be a beautiful and graceful woman, she married Theseus to become the queen of Athens.


    Later, the audacious Theseus plotted to abduct both the Queen of the Netherworld and Helen from Hades and became trapped in the Netherworld.


    The neglected and betrayed Fedra then fell in love with her stepson, Hippolytus, and upon being rejected, she could not bear the torment of unrequited love, leaving behind a suicide note before taking her own life.


    Upon his return from the Netherworld, Theseus, upon seeing the suicide note, redirected his fury to his son, cursed him to death, a curse which was swiftly fulfilled, thus brewing a tragic father-son feud.


    Currently, the only future princess without a blot on her record was probably just the nursing fifth princess, Ksenodike.


    Of course, it might just be that she hasn''t had the chance to show it yet...


    With a hand to his forehead, Luo En muttered his complaints while looking up at the newly appointed high priestess of the God of Wine, presiding over the ritual


    �� or rather, the original intended aunt of Dionysus by fate �� the fourth princess, Fedra.


    At that moment, the schoolgirl-like fourth princess with chestnut hair was dancing and jumping joyfully in the valley, barefoot and garlanded, her small face flushed with excitement, much like a rebellious teenager letting off steam.


    Completely unaware that, as a member of the royal family with divine blood from Crete Island, her appearance at such a gathering of a heretical cult would cause so much trouble and hassle for her father and siblings.


    Or perhaps, even if she knew, she probably would not care?


    �� What kind of explosive vests are these, each so fully loaded with damage.


    As both a cult leader and an object of worship, Luo En was at a loss for words and could not help but feel pity for King Minos, who was currently lying in bed, wrestling with his sons.


    Should he, out of consideration for the relatively decent treatment he had received from King Minos, secretly report this back, so that the king might capture his rebellious daughter and give her a proper education?


    Instantly, their eyes widened in disbelief, excitement lighting their face as they shouted to those around them,


    "Wine! It''s wine!"


    And having witnessed the miracle of water turning into wine, the participants in the gathering couldn''t help but erupt into cheers.


    "Lord Dionysus has blessed us!"


    "Ah ha, praise the God of Wine!"


    "Now, we can truly drink to our hearts'' content!"


    People of all ages joyfully crowded around the newly-formed stream, using their hands, goblets, or flasks to collect this divine favor and drank merrily.


    With the savory and sweet wine flowing down their throats, a comforting warmth surged through their limbs, dispelling the fatigue of the mortal world and bestowing a sense of illusory intoxication.


    Amongst the blurred gazes, one leaned against a tree, seeing branches dripping with sweet nectar; another touched the ground with their fingertips, watching milk flow from the soil; yet another gently curled a vine, finding fingers draped with purple-red grapes...


    Lying down in groups or alone, some were smiling peacefully in their sleep, some were smacking their lips, savoring the sweet milk and honey, while others reached out for the possibly nonexistent fruit...


    In this dream-crafted world, souls rested in blissful, drunken states, becoming one with nature.


    The ecstatic maenads, seeing this scene, swarmed around Fedra in the center, chattering excitedly and discussing what it felt like to be favored by the deities.


    The bewildered young princess was overwhelmed but was soon swept up by the raucous laughter and chatter of her female companions at the stream''s edge, drinking merrily and engaging in conversation.


    Meanwhile, the culprit secretly behind all this lifted a bowl of wine from the crystal-clear stream, sat under a tree, drank with satisfaction, and observingly glanced over at Fedra who was surrounded by the maenads. The lifted corners of his lips under his hood formed a curve of pleasure.


    Indeed, this was all his doing.


    The authority of the God of the Sea had granted him the power to manipulate water.


    The construction of faith and the talents of the God of Wine had allowed him to turn water into wine.


    And with the privilege of walking upon water...


    Luo En felt that he was becoming increasingly akin to a certain meat hanging on the cross.


    However, the difference was,


    He was not a strict champion of doctrine but aspired to be a god who spread joy.


    So, be it rebellion, playfulness, or the desire to break free from familial constraints,


    Little girl, if you wish for it, I will provide.


    As for whether you can seize the opportunity or if your butt will be slapped into pieces afterwards, that''s none of my business.


    Ah ha~


    With the tone of a priest invoking a sacred word, Luo En jokingly raised his cup to the restless little princess, extending the special gift from the God of Joy.


    (I''ve added a bit of fun in the author''s note, it''s free, so make sure to check it out.)

 Chapter 128: Chapter 100 This is So Much Fun (6k a Day Completed)

    Half an hour later.


    "This little sister-in-law is just too easy to get drunk, only a few cups in and she''s already passed out."


    Luo En, leaning against a tree, looked at Princess Fedra, her cheeks flushed red as she lay fast asleep in the arms of her female companions, without any defenses, and could not help but raise his glass in jest.


    However, in the quiet valley, silence reigned, and no one responded to the patriarch''s teasing.


    After all, Fedra was the legitimate daughter of King Minos, with pure Divine Blood flowing through her veins.


    The rest of the devout followers, old and young, were mostly ordinary people without nobility or specialty, faring even worse than the little princess when it came to resisting wine, having already found spots to lie down together in advance.


    Even the young Polyhymnos, who had accompanied him to the gathering, was not spared.


    Under the moon at its zenith, the cool, bright moonlight cast a mottled glow, a hazy veil of silver covering the bodies of the men and women in the valley, like a comforting quilt.


    The believers, immersed in pleasant dreams, slept soundly, and with each breath, strands of very faint golden-red light, following the rise and fall of their chests and the rush of their blood, quietly gestated and solidified beneath their skin.


    With every flow of the golden-red color, the aura of life on their bodies became denser.


    The knots in their souls unraveled, their brows relaxed; their slack skin quietly tightened, gaining a bit more smoothness and elasticity; their fragile organs became tougher, vibrant with life as they pulsed...


    These subtle changes, from soul to flesh, were almost imperceptible, yet they truly existed.


    Praise this joyous��Life!


    The instigator beneath the tree raised his glass from afar, revealing a satisfied smile.


    Under the night sky, those eyes, bright as crystals, admired the [golden-red] beneath the skin of the followers, or rather,


    ��the Divinity given by him and nurtured by people!


    In the clear moonlight, Luo En gently swirled the cup in his hand, looking at the blood-like crimson wine in the stream, and murmured meaningfully.


    "This is my body, sacrificed for you;


    This is my blood, shed for the many.


    The ashes of Titans, the progeny of madness;


    We are tied by blood thicker than water, our bloodlines connected..."


    His magnetic voice, like a chant of an ancient and enduring mythic epic.


    In the original history, the Orphic Sect, which worshipped the God of Wine, believed in Zagreus, the god of rebirth.


    That is, the original incarnation of Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    According to legend, Divine King Zeus and Queen of the Underworld Persephone first gave birth to the horned Zagreus.


    The young Zagreus climbed upon Zeus''s throne, wielding Zeus''s thunder with his childish hands, portending that he would replace Zeus as the new king of the world.


    Queen Hera, out of jealousy, incited the Titan gods to tear him to pieces, all but his heart, which they devoured.


    Goddess Athena, feeling pity for the child''s misfortune, brought his heart to Zeus. Zeus swallowed the heart and then joined with the princess of Thebes, Semele, to give birth to Zagreus anew.


    Thus, he was reborn from death, becoming Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    In this legendary divine battle, where the newborn Dionysus was torn apart by the Titans and the Titans were burned by Zeus''s lightning, a new order of the world was established, and mankind was born from the ashes of the Titans.


    Therefore, in the scriptures of the Orphic Sect, whether called Zagreus or Dionysus, the original God of Wine performed a self-sacrificial martyrdom for ancient humanity, and achieved the miracle of resurrection.


    And because the Titan gods devoured Dionysus, humans born from the ashes of Titans have both the divinity of the God of Wine and the sins of the Titan gods in their blood.


    But the seeds of rebellion have been sown, and time will cause them to take root and sprout.


    He had handed over the stolen divine authority, the fresh history, and future, into the hands of mortals.


    So, have all the fun you can, just don''t let me down, I''ll be waiting to celebrate for you.


    "Ah ha, cheers!"


    The unscrupulous instigator under the tree raised his cup, toasting to the newly-born mankind, to the seeds of rebellion, to the still resplendent Olympus under the night sky.


    The empty cup slipped from his grasp, and a breeze followed, wafting through the valley, with the rich aroma of wine and the running springs gradually dissipating.


    The slumbering people slowly awoke, looking up toward the east.


    The faint light of dawn pierced the heavy night sky, and the gods'' world welcomed another new day.


    ~~


    In Knossos City, on the third street, at the seventh residence.


    The figure who came with the dawn took out the spare key, quietly opened the door, and slipped inside the house.


    However, upon entering, he was immediately met with interrogation.


    "Where have you been? Why didn''t you come home all night?"


    Hestia, in the living room, huffed with displeasure.


    "It''s that matter of fixing Polymonos'' arm last time, that kid insisted on treating me to a drink, and there you have it, I got drunk and he kept me up all night with his nonsense,"


    Luo En yawned, somewhat helplessly explaining as his gaze fell upon the flickering flame behind Hestia.


    The lamp oil in the lantern was almost gone, and the wick was nearly burned out.


    Clearly, someone had waited in the living room all night long.


    "Tch, no wonder you reek of alcohol..."


    Hestia pinched her nose and muttered, waving her hand somewhat disdainfully.


    "Go on, go sleep it off, and don''t come into my kitchen until you''re sobered up!"


    "Alright, alright."


    Luo En weakly complied, placing a box of pastries taken from the sacrificial site on the table, stretched, and went upstairs.


    Seeing the lone offering, Hestia thought of her grandniece visiting home, and after only a moment''s hesitation, she swiftly snatched up the pastries and stuffed the box into a small hiding spot in the spice cabinet, a smile breaking across her face.


    Hmph, at least you have some conscience!


    "Achoo!"


    Meanwhile, upstrairs, the Goddess of the Hunt sneezed mightily as she sluggishly rose from the bed, stretching her somewhat sore body, and most of last night''s lingering drunkenness faded away.


    What a clear and refreshing day, another perfect day for hunting.


    Where shall I go today?


    Artemis curled her lips upward, a content and joyous smile spreading across her face.


    Unawares, she had gradually adapted to, and come to enjoy this mortal life, even looking forward to every new day with a hint of anticipation.


    It was a feeling completely distinct from her life on Olympus.

 Chapter 129: Chapter 101: Got Rejected (As per title, 8k)

    Early morning in Knossos City.


    As the huntress clad in a belted short skirt and hunting boots set out with bow and arrow and spear, accompanied by several hounds, heads brimming with smiles peeked out from the streets.


    They were waving or shouting cheerfully.


    "Cynthia sister, I want to raise a rabbit."


    "Could you bring me a pair of antelope horns and a couple of snake gallbladders for medicinal purposes? I''ll settle the payment at market price, thank you."


    "It''s too cold, could you trouble yourself to get some warm fur? My wife is good with her hands, and she can make any style you want. Just leave us some offcuts."


    "Here, have some freshly sun-dried figs for the road... no need, no need, I''m too old, can''t chew on the mountain meat..."


    Artemis accepted the dried figs, smiled faintly as usual, looking at both sides of the street, nodded lightly, and then with her guide following behind, strode towards the outskirts of the city.


    Arriving at a deserted path, the Goddess of the Hunt placed her little finger to her lips and blew a crisp whistle, and the golden chariot drawn by two golden-horned deer hurried over from the woods.


    Luo En pointed toward Knossos City, bathed in the morning sun, and asked with a teasing smile,


    "So, the first stop is to find a rabbit hole?"


    It had been a full two months since the huntress took up residence in Knossos City.


    She seemed very fond of the atmosphere here. Although Artemis had never publicly revealed her true identity, she maintained a subtle friendliness towards the neighbors in the city.


    As long as their requests were not excessive, she would nod and agree,


    and any request she nodded to, she pretty much fulfilled.


    Even those minor troubles weren''t enough for Artemis to slay.


    There she was, the Goddess of the Hunt idle out of sheer boredom, starting to undertake the task of hunting pet rabbits for little girls.


    To this, the scribe officially in charge of the military and political power on Crete Island couldn''t be happier.


    After all, with this humanoid artillery stationed there, his workload in law enforcement and control was greatly reduced.


    By noon, a nest of snow-white rabbits was captured and placed into a cage on the chariot, and Luo En had collected antelope horns, snake gallbladders, and furs for warmth from those unlucky animals they had passed by.


    With the day''s requests easily completed, he promptly set up a fire in the clearing, roasting a newly cleaned antelope and stewing up a pot of mushroom soup full of fresh flavor with berries, wild vegetables, and edible mushrooms.


    As a guide, besides leading the way, taking care of the Huntress''s bow, chariot, and meals was also part of his daily duties.


    Previously, these tasks were the responsibility of Artemis''s twenty nymph attendants.


    But for some reason, the Huntress showed no sign of calling her nymph attendants thus far.


    So, the notable scribe, the uncrowned king of Crete Island, could only condescend somewhat to act as half a full-time nanny for Artemis.


    "Eating this for lunch? Seems good, give me a bowl of the soup first."


    As the rich aroma of meat and the salty freshness of the mushrooms spread, the Huntress arrived beside the fire like a whirlwind, eager to taste the day''s wild fare.


    Shortly after, a bowl of warm mushroom soup was consumed, with the slight acidity from the berries, the deliciousness of the mushrooms, and the crispness of the wild vegetables bursting on the palate, providing a delightful dining experience.


    Soon, the antelope on the grill became perfectly crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.


    Artemis took the leg of lamb torn off by the guide and bit eagerly into it, the rich juices exploding in her mouth, with just the right hit of savory flavor and harmoniously balanced seasonings, leaving one craving for more.

 Chapter 130: 101

    Deserving of the praise showered by my aunt, having him around is more useful than a whole entourage of nymphs!


    The Goddess of the Hunt glanced at Luo En, who was patiently preparing lunch beside her, mentally rating the guide highly as she tossed aside a clean sheep bone and reached for another leg of the gazelle.


    Not to mention anything else, just in terms of culinary skills alone, he''s far beyond what those nymph servants can manage.


    Unfortunately, those sea nymphs, delicate and precious, might still cope with maintaining weapons or surrounding prey begrudgingly.


    To ask them to lower themselves to kindling fires and cooking isn''t out of the question either.


    But Artemis''s verdict on the meals was��edible.


    If you''re seeking a comfortable dining experience, that''s something you''d best not hold your breath for.


    Only after enjoying the guide''s craftsmanship and brewing skills did she realize how her taste buds had been wronged by the previously charred or undercooked roasted meats, the tasteless plain water, and dry bread that parched the throat.


    Moreover, apart from his cooking, the guide''s performance in other areas was also noteworthy.


    From the maintenance of weapons to the scheduling of daily activities, everything was organized to perfection.


    No wonder even King Minos, who had extremely high standards, planned to choose him as his successor.


    I must admit, having such an almost omnipotent lackey by my side, my esteem for those whining, pampered nymph servants fades more each day.


    Unfortunately, in about a month, I''ll have to return to Olympus.


    When that time comes, not only will this quality service but also that excellent Golden Hound be left behind.


    Thinking of this, Artemis felt suddenly downcast.


    However, a spark of inspiration quickly ignited a brilliant idea in her mind.


    "I''m still missing a worthy attendant by my side..."


    The Goddess of the Hunt dropped another clean sheep bone, seemingly casually making her offer.


    As a virgin Goddess who abides by chastity, it was the first time she had extended such an invitation to a male human.


    The thwarted Goddess of the Hunt scoffed in disdain, feeling irritable as she picked up a sheepskin water bag and stood up.


    "Clean this up, I''ll go get some water from up ahead!"


    Saying this, Artemis stood up with a stern face and walked towards the creek in the valley ahead.


    Watching the Goddess who seemed to be in a bit of a huff, Luo En found it somewhat amusing and was all the more grateful for his initial choice.


    Indeed, Hestia is the easiest to fool and to satisfy.


    Is it just because of the good cooking skills?


    Is it just attending to everything meticulously?


    Is it just owning a great dog?


    What''s so impressive about that? I have twenty servants!


    The rebuffed Artemis grumbled to herself, consoling her pride as she made her way upstream, preparing to bend down to fill her water bag in the stream.


    As she leaned over, a reflection appeared on the surface of the water, catching the Goddess''s eyes.


    Is that someone?!


    Artemis instinctively looked up, towards the other side of the creek.


    Suddenly, a handsome and cheerful face came into view, spawning a strong desire in the Goddess''s heart.


    ��This might be a most beautiful deity that should not have existed since the beginning of chaos. His blond hair, his bright eyes, are the finest among all deities, and before him, both gods and humans must bow...


    "Beautiful Goddess, seeing you hunting alone in the mountains, your valiant figure has deeply subdued me. Please allow me to become your attendant and serve you."


    The deep entreaty that filled her ears made it unconsciously compelling to comply.


    Just as Artemis was about to speak, an image flashed through her mind, a touch of reluctance flickering briefly in her eyes.


    "An attendant, I... I already have one..."

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    An unexpected echo made the figure on the opposite shore visibly startle.


    But immediately, a fierce ugliness distorted by rage appeared on that handsome face, and the low voice became densely ominous.


    "Then kill him, and won''t that position become vacant?"


    Those words echoed like a curse, reverberating and swirling within the heart''s river, gradually filling the entire heart like the world, becoming the sole undercurrent.


    "Artemis? The water isn''t ready yet..."


    Questions and footsteps approaching from behind were like hot oil poured over a raging flame.


    In an instant, the Goddess of the Hunt''s hands reached for her back, her body forming an arc.


    Almost instantaneously, as Luo En approached the riverbank, a piercing chill surged through his body, and the twelve-sided die in his brain buzzed and trembled wildly.


    Danger!


    Luo En instinctively lunged forward, instinctively dodging.


    "Thwack thwack thwack thwack!"


    And just as he lay down, a whizzing arrow narrowly missed his head, piercing through several thick fir trees.


    "Boom~~!"


    One after another, ancient trees cleaved in half fell to the ground with a crash, kicking up a dense cloud of dust.


    Seeing a continuous white trail behind him, Luo En broke out in a cold sweat.


    He was so close, so very close to death!


    "Artemis!"


    Luo En cried out in anger, looking toward the instigator by the riverbank.


    As thoughts churned, he instinctively looked around and saw on the distant opposite bank a figure that should have been dead.


    ��Orion!


    At this moment, the face that usually bore a simple and honest expression was stripped bare of its disguise, revealing madness fueled by jealousy at the sight of Luo En.


    Damned bug, an outsider with nothing, how dare you compete with me!


    "Beautiful goddess, if you kill this troublesome fellow, nothing will stand in our way anymore."


    The hunter urged, his revenge-driven madness becoming a twisted joy.


    He wanted to see with his own eyes this nuisance who had blocked his way time and time again, to be tortured and killed before him.


    He was the one pulling the strings!


    The moment Luo En identified the true target, his thoughts raced. A flood of information and clues integrated in his mind, leading him to deduce the real reason behind Artemis''s loss of control.


    ��Power of the God of Love!


    Poseidon''s plea to Hephaestus on behalf of Aphrodite and Ares wasn''t just to court the God of Love!


    What he truly desired was the Power of the God of Love bestowed by Aphrodite!


    Combine this with the calamity of the beast tide, where Poseidon went to great lengths to fish out the half-dead Orion, and the answer seemed clear.


    He wished to claim the whole Crete Island and planned to use his demigod offspring, endowed with exceptional hunting talents, to forge a relationship with Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, forming an alliance, and then dragging her brother Apollo into the water.


    If, through Crete Island, he could successfully force Athena into submission.


    Then, Poseidon''s camp would have Ares, Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, and Apollo��five of the Chief Gods, plus himself, nearly half of Olympus''s twelve divine seats occupied.


    Apart from this, Hephaestus, bound by the Ocean Goddess Thetis''s favors, would likely remain neutral, the Agriculture God Demeter was already cold toward Zeus due to her daughter Persephone''s situation, the Queen Goddess Hera had long been intolerant of her husband''s infidelities, Hestia had already withdrawn from the struggle for divine power, and Hermes was best at trimming his sails to the wind...


    In this way, Zeus would be isolated by Poseidon''s long-schemed acts.

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    The supreme divine authority of Olympus may not be unchangeable.


    And to achieve this ultimate goal, whether it''s using the Minosians as a bargaining chip to force Athena into submission, or attempting to use King Minos''s Golden Hound to win the favor of the Hunting God, the ownership of Crete Island is of paramount importance!


    Therefore, he went to great lengths to initiate the beast tide, in order to gather these necessary conditions.


    In the real mythological records, it seems that Poseidon''s scheme had succeeded.


    ����Orion, who liked to hunt in the forest all day, with a faithful hound, became a good hunting partner for Artemis, the Hunting God, and her mother, the Nurturing Goddess Leto.


    ����Before long, a rebellion against Zeus broke out on Olympus, in which Poseidon, Apollo, Athena, and Hera all participated.


    These traces found in the pages of books undoubtedly prove this point.


    However, with the emergence of the variable Luo En, Poseidon''s attempt to seize Crete Island and the first step to pressure Athena fell through, and even Orion, the demi-god crucial for the subsequent plans, was nearly lost in the process.


    Seeing his plan collapse, and unable to make progress against that spiny Goddess of Wisdom for the time being,


    Poseidon had no choice but to fall back and decide to target Artemis first.


    So, Orion''s real target was not him; he set foot on land to lure that female Hunting God!


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    And, in order for his godly son to succeed in one fell swoop, Poseidon clearly infused the Power of the God of Love obtained from the bargain into Orion''s body.


    Since he couldn''t have the help of the Golden Hound and couldn''t take a subtle approach, he had no choice but to turn the raw rice into cooked rice first.


    Torrents of thoughts surged and intertwined, allowing Luo En to pierce through the fog and see the truth and schemes beneath the deep sea in just a few short seconds.


    "Artemis, wake up!"


    Luo En shouted at the top of his voice, trying to awaken Artemis from the mind control of the Power of the God of Love.


    However, what he got in return was an even more pathological smile from the female Hunting God.


    In a moment of crisis, Luo En thought of something he had drawn from the Twelve-Sided Die during the escape in the Sea of Okeanos,


    "[Aphrodite''s Blessing]: The Goddess of Love and Beauty will activate your divine bloodline of the God of Love, bestowing upon you attraction to the opposite sex, lasting for one week."


    In an instant, this divine power blessing, once deemed tasteless yet too valuable to dispose of and thus thrown into a forgotten corner, now shone like a priceless treasure.


    ����Thank the ex-grandmother!


    Suddenly, the same guy who had been cursing the God of Love moments before, earnestly praised his nominal ex-grandmother and without hesitation, used the chance divinity of the Twelve-Sided Die to activate the blessing from the God of Love.


    As the boiling divine blood began to circulate faster, a seductive pink hue materialized in those crystal-like eyes.


    With a stroke of luck, Luo En moved the muscles of his face, pulling out a bright and gentle smile, and gazed intently at the majestic female Hunting God.


    "Artemis, I agree! I agree to become your servant of God! To accompany you by your side forever!"


    Did he agree? He just agreed like that?


    Eye to eye, the promise resonated like sweet nothings, causing Artemis, who was holding a breath of anger in her heart, to be taken aback, her face showing hints of confusion and wavering.


    But, that was all.


    Clearly, compared to the blessing of the God of Love Luo En had obtained from his trial, it was Poseidon''s transaction with Aphrodite to influence a Chief God that was more domineering with the Power of the God of Love.


    But that was enough!


    Luo En, seeing the female Hunting God''s expressions loosen, immediately put all his might into stirring the divinity from his God of Love bloodline and the madness from the God of Wine, shouting a thunderous wake-up call.


    "Wake up! You''ve been bewitched!"


    In that moment, Artemis, almost rendered deaf, snapped to her senses, and her murky eyes swiftly gained a trace of clarity.


    Now realizing something was amiss, Orion''s face changed drastically, hastily urging,


    "Beautiful goddess, don''t listen to his nonsense, kill him, and we can..."

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    "Thud!"


    However, a golden arrow pierced through the sky, accompanied by a dull tearing sound, penetrated his shoulder, dragging him across the ground and finally nailing him firmly to the trunk of a sturdy tree.


    "Aaah, my shoulder!"


    Caught off guard, Orion let out a piercing scream of agony as blood spurted from his wound.


    And those pained cries, like a curse, seeped into Artemis''s mind, constantly tempting her to look back and show mercy.


    "Ting-a-ling~!"


    With the sound of metal clashing, Artemis dropped her golden longbow, knelt on the ground, clutching her head and growling through gritted teeth towards what was ahead.


    "Kill him! Quickly!"


    Just as the Hunting Goddess spoke, Luo En''s figure had already crossed beside her, charging towards the riverbank opposite like an arrow loosed from its string, his right hand tightly grasping Orion''s sturdy neck, forcibly silencing his ceaseless wails inside his throat.


    As the grip on his throat tightened, the affixed Orion struggled frantically, and in his labored breathing, emitted a terrified growl.


    "You... you can''t... kill me, Father God he..."


    "Crack!"


    However, before Orion could finish, the vise-like arm suddenly erupted with a crimson light of war divinity, breaking through the last thin layer of the sea''s blessing around the God of the Sea''s son, and directly twisting his sturdy neck.


    Moreover, if he remembered correctly, "Aphrodite''s Favor" lasted... a week?


    "Gulp..."


    Luo En swallowed, trying to moisten his dry throat, as he watched a top predator of the forest curling her tongue and licking her lips a short distance away, squeezing out a crooked smile on his rigid face.


    "Hungry? Maybe you should eat first..."


    "Bang!"


    Before Luo En could finish, a pair of slender yet powerful arms grabbed at his quietly retreating legs and effortlessly pulled him down.


    Thrown into disarray, Luo En hadn''t recovered his senses when his body was quickly dragged towards a small grove ahead, his head banging against the stones along the way, leaving his thoughts blank.


    The sensation was like a little rabbit being savagely pulled out of its hole by a leopardess and crushed under her paws.


    "Don''t tear my clothes!"


    "Stop it, I''m innocent..."


    "Ow, ow, ow! My wound is tearing open!"


    "Woo... Woo!!!"


    Soon, under the absolute suppression of the leopardess, the helpless cries of the rabbit were completely drowned out by the shadows overlapping and blending in the forest.


    The greedy beast reveled in its hunting grounds, savoring its prey that belonged to it alone!

 Chapter 134: Chapter 102: Already in the Shape of Artemis

    Meanwhile, on Olympus.


    In the Great Temple bathed in sacred fire, the God of the Sea, Poseidon, who was having a fierce confrontation with Goddess Athena, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. A sense of ominous foreboding flooded his mind instantly.


    Something had happened...


    Poseidon''s expression changed dramatically at the council, and he subconsciously stood up from his seat, ready to leave.


    However, as soon as Poseidon made a move, Athena across from him stood up abruptly with a cold snort.


    "You think you can just leave before our business is settled?"


    As she spoke, the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom sparkled with a hint of sharp brilliance.


    Something had happened! Most likely a contingency from Atlantis!


    Although he did not know the specifics, judging by his uncle''s reaction, it definitely wasn''t any good news.


    Given the circumstances, it was all the more reason not to let him slip away and save the situation!


    Seeing Athena entangle him in conversation, Poseidon felt a surge of irritation.


    "We can discuss these matters later! I''m tired!"


    "You come when you wish, leave when you wish, do you even have the Father God in your eyes? Do you really think Olympus, where the gods hold council, is your Atlantean Sea God''s temple?"


    Athena''s mocking words were merciless and cutting to the heart.


    Seeing his niece''s unreasonable demeanor, Poseidon, anxious to leave, became fiercely angry.


    But just as he was about to burst out in rage, two scrutinising gazes shot over from the golden thrones above, landing silently on him. Discover more stories at M V L


    In an instant, a chill crept up his spine, silencing the infuriated Sea God, and his boiling Divine Blood cooled down.


    Athena was right; this was Olympus.


    Although he would sooner or later bring it under his control, now was not the time, and he had to endure.


    Poseidon took a deep breath and steeled his heart.


    "Compensation, compensation, compensation! Isn''t it just 17 ports, 25 towns, and over 300 ships, large and small? Consider it my negligence. The losses of Crete Island, I''ll compensate for them!"


    Poseidon, pressing on his throbbing chest, tried to turn and leave his seat.


    However, before he could take a step, Athena''s figure blocked his path, correcting him softly.


    "No, it''s 170 ports, 250 towns, and over 3,000 ships, large and small, the casualties of tens of thousands of people, as well as an entire Minos Fleet..."


    "Hiss!"


    Poseidon gasped in shock, his complexion turning a ghastly shade of blue-black.


    "Increased tenfold?"


    "That''s the price for the first Beast Tide outbreak. But since your Beast Tide occurred three times, I only learned of the specific losses on Crete Island when I returned."


    Athena spread her hands, offering a definitive explanation, her expression innocent and serious.


    As if the dense forest that had been ravaged by a giant beast, a figure lying on the dry leaves let out a pained groan, struggling to open heavy eyelids, trying to awaken the sunken mind.


    However, as soon as the bodily sensations began to return, the barely awake figure almost passed out again.


    Pain! It hurt all over!


    Every bone felt as if it had been crushed, every inch of muscle as if it had been torn;


    Organs spasmed like in conulsive throbs, sending unbearable cries of distress, and bite marks carved into the tough skin, leaving behind ghastly scars.


    It seemed as if the victim had just been subjected to a brutally inhuman form of torture.


    What happened to me...?


    Luo En, lost in bewilderment, shook his dizzy head, attempting to piece together the truth through fragmented memories.


    Soon, as images materialized in his mind and compiled a complete narrative, the half-dead victim suddenly jolted upright, and large drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.


    It seemed he had slept with Artemis?


    Ah no, rather, it seemed Artemis had slept with him!


    And it was the brutally cruel kind!


    The memory of that female leopard on top of him, relentlessly demanding, made Luo En on the ground shiver uncontrollably, feeling a chill down his spine.


    Seven days and nights, she had defiled me for seven days and nights!


    You owe me...


    Just as the innocent victim was about to accuse the Hunting Goddess of brutality, the cold touch at his throat silenced him instantly. He stiffly raised his head, following the bronze arrow pointed at his neck, to see a face under the shade of the trees, cold as ice.


    The Hunting Goddess, having awakened ahead with her strong physical condition, covered the turbulent waves in front of her chest with one hand, while the other took a bronze arrow inscribed with dense scripts from the quiver at her side, aiming its sharp tip at Luo En''s throat.


    The fierce heat and madness from the seven days and nights were gone from her silver eyes, leaving behind only an eerie coldness.


    "Gulp..."


    Luo En struggled to swallow, suppressing his racing heart, his brain desperately trying to figure out what to say in the deadly silence.


    Whether he had slept with Artemis or Artemis had slept with him was not the point.


    The key was, what serious consequences would befall for defiling a virgin Goddess?


    And as a party involved, how to quell her rage.


    As for who was first or last, who was dominant or submissive, who was right or wrong��none of that mattered.


    If reasoning with these deities were effective, King Minos wouldn''t have ended up in his current plight.


    So, to save his life, what should he say now?


    Finally, as the arrowhead broke his skin and a stream of golden-red blood emerged, Luo En steeled his heart and closed his eyes with righteous indignation,


    "Kill me now, before anyone knows about this. If Athena asks, tell her it was Orion''s doing and you couldn''t stop him in time..."


    As the words left his mouth, Luo En didn''t look but clearly felt the bronze arrow at his throat, along with the hand holding it, tremble noticeably.

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    "Ding-dong~!"


    Accompanied by the quivering sound of metal hitting the ground, the taut body opposite him collapsed in defeat.


    "Forget it, she won''t be fooled so easily..."


    "Even if Athena is smart, she''ll just think there''s something fishy about my death. But without any evidence, she shouldn''t link it to this. Besides, Crete is currently at odds with Atlantis, she''s too busy dealing with Poseidon. Even if she suspects something, she might not dare to do anything to you."


    Luo En slowly opened his eyes, picked up the bronze arrow that had fallen by his side, and sincerely handed it over.


    "So, do you want to give it a try?"


    However, his hand was violently knocked aside by an irritated Artemis before it even reached halfway.


    "Hmph, am I the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity?!"


    The Goddess of the Hunt glared at Luo En across from her with wide, angry eyes.


    Are you not?


    The way you were acting just now, you clearly wanted to stab me to death!


    Luo En internally rolled his eyes at the thought, but kept a calm expression as he tossed the bronze arrow over his shoulder, forcing a contrite smile.


    "Sorry, I only wanted to help, but I ended up dragging you into this mess..."


    "What are you apologizing for? It was that bastard demigod of Poseidon who caused all this trouble, not you."


    Artemis retorted coldly, her gaze turning sour as she looked at the other victim involved in the incident.


    "I know who''s at fault here, and I''m not so petty as to take it out on you."


    Yes, yes, yes, you''re clear about who you resent, you''re morally superior! It''s my fault for assuming the worst of you, noble as you are!


    While secretly rolling his eyes again, Luo En''s glancing gaze shifted to the arrow lying behind him.


    And when he saw that bronze arrow, the one that nearly pierced his throat several feet away, his heart finally settled back into place, and a wave of relief washed over him, grateful he had survived the ordeal.


    That was close, nearly got seduced and then slaughtered by this crazy woman.


    Lucky I bet right!


    This really is the kind of mule that you need to stroke the right way, clearly responds better to soft tactics than hard ones.


    Luo En quietly observed Artemis''s gradually softening expression and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. His racing mind began to recall what he knew about the Goddess of the Hunt.


    She was a goddess of contradictory character, capable of both tender kindness and brutal vengeance.


    It was said that the queen of Thebes, Niobe, because she had given birth to seven sons and seven daughters, arrogantly mocked Leto for having only two children, Apollo and Artemis, even boasting her own father could dine with the gods and prevented the Thebans from worshiping Leto.


    Humiliated, Leto demanded that her son Apollo and daughter Artemis punish Niobe.


    In anger, Apollo and Artemis descended to the mortal world and killed Niobe''s seven sons and six daughters that she took so much pride in.


    When it came to Niobe''s youngest daughter, Artemis, feeling a twinge of mercy, stopped her hand and allowed Apollo to grant the child a long life.


    "Is it Zeus?"


    Upon hearing this name, Artemis''s body visibly trembled, and the conclusion was self-evident.


    Looking at the overreaction of the Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En suddenly recalled a legend.


    Among the nymph attendants of Artemis, there was a demigod named Callisto, daughter of King Lycaon, who had sworn to remain chaste since childhood.


    This mortal girl was unlike other nymphs, who loitered by streams all day, wandered through gardens, composing poetry, and dancing gracefully. She was always dressed for hunting, with a divine bow on her shoulder and a golden spear in her hand, following closely behind Artemis, chasing after wild beasts through the mountains and dense forests.


    Due to their common interests and passions, Callisto had won the favor of the Goddess of the Hunt, and the two were inseparable, like a pair of close twin sisters.


    However, one day, as Callisto was resting in the forest, she encountered the Divine King Zeus on a tour of the Mortal World. Upon seeing the beautiful Callisto, Zeus was stricken with desire, wanting to seduce the maiden and share her company.


    To achieve his goal, Zeus transformed into the likeness of Artemis to approach Callisto. Unaware of this deception, the delighted Callisto, seeing the goddess approaching, warmly welcomed her.


    It wasn''t until "Artemis" (Zeus) kissed her that she realized the person before her was not the goddess she had vowed to follow.


    But it was too late; her oath of chastity was defiled, and the divine authority of Artemis could no longer protect her safety.


    Thus, Callisto was forced into union with Zeus against her will and subsequently conceived a child.


    Not long after, Artemis discovered the secret and in a fit of rage, cast out the innocent Callisto...


    Let''s not discuss the rest of the story for now.


    But, "dressed for hunting, with a divine bow on the shoulder, and a golden spear in hand, ardently pursuing wild beasts in the mountains and dense forests..." These descriptions of Callisto''s attire and behavioral habits brought a strong sense of de?ja? vu to Luo En.


    Luo En looked towards the present, his gaze landing softly on the Goddess of the Hunt who sat with hands clasping her knees.


    Indeed, she was the very image of Artemis!


    And the reason Zeus targeted Callisto was probably more than just what it seemed.


    Perhaps, a substitute?


    Taking into account Artemis''s outraged response to expel Callisto, combined with his own understanding of the King of Olympus, the answers were self-evident.


    ��Zeus''s affection for his daughter Artemis wasn''t pure; it likely also contained an element of possession.


    And indeed, such incestuous behavior wasn''t unprecedented for the King of Olympus.


    The Queen of the Underworld Persephone, who subsequently gave birth to the God of Wine Dionysus in his previous life and the Goddess of Conspiracy Melinoe in two separate ordeals, serves as a living testament.


    Perhaps it was also for this reason that Artemis, having sensed this advance, swore an oath to Zeus, requesting that she become a virgin goddess, a guardian of chastity.


    Considering the attitudes of the mother Goddess Leto and the God of Light Apollo, along with the negative repercussions from sleeping with the Queen of the Underworld Persephone, Zeus agreed to his daughter Artemis''s plea to avoid having all three oppose him by siding with another faction.


    But all along, he never extinguished that covetous desire.


    The fate of the nymph Callisto serves as the best proof.


    And now, Artemis''s oath of chastity has also been broken...


    In that moment, contemplating all of this, Luo En couldn''t help but realize the gravity of the situation.

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    The sixth night.


    In a quiet inn within the City of Paphos, Cyprus Island.


    Artemis, with her silver hair and blue eyes, leaned by the window, her single hand propping up her cheek, and from time to time, she glanced outside through the partly concealed crack of the window lattice, almost with a longing look.


    As the crescent moon of the night sky climbed bit by bit to mid-heaven, the impatience in her eyes gradually intensified.


    Usually, at this time, he should have already returned. Why hasn''t he arrived yet this late?


    The Goddess of the Hunt grew somewhat restless, standing up from the chair and pacing back and forth inside the room, frowning more deeply with each step.


    Finally, after pacing dozens of rounds, the impatient Artemis could no longer endure and turned her head towards the tightly shut door.


    Just as she reached out to grasp the doorknob, the door creaked open, and a figure blending with the night slipped through the gap and into the room, narrowly avoiding a full embrace with Artemis, who was prepared to dash outside.


    However, as the flickering lamplight revealed the familiar face, the impatience and gloom on the Goddess of the Hunt''s face were swept away in an instant, her heart finally settling down to rest.


    "You''re back?"


    Artemis rushed forward, both her actions and tone revealing an obvious joy.


    Luo En nodded, then immediately closed the door, carefully checked the closures of the doors and windows, and set up several defensive and concealment spells before he finally spoke in a low voice to explain.


    "I got too close this time and was targeted by a few nymphs. Luckily, I reacted quickly and used the method you taught me to cover up my scent and divine presence. It was not until I had thrown them all off and taken a detour that I managed to come back."


    As he spoke, he handed over his coat.


    The Huntress naturally received it, thoroughly inspected it to confirm that there were no residual tracking scents and detection marks on this newly changed coat, before hanging it on the coat rack.


    Having smoothly completed these steps, Artemis then pulled Luo En over to the lamp-lit table, scrutinizing him carefully.


    "What about you? Are you okay?"


    "Don''t worry, running away is my specialty."


    Luo En smiled confidently, then opened up his Magic Circle Diagram and pulled out a lotus leaf-wrapped package, placing it on the table and tearing it open to release steaming heat.


    "Haven''t eaten yet, right? I saw a meat shop on the way, they make decent lamb chops. I brought some for you."


    Terrified, Myrrha ran away to save the child in her womb and her own life, and in a desperate moment, she sought help from the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite, and was subsequently turned into a myrrh tree.


    Her child was nurtured and grew within the tree and was born as the bark split open.


    This child, born with the taint of sin, was Prince Adonis.


    Seemingly inheriting his parents'' excellent genes, Adonis was exceedingly handsome from birth, and as he reached adulthood, he grew to a height of nine feet, with features as delicate and beautiful as flowers, making everything else in the world pale in comparison.


    Even this beauty drew the attention of Aphrodite of Olympus, the Goddess of Love and Beauty.


    In her desire to get close to and captivate this beautiful boy, Aphrodite learned of his passion for hunting and quietly left Mount Olympus to come to the forests of Cyprus Island, disguising herself as a huntress, keeping the young man company all day, and roaming with him through mountains and valleys.


    To such an extent she adored Adonis that the Goddess of Love herself followed the hunting dogs, exuberantly cheering, and chasing harmless animals, all to win the heart of the prince.


    Ultimately, her efforts paid off, and Aphrodite, with her beauty and charisma, wholly captured the affection of this handsome young man from Cyprus Island, and they spent a wonderful time together in the forests.


    Afterward, the Goddess of Love didn''t treat Adonis as she did her other lovers��used and then discarded��instead, she took time out now and then to come to Cyprus Island to have secret rendezvous with her lover.


    Even going so far as to secure for him the authority of the Spring Plant God, ensuring that this demigod ascended to become a deity, forever young.


    All this effort clearly showed how much the Goddess of Love cared for and liked her lover.


    "Tsk tsk, to give away divine powers just like that, she must truly be smitten. No wonder every time she leaves home, she deliberately lingers on Cyprus Island for a while��it turns out it''s to sneak in a tryst here."


    At this moment, Artemis, who had been quietly listening, suddenly understood, and her blue eyes shimmered with a hint of mockery as she shook her head and sighed.


    "Who would have thought this promiscuous woman could also have her moments of true feeling? And yet Ares and Hephaestus, fighting over her, have become two incompetent barking dogs, completely disgraceful."


    Luo En understood Artemis''s schadenfreude.


    After all, she had never gotten on well with Hera''s family and relished seeing them embarrassed.


    However, the Goddess of the Hunt soon realized something and looked puzzled across the room.


    "That said, even if we know these little secrets, what use are they for what we have to do next?"


    Luo En smiled faintly, his gaze deep as he looked out the window toward Cyprus Island.


    "Of course they''re useful, don''t you think the prince is a perfect entry point?"

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    Artemis was no fool.


    With just a little guidance from Luo En, the Goddess of the Hunt soon understood his intent.


    "Are you saying? Use Adonis to lure that woman away?"


    "Exactly!"


    Luo En nodded, spreading out a few terrain sketches on the table, and began to elaborate on the plan he had devised over the past two days.


    "First of all, from my observations, Adonis is a dedicated hunting enthusiast and his relationship with the King of Cyprus is not good, so he goes hunting outside the city every day to clear his mind.


    Secondly, perhaps as some sort of psychological compensation, every time Aphrodite seeks to seduce Adonis, she bathes in the Sacred Pool, which can restore her purity, to signify giving her entire body and soul to her lover.


    And there is a distance between Adonis''s usual hunting spot and the Sacred Pool that Aphrodite regularly visits.


    So, what do you think she will do if, when Aphrodite and The Three Graces are activating the Sacred Pool, Adonis just happens to encounter a life-threatening danger?"


    In an instant, Artemis''s eyes brightened, and she blurted out the answer.


    "She would immediately abandon her bath and rush back to save her little lover!"


    "Right, that''s your chance!"


    Luo En nodded approvingly, speaking in a grave tone.


    "As long as we lurk near the Sacred Pool in advance and wait for Aphrodite and The Three Graces to open it, then, when they are distracted, I will take the place of the God of Love and enter the Sacred Pool to complete the ritual, and our goal will be achieved!"


    Perfect!


    Artemis was thrilled to hear this highly feasible plan.


    However, she quickly realized the key issue and cast a deep look at the man across from her.


    "So, you''re going to make a move on Adonis?"


    Indeed, the idea was beautiful, and the plan''s feasibility was high.


    But the premise required someone to act against Adonis at the right moment to divert Aphrodite and The Three Graces.


    And with only two people involved, Artemis needed to hide near the Sacred Pool and wait for the right time, meaning the most dangerous part of the plan naturally fell onto Luo En himself.


    To this, Luo En nodded decisively, without any evasion, and seriously instructed.


    "Right, when the time comes, we''ll contact each other with spells, and you must send me a signal immediately."


    "No, that''s too dangerous!"


    With the opportunity so close, Artemis instinctively shook her head in objection.


    Luo En confidently patted his chest, reassuring her with a calm smile.


    "Don''t worry, Adonis is all show and no substance, and his authority as the god of vegetation in spring is not innate. He can''t utilize a deity''s combat power. Besides, due to his poor relationship with the King of Cyprus, he doesn''t have many followers with him, mostly ordinary soldiers from the palace. I should be able to deal with them."


    "And what about Aphrodite and The Three Graces?"


    Artemis looked at the man before her, voicing the critical question.


    As a woman, she knew all too well that sometimes her own sex, when enraged, can be even more fearsome than the opposite sex.


    If Aphrodite knew someone had attacked her lover, she would likely retaliate without holding back.


    Eventually, it took the united efforts of the heroes from Greece''s city-states, summoned by Prince Meleager of Calydon, to hunt down the monster and kill it.


    Moreover, this was after Prince Meleager had prayed to the goddess Artemis for permission before setting out.


    From this, one can see just how formidable this creature''s combat power was.


    If I were to wear this thing, my War God divinity combined with Artemis''s Hunting God divinity might just enable me to pin down that pretty boy Adonis and beat him on the ground.


    Additionally, if my memory serves me right��


    ��His end was, in fact, being gored to death by a magic boar.


    They say that a specific counter can be greater than even the heavens, a special attack can bring down even the gods.


    Tsk tsk, Artemis pulling out this trick is indeed very apt.


    Thinking this, Luo En reached out to take the magic boar''s hide into his hands.


    However, Artemis held his wrist with a serious expression, earnestly warning,


    "Once you put it on, although you will gain its strength, your mind will also gradually be influenced by the ferocity of this magic beast. And if you use it for more than three hours, you might never change back to human form. Therefore, you must find me before that happens to help you detach from this hide!"


    Hearing Artemis''s warning, Luo En wasn''t surprised at all as he nodded inwardly.


    Such stringent conditions were normal; after all, the more powerful something or an item is, the stricter the limitations that come with it.


    Seeing the emergence of a bit of sternness and seriousness on the face across from him, Artemis hummed in satisfaction.


    "Of course, if you want to refuse..."


    But as Artemis paused, the magic boar''s hide was swiftly snatched away.


    Without the slightest hesitation, without a trace of wavering.


    "Three hours, right? I''ve got it. Come meet me according to the plan later, and I''ll wait for your rescue. Just make sure you''re not late."


    In a lighthearted voice, Luo En skillfully stuffed the magic boar''s hide into his opened Magic Circle Diagram.


    The Goddess of the Hunt, looking at her empty hands, was stunned for a good while before she regained her senses, glaring hatefully at the smiling face in front of her, her chest heaving with frustration, feeling somewhat frantic inside.


    Idiot! I meant for you to reconsider seriously! Not to make a choice right away!


    "Trust me, if we strictly follow the plan, everything will go smoothly."


    In her ear, a deep voice resounded, carrying a reassuring Magic Power.


    In the end, Artemis bit her lip and merely gave the man before her, with his confident and lofty air, a serious look, nodding her proud head.


    "Mhm..."


    Outside the window, the waxing moon hung high in the sky, its bright silver light pouring through the window and casting on the two figures in the bedroom, illuminating the intertwining silhouettes.


    As the main event came to an end, and night grew deeper, the two figures, engulfed by silence, spontaneously cast meaningful glances at each other.


    "Tonight?"


    "The last time!"


    Artemis, licking her moist lips, swore earnestly.


    After a moment, the lights were extinguished, and the familiar rustling sounds echoed once more in the darkness.

 Chapter 141: Chapter 108: Artemis, You Also Smell So Good (6k)

    Early morning, in the City of Paphos on Cyprus Island.


    Brilliant sunlight pierced through the carved windows, illuminating the inside of the room, scattering across torn garments and disarray sprawled all the way to the big bed made of fragrant wood.


    With the shifting light and shadow, a graceful figure beneath the gauzy canopy yawned lazily, awakening leisurely as she stretched her jade arms and lifted the silk velvet quilt that barely concealed the glow of spring, revealing an ivory, flawless, perfect form.


    The remaining traces of red marks on her snow-white skin did not detract from the beauty of her stunning body; instead, they highlighted the mature charm of a figure nourished by love''s aftermath.


    Aphrodite, on the bed, let out a long yawn, her descending arm covering the abundance of her body as she rubbed a few tooth marks etched into her skin, with her enchanting eyes casting a reproachful glance outside the canopy.


    This adversary...


    However, as she caught sight of her little lover in front of the dressing mirror already dressed in a brand-new hunting outfit, the Goddess of Love immediately cast aside her morning laziness, quickly got out of bed, and took the handsome prince by the hand with a soft plea.


    "Adonis, my beloved, listen to me, please don''t go challenging those fierce beasts in the forest, okay? I''m really worried that the lion''s claws and the wolf''s sharp teeth will hurt you..."


    The handsome prince turned around upon hearing this, grasped his lover''s hand, and flashed a confident smile.


    "Don''t worry, they can''t hurt me. What game would you like? I''ll hunt it for you today!"


    "I don''t want anything, just that you stop risking yourself on adventures. Do you know I get nervous every time you leave? Please promise me, no more dangerous feats, okay?"


    Aphrodite shook her head, holding her chest, pouring out her worries to her lover with eyes brimming with heartfelt sorrow.


    Yet, Adonis simply smiled noncommittally with a laugh, released his lover''s hand, slung his war bow across his shoulder, and stood up to walk toward the door.


    Although unsure of what her young lover thought, there was no doubt that the love she gave him surpassed that given to anyone else.


    The Goddess of Love, with her refined makeup, smiled contentedly at her own reflection in the mirror, then as always, draped herself in light gossamer and stepped out of her room, summoning her chariot and her three Lesser Deities to prepare for tonight''s madness at her Sacred Pool.


    Upon their mistress''s call, a pair of pure white swans descended, pulling the golden chariot.


    Aglaea, the Radiant Goddess of The Three Graces, with Euphrosyne and Thalia, the spirits of encouragement and mirth respectively, in their elegant and flowing gowns and translucent wings woven with Divine Power at their back, took the chariot''s reins while the other two attended on either side, driving towards the shallow bay on the outskirts of the City of Paphos, like a beautiful comet streaking across the sky.


    In the bustling streets of the city, a figure blending in with the crowd glanced up at the comet, then, seeing as usual the handsome young man riding his warhorse at the head of a team rushing towards the hunting grounds outside the city, immediately pulled up their hood and stealthily followed.


    Meanwhile, in the wilderness far beyond the city, a blue-eyed female hunter with silver hair felt a faint resonance from the Hermes Script on the back of her hand, immediately spread out the topographical map, and comparing it with the swan chariot''s trajectory, she strode forward.


    Soon after, a stream of light touched the ground.


    Aphrodite stepped down from her swan chariot, crossed the forest path, and arrived in front of a white marble pool, beckoning the pure sea waters from the shallow bay outside Paphos, to fill the pool.


    Paphos in Cyprus was her Origin, for she was born from the foam of its nearby sea.


    Thus, this place was not only her sanctuary but also contained her Authority.


    The blessed sea water would wash away all her past anxieties, weariness, and signs of aging, allowing her to return to the youthful and radiant purity of her maidenhood.


    In Knossos, Nafplion, there was a similar sacred spring with like effects, although it could only be used for a short period in spring.


    That was a gift from Aphrodite to her mother-in-law, Hera, and it contained the Divinity of the Goddess of Love that could captivate men.

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    Therefore, at the beginning of every spring, Hera would undergo a baptism ritual to renew her chastity, in order to maintain the eternal bond of marriage with Zeus. During this time, Zeus would love only Hera, forsaking all other dalliances.


    It was this very gesture and the favoritism in her heart that allowed the queen of the heavens to turn a blind eye to the tangled affairs between her, Hephaestus, and Ares.


    The queen who governed marriage was vexed by her husband''s unfaithfulness.


    The Goddess of Love who yearned for affection lacked a romance of her own.


    Perchance there was no greater irony in the world than this.


    Aphrodite sneered and shook her head, then looked at her reflection in the Sacred Pool, blooming like a peach blossom, and couldn''t help but show a satisfied smile.


    However, she was happier than that woman now.


    At this moment, The Three Graces, who had arranged the chariot, stepped forward, sprinkling spices and petals into the Sacred Pool, chanting divine words, and activating the power of the pool to restore chastity.


    While waiting, Aphrodite suddenly furrowed her Dai Mei brows, covering her chest with her hand as her heart began to beat wildly for some unknown reason, and unprecedented panic and unease swirled and rose within her.


    ��It seemed as if something terrible was about to happen!


    Meanwhile, in the distant woods outside The City of Paphos.


    The handsome Prince Adonis was chasing an injured long-horned deer with his attendants.


    Seeing the beautiful prey driven into an open field with no escape, the handsome Prince on horseback immediately got excited, drew his bow, and aimed at the deer''s eyes.


    Good, he intended to gift the unblemished deer hide to his beloved.


    However, just as the Prince was about to release the fully drawn bowstring, the horse beneath him made a dull thud, neighed miserably, and flew backwards at high speed, followed by the crisp sound of shattering bones.


    Instantly, Adonis was thrown a long distance, crashing into the bushes nearby.


    At their master''s command, four hunting dogs growled and sprang from the bushes, circling to the flank and snapping at the target.


    Well done!


    Seeing his hunting dogs block the wild boar''s escape route, Adonis, excited, drew his bow and prepared to deliver a fatal blow to the beast.


    "Thump thump thump!"


    However, accompanying the series of muffled sounds that set one''s teeth on edge, his carefully raised hunting dogs were heavily injured.


    Two had their heads trampled into mush, blood and brain matter painting the ground, their limbs twitching in the throes of death; another hang limp on the tusks, like dried meat swinging pitifully; the last one, benefiting from the sacrifice of its companions, had successfully leaped onto the boar and bit down fiercely.


    Yet, no matter how it clawed and gnawed, it could not leave a wound on the boar; in fact, it was the dog that was injured by the needle-like bristles all around, bleeding profusely.


    Meanwhile, the obstructed demonic pig stopped in its tracks, and a viscous crimson glow burst forth from within.


    "Bang!"


    In an instant, the dog still biting on the boar''s back was burst into a mist of blood and flesh as if crushed by an invisible hand.


    Seeing such a brutally bloody scene from a distance, Adonis shook, his pupils contracting.


    This was not a wild boar, but a demon pig coursing with Divine Blood!


    Watching the beast shaking off the dog''s corpse from its tusks and turning its mountainous body, a pair of blood-red eyes menacingly gazed at him.


    Prince Adonis felt a chill crawl up his spine, instinctively releasing the bowstring and shooting the poised arrow.


    Because of his love for hunting, his archery skills were quite refined, so even an instinctual shot managed to hit the target with ease.


    However, before Prince Adonis could rejoice, the divine force-imbued bronze arrow was surprisingly deflected by the boar''s bristles, and fell to the ground, powerless.

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    How could this be?


    Prince Adonis looked on in disbelief, astounded by the arrow lodged in the Magic Beast''s body.


    That just now...


    As if to answer the prince''s confusion, the Magic Beast shook its mane, effortlessly ejecting the arrow that had been embedded an inch deep into its flesh, along with the deformed arrowhead, which clinked as it fell to the ground.


    It did it on purpose!


    As this thought surfaced in his mind, Adonis involuntarily inhaled sharply, feeling a sense of foreboding. He immediately tightened the reins, attempting to turn the horse around to put some distance between himself and this ominous Magic Beast.


    But as he reacted, the Magic Beast was already moving its limbs, charging towards him like the wind.


    We''re in trouble!


    Watching the mountain-like monster charging towards him, Adonis felt his scalp tingle and immediately drew his long sword, holding it before him as Divine Power surged wildly within him.


    Crack!


    However, in just a moment of contact, the overwhelming and ferocious power burst forth like an avalanche, shattering his bronze long sword that was enveloped in Divine Power.


    Not only that, but Prince Adonis''s arm had also dislocated due to the inability to bear the brute recoil.


    The warhorse beneath him, smelling the intense scent of a high-end predator, could not help but step back in fright, causing Adonis to lose his grip on the reins and his body to lean backward.


    In that instant, the Magic Beast, like a seasoned swordsman, seized the opportunity. Its two saber-like fangs pierced into the horse''s belly, lifting the mount that was too late to escape and then slamming it heavily to the ground.


    Caught off guard, Adonis was crushed beneath the horse, thrown into complete disarray, and spat out a mouthful of golden blood that splattered across the bushes.


    As the handsome prince felt confused, a beautiful figure leaped down from the Swan Chariot, barefoot across the ground full of divinely infused vines, leaving behind traces of blood from thorn wounds, and rushed to his side in a panic, embracing his head into her bosom and asking anxiously.


    "Adonis, my beloved, are you alright? Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Let me see quickly!"


    Aphrodite repeatedly checked her lover in her arms, feeling a wave of fear.


    Fortunately, when she had granted Adonis the Plant Authority of Spring, she had also, just in case, added a drop of her Divine Blood, enabling her to monitor his condition at all times through her senses, preventing her hero-aspiring lover from encountering any accidents.


    And she was right to worry.


    Her beloved almost died in her arms.


    The Three Graces, who accompanied her, seeing the situation, tactfully chose not to disturb their mistress as she comforted her lover, instead opting to follow the traces and scents left at the scene and to pursue the perpetrator of this heinous act.


    After worrying for a while and confirming that her lover was still alive, Aphrodite finally began to calm down somewhat.


    But seeing Adonis with multiple fractures all over his body, her heart ached, and she grew angry.


    "Who? Who did this!"


    Logically, even if there were Magic Beasts in the forest, they shouldn''t be able to cause such severe injury to a deity.


    Similarly, Adonis also realized the anomaly, furrowing his brow in confusion.


    "It was a Magic Beast, covered in a strange red glow, like blood..."


    A red glow? A glow like blood?


    Aphrodite pondered briefly, and suddenly, as if realizing something, her stunning face turned ashen.


    Not long after, The Three Graces returned from their pursuit empty-handed, their faces flushed with embarrassment as they reported back to their mistress.

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    "We were about to catch up when that thing jumped into the water and disappeared,"


    "Didn''t you go after it?" Aphrodite was somewhat displeased.


    "We did, but there seems to be an underground river connected there, with water channels stretching in all directions; we had no idea where it could flow to,"


    The Three Graces explained gravely, and then added with a strange look on their faces.


    "That pig, it not only swims, but it seems it can even dive..."


    Aphrodite raised her eyebrows, a chilly smile emerging on her stunning face.


    "Pigs can''t dive, but some things can!"


    The Graces looked at each other, seemingly having realized something, and then tentatively sought confirmation from their mistress.


    "Are you saying..."


    Without directly answering, Aphrodite gently picked up the wounded Adonis onto the Swan Chariot, and signalled to her attendants to take him away, then lifted her head and looked towards the distant sacred mountain in the clouds, the grinding of her silver teeth producing a gritty sound.


    "Let''s go, back to Olympus with me!"


    Seeing their mistress''s gloomy face, the Three Graces couldn''t help feeling a shiver in their hearts.


    This time, she was probably truly enraged.


    Now, he could only pray that everything went smoothly for Artemis, that he could catch up and meet the Goddess of the Hunt in time.


    As such thoughts raced through his mind, Luo En hurried towards the coast where the crossing boat lay hidden.


    With each passing second, the vicious beast''s eyes were gradually filled with bloodred streaks.


    Finally, as Luo En could scarcely distinguish whether he was human or a Magic Beast, the shimmering shallows came into view.


    And there on the pristine white sand, a tall and athletic huntress was pacing back and forth.


    As he drew nearer, the beautiful young girl''s face brightened with a relieved smile, and she opened her arms, rushing forward swiftly.


    Luo En took a deep breath, unable to help but hasten his pace.


    Because she smelled so good...


    The robust Magic Pig burst out of the dense forest like a heavy tank, the scarlet bloodlust rising like blazing flames, and its sharp fangs gleaming with a chilling light.


    Watching the figure accelerating towards her, the huntress on the sand beamed with a radiant smile, her arms spread wide; one arm then dropped, while the other was raised high.


    Then...


    "Bang!"


    An enormous boom echoed across the beach, and the mountainous beast fell thunderously to the ground, a huge swelling blister emanating steam quickly rising on the Magic Pig''s head.

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    Olympus, a golden stream of light hit the ground, and the furious cursing echoed above the square.


    "Ares, get out here~!"


    The chief deities who were discussing matters in the Great Temple couldn''t help but look outside following the sound, only to see Aphrodite, the God of Love with a murderous face, storming into the War God''s temple. She dragged Ares, her former lover, out and scratched and clawed at his still handsome face, crying and cursing.


    "How dare you lay a finger on my beloved Adonis! You bloodthirsty brute!"


    "What are you talking about? It wasn''t me, I didn''t!"


    As he watched his lover''s tearful appearance, a bewildered Ares instinctively opened his mouth to defend himself, trying to dissociate himself from the incident that had enraged Aphrodite.


    "Wait, Adonis? Your beloved?"


    However, his slow-reacting nerves finally caught up, and he glared at the crying Aphrodite, bursting with rage.


    "How dare you keep a new boy toy behind my back!"


    "So what if I did? He and I are truly in love!"


    Aphrodite stood tall, fearlessly meeting the furious gaze of the War God, her look one of disdain.


    "You''re no match for me; am I not allowed to find true love elsewhere?"


    "...!"


    In an instant, Ares, intermittently weak, was struck where it hurt most. His face turned crimson with anger, and in his rage, he raised his right hand high.


    "What, you want to hit me? Go ahead, do you dare?"


    Aphrodite gave Ares a sidelong glance and sneered arrogantly.


    "Lay a hand on me, and you can forget about ever being in my bed again!"


    "..."


    Ridiculed and threatened, Ares was trembling with anger, but that raised right hand, facing the delicate face in front of him, just could not come down no matter what.


    He still couldn''t bear to give up this tender harbor.


    In the end, Ares furiously let his arm drop, his face filled with deep-seated fury as he issued a helpless roar.


    "Adonis, huh! I will chop up that bastard sooner or later!"


    "Cut the nonsense, haven''t you just done that? If I hadn''t arrived in time, my beloved Adonis would have fallen victim to your cruelty!"


    As the God of Love angrily accused Ares, the recollection of that dangerous moment caused her to clutch her heaving chest with fear, her eyes filled with worry for her lover.


    Ares, overcome with jealousy, felt his blood rush to his head as an intense red glow enveloped him, and he drew the Sword of the War God in an uncontrollable fury, cursing angrily.


    "Yes, I did it, so what? That bastard is still alive? Perfect! Where is he hiding? I''ll go down and slaughter him myself!"


    Hearing the perpetrator''s own confession, and his insistence on committing further violence, Aphrodite, enraged, fearlessly rushed forward to tangle with Ares.


    "I knew it; it was you who did it, you bastard! I''ll fight you!"


    "Arrgh... you... I will kill that pretty boy!"


    The War God, his face swiftly marked with fresh scratches, avoided his lover''s flailing nails while furiously vowing how he would deal with his fair-faced rival.


    For instance, castrate him, grind him into mincemeat, or have him trampled into pulp by warhorses...


    And there was letting him be gored to death by a wild boar...


    Hearing these words, Aphrodite was even more certain of the real culprit and furiously lashed out at her former lover.


    While the tangle between the two chief gods was still unresolved, from the temple of fire and forging came an explosive sound and thick smoke billowed upwards.


    At the same time, Hephaestus, his eyes bloodshot, hobbled out, heading straight for the couple with a large forge hammer in hand.


    "Actually, I got something else from Aphrodite''s Sacred Pool..."


    "Hm?"


    "I secretly absorbed and solidified the Power of the God of Love in my body..."


    "What do you mean?"


    Under Luo En''s confused gaze, the Goddess of the Hunt no longer concealed her intent, her eyes shimmering as she lowered her voice to explain.


    "It means, I can use that Power of the God of Love to rejuvenate my body, regaining my purity."


    Instantly, Luo En''s eyes brightened, eager anticipation sparkling within them.


    "But it can only be used once every full moon..."


    At this, Luo En''s emotions surged, and the excitement on his face immediately collapsed.


    Alright, what''s cleansed today stays cleansed today, and one portion''s power refreshes just for one day.


    That''s more like it. Otherwise, wouldn''t the Power of the God of Love be too overpowered?


    Luo En comforted himself while earnestly asking.


    "There''re no traces left, right?"


    "Yes, as you taught me, I left some doe footprints nearby."


    Artemis raised her head and replied truthfully.


    That''s good.


    Luo En nodded, his last bit of worry also evaporating.


    Then he stretched his sore limbs and with what strength he could muster, pointed towards the cabin.


    "Tonight you sleep inside, and I''ll stand watch outside..."


    Artemis nodded subconsciously but had taken only a few steps forward before turning to look back at Luo En, hesitantly speaking again.


    "If you really want to..."


    "No, it''s too risky."


    Luo En rolled his eyes at this "virgin goddess" who, in some respects, was even more proactive than he, and reminded her irritably.


    "If we mess around now, what will we do for the next thirty days?"


    "..."


    "For the sake of your safety, we should at least wait till the next full moon night..."


    "But..."


    Artemis seemed torn. She didn''t want to plunge both of them into danger, yet she didn''t want to disappoint the man who had just risked his life for her.


    The more he showed concern, the more she couldn''t bear it.


    Realizing the turmoil in the goddess''s heart, Luo En spoke as if casually.


    "Actually, if you really want to do it, it''s not impossible. We have other options..."


    Huh?


    At the sound, Artemis looked up, puzzled.


    Luo En gazed deeply at the lovely face under the moonlight, the lush lips, and the shapely posterior as his Adam''s apple bobbed.

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    The sea''s azure waves undulated, and a small boat sped along with the wind.


    The newborn sunlight pierced into the cabin, waking Luo En from his slumber, who, feeling something, bowed his head to look towards the bulging, wriggling blanket, unintentionally drawing in the cold morning air that filled the cabin.


    Hiss~!


    With a deep inhale, a lovely visage buried under the blanket emerged, tilting upward as it gracefully moved its throat in a swallowing motion, then twirled its pink tongue to erase the marks left on its lips, finally breaking into a faint smile on that sublime face.


    "Awake?"


    "No need for such greetings this early in the morning, right?"


    Luo En nodded, his gaze towards the Goddess of the Hunt in his arms revealing a hint of helplessness.


    Artemis blinked her bright eyes, smiling nonchalantly, "You like it this way, don''t you?"


    As she spoke, that gorgeous face slightly lowered once more, blending innocence and allure, sacredness and insanity, emanating the unique charisma of the moon goddess.


    "Let''s rest for now; we''re almost there."


    Luo En quickly pressed down Artemis''s drooping shoulder, reminding her with helplessness.


    Upon hearing the advice and seeing the brightly lit sky outside the window, Artemis sullenly conceded and got out from under the blanket.


    Recalling the ludicrous past three days and nights of the return journey, as well as the various thrills from continuous attempts and bold breakthroughs, the fanciful thoughts Luo En had just suppressed began to surge again.


    But soon, he shook his head, forcibly scattering all unwarranted thoughts.


    The wildness and conflict brought by drinking, providing courage and bloodiness, matched well with War God Ares''s war divinity��a great-grandfather worth getting closer to;


    Wine is the medium of desire, after wooing The Three Graces from the God of Love Aphrodite''s side, perhaps more wool could be fleeced;


    Wine was also regarded as a type of medicament, so maybe a bit of Medicine God Apollo''s medicinal authority could be shared? It just so happened that his son, the future god of medicine, didn''t get along with him, making him a prime candidate to be persuaded to join as a lesser deity...


    Gradually, the more Luo En thought about it, the wider his thoughts became, and he realized that these relatives seemed like untapped treasures waiting to be exploited once he ascended to godhood.


    Indeed, in the Age of Greek Gods, to rise in rank, striking old comrades and plundering the coins of forebears was the most reliable path.


    Mm, an excellent family tradition not to be missed!


    Luo En nodded excitedly to himself while using his reason to rein in the fervent ambition that wished to plunder all his family''s wealth in one go.


    Although the idea was good, one must eat bit by bit, and walk step by step.


    So, the most pressing matter right now was to properly complete the steps to godhood on Crete Island.


    After going over his plans, Luo En stood up from the cabin and walked leisurely onto the deck.


    Artemis, who had come out before him, was now rinsing her mouth with a water skin filled with fruit liquor at the side of the rail.


    Luo En watched the Goddess of the Hunt''s furrowed brow, his gaze slightly shifting.


    Many techniques he taught were likely top-notch experiences for males.


    But for the other half, they probably weren''t as pleasant.


    The reason Artemis had done all of it, and done it exceptionally well, was merely to please him, the person who had led her out of predicament.


    ```

 Chapter 147: Chapter 110: Whats Wrong with Warriors Liking Big European Style? (4.7k)_2

    Unlike Athena''s self-restraint and elegance, Hestia''s simplicity and naivety, Artemis''s emotions were passionate and wild.


    Even though she had sworn an oath of chastity to Zeus, it wasn''t that she didn''t yearn for love; it was just a way to protect herself.


    Once someone broke through this barrier and entered her heart,


    then the years of passion she had accumulated as the Goddess of the Hunt would be released without reservation.


    On this journey, Luo En had already enjoyed that fiery passion more than once,


    but the problem was, what to do next?


    The love of a goddess can be very heavy...


    In a daze, Luo En seemed to already vaguely see the terrifying scene of the hunting goddess sharpening her kindling knife under the moonlight, waiting at his doorstep.


    "Have you considered becoming my lesser deity?"


    Unaware, the ship had already docked, and the sudden question caught the distracted Luo En by surprise.


    Seeing Luo En''s startled reaction, Artemis at the shore instantly went from hopeful to disappointed, her expression turning sour.


    "No good?"


    As gloom seemed to gather on the face of the Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En hurried to explain.


    "Well, I can''t leave Crete Island just yet..."


    "Is it because of Athena?"


    "...?"


    In an instant, a huge question mark popped up in Luo En''s mind.


    "She wants to keep you too? To make you her lesser deity?"


    "...!"


    He seemed to have inadvertently framed Athena.


    "She''s gone now; how much longer do you intend to pine for her?"


    Just as Luo En was looking up into the distance, a teasing mockery came from behind the dense forest.


    In an instant, the already guilty Luo En shuddered, fine beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead as he instinctively turned around to explain.


    "Bang!"


    However, before he could speak, a powerful impact struck his chest, accompanied by a bone-shaking quiver, knocking him to the ground with force.


    Taken by surprise, Luo En saw only darkness as he was slammed onto the beach in a sprawl, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.


    Struggling to open his eyelids, he saw a hint of purple hair hanging over his chest. First, the victim heaved a sigh of relief, then gave the culprit of the collision a reproachful look.


    "Are you trying to kill me, Anna..."


    At this moment, the 1.4-meter-tall girl who used to follow him around seeking food and drink had shot up to over 1.7 meters, her beautiful purple hair draping over her shoulders and chest, accentuating her delicate collarbones and curvaceous contours.


    And in her eyes, the youthful naivety had been replaced by a mature charm. The potent and pure divinity of the snake exuded a mystique, coldness, and allure that unwittingly drew one into its seduction, prompting a voluntary stretch of the neck, eager for the blade.


    This was Little Medusa after absorbing a great deal of Keto''s divinity and entering adulthood.


    "Sorry, sorry, I was just so happy to see you back."


    The Medusa who had knocked down Luo En quickly sat up and explained with some embarrassment, her aloof voice not quite containing the shyness inherent from the past.


    But seeing the sky obscured and the face that was astonishingly beautiful before him, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, his voice coming out hoarse.


    "Maybe you could get up first and let me catch my breath..."


    While speaking, Luo En''s gaze landed on the round thighs clamped around his waist, and the firm buttocks pressing against his abdomen continued to impart their surprising elasticity.


    Legend had it that Medusa possessed a beauty that could rival Athena''s.


    Furthermore, as the embodiment of the snake''s divinity, she had not only a terrifying venom but also an inherent charm that could captivate hearts.

 Chapter 148: Chapter 110: Whats Wrong with Warriors Liking Big European Style? (4.7k)_3

    After tasting the delicious marrow for a while, Luo En couldn''t stand this kind of torture anymore.


    "You don''t like it?"


    Seeing someone''s agonizing look, a wave of disappointment suddenly washed over Medusa''s beautiful face as she mumbled under her breath.


    "My sisters lied to me again..."


    In the meantime, Medusa got up from Luo En''s body, and the rich Gorgon divinity retracted back into her.


    Suddenly, the tall, leggy, voluptuously shaped beauty began to shrink drastically, reverting back to a four-foot-nine loli figure, returning to the familiar form once known.


    Luo En watched this earth-shattering transformation with a sense of inexplicable loss.


    Gone, long legs, 36D, cold beauty, all gone...


    At the same time, a pretentious conversation came from the dense forest ahead.


    "Hey hey, Luo En, my dear, do you like my new look?"


    "Don''t like it, too tall, too ugly."


    "Hate it, how about now?"


    "That''s better, small, fragrant, soft, still so cute..."


    Under the shade of trees, Stheno and Euryale, like twin sisters, walked towards each other with entwined fingers, as if gazing deeply into each other''s eyes in a mirror, their lips just inches apart, emitting heartfelt praises and simulated sounds of passionate kissing.


    "You''re truly beautiful, mwah!"


    "So are you, mwah!"


    Hearing such unconventional, deluded nonsense, Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but retort.


    At this point, Luo En, having had enough, turned around, took a deep breath, and erupted with astonishing fighting spirit for the sake of countless fellow men''s freedom of taste.


    "Shut up, you two ironing boards with no chests and no butts!"


    "Both of you together aren''t even as tall as three loaves of bread, what do you know about aesthetics?"


    "At least the horizon has some undulations; your flatlands can''t even hide a fly!"


    The barrage of sharp mockery left the Gorgon Sisters, who were usually only capable of baring their teeth at the family dog, completely dumbfounded.


    They had always been the center of attention, with the charm of their Gorgon divinity leading countless bystanders to fall over themselves in admiration. They had never been humiliated like this before.


    "Excuse me, don''t block the way."


    Luo En, holding Medusa beside him, deliberately walked between the stunned Stheno and Euryale, then paused deliberately, turned back with a pitiful look in his eyes, and offered heartfelt advice.


    "Take my advice, you malnourished bean sprouts, better not to go out at night, lest someone bumps into you, thinks they hit a steel plate, and goes home. Just wash up and go to sleep early."


    Finally, after a series of mental attacks and verbal insults, the two Medusas, who were vaguely realizing something, were so angry they trembled, their faces went red with rage, and they rushed forward, arms flailing and teeth grinding.


    "Don''t think you can run!"


    "Beat him up!"


    Luo En turned around and smiled slightly, cupped his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice, and shouted for help towards Knossos City.


    "Heiya, there''s a snake assaulting people, are you going to do something about it?!"


    Instantly, the furious Stheno and Euryale froze in place, their faces turning pale as they saw a black-haired goddess approaching them with a whip in stride.

 Chapter 149: Chapter 111: How to Watch? Watch While Kneeling!

    In Knossos City, Hestia and Medusa each clung to one of Luo En''s arms as the trio walked along, laughing and talking about their recent experiences and the changes around them.


    Meanwhile, the two formerly haughty criminal serpents ahead hung their heads low, wiping tears from their eyes and sucking in cold air. Under the dread might of the Goddess of the Hearth behind them, they supported each other, limping towards the door of their home.


    As soon as everyone crossed the threshold, the door behind them closed automatically with the flow of air, and a gentle inquiry reached their ears,


    "Back already?"


    At the same time, a bright hearth fire ignited within the home, and a silver-haired, purple-eyed goddess sat elegantly in the living room, her smile warm and radiant.


    "It seems you all had a great time..."


    The gaze as brilliant as stars swept over everyone; Stheno and Euryale, at the front, felt an inexplicable tingling in their scalps. Carefully shifting their feet, following their serpent-like instincts, they receded into a dark little corner.


    Hestia, Medusa, and Luo En behind also gave a shudder, subconsciously releasing each other''s intimately linked arms.


    Sensing the subtle change in atmosphere, Luo En braced himself and approached Athena in the living room, squeezing out a smile on his face.


    "Is the Olympus matter settled?"


    "Fortunately, Poseidon relented for some reason, so it''s temporarily concluded," Athena replied softly with a smile, then stopped delving into that subject. Instead, she flipped through a crumpled note on the table with interest.


    Recognizing the familiar handwriting, Luo En''s eyelid twitched.


    This was the very note he had entrusted to the Golden Hound for Hestia before he and Artemis set out to sea.


    The simple and gullible homebody beside him might be easily bamboozled, but getting past Athena was a different story.


    It was possible that the Goddess of Wisdom with a mind full of tricks would detect some clue or another.


    At that thought, Luo En broke out in a fine sweat on his forehead.


    The living room fell into deathly silence once more, the eerie quiet spreading, like an invisible swamp pulling everyone down.


    Eventually, it was uncertain whether the prolonged silence lasted a second or a year.


    Athena set aside the note, which she had inspected inside and out about seventeen or eighteen times, and lifted her smile-brimming face. She seemed casually to initiate conversation.


    "Looks like you got along quite well with Artemis during this time."


    "Wasn''t that your advice? For safety''s sake, you had me stick by her side..."


    Luo En with eyes on his nose and nose on his heart, recited in a flat tone, trying to appear as if he was merely following orders, unwilling to take any blame.


    Athena chuckled, lowering her arm, and caressed the head of a dog peeking out from under the table with her long, crystal-clear fingers.


    "So in the end, even without bringing along this Golden Hound, she would have protected you? Hmm, seems like you''ve done a splendid job."


    "...!"


    Luo En grasped the implication and felt more beads of sweat form on his forehead, muttering inwardly.


    Their voices faded away, Luo En looked at the four figures neatly entering the backyard then at the empty surroundings, sinking into deep thought.


    ��Somehow, something doesn''t seem right?


    Moments later, Luo En stiffly lifted his head, his gaze passing through the unobstructed living room to meet the gentile smile from the eerily approaching Athena.


    The shield I just claimed was gone.


    And by the way, my backup reserve armor was gone as well...


    At this precise moment, Luo En realized something was terribly wrong as he looked at the deserted living room and the Goddess of Wisdom walking towards him, and he couldn''t help but swallow hard.


    This is a high-level game!


    Fortunately, Athena didn''t dwell too much on the closeness between him and Artemis but instead smiled and stepped forward, posing another question.


    "I heard that auntie already taught you the path to godhood?"


    At that moment, Luo En''s face darkened, instantly realizing why Hestia had run off so quickly.


    After all this time, that woman''s loose lips had inadvertently sold him out.


    Carefully glancing at Athena''s expression to make sure it was as usual, Luo En carefully nodded.


    "What Divine Office did you choose?"


    Athena''s second light and airy question made Luo En''s heart skip a beat.


    Looking into those caring purple eyes, he steeled himself and uttered a dry word from his throat.


    "Wine..."


    "Oh..."


    Athena drew out her words, looking as if she''d just realized something.


    "So it''s the office of the hearth."


    The empathetic Goddess of Wisdom gently patted Luo En on the shoulder as a form of encouragement.


    "Not bad at all. This way, I am spared the trouble of selecting a Divine Office for you."


    However, this unexpected show of concern caused Luo En''s forehead to sweat even more.


    He was now absolutely certain that during his absence, Hestia''s big mouth probably sold him out more than once!


    "Oh, by the way, I made a trip to Knossos Palace earlier, and King Minos told me he wants to marry his daughter��my High Priestess��to you. The whole island of Crete is his prepared dowry. What do you think?"


    The seemingly light question rang heavier than a thousand pounds in the ears of Luo En, who faced being betrayed in and out by his teammates, looking crestfallen and on the verge of tears.


    ��What do I think? Am I supposed to kneel and behold?

 Chapter 150: Chapter 112: The Deeper the Love, The Harder the Beating

    After a lengthy silence, Luo En raised his head to meet those eyes that shone like stars, and he responded solemnly.


    "To the deities, the kingdoms of the Mortal World are meaningless."


    As a man who aspired to ascend to divinity, he naturally would not be attached to worldly kingship.


    Soon after, Luo En pursed his lips, looking seriously at Athena before him.


    "Of course, if you wish for me to marry her, I will do so..."


    Athena was slightly taken aback by the unexpected answer and the gaze filled with unusual emotion; she couldn''t help but look away and laughed softly, shaking her head.


    "Your affairs, you should solve them yourself; I can''t manage so much."


    Noticing the slight upward curve at the corners of the Goddess''s mouth, Luo En felt as if a weight had been lifted from his heart, and he couldn''t help but wipe the sweat from his brow.


    The key to this question wasn''t really about making a choice, but about seeing his attitude.


    If he agreed, then it would mean he had long harbored intentions and harbored ill will.


    If he opposed, then it would mean he was insincere, all evasion and concealment.


    Therefore, facing this classic attitude problem from a woman''s mouth, tackling it with a scientific mindset was certainly doomed to fail.


    To break out of the dilemma, one could only throw the hot potato back and respond to the question with another question, forcing the other party to decide.


    For instance, letting Athena decide whether he should marry that high Priestess.


    Of course, before that, he had to make clear that he had no personal affair with the high Priestess, and everything was conducted as a matter of official business.


    And judging from the outcome, although Athena did not get a clear answer from someone, nor did she provide clear instructions, she seemed to be in a good mood now.


    "Take a seat first, let''s talk about something else."


    Upon hearing that invitation, smooth as a divine melody, Luo En finally relaxed his taut nerves, feeling immensely relieved.


    Thank goodness, back when he worked at that gaming company, in order to attract more types of customers, his bosses had him incorporate elements of romance development into many of the game development projects.


    Thus, during his research, he had delved into numerous relationship conundrums between men and women.


    Otherwise, facing one pitfall after another, he feared he wouldn''t have made it a few steps before his chariot would have already tumbled into a ditch.


    Having navigated through difficult and perilous paths, Luo En finally settled into his seat comfortably, but before he could even catch his breath, Athena across from him was caressing the newly fired wine cup in her palm, looking at someone with a somewhat teasing gaze.


    "Speaking of which, a new esoteric cult that worships Dionysus, the spirit of wine, has sprung up in Crete Island lately. Do you have any clue about it?"


    "Isn''t that quite normal?"


    Luo En also smiled, stood up, and filled Athena''s wine cup to the brim.


    "Music, poetry, forests, wild beasts, strife, slaughter, intrigue... these things, good or bad, all have their devotees. Thus, it''s not strange for humans to worship anything.


    After all, it''s a world where beasts roam rampant, disasters are frequent, and deities and monsters are everywhere; humans could die at any moment.


    Since one''s life is uncertain and one doesn''t know if they''ll wake up when they go to sleep, it doesn''t really matter what you believe in��as long as it makes you happy."


    Athena nodded as if in agreement, raised her cup towards the other side in a gesture, and then, tilting her head back, she drained the blood-like wine in one gulp.


    "Huh?"


    "The divinity within you is still too weak, and you are not skilled enough in its use, even with my help, to kindle the sacred fire and refine the divine essence needed to complete a successful ascension to godhood��these alone are insufficient."


    Athena patted Luo En''s shoulder, continuing to speak with a tone filled with depth and concern.


    "Therefore, I have specifically set aside half a month for you to prepare."


    "Prepare?"


    Luo En swallowed, sensing that something was amiss.


    "That''s right, I plan to give you intensive training during this half-month to ensure you have sufficient ability to endure the pains of the divine fire and the impact of refining divine essence."


    The Goddess of Wisdom looked at Luo En with earnestness, her good intentions clear.


    "Time is of the essence, so let''s start today."


    Seeing the radiant smile on Athena''s face and the sincerity in her eyes, a chill shot up from Luo En''s tailbone to the crown of his head in an instant.


    Run!


    The thought was almost instantaneous, and without hesitation, Luo En ducked and turned, dashing towards the front door.


    But, as the space before him blurred, his surroundings seemed to fold and reverse.


    In a trance, Luo En, who was originally running forward, inexplicably appeared in the empty backyard.


    Simultaneously, a feeling of being sealed and enclosed enveloped the area, as if the entire backyard was perfectly segregated from the world, becoming an independent microcosm.


    Looking at the mysterious glowing runes surrounding him, Luo En finally remembered.


    Apart from producing Minotaur warriors, Crete Island was also famous for the Labyrinth of Minotaur...


    And one of Athena''s titles as a Great Mother Goddess of the Minosians was exactly �� Mistress of the Labyrinth.


    Moreover, with a reputation as a Goddess of Magic, it was evident that this wisdom deity who excelled in both magic and combat was highly adept in the arts of base formation and spatial reconstruction.


    "There''s no rush, we have all night, we''ll take it slow."


    Athena comforted gently, and as she spoke, she plucked a branch from the nearby shrubbery.


    Luo En looked over and couldn''t help but stare.


    Because, it was covered in thorns...


    "I appreciate your kindness, maybe some other time?"


    Luo En, sweating profusely, declined with a tremulous voice and an expression of horror.


    "Ascending to godhood, inheriting divine duties, does not permit any slack or oversight."


    However, Athena gently shook her head, her tone tender yet resolute.


    "I''m doing this for your own good!"


    Looking at the thorny whip slowly forming in the hands of the Goddess of Wisdom, and the glinting thorns on it, Luo En involuntarily shed tears of gratitude and inwardly offered his sincere praises.


    ����I don''t believe you for a second!

 Chapter 151: Chapter 113: Rescue or Bootlicking?

    At night, Luo En lay on the bed, covered in wounds, groaning weakly with eyes full of sorrow and anger.


    "What do you mean, ''it''s for your own good''?"


    Bullshit! That woman clearly just wanted to find a legitimate reason to beat him up!


    Straining to twist his head back slightly and looking at the row of blood spots on his buttocks like stamps, Luo En felt even more depressed, grinding his teeth with regret.


    Initially, Athena had shown some mercy, wrapping divine power around the thorny branch in her hand, with the thorns serving merely for show.


    But he had subconsciously fought back, accidentally using the skill that burst forth from Artemis during the last divine oracle of gold.


    ��Rapid Shooting of Silver.


    As the Goddess of the Hunt, the bow and arrow were Artemis''s signature, making her also the Goddess of Archery and the Female Archer God.


    In Homer''s hymns of praise, it was mentioned that Artemis possessed a golden bow and arrows that could instantly shoot millions of arrows at the enemy, creating an overwhelming barrage, and for this reason, she had another alias��"Iokheira" (She who covers the sky with arrows).


    Similarly, this skill had also been displayed in the hands of the great hero Hercules.


    According to records of Greek mythology, one of Hercules''s labors was to slay the trouble-making Hydra of Lerna.


    However, as a top-notch divine creature with immortality, Hydra''s heads would grow back even after being severed. It could even go so far as��chopping off one head, two would grow back.


    To truly kill this beast, one would need to eliminate all of its heads at the same time.


    In the end, Hercules used his bow and arrows to shoot out hundreds of arrows at once, completely killing the Hydra of Lerna.


    And perhaps because he had been on particularly good terms with the Goddess of the Hunt, their compatibility was excellent.


    So, in this random draw, Luo En directly landed on Artemis, gaining the Group Archery skill of the Goddess of the Hunt.


    However, limited by the levels of Divine Power and Divinity, and his proficiency, he could currently only split his arrows into three to seven identical ones. Not to mention comparing it with Artemis''s one arrow that could turn into thousands, it was even somewhat short of Hercules''s one arrow turning into hundreds.


    Of course, after all, it was a newly acquired ability, which required time for practice and coordination.


    As a Divine Artifact imbued with chance, those dice were never more than a tool to pry open the doors of fate for him, unable to let him skip the accumulation process and level up the so-called skills to max immediately.


    But this wasn''t entirely a bad thing either. What''s easily gained is also easily lost.


    And the cyclical, gradual learning allowed him to transform that sliver of opportunity granted by the dice into a force he could genuinely grasp, into the true steps leading to divinity.


    "Athena has gone too far!"


    Hestia, sitting at the table, had an indignant expression as she began to list her niece''s faults.


    "Even if you have a good relationship with Artemis, she shouldn''t have struck so hard, right? It''s simply lawless!"


    "..."


    Luo En looked at the Goddess of the Hearth skeptically, and although he didn''t speak, the disdain in his eyes was more than clear.


    Why didn''t you step in when Athena was here?


    Now that she''s back in her own room and I''ve been beaten up, you come out to complain on my behalf?


    Are you here to save the day or to lick my wounds?


    And you only mention Artemis, huh?


    Leaking secrets, betraying teammates, deserting in the face of battle, not saving me from death...Don''t you think you should explain your own actions first?


    Under the victim''s penetrating gaze, Hestia, already not made of the sternest stuff and feeling guilty, blushed and gave an awkward smile, hastily changing the subject with her usual tricks.


    "Come on, eat first, the food is getting cold."


    Luo En looked at his own half-paralyzed body, then at the table a dozen steps away, and couldn''t help but feel even more speechless.


    "Can''t move? No problem! I''ll feed you!"


    Realizing her oversight, Hestia hurriedly tried to make amends. She immediately took on an appeasing smile, served several hot dishes into a bowl, and attentively brought it over to the bed, helping Luo En sit up.


    "Hoo~ Hoo, ah, open your mouth, careful it''s hot."


    Seeing the spoonful of meat congee brought to his lips, along with the caring smile on her face, Luo En rolled his eyes but eventually obediently opened his mouth.


    Forget it, why should the external brain give the symbiote a hard time, after all, he still needed her to attract fire later on.


    Seeing the victim showing signs of reconciliation, Hestia, who had been somewhat uneasy, finally relaxed. She redoubled her efforts to attend to the patient on the bed, eager to make up for her mistakes, and didn''t forget to make empty promises.


    "Don''t worry, if she dares to do this to you again, I''ll make sure to kick her butt!"


    "Yaay!"


    However, the sudden opening and closing of the room door immediately deflated the fierce determination of the domestic Goddess as if floodgates had opened, changing her expression and causing her hand to tremble, nearly shoving a full spoonful of meat congee into Luo En''s nostril.

 Chapter 152: Chapter 114 Athenas Road of Defeat

    ```


    As the noticeably smaller figure squeezed into the room from outside, Hestia''s tense nerves finally relaxed. She couldn''t help but pat her chest, looking forward at Anna with a full measure of reproach.


    "Anna, you scared me to death!"


    At that moment, Little Medusa, transformed into the form of a young girl, hurriedly held up her index finger to her lips, making a silence gesture, and casually pointed next door.


    "Shh, she''s not asleep yet..."


    Instantly, Hestia quickly covered her mouth, making a quieting gesture, even her breathing became careful and cautious.


    Come on, one of you is the Goddess of the Hearth, Zeus''s big sister; the other is a Gorgon Sisters, a hero killer... Are you really that scared of her?


    Seeing the two behave like thieves, Luo En rolled his eyes wildly, unable to stop himself from inwardly ridiculing them.


    However, having just stolen her niece''s thunder, Hestia naturally had no way to be tough about it.


    Medusa was facing the suppression of her bloodline��after all, whether in Greek mythology or the modified version in Roman mythology, Athena had her completely under control.


    As for Luo En himself...


    Certain bedridden wounded, closing his eyes, recalled Athena with a smile on her face, picking up a thistle, and whipping him all around the yard; he shivered at the thought and quickly shook his head, forcefully dispelling that nightmarish figure.


    Too terrifying, untouchable, untouchable!


    The three people in the cottage exchanged glances, subtly reaching a consensus, and simultaneously lowered their voices and slowed their breathing.


    "Mmm, this can be used to heal wounds."


    The petite Medusa came forward and handed a half-open wooden box to Luo En.


    Inside was a dark red paste, emitting a cool scent mixed with a hint of sweet fishiness as it entered the nostrils.


    When did she learn to make healing magic potions?


    Luo En was somewhat surprised, his gaze immediately falling on the other arm that the little girl had pinned to her side.


    Beneath the unadorned, transparent clothing, there was a faint mark.


    That wound seemed freshly scabbed over, with traces of blood still lingering.


    This little fool!


    At this point, already understanding in his heart, Luo En glared fiercely at Little Medusa in front of the bed, and raised his right hand high.


    A shadow loomed, and Medusa instinctively shrank her neck.


    The two, one tall and one short, nodded stiffly, their expressions numb and mechanical.


    Following that, Athena turned her gaze back to Luo En in the gentle embrace and her smile grew even warmer.


    "Hmm, they''ve taken good care of you, looks like you''ll be able to recover in less than a day."


    Luo En also nodded stiffly, a fine layer of cold sweat breaking out on the back of his neck.


    Then, Athena changed the course of the conversation, her smile now brilliantly dazzling.


    "So, let''s move your training schedule up, and start tomorrow morning."


    Upon hearing that kind and gentle pronouncement, Luo En on the bed nearly blacked out and nearly passed out.


    "Don''t play too late, go to sleep early tonight."


    In the end, Athena left behind a tender instruction, waved her hand amiably, turned around, exited the room, and even had the courtesy to close the door behind her.


    However, the moment the third visitor stepped over the threshold, the room was filled with the sounds of bowls and wooden boxes crashing to the floor, along with frantic exclamations and a cry of anguish that was delayed by over a minute.


    At the same time, the Goddess of Wisdom in the hallway had her smile vanish, her complexion turning as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the veins on her clenched fist protruding as it popped with the cracking of bones.


    She was a Lesser Deity I had painstakingly cultivated, yet my aunt got there first!


    I told that guy not to get too close to Artemis, yet there he is, mingling with that woman!


    And tonight, weren''t you all not supposed to interfere? Why are you all showing up to curry favor?


    Each and every one of you, none letting things go my way!


    Watching her master''s clearly unpleased expression, Nike standing behind held up the clay pot in her right hand, somewhat at a loss.


    "What should we do with the potion?"


    "Throw it away!" The Goddess of Wisdom huffed coldly.


    "What about the food?" Nike then raised the food box in her left hand, blinking in distress.


    Athena gave the lesser deity behind her an annoyed glance for bringing up the inconvenient topic, grinding her teeth and casting a melancholic gaze toward the living room.


    "Hasn''t it not eaten yet?"


    "Woof?"


    Meanwhile, the Golden Hound, which had been dozing under the table, seemed to sense an invisible chill in the air, awakening bewildered and innocently sticking out its head.


    (ps: At the moment, the Lesser Deity system belongs to Hestia; Medusa has the highest intimacy; the fastest relationship progress belongs to Artemis... as for Athena��busy for nothing, lingering in her defeat.)

 Chapter 153: Chapter 115: Big prison, the snake is about to die

    For over ten days, faint screams could be heard every morning emanating from a residential house in Knossos City,


    and the residents who heard rumors of it gradually became anxious, worrying whether some evil spirit had infiltrated the city.


    Even a few households near the source pooled money together to invite a priestess from the temple to perform an exorcism.


    Fortunately, the effect seemed to be significant, as the daytime screams disappeared, leaving only vague tremors at night.


    Eventually, as the festival of Dionysus approached, even these odd occurrences gradually vanished.


    In their place, a celebratory and lively atmosphere took hold.


    At the temple''s behest, wines from all the city-states of Crete were transported to Knossos City to compete for quality, vying to be selected as the divine offering for the next year.


    Owing to the island''s developed maritime trade and convenient location, travelers and merchants from both inside and outside the island flocked to the city, some for the pure joy of the festival, and some in search of business opportunities, all joining the grand event.


    Consequently, the port''s ships bustled daily, and the streets were teeming with people, with stalls and inns filled to capacity every day.


    The city''s defense forces soon felt the pressure mount, and even the precious Divine Blood Guard was compelled to take on defense and patrol duties.


    The temple in charge was working non-stop, and in just a few days, High Priest Ariadne had lost a good amount of weight.


    There was no choice, as King Minos was advanced in years and had been greatly weakened by the last conflict, now he could only lie in bed, clinging to life.


    That a few princes managed to handle their responsibilities well under the strict control of the old king was no small feat.


    And the only secretary knowledgeable about all governmental affairs, who could carry the burden, was in secluded cultivation.


    In desperation, the overwhelmed high priest had to seek help from the Goddess of Wisdom they worshipped.


    And it was precisely because of this that Luo En finally got a chance to breathe after being subjected to his daily beatings, and luckily escaped Athena''s clutches.


    After resting for two days, the survivor finally managed to sit at the dinner table and have a normal meal, for the first time in half a month.


    The long-awaited opening ceremony of the festival proceeded in an orderly fashion.


    In the sacrificial site surrounded by audiences, the Priestesses dressed in white robes gathered in front of the altar to chant the sacrificial text, while High Priestess Ariadne, holding a torch made of fennel, olive branches, and grape vines, approached the altar to light the holy fire.


    As the flames soared high into the sky, the statue of Athena at the center seemed to come alive, her Spear of Victory in her right hand striking the Aegis Shield in her left, producing an exhilarating sonority.


    Instantly, ripples of golden light spread from the statue as the center, washing over the city in all directions. In a moment, it had spread throughout the entire city.


    Suddenly, specks of golden light dust floated down from the sky, like a shower of luminescent rain, sprinkling every corner of Knossos City.


    Those showered with the light dust all felt a surge in spirit, with fatigue vanishing and chronic ailments in their bodies lessened or healed.


    Feeling the substantial changes in their bodies and having received the divine grace, the people burst into excited and enthusiastic cheers, worshipping the kind Great Mother Goddess together.


    The statue nodded slightly in response and then returned to normal, shedding its halo and transforming back into an ordinary sculpture, leaving the revelry to the mortals.


    And with the conclusion of the ritual to the gods, the mortal revelry officially began.


    The minstrels plucked at their harps, opera troupes sang softly accompanied by the flute, people wore ivy crowns and animal skins, and carried ritual staffs, parading with enormous wine jars. Wine from Knossos, Athens, Samos, and other city-states was freely distributed to cheering passers-by for them to drink and savor.


    The maenads clad in animal skins and wild makeup shouted the name of Dionysus, the God of Wine, thanking him for this substance that nourishes the body and soul, thanking the heavens for the bestowed joy.


    Spurred on by the wine, the pedestrians were infected by the festive wave and raised their glasses in celebration, loudly praising his name.


    As the headiness of wine deepened, spontaneous performances of oratory, debate, dance, combat, and magic emerged in streets and alleys, drawing rounds of applause.


    In the light foam of the wine, people''s dreams were intoxicated, small differences but largely the same.


    They were thicker than water; they were connected by blood.


    Under the libations of wine, countless golden specks erupted from the joyful emotions of the people, transforming into torrents of divine rivers, converging towards some place in the unseen realms.


    Meanwhile, as the vessel, Luo En was officially facing the trial of ascension to godhood.

 Chapter 154: Chapter 116: The Opening Carnage

    Feverish, restless, surging...


    Rolling emotions ceaselessly battered his mind, bringing a burning pain to his spirit.


    Luo En didn''t hesitate any longer, quickly stepping onto the deserted top-floor balcony into the prepared Magic Array, drinking a cup of blood-like wine, letting down his guard, closing his eyes, and fully activating the Divine Blood within his body to awaken its Divinity.


    In an instant, the trials of the flesh followed one after another.


    Inch by inch, his muscles were torn and reformed by the rampaging Divinity, becoming even more resilient; drop by drop, his blood was purified and transformed under the scorching of divine fire, turning from golden-red to pure gold; his bones and organs shook with excruciating pain under the wash of Divinity...


    Impurities were expelled from his pores, while traces of dross were incinerated to nothingness by ignited Divinity; his heart and the world seemed to become fiery and vividly red...


    Yet facing the dual torment of body and spirit, Luo En merely furrowed his brows, surprisingly feeling that it was bearable.


    It had to be said that Athena was always reliable.


    Though he had been blood-ravaged for half a month, the benefits were indeed substantial.


    During this process, not only had Luo En''s combat skills improved dramatically, reaching an invincible state among his peers, but his own use of Divinity and Divine Blood had also significantly improved. His body''s endurance had also gained a manifold enhancement,


    Therefore, even this bone-piercing agony was still within his tolerance, and it hadn''t yet broken through the threshold of endurance.


    If that was the case, then let it be more intense!


    Luo En opened his pale golden eyes, extended his arm oozing with foul qi and blood from his pores, grabbed the grape wine from the table beside him, and tilted his head to pour the whole jar down his throat.


    In an instant, the vast sea of faith above Knossos City stirred up a frenzy, madly rushing into a certain concave "hole," in that boundless darkness, endlessly ripping, expanding, repairing, and tearing again...


    And as the crimson wine surged into his body, it became a thick golden Divine Liquid akin to Divine Blood under the push of Divinity and the power of faith, filling the cracks in his body and heart.


    Gradually, Luo En''s body went through a strange transformation under the dual nourishment of the wine and faith.


    ����As if a newly-made exquisite wine, sealed and buried in the earth, waiting for time to ferment, eventually transforming into a supreme elixir that could intoxicate even the gods.


    Meanwhile, inside Knossos Palace.


    Athena looked at the jar of "wine" that was fermenting in the dust, contentedly withdrawing her gaze.


    All was going well.


    However, this was bound to be a relatively lengthy process; to obtain the perfect spirited wine, she needed to wait patiently.


    The Goddess of Wisdom on the throne picked up her wine glass, took a light sip, perked up, and flipped through the plan in her hands.


    The festival in question was called the God of Wine Festival, but it wasn''t about worshiping a spirit of wine that was originally obscure and nameless.


    The first day of the festival involved the ceremony of opening the jars of fermented mature wine, including a grand offering where wine was dedicated to the gods.


    The second day was the Water Jar Festival, where people drank new wine in open feasts and wagered, incidentally selecting the new wines designated as offerings for the next festival, also marking the peak of secular revelry.


    The third day was the Cooking Pot Festival, where people displayed a pot of cooked vegetables to gather around the hearth with family members, paying tribute to Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, who blessed the peace and order of home life.


    This was the focal point of the ceremony.


    Since wine is a seasoning of life, a product brewed for the family hearth, it should be attributed to the achievements of the Goddess of the Hearth, which is why Hestia was the one they needed to officially worship as the Chief God of Olympus.


    Of course, this nominal act was meant to ward off the objections and undue attention of the Olympus deities.


    However, reminded of the previous instruction, he immediately suppressed his nearly wayward thoughts. He carved into the Divinity using the sharp cone of his divine intent, inscribing the content of the first Divine Law he had chosen after careful consideration.


    ����Madness!


    This not only suited the characteristics of wine but also perfectly complemented the authority of the God of War.


    In this way, he could maximize his combat potential.


    Finally, as the last inscription was completed, the pain of carving into his soul gradually faded.


    Luo En, having successfully ascended, withdrew his mind and took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around to look behind him, and showed a relieved smile.


    "We did it!"


    "Yes, I know."


    Athena at the staircase nodded indifferently, appearing very calm. Then she glanced up slightly, gesturing with her hand, her voice low.


    "So, are you going to put on some clothes first?"


    At that moment, as a cool breeze blew by, Luo En felt a chill beneath him, and suddenly realized his clothes had shattered due to the surge of Divine Power, leaving him stark naked.


    Embarrassment and mortification made him involuntarily clench his legs and hastily open the Magic Circle Diagram, pulling out a spare set of clothes and quickly putting them on.


    Only when the rustling noise ceased did Athena lower her eyes, carefully examining the newly enshrined deity before her, nodding in satisfaction with an impartial evaluation.


    "Not bad!"


    "You taught well."


    Luo En habitually complimented, smiling modestly.


    For some reason, his ascension process was also unusually smooth, and the Divine Power in his body seemed to be stronger than expected.


    "Alright, now that you have completed your ascension, come with me to meet the visitor outside," Athena called from the staircase.


    "Visitor?" Luo En was puzzled.


    Athena didn''t answer directly but instead revealed a deep and meaningful expression: "Once you go down, you''ll naturally know."


    So secretive?


    With a hint of curiosity, Luo En followed Athena''s footsteps down the stairs, and they opened the front door together.


    Outside the door stood a dignified, majestic young man with fine features, elegantly positioned with fragrant and lightly fluttering long hair draped over his shoulders. On his head, he wore a crown woven from laurel, wood of the God of Love, olive branches, or water lily leaves; and around his waist hung a silver bow and arrow, and sometimes, a golden sword.


    As the door opened from inside, the youth''s face brightened with delight, his eager gaze darting about, impatient to step over the threshold.


    "He..."


    Yet, a slender and agile figure was even quicker.


    "Finally, I see you again, Luo En!"


    The Huntress, with her golden hair and silver eyes, dressed in a brisk hunting outfit, came up to him enthusiastically, grabbing his arm and shaking it, her joy overflowing.


    At that moment, the two deities inside and outside the door simultaneously darkened their expressions.

 Chapter 155: Chapter 117: Clown Contagion

    ����God of Light and Prophecy, Apollo!


    Almost the instant he saw the dazzling young man at the door, Luo En confirmed his identity.


    There was no helping it, there were only so few male chief gods on Olympus that they could be counted on one hand.


    Given his close relationship with Artemis and the standard silver bow and arrows, plus this peacock-like grandeur, he was most likely the legendary brother-in-law.


    At this moment, the Apollo outside the door and the Athena inside were both so angry they almost seemed to seep ink from their faces.


    Seeing that something was amiss, Luo En quickly interjected between the enthusiastically welcoming hunting goddess and made frantic eye signals to remind her of the occasion. Meanwhile, he managed to keep a polite smile and made a ritual inquiry in an attempt to divert the topic.


    "Lady Artemis, Lord Apollo, what brings you both to Knossos City?"


    Finally, Artemis noticed the subtle atmosphere around her, and as if waking from a dream, she quickly distanced herself from Luo En, returning to her poised stance and began to explain with a smile.


    "It was Athena who invited us. She mentioned that there was a grand celebration happening on Crete Island, and that it was very lively, with some fine entertainment to follow. We happened to be free recently, so we decided to come and see."


    The hunting goddess patiently answered the question, but her eyes did not glance at her accompanying brother nor at Athena, who had extended the invitation and was playing host. Her gaze remained fixed on someone else the whole time.


    Gradually, a flash of irritation crossed the handsome face of Apollo, and he stepped forward, placing himself in front of Artemis, and asked coldly.


    "Where is Aunt Hestia? Isn''t this her home? And who are you? How come you''re here?"


    A scrutinizing glance was cast, filled with sternness and an underlying displeasure and hostility.


    "He is a lesser deity newly recruited by my aunt, and, like you, is also a distinguished guest of Crete Island."


    Athena quickly came forward with a smile, calmly responding.


    Though the voice of the Goddess of Wisdom was soft and gentle, the message within was firm, exuding an authoritative presence that brooked no doubt.


    The reprimanded Apollo paused for a moment, his innate arrogance dimming slightly as he reevaluated Luo En, still with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.


    "A new lesser deity recruited by my aunt? Why haven''t I heard of this?"


    At that moment, the Goddess of the Hearth, awakened by the noise outside the door, came downstairs rubbing her bleary eyes, and bluntly huffed.


    "Hey, Apollo, what business is it of yours whom I recruit? Do I have to report it to you first?"


    "Aunt Hestia, how could that be? I was merely concerned about you."


    Upon seeing her, Apollo immediately put on a smile, hurriedly explained in a soft and genteel manner, his movements were graceful, making one feel as if bathed in the warmth of spring.


    Luo En, listening to this, couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.


    Reciting poetry? Composing music?


    So, the God of Light was also an artistic youth?


    But indeed, offering poems and music to the Goddess of the Hearth was like casting pearls before swine.


    "To be honest, I moved out of Olympus and fled to Crete Island just to escape their annoying antics."


    As Hestia continued to share her past in the kitchen, she began to complain about her equally unruly landlord.


    "Athena knew all about it and still dared to let that guy in, wait until I deal with her later!"


    Realizing that this stand-off was not the way to go, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had gradually picked up bad habits from someone, decisively added a few more spoonfuls of salt to the newly prepared dishes.


    Moments later, the new meal was served, and after eating a few bites, the muscles in the faces of the three chief gods in the living room twitched slightly. They promptly put down their cutlery, ending the long and oppressive meal, ready to get to the main point.


    "The weather is nice today, how about we go hunting together?" Athena suggested first.


    "Sure!" Artemis and Apollo looked at each other and nodded happily.


    Then, Athena turned to Hestia in the kitchen, a faint smile appearing on her face.


    "It''s rare for us to gather, how about you join us, Aunt?"


    Being cooped up at home for so long, Hestia was somewhat tempted and immediately pulled Luo En along with her, nodding her head.


    "Alright, Luo En and I will come along to have a look too!"


    Seeing Hestia holding the hand of the newly promoted Lesser Deity with an intimate gesture as she walked out of the kitchen, a shadow fell over Apollo''s sunny face, and his gaze toward Luo En was quite hostile.


    Similarly, detecting the undisguised enmity from his young uncle time and again, Luo En couldn''t help but raise an eyebrow.


    In the pantheon of Greek gods, Apollo represented absolute rationality, in contrast to the irrational madness embodied by Dionysus, the God of Wine. The Greeks believed that following Apollo''s rationality would lead to a better life, whereas falling into the madness of the God of Wine was an excellent way to break free from constraints and shackles.


    At the same time, the political stance of the Apollo sect in Delphi City, advocating for aristocracy, was in sharp contrast to the populist approach championed by the Dionysian Sect.


    Clearly, he and this young uncle were naturally at odds.


    Whether it was ideology or interests...


    Luo En''s gaze swept over Artemis and Hestia, his eyes flickering with deep thought.


    Funny, I''m not too fond of you either, dear uncle...

 Chapter 157: Chapter 119: Pure Love War God Annihilates Minotaur Chief?

    Strait of Messina.


    The once disastrous sea monster Scylla floated miserably in the water, each of its six heads pierced through by an arrow, leaving a thumb-sized bloody hole. The grayish white brain substance and golden-red blood diffused around with the tidal surge, creating a strong stench of blood that attracted numerous fish, shrimp, and sea beasts to feast on her.


    Clearly, this demigod with divine blood had met an inescapable death.


    Similarly, under the crushing strength, all other areas of the battlefield showed a one-sided trend without even needing the chief gods to take action personally.


    Above the sky, the Nine Muses spread out in a ring formation, in groups of three, with arms crossed over their chests, raising their voices in song.


    The Siren women, who were accustomed to noisy and foul-mouthed chatter, each fell silent with fear, attempting to flee. However, amidst the Muses'' high-pitched singing, they uttered painful wails, their black feathers flying all about, and their bodies exploded into clouds of blood mist, eventually plunging one after another into the sea.


    Similarly, the Three Siren sisters, who were the origin of the bloodline, weren''t spared from difficulty under the bombardment of the Muse Goddesses'' divine words, and kept floundering in the sea, with their vibrant scales shedding profusely.


    Since the Nine Muses and the Siren women had a longstanding grudge, these typically petty Greek goddesses showed no mercy and dealt a deathblow without hesitation.


    Amidst the sea, the Three Gorgons drove their chariots through the waves, and under their petrifying gaze, Lamias, cursed never to close their eyes, turned to stone, were granted eternal rest, and sank into the deep sea.


    Compared to the Muses who openly sought vengeance, the younger Gorgon Sisters were much gentler, presenting death in a merciful way.


    On the shoreline, Artemis, who finished the battle first, gestured slightly and twenty hunting nymphs quickly formed two groups.


    One group dragged away the remains of the giant monster Scylla, beginning to clean up the battlefield; the other spread out in a crescent formation, guarding nearby to prevent any unseeing sea beasts from ramming into their chief god.


    As for the Goddess of the Hunt, using the reason of continuing the hunt and looking for a campsite, she promptly left behind the defeated lesser deities and took Luo En to the nearby Sicily, where they strolled comfortably through the woods with her long-lost beloved.


    Under Artemis''s eager and tender gaze, Luo En could only muster a smile and loyally followed behind the Goddess of the Hunt.


    There was no choice; a county official was no match for the present regulator. With enemies on all sides, he had to try to appease one first.


    Fortunately, a woman in love is a very emotional creature. Luo En merely indicated that he became a lesser deity of Hestia mainly because he had been favored by the Goddess of the Hearth and due to compatibility with the divine office. This tactfully brushed past his ambiguous relationship with the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Artemis, who initially wore a gloomy expression, suddenly brightened up and became somewhat jubilant.


    "Auntie? Well, that''s no problem then, she''s really nice!"


    So, as long as it''s not the old rival Athena, all is well, right?


    But before she could speak up, the Goddess of the Hearth beside her seemed to remember something and muttered to herself.


    "How can we have meat without soup?"


    Immediately after, Hestia swiftly turned her head and gave her oblivious Lesser Deity a stern glare, scolding with righteous indignation.


    "What are you standing there for? Go and gather some mushrooms and wild vegetables!"


    "I''ll also..."


    Artemis subconsciously stood up, wanting to follow and continue the private world for two.


    But Hestia put on a strict teacher''s demeanor, pressing her down with one hand, her charming face full of smiles.


    "Come on, let me teach you how to grill deliciously."


    Almost immediately afterward, as if to prevent her niece from being distracted and worried, she quickly turned her head to the side.


    "Athena, go help over there!"


    "Sure, Auntie."


    The aunt and niece exchanged a subtle look, Athena nodded cheerfully, waved her hand with a smile, and under the bewildered gaze of Artemis, she grabbed Luo En''s collar and dragged him toward the mushroom-filled woods.


    Meanwhile, the Gorgon Sisters intentionally or unintentionally kept the hunting Nymphs who wanted to come to the rescue and break the tension at bay, ensuring that the miscellaneous crowd could not disturb the Goddess of the Hearth''s family lesson.


    No...!


    Seeing her beloved cabbage being poached right in front of her by her greatest rival, Artemis couldn''t help but roar with grief and fury in her heart.


    Well done!


    As Hestia saw Athena catching her "long pass" and understanding the plan, she couldn''t help but clench her fist, excitedly waving it in secret, praising the wisdom of her great-niece.


    Following the advice of the Goddess of Wisdom, she not only caught someone on this island with malicious designs on her family''s vegetable plot but also managed to send her cabbage away safely while having the chance to properly educate the thief.


    Everything was perfect; Athena was as reliable as ever!

 Chapter 158: Chapter 120: The Pure Love War God Wears Her Horns

    "making a good meal is a vast field of knowledge. But don''t worry, I will teach you ''slowly''..."


    Before the fire, the Goddess of the Hearth thought with satisfaction, while adopting the imposing attitude of an elder, she glanced at the fire with sinister intent, towards Artemis who had clamored to learn cooking.


    Seeing that the two figures had disappeared completely into the dense forest, Artemis ground her silver teeth and looked seriously at the elder who had captivated her darling, a blaze seeming to ignite in her eyes.


    "Fine, Aunt, teach me more in the future, I''ll learn patiently."


    Since she had been discovered, she wasn''t going to pretend anymore.


    She might as well turn sneaky kidnapping into an outright corner-cutting.


    Having an added functions in cooking and brewing for the Goddess of the Hunt, so what?


    Once she had learned all these things, she''d see what the other side could use to stop her!


    The gazes of the two Goddesses collided through the air, each harboring their own schemes, each with their own resentment and defiance, their eyes sparking with a fierce light.


    At that moment, Apollo, who arrived late, saw this situation and was immediately struck with an idea. He approached with a handsome face that bore a gentle and eager smile.


    "Aunt, Sister, you''re both here? I also..."


    "We''re running out of firewood." Before he could come close, Hestia showed her consistently unfriendly side.


    However, the God of Light was well-prepared, his eyes earnestly seeking his sister from the same mother.


    "What are you dawdling for? Go find some now!"


    Artemis looked back and unceremoniously waved her hand to shoo him away.


    "..."


    Apollo''s face stiffened, and the gentle smile began to strain.


    But in the end, under the pressure of kinship and the tyranny of his elder sister, the God of Light, his mind turning to mush, meekly commanded The Nine Muses, who accompanied him, to honestly collect firewood in the forest.


    And after dismissing the uninvited guest, the two Goddesses instinctively turned their heads to look at each other; their gazes intense and full of emotion, as if seeing only the other in their eyes... or should I say, their rival?


    Hearing the resentment interwoven in Luo En''s words, Athena''s face softened somewhat, and she assured solemnly.


    "Don''t worry, with me here, he can''t touch you!"


    "What about Hestia?"


    Luo En glanced at the Goddess of Wisdom, his gaze somewhat gloomy.


    Having just dealt with the ordeal involving Artemis, he couldn''t help but feel a bit of psychological shadow now.


    Moreover, despite Apollo appearing to be a gentleman of impeccable manners, his track record in matters of love was anything but proper.


    There was the killing of a wife��when his lover Coronis was pregnant, he fell in love with the mortal Ischys. An enraged Apollo secretly shot her. During her cremation, Apollo rescued the unborn child from her body, and that child was none other than Asclepius, the Medicine God.


    There was the seduction��young Huntress Cyrene, while grappling with a lion barehanded, caught the attention of Apollo. The God of Light, against the maiden''s wishes, abducted her in his swan-drawn chariot to Libya, presenting the girl as a gift for all to see.


    There was the relentless pursuit turning to furious embarrassment��Nymph Daphne was lusted after by a lovestruck Apollo and was relentlessly pursued. Unable to bear the harassment, she eventually implored her father, a river god, to turn her into a Laurel Tree to escape Apollo''s search. When Apollo arrived, he "affectionately" decided he would use the laurel''s branches to crown himself, its wood to craft his lyre, and its flowers to adorn his bow. Thus, the segmented Daphne was forever deprived of the chance to revert to her original form.


    ...Essentially, nearly every woman connected with this God of Light ended with a less than favorable fate.


    This glimpse into his dealings gave insight into the fact that Apollo''s handling of relationships was far from as noble and righteous as his divine office suggested.


    The reason Hestia had been able to live her life peacefully after rejecting her nephew was simply that she, being one of the Twelve Olympians, held a revered status and had the power to protect herself.


    But over time, who could guarantee that the God of Light, ostensibly bright but with a somewhat twisted heart, wouldn''t harbor some crooked thoughts.


    "If you''re worried about your aunt? Then there''s even less need to."


    Athena glanced at Luo En in front of her and mused deeply with profound meaning.


    "Among the three great virgin Goddesses, her chastity is the most unbreakable. Not only does Apollo stand no chance, even my uncle Poseidon and Father God Zeus can''t go against her wishes. Because the entire order of Olympus is founded upon her vow of chastity!"


    Upon hearing this Earth-shattering secret, Luo En could not conceal his astonishment.


    He found it hard to imagine that the seemingly gullible homebody next door had played such a critical role in the establishment of the Olympian order.


    As if she saw the doubt in Luo En''s eyes, Athena proceeded to explain the reasons at length.

 Chapter 163 Chapter 122 Im Actually the Victim?

    What is that?!


    Meanwhile, at the campfire, Hestia and Artemis, who had been getting along so lovingly, abruptly stood up when they saw that giant wave looming over the sea, fast approaching Sicily, their expressions slightly changing.


    As the angry waves neared, the nine Muse Goddesses, who had been picking up shells by the seaside, instantly soared into the air, singing in unison at the top of their lungs.


    "Aa--Aaa--Aaaa----"


    The high-pitched monosyllabic divine words, spurred by divine power, transformed into a resounding hymn. Rings of golden ripples clashed directly against the ferocious hundred-meter-high wave, attempting to intercept it.


    But after only a brief contact, the golden ripples were engulfed by the colossal sound of the wave.


    The tide''s overwhelming force showed no sign of slowing down. On the contrary, it became even more violent and turbulent, as if a giant were roaring in anger.


    Seeing ten thousand tons of seawater about to crash down upon them, the caught-off-guard nine Muse Goddesses couldn''t help but lose color in their faces.


    "Hum!"


    At that very moment, the sky suddenly brightened, a fierce blaze shot up to the heavens, enveloping the entire island of Sicily.


    It was Lord Apollo!


    Seeing the handsome man, looking like the sun ascending to mid-sky, the nine Muse Goddesses couldn''t help but let out excited cheers.


    Under the gazes of a flock of admiring ladies, Apollo, wishing to show himself off, gracefully nodded his head and elegantly pulled out the golden longsword at his waist. He pointed it toward the sky while his left hand brushed over the sword''s blade. Golden red ether crazily converged in the sky, a blazing light spiraling and extending around the blade, forming a shimmering trail, like the corona of the sun.


    ��Light, reborn here!


    The god of light and prophecy, with the motions of authority and a halo upon him, gently waved his hand, and a hundred-meter-long sword of corona swept across the sky.


    In an instant, the sky-high wave was neatly split in two, and the water vapor, rising due to the high temperature, rapidly dispersed, forming a vast expanse of white mist.


    The refracted light, forming a splendid rainbow in the mid-air, made the god of light and prophecy stand out even more handsome and imposing.


    At that moment, crisp applause rang out simultaneously from the woods, and Luo En and Athena involuntarily glanced at each other.


    "That was quite a spectacle..."


    "I thought so too..."


    Though Phorcys is often portrayed as a monster, as an offspring resulting from the divine union of the Old Sea God Pontos and Mother Earth Gaia, he is one of the primeval sea gods in Ancient Greek mythology.


    At the same time, as a symbol of the sea''s fury, Phorcys was coincidentally an embodiment of Poseidon''s wrathful image and power.


    Therefore, His Majesty the God of the Sea had likely already secretly subdued this mindless divine monster couple and incorporated them into his system of lesser deities.


    Otherwise, it wouldn''t be that easy to mobilize such a massive tide of beasts to besiege Crete Island.


    However, this place is not Crete Island.


    Even without counting Hestia, specialized in eating melon seeds and cooking, there are three chief gods left in the battle, plus a whole bunch of accompanying lesser deities.


    Now, the tables have turned, friend!


    Looking at the Father of Sea Monsters who furiously collided with the hunting party from Sicily, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a bit of schadenfreude.


    And seeing Apollo and the Father of Sea Monsters in the midst of a real fiery battle, clashing divine powers at the ocean''s surface, Athena couldn''t help shaking her head.


    How could such a level of friendly match suffice?


    When out hunting, there must be blood!


    "Let''s go help. Although we couldn''t lure out the main target, eating some shrimp when there''s no fish is still acceptable," the nefariously wise Goddess of Wisdom immediately dragged Luo En onto her chariot, ready to go "help" the God of Light and Prophecy.


    Watching Little Medusa eagerly stuff the reins into his hands and the God of Stove lesser deity switch allegiances once again, Luo En was caught between laughter and tears, feeling helpless. He could only steer the heavenly steeds, having served the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, he was now at the service of Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom.


    Looking at the chariot speeding across the sky, and the two figures huddled on it, Artemis and Hestia in the camp exchanged looks.


    "Auntie, we''ll be right back, keep the meal warm!"


    Accompanied by a laugh filled with joy, Athena, who had successfully sneaked away, armed with spear and shield, stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo En who handled the chariot, both racing towards the fierce battle at the sea.


    "Curse it! Don''t run!"


    Artemis, the first to come to her senses, immediately started angrily accusing a certain owl of its shameless theft, while blowing a whistle to summon her golden chariot and the Nymphs who were hunters, chasing after them with all her might.


    As the two hunting parties moved farther away, the only one left behind, tasked with guarding the home and cooking, was the Goddess of the Hearth. Gazing at the empty camp and the fire that hadn''t yet been extinguished, she couldn''t help falling into deep thought.


    Something seems off?

 Chapter 164 Good Words Cant Persuade a Dead Ghost

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    In the dimly lit cave, a somber youth named "Asclepius" put down the medical book in his hand and gazed deeply at the old man with gray-white eyes, his brow furrowed.


    "Are you truly blind?"


    "In a world where black and white are indistinguishable, we are all blind. What you see may not be farther-reaching than what I see."


    The old man, or perhaps the blind poet Homer, disguised as some God of Wine, murmured meaningfully, then lifted his head toward the silver-haired youth, changing the topic abruptly.


    "So, take my advice, it''s better not to go to Cyprus."


    Asclepius picked up the invitation on the table adorned with rose patterns, glanced at the signature of Adonis, the Prince of Cyprus, and spoke indifferently.


    "I trust my patients; they would not harm me."


    "But he''ll bring you no small trouble."


    Luo En tapped his cane forward, earnestly advising, his gray-white eyes looking at the somber youth before him, showing a hint of pure goodwill.


    Asclepius, the son of the God of Light, Apollo, and a mortal princess, was the future Medicine God.


    The Centaur Chiron, outside the cave, was his mentor, teaching him medicine and hunting.


    As the child grew up, his talent in medicine had already surpassed his teacher''s, and he began to emerge from Mount Pelion, practicing medicine in various city-states and making quite a name for himself.


    This attracted many patients suffering from strange illnesses, inviting him to treat them.


    Adonis, who sent the invitation, was one of them.


    After numerous earnest invitations from his patients, this future Medicine God, having dealt with several cases, returned to his dwelling on Mount Pelion to prepare medicine and pack his bags for a journey to Cyprus Island.


    However, unlike the future Medicine God, who was devoted solely to healing and oblivious to other concerns, Luo En was well aware of the concealed ailment of the Prince of Cyprus and the trouble it entangled.


    Because of an attack by a Wild Boar transformed by Ares years ago, the Prince of Cyprus had since developed some unspeakable condition unique to men.


    Even Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love who could harden cotton into steel nails, personally took action, exhausting all her wiles to no avail.


    With these words, he slung his neatly packed satchel over his shoulder.


    Clearly, this honorable future Medicine God would not forsake any patient in need of healing for his own personal desires and gains.


    Seeing this stubborn ox headed for the pit, Luo En felt helpless but still fished out a bronze badge from his bosom and handed it to the future Medicine God.


    "If you insist on going, take this with you."


    "What is this?"


    Asclepius asked in confusion, looking at the badge with a Medusa pattern in its center.


    "The emblem of the Pandion family, the City Builders of Athens."


    Luo En spoke in a deep voice, leaning on his staff.


    "Since you wish to heal and save people, once you''re done with this, have a look around Athens.


    There are many people there, and consequently, many patients. Plus, Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, seems to be preparing a new academy hoping to attract talent from various city-states. It would be an ideal place for academic development and the study of medicine.


    Your teacher Chiron has also received an invitation, and in time, perhaps you and your mentor can reunite in Athens."


    Asclepius nodded, placing the badge in his breast and rising to walk towards the cave entrance.


    And in the instant he stepped out of the cave, the future Medicine God paused briefly, his low voice carrying into the cave.


    "Although there seems to be a scent on you I don''t care for, thank you..."


    Watching the young man''s figure recede into the distance, eventually vanishing into the dense forest''s end, Luo En couldn''t help but lower his head to sniff himself, muttering under his breath.


    A dislikeable scent? Such a keen nose?


    Is it because of the nine Muses? Or perhaps it''s because of his aunt Artemis?


    Of course, the most likely reason is probably related to Apollo''s Divinity.


    It''s apparent that the relationship between this father and son is quite strained.


    Luo En muttered to himself for a while, shook his head, and with his staff, made his way to the clear valley stream.

 Chapter 165 Until I Took an Arrow in the Knee

    The Centaur Sage by the river''s edge rose up on all fours from the verdant meadow and looked back at the old man behind him.


    "Has he left?"


    "Hmm..."


    "Shouldn''t you be leaving too?"


    "Almost time, I guess."


    Luo En nodded, sat down on a piece of bluestone with a bend of his waist, swiftly pulled out paper and pen, then suddenly took on a serious demeanor and asked earnestly.


    "So, whom did we talk about last time?"


    "Uranus, the Father of Heaven."


    "Very well, Teacher Horse, please continue, I''m all ears."


    "..."


    Chiron glanced at the blind old man before him and ultimately chose not to correct the strange address, opting instead to patiently continue the story about Uranus, the first of the Titan Gods.


    A few days earlier, the blind poet who called himself "Homer" had come to his dwelling on Mount Pelion, pretending to seek medical advice.


    During the consultation, he showed no concern for his own afflictions; instead, he eagerly asked a myriad of strange questions.


    For instance, where did the primal Life originate from?


    Did a ruler by the name of "Chaos" exist within the ancient Chaos?


    What was the past of the twelve Titans?


    Were the gods of the Titan era more like men or more like beasts in their usual ways?


    Before the woman Pandora came into being, how did the first golden humanity procreate?


    These perplexing questions covered local customs, historical legends, rumors, and secrets among other things; many were beyond his own knowledge, so he could only pick a small portion of the questions he knew about to explain.


    Yet, he was extraordinarily content.


    And to obtain more detailed information, the odd old man even used his blindness as an excuse, lingering on Mount Pelion for several days.


    A gentle breeze brushed by, the old man, now an audience, listened quietly to Chiron''s explanation, while his pen moved over the parchment, inscribing line after line of profound and beautiful Sacred Words.


    "Uranus, from which all life is born, a constant in the universe,


    The oldest of gods, the beginning and end of everything,


    Father of the cosmos, you orbit the earth like planets,


    The abode of the blissful gods, you traverse in but an instant,


    Guarding the heavens and the earth, enveloping all creation!


    In your heart, you endure the inevitability of Nature''s law.


    Within you lies the indomitable deep blue, shining bright, ever-shifting,


    An outstanding spirit of bliss, you see all things, and you will birth Cronos,


    Hear me speak, grant the faithful a holy Life."


    As the last sentence finished, the blind old man set aside the parchment to dry with satisfaction and continued to inquire.


    "Good, what about the next one, the second-generation Divine King, Cronos? What kind of existence was he?"


    The Sage Chiron pondered for a moment, as usual, offering a fair description.


    The old man''s pen began to move again, and as he traced the letters, Chiron caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye: around the blind man, nine graceful figures seemed to come in and out of view as if made of air.


    Whenever there was a pause in coining phrases or he faced difficulty in refining the text, the nine figures would react differently:


    And of course, writers have always loved to mix in their personal agendas.


    But to create a universally acclaimed literary work, expanding one''s influence requires the sharpest minds and inspiration.


    It was for this underlying purpose that Luo En braved the risk of deeply offending Apollo, managing to acquire the nine Muses from the God of Light, and took this opportunity to descend to the mortal world and, under the collective pseudonym "Homer," carry out his long-planned scheme.


    ��which was to revise the "Sacred Words," write the "Divine Chronicle," and surreptitiously grind up the doctrine of his Dionysian Sect and sneak it in.


    Of course, to appear impartial, it was necessary to seek out the parties involved and the informed, to conduct "historical research."


    The good-hearted Chiron was his first interviewee.


    Aside from this, he had other designs regarding Teacher Horse himself.


    It seems that because the linden tree that his mother became was a kind-hearted type of tree towards the world. Its flowers could be used in medicine, and the bark was used for divination tablets.


    Thus, even without parental love, Chiron never wallowed in self-pity nor lashed out against the world, but instead grew up to study diligently and become a sage.


    Generally speaking, besides being outstanding hunters with the lower body of a horse combined with exceptional bow and arrow skills, centaurs also have a savage side that involves snatching various items.


    For instance, the centaur tribes Luo En and Artemis encountered in Arcadia were the untamable kind.


    Only Chiron was especially marked with the impression of a "sage," his gentle nature also being unique among centaurs.


    Grown up, Chiron mastered all sorts of knowledge, and thanks to his composed character and clever teaching methods, the number of "future heroes" of Greece educated by him were countless.


    Hercules, Achilles, Asclepius who later became the god of medicine, and Castor who became part of Gemini were all his students.


    In addition, Jason, the leader of the Argonauts and the suitor of Medea, was also one of his students, truly his influence was widespread.


    Moreover, the reason Luo En chose the residence of Teacher Horse as his first stop was partly due to his old flame Artemis''s entrustment to look after his cheap nephew Asclepius, and partly because he intended to scout for Athena.


    ����Heeding his advice, that Goddess of Wisdom founded the "Academy of Athens" in Athens, focusing on the popularization of academia and magic.


    Since it had just started, there was a severe shortage of both teaching staff and student sources.


    The widely respected sage Chiron was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.


    Furthermore, as an unwelcome son of Cronos, Chiron was also well-suited to become an ally in opposition to Olympus.


    Although he was uninvolved in worldly disputes, in these chaotic times, inaction was seen as a weakness, and that would not necessarily spare you from fate at a critical moment.


    As far as Luo En knew, one day in the future, while resolving disputes among the centaurs, Chiron, the good-hearted, would be hit by a mysterious poisoned arrow and suffer continuously due to his immortality.


    Until the non-confrontational Centaur Sage became "Sagittarius," retired to Olympus, adorned the heavens with divine authority, and returned his immortality to the gods, he would finally be freed from this pain.


    And the person who fired the poisoned arrow was none other than his most proud disciple, the great hero Hercules.


    Moreover, it was Hercules, who in a quarrel over a cask of wine brewed by the God of Wine with a group of centaurs, started the conflict.


    The hot-headed great hero pursued and brutally assaulted these centaurs who angered him.


    But one arrow aimed at the centaurs skimmed off the unlucky arm of one and, unfortunately, hit Chiron in the knee.


    The participants of this tragedy, aside from Hercules and that group of centaurs, included the venom smeared on the arrow, originating from the Hydra that the Great Strength God had slain.


    A destiny cobbled together by a series of "coincidences," if there wasn''t some trickery involved, even Luo En would not believe it.


    Therefore, whether as a suspect of the case or to vex the King of Olympus, he had to snuff out this potential future, and lure the talented Teacher Horse to Athens.


    With this in mind, Luo En''s expression turned solemn as he spoke in a deep voice.


    "Teacher Horse, your disciple Asclepius has already accepted the invitation from the Academy of Athens and plans to reunite with you in Athens after his travels in Cyprus. Through the revelations of fate, I foresee some misfortune might befall him, so..."


    Chiron, upon hearing this, fell silent for a moment, then pulled out the Bronze Eleph of Medusa from his bosom, and after several days of hesitation, finally made up his mind, replying solemnly.


    "Athens, you say? Very well, I shall go..."


    Seeing that he had finally managed to lure the Centaur Sage onto the bandits'' ship, a certain unscrupulous deity who specialized in deceiving the honest showed a satisfied smile.


    Buy one, get one free, perfect!

 Chapter 166 As Long as the Hoe is Swung Well, There is No Corner that Cant be Dug Out (4.2k)

    The next day, Mount Pelion.


    The wise Chiron, unable to put his mind at ease about his disciple, decided to set out for Athens at the earliest opportunity.


    Before parting, Luo En moved his lips but ultimately chose to remain silent, not revealing to Chiron the matter of the future Medicine God heading to Cyprus.


    Although Asclepius was just an illegitimate son whom Apollo didn''t think highly of, he was still considered a relative within the Olympian System. Even if he accidentally offended those uncles and aunts, as long as they were wary of Apollo and Artemis''s status, they would likely show some restraint, and probably wouldn''t go too far.


    After all, the example of Pan''s death lay before them, and Apollo had just been exiled to the mortal world for a similar affair.


    If another such incident were to occur, Zeus, for the sake of maintaining superficial justice, would also have to crack down hard on the one who caused trouble.


    But if Chiron followed shortly after to Cyprus and got involved with his student in the troublesome affairs there, he might not be so lucky.


    After all, who made this Centaur fellow the character no one likes?


    Having been around the Olympus relatives too much might lead to Zeus recalling Chiron, this illegitimate brother, prematurely, transforming him into a constellation, reclaiming his divinity, to adorn his own heavenly authority.


    So, after much thought, Luo En decided it was wiser to let the old fellow go to the Academy of Athens to teach his lessons properly.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    However, with the absence of this ever-helpful sage as a subject of interview, Mount Pelion lost its significance to remain.


    After sending off Chiron from his sight, Luo En shook his head and transformed from an aged blind man back into a handsome young form, turning to walk into the valley.


    At the moment they saw Luo En, the nine Muses cheered in unison, excitedly gathering around him.


    Waving their manuscripts in hand, they chattered with inquiries.


    "This line, [praising Zeus��the bearer of the Divine Shield], should we add an adjective, [the Almighty Zeus]? It would correspond well with the next line [praising the venerable Hera��the Goddess with golden sandals from Argus], right?"


    "Isn''t that too complicated?"


    "I think it''s just right."


    Calliope, skilled in epic heroism, Clio, who values precise history, and Euterpe, focused on lyric poetry, had differing opinions.


    "Here, should we add a rest?"


    "I think an aria is more appropriate!"


    "No, the overall rhythm should lean towards joyfulness!"


    Euterpe, adept in solos and love poetry, Melpomene, responsible for tragedy and elegy, and Thalia, in charge of comedy and pastoral, were unbending.


    "This this this, [praising Zeus, bearer of the Divine Shield, father to the bright-eyed Athena, as well as Phoebus Apollo, Artemis who delights in archery, Poseidon the bearer and shaker of the earth, venerable Themis, seductive Aphrodite...], how can we use simplified dance gestures to represent each deity''s traits?"


    "Why use dance? Can''t we project the corresponding constellations onto the stage as well?"

 Chapter 167 Face-to-Face with the Minotaur (4.2k)

    On the hillside, the King of Thessaly, Admetos, looked at the terrifying figures that were emerging from the dungeon, his face turning pale.


    Gigantes!


    They were the bloodline of the Titans, also called "Earthborn."


    Legend has it that when the second Divine King, Kronos, castrated Uranus, the Father of Heaven, on the command of Mother Earth Gaea, Uranus''s divine blood sprayed from his wounds below, which was absorbed by Gaea, and thus she bore a large number of Titan Giants, the forebears of the Gigantes.


    Latter, the Titanomachy broke out, Mount Olympus and Mount Othrys engaged in bloody slaughter throughout Thessaly, achieving final victory.


    But those Titan bloodlines who did not submit to the rule of Divine King Zeus merged into the Gigantes, continuing their resistance against Olympus.


    However, in the face of the increasingly dominant demigods of Olympus, the Gigantes clan frequently battled and lost, suffering continuous defeats.


    The most recent charge could be traced back to the upheaval caused by Atlas, the Titan Giant, over a decade ago.


    Even though the Gigantes, under the leadership of Atlas, stormed Mount Olympus with fierce momentum and challenged the gods, they ultimately fell at the hands of Goddess of Wisdom Athena, leading to their leader, Atlas, being reduced to a prisoner holding up a corner of the heavens.


    Since that significant blow, the severely weakened Gigantes gradually disappeared from sight.


    Yet, just over a decade had passed, and these remnants of bygone times could not contain their restlessness, burrowing out of their underground burrows.


    And, the landing site they chose was none other than the very Thessaly over which he ruled.


    The King of Thessaly, surrounded by deep shadows, looked up at the entourage of towering Giants with difficulty, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, internally regretting not heeding the temple Priest''s warning.


    ����Recently, bizarre sounds have been constantly emerging from underneath Thessaly, and a sense of unease is evident among the insects, fish, birds, and beasts in the mountains.


    The Priests, sensing the anomalous events, had urged him to perform a grand sacrifice to the great god Zeus, to gain divine revelations from the gods.


    Not only did fishing and herding flourish under the laborious work of the two foreign slaves.


    But even he personally had good fortune due to his kindness toward the shepherd behind him, leading to marriage with a beautiful wife.


    ����The King of Iolcus, Peli As, agreed to give his daughter in marriage only to someone who could ride in a chariot drawn by lions and bears, and the shepherd behind him, using his unique talent for controlling animals, satisfied the marriage requirement, allowing him to marry the princess from the neighboring land.


    Now, he and his wife lived in harmonious happiness.


    To express his gratitude to the shepherd, Admetos not only reduced his hardships but also frequently visited the place where the shepherd herded, taking the role of an audience to listen to his music.


    After many such visits, Admetos, although vaguely aware of the shepherd''s extraordinary origins, wisely did not probe further. The other was quite content with this way of getting along, and the two thus formed deep friendship.


    Whether because of friendship or gratitude, he wanted the shepherd to survive.


    However, the shepherd stubbornly stood his ground, refusing to mount the horse, squandering his earnest effort.


    Admetos raised his shield, gritting his teeth to block a gray-brown arm, then swung his sword to sever two fingers as thick as tree trunks, unable to help but turn his head and shout angrily.


    "You fool, if you don''t go now, it will be too late!"


    "No need..."


    As the shepherd was being pushed by the two Divine Blood guards, he murmured, raising his head towards the front, a look of conflicting emotions and a sense of humiliation surfacing in his eyes.


    "We don''t need to run anymore."


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    At the same time, the ground shook, ether in the air furiously converged and surged. A majestic golden figure of a Bull, moving at breathtaking speed, charged down the mountain path, ramming and trampling over the Titan Giants in its way, planting itself like a mountain in front of the Apollo and the field in Thessaly where the King stood.

 Chapter 229 168

    Luo En''s complexion changed, and he immediately spoke to defend himself.


    "Lord Apollo, I think you have misunderstood us. We came here following Lady Artemis''s will to visit you, with no other intentions whatsoever."


    "So, it wasn''t a coincidence earlier; you had already arrived?"


    Apollo instantly seized on the loophole in the words and looked towards the Muses beside him with a sinister gaze, bellowing in anger.


    "Speak! Did you lead these Giants here?! Are you trying to have me killed by the hands of the Gigantes?"


    Hearing such accusations that cut to the heart, the faces of the Muses turned pale, and they were boiling with unspoken grievances.


    Heaven knows, they were merely using the pretext of traveling to the mortal realm to check on their former master, never even intending to show themselves.


    Who would have known that they would encounter the Gigantes causing chaos, and, on top of that, inadvertently involve their former master Apollo in the mess?


    Moreover, since when could they, a group of Muses who adored literature and poetry, command the Gigantes to kill their former master and scheme for power and status?


    At that moment, Luo En could not help but stand up for the Muses and spoke out against the injustice.


    "Lord Apollo, you may suspect me, but please do not impose baseless accusations on these innocent ladies!"


    Upon hearing this, Apollo, previously dominated by rage, seemed to cool down slightly and looked darkly at Luo En before speaking solemnly.


    "You are right, they didn''t have the courage to do so before, but now it seems they dare to engage in these outrageous acts, all because of your instigation, isn''t it?"


    "Lord Apollo, please watch your words!"


    Calliope, the eldest sister, couldn''t help but raise her voice, issuing a solemn murmur.


    "Though you have been sentenced to misfortune, and exiled to the mortal realm, even in your absence, we have always adhered to our Divine Office and responsibility, never harboring any ill thoughts against you!"


    Then, the Muse in charge of heroic epics pointed her finger at Luo En beside her, took a deep breath, and shouted angrily.


    "And the God of Wine would be even less likely, as he himself has just saved you! And it was before us!"


    Seeing his own Muses defending an outsider, Apollo could no longer contain his fury.


    "Stop with your pretense! He came here just to relish the sight of my downfall, didn''t he?"


    "Lord Apollo, if that''s what you believe, then I have nothing more to say..."


    Luo En sighed, his spirits dampened as he raised his hands resigningly.


    "In that case, I shall leave your presence now, and I will also relinquish my guardianship. I will explain it myself to Lady Artemis."


    The nine Muses heard this and felt a tight grip on their hearts, instinctively wanting to speak out, yet they were stopped by a gesture from Luo En.


    The God of Wine took a deep breath and, with the most sincere tone, gave a stern warning.


    "But these nine Muses are innocent! From now on, please treat your Lesser Deities well and do not impose unwarranted suspicions upon them!"


    However, the preaching tone once again unsurprisingly hit Apollo''s sore spot, provoking further anger in the prideful God of Light.


    "Shut up! It''s not your place to lecture me! Get out!"


    His pitiful pride would surely hurt, wouldn''t it?


    Moreover, the imbalance in his mind could lead to misinterpretation of common kindness, turning any slight movement into suspicions and betrayals in his eyes.


    As is well known, the firmest defenses are often broken from within.


    The same goes for undermining foundations.


    With the compilation of the "Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle" still unfinished, those Muses wouldn''t pass up the chance to leave behind timeless poetry.


    Even if they are goddesses, they cannot escape the pursuit and whims of being literature enthusiasts.


    And compared to playing a supporting role to the God of Light, my stage here allows them to realize their self-worth.


    After three years of slowly boiling the frog, along with teasing them with the "Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle," it''s obvious who''s more attractive.


    So next, I only need to take the Muses for a spin in front of Apollo, who is serving his sentence in Thessaly, candidly expose some facts and issues, and mess with the mentality of that God of Light. Some people will then automatically complete all the mental gymnastics, sketching out a series of targeted conspiracies, pouring out all their grievances and discontent on the figures they disliked.


    No worries, I can take the blame, even to the end when those suspected Muses and themselves are all included.


    Apollo might sense that something is amiss, but even if it''s wrong, he won''t bow his head.


    That God of Light is too proud. It''s a fatal weakness in his character, and regardless of whether he sees clearly or not, he will fall into the trap.


    So, Lord Apollo, I have raised your lesser deities myself, be at ease.


    At this very moment, just as someone had predicted, the Muses began to appear at the crossroads one after another, sprinting forward to catch up with his pace.


    "God of Wine, wait for us, we''ll come with you!"


    "Apollo has gone too far!"


    "We''ve had enough! Let someone else serve him!"


    "Exactly!"


    And upon hearing the Muses chirpily recount what had just happened, Luo En couldn''t help but be surprised at the decisiveness of these artistic goddesses.


    It must be said, there really is a streak of madness in the bones of these Muses, no wonder they are sometimes considered the apostles of the God of Wine in some mythological lineages.


    But then again, daring to confront Apollo face to face, to turn against their chief god in the form of a lesser deity, that''s no small risk either.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then looked at the surrounding Muses with a worried expression and asked with concern.


    "So what will you do? With things turning out this way, won''t you be in trouble?"


    "Don''t worry, it''s Apollo who''s gone too far. Even if Father God were to blame someone, it wouldn''t fall on us. If it comes down to it, we''ll go straight to the Temple of Memory and have Mother Goddess decide!"


    Calliope, as the eldest sister, stood tall and firm in her response, while the Muses around her echoed her sentiments.


    However, Luo En still caught a trace of unease in their eyes, so he showed a heartwarming smile and spoke earnestly.


    "I''ll come with you!"


    Feeling the solemn promise, a warmth flowed through the Muses'' hearts, completely melting away the trace of apprehension about the future following their choice, and a strong sense of attachment and emotion welled up within them.


    The God of Wine, he really is someone worthy of trust and reliance.

 Chapter 169 Knowledge is Power, Books Add Critical Hit

    Mount Helicon, the ancient temple stood at the peak, quietly floating as if it were a pure memory cube in a giant''s hand.


    There it was, the Temple of Memory!


    On the gravel path connected to the foot of the mountain, Luo En and the team of ten, which included the nine Muses, looked up at the marvel at the end of the road and nodded to each other.


    Mnemosyne, the Goddess of Memory, language, and writing in the world of Greece.


    She was the daughter of Uranus and Gaea, one of the twelve Titans, and she bore the nine Muses with Zeus, thus esteemed as "Mother of the Muses."


    And Mount Helicon was the sacred place of this Goddess of Memory.


    Having chosen to break off from their patron, Apollo, the Muses, after much deliberation, decided to come to their mother Mnemosyne''s temple to seek help and support.


    However, in their memories, this mother''s character was extremely indifferent; she seldom intervened in disputes among the gods, often ignoring even her daughters.


    Moreover, considering the binding power of the Styx oath on the Titan Gods, the nine Muses did not know how their mother would react.


    Fortunately, they were not alone or without support.


    The Goddesses looked toward the God of Wine, who had been accompanying them all the way, providing encouragement and support, and felt greatly reassured.


    Subsequently, they calmed their minds, stepped over the last stair, and formally pushed open the great doors of the Temple of Memory.


    The moment their hands touched the door, the space around them rippled like water, bringing a strange sense of disorientation as if their senses and memories had been quietly peeled away and packed into a lighter, more sensitive body.


    By the time Luo En came to his senses, he was already inside the temple, its interior structure coming into view.


    A glance revealed geometric forms, clean colors, and pure space, creating a tranquil and solemn atmosphere, beautiful in its purity.


    The space around them twisted like a Rubik''s cube, continuously changing, but with each step they took, it stabilized.


    Different areas each held meticulously arranged bookshelves, filled with a vast sea of books as numerous as the stars.


    Luo En felt an immediate kinship, as if he were in a world-class library.


    "Mother Goddess, we''ve come to see you!"


    The Muse Euterpe, who presided over love poetry, landed on her feet and immediately displayed her lively character, taking Luo En by one hand, and with the other shaped like a trumpet to her lips, she called out loudly.


    The other Muses had no time to stop her before that cheerful voice echoed through the silent Temple of Memory.


    The next moment, countless bookshelves around them seemed to awaken, with a tumultuous rattle coming through.


    A few books fell from the shelves, hovering in midair, their pages rustling, with flickering runes and dancing characters appearing and disappearing within them.


    Instantly, the Muses''s expressions changed, as if a disturbing memory had been awakened.


    Seeing what was unfolding before him, Luo En vaguely remembered a universal rule from a past life in a library.


    ��In the library, loud noises are prohibited.


    "Run!"


    Luo En swept his gaze over these sinister creatures, and his eyes finally landed on the section titled "Mythological Epics," his gaze thoughtful.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, these mythical creatures must be phantoms created by the manifestation of the Divine Power of Memory, tasked with guarding the temple and blocking intruders.


    Luo En glanced at the Muses behind him, whose heads were bruised from the onslaught of books, and then at the Titan creatures of memory that stood in their way, each with the strength of deities. He couldn''t help but shake his head and sigh.


    Teacher does not deceive��I, knowledge truly is power!


    By this time, the rest of the Muses had also freed themselves from the vicious books and regrouped with Luo En and Euterpe at the front.


    They looked at the upgraded guards around the corner and couldn''t help but exchange glances.


    Strange, how were these lethal memory entities activated?


    Soon, they thought of a possibility, and their faces darkened.


    Could it be that the Mother Goddess doesn''t want to see us?


    Noticing the shared gloom among the Muses, Luo En cleared his throat and quietly reminded them.


    "Uh, could it be possible that it''s because of changes in your aura and divinity?"


    "..."


    The Muses smacked their foreheads in sudden realization.


    They had almost forgotten that they had just fired the Chief God Apollo, causing changes in their divinity and godhood. This would obviously lead to the Defensive Charm of the Temple of Memory misidentifying them.


    Realizing that it might have been a false alarm, the Muses progressively improved their mood.


    But soon, a new problem presented itself.


    If the official path was impassable, what should they do next?


    After a brief contemplation, the Muses'' gazes simultaneously turned to one sister among them.


    Instantly, Euterpe felt as if she had thorns in her back and instinctively shrank toward a corner.


    However, the Muses, who had just been beaten up by the books, showed no mercy as they dragged their sister out to the forefront. They even thoughtfully amplified her voice with Runes, waiting for her full-power output.


    There was no helping it; as the one responsible for solos and love poems, she was the one with the strongest voice.


    Moments later, a high-pitched lament, trembling with vibrato, exploded in the white corridor, echoing throughout the entire Temple of Memory.


    "Mother Goddess, please open the door!"


    After an uncanny silence, the whole Temple of Memory trembled violently like an old man with Parkinson''s.


    Shelves of books fell, charging fiercely at the shamelessly intruding Muses.


    Just as disaster was about to strike, the space around them twisted and turned like a Rubik''s cube. Luo En and the ten others had no time to react before their vision blurred, and they found themselves pulled into a quiet, spacious study.


    Behind a desk laden with crystal balls, hourglasses, astrolabes, and various other items, a Goddess who had been reading and pondering with her chin propped up, slowly lifted her head.


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 Chapter 170 I Choose to Take Them All! (6k words a day completed, asking for votes)

    She was an elegant lady, her features emanating intelligence and harmony, her flaxen hair cascading loosely over her shoulders, and her white robe worn in a relaxed fit that did not particularly accentuate her feminine softness and curves. From a distance, the figure engrossed in her scrolls looked more like a scholar than a goddess.


    "Weren''t you at Olympus? How did you come to my temple?"


    The calm voice echoed within the temple, her deep blue eyes sweeping over her daughters in the hall, a slight frown forming between her brows.


    "Moreover, why has your aura changed too?"


    Upon hearing these words, the Muses heaved a sigh of relief as though a weight had been lifted from their shoulders.


    Clearly, the mother goddess had not intentionally shut them out.


    With this certain answer, the Muses steadied their minds, gathered their courage, and revealed their journey''s encounters to their mother��Goddess Mnemosyne, the Goddess of Memory.


    After listening to her daughters'' chattering account, even the usually serene Mnemosyne couldn''t help but show a slight change in her expression.


    "You''ve broken with Apollo?"


    "It''s all because he went too far!"


    Euterpe waved her fists indignantly, with the rest of the Muses nodding in agreement.


    Looking at her spirited young daughters, the Goddess of Memory closed her scroll and asked expressionlessly.


    "It seems you are not afraid of Apollo''s retribution?"


    "No, we''re not afraid..."


    The Muses, hearing their mother''s unfriendly tone, stiffly replied.


    "Then why come to me? According to the oath of the Styx, Titan gods cannot easily interfere with the affairs of Olympus."


    The Goddess of Memory spoke calmly, her gaze piercing as she looked at her daughters within the temple, pressing further.


    "So, would you like me to find a suitable chief god to serve you? The jealous Hera? The slippery Hermes? The rash Ares? Hephaestus, who knows only smithing? Or Athena, who is hardly able to protect herself?"


    Clearly, Mnemosyne was not unaware of certain matters in Olympus; she had simply never spoken of them.


    Under their mother''s expressionless questioning, the Muses found even less to say.


    How could they not know that compared to the other eleven chief gods of Olympus, Apollo was already the best option available at the time?


    In order to have the God of Light look after them more, not pressing them into unwanted deeds, Mother Mnemosyne even granted Apollo a portion of the authority regarding "Sacred Words" from her divinity of memory and language.


    But after years of peaceful coexistence, they eventually messed things up due to a moment of impulse.


    If only they had known...


    "It''s not their fault!"


    Just as the Muses'' hearts were starting to drown in regret and confusion, Luo En stepped forward with resonating words, speaking out with righteous indignation.


    "This whole situation is because of me; therefore, I am willing to take responsibility!"


    Seeing the tall figure standing in front of them, hearing his solemn promise, the Muses felt deeply moved, their hearts melting in the warmth.


    The God of Wine, he truly...


    However, unlike her bewitched daughters, the Goddess of Memory looked at the young deity before her with a sneer and a shake of her head.


    "You? What exactly can you do?"


    "I can persuade Apollo to keep the secret..."


    A meaningful hum suddenly piqued Mnemosyne''s interest, who had not been too concerned until then.


    Seizing the moment, Luo En immediately proceeded to outline his strategy.


    "Being abandoned by his own lesser deities isn''t a flattering situation. Fortunately, there are only I, the nine Muses, and Apollo who know about it. Given the character of the God of Light, he would surely not want to expose his embarrassment, especially since he''s at fault as well..."


    As the Goddess of Memory, she naturally had a close affinity with books.


    Before Luo En could finish speaking, Mnemosyne instinctively opened the ancient covers and began to immerse herself in reading.


    Looking at the profound yet graceful phrases and the magnificent descriptions within the books, the Goddess of Memory''s eyes sparkled with delight as she rapidly flipped through the pages, lost in the joy of reading.


    However, it wasn''t long before this long-missed pleasure came to an abrupt halt.


    For both books had reached their end.


    "What comes next?" the Goddess of Memory asked anxiously, unable to wait as she stared at the vast blank space that followed, as if something was stuck in her throat.


    "That''s all..." Luo En spread his hands, appearing quite innocent.


    "That''s all?" the flustered Goddess of Memory nearly went mad, itching to drag the irresponsible author who didn''t finish the story out for a beating, "Who wrote this? Why isn''t it complete?!"


    Luo En cleared his throat awkwardly, pointed at himself and the Muses by his side, and managed a wry smile.


    "I apologize, Lady Goddess, but it will take some time for us to complete the manuscripts."


    "You?"


    Hearing this unexpected answer, the Goddess of Memory looked at the Divine Chronicle and the Sacred Words in her hands with surprise.


    Luo En nodded slightly, played up his helpless part to perfection, quietly waiting for her to name her price.


    Do you want me to attract Apollo''s hatred, to solve your daughters'' troubles? You should offer something substantial in return, right? My lady?


    His cunning purple eyes subtly flickered, his gaze lingering on the Goddess of Memory for a moment, conveying a deep and significant sentiment.


    In the Orphism, where he originally emerged as the Dionysian Sect, Mnemosyne was one of the most important deities.


    For memory holds a special and fundamental significance for the followers of Orpheus; not the memory of everyday trivialities but the remembrance of the true origins and living conditions of mankind. Recalling that humans have within them a part of the Titan realm �C and this part hides the divine origins of man, along with their universally significant birth �C as stated in the remnants of Petelia:


    "You must tell them: ''I am the son of the earth and the wide sky full of stars, I am the offspring of deities. You all know this.''"


    It is this memory that is the real inevitability, the salvation of departed souls.


    For within the Dionysian Sect, humanity is born from the ashes of Titans, naturally imbued with Divinity; they need not labor for the gods!


    To embed such heretical ideas into the souls of humanity, to make them fully realized, one would need the Authority of the Goddess of Memory.


    - Legend has it that Mnemosyne controls two sacred springs.


    One of which allows souls to retain eternal knowledge and memory, so that all the departed may live unbowed and die undying!


    So be it the Muses who alter history or the Goddess of Memory who guards the sacred springs.


    - His choice was to have them all!


    And at that very moment, after a tumultuous struggle of thought, Mnemosyne, gripping the two incomplete manuscripts tightly, made her decision.


    "Fine, you''ll stay for a few days, and here, I will forge for you the ''Crown of Inspired Thought''!"


    Although it wasn''t safe to let her daughters venture out, imbuing parts of the Muses'' Divine essence onto this outstanding author, thus enabling him to continue crafting these unprecedented masterpieces, was not an issue.


    Hearing the Goddess of Memory''s promise, the wolf in the room continued to disguise itself as a harmless little rabbit, beaming with a radiant and sincere smile.


    "Good, as you wish!"


    The Muses by his side, too, could not help but feel overjoyed, their eyes excitedly sparkling.


    Forging the ''Crown of Inspired Thought'' would require the use of their Divinity �� didn''t this imply that their mother had acquiesced to their binding relationship with the God of Wine, consenting to their growing closeness?


    Discerning this answer, the Muses instantly cheered and swarmed him, some taking his arm, others tugging at his clothing, eager to escort the ''righteous'' and ''noble'' God of Wine for a tour of the entire Temple of Memory, incessantly chattering about the various seminal works housed within the temple along the way.


    These unruly girls...


    Looking at the now empty main hall, alongside the once again desolate surroundings, the Goddess of Memory couldn''t help but shake her head and turned the pages of the two manuscripts on the desk, yearning to read through them all over again.


    A breeze drifted through the hall, causing a loose strap to slip off the translucent skin, revealing the delicate collarbone and flawless white arm beneath.

 Chapter 171 A Ladys Witty Strategy Pacifies the World, Losing Both Her Daughter and Soldiers

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    Several days later, it was nighttime.


    Luo En sat at his bedroom desk, activated the illuminating fluorite, and, as usual, pulled out several ancient magical tomes from the bookshelf that appeared beside him, hungrily flipping through them.


    As the sacred land of the Goddess of Memory, the collection of books and knowledge reserves here were, undoubtedly, the most comprehensive library in all of Greece.


    In theory, as long as Goddess Mnemosyne nodded her head, any visitor granted access could peruse any materials and books they desired.


    The ones before him were essentially the textbooks he urgently needed, which could greatly complete his framework of magical knowledge.


    While reading, Luo En turned the pages of the magic tomes at a very fast pace, scanning ten lines, even a hundred lines, with his eyes at a time.


    But even so, as soon as he put down a book and closed his eyes, those obscure and difficult passages would clearly emerge in his mind, as if directly etched in the depths of his memory, transforming into an immortal palace, never to fade.


    ����The crown of thoughts, the palace of memory.


    This was the blessing from the nine Muses and the Goddess of Memory.


    It is said that there was a Greek poet �C Simonides �C who attended a feast, and after he passionately recited a lyric poem in the grand banquet hall praising the great gods Castor and Pollux, he was called out by an oracle of the gods. Meanwhile, the banquet hall collapsed, and not a single guest inside survived. The bodies were indistinct and hard for families to recognize, yet Simonides identified each one based on their seating arrangements in the hall, as if he used his hands to rebuild the palace of memory with the revelation of the oracle.


    Therefore, Greeks believed that there was a palace governed by the Goddess of Memory deep within human memory; those who could open it would tap into the spring of knowledge and wisdom.


    Thus, using it for literary creation, to continue writing the "Divine Chronicle" and the "Sacred Words," was merely its initial application. To harness one''s learning abilities and make the accumulation of knowledge leap qualitatively, that was the real way to unlock it.


    And with the blessing of thoughts and the access permissions given to him by the Goddess of Memory and the nine Muses, Luo En frantically scoured through tens of thousands of various books on the shelves. Within just a few days, he had nearly swept through the entire library, constructing his own palace of knowledge deep within his mind.


    His knowledge reserves and magical level also soared dramatically as a result.


    Unfortunately, the completion of the "crown of thoughts" signified that he no longer had a reason to stay.


    Theoretically, he was about to be shown the door by the Goddess of Memory.


    However, after Luo En quickly finished flipping through several magical tomes in his hands, he calmly pulled out paper and pen from beside the desk and wrote down today''s three "reading reflections."


    ����The Man Who Sold Statues, The Fox and the Grapes, The Lion and the Wild Donkey


    Soon, under the blessing of the Muse''s inspiration, the three vividly interesting stories with witty and humorous language were completed.


    After reviewing them and ensuring there were no taboo phrases, Luo En was satisfied. He dried the ink and stuffed the three sheets of parchment filled with his reflections into the magical tomes he had read, preparing to hand them over to the Goddess of Memory the next day.


    As per the usual practice these past few days, upon receiving the returned magical tomes and reading his "reflections," Mnemosyne would most likely praise his learning attitude and generously extend his stay in the Temple of Memory, encouraging him to continue his diligent efforts.


    After all, history had proven the enduring cultural impact of Aesop''s Fables.


    Moreover, in a world of gods rife with schemes and battle, some fables that stray from grand narratives and have a unique content were simply a delightful diversion that added color to the life of Mnemosyne, who loved reading and knowledge.


    And it was for this reason that the Goddess of Memory turned a blind eye, allowing Luo En''s prolonged visit.


    Having completed the updates for the next day, Luo En felt refreshed and comfortable in both body and mind.


    No help for it, the life of an author is always so simple and pure.


    "Yes, because of Mother''s command, we are afraid we won''t be able to leave the Temple of Memory together and accompany you."


    Am I leaving?


    Soon Luo En realized it was a casual brush-off from the Goddess of Memory��just yesterday, she had signaled him to update more and slack off less.


    She probably couldn''t bear to lower her dignity, feigning a just image devoid of any private deals with him, purposely adopting a distanced attitude.


    By the way, it also kept those Muses at a distance from him until the problem was resolved.


    But these Muses, as daughters, believed it to be true, thinking their parting was imminent, and thus all crammed in to cherish the last moments of their time together.


    Realizing the misunderstanding, Luo En immediately smiled and spoke a good word for the Goddess of Memory.


    "No problem, I can understand Goddess Mnemosyne''s predicament."


    "That is only the will of the Mother Goddess, it does not represent our thoughts!"


    At this, the Muses, upon hearing these words, felt even more anxious and excitedly grasped Luo En''s arms, seriously stating.


    "Whenever and wherever, we are willing to be with you, we have absolutely no intention of abandoning you!"


    Seeing their line of thought, seemingly starting to stray, Luo En subconsciously wanted to speak up to correct it.


    However, the nine Muses exchanged looks, as if they had come to a certain resolution, and solemnly declared.


    "Tonight, let us honor this promise in our own way!"


    Honor this promise?


    As Luo En was somewhat perplexed, nine arms grabbed onto his arms, wrapped around his shoulders, cradled his head, or pressed on his chest...


    A pair of eyes, whether lively, solemn, gentle, or serious, all stared intently at that handsome face, their burning gazes igniting the air in the bedroom.


    In that moment, Luo En realized what the nine Muses meant by "honoring the promise."


    And before he could speak, the fiery and impulsive "love" took the lead, plunging down to seal his lips with a passionate prolonged kiss.


    As Euterpe took the initiative, the remaining eight Muses were not to be outdone and surged forward, each one filling up the divine male spirit in their own way.


    While the Muses are nine goddesses with distinct personalities, because of their shared "artistic" divine office, they could also exist as a collective thought.


    "Click~"


    The fluorite shattered, and the room plunged into darkness.


    Amidst repeated "devotion" and "admiration" from the nine Muses, the new leader of the Muses could no longer restrain himself, turned over and rose up, refilling the nine desires over and over, leaving his own marks imprinted.


    Meanwhile, at the heart of the Temple of Memory.


    Goddess Mnemosyne, in front of her desk, gazed at the swaying bookshelves around her and the faint, alluring sounds from deep within the temple, with a face black as the bottom of a pot.


    But in the end, looking at the three book reviews in her hand, she could only resignedly sketch out several lines of Hermes Script, isolating herself in a peaceful environment, and continued reading the manuscript in her hands.

 Chapter 173 Have the guts to speak up on the main account, Ares! (4.7k)

    Cyprus.


    A slender silver-haired youth, clutching a bag in his arms, stumbled hastily through the dense forest.


    Severe abrasions on his arms and legs, blood seeping from his forehead, and a bronze arrow piercing through his left shoulder blade... Every one of these signs unmistakably indicated that he was fleeing an assassin''s pursuit.


    "Escape? Can you escape?"


    A dark cold snort sounded; a middle-aged man with a head of disheveled red hair and a red beard, dressed in a Thracian-style green robe, carrying a wooden spear, followed leisurely behind the silver-haired youth, showing no hurry to end the chase. It seemed he was simply enjoying the process of hunting and tormenting his prey.


    Seeing his pursuer closing in once more, the fleeing silver-haired youth, or rather, the future Medicine God Asclepius, clenched his teeth and reached into his bag, pulling out two clay bottles and hurling them behind him with all his might.


    The red-haired man raised his hand to touch his cheek, where a faint trace of dark, foul-smelling blood oozed out. He sneered and waved his wooden spear.


    You''ve tried that move already, brat!


    Blood-red glyphs shot forward, shattering the two flying clay bottles in mid-air.


    At the same time, a crimson Divine Power spread out, igniting suddenly like a fierce flame, completely consuming the fragments of the bottles and the medicinal powder that scattered within.


    Seeing his last means of self-defense easily neutralized, Asclepius, who was already losing a lot of blood, grew even paler; a surge of despair rose in his heart.


    Originally, he had merely accepted the invitation of the Prince of Cyprus, Adonis, to treat his hidden illness.


    But who would have imagined that after curing Adonis and being sent out of the city, he would run straight into a madman?


    This fellow, upon learning he was the doctor who had cured Adonis, didn''t say a word and started chasing him with a spear.


    Although he managed to severely injure the man''s eyes with a hastily concocted lethal Magic Potion while the man was off guard,


    Sensing the fierce and raging Divine Power bearing down on him, the nearly suffocating Asclepius realized how ludicrous his supposed last stand was.


    The disparity between them was as wide as that between the clouds and mud.


    Once that man lost interest in toying with him, he couldn''t even block a single strike.


    As the blazing redness rapidly filled his view, Asclepius closed his eyes in defeat.


    Yet, after a few breaths, the anticipated pain and death did not come as expected.


    Instead, a warm arm patted his shoulder.


    "Hey, kid, how long do you plan to stand there dumbstruck? Aren''t you leaving?"


    An elderly voice echoed around his ears, and Asclepius instinctively opened his eyes to find the source.


    Suddenly, he saw a two-meter-tall, silver-grey-haired, blind old man, gripping the crimson spear with his raised right hand, his muscles bulging, the golden Divine Power flowing within his body steadily eroding the Divinity on the spear.


    ��Homer?


    Astonished by the blind old man''s exaggerated muscles that seemed forged of steel and the tremendous Divinity emanating from him, Asclepius couldn''t help but be dumbfounded.


    ��This is... a poet?


    "Haha, just when I''m feeling bored, another one comes to seek death!"


    At this moment, seeing someone successfully block his spear, the red-haired man laughed in delight rather than anger, his bloodlust growing even more intense and wild. With a sonic boom through the air, he turned into a crimson blur, lunging forward.


    Seeing this, the blind old man''s heart tightened. Without thinking further, he kicked behind him and with his freed left hand, began to rapidly trace a series of Hermes Script in the direction where Asclepius was falling.

 Chapter 174 The Mage Knows Martial Arts, Even the Gods Cant Withstand It

    "Buzz!"


    The earth trembled, ether buzzed, and a fierce blood light burst into the sky from the center of the explosion, igniting the air around it.


    Every Hermes Script, linear divine pattern, Titan Holy Word, and primal alphabet that shot toward it were instantly dispersed by the blood light the moment they got close.


    Even curses and spells formed from combinations of curse words, magic, witchcraft, and ceremonial curses on a grand scale were unable to inflict any damage.


    The magic power that came into contact with Lycurgus, now possessed by Ares, was not so much resisted as it was annihilated instantly by the pure and domineering divinity of war.


    Even the few stray spells that barely penetrated the layer of burning blood brilliance and landed on the body of the King of Thracians could only leave sparks on steel, unable to leave any noticeable marks on that rigid ironclad body.


    ��Full magic resistance! Dammit!


    Seeing that blood-colored figure withstand a bombardment of magic formulas, striding out of the sea of fire and rapidly approaching, Luo En, boosted by the "Goat''s" Divine Speed, cursed under his breath and again increased the distance.


    For a mage, distance is life.


    It provides sufficient reaction time for the spellcaster and gives them a sense of security.


    ��Trying to run? Coward!


    Ares looked at the fleeing figure with scorn, then leaned back, his arm holding the spear tensed, muscles bulging out under the skin, his whole body taut like a longbow at full draw.


    Witnessing his opponent''s action, and the wooden spear ignited by the blood-colored war divinity, Luo En''s hairs stood on end. He instantly pushed the "Goat''s" Authority to its limit, his body flickering and shifting through the woods, leaving behind a myriad of afterimages.


    Almost at the same instant, Ares'' arm swung forward, the blood-red spear shooting out, a string of sonic booms following one after another, nearly piercing eardrums.


    The next moment, the raging and swift blood torrent tore apart and annihilated every obstruction in its path, instantly piercing through a mountain nearly a hundred meters high, to say nothing of the rocks, trees, insects, fish, birds, and beasts along the way.


    Bang bang bang bang!


    The duplicated images one by one shattered, and the materialized body, sensing danger, urgently twisted and turned its head.


    "Puff!"


    Ultimately, that blood-colored, burning-out spear grazed Luo En''s cheek by a hair''s breadth, taking with it a wisp of golden-red blood strands, before embedding into the stone wall behind him, its tail vibrating intensely.


    Tch, so close.


    Seeing his confident strike fail to achieve the expected effect, Ares, discontented, reached forward to retrieve the Divine Artifact once more.


    Luo En reached up to wipe away the trail of blood on his cheek and, using that streak of Divine Blood as ink, rapidly sketched his most proficient Hermes Script in front of him. Dozens of Magic Circle Diagrams of varying sizes formed in an instant, interlocking like gears in motion, restructuring the space around and even the "World"!


    At the same time, Luo En''s clenched fists, like a battering ram, smashed fiercely into the exposed chest of his target.


    "Crack!"


    Accompanied by a grating sound of bones shattering, Ares, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashed heavily onto the ground.


    Suddenly, darkness swarmed his vision as dark red blood spurted from his mouth.


    And just as Ares'' consciousness became chaotic, the shadow of his shameless attacker followed closely like a bone-deep abscess, stomping firmly on his chest, further deepening the War God''s injuries.


    Damn it!


    Summoning a shred of focus through the pain, an infuriated Ares instantly grabbed the opponent''s ankle with one hand and swung the wooden spear in his other hand, attempting to regain the initiative.


    But the opponent decisively kicked him away, giving him no chance to strike back.


    Following that, Ares tumbled backwards, falling into a heap.


    Yet before he could hit the ground, his shadow-like opponent, utilizing the Authority of Divine Speed, appeared preemptively at Ares'' landing spot, unleashing a barrage of straight punches, hooks, leg sweeps, and roundhouse kicks on the shell that housed the War God''s will.


    For a moment, crackling explosions sounded like muffled thunder, resonating together.


    Dizzy and disoriented, Ares was like dough smashed on a cutting board, enduring repeated pounding and torture.


    "Hum!"


    Finally, the vast spilled Divine Blood ignited into a fierce, crimson flame, forcing the opponent to retreat.


    With his body twisted grotesquely, Ares slowly climbed out of the crater, and beneath the waves of blood-red flames, his broken bones realigned themselves, flesh regrew, and even his head, which had turned to his back, was twisted back into place by his hands.


    The striking visual in front of him was filled with a sense of horror, as if a demon was returning from hell. Your next chapter is on empire


    Watching the scene unfold, Luo En immediately felt a headache coming on.


    Just now, he had used magic, Authority, and cunning to lure Ares into a pre-set trap, exposing his weakness. He then closed the distance and unleashed the "Infinite Martial Refinement," taking his combat skills to the extreme to subdue his opponent.


    But with a moment''s laxity, this monster, riddled with fatal injuries, revived on the spot with full health, and even its momentum surged higher.


    Indeed, dealing with a Chief God who had surpassed "Immortality" to achieve "Immortality" was quite tricky. Even if it was just an Avatar, it was far beyond ordinary Deities.


    Therefore, it had to be a one-hit kill!


    A fierce light flashed through Luo En''s eyes.

 Chapter 175 The First One—Phanes!

    "Hahaha! Good, very good!"


    At this moment, Ares, having healed his wounds, spat out a mouthful of blood foam and burst into a frenzied laughter. He then tore off the strip of cloth from his eyes, his bloodshot eyes staring at Luo En ahead, his face corroded by poison revealing a fierce excitement.


    "Little one, you''re worth my full effort!"


    "As a reward, this King will grant you death��in the way of a warrior!"


    No sooner had his voice fallen than the bloody figure rushed in front of Luo En in an instant.


    So fast!


    Fast enough to even match the speed of [Goat]!


    Luo En watched as the spearhead rapidly enlarged before him, a chill in his heart. He immediately sidestepped and leaped backward, narrowly avoiding the heavy and forceful strike.


    Fortunately, what [Goat] possessed wasn''t just speed, but also unmatched agility in complex terrain.


    Seeing his strike miss, Ares pressed down on his wrist, the spearhead flicked upward, aiming straight for his target''s throat.


    Luo En then traced out over a hundred runes of Hermes Script in the air, but this time not to attack. Instead, they flew out in every direction, segmenting and transforming the space around them.


    Both [Goat], derived from Pan, and [Bull], from Crete Island, possessed the trait of [Labyrinth].


    Consequently, Ares, trapped within it, had difficulty discerning direction and could only watch helplessly as his opponent reopened the distance and fled backward.


    "You only know how to flee? Coward!"


    Witnessing this warrior, who clearly possessed formidable combat skills, starting to avoid the fight again, Ares, as the king of warriors, cursed this disgraced member of the warrior class.


    However, Luo En cast a sweeping glance over the several deep pits gouged out by the blood-colored spear on the ground, and the terrifying intent to kill they contained; without a moment''s hesitation, he turned his head and ran even faster.


    Death! I must kill this coward!


    Unable to bear it any longer, Ares slammed his wooden spear into the ground, breaking apart the Magic Array that trapped him, and then charged furiously towards the disgrace of the warrior class, his crimson eyes gradually filling with blood.


    Seeing the bloody shadow relentlessly pursuing him, Luo En took advantage of the terrain and magic, fighting and retreating.


    The swarming Runes and densely laid Magic Circles along his path detonated in succession, but failed to slow down Ares''s speed.


    Instead, as time passed, the bloody figure behind him drew nearer and nearer, the crimson flames even igniting the sky, his frenzied and brutal roars growing louder and louder.


    "Die! Die! Die!"


    Listening to the deafening roar behind him, Luo En''s eyes narrowed, his peripheral vision caught sight of the monstrous beast-like figure with blood steaming and burning all over, and he felt greatly reassured.


    Indeed, to invoke the war divinity to such an extent is not without its limits.


    The answer is, it requires the sacrifice of rationality!


    And this, too, perfectly fits Ares''s usual way of fighting.


    To exchange brains for brute strength? Utter folly!


    A trace of coldness flickered in Luo En''s eyes, and he then looked ahead at the vast blue sea, a sense of relief washing over his face.


    Fortunately, he had the foresight to construct the concept of "Phanes" in the Divine Chronicle and [Holy Verses] he composed, setting the foundation to simultaneously wield the power of four divine avatars, hiding his strongest trump card.


    Otherwise, it might have been him lying down now.


    Luo En slowly looked down, feeling a lingering fear as he gazed at the wooden spear that had pierced through his shoulder blade, and took a forceful attempt to pull it out.


    A jet of blood shot from the wound, blasting a deep pit in the sand. The dense intention of death materialized like ink, causing the grapevines around to wither and perish.


    He had to expel this power as soon as possible!


    Witnessing this scene, Luo En''s heart tightened, and he immediately threw the wooden spear into the Magic Circle Diagram, intending to leave the battlefield quickly and find a secluded place to recuperate.


    However, he had only taken a few steps when the divine avatar that simultaneously bore the images of the [Bull], [Great Whale], [Goat], and [Wild Boar] abruptly shattered, dissipating into specks of light dust.


    Damn it!


    The [Original] state, wielding four avatars at once, was not perfected and couldn''t be sustained for long!


    Luo En cursed under his breath, suddenly feeling a brutal force from the wound on his shoulder violently barging into his body.


    "Pfft!"


    With his organs jolted, a sweet, bloody taste filled his throat, and he spat out a puddle of death-laden black-red blood. His vision began to spin wildly.


    In the midst of severe pain and confusion, Luo En barely concentrated a shred of will, diving into the sea, trying to counteract the surging death intent in his body with the sea''s healing magical protection.


    However, faced with the will of a dying [World], the solitary sea divinity clearly couldn''t provide effective suppression.


    When the intention of death burst forth in another concentrated outbreak, Luo En''s vision darkened. He managed to set up a protective spell just in time before he completely lost consciousness, and his uncontrolled body sank into the depths of the dark sea.


    Time passed and how long, no one could tell; then, a faint light began to glimmer in the darkness.


    A graceful silhouette, amidst the escort and murmuring of marine creatures, swam through a resplendent coral forest, toward that flickering cocoon of light at the center.


    Is it him?


    The golden-haired, blue-eyed goddess hesitated for a moment before she bit her lip and reached out to lift the cocoon of light.


    However, as if instinctively feeling something, two arms broke through the flickering cocoon and firmly wrapped around her slender waist, a head nestling into her warm, soft bosom.


    This little bastard!


    Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the golden-haired goddess''s cheeks flushed and she cursed under her breath, trying to shake the other off.


    But in the next moment, several tendrils as thin as hairs��light-like vegetal roots��pierced into her skin, causing the sea divinity and divine blood within her to gush out like a breached dam.


    At the same time, an eerie intoxication made her feel as if she had been force-fed barrel upon barrel of strong wine; her whole body went limp and hot, unable to move, as she let the creature, like an octopus, cling onto her, frantically sucking and drawing.


    Moreover, the loss of divine power and divine blood brought an inexplicable sense of pleasure, continuously washing over her mind and reason.


    "Mmm, get me back quickly!"


    In her urgency, she couldn''t afford to think further, and with a suppressed moan escaping her lips, she hastily summoned a white dolphin and gave the command.


    The dolphin immediately carried the joined pair on its back, flicked its tail, and vanished swiftly into the vast darkness.

 Chapter 176 The Birth of the Minotaur God (Bounty Begins, First Release for Votes)

    Several days later, on a verdant island.


    The bright sunshine poured onto the beach, radiating a warm, generous heat; the moist sea breeze brushed through the woods, bringing in the fresh air.


    An outline beneath the shade of a tree yawned as if awakening from a great dream, lazily stretching his limbs before shifting into a new position, ready to continue savoring the delightful moments on the sunny beach.


    However, the soft and delicate touch in his hand jolted him into alertness, prompting him to open his eyes involuntarily.


    Immediately, beneath him, a "cushion" with a appearance of golden hair, blue eyes, and curves in all the right places that promised a quality sleep, came into view.


    Luo En''s expression became slightly stiff, and after racking his brain for a while, he could not recall any memories of it, so he looked down at the golden-haired goddess with a bit of an embarrassed expression.


    "Um..."


    "Thetis, I was the one who saved you and brought you ashore,"


    The golden-haired goddess seemed to know what he wanted to ask and responded indifferently, but her voice carried a whiff of some deep-seated resentment.


    "So, can you get up now?"


    "Oh, sorry."


    Upon hearing her faint reminder, Luo En snapped back to reality, quickly chuckled and scrambled off her body, stealing a glance at this Ocean Goddess.


    Thetis? So this is what she really looks like?


    Surprisingly beautiful, no wonder Zeus, that old lecher, had his eye on her.


    The man under the shade couldn''t help but admire the supreme beauty of the Ocean Goddess in front of him, while feeling a stir of emotions in his heart.


    Indeed, it was an unavoidable karmic tie...


    In fact, the epic hero saga "The Iliad" has a later part about the confrontation between Lycurgus, the King of Thracians, and Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    "For his defiance against the Heavenly God, he once chased the mad


    nursemaids of Dionysus down from sacred Mount Nysa,


    they were struck to death with pruning-hooks by the murderous Lycurgus,


    dived into the waves to flee, and Thetis sheltered him in her trembling arms,


    the mortal''s roars kept causing him to shiver."


    Simply put, the young Dionysus, intimidated by Lycurgus, transformed into a Bull and fled into the sea. Only by the Ocean Goddess Thetis'' protection did he survive.


    Although he was not the original, young God of Wine of history, and Lycurgus was more than just the King of Thracians.


    But after being injured and entering the sea, the encounter with Thetis he had, had not deviated from the tracks of fate.


    As Luo En''s thoughts surged, his "savior" bit her lip and couldn''t help but say coldly, "Have you stared enough?"


    Seeing the defenseless sleeping beauty within the clamshell, Luo En couldn''t help but shake his head with a wry smile, patiently completing the last stroke of the magic array, and activating it in one smooth motion.


    Immediately, multiple intersecting beams of light rose from the ground, forming a closed circle, completely protecting Thetis along with her chamber.


    As the runes pulsed and flickered, magic power particles began to converge towards the center incessantly.


    Having done all this, Luo En clapped his hands with satisfaction, turned, and came to the front of a deep pool, sinking his consciousness into the sea of his mind, starting to seriously check on his own condition.


    It must be said, with the nourishment of Thetis, the blood pack, he had recovered very well, his wounds healed.


    Moreover, within the golden wheel, the vine of his life that sprouted, had grown even further, with its green-red tendrils extending into the fifth slot of the golden wheel, the branches bearing mature grapes dripping with purple-red divine liquid, coalescing into a figure holding a long spear, its aura violent and frenzied��The Fifth Incarnation, the Warrior!


    Luo En, gazing at the bronze altar with five of the twelve sides of the die now lit, couldn''t help but open his eyes and tighten his fists in excitement.


    Clearly, after his battle with Ares and completely annihilating the latter''s incarnation, the vine��which had drunk abundantly of the blood of war and devoured the remnants of the divine heart��had successfully catalyzed the fifth incarnation for him.


    How generous my great-grandfather has been, not only sending reinforcements from afar, helping consolidate this fifth incarnation for me; knowing I temporarily lacked a suitable weapon, he even exploded a rare equipment drop.


    While mockingly joking, Luo En opened the Magic Circle Diagram and took out the sealed divine spear, examining it closely.


    Legend has it that one of the three supreme gods of Rome �� Mars, the god of war, once bestowed a Spear of Nation-Building made from a branch of the World Tree to his son Romulus, with which he founded the Roman Empire on the seven hills.


    According to the origins of Greek and Roman mythology, if I''m not mistaken, this is that very Spear of Nation-Building of the future.


    Sweet!


    Luo En exclaimed, caressing the Divine Artifact that had given him so much trouble before.


    However, as they came into contact, the red runes on the spear began to pulse, unleashing waves of violent humming, as if it wanted to break free of its restraints and return to its former master.


    Hmph, trying to escape?


    The Minotaur god, not deigning to offer experience with disdainful laughter, summoned The Fifth Incarnation behind him at once.


    Instantly, The Warrior bathed in the blood light bellowed, reaching out to grab the restless spear. The pure, domineering essence of the war divinity poured manically into the Divine Artifact, burning away the old markings and stamping a new allegiance.


    After a moment, the finally tamed Spear of Nation-Building ceased its restlessness and let out a submissive hum in Luo En''s hands.


    However, before the Minotaur god could rejoice in his conquest again, a crimson beam of bloodlight tore the clouds apart and plummeted like a red comet onto Cyprus Island.


    In the midst of a violent explosion, a burly and fierce silhouette stepped out of the burning flames from the crater, erupting in a furious roar.


    "My spear! Who? Who did this! I''ll slaughter them!"


    Oh, the victim has come looking for me.


    On the Nameless Island, Luo En casually stowed the war spear back into the Magic Circle Diagram, while gazing towards Cyprus Island, where the red glow bled across half the sky, his eyes showing a hint of malice.


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    Perfect, the next act still requires your participation, great-grandfather...

 Chapter 177 The Day the Goddess Suffers

    Several days later, on the lush deserted island.


    The rosy twilight bathed the island, and the sea breeze brushed gently.


    In the sleeping chamber, Thetis let out a soft murmur, awakening from her slumber, stretching her limbs within the confines of a giant clamshell.


    The stiffness of her divine power and the weakness of her body jolted her to the realization of her predicament, prompting her to sit up and open her eyes to assess herself and her surroundings.


    Thankfully, nothing was amiss.


    Her neatly dressed attire, the familiar furnishings of the room, and the lack of any trace of an outsider''s presence, allowed the Ocean Goddess to breathe a sigh of relief. Her tense body relaxed against the clamshell, and a trace of fondness grew inside her for a certain figure who annoyed yet amused her.


    That little rascal, though flippant in his ways, at least had some integrity, truly not taking advantage of one in a vulnerable state.


    It wasn''t in vain that she had taken the risk to save him.


    "Awake? Would you like to come out and eat something?"


    Just as Thetis was lost in thought, a gentle inquiry drifted in from outside the hall.


    The Ocean Goddess looked up at the wall and door where several Hermes Script symbols formed eye shapes, giving her a feeling of being subtly spied upon. Her face stiffened, and she instinctively pulled her slightly low neckline higher, criticizing inwardly.


    Alright, there is a line, but not by much...


    On the open ground before the great hall, Luo En, hearing the door being pulled open, looked up and saw the graceful figure approaching him. He reached for a rabbit, grilled to a golden crisp on the fire, and smiled as he offered it to her.


    "Here, I just made this; try it."


    Thetis pursed her lips, sat down after bending her knees, and accepted the other''s gesture of goodwill, placing it in her mouth ready to make a symbolic taste.


    However, as the savory strands of meat touched her palate, the Ocean Goddess widened her mouth and decisively picked up the pace of her eating.


    Not bad, worthy of being a Lesser Deity under the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia.


    Moreover, having slept for so many days, she was truly hungry.


    "To prevent any accidents, I left a few protective spells inside your sleeping chamber, my apologies for the intrusion."


    "Hmm," Thetis nodded slightly, neither approving nor disapproving.


    "Seeing you awake safely puts my mind at ease. I must also thank you for your assistance earlier."


    "No need for thanks, helping you was also helping myself," Thetis responded after swallowing a piece of the rabbit meat, looking up at Luo En in front of the fire with a languid expression.


    "If you and the others could just visit my father''s and sister''s homes less often in the future, I would be extremely grateful."


    Hearing this remark tinged with a hint of grievance, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a bit embarrassed. Stay tuned with empire


    It seems the wool he had sheared before was a bit too much; the Queen of the Sea and the old man of the sea probably complained quite a bit in Thetis''s ear.


    The tempestuous roars echoed louder than the last as a burly figure holding the Golden Sword stood at the center of the blood-colored storm, furiously slashing at the sea surface.


    With each rune on the sword''s body shimmering and shifting, ribbons of blood-colored light fell sharply like Sharp Swords, the surging Magic Power creating rainbow-like streams of light upon contact with the air.


    It was breathtakingly beautiful, yet extremely dangerous!


    The surrounding seawater boiled over, and the islands in its path began collapsing one after the other.


    The intense tremors also reached the feet of the two individuals.


    �� Sword of the War God!


    Seeing this scene, Thetis''s face changed dramatically.


    �� It''s Ares!


    Why would he cause trouble in the Sea of Okeanos?


    Suddenly, the Ocean Goddess seemed to recall something, abruptly standing up and intently staring at a particular figure opposite her.


    "What have you done?"


    "What? Isn''t he looking for you?"


    Luo En blinked, pretending to be clueless and innocent, hoping to bluff his way through.


    "One can disguise their appearance, one can mislead with false origins..."


    Clearly, as a sage among the Ocean Nymphs, Thetis was not as easily deceived as Hestia.


    "You seem to possess some sort of blessing from the ocean, and your injuries, were they caused by the Divinity of war?"


    The Ocean Goddess, recalling the scene from their first encounter and looking at the wildly raging Warrior King in the heart of the blood-colored storm, trembled slightly in her voice.


    "So, what exactly have you done to him?"


    "Uh, we had a small... altercation," Luo En reluctantly admitted when he saw he couldn''t keep the truth hidden any longer.


    "And then?"


    "I accidentally killed his incarnation..."


    Upon hearing this, Thetis felt darkness before her eyes and nearly fainted.


    Disaster!


    Why did I, on a whim, pick up this calamity and bring it home?


    In this moment, the Ocean Goddess realized she''d inadvertently gotten herself entangled in a massive problem and, looking at the culprit before her, her guts twisted with regret.

 Chapter 178 Dragging the Decent Goddess into the Water (8k a Day Completed)

    Seeing his lifesaver''s regretful and pained expression, Luo En quickly offered heartfelt comfort.


    "Don''t worry, I did it cleanly. With Ares''s brain, he definitely won''t be able to trace it back to me!"


    "So, that''s why he''s run off to the Sea of Okeanos to trouble us?"


    Thetis gazed somberly at the opposite side, grinding her silver teeth, her blue eyes brimming with grief and indignation.


    "That, was an accident..."


    Luo En chuckled dryly, attempting to make excuses, but under the murderous gaze of the Ocean Goddess, he ultimately shifted his head away, guiltily.


    Alright, he did it on purpose.


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    Choosing the seaside for a decisive battle, the protection and healing granted by his ocean authority, his incarnation as the Great Whale wielding divinity, along with the dissipation of the Spear of Nation-Building''s presence at sea...


    All these factors combined, even Athena, renowned for her wisdom, would be misled to first suspect the ocean deities, let alone the single-minded Ares.


    Moreover, Olympus, represented by Zeus, had just made its move against the Sea of Okeanos.


    The motives and reasons were all terrifyingly sufficient.


    By the way, that Dice of Chance on him, coupled with the divine protection of art and memory granted by the Nine Muses, practically maxed out his BUFF for good deeds done in anonymity.


    Even if Ares projected his consciousness into the King of Thracians, he would be affected by the intense "chance" and "divinity of memory" at the scene, influenced to make the wrong judgments.


    And there, everything played out just as he had rehearsed.


    The only thing he miscalculated was being saved by the Ocean Goddess Thetis.


    And to top it off, this woman was the wise Nymph herself, and his shameless framing of the ocean gods was caught red-handed.


    Troublesome...


    Luo En raised his head and stroked his chin, gazing pensively at Thetis before him.


    Feeling the two gazes upon her, the Ocean Goddess was startled, instinctively stepping backward, planning to use her innate Art of Transformation to dive into the sea and escape.


    However, before she could take a few steps, a hand pressed on her shoulder, pulling her weak body back in front of the fire.


    "Don''t be nervous, you are my savior, how could I possibly repay kindness with malice? Besides, if I really wanted to harm you, would I have waited for you to wake up?"


    That was indeed the case...


    After a moment''s thought, Thetis slightly lowered her guard and asked coldly.


    "What do you want, then?"


    "It''s not about what I want, it''s about what you want."


    Luo En smiled, extending two fingers, showing a gesture of openness.


    "Now you have two choices: First, run out and snitch, hand me over. Of course, I won''t admit to it, and I''ll erase all evidence against me."


    Without hesitation, Thetis discarded that option.


    It''d be easy to betray this guy beside her, but it would be tantamount to directly offending Hestia, who was extremely popular, as well as several goddesses with whom he was deeply connected.


    Like Athena and Artemis...


    The state of the Sea of Okeanos at the moment could not withstand even a single ruckus caused by Ares.


    What''s more, if the other three Chief Gods got involved?


    "The second option, pretend you know nothing and keep the secret to yourself. In return, I''ll leave first thing in the morning, and I''ll also draw Ares''s attention once, but after that, the matters of the Sea of Okeanos are none of my concern."


    Thetis pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the raging crimson sea in the distance, instantly grasping Luo En''s meaning.


    Concerning her own safety, the chance of this rascal boldly admitting guilt and willingly taking the blame was impossible.


    His largest concession was just to lead Ares away once, increasing the number of potential suspects.


    But that was a temporary fix, not a cure. Once the pursued disappeared, the blame would still fall on the ocean gods.


    At that time, who knew what kind of revenge that fooled brute would seek?


    Without Poseidon to hold the Sea of Okeanos together, and with the pressing down by His Majesty the King of Gods, it simply could not withstand more turmoil.


    Moreover, at the forefront were her sister and father.


    So, this wasn''t a very good way out either.


    "Let me think about it..."


    "No rush, Ares won''t dare to make too much of a fuss for now. You can take your time to decide," Luo En replied nonchalantly, smiling and gesturing with an inviting hand.


    "Or maybe, if you think about it optimistically, maybe he''s a reasonable God."


    As Thetis with the complex expression returned to her own chamber and closed the door, Luo En picked up a few branches from different trees lying beside him, threw them into the fire, and watched with interest as they burned, turning into indistinguishable ashes in the flames.


    In ancient China, when green forest heroes recruited allies, to add a layer of security, they would often make those with a clear conscience commit a deed to prove their loyalty.


    ����That''s to say, commit a crime together.


    By doing so, they had something against each other and could trust each other more.


    Similarly, this was actually what Luo En was doing as well.


    Given that Thetis had seen through some of his secrets, it was safer to take the opportunity to bring her onto his ship of thieves.


    And the charming Prince Adonis was their proof of allegiance.


    Of course, even if she did not agree, Luo En, even if not seeking revenge for a favor with vengeance, wouldn''t kill the Ocean Goddess who had just aided him.


    If necessary, he could simply use "Memory Divinity" to confuse or alter some of her memories.


    But comparatively, he would much prefer to have the sufficiently clever Ocean Goddess stand by his side.


    In front of the crackling fire, a scheming man contemplating how to drag a respectable goddess into the water chewed over the previous exchange, stroking his chin and revealing a thoughtful amusement in his eyes.


    She didn''t outright refuse?


    So, she likely knows where Aphrodite is hiding Adonis?


    What an unexpected pleasure.


    "Die! Die! All of you die!"


    The blood-red figure atop the sea continued to vent its fury upon innocent beings, with swathes of crimson quickly spreading across the sea surface, and the mutilated corpses of Sea Beasts surfacing.


    On the island, however, the real culprits and the complicit who got swept into the mess, fell into their respective contemplations through the long night.


    ~~


    The next morning, Thetis emerged from her chamber looking exhausted, with red veins threading her eyes and a crestfallen spirit indicating that the Ocean Goddess had been tormented by troublesome matters all night.


    Luo En, who was sitting in front of the dying embers, didn''t hurry to chase answers, instead he pointed towards the freshly heated barley soup, thoughtfully asking,


    "Would you like some breakfast?"


    Thetis opened her mouth to speak, but seemed to hear a high-pitched sound, her face changed, and she immediately turned and rushed towards the shore.


    Was there trouble?


    Luo En was taken aback, quickly set down his soup bowl, and immediately got up to follow.


    As they moved through the dense forest to reach the shallow waters near the sea, several snow-white dolphins, covered in wounds, congregated in the blood-stained bay.


    And around them, the bodies of their kind along with seahorses, whales, octopuses, and other sea creatures were washed up in great numbers onto the shore.


    Seeing Thetis arrive, the surviving sea creatures seemed to cry out to their mother for shelter, letting out pained cries, accusing some brutal perpetrator.


    But as life ebbed away, their responses gradually weakened.


    Seeing this, Thetis hastily summoned clear seawater to moisten and heal their wounds before escorting these innocent victims back to the sea for resettlement.


    However, compared to the almost crimson-covered vast sea area, the efforts of the Ocean Goddess seemed a drop in the ocean.


    What was worse, the bloodied storm raging all night on the sea showed no signs of stopping but was instead following the escape routes of the sea creatures, heading straight towards the island where Thetis was.


    A reasonable God? I''m afraid even if I hand over the person, I may not end well, right?


    Thetis, looking at the blood-red wave closing in fiercely, just shy of a hundred miles away, while also considering the sea creatures suffering due to misplaced anger, reflected on the comforts offered by someone the previous night, and found it supremely ironic.


    I have stepped back time and again, yet you still press on relentlessly.


    So be it, then I must seek justice in my own way.


    As she saw the blood-red sky that seemed to touch the heavens now within a hundred miles, the Ocean Goddess made up her mind and turned to look at Luo En behind her.


    "At the Rock of Aphrodite, near the Bay of Polis Forest!"


    Hearing the answer, Luo En revealed a pleased smile and extended his hand cordially yet formally to Thetis.


    "Pleasure doing business with you..."

 Chapter 179 May There Be No Wild Boars in Heaven

    As a parchment sketching out the general location and area fell into his hands, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    He gave it a cursory glance and, with his extraordinary memory, etched the content into his mind before stuffing the "letter of challenge" into the Magic Circle Diagram.


    "Your body hasn''t fully recovered, and it''s not suitable for you to appear before that War God. Stay here for the time being, I''ll go and draw him away," Luo En said.


    Hearing the arrangement, Thetis let out a sigh of relief.


    She was truly afraid that this fellow would force her hand, insisting that she stab Adonis along with him and board the ship only after leaving behind concrete evidence of the deed.


    As Thetis was pondering to herself, a cool metal badge was thrust into her hand by the other party.


    The Ocean Goddess spread out her palm to see a bronze badge emblazoned with the Gorgon Medusa Emblem��exquisite in design and craftsmanship, with special runes engraved on both sides.


    "This is reciprocity," Luo En said with a slight smile. "Consider it my way of repaying you for saving my life. If you need to, use it to contact me, and I''ll do my best to help you once."


    Are you sure this is about repaying a debt, and not about exacting revenge?


    Thetis muttered to herself skeptically, feeling the emblematic suspicious object in her palm somewhat hot to the touch.


    Although driven by circumstances, she had to collaborate with the man before her to fool Ares, who was blocking the door.


    But that didn''t mean she wanted to tie herself to that sinking ship, and from now on, share risks with some unsteady people.


    However, after much hesitation, she still pocketed the badge.


    It''s okay to have it, just not use it if necessary.


    Seeing that Thetis had accepted the token, Luo En also showed a smile, releasing more goodwill.


    "I accidentally damaged your dress last time. I''ll get you a better one when I return," he said.


    Last time?


    Thetis murmured to herself, seemingly recalling something.


    All things considered, they had only met twice in total.


    Apart from this time, the other encounter was during the negotiations on Sicily.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    And unfortunately, on that trip, she not only was robbed clean but also had a piece of her dress torn off.


    Instantly, a certain Ocean Goddess''s face darkened, and a murderous aura filled her eyes.


    "Time is of the essence, I''m leaving first!"


    At this point, Luo En apparently realized he had accidentally slipped up and hastily dived into the surging dark red sea, vanishing into the tumultuous waves in a blink of an eye.


    This little rascal!


    Thetis looked up to find the slippery eel had already made a hasty escape upon sensing danger, grinding her teeth in frustration and clenching her fists unconsciously harder.


    ~~


    "I am one whose sharp fangs imperil all who approach, I grant thee destruction!"


    With a silent chant, the halo behind Luo En turned, and the [Boar] carrying the divine power of [Destruction] emerged, slowly merging with his figure.


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    "Bang!"


    The next instant, amidst a piercing loud crack, the tusks of the [Boar] sank into the gap between the two shells. Making use of the divine right of [Destruction], he forcefully pried them apart.


    The pink flesh of the clam, sensing danger, trembled as it spat out a figure that had been enveloped within.


    Half-asleep and half-awake, Adonis struggled to open his eyes, only to see in a daze a wild boar with variegated fur baring its teeth at him, revealing an almost human-like smile.


    This terrifying and bizarre scene provided a strong visual and psychological shock.


    With a jolt, Adonis fully awoke, hastily sitting up on the sandy seafloor, his complexion deathly pale, looking around in panic.


    Yet what he saw was a desolate emptiness.


    What, another nightmare?


    "Found you, you little bastard!"


    Just as Adonis was beginning to relax, a nightmarish voice emanated from the coral forest, and the tyrannical figure wielding a golden sharp sword appeared before him.


    In an instant, the handsome man''s blood ran cold, and his eyes turned ashen.


    It''s over, Ares!


    Meanwhile, Ares, upon seeing Adonis, first froze and then, sensing the residue of the [Spear of Nation-Building] within him, immediately erupted into an angry, sinister chuckle.


    "Good lad, you again? Die!"


    The golden sharp sword swung forward, unstoppable, its brutal crimson light sweeping violently, shredding everything in its path.


    "No~!"


    At this moment, Aphrodite, realizing something was amiss and racing from Olympus towards the Bay of Polis Forest, looked upon the crimson blade splitting the sea and couldn''t help turning deathly pale, letting out a mournful cry like a cuckoo shedding blood.


    But distant water cannot quench a near thirst, and alas, the reach was too short.


    A certain essence, intertwined with the heart''s blood of the Goddess of Love, unceremoniously dissolved beneath that expanse of blood-red light.


    "Ares!"


    The voice, filled with grief and chill, reverberated to the heavens as the disheveled Goddess of Love and Beauty, like a raging lioness, pounced upon the ravaging crimson on the sea.


    At this very moment, hidden in the forests of Cyprus.


    A certain culprit who took advantage of the chaos to flee, hearing that blood-curdling cry, crossed himself before the vast expanse.


    Brother, may your journey be peaceful...


    May the Netherworld be without wild boars, or Ares.

 Chapter 180 The Ancestor Arrives, Bringing Fairness (5.7k, total of 8.3k for the day completed)

    Several days later, a young bard with golden hair and blue eyes, carrying a pack on his back, arrived outside the city of Thebes.


    Gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar "hometown" before him, Luo En, in his new disguise, was flooded with mixed emotions.


    Not long ago, he successfully incited Aphrodite''s wrath by orchestrating the death of Adonis.


    As a result, War God Ares, under his old flame''s frenzied pursuit, skulked back to Olympus, disgraced, and dared not leave his home.


    The Sea of Okeanos naturally returned to its former tranquility, and the troubles of Thetis were likewise smoothly resolved.


    But to be on the safe side, Luo En didn''t turn back to cozy up with the Ocean Goddess, but decisively left the scene of the crime, prepared to lay low in a different city-state for a while, avoiding attention and clearing his name.


    Thinking it over, the nearly faded words "hometown" in his memory came to mind.


    Thus, he took the opportunity to visit Thebes, and to continue his journey as a wandering bard.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    After all, the Goddess of Memory in the Temple of Memory was awaiting his updates, and the nine Muses sitting vigil in their empty abode were waiting for him to redeem them with his manuscripts.


    Of course, his current identity was still "Homer."


    In fact, under his and the nine Muses'' management, this pen name had become not just an individual, but a creative collective, possessing a stack of disguises to facilitate their work in various city-states.


    Looking into the roadside pond at his vastly different reflection, and noting the passing townspeople''s obliviousness to him, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    The disguise, a triple-layered concoction of Illusion Technique, Dice of Chance, and Divinity of Memory, was indeed very convenient to use.


    After a brief pause to ensure he hadn''t left any loose ends, Luo En crossed the overgrown path by the main road and arrived at a barren hill on the outskirts of the city.


    The land here was nearly devoid of life, with jagged, scorched stones piling up on the arid, cracked surface, exhibiting signs of something resembling lightning strikes and scorching.


    Upon reaching the peak of the desolate hill, the terrain became abruptly steep, with the seaside cliff almost forming a 90-degree angle with the sea''s surface, as if cleaved by a heavenly blade.


    "Let''s not, I can''t deal with him right now. That old guy is still quite spry, having just dealt with Poseidon and Apollo together."


    The sea breeze intensified, and the quivering of the garland seemed to grow even fiercer.


    Seeing this, Luo En could only helplessly raise his hands.


    "Alright, alright, I''ll find an opportunity to collect some interest for you sooner or later. And I promise you, sooner or later, I''ll send him down to keep you company. That okay?"


    Under the reassurances of that "devoted son," the garland settled down as if it were satisfied.


    A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell upon the mountaintop, making the garland''s buds shine brighter and its leaves appear more lush.


    The weather cleared up...


    Luo En looked up, gave a self-deprecating laugh, then stood up from the ground, brushed the dust and grass clippings off his clothes, and strode down the mountain.


    ~~


    Having consoled his prematurely departed mother, the devoted son seemed to shed a burden from his heart. His steps felt lighter, and he even had the leisure to engage in his old trade as a wandering bard, sitting under the shade of a tree by the roadside with a Lyre in hand, singing Sacred Words to passersby to earn his fare into the city.


    "I summon the first-born, of dual gender, who traverses the heavens,


    Emerging from the egg, with golden wings resplendent,


    Your bellow like that of a Bull, the origin of joyous Divine Race and mortals,


    Unforgettable sowing, endless revelry of the world, The First One, Phanes..."


    However, the passersby, upon hearing his song, quickly changed their expressions and hastened away.


    He hadn''t even completed one measure before he found himself in a void of solitude.

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    How is it that Thebes is so exclusive?


    But at least I''m half a local here, shouldn''t the folks give me some face?


    "Kid, are you asking for trouble? Shut your mouth now!"


    As Luo En was muttering to himself about the failure of the performance, an old farmer, who was tending to the grapevines in the field next to him, hurried over in a panic and snatched the lyre from his hands.


    Faced with this sudden turn of events, a hint of surprise appeared on Luo En''s face.


    "Old man, what are you..."


    "Save your breath, if you don''t want to die, follow me now!"


    The old farmer looked around cautiously, making sure no one was in sight, then quickly grabbed the arm of the young man under the tree and dragged him into the dense shade of the grapevines, walking deeper while earnestly lecturing him.


    "What are you thinking, kid? With all the things to learn, why study those outsiders'' tunes and sing praises for that good-for-nothing God of Wine? If I hadn''t pulled you out of there, you''d be in deep trouble once the city guards showed up, watch your life!"


    Hearing this, Luo En slightly furrowed his brows.


    "Old man, what do you mean by that? Thebans don''t like the God of Wine?"


    "Not just dislike; we can''t even mention it!"


    The old farmer stopped, turned back in surprise, and looked at Luo En thoughtfully.


    "You''re an outsider, aren''t you? No wonder you dare to sit under the tree and openly sing about the Dionysian Sect''s ''Sacred Words''."


    Luo En nodded and took out two pieces of Zeus''s Gold from his pocket, handing them to the kind-hearted old farmer, and with a feigned look of lingering fear, he quietly asked.


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    On the way, the old farmer couldn''t help but grumble for the followers of the Dionysian Sect who had been arrested.


    As most of the primary members of this outside movement were from the lower echelons of society, they better understood the hardships of life and the struggles of ordinary people.


    Therefore, the congregants of the Dionysian Sect often distributed bread and red wine for free, or they delivered rice, flour, grains, and oil collected by the church to help the needy and lonely elderly.


    Sometimes, they would also gather volunteers to do what they could for people who had drawn a lucky lot.


    As they put it, it was the ''God of Wine''s Teachings'' and spreading ''the God''s kindness to all humans.''


    This old farmer''s few acres of vineyards had also been visited by them.


    Not only did they buy that season''s grapes at a fair price, but they also weeded and maintained the seedlings free of charge.


    It was because of his favorable impression of the followers of the Dionysian Sect that this old man daringly pulled Luo En, who had been singing by the road, into the field.


    In fact, the reputation of the Dionysian Sect was always good in Thebes, with many people from the lower, and even upper middle classes, holding a similar favorable view of the followers of the Sect.


    Moreover, when they expounded their religion, many men, women, and children in Thebes, including influential and high-ranking nobles, followed and praised this new deity who brought joy to the people, even elevating him to a status equal to the gods of Olympus.


    However, this annoyed King Pentheus.


    In his view, some wild god from who knows where did not deserve such veneration.


    Especially since the status and renown of that God of Wine in Thebes had actually surpassed him as the true King.


    Therefore, Pentheus strictly forbade the public worship of that God of Wine.

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    But due to the influence of the Dionysian Sect spreading, the acts of worship and assembly in secret by the common folk continued unabated despite prohibition.


    Therefore, in fury, Pentheus declared the Dionysian Sect a heretical cult that bewitched the masses, and he severely hunted down its followers, casting them all into prison.


    Even his own mother, for participating in the Dionysian Sect''s secret "Joyful Banquets" with a group of noblewomen, was also locked up.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Neither the warnings of Tiresias, the blind seer of the temple, nor the persuasion of the old king, Cadmus, could change Pentheus''s firm stance against the Dionysian Sect.


    Thus, as an ordinary person, the old farmer was well aware of his own helplessness, able only to grumble temporarily and do whatever good deeds were within his capability.


    "Young man, you hide here for a few days. Once it''s confirmed that there''s no danger, you can leave. I will go home and get you something to eat."


    After offering his humble shack in the fields to the rash stranger before him and giving a few simple instructions, the old farmer turned and walked toward his home in the village.


    Gazing at the receding figure of the elderly man, and at the sinister silhouette of Thebes in the distance, Luo En, as the leader of the sect, narrowed his eyes slightly.


    ~~


    Nightfall, within the resplendent golden palace of Thebes.


    The king, Pentheus, burly in stature yet with a hint of youthful immaturity that made him appear impetuous, sat on a throne wrought of gold, scrutinizing the new batch of the God of Wine''s followers brought before him.


    Among them were the old and the young, including even members of the divine-blooded nobility.


    Seeing this, Pentheus could not help but become infuriated and reproach sharply.


    "What madness has possessed you to band together and follow a lowly false god? A bunch of weak fools and hysterical women! Have you forgotten the heroic blood that runs in your veins?


    Thebes is the land of the brave! Our citadel is built upon the great deeds of slaying dragons and the bones of our enemies!


    And this false god you wish to worship wears a crown of grapevines on his head, not a helmet; he wears cumbersome robes, not armor; he holds a ridiculous wine cup, not a sword or spear. Do you really expect to go into battle and drink your enemies to death?"


    Hearing the relentless scolding, the gathered crowd remained indifferent.


    "Your Majesty, if I recall correctly, slaying the dragon and building the city were the achievements of your grandfather, Cadmus, who advised you not to mistreat these innocent followers of the Dionysian Sect."


    A deep voice came from the crowd, causing the young king on the throne to turn red with rage.


    Pentheus searched for the source of the voice, ominously glaring at a certain blond-haired, blue-eyed young man among the crowd.


    "Damn you, what is your name? Who are your parents, and where is your home? Why do you embrace this new cult?"


    The young man shrugged his shoulders fearlessly and calmly replied,


    "My name is Polydorus, my hometown is on Crete Island. My parents are ordinary folk, with neither cattle nor land. My father taught me only how to fish, for that skill was his wealth. Later I learned to sail, to know the stars, to observe the winds, and I knew where the best harbors were, so I became a navigator. Once, while sailing for Thilos Island in the Aegean Sea, I was captured by a band of barbaric pirates.


    I thought I was surely doomed, but as it turned out, there was a Heavenly God on board as well.


    He said, "Do not fear, my friend, for you have not sought to harm me, and you are a righteous man.


    If you are willing, take me to Crete Island. Once we arrive there, you can become my disciple, spreading my teachings to the world:


    Let he who is unjust continue to be unjust; let he who is filthy continue to be filthy; let he who is righteous continue to be righteous; let he who is holy continue to be holy... For the gods will punish the wicked and protect the good."


    The Merciful One will even grant those wretched pirates three opportunities to repent."


    In the silence that ensued, the "disciple" gazed up at the youthful and vigorous face of Pentheus, deep in thought.


    "So, what is your choice, Your Majesty?"


    "Enough, I have no patience for your drivel!"


    "It''s not too late to mend your ways..."


    "How dare you, a lowly charlatan, presume to lecture me? Shut your mouth!"


    Pentheus on the throne glared with ice-cold eyes, fury rising as he stood up from his seat, and with a big sweep of his hand.


    "Guards, seize him, subject him to all manners of torture, then cast him into the dungeon!"


    The soldiers in the great hall, upon hearing the command, immediately grabbed ropes and instruments of punishment, ready to tie up the presumptuous young man amidst the people.


    However, a gust of wind blew through, leaving the soldiers entering the crowd dazed and confused.


    By the time they regained their senses, the supposed criminal they were to arrest had vanished.


    Meanwhile, a deep murmur resounded from the pitch-black night sky.


    "The first time..."


    Pentheus looked at the palace doors that had been blown open by the wind and the empty square beyond the windows, his expression fluctuating between dark and light, as he exploded in furious roars at the bewildered soldiers.


    "Bring him back! Go catch that damned trickster and bring him back to me!"


    The soldiers snapped to attention under the king''s scolding, rushing out in a panic to search for the fugitive criminal.


    Meanwhile, the believers who had witnessed the scene were beside themselves with excitement.


    A saint! It must truly be the saint!


    The God of Wine must have known that we were treated unjustly and sent someone to rescue us!


    At this moment, the followers, who had begun to waver and fear under oppressive power, had their faith solidified once more. They brought their hands together in a prayerful gesture toward the kind and just deities, praying with fervor.


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    On the deep night of the next day, the palace of Thebes.


    A cold wind passed through the doors and windows, pouring into the great hall, where King Pentheus, sitting alone on the throne with eyes closed in meditation, heard a creaking noise. He couldn''t help but shiver and, in a fluster, stood up, drawing the bronze longsword from the rack beside him and looked around vigilantly.


    "Who''s there? Quit these ghostly tricks and come out!"


    Waving the bronze sword in his hand through the air, Pentheus issued a warning.


    However, the only response to him was the whistling of the wind outside the door.


    It was merely a false alarm.


    A faint blush colored Pentheus''s face, which subsided as he sheepishly slid the bronze sword back into its sheath, relaxing his anxious heart slightly.


    Yet, even so, the thought of that handsome young intruder who had appeared and vanished without a trace in the great hall last night caused the young king''s expression to become uncertain.


    With all those Divine Blood Guards keeping watch, they still hadn''t noticed how he had disappeared.


    Moreover, after two continuous days of searching the entire palace and city, the guards still hadn''t found any trace of the man.


    If it was so easy for him to infiltrate and disappear, did that also mean that if the man wanted to assassinate the king, it would be equally effortless?


    Realizing that this threat might still be lurking in some corner of the palace, Pentheus was immediately filled with a sense of chilling dread and couldn''t help but lower his head to look at the token engraved with the image of a toxic dragon next to the throne.


    The heretics of the Dionysian Sect were still locked in the dungeon. If he were to release them...


    Accompanying his wandering thoughts, his hand hesitantly reached below.


    "What''s wrong? Have a mere imposter god''s tricks frightened you?"


    The sudden voice echoed in the empty great hall, Pentheus''s complexion darkened, and he immediately drew his sword and turned around, going on the defensive.


    However, a pale finger lightly pressed against the blade, effortlessly pinning down the weapon capable of cutting through metal as easily as mud.


    "It''s me..."


    "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"


    "Immediately go to the dungeon, hang all the heretics in the square one by one, until that runaway heretic from last night surrenders!"


    Pentheus sneered as he tossed the token, giving the directive.


    Upon hearing this, the captain of the Imperial Guard hesitated, carefully reminding him.


    "But Your Majesty, your mother and several of your aunts are also in the dungeon, should we..."


    However, the hesitation only caused Pentheus''s face to darken, his eyes flaring up with a furious crimson.


    "Silence! Whosoever worships a false god, whoever joins a heretical sect, they are condemned to death! Execute them all!"


    "By your command..."


    Under his tyrannical gaze, the captain of the Imperial Guard dared not speak further, reluctantly picking up the token from the ground and summoning his men to head toward the dungeon.


    After the Divine Blood Guard assigned with the task had completely vanished from his sight, Pentheus immediately turned his head, eager to inquire.


    "How did I do?"


    The shadow in the darkness applauded with a smile, eyes revealing approval.


    "That''s how a wise monarch should act; you surpass even your grandfather!"


    Pentheus nodded in satisfaction, his young face aglow with excitement and cruelty under the blood-red light.


    Yes, I am the king of Thebes!


    None shall defy my will! Not even the gods!


    However, just as Pentheus was reveling in his delightful fantasy, the squad of Imperial Guards that had previously been ordered to the dungeons returned, their faces aghast.


    "Your Majesty, it''s terrible! The heretics have escaped!"

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    "What?"


    Upon hearing those words, Pentheus couldn''t help but rise angrily from his throne, lashing out at the commander of the Imperial Guard.


    "What are you all doing? Can''t you even watch over a mere hundred or so prisoners? They''re all sick and weak, old and frail!"


    Listening to the king''s rebuke, the returning commander of the Imperial Guard also wore an expression of grievance.


    "Your Majesty, this really isn''t our fault. By the time we got to the dungeon, the prison doors were already open, and the jailers were lying around as if they were drunk and unconscious. Then, in a blink of an eye, those prisoners vanished before our very eyes, leaving only a pile of handcuffs and shackles that had fallen off by themselves in their cells."


    "If they''ve escaped, then go find them! Go catch them! The families of many heretics are still in the city; they can''t have gone far!"


    At this moment, after receiving that mysterious inspiration, Pentheus seemed to have realized how to deal with the heretics and gnashed his teeth as he dropped his order.


    "If you can''t capture them, bring back their families to suffer on behalf of these criminals!"


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    Upon hearing these words, the commander of the Imperial Guard instantly felt an onrush of complaints within his heart.


    Such widespread and indiscriminate punishment was sure to stir up trouble.


    And as for the Imperial Guards who were tasked with carrying out these orders, they were bound to be condemned vehemently.


    But royal commands are difficult to disobey, and seeing that King Pentheus was determined to strike hard against the Dionysian Sect and its associates, he had no choice but to take the token, gather the Divine Blood Guard, and head to the army barracks of the city defense forces, ready to launch a joint operation.


    He had no choice; the burden was too heavy for one person to bear.


    It was better to have his comrades-in-arms help to shoulder some of the weight.


    Moreover, he didn''t want to be drowned in spit, so he first sought to chase down and apprehend the escaped heretics. If they really couldn''t present any suspects, there would still be time to round up the relatives of the involved parties.


    Nevertheless, this night was destined to be sleepless.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, outside the city.


    After a dizzying whirl, the members of the Dionysian Sect who had disappeared from the dungeon blinked open their eyes, only to find themselves miraculously freed from the dark and damp cages, now in the thick forest of Mount Cyllene.


    Under the hazy moonlight, the blond young man who had performed miracles in the royal palace the night before stood before them with a staff in hand, smiling at them.


    "Saintly Sir! It''s the Saintly Sir!"


    "Thank you for rescuing us!"


    "By the God of Wine, we''ve finally escaped."


    The believers regained their senses and swarmed forward, babbling excitedly about their feelings.


    When the Divine Blood Guard had arrived, they had learned from the noisy chatter that King Pentheus had decided to execute them, and many had been terrified at the thought of dying on the gallows.


    As the former scribe of Crete Island, he still had plenty of precious metals; enough to feed a hundred and ten people for several months with ease.


    As Luo En pondered whether to take the opportunity of the followers eating to rehearse a pre-meal prayer ritual, to strengthen their sense of faith and belonging, a cacophony of horse hooves came from outside the woods.


    Soon, several hundred fully armed figures appeared amidst the trees.


    "It''s the Imperial Guard!"


    Seeing the emblem of a poisonous dragon on their armor and weapons, the followers immediately panicked, grabbing sticks and stones and gathering in front of a certain holy figure, readying themselves for a desperate struggle.


    "Stop!"


    Luo En stopped the followers'' irrational actions and stepped out from among the crowd, smiling at the leader of the Imperial Guard.


    "I hear your King wants to see me? In that case, I am willing to be taken into custody, but please do not harm the people behind me."


    The leader of the Imperial Guard thought carefully for a moment, glanced at the hundred or so people at the scene, and nodded slightly.


    Many among them were notable figures from Thebes, and the initial command given to him by the King was just to lure out this "saint" by any means necessary.


    It was just a job; there was no need for him to be utterly ruthless.


    After all, they were all locals who would have to face each other sooner or later; it was always good to leave some room for maneuver.


    Besides, it seemed the monarch in the palace was seriously ill.


    Seeing a consensus had been reached, Luo En willingly put on shackles for himself.


    "We cannot let them take away the holy figure!"


    "Fight them!"


    "..."


    However, just as the Imperial Guard was about to place the prisoner on the prison wagon, the followers finally reached their limit and surged forward, trembling as they raised their sticks and stones.


    The leader of the Imperial Guard sighed and reminded them reluctantly,


    "King Pentheus has decreed that if you dare to resist or escape, your relatives and friends in the city will be imprisoned along with you. For the sake of your families, you''d better surrender,"


    Hearing this, the locals among the followers turned ashen, but many believers still looked resolute, clearly prepared to die for their saint.


    Luo En raised his hand to stop the followers'' resistance once more and smiled as he spoke.


    "Don''t worry, wait here for me, I shall return shortly, this is the will of the God of Wine."


    There seemed to be a convincing magic power in his words, and gradually, the followers calmed down, nodding obediently and choosing to continue their prayers and feasting.


    If it was the God of Wine''s will, then surely he would protect his followers.


    And as the guards watched the followers conjure honey, wine, and milk out of thin air, using their staffs, they showed shock and took a more cautious and reverent stance towards Luo En, the heretic.


    Soon, the Imperial Guard escorted the prisoner in the wagon towards Thebes, preparing to report back to the monarch who had issued the order.

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    Atop the grand hall of the royal palace, King Pentheus looked down condescendingly at the young heretic who''d been arrested before him and snorted in disdain.


    "Apostle of Bacchus?"


    In the "Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle", Dionysus, Bacchus, Phanes... these were all incarnations and aliases of the God of Wine.


    "We meet again, Your Majesty."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, warmly initiating conversation.


    "I''ve come at your invitation. So, how do you plan to deal with me?"


    "Want to know?"


    Staring at the fearless youth before him, Pentheus raised his eyebrow, revealing a hint of sinister intent in his gaze.


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    "Guards, put heavy shackles on him and lock him in the cave near the stables, then seal off the entrance!"


    Upon hearing the King''s command, the Divine Blood Guard showed troubled expressions, hesitating to move forward.


    They had witnessed that miracle and unavoidably felt some reverence for that deity in their hearts.


    Moreover, the Apostle''s act of stepping forward willingly to prevent the suffering of his believers had also earned their admiration.


    "Are you deaf? Seize this audacious heretic!"


    Under the irate scolding of Pentheus, the Divine Blood Guard reluctantly picked up the shackles and approached hesitantly.


    "It''s okay..."


    Upon hearing this, the Divine Blood Guard, outwardly stoic, nodded in agreement within.


    Indeed! They had been willing to follow the old king Cadmus because of his bravery and achievements.


    If not for the legacy of their ancestors and the lack of a suitable successor in Thebes, how could this rash and arrogant scion be worthy of ascending to the throne and giving orders to them?


    As Pentheus noticed the change in the gazes upon him, his face turned crimson with uncontainable fury.


    "Shut your mouth! You and your god are nothing but deceivers, only capable of beguiling the masses! I will see you both eradicated from the land of Thebes!"


    However, in the face of this menacing threat, Luo En laughed and shook his head.


    "Wishing to be worshipped by the people, yet not striving to achieve great deeds or govern the nation, instead blaming the deities for stealing your glory, isn''t that quite upside down, Your Majesty?"


    After all, just a spoiled child throwing a tantrum because he failed to get love and praise.


    With that character, it''s no wonder neither your grandfather Cadmus nor your mother wanted to stand by your side.


    How pathetic...


    Luo En looked up at his cousin with a hint of mocking pity in his eyes.


    Instantly, Pentheus was deeply stung by that look, raging furiously.


    "Guards! Throw this charlatan into the cave, now! Immediately!"


    In the face of the King''s stern order, the Divine Blood Guard acted as if they hadn''t heard, each averting their gaze.


    Seeing that none of his subordinates were willing to move, the captain of the guard, confronted with Pentheus''s escalating reprimands, reluctantly stepped forward and picked up the chains bound to Luo En, forcing a smile uglier than a cry.


    "My apologies..."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, offering no resistance to the captain, and compliantly followed along.

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    Seeing how amiable the man behind him was, the commander of the Imperial Guard was moved beyond measure and felt even more fortunate about the choice he had made earlier.


    But at this point, under the King''s strict orders, he was powerless and could only afford the man behind him a little dignity and convenience.


    Therefore, the commander of the Imperial Guard did not walk quickly, and even intentionally loosened the chains a bit.


    However, this action infuriated Pentheus, who had followed them.


    This hot-tempered King could bear it no longer and grabbed the chain, shoving the blasphemer who had greatly embarrassed him into the cave beside the stable.


    "Build a wall! Quick, seal off all the exits!"


    Under Pentheus''s command, the Divine Blood Guard, although disgruntled, had to seal off the cave entrance due to their duties and the families they had left in Thebes.


    After the task was completed, the worried Pentheus specifically inspected every wall to ensure there was no skimping, and only then did he nod his head, satisfied.


    This distrustful behavior made the Divine Blood Guard even more irritated; their view and attitude toward this young King dropped to an all-time low.


    Meanwhile, the oblivious Pentheus took a proud look at the completely sealed cage before him, a sinister smile appearing on his face as he picked up a burning torch.


    "You''re quite the talker, aren''t you? I''d like to see how long you can keep it up!"


    With that, the volatile King prepared to throw the torch into the cave.


    The surrounding Soldiers'' faces changed color. The cave not only contained the Apostle thrown into it but also a large store of horse fodder.


    A fire could signify a substantial loss for the kingdom.


    Had Pentheus gone mad?


    The crowd wanted to intervene, but it was too late.


    A burning torch was hurled from Pentheus''s hand, flying into the sole airhole that remained above the cave.


    "Boom!"


    However, the commander of the Imperial Guard remained unmoved, speaking indifferently.


    "I''m sorry, Your Majesty, but I cannot comply because I also share that belief."


    "You!"


    This unexpected betrayal made Pentheus tremble with fury.


    "Madness! You''re all mad!"


    "Whether I''m mad, I''m not sure, but I witnessed those women who escaped from the prison as if from thin air, who under the God of Wine''s blessing, turned water into milk, made tree branches exude honey, and fed themselves well. And your mother and sisters are among the leaders of these women."


    The commander of the Imperial Guard paused, adding solemnly.


    "Your Majesty, had you been there to see the miracles with your own eyes, you would have fallen to your knees in worship."


    In the recounting of the commander, Luo En could even sense a stream of faith power emanating from him, flowing towards his own domain of the heart.


    The spirit of wine, the embodiment of joy, the being that brings delight to the world...


    It seems his relentless image marketing and persistent writing efforts were paying off.


    Look at this, such is the power of reputation, to conquer without a battle.


    Observing the scene where nearly half of the Divine Blood Guard sided with him and the impotent fury of Pentheus, Luo En felt immensely content.


    "Traitors! All traitors! You even let those heretics'' lapdogs go and made excuses for them!"


    At this moment, Pentheus was more uncontrollably enraged than ever, and he yanked off the commander''s shoulder rank, barking out orders.


    "Summon all the infantry and cavalry, arm them with weapons and armor, leave the city, blockade Mount Cyllene, and capture all the heretics immediately! Anyone who defies will be executed!"


    "No need to trouble yourself..."


    As Pentheus issued his angry commands, Luo En approached the young King, speaking with a smile.


    "I can take you to meet those believers of the Dionysian Sect. Before your authority, they will surrender and accept their punishment."

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    "Good!"


    Seeing that the Divine Blood Guard around him was getting somewhat unmanageable, an angry and annoyed Pentheus hastily agreed after hearing the suggestion.


    "If I can''t deal with you, can''t I deal with them?"


    The young King sneered to himself, a touch of longing arising in his heart.


    As long as he used his personal ability to capture all these criminals and send them back to prison, exposing the false god, it would be like creating a commendable feat for himself.


    When that time came, who would dare defy his succession to the throne?


    Seeing Pentheus agree without a second thought, Luo En sighed and changed his tone.


    "However, if you are going, I suggest you put on this dress before you leave."


    "Woman''s clothing?"


    Pentheus''s face darkened as he felt humiliated upon seeing the pink dress passed to him by the heretical apostle.


    Luo En nodded with a helpless expression and earnestly explained.


    "They''ve just been a bit shocked and had some wine, their mental state might be a bit unstable. If a man approaches, especially one who has not been initiated, those poor women and children will inevitably be scared."


    "Nonsense!"


    King Pentheus swatted the dress from Luo En''s hands, angrily drew his bronze sword, and menacingly placed it at Luo En''s lower back.


    "Move it, now!"


    "Okay, okay, I''ll lead the way for you."No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Luo En raised his hands in surrender, honestly mounted the horse with Pentheus, and took responsibility for guiding them.


    The galloping warhorse dashed out of the palace, kicking up dust all the way to the outskirts of Thebes City.


    Yet amidst the jostling ride, Pentheus inexplicably saw his vision blur as if the world had undergone a strange change.


    Two suns hung in the sky, a doubly large Thebes City where each city gate was twice its original height, and the person sitting before him seemed like a bull with a pair of huge horns on its head. Wherever he went, ripe grapes clustered bountifully, their thick wine aroma filling his nostrils and bringing a trace of intoxication.


    "No tricks!"


    Pentheus frowned, nudged the sharp point of his sword forward, and threatened in a cold voice.


    "Even if you run, they won''t be able to escape!"


    In his panic, he instinctively threw away his sword and clung to the trunk, finally stabilizing his body.


    However, at that moment, a deep voice rose in the valley.


    "Look, here is the beast that will bring you death, I have brought him."


    Not a single leaf in the forest stirred, no sound of any creature could be heard. The God of Wine''s followers lifted their heads; they heard the call of the apostle and rushed over rapidly, as if dispatched by the gods themselves.


    Beneath the surging intoxication, the reveling women crossed turbulent rivers and dense jungles to gather under the great pine tree, where they saw the harmful beast perched at the top.


    ��A lion clad in lavish clothes, donning a golden crown.


    ��Blinded by power, driven by violence.


    The disciples couldn''t help but recall the torments they had suffered and the brethren who had died in the violent arrests, their anger surging uncontrollably.


    "Kill him! Kill him!"


    First, the crowd threw stones, broken branches, and divine staves. But none could reach the king in the tree crown.


    Then, fueled by the alcohol in their bodies, feeling endless strength, they began digging into the soil around the pine tree with hard oak sticks, rooting out the tree''s foundation.


    With a thunderous crash, the tree fell, and Pentheus toppled to the ground along with it.


    The crowd swarmed over him, their eyes gleaming red with hatred.


    "Damn it, what are you doing? I am your king!"


    Pentheus bellowed desperately, covered in mud, trying to awaken the plebeians'' fear.


    But to the believers, that was just a gravely wounded lion roaring impotently.


    Meanwhile, Agave, who had been graced with honor and hailed as a priest, swung her divine staff wildly, fervently issuing commands.


    "Quick, kill this beast! Don''t let it get away!"


    In no time, farm women with stones, old men with canes, and youths with clumps of dirt joined together to punish the vicious wild lion.


    And some nobles with Divine Blood grabbed the lion''s shoulders and violently tore its limbs apart.


    Soon, the frenzied women and elders tore into revenge with all limbs, each ripping a piece of flesh from his body.


    In the end, atop that bloody mound of earth, only a head remained, with eyes wide open in endless terror, dying without closing them.


    At that moment, dozens of dense hoofbeats echoed from outside the thick forest, the reflection of metal armor bringing a chilling menace.


    The Divine Blood Guard of Thebes had arrived!

 Chapter 183 Brother, Youre So Brave

    The next day, news of King Pentheus''s death spread throughout the palace.


    On his way to Glitalon Valley, he had been struck by divine retribution and torn to pieces by several lions in the forest.


    Given that the old King was dead and the deities had issued a warning, the orders to arrest and execute the followers of the Dionysian Sect were temporarily shelved until the funeral was conducted and a new King was enthroned, after which everything would be reconsidered.


    The Thebans, strangely, did not grieve for the death of King Pentheus; instead, they breathed a sigh of relief because of it.


    After all, they themselves or their family members were, more or less, on the path of pursuing joy; if that stubborn King had been left to prosecute indefinitely, the ones to suffer might have been the entire city of Thebes.


    To speak an unspeakable truth, his death was of more value than his life.


    Hence, in the Theban city immersed in feigned solemnity, wine for celebration sold out.


    Very few were willing to offer sincere mourning for the death of the old King Pentheus.


    The only one who cared, it seemed, was Agave, who at that moment knelt before the coffin, weeping.


    As a mother, even if her son was stubborn and cruel, she still harbored a sliver of maternal affection in her heart.


    Besides, her child had died in such a horrific way.


    Agave slightly lifted her head, her slightly swollen eyes looked at the twisted face in the coffin and the body made of dirt below it, and she couldn''t help but be overwhelmed with grief; the tears that had just stopped, now uncontrollably surged again.


    It was as if the candles burning in the palace detected a mother''s sorrow, flickering and dancing violently.


    "Look at how tragically your son died..."


    In a daze, a mournful sigh seemed to echo near Agave''s ear and then traveled down her ear canal and into her mind, stirring continuously in the depths of her memory.


    The screams and wails of her son before his death appeared in her mind, turning into sharp blades that pierced the heart of the mother, leaving behind wounds that bled continuously.


    "Don''t you want to avenge him?"


    The ensuing ethereal inquiry seemed to kindle the rage in Agave''s heart.


    The mother''s eyes were gradually filled with bloodshot veins, brewing a crimson of hatred, as her lips moved mechanically.


    "Yes, revenge!"


    "That''s right, revenge..."


    The blood figure in the darkness curled its lips into a pleased smile.


    However, the next moment, the mother kneeling before the coffin suddenly turned around, with a sturdy staff appearing in her hands, and she lifted its sharp end threateningly at the shadow behind her.


    The unexpected move froze the blood figure''s smile, who retreated instinctively, stumbling in the process.


    "Buzz!"


    Out of nowhere, green grapevines burst through the soil, accompanied by a dull tremor of the ground, already entangling the ankles of the blood figure.


    Damn it!


    The blood figure in the dark changed color, trying to break free, but it was too late.


    "Die, you vile woman!"No?v(el)B\\jnn


    "Oh? What''s the difference?"


    "A fool is blindly arrogant, not understanding the fear of the gods; but at least he cherishes his little life, afraid of death. Sadly, I gave him many chances and warnings, yet he continued on his death march without looking back."


    Luo En sighed helplessly and looked up somberly at the red-haired beauty, whose eyes were alight with a thirst for knowledge.


    "Why did the fool who trembled with fear last night become an idiot who doesn''t even care about his own life in just one day? Or perhaps, has someone made him fearless?"


    Truthfully, he felt something was amiss from the moment Pentheus dared to ride with him, leaving the Divine Blood Guard behind to go alone to Mount Cyllene.


    Especially since, after they had left the city, his [Madness] hadn''t fully affected the uninformed young King, making this cousin back down from the challenge.


    Clearly, someone had used another kind of force to intervene in Pentheus''s mind beforehand, leading him down a no-return path.


    Also, it was precisely because he confirmed his cousin was beyond saving that Luo En sentenced him to death without any qualms.


    Moreover, things turned out exactly as he had expected, with the spineless Pentheus not uttering even a few pleas for mercy until death.


    This cousin, too brave for his own good.


    From the evidence before and after, the conclusion was clear.


    ��There truly was a third party with ill intentions within Thebes.


    Hence, Luo En used his memory of Divinity to alter the bloody scene where the followers killed Pentheus, and then reached an agreement with the leader of the Imperial Guard who was present at the scene.


    ��Pentheus died by the lion''s maw because of his stubbornness, unrelated to others.


    ��When the Divine Blood Guard arrived, everything was already settled; they could only join the nobles among the heretics to kill all the malevolent lions, avenging the King in their place,


    This way, the Divine Blood Guard would not have to face interrogation for their negligence, and those nobles who suffered innocently could clear their notorious names, return to Thebes, and, by the way, act as guarantors for the Divine Blood Guard. Read new chapters at empire


    It was a result beneficial to both parties, and the leader of the Imperial Guard had no reason to refuse.


    Besides this, Luo En also revealed to the Great General and the Queen Mother.


    ��The death of Pentheus was because someone manipulated behind the scenes, and he would personally bring out the murderer!


    The revenge-driven Queen Mother and the Great General, who had sensed something was amiss with the King, immediately promised to cooperate fully with a certain Apostle of the God of Wine.


    As expected, the mastermind came to visit the Queen Mother in secret on the second night after Pentheus''s death, intending to bewitch her and continue their game.


    However, Luo En, who was well prepared, had already set up protective barriers in the Queen Mother''s mind.


    Consequently, with his help, Agave personally accomplished "revenge" while bearing the pain of losing her son.


    At least, that''s what she believes now, and there''s no need to shatter the beautiful illusion of a grieving mother.


    Moreover, the task that she has yet to complete could well be undertaken by him, her dutiful great-nephew.


    "Clap, clap, clap, clap!"


    At this moment, upon hearing the man before her lay out his elaborate plans and tactics, the red-haired beauty couldn''t help but burst into applause, her crimson eyes brimming with admiration.


    "You''re a natural conspirator, a genius at manipulating hearts! How about becoming my Lesser Deity? I will bestow upon you eternal glory!"


    Faced with the olive branch extended by the red-haired goddess, Luo En seemed quite tempted, "And you are?"


    The red-haired goddess held her majestic weapons with pride and answered resolutely, "My name is��Eris!"

 Chapter 184 Can Play Without Sharpening?

    "Goddess of Discord? I see."


    Luo En suddenly saw the light and gazed intriguingly at the notorious goddess of calamity in front of him.


    The Goddess of Discord, Eris, in the "Iliad," was the sister of the War God Ares, and the daughter of Zeus and Hera, spreading pain and hatred among opposing sides, and she single-handedly orchestrated the [Golden Apple incident] that triggered the Trojan War, pulling countless heroes and the gods into that strife, killing each other.


    The reason she appeared in Thebes and bewitched King Pentheus into courting death, Luo En also roughly understood.


    Simply put, because the city-builder of this city-state was the dragon slayer, Cadmus, and his wife��the Goddess of Harmony, Harmonia.


    As the goddess representing harmony and concord in Greek mythology, Harmonia was a natural nemesis to Eris.


    Now, with Cadmus and his wife Harmonia having abdicated and transformed into dragons due to the curse of the gods, their whereabouts unknown, Thebes without their protection, for Eris, was simply a piece of delicious pastry exuding a wonderful aroma.


    To torment the descendants on her old rival Harmonia''s territory, to stir up conflict in the sanctuary of harmony, for the small-minded Eris, was an irresistible pleasure.


    Unfortunately, the obstinate Pentheus became the first victim of her deception.


    That''s why he vigorously arrested the followers of the Dionysian Sect, sparing not even his own mother and sisters, personally stirring up turmoil in his own land.


    Moreover, counted up, Luo En himself also shared the blood of the Goddess of Harmony, Harmonia.


    In a sense, he and the Goddess of Discord, Eris, were also enemies.


    Having teased out a fair amount of useful information from this exchange, Luo En smiled faintly, feigning modesty as he shook his head and declined.


    "Thank you for your favor, but I regret to say, I already serve someone��Lady Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth."


    Like the Three Fates of [Inevitability], who also originated from Nyx, and Hecate of [Chance], she too was an extension of the will of the Goddess of the Night, and after the battle with Typhon, she sided with Olympus.


    However, compared to the other two, Eris, while esteemed, had inherited even fewer powers.


    Considering that she called Zeus "Father God," it was very likely that after the battle with Typhon, the trouble-making Eris was seriously weakened, then subsumed by Zeus, and underwent rebirth using Hera''s womb.


    And after many versions had been drastically revised, she was now reduced to squabbling with Harmonia, the harmony goddess of the fourth generation of gods, on a day-to-day basis.


    No rush; just play along with her a bit.


    Luo En observed the enigmatic goddess of calamity curiously, posing as if intrigued and cautiously inquired.


    "I have a question, hoping you can enlighten me."


    "Speak."


    "With your status, why do you trouble yourself with Thebes? Without the protection of the dragon slayer and the Goddess of Harmony, they are at best ineffective descendants."


    As Luo En asked the question, he looked down at the city of Thebes with pity.


    In ancient Greek mythology, Thebes was as famous as Athens and Sparta, and even surpassed Troy in culture, history, and qualifications.


    Yet, for some reason, this city-state always seemed to possess a tragic quality; Semele was struck by lightning to death, Oedipus committed "patricide and married his mother," Hercules slaughtered his own family, Antigone buried her brother, among other tragedies that took place within this polis.


    A shadow named "misfortune" perpetually cast its pall over this city-state.


    Moreover, Eris personally appeared and took part in the gruesome war of "The Seven Against Thebes."


    Luo En truly could not fathom what grudge or resentment compelled this mysteriously ranked Goddess of Discord to tirelessly torment the minor city-state of Thebes.

 Chapter 184 Can Play Without Reduction?_2

    Eris did not directly answer but instead threw out a question with relish.


    "Lad, do you know what the oldest and most intense human emotion is?"


    "Fear!"


    Luo En blurted out, lowering his head in deep thought.


    At this moment, upon hearing the answer, Eris nodded with satisfaction, a look of approval spreading across her face.


    "That''s right. Fear is not only the most intense of human emotions, but it is also the genesis of the gods!"


    As she spoke, the red-haired goddess mused unhurriedly.


    "The great Heavenly God Uranus despised all of his children.


    He said that these seeds were growing only toward evil,


    and one day, they would pay for it.


    Thus, the Heavenly Father gave his children a mocking name called ''Titans'',


    which means ''The Frightened,'' born carrying the burden of fear..."


    Luo En listened silently as the doubts in his eyes gradually dissipated somewhat.


    The Frightened��Titans born carrying the burden of fear?


    So this was the origin of the Titan gods.


    And following that, Eris pointed to the ground, her scarlet eyes revealing a hint of mockery.


    "Likewise, when the world stabilized and the gods no longer derived enough authority from their devouring, human fear became particularly important.


    The fear of thunder gave birth to the invincible ''thunderbolt'';


    the fear of war sharpened the god of war''s great sword, gold bow and arrows, and the spear of victory;


    the fear of death made even sleep terrifying to life;


    and lastly, the reverence for divine affairs brought prosperity to Olympus..."


    Luo En nodded, lost in thought.


    The principle was simple: the birth of faith stemmed mainly from two sources.


    From growing wildly in [Fear], or fermenting in [Grace].


    Compared to the latter, the former is easier and more convenient to obtain.


    And it brings immediate effects.


    Most of the ancient gods were born from humankind''s fear of nature.


    And the Titan gods born carrying the burden of "Fear" were no exception.


    They needed human fear as the cornerstone to consolidate their divine power.


    For this, they continuously descended disasters, stirred up strife, and warned mortals to maintain awe, continually offering sacrifices to the chief gods above with their humble bodies, in reverence and worship.


    Therefore, ''Discord'' is the norm, aligning with their interests, whereas ''Harmony'' is like poison to them.


    But now that the Goddess of Harmony has transformed into a dragon and left this land, why torment the Thebans time and again?


    At this point, Eris seemed to perceive Luo En''s confusion and spoke lightly.


    "Because this land has produced a [Seed] drastically different from [Fear], which seems capable of shaking the glory of the gods, and I don''t like it."


    Whoever wins gets to decide.


    Wielding blood-colored twin swords, Eris cut through the pre-set magic arrays, initiating the attack while delivering a moral critique.


    "Pah, shameless wretch!"


    "A mighty Goddess of Discord only knows how to bully mortals and uses underhanded sneak attacks, and you have the nerve to criticize me!"


    Luo En retorted without mercy, instantly manifesting an incarnation as a [warrior], while gripping the massively transformed [Spear of Nation-Building], shattering countless crimson sharp swords and thrusting forward.


    A strong will to destroy and refined combat skills made Eris''s complexion change drastically when she took the hit head-on.


    "What is that thing?"


    "I''ll tell you once you''re lying down!"


    Seeing Eris''s fear of the [Spear of Nation-Building], Luo En felt greatly reassured.


    Status doesn''t represent strength, as shown by Nereus, the senior who was waited on hand and foot.


    Just as Eris relied on Zeus''s wariness of her and didn''t care about Hestia''s opinion,


    he didn''t need to consider Zeus''s views either, and was ready to deal with this troublesome Goddess who stumbled upon his spear.


    At the same time, Eris also realized this deity affiliated with the hearth system, oddly enough, had an off-the-charts combat ability. She immediately became somber, but then her eyes shown with a surprised delight as she stared straight at Luo En''s back and called out loudly.


    "Father God, he''s bullying me!"


    Luo En had a sudden feeling of foreboding and looked back instinctively.


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    However, all he saw was a pitch-black night sky.


    Almost at the same time, there came a whistling sound from the front.


    Not good!


    In an instant, Luo En''s thoughts raced, and he immediately turned forward again, his [Spear of Nation-Building] sweeping horizontally with the force of his arm and waist.


    "Clang clang clang clang!"


    In that moment, countless blood-colored sharp swords were shattered one after another, and two crimson longswords followed closely, heavily striking the spearhead.


    Golden and red ether explosions intertwined in the night sky, and two figures were flung back.


    �� Luo En 200 meters, Eris 100 meters.


    But as the Goddess of Discord bowed her head to look at the shallow cut below her rib and the unharmed figure across from her, her smug smile froze.


    �� She was bleeding, the other was not.


    Even a surprise attack only resulted in a stalemate.


    This guy is not easy to deal with!


    Noticing the sinister buildup quickly forming in the other''s eyes, Eris felt her heart lurch, a strong sense of bad omen filling her mind.


    The next second, she didn''t hesitate to trust her instincts, and a pair of pitch-black wings unfurled behind her.


    Then, the two massive wings flapped fiercely, carrying her swiftly away.


    She''s fleeing?


    Luo En watched Eris, who had just stood up to a few strikes and now turned tail to run. After a moment of hesitation, the [warrior] behind him instantly changed into a [Goat], activating the power of Extreme Speed to give chase.


    I''ve dealt with Ares, can''t I handle you too?

 Chapter 255 185 Chapter: Show off Your Affection and Youll Die Fast (Completed 9.5k today)

    Seven days later, in the Primordial Ocean.


    The stars in the sky had vanished, chaotic chunks continuously churning and colliding with each other.


    The mist over the water was impenetrable, and countless oddly shaped deep-sea behemoths were colliding and tearing at each other, engaged in ferocious battles at all times.


    Standing in mid-air, Luo En looked upon this wild world, where heaven and earth were indistinguishably fused, his face lined with chagrin as he inwardly grumbled.


    They sure can run!


    After chasing that woman for seven days and nights, he had passed through half the Peloponnesian Peninsula from Thebes, then crossed the external and internal seas of Okeanos, and finally arrived at the Primordial Ocean where the rules of the world were not yet fully stable, without even catching a glimpse of Eris''s hair!


    Had he not been certain that it was the Goddess of Discord, Eris, ahead of him, Luo En might have thought he was racing against Hermes, the God of Speed.


    However, during the prolonged pursuit, he had noticed an issue with the Goat.


    The creature was adept at running in complex terrain and was quite agile; however, it had limited stamina and was not suitable for long-distance flights.


    This was precisely why he had nearly caught up with Eris several times, only for that woman to flap her wings and slip away right under his nose.


    Those wings of hers, they couldn''t have grown out just from being beaten so often, specially designed for a quick getaway, could they?


    While maliciously grumbling to himself, Luo En scanned his surroundings.


    Before long, a large mass of lead-gray clouds on his right caught his attention.


    Within those clouds, darting thunderbolts hid a familiar tinge of red.


    Got you!


    With a cold snort, Luo En leaped forward, ready to pull Eris out of there and give her a thorough beating.


    However, the closer he got to the lead-gray clouds, the stronger his ominous premonition became.


    Wait a minute, she stirred up trouble and didn''t go to Olympus to seek Zeus''s mediation, she chose to come to the Primordial Ocean instead...


    And also, she had been running quite happily just now, so why all of a sudden...


    Thinking this, the blood inside Luo En cooled in an instant and, without any hesitation, he turned around and darted away.


    Then, a golden Goat, like a shooting star, cut through the chaotic chunks in the sky and vanished in the blink of an eye. Explore hidden tales at empire


    Immediately, watching this scene from within the lead-gray clouds, Eris''s face flashed with astonishment.


    Has he discovered me?


    This was soon followed by rage.


    You''ve chased me to this state and still want to run? No way!


    "Catch him!"


    Following Eris''s command, the surrounding lead-gray clouds split into three parts, transforming into three tall women shrouded in black veils.


    They had snakes for hair and tears of blood in their eyes, wings on their shoulders, and wielded torches and serpents as whips, emitting hissing growls as they summoned up a crimson blood mist, quickly rolling toward their prey in the distance.


    Sensing the three terrifying presences rapidly closing in from behind, Luo En glanced back with the corner of his eyes, his scalp tingling as he cursed inwardly.


    Damn, The Furies! There was definitely an ambush!


    The so-called Three Furies were:


    The Goddess of Restlessness��Alecto;


    In mid-air, Luo En and Thetis stared in astonishment at each other, both puzzled and disconcerted.


    Quickly, Thetis was the first to snap out of it, looking down at the fragmented island below, she could not help but accuse bitterly.


    "You left, didn''t you? Why did you come back?"


    Her expression was that of a wronged woman lamenting the faithlessness of her lover.


    "Just passing by..."


    Luo En sheepishly answered, then silently turned to look up at the four figures standing amidst the scarlet mist above, attempting to squeeze out a stiff smile on his face.


    "So, I''m not acquainted with her, do you believe me?"


    Eris, watching this couple apparently showing affection publicly, remembered the humiliation she had faced from previous rejection, clenched her silver teeth, and gestured forward gloomily.


    "Kill them, kill them all!"


    Immediately, upon receiving the order, The Furies, grinning maliciously, raised their viper whips, lashing towards them.


    Gazing at the blood-red light and venomous snakes swirling in from all directions, Thetis, who was confused by the situation, froze in place.


    Just as this Ocean Goddess was about to be overwhelmed by the bloody tide, a roar like thunder by her ear jolted her from her daze.


    "Run!"


    At the same time, a hand from behind grabbed her shoulder and yanked her forcibly into the sea, diving deep.


    As waves dozens of feet high exploded above them, the chill of the sea water washed over her, and Thetis finally realized her predicament. While hastily metamorphosing a fish tail to make her escape, she looked resentfully at the troublemaker beside her.


    "Why is it that every time I meet you, nothing good happens!"


    "I''d like to know too..."


    Luo En also felt helpless inside as he looked at Thetis with bewilderment.


    "Weren''t you near the shores of Cyprus? How did you end up in the Primordial Ocean?"


    Thetis gave a disapproving glance to the unwitting troublemaker beside her, replying bluntly.


    "Of course, to avoid you!"


    After creating havoc with Ares, with Aphrodite, what if this troublemaker exposed himself while framing Adonis, then ran up to her island for help? Wouldn''t she be dragged into death by his actions?


    For this reason, after betraying Adonis, Thetis prudently chose to move overnight, retreating from the waters near Cyprus all the way back to the Primordial Ocean, planning to lie low on a deserted island she had picked.


    Yet, even after leaving the Sea of Okeanos, she still collided with this disaster, getting wrapped up in new troubles.


    It was an ill-fated tie...


    At this moment, Luo En sighed, his face filled with melancholy.


    "The thing is, I never went back to that island, nor had plans to return."


    "..."


    Thetis sensed the implications in his words, falling silent, with the venting she wanted to express stuck in her throat, unable to articulate.


    Obviously, they had both made assumptions, accidentally missing each other, then by another twist of fate, running into one another.


    What more was there to say?


    As they fled for their lives, Luo En and Thetis exchanged a long, mutual, and frustrated sigh.


    Alas, it was an ill-fated tie...

 Chapter 186 Fellow Daoist, Please Stay! (4k)

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    Two days later, Occhanos Inland Sea.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Glistening white dolphins and azure Monoceroses, each enveloping a figure, cleaved through the waves, speeding through the ocean.


    Behind them, the sky was a sheet of crimson, with expansive blood clouds spreading on the wind, in relentless pursuit.


    At the same time, the mingling of blood and seawater infiltrated below, turning into multicolored sea snakes in the crimson water, slithering toward their prey ahead.


    Seeing those "spicy strips," all vividly colored warning signals and aggressive tattoos, Luo En didn''t hesitate to accelerate, using special ocean environments like reefs, islands, and whirlpools to increasingly widen the gap.


    However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a warning from Thetis reached his ears.


    "Be careful ahead!"


    Up front, within the colorful corals, dozens of blood-transmuted sea snakes camouflaged by the coral''s colors lay in ambush, motionless on their inevitable path, waiting for prey to fall into their trap.


    That quickly?


    Luo En was inwardly startled, a trace of doubt flickering in his eyes.


    Hadn''t they just shaken off these divine beings? How did they get ahead on their path and set an ambush?


    There''s a problem!


    Thetis had obviously realized this too.


    "Something''s off, these past two days we''ve managed to shake them off several times, but soon after, they''d catch up again. Neither changing our appearance nor using [Blessing of the Sea] to erase our scent seems to work,"


    Combining this with the sea snakes ignoring detours and disguises, taking shortcuts to block their path, they exchanged a glance and immediately realized a certain possibility.


    "Tracking magic!"


    "Divine mark!"


    They spoke in unison, arriving at roughly the same conclusion.


    He had truly misled Thetis once again.


    The Ocean Goddess had been hiding on an isolated island in the Primordial Ocean to lay low, sunbathing on the beach at that time.


    Who would have thought disaster would fall from the sky, as Luo En, with blood-red skies in his wake, crashed straight onto the island.


    As a result, not only was Thetis''s new home gone, but because she was unguarded, she was branded and marked by the divinity of The Furies, leaving a disgraceful imprint.


    You have a beef with him, grab him, what''s it got to do with me? I was just sunbathing at my doorstep, and I got dragged into this mess?


    Thetis looked back at The Furies and a certain red-haired Goddess relentlessly pursuing her, her eyes filled with indignation as she glared at a certain culprit.


    "I was making eyes at you, if you didn''t see and blurted out anyway, can you blame me?"


    Luo En was also helpless, upon seeing Thetis for the first time, he wanted to act as if they didn''t know each other, to avoid dragging the unfortunate Ocean Goddess into trouble again.


    But he clearly underestimated Thetis''s grievances.


    Before she could understand the meaning in Luo En''s glance, the Ocean Goddess began voicing her sorrows and cursing the troublemaker.


    Moreover, the script she used was ambiguously that of a wronged woman.


    Now, Eris, freshly snubbed and humiliated, took tons of blowback, becoming furiously convinced they were adulterers and decided to bury them together.


    Unwilling to be the accidental scapegoat once more, Thetis looked toward the menacing red-haired Goddess in the sky behind, asking hesitantly.


    "What if we try to explain?"


    "You can try,"


    Luo En''s eyes held encouragement as he gestured freely, adding quietly,


    "But just a friendly tip, that one behind is Eris, Goddess of Discord, sister of Ares..."


    "..."


    Thetis''s face twitched involuntarily, her eyes growing even more resentful.


    Ares''s sister, the Goddess of disaster in the war and catastrophe domain, what more was there to say?

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    Sensing the meager divine power left within her and looking back at the dense blood-red aura relentlessly closing in, the Ocean Goddess sighed and waved her hand in resignation.


    "Forget it, let''s split up. Without the mark to track us, you should be able to shake them off."


    As an ocean nymph renowned for her wisdom, Thetis''s combat skills and accumulation of divinity were only average at best. She could keep up until now only because she was taking advantage of the ocean''s blessing in the water.


    At the moment, in this chase that had lasted for two days and nights, she was at the end of her tether.


    From a rational standpoint, sticking by this guy''s side serving as a beacon was meaningless. It was better to part ways now.


    Though she herself bore the mark of vengeance, the other side was clearly drawing more hate.


    Whoever managed to escape would do so based on their own skill and the will of the heavens.


    "Run? We aren''t at the end of our rope yet."


    However, just as Thetis made her move, Luo En unceremoniously dragged the Ocean Goddess, who was preparing to depart in a different direction, back to his side.


    He then picked up Thetis, shook off the cluster of venomous snakes behind them, leaped out of the water with great force, traced runes in the air, and shouted.


    "Xanthus, Balius!"


    Instantly, two splendidly colored divine warhorses leaped out from the Magic Array reflected on the sea surface, pulling a bronze chariot to their master''s side.


    Luo En decisively threw Thetis into the chariot and then grabbed the Spear of Nation-Building and fiercely struck the two warhorses'' behinds.


    "Go!"


    The two warhorses neighed in pain and immediately carried Thetis forward, hooves thundering, breaking away from the perilous area first.


    Then, seeing the blood-red light approaching from behind, Luo En also acted, invoking the Extreme Speed of [Goat] and the Sea''s Blessing of [Great Whale], running across the sea surface headlong.


    In a few breaths, he was like a comet, crossing the vast ocean, smoothly traversing the rolling waves, quickly catching up with the bronze chariot pulled by the divine warhorses, leaving Eris and The Furies far behind.


    He sure can run!


    Eris and The Furies, infuriated, cursed inwardly as they jumped up and down.


    From the Primordial Ocean to the inner sea of Occhanos, they had been led on a merry chase. Boasting the ocean''s protection, a warrior''s skills, and storm-like speed... Was this a Lesser Deity from household affairs? A newcomer responsible for brewing and serving wine for Olympus?


    Family, who would believe this if we told them!


    "Charge! He can''t maintain multiple divine powers for long; he won''t get far!"


    Eris flapped her black wings, teeth gritted, as she issued the command.


    After being chased for a distance then led on another, her anger was flaring.


    Today, come hell or high water, she had to catch that pair of fugitives, hang them up, and lash them fiercely to vent her fury.


    The Furies responded with angry gazes, stirring up an even more intense crimson storm, sweeping towards the speeding bronze chariot on the sea surface.


    Watching the relentless redness still biting at their heels, Thetis frowned and looked at Luo En, who appeared calm beside her, and probed.


    "Do you have any other methods?"


    "Of course, I do!"


    Since none of us are good people, I can rest easy.


    Luo En shrugged off his mental burden, turned his head, and quietly reminded his increasingly in-sync comrade.


    "Remember to put on a disguise."


    "Which layer are you referring to?"


    Thetis turned around, her body surrounded by floating runes, transforming the figure within the cocoon of light to resemble a mermaid, then a snake woman, then a bird, and then sea beasts.


    "..." After a moment of silence, Luo En made a gesture of salute, "...My apologies."


    Following suit, he also activated the cognitive distortion of remembered Divinity, the frenzy of the God of Wine''s Divinity, adding several disguises to himself, while using the Authority of the Great Whale to envelop the entire bronze chariot, just in case.


    Quick as lightning, a blur of azure light skillfully swept across several islands.


    The crimson storm followed closely, bringing with it a disastrous blood-red hue that caused the cursed ocean deities and their kin to lament incessantly.


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    After several such diversions, the sea deities and their kin used as shields learned better and began to dive and escape before the accursed Great Whale could come for them, to avoid disaster.


    Soon, Luo En realized that there might not be enough shields.


    And worse, Thetis, clutching the increasingly hot and burning mark of the serpent on her back, with cold sweat on her forehead and a pained expression, was a troubling sight.


    Seeing this, Luo En immediately diverted some of his attention and inquired with concern.


    "What''s happening?"


    "Hatred, it seems to activate and strengthen the power of this brand..."


    Thetis, holding back the pain as if bitten by a venomous snake, responded in a low voice, her cherry lips unwittingly bitten and bleeding.


    The Furies were born of hatred. The greater the conflict and chaos, the stronger the divinity they displayed.


    No wonder Eris and The Furies behind him were not afraid of offending the ocean deities and instead fought with even greater vigor.


    Thinking of this, Luo En frowned deeply.


    Can''t keep dragging this out? That''s a problem...


    As Luo En was starting to feel overwhelmed, a dazzling golden light pierced through the crimson clouds ahead, accompanied by a high and authoritative shout.


    "You reckless felons, the seas of Occhanos will not tolerate your tyrannical behavior!"


    Hearing that righteous declaration, Luo En couldn''t help but show a relieved smile on his face.


    After such turmoil, someone at sea has finally stepped in to take charge!


    And when Luo En''s gaze settled on the golden figure wielding a sword and scales, his eyes filled with fervor.


    My, a big fish indeed!


    At the same time, Luo En adopted an indignant expression, turned around, and called out as he followed the golden figure''s steps.


    "You''re right, I stand against evil with heaven as my witness!"

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    Exactly right!


    Upon hearing that enthusiastic agreement, the golden figure in mid-air immediately felt a surge of regret for not having met sooner and turned toward the source of the voice.


    At the same time, Luo En, who had posed in a righteous manner to lend support, was also secretly sizing up the golden figure before him.


    To be fair, she was a rather dazzling goddess.


    ����Her features were full of three-dimensional beauty, exuding a brave aura; her golden hair casually cascaded behind her head like a dense waterfall; her blue and white gown highlighted her proud figure, and the deep, snow-white scars at her chest were provocatively criminal; yet the stars that floated around her brought a sense of mystery and dignity, irresistibly commanding awe and respect.


    Immediately after, Luo En''s gaze swept over the gold-haired goddess''s left hand, which held the scale made of gold and gems, representing "Justice," and the sharp sword in her right, pointing downward, representing "Judgment," as he tentatively inquired.


    "Are you the goddess who presides over justice?"


    "Yes, I am!"


    The gold-haired Goddess of Justice nodded proudly, an aura of integrity and righteousness bursting from her.


    It was indeed her!


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s heart settled, and he promptly began what he was best at��stirring the fire with eloquence.


    "In this atrocity, justice may have been delayed, but it has not been absent! We''ve finally waited for you, please you must stand up for these innocent sufferers of the sea!"


    Meanwhile, a certain shameless individual, while grousing about the injustice to the Ocean God''s kin, was also taking advantage of his own ocean divinity and the presence of the Ocean Goddess Thetis, presenting themselves as one of the victims, standing on the moral high ground, and loudly denouncing the evil deeds.


    "To enhance the authority of strife and vengeance, they dare to act so unbridled, such malice is simply outrageous!"


    Then, Luo En, who had shifted into the role of accuser, flung the blame and righteously pointed at the swiftly approaching crimson storm, declaring.


    Looking at the Furies wielding the viper whip and flying towards him, as well as Eris with a body raging with blood and a ferocious smile, the somewhat stretched Luo En quickly grabbed the shoulders of a certain Goddess of Justice, shaking her frantically while vehemently complaining.


    "Lady Themis, you are the Goddess of Justice, the nemesis of evil! One of the twelve Titans! There''s no way you can''t beat them! Come on, rally yourself!"


    "I, I am indeed the Goddess of Justice, but, but my name isn''t Themis..."


    The gold-haired goddess, shaken until she saw stars, answered in a daze.


    Suddenly, Luo En had a sinking feeling, his face stiffened as he tremulously asked.


    "Then what is your name...?"


    The gold-haired, blue-eyed Goddess of Justice, watching the Furies closing in and the watchful Goddess of Discord Eris above, involuntarily swallowed hard, trying to maintain a dignified and just stance.


    "Astraea!"


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    Geez...


    Luo En, looking at the Furies and Eris forming an encirclement, deeply regretted his hasty actions, internally vexed.


    In fact, during the Age of Greek Gods, two Goddesses of Justice had appeared.


    Themis, whom Luo En mentioned, was one of the twelve Titans, ruling over natural laws of the earth, original laws, assemblies, and so forth, serving as the creator and guardian of order.


    Legend has it, Themis played a crucial role in the establishment of Olympus''s rule.


    But because Zeus feared the curse of the Titans, he consumed his first wife��the Goddess of Wisdom Metis��which Themis strongly despised. Hence, she created the laws of marriage, invented the concept of family to restrain Zeus, and then left Olympus, disappearing without a trace.

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    Hence, benefiting from that and becoming a staunch defender of monogamy, Queen Hera called the Goddess of Justice "Lady Themis" to distinguish her from the other goddesses.


    Thus, whether it was limiting the behavior of Divine King Zeus or the respect shown by Queen Hera, both indirectly verified the might of Themis.


    If the one who appeared before Luo En at this moment was indeed that primeval Goddess of Justice Themis, he truly might have hoped to win by lying down.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Regrettably, the one he encountered was the second option.


    Astraea, the daughter of the star god Astraeus and the Goddess of Dawn Eos, and a new-generation Titan of the same generation as Ares, presiding over justice, stars, and purity, she is also the original figure of the Virgo constellation.


    The records concerning her aren''t plentiful, and the primary focus and description of her appear during the dawn of mankind, the Golden Age.


    Initially, the climate of the earth was warm, and resources were abundant; no housing was needed, nor clothes to wear, and even without tilling the land, harvests would still be had. The earth was a peaceful paradise, where people knew not what conflicts were. However, later on, with the advent of the seasons, incursions by Magic Beasts, and the interference of gods, people had to build houses, make sacrifices, weave clothes, and cultivate the land; the phenomenon of the strong bullying the weak gradually emerged.


    Therefore, Astraea, representing "justice" and "fairness," descended from the stars.


    She believed in humanity and ardently taught the way of justice on earth and initiated the "Silver Age," bringing a period of prosperity.


    Of course, at that time, there were no complete laws, and what she referred to as the path of justice probably entailed using her own power to promote good and eliminate evil and practice righteousness.


    However, after several rounds of annihilation and heavy losses inflicted by the gods, humanity evolved into the "Bronze Age", where lying, violence, and bloodshed among friends, fathers and sons, and brothers began to occur, and the efforts of Astraea alone, a single deity, could not control the wide spread of sin.


    Therefore, with no other choice, wrapped in pure white gossamer around her pure body, she left the Mortal World to return to the stars and the sea.


    Her departure symbolized that a sense of justice born of simple human nature could not solve all the problems faced by humanity, and as a result, the Mortal World no longer had an absolute purity and justice.


    Based on the above description, one can roughly guess the differences between the two Goddesses of Justice.


    �� Themis''s Authority stems from the natural laws of the earth and the primal laws; "the natural order."


    No loyalty!


    While Luo En was inwardly denouncing Thetis, from beneath the water came a vibration and a familiar shout.


    "Get in quickly!"


    Simultaneously, two majestic warhorses with lustrous coats leaped out from the Magic Array reflecting on the sea''s surface; the missing Ocean Goddess Thetis was holding the reins, trying to control the bronze war chariot.


    Loyalty!


    The Luo En, who was just criticizing inwardly, instantly smiled, grabbed the still-dazed Astraea, and jumped onto his beloved bronze war chariot, seizing the reins and extending the Authority of the "Goat" and the "Great Whale" forward.


    "Xanthus, Balius! Quickly!"


    In an instant, with the addition of the Authority, the muscles of the two immortal horses swelled, their veins bulging as they neighed and reared up, plunging into the water to pull the bronze war chariot. Assisted by the protection of the sea and the Extreme Speed of the Goat, they swiftly escaped through the water route beyond the battlefield.


    "Don''t think you can escape!"


    Seeing the nearly cooked duck, which they had trapped, suddenly grow wings and fly away, the Furies and Eris couldn''t help but rage, each manipulating their Authority and targeting the bronze war chariot.


    In that instant, Sharp Swords condensed from blood qi and venomous snakes born of firelight shot towards them like a meteor shower.


    "Just concentrate on driving, leave the rest to me!"


    At this moment, Astraea, who was a beat too slow to react, stood up, her sword of judgment held high towards the sky, and simultaneously turned the golden scales that had shrunk and hung by the blade of the sword.


    "Wickedness has reached its peak, let the trial begin here! Justice shall not be absent; it is time for judgment, hear the voice of the stars!"


    In an instant, a brilliant beam of starlight shot out from the sword of judgment, soaring into the heavens and illuminating the stars in the firmament.

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    Immediately, meteorites formed of concepts, trailing long flames, fell from the sky, crushing the blood sword and the venomous snake on their path, blocking the pursuers behind them.


    Astraea''s original meaning is "daughter of the stars", therefore, in addition to the authority of justice, she also possesses the divine power to manipulate the stars.


    Realizing that the danger behind him had been successfully resolved, Luo En couldn''t help but breathe a little easier.


    Fortunately, he had some integrity left and hadn''t chosen to sell out Astraea and make his own escape first.


    The second-generation Goddess of Justice also voluntarily recognized him as a teammate and very consciously blocked the attacks for him.


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    Otherwise, he would now be considering grabbing Thetis and jumping ship.


    "Umm..."


    Just as Luo En was silently rejoicing, Thetis, beside him, let out a pained moan, collapsing to the ground.


    Luo En couldn''t afford to think further and immediately stretched out his hand to wrap around Thetis''s waist, asking with concern,


    "What''s wrong?"


    However, the Ocean Goddess had already passed out from the severe pain and was unable to respond.


    At the same time, the burning hotness of Thetis''s skin, akin to a red-hot iron, and a sticky sensation in the palm of his hand, shocked Luo En, and he instinctively pulled down the strap on the Ocean Goddess''s shoulder.


    Perhaps...


    However, Astraea shook her head regretfully, shattering Luo En''s fantasy.


    "It''s been too long, I can''t do it."


    But before Luo En could get disheartened, the Goddess of Justice changed her tone, looked up towards a vague expanse of the sea, and added leisurely,


    "However, my teacher might be able to."


    "Teacher?"


    "Oh, it''s the previous Goddess of Justice, Themis."


    "Then why didn''t you say so earlier!"


    Listening to Astraea''s nonchalant answer, Luo En suddenly felt as if things were taking a turn for the better, and he once again felt grateful for his wise decision not to sell out Astraea on the spot.


    "She doesn''t like meeting strangers..."


    Astraea replied helplessly, then glanced at the pained Thetis, bit her silver teeth sternly, and spoke solemnly,


    "No matter, saving a life is what''s important, I''ll take you to see her now!"


    A goddess with a simple sense of justice made up her mind, clenched her fist, and silently swore to herself.


    No matter what, they could not allow fighters against injustice and brutality to shed blood and tears!

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    On the Sea of Okeanos, a prolonged and fierce chase was still underway.


    The pursuers and the pursued, each holding a breath of determination, were unwilling to give up lightly, so they exerted all their strength, vying with each other on these waters.


    In the lead, Luo En drove a bronze chariot, pushing the Divine Speed of the [Goat] and the ocean''s protection of the [Great Whale] to their limits, coupled with the defensive cooperation of the Goddess of Justice, Astraea, he gradually widened the distance from the relentlessly chasing four vile women of Greece.


    Yet even so, his brow was furrowed, his expression far from optimistic.


    Because the combined use of the [Goat] and the [Great Whale] couldn''t last for long.


    On one hand, this was a significant burden for him.


    On the other hand, pouring these two Authorities into the bodies of the two steeds also caused them tremendous strain.


    Were it not for their Immortality and exceptional adaptability, they would probably have exploded and died from the clash of Authority and Divine Power.


    But even so, these two resilient divine horses, after continuous exertion, were sweating profusely, a rich scent of blood mixed in, evidently near their limits.


    "How much farther?" Luo En asked.


    "Just ahead!" Astraea replied without hesitation.


    At the same time, she raised her hand to point towards the faint outline of a small island visible ahead on the left side of the sea.


    Seeing that he was about to reach the finish line, Luo En couldn''t help but let out a sigh of relief.


    However, before he could catch his breath, the two divine horses charging ahead let out a mournful cry, blood mist burst from their bodies, and they instantly collapsed, dragging the whole chariot down with them.


    "Jump!"


    Luo En grabbed Thetis, who was still unconscious beside him, and decisively leaped from the chariot, not forgetting to shout a warning to his new teammate behind him.


    With the solemn divine words, the Authority of the [Warrior] and the [Wild Boar] surged into the [Spear of Nation-Building], a thick intent to kill washed forward, transforming into a red and black stream of annihilation.


    Feeling the destructive force contained within, The Furies and Eris who had caught up dared not meet it head-on, each gathering vast amounts of blood qi to form layers of crimson barriers.


    Upon collision, the densely concentrated ether in the space twisted and collapsed, then exploded with a thunderous boom, creating a massive mushroom cloud.


    This time, Luo En did not back down, and the opposing side was pushed back more than a hundred meters.


    But immediately after, he could no longer contain the tumultuous energy within his body, a sweet metallic taste rose up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of gold and red stained blood, his complexion slightly paling.


    It can''t be helped, facing four opponents was still too much for him, and not one of them was an easy adversary.


    "Alright, it''s open!"


    At that moment, a jubilant shout came from behind like music to his ears.


    Well done, Astraea!


    Seeing that the goal of delaying had been achieved, Luo En immediately retreated, following the golden-haired goddess, and dove into the slowly opening curtain of starlight.


    "Damn it, don''t think you can run away!"


    Eris, having chased the whole way and failing even to pluck a single hair, was furious, her mind heated as she flapped her black wings, charging towards the curtain.


    Luo En, seemingly at his limit at the rear, stumbled just in front of the open gateway of the starlight curtain, exposing a wide opening.


    Seeing such a perfect opportunity, Eris'' eyes lit up, and she accelerated towards Luo En, reaching for the nape of his neck.


    After all that effort, coming away empty-handed was not an option; how embarrassing would that be upon return?


    However, the moment they were about to make contact, Luo En, who had been stumbling forward, suddenly twisted around, grinned back at her, and grabbed Eris'' wrist, dragging the unsuspecting Goddess of Discord into the curtain of starlight with him.

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    I''ve been had, I''m in trouble!


    Eris realized something was wrong and instinctively tried to break free.


    However, it was already too late.


    Luo En immediately leveraged his exquisite close-quarters combat skills from "Infinite Martial Refinement" to pin Eris down, restraining her arms and, using the momentum, straddled her waist to immobilize her torso and lower limbs.


    "Quick, close the door!"


    Accompanied by an explosive shout ringing in her ears, Astraea, who was in front of the starlight curtain, snapped out of her trance. She quickly withdrew her curious gaze, turned the gold scales on either side of the hilt of her sword, and commanded the curtain of starlight to close.


    The Furies, upon seeing their ally unfortunately captured, immediately let out a hoarse, low growl. They flicked their viper whips and called upon a blood mist to crash against the curtain of starlight, hastily coming to the rescue.


    As the encroaching crimson fell upon the starlight curtain, the sound of corrosion sizzled through the air, and the island''s outer barrier of starlight was rapidly dissolving.


    At that moment, beneath the dazzling canopy of stars, a serene and solemn whisper was heard.


    "Order, shall be restored here..."


    In an instant, with the rhythm of the divine words, streams of starlight fell, like judgment swords from the heavens, sweeping away the thick blood-red haze outside the island.


    On the island, a goddess with golden hair draped over her shoulders and a white veil on her head walked barefoot down a stone path hidden among layers of forest, approaching the starlight curtain.


    Dressed in a blue, contours-revealing, semi-transparent fabric that allowed her skin to be seen, adorned with several exquisite gold ornaments set with rubies, she possessed a voluptuous figure and breathtaking beauty, holding in her hand the Sword of the Scales that symbolized justice and law.


    Unlike Astraea, this stunningly beautiful and tranquil figure had her eyes covered by a black band, but she moved with grace and fluidity, seemingly unimpeded by the darkness before her.


    Clearly, she was not truly blind.


    The Scales symbolize absolute fairness and justice, measuring all the injustices in the world. The Sword of Judgment symbolizes the slaying of all evil, promoting good over evil. The scales above and blade below indicate although she advocates for justice, she does not encourage unnecessary killing. It also hints that no one should murder others under the pretense of justice.


    Lastly, being blinded signifies her impartiality, not giving in to nepotism, treating everyone before her equally, regardless of who they are.


    At this moment, Luo En finally remembered what was different about the Goddess of Justice''s attire compared to the original when he first met Astraea.


    ��Right, the missing "blindfold".


    Then, the golden-haired, blindfolded goddess slightly raised her head, looking towards the Furies outside the curtain, and spoke softly, her voice like a chill, harsh spring.


    "Blood of Uranus, you have, crossed the boundary..."


    However, just as Astraea lifted her arm, it was struck by a sheathed long sword falling down with a solid thud.


    "You stay outside and guard."


    Facing this punishment, Astraea could only respond grudgingly and obediently stand guard outside, while sending Luo En an "I can''t help you" look.


    Luo En nodded solemnly and then bent down to help the unconscious Thetis, following the footsteps of the Goddess of Justice into the hall.


    "Back already? The ice hasn''t melted, would you like another cup?"


    Upon entering the door, a languid voice with an inexplicably familiar tone came from the inner hall.


    Is there someone else here?


    Luo En instinctively looked up, following the voice, and saw a figure with purple hair cascading over her shoulders, swirling a glass of wine as she sat on one side of the hall''s table, toying with several oak-carved chess pieces in her other hand.


    Feeling the gaze upon her, the purple-haired Goddess elegantly turned her head, looking towards Luo En with a smile full of meaning as he entered.


    "We meet again, my dear great-granddisciple."


    "What a coincidence, Great-Grandmaster..."


    Luo En replied with a forced smile, his eyes flickering warily towards Hecate who appeared before him, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.


    How did this woman escape from the Netherworld?


    And what''s more, she''s mixing with Themis?


    At the same time, the eyes veiled behind the black fabric of the Goddess of Justice swept over the two with the subtly tense atmosphere, her brow furrowing as well.


    Do they know each other?


    As the three deities sized each other up, their thoughts intermingling, Thetis in Luo En''s arms let out a pained whimper, breaking the eerie silence.


    "Come, follow me inside!"


    Themis''s expression became stern, setting aside her doubts and leading Luo En with the patient in his arms towards the back of the house.


    Watching the three figures pass by her, Hecate lifted a piece of ice and dropped it into her empty glass, filling it once more with wine, leisurely sipping and curling her lips in pleasure.


    What she thought would be a dull journey turned out to bring an unexpected reward.

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    Several days later, atop a lonely island.


    Stars scattered across the sky, the night as tranquil as water, Themis leaned back in her chair, perusing through the dozen or so parchment scrolls titled "Aesop''s Fables Collection."


    The stories within were concise and powerful, with apt metaphors and vivid imagery, and the language was both witty and humorous. Reading them carefully, each contained hidden wisdom, offering insights to people of varying ages and creatures in different states of mind.


    Soon, Themis finished the first dozen fables, her attention then captured by an intriguing story among them.


    The gist of it was that a father, for the sake of a sacrifice, killed his daughter, the mother harbored resentment, colluding with her lover to kill the father, and the son, in the name of revenge, killed his mother.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    And the verdict of arbitration was that the son should be released as innocent.


    This kind of just revenge should be forgiven.


    "Is such a judgment not too absurd?"


    After contemplating for a moment, Themis lifted her head, looked toward the figure beside her, and shook her head with a frown.


    Luo En, the author, considerately poured a glass of ice-cold honey water for the Goddess of Justice and explained with a smile.


    "In the son''s eyes, the mother is merely the killer of his father, an enemy. Setting aside the concept of mother, isn''t avenging his father a righteous act?"


    Themis briefly pondered and solemnly retorted.


    "If the son is innocent, then what fault does the mother have, who avenges her daughter? There''s no need to whitewash her act of kin-slaying. If their sins offset one another, he is merely the killer of an innocent woman."


    Ultimately, Athena, forced to take sides, cast the deciding vote; Orestes, the matricide, was proclaimed innocent and returned to Mycenae to ascend the throne.


    If the Goddess of Justice had been involved and had thrown Gaea''s argument that she asexually created Uranus, the Heavenly Father, in Apollo''s face, surely the expression on the Sun God would have been quite a spectacle.


    After all, the original Heavenly Father was created by the mother; should not the mother''s act of revenging her daughter by killing the pitiless father be even more commendable?


    Don''t forget, that Heavenly Father was castrated by his son Kronos at the behest of Gaea.


    If Apollo dares to claim again that the father''s status is higher than the mother''s and that avenging the father is more justifiable, he would be slapping the face of that old grandmother of Greece.


    Of course, this theory Luo En can also apply for his own purposes.


    After all, between him and Zeus, there exists the blood feud of matricide.


    Since the Goddess Themis, upholding "justice," views the mother''s status as higher than the father''s, wouldn''t it also be right to avenge his mother and kill that old thing of Olympus?


    Thinking this through, Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly, his question loaded with ill intent.


    "So in your view, should the son who killed the mother for his father be sentenced to death?"


    Themis still shook her head, pondered for a moment, and responded.


    "If I were to judge, I would choose exile, not the death penalty."


    "Oh? Why is that? This is the grave crime of matricide."

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    Surprise flickered in Luo En''s eyes as he curiously inquired the reason.


    Gently stroking the parchment scrolls with her white, scallion-like fingers, Themis emanated a serene aura as she pursed her lips, lost in thought.


    "A mother seeking revenge for her daughter is understandable. However, she pushed her own lover onto the throne, and the prince, who was only twelve at the time, naturally became a thorn in the side of the rebels. The reason for taking revenge for his father, indeed, doesn''t hold up."


    "But when one''s own life is threatened and one must act in self-preservation, extreme measures taken should be met with forgiveness and understanding by justice."


    The Goddess of Justice paused, her eyebrows drawing together slightly, her tone becoming gentle and calm.


    "However, when the prince, threatened in his youth, managed to escape safely and only sought revenge as an adult, killing both his mother and her lover,


    this goes beyond the timeliness and limits of self-defense. Although he deserves sympathy on an emotional level, legally he cannot be completely exonerated."


    "But before he faced trial, he had been cursed and haunted by the Goddess of Vengeance for years, and had been mad for a long time. Therefore, the sentence should be mitigated."


    Considering these multiple factors, stripping him of the right to the throne, the most valuable thing aside from his life, and exiling him forever is the most appropriate punishment I can think of."


    As the trial ended, Themis felt a deep satisfaction within her,


    yet the deep gaze from across made the Goddess of Justice start and she involuntarily took a few more glances at the parchment in her hand.


    "What is it? Have I judged wrongly?"


    Luo En snapped out of it, his head shaking like a tambourine as he exclaimed in admiration.


    "No, no! Yes! Absolutely right! Your understanding and intuition of the law are beyond my imagination!"


    The praise was sincere, without a hint of flattery.


    Because, in the Age of Greek Gods, the Goddess of Justice, relying solely on her own feelings and experience, had introduced concepts such as "legitimate defense" and "excessive defense" into cases, and her judgments were logically consistent, with punishments that gained wholehearted approval.


    Even in a future legal society with more comprehensive judiciary systems, few could achieve this level of justice.


    And then, considering the murder of a mother as something akin to excessive self-defense, coupled with a history of mental illness��a formidable combination.


    The Mycenaean prince would at most be stripped of his political rights for life, in addition to life imprisonment; he might even be eligible for medical bail, stay in a mental hospital, live in a private room, cut off from the world.


    Isn''t that equivalent to exile and loss of inheritance rights?


    To see a judgment resembling a modern courtroom in the savage era of gods was something astonishing.


    What more could be said?


    Even though the outcome didn''t completely match his own malicious intent, Luo En had already started to silently applaud ''66666'' for Themis in his heart.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    By the way, he couldn''t help but deeply despise Astraea, the other Goddess of Justice who was waiting outside the door.


    There isn''t much time left here; I must act quickly!


    "You flatter me, it''s all thanks to King Minos''s good teachings." Luo En first responded to Hecate with a smile for her lavish praise, then turned to Themis with a look of regret and difficulty, "Actually, in order to repay that great person for his kindness, I had hoped to complete a written codex, so that in these chaotic times, there would be laws to follow and justice could prevail..."


    "A written codex?"


    At these words, an idea sparked in Themis''s mind, as if she had grasped something crucial, and she stared intently at the young deity.


    Under the gaze of the Goddess of Justice, Luo En smiled sheepishly, casually explaining.


    "Yes, previously the city-states did not have written laws, only traditional customs. Nobles with Divine Blood have used their power to interpret laws at will, twisting them unfairly. Therefore, I want to base it on experience and write down some practical laws on stone walls or bronze plates to declare to the people. This way, any judgement will have evidence to follow, and it will not wholly depend on the personal likes and dislikes of judges or nobles, resulting in countless unjust cases. This would also effectively prevent corrupt practices."


    "What a good idea!"


    Themis once again admired the young deity''s brilliant ideas, her words full of praise.


    However, Luo En immediately showed again a troubled expression.


    "Only, my own experience and capabilities are lacking, and I have seen too few cases; to complete such a codex by myself is indeed beyond what I am capable of..."


    Then, he paused, picked up the last scroll, pointed to the third line, and said with embarrassment.


    "To be honest, this content about marriage laws is based on your wisdom..."


    Themis fell silent for a moment, looking at the young deity before her with a scrutinous gaze, her attitude growing colder.


    "So, you want my help?"


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    But, just like with the Temple of Memory, he was still using an open strategy, unafraid that the other party wouldn''t take the bait.


    In the face of Themis''s scrutiny, Luo En nodded earnestly.


    "To be honest, although Crete Island has fallen, the civilization of Minosians has not been extinguished; a part of them has relocated to Athens and there established the Academy of Athens. These remnants have always hoped to pass down the rule of law of Minos, but sadly, the legal aspects are too fragmented. I want to help, but I am powerless to do so.


    Therefore, I have recently been traveling around the Greek city-states, hoping to find like-minded partners to create a universally meaningful codex to practice justice.


    If you could participate, I believe this codex could truly bring more fairness and justice to the world!"


    However, Themis shook her head, her expression becoming somber.


    "What''s the use of drafting it? A law without binding force cannot be truly practiced; in the end, it is nothing but empty words."


    Having said this, the Goddess of Justice put down the scroll, got up disheartened and wordlessly walked into the house.


    Watching her lonely figure, and the scroll with three lines of law that had been singled out on the table, Luo En''s eyes flickered thoughtfully.


    Disappointed though he was, it was good as long as he hadn''t given up hope.

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    Since Luo En proposed the idea of jointly compiling a written law, Themis had been somewhat dazed for several days, even forgetting her original intention to close her doors and bid farewell to her guests.


    During his stay on the island, Luo En tactfully refrained from bringing up the past, simply using chess as a pretext to invite the Goddess of Justice, who was preoccupied with heavy thoughts, to play a couple of games each day for leisure.


    Of course, playing chess was just a means.


    His real intent was to use the opportunity of being alone with Themis every day to, in the guise of a seeker of knowledge, ask the Goddess of Justice some questions related to jurisprudence. Incidentally, he would present some complex legal cases for joint discussion and contemplation, thereby leading to the concept of natural law in the future of Greece.


    For instance, from Solon''s reform idea of "drafting laws with no distinctions between noble and humble, treating all equally and justly, and ensuring everyone gets what they deserve," he brought up "legal codification" and "judicial equality";


    From Plato''s "Philosopher King" and his concept of "wise man governance," he turned to a discussion on the merits and drawbacks of "training professional legal talent" and "nationwide emotional plebiscite";


    From Aristotle''s opinion that "rule of law" is superior to "rule of man," he interpreted where the specific superiority of the rule of law lies...


    In order to successfully pique Themis''s interest, Luo En had put in a lot of effort, mining nearly all of his knowledge about the legal aspects of Ancient Greece.


    This tailoring to her preferences had an immediate effect.


    Almost without waiting for Luo En to take the initiative, the Goddess of Justice would sit down in front of the chessboard, waiting for the leisure of "playing a couple of games."


    Seeing that Themis had indeed become interested, Luo En struck while the iron was hot. In their daily casual chess conversations, he cited various complex cases and, in collaboration with the Goddess of Justice, conducted judicial simulations, using case law to derive statutes and sentencing.


    Generally, the scene was of Luo En throwing out half the hypotheses and questions, with Themis completing the other half and filling in the gaps.


    However, considering the factual elements, the nascent legal provisions he selected naturally were not too avant-garde.


    The "Draconian Code" of Athens, the "Twelve Tables" of Ancient Rome, the "Code of Hammurabi" of Ancient Babylon... all these early historical codifications became topics for discussion guided by Luo En.


    The Goddess of Justice fell silent for a long while before slowly speaking.


    "Even if rules are established, what if someone refuses to abide by them?"


    Luo En responded without hesitation, "Then find a way to eliminate the disturbances and achieve fairness as much as possible."


    Themis looked seriously at the young deity before her and asked softly, "What if the disturbance comes from the gods themselves?"


    "What belongs to the gods stays with the gods, and what belongs to humans stays with humans," Luo En replied again, promptly and with apparent deference in his explanation, "Since it is a law made for humans, it should apply to the human populace. How could the gods, who are exalted above, be bound by the rules of the mortal world? Better to enjoy the sacrifices and honors, and let this order belong to the earth."


    Upon hearing this, Themis slightly raised her eyebrows.


    For some reason, she always felt that the young fellow before her had more to his words than met the eye, as if he were harboring some inscrutable scheme.


    However, before the Goddess of Justice could ponder seriously, Luo En opposite her had already risen with a smile, bowing deeply.


    "Your Highness Themis, the discussions I''ve had with you in recent days have been highly enriching. I am honored to have had such a good teacher to guide me in learning the law. But all gatherings must come to an end, and now that my companion has healed, I must not impose any further and should officially take my leave of you."


    "You''re leaving?"


    Upon hearing this, Themis rose abruptly, her face involuntarily tensing, a sense of loss burgeoning in her heart.


    "Yes!"


    Luo En nodded earnestly, answering truthfully.


    "As you said, a law that cannot truly be practiced will ultimately be but a mere scrap of paper in the end. Thus, I plan to return to Athens to suggest to King Aegeus and the Goddess of Wisdom Athena the establishment of a court on War God Mountain to try judicial arbitration. Meanwhile, I intend to organize manpower to advance the codification of written law."

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    War God Mountain had since the mythological era due to the trial against Ares, and it had the rudimentary form of a court. Following the era of the deities, it had openly taken on the function of guarding the laws of the Athenian city-state, governing most of the city-state''s most significant affairs and directly judging and punishing all who disturbed public order.


    With these foundations, using this place as a trial field was the most appropriate.


    "Is that so? Not a bad idea."


    Themis nodded in agreement, giving a fair evaluation, but then looked at the faintly visible sacred mountain among the stars and murmured to herself.


    "But in the end, it is only an idea..."


    "Yes, there is indeed a distance from idea to implementation."


    Luo En nodded slightly in agreement, his smile still brilliant.


    "But to cross this distance and practice fairness and justice, one relies not on waiting, but on striving!"


    Upon hearing these words, Themis was as if struck by lightning, her heart moved, and her eyes under the black veil gazed deeply at the young deity before her for a long, long time.


    On his person, there seemed to be something she once lost.


    Feeling Themis''s scrutinizing gaze, and sensing an unusual emotion within it, Luo En was moved and spoke in a deep voice.


    "Actually, before I leave, I have an additional favor to ask, which is to invite you, the original Goddess of Justice, to participate in the drafting of the first codified laws."


    However, Themis still shook her head.


    "We took an oath on the Styx not to leave our domain at will, to interfere with the order of the world."


    Alas, after all that effort, it was still no use.


    Just as Luo En was feeling disappointed, Themis gestured outside the door.


    "Astraea!"


    "Teacher, did you call me?" The other Goddess of Justice curiously popped her head in.


    "Athens is preparing to compile codified laws, and it is a good opportunity for learning and experience. You go with him."


    Themis pointed at Luo En and instructed her disciple in a stern voice.


    If one loses by the mulberry tree, one may gain by the corner tower �� it''s better than returning empty-handed.


    Seeing that the matter was settled, Luo En could only console himself as such.


    And Astraea, having received the command, immediately beamed with joy, thumping her chest in front of the young male deity she quite liked, in a sisterly manner of "I''ve got your back."


    "Don''t worry, I know Athens well! If there''s anything you don''t understand, you can ask me."


    Luo En forced a stiff smile on his face but couldn''t help but inwardly grumble.


    Didn''t you understand your teacher''s intention, that you are to assist me?


    And besides, once we get to Athens, who will be covering whom is still uncertain.


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    At that moment, Themis, seeing her disciple''s lackadaisical behavior, couldn''t help but sigh and rub her forehead.


    This child has many good qualities, just too straightforward, really not suitable for learning law, to become the new Goddess of Justice.


    After a moment of silence, Themis seemed to make a certain resolution, looking up at Astraea on the scene, she pointed to the bedroom in the back hall and ordered in a stern voice.


    As soon as they saw their master, the long-contained horses snorted and pranced around Luo En in excitement.


    "Alright, you''ll get to run to your heart''s content in a bit!"


    Luo En laughed and scolded as he patted the two divine horses'' heads, then grabbed the reins, steadied the chariot, and helped the three goddesses aboard first.


    In a moment, accompanied by the surging waves, the two immortal horses galloped freely upon the sea.


    But soon, a familiar blood-red light spread from the clouds ahead, with a deep crimson suffusing the sky.


    A never-vanishing specter!


    Seeing the ominous goddess in front wielding dark red twin swords, with red hair draped over her shoulders and black wings on her back, Luo En couldn''t help but curse inwardly.


    Months had passed, and yet Eris was still lurking nearby.


    One had to admit, this woman''s vengeful spirit was outrageously strong.


    And seeing that the three ''ducks'' she had once let escape were now back in her grasp, a smug smile spread across Eris''s face as she brandished her sword and taunted.


    "Let''s see who can save you this time!"


    Meanwhile, three beautiful women clad in black veils with pale faces appeared on a desolate island nearby, their sinister presence bringing a strange familiarity.


    The Furies?


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the faces of the three women and after a moment''s hesitation, he recognized their true identities.


    Strange, where were their snaky hair and black wings?


    Hecate, noticing the Furies blocking the way, couldn''t help but click her tongue in admiration, a hint of schadenfreude twinkling in her eyes.


    "To think they''ve assimilated the beast''s guise, gradually shifting towards the Titans'' original forms. It seems these friends of yours have grown quite stronger since we last saw them."


    "The Titans'' original forms?" Luo En was puzzled.


    To enlighten her confused grand-disciple, Hecate, who was the grandmaster, explained with a smile.


    In the ancient times of the gods, procreation was a symbol of strength.


    Therefore, the early Titan Gods, through sexual union or asexual creation, begot a plethora of Titan hybrids with an array of odd shapes.


    However, inherited memories would drive them towards a unified appearance of one head, two arms, and two legs.


    This form was often seen as a means to hide and protect themselves for normal interaction.


    Once the vestiges of the beast were absorbed, it meant that both their intellect and authority had leaped forward qualitatively.


    Clearly, during the previous chase, the Furies had gleaned an abundance of "hatred" and "revenge" concepts, becoming more formidable now.


    "What if they start to show the beast part again?"


    "If the monsters and Titans revert to their original forms, it means they are entering into an attack state, needing to manifest their strongest power in their true shape to fight their opponents."


    "Oh, I see."


    Luo En glanced at the Furies on the island, whose long hair turned into venomous snakes, blood tears flowed from their eyes, and their visages grew more loathsome, and he suddenly understood.


    Immediately, he grabbed Hecate''s shoulder, grinned unscrupulously, and without any hesitation, flung his grandmaster straight towards the Furies'' island.


    Then, leaving the other two goddesses stunned, Luo En decisively drove the bronze chariot forward at increased speed, breaking through the bloody clouds and swiftly fleeing into the distance.

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    The moon shone brightly amidst sparse stars, and the night was like a tranquil water.


    In the dense forest by the sea, a flickering orange flame danced, licking at the slightly reddened bottom of the pot, where the stewing meat soup simmered.


    Luo En stood up, took a branch that served as cutlery, and poked at the tumbling pieces of beast meat in the pot, ensuring they were thoroughly tender before sketching a few lines of Hermes Script with his hand and taking out several pottery bottles from the Magic Circle Diagram. He evenly sprinkled the stored spices into the pot.


    Soon, a rich fragrance spread out, and Thetis and Astraea sitting in front of the fire unconsciously flared their nostrils, their appetites evidently enticed.


    "It''s ready, you can eat now."


    With a slight smile, Luo En picked up a ladle, served the well-stewed soup into pottery bowls, and passed them to Thetis and Astraea in turn.


    However, after taking her bowl, Astraea didn''t hurry to taste the delicious soup but set down her utensils, looked back at the vast sea, and opened her mouth hesitantly, "Leaving Lady Hecate alone in the sea today, weren''t we a bit too harsh?"


    Luo En, while tasting the thick soup in his bowl, answered carelessly. "Don''t worry, the Furies and Eris can''t bother her; she''ll catch up on her own."


    "That may be true, but tossing her directly from the chariot was still a bit..." Astraea frowned slightly.


    "Don''t worry, don''t worry, she won''t mind because that''s a friendly tradition on Aiaia Island."No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Luo En reassured with a beaming smile and then proceeded to share his training experiences on Aiaia Island with judicious omissions to Thetis and Astraea.


    Being chased by a hungry magic beast, playing underwater hide-and-seek with sea monsters, or stealing sheep from the neighboring Cyclops...


    Or occasionally being a test subject for some dopey Enchantress''s potion, getting poisoned, turning into a pig...


    Or facing an ascension ceremony, being tossed onto a deserted island by Hecate to fend off a horde of Divine Blood dependents for three days and nights, then being sweet-talked into a standoff with the patrolling Atlantean Imperial Guard...


    Upon hearing Luo En''s nonchalant narrative, Astraea, who had initially felt indignant for Hecate, suddenly ran out of steam.


    Was this training intended to ensure he wouldn''t live to adulthood?


    Meanwhile, Thetis displayed a look of pity and sympathy, her azure eyes even brimming with a hint of maternal love.


    Seeing his guest''s renewed appetite, a smile returned to Luo En''s face as he promptly filled another generous bowl for Astraea.


    The Goddess of Justice took her utensil and without a word, buried her head and devoured it vigorously.


    Her robust manner instantly reminded Luo En of the familiar vibes, as he quietly raised a thumbs up for her in his heart, admiring sincerely.


    ��This lady is truly spirited!


    "Cough cough~~!"


    However, as if hearing someone''s silent mockery, Astraea could hardly take a few bites before a chunk of meat unexpectedly lodged in her throat, making her clutch at her chest with severe coughing.


    Luo En immediately showed concern, cautioning her.


    "Quick, have a sip, be careful not to choke."


    Astraea instinctively put down the pottery bowl, picked up her leather water bag from the ground, pulled out the stopper, and took a big swig.


    "Pff!"


    However, as soon as she swallowed the liquid from the water bag, the Goddess''s face changed. She spat out the mouthful and stared at the leather pouch in astonishment.


    "Wine?"


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    "Yes, don''t you enjoy having that with your meals?"


    Luo En was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled by Astraea''s intense reaction.


    "I just drank it a bit too quickly..."


    The Goddess of Justice by the fire, after a gentle cough, wiped off the lingering drop of wine at the corner of her mouth, once again grabbed her wine-filled leather pouch, and unperturbedly took several more gulps.

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    Seeing Astraea down half a jug without a sound, Luo En hurriedly offered a kind reminder.


    "I brewed it myself, it''s quite strong, and the effect sneaks up on you, don''t drink too much..."


    "Don''t worry, it''s no big deal!"


    Astraea patted her chest, though her expression was still as careless as ever.


    If she''s not drunk, that''s good.


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, decided not to discourage her further, and focused on his meal instead.


    In half an hour, the three of them were full.


    A distinct flush had spread across Astraea''s pretty face, and her eyes held a tipsy, dazed look.


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    "Everyone, I''ve eaten my fill, I''m heading back first."


    Immediately after, the Goddess of Justice stood up from the fire, ready to head to her own tent.


    However, she seemed to have underestimated the influence of the alcohol in her system and her step was somewhat staggered and unsteady.


    "I''ll walk you!"


    Seeing this, Luo En quickly got up to support the wavering Astraea.


    "Hmm... Hmm..."


    The slightly tipsy Goddess of Justice didn''t reject the help offered by her companion, responded vaguely with a nod, breathing heavily with the scent of alcohol.


    As her blood circulated, Astraea''s drunken state became more apparent; she leaned on Luo En''s shoulder, and her full figure brushed against Luo En as they moved unsteadily together.


    One had to admit, both the current and previous Goddess of Justice were well-nourished, each with figures that could lead a man astray...


    Luo En hadn''t walked many steps before he felt a rush of blood, and the [Goat] behind him became agitated.


    This is going to be the death of me...


    "So you see, isn''t it troublesome to keep thanking back and forth? Shall we call it even?"


    Luo En sat in front of the fire, winked at Thetis, who had gradually become more familiar, and gave a slight smile.


    However, Thetis by the firelight shook her head, her pretty face tensing slightly.


    "No, you still owe me a favor."


    As she spoke, the creditor took out the Bronze Eleph badge of Medusa from her pocket and waved it in front of the debtor.


    "Fine, I owe you a favor..."


    Realizing his attempt to settle the score had been seen through, Luo En ruefully accepted the promise.


    "You''re mistaken, it''s two favors."


    As he muttered, Thetis held up two pale fingers before him, seriously correcting him.


    Luo En felt a bit exasperated after a moment.


    "How could it be two now?"


    "Do you need me to remind you?"


    Thetis asked, then calmly counted on her fingers, bringing up past events.


    "Besides the time on Cyprus Island, there''s also this incident in the Primordial Ocean."


    "Alright, alright, two it is..."


    As the Ocean Goddess listed undeniable facts, Luo En rolled his eyes, grumbling to himself inwardly.


    Clearly, the goddesses of Greece can be quite persnickety.


    Especially the clever ones that are not easily fooled.


    Having received Luo En''s formal promise, Thetis''s tight face showed a trace of a smile before she threaded the bronze badge with string and handed it to the man in front of her.


    "Help me put it on."


    With that, the Ocean Goddess lifted her shoulder-length golden hair and pointed to the nape of her snow-white neck as an indication.

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    Luo En glanced and lightly snorted, unmoved, "Are we that close?"


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    Thetis handed the bronze badge to Luo En and spoke faintly, "Then consider it the first favor you owe me."


    "Are you sure? My favors are quite valuable..." Luo En grumbled as he stepped forward and placed the bronze badge around Thetis''s snowy neck.


    Having successfully gotten her way, Thetis''s face bloomed with a bright smile, tucked the special necklace into her neckline, rose from the fire, and walked toward the tent under the night sky.


    As he watched the Ocean Goddess''s graceful figure disappear from his field of view, Luo En, bathed in the moonlight, looked at his hands that still held some residual warmth, and shook his head while murmuring.


    "At a loss..."


    However, it was only a small loss for now; who could say about the future.


    He chuckled sardonically, extinguished the remaining fire with his hand, rose, and walked towards his own tent, preparing to rest well, to replenish his spirit for the full schedule ahead tomorrow.


    Even though he had successfully swindled Hecate on the Sea of Okeanos.


    But, given her true identity and power, even The Furies and Eris combined probably couldn''t stop this embodiment of chance.


    So, it was better to set off early in the morning, heading for Athens.


    Preferably, before Hecate.


    This woman was no easy target, and her trip to Athens couldn''t possibly be for tourism, could it?


    What offspring of Uranus?


    What remnants of Nyx?


    Not even able to withstand Hecate for half a day, they were beaten down, nothing but utter failures leaving feathers all over the place.


    With Hecate appearing silently in his bedroom and bringing these feathers, the outcome at sea was obvious without even thinking.


    Eris and The Furies must have been severely dealt with.


    Indeed, Hecate was unreasonably strong!


    Having his suspicions confirmed, Luo En felt inwardly alarmed, his wariness towards Hecate rising to the highest level.


    "Enough with the flattery, you know my rules," Hecate said as she waved her hand, cutting off the compliments, then propped up her chin and scrutinized the young man before her who had betrayed his own mentor.


    "So, how will you repay me?"


    The gifts of gods always come with a steep price.


    Similarly, the blessings and aid of a deity are never without reason.


    The Goddess, her curves partially concealed and revealed, her beautiful eyes shifting, seemed to have come up with an excellent idea and spoke with interest.


    "How about, with your body?"


    "...!"


    In an instant, Luo En''s heart clenched, he looked astonished at his mentor, then instinctively stepped back two paces amidst the ambiguous and heavy atmosphere.

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    a few breaths later, luo en slapped his forehead, suddenly coming to a realization.


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    "compensation in flesh? no problem, how well-done do you like it? i''ll grill it for you right now!"


    with that, he walked out of the tent with a righteous air.


    however, as soon as he lifted the curtain, a fair, jade-like hand pressed down on luo en''s shoulder, rendering him immobile.


    "no need to trouble yourself, i like it ready-made."


    accompanied by a warm breath, a lazy, flirtatious whisper entered his ear, bringing a tingling itch.


    at the same time, the sound of swallowing came from behind him.


    "gulp~"


    the beautiful head inched closer to the nape of a certain apprentice''s neck, breaths growing heavier. a curling pink tongue scraped over somewhat dry cherry lips, leaving behind a moist gloss in the dark.


    she was truly hungry...


    but faced with such a sultry and ambiguous scene, luo en felt not a hint of sentiment in his heart.


    on the contrary, he instinctively tensed all the muscles in his body, his heart pounding like a heavy drum, and the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.


    ��it was a stress response innate to living beings.


    like a little mouse targeted by a snake in the dark, instinctively alert and wanting to escape.


    however, the arm that had landed on his shoulder seemed to weigh a ton, preventing luo en from moving an inch, and he could only watch helplessly as the shadow behind him drew closer... closer...


    "whoosh!"


    just when the two figures in the tent were about to completely converge, the tightly closed curtain was flung open abruptly, and a figure stumbled in between the two, pushing hecate back and throwing herself onto luo en.


    "good...good wine, drink up! i want more!"


    astraea?


    looking at the goddess of justice searching around in his arms, mumbling incoherently from time to time.


    luo en glanced at the tent cloaked in night behind him, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and sighing in relief.


    although he had no idea what had gotten into that woman, his instincts told him:


    hecate was very dangerous at that moment, and the farther away from that woman, the better!


    thank goodness astraea showed up in time, or that woman might actually have devoured him alive.


    but, there was another problem.


    how did astraea get in? hadn''t she just gone to sleep?


    and if he remembered correctly, wasn''t there supposed to be hecate''s authority meddling around the tent?


    could it be...


    luo en''s mind was filled with speculation, instinctively shifting his gaze to the side.


    "good wine, drink up! keep drinking!"


    just then, a drunk figure rose up like a zombie, letting out a boisterous shout.


    immediately, before luo en could react, he was plunged into darkness, his breaths growing laborious.


    because two "righteous fruits" had completely obscured his vision.


    "another jug!"


    the goddess of justice, her eyes glazed, clutched the "large jug" to her chest as if it were a cherished treasure, caressing it lovingly. simultaneously, her flushed cheeks rubbed up and down the smooth and slender bottle, her blurry, drunken eyes brimming with deep intoxication.


    "yes! yes!"


    seeing that he couldn''t fend her off, luo en quickly removed the wineskin from his waist and handed it to the drunkard groping him.


    having gotten her way, the thoroughly inebriated astraea once again rose from the dead, eagerly snatching the wineskin and guzzling down the contents.


    and as the heavy effects of alcohol hit her, the goddess of justice staggered even more, nearly unable to walk at all.


    luo en, with no other choice, had to support the unrelenting goddess of justice and try to drag her towards his own tent.


    but perhaps due to the alcohol-addled brain, even while being dragged, she didn''t forget to pop the cork occasionally and take several gulps of the full wine bottle.


    luo en dodged the splashing wine from the wineskin while trying to control astraea''s wandering hands, and only with considerable effort did he manage to drag the dead-weight goddess of justice, utterly inebriated, to the front of his tent.

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    "alright, we''re at your doorstep, and you''ve already finished the wine, so why don''t you put down that empty wineskin?"


    as he drew back the curtain, luo en''s gaze fell upon the empty wineskin that astraea was hugging like a treasure, and he couldn''t help but scold her with a darkened face. he snatched the empty wineskin from the drunkard''s embrace and expertly tossed it into the bushes by the roadside, feeling quite relieved in his heart.


    although he was the god of wine, he never had much of an affinity for excessive drinking.


    "wine! my wine!"


    however, upon realizing the loss of her treasured possession, the drunken goddess immediately grabbed the culprit, searching all around.


    in the end, those bleary, drunken eyes looked around and fixed on a certain object that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, an elongated shape. her cerulean eyes sparkled, and she excitedly pounced on it.


    "a big one, there''s a big one here!"


    in a joyful, slurred mutter, the goddess of justice, utterly lost in alcohol, clung to the "wine" she had recovered, and it looked quite substantial. she couldn''t help but nuzzle it against the side of her head, reveling in her pleasure.


    immediately, luo en, who had been tackled to the ground, forcefully pried away the head that was burrowing chaotically into his chest. with a dark face, he shook it several times until the brains inside were well mixed, and he could even faintly hear the sound of waves crashing, until he could finally let go, muttering his annoyance.


    "hey, hey, hey! astraea, what kind of eyesight is that? look carefully! i''m a person! not your wine jug!"


    stare~~


    the goddess of justice tried hard to open her cerulean eyes wide, looking earnestly at the slender object beneath her that was protesting, completely perplexed.


    stare again~~


    gradually, a bright light shone in the depths of her eyes, and her flushed face showed a flash of realization.


    "oh, it can... it can talk? it must taste even better! i want to try!"


    with an excited cheer, the drunkard, whose brain had been thoroughly shaken, stretched out a claw like a vise, gripping it tightly around the "bottle neck," while her other claw reached up, groping blindly in the dark as she sniffed eagerly, intending to open the seal quickly and drink to her heart''s content.


    what was even worse, those hands were restless, continuously groping in the darkness, seemingly looking for the "pop and pour" spot to pull out the "wine jug''s" "cork."


    "take your hands off, don''t grab my face!"


    "idiot, why are you feeling down there?! stop it!"


    "saliva, your saliva is getting on my clothes!"


    for a moment, inside the tent, luo en, who was being indecently assaulted, fumbled to cope with astraea''s restless paws.


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    however, whether it was the pestering of the alcohol or the fact that his brain had been shaken, no matter how many times luo en pushed the drunkard away, astraea relentlessly pounced again, pressing on the god of wine with an insatiable look, intoxicatedly inhaling the rich wine aroma from this "large wine jug."


    "just one sip! let me have just one sip!"


    such persistence definitely belonged to her; no wonder she was able to move from the bed all the way to my bedroom.


    how could i have connected this woman with the one on the island? such a brain fart!


    at that moment, the lips above him were moist and tender, like glistening, delicious jelly.


    three inches... two inches... one inch...


    the beautiful head hovered above, the carefree goddess now holding luo en''s cheeks, her gaze intoxicated, chest trembling, and lips fluttering as if wanting to speak but stopping short.


    his heartbeat quickened as the flushed face came into view.


    finally, the goddess of justice''s throat churned, and she opened her mouth to emit a long-repressed sound.


    "hic~!"


    in an instant, with a muffled boom like thunder, a wave of sour, putrid smell from fermented food mixed with the stench of alcohol surged from her stomach, up through the esophagus, passing the throat, and directly sprayed into luo en''s mouth and nose, face-to-face.


    ...


    in the blink of an eye, luo en''s complexion went from red to green, from green to blue, and finally from blue to black as blue veins sprouted on his forehead like mad earthworms, writhing beneath the skin, his facial muscles convulsed severely, and his blood pressure skyrocketed, rushing to his head.


    i''m done for...


    after taking several deep breaths, luo en forcefully resisted the urge to unleash his fury and, pushing off the astraea lying atop him, dashed out of the tent and used his sea authority to thoroughly cleanse himself from the inside out three times.


    he felt unclean...


    once the soul-cleansing rinse had ended from flesh to spirit, luo en returned to the bedroom and looked towards the bed somberly.


    at that point, astraea, having wreaked her havoc upon him, lay sprawled on the bed snoring like a dead pig, occasionally smacking her lips and muttering unintelligibly in her sleep.


    "wine... mmm... good wine... another drink..."


    luo en cast down his eyelids and emotionlessly tucked the sprawled goddess of justice into the bedcovers.


    his rough and decisive approach was like that of an old fishmonger at a supermarket who had been killing fish for twenty years, confronting a fish newly laid on the chopping board.


    no matter how much the other party struggled, his heart and mind had already become as cold as the knife in his hands.


    because before drinking, astraea''s intelligence was barely passable,


    after drinking, her intelligence had successfully been downgraded to a negative number.


    and one cannot possibly harbor thoughts for a fool.


    having done all this, luo en didn''t hesitate to turn and be off without a shred of lingering attachment.


    by the way, to prevent this drunken fool from running out and causing trouble again, he specifically added a seal to the door.


    the sea breeze wafted by, the aftertaste on his skin seeming not to dissipate yet.


    no, i need another wash!


    the recently violated god of wine, carrying an emotional shadow hundreds of kilometers wide, decisively headed for the beach, dove into the surging sea, sunk down to conceal his presence, and prepared to spend the entire night immersed in the water to get rid of the smell.

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    the next morning, white-capped waves splashed high.


    having been soaked overnight, luo en emerged from the depths of the sea, crossed the overlapping waves, and walked towards the campsite on the shore.


    in front of the extinguished, ash-covered fire, the early-rising thetis and hecate sat beside the dry branches chatting and laughing, their cheerful and relaxed mood spreading all around,


    it must be said that this ocean goddess, known for her wisdom, had quite the knack for social charm. even when faced with the sudden appearance of hecate, she could interact as if nothing were out of the ordinary, not mentioning the incident when hecate was left alone on the sea surface at all.


    and upon seeing luo en''s arrival, thetis subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.


    "what shall we make for breakfast? i''ll help you."


    with that, she took the initiative to throw some branches into the fire, reigniting the embers, ready to help out.


    seeing the flames rise, hecate also smiled gracefully, giving up the positions of head chef and assistant to the two, and leisurely strolled by the seaside, waiting for mealtime.


    glancing over at the distant goddess of the underworld moon, thetis turned back to luo en and whispered,


    "was she in your tent last night?"


    "yeah, if it weren''t for astraea accidentally stumbling in, i almost couldn''t have gotten out."


    luo en stirred the pot of porridge, glancing irritably at thetis by his side.


    after a brief moment, thetis seemed to realize something, her face showing a hint of embarrassed apology.


    "i''m sorry, it seems my magic skills still need some refinement; i actually let her sneak in without a sound."


    last night''s defensive charm had mostly been drawn by this ocean goddess herself.


    that hecate managed to breach it so subtly and even reach the very doorstep had left her feeling somewhat guilty towards a certain unfortunate individual.


    luo en''s eyes twinkled as he teasingly asked,


    "so does this count as you owing me a favor?"


    "not at all!"


    some people put up a mask of stoic righteousness, but behind closed doors they act so swiftly.


    as hecate silently sneered, she regarded astraea��who was devouring her meal by the fire��with disdain.


    so much for a heart turned to ash; touch it with a spark and it ignites all the same, doesn''t it?


    but this time, the "seed" i have personally sown will not be easily touched by you!


    however, when hecate''s eyes landed on the golden scales swinging back and forth at the hilt of the sword, she suddenly lost interest.


    tsk, how pointless.


    "i''ll have one, too."


    accompanied by a languid murmur, hecate squeezed forward, wedging herself between luo en and astraea, giving her granddisciple a radiant smile.


    however, luo en, already on edge, almost stabbed the soup ladle in his hand towards the face of this imposing ancestress as if it were a weapon.


    seeing the increasingly darkening expression on hecate''s face, luo en hurriedly calmed himself, forced a smile, and carefully served food to this formidable boss in hiding.


    meanwhile, under the pretense of serving food, he edged closer to astraea.


    even though he didn''t know the specific reason, luo en sensed that hecate seemed to have a subtle apprehension towards the goddess of justice.


    even a false sense of safety felt better than staying near that woman.


    at that moment, as she watched the frequently extended ladle and her nearly bottomless bowl, astraea''s eyes brightened with emotion.


    luo en was such a good person!


    after a breakfast fraught with tension, everyone extinguished the fire, packed up the tents, and prepared to set off.


    however, just as the group was about to depart, a different voice emerged.


    "now that the matter at sea has been resolved, it''s time for me to go home and have a look."


    thetis said, expressing a hint of apology and nodding goodbye to everyone,


    "so, as for the journey to athens, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."

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    hearing that thetis was about to leave, luo en, though somewhat regretful, still generously offered his blessings.


    "that''s fine, then. take care of yourself. if you run into any trouble, remember to use that."


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    "mm."


    thetis nodded lightly and then gestured toward the beachfront ahead, asking luo en in a gentle voice,


    "who knows when we will meet again, will you see me off?"


    luo en, of course, consented to such a small request.


    after entrusting the remaining trivial matters to astraea and hecate, he got up to see thetis off.


    the journey was not far; in just a few minutes, they arrived at the seaside.


    although among the three goddesses, his trust in thetis was the strongest,


    now it was indeed time to part.


    "then..."


    however, before luo en could say his farewell, thetis rushed forward and gave him a passionate embrace.


    so soon?


    the rapidly warming relationship left luo en somewhat astonished.


    had his charisma reached such heights?


    "don''t speak, listen to me!"


    the next moment, a serious whisper suddenly beside his ear pulled luo en out of his fanciful daydreams. his gaze sharpened as he nodded almost imperceptibly.


    "right now, it would be best if you left with me."


    thetis whispered in his ear during the embrace, her eyes flickering darkly as she glanced towards the camp.


    all at once, moved by an inexplicable impulse, thetis stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on the man''s forehead before her.


    "then you must be careful yourself!"


    luo en touched the moist mark on his forehead, listening to the murmuring still in his ear, he released his arms and playfully blinked, his lips silently moving,


    "don''t worry, i''m quite fond of living. plus, i haven''t repaid the favor i owe you."


    thetis, clutching the bronze eleph over her heart, nodded gently, then took a long look at luo en, turned, and strode into the seas. a colorful, speckled fishtail emerged as she plunged into the blue waters.


    as her graceful figure completely vanished into the white foam, luo en gathered the warmth from his eyes, put on a formulaic smile, and turned back towards the camp where the two goddesses awaited to leave, muttering to himself with a shake of his head,


    it seems this trip to athens will not be too dull.


    ~~


    several days later, outside the city of athens.


    "tssk!"


    the bronze chariot screeched to a halt, snapping luo en out of his dozing.


    after a brief moment of confusion, luo en raised his eyes to the acropolis of athens gates coming into view, breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly reminded the two goddesses behind him,


    "we''re almost there."


    "mm!"


    the goddesses replied in unison. their eyes locked on each other, almost sparking a fierce clash in the air, oblivious to a certain driver who harbored a mischievous glint in his eyes.


    to set a predator on another predator; that was the strategy luo en adopted for self-preservation.


    specifically, he curried favor with "astraea" by proposing to compile legal statutes and dissect case studies under the guise of nightly academic discussions, keeping steadfastly distant from hecate.


    though astraea too had her ambiguities, she was at least safer than hecate.


    and after the recent night attack, plus the value luo en had demonstrated, "astraea" increasingly guarded against hecate, taking under her wing the rare legal talent representing the gods.


    but the burgeoning relationship between the two inevitably irked hecate.

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    the goddess of the underworld moon, seeing herself as having been undermined, faced off against a certain goddess of justice, and they began to covertly compete.


    on the surface, luo en, playing the peacemaker, secretly stood behind astraea, subtly fueling the fire, allowing the two goddesses to stand in opposition to each other because of him.


    and so, within this delicately balanced atmosphere of conflict without rupture, the three of them completed the journey without incident.


    the only pity was that the two were too restrained to come to blows.


    tensely driving at high speed, as the grand outline of a white marble metropolis stood resolute against the skyline under the sunlight, luo en massaged his throbbing temples and let out a sigh of relief.


    athens, at last!


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    after paying a few silver coins of hera at the gate, luo en eagerly led the two goddesses into the city.


    the scale of athens had doubled from what he remembered,


    with the palace, the council hall, the theater, clubs, galleries, inns, markets, workshops, docks, and stadiums��every public building imaginable.


    the bronze statue plaza that he remembered, dedicated to the gods and the city builder of athens, was more crowded with people in a hurry than before.


    the only regret was that most of these sacred robes were without masters, still lacking a heroic group to truly wield their power.


    after all, facing the all-powerful zeus, even athena wouldn''t dare to make too conspicuous a move.


    after briefly acquainting himself with the developments in athens, luo en did not linger in the bustling areas and led his visitors astraea and hecate through the acropolis of athens.


    the acropolis of athens, built jointly by athena and the minosians, seemed to have taken the best features of the ancient defenses of crete island.


    therefore, with architecture and terrain tightly integrated, the craftsmanship was ingenious. viewing the acropolis as a cohesive whole, the hill itself acted as a natural base, and the structures of the buildings and the arrangements of various parts were coordinated with the natural contour; the whole complex formed a unified system, turning it into a fortified stronghold that could defend itself by taking advantage of the terrain, repelling any invasion step by step.


    and the eighty-eight sacred robes and temples scattered atop the hill and along the path could promptly support any position.


    were they to face a beast tide similar to the past, luo en reckoned that without the intervention of higher deities, any number of attackers would be akin to delivery of food.


    passing through the leaf-shaped mountain gate, the trio took a path resembling leaf veins, heading directly towards war god mountain to the northwest.


    as the light screen of border surveillance flickered, a small girl with bright eyes who had been lying in wait at the exit approached excitedly to peddle her wares.


    "hey, hey, visitors from afar, try my new herbal cupcakes, one for three copper coins of athena, invigorating and..."


    "teacher?"


    the cheerful voice stopped abruptly, and luo en, gazing at the winged, pink-haired girl with colorful eyes before him, was equally astonished.

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    a moment later, circe, having collected herself, pounced forward, her little face flushing with excitement as she cheered.


    "luo en~!"


    ...this hair, this skin texture, and the smell and warmth!


    uh-huh, that''s right, that''s right!


    this is the feeling! she had finally found it again!


    clutching the "little piggy" that she had lost and regained in her arms, circe rubbed fiercely, attempting to release the loneliness and resentment that had built up over the years.


    and luo en, the victim of this devastation, was being rubbed until his features distorted, even his facial proportions scattered, his body resembling a koala that was far too lively.


    finally, when he managed to free his mouth from circe''s hands, luo en couldn''t help but ask.


    "how come... you''re... in athens... selling cakes?"


    as his facial muscles were still being sporadically pulled and pinched, his speech was somewhat unclear and slurred.


    however, circe seemed to be accustomed to this, she huffed angrily and kicked a certain irresponsible apprentice, indignant.


    "it''s all because of you! you emptied my little treasury, not even leaving a single hair, making it impossible for me to buy any decent teaching materials. i had to try my luck in the nearby populous city-state."


    "teaching?" luo en was somewhat puzzled.


    "yes, i''ve taken a new apprentice."


    as she spoke, the great witch gestured toward the woods.


    the small loli, who appeared to be around seven or eight years old, timidly glanced at the fellow apprentice before her and answered crisply.


    "yeah, that''s a nice name!"


    luo en reached out to pet the little sister''s head, smiling affectionately, but his gaze on the little witch couldn''t help but show a hint of compassion.


    medea, the daughter of king aeetes of colchis, was also an accomplished enchantress who had been taught by the great witch circe and the witchcraft goddess hecate; she was, by blood, the great witch circe''s niece.


    although the child came from a well-off family and was raised without restrictions, her fate took a monumental upheaval with the arrival of the argo in search of the golden fleece.


    due to the intervention of goddess aphrodite, medea was cursed with "falling in love with jason, the hero leading the argo," in an attempt to flee the country with him.


    on the run, she even committed the atrocity of dismembering her younger brother and scattering his remains into the sea to hold off her father''s pursuing ship.


    as a result, medea lost a home to return to and began to be despised and loathed by the people around her, even by the heroes of the argo traveling with her.


    later, to aid jason in ascending the throne, medea unhesitatingly helped him acquire the golden fleece and used magic and cunning to kill opponents; but jason, fearful of her actions, grew increasingly afraid of his wife, who possessed great power and an extreme character under the power of the god of love.


    soon after gaining the throne, jason chose to abandon medea, who had made numerous sacrifices for him, opting instead to marry the princess of a neighboring country;


    ultimately, medea, with nothing left and facing expulsion, took cruel revenge on jason.


    she killed the neighboring nation''s princess and her own two children, leaving jason to live out the rest of his life in agony and misery. stay connected through empire


    since then, medea rode on a dragon and disappeared without a trace.


    some say she was driven mad and died under the torment of the furies, others believe she returned to aiaia to live out her remaining days, and yet others speculate that she reached the pinnacle of magical research and obtained an immortal body, becoming the queen who reigned over the netherworld and held dominion over elysium.


    the above is the life of the enchantress medea, marked with the tragic hues of being manipulated and played by fate.

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    however, for luo en, that was an uncertain future, and one that could be changed.


    "listen to me, wear these large and long robes less in the future, they''re nothing but a hindrance to movement. mages aren''t posts; flexibility and mobility are just as important to us."


    a senior brother was imparting practical combat experience to his newly acquainted junior sister while peeling off the obviously ill-fitting, inferior mage''s robe from her body and tossing it far into the dense forest.


    little medea was naturally overjoyed at this, almost wishing she could clap her hands in delight.


    that thing was stuffy and hot, and if it weren''t for aunt circe insisting she wear it for the sake of an enchantress''s dignity, she would never want to be wrapped in such a thick shell all day.


    "my three silvers of hera!"


    seeing her aesthetic efforts and labor discarded by two ungrateful disciples, circe, as their teacher, couldn''t help but let out a wail before turning her head to look at a certain culprit, gritting her teeth.


    "you, you''re purposely opposing me, aren''t you?"


    "how could i? these precious combat experiences are all taught by the goddess standing behind me."


    luo en said, pulling little medea to the side, smilingly passing the blame to the goddess who was accompanying them.


    faced with this deflection of trouble, hecate first shot an unscrupulous disciple a glance before layers of ripples spread through the surrounding air, her disguise lifted, revealing her true appearance, and her deep purple eyes looked towards a certain disciple with a light hum of displeasure.


    "circe, you made yourself hard to find."


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    upon seeing the goddess of the underworld moon, circe shrank back a bit, swiftly sidestepped, and ducked behind luo en, firmly grasping the arm of her beloved disciple and using him as a shield before daring to respond loudly.


    "aiaia is boring to death, i don''t want to go back!"


    being the personal disciple of the goddess of the underworld moon hecate, as well as the great witch of love and moon, circe not only ruled aiaia as its island mistress but also bore the responsibility of ferrying the sea''s departed souls at the border between life and death.


    "so, hades has entrusted me to come up here, investigate the situation, and restore the order between life and death."


    after hearing hecate''s explanation, luo en and astraea accompanying her suddenly realized.


    they then understood why hecate was so secretive about the purpose of her trip.


    after all, the chaos in the netherworld was not only peculiar but also somewhat embarrassing to speak of.


    because, the kidnapping of the god of death was indeed a rather embarrassing affair.


    and once the situation had been clarified, circe became even more dispirited.


    "then go find thanatos, why capture me?"


    "there''s no clue for the moment, so i needed someone for the interim."


    "..."


    looking at her teacher, who seemed to take it for granted, circe was left somewhat speechless.


    however, she quickly had an idea, raising a hand to point behind her.


    "how about him? he''s my most outstanding disciple! surely he can shoulder the responsibility!"


    "..."


    luo en, looking at his teacher who had just sold him out, was equally speechless and silently criticized in his heart.


    look at that, the harmonious teacher-disciple relationship on aiaia, where before a problem everyone was quick to sell their disciple.


    however, to circe''s suggestion, hecate only glanced meaningfully at a certain disciple and shook her head gently in refusal.


    "[death] is not a simple, singular concept but part of fate, under the dominion of the three fates, requiring one to interpret the omens of the [loom of fate], and also necessitating the use of divinity and authority relating to death to ferry souls and maintain the balance of life and death. not just anyone possesses these qualifications..."

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    [death] is governed by [fate]?


    upon hearing hecate''s profound explanation, luo en immediately realized that this secret was meant for him alone and felt a chill in his heart.


    indeed, hecate, the representative of [chance], and the three fates, who represented [inevitability], had always been engaged in a silent struggle.


    and at the moment, the three fates were clearly gaining the upper hand; their authority had even extended into the netherworld, and thanatos, the god of death who had originally been under hecate''s command, was almost taken from her.


    it was also because of the three fates'' attention to [death] that luo en, as an [uncertainty], naturally could not replace thanatos''s divine authority. instead, he should keep a certain distance from this matter.


    "he''s not suitable? then find another one!"


    at this point, the still-hopeful circe, seeing that one apprentice was not sellable, immediately turned her gaze to another, vigorously pitching to hecate.


    "this is medea, my brother''s daughter. she shares the same blood as i do, gifted and extraordinary in talent. she will definitely become a peerless enchantress in the future. how about her? surely, there will be no problem!"


    hecate glanced at her second little apprentice across from her, her gaze briefly touching the little hands that were tightly clutching luo en''s clothes, and a different interest arose in her purple eyes.


    "that could work, but she''s too young. let''s wait until later..."


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    it seemed that not long ago, thanatos had received a private job from zeus, requested by the three fates.


    ��apparently, for some reason, the vindictive divine king wanted to use brutal [death] to punish a whistleblower who displeased him.


    could it be in corinth?


    hecate glanced at luo en''s determined expression across from her, her eyes full of thought, and then she nodded slightly with a smile.


    "fair enough, i''ll go to corinth first. you take care of her for the moment."


    with that, the goddess of the underworld moon let go of her struggling apprentice, tossed her to her apprentice in front of her, and reminded with a deep meaning,


    "someone has to clean up the mess. if she escapes..."


    hecate''s revealing glance swept over luo en and little medea, the implications clear without words.


    "don''t worry, this trip will surely be fruitful!"


    luo en assured her earnestly, watching hecate''s figure fade away and silently crossing himself in his heart.


    corinth''s city builder, sisyphus, right?


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    sisyphus was the city builder and king of corinth, and legend has it that he once kidnapped the god of death, causing a world without death.


    so, if nothing out of the ordinary happens, that old brother should be the culprit behind this kidnapping.


    and according to his original destiny, his misdeeds would eventually be exposed, and after having offended heavenly father zeus, kidnapped death god thanatos, and deceived hades, the god of the underworld, he would receive eternal punishment in the netherworld.


    since being caught and punished was just a matter of time, that old fellow, you might as well make a small sacrifice.


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    having successfully diverted the disaster, luo en muttered to himself and then insincerely offered a few seconds of silence as penance.


    there''s no helping it, one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink.


    "yo-ho! that woman finally left!"


    an excited cheer interrupted luo en''s thoughts, as the successfully escaped circe tiptoed and patted her apprentice''s shoulder with force, loud in her praise.


    "well done! i really didn''t raise you in vain!"


    luo en smiled and removed circe''s claw, revealing a businessman-like face.


    "teacher, for such a big favor, just saying words seems a little insufficient, doesn''t it? where''s my benefit?"


    "yes, yes! everyone gets one!"


    circe grinned ear to ear, nodding repeatedly. she immediately pulled out several little cakes from the basket and stuffed them into the hands of luo en and astraea,


    looking at the exquisitely made pastries with the shapes of piglets, gray wolves, white rabbits, and the like, along with a fragrant sweet smell, astraea became somewhat reluctant to part with them.


    "they''re so cute!"


    "hehe! not bad, not bad, you have good taste!"


    flattered by the compliment, circe''s pretty face showed satisfaction, and she raised her head in self-congratulation.


    "to make these shapes, i had to create special molds. and inside i''ve added different fillings such as apple, fig, grape, and so on, guaranteeing you won''t get bored with the taste!"


    "never mind that for now, quickly, spread the suppression spell and the capture nets, let''s catch them first!"


    "wait, the suppression spell isn''t working? what''s happening? goddess above! they can actually fly!"


    upon war god mountain, two tiny pink-purple pigs spread golden wings on their backs and scuttled about like swift lightning, bumping the priests and diviners who were surrounding and attempting to intercept them, sending them tumbling in all directions.


    hearing the sounds of wailing and cries for help, astraea immediately put down the little cake that had reached her mouth, as her sense of justice surged.


    "i''ll go help!"


    "no, no, it won''t cause much damage. looking at the situation, i reckon it''ll calm down in a bit."


    circe stopped astraea, casually waving her hand, her smile carefree as she reassured.


    "besides, with so many priests and diviners up there, they''ll surely solve it. better to eat something first to fill your stomach..."


    "boom!"


    before circe could finish her sentence, another thunderous boom emanated from the northeast corner of war god mountain.


    "this is bad! pigs! more pigs here!"


    "they rushed out from the backyard of lady hestia, golden ones, very small but extremely fast!"


    "this is bad, they''re heading for the divine tower!"


    "defensive charms! quick, activate the defensive charms, drive them to the uninhabited area in the north!"


    with his excellent vision, luo en peered through the spreading dust to see three small pigs on the sacrificial ground that seemed familiar, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. pointing at the little cakes in the basket, he asked in a low voice.


    "who else did you give these to?"


    circe pondered for a moment, then counted on her fingers carelessly responding.


    "well, first, the twin brats with purple hair, speaking so rudely and offensively!"


    "then there was a little brat with golden braids and a pair of wings on her back, who had the nerve to say her wings were prettier than mine! outrageous!"

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    "lastly, there was a half-centaur with golden-brown hair, green eyes, and a rather agreeable personality. he mentioned there were quite a few visitors down the mountain, so i generously gave him a few extra pieces for free..."


    as a certain enchantress tallied up her rather scant three batches of customers, the mountain once again echoed with a muffled thumping sound.


    a giant wild boar with golden-brown fur and standing several meters tall stood up from the collapsed wooden hut, looking around in a daze.


    and on its body seemed to grow a pair of horse''s ears and tail...


    "yes, that''s the one!"


    circe turned her head at the sight and couldn''t help but clench her fist in excitement, letting out an exhilarating cheer.


    "haha! a huge success! the hygieian porridge version 7.0 is exceptional!"


    "what effect?" luo en asked, his voice faint.


    "this version of hygieian porridge is a formula i''ve sweat blood to experiment with; it can bypass verbal suggestion and directly impart the animal characteristics i desire into food, and regular poison resistance and magic potion immunity are completely ineffective against it!"


    circe proudly presented her latest academic achievement, looking at the four pigs running wild on the mountain, her lips curled up in delight.


    "indeed, it''s impressive, not even deities are immune to its effects," luo en looked over and couldn''t help but admire sincerely.


    "it''s not perfect yet," circe humbly moderated her tone upon receiving the praise and regained her meticulous researcher''s attitude, "although the hygieian porridge version 7.0 can temporarily alter even divine attributes, the effects displayed and the duration are still quite unstable and require further study."


    at this point, circe showed some displeasure.


    "when i initially took out the original hygieian porridge 7.0 and ran over to the academy of athens for taste tests, those guys, upon hearing its effects, shook their heads and refused, showing no spirit for dedicating themselves to magic. it was very rude!"


    "so, you took that as filling and made little cakes, and then you went to sell them on war god mountain?"


    "that''s right!"


    circe nodded vehemently, then, looking at the large half of little cakes still in the basket, her gaze filled with regret.


    "unfortunately, now only four have bought my little cakes; it seems like the experimental data might not be enough."


    thereupon, the enchantress cast her eager gaze towards the apprentice and a certain goddess of justice before her.


    having heard the whole story from circe, astraea found the little cake in her arms somewhat hot to the touch and quickly stuffed it back into the enchantress''s basket.


    she finally understood why luo en, by her side, had prevented her time and again from eating these seemingly adorable treats.


    "hey hey, don''t do that! the ones i gave you have the least side effects. no matter how much you eat, it''s fine, i guarantee you won''t end up like them. try a piece, just try one!"


    circe picked up a little cake and continued to peddle it to the two in front of her, undeterred.


    astraea and luo en shook their heads firmly while silently blockading the path up and down the mountain, their gaze towards the shameless enchantress peddling her tainted products became grim.


    suddenly, circe, caught in the middle, shivered, hugging her basket and shrinking back.


    "why are you looking at me with such scary eyes?"


    "..."


    as circe heard one malicious punishment after another and saw the dangerous light streams drawing closer from the mountain, she realized something was amiss, immediately let go of luo en, and with quickness, unfolded the magic circle diagram and pulled out two full-body cloaks of the previous style.


    "medea, put this on quickly! those guys are catching up!"


    at the same time, a certain unscrupulous enchantress spun her eyes, stuffing the basket full of cupcakes forcefully into little medea''s arms.


    "here, take this too, stick close to him! we''ll split up and run, we''ll reconnect later!"


    having said that, circe left her bewildered-looking niece behind, turned, and rushed forward, trying to escape the scene of the crime before the sealing barrier of war god mountain could completely enshroud the area.


    "snap!"


    however, a hand that landed on her shoulder gripped her like an iron hook and firmly held her in place.


    at the same time, a ghostly voice came from behind.


    "circe..."


    "ouch, what are you doing, i''m trying to escape! ouch...!"


    circe instinctively turned her head around, just about to complain when a hand quickly dislocated her jaw.


    right after, luo en, having endured more than he could bear, with a dark face, grabbed a basket full of cupcakes and stuffed them into the mouth of the unscrupulous enchantress in front of him.


    she would sell out not only her apprentice but also her niece!


    this woman was beyond redemption!


    "mmmph!"


    unable to resist the overwhelming force, circe, her mouth now full of cupcakes, could only issue a helpless moan, swallowing forcefully and reaping what she sowed.


    a moment later, as a burst of light rippled before them, a little pink piglet oinked and wriggled out from the scattered clothes on the ground, looking around in confusion.


    at the same time, several streaks of light landed.


    stheno, euryale, nike, and several familiar figures rushed forward, teeth clenched in rage as they looked around for the culprit responsible for their embarrassment.


    in the end, everyone''s gaze, half astonished and half delighted, settled ahead.


    "you''re back?"


    luo en smiled and nodded, then he grabbed the back of the neck of a certain little piglet in front of him, hoisting it up to his eyes and spoke righteously.


    "enchantress circe, you are accused of selling dangerous foods, abducting a minor, and framing others to shift blame. in my capacity as an athenian magistrate, i now officially file a lawsuit against you. from this moment on, everything you say will become courtroom evidence, and the goddess of justice astraea will judge your crimes fairly!"


    "what? mmmph!"


    upon hearing she had been captured, the little pink piglet''s world went dark as she let out a piercing wail and "happily" fainted.

 Chapter 196 Sister Ya, Dont! (4.2k)

    several days later, on war god mountain.


    in the afternoon, in a secluded residence, the newly appointed young athenian magistrate sat at a long table in the courtyard, flipping through a thick stack of case files for review, forming text on sentencing and punishment, making simple records.


    after being busy for three or four hours, he finally reached the bottom of the stack.


    sitting at the table, luo en looked at the dozens of pages of densely written parchment in his hands, patiently reviewed and revised them once more, then tossed his work aside, preparing to hand it over to astraea tomorrow as a reference for compiling the relevant legislation.


    now, the second-generation goddess of justice had already entered the academy of athens at the enthusiastic invitation of athena and begun the preliminary drafting of written law.


    but the beginning is always the hardest, and in an era where "a strong fist makes right," pursuing a perfect judiciary was an exceedingly difficult project.


    firstly, the lack of legal scholars and a thin awareness of law were significant problems.


    as the former secretary on crete island, the protege of netherworld judge minos, and the one who lured astraea to athens, luo en had no choice but to truly accept the appointment of athenian magistrate, spending his days going through case files and summarizing the customary laws from over the years.


    but you never know until you look.


    it was only when luo en actually went through athens''s case files that he realized how primitive the current laws were; even punishment was characterized by "whimsicality," having nothing to do with so-called "fairness and justice."


    laziness and stealing vegetables both warranted death...


    a master who killed a slave would either go unpunished, pay with a sheep, or offer a sacrifice of a bull to the gods...


    those able to supply their own weapons had citizenship rights, could press charges, and receive formal trial; those unable to afford arms had no such rights, often subject to vigilante justice by those of higher status...


    and as for the upper-class divine-blooded nobility and city builders, they enjoyed criminal immunity in the secular sense...


    in short, these customary laws with no clear standards caused luo en quite a headache, only after several revisions did he manage to scrape together a few usable laws.


    it''s not scarcity that provokes discontent, but inequality.


    to prevent future troubles, it was essential to take care of the emotions on both sides ahead of time.


    this was a practical lesson luo en learned after facing many setbacks.


    shortly after receiving their "salaries," the two contented owls belched, then happily grabbed the two tubes, and spread their wings towards the vast night.


    only after the two little creatures had completely vanished from sight, did luo en finally exhale a long breath and recline back into the chair, slightly relaxing.


    after all the day''s toil, even someone with a divine body like himself couldn''t avoid feeling worn out in body and mind.


    but it couldn''t be helped; slow and costly as it may be to invest simultaneously in both intellectual and emotional labor, the virtue was in the minimal side effects.


    he wasn''t keen on being axed by the several women around him before his work was done.


    especially athena!


    ever since he had successively brought home figures like hecate, circe, and astraea, the goddess of wisdom had been giving him strange looks of late.


    after bribing nike with a string of grilled meats and a jug of chilled wine, the girl confided to him in secret:


    �� athena had recently taken a liking to sharpening her weapons in hestia''s yard, and would sometimes laugh while doing so, directed at thin air...


    �� all in all, it was rather creepy...


    nike herself felt uneasy as the person concerned, and luo en was somewhat chilled just hearing about it.


    therefore, he didn''t dare continue staying at hestia''s residence alone and moved out, keeping himself busy with athens''s legal construction, using official duties as a pretext.

 Chapter 196 Sister Ya, Dont! (4.2k)_2

    athena has a relatively good advantage: she distinguishes clearly between public and private matters.


    when it comes to official business, she seldom allows private affairs to interfere with the public ones.


    as a result, luo en, who was always busy, led a stable life.


    but this couldn''t go on forever; maybe he should find an opportunity to bond with sister athena?


    however, for safety''s sake, it would be best to involve hestia as well...


    "ee-ya~"


    just as luo en was mumbling to himself, a petite figure squeezed through the door, bathed in moonlight.


    below the hood, characteristic pointy ears and pale purple hair, along with a primary schooler-like stature, clearly indicated it was princess medea of the colchis kingdom.


    the not-yet-famous enchantress stood in the courtyard, awkwardly holding a basket, showing a hint of embarrassment to her senior fellow disciple behind the desk.


    "auntie refuses to eat, she said if she''s not let out, she''ll starve herself!"


    luo en glanced at the packed basket and looked up with a sneer.


    "she''s got spirit, huh? fine, leave the stuff here, let''s starve her for a few days!"


    "is, is that really okay?"


    upon hearing this, little medea couldn''t help but hesitate.


    "don''t mind her; she''ll quiet down once she''s made enough fuss." luo en, picking up another copy of fable stories from the desk, passed it over with a smile, "here''s a new one i wrote today, see if you like it."


    "great!" little medea''s eyes lit up as she snatched the few pages of parchment and dashed into the house, completely forgetting about her aforementioned aunt.


    she''s still just a child, after all.


    watching the young enchantress''s delighted reaction, a certain senior fellow disciple, who was obviously much more mature and steadier (and sneakier and more deceitful), shook his head in silent judgment.


    obviously, the reason why this girl was willing to run errands for him, delivering hefty prison meals to circe every day, was not out of any filial piety or mentor-disciple fondness, but simply because she wanted to get the first peek at new fable stories.


    but remembering circe''s character when she tried to escape, selling out her disciple as bait without a second thought, luo en, too, was relieved.


    given that foolish bird''s lack of principles as a teacher, could he really expect her disciples to hold her in high esteem?


    setting aside the documents in his hand, luo en remembered the scene when they first met at the base of war god mountain and couldn''t help but his face darkened.


    running to athena''s turf to sell cakes with added ingredients��she really had the nerve to come up with such an idea!


    and to offend stheno, euryale, nike, and chiron��all in one go��had he not been there to intervene on her behalf under the guise of a public trial, that foolish bird might have been beaten to death by several furious victims.


    fortunately, astraea understood his intentions and used the complexity of the case as an excuse to temporarily throw circe into the acropolis of athens'' dungeon.


    however, considering the time, this case should have a resolution by now.


    luo en pondered for a moment, reached out to grab the basket full of pastries from the desk, and walked into the moonlit night to astraea''s residence, where he knocked on the door.


    with the creaking of the door hinges, the goddess of justice, exuding dampness, emerged.


    seeing the gold hair wet with droplets and the blue, almost skin-hugging, half-transparent fabric that outlined astraea''s figure, luo en averted his gaze and coughed dryly.


    however, as soon as she had gotten halfway through, the goddess of justice seemed to realize something. she paused her wrist, hastily wiped away the previous characters, and rewrote the divine name ���ҦӦѦ��ɦ� (astraea).


    "alright, i''ll take the judgment report now, and first thing tomorrow morning i''ll hand the result to the execution officer," he said.


    luo en smiled as he picked up the parchment with the fresh ink, tucked it into his chest, and then rose to take his leave.


    astraea opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to make him stay, but before she could speak, the figure had already disappeared into the moonlight.


    she had been careless...


    the goddess of justice looked at the ink stains on her hands, a tinge of annoyance flickering in her eyes.


    but it was just a small writing error, hopefully not so easily noticed, right?


    the goddess of justice reassured herself, then closed her eyes, sticking up her right thumb and flipped the gold scales at both ends of the sword of justice 180 degrees.


    suddenly, the profound and immense aura, reminiscent of the starry sky, vanished instantaneously.


    with the opening and closing of her eyes, the sharp aura of unwavering resolution took its place.


    "ha, is that food? it appears to be the special offering used for honoring the deities during a ritual!"


    astraea, seeing the delicate pastries in the basket, couldn''t help but light up her eyes and immediately grabbed a piece to shove into her mouth, savoring it heartily.


    meanwhile, on a certain road.


    luo en stopped in his tracks, pulled out the judgment report from his chest, and under the brilliant moonlight, his gaze scanned over the dark smudge inch by inch.


    because it had been smeared so heavily, it was actually impossible to distinguish the original letters.


    but luo en vaguely remembered the first three letters.


    "�ȦŦ�..."


    a single mistake could be excusable, but messing up both the first letter and the subsequent two was highly unlikely.


    combining the previous oddities and the recent performance of that goddess of justice, luo en had a hunch about the answer.


    themis?


    indeed, it was her...


    no wonder hecate did not dare to act rashly that night.


    luo en sniffed the faint sweetness in the air, turned back to look at the goddess of justice''s residence under the night sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking smile.


    how does the meal taste, lady themis?


    feeling pleased, luo en stuffed the judgment report into his chest and walked with big strides towards his home in the moonlight.


    but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure standing tall in the courtyard, polishing the gleaming spear of victory and smiling faintly at him, baring eight neat white teeth.


    "back already? you were at astraea''s, weren''t you?"


    "gurgle~"


    looking at athena walking toward him step by step, luo en''s throat bobbed, and a cold sweat began to form on his forehead.

 Chapter 197 The Inevitable Hatchet Ending (3k words, 7k total completed)

    "stop, i have something to say!"


    "do you want me to record your last words?"


    athena, polishing the gleaming tip of her spear, asked with a smile, approaching her target unhurriedly.


    seeing the increasingly radiant smile on that face, luo en shivered without the cold.


    based on his understanding of this goddess of wisdom, the happier she smiled, the harsher her actions would be.


    as athena was about to reach him, luo en steeled his heart and hurriedly spoke up.


    "themis! i''ve just seen the primeval goddess of justice!"


    "oh? tell me more." find exclusive stories on empire


    at these words, athena''s sparkling eyes shone with intense interest. setting down her spear of victory, she beckoned to luo en, who was at the doorway.


    feeling the oppressive aura around him lighten, luo en glanced at the large expanse of divine light patterns enfolding the courtyard like an iron bucket, and braced himself to walk into the yard.


    he had no choice, but to sell out the primeval goddess of justice early, in order to ensure that he would not be turned into a sieve by the goddess catching him in the act.


    luo en made up his mind, carefully considered his wording a few times in his head, then recounted his recent discoveries and speculations about astraea.


    athena listened attentively to the analysis across from her, pondering with bright, thoughtful eyes.


    "your meaning is, themis used a certain secret technique you are unaware of to project and house her consciousness within her disciple astraea''s body. the two consciousnesses can actively switch as needed to deal with different situations," she summarized.


    "exactly, only this would explain the drastic differences in their behavior and logic from one time to the next."


    "yes, that would make sense; no wonder i always felt that astraea''s gaze at me sometimes seemed odd..."


    luo en inquired subconsciously, "odd in what way?"


    "well, it contained pity, resignation, and a hint of guilt..." athena described briefly through recollection, then concluded, "basically, like the emotions of an elder caring for the younger."


    luo en thought for a moment and then understood the complex emotions of themis.


    after the first goddess of wisdom, metis, was swallowed by zeus, the primeval goddess of justice took great offense, therefore established the law of marriage to restrict zeus''s authority, and indignantly left olympus.


    considering the background of the two joining forces to build olympus''s new order during the titans'' war, metis and themis were likely old acquaintances with no shallow relation.


    they might even have been close friends.


    and athena, as metis''s daughter, appearing before themis, would inevitably remind the goddess of justice of some heartbreaking old affairs, revealing true emotions.


    observing the expression of someone who had hit the jackpot in front of her, and athena, leisurely drinking honey water at the table, luo en suddenly realized.


    "so, you sought me out this time for...?"


    "just a casual chat..." athena answered with a smile.


    "then why were you squatting in my house with a spear?!" luo en couldn''t help but raise his voice, a look of irritation on his face.


    "i am a goddess of war, isn''t it quite reasonable to carry a spear with me?" athena blinked and then tossed the spear of victory aside and pointed at a golden-haired tot whose form was materializing in the center, her face the picture of innocence, "and look, it''s nike, you know her, what''s with the fuss?"


    the argument was sound, the justification detailed.


    "are you courting death, daring to touch that thing!"


    luo en looked at athena before him in astonishment, pressing his hand against the mirror on his chest, sensing the fire that throbbed and burned in sync with his heart, and felt it somewhat burning to the touch.


    the original sacred fire, olympus''s eternal glory.


    it civilized the savage, brought light to darkness, and bestowed nobility upon the mundane.


    the reason why the golden race of humanity could emerge from ignorance at an astonishing rate and establish a civilization second only to the gods was not only due to the guidance of prometheus, the forethinker, but also related to the sacred fire that prometheus stole from the celestial realm.


    however, the ending was tragic.


    the golden race of humanity and their civilization were obliterated in divine fury, with prometheus himself still hanging on the caucasus mountains, awaiting desiccation.


    with such a harsh precedent in mind, how could luo en not tremble at heart?


    however, athena spoke with a tranquil expression, as if everything was under her control, and comfortingly said,


    "don''t worry, aunt has already decided to hand over to you the responsibility of guarding the sacred fire and altar, so from now on, this is your normal duty. as the rightful guardian of the altar seat, it''s quite normal to be imbued with the scent of the sacred fire, and no one will suspect you."


    "what if?"


    luo en looked at confident athena with suspicion, feeling that there was something hidden beneath those bright eyes.


    "there''s no ''what if''."


    athena made her solemn promise once more, her face blooming with a determined and radiant smile.


    "because i will intervene, personally teaching you how to control and conceal this power."


    "teach?"


    luo en murmured instinctively, and then he saw athena beckoning him, holding the spear of victory that nike had transformed into, and polishing the tip of the spear leisurely.


    damn!


    in an instant, as if a current ran through his brain, luo en suddenly came to his senses and, without hesitation, turned around and bolted.


    he knew all too well that this petty woman never intended to let him off tonight!


    "buzz~~"


    with the tail of the spear of victory slamming down, the surrounding space spiraled into a giant, seemingly sealed-off labyrinth, pulling the displaying [goat] back into the base.


    "class hasn''t even started yet, why are you running?"


    the soft and sweet voice behind him was devoid of any traces of mundanity as athena, with her shield in her left hand and spear in her right, approached with a smiling grin.


    cornered, luo en looked at the radiant smile on her face, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.


    he knew he couldn''t escape a thrashing tonight.


    if that was the case, there was no more to say.


    so what if she''s the chief goddess? i''m not a pushover either!


    luo en let out a roar of anger and despair, fully activated the authority within him, and charged forward with gritted teeth.

 Chapter 198 Confess to Lessen the Punishment, or End Up Rotting in Jail

    "ahh~!"


    the next day, within the residence of the goddess of the hearth, a suppressed scream tore through the mist of dawn.


    the human-shaped figure lying on the bed jolted as if electrified, letting out a cry of sorrow.


    "... be gentle... be gentle, that''s flesh, not dough..."


    "alright, just bear with it a little longer, it will soon be over."


    sitting beside the bed, hestia quickly withdrew some strength from her hand and applied the medicine even more cautiously, while she couldn''t help but complain as she looked at her own lesser deity, who was covered in bruises.


    "athena was really too much, bullying the lesser with her might, and striking so fiercely at that!"


    "exactly!"


    luo en, the victim, also complained indignantly.


    however, due to his excessively vigorous reaction, he carelessly pulled at his wound again, and the piercing pain that followed caused his facial muscles to twitch involuntarily, revealing a grimacing expression of agony.


    it was obvious what had happened in last night''s fight; he had risen to the challenge, only to be instantly overpowered, with little more to be said.


    after all, had he encountered hermes, who was at the bottom of the ranking, or the brainless brute ares, perhaps he could have managed a maneuver or two.


    but athena''s strength was well recognized; she was ranked at the forefront even among the chief gods, and she was also the goddess of wisdom who specifically presided over combat and victory.


    even with luo en''s remarkable progress, when facing the battle prowess of athena, he had no choice but to be pummeled into the ground.


    moreover, that woman had switched to full firepower mode, clearly intending to give him a good thrashing, something she had planned for a long time.


    recalling last night''s miserable experience of being relentlessly beaten upon finding an opening, luo en, lying prostrate on the bed, couldn''t help but feel dejected and turned his head to complain to hestia, who was beside him.


    "and you, why did you give the sacred fire to her?" continue reading on empire


    "no, wasn''t it with you?"


    hestia blinked innocently and patiently explained.


    "previously, she said she wanted to use the celestial realm''s sacred fire to forge a sacred robe for your self-defense, so i infused a part of the sacred fire i was guarding into it."


    "what about you? aren''t you afraid of being discovered?"


    "it''s alright, this is the same flame that prometheus stole from the celestial realm. as it has been tainted with too much power of human faith over time, forming an independent branch that can no longer be re-absorbed by the fire of light, zeus agreed to let me descend to the mortal world to manage this spark of fire for the veneration of the gods."


    "i see, i thought you had directly toppled the celestial altar in the realm of gods."


    after hearing the cause and effect narrated by hestia, luo en felt a great relief.


    now was not the time to fall out with zeus. if they had really smashed the set-up of olympus, it would have been too conspicuous and likely attracted unnecessary trouble.


    thankfully, this was prometheus''s problem from before.


    even if the sacred fire underwent some subtle changes during its inheritance, with old prometheus there to face the wind on the caucasus mountains, zeus would not suspect them for quite some time, let alone imagine that his darling daughter athena had already rebelled to such an extent.


    but to be fair, the increasingly rebellious nature of the goddess of wisdom could not entirely be separated from luo en, the main culprit who incited her.


    athena smiled faintly and gestured outside.


    suddenly, several snow-white owls flew into the room, perching on athena''s shoulders and leisurely preening their feathers.


    seeing the docile and gentle nature of the little creatures, luo en felt a twinge of unease, sensing trouble brewing.


    "hoo-hoo~~"


    as expected, accompanied by cheerful hooting, a few white owls untied the letter tubes from their claws with their beaks and handed them to athena.


    their practiced movements made it clear that this wasn''t their first time doing this.


    traitors!


    seeing this, luo en cursed inwardly with grief and resentment before turning despairingly towards the goddess of wisdom before him.


    by now, he realized that these owls loitering in the yard were all athena''s spies keeping watch over him.


    meanwhile, the goddess of wisdom turned the letter tubes in her hand, glancing over the familiar markings with a smile on her face.


    "the nine muses, the goddess of the hunt artemis, the goddess of memory mnemosyne, the ocean goddess thetis... you have quite the social circle, don''t you? so many people concerned about you?"


    "well, that''s all because of lady hestia''s influence..."


    luo en explained with a forced laugh, cold sweat dotting his nape.


    "that''s not true! i''m not really close with most of them!"


    hestia shook her head and snorted in refute, then looked sorrowfully at the invalid on the bed, grinding her teeth in frustration.


    "so, aren''t you going to explain what''s going on with them?"


    "come on, spill it. it''s just normal interactions, nothing serious... aunt won''t blame you, there''s nothing to worry about..."


    athena too advised in a soft and understanding tone.


    looking at the goddesses in front and behind him, luo en swallowed hard and then stood his ground, voicing his grievance with indignation.


    "isn''t all this for you?"


    "me?"


    hearing the counter-question, athena momentarily paused, startled.


    taking advantage of athena''s moment of distraction, luo en counted off on his fingers with mournful eyes,


    "the nine muses and goddess mnemosyne are essential for writing books and codices, absolutely vital to win over for the future development of athens; artemis was introduced by you guys, it''s not like i''m the only one close to her, and initially, we got together over the matter of crete island; as for thetis, you insisted i went to pluck her feathers, with no prior grudges or grievances, so naturally, i had to mend relations and make reparations, right?"


    as luo en explained, hestia nodded repeatedly.


    it did seem to be the case.


    unconsciously, she noted, this guy had been working so stealthily for athena''s interest.


    when, in reality, i am his chief goddess...


    goddess of the hearth felt a surge of acidity in her heart and cast a slightly wary glance at her grandniece.

 Chapter 284 199 Chapter The Unbearable Weight of a Lolita (6.8k completed today)

    as the alliance that had only just been formed crumbled in an instant, athena snapped back to her senses, glaring furiously at someone with a silver tongue.


    inciting strife, so cunning!


    who taught you that?


    luo en, hiding behind hestia, also glared back unapologetically.


    leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist.


    if he had believed athena''s nonsense, he would have been the real fool!


    not to mention what would happen if the business with the nine muses and the goddess of memory were to be fully exposed, let alone his little mishaps with artemis, he wouldn''t be able to get out of bed for months.


    by that point, it wouldn''t just be athena he''d have to worry about, but a multitude of gods joining in on the beating.


    so, if he wanted a way out, he had to resist to the very end!


    as long as he didn''t admit anything and they didn''t catch him red-handed, then he hadn''t done anything!


    fortunately, he was cunning enough always to be careful with his words in letters that were public, never mentioning his more-than-friendly interactions with the goddesses.


    thus, even if athena, using her owl spies, had found some clues, she had no concrete evidence.


    and, as the goddess of wisdom indeed had no substantial handle on him, she could only show weakness helplessly.


    "sorry, it seems i have overthought..."


    after apologizing, athena paused for a moment, looking meaningfully at the patient lying in bed.


    "still, i must remind you, the goddesses of greece are not to be trifled with. don''t get too involved with them, especially several at the same time..."


    "exactly!"


    hestia also profoundly agreed with this point, nodding vigorously in assent.


    seeing athena unable to succeed in her scheme, she naturally began thinking about retreating.


    "alright, let him rest for now, aunt, i have something to discuss with you outside."


    "but, i still need to apply the medicine..."


    "stop... um... stop, you don''t have to do this part."


    on the bed, luo en''s face was contorted as he mumbled a reminder.


    "okay..."


    nike, snapped back to reality when she realized she had accidentally stepped on her employer''s face, hastily lifted her little feet and changed direction.


    as his face was freed from the small feet, luo en rubbed his cheek and felt a strange sense of longing.


    while i don''t have such peculiar tastes, i must admit this novel experience is truly exhilarating.


    especially considering the one hopping about on him was a very appealing and adorable little goddess.


    muttering to himself for a while, luo en found a more comfortable position to lay in and closed his eyes, savoring the back-walking service from the little loli to his heart''s content.


    with hestia and athena not at home, after all the hardship he had endured, couldn''t he just enjoy himself for a bit?


    the increasingly self-indulgent magistrate mused to himself as he reveled in the moment.


    "hmm? this looks like fun, shall we try it too?"


    with the curious question, euryale and stheno slipped into the room. seeing the two figures on the bed engaged in some kind of game, they looked eagerly interested.


    stepping on this bad guy was something they had dreamed of doing!


    glancing at the standard loli silhouettes of stheno and euryale as well as those pale little feet, luo en immediately closed his eyes, sinking into this decadent pleasure of life, emitting a contented snort.


    "sure!"


    being serviced by three lolis at once, tripling the enjoyment, he was quite looking forward to it.


    right when he closed his eyes, eagerly awaiting the new experience, a joyful counting echoed close to his ear.


    "1, 2, 3!"


    luo en''s brow furrowed slightly, a bad premonition suddenly rising in his heart.


    the next moment, lavender hair fluttered, two petite figures leaped high.


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    suddenly, dust rose, and the entire bed shattered to pieces. stheno and euryale, feeling an odd sensation beneath their feet, gleamed with excitement, clapping and cheering triumphantly.

 Chapter 285 199 Chapter The Unbearable Weight of a Lolita (6.8k completed today)_2

    That''s right, this is the feeling!


    Awesome!


    An inexplicable sense of relief made the cheeks of the two little girls flush with excitement, and they couldn''t help but tiptoe again, stepping a few times on the humanoid figure lying motionless on the ground.


    "You, two!"


    Instantly, the humanoid figure beneath their feet climbed out of the broken wooden planks of the floorboard, its teeth clacking, and its sinister tone seemed to freeze the air around it with ice chips.


    Oh no!


    With their vigilance maxed out, Stheno and Euryale saw Luo En''s face as black as the bottom of a pot and realized something was wrong, so they turned around and ran.


    "Stop right there, I''ll kill you!"


    However, with the delightful experience completely ruined, Luo En could no longer bear it, leaped up from the ground, and, despite the ache in his body, chased after the two mischeivious Medusas all around the yard.


    Seeing Luo En genuinely angry behind them, Stheno and Euryale ran while looking back and spoke in their defense,


    "Why are you chasing us? It was you who let us step on you, and you felt really comfortable when Nike did it, right?"


    "Are these the same? That was a massage, you are committing murder! And suddenly taking a leap to speed up? You two stop, I promise I won''t kill you!"


    Veins pulsed on Luo En''s forehead, and under his skin, the bluish-black blood vessels writhed like earthworms, his eyes nearly shooting fire.


    However, Stheno and Euryale were not foolish; they knew they were in for another whipping if they fell into this guy''s clutches, so they kept running with glee.


    Three figures, one big and two small, chased and fled, knocking over a multitude of bottles, jars, and furniture along the way, turning the entire yard into chaos.


    As these two groups harassed the poor house, another round of knocking came from outside the door.


    All three of them shivered at once.


    Luo En quickly fixed the bed and dove under the covers, while Stheno and Euryale swiftly set the overturned items in the courtyard and the house straight, then one picked up a bottle of medicine and one picked up a pastry, posing as if ready to serve attentively.


    As Nike, who was pushed to the side, opened the door, a tall purple figure walked in, and the three instantly relaxed their tense nerves, letting out a long breath.


    "Medusa? It''s you, you scared us to death."


    "You''ve grown up, Anna."


    "Hmm..."


    Hearing that familiar address, a nostalgic smile appeared on Medusa''s face, her cold expression melting away as she finally mustered the courage to step into the bedroom.


    Approaching the bed, the purple-haired goddess set aside the medicine bottle she had just taken and brought out an even more delicately carved wooden box. As she opened the lid, revealing the dark red ointment with a rich medicinal fragrance inside, she explained softly.


    "Knowing you were hurt, I specially went to ask Doctor Asclepius from the Academy of Athens to mix some ointment."


    Smelling the faintly familiar bloodiness in it, Luo En sighed.


    He didn''t need to think to know the ingredients of this ointment.


    This girl hasn''t changed at all, no matter how much she grew up.


    ��Whenever she wanted to do something good for someone, she never spared any expense.


    But in the end, Luo En didn''t speak out any words of blame, just showed a faint smile.


    "Perfect, help me test the efficacy of the medicine."


    "Okay!"


    Medusa nodded vigorously, scooped out a portion of the dark-red ointment, and carefully applied it to Luo En''s bruises and swellings.


    A smile of genuine happiness blossomed on that cold face, radiating satisfaction and comfort.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, outside.


    Stheno and Euryale, perched on the wall with their rectangular-pupiled magic eyes wide, gazed into the distance, taking in Medusa''s performance and the situation between the two inside the house, feeling utterly bored with the pureness of the plot, more insipid than plain water.


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    Is this it?


    Muttering to themselves, Euryale was the first to grumble in dissatisfaction.

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    "Just applying medicine after all that setup we did for her!"


    "Tch tch, hasn''t our Little Medusa always been like this?"


    Off to the side, Stheno, the eldest sister, sat on the wall with her fragrant cheeks propped up in her hands, her pale feet swinging in the air, and a slight downturn at the corners of her mouth, a hint of displeasure twinkling in her eyes.


    It was the disappointment of not getting the entertaining show they had hoped for, unable to revel in the fun.


    As the sister who had watched her siblings grow up, no one knew better than her Medusa''s inherent pessimism and timidity.


    A textbook case of standing still but moving backwards.


    The second sister, Euryale, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, her face synchronously taking on an extra dose of mischief.


    "Giggle, it''s understandable, this child has indeed grown much stronger, but her nature hasn''t changed a bit, never proactive or confident enough."


    Between sneers, Euryale glanced at her own modest chest and petite frame, then remembered Medusa, who always followed her and Stheno around, worrying about her height and breast size, and her smile gradually solidified, her silvery teeth unconsciously grinding against each other.


    Feeling inferior because of their height, bothered by their good physical development, scared of their many scales, and afraid to lift their heads to look at people because they can''t control the might of their magical eyes...


    These traits that they, as her elder sisters, wanted more than Medusa did, yet that girl was never satisfied and constantly wallowed in self-pity before them.


    Seeing the young physician with silver-white hair, wrapped head to toe in a sealed black work suit, emerge from the house, Stheno and Euryale crowded around him, eagerly reaching out their hands.


    "Hey, hand it over quickly!"


    "Are you certain you want this medicine..."


    Asclepius furrowed his brow, intending to confirm the patient''s request once more.


    However, before he could finish, Stheno and Euryale snatched the suspicious little bottle containing the pink potion from his hand and ran off without looking back.


    Forget it, since it involves the patient''s privacy, it''s better not to know.


    After all, this was a fair transaction.


    Looking at the two bottles of Blood of Gorgon that still retained their warmth in his hand, Asclepius shook his head and turned to go inside the house.


    With a twist of the fluorite lamp, the dark studio lit up.


    The future Medicine God, preparing to immerse himself in work as usual, looked into the thermobox inscribed with secret runes at the writhing, excitedly mating snakes, and frowned slightly.


    It''s been three days, hasn''t it?


    The potency of the medicine was a bit unexpected; perhaps he should have told them that it''s best diluted...


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 Chapter 200 Suggestion for Snake Mating (3.2k)

    As night fell, Medusa carried the ointment and food into the house to continue her routine of caring for the patient.


    The exquisite food meticulously cooked by Hestia maintained its consistently high standard, and the pastries specially provided by the Great Temple not only held the original flavor of Crete Island, but also hinted at a sweet, novel taste.


    Was that... honey added?


    Unable to resist, Luo En indulged in a few more pieces before obediently lying down on the bed to await treatment.


    Medusa sat by the bed, scooped out the red yet slightly pink ointment from the box, and evenly applied it onto the bruises on Luo En''s back and chest.


    Her soft fingertips slid over the freshly healed tender flesh of the wound, delivering a wonderful sensation, and the slightly cool body temperature of the snake further heightened the sensory stimulation.


    Refreshing!


    Luo En mentally exclaimed with pleasure, comfortably stretching his muscles and bones, allowing the medicine to penetrate through his skin and disseminate throughout his body with the flow of his blood and energy.


    Soon after the medicine had been applied, a tingling, itchy sensation emanated from the affected areas, as if the flesh was regrowing and healing.


    Is this... almost healed?


    As Luo En muttered to himself, the itching on his body intensified, as if ants were gently gnawing at his wounds and skin.


    At the same time, the blood in his body began to circulate faster, and a strange sense of heat intensified steadily.


    Luo En shifted uncomfortably, turning his head to look at Medusa with a frown, "Um, is this medicine expired?"


    "Not at all, big sister and second sister just got it from Asclepius this afternoon." Medusa replied instinctively, then quickly added, "They said it''s a new formula with better effects and it doesn''t leave scars."


    Hearing Medusa''s explanation, Luo En''s heartbeat slowed, his throat feeling a bit dry.


    "You believed them?"


    "..." Medusa paused for a moment, then as if something dawned on her, her face darkened and she stood up indignantly, "I''m going to find them!"


    Luo En held Medusa''s shoulder as it lifted, showing a chilling smile towards the door, "No need, I''ll handle it!"


    Moments later, the fluorite lamp inside the room suddenly went out, and the courtyard was engulfed in darkness and silence.


    "Why isn''t there any noise?"


    "Weird, even the window is covered."


    Two slight figures lurking on the wall, not hearing the commotion they had expected, craned their necks, looking puzzled at the pitch-black courtyard.


    "Maybe the dosage wasn''t enough?"


    "It must be!"


    "Then let''s add a bit more!"


    After whispering to each other, they both flashed mischievous smiles.


    Suddenly, Euryale nocked an arrow to her bow, while Stheno hung a small crystal bottle on the arrowhead.


    "Whoosh!"


    The bowstring vibrated, and the swift sound of the arrow cutting through the air echoed into the night, as the neatly crafted arrow carrying the small potion bottle flew towards the pitch-black bedroom.


    However, before the arrow could land, a hand firmly grasped the shaft, and purple eyes instantly locked onto the two sneaky figures on the wall, laughing menacingly.


    "Found you!"


    "Run!"


    Realizing that something was wrong, Stheno and Euryale didn''t bother lingering to see the chaos unfold, and hurriedly scrambled down the wall, attempting to escape the scene of the crime.


    But as a gust of wind blew past, a pair of iron pincer-like hands grabbed their shoulders.


    "Trying to run? Get back here!"


    Luo En, who had activated the "Goat" Divine Speed, huffed coldly and pulled the two little devils from the top of the wall into the room.


    Meanwhile, Medusa briskly closed the door and, with a stern face, cast a binding spell on her two mischievous sisters.


    Freeing up his hands, Luo En pressed for an answer without any courtesy, "The antidote? Hand it over!"


    "Snake... Species... Mating... Suggestion... Book?"


    "Mating?"


    The two serpent women, who had only glanced at the prescription hurriedly, suddenly had an epiphany, clenching their fists and smashing them into their palms.


    So, that tangle of worms sticking their tongues out at them weren''t earthworms or nematodes��they were snakes...!


    Wait!


    Suddenly, Stheno and Euryale seemed to realize something, looked up sharply, and stared at the booklet in shock.


    A snake mating suggestion book?


    What the hell do we need this for!


    In an eerie silence, the three of them had blackened faces as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    "I��I feel a bit hot..."


    A suppressed murmur came from behind, and Luo En instinctively turned around to face Medusa, her cheeks flushed and her body restlessly twisting, her clear, fair skin emanating an enticing rose-red glow, her gaze growing increasingly hazy.


    "Anna, you too..."


    "Uh, the food and pastries she had earlier also contained..."


    Stheno and Euryale weakly explained, exhaling hot air with tongues that couldn''t stop giving off heat.


    Pastries? Food? Salve?


    Luo En looked toward the empty boxes at the bedside and felt his throat constrict.


    He seemed to have used all of them...


    If Medusa, who was first to be affected, was showing such obvious symptoms, then wouldn''t they...?


    The three of them exchanged gloomy looks, feeling the blood rush fiercely through their bodies, their breath tinged with shades of pink, and the looks they gave each other began to sear with heat.


    Simultaneously, their blood boiled scorchingly like magma, frantically converging toward certain organs.


    "Luo��Luo En... I feel so hot..."


    In the indistinct murmur, the tall and cold figure staggered into the arms of her male counterpart, her hot breath feeling like it burned, her hazy purplish-red snake eyes brimming with intense longing, like currents of clear water.


    Damn it!


    As Luo En struggled to deflect, his footing stumbled, and he suddenly tripped and fell.


    Luo En looked back at the two purplish-red snake tails that had tripped him and then at Stheno and Euryale undulating their waists as they slithered towards him. The twisted illustrations of that bizarre prescription book reflected in his mind, and he almost didn''t know whether to laugh or cry.


    Fuck! Giant Serpent Coiling Roots! Learning on the fly, huh?


    It seemed that because the patients seeking the medication were Stheno and Euryale, the medicine Asclepius prescribed had a particularly pronounced effect on serpent-kind.


    At this moment, Medusa, who had taken it first, as well as Stheno and Euryale, who had consumed the most, surged forward and overwhelmed the only male in the room.


    As the situation completely spun out of control, Luo En decisively hardened his heart, picked up the three serpent women wriggling on him, and threw them straight onto the bed.


    Forget it, first "Cure"!


    Hum!


    Several Runes inscribed in Hermes Script descended, activating the protection Spells around the small house. Streaks of light from the Runes began to flicker on and off, forming a light screen that sealed the house from the outside in.


    Under the relentless surge of the pink potion, the pink mist secreted by breath and sweat inside the house visibly thickened at a rapid rate. By a miraculous property, it merged with the ether in the air, completely transforming the entire sealed space into a nest brimming with desire.


    On the ground, the wrinkled booklet fluttered open to reveal its last admonition.


    The "Spiritual Medicine" named after "love" came from the hands of one well-versed in medicine.


    Its potency was so strong that even deities couldn''t resist.


    However, should you wish to use it, please be very careful.


    For the emotions hidden within one''s heart could erupt into uncontrollable wild love, consuming both you and the one you cherish to ashes...

 Chapter 201 The Day of the Defeated Dogs Rage (2.8k)

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    Creak...


    Creak...


    Creak......


    Early in the morning, Hestia stood outside the door in a daze, listening to the sounds of wooden furniture violently shaking coming from the room, her expression uncertain.


    Eventually, after standing for half an hour, the Goddess of the Hearth bit her cherry lips and kicked a piece of broken stone in the yard with a force comparable to a cannon.


    "Owww~!"


    In the distance, a Golden Hound, which had been flirting with a cute little female dog, yelped and was sent flying.


    Immediately after, seeing her master''s murderous expression, it hurriedly scampered to Hestia''s side, its tail between its legs, whimpering pitifully.


    Masters and pets, they are all the same!


    Hestia cursed inwardly in annoyance, then coldly kicked the Golden Hound''s rear and pointed towards the wooden hut.


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    "You! Guard the door! Don''t let anyone in! Otherwise, I''ll stew you tonight!"


    "Woof!"


    Driven by the will to survive, the Golden Hound took its position firmly in front of the door, nodding its head furiously.


    You''ll all settle accounts with me later!


    The frustrated and sour Goddess of the Hearth glared at the hut, which was nearly shaken apart, mustered her Authority, and set up another layer of protective spells to conceal her presence before turning around with a dark face and heading to the Academy of Athens below the mountain.


    Three days later, inside the academy''s dining hall.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, in charge of cooking, directed Circe, the Great Witch who was there to serve her sentence, as well as the unsupervised Little Medea and Nike, to lift pots and pots of rich dishes to the serving window.


    The students, like marionettes, sat at their seats, numbly stuffing their bellies.


    And their barely conscious tongues vaguely informed them.


    The food today is both salty and bitter...


    Snore... Snore...


    With the arrival of soup, several snorting little pink pigs appeared on the students'' seats. Everyone efficiently caught the piglets, tied them up, and sent them to the private clinic of Asclepius, the substitute teacher for medical classes.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    On the way, the piglets let out shrill screams and struggled frantically, their human-like eyes showing waves of terror.


    However, the students tasked with transporting them skillfully took out cloths and stuffed them in the pigs'' mouths. As soon as Asclepius opened the door, they dumped the pigs inside with a clang.


    "Wait..."


    Asclepius frowned slightly and huffed in displeasure. The students at the door immediately stiffened, feeling a chill running down their necks; they turned around like rusty machines, their faces holding smiles uglier than crying.


    "Remember to handle them gently next time. The samples are very precious lately, do you understand?"


    The students nodded frantically, fearing that if they were a second slow, they would be dissected on the surgery table by this temperamental medical madman.


    "Alright, finish your meal and go to class."


    The Medicine God instructed earnestly, his attitude strict.


    Feeling as if they had been granted amnesty, the students exchanged glances with the piglets that said ''good luck to you,'' then scattered in all directions.


    "Crackle!"


    As people were privately mourning their plight, a piercing metallic tremble echoed from a corner, the sharp noise almost piercing everyone''s eardrums, causing the faculty and students of the Academy of Athens to turn their heads.


    "Or we could change the menu..."


    Hestia tossed the twisted kitchen knife onto the table and swept a kind gaze over the green-faced staff and students of the canteen, smiling as she asked.


    "How about dog meat tonight?"


    Everyone nodded in unison, eagerly contributing suggestions for the night''s feast.


    "The teacher taught us a sleeping potion yesterday; I can mix it up. One bottle will let it sleep without pain."


    "Me, me, me! I can cast a Suppression Spell!"


    "Boiling water, plucking, stuffing herbs��we''ll handle these chores!"


    "Woof?"


    Alongside a confused howl, the earnestly discussing crowd turned en masse to face the dog''s head poking in through the door, their eyes glinting ominously.


    In an instant, figures surged out of their seats like tigers bounding down a mountain, stirring up a commotion within the canteen.


    "Quick, catch it!"


    "Don''t let the ingredient get away!"


    "What about the rest of you? Set up the pot, boil the water, heat the oil!"


    Amid the dog''s terrified whimpers, the sounds of heavy objects colliding rang out, as plates and dishes took flight from the tables.


    Watching this scene, the faculty and students of the Academy of Athens were nearly moved to tears.


    Thank goodness, no need to eat!


    Thus, the overjoyed faculty and students pursued the Golden Hound darting around the canteen with even greater vigor, knocking over countless plates and chairs as the entire place descended into chaos.


    At this moment, Hestia, who had suggested eating dog meat, was oblivious to the turmoil unfolding before her, a hint of excitement flickering in her eyes.


    The dog is here?


    That means they''re awake?


    Realizing this, the Goddess of the Hearth burst out from behind the stove and sprinted up the mountain.


    ~~


    "Clang!"


    Simultaneously, the door of the dark infirmary was violently ripped off its hinges.


    At the desk, the future Medicine God, who was mixing up potions, glanced at the empty hourglass and casually lifted the black cloth covering the small greenhouse beside him.


    The snakes inside had separated and were lazily coiled in their corners.


    In the dim, flickering light, several faculty and students who had just finished their treatments reverted to human form, naked and bound to the hospital beds like piglets, their eyes vacant and frothing at the mouth as though they had just endured a gruesome ordeal.


    "You''re here?"


    Asclepius, having anticipated this visit, removed his gloves, pulled back his hood, and turned his head to look at the silver-haired visitor who had come to test the drug''s effects. He picked up his notebook, curiously inquiring.


    "How did it feel?"


    "..."


    Luo En''s forehead knotted with veins, and soon a dark smile spread across his face. Cracking his knuckles, he strode into the infirmary.

 Chapter 202 Sacrifice, A Virtue

    A quarter of an hour later, Asclepius covered his bruised left eye, his usually expressionless face showing a rare look of astonishment.


    "Why did you hit me?"


    "Resisting arrest!"


    "Am I guilty?" The bewildered physician pointed at himself, his face a picture of astonishment.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    "Absolutely, for the crime of causing an incident with illegal substances!"


    Luo En puffed out his chest and replied righteously.


    "Illegal manufacture, sale, and distribution of toxic and harmful substances, endangering public safety, shall be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years. In particularly serious cases, punishment shall be no less than ten years of penal labor, permanent exile, or even death! Considering your unlawful actions, I now formally bring charges against you in the name of the Athenian Magistrate, and proceed with your arrest!"


    "Wait, crime of causing an incident with illegal substances? I''ve never heard of that charge before?"


    "Because, I haven''t managed to write it into the codex yet."


    "..."


    Facing this unscrupulous enforcer who acted both as judge and contestant, Asclepius fell silent and couldn''t help but curse inwardly.


    Wanting to fight without speaking up and even weaving a charge for him, he had never seen such shamelessness!


    "However, the law has not yet been officially implemented, and you do practice medicine with good intentions."


    Luo En''s tone shifted, and his stern expression softened slightly.


    "Considering all the reasons above, if you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, this time we will just confiscate the dangerous items you possess."


    But upon hearing this, Asclepius felt slandered and vehemently retorted.


    "Dangerous items? What are you talking about? These are all good medicines for treating diseases and saving people!"


    Luo En glanced at the shelf full of various strange organs in colorful jars and bottles, stepped forward, picked up a jar that emitted a rat-like stench, and asked with suspicion.


    "What is this?"


    "Extract of poison hemlock mixed with yew." Asclepius replied without hesitation.


    Luo En''s face darkened, "Coniine? This bottle alone is enough to take down more than a hundred people, still saying it''s not dangerous?"


    In 399 BC, the great philosopher Socrates chose to die by drinking a mixture containing coniine from hemlock.


    This stuff is highly toxic!


    Asclepius tried to argue, "It''s only for drawing out poison, removing stasis, and killing parasites..."


    Luo En did not reply but continued pointing at the row of jars and bottles in front of him.


    "And what about these?"


    "Datura rootstock..."


    "Mandrake..."


    "The ergot I''ve cultured..."


    "Dragons'' saliva from Colchis..."


    "Stop!"


    Having walked only a short distance, Luo En could no longer bear it and hastily raised his hand to stop Asclepius''s self-exposure, his gaze even carried a hint of sorrow.


    Unexpectedly, beneath Asclepius''s enthusiastic and practical exterior lay a secretly malicious man.


    "Rest assured, protecting the privacy of patients is the code of conduct for physicians. Whatever I see or hear, whether it concerns my practice or not, and which I believe should be kept secret, I will keep in confidence..."


    Upon hearing Asclepius''s repeated assurances and finding himself caught in a bind, Luo En had no choice but to pinch his nose, sit down, and give a brief description of the general pharmacological response.


    Asclepius eagerly flipped open the parchment and started taking detailed notes.


    However, before the conversation between doctor and patient had even reached its midpoint, a frantic knocking came from the door.


    "Teacher Asclepius, it''s not good! There''s a critically ill patient!"


    At the shout from outside, Asclepius immediately stopped asking questions and dashed out of the medical room to the clearing outside, where he began examining and giving emergency aid to the patient who had been brought in.


    Three medical students from the Academy of Athens clustered around, chattering about the situation.


    It was a father and son pair of hunters who had gone into the mountains; they had merely intended to hunt ordinary game to supplement their household, but unexpectedly they ran into a rabid magic boar.


    By the time the rescue party found them, they had already become what they were now.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who had stepped out of the room after hearing the commotion, glanced at the two men on the ground with bloodied necks and chests and shook his head slightly.


    Ruptured major arteries, damaged myocardium, cardiac arrest, and even dilated pupils, they were beyond saving...


    More precisely, they were now two bodies that had yet to cool completely.


    "Everyone, clear the way!"


    Yet Asclepius merely waved his hand sternly and then took two vials of a pale purple potion from his bag, uncorked them, and poured the liquid into the mouths of the two corpses.


    As the potion went down their throats, the bone-deep wounds on the bodies of the two hunters began to heal at a visible rate.


    What was even more incredible was that, after a few breaths, Luo En actually heard the sound of a heartbeat in the patients'' chests, growing from faint to strong.


    And when the hunter father and son, whom he had deemed to be corpses, opened their puzzled eyes and rose from the ground, Luo En''s shock could not have been greater.


    An ominous thought instantly flooded his mind


    ��Elixir of Immortality!


    "You''ve lost a lot of blood; it''s best not to move around too much. Stay at home patiently and recuperate. I''ll prescribe you two Magic Potions to replenish your blood. Remember to take them on time, and come back for a follow-up in a week..."


    Under Asclepius''s patient instruction, the grateful father and son hunters accepted the prescription and were then carried away with hearts full of gratitude.


    Watching the two patients who had been resurrected under his hands leave safely, Asclepius''s normally unemotional face showed a trace of faint relief and satisfaction.


    For a physician, there is no greater pleasure than overcoming stubborn illnesses and saving lives.


    Life is indeed beautiful but also so fragile.


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    Various regrets will also linger with the loved ones for the rest of their lives.


    For example, the mother who gave him life but whom he had never met, had always been an unresolved knot in Asclepius''s heart.


    At that moment, an abrupt voice from behind interrupted Asclepius''s contemplation


    "Did you develop that thing?"


    "What?"


    "Elixir of Immortality!"


    Luo En''s face was grave, his voice low.

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    "How did you know?"


    Surprise flickered in Asclepius''s eyes, but he promptly corrected with seriousness.


    "Actually, it can hardly be considered true immortality, but it can deceive the eyes of Death for a short time, reviving those whose souls have not yet left their bodies. During this process, the corpse must meet a variety of conditions. For example, the time elapsed after death, the state of the corpse, and so on..."


    As he spoke, the future Medicine God took out two vials of blood samples he had received the night before from Stheno and Euryale, shaking his head with regret.


    "Unfortunately, the Blood of Gorgon I have can only grant a mortal the immortality of deities. If I could obtain the legendary Golden Apple which contains ''Immortality Divinity,'' perhaps I could further improve this concoction. To achieve true resurrection."


    "You want to change it more? Get in here!"


    Luo En''s scalp tingled, and without further ado, he dragged Asclepius from outside the door into the small dark room, laying down a multitude of defensive charms layer upon layer before turning around with a darkened expression to glare at this future Medicine God.


    "Do you have any idea what kind of disaster is upon you?"


    "What?"


    "The boundary between life and death is not a realm mere mortals should meddle with. Your actions have already trampled on the laws of the Netherworld!"


    "I am a physician, it is my duty to save the dying and heal the wounded..."


    Asclepius frowned and replied earnestly.


    However, before he could finish, Luo En rudely interrupted Asclepius''s defense.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    "What of it? Why should only deities be immortal, and only the Chief Gods be undying? Have you never wondered why?"


    "..." Asclepius looked lost.


    "Because the gods'' authority is born from fear and strengthened by awe. Death is the ultimate punishment for life and their most critical weapon. By allowing mortals to no longer fear such an outcome, the gods whose beliefs are shaken will sooner or later find you!"


    Luo En warned with a cold voice, while seriously inquiring about the specifics of the Elixir of Immortality.


    Compared to the various bottles and jars in the infirmary, these were the real dangers!


    If they didn''t take advantage of the chaos in the Netherworld to erase this threat quickly, once this bomb was detonated, the aftermath was unimaginable.


    Soon, under Asclepius''s candid response, Luo En''s wishful thinking was gradually extinguished.


    The Elixir of Immortality wasn''t something that had just appeared; Asclepius had created a prototype three months ago.


    At that time, he had narrowly escaped Ares''s pursuit on Cyprus Island and fled to Athens, where, introduced by Chiron, he entered the Academy of Athens and became a medical teacher.


    During this period, Asclepius happened to go out and was lost in thought treating diseases, when a venomous snake quietly coiled around his staff. He killed the snake out of reflex, but then another venomous snake appeared, carrying a herb in its mouth, which revived the first dead snake.


    This extraordinary phenomenon sparked the idea of creating an Elixir of Immortality in him.


    So, upon his return to Athens, Asclepius asked Medusa, the Serpent Goddess in the Great Temple, for a sample of the divine Blood of Gorgon.


    When Medusa learned that Asclepius intended to use it to formulate a new medicine to cure and save people, she agreed decisively.


    After a period of patient research, this innately talented future Medicine God actually concocted a Magic Potion that could bring mortals back from the dead!


    So far, he had used more than thirty doses of the Elixir of Immortality.


    Though it saved more than thirty lives, it also left a considerable risk.


    Such a large-scale reversal of life and death would have been nearly impossible to conceal if the Netherworld hadn''t been in turmoil and the God of Death abducted by Sisyphus.


    With this in mind, Luo En shuddered, his gaze shifting toward the direction of the city-state of Corinth with a brooding shimmer.


    "It''s hard to say; he has been dead for too long, his soul has left the body. Even if someone has preserved his intact shell through special means, resurrection is still very difficult. Not to mention, the current Elixir of Immortality is not perfect. Rekindling a dead deity is even more difficult."


    Asclepius shook his head and honestly responded.


    "But, they should be willing to harbor me."


    After listening intently, Luo En''s eyes glistened with thought, and he retrieved the invitation from the satchel, tucking it into his own bosom, before extending his hand forward.


    "The Elixir of Immortality, give it here. I''m going to make a trip to Cyprus."


    Seeing Luo En''s strange action, Asclepius frowned slightly and hesitated.


    At that moment, Luo En did not waste words, his form twisted, turning into an old man in plain clothes with blind eyes.


    "It''s you!"


    As soon as he saw the figure before him, Asclepius couldn''t help but show a hint of surprise.


    The man before him was none other than Homer, the blind poet who had shielded him from an assassination on Cyprus Island.


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    Luo En accepted the Elixir of Immortality and immediately wrote a letter with the pen and paper at hand, tossing it to Asclepius.


    "Say goodbye for me, and hand this to Hestia to see if she can help."


    "You''re not going yourself..."


    Asclepius had wanted to ask, but upon recalling the recent kitchen tragedy, he immediately understood and tactfully kept silent.


    Then, Luo En gazed solemnly at Asclepius for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and finally extended his left hand forward, reaching into the Magic Circle Diagram and drew forth the Golden Holy Grail. His right hand hovered above the Holy Grail as he clenched his fist, piercing his palm, and a stream of golden blood dripped into the Holy Grail.


    At the same time, a halo appeared behind him, with grapevines laced with greenery entwining and reaching into the Golden Great Cup.


    Soon, the purplish-red nectar brimmed within the Golden Great Cup, its lush aroma filling the medical room, emanating an intoxicating fragrance.


    Having done all this, Luo En raised the cup, "Drink, this wine is my blood. By this, I forge a covenant with you and will do my best to ensure your safety."


    Without doubt, Asclepius took up the Golden Cup and drank heartily in one gulp.


    After drinking, a sweet intoxication surged through his limbs, and within his veins seemed to kindle a deep connection.


    "Excellent wine!"


    Asclepius exclaimed with genuine admiration and promptly returned the Golden Cup.


    Luo En traced several Hermes Scripts with his finger, sealing the Holy Grail away, and after giving Asclepius a glance, he snorted displeasedly.


    "Don''t get too happy too soon. To be honest, this method is just my idea. I''ve never tried it before, so I don''t know if it can save your life."


    Despite his words, Asclepius heard a sincere concern and bowed deeply toward the man before him.


    "Regardless, thank you..."


    "No need for thanks; I''m not helping you for nothing. We''re both getting what we need," Luo En said expressionlessly, waving his hand away. He then snatched Asclepius''s bag of Elixir of Immortality while the latter was unprepared, and turned to dash out of the medical office.


    "Remember! Don''t even think about your ''Elixir of Immortality'' until I return!"


    Watching his life-saving benefactor who had pilfered his belongings speed away, and seeing the Goddess of the Hearth storming the medical office with two kitchen knives from the mountaintop cabin, Asclepius held the farewell letter in his hand, speechless.


    Why did he feel like he had been swindled?

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    Several days later, on Cyprus Island.


    Within the exquisitely crafted conservatory, greenery thrived abundantly.


    The roses, China roses, silver lotuses, fragrant peach trees, and many other flowers and plants were all blooming luxuriantly, emitting a rich fragrance.


    Yet, these so-called earthly beauties, no matter how wildly they grew, were nothing compared to the treasure on the flower bed��a mere fraction of its worth.


    ����His tall figure, features as exquisite as a bloom, made all else in the world pale in comparison before him.


    However...


    The God of Love, Aphrodite, looking haggard after days without grooming, sat by the bed, gazing at her lover whose eyes were tightly shut and devoid of life, and couldn''t help but feel a profound sadness.


    Adonis, the love of her heart, had been cruelly deprived of the breath of life by death.


    Aphrodite, holding the delicate cheek of Adonis on the flower bed, felt the icy temperature of his skin and could not help but suffer another pang of heartache, furiously cursing the culprit behind all this.


    Ares, that damned brute! Executioner! I will not let this go!


    Just as the God of Love clenched her fists, her daily release of anger, there came a faint knock on the conservatory door.


    "Lady Aphrodite, there is a visitor asking to see you..."


    "I will not see them!"


    The God of Love, still angry, coldly refused without a second thought.


    However, the figure outside the door did not leave; after a brief pause, they cautiously reminded her.


    "He says he has brought medicine for your heartache, and also asked me to give this to you."


    Upon seeing the invitation slipped through the door crack, Aphrodite''s anger extinguished, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she abruptly stood up from the bed.


    "Quick! Let him in!"


    Furthermore, after the grand trial against Poseidon and Apollo, although he didn''t have many interactions with Aphrodite, they were acquainted.


    Aphrodite viewed this up-and-coming lesser deity quite favorably.


    Beyond his handsome and pleasing appearance, he conducted his affairs appropriately and knew how to measure his actions, seldom leaving others with ill feelings.


    Under normal circumstances, Aphrodite wouldn''t mind sitting down with the young lesser deity before her, sharing a cup of tea, chatting, and then deciding based on her mood whether to engage in deeper exchanges.


    But now, the God of Love, with her heart set on her lover, clearly had no such inclinations.


    "Where is Asclepius? Why hasn''t he come?"


    As Aphrodite looked around and did not see the expected figure, her expression darkened significantly, and her attitude cooled considerably.


    "He met with a mishap and can''t free himself at the moment..." Luo En smiled as he explained, unable to help a mischievous murmur in his heart.


    Probably because he was thrashed by an enraged Hestia and is now lying motionless in bed.


    No help for it, he got what he deserved for giving those unsound potions to Stheno and Euryale.


    Seeing Aphrodite''s face growing even more displeased, Luo En promptly took out a purple-red potion from his chest, changing the subject smoothly.


    "However, he entrusted me with a potion he prepared himself, in hopes it might put an end to your heartache."


    "This... can it truly heal my Adonis?"


    Not only was the person absent, but even the magic potion inside the crystal bottle seemed unremarkably cheap, making Aphrodite somewhat skeptical.


    Luo En, holding the potion with sincere eyes, said, "It''s worth a try."


    Seemingly moved by his earnestness, Aphrodite nodded and led the messenger to the bedroom, opening up the conservatory where Adonis''s body was kept.


    Looking at the perfectly adorned Prince of Cyprus amid the flowers and then glancing back at the haggard Goddess of Love, Luo En felt a wave of emotion for a moment.


    As Aphrodite led him in, Luo En decisively pushed aside the turmoil in his mind, cautiously lifted the ultimate pretty boy from the midst of the flowers, pried open his mouth with one hand, and with the other, carefully poured the Elixir of Immortality prepared by Asclepius down his throat.

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    As the potency of the magic potion gradually dispersed, streams of purple-red blood energy flowed over Adonis''s body, forcibly dispelling the deathliness that had settled within him.


    Immediately, a surge of life force erupted. Fractured bones automatically realigned, damaged organs silently repaired themselves, stagnant blood began to flow anew, and stiff limbs gradually softened...


    Soon, warmth returned to the once-cold corpse, and the thump of a beating heart emanated from the rising and falling chest.


    "Adonis!"


    The God of Love, having recovered from her shock, excitedly threw herself forward, ready to welcome her resurrected lover.


    However, after a long wait, her prince remained unresponsive, lying still amid the blooms.


    "What''s going on?"


    Aphrodite turned back to look at Luo En behind her and asked anxiously.


    Luo En stepped forward to take a closer look and eventually let out a deep sigh.


    "I''m sorry, Lady Aphrodite, Asclepius''s magic potion was indeed spot on, and Prince Adonis has returned to life, but what has been resurrected is merely a body. The most important part, his soul, is still imprisoned in the Netherworld, so..."


    "I''ll go to Zeus!"


    Aphrodite immediately spoke out, not thinking twice as she rose from the bed of flowers.


    Luo En cleared his throat and pointed to Olympus amidst the stars, reminding her in a low voice.


    "Uh, when I was on my way here, I heard His Majesty had descended to the mortal world again."


    "..."


    Upon hearing this, Aphrodite''s breath hitched and her mood soured, yet she felt helpless.


    This was indeed His Majesty the King of Gods'' style: constantly frolicking around, virtually never to be seen for months on end.


    Would she have to keep waiting?


    The thought of Zeus''s trips of seduction, which often lasted years, gave Aphrodite a headache.


    "Lady Aphrodite, there is something I would like to ask you..."


    Luo En pursed his lips and earnestly advised with a sincere expression.


    Seeing that she could not pry the answer from him, Aphrodite seemed to have an idea and retracted her aggressive stance, waving her hand to signal the Lesser Deity Aglaea to leave.


    The Radiant Goddess understood and left, closing the door behind her.


    Aphrodite turned around, languidly stretching her arms. The hazy gossamer slid from her snowy shoulders, revealing the full and exquisite curve of her frame.


    This vision, which immediately conjured thoughts of "the bed," clung to the messenger''s chest in a boneless, frail embrace. Her face was adorned with a blossoming smile, and her pale fingers touched his chest, gently gliding over it.


    "Rest assured, as long as you give me the answer, I will not let you go unrewarded..."


    From the visual and tactile to the auditory experience, everything induced the primal urges between sexes, and even the air seemed to exude a sweet fragrance.


    Luo En''s eyes clouded over, his lips instinctively quivered.


    "I..."


    But then, a warm hearth of fire rose from within his chest, like a light that exposed all darkness and filth, instantly dispelling all fanciful thoughts and diluting the confusion in his heart, bringing his focus back to reality. Discover stories with empire


    The Sixth Incarnation��[Fire], this was the manifestation of Hestia''s divinity.


    Its function was to purify all negative states, returning one to a state of purity.


    The Power of the God of Love?!


    Luo En shook off his confusion and immediately turned pale, pushing Aphrodite away with an outstretched hand.


    Taken off guard, the Goddess of Love staggered and fell, her beautiful face instantly covered in frost.


    She had already offered herself willingly, what more did he want? The God of Love, feeling humiliated and indignant, glowered at the ingrate before her.


    "You..."


    "You''ve disappointed me greatly, Lady Aphrodite!"


    Before she could even speak, a deep reproach came from the other side.


    "The reason I traveled all this way to Cyprus to deliver the potion was partly to fulfill Asclepius''s promise to my dear friend, and partly to witness that love which dares to break free from the constraints of society, love that is reckless without concern for oneself!"

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    Aphrodite, upon hearing this, looked at the messenger before her, her face involuntarily showing a mix of astonishment and confusion.


    "Do you mean... us?"


    "Exactly! To pursue the love we desire, we pay no mind to the disparity in status just to be together; to protect this relationship, even facing the God of Berserkers as an enemy is a trifling matter; even after the death of a lover, we remain steadfast at their side, determined to do whatever it takes to bring them back to life! It was hearing these tales that I was willing to make the journey on behalf of Asclepius, to offer a humble contribution to this deeply touching love story, but then..."


    At this point, Luo En''s words abruptly ceased, and he then pointed sternly towards the flowerbed.


    "So, do you intend to disgrace yourself here, before Prince Adonis?"


    Aphrodite, listening to the sharp rebuke, instantly felt a strong sense of shame, her face gradually paling, even appearing somewhat unable to face herself, her rosy lips mumbling hesitantly.


    "I, I was just..."


    "I understand, you do this to save the life of Prince Adonis."


    Luo En sighed, his tone softening.


    "Since you are so eager to know, I might as well tell you. Earlier at sea, I encountered my mentor, the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate. She said that Death God Thanatos has gone missing, and the Netherworld has been in quite a bit of disarray..."


    While speaking, he bent down to pick up the thin gossamer from the ground and gently draped it over the body of the Goddess of Love.


    "Thank, thank you..."


    Aphrodite hurriedly took back her own discarded garment, as if reclaiming her lost virtue, tightly covering her exposed charms, her eyes full of embarrassment and gratitude towards the kind-hearted messenger.


    This man was good-hearted.


    And moreover, a good man...


    She had actually thought to use despicable seduction to defile such an honorable soul!


    And Luo En, glancing at Aphrodite, who had finally calmed down, sighed with relief as if a burden had been lifted from him.


    That was close, nearly committing a folly right then and there.


    Fortunate that he had checked himself in time, not boarding that metaphorical "public bus."


    Otherwise, if he let the smaller head take over the larger one and got carried away in the heat of the moment, who knew what he might reveal, be it things he should or shouldn''t say.


    After a rustle of clothing, Aphrodite, who had shrunk into the corner, donned the gossamer gown once more, her charms contained and the goddess-like dignity restored, as she then turned to this well-meaning messenger and hesitantly spoke.


    "Perhaps, let me do it..."


    "You?"


    Aphrodite looked at the young and kind Lesser Deity, felt a warmth in her heart, and shook her head.


    "No, it''s too dangerous! The Netherworld is not that simple, even I am not sure I can enter and exit easily."


    "Don''t worry, Goddess Hecate of the Underworld Moon is my mentor, and Lady Hestia is my Chief God; even if something unexpected happens, Hades probably won''t make things too difficult for me."


    "But..."


    "Lady Aphrodite, to take this risk for you, I also have my own desire."


    Seeing that the groundwork was laid, Luo En changed his tone and spoke earnestly.


    Hearing this, Aphrodite actually felt a sense of relief.


    What''s free is the most expensive.


    Although this Messenger was very understanding of her and showed great goodwill,


    helping out with such a big favor for no reason at all made her somewhat anxious.


    Having a desire in return was instead better and also precisely proved that the Messenger was truly intending to help.


    The God of Love steadied her emotions and vowed, "Ask for anything you want! As long as I have it, I can give it to you!"


    Luo En hesitated for a moment before speaking with an embarrassed air.


    "Actually, like you, I am troubled by love."


    Upon hearing this, Aphrodite seemed to have thought of something and asked in a low voice,


    "Are you talking about... Hestia?"


    Luo En nodded slightly with difficulty, his face filled with melancholy and sorrow.


    "You understand, right? That feeling that you can''t voice? That''s why I envy your courage to break through all kinds of restraints."


    The God of Love nodded fiercely, eagerly looking at the Messenger before her, as if she saw a kindred spirit in the pursuit of love, her eyes filled with affection.


    Yes, she understood all too well!

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    Looking at the primitive and wild landscape before him and the constantly writhing chaotic clumps around him, Luo En frowned to himself.


    Tartarus, born from the chaos and void of the Greek world, is known as the [Abyss], the very essence of hell and the underworld.


    Thus, it is the destination of both gods and human souls and a prison for those who committed grave and heinous acts, connecting through the River Styx to the oceans and the land.


    Moreover, it is said to be the stronghold where the Titan Gods and other enemies of Zeus are detained, and lingering too long could lead to unforeseen complications.


    To avoid extraneous issues, it would be best to hurry.


    Luo En then took the somewhat chilly hand of Thetis, channeled the sacred fire within his body, and infused the warmth and radiance of the mortal world into this Ocean Nymph before using the faint light of the will-o''-the-wisps to confirm their direction. He then led his team member swiftly through this dangerous region.


    The defensive circles of Tartarus are divided into inner and outer sections, with the outer being three layers of solid bronze walls, while the inside features misleading perceptions, suppressed authority, and a triple dark curtain filled with the air of death as an intangible barrier.


    For others, the dark curtains behind the bronze walls are even more challenging to deal with.


    However, the sacred fire in Luo En''s hands once again illuminated their path.


    "Sure..."


    Since she was already in for a penny, Thetis didn''t dwell on the matter and decisively took the jug, taking a sip of the wine to revive her spirits somewhat before speaking up to remind him.


    "We had better move quickly, this place gives me a bad feeling."


    Luo En nodded and, to speed up their journey, simply lifted Thetis around the waist and, activating [Divine Speed], turned into a residual shadow that pierced through the gray mist, racing across the desolate wilderness.


    Soon, a rugged and steep mountain peak rose within the gray fog, towering into the clouds.


    On the rugged path up the mountain, a tiny figure wearing rune shackles was pushing a Dusky Gigantic Rock towards the summit.


    However, just as the rock was about to reach the peak, it uncontrollably rolled back down to the mountain''s base due to some rule, generating thunderous roars along the way, seemingly taunting the prisoner in its mockingly futile effort.


    Could it be him?


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and approached with caution, still holding Thetis.

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    "So, how exactly do you want me to help you?"


    Aphrodite asked eagerly, her face alight with anticipation.


    In public, as the Goddess of Love, she possessed the divine authority to bless love and protect suitors.


    Especially those loves that the mundane world cannot accommodate, branded with the label of "tragic beauty," moved Aphrodite deeply, reminding her of her own experiences with Adonis.


    In private, her lover''s soul was suffering in the Netherworld, awaiting the kind messenger before her to embark on a risky rescue.


    This perilous journey, a matter of life and death, had to offer considerable benefits. Aphrodite herself felt a bit uneasy, fearful that Luo En might be reluctant to risk his life to save her beloved Adonis when faced with true danger.


    Furthermore, if Aphrodite could help the other party succeed in seducing a chaste virgin goddess to break her vow and fall madly in love, wouldn''t this just prove the power of her own charms? She could even use this to indirectly strengthen her authority over love and desire.


    Under the expectant gaze of the Goddess of Love, a hint of shyness emerged on Luo En''s handsome face.


    "I... I wish to formally court Lady Hestia and win her heart," he said.


    Aphrodite was even more pleased with such a pure response and immediately made a solemn promise.


    "Good! Once you return from the Netherworld, I will have The Three Graces bathe you in my Sacred Pool myself!"


    The Three Graces in Greek mythology represent the qualities of charm, elegance, and beauty. They are the daughters of Zeus and the Ocean Nymph Eurynome, entertainers of the deities bringing beauty and joy to the Mortal World. They are Aglaea, the Radiant Goddess, Thalia, the Goddess of Festivity, and Euphrosyne, the Goddess of Joy, embodying all the beauty that life has to offer.


    In reality, they personify revelry, consumption, and a colorful lifestyle, the physical manifestation of human desires, the incarnations of joy in life.


    Both humans and deities are inevitably influenced by the power of The Three Graces in their pursuit of life''s beauty.


    To be more precise, elegance or charisma represents the external manifestation of this divine authority, and it can come in different forms: for example, the charm of desire, graced by Aphrodite, has the power to attract both sexes; like the glory belonging to warriors; or the charisma of kings that can inspire respect for the law.


    Luo En touched what little conscience he had left, smiled faintly, and softly reassured her,


    "Don''t worry, as long as you don''t say anything and I don''t say anything, who would ever connect the dots between Prince Adonis and myself?"


    He dared to risk the Netherworld because on the surface, he had no motive for doing these things.


    During his infiltration into the Netherworld, he wanted to take the opportunity to do some other things, convenient for acting alone.


    This way, by mixing things up with Adonis''s situation, he could protect the future Life God''s life and fleece a bit from Aphrodite��it was a win-win.


    Now, all was ready except for the opportunity.


    ~~


    Several days later, on an island near the Gulf of Paphos.


    "You want to go to the Netherworld?"


    Seeing Luo En seeking help again after many days, Thetis could only grimace.


    The first time, he had angered the War God Ares;


    The second time, he had provoked the Goddess of Discord Eris and The Furies;


    And now, he was asking her for the way to the Netherworld...


    Given his covert intentions, surely he wasn''t planning to celebrate Hades, the God of the Underworld''s birthday, right?


    How come he never brought her any good news when he sought her out?


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    "I don''t know!"


    Thetis ground her itching silver teeth and snorted, turning her head away.


    Luo En hurried forward with a sheepish smile, promising earnestly.


    "Consider it another favor I owe you, does that work for you now?"


    He knew that the Sea of Okeanos was connected to the Netherworld, but the specific path was unclear to him. Find adventures at empire


    His own teacher, Circe, might know.


    However, considering Hecate''s relationship with that foolish bird, Luo En dared not reveal his movements to Circe to avoid startling the enemy.


    Therefore, after thinking it over, he could only think to ask Thetis for guidance.


    After all, the sea nymph was renowned for her wisdom and learning, and she was most familiar with him near Cyprus Island.


    Seeing that Thetis still wore an impassive face, Luo En extended a finger.


    "Two, two favors!"


    Thetis looked at the unexpected visitor before her with a wan expression and asked with a furrowed brow.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    "Do you have to go to the Netherworld?"


    "Yes, I must go!"


    "Does it have to do with the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate?"


    "More or less..."


    Luo En nodded, equally helpless.


    According to Hesiod''s description in the "Divine Chronicle," the hell of the Netherworld��Tartarus��was enveloped by triple dark veils and three walls of brass, with the brass gates made by Poseidon, where the defeated Titans were imprisoned, guarded by the Giants.


    This was quite a covert passage for entering the Netherworld from the Mortal World.


    Owing to her close ties with the Sea King and the Queen of the Sea, Thetis was one of the few who knew about it.


    Besides, even if something went wrong, it seemed like they could lay the blame afterward on that good brother-in-law, or some of the Atlanteans who lost their reason in the trench.


    The two schemers with the same thought exchanged glances, nodded secretly to each other, and then approached to touch a few secret symbols on the bronze slab.


    Shortly after, three giant walls cast from bronze shone with patterns, the bricks contracting like living creatures, opening a narrow passage.


    Following that, a blue vortex spread downwards along the fissure, and Luo En and Thetis, caught within it, leapt out just in time, landing at the rocky entrance of a pitch-black path.


    Surroundings were dim, with only the drifting blue phosphorescence bringing some light.


    And as they landed, deathly airs like black fog, as if sensing life''s breath, transformed into dark serpentine shadows, swiftly entwining and corroding these fresh intruders.


    Hum!


    However, a pure and solemn thrum vibrated from Luo En, with the golden halo behind him aligning to the sixth cell, a tuft of golden flame rising up, illuminating the surroundings.


    The serpents formed from deathly air instantly dissolved as if they were snowflakes under the blazing sun.


    At the entrance of the path, Luo En looked down at the holy fire in his palm, placed his hand on his chest, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.


    Fortunately, Hestia''s holy fire had driven away the surrounding deathly airs.


    Otherwise, his entry into the Netherworld as a living being would definitely have been affected.


    "Cough, cough..."


    Hearing some suppressed coughing behind him, Luo En snapped back to reality and quickly cast a blessing curse from the lineage of Aiaia upon Thetis, who was not quite accustomed to the environment of the Netherworld.


    Of course, in terms of effectiveness, this level of protection could only ensure that Thetis could move normally, definitely not comparable to the high-grade divine protection on Luo En that could effortlessly dissipate large swaths of the deathly airs.


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    The figure half-lying on the mountain path looked wearily at the huge stone that had fallen to the base of the mountain, wanting to lie on one side and take a brief lazy respite.


    But the chain and shackles, engraved with inscriptions, resonated and vibrated, like a red-hot branding iron, bringing pain that reached deep into the soul.


    Suddenly, the prisoner let out a low, muffled grunt, his facial contours twitching slightly, and he could only curse a few words in anger before turning around and dragging the heavy chains back.


    "It never ends!"


    "So, are you willing to talk now? Sinner Sisyphus..."


    The calm, soothing voice came from the hazy fog, a young man with golden eyes and hair, wearing a loose white robe, stood at the starting point at the bottom of the hill, arms crossed.


    "Talk about what?" Sisyphus, dragging the shackles and chains, blinked innocently.


    "My brother Thanatos, where exactly did you lure him to?" the youth in the white robe asked indifferently, not at all fooled by the other''s superficial pretense.


    "What good will it do me to tell you?"


    "None." The youth in the white robe shook his head in response, his expression turning colder, "But if you don''t tell, you will suffer the most cruel punishment in the Netherworld!"


    "What do you think I am doing now?"


    "Serving your sentence..."


    "See, if I don''t talk, I serve my sentence, and if I do talk, I still serve my sentence. So wouldn''t that be speaking for nothing?" Sisyphus counted on his fingers as he disdainfully looked at Sleep God Hypnos, who had come to interrogate him, "You''re expecting me to open my mouth for nothing? Even old river god Aesop was more reasonable than you."


    That year, Zeus, transformed into a Divine Eagle, abducted Aegina. As a witness, Sisyphus sold Zeus out to the grieving father Aesop in return for a sacred spring that flowed year-round for his realm, the Kingdom of Corinth.


    Sometimes he even had the energy and inclination to exchange barbs and jibes, much to the frustration of the Sleep God Hypnos who had come to question him.


    Leaving without achieving his goal and in a foul mood, Hypnos transformed into a flock of black Underworld Butterflies, dissolving into the pervasive Death Mist of the Netherworld.


    ~~


    "Sisyphus?"


    A deep voice echoed from the darkness as two slender figures appeared, accompanied by a surge of deadness, emerging from the Netherworld''s gray mist.


    The prisoner, busy serving his sentence, paused in surprise and then looked astonishment at the two unfamiliar visitors at the base of the hill, vainly stroked his chin.


    "You know me? Could it be that my exploits and fame have spread even to such a place?"


    "..."


    "Come on, give me a hand, let me take a break. When I get back to Corinth, I''ll treat you to a drink��the finest Ambrosial Honey Wine, a personal gift from God of Wine Dionysus!"


    "..."


    Luo En, the rightful owner, looking at the professional fraudster running his mouth before him, his face darkening, was at a loss for words for a moment.


    And seeing no intention from the other side to lend a hand, Sisyphus'' interest in the two visitors noticeably diminished, and he hummed lazily.


    "I say, friend, if we''re not acquainted, why are you here? To gawk?"


    On the slope, the prisoner with golden messy hair and a face with a soft, gloomy beauty, vainly touched the single golden gemstone earring hanging on his left droop, and leaned against the boulder with a sly smile, squinting his long fox-like eyes, and playfully reminded.

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    "Watching the fun is all well and good; I''m in need of a few chat mates to relieve the boredom, just be careful you don''t end up becoming the joke yourselves..."


    "Oh, what do you mean?"


    Upon hearing Sisyphus''s meaningful tease, Luo En couldn''t help but become a bit curious.


    "Friend, not just anyone is qualified to come to this place, either it''s prisoners who have committed serious crimes, like me..."


    Sisyphus said with a grin, pointing to his own nose, and then looked at Luo En and Thetis with a playful gaze.


    "Or it''s rule-breakers who sneak in, because of trespassing, they are transported by ''Erebus'' directly to the bottom layer of the Netherworld��Tartarus Hell, like... you?" Discover exclusive content at empire


    ''Erebus'' means ''Darkness,'' a dark defense system crafted by the Goddess of the Night, Nyx, for the Netherworld. It is the first place one must pass through after death to enter the Netherworld, located between the world of the living and the land of the dead, in essence, it''s three veils of darkness.


    That''s right.


    The dark area that Luo En and Thetis passed through before, via three underwater bronze doors, was precisely the Netherworld''s defense system called ''Erebus,'' as mentioned by Sisyphus.


    Due to their abnormalities, they were thrown directly to the bottom layer of the Netherworld��Tartarus.


    This place is a prison with the most stringent defense in the Netherworld; defeated Titans, ancient mythical creatures, and deeply wicked sinners��they are all prisoners here. Few manage to escape successfully.


    "How should we get out?"


    Luo En and Thetis looked at each other and muttered with headaches.


    They had been wandering in the dark wilderness for a while, and even with the protection of the ''Holy Fire,'' they still couldn''t find the correct direction. If it weren''t for accidentally nearing this mountain and being drawn by Sisyphus''s rock-pushing, who knows how much longer they would''ve gone in circles.


    "Don''t know the way? No problem, I know this place well! Where do you want to go? I''ll take you!"


    The reason they exposed themselves to Sisyphus after the Sleep God Hypnos left wasn''t just for simple pleasantries and watching the show.


    On one hand, they truly needed a guide to lead them out of Tartarus.


    Locating someone with successful escape experience in such a desolate wasteland had a probability even lower than that of winning the lottery.


    Not taking the opportunity to rope him into their group would be a disservice to Sisyphus''s active performance.


    On the other hand, someone had to carry the blame for stirring up trouble in the Netherworld.


    Sisyphus, with all his traits, was the perfect fit.


    Moreover, judging by his list of grievances, should they encounter insurmountable Netherworld pursuers along the way, simply shouting "Sisyphus is here" and tossing him out was sure to be more effective than any type of meat shield.


    The two played good cop and bad cop and, after successfully tricking Sisyphus, slightly lowered their guard and willingly showed some kindness. They took care of steadying the giant boulder and worked on breaking the chains on him.


    Luo En tugged at the chains forged from mountain bronze and scanned over the familiar-looking spells etched upon them, feeling greatly assured.


    Thankfully, Sisyphus was just a demigod; there was no need for a top-class divine artifact to serve as a restraining instrument.


    If that had been the case, even if he wanted to recruit Sisyphus, he could''ve done nothing but helplessly admit he couldn''t assist.


    Once he confirmed that it wasn''t difficult to destroy the object, Luo En completely relaxed and, while deciphering the spells on the chains, asked with interest,


    "Speaking of which, why do you make a mockery of the gods? With your intelligence, you should know the consequences of such irreverence."


    "How can this be called irreverence! I''m the most devout person there is!"


    Sisyphus retorted indignantly upon hearing this, his face full of grievance.


    "Look, I simply made use of the deception and cunning bestowed upon mankind by the gods. The more successful I am, doesn''t it just prove how excellent their creations are?

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    The more excellent I am, the greater the accomplishments of the gods, and thus the more exalted their existence!


    So, in a special way, I am just expressing the highest respect to those great creators of Olympus.


    If they are not satisfied, that''s their problem, but to throw me into hell as punishment, that''s really petty!


    Luo En was startled upon hearing these words and couldn''t help taking several more looks at the talkative deceiver before him.


    He seemed to have said something similar when he met Athena...


    Immediately after, Luo En patted the dark boulder in front of Sisyphus, his eyes deep with meaning.


    "Tormented day after day by this meaningless toil, do you regret it?"


    Sisyphus''s sophistry came to an abrupt end, but a pleasant smile still bloomed on that handsome face.


    "Is it really meaningless? I feel quite fulfilled, very proud. As long as I am here, there will always be something to do.


    In my eyes, what I am pushing forward is not merely a boulder, but a monument to humanity breaking through fetters and mocking the gods. This is the greatest achievement of my life!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En examined Sisyphus for a long while, and then burst into a hearty, unabashed laughter.


    "Interesting, very interesting, then I''ll take your monument for myself!"


    Continue your adventure at empire


    In an instant, the outline of the Spear of Nation-Building appeared in Luo En''s hand, its faintly glowing edge sweeping forward, and the shackles at the prisoner''s feet snapped apart.


    At the same time, the dark boulder crumbled apart, with hundreds of lines of light flickering and merging into a red and black ribbon of light, shooting straight into the sky.


    "Hum!"


    Ripples accompanied by the ether humming spread out, and the gray and black death air around them boiled and surged like boiling water.


    Bone friction, wails of departed souls, and the low howls of hunting dogs overlapped in a cacophony of sound.


    "They''re coming after us, hurry!"


    Having just escaped, Sisyphus yelled and transformed into a whirlwind, leaving Luo En and Thetis behind as he fled forward at full speed.


    As everyone knows, when running for your life, you don''t need to be very fast, just faster than your companions.


    And he was not only the king of Corinth but also the son of Aeolus, the god of storms and fierce winds.


    His family was also known by another name��Rider of the Wind.


    Therefore, Sisyphus had enough confidence in his speed.


    Luo En nodded with satisfaction and, taking advantage of the remaining power of the [Fire], began tracing something in the air with his fingers.


    Hum!


    In an instant, Hermes Script, Titan Symbols, Linear Letters, and a whole series of mystical symbols that would drive magicians to madness and devotion, converged from the residual flames into a cascade of light, spreading in all directions. As commonplace as cabbages, they covered the ground and lit up the sky.


    Suddenly, a path of pure white brilliance stretched directly toward the Styx Ferry Crossing.


    Patrolling spirits that were regenerated in the aura of death and Skeletal Guards that crawled out from the depths of the earth were kept at bay.


    Looking at the exposed gray-black soil of the Netherworld before him, and beyond the white path of light, the dense crowd of Netherworld patrollers and Skeletal Guards, Sisyphus''s estimation of the collaborator in front of him climbed several notches.


    He''s also proficient in magic?


    Even though he did not know where this fellow came from, he was certainly not someone to be provoked!


    "It''s there, follow me!"


    Trying to demonstrate his own value, Sisyphus quickly pointed toward the ferry crossing of the Styx ahead and took the lead.


    Luo En picked up Thetis and decisively followed.


    Almost there!


    Seeing that the ferry crossing of the Styx was revealing a clear outline, Sisyphus was thrilled and just about to turn around to offer some words of celebration.


    Unexpectedly, the temporary partner behind him kicked out, sending him flying more than ten meters away, nearly tumbling into the tumultuous Styx.


    "You..."


    Overcome by shock and anger, Sisyphus was just about to call out and denounce his ungrateful teammate.


    "Bang!"


    But then, a shadow with three heads, its necks adorned with bronze collars and a body as robust as an ox, burst out from the miasma of death, smashing the path of light, and lunged to the spot where he had been just before.


    "Woof~!"


    As the strike missed, the creature growled lowly, lifting its three heads; glistening saliva dripped from its white teeth, and six dark red eyes stared intently at the fugitives by the edge of the Styx.


    The creature across from it, on two legs, smelled delicious.


    Meanwhile, at the sight of the true form of this monster, Sisyphus felt a shiver down his spine, cursing inwardly.


    Damnit, the Hellhound, Cerberus!


    The stupid dog guarding the gate had actually followed them!

 Chapter 207 Brother Add-money of the Netherworld (8k Completed Today)

    Seeing the three vicious dog heads wreathed in flames drawing ever closer, Sisyphus couldn''t help but panic.


    "Got honey cake? Throw it to him quick!"


    Ancient Greeks had a custom of placing a honey cake in the coffin of the deceased, aiming to appease Cerberus, the Hellhound. They hoped that after feeding this monstrous dog, the soul of the departed would not be harmed by Cerberus.


    Fortunately, as a lesser deity serving Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En''s magic circle diagram was well-stocked with this easily preserved food.


    As Sisyphus was cornered to the edge of the river Styx, Luo En decisively sketched out a line of Hermes script and flung a honey cake into the air.


    "Woof!"


    Suddenly, Cerberus, previously glaring menacingly at Sisyphus, abandoned the bipedal creature in front of it and, drawn by the sweet scent, leapt up with a low growl, swallowing the falling honey cake.


    Even then, due to an uneven distribution, the three heads started to snap and collide with each other.


    It actually ate it?


    Seeing such a reaction from the notorious Hellhound, Luo En narrowed his eyes and immediately threw several more honey cakes.


    The previously quarreling heads stopped their dispute, excitedly galloping on all fours to precisely catch each falling honey cake, their fierce jaws opening wide to welcome the delicious treats from the sky.


    This batch of honey cake was not only exceptionally tasty but also carried a rich scent of grapes.


    Left, right, up, down, left, right...


    Luo En, while throwing the honey cakes at tricky angles to exhaust Cerberus''s energy, observed the demonic hound''s movements and reactions.


    As the Hellhound began to stagger and its gaze grew unfocused, a certain feeder with a nefarious plan cracked a sinister smile and threw the last piece of honey cake into the distance.


    "Let''s go!"


    "Woof!"


    Cerberus, unsuspecting, leapt as usual toward the honey cake in the air and captured it in its mouth.


    However, the next moment, the suspended Hellhound traced a graceful parabola and with a "plop" fell into the churning waters of the river Styx.


    The dark and foreboding waters of the river Styx rolled violently, the changing miasma outlining twisted, wailing faces that, driven by the scent of living flesh, swarmed frantically towards the submerged Cerberus.


    The Hellhound could only stop paddling its limbs and issued a series of low whines, trying to shake off the specters that had swarmed it.


    But amidst the confusion, it was dragged down into the depths by a multitude of departed souls, bobbing with the waves.


    Could it be that simple to get rid of Cerberus?


    This stupid dog is truly as dumb as they come!


    Sisyphus, standing on the shore of the river Styx, watched the string of bubbles rise in the river and couldn''t help but mock in schadenfreude.


    "Splash!"


    However, before he could revel for long, a crisp splash came from behind him.


    What followed was a colossal creature standing straight up behind him, casting a fierce shadow forward.


    Sisyphus caught sight of the familiar outline of three heads, stiffened up, and then his legs bolted��


    "Boom!"


    However, with a dull roar, before Sisyphus could take a step, he was pinned down by the Hellhound.


    "I was coerced! Those two are the ringleaders!"


    Sisyphus made a mournful face, shaking his head repeatedly, and suddenly realized he was again at the mercy of the shady trio standing before him.


    Having successfully intimidated the shady fraudster, Luo En also took the opportunity to remind him.


    "If that''s settled, then continue leading the way."


    Sisyphus nodded reluctantly and pulled out three gold coins from his person, tossing them into the River Styx.


    Soon, ripples spread across the water''s surface, and an ancient boat emerged from the dense mists of death.


    The boatman aboard, clad in a black robe, hunched over with a long pole in hand, appeared gloomy and sleazy.


    Charon, the Ferryman of the Underworld River, a professional boatman ferrying souls between the realms of life and death.


    To ride his boat, one had to bribe him with money.


    Thus, placing two coins on the eyes of the deceased became a burial custom in Greece.


    At this moment, as the ferry neared, the waters of the River Styx boiled, and contorted departed souls scrambled over each other to climb aboard the small boat.


    Charon stirred the long pole in his hand as usual, the ripples he created in the River Styx quickly shattered the discontented specters.


    However, the departed souls still refused to give up, and the closer they got to the shore, the more violently the ferry seemed to rock.


    Quickly, Charon located the source of the disturbance, frowned, and looked toward the two figures on the shore, muttering hoarsely.


    "Living people?"


    "Cut the crap, just tell us if you''ll ferry us or not!"


    Sisyphus stepped forward, shielding Luo En and Thetis, taking on the negotiations himself.


    Charon fell silent for a moment, then looked up seriously, scrutinizing the two living people before him.


    In the midst of the tense atmosphere, Luo En signaled Thetis with a look, and both simultaneously reached behind them.


    "...More Money!"


    The emphatic response nearly threw Luo En''s back out.


    Yet Sisyphus, as if accustomed to this, extended a finger.


    "One grand sacrificial offering..."


    "Two grand sacrificial offerings! Plus thirty Golden Zeuses!"


    Charon reached out his shriveled palm, scooping up the three gold coins from the waves of the River Styx and held them greedily under his nose to sniff.


    A pale gold stream of light flowed into his body, seemingly fleshing out the sleazy old man a bit more.


    The power of faith?


    Witnessing this scene, Luo En came to a realization.


    Even though both the God of Death Thanatos and the Sleep God Hypnos, as well as Charon, the Ferryman of the Underworld River, were created by the Authority of Nyx, the Goddess of the Night, and were brothers in a sense.


    The God of Sleep and the God of Death were somewhat acceptable, as they possessed clear and powerful divine Authority.


    Charon''s life was quite miserable, though. Without clear devotees and offerings, he had to resort to ferrying, scraping whatever power of faith he could from the mouths of passing departed souls, just to maintain his half-dead appearance.


    And the source of this power of faith was often the coins placed over the eyes of the dead.


    Thus, Charon developed the bad habit of demanding money, even to death.


    According to legend, as long as the money was enough, even living intruders into the Netherworld would be ignored by him as he continued to ferry them across the river.

 Chapter 208 As soon as the money arrives, Ill align with you

    The Netherworld is connected by five rivers: the River Acheron, River Cocytus, Phlegethon River, River Styx, and River Lethe.


    Normally, the departed souls must pass through the River Acheron, River Cocytus, Phlegethon River, River Styx, and River Lethe sequentially before they finally reach the Elysian Fields.


    In this process, the departed souls, unable to accept their death, weep at the River Acheron, lament their past lives at the River Cocytus, purify their spirits at the Phlegethon River of Fire, and then cross the River Styx aboard Charon''s boat.


    Ultimately, after reaching the River Lethe, the souls drink its waters, forget their current lives, and step into the "Elysian Fields".


    There, the three judges, Radamanthys, Minos, and Argus will decide where the souls should go:


    Those who are kind and morally upright will be allowed into Blissful Paradise, known as Elysium;


    Those who were evil in life must be cast into a special Hell designed for holding and punishing the wicked, where they will face severe punishment��a place called Tartarus Hell.


    Most souls, neither particularly evil nor notably good, will remain in the plains filled with daffodils, where they will either wander aimlessly or await new life.


    The entire Netherworld is divided into three regions by the Phlegethon River of Fire for easier management.


    Charon''s ferry is one of the few means of transport capable of crossing between these regions.


    Most importantly, this fellow recognizes only money.


    ��As long as the payment is right, it does not matter whether you are a human or a ghost; he will transport you without fail.


    At this moment, Luo En acutely felt the Ferryman of the Underworld River''s extremely professional work ethic.


    Due to the addition of the living, his boat became unstable due to the weight of the Law of Life, and the wandering departed souls in the River Styx, sensing the scent of the living, stirred up waves to engulf Luo En and Thetis on the boat, trying to taste the freshness of life or seize their beautiful shells.


    Charon, standing at the bow, unflinchingly thrust his long pole into the River, stirring it. His Authority vibrated in the burning Stygian Water, creating ripples that shattered the distorted faces of the departed souls, allowing the rocking ferry to proceed smoothly.


    From his adept movements, it was clear that this old man was not doing this for the first time.


    Soon, under the guidance of this professional pathfinder, the group smoothly followed the Phlegethon River of Fire and reached the boundary of Tartarus.


    "We''ve come to the fork; repeat what you promised me earlier," said Charon, stopping his pole and turning his head emotionlessly to look at Sisyphus at the stern of the boat.


    The professional scam artist complained bitterly.


    The upcoming fork was a part of the River Styx, known as the "River of Oaths."


    Oaths made in the name of the River Styx are immensely sacred; any human who violates these oaths will often be engulfed by the waters of the River Styx after death and then suffer eternal divine punishment in the cold waters of the River.


    The painful, floating spirits they saw along the River were mostly from here.


    And as the three judges gradually took office and the divine authority in the Netherworld continued to stabilize,


    even the deities who violated the oaths made in the name of the River Styx would suffer backlash.


    However, compared to these frail humans, the constraints on deities were much lighter, often costing them but a year of sleep.


    At this moment, seeing Sisyphus remain silent, Charon''s face could not help but darken.


    "Are you thinking of backing out?"


    "Don''t worry, as long as he can escape the Netherworld, my friend is willing to do anything!"


    Luo En confidently assured, while exchanging a glance with Thetis, they tacitly moved forward, one to the left and one to the right, firmly restraining Sisyphus.


    The professional con artist, sandwiched like a cookie, having no way to escape, could only make a mournful face and repeated the promise he made on the shore to the flowing waters of the River Styx below.


    Thirty gold coins blessed by faith, two grand sacrifices; honestly, although costly, it hadn''t reached the point of bankruptcy for him.


    Seeing thousands of Underworld Butterflies flying from both banks towards their dilapidated vessel, Sisyphus''s face turned pale.


    "Hypnos!"


    "Damn, did you provoke the God of Sleep?"


    Meanwhile, Charon also realized this smuggling trip was different from the usual, seemingly caught in some serious trouble, and immediately turned hostile.


    "No way, I''m not taking this trip!"


    He just wanted to make some money, but they seemed intent on taking his life.


    "I''ll triple the money! He will pay!"


    Under Luo En''s "gentle" gaze, Sisyphus, his shoulder firmly gripped, could only nod sadly.


    However, Charon firmly shook his head, a trace of fear in his eyes.


    "Not even for ten times the amount, they''ll kill me!"


    "Twenty times, plus a statue!"


    "Hiss��"


    Charon sucked in a cold breath, his throat dry, and after a long struggle, he managed to murmur.


    "This isn''t about money..."


    "Thirty times, take it or leave it!"


    Hearing that inhumane hike in price, Sisyphus almost moved to tears.


    Because while the other party was calling out the price, he was the one who had to pay.


    If the earlier ticket was a small loss, now this was truly throwing money down the drain.


    However, before the unfortunate man could contend, the Ferryman of the Underworld River, upon hearing the final price offered by the employer, completely threw aside his fear of his peers and the rules of the Netherworld, eagerly nodding in excitement.


    "Deal!"


    Immediately after, Charon eagerly turned to the generous financier on the ship, rubbing his hands as he inquired, and that perpetually unchanging old face actually showed a trace of sycophantic humanity.


    "Where to? You say!"


    "Elysian Fields."


    "Okay!"


    Charon agreed decisively and then grabbed his long pole, vigorously maneuvering it through the Stygian water, carrying the three smugglers as they darted past the banks lined with poppy and valerian.


    "Hmph, stubborn ignorance!"


    However, the next moment, amidst a cold reprimand, countless golden-black Underworld Butterflies converged above the river, and a figure with golden hair and golden eyes slowly formed a silhouette, his arm slowly lifting.


    In an instant, the fluttering golden-black Underworld Butterflies transformed into a chillingly cold hundred-meter long sword.


    ��Dreamscape descends, fantasy manifests.


    To turn thoughts into reality using Divine Authority was the combat style of the God of Sleep.


    As Hypnos''s arm fell, the hundred-meter long sword, harboring icy sharpness, cleaved towards the fast-moving ferry across the water surface.

 Chapter 209 Pay More, Bastard!

    Feeling an overwhelming aura of death and decay bearing down, Luo En''s halo behind him spun as he transformed into his fifth incarnation, the "Warrior." The blood of the War God within him instantly boiled, bursting into rampant flames of combat desire, which blazed like crimson flames erupting from the pores and acupoints all over his body.


    �� Oh, blood of Ares, be shattered here, be utterly destroyed here!


    In a silent murmur, Luo En twisted his body backward, his right hand feigning a grip. The red and black spear of nation-creation manifested in his palm, fiercely thrust upward. A tyrannical and unruly force, combined with the deadly intent of extinction, turned into tangible crimson waves, rolling forward and drowning the dreamlike golden light inch by inch.


    Seeing the golden sword being devoured rapidly, Hypnos''s complexion changed slightly. Immediately, he reached forward and grabbed the shattered giant sword from mid-air, activated the sleep-derived authority that turned illusions into reality, and reformed a sharper blade to tear through the crimson flames in one fell swoop.


    "Clang, clang, clang, clang!"


    In just a few breaths, the spear of nation-creation and the golden sword collided violently hundreds of times. The screeching sound of metal on metal, continuous like popping beans, caused the eardrums of Charon and Thetis on the boat to ache.


    Sisyphus, whose talent was limited to escaping and lacked any decent combat skills, couldn''t bear it either, clutching his head as if it would split, groaning painfully.


    In the end, it was only when Charon saw that the real patron of this job was about to be finished, that he very unwillingly slapped his long pole against the waters of the Styx.


    A thin curtain of water rose up around the ferry, accompanied by the sound of splashing, protecting everyone on board and shielding them from the fierce remnants of the battle.


    Barely surviving, Sisyphus shook his nearly mushed brain and, out of habit, plastered a smile on his face, approaching Charon who had intervened.


    "I felt like I was about to die just now. Lucky you were here, my friend..."


    However, feeling the constant drainage of divine power and divinity within him, Charon couldn''t help but grit his teeth.


    "�� Extra charge!"


    "..."


    Sisyphus''s smile froze, and he could only nod sullenly under the grim gaze of the ferryman of the Underworld River, inwardly cursing.


    Three on this boat, the ones fighting are up front, so why am I the only one paying?


    "Boom!"


    Meanwhile, the spear of nation-creation and the golden sword in the sky collided for the final time. The violent shockwave rippled outward, shredding the blood flames enveloping Luo En and the Underworld Butterflies surrounding Hypnos.


    "Puff, puff, puff, puff!"


    Streams of gold and crimson light soared through the air, whistling sharply as they shot in all directions.


    Instantly, dust rose on the riverbanks, swathes of poppies and valerian plants turned into a sky full of plant debris; water columns splashed up, meters high, and the departed souls residing in the Styx screamed as they scattered in all directions.


    Above the water, Hypnos looked down at the golden sword in his hand, now reduced to half its size, casually tossed it aside, and looked up at his opponent wrapped in blood flames, holding the divine artifact, and casually remarked,


    "Nice spear..."


    But that was all.


    As soon as he finished speaking, the butterfly-shaped wings behind this God of Sleep fluttered, scattering countless specks of phosphor powder that turned into thousands of gold and black Underworld Butterflies with the wind, like falling meteors, quickly plummeting towards everyone on the ferry.


    Long-range combat?


    Luo En, watching the glowing lights fluttering all around him, remained expressionless, his hands gripping the spear plunged into the rushing waters of the Styx.


    The "Warrior" vanished, the "Great Whale" emerged.


    In an instant, the water of the Stygian River, moved by the authority of the ocean, swept upwards. Countless suspended droplets, like blobs of thick ink, automatically formed Hermes Script, Titan Runes, linear letters, and a series of runes imbued with mystical power, gathering around Luo En, resembling the stars dotting the night sky, lighting up the darkness.


    Hypnos felt as if he had entered a treasury preserving the seeds of civilization, the historical context carved into the memory of time, all laid out before him.


    At this moment, he seemed like a sage with a nine-pronged crown atop his head, his right hand raised, using the spear as a pen, sketching the final stroke through thin air.


    "Branch of Ruin, divine carcass wedge��reignite the ashes at the beginning!"


    The next moment, Luo En was enveloped in a fierce blaze of crimson light, and the Holy Lance crafted from large palm wood in his hand was also ignited along with it.


    Amidst the flying ashes, the dead roots of the world revealed their miserably defeated essence.


    Barren, pitch-black, resembling a piece of lifeless charcoal.


    Yet, facing this ugliness and decay, Hypnos was as if facing a great enemy, pushing the dream-inducing melody of his flute to its limit.


    He had a premonition that if he were to be struck by this thing, no matter how strong heroes or immortal deities were, they would all be turned into ashes by this burning branch.


    Only the immortal Chief God could survive this horrific destruction.


    "Swoosh!"


    The burning branch shot out, igniting the Netherworld''s deathly aura along its path, shattering layer upon layer of purple dream barriers, with the Underworld Butterflies, serving as foundation stones and networks, unable to dodge in time, burning brightly and cascading into the Styx like drifting river lamps on the water surface.


    "Puff!"


    In the light sound of a blade piercing flesh, the flute abruptly stopped.


    A streak of blood appeared on Hypnos''s handsome face, with a few gold and red Blood Beads falling into the tumultuous waters of the Styx below.


    At this moment, Sisyphus and Tethys on the boat woke up dazed, their faces filled with shock.


    "I have to admit, you''re strong, so, I will make my utmost effort next!"


    The God of Sleep in mid-air reached out to wipe the blood from his face, speaking faintly, his serious tone mixed with a rare hint of chill.


    ��Why do lives fall asleep? Because they are not yet ready to face death.


    As a deity who governs sleep, Hypnos does not like killing, thus he seldom fights or strikes fatally.


    But as one of the Twin Gods of the Netherworld, guarding this place and maintaining order is his duty.


    However, once he makes his move with full force, he cannot guarantee survival for the other party.


    Life and death combat should be so!


    The next moment, murderous intent filled Hypnos''s eyes, as he raised the now halved transverse flute in his hand and swung it forward.


    Instantaneously, sharp and piercing wails broke out all around, the boiling death aura was compressed to its limit, transforming into a dense array of swords, spears, heavy hammers, and even meteorites, launching forward.


    Facing the fierce attack from Hypnos, Luo En, who had just thrown the Spear of Nation Creation and now empty-handed, gave a slight smile.


    Then��


    He decisively grabbed Tethys and Sisyphus beside him, and leaped together, landing on a riverbank covered in daffodils.


    Nothing else, after dragging on so long, the Elysian Fields were finally in sight.


    Meanwhile, the only one left behind, Ferryman Charon on the river, watching the overwhelming array of swords, spears, heavy hammers, and even meteorites approaching, was stunned.


    "Boom!"


    The next moment, a hundred feet high water column splashed up above the Styx, with black wooden shards scattering in all directions.


    In the turbulent waters of the Styx, an old man dressed in tattered clothes violently wielded the pole, now broken into two pieces, driving the relentlessly swarming departed souls away while turning his head to shout furiously at the three shameless figures who quickly dived into the daffodil bushes.


    "Charge more! Remember to charge them, you bastards!"

 Chapter 209 I started, and with one move, he was defeated instantly. What else is there to say?

    Above the Elysian Fields, Luo En and his two companions rushed through the overgrown grass attempting to escape the pursuit of the God of Sleep, Hypnos.


    Beneath their feet, the boundless wild grass swayed in the dim light. This place was never graced by the Sun, forever resembling either dusk or night, and was devoid of lanterns. Clusters of tiny white flowers, sensing the passing visitors, danced in the wind, appearing and disappearing like specters, emitting a faint glow.


    These were the daffodils of the Netherworld, different from the species in the Mortal world because they bloomed within the Elysian Fields; hence, this place was also known as the Daffodil Plains.


    All the mediocre souls, neither heroic nor evil, would remain on the Daffodil Plains. Their souls were relegated to this place, and before that, they had to drink from the waters of the River Lethe to forget everything from their lives.


    As the white daffodils faintly lit up, Luo En''s group saw countless bewildered departed souls wandering aimlessly across the plains blooming with the Netherworld''s daffodils.


    Because of the water from the River Lethe, they lacked memories, a future, emotions, and purpose, coming to the riverbank only when hungry to satiate themselves with the flowers that grew abundantly there.


    These were plants of the Netherworld called Golden Grain Flowers, often growing not far from the riverbank, which could provide the departed with the breath of death, quelling hunger in their souls.


    Of course, besides the Golden Grain Flowers, there was another kind of food that could fill the befuddled departed souls.


    ��The fresh blood and life of living beings!


    "Over there, smells so good..."


    "Delicious!"


    "Living, eat!"


    Countless thirsty and crazed murmurs came from all directions as pair after pair of vacant eyes stared fixedly at the trio sneaking through the flowers, their throats involuntarily moving, subconsciously raising their sharpened hands and dashing towards that scent of freshness from the Mortal World.


    Seeing thousands of lifeless souls suddenly surging towards them with renewed vigor, Luo En thought of students who heard the bell signaling the end of class and rushed towards the cafeteria.


    "Run!"


    Sisyphus, without a second word, harnessed his talent as the Rider of the Wind. He pushed the divine blood within him to its limits and bolted ahead.


    After all, considering the strength and backgrounds of his two teammates, each was more preposterous than the other.


    Their safety and speed were really none of his concern.


    Better to worry about himself in advance rather than them.


    Indeed, it wasn''t long before Sisyphus felt a gust of wind whoosh past him, easily leaving him behind.


    What was more infuriating was that the horde of insane departed souls were following straight after him, and even his urgent change of direction was futile.


    Feeling like a rabbit being chased, Sisyphus, scattering in all directions, felt somewhat breached by the situation.


    "Why are they only chasing me, not you guys?"


    "Oh, I just cast a Suppression Spell sealing off the life essence in our flesh and souls."


    Using Divine Speed, Luo En, who was pulling Thetis firmly ahead, turned his head and replied nonchalantly.


    Watching the two lead the way, Sisyphus''s eyes revealed grief and indignation,


    "What about me?"


    "Who told you to run so fast? You''re always the first to bolt!"


    "..."


    Under Luo En''s contemptuous gaze, the guilty con artist was left speechless.


    However, in a moment of distraction, a departed soul burst out from the brush at his side, its mouth drooling as it chomped down on the plumpest, bounciest piece of flesh in sight.


    "Ow~! My buttocks!"


    The fleeing Son of the Wind God let out a harrowing scream, kicked his foot high, and furiously booted off the rude departed soul clinging to his rear end. Then, with a mourning face, he pleaded forward,


    "The Suppression Spell? Dude, cast it on me, quick!"


    "What''s in it for me?"


    "Weren''t we supposed to have a fair fight? Why bring in the fodder to clear the map?"


    Luo En couldn''t help but curse at Hypnos''s dishonorable tactics.


    Fodder? Is he talking about us?


    Damned fool!


    The moment the dragon-formed Phobetor heard this, he was deeply insulted. He momentarily threw aside the order from Father God, Hypnos, not to act rashly upon identifying the target, and angrily flapped his wings forward, opening his mouth to spew forth a torrent of Hellfire.


    Simultaneously, the flock of bipedal dragons, transformed by a group of Dream Spirits, also swiftly swooped down, launching an attack on the three major offenders from the Netherworld.


    Watching the fierce approaching group of dragons, Luo En snorted coldly. Behind him, the Golden Wheel pointed to the fifth gear; a golden-red Blood Flame soared into the sky. The Spear of Nation Creation in his hand was thrown forward, splitting the swirling dragon flames, penetrating the sky with a speed faster than lightning.


    "Pfft!"


    "Ao!"


    Accompanied by the dull sounds of a blade entering flesh and agonized screams, the pitch-black dragon, dragging one of its severely damaged wings, plummeted down like a malfunctioning fighter jet and plunged headfirst into the dark soil of the Netherworld, creating a crater a hundred meters deep.


    "Damn it!"


    The disheveled Phobetor, having just reverted to his human form, climbed cursing out of the crater, only for a figure swift as lightning to rush before him and kick him into the soil at the edge of the pit.


    Under the intense shock, Phobetor, once again severely injured, broke several ribs, and a mouthful of dark purple blood spouted from his throat, leaving his spirit listless and drained.


    Luo En, with bare hands, pulled Phobetor embedded in the soil out, held him up, and scoffed disdainfully.


    "What, not convinced by being called a minor soldier? To capture me, you should at least let Hypnos come himself, you''re not qualified!"


    After all, he had managed to shear the wool of half the Chief Gods of Olympus himself, and with the Deicide attribute of the nation-founding spear, ordinary deities were typically dispatched in mere seconds when facing him.


    With his cheeks flushed with anger, Phobetor wanted to object, but faced with the undeniable truth, he could only helplessly direct his frustration towards his subordinates.


    "What are you waiting for? A bunch of useless trash!"


    On his command, thousands of bipedal flying dragons instantly landed, transforming into lions, cheetahs, magical pigs, and giant snakes among other bizarre magic beasts, swarming towards Tethys and Sisyphus on the other side.


    They weren''t foolish; even their own boss had been dispatched in one round by some guy. Rushing in now would be akin to delivering free kills.


    Obviously, it''s best to pick on the weaker ones.


    Seeing that Tethys, guarding Sisyphus, was beginning to face increasing peril from the advancing beast tide, Luo En''s expression turned cold. Without any courtesy, he twisted off Phobetor''s other working arm and shouted forward,


    "Everyone, keep it down!"


    Hearing the crisp sound of bones breaking behind them and the muffled groans of pain from the boss, the transformed Tribe of Dream Spirits halted their assault.


    Then, clutching the fractured bone of Phobetor''s arm, Luo En looked at the face twisted in anguish and kindly advised,


    "And you, why bother pretending to be tough? We have no past grudges. Listen, if you don''t want to suffer, just obediently lift the Dream Curse you placed earlier, and we''ll keep out of each other''s way."


    "Agreed! I agree!"


    Under the imposing dominance of a certain man, Phobetor, almost fainting from pain, could only humbly nod. He quickly flicked a Blood Bead at Sisyphus''s brow, and a stream of black energy mixed with screams and wails dissipated.


    "Pleasant cooperation!"


    Seeing the other party so compliant, Luo En revealed a relieved smile and then forcefully flung Phobetor backward. He decisively grabbed Tethys and Sisyphus, activated "Goat''s" Divine Speed, and rushed out of the range of the beast tide.


    As is well known, the gods of Greece never play by the rules, and they''re all rather petty.


    Expecting them to swallow their pride and remain silent after suffering a loss is essentially impossible.


    "They''re here! Quickly capture them!"


    Sure enough, Luo En had only run a few steps when the anguished roar of Phobetor rang out from behind.


    But this time, he was visibly much smarter, knowing to call the other Dream God brothers and their father, Hypnos, to assemble and confront the situation together.

 Chapter 210 Your Wife is in My Hands!

    The once dull and deadly silent Elysian Fields were now bustling with exceptional liveliness.


    One after another, the Tribe of Dream Spirits, with black wings on their backs, transformed into various forms��be it human, object, or beast��and searched frantically across the plain blooming with Netherworld daffodils inch by inch.


    At the forefront, the three great dream gods, "The Shaper" Morpheus, "The Illusionist" Phantasos, and "The Terrifier" Phobetor, all sported bruised faces and tattered clothes, while suspiciously scanning their surroundings with paranoid glances.


    At the slightest rustle, they couldn''t help but instinctively huddle back-to-back, summoning their respective Divine Artifacts, as if facing a formidable enemy.


    Clearly, this was a stress reaction after having been brutally beaten.


    When they realized this was yet another false alarm, a whirlwind of panic over nothing, the three cast embarrassed looks at each other, slightly distancing themselves, and mentally cursed a certain Netherworld recidivist to hell and back.


    At first, "The Shaper" Morpheus and "The Illusionist" Phantasos, who had rushed to the scene upon hearing the commotion, mocked "The Terrifier" Phobetor intensely for his disheveled state.


    However, it wasn''t long before the two overconfident dream gods faced the same fate as their brother.


    And even as they began to be more cautious, they still couldn''t escape the destiny of being battered and bruised.


    The bastard not only fought ruthlessly, but his heart was even darker. As soon as there were more of them, he''d run; when they spread out to follow, he''d turn back and single out whoever was alone for a savage beating.


    As a result, the leading three dream gods didn''t dare to split their forces, and could only stick together, searching every part of the daffodil plain joint by joint.


    Although this primitive method greatly slowed down their search, the strategy of advancing layer by layer was gradually narrowing the suspicious area, cornering that slippery eel into a limited zone of movement.


    And this time, it wasn''t going to be so easy for him to escape.


    The three dream gods looked back at the God of Sleep, Hypnos, who floated in the air behind them, calming their hearts, and continued to wave their hands, signaling for the three thousand Tribes of Dream Spirits to inspect the last suspicious area.


    Right then, Luo En and his two companions, concealed in the tall grass by magic of disguise, cursed under their breath as they saw the encroaching forces from all sides closing in.


    Infamous twins of the Netherworld, they picked on the weak and even brought along all of their Tribe of Dream Spirits for an overpowering onslaught. It truly was a bit excessive.


    "What do we do now?"


    Thetis stopped casting her enhancement-class healing magic, glanced at Luo En, and then her gaze involuntarily shifted behind them.


    Having been with them all this way, shouldn''t a certain friend shine and radiate a bit?


    Sisyphus, alertly observing his surroundings, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.


    "It''s not time yet..."


    Luo En shook his head, stopping Thetis from any thoughts of betraying their companion.


    They had only just arrived at the Elysian Fields and still had no idea where Adonis was.


    If they were too hasty in throwing out their trump card, there would be nothing left to use if they encountered an even more critical situation later on.


    Then, he glanced at the Dream Spirits approaching their hiding spot and at the three great dream gods and Hypnos, who were monitoring every movement in the area, and quietly clenched the Spear of Nation-Creation in his hand, his mind racing.


    Hypnos, as one of the twins of the Netherworld with a record of lulling Zeus to sleep, had combat power that ranked alongside several of the less valiant chief gods of Olympus.


    In a direct fight, Luo En wasn''t sure he could win.


    But just because he couldn''t handle Hypnos didn''t mean everyone on the field was a Hypnos.


    To Luo En, both the three dream gods and the other Dream Spirits were merely superior soldiers and fodder. As long as he wasn''t caught up, he could easily break through this group''s blockade.


    Oh well, oh well, if facing Hypnos requires pulling out the trump card, what then if we encounter the stronger Hades, the God of the Underworld, or my master Hecate later on? How would we continue to play our hand?


    Luo En shook his head, quelling the impulse to betray his comrade, and tried to recover his depleted divine power.


    After a series of high-intensity fights, even having used three overlapping authorities at once, his divine power was nearly spent.


    At that moment, Thetis was also casting healing and restorative magic, working hard to replenish health and mana for the big daddy of their trio.


    Sisyphus, who was good at running away but practically useless in output, consciously stood guard outside, playing the role of a lookout.


    However, the unrelenting Netherworld army clearly wouldn''t give them the chance to slowly recover.


    Less than half an hour later, Sisyphus sensed Hypnos leading the three great dream gods, tracking them down from afar.


    "Quick, they''ve caught up!"


    As Sisyphus hastily sounded the alarm, one Horn Gate after another opened in the pale purple sky. Armored dream spirits, wielding swords, shields, bows, and spears, came forth in single file, filling the surrounding space.


    Legend has it that Dreamland has two gates: the dreams that come from the Ivory Gate are false, while those from the Horn Gate are real.


    Clearly, to round up Luo En, the lone elite adversary on the run, the entire force of Dreamland had been deployed.


    While inwardly cursing the stubborn God of Sleep, Luo En''s eyes flickered resolutely.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, Hypnos''s future legitimate wife was one of The Three Graces.


    At the time, during the most brutal stage of the war at Troy, the Goddess Hera, in order to help the Greeks, had commanded Hypnos to put Zeus to sleep. Initially, Hypnos dared not put the Chief God under his spell. Hera thus promised that, upon success, she would give him a young Grace as a wife. Hypnos then complied with Hera''s order.


    In the end, after suffering a beating from Zeus, Hypnos won himself a beautiful bride.


    Fine, fine, fine, you want to go head-to-head with me? Looking at the approaching army from Dreamland, Luo En rallied his somewhat listless spirit, preparing to break out once again while grinding his teeth and secretly sending Hypnos a special blessing from Crete Island.


    ��One of The Three Graces, huh? Say goodbye to your future wife!


    "Buzz!"


    Just then, a muffled rumble came from beneath Luo En, and three figures tumbled into a dark crevice.


    Following that, the earth shifted, the fissure closed up, and even the broken plants regrew, restoring everything to its original state.


    The arrival of the dream spirits thereafter passed over that patch of grassland unsuspectively, pressing forward.


    Everything appeared as though nothing had happened.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in a pitch-black underground passageway, Luo En stood alert, brandishing his spear toward a turn ahead.


    "Who''s there? Show yourself!"


    "No... don''t be afraid... it''s... it''s me..."


    Accompanying the hesitant, muffled voice, a large figure with black bull horns and rippling muscles, dragging a long-handled battle ax, emerged from the gloom, its beast-like crimson eyes staring down at the ground, revealing an embarrassment akin to a child in the presence of an adult.


    Seeing the figure that emerged before him, Luo En was taken aback for a moment and called out the other''s name.


    "Asterius?"

 Chapter 212 Please Use Job Titles During Work Hours

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    Asterius, that is the true name of the Minotaur of Crete Island, meaning "Thunderbolt," and very few people know this appellation.


    Usually, Luo En rarely mentions this obscure name, more accustomed to calling him "Minotaur" or "Little Bull."


    However...


    Luo En looked back, his gaze landing on that extremely cheap face.


    Feeling the stare, Sisyphus felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily swallowed, crossing his arms and revealing a dry smile on his face.


    "Old, old buddy, why are you looking at me like that? You look like a pervert..."


    As he spoke, the habitual swindler quietly backed towards the dark corner of the wall.


    "Bang!"


    However, before he could take a few steps, a muffled sound came from behind him.


    Sisyphus''s vision went dark, and he fell straight back, slipping into a sleep like that of a baby.


    "Nicely done!"


    Luo En gave a thumbs-up to Tethys, who was standing in the shadows, showing his approval.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Tethys slightly pursed her lips and withdrew her arms, which she had extended out of urgency. A trace of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face.


    Such a rude action didn''t seem very befitting of a lady.


    But even so, the ocean nymph didn''t hesitate with her hands, casting seven or eight curses like suppression, confusion, binding and sleep on the Sisyphus lying on the ground before she finally let out a cautious sigh of relief.


    Reliable!


    Luo En nodded in approval at Tethys''s performance, which could be called professional, looking at her with even more satisfaction.


    Having such a teammate to cover your weaknesses certainly saved him a lot of worry.


    After dealing with the extra pair of ears beside him, Luo En looked back at the young man with bull horns in front of him, using a name he was more familiar with.


    "Minotaur, what are you doing here?"


    "Father... Father sent me... to... to help you..."


    Minotaur struggled with his words, stuttering out a response.


    King Minos?


    Hearing the person mentioned by Minotaur, Luo En subconsciously touched his cheek, feeling somewhat astonished.


    "How did you know it was me who came?"


    He and Tethys were both cautious types. Ever since they had descended to the Netherworld, they hardly ever went without at least ten layers of disguise magic and defensive spells.


    With the convenience of memory and divine distortion of cognition, almost no one, whether it was the old swindler Sisyphus, Ferryman Charon of the Underworld River, God of Sleep Hypnos, or the three thousand Tribe of Dream Spirits, had discovered their true identities.


    Minotaur was actually able to see through his disguise at a glance, which made Luo En very curious.


    "Scent..." The bull-horned youth spoke in a thick voice, then raised his hand to point at the faint shadow behind Luo En, "And... that..."


    The Cretan Bull?


    Was it because of divine resonance? I see...


    Luo En nodded thoughtfully and then dispersed the incarnation of the [Bull] to prevent any further complications.


    ����To prevent Radamanthys from revealing secrets related to the Underworld, he could be made to drink a bit of the waters from the River Lethe after a day''s work, ensuring he woke up disoriented, remembering nothing of what transpired in his dreams.


    ����Automatically formatting and reusing an employee without pay, Hecate''s method was indeed typical of a ruthless capitalist worthy of being strung up by the streetlights.


    Luo En was not clear on the subsequent results, only hearing what two Cretan princesses who had fled to Athens said.


    ����On the days King Minos visited them in their dreams, he seemed extraordinarily happy.


    "Here, we''re here..."


    As Minotaur''s breathy voice came over, Luo En''s thoughts snapped back, and he reined in the slightly unscrupulous smile at the corner of his mouth, approaching the end of the central fork, crossing over a hundred steps, and entering into the imposing Court of Judgment.


    Along the way, one after another, the guards of the Underworld wearing blue and gold armor and holding swords, shields, spears, and bows, ignored the passing Minotaur and the three figures behind him.


    Luo En''s gaze swept over each guard''s face, a subtle smile appearing in his eyes.


    What a coincidence, they are all familiar faces from Crete...


    Moments later, Minotaur reached the top of the stairs, his muscles bulging as he pushed open the heavy stone doors with effort.


    "Accused, enter..."


    The deep and aged voice echoed in the vast and deep hall, and the three filed in.


    The massive stone doors with light patterns pulsating closed of their own accord, sealing off all sound and breath.


    The surroundings returned to dead silence as if nothing happened.


    At that moment, Luo En, now inside the great hall, felt a sense of comfort like coming home upon seeing the familiar architectural style and furnishings, and he instinctively greeted.


    "Your..."


    "Cough cough!"


    The elder in the white robe seated in the hall, wearing a golden crown, tapped his golden staff, and coughed lightly.


    Luo En immediately understood that during work, one should address by official title.


    He quickly corrected himself, adopting a respectful demeanor and bowing.


    "Judge, your well-being is honored."


    King Minos nodded with satisfaction, opened the case file on the table, and began the formal judicial process.


    "Prisoner Sisyphus, charged with blasphemy, fraud, and prison escape. The evidence is sufficient and consistent with the facts. Since he has fled here, let the court temporarily detain him, pending further transfer and processing."


    At the look from that Judge of the Underworld, Minotaur below understood and lifted the unconscious Sisyphus from the ground, carrying him towards the backyard.


    Luo En also expressed his agreement with this outcome.


    It was just a detention, after all, and no one had mentioned that mishaps couldn''t happen.


    Since it was originally Hypnos''s duty to guard the punished Sisyphus, and even the esteemed God of Sleep had neglected his duties, it would be quite normal for the Underworld Tribunal, whose only responsibility was to hear cases, to be negligent, right?


    "As for you two..." After handling one case, King Minos looked solemnly at the two individuals below, delivering a "professional" and "fair" judgment, "The Underworld only judges the departed souls; living humans are not within my jurisdiction."


    Having said this, King Minos removed the white judge''s robe that represented flawless justice, draped it over the back of the chair, supported himself with the golden staff, and stood up. His aged face revealed a gentle smile.


    "Long time no see, my secretary..."


    Official duties now over, it was personal time.


    "Indeed, it''s been a long time, Your Majesty."


    Luo En likewise nodded with a smile and led Tethys forward.


    ```

 Chapter 213 Do You Think the Netherworld Is Your Backyard?

    After a day''s tumult, the Elysian Fields were utterly silent. A gentle breeze brought a touch of solace, as the shrieks and howls of specters gradually ceased.


    Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the Court of Judgment.


    An old man and a young man sat at a stone round table, raising their glasses in a toast, amiably chatting about the past and recent events.


    "Are Ariadne and Fedra doing alright?"


    "Thanks to your blessing, they are both well and have successfully integrated their people into Athens, continuing the legacy of Crete Island."


    "What about my sons?"


    "The elder prince and the second prince have indeed taken root in their new territories, but of the others, there has been no news."


    "Mmm, as expected..."


    King Minos nodded, his face devoid of much sorrow.


    He had done what he could, offering everyone a fair chance to choose.


    As for the outcome, that was for them to decide, and there was no need for him, a dead man, to worry about the living anymore.


    After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the old man turned to the scribe before him, broaching the main topic.


    "So, how did you end up in the Netherworld?"


    "At the behest of the Love God Aphrodite, to retrieve the soul of her lover, Adonis."


    Luo En was not evasive either, replying with a smile while subtly shifting the blame to the commissioner.


    Upon hearing this, King Minos''s expression hardened.


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    "Releasing departed souls, defying life and death, that is a serious crime!"


    "As long as I don''t get caught, I didn''t do it."


    Luo En blinked, grinning at the Judge of the Underworld.


    "So, can you tell me where Adonis''s soul has been sent?"


    "Impossible!"


    King Minos refused sternly, then flipped through the large black-covered book in his hand, reemphasizing with gravity.


    "I will absolutely not tell you that the untainted souls of heroes, demigods, and deities generally enter the Elysian Fields to enjoy eternal peace."


    "That''s truly a shame..."


    Luo En shook his head reluctantly, his smile growing deeper.


    "Alright then, I won''t ask anymore, but you must at least tell me how to get out of the Netherworld. My mere presence here for a day disrupts and profanes the order of the Netherworld!"


    "Of course, as my duty dictates."


    King Minos nodded and, with a dip of his finger in his drink, sketched out the rough outlines of the Netherworld''s regions on the stone table.


    "Starting from the Elysian Fields, you will arrive at the Styx River by crossing the Elysian Fields, which can be followed to the edge of the Netherworld. There, you will find a dungeon known as Arima, which lets you bypass the frontal Underworld Guards and directly reach the surface."


    For now, he could only stay inside King Minos'' house, avoiding any trouble until the guards outside slackened, then consider making his escape.


    However, since there was no rush to leave, he did have a question he wanted to take the opportunity to resolve.


    Luo En drank a cup of wine, pondered his words for a moment, and asked in a deep voice.


    "I''d also like to check on the information of one person post-death."


    "Do you think the Netherworld is your backyard? You still want to check individually? This kind of confidential information can only be accessed in the Central Archives of the Court of Judgment. Don''t think I''ll let an outsider in!"


    King Minos frowned and huffed coldly, then glanced at Luo En''s solemn expression, paused for a moment, set down his wine cup, and slumped on the stone table, muttering.


    "I''m old, indeed I shouldn''t drink too much..."


    As snoring ensued, a densely rune-engraved bronze seal rolled off his waist.


    Luo En immediately understood, picked up the bronze seal from the ground, and, under the cover of darkness, quietly made his way towards the Central Archives.


    Since the Court of Judgment of the Netherworld was still in its initial stages, the guards were mostly comprised of the Divine Blood Guard who had served with King Minos during the battle of Crete, thus Luo En infiltred smoothly.


    He soon arrived in front of the door to the Central Archives and placed the bronze seal into a groove in the large door, turning it.


    A moment later, lines of light lit up, and the door opened.


    Luo En carefully removed the seal, entered the door, and looked up at the metal modules that continuously changed in size and shape.


    The architectural style here was similar to that of the Temple of Memory he had visited, clearly indicating that the Goddess Mnemosyne had also contributed to the construction of the Central Archives of the Netherworld.


    No wonder in some mythological records, the Netherworld also had a place for her.


    And such results conveniently provided Luo En the access required to examine the documents.


    "Semele..."


    He silently recalled the somewhat faded name and placed his hand on the bronze wall of the storage metal module.


    However, after waiting for a long while, the dim and cold bronze wall provided no response.


    No data found...


    "What does it mean when you can''t find it?"


    Come back to the round table, Luo En replaced the bronze seal, refilled King Minos'' wine cup, and asked solemnly.


    The older man yawned as if waking from a dream, stood up, and spoke faintly.


    "Death is not the end, Chaos and the Void are the origins of all things, and only the spirit of the Chief God possesses true immortality..."


    "I understand."


    Luo En nodded, his last glimmer of hope shattered.


    Indeed, since His Majesty the King of Gods chose to intervene, he wouldn''t leave any loose ends.


    King Minos didn''t elaborate further or ask more; he just stood up and personally poured Luo En a cup of wine.


    "Cheers!"


    Luo En jovially raised his cup and drank the blood-red vintage in one gulp, his eyes growing colder.


    It seems, reuniting you and your spouse will be no small feat, Your Majesty.

 Chapter 214 I Wonder if the Goddess Would Like to Share a Seat and Pillow with Me Tonight?

    At night, Mingyue rose into the sky, its chilly ghostly light sprinkling over the courtyard.


    Accompanying the creaking sound of the door opening and closing, Thetis inside the room hurriedly stuffed a book into her pillow, and then rose as if nothing happened to ask.


    "You''re back?"


    Luo En nodded lightly, walked into the room, glanced at the cover of the book with "[Holy Verses]" on it, and was somewhat surprised, "So, you like this one too?"


    With a light cough, Thetis answered indifferently, "Just something to pass the time."


    "Oh..." Luo En drew out his words, his gaze flicking over frequently creased pages, revealing a subtle smile in his eyes, "To occupy your precious time, it seems you think quite highly of this book."


    "It''s okay..." Thetis caught a glimpse of her teammate, whose expression was somewhat mocking, and unabashedly picked up the [Holy Verses] and waved it, humming lightly, "If it weren''t for the author updating too slowly, its thickness is just right for propping up a table leg."


    However, in the midst of speaking, a sheet of parchment fluttered from the pages due to her overly vigorous actions, with several lines of graceful handwritten text that suddenly caught Luo En''s eye.


    "Noble son of God! You shine like the sun,


    Walking to the sea, belting out a song towards the tide,


    Pouring the sound of joy into this sacred abyss,


    In your heart''s place of tranquility, there, away from the tumult of ships,


    Hidden beneath the waves, in peaceful caverns dwell.


    There lives the blue Thetis, the Ocean Goddess, she who safeguards you.


    She is a dear friend to poetry and wine, a wise nymph,


    Who once tenderly lifted Dionysus from peril on the jutting rocks.


    With the tender song of the waves, she opens her arms to the weary..."


    With the swiftness of an arrow, Thetis stepped forward and scooped up the parchment from the ground, swiftly inserted it back into the book, and stuffed it under the pillow, her movements seamless as water, executed without any pause.


    But even without finishing it, Luo En was already well aware of most of the remaining content of the poem.


    Because, he had written the poem himself.


    Of course, more precisely, it was a shameful plagiarism and manipulation of the nineteenth century Romantic poet Holderlin''s poem "Achilles", which he used as a template.


    Doing so was actually to record, into the [Holy Verses], the confrontation between Lycurgus, the king of Thracians, and Dionysus on Cyprus Island, entering a literary embellishment in his favor.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    After all, the original verse content about the clash between the two in the future "Iliad" depicted him as rather devalued.


    "Because he opposed the gods, once he cast


    The mad Dionysus''s nurses down from sacred Mount Nysa,


    They were slain by bloodthirsty Lycurgus with his sharp spear,


    Dionysus plunged into the waves to escape, Thetis took frightened him into her bosom.


    The shouts of mortals still made him tremble..."


    However, because he added too much private intention and also wanted to beautify his heinous act of bringing disaster upon a decent family, Luo En inadvertently skewed the style of the poem, making his encounter with Thetis seem a bit amorous.


    At the time, considering he needed to draw the Ocean Goddess into their alliance, it was convenient to keep some ambiguously entangled matters on paper to prevent her from betraying halfway through the journey.


    Luo En simply compounded the error, incorporating this poem praising their "friendship" into the mix.


    But as time went by and they went through numerous trials, their relationship had already solidified and a subtle chemical reaction had occurred.


    Accordingly, the original sinister intention behind this poem seemed to taste more and more off the more it was pondered.


    On the surface, it praised friendship, but beneath that��was it perhaps a declaration of love?


    The answer popped into Luo En''s head, and he couldn''t help but feel nauseated.


    He now seemed to understand why Thetis was willing to risk bringing him to the Netherworld to find Adonis''s spirit.


    "Cough, let''s talk business," Thetis cleared her throat to break the silence in the room, and then cautiously approached the door. Peering through the crack to the pitch-black courtyard to ensure no one was there, she gently closed the door, set up a ward, and then turned to look at her companion: "How''s it outside? What''s the situation?"


    "Not great, the roads outside are sealed off, and the God of Sleep and The Furies are in charge of leading the team." Luo En tactfully averted his gaze, spread his hands, and informed Thetis of the situation.


    But then, upon seeing Thetis furrow her brows, he quickly changed his tone: "However, the good news is, I''ve located where Adonis is and found an exit from the Netherworld. Once this blows over and the guard outside relaxes, we can sneak out."


    "Hmm, the Netherworld holds countless Titans, Divine Monsters, and sinful spirits; they can''t afford to stop for too long for just one or two people," Thetis said, nodding and letting out a sigh of relief as she made a rational analysis.


    Thinking this, Luo En stretched languorously and closed his eyes cheerfully.


    "Feeling relieved now? Can I go to sleep then?"


    "Mm..."


    Thetis nodded slightly, no longer resisting the drowsiness in her mind, and peacefully entered Dreamland.


    This time, she slept incredibly soundly, with an added sense of comfort.


    The next day, Luo En, having finished drinking with King Minos as usual, entered the bedroom only to find his place on the floor had been inexplicably tidied away.


    "Come up and sleep here." Thetis, who had gone to bed earlier, closed her book, pointed to the freed-up space beside her, and initiated the offer.


    "Uh, that''s not quite appropriate," Luo En questioned instinctively before adding, "I mean, for you..."


    Thetis shook her head, answering earnestly, "Only if you rest well and maintain your best physical and mental strength, can you lead me to a safe escape."


    "That seems to make sense!" Swayed by the sincere advice of the Ocean Goddess, Luo En thought it over and then complied amiably, slipping into the soft and warm bedding.


    Of course, the bedding was split in two.


    As Luo En lay down beside her, Thetis suddenly felt overcome by sleep, closed her eyes peacefully, and quickly drifted off, a satisfied and relaxed smile spreading across her beautiful face.


    It seemed that since that night, the man beside her always gave her a wonderful sense of security, significantly improving her sleep quality.


    But Luo En''s experience was not so lovely.


    In fact, it could be described as torture.


    For Thetis was a terrible sleeper, wrapping around him like an octopus with a blanket, her arms entwining tighter and tighter, her smile growing thicker, treating him like a human-shaped pillow.


    This is trouble...


    Luo En''s eyes widened as he looked at the rafters above and lamented, waiting for daybreak.


    He had thought this torturous experience would continue indefinitely, but one day, when drinking as usual, Luo En noticed King Minos casually entering an empty bedroom and then coming out with two bottles of fine wine.


    Luo En couldn''t help but ask, "No one in there?"


    "That''s right."


    "I thought there was only one room?"


    "I could open eight or ten, and they''d come with complimentary changes."


    King Minos glanced across, inquiring casually.


    "So, do you want one?"


    After a moment of hesitation, Luo En shook his head and declined, "No, I''ll stay in the original room."


    King Minos nodded gently, then extended two fingers.


    "Twenty jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine, remember to pay me back later."


    "What? Why? Didn''t you say lodgings were complimentary?"


    "Opening two rooms is complimentary, for one room I charge you twenty jars."


    The old man sipped from his cup and looked meaningfully at the scribe.


    "Sly old fox..." Luo En cursed under his breath, immediately realizing he had been trapped.


    "Or, what about marrying my two daughters in Athens, and I''ll give you forty jars?"


    "Drink your wine!"


    Luo En didn''t respond, painfully extracting twenty jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine from his own small storeroom and decisively sealing the deal.


    King Minos lifted the filled cup with a sigh of resignation.


    This young man clearly wasn''t a paragon of virtue, so why was he reluctant to graze near his burrow? The Ocean Nymph sleeping in the same bed in the house felt the same, and so did those in Athens...


    It seemed he needed to encourage them to be more proactive.


    After all, the throne of Crete remained vacant.


    As the old father mused beneath the earth, the two princesses on Mount War God sneezed in unison.

 Chapter 215 Brothers, Were Here to Pick You Up

    Five days had passed, and with their search yielding no results, the God of Sleep and the Furies reluctantly returned to Tartarus Hell to suppress the restless souls of sinners, as well as the clamoring Divine Monsters and Titans.


    The three great Dream Spirits who had been left to keep watch also withdrew back to Dreamland one after another, leaving only a few members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits to act as sentries.


    Clearly, they had given up on pursuing the three escapees.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    However, for safety''s sake, Luo En stayed two more days. After confirming that it was not a trap, he formally bid farewell to King Minos that night.


    As departure was imminent, the Minotaur brought out the last team member from the court''s prison, presenting him before the two.


    Seeing Sisyphus still deeply asleep on the ground, Luo En couldn''t help but be somewhat surprised.


    "It''s been seven days, and he''s still not awake?"


    "Awake, he woke up many times, over a dozen times."


    "Then why..."


    "When awake, we have to knock him out; we can''t let him... know... too much..." the Minotaur stuttered, pointing to King Minos beside him, "Father said..." Discover stories with empire


    Luo En nodded, naturally understanding King Minos''s intentions.


    For safety''s sake, indeed, they could not let Sisyphus, that old trickster, notice anything about their relationship.


    Only...


    Luo En looked at the Minotaur''s forearm, thicker than Sisyphus''s neck, and Sisyphus''s head, which had clearly gotten plumper, and solemnly mourned for a few seconds.


    Every time he awoke, having to face a fist as large as a casserole and being physically lulled to sleep, especially by the straightforward Minotaur...


    What kind of miserable days this poor child had in the temporary prison, Luo En could well imagine.


    After briefly exchanging a few words, Luo En picked up the still-unconscious Sisyphus, concealed his figure, and stealthily slipped out of the back door of the Court of Judgment.


    It must be said, with the departure of the God of Sleep, the Furies, and the three great Dream Spirits, that so-called defensive line was practically non-existent in Luo En''s eyes.


    And indeed, it was so. In just a few hours, he and Tethys silently bypassed the patrolling guards, crossed the three-way intersection of the Elysian Fields, and proceeded towards the Elysian Fields.


    ~~


    Guided by the map given by King Minos, Luo En and his companions smoothly reached the outskirts of their destination.


    Looking ahead, over the gray expanse shrouded in dead fog of the Infinite Plains, tens of thousands of resentful or unwilling departed souls wandered and clawed in front of a golden barrier constructed densely of Divine Runes, reluctant to leave.


    This wall, known as the "Wall of Sighs," was the last barrier separating the Elysian Fields from the Elysian Fields.


    Beyond it, even the most insignificant departed soul could attain the life they had long dreamed of.


    But more often, they could only look on and sigh, and as this obsession entirely dissipated, the specters would disintegrate into floating ghostfire, ultimately becoming pure dead air.


    Over time, the Infinite Plains had early been floating with thousands of unconscious phosphorescence.


    "Hum!"


    A flame representing purification emerged behind Luo En, who then raised his hand to sketch a series of Runes. Nearby, whether it was the resentful and persistent specters or the unconscious drifting ghostfires, all scurried away in panic, leaving a clear path straight to the Wall of Sighs.


    Following this, the two stepped forward to the luminous barrier. Recalling the Spells taught by King Minos, Luo En sketched Runes through the air.


    ��A towering figure, with features as delicate and beautiful as flowers, dressed in the style of Cyprus Island.


    That resident of the Elysian Fields was unmistakably the soul of Adonis.


    Only, like the others, he too was dazed, like a thoughtless marionette.


    "Hey, stop sleeping, wake up!"


    Seeing this, Luo En walked over, grabbed Adonis by the collar and shook him. Seeing no response, he turned to the rune on his back that stored the purifying power of "Flame" and slapped the handsome face fiercely a few times.


    The crisp sounds seemed to carry a hint of settling personal scores.


    Well, he admitted that he disliked handsome men, especially those more handsome than himself.


    "Slap, slap, slap, slap!"


    With each slap, a wave of pain coursed through the flesh and burned the soul, bringing the groggy Adonis suddenly to his senses. Holding his swollen cheek, he looked bewilderedly and fearfully at Luo En��the stranger who had attacked him.


    "You, you..."


    "Good, you''re awake, don''t be scared..."


    Luo En patted his shoulder, squeezing out a gentle smile on his face, softly reassuring.


    "We are here on orders from Goddess Aphrodite to fetch you from the Netherworld."


    "Goddess Aphrodite?"


    At these words, Adonis''s eyes lit up, hope and excitement sparkling within them.


    "She still thinks of me?"


    "Indeed, her love for you is unquestionable."


    Luo En nodded, not minding flattering his employer a bit. After soothing Adonis''s emotions, he pointed towards the Wall of Sighs ahead.


    "We''re short on time. If there''s nothing else, let''s head out."


    For some reason, he felt a strange eeriness about this Elysian Fields; an intuition told him not to stay too long.


    "Okay, okay!"


    Adonis readily agreed, hurriedly following the trio, preparing to leave the place.


    However, just as Luo En initiated the spell to open the barrier and led them out in single file, the moment Adonis stepped through the light-formed passage, a black rune swirling with light emerged on Adonis''s forehead, searing a scorching mark.


    "Ahh!!!"


    The pain, as if a red-hot iron rod stirred inside his brain, struck Adonis like a bolt from the blue. His eyes filled with blood, veins bulged on his forehead, and he screamed repeatedly.


    Meanwhile, deep within the palace of the Netherworld, a pair of eyes dark as ink slowly opened, radiating a sinister cold light.


    An intruder had entered his garden, attempting to take away his possession.


    "It seems the house indeed needs some cleaning..."


    In a murmuring low voice, a slender figure rose from the throne, drew a long sword from the rack, and moved like the wind through the large silent hall.

 Chapter 216 Brother, Sell Me One

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


    Oh no! Someone''s coming!


    And they''re powerful!


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


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


    "Buy me some time!"


    Understanding the situation, Thetis immediately drew water from the rivers within the Elysian Fields. Employing her most proficient Illusion Technique, she conjured several squads of water phantoms resembling the four of them and carrying a trace of their aura, instructing them to scatter and flee through the Wall of Sighs'' gates, thereby disrupting the perception of the formidable enemy.


    "You, hold him down!"


    Hearing this, Sisyphus decisively rushed over to Luo En, firmly restraining Adonis''s limbs, his anxiety and unease abating slightly with busyness.


    Don''t panic, there''s still a chance!


    "O powerful Fire of Light, the mightiest of all origins, I humbly offer you poetry and wine!"


    At the same time, Luo En''s expression was taut with seriousness. With one hand, he retrieved a golden goblet from the formed Magic Circle Diagram and began rapidly chanting the blessing.


    "I am the Shepherd of the Lamb, so it shall not want,


    For He maketh it to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth it beside still waters.


    He restoreth its soul, and guideth it in the paths of righteousness for His name''s sake.


    "The pain is good, did you think the things from the Netherworld would be so easily devoured? Drink it up!"


    With a cold grunt, Luo En lifted his hand and threw the once-again filled goblet of wine over. Sisyphus quickly caught it and emptied the purple-red wine in one gulp.


    With the prelude set, Luo En decisively pushed the Purification Authority flames to their extreme.


    Immediately, flames of gold leapt several yards high from Adonis''s body, parched flesh and bone carbonizing and peeling away in the fierce heat, turning into ashes that drifted on the wind.


    But when Cyprus Prince and Sisyphus calmed down, they were surprised to find that this brutal fire punishment didn''t cause them any pain��instead, it felt as if they were toasting before a fireplace at home, basking in comforting warmth.


    It was like being near a beacon in a cold night, dispelling the chill on their bodies and illuminating the darkness before their eyes, clearing away all negative emotions from their minds, filling them with boundless courage bursting forth from within.


    And during this process, the wine flowing into their bodies served as a kind of catalyst, leading the flames to purify and burn away all taints from Adonis''s corrupt flesh, as well as the impurities within Sisyphus, leaving only the pure and spotless original state.


    Finally, as the sound of chains snapping echoed through the void, two overwhelming black auras dissolved and crumbled under the scorching Purification Authority flames.


    Adonis, stripped of the original spirit from his incarnate form, collapsed on the ground, gasping for air with a sense of gratitude for having survived a catastrophe.


    Similarly, Sisyphus, who had been purified inside out by the flames, also could not help feeling relieved.


    It was good that he had only drunk a few mouthfuls of Elysian Fields'' river water and secretly eaten a few fruits��otherwise, he would have had to pay for his sins.


    "Pfft!"


    Just then, a repressed grunt came from ahead, and Thetis, who had been responsible for delaying, staggered as if struck by lightning, her pale face contrasting with the streak of divine blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.


    Seeing this, Luo En''s heart tightened, and he quickly rushed forward to catch the faltering Thetis.


    "He''s here, let''s get out of here!"

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    Hearing Thetis''s warning, Luo En nodded quickly, yet he didn''t rush to escape.


    He turned to look at the beautiful Elysian Fields and its dazed inhabitants, narrowed his eyes, chanted again to refill the Holy Grail with wine, and then poured it over and over onto this so-called "Blissful" Paradise.


    At the same time, the flames of his sixth incarnation blazed fiercely, following the wine which acted as an accelerant, setting the surrounding plants, rivers, and even the dazed inhabitants of the Elysian Fields ablaze.


    "It hurts, it hurts so much..."


    "What''s happening to me?"


    "Who am I? Where am I?"


    "..."


    One by one, the residents of the Elysian Fields, their skins splitting and flesh bursting in the flames, gradually freed themselves from the chaos in their minds, their eyes slowly showing glimpses of clarity and bewilderment.


    Due to some unknown suppressive effect, they only remembered having slept for a long time, seemingly in an endless beautiful dream.


    And at this moment, this dream, it seemed, had awakened.


    "Buzz!"


    Simultaneously, dark clouds rolled across the sky, surging with a tumultuous deathly aura.


    "The one who trapped us here is coming, run!"


    In the crowd, someone shouted, and as if waking from a dream, their minds, not yet fully clear, instantly filled with the thought of "escape."


    "Swoosh!"


    Immediately following, four azure figures dashed out from the opened gates on the light wall with a speed that thunder could not match, scattering and disappearing in the dust along the way.


    Under such an example, the surrounding inhabitants of the Elysian Fields came to their senses and swarmed towards the sole exit.


    Although as they crossed the threshold of the gate, a needle-like pain transmitted in their brains obstructed their way forward.


    But thereby, it only strengthened their determination to flee.


    ��If truly located in a beautiful paradise, why would one need to warn and control them in such a manner?


    Moreover, as golden flames leaped and ascended upon their bodies, the pain in their minds seemed to reduce, bearable rather than excruciating.


    ��Escape!


    Concurrently, the thought etched into the minds of the Elysian Fields'' residents, streaks of flowing light passed through the opened gates of the Wall of Sighs, dispersing and fleeing in all directions.


    For a moment, the entire Netherworld trembled violently.


    "Hmph!"


    Thus, this rather domesticated Ruler of the Netherworld rarely interfered in specific affairs, his presence extremely weak, more decorative than anything.


    But in terms of strength and status, he was definitely not someone they could provoke or challenge.


    The damned rats!


    The four gods of the Netherworld, having suffered a setback in front of their superior, cursed certain culprits.


    If it weren''t for those blind fools who sneaked into Hades''s beloved backyard, he would not have personally left the temple to make his stance known and put pressure on them.


    Just wait till they are caught, you''ll suffer!


    Hypnos, holding a flute, and the Furies, wielding their viper whips, angrily flew towards the sources of turmoil, mercilessly suppressing and capturing the escapees.


    ~~


    At this very moment, within the unrecognizable Elysian Fields,


    Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, four figures emerged from the riverbed''s sand and mud and climbed onto the scorched riverbank.


    Sisyphus patted his chest, looking anxiously towards the Wall of Sighs outside which the dark figure of Hades, the God of the Underworld, disappeared.


    "Was that... Hades, the God of the Underworld?"


    "Who else could it be?"


    Luo En irritably retorted, drying the moisture on his body while glancing at the jubilant Sisyphus beside him.


    "Brother, you''re really underhanded, thinking of using those departed souls as cannon fodder while you hide in place!"


    "Huh?"


    "Brilliant! I mean brilliant! Your wisdom, even Athena would be ashamed!"


    Sisyphus, noticing the unkind gaze from someone, hastily switched to shameless flattery with a dry laugh.


    Luo En, uninterested in the flatterer''s praise, glanced at the chaos outside the Elysian Fields and quickly lowered his voice to remind, "Stop the nonsense, let''s take advantage of the distraction and get out of here quickly!"


    Although the most dangerous place is often the safest,


    he had already exploited the principle of darkness under the lamp to trick Hades and the other gods of the Netherworld; it''s uncertain they wouldn''t notice something upon realizing it.


    Moreover, once the other side captures the fleeing departed souls, they will surely reintroduce them into Blissful Paradise.


    In this situation, they obviously could not continue to hide.


    After clarifying his thoughts, Luo En decisively concealed his aura, activated "Goat''s" Divine Speed, and dashed out of the gates of the Elysian Fields.


    Watching the two disappearing in the dust, Sisyphus looked at Adonis collapsed on the ground, had no choice but to pinch his nose, pick up his difficult brother, and frantically activated his Divine Bloodline, hurrying after them.

 Chapter 217 Fire Prevention, Burglary Prevention, and Guarding Against Best Friends

    Half an hour later, on the banks of the River Styx.


    Sisyphus looked at the long-still surface of the river, his expression ugly.


    He had already thrown away all the Coins of the Dead he had, but Ferryman Charon of the underworld river had yet to appear, steering his ferry.


    Even more, as the ripples surged, the few coins he had tossed as payment gradually washed back to the shore.


    Looking down at the wet Coins of the Dead at his feet, Sisyphus couldn''t help but be dumbfounded.


    What''s going on? Is that old Charon refusing to take the job?


    Isn''t he always eager at the sight of money? Since when does he refuse business that comes knocking?


    We can offer more money if it''s not enough!


    "Forget it, it doesn''t look like we can count on him this time."


    Luo En shook his head, squashing Sisyphus'' impulse to increase the offer.


    They had stirred up such a huge mess that even if Charon''s flimsy body were weighed down with flesh and bones, it wouldn''t amount to much; under these circumstances, that guy wouldn''t dare come close, let alone offer help.


    He loves money, surely, but he''s not stupid...


    We are in trouble.


    Caught by this unexpected turn of events, a shadow of gloom couldn''t help but arise in Luo En''s eyes.


    After briefly pondering, he made a new decision.


    "Let''s not wait for the ferry. Let''s go along the riverbanks!"


    According to the map given by King Minos, they could also reach Arima Cave by following the riverbank.


    However, this meant they would have to take a much longer route, and along the way, they would inevitably encounter twists and turns, including the Netherworld''s forces scouring the land and sea for them.


    Just as the four of them were about to embark on their new journey, Sisyphus suddenly heard the turbulent sound of water from behind and couldn''t help but excitedly turn back.


    "Wait, there''s something happening on the water!"


    At this moment, ripples spread out from a distance, and the ashen fog lit up with ghostly specks of light.


    One... two... three...


    Tens... hundreds... till they reached a thousand!


    Luo En''s face drastically changed, and he immediately burst out.


    "It''s the Underworld Butterflies! Run!"


    "Damn it, that old Charon actually betrayed us!"


    Seeing this, Sisyphus by his side also instantly realized the situation.


    The two figures, each possessing the Authority of Divine Speed, hurriedly picked up their teammates and turned to flee for their lives.


    "Go! Don''t let them get away!"


    From a warship constructed from the bones of the dead, four sinister and formidable figures leaped up, swiftly moving to encircle the fleeing Netherworld criminals ahead.


    Glancing back, Sisyphus'' soul almost leapt from his body.


    The God of Sleep Hypnos and The Furies were all there! In addition to that, there was a large number of the Tribe of Dream Spirits and Underworld Guards!


    As an old swindler who took pleasure in deceiving deities, upon realizing he had been thoroughly tricked, Sisyphus cursed under his breath and sped up.


    Charon, you old immortal, just you wait, I''m not finished with you!


    Meanwhile, in the quiet courtyard shrouded by flowers and plants, an elegant female figure draped in a light veil and wearing a black diadem, leaned in a pavilion, gazing lazily and comfortably at the daffodils blooming in the pond.


    And the pomegranate seeds she peeled in her palm entered her lips; she gently bit and sucked them, bursting with juice that was tangy and sweet, with a hint of astringency.


    The emotions that surfaced in the goddess''s verdant eyes were complex, and she sighed to herself.


    Once upon a time, it was because of these two things that she fell to the Netherworld, devoid of sunlight. Now, ironically, they had become the objects on which she placed her thoughts and memories.


    Memories of frolicking with the nymphs in the forest and valleys arose in her mind, and the goddess''s enthusiasm for the vibrant daffodils before her waned, as she lifted her head to look at a figure hiding in the dense shadows, revealing a subtle smile on her face.


    "Come out. Do you really want me to invite you personally? After all, I did you a big favor."


    Thetis let out a wry smile, helplessly emerging from the dense forest, as the layers of disguise curses faded from her.


    They... knew each other?


    Just when Sisyphus and Adonis subconsciously craned their necks to see this unexpected development, they both felt a sharp pain at the back of their necks, their souls shaken by a tide-like assault.


    Dammit, not again!


    As the familiar sensation washed over him, Sisyphus cursed inwardly in despair, his consciousness then engulfed by boundless darkness, and along with Adonis, he fell into complete unconsciousness.


    Luo En looked at the two men who had fallen and expertly threw seventeen or eighteen curses such as suppression, confusion, and binding, making sure they weren''t faking unconsciousness. Only then did he step confidently out of the dense forest, following in Thetis''s footsteps.


    The blazing fire of gossip within compelled him to ask quietly.


    "Do you two know each other?"


    Thetis nodded and briefly explained her relationship with the Queen of the Underworld while they walked.


    They had once been close, before Persephone became the Queen of the Underworld. The two deities often banqueted and chatted together, and since both of them enjoyed quiet comfort, they indeed shared a good friendship.


    Luo En listened and started to understand.


    The mythological epic "Iliad" mentioned that Thetis, in order to break the curse of the Goddess of Discord, repeatedly entered the Netherworld, holding her son Achilles by the heel and immersing him in the river Styx, making him invulnerable.


    Being able to enter and leave the Netherworld so easily, and utilizing its divine power to forge a divine body for her son, Thetis clearly had backing in the Netherworld.


    Now it seemed that Persephone was the source of her confidence to come here.


    If anything went wrong, her old friend could likely cover for her.


    No wonder Thetis had been so calm and composed all along.


    Realizing that his teammate was also an influential figure, Luo En decisively left the task of negotiating with the Queen to Thetis.


    Persephone listened to her friend Thetis''s earnest request and nodded slightly, "You want my help to get you out? That can be arranged..."


    Just as Thetis''s face lit up with joy, the Queen of the Underworld in the pavilion turned the conversation.


    "But after such a big favor, how do you plan to thank me?"


    "I..."


    Just as Thetis was going to make some lightly made promises, Persephone raised her hand to interrupt her, her gaze drifting over her shoulder.


    "How about this, leave him behind, and the rest of you are free to go..."


    Hearing this, Luo En instinctively glanced towards Adonis, who lay unconscious in the dense forest.


    In legends, after the Prince of Cyprus died, his spirit was fought over by the Queen of the Underworld and the God of Love. Eventually, under Zeus''s mediation, he spent six months of the year in the Netherworld with Persephone, and the other six months on earth, belonging to Aphrodite.


    That damn pretty boy, causing me trouble again!


    Just as Luo En was inwardly complaining, he suddenly felt an intense gaze burning in front of him.


    Following the Queen''s deep gaze, he stiffly lowered his head to look at himself, his brain crashing in disbelief.


    Wait a minute, something isn''t right here?!

 Chapter 218 Friend Committing a Crime? (4.6k)

    Seeing her best friend making a move on Luo En, Thetis''s face changed, and she immediately stepped between them as if facing a great enemy, "I don''t agree!"


    Persephone smiled indifferently and spread her hands lazily, "Then I''m afraid I can''t help you."


    "Your Highness Queen of the Underworld, what if we change the terms of our deal and escape the Netherworld together?" Luo En placed his hand on Thetis''s shoulder and smiled as he stepped forward. "This dead and stifling place can''t compare to the beautiful and colorful Mortal World. Once we reach the surface, we can stroll by streams, feast in secluded valleys, or enter human cities to enjoy the air of mundane life. Then, you can have me accompany you for as long as you want, without any disruptions."


    Persephone, upon hearing this audacious invitation, was at first stunned, then she raised her hand to cover her lips and giggled.


    "You''re quite bold. Aren''t you afraid Hades will kill you?"


    "You''ll protect me, won''t you?"


    Luo En blinked, revealing a sincere and obedient smile on his face.


    Like a child who has caused trouble, seeking protection from his mother.


    In fact, Luo En did not believe that the Queen of the Underworld before him had unsavory thoughts or intentions towards him.


    On the contrary, Persephone seemed more like she was yearning for something desirable yet unattainable.


    More precisely, the affection between a mother and son.


    If he remembers correctly, the previous incarnation of the God of Wine��Zagreus��was the child of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and Divine King Zeus.


    Even after the circle of life and the replacement of souls, some indelible traces still remain.


    Perhaps Persephone sensed some distinctive traits in him that made her want to keep him in the Netherworld to accompany her.


    However, in response to Luo En''s suggestion, Persephone just chuckled and waved her hand dismissively.


    "Forget it. This body has already merged with the laws of the Netherworld. If I go out with you, they''ll find me sooner or later, and I have no interest in undergoing that trouble with you."


    To the Ancient Greeks, once Persephone became the wife of Hades, the God of the Underworld, she went from being innocent and cheerful to cold and merciless, frighteningly so.


    Persephone wielded tremendous power in the Netherworld, commanding demons and ghosts, severing the final ties between those near death and the living; furthermore, as an incarnation of a dark magic power, she could ruthlessly pull living things into the embrace of the dark abyss below. Thus, people referred to graves as "Persephone''s chamber."


    Gradually, the Greeks dared not speak her name, preferring only to refer to the other ruler of the Netherworld as "Kore" (�ʦ�?�Ѧ�, the maiden).


    The other ruler of the Netherworld? Could it be...


    Under Persephone''s half-mocking gaze, a chill rose in Luo En''s heart, and he instinctively tightened his grip, attempting to lock down her shoulders.


    However, the "Queen of the Underworld" before him dissolved into a flurry of pink petals, swirling in the air.


    An illusion? No good!


    Seeing the pink before him, Luo En''s mind screamed a warning, and he immediately pulled Thetis back as they both staggered away.


    But it was too late.


    Hundreds of lush green vines burst from the ground, entwining around their bodies and limbs like serpents, binding them tightly.


    "It''s not so easy to abduct me."


    Persephone toyed with a curved goat horn in her hand, golden and densely inscribed with runes, walking from underneath the dense shade in the distance.


    "The Horn of Plenty?"


    Thetis''s gaze fell on the golden horn in Persephone''s hand, her face showing a flicker of change.


    "That thing is actually in your possession!"


    Thousands of years ago, Zeus''s mother��the second-generation Mother Earth Goddess Rhea��in order to protect her sixth child Zeus from being devoured by her husband Cronos, hid the infant Zeus in a cave, where Amalthea, the goat, looked after Zeus as a baby.


    Amalthea, both the nursing goat that provided Zeus with sustenance and an ancient deity representing the bountiful Earth, possessed powerful Earth Divinity.

 Chapter 218 Friend Committing a Crime? (4.6k)_2

    Zeus then commanded Hephaestus to strip its fleece and horn, making the Aegis Shield and the Horn of Plenty, respectively.


    In the end, the supreme defensive Aegis Shield was divided in two, one side belonged to Zeus, and the other to the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena.


    Of the two Horns of Plenty, one was in the hands of Zeus, used to entertain the gods at feasts, while the other was in the hands of the Agriculture Goddess Demeter, symbolizing the inheritance of the Mother Earth Goddess and the Agriculture Goddess.


    Unexpectedly, one of them had actually ended up in the hands of Persephone.


    And judging by the divinity that controlled plants, it must have been the one from her mother Demeter.


    The Agriculture Goddess actually gave away her Own Artifact, her mother''s love for her daughter indeed ran deep.


    "It''s not just these that I hold..."


    As if seeing through her friend''s thoughts, Persephone smiled and lightly raised her hand.


    The verdant vines binding the two of them withered in an instant, and the accumulated dense death-energy transformed into dark grey Underworld Serpents, tightening their grip on their limbs even further, with crimson tongues flicking in front of them, exuding a strong scent of blood and death.


    The Agriculture Goddess Demeter, as her mother, had granted her the grace of life, and Hades, the God of the Underworld and her husband, shared with her the authority of the Netherworld.


    Seeds, abundance, the Netherworld, death... These were all within the Queen of the Underworld''s realm of authority.


    Therefore, Persephone, having become the Queen of the Underworld, was no longer the person she once was.


    "Come here."


    The Goddess in the shade beckoned Luo En with a crooked finger, and the Underworld Serpents formed of condensed death-energy dragged him before Persephone, hanging him in the humiliating pose of a "big" letter.


    Persephone walked up, lazily lifting her lotus arm, her pale fingertips sliding inch by inch across Luo En''s face, whispering with a smile.


    "For trespassing the Netherworld, intending to abduct the dead souls, along with kidnapping me, these are all capital offenses. How do you think I should deal with you?"


    "Cough, this is a misunderstanding, I can explain. Why not let me down first?"


    Luo En coughed and twisted his body, trying to regain the initiative.


    A thought struck Luo En, and with a feigned sincerity, he answered half-truthfully and half-falsely.


    "She saved me, raised me, and taught me a lot. She is like a second mother and teacher to me..."


    "A teacher? A mother?"


    However, these words seemed to have touched a raw nerve for Persephone, who muttered darkly, looking somewhat resentfully at Luo En who was hanging before her, and scolded.


    "Once again you''ve been fooled! How many more times will you be deceived?"


    "?"


    Luo En opened his mouth, his face promptly showing a suitable expression of bewilderment.


    Seeing this, Persephone seemed to lose interest, and with a relaxed wave of her right hand, the Underworld Serpents that bound Luo En dispersed into mist.


    "Listen, do not trust that woman!"


    "You mean... Teacher Hecate?"


    "Exactly, everything she does is for her own sake!"


    Persephone hissed through clenched teeth, then extended her cold hands, cradling Luo En''s cheeks, with an indescribable sadness in her eyes.


    "Listen to me, live well, don''t do anything. Whether it''s inevitable fate or random chance, these are things beyond your control. In their eyes, you are just a pawn..."


    "..."


    Luo En''s face still looked confused and naive, but his eyes began to show a hint of sharpness.


    Indeed, it was no accident that Hecate found him.


    Similarly, the never-born Porus, the Revived from Death Zagreus, the Born Again to Die Dionysus... none of these were accidents. They were all Hecate''s choices to challenge inevitable fate with "random possibility."


    More precisely, they were pawns on the chessboard, chips on the gambling table, and with each roll of the dice, they were there to gain the greatest benefit for her in the gamble with fate.


    It was probably because she saw a reflection of her son Zagreus in him that the Queen of the Underworld was so distraught and had such complex emotions towards him.

 Chapter 218 Current Friend Offense? (4.6k)_3

    Perhaps, this is an opportunity...


    Luo En''s heart stirred, and he took the initiative to grasp Persephone''s hand, looking sincerely at the quietly aggrieved Queen of the Underworld as he earnestly spoke.


    "I don''t know why, but when I see you, I feel like I''m seeing my mother."


    "Your mother?"


    "Yes, she was very kind to me, but she passed away a long time ago."


    Luo En nodded in response, then added with a touch of sorrow.


    "I came to the Netherworld this time hoping to see her, but even her soul no longer exists..."


    Upon hearing this, Persephone looked at the youth who had suffered the loss of his kin, her face revealing a deep pity and a hesitant helplessness.


    Only the gods can obliterate a soul.


    Clearly, this child was still entangled in the quarrels of the gods.


    No matter how many times he repeated the cycle, no matter what changes he underwent, he couldn''t shake off the chains and curses of fate, being thrown into the vortex time and again until the "potential" within him was completely eroded.


    At that moment, Luo En touched the mark on his chest named the "Wheel of Hecate" and defended the Goddess of the Nethermoon on his own initiative.


    "I know you mean me no harm, but I think Teacher Hecate is the same. She planted this curse mark on me probably just as a precaution, so I wouldn''t die in an unclear manner like my mother, hoping to somehow safeguard my soul."


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    Persephone snorted coldly, interrupting Luo En''s defense, and gave the "nai?ve" silly child in front of her a fierce glare.


    Just as the garden was about to witness the mother-son recognition, a dead gray radiance cut through the dim skies of the Netherworld, speeding towards the verdant garden.


    "He''s here! Run!"


    Seeing this, Persephone''s expression changed, and she instinctively pushed Luo En behind her.


    At the same time, she casually broke off a golden branch from the garden, thrust it into Luo En''s hands, and solemnly instructed.


    "Take this, follow the river and find Charon, he will take you out of the Netherworld!"


    The poem "The Aeneid" mentioned that while Charon''s main responsibility was to ferry the souls of the deceased, if a living person managed to obtain a golden bough snapped from the garden of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and presented it to the Ferryman of the Underworld River, he could be ordered to transport them in and out of the Netherworld.


    Luo En looked at the [garden golden bough] in his hand, still warm, and at the figure standing before him, who was fully invoking the aura of life to block the deathly atmosphere of the Netherworld, and seemed to understand something.


    Perhaps, the Queen of the Underworld never truly intended to forcibly keep them in the Netherworld.


    What she possessed and showed, was simply a mother''s longing for her deceased son.


    "I will come back!"


    Luo En declared loudly, and upon seeing the figure in front of him tremble visibly, his face broke into a bright and genuine smile.


    "Once the affairs of the world above are settled, I promise I will visit you in the Netherworld! I swear this by the Styx River!"


    "Are you not going yet?"


    The Queen of the Underworld in front frowned sharply, swinging her hand backward.


    Instantly, a gray-black vortex formed beneath their feet, swallowing up Luo En, Tethys, Sisyphus, and Adonis all at once, and in an instant, along with the pulse of the earth, they vanished.

 Chapter 220 The Chief of All Monsters, Demon Ancestor Typhon!

    "Aoow!"


    After a moment, Cerberus, who had come to its senses, let out a joyous howl, its slightly out-of-tune voice carrying an indescribable sense of release. Then, the three-headed hellhound, with black flames of hell flickering all over its body and a fierce look on its face, burst out of Arima Cave and charged straight toward the four individuals.


    As the three-headed dog from hell approached, Luo En grinned at Sisyphus, who was standing nearby. Without waiting for a reaction, he unceremoniously grabbed the old scammer by the neck and threw him far to the other side.


    A soldier for a thousand days, for a moment of use; now was the time for this good brother to shine brightly.


    As the figure arced beautifully through the air, Cerberus''s eyes lit up. It immediately changed direction, howling joyfully as it leaped up high, its three massive jaws opening in succession to snap at the falling Sisyphus.


    "Charon hasn''t gone far, he ran southeast along the riverbank; there''s still a chance."


    "Damn!"


    Hearing that "kind-hearted" reminder, Sisyphus pointed his middle finger backwards in fury, then started frantically summoning the power of the wind god within him. While fleeing toward the banks of the River Styx, he cursed loudly.


    "You disloyal bastard, I curse you to be barren and have a house full of children! Sooner or later, Hades will catch you and throw you into Tartarus to be my cellmate!"


    Luo En ignored the vicious curse, simply smiling as he watched the two figures, one chasing the other, disappearing into the distance. He waved his hand in a leisurely farewell.


    Then, 30 seconds later.


    In a tense atmosphere, the two who had "amicably" parted ways once again met up, looking at each other with embarrassed expressions.


    "Can''t even outrun a pet dog, you''re really pathetic..."


    Luo En stood before Arima Cave, his disdain clear on his face as he looked at Sisyphus being carried in the jaws of Cerberus.


    "How is this my fault? Why didn''t you throw him farther?"


    Sisyphus complacently complained while pointing at the huge dog head that was holding onto his own head, full of grievances.


    "And you call this thing a pet?"


    "What else?"


    Luo En rolled his eyes at Sisyphus, who not only failed to lure the enemy but also got carried back, and then turned to look at Cerberus, who was sitting at the entrance wagging its tail at him. He tentatively beckoned with his hand.


    "Come here."


    "Woof woof!"


    The ferocious hellhound heard the command and immediately let out a gleeful howl. It trotted to Luo En''s side, spitting out Sisyphus and eagerly circling him.


    The scene reminded Luo En of a hunting dog returning a tossed frisbee to its master, eagerly hoping to play again.


    It''s this obedient?


    Luo En was skeptical, carefully extending his hand to pet Cerberus.


    The hellhound let out a pleased howl, rubbing its three heads against Luo En''s leg as it lay down, exposing its belly without any defenses.


    The sight of the notoriously fierce guardian of the Underworld being easily tamed by Luo En left everyone in shock.


    "What''s going on, it''s just a scary look-a-like!"


    Sisyphus grumbled as he climbed up from the ground, his appearance covered in grass and saliva. He glanced at Cerberus, who was sticking out its tongue with a silly expression, feeling an injustice so strong that it couldn''t find an outlet. He promptly imitated Luo En''s actions, reaching out to pet the head of Cerberus on the left.


    However, as that paw landed, the previously docile hellhound instantly bristled, turning its head and snapping its teeth.


    "Woof!"


    The caught-off-guard hellhound, with its hair bristling upon being provoked, bared its teeth and growled as it struggled desperately to break free from the black vines'' restraint.


    However, as the Divine Blood drained away, its resistance grew weaker and weaker.


    "Whoosh!"


    In an instant, a glint of cold light pierced forcefully to the front, and the spear, powerful like a dragon, shattered and scattered the black vines entangling Cerberus, causing the dense green branches and leaves to splatter around and hiss upon contact with nearby rocks, emitting thick white smoke.


    Thetis, who had just inhaled a breath, immediately felt dizzy and quickly warned in a deep voice.


    "Be careful, it''s poisonous!"


    "Ssss~~"


    At the same time, the vine segments that had been torn into hundreds of pieces by the Spear of Nation Creation fell to the ground, and instead of dying, they twisted and writhed, turning into black snakes of all sizes that swarmed toward the four people from behind.


    Luo En rapidly traced Hermes Script with his hand in front of him, and the golden halo behind him turned to the sixth notch, reigniting the Authority of [Flame] purification.


    �� Administer punishment to sins, bring death to life, and bring light to darkness!


    In a moment, a blazing white stream of light washed over, turning the writhing vines on the ground into lifeless ash.


    And beneath this dazzling light, vines hidden in corners like stone walls, crevices, and moss, all screamed like rodents and pulled back into the dark depths of the earth.


    Taking advantage of the retreat of the threats in the darkness, Luo En immediately grabbed Cerberus back and asked urgently.


    "What were those things? Where have you led us to?"


    However, before the listless Cerberus could answer, the pit full of bones trembled violently, and fierce winds mixed with black flames surged out. Winged black snakes, bathed in light and storm, flew out, heading straight for the group.


    Thetis threw out several marine spells in quick succession, Sisyphus stirred the Divine Wind with the power of the wind god, and Adonis invoked plant Divinity, none of which were effective.


    Only Luo En, who bore multiple Divinities, and the Spear of Nation Creation in his hand, could effectively resist the attack of the winged black snakes.


    But as the vibrations in the pit of bones grew more intense, a fierce dragon head with a pitch-black tongue and eyes emitting fire rose slowly. Under the fierce and cruel storm of Divinity, the blood and souls of the people almost solidified.


    The black tongue, the fire-spewing eyes, this was... Typhon''s head!


    The progenitor of a hundred monsters from the legends, whom Zeus supposedly killed, was actually not completely dead!


    "Quick, come in!"


    At the critical moment, a cold and pleasant voice came from just in front of them to the left of the corridor. An inconspicuous piece of stone wall slowly opened a gap wide enough for one person to pass through.


    "Woof!"


    Hearing the call not far away, the originally dispirited Cerberus suddenly perked up, broke free from Luo En''s grasp in an instant, and raced into the stone wall.


    In the face of crisis, Luo En didn''t have time to think further. He immediately pulled Thetis and Adonis and decisively activated [Goat]''s Divine Speed.


    "Let''s go!"


    "A bunch of disloyal jerks, wait for me!"


    Sisyphus, who was left alone, stared at Typhon''s head that had completely emerged from the ground, swallowing hard. He cursed under his breath and followed.


    "Roar!"


    At that moment, an irate roar reverberated through the cave, and a scorching airstream immediately filled the corridor, instantly igniting into a fierce blaze. Massive fiery serpents scattered about, leaving behind charred fragments.


    The quick-reacting Luo En promptly pulled Sisyphus, who was at the entrance, dragging him inside and quickly closed the stone door engraved with secrets, sparing Sisyphus from being burnt to ashes.

 Chapter 221 Typhon, right? Your wife is gone!

    "Buddy, thank you..."


    Having narrowly escaped death, Sisyphus leaned against the stone wall, patting his chest fearfully and sincerely thanked his temporary teammate.


    Although this guy was full of sly tricks and always seemed to want to sell him out.


    But at critical moments, he unexpectedly came through, saving Sisyphus from peril time and time again.


    Not sure whether to consider it a grudge or a favor.


    At this moment, Luo En was too preoccupied to concern himself with Sisyphus'' complicated feelings and stared into the distance at the figure standing in the center of the lava cave, a trace of surprise flitting across his eyes.


    Medusa?


    No, that''s not right!


    Quickly, after a closer inspection, Luo En decisively shook his head, dismissing the thought.


    The half-woman half-snake spectral figure in the cave did not completely match Medusa''s facial and body features, with at most a thirty percent resemblance.


    Specifically, her scales had a higher coverage, her ears were sharp, and she had spotted skin, retaining more snake-like characteristics; rather than a deity, she seemed more like an incomplete divine monster, leaning more toward a cold temperament.


    More importantly, she was not a living being, but a wandering specter.


    Luo En lifted his gaze to the half-human half-snake skeleton in the corner of the cave and, piecing together the legend of Arima Cave, had a rough guess at the identity of this soul before him.


    "Cerberus, you silly child, I told you not to come back again, He will kill you!"


    Accompanied by a soft sigh, the half-woman half-snake specter showed a hint of helpless chagrin in her eyes.


    The three-headed hound of Hell whimpered, drooping its head like a child who had done wrong, looking utterly disheartened.


    "Don''t blame Cerberus, it''s just worried about your safety, a child''s attachment to their mother should not be so harshly criticized."


    Luo En stroked the central head of the three-headed hound of Hell, smiling as he stepped forward to persuade her.


    "Yes, it''s a good child, I never doubted that."


    The half-woman half-snake specter nodded and then sized up the strange visitor in front of her intently, with a flicker of wariness in her eyes.


    "As for you, why do you carry the essence of my three daughters?!"


    "About that..."


    Luo En did not directly answer, instead casting his gaze to a certain spot behind him.


    In an instant, Sisyphus, who was cowering in the corner, started with a jolt, hurriedly pleading with a woebegone expression.


    "Buddy, I know the rules; you don''t hold back when you strike, can I just do it myself this time?"


    As he spoke, he quickly picked up a stone from the ground and whacked the unsuspecting Adonis beside him unconscious, then confidently gestured towards his own head, fervently promising.


    "Don''t worry, we guarantee we haven''t heard anything, not a..."


    "Thump!"


    But before he could finish his sentence, Sisyphus grunted and fell down rigidly.


    Thetis withdrew her arm, which had been crossed behind him, and then skillfully cast seventeen or eighteen spells for suppression, unconsciousness, and binding, speaking indifferently.


    "I was afraid he was faking unconsciousness."


    "Well done!"


    Luo En gave a thumbs-up in approval, and casually pointed to Adonis lying beside them.


    "Don''t forget to top him up too."


    And fortunately in misfortune, although the body of the Mother of Serpents, Echidna, was destroyed, her spirit was luckily preserved.


    Moreover, nourished by the Netherworld''s deathly aura from the depths of Arima Cave, her spirit gradually stabilized, retained its original sentience, and did not fall into an eternal slumber.


    Later, Cerberus, her offspring, sensing the presence of his mother, would often burrow into the depths of Arima Cave to visit Echidna, alleviating the loneliness of the serpent mother.


    With her child''s company, Echidna, now a specter, could find some consolation and continued to stay deep within Arima Cave.


    However, the good times did not last long, and as time passed, strange changes came from below.


    ����Typhon, once cast by Zeus into the abyss, seemed to be showing signs of awakening.


    ����And, He was abnormally longing for life and sustenance.


    Luo En thought of the bloody scene from the corridor earlier and couldn''t help but furrow his brow.


    "So, was He really about to kill Cerberus just now?"


    ```


    For Luo En''s bewilderment, Echidna sneered as usual, "There is no surplus of warmth in the wilderness; for most divine monsters, the weak are food. Moreover, these children possess Typhon''s divinity. He has just shown signs of revival and urgently needs homologous power to replenish..."


    Hearing his mother-in-law''s narration, Luo En roughly understood the true nature of that "father-in-law."


    Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, had at least taken some care of the Gorgon Sisters and other offspring of Typhon, fulfilling the role of a mother, retaining some basic warmth.


    But that Demon Ancestor Typhon, born of destruction, was cruel and brutal, spreading his seed only for the sake of venting and reproduction. He didn''t understand and didn''t care about any offspring or familial love.


    Therefore, Echidna always directly addressed Typhon by his name, never referring to him as her husband.


    Clearly, just like the males in the animal kingdom forcefully mating with females, there was no such thing as affection between them.


    Echidna was rather unlucky��forced to mate with a tyrant, and because of the mess Typhon left behind, she attracted the attention of the Pantheon of Gods in Olympus, ultimately losing her life as well.


    Now, that resurrected King of Monsters had his sights set on his own blood relations, so it was not surprising that Echidna would not show Typhon any kindness.


    "Does that mean you could also become His food?"


    Luo En thought of the pit filled with giant beast carcasses and the dragon head in its early stages and couldn''t help worrying about his mother-in-law before him.


    "I''ve already died once; I''m not afraid to die again," Echidna said with a serene expression, shaking her head. She looked kindly at Cerberus and Luo En in front of her, patiently advising, "As for you, it''s best to leave as soon as possible, and don''t come back. It is not safe here."


    Thinking of the Gorgon Sisters at home, Luo En volunteered, "I can take you with me!"


    "I appreciate the gesture, but it''s no use," Echidna declined Luo En''s kindness once again, explaining helplessly, "After Argos killed me, to be on the safe side, he threw my bones into the Netherworld. Over time, both my body and my spirit have been completely permeated by the deathly aura of the Netherworld. It''s impossible for me to leave this place."


    Luo En smiled slightly, pulling out the Horn of Plenty and a little purple-red vial labeled Elixir of Immortality from his belongings, calmly speaking.


    "But what if I could use the vital force of all things to cleanse your bones and spirit of the deathly aura and use the divine medicine to let you rebuild your body?"


    "...!"


    Echidna was startled, and in her ashen eyes, a flicker of hope was reignited.


    As long as there is hope, no one can refuse the chance for life, and she was no exception.


    Seeing the moved expression on his mother-in-law''s face, Luo En''s lips curled into a pleased smile.


    In the future, the Hungarian mythologist Ka?roly Kere?nyi speculated based on the ornamentation on an ancient vase that Echidna might originally have been the protective deity of viticulture.


    This meant that he, as the God of Wine and Echidna had closely related divinity. It seemed he might have an additional spot for a Lesser Deity.


    More importantly, by winning over the favor of this mother-in-law, the scattered offspring of Typhon around the world could potentially become a force to leverage against Olympus!


    This was a potential power that even Zeus feared, one not to be neglected.


    As thoughts surged, Luo En recalled the Demon Ancestor who had tried to devour them as snacks just before and sneered malevolently.


    Typhon, is it? Well, you''ve just lost your wife!

 Chapter 222 Crown of Thorns, Granting Death a Rebirth

    Several days later, deep within Arima Cave.


    The strong divine aura of the Agriculture God spread like waves, and a milky white radiance imbued with the thick essence of life flowed through the dark and spacious lava cave. It formed tangible streams of light that irrigated towards the golden Wheel behind Luo En.


    The originally short emerald-green grapevine, after being nourished by the Divine Power of Life, visibly grew at a rapid pace, creating a large expanse of dense foliage. It spread through the central and peripheral gaps of the Wheel, extending into the seventh region of Chaos and weaving into a crown made of grape leaves and vines.


    At the same time, a halo of intertwined gold and green light surrounded Luo En. The stone walls and air gradually moistened in the sparkling waves, as drops of rain as white as milk and as fine as hair revivified the somewhat grey dirt. Grapevines, wheat, daffodils, and other green plant saplings miraculously sprouted from the earth.


    The tender green leaves fluttered in the wind, as if celebrating the birth of a new king.


    Success!


    At the same time, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, tucked away the dim Horn of Plenty in his embrace, and satisfied, reached up to touch the grapevine crown above his head.


    ��The Seventh Incarnation, "Crown", a symbol of the authorities "Life" and "Healing".


    Accelerated healing, self-recovery, blood regeneration, limb regeneration��these are just the basic extensions of divinity.


    Beyond this, it is also possible to transfer one''s own and all beings'' vitality to the injured, awakening their life potential.


    With this authority, Luo En felt his physique and vitality ascend to a new level. Theoretically, unless he encountered a deity with the Law of Mutual Conquest or a too-cautious berserker, even if his arms and legs were all severed, he could reattach them, lie down for a while, and continue to bounce around causing mischief.


    Moreover, as his own limit for endurance had seen a monumental increase, his primary reliance��the incarnation of Phanes, The Primordial One��seemed to have entered a new phase.


    For instance, during that event on Cyprus Island, if he encountered Ares''s Divine Incarnation again, he could simultaneously use four powers and easily maintain this state for almost two hours. If he could also eliminate the spear''s sealing attribute, he could utterly defeat the God of Berserkers'' incarnation, making him unrecognizable even to Zeus and Hera.


    If pushed to the limit, using five incarnations simultaneously and entering the state of The Primordial One, he could probably sustain battle for thirty minutes. Even facing the spear head-on might not necessarily overpower him.


    The most extreme scenario would be simultaneously activating six powers, incarnating as Phanes. Based on the endurance of his current body, Luo En estimated he could maintain this for about two to three minutes. With the element of surprise, it would certainly be enough to give Hypnos and The Furies behind him a hard time.


    Just the compatibility of six powers was enough to ensure survival under the Chief God. If he could collect all twelve main gods'' divinity and merge them into one, Luo En estimated he might actually be able to match the King of Olympus in strength.


    If not, at least he''d be on the level of the God of War Athena, the Sea King Poseidon, and Hades, the God of the Underworld.


    But this was not the ultimate fate he could reach.


    If he could break through all barriers, explore broader "Spaces" and "Worlds," gather more divinity and authority to fill that "Blank," and unify the "All" into "One," then what would he ultimately become?


    The King of All Kings, the God of All Gods?


    The "Lord of Hosts" who governs all things and phenomena?


    The grandiose imagination within his mind made Luo En''s heart surge with emotion. Your adventure continues at empire


    However, soon, the skeleton resting in the corner of the lava cave, along with the concerned looks from three figures nearby, pulled him back to reality.


    Alas, unable to handle even an Age of Greek Gods, and he''s dreaming of being the Lord of Hosts?


    A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; better focus on the task at hand.


    Luo En shook his head, dispelling the cluttered thoughts, and stood up from the ground. Under the watchful eyes of Tethys, Cerberus, and Echidna, he approached the pale white skeleton and raised his hand in a hollow grasp.


    "You''re injured..."


    Luo En instinctively reached up to touch, his fingertips brushing against the crown on his head as if punctured by something sharp, bringing a slight pain.


    Seeing this, Thetis quickly gathered moisture from the air and formed a mirror, handing it to Luo En.


    Through the clear reflection, Luo En saw that the crown, which symbolized the vitality of all things, had completely withered. The green grape leaves had all faded, leaving behind only grape vines that had lost moisture and luster, appearing dried up and dark.


    Also, it seemed that because of the excessive use of the Law of Life and the backlash from meddling with death, venomous thorns had sprouted from those withered vines, digging into Luo En''s scalp and leaving behind spots of blood and persistent pain.


    ��Thorns are curses, pains, and no one in the world would willingly wear thorns as a crown;


    ��But if it is the sacrifice needed to save a life, this pain is insignificant.


    A Crown of Thorns, is it?


    Luo En fingered the sharp protrusions on the crown on his head, feeling its sting, and thoughtfully smiled.


    So that''s how it is.


    In the Netherworld filled with death, the blood of a lamb and the suffering of thorns, ultimately break the shackles of fate, nurturing buds of rebirth and miracles.


    Now, the blood of gods flows for you, the pain of gods is endured for you.


    Thus, forgiveness is now, and my incarnation rightly ends this vow here, welcoming rebirth!


    Luo En dispersed the crown, terminating the transmission of Life Authority, and looked up ahead.


    "How are you feeling?"


    "Although my body has regenerated and my functions are entirely normal, there''s still no sign of life."


    The ethereal figure of Echidna in the corner shook her head, looking puzzled and disheartened,


    For some reason, her body appeared lifelike, but it could not operate normally, her own soul unable to enter and resonate with it.


    "That''s because you''re still lacking one ingredient to activate vitality."


    Luo En smiled faintly, handing the Elixir of Immortality he held to Thetis beside him.


    The Ocean Goddess, understanding, stepped forward to help Echidna rise. Then, she pulled out the elixir bottle''s wooden stopper, pouring the purple-red liquid into Echidna''s mouth, and using her authority over fluids, quickly directed the Elixir of Immortality throughout Echidna''s limbs and body.


    A moment later, the covered chest under the white shawl showed distinct signs of breathing; the two peaks slightly trembled as divine blood, along with the rhythm of the heart''s contractions, circulated swiftly.


    "Quick!"


    At Luo En''s prompting, Echidna, filled with excitement, dove into her own body, which radiated vigorous vitality.


    Soon, the Mother of Serpents completed the initial fusion of spirit and flesh, her eyelashes quivering as she slowly opened her eyes.


    The dull colors of the cave, the howling wind by her ears, the murky smell before her nose, and the delicate touch of the silk against her skin...one after the other, various sensations and information flooded back, making Echidna acutely aware of the joy of rebirth.

 Chapter 223 Goddesses Are All Petty

    "Success! We have succeeded!"


    Mother of Serpents leapt from the ground in excitement and rushed toward Luo En. She wanted to convey the excitement and gratitude she felt at that moment.


    However, Thetis, who was supporting Luo En, stepped in between them and blocked the excited Echidna with a cough to remind her.


    "Don''t you think you should put on some clothes first?"


    The coolness on her skin snapped the Mother of Serpents out of her daze. She hastily took the garments offered by the Ocean Goddess and dressed herself, covering the inadvertently revealed charms.


    Although as a member of the Divine Monsters she did not inherently care about the humiliation of nudity, she still wanted to maintain the minimum respect and decorum in front of the deity who had given her a new life.


    Watching as the Echidna shed her half-serpent form and transformed into a human-like appearance, walking towards him, Luo En''s gaze was inevitably drawn to the spectacular undulations beneath her white gown.


    Then, he glanced unintentionally at Thetis who wore the same gown, serving as a point of comparison.


    It had to be said, the differences between those who had borne children and those who had not were indeed striking.


    "Cough, cough!"


    A cough tinged with slight embarrassment interrupted someone''s daydreams. Realizing what was happening, Thetis crossed her arms and her cheeks flushed slightly.


    Feeling guilty, Luo En hastily averted his impolite gaze and turned to speak to Echidna in a gentle voice.


    "How do you feel now?"


    "Very well! Extremely well!"


    The Mother of Serpents said excitedly as she moved her limbs around, the satisfaction clear on her face.


    "Not only does my body feel normal, but it also seems to have gotten even younger."


    Females are born lovers of beauty, and Echidna, despite being a Divine Monster, was no exception. She was extraordinarily pleased with her now more delicate skin and more human-like beauty.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    However, in her excitement, the Mother of Serpents also noticed a small issue.


    "My divinity seems to have decreased a lot, and my strength is not what it used to be."


    "That''s to be expected," Luo En nodded his head and explained earnestly.


    "After such a long period of corrosion by the deathly aura, and the separation of spirit and flesh, even with my abilities, I could not fully restore you to your previous state. To return to your pinnacle, I''m afraid you''ll need some time."


    "I understand that. I still have to thank you for doing so much for me."


    Echidna nodded slightly, her gaze towards Luo En filled with softness and admiration.


    "Now, I believe you really have taken good care of my three daughters. Meeting you was their fortune."


    "You give me too much credit," Luo En responded with a warm smile and took the initiative to invite her.


    "Considering your current condition, I suggest you come back to Athens with me and rest on War God Mountain for a while. Take your time to get accustomed to your body, and after you''ve recovered your previous strength, we can make further plans."


    As he said this, Luo En played the emotional card and sincerely added,


    "Besides, Medusa and the others must be missing you."


    Hearing this, Echidna''s maternal instincts and longing were stirred up, and she immediately nodded, readily accepting Luo En''s suggestion.


    Upon seeing this, Luo En casually took out the Holy Grail, inscribed the defensive charm from Aiaia for sheltering departed souls with divine blood, and shook it towards Adonis.


    "Get in here!"


    The Prince of Cyprus, not suspecting any foul play, hurriedly transformed into a shadow and dived into the Holy Grail to hide.


    "Ah ha, I''m sure you all have other things to take care of, right? I''m off, I won''t bother you!"


    Meanwhile, Sisyphus, unaffected, chuckled while accelerating the power of the wind god within him to its peak and, with both hands protecting the nape of his neck, dashed off into the distance.


    As the whistling of the wind rang by his ears and the bright sunshine warmed his body, Sisyphus, who had run a good distance, was ecstatic to the point of nearly shedding tears.


    Damn it, after trying to escape so many times, I''ve finally made it once!


    At that moment, at the entrance to Arima Cave, Luo En and Thetis exchanged glances and, resigned, lowered their arms.


    He''s quite clever, that old rascal...


    Well, let him go. After all, he didn''t hear any crucial information, and he could serve as a scapegoat to attract the attention of the deities of Hades on their behalf.


    Having decided to let Sisyphus go, Luo En turned back, looking helplessly at Cerberus sitting in the shadow, sticking out its tongue, eyes filled with reluctance.


    As the guard dog of Hades and a perilous offspring of Typhon, it bore the mark of Hades and obviously couldn''t leave with them.


    "Go back first, I''ll come to see you after some time," Luo En said softly, caressing the central head of Cerberus, leaving behind some honey cakes and wine, standing at the cave entrance of Arima with the Mother of Serpents, watching Cerberus look back three steps at a time toward the depths of Hades.


    When the figure of the dog completely vanished into the darkness, Luo En turned to look at the Mother of Serpents beside him.


    "Lady Echidna, I need to attend to some personal matters. If you don''t mind, I''ll have Tethys take you to Athens. I''ll send a message to Medusa and the others to come to pick you up."


    "Okay!"


    Echidna nodded slightly, having no objection to this arrangement.


    As a divine creature revived from death and part of Typhon''s household, she too was wary of bumping into certain Chief Gods of Olympus and dying again.


    However, Tethys, who had been entrusted with this task, hesitated to move, her gaze subtly fixed on the person who gave the order.


    Luo En smiled faintly, habitually throwing out a bargaining chip.


    "Understood, another favor for you!"


    "No deal,"


    However, Tethys shook her head, her face revealing a profoundly teasing smile.


    "Do to Athena what you did to me once."


    "..."


    Looking at the owl feather in his palm and the Ocean Goddess walking away with Echidna, Luo En''s lips twitched in silence.


    Gods, they really can be so petty.


    Meanwhile, at War God Mountain in Athens.


    "Achoo!"


    The pure white owl perched on the ridge of the temple, overlooking all of Athens, felt a sudden chill up its spine for no apparent reason and sneezed forcefully.

 Chapter 224 God of Love, Hes PUA-ing You (4.2k)

    Several days later, on the way to Cyprus Island, Luo En heard some rumors coming from the Kingdom of Corinth.


    Their King and City Builder, Sisyphus, having faced death three times, still returned safely from the Netherworld and was welcomed by his subjects. He was esteemed by the cunning and clever Corinthians as "the most ingenious hero in the Mortal World."


    Now basking in his fame, Sisyphus was throwing a grand banquet at the Royal Palace to celebrate his rebirth. During the feast, he exaggerated stories about how he had cleverly escaped the vigilant guard of the God of Sleep, tricked the ferocious three-headed dog of Hell, cunningly stolen the golden bough from the Queen of the Underworld''s garden, and finally with Ferryman Charon''s help, returned to the Mortal World...


    Being a party of this tale, Luo En didn''t mind Sisyphus hogging all the limelight and hiding Tethys''s and his identity.


    On the contrary, the more the old trickster boasted and sought the spotlight, the more it played into his interests.


    After all, having such a wall as a windbreak to take the hits for him, Luo En could easily deflect any trouble he had caused in the Netherworld, and place all the blame on Sisyphus''s shoulders.


    Even if that old scammer met with disaster, caught by Hecate loitering around, or any other deities of the Netherworld, and was thrown into Tartarus Hell for punishment, Luo En wasn''t scared at all.


    Because, on one hand, he and Tethys were in such good disguises that even Sisyphus couldn''t see through their true identities; on the other hand, they were cautious enough not to leave any direct personal information. They also preferred to knock people out before having secret conversations �� Sisyphus had spent more time unconscious than awake on their journey.


    So even if Sisyphus was caught with a loose tongue, the blame would only follow back to Adonis, naturally assuming they were merely henchmen sent to fish for the Prince of Cyprus.


    Consequently, the blame would then logically shift to Aphrodite.


    The weight of a plant-affiliated deity and a Chief God of Olympus was substantial enough for them to carry the blame.


    Seeing their reaction, Luo En''s mind raced, and his expression shifted slightly.


    "Did something happen to Asclepius?" he asked, though his tone was more assertive than inquisitive.


    Confronted with Luo En''s searching gaze, Medusa, who was not skilled at lying, was the first to give in. She bit her lip and responded in a low voice, "He''s dead, during the time you were away..."


    "How did he die? Give me the details!" Luo En pressed.


    Despite anticipating the outcome from the Gorgon sisters'' reactions, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a sinking in his heart at this unexpected turn of events.


    And as the other side recounted everything that happened to the Medicine God in his absence, Luo En''s expression gradually became unsettled.


    The stubborn fool hadn''t listened to his advice to stop researching and using the Elixir of Immortality.


    Even when all samples of the Elixir were taken and the Blood of Gorgon was critically depleted, he still did not extinguish his passion for medicine; instead, he changed his approach, beginning trials with common herbs to replicate the effects.


    It must be said, the future Medicine God was indeed extraordinarily gifted.


    After continuous trials and effort, although he couldn''t fully replicate Farsh''s Elixir of Immortality, he managed to produce an Imitation Medicine using ordinary herbs, slightly less effective but spectacular nonetheless.


    Basically, as long as the victim had a breath left, this potion could pull them back from the Gates of Hell.


    Although the effects were slightly inferior, this potion could be mass-produced!

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    What''s even more fatal is that Asclepius, who just couldn''t sit still, frequently ventured out, wandering among the various city-states to treat complex and difficult diseases.


    This coming and going inevitably led to the use of the Elixir of Immortality.


    And when Asclepius succeeded in saving the dying fourth son of King Minos, Glaucus, amid a turmoil, such a taboo substance caught the attention of Zeus, the passing Divine King.


    After a conversation, the Great God Zeus became furious with Asclepius''s act of defying the order of life and death, proclaiming that it threatened the "Immortality" only the gods possessed and, thus, summoned a thunderbolt to strike down his own grandson.


    Hearing Medusa''s account, Luo En pressed the bulging veins on his forehead and cursed under his breath.


    This idiot! He must have not been able to keep his mouth shut!


    What does it mean by threatening the "Immortality" that only deities possess? The real elixir of immortality couldn''t even do that, let alone the inferior Imitation Medicine that Asclepius had at the time.


    For Zeus, that old sly bastard, to personally intervene, Asclepius probably didn''t recognize that it was the King of Olympus himself, got too excited in the moment, and blurted out his plan to devise an advanced version of the Elixir of Immortality through the Golden Apple.


    Hearing his ambitious grandson''s vision, how could Zeus sit still? Of course, he immediately sent Asclepius to his demise.


    Luo En thought he had taken the arduous trip to the Netherworld to save the boy''s life, but in the end, he still couldn''t stop him from actively seeking death.


    Such a stubborn temperament, just like his father Apollo!


    With things having come to this point, Luo En rubbed his somewhat sore brow and let out a heavy sigh, then continued to inquire.


    "Then what happened? Did Artemis, Athena, or Hestia intervene?"


    "Yes, after the incident, they went to the Great Temple on Mount Olympus together, hoping to at least save the spirit of Asclepius."


    Medusa nodded in response, her mood growing even more somber.


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    "But, Asclepius''s spirit... it vanished."


    Luo En, upon hearing this, was slightly startled: "Vanished?"


    "You believe Zeus''s lies?"


    "Exactly! It''s clear he made sure that not even Asclepius''s spirit could be saved! That old man is truly cold-blooded!"


    Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but speak up, expressing indignation on behalf of Asclepius, with whom they had a rather good relationship.


    Listening to their complaints, Luo En''s frown deepened gradually.


    Whether according to the original mythological trajectory or based on the current situation, letting Asclepius vanish into thin air and creating a brutal image of himself did not align with Zeus''s interests.


    First to destroy Asclepius''s body in the name of the greater good of the deities, then under the gods'' pleading, to graciously allow his spirit Ascension to become a star, to adorn his sky and Divine Authority, and thereby seizing the power of the healer for himself, was more in line with Zeus''s interests and matched his usual scheming.


    He carried the scent of her beloved.


    Moreover, his successful return from the Netherworld to make accusations here proved that the objective of this risky adventure was mostly likely accomplished.


    But at this moment, Luo En''s face was filled with indignation.


    "Compensation? What can you compensate with! Asclepius was not just a beloved friend to me! He was an elect Lesser Deity summoned for Lady Hestia! Do you think you can afford such a loss?"


    "The God of Stove and Medicine God?" Aphrodite was slightly taken aback with some bewilderment,


    "Food and medicine share a common origin. I had planned to expand Lady Hestia''s sphere of authority through the medical talents of Asclepius. That way, not only could I help a friend, but Lady Hestia might also look at me in a new light! But because of your affair..."


    At this point, Luo En abruptly stopped speaking, then turned away angrily.


    "Forget it, there''s nothing left to say! Our deal is over!"


    "No!"


    Seeing her only lifeline about to leave, Aphrodite quickly grabbed Luo En''s arm, her face pleading.


    "I''ll compensate! I''ll compensate you!"


    Then, the Goddess of Love glanced back at Adonis, who lay unconscious amidst the flowers, steeled her heart and pointed outside, opening her mouth with clenched teeth.


    "I can let you choose one from among my Three Graces to replace Asclepius, becoming a Lesser Deity!"


    "Forget it, Asclepius has just passed, and I haven''t lived long enough yet."


    Luo En shook his head, unmoved, and continued to make his way to leave.


    "All three! From now on, they will follow your commands!"


    Seeing that the man opposite seemed resolved not to wade into this mire, a desperate Aphrodite played all her cards.


    "With the Baptism of the Paphos Sacred Pool and the authority of the Three Graces at your side, I guarantee that even if Hestia''s heart were stone, she would be attracted to you!"


    Luo En, who was heading for the door, finally stopped, turned back grinding his teeth.


    "Fine, I''ll help! I might as well face punishment from His Majesty the King of Gods!"


    With those words, Luo En fiercely took out the Holy Grail and, with a tragic expression, unsealed Adonis''s spirit,


    "No choice, we''re cut from the same cloth..."


    As the transparent and handsome figure of her lover Adonis melded into the body lying amidst the flowers, their spirits and flesh merging to rekindle the spark of life, Aphrodite was completely moved as she looked at the tall and imposing figure at the door, muttering over and over the only words she could think of in that moment.


    "Thank you, thank you..."

 Chapter 225 The Birth of a Succubus

    In the Paphos Sacred Pool, misty vapors swirled and enveloped the air.


    The Goddess Aphrodite, clad in a sheer veil, her head crowned with an intricate diadem, her slender waist barely graspable and cinched with a golden belt, stood lightly at the edge of the pool. She was so divinely beautiful that it defied description, her presence seeming to fill the air with an intoxicating sweetness, clearly having brought her powers of love and beauty to their peak.


    Below her feet, roses burst through the soft stone paths and steps, blooming unrestrained. Petals, as if dyed with divine blood, fell into the swirling waters, causing tiny ripples and haloes on the surface.


    "Splash!"


    As Aphrodite gently raised her hand, the divine liquid of the Sacred Pool receded, revealing the figure at its center who had undergone the complete baptism of the Goddess of Love''s divinity.


    The silver-haired youth''s body was flawless, his form like a gem, his skeleton and muscles perfectly conformed to the golden ratio, without excess or deficiency. His very existence seemed to be an exposition on the meaning of "beauty" to mankind.


    Merely by standing there and observing, the three graceful figures not far away couldn''t help but become intoxicated and parched, their throats involuntarily working in the instinctive reaction of swallowing.


    Up ahead, a slightly unsteady Aphrodite huffed with annoyance.


    "What are you three little flirts doing, standing there in a daze? Continue!"


    The Three Graces, standing aside, snapped out of their reverie, suddenly aware of their own lapse in decorum. Their cheeks flushing, they quickly stepped forward to take over the position from their chief deity, forming a triangular formation at the edge of the circular Sacred Pool. They sang the sacred verses in unison, each holding a rose garland as an offering.


    "Our revered king,


    may all honor your name as holy.


    May your Graces be manifest,


    may your will be done on earth,


    as it is in heaven.


    Our daily sustenance,


    grant to us today (God of Stove).


    Our joyous wine,


    feast us today (God of Wine);


    let us not fall into temptation,


    but deliver us from malice (protective Divine Office).


    May Splendor (Aglaea), Joy (Euphrosyne), Banquet (Thalia), walk with you;


    Wisdom, Might, Love, be with you;


    Kingdom, Authority, Glory, all belong to you.


    After all, Asclepius, who died at the hand of Zeus, didn''t even have his spirit left.


    "Why not visit Sicily? The scenery is beautiful, and it''s free of disturbances, making for a decent vacation paradise."


    Luo En stood up and walked out of the Sacred Pool, took out a sea chart, and sincerely suggested.


    He remembered that Sicily, which he had passed by during the Sea of Okeanos hunting party held by Athena, Artemis, Apollo, and Hestia, had a relatively primitive ecology and had not yet developed sophisticated human civilization. It was mostly inhabited by Giants, making it suitable for a reclusive hunting lifestyle. This would be a good haven for Aphrodite and Adonis.


    Aphrodite nodded her head, gratefully accepted the sea chart, and then turned her attention to The Three Graces nearby, entrusting them with great seriousness.


    "Then after this, you''ll have to take good care of them."


    "Don''t worry! As long as I am here, I will absolutely not let anyone lay a finger on them!"


    Luo En earnestly responded, making a firm promise.


    The Three Graces nearby, hearing those sincere words, couldn''t help but feel an upswell of goodwill, and the anxiety about the replacement of the Chief God gradually washed away.


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    However, they failed to notice the fleeting and subtle exchange of glances between Aphrodite and Luo En during their interaction.


    To tell the truth, The Three Graces had already been too deeply involved in these consecutive PY transactions, knowing too much.


    Whether it was the affair between Aphrodite and Adonis, the creation of the Elixir of Immortality and the death of the Medicine God, or Luo En''s secret incursion into the Netherworld at the request of the God of Love...


    Any of these matters, if leaked, would be enough to get "chief culprit" Aphrodite in serious trouble.


    Thus, the God of Love was not only concerned about the welfare of the three Lesser Deities but also worried whether they might betray her.


    To this, Luo En also gave his assurance in person��he would not let anyone harm The Three Graces.


    Because, The Three Graces was not just the wool he had painstakingly sheared, they were also the evidence of his illicit dealings with Aphrodite.


    If anything happened to these three, neither he nor Aphrodite could escape the blame.


    However, there was a silver lining; from now on, he and the God of Love could be considered accomplices in a way.


    In a time of need, this relationship might prove useful.


    After a brief conversation that dispelled any lingering doubts, an unsettled Aphrodite did not linger too long and, determined, took Adonis, who had awakened, boarded the swan chariot, and headed for Sicily.


    Watching the glimmering chariot disappear into the horizon, Luo En murmured to himself.


    The God of Love and her young lover are heading for Sicily; who knows how long they''ll hide out.


    Come to think of it, they might even give rise to the ancestors of the Romans prematurely.

 Chapter 226 The Summoning of the Holy Grail (Seeking Votes at the Beginning of the Month)

    Several days later, War God Mountain.


    A streak of purple light took advantage of the thick night, silently flying out of the mountain shrouded in starlight, descending into a dense forest on the outskirts of City of Athens.


    "Luo En!"


    With a shout full of joy, the tall, purple-haired beauty had scarcely touched the ground when she rushed excitedly towards the figure by the fire that she had longed for day and night.


    Luo En smiled and opened his arms, giving Medusa a big hug as he whispered softly into her ear, "Yeah, I''m back...."


    A moment later, Medusa, having savored enough time in that warm embrace, reluctantly got up and, taking Luo En''s arm, took the initiative to speak.


    "Come on, I''ll take you back now, everyone misses you."


    "Not so fast, tell me first about what has happened during this time."No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Luo En then sat by the fire with the arriving Medusa and inquired about the recent situation in Athens.


    Facing the inquiry of a close acquaintance, Medusa, who had still retained her simplistic nature, spared no details in her response.


    And with this lesser deity of Athena as an informant, Luo En quickly got a hold of some of the changes within the City of Athens.


    Firstly, with his relentless efforts, the Goddess of Memory was finally persuaded to leave Mount Helicon with the Nine Muses and come to Athens, where under the arrangement of Goddess Athena, they joined in the organization of the Athenian library, providing a wealth of useful books that greatly promoted the educational work of the Academy of Athens;


    In the meantime, the Goddess of Justice, who was responsible for compiling the Codex, would often pop in to discuss with Goddess Mnemosyne how to articulate the laws strictly, to plug all loopholes that might breach fairness; thus, the legal construction proceeded in an ordered fashion;


    Following that, with the arrival of Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, Stheno and Euryale who were under restraint also became good children, not daring to create trouble lightly;


    And Tethys, the Ocean Goddess who accompanied them, was ceremoniously entertained by Athena, and they would frequently be seen laughing and touring War God Mountain and the City of Athens together, close as sisters;


    Lastly, there was Circe. Because Hecate had chosen to have her forgotten, this Great Witch from Aiaia Island simply settled down in Athens and was recently enthusiastically learning to cook under the mentorship of Hestia, the Goddess of Stove. Due to shared interests, they would often gather to experiment with recipes, mentioning they had a surprise waiting for a certain someone upon his return. Although there were occasional explosions in the kitchen due to some inappropriate additions to the pot, the overall situation remained stable, enriching the culinary culture of the City of Athens, directly or indirectly;


    What kind of ingredients can make a kitchen explode? You guys aren''t cooking, you''re practicing alchemy, right?


    As Luo En listened, he inwardly rolled his eyes and felt a sense of relief that he hadn''t plunged headfirst into War God Mountain.


    All these goddesses gathered together, could act one better than the next, so while on the surface they appeared harmonious, they were like a pile of gas cans, guaranteed to ignite at the slightest spark.


    Unfortunately, Luo En reckoned that he was very likely to be that spark.


    No sooner had he finished messing around with the Gorgon Sisters than he''d brought back a whole bunch of ambiguously related women.


    One false move, and he might well be torn to pieces by those tigresses.


    Therefore, to avoid being troubled by those women, Luo En had wisely decided not to enter the city directly, but rather to lure out Medusa, who was easiest to handle, get a clear picture of the situation, and then consider his next move.


    "Speaking of which, how''s Medea doing?"


    "It seems she has joined the Academy of Athens and is systematically studying culture and magic. The Centaur Sage Chiron has given her high praise, and it looks like he plans to offer her a teaching position immediately after graduation."


    Medusa replied truthfully, proudly raising her head as if to take credit.


    "Be full, be full, be full, be full.


    Cyclically return, the next being five.


    Heaven send winds to wall it off.


    The doors open in all directions yet are all closed off.


    From the Crown,


    wander in the cycle back and forth on the forked road to the Kingdom."


    The purple-red liquid seeped into the earth, flowing on its own, sketching the base of a circular array, with Holy Words intertwined and branded within.


    "I declare��


    Hear my command, my fate is with thee.


    Answer the call of the Holy Grail, if willing to follow this will, this rationale, then respond.


    I swear herein:


    I shall achieve all benevolent deeds in the world,


    I shall vanquish all malevolent deeds in the world,


    Thou art but the lamb imprisoned in raging shackles,


    I am the one who wields the chains.


    Entrust in me, learn from me, heed me,


    �� serve the light as a spirit!"


    With a dignified and solemn chant, the last drop of divine liquid fell onto the magic array on the ground, activating the entire foundation.


    In an instant, a streak of blazing white light shot into the sky, with the fierce Aether Tide around it whipping up the surrounding dust.


    In the midst of the light column, a blurry figure, after absorbing the divine liquid spilled from the Holy Grail, gradually became clear, materializing from the immaterial.


    "What''s happened to me...?"


    In a murmured whisper, a young man dressed in a black physician''s outfit, with silver long hair and a somber demeanor, stood within the fading magic array, looking around bewilderedly, finally fixing his gaze on the man in front of him holding an ornate golden cup.


    "You..."


    "What ''you''? Bloody hell, I''ve saved your life again!"


    Before he could finish speaking, the figure in front of him interrupted the young man''s mumble with curses, looking utterly drained as he gestured forward.


    "Asclepius, come and give me a hand already!"


    In an instant, that name seemed to awaken the dormant memories in his mind, and the silver-haired young man immediately shook off his confused state, stepping out of the magic array to help his savior sit down at his side.

 Chapter 227 Its My Familys Turn to Take the Blame This Year (4.1k)

    In the charred depths of the pit.


    Asclepius, recovering from chaos and shock, lifted his pale hands and touched his familiar cheeks, feeling the normal warmth and the flow of blood and vitality beneath his skin. A scholar''s curiosity arose, and he couldn''t help but marvel.


    "I''m actually still alive?"


    "More precisely, revived from death."


    Next to him, the pale-faced Luo En glanced at his troublesome great-nephew and narrated the events with annoyance.


    Facing the thunderbolt of Zeus, not only could Asclepius, a demigod, not survive, even Luo En himself would have been blasted into heroic fragments had he been there.


    Thus, there was absolutely no way that Asclepius could have survived then; his body was genuinely destroyed by the divine might of the thunderbolt.


    And not even ashes were left.


    But, as Luo En thought, His Majesty the King of Gods did not intend to let Asclepius''s spirit vanish into smoke as well, not wishing to craft an image of himself as brutally murderous to outsiders.


    His initial plan was to destroy Asclepius''s body in the name of the divine righteousness to serve as a warning to others and preserve the authority of the gods. Then, amid the pleas of other deities, he planned to step down gracefully, elevating Asclepius''s spirit to the stars, adorning his own divine realm, and thereby seizing control of the healer''s power completely.


    The first half of the plan went smoothly, but the latter half encountered a severe deviation.


    Zeus destroyed Asclepius''s body and was about to imprison his grandson''s spirit when he discovered that Asclepius''s spirit��was gone!


    Whether it was observing the scene firsthand or seeking verification from the Three Fates, he reached the same conclusion.


    In fact, all credit belongs to Luo En.


    Out of precaution, before departing, he had transformed his divine blood into fine wine, given it to Asclepius to drink, and contracted with his spirit through a holy word, preparing for a final safeguard before causing trouble in the Netherworld.


    As luck would have it, the bad proved effective.


    "These days, being dead is much easier than being alive."


    Suddenly, the Medicine God paused, a hint of mischief reappearing on his face.


    "Besides, opportunities to trip up His Majesty the King of Gods aren''t frequent..."


    Hearing Asclepius''s meaningful answer, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Not bad at all, truly fitting of being that obstinate Apollo''s offspring, naturally heavy on rebelliousness.


    And having just been tricked by his own grandfather Zeus, with his original body blasted to nothing, it was impossible for Asclepius not to harbor some resentment.


    "That said, I feel quite strange now."


    At that moment, Asclepius scrutinized his current shell repeatedly, the slight surreal feeling causing him to frown.


    "It doesn''t quite feel like a dead person, nor does it feel like a living one, and my body''s agility and coordination are also a bit off..."


    "Did you expect me to have such immense powers as to completely restore your former body?"


    Luo En gave Asclepius a look, coldly snorting in irritation.


    "What I used was my divine blood combined with the power of creation to mold a shell for you, at best a temporary container for your soul, just making do is good enough."


    Asclepius bouncing around was partly thanks to the protective and hidden holy covenant he had before setting off, and partly thanks to Luo En himself obtaining the power of creation from Persephone, Queen of the Underworld.


    Otherwise, even if that great nephew''s spirit had been retrieved, he would have just been a lost soul.


    "Here, drink this first, to deepen the fusion of body and spirit."


    As he spoke, Luo En pulled out a bottle of Elixir of Immortality from the magic array and tossed it to Asclepius.

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    Asclepius took the Elixir of Immortality, drank it in one gulp, and the unreal feeling on his body slightly subsided.


    Watching his great-nephew gradually regain the vitality of the living, Luo En continued to speak.


    "Moreover, the sacred pact that remains in your soul can help you avoid Zeus and The Three Fates'' pursuit temporarily. If you don''t want to be captured by Zeus and turned into his slave, you will need to regularly drink the divine wine I brew to maintain the operation of the sacred pact and the vitality of your body," Luo En added.


    "Is there no other way?"


    "Not for now."


    Luo En shook his head and waved his hand dismissively.


    "Enough, don''t ask so much. It''s already good enough that you''re safe from Zeus," he said.


    Asclepius looked at the wound in Luo En''s palm that had not yet healed and hesitated to speak.


    He obviously knew what the so-called divine wine was made of.


    The blood of deities is the source of divine power, and excessive loss is a significant burden on oneself.


    Having been saved by the man before him twice already, Asclepius, who usually didn''t care much about such debts of gratitude, still did not want to owe him too much.


    Of course, Luo En was not exactly a great benefactor; he did not have the noble quality of giving without expecting anything in return.


    However, Asclepius, who had just escaped death and was penniless except for his medical skills, really had nothing to offer at the moment.


    The payment for this hiring would have to come from someone else.


    Luo En stood up, brushing off the dust and grass from his clothes, and looked toward a city-state in the north with a subtle smile on his face.


    "Come on, let''s go to Thessaly."


    Asclepius was taken aback at these words, then he understood and scoffed while shaking his head.


    "To see him? No way!"


    "After all, he is your father. Your aunt dared not tell him about your situation before, now that the dust has settled, whether you''re dead or alive, he should know, right?"


    "And what difference does it make if he knows? Does he dare to seek revenge against His Majesty the King of Gods for me?"


    "Perhaps not!"


    Luo En smiled, giving Asclepius a meaningful look as he faced his skeptical expression.


    "Let''s make a bet. If he doesn''t have the courage, you win. I''ll beat him up for you, and from then on, I''ll stay out of your father-son issues. On the other hand, if he dares to seek revenge from Zeus for you, you lose..."


    A dutiful son seemed quite tempted: "Sounds good, and then?"


    "Forget about your so-called [Elixir of Immortality] and focus on creating the [elixir of immortality] for me. I''ll provide the materials!"


    The moment Luo En said this, Asclepius''s expression instantly became agitated, his gaze burning intensely.


    "Do you have a source for the [Golden Apple]?"


    "I didn''t before, but it seems like I might have a lead now."


    Seeing his brother-in-law''s reaction so charged, Luo En coughed dryly, attempting to ease the atmosphere.


    "Ahem, actually, I came here with no ill intentions, just to visit you, and also to convey thanks on behalf of the Goddess Mnemosyne, for your leniency towards the Nine Muses."


    Because of Artemis''s mediation, Apollo had not pursued the lesser deity''s betrayal, had agreed to the Nine Muses'' disloyal requests, and even wrote to Mnemosyne, making a promise of reconciliation.


    With that, the previous conflicts between them were completely turned over.


    It was for this reason that Mnemosyne dared to leave the Temple of Memory and brought the Nine Muses as guests to War God Mountain.


    However, after hearing Luo En''s voluntarily expressed "goodwill," Apollo''s face turned livid, marked by humiliation and sorrow.


    "Enough! I''ve already let them go to you, what more do you want? How long will you continue to humiliate me?"


    "Huh?"


    Looking at the God of Light in front of him, gnashing his teeth as if greatly wronged, Luo En was filled with question marks.


    Just as the atmosphere started to freeze, a burly figure galloped across the grassland on a warhorse, riding towards the slope in front of them, and called out to Apollo with a bright smile.


    "Do you have a guest? Just in time to let me entertain them."


    "Admetos, what are you doing here! Go back!"


    However, seeing his friend arrive, the God of Light acted as if facing a great enemy, blocking him and looking warily at Luo En.


    Watching the King of Thessaly retreat to a shaded area, Luo En spread his hands, looking very innocent.


    "I mean, during the Gigantes'' rebellion, I also lent a hand to the people of Thessaly. All I''m doing is saying a word, is that worth all this defense?"


    "Helping?"


    Apollo''s face darkened even more, and he asked through clenched teeth.


    "Are you referring to the time you had my sister send a poison snake on his wedding day to kill him?!"


    "Huh?"


    Luo En, hearing this utterly nonsensical accusation fall on him, looked bewildered.


    "What are you talking about?"


    "Still want to argue? Fine, let me help you remember!"


    As the God of Light took a deep breath, summarizing his previous ordeal in a few words, Luo En started to sweat slightly on his forehead.


    Not long ago, the King of Thessaly, Apollo''s close friend, forgot to sacrifice to the moon and Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt, during his wedding ceremony, which incited the Goddess''s wrath to send a snake to disrupt the bridal chamber, but Apollo arrived just in time to save him. He was later deemed doomed by the gods.


    Apollo found his sister and beseeched her, and thus his friend''s soul was retrieved.


    And the price was, reconciliation with the Nine Muses. Your adventure continues at empire


    At this moment, with a mix of old grievances and fresh wounds, Apollo looked at Luo En, his gaze filled with sorrow and resolution.


    "Say whatever else you want! Just don''t make it hard on my friends! And don''t threaten me using my sister!"


    Luo En:...

 Chapter 228 Apollo, you dont want to either… (3.8k)

    "Admetos, you go back first. I have private matters to discuss!"


    Continue reading at empire


    Seeing his friend stop him with a stern tone once more, the hospitable and enthusiastic King Thessaly''s expression stiffened, then he nodded lightly, maintaining a faint smile as usual.


    "Alright, you two chat first. I''ll go to the city and prepare some wine and dishes to entertain the guests."


    Saying so, he casually led a warhorse that was grazing under the shade of the trees, swiftly mounted it, and then, grabbing the reins, he galloped towards the distant Royal City of Thessaly.


    Luo En watched the other''s gesture of unconsciously gripping the bronze sword at his waist during the ride and couldn''t help but smile wryly.


    Was this preparing wine and dishes to entertain? It clearly seemed more like running back to call someone to chop him up, right?


    However, shortly after, he looked toward the figure riding like the wind, speeding back to call for reinforcements, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.


    Knowing the danger yet daring to stand up for a friend showed quite a bit of loyalty, a character trait rare in the Age of Greek Gods. It was no wonder someone as proud as Apollo held him in such high esteem, willing to lower himself for him.


    If he remembered correctly, it was also because of this "anthropomorphic" character trait that King Admetos of Thessaly, who later participated in the epic quests of the [Argonaut Expedition] and the [Calydonian Hunt], became one of the few Greek heroes who met a good end. Moreover, because of his deep friendship with the hero Hercules, he indirectly saved both his own life and that of his beloved wife.


    ��At the time, Apollo, having completed his service, regained his divine status. Using the Authority of the God of Prophecy, he foresaw the upcoming death of his friend Admetos. Hence, he proceeded to the Temple of Fate, making a great effort to persuade The Three Fates to extend his life; however, the condition was that someone else must willingly die in his place. His wife, Alcestis, volunteered to sacrifice herself, taking her husband''s place in death.


    ��While preparing the funeral for his beloved wife, Hercules happened to visit. Not wishing to neglect his friend, Admetos still opened his home and thoughtfully entertained the hero.


    ��Hercules initially knew nothing of this until he saw all the servants in the Royal Palace looking sad; after inquiring, he understood that his friend was entertaining him amidst grief.


    Tsk, tsk, coming here not only meant carrying the blame for her little Moon at home but also helped mend her relationship with her brother, which seemed a bit of a loss for her.


    ��So, Lady Artemis, what do you plan to do to compensate me?


    As fanciful scenarios briefly passed through his mind, Luo En instantly became serious, his face showing a trace of sorrow as he slowly spoke to his brother-in-law.


    "Actually, I came here not with any other intention but to bring unfortunate news."


    "What tricks are you trying to play now? Don''t think that having my sister..."


    "Asclepius is dead."


    "!"


    The sudden news shocked Apollo, leaving him utterly astonished.


    "What did you say?!"


    "Your son Asclepius, he''s dead," Luo En answered gravely, then sighed deeply and added somberly, "He was killed by Lord Zeus himself during your detention..."


    Thereafter, Luo En outlined how Asclepius had developed the Elixir of Immortality and was consequently struck down by the Divine King Zeus with a Thunderbolt.


    "Zeus!!!"


    Apollo''s chilling voice emerged word by word through his clenched teeth, his handsome face gradually distorting with uncontrollable rage.

 Chapter 228 Apollo, you dont want to either… (3.8k)_2

    After that, he threw down the shepherd''s whip in his hand and buried his head as he rushed out of the meadow.


    "Stop!"


    Luo En rushed forward, grabbed the furious Apollo, and blocked his mouth that wanted to curse.


    "I risked coming here to tell you all this because I thought you, as the father of Asclepius and the brother of Artemis, had the right to know the answer. It''s not so you can rashly seek your own death!"


    Due to his own stubborn nature, Apollo struggled fiercely, unable to contain his anger.


    "Get out of the way!"


    "No!"


    Luo En firmly held his brother-in-law in place and warned with a cold huff.


    "I don''t care about your life or death, but if you, during your punishment, remain unrepentant and thus offend His Majesty the King of Gods, what will you do about your mother, your sister?"


    "..."


    Hearing "sister" and "mother," the enraged Apollo finally regained his senses, the color drained from his eyes, and his body gradually stopped struggling.


    However, his face had already lost its former spirit, like a noble son who had fallen from the clouds to become a mere street vagabond, bullied by everyone, despondently squatting on the ground and muttering sadly.


    "It''s me, I dragged him into this..."


    Luo En bent down and sat beside him, patting Apollo''s shoulder with a sympathetic face, saying nothing.


    However, his heart was rejoicing.


    That''s right, that''s right, keep thinking that way!


    Zeus was just giving you a warning through the death of Asclepius.


    After all, this event just happened as you are about to be released from punishment.


    While a certain scheming brother-in-law was continuously fueling his brother-in-law''s fire, a breeze picked up around them, causing the grass and leaves nearby to rustle.


    Tsk, I was only playing around a bit, and here you are, unable to sit still, still claiming you don''t care...


    Upon hearing that predetermined frequency, Luo En mockingly thought, then changed his expression to a more tactful one.


    "Actually, you don''t have to be too sad about Asclepius''s affair; nor should you harbor thoughts of revenge against His Majesty the King of Gods..."


    Everything else was unimportant.


    Watching Apollo''s complexion gradually improving, Luo En''s gaze flickered, he reminded in a low voice.


    "He is already dead by the hand of His Majesty the King of Gods. If someone discovers that he is still alive, you should know the consequences..."


    "Understood!"


    Upon hearing this, Apollo''s heart chilled, and he nodded repeatedly.


    However, at the same time, doubts inevitably arose in his mind, needing answers from the other party.


    "How would you know about Asclepius..."


    "It was your sister..."


    Luo En glanced at Apollo, his eyes deep with meaning.


    "Ever since you killed Pan and caused great trouble, getting exiled by His Majesty the King of Gods to Thessaly afterwards, Artemis has been worried about your stubborn temperament, expecting you''d run into major trouble soon!"


    So, she specifically commissioned me and the Nine Muses to visit you, to prevent you from bringing calamity upon yourself. Unexpectedly, not only did you take it ungraciously, you continued as you were, transferring the resentment of being punished by His Majesty Zeus and attacked by the Gigantes onto others, causing the Nine Muses to leave angrily, unwilling to serve as your Lesser Deities anymore;


    Thus, as your sister, Artemis had no choice but to clean up your mess. She first negotiated through me and the Goddess of Memory to stabilize the Nine Muses, minimizing the impact of this incident. Then she rushed to Thessaly.


    ��She knew your temperament, you would never bow your head easily even if you knew you were wrong. Therefore, she spared no effort to play the villain, using the death of the King of Thessaly to force you to agree, hoping to temper your arrogance and character, to prevent you from making bigger mistakes during your downfall.


    But after all the calculations, you still showed no signs of repentance, bringing trouble that continually involved Asclepius..."


    At this point, Luo En changed his tone, speaking with a bit of relief.


    "It''s also fortunate that Artemis was considerate, fearing that your temperament would sooner or later lead to major errors, so she had me look out for Asclepius more during your time of service. Otherwise today, you really would only be lighting incense and piling up a burial mound for your beloved son."


    After hearing this third-party recount from Luo En, Apollo''s handsome cheeks gradually turned red with shame, even beginning to feel quite disgraced.


    To aid and educate her younger brother, sister Artemis truly suffered greatly.


    And yet, he repeatedly put her in difficult positions.


    Even harboring grievances against her due to his good friend Admetos''s affair.


    I am such a jerk!


    Seeing the proud young brother-in-law fiercely slapping his own face in guilt, Luo En knew that the good character card he had sent on behalf of Artemis was now unshakeable, the minor rift between siblings completely healed, their affection now stronger than before.

 Chapter 229 Zeus: Slander! They slander me! (2.6k)

    Of course, the reason why the whitewashing went so smoothly was all due to Apollo''s inherent full trust in his own sister.


    And all Luo En had to do was give a little artistic touch to the things Artemis had done, label them with "well-intentioned," and Apollo would naturally assume.


    ����My sister must have her profound reasons for doing this!


    ����Even if she uses my friend to threaten me, it''s for my own good!


    ����All the fault lies with me! Stay connected with empire


    On the other hand, if Luo En himself were the main target to be whitewashed, trying to convince Apollo, that stubborn mule, would probably be harder than ascending to heaven.


    After all, this little brother-in-law was highly vigilant and hostile towards him, and any praise about him was likely to be taken with a grain of doubt and pondered over many times.


    Therefore, a straightforward attempt to curry favor was doomed to fail.


    Once a "noble and just" image was established for Artemis, Luo En, as the executor, would also be indirectly whitewashed, no matter his actions or motives.


    "Listen, although I managed to save Asclepius by chance, this matter is no trivial issue, and the fewer people involved, the better, especially your sister. I do not want her to get involved as well. So I will take full responsibility for the safety of Asclepius from now on!"


    "Hmm..."


    Apollo nodded slightly, then looked at the face he used to loathe and reject. After hesitating for a long time, he finally clenched his teeth and murmured,


    "Thank, thank you..."


    Having said that, the God of Light seemed to have broken through some shackle in his heart, and his gloomy mood suddenly lifted a great deal. The figure before him, which he once found so detestable, now seemed much more pleasant to look at.


    Being so kind to his sister, willing to take risks repeatedly for a word from her, even daring to defy Zeus''s command��how bad could such a person be?


    ����In the past, it was mostly likely a misunderstanding on my part.


    At this moment, Luo En still wore an indifferent expression in response to Apollo''s expression of gratitude.


    "It''s not for you; it''s for Lady Artemis. She has helped me a lot. And that kid, Asclepius, is to my liking as well."


    "Yes, I know, one thing at a time."


    Apollo nodded slightly, his face betraying nothing, but his gaze towards Luo En across from him became gentler.


    Upon closer inspection, this guy seemed a straightforward and upright person, perhaps not so distasteful after all...


    Unconsciously, Apollo''s opinion of someone was gradually changing.


    "Alright, that''s enough talk. Stay here and serve your sentence, and don''t do anything rash before your labor in Thessaly is over."


    Luo En said as he got up from the ground, preparing to leave.


    However, before he had taken a few steps, he felt a wave of dizziness and nearly collapsed.


    Apollo instinctively reached out his hand, grabbing Luo En''s arm, steadying the man who had been his adversary once upon a time.


    But as soon as their bodies made contact, the God of Light''s complexion changed slightly.


    The fact that this item returned to Apollo''s hands, Luo En guessed, was probably because after the Gigantes rose up in rebellion, Artemis, worried about Apollo who had just had a fallout with the Nine Muses, brought the Sun Chariot back to its rightful owner while coming to Thessaly to discipline her brother, as a precaution.


    Luo En shook his head, righteously refusing.


    "This is yours, I can''t take it!"


    "From now on, it''s yours," Apollo retorted with a cold snort, seriously adding, "You have risked yourself to save Asclepius, I won''t let you be troubled by that, and I don''t want to owe you any more favors."


    Then, the God of Light calmly explained, "The Sun, aside from its destructive power, also has the characteristic of shining over the earth, able to promote the emergence of vitality in all things. Absorbing this divine power might compensate for the loss of your divinity and vitality, helping you to recover more quickly."


    Luo En timely expressed a trace of concern, "What about you then?"


    "This item''s properties overlap with those of Light, I don''t need it for now. Besides, my servitude in Thessaly is almost over, who would dare touch me? It hasn''t come to the point where I need a lesser deity worrying about me!"


    With that said, Apollo waved his hand impatiently.


    "Take it if I tell you to, from now on, we are even!"


    Seeing that resolute and proud figure, Luo En had no choice but to nod, acknowledging this "fair and just" transaction, and he once again made a solemn promise.


    "Don''t worry, I will absolutely protect Asclepius!"


    "Aren''t you leaving yet? The reinforcements from King Admetos are about to arrive!"


    Apollo, seeing Luo En still standing there, couldn''t help but raise his eyebrow and snort coldly, pointing at the dust clouds rising in the distance.


    To prevent the misunderstanding from escalating, Luo En had to turn and walk towards the mountain path.


    And just as his figure was about to disappear into the thick shadows of the forest, he seemed to remember something, stopped in his tracks, turned around, and earnestly looked at Apollo standing still.


    "One last thing, I need to make clear to you, that rebellion of the Gigantes had nothing to do with me."


    "Uh-huh, I know..."


    Apollo nodded, his tone flat, quietly watching Luo En''s figure vanish into the dense woods.


    At that time, with the sound of thundering hoofbeats, King Admetos of Thessaly arrived at the scene leading his Divine Blood Guard, his aura teeming with a menacing killing intent.


    "Where did that guy go? Where is he?"


    "I''m fine, that one isn''t an enemy, we just had some misunderstandings, that''s all," Apollo said, slightly raising his hand to calm his friend who was ready to pursue.


    Realizing it was a false alarm, King Admetos breathed a sigh of relief, "That''s good. Come, let''s return to the city. I don''t want to think about these unhappy things today; let''s get drunk."


    Apollo nodded, and then his eyes flickered listlessly as he spoke.


    "By the way, it''s been quite a while since I''ve seen my uncle. Can we invite him along as well?"


    "Of course, my friend!"


    The hospitable King of Thessaly waved his hand grandly and several Divine Blood Guards stepped forward, carrying the command to invite the middle-aged slave fishing by the sea, known as "Neptune."


    As Apollo watched the messengers disappear from view, he lowered his head; a deep shadow of gloom and fierceness emerged in his eyes.


    If his father could be so heartless, then don''t blame a son for showing filial respect in his own way!

 Chapter 230 Luo En, You Have Today Too! (3k)

    Meanwhile, in the dense forests of the distant mountains of Thessaly.


    Two figures stood behind the lush bushes, watching the large troops depart down the hillside, and then subsequently emerged from the thick shade.


    "It seems I have won," Asclepius said calmly, his eyes flickering with a complex emotion that was hard to ascertain as either disappointment or satisfaction.


    "Hey, if it wasn''t for you constantly signaling, making me reveal the truth that you are still alive, he might be on his way to clash with your grandfather by fire by now. Isn''t the result clear enough?" Luo En rolled his eyes and retorted with a light snort, "I should be the one who won this round!"


    "The result was him going to a banquet, not seeking revenge," Asclepius reiterated emotionlessly, stubbornly denying the paternal love Apollo had shown before.


    Indeed, he very much wanted to obtain the "Golden Apple" and advance the research concerning the "elixir of immortality."


    But he did not wish to let go of his grievances and face or accept that person.


    "A banquet? Perhaps," Luo En laughed, reminding him meaningfully, "What we see isn''t necessarily the truth. Don''t be so quick to conclude; the outcome of our competition remains unknown..."


    Asclepius slightly furrowed his brow, his gaze towards the Royal City of Thessaly became more worried, clearly understanding the implied meaning.


    "Enough about that," Luo En stretched out languidly and proposed with a smile, "Since neither of us can convince the other, why not postpone the bet and observe the changes to decide the winner later?"


    "That sounds good..." Asclepius nodded, choosing not to dwell further on this issue. He turned to Luo En and changed the subject, "So, where do we go next?"


    "Let''s make a trip to Arcadia first; I have some personal matters to discuss with Lady Artemis," Luo En paused, then pulled out the Holy Grail and glanced at Asclepius, "For safety, you better come inside."


    "Maintain spiritualization again?" Asclepius frowned slightly, somewhat unwillingly.


    "No way around it, it''s too crowded out here. If someone recognizes you, I can''t possibly silence them all, right? And maintaining your embodied form is also draining for me. If we encounter any troublesome figures on the road, it might end up costing both our lives..." Luo En spoke earnestly, sincerely explaining the pros and cons to his companion.


    Asclepius looked exasperated and dryly remarked, "Both our lives usually describes a pregnant woman and her baby."


    "Haha, close enough," Luo En laughed off, then lifted the Holy Grail again, signaling to Asclepius.


    In the end, Asclepius had no choice but to consider the "greater good" mentioned by someone. He relinquished his embodied form, turned into a stream of light, and dove into the Holy Grail to begin hibernation, reducing the impact and exhaustion on Luo En.


    Seeing his great-nephew so understanding and considerate, Luo En''s eyes showed approval, and then he swiftly threw the Holy Grail into the Magic Circle Diagram, providing Asclepius a completely tranquil resting space.


    ��The less a child knows about the affairs of adults, the better.


    ~~


    Several days later, at the borders of Arcadia.


    The mountain range rolled up and down; vibrant, lush trees brimmed with life. Luo En, returning from Thessaly, walked through this holy land blessed and protected by the Goddess of the Hunt. He stepped on the thick fallen leaves scattered on the forest floor, advancing leisurely deeper into the woods.


    However, he hadn''t gotten far when he stopped, amusedly looking ahead at a slightly bulging pile of dead leaves.


    He casually snapped off a tree branch, pushed aside the leaves covering it, revealing a metallic device composed of two serrated bronze rings.


    A bear trap? Well, isn''t that placed a bit too obviously?


    Luo En raised an eyebrow, then bypassed the trap and continued walking a distance forward.


    Soon enough, he found three more bear traps, two pits, three nets, and five magical spells engraved on trees and the ground around him.


    Too crude, far too crude...


    Luo En critically scanned these blatantly obvious traps, shaking his head in disapproval.


    If you want to be a qualified hunter, this isn''t nearly enough.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, and with a flick of the branch in his hand, he precisely hit the mechanism of the bear trap.


    As the two arrows pierced through the fully-formed magic circle diagram with a piercing howl, the surrounding air''s Aether Factor was immediately drawn together, forming a visible magic tide.


    Streams of silver-white light arrows emerged from the magic circle diagram, then fell like torrential rain, covering the southeast area 300-400 meters away.


    This was Rapid Shot of Silver!


    A unique skill taught to her by her mentor and the Goddess Artemis, best suited for locating hiders.


    The dense barrage of light arrows sliced through branches, permeated tree trunks, and stirred up clouds of dust.


    While the huntress Atalanta remained cautiously vigilant, a deep voice came from ahead.


    "Too slow, your enemy is capable of moving..."


    Before the voice faded, a sudden change in air pressure struck directly at the back of Atalanta''s head.


    "Pop!"


    Following a dull, explosive sound, Atalanta, clutching her buzzing head, beat an embarrassed retreat.


    The figure, shrouded in mist, looked ahead, mocking derisively.


    "Is this all a follower of the Moon Goddess can do? If I had been holding a sword, you would have already been dead."


    "Your ambush doesn''t count!"


    Atalanta contested indignantly. Annoyed, she drew her bow to battle again without hesitation.


    The arrow, swift as a shooting star, shot forward, emitting a sharp tearing sound.


    Luo En, with his face concealed, raised his hand and drew a dry branch from the ground into his palm, then casually executed chops and slashes, effortlessly deflecting the fierce incoming arrows.


    So strong!


    Seeing how easily he intercepted her flurry of arrows, Atalanta felt a chill in her heart. She immediately grabbed three arrows from her quiver and scattered them forward with a special technique.


    Chain Arrows? Merely with this little trick you hope to defeat me? That''s far from enough!


    Luo En sneered, his branch weaving through the air as he consecutively split the three lined-up arrows, just about to advance forward when the cold silver light flickering at the arrow tails slightly constricted his pupils.


    Is there more?


    Not three in a row, but three with one?


    The three arrows aligned in a line, only a twang of the bowstring heard as the visuals hid from each other.


    The first drops, the next strikes, each arrow stronger than the last, with the second and third also cloaked with illusionary magic to conceal the truly lethal fourth arrow.


    There was no overwhelming divine power on the arrow, merely experience and skill honed from wrist strength.


    It seems Artemis trained you well, little Tameow.


    As his thoughts raced, the fourth arrow neared and Luo En, unable to swipe it away with the branch, swiftly raised his free left hand and firmly caught the deadly projectile aimed at his face.


    The sharp point was mere inches from his forehead, but a miss is as good as a mile.


    Just as Luo En was about to toss aside the arrow, thinking of achieving an easy victory and ready to drop his disguise and scold a few words, he noticed the Burst Rune twinkling on the arrow shaft, and the smile on his face instantly froze.


    "Boom!"


    The surrounding Aether erupted instantly, creating dazzling sparks and dense smoke billowing everywhere, the severe shockwave causing the nearby branches to crack continuously.

 Chapter 231 Stick out the butt, spank the butt (3.2k, asking for votes)

    At that moment, the archer on the clearing looked at the billowing smoke from the explosion and let out a sigh of relief.


    The rapid shot technique taught by the Goddess and the little tricks her teacher had taught her years ago��she had used them all and managed to catch the opponent off guard.


    Although this guy was tricky, he was ultimately dealt with...


    "Snap!"


    A crisp sound came from behind, and the huntress first felt numb, then a burning pain spread from her buttocks.


    "What are you daydreaming about? You think I''m that easy to deal with?"


    Along with a low, cold snort, the figure who had appeared behind Atalanta tapped the half-stick in hand and whipped the huntress'' buttocks again.


    "Snap snap!"


    Another wave of searing pain struck, and Atalanta recovered from her shock, her proud heart instantly filled with a strong sense of humiliation.


    "You bastard!"


    With an angry shout, the huntress whipped her arm backward, swinging the sturdy back of her bow toward the enemy''s throat.


    "Short against long, stupid!"


    In a disdainful tone, the half-stick, like a viper''s tongue, struck Atalanta''s wrist, bringing an unbearable sour numbness and causing the longbow to fall from the huntress''s grasp toward the ground.


    Seeing her weapon slipping from her hands, Atalanta instinctively bent to try to reclaim the longbow.@@@@


    "So obvious you''re going for it, you think I''m blind?!"


    In the annoyed cold snort, the stick swept across, and the tip agitated with magic power instantly sent the falling longbow flying, cutting off Atalanta''s hope of retrieving her weapon.


    Run!


    Realizing she was no match for the formidable enemy before her, the huntress reluctantly swallowed her pride, leapt backward into the dense forest, turned around, and, using the uneven tree branches, leaped through the woods like a sprite, trying to escape back to the Temple of Artemis at the heart of the mountains to regroup.


    A momentary gain or loss doesn''t determine the final outcome; as long as she could distance herself and regroup, the outcome was still uncertain.


    And in Arcadia, she was very confident in her speed.


    "Thinking of running? Too late!"


    The haunting cold snort came again, and Atalanta saw a blur before the figure she had left standing in place caught up with her.


    Next, a certain demon wielding a half-stick furiously whipped her buttocks.


    Atalanta dodged left and right in humiliation, trying everything she could to get away.


    But the uninvited guest clung to her back like a tenacious plague, relentlessly whipping her buttocks, aiming specifically for the fleshier parts.


    For a moment, the crisp sounds rang through the forest like frying beans, mixed with a hint of a gleeful tune.


    "Snap snap!"


    "Damn it, stop it!"


    "Snap snap snap!"


    "A warrior can be killed, but not insulted! Grunt, come at me!"


    "Snap snap snap snap!"


    "Demon, I''ll fight you to the death!"


    In the end, having been whipped all the way, Atalanta could no longer endure it and, like a cornered lioness, surged with divine power, turned around to counterattack, ready to perish together with the one who had brought her such great shame.


    As everyone knows, felines can''t resist teasing.


    Get them angry, and no matter who''s on the other side or whether they can win, they''ll adopt a stance ready to fight to the death.


    "Snap~"


    However, as a numbing blow hit her forehead, Atalanta''s fierce eyes instantly cleared, and she stared in amazement at the figure who had cleared the mist.


    "Teacher?"


    "Finally, you also need to work on your insight, tactics, and battle experience. They are too immature. Against ordinary demigods, you might be fine, but if you faced a real expert, you''d have died seventeen or eighteen times over in the situation just now!"


    "Uh-huh..."


    Atalanta had no rebuttal, recognizing that her teacher had maintained the level of a demigod during their sparring session.


    In the end, Luo En summarized.


    "Congratulations, for this assessment��you get 10 points!"


    "?"


    "Out of 100! What were you thinking?"


    "Oh..."


    Atalanta, feeling dejected, drooped her head, her pride from recently dominating the Arcadian Mountains crushed.


    Seeing his disciple''s downcast cat ears, Luo En suddenly felt a pang of compassion and cleared his throat, offering a sweetener.


    "Your archery and abilities are good; you just lack some real combat experience. When we have time, I''ll take you into town for a visit, to spar with peers your age. I guarantee it''ll greatly improve your skills."


    "Really?"


    Upon hearing these words, the previously disheartened Atalanta perked up instantly.


    Even though the Arcadian Mountains were beautiful, allowing her to hunt and gallop to her heart''s content, staying here all her life eventually got tiring.


    The opportunity to go into town was a significant temptation for the fickle-hearted Atalanta.


    "When do we leave?"


    "Don''t rush; we''ll have to wait until I report back to the Goddess of the Hunt and formally take my leave."


    Seeing Atalanta so excited, Luo En laughingly spoke to calm her.


    "Alright, you go get ready. I have some personal matters to take care of."


    Atalanta nodded and swiftly ran off, bouncing away and quickly disappearing into the dense forest shade.


    As Luo En watched his student run off, he turned his head to look at the bushes to his side.


    With a rustling sound, the Goddess of the Hunt, clothed in a gauzy tunic and with her skin and hair exuding a moist sheen, stepped out of the shadows and gazed meaningfully at her lover.


    After a moment, Luo En, feeling somewhat hairy under her gaze, cleared his throat and asked.


    "When did you get here? What a coincidence?"


    "Right when you started spanking Atalanta..." Artemis said with a smirk, glancing at the broken stick in someone''s hands, "Looks like it has a nice feel?"


    "Ahaha, just a bit of corrective education, I''m only fulfilling my duty as a teacher!"


    With a forced laugh, Luo En hastily threw away the incriminating tool, put on a grave face, and diverted the conversation.


    "I''ve heard about Apollo and Asclepius..."


    Listened intently as her lover recounted his journey, Artemis''s face showed both distress and affection.


    She was moved because of a promise she''d made; he had braved near-certain death to enter the Netherworld to shield Asclepius from guilt, faced arduous challenges to emerge safely, hurried to the scene to protect the soul of the young man in question...


    Not to mention, thereafter he ran all the way to Thessaly to talk sense into her foolish brother.


    In an effort to alleviate the tension between her and Apollo and to prevent her brother from making rash decisions, Luo En even attributed all the credit to her.


    The Goddess of the Hunt looked at her weary little lover, her eyes brimming with intense love and passion.


    "Luo En..."


    Hearing the tenderly repeated murmurs, Luo En understood immediately, stepped forward to scoop up Artemis, and rushed deeper into the woods.


    "Hold on a moment..."


    With a gentle shout, Artemis reclining on her lover''s arms extended her finger to motion at the air, beckoning the broken stick from the ground into her hand.


    "Bring this along!"


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 Chapter 232 Today, The Defeat of Artemis

    Seven days later, the great gates of the Temple of Artemis slowly opened, and Luo En, responsible for "reporting on duty," stepped over the dim hall and stood on the outer steps, lazily stretching his limbs and basking in the long-missed sunlight.


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    As someone stepped across the threshold, the temple''s doors slammed shut and several defensive charms also lit up behind them, as if the people inside were building a fortress, trying to hide from some flood or savage beast.


    Hearing the loud noise behind him, Luo En turned back and through the crack of the door saw a figure on the carpet with their buttocks raised high, trembling legs, and a slight smile curving up at the corners of his mouth, indicating his pleasure.


    The desire of the [Goat], combined with the energy of the [Warrior], the love authority of the [Rose], and the life-restoration of the [Crown]... Four incarnations used in rotation. Even the wildest goddess of Greece could only endure for five days before she lay face down, clutching her buttocks and begging for mercy.


    Of course, the remaining two days were not wasted either.


    Luo En raised his hand and a longbow with a black handle and golden and silver patterns embedded between materialized in his grasp.


    "Its source is light, its form is flame. O deathless Sun, bestow upon me thy dazzling steeds, bring forth the golden radiance, pierce through the stars, punish the wicked, and bring death to the living!"


    As he drew the bowstring, Luo En intoned the Holy Word solemnly, and behind him, the Golden Disk appeared, its pointer turning to the ninth slot. A magnificent [White Horse], neighing with hooves raised, charged into the sun hanging mid-air like an arrow released from a bow.


    Instantly, the eastern sky burst into brilliance, and the morning sun, freshly risen above the horizon, became dazzling and intense. The originally intangible sunlight transformed into substantial flames, gathering on the drawn bowstring and forming brilliant, golden arrows.@@@@


    Luo En drew the bowstring taut, and at the moment when the atmosphere reached its peak, released the fingers of his right hand, declaring solemnly,


    "Thou art��the Piercing Star of Gold!"


    "Whizz!"


    The arrow tore through the air, resonating with the heavens and earth.


    Golden flames raised a terrifying wind, striking a distant hill.


    "Boom!"


    The next moment, the earth shook and the hill trembled as a golden brilliance instantaneously pierced through the entire hillside, and the flames of punishment burst forth, melting the surrounding rocks.


    The hill continuously collapsed and cracked open, and red-hot lava flowed from the terrible [wound] in the hillside, extinguishing and burning all life in its path, leaving behind only the ashes of devastation.


    Watching the forest fire raging in the distance, Luo En slightly raised his hand, and a blue [Great Whale] materialized behind him, leaping out and sweeping up the water vapor from the river along the way, dousing the fire in the affected area and swiftly containing the emergency.


    Yet even so, a hill of nearly a hundred meters had been cleaved in half, with a deep pit resembling a meteorite''s impact still emitting billowing steam.


    Such destructive power!


    Luo En marveled inwardly, then slightly turned his head to look at the neighing [White Horse] in the ninth slot of the golden wheel and the tightly closed temple gates behind him, a wry smile spreading across his face.


    This was the result of his and Artemis''s efforts over the last two days.


    "Of course, it''s for you. Archery isn''t my strongest suit."


    Luo En replied with a light smile and then recounted the origins of the divine bow.


    "This is called ''Bow of the Heavens'' (Tauropolos), a divine artifact I''ve been blessing together with Artemis in the temple these days. It has two forms.


    The first, you can control the trajectory of arrows with magic power, and combined with your rapid shot skills, you can exert greater combat strength;


    The second, when the bow is drawn fully, the arrows'' destructive power increases. If you continue to inject magic power, the performance of the destruction can be further enhanced. Combined with specific techniques of charged shots, it can even shatter gold and stone, penetrating divine bodies."


    Atalanta listened intently, lovingly cradling the divine bow in her hands, pointed towards the distant mountain peak that had been cleaved, and excitedly asked.


    "Is it the technique from earlier?"


    "Yes, its name is ''Piercing Star of Gold,'' and unlike ''Rapid Shot of Silver'' that seeks agility and swiftness, it''s a technique for charged heavy strikes, a new combo that Artemis and I have recently developed."


    Luo En explained its origins and then switched the topic.


    "However, considering your current level, you''re not yet able to unleash the full power of the Bow of the Heavens, so I''ve added some assistive features to this divine artifact."


    "What features?"


    "See the gold and silver threads on the back of the bow? Entombed within are parts of Artemis''s and my divinity, which can summon the corresponding divine power of the Sun and the Moon, reducing your magic power consumption during battle. Ordinarily, this bow, with Artemis''s and my divine power, can harness the brilliance of the sun during the day and absorb the moon''s divine power at night for regular storage of magic power to meet any emergencies."


    "That powerful?"


    "Certainly. To create a weapon that suits you, neither Artemis nor I spared any effort and energy. In fact, Artemis even contributed her own battle bow she''d used before."


    Hearing her teacher''s explanation, Atalanta''s heart surged with excitement, cherishing the ''Bow of the Heavens'' as a most precious treasure.


    "The original form of this bow was used by Artemis before? Where is she? I want to thank her in person!"


    Watching a certain cat lady bypass him, vividly excited, and head straight for the temple gate, Luo En''s eyelid twitched, and he quickly reached out to pull her back.


    "Enough, your thanks have been heard by Artemis. She is a bit tired now and needs to rest properly."


    "Oh, then when do we set off?"


    "Right away."


    "Shouldn''t we say goodbye to Artemis?"


    "No need!"


    Seeing Atalanta reach for the temple door once again, Luo En quickly grabbed the cat lady who had been enticed by curiosity and, without further ado, dragged her away.

 Chapter 233 Athena: You Play Quite Skillfully, Dont You? (4k for Votes)

    Several days later, at nightfall, War God Mountain.


    Medusa in the room looked at the bronze emblem on her chest that was glowing faintly, immediately got up, slipped out of the City of Athens under cover of darkness, and made her way to the familiar forest.


    "Luo En, you''re back?"


    "Yeah, just finished up with some stuff."


    "Who is she?"


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    "Atalanta, my student."


    Luo En turned slightly to introduce Atalanta, who was accompanying him, to Medusa.


    Another one?


    Seeing the spirited huntress standing affectionately behind Luo En, Medusa couldn''t help but feel wary.


    "You''re Anna, right? The teacher''s sister? He talks about you a lot." Atalanta, straightforward in personality, gave the purple-haired goddess in the sheer dress a curious look, extended her hand with a heartily infectious smile, "Hmm, prettier than I imagined!"@@@@


    "It''s nothing like that..." Medusa''s cheek reddened, and she waved her hands dismissively, her hostility towards Atalanta instantly evaporating.


    Watching Medusa and Atalanta hit it off after a round of friendly chatter, chattering ceaselessly by his side, Luo En finally felt a weight lift off his chest.


    It was a good thing he had praised Medusa highly before arriving and instilled a positive image of her in Atalanta''s mind.


    The naive Atalanta took his words to heart, and because of the "sibling" relationship between him and Medusa, she naturally trusted and liked Medusa.


    Therefore, the first encounter between the reptilian and the feline didn''t result in a standoff but rather ended quite amicably.


    Having won the preliminary battle, Luo En cleared his throat to interrupt their private conversation and asked,


    "By the way, how are The Three Graces doing? What have they been up to recently?"


    "Cough, sort of..."


    Luo En coughed and avoided a direct answer.


    "Then, we''ll wait for you at home tomorrow."


    The straightforward Atalanta took his words at face value, promptly stood up with Medusa to prepare for a short rest in the City of Athens.


    As Luo En watched their figures disappear into the night, he breathed a sigh of relief.


    Good, his contingency plan was in place.


    With the legitimate task of taking Atalanta to school the next day as a cover, even if something went awry, he wouldn''t end up bedridden for a week, unable to tend to himself as before.


    And bringing along Little Medusa, the darling of War God Mountain, provided an extra layer of assurance.


    After all, the goddesses wouldn''t want to see Little Medusa with a sad face, would they?


    After carefully reviewing his arrangements in his mind, Luo En took a deep breath, stood up, stepped out of the dense forest, and merged into the deep night.


    ~~


    War God Mountain, Great Temple.


    Athena flipped through the "Codex" in her hands, which had been revised more than a dozen times, comparing it to existing cases, meticulously reviewing each word and clause.


    Although many parts were irregular and imperfect and far from Themis''s absolute justice, with plenty of compromises and middle grounds made in the content of the laws and their enforcement,


    They undoubtedly aligned with the current state of affairs where gods and mortals coexisted, as well as the basic national condition of the City of Athens, and could be effectively implemented.


    And effective implementation is the most crucial aspect of exercising law.


    Regardless, this marked a firm step in the era''s transition from rule by man to rule by law, from disorder to order.


    Athena finished reviewing the last page of the "Codex," assured there were no omissions, closed it with satisfaction, ready to hand it over to King Aegeus of Athens to try and enforce it the next day.

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    Be practical.


    One must walk step by step, eat bite by bite; achieving true fairness and justice, in the end, is not something that happens overnight.


    As her gaze swept over the "Codex" cover, where the signature had been altered, what was once a good mood dissipated completely for Athena.


    A few words were enough to bring Themis back, a period of interaction and exchange enough to make the original Goddess of Justice abandon her beliefs held for thousands of years, opting for compromise and intercession; that little rascal really was popular!


    Amidst the grating sound of grinding teeth, Athena turned her attention to the "Sacred Words" transcribed by the Goddess Mnemosyne, along with the original piece "Song of the Titans," recently arranged by The Nine Muses and The Three Graces, her expression turned even darker.


    Apollo''s nine lesser deities, Aphrodite''s three lesser deities, Father God Zeus'' two wives...


    Right, and Echidna, the companion of Demon Ancestor Typhon, my three lesser deities, and the sister of Queen of the Sea Amphitrite, Thetis...


    You''ve been playing quite the field, haven''t you?


    The more Athena thought, the angrier she became; her grip unconsciously tightened, and the overwhelmed iron pen in her hands emitted a pitiful moan before snapping tragically into two pieces.


    As the cool moonlight cast a shadow on the door and window, the pupils of the Goddess of Wisdom in the Great Temple narrowed and she immediately dropped the broken iron pen from her hand, her brow creasing with a cold hum.


    "Who''s there? Come out!"


    "It''s me, I''m back..."


    Luo En, in the corridor, raised his hands and carefully stepped through the door, his drifting gaze sweeping over the iron pen forcefully broken in two on Athena''s desk. He felt a chill and instinctively swallowed hard, squeezing out an almost sycophantic smile.


    "Why are you still up so late? The construction of Athens is certainly important, but you are the core engine that drives this machine. If you were to wear out, it would be a great loss."


    "It''s all because someone abandoned their post, forcing me to personally take charge," Athena raised her eyes to look at the former secretary of Crete Island who had left behind a mess and had been missing for a long time, and she coldly huffed.


    Seeing this, Luo En immediately put on a united front, pulling out the Holy Grail and slamming it down on the desk.


    "It''s all because of this little bastard!"


    With the gold divine liquid inside the Holy Grail shimmering and casting ripples of light throughout the Great Temple, Athena''s breath hitched and her expression shifted subtly.


    "Asclepius? He''s still alive?"


    A moment later, the Goddess of Wisdom came to her senses, quickly using her fingers to trace Hermes Script and activating the "Labyrinth" authority to seal the entire Great Temple. She looked at Luo En seriously and asked,


    "What''s going on here?"


    Successfully steering the conversation back on track, Luo En straightened up and began to relay his sequence of plans and experiences with ease.


    "Yes!"


    Luo En nodded without changing his expression.


    In the whole War God Mountain and Athens, Athena was indeed the first person to know about the revival of Asclepius.


    Immediately after, Luo En''s gaze flickered, lowering his voice.


    "Moreover, I do not plan to tell anyone else about Asclepius still being alive. It would be best if this matter remains a secret between the two of us."


    Hearing Luo En''s whisper, Athena''s tense expression rippled, and a strange sense of movement stirred within her.


    Only two people know... a secret?


    Feeling that the gaze of the Goddess of Wisdom toward him had softened considerably, Luo En quietly breathed a sigh of relief.


    It''s well known that when both parties hold leverage over each other or keep secrets for one another, their relationship can often warm up quickly.


    Although, with the relationship he had with Athena, they didn''t need to use such tricks to create a sense of trust in a crisis.


    But as everyone knows, girls want a show of true colors!


    On the entire War God Mountain, only he and Athena knew that Asclepius was still alive.


    Doesn''t this mean that the Goddess of Wisdom before him was his closest ally?


    However, according to someone''s scheming nature, this move was obviously not just to please Athena but was the result of deep contemplation.


    Because, apart from Athena, whose mind was already brimming with dissent and not easily swayed, telling any other goddesses about this would do Luo En no good.


    The death of the Medicine God had become a serious stain on Zeus''s reputation. According to Medusa, not only Hestia but even the Nine Muses, and the usually detached Themis and Mnemosyne, felt a chilling disgust for it.


    As His Majesty the King of Gods''s chief underling in Greece, Luo En would be more than happy to sling more dirt on Zeus, so how could he possibly reveal that the Medicine God was still alive and diminish the female deities'' loathing for Zeus on the mountain?


    While Luo En was mumbling to himself, a deep murmur came to his ear.


    "Speaking of which, so many goddesses have come to War God Mountain at your invitation, what do you plan to do with them next?"


    Hearing that meaningful question, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a shiver.


    It looked like, after explaining his long absence with Asclepius as a shield, its defensive value had hit rock bottom.


    The following lethal question could only be dealt with by himself.

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    Luo En pondered for a moment before expressing his views with careful seriousness.


    "First are Themis and Astraea, the mentor and student pair. Although they have already completed the Codex, there will undoubtedly be various issues during its execution. You can use this excuse to retain them, hoping they will take up the position of executive judges to oversee the practice of the laws and observe their effects. Given the responsible nature of the two Goddesses of Justice, they should not refuse.


    In the actual execution process, you can model it after the operating mode of the three Judges of the Netherworld, forming the Court of Judgment on War God Mountain with you and the two consecutive generations of the Goddesses of Justice. The action-oriented Astraea will be responsible for capturing criminals, the experienced Themis for conducting trials, and you, with your wisdom, for the final judgments and reviews.


    If you encounter cases with significant disagreements, you can vote collectively and proceed with the final judgment according to procedure.


    Of course, the most important task of the Court of Judgment is not to handle ordinary trivial cases.


    Mortals, or common demigods who break the law, can be judged by King Aegeus of Athens himself, as it is within the scope of his responsibilities and duties; cases that involve deities, however, need to be resolved by the Court, with the fair trial of the three Goddesses.


    In this way, what belongs to the gods will be for the gods, and what belongs to humans will be for humans. This not only saves face for the gods but also effectively practices justice, should greatly reduce the resistance in implementing the Codex, and builds a virtuous social order for Athens."


    Excellent idea!


    Athena nodded subconsciously, her eyes lighting up.


    "Next are the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne and the Nine Muses, her daughters, who could be invited to be guest professors or honorary professors at the Academy of Athens, mainly responsible for compiling and organizing textbooks on subjects such as poetry, medicine, history, rhetoric, philosophy, and so on. These tasks are easy for them, not only allowing them to spend their leisure time but also binding them to War God Mountain for a long time, and on this foundation, to enlighten the populace and bring cultural prosperity to Athens."


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    As Luo En''s resonant depiction reverberated in Athena''s ears, a grand blueprint seemed to unfold before the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom, rendering her no longer able to maintain a composed and calm expression.


    The practice of jurisprudence builds a stable social order;


    The prosperity of culture turns Athens into a Holy Land of intellectual convergence, attracting countless gazes;


    The assimilation through festivals and entertainment, moisturizing things quietly, brings the ultimate victory of civilization!


    These are not three separate things but a comprehensive system that progresses step by step!


    Furthermore, based on the repeated simulations in her mind.


    The plan seems feasible.


    Brilliant, truly brilliant!


    Watching the once-composed Goddess of Wisdom now animated in front of him, Luo En''s face showed a hint of ill-intended satisfaction.


    Coming from a future era of information explosion, he was well aware of the weight of "entertainment" and "culture," and he knew all the more how infusing some private agenda into festivals and entertainment and continuously propagating its influence could affect the entire Greek civilization.


    According to incomplete statistics, the Ancient Greeks celebrated over 300 festivals related to their deities, during which people would offer sacrifices and hold celebrations. Among these, the Festival of the God of Wine, the Festival of Artemis, and the Festival of Hermes, etc., were quite famous. In the renowned city-state of Athens, the number of festive days in a year reached over 140, indicating the Ancient Greeks'' fervor for festivals.


    With so many festivals and entertainments, it would be too much to focus on them all, and missing one or two should probably be considered normal, right?@@@@

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    �� For example, ensuring that everyone is aware of Zeus''s existence, but no one worships Zeus exclusively?


    �� If I remember correctly, in later generations, in the land of Greece, temples and city-states dedicated specifically to the King of Olympus are not numerous...


    After muttering sinisterly, Luo En continued to patch up his proposal.


    "In addition to that, I think there are two more things that could be done simultaneously."


    "Spit it out!" Athena asked urgently, eager to hear more.


    Luo En smiled slightly and responded unhurriedly.


    "Firstly, after the Academy of Athens is well-established, it should enroll students from all Greek city-states, offering princes and princesses a chance to learn humbly.


    Secondly, for those who achieve outstanding results and pass the evaluation, you can personally award them Sacred Robes, encouraging these promising youths to fight for justice in the world!"


    Hearing those lofty words, the Goddess of Wisdom across from him immediately understood.


    "You mean, use the platform of the Academy of Athens to first draw the bloodlines of the city-builders from various city-states, nurture them into confidants, and then use their influence and power within their nations��or wait until they ascend to power��to promote reforms and culture modeled after Athens. Over several generations, slowly accomplish the assimilation of all Greek city-states by Athens?"


    "These accomplished princes and princesses are seeds sown among the upper echelons, meant to dismantle the stubborn divine-blooded nobility within each city-state; while our entertainment and food will bring joy and delight to the common people, which is enough to turn [them] into [us]."


    As the man in front of her revealed his intricate plans with a smile, Athena looked at him with a hint of terror in her eyes.


    This man''s cunning is a little frightening...


    �� But I like it!


    Suddenly realizing that she was the greatest beneficiary in the entire scheme, the Goddess of Wisdom pleasant curved her lips into a smile, her purple eyes staring intensely at the man who had masterfully crafted her a grand plan, her gaze filled with an unconcealed ardent fervor.


    Luo En felt unnerved under her intense stare and cleared his throat awkwardly, breaking the awkward silence.


    "Regarding their arrangements, these are the ideas I''ve had so far, do you have anything to add?"


    Is that all?


    Athena was briefly startled, then quickly came to her senses.@@@@


    No, wait!


    Is that what I was supposed to ask about?


    Soon enough, the clear-minded Goddess of Wisdom, eyeing the man who had toiled over the planning for Athens, silently ground her silver teeth.


    This kid is incredibly slick!


    Immediately, a touch of irritation crossed Athena''s face, and she chided him discontentedly.


    "They have been in Athens for so long, shouldn''t you be concerned about them first when you return?"


    "They have hands and feet, can eat and drink, and are staying in such a comfortable place as War God Mountain, so why would they need my extra concern."


    Luo En smiled, waved his hand dismissively, and did not take the bait, deftly kicking this contentious issue back to her.


    "Moreover, given your ability to discern talent and Hestia''s warm hospitality, isn''t it unlikely that they''ve been neglected?"


    "Understood..."


    Athena nodded, her expression turning more grave.


    "Is there anything I could do for you?"


    "If possible, grant me authority over the dark pieces in the Netherworld."


    "King Minos and his lot?"


    "Yes, going to the Netherworld this time is likely to cause quite a stir; I reckon the only ones I can trust are them."


    "Very well, they will heed your commands!"


    Seeing Athena readily agree without hesitation, warmth spread through Luo En''s heart.


    And as he caught a glimpse of a sparrow on the treetop grooming its feathers out of the corner of his eye, he turned his gaze, clearing his throat slightly.


    "Given the importance of the matter and the absence of tangible proof, may I take something from you as evidence to facilitate the movement of forces previously laid out in the Netherworld by Crete Island?"


    "Given your relationship, King Minos shouldn''t make things difficult for you, right?"


    "One thing at a time. He''s a monarch, I''m a scribe. Minor issues are no concern, but for significant troubles, we need to involve him and it requires an explanation. Besides, unless absolutely necessary, we don''t need to have King Minos himself intervene; with your token, just by slightly adjusting a few pieces, we might accomplish our goal."


    After hearing his confident explanation, Athena finally nodded in agreement.


    "Alright, what kind of proof do you want?"


    Luo En pondered seriously, then gave a profound response.


    "The owl of wisdom only spreads its wings at twilight. May your traces allow me to see the ''path'' through the ''night'' and successfully lead me ''home.''"


    As a goddess endowed with divine authority of the arts, Athena understood immediately, lifting a strand of her silver hair.


    With a sensation of being pulled and a slight stinging from her scalp, Athena pursed her lips, opening her palm where the hair transformed into a white owl feather and extended it toward Luo En.


    It bore her unique scent and divinity, impossible to forge; it would command the obedience of both King Minos and the soldiers of Crete Island upon sight.


    Seeing this, Luo En treasured it as if it were invaluable, holding the white owl feather in his hand and heaving a sigh of relief.


    "If there''s nothing else, I shall take my leave for now."


    "Do not venture into the Netherworld until you are fully prepared."


    "Yes, you can rest assured!"


    Reassured by Athena''s concern, Luo En nodded earnestly and then carefully backed out of the room under the gaze of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    With the issues on War God Mountain not yet resolved, and now drawing the attention of Hecate, he really knew how to get into trouble.


    Watching the figure gradually move away and disappear into the thick night, Athena, with mixed emotions, raised her hand to her forehead, her fingertips unintentionally touching a spot on her scalp, causing her body to flinch slightly.


    Wait, trouble?


    Moments later, her fair arm lowered, and her deep purple eyes shimmered mysteriously in the darkness.

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    The rich nightfall enveloped War God Mountain, bringing with it an air of tranquility and peace.


    After emerging from the Great Temple at the summit, Luo En made his way downward along the deserted bluestone path, his gaze drifting occasionally to survey his surroundings.


    It wasn''t until he successfully reached the foot of the mountain that he finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned towards the dense forest nearby.


    "Okay, come out now," he called.


    The abrupt sound of flapping wings arose, and a sparrow, its feathers tipped in brown and white, darted from the shadows of the tree tops, landing in front of Luo En. As the blue radiance swirled, it transformed into a blonde-haired, blue-eyed sea goddess with a refined demeanor.


    ����This was none other than Thetis, skilled in the Art of Transformation, who had previously lingered outside the Great Temple doors.


    Recalling the amusing scene she had just witnessed, the Ocean Nymph couldn''t help but raise her delicate hand to cover her smirk, a sly hint emerging deep within her serene expression.


    "Not bad, you even deceived Athena, acclaimed as the Goddess of Wisdom," she remarked.


    "What do you mean deceived?"


    Luo En glared at Thetis, defending himself righteously.


    "Everything I said was the truth, each word heartfelt!"


    "Half-truths, perhaps?"


    Thetis smiled teasingly, her gaze mocking, clearly having seen through someone''s true nature.


    Brilliant deceivers almost never lie, as every word they say could be fact, not fearing validation by others. Their real skill lies in how they compile, organize, and stack these "facts" to transform them into completely different interpretations.


    Thus, in the hands of a master of lies, truth is as malleable as dough in the hands of a pastry chef, shaped round or square at will. This art of misdirection is a powerful tool for manipulating hearts.


    In this case, someone had just used this tactic successfully, prompting the Goddess of Wisdom to unwittingly pluck her own "feathers."


    ���� It was true that Sisyphus had been captured, true that he had been marked by Hecate, true that entry into the Netherworld was necessary, and true that a token of trust from King Minos was needed.


    ���� But, he hadn''t mentioned that this token could only be used to mobilize the forces of Crete in the Netherworld.


    Seeing that his creditor had arrived, Luo En no longer bothered to hide and flicked his fingers to retrieve the freshly obtained owl feather from the Magic Circle Diagram, humming lightly as he flaunted it before Thetis.


    "Ha, take a good look, I did what I promised you," he said.


    "Mhm."


    Thetis nodded and instinctively reached out to take it, but came up empty.


    At that moment, Luo En, with a grin, withdrew his hand and remarked,


    "I said you could look at it, but I never said I''d give it to you."


    "?"


    "The condition was only that I redo ''that task''; it didn''t specify that I had to hand over what I obtained to you."


    "..."


    Hearing the unhurried reply, Thetis involuntarily caught her breath, a wave of irritation rising within her.


    Seeing the ocean goddess''s frustrated expression, Luo En inwardly rejoiced.


    Using the favor owed to him to ask him to pluck Athena''s feather was not just about playing a friendly prank; it probably also embodied a desire to trouble him.


    Considering the times Thetis had accompanied him through life and death situations and the numerous times she had been duped by him, this harmless mischief didn''t bother Luo En at all.


    After all, having been repeatedly troubled by Athena both overtly and covertly, it wasn''t as if he harbored no grievances at all.


    It was simply cooperating with Thetis for a small revenge against the Goddess of Wisdom.


    Luo En paused slightly, just about to speak, but felt a sudden chill behind him.


    His body involuntarily stiffened, his neck mechanically turning like a set of rusted gears grinding with a squeak.


    The corner of his eye spied toward the back, where the moonlight in the forest was cold and calm, a snow-white owl perching among the lush foliage, solemnly overlooking the ground.


    "So this was how you intended to use your token?"


    A deep murmur brushed through the woods like a cold wind in deep winter.


    Suddenly, the white owl swept from the trees on fluttering wings, the surroundings lighting up with floating shimmering patterns, landing before Luo En and transforming into a silver-haired, purple-eyed goddess. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire


    "Gurgle~"


    Luo En struggled to swallow a lump in his dry throat, squeezing out a strained smile on his face.


    "Actually, it''s a misunderstanding."


    "Are you done with your last words?"


    Athena asked indifferently, casually pulling out the Spear of Victory.


    Luo En''s heart skipped a beat, cold sweat beading on his forehead.


    "I can explain..."


    "Mmm, go ahead, I''m listening."


    A plucked silver hair slowly drifted down to rest on the spear''s tip, splitting instantly into two pieces��Athena nodded in satisfaction.


    Cold sweat covered Luo En''s forehead even more densely as he hastily made a solemn oath.


    "Your token was really meant for descending to the Netherworld! I can swear on the River Styx!"


    "Hmm, anything else?"


    As Athena nodded absentmindedly, she summoned the Aegis Shield.


    Seeing her calm response, Luo En coughed dryly while involuntarily shifting backwards.


    "I have to go with Atalanta to enroll in school tomorrow. This child might well be the princess of Arcadia, a matter directly connected to Athens spreading its cultural influence among the states of Greece. It''s late now, shall we talk another day?"


    "What''s the rush, it''s still long until dawn."


    Athena smiled faintly and paused the Spear of Victory in her hands as the Magic Circle Diagram of the Citadel rose from the ground.


    The retreating Luo En stopped in his tracks, observing the enclosing mobile Labyrinth around him, his face contorting into a grimace worse than tears, desperately trying to fight back.


    "I''m supposed to go there with Little Medusa, you wouldn''t want to disappoint her, right?"


    "Speaking of which, you''ve always taken good care of my Lesser Deity, and quite thoroughly at that..."


    Athena murmured meaningfully, the light patterns on her body pulsing synchronously as green-gold armor enveloped her skin.


    Watching the golden, gleaming War Goddess approaching, smiling, Luo En in the corner of the Labyrinth took a deep breath, his face filled with tragical resolve.


    "May I make one last request?"


    "Speak."


    "Please, not the face..."


    "Buzz!"


    No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Spear of Victory whirled out, thick and large, black and hard, striking directly at Luo En''s face.@@@@

 Chapter 236 Sorry, Teacher Ma

    At dawn, at the foot of War God Mountain, the bushes rustled, and a figure covered with dew and dust crawled out from a deep human-shaped pit.


    With every movement of his body, the figure on the ground twitched involuntarily, his handsome features contorting into an expression filled with bitterness and sorrow.


    It hurt! It really hurt!


    It felt as if all his skin had been torn, all his muscles had been severed; every bone trembled, and every drop of blood cried out in agony...


    All the organs in his body seemed to have been tortured to the point of wanting to collectively stop working or break free from his body...


    Was it really necessary to pluck your feather so harshly?


    Luo En grimaced as he reached for his swollen buttock, enduring the severe pain as he fished out a thorny little spike lodged in his flesh.


    "Athena, just you wait, sooner or later, it will be your turn to get slapped!"


    Just as a certain wretched victim was secretly grinding his teeth and swearing, a series of light footsteps approached from ahead.


    Two familiar figures were coming down the mountain path, their purple and green eyes looking around.


    "Where''s the teacher?"


    "The Goddess said he''s waiting at the foot of the mountain, he should be around here."


    Atalanta and Medusa, walking together, scanned the area for the person who had promised to accompany them to the Academy of Athens today to register.


    "Ah, you''re here? Up so early?"


    Soon, a familiar call came from the woods, and the person they were looking for appeared from under the shade of the trees, smiling and waving his hand as he stepped on the mountain path.


    For some reason, however, his steps seemed somewhat floaty and shaky.


    Seeing this, Atalanta couldn''t help but feel astonished.


    "Teacher, you today..."


    "Oh, last night, I rushed a little while practicing a newly mastered authority, used up too much energy, my body can''t quite cope."


    Luo En supported himself against a tree trunk, smilingly explaining: "But it''s okay, I''ll take you to complete the procedures first, then go back to rest."


    "Are you sure it''s no problem? Actually, I can accompany Atalanta to check in by myself." On the side, Medusa expressed her concern, volunteering her suggestion.


    But Luo En waved his hand with a smile, graciously declining the kind offer: "Don''t worry, I can handle this little trouble."


    The insistence on going together wasn''t about any so-called pride, but because he had his reasons that he had to go.


    "Sure, I..."


    "Then there''s no problem, are you free tonight, Mr. Horse?"


    "..."


    Watching the obviously inattentive old friend in front of him, the honest centaur could only give up on his title and asked with a wry smile.


    "What''s up? Got other plans tonight?"


    "That''s it, Atalanta will be under your care for a while, and since she has no relatives or friends in Athens, I, as a teacher, should probably show some gesture, right?"


    Luo En affectionately patted the centaur sage''s shoulder, squeezed out a warmly enthusiastic smile, and loudly declared.


    "So, tonight we''re going to my place for dinner, and that''s happily decided!"


    "Your place?"


    Chiron blinked, somewhat surprised.


    Having known him for so long, he still didn''t know this guy''s exact home address.


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    "Oh, it''s up on the mountain at the residence of the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia; I am her lesser deity."


    "Goddess Hestia? It might not be nice to just show up uninvited?"


    "Don''t worry, Goddess Hestia is very hospitable and won''t mind, plus you helped out so much today, we must entertain you properly!"


    Luo En thumped his chest, guaranteeing solemnly, then leaned in and whispered to the centaur sage, hooking his neck.


    "And besides, Goddess Hestia is going to cook herself tonight, you really shouldn''t miss this opportunity."


    Upon hearing the continued enthusiastic invitations and the name of the chef, Chiron slightly got tempted.


    Tasting a meal cooked by the Goddess of the Hearth was definitely a rare treat.


    "Alright, it''s settled then! You handle the paperwork for Atalanta first, take her home after school in the evening, and we''ll have a good meal at my house!"


    Luo En patted Chiron''s shoulder, then unceremoniously left Atalanta with Chiron to handle the paperwork, pulling Medusa as he briskly exited the Academy of Athens.


    After walking a distance, someone finally reined in his warm smile, stopped, and turned back, gazing solemnly towards the dense forest where Chiron resided, quietly making a cross over his chest, murmuring softly.


    Mr. Horse, it''s an emergency, you''re so good, you shouldn''t blame me, right?

 Chapter 237 Explosion is Art

    Meanwhile, at War God Mountain, Hestia''s residence.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, after waking up, looked at her grandniece who appeared at her doorstep and listened to the news she brought, slightly taken aback.


    "You said he''s back?"


    "Yes, he just arrived last night, and today he has to accompany his student named Atalanta to register at the Academy of Athens. He should be up the mountain by this afternoon, or possibly by evening."


    Athena nodded with a smile, as if she had just finished a satisfying morning workout, lifting her hand to wipe a layer of fragrant sweat from her forehead.


    It must be said, it''s becoming increasingly difficult to punch a certain someone.


    Not only the verbal tactics, but even the dodging postures and escape skills are so practiced��he must have secretly practiced to avoid getting beaten up.


    This is no longer just an ordinary lawless man; a heavy punch is a must!


    And it must be a combo technique with coordination!


    Athena glanced at her aunt within the house, whose face was changing colors, her bright eyes flickering enigmatically.


    "Bang!"@@@@


    At that moment, Hestia, who reacted, slammed the table, suddenly stood up straight, and glared coldly at the air, grinding her teeth.


    "His timing is perfect! Watch how I treat him tonight!"


    "You''re setting up a feast, right? Count me in, I''m familiar with this one!"


    Hearing the noise in the living room, Circe, who had been mingling with Hestia, poked her head down from upstairs, excitedly waving her arms, strongly requesting to join.


    "I''ve researched quite a few new recipes, just right for him to try!"


    "Alright, let''s do it together!"


    With the morale boost from a fellow enthusiast, Hestia gladly agreed. She then picked up her exclusive weapons, the kitchen knife and spatula, and made arrangements with ferocity.


    "There''s still plenty of ingredients in the kitchen, more than enough for a family dinner tonight. No need to shop for now. There''s still some time before nightfall, just enough to make thorough preparations. I''ll take care of the dishes and staple food. Circe, you like simmering soup, right? Stew a few pots for him, and remember to do your best!"


    "Got it!"


    Upon getting permission, the Great Witch, unable to contain her excitement, immediately lit up, nodding continuously and dashing into the kitchen to occupy a stove.


    Just as Hestia was about to close the door and prepare a lavish dinner filled with love, Athena, standing at the door, smiled and raised her hand.


    "Auntie, why don''t you let me try as well."


    "You?"


    Hestia was momentarily stunned, her face expressing skepticism.


    "Haven''t you never cooked before?"


    Athena pursed her lips, speaking with deep meaning.


    "Doesn''t that make it even better?"


    "Right!"


    Hestia slapped her forehead, catching on quickly. She thrust a ladle into her grandniece''s hand with a sinister smile on her face.


    "Here, you be the main chef tonight!"


    Athena gladly accepted the cooking utensils, symbolizing the transfer of kitchen power for tonight, and officially entered that sacred area under the guidance of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    A flicker of flame ignited in the stove, as Hestia, who had completely relinquished control, stood aside to give some humanitarian cooking advice to the novice in the kitchen.


    "Start with some pastries as the main dish, first step, pour in the flour."


    "Mhm!" The usually decisive Goddess of Wisdom didn''t wait for Hestia to finish speaking before grabbing half a bag of flour and pouring all of it into the bowl.


    Under Hestia''s agitated questioning, Circe shakily lifted her hand and pointed towards the core area of the explosion.


    And as the lingering smoke cleared, a figure clad in blue-green battle armor, holding the Aegis Shield in one hand and propping her chin with the other, the Goddess of Wisdom gazed at the deep pit on the ground, her eyebrows furrowed in thought, murmuring to herself.


    "This shouldn''t be happening. My ratio and transformation formula were almost correct, so where did it go wrong?"


    Seeing this scene, Hestia instantly realized the situation and couldn''t help but feel a tingling in her scalp, timidly raising her hand in suggestion.


    "Ath, Athena, it''s just a meal, how about you take a break, and I take over?"


    "How could that be! Whenever I decide to do something, I must do it well!"


    Athena resolutely shook her head, her eyes twinkling with self-confidence and pride.


    "Moreover, I''ve faced much tougher situations. It''s just simple cooking, nothing I can''t handle!"


    While speaking, the Goddess of the Hearth traced lines of Hermes Script in the air with her fingers, rapidly filling the holes and restoring the scattered and shattered utensils and cookware to their original state.


    In just a moment, the kitchen that had been disfigured was restored to its former appearance.


    With the area successfully rebuilt, Athena nodded in satisfaction and then waved to Hestia at the door to instruct her.


    "Auntie, you guys go rest outside for now. I''ll take care of tonight''s meal for the guests," she said.


    Hestia originally wanted to speak up, but seeing Athena already flipping through the cookbook at the stove, reigniting the fire and preparing to begin her new cooking research, she unconsciously shrank her neck, pulling the half-dead Circe and quickly escaping the kitchen.


    As the two of them fled, they looked back at the kitchen that was flickering with bizarre glows of red, blue, cyan, and purple, occasionally emitting lightning, smoke, and sparks, their hearts secretly trembling with fear.


    They had only meant to teach him a light lesson, but now, why did it feel like they had unleashed something even more dangerous?


    ~~


    In the evening, as the Centaur Sage Chiron just stepped out of the Academy of Athens, a figure suddenly emerged from the bushes and caught him in the act.


    "Teacher Chiron, are you finished with work? Let''s go, let''s go eat!"


    Luo En, who had been scouting the area, eagerly grabbed Chiron''s arms and started walking towards the path leading to Hestia''s mansion.


    The urgent drive made Chiron a bit puzzled and hesitant.


    "Isn''t a home visit supposed to include Atalanta? She hasn''t come out yet, should we wait a bit more?"


    "Medusa apparently made plans with her to go somewhere else tonight, let''s go ahead, no need to wait," Luo En casually explained, then continued to pull Chiron along, pretending to be serious as he advised.


    "The dishes on the mountain are all ready, it would be a waste to let them cool down."


    With the conversation having reached this point, the gentle-natured Chiron couldn''t be too reserved and simply followed Luo En''s lead, heading towards the abode of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Seeing that he had finally bamboozled the Centaur into boarding his ''pirate ship'', Luo En quietly breathed a sigh of relief.


    He had originally planned to bring Atalanta along to introduce his disciple to the goddesses and foster some good feelings.


    However, during his wait, the explosions from the mountain house went off one after another, each more intense than the last, causing Luo En''s heart to pound with alarm.


    This atmosphere was far from the mild discipline he had anticipated, it was more akin to a perilous journey through flaming mountains and narrow escapes from death.


    For safety''s sake, it was best to let Little Medusa take Atalanta away early.


    Adult matters, children should stay out of it.


    Right, Teacher Chiron?


    Luo En muttered quietly to himself, warmly hooking his arm around the neck of the nearby Centaur Sage and carefully stepping over the cracked steps, gently pushing open the door of Hestia''s mansion.


    "I''m back!"


    "Good! Good that you''re back!"


    "Quick, quick, come in!"


    Two excited voices came from inside the house as Hestia and Circe leaped out from a corner, their faces beaming with radiant smiles, eager to usher Luo En into the house without any intention of interrogating him.

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    Luo En quietly stepped back and pushed the Centaur Sage beside him to the front.


    "I''ve also brought Teacher Ma as a guest, he''s been a great help today."


    "No problem! Everyone is welcome!"


    "Together, together!"


    Hestia and Circe didn''t raise any objections, promptly dragging Chiron at the front into the house.


    Although Luo En always felt that something was amiss, seeing the unharmed Teacher Ma who braved the thunderstorms ahead, he relaxed a bit and followed cautiously inside.


    Once inside, the bright glow of the hearthfire danced in the stove, with the rich aroma of food striking the nose.


    "Did you make all these?"


    Luo En eyed the lavish spread of dishes on the table, his expression dubious.


    Upon hearing the question, Hestia and Circe caught their breath, their eyes flicking toward the kitchen involuntarily.@@@@


    "Yes, in preparation for tonight''s banquet, from selecting ingredients to cooking, we did everything with our own hands."


    From the kitchen, Athena, apron-clad, emerged carrying a pot of mushroom soup, and declared with significant pride.


    Hestia and Circe on either side nodded rapidly like pecking hens, and hastily pulled out chairs, pushing the two banquet attendees onto the seats as they eagerly offered utensils.


    "Come on, eat, eat! Don''t be shy!"


    Watching such an enthusiastically harmonious scene, and observing the extra cook for the day, Luo En quietly placed his fork back down.


    However, seeing this, Athena pulled out a chair beside Luo En, tenderly thrust the fork back into his hand, and urged him onward with a beaming smile.


    "Having wandered outside for so long, it''s rare for you to come back, why be formal?"


    "I''ve been dining and sleeping rough recently, not much of an appetite."


    Luo En forced a slight smile on his somewhat stiff face, again placing the fork on the edge of his plate, and then turned a confused look to Hestia and Circe trying to make themselves less conspicuous in the corner.


    "What are you standing for? Take a seat as well, after the hard work of preparing the meal, you should be the first to taste it; with my elders and Chief God present, it''s not right for me to touch the utensils first."


    With that, he righteously pulled his Chief God and teacher to the dining table, pressed them to sit, and thoughtfully prepared utensils for each of them.


    Suddenly forced into the fray, Hestia and Circe glared furiously at a certain disrespectful rogue.


    Well done, Luo En, you''ve made us suffer!


    "It''s just a simple meal, what''s there to refuse?"


    As no one touched the dishes on the table, Athena''s amethyst-like eyes narrowed slightly, her eyebrows arching as she teased with a light laugh.


    "Don''t worry, there''s no poison in the food, it''s all made by us,"


    That''s exactly what I''m afraid of!


    Luo En maintained a calm facade, but inside he was screaming in panic.


    In the future, Hercules, chasing after a Centaur bandit, accidentally wounded his teacher Chiron with the same invincible arrows once given to him by his mentor. That arrow, soaked in Hydra blood, passed through the body of a Centaur bandit and struck Chiron in the throat.


    But because of his immortality, Chiron managed to withstand the Hydra poison that had killed countless Greek heroes and remained sprightly for quite some time after.


    It wasn''t until he could no longer endure the pain brought on by the poison that he voluntarily gave up his immortality and finally lay down for good.


    He could withstand the venom of the Hydra, but was brought down by two bites of vegetables?


    Luo En, observing the unresponsive teacher beside him and breaking out in a cold sweat, quickly feigned concern and helped him up.


    "Teacher, hold on, I''ll get you treatment right away!"


    "Let us help too!"


    Hestia and Circe stood up in unison, ready to help with all the warmth of an ancient chivalry.


    However, before the trio could carry Chiron out of this cursed place, Athena immediately slapped her hand on the table.


    "Bang!"


    With a dull noise, golden patterns spread out, and the Centaur who had plunged into the dinner plate jerked upright, sitting rigidly and staring around blankly.


    "What, what happened to me?"


    "A home visit," Athena responded with a smile, her gaze warm.


    "And then?"


    Luo En murmured softly, trying to awaken the teacher''s memories.


    "Right, we were eating!"


    Chiron nodded earnestly and immediately grabbed a fork to pick up some green vegetables and shoved them back into his mouth.


    "Bang!"


    Moments later, the Centaur sage who had woken up for just three seconds once again toppled into the dinner plate.


    "It''s probably because he''s full and wants to sleep. We''d better not disturb Teacher Chiron for now,"


    Athena explained smilingly and then looked at the three survivors with anticipation.


    "Come on, you guys should all try today''s dishes too."


    "..."


    The three were silent as the grave, chills running through their hearts as they moved their chairs backwards.


    Seeing the others so uncooperative, the Goddess of Wisdom felt her face could not maintain composure.


    "Fine, fine, if no one wants to eat, then don''t even think about..."


    "What''s that delightful smell? What flavor is it?"


    "Eating delicious food without telling us!"


    Just as Athena was on the verge of losing her temper, two young amethyst-haired spirits stopped in the hallway, pushed open the door, and peered resentfully into the room.

 Chapter 239 Its Your Fault Im Hard

    At this moment, everyone heard a noise and simultaneously turned their heads, their gazes strangely fixing on the door.


    Due to their serpent-like instinct to foresee danger, Euryale and Stheno instinctively drew their heads back, preparing to shut up and slip away.


    However, a gust of wind swept through the room, and Luo En, who had activated the Authority of the Goat, pulled the two female demons who were passing by into the room with the speed of lightning and greeted them warmly.


    "Stheno, Euryale? Long time no see! Come, come, don''t rush off, let''s have a meal together first!"


    During this exchange, the smile on someone''s face was so radiant it was almost distorted, and with hands like iron clamps, he courteously pulled the two Gorgon demons to the table and forced them to sit down, beginning to host them warmly.


    "Come, come, looking at both of you, you''ve been starving lately. Eat more and replenish your bodies."


    Shortly after, two plates piled up like small mountains with dishes were pushed in front of the two Gorgon demons.@@@@


    Apart from the meat pies and vegetables that Chiron had tried earlier, the remaining dozens of new dishes could mostly be found on their plates.


    Hestia and Circe, next door, kept their eyes low and hearts detached, like statues, as if they had seen nothing of the person''s actions.


    It couldn''t be helped. The immortal teacher had already fallen, and someone had to pick up the burden to continue for everyone, right?


    Anyway, with the live example of the old horse, they absolutely wouldn''t touch their forks until the dishes on the table had been thoroughly tested for poison.


    At this moment, the two Gorgon demons dragged into the room faintly sensed the subtle atmosphere at the table and immediately looked suspicious.


    "You''re not eating? Then good, since I''ve already treated, let''s write off the last incident!"


    Seeing this, Luo En was overjoyed. He moved the two plates towards himself as if afraid they would change their minds, and a sly smile appeared on his face.


    "Coming back this time, to bump into such a lavish welcome dinner, I won''t be polite then."


    "Want to eat? Dream on! Hand it over!"


    Unable to sit still, Euryale snatched her own plate and glared at Luo En beside her.


    "Thud!"


    Accompanied by a dull thud, the solid wood chair shattered, and Euryale, who fell stiffly, deeply crashed into the floor, motionless.


    Luo En carefully poked her, discovering that from head to toe, she was stiff as if struck by a petrification curse.


    Then, he picked up the plate from the ground, sniffed the remaining food, glanced at the exquisite arrangement on the table, and then looked gloomily at the Goddess of Wisdom across the table.


    "You didn''t add a solidifying agent in there, did you?"


    "Did I? Cough, maybe, just a bit of ingredient."


    Athena sipped some fruit wine and responded nonchalantly.


    Ingredient? Who uses alchemy ingredients in cooking instead of sauces and spices?


    "Normal, normal."


    While Luo En inwardly panicked, he verbally agreed non-committally and skillfully stuffed the now solidified Euryale under the table.


    As the tablecloth flipped up for a moment, Stheno suddenly saw another Centaur Sage lying dead under the table.


    Seeing the haphazard pose, it''s likely he was shoved under the table when they opened the door.


    "I suddenly remembered there''s an urgent matter back home! I''ll take my leave, don''t want to disturb!"


    Stheno abruptly stood up, turning and dashing towards the door, trying to escape this dreadful den.


    However, an iron-clamp-like hand was already prepared on her shoulder, pulling her back and "kindly" persuading her.


    "What''s the rush, it''s rare for us to gather. Let''s eat first, this food is the handiwork of your Chief Goddess Athena, and it''s bad to waste food."


    Stheno squeezed out a stiff smile on her face, hastily making excuses.

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    "I, I''m not hungry, it''s said to be a welcoming feast for you, it would be inappropriate for me to ruin it, you should eat..."


    "Perfectly appropriate, why be polite in your own home?"


    "I''ve been dieting recently, I''ve lost my appetite."


    "At your young age, why diet? I haven''t seen you for so long, and look, you barely have any flesh on your bones."


    The plates on the table were pushed and pulled back and forth while the hands on them, one large and one small, bulged with veins and creaked with bones.


    "That''s... not...!"


    "Absolutely... is...!"


    The two seated smiled at each other, the words squeezing out from between their teeth, their faces contorted with strain because they were speaking so forcefully.


    In the Gorgon sisters, Stheno, meaning ''Lady of Strength,'' was the smallest in size but possessed the strongest arm strength, while Luo En, invoking the ''Bull,'' was not far behind in terms of power.


    At this moment, in front of the dining table, both parties were wrestling like deadly enemies on the battlefield, eager to cram the plate full of delicious food into each other''s mouths.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, a feminine hand could no longer bear it and slapped the table, interrupting the scene of mutual courtesy between them.


    Athena looked around with dissatisfaction.


    "What, too scared to eat?"


    "No, no!"


    "Absolutely not!"


    Luo En and Stheno sat upright, shaking their heads in unison, their hands, one large and one small, quietly pushing their plates away.


    As the forces met, the plate spun faster, sliding to a stop between Hestia and Circe.


    You two...!


    Previously trying to keep a low profile, Hestia and Circe, even lying down, seemed to get hit by an arrow and glared angrily at the two culprits across from them.


    "It''s just a meal, I didn''t poison it, what''s wrong with eating a bit?"


    Seeing the guests avoid her dish as if it were venomous, an indignant Athena stood up.


    "Watch, I''ll taste it for you!"


    Frustrated, the Goddess of Wisdom grabbed a fork from the table, skewered a piece of cooked beef, and chewed on it to prove her innocence and that the food was harmless.


    Seeing this, Hestia and Luo En were startled and wanted to stop her, but it was already too late.


    As Athena chewed the pork, her expression froze as if time had stopped.


    Hestia and Luo En instinctively held their breath and asked cautiously.


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    "How is it?"


    "Are you okay?"


    Hearing the voices by her ear, Athena snapped back to reality, glanced at the apprehensive duo, and scoffed.


    In doing so, he also snatched the piece of cooked beef that had earlier fallen onto Hestia''s small plate.


    Beastly!


    Looking at her utterly rebellious good disciple and the little mountain of cooked beef piling up before her, along with a large heap of unspeakable, unidentified food below it, Circe shivered, her voice breaking as she silently set down her fork and squeezed a smile onto her face, rising from her seat.


    "You guys go ahead, I need to..."


    But two hands, one in front and one behind, pulled her back into her seat, cutting off her speech.


    "What''s the rush, eat your meal first."


    Luo En smiled radiantly, while Hestia guiltily lowered her head beside him.


    Dastardly couple!


    Realizing she was being grilled over a fire, Circe deeply regretted her careless words.


    However, as a hand lightly brushed against her back, vaguely moving its index finger, Circe immediately understood and, steeling her heart, forked a meat patty into her mouth. After chewing for a moment, her face turned pale, and she grabbed Hestia''s arm, crying in agony.


    "Help, help me..."


    "Circe! What''s wrong with you? Don''t let anything happen to you!"


    Hestia immediately scooped up her close friend, looking scared and anxious, and hurried towards the door.


    At that moment, the instigator of all this, Luo En, also conveniently dragged the unconscious Chiron out from under the table.


    "Mr. Horse, hang in there!"


    Each supporting a teammate, they rushed to escape.


    But just as Hestia and Circe had stepped through the doorway, a golden ribbon of light shot up from the ground, blocking Luo En''s path.


    "The banquet isn''t over yet, why the rush to leave?"


    Hearing the somber mutter from behind, Luo En reluctantly turned around to face the mocking smile of Athena at the table, feeling utterly dejected and extinguishing the last flicker of hope he had.


    Clearly, she was targeting him.


    The same excuse could get Hestia out early, but not him.


    Unless Athena declared the banquet over, or someone finished off the table of dishes.


    In thought, Luo En maliciously glanced toward another Gorgon at the table.


    Instantly, Stheno realized what was happening and, squeezing a look of tragic panic on her face, started dragging her rigid sister under the table toward the door.


    "Euryale, don''t scare me, I''m taking you to get treated right now!"


    "Leave it to me!"


    Meanwhile, a figure of "warm-hearted tradition" stepped forward, took Euryale in his arms along with Chiron, and threw them both outside.


    The two unlucky tasters were indeed thrown successfully beyond the doorway, landing in front of Hestia.


    "They''re just too full, need some sleep, one person can take care of them."


    With a beaming smile, Luo En held back Stheno, who was attempting to flee, pulling her back to the table.


    Just die already, why drag me down with you, lowest of the low!


    Seeing no escape, Stheno was so angry she itched to jump on him and bite the despicable man to death.

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    However, as soon as Stheno opened her mouth, a mountainous pile of dishes was pushed in front of her.


    "Come on, don''t be shy, eat more."


    Seeing the colorful heap of dishes in front of her, Stheno couldn''t help but shiver.


    Seeing the Gorgon Demon''s resistant demeanor, Luo En immediately slammed the table and stood up angrily.


    "Eat! Why aren''t you eating? Are you despising the dishes made by Lady Athena?"


    Hearing the obvious attempt to shift trouble and sow discord, Athena looked at a certain expert in shifting blame with a smile that wasn''t quite a smile.


    "If she isn''t eating, why don''t you eat it then?"


    "Ah, right, right, right!"


    Seeing her Chief God coming to her aid, Stheno was overjoyed and quickly opened her mouth to agree.


    But in the blink of an eye, as soon as Stheno opened her mouth, Luo En grabbed the Gorgon Demon''s chin, dislocated her jaw, picked up a plate from the table, and with lightning-fast speed, stuffed a full plate of food directly into her mouth.


    Oof!


    In an instant, the surprised Stheno''s eyes bulged, her face contorted, and she flailed excitedly, yet was unable to speak, only managing to emit unintelligible sounds.


    "You look so thrilled; it seems like Lady Athena''s dishes are really to your taste. Don''t worry, no one''s competing with you, I''ll make sure you''re full today."


    As Luo En spoke, he rapidly stuffed dish after dish from the table into Stheno''s mouth.


    It is widely known that pythons can swallow prey several times their size, partly because they have a special digestive system which allows them to eat a full meal and then go for days or even weeks without needing food or drink, and partly because a snake''s mouth can open up to 130 to 180 degrees, easily allowing them to swallow large volumes of prey.


    At that moment, Luo En was pulling at Stheno''s mouth as if he had caught a huge snake skin bag, frantically stuffing it with all sorts of dishes from the table.


    Theoretically, as long as someone finished the dishes, they wouldn''t have to suffer anymore.


    This kind of multiple-choice question didn''t even need thinking; the answer was obviously every man for himself.


    As Luo En pondered, he quickened the pace of feeding Stheno, trying to clear the table of "delicacies" before the Gorgon Demon passed out.


    However, the dishes prepared by the Goddess of Wisdom were extraordinary, and Stheno could only hold on for a moment before her eyes rolled back, and she fainted stiffly, becoming as rigid as her younger sister Euryale.


    Luo En glanced at the table, where about a third of the dishes still remained, and regretfully let go of Stheno, inwardly astonished.


    If he remembered correctly, both Euryale and Stheno had immortality and, because they were Gorgon Demons, also had high poison resistance...@@@@


    A demigod, three deities with immortality, all brought low.


    This showed just how outrageous the dishes Athena had prepared were.


    Fortunately, through Chiron and Circe testing for poison, along with the consumption by Stheno and Euryale, the most dangerous and troublesome dishes on the table had almost all been cleared.


    The remaining dishes were either somewhat edible or hadn''t been touched by anyone yet.


    At this moment, the composed Goddess of Wisdom smiled and revealed her ultimate intention.


    "They all had their share, isn''t it your turn now? After all, this feast is in your honor."


    All this preparation was just to teach this guy a lesson; after everything that had happened, there was no way he could be let off.


    "That''s true, but since this is a home feast, how could I enjoy it alone, we should eat together"


    Luo En nodded sincerely, then took the lead and served a portion to Athena, passing it to her with ill intent.


    "It''s impossible that you cooked it yourself just to watch others eat, right?"


    Watching the towering heap of dishes on her plate, Athena couldn''t help but twitch her eyelid.


    To eat together, is clearly a tactic of mutual destruction.


    Noticing the subtle change of expression on the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En smirked playfully.


    "What, you don''t dare to eat your own cooking?"


    Immediately, Luo En changed his tone and took the initiative to pave the way for reconciliation between them.


    "How about this, since we''ve already eaten quite a bit and everyone is pleased, why don''t we call it a day?"


    However, hearing the slight pleasure of escaping punishment mixed with veiled sarcasm in that speech, the Goddess of Wisdom''s face grew cold, and she suddenly looked up, revealing a chilling smile.


    "Sure, let''s eat together. I''ll join you."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s smile instantly froze, as he looked in astonishment at Athena, who was now wearing a gentle smile.


    You are willing to take such damage even if it kills a thousand enemies and self-harms eight hundred? Aren''t you the Goddess of Wisdom? You''re stepping into such an obvious trap?!


    However, before Luo En could think further, Athena had already picked up a piece of cooked beef and chewed it, while offering Luo En a similarly sizable piece.


    "Are you kidding, I''m not afraid?" Seeing that she had no intention of calling a truce, Luo En defiantly took a sip of nectar and launched another counterattack.


    Finally, under their mutual torment, this brutally inhumane dinner finally drew to a close.


    Athena and Luo En breathed heavily, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, relieved to have stopped this self-inflicted torture.


    With their stomachs and intestines bloated and buzzing, their internal magic circulating, and a warm current building up, they felt a sense of laziness.


    Luo En and Athena glanced at the kitchen where a pot of chicken soup was still stewing, tacitly giving up on continuing their face-off. They sipped on nectar while casually chatting about other topics, quietly waiting for their stomachs to digest everything.


    However, the more they drank, the hotter they felt, and the drier their mouths became, as if a fire were flowing through their veins, and countless ants were crawling and nibbling on their bodies.


    Luo En lifted the wine jar and scrutinized it for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed.


    "This wine..."


    "My aunt sent it, said it was specially brought out from the cellar to entertain you."


    "To entertain me?"


    "..."


    Since no feast is a good feast, how could the wine be any good?


    And this feeling of the drug, it seems familiar.


    It felt like...


    Athena and Luo En exchanged a look, their expressions drastically changing as the atmosphere between them turned intensely hot and eerie.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain.


    Circe, who should have been unconscious, was leaning on a small tree, vomiting profusely, retching for a while before finally spitting out the food stuck in her throat.


    "Next time, no matter what, I can''t let Athena into the kitchen!"


    "Yeah, yeah!"


    Hestia nodded repeatedly, fully agreeing.


    Her niece was too terrifying. Other people''s cooking might waste money and materials, but hers was life-threatening.


    While bitterly complaining in her mind, Hestia unhooked a wine flask from her waist and handed it to her friend.


    "Here, have a drink to rinse your mouth."


    Just as Circe was about to take a sip, she seemed to remember something, quickly setting down the flask and cautiously asked.


    "You didn''t add anything to this flask, did you?"


    "No, just two jugs, all set on the table."


    "That''s good, that''s good."


    Reassured by her friend''s promise, Circe finally relaxed and rinsed her mouth with nectar.


    Then, unable to contain her curiosity, she quietly moved closer to ask.


    "So, what did you put in the wine?"


    "Nothing much, just a bit of my flame authority and some herbs with special effects. Drinking too much can cause your blood to surge, heat and thirst, and itchy skin."


    Hestia casually waved her hand, responding airily.


    Circe, hearing this, couldn''t help but feel a bit disappointed.


    "That''s it?"


    What else?"


    Hestia scratched her head and rolled her eyes at her friend.


    "He''s my nephew, and the others at the table are either acquaintances or relatives. I couldn''t really poison them, could I?"


    Not poison, but you could have turned him into a pig!


    Just as Circe was about to share her fanciful idea with her friend, two streaks of light shot across the sky, rapidly falling toward the valley of War God Mountain.


    "Splash!"


    The clear sound of water splashing came from afar, causing Hestia and Circe to look at each other in bewilderment.


    "They seem like..."


    "... jumped into the lake?"

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    The next night at Hestia''s residence.


    The Goddess of the Hearth looked at her subordinate deity on the bed, who was almost wrapped up like a mummy, her face a mix of helplessness and sympathy.@@@@


    "Why did you bother her if you said you were fine? Forcing her to finish the meal was one thing, but dragging her into the lake in the middle of the night..."


    "I didn''t want to..."


    Luo En felt deeply wronged upon hearing this and looked at his chief deity with a mournful expression.


    "You let her into the kitchen, she asked for the bet, you added the magic potion, and I kindly covered for you guys, taking on everything alone."


    Upon hearing this nearly tearful accusation, Hestia guiltily averted her gaze and muttered softly.


    "It was just a little herb that causes itching and boosts blood circulation..."


    "Which is why she beat me up like this!"


    Luo En waved his arms, which were wrapped tightly, his face full of grief and indignation.


    Not long ago, there had been an incident with small pink bottles, and now the drinks at the banquet seemed to have similar effects. Both Luo En and Athena instinctively thought there were remnants of a "Love Potion" inside.


    Thus, he chose to jump into the lake with Athena to suppress the restless heat inside their bodies and to look for calming magic potions in the small black house of the Medicine God at the foot of the mountain.


    However, when Hestia and Circe arrived, they realized it had just been a small prank.


    New grudges paired with old resentment, a completely drenched Athena lost control, grinding her teeth, she chased Luo En halfway up the mountain, furiously beating him before she finally left him be.


    Afterward, it was still Hestia and Circe who pulled him out of the deep pit and cared for him at home.


    "The potion was my doing, but if she was upset, she should have come to me; why did she beat you up like this?"


    Finally, unable to withstand her conscience and her subordinate deity''s stare, Hestia put on a righteous indignation act, intending to defend her subordinate deity.


    However, as soon as she said this, Luo En''s face darkened even more, and he spoke somberly.


    "She said you''re the chief deity. If the chief deity made a mistake, it must be the subordinate deity''s fault for not advising and guiding properly. Moreover, how could a niece scold her aunt? So, after much deliberation, of course, it''s me who gets beaten..."


    "..."


    Listening to this mournful answer, Hestia suddenly lost her fire, her gaze on her subordinate deity filled with intense guilt and shame.


    Seeing the atmosphere was ripe, Luo En made his most crucial plea and accusation.


    "So, you understand now, right? Last time wasn''t my fault, I was just a victim who wasn''t really trying to take advantage of anyone with that magic potion."


    "Yes, absolutely! It was all those two little devils'' fault!"


    Hestia nodded vigorously, believing this without a doubt. Her guilty gaze swept over her upright and reliable subordinate deity, who had shielded and taken the blame for her, filling her with even more compassion.


    "You''ve suffered..."


    "Forget it, Athena wasn''t wrong either. After all, I am your subordinate deity. Some things I indeed should endure on your behalf."


    Luo En waved his hand, appearing helpless yet willing.


    Hestia felt a warmth at first, but then became increasingly angry, promptly slammed the table, and stood up.


    "No, we can''t just let this go!"


    The instigator, his eyes shimmering deeply in the gloom, brimmed with faint anticipation and pleasure.


    Yes indeed, you''ve got to stiffen up and take revenge for me!


    "So, you want to..."


    Because during the days he was "bedridden and recuperating," the nine Muses almost nightly took advantage of the darkness to "visit" him.


    Sometimes in groups of three, sometimes in pairs, sometimes seven, or all at once, each night they played out a scenario of a night-shift infirmary.


    Because it was too outrageous and frequent, their clandestine actions even got Medusa to catch them in the act.


    Thus, the Gorgon quite readily struck a deal with the nine Muses, acquiring half-ownership of someone.


    Later on, hearing about this, Euryale and Stheno, enamored by the rumor, joined in as well.


    In their view, this was a joyful act of bullying by many against one, and they wanted in on the action.


    Also, such pleasures seemingly offered quite the delightful relief, turning both young gorgons positively gleeful.


    But with so many congregating for silvery parties, the goddesses up on War God Mountain were not blind, and sooner or later, it was bound to come out.


    Therefore, a few days later, Luo En, deemed the root of all evil, was grimly thrown off War God Mountain by several utterly fed-up goddesses.


    After all, some of them were frustrated recluses, some vowed virginal deities and their lesser deities, and a few were naive children. They could no longer stand hearing those moans and groans all day long.


    But this wasn''t my fault. They started it.


    And besides, even though I repeatedly said no, they still kept coming in groups to pester me.


    After a bout of frustrated grumbling, Luo En dusted off the dirt and grass on his body, and retrieved a purplish snake scale from his bosom, beginning to plan his next steps.


    In the night, he might have engaged in mischief, but during the day, he hadn''t neglected serious matters either.


    On one hand, the Court of Judgment under Goddess of Justice Themis and the Library under Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne required his consultative advice; frequent discussions between the three were inevitable to push forward with their plans, and in light of his commitment to serious tasks, Themis and Mnemosyne had turned a blind eye to his scandalous affairs and the chaos on War God Mountain.


    On the other hand, Luo En had also forged good relations with Mother of Serpents, Echidna; the snake scale was a token from her. With a foundation of life-saving grace, and following the precedent set by the Gorgon Sisters enhancing their situation, Echidna hoped he could alter the dire straits and future crises facing Typhon''s offspring, and prevent the unfortunate demise of her children one by one.


    In response to this, Luo En readily promised, cheerfully accepting the commission.


    At present, he roughly had three things to do:


    One was to use the token from Mother of Serpents Echidna to secretly rally Typhon''s scattered offspring, gradually strengthening his own forces while securing the Golden Apple guarded by the hundred-headed dragon Ladon;


    Another was to head to the Netherworld, to keep his appointment with Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and see if he could resolve the problem of the Wheel of Hecate on him;


    The last was to continue exploiting the Twelve Olympians, complete the twelve divine incarnations, unlock the first seal of the twelve-sided die, and find out what "gift" Hecate had mentioned.


    After thinking it over, Luo En decided to eliminate the third option first.


    The logic was simple. Hecate hid too much and was not trustworthy.


    Whether it was Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Goddess of Justice Themis, or Ocean Goddess Tethys, they were all implicitly warning him to be wary of that Goddess of the Nether Moon.


    The so-called "gift" sealed within the twelve-sided die may not be something beneficial.


    Therefore, without fully preparing or eliminating the Wheel of Hecate from himself, it would be best to hold off on gathering the remaining divine powers of the three chief gods.


    Besides, the remaining targets were Hera, Zeus, and Hephaestus, God of Fire.


    The God of Fire was manageable, but the other two were not so easily fooled; taking it slow might not be such a bad idea.


    Consequently, Luo En made a decision, opting for the second option first, then the first.


    That is, to first make a trip to the Netherworld, and then upon his return, try to connect with Typhon''s scattered offspring.


    This way, he could conveniently escort the Typhon''s offspring he had rallied on his return trip to War God Mountain.


    Resolved, Luo En placed the purplish snake scale into the Magic Circle Diagram and, drawing out the dull Horn of Plenty from his pocket, gazed thoughtfully in the direction of Arima Cave, murmuring to himself meaningfully,


    "Well then, foster mother, I am coming to fulfill our appointment."

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    Several days later, Netherworld, on the edge of Tartarus Hell.


    Rustling sounds emerged from the dim Arima Dungeon, and the three-headed watchdog of Hell immediately rose from the ground, its three heads growling at the dark dungeon entrance.


    "Shush, be silent, it''s me!"


    However, upon hearing that familiar voice, Cerberus immediately softened his fierce expression and joyfully dashed to the entrance of the cave, wagging his tongue excitedly at the sneak who was emerging.


    "Good boy! Here, your reward, eat it."


    Having successfully infiltrated his destination, Luo En reached into the Magic Circle Diagram and pulled out the honey cakes and ambrosia wine he had prepared in advance, tossing them to the eagerly watching Cerberus.


    The sweet aroma was overwhelming, and the three-headed dog, completely corrupted by the delicacies of the Mortal World, leaped high, skillfully catching the falling honey cakes and settling down to feast, completely forgetting his duty to guard the Netherworld.


    Luo En, while massaging the middle head of Cerberus, quietly inquired about information related to the Netherworld.


    The three-headed dog of Hell, while enjoying the feeding and petting from "one of his kind," answered Luo En''s various questions with simple growls.


    Soon, thanks to this inside informant, Luo En had a rough understanding of the current situation in the Netherworld.


    Due to the overly conspicuous Sisyphus being caught and the God of Death Thanatos also found, the order of life and death between the Mortal World and the Netherworld had returned to normal.


    However, once the God of Death began his duty, besides his usual tasks of arresting and escorting souls, he had an additional task.


    �� Supervising Sisyphus pushing the rock.


    The job originally belonged to Hypnos, the God of Sleep, but recently, some disturbances in Dreamland forced him to lead the three Dream Gods and three thousand members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits back to defend Dreamland;


    And the souls that had escaped from the Elysian Fields had mostly been captured again, now with the order there managed by Hecate, the Goddess of the Underworld.


    The Elysian Fields were running normally, still overseen by the three great Judges of the Underworld;


    But for some reason, the atmosphere in Tartarus Hell had recently become more tense, not only were the God of Death Thanatos and the Furies stationed there, even Hades, the God of the Underworld, had personally taken action.


    With so much mobilization in the Netherworld, Luo En somewhat guessed the reason.


    �� Most likely, those old fellows in Tartarus were up to no good again...


    �� If he remembered correctly, during their previous retreat from Arima Dungeon, they had encountered Demon Ancestor Typhon showing signs of revival, which was probably the beginning of the unrest.


    You should know, within Tartarus Hell where that Demon Ancestor resided, there was a whole bunch of Titans and Divine Monsters who did not adhere to the order of Olympus, and there were even three of the Twelve Titans...


    If everything inside got out, it would certainly give the Pantheon of Gods at Olympus a headache.


    Now, even Hades, who was typically a homebody, had left his lair, indicating those old lords from the depths of Tartarus Hell were causing significant disturbances.


    However, having the powerful Hecate guard the Elysian Fields...


    Wasn''t that place just a bunch of puppet-like souls? Was it that significant?


    Luo En suddenly thought of Typhon''s noticeably reviving head and the subsequent unrest in Tartarus, seemingly occurring right after his disruption in the Elysian Fields, his eyes slightly narrowing in contemplation.


    It seemed that the Elysian Fields were not as straightforward as they appeared on the surface prior to his infiltration; there might be some connection between it and Tartarus.


    The souls nurtured in that Blissful Paradise were likely not just there to serve as ornamental landscapes...


    The "Messenger" and "Queen of the Underworld" looked at their clashing fists, and their faces turned dark simultaneously.


    Could they both really have thought of the same thing?


    Shortly, Luo En recovered and took the initiative.


    "Who are you? Impersonating the ''Queen of the Underworld'' and trying to steal the garden''s golden bough!"


    Indeed, when they had first met, the reaction of the ''Queen'' had made Luo En suspicious.


    He had already dispelled his disguise, revealing his true face. How could Persephone, upon seeing him return, remain so calm and act as if she did not recognize him?


    So, he tested a little and confirmed that this person before him was definitely not the real Queen.


    At that moment, hearing the accusation from the opposite side, the ''Queen'' scoffed disdainfully.


    "Hmph, spare me, you''re not clean yourself! That woman Persephone just went to Tartarus to handle a crisis underground, and you don''t even know this much, yet you dare to fool me?"


    Saying this, the ''Queen'' furrowed her brows, seeming to think of something, sizing up Luo En from head to toe, her eyes slowly filled with a sinister gleam.


    "Wait, looking at you, and you coming here alone prancing around in the woods, could you be her lover from outside?!"


    "Lover my foot!"


    Luo En grimaced, feeling utterly frustrated.


    Usually, he was the one smearing others, but how had he gotten doused as soon as he stepped in?


    "Alright, alright, the more intense your reaction, the more correct my answer!"


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    "Die, you adulterer!"


    With two damning accusations thrown his way, Luo En''s forehead vein throbbed, and his eyes turned sinister as he instantly harnessed his authority, grabbed the besieging pale arm, and with a fierce grin, swung it mercilessly toward the ground.


    He, after all, had nine divine incarnations. He might not strut around the Netherworld, but he would need an opponent at least of the level of the Twin Gods to suppress him convincingly. Did they really think any random cat or dog could handle him?


    "Boom!"


    Instantly, a muffled explosion sounded and smoke billowed through the woods.


    To Luo En''s astonishment, the once voluptuous and tall ''Queen'' in the pit turned into a swirl of black mist, shrinking to a rebellious-looking girl about 1.6 meters tall with a yellow hairband and a slender figure.


    "How dare you hit me? Don''t you know even Hades has never laid a hand on me! You''re dead meat!"


    Badly hurt, the girl in the pit stifled the tears spinning in her eyes, and through gritted teeth, she hissed threateningly, a wild surge of life and death divine powers swirling within her.


    Gradually, her skin turned half-black and half-white; her body transformed into black mist, freeing herself from Luo En''s grasp, and then appeared in strange shapes and forms amidst the dense shadows, sometimes clear, sometimes vague, and sometimes flickering in the darkness.


    Seeing the scene before him, and sensing the familiar dual energies from the girl, Luo En didn''t know whether to laugh or cry.


    He finally understood who she was.


    �� Melinoe, the Goddess of Conspiracy from the Dionysian Sect (Esoteric Teachings) legends of the Netherworld, the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld.


    And somehow, his... sister?

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    "Die, scoundrel!"


    In a sinister bellow, the Goddess of Conspiracy, Melinoe, wielding two daggers, pounced toward the pretty boy who disrupted the harmony of the Netherworld''s household. Dark deathly aura and twisted vitality swirled around her, clinging to the blades like two furious dragons of black and white.


    Luo En squinted his eyes; behind him, the golden wheel rotated, positioning to the fifth slot, from which the blood-soaked [warrior] emerged.


    He then casually broke off a golden bough from the garden, using it as a sword, unconsciously mimicking Athena''s tone when she had tormented him years ago, and spoke leisurely.


    "That''s all? Let me teach you how to use a sword!"


    No sooner had he spoken than the scarlet blood essence stirred the violent Aether Tide. The wind swept through like a storm, and a blazing sword light burst from the tip of the golden branch in Luo En''s hand, overwhelming the two daggers with tremendous force and charging straight for Melinoe''s throat.@@@@


    The sword edge had not yet arrived, but the slicing wind pressure already caused Melinoe''s skin to sting.


    Realizing the terrifying destructive power it contained, the Goddess of Conspiracy dared not intercept it head-on and quickly ducked and shifted to the side, attempting to dodge this sudden strike.


    "Too slow!"


    In the blink of an eye, Luo En''s wheel of light spun behind him, the stern [warrior] transformed into the rapid [goat], advancing at lightning speed to thrust the sword tip right in front of Melinoe, then striking down heavily.


    "Smack!"


    "Ahh~"


    The crisp snapping sound echoed through the forest, Melinoe clutching her buttocks, which radiated a fiery pain, and glared fiercely at the pretty boy across from her.


    "Hmm, nice look in your eyes, but unfortunately, looks alone won''t kill anyone."


    Luo En tapped the garden golden bough gently in his other hand''s palm, teasing with a smile.


    Unable to tolerate the provocation, Melinoe, enraged, pushed the dual divinities of life and death within her body to their limits, like a fiercely nursing wolf cub, showing her fangs once more towards her mysterious opponent.


    However, the skills and strength of the two were not on the same level.


    The sweeping golden bough sometimes resembled a sharp, viciously thrusting rapier, sometimes a heavily chopping greatsword, and sometimes a flexible shortsword...


    It even used the tactics of a long spear when thrusting and transformed into the style of a battle saber when retracting...


    In short, it changed unpredictably, impossible to defend against.


    If Athena were present, she would recognize that this was Luo En''s own combat style formed by [Infinite Weapon Training].


    ��As long as it benefits the situation, it does not stick to any particular style of movement; all techniques under heaven could be utilized for his use.


    According to the Goddess of Wisdom''s assessment, this fancy system could achieve good results against opponents of equal or lesser strength, but against truly skilled experts specializing in one method, it wasn''t necessarily effective.


    At most, respond to all changes with constancy, with one method breaking all others.


    Luo En had fought Athena many times, and although the Goddess of Wisdom stated that to avoid bullying the junior she always approached with the mindset of sparring, lowering her strength to the same level as Luo En''s,


    Ultimately, it always ended up with Luo En being the one thoroughly beaten��this was very telling.


    However, it''s a pity that the opponent was not the overwhelmingly powerful Athena...


    And indeed, she was even weaker...


    Hence, Luo En''s [Infinite Weapon Training] demonstrated its utmost advantage, exploiting the endlessly varying tactics to repeatedly and effortlessly break through Melinoe''s defense, striking her arms, back, and buttocks repeatedly.


    "Smack, smack, smack, smack!"


    The crisp smacking noises resonated continuously, interweaving in the woods into a jubilant symphony, subjecting Melinoe to a thorough thrashing until she, in extreme grief and humiliation, could no longer bear it.


    "I''m going all out against you!"

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    In the roar, Melinoe decisively threw the two daggers in her hand, Luo En immediately sealed his spinning sword technique cautiously, deflecting the blades aimed at his face.


    However, in the moment when Luo En switched from offense to defense, the previously vigorous Goddess of Conspiracy did not advance but retreated, decisively heading for the garden''s exit.


    A bit clever, but not by much.


    Luo En sneered, casually snapping his fingers.


    In an instant, Melinoe found the rocks and woods under her feet become shadows upon shadows, and the path before her eyes turned and twisted as if it had no end.


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    "Did you wonder why, despite our noisy fight and all the commotion, no guards from the Netherworld have come running?"


    Luo En spoke eerily, holding the golden bough, walking unhurriedly towards the Goddess of Conspiracy, who was still wandering in the dense forest, unable to find a way out.


    At the same time, the silhouettes of [Goat] and [Bull] flickered behind him.


    Whether it''s Pan''s [Goat] or the [Bull] from Crete Island, both possess the characteristics of the [Labyrinth]; one inclined towards nature, and the other towards man-made.


    The combination of the two, plus the blood cruelty of Athena, the Lady of the Labyrinth, allowed Luo En to somewhat replicate a similar enclosed space �C a plan to trap and deal with the enemy.@@@@


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t dare openly discipline this princess of the Netherworld within the domain of the Netherworld.


    Seeing escape was hopeless, Melinoe made a decisive decision, pulling out a dagger with a pale purple blade, twisted in shape, and the hilt engraved with dense runes, from the Magic Circle Diagram. She fiercely slashed her palm, dripping the golden Divine Blood onto the Netherworld''s soil while solemnly chanting.


    Soon, the monster who had body but no brains was reduced to dust motes in the blazing white fire, fell apart, and flowed back into the Magic Circle Diagram, continuing to enjoy his eternal divine punishment.


    "Worthless!"


    Seeing the giant, on whom she had pinned high hopes, dispatched in a mere moment and having barely run a few steps away, Melinoe cursed inwardly, forcefully cutting two new gashes in her hand and again sprinkling Divine Blood.


    Immediately, two new Magic Circle Diagrams formed, and two pitch-black figures emerged with the crisp sound of breaking chains. One wielding a Sword and Shield and the other a Longbow, they stood at the front of the Netherworld princess as if they were two fierce dogs that had slipped their chains, baring their teeth at outsiders.


    "Ixion, Tantalus, you go together! Stop that guy!"


    Hearing their master''s command, the two fierce dogs rushed forward in a fight to show off first.


    They would rather battle to the death against a formidable enemy than spend another moment in the pits of Tartarus.


    Even if they died fighting for this princess of the Netherworld, as long as they performed well, it could grant them a chance for a brief respite from the endless torment.


    Seeing the two Netherworld specters rushing towards him, Luo En touched his forehead and shook his head, silently criticizing internally.


    Why are there always two more worthless people...


    Ixion, the former King of Thessaly. He was handsome, dashing, and incredibly strong, blessed with good looks from birth.


    Having heard of a neighboring kingdom''s princess known for her beauty, he asked King Dionysus to marry her to him. Dionysus consented under pressure; not willing to ruin his daughter''s life, he asked Ixion for a hefty bride price.


    Ixion pretended to agree to the dowry and invited Dionysus to a banquet, where he plotted to push Dionysus into a pit of fire to his death. Ixion''s crime infuriated the entire nation and led to his expulsion. With nowhere to turn, he fled to Zeus and pleaded with the father of the gods for forgiveness for his dishonesty.

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    Thanks to his natural good looks, his request was granted by Zeus, and he stayed on Mount Olympus to avoid his enemies'' pursuit. However, this man, unable to change his nature, soon reverted to his old ways, and his lustful eyes set upon Hera.


    The radiant Queen of Heaven made him lose his senses, and he was audacious enough to brazenly flirt with Hera, hoping that the Queen would elope with him.


    After being harassed, Hera immediately reported Ixion''s actions to her husband Zeus.


    Zeus, who often turned others green with envy, naturally refused to believe that anyone would dare to cuckold him, especially someone who had survived only with his protection.


    But, out of caution, and faced with his wife''s convincing accusations, Zeus sent a cloud in Hera''s shape to Ixion. The irreverent king, suspecting nothing, actually made love to this cloud in the garden, and it gave birth to a half-human, half-horse monster.


    This was the origin of the Centaurs��four-legged beasts with savage and brutal natures, who, like their ancestor, had a passion for abducting women. Luo En and Artemis had once implemented a form of population control for the overflowing Centaur population in Arcadia.


    After witnessing how he himself was nearly cuckolded, an irate Zeus cast Ixion into the Netherworld, where he was bound to a perpetually spinning wheel of fire, which tormented and tore at his body incessantly.


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    The man before me, holding a bow and arrow, with his face charred and his body full of traces from flames and great tearing forces, was clearly Ixion himself.


    As for Tantalus, who followed with sword and shield, he was even more of a beast.


    Under this severe torture, the once handsome and tall king of Mycenae was now covered in cracked skin, his purplish rotten flesh and stark white bones exposed, deathly fumes emitting from his mouth along with a strong stench of decay, and even the eyeballs within their sockets melted away, revealing hollow and grim flames of the soul, like a walking dead corpse.


    Now, they must understand the value of food and that not everything is fit for the green, right?


    With a sneer, Luo En raised the golden bough in his hand, the gold and white flames intertwining as they fiercely ignited.


    The formerly unconcerned Tantalus, with sword and shield in hand, didn''t take Luo En''s movements seriously at first. However, as Luo En swung the golden bough, the gold and white blaze spread forth like a rain shower, adhering to Tantalus''s weapons, skin, rotting flesh, and innards.


    Immediately after, bright and fierce flames raged, baking his soul and consciousness inch by inch, bringing with them acute pain.


    "Ahhh! How could this be? Great Melinoe... save me... save..."


    The screams stopped abruptly. Enveloped in the fierce flames, Tantalus didn''t even have time to cry out before his limbs twisted and disintegrated like burnt out kindling, turning inch by inch into drifting ash.


    Watching the golden specks of light flowing back into the Magic Circle Diagram, Luo En shook his head regretfully.


    The prohibitions and eternal punishments of the gods were indeed formidable, granting Tantalus a whisper of immortality. Even using Hestia''s "Flame" and Apollo''s "White Horse" to create the Holy Flame that purifies filth and burns away evil, he''d only destroyed Tantalus''s physical vessel, sending him back to his cell to continue his punishment.


    Yet for the two scoundrels, such an outcome was more terrifying than eternal death.

 Chapter 244 Stinky Sister, These Are All My Leftovers (3.3k, 8.4k completed daily)

    Seeing his teammate vanquished in a single round, sentenced to suffer eternal divine punishment, Ixion frantically plucked at his bowstring, retreating in panic with an expression of sheer terror.


    "Don''t, don''t come closer! You demon!"


    Hearing the slightly off-tone voice and witnessing Ixion react like a little girl bullied by a burly man, Luo En shook his head in disbelief.


    Indeed, in Greece, as long as one was fierce and brutal enough, even spirits would shy away in fear.


    The golden bough in the garden swept forward, wrapped in a dense blood light, effortlessly striking down several arrows formed from the Netherworld''s deathly aura.


    As an ancestor of the centaur race, Ixion naturally possessed an innate talent for archery.


    However, his skill was nothing compared to the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, and the God of Light, Apollo, let alone another centaur sage like Chiron.


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    Therefore, Luo En faced no pressure, easily advancing to Ixion''s side and cleaving him in two with a sword, swiftly sending him to meet his cellmate Tantalus.


    Meanwhile, Melinoe, repeatedly throwing fodder to buy time, finally staggered to the edge of the garden, excitedly looking towards the luminous high wall hidden in the Netherworld''s mist.


    "The barrier foundations, found them!"


    Immediately after, the Goddess of Conspiracy swiftly raised her cursed blade in her right hand and thrust the sinuous purple blade into the "Labyrinth high wall" that had formed out of thin air before her.


    In an instant, a humming sound of aether disintegration filled the air, and the invincible "Labyrinth high wall" was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, then crumbled into collapse.


    A divine vibration, indescribable by words, struck, causing Luo En''s body to tremble, and involuntarily, a sweet trace of blood rose to his throat.


    At that moment, he finally realized what that cursed blade in Melinoe''s hand was, his gaze intensifying.


    "The Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction? Are you a disciple of Hecate?!"


    As Circe had said in class years ago, Hecate, as the goddess mastering demon art, witchcraft, and magic, was skilled in various techniques of casting spells and dispelling them, and her authority.


    In her three-faced incarnation''s hands, she held items representing spell casting like the Mingyue staff, a dagger representing spell braking, and a torch symbolizing guidance among others.


    The dagger, endowed with a part of Hecate''s authority, was capable of not only destroying all barriers and anomalies constructed by magic power but was also powerful enough to demolish life forms born from magic, resetting them to their pre-magic state by splitting into basic aether factors.


    Thus, that device was also known by the moniker "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction."


    However, since Aiaia''s lineage primarily studied witchcraft and magical spellcasting, generally using the Mingyue staff, they were not familiar with the dagger adept at dispelling spells. Circe had only casually mentioned it to Luo En when they had nothing else to talk about.


    Now, hearing the person behind him suddenly name the true nature of the artifact in his hand, Melinoe not only turned back in shock but also adopted an even more cautious expression.


    "You know that old witch? Are you here specially to capture me back?"


    This blunt statement, coupled with the fact that Hecate''s legitimate artifact was currently in Melinoe''s hands, immediately made Luo En realize that this Goddess of Conspiracy was most likely another direct disciple of Hecate��his "aunt"?


    Tsk, what a tangled family affair indeed.


    Luo En quietly muttered a complaint, his gaze flickering darkly.


    Persephone, as the Queen of the Underworld''s foster mother, was likely the mastermind behind the birth of Persephone''s son, Zagreus;


    Death God Thanatos, God of Sleep Hypnos, and Ferryman of the Underworld River Charon, born from the remnants of the Goddess of Night Nyx''s divinity, were absolutely obedient to her;


    ��The "Eyes of Argos," a power derived from the hundred-eyed giant Argos himself.


    Legend has it that this ancient giant had a hundred eyes on his head and never fully closed them even when asleep. He was a faithful servant of Hera, having accomplished the feat of hunting down the Mother of Serpents, Echidna, on his own, and was later tasked with watching over Zeus''s lover, Io.


    At that time, Io had been transformed into a cow, and to rescue her, the Divine Envoy Hermes played the shepherd''s flute for the giant, spinning long and tedious tales to lull him to sleep. Once he succeeded in putting the giant to sleep, Hermes used a curved dagger to cut off his head, thus rescuing Io and fulfilling the task entrusted to him by Zeus.


    Even Hermes had to be cautious when dealing with this formidable creature. After the death of Argos, his eyes were taken by Hera to adorn the tail feathers of a peacock, while his soul sank to the bottom of the Netherworld.


    It was only by exploiting the boundary-breaking attribute of the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" that Melinoe was barely able to summon the remnant soul of Argos, causing it to adhere to her, and at a critical moment, unexpectedly revealed the lethal move of the "Eyes of Argos" to successfully subdue the one who had beaten her repeatedly.


    After suffering such great humiliation, did you really think I would let it go?! Idiot!


    Melinoe coldly laughed and swung the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" in her hand, unapologetically stabbing towards the small of the back of the person behind her.


    She wasn''t in a hurry to kill him yet, first planning to seal this guy''s capability to cast spells, then capture him and deal with him slowly.


    The self-confident Goddess of Conspiracy, with a triumphant smile on her face, excitedly anticipated the future she had envisioned.


    "Snap!"


    However, the arm she extended transmitted a bone-snapping pain, and the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" that was supposed to stab her target''s abdomen, ended up in the hands of her adversary.


    Faced with the rapidly deteriorating situation, Melinoe''s face dramatically changed, her eyes filled with disbelief.


    "How did you..."


    "I calculated your speed, catching up wasn''t going to be easy; your intentions were too obvious, little sister," Luo En said, toying with the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" in his hand and smiling merrily as if looking at a foolish deer, while continuing to explain.


    "Saying you''re running and then attempting to counterattack me at such a moment? Still using a trick I''m tired of, truly adorably foolish..."


    One of life''s four grand illusions, that I could counterattack.


    This illusion is truly harmful, I don''t know how many have foolishly thrown their lives away in some valley, turning into easy money for others.


    When battered and bruised, instead of thinking about how to save yourself, you dream of counterattacking. You check your mana, energy, or skill cooldowns, right, you can still cast these few skills, okay, you can do this. You also check the opponent''s health bar; they aren''t at full health either, yep, I can definitely counterattack. Thus, with killing intent, you foolishly charge towards the opposition.


    But the problem is, if you can''t outmaneuver the opposition at full health, what delusions of victory do you have when you''re battered and bruised? Do you really think miracles will happen?


    Unfortunately, reality is often harsh.


    Seeing her last reliance also shattered, Melinoe sweated profusely from her forehead.


    Suddenly, she seemed to see something, her face dramatically changing.


    "Persephone..."


    "Bang!"


    However, before she could finish her sentence, a hand chop heavily struck the Netherworld princess''s neck, and the strong divine power knocked her unconscious instantly.


    "With that intelligence, you still think to deceive me, these are just my leftovers," Luo En disdainfully glanced at Melinoe lying on the ground, stretched out his hand to pick her up, ready to use her as his trump card for this trip to the Netherworld.


    But just as he turned around, Luo En froze, staring at the graceful figure emerging from the dense woods behind him, swallowing his saliva dryly.


    "You, how did you come back?"

 Chapter 245 Sister Ya is Still Your Sister Ya (4.1k)

    At that moment, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, who had suddenly appeared in the forest, glanced at the wreckage spread all around and swept her somber gaze over the two main culprits in front of her, and spoke with annoyance.


    "My garden has been turned into this mess; how could I not come back?"


    Caught red-handed, Luo En couldn''t help but show an embarrassed smile. Just as he was about to start making his usual excuses, the clinking sound of armor rubbing against armor came from outside the garden.


    Clearly, the commotion he and Melinoe had caused was bound to draw attention, especially since the [Labyrinth Barrier] had been destroyed by the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction.


    "What are you dazing out for? Bring her in!"


    Following the frowning gesture from Persephone in front of him, Luo En came back to his senses as if from a dream and hurriedly picked up the unconscious Melinoe, dashing into the elegant building that the Queen of the Underworld had indicated.


    Passing through the exquisite beaded curtains, a faint floral scent greeted them, and the warm tones of the room''s decor contrasted with the grimness of the Netherworld, as did the freshly changed velvet bedding, all suggesting that this might be the queen''s own bedchamber.


    Luo En carefully opened an empty wardrobe nearby, tucked the still unconscious Melinoe inside, subdued his breath, and quietly hid.


    Soon, with the indifferent scolding of the queen, the Underworld Guards who had come to investigate the garden slunk away, their faces covered in soot and dirt.


    About a quarter of an hour later, light footsteps entered the bedchamber, and a gentle voice followed.


    "Come out now, they''ve gone."


    Upon hearing the permission, Luo En pushed open the tightly closed wardrobe door and quietly crept out, scratching his head with an apologetic smile.


    "Sorry for causing you trouble again."


    "No need to be so formal, sit down and let''s talk."


    Persephone replied casually, setting down the solid wood tray in her hands and gesturing for her visitor from above ground to sit down and taste.


    However, Luo En, looking at the tray with several delicate sweetmeats and a pot of fragrant fruit wine, couldn''t help but murmur doubts.


    Upon hearing this, Persephone smiled, warmth radiating from her eyes.


    "You certainly are a man of your word, unlike Sisyphus with his slick and sly ways."


    "What happened to him?"


    "Not long ago, Charon came to me complaining; he risked taking you out of the Netherworld, and when Sisyphus got caught and brought back, he refused to pay Charon, saying he had no money, just a life worth taking��as long as he could win against Thanatos, he''d let Charon do whatever he wanted with him."


    "That really sounds like something he would do..."


    Luo En gave an exasperated laugh, mourning in his heart for the Ferryman who''d come away empty-handed.


    Sisyphus was a born trickster, deceiving gods aplenty, not sparing Charon either.


    Furthermore, he guessed that this time, Sisyphus had little chance of fleeing again and naturally was unwilling to pay a considerable sum for nothing.


    As for the oath to the river Styx, under divine punishment, he feared nothing.


    If Charon really could withstand the divine sanctions from Zeus, Hades the God of the Underworld, and Thanatos the God of Death to rescue Sisyphus for his debts, then Charon wouldn''t be relegated to scraping leftovers from the mouths of the dead as the Ferryman of the Underworld River.


    And should the day come when Sisyphus miraculously wriggled free, he would undoubtedly change his tune if he needed Charon''s help once more.


    After recounting this amusing tale, Luo En and the queen exchanged smiles, the atmosphere growing even warmer.


    When Persephone unintentionally saw a crumb of osmanthus cake lingering at the corner of Luo En''s mouth, she subconsciously stood up, took a handkerchief, and stepped forward to wipe away the trace of food residue for him.


    As her fingertips touched the young god''s skin temperature and facial contours, the queen''s suppressed emotions spilled out uncontrollably, her hands cupping that almost familiar cheek, her eyes welling with tears as she murmured softly.


    "My little Zagreus..."


    Being looked at and touched like this by a mother who had lost her son, Luo En suddenly became uneasy, shifting his body uncomfortably. Finally, unable to endure the moral conflict inside, he spoke with a rueful smile.


    "I''m sorry, I think you''ve mistaken me for someone else."

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    Hearing this, Persephone did not get angry but simply raised her hand to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye and sighed quietly.


    "Of course I know you''re not him, after all, as a mother, how could I easily mistake my own child?"@@@@


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    Then, Queen of the Underworld paused for a moment, her face showing deep sorrow.


    "Besides, given His Majesty the King of Gods'' nature, if he ever took action, how could he possibly leave any loose ends? Whether it was Porus or my little Zagreus, they no longer exist. What you have inherited is merely that ''possibility'' planted by Hecate, and I am more aware of this than anyone."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En narrowed his eyes and spoke earnestly.


    "Could you explain these things to me in more detail?"


    "That woman didn''t tell you anything? Indeed..."


    Persephone scoffed and shook her head slightly, looking pityingly at Luo En before her and asked solemnly.


    "Do you know that after the Titan War, the ''World'' woven by the gods for ''Fate'' once had a divergence?"


    Luo En''s gaze flickered as he tentatively spoke.


    "Is it because Zeus consumed the original Goddess of Wisdom, Metis?"


    Persephone nodded slightly and solemnly revealed the secrets hidden in the darkness of night.


    "From the original ''Chaos'' of Chaos, Heavenly Father Uranus, Mother Earth Gaea, and the old God of the Sea Pontos, three primeval deities, were born. They were the first generation of Titans, representing the incarnations of life and matter, responsible for breeding and creating in the newly born ''World.''


    The Goddess of the Night, Nyx, was the last to be born; she is the incarnation of the rules, responsible for delineating the inevitable order for the ''World'', weaving its inner ''texture''..."


    Luo En listened quietly, nodding silently.


    In the original texts of the Orphism, Nyx was born from the original ''Chaos'' and is viewed as the supreme goddess of the three aspects, possessing three different transcendent identities. She could be the Goddess of Numeration, Ananke, the Goddess of Retribution, Adrasteia, and the Goddess of Cause and Effect, Hemera.


    According to the esoteric ancient Divine Chronicle, she is the very original, her three aspects corresponding to Heavenly Father Uranus, Mother Earth Gaea, and the old God of the Sea Pontos, which together form both the external and internal structures of the World, guiding the ''World'' along its ''path'' in the darkness, representing the inevitable Fate of all things.


    "''Matter'' to create and enrich the ''World'', ''Rules'' to establish and reveal ''Fate''; all was meant to be thus."


    Persephone pondered for a moment, then sighed deeply.


    "But every generation of Titan King was unwilling to sleep after achieving the grand act of creation, handing over responsibilities and authority to the next generation. Thus, they always resisted Fate''s arrangement, overtly or covertly, either by oppressing their children with tyranny or swallowing them into their stomachs... Yet, their two rebellions against Fate inevitably failed."


    "Until the emergence of Zeus?"


    "Hecate?"


    "No, Hecate had already faltered once, already being watched by The Three Fates and Zeus at the time, she had no chance to act. It was actually Athena who rescued the heart of Zagreus and quietly preserved a part of the child''s mind."


    "?"


    "What''s so shocking about that? If she had lost this possibility, her mother Metis would have never had the chance to break free from Zeus''s brain. The Goddess of Wisdom naturally had her reasons to do so."


    Persephone waved her hand nonchalantly, then her gaze towards Luo En filled with sadness.


    "But, no matter how hard Athena and I tried, my poor little Zagreus, like his brother Porus, ultimately could not escape the calamity brought by fate, only leaving this [possibility] for you."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En fell into a brief silence.


    He roughly guessed how Zagreus''s part of the mind was lost.


    His own unexpected appearance led to the predetermined infant being born prematurely from Princess Semele of Thebes, thereby arousing Zeus''s suspicion.


    As Persephone said, with the Divine King taking action along with the aid of The Three Fates, they generally do not leave any loose ends.


    Thus, the part of the mind of Zagreus, who should have developed into the future God of Wine Dionysus, was completely destroyed by Zeus''s thunderbolt.


    And he, due to Zagreus''s part of the latent mind taking the hit, and by depending on his own uniqueness not belonging to this world, fortunately escaped the calamity.


    "I didn''t expect, after a long and winding road, my godmother has sought you out again, still throwing you into this gamble."


    Persephone reached out to touch Luo En''s head, her expression one of pity and sadness.


    "Truly an unfortunate child..."


    Then, during her contact with Luo En, Persephone paused slightly, her eyes showing surprise.


    "You seem to have Athena''s aura on you, has she found you already?"


    Luo En was slightly startled, subconsciously manifesting the [Bull] incarnation.


    "You mean this?"


    Persephone immediately nodded, her eyes even more sorrowful.


    "Yes, back then my little Zagreus transformed into a similar Bull incarnation, trying to escape from the attacking Titan Gods, but ultimately he was dismembered and killed.


    "...!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s mind flashed with shocking thoughts, his face changed dramatically, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

 Chapter 246 Athenas Road of the Defeated Dog (3.4k)

    Meanwhile, on War God Mountain.


    A shadowy figure appeared stealthily in front of the Great Temple, occasionally poking its head out to peer inside.


    Athena, who was reading a scroll under the fluorite lamp, looked up and glanced at the familiar figure in the darkness, sighing helplessly.


    "Auntie, if you have something to say, just come in. Nobody is stopping you."


    Upon hearing this, Hestia outside chuckled awkwardly and slipped into the empty Great Temple. After hesitating for a moment, she began to speak in a stumbling manner.@@@@


    "Athena, may I make a small suggestion?"


    "What is it?"


    "Can''t you be gentler with him instead of being so harsh every time?"


    Athena closed the scroll in her hand, looking at the Goddess of the Hearth before her with a smile that wasn''t quite a smile.


    "What, are you feeling pity for him?"


    "After all, he is my Lesser Deity, and he hasn''t committed any unforgivable sins. A small reprimand would be enough, but every time you find an opportunity, you beat him so badly that he can''t get out of bed. I''m beginning to suspect that you''re intentionally targeting him."


    "That''s right, I am intentionally targeting him."


    Athena pushed the scroll to one side, surprisingly not hiding her agreement.


    At these words, Hestia''s face showed utter astonishment.


    "Why?"


    "If he were just an ordinary Demigod, then became a common Lesser Deity, content to live calmly under your protection and mine, of course, I would not deliberately do these things."


    Athena spoke lightly, her profound purple eyes shimmering in the lamp''s glow.


    "Unfortunately, he is not..."


    "I don''t quite understand what you mean."


    Hestia, as if in a fog, scratched her head, looking completely bewildered.


    Athena rolled her eyes at her aunt, huffing in annoyance.


    "You don''t really believe that he''s just some distant relative of Ares''s bloodline, do you?"


    "Isn''t he?"


    "Could a common relative effortlessly contain the Divine Incarnation of Crete Island? Could a common relative single-handedly defeat two Gorgon Demons who have absorbed the Divinity of the old God of the Sea, Pontos? Could a common relative match my strength as a deity for a hundred moves without defeat? Even Ares himself couldn''t achieve this level; how could it be mere talent possessed by an ordinary Demigod."


    Upon hearing those meaningful reminders, Hestia suddenly realized a possibility, murmuring dryly.


    "You mean... the bloodline of the Divine King!"


    "What else?"


    Athena looked at her slow-witted aunt, scoffing and shaking her head.


    "His little tricks can probably only deceive you completely,"


    Feeling teased by her niece, Hestia became annoyed, "Why have you never mentioned this before?"


    "It''s because he didn''t want to."


    Athena spread her hands innocently, her face calm.


    "Since he has concerns about his identity, why should I needlessly complicate things? There are some things that are better left unsaid, even when they are well understood."


    Then, a cunning and mischievous smile flashed in the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom.


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    "Besides, isn''t it quite amusing to watch him wrack his brains daily, coming up with all sorts of reasons to evade me?"


    "..."


    Many things don''t need evidence; it doesn''t matter whether he did or didn''t leave traces, but what the more powerful party thinks!


    This was the very lesson he had taught King Minos, but he forgot it himself!


    Just a bit of wariness caused King Minos to go to his death and the Minosians almost got exterminated.


    If His Majesty the King of Gods starts to suspect him and pays attention to such an unruly son, do you think he would still be alive up until now?


    Do you know how much trouble his little antics and all the Deities gathering on War God Mountain have caused me?


    If it weren''t for the fact that he''s still under your banner and that I draw most of the attention in Olympus, his end might not be much better than Asclepius''!"


    Listening to Athena''s relentless enumeration of faults, Hestia initially felt a bit scared, but as she heard the last part, the Goddess of the Hearth relaxed, hugging her niece''s arm and swaying cheerfully.


    "So, after all this, you do care about him!"


    The serious Goddess of Wisdom paused slightly, suddenly realizing that she had inadvertently revealed her true thoughts.


    But being as proud as she was, she refused to admit it and just held her head high with a humph.


    "I simply don''t want his self-righteous cleverness to catch my Father God''s attention and consequently ruin my big plans!"


    "And yet, didn''t you just say he has ulterior motives?" Hestia retorted with a grin.


    "It doesn''t matter. Since I choose to trust him, I''m not afraid of his hidden scheming," Athena said confidently. "Let him try whatever he wants, even if he dares to vie for the throne of Olympus. As his sister, I will give him that chance."


    But abruptly, the Goddess of Wisdom''s tone changed, cracking her knuckles and smirking coldly.


    "If he can''t even fool my eyes with his usual antics, and his power isn''t enough to defeat me, what right does he have to fool the gods and challenge the Almighty Father of Olympus?


    Without strength, no amount of scheming is presentable. If he relies solely on his cleverness, when a real crisis comes, he''ll just be meat on the chopping board."


    Hestia nodded thoughtfully after listening.


    "So, you beat him up for his own good?"


    "It''s better to suffer a bit under my hand and restrain that self-righteous cleverness than to be caught red-handed and die without a grave!" Athena declared righteously, inadvertently touching her protruding knuckles.


    Of course, part of it was also because she felt itchy for a fight...


    At that moment, Hestia too got spirited, flailing her small fists, ready to share Athena''s enemy.


    "That''s right! Beat him up! He deserves it! Next time, remember to call me to join you!"


    However, Athena looked meaningfully at her aunt upon hearing this.


    "Is that all? He has kept quite a bit from you."


    "If you''re not bothered, why should I be? He''ll tell me what he wants to when he''s ready."


    Hestia giggled bashfully, then looked up at the starry skies between which lay the sacred Olympus, her eyes brimming with clarity and resolve.


    "Moreover, no matter what he''s thinking or what he''s doing, I believe that he will make this world a better place!"


    Athena looked solemnly at the Hestia beside her. After a long time, she let out a weary sigh, her lips moving soundlessly.


    So, I had lost here before...


    Hestia, who was gazing at the stars, felt a voice and turned back in surprise to look at her grandniece.


    "What did you say?"


    "Nothing."


    Athena straightened her face and waved off.


    "Aunt, we''ve talked enough for today. If you have no other matters, go rest. I have to get busy tonight working on implementing those ideas he mentioned. Really, he only gave a rough outline, and left all the rest to me. Who''s working for whom here?"


    As her niece''s complaints faded inside the sealed temple door, Hestia, shoved out onto the plaza, furrowed her brows.


    Always being bullied isn''t the way; perhaps...


    The Goddess of the Hearth pondered for a long time, then gazed into the moonlight at the brilliant glow in her palm marked with flame patterns.

 Chapter 247 Stinky Little Sister, Needs Discipline (4.6k, 8k total today)

    At this moment, in the Queen of the Underworld''s chambers,


    Persephone looked towards Luo En, who was covered in cold sweat, and couldn''t help but stand up to inquire with concern.


    "What''s wrong?"


    "It''s nothing, just remembered some unhappy memories."


    After brushing off the question, Luo En raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his gaze flickering darkly.


    The recent smooth sailing had indeed made him somewhat complacent, neglecting the increasingly subtle attitude of Athena towards him.


    It seemed that his elder sister might have noticed something.


    Even if not everything, at least a good seventy or eighty percent, perhaps.


    But since she has not exposed it, it also means that he did not need to worry about Athena executing familial justice upon him should his identity and the plotting against the gods be revealed.


    Of course, a few beatings were definitely unavoidable.


    After all, he was waving the flags of War God Mountain and Hestia; his actions outside would inevitably bring some pressure upon Athena.


    No wonder she had been so irritable lately, igniting at the slightest provocation.


    Unconsciously, Luo En felt his abused rear begin to throb subtly again.


    Before he could silently mourn for his own behind, a slight shift in the air flow from behind the closet door pulled his attention back to the present.


    Luo En slightly narrowed his eyes, as if asking casually.


    "Your Highness the Queen of the Underworld, if I may be so bold, it seems that your relationship with your daughter Melinoe is not very harmonious?"


    Persephone nodded slightly, sighing helplessly.


    Luo En nodded without hesitation, his face solemn as he made a promise.


    "Alright, I promise you, once we''re out of the Netherworld, she''ll be my sister..." Discover more content at My Virtual Library Empire


    "Tch, who wants to be your sister! You better stop being presumptuous here!"


    Just then, unable to bear it any longer, Melinoe dragged her body, securely bound by cursed ropes, out of the closet like a caterpillar, her hostile grey eyes glaring at Luo En, her cherry-red lips moving briskly, spouting disparaging words like rapid-fire.


    "Don''t know where this pretty boy came from, looking good but so incompetent. You think you''re fit to be my brother? Thinking of controlling me? You better stay far away!"


    The actions of the princess of the Netherworld right then perfectly embodied the classic image of "rebellious girl, venomous tongue."


    In a moment, Luo En''s attempt to maintain a gentle expression in front of the Queen of the Underworld stiffened slightly, his blood pressure surged, and veins bulged on his forehead.


    Immediately, Melinoe raised her head defiantly, looking at the mother who was entrusting her to someone else, and spewed another round of harsh sarcasm.


    "And you, you and Hades never cared for me from childhood, and now you come acting all concerned? Don''t think I''ll believe anything you say."


    At that moment, a crisp crack came from the sleeves flanking Luo En.


    He clenched his fists.


    Regaining his composure, Luo En took a deep breath, his face blossoming into a "benevolent" smile as he looked towards the somber Persephone and pointed lightly at his sister, who stood proud like a victorious rooster, his tone unusually gentle as he asked.


    "May I punch her?"


    "..."


    Persephone, distressed by her own daughter''s situation, found the inquiry on the other side somewhat difficult to respond to.


    "She previously pretended to be like you, aiming to steal the golden bough from the garden and escape, and when I caught her, she lashed out at me directly."


    Luo En bluntly accused Melinoe of her numerous misdeeds to the Queen of the Underworld, then spoke earnestly.

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    "For your sake, I won''t stoop to her level. But not everyone in this world will give her leeway. And once on the surface, her terrible character will eventually lead to her downfall. Those lessons that you''re either inconvenient to teach or too tenderhearted to enforce, might as well let me do the dirty work."


    Perceiving the earnest concern in those words, the Queen of the Underworld fell silent.


    "Persephone, don''t listen to his nonsense! Let me go now! Otherwise, I''ll spill your little secret to Hades and Hecate and see how you clean up the mess!"


    At this, the Queen of the Underworld, who usually presented herself with gentleness, instantly had her face frost over as she coldly looked toward Melinoe, who was making threats.


    As a chill breeze blew through the room, the Netherworld princess subconsciously shrank her neck.


    Seeing her daughter submit, Persephone sighed deeply, looking toward Luo En across from her.


    "After all, I am her mother."@@@@


    "Then, okay, I..."


    "Go easy on her."


    Luo En, who had thought beating the young ghost was not an option, wore a look of astonishment upon his face. Upon seeing Persephone nodding in confirmation again, a joyful smile spread across his face.


    "Don''t worry, I always advocate against violence. If I may be so bold to ask, your garden is vast and seems to house many animals from above. Do you have goats?"


    With Luo En''s assurance, the Queen of the Underworld finally relaxed, smiling faintly.


    "Yes!"


    Seeing the sinister silhouettes interwoven before her, the Goddess of Conspiracy couldn''t help but shrink her neck, clamoring with feigned bravery.


    "What, what are you trying to do? Don''t mess around!"


    Luo En walked over with his fingers interlocked, knuckles cracking, and lifted Melinoe with a hand, his eyes brimming with pleasure as he appraised the Netherworld princess. His smile brightened, unnervingly brilliant.


    "Silly child, consider this your formal notice that your good days are over..."


    The Queen of the Underworld agreed, patiently picking up her cup to drink alone, while the laughter that was somewhere between laughing and crying echoed around her.


    "You dare...treat me like this, once I get out, I definitely won''t...ahahaha...I definitely won''t let you off!"


    "You''re so brave, another 20 minutes then!"


    "You...haha...so ticklish...get away! Get away! Wuu...once I''m out, I''ll stew all of you!"


    The Netherworld princess within the house gasped and wailed, though she did not overtly give in, she dared not continue her tirade against the demons outside, only managing to threaten the other group of accomplices inside with venomous words.


    However, under the flickering light, with demon horns on the left and right, hair disheveled, pupils oddly rectangular, and gray-white eyes shimmering in the darkness, the executioner merely issued a puzzled sound.


    "Meh?"


    Afterward, they buried their heads even more eagerly into their licking...


    Melinoe wailed again, her cries a mix of laughter and sobs.


    Creak...


    The door opened softly, the flickering light spilling into the room.


    In the dimly lit room, the once haughty Netherworld princess was firmly bound to a chair by curse chains, her legs fastened straight, her jade-like feet sprinkled with amber honey.


    Two goats tied nearby, drawn by the sweet aroma, scraped her feet over and over again with their coarse tongues, greedily lapping up the sweetness.


    "Rascal..."


    Under the kindly gaze of the lamplighter, Melinoe, who had a belly full of curse words, choked up.


    Who came up with such a dastardly way to punish someone? Even the punishments in Tartarus aren''t this cruel!


    Although Melinoe no longer dared hurl abuse openly, not giving the person before her an excuse for personal revenge, her heart was seething, silently cursing the smiling scoundrel to high heavens.


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    Similarly, with eyes almost swollen to peaches and having held herself until the end, Melinoe naturally did not show a pleasant expression. She sniffled sharply and forced a cold huff.


    "The time... time is up, hurry... let me down!"


    "Who said the time is up? There are still a full two hours left."


    Luo En blinked, shook his head slightly, then tenderly stroked the heads of the two fluffy goats, slowly pulling out a jar of amber liquid from his embrace, smiling affectionately at Melinoe who was bound to the chair.


    "I''m worried there''s too little honey, they haven''t eaten their fill, so I''ll add a bit more."


    "..."


    Melinoe''s feigned toughness faded instantly, her face paled, her body shook like a sieve, and her eyes, gradually filling with tears, looked at the initiator in front of her with despair and anger, with one clear word reflected in her mind.


    Beast!


    Seeing that the punishment was about to continue, Melinoe, who had had a sufficient taste of suffering, no longer put on airs and immediately let out a humiliated wail.


    "Let me go! I know I was wrong, I will always listen to you from now on."


    "You don''t realize your mistake, you just know fear."


    Luo En shook his head meaningfully, patiently smeared honey on her delicate feet, and then waved goodbye encouragingly.


    "There are two more hours, you must hold on."


    As the door was slowly closed, Melinoe, who was still somewhat defiant, heard that "baa baa" demonic sound, her face turned ashen, her gaze vacant.


    Beast!@@@@


    With her divine power sealed, she could only feel a semblance of safety near her mother.


    However, due to the inhumane torture that had drained Melinoe of all her energy, she barely managed to stand up, her limbs weakened, causing her to collapse immediately.


    Fortunately, the Queen of the Underworld timely reached out to catch her daughter, preventing her from hitting the floor.


    As she fell into that warm embrace, Melinoe clung tightly to her mother''s slim waist, overwhelmed with grief, she couldn''t help but burst into tears, snot and tears mixing together.


    Why did it take you so long, dear mom!


    "Ah, if you were this obedient earlier, why would you need to suffer like this..."


    In a voice filled with reluctance and heartache, a warm hand covered the rebellious girl''s head, gently stroking.


    Melinoe paused for a moment, intending to retort but seeing a certain demon sneering beside her, she quickly nodded in resignation, then closed her eyes and snuggled into her mother''s embrace, no longer able to resist sleepiness and drifted off to sleep.


    Mother''s embrace felt warmer than ever before.


    And that sense of safety, after the dramatic ups and downs, brewed a strong dependency within her, making her wish to prolong this moment forever.


    Is this the suspension bridge effect? Contrast effect? Or perhaps Stockholm syndrome?


    At the door, Luo En, who had played the villain, muttered to himself while smiling affectionately at the harmonious scene between mother and daughter, and stealthily led away the two well-fed goats from the room.


    "Baa~~"


    In the low calling sound, Melinoe, who was shrinking in the arms of the Queen of the Underworld and dozing off, couldn''t help but shudder, her fear of this creature evidently embedded deep in her bones.


    And legend has it, from then on, goats became a symbol of demons in Hell, and the Goddess of Conspiracy''s favorite method of torturing sinners'' spirits involved this sweet punishment.

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    Netherworld, early morning.


    The melodious chirping of birds filtered through the carved window lattices into the bedroom, where Luo En comfortably stretched and opened his eyes, awakening from meditation.


    He got out of bed, drew back the curtains and windows, and was greeted by the fragrant scent of the soil and a breeze mixed with the aroma of flowers, refreshing and delightful. The lush, elegant garden in front of him made it hard to believe that he was in the sunless Netherworld.


    However, once his gaze moved beyond the greenery at the edge, the grey, desolate true colors of the place seeped back into view.


    Truth be told, no matter how beautifully constructed this garden was, it was nothing more than a sophisticated birdcage, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, was the canary trapped within.


    But birds, by nature, belong to the sky.


    Although she had already freed herself from her shackles, unable to take flight once more, she did not wish for her daughter to follow in her footsteps and spend her life in the sunless depths of the Netherworld.


    Poor are the hearts of parents everywhere...


    Just as Luo En was moved to contemplation, the firmly closed door was suddenly pushed open. A rebellious-looking, pale-skinned girl with short black hair burst in.


    "You..."


    "Hmm?"


    Luo En raised an eyebrow and turned to cast a deep look at the newcomer.


    Instantly, Melinoe, who once held unrivaled status as the princess of the Netherworld, shrank her neck like a mouse that had seen a cat, hurriedly bowed her head and corrected herself with a somewhat unfamiliar title.@@@@


    "Bro... Brother..."


    Of course, true to Melinoe''s temperament, she hadn''t hesitated to resist and seek revenge.


    For instance, after suffering a punishing ordeal, she took advantage of a dark and windy night, armed with a small knife, sneaked into someone''s bedroom intending to stab him a few times to vent her anger.


    However, a devious individual had prepared in advance, catching her red-handed and even pulling the Queen of the Underworld out from hiding to act as a witness.


    From then on, a thoroughly disappointed Persephone turned from a loving mother to a stepmother, ignoring her own daughter and fully supporting that outsider instead.


    Thus, right after getting out of bed, she found herself thrown back into the solitary black room to be punished with sheep, crying and making a fuss throughout the remaining torturous hour.


    After repeated setbacks, Melinoe was certainly not reconciled. After recovering, she regrouped and set out on revenge once more.


    This time, having learned from painful experience, she took the initiative to slaughter all the sheep in the garden first, thinking that even if she failed, at least she wouldn''t continue to be tormented by them.


    However, just when she thought the sheep punishment was the worst of his inhuman limits, she discovered he could descend even further into cruelty.


    ��Water torture.


    During this punishment, the victim''s body was bound, and the head also fixed in place, with water dripping repeatedly on the same spot on the forehead. The cool water made the forehead progressively cooler, and body temperature slowly lost. Particularly when blindfolded, everything was darkness, and in the enclosed room, the only company was the sound of water drops hitting the forehead. It was a double torture, both physical and psychological, made worse by the dark, quiet environment driving the victim to madness.


    ��Coffin torture.


    A coffin just over a meter in length, width, and height, or even smaller, only big enough for an adult to sit hunched over or lie curled up like an infant; filled with a gel that fixed the victim''s body in a specific position, preventing any movement. Once the coffin was closed and buried underground, not a glimmer of light or sound penetrated, it was so quiet one could hear their own heartbeat. Yet, the enhanced body remained acutely awake, feeling every second ticking by, along with that loneliness more terrifying than death itself.


    ...


    With his mother''s tacit consent and even cooperation, that bastard kept enforcing ''fishing-law enforcement'', then enticing her to err and using those excruciating and inhuman punishments to torment her over and over again, all under the guise of ''character education''.

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    Even later, that bastard actually wanted to use ants to taste the sweetness of honey instead of the goat...


    However, before that moment could persist, Melinoe had become thoroughly subdued; after suffering punishment, she burst into tears and rushed into the Queen of the Underworld''s chamber, pleading for her dear mother''s protection and swearing upon the River Styx never again to seek vengeance against a certain bastard.


    After that, both parties officially made peace.


    Luo En, entrusted by the Queen of the Underworld, began to give Melinoe special training to integrate into human life.


    The Netherworld princess, whose temperament had been almost entirely grinded down, could only obediently nod in agreement.


    And after a brief period of instruction, Luo En''s teaching was showing initial results.


    At least, after having had her fill of hardship, Melinoe was no longer as reckless and lawless as before, no longer eager to make it known to her enemies that she harbored intentions of calculated revenge.


    Now, she actually looked a bit like a Goddess of Conspiracy, knowing how to bide her time and disguise her intentions.


    Conspiracies thrive in the darkness, amidst chaos; the more brazen the scheme, the more likely it is to be exposed, inviting retribution.


    It was a lesson Melinoe had learned through blood and tears, this priceless experience.


    Although the seal had not been lifted, she had a vague feeling that her own divinity and that of the Goddess of Conspiracy within her were merging more deeply.


    That was why Melinoe, who had been outsmarted time and again, was willing to swallow her pride and make peace with that principal instigator of trouble.


    Of course, it was only temporary; she was the Goddess who mastered deception and scheming, not some saint of kindness and love.


    When the opportunity for revenge came, she would still seek it. Wait till you''re in my clutches, you''ll get yours!


    In a moment of self-congratulatory pleasure, Melinoe''s lips curled sinisterly upward, a cold, ill-intentioned smile spreading across her face.


    "What are you thinking about, smiling so happily?"


    "Brother, wait for me!"


    As Luo En heard her and paused his steps, Melinoe immediately slipped her hand into Luo En''s arm, shaking the "brother" on her side and walking shoulder to shoulder into the living room.


    At that moment, Persephone, who was busy bringing dish after dish to the table, looked up at the sound and saw the siblings entering side by side, causing her to pause briefly in surprise.


    "You two..."


    "Mother, let''s start eating, I''m starving to death."


    Melinoe stepped forward to help, taking a dish from the Queen of the Underworld''s hands to the table, cooing with a winsome smile.


    Luo En, meanwhile, was setting the table and arranging the cutlery with a supporting smile.


    "Me too, I''ve rarely had the chance to eat the pastries and meals you make these days."


    "It''s all because those old guys down in Tartarus won''t settle down, or otherwise, I would rather stay in the garden and cook for you every day."


    Persephone responded almost reflexively, looking lovingly at the harmoniously interacting son and daughter before her, as if feeling the atmosphere of the "home" she had longed for.


    Family, huh?


    A bright smile spread across the Queen of the Underworld''s beautiful face as she affectionately called for Luo En and Melinoe to sit beside her, serving them food and piling vegetables onto their plates.


    The mounds of food on their plates looked like her years of guilt and the affection she had failed to provide her children.


    "Eat up, eat quickly. There''s more mushroom soup in the kitchen, I''ll go get it."


    Watching Persephone bustling about, unwilling to rest for a moment, Melinoe, who had originally only attempted to pretend for the sake of fun, felt a surge of complex emotions within her heart.


    Luo En, observing the shifts in Melinoe''s expression, swallowed the food he was chewing and smiled faintly.

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    "It''s obvious, Mother really loves you."


    Melinoe came back to her senses, unceremoniously giving Luo En a cold look.


    "That''s my mother, what does she have to do with you? Stop trying to make connections!"


    "Just a moment ago, you were all ''big brother this, big brother that'', and now you deny it? I''m so heartbroken."


    Luo En clutched his chest, putting on a mournful expression, then pointed to the Lady of the Underworld bustling in the kitchen and spoke with a smile.


    "But no matter, even if you deny it, the Lady of the Underworld will agree, she would love for me to call her mother forever."


    With her real mother by her side, Melinoe, feeling a bit more confident, was just about to stand up and rebuke the shameless guy with a few harsh words.


    But unexpectedly, a meaningful whisper came through, "Eat well, as this might be your last meal together."


    "What do you mean?" Melinoe paused slightly, puzzled.


    "Your training is finished, and the unrest in Tartarus has mostly settled down, it''s about time we left."


    Luo En swallowed a piece of lamb chop, elegantly wiped his mouth, and spoke solemnly.


    "If you don''t want to disappoint her, and you don''t want to accept ''reeducation'', then play along with me in this act."


    After hearing this, Melinoe gave a slight nod to show her cooperation, her face uncertain.


    It was unclear whether she was considering maternal affection or fearing the power of ''reeducation''.


    Or perhaps, both?


    Not just in battles, but also in outsmarting intellectually.


    Finally, the feast ended in a satisfying manner, Luo En put down the utensils, looked seriously at Persephone, and began to address the main issue.


    "We have troubled you for so long, and considering the time, we should be departing now."


    The Lady of the Underworld''s heart trembled, and although her eyes held reluctance, she ultimately nodded gently.


    All feasts must come to an end; the turmoil in Tartarus was nearly over, letting them stay any longer would not be safe.


    "But before we depart, I have some questions I need your guidance on."


    Luo En thought for a moment, gazing at the listening Lady of the Netherworld, and spoke slowly, voicing the confusion that had long weighed on his heart.


    "Since in the last divergence of Fate, the Three Fates representing ''inevitability'' have already won, why didn''t they pursue victory conclusively by completely consuming Hecate, and why grant her such threatening privileges and courtesies? It surely can''t be because His Majesty the King of Gods remembers the care from Nyx in his past?"


    "If that was the case, His Majesty wouldn''t have skinned his foster mother, the goat Amalthea, to create the ''Aegis Shield'' and ''Horn of Plenty''."


    Persephone sarcastically remarked, then pondered for a moment before speaking gravely.


    "To my knowledge, it''s because my godmother holds a critically important secret, one that even Zeus and the Three Fates dare not act rashly against."


    "What secret?"


    "I am not sure of the specifics, but it seems related to ''Blissful Paradise''."


    Hearing the Lady of the Netherworld''s answer, Luo En''s gaze flickered subtly, murmuring lowly.


    ...Blissful Paradise again?

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    At this moment, seeing Luo En with a contemplative expression, Persephone spoke with a meaningful reminder.


    "Don''t delve too deeply into secrets beyond your control, for they may very well harm you."


    "I don''t want to, but there are some things that must be done."


    At these words, Luo En snapped back to reality and gave a wry smile, helplessly pulling down one side of his garment to reveal the faintly visible black ring-shaped mark on his chest.


    The Wheel of Hecate, the mark planted by that Goddess of the Underworld, Mingyue, as part of a bet they had made years ago.


    And as the collection of the twelve aspects of Divinity neared completion, the reaction of this brand seemed to grow increasingly intense...


    An unsettling feeling from the unknown made Luo En hesitate to continue collecting the aspects of Divinity. He opted to temporarily pause the battle of wits against the Olympian Twelve Gods and ventured to the Netherworld first, trying to investigate and hoping to find some useful clues and leverage.


    Witnessing the scene unfold, Persephone felt startled.


    "You are about to [mature]? So soon!"


    "[Mature]?"


    Luo En was taken aback by her words, looking puzzled.


    Queen of the Underworld fell silent for a moment, then sighed deeply while looking at Luo En.


    "Yes, exactly what the word means. Your [fruit] is about to reach the time of [harvest]."@@@@


    Luo En pondered for a while, his eyes flickering thoughtfully.


    "Are you referring to the [potentiality] within me?"


    Persephone nodded and asked thoughtfully.


    The river deity Occhanos exploded the Gold Coin of the old Sea God, Pontos, and thus came to possess the dominion over the sea. After the Titanomachy, Poseidon successfully usurped this divine authority, and the Sea King''s throne changed hands...


    Each of these events served as a reminder of the perilous situation Luo En currently found himself in.


    Since their divinity shared the same origin, he was undoubtedly a flavorful feast for Hecate.


    But even though he understood the covetousness of Hecate, Luo En was still confused.


    "If that''s the case, why didn''t she just consume me earlier?"


    "Because the [Seed] needs to go through the process of flowering and fruiting to yield a sweet [fruit]."


    Persephone sighed and looked up at Luo En, her voice faint but significant,


    "The original Porus died before he was born; my little Zagreus was born only to die again. Both had inherited the [Seed], but before it could germinate and grow, they no longer existed. Only you are still alive..."


    With the Queen of the Underworld''s reminder, clarity dawned on Luo En.


    He finally understood why Hecate had saved him as an infant under Zeus'' nose, why she had agreed to provide him with convenience and early protection, and played with him a [game] that would tip the balance of Olympus'' divine authority.


    The reason was simple; his presence as a BUG meant the premature birth of the future God of Wine, Dionysus. This prompted the suspicious Zeus to take action and annihilate him.


    When Hecate discerned that the third seeding had failed, she had intended to reclaim the Seed representing [potentiality] for a new round of planning but found that this infant already harbored her own anomaly within him.


    Thus, the Goddess of the Underworld chose to go with the flow, allowing him to inherit that [potentiality], to become the soil where the [Seed] would grow and develop.


    Moreover, to provide nourishment for the [Seed], Hecate had also made a bet with him to overturn the divine order of Olympus.


    Because as long as Luo En himself kept prying into [the inevitable fate] with [a chance of possibility], bringing change after change,


    Correspondingly, the power of [chance] in this world would grow stronger, and the Seed within him, brimming with potentiality, would be watered and develop swiftly.


    If one day, using this power, he became the [Divine King] and completely rewrote the order set by The Three Fates and Zeus, then it would be as if the [Seed] had grown into a new [World Tree], possessing the authority to control the fate of all things.

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    However, this future was far too unpredictable for Hecate, who was an investor.


    On one hand, Zeus and The Three Fates might not give him the chance to grow, and once they noticed and made their move, it would be a loss for Hecate;


    on the other hand, if he truly grew into a "Divine King", it was uncertain who between him and Hecate would end up devouring the other.


    Therefore, for various reasons, Hecate probably wouldn''t wait until then to choose to harvest the "fruit".


    And judging by the reaction of that Goddess of the Nether Moon previously, the most likely time to "harvest" would be��when he became the chief god?


    At this thought, Luo En''s mind conjured the image of a twelve-sided die illuminated on nine faces, his eyes narrowing slightly.


    ��Dice of Chance, inevitable Fate...


    It turned out that from the conversation on War God Mountain, the second round of the gamble had already been in progress.


    ��I lose, the trajectory of destiny has been leveraged by me in succession, your Authority of Chance has been indirectly strengthened, and at worst, you could take the opportunity to reshuffle while Zeus and The Three Fates deal with me, and proceed to the next "sowing";


    ��I win, I successfully advance to the chief god, and you can take the opportunity to swallow that mature and strengthened Aspect of Chance from me, giving yourself the capital to contend with The Three Fates...


    However this plays out, you won''t come out a loser, will you?


    Realizing that from the very beginning he had not escaped the calculations of his mentor, Luo En suddenly felt a headache coming on.


    What the hell? Asking for directions in the Netherworld turned from a straight path to being blocked at both ends.


    If I lose, I will be dealt with by Zeus and The Three Fates;


    If I win, I will be devoured by Hecate...


    How do I even play this game? This is ridiculous!


    Luo En pondered for a moment, his glistening eyes turning towards the Queen of the Underworld across from him, showing a look of sincerity and seriousness. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire


    "If possible, I would like to visit the Elysian Fields before I leave."


    Persephone was silent for a while, her gaze sweeping over the black mark on Luo En''s chest, and she slowly spoke.


    "Tomorrow, I will host a banquet for my godmother."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s heart leapt with joy, and he nodded in understanding.@@@@


    "Thank you!"


    "No need, I am also considering it for Melinoe; as long as you live, she won''t follow in Zagreus''s footsteps."


    Persephone gently shook her head, admitting candidly, then glanced at her still naive daughter with affection, painfully withdrew her gaze, and waved them off.


    "All right, I will send a message to my godmother tonight and make some preparations. Just in case, it''s best if you don''t stay here overnight."


    "That bastard is truly despicable! He promised extra payment, yet after returning, he didn''t give me a dime!"


    "The God of Death in charge of overseeing Sisyphus''s punishment is your brother, right? If it comes to worst, you can ask him to help collect the debt."


    "Don''t even bring that up, Thanatos, for some reason, took it all in stride after being locked up by that punk for so long and isn''t even the slightest bit angry. Not only does he turn a blind eye from time to time to that kid pushing the rock, but he also occasionally brings him wine to drink, wine that''s specially reserved for the gods during the grand offering ceremonies - I haven''t even had a few tastes of it!"


    The more Charon spoke, the angrier he became, his red eyes almost shooting out flames.


    As the Greeks feared death, the deities of the Netherworld seldom received offerings.


    Additionally, with the Netherworld filled with deathly energy and lacking in living things, there naturally wasn''t much of a supply of food and drink.


    Only during the annual grand offering ceremonies, could the gods of the Netherworld obtain some communal offerings, including drinks and food, distributed by the God of Stove, Hestia.


    In particular, the divine ambrosia mead originating from Crete, brewed personally by the priests of the Dionysian Sect to pay tribute to the gods, was quite sought after in the Netherworld.


    Since Charon had no specific divine authority, he received very little each year, so he naturally abhorred Thanatos''s wasteful behavior.


    Listening to the verbal barrage from the Ferryman of the Underworld River, Luo En smiled meaningfully.


    "Perhaps, Thanatos wanted to offer the wines himself?"


    Charon looked puzzled, "Offer them himself? Why? That rascal Sisyphus locked him up for good half a year! He got played and still offers treats; did he get kicked in the head by a donkey?"


    Glancing at Charon, Luo En inquired lightly, "After being locked up for so long and then returning to his post, was Thanatos''s authority over death affected in any way?"


    Charon thought for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.


    "It seems not?"


    For a moment, the Ferryman of the Underworld River furrowed his brows, then added.


    "Moreover, it seems to have gotten stronger!"


    "That''s where the answer lies."


    The light in Luo En''s eyes flickered as he spoke solemnly, "Death is always present but often overlooked by the living, its reputation unremarkable. Yet once ''death'' veers off its destined course, causing unpredictable changes and a series of problems, people start remembering the renown of ''death''.


    Like the Sun rising and setting day after day without anyone paying attention,


    but if one day it stopped, and then it rose again, people''s interest in it would surge like never before, giving rise to discussion and faith. The authority of death would naturally be enhanced."


    Realizing the implications from Luo En''s musings, Charon suddenly saw the light.


    "Thanatos did it on purpose?!"


    "Do you really think a mere demigod could easily detain a Ruler of the Underworld for so long?"


    Luo En asked in return, his gaze filled with mocking playfulness.


    "I suspect, there''s some secret deal going on between those two."


    Otherwise, it would be hard to explain where Sisyphus gets his brazen confidence from.

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    On the banks of the Styx, Luo En stood at the shore, watching Charon, who was propelling the ferry, gradually move away until he disappeared into the dense fog before finally drawing back his gaze.


    Although this "add-money brother" was very professional and tactful, not asking too many questions about Melinoe, who was disguised with magic on the boat, like her identity or origin, treating it as just a routine business, Luo En still took extra caution considering Charon''s certain connections with Hecate.


    After spreading his divine will and carefully searching several times, ensuring that Charon and the ferry had completely left his sensing range, Luo En finally relaxed, called Melinoe, who was waiting nearby, and headed towards the depths of the dense fog.


    Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Melinoe couldn''t help but ask with some surprise, "This doesn''t seem to be the way to Elysium, does it?"


    "The banquet hosted by the Queen of the Underworld doesn''t officially start until tomorrow, and the invited Hecate probably hasn''t formally set out. Right now, both the sleeping chamber and Elysian Fields are unsafe, so of course we''ll need to find somewhere to spend the night and move opportunistically."


    Luo En explained casually, and then glanced at the newly enlightened Goddess of Conspiracy beside him, shaking his head inwardly.


    Lacking experience and consideration, too inexperienced.@@@@


    Even without comparing her to the original Goddess of Conspiracy, Hecate, the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena, or the nymph Tethys, even he himself could easily play her.


    For instance, he had only told her half of the truth just then.


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    Choosing to disembark here was indeed due to the reasons that both the Queen''s sleeping chamber and Elysium were unsafe.


    But more importantly, the one who ferried them across the river was Charon, a deity linked to Hecate.


    To avoid the chance of that "add-money brother" selling them out, how could he possibly go loitering around Elysium conspicuously and leave evidence for others?


    Of course, he had to establish an alibi first and clear himself of suspicion before taking action.


    As the dim entrance to the hidden dungeon in the mountain rock came into view, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    And at the moment Melinoe''s breathing became steady, the "sleeping" Luo En opened his eyes a sliver, shifted into a more comfortable sleeping position, and murmured to himself.


    Right, no need for a "catch-up lesson" tonight.


    ~~


    The next day, a familiar vibration in his arms woke Luo En from his sleep.


    Pulling open his outer garment, he took out the Horn of Plenty and looked at the faint glimmer of light on it, instantly feeling energized.


    Hecate had arrived, and Elysium was now unguarded!


    "Melinoe!"


    "What?"


    At the call, the Netherworld princess immediately awoke from her dream, sitting up with bleary eyes.


    However, before she could fully come to her senses, a precise karate-chop hit her on the back of the neck, and a familiar surge of divine power followed.


    ...I fuck your XX!


    Melinoe, whose vision had gone dark, cursed in anger and bitterness, and then her consciousness sank into the boundless chaos.


    Looking down at the fainted Melinoe, Luo En explained with an earnest face.


    "How could I possibly let you accompany me on such a dangerous venture to Elysium? If something were to go wrong, I wouldn''t be able to explain it to the Queen of the Underworld. Alright, stay put, and once I finish my business, I''ll take you out immediately."


    After finishing speaking, he skillfully cast more than a dozen spells on Melinoe for suppression, binding, and unconsciousness, ensuring that this Goddess of Conspiracy wouldn''t wake up before his return. He then rose, left the Lava Cave, and sealed the exit with a large stone.


    ```

 Chapter 250 Ongoing Confinement Play Part 2

    She had too many secrets of her own, and Melinoe, that rebellious girl, was not only restless but also always looking for an opportunity to stab him in the back.


    To avoid too many unpredictable factors during the trip to the Elysian Fields, Luo En naturally wouldn''t bring Melinoe along.


    Knocking her out and then hiding her away, waiting for everything to be over before leaving together, was a plan Luo En had thought through early on.


    But being unfamiliar with life in the Netherworld, after much thought, he concluded that there were only two places suitable for hiding someone: the Court of Judgment and Arima Cave.


    Although the former had King Minos, an insider, it was still a public place with departed souls and deities coming and going. It was inevitably busy, and the risk of exposure was too great if uncovered.


    The latter, however, was rarely visited, housed the "ferocious hound," and was located at the junction between the Mortal World and the Netherworld��attackable and defensible, making it an excellent hiding spot.


    Therefore, the doghouse was not meant for Melinoe to live in but specifically for detaining her.


    Luo En chuckled playfully and waved over Cerberus from outside the cave, instructing him firmly.


    "Little Cerb, guard the entrance, don''t let anyone in."


    "Woof!"


    "If I haven''t returned in three days, or if the Medusa emblem I left for you lights up, take her out of the Netherworld and don''t let anyone find her!"@@@@


    "Woof woof!"


    Watching the dozen or so additional honey cakes and several jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine materialize in front of him, the three drooling heads of Cerberus excitedly nodded in a frenzy.


    Done!


    After convincing this fierce Netherworld guardian hound to collude with him, Luo En happily snapped his fingers.


    That way, even if something unexpected happened on the road, he could use Melinoe as the final safeguard.


    Having made thorough arrangements, Luo En walked out of Arima Cave, concealed his figure, and set off towards the Elysian Fields, relying on his previous memories.


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    Last time, when retrieving someone, since the target Adonis was a newcomer to the Elysian Fields, he was automatically placed in the perimeter area, leading Luo En to find the fair-faced Prince with almost no effort and abduct him amid the chaos.


    Therefore, their exploration of the Elysian Fields was not extensive.


    Given the rare opportunity, it was natural to want to learn more about the Netherworld''s most mysterious area, even if it was impossible to uncover the secrets held by Hecate, enhancing the understanding of the Elysian Fields was beneficial.


    As Luo En pondered, he made his way towards the interior of the Elysian Fields.


    As he kept moving, the figures of the residents became more and more numerous.


    Their brilliant smiles still blossomed consistently on their faces, the surrounding scenery became more and more beautiful, and more and more unreal, with the eerie atmosphere growing thicker.


    Unreal?


    Luo En raised his hand thoughtfully and lightly touched a butterfly perched on a flower, his fingertip actually passing through the center of the butterfly.


    Ghostly phosphorescence fell with the motion, adorning the plants and streams around, creating an even more fantastic and vivid color.


    These were dream constructs!


    Luo En had an epiphany, his searching gaze quickly drawn to an unusual gate standing in the center of a sea of flowers.


    The frame of the gate was made of horns, and its center rippled like waves, various vibrant colors and bizarre reflections appearing and disappearing within it.


    Luo En approached to observe, his eyes shimmering thoughtfully.


    Legend had it that the Tribe of Dream Spirits who resided in Dreamland possessed two gates: one made of horn and another of ivory. The dreams that passed through the Horn Gate offered truth, and any mortal who dreamt it would see reality. However, the dreams that traversed the Ivory Gate often deceived, bringing unattainable words and illusions.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, this gate was likely the one that led to the Dream of Truth.


    Luo En glanced back at the residents of the Elysian Fields, all with identical smiles, like clay statues, a thoughtful expression in his eyes.


    Could it be that these souls were all experiencing the same dream?


    �� A "true" dream, yet one that had been "woven"?


    After a moment''s contemplation, Luo En casually plucked a strand of his silver hair and tied it around his wrist, a reminder to distinguish between dreams and reality, then rose and stepped through the large gate bordered by the horns of a bull.

 Chapter 251 The Gods Guillotine

    Piercing through a membrane-like barrier, Luo En felt as if he had plunged deeply before bursting forth from the ocean surface, and the scenery before him marvelously transformed.


    The clear sky was high and the sun crystal clear, the salty sea breeze gently blowing, the fine sand beneath his feet soft to the touch, and in the distance, the sea water built up into white-capped waves...


    All in all, sight, smell, taste, touch, and hearing were almost indistinguishable from the real world.


    This dream is too real, isn''t it?


    Standing at the beachfront, Luo En scooped up sea water mixed with fine sand from beneath his feet, looked it over and over, yet was unable to distinguish reality from fantasy, feeling utterly incredulous.


    But really, what was the use of putting so much effort into creating all this?


    Just as Luo En was puzzled, clouds suddenly gathered in the once clear sky across the sea.


    "Roar!!!"


    Accompanied by a roar that shook the heavens, the seawater churned violently, heads resembling lions, leopards, oxen, and wild boars appeared in the thick dark clouds, stirring up harsh winds and waves.


    Luo En stared at the terrifying shadow that darkened the sky above the sea, his heart pounding wildly.


    Typhon?


    How did this thing appear here?


    In the swirling clouds, a throng of beasts in their myriad forms revealed themselves. With the intensifying roars, millions of Aether-snakes coiled around the ferocious animal heads, obscuring the entire sky. Meanwhile, the bottom half of the snake body moved towards the land from the sea.


    Wherever it went, huge waves surged, the ground collapsed into desolation. Drops of poisonous saliva withered the trees and melted through stone, causing mountain peaks on several islands to become tainted. As the mountains crumbled, billowing smoke and fire spewed forth.


    An almost tangible divine oppression brought on an extreme sense of suffocation; Luo En''s heartbeat involuntarily slowed, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.


    It feels like it''s real?


    "Young man, the typhoon is coming! What are you standing there for? Come with me to the city to take shelter!"


    As Luo En was embroiled in turmoil, an elderly man dressed as a fisherman approached him and clapped his shoulder, kindly advising.


    "A typhoon?"


    Luo En was startled and pointed towards the monstrous figure in the sea with a snake body hundreds of meters long and topped with scores of monster heads, asking in astonishment.


    "Are you referring to this thing?"


    "Yes, you''ve grown so big yet you''ve never seen a typhoon?"


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    The old man looked at Luo En with equal surprise and then noticed that the churning waters had almost reached his knees. Without further ado, he grabbed Luo En''s arm and dashed towards a distant city.


    "Stop talking and come with me get into the city for shelter!"


    Then, Luo En looked into the distance at several humanoid areas and continued to inquire.


    "What is that place over there?"


    "Kronos Hill, it''s quite suitable for farming."


    "And the place in front?"


    "The Plains of Crius."


    Listening to the dream residents'' unhesitating answers, Luo En muttered to himself.


    Well, it seems the other two imprisoned Titan Gods have also been found.


    Afterward, through his continuous roundabout inquiries, Luo En gathered terms like Coeus Star Field, Rhea Plains, and Thetis Sea from the mouths of the nearby dream residents.


    As the casual conversation concluded, looking at the smiling dream residents exiting the city-state to continue enjoying their lives, Luo En stood in the street, his gaze flickering.


    The sights and sounds of this dreamland reminded him of a story called "The Dream of a Thousand Cats."


    The story tells of a purebred Siamese cat, gathering numerous cats everywhere to give speeches. It had many kittens with a stray cat; the mixed kittens were put into a sack by its male owner and drowned in the lake. The Siamese cat felt confused and terrified, and then it entered the Dreamland.


    In its sleep, the Siamese cat entered the cave of Morfeus, the Lord of Dreams, who told it that the world used to be ruled by gigantic cats, humans served the cats, and many cats also hunted humans for food.


    One day, the subordinate humans betrayed the cats, knowing that if all humans dreamt the same dream, they could alter reality. Thus, all humans had the same dream that placed humans in a dominant position, and the world was transformed into one where humans ruled, and the cats became their pets.


    The Siamese cat''s purpose in giving speeches everywhere was to have all cats dream of a world ruled by cats, reclaiming the reality altered by humans.


    The "Thousand Cats" in The Dream of a Thousand Cats represent the diverse, variously formed cats. Each cat has its unique traits and personalities, symbolizing that each individual in the world is unique, with infinite possibilities. "Dreams" represent people''s curiosity and exploration of the unknown world, as well as their boundless imaginations for the future.


    If a thousand cats dream the same dream, their collective consciousness can shape their deities, even altering reality to make cats rule over humans.


    In this story, the collective belief/consciousness of all sentient beings in the universe creates "existence".


    ��I think, therefore I am.


    So, what if a group of pure and more spiritually powerful demigods, nymphs, and humans, together dreamt a dream where some deities don''t exist?


    The answer is, these deities will be "forgotten" and "erased."


    Indeed, the Divine King and Chief God possess the nature of immortality and cannot be easily killed. Being imprisoned in Tartarus can only confine them.


    But if at this time, the "Dream of Truth" collectively woven denies their existence, their self-awareness will gradually be eroded by the new concepts shaped by the collective consciousness, leaving behind only their "immortal" bodies to be integrated into the rules of the world.


    This is the "Eternal Sleep" of the gods.


    During the battle of the Titans, the Pantheon of Gods from Olympus gained new Divine Offices by leveraging the power of faith, defeating the ancient Old Gods.


    Today, the "Truth" fabricated collectively in the dreamland of Elysium can also be the guillotine for those Old Gods!

 Chapter 252 Your Daughter is in My Hands

    So, this is the trump card Hecate holds?


    Gazing upon the dream world that should not exist for the ancient gods, Luo En reflected pensively.


    The "World" is like a tree that grows from "Chaos"; too many branches will consume the precious nutrients, limiting the "World''s" further prosperity.


    Therefore, a pair of scissors is needed to cut off the weak branches, pruning away the extraneous offshoots to ensure all nutrients feed the trunk, allowing the tree to grow strong.@@@@


    The trunk represents the "Future" as ordained by The Three Fates and enforced by Zeus;


    The scissors are the "Dream of Truth" forged by Hecate in the Elysian Fields;


    Fate is the child of inevitability, and night is the mother of dreams.


    As the successor to Nyx, Hecate has always cooperated with The Three Fates to plot the "World''s" progression in the "Darkness," erasing any "Possibilities" that should not exist.


    For instance, the primitive God of Love Eros, the God of Darkness Erebus, the Abyssal God Tartarus, and the Titanic Gods such as Heavenly Father Uranus and the Old God of the Sea Pontos... they might have once existed in this world. But as their bodies were torn asunder, their existence denied, these "branches" that would consume the world''s nutrients have been gradually pruned and stripped of the possibility of a future, thus falling into eternal sleep, becoming part of the "new world."


    In this future, only the new gods and worlds recognized by The Three Fates and Hecate are allowed to persist.


    The Elysian Fields are the cemetery where the old gods are buried and the cornerstone for achieving this grand objective.


    Luo En stroked his chin, observing the dream world where so many ancient gods lay buried with keen interest.


    Existence is born from nothingness, light originates from darkness, the gods come from Chaos.


    The deepest layer of the Netherworld, Tartarus Hell, is undoubtedly the place closest to "Nothingness" and "Darkness." Establishing the Elysian Fields here, with the collective "Dream of Truth," will step by step erase the ancient gods'' immortality, obliterate their existence, and on their remains erect the paradise precisely as planned by The Three Fates and Hecate.


    ����With your bodies, lay the foundation for our paradise!


    So, this is the true meaning behind being called a "Paradise" and "Heaven."


    On the other hand, who knows how many old gods are buried within this "Dream of Truth"; not only Typhon and the trio Kronos are discovered, but even legendary monsters like Chaos and Gaea might be a part of the plan.


    Once they are all awakened, the entire world of Greece could instantly turn upside down, and then no one would be able to play anymore.


    Wait, turn upside down?


    Why can''t this nuclear-level card be in my own hands?


    Luo En''s eyes lit up at this thought, eagerly surveying the dream world before him as he began certain trials.


    However, after being busy for a while, he eventually sat down on a street corner, looking defeated and helpless.


    No way around it, this dream is as real as it gets: drinking water quenches thirst, eating an apple satisfies hunger, the scent of flowers comes with the breeze, and rain wets the ground...


    He spent a good seven or eight hours and still couldn''t find a single flaw.


    Moreover, even if he could find a flaw in the dream, it was impossible to truly awaken the horde of ancient monsters within it.


    After all, he was not ready to die yet.


    The ideal outcome for now would be to find and take control of the core that runs this dream world, thus possessing a nuclear-level trump card for self-protection.


    But that woman Hecate hides it too well, not giving him any chance.


    How about kidnapping Hypnos?


    The three thousand Tribe of Dream Spirits and the God of Sleep must be an essential part of this "Dream of Truth"!


    Luo En''s gaze flickered with devious thoughts.


    The legend goes that once, Queen Hera wanted to kill Hercules returning from Troy by sea without letting Zeus discover this, so she had Hypnos put Zeus to sleep. When Zeus awoke and found that Hercules had been blown to Kos Island, in a rage, he hung Hera in chains on Mount Olympus and threw Hypnos down from Olympus. Still furious, he threatened to cast Hypnos into Tartarus. Hypnos had no choice but to hide under the gown of Goddess Nyx so Zeus could not find him, and Zeus, out of respect for Nyx, let the matter go.

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    At that moment, Nyx had already split, and the only one who could safeguard Hypnos was Hecate, his successor.


    Since she was willing to go to great lengths to protect the God of Sleep, it proved that Hypnos had considerable value.


    If Luo En could abduct Hypnos and lock him in a dark room to force information out of him through interrogation, he might extract a lot of useful information from him.


    However, after careful consideration, Luo En shook his head again and had to abandon this tempting idea.


    No other reason, he was simply outmatched...@@@@


    His own level was sufficient to dominate deities below the Chief God, but as one of the twin deities of the Netherworld, Hypnos was essentially on par with the Chief Gods of Olympus, a tough nut to crack.


    Both encounters had taught Luo En that if he persisted stubbornly, he would most likely suffer a brutal defeat.


    Moreover, this God of Sleep was not alone; even if Luo En managed the impossible, he would inevitably attract the attention of the deities from both the Netherworld and Olympus.


    Then, even if he had eight heads, he wouldn''t be able to withstand the onslaught from a gang of Chief Gods.


    Alas, there are limits to conspiracy; no matter how clever the plan, there always comes a time when it hits a dead end, especially in such overt circumstances.


    Luo En sighed, increasingly yearning for his early advancement to Chief God to gain more self-preservation ability.


    But at present, Hecate was already drooling over him, and once he ascended to Chief God and reached maturity, that venerable master might very well attack him.


    Caught between a rock and a hard place.


    It indeed was neither advancing nor retreating.


    Just as Luo En was troubled, a deep voice came from behind him.


    "What are you thinking about, outsider?"


    "Ah, I..."


    Luo En intended to respond with some casual remarks, but upon catching the term "outsider" in the words, his complexion dramatically changed, and he abruptly turned to look towards the source of the voice.


    There on the cobbled street, a man in a black cloak, with a pale and gloomy face, thick black hair and beard, stood silently in the shadow of the street corner. His pair of pitch-black eyes, like lightless abysses, bore a quiet depth with a hint of listlessness.


    "...Nothing much, the scenery outside the city is nice, I''m going out to have a look."


    Luo En forced a smile on his face and then, without hesitation, turned around and ran!


    Trying to run? Hmph!


    The next moment, the [Great Whale] swept its tail, lifting waves and storms; the [Goat] ran swiftly as lightning; the [Bull] stamped its hooves, the earth trembled and roared; the [Wild Boar] erupted in brutal roars, shattering light patterns vibrating...


    "My name rises, scattering foes!"


    The numerous heads issued a solemn roar, the Spear of Nationhood gushed forth intense bloody flames, burning towards the falling darkness.


    "Boom!"


    In the thunderous booming, black and golden patterns exploded, creating a dazzling diffusion, the ground upheaved waves like crumpled water surfaces, radioactive crevices spread everywhere, collapsing walls and breaking plants in its path.


    Thump thump!


    An unexpected recoil struck, and the long sword of death''s intent in the middle-aged man''s hand shattered inch by inch, his body involuntarily stepping back two steps.


    Suddenly, a look of unbelievable astonishment appeared on his gloomy face.


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    He actually pushed me to this extent?


    "Cough, cough..."


    Meanwhile, from the nearly bottomless pit, the foreigner, hanging by tatters of clothing and bleeding profusely, supported himself with his long spear and struggled to his feet.


    Even though the sounds of bones grinding inside his body and almost no intact skin on him proved he was severely injured.


    But after withstanding that strike, the fact that he could still stand was truly unbelievable to the middle-aged man.


    What exactly is this kid''s background?


    Forget it, no matter whose man he is, since he has seen what he shouldn''t have, today he must be buried here!


    To avoid a prolonged nightmare, I might as well go all out this time.


    Ruthless light flickered in the black-haired middle-aged man''s eyes, the deathly energy surging in his hand transformed into a peculiarly shaped Bident, ancient Titan inscriptions engraved on both edges of the blades, emanating a certain solemnity and sinisterness.


    Seeing this, Luo En paled greatly, hastily raising his hand.


    "Wait!"


    The Bident did not pause, the leading edges carried a chilling Aether Storm, annihilating everything in its path.


    "Your daughter Melinoe is in my hands!"

 Chapter 253 Hades Invitation

    "Hiss..."


    The blade of the bident halted suddenly, stopping an inch from its target''s forehead, flickering with a cold light.


    Being so close to death, Luo En''s back was nearly soaked with cold sweat.


    But in the critical moment, his opponent''s patience was extremely limited. He couldn''t afford much thought and seized the slight chance, solemnly exclaiming,


    "I am a man of the Queen of the Underworld, entrusted by her to help Melinoe escape from the control of Goddess Hecate and responsible for escorting Her Royal Highness the Princess out of the Netherworld. Underworld King, you probably cannot kill me."


    With his identity exposed by a single statement, the expression on Hades''s face remained unchanged as he coldly reached forward.


    "Evidence..."


    "Right here!"


    Luo En quickly pulled out the Horn of Plenty from within his robe, a Life Artifact controlled by Persephone, nothing could better prove his close relationship with the Lady of the Netherworld.


    Sensing the Divinity remaining on it, Hades''s brow furrowed slightly and his voice deepened,


    "Where is my daughter?"


    "She is in a very safe place now, aside from myself, no one should be able to find her,"


    Luo En answered solemnly, his tone meaningful.


    Hades detected the implication in the words, his expression turning cold and his gaze flickering ominously,


    "Are you threatening me?"


    "Not a threat, just being honest,"


    Luo En spread his hands, his face innocent.


    "Here I stand, like a fish on the chopping block, at your mercy. You could end my life at any moment if you so wish,"


    However, immediately after, Luo En''s tone shifted, and he began smiling,


    "But if you kill me, things probably won''t end well. You''ll lose not only your daughter but also your beloved wife. After all, should anything happen to the Princess because of you, the Lady of the Netherworld would likely never forgive you."@@@@


    "..."


    Following a brief silence, the bident in Hades''s hand vanished, and his arm dropped.


    He finally understood the true scale of this Dream World.


    He saw a wide corridor constructed of pitch-black volcanic rock, crisscrossing in rows, numbering in the thousands. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire


    On both sides of the rock walls, recesses enlarged like Divine Niches were excavated at fixed intervals, their exits sealed by light screens woven from Divine Patterns.


    Inside, figures either ferocious, majestic, gloomy, or solemn stood quietly, akin to frozen statues, gloomy and dim. Some even partially dissolved into nothingness, steeping in that boundless dark abyss.


    Among them were the defeated Titans, variously shaped Divine Monsters, the fallen and vanished Old Gods, and terrifying Magic Beasts...


    By rough estimation, there were at least tens of thousands!


    Clearly, the battles of the New and Old Gods, the battles of Typhon, as well as the hidden Old Gods of the Divine Era shifts, were nearly all buried here.


    Hades pulled out his bident, and the ground gradually returned to its original state, re-concealing the "secret."


    The streets and buildings previously affected by their combat also restored themselves, and the residents of the Dream World, with joyful smiles, continued to enjoy their paradisiacal lives.


    It was as if nothing had happened.


    Hades dematerialized the bident in his hands, glanced at the young man before him, remained silent for a moment and then spoke quietly.


    "I will do what needs to be done. She need not touch things she cannot control..."


    Clearly, the Underworld King took Luo En''s intrusion as prompted by Persephone, Queen of the Underworld''s intentions.


    Luo En nodded slightly, earnestly vowing.


    "Very well, I will convey your thoughts and your care for Her Royal Highness the Princess to the Lady of the Netherworld."


    With that, he turned to leave, seizing the chance to escape.


    The situation had developed beyond his control; staying any longer made no sense and only increased his risk.


    However, just as Luo En began to step away, a deep, cold voice came from behind him once more.


    "Wait, did I let you leave?"


    Luo En''s expression changed, and he instinctively summoned the "Goat".


    "Bang!"


    But in the next moment, the familiar sensation of shock hit the back of his neck, Luo En''s vision darkened, and his consciousness fell into an endless Chaos.

 Chapter 254 Do You Want My Spirit?

    He couldn''t tell how much time had passed when a faint sting at the back of his neck roused Luo En from his haze.


    "Where is this?"


    He shook his somewhat aching head, looking blankly at the somber and unadorned room before him.


    "My chamber."


    A deep voice came. Hades, who had been pruning a potted plant, set down his scissors and looked up at Luo En standing before him, a touch of admiration in his eyes.


    "To think you were only unconscious for two hours, not bad."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En instantly became alert, cursing inwardly.


    He remembered now, he had been knocked out and captured by this old guy.


    Still, it was fortunate that he had always learned from Thetis''s experience, making it a habit to clothe himself in a dozen or so disguises.


    Although the Divine Power of Hades had shattered most of them, he still retained several of the most crucial spells on his person, and the blessing he had once received from the Goddess of Memory and the Nine Muses also had the property to distort perception.


    Therefore, he wasn''t worried the Underworld King would be able to recognize him in a crowd later on.


    "What are you doing? If you wanted to summon me, you could have simply said the word. How could I possibly refuse?"


    Luo En rubbed the still-throbbing back of his neck as he got up from the ground. While he feigned weakness and displayed a look of grievance, he circuitously inquired about Hades''s intentions for abducting him.


    "Whatever your orders, just say the word. As long as it''s within my power, I''ll go through fire and water, without hesitation!"


    Hades gave a nonchalant glance to the prisoner trying to ingratiate himself and cut straight to the chase.


    "Simple, hand over my daughter."


    Luo En''s smile faded, his face a picture of helplessness.


    "I''m afraid that won''t be possible. I''ve promised Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Underworld to safely escort Princess Melinoe away."


    "Away, to where? The world of humans?"


    Hades retorted with a cold snort, then looked contemptuously at Luo En.


    "The Netherworld is her home! I am her father, and it''s not the place of strangers, especially an unknown living person, to meddle in my family affairs!"


    Clearly, unlike Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Hades, the father, did not trust this outsider, nor was he willing to hand over his daughter to him gratuitously.


    "Your Majesty, let me reiterate once more, escorting Princess Melinoe out of the Netherworld was the Queen''s decision. I mean no offence; I am merely fulfilling her kindness towards me to the best of my ability."


    Luo En clarified his neutral stance while producing the dimmed Horn of Plenty, weaving a half-truthful, poignant tale.


    "You must know the fate that befalls a living person who blunders into the Netherworld. Fortunately, I encountered Lady of the Netherworld. She not only showed me the way out but risked her Life Artifact to rid me of the death aura clinging to me."


    "She actually went to that extent for you?"


    Hades''s frown deepened upon hearing this, suspicion flooding his mind as his gaze turned increasingly peculiar and ominous towards Luo En.


    He had to admit, the young man had a handsome appearance that was very appealing to the opposite sex.


    If that were the case, he couldn''t possibly let him stay!


    Luo En seemed oblivious to the murderous intent arising in the sovereign''s eyes and was instead lost in some memories, his features tinged with a hint of bitter melancholy.


    "Perhaps, it was because I called her ''mother''?"


    The unexpected answer caused Hades to pause slightly.


    Luo En quickly composed himself, hastily gathering up the "accidental" display of vulnerable emotion, and awkwardly explained.


    "Not to hide the truth from you, I lost my mother when I was young. Upon learning that the Netherworld is the destination for all departed souls, I thought I might find her here someday and be reunited."


    Hades, absorbed in the story, asked instinctively, "Did you find her?"


    "I have already heard about the general situation from Lady of the Netherworld.


    What then if you keep Princess Melinoe in the Netherworld, by your side? Could you, refuse when Goddess Hecate comes to reign over her disciple and the Lesser Deities? Or could you block the prying eyes of the King of Olympus and The Three Fates?


    And you know the true nature of the Netherworld as well, it''s nothing more than a prison, a site where countless Old Gods are incarcerated. Should any catastrophe occur, the first to suffer would be the Netherworld itself! Even if you intervened, I doubt you could easily settle it. Can you protect her momentarily, can you protect her for a lifetime?


    Moreover, as a father, do you really have the heart to let your own daughter live in a prison all her life, shrouded in the shadows of secrecy, no different from the prisoners of Tartarus?"


    Each penetrating question made Hades erupt like thunder, glaring furiously at the insolent mortal before him.


    "Enough! It''s not your place to lecture me!"


    "I wouldn''t dare to instruct you, I''m merely considering what''s best for Lady of the Netherworld."


    Luo En calmly spoke, though his words were tinged with sarcasm.


    Stung by this provocation, Hades became uncontrollably angry.


    "Shut up, where is my daughter? Hand her over!"


    Luo En stood tall, speaking righteously, "I must refuse! I am entrusted by Lady of the Netherworld to take Her Royal Highness the Princess out of the Netherworld, and without the command of that lady, no one will be allowed to keep Her Royal Highness, unless they step over my dead body first!"


    "You''re courting death!"


    Hades''s face turned ashen, unable to contain his anger any longer, his fist wrapped in the aura of death, swung forward with the force of a thunderbolt.


    Luo En stood his ground, calmly closing his eyes, unflinching.


    However, the life-destroying aura of death stopped abruptly before even reaching his face.


    Luo En slowly opened his eyes, looking towards the fist that had yet to fall, and asked with a light smile.


    "You don''t make a move?"


    "That''s enough, you''ve passed."


    Hades gave the other a deep look and withdrawing the punch, he snorted.


    His daughter Melinoe was in the other''s hands, her hiding place still unknown; his wife, too, held this youngster in great trust, treating him almost as if he were her own son.


    Even if it satisfied a momentary impulse, he couldn''t truly disregard everything and smash this youngster to death with a punch.


    Everything thus far, although it contained an element of opportunism, was mostly a test to see if this youngster was truly trustworthy, whether he would betray Melinoe at a critical moment and choose to save his own skin.


    And the result was, under constant pressure, the youngster ultimately held fast to his principles and his promise to Persephone.


    Nevertheless, the whole process still left Hades somewhat disgruntled.


    Though the points raised by the other side indeed struck a nerve, he admitted he was indeed powerless to solve them.


    But knowing was one thing, brazenly criticizing him for it was another��far too dismissive of his stature as the Underworld King.


    If it hadn''t been for his wife and daughter''s sake, he would have long since flattened the upstart with a slap.


    "Get lost, don''t let me see you again!"


    Hades waved his hand, issuing a dismissal, his gloomy face full of disdain for the presumptuous youth.


    However, Luo En acted as if he hadn''t noticed the Underworld King''s disdainful expression and spoke with a smile.


    "Before I go, I''d like to propose a deal with you."


    "Not interested! Leave now, or I''ll throw you out myself!"


    The already irate Underworld King impatiently waved off the suggestion.


    Facing Hades'' harsh attitude, Luo En''s face yet bore a brighter smile as he spoke at ease.


    "What if I propose to offer my spirit for your sacrifices?"


    In an instant, Hades who was walking back towards the inner chambers of the palace, halted in his steps, turning around in astonishment to face the audacious youngster.

 Chapter 255 If you do not reject, I am willing to acknowledge you as my adoptive father

    "It''s not now, but after I die!"


    Seemingly frightened by the stare of the Lord of the Netherworld, Luo En quickly explained.


    "We made a pact that after I die, my soul will belong to you. In this way, if Her Royal Highness the Princess encounters any danger while under my care, you will know immediately and rush to her aid, rescuing her from peril!"


    Hearing Luo En''s answer, the shock within Hades was immense.


    To protect his daughter, the youth before him was willing to go to such lengths!


    "Why?" asked the Underworld King from the darkness, moved and somewhat puzzled.


    Luo En, having lost his previous confrontational demeanor, sincerely smiled.


    "You are testing me, and I am testing you. You are willing to tolerate my offenses for your daughter and trust the judgment of the Lady of the Netherworld, entrusting Her Royal Highness the Princess to me, an outsider. Such magnanimity sufficiently proves your love for the princess, no less than that of the Lady of the Netherworld. Being a father, a husband, and the Underworld King who is restrained at every turn in the Netherworld, it''s hard for you to easily express your feelings."


    Hearing the heartfelt praise from Luo En, the usually gloomy and inexpressive Hades awkwardly turned his head away.


    "You also wish to change, to ensure their mother and daughter are completely safe, otherwise, you wouldn''t have risked entering the Elysian Fields."


    Luo En spoke with deep emotion, his soft gaze meeting the Underworld King in the darkness, and he sighed deeply.


    "These years must have been very tough for you..."


    At the sigh behind him, Hades''s shoulders trembled slightly, his arms clenched into fists, looking across with incredibly complex emotions.


    Never had words resonated with him so strongly as they did today.


    Indeed, it hadn''t been easy.


    All he wanted was a peaceful life for his family of three, but there were always those who would not permit it.


    And because he had been unable to bring about any real change, neither his daughter nor his wife could understand the difficulties he faced.


    "For this family, you have done all that you could, all that you should," Luo En solemnly said, looking into Hades''s eyes.


    "Likewise, I do not wish to fail your trust and that of the Lady of the Netherworld, nor let the princess suffer any harm."


    "So, your making a pact with me and sacrificing your soul after death is for this reason?" Hades asked sternly, then didn''t wait for Luo En to reply before he scoffed reproachfully.


    "Nonsense! Is a soul so easily given away?"


    Luo En shook his head, pondering deeply.


    "In my heart, the Lady of the Netherworld is like a second mother to me, and Princess Melinoe is like my sister. And you..."


    He paused, seemingly embarrassed to continue, then abruptly changed the tone, honestly saying,


    "But words alone are superficial without tangible evidence. And since you couldn''t completely solve those troubles, I don''t know if I can live up to the trust you and the Lady of the Netherworld have in me. Therefore, I hope you will share this responsibility with me, to continue protecting them after my death." Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire


    "What did you call me?"


    "Underworld King..."


    "Hmm? I''ve given you the privilege of commanding the Netherworld spirits, and you call me what?"


    Hearing that hum through the nose and seeing a glimmer of expectation on Hades''s face, Luo En instantly understood and bowed deeply.


    "Foster father!"


    "That''s more like it."


    Pleased with the response he had received, Hades nodded in satisfaction, a genuine smile appearing on his somber face.


    "From now on, I entrust Melinoe to you."


    "I promise to take good care of my sister!"


    Luo En immediately seized the opportunity and then added softly.


    "Once I get her settled, I''ll tell our mother about her and you..."


    "No need!"


    Hades waved his hand, appearing indifferent.


    However, Luo En smiled knowingly and reminded him in a meaningful tone.


    "You''d better not refuse, from what I know, when two people share a secret, their relationship tends to become inseparable..."


    Hearing this, Hades''s eyes lit up, his heart surged with excitement.


    "Really?"


    "Not only..."


    Luo En smiled slightly and continued to instruct.


    "The matter of Melinoe can serve as a bond to mend your relationship with our mother, and it can also allow you both to contemplate changing the state of Netherworld, further deepening your bond."


    Seeing Hades looking somewhat confused, a certain newly devoted son gleamed in his eyes, slowly speaking.


    "Melinoe is only temporarily fostered in the Mortal World. As a daughter, she has no reason to be forever separated from her parents. If you and the Queen of the Netherworld collaborate and wait for the right opportunity to reclaim the power of the Netherworld, you can always bring Melinoe back to Netherworld to enjoy familial bliss."


    Upon hearing this, Hades had a sudden epiphany, a spark of unprecedented fire ignited deep within his somber black eyes.


    Indeed, for his daughter, for his wife, there were indeed some things worth fighting for!


    Seeing that his "foster father" was fired up with fighting spirit, a certain "devoted son" likewise showed a pleased expression.


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 Chapter 256 Fight, fight, I want to see blood flow like a river!

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    Not knowing how long had passed, a slight prickling pain at the back of her neck roused Melinoe from the chaos of unconsciousness.


    "Where is this?"


    She shook her slightly sore head and looked blankly at the somewhat unfamiliar stone walls above her.


    "Still in Arima Cave, but we''ve already left the Netherworld,"


    a deep voice came. Luo En, who was sitting at the entrance nibbling on a wild fruit, turned his head to look at his foster sister waking up leisurely on the grass mat, a look of disdain on his face.


    "After releasing the Suppression Spell, you actually fainted for two hours, you''re really too weak, aren''t you?"


    Flooded with fragmented memories that gradually pieced together into a complete image, Melinoe glared hatefully at the shameless scoundrel making snide remarks nearby, her teeth itching with irritation.


    "It was you who attacked me sneakily! How can you still be so self-righteous? Shameless!"


    "Same goes for you."


    Luo En gave Melinoe an indifferent glance, snorted coldly.


    "I just tried on you what you wanted to do to me the night before."


    Being called out on her undercover antics, Melinoe was momentarily at a loss for words.


    However, she quickly straightened her neck and argued, "But I didn''t go through with it, did I?"


    "So, you just fainted and had a good sleep," Luo En dropped the fruit pit, stood up, and the disdain in his eyes deepened, "Otherwise, I would have beat you up long ago!"


    Realizing she couldn''t outplay her cunning guardian, Melinoe reluctantly closed her mouth.


    Seeing he had successfully deflected the topic and intimidated the conspiring Goddess of Conspiracy, who was inherently restless at heart, Luo En then presented a leaf wrapped with wild fruits, stretching his hand to pass it over.


    "Eat something, then we can hit the road."


    Melinoe took the fruits, began tasting a few subconsciously, and the sweet and sour flavor brightened her eyes, she quickly sped up her eating.


    After devouring the mortal world''s food like the wind sweeping through leaves, Melinoe''s somber expression improved, and she casually inquired.


    "Where to?"


    Luo En smiled and didn''t directly answer, instead, he asked with keen interest,


    "Being defeated by me so many times, you must be quite frustrated, aren''t you?"


    "Not! Isn''t all that for my own good?"


    Melinoe''s face showed a flicker of wariness as she shook her head vigorously with forced smiles, fearing that this was another ruse by a certain scoundrel to trap and deceive her.


    Seeing her reaction, Luo En mockingly taunted, "Can''t even admit it when you feel wronged, can you show a little backbone as the Goddess of Conspiracy?"


    Melinoe, being in her rebellious phase, naturally couldn''t stand the instigation and quickly blushed, assuming the attitude of throwing caution to the wind.


    "Yes, I am frustrated, so what?"


    "Always being suppressed by me feels unbearable?"


    "Yes!"


    "Really want to hit someone?"


    "Exactly! I even wish to give you a couple of good punches!"


    Looking at that smiling face, Melinoe clenched her fists and asked impatiently,


    "What do you want to say exactly, if you''re going to fight, just do it! Don''t think I''m afraid of you!"


    "How about I take you somewhere to vent your anger?"


    In Melinoe''s half-suspicious, half-delighted eyes, Luo En took out a snake scale that he had been gifted by Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, with a grin.


    However, their divine monster natures made them seem overly lively and raucous.


    Meanwhile, Luo En in the grasses watched with a smile as the male lion charged directly at him. He stood his ground, neither dodging nor avoiding and slowly raised his right hand.


    Then, he slammed it down with force.


    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by an almost imperceptible bull''s lowing, the lion, which was struck on the head, crashed like struck by lightning, burying its head in the ground as its limbs twitched unconsciously.


    No sooner had it fallen to the ground than a petite dark-haired girl exuding a strong scent of death leaped out from behind the silver-haired man. She eagerly jumped onto the lion''s back, raised her fists wrapped in gloves, and began to pound its head wildly.


    "So you''re called the Nemean lion, huh? Fierce my ass!"


    "Roar!"


    "Dare to roar at me? I''ll beat you until you submit!"


    With a fist raised, Melinoe punched the lion sprawled on the ground with the ferocity of a storm, the gloom and dissatisfaction that once clouded her face completely vanished, replaced by a sheer exhilarating excitement.


    Awesome! So awesome!


    The thought of the experiences of the past few days caused the Netherworld princess''s eyes to narrow into crescent moons.


    After emerging from Arima Cave, she had assumed she would be escorted to some hidden location to lead a wary and cautious life, possibly being bossed around under the guise of "protection" by someone all day long.


    Unexpectedly, their first outing was to pick a fight.


    And the target was a group of divine monsters that seemed powerful and deserving of a beating.


    Reportedly, these creatures were likely the offspring of Demon Ancestor Typhon, each dominating their own territory, acting tyrannically.


    But that reputation was just against ordinary humans, demigods, and deities. Once they met her and that guy''s combination, dragons had to coil, lions had to lie down, and even eagles flying overhead had to leave three feathers as a toll.


    Hence, the two of them walked and fought along the way, exclusively curing any disobedience, subduing Typhon''s offspring into submission.


    Teumessian Fox, the three-headed King of Monsters Chimera, and the man-faced lion beast Sphinx, and the winged Harpies... these Typhon''s offspring, acting as lackeys surrounding them, were the fruits of their journey.


    And now, they were dealing with a member of Typhon''s offspring named the Nemean lion.


    It had to be said, this thick-skinned fellow was not only resistant to beatings but also was more bestial than intellectual, making even simple communication difficult; they had to beat it down before considering how to tame it.


    As Melinoe thought about her falling fists, she added more divine power, trying to subdue the lion''s head by herself.


    However, the Nemean lion, known for its impressive defensive abilities, was not taken down but, instead, its aggression was fully ignited by the relentless beatings.


    The Nemean lion managed to pull out its head and shook its body, flinging the unprepared Melinoe aside then roared in defiance all around.


    Seeing the desperate state of the lion, the nearby Typhon''s offspring with intellect and wisdom immediately halted their advance.


    Luo En yawned lazily and spoke calmly.


    "Let''s all attack together, it''s getting dark, and we need to finish this quickly. Anyone slacking off will go without dinner tonight."


    Upon hearing these words, the nearby Typhon''s offspring immediately stiffened, and then, they surged forward together to confront the Nemean lion on the ground.


    The three-headed King of Monsters Chimera spewed flames, the four Harpies flapped their wings creating a piercing Aether Storm, the Sphinx murmured wearying divine chants, the Teumessian Fox glared with its glowing eyes causing mental interference, and the Netherworld princess Melinoe pulled out two poisoned daggers for a dishonorable sneak attack...


    Soon, the once mighty Nemean lion let out a mournful roar in this utterly inhumane group assault and fell thunderously to the ground.


    Upon seeing this, Melinoe quickly stepped forward and cast a series of Suppression Spells, curses of unconsciousness and binding on the unconscious Nemean lion before she finally relaxed. She took out some ropes braided from the tendons of two-legged dragons to thoroughly bind the unfortunate giant orange cat on the ground, securing it tightly before clapping her hands contentedly, finished with the task.


    "Done!"


    Luo En looked at Melinoe''s operation, which could be described as textbook perfect, and felt a deep sense of satisfaction.


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    Such a teachable child!


    He then took out a piece of parchment and crossed out the name of the Nemean lion. Guided by the cover of night, he led Typhon''s offspring into the vast mountains of Arcadia to rest and recuperate.

 Chapter 257 Problem Children are Full of Joy

    As the night fell, the fire blazed brightly, dozens of skinned and dismembered wild boars, goats, and other large game were roasting over a campfire, their fats sizzling and dripping, with the rich aroma of meat permeating the area.


    Chimera, Harpy, Sphinx, and Teumessian Fox stared eagerly at the gradually ripening food, swallowing more and more frequently.


    Though their bestial instincts made them want to rush forward and hoard all the food, feasting to their hearts'' content,


    the sight of the silver-haired biped leisurely turning the spit in front of the fire scattered their restless spirits with an instinctual fear, and they obediently squatted around, waiting for mealtime to begin.


    "Alright, eat."


    At Luo En''s command, the surrounding offspring of Typhon could no longer contain themselves. They rushed forward, wolfing down the designated portions of food and relishing the meal that they had earned from hard labor.


    Watching the expressions of enjoyment on Typhon''s offspring, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Through his training, they had somehow acquired a semblance of being "domesticated."


    On one hand, this was due to Echidna''s token, which allowed him to easily establish a preliminary trust with these divine creatures;


    On the other hand, although these offspring of Typhon were divine monsters, most of them were intelligent and could communicate, which greatly facilitated his efforts to domesticate them;


    Moreover, encountering any disobedient or uncooperative ones, he simply showcased his muscle power by beating them up, then purposefully fed them afterward...


    With these comprehensive measures, those legendary fierce and evil offspring of Typhon had been thoroughly tamed, looking up to him as their leader.


    Wasn''t this just the evolutionary process from wolves to dogs? This turned out to be much simpler than he had anticipated.


    Just as Luo En was feeling quite pleased with himself, the whispers of the divine monsters behind him could be heard.


    "That guy just laughed; whenever he shows that expression, I feel a chill running down my spine..."@@@@


    "Hehe, what''s there to be scared of in laughing? You guys are so silly!"


    "Fine, you''re the smart ones."


    Chimera''s back held the Sheep of Wisdom, which gave the chattering Harpies a disdainful look and asked with ill intentions,


    "So, can anyone tell me what 3 + 4 equals?"


    The Harpies excitedly raised their hands, confidently answering.


    "2!"


    "3!"


    "4!"


    "5!"


    As is commonly known, birds can rarely count to 7, and this flock of Harpies obviously inherited the birds'' poor counting and computational abilities.


    Chimera''s rear Serpent of Cunning leaned forward, seemingly asking in a passing, casual manner,


    "Strange, how could this be? Who got it wrong then?"


    "It''s 5, definitely 5!"


    Watching the scene of the dinner he had carefully prepared turn into a smoky battleground, Luo En''s gloomy face broke into a brilliantly radiant smile, cracking his knuckles with a snap, he stood up from in front of the fire, the golden halo behind him humming and spinning.


    "Bang, bang, bang, bang!"


    Half an hour later, the rowdy children of Typhon lay scattered all around, looking at each other with resentment, wailing and moaning, while Melinoe, one of the participants, also held her head in tears, squatting on the ground drawing circles.


    After completing the violent suppression, Luo En, feeling refreshed, returned to the campfire, eating the rabbit leg snatched from Melinoe''s hands, and flipping through the booklet that Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, had handed to him before setting off.


    Cerberus was a cheerful silly dog every day, apart from eating until full and sleeping after eating, and besides a fondness for honey cakes and nectar, he had no other pursuits;


    The Hydra was a gloomy and reclusive girl, who liked to hide in the water and keep to herself, but once provoked, she was vengeful;


    The hundred-headed dragon Ladon and the dragon of Colchis, these two Dragonkin creatures, basically inherited all the drawbacks of dragons, liking to guard treasures and always sleeping deeply;


    The Chimera, although it possesses the heads of the wise goat, the cunning serpent, and the courageous lion, doing both offense and defense, the three heads always liked to fight internally, inciting each other;


    The Nemean lion is impervious to weapons, extremely strong, but lacks intelligence, making it easy to fall into traps;


    The Sphinx, with human-like intelligence, has a slightly neurotic personality, liking to show off its cleverness through riddles, attempting to highlight its so-called uniqueness through these childish acts;


    The four Harpies are all chatterboxes who still don''t understand reading facial expressions and situations; although they are fast, they would come over curiously once their interest was piqued...


    The above are the general impressions and summaries of their own children by Echidna, the Mother of Serpents.


    To facilitate Luo En successfully bringing her children back, she voluntarily compiled these into a booklet, together with the snake scale as a token, and gave them to her chosen temporary guardian.


    Along with Melinoe, this rebellious figure, a true bunch of problem children...


    Luo En sighed, took out a piece of parchment, and seeing the few remaining targets on it, felt slightly relieved.


    Although slightly bumpy, the overall results also did not betray the trust of that serpentine mother.


    After all, there weren''t many legitimate children of Typhon; they could be counted on two hands.


    Apart from those already in his hands, not all of the remaining could be recruited.


    Cerberus, responsible for guarding the Netherworld, could also act as an inside man, naturally, there was no need to meddle;


    The dragon of Colchis and the twin dragons of Troy, guardians of their respective city-states, were in places too public to abduct, these had to be postponed;


    The Caucasian Eagle currently under Zeus''s orders, inflicting punishment on Prometheus, likewise, could not be a target of abduction;


    The hundred-headed dragon Ladon, stationed at the Garden of the Hesperides, also held an official position, pass on that as well;


    So all things considered, the target was narrowed down to one remaining option, the Hydra.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, that "little girl" was probably holed up in the Lerna Swamp of Argolis, waiting for the future Hercules to come a-challenging.


    However, that mighty hero likely wouldn''t wait for that time.


    Having made up his mind, Luo En ate the last piece of meat on the rabbit leg, stood up, and tossed a light reminder, walking cheerfully towards the cavern for rest.


    "Whoever caused the mess is responsible for cleaning it up. If it''s still not done by dawn, I''ll roast them for breakfast."


    The demonic silhouettes of Typhon''s children shivered simultaneously, hurriedly climbing up from the ground, burying themselves in fixing the forest that they had turned unrecognizable.

 Chapter 258 Down and Out, Family Members

    Several days later, at night.


    Sensing the familiar resonance from the emblem on her chest, Medusa quietly rode Pegasus out of the city and landed in the often-visited dense forest outside the city.


    "You''re here?"


    Luo En emerged from the darkness, smiling and opening his arms to give Medusa a big, warm hug.


    After a long separation, Medusa wanted to fully enjoy this rare moment of tenderness between them, but several insensitive monsters came rushing over, chirping and chattering by their side.


    "It''s Gorgon! The Gorgon!"


    "The smallest one from before!"


    "She''s grown so tall now, and she even has the scent of Mother on her!"


    Seeing a group of Typhon''s Offspring with various monster heads appear before her, Medusa turned to Luo En in surprise.


    "You brought them all here?"


    "Not all, just these 8."


    Luo En counted them and then pointed to the dense forest behind him, adding helplessly.


    "Oh, right, there''s also one in the back."


    Medusa looked forward and suddenly saw a divine monster, massive as a mountain, covered in black scales, with nine enormous snake heads rearing at the front, lying on the ground motionless.


    "Little Nine? What''s wrong with her?"


    "The lass insisted on squaring off against those Harpies, and I couldn''t talk her out of it, so to avoid any accidents, I knocked her out."


    "What did the Harpies do to her?"


    "Nothing much, just tossed some animal dung into Lake Lerna to draw out the Hydra, that''s all."


    "..." After a brief silence, Medusa spoke softly, "She holds grudges..."


    "Yeah, and she''s got quite the temper," Luo En agreed casually, while making arrangements for what was next, "When we get to the mountain, it''s best to let Mother of Serpents wake her up herself."


    As for why he didn''t do it himself, it was because the disgraceful act of flinging dung was his own plan.


    At this moment, Medusa caught the implication in his words.


    "You''re not returning with us?"


    "I need to make a trip to The Far West to see your eldest sister, Ladon."


    "You''re going to the Golden Apple orchard?"


    "Yeah, it''s a long way up the mountain and inconvenient with them, so I''m leaving these problem children in your care."


    As he spoke, Luo En waved his hand backward.


    "And you, Melinoe, follow Medusa up the mountain too. She''ll arrange accommodation for you. If you need anything while I''m away, you can ask her."


    The Netherworld princess, who had been mad all the way, emerged reluctantly from the shadows and, under the threatening gaze of a certain guardian, had to pitch her voice to feign innocence, taking the initiative to introduce herself.


    "I''m Brother Luo En''s sister, please take good care of me in the future."


    The legendary Sacred Garden, with the Golden Apples, is said to be located on an isolated island in the ocean near the Atlas mountain range.


    After the victory of the Titanomachy, Mother Goddess Gaea, in a gesture of support, brought back a lush big tree from the western coast for the newly crowned Divine King Zeus and Queen Hera as a wedding gift, laden with Golden Apples infused with immortality.


    Hera, overjoyed, planted the precious Golden Apple tree in her Sacred Garden and assigned the three Hesperides Nymphs, along with the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, to guard it together.


    Searching carefully along the sea near Mount Atlas, Luo En eventually discovered a nameless isolated island hidden by several Magic Arrays half a day later.


    Looking at the colorful aura shifting on the island, Luo En nodded to himself.


    This must be it.


    The three sisters of the Hesperides, guarding the Sacred Garden, are named after the splendor, afterglow, and dusk, embodying the hues of the setting sun.


    The island''s distinctive divine aura was a clear indication of the location of the Sacred Garden of the Golden Apples.


    However, finding the right place was only the first step. How to get hold of the Golden Apples without raising suspicion was the next challenge.


    As Luo En pondered this, he unknowingly crossed the normal ocean boundaries and entered the chaotic, disorderly Primordial Ocean.


    The moment he entered this wild region, a thick scent of blood rushed towards him.


    Under the red and black mist, hordes of primordial Sea Beasts surged to the surface, their eyes blood-red with frenzy, engaging in a savage, bloody battle.


    Seeing these Divine Monsters continue to fight viciously even as their limbs were torn and their organs pulled out, Luo En frowned slightly.


    Their state is rather odd, as if they''re under some sort of Curse...


    As Luo En''s gaze caught the indication that the red and black mist seemed to be expanding, an epiphany struck him.


    It''s war Divinity!


    Concealing his presence, Luo En observed from the shadows and quickly identified the source of the chaos.


    �� A Goddess with red hair and black wings stood aloft in the clouds, clapping her hands in excitement at the chaotic battlefield below.


    "Fight, fight! I want to see rivers of blood!"


    Recognizing the characteristic red hair and black wings and the gleeful expression of someone who thrives in disorder, Luo En froze for a moment.


    Eris? What is she doing here?


    Soon, as streams of tangible blood essence flowed into Eris''s body, slightly elevating her divinity, Luo En had a sudden realization.


    As the Goddess of Discord and Strife, her divinity was naturally related to chaos and battle.


    In the last pursuit, she, along with the Furies, had turned almost the entire Sea of Okeanos upside down, resulting in the deaths of countless Sea Beasts and beings of Divine Blood, either directly or indirectly because of them.


    Although eventually Hecate intervened, not only did she send the Furies to toil in the Netherworld but also almost plucked out all of Eris''s feathers. Yet the chaos they caused evidently gave the Goddess of Discord a taste for it.


    That''s why she sneaked into this Primordial Ocean, to incite and create chaos among the Sea Beasts, prompting their battles and sacrifices to increase her own divinity.


    She used to swindle gods and men with impunity, and now she has sunk to skulking around fighting with Sea Beasts.


    How the mighty have fallen, family...


    Seeing the Discord Goddess in the clouds, shouting and cheering, Luo En shook his head in sympathy while his eyes flickered thoughtfully.


    He seemed to have an idea about who would settle the account for the Golden Apple.

 Chapter 259 Innate Scapegoat Sacred Body

    In the Sacred Garden, three nymphs, cloaked in the rosy light of dawn, walked barefoot across the island, routinely checking the growth of flowers, fruits, and trees, occasionally summoning rain to water some withering plants.


    However, their work didn''t last long before a familiar sense of fatigue surged into their hearts.


    Nominally they were goddesses guarding the Sacred Garden, but in reality, they toiled like gardeners.


    This mundane and repetitive life, day after day, even the most fervent passion would gradually be worn away with the passage of time.


    Just as the Hesperides sisters had made their rounds in the garden and were about to head back, a thick, ethereal fragrance wafted over from beyond the island.


    "What''s that smell?"


    The youngest sister sniffed, her face full of curiosity.


    "It''s wine, the finest ambrosial honey wine!"


    "Hmm, last time during the Grand Offering, when I went to Olympus, Hebei gave me a pot, and I tried it too, it was a fantastic flavor!"


    The two elder sisters chirped in response, clearly having a deep memory of this superb beverage.


    Listening to her sisters'' descriptions, the youngest sister felt the scent from beyond the island growing even stronger, unintentionally swallowing.


    "Shall we go out and take a look?"


    "This, isn''t that a bit inappropriate..."


    "We''re just looking, observing the nearby situation is also part of our duty to guard the Sacred Garden. Besides, Ladon is there, what could possibly go wrong?"


    "Hmm, that''s true."


    Eventually, persuaded by the youngest sister, the three sisters reached a consensus and cautiously stepped out of the Sacred Garden, searching for the source of the haunting fragrance.


    Soon, a wine pot partially buried in the sand caught their attention.


    Dark red wine oozed from a crack in the body of the bottle and seeped into the fine sand.


    What a waste!


    Seeing the scene before them, the nymphs felt heartbroken and hurriedly rushed forward to dig out the wine pot.


    Gently shaking it, the sound of the liquid sloshing inside immediately excited them.


    It was still more than half full.


    It seemed that this must have been something a deity had accidentally dropped into the sea, which was then washed ashore by the tide.


    Just as the three nymphs were contemplating whether to share and taste the ambrosial honey wine, a chilling gust of wind struck from behind, hitting their necks almost simultaneously.


    Red light, and the smell of blood...


    With these last impressions, the three nymphs blacked out and collapsed together on the ground.


    After effortlessly taking down his targets, Luo En skillfully cast several suppression spells, ensuring that they wouldn''t wake up anytime soon, before finally ceasing his actions with a satisfied look, marveling at the three prostrate bodies of the nymphs.


    Seems like you can catch fish even with a straight hook, they must be nearly driven mad by this garden-watching job.


    So it goes to show, living under someone''s roof is a hopeless endeavor.


    Luo En shook his head and cast a spell to hide the three nymphs. Then the Mark of the Dead on the back of his hand lit up; the aura of the living dissipated, and his figure faded and vanished.


    The divine seal of Hades not only allowed him to move unimpeded in the Netherworld but also seemed to possess hidden properties.


    Having completed the preparations, Luo En stealthily made his way, carefully sneaking into the Sacred Garden.


    After a surge of blinding light patterns, the view before him suddenly cleared. The area was abundant with flowers and greenery, shaded nurseries, and meandering sparkling water creating rainbows that rose from the mists, the dense aether almost condensing into colorful fog, stunningly beautiful.


    As the symbol of the entire Sacred Garden, the Golden Apple Tree was easy to find, planted at the peak of the island''s central mountain.


    The thick trunk soared into the clouds, its lush foliage nearly obscuring half the sky, and beneath the leaves, glimpses of brilliant gold shone through��undoubtedly the legendary Golden Apples.


    However, lying under the tree was a divine beast enveloped in silver scales, hundred meters long, its heads numbering over a hundred, half of them drooping in slumber, while the others held aloft, their deep vertical pupils overseeing the entire Sacred Garden.


    Was this Ladon? How beautiful.


    Describing a dragonkin as "beautiful" was a rare assessment.@@@@


    But it must be said, Ladon bore some differences from the ferocious divine monsters he had seen before.


    A fluke? Was this really happening?


    But he soon thought of the reason.


    In the future event with the golden apple, Eris had been able to produce a golden apple and inscribe it with "To the fairest goddess" before throwing it into the center of a wedding venue, serving as a bait for conflict. It proved she had stocks of golden apples, most likely acquired by dubious means.


    Goodness, the first time he found someone it wasn''t necessary to discredit them first��they were already implicated.


    Whether it was the motive, the situation, or the criminal history, it perfectly fit the profile of a suspect. To not use it to pin the crime on would be an absolute waste!


    Realizing he had picked an excellent scapegoat, Luo En felt no more worries and straightforwardly laid out his plan to Ladon.


    After hearing the explanation, the guardian of the Sacred Garden''s eyes gradually brightened, clearly convinced.


    Seeing this, Luo En seized the moment to press further.


    "After I leave, you report that ten golden apples have been stolen, by a thief emanating red light and a bloody scent..."


    "Wrong!" Ladon shook his head, correcting seriously, "Twenty apples!"


    "..." Seeing a glint flickering in that dragon lady''s eyes, Luo En couldn''t help but comment, "You eat so much, aren''t you afraid Hera might find out and come after you?"


    "Even if I can''t eat them, can''t I collect them? They are shiny, and they look and smell good." Ladon gave her partner a withering look and after hesitating for a moment, added in a serious tone, "Keep them for me for now, put them with my mother."


    "Fine..."


    Luo En agreed weakly, inwardly scoffing.


    Indeed, even the most elegant and beautiful dragon shouldn''t be overestimated in terms of moral character.


    The greed and hoarding instincts of this species were well-known.


    That a deal could be split equally was all thanks to him having saved the Mother of Serpents.


    Otherwise, given this dragon matriarch''s nature, she would probably demand seventy percent before settling.


    No sooner had they reached an agreement, than Ladon transformed into her massive dragon form, plucked the largest and best twenty golden apples from the tree, and divided them into two portions to give to her partner.


    "You keep these safe for me, and if any are missing, you''ll replace them��that''s settled!"


    Upon hearing the veiled threat in the dragon lady''s words, Luo En secured the stolen goods, while reminding without any good humor.


    "Hold on; let''s finish the remaining tasks first."


    "What tasks?"


    "Don''t you think the Sacred Garden is too clean? Does it look like it''s just been robbed?"


    At this remark, Ladon immediately got the point; circles of Magic Arrays lit up in front of her, unleashing a barrage of Wind Blades, Fireballs, Rock Spears, Water Arrows, and other dense concentrations of magic power, directed at Luo En.


    "Hey, warn me before you attack!"


    Luo En cursed as he immediately activated "Goat''s" Extreme Speed to dodge Ladon''s furious onslaught, heading for the borders of the Sacred Garden.


    On the way, he didn''t forget to opportunistically take along several precious Magic Potions.


    Since leaving them there would only lead to them being destroyed by the dragon lady''s attacks, it was better to take them back to War God Mountain to benefit more lives.


    With the enthusiastic performance of the two accomplices, the Sacred Garden was a mess with dust and chaos everywhere.


    Finding the timing right, Luo En decisively burst through the glowing gateway, woke up the three unconscious nymphs, and sprinted toward the Primordial Ocean.


    Minutes later, following the traces of a red and black blood cloud, he found the Goddess of Discord, who was agitating the Sea Beasts to battle, and stealthily tossed something toward her before swiftly fleeing the scene.


    "Pop~"


    A dull thud came from above as Eris, who was using the blood to strengthen her Divine Power of Discord, opened her eyes in surprise and looked down at the object in her arms.


    Strange, why would an apple fall from the sky?


    Moreover, a golden apple from the Sacred Garden?


    Never mind, what I see is mine! Let''s taste it first!


    Eagerly licking her lips, Eris picked up the golden apple in her arms, ready to relish this heaven-sent delicacy.


    However, blinding rays of light burst through the surrounding blood clouds, and the three nymphs guarding the Sacred Garden glared angrily at the shameless thief about to bite into the golden apple.

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    Tens of miles away, Luo En looked back at the blood and dawn light interweaving, a chaotic Primordial Ocean, and couldn''t help but reveal a very unkind smile on his face.


    With "dear little sister" Eris taking the blame, the theft of the Sacred Garden should not be traced back to him.


    Once the heat died down, he could present the Golden Apple to Medicine God Asclepius at War God Mountain and let his great-nephew advance the research on the elixir of immortality.


    A double-digit count of Golden Apples, plus a large stash of precious herbs pilfered from the Sacred Garden, should be enough for the boy to produce something substantial.


    Luo En was silently calculating, and the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipated quite a bit.


    The main reason he had gone to great lengths to attempt claiming the Golden Apple and elixir of immortality was because of the hidden danger Hecate had left in him, which blocked his path to collect Divinity with the Dice of Chance and achieve Ascension to Chief God.


    According to the Queen of the Underworld, as soon as his work of collecting Divinity was complete and he Ascended to Chief God, it would mean he had reached maturity.@@@@


    By then, Hecate would most likely strike at him.


    Having no confidence in confronting the Goddess of Hades, Luo En naturally dared not to persist on a singular path to the end.


    For the time being, he could only carve out a new path, pondering how to bypass the task of collecting the twelve aspects of Divinity and achieve Ascension in another way, gaining some self-preservation ability in the imminent confrontation.


    And the elixir of immortality envisioned by the Medicine God was a viable path.


    As for whether it could succeed, all he could do was to try.


    Luo En organized his thoughts repeatedly, and after confirming there were no oversights for the time being, he descended from the clouds, passed through the dense jungle, and arrived at a clear river, ready to wash away the fatigue and dust from his body and continue on his journey.


    However, just as he scooped up a handful of water, he saw a somber, sorrowful figure standing on the opposite bank of the river upstream.


    It was a middle-aged lady with relatively ordinary looks, but she was dressed in a white chiffon robe that looked simple and elegant; her beautiful curly hair cascaded from a pearl-encrusted tiara, which subtly added to her dignified air. From a distance, she was quite striking.


    But at this moment, for some unknown reason, the lady was troubled and a sickly pallor was on her face. She furrowed her brows tightly and stared at her own reflection in the river. Her originally clear blue eyes gradually dimmed, filling with misery and sorrow.


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn''t help but smile wryly, immediately leaped forward, and jumped into the turbulent river. He locked his arms around the slender waist of the lady from behind, pulled her out of the water, and dragged her towards the bank.


    But as soon as they reached the shallow water where they could stand, the standing lady pushed Luo En away with a forceful shove and huffed angrily.


    "I have hands and feet of my own; I don''t need your help!"


    Luo En innocently raised his hands, made a gesture of acquiescence, and tactfully stepped aside.


    As he watched the lady lift her robes and walk toward the shore with her head buried, one step deep and the next shallow, he couldn''t help muttering in his heart.


    This lady''s temper is quite fierce; beware, too much anger harms the body.


    "Pfft!"


    Just then, the lady who had just reached the shore staggered, suddenly opened her mouth, and spat out a mist of blood, collapsing straight into the bushes by the river.


    "..." Luo En was momentarily at a loss for words, with a forehead full of black lines.


    This can work too? I might as well change my profession to a God of Curses.


    Watching the unmoving lady on the riverbank, Luo En sighed, went over to the bushes, carried the lady on his back, and walked towards the woods not far away.


    ~~


    At night, as the burning branches crackled, the cheerful yellow flames danced, illuminating the vine-covered cave, flashing bright and dim.


    Accompanied by a rustling sound, the lady inside the cave woke up from her stupor. She shook her groggy head, looked with the light seeping into the cave at the slate beneath her and the thick layer of leaves spread on top of it, touched the thin blanket covering her, and a complex expression flickered in her clear eyes.


    "Awake? Care to come out and eat something?"


    Outside the cave, Luo En, sitting in front of a fire, flipping over a few hunted pheasants and hares, smiled and asked.


    After a moment of silence, the lady got up and walked out of the cave, lifting her skirt elegantly to sit down, and spoke slowly.

 Chapter 261: Lady, Im not someone to be trifled with.

    As the night deepened, Luo En uncovered a secret about the Lady.


    She became intoxicated easily, and her behavior when drunk was rather unsavory...


    "What did I do for him to treat me this way?"


    "You did nothing wrong, there''s no need to punish yourself for someone else''s mistakes."


    "Why can he go out and fool around while every single day I have to be on pins and needles, swallow my anger and keep silent?"


    "That''s because your moral standards are high."


    "He himself is caught cheating in bed and still dares to raise his hand to me?"


    "Worse than a beast!"


    Beneath the flickering firelight, the lady enveloped in a sheer gown waved her wine jug, ranting and raving, taking a few sips from time to time to stoke her emotions;


    The listener seated beside her kept eagerly agreeing, occasionally adding some indignant comments to enhance the mood, much like a stage actor in a supporting role, but the rolling of their eyes showed they were most likely pressed into service.


    Don''t reason with an angry woman, especially one who is drunk and needs to vent.


    She''s talked about her own husband as if he was already deceased; Luo En certainly didn''t want to get burnt because of an Argive he wasn''t familiar with.


    Moreover, that fellow''s actions didn''t sound like those of a decent person.


    Finally, after clutching the wine jug and cursing for half an hour, the lady named "Si La" eventually calmed down, drank the last drop of wine, and contentedly collapsed next to the fire pit, immediately falling asleep.


    Apparently due to the ferocity of her previous actions, her already loose gown had slipped down her smooth shoulders a bit, exposing layers of white and seemingly endless cleavage.


    Luo En glanced at her, bemused.


    Lady, you really don''t consider me an outsider.


    After a moment of inward remark, Luo En pulled a blanket from the Magic Circle Diagram and covered the lady, shielding the spring light that had begun to flow.


    However, just as he stood up, intending to leave, his wrist was suddenly gripped tightly.


    "Don''t... don''t go..."


    In the murmuring that seemed to be both confiding and pleading, the lady curled up, tears gleaming at the closed corners of her eyes.


    Luo En tried to pull away his arm a few times, but that only made the lady hold on even tighter.


    At the same time, fear and unease were accumulating on her face, as if they could awaken her from her dreams at any moment.


    Luo En''s heart softened, he sighed, chose to sit down nearby, gently closed his eyes, and quietly waited for dawn''s arrival.


    ~~


    The next day, the early morning light penetrated the shadows of the forest, falling upon a heap of ashes emitting wisps of smoke.


    Sensing the changes in the light outside, Luo En, who was in meditation, slowly opened his eyes.


    "You''re awake?"


    The lady, holding freshly picked wild fruits, approached the camping site, her clothing as tidy and elegant as ever after being taken care of.


    Luo En smiled slightly, without mentioning last night''s events, he spoke a few polite words.


    "Greetings, Lady."


    "Yes, you as well."


    The lady nodded in response, her previously tense lips relaxing into a soft smile, her gaze at Luo En filled with warmth and approval.


    She had thought the wine was just an ordinary drink, something she could handle with ease.


    She hadn''t expected that once she really got drunk, she would show an even more frivolous drunkenness than those young people.


    Baffled, Luo En had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, driving the bronze chariot and taking the enigmatic noblewoman towards the region of Argos.


    Although he couldn''t unravel the mystery, he was now looking forward to this "repayment."


    ~~


    They sped along, and as night fell, the chariot reached the outskirts of a city-state.


    As the divine horses slowed down, the noblewoman on the chariot suggested in a deep voice, "Let''s rest in the suburbs; I don''t want to deal with strangers."


    Luo En, who had his own secrets, naturally agreed without hesitation.


    Thus, the two of them chose a dense forest nearby, lit a bonfire on a clearing, prepared some food, and took a brief rest.


    Soon, the delicious dishes filled their empty stomachs, but the noblewoman felt something was missing.


    Her gaze then fell on the wine flask at Luo En''s waist, and realization dawned on her.


    "Give me the wine."


    "You want to drink more?"


    Remembering what had happened the last time this lady was drunk, Luo En was somewhat apprehensive.


    The noblewoman glared at Luo En and snorted arrogantly.


    "I''m merely sampling some trivial beverage, what''s there to fuss about?"


    With that, she took the wine flask from Luo En''s waist without further ado, pried open the wooden stopper, and began taking swigs directly from the flask.


    Her manner wasn''t one of drinking wine, but rather, like she was holding a grudge against it.


    As for the outcome...


    The Ambrosial Honey Wine brewed by the God of Wine himself would subdue anyone too stubborn to admit it.


    "You fooled me with sweet talk, and now you want to kick me to the curb after getting what you wanted. Don''t even think about it!"


    "Hmm..."


    "Those who I''ve been with, wives and lovers alike, are in the double digits, and you even go after the generation of my great-granddaughters! Shameless!"


    "Hmm hmm..."


    "They say I''m harsh and cold-blooded, but isn''t it him who drove me to it? If I expose all the shameful things he''s done, he won''t have it easy either!"


    "Ah yes, absolutely..."


    As usual, Luo En cautiously agreed, managing to appease the cursing, weeping noblewoman until she fell asleep.


    After making sure she was soundly asleep, he stealthily reached out to take the wine flask that the lady was hugging tightly in her arms.


    However, as soon as he tugged at the strap, the noblewoman instinctively reacted, her arms clasping around it like snakes.


    Not only did Luo En fail to retrieve the wine flask, but he also found himself half-engulfed in a warm and bountiful quagmire.


    They were indeed very large.


    But my lady, I apologize, I am not that kind of man.


    Luo En tried to calm himself as he attempted to remove the drunken noblewoman from atop him.


    But the more he resisted, the more excited she became.


    The serpentine body twisted restlessly, wrapping tighter and tighter, and began to invade the rest of Luo En''s body.


    Sensing danger approaching, Luo En quickly dropped the wine flask and withdrew.


    He then looked at the noblewoman on the ground, clasping the flask and melting into a puddle, promptly covering her with a blanket, and silently made a decision.


    This woman had a terrible tolerance for alcohol; better not to let her drink in the future.

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    "You saved me?"


    "Hardly called a rescue, seeing you lying on the grass, worried you might catch a chill, I took the liberty of changing your bed."


    Luo En gave a slight smile, his playful words lightening the seriousness the lady opposite brought, while he passed the roasted pheasant to the noblewoman beside him.


    Having mastered the art of saying the right thing to the right person, he was remarkably adept.


    Knowing the lady opposite had a fierce temper and strong pride, Luo En naturally decided to smooth things over to prevent any unnecessary trouble from a disagreement.


    After all, following this evening, they would go their separate ways, no need to spoil their brief encounter with harsh words.


    "Thank you, thank you..."


    The noblewoman hesitated as she took the pheasant.


    It was unclear whether she was thankful for the food or for the earlier assistance.


    Furthermore, her tone was quite stiff, as if she seldom thanked strangers.


    By all appearances, she was likely some high-ranking royalty.


    Luo En muttered to himself, casually offering a bowl of mushroom soup she passed on asking, "By the way, I haven''t asked for your name yet."


    The noblewoman thought for a moment, then responded in a deep voice.


    "Kella, from Argos."


    "Bax, from Thebes,"


    Luo En nodded, smiling politely, stating the future Roman name of the God of Wine.


    By the way, Bax also had a nickname, "the God of Many Faces."


    As they consumed several rounds of soup, and after exchanging names, the atmosphere between them gradually warmed.


    Harnessing his curiosity, Luo En casually inquired.


    "Lady, who left you in such a condition? With such a serious situation, why didn''t you inform your family, coming alone to these deep mountains, it''s hardly safe."


    "My husband..."


    "?"


    "It was my husband who inflicted these injuries on me."


    Kella spoke expressionlessly, her face under the firelight as cold as frost.


    The previously easing mood chilled once again.


    Talking about exactly the wrong thing, Luo En reflected on himself for a moment, quickly changing his approach.


    "Marital disputes are inevitable, and misunderstandings can be resolved, perhaps there is still a chance for clear skies after rain."


    "He is dead; I did it..."


    "Ahem, ahem."


    Luo En coughed violently, at a loss for words, quickly changing the subject.


    "This meat here is ready too; come, eat..."


    Kella took the wild rabbit Luo En offered, her sharp teeth ruthlessly biting down, the grinding sound chillingly eerie, as if she were biting into her deceased husband.


    Marriage is pursued for happiness, and so is divorce?


    But then, a strong fear arose in her heart.


    If that were true, what was the meaning of her long-standing perseverance, or the extreme and twisted measures taken to sustain this marriage?


    "Nonsense!"


    Lady Kela shook her head in denial, her face cold.


    "What do you, a child who has never experienced the beauty of marriage, know?"


    "Beautiful, is it?"


    Luo En smiled, looking at the lady with her lips pursed, forcedly composed, and inquired quietly.


    "Then, how long has it been since you genuinely laughed from your heart?"


    "..."


    "How long has it been since you truly relaxed and enjoyed yourself?"


    "..."


    "How long has it been since you took a good look at this world''s myriad phenomena and felt touched?"


    "......"


    Lady Kela opened her mouth to respond, but her silence only grew longer.


    Indeed, she couldn''t answer.


    Since entering into marriage with her husband, she had always lived amidst hatred, maintaining a marriage that was barely existent, and preserving her status had nearly cost her normal emotions and preferences, slowly becoming somewhat distorted.


    So, was this truly the happiness she sought?


    Lady Kela was at a loss, staring at the flickering flames, her thoughts in disarray.


    "Would you like a drink? It might make you feel better."


    Lady Kela subconsciously took the waterskin tossed to her, pulled out the wooden stopper, and a scent of fermented grapes wafted through the air.


    It was wine.


    Initially, she had no particular feelings for this beverage, it was her unworthy children who couldn''t stop praising it, revealing embarrassing drunken antics all day.


    As a result, her impression of wine had also deteriorated.


    "Don''t worry about things you can''t figure out yet, don''t do things you can''t finish yet, life is long, no need to rush."


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    Listening to these comforting words by her ear, Lady Kela steeled her heart, and drank the crimson wine, gulping it down deeply.


    Right, to hell with it!


    Watching the lady gradually letting go of her inhibitions and worries, indulging in the banquet, Luo En''s face showed a content smile.


    His title "Friend of Women" was not for nothing. Back on the Crete Island, who knows how many unmarried and married women lined up to seek his psychological counseling? What kind of emotional issues and deep-seated grievances hadn''t he seen?


    So, may this lady, unfortunate in her marriage, also receive the blessings of the God of Wine, overcome the troughs and confusions of life, and find her own joy.


    Under the firelight, the God of Joy raised his glass with a faint smile.

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    The following day, at night.


    "Where''s the wine?"


    "It''s gone."


    "Don''t try to deceive me, you clearly have two flasks of Ambrosial Honey Wine tucked away in your arms."


    "The wound hasn''t healed, it''s probably been drunk,"


    "I want to drink..."


    The noblewoman spoke softly, gazing intently at Luo En before her.


    In the end, Luo En was defeated and had no choice but to hand over his private stash.


    Watching the noblewoman adeptly pull out the wooden stopper and frown as she guzzled down the wine, Luo En sighed helplessly.


    He wasn''t upset about the wine itself, but he felt that in his role as a friend to women, he seemed to have encountered a patient that was difficult to handle.


    Clearly, the lady didn''t truly enjoy the taste of wine; she had simply worn her mask for too long and now found it hard to take off.@@@@


    Thus, she needed to numb herself with alcohol, to break through and reveal the restrained dignity of sobriety, showing the negative emotions she had suppressed for so long.


    The depth of her resentment towards her deceased husband, to the point of turning a noblewoman into a fury in an instant, was imaginable.


    Watching her down two flasks of wine and then stagger to her feet, Luo En rubbed his forehead in annoyance.


    Great, another sleepless night.


    However, the predicted storm never came, and instead, a beautiful head bumped into his chest.


    Luo En intended to push her away, but as a dampness spread across his chest, he eventually placed his hand on the noblewoman''s back, silently and gently patting her.


    The more seemingly powerful a person or thing, the more complete their vulnerability once they collapsed.


    Taking into account their prideful self-esteem, pity was, for them, full of insulting implications.


    Therefore, excessive comfort and expressions were unnecessary. All they needed was a small point of support, to just stand quietly and allow them to adjust on their own.


    After an unknown period of time, the noblewoman''s quivering shoulders stopped; she leaned against that warm embrace and fell into a deep sleep.


    At dawn, the crisp song of birds woke Luo En from his slumber. He opened his eyes and glanced at the familiar blanket on his body, shifting his gaze to the graceful figure standing by the riverbank.


    "What are you doing?"


    The noblewoman turned her head and replied indifferently.


    "Just as you said, watching how the sun rises and how the water flows."


    Luo En smiled faintly, stretched lazily, got up, and approached to ask.


    "And how does it feel?"


    "Not much to it."


    The noblewoman shook her head, gazing wistfully at Luo En beside her.


    "Does this method really work? I feel like you''re deceiving me."


    "I asked you to admire the view to relax your mindset and find more joy in life, not to complete a task."


    Luo En explained with a wry smile, then picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it towards the lake.


    Suddenly, the spinning pebble stirred up a chain of splashes as it raced to the opposite shore.


    "Oh yeah, 137 skips, a new record!"


    Luo En clenched his fists excitedly, cheering in delight.


    The noblewoman next to him glanced at Luo En and snorted disdainfully.


    "Childish!"


    For a demigod to get so worked up over such a childish game was beyond her comprehension.


    Unperturbed by the noblewoman''s scorn, Luo En cheerfully handed her a stone.


    "Don''t accept it? You try then. This is a skill I''ve honed with much effort, it won''t be easy to beat me."


    "Boring..."


    "You don''t dare?"


    "Hmph!"


    The haughty noblewoman couldn''t tolerate provocation and snatched the stone from Luo En''s hand, then hurled it into the lake.


    "Isn''t that the way to the Royal City of Argos? People on the road said this city-state is called Nafplion, right?"


    "Hmm, there''s a spring in the mountains around here. The place I''m looking for is there."


    The lady indifferently spoke as she directed the chariot.


    Soon after, the chariot passed through a misty haze and arrived at its final destination smoothly.


    The clear spring water flowed babblingly, converging in a low-lying area into a pool clear as emerald, within which a holy and pure essence brewed and solidified.


    "Here we are, you stay here and keep watch, I''ll be back soon."


    The lady jumped down from the chariot, gave a quick instruction, and then headed straight for the spring in front of her.


    Watching the scene before him, an intense sense of de?ja? vu settled over Luo En.


    A similar scenario, it seemed he had seen it somewhere before.


    In a trance, he lowered his eyes to a stone tablet standing at the perimeter of the spring, on which a line of Hermes Script identified the place.


    ����Knossos?


    Luo En subconsciously read out the characters above and then a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, his complexion drastically changing.


    Knossos Sacred Spring?


    Could it be...


    Luo En looked ahead at the spring engulfed in mist, and at the graceful figure bathing within the waters, whose aura was climbing higher and higher, and he began to sweat slightly on his forehead.


    The Knossos Sacred Spring in Nafplion City could completely wash away the bather''s past irritability, fatigue, and aging, returning them to the pure and beautiful image of their youthful virgin days, similar to the effect of the Love God Aphrodite''s Paphos Sacred Pool on Cyprus Island...


    Only, this place belonged to another beauty of the Divine Realm �� Queen Hera!


    ...Cera, the Argive, who has a conditioned response to seeing a cuckoo bird...


    ...her deceased husband loved to cheat, with numerous illegitimate children everywhere, and even seduced his own great-granddaughter...


    Luo En recalled the self-introduction and complaints of the lady he had met on the road, and couldn''t help but swallow his saliva.


    He remembered that the main worship of Queen Hera was centered in the region of Argos, hence, she was also known as the "Goddess of Argos".


    Once, she had resided on Cuckoo Mountain. Zeus transformed into a trembling cuckoo bird, took advantage of her pity, flew into her arms, and united with her.


    Having just gone through a family contest, it was normal for her to have a conditioned response to seeing a cuckoo bird.


    So, that philandering late husband "Bro" was clearly Zeus himself.


    Otherwise, who could injure Hera so gravely?


    However, the prideful Queen clearly did not wish to admit the painful experience of failing to catch her cheating spouse and being abused instead. Thus, in her narrative, it was she who killed her unfaithful husband, claiming the ultimate victory.


    As a result, among those ten truths was one lie, combined with Hera''s weakness, led Luo En to mistakenly believe he had encountered merely some Argive royalty involved in a scandalous family melodrama.


    Unexpectedly, he had actually bumped into Hera herself.


    And in the end, as clues were outlined and connected, the fragmented vague memories awakened, Luo En gradually solved the puzzle about "Cera".


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    In some regions of Greece, Hera was worshipped in three aspects: maiden, mother, and widow, with three temples dedicated to each. As an unwed maiden, Hera was known as Pais; as mother and wife, she was called Teleia; as a widow who had left Zeus, Hera was called �� Cera...


    So, by introducing herself with this name, was she seeing herself as a widow, indicating that her philandering husband was already dead in her heart?


    Well, that lie seemed to be half the truth as well.


    It was always him who used these tricks on others; he never expected to be the one to fall victim to it one day.


    Luo En muttered gloomily to himself, casting a guilty glance at the mist-enshrouded Sacred Pool, and began to quietly step back.


    He hadn''t forgotten, during the process of escorting Hera to the Holy Land, he had done many presumptuous acts.


    Who knew if the Queen, upon regaining her Divine Power, would seek retribution?


    Perhaps, it would be best to run away?


    But by fleeing, wouldn''t he be proving his guilt beyond doubt?


    "Whish~~"


    As Luo En was caught in his dilemma, the mists surged open, and a dignified goddess with arms as white as lilies, beautiful curly hair cascading from one side of her crown, eyes bright as stars, and an august demeanor that in no way yielded to Aphrodite''s beauty, stepped in bare feet down the stone steps, looking down from on high at the young man waiting below, proudly pondering.


    "My name is Hera, Queen of Olympus. You have done well to escort me to the Holy Land to complete my Baptism; I will surely remember this favor. As per the agreement, I will fulfill one request of yours. Speak, what do you desire? Foreigner?"


    Hearing that the Queen didn''t seem to intend on backing out of the deal, Luo En allowed himself to feel some relief, yet he found himself in a difficult predicament of choice.


    Indeed, what should he ask for?

 Chapter 263 Catching Cheaters in the Act

    After a moment of consideration, Luo En cautiously repeated his previous argument.


    "Taking you home was just on my way; there''s no need for any reward. After all, I didn''t really help you much before, and I actually caused you quite a bit of trouble..."


    "If I tell you to accept it, accept it. Are you afraid I can''t afford it?"


    Hera frowned and snorted, her face displaying displeasure.


    Luo En thought for a while, then sincerely said,


    "Then grant me a smile. During the time I spent with you, it was the most beautiful scenery I had ever seen!"


    "..."


    The unexpected response left Hera momentarily stunned.


    Seeing this, Luo En showed an embarrassed expression.


    "What, is that not allowed?"


    "Boring..."


    As Hera came to her senses, she glared at Luo En and turned her head away with a snort, but the corners of her mouth uncontrollably curled up into a faint smile.


    Luo En caught that subtle change in expression, and a sense of achievement welled up in his heart.


    Indeed, even the coldest people crave warmth in their hearts.


    It seemed that the ice in the heart of this patient was gradually melting under his therapeutic words.


    "Buzz!"


    Just as the atmosphere before the Holy Spring was subtly transforming, a pattern of light lit up on the stone wall.


    Upon seeing this, Hera''s face suddenly turned sinister and wrathful.


    "That bastard has been born!"


    "Bastard?"


    "It''s the cursed child left behind from the last time my husband was intimate with his great-granddaughter, Alcmene!"


    Hearing Hera''s teeth-grinding response, Luo En''s eyelids twitched.


    The father is Zeus, and the mother, the granddaughter of the great hero Perseus, also His Majesty the King of Gods'' great-granddaughter��Alcmene. Isn''t this child the future Hercules?


    Legend says that Olympus must endure three divine wars before divine authority is thoroughly secured.


    These are the Titan War, the Typhon War, and the giant War...


    The first two have already concluded, but the war against the Cottus clan, the giant war, has yet to occur.


    According to the Divine Revelation of The Three Fates, Hercules is the key to winning this war.


    No wonder Zeus fought fiercely with Hera over this affair, even going as far as to seriously injure his former wife, because this concerned his divine position and the prosperity of Olympus.


    Realizing he might have gotten himself into a huge mess, Luo En''s throat felt dry.


    At that moment, Hera closed her eyes for a while and then slowly opened them, her gaze dark and ominous.


    "I''ve found it, seems to be in Thebes?"


    As the protector of women and children, as well as a killer of mistresses and a terminator of illegitimate children, she naturally had ways to sense the birth of certain special beings.


    Feeling the murderous atmosphere, and being a king''s illegitimate son himself, Luo En considered whether he should flee, when Hera stepped forward.


    "Are you also from Thebes? Perfect, take me there!"@@@@


    Not wanting to risk a lengthy ordeal, he hurriedly drove the chariot to the outskirts of the Royal City and stopped, then took the initiative to speak.


    "You go ahead with your tasks; I''ll handle finding someone to adopt him."


    Listenting to his usual considerateness, Hera nodded slightly, then stood up and walked alone into the Grand Gates of the Royal City.


    Once Hera was out of his sensing range, Luo En touched his sweat-soaked back and heaved a long sigh of relief.


    It really hadn''t been easy to protect Hercules, the notorious illegitimate child, from under that Queen''s watchful eyes.


    So kid, when you grow up, be sure to remember to repay your brother here well.


    Luo En pinched the chubby cheeks of the future great Hercules, then followed the crowd into the city, heading towards a certain part of the Royal Palace.


    Given that Hera was pursuing Alcmene, he dared not follow the original historical trajectory and return the child to his mother.


    Otherwise, mother and child might well perish, jeopardizing himself as well.


    Thus, the caretaker Luo En thought of was his own Aunt, Agave.


    Years ago, when his cousin Pentheus, due to his persecution of Dionysian Sect followers and his cruel absurdity, was killed by him, Aunt Agave had since been disconsolate.


    Since she had lost a son, indirectly compensating her with another one seemed fair.


    Just as Luo En was settling on this plan internally, the baby Hercules in his arms suddenly burst into loud crying.


    At the same time, a graceful figure barefoot rushed out from a nearby gate, looking around for the source of the baby''s cries, her gaze finally landing on a spot.


    Then, she stumbled over the threshold and steps, heading straight towards Luo En in the alley, clutching the swaddle in his hands tightly.


    "My child? My child? Is it you?"


    Looking at the beautiful face, anxious yet filled with joy, Luo En sweated profusely.


    Such maternal instincts shouldn''t arise at this moment��it could mean death!


    Luo En quickly covered Alcmene''s mouth with his hand, casting dozens of magic spells like concealment and illusion, then sternly whispered.


    "Shut up if you want to live and follow me!"


    Just as Alcmene was about to speak, another somber whisper came to her ears.


    "Hera is coming..."


    In an instant, the Mycenaean princess''s body shivered, her pale face filled with terror.


    Seeing Alcmene realize the seriousness of their predicament, Luo En unhesitatingly pulled her arm, moving swiftly and cautiously towards the outskirts of the city.


    Finally, after a nerve-wracking fifteen minutes, the trio finally made it out of the Royal City''s gates.


    With the danger now behind them, Alcmene, clutching her newly regained son, couldn''t help but want to thank the kind stranger in front of her.


    "I..."


    "Say nothing more, just go, the farther the better!"


    Luo En immediately cut off Alcmene''s pleasantries, looking around and urging urgently.


    With the situation having spiraled out of control, all he could do now was carve out a path of survival for this mother and child, buying them some time to escape.


    As for the aftermath, he was helpless to assist further.


    Hearing the urgency and unease in his voice, Alcmene promptly picked up her son and nodded repeatedly.


    "Alright, be careful yourself, we''re leaving now!"


    "Go, where are you going?"


    A chilly, deep voice came from above, causing Luo En and Alcmene, looking up to see the white-armed goddess who had appeared unknowingly at the top of the wall, to stiffen and their faces to dramatically change.

 Chapter 264 Lady, No!

    It''s over, it''s Hera!


    Seeing the notorious home-wrecker and illegitimate child terminator appear before her, Alcmene, with panic in her heart, was so frightened that she turned pale and stumbled backward.


    Thinking of escaping?


    Hera let out a cold hum, leaped down from atop the high wall, and swung her right hand, clenched with a thunderbolt, at the fleeing mother and child.


    Just as Alcmene and her child were about to lose their lives under this ghastly divine power, a figure stepped forward.@@@@


    "Boom!"


    Golden flames clashed with the violent thunderbolt, causing a muffled explosion on the desolate land, and the formed aether storm tore up the grass in layers, leaving a mess behind.


    Thump thump thump!


    In the midst of the wild thrusting force, Luo En staggered back three steps before he could barely stabilize his stance, the surging blood making his throat full of a sweet, metallic taste, and a trickle of fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.


    Seeing this, Hera''s gaze wavered, and then she bit her teeth and let out a cold hum.


    "This has nothing to do with you, get lost!"


    As she spoke, she raised her hand again, merging a light-shaped javelin in her palm, her eyes fiercely fixed on Alcmene and her child, who were collapsed on the ground.


    "That''s enough, Hera!"


    A furious shout interrupted the Queen''s rhythm as she was about to deliver a fatal blow to her rival and the illegitimate child.


    And after catching Hera''s evidently delayed reaction, Luo En steeled his heart and spoke solemnly.


    "When will you stop being so obstinate?"


    Upon hearing this, Hera''s brows furrowed, anger causing her chest to heave incessantly.


    "You dare lecture me?"


    "I''m heartbroken for you!"


    Luo En looked up fearlessly, his chest out, with the Mirror of Vaporization in his hand, reflecting Hera''s current image, and he posed a soul-searching question.


    "Look at yourself now, do you still resemble your former self?


    In the past, you wouldn''t even bear to hurt the birds in the sky, and if they got wet, you would even let them shelter from the rain in your bosom.


    And now? You can execute living people at will, casually massacre children, and even the lives of an entire city, an entire country, can be extinguished just to vent your anger.


    As a protector of women and children, these are all beings you are supposed to protect!


    The compassionate goddess that I remember, the benevolent Queen, where has she gone?"


    As she listened to the soul-piercing questioning, Hera instinctively raised her hand, touching her own cheek, looking at her own distorted and fierce image in the mirror, which resembled a demon from hell, and her heart shook violently.


    Indeed, where had ''she'' gone?


    Alcmene, sitting paralyzed on the ground, immediately understood. She mustered her courage, stood up, picked up her son, and tottered away from the looming walls.


    As the figures of the mother and son disappeared from his view, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a burden lifted.


    This dire situation had finally been turned around by his efforts.


    However, before he could catch his breath and regain his composure, Hera, having come back to her senses, looked up at someone, and asked faintly,


    "You let them go?"


    "I just think it''s unfair!"


    Luo En stood up straight, speaking with righteous indignation.


    "Why should the aggressor live so happily, while the victim must suffer so terribly?"


    In a daze, Hera seemed to think of something, her body shivering as she nodded and murmured,


    "Yes, why should he spew lies freely, while I have to give my whole heart?"


    "Why can he idly seduce and not be bound, while I must abide by the rules of marriage?"


    "You''re absolutely right, I feel the same way!" Luo En nodded subconsciously, cheering on his stepmother in his heart, and feeling utterly delighted.


    That''s right, that''s how you should think. Go after him who wronged you! If only she could turn that stallion atop Mount Olympus into a dead husband!


    "Bang!"


    Yet, as Luo En was lost in fantasy, he was suddenly flipped over onto the ground by a powerful force.


    Rising abruptly, Hera, with a strange look in her eyes, gazed down at the handsome young man beneath her, and spoke ominously,


    "Since you think so too, then you will quench this fury for me."


    "?"


    "Rip!"


    As Luo En was still confused, he felt a sudden chill at his chest as his shirt was violently torn open.


    Soon after, his lower garments were breached, and hidden patterns of light began to envelop the surroundings.


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    Watching the loose robe fall from those vast old shoulders, Queen Hera approached with graceful steps, him feeling sweat forming on his forehead as his body subconsciously retreated.


    "Isn''t it you who said I should seek my revenge in a fair way? Why do you flee?"


    With a chilling sneer, Hera grabbed the prey by his ankles with her slender arms, dragged him brutally back to his original position, then descended cruelly and decisively upon him to taste his flesh, and gnaw on each of his bones.


    The lamb ravaged under the she-beast''s paws let out a woeful cry.


    This isn''t right, it''s not at all what I had in mind!

 Chapter 265 The Defeat of the Minotaur

    Dust swirled, and the ground shook in waves.


    The Queen of the Heavens, who had broken all moral taboos and cast aside self-restraint, unleashed a savage and domineering demand on the prey beneath her claws like never before.


    Pain! Excruciating pain!


    As if his bones were being crushed inch by inch, and his flesh torn layer by layer.


    Luo En, the victim, grimaced in agony, wanting to speak out against the violence, but the descending cherry lips silenced the words that surged to his throat.


    Sweet, with the rich fragrance of fermented fruit��it felt as if a jar of ancient Ambrosial Honey Wine had been unsealed.


    Hera''s eyes narrowed, her frenzied expression became even more indulgently intoxicated; her nimble tongue pried open the "clay seal" and "wooden stopper"��the two tightly shut defenses��and slipped into the moist "bottle mouth," voraciously sucking on the stored, deliciously sweet "nectar."


    In just a short moment, Luo En felt his lips go numb and his tongue tingle, his entire mouth seeming to catch fire with a burning pain, as the tang of blood spread between his lips and teeth.


    At the same time, his two arms, held fast, creaked ominously, as if they might be torn from his torso at any moment.


    And even worse was the lower half of his body: his pelvis cracked under the relentless pounding, his spine let out mournful cries, gradually losing all sensation.


    Confronted with this scene, Luo En felt like an innocent lamb accidentally run over by a heavily-laden cart, brutally knocked down and then mercilessly run over again and again.


    No, this couldn''t go on. By the time the Queen''s fury was spent, he feared there wouldn''t even be bone fragments left of him.


    Buffeted by the tempest, Luo En strived to rouse a thread of consciousness, then seizing the chance, he broke free from the oppression in his mouth, raised his head, captured the summit of the mountain before him, and struck back with all his might.


    "Pfft!"


    A burst of lily-scented sweet ambrosia exploded between his lips, then poured down his esophagus and into his stomach, becoming a warm surge that flowed into his limbs and body.


    Very hot! Very burning!


    The deity in charge of wine and mirth flushed crimson, nourished and irrigated by a beverage no less potent than alcohol.


    The sudden stab of pain finally awakened some of Hera''s senses.


    But facing such a defiant and blasphemous resistance from a fully indulgent Queen, she seemed to see a kitten baring its claws at her, not taking offense at all, but laughing as she spread her flawless white arms to pull the rebellious little head deep into her embrace.


    You want it, right? Then I''ll give it to you.


    The nearly suffocating obstruction made Luo En flail his limbs weakly while he involuntarily swallowed.


    More of the "ambrosia," born of divinity and maternity, poured into Luo En''s throat, until his stomach filled, leading him deeper into chaos and intoxication.


    ~~


    By dawn, the birds in the forest chirped and chattered.


    Luo En dragged his battered body, blue and purple, from the ground. Leaning against the city wall, he sat collapsed like a dehydrated zombie, tilting his head to the sky at a classic 45-degree angle, speechlessly choked with emotion.


    Seven days! That madwoman tormented him for a full seven days and nights!


    And she claimed that when Zeus seduced Alcmene, he dallied in bed for three days and nights, so she would settle for no less.


    But how could that be the same?


    Zeus was making love normally, probably considering Alcmene''s endurance and even intentionally holding back his divine power.


    You, on the other hand, went full throttle, treating not only yourself but also me as inhuman! A perfect example of an S looking for an M!


    If it weren''t for my tough luck and the occasional forceful nursing, I might very well have been spent.


    Luo En grumbled secretly while unconsciously rolling his tongue, scraping a hint of pure white sweetness from the corner of his lips into his belly.


    Instantly, a warm current surged through his body, slightly dulling his aches and pains.


    Alright, the "forceful nursing" he referred to was not a figure of speech, but a very real act of suckling.


    However, she was not that coldhearted bastard; even if she sought revenge, she at least had to choose a target that was pleasing to the eye.


    And the one before her seemed quite right.


    As Hera was secretly strategizing, Luo En cautiously raised his hand.


    "Uh, there''s something I forgot to tell you. My real name is Luo En, and I am a lesser deity of Hestia, in charge of wine and joy."


    "It''s you!"


    Hearing this unexpected answer, Hera was momentarily stunned.


    She had heard of the God of Wine, Luo En.


    During the great trial against Poseidon, this newly appointed lesser deity stood in for Hestia at divine council meetings and handled some affairs of the Hestia Temple. He was well regarded among the Olympus deities for his excellent working abilities and interpersonal skills.


    Yet during that time, Zeus was busy having affairs, and she was busy catching him in the act, so she hardly returned to Olympus and, therefore, never formally met this legendary God of Wine.


    Unexpectedly, she and this God of Wine had somehow crossed paths in such an unforeseen manner.


    "Lady Hestia has been good to me..."


    Luo En skillfully played his top defensive card, sincerely declining Hera''s offer.


    "So, thank you for your kindness, but I am afraid I cannot serve at your command."


    "Not necessarily!"


    However, Hera lifted her head with confidence and spoke decisively.


    "Big sister never cares about the gains and losses of divine authority. Worse comes to worst, I''ll trade her two lesser deities for you, she''ll agree to it!"


    Hearing the queen of heaven showed no sign of backing off, Luo En immediately felt a stomach ache coming on.


    Damn it, this might have gone too far.


    "Where is big sister now?"


    "In Athens..."


    "Good, take me to her!"


    Hera decisively decided on her next course of action, a look of eager anticipation on her face.


    Looking through the water light concentrated in the palm of her hand at the reflected image, the queen, tidying herself up before leaving, couldn''t help but touch her slightly flushed cheek, her lips curving into a pleased smile.


    It seemed she had not looked forward to an event like this in a long time.


    However, at that moment, Luo En''s feelings were entirely different.


    Take Hera to Athens?


    Not to mention whether Hestia would hang him up and lash him upon learning that he had brought Hera to poach from her court.


    The Goddess of Justice, Themis, and the Goddess of Memory, Mnemosyne, were still atop War God Mountain.


    God knows what kind of chemical reaction would occur when Zeus''s present and former lovers met.


    If he really did this, he didn''t even know into how many pieces he might end up.


    "Aren''t we leaving?"


    Hearing Hera''s somewhat displeased urging, Luo En had no choice but to summon his Bronze Chariot, bracing himself.


    After all, there was still a long way to go, and he had a clash with Thebes; he would think of something along the way.


    Reassuring himself, Luo En loaded up the queen of heaven and set off towards Athens.

 Chapter 266 If You Agree, Is It Still Coercion?

    Several days later, amidst towering mountains and steep ridges.


    Two divine horses pulled the Bronze Chariot, progressing slowly and leisurely.


    Hera glanced at the scenery slowly moving backward around her, slightly squinted her eyes, and looked towards the figure on the driver''s seat.


    "It seems like you are taking a detour?"


    "Didn''t you say you dislike dealing with strangers? Naturally, we should stay further from the city-states."


    Luo En turned his head, quickly brought out a prepared excuse, and then spoke earnestly.


    "Moreover, this is also for the sake of your reputation."


    "Hmph! Reputation? If he''s not ashamed, what do I have to fear?"


    Hera disdainfully scoffed, but her body honestly sat down, making no further demands for Luo En to change the route.


    Clearly, the Queen of Olympus still cared about her face to some extent, and her mood was not as relaxed as she appeared to be on the surface.


    But no sooner had Hera resettled herself than a cuckoo flew through the shadowy forest to the Queen''s shoulder and whispered into her ear in a low chirp.


    Instantly, Hera''s previously calmed face darkened significantly, and storm clouds gathered in the sky, flashing with lightning and thundering, signaling that a storm was approaching.


    Sensing the dreadful drop in pressure behind him, Luo En''s heart leapt, and he asked cautiously.


    "What''s wrong?"


    "He has seduced another Nymph behind my back!"


    Hera answered grimly, her clenched fists revealing veins, and her clenched teeth grinding.


    So it was because of Zeus?


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of his anxiety.


    That''s no problem, business as usual.


    That''s Zeus for you, while Hera could focus on catching cheaters, fighting mistresses, and persecuting illegitimate children, His Majesty the King of Gods had a lot more things and targets to consider when being unfaithful.


    According to reliable sources, he has seven official wives, over twenty lovers, and including other sources, a total of over 130 clandestine partners.


    This number includes not only the opposite sex but also the same sex, and certain non-human entities...


    By the way, Poseidon''s number topped this with a substantial margin, boasting over 170 affairs, easily surpassing Zeus.


    The Sea King truly lives up to his name.


    So, with such a fine family tradition, Alcmene was important, but she was just a tool for the Divine King to fulfill his heavenly duties.


    Once the seed was sown, whether the old lover was dead or alive, it hardly affected Zeus''s enthusiasm for revelry night after night outside.


    By now, the Queen, brainwashed by someone, no longer fixated on making life difficult for the same-sex mistresses, directly aimed at the main culprit.


    "To think he would use the Authority of the King of Gods to oppress a mere Nymph just for a moment of pleasure, how absurd!"


    "Yes, it''s too much!"


    Luo En, who was driving, habitually chimed in, subtly continuing to worsen the relationship between Zeus and Hera.


    However, as soon as the words left his mouth, Hera seemed to catch on, pursed her thin lips, and looked forward with a smirk.


    "Since he likes to force others, why don''t we give it a try?"


    "..."


    Luo En stiffened, squeezing out a dry smile.


    "Let''s not, we are still on our way."


    Hera''s smile brightened, squinting her moist eyes, she calmly spoke,


    "If you agree, would it still be considered forcing?"


    "...!"


    Luo En said nothing more, dropped the reins, and activated the Authority of the Goat, leaping in an attempt to escape the grasp of the Queen.@@@@


    "Thinking of running? Come back here!"


    However, accompanied by a disdainful sneer, Hera reached out into the void, and powerful Divine Power instantly sealed off the space around, pulling the just-escaped lamb back into her clasp with ease.


    "How about we stay a few more days and enjoy the mountain scenery a bit more?"


    "The scenery in Athens is even better!"


    Feeling that familiar gaze falling on him again, Luo En quickly spoke up, wiping the sweat from his forehead and cautiously pulled out a message tube.


    "Moreover, there''s an old acquaintance on War God Mountain who would like to meet you..."


    Hera took it casually, poured out the letter inside, and reviewed it. Her initially indifferent expression changed as she read the content named ''Marriage Laws''


    and as a subtle signature came into view near the end, the queen on the chariot slightly furrowed her brows.


    The Goddess of Justice Themis? She is also on War God Mountain?


    Seeing Hera behind him fall into thought, Luo En quietly relaxed his tense heart.


    Success!


    He had finally shifted the queen''s focus from plotting behind Zeus''s back and venting her emotions, to a litigation about marriage that had practical significance.


    After all, having been cuckolded so many times, and even having brawled over illegitimate children, Hera hadn''t thought about divorce, which was no longer a matter of love.


    She bore the indignity in silence to maintain this relationship because the continuation of this marriage pertained to her own Divine Authority.


    Even when her dissatisfaction and anger had long surpassed the breaking point, she had to endure again and again.


    But what if someone could help her break this deadlock?


    ��For instance, the Goddess of Justice who created the Marriage Laws, invented the concept of family, and defined the obligations and responsibilities between men and women?


    Luo En glanced at Hera, whose expression was somewhat uneasy, and couldn''t help but reveal a sly smile.


    In the half-month of being tormented, he had already thought of his next move.


    The birth of the Marriage Laws, although prompted by Themis''s disgust towards Zeus for consuming his first wife Metis, ended up benefiting Hera the most. She subsequently became the Queen of Olympus and shared Zeus''s authority.


    However, as time passed, His Majesty the King of Gods gradually revealed his true nature, and the marital relationship between him and Hera had reached the brink of rupture.


    At this very moment, a reform had accumulated enough variables.


    How could the Marriage Laws have "marriage" without "divorce"?


    Compared to the discussion on her very own root of Divine Authority, undermining her elder sister Hestia seemed rather trivial.


    In this way, Luo En could conveniently toss the problem and Hera to Themis, who initially formulated the Marriage Laws, completing the cycle of letting the creator resolve the issue and thus extracting himself from this perilous vortex.


    Although it was somewhat disgraceful, who could deny that the Goddess of Justice was one of the few who could suppress Hera effectively?


    After maintaining troops for so long, it was time for the Goddess of Justice to come out and shield him.


    With these thoughts, Luo En lashed the divine horses harshly a couple more times.


    Finally, at sunset, the raging chariot stopped outside the dense forests of Athens.


    A goddess clad in a white long gown, her eyes covered with a light veil, stood silently in the woods, her golden long sword adorned with a scale. The resplendent evening sun traced a sacred and solemn hue upon her.


    As the sound of wheels entering the forest reached her, the goddess slowly turned around. The veiled eyes gazed at the two visitors, her voice cold and deep.


    "You have arrived much later than I anticipated..."


    "The journey was long."


    "There were some delays..."


    The Hera and Luo En in the chariot felt a void in their hearts, covering for each other while unconsciously averting their gazes.


    It wasn''t the student Astraea appearing on behalf of her mentor, but Themis herself?


    Seeing this unexpected turn of events, Luo En gradually felt a foreboding sensation rising within him.


    "It''s good that you''ve come."


    In the woods, Themis gently nodded her head and then flicked the scales on either side of her sword hilt, summoning countless rays of starlight to fall from the night sky.


    A majestic palace of light rose from the ground around them, drawing the three into a vast sea of stars.


    Themis ascended a platform built of starlight, sat down calmly, and began solemnly.


    "Now, let the trial officially begin!"


    Sensing the invisible constraints of the rules descending, both Luo En and Hera standing in the court suddenly changed their colors.


    How could this be, it wasn''t what was agreed upon?

 Chapter 267 Stepmom Defense Battle (5.6k)

    Beneath the stars, within the courtroom.


    The Goddess of Justice sat solemnly on the bench, her eyes veiled with a light gauze as she scrutinized the parties present and formally posed her questions.


    "Hera, have you ever engaged in actions that violate the principles of marital fidelity?"


    Themis''s opening move, magnified, instantly bewildered Hera on the spot.


    If it had been earlier, she could have answered with righteousness, but now...


    She pursed her lips, glanced subconsciously at the person who had accompanied her on this journey, and involuntarily voiced a difficult answer.


    "Yes..."


    As soon as she spoke, Hera''s complexion immediately took on an unpleasing aspect, deeply wary of the swath of starlight enveloping her.


    Underneath the stars, the truth is visible.


    Within the courtroom, lies cannot be fabricated.


    This was why Themis had drawn them into this Divine Realm.


    Having received the answer, the Goddess of Justice unsurprisingly nodded and continued to ask in a deep voice.


    "Have you ever harbored resentment toward your spouse, causing him harm?"


    "Yes..."


    "Has your relationship completely deteriorated, and do you thoroughly loathe this marriage?"


    "Yes..."


    Two consecutive uncomplicated subjective questions that did not involve privacy slightly relaxed Hera''s tense nerves. However, while responding, the Queen of Heaven''s face still invariably showed complex emotions.


    Once upon a time, she and that person were symbols of matrimonial harmony and familial continuity, but she''d never imagined they would so quickly reach a point of mere superficial union.


    Themis nodded, still without superfluous words, and spoke solemnly once again.


    Themis turned, her gaze meaningful as she looked back.


    Luo En stepped forward with a smile, speaking earnestly.


    "Regarding this case, I have a few questions to consult you on, so shall we follow the procedure?"


    Themis calmly nodded, her thumb twisting the scales on either side of the sword''s hilt, reconstructing the courtroom of order with starlight as its foundation, and herself returning to the bench within the grove.


    Everything being ready, Luo En inhaled slightly, and spoke solemnly.


    "The one who first violated the rules of marriage, should they be deemed the primary party at fault and thus bear greater responsibility?"


    The primary party at fault?


    Themis upon hearing this novel term, nodded thoughtfully.


    "Yes!"


    Indeed it was so. Within this marriage, while Hera subsequently exhibited indiscreet behavior, fundamentally it was still Zeus who first engaged in the affair.


    Apart from his fondness for beauty, His Majesty the King of Gods also feared that his and Hera''s bloodline would destabilize his status, thus after consolidating his divine power, seldom did he fulfill his duties as a husband.


    In contrast, as a wife, Hera had previously been exemplary in her conduct, with hardly any rumors of infidelity or affairs, in stark contrast to Zeus.


    It was precisely because of the issue with Alcmene that they came to blows, and Hera gradually lost faith in her husband, only crossing the marital line under the instigation of a certain culprit, and increasingly indulging herself.


    "Did the current glory of Olympus come not only from His Majesty''s leadership but also from the contributions of Lady Queen of Heaven?"


    "Yes!"


    Themis nodded again without any hesitation. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire


    It must be acknowledged that Hera had performed rather competently in her role as Queen.


    The Pantheon of Gods greatly respected her in major matters, and Zeus also respected her, often discussing affairs with her. Whenever the gods debated a vital issue, Hera often, due to opposing views, contradicted Zeus. But in the end, she often chose to keep silent out of love, opting to compromise and yield.


    Artemis and Apollo, the siblings, Hermes as the illegitimate child, and Hephaestus, the unattractive son��who all ascended to Olympus to become part of the Twelve Olympians��were all under Hera''s tacit approval.


    It can be said that the current system of the Twelve Olympians is closely related to this Queen of Heaven.@@@@

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    Of course, if one thought that way, they would fall into the trap.


    At that moment, Luo En gave a slight smile, his gaze twinkling.


    "The wealth that is created together, should it be divided equally?"


    "Yes..."


    This time, Themis''s response was hesitant, a slight furrow forming between her brows.


    With the groundwork laid, Luo En revealed his sharp argument.


    "Then, as the primary and principal party at fault in a marriage, should one adhere to the principle of taking less or none of the jointly created wealth when the marriage cannot be sustained, appropriately compensating the other party whose rights were infringed upon?"


    The heart of Themis shook, and she immediately realized the malicious intent hidden within the arguments.


    This was to make her cut the marital laws between Zeus and Hera under the guise of upholding fairness, while also ensuring that the Queen of Olympus''s divinity and divine authority remained unaffected.


    The Goddess of Justice looked somberly at a certain defender in court, "Are you asking me to stand on her side?"


    "No, I only hope you stand on the side of justice, to practice the fairness you pursue!"


    The defender shook his head solemnly, and then proclaimed loudly and righteously.


    "The sword of the law should not only strike the weak!"


    Justice? Fairness?


    Themis clenched the long sword in her hand, her expression complex.


    Since when had she become increasingly unfamiliar with these concepts?@@@@


    "Since the Marriage Laws you formulated cannot restrain one party who continues to err, they should not become the shackles preventing the other party from pursuing happiness"


    Luo En spoke solemnly, expressing his perspective, then earnestly looked at Themis.


    Thinking about her chaotic family life, Hera couldn''t help but feel her blood pressure rise, her heart grievously burdened.


    However, as her gaze swept over the figure standing protectively in front of her, speaking eloquently in her defense, and striving to maintain her reputation and fight for her rights, the clouds in the Queen''s heart seemed to scatter.


    At least, there was someone in the world who understood her...


    And on reflection, that stop-and-go time was probably her most unrestricted, happily relaxed days.


    "It seems you indeed weren''t happy."


    Meanwhile, Themis caught the change in Hera''s expression, and sighed softly.


    "So be it, I will personally break the mistakes I made.


    Speaking, the Goddess of Justice gradually drew the Sword of Judgment from its sheath, resolutely striking down in front of Hera."


    "Crack!"


    A sound like shackles shattering echoed on Hera''s body, and the Queen immediately felt a lightness in her body, as if some invisible restraint had been quietly severed.


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    Along with the pleasant metallic sound, Themis sheathed the Sword of Judgment back into its sheath and spoke gravely.


    "There, I have cut off the bindings of those Marriage Laws, you are free now. From now on, you remain the Queen, but not as the wife of the Divine King, but because of your own contributions to Olympus. Therefore, you need no longer depend on him, and retain your divinity and authority."


    Hearing this, Hera trembled and lifted her hand, sensing the divinity and divine power within her that had not diminished much, her face alight with incredible joy.


    The action taken by Themis was beyond her expectation, erasing all her worries.


    Since her marriage with Zeus was only nominally existent, there was no need to forcibly stick together; managing separately was fine.


    Keeping up appearances, divorce without leaving the household would suffice.


    And this practically perfect decree, owed everything to someone who had passionately defended her before the Goddess of Justice Themis.


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    Hera''s heart surged with excitement as she looked towards Luo En at her side.


    As the defense attorney, Luo En was also very pleased with the thorough victory.


    On one hand, having Themis preside over this divorce dispute was equivalent to taking Hera''s side and breaking with Zeus. She was now unavoidably committed to the War God Mountain.


    On the other hand, helping her stepmother rob her biological father of his gold coins might not dethrone Zeus, but it would somewhat harm his vitality and invisibly weaken his divine authority.


    All of these, from any perspective, were greatly beneficial to him and War God Mountain.


    As the dust settled, Luo En immediately squeezed out a warm smile and expressed his sincere thanks.@@@@


    "Princess Themis, thank you for upholding justice and righteousness here!"


    "I am merely fulfilling my obligations and doing what I can," Themis replied indifferently, her expression as aloof and solemn as ever.


    Truly worthy of being the Goddess of Justice, you really step up when it matters! Reliable!


    Inwardly praising Themis, Luo En then spoke with a smile brimming on his face.


    "Alright then, since the case is closed, you two have your talk, I''ll be leaving now, not to disturb you!"


    With that, the defense attorney turned and walked towards the edge of the dense forest, ready to make his graceful exit.


    However, just as he took a step forward, a deep and clear voice came from behind him.


    "Wait, you cannot leave yet..."


    "Huh?"


    Luo En turned around in confusion, his face showing a hint of surprise. Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire


    "Her case is settled, but now it''s your turn."


    The Golden Scales turned, ringing delicately, and radiant starlight cascaded down as the courtroom of order was erected. Themis stood at the judge''s bench, gazing solemnly at the lone figure under the stars and slowly spoke.


    "Tell me, do you harbor malice towards Olympus, intending to commit treasonous acts?"


    "...!"


    Luo En stiffened, his complexion drastically changing.


    Has it happened? I''m finished!


    Seeing the accused not answering, Themis spoke again, this time using divine law without any courtesy.


    "Tell me, do you harbor malice towards Olympus, intending to commit treasonous acts?"


    Suddenly, a mysterious and vast pressure poured down from the heavens, and a clear, penetrating will entered Luo En''s mind, compelling him to want to disclose his most genuine thoughts unwittingly.


    But what was the result?


    As soon as the divine war had ended, that new King of the Gods, in whom she had placed such hope, turned against his own wife Metis, seizing her with honeyed words and swallowing her whole.


    At that time, she was pregnant.


    From that moment, Themis saw through the true nature of His Majesty the King of Gods, completely extinguishing the fantasies in her heart, and chose to leave Olympus to hide herself in the Sea of Okeanos.


    And afterward, things unfolded just as she had expected.


    Calculating against his wife, his children, mortals, his adversaries...


    This Divine King elevated "conspiracy" to an art form, erasing one potential threat after another, playing all within the palm of his hand.


    The glorious Divine Realm remained shrouded in darkness, and the tainted Mortal World continued in its unruly chaos.


    The Goddess of Justice looked at the handsome, intelligent, and eloquent Luo En before her, and the figure before her eyes seemed to perfectly overlap with that person in her memory. The peculiar sense of de?ja? vu made her shake her head and sigh.


    Another Zeus...


    The Sword of Judgment inched out of its scabbard, and Luo En broke out in sweat on his forehead.


    "You mean to kill me?" he asked.


    The Goddess glanced at him as if he were just another criminal, and shook her head slightly, "I am a judge, not an executioner."


    However, before Luo En''s heart could settle, Themis swung her sword towards the stars, speaking somberly.


    "But it''s my duty to inform the victims of the results of the last trial, so I will hand you over to Zeus and let him know of your intentions, letting him decide your fate."


    Where the blade passed, a dark crack tore through the starry sky, mirroring the contours of Sacred Mountain Olympus.


    Seeing this, Luo En''s heart raced.


    Themis was serious.


    "Wait! I can explain! I have more to say!" he pleaded.


    "I''m sorry, your only chance to defend yourself has already been used up," she replied.


    Themis, clearly determined, showed no intention of listening to the accused''s sophistry, and grabbing Luo En''s shoulder, she prepared to throw him into the gaping starry corridor.


    "Wait..."


    At that critical moment, a goddess clad in bronze serpent armor, with silver hair and purple eyes, glided from the depths of the starry sky.


    "If the accused has no right to speak for himself, then how about I advocate on his behalf?" she suggested.


    Seeing the unexpected savior before him, Luo En experienced a flood of emotions, nearly shedding tears of relief.


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    Themis turned and looked at Athena, who approached from the depths of the starry sky, gently shaking her head.


    "Jurors should not enter the fray."


    "Since you approve of my presence, it proves that I, a juror, also have the authority to interpret the law, ascertain facts, and adjudicate cases. In the face of injustice and potential wrongful judgments, I most certainly must speak out," Athena replied with a smile, her tone neither humble nor haughty.


    Themis fell silent for a moment, twirling her sword handle. The rift in the starry sky healed, and she released her hold on the prisoner, returning to her seat on the bench, her eyes veiled in light gauze, in solemn contemplation.


    "All right, you may begin your questioning."


    Athena nodded and began to ask her questions.


    "Let''s ask if the party has strived to perfect justice, build order, and practice righteousness?"


    "Yes!"


    Themis nodded slightly, providing an affirmative answer.


    Without doubt, the plaintiff before her was the undisputed founder of Athenian law and indeed, as he said, had established a brighter order for Athens.


    "Has his personal interests ever impeded the perfection of justice and the execution of righteousness?"


    "No..."


    After a moment of serious contemplation, Themis shook her head.


    Indeed, he had his own interests, but he held clearer boundaries than most deities and rarely blatantly broke the rules. As a result, he''d left behind almost nothing that could be called a handle.


    "Has his presumptuousness yet to become reality?"


    "Yes..."


    Themis nodded again, giving a candid response.


    Athena''s face broke into a mischievous smile resembling someone''s, as the truth emerged.


    "Then, can one be convicted for an event that has not yet occurred, for a person who is, for the moment, innocent?"


    "..."


    Themis was silent, and after a long while, she let out a deep sigh.


    "Is this the reason you defend him?"


    Next, he didn''t know how he should get along with this Goddess of Justice.


    In the end, Luo En sighed and approached cautiously to inquire.


    "How is she?"


    "She''s not dead, just severely injured and unconscious."


    "That serious?"


    The unexpected answer left Luo En somewhat astonished.


    Athena turned back and glared at the plaintiff, snorting coldly.


    "Do you think it''s such a simple matter to unilaterally cut off the continuation of the Marriage Laws, dividing the Divine Authority of the King of Gods?"


    "...!"


    Luo En was startled, a foreboding feeling stirring in him. Your next read awaits at My Virtual Library Empire


    Athena''s gaze swept over the dim flickering starlight, turning her attention somberly to the plaintiff in the arena.


    "...Fighting for justice for the weak, drawing the sword against the mighty, comes with a cost. If that cost isn''t borne by you or by Hera, on whom do you think it will fall?"


    Luo En realized the gravity of the situation and looked in astonishment at the pale Themis in Athena''s arms. He hesitated for a moment before speaking dryly.


    "What will happen to her?"


    "She won''t die for the time being."


    Athena answered with a snort, then murmured softly, her lips barely moving.


    "But to oppose the oath made to the River Styx, to interfere in the Divine Authority of Olympus; to betray my father, shaking the most powerful divine right in the world, such troubles piling up and exploding, the situation might turn out to be hardly better than death."


    "What exactly is her condition?"


    "Her divinity is shattered; she can no longer be the Goddess of Justice, her consciousness has been severely damaged, and she likely won''t be able to wake up anytime soon. If this persists, she might fall into Eternal Sleep."


    Upon hearing Athena''s answer, Luo En was taken aback.


    He had only intended to use Themis to get involved, leveraging the Marriage Laws to weaken Zeus''s authority.


    He didn''t anticipate that the Goddess of Justice would take his coercion seriously, even to the extent that she brandished her sword in accordance with her promise, risking herself in the process.


    This time, he had truly caused great harm to Themis.

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    Luo En couldn''t help feeling some regret and immediately pressed for answers.


    "Then what should I do?"


    "What else can you do? You can only hope that you will truly keep your promise, refine the judiciary, construct order, practice justice, and with this faith, repair her damaged divinity, and one day awaken her!"


    Athena continued to pour divine power into the comatose Themis to stabilize her wounds, her voice growing colder.


    "So, from the moment she swung that sword, she had already made her choice?"


    Luo En was taken aback, then looked astonished at the comatose Goddess of Justice.


    "Then why did she say she wanted to take me to see Zeus?"


    "If we didn''t speak that way, would you get the message? And if she really wanted to offer you to Zeus, would she have bothered to invoke that divine authority in the first place?"


    The more Athena spoke, the angrier she got, turning her head to glower at the instigator behind her with a dark expression.


    "I told you long ago that schemes have their limits. Relying too much on your own cunning without the support of absolute strength will sooner or later cause big troubles!"


    "You dared to lie in Hera''s bed and thought to use this as a means to lever the Divine King''s authority, really believing that your head is harder than the thunderbolts of Olympus? Or do you think that everyone else is a fool at your disposal, with not a single person seeing through the malice you hide?"


    "This time it was Themis who took the hit for you, barely shielding you from all the suspicion and consequences. What about next time? You don''t think your tricks will win every time, do you?"


    Hearing that heart-wrenching inquiry, Luo En was left speechless, a deep sense of guilt welling up inside him.


    Indeed, he had depended too much on his cunning and forgotten a crucial truth.


    The execution of justice requires blood to be spilled.


    He had escaped punishment with his own slyness, but someone else always had to pay the price.


    Looking at the bloodless face of the Goddess of Justice, Luo En couldn''t help but mutter under his breath.


    "Such an important matter, why didn''t she say so?"


    "Were you honest with her?"


    Athena turned her head and bluntly retorted.


    Luo En had nothing to say, and could only mutter indignantly.


    "I just didn''t find the right opportunity, did I?"


    "Opportunity?"


    Athena glanced at the petitioner, her gaze laden with meaning.


    "In the second trial, do you remember what was different about her face?"


    Luo En thought for a moment, looking at Themis''s pale face, he murmured.


    "She took off that blindfold..."


    "With that blindfold on, she couldn''t see the faces and identities of the disputants, thereby avoiding bribery, not needing to fear power, she was the Goddess of Justice untainted by personal feelings; taking off that blindfold, she was just Themis, a woman who, for the sake of trust, a promise, broke the taboo for you."


    Athena sighed, her expression complex as she slowly uncovered the mystery.


    "She gave you a chance, but you chose the worst response..."


    So, what she really wanted was not a lofty justification, but an honest one?


    "I know you are fond of him, but there are no walls in the world that can block everything. This time Themis noticed something, and I could stop her, but what about next time? If my father comes, can you guarantee his safety, guarantee that you will not be punished?"


    "..."


    Hera opened her mouth but was lost for words.


    Indeed, she had never thought about this issue.


    Zeus could have his way unscrupulously because no one could punish him.


    But it was different for herself; once her infidelity was exposed, His Majesty the King of Gods needed only to wave his hand to crush her little lover to death and make her suffer greatly.


    "I understand your dilemma, and I believe in your sincerity regarding your feelings. But your love is too heavy for him now; being obstinate will only harm each other, leaving regrets that can''t be mended."


    Athena patted her stepmother''s shoulder, her eyes full of sincerity and honesty.


    "If you want to maintain this relationship with integrity, at the very least, you also need enough strength to protect yourself, to protect the one you care about..."


    "Athena, you''re right, I have been rash," Hera said, her mind suddenly clearing, looking gratefully at her foster daughter who was so considerate of her, thanking her repeatedly.


    Then, the queen of the forest glanced at the young lover with whom she had entangled this calamitous romance, recalling every moment spent with him, but eventually, she turned her head resolutely and entrusted Athena in a soft voice.


    "Take care of him for me..."


    "Yes!"


    Athena nodded solemnly, watching her stepmother summon her chariot and depart heavily toward Olympus.


    As the shooting star in the sky vanished from view, the Goddess of Wisdom reflected on Hera''s flickering gaze before her departure, then turned with a smile that was not quite a smile toward Luo En at her side.


    "It looks like she really put her heart into you."


    "But I have no desire to be the queen."


    Luo En replied indifferently, then turned to Themis, who was hidden in the Labyrinth, and let out a helpless, bitter smile.


    "And with so many debts on my back, do I have any other choice but that path if I want to pay back what I owe, principal and interest?"


    He now understood why Themis had insisted on taking him to see Zeus; most likely, it was to make Hera retreat and stop entangling him.


    Athena glanced sideways, asking playfully.


    "Do you regret it?"


    "No regrets!"


    The same question, the same answer; the two in the forest exchanged a smile, an unspoken understanding forming naturally.


    "So what should I call you? Sister?"


    "Whatever you like."


    Athena smiled unconcernedly, her eyes calm.


    "You''re not them, and you don''t need to become anyone else, just be yourself."


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom looked defiantly at the rebel in front of her plotting against Olympus and declared with commanding conviction.


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    "After all, no matter how you choose, I will win in the end!"

 Chapter 269 Stealing and Eating the 【Forbidden Fruit】

    Several days later, War God Mountain.


    Luo En sat in the backyard of Hestia''s residence, taking out a Golden Apple and swallowing it in a few bites.


    The fruit melted in his mouth, forming a stream of golden Divine Liquid that flowed from his stomach to his limbs and bones, slowly soaking into every inch of his bone, every piece of muscle, and every drop of blood.


    Gradually, a golden glow enveloped him from the inside out.


    "Buzz!"


    At the same time, a golden halo shone behind him, where countless lush grapevines wildly grew within the halo''s constructed world of the heart, gradually extending their tendrils to the tenth gap, turning into a fruit tree with lush branches and leaves.


    Fruits, the size of a fist with a fiery red skin and a trumpet-shaped opening at the top, hung full on the branches.


    As the fruit tree and fruits ceased to grow, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, spread his palm forward, and several green vines automatically fell from behind him, bringing a fiery red fruit to his hand.


    "Crunch~~"


    With a gentle break, the fiery red peel split open with a crisp sound, revealing seeds as clear and sparkling as agates.


    ��Pomegranates, a fruit with special significance in Greek culture.


    In the Divine Realm, the pomegranate tree is one of the favorite plants of Hera, the goddess of marriage and fertility, and Queen Hera. Her image is often depicted with a scepter in one hand and a pomegranate, a symbol of fertility, in the other; for Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, who is also the goddess of flowers and mother of plants, the pomegranate is also one of her sacred objects and symbols, and it is included among the plants people sacrifice to her.


    On the other hand, it is said to be born from the blood of Adonis, who governs the annual death and revival of plants. Hades, the god of the underworld, tempted Persephone with six pomegranate seeds, binding her to spend six months of the year in the Netherworld. Thus, many believe it to possess magical powers, potent enough to affect even the fates of deities.


    Luo En plucked several pomegranate seeds and put them in his mouth.


    A miraculous sweetness burst forth on his taste buds, followed by a wave of coolness spreading within his body. Continue your adventure at My Virtual Library Empire


    In a daze, his vitality became more robust, his eyes clearer, and his thoughts seemingly shaper.


    At the same time, his perception of the "world" seemed to undergo an indescribable change.


    ��As if everything around him had become much more familiar.


    Luo En ate a few more pomegranate seeds, closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then opened them again, shaking his head in resignation.


    The effect on him was too slight, the sensation not clear enough.


    He pondered for a moment, picked up a Gorgon bronze emblem from beside him, and traced several lines of Hermes Script onto it.


    Soon after, cautious knocking from outside the house could be heard.


    Luo En casually removed the magic seal on the door and welcomed the visitors into the backyard.


    "Dionysus, I''ve brought you the people you asked for," said Fedra, the rarely seen fourth daughter of King Minos, holding a staff of the God of Wine and glancing nervously at the deity she served.


    What was past was past, now is now.


    Strictly speaking, deities and humans are no longer the same kind of life.


    As a leading member of the Dionysian Sect, years of preaching and prayer had ingrained her worship of their deity deep within her bones.


    Naturally, she couldn''t help feeling nervous when facing her idol.


    "What''s there to be afraid of? I don''t bite," joked Luo En, pulling over a stool and gesturing his somewhat restrained niece to sit down. Then he turned his attention to the children she had brought with her.@@@@


    ��They were a group of children, most wearing rough outerwear, their eyes filled with confusion and curiosity.


    Hearing the teachings of her deity, Fedra felt a deep sense of shame.


    The Supreme God loves all humanity; nobility does not exclusively enjoy this honor, and commoners are also entitled to accept this grace.


    Setting aside family background, how is she any different from those children?


    Fedra deeply reflected on her shallowness and prejudice, and then solemnly pledged to the deity she served.


    "I will engrave your teachings in my heart!"


    "Hmm, I believe in you. Do your best."


    Luo En nodded slightly with an encouraging smile, and then watched as the spirited Maenad started on her journey of preaching.


    Closing the door behind him and stepping into the courtyard, Luo En looked at the pomegranate in his hand, contemplative.


    The universal doctrine weaves the foundation of human divinity; the wine named for the blood of gods waters the soil of human divinity.


    And in the end, these "Seeds" in his hand fell onto human beings, took root, grew into towering trees, and would eventually bear the forbidden fruit.


    �� The "Forbidden Fruit"?


    Luo En chuckled, holding the pomegranate in his hand as if he had realized something.


    The first book of the Bible, Genesis, describes that, although God warned Adam not to eat the fruit of the Tree of Wisdom, a serpent in the garden persuaded Eve to take a bite.


    "And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her; and he did eat."


    From then on, humanity bore the original sin, but also freed itself from the gods'' constraints, stepping out of the cradle towards true freedom.


    As for the "Forbidden Fruit" that triggered this change, strictly speaking, there isn''t a unified concept��it''s just a general term for fruit. Some believe it to be a fig, others a grape, yet others a citrus or an apple.


    In Hebrew culture, many also advocate that pomegranate was the Forbidden Fruit in the Garden of Eden.


    During the Renaissance, one of the most important painters of the Florence school��Botticelli��created a famous painting called "Madonna of the Pomegranate." The Virgin Mary held baby Jesus, and the savior of humanity tightly grasped a ripe and full pomegranate, with its skin slightly parted to reveal the crystal-clear seeds within.


    This pomegranate might just symbolize the sufferings and redemption of the Son of Man.


    The "Forbidden Fruit" behind Luo En was also of complex origin.


    Hera''s nursing and the Golden Apple''s divine power created sinful soil for the birth of the tenth incarnation.


    Seeds of apple fell, vines of grape were grafted, and eventually, pomegranate fruit was born.


    Overall, it can be described as rebellious and combining different elements in a defiant manner.


    At the same time, it perfectly symbolizes his and Hera''s illicit act, adding a nuanced footnote to their forbidden love.


    So, the role of the "Forbidden Fruit" is to activate the latent divinity in humans?


    It should be the Divine Authority of the Golden Apple, infusing these people known as "Ashes of Titans" with new vitality, thereby igniting the divinity within their origins.


    After all, this generation of humans "is born from the bones of Mother Earth" and is itself a partial manifestation of Divine Authority; nourished by the "Forbidden Fruit," they are naturally more likely to produce sinful flowers that are detrimental to the autocracy of Divine Authority.


    Unfortunately, this gradual approach can''t solve his current troubles.


    Luo En gazed at the pomegranate in his hand and sighed deeply.


    It''s the tenth incarnation...

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    At night, in the Great Temple.


    Athena, who was processing documents, heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Her iron pen sketched idly forward as the room''s wards were magically dispelled, and a figure tiptoed in.


    "Why have you come?"


    "Couldn''t sleep, came to drink with you."


    With a smile, Luo En placed two jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine on the table and filled two cups, the rich aroma of wine and the sweet scent of fruit began to permeate the temple.


    "It''s my latest brew, care to try?"


    Athena picked up her cup and sipped the wine, which was the color of agate. After a moment of contemplation, her face showed a hint of surprise.


    "This isn''t grape wine?"


    "Hmm, I used pomegranate."


    As Luo En explained, he picked up the jar and refilled the empty cup in front of Athena.@@@@


    This time, Athena observed and tasted much more carefully,


    the novel pomegranate wine had a pure body, bright and clear color, and was refreshingly sweet and tart, retaining the natural flavor of pomegranate''s sourness, sweetness, astringency, and freshness, while seemingly also containing some strange effects.


    Soon, the Goddess of Wisdom opened her eyes thoughtfully and gazed deeply at Luo En sitting across from her.


    "Does this thing have other effects?"


    Even in Athens, where Athena was the primary object of worship, the faith power she garnered was not particularly pure or vast.


    Though the crowds visiting the Great Temple to pay homage were constant, they were disorganized and perfunctory.


    According to Luo En''s understanding, the best method was to use a specific time, a designated place, and a systematic ceremony to formalize the act of worship, thus crystallizing disparate individuals into a united community.


    As a result, a group under the control of a unified consciousness would generate strong and pure power of faith, sustaining the deities.


    Successful religions of the future often carried some level of thought control.


    For instance, the Five Precepts and Ten Good Deeds in Buddhism, the Ten Commandments of Moses in Christianity, and the Eight Prohibitions of Islam... all of these could be considered indoctrination for the faithful.


    And the more stringent the demands, and the more frequent the religious ceremonies, the more extreme the belief becomes.


    Take worship services, for example. Christianity requires a communal gathering once every seven days, known as Sunday Service, dedicated to God and prayer.


    Islamic teaching, besides the Friday noon gathering known as Jumu''ah, also requires daily prayers at dawn, noontime, afternoon, evening, and night. A failure to observe these prayers is considered a severe sin punishable��unless there is a valid reason.


    So, strictly from a thought control perspective, Islam, sharing its roots with other Abrahamic religions, tends to be somewhat more extreme than Christianity, more likely nurturing followers who lean toward the extreme.


    Because human energy is limited, and once the greater part of the day is consumed by religious rituals and prayers, the faithful lack space for personal reflection, gradually becoming indoctrinated and transformed into puppets acting on the religion''s teachings.


    Moreover, the examples Luo En provided were merely the orthodox denominations. They certainly had an element of control over the spirit, but they were restrained and adhered to certain rules of the game, acceptable within universal values.


    If taken a step further, that would be the template for a cult.


    ��Daily extensive rituals and group activities to discipline individuals, leaving no room for contemplation and gradually shaping them into puppets without self-identity.


    If these techniques were employed in contemporary society, it would manifest as what''s known as a "pyramid scheme" organization.

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    ����Every day, the same meetings are held, rallying cries shouted, and slogans chanted, using the group''s collective consciousness to lure targets into blending in, making them obey the "teacher''s" arrangements and teachings, willing to do anything, even if it means going bankrupt or losing their lives.


    The believers produced by the latter two methods, although cohesive and devout, are dangerously destructive and easily spiral out of control.


    As a seasoned PUA master, Luo En naturally disdained such scorched-earth tactics, so he mostly adopted more gentle strategies for proselytization.


    But when this ahead-of-its-time idea was broached, Athena still hesitated.


    "There are so many deities in the world, are you certain that the humans out there will obediently follow your plans, step by step?"


    "That''s why we need to provide comprehensive services."


    Luo En shrugged and a subtle smile appeared as he began to speak freely.


    "As I understand it, the infants of the common people often die young due to inadequate care and their own frailty after birth. My suggestion is that the Medicine God Asclepius teaches the priestesses medicine, letting them learn skills in midwifery and first aid, offering regular free check-ups for the pregnant women who come to worship."


    When a child is born, or after its first month, send someone to baptize them, bestowing divine blessings to protect them from illness and disaster and ensure their healthy growth."


    Luo En raised his cup filled with pomegranate wine, gently swirling it as a gesture.


    Athena''s eyes narrowed slightly, deep in thought.


    "What about when they grow older?"


    "The Temple can check their health, test their aptitude, and those with potential can be sent to the Academy of Athens for focused training."


    "What if they succeed in their studies?


    "Those with average results get streamed into various professions in society��physicians, warriors, craftsmen, mages... such skilled individuals are still much needed in Athens. For those with excellent results, choose those with a clean background and no complications, and directly recruit them into the Temple for further training to become Holy Warriors fighting for Goddess Athena."


    Luo En tapped his finger on the table and winked with a smile.


    "There are still plenty of vacancies in the Eighty-Eight Constellations and the Sanctuary..."


    "Who will govern them?"


    Hearing the grudge in her words, Luo En sighed, asking in a serious tone.


    "How is she doing now?"


    "Not too well..." Athena shook her head, sounding somewhat helpless, "I''ve constructed a temple for her in the Sanctuary, and have sealed her within it. Hoping the minor worlds built by the Eighty-Eight Constellations, along with the faith from the City of Athens, would help stabilize her injuries and repair her divinity. But the minor world constructed by the Constellations is incomplete, and the faith in justice is too weak, so the effects are minimal."


    Luo En rubbed his sore temples and muttered dejectedly, "If I knew this would be the outcome, I wouldn''t have forced her to handle Hera''s divorce lawsuit."


    "What? Having regrets?"


    "A little."


    "Trading a fallen Titan Goddess for a thriving Queen of Olympus, any way you look at it, the gain outweighs the loss; it turns out you haven''t lost out."


    Athena fiddled with an iron pen in her hand and casually consoled him.


    "The account can''t be calculated like that." Luo En gave a wry look at the seemingly smirking face across from him and huffed displeasedly, "What I offered was a reliable partner, what I got is just a woman scorned wanting to use me for revenge against Zeus, even if she treats me well, I can''t expect to lie in bed washed up and wait to be pampered every day, can I?"


    "It looks like you''re enjoying it though?"


    "Do you think I wanted this? I was forced into it!"


    Luo En looked utterly dejected, recounting the fortuitous encounter between him and Hera.


    After hearing this remarkable tale, Athena covered her mouth with her hand, trying to hold back laughter but couldn''t help but chuckle out loud.


    "Ha ha, aren''t you the best at deceiving people? How come you have met your match today?"


    "Who knows what''s going on in her head? The more I said it was impossible, the more excited she became, insisting on dragging me to Hestia to ask for a favor, unstoppable."


    Luo En grew more speechless as he spoke, his face full of helplessness in the end.


    "There you have it; having no other choice, I thought to use Themis''s help and the Marriage Laws to drive Hera away..."


    Athena waved her hand and spoke indifferently.@@@@

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    "Alright, you don''t have to worry too much about Themis, she has always been quite stubborn, with a tendency to get stuck in her own thoughts, and once she makes a decision, no one can stop her."


    Suddenly, Athena paused, and her eyes narrowed slightly.


    "Moreover, when she received your call for help and rushed here from the Sea of Okeanos to War God Mountain, her condition seemed a bit off, always wanting to fall into a deep sleep for no reason. It''s also because of this that she brought me along to listen in case she couldn''t hold up on her own."


    "Deep sleep, could it be because of the Elysian Fields?"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s expression changed slightly. He quickly recounted everything he had seen and heard during his time in the Underworld to Athena.


    This included even his private relationship with the Queen of the Underworld and the secret dealings with Hades, the God of the Underworld.


    "The ''Dream of Truth''? So that''s what it was? The disappearance of the Old Gods and the issues that have arisen with Themis are indeed no coincidence."


    Athena nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Luo En with a smile that was not quite a smile.


    "You''ve told me all these secrets, aren''t you afraid I might use them against you?"


    "If you wanted to do that, you would have done it long ago, why wait until now?"


    Luo En replied unconcernedly, then glanced at the mountain of legal documents piled up on the table and gave a wry smile.


    "Besides, some things I should have said earlier."@@@@


    But he had seldom considered talking things out openly, sharing his troubles, and seeking help from those around him in an upright manner.


    "Although I don''t know what you''ve been through, what you''re afraid of. Sometimes, there''s no need to be so overly cautious, this is your home, we''re your friends, your family. Nobody needs you to bear everything alone,"


    The arrogance in Athena''s eyes subsided, leaving behind a clear and sincere smile on her face.


    "As long as you speak up, we''re all willing to lend a hand."


    Looking at the hand extended in front of him, Luo En had much to reflect on.


    The former King Minos, because of a piece of his advice, willingly met his death;


    The earlier Themis, faced the supreme decree of fate because of his written invitation;


    And Hestia, Medusa, Athena... Each of them deserved his complete trust, not to be manipulated through plots and calculations.


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    As his thoughts became clear, Luo En felt an easing of his heart. He raised his hand to grasp Athena''s arm, and with his other hand, he pulled at the collar in front of his chest, activating the Wheel of Hecate and spoke earnestly.


    "I think, my time may not be much longer."

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    "So, the one who planted this curse on you was Hecate?"


    After listening to the story, Athena raised her hand and carefully touched the black divine seal in front of Luo En''s chest, pondering for a moment, her eyes seemingly enlightened.


    "What about that thing she initially gave you? Bring it out!"@@@@


    Luo En was slightly startled, then realized what Athena was referring to, and a serpentine twelve-sided die appeared in his palm.


    On ten of its faces, which represented the sacred symbols of ten of the chief gods, shone brightly, leaving only Zeus''s [Lightning] and Hephaestus''s [Flame] still dim.


    Athena stared intently at the twelve-sided die, murmuring with a complex expression.


    "It''s actually this..."


    "You recognize it?"


    Upon hearing this, a wave of astonishment passed over Luo En''s face.


    "Recognize it!?" Athena huffed coldly, and began to speak somberly, "Strictly speaking, I was the one who originally planted this seed!"


    The unexpected answer deepened the astonishment on Luo En''s face.


    Seeing Luo En''s bewildered expression, Athena took a deep breath and then inquired.


    "Have you seen Persephone, Queen of the Underworld? She must have told you about Zagreus, right?"


    Luo En came back to his senses and nodded slightly.


    Athena took another deep breath, recalling as she spoke.


    "Zagreus died during the Titanomachy, torn apart and devoured by Giants. By the time I arrived at the scene, I was powerless, only managing to save a fragment of his divinity and sealed it in a small box, which I then brought to Zeus. Later, I tempted Zeus to swallow it, hoping my father would scatter this [Seed] into the mortal world during one of his affairs, to let it take root and grow anew (according to the mythological record)."


    "That''s because there''s more to Zagreus''s story," Athena answered irritably, and asked coolly, "Do you know how I was born?"


    "I do," Luo En nodded, "Back then, Zeus swallowed Metis who was pregnant with you. Not long after, Zeus suffered a splitting headache, and urgently requested the God of Fire, Hephaestus, to cleave open his skull, and as a result, you were born from the brain of Zeus."


    "In addition to that, I brought something else out from our father''s body. The divinity of my never-born brother �C Porus, the God of Chance..." Athena paused for a moment, adding softly, "Then, Hecate, ruler of the Netherworld, found me."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately connected the dots: "Zagreus?"


    Athena nodded, sighing with resignation: "But the child didn''t get to grow up, his fate was erased before that. I thought it was too conspicuous to keep him in the Celestial Realm, so I hoped he could be born into the mortal world, to live quietly and safely."


    So this time, it was the princess of Thebes, Semele, and the one who was supposed to be born, Dionysus?


    After learning this secret, Luo En looked at the twelve-sided die in his hand, feeling utterly disoriented.


    Three successors consecutively doomed because of this thing, quite the abundance of instant death BUFFs.


    Moreover, both you and Hecate are part of the source of my birth, and you have entangled yourself in my growth in countless ways; how should that be accounted for?


    In an abstract sense, a half-sister, as close as a mother, and in the traditional sense, a wicked stepmother who barges in?


    Gathering his complicated emotions, Luo En continued to probe: "What''s its purpose for collecting twelve divinities?"


    Athena pondered for a moment and shared her thoughts: "The Twelve Olympians represent the order of Fate. By usurping these divinities, perhaps it signals its taking over the original Fate, to provide nourishment for the growth of its [Chance Divinity]?"


    "Hmm, that makes sense," Luo En nodded, and then inquired further, "Is there any way to bring this thing under my control?"


    "Let me try..." Athena picked up the twelve-sided die, attempting to use her magic spells to break the restrictions upon it.


    However, after a flare of light, Luo En felt a sudden contraction in his heart, an intense feeling of suffocation emanating from his chest, his soul crying out in bursts, consciousness gradually engulfed by darkness.


    The rapidly escalating discomfort made Luo En hastily raise his hand to stop her: "Stop!"

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    Athena hastily put down the twelve-sided die in her hand and supported the sweat-drenched Luo En to his seat, with a gathering gloom on her face, "It seems this object has already fused with you, and there''s no way to forcibly remove it."


    Luo En nodded, a vague guess forming in his heart.


    He was, after all, a variable outside of destiny, not accommodated by this world. Yet it was precisely because this twelve-sided die, embodying [possibility], resided within him that his existence was sustained.


    If it were forcibly stripped away, he feared he would meet his demise.


    "Forced separation is not possible; we have to try another method." Athena pondered for a moment before providing an answer, "If you can become the Chief God and your soul reaches the level of [immortality], perhaps you won''t be restricted by this object, and may even be able to take control of this divinity for yourself."


    "Hecate won''t give me that opportunity," Luo En shook his head, feeling quite helpless, "As soon as I complete the collection of the twelve divinities and steal some of the fate of Olympus for my ascension to Chief God, Hecate will definitely make her move against me."


    "What about taking a different path?"


    "I''ve tried, but the Medicine God''s elixir of immortality is just an idea, and who knows how long it would take to complete. Given the current speed of collecting divinity, I fear I would reach maturity far too soon to wait."


    Luo En sighed, frustrated by his less than optimistic situation.


    Although he tried hard to avoid the task of collecting divinity, both the inevitable thread of fate and the occasional possibility were unintentionally pushing him forward.


    It was like his encounter with Hera��absurdly throwing open the doors to the absurd, the very epitome of absurdity.


    So, he suspected that even if he intentionally avoided it, he would eventually interact with Zeus and Hephaestus due to some event.


    As strategies were eliminated one by one, Athena''s eyes narrowed slightly, her face reflecting a faint chill.


    "Then, let''s just work out a way to get rid of that woman?"


    If the problem can''t be solved, getting rid of the person causing the problem is also an approach.


    Luo En, noticing Athena''s decidedly ill-intentioned expression, softened his gaze but asked bluntly.


    "Can you win against her?"


    "Haven''t tried, can''t say."


    Reminded by Athena, Luo En also thought of other doubts and muttered quietly,


    "Moreover, our infiltration seemed too easy, as if Hecate isn''t worried at all about someone breaking into the dream world and uncovering her secrets."


    "Is it possible that her trump card isn''t there at all?"


    "If it''s not there once, that''s one thing, but every time?"


    "Can it move?"


    Move?


    In a moment of revelation, they heard that word, their minds flashed, they looked at each other, and in unison, they spoke the answer,


    "Hecate!"


    Right, the core that controls the Dream of Truth was neither in the Elysian Fields nor within the Dream itself, but carried by Hecate.


    To be precise, it was likely Hecate herself!


    As the answer escaped their lips, Luo En experienced a moment of clarity.


    "Possibility! The continuation of dreams is a form of possibility! Only with Hecate herself as the core could she sustain such an immense and orderly Dream of Truth!"


    "[Night] is the mother of dreams, and [The Path] will guide the direction of the dream, letting the sleepers know when to awaken!"


    Athena, unraveling the mystery alongside Luo En, also recited the related records.


    With a torrent of familiarity surging within them, they exchanged smiles, as if transported back to their initial encounter at the little stall in front of Knossos City.


    It was a chance meeting about solving riddles and the beginning of their association.


    After that, it was all about mutual support and doing everything possible for the survival of Crete Island.


    But as they arrived in Athens, the external pressures they used to face together dissipated, and with differing thoughts of their own, their once close relationship had become somewhat distant due to the erosion of time.


    Now, their candidness with each other had broken down the barriers that piled up, allowing them to recapture the sense of collaboration they had shared in the past.

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    As the greatest puzzle was solved, Luo En continued to press on.


    "The answer is found, so what do we do next?"


    "Since we can''t kill her, we have to capture her."


    "Capture her alive? That seems even more difficult..."


    "Or, use your strengths and charisma to charm her into submission?"


    Athena suggested, her face brimming with teasing laughter.


    Luo En, well aware of his older sister''s nature and seeing her radiant smile, refused right away to fall for it.


    "Forget it, I choose the first option!"


    Seeing Luo En not taking the bait, Athena shook her head in disappointment and casually offered her hint.


    "Fine, to capture that woman, you''ll probably need two things."


    "[Bait] and [Hook]?"


    Luo En nodded in understanding, then furrowed his brows.


    "I understand the bait, we have two options: using me or Melinoe, but a hook? It''s not easy to hold that woman captive."


    "Have you forgotten? I possess the Authority of the Labyrinth, and with the 88 constellations that I personally constructed throughout War God Mountain, just close the Sanctuary, and this place becomes like a sealed cage, not without a chance of holding her."


    "It''s not that easy though."


    Luo En picked up the twelve-sided die he couldn''t open, and hummed lightly.


    "That woman is clever, not to mention her proficiency in witchcraft is no less than your level in magic, and she herself is a deity with the attribute of [Pathways]. Your [Labyrinth] might not confine her; when she first came to Athens, she had secretly infiltrated War God Mountain to specifically find me."


    Hearing how formidable the opponent was, Athena also felt a headache coming on.


    However, she soon had a new idea, pointing toward Mount Olympus among the stars and spoke with a quasi-smile.


    "If the [Hook] can''t hold her, then how about adding a few [Drag Nets]?"


    Apollo seems to enjoy visiting the Sea of Okeanos, often seen entering and leaving in pairs with Poseidon;


    Moreover, thanks to you, Queen Hera seems to have really taken an interest in you, right after returning to Olympus, she started interacting with Poseidon and Apollo..."


    Hearing about the recent succession of events on Olympus, Luo En couldn''t help but have mixed feelings.


    Well, the seeds I had planted previously seem to have signs of exploding.


    No wonder Zeus, seeing Athena''s restlessness, hadn''t intervened; it turns out that everything above was already a mess.


    If that''s the case, then does that mean...


    Athena, seeing Luo En''s wavering thoughts, pierced his fantasy with a single sentence.


    "Don''t celebrate too early, no matter how much they stir things up, they''re just adding some trouble, my Father God still controls the three Hundred-Handed Giants and behind him are The Three Fates, not so easy to deal with, is he?"


    "True, the capable invited first."


    Luo En shrugged and, raising his hand, made the gesture of a prayer across his chest


    One doesn''t need to think to know that these few ready to rebel, whom even Athena couldn''t hide from, certainly couldn''t escape Zeus''s eyes; mostly, they''re potential cannon fodder.


    To rely on them to outplay Zeus is even less reliable than expecting Athena and I to turn the tables together.


    After briefly reviewing the current problems and corresponding solutions, Athena gave her next suggestion.


    "I can''t help you now, but you can go to the Sea of Okeanos to find Tethys, as long as she intercedes, Hephaestus will definitely be willing to lend a hand."


    Hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but feel slightly embarrassed.


    Alright, it seems that every time we seek out that Ocean Goddess, it''s never for anything good.


    Just as Luo En was contemplating what excuse to use to mitigate the awkwardness when meeting, there came a violent trembling from somewhere on his chest, accompanied by an intense burning sensation.


    He quickly pulled open his outer garment to look at the Gorgon Bronze Emblem buzzing in his chest, his expression slightly changing.


    "Tethys is in trouble! She is asking for my help!"


    Saying this, Luo En didn''t bother to explain further, and immediately leaped from the Great Temple, transforming into a golden red streak of light that sliced through the dark night outside the window, plunging towards the fog-enshrouded Sea of Okeanos.

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    Gazing at the figure disappearing into the horizon, Athena, who had been rooted to the door, felt an inexplicable shudder of fear, as if sensing something ominous was about to happen.


    It was just a trip out, as usual, this cheeky young man was slippery as an eel, always taking advantage and never at a loss, how could anything possibly go wrong?


    Well, perhaps I''m just overthinking it.


    Athena reassured herself, yet unconsciously her fingers tore a piece of parchment into shreds.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, a white seagull skimmed rapidly over the sea, as if fleeing from some catastrophic beast.


    Behind it, a youth with sea-green hair, armored and belted with a bow and arrows, holding a cross-spear, was chasing the seagull relentlessly aboard a majestic black Pegasus.


    This was the revelation of fate, and a perfect match bestowed upon him by Father God Zeus.


    Once he accomplished this feat and captured that goddess, he too would ascend to become an immortal deity, forever enjoying divine favor atop Mount Olympus.


    Seeing the graceful figure starting to pull away, the sea-green haired young hero uncapped his longbow, placed a golden arrow engraved with dense runes onto it, and slowly drew the bowstring full, aiming at the seagull ahead.


    "Whoosh!"


    When she saw that the three Hundred-Handed Giants, normally lurking in the Primordial Ocean, were for once wandering the outer Sea of Okeanos, the astute Thetis immediately understood the sequence of events.


    Clearly, the Father God had noticed some insubordination among the ocean deities and was using her as an example to set a warning, or to forcibly bring them to heel.


    After all, she was the strategist of the ocean deities, daughter of Nereus, sister to the Queen of the Sea, with enough stature and renown.


    But tragically, whether it was her feeble father, her scheming sister and brother-in-law, even upon witnessing her being driven to a dead-end, no one dared to lend a hand or arouse Zeus''s ire.


    And she, was destined to be just a sacrificial piece in this game of power.


    Feeling the divine blood continuously ebbing away, Thetis looked down at the wound on her shoulder which refused to heal, and her heart sunk.


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    The arrow was imbued with exceptional divine power; she was likely to lose her strength soon.


    The feeling of dizziness in her head grew stronger, and the sounds behind her drew nearer, Thetis, clutching the warm piece of metal in her hand, could no longer hold on and slipped off the dolphin, floating atop the vast ocean.


    At that moment, Peleus, who had been pursuing all along, saw the exquisite creature powerless to struggle any further, and a smile of triumph spread across his face as he commanded the Pegasus to dive towards his target.


    "Bang!"


    However, just as the Pegasus flapped its wings, its head exploded into a mass of gore; the sky-piercing golden red light plunged into the sea, and through a mass of steaming mist, a pair of arms lifted the unconscious Thetis.


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    A surge of warmth containing vibrant vitality flowed into her body, and Thetis awakened from unconsciousness. Looking at the familiar figure before her, a flood of emotions welled up, and she murmured.


    "Luo En..."


    She had nearly traversed the entire Sea of Okeanos, praying to the pantheon of gods, only for him to come to her aid.


    "Don''t talk if you''re hurt, just rest."


    Luo En soothed in a gentle voice, his hand on Thetis''s back continuously infusing her with divine power to stabilize her wounds and expel another force that had invaded her body.


    Feeling that comforting warmth, Thetis''s tense nerves completely relaxed, like a bird with a broken wing finding its nest, she willingly coiled herself into that sheltered haven.


    "Splash!"


    Meanwhile, the sea burst into sprays of water, breaking the brief tenderness between the two.


    A drenched and awkward figure burst out of the water, throwing an angry glare at the two figures embracing in front of him.


    "Damn it, what are you doing? She''s mine! Get your filthy hands off her!"


    As the roar sounded, Luo En, without even looking, pressed his hand backward against the oncoming figure.


    Suddenly, a blue Monoceros leaped out from behind him, directly slamming the other back into the sea.


    Peirithous surfaced for less than ten seconds before he was once again subjected to the crushing pressure of the deep sea and the suffocation of oxygen deprivation.


    A hint of worry flickered in Thetis''s eyes, and she pursed her lips. Leaning close to Luo En''s ear, she reminded him in a low voice.


    "His name is Peirithous, the grandson of Father God Zeus. This time, by Zeus''s decree, he came to force me into union with him to fulfill a destiny."


    But like his father and forefathers, Peirithous, when his wooing failed, resorted to threats and even brought out divinely gifted weapons, attempting to employ force to achieve his goal.


    Luo En looked at Thetis''s shoulder, still bearing traces of blood, and his eyes darkened.


    "Did he shoot you?"


    "I''m fine, let''s get out of here first."


    Thetis shook her head reassuringly and then spoke in a hushed tone.


    "He''s here for Poseidon..."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately grasped the significance of Thetis''s words.


    The timing couldn''t be more suspicious, with Thetis being forcibly betrothed to Peirithous during such a period, and the suitor being a demigod hero with no remarkable presence who had also had conflicts with the Sea Gods.


    Clearly, His Majesty the King of Gods was using this as an opportunity to send a message to the recently too buoyant Sea King.


    If it were possible to draw Poseidon out and provoke him into making a mistake, all the better.


    But as a seasoned solitary warrior, and with Thessaly''s seven years of reformed life, Lord Bo''s tolerance and restraint had long surpassed that of his past.


    He had stayed hidden within the Sea God Temple, watching his aunt being humiliated without any intention of intervening.


    In the end, it was Luo En who had stumbled into this vast net.


    "Leave? No one is going to escape today!"


    The cold, suppressed snort of disdain exploded underwater, and Peirithous, who had previously been rammed deep into the sea by the Great Whale, was now free from its weight, staring with humiliation at the dog and mistress above, lovingly embracing each other, as he desperately hurled his cross spear in their direction.

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    "Boom!"


    In an instant, thunder exploded across the sky, lightning slithered like venomous serpents around the cross spear, shooting toward its target.


    The vast momentum, and the powerful authority it contained, made Luo En recall something.


    ��Zeus''s Thunderbolt.


    A divine armament crafted by Cyclops for the King of Gods himself, possessing unrivaled destructive power.


    But clearly, Zeus wasn''t so extravagant as to give his divine armament to a grandson lured in under false pretenses.


    The one before him was likely a low-grade counterfeit with just a hint of thunderbolt''s authority.


    Plus, I''ve seen the real deal as a kid, who are you trying to scare with this junk?


    Luo En snorted, his arms wrapped in divine power, reached forward and brutally tore through the dense lightning, grabbing the incoming cross spear.


    The serpent of thunder vanished, the spearhead whimpered.


    Caught it? With bare hands? Impossible!


    Watching the scene, Peleus found it hard to believe, eyes wide with intense fear of this unexpected third party.


    "Whoosh~~"


    At this moment, white foam and bubbles surged on the ocean''s surface, dark figures rapidly approached from beneath. Luo En''s heart tightened. He gently placed Thetis, whose injuries he had momentarily stabilized, onto the back of a rising dolphin; the water-blue Great Whale behind him lifted its tail, slamming it heavily onto the sea.


    Instantly, the rhythmic authority churned, the sea surface roiled violently, water columns as thick as barrels exploded into the air.


    "Plop, plop, plop, plop!"


    Creatures with spiny dorsal fins, and mouths full of sharp teeth, more fish-like than human, hadn''t even breached the surface before being shredded into mash.


    The revolting smell of blood and fish spread, and Thetis felt nauseous at the sight of the mangled creatures still tearing and devouring each other on the ocean''s surface.


    They had seen these beings before, cursed Atlanteans fallen from grace, usually dwelling in the ruins of sunken Atlantis, favoring the dark and cold, rarely surfacing.


    "Father God, save..."


    Before he could utter his plea, his body was hurled away, like a cannonball fired, crashing towards the three approaching Hundred-Handed Giants.


    As if out of an instinctive reaction to an annoying mosquito, the leading Hundred-Handed Giant swatted the flying object with a casual slap.


    "Smack...!"


    With a crisp sound, Peleus, armored and all, was reduced to a pulp.


    Luo En, who had already covered some distance, looked back at the scattering components descending toward the sea and shrugged his shoulders, a mix of helplessness and sympathy on his face.


    "It seems that in the eyes of that Father God, you weren''t so important after all?"


    "How could you kill him?"


    Thetis, looking at the bloody scene, was dumbfounded.


    Luo En protested his innocence with a just and righteous expression.


    "Look carefully, don''t frame a good person! I was merely returning a hostage; it was the Hundred-Handed Giants who squashed him!"


    "That won''t help if Zeus doesn''t believe it..."


    Thetis revealed the crux of the matter, looking at Luo En with a mix of resignation and reproach before drooping her head as if ready to accept her fate.


    "So, what do we do now?"


    "Why, we give His Majesty the King of Gods a hand, of course."


    Luo En smiled mischievously, his face brimming with malevolent intentions.


    "Since he wants Poseidon to officiate your wedding, why don''t we just grant his wish?"


    Thetis immediately grasped the mischief Luo En was planning...


    In a nutshell, his way of solving problems was to overshadow existing issues with even bigger ones.


    If the King of Gods wanted to set a trap for Poseidon, then they might as well comply with his desire, dragging Poseidon down by leading the three Hundred-Handed Giants chasing after them.

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    After all, the so-called officiant of the wedding should look for her father Nereus, not her brother-in-law Poseidon.


    Even though Poseidon is the Sea King, theoretically governing all deities of the sea, his jurisdiction has little to do with her marriage.


    However, none of that matters.


    As long as they can successfully muddy the waters and get the brothers above to start fighting, their own safety will be greatly improved.


    If it had been before, Thetis might have hesitated over whether such actions were unethical.


    But after the pursuit from Peleus and her unanswered pleas, she had completely awoken to reality.


    Better to abandon allies than perish oneself; better look after oneself first.


    "Head south, 800 kilometers, there is a new Sea God Temple built by survivors of Atlantis in that sea area,"


    "Understood!"


    Luo En immediately nodded in understanding and pushed the speed of [Goat] to the extreme, leading the three Hundred-Handed Giants behind him as they rushed towards the latest stronghold of Poseidon''s family.


    And the three Hundred-Handed Giants, who had been relentlessly pursuing them, seemed to have received a mysterious signal, quietly slowing down, following at a leisurely pace, and occasionally throwing a few rocks to symbolically create a sense of crisis.


    The howling wind whipped up the seawater, the spray forming into a vast sea fog through which Thetis glimpsed the glittering sea area not far away, casting a resentful glance at the man holding her in his arms.


    An officiant? If only it were true.


    However, Luo En, who was fully focused on fleeing, obviously didn''t notice Thetis''s subtle change in expression.


    As the destination was now within sight, he dived headlong into that glittering sea area, his body weaving through the blockade of the Atlantean Guard like a nimble fish and heading straight for the newly built Sea God Temple.


    The Sea King''s family, hiding in the stronghold and refusing to go out, saw the couple rushing towards them, followed by three towering giants, and the familiar scene conjured up nightmarish memories for them.


    The once glorious Kingdom of Atlantis fell just like that.


    Atlantean survivors and sea deities all had a knee-jerk reaction; their complexions turned pale, their gazes filled with terror.


    Instantly, the Sea King''s breathing grew rapid, his eyes welling with intense bloodlust.


    [The Heart of Zagreus], the original heir to the Divine King, was rumored to have the potential to vie for the supreme rule of Olympus.


    If it fell into his own hands, even if he had lost half of his paternity, he might still stand a chance to take that position.


    At this thought, Poseidon''s face showed a sinister intent.


    "Friendly reminder, Athena sent me to help, so don''t be rash," Luo En replied with a mix of truth and deception, his smile reassuring.


    It was true that Athena sent him to help, but it was Thetis he was helping, and his conspiracy with Poseidon had little to do with it.


    Poseidon took it for truth, and his boiling blood cooled once more. After carefully weighing the pros and cons, he made up his mind with determination.


    Let''s do it!


    Seeing as trouble had come knocking at his door, it wouldn''t hurt to confront the three watchdogs outside for a while.


    If the timing wasn''t right, he could just find a way to bluff his way out afterward.


    Although currently there was significant risk in a conflict with the three Hundred-Handed Giants, the returns from making this move were undoubtedly multiple times greater.


    For one thing, it meant he could form an alliance with Athena, greatly increasing the success rate of that conspiracy.


    On the other hand, even if the rebellion failed, the [Heart of Zagreus], the treasure that could lead to claiming the throne of the Divine King, would be his!


    As long as he could withstand the punishment and absorb the Divinity contained within, he could advance further, eventually having another chance to vie for Olympus''s supreme power.


    With benefits exceeding losses in any calculation, it was certainly worth the gamble!


    Seeing Poseidon''s final determined expression, Luo En reached out with a smile, offering his left hand.


    "Have you thought it over? Then shall we make a soul contract?"


    "Yes!"

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    Poseidon, carrying an excited heart, readily agreed and drove a divine seal resembling a crown into the back of the guarantor''s hand.


    As a subtle connection formed between them due to the oath, the previously timid Sea King suddenly burst forth with boundless courage, grabbing the Trident and storming out with a fierce demeanor.


    "Zeus, don''t push people too far!"


    "They say the affairs of the sea are none of my business, yet you three come again? I''m fighting back against you all!"


    Immediately after, tumultuous waves surged on the sea surface, divine aura stirred, and the King of the Sea, holding the Trident, charged at the three Hundred-Handed Giants with a face filled with grief and anger; the battle began, and the newly constructed Sea God Temple was once again affected and turned into a mournful ruin.


    Poseidon''s heart was bleeding, with new grievances adding to old ones. His grasp on the Trident tightened as he greeted the three Hundred-Handed Giants more forcefully.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who took advantage of the chaos to slip a hundred miles away, held Thetis and amusingly commented on the grand divine battle in the distance.@@@@


    Not bad, Lord Bo is quite capable on his home turf.


    The three Hundred-Handed Giants were not using their full strength, it seemed Zeus was merely suspicious, without any substantial evidence.


    But by his side, Thetis couldn''t laugh, her eyes full of worry as she looked towards Luo En.


    "You''ve provoked them all, what will you do now?"


    "The more fleas, the less itchy, the more debts, the less worry."


    Thetis looked puzzled at Luo En.


    "Just now on the way out from the Sea God Temple, I thought of an interesting question," Luo En said, a playful smile forming on his face, "When you borrow from one or two people, on the repayment day, the other party can''t wait for you to be finished, to liquidate assets and recoup losses. But what happens when the money you owe is enough, and the number of creditors is large enough?"


    Thetis thought hard for a moment, ultimately shaking her head helplessly.


    Luo En''s eyes twinkled, revealing an answer that Thetis hadn''t anticipated.


    "They can''t wait for you to live well." Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire


    "?"


    "Because if you die, not only the accounts can''t be settled, but the entire game can''t go on either, and everyone might face bankruptcy!"


    Luo En explained profoundly, then concluded in a somber tone.


    "So, when you owe everyone, that means everyone also owes you."


    After leaving this counter-intuitive answer, Luo En bid farewell to Thetis, and with a leap, he dived towards the Gates of the Underworld located in the deep sea.


    The transaction with Poseidon had an additional condition, granting him free access to the Gates of the Underworld fashioned by the Sea King himself.


    The Trident mark and the Mark of the Dead were enough to let him move in and out of the Netherworld freely.


    Next, he needed to make some preparations to meet the real crisis head-on.

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    The Netherworld, a black crow flew through the heavy mists of death to arrive at a dark temple at the edge of Tartarus.


    As the faint sound of flapping wings reached his ears, Hades, who was trimming a potted plant, looked up at the little creature that had landed on the table and extended his hand to receive a golden branch from the claws that released it.


    His gaze swept over the secret text inscribed on the golden bough, and Hades was momentarily stunned.


    After confirming the content several times, the Underworld King''s gloomy face suddenly erupted with ecstasy. He quickly dropped the shears, donned a brand-new outfit, and transformed into a wisp of black smoke, carrying the table crow with him, and flew toward that vibrant garden.


    It took only about half an hour for Hades to arrive at the destination. His misty form reverted back to its original state as he landed on the outskirts of the garden.


    Seemingly sensing the arrival of a guest, the garden''s hedges and flowers automatically parted to create a clear path leading deep into the garden.


    Suppressing his excitement, Hades straightened his clothes several times, making sure not even a wrinkle remained. Then he proceeded along the guided path.


    Shrouded in layers of forest and surrounded by fragrant grass, after several twists and turns, the scene before Hades suddenly opened up. Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire


    An elegantly crafted courtyard came into view, the gentle flow of water sang soothing melodies that seemed to wash away the weariness of body and soul; flowers and plants, meticulously tended, were planted on both sides of the road, vying with each other in beauty; and in front of the open gates of the palace stood Persephone, in a floor-length dress, standing on the steps, waving to him.


    "You''ve come?"


    "Oh, yes."


    Persephone''s unusual initiation of conversation left Hades''s CPU somewhat inadequate. He nodded woodenly, standing still on the spot.


    Seeing her husband''s dazed reaction, the Queen of the Underworld sighed, stepped forward, and took Hades''s arm gently.


    ����She actually cooked today and invited him?


    "Melinoe is your daughter, and you have every right to know about her affairs. That''s why Luo En wanted you to be present," Persephone said plainly, revealing the instigator behind the scheme.


    Upon hearing this, Hades''s gaze towards Luo En overflowed with intense joy and gratitude.


    Good, this son I''ve taken is worth it! He truly cares about me, his adoptive father''s troubles!


    "Alright, let''s not talk so much, the food''s getting cold. Let''s sit down and eat," Luo En said as he dutifully pulled out chairs for Hades and Persephone, inviting them to sit down like a devoted and responsible son.


    With this lubrication, the relationship between the Underworld King and Queen, frozen for many years, gradually warmed.


    In this harmonious atmosphere, Luo En also sat down, waving the flag of a family dinner to keep the conversation going, while catching the moment to heap praise on Hades, subtly revealing the Underworld King''s silent contributions behind the scenes.


    When Persephone heard that Hades had also been secretly investigating the secrets of the Elysian Fields and had let Luo En and her precious daughter go, she couldn''t help but give a few more glances at her reticent husband, her eyes softened as she shifted some dishes onto Hades''s plate and spoke softly.


    "I made these. Eat more."


    Surprised by the tenderness and clear closeness in his wife''s words, Hades almost shed tears of joy.


    As Luo En witnessed all this, his inner monologue was sarcastic.


    I don''t know whether to call it affectionate or sycophantic. But with this performance, you''d probably struggle to stand tall in front of your wife without my support in this lifetime.


    In fact, Persephone''s change in opinion towards Hades was not easily formed over a single dinner. Luo En indeed had made great efforts behind the scenes.


    Ever since he abducted Melinoe, he not only taught the smelly little sister to write home letters, putting on the act of being well-behaved to cheer up Persephone, but he also repeatedly spoke well of Hades in the letters, affixing a series of labels like "affectionate," "family-oriented," and "honest and loyal" to the adoptive father.

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    In imperceptible ways, Persephone''s view of Hades had gradually shifted.


    As for this, Luo En was not surprised in the least.


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    After all, if one were to be fair, Hades might not be a qualified lover but certainly was a qualified husband.


    Over the years, he had always treated Persephone well, even to the point of doting on her excessively.


    The only blemish was when Hades pursued Persephone, using some dishonorable tactics back then.


    But in Greece, such forceful pursuits were commonplace, hardly considered unforgivable crimes, and could easily be whitewashed.


    Besides, in the entire event, it was Zeus, the King of Olympus, who was the mastermind from behind the scenes.


    Back then, Persephone had just suffered the pain of losing her child and, in an attempt to soothe her spirit, went flower-picking in the Enna region with the nymphs. With Zeus''s tacit approval, Gaea allowed the earth to produce a daffodil. While picking the flowers, Persephone unwittingly strayed from her friends and was about to pluck the seemingly harmless daffodil when the ground split open. Four black horses pulling the chariot of Hades, the Underworld King, appeared, and he forcibly took Persephone aboard the chariot, whisking her away to the Netherworld.


    Hades had long been in love with her and had executed this plan with the silent consent and assistance of Zeus.


    It was also for this reason that the Underworld King was willing to remain in the sunless Netherworld, staunchly upholding Zeus''s rule and not encroaching upon the authority of Olympus.


    To have her son killed in unclear circumstances, to be played with and then cast aside to be used as a tool by outsiders.


    Even if Persephone harbored anger and resentment, under the guidance of a certain senior PUA master, she would direct her grievances at the true instigator of her misfortunes.


    But with the presence of the Goddess Mingyue, for their daughter''s safety, they could only keep these yearnings to themselves.


    "Actually, to reunite the family isn''t impossible," said Luo En as he circled back to the subject, setting the mood with his eyes gleaming, the ultimate intention unveiled.


    "If we can drive Hecate out of the Netherworld, then no one else will be able to disturb the peaceful lives of you, mother, and sister."


    "Drive her out? How could that be possible?"


    Hades was somewhat incredulous. He was well aware of the cunning and strength of the Goddess of the Netherworld and naturally doubted this whimsical plan.


    "How do you know if you don''t try?" Luo En spoke earnestly, then opened his outer garment, revealing the increasingly active Wheel of Hecate on his chest, and said with sincerity, "This is not only about whether Melinoe can be reunited with you and mother, but also about whether I can free myself from this shackle. So, I will do everything in my power!"


    Driving Hecate out of the Netherworld would effectively sever her roots, making it much easier to confront her than it would be here.


    Hades understood Luo En''s intentions and, after a moment of contemplation, spoke slowly.


    "Tell me, what do we need to do?"


    Luo En took a deep breath and answered in a solemn tone.


    "I want to take another trip to the Elysian Fields to confirm some guesses. If successful, the plan should have an eighty percent chance of working."


    Hades nodded slightly upon hearing this.


    "Alright, tomorrow I will send Hecate away under the pretense of a banquet."


    "I will go too," the Queen of the Underworld quietly said as she gripped her husband''s somewhat coarse hand tightly under the table, her gentle gaze turning toward her stepson across, her heart filled with peace.

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    At this moment, she already regarded the two men before her as her absolute support and was willing to become their mutual pillar.


    Luo En noticed the subtle movement of his foster mother under the table, coughed lightly, and stood up to take his leave.


    "Time is of the essence, so I''ll go prepare," he said.


    As he spoke, he waved goodbye to Hades and Persephone and walked toward the garden gate.


    Before leaving, he didn''t forget to turn back and wink at Hades by the door, his face teasing.


    This cheeky boy!


    The Underworld King chuckled to himself, then turned his head to look at Persephone beside him.


    Under the faintly flickering fluorite lamp light, his once cold-as-ice wife showed a rare tender softness, her stunning beauty captivating. Her graceful upper body was now completely leaning into his arms.


    In an instant, Hades understood and swept his beloved wife into his arms, turned, and stepped into the bedchamber, the door behind him silently closing.


    ~~


    The next day, in the dim Arima Cave, a garden golden bough embedded in the ground flickered dimly and brightly.


    Sensing the special frequency resonance, Luo En abruptly opened his eyes during his meditation.@@@@


    It''s time!


    As usual, he tossed the fairy food wine and honey cakes he was carrying to Cerberus at the cave''s entrance to satisfy his hunger, then stepped out and quietly made his way toward the Elysian Fields.


    With practiced ease, he made his way unobstructed.


    Luo En took only half the time it had previously taken to stealthily enter the Elysian Fields and found the Ivory Gate leading to the "Dream of Truth."


    Following Hades''s instructions, he activated the Mark of the Dead on the back of his right hand, placing the divinely pulsing seal onto the great ivory door.


    Hearing the name of that jailer god and the reasoned analysis, the restless various consciousnesses calmed down somewhat, but a deep resentment still simmered throughout the Dream World.


    "How about this," Luo En proposed, "Lend me some of your power, your Divinity, and I''ll find a way to deal with her and get you out of this predicament."


    "..."


    The few Old Gods with their remaining self-consciousness fell silent.


    Seeing this, Luo En, feeling as though he was enduring humiliation, tore open his outer garment, revealing the glaring Wheel of Hecate, and protested vehemently.


    "Don''t trust me? I have a grudge against her too!"


    "..."


    However, the Old Gods still did not respond, clearly not trusting his credibility or capabilities.


    After repeatedly facing setbacks, Luo En steeled his heart and finally declared fiercely.


    "Fine, fine, I''ll guarantee it with my own soul, okay? I swear by the River Styx that I will do my utmost to rescue you, and if I fail to fulfill my promise or die along the way, my soul and my Divinity are yours!"


    "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"


    In an instant, the previously silent Dream World boiled over again.


    One after another, the Old Gods, seeing hope, rushed to covenant with the intruder.


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    Either way, it seemed a good deal, so cheers to that!


    Watching one eager predecessor after another rush forward to lend him power, Luo En pressed his hand downward, his handsome face breaking into a warm and radiant smile.


    "Hold on, one at a time, there''s enough for everyone," he said.

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    Several days later, on the outskirts of the Sea of Occhanos, Mount Etna.


    Due to the nourishment of fertile volcanic ash, the foot and slopes of the mountain were covered with dense vegetation such as chestnut trees, oak trees, pine trees, birch trees, etc., forming a vibrant and verdant shade. However, as the elevation rose and the temperature dropped, the dense forest gradually gave way to sparse shrubbery, and chunks of oddly shaped volcanic rock lay exposed on the earth''s surface, creating a distinctive landscape.


    And within the open crater at the mountain''s peak, billowing smoke and sparks shot up intermittently, mingled with the intense booming of heavy hammers striking.


    This was the new forge workshop built by Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsmanship, which made use of the continuous geothermal flames from Mount Etna to forge weapons and sundries for the gods.


    But due to its remote location and Hephaestus''s quirky temper, not many were aware of this secret spot, and even fewer had actually visited, given the harsh high-temperature environment.


    At this moment, a tall figure, led by two metallic female attendants, stepped into the fiery red lava cave.


    Hearing the footsteps behind him, Hephaestus, who was engrossed in his work at the forging table, dropped the hammer in his hand, turned around to look at the expected yet unexpected visitor.


    "You''re here?"


    "Mm."


    Luo En nodded and offered a warm smile to the craftsman, scanning his surroundings before asking in a deep voice,


    "Where is Thetis?"


    "Don''t worry, as per your instructions, I''ve sent her to Athens; she''s safe now."


    Hephaestus replied offhandedly and then, dragging his lame leg, limped forward to scrutinize Luo En intently before suddenly raising his thick, hairy arm to clap it vigorously on the other''s shoulder, his tense cheeks bursting into a hearty laugh.


    "Not bad, what a man!"


    Hearing the praise, Luo En bore the tingling sensation in half of his body and managed to squeeze out a somewhat misshapen grin, then continued to inquire,


    "Is everything prepared? When do we set off?"


    "No rush, I heard you make a fine brew, sit down first and have a few drinks with me."


    Hephaestus waved his hand and then swept the cluttered table clean, dragging Luo En to sit down.


    It was hard to decline such hospitality, especially with a favor to ask, so Luo En composed himself and took a seat, taking out his treasured fairy-brewed spirit to drink with the legendary god of craftsmanship.


    After three rounds of drinking and feeling slightly tipsy, Hephaestus stared at Luo En, growing more pleased the longer he looked.


    Honestly, due to his own marital frustrations, he didn''t have much liking for tall and handsome pretty boys.


    But this lad before him not only stepped up at a critical moment to save his foster mother, Thetis, but he also swiftly and decisively killed that blind fool Peleus, eradicating future troubles.


    What''s more, to Hephaestus''s surprise, after making such a mess, the lad didn''t just run away; he only asked for some time to prepare and then showed up at Mount Etna as agreed, ready to be led by Hephaestus to Olympus to face his punishment, willing to stand in for Thetis and bear the brunt of His Majesty the King of Gods'' fury.


    Such accountability, such courage, was far stronger than those gutless gods of the sea.


    No, there was absolutely no comparison!


    "Bang!"


    In high spirits, Hephaestus clapped Luo En''s shoulder again, announcing with a loud laugh,


    Yet, there was still more fuel that he planned to add to the fire, to make the turmoil hit even harder.


    "Okay, I''ve had your wine and I should follow the rules by giving you something in return. Come with me."


    While Luo En was mulling over these thoughts, the inebriated Hephaestus stood up from the table and staggered with him toward the volcanic crater used for forging. Pointing down at the flowing red-and-black magma below, he spoke in a grave tone.


    "Jump in!"


    "?"


    Faced with such a preposterous demand out of the blue, Luo En was clearly taken aback.


    However, without waiting for his reaction, the impatient Hephaestus grabbed him and tossed him into the churning magma.


    Oh no!


    Caught off guard, Luo En could only instinctively summon the Divine Incarnations of the "Flame" and the "White Horse" to combat the high temperature radiating from the earth''s magma.


    "Endure it!"


    At that moment, a stern shout came from the mouth of the volcano. Hephaestus had torn off the coarse cloth shirt from his chest, baring his torso, and began vigorously pumping the bellows next to the forge furnace.


    Instantly, with the wind fanning the flames and the flames feeding off the wind, the once calm Magma River boiled and roiled, its temperature continuously rising.


    Even with the dual protection of "Flame" and "White Horse," the fiery aura all around seemed to penetrate everywhere, unceasingly infiltrating Luo En''s limbs and bones, igniting the divine blood within him.


    Golden-red divine flames surged out of his pores and apertures. Luo En seemed like a person engulfed in intense combustion, his blood pulsing, his innards burning, waves of piercing pain crashing over him.


    What was Hephaestus trying to do? Turn me into a smelted statue?


    Just as Luo En''s consciousness began to blur from the burning, a clear birdcall came from beneath the boiling magma.


    Immediately after, a gigantic bird with feathers partly golden and partly bright red, shaped like an eagle and with a clear, melodious voice burst forth from beneath the magma. It circled the volcano crater a few times and then dove straight into Luo En''s chest.


    The moment they made contact, an overwhelming surge of heat flooded into Luo En''s body, bringing an indescribable sensation of life''s rhythm.


    Almost simultaneously, Luo En recognized the identity of this divine bird.


    The Phoenix, a divine monster with the characteristics of "immortality" and "rebirth." Legend has it that when sensing its impending death, the Phoenix would gather fragrant wood to burn itself, and after three days, it would rise anew from the ashes, like Christ resurrected.


    This singular creature is chronicled by the Assyrians, yet similar myths exist around the world: Europe''s Phoenix, Russia''s Firebird, Egypt''s Sunbird, America''s Yer, and Arabia''s Anka��all these birds possess the trait of reviving from death (with lifespans of 500, 540, 1000, 1461, 1700 and 12994 years respectively) and share a close association with the sun and flames.


    Greece also has similar records. The first to mention the Phoenix was the Greek poet Hesiod from the eighth century BC, author of [TheoGraph], and the first to describe the Phoenix in detail was the Greek historian Herodotus.


    Clearly, this wondrous creature did indeed exist in the Age of Greek Gods and dwelled within Mount Etna, associated with the God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus.


    Immortal? Rebirth?


    A thought crossed Luo En''s mind, and he vaguely understood Hephaestus'' intent. He immediately cast aside all distractions, closed his eyes, gathered his divinity, and began guiding the power from the Phoenix into the golden wheel behind him.


    Seeing the scene unfold before him, the God of Craftsmanship at the volcano''s mouth nodded in approval, sipping the ambrosial spirit from his hand and pulling the bellows with even greater enthusiasm.


    The explosive roar of the boiling magma mixed with the piercing calls of the bird, echoing continuously in the fiery-red lava cave.

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    Three days and three nights later, as the sunlight broke dawn and the sea fog dispersed.


    The gentle rays of the sun pierced through the lingering smoke of Mount Etna''s crater, lighting up the dim interior.


    The once restless magma had lost its dark red color and scorching temperature, turning into a pile of completely burnt-out, solidified ash and residue.


    "Crack~~"


    Accompanied by the crackling sound of breaking, Luo En''s greyish-black mud shell peeled off, his eyes slowly opened, and bird-shaped flames of gold and red shimmered and floated within his pupils, while the golden wheel behind him also moved in sync to the eleventh slot.


    ��The eleventh incarnation [Phoenix].


    Besides granting him the ability to move swiftly through the air, he also acquired the trait [Revive from Death].


    That is, while the host body is destroyed, the Phoenix takes the hit instead, allowing for a true [Resurrection], which basically gives him an extra life when facing enemies.


    Unfortunately, after the Phoenix dies, it needs a long period to be reborn from fire before it can regain the power of [Resurrection]. Thus, the cooldown period for this incarnation''s power is quite long and should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary.


    Even so, Luo En was still immensely thrilled with his current gain.


    With an extra life, he had more options at his disposal, and his plans stood a greater chance of success.


    After calming his excitement, Luo En extracted himself from the solidified remains of the magma, leaped up, and arrived in the cave above.


    "You''re awake? Not bad."


    Next to the extinguished forge furnace, Hephaestus shook his now-empty wine jug, stood up to examine Luo En, who was radiating a restrained light from his eyes, nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze towards the completely cooled and solidified core magma at the cave entrance, and couldn''t help but express his regret.


    "This furnace is no longer usable."


    "Sorry for the expense."


    "Not at all, you saved my foster mother and gave me such fine wine; both in sentiment and reason, I ought to repay you with something."@@@@


    Hephaestus waved his hand dismissively, then a sly smile played across his face.


    "Consider this, my early wedding gift to you both."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but give a wry smile.


    It seemed that the God of Craftsmanship was hell-bent on matchmaking him with Thetis, so he specifically bestowed the Phoenix, with its [Rebirth] power, upon him.


    When he would face Olympus, even if Zeus blamed and severely punished him, he would have the chance to revive and not leave Thetis a widow before her marriage.


    Brother, let''s say no more. I acknowledge you as my son. When I marry your mother, I will certainly arrange the best table for you!


    Taking advantage of the chaotic family ties, Luo En inwardly quipped a few sentences before he took a deep breath and spoke in a grave tone.


    "Is it about time we left?"


    Hephaestus nodded solemnly, taking out a full set of handcuffs, shackles, chains, and other such implements from a nearby treasure chest and methodically fitting them onto Luo En.


    Luo En tried to summon his Divine Power to break free, but the dense Divine Patterns on the surface of these metal implements flickered to life, quickly absorbing the rebellious energy and further reinforcing the restraints.


    No way through, he then summoned the [Bull], relying on the brute strength enhanced by his physical limits to resist the fetters on his body.


    Yet, even as veins popped on his forehead and blood vessels nearly split his skin, he could not shake the fetters in the slightest.


    Seeing this, Hephaestus proudly replied.


    "Stop wasting your effort. These are implements specially crafted for your Divine Power, based on the blood sample Thetis sent. And, as per your request, I enhanced their performance by several fold; theoretically, even if you became the Chief God, you wouldn''t stand a chance of breaking free."


    Luo En said nothing but skeptically raised his hand.


    After a moment, as he looked at his empty palm, a satisfied smile finally emerged on his face.


    Good, the twelve-sided die containing the power of [Chance] couldn''t be summoned, which meant that his most special [Chance] Divinity was indeed restrained by these implements.


    On the one hand, wearing these things to confess his sins, Zeus should not be able to see the particularity in him and strike him down immediately.


    "What''s there to be afraid of? He''s not on the mountain."


    That''s a relief.


    Upon hearing these words, Luo En finally felt the lump in his throat settle.


    Fortunately, Hera hadn''t lost her mind to the point of brazen rebellion, just to commit adultery in front of her husband. Otherwise, if Zeus were to catch a hint, he would chop him to pieces.


    Still, if the King of Gods was not on the mountain, where had he gone?


    Hera seemed to understand what Luo En was thinking. She handed him the plate full of food, her tone taunting and sarcastically cold.


    "He knew I was returning and left Olympus in advance. Right now, he''s probably fooling around in some nymph''s embrace!"


    She had come to see through her husband the King of Gods.


    Lustfulness was one aspect, but the deep-seated schemes were another.


    He might have loved her once, but to secure his Divine Throne, he would rather womanize every day than return to Olympus for a normal conjugal life with his lawful wife.


    Because the offspring she bore him often possessed strong talents, likely to become a potential threat to Zeus''s position as the King of Gods.


    But it didn''t matter. What he failed to provide, someone else had already satisfied.


    Hera softly gazed at the man before her, younger than Zeus, more handsome than Zeus, and also more loyal and loving than Zeus, her eyes filled with approval.


    "I''ve heard about the Thetis matter. You''ve done well."


    In her early years, she had cared for Thetis herself and was fond of the child''s intelligence and propriety, in view of Thetis as a stepdaughter.


    Thetis had also treated her with respect, even adopting the abandoned Hephaestus to mend the mother-son relationship for her.


    Therefore, upon learning that her husband was using Thetis as bait to strike at Poseidon and even planning to force her into marriage, Hera was uncontrollably furious. She ended her separation and hurried from the Argo Holy Land to Olympus to confront and accuse him.


    In the end, Zeus, feeling guilty, fled in advance, and Hera encountered Luo En, who had just been imprisoned.


    For the sake of a woman, he had risked himself and was willing to take on all the blame. By contrast, her husband the King of Gods would definitely lack such resolve.


    Numerous attempts to murder mistresses and illegitimate children proved that women, like bastards, were just tools for him to satisfy his desires and maintain his position as the King of Gods.


    Her judgment in choosing a husband may not have been the best, but her eye for a lover was not bad at all.


    Hera picked up a handkerchief, gently wiping the beads of sweat from Luo En''s forehead and the grains of rice from the corner of his mouth, her eyes flashing a hint of cold light as she earnestly pledged to her lover.


    "Don''t worry, I won''t let anything happen to you!"


    "Mm, I''m waiting for your good news."


    Luo En nodded vigorously, then pointed to the now-empty food container, a big smile on his face as he suggested.


    "It''s about time. Shouldn''t you go back and rest?"


    Their current situation was still unclear when Zeus would return. With Hera being so suggestively close, he was genuinely afraid the King of Gods would return unexpectedly, expose their affair, and in a fit of rage, have him slaughtered.


    Yet the queen in front of him showed no intention of leaving just yet; instead, she licked her moist lips, her bright eyes flashing with a familiar intensity.


    "I''ll fulfill what I promised you, but how will you repay me?"


    Luo En understood the implication in Hera''s eyes, his heart nearly stopping on the spot.


    No way. Now? Here?


    Sister, stepmother, my lady, please spare me �� it could be lethal!


    Just as Luo En was retreating step by step to the corner, determined to resist, Hera unapologetically grabbed the chains and dragged the trapped prisoner towards her. She bent over him with a conqueror''s stance, proudly declaring her claim.


    "Even if you marry Thetis, part of you is mine!"


    Alright, she was jealous again, yet her means of revenge between her husband and lover were not the same.

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    Afterward, Hera, nourished by rain and dew, radiated beauty as she left a fragrant kiss as a reward before gracefully departing.


    In the corner, Luo En watched forlornly as the enchanting figure disappeared at the end of the corridor. Only then did he press his wildly beating heart inside his chest and heaved a relieved sigh.


    Exhilarating as it was, if she played like this every time, his heart would eventually fail him.


    And moreover...


    Luo En looked down at the remnants of their struggle scattered all over the floor, his face clouded with worry.


    Enjoy the moment and then take off without cleaning up or destroying the evidence. Are you that eager to let Zeus find out he''s been cuckolded?


    After grumbling to himself, the experienced criminal had no choice but to start tidying up the cell himself, painstakingly clearing all incriminating evidence.


    "Eek~~"


    However, before he could finish, the dull sound of the cell door being pushed open reverberated once more.


    Zeus?


    Luo En''s soul nearly fled his body. Hearing the footsteps getting closer, he quickly grabbed the hay nearby, covering the remaining traces around him in a desperate attempt at remediation.


    "Why so much hay?"


    The inquiry from outside the cell stopped Luo En''s heart, chilling his soul.


    But soon, hearing that familiar voice, his spirits instantaneously soared from Hell to Paradise. He turned his stiff neck, looking up towards the silhouette outside the cell door, his face squeezing into a somewhat distorted smile.


    "Artemis, why are you here?"


    "Of course, I''m worried about you."


    The Goddess of the Hunt snapped back as she walked into the cell, surveying the surroundings, her eyes revealing a bit of distress.


    "Father God, really! For such a small issue, he''s locked you up in this miserable place. It''s dreary and crude, not to mention this strange smell. After all, you are a legitimate god of Olympus!"


    Luo En quietly wiped the sweat off his forehead. To change the subject and hoodwink her, he swiftly steered the conversation in another direction.


    "Mmm..." The strong and dashing Goddess of the Hunt moaned softly, her arms wrapped around her lover''s waist, her delicate body tightly pressed against him, basking in the warmth that comforted and entranced her.


    After a moment of tenderness, Luo En gently patted Artemis''s back, whispering a reminder.


    "It''s about time..."


    However, the Goddess of the Hunt did not let go, her gaze intense as she stared at her lover, her tongue moistening her glossy lips, and she murmured softly.


    "Father God is not on the mountain today."


    "..."


    "We haven''t used the 15th of this month yet."


    "..."


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    Hearing these increasingly suggestive statements, Luo En stiffened, groaning internally.


    Not now? Here? Really?


    "Bang!"


    The cell door slammed shut, the fluorite stones along the corridor extinguished, leaving darkness. The Goddess of the Hunt, unable to restrain her instincts any longer, pushed down her prey and began to savor the delicacy beneath her claws meticulously.


    ...


    It''s uncertain how long it passed before the darkness faded and the fluorite glowed once again.


    After enjoying a grand feast, Artemis wiped her mouth, fully satisfied as she stood up.


    Before leaving, the Goddess of the Hunt did not forget to wave her arm, dispersing her divine power to skillfully and carefully erase the intense traces of their earlier struggle.


    This alone was enough to prove that Artemis''s experience in sneaking around and avoiding detection far surpassed that of a certain goddess who only cared about her own pleasure and paid no heed to the consequences.


    Once everything was in order, the Goddess of the Hunt cast one last glance at her lover before reluctantly leaving the scene.


    In the corner, Luo En maintained a stiff smile, mechanically waving goodbye until Artemis had been gone for a while. Only then did he belatedly let his somewhat sore arm droop down.

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    Alright, after enduring two consecutive intense squeezes, the victim''s spirit was somewhat bewildered.


    "Eeek~~"


    Before he could lie still for too long, the dreadful sound of the prison door shoving open came again.


    Luo En jerked awake, and immediately leapt up like a carp, standing straight.


    "It''s me."


    A pleasant voice emerged from the darkness, a graceful goddess with silver hair and purple eyes, dressed in a plain long dress, walked into the cell.


    Upon seeing the comer, Luo En almost cried out loud.@@@@


    Sister Ya!


    The entering Athena, for no reason, felt a chill run through her, with goosebumps rising on her arms: "Why are you looking at me like that? It feels weird."


    "Excited, I''m excited! I''m so happy to see you!" Luo En replied eagerly, promptly pulling out a stone stool and inviting Athena to sit down, which greatly eased his nervousness.


    Anyway, he didn''t have to worry about being tormented any further for the time being.


    Athena mistook this excitement for unease, and calmly reassured him, "Don''t worry, that woman Tethys is fine, the Sanctuary is all set up, I''ve also contacted Poseidon and Apollo privately, everything is going according to plan."


    "You''re not really going to take action, are you?"


    Luo En surmised the underlying meaning and frowned slightly.


    Athena nodded and explained gravely: "Initially, according to the plan, we were just letting them take the lead to test His Majesty the King of Gods'' foundation, and we would act opportunistically. But things seem to have gone a bit beyond my expectations..."


    She proceeded to narrate the current situation to Luo En.


    It turned out, their plan was to overthrow Zeus and then rescue him from the prison.


    What a wild strategy for a rescue.


    Athena, Hestia, Poseidon, Apollo, Hera, Artemis, Hephaestus... more than half of the Twelve Olympians were ready to turn the heavens upside down.


    Now, not to mention Zeus was unprepared, even if he was, it would be enough trouble for him.


    No wonder Athena suddenly changed her mind from a feint to a full attack, also deciding to follow through and join this rebellion.


    However, their presumed adversary was Zeus.


    But if...


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, inquiring deeply.


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    "What if The Three Fates intervene?"


    "Don''t we still have you?"


    Athena looked at Luo En in front of her and smiled provocatively.


    "Me, fight The Three Fates?" Luo En, hearing the task that fell upon him, couldn''t help but scowl, "You really think highly of me..."


    "It''s just counterbalancing, not asking you to actually risk your life." Athena reassured with a light smile, then gazed deeply at Luo En, speaking significantly, "Besides, don''t we have a trump card that can counter The Three Fates? If the plan we agreed on goes smoothly, that thing will end up in your hands."


    "That''s just a guess." Luo En rolled his eyes, unenthusiastically reminded, "Whether that thing can actually be obtained, and whether it''ll be useful, are still up in the air."


    "No worries, I have faith in you!" Athena''s smile remained, her face full of conviction.

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    Being praised and held in high esteem by the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En was quite moved.


    However, immediately, a mocking smile appeared on Athena''s face as she began to speak mysteriously.


    "After all, with a nature as cautious and crafty as yours, daring to seek out Zeus and walk right into his trap, risking the last piece of Divinity puzzle, you must have a foolproof strategy in place."


    "..."


    Luo En was left speechless, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    That''s why he hated smart people, especially those who were smarter than him.


    "Looks like I guessed right," Athena said with a smirk, not asking for confirmation but stating a fact.


    Luo En looked at the Goddess of Wisdom, always one step ahead of him, and huffed.


    "So what if you guessed right? You may guess the beginning, but you might not guess the end."


    "Oh, what do you mean? Let''s hear it."


    Athena immediately took interest, curiously inquiring.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and began to speak mysteriously.


    "What if, the person who wins in the end, is me?"


    Athena paused briefly, then burst into a knowing chuckle.


    "Is that so? I look forward to it."


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom in the prison pointed at Luo En''s handcuffs and shackles, her face lit with a mocking smile, "But from the looks of it, you seem to need to try harder, think of a way to get out of here first."


    When everything was arranged, Athena waved her hand and turned to leave the cell, "Alright, I have many things to do before the game starts, I won''t keep you company any longer."


    Watching as the Goddess of Wisdom pushed open the prison door, disappearing into the light, Luo En, shrouded in darkness, chuckled and shook his head.


    In fact, there was something he had always left unsaid.


    A moment later, all was silent.


    Unable to hold back, he asked, "How is it? Is it done..."


    "...Mmm!" The clear articulation abruptly stopped, replaced by indistinct motion and swallowing.


    Luo En opened his eyes, looking at the lovely face close to his, and felt a burning coal slide through his throat and into his stomach.


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    Infinite light, infinite warmth, infinite Divinity, spilled forth from it.


    "Pop!"


    With a crisp sound of a bubble popping, Hestia raised her head, wiping her slightly swollen lips, and huffed.


    "Alright, that''s all. Take care of yourself, I''ll be leaving now."


    Without waiting for Luo En to retain her, the guilty Goddess of the Hearth quickly fled the prison.


    But seemingly, her steps were quite faltering and weak.


    This fool...


    Luo En watched his chief god''s retreating back, touching his belly that continued to radiate heat and warmth, feeling an immense surge of emotion.


    He probably understood what had been added to his body.


    "Eeya~~"


    As Luo En''s thoughts surged, the familiar sound of the prison door sliding came again.


    Another one? It doesn''t matter who; his patience was already frayed, ready to lie down in any position at any time.


    However, upon looking up and seeing the newcomer, he involuntarily tensed, crossed his arms, and backed into a corner cautiously.


    "Apollo? What are you here for?"

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    Upon hearing the inquiry, the golden-haired beauty outside the cell door, whose physique and elegance matched his stunning looks, answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.


    "Of course, I came to see you."


    In an instant, Luo En''s heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stepped back into the corner, using the wall to firmly protect his posterior.


    There was no way around it; though he was straighter than a steel rod himself, he couldn''t fend off the capricious play of the Greek gods, most of whom were amorous towards both sexes.


    If he remembered correctly, Apollo had male lovers.


    ��The son of the King of Sparta,, Hyacinthus, a beautiful youth.


    He loved hunting and sports, and Apollo diligently accompanied him, holding fishing nets and leading hunting dogs for the boy, devotedly staying by his side. One twilight, while the lovers were tossing a discus in the field, Apollo threw a golden discus, and Hyacinthus blissfully gave chase, unaware that the West Wind God, who also admired Hyacinthus, had blown the discus off course, striking the beautiful youth on the head and causing a fatal injury. Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire


    The blood of this handsome youth dyed the earth red, and from it bloomed a delicate flower, known today as "Hyacinth."


    Moreover, Luo En''s hometown, Thebes, was notorious for its Sacred Band of Thebes, known for homosexuality; he genuinely feared that Apollo might sodomize him in an unguarded moment.


    Seeing Apollo''s inexplicably defensive posture, Apollo frowned and snorted displeasure.


    "Don''t worry, our grievances were settled back in Thessaly, I''m not going to hurt you," Apollo said, his voice tinged with disdain.


    Luo En couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    He didn''t mind the disdain, as long as Apollo wasn''t really interested in him.


    Slightly relieved, Luo En cautiously asked.@@@@


    "Then you came to see me..."


    "Didn''t you also come to Thessaly to see me before?"


    "Do you care about me?"


    Apollo''s son had died, and Poseidon had lost Atlantis, who they blamed the most and what they planned to do was obvious.


    The above, Athena had reasonably speculated based on the clues observed.


    Since the battle of Crete, Athena had been wary of Poseidon''s revenge and naturally paid more attention to the activities in the Sea of Okeanos.


    As for Luo En''s own source of information, that was even simpler.


    Because the rebellion was clearly recorded in the "Divine Chronicle," and although the process and the number of participants were entirely different now, the overall direction hadn''t changed.


    Thus, the conspiracy between Apollo and Poseidon, in his and Athena''s view, was as blatantly obvious as streaking half naked down the street, impossible to hide.


    "But, our beloved Divine King has yet to suspect you," Luo En smiled craftily, sipping his milk to keep the real mastermind from backing out of the rebellion.


    Speaking of which, Lord Bo was truly the innate scapegoat.


    In the battle of Crete, he had taken the blame for him and Athena, accountable for the sinking of Crete.


    Now, clearly a collective criminal act, but having to cover for Apollo, and being punished by Zeus...


    After several ordeals, not only had he lost his substance, but his reputation as well.


    But there was no help for it; after all, as the Sea King with substantial resources and always causing a scene, he was Zeus''s prime suspect, every single time.


    "He''s already exposed," Luo En said reassuringly.


    Upon hearing this, Apollo didn''t feel much relief.


    Luo En grinned slightly, speaking leisurely.


    " Which year doesn''t he get exposed a few times?"


    Suddenly, Apollo slapped his forehead, realizing the truth.


    Indeed, Poseidon''s desire for the Divine King''s throne was almost written on his face; everybody in Olympus knew it.

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    Every other day at the divine authority meeting, singing a different tune and causing minor disturbances every now and then, and after some time, mingling with different deities to incite them to rebel against His Majesty the King of Gods��this had basically become the norm.


    As he was almost always punished by Zeus on these occasions, stripping him of some of his chief god''s authority, none of the deities on Olympus took these minor acts or Poseidon seriously.


    For this reason, after the usual reprimand of Poseidon, the Father God would immediately cease and desist without any intention of investigating further.


    After all, Poseidon would always lose, and he would always win.


    The King of Olympus was endowed with a divine mandate, his position unshakeable.


    But winning too much led His Majesty the King of Gods to gradually lose his sense of danger. After dealing with Poseidon, the apparent troublemaker, he fell into a mindset that overlooked the true threat lurking beneath the surface of the water.


    ��This time, it wasn''t just Poseidon''s family causing minor troubles; instead, seven dissatisfied chief gods were together plotting a rebellion!


    Having realized the key point, Apollo felt as if clouds had parted to reveal the sun, and his mood greatly improved.


    In that case, they indeed had the opportunity to have a "discussion" with the Father God.


    "Don''t get too happy too soon. Even if due to carelessness he loses the initiative, he is still Zeus, the uniquely powerful King of Olympus,"


    Luo En timely threw cold water on Apollo''s overly optimistic outlook, to prevent his nephew from becoming overzealous and spoiling the advantageous situation at hand.


    Only then did he roar and shriek, breaking free from the bonds of Tartarus Hell and officially gathering divine monsters and Titans to launch a total assault on Olympus.


    Because Zeus was elsewhere frolicking, the gods had to unite against the enemy, with Apollo naturally participating. Enjoy exclusive adventures from My Virtual Library Empire


    It was an extremely brutal divine war. Demon Ancestor Typhon rampaged from one end of the earth to the other, spreading his serpentine hair and raising massive arms to strike the skies. The heavens were thrown into chaos; constellations were misplaced or plunged into the Sea of Falling Stars, and the sun and moon appeared simultaneously. Apollo was the first to confront him and his chariot was easily brought down. His sister Artemis then fought against him but ended up covered in wounds. The compassionate winds that came to assist were torn apart and couldn''t reassemble for a long time.


    Following that, when Poseidon, unable to do anything with his chariot in the Ocean of Okeanos, tried to stir up a giant wave, the water didn''t reach the monster''s waist and instead provoked it further. This demon ancestor kicked up a mighty wave and, cutting through the surge, dragged Poseidon''s chariot from the water and ruthlessly beat him. Gods of the sea accompanying him were terrified and fled in panic.


    When Zeus realized the bad situation, he rushed back to Olympus, which was almost torn down by Typhon and his demon army by then, with only Athena barely managing to hold them back.


    And Zeus, having lost "Thunderbolt," "Sky," and "Thunder," couldn''t exert his full power and was ultimately defeated by Typhon.


    With the situation collapsing, the gods fled Olympus to avoid the brunt of the attack, retreating to their holy lands to build up strength.


    After the initial defeat, the injured Zeus grew more cautious and began to use strategy to win.


    He summoned Europa''s brother Cadmus and had the herding god Pan bring herds of cattle and sheep. He built a hut for himself and disguised Cadmus as a shepherd boy to trick Typhon into returning the Thunderbolt, promising to give the harmonious goddess Harmonia to him in marriage afterward.


    All was in place, and Zeus transformed into a bull, blending in with the cattle. Cadmus sat under a tree and played his pipe. The music lured the Demon Ancestor Typhon out from the cave where he had hidden the "Thunderbolt" to come and appreciate the music. By then, Zeus, now a bull, had sneakily entered the cave and seized back his Origin Artifact.


    By the time Typhon realized he had been ensnared, Zeus had already recovered his peak condition with the "Thunderbolt" and regathered the Pantheon of Gods to launch a counterattack.


    Eventually, the God King, clad in clouds as armor, wielding lightning as a spear, shielded by thunder, and shooting arrows of thunderbolts, rode the chariot of time from the Celestial Realm straight downward. Queen Hera to his left with a divine bow and Goddess Athena to his right with spear and shield, together with the Pantheon of Gods, completely defeated Typhon and his demon army and threw them into Tartarus Hell to be punished.

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    Apollo reviewed the entire sequence of the battle with Typhon, his eyes betraying contemplative thoughts.@@@@


    "You''re saying, learn from that progenitor of magic''s successful experience, and prevent him from touching his Origin Artifact?"


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    "That''s what you came up with, it has nothing to do with me."


    Luo En raised his hands hastily, trying to clear himself of any involvement, his face feigning innocence, but his eyes were filled with malevolent hues.


    Well, Apollo wasn''t wrong, this was indeed the suggestion that dutiful son wanted to convey.


    Previously, Themis''s sword strike, risking fragmentation of her divinity, had already caused cracks in His Majesty the King of God''s royal authority, Zeus''s power certainly wasn''t as formidable as before.


    If, before the rebellion, they could find a way to strip Zeus of his arms, weaken his Divine Authority, and significantly reduce the strength he could wield.


    Then, with seven Chief Gods joining forces, they might very well overturn His Majesty the King of Gods.


    And according to the "Homer''s Epic," if it weren''t for the meddling of three Hundred-Handed Giants, the rebellion might have succeeded.


    Moreover, in the original history, only Hera, Apollo, Poseidon, and Athena, four Chief Gods participated in the rebellion, but now there were seven.


    Even if Hestia gifted her divinity to him and couldn''t join the battle, and Poseidon had become a solitary warrior with diminished Divine Authority, the current rebellious forces were undoubtedly stronger than those recorded in history.


    Considering this, Luo En didn''t mind lending a hand to these Chief Gods, coming up with a few more devious ideas, to fan the flames of rebellion in Olympus.


    After all, even if they failed, they could still further force Zeus''s trump cards and make His Majesty the King of Gods suffer.


    At this moment, Apollo, completely beguiled by the rebel leader, furrowed his brows in serious contemplation of the plan''s feasibility.


    "It won''t be easy, ever since the battle with Typhon, he''s been very cautious with his Divine Artifacts, and few know where those things are hidden."


    "We could go find the three Cyclops on Sicily."


    "?"


    "The Thunderbolt is immensely powerful and requires regular maintenance, and after all, they were the ones who forged this Origin Artifact for Zeus together; they must know more secrets about the Thunderbolt, and the Aegis Shield."


    Luo En spoke with a smile, actively offering suggestions to the rebel leader before him.


    After the battle against Typhon, he, the grandson, was born, and now he was assisting the rebels in Olympus, stealing Zeus''s Thunderbolt��was this another form of closure?


    The dutiful son chuckled sarcastically and then turned to Apollo outside the prison door, offering a friendly reminder.


    "The time is almost up. If there''s nothing else you wish to ask, you should head back. It''s better to be cautious these days."


    Apollo nodded subconsciously, turned, and walked towards the exit of the prison, ready to go back and thoroughly digest the valuable information gained from the conversation.


    However, just as he was about to step out of the prison door, the God of Light seemed to remember something, stopped, turned his head toward Luo En inside the cell, and spoke with grave seriousness.


    "Wait for us, we will save you."


    Having said this, Apollo did not linger any longer, leaving a dashing figure as he disappeared into the twilight of Olympus.


    After what felt like an eternity, Luo En shivered violently, snapping out of his daze, and quickly reinforced a particular mental stamp in his mind.


    I''m straight, not bent!


    ~~


    The long night was sleepless, from moonset to sunrise.


    "Creak~~"


    The familiar sound of the prison door being pushed and pulled echoed for the sixth time.


    Luo En, crouching in the corner, opened his eyes and looked at the figure outside the prison door.


    A man! Male upon male?


    The moment he confirmed the other''s gender; the psychologically shadowed ironclad straight man subconsciously leaned further into the corner.


    But then he snapped out of it, his gaze touching upon the face in the dark that commanded authority without anger and could not help but feel a chill settle in his heart.


    It was Zeus!


    The Divine King, having finished his escapades outside, had finally come home.


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 Chapter 278 If the Divine King Does Not Abandon, I am Willing to Acknowledge Him as My Foster Father

    Outside the prison cell, Zeus eyed the prisoner wearing heavy fetters and chains, his cold snort resounding like thunder.


    "You have the audacity to harm a demigod, to defy the divine decree!"


    "I..."


    Luo En lifted his head, attempting to argue his case, but upon meeting the grim expression on the face of the King of Gods, his confidence drained away completely. He trembled, bowed his head, and took the initiative to admit his guilt.


    "Please, Your Majesty, punish me..."


    Seeing the prisoner''s reaction, Zeus was quite pleased and nodded inwardly.


    He cared not for right or wrong, but for an attitude.


    Understanding whether to submit, to bow the head, decided if the little fledgling in the cage could potentially be tamed.


    Only then would he confirm whether to take him into his service.


    Perceiving that the fledgling had successfully passed the first test, the gloom on Zeus''s face softened somewhat, and he spoke lightly.


    "Punishment aside, after all, you are my elder sister''s Lesser Deity, and she personally came up the mountain to plead for you. I must consider her feelings..."


    Had Hestia met with Zeus before? No wonder she said nothing to comfort me during her visit to the prison...


    A flash of realization crossed Luo En''s mind, understanding the role his patron deity had played in the rebellion.


    Rationally, she no longer held any illusions about Zeus and understood that his so-called leniency was likely just an excuse. Thus, she made preparations for both outcomes, completely siding with the rebels and becoming an accomplice in the secret plots of Athena and the others;


    But emotionally, she was after all the eldest sister in the great family of Olympus and did not wish to be involved in this dispute over divine authority.


    Thus, Hestia smacked her forehead and simply passed the position of Chief God to her external brain, allowing Luo En himself to decide the stance of the God of Stove in this rebellion.


    Leaving the tough and indecisive decisions to a Lesser Deity was indeed in line with her characteristic style.


    Sorting through the logic, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and incredulity, unsure whether to be moved by Hestia''s trust or to complain about her laziness.


    Considering the current situation, however, he could only suppress his chaotic thoughts and respond with feigned anxiety to the signal of goodwill released by Zeus.


    Seeing the little bird in the cage so compliant, Zeus grew even more satisfied and, feigning magnanimity, waved his hand.


    "So be it, considering your ignorance and eagerness to save another, let this matter rest for now. Come dawn, you shall descend the mountain and return to Hestia''s side, to be strictly overseen by her. Without my divine decree, you shall not leave."


    Following that, the King of Gods shifted his tone, casually adding another line.


    "As for Thetis, I shall select another suitable husband for her."@@@@


    Here it comes!


    With a sneer in his heart, Luo En immediately showed an anxious expression and protested.


    "No! I disagree!"


    "What did you say?"


    "I... I can too! I can... can marry her..."


    Luo En stammered, his face filled with urgency and longing.


    "How dare you!" Zeus, returning to his senses, flew into a rage, "Already you''ve been granted immense grace, and yet you have the gall to overstep!"


    Silver arcs of lightning exploded around them, leaving blackened marks on the bronze-constructed walls.


    Luo En strained to stand firm against the pressure and fear, propping up his pale face and slightly trembling legs, he beseeched the King of Gods.


    "Your Majesty, our feelings are genuine, please grant Thetis to me."


    Zeus''s face darkened, the thunderbolt clapping around him making him resemble an enraged lion.


    "Are you seeking death by making demands of me?"


    "No, it is a plea! I am no less than Peleus; what he could do, I can do as well."


    "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty!"


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    Zeus nodded slightly, and as Luo En stepped out of the jail, he asked casually.


    "By the way, you seem to have a good relationship with Athena, what has she been up to recently?"


    A chill went through Luo En''s heart, and he immediately understood another purpose for Zeus recruiting him.


    To put it bluntly, His Majesty the King of Gods was equally uneasy about his daughter on War God Mountain, whose combat power was off the charts.


    But unlike Poseidon, who was both weak and playful, Athena was extremely discreet in her actions, leaving no handle to be grabbed.


    Hence, Zeus wanted to take the opportunity to plant a spy on War God Mountain as his eyes and ears, to monitor Athena''s movements.


    However, Luo En, the spy within, was a double agent, playing the role of a very loyal traitor.


    "Many goddesses have come to the mountain, and Lady Athena often gathers with them to discuss culture, poetry, philosophy, and the like. It seems she intends to implement some reforms in Athens, but I''m not exactly clear on the specifics."


    "Ah, she always loves to come up with new ideas,"


    Zeus snorted lightly, letting go of his concern.


    He was aware of the gathering of numerous goddesses on War God Mountain and knew that his daughter was not content with the status quo.


    But they were only goddesses, who had no effect on his kingly power, and whatever they did in Athens was of no consequence.


    With his worries eased, Zeus waved his hand contentedly.


    "Alright, you can go back now. Should there be any issues in the future, you can report directly to me."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En nodded, then hesitated.


    "There is something I''m not sure I should discuss with you."


    "Speak freely."


    Zeus smiled and gestured magnanimously for him to continue.


    Upon getting approval, Luo En relaxed and began speaking solemnly.


    "I suspect that Poseidon intends to harm you!"


    Hearing this, Zeus, who had initially been a bit wary, let out a chuckle and dismissed the concern with a wave of his hand.


    "Hmm, noted. I''ll keep an eye out in the future."


    Seeing Zeus''s calm reaction, Luo En grew anxious.


    "It''s true! It seems he even has accomplices! You must be very careful!"


    "Oh? Who might that be? Tell me more..."


    Zeus asked with a light smile on his face, still somewhat unconcerned.


    It was not his intention to dampen the enthusiasm of his subordinate.


    On one hand, Poseidon caused trouble every other year, and moreover, Zeus had already warned him in advance, so there was no need for alarm.


    On the other hand, he remembered this lad bore a grudge against Poseidon and was likely to exaggerate matters or pin blame on his own brother.


    As expected, Luo En shook his head sheepishly.


    "The situation was too chaotic then, the person was shrouded in black fog, and I did not get a good look at their face."


    Just as Zeus thought this was another baseless accusation, he saw his subordinate abruptly pull open his robe, speaking gravely.


    "However, she left this on me!"


    As a black seal with a ring shape resembling a labyrinth came into view, the previously unconcerned Zeus''s face transformed with shock.


    ���� The Wheel of Hecate!

 Chapter 279 The Closer Your Hand to the Halberd, the Farther Your Foster Father from You

    It was that woman!


    Zeus''s heart chilled, and he immediately opened the barrier, speaking solemnly.


    "What happened? Be more specific!"


    Under that slightly ghastly scrutiny, Luo En dared not hide anything and began to recount his previous experience.


    "As you know, pressured by the Hundred-Handed Giants, I accidentally took shelter in the Sea God Temple..."


    Hearing the words "accidentally," Zeus glanced at the embarrassed person in question, scoffed lightly, and gestured for him to continue.


    Seeing that Zeus was not pursuing further, Luo En completely relaxed and hastily gathered his courage to continue pondering.


    "But as soon as I entered, it felt strange, as if I had collided with a mass of black fog unconsciously..."


    As he spoke, the Luo En in his recollection showed a face filled with fear and afterthought.


    "At that instant, I felt as if I were dead, my soul being gradually consumed and my consciousness dragged into an endless darkness. Fortunately, the commotion of Poseidon fighting with the three Hundred-Handed Giants flung the entire Sea God Temple, possibly making her worried about being exposed, so she chose to flee, and I managed to break free from that weird state. I thought it was an illusion initially, but as I kept having these strange dreams recently and noticed this strange mark on my body, I confirmed that everything that happened before was real."


    "Not just real, you nearly lost your life!"


    Zeus scoffed coldly, his eyes emitting a deep darkness.


    No wonder Peleus had been chasing Tethys for so long, and no one dared to show up at sea;


    No wonder Tethys, despite calling out thousands of times outside, Poseidon stayed hidden in the Sea God Temple and refused to come out;


    No wonder as soon as the three brothers of the Hundred-Handed Giants got close to that place, his normally timid brother immediately picked up the Trident and began fighting with the Hundred-Handed Giants;


    Turns out, Poseidon had been colluding with that person from the Netherworld all along.


    He just mentioned that his brother had just finished serving his sentence in Thessaly, so how could he have returned to the Sea of Okeanos and started recklessly conspiring with other marine gods?


    Discovering the "truth," Zeus looked up at Luo En, a cold smile appearing on his face.


    "So, is this why you hid outside for so long? Until you couldn''t solve the problem with your body, then you came to find me?"


    "Yes, somewhat..."


    Luo En admitted sheepishly, looking down, but he did not forget to try to defend himself.


    "But my loyalty to you and Tethys is genuine!"


    Zeus scoffed coldly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.


    He didn''t care whether the young man opposite him was genuinely loyal or not, as he had the divine seal of the covenant and could sort out this youth anytime from the soul level. These were all trivial matters to him.


    What truly concerned him was Hecate.


    But beneath the generous encouragement of the Divine King was still a chilling undertone.


    He didn''t care about the lives of his wife and children, how could he truly care about an outsider.


    His choice to support and generously assist was merely because this young man was right.


    The collusion between Hecate and Poseidon was indeed a threat to his throne.


    Given that, a forceful response was necessary.


    On one hand, he ordered the three Hundred-Handed Giants to defend the Primordial Ocean, cutting off any connection between the sea and the Netherworld while also seeking an opportunity to deal a blow to his own brother, letting him completely abandon any thoughts of disputing the throne;


    on the other hand, whether Hecate intended to silence him or use his form as a stepping stone to meddle with the divine authority in Olympus, he could simply turn her plans against her, using this vicious dog to tear a piece of flesh from the Goddess of the Underworld.


    ��He was also eager to test the Divinity of "Chance" that could break through Fate.


    In the end, there were only two possible outcomes.


    This lad would get through this, live on, marry Tethys, and continue to serve him;


    If the lad couldn''t bear it and died, according to the contract, he would obtain a fragment of the soul imbued with the power of chance, giving him solid evidence of Hecate''s unrest, allowing him to negotiate for more privileges with The Three Fates:


    Since whatever choice he made would be advantageous, Zeus naturally didn''t mind giving the young fellow enough incentive to willingly face death.


    Was this, in a sense, a form of end-of-life care?


    Zeus placed a hand on Luo En''s shoulder, looking upon him with great esteem.


    "Do as you''ve said, I trust you."


    Feeling that overwhelming divinity surge into his body, Luo En immediately showed an excitement as if eager to rush to his death, and declared loudly,


    "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will not disappoint you!"


    Zeus, upon hearing this, displayed a faint trace of annoyance.


    "Still calling me ''Your Majesty''?"


    Immediately, Luo En understood, his lips quivering as he stuttered out a certain title.


    "Father, Father God?"


    "Ah, both Tethys and I will be waiting for you."


    Zeus nodded, showing a satisfied and affectionate smile.


    Similarly, Luo En also smiled, radiantly and blissfully.


    The two figures, standing face to face in the prison, resembled a loving and harmonious father and son duo.

 Chapter 280 Eventually Became the One I Hated the Most

    On the next day, Luo En, who had been released from prison, drove a bronze chariot towards Mount Etna, the abode of the Craftsman God Hephaestus, under the watchful eye of a certain loving father.


    He did not take any detours or look back but went straight into the familiar cave.


    Because the "Phoenix" had already taken residence within him, the whole volcano was dormant, and the once scorching magma chamber had become quite cool.


    As usual, the two metallic maidens guarding the gate led him into the forge to meet with Hephaestus.


    Seeing Luo En appear before him in one piece, the Craftsman God couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, his bloodshot eyes brimming with profound resentment.


    "You have finally returned. Do you have any idea how since you were thrown into the Olympus prison, my foster mother has been crying out to me day and night through the Resonance Technique? I haven''t had a good night''s sleep in such a long time."


    Hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but laugh and cry at Hephaestus''s misfortune and was moved by the concern that Thetis had shown.


    It was clear that since her ordeal with the enforced marriage with Peleus, she had lost all hope in the sea gods and those so-called relatives and saw him almost as a pillar of mental support.


    "Nah, first I''ll give you two jars to whet your appetite. When we have our grand wedding, you can have as much as you want!"


    Hephaestus caught the ambrosia wine tossed to him, paused for a moment, then looked at Luo En incredulously.


    "Will the old man agree to Thetis marrying you?"


    "Because, I paid a price."


    Luo En smiled and promptly extended his arm, activating the Mark of Thunder on it.


    In an instant, the color drained from Hephaestus''s face as he stood before the forging table, and the faint hope he had harbored for the Father God vanished in a puff of smoke.


    Indeed, he was still the same calculative person to the bone and never believed he was wrong in the entire affair.


    If that''s the case, then don''t blame us for following your tradition and showing our dutiful filial piety!


    Hephaestus snorted coldly and then moved forward to pat Luo En on the shoulder, speaking in a comforting tone.


    "Don''t worry, in time, we might be able to help you break free from the divine seal''s bond."


    "Yeah, I''ll be waiting."


    As the dog-headed military advisor working behind the scenes, Luo En naturally understood the hidden meaning in the Craftsman God''s words. He nodded in agreement while extending his chained and shackled hands with a smile, as a reminder.


    "But, can you unlock these first? They''re pretty heavy to travel with."


    "Don''t you have the key yourself?"


    "You have to go through with the act completely. If the Chief God found out about our little manoeuvres, wouldn''t that implicate you too?"


    "..."


    Hephaestus rolled his eyes and fumbled through his toolbox, tossing another key of the same make.


    Luo En caught the key, unlocked his shackles while asking nonchalantly.


    At that time, the "surprise" he had prepared for his own master would have an additional risk involved.


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    For safety''s sake, better to keep the only key in his own hands.


    Next, it''s time for me to make some preparations and properly "honor" another elder.


    Smirking, Luo En pulled the reins in his hand, lowering the height of his chariot, camouflaging his tracks with the shelter of the woods, heading towards his home turf, War God Mountain.


    However, not long into the journey, he almost collided with another chariot racing head-on towards him.


    "Apollo?"


    Luo En, who managed to stop his chariot in a hurry, looked at the blond, blue-eyed handsome driver on the opposite chariot, and was slightly taken aback. He then turned his gaze to the back seat, his surprise intensifying.


    "Aphrodite? What are you doing here too?"


    Indeed, the one seated in the back was none other than the God of Love, who had been missing for a long while.


    Without waiting for Aphrodite to speak, Apollo answered first.


    "We just went to Sicily for a spin, right? I happened to come across Aphrodite being held hostage by some Cyclops on the island, so I just made a move and rescued her."


    Under Apollo''s profound gaze, the God of Love on the chariot nodded with a look of resentment and helplessness, her gaze towards Luo En filled with frustration and resignation.


    As a former accomplice of the God of Love, Luo En of course knew why Aphrodite ran off to Sicily��to seclude herself with her lover Adonis.


    Similarly, as an accomplice of the other party, he also knew why Apollo went to Sicily�� to steal the "Thunderbolt", eliminate the three Cyclops, and stake out the situation in advance.


    Putting together the evasive attitudes of the two parties involved, Luo En more or less guessed what had happened.


    During his reconnaissance, Apollo stumbled upon Aphrodite on Sicily, hiding away in pleasure with her lover Adonis, and thus used this as leverage to pull the God of Love into the plot.


    After all, Aphrodite was giving up a good life for nothing; visiting the mountain at this time, one didn''t need to think too hard to guess why.


    And considering Adonis''s absence from Aphrodite''s side, Luo En figured that pretty boy was most likely held hostage by Apollo.


    Well done, my brother-in-law, you''ve made some quick progress.


    Luo En gave the God of Light, who had once seemed so upright but was now completely darkened, a meaningful look, shaking his head inwardly with sarcasm.


    In the original rebellion, only Hera, Poseidon, and Pallas Athena among the Twelve Olympians were named, with Apollo accidentally discovering their plot and being coerced into joining.


    Now the tables had turned, with Apollo becoming the leader of the rebels, and in turn, bringing the unfortunate God of Love up to Olympus, coercing her into joining the conspiracy.


    People, in the end, become what they despise the most.


    And now, it seems the entire Twelve Olympians were involved, either directly or indirectly, in this rebellion, which truly made it worth the wait.


    After silently lamenting for a while, Luo En saw through it but kept quiet about it. After exchanging a few words of pleasantries with the two gods, he continued to steer his Bronze Chariot towards War God Mountain.

 Chapter 411: 281: The Moment When the Peach Ripens

    Chapter 411: Chapter 281: The Moment When the Peach Ripens


    After a day and night��s journey, the clerk of Crete Island, having spent months wandering abroad, finally returned to his loyal War God Mountain.


    ��Did you get it?��


    The awaiting Athena assessed Luo En for a moment before speaking with interest, her perception as sharp as ever.


    Luo En helplessly nodded, the sense of achievement from deceiving the various Chief Gods completely dissipated from his heart.


    It must be said that having such an exceedingly intelligent leader to report to could inevitably lead to frustration.


    If he couldn��t topple her, he might never have his day in the sun.


    A meaningful glint flashed across Luo En��s eyes, but he quickly reined in his thoughts and asked in a deep voice.


    ��What about the things and the place I asked for?��


    ��Don��t worry, everything��s prepared, just as you said,�� Athena assured him.


    After her words, Athena led Luo En to the peak of War God Mountain. After surveying the rugged rocks and withered grass for a moment, she brushed aside a large cyan-gray boulder, revealing a Magic Circle Diagram hidden beneath.


    The starlight twinkled within, reflecting the stars in the sky.


    The base seemed to be founded on the Star Disk of Greece.


    After pondering for a moment, Athena reached into the center of the Star Disk, skillfully catching several stray stars and moving them to their correct positions.@@@@


    Hum!


    Suddenly, the Star Disk brightened, a surge of golden light shooting into the sky, bringing a strong tremor of Aether. War God Mountain shook beneath their feet, and marble steps spread upwards, leading to the arch-shaped curtain of light.


    Caught by the awe-inspiring sight, Luo En couldn��t help but look astonished.


    War God Mountain had this kind of place? He had no idea!


    Athena caught the surprise on his face, a look of pride flickering through her eyes. She then pulled the still-dazed Luo En forward and reminded him leisurely.


    ��Get ready, we��re about to enter the true Sanctuary.��


    As her voice echoed, Athena strode forward, pulling Luo En into the swirling golden glow.


    Soon after, Luo En understood what Athena meant by ��get ready.��


    The moment the two stepped through the Light Gate, the ground disappeared beneath their feet, the howling wind in their ears, and the sensation of weightlessness overcame them.


    This was... high altitude!


    Caught off guard, Luo En stumbled and began to plummet.


    Moments later, he managed to steady himself, landing on a floating rock, turning back to Athena with a complaint on his face.


    ��Setting the connection point of the Teleportation Array in mid-air, that was really mean of you.��


    ��It serves as a defense against outsiders and as an early warning, doesn��t it? Anyway, except for a select few, no one knows about this place, virtually eliminating the chance of accidental entry,�� Athena defended with righteousness, then unfolded her golden wings and flew across the void in front of the Light Gate, landing gracefully on a small floating island connected to the steps, gesturing to Luo En.


    ��Follow me, this way.��


    With the previous incident in mind, Luo En didn��t rush to step forward but looked around. His pupils gradually dilated, and his face showed a look of shock.


    Is this the real ��Sanctuary��?!


    Looking around, the boundless sky above shone with stars, their brilliant light like jewels adorning the heavens, within arm��s reach.


    ��That is...?��


    ��Yes, just as you��re thinking,�� Athena nodded and responded quietly, ��They are sleeping below, one due to shattered divinity, the other due to missing divinity...��


    Upon hearing this, a wave of complex emotions surged in Luo En��s heart.


    ��Enough, don��t put on that sad face. Their sleep is only temporary, not a matter of life and death. As long as we collect enough faith for them in the future, they will surely awaken,�� Athena waved her hand and then pointed to the void beneath the floating island where starlight converged and flowed, her tone slightly irritated as she added, ��Besides, the fundamental strength of the Sanctuary itself can also provide some power for their recovery, it just takes a longer time.��


    Luo En nodded, not dwelling on these inconsequentials.


    Whether it be Themis or Hestia, they had chosen to place their all on him.


    As long as he was alive, as long as he could win, he would eventually awaken Themis and Hestia.


    To lighten the somewhat somber mood, Luo En pointed to the statues and altar belonging to Athena and teasingly asked, ��So, is yours ready as well?��


    Hearing that deliberate misdirection, Athena couldn��t help but give Luo En a white look, ��I really don��t understand why I would prepare such a thing.��


    ��You can be caught off guard too?�� Luo En asked smilingly, his face teasing.


    ��I just don��t want to bother with such insignificant trifles.�� Athena snorted lightly, proudly turning away to maintain her dignity. She didn��t continue to question and led Luo En into the Holy Temple.


    In an instant, the light vanished, darkness emerged, and an indescribable sense of confinement and isolation spread.


    It was as if everything around them lacked time, space, and dimensions.


    As Athena lit a wisp of starlight at her fingertips, Luo En saw the full picture of the [Holy Temple].


    ���� This was a man-made cave, the dark stone walls completely etched with dense runes, leaving no gaps, countless starlights twinkling within the inscriptions, like a miniature universe.


    After carefully examining the stone walls and runes around him, Luo En suddenly realized.


    ��We��re in the heart of War God Mountain?��


    It turned out, the so-called [Holy Temple] was just a ruse; its true identity was a [Prison] for the imprisonment of deities.


    ��Correct, this is your main battlefield. The strength of the entire Sanctuary can be at your disposal at a critical moment,�� Athena nodded, her smile confident and cool.


    ��As long as she dares to come, she��ll definitely get more than she bargained for!��


    ��While that��s true, to be safe, after my preparations here are complete, help me bring one more person in,�� Luo En said.


    ��Who?��


    ��Melinoe!�� Luo En uttered the answer leisurely, a sly smile on his face.


    ��Ask her if she wants to play big, to plot a shocking conspiracy with me.��


    Athena looked deeply at Luo En, without saying much but nodding slightly. She then got up and left the [Holy Temple] to prepare outside.


    As the reassuring and imposing figure disappeared into the starlight, Luo En shook his head, sat down on the ground, and began to absorb the Divinity of Zeus within him, forming the twelfth incarnation and slowly ripening the [fruit] upon him.


    ~~


    Days later, a loud eagle��s cry echoed in the dark space, and a pair of purple eyes slowly opened, shining like lightning!


    At the same time, his body emitted waves of faint fragrance, like a ripe peach, tempting and juicy to certain beings, the perfect moment for harvest and tasting.


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 Chapter 412: 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox

    Chapter 412: Chapter 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox


    It was done, the twentieth incarnation��[Eagle]!


    In the darkness, Luo En��s mind moved, and the gold wheel behind him turned to the twelfth slot. A black-feathered eagle with golden pupils emerged, flapping its wings and crying out. Suddenly, thunderbolts fiercely surrounded them, and a wild wind began to blow.


    ��Galloping through the sky, commanding the thunderbolt, the [Eagle] possessed both speed and the divinity of destruction.


    Everything, indeed, was as he had thought.


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction and then gave a comforting look to a struggling figure in the corner, patiently waiting for that master to arrive.


    However, after two days and two nights.


    The figure in the corner collapsed headfirst, and a faint sound of teeth grinding could be heard.


    Luo En, with bloodshot eyes, gradually turned pale, staring straight at the silent cave entrance and the sanctuary, cursing inwardly.


    She didn��t take the bait directly? This vixen is quite cautious.


    It seems, I need to turn up the heat.


    Luo En��s eyes flickered slightly, and he pulled out the Gorgoneion Emblem hanging on his chest, activating the Magic Circle Diagram on it.


    At the same time, Athena, who was guarding the Great Temple, slowly opened her eyes. After pondering for a moment, as if making up her mind, she raised her hand to sketch several Hermes Script lines in the air and whispered.


    ��Take action...��


    Almost the moment Athena uttered these words, three golden lights streaked with a sharp breaking sound, shooting into a volcanic lava cave in Sicily.


    ��Puff! Puff! Puff!��


    In an instant, three Cyclops, who were forging Divine Artifacts by the geothermal heat, perished before they could even scream. The three golden light streams penetrated them from their single eye to the back of their head. As they fell, their bodies were covered in golden flames and were instantly turned to ash.


    Meanwhile, the King of Olympus, who was in a marsh, as usual busy in liaisons, suddenly stood up, sensing something, and roared in fury.


    After waiting a day and a night, Luo En slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the old acquaintance walking from the darkness, lantern in hand.


    ��To have matured so quickly, you truly are far more excellent than I had anticipated.�� Hecate sincerely praised her own disciple, her gaze filled with intense heat and desire, involuntarily swallowing.


    ��Thank you for your praise.�� Luo En half-smilingly responded, tentatively speaking, ��So, how about we make a deal, coexist peacefully, what do you think?��


    ��I��d like that too.�� Hecate chuckled and shook her head, looking helpless but interested, ��But you smell so good.��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En sighed in resignation.


    ��I knew you didn��t mean well.��


    ��Children differentiate between good and bad, right and wrong; adults only see advantages and disadvantages.��


    Hecate smiled as she spoke, earnestly educating her disciple.


    ��Indeed.�� Luo En nodded as if he agreed with the logic, then abruptly threw a pebble toward the corner.


    Accompanied by a crisp sound, a young girl who had been awakened from her sleep opened her eyes to see Hecate emerging from the cave, struggling while displaying an expression of desperate joy.


    ��Teacher, save me!��


    ��Melinoe?��


    Upon seeing her disciple tied to the corner pillar, Hecate paused momentarily, then looked astonished at her own disciple.


    ��She��s actually in your hands!��


    Since the turmoil in Elysian Fields had occurred, Melinoe, who should have been under her supervision, had disappeared.


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 Chapter 413: 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox_2

    Chapter 413: Chapter 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox_2


    Although various clues indicated that the girl had secretly escaped on her own, as a guardian, the disappearance of the daughter of the Underworld King was not something she could easily excuse herself from.


    At first, she thought that Hades and Persephone, being overly devoted parents, had hidden Melinoe away, so she tried several times to get close to them in an attempt to discover Melinoe��s whereabouts.


    However, after digging up the entire Netherworld, even searching through Persephone��s garden thoroughly, she still couldn��t find any trace of Melinoe.


    It turned out that the girl wasn��t in the Netherworld at all, but had been abducted to the present world by the young man before her.


    At that moment, a main culprit pulled out the seized ��Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction�� and held it against Melinoe��s pale neck, smiling amiably at Hecate.


    ��Master, you wouldn��t want the Underworld King��s daughter to come to harm in your hands, would you?��@@@@


    ��Do you think having her lets you blackmail me?�� Hecate retorted with a smile, dismissively, ��She��s Hades��s daughter. What does she have to do with me?��


    Luo En didn��t waste words; he slightly intensified his grip, and the bent blade of the ��Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction�� carved a blood trail on Melinoe��s neck.


    ��Stop!�� Seeing that the other side seemed really about to proceed harshly, Hecate hurriedly intervened, her face a mix of annoyance and resentment, ��Using my disciple to threaten me, don��t you think that��s a bit despicable?��


    ��Kids worry about noble and despicable, adults only consider pros and cons, isn��t that what you��ve said?��


    Luo En looked at Hecate, his eyes mocking.


    ��How about it, I��ve learned quite well, haven��t I?��


    ��...��


    Caught off-guard by her own teachings, Hecate was at a loss for words, only managing to waves her hands in displeasure.


    ��Speak, what do you want?��


    ��It��s simple, we negotiate...��


    Just as Luo En began to speak, he felt a wind behind his head, and his body flew out a hundred-some meters as if struck by lightning.


    And the Netherworld Goddess, who had been ready to lower her stance and negotiate terms, had unexpectedly appeared behind Luo En.


    Watching the bickering duo before her, Hecate realized she had been thoroughly tricked by her beloved disciple and grand-disciple.


    ��When did you two team up?�� she asked, quite curious.


    Hearing that familiar voice, Melinoe, who had just been shouting, instinctively shut her mouth and hid behind a certain ��good brother,�� firmly shielding him.


    Obviously, Hecate had left quite a few scars in her young mind.


    Look at your pitiful look!


    Luo En lamented inwardly as he glanced at Melinoe dismissively before turning to look at Hecate tied to the pillar, answering with a faint smile.


    ��Since we were in the Underworld.��


    ��I might have underestimated that Underworld King and my own disciple.��


    Hecate, having picked up the underlying message, looked at her disciple and grand-disciple in front of her with a measure of satisfaction.


    ��You did well; even I was fooled. Congratulations on successfully completing your apprenticeship.��


    Luo En disregarded the praise, his smile ambiguous as he focused on the restless wrists behind the pillar, speaking hauntingly.


    ��Don��t waste your efforts; this pair of shackles was specially prepared for you; escaping won��t be so easy.��


    His ploys to stall for time and divert attention fully seen through, Hecate, repeatedly struggling in vain, felt very deflated and somewhat resignedly lowered her somewhat swollen wrists, looking resentfully at Melinoe nearby.


    ��To think I wanted to save you, yet you ended up stabbing me in the back; all my trust in you as a teacher was in vain.��


    Her own ��Pathway�� authority, capable of offense and defense, would have prevented any closeness if not for insider information, even if the young rascal before her wanted to set a trap.


    Clearly, before coming to War God Mountain, the secrets she bore had been thoroughly exposed.


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 Chapter 414: 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox_3

    Chapter 414: Chapter 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox_3


    ��Enough with that, you��re just afraid of the Underworld King and Queen of the Underworld holding you accountable. If you really cared so much for Melinoe, why didn��t you send her back to her parents?��


    Luo En snorted coldly as he tore through Hecate��s emotional ploy and casually tossed a Gorgoneion Emblem to Melinoe standing behind him, instructing her faintly.


    ��Alright, Melinoe, take this to Arima Cave, you can now return to the Netherworld and reunite with the Underworld King and Queen of the Underworld.��


    Saying this, he didn��t hesitate to open the barrier of the Sanctuary, sending Melinoe out.


    At this moment, Melinoe, who had been transferred to the outskirts of the City of Athens, felt the full release of her divine power within her and glanced towards War God Mountain in the distance. Looking at the Gorgoneion Emblem in her hand, she pursed her lips thoughtfully.


    One spoke sweet words yet always held her captive, using her as a hostage;


    The other often spoke harshly, but after achieving his goal, didn��t hesitate to grant her freedom, allowing her to reunite with her parents.


    It was obvious who truly cared for her.


    Once Melinoe had cleared her thoughts, she headed towards Arima Cave without looking back.


    ~~


    At that very moment, Hecate, tied to a stone pillar, feeling rather depressed after failing to incite rebellion, couldn��t help but grumble resentfully.


    ��You��re really willing to let her go.��


    ��As long as she��s out of your hands or your influence, that��s the best outcome for me. What��s there to be willing or unwilling about? Isn��t it better to do a favor by going with the flow?��


    After a moment of disorientation, a familiar scene came into view.


    The parched earth was cracked, the sky cast in a chaotic yellow dullness, with ripples of water flowing above, a few withered trees like the arms of the dead stretched out from the soil, growing on the barren ground, several crows perched on the dark branches, preening their feathers.


    In front, holding a lantern, veiled, wearing a long black dress with purple hair cascading over her shoulders, the road Goddess Hecate quietly stood at the crossroads, looking at him with interest for a moment like the beginning of a fateful encounter, gracefully extending her hand.


    ��Where will you run to this time?��


    Meanwhile, Luo En��s face didn��t show the fear of a dire predicament, but instead, a radiant smile emerged.


    ��Run? Maybe it��s you who should be running.��


    Immediately after, Luo En shouted into the dull void, under Hecate��s astonished gaze.


    ��She��s coming, what are you all waiting for?!��


    ��Bang, bang, bang, bang!��


    The next moment, the sky shattered like glass, ancient Giants, deformed Divine Monsters, fierce Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one terrifying visage after another broke free from the chaos, roaring as they rushed towards their Prison Warden.


    Instantly, Hecate��s face went pale.


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 Chapter 415: 283 Hecate, I Am Divine Now! (6k)

    Chapter 415: Chapter 283 Hecate, I Am Divine Now! (6k)


    Titan Gods! Typhon��s Demon Army!


    Upon seeing one familiar face after another flocking in the world of spirits, he was suddenly awakened and hurriedly constructed a protective spell, gritting his teeth as he glared at his dear disciple.


    ��Did you enter that door within the Elysian Fields?��


    Luo En smiled without speaking, his hand waving goodbye with a teasing air as he quietly took steps backwards, leaving the main stage to the deeply resentful parties.


    ��Click!��


    Within moments, the magenta barrier formed by the protective spell shattered under the continuous onslaught of the Old Gods, disintegrating into tiny specks of light dust, fully exposing the delicate and graceful figure of the Goddess Mingyue to the gaze of assorted demons and monsters.


    ��Roar~~!��


    Accompanied by waves of violent roars, several Old Gods, filled with grievances, dove towards Hecate, their menacing shadows almost swallowing all the light in the world of spirits.


    Old Gods, ascend!


    Great Ancestor, keep fighting!


    Sidled to the edge of the stage, a certain shameless spectator impartially cheered for both parties, his face full of schadenfreude and anticipation.


    Having infiltrated the Netherworld three times, played mind games with demigods in the Mortal World, and schemed among the gods at Olympus... he had done so much, all for the sake of today��s big scene, right?@@@@


    Regardless, it had to be worth the price of admission.


    ��Bang!��


    Just as Luo En had made up his mind to fully enjoy the battle between the two sides, a crisp crashing sound echoed, and the pure black sphere created by the confluence of countless Old Gods�� shadows surfaced with crack-like lines of light.


    ��Puff puff puff puff!��


    The next moment, intense and dazzling firelight burst from within it, tearing through the darkness that enveloped the entire wilderness.


    The shadows of numerous Old Gods emitted cries of pain, hurriedly fleeing the roaring flames. The previously sealed cage crumbled, revealing Hecate��s graceful figure.


    ��Kill her, and you��ll be free��go get her!��


    Immediately, under Luo En��s instigation, the remaining wills of the Old Gods mustered their strength and swarmed toward Hecate on the field.


    The chief instigator himself, meanwhile, waved goodbye and smiled as he retreated.


    As crazy Old Gods�� shadows surged toward her, Hecate could do nothing but grit her teeth and cope, helplessly watching as her easy prey fled.


    ��Run, you might escape temporarily, but not for a lifetime; I will find you sooner or later!��


    Hearing the threatening grunt filled with resentment from the wilderness behind him, Luo En sped up his pace as he swore under his breath.


    Absurd! Truly absurd!


    To think that so many Old Gods together in a melee could still let this woman bounce around like that.


    But soon, he came to terms with it.


    Had Hecate been so easy to handle, it wouldn��t have been these Old Gods trapped in the Elysian Fields dream.


    The Triple Goddess Nyx...


    The Triple Goddess Hecate...


    Her origin, after all, is among the supreme gods of the Dionysian Sect; without a few tricks up her sleeve, how could she possibly hold the title of Queen of Hell amidst the chaos of the Netherworld?


    Luo En stood at the edge of the spirit world, gazing back into the wilderness at Hecate, surrounded by the wills of the Old Gods, constantly searching for a ��path,�� his eyes flickering mysteriously.


    It seems the plan must be advanced.


    In the shadowy cave, the Gorgoneion Emblem on Luo En��s chest quietly flashed and hummed.


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    Chapter 416: Chapter 283 Hecate, I Am Divine Now! (6k)_2


    ~~


    Meanwhile, on War God Mountain.


    Medusa, who had been kneeling in the temple praying, opened her eyes as if sensing something, and took out the Gorgoneion Emblem with light patterns flickering over its surface from her chest. She bowed her head to gaze at it, her lips tightly pressed together.


    Then, she calmed her tumultuous emotions, stood up from the ground, and held the emblem up high respectfully towards the statue of her Chief God.


    Brilliant starlight fell from the dome of the Sanctuary, turning in Medusa��s palm into a golden scepter inlaid with patterns of stars and moons, adorned with wings at both ends.


    ��Clang!��


    As the scepter struck the ground, ripples spread outward, emitting a crisp and spirited sound, reverberating like the song of victory.


    ����The Scepter of the Goddess of Victory, birthed from a part of the divinity sealed here by Athena and Nike, was a symbol of authority more than practicality.@@@@


    Whoever held this scepter, as if Athena herself were present, could command the Sanctuary, govern War God Mountain, and make all decisions independently.


    Moments later, streams of light raced towards War God Mountain, arriving at the square in front of the temple.


    Goddess Mnemosyne, The Nine Muses, The Three Graces, the two sisters of the Gorgon Demon, the Great Witch Circe, the Sage Chiron, Echidna the Mother of Serpents, along with a great host of Typhon��s Offspring, successively appeared.


    After a long period of camaraderie, coupled with Athena��s intentional goodwill, they had begun to feel a sense of belonging here, sharing in War God Mountain��s glory and downfall, and were willing to heed the requests of the scepter��s bearer.


    In an atmosphere of deep solemnity, they waited quietly.


    And within the temple, Medusa lowered her gaze to the scepter in her hands.


    Originally, the best candidate to wield this item was Hestia, but the Goddess of the Hearth had fallen into slumber.


    As succession followed, Medusa inherited this mantle of power from her Chief God.


    I can do this...


    The young girl who once dared not look people in the eye murmured to herself, clutching the Scepter of the Goddess of Victory tightly, donning the armor of the Bronze Serpent, and with head held high and chest puffed out, she stepped out of the temple doors, solemnly declaring to the assembly of Old Gods, New Gods, Demigods, Monsters, and Heroes gathered before her.


    ��Let us begin!��


    Wait, hadn��t Hera, the jealous woman, just been giving him the cold shoulder? Why was she suddenly so affectionate?


    ��Crack!��


    Just as the Divine King��s mind brimmed with intense confusion, dozens of serpent-like Rune Chains shot out from all directions, binding his wrists and ankles tightly and securing him to the Divine Throne!


    In an instant, the hall was ablaze with flashing light patterns; each Chief God summoned their armor and weaponry, a chilling intent flaring.


    They were going to rebel!


    Looking at the fully armed and ready gods in the room, Zeus��s mind thundered with shock, his expression changing drastically.


    And with that, the flames of rebellion were officially ignited on Olympus.


    At the same time, another battlefield entered the most intense phase of the conflict.


    In the chaotic golden world of thought, silhouette after silhouette of the Old Gods charged one after another at the Queen of Hell, who commanded the Netherworld, attempting to fully regain their freedom.


    But against such absolute oppressive force, their resistance was nothing but a futile struggle, like moths to the flame.


    ��Boom, boom, boom, boom!��


    Ancient Giants, deformed Divine Monsters, ferocious Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one after another, their menacing silhouettes collided with Hecate, extinguished by her powerful flame of Divinity, leaving behind but specks of scattering light.


    ��Begone!��


    Finally, accompanied by an enraged shout repressing fury, Hecate burst through all obstacles, reaching the edge of the wilderness and looking forward at Luo En, sitting on the ground, she let out a faint cold laugh: ��Run! Why aren��t you running now?��


    Luo En rolled his eyes at Hecate without hiding his irritation: ��I��d love to, but you��ve got to give me a way out.��


    However, the complaints from her unworthy disciple only brightened Hecate��s mood.


    As the Goddess of Crossroads, upon her intrusion into Luo En��s world of thought, she had closed off all escape routes with her Authority, to prevent the cooked duck��that is, Luo En��from growing wings and flying out of her reach.


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 Chapter 417: 283: Hecate, I Have Ascended to Godhood! (6k)_3

    Chapter 417: Chapter 283: Hecate, I Have Ascended to Godhood! (6k)_3


    The divine seal on her opponent��s body allowed her to track the target flawlessly. Therefore, despite repeated setbacks, she never truly believed she would lose.


    ��Stop struggling, you won��t be able to escape,�� she said.


    Hecate looked at her wayward disciple, who had no escape, and sighed, touched by a sense of compassion.


    ��Don��t worry, I only want that divinity, not necessarily your death. Just hand it over willingly, and I��ll do my best to preserve your spirit so you can be reborn,�� she said gently.


    ��Do your best?��


    ��Even reclaiming your divinity does not grant me power beyond Fate, so I can only do my best,�� Hecate replied with a hint of helplessness.


    ��Should I be thanking you then?��


    Luo En spoke with a smirk, showing no respect for Hecate��s gesture of goodwill.


    What a joke? He had fought tooth and nail to get where he was today, letting himself be used for someone else��s gain, as if he were a fool?


    Not to mention, Hecate��s idea of ��doing her best�� was dubious at best.


    Even if she had a change of heart and succeeded in her plan, and he managed to reincarnate after being completely drained by Hecate, just the thought of losing his power and starting from scratch, living a life dependent on others and filled with constant fear, was unbearable for Luo En.


    Sensing her disciple��s resistance, Hecate��s tone softened further.


    ��What if I make you one of my lesser deities? Would that compensate enough?�� she offered.


    ��It sounds quite good,�� he said.


    Luo En nodded, seemingly persuaded by the generous offer. However, his eyes twinkled mischievously as he spoke with a hint of ridicule.


    ��But you seem in a hurry, which means you��re not entirely sure of your victory, are you?��


    ��...��


    Suddenly, the world overhead shook violently, and countless stars lit up in the void, forming the projections of eighty-eight constellations. A vast ocean of starlight poured down, showering Luo En.


    Bathed in the starlight, Luo En seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, his aura rising by leaps and bounds.


    Seeing this, Hecate��s face was filled with disbelief.


    How could this be?


    Realizing Hecate��s confusion, Luo En asked meaningfully.


    ��Do you know what day it is today?��


    ��What?��


    ��The annual festival of the God of Wine,�� Luo En answered softly, then added,


    ��Of course, maybe it��s a bit early.��


    ��What are you trying to say?�� Hecate couldn��t help but ask, anxiety creeping onto her calm and elegant face.


    This feeling was terrible, completely out of control, utterly unexpected!


    It seemed like the die once held between applauding hands had found a way to escape her control completely.


    Luo En looked at his opponent and former mentor, Hecate, smiling as he spoke.


    ��This is what I learned behind that door in the Elysian Fields: If a thousand cats dream the same dream, they might change the world. What if tens of thousands of people call upon the same name, praise the same deity?


    Especially when most of the Olympian gods are absent from the Mortal World...��


    Instantly, Hecate realized everything, her expression dramatically shifting as the answer slipped out.


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    Chapter 418: Chapter 283 Hecate, I Am Divine Now! (6k)_4


    ��The Great Sacrifice! You shall ascend during this celebration!��


    ��Yes!��@@@@


    Luo En happily nodded, spread his arms, and welcomed the dazzling stardust pouring from the Sanctuary.


    ��Listen to the hymn of praise to the gods!��


    Meanwhile, in the City of Athens, countless residents gathered to drink merrily, celebrating the joy and the feast bestowed by the God of Wine.


    Hearing the shouts and cheers in her ears, Fedra, a wild woman of the Dionysian Sect, blushed with excitement under the firelight. She clashed the loud, lively cymbals and lit the torches for the night dance, inviting all the people of the city to join in the unrestrained revelry of their nature.


    ��I call upon Dionysus, the roaring god, with a cry of ��aha��,


    Of dual nature, Revive from Death, the future king Bacchus,


    Mysterious and wild, one with horns, of two forms,


    Evergreen ivy-clad, pure, and majestic, the joyful god, with a cry of ��aha��!


    You feast on offerings, adorned with grapes, clothed in leaves, celebrating every second year,


    Lush green grapevines crazily grew at Luo En��s feet; clusters of purple grapes burst open, filling the air with an intoxicating wine fragrance.


    In a trance, Hecate saw surrounding that figure were heads of various animals: Goat, Great Whale, Bull, Wild Boar, White Horse, Eagle...


    He had horns on his head, his hands were twisted with grapevines, and the shape of his feet resembled the hind legs of a goat, reminiscent of Pan��s cloven hooves.


    If Hecate had read the uncut version of the ��Twenty-Four Sacred Words�� and the ��Divine Chronicle�� from a certain secret sect, she would have been amazed to find��all these details matched with the mythic narratives in the Secret Tome.


    That is��Phanes the Primordial One!


    And Phanes was the deity who formally replaced Nyx of the three aspects to become the new sovereign, the divine spirit of the Orphic sect.


    The next moment, the [Great Whale] flicked its tail, setting off new giant waves and storms; the [Goat] raced, as swift as lightning; the [Bull] stamped its hooves, and the earth thundered and trembled; the [Wild Boar] unleashed a ferocious roar, charging with its tusks bared; the [Eagle] soared with its wings, whipping up the howl of thunderbolts and storms... Twelve divine essences, twelve incarnations, refined by a cluster of furnace flames, merged with each other, constructing a perfect ring behind him, like a radiant crown!


    The towering figure beneath the stars, standing at the top of the glowing staircase, slowly opened his eyes, the divine light in his pupils electric, reflecting the endless Star River and eternal joy.


    His magnetic voice, accompanied by the faint chorus of countless people, echoed within the world of the heart, poetic and commanding, majestic and timeless.


    ����Hecate, I have ascended to godhood!��


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 Chapter 419: 283 Explode Gold Coins, Ancestral Master Lao Deng! (4.1k)

    Chapter 419: Chapter 283 Explode Gold Coins, Ancestral Master Lao Deng! (4.1k)


    ��Buzz!��


    The air trembled as clusters of purple underworld butterflies frantically flapped their wings, desperately bursting out of Luo En��s body as if fleeing.


    Trying to escape?


    Luo En abruptly opened his eyes, and with a cold smile, he reached forward to grasp. Behind him, a golden wheel engraved with twelve divine incarnations spun, forming a visible golden vortex.


    Like a whale drawing water, like a wild ox drinking the river.


    For a moment, an irresistible devouring power dragged the masses of purple underworld butterflies into the golden vortex, tearing them apart into specks of light dust, and then devouring them completely.


    ��Burp~��


    A strong sense of fullness from the soul level made Luo En involuntarily belch, causing his spirit to become lazy and unconsciously relax the hunt for the purple underworld butterflies.


    Instantly, a few dozen underworld butterflies took the opportunity to break free and swarmed into the bound body of Hecate at the stone pillar.


    Moments later, the Queen of Hell, looking listless, vaguely awakened and looked up at her disloyal disciple approaching with a smile, her eyes full of defiance and frustration.


    ��Chief God status? You had chief god status before ascending to divinity? That��s completely illogical!��@@@@


    ��Despite being the god who controls ��Opportunity�� and ��Chance,�� you don��t even believe in ��Miracles,�� which is somewhat ironic.��


    Luo En scoffed, shaking his head while placing his hand on his chest, feeling the eternal flame within, mouthing silently.


    ��Thank you, Hestia.


    Indeed, the one who sabotaged Hecate at the crucial moment was none other than the Goddess of the Hearth in the Olympus prison, who voluntarily gifted him, the lesser deity, with the chief god divinity.


    Focusing too much on schemes only continually undermines the foundation of trust, leaving oneself to wander alone in the darkness.


    Finally, a crisp sound echoed in the dark cave; Luo En clenched his empty hand, feeling the lingering warmth and elasticity on his palm, stepping back satisfied, regaining some of his lost composure.


    Though he wasn��t up for eating now, he could collect some interest in advance.


    Feeling a fiery sting on her buttocks, Hecate glared at her treacherous disciple and huffed coldly.


    ��Indeed, I lost due to my own carelessness this time, I accept my loss, no complaints. But don��t be too happy too soon, even if you��ve defeated me, getting past Zeus and The Three Fates won��t be so easy.��


    ��Don��t I still have you?�� Luo En cheerfully said.


    ��My divinity, which I had hardly accumulated, was first consumed by those Old Gods, then you devoured a part of it. Now I��m just a shell, losing the qualification to be at the table.��


    Hecate, thinking about her consecutive defeats and looking at her shrewd disciple, sarcastically self-deprecated.


    ��Now, I��ve become your prisoner, unable to even protect myself, what help could I possibly offer you?��


    ��So, do you want to take back the authority Nyx once had?��


    The unhurried, sinister voice spread as if a demon whispered in the darkness.


    ��Though you can��t be the goddess of ��Chance,�� controlling ��Opportunity,�� isn��t there still the divine position of manipulating ��Fate��? Holding the factors of destiny, retribution, and causality, delineating fate and order, that was Nyx��s original power...��


    In an instant, Hecate��s breathing quickened, her eyes, previously filled with gloom and defeat, flared with intense light, staring fixedly at her disciple.


    ��Are you saying...��


    ��Together, we bring down The Three Fates; their authority could be yours.�� Luo En said, his voice full of temptation.


    In the Dionysian Sect��s ��Sacred Words,�� whether the three-faced Nyx or the three-faced Hecate, their roles were never meant to be the goddess of chance because that spot was reserved for himself.


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 Chapter 420: 283 Explode Gold Coins, Ancestral Master Lao Deng! (4.1k) _2

    Chapter 420: Chapter 283 Explode Gold Coins, Ancestral Master Lao Deng! (4.1k) _2


    ����Phanes the Primordial One, the first cause of the universe��s birth, called ��the One�� by Neoplatonism, sometimes for emphasis also called ��Taiyi��, was spreading these myths across the city-states of Greece, assuming the identity of the bard Homer.


    After meticulous planning for over a century, travelling nearly every city-state and human settlement, and accumulating variables, he finally transformed during the Day of Ascension to Godhood, creating a divinity more attuned to the God of Chance than Hecate herself, successfully turning the tables and seizing most of her chance-based divinity.


    Thus, his own great-grandmaster wasn��t unjustly defeated, doomed only to honestly generate Gold Coins.


    But as Hecate herself said, Zeus, endowed with divine fate as the Divine King, and The Three Fates, who govern the inevitable laws of all things, even in her prime, had to be dealt with carefully. Even if Luo En had successfully added his own great-grandmaster��s package, possessing the qualification to become the God of Chance, it��s still not certain he could shake the current two ultimate bosses of the Age of Greek Gods.


    So, having used the tiger to drive out the wolf, he still had to continue driving out the tiger after the wolf.


    Luo En��s deep eyes sincerely looked towards his former life mentor, his tone incredibly earnest as he extended an olive branch.


    ��So, great-grandmaster, would you care to gamble with me once more? After success, I��ll only take Zeus��s position as Divine King, and you can have The Three Fates�� authority,��


    ��You aren��t deceiving me?�� Hecate expressed her skepticism.


    ��Of course not!�� Luo En fervently assured, then woefully looked at his great-grandmaster, ��Originally, our goals aligned, we both were thorns in the side of those two, had you not insisted on fighting among ourselves, we��d still be allies.��


    Hecate couldn��t help feeling embarrassed and after pondering again for a moment, she clenched her teeth decisively.


    ��Done!��


    Hearing that definitive response, Luo En��s face revealed a satisfied smile.


    Being both split from Nyx, and sharing a common origin with The Three Fates, Hecate was naturally very familiar with their habits, authority, and so on.


    Using her as the forged blade was the key to piercing through that barrier of fate!


    As for what would happen after achieving success, there was one thing Luo En hadn��t mentioned.


    In the sacred texts of the Dionysian Sect, the position of God of Chance actually surpasses that of God of Inevitability. And in the true world hidden by the gods, chance also encompasses inevitability.


    Even if Hecate could successfully incorporate The Three Fates�� divinity in the future, she would only become the second in command under him.


    Thinking of a reversal? That wouldn��t be so easy.


    Luo En sneered to himself, then gathered his thoughts and steered the conversation back on track.


    ��Tell me, what is special about The Three Fates?��


    ��Being tied up like this is quite tiring, why don��t you untie me first?��


    Hecate��s eyes shifted, pitifully raising her hands.


    Luo En smiled briefly, then raised his hand high.


    ��Snap!��


    The clear sound echoed in the dark cave, as one side of Hecate��s buttocks, not yet subsided, bulged high.


    This made it symmetrical, a joy for those with OCD.


    ��Why? His strength shouldn��t be strong enough to suppress all the other Chief Gods of Olympus, right?��


    ��It��s not because of strength, but because of Fate!��


    Hecate answered indifferently, then looked at her still-confused disciple and sighed helplessly.


    ��It seems that you really don��t understand the terrifying nature of ��Fate.�� Simply put, even if you were fully prepared and had every advantage, the likelihood of success might be 99.99%, but Fate would allow him to seize that 0.01% possibility in adversity and turn defeat into victory!��


    Moreover, even if you had a foolproof strategy, various unforeseen events would arise during the actual execution, creating numerous flaws, thus leading to failure, giving that Divine King the chance to turn the tables!��


    Luo En, listening to Hecate��s explanation, murmured.


    ��This is simply unreasonable...��


    Hecate nodded her head, her expression saying it was to be expected.


    ��Exactly, some are born gods, some die before they are born, some live in riches and joy, some suffer from illness. Fate is just that unreasonable. And that Divine King who is favored by ��Fate�� will always thrive, transforming misfortune into luck! Wanting to defeat him squarely is like fighting against the will of the whole World, almost an impossible task.


    That��s why I��ve always avoided direct conflicts with Zeus and The Three Fates.��


    Luo En, unwilling to accept this, pressed on grimly.


    ��Is there really no way at all?��


    Hecate thought seriously for a moment, then answered with a frown.


    ��If you just want to defeat Zeus, there is a way.��


    ��What is it?��


    ��Cut off his connection with The Three Fates, and gradually strip away the ��Fate�� from him, other than that, there is no other way.��


    Just as Luo En was about to ask more questions, the Sanctuary above them shook violently, the stars wobbled, and one Floating Island after another began to crack, the entire space becoming turbulent.


    Seeing the world closely related to Athena begin to change, a ominous thought suddenly flashed in Luo En��s mind.


    Something happened!


    Hecate also realized it at the same time, her heart sinking, her voice hoarse as she spoke.


    ��Could it be, you��ve taken action?��


    Luo En stiffly nodded, then without waiting to explain in detail to Hecate, immediately turned stone into a sarcophagus, sinking the immobile mentor into the ground, and then leaped up, transforming into a dark Eagle, flapping his wings to leave the Sanctuary, descending upon the plaza of the Great Temple on War God Mountain.


    At this moment, the sky was filled with strange occurrences: clouds densely packed, water shimmering; the sun and moon appearing together, light shining for thousands of miles; flowers falling, flames spurting... Streams of imposing light interweaved, staining the World with vibrant colors.


    But no matter how they clashed or tore at each other, they couldn��t completely suppress the raging silver thunderbolts that filled the sky!


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 Chapter 421: 284 Sir, This is the way! (4.1k)

    Chapter 421: Chapter 284 Sir, This is the way! (4.1k)


    Meanwhile, Olympus.


    The once majestic Great Temple had fallen into shattered ruins, and rays of divine light intensely collided in the center of the broken walls, continuously forming dazzling auroras, attempting to disperse the surrounding clouds and thunder.


    Yet upon the Golden Throne, Zeus, the Divine King, with most of his torso and one arm bound by chains, still grasped the Aegis Shield with his free hand, gathered the storm clouds from the sky, and forcibly blocked the combined assault from the pantheon of gods.


    Even more, he still had the strength to manipulate the thunder, striking back.


    ��Boom!��


    Bolts of thunder as thick as water buckets fell from the clouds above, forcing the gods exerting their power to temporarily retreat from the brunt.


    ��Why? Why would you betray your king!��


    In front of the Divine Throne, Zeus, seizing a moment to catch his breath, furiously questioned the many rebels before him, his heart a mix of shock and anger.


    Hera, Athena, Poseidon, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Aphrodite... out of the Twelve Olympians, seven had turned against him; how did it come to this?@@@@


    ��You should ask yourself that!��


    Poseidon, who harbored the deepest grudges against his brother Zeus, sneered loudly and slammed his trident to the ground without hesitation.


    Suddenly, deep blue divine power surged from the cracked ground, gathering the aether from the air and forming dazzling tidal waves that roared forward.


    Yet somehow, this king, who was already bewitched, suddenly snapped to alertness just as he was about fully seated, abruptly shrugging off Hera��s assisting hand and freeing one hand and part of his torso.


    Even more troubling, they had preemptively killed three Cyclops and sealed Zeus��s [Thunderbolt], but didn��t expect that he had brought the Aegis Shield with him and had, using this defensive artifact, blocked numerous attacks from the gods, thus managing to catch a breath.


    This resulted in a stalemate.


    Sensing the resentful look from Poseidon, Hera��s face could not hide her displeasure; she immediately took up the [Heart-Seeking Bow] Corona Heart, transforming her divinity into a shower of arrows, shredding the thunderclouds gathering above Zeus.


    For a moment, Zeus��s hand holding the Aegis Shield trembled slightly, and he let out a muffled groan.


    Before ascending to his divine seat, he had sought to win the favor of his sister Hera by vowing to share in glory and dominion with her.


    As a result, beyond her own divine authority, Hera was also endowed with a portion of the power to manipulate thunder and storms.


    But the prerequisite was that they were to be a united husband and wife...


    With everyone rebelling in life and death situations, why could Hera still share his authority, manipulating the thunder that belonged to him?


    The injured Zeus was baffled and outraged, his words half threatening, half pleading.


    ��Hera, are you mad? I am still your husband! If you rebel with them, even you cannot remain the Queen of Heaven! Come back to my side, stop all this madness; I will not pursue your fault.��


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    Chapter 422: Chapter 284 Sir, This is the way! (4.1k)_2


    ��`


    However, what responded to him were the very thunderbolt arrows that had once defeated the Titan armies, accompanied by Hera��s disdainful cold laugh.


    ��I am very lucid, more lucid than ever before! I am sick of those old days, let whoever wishes to be the Queen. You shall no longer manipulate me with that, Zeus!��


    Zeus, in front of his throne, quickly raised the Aegis Shield to block the impending volley of thunderbolt arrows.


    But because the attack emanated from a being of the same divine origin, even the supremely defensive Aegis Shield couldn��t completely block the invasion of power, causing Zeus��s arm to ache and tremble, his internal organs to shake violently, and a thread of golden-red divine blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth.


    ��Enough!��


    The wounded Zeus, furious, suddenly grabbed the Aegis Shield in his hand and swung it towards Hera in front of him.


    ��Boom!��


    In an instant, a golden thunderbolt struck from the clear sky, hitting Hera squarely, the smell of charred skin and flesh wafting along with a suppressed grunt, immediately permeating the air.


    Legend has it that the Aegis is a symbol of thunder clouds; when it is placed in the sky, the weather turns dark, and when Zeus takes it up, the sky clears.


    Therefore, this divine shield could be used not only for defense but also for offense.


    The air crackled with a high concentration of electric charges, Hera, who had taken a direct hit from the thunderbolt, stood in a charred pit with disheveled hair, her pale face, trembling hands holding the bow, and a trickle of golden-red blood at the corner of her mouth, clearly severely injured.


    Seeing this, a ruthless look flashed in Zeus��s eyes, and he did not hesitate to raise the Aegis Shield again, pushing his authority to the extreme.


    The ferocious lightning, like a venomous serpent from the sky, snaked down, forming a dazzling silvery glow, aiming directly at Queen Hera on the field.


    If this massive strike were to hit Hera again, it would surely cause grave injury, and the force that threatened Zeus would be immediately diminished.


    At this moment, Athena, fully armed, stepped forward decisively, put away the Spear of Victory, and with both arms raised another Aegis Shield to block Zeus��s otherwise unstoppable thunderbolt.


    The Divine King Zeus��s full-powered hit slammed onto the Aegis Shield, causing Athena below to grunt.


    Realizing she had underestimated the divine might of the thunderbolt, the Goddess of Wisdom clenched her teeth, her arm muscles tensed drastically, burning her divinity and authority to their fullest, creating a glory as bright as a stellar explosion.


    ��Boom!��


    The clashing divine powers stirred up a terrifying Aether Storm around them, cracking the ground of the plaza layer by layer, violently shaking the whole of Mount Olympus.


    Both Athena and Zeus, locked in direct confrontation, staggered backward simultaneously, and each spat out a mouthful of golden blood.


    ��Aren��t you going to strike now?��


    Before the aftermath had subsided, a deep shout came from the settling dust.


    The watching pantheon of gods, as if awakened from a dream, immediately joined forces to attack the wounded Divine King.


    The gods, caught red-handed, looked towards Eris in the sky with gloomy faces and murderous intent, wishing they could pluck every hair from her body.


    But before they could act on their thoughts, two auroras as brilliant as stars also arrived, descending upon the outskirts of Mount Olympus.


    As the crimson and azure luminescence faded away, the figures of Ares, the God of Berserkers, and Hermes, the God of Speed, emerged.


    By now, except for Demeter, the Agriculture God, and Hestia, the God of Stove, the ten chief deities of Olympus had all arrived.


    Zeus, restrained on his throne, couldn��t help feeling overjoyed at the sight.


    ��Eris, well done!��


    Months ago, Eris was reported to have sneaked into the Sacred Garden and stolen more than twenty precious Golden Apples.


    Hera was infuriated by this and prepared to teach this unruly godspawn a lesson.


    Originally, Zeus wasn��t particularly fond of this trouble-loving daughter either, but considering her slight connection with Nyx, the Night Goddess, Zeus eventually intervened and saved Eris, then as usual sent her back to the Primordial Ocean to continue afflicting the life of the Sea of Okeanos, weakening the sea��s Divine Authority.


    Unexpectedly, his previous unintended protection allowed Eris to bring the three Hundred-Handed Giants to Mount Olympus at the critical moment.


    Indeed, as The Three Fates had said, he was the King of Destiny! As long as Destiny favored him, no one could shake his Authority!


    Zeus struggled to break free from his restraints on the Divine Throne, solemnly commanding,


    ��You three, what are you waiting for? Hurry and help your king quell the rebellion!��


    Upon hearing this, the three Hundred-Handed Giants roared low, jointly ascending Mount Olympus and entering the battlefield.


    Zeus then gazed somberly at two other figures in the clouds.


    ��Ares, Hermes, don��t tell me you too wish to join the traitors?��


    ��Of course not, Father God, I��m thinking of a way to untie you right now!��


    Hermes, the quick-witted god, immediately grinned and darted toward the throne, away from the most dangerous part of the battle.


    ��I��ll help too!��


    Ares, looking at his mother surrounded by the three Hundred-Handed Giants and his father bound to the throne, finally made a smart decision, following Hermes to find a way to untie the Divine King.


    Seeing the situation turn around, Apollo, Athena, and Hera, who were part of the rebellion, felt a sinking feeling, a look of determination flashing in their eyes.


    They were all in!


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 Chapter 423: 285: Lord, Have Mercy (3.3k, total 7.5k achieved)

    Chapter 423: Chapter 285: Lord, Have Mercy (3.3k, total 7.5k achieved)


    Crete Island.


    As an outpost where the land stretched toward the ocean, it witnessed the glory of the Minoan civilization, welcomed prosperity, and also experienced a crushing defeat in the war with the Kingdom of Atlantis, submerged beneath huge waves.


    As time passed, the scars of war gradually faded, and the island, after a century of changes, had slowly recovered its vitality.


    However, at this moment, the Sea of Okeanos, once a sworn enemy in the distance, had lost its former silence and tranquility.


    Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and fierce thunderbolts snaked downward, piercing the sea��s surface like sharp spears, continuously stirring the water.


    The blood-red setting sun cast sinister afterglow on the sea, as if the ocean itself was bleeding. Countless fish, Sea Beasts, and those of Divine Blood lineage didn��t even have the chance to scream before they were struck dead on the spot by the thunderbolts.


    With the surging seawater, a strange red tide raised massive waves, flipping the horrifying corpses over, nearly covering the surface of the sea.


    Flee!


    Accompanied by the instinct to survive, this single thought etched itself into their minds.


    Countless fish, Sea Beasts, and those of Divine Blood lineage from the Sea of Okeanos, carried by the huge waves, fled in panic, trying to reach the nearby deserted islands and land, escaping the unusually dangerous sea.


    However, by the time the herds of sea creatures reached the nearest Crete Island, they were entirely stunned to find that this land, once hostile to the sea, had also become unrecognizable.


    The raging rivers had long since dried up, their beds broken apart, revealing dark voids, while the fertile land on the plains dissolved inch by inch in the onslaught of the red and black Aether Storm.


    Sandstorms raged, all greenery and vitality ceased to exist, and from the gaping fissures in the earth, wild torrents burst forth. Panic-stricken animals and Magic Beasts flooded into the ruins of Knossos City, gathering around the towering Great Temple.


    Moments later, the entire Crete Island had become an expanse of water, and the only remaining Great Temple, like an isolated island floating atop the deep sea, saw the few fortunate animals and Magic Beasts that managed to take refuge there trembling at the sudden apocalyptic disaster.


    Puh, puh, puh, puh!


    But soon, the four corners of the temple��s high platform were leveled by a new Aether Storm, and the hundred-odd animals and Magic Beasts on the outskirts exploded into clouds of blood mist, crushed into a pulp, while statues of owls about to take flight turned to dust.


    The scene before them also drove the animals and Magic Beasts to despair; they frantically squeezed into the Great Temple, hoping for some divine protection.


    But the Great Temple had long since fallen into decay, and the Great Mother Goddess had long since departed.


    The spark of belief no longer existed, the deities no longer watched over this land, and no miracle that the beasts desired would occur.


    As the crimson Aether Storm swept through mercilessly, the temple��s bricks and stones were disassembled, inch by inch, and the exposed beasts instantly dissolved in the terrible halo.


    Their futile struggles only prolonged their dying breaths by a few minutes.


    Meanwhile, in Athens.


    The old and weak, who had retreated to corners of valleys and walls, were brimming with despair in their eyes, and within that despair, was a gathering of prayers.


    Above their heads, the sky��s barrier was thinly luminous, the twinkling stars obscuring the Sun��s brilliance, clearly visible, meteorites fell from the Star Sea, fiercely burning as they struck Greece in various places, bringing intense explosions and tremors...


    In front of them, the Acropolis of Athens was littered with horrific marks, already riddled with holes, with a third of the walls and areas collapsed and succumbed.


    And the scene outside the city was even more horrifying to behold.


    The wilderness, a visage scarred;


    Buildings, belching thick smoke;@@@@


    Brick walls, torn asunder, collapsing...


    Crimson Aether Storms swept through, and the sporadic resistance soon crumbled with creaking noises, becoming playthings in the giants�� grasp, ripped to shreds.


    Through the dense smoke and flames filling the sky, looking into the distance, the land seemed as fragile as cardboard, crisscrossed with miles of fissures, their depths unseen...


    Mount Etna and other volcanoes erupted in fury, their ash scattering into the sky, dark-red lava spilling forth unchecked, melting all life in its path...


    Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae, and other coastal cities have been inundated by the flood, submerged in a vast ocean, with frenzied Sea Beasts charging ashore, sparking turmoil...


    Thebe, Arcadia, Calydon, and other forest-covered regions witnessed hordes of Magic Beasts fleeing their habitats, rushing towards human cities, venting their fear and panic through destruction and slaughter...


    In this land, he had borne censure, endured exile, but still he responded with kindness to their prayers, blessing the living and protecting feeble lambs from harm.


    ��Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!��


    At the same time, several flares like furnace fire lit up on the altars dedicated to Dionysus in various city-states. The golden halos formed impenetrable barriers, warding off magic beasts from the wilds, giant waves from the sea, and storms from the sky, allowing the terrified lambs a moment to breathe.


    But the catastrophe in the sky continued, the fury of the gods had not subsided, and a strong unease still weighed heavy on their hearts.


    Prayer became the only thing they could do.


    Lord of Delight, please bestow your mercy upon this troubled world once more, grant us the Paradise of joy and relaxation.


    The helpless lambs knelt together, pleading in unison.


    The voice of one person, the voices of millions.


    The ancient words of consecration echoed among the crowds.


    ��Our revered king,


    may your name be sanctified.


    May your kingdom come,


    may your will be done on earth,


    as it is in heaven.


    Our daily bread,


    give to us today.


    Our joyful wine,


    let us feast on it today;


    lead humanity not into temptation,


    but deliver them from evil.


    May majesty, joy, and feast, accompany you;


    divine wisdom, divine power, and divine love, be with you;


    the kingdom, the power, and the glory, all belong to you.


    ��From eternity past, to the present, and forevermore!��


    The seekers of salvation chanted at the altar��s fires, sacrificing themselves as fuel, uniting their flames into light, converging towards the peak of War God Mountain and illuminating the dark night.


    In the square above, the Lord of Delight holding a golden chalice bathed in the golden torrent of faith, listening to the countless prayers whispering in his ear.


    His divine power and status were crafted by the faith of the people.


    Now, the time had come for him to settle the score.


    Luo En smiled wryly, emptying the remaining wine in the Golden Holy Grail in one gulp.


    Stairways of stardust sprouted under his feet, leading directly to the stormy heights of Mount Olympus.


    Amidst the calls of the lambs and the watchful eyes of the War God Mountain��s deities, the bringer of joy and peace rose to his feet and strode resolutely toward the final battleground.


    ��If humanity uses their bodies as fuel, their united flames as light, to hold torches for me;


    ��Then I shall forge a new Paradise here!


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 Chapter 424: 286: Blew Up with Old Zeus! (4.1k)

    Chapter 424: Chapter 286: Blew Up with Old Zeus! (4.1k)


    Meanwhile, Olympus.


    Above the Divine Throne, storm clouds gathered, with thunderbolts thick as water buckets continuously striking down, whipping the rune chains into dazzling sparks. Zeus��s originally weakened breath and divinity climbed steadily, while Athena, Hera, and Hephaestus, who were responsible for restraining him, had to guard against the thunder from the sky and combat Zeus��s divine authority, gradually becoming overwhelmed.


    In a chaotic square, divine power pulsated, Aether surged, and the mountain trembled and cracked under the devastation from both sides. Facing three formidable Hundred-Handed Giants, Poseidon, Apollo, and Artemis also began to face increasing danger.


    ��Roar~~��


    The three Titan deities�� one hundred and fifty heads let out a thunderous roar. Cottus, Briareus, and the belligerent Gyes swung their massive hands, materializing boulders with divine power and hurling them one after another, overwhelming their opponents with a fierce onslaught.


    Facing this formidable attack, Apollo, Artemis, and Poseidon dared not directly confront their sharp edges, only managing to steer their bronze chariots desperately to dodge the relentless barrage of boulders.


    ��Boom boom boom boom!��


    For a moment, the boulders thrown by the Hundred-Handed Giants passed through the starlight, the friction with the air creating dazzling sparks, plummeting from the sky at extreme speed, as if a terrifying meteor shower was falling onto the mortal world. The boundless sound of ocean waves echoed, the ground thundered robustly, even the expansive sky groaned and shuddered. The base of towering Mount Olympus trembled under the heavy strikes of the three giants. Intense vibrations spread from their feet down to the gloomy Tartarus.


    The three battling Olympian chief gods also strove to strike back, attempting to turn the tide of the battle.


    The surging Aether flooded and swept through, with the howling of gold and silver heavy arrows falling in succession.


    The exchange of weapons from both sides caused continuous sobbing. Close combat, clashing, and collision sounds were endless.


    The battle was extremely fierce, having entered a white-hot phase.


    Therefore, the unfortunate Poseidon inevitably ended up being brutally hammered.


    And with the defeat of the Sea King, the unobstructed Briareus immediately stepped forward, hurling his massive club toward Hephaestus.


    Although a Hundred-Handed Giant, known for their strength, the leader Briareus uncommonly possessed wisdom, understanding observation and thinking, easily seizing the key point of attack.


    Suddenly, the God of Craftsmanship, caught between two fires, unexpectedly was struck down, instinctively loosening his control over the Divine Throne and the chains.


    Zeus immediately seized the opportunity, summoning the thunderbolt to shatter the shackles on his body, completely successfully breaking free.


    ��A bunch of treasonous wretches, daring to betray me!��


    With the tables turned, the Divine King��s chest instantly filled with excitement, no longer suppressing the agitation within, gritting his teeth as he vented his fury at the rebels before him.


    His eyes intensely illuminated, his hands waving forward, continuously hurling thunderbolts, lightning bolts directly hitting their targets with violent explosions, leading flames swirling everywhere, overwhelmingly intense��the ground where the rebellious chief gods stood thundered robustly, burning incessantly, pieces of rock harder than refined steel turned to dust, leaving only patches of charred craters.


    In the forefront, Athena raised the Aegis high, trying her utmost to block, while Hera fired a rain of thunderbolts from her Heart-seeking Bow for support from behind.


    But as the fierce lightning continuously smashed onto the shield, emitting deafening roars, the two slender figures gradually bent under the pressure.


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    Chapter 425: Chapter 286: A Major Fight with Old Zeus! (4.1k)_2


    Even the Aegis Shield itself, which could effectively isolate thunderbolts, began to emit a groan of being overwhelmed and faint cracks appeared.


    ��Damn it! How can this old thing be so strong!��


    Athena and Hera cursed silently, gritting their teeth to support themselves.


    Seeing his own daughter and wife still stubbornly resisting under great pressure, with no intention of surrendering, Zeus��s anger in his heart intensified. He immediately summoned the Aegis Shield, gathered dark clouds, and hurled a thunderous lightning bolt like a waterfall at the two figures who were about to collapse on the battlefield.


    ��Crack~~��


    The Aegis Shield, already on the brink of its limit, emitted a tearing crisp sound, and the golden barrier propped up on the outside shattered, the unstoppable thunderous waterfall engulfed the arrow-storm of the Heart-seeking Bow, smashing directly towards Athena and Hera, who were at the end of their strength.


    ��Boom!��


    The ground shook violently, and debris flew everywhere.


    However, as the spreading dust dissipated, a tall figure stood upright in a charred pit, supporting Athena and Hera.


    Behind him was a golden wheel with twelve sections.


    The perfect circle seemed to contain endless light, so much so that even the invincible thunder could hardly erase it easily.


    ��It��s you!��


    Zeus looked at the ��prospective son-in-law�� who suddenly appeared before him, his heart filled with astonishment, and as he sensed the vast divinity within the newcomer, confusion and suspicion crossed his face.


    ��How did you become a Chief God?��


    As a familiar vibration of divine nature came forth, Zeus suddenly realized and his face darkened.


    ��Hestia gave it to you? Alright, alright! Even she is involved in this rebellion!��


    The stance of this prospective son-in-law was obvious in light of this situation.


    And learning that among the Twelve Olympians there was another being who defied him, Zeus felt an unprecedented anger inside.


    If the rebellion of Athena, Hera, and a few others was still just a grudge harboring dissatisfaction against him, then even Hestia switching sides meant that the rebellion had escalated to the point of wanting to overthrow the entire Olympus divine authority system.


    The legitimacy of his kingship, built upon this, was being denied.


    ��Lady Hestia has no intention of being your enemy.��


    Luo En honestly answered, defending his patron deity, then released the arms of Athena and Hera, revealing a demeanor of compassionate sorrow, and then pondered leisurely.


    ��And my visit is not to take sides, but to raise a reasonable demand��Your Majesty, the divine war has brought devastation to all living beings on the earth. Why not cease hostilities now?��


    Zeus, inherently suspicious, did not believe Luo En��s representation of Hestia��s stance, lumping both into the category of rebels with a cold sneer on his face.


    ��Crack... pop... crack... pop...��


    The world was burning, and that burnt stench signified that everything had been set ablaze.


    The entire Sacred Mountain of Olympus seemed to have fallen into a monochrome quagmire. Temples were razed to the ground, not just one, but many, spreading ceaselessly toward the distant horizon, the ground ripped apart revealing countless wounds like the mouths of infants, as though unveiling a bottomless abyss.


    And at this moment, in the square at the epicenter of the explosion, the surface was covered with flowing, crimson magma due to the high temperatures.


    Several bottomless molten pits belched out rolling flames of hell.


    Looking around, it was as if a cruel painting left by demons.


    ��Cough cough...��


    With a muted cough, Hermes pushed the rocks off himself and, with his heart still in his throat, looked towards the square where magma flowed.


    Luckily he was quick-witted; sensing something wrong, he had early escaped, so he was only affected by the scorching wind and heat, suffering some minor injuries.


    In contrast, Ares and the three Hundred-Handed Giants who had reacted slower, fared much worse.


    The God of Berserkers�� skin was charred black at the moment, his body covered in bloodied wounds, as he lay coughing up blood in the magma;


    And due to their immense size, the three Hundred-Handed Giants bore the full brunt of the damage, some with severed hands, some with severed heads, their original hundred pairs of arms and fifty heads nearly halved, the sight from a distance resembling a barren mountain of flesh.


    Of course, the most wretched was Zeus, the struck Divine King. His chest was blown apart, flesh scattered, and through the broken ribs, one could see the golden heart beating within his thoracic cavity. His once somewhat handsome face was also missing nearly half of its flesh, the bone-white jaw bones and the muddled bloody features exposed to the air, and one of his thighs from the lower half of his body had flown away.


    Just one look, and Hermes felt a piercing pain to the core.


    But it was just pain, after all.


    The Chief God possessed an almost Immortal soul and undying flesh; if their divinity was not destroyed, they could be reborn.


    And, accompanying the frantic writhing of flesh, Zeus��s maimed body gradually recovered, his half-black, half-red face squeezing out an angry and twisted expression.


    ��I XX##XX!��


    A rapid-fire string of curses burst forth, and just as this extremely wrathful Divine King wanted to lash out at the culprit,


    The next moment, the sea surged with furious waves, the sky shattered like coloued glass, ancient Giants, malformed Divine Monsters, ferocious Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one terrifying shadow after another broke free from Chaos,


    The Titan Gods! Typhon��s Demon Army!


    Zeus��s heart skipped a beat, his face undergoing a drastic change.


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    Chapter 426: Chapter 287: Where are the teammates? Save me! (5.7k)


    Seeing the situation was unfavorable, Zeus, with a numb scalp, decisively picked up the previously discarded proposal and shouted loudly.


    ��Let��s talk peace first! Everyone, pick up your weapons and prepare for battle! Everything, for Olympus!��


    During this time, he did not forget to bring up the name of righteousness to inspire his troops before the battle.


    However, there was silence behind him, with no one responding.


    He subconsciously turned his head and was shocked to see that the ruins where the defectors had gathered were now completely deserted.


    ��...��


    After a brief silence, an angry curse echoed through the sky.


    ��Damn it!��


    Meanwhile, in a cave somewhere on Olympus.


    The rebellious gods sat collapsed together, breathing heavily with lingering fear.


    After the great battle with Zeus��s forces, they were all injured, some even showing faint signs of damage to their divinity, putting them at a complete disadvantage and in need of a long period of recovery to fully restore themselves.


    An unexpected self-destruction by one fellow was also shockingly powerful, not only severely injuring Zeus and three Hundred-Handed Giants but nearly killing them on the spot.@@@@


    If it weren��t for the fact that their opponent had some conscience, saving both Hera and Athena in the process and giving them a heads-up to evacuate through a handshake gesture, they would probably have been buried under the rocks by now.


    Although the rocks and magma wouldn��t have been enough to do much to them, the Titans and the Typhon Demon Army that were next to appear on stage could have been a different story.


    The thought of the overwhelming, locust-like swathes of terrifying specters atop Mount Olympus made Apollo uneasy.


    Fortunately, they weren��t coming for them...


    ��How is my sister? Is she alright?��


    Apollo, whose mood had slightly calmed, looked across.


    ��Don��t worry, she just fainted.��


    ��Actually, about Luo En...��


    ��Hephaestus, everyone��s not in a good mood right now, let��s not talk about that,�� Athena quickly interjected, advising her friend, who, being the compliant God of Craftsmanship, reluctantly swallowed the rest of his words.


    Yet, he soon raised his hand again, hesitatingly speak.


    ��I have something else to say.��


    ��What is it?��


    Without waiting for Athena to object, Apollo, who had opened his eyes, took the opportunity to ask.


    Hephaestus looked around the corner, his gaze sweeping over Athena, Hera, Apollo, Artemis, and Aphrodite in turn, before speaking faintly.


    ��Have we forgotten someone?��


    ��...��


    In an eerie silence, the gods looked at each other, perplexed.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, on the summit.


    Struggling to reconstitute his body, Poseidon crawled out of the rubble of the leveled Olympus, and seeing the dense array of Typhon��s Demon Army and Titans in the sky, his brain momentarily froze.


    Teammates? Where are my teammates? This isn��t right!


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    However, before he could ponder too long, a series of thunderbolts exploded around him, attracting the Ethereals who looked at the Sea King with menacing and harsh eyes.


    Seeing the familiar figure darting into the clouds above, Poseidon��s face, pale from excessive blood loss, quickly darkened to a sooty black, and his furious roar echoed through the sky.


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    Chapter 427: Chapter 287: Where are the teammates? Save me! (5.7k)_2


    ��Zeus, you XX##XX!��


    But before the voice could settle, ethereals swarmed like locusts, venting their rage at being imprisoned in form and stripped of divine authority upon the Chief God of Olympus.


    At the moment of crisis, Poseidon made a bold decision, frantically wielding the Trident while summoning the authority of the sea to protect himself. Gritting his teeth, he withstood the onslaught of the ethereals and surged towards the thunderclouds in the sky.


    You won��t let me off easily, will you? Then let��s all perish together! If I am to die, so shall everyone else!


    Under Poseidon��s lead, the ethereals quickly found their true target, hiding in plain sight. With intense hatred in their hearts, they launched a brutal assault on Zeus, the three Hundred-Handed Giants under his command, and Ares, who had gotten embroiled in the mix.


    Of course, as a member of the Olympus Pantheon, Poseidon himself was also one of the targets of the ethereal attack.


    And so, a battle between gods erupted amidst the cursing and yelling of the three factions.


    ~~


    At this very moment, at the entrance of the cave.


    Seeing the blue halo flickering above Olympus, the gods finally lost heart and, almost in unison, averted their guilty gazes and walked deeper into the cave that blocked their view of the sky, intent on using their time to heal themselves.


    As for their ally Poseidon, sorry, but it��s every man for himself.


    Just as Athena was about to close her eyes and prepare for meditation, her defensive charm in front of her was pierced by a cold arrow of light.


    Artemis, just awakened from unconsciousness, gnashed her teeth as she glared at the Goddess of Wisdom.


    ��Why did you knock me out?��


    ��He asked for it.��


    ��He... Luo En?��


    The Goddess of the Hunt��s eyes lit up, and she immediately lunged forward to grab Athena by the arm, her face filled with excitement and euphoria.


    ��He��s still alive, isn��t he?��


    Their power was recovering, wills breaking free, authority regaining!


    What in the world was happening?!


    No one answered the Divine King��s questions, as the partially lucid ethereals, driven by instinct, launched one attack after another on Olympus.


    New Gods and Old Gods clashed fiercely, and the dreadful turmoil and anomalies spread from the Celestial Realm to the Mortal World.


    In a daze, countless lives on the ground looked up.


    They watched the fury of the gods represented by thunder and lightning, the old shadows of demons, chasing across the sky, colliding with each other.


    ��Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!��


    Meteors fell from the dawn sky, trailing a streak of light across the dark River of the Sky before fading away.


    In friction with the air, boiling dense aether burst forth into dazzling light against the night.


    The spectacle of the earth looking up at the sky was like a still oil painting, frozen in time.


    But the next moment.


    ��Boom, boom, boom, boom!��


    The sky collapsed, stars plummeted, bringing death and terror.


    The surface of the earth was on fire.


    The world was on fire.


    Buildings, villages, farmlands, towns...


    All that mankind might call ��civilization�� was being relentlessly trampled, destroyed.


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    Chapter 428: Chapter 287: Where are the teammates? Save me! (5.7k)_3


    The frailty of life was so humble that, in this sudden catastrophe, even breathing was not permitted.


    Lord of pleasure, grant your mercy once more.


    All beings trembled, knelt, and prayed...


    Yet this time, no one answered, the idols dim and without light.


    In their bewilderment, they received an answer.


    The supplicant who had answered their prayers and ascended to Olympus had perished.


    An unprecedented sorrow boiled and burgeoned in the hearts of the weak, eventually brewing into sobs and wails.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Thousands of purple and white thunderbolts exploded from cloud after cloud, meandering or striking vertically in the endless night sky, like dragons descending to the world.


    Through the faint glow of lightning, one could see the surging turbid streams that had completely submerged the coastal lands, the Sea of Okeanos reaching a height of kilometers.


    Hurricanes, one after another, swept diagonally across the surging waves, rolling and ravaging, connecting heaven and earth and reflecting densely with the lightning.


    The clamor and strife in the heavens ultimately drowned out all the noise on earth.


    In the deep darkness, the world seemed to fall into eternal isolation, and with the passage of time, it was continually twisted and altered by this epic divine battle.


    The first day, light and darkness indistinguishable, day and night unbalanced;


    The second day, the stars hidden, the sun and moon sunk;


    The third day, the sky lost, the earth in chaos.


    The thick etheric turbulence was visible to the naked eye, even humans within the protective barriers of the city struggled to breathe. Only the formidable thunderbolts traversed the sky.


    Forests were burning, oceans boiling, mountains crumbling; the sun and moon were already lightless, the stars all falling, presenting a doomsday scene.


    ��It came too fast.�� The prophet shivered uncontrollably.


    ��Take up the sword and shield to protect yourself!�� The ruler stood up fervently.


    ��It��s already too late.�� The scholars resignedly accepted.


    ��But surely, there must still be a sliver of hope?�� The living gathered in front of the temple, issuing confused and painful pleas.


    At last, beneath the bricks and stones before the idols, they saw the young tendrils of grapevines peeking out.


    ��Why should the righteous suffer, trapped in peril; grant relief, and return to the flock.


    The confused flock, like ants struggling in water, clung desperately to the leaf representing [hope], collectively blessing in the doomsday darkness.


    ��Lord of Paradise.


    You are my shepherd, I shall not want.


    You make me lie down in green pastures, you lead me beside quiet waters.


    You restore my soul, you lead me in paths of righteousness for your name��s sake.


    Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.


    ��Luo En!��


    Artemis cried out in delighted surprise, almost wishing she could throw herself into the arms of her lover who had revived from death.


    Faced with the ardent Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En could only give her a comforting look and then turned his head toward the ruin in front of him.


    The three Hundred-Handed Giants had almost turned into bare mountains of flesh, unable to rise up;


    The God of Berserkers, Ares, was a blurry mess of blood and flesh, slowly self-healing;


    The Sea King, Poseidon, turned into a mass of gelatinous seawater, struggling to move;


    And the final figure, though equally battered, was still clutching the Aegis Shield and could barely stand.


    Seeing this, Luo En cursed silently in his heart.


    Damn it, that��s outrageous!


    First, he was battered by seven rebellious chief gods;


    Then, he was unexpectedly exploded in the face;


    Finally, he was beaten by a multitude of Titan Gods and Typhon��s Demon Army for three days and nights; and now, this old fellow could still hop around?


    You have to understand, though those Titan Gods and Typhon��s Demon Army were initially just Ethereals holding a small part of the consciousness and Divinity, not very powerful.


    But with his death, and Hecate��s imprisonment, the Dream World of the Elysian Fields lost the support of Chance��s divine power and could no longer restrain their true selves. Thus, these Old Gods, over time, would gradually break free, regaining their former strength and Authority.


    And within these three days, the entire world would also show signs of collapsing as they were liberated.


    Because those separated Authorities and flesh of the Old Gods were the cornerstone for constructing and perfecting the new world. Once the cornerstone was removed, the world would also inevitably fall apart.


    According to Hecate, the original Prison Warden, without restrictions, they could form a physical entity with remarkable combat abilities from Ethereals in just three days; in a maximum of seven days, they could regain their peak strength, completely severing the shackles from the Dream World.


    Therefore, Typhon��s Demon Army and the Titan Gods could be used as a force, but they could not truly be relied upon.


    Even so, these Old Gods, upon whom he had placed great hopes, still failed to explode Zeus��s Gold Coin within the limited time.


    Indeed, as Hecate had said, Zeus, with the Heaven��s Mandate Protection, was nearly an invincible BUG, an utterly undefeatable King of All Gods. To defeat him, one would have to completely strip away his aura of Fate.


    In a whirlwind of thoughts, Luo En made up his mind and, smiling, looked up toward the sky behind Zeus.


    Among the thunderclouds, three goddesses stood side by side in soft, sheer gowns. One held a thread, one a ruler, and one scissors, their profound eyes coldly surveying the Mortal World, aloof and mysterious.


    ��Clotho, who spins the thread of Life; Lachesis, who allocates the length of life; and Atropos, who cuts the thread of life.


    It was indeed the legendary Three Fates, and their presence was the true reason behind Zeus��s turning of defeat into victory.


    In the world of Divine Era Greece, there was a common understanding that the Three Fates�� authority surpassed all others; neither gods nor humans could defy them. Even though Zeus was the King of All Gods who ruled everything under the heavens, his own Fate was manipulated by these three goddesses and was not entirely within his own control.


    The same was true for Typhon��s Demon Army and the Titan Gods; in the face of ��inevitable Fate,�� they could only accept their inevitable defeat.


    Looking at the three pivotal masterminds finally taking the stage, Luo En��s face lit up with a brilliant smile.


    ��So, shall we talk, ladies?��


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    The Three Fates cast an indifferent glance, their brows furrowing as their gaze landed on the smiling figure before them.


    ��The presence on your body...��


    ��The essence of Hecate...��


    ��The Divinity of ��Chance��...��


    Voices, whether mature, crisp, or childish, came one after another, belonging to three faces that resembled each other in features but differed in age��those of a mature woman, an adult woman, and a young girl��all wearing serious expressions.


    ��It was you who freed Them, who led Them to Olympus.��


    ��No, it was His Majesty the King of Gods who insisted I die.��


    Luo En corrected earnestly, then spread his hands in an innocent gesture.


    ��The previous Titan giants and Typhon��s Demon Army were my creditors, who had made a pact with me: once I was dead, they could come and redeem their promise.��


    ��Then why do you carry the Divinity of Hecate?��


    The Fates continued to press, with confusion dawning on their three different-aged faces.


    In theory, even if those Titan giants and Typhon��s Demon Army made pacts with outsiders, their will and Divinity would hardly break through the restrictions of the Elysian Fields.


    Because Hecate would maintain the true dream, letting Them continue to slumber.


    Yet the outcome was that the entire group of Old Gods broke out of jail, nearly leading to the disintegration of the whole world.


    This could only mean one thing��Hecate was no longer able to control the prisoners of Tartarus.


    Considering the scent of Hecate��s essence detected on this man, it was very likely that everything was related to him.@@@@


    ��I didn��t want to...��


    Luo En lifted his outer garment, revealing the Wheel of Hecate on his chest, his expression becoming even more helpless.


    ��But that Goddess Mingyue insisted on attacking me, and I was forced to defend myself.��


    Then, he paused, a look of relief crossing his face.


    Luo En asked without giving the other side time to organize his thoughts or to answer seriously, his cold laughter carried mockery.


    ��But you probably didn��t expect that I��ve already merged with this Divinity of Chance, and even if you kill me, you won��t succeed!��


    ��I didn��t, I haven��t, don��t talk nonsense!��


    Confronted with these forceful accusations and having a not-so-clean slate himself, Zeus could only deny vehemently.


    Luo En retorted unsympathetically, ��Then do you dare to swear an oath on the Styx before the Pantheon of Gods, guaranteeing that all of this has nothing to do with you?��


    Zeus, at his wit��s end, raised his hand to summon Thunderbolt in desperation: ��Shut up!��


    However, facing the gathering of the Thunderbolt��s divine might in the sky, Luo En stood fearless, speaking profoundly.


    ��Are you sure you want to kill me? This time, I can��t guarantee that I will Resurrect and keep my creditors at bay...��


    At these words, Zeus thought of the overwhelming force of the Typhon��s Demon Army and the Titan giants, causing his hand to quiver and a shiver to run down his spine.


    Not only him, but the other Chief Gods who had instigated a rebellion also looked somewhat troubled.


    The Divinity and bodies of the Titans were crucial materials for completing the World, like Gaea who became the Earth, Uranus who became the Sky, Old God of the Sea who became the Primordial Ocean, and the Titan God Okeanos who became the Sea of Occhanos...


    The World had been shaped into its current form, and a large part of its foundation came from those Old Gods imprisoned in Tartarus.


    If They all were released, setting aside whether the gods of Olympus could withstand the combined force of these Old Gods, the mere fact that They would siphon off the Divinity and power that currently sustained the workings of the World would overturn everything.


    Add to that the Divinity of Chance that he carried, which could counteract ��Fate��, if absorbed by the Old Gods who were his creditors, it would grant Them the potential to transcend the control of Fate even further.


    By then, everyone present might have to be buried with him.


    ��Have you thought it through?��


    Luo En smiled faintly, his face benevolent as he advised.


    ��It��s easy to kill me, my ability to Resurrect has also been used up, and it probably won��t recover in a short time. Now is the best time to act, but you might need to prepare to die together.��


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    Seeing the leisurely figure approaching with a smile, the Chief Gods of both factions simultaneously stepped back.


    The Three Fates, facing the moving humanoid calamity on the field, felt it a thorny issue and could not help but frown and inquire.


    ��What exactly do you intend to do?��


    ��My request is simple...��


    Luo En smiled faintly, then looked around at the Chief Gods gathered around him and spoke arrogantly.


    ��Either we all die, or I set the new rules!��@@@@


    ��Presumptuous!��


    Zeus, unable to contain his anger, subconsciously raised his hands, summoning the thunderbolt across the sky, aiming to punish the blasphemer challenging the Divine King��s authority.


    However, before he could act, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and voices mature, crisp, and youthful came through.


    ��Stand down...��


    Zeus��s body shuddered, and he sullenly lowered his arms.


    The Three Fates then descended from midair, coming before Luo En, and examining this audacious madman, they then spoke solemnly.


    ��So, Hecate��s divinity and authority now belong to you?��


    ��Yes, while I live, those Old Gods will continue to slumber.��


    Luo En nodded with a smile, silently making eye contact with the Three Fates before him.


    At this moment, Luo En looked towards Athena, who had spoken out, his gaze filled with approval.


    ��Therefore, I have a second demand: after the cessation, the gods should return to their holy lands and from then on slumber, only able to walk on earth in the form of partial spirits or avatars, spreading their faith with their powers limited to those of lesser deities and not interfering lightly in the mortal succession of kingships.��


    Although the rebel deities did not outwardly object, their faces were visibly troubled.


    Being asked to return to their holy lands to slumber, only able to walk the earth as partial spirits or avatars, with their powers restricted to those of lesser deities, was essentially demanding that they tie their own hands.


    Upon hearing such harsh conditions, Zeus scoffed and questioned.


    ��And why should we?��


    ��Because I am the Shepherd chosen by this mortal realm, I fight for the right of the beings you regard as ants to thrive and multiply!��


    Luo En responded unabashedly and then glanced around at the deities before him, snorting coldly.


    ��The mortal world is the gods�� pasture, humanity their flock. Alive, they provide the gods with faith, expanding divine authority; dead, their pure souls weave beautiful dreams, mitigating the Old Gods�� disasters, perfecting the world��s laws��they are truly the foundation of the new world!


    You have each incited divine wars for your own desires, causing countless people to be displaced and numerous city-states to face near extinction. Have you ever heard their pleas, have you ever cared about their pain?��


    Hearing this, some deities fell into deep thought, some showed embarrassment, while others remained indifferent.


    Luo En observed �ܧѧاէ���? deities�� reaction and then spoke in a subdued voice.


    ��Of course, I know speaking of this to you is like talking to a wall, so let��s discuss something substantive instead: the resurgence of the Old Gods has already reclaimed much divinity and authority, and they may soon spiral out of control. My power is not as great as that of the goddess Mingyue, and to get these Old Gods to slumber again and peacefully become the foundation of the world, we��ll need more pure human souls entering the Elysian Fields, collectively weaving beautiful dreams.��


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    But if the entire human population were to live under the oppression of the gods, spending every day in fear and trepidation, wary lest divine punishment befall them, how could so many pure souls possibly be nurtured?@@@@


    Therefore, for their sake, and for yours, esteemed deities, it would be best if you slept for a while, giving these sheep on Earth a chance to recuperate and breathe.


    During this time, I will oversee their care, shepherd the flock for you, and clean up the mess.��


    As the leader of the rebels, Apollo pondered for a moment and asked in a grave tone.


    ��How long do you mean by ��process��?��


    Luo En considered it, his eyes flashing as he provided a definite answer.


    ��Three hundred years!��


    From the collapse of the Minoan civilization to the beginning of the Trojan War was but two to three hundred years. Without the excessive intervention of the gods, he could accomplish much among mortals.


    Apollo and the other deities beside him exchanged glances and nodded in succession.


    ��In that case, we agree.��


    Through this rebellion, they had already witnessed the terrifying nature of Zeus. The proposal from Luo En, which demanded they bind themselves, seemed somewhat inhumane. But on closer reflection, they could see who the real beneficiary was.


    Limited to splitting their spirits and descending to Earth in diminished form, with power restricted to that of deities or less, it meant there would be fair competition at the same level.


    Zeus, the invincible King of Gods, was thereby brought down to the same level as them, losing the possibility of settling scores after the fact.


    Moreover, even if His Majesty the King of Gods was not reconciled and still harbored thoughts of dealing with them, taking three hundred years to recuperate, striving to develop followers, absorbing power from their faith, and strengthening their divinity would suffice for a qualitative leap in their power.


    Seeing that the matter was settled, Zeus, though seething with frustration, could do nothing about it.


    The rebellious chief gods now let go of their worries, beginning to scheme how they would develop followers and absorb as much power from faith as possible in the next three hundred years.


    Ares, who had just recovered, and Hermes, who had slipped back unnoticed at some point, also could not help but have a gleam of eagerness in their eyes.


    Before, as Father God, Zeus held absolute authority. In every grand sacrifice, His Majesty the King of Gods would enjoy the largest share of power from faith, which established his formidable foundation.


    But after this affair, Olympus would no longer be united; each of the Twelve Olympians would go their own way. Even Father God Zeus would find it difficult to command them as usual, taking from them at will.


    In turn, they could bypass the Father God, return to their holy lands on Earth, and legitimately develop followers and absorb more power from faith.


    If they could attract more followers, then they too might be able to enhance their divinity and their status among the Twelve Olympians.


    Of course, the happiest among the gods would undoubtedly be Poseidon.


    Having split from Zeus, the oceanic sovereignty that belonged to Occhanos would be his alone to develop without restrictions. The three Hundred-Handed Giants would also be limited by the ruling of The Three Fates and unable to trouble him.


    Everything had indeed unfolded as the young man had said; his position as master of the oceans had finally been reclaimed.


    Thinking of that bright future, Poseidon on land cast a fervent and excited gaze towards a ��believer.��


    Watching the chief gods around him, each with their own thoughts stirring and expressions becoming nuanced, Zeus��s face darkened even more.


    Almost every chief god of Olympus had a foundation for developing their own sphere of followers, such as Apollo��s Delphi, Artemis��s Arcadia, Athena��s Athens and Crete Island, Ares��s Thracian lands, Hera��s Argos, Aphrodite��s Cyprus Island...


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    But stubbornly, Zeus considered the entire earth his private property, so he did not deliberately develop his own sacred land.


    Therefore, apart from Olympus, the deserted Sacred Mountain, he found himself at a loss on how to continue infiltrating the Mortal World with his influence.


    It��s all this kid��s fault!


    Thinking that he, the King of Olympus, had been shaved down to a mere figurehead by this outflanking move, Zeus��s heart was brimming with humiliation and grief, his gaze toward a certain culprit so fiery it seemed it could shoot flames.


    Just wait, sooner or later I will tear you limb from limb and then imprison your soul in Tartarus to suffer eternal torment!


    Seemingly sensing that malicious gaze, Luo En turned his head and responded with a radiant smile.


    Then, as if something occurred to him, he tapped his forehead and spoke leisurely.


    ��Oh, right, I almost forgot the third thing, in three days, Thetis and I will hold a grand wedding, and I hope you all will come and show your support.��


    Right after that, Luo En looked toward Zeus with a mocking expression on his face.


    ��Additionally, His Majesty the King of Gods seems to have promised to be my wedding officiant. Make sure not to be late.��


    ��You...��


    Before Zeus could finish his sentence, he was so angry that he saw stars, his face turned purplish-red, and a stream of golden-red blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth, splattering the scorched ground.


    Having glanced at the wobbly King of Gods, Luo En waved goodbye to the Pantheon of Gods with a smile.


    ��Well, I have a lot to prepare and cannot offer more company. Everyone, see you in three days.��


    As his words fell, a pair of brilliant golden wings unfolded behind him, fluttering gracefully, carrying the Shepherd chosen by the Mortal World back to the land where he once stood.


    The long night receded, and dawn arrived.


    Countless figures in ruins, cities, temples, and various other places looked up at the first light of the sun, all gazing at the bright morning star falling across the sky.


    ��What belongs to the gods shall return to the gods, what belongs to mankind shall return to mankind! From this moment forward, this land, this new era, belongs to you!��


    ��With this workload that could kill an ox, what do you think?��


    Luo En retorted in a flat tone, then sized up Athena, who had undergone a drastic change in appearance, with an expression of surprise.


    ��Is this the body you��ve prepared for your incarnation?��


    To limit the excessive interventions of deities in the Mortal World, Zeus and all the Chief Gods confined their original forms to sleep in the Celestial Realm or their respective Holy Lands. They could only walk the earth in the form of spirit divisions or incarnations.


    A spirit division is part of their divinity and Divine Power coalesced into an Incarnation, acting with the same appearance and abilities as the original form;


    An Incarnation, however, involves preparing a physical vessel in advance and infusing part of their will and divinity into it, thereby obtaining another backup body.


    Each method has its advantages and disadvantages.


    The former is convenient for immediate use and easy to manage but not very stable;


    The latter ensures long-term activity but is limited by the vulnerabilities of a living body, with fatigue, pain, and battle damage all being felt in real-time by the spirit.


    Now, Athena��s original form had entered into slumber within the Sanctuary, and what she used was the method of Incarnation.


    At this moment, Athena spread her arms and did a twirl, then asked,


    ��What do you think? My new body?��


    Luo En��s gaze swept over her flowing purple hair, features that blended elegance with allure, and her delicately fair collarbones... then continued downward, eventually settling on a broad, white scar across Athena��s chest, and after lingering there for a while, he expressed his heartfelt admiration.


    ��It��s incredible!��


    Athena was very pleased with Luo En��s reaction, instinctively straightening her waist even more, those nearly bursting thunderous curves on her chest heaving, almost dizzying Luo En.


    ��Cough cough, speaking of which, this body differs greatly from your original appearance.��


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    Goddess Athena casually responded, ��This is a new vessel I created using the blood of the Gorgon Sisters and my own divinity, to make it convenient for me to walk outside and hide my identity.��


    Luo En observed Athena intently for a while, his eyes thoughtful.


    No wonder he always felt this face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before��the sample provider turned out to be Medusa.


    As for why it was Medusa, and not the Gorgon Sisters as Athena had mentioned, Luo En��s gaze shifted downward, settling on the prominent features on Athena��s chest, and he smirked to himself.


    To have fashioned such a figure for herself, it seemed you also had things you cared about, Sister Ya.


    Just as Luo En��s thoughts began to wander, a whisper echoed in his ear.


    ��You seem to be thinking about something impolite...��


    ��Not at all,�� Luo En denied outright, then quickly offered a noble-sounding excuse, ��I was just thinking that if you plan to use this body to conceal your identity, should you not adopt a new name for your current appearance?��


    On hearing this, Athena nodded in agreement, ��That makes sense, do you have any suggestions?��


    ��How about ��Sasha��?�� Luo En suggested with a smile, looking at the purple-haired, golden-eyed Athena in front of him.


    Athena gladly accepted, ��That sounds good; let��s go with that.��


    So, the Holy Warrior and Goddess Athena are now both prepared? From now on, they could shout the battle cry ��For Athena.��


    Luo En jeered inwardly, then felt a bit of regret.


    It��s a pity, the original Athena who rampaged through the Netherworld with unmatched battle strength in the LC spin-off didn��t mention a name, otherwise using her name would have been more appropriate.


    ��Speaking of which, even before the war of the gods began, you had me prepare another body in advance...��


    Athena, recalling various traces of the past, squinted her eyes as she looked towards Luo En seated opposite her.


    ��Could it be that from the beginning, you planned to restrict all the chief gods, including us?��


    ��The absence of excessive divine intervention is what really matters to humanity,�� Luo En nodded, revealing his long-held true plan.


    However, unexpectedly, the proud Goddess of Wisdom actually nodded slightly, openly accepting her defeat.


    ��You��re right, this time indeed you won, outsmarting me to this extent, even I must admit my inferiority.��


    This sudden change made Luo En somewhat unsettled, prompting him to quickly rise from his seat facing Athena.


    ��Ahem, luck plays a part, the greater scheme of Athens still needs your guidance!��


    But before he could fully stand, Athena pushed him back down onto the table.


    The goddess��s golden eyes narrowed as she looked down at the victor underneath her, and coldly huffed.


    ��Just won against me and you think you can go? Not so easy!��


    Facing the impressive presence, Luo En swallowed nervously and cautiously inquired.


    ��So...��


    The white silk dress slid down from her shoulders, Athena looking down at her subdued opponent, her golden eyes gleaming cunningly and haughtily said.


    ��This time, I��ll be on top!��


    In the temple, the air surged and the doors promptly closed, as the victorious goddess shed all pretense and launched a fierce attack, pinning her opponent down in a brutal assault to reclaim the victory she lost on another battlefield.


    The escalating battle caused the office desk to shake incessantly, several documents sliding off the desk corner and falling to the ground, revealing the gold lettering inside.


    ����In three days, God of Wine Luo En will marry Goddess Thetis in the City of Athens, and you are cordially invited to join.


    The gold-lettered invitation glanced by the golden eyes in the darkness, elicited a cynical chuckle.


    Thetis, your husband is truly remarkable!


    Immediately after, even fiercer sounds of battle erupted.


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    The next day, early in the morning.


    After having labored all night, Luo En stretched lazily and casually tossed a finished document from the table to the pile of files behind him.


    As he turned around, a breathtaking scene of a begonia in deep slumber in the corner of the temple caught his eye.


    The elegant purple hair fell like a waterfall over the snowy mountain peaks, and her skin, so delicate that it could shatter with a touch, still carried traces of a fading blush. Her exquisite face, charming even in its fierceness, was furrowed in distress as though she had not endured the previous night��s battles well, and her long legs clasped tightly together, instinctively revealing a defensive posture.


    A Valkyrie, undefeated in all battles?


    Tsk tsk, is that so?


    Looking at Athena who lay unconscious on the floor, Luo En couldn��t help but snicker and shake his head.


    That��s the trouble with virgin goddesses. Even though their experience is zero, they are the loudest shouters, always thinking they are tremendously strong before the battle starts. But when they really clash with swords and spears, they quickly show their true colors.


    Just like that, Athena was completely devastated overnight. She pales in comparison to the original Artemis and even to the equally-built lesser deity, Medusa, who could easily overshadow her.


    At most, this all-conquering Valkyrie might compete with Stheno and Euryale, the two fledgling lady ghosts, and even then, she might not secure a victory.


    How should I put it, there��s a great deal of room for improvement. She could learn a thing or two by discussing more with him.


    Just as Luo En snickered to himself, a graceful figure approached the temple from outside and gently knocked on the tightly shut door.


    A wisp of elegant purple hair peeped through the crack in the door, capturing someone��s attention.


    Medusa?


    With the identification of the visitor��s identity, a guilty Luo En jolted upright.


    ��Are you there? May I come in?��


    ��She��s my friend, no need to worry.��


    Upon hearing this, the skeptical Medusa hesitantly let down her guard and obediently exited the temple at Luo En��s gesture, going back to her pressing matters.


    Since the Goddess of Justice, Themis, the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia, and the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena��all prominent figures of War God Mountain��had successively fallen into deep sleep and the Goddess Mnemosyne had been exiled back to the Temple of Memory on Mount Helicon by the new laws of Fate, Medusa, an old resident of War God Mountain, had no choice but to learn to stand on her own.


    With her wedding day drawing near, she had many issues to resolve.


    Seeing the girl who once needed his protection now grow into a leader capable of carrying the responsibilities of War God Mountain filled Luo En with a sense of satisfaction.


    Then, after watching Medusa walk away, he finally closed the great door with a wave of his hand and turned to the Amazon known as ��Diana�� with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.


    ��Artemis, what brought you here?��


    Indeed, the visitor was none other than the Moon and Goddess of the Hunt, who was supposed to be resting in Arcadia.


    And this silver-haired, blue-eyed guise was exactly what Artemis had used to disguise her identity with illusion techniques when they had snuck into Cyprus Island together.


    Only now, Artemis had turned this look into her incarnated spirit form using her divine power, making it easier for her to walk the earth.


    As for why she named herself ��Diana,�� Luo En pretty much guessed it by now.


    Diana, also known as Diana or Dianna, possibly deriving from the word ��light,�� is the goddess in future Ancient Roman mythology who governs the moon, oak forests, witchcraft, hunting, and other powers. In late Roman art, Diana is depicted as a lover of the outdoors, roaming the forests and wilds armed with a bow and arrow, accompanied by a pack of dogs and frolicking with numerous nymphs in hunting games, sometimes traveling in a silver chariot drawn by two sacred deer. Moreover, she vowed to remain a chaste virgin goddess for all her life.


    In fact, this Roman chief goddess Diana corresponds to the current Artemis.


    Additionally, Artemis referring to herself as an ��Amazonian�� was not entirely made up.


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    Because, although Amazon warriors are the Blood Descendants of Ares, God of War, they are followers of Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt, which in a way, makes it her other Holy Land.


    At that moment, when her lover revealed her identity, the Goddess of the Hunt��s beautiful face blushed slightly, then she quickly calmed herself, a hint of melancholy flickering in her bright eyes.


    ��If you get married, I can��t come anymore?��


    Upon hearing this clearly life-threatening statement, Luo En immediately looked solemn and expressed his true feelings.


    ��How could that be! My door is always open for you!��


    Artemis, hearing this, her expression slightly cleared, but she still felt somewhat displeased.


    ��Then why are you marrying Tethys?��


    Looking at his angry little girlfriend, Luo En helplessly explained.


    ��I had promised to help her break her fate, and you wouldn��t want me to be a man who breaks his promises, right?


    ��That doesn��t mean you have to do it in person!��


    ��But who else would dare defy Zeus��s orders?��


    Luo En threw out an undeniable fact and then spoke softly and reassuringly.


    ��Don��t worry, it��s just about helping to make it look official, to cut off others�� thoughts and that prophecy, if she ever wants to leave, I will not stop her.��


    ��That��s more like it...��


    Finally, reassured by her lover��s continuous promises, Artemis nodded satisfactorily and no longer dwelt on her feelings of being cheated on.


    After all, she was still officially a Virgin Goddess; her true self was sleeping in the Holy Land. Even if she wanted to form an official marriage with her lover, she lacked the necessary conditions and opportunities.


    Marriage isn��t that important.


    Just like Hera and Zeus, even though they were married, they lived separate lives and eventually tormented each other, ending up as sworn enemies.@@@@


    As long as he is sincere to me and can often be with me, that��s enough.


    Artemis convinced herself of this, gradually letting go of the doubts in her heart.


    ��You are...?��


    ��Hungry.��


    Luo En, lying on the table, struggled to lift his head and squeeze out a smile, reluctantly spoke.


    ��Been busy all day and night, haven��t had a chance to eat, could you go out and get me something?��


    Facing her lover��s simple request, Artemis naturally complied without hesitation, quickly nodded her head, turned, and left the Great Temple to find food.


    As the Moon Goddess��s figure disappeared down the corridor, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief as if unburdened, then clenched his teeth and flipped the tablecloth.


    ��Aren��t you coming out yet?!��


    A pale, white hand emerged from beneath the table, resting on a corner of the table edge.


    Soon after, a purple-haired goddess with a curvaceous figure crawled out from the cramped space, satisfyingly stretched her back, tilted her head back to swallow, and then a mocking smile spread across her face.


    ��Your defeat this time, it came much faster than I anticipated.��


    Luo En expressionless, spoke eerily, ��Before you say that, could you wipe your mouth first?��


    ��...�� Athena��s face momentarily stiffened with mockery, then nonchalantly raised her hand to wipe her mouth, speaking to regain her dignity, ��Looks like you��re not doing too well yourself.��


    ��Ah, right, right, right.�� Luo En weakly nodded his head, then with a mournful face, showed an expression as if expelling a plague, ��So you��ve had your fun, can you leave now?��


    However, Athena just smiled and shook her head.


    ��This is my temple, why should I leave?��


    ��Fine, then I��ll leave!��


    Luo En said, without any reluctance, got up from the desk, ready to flee.


    Two Virgin Goddesses, one wanting to shamelessly continue in her rival��s temple;


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 Chapter 436: 1 Asura Field Player (4300)_3

    Chapter 436: Chapter 1 Asura Field Player (4300)_3


    Another incident was even more outrageous: to declare sovereignty, someone dared to bed their rival��s lover behind a piece of cloth.


    Such an exciting plot, and Luo En, the main character, found it quite unbearable.


    He worried that if he didn��t make a run for it now, he would be facing a dismemberment scene in the Asura Field later.@@@@


    However, just as he was opening the great doors of the temple, Artemis, having returned, held a food box with a light smile on her face.


    ��Found it!��


    Luo En��s heart skipped a beat for an instant, his peripheral vision stealing a glance behind him.


    Thankfully, there was nobody at the desk, just the tablecloth swaying slightly.


    ��Come on, let��s go inside and eat.��


    Just as Luo En was relieved he hadn��t given himself away, Artemis had already stepped over the threshold with the food box, heading towards the desk.


    Seeing his hunting goddess of a girlfriend getting closer and closer to the desk, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed the food box, and sat down at the desk first.


    ��I��m starving!��


    As he spoke, Luo En quickly opened the food box, took out the food, and started to gorge himself, trying to clear it as fast as possible and then figuring out how to escape.


    But before he had eaten much, a familiar sensation came from beneath the desk; he stiffened and felt like crying but had no tears.


    ��Her?�� When Artemis heard the true identity of the visitor, her expression changed slightly.


    To be honest, she was a bit afraid of the Queen of Heaven because of the shadows of her childhood, especially as the foster mother of the bride-to-be Thetis.


    If she were found meeting Thetis��s husband before Thetis��s wedding, as the guardian of marriage, the Queen of Heaven would definitely not let her off easily.


    ��Don��t let her know I��ve been here!��


    Artemis hastily warned, and then prepared to make her escape.


    However, just as she finished speaking, a plump figure came to the door and pushed it open.


    Those distinctive white arms through the door gap shone into the temple, causing the trapped Artemis to panic.


    ��Don��t let her find me, find a way to send her away!��


    The Goddess of the Hunt looked around hurriedly, immediately choosing her hiding spot, and dove into the temple��s only place of concealment.


    Watching the tablecloth lifted by Artemis and the slowly widening door gap pushed by Hera��s white arms, Luo En sitting behind the desk was petrified, his heart filled with despair.


    This was it, he was doomed.


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 Chapter 437: 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)

    Chapter 437: Chapter 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)


    Under the table, golden and blue eyes were locked in a gaze, casting the atmosphere into an eerie stillness.


    Athena withdrew her right hand from in front of her and casually wiped her mouth, revealing a calm smile on her face.


    ��What a coincidence, you��re here too?��


    ��...��


    Perceiving that familiar divinity, Artemis��s face shifted from white to blue, then from blue to black, and finally from black to red as she lunged forward with gritted teeth, reaching out to strangle a certain ��plastic best friend�� who dared to betray her to her face.


    ��I��m going all out with you!��


    The overwhelmed table trembled intensely.


    Oh no...


    Luo En, desperately holding the corner of the table with a forced, convoluted smile, greeted Hera as she entered the temple.


    ��Queen, what brings you here?��


    ��You��re marrying Thetis, and as her foster mother, naturally I had to come and see for myself,��


    Hera replied matter-of-factly, then waved imperiously at the light bulb next to her.


    ��Step aside, I have a private matter to discuss with him.��


    Hearing this impeccable reason, the innocent Medusa obediently nodded and left the scene, carefully closing the door behind her, leaving ample privacy for their conversation.


    Seeing Hera advancing towards the desk after Medusa��s departure, Luo En felt a rush of anxiety and quickly called out to stop her.


    ��Queen!��


    ��Everyone��s gone, what are you calling me for?��


    The Goddess of fair arms glanced back at the lover behind the desk and huffed displeasure.


    Under the scrutiny of the Queen, Luo En had no choice but to muster his courage and change his tone.


    ��He... Hera...��


    ��That��s more like it.��


    Hera nodded in satisfaction, her majestic and dignified face blossoming with a bright smile as she began to loosen the girdle at her waist.


    No way? Here? In Athena��s temple again?


    ��Hmm.��


    Hera nodded her head, seemingly very understanding.


    Luo En, seeing this, was instantly filled with hope.


    ��You agree?��


    Hera curled the corners of her mouth up, revealing a meaningfully deep smile.


    ��Remember the rules of the coercion game?��


    Seeing that subtle expression on Hera, Luo En suddenly had a bad feeling.


    The rules of the coercion game?


    ��Everything should be interpreted in the opposite sense, ��don��t�� means ��do��, opposition signifies agreement.��


    Reasserting the rules, Queen Hera, with a playful look, eyed her prey beneath her claws, her gaze flickering darkly, a hint of sadistic pleasure emerging in her eyes.


    ��And the more you resist, the more excited I get!��


    ��...��


    Under the desk, Athena and Artemis, after a moment of silence, simultaneously judged.


    ��Beast!��


    However, due to the sound being isolated by the small barrier, Hera above, utterly unaware she was broadcasting live this ultimate dishonor, became more engaged, beginning to tear at her lover��s clothes.


    Luo En, whether befitting his role or because Athena and Artemis were watching from under the table, could only resist while desperately trying to persuade.


    ��This is an office...��


    ��What does that have to do with me?��


    ��Too many eyes, what if we get caught...��


    ��Wouldn��t that be even better?��


    The fully engaged Hera wouldn��t take no for an answer, her face filled with the joy of breaking taboos.


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 Chapter 438: 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)_2

    Chapter 438: Chapter 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)_2


    ��Bang! Bang! Bang!��


    Just as a certain queen of heaven was growing engrossed in a coercive game, urgent knocking and a familiar phrase emanated from outside the door.


    ��Luo En, someone insists on seeing you, and we can��t stop them,��


    ��Who is it?��


    As the game seemed to have triggered a hidden plot, Hera turned her head intriguingly to ask on behalf of Luo En.


    Outside, Medusa subconsciously answered, ��It��s the Craftsman God Hephaestus and Tethys. They have come together to discuss wedding matters,��@@@@


    ��...�� Hera��s face, previously bubbling with excitement, instantly solidified, her body stiffened.


    ��Oh, don��t bother announcing us; we��re almost like family. I just came to visit Luo En since it��s nothing urgent; let me see if he��s inside,��


    At that moment, a rough voice came from outside. A somewhat hunched figure, dragging his characteristic limp, approached Medusa and reached out to push open the tightly closed doors of the temple.


    Behind him, an elegant figure exuding a misty marine air also stepped onto the steps.


    Hearing the doors begin to creak, Hera��s soul nearly fled. In a sweeping glance, she dove under the desk in frantic haste.


    ��Make sure they don��t find out I��m here; find a way to send them off first!��


    Watching the queen of heaven dive under the tablecloth, Hephaestus, wearing a full smile, and the bride-to-be Tethys, who followed, entered the door. Luo En, responsible for blocking the front of the desk, appeared utterly resigned, an inevitable thought popping into his head.


    ��Should we just destroy it? Quick!��


    The visible dismay caused Hephaestus to pause slightly as he entered.


    ��What��s wrong with you? You look quite ill, and your expression is off,��


    ��Ahem, it��s because the workload is too much,��


    Tethys spoke softly, her tone gentle, embodying the demeanor of a virtuous wife and mother.


    ��After all, I just came to see you and had no urgent business,��


    ��To ensure our wedding goes ahead as scheduled, I will definitely sort out these matters that need resolution as quickly as possible!��


    Luo En assured fervently, revealing his hard-working intentions.


    In truth, his arduous work was to stabilize the order in Athens, preventing any mishaps in the upcoming wedding.


    A labor of love, visible to heaven and earth.


    However, complications arose during the execution. Athena, Artemis, and Hera��those romantic debts he had incurred earlier��all showed up at his door, coincidentally mixing together, creating a situation tough to escape.


    ��Well, you be busy then,�� Tethys gently nodded, then placed the snacks and gifts she brought from home on the table, showing great understanding.


    Hephaestus, on the other hand, scratched his head in resignation, feeling somewhat dejected.


    ��Looks like we won��t be drinking,��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En broke into a sudden laugh.


    ��That��s simple, War God Mountain has plenty of divine brews, and there��s a batch of this year��s fresh brew. I��ll have Medusa take you to get it, I guarantee it will satisfy!��


    It wasn��t just him, the God of Wine, but also many core members of the Dionysian Sect who resided permanently in Athens; they were naturally adept at brewing, and their accumulated stock over the years would definitely treat Hephaestus well.


    Despite that, Hephaestus still felt slightly regretful.


    ��Even with good wine, it��s only enjoyable when drunk with the right company,��


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 Chapter 439: 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)_3

    Chapter 439: Chapter 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)_3


    ��That won��t be a problem. Several of the new teachers recruited at the Academy of Athens are quite talented in forging, and if you��re interested, Chiron would be happy to show you around.��


    ��Chiron? The legendary Centaur Sage?��


    Hephaestus��s interest was piqued immediately, and Luo En nodded with a smile.


    ��Exactly.��


    ��I��ve long heard of his great reputation, today is a good day to have a chat with him.��


    ��I��ll have Medusa and the others take you to the wine cellar first to pick out some fine wines, then lead the way for you. If you get drunk, just stay the night on the mountain.��


    Having made proper arrangements for the God of Craftsmanship, Luo En then turned his attention to Tethys standing beside him and spoke softly.


    ��Since you��re here, why not go see Astraea? She��s been talking about you lately.��


    ��Hmm, I��ve been missing that child too.��


    Tethys nodded gently, a nostalgic smile spreading across her elegant face.


    Back then, she and Luo En had been chased everywhere by the Goddess of Discord, Eris, and The Furies. If it hadn��t been for the timely help of the kindhearted second-generation Goddess of Justice, Astraea, who also took them to seek aid from Themis, Tethys might have died at sea from the Mark of Vengeance, on the waters of the Sea of Okeanos.


    It was then that her relationship with Luo En had rapidly heated up.


    In some ways, Astraea was like the little God of Love who had facilitated their marriage.


    ��Alright, you go ahead and have a look around; we can talk more once I��m done with these things.��


    Luo En waved his hand, and Tethys and Hephaestus, led by Medusa, nodded knowingly and left.


    Luo En��s eyelid twitched, and he stepped back, turning to Athena and chuckling for help.


    ��We should consider the propriety of the Temple, shouldn��t we?��


    ��Why are you looking at me? This is Athena��s Temple, what does it have to do with me, Sasha?��


    ��Sasha,�� with her purple hair and golden eyes, spoke innocently, tracing Hermes Script in the air and constructing a tight barrier.


    Luo En was left speechless, finally turning his earnest gaze to the queen of marriage.


    ��Tethys and I are about to get married.��


    ��Isn��t that two days from now?��


    Hera spoke faintly, blocking the last gap, her fingers severing the only covering on her prey.


    The Goddess sworn to protect chastity had forsaken her vows;


    The Goddess who couldn��t tolerate desecration had offered her own Temple;


    The Goddess intent on justifying marriage was indulging in the thrill of taboo...


    It was clear that the three now-dirty Goddesses, after experiencing a situation of candid confession, had become closely bonded by holding each other��s secrets, forming a stable triangle of shared interests, agreeing to partake of the prey together.


    Confronted with such a despicable scene of collusion, the cornered victim raised his hands in tragic surrender, facing his cruel Fate.


    A sacrilegious feast began violently within the sanctified hall of the Temple.


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 Chapter 440: 3 Dedicated to the Most Beautiful Goddess! (Synopsis Reclaimed 1/2)

    Chapter 440: Chapter 3 Dedicated to the Most Beautiful Goddess! (Synopsis Reclaimed 1/2)


    In the following two days, as the wedding day approached, the entirety of Athens was immersed in an increasingly rich and festive atmosphere, with the entertainment-loving and lively Athenians enjoying the peace that came after the divine war.


    Different delegations from various city-states, regions, and divine-blood families gathered one after another, spending their time touring the cultural center of Athens while waiting to celebrate the wedding of the shepherd atop War God Mountain.


    In contrast, War God Mountain, as the wedding planner, seemed much busier. The Three Graces were responsible for the reception of guests, The Nine Muses oversaw the internal coordination, Medusa led the Gorgon Sisters and the power of the Academy of Athens to maintain order in public, while Typhon��s offspring, under Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, lurked in the shadows, keeping watch...


    As for Luo En himself, he confined himself to the Great Temple, dealing with an overwhelming pile of work. Except for essential meals and some meetings that he couldn��t avoid, he barely saw anyone else.


    It seemed that due to the overly burdensome affairs that needed to be resolved, the overworked shepherd visibly became more haggard after just two days and nights.


    Fortunately, on the eve of the wedding ceremony, the long tug-of-war finally came to an end.


    After Luo En finished the last document on his desk, he threw down his iron pen and, under the watchful eyes of six behind him, which still held unfulfilled expectations, he dashed out of the temple like escaping for his life and ran all the way to the Academy of Athens. He jumped into the lake, cleaning himself thoroughly, inside and out.


    He then unceremoniously dragged out the sleeping Teacher Chiron from the lakeside hut and, pulling along this member of his makeshift entourage, they went to Hestia��s residence to prepare for the upcoming wedding the next morning.


    Meanwhile, during their busy preparations, the trio of goddesses, finally leaving the Great Temple after planning their silver party, arrived under Hera��s leadership at the nearly completed wedding site for inspection, taking on the roles of the bride Thetis��s maternal family on the spot.@@@@


    Because in Ancient Greek weddings, many of the preparations are the responsibility of the bride��s family. During the prep phase before the wedding, the bride��s side prepares the dowry, and the bride��s mother personally constructs the wedding venue.


    As the goddess in charge of marriage and Thetis��s foster mother, Hera still had to take some interest in her foster daughter��s wedding.


    As for Athena and Artemis, who were pulled in to help, they were making up to the bride in another sense for the ��usage fee�� of the groom.


    The three goddesses scrutinized the wedding site in detail, corrected some small errors, filled in anything that was overlooked, and busied themselves for most of the night with patience. It was only after ensuring that everything was perfectly ready that they left the site contentedly and went to the new residence of the bride Thetis.


    By tradition, on the evening before the wedding, the bride undergoes a baptismal ceremony, applying rock salt and minerals, bathing to purify and symbolize tranquility and purity.


    As part of the bridal party, they naturally needed to go and help or show their faces to dispel certain suspicions.


    Thetis, hearing the commotion, opened her bedroom door and, seeing the three members of the bridal party standing outside, greeted them with a sincere smile and warmly invited them to participate in her baptismal ceremony.


    The three goddesses and the bride entered the bath of the mountain in high spirits, spending the final night before the wedding amidst a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere.


    At the same time, a blood-red figure stealthily made its way into the wedding venue after sneaking around.


    Seeing that there was no one around, the intruder played with the gold-embossed invitation in hand and a malicious smile spread across the face. Then, with a flick of the wrist, a Golden Apple was placed on a plate left at the table.


    Under the moonlight, a row of inscriptions carved on the surface of the Golden Apple faced the entrance of the venue.


    ����To the most beautiful Goddess!��


    After doing all this, the uninvited guest satisfactorily turned into a streak of blood-red light and fled, vanishing into the dense blood-red mist.


    Unbeknownst to her, the act was being observed by an owl perched atop a tree, watching everything from above.


    Usually, the bride and groom would hold their wedding ceremony at an ancient temple in the area. In front of the Temple, a priest or a clergy member would perform prayers, beseeching deities for blessings and protection over their wedded bliss. Subsequently, the couple would exchange tokens representing the wedding covenant, symbolizing an everlasting promise and shared responsibilities.


    However, since Luo En and Thetis were both amongst the ranks of deities, with the real gods already present at the spacious wedding venue, there really was no need to worship before statues in a temple.


    Therefore, skipping this part of the ceremony, surrounded by friends and family, they walked over petals strewn on the ground to reach the cliffside wedding venue.


    On one side was the azure Aegean Sea, and on the other, the towering War God Mountain, with the whole Acropolis of Athens visible below, offering broad vistas and breathtaking beauty.


    Luo En and Thetis, hand in hand, stepped over a rope at the end of the marble staircase, officially entering the gates of the wedding venue.


    The rope symbolized their entering a new phase of life and embarking on a new journey. This also signified that the couple would work together to overcome challenges in their life ahead.


    At this moment, it was time for the guests to present their gifts to the couple, symbolizing their blessings and support for the newlyweds�� life. The gifts could be gold, silver, jewelry, fine cloths, or items representing happiness and wealth; there were no specific requirements.


    The straightforward God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, was the first to step forward and present his carefully prepared gift.


    It was a shield, thick, large, and finely crafted, with a triple-layer bulge circling the edge, shining brilliantly, complementing the pure silver straps.


    With five layers on its broad face, it bore a series of exquisite reliefs, imbued with his skill and craftsmanship.


    He cast the earth, sky, sea, the untiring sun, and the full, round moon. The many constellations were like floral wreaths adorning the vault of heaven.


    Moreover, the shield bore two bustling cities, rendered with stunning beauty.


    One city depicted scenes of marriage and celebration, with friends leading the bride out of her chamber, walking along city streets with dazzling torches, marching to the melody of wedding songs. The Three Graces moved quickly and started dancing joyously to the sound of the Nine Muses�� firm-playing lutes; the attending gods and mortals gazed admiringly and blessedly, perfectly corresponding to the scene currently unfolding in Athens.


    The other city was like an orchard conquered by grapevines, the reliefs on the shield having golden fruit representing ripe, purple grapes sprawling on silver frameworks. A boundless storm hovered over the city, with gods roaring and stars falling, highlighting the air of the apocalypse.


    But this vine-filled city was enjoying peace. People left their shelters to pick grapes. Groups of girls and young men, with youthful innocence, filled baskets woven from willow branches with ripe, sweet fruit and drank deeply of wine; among them, a young man plucked a clear-sounding harp, playing an enchanting tune and singing long poems from the ��Sacred Words�� with an expressive voice, sounding beautiful; everyone joined in the chorus, singing joyfully and stepping lively to the rhythm.


    Without saying, Luo En guessed that this city was none other than Thebes, which he saved during the godly war.


    Finally, the mighty currents of the Sea of Okeanos surged along the indestructible shield��s rim, with the outermost pattern representing Chaos barely visible, enveloping the entire shield and the entire ��World�� represented on its face.


    Looking at this exquisite shield, brimming with intense divine essence, Luo En asked instinctively.


    ��What is this?��


    The God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, responded with a hearty laugh and a proud answer.


    ��Dionysus Cosmos, of course, you can also call it ��The Little World that Surrounds the Heavens.''��


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    Chapter 441: Chapter 4: You Cannot Hold on to the Golden Apple (4600, two chapters combined 7800, asking for votes)


    As everyone��s attention turned to him, Hephaestus solemnly introduced his proudest creation.


    The material for this shield came from the very chains that had bound Zeus in battle before he shattered them. Although they were but remnants, the metal that remained at the scene had absorbed the divine power of Zeus and the pantheon of gods during the fierce combat, making it exceedingly precious.


    Therefore, Hephaestus collected these remnants, expending great effort to forge this divine shield specifically for Luo En, who was soon to marry Thetis.


    With his masterful skills, this god of craftsmanship inscribed the sun, the moon, the stars, and all phenomena of the universe onto the shield, along with two city scenes significant to Luo En��s life.


    By stirring the divine power and calling upon it with his mind, Luo En, as the wielder, would be able to reconstruct time and space within a certain area, unfolding a ��miniature world�� under the encompassment of the vast sky for defense.


    Theoretically, this divine armament��s performance was no less than that of the two Aegis Shields; only an attack powerful enough to tear apart the world could barely affect it.


    Upon hearing Hephaestus��s explanation, the gods couldn��t help but show their envy.


    Being compared with the Aegis Shields held by Athena and Zeus was sufficient to demonstrate the strength of this divine armament.


    As the recipient of the gift and having seen numerous divine artifacts, Luo En was also deeply moved.


    ��Isn��t this too valuable?��


    ��Take it! A weapon is created to be used!��


    Hephaestus unceremoniously pushed the divine shield into Luo En��s hands, then lifted his sturdy right arm and heavily patted the shoulder of the man who was about to become his ��father-in-law,�� speaking solemnly.


    ��Besides, I��m not giving you this for nothing. I hope you can use the shield to protect my foster mother, who truly is the precious treasure I entrust to you!��


    Yet, their offerings were noticeably meager, clearly exhibiting perfunctory effort.


    Without a chance to find fault, Luo En maintained a professional, courteous smile and smoothly completed the formalities.


    After the Olympus gods, the ocean deities, led by the elderly Nereus, presented their gifts.


    As true relatives, his father Nereus and his sister, Queen of the Sea Amphitrite, were quite generous, bringing numerous specialties from the Sea of Okeanos.


    However, due to their self-preserving actions during Thetis��s betrothal incident which had deeply hurt her, Thetis felt somewhat cold hearted.


    Therefore, regarding her father��s and sister��s well-intentions, she merely maintained a polite gratitude, their interactions tinged with subtle distance.


    Nereus and Queen of the Sea, knowing their fault, reservedly retreated back into the crowd after presenting their gifts, hoping that time would mend the fractures in their familial relationships.


    Finally appearing were the brothers, God of Death and God of Sleep, from the Netherworld, and Melinoe, daughter of the Underworld King.


    Since Hecate��s mishap and capture, this unrestrained daughter of the Underworld King seemed to have been thriving, strutting around with an air of disregard for all, with even the esteemed twin gods of the Netherworld merely tagging along behind her to save face.


    However, upon seeing Luo En��s vaguely smiling face, Melinoe involuntarily shuddered, hurriedly squeezing out a smile and cautiously approached.


    ��My father and mother asked me to give this to you.��


    With that, the daughter of the Underworld King waved her hand, and the God of Death and God of Sleep stepped forward to present their gift boxes.


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 Chapter 444: 5

    Chapter 444: Chapter 5


    ��Boom!��


    Zeus, having his defenses shattered, raised his hands high, and a fierce thunder interwove instantly above the wedding scene, forming silver swords that pierced the dark clouds, plummeting straight towards the ultimate culprit of foul mouth.


    ��Dionysus Cosmos... [A small world wrapped by the sky]...��


    Accompanied by a low chant, a thick, huge, and finely crafted Divine Shield was lifted. The earth, sky, ocean, the tireless Sun, the full-moon, and the multitude of stars engraved on its surface shone brightly like a garland adorning the heavens, constructing the outline of the [World].


    At the same time, the city��s phantoms of Athens and Thebes rose from the ground, and the ��residents,�� young and old, male and female, became visible, filling in the details of the [World], giving that realm life and vitality.


    At the moment the thunder struck, the people living in it seemed to sense danger, setting aside their work and praying devoutly.


    The overlapping voices sang the name of ��Dionysus,�� with a unified faith creating a misty, blue firmament above the [small world].


    ��Bang Bang Bang Bang!��


    The silver thunder that fell in succession vanished within the misty blue light rising from the surface of the Divine Shield, never reaching the figure hidden behind that [small world].


    How could this be?!


    Seeing this, Zeus was startled, his raised hands fervently swinging down, trying to further enhance the authority of the thunder.


    ��Bang!��


    However, before the Divine King could react, a shield that slipped from a hand spun toward him with the speed of lightning and hit Zeus squarely in the old face.


    ��Crack~��


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of a broken nasal bone, the Divine Incarnation created by Zeus��s Divine Power fell backward, and the golden particles of Divinity scattered from the wound like light dust.


    The sensation of a sour and painful face made His Majesty the King of Gods see darkness before his eyes, and he couldn��t help but shed hot tears, his expression twisted and filled with sorrow and anger.


    This guy, is he still the Chief God?


    Could it be a privilege given to him by The Three Fates, to mediate the world��s conflicts for three hundred years?


    The minds of the gods were abuzz with thoughts, reassessing the value behind the title of [Shepherd].


    Soon, Luo En, with a smile, clapped his hands to lighten the mood.


    ��Alright, everyone, no need to be tense, the little interlude is now over. Let��s proceed with the music, the dance, and the feast.��


    The Three Graces and The Nine Muses in charge of the artistic performance decisively played the harp and sang poetry, using their elegant and skillful performance to diffuse the tension from the recent violence.


    Leading with Medusa, the Gorgon Sisters, along with the crazed women of Dionysus under Luo En��s command and the priestesses from the Temple of Athena, pushed the dining carts, serving up one delicious dish after another and jars of sweet Ambrosial Honey Wine to the guests at the wedding.


    With dance, song, food, and wine synergizing, the gods gradually relaxed, immersing themselves completely in this luxurious feast.


    After all, they weren��t planning any mischief, and a fair battle for believers was more advantageous than disadvantageous for most of the Chief Gods.


    So, whether this mediator Shepherd retained the strength of a Chief God or was demoted to a lesser deity didn��t make much difference to them.


    It was that His Majesty the King of Gods, who was used to being high-handed, who had made a scene at the wedding, thus attracting the gunfire to make an example out of him.


    The gods muttered a few critical words in their hearts, turned to their cups and drank heartily, their faces showing not the slightest sympathy but even some schadenfreude.


    The cake of faith is only so big; one less bite for others means one more bite for themselves.


    Although Zeus, the King of Olympus, hadn��t deliberately developed the Holy Land, his long-standing prestige still posed a significant threat in the battle of faith.


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 Chapter 445: 5_2

    Chapter 445: Chapter 5_2


    Because of this wedding, the most competitive opponents had been kicked out of the game before they had time to be happy, let alone appeal on behalf of Zeus.


    And His Majesty the King of Gods, having just lost a Divine Incarnation, would probably need some time to recover before he could walk the Lower Realm again. Meanwhile, they could take advantage of this gap to extend their influence into the few city-states that worshipped Zeus.


    As their thoughts became clearer, the deities who were enjoying themselves at the banquet began to find the wine and food exceptionally delicious.


    The wedding scene, abuzz with merriment and festivity, was vibrant with the clinking of cups being exchanged.


    In a corner, Luo En looked up towards Mount Olympus in the stars and poured out a cup of nectar as a salute to the prematurely departed Divine King.


    He was well aware that Eris was the chief culprit behind the Golden Apple incident, and that His Majesty the King of Gods had not instigated it.


    After all, Zeus wasn��t so foolish that he would rush to stir up trouble just three days after the truce in the divine war, especially not with such a child��s play ruse.


    But what did that matter? The wronged one is you!


    Luo En had a sly smile on his face as he picked up another cup of nectar from the table and drank it all at once, feeling an intense sense of satisfaction.


    Having held back for so long, although he couldn��t send His Majesty the King of Gods to Tartarus to reunite with his mother, Semele, he could at least start collecting some interest.


    After his moment of reflection, Luo En set down his cup and looked around the hall, but he didn��t see the red-haired, black-winged figure anywhere.


    ��No need to look anymore, Eris sneaked away amidst the chaos,�� a voice interrupted.


    Tethys, who was beside him, poured wine for her husband and added in a low voice.


    ��It was while you were confronting Zeus.��


    ��Tsk, she sure ran fast,�� Luo En muttered, shaking his head in mild frustration.


    Eris might have been low-level when it came to causing mischief, but her instincts for danger were quite keen.


    ��Don��t worry, it seems someone has already gone after her,�� Tethys said, pointing in a particular direction with a light smile.


    Following her gesture, Luo En looked over and immediately revealed a schadenfreude grin upon seeing the empty seat.


    ��Looks like Eris��s newly grown feathers might be in danger again.��


    The one who had gone after her was Athena.


    Clearly, the Goddess of Wisdom had been paying close attention to the mischievous actions of the Goddess of Discord.


    And with Athena intervening, whether in terms of wisdom or strength, Eris, who was significantly outmatched, was surely in for a good lesson.


    Moreover, going after Eris also meant that Athena was well aware of the true instigator behind the Golden Apple incident. With the Goddess of Discord to vent on, she probably wouldn��t bother him anymore, right?


    Luo En thought about his own mass mockery tactic earlier at the event and muttered to himself.@@@@


    ��Don��t celebrate too early, one has gone but don��t two others remain?�� Tethys reminded him with a smile, and then pointed towards someone who had been peeping from the corridor several times.


    ��There seems to be someone looking for you over there.��


    ��I must go now, but when you have the time, remember to visit Sicily, Adonis and I will definitely treat you well!��


    ��Wait, don��t rush off, there��s something else I need to say!��


    Luo En hurriedly called out to Aphrodite as she was heading for the door, then, after a moment of consideration, spoke solemnly.


    ��As the Goddess of Love, it��s fine for you to pursue your love, and I sympathize with you, willing to help within my capabilities. But it seems we��re being unfair to someone...��


    ��Who?��


    ��Hephaestus...��


    Upon hearing Luo En��s reply, Aphrodite fell silent.


    As someone fixated on appearances, she was destined to never fall in love with the unattractive, lame God of Craftsmanship.


    But to be fair, Hephaestus had always been good to her, continuously crafting various exquisite jewelry after their marriage, hoping to win her fickle heart,


    Even knowing she kept a lover on the side, repeatedly cheating, he pressed the anguish into his heart for various reasons, simply venting it through forging, seldom truly reproaching or compelling her.


    Thus, over these years, she had not managed to bear a child for her rightful husband.


    Now, in pursuit of love, she had openly separated from Hephaestus, living a blissful twosome world with her lover Adonis on Sicily.


    Upon reflection, she indeed seemed to owe her husband quite a lot.


    ��I understand it��s not right, but I really don��t want to live a life being controlled by others, where love and marriage are not my own, nor do I know how to resolve it in the future.��


    Aphrodite looked to her close friend, revealing the long-held distress and repression.


    ��The war of the gods has ended, and the pantheon will now fade into the background. For at least these three hundred years, Zeus cannot interfere with your choices, and you can live peacefully with Adonis.��


    Luo En consoled softly, then with a change in tone, pondered aloud.


    ��However, you should seriously consider Hephaestus.��


    ��But I really can��t bring myself to love him,�� Aphrodite answered with a helpless look.


    Already having an idea, Luo En gently reminded, ��Then go find another love that suits Hephaestus. You are the Goddess of Love, aren��t you incapable of even this?��


    Oh right! How did I not think of that!


    Suddenly, Aphrodite had an epiphany, excitedly providing an answer.


    ��Aitai, my sister, is also on Sicily, and she��s quite interested in blacksmithing; she has even learned forging from the Cyclops. Introducing her to Hephaestus, they��re sure to get along well!��


    ��Let��s do it your way.��


    Luo En nodded with an encouraging smile, confirming the God of Craftsmanship��s future match with Aphrodite.


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 Chapter 446: 6: The Evergreen Man (4200, additional update achieved!)

    Chapter 446: Chapter 6: The Evergreen Man (4200, additional update achieved!)


    Watching Aphrodite ascend into her swan-drawn chariot, exuberantly heading towards Sicily, Luo En touched the Divine Shield in his hand and silently sent his blessings to the grandiose goddess.


    ��Hephaestus, you must seize this opportunity well, and not waste all my efforts.��


    As the God of Love��s chariot vanished into the horizon, Luo En withdrew his gaze and couldn��t help but yawn.


    Ever since the war of the gods, he had been busy non-stop, not only dealing with a mountain of demanding work but also handling a few petty goddesses. In a way, it was an extreme extraction and torture both physically and mentally.


    If he hadn��t already ascended to be a Chief God, with flesh nearly Immortal and spirit almost Immortality, he probably couldn��t have withstood the added pressure of life and the antics of that group of lionesses.


    Just let me catch my breath...


    Finally having finished with the wedding affairs, Luo En looked at the empty venue with a sense of relief and sighed. Then, moving his somewhat stiff arms, he strolled up the silent mountain path.


    The setting sun cast a warm glow, and the gentle breeze wove through the lush foliage, bringing a fresh coolness to the face. Leaves and petals scattered on the steps, soft and comfortable beneath his feet.


    The scenes before him appeared so enchanting, they uplifted the spirit and brought peace to the mind.


    Except for a certain graceful figure standing at the end of the mountain path...


    ��Didn��t you leave?�� Luo En asked with a forced laugh.


    ��I did, then I came back,�� Hera said as she stepped down the stairs, her voice calm, ��I had no choice, I left something here.��


    ��What is it? I��ll send someone to look for it right away!��


    Hera approached Luo En, who was about to ��call for help,�� and with a smile that was not quite a smile, she pressed a hand on the newlywed groom.


    ��As the Queen of Heaven, you��re mocked by everyone on Olympus, from the eight-hundred-year-olds to the beasts, including males, females, and even sheep. You can��t even protect your face, now all that��s left is your inner dignity. What do you think I��ve lost?��


    What else could it be? Lost face...


    Reading between the lines, Luo En couldn��t help but break out in a cold sweat.


    Unlike Athena, the remaining two were goddesses who did not like to reason.


    He had just managed to shoo away the love-struck Aphrodite by using Apollo��s favor and the lingering issues from the history of the gods�� war; Now, he had bumped into Hera awaiting him on the mountain path.


    Then, those fervent eyes admired the prey that had stopped resisting, and her twirling tongue moistened her lips, shimmering with moisture, looking very much like a ravenous lioness.


    But when it came time to savor her prey, the paw that the lioness lowered was caught in a reversal.


    Are we continuing?


    Hera��s eyes brightened with eagerness.


    But before she could speak, the world spun around her, and her voluptuous body was forcefully pushed onto the ground.


    ��Smack!��


    A crisp sound echoed through the woods, the spicy heat rising on her buttocks, the slight stinging on her skin, and the sensation of being firmly restrained sparked a familiar sense of domination.


    Only this time, she was the target.


    Looking down at the somewhat dazed Queen of Heaven, Luo En mockingly declared from his superior position.


    ��This time, I��m on top!��


    Without waiting for Hera��s response, the distinct sound of fabric tearing surrounded them, and the evening breeze mixed with a dominant and cruel masculine scent as he commenced assault after assault on the fallen female.


    Hours later, a suppressed roar in the woods marked a temporary pause in the battle.


    However, Hera soon staggered out of the woods using a tree for support, her once graceful composure now pale, her hair disheveled, her legs trembling uncontrollably, with scraps of cloth and leaves barely covering the traces of leonine domination.


    ��How about, you stay for the night?��


    The suggestion of lingering desire came from behind as Hera��s face blanched, her beauty marred, hastening her pace as she fled the grove, then transformed into a streak of light and rapidly escaped the scene.


    Tsk, she runs fast.


    Luo En emerged from the forest shaking his head, the glint in his eyes tinged with mockery.


    Compared to the future, this era��s experience in certain aspects is simply too primitive. Even the mighty Queen of Heaven, after one��s exploitation, quickly succumbed to defeat, ultimately fleeing in humiliation.


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 Chapter 447: 6 The Evergreen Man (4200, additional updates achieved!)_2

    Chapter 447: Chapter 6 The Evergreen Man (4200, additional updates achieved!)_2


    Still too green.


    Luo En commented teasingly, uncertain whether he was evaluating the queen��s experience or her body.


    After successfully overwhelming Hera, who came to demand answers, Luo En professionally erased any traces of the battle nearby and washed his body again in the creek. Only after removing all incriminating evidence did he stride up the mountain under the bright moonlight and knocked on the bridal chamber��s door.


    ��Back already?��


    The door creaked open, and Thetis, dressed in her finest, stepped outside.


    ��Mhm.��


    Luo En glanced at the moon nearly at its zenith in the night sky and chuckled dryly, feeling somewhat uneasy inside.


    Fortunately, Thetis said nothing and asked nothing; she just maintained her smile and led her new husband into the house.


    The indoor light flickered silently, and the couple sitting in front of the bed seemed to hear each other��s breathing.


    Looking at the gentle and elegant face before him, Luo En thought of the absurdity of the past few days and felt somewhat guilty toward his new wife.


    He pondered for a moment before speaking softly.


    ��Actually, I intended to help you break the vow on you. If you have a better choice, I will respect your wish.��


    ��Where else can I go besides War God Mountain?��


    Thetis shook her head helplessly and then looked at her new husband with a playful smile.


    ��What? Regretting it already?��


    ��A little...��


    Luo En couldn��t help but give a bitter smile, seemingly regretting his past decisions.


    His premarital affairs could be excused as mutual attraction and convenience with the goddesses around him. But continuing to act on his own after marriage showed a lack of respect for his wife.


    To be honest, he was not a good match, but the external relationships were destined to be unbreakable.


    All he could do now was respect Thetis��s wishes as much as possible, offering his lawful wife more options.


    Well, by some standards, his moral level was still quite higher compared to that of his scumbag father and most of the deities in Greece.


    Thetis looked at her conflicted husband, chuckled softly, and her eyes twinkled mischievously as she gently pushed the groom on the bed and whispered into his ear.


    ��If you regret it, then let��s repeat everything you did with them... with me.��


    The white gown fell to the floor at the sound, and the light from the fluorite went out, leaving them in darkness as a serious addition echoed.


    ��And besides, I want to be on top!��


    Then, the real bride of the night quizzed her husband about various positions of infidelity, replicated them with remarkable flexibility, and demanded her husband to shout the names of the rival goddesses, thereby forming another type of comeback against her rivals.


    Those who green others, shall themselves be greened.


    Luo En, under the sensual dominion of his lawful wife, could only be humiliated beneath her, dutifully assuming the role of a tool for revenge, and tried to move as slowly and gently as possible to allow Thetis to keep going longer.


    After all, those positions of three days and two nights were quite numerous...


    Seeing a Chief God being manipulated by her in bed, and feeling the care her husband inadvertently showed, Thetis��s gaze in the dark turned softer and filled with love.@@@@


    Among the many goddesses entangled with Luo En, she was neither the most beautiful nor the most powerful, nor was she the most helpful.


    She didn��t even spend as much time with him as Medusa, who originally guided her.


    ��I caught two!��


    ��Don��t push, the rest are all mine!��


    The leading infiltrator, looking at the several chirping bird-winged maidens in the treetops around him, could not help but turn even paler.


    Harpy��Harpy!


    Why again a progeny of Typhon?


    No, this forest is too eerie, call for backup!


    Realizing the dire situation, the leader quickly activated the communicator rune stone in his hand, trying to call for support from his teammates.


    However, as the communication started, noisy and terrified voices came one after another.


    ��Snake, there��s a big snake in the lake! Nine heads!��


    ��Hydra, it��s the nine-headed Hydra!��


    ��Who wants to play guessing games with you, go away, you crazy woman!��


    ��Wrong answer, hehe, wrong!��


    ��Damn, this lion��s too tough, can��t pierce its skin!��


    ��This lion too��wait, why does it have three heads?��


    ��Help! Help!��


    Listening to the cries for help and the chilling screams, the leader��s face turned instantly pale, and he threw down the communicator rune stone, turning to his teammates to shout.


    ��Retreat! Retreat quickly!��


    However, at that moment, there was no one left behind him.


    ��Whoosh!��


    With the familiar sound of slicing through the air, the leader closed his eyes in grief and despair.


    ��4...5...7...7...18! We��ve taken down 18!��


    ��Nonsense, it was clearly 13!��


    ��10, only 10, that��s right!��


    The Harpies clearing the scene argued with each other.


    The white fox named ��Tomisca,�� looking at the 12 dissolving bodies on the ground, humanly rolled its eyes, scornfully deriding the Harpies�� shameful arithmetic skills.


    While the Harpies were bickering, the rustling sound of branches and leaves again came from the dense forest below the mountain.


    The white fox slurped up the two bloody hearts, a hint of depression in its eyes.


    Can��t eat anymore, really can��t eat anymore.


    Can we stop delivering any more, maybe come back tomorrow...


    Meanwhile, silhouettes��be they misty with sea spray, shrouded with a sense of doom, or distorted and burly��continued to climb from different areas of War God Mountain into the hunting grounds, adding a tinge of blood and noise to the long night.


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 Chapter 448: 7 All are millennium foxes, why play with Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? (4500)

    Chapter 448: Chapter 7 All are millennium foxes, why play with Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? (4500)


    Two days and two nights later, the first light of dawn streamed through the window lattice into a messy bridal chamber.


    Luo En stood in front of the bed, gently pulling over the silk quilt to cover Thetis��s body, his purple eyes looking at her pretty face biting her lips and frowning, a hint of teasing unavoidably appeared in his eyes.


    Thinking she could tire him out, admirable courage, but her combat strength was really worrying.


    Just like that, she hadn��t lasted until the agreed time, his new bride had fainted three times due to the relentless campaign and finally simply curled up in the corner, unresponsive to all calls.


    Looking at the delicate body half-hidden under the thin quilt and her pose of deep sleep like blooming crabapple flowers, Luo En curled his index finger and teasingly scraped Thetis��s fair nose tip, then he put on his coat, treaded lightly, and quietly left the residence.@@@@


    And with the sound of the door closing, the ��sleeping�� bride��s eyelashes trembled slightly, and as if relieved, she exhaled a breath of stale air.


    Finally, she could have a good sleep...


    In a silent murmur, Thetis��s tense body gradually relaxed, her furrowed brows smoothed out, resembling a mermaid returning to the sea.


    Luo En, who had stepped outside, paused as if sensing something, turned his head to look at the tightly closed door of the bridal chamber, a mischievous smile not escaping his face.


    Seems like he could continue?


    However, in the end, he did not carry the prank to the end, and started walking down the path on War God Mountain.


    In the dense forest, several sprightly Sphinx Statue debated over numerical problems, the bulging-bellied Teumessian Fox dozed off on a tree stump;


    At the steps, the marble-paved path bore a few more chipped damages, and the Sphinx Statue at the corner pondered on philosophies of life and cosmic mysteries;


    On the other side of the mountain foot, the three-headed king of monsters, Chimera, and the invulnerable Nemean lion lay side by side on the lush green grass, belching repeatedly, the turf under them had turned a dark red;


    Under the calm surface of the lake, Hydra curled its swollen body in the mud, sound asleep...


    Luo En walked, pausing now and then, taking in all changes along the way, and shook his head playfully.


    ��Sorry, I��ve spoiled them.��


    Luo En smiled and waved his hand, generously expressing his understanding.


    Because in that divine war, having successfully replaced Hestia, who had fallen into a slumber, entering the ranks of the chief gods, the major powers of War God Mountain, particularly those related to the God of Stove, had essentially been transferred to him.


    Therefore, The Three Graces, The Nine Muses, and Mother of Serpents Echidna had gradually become his lesser deities.


    With the mother of Typhon��s Offspring presiding over, whether it was the problem children reared on the mountain or the two female spirits present, they all had to behave properly in front of Luo En himself.


    They had thought that once Hestia, that madwoman, was down, they wouldn��t have to endure beatings anymore, and could gradually take their revenge from past grievances.


    Who would have thought their own mother would end up working for this man...


    Stheno and Euryale looked mournfully at the scene before them, clutching their heads which now sported large bumps, squatting on the ground and drawing circles in despair while clenching their teeth, secretly swearing in their hearts.


    So superior, hm? Couldn��t last two days, could he? Sooner or later, we��ll see him brought low!


    The two female spirits exchanged glances full of malice, setting the most humiliating aim for the male god.


    However, the two adults obviously didn��t care about these two richly imaginative female spirits.


    ��Look, these were left by those intruders.��


    The Mother of Serpents said as she waved her hand to open the Magic Circle Diagram, spilling a haphazard pile of items out that nearly formed a small mountain on the ground.


    This included damaged Sword and Shield, broken armor pieces, lusterless rings, and even skin tissues left with half an imprint...


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 Chapter 450: 7: Theyre all millennium-old foxes, whats the point of playing Zhong Kui? (4.5k)_3

    Chapter 450: Chapter 7: They��re all millennium-old foxes, what��s the point of playing Zhong Kui? (4.5k)_3


    ��`


    Luo En replied slowly and thoughtfully.


    Hecate glanced at the disciple standing before her and snorted in annoyance.


    ��You speak as if you don��t have the same thing.��


    ��But they can��t beat me in the Mortal World, nor dare they lay a finger on me.��


    ��...��


    Hecate had no comeback, her expression growing even darker.


    Alright, I��m the easy target now.


    ��Please rest assured, I will certainly ensure your safety. As long as I��m here for one day, I won��t let any outsider harm you!��


    Hearing Luo En��s solemn promise, Hecate��s mouth twitched.


    ��Should I thank you for that?��


    ��No need to thank me, it��s only right!��


    Luo En displayed not a hint of self-congratulation, his face full of sincere respect for his mentor.


    Hecate: ��...��


    Luo En continued, his face showing a hint of helplessness and regret.


    ��Of course, compared with the enduring Fate, human efforts do have their limits. Although I wish to protect you forever, there will likely come a time when I��m unable to.��


    ��You want to know how to strip Zeus of his Destiny, don��t you?��


    ��You mean... everything has its own ��Fate��?��


    Hecate nodded, her eyes showing approval.


    ��As you think, everything has its own share of Destiny. However, most lives and things are as trivial as grass and as minute as dust compared to the nearly eternal and Immortal gods. Their Fates are too insignificant to even ripple the river of time, let alone affect the overall Destiny of the World, and they usually pass their lives in silence.��


    Luo En caught the hidden meaning, a flash of enlightenment in his eyes.


    ��But there are exceptions?��


    ��Exactly, every era has its protagonists. Some of these beings are heroes that are armies unto themselves, some are Sages with profound strategies, some are monarchs that expand territories, and some are invincible war gods. Because they are favored by Destiny, they often play important roles in the trajectory written by Fate, and to a great extent, decide the future��s course. If you can gather these ��favorites of Destiny�� under your command, making them follow your orders and execute your will, you can also hold sway over a part of Destiny.��


    Hecate fell into a meditative silence, slowly bringing her fingers together in front of Luo En, her face revealing a meaningful smile.


    ��A tower is built from grains of sand, a boat is sunk by the weight of feathers. As long as you hold a large enough share of ��Destiny��, you can tip the scales of ��Fate�� to your side.��


    Luo En listened to Hecate��s guidance, his mind suddenly clearing.


    So it is!


    Destiny is not unchangeable but can be swayed by circumstances;


    Destiny is not exclusive to the gods, the ways of the world and the hearts of people can also converge!


    Instantly, Luo En��s eyes twinkled, and a joyful smile spread across his face.


    He seems to have understood how to compete with His Majesty the King of Gods for ��Destiny��.


    ����So, should he start collecting now?


    ��`


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 Chapter 451: 8 Ridden by the Goddess

    Chapter 451: Chapter 8 Ridden by the Goddess


    At this moment, inside the cave.


    Having confirmed their next target, Luo En��s eyes twinkled as he tentatively inquired.


    ��If that��s the case, is it possible to gather those individuals favored by ��Destiny�� to War God Mountain in advance and have me personally instruct them?��


    ��I advise you not to do so,��


    Hecate shook her head solemnly, earnestly advising.


    ��As I��ve told you, Destiny is not set in stone. Their experiences shape their existence and determine their future. If you intervene too much, you might affect, or even strip away, that ��possibility�� within them, causing them to become indistinguishable from the masses.��


    Luo En was a person who heeded advice, firmly keeping Hecate��s reminders in mind.


    Seeing this, Hecate nodded in satisfaction and added in a deep voice.


    ��Furthermore, The Three Fates have now set their sights on you. If you brazenly interfere and cause a change beyond what ��Destiny�� can tolerate, it��s very likely that all three of them will intervene collectively. Even if they can��t act against you directly, they can still influence those around you, rendering your previous efforts null and void.


    Thus, even though you hold the position of Chief God and outstrip the other gods in the Mortal World, for safety��s sake, it is best when wandering the earth to do so in the form of an incarnation.��


    Listening to this heartfelt advice, a trace of skepticism appeared on Luo En��s face.


    ��Why are you telling me this?��@@@@


    He remembered that this mentor of his was not the type to consider others altruistically.


    ��Because you have already created an ��impossibility�� that surpasses the calculations of Fate.��


    Hecate gazed at her most outstanding student before her, revealing a look of deep admiration in her eyes, and spoke leisurely.


    ��You are stronger than me and perhaps, can go even farther than I have.��


    At this point, the two were firmly bound together, where their union would be mutually beneficial and their separation mutually detrimental.


    Mutually scheming and internal conflict would likely lead to mutual destruction, ultimately benefitting The Three Fates.


    Although she held the Divine Authority of intrigue, some concepts, perhaps, should be updated.


    Luo En gave his teacher a deep look and smiled generously.


    ��Don��t worry, I probably won��t disappoint you.��


    Hopefully...


    Hecate murmured under her breath as she watched her student gradually disappear into the darkness, until his figure vanished under a canopy of stars.


    ��Meh?��


    In the corner of the cave, two goats licked their rough tongues, letting out a puzzled bleat as their heads turned, eyeing the bidipedal female creature who seemed to be muttering to herself in front of a stone pillar.


    Seeing the demon��s sharp horns and yellow-brown pupils, Hecate��s body stiffened, her expression frozen.


    Moments later, the lament of a certain Queen of Hell echoed throughout the cave.


    ��Luo En, you little scoundrel��take them away! Take them away!��


    ~~


    ��Achoo!��


    Standing on the mountain path, a certain disobedient disciple involuntarily felt a chill behind him and sneezed heartily.


    ��Who?��


    Luo En turned sharply, looking toward the dense forest behind him.


    ��Not a bad reaction,��


    Accompanied by the rustling sound of branches and leaves, the Goddess with purple hair and golden eyes stepped out from the forest.


    ��So it��s you, Sister Ya.�� Luo En��s tense body relaxed slightly, raising his hand to scratch his somewhat itchy nose, he casually inquired, ��What about Eris? Weren��t you chasing after her?��


    ��She got away.��


    ��That woman managed to slip away from you? That doesn��t seem right,��


    ��Couldn��t help it, Zeus intervened.��


    Athena spread her hands with a hint of helplessness.


    Consequently, Pittheus decided to quietly marry his daughter Aethra to Aegeus.


    The King of Athens then married the Troizenian princess Aethra, spent some time with her in secret, returned to Athens, left a token behind, bid farewell to his new wife, and instructed her:


    ��If the gods only bless us and grant you a son, then please raise him in secret, letting no one know who the child��s father is. When the child grows into a strong, robust man, have him bring the token to Athens to find me!��


    Later on, as expected, the Troizenian princess Aethra conceived and bore a child, naming him ��Theseus.��


    As Theseus grew into a valorous youth, he took the weapons and tokens left by Aegeus and set off for Athens to seek his father.


    After many trials and tribulations, father and son were reunited, and Theseus, who had performed many acts of kindness and vanquished evil along the way, naturally succeeded to the throne as the King of Athens.


    All seemed perfect up to this point.


    But the problem was that Troizen City was under the domain of the Sea God Poseidon, and the Troizenians regarded him as the protector of their city,


    and Theseus�� mother and grandfather had publicly proclaimed that he was the son of the Sea God Poseidon...


    Luo En mulled over the associated information in his mind and spoke thoughtfully.


    ��So, Aegeus is doubting the child��s bloodline and identity?��


    ��Exactly, he wants me to verify the truth to prevent Athens�� royal power from falling into the wrong hands.��


    Athena nodded, a hint of mockery flashing through her eyes.


    She couldn��t help it, Poseidon��s reputation was too loud.


    The guardian god of Troizen city was known for his brazen nature; he didn��t hesitate to pursue any female that caught his eye.


    Since Aegeus had been childless for so many years, suddenly acquiring an illegitimate son after going out and about could easily stir doubt whether he became the fall guy.


    Furthermore, Poseidon had always wanted to develop Athens into his own Holy Land and had tried to infiltrate Athens�� royal power by various means. Aegeus had to be cautious. Proactively asking for instructions from her, his Chief God, was also to prevent future mistakes of entrusting it to the wrong person, which might lead to greater problems.


    ��It seems I need to take a trip outside,��


    Athena spoke softly, beckoning a tame Pegasus with a wave of her hand.


    Luo En stepped forward, adjusting Athena��s saddle while speaking somewhat helplessly,


    ��There��s been too much going on recently. As soon as I finish up the work at hand, I also need to travel the nations in an Incarnation to find suitable bearers for the Sacred Robes, so I��m afraid I can��t accompany you.��


    ��Don��t worry, this little matter I can handle on my own.��


    The Goddess of Wisdom, accustomed to independence, waved her hand, reassuring him before appearing to recall something, then smiled at Luo En.


    ��By the way, it��s safer to travel using a new identity, have you prepared an alias yet?��


    ��Not yet.��


    ��Let me help you choose one then, let��s call you Pegasus!��


    ��Ahem...��


    Luo En, who had just been endowed with a new alias, coughed violently, assailed by a certain dead memory, and his look at Athena was filled with a peculiar light.


    Pegasus? Sasha?


    Could it be such a coincidence? Or did she sneak a look at my memories?


    ��Alright, Pegasus, it��s settled then!��


    However, as Luo En looked up to see Athena mounting her steed with a teasing air, taking to the skies with her mount, he suddenly realized.


    Question: What��s the role of ��Pegasus��?


    Answer: To be ridden under Athena, the Goddess...


    That damned dead memory!


    It was evidently because Athena still held a grudge about him roasting her at the wedding, and intentionally chose ��Pegasus,�� a name with implied meaning, for a comeback.


    �� Even if you��re smart or brave, aren��t you still ridden by me?


    Standing in place, Luo En figured out the answer, with a face as black as a pot��s bottom.


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 Chapter 452: 9: Divine Era Intelligence Crisis

    Chapter 452: Chapter 9: Divine Era Intelligence Crisis


    Netherworld, Elysian Fields.


    Seated beneath the gazebo, the brothers, Thanatos, the God of Death, and Hypnos, the God of Sleep, looked at the soul stones on the table that had turned pitch black and frowned at each other.


    ��It failed...��


    ��But it also succeeded.��


    ��What do you mean?��


    ��The more heavily guarded the place is, the more likely it is that the Mother Goddess is imprisoned there.��


    Hearing this, the God of Death couldn��t help but nod slightly.


    ��You have a point, it seems we��ve found the right direction.��


    ��So next, shall we inform Charon?��


    Hypnos, swirling the tea in his cup, asked his older brother.


    Like them, Ferryman Charon was a creation of Nyx��s divinity, regarding the Queen of Hell, Hecate, as their Mother Goddess.


    ��Let��s not. That guy is too greedy and careless; telling him too much would only spoil things.��


    The God of Death waved his hand, dismissing his brother��s suggestion.


    Hypnos rubbed his sore brow, feeling a headache coming on.


    ��But we need reliable allies, the more the better.��


    ��Call Mo?jie?la? and the others then.��


    The God of Death spoke in a deep voice, his eyes flashing ominously.


    The Furies, guardians of Tartarus and new gods personally recruited into the Netherworld by the Mother Goddess Hecate, had simple relationships and had been marked with the divine seal of the Mother Goddess, making them likely to obediently follow orders.


    After all, as lesser deities of the Mother Goddess, should any misfortune befall her, their own strength and authority would be compromised as well.


    Hypnos nodded in agreement to this plan and immediately his gaze flickered, looking into the depths of the Elysian Fields.


    ��What about them?��


    ��I advise you not to entertain the idea of using ��Them.�� Now that the Mother Goddess is absent, ��They�� have absorbed a considerable amount of divinity and authority after their brief liberation last time; their seal is no longer stable. Compared to those targets above ground, ��They�� are far more dangerous!��


    The God of Death spoke coldly, his face stern.


    Seeing his brother so resolute, Hypnos had no choice but to abandon that thought.


    ~~


    Sea of Okeanos.


    Beneath the profound depths, Poseidon, the Sea King, sat in the temple, frowning as he inquired,


    ��It failed?��


    ��What is this...��


    ��Poseidonia, it can also be simply called the City of the Sea God, secretly overseen by me during its construction, representing the concentration of Atlantis��s culture, arts, and craftsmanship,�� Poseidon said.


    ��Truly magnificent, this mountain is like floating among a sea of clouds and stars...��


    ��Exactly, and thus, it also has another name����Interstellar City Mountain Range����Olympus!��


    Poseidon looked up proudly toward that architectural marvel, introducing it with pride to his son.


    Hearing his father��s explanation, Prince Triton then noticed the metallic mountain range before him, which seemed remarkably similar to the Mount Olympus he remembered.


    Clearly, his Father God had replaced Zeus, becoming the master of Olympus, and even the entire world!


    But how had he accomplished such a monumental task? And why did almost no one know about this place?


    With deep curiosity, Prince Triton followed in the footsteps of his father, Poseidon, stepping onto this land filled with a metallic essence.


    At the same time, soldiers clad in gold, white, and red armor, wielding metal swords and shields, emerged from the streets, lining up to welcome the arrival of the Sea God and his son.


    These beings seemed devoid of the essence of life, but the aether fluctuations they emitted were solemn and surging, approaching the strength of a demigod!


    Prince Triton glanced around and roughly estimated there were hundreds of them, leaving him utterly astounded.


    ��Father God, what is happening?��


    Poseidon looked back at his son, inquiring leisurely.


    ��Let me test you, do you know where our Atlantian technology and culture come from?��


    Without hesitation, Prince Triton gave a no-thought-needed answer.


    ��I know, it is the product of the Bronze Age! You led our people to unearth the technology of the Bronze Age and used it to establish the brilliant civilization of Atlantis.��


    Poseidon nodded, continuing the inquiry.


    ��Do you know why the Bronze Age was destroyed?��


    ��Because those Giants were ignorant and brutal, and ultimately provoked the wrath of the gods,�� Prince Triton answered, as textbook-standard as he could.


    However, Poseidon neither agreed nor disagreed, but got up and led his son to the top of the Interstellar City Mountain Range, holding the Trident and walking staggered steps to the center of the great altar, murmuring divine words.


    In an instant, myriad stars fell, forming a vast corridor of silver light that rose from the great altar and spread into the scattered stars.


    Poseidon, holding the silver luminous spiral staircase, walked among the Star River.


    Until at the end of the Star River, a silver vortex spun tirelessly, extending thousands of swirling arms, and in the center of the starlight vortex, a metal engine about a hundred meters high, its shell carved with unnamed dense runes and technological principles, throbbed like a heart.


    At that moment, Poseidon stepped forward, placed his hand on the silver metal engine, and began to speak slowly,


    ��Because, they not only developed their own civilization but also used the gods as a template to create their own deities!��


    In an instant, niches of light patterns rose from the Star River, twelve mechanized divine giants of varying designs arrayed on either side, standing majestically!


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    Chapter 453: Chapter 10: The Calamity Enchantress Pandora! (6.1k)


    As the entire Corridor of Starlight lit up, Poseidon withdrew his right hand and spoke leisurely.


    ��Chaos, it��s been a while.��


    Chaos?


    The Mermaid Prince standing behind his father heard the name, blinked slightly, and a look of astonishment crossed his face.


    Chaos, the god of chaos, is said to be the beginning of everything in this world, the carrier of primal order, space, and time, symbolizing void and darkness.


    According to ancient mythological poems, Chaos existed first in ignorance and unchanging; then the gods rose together, breaking through chaos to give birth to the world. Nyx, the goddess of night and darkness and the legendary eldest daughter of the deity, inherited the strongest authority.


    So, wasn��t this legendary god of chaos already divided? How could he still exist?


    While Triton was confused, the silver-white metal core immersed in starlight in front of him, shaped like a sphere, lit up with several light patterns, flickering off and on, and a deep voice came from within.


    ��True god Poseidon, you��ve come again...��


    Looking at the silver-white metal core that responded, Triton wore a puzzled expression on his face.


    Chaos��Is it this?


    As if seeing the bewildered expression on his son��s face, Poseidon chuckled in response.


    ��As you thought, this is ��Chaos��, the first giant of the Bronze Age to awaken. It used itself as a blueprint and the gods as a template to create the Twelve Olympians of the Bronze race, naming itself after the god of chaos, symbolizing the beginning of all creation for its race. Eventually, they summoned divine retribution, leading to the extinction of the entire Bronze Age civilization, sinking it beneath the sea.��


    ��The world was born from creation and was made whole through it, you created us, why can��t we create new life?��


    Hearing Poseidon��s recounting of that history, the silver-white metal core voiced a puzzled counter-question.


    Then, it paused, and the metal core inside resounded with an even more somber voice.


    ��To denounce our creations as blasphemy and bring down disasters is beyond understanding, beyond agreement...��@@@@


    ��Because you overstepped your bounds!��


    As Poseidon listened, his face grew darker and darker, nearly able to wring ink from it.


    He was really being reminded of his worst points!


    If he could still command those frightened sea gods to continue working for him;


    If the Sea God Temple and Atlantis were still as powerful and thriving as before;


    If he hadn��t lost half his paternal authority and still maintained his peak...


    Would he really have come to this deep sea, face lowered, to ask these sensitive metallic beings for help?


    Unable to tolerate it any longer, Poseidon bluntly dropped his pretense and threatened harshly.


    ��Have you said enough? If you still want me to cover for you, give me control of the ��Mechanical God��!��


    ��...��


    The metal core fell silent for a moment, then solemnly reminded.


    ��Although we are grateful for your shelter and protection, my people cannot become your cannon fodder, that was the agreed-upon matter.��


    In the past, the Bronze Giants overstepped their bounds by creating deities, which provoked Zeus��s wrath, and they were subsequently destroyed by Zeus for it.


    Fortunately, Poseidon secretly saved their core and spark, hiding them in this unreachable deep sea, allowing them to settle here and use the ocean��s resources to recover and thrive.


    In return, they provided Bronze Age technology, bringing a brilliant civilization to Atlantis.


    Thus, both sides coexisted peacefully for many years, but now it seemed that balance might be disrupted.


    ��Times change, my divine authority isn��t what it used to be; without my protection, your future might not be easy. When Zeus gets a chance to strike, bestowing upon you another calamity wouldn��t be impossible.��


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    Chapter 454: Chapter 10: The Calamity Enchantress Pandora! (6.1k)_2


    Poseidon explained the advantages and disadvantages of revealing his weaknesses, then extended an olive branch.


    ��So, during these three hundred years, if you agree to serve me and allow me to ascend to the throne of the Divine King and take control of all Olympus, then I can clear the stigma you once bore, grant you this ocean, and give you the paradise to live and the power to walk in the sunlight!��


    The Metal Core was silent for a long time, as if it were deep in thought, before eventually emitting a sound in response.


    ��Agreement accepted. I hope you will keep your promise...��


    ��Of course!��


    Poseidon nodded happily, waiting for his newly recruited subordinates to fall into his hands.


    ��Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!��


    The Metal Core [Chaos] vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the sky full of starlight transformed into three beams of light, pouring into three mechanical divine bodies displayed in the corridor.


    Moments later, three metallic giants, each a hundred meters tall, turned into pools of mercury-like liquid, and under the activation of runes sketched out human contours and faces, representing two males and one female.


    The males stood on either side, one with blue hair and red eyes, dressed in Golden Armor, having brown skin and explosive muscles, handsome in appearance and fierce in aura, like an unsheathed sabre; the other with red hair and golden eyes, powerfully built arms, and an ancient look, radiating a hot aura;


    The female in the center also had red hair and golden eyes, her features and figure embodying ultimate beauty, seemingly a pair with the similarly colored male.


    Moreover, the three of them each had a pair of wings on their backs, as if ready to take flight.


    ��[Mechanical God �� Ares], [Mechanical God �� Hephaestus], [Mechanical God �� Aphrodite], from now on follow the true god Poseidon��s orders, enact his will, and seek the power for our survival!��


    A solemn voice came from the trembling Metal Core, echoing through the Star Sea.


    Instantly, the two men and one woman, imbued with divine aura, slowly opened their eyes, took steps forward, and knelt before the Metal Core in the starlight.


    ��As you command, Father God!��


    The Bronze Giant race viewed their own mechanisms as divine authority, revered their most outstanding individuals as deities, established personalities for them, compiled myths, and gave them new meaning to their existence.


    Eventually, Zeus suppressed his anger, and reluctantly waved his hand.


    ��It��s done; let it be. Don��t act impulsively without my command next time. You��re also badly hurt, go and rest well for a while.��


    ��Yes, Father God!��


    Seeing that she had luckily avoided punishment, Eris was overjoyed, quickly agreeing and then hurriedly flapping her somewhat leaking wings, fleeing the Great Temple like escaping for her life.


    Although she was very thankful that the Father God had offered her a helping hand at the crucial moment, the atmosphere around that Father God and in the temple was too oppressive.


    If given a choice, it was best to slip away first.


    Watching his subordinate, who he had gone to great lengths to pull out from under Athena��s control, run away without a second thought just after being scolded, Zeus looked even more displeased.


    In the future, he could hardly count on such a worthless being.


    Forget it, he hadn��t really planned on relying on this kind of material.


    After a good deal of mental adjustment, Zeus managed to calm the furious beating of his heart. He rubbed his somewhat sore temples, and his Divine Staff tapped against the ground.


    A beam of starlight fell from the sky into the Great Temple, transforming into a young man clad in Golden Armor, with purple short hair and golden eyes, exuding a solemn and heroic demeanor.


    As his consciousness returned, the young man raised his hand to his chest and half-kneeled towards the figure on the throne.


    ��Father God, what are your orders for summoning me?��


    Observing the young man��s humble demeanor, Zeus nodded in satisfaction, his expression solemn.


    ��Perseus, although you have completed great deeds in the human world and returned to the Celestial Realm, your brother, your Blood Descendant �� Hercules, is still lost in suffering, unaware of his mission. Therefore, I want you to be his mentor, to guide him on the path he should take, and to reassemble [the Glory of the Gods]!��


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    Chapter 455: Chapter 10: Calamity Enchantress Pandora! (6.1k)_3


    ��So Father God, where can I find him?��


    ��He and his mother, Alcmene, are currently exiled on Pithoigia Island.��


    ��I shall heed your oracle, and I will not fail the trust you have placed in me!��


    The youth named ��Perseus�� then stood up, ready to descend to the Lower Realm, when Zeus stopped him.


    ��Wait, this journey is perilous; take these divine tools for your protection.��


    Immediately, Zeus struck the ground with the Divine Staff, and silver-white arcs of lightning hit Perseus, transforming into six divine tools.


    These were: Winged Shoes that allowed him to walk on air, a Metamorphic Cloak that altered the wearer��s appearance, a Bronze Mirror Shield that could nullify and reflect magic to some degree, the Serpent-Scythe Hepa which could sever the immortal, and a bag of the Divine Wind for absorption and attack.


    Seeing Perseus fully armed before him, Zeus nodded in satisfaction.


    Among the early demigod offspring, Perseus may not have been the strongest, but he was certainly the most intelligent and had the greatest potential. Therefore, following his accomplishments in the human world, Zeus granted him ascension to deities, allowing him to enjoy immortality in the Celestial Realm��the present Perseus Constellation.


    Meanwhile, by kinship, Hercules�� mother, Alcmene, was Perseus�� granddaughter, and Hercules was Perseus�� great-grandson, who revered this ancestor of his deeply.


    With these two relationships, entrusting Hercules, the Child of Fate, to Perseus for guidance was most fitting.


    Seated on the Divine Throne, Zeus watched Perseus��s departing figure, stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, his face beaming with assured triumph.


    The Perseus Constellation and the future Warrior Constellation?


    With these two aces in his hand, even if the gods fade away, Fate still lies in my palm!


    The Divine King, having set his plans, leaned on the Divine Throne, propped up his chin, and through the clouds, coldly overlooked the earth teeming with humans, like ants.


    But the final darkness was illuminated, a pool of red and black liquid rose from within the pitch-black interior to the top, coalescing into a figure wrapped in a red and black mud cocoon.


    The ghastly red and black patterns spread wildly from the abdomen around, and dense malice spread out, instantly dropping the temperature of the room by several degrees.


    ��Boom!��


    The sky darkened with dense clouds, intermingled with wind and thunder, full of ominous signs.


    Buzz!


    At that moment, the pitch-black metallic cube buzzed sharply, the crimson magical patterns lighting up, pulsating from bright to dim, forming a humanoid shape made of red and black mud cocoon.


    Crack!


    Immediately afterward, a crisp cracking sound spread from inside out, a fair arm tore through the red and black encasement surrounding it, and a statuesque figure with jet-black hair flowing like a waterfall stepped out, her amber eyes possessed an innocent yet seductive quality, a blend of sanctity and profanity in her aura, contradictory yet unified.


    ��Giggle, have you finally decided to let me out?��


    In the laughter resembling silver bells, the seductive girl stretched lazily, looking up at Zeus on the throne, her rolling pink tongue lightly licking her moist lips.


    As their eyes met, those amber eyes immediately enlarged in Zeus��s vision, filling his entire heart.


    His consciousness was pulled and sank, as if immersed in endless darkness.


    Looking up, Zeus saw a devastated world, a series of black void-like celestial shapes swirled with red and black mud, endlessly pouring malice onto the ravaged earth; all light was devoured, while countless bones and debris were underfoot.


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 Chapter 456: 10: Calamity Enchantress Pandora! (6.1k)_4

    Chapter 456: Chapter 10: Calamity Enchantress Pandora! (6.1k)_4


    The wing-broken Nymph, the heartless Titan Monster, the twisted Golden Corpse, the beheaded Bronze Giant... each consecutively entered her vision.


    ��Hmph!��


    Zeus let out a cold snort, the thunder in his eyes stirring, his divine light striking like electricity, his terrifying power ripping apart the entire dark world.


    ��Woo~��


    A charming young girl within the grand hall let out a mournful cry, her complexion pale, covering the flashing Mark of Thunder over her chest, her gaze resentful.


    ��Father God, I was only joking with you, why get so angry?��


    ��You should know, the thing I hate the most is stepping out of line without restraint.��


    Zeus on his throne looked down at the enchantress who had destroyed several eras, his gaze cold and grim.


    ��I get it, I get it.��


    The girl named Pandora waved her hand dismissively, then blinked brightly, her curiosity piqued as she inquired.


    ��So, what dirty work do you want me to do for you this time?��


    ��...��


    Zeus��s face darkened, and he struck his divine staff on the ground.


    ��Boom!��


    One was a dragon with a hundred heads, the other a Titan wielding a dark scythe.


    �� Demon Ancestor Typhon and Titan King Cronus.


    In the cave, Divine Monsters once serving under Typhon and the giant race with rebel god��s blood, upon seeing the two once-gods respond to their calls on the altar, couldn��t help but emit ghostly wails and wolf howls.


    Since the Titan War and the Battle with Typhon, the two defeated gods confined to Tartarus Hell had completely lost contact with the surface.


    No matter how they called or what sacrifices were made, there had been no response.


    Only recently, as conflict stirred in Olympus and seals of the Netherworld loosened, were they able to contact their former masters once again.


    Yet, it was merely a minor connection.


    An arcane vibration emanated from before the altar, the two cloaked figures listened momentarily then turned to interpret the divine will to the old gods�� followers.


    ��Go, make a big scene, let the humans on the surface understand what [fear] is, what [death] is!��


    ��Roar, roar, roar!��


    The rising roars, like rolling thunder, echoed in the deep cavern, the faces of the Divine Monsters and giants revealing cruel and excited expressions.


    They no longer had to hide like rats in this sunless underground.


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 Chapter 457: 11 Holy Warrior Seiya

    Chapter 457: Chapter 11 Holy Warrior Seiya


    War God Mountain.


    After several days of wholeheartedly governing, Luo En finally finished processing the mountain of documents.


    After delegating some final tasks to Medusa, who could now handle them on her own, he descended from War God Mountain, winding his way to the Academy of Athens.


    A few green and immature students passed by Luo En, whispering amongst themselves.


    ��Hey, did you hear? A giant appeared in Thessaly, and many people died.��


    ��Not just that, Arcadia is also suffering from Beast Disasters, and despite the priests calling out to the gods, there has been no response.��


    ��I also have news��that along the coast of Troizen City, it seems that Sea Beasts are active. Many ships that went out to sea never returned.��


    ��With the year-end promotion exams approaching and so many disasters, this trouble really comes at the wrong time.��


    Hearing this complaint, one of the students shook his head and solemnly rebutted.


    ��That��s not the way to look at it. Our learning here is not just for the exams; it��s to eliminate misfortune for our brethren and benefit our city-state!��


    Luo En, hearing this, instinctively glanced over and recognized the student who had spoken.


    This young man was named Meleager, a prince of the Calydon Kingdom and quite chivalrous, much appreciated by Chiron.


    ��Rightly said!��


    At that moment, another student excitedly agreed; his eyes sparkled before he started speaking in a grave voice.


    ��Just right. The city-states struck by disasters are recruiting warriors to quell the unrest. The school is about to break for the holidays, and I plan to go and see if I can help the people in need with what I have learned.��


    ��Good idea, count me in!��


    ��I��m also going; you can��t leave without me.��


    Being an age of hot blood and young people eager to make their mark, the students quickly reached a consensus, agreeing to respond to the call together and behave righteously.


    The young people said it and did it, rushing to their dormitories to pack their bags and set out.


    Among them were some demigods, but more were ordinary cultivators who had mastered magic and some fighting techniques.


    Even the demigods, compared to the gods, were just ants among creatures, ordinary and insignificant.


    Where in the world do heroes fall from the sky? More often, it��s just a moment��s courage from ordinary people.


    Luo En sighed with a smile, his expression relieved.


    It seems that Chiron and the others taught these students well.


    ��Teacher? What brings you here?��


    The surprised voice caught Luo En��s attention.


    At that moment, a Huntress with feline ears and a tail, dressed in a robust outfit with a packed bag slung over her shoulder, appeared.


    Luo En��s gaze drifted past the bag and the full quiver at the Huntress��s waist, his look puzzled.


    ��Atalanta, what is this about?��


    ��Ahem, school is out, and I was planning to head back to Arcadia to see.��


    Now that Athena had gone to Troizen City, and the Goddess of Memory had returned to Mount Helicon, and with Themis and Hestia fallen into slumber, if he were to abandon his post too, the defenses of Athens might be too weak.


    If during this period, someone were to harbor thoughts against Hecate and come probing, omissions could happen, which would lead to significant losses.


    So, for safety, he needed to seal his true body within the Sanctuary, keep a vigilant eye on his own mentor, prepare for any emergencies, and truthfully heed advice by walking the world in the form of an incarnation, assembling heroes destined by Fate under his command.


    Upon hearing Luo En��s explanation, Atalanta and Medea exchanged glances, quite moved by the idea.


    Honestly, because of the busy affairs at War God Mountain, they hadn��t had much close interaction with this elderly figure who was like a father or brother to them.


    Now, the opportunity to accompany him to Arcadia to settle the Beast Disaster might be a good chance to strengthen their bonds.


    Subsequently, excitement and anticipation appeared on their faces as they nodded in agreement to the new member joining their group.


    Later, under the curious gazes of the two, Luo En took them to the lakeside at the Academy of Athens, took out a golden Holy Grail, and poured the accumulated Divine Liquid into the lake.


    ��Hereby bind an oath and imprint �� my incarnation!��


    Accompanied by a deep chant, Luo En opened his arms and stepped gradually into the lake water, not looking back even as the water completely submerged him, as if undergoing a transformational baptism.


    A moment later, a figure with black hair and brown eyes leapt out of the water with a splash, stepping onto the shore.


    Looking at the reflection in the water, a face both familiar yet distinctly different, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    To avoid the scrutiny of The Three Fates and conceal his identity, he had added some facial features from his past life to this incarnation��s body, making it difficult for even Athena to recognize him now.


    Of course, if he included this, his identity would be easily recognized.


    Luo En snapped his fingers, a silvery gloss flowing over and covering his body, morphing into the Sacred Robe of the Altar he once wore.


    This item had been kept hidden by him, but now with the gods in retreat and needing to gather heroes destined by Fate to fill the vacancies of the eighty-eight Sacred Robes, wearing this Altar Sacred Robe which governed all eighty-eight constellations, he could immediately handle the recruitment process for suitable candidates, making it extremely convenient.


    Besides, it seems the Medicine God��s cottage is nearby?


    Luo En thought to himself and, without ceremony, led Medea and Atalanta into the cottage, claiming quite a few Magic Potions suitable for demigods and those with lower statuses.


    Once everything was fully prepared, he left a message for Medusa, who was guarding the home, put away the Sacred Robe, dressed casually, and waved with a cheerful laugh.


    ��Let��s go, we can set off now.��


    ��Wait, I have a question.��


    Cradling her staff, Medea tilted her head and scrutinized her radically changed elder brother, frowning in inquiry.


    ��If we are to hide our identities, shouldn��t we give you a new name?��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En, looking at his reflection of black hair and brown eyes on the lake surface, smiled mischievously.


    ��Call me Seiya.��


    Stars as arrows, power piercing through enemies? What a great name!


    Atalanta, interpreting the literal meaning, couldn��t help but nod gently as she plucked her bowstring.


    Subsequently, the trio set out from the City of Athens, heading towards Arcadia.


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 Chapter 458: 12 Teacher, you actually peeped at the girls bathing!

    Chapter 458: Chapter 12 Teacher, you actually peeped at the girls bathing!


    As evening fell and the dark curtain descended, the wilderness was shrouded in silence. Four fluorite lamps hung on either side of the chariot, flickering like will-o��-the-wisps, casting a ghostly cold light that illuminated the path ahead. The wheels thundered past, sounding like rolling thunder in the open air, startling nearby birds and wild animals which abruptly woke, causing a rustling noise in the surrounding bushes.


    Ow-wooo!


    In the cool moonlight, giant wolves the size of calves caught the scent of living humans, following the carriage. They leaped and bounded through the dense forests to either side and from behind, stirring up dust with their violent magic power. Trees blocking their way were shattered by a single swipe of their claws, sending white wood chips flying and leaving the air filled with the creaks and cracks of breaking wood.


    The driver, Luo En, glanced at the pack of wolves lunging from both sides of the hill and casually drew his bronze longsword, channeling divine power into it. Several runes lit up on the blade, igniting a bloody red glow that swept across all directions with a ten-foot-long flame.


    All the magic wolves within a hundred meters were instantly turned to ash, while the creatures at a distance were torn apart and burst open by the aftermath of his sword strikes, reduced to fragmented corpses and scattered chunks of flesh.


    ��Teacher, next time you act, please try to hold back a bit.��


    Accompanied by a resentful mutter, Atalanta, dusty and disheveled, jumped down from the top of the carriage and sported a gloomy expression.


    She��d just found an opportunity to practice but had not even notched an arrow when her teacher took out hundreds of magic wolves with a single strike.


    ��Sorry, sorry, I just changed bodies and haven��t quite mastered my strength yet.��


    Looking at the dirty little ��cat�� before him, Luo En gave a dry laugh as he handed her a water bottle and a towel, while continuing to play with the bronze longsword in his hand to get used to its feel.


    However, after only a few swings, the longsword ��crack�� broke in half. The detached tip flung backwards into the carriage, narrowly missing Medea��s scalp and embedding itself into the wooden board behind her.


    Seeing a few strands of light purple hair drifting to the ground, Medea swallowed nervously, with a pale face looking weakly and pitifully at her senior brother.


    Luo En couldn��t take the blame and quickly deflected it.


    ��The quality of this sword is too bad, right? Negative review! Definitely a negative review!��


    ��That��s because you infused it with too much divine power! It��s a silver piece bought from Hera; it��s not some divine armament. No matter how good its quality, it couldn��t withstand your constant misuse.��


    Atalanta, arms crossed, sat to the side and bluntly exposed her teacher��s misdirection, before voicing the doubts she had in mind.


    ��Didn��t you bring several divine artifacts? Why use these ordinary items?��


    ��Haven��t I taught you? When you��re traveling, not only should you beware of magic beasts, but you also need to guard against your own kind. If I flaunted those around town, our journey wouldn��t be peaceful.��


    Luo En rolled his eyes and patiently shared his valuable travel tips with Atalanta and Medea.@@@@


    The saying ��a person without guilt holding a jade invites crime,�� and each of his divine artifacts was top quality. Showing them off directly would inevitably draw unwanted attention, attracting envious adversaries wave after wave.


    You should know that not only do divine armaments, which are rare weapons, attract attention, but even the regular bronze armor worn by generals attracts the Greeks, who wouldn��t let it pass when they were cleaning up after a battle.


    Killing an enemy and stripping them of their armor was a way to show off one��s martial prowess and collect honor.


    Of course, they wouldn��t spare their own people either.


    In the Trojan War, when the great hero Achilles died, his Greek allies Odysseus and Great Aeas argued over who should get Achilles�� armor, crafted by the God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus. Great Aeas thought he deserved it because he fought to protect Achilles�� body and carried it back to camp; Odysseus argued that he too deserved the armor, since he intercepted enemies from the rear, and they both shared equal credit. Ultimately, thanks to Odysseus�� superior speaking skills and favor from Athena, he won the debate and got the armor. Great Aeas, feeling wronged and infuriated, planned to kill Odysseus in his sleep. Athena used a blinding technique which led Great Aeas to kill a flock of goats instead and, in shame, took his own life.


    This bloodshed over a single piece of armor is proof of the harsh social mores and relatively low moral standards of the heroic age.


    Luo En, although unafraid of challenges, hated trouble.


    ��`


    To avoid unnecessary trouble on the road, it��s better to keep a low profile.


    He had taught Atalanta and Medea the same.


    The two young girls, despite their lack of social experience, were quite persuadable and cleverly stored the more eye-catching items they had on them into the Magic Circle Diagram.


    Luo En nodded with satisfaction, continuing to drive the cart while casually asking.


    ��By the way, where have we reached now?��


    ��We��ve just passed the border of Arcadia, and there��s still over thirty kilometers to the Arcadian Mountains.��


    Atalanta, familiar with the land, naturally replied.


    Over thirty kilometers?


    Luo En looked at the carcass of the magic wolf on the hillside behind them, frowning slightly.


    ��Aah!��


    The sudden soprano pierced into his ears, causing a painful buzz, and Luo En numbly raised his hand to cover his ears.


    When the piercing voice died down, he was just about to speak in explanation, when two furious roars came from behind him.


    ��Bastard!��


    ��Let go of my sister!��


    Following that, two sharp sword lights stabbed from behind, arriving in an instant, aiming straight for Luo En��s head and heart.


    Sensing the imminent threat, Luo En stomped hard on the ground with his right foot, using the rebound force to leap up high and reach the other side of the river.


    ��Don��t think about escaping!��


    ��Let her go!��


    Seeing their sister being taken, the two from behind immediately drew their swords and gave chase.


    Having successfully created some distance, Luo En yelled out.


    ��Stop! Look around you first!��


    The two pursuers instinctively looked down and were shocked to discover the corpses of several magic wolves lying among the bushes at their feet.


    Taking advantage of the momentary stun of the two on the other side, Luo En hurriedly clarified.


    ��This is a misunderstanding, I came to rescue her.��


    ��Yes, that��s right, brother, he saved me just now.��


    At this moment, the previously shaken girl in Luo En��s arms also raised her head, stuttering out an explanation.


    Realizing it was a misunderstanding, the two across from him awkwardly sheathed their swords and introduced themselves.


    ��Castor...��


    ��Polydeuces...��


    ��We apologize for the misunderstanding, sir, and thank you for saving my sister��s life.��


    Listening to the introduction from the brothers in front of him, Luo En��s expression froze.


    Gemini Palace?


    Damn it, I haven��t even started the job and you��re trying to chop me up. You Twins from the Zodiac really live up to your legendary reputation.


    Wait, if these two are the Twins from his memory, then the girl in his arms is...


    With that thought, Luo En turned his somewhat stiff neck and looked down at the blonde girl in his arms.


    ��He-Helen...��


    The girl answered timidly, involuntarily snuggling deeper into Luo En��s embrace.


    At the same time, the sound of hasty rustling came from the woods, and two figures sprinted down from the upstream of the river, arriving at the scene of the incident, looking astounded at the tightly embraced man and woman across the river.


    The atmosphere turned weird in an instant.


    Atalanta, drenched in vapor, pulled the thinly clad Medea behind her and spoke in a haunting voice.


    ��Teacher, I didn��t expect you to be that sort of man.��


    ��...��


    Facing the accusation, the alleged culprit looked at the conclusive evidence in his arms with a face full of despair.


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 Chapter 459: 13 Whoa, thats awesome!

    Chapter 459: Chapter 13 Whoa, that��s awesome!


    In the campsite, the six people who had resolved their misunderstanding gathered around the bright fire, exchanging names.


    Of course, Luo En used a pseudonym.


    The atmosphere gradually became friendly through their interactions. While the women dried their clothes and prepared food with laughter, the men stood guard and discussed their travels.


    Coincidentally, the three siblings from the Spartan city-state, like Luo En��s trio, were also there to deal with the beast disaster in Arcadia.


    Moreover, they were reinforcements specially invited by the King of Arcadia.


    ��Are Arcadia and Sparta that good in their state relations?��


    Luo En looked at the twin brothers before him, his face showing surprise.


    These three siblings were not ordinary Spartans, but the Prince and Princesses of Sparta, not only of noble status but also of legendary birth.


    In Zeus��s fate-related eighth descent to seduce mortals, he transformed into a swan pursued by a hawk and nestled in the arms of the Spartan Queen Leda, then coupled with her in a semi-forceful manner.


    After several days of dalliance, Queen Leda conceived and laid two shimmering golden swan eggs, from which four angelic children hatched.


    From one golden egg came Castor and Clytemnestra, the eldest son and daughter; the other egg produced Pollux and Helen, the second-born son and daughter.


    Of them, the two sons��Castor and Pollux��later became known as the Gemini heroes of Greece; the two daughters��Clytemnestra and Helen��one married Agamemnon, King of the city-state of Mycenae; the other married his brother Menelaus, and thus initiated the entire sequence of the Trojan War.


    Seeing the surprise on Luo En��s face, the twin brothers answered with a light laugh.


    ��We didn��t want to come, and we aren��t close with the King of Arcadia.��


    ��But this is an oracle from Lord Apollo...��


    Perhaps due to a sense of understanding, the two brothers had a distinctive way of speaking, almost alternately, completing a full statement together.


    Apollo?


    Luo En was taken aback for a moment, then quickly understood.


    In the traditional perception, Spartans were brave and warlike, fitting the military city-state mold, quite in line with Ares, God of War.


    But in reality, they primarily worshiped Apollo, the god of light and prophecy.


    The Spartans considered Apollo their Guardian God, both a god of war and of the arts. In Sparta��s military training, before every deployment, Spartan warriors would pray at the Temple of Apollo, hoping for victory and protection, believing that Apollo��s power could grant them courage, strength, and combat skills.


    As for Ares, sorry, though he was the god of war, he lost too often and was quite disliked by the Spartans.


    After all, war has value only if it is won.


    Well, now Apollo is also a war god, and Ares, poor fellow, seems to be having a tough time.


    Luo En bantered silently to himself while piecing together the situation from the twins�� stories.


    Not long ago, Arcadia faced a beast disaster. The Temple Priests sought help from Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, but could not get a response.


    In fact, it wasn��t that Artemis was unwilling to help, but she wasn��t in Arcadia at all.


    Having eaten their fill and rested, everyone emerged from their tents one after another.


    After spending the night together, the six, compatible in temperament and purpose, quickly reached an agreement and decided to travel together towards Arcadia.


    ~~


    Whinnyyy~~


    Across the wilderness bellowed the horses, raising clouds of dust, the six individuals driving their respective chariots, after several days of travel, finally approached the disaster-stricken area of Arcadia.


    At this time, the area was already under military blockade by the Arcadians.


    Soldiers armed with spears and shields, stationed at various strategic points on high alert, solemnly pounded their chests in salute and warned in a grave voice after identifying them.


    ��Brave warrior, once you pass this checkpoint, you will enter the area ravaged by magic beasts, they may appear at any time, you must be careful!��


    ��That��s perfect, we��re here to deal with those creatures.��


    Castor laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned.


    The middle-aged man with the look of an officer opened his mouth but seeing the spirited demeanor of both parties and recalling their demigod status, he eventually didn��t speak, merely ordering his subordinates to open the sharpened barricades and deactivate the outer defensive charms, with a few simple instructions.


    ��Ten more kilometers ahead is the Royal City, you may want to gather there first for a brief rest and basic supplies. In three days, when we have assembled enough people, His Majesty will send someone to join you in the mountains to clear out the magic beasts.��


    ��Thank you very much. You all have been working hard too,�� said Luo En as he nodded and thanked the soldiers and then drove his chariot through the checkpoint.


    ��These magic beasts are a bit different this time, be very cautious!��


    Perhaps moved by Luo En��s expression of goodwill, the officer watching the expedition team advance finally shouted out a warning.


    Luo En waved his hand to indicate he had heard the advice, then drove his chariot, picking up speed as he went forward.


    Arcadia was mountainous and the jungle dense; even the main road mostly meandered through the more even slopes of the mountains and forests.


    The chariots passed through a thin layer of mountain mist, and the view suddenly cleared up, with towering trees stretching straight into the sky and dense leaves casting spots of shade. It was only at noon that the dense fog began to dissipate slightly.


    But even so, the bright sunlight that pierced through the gaps and broke through the shadowy obstructions only amounted to insignificant specks upon reaching the forest.


    A breeze brushed past Luo En, who inhaled deeply, the vibrant fragrance of plant life mixed with the smell of decaying branches and leaves, tickling his nose and almost making him sneeze.


    These magic beasts are not quite the same... what does that mean?


    Luo En mulled over this while carefully observing his surroundings.


    The plants around were unusually large, with clear signs of mutation, and the persistent haze hanging in the dense forest was tinged with a faint smell of blood.


    ��Something��s coming! Be on alert!��


    Atalanta, standing atop the carriage, upon observing the rising dust clouds and the swathes of fallen trees on the slopes far away, couldn��t help but shout a warning, her ears pricked.


    Soon, accompanied by a violent trembling of the ground, dozens of creatures covered in shiny manes, with a pair of tusks at the front, burst out of the dense forest and charged at the two carriages on the road.


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 Chapter 460: 14: Did Typhon Derail, or Did Mother of Serpents Cheat?

    Chapter 460: Chapter 14: Did Typhon Derail, or Did Mother of Serpents Cheat?


    ��Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!��


    At the hillside where trees lay fallen in patches, the leading monsters were already no more than 300 meters away from the carriage.


    They were Magical Pigs!


    The twin brothers at the front exchanged nods, their muscles bulging as they shouted in unison, stirring the surrounding Aether into resonance, each grabbing a bronze spear and hurling their divinely inscribed weapons forward.@@@@


    ��Thud, thud!��


    The javelins precisely penetrated the eye sockets and mouths of the Magical Pigs, piercing through their skulls and then continuing forward, causing a trail of blood and muffled groans within the group of pigs, killing three or four in one go as they exhausted their remaining strength.


    Viscous red and white fluid splattered out, painting the shaded green grass.


    However, upon seeing this, the twins�� expressions slightly changed.


    This didn��t feel right.


    Under normal circumstances, with such low-level Magical Beasts, their strike just now should have easily taken down a dozen.


    As the brothers puzzled over this,


    among the horde of Magical Pigs, one with a brown-yellow hide and bristles, its surface already marked with distinctive patterns, roared hysterically upon seeing its comrades die, standing upright like a human, then fiercely stamped on the ground with its hooves.


    Immediately, a dull yellow halo surged, the mountain path��s terrain cracked open, and several earth spikes thrust out one after another.


    The carriage, taken by surprise, flipped over instantly with its occupants thrown off.


    Seeing their chance, several wild boars lit up their sharp teeth and charged forward with roaring blasts.


    Just as these beasts were about to break through the line, two figures dashed out and began slicing with their gold and black swords, weaving a dense net of blades, advancing forward and carving the charging wild boars into rolling chunks of flesh and stinking blood, which flowed freely.


    Yet, as the two figures surged forward, the ground shook, and rows of earth spikes erupted at their landing spots.


    Trying to capture the key player, the Twin brothers�� expressions changed, and they immediately clapped hands in mid-air, using the counter shock to spin their bodies like tops in the air, scattering hundreds of sharp sword lights around them, shredding the attacking earth spikes in succession.


    ��Roar~~��


    But by now, a group of smaller Magical Pigs had already bypassed the twins and were heading towards the mountain path.


    And a frail figure stood within the wreckage of the carriage, holding the delicate Apollo Divine Staff, her face deathly pale.


    As she watched the horde of Magical Pigs charging towards her, the girl��s body trembled uncontrollably, and all knowledge of curses and magic seemed to have been wiped clean from her mind in an instant.


    Damn it, Helen!


    Seeing this, the twin brothers felt their hearts tighten.


    ��Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!��


    Just then, a pristine white ��Light Rain�� began to fall from the sky, and dozens of the small Magical Pigs charging forward were pierced into hedgehogs under the barrage of arrows, dropping dead on the spot.


    ��Focus on the front, don��t let it escape! Leave this to us!��


    Atalanta, who had timely intervened, shouted a command. In the meantime, with a broader view from a branched position, she continually drew her bow and fired arrows, picking off the Magical Pigs on the mountain path one by one to ensure the safety of the two spellcasters.


    At the same time, Luo En picked up the spear and shield he carried with him, holding it in front, while Medea waved her tin staff, casting magical protection over her teammates and standing by to enhance their physical abilities, speed, strength, and more with high-speed divine words in case of crisis.


    With the support of her teammates, the tense Helen finally calmed down and began to recall the magic and curses she had learned.


    Although her execution was a bit rusty, it was better than nothing.


    ��Hahaha, good!��


    With their worries behind them, the twins burst into laughter, each brandishing a sword amidst the horde of Magical Pigs, slashing and stabbing wildly, causing the beasts to squeal in agony and blood to spread everywhere.


    ��You beast, it��s your turn, don��t think you can escape!��


    After dealing with the nearby smaller Magical Pigs, they clearly aimed for a large Magical Pig with several patterns on its mane and charged towards it.


    ��Dang!��


    However, as the two swords fell, the blades struck the interlocking patterns on the skin of the Magical Pig, only to be deflected as if they had hit a steel plate.


    ��You mean, these creatures transformed from Wild Boars and domestic pigs?!��


    ��More precisely, they were ��Demonized��...��


    Luo En corrected, his gaze sweeping over the dozen stomachs opened on the ground, then gazing towards the fog-enshrouded Arcadian Mountains, his eyes gradually deepening.


    ��I��m afraid this ��Beast Disaster�� is not so simple. There might be something or some force in the mountains that is driving these animals to ��Demonize��.��


    ��Hearing you say that, we also feel something��s not right.��


    The Twins, coming to their senses, then shared additional information.


    ��When we fought with those Magical Pigs earlier, they felt harder to kill than expected.��


    ��Moreover, though Magical Pigs are notoriously fierce, these creatures actually turned and ran when the situation turned sour.��


    Hearing the brothers�� accounts, the grim expressions on everyone��s faces intensified.


    As they were exchanging thoughts, an unknown growl came from deep within the mountains.


    Luo En glanced at the line of Wild Boar corpses on the ground and suggested gravely.


    ��The smell of blood here is too strong; it��s not wise to stay long. There are many oddities in the ��Beast Disaster�� of Arcadia. Let��s handle this and head to the Royal City to regroup!��


    Everyone nodded in agreement, with Medea and Helen on the hillside especially eager to leave this creepy place that made their skin crawl.


    However, just as the two were about to rejoin the group and embark on a new journey, a fierce figure swooped down, crushing swathes of trees and landing behind them.


    Somewhat hot breath blew against their necks through the air, causing goosebumps to erupt on Medea and Helen��s skin, deeply regretting their decision to distance themselves from their teammates because of the stench.


    At that moment, the two Spellcasters instinctively wanted to run back to their teammates.


    ��Don��t move!��


    From a distance, Luo En��s mouth opened and closed as he gestured reassuringly.


    Out of trust, they forced themselves to restrain their fear and stayed in place.


    Meanwhile, the four individuals opposite them lifted their heads to look at the creature that had appeared before them, their faces grave.


    ��It was almost a hundred meters long, shaped like a snake or a dragon.


    Its purple-red crest shone brilliantly, its eyes under the eyelids a fiery red, as if spouting flames, with three tongues stretching out like a trident.


    Its mouth, lined with three layers of sharp teeth, gleamed coldly; venom dripped from between the teeth, corroding upon contact with the water surface, creating a fizzing noise as a pale green toxic mist rose from it.


    From the density and sheen of its scales, it was already mature, both its abilities and hunting experience at their peak.


    More importantly, it had three heads!


    The three serpent-like heads, supported by slender necks, surrounded Medea and Helen, blocking their escape routes.


    Luckily, the vision of serpents isn��t good at catching static objects, so the creature didn��t immediately notice the tasteful meal beside it.


    A three-headed dragon snake? Why does this seem so familiar?


    A dragon? Typhon?


    A serpent? Mother of Serpents?


    Isn��t this just a lesser version of Hydra?


    So, did Typhon cheat, or did Mother of Serpents split?


    As these thoughts surfaced in Luo En��s mind, the three serpent heads, finally distracted by the thick smell of blood, slowly moved away from Medea and Helen, opening their mouths to tear at several of the gutted Magical Pigs.


    Now��s the time, attack!


    Almost simultaneously, Luo En and the Twins leaped forward, each taking on one of the writhing serpent heads.


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 Chapter 461: 15 Chop off One Head, Two Grow Back—Long Live Hydra! (5k)

    Chapter 461: Chapter 15 Chop off One Head, Two Grow Back��Long Live Hydra! (5k)


    ��Pu! Pu! Pu!��


    Two long swords and a spear shot forward like lightning, unexpectedly beheading the three writhing snake heads.


    Before the heads hit the ground, Atalanta rapidly plucked the bowstring. Three arrows struck their targets precisely, carrying the falling heads dozens of meters away and nailing them to different trees. Then the Burst Runes at the tips of the arrows activated, blowing the heads and the trees behind them to smithereens.


    The four fighters�� overall coordination and attack sequencing was as fluent as flowing water. The dragon-serpent creature with three heads hadn��t even had a chance to react before it was left bewildered.


    But just when they thought the dust had settled, Luo En noticed the flesh at the severed necks squirming and dividing. His eyelid twitched, and he burst out yelling.


    ��Be careful, it��s not dead yet!��


    The Twins instinctively turned around and were shocked to see that the dragon-serpent, which they had beheaded, had grown new ones.


    And not three, but six!


    One head cut off, two more grew back? Was this truly a carbon copy of the Hydra?


    Seeing this, Luo En��s heart sank.


    Something was definitely wrong with Arcadia, and it most likely had something to do with Typhon��s Divinity!


    ��Roar~��


    At the same time, the dragon-serpent, having regained its senses and realizing it had just died once, let out an angry hiss from its six newborn heads. Its mouths spewed out dark green venom. The Twins, although they managed to dodge the poison with their agile movements,


    however, once the large volume of venom hit the ground, it instantly rose into a thick green cloud of poison fog.@@@@


    The Twins inadvertently inhaled a breath of it and immediately felt dizzy and blacked out, their swords nearly slipping from their hands.


    The poison of the Hydra, which not even the future Hercules in his prime nor the Immortal Sage Chiron could withstand,


    The solemn chant of divine words echoed through the wilderness. Atalanta leaned backward, her body forming an exaggerated arc, and she released one gold and one silver arrow into the sky.


    At their zenith, the arrows vibrated and resonated with the stars and moon, splitting from one to two, and two to four, instantly multiplying to thousands. Countless Light Arrows fell like a meteor shower upon the six writhing snake heads and the monster��s massive body, the sound of rending flesh filling the air.


    After this blow, the creature��s animosity was drawn away by Atalanta in the distance. The Twins, who lay helpless on the ground, narrowly escaped disaster. Yet as the poison penetrated further, they had virtually no strength left to move, and blood began to ooze from their eyes and mouths.


    They had not expected to fall here before even reaching Arcadia.


    If their comrades and relatives back home knew this outcome, they would surely be the laughingstock.


    The consciousness of the two brothers blurred, and they exchanged bittersweet smiles, their expressions filled with regret.


    Seeing that the dragon-serpent��s heads were turning back to the closest targets after venting in vain, the brothers closed their eyes in resignation, ready to meet their end.


    ��Pu!��


    A javelin whistled through the air and struck the dragon-serpent��s heart, blasting a large hole through its chest.


    ��Hum!��


    Simultaneously, a majestic hum came from the cosmos, and several streaks of golden light, like falling stars, streaked across the sky, falling towards the immobile Twins on the ground.


    ��Ding ding ding ding!��


    The clear sounds of metal components colliding followed one after another.


    With the last collision sound ceasing, two dazzling balls of golden light exploded out of the dark green fog. The dragon-serpent, irritated by the bright light, cried out in pain and stumbled backward.


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 Chapter 462: 15 Cut off one head, two more shall take its place — Hail Hydra! (5k)_2

    Chapter 462: Chapter 15 Cut off one head, two more shall take its place �� Hail Hydra! (5k)_2


    Two figures, wrapped in the light of gold, slowly stood up from the ground and looked in astonishment at their armors, which now shimmered in golden hues and were beautifully crafted.


    ��This Golden Saint Cloth was specifically brought from War God Mountain to save your lives,�� Luo En said as he approached from outside the poisonous fog, casually tossing three or four bottles of antidote to the twin brothers beside him.


    Still suffering from residual poison, the two brothers hurriedly caught the antidotes and quickly drank them dry, feeling considerably better. They then turned their grateful gazes toward their lifesaver.


    They had heard of Sacred Robes, that they were extremely valuable Divine Armaments, and that only the most outstanding one or two graduates from Greece��s premier institution��the Academy of Athens��were eligible to receive such a reward each year.


    And usually, the colors of these armors are bronze and silver.


    Golden Saint Cloths like this one were almost never seen.


    Furthermore, it was said that silver and higher-grade Sacred Robes generally had a feature to recognize their owner, and if passed on to someone else, the current user generally had to die before the next user could take over.


    Although through the conversation from the previous night, they knew that he was a professor and student from the Academy of Athens, handing over such a precious item to them clearly entailed a significant responsibility and pressure.


    ��Can you move? Do you walk out on your own, or should they help you?�� Luo En asked as he stepped forward.


    The Sacred Robes couldn��t detoxify poison, and their Poison Resistance was mediocre at best. Currently, their most significant function was to filter out the toxic air and Magic Power, allowing the wearer to form an internal Aether circulation, creating a microcosm within their own body.@@@@


    Because the incident happened so suddenly, and to bring these items from War God Mountain ahead of time, Luo En had truly spent quite a bit of time, which caused a substantial buildup of toxins within the twin brothers�� bodies.


    The two brothers looked at each other and raised their hands together.


    ��Antidote? Three more bottles!��


    The choice was obvious, and without wasting words, Luo En tossed another six bottles of antidote to the twins.


    The brothers immediately drank their antidotes clean, and most of the toxins in their bodies were cleared away.


    After all, this dragon-snake creature only possessed similar Divinity to Typhon and wasn��t a direct relative of Typhon like the Hydra.


    ��Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!��


    Before it could counterattack, three of its heads screamed in excruciating pain.


    Struggling, the creature looked downward and saw that three small figures, each wielding swords and spears inscribed with Divine Patterns, were slashing at its heads.


    So tough!


    Seeing the swords stuck in the creature��s neck, the twin brothers�� expressions changed slightly.


    Luo En, on the other hand, looked at his Bronze Spear, which was severely corroded by the poison blood and now only half remained, and at the one severed serpent head, feeling somewhat helpless.


    After the head was regrown, not only did the creature��s defense increase, but its poison became much stronger.


    ��Move!��


    With a shout from the distance, Atalanta, Medea, and Helen, having regrouped, commenced another round of long-distance suppression.


    But this time, whether it was arrows or Magic, all were deflected off of the dragon-snake creature��s blackened and hardened scales and the surging divine light patterns, leaving no mark or damage.


    Seizing the opportunity, the twin brothers pulled out their swords and, relying on their agility, wove in and out in a blur, hacking away over a dozen times. However, the dragon-snake seemed to do nothing but retreat under the force of the blows, and as the dust settled, its wounds appeared just as shallow and healed up instantly.


    Even worse, the endpoint where the creature��s head had been severed was once again writhing with flesh, and soon two more serpent heads grew out.


    Now there were seven heads.


    However, after withstanding more than a dozen heavy blows in quick succession, the dragon-snake seemed to be flagging as the Divine Patterns on its body dimmed, and its life force began to wane.


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 Chapter 463: 15 Chop off One Head, Two Grow Back—Long Live Hydra! (5k)_3

    Chapter 463: Chapter 15 Chop off One Head, Two Grow Back��Long Live Hydra! (5k)_3


    But immediately after, before they could celebrate, the monster bent its head down and bit tons of soil, swallowing it directly.


    Just seconds later, the divine patterns on its body began to glow gradually.


    Damn, can Earth Divinity be used like this?


    Watching the gigantic serpent monster recover by eating soil, everyone felt their worldviews shaken.


    Can this thing really be defeated? The Twins couldn��t help but waver.


    ��Give me some time, and I��ll break its divine protection!��


    Atalanta��s shout came from afar, and then she positioned herself at a vantage point with a good view, slowly drawing her bowstring and whispering an incantation.


    ��Let��s go!��


    The Twins burst forth with fighting spirit, charging in a pincer attack, rushing past the two forelegs that the dragon-snake monster relied on to support its body.


    Boom! Boom!


    In the dull impact, the divine patterns that surfaced on the monster��s skin shook violently, and its body staggered backward, toppling several giant trees.


    Then, the brothers nodded in silent agreement, resonated with the divinity within them, and stepped forward in unison with thundering steps.


    The two swordsmanship masters moved with blinding speed, attacking the monster��s joints, eyes, heart, and other areas with precision. Their blades stabbed and slashed fluidly, like clouds and water.


    Flesh flew and blood splattered everywhere.


    At that moment, they no longer pursued a deadly strike but aimed to delay the dragon-snake monster��s actions as much as possible, forcing it to consume divine power to regenerate.


    When the last sword thrust out, the two brothers, in perfect body and mind synchronization, raised their swords high in spirit, echoing the commanding stars twinkling in the sky.@@@@


    ��Fear!��


    ��Revere!��


    ��O shining existence in the sky, guide us, the stars!��


    ��We have come to this place!��


    ��Roar!��


    The dragon-serpent lifted its only remaining active head, its eyes bloodshot, struggling to spray venom at that small creature that had inflicted severe damage on it.


    ��Hiss!��


    But as soon as the monster opened its mouth, everything around seemed to slow down, a strange gray-black arc of light passed by, and a strong sensation of spatial distortion rippled through the air.


    ��Bang!��


    That ferocious head broke away from its neck and fell, crashing into the soil.


    ��It��s finally over.��


    Luo En shook his head, crushing the head, whose last trace of spirit was extinguishing, with his foot.


    ��Teacher...�� Atalanta murmured at the figure standing before her, unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed forward.


    Luo En��s outstretched arm gently embraced his own collapsing little cat, turning his head to look at the others who had rushed over.


    ��Clean up the contamination and bloodstains here, we need to leave as quickly as possible!��


    The others, who had just experienced a fierce battle and narrowly escaped with their lives, nodded in agreement, their hearts still pounding with the aftermath.


    Subsequently, the twins blasted a large hole in the ground with their longswords, and the spellcasters Medea and Helen stepped forward, using curses to transport the corpses on the ground into the hole, concentrating on incinerating and burying them, while cleaning up the surrounding poisons and bloodstains, to prevent any trouble for those who might come later due to their improper handling.


    After quickly dealing with the scene, the group of six kept their guard up while they moved towards Arcadia Royal City.


    One should know that within this team of six, there were three offspring of the Great God Zeus, two outstanding students from the Academy of Athens, and an even more professional teacher.


    Yet such a luxurious lineup nearly met their demise when facing a dragon-serpent creature that emerged from Arcadia.


    Although it is uncertain how many monsters of this level are in the deep mountains, or if this was the only one.


    But it was clear that the problem of the [Beast Disaster] had become very serious, far beyond their expectations. They must meet with the resistance forces of Arcadia as soon as possible, it would be best to make direct contact with the King of Arcadia!


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 Chapter 464: 16 The Most European Lucky Draw in History (4.1k)

    Chapter 464: Chapter 16 The Most European Lucky Draw in History (4.1k)


    Early next morning, Arcadia Royal City.


    After a night of nonstop travel, a party of six finally arrived at their destination.


    Atalanta, who had been dozing off on Luo En��s back, gradually woke up after a night��s rest. Although she was severely drained of physical strength and magic power, looking listlessly tired, she could at least guarantee basic mobility.


    ��We have urgent matters that require an audience with His Majesty Iasus!��


    The twin brothers up front said, as they tossed a bronze emblem of Apollo etched with the pattern of the Sun to the guards at the city gate as proof of their identities.


    Before long, a middle-aged man with the bearing of an officer hurried over, confirmed the identities of the two princes of Sparta, and promptly ordered the soldiers to let them pass. He then personally led the six warriors on a swift journey to the Arcadia Palace.


    With a guide to clear the way, the six of them had an unobstructed journey and quickly arrived at the grand doors of the palace��s main hall.


    After a brief notification process, they were smoothly ushered into the Arcadia Palace��s reception hall, where they saw the legendary King of Arcadia, Iasus.


    He was a tall and burly middle-aged man, whose rugged features faintly revealed the good looks of his youth.


    After exchanging a few curt pleasantries, the twin brothers got straight to the point and described in detail what they had encountered on their journey to the King of Arcadia.


    ��Your Majesty, this Beast Disaster is by no means minor, and we hope you will take it very seriously!��


    ��Thank you for coming such a long way, and for the well-intentioned warning, I will definitely consider these matters seriously,��


    replied King Iasus repeatedly, looking grave.


    However, he hadn��t said much before he began to gasp for air, his face took on an unhealthy pallor, indicating that his physical health was in poor condition.


    The fact that Luo En��s group encountered packs of Magic Wolves on the official road thirty kilometers from the Arcadian Mountains was the result of these events.


    What was more deadly was that this Beast Disaster seemed extraordinary, as the Magic Beast herds appeared to continuously ��enhance�� and ��evolve.��


    While it was still within a controllable range, Iasus��s decision to lead the Divine Blood Guard of Arcadia to their deaths had likely allowed the Magic Beasts to further strengthen themselves by devouring flesh that bore divinity and armor imbued with magic power.


    On top of that, these Magic Beasts began appearing on official roads, preying on travelers and warriors coming to participate in the suppression efforts.


    Caught off-guard against the deliberate, many must have ended up as food for those mutated Magic Beasts, making them even harder to contend with.


    As a result, the more experience packs that were delivered, the faster the Magic Beasts in the mountains developed, raising the difficulty of hunting and suppression in turn.


    Even the twin sons of Zeus from Sparta nearly met with disaster.


    Indeed, the incompetence of a single leader can doom an entire army.


    After silently criticizing, Luo En patiently waited until the exchange was over and then followed the twin brothers out of the Royal Palace reception hall.


    After Iasus��s actions, coordinating the local ��high-tier military units�� was out of the question; they could now only rely on recruiting ��hero units�� from other areas to form elite squads in an attempt to enter the Arcadian Mountains, investigate the causes of the Magic Beast mutations, and solve the problem at its root.


    ��Gentlemen, please wait.��


    As Luo En was contemplating this, two soldiers wielding spears and shields moved to block the middle door. A white-robed High Priestess emerged, giving a slight nod as a gesture of respect and then led them to a side hall. She unveiled a black gauze, revealing a crystal ball enshrined beneath on the altar.


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 Chapter 465: 16 The Luckiest Draw in History (4.1k)_2

    Chapter 465: Chapter 16 The Luckiest Draw in History (4.1k)_2


    The white-robed High Priestess spread her arms to signal the six people to place their hands on it for the test, one by one.


    The six exchanged glances and couldn��t help but frown slightly.


    ��This is a necessary procedure for participating in this hunt, all heroes must pass this test.��


    Seeing the doubtful expressions on everyone��s faces, the High Priestess immediately pursed her lips and earnestly explained the reason.


    ��After all, in order to deal effectively with the Beast Disaster, we need to verify everyone��s identity and capabilities and ensure the safety of all as much as possible.��


    Listening to the tactful explanation, Luo En and the others looked at each other and nodded slightly.


    Simply put, it was to prevent enemy spies from infiltrating and to ensure their own safety; on the other hand, it was to assess the level of the recruited hero units to make appropriate plans for the expedition.


    This test was not chosen to be conducted upon their entry to the Royal Palace to meet the King of Arcadia, but was formally initiated after the negotiation had ended, showing them enough respect.


    Once they understood the reasons, everyone had no objections, they stepped forward one after another to place their palm on the surface of the crystal ball, injecting Aether Magic Power.


    Instantly, the Magic Circle Diagram activated, and three golden beams of light rose one after the other, the amethyst of Mingyue, the silver-white of the bright moon, and the golden Sun divine seals successively took shape.


    Devotees of Hecate, Goddess of the Hunt Artemis��s kin, and messengers of the God of Light, Apollo...@@@@


    All of them were blessed by gods!


    The white-robed High Priestess, looking at such a high-quality collection of golden light, was rather shocked, then her solemn gaze finally fell on Luo En, who had not yet been tested.


    ��It��s your turn.��


    Luo En nodded lightly, stepped forward and placed his hand on the crystal ball, a grapevine bursting forth from the earth, lush and dripping with vitality, its clusters of grapes refracting a glimmering white light.


    A follower of the Dionysian Sect?


    The white-robed High Priestess couldn��t help but take a few extra glances at Luo En but soon shook her head somewhat disinterestedly.


    It was just an ordinary level, a false excitement.


    However, the High Priestess clearly did not notice that within the white light, there was a hint of iridescence, nor would she imagine that the most valuable card of the six was the one before her.


    Suddenly, as if realizing her behavior was a bit impolite, she quickly averted her gaze and smiled as she spoke.


    ��Heroes responding to the call are now arriving from various places and will need some time to gather, so the official day to enter the mountains and clear out the Magic Beasts is tentatively set for three days from now. In the meantime, why don��t you all rest up in the city? The Temple will arrange accommodations for you.��


    The Moon Temple, serving the Goddess of the Hunt, thus became the predominant faith in Arcadia, indisputably supreme.


    The white-robed High Priestess who had tested Luo En and his companions was from the Moon Temple.


    In order to regain a foothold in the region of Arcadia, that resourceful and Speedy God started a religious reformation, gradually developed the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, and dispatched his disciples to propagate his teachings in this land.


    True to his reputation as the God of Commerce, his mind is indeed nimble.


    Luo En gave a fair assessment and then turned his attention to the other group competing with the Dionysian Sect for territory.


    ��Oh merciful Goddess, I thank you, grant me food.��


    A hundred or so people crammed into a cramped and dark little house, freely distributing and drinking freshly brewed barley porridge, and then, drunk-like, leaned against walls and the ground, falling into a deep slumber.


    At the same time, wisps of black mist escaped from those who had consumed the barley porridge, gradually dissipating into the air.


    As these impurity-like substances were expelled from their bodies, the devotees appeared to be purified from the inside out, their brows relaxed, their complexions serene, their breathing steady, and their whole bodies seemed to radiate a lustrous glow.


    Smelling the scent of the porridge coming through the door cracks, Luo En couldn��t help but sneeze.


    Hygieian Porridge, no wonder it felt a little familiar.


    If he remembered correctly, this was a favorite ingredient in the secret rituals of the Eleusinian Esoteric Sect.


    This sect worshiped the Agriculture Goddess Demeter and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, hoping through specific foods and rituals to attain immortality and endless life.


    In the original myth, while searching for her daughter Persephone, the Agriculture Goddess Demeter had used the nectar of Hygieian Porridge to cleanse the body of a city-state prince she had nurtured, and at night, she would place him over the fire to purge his mortal parts, hoping to make him immortal,


    And the Ocean Goddess Tethys dipping her son Achilles into the waters of Styx to grant him an indestructible body was also influenced by the Eleusinian mysteries.


    Since to mortals, forever life and immortality are almost irresistible temptations, the spread of the Eleusinian Esoteric Sect was quite rapid. Not long after Artemis had left, this foreign sect managed to attract a large following in Arcadia.


    Walking down the street, Luo En stopped himself for the third time from slipping his hand into his pocket, observing the various figures in the city, and murmured sarcastically to himself.


    The Moon Temple that believes in Artemis, the Dionysian Sect that believes in himself, the secretly formed Hermes Trismegistus Sector by Hermes, and the older Eleusinian Esoteric Sect that worships the Agriculture Goddess Demeter and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld...


    Top it all off with the ��Beast Disaster�� associated with the divinity of Typhon...


    Indeed, the land of Arcadia is teeming with life, a veritable hotbed of contention.


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 Chapter 466: 17 Teacher, You Dont Want To Either... (3k)

    Chapter 466: Chapter 17 Teacher, You Don��t Want To Either... (3k)


    At night, in the simple and quiet courtyard, Atalanta sat comfortably on a wicker chair, feasting with satisfaction.


    Even though the food had cooled somewhat, she still enjoyed her meal immensely.


    Leaned against the grapevine, Luo En sipped the newly brewed wine while taking an interested look at Atalanta��s cat ears which seemed to twitch with contentment.


    It must be said, keeping a cat was a very pleasant thing.


    Especially when the cat could also transform into a Cat Lady, that sense of satisfaction was multiplied.


    After Atalanta had eaten her fill, Luo En stepped forward proactively, offering her a chilled cup of grape wine.


    The huntress downed it in one gulp, washing the food down into her stomach, then spoke in a deep voice.


    ��Just like you said, I��ve inquired around. There are only a dozen or so Divine Blood Heroes who��ve successfully reached the Arcadia Royal City, and almost all of them have suffered attacks from Magic Beasts.��


    Almost?


    Does that mean the attacks from the Magic Beasts that emerged from the Arcadian Mountains were not coincidental?


    Upon hearing this adjective, Luo En frowned slightly and murmured to himself.


    ��It seems that Arcadia holds deep waters...��


    ��How about I help with some divination?��


    Seeing her senior brother��s face turn solemn, the nearby Medea volunteered eagerly.


    Divination?


    That��s right. Hecate is the goddess of roads, possessing the Authority to guide people��s directions.


    Since there are no leads at the moment, it wouldn��t hurt to try.


    After a brief consideration, Luo En agreed internally.


    Then, Medea deftly opened up the Magic Circle Diagram to reveal a round oak board.


    This object was composed of twelve segments, each with a Greek numeral at the bottom. Correspondingly above were simple drawings of animals or Divine Monsters like bulls, sheep, crabs, centaurs, and others.


    Moreover, each segment was inlaid with three gemstones along its borders: from 1 to 12, there were garnet, amethyst, aquamarine, diamond, emerald, moonstone, ruby, peridot, sapphire, opal, topaz, and turquoise.


    Luo En touched it and felt the texture under his fingertips, prompting him to look closely, and he vaguely made out the marks of the Sun, Moon, Venus, and other primary celestial bodies, along with other stars.


    In the center��s recess, a crystal ball the size of an adult��s fist was placed.


    This seemed to be a rudimentary Greek Star Disk, and the composition of celestial patterns and the zodiac already had the basic outline.


    The eighty-eight constellations were not entirely composed of deceased heroes and ethereal legends but essentially existed since the creation of the World. It was only later for ease of memory that constellations were connected to different people or things through storytelling.


    And for this reason, the eighty-eight sets of Sacred Robes corresponding to these constellations would exist even before those heroes.


    As Luo En was getting somewhat distracted, Medea who stood up stealthily pulled out one of his hairs.


    ��Borrowing this!��


    Medea placed the strand of Luo En��s hair into a crystal goblet prepared in advance, then proceeded to extract several bottles and jars from the Magic Circle Diagram and poured the multicolored solutions into the crystal goblet.


    After sequentially adding various strange and quirky powders, the solution reacted violently, producing intermittent bluish and purplish light pollution, and the strand of hair stripped of its Divine Power also blended into the solution amidst shaking, emerging as a freshly concocted Witchcraft Potion.


    ��Each person��s ��Spirit�� is unique, and taking something from the inquirer can steer the Star Disk to the correct position, conveying a more precise message,�� Medea patiently explained while pouring the purple-black solution from the crystal goblet into the indentation of the Star Disk, illuminating each star and making the Divine Patterns flicker and sparkle.


    ��Now is the time. Close your eyes, clear your mind, and ask the deepest question of your heart to Hecate, the goddess who guides our paths.��


    Overwhelmed with excitement, Medea found it hard to believe: ��Are these really for me?��


    Luo En nodded and said gravely,


    ��Thank you, Senior Brother!��


    Upon receiving a definite answer, Medea was ecstatic, and in her excitement, she threw her arms around Luo En��s neck and planted a kiss on the forehead of her senior brother.


    Compared to her aunt who kept making her life difficult, this senior brother who had taken good care of her was her true family!


    Suddenly taken by surprise, Luo En came back to his senses, touched the wet mark on his forehead, and smiled wryly.


    Atalanta, watching from the side as Medea happily ran back with her gifts, had a teasing glint in her eyes.


    ��Teacher, I can��t pretend not to see this, and you wouldn��t want Lady Tethys hearing about it...��


    ��Stop, stop, what gift do you want? Just say it, and I��ll give it to you!��


    Luo En quickly put up his hands in surrender, showing a willingness to make peace at any cost.


    ��A gift? You already gave me one, and that��s enough,�� Atalanta said, lifting the Sky Vault Bow in her hand and speaking with a light chuckle.


    ��So, I��d like to take this opportunity to ask a question.��


    ��What is it?��


    ��Who are my parents?��


    Atalanta��s smile faded as she looked seriously at her teacher, her green eyes filled with intense longing.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the Arcadia Palace.


    The King of Arcadia lying on the bed coughed violently as if he were about to expel a lung, beads of sweat the size of peas seeping from his forehead as blue veins pulsated beneath his skin. His hands, clenched tightly around the bedsheets, were white to the bone, and his nails unknowingly pierced the flesh of his palms, the radiant red blood soaking into the sheets.


    Clearly, he was enduring immense pain.


    ��Medicine... medication... give me my medicine!��


    Accompanied by suppressed, low growls, a maid walked hurriedly into the bedroom and carefully presented a dark red Dan Pill.


    Upon seeing it, the King of Arcadia, like a ravenous dog, snatched the Dan Pill and swallowed it whole, then tilted his head back to gulp it down.


    After a moment, the King of Arcadia breathed a sigh of relief as if unburdened, and settled back into bed, his pale face gaining a healthy hint of red.


    Even so, the sense of powerlessness lingering on the brink of death, coupled with the progressively worsening symptoms, still filled him with dread.


    ��Bang!��


    The King of Arcadia slammed his fist onto the bed, his face twisted in anger.


    Why? Why could the deities live eternally while he had to endure the agonies of pain and illness?


    It was unfair! This was unjust!


    ��Go, call the Priest here...��


    The King of Arcadia gestured solemnly, his gaze flickering as if he had resolved himself to a certain decision.


    The trembling maid by the bedside, as if granted a reprieve, hurriedly left the oppressive and gloomy hall with her tray.


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 Chapter 467: 18 Helen, You Cant! (4.7k)

    Chapter 467: Chapter 18 Helen, You Can��t! (4.7k)


    In the courtyard, the atmosphere fell into a deep silence.


    Atalanta looked at Luo En, her brow furrowed in worry, and quickly began to explain.


    ��Teacher, I just want to know who my parents are, where I come from. I definitely don��t mean to distance myself from you! I always keep in mind the care you and the great Artemis have shown me!��


    ��I know.��


    Luo En nodded and cast a reassuring glance at Atalanta.


    On an island in Ancient Greece, one day, as the sun set, the sage Socrates stared into the vast sea and sky, posing three questions: Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?


    Once asked, these questions became the ultimate philosophical propositions, continually testing human wisdom and discussing human existence.


    Because at a certain time in life, nearly everyone considers similar questions, exploring the meaning of their own existence.


    Clearly, Atalanta had reached that age.


    In this matter, Luo En could of course understand and was not angered by it. In fact, what he was pondering was a different question.


    ��If I tell you the answer, what will you do when you meet them?��


    ��I want to know why they abandoned me?��


    Atalanta replied without hesitation, her expression earnest.


    Luo En sighed and softly spoke the truth.


    ��Because your father wanted a son to inherit his family business, and you were born a girl. So, to him, you were without value.��


    Upon hearing this, Atalanta��s face paled, and she inadvertently bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.


    Under her father��s persistent persuasions, Atalanta eventually softened and agreed to set up a contest to choose a suitor.


    But as a follower of Artemis, who had vowed to remain chaste, her decision was equivalent to betrayal in the eyes of the original Goddess of the Hunt.


    Thus, she lost Artemis�� protection and soon fell under the influence of Love God Aphrodite��s authority, marrying a lesser-known suitor��Hippomenes.


    In the end, as Hippomenes was cursed for forgetting to make a sacrifice to Aphrodite, Atalanta too was implicated, accidentally committing a sacrilege and transformed into a lion to serve the gods by pulling their chariots.


    After going over Atalanta��s life experiences in his mind, Luo En spoke with a heavy heart.


    ��Think it through well. Once you have it figured out, I can still tell you the answer later.��


    As Atalanta came out of her daze and heard the concern in his words, she nodded slightly, then filled with confusion and contemplation, she returned to her bedroom.


    Indeed, she needed to carefully consider how to confront the father who had abandoned her.


    Watching his student Atalanta��s somewhat desolate figure, and recalling his junior Medea��s tragic life, Luo En felt an immense headache.


    Sigh, one after another, none of them makes it easy for me.


    After muttering to himself, Luo En raised his hand to gather the fragments of a crystal ball scattered in the pond into his palm, planning to take them back to his bedroom to study the implications of the recent divination.


    After all, as a goddess of roads, Hecate held some expertise in divination.


    If he could decipher the meaning of the omen, it might provide some guidance for the upcoming mission to quell the Beast Disaster.


    Soon, Luo En erased the traces in the yard, entered his bedroom with a bag of crystal ball fragments.


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 Chapter 468: 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_2

    Chapter 468: Chapter 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_2


    However, before he could start studying, a soft knock came from outside the door.


    As the door opened, the shapely Helen was standing quietly in the dim hallway, carefully handing over an exquisitely hidden snack box from behind her.


    ��About the earlier matter, my brothers and I haven��t had the chance to formally thank you, so I specifically made some snacks tonight, hoping you would try them.��


    Despite her words, judging by the blonde beauty��s sneaky actions just now, the freshly changed white dress, and the scent of roses lingering on her skin after her bath... all these signs led Luo En to guess that this box of snacks had little to do with the reckless Twins; it was purely Helen��s personal gesture.


    Though he knew it was trouble, seeing the hopeful little face of the blonde beauty, Luo En reluctantly nodded.


    ��It just so happens I haven��t slept yet, come in.��


    At his words, Helen��s face lit up with a radiant smile, and she quickly entered the room, opened the snack box, and placed several freshly made dishes on the table to invite her lifesaver to taste them.


    She herself sat opposite Luo En after he took his seat, propping her chin up and staring intently at her rescuer.


    The undisguised curiosity and a tinge of palpable fervor in her bright eyes made Luo En feel rather uneasy.


    Emotional expressions in the Divine Era were often unrestrained and passionate.


    Based on Luo En��s experience from years of being ��a friend to women,�� he judged that the Spartan Princess was likely taking a fancy to him.


    Of course, this was merely a desire borne from physical attractiveness, an instinctive quest for beauty, far from anything like love.


    Just like an old dark joke, a handsome hero��s daring rescue is met with a ��damsel with nothing to repay, offering her body instead�� scenario.


    If he were too ugly, sorry, ��I promise to serve as your beast in the next life�� would be your storyline.


    With excellent parental genes and the Divine Authority of Love from the Rose, Luo En��s appearance and charisma were indeed top-tier among male divinities.@@@@


    Plus, having bravely stepped forward twice along the way, not only saving Helen herself but also pulling the Twins back from the brink of death, it was no surprise that this beauty-conscious Spartan Princess had fallen for him under the sway of such actions.


    However, Luo En was somewhat indifferent to this proactive Greek beauty knocking on his door.


    On one hand, she was not a sedate woman; years into her marriage, she had fallen for Paris, a visiting Prince from Troy, blindly believing his sweet nothings and eloping with him in pursuit of the so-called ��love,�� eventually triggering the Trojan War;


    ��This has nothing to do with whether you��re pretty or not, liking someone is a matter between two people.��


    Luo En shook his head, patiently explaining.


    ��If that��s hard to understand, then consider it when you��re older; it��s too early for you now.��


    ��I��m not a child!��


    Helen protested spiritedly, feeling quite indignant after repeated setbacks.


    Looking at the girl who tried to maintain her dignity yet looked barely more than a high schooler, Luo En was somewhat perplexed and finally spoke firmly.


    ��Alright then, tell me what liking someone means? What really is love? If you had to marry someone you don��t love, what would you choose?��


    ��...��


    Faced with these rapid-fire questions, Helen paused, her face full of perplexity.


    Liking is just liking, isn��t it? Why so many questions?


    Unable to answer, the confused Spartan Princess was gently pushed out of the room.


    ��When you figure out these questions, come find me then.��


    The man at the door finished speaking and closed the door directly.


    A chill wind swept through the hallway, and Spartan Princess Helen, in her thin dress, couldn��t help but shiver from the night��s cold as she crossed her arms over her chest.


    But compared to the cold attacking her body, the cold treatment that just struck her soul was far more powerful.


    Now, she even started to doubt her own allure.


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 Chapter 469: 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_3

    Chapter 469: Chapter 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_3


    Just as the little Spartan princess, crestfallen, was preparing to turn around and leave, the door creaked open, and a warm blanket was draped over her.


    ��It��s cold outside, don��t catch a cold; put this on,�� someone said.


    After this brief instruction, the door closed once more.


    Helen snuggled into the cozy blanket, paused at the door, gazing for a moment, and a light of joy blossomed on her otherwise desolate face.


    He still cares about me!


    It��s just that I am too young to answer the questions he asked.


    But what if I find the answers?


    With that thought, Helen��s eyes lit up, and she wrapped the blanket around herself and hurried to her bedroom.


    ~~


    At last, she had left...


    Luo En stood at the window, watching Helen��s departing figure, and heaved a sigh of relief.


    He had said what he needed to say, hoping that the young girl would take his words to heart and not follow the same disastrous path as her forebears.


    In the original history, the twin brothers who adored Helen were supposed to inherit the throne of Sparta and ensure their sister a carefree life.


    However, due to the twists of fate, one twin died young and the other ascended to the heavens, both transforming into stars that adorned the sky under Zeus��s divine authority, causing the throne of Sparta to remain vacant for a long time.


    Moreover, according to the epic ��Iliad,�� after being wounded by a poisoned arrow, in his desperation to survive, he spoke to his former wife Oenone the classic words of a cheeser.


    ��Noble wife, I am in pain; please do not resent me. Merciless Fate brought Helen to me, leading me away from you. By the gods, by our past love, I plead with you to show mercy, treat my wounds with your remedies, and end my severe pain, for you once prophesied that only you could save my life.��


    Indeed, like Helen, Paris had a legitimate wife, a nymph who had stood by him during his darkest times.


    For the sake of beauty, he abandoned his true match.


    And, in his dying moments, to gain aid from his lawful wife, he blamed all his adultery and troubles on Helen.


    After paying a heavy price and bearing the infamy of being a fatal beauty, the so-called most beautiful woman in Greece never received the ��love�� she sought.


    Thus, the questions Luo En posed were intended to urge Helen to return to reason, to truly contemplate what she really desired in love and marriage, lest she impulsively continue down her previous path.


    However, speaking of the Golden Apple event�� twins transforming into stars��Spartan oath�� Trojan War...


    These interlinked events seemed saturated with scheming.


    It was as if an invisible pair of hands was manipulating the fates of mortals and heroes alike.


    Thinking of the bloodline within Helen, Luo En looked up at Olympus among the stars, understanding in his heart.


    Tsk, Zeus, it��s you again, old trickster!


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 Chapter 470: 19: The main hoe swings well, no corner cannot be dug up!

    Chapter 470: Chapter 19: The main hoe swings well, no corner cannot be dug up!


    The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse; the night was rich with colors.


    In her room, Princess Helen had been busy for a while, arranging carefully selected roses and fragrant peach wood, wiping the fragrant sweat from her forehead. Looking at the simple altar formed on the ground, she couldn��t help but nod in satisfaction.


    Then, she stepped back a few steps, crushed several gems storing Magic Power, chanted a blessing, and called the true name of a certain Chief God.


    Moments later, crisp sea wave sounds emerged from the altar, and layers of white foam piled up. A stunning figure appeared in the patterns of light, and clusters of light-shaped flowers grew on the floor, filling the air with their rich fragrance.


    ��Are you the one calling me?��


    With a lazy voice, the Goddess draped in a light veil took an interested look at the young girl who had made the sacrifice, and a touch of astonishment appeared in her eyes.


    ��What a beautiful child...��


    Helen bowed her head shyly and softly voiced her request.


    ��Lady Aphrodite, I need your help.��


    As the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite always showed enough tolerance and affection for beautiful things and took the initiative to ask, smiling at the beautiful young girl before the altar.


    ��Tell me, what do you want? A handsome, reliable husband? Or a lover worth abandoning everything for?��


    ��Neither!��


    Helen quickly shook her head, then bit her lip and spoke solemnly.


    ��I want to know the answers to a few questions: What is liking? What is love truly?��


    Since she couldn��t answer these tough questions herself, she decided to seek advice from the Goddess in charge of love and beauty.


    And Aphrodite, hearing this rare plea, was slightly taken aback at first, but then a playful smile appeared on her face, and she asked with interest.


    ��Interesting... What exactly happened? Start from the beginning.��


    Helen didn��t hide anything and told the God of Love everything that had happened recently.


    As soon as she had finished speaking, the Spartan Princess eagerly asked.


    ��Lady Aphrodite, what is the answer?��


    Looking at the innocent young girl before her, Aphrodite couldn��t help but hide a chuckle.


    ��Silly child, you shouldn��t be asking me this question; you should be asking yourself.��


    ��Why?��


    Helen looked bewildered, her eyes full of surprise.


    ��Good! That��s the spirit! I love children who go all out in pursuit of love,�� the God of Love said.


    The God of Love greatly appreciated Helen��s courage. Excited, she waved her hand and bestowed her blessing.


    Watching the three golden apples on the altar, emitting an enticing aroma, Helen became curious.


    ��Lady Aphrodite, what are these?��


    ��Golden Apples! These are treasures shaped by my divine authority. Ordinary people can hardly resist their temptation, and if you eat them, your charisma will be temporarily multiplied several times, making even deities fall at your feet,�� Aphrodite proudly replied, her beautiful face filled with pride.


    During the last Golden Apple incident, she not only got criticized sharply but also ended up with just a peel.


    Unable to vent her frustration on the instigator, she directed her annoyance at the Golden Apples that started the dispute.


    Not going to give them to me? I can make my own, even more enticing than the one at the wedding, and in greater quantities!


    Thus, three new Golden Apples, containing the God of Love��s authority, were freshly made.


    Now, seeing the devout petitioner before her, who also matched her tastes, Aphrodite impulsively decided to generously give these three Golden Apples to Helen, hoping they would help her achieve a spectacular love.


    However, Aphrodite, who now had a fulfilling love life of her own, still conscientiously gave one final piece of advice.


    ��Love can��t be created from nothing, so even if you eat the Golden Apples, it will only ignite the flame of desire between you both, and it can��t last long. If you really want to keep the one you love and have a perfect marriage, you still need to put in the effort yourself.��


    ��I understand, I promise I won��t let you down!�� Helen said seriously, gently picking up the three precious Golden Apples.


    Aphrodite smiled in relief and waved her hand in encouragement.


    ��Then, go chase your happiness, my child. I will bless you.��


    Watching the figure gradually disappearing on the altar, Helen gazed at the three Golden Apples in her hands over and over again. Finally, she resisted the desire in her heart, placed them carefully in a wooden box, and clutched her ��love�� sweetly as she peacefully fell asleep.


    ��Achoo~!��


    Luo En in the room suddenly felt a chill and couldn��t help but sneeze loudly.


    He rubbed his slightly itchy nostrils and looked at the three shards of colorful crystal balls on the table, murmuring softly.


    ��God of Speed Hermes, Demon Ancestor Typhon, Agriculture God Demeter... does this Beast Disaster have something to do with them? Or is there only one correct answer?��


    Meanwhile, in the Arcadia Royal Palace.


    A figure, holding a Caduceus and cloaked in a star-and-moon robe with a face obscured by darkness, stepped into the grand hall led by a maid.


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 Chapter 471: 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice

    Chapter 471: Chapter 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice


    In the Arcadia Palace, the atmosphere was exceptionally somber.


    Lying on the bed, King Iasus��s face was pale, his eyes flickered with traces of unwillingness, and he stubbornly inquired once more towards the figure draped in a star and moon robe, holding the Caduceus.


    ��Priest, is there really no other way?��


    ��Your Majesty, alchemy cannot create something out of nothing. To obtain what one desires, a corresponding price must be paid. And the only thing that can save a life��is another life...��


    The low voice came from the black robe, as the mysterious Priest shook his head slightly, his face a picture of helplessness.


    King Iasus bit his lip, his expression fluctuating.


    ��But isn��t this too risky?��


    ��The campaign against the Magic Beasts will inevitably involve death, this is the path they have chosen themselves, and you need not be responsible for it. Furthermore, what we are doing is simply making this sacrifice a bit more worthwhile.��


    ��They ultimately came to quell the disasters of Arcadia...��


    ��You are the pillar that keeps Arcadia standing firm. Since they wish to restore peace to this land, sacrificing themselves for you is also something they ought to do.��


    Eventually, persuaded by the Priest, King Iasus fell silent for a moment then, clutching his chest which had begun to ache again, a harsh determination flashed in his eyes as he declared.


    ��Fine, we��ll do as you say!��


    Hearing King Iasus��s contemplation, the Priest raised a hand to his chest and nodded respectfully.


    ��Rest assured, Your Majesty, I shall not fail your trust.��


    Similarly, the surrounding Divine Blood Heroes were also discreetly assessing these newcomers to their hunting group, hearing snippets of their stories and the titles of the two Spartan Princes, their eyes suddenly showed a touch more warmth.


    Of course, a certain ineffectual white card was not among them but instead drew scornful looks because of his excessively handsome appearance and the two beautiful young women accompanying him.


    Without asking, it was obvious he was a pretty boy who was all show and no substance.


    Luo En was indifferent to this, but the Twins who had benefitted from his generosity could not stand it and loudly reported his undercover role as a teacher at the Academy of Athens to the auditing Priests of the Temple of the Moon Goddess.


    Upon hearing this prestigious identity, the surrounding Divine Blood Heroes could not help but restrain some of their scorn, offering their respects.


    The Academy of Athens was the most well-known educational institution in all of Greece, committed to dispelling ignorance and enlightening wisdom.


    Founded by Sage Chiron and a host of other deities, it had during this period broadly incorporated talent from all over Greece, disseminating knowledge to humanity and catalyzing considerable social change. Strictly speaking, they had all benefited from it.


    After completing their studies, Medicine God Asclepius and many demigods from various nations joined the War God Mountain. Traveling abroad, they were involved in healing the sick, mitigating disasters, or innovating technology, continuously bringing benefits to the people.


    Nowadays, with the dual influence of the Academy of Athens and War God Mountain, along with the widespread cultural dissemination, Athens had already become the cultural center of Greece, earning the reputation of ��Greeks�� Athens.��


    Seeing the attitude shift in those around him, Luo En inwardly nodded.


    In an age where power was revered, to carve out respect for culture and education from the community of demigods was no small feat; it was sufficient to prove the effectiveness of the ��cultural victory�� strategy he and Athena had formulated.


    As long as the plan continued to be patiently advanced, with the gradual withdrawal of the gods and the end of the heroes�� era, Athens would become for the whole of Greece, the ��Greeks�� Athens.��


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 Chapter 472: 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice_2

    Chapter 472: Chapter 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice_2


    ��Gentlemen, the time has come, let��s set out!��


    In the crowd, a handsome young man clad in bronze armor was being escorted up to the high platform to deliver the call to action.


    The heroes, eager to establish their feats, responded en masse, gathering around the young man like stars around the moon, lining up and starting to ready themselves to depart.


    Seeing Luo En and his companions a bit confused, Castor, the elder of the twins, pointed to the youth who had subtly become the leader of the group and took the initiative to introduce him.


    ��He is the Commander of this operation, personally appointed by King Iasus. It is said that he is a descendant of Hermes, having awakened the ��Divine Speed�� from his bloodline, and his name is... what was it...��


    ��Hippomenes.��


    Polux, his younger brother, spoke up in a deep voice, timely providing the rest of the information.


    On hearing this, Luo En��s eyelids twitched, and he frowned slightly.


    Was it him? The mysterious hero from the legend who, in pursuit of Atalanta, offered a sacrifice to Love God Aphrodite and ultimately used three Golden Apples to cheat and win a footrace against Atalanta?


    The reason he was dubbed ��mysterious�� was that the various versions of the story provided little description of him. It was known that he won the race by cheating and managed to win the beautiful lady��s heart, but his identity and background seemed to be shrouded in mystery.


    As if he heard the conversation among the group, the youth known as ��Hippomenes�� turned his head and smiled, exuding goodwill.


    Upon seeing the two beautiful women in the group, Hippomenes��s eyes couldn��t help but light up with amazement and passion.


    Perhaps due to the keen instinct of a feline animal, Atalanta subconsciously avoided his gaze, moving behind her mentor and frowning as she murmured quietly.@@@@


    ��The way he looks at me... it��s strange. I don��t like it.��


    ��Me neither...��


    Medea, who was holding a bronze wand, likewise muttered softly.


    Luo En nodded and suggested to the twin brothers beside him.


    ��There isn��t a compulsory rule for everyone to act together during this expedition, right? How about we team up?��


    However, the passage of time also brought another gift.


    Through the tempering of time and accumulation, Polymnus had stepped into the realm of demigod-status and, because of his steadfast faith and accomplishments in preaching, had become a renowned saint within the Dionysian Sect. Currently, he was responsible for the preaching activities in the Arcadia region.


    Seeing an old friend appear before him now with this present guise, as an immortal deity, Luo En couldn��t help but feel poignant.


    Sensing the gaze upon him, Polymnus turned his head and grinned broadly, tossing a wine flask over.


    ��Little brother, feeling thirsty? Here, try some of the new wine I��ve brewed!��


    ��Thanks.��


    Luo En expressed his thanks, gladly accepting the kind gesture, pulled the wooden stopper, and took a sip of the authentic Crete Island-flavored fine wine. He looked up towards the mist-enshrouded vast mountains, eyes slightly narrowed.


    The Arcadian mountains, we have arrived.


    Soon, the group reached the watchtower that marked the boundary between safe and dangerous areas, ready to complete the procedures for entering the mountains.


    However, a thick scent of blood emanated from the camp, and the once magically reinforced watchtower and fences lay in ruins, claw and bite marks of magic beasts scattered all about. The garrison of hundreds supposed to be there had utterly vanished.


    Judging by the dryness of the blood and the traces left around, the attack must have happened last night, and their chances of survival were likely slim.


    Luo En bent down and picked up a bronze epaulette with the emblem of a silver moon from the blood-soaked earth, involuntarily recalling the middle-aged officer who waved them off, brushed the dust and dirt off it, and placed it in his pocket.


    Atalanta, following the crushed and trampled vegetation around them, looked towards a small path in the forest to the left-front and spoke gravely.


    ��Judging by the predation habits of magic beasts, they couldn��t have carried so many bodies too far; their lair must be nearby!��


    ��Let��s pursue them, kill those beasts, and avenge the innocent victims!��


    Hippomenes roared with his arms lifted, and it seemed as though the heroes were also roused by the grim scene, shouting with inflamed passion. They picked up their weapons, donned their armor, and followed this leader into the mountains to subdue the rampaging monstrosities.


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 Chapter 473: 21: The Immortal Luo En, Boundless Magical Power!

    Chapter 473: Chapter 21: The Immortal Luo En, Boundless Magical Power!


    In the Arcadia Mountains.


    The indignant, punitive expedition team followed the guidance of several veteran hunters, tracking the traces left by the magic beasts.


    Perhaps due to the alterations brought by the Beast Disaster, the thorns and poisonous plants along the way were extraordinarily lush. Barely a few steps taken would lead to stepping on pale animal and human skeletons underneath dry branches and fallen leaves, with dried blood watering this land.


    Seeing the scattered and broken remains of the victims around them, some were silent, some fearful, some filled with righteous indignation.


    Ever since the Beast Disaster spread, all of Arcadia was plunged into turmoil, with many villagers who hadn��t managed to retreat into the cities facing the tragedy of their entire village being slaughtered.


    And now, the blood debt committed by the magic beasts had been compounded.


    The stout fir trees along the way shot straight into the clouds; the chaotic and slanting branches and leaves obscured most of the celestial light, leaving only dense darkness and the smell of blood.


    Luo En, amidst the team, walked while frowning in thought, his eyes habitually scanning the surroundings, attentive to the nearby situation.


    Suddenly, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a huge shadow passing through the thick mist, seemingly charging straight toward them. His pupils contracted slightly and in the blink of an eye, he pulled Medea in front of him behind his own body.


    ��Roar!��


    An irate roar exploded in the forest, and a pair of cyan-black scaled claws swooped forward with a sharp whoosh.


    A Wyvern?


    Luo En��s eys narrowed slightly, the divine power within his body surged, and he grabbed the bronze spear he carried with him, hurling it forward.


    The spear flew through the air like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the hard scales protecting the heart under the neck of the Wyvern from a tricky angle.


    Amidst a harsh blast of Aether, a huge, gaping wound burst open. The dragon-beast��s frightened screams and struggles stopped abruptly as innards and blood poured out from the gap, falling stiffly into the woods with a dull roar.


    With the crisis averted, just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Atalanta��s cat ears twitched slightly and her face tensed.


    ��There are more coming from behind! A lot!��


    Accompanying the warning, a massive wave of Wyverns burst out from the blood fog that roiled intensely in the thick mist.


    Atalanta��s green eyes narrowed, and she silently recited a prayer, shooting two arrows into the sky.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!


    In an instant, a large magical array with the gold and silver celestial bodies at its core activated, the divine brilliance of the sun and moon swiftly condensed into thousands of light arrows that, within the range of the magical array, fell like a meteoric downpour.


    The dense mist along the way hissed like cold water splashed on red-hot iron, many of which turned into green smoke and dispersed.


    The hundreds of Wyverns that swooped in were penetrated by continuous volleys of starlight arrows, their scales were pierced, their wing membranes torn, and their limbs and skulls shattered amid successive screams as they crashed to their demise.


    Although the Wyverns in the sky were nearly wiped out, everyone��s vigilance did not wane in the slightest.


    For at this moment, the earth beneath their feet was shaking violently; trees in front were breaking and falling, heralding a rumble like a thousand thunders.


    From the forward scouting team came screams and roars, the ascent of magic bullets, and the sharp explosions of fired javelins in mid-air.


    Two unfortunate souls happened to fall in the path of the magic beasts�� charge and were torn to pieces and trampled into meat paste before they could stand up.


    Witnessing this scene, the recently triumphant Subjugators felt a chill in their hearts and became extremely cautious, not daring to confront the Chimera head-on anymore.


    ��Roar!��


    The battle-hardened Chimera, now more ferocious, cast a sinister glance with its blood-red eyes at everyone and buried its head to bite into the half body of a severely wounded Divine Blood Hero.


    Crack!


    The crisp, piercing sound of breaking bones echoed as it chewed on flesh and bones, gulping it down whole, with thick red liquid dripping from the corners of its mouth.


    Witnessing the bloody feeding scene, several of the younger Divine Blood Heroes turned pale, their hands trembling as they held their weapons.


    Seeing that the monster, after feasting on blood, was charging at them, the archers immediately infused their divine power and fired arrows to block; several spear throwers also sprinted forward, launching their spears.


    However, whether it was arrows, spears, or even the mages�� magic bullets, they all bounced off the Chimera��s tough hide, leaving little real damage and further provoking its ferocity.


    ��Clear the way!��


    Accompanied by a deep roar, a towering figure burst from the ranks, charging straight at the Chimera.


    Dozens of large and small magic beasts pounced, trying to tear the brazen biped to shreds.


    Yet, amid dazzling azure glows, these beasts, troublesome in the eyes of others, instantly turned into splattered blood and mud.


    Organs, broken bones, brain matter, and muscle were flung in all directions, turning into crimson raindrops that stained the surroundings with a macabre hue.


    And beneath the cover of blood mist and dense fog, the king of three-headed monsters, Chimera, had already accelerated its charge to the front lines.


    ��Boom!��


    In the midst of a dull explosion, twisted light patterns spread out, and dozens of nearby trees disintegrated into flying wood chips; layers of earth lifted up.


    Two figures, one large and one small, were sent flying in opposite directions.


    Half of the Chimera��s body exploded into bits of flesh, while the figure staggering up from the heap of corpses let out a hearty laugh, grabbed the wine flask from his waist, and took several gratifying swigs.


    The wine trickling down from the corners of his mouth onto his bulging muscles reflected the sunset��s afterglow, casting a sense of power and intoxicating divinity.


    Seeing that the saint had successfully slain the leader of the magic beasts, the followers of the Dionysian Sect couldn��t help but praise in unison.


    ��Holy, holy, holy! Lord Dionysus, who was, who is, and who is to come! Your glory fills the whole earth!��


    At the back of the squad, a certain person involved seemed to hear calls of ��XX the immortal, of infinite power��, causing him to blush and cough violently.


    Flattery wasn��t necessarily a bad thing, but it should at least be kept appropriate to the situation.


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 Chapter 474: 22 Everyone Goes First, Ill Cover the Rear (4.5k)

    Chapter 474: Chapter 22 Everyone Goes First, I��ll Cover the Rear (4.5k)


    ��Pupupupu!��


    More than a hundred splitting light arrows fell like a meteor shower from the sky, striking dozens of magical creatures roaming through the forest. Caught off-guard, they burst into blooms of blood and collapsed to the ground, uttering muffled groans as they spasmed in their death throes.


    Crouched between the tree branches, Atalanta put down her celestial bow and waved her hand forward.


    The rustling sound rose from the dense woods behind, as a fully armed squad emerged from the mist, setting up shields and long spears to methodically finish off the not-yet-dead magical creatures.


    ��Clean up the battlefield, keep moving forward!��


    The command of Commander Hippomenes came through the magic resonance technique maintained by the priests.


    The subjugators immediately pulled out daggers, swiftly dismembering the magical creatures and taking away the valuable parts, granting them additional gains from this hunt.


    The fur of the magical creatures, once cured and stored, could be used as material for making leather armor;


    The flesh of the magical creatures, rich in nutrients, could be cooked into food that strengthens the body and health;


    The organs and bones of the magical creatures, infused with special spirit, were important ingredients for crafting some magic items and potions;


    And the demon cores, these were the most precious; indispensable across many sectors from civil to mystical, and served as proof of merit for this subjugation mission. To receive handsome rewards, one had to bring a certain number and quality of demon cores to the royal palace or a temple...


    The divine blood heroes participating in this ��Beast Disaster�� subjugation were mostly not prominent in strength or reputation and lacked significant backgrounds. Their rush to aid Arcadia was driven not only by a sense of justice to rid the populace of nuisances but more importantly, to secure resources for themselves through the hunt.


    Fortunately, the current commander, Hippomenes, was quite understanding and afforded them time to harvest the spoils.


    However, Atalanta frowned slightly upon seeing the formation on the ground become somewhat disorderly in their scramble for spoils.


    Cleaning the battlefield wasn��t wrong, but with dangers lurking at every corner, choosing not to focus forces to resolve troubles and instead dragging down the entire operation for a bit of profit was not a wise decision.@@@@


    ��Boom!��


    Amidst earth-shaking tremors, soil flew and the rumbling spread for miles as a huge explosion cloud rose up.


    The dense forest hit by the Starglare Cannon was left pockmarked and barren, and hundreds of magical creatures in the explosion��s center were obliterated.


    Seeing their companions unleash their power, the followers of the Cult of Erebus were not to be outdone and began to chant blessings together.


    ��O merciful dark Mother Goddess, may their souls find eternal peace in your embrace!��


    As the shapes of the magical creatures started to appear in the forest ahead, the ground simultaneously transmitted a strange vibration.


    In an instant, rocks tore apart, forming crisscrossing ravines; or the earth bulged, transforming into sharp ground spikes.


    The dense formation of the magical creatures was immediately disrupted, continuously emitting cries of falling into ravines and being impaled by ground spikes.


    Following that, numerous spear-like spikes of red and black burst from the earth.


    The creatures that hastily halted their advance were also pierced through, unable to escape the sudden calamity.


    Simultaneously, a green-black glow rose from beneath everyone��s feet, entering the bodies of the subjugators in speckles.


    A rhythm from the earth and the stirring of life��s potential left everyone in awe.


    The Cult of Erebus viewed Agriculture God Demeter and Queen of the Underworld Persephone as the two aspects of the Mother Goddess��s light and dark, jointly overseeing the authority over life and destruction, which is why the healers of the Cult of Erebus not only played the role of supports within the team.


    After enjoying the consecutive showcases of skill from the three sects, Luo En pointed to the setting sun near the horizon and solemnly reminded the twin brothers beside him.


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 Chapter 475: 22 Everyone Goes First, Ill Cover the Rear (4.5k)_2

    Chapter 475: Chapter 22 Everyone Goes First, I��ll Cover the Rear (4.5k)_2


    ��It��s getting dark, we need to find the source of the Beast Disaster quickly, tell them not to waste time and energy on these guys.��


    The Twins nodded and immediately approached Hippomenes, who was in charge of command and coordination, with their suggestion.


    Hippomenes��s gaze flickered, somewhat troubled.


    ��We��ve just been through several tough battles, everyone is exhausted, forcing them to march now would be asking too much of them.��


    ��We don��t know how many Magic Beasts are still out there in the mountains, if we drag this out until nightfall, the situation will likely become even more unfavorable for us.��


    Castor, the older of the Twins, retorted, frowning at Hippomenes.


    Hippomenes pondered for a moment and came up with a compromise.


    ��How about this, both of you Princes are brave and exceptional, could you scout ahead for the main force? This way we might avoid meaningless battles and quickly quell the Beast Disaster in Arcadia.��


    The Twins, who had come for this very purpose, agreed without hesitation upon hearing this.


    ��We��ll go too!��


    As the brothers prepared to depart, Luo En stepped forward with Atalanta and Medea, volunteering themselves.


    The Twins hesitated slightly upon hearing this.


    ��The more, the merrier,�� Luo En said with a smile, then teasingly winked, ��What, you two brothers aren��t going to mind us getting in the way, are you?��


    With that being said, the Twins couldn��t help but agree with a mix of laughter and resignation.


    Suddenly, the five of them instinctively formed a formation, with Atalanta leading as the Scout, the Twins spreading out to the left and right to guard the flanks, Luo En in the middle to protect the Spellcaster Medea, and to provide support for the whole team.


    With their overwhelming breakthrough capability, the squad easily cut through the charge of hundreds of Magic Beasts, pushing upstream.


    Their exquisite combat skills and well-coordinated actions drew gasps of admiration and cheers from the heroes.@@@@


    ��Follow them!��


    ��Rustle~~��


    The withered branches and vines hanging from the trees began to twist violently, like a mass of slithering snakes and pythons, winding their way towards the five.


    These trees, they were alive!


    The faces of everyone changed instantly as they backed away and got into a combat stance, cutting down the oncoming withered branches and vines.


    Yet even so, the severed halves of branches on the ground still stubbornly lunged at them like snakes.


    Seeing this, Medea quickly waved her staff, chanting divine words swiftly.


    As her small hands planted the staff into the ground, a fiery red Magic Circle Diagram was instantly formed around them, and the whirring Aether converged into fiery pillars that ignited the crawling branches and the entire bizarre withered forest.


    Engulfed by the fierce flames, the strange trees writhed and twisted, issuing faint screams akin to dragons, snakes, oxen, humans, and more.


    But under the widespread fire magic attack, they ultimately had nowhere to run and were burned to ashes.


    ��Nicely done!��


    Luo En patted Medea��s shoulder, appreciating his younger sister��s adaptability and magic control.


    Blushing at the praise from her brother, the little enchantress seemed pleasantly surprised.


    ��It��s all thanks to you and auntie��s teachings.��


    Luo En, feeling an odd sense of de?ja? vu, quickly coughed to correct her.


    ��Next time, don��t be so modest, it��s your hard work that paid off.��


    Medea shyly nodded, and then looked at Luo En curiously, voicing the doubt in her heart.


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 Chapter 476: 22 Everyone Goes First, Ill Cover the Rear (4.5k)_3

    Chapter 476: Chapter 22 Everyone Goes First, I��ll Cover the Rear (4.5k)_3


    ��Senior brother, how did you know there was something wrong with these trees?��


    ��Don��t you think there are too many bones littering this forest? Even if Magic Beasts were to have a feast, it shouldn��t be this concentrated, right?��


    Luo En replied in a deep voice, his gaze then sweeping over piles of ashes that had burned down to nothing, his eyes flickering darkly.


    ��Besides, these things here, I think I��ve seen them before...��


    The black vines in Arima Cave, growing around the head of Typhon!


    ��Roar!��


    As if responding to his conjecture, a growl that sounded like muffled thunder came from afar.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Explosive impacts resounded one after another, with violent tremors affecting the surroundings.


    And beneath this incessant booming, rocks from far-off Mount Arcadia started to fall, the mountain itself beginning to sway.


    Meanwhile, thousands of various Magic Beasts dwelling nearby, agitated and uneasy, lay prostrate on the ground, trembling as they gazed in a certain direction.


    ��Seven kilometers to the front left!��


    Atalanta leaped down from the branches above and reported the basic direction.


    ��It seems that��s the origin, we��ll go ahead, make them catch up quickly!��


    Luo En spoke in a heavy tone, instructing Atalanta to leave a message behind, then without waiting for the main force to catch up, he quickly led his own small team toward their destination.


    ��How can we hog all the benefits? The brothers in the rear troops have been conserving their strength for so long, it��s their turn to go ahead this time,�� Luo En answered righteously, then took a sip from the flask of fine wine not yet finished, lay on a slab of rock, and squinted towards the team stepping into the heart of the Beast Disaster.


    ~~


    In front of the mountain crevasse, the heroes stood in shock.


    Looking ahead, it was like gazing into the Abyss.


    The crevasse that spanned the side of the mountain was awash with crimson.


    Complex passageways interconnected like distorted blood vessels that seemed to have sprouted from deep within the earth.


    Below the dense red-black light patterns, on either side of the valley, were rugged stone walls with countless red-black strange veins densely inserted into the soil layer, the mountain belly, the Abyss, extending to unknown places.


    These things were like the roots of a banyan tree, a forest of one.


    Following the veins to their source, concentrating perception to the extreme, one could discern through the red-black blood light the vaguely visible purple-red heart wrapped in countless blood vessels, nodules, and stones, existing between the ethereal and the material.


    With the ebb and flow of the light patterns, that heart expanded and contracted, a vast Magic Power tide spreading in all directions through the dense network of vessels.


    The thick bloodstains and special fluids around them dried up, forming purple-red mottling, resembling nodule-like purple-red ovular embryos scattered on both sides. Monstrous creatures slumbered within.


    What is this thing?


    Everyone was astounded.


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 Chapter 477: 23

    Chapter 477: 23


    ��Help!��


    Seeing the Subjugators fall into danger, the Twins instinctively stood up.


    ��Wait a minute! After all, they are demigods, they can hold on for a while.��@@@@


    Luo En once again held back the Twins who wanted to rush out to rescue their teammates, his gaze coldly scrutinizing the battlefield, his eyes flickering darkly.


    ��Plus, don��t you think something is strange?��


    The Twins looked at each other and then turned their blank gazes toward Luo En.


    ��Strange?��


    ��What do you mean?��


    Luo En raised his hand to his forehead, reminding gruffly.


    ��We were supposed to hunt the Beast Disaster in the mountains today, but just last night the Watchtower was overrun, not only were the guards completely annihilated, but traces of Magic Beasts were left all along their path. We merely followed this road and arrived directly at the source of the Beast Disaster, doesn��t that seem a bit too coincidental?��


    Upon hearing this, the brothers drew on their hunting experience and instinctively raised doubts.


    ��It��s normal for Magic Beasts to bring their captured prey back to their lair, right?��


    ��They are mostly just beasts, not knowing how to conceal their tracks is also quite logical.��


    ��That��s true,�� Luo En nodded and asked darkly, ��But if their actions are instinctive, then why did we only encounter one serious attack on the way here? This place is the source of the Beast Disaster; why did those territorial Magic Beasts let us in so easily?��


    The Twins furrowed their brows and fell into thought.


    Indeed, the resistance they encountered on the way seemed oddly minimal.


    Most of the Magic Beasts they had encountered up to this point were of lower ranks, with the Chimera barely posing a threat.


    But they knew, they had encountered high-ranking Magic Beasts with Typhon��s Divinity just a few days ago near here; the [Divine Pattern Magical Pigs] and [Three-headed Dragon Snakes], along with a large number of Magic Wolves and Magical Pigs that had flooded onto the mountain path.


    Even as the sons of Zeus, the Twins had almost perished on the spot due to a moment��s oversight.


    Logically, the deeper they advanced into the mountains, the stronger the Magic Beasts they should encounter.


    The Twins, upon hearing this, could not help but awkwardly scratch their heads and, lost for words, reluctantly changed the subject.


    ��Who is this person?��


    ��Whoever acts most abnormally, who is most eager to lead us into this death trap, that person is the most suspicious.��


    Luo En answered solemnly, his eyes filled with profound meaning.


    The Twins plunged into their memories, piecing together the information, and a suspicious figure gradually became clear in their minds.


    But their expressions grew increasingly peculiar as they slowly lifted their heads to look at someone in the Subjugator team, muttering softly.


    ��Hippomenes?��


    ��Could it be...��


    The conclusion left them somewhat in disbelief.


    But thinking about it carefully, this new Commander indeed seemed enveloped in mysteries and incongruities.


    On one hand, this person was virtually unknown, yet he suddenly became the leader of the Subjugator team just before departure;


    On the other hand, during the journey, he seemed to subtly incite the emotions of the team, allowing mistakes and enticing the team to proceed deeper into the encirclement.


    Previously, the two brothers had only made sensible suggestions and were assigned to the front, responsible for the most dangerous scouting. If not for Luo En and his two companions joining the team willingly, the two brothers might not have died, but they would have been severely injured.


    Considering this, the Commander��s attitude was indeed suspicious.


    Moreover, the five of them who had scouted earlier had disappeared, and the rift ahead was filled with unmistakable ominous air.


    Under such circumstances, even a rookie leading the troops should be more cautious, sending more Scouts to explore and confirm the situation before advancing.


    Instead, he thoughtlessly led everyone into that hazardous area.


    The reason he urged the Subjugators to march, was that he was concerned about the safety of those five...


    If the Commander truly cared about them, why would he place them in the most dangerous scouting line?��


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    Chapter 478: Chapter 23_2


    But what good would that do him?


    The puzzled twins, watching Hippomenes on the field leading the Subjugators to desperately resist the impact of the Beast Tide, began to doubt their own conjectures.


    Could this be a misunderstanding?


    Seeing the brothers wavering, Luo En smiled and spoke.


    ��Whether the answer is right or wrong, why don��t we just try and see?��


    Try?


    While they were still puzzled, they saw Atalanta leap onto the high platform and slowly draw her bow to its full extent.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the front of the rift.


    The Subjugators, caught off guard by the sudden Beast Tide, were struggling in the battle.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Rows of javelins were thrown, arrows shot, and Cursed Bullets fell, creating a cacophony of booming sounds as dozens of Magic Wolves and Magical Pigs were hit by the attacks and blasted to pieces.


    However, against the thousand-strong horde of creatures, the Subjugators�� casualties seemed insignificant.


    What��s more fatal was that their proud assaults could only deal with mid to low-level Magic Beasts and had little effect on the Typhon��s Offspring sub-species.


    As dusk approached, a biting cold wind swept across the wilderness, painfully chilling faces, while dried blood lay splattered like capriciously thrown paint, creating a striking impact.


    Around the Subjugators�� camp lay incomplete corpses.


    They piled up on one another, both humans and Magic Beasts alike.


    Further, according to oracles, the more humans the Magic Progenitor��s creations successfully preyed on, the more pleased it would be.


    If they could please the gods through these killings and sacrifices, and thereby gain a glance from that Magic Progenitor, they were sure to receive even greater rewards!


    ��Get lost, you scum!��


    With a rough bellow, a burly figure like a giant bear crashed into the Magic Wolf pack. Deep blue Divine Power churned up light-like giant waves that surged and shook in all directions, instantly blowing away a hundred or so Magic Wolves in front of the gap.


    Under the might of this formidable power, clouds of blood mist burst from the Magic Wolves, and the constant sound of breaking bones could be heard from within their bodies. Dead or wounded, they fell in droves.


    The defensive line of the Subjugators, which was about to collapse, was stabilized once more.


    It was a holy man from the God of Wine Sect!


    The heroes turned their grateful gazes toward Polymnus, who had come to the rescue in an emergency.


    The burly and simple-looking middle-aged man nodded, reached for the Ambrosial Honey Wine at his waist��known to have some healing effects��threw it behind him, and pondered gravely.


    ��Those who are too exhausted, retreat into the camp to recover quickly; those who can still fight, form up behind me! This [Beast Disaster] is far more powerful than the intelligence reported; we must break out immediately while it��s still light!��


    Hearing the retreat suggestion from the God of Wine Sect��s holy man, the already depleted heroes were quite tempted.


    ��We can��t leave! Right ahead is the source of the Beast Disaster; as long as we break through and destroy this nest, we win!��


    Hippomenes immediately rejected the cowardly proposal with righteousness, and to show his determination, he drew his bronze dagger and, full of resolve, led the charge toward the sinister and ominous rift bathed in red-black light.


    Seeing their commander so brave, the Divine Blood Heroes could do nothing but grit their teeth and follow, attempting to fight their way upstream through the Beast Tide to completely destroy that eerie and ominous Magic Beast Nest.


    Is this fool trying to kill us all?!


    Seeing this situation, Polymnus couldn��t help but curse through clenched teeth.


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    Chapter 479: Chapter 23_3


    But at this point, he had no choice but to be carried forward by the heroes toward the rift.


    As the team��s commander and the first target to emerge, Hippomenes naturally attracted the attention of a large number of Magic Beasts, making him the priority target for their attacks.


    One by one, the Divine Blood Heroes instinctively gathered around Commander Hippomenes, trying to protect the team��s leader, which further disorganized their formation.


    This time, more than a dozen Typhon��s Offspring subspecies, which had been waiting for an opportunity from a higher position, could no longer contain themselves and rushed towards the human camp, knocking over weakened heroes, dragging them out, and tearing them apart!


    ��Roar!��


    The King of Chimeras, covered in white fur, was the first to roar as he leapt into the loose human formation. Its snake head spat venom, its goat head fired Cursed Bullets, and its lion head emitted fierce flames. The three heads wreaked havoc at once, causing extensive casualties among the Divine Blood Heroes.@@@@


    Commander Hippomenes, who was protected in the center, was thus exposed in front of that white Chimera.


    Seeing this, several Divine Blood Heroes hurriedly stepped forward, raising their shields to try to fend off the onslaught of the white Chimera.


    However, after consecutive battles, their bodies were nearly depleted of potential, and they had drunk all their Magic Potions.


    Now, even though they wished to fight desperately, they could hardly muster much strength from within their bodies.


    Thus, at the first encounter, they were knocked away by the white Chimera��s swinging claws.


    Seeing that Commander Hippomenes was about to perish under the beast��s maw, the only one strong enough to withstand a high-rank Magic Beast��s frontal assault, Polymnus, gritted his teeth and charged out of the formation, squeezing every last bit of Divine Power from his body, raising his muscular arms to face that rushing white behemoth.


    ��Boom!��


    Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, Polymnus��s feet plowed two long trenches in the ground up to where Hippomenes was standing, spitting out a trickle of golden-red blood from the corner of his mouth.


    At the same time, the charging white Chimera was forcefully pinned to the ground, its four limbs flailing wildly.


    Clearly, in this wrestling match, Saint Polymnus was the more skilled.


    He blocked it!


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate to have such a powerful teammate.


    ��Whiz!��


    However, before everyone could catch their breath, a dark red meteor streaked across the sky, shooting towards Commander Hippomenes��s face at an incredible speed.


    The attack was sudden, and the surrounding heroes, wanting to stop it, were too distant, only able to watch helplessly as the tragedy unfolded.


    But at the critical moment, a hand as pure as jade lifted up, firmly catching that cold arrow coming from the side.


    Everyone looked at the owner of the hand, their faces showing disbelief.


    The commander is that strong? Then just now...


    Although they were still in a deadlock with the horde of Magic Beasts, the traitor in hiding was far more detestable than the overt enemy.


    However, facing the attacks from his former teammates, Hippomenes let out a disdainful sneer and slightly raised his hand.


    Instantly, a crimson eerie glow surged from the abyss, engulfing and annihilating all the incoming arrows, spears, and Cursed Bullets.


    ��Guess why I brought you to this place?��


    Hippomenes looked down at his former teammates with a playful expression, posing a profound question.


    And before anyone could answer, the questioner raised his hands high, chanting to reveal the answer.


    ��When the constellation aligns correctly, the Circle of Reason appears here, from the minutest origin to infinite expansion. A celestial body becomes a void; a void becomes an abyss. Within the abyss dwells the divine!��


    At the same time, the concentrated starlight from the sky shot down onto the ground beneath Hippomenes.


    ��Boom!��


    In a moment, the mountains vibrated, the earth split open, creating a pit that seemed to lead straight to the Abyss, and a ghastly structure made of flesh, broken stones, and bones surged out of the rift, rising from the ground, with that previously crimson heart placed high on the dark altar.


    This was a Temple of the Old Gods!


    The people at the scene looked at what was before them, their eyes filled with astonishment and terror.


    Hippomenes then raised his arms, issuing a lofty proclamation.


    ��Ladies and gentlemen, with your flesh as the sacrifice, welcome the true New Gods here!��


    ��Boom!��


    The ground fragmented, mixed with the advancing roar of waves from beneath, a thousand-meter-long terrifying dragon beast fully composed of bones, Aether, and black mud, roared as it flew out from the Abyss.


    As the dragon��s wings, covered in black mud, flapped, a terrifying Aether Storm formed, sweeping into a hurricane around them, and a black flood lifted into the air surged toward them.


    But before it could get close, merely the Aether Storm raised by the wings peeled off layers of the earth, extending the Abyssal rifts continuously.


    The corrupt flow from the darkness gushed upward, flowing across the ground, and the eroded earth layer, crumbling like tofu dregs, fell into the Abyss.


    As the ground was further eroded and broken down, the details of the Aether dragon beast��s skeleton, membrane, and even its flesh scales became more distinct.


    Clearly, the horror hidden underground was revealing its majestic form through the ever-expanding rifts.


    The Temple of the Ancestral God, Typhon at the lead!


    The onlookers, witnessing the terrifying sight before them, felt utterly despondent.


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    Chapter 480: Chapter 24 I��m Weak, But That Doesn��t Mean You��re Stronger (4.0k)


    ��`


    ��Roar!��


    The pitch-black Aether dragon wrestled half its body out from the Abyss, snapping its jaws towards the seemingly ant-like Life on the ground below, ready to enjoy its first meal upon waking.


    The overwhelming might of a prison god slammed into everyone��s faces; the air and Aether around turned heavy and solidified, becoming like a sticky quagmire. Those trapped within it stiffened in their limbs, petrified in place, able only to watch helplessly as the giant maw descended.


    ��Boom!��


    Just then, a solemn thunderous roar shattered the silence at the scene, and a fierce Thunderbolt fell from the heavens, like a silver-gray sword slashing down, heading straight for Hippomenes in midair.


    The dragon��s body jerked back instantly, growling as it swung its sharp claws upward. After sacrificing a few shattered fingers, it crushed the Thunderbolt above Hippomenes��s head with brute force.


    It seemed that the two were evenly matched.


    However, as the Aether dragon pressed its broken claws against the ground, the stonewalls of the surrounding Temple flickered with light patterns. A pitch-black mudflow gushed out from the Abyss, adhering to the dragon��s claws, and in the blink of an eye, the injuries were fully healed.


    Luo En, upon seeing this from atop a distant mountain, slightly furrowed his brows.


    Infinite Regeneration? A bit troublesome.


    ��Hide and seek, come out!��


    Meanwhile, Hippomenes, who had narrowly escaped being turned to charcoal by the Thunderbolt, was truly enraged. Based on the direction from which the attacks came several times, he locked onto the source of danger.


    The Aether Dragon Beast beneath him also let out a deep growl, opening its wide maw towards the distant mountain peaks and taking in a deep breath.


    Suddenly, the surrounding Aether was drained, condensing into a compressed red and black orb of light within the beast��s mouth.


    Hiss!


    The next moment, a thick purple-red Magic Beam burst forth from the dragon beast��s mouth, carrying a sharp whistle as it streaked across the sky, creating dazzling auroras in the air, and instantly striking that distant mountain peak.


    A quick battle was essential!


    Then, he looked down at the Aether Dragon Beast, which had once again wrestled a significant portion of its body out of the Abyss, its injuries already healed, and his gaze grew heavier.


    It wasn��t being controlled but awakened!


    So, even killing Hippomenes was useless; it was necessary to take out this creature as well.


    ��Roar!��


    The Aether dragon let out a roar as it successfully took flight, a pair of red and black vertical pupils, large as lanterns, gazing quietly at the tiny figure before it, wary of making any sudden movements.


    Its animal instinct told it that this was the only being on the field capable of posing a threat.


    This human was strong!


    Luo En slowly conjured up the Sacred Robe of the Altar and the Spear of Nation Creation, glanced at the ever-expanding light fissures on his arm and spoke solemnly to the people behind him.


    ��I can hold on for at most thirty minutes. Find a way to destroy that Temple in the meantime!��


    If the Aether Dragon Beast��s Infinite Regeneration ability wasn��t related to Hippomenes, then the most likely explanation was that the Typhon Temple, constructed of flesh and stone, was granting it Divinity protection, creating a formidable home-field advantage.


    ��Alright!��


    In the face of crisis, everyone responded in unison, then spontaneously followed the Twins, Medea, Atalanta, and others, charging towards the Typhon Temple before the rift.


    Seeing the actions of the people on the ground, the Aether Dragon Beast could no longer hold back, and let out an exasperated and majestic roar, as if it were a Monarch��s Thunderbolt in rage.


    In an instant, the eyes of the Magic Beasts lurking around blazed with blood, and they each let out a shrill scream, charging towards the insignificant humans attempting to invade the Temple like a surging tidal wave.


    ��`


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    Chapter 481: Chapter 24: I��m Weak, but That Doesn��t Mean You��re Stronger (4.0k)_2


    The White Chimera, the Sphinx with the body of a lion and the face of a human, the Hydra, and the Nemean Lion, four top-tier Magic Beasts bestowed with Typhon��s Divinity, entered the fray one after another.


    Flames, Cursed Bullets, and venom came raining down, their ferocious onslaught making onlookers�� scalps tingle.


    ��Goddess Hecate, who stands at the crossroads, the Queen of Hell, the guide for the spirits of the living, I pray to thee with my life force��let the principles of the world, all phenomena, return, trace back, and be reconstructed!��


    Medea stood forward, chanting solemnly, and as she finished the last syllable, she swung the Mingyue Scepter forward.


    Suddenly, the ground trembled, and walls of stone broke through the soil, encasing everyone within and blocking the flames, Cursed Bullets, and venom from all sides.


    ��Well done!��


    ...


    Atalanta cast an approving glance at her friend��s outstanding performance and then led the Subjugators beside her, using the cover of the magical barrier, to quickly advance toward the Temple.


    However, the horde of Magic Beasts on the opposite side clearly wouldn��t give them the opportunity so easily.


    The Nemean Lion roared as it charged out, using its steel-like flesh and bones to smash through the stone wall.@@@@


    Facing such a brute physical attack, Medea��s magical Defensive Charms were somewhat stretched to their limits.


    As the fearsome beast was about to break into their ranks, a deep angry shout came from the crowd.


    ��Let me handle this!��


    Along with a rough and robust voice, a figure as burly as a bear whooshed forward, the deep blue Divine Power of the ocean conjuring wave-like surges in every direction, and his muscle-bound right arm landed a heavy blow on the skull of the Nemean Lion.


    In an instant, the brown and yellow lion, which had been sprinting forward, was sent flying like it was hit by a speeding chariot, cast dozens of meters away and crashing into the Magic Beast horde, squashing several unlucky magic wolves into a pulp.


    But soon, the thick-skinned beast got up from the ground, growling angrily, leading a large pack of Magic Beasts toward the gap it had previously created.


    Polymnus, standing firm like a bronze wall at the breach, grabbed the wine flask at his waist, took a hefty gulp, and turned around with a hearty laugh.


    ��Brothers of the Dionysian Sect, is your alcohol tolerance and courage still intact?��


    ��Cheers!��


    Echoing responses came from dozens of voices, as the followers of the Dionysian Sect took off their flasks and drank deeply.


    The sweet grape wine flowed through their throats to every limb, the hazy intoxication dulling their pain, the heat in their bodies pumping their blood and awakening the dormant strength within.


    They stood behind Polymnus with staggering yet resolute steps, forming a new wall with their flesh to hold back the Beast Tide��s onslaught.


    Even though a brutal battlefield lay before them, the blood-enraged mortals stood fearless and undaunted!


    ��Move!��


    The Twins shouted, waking up their teammates around them, commanding them to continue moving forward.


    As Spartans and Princes trained since childhood in military discipline, they knew what needed to be done and what shouldn��t be at this moment.


    Two sphinxes with double wings on their backs, human faces, and crowns lowly growled as they stood up before the Temple door, ominously looking down at those daring to challenge the divine authority.


    Without further ado, Castor stepped forward, leading the remnants of his team to confront the two gatekeeping Magical Creatures.


    Under the purposeful cover of the others, Medea, using magic to conceal her presence and figure, sneaked into the Temple.


    Upon entering, a thick scent of blood hit her, and in the dark and gloomy space, intertwining crimson corridors stretched in all directions.


    As they went deeper, purple-red beast eggs, looking like tubers, were scattered all over the corridors.


    Bang!


    At the sound of movement, a struggling figure bumped into the purple-red eggshell; its ferocious contour pressured against the membrane, trying to break free.


    Soon after, several purple-red Magic Beast eggs sticking to the outer blood vessels fell down.


    ��Plop! Plop! Plop!��


    In a series of bursting bubble sounds, dozens of Magic Beasts, large and small, emerged from the eggs, roaring as they rushed at the intruders who dared to invade the Temple.


    Medea, seeing this, frantically waved her hand.


    Dragon-tooth soldiers emerged from the ground, brandishing their ossified swords and spears and shields, guarding around their mistress and facing the swarm of oncoming Magic Beasts.


    Fortunately, her elder fellow disciple had given her these dragon teeth as backup soldiers before departure; otherwise, it would be perilous for a mage to break into the Temple alone.


    Thud, thud, thud��


    In the dimly lit Temple, accompanied by hasty footsteps, Medea��s stumbling figure ran awkwardly further into the interior along the entrance.


    Behind her, constantly twisting and deforming blood vessels, and Magical Beasts breaking free from their shells, surged from all directions.


    The charms behind her were activated one after another, but they only managed to delay the onslaught for a moment.


    Boom��


    Almost at the same time, a series of mournful thunderbolts struck down from the mist-filled air, forming a sword piercing through heaven and earth, with the majestic presence of Aether.


    The dense blood mist dissipated; the invisible sense of dread diminished slightly.


    A great opportunity!


    Seizing the moment the Temple��s atmosphere was exposed, Medea raised the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction in her hand and wildly slashed and scribbled around the Divine Patterns on the walls, finally driving the blade into the mottled Bronze altar.


    Instantly, a series of roars came from below, the ground trembled violently, and the entire Temple, made of flesh and stone, seemed as if its pillars had been removed, a stack of building blocks brimming with cracks, ready to collapse.


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 Chapter 482: 25

    Chapter 482: Chapter 25


    Meanwhile, as the temple was being destroyed, the Aether Dragon fighting Luo En in the sky was as if struck by lightning, their radiance of divinity rapidly diminishing.


    Seizing this opportunity, Luo En��s eyes flashed dangerously, he leaned back at the waist, his body like a giant bow drawn to its limit, and the spear in his hand was the arrow on the bowstring.


    The next moment, a crimson light pierced the sky, shooting into the Aether Dragon��s chest with the speed of thunder too fast to cover one��s ears, hitting the dark red heart that beat within its ribcage directly.


    With its core severely damaged, the Aether Dragon let out a pitiful roar. Its body, made of flesh, stones, and bones, quickly disintegrated, and its massive form fell uncontrollably towards the ground.


    Above the rift, the already crumbling Temple of Typhon was directly hit by the falling dragon, instantly collapsing with dense debris and bones shooting out violently in all directions like a sudden meteor shower.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    ...


    Amidst the dust and successive explosions, a petite figure clutching the Mingyue scepter weaved frantically through the falling debris, attempting to escape from the collapsing temple.


    However, due to the constant battles and headlong rush, her magic power and physical strength were nearly exhausted. A misstep sent her reeling towards the abyss.


    Seeing a massive stone falling toward her, Medea closed her eyes in terror, resigned to her fate.@@@@


    ��Bang!��


    Just then, a dull thunderclap sounded above, the falling boulder was shattered with a single blow, and a figure enveloped in golden light darted between the stones, as fast as lightning.


    And the moment his searching gaze locked onto Medea, he stamped fiercely on a piece of debris beneath him, using the recoil to accelerate his descent, and his opened arms firmly caught the little enchantress who had closed her eyes in resignation.


    Medea hesitantly opened her eyes and, seeing the familiar face in front of her, threw her arms around his neck with a surge of emotion and cried out,


    ��Senior brother!��


    ��Mmph, hold on tight... ��


    Due to the haste, the white robe under his armor was torn by the slanting vines along the way, hanging in tatters, the once graceful composure utterly gone.


    Activating the Extreme Speed talent of his Hermes bloodline, Hippomenes didn��t dare stop until he was a hundred miles away, casting a fearful glance behind him.


    That was close!


    Even the awakened head of Typhon was no match for that guy; he��s too terrifying!


    The thought of the moment he was impaled by the spear, nailed to the tree, sent chills down Hippomenes�� spine, and a phantom pain throbbed in his healed chest and heart.


    Yes, he had truly died once.


    But thankfully, something he had prepared in advance had saved his life.


    Hippomenes opened his palm to look at the egg-sized, dull red Chip filled with cracks, his eyes filled with fright and relief.


    ��The Eleusis Stone, a substance extracted from life, granting the power of resurrection to its user.


    The powder scraped from it was the ��medicine�� the King had taken.


    Seeking Immortality has always been the ultimate goal and eternal topic of the Eleusis Esoteric Teachings; they had striven for it tirelessly but could never find the way.


    Yet, this miracle had occurred in the hands of a heretic, an irony indeed.


    What��s even more hilarious is that those fools of the Eleusis Esoteric Teachings praise life in every breath, but little do they know, the price of stepping into eternity is the desecration of life!


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    Chapter 483: Chapter 25_2


    Because, only life can exchange for life...


    These are the truths taught to him by that ��Great Being��.


    In order to create this eternal key, he opened the gates of the Abyss, awakened that ��Great Being��, built a temple for it, and with its power initiated the Beast Tide to accomplish the harvest of life.


    Roughly speaking, at least a thousand humans must have died directly or indirectly because of this, right?


    Hippomenes looked at the Erebus stone in his hand, full of cracks, and crushed it into crumbs, scattering them onto the earth. He thought it a pity as he shook his head and sneered.


    It seemed that those fools of the Hermes Cult had even given such a blood-soaked object a noble and elegant alias.


    ...


    What was it called����The Philosopher��s Stone��?


    ~~


    At this moment, Luo En arrived at the tree, pulled out the bronze spear stained with blood and chunks of flesh, and bent down to pick up a dark red chip from the ground, examining it with a frown.


    ��The Philosopher��s Stone!��


    A Cult of Erebus devotee who approached upon seeing this exclaimed in shock.


    Luo En, hearing this and sensing the rich life essence remaining on the dark red chip, pondered with thought in his eyes.


    The Philosopher��s Stone is a mythical substance, long sought after as the ��Holy Grail�� by Western alchemists, believed to be able to turn common base metals into precious metals (like gold), or to create elixirs that grant immortality.


    Consequently, it has been called by titles such as ��Stone of the Philosophers, the Stone from Heaven, Touchstone, the Essence of Gold and Silver, Red Elixir, the Fifth Element,�� and so on.


    In various legends and myths, this thing is often seen in different forms, including solid, liquid, or powder, and is thought to be the color of fresh blood, although most frequently it appears in a form similar to that of a ruby.


    Due to alchemists�� relentless pursuit of this material, it has also been endowed with titles such as great miracle, great creation, and the like. At times, these titles are also used to refer to the creators of the Philosopher��s Stone itself, as an emblematic way to express their pinnacle position in alchemy.


    ��...With my blood as a sacrifice, I bestow unto thee life, remnants!��


    As the final note fell, dozens of Hermes Cult followers encircling in a ring exploded violently, their bodies turning into thick mists of blood.


    Subsequently, the scarlet mist settled on the ground, drawing dark red patterns that corresponded to the stars. The battlefield, filled with corpses, became like a swamp where filthy signs started to spread all around.


    Patches of pale, grotesquely twisted figures started to assemble themselves from the remnants of flesh and bone, rising from the heaps of corpses as if they were Soul-Reapers from hell, reeking of corruption and death.


    Faced with this sudden calamity, many were stunned on the spot.


    ��Get out of the way!��


    Luo En shouted as he rushed forward, his Spear of Nationhood sweeping with a mournful flow of Aether light, washing over the scene. Dozens of just amalgamated white humanoid monsters, along with the surrounding vegetation, were instantly blasted into pieces.


    However, this battlefield, once desecrated with the blood of the Hermes Cult followers, had now turned into a living flesh factory, continuously creating all sorts of twisted lifeforms.


    Its function was remarkably similar to that of the Typhon Temple which once nurtured the Demon Spawn.


    ��Roar, roar, roar, roar!��


    Low growls were heard from every direction as twisted humanoid silhouettes burst forth from the thick woods, from the fog, from behind boulders, from the swamp, and from within caves, seemingly endless in number.


    These things had human-like shapes, but their pitch-black eye sockets were empty, their faces twisted with only three orifices that could barely be called eyes and a mouth.


    At the same time, their ghastly pale bodies lacked skin, the muscle-like accumulated matter grotesquely layered and interwoven, their deformed bodies resembling a clump of wax melted by fire, organs, and bones from both humans and magic beasts visible.


    The moment they were born, they eagerly joined the Magic Beasts�� ranks, launching a slaughter upon the humans on the field.


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    Chapter 484: Chapter 25_3


    ��Homunculus...��


    The High Priestess of the Moon Goddess Temple gazed at the bizarre, writhing white creatures before her and couldn��t help but mutter an unfamiliar term.


    Homunculus, also known as ��Artificial Life Form,�� is a concept proposed by the alchemists of the Hermes Cult, symbolizing the connection between the microcosm and the macrocosm. These beings naturally possess a certain level of consciousness and an almost immortal body, capable of serving humans.


    However, because this idea oversteps human boundaries and offends the authority of the gods, even the most radical alchemists within the Hermes Cult dared not attempt it lightly.


    Therefore, ��Homunculus�� was usually regarded as nothing more than a rumor.


    In order to unite all the forces they could against the Beast Disaster, the Moon Goddess Temple turned a blind eye to some of the minor actions of the Hermes Sect.


    ...


    Nevertheless, when faced with the reality, the High Priestess realized she had severely underestimated the madness of those Hermes Cult followers.


    At that moment, Luo En squinted at the ��white wave�� made up of artificial life forms in his field of vision, as well as the magic beasts that automatically recognized them as their kin.@@@@


    It seemed that Arcadia��s Beast Disaster was most likely related to the Hermes Sect��s experiments with artificial life forms.


    And it was definitely tied to Hippomenes!


    On one hand, the incantations Hippomenes recited when activating the Typhon Temple and awakening the Aether Dragon seemed similar to the sacred words of the Hermes Sect.


    On the other hand, Hippomenes claimed to be a Blood Descendant of Hermes, and the Chief God worshiped by the Hermes Sect��Thrice-Great Hermes��is based on the prototype of Hermes.


    Considering the bewildered reaction of those Hermes Cult followers and their dire fates, it��s likely they were kept in the dark, merely pawns to be discarded.


    But the forbidden experiments with artificial life, the construction of a flesh and blood temple for the Demon Ancestor Typhon, and the unleashing of the Beast Tide to awaken it... All these major issues would undoubtedly cause great trouble for the head of the Hermes Sect once everything was investigated!


    Moreover, factoring in the recent discovery of the Philosopher��s Stone, the Erebus Cult was probably also involved.


    Strictly speaking, even the Agriculture God Demeter, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld cannot be absolved of blame.


    The divine war had barely ended, and you��ve already stirred up such a huge mess?


    Luo En cursed inwardly and looked back at the battlefield that was once again in a deadlock.


    The artificial lives created through the collective sacrifices of the Hermes Cult followers abandoned the human form in pursuit of ultimate destructiveness and combat ability, which made them quite difficult for everyone to handle.


    On one hand, the limbs of these monsters could transform into blades and spears, possessing the intuition of the wild and a combat talent akin to killing machines;


    On the other hand, their vitality was extremely tenacious. It was hard to kill them by either beheading or dismembering, and the injured could regenerate by absorbing the flesh and blood of corpses around them.


    Only by destroying the core could they be killed with a single blow.


    But the number of these wretched creatures was in the hundreds, and they were continuously emerging from this activated land as time passed.


    As the situation worsened, the Subjugators became increasingly strained.


    Dark clouds covered the sky, and boundless darkness spread everywhere, as if the entire world was immersed in an eternal silence.


    And the focal point of all these strange changes was the Arcadia Royal City.


    Hippomenes? Damn it!


    Seeing that no sooner had one problem subsided than another arose, Luo En, through the shimmering light condensed in his palm and looking at the light-shaped cracks that had now reached his face, felt utterly overwhelmed.


    At that moment, the twin brothers stepped out from the crowd and spoke solemnly.


    ��You go ahead, we��ll take care of things here!��


    Everyone nodded in unison, agreeing to stay behind and hold the line to quell the Beast Disaster.


    They had come to put an end to this calamity, and if they returned without making a difference, how could they hold their heads high in front of those mortals?


    Watching the exhausted yet spirited figures around him, Luo En nodded slightly. With an empty hand, he drew out a large golden cup from the Magic Circle Diagram and poured the dark red liquid onto the ground, his mouth silently murmuring.


    ������The strong and powerful Fire of Light, the mightiest of all Origins, I respectfully offer thee wine and song!��


    In an instant, a pulsating golden flame ignited on the ground, like a lamp dispelling the cold and lighting the darkness, warming hearts and sweeping away negative emotions, as boundless courage erupted from within them.


    At the same time, bathed in this luminance, it was as if everyone had drunk a hearty cup of wine, their blood pumped vigorously, and their depleted Divine Power was rekindled.


    Upon seeing this, the Holy Saint Polymnus seemed to realize something and looked at Luo En with eyes full of fervor and devotion. With boundless boldness, he turned to face the Beast Tide surging from the fissure and sang out loud.


    ��Our blood is thicker than water!��


    ��Our bloodlines are connected!��


    The followers of the Dionysian Sect responded with loud voices, stepping forward together, embarking on a new round of resistance.


    ��Helen, we entrust this to you!��


    The twin brothers left behind a grave request, leading the assembled Divine Blood warriors towards the battlefield.


    Luo En watched their backs, nodded earnestly, and then, grabbing Atalanta, spread the Golden Wings on his back, and flew towards the stormy Arcadia Royal City.


    Bang bang bang bang!


    Along the way, the ground cracked layer by layer; dark red streams seemed to seep out from the Abyss itself, flooding houses and streets and gradually collecting into pools large and small. In the red mud aglow with bluish phosphorescence, hundreds of stark white skeletons rose from the earth, their hollow eyes filled with a chilling and tyrannical air.


    The entirety of Arcadia appeared to be descending into the Netherworld.


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 Chapter 485: 26: Arise, O Lord!

    Chapter 485: Chapter 26: Arise, O Lord!


    Half an hour ago, in a secluded residence within Arcadia Royal City.


    Accompanied by the flickering starlight, Hippomenes emerged from a bronze altar, engraved with stars and Hermes Script patterns.


    Looking back at the dissipating miasma above the Arcadian Mountains, a deep apprehension arose in his eyes.


    Thousands of prematurely birthed artificial life forms, along with blood and flesh accumulated from repeated battles on site, were already nearly depleted? That entity was terrifyingly powerful!


    It seemed, he had to make that move ahead of schedule!


    Ensuring that no one was around, a flash of fierceness gleamed in Hippomenes��s eyes. He immediately donned a robe adorned with stars and moons, grasped the Caduceus from the Magic Circle Diagram, pulled on a hood to conceal his face, and stepped out of the barrier-protected courtyard.


    ...


    ��Priest, you��ve returned!��


    A few Hermes Cult followers standing guard outside turned towards the figure emitting a familiar presence, their faces lit with surprise and admiration.


    Among the major sects currently in Greece, the Hermes Trismegistus Sector was a later development, formally established only after the Olympus Holy War.@@@@


    Yet, within just a few years, the Hermes Trismegistus Sector had managed to secure a foothold in the thriving, vibrant Arcadia and achieved rapid dissemination. The person they revered as ��Priest�� played an indispensable role in this success.


    On one hand, his accomplishments in alchemy were extraordinary, having solved the two ultimate matters of ��the Fifth Element�� (the Philosopher��s Stone) and ��artificial life�� (Homunculus);


    on the other hand, he had earned the trust of the King of Arcadia, which facilitated the cult��s development in an official capacity.


    Moreover, with his identity as a Blood Descendant of Hermes and his generally mild and approachable demeanor, he was highly esteemed and respected by the followers of the Hermes sect.


    However, after a brief excitement, doubt crept onto the faces of the guards: ��Weren��t you and the other faithful heading to the Arcadian Mountains to quell the Beast Disaster? Why are you alone?��


    Hippomenes spoke solemnly, ��The expedition encountered an unexpected incident, I must immediately go to the palace and see His Majesty!��


    Currently, in the entire Hermes Cult, the only person who knew how to extract the Fifth Element was the Priest before them.


    Though he possessed this valuable knowledge, he never kept it to himself but generously distributed the produced Fifth Element liquid to the faithful contributors of the sect.


    For instance, this time, the Priest had given out a batch of the Fifth Element liquid, prepared in advance for the Hermes Cult members who were headed to the Arcadian Mountains to combat the Beast Disaster, enhancing their strength.


    Due to his generous and selfless actions, he had managed to secure his current position, earning widespread support from the Hermes Cult followers.


    The followers, gazing at the precious Fifth Element liquid in the bottle, consumed it eagerly under the expectant gaze of the Priest.


    However, they failed to notice a substance resembling white larvae floating in the red liquid.


    Hippomenes, witnessing all this, sneered internally.


    As he always emphasized, only life can exchange for life.


    Likewise, only life can nurture life.


    Thus, this elixir of immortality, derived from the Philosopher��s Stone, was actually a nurturing solution for birthing artificial life forms.


    Those followers of the Hermes Cult in Arcadia were manipulated by him as puppets to combat his enemies because they had consumed this Fifth Element liquid, which carried the artificial life forms, before their departure.


    There��s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and a god��s gift often declares its price the moment it is given away.


    Having quietly eliminated potential threats, Hippomenes began making his plans methodically: ��The situation is urgent, notify all the faithful to gather at the Royal Palace! And, summon those from the Cult of Erebus as well!��


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 Chapter 486: 26: Arise, O Lord! _2

    Chapter 486: Chapter 26: Arise, O Lord! _2


    ��Cult of Erebus��s group?�� a nearby follower of the Hermes Cult said with a puzzled expression.


    ��Yes, with the situation deteriorating, this is the moment when everyone needs to work together to overcome the crisis. When I send them my letter, those Cult of Erebus followers will come.��


    As Hippomenes spoke, he took out a seal-stamped letter from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to a Hermes Cult member responsible for conveying messages.


    The reason he was so certain was that he was not only the Priest of the Hermes Cult but also the Priest of the Cult of Erebus.


    Just like the fools of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, those followers of the Cult of Erebus couldn��t resist the temptation of eternal life from the moment he presented the Philosopher��s Stone and unanimously elected him as their Priest.


    Unfortunately, he had not been in power within the Cult of Erebus long enough to personally preside over a Cult of Erebus secret ritual.


    ...


    Otherwise, it would have been possible to mix the prepared red potion, nurturing the artificially created embryos, into the Hygieian Porridge while distributing it to those fools.


    Hippomenes shook his head and then rose to his feet, heading straight for the Royal Palace.


    As soon as he entered, the guards and maids smoothly welcomed him into the Royal Palace Council Hall.


    The King of Arcadia, who had been waiting for a long time, was eager to see him and pounced on him the moment he entered the door.


    ��Priest, my medicine? Where is my medicine?��


    ��Your Majesty, please forgive my incompetence...��@@@@


    Hippomenes lowered his head, his face full of shame.


    Seeing this, the King of Arcadia��s face filled with astonishment and his voice rose sharply.


    ��What did you say?��


    ��I��m sorry, I didn��t expect there to be a Typhon Temple hidden in the Arcadia mountains. With the protection of that ancient demon, the intensity of the Beast Disaster far exceeded everyone��s expectations...��


    Seeing this, Hippomenes crossed the steps engraved with Hermes Script, ascended the high platform, and crushed the Bronze emblem in his palm into tiny fragments.


    The Sacred Flame in the Temple of the Moon Goddess ��puffed�� out, and the sky above the Royal City suddenly cleared, as if some barrier had been broken.


    Hippomenes revealed a satisfied smile, opened his arms, and joined the assembled followers in chanting the ancient Holy Word.


    ��When the stars are rightly aligned, the Circle of Reason appears here; the Origin is minuscule, expansion infinite. The celestial is the void. The void is the vacuum. In the vacuum dwell the Deities!��


    Accompanied by the unified chanting, countless stars in the sky lit up, their intersecting lights constructing an intricate and vast star pattern, enveloping the entire Arcadia Royal City from above.


    The people in the city involuntarily paused, their eyes turned skyward.


    They were amazed to find the stars above seemingly spinning, their interwoven streams of light forming a massive vortex, consuming their thoughts and siphoning their spirits.


    Thump, thump, thump, thump!


    Moments later, one after another, figures collapsed to the ground, countless spirits streaming toward the swirling stars above.


    The followers in front of the altar, upon seeing the entire city��s people falling one after another, were shocked and turned their gaze to the central figure on the altar.


    Wasn��t this to combat the Beast Tide? How did it differ from what was agreed?


    ��Pri...��


    Two nearby Cult of Erebus followers just opened their mouths to inquire, but Hippomenes raised his hand and made a fierce gesture in midair.


    The bodies of the two instantly burst open, turning into a cloud of blood mist, converging into Hippomenes�� body.


    With this nourishment, Hippomenes cracked a ferocious smile and, under the terrified gaze of many, raised his hands high, culminating in the final chant.


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 Chapter 487: 26 Lord, arise! _3

    Chapter 487: Chapter 26 Lord, arise! _3


    ��My Lord, rise!��


    In an instant, countless lights of spirituality transformed into a bizarre tide of blood, pouring down from the vortex of stars and infusing into Hippomenes�� body.


    Under the blood-red infiltration, a dense array of blood-colored luminescent patterns emerged on Hippomenes, and black scales spread across his skin.


    Meanwhile, the surrounding air gradually became incredibly viscous; the vast astrolabe suspended in the sky descended to the ground, and as it turned, it seemed to tear the earth asunder, and an intense deathly aura, cold as water, erupted crazily from the chasms of the Abyss, spewing fountains several meters high.


    As people looked on, red and black mists surged from various parts of Arcadia City, and the thick blood-red fog spread, distorting and writhing the air, altering the scenery before their eyes.


    Dark red streams oozed from the gloomy cracks on the ground, gradually converging into five unstoppable rivers. On the crimson wasteland, which wafted with pale blue phosphorescence, thousands of departed souls blindly roamed the daffodil-laden plains.


    ...


    Three massive bronze gates bound with chains stood erect at the confluence of the dark-red and murky-yellow rivers, their twisted, ferocious faces boiling and screaming in the rivers, turning into black tendrils like serpents, gradually spreading over the tops of the bronze gates and piercing through the runes on them.


    ��Bang! Bang!��


    Within moments, several dark-gold chains wrapped tightly around them shattered, and the three sealed bronze gates slowly opened, releasing a soul-freezing chill, carrying a foul-smelling muddy flow, and countless twisted resentful spirits pouring out from the Abyss, surging forth.


    Accompanied by the roar of a dragon, the ground writhed; skeletons of beasts, birds, humans��barely recognizable��awakened from their slumber, carrying the stench of decay and death, seeking and cursing the vibrant life of the world.


    The gates to the Netherworld had opened!


    If the forsaken Old Gods are not allowed to tread upon the earth and enjoy the vibrancy of life,


    then let this land be dragged into the Netherworld, to foster new life amid rot!


    Looking at the blood-red world before him, feeling the surging vitality within, Hippomenes took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, they had transformed into red-black vertical pupils of a serpent.


    At last, he had returned!


    Next, let this place become the first stepping stone for my ascent to the Divine Throne!


    As Hippomenes was murmuring, a beam of golden light shot up from the southeast of the Royal City, tearing a corner of the blood-colored sky and bringing a moment of light.


    Dozens of figures on the street broke free from the vortex of stars, snapping back to consciousness, staring in astonishment and terror at the world transformed beyond recognition, and at the skeletal forms sniffing the scent of living beings and running toward them.


    ��Bang!��


    A dull sound of pushing a door awoke the dozens of people on the street who were lost in bewilderment.@@@@


    ��It��s dangerous outside! Come in quickly!��


    A strikingly beautiful golden-haired girl, holding a magic wand, stood at the door of a small courtyard, urgently waving to the people on the street.


    Like waking from a dream, people scrambled and rushed toward the small courtyard enveloped in golden light.


    Atop the Astrological Observatory, Hippomenes frowned deeply at this sight.


    All the elite of Arcadia were dispatched to evaluate the Beast Disaster, weren��t they? How could anyone remain conscious within the formation of refinement?


    The force that just interfered with the operation of the formation of refinement, was that from the Deities?


    ��Quick, come this way!��


    The mother in the distance heard this heavenly sound, her face lit up with joy, and immediately she quickened her pace, rushing towards the sanctuary emitting the golden glow.


    However, in her panic, the overly excited mother accidentally stepped into a deep pit in the ground, tripping and falling, and the infant in her swaddle began to cry loudly from the pain.


    Suddenly, the sound of bones rubbing densely against each other rang out, and Helen felt a chill crawl over her scalp.


    Perhaps, abandoning them was the best choice, but looking at the infant in the swaddle, Helen bit her silver teeth, clutching her magic wand and burst out of the front door, standing behind the mother and child, chanting a ritual curse to disperse the danger at high speed.


    A burst of pure white brilliance flashed, and a throng of hissing resentful spirits and reanimated corpses exploded loudly, turning into glittering dust that scattered with the wind.


    Unexpectedly, the ritual curse she had not mastered for so long had been comprehended at the critical moment.


    Helen wiped the sweat from her forehead and hurriedly pulled up the mother and child from the ground, preparing to retreat to the shelter behind her.


    However, accompanied by dozens of sharp explosions, creatures stacked like white wax fell from the sky, swinging arms turned into swords and spears, stabbing straight at her.


    Helen instinctively raised her magic wand, putting up a magic barrier.


    But the next moment...


    ��Crack!��


    The sword-like arm with its crisp shattering sound easily penetrated through the magic barrier, aiming at her and the mother and child behind her.


    It��s over!


    Helen��s mind went blank, terror gripping her heart.


    ��Boom!��


    At the last possible instant, a starlight fell, the earth shook, and smoke billowed up to the sky.


    The spreading white-hot starlight almost became the only color that filled her vision.


    ��You are from dust, and to dust you shall return...��


    With the decree issued, accompanied by the elder��s compassion and the wise man��s sigh, soft white-hot rune patterns emanated ripples centered around the arriving figure.


    ��Pop, pop, pop, pop!��


    In an instant, wherever the rune patterns passed, dozens of artificial life forms exploded violently.


    At the same time, the filthy muck on the ground was also washed away, and the torn earth was stitched back together.


    Everything was restored to its original state.


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 Chapter 488: 27 The King is the Nation! (4.5k)

    Chapter 488: Chapter 27 The King is the Nation! (4.5k)


    Survivors of a catastrophe.


    Helen woke with a start from her trance, her nose tingling, she buried her head in the embrace of the figure before her, venting her fear and excitement.


    ��I thought I might never see you again!��@@@@


    ��It��s all right, it��s all right...��


    Luo En gently patted the girl��s back, comforting her softly, then looked up towards the distant courtyard.


    Dozens of commoners, both old and young, clutched kitchen utensils and farming tools they had picked up, standing tentatively at the open door, wishing to come out in groups to help.


    ...


    ��Did you save these people?�� Luo En asked, shifting Helen��s attention.


    ��Not really...�� Helen replied softly, then realizing the situation was too public, hurriedly stood up from Luo En��s arms, and said with a tinge of shyness, ��I saw they had nowhere to go and it was dangerous outside, so I let them in to take shelter.��


    Suddenly, a look of trepidation appeared on the girl��s face.


    ��I didn��t stay inside as told, and even let strangers in, you won��t blame me, will you?��


    ��How could we? In times of emergency, you have to make quick decisions. You did well, and we are proud of you!��


    Luo En smiled slightly, raised his hand to ruffle Helen��s drooping little head, responding with gravity.


    No matter how Helen was judged in her original fate, at this moment, her deeds made her worthy of her demigod heritage, as well as a hero��s status.


    The fact that she stood up at the crucial moment to help the weak with her strength was enough for Luo En to completely revise his opinion of this woman, who he had previously regarded as a calamity, and to gain respect for her.


    Flattered by the praise from the one she admired, Helen��s face flushed red.


    Just as the girl was mustering the courage to share more of her feelings with the person before her, the grating sound of bone friction once again filled the air.


    At the same time, the corner of the blood-red cloud in the sky that had been torn apart came together and began to swirl again.


    With a cold shout, a white blaze burst into flames around Luo En, and waves of light ripples spread outward.


    All skeletons and spirits that touched these ripples came to a halt, the deathly aura surrounding them dissipating as snow before the sun, melting away instantly. The hateful and frenzied spirits also became calmer under the influence of the light.


    Amid the pure white light, what they saw is unknown, but their lips curled into a contented and joyful smile, as their last lingering regrets drifted away with the wind.


    As Luo En and Atalanta passed through the streets, the skeletons and spirits behind them crumbled away, merging back into the grey-black mist of death.


    All things must return to dust, and to the earth.


    Before long, Luo En��s forceful path-opening led them swiftly to the gates of the Royal Palace.


    However, the landmark building of Arcadia had been completely transformed.


    The dark red and turbid yellow Stygian waters flowed over the ground and buildings in manners that defied the laws of physics, twining and surging.


    Faces twisted with malice boiled and screamed within the water and mist, as if welcoming the coming of their king.


    So noisy!


    Luo En scoffed, spear in hand, swung forward, and the bronze gate made of steel shattered like tofu. The Stygian Water and Netherworld spirits wrapped around it dissipated into nothing.


    But in the next moment, dozens of the Divine Blood Guard, clad in bronze armor and armed with spears and shields, leaped from beyond the door, issuing a mad roar in unison.


    ��Immortality!��


    ��Immortality!!��


    ��Immortality!!!��


    Luo En swept a glance over them, noticing the swollen, deformed limbs, and the deathly aura under the armor. He shook his head to Atalanta, signaling a warning.


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 Chapter 489: 27: The King is the State! (4.5k)_2

    Chapter 489: Chapter 27: The King is the State! (4.5k)_2


    ��The aura of death enters the body, the spark of life is extinguished, no hope of salvation...��


    Atalanta got the hint and immediately raised the sky-reaching bow, pulled the bowstring to its limit, and shot out a dense barrage of arrows forward.


    ��Puff puff puff puff!��


    The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh was incessant, and the squadrons of Divine Blood Guards that pounced forward were immediately turned into porcupines.


    But whether they were shot in the head or had their hearts destroyed, none of the Divine Blood Guards fell; instead, they charged toward the two intruders who had stepped into the Royal Palace, wielding their weapons with arrows stuck all over their bodies.


    Upon seeing this, Luo En hurriedly raised his hand and chanted runes, attempting to disperse these charging immortal monsters.


    ...


    However, the Purification Divine Words, which were supposed to be highly effective against departed souls, were now proving to be almost futile.


    ��Immortality!��


    ��Immortality!!��


    ��Immortality!!!��


    The frenzied Divine Blood Guards shouted at the top of their lungs, wildly swinging their weapons.


    ��Can��t be killed? What��s going on?��


    Atalanta leaped to dodge two feathered arrows and a spear, and approached Luo En with furrowed brows, asking for an explanation.


    Luo En swung his long spear, and the fierce burst of spear light instantly sliced two charging Divine Blood Guards into dozens of pieces.


    The chunks of flesh that fell to the ground did not bleed at all; instead, filament-like tendrils extended from the surfaces of the cuts, carrying the chunks of flesh and wriggling toward a common direction, reassembling into a complete body.


    Seeing this, Luo En thrust his spear forward, slicing the most central piece of flesh into even smaller parts.


    A tiny, dark red crystal, attached to flesh threads and small as dust, was revealed before his eyes, flickering dimly and brightly.


    Just as this doubt flashed through Atalanta��s mind, several silver threads crisscrossed through the air, depicting a complex outline. They intertwined and merged, forming a complex three-dimensional object as if crafted from interwoven vines, complete with fierce wings, a beak, and sharp claws.


    It was a silver wire art piece, delicately crafted in the shape of a giant eagle.


    ��Chir-chir!��


    The peculiar creation made a high-pitched screeching sound like a metal blade cutting through, darting forward like arrows, its razor-sharp beak and claws aimed at the two people in the square.


    Luo En stamped his right foot on the ground fiercely, and the magic power burst forth, dispersing the silver eagle.


    But in the next moment, those falling silver threads, following whispers from afar, reassembled into the form of an eagle and attacked again.


    The cat ears atop Atalanta��s head twitched slightly, and she immediately looked at several thick columns on the distant corridor.


    ��It��s an Alchemist from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, behind the columns! Leave it to me!��


    Luo En nodded, crossing the long spear in front of his chest with both hands.


    Atalanta took the cue, leaped onto the spear shaft, crouched, then, using it as leverage, she burst forth like a cannonball, breaking through the blockade of the silver eagle, and charged onto the corridor, firing several arrows in quick succession at the Alchemists hiding behind the columns.


    The Alchemists who were caught off guard at close range were pierced into porcupines, firmly pinned against the wall.


    Learning from the example of the Divine Blood Guard, Atalanta didn��t aim for one-shot kills; she aimed to damage their vital parts and pin them down, restricting their movements.


    The tactic proved effective. The constrained Alchemists were rendered immobile, only capable of uttering impotent roars.


    At the same time, their abdomens began to wriggle, as if creatures made of white wax were trying to emerge from their flesh.


    However, Atalanta, who had slaughtered her way from the start of the corridor to the end, turned around calmly. She looked at the glowing arrows on the Alchemists, clenched her fist suddenly.


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 Chapter 490: 27: The King is the State! (4.5k)_3

    Chapter 490: Chapter 27: The King is the State! (4.5k)_3


    ��Bang bang bang bang!��


    In an instant, arrows inscribed with Burst Runes exploded violently, blasting the alchemists and the artificial life forms brewing within them into a mess of flesh on the ground.


    Seeing that composed figure handle the situation, Luo En nodded in relief, stepped over the scattered silver threads, and entered the Royal Palace��s grand hall with Atalanta.


    Passing through here would lead them directly to the Astrological Observatory behind.


    At that moment, the dim grand hall was eerily silent.


    A figure clad in fine clothes and wearing a lopsided golden crown leaned on the throne, his head buried, his body trembling incessantly as if enduring some pain.


    ...


    And at the moment someone stepped into the grand hall, the figure on the throne suddenly raised his head, his eyes red as he roared.@@@@


    ��Medicine! Give me the medicine!��


    Looking at that old face under which countless worms seemed to be moving, Luo En pondered thoughtfully and pulled out the fragment of the Philosopher��s Stone he had picked up from the scene of Hippomenes��s escape.


    ��Is this what you want?��


    ��Medicine, medicine! Give it to me!��


    Upon seeing the fragment of the Philosopher��s Stone, the King of Arcadia suddenly stood up excitedly, attempting to rush forward and snatch it.


    ��Bang!��


    However, before the King of Arcadia could get close, Atalanta kicked him away in anger, then drew her bow, aiming an arrow ready to launch at the king��s forehead.


    ��No one should sacrifice for your cowardice, and if the survival of Arcadia relies on someone like you, it��s better for this nation to be destroyed!��


    Watching his desired Spiritual Medicine turn into powder, the last bit of sanity in the King of Arcadia was completely shattered, and he could no longer contain his rage, his face contorting as he bellowed.


    ��You��re courting death!��


    Along with the sounds of bones displacing, the King of Arcadia��s aged body swelled up like an inflated balloon, his flesh expanding, and his limbs distorting until he transformed into a three-meter tall monster.


    Is this what you sought in ��Immortality��?


    Atalanta sneered disdainfully, raised her bow of the heavens, and aimed the icy arrow at the King of Arcadia��s head, ready to slay the tyrant who had brought calamity to his homeland.


    However, just as she was about to release the arrow, a hand held it down, and a deep voice came from beside her ear.


    ��He can die, but you shouldn��t be the one to do it.��


    ��Why?��


    Atalanta looked at her teacher beside her, her face full of confusion.


    ��Because, he is your father...��


    Luo En sighed helplessly, summoned the Spear of Nation Founding, and rose to his feet.


    ��Let me do it.��


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 Chapter 491: 28 Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)

    Chapter 491: Chapter 28 Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)


    Actually, based on Commander Hippomenes�� defection during the Beast Disaster and a series of previous mysteries, Luo En had begun to suspect the King of Arcadia.


    With the Royal City succumbing in the blink of an eye, the answer was on the verge of revealing itself.


    ��The King of Arcadia, even if not the mastermind, was undeniably complicit in this catastrophe!


    Although Luo En could decide the King of Arcadia��s fate on his own, after all, he was Atalanta��s biological father.


    To consider his student��s feelings and to avoid any estrangement between them, Luo En chose to bring her along to personally inform her of the truth she deserved to know.


    And then, there was no need for the farce of a father-daughter confrontation to unfold; it was better to leave that task to her teacher.


    ...


    Just as Luo En made up his mind, preparing to confront the aberrant King of Arcadia, his shoulder was heavily clutched by a hand, and a deep voice rose in his ear.


    ��Teacher, let me do it!��


    ��He is your father...��


    ��I know.��


    Atalanta nodded, took a deep breath, and looked indifferently toward the twisted, swollen figure on the dais.


    ��So what? As a father, he gave me life but did not raise me; as a monarch, he ruled the people but did not love them... In any role I face him, I owe him nothing!��


    ��So...��


    ��I will end him with my own hands!��


    Atalanta stepped forward, bow of the heavens in hand, lost in solemn thought.


    ��Since this disaster began with him, let it end with him as well. To resolve the Beast Disaster and to send him off respectfully on his last journey, that��s the only thing I, as a daughter and an Arcadian, can do for him at this moment.��


    At Luo En��s hesitation,


    ��Are you sure?��


    Atalanta looked up at the figure rushing towards another battle at the end of the palace, drawing the bow of the heavens, the cold arrow aimed at the tyrant below, lost in solemn thought.


    ��Come on! Don��t keep me too long, because I don��t want him to fight alone up ahead.��


    ��Roar!��


    The King of Arcadia, gradually losing his human form, furiously rose and lunged at his daughter, who brought him shame and resentment.


    The battle between father and daughter, king and citizen, thus erupted!


    ~~


    At this moment, in front of the Astrological Observatory,


    Blood red rain began to fall from the sky, the molten-like red-black Divine Liquid drenching the Royal City, constantly branching out into mycelium-like red-black lines, and visibly eroding and transforming this land��s essence into the Netherworld.


    Countless surging breaths of death and forcefully extracted spirits�� lights coalesced into a hundred-headed dragon in the sky, roaring incessantly.


    Above the flickering light of the astrological pattern, Hermes Cultists and Cult of Erebus worshippers saw this scene, their faces lit with obsessed and fanatical smiles, their gazes growing dull and reverent as if beholding the monarch they served.


    How pitch-black! How magnificent! How invincible!


    ��Gods, arise!��


    As the worshipers�� minds wavered, they raised their arms, chanting and cheering in unison like marionettes, offering up all they had to the lord of the Abyss.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Dozens of bodies crumbled and burst, turning into mists of blood, flowing back into the sky, staining the brilliant starlight scarlet.


    In the center of the Astrological Observatory, the figure bathed in blood and sacrifice raised its hands into the void, pulling the starlight and the life spirits from the heavens into its body, throwing back its head in a hearty and exhilarating laugh.


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    ��Immortality! Immortality!! I have achieved immortality!!!��


    ��Swoosh!��


    A crimson streak tore through the air, a spear resembling a withered branch thrust toward the figure��s face.


    Sensing danger, two claws covered in red and black luminescent scales immediately struck out in resistance.


    Accompanied by a sharp clanging of metal, the figure was blasted dozens of meters away by the immense impact force carried by the spear.


    The spear, too, wailed as it flew backward, landing in a hand covered with luminescent cracks.


    ...


    ��Neither human nor ghost, what should I call you?��


    Luo En walked through the blood-red curtain of rain, scrutinizing the half-dragon, half-human monster covered in red and black luminescent scales, and sneered.


    ��Hippomenes? Or Typhon?��


    That demon progenitor was no philanthropist, willing to devour even his own progeny mercilessly to be revived, let alone the humans he considered insects.


    Thus, from the moment Hippomenes was corrupted by Typhon��s divinity, he had no choice but to become the flesh vessel for Typhon��s descent.


    At that moment, the half-dragon monster scoffed at the words.


    ��I am one of the Hundred Heads, and crushing these ants on the ground doesn��t even require my full strength!��


    ��So it��s not Typhon himself descending? That makes things much easier...��


    Before the words finished, behind Luo En the halo turned, and under the triple blessings of the [Goat], [Flame], and [White Horse], his body shot forward like a bolt of lightning, his nation-founding spear stirring up layers of blazing white flames.


    The half-dragon incarnation of Typhon swung his claws, creating arcs that tore through the air, thick cold death washing over like a tide attempting to extinguish the fiery spear��s edge that struck.


    For a moment, light patterns flashed chaotically, marble paving of the square shattered piece by piece, and the continuous clanging of metal resonated non-stop.


    ��Heh, you are indeed strong, but this body holds the vitality of tens of thousands from the city. To kill me, you��d have to let everyone in the city die first!��


    Luo En frowned, finding this troublesome.


    The Old Gods do not rely on human faith and were imprisoned in the depths of the Netherworld because of the dreams created by humans.


    Hence, their actions are naturally unrestricted, nor do they need to concern themselves with human life and death.


    Typhon took advantage of this, turning the entire population of the Arcadia Royal City into his amulet. For the New Gods to tackle him, if they cared about worship, they would inevitably hesitate to act.


    This old rascal is not only powerful but also shrewd, truly deserving as the progenitor of demons who even tricked Zeus.


    At that moment, the incarnation of Typhon noticed his opponent��s hesitation, his gaze sweeping over the light cracks nearly covering the opponent, and also noticing his still not fully healed chest, and spoke mockingly.


    ��Looks like, you might not last that long.��


    ��You can try...��


    Luo En stepped forward swiftly, charging directly at Typhon without wasting words, seemingly opting for hand-to-hand combat.


    At this juncture, Typhon��s incarnation nailed to the column saw the closing gap to just three steps away, suddenly raised his head, malevolence glaring in his eyes, lifted his hand to pull out the nation-founding spear impaling his chest, throwing it behind him, and ferociously swept his claws toward the figure now within arm��s reach.


    Thinking close combat would let you win? Fool!


    However, the figure before him seemed to have anticipated this as he suddenly accelerated, and before the enraged Typhon��s incarnation could strike, he felt a whirl.


    ��Boom!��


    In the middle of a crater as if struck by a meteorite, the demon progenitor��s incarnation was mercilessly slammed onto the ground by a pale hand gripping his throat��a tragic sight.


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    ��The response was enough, but unfortunately, this body still limited your capabilities.��


    ��So what? Can you kill me?��


    Typhon, in his incarnation, sneered disdainfully, his eyes full of provocation.


    Luo En smiled without replying, gripped the slender neck with his right hand, tightening it inch by inch, while he serenely chanted,@@@@


    ��Proclaim


    I govern slaughter, I govern life.


    ...


    What I wound, I also heal.


    None beyond my grasp,


    None beyond my gaze.


    Entrust yourself to me, learn from me, abide in me...��


    As his chant resonated like a sacred song, streams of milky light gathered, flowing into the body of Typhon��s incarnation, bringing an indescribable burning sensation.


    He felt as if countless red and black light streams inside him were boiling uncontrollably, seething like boiling water, and suddenly his complexion changed.


    ��What have you done?��


    ��Naturally, I prayed for you and blessed you...��


    Luo En spoke serenely, his smile growing more radiant.


    For God, to herd the masses, to guide the way, he acts as the Shepherd.


    For God, to sustain order, to annihilate the fanatic, he serves as the Enforcer.


    The image of the deities is often multifaceted.


    Besides battling, prayer and comforting spirits were also his old trades.


    ��Eternal Life, begotten from life, offered from death.


    For your sin, anointed and marked.


    Forgiveness is immediate, justified by my incarnation.


    ��I shall have mercy on this sad soul!��


    The divine word��s echo lingered in Typhon��s ears, as a vast expanse of pure white light gradually disintegrated the ��Immortal�� body inch by inch, guiding numerous trapped souls, flowing back into the city.


    ��You can��t change anything! Nor can you save these insects! I will return, leading all beasts, to slaughter and devour your flock!��


    Typhon roared with resentment, but as the vessel disintegrated, his consciousness could only be washed away with the light, sent back into the boundless darkness of Hades.


    Watching the ashes scatter with the wind, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the Nation-forging Spear beside him, and slowly climbed the ruined Astrological Observatory, looking towards the city.


    As Typhon was repressed again, the blood rain had ceased, and all abnormal phenomena vanished.


    The fiery red sun rose, piercing the night with the dawn��s light, spreading over the land,


    And the city, previously submerged in darkness, woke up like a crying baby from its swaddling.


    ��Wow~~��


    A baby��s loud cry echoed from a cradle somewhere on the street.


    People, like waking from a dream, got up from the ground, looking around bewildered yet thankful.


    Luo En stood watching everything unfold, a smile appearing on his face.


    ��What a delight, praise be, this joyful life��!��


    In a murmuring whisper, the majestic deity fell from the high platform as a swift figure like a spirit cat dashed forward and tightly embraced the Shepherd of the Mortal World, the human Father God.


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    Chapter 494: Chapter 29: Rider��s Scorn for Ancestors (5.7k)


    The morning sun penetrated the gap of the window, casting light into a quiet bedroom.


    Accompanied by a muffled murmur, Luo En on the bed slowly awoke, opening his eyes to look at the ceiling above.


    Hmm, a strange ceiling.


    Looking around, Luo En found the room he was in had a warm tone, with a distinct feminine style.


    The wall had a painting of swans playing in the water and cute little sculptures on the windowsill, reflecting the homeowner��s unspoiled sense of childlike joy. Several illuminated fluorite stones were even intentionally arranged in a star-shaped geometric pattern. The thick mattress beneath him and a set of soft and silky velvet bedding made this an ideal place for rest.


    Feeling the movement in the bed, a little head that had been soundly asleep at the edge of the bed suddenly emerged from the soft bedding and looked at Luo En with surprise.


    ...


    ��You finally woke up!��


    Seeing the uncontrollably excited Helen, Luo En��s heart warmed, and he nodded with a smile, asking,


    ��How long have I been unconscious?��


    ��For three months now.��


    Helen spoke solemnly, her eyes filled with fear.


    ��After the anomaly in the Royal City disappeared, Sister Atalanta carried you back from the Royal Palace, but you have been unconscious, and your body seemed like it was about to crack open, looking so terrifying...��


    Luo En listened quietly, roughly understanding the circumstances.


    He had overused his extraordinary Authority during the battle with Typhon��s Incarnation at the Astrological Observatory, resulting in his body nearly collapsing under the strain.


    Fortunately, Atalanta, who had dealt with the King of Arcadia, arrived in time, bringing him to this cottage and entrusting Helen with his care. She herself had rushed to the Arcadian Mountains to back up teammates resisting the Beast Disaster, eventually succeeding in bringing most of the Subjugators back to the city.


    After three months of recovery, the cracks in Luo En��s body had mostly healed, and his consciousness had revived.


    Everything had come to a satisfactory conclusion.


    Then, burly warriors on either side turned the wheel, elevating the cannon��s angle, and filled the cannon��s muzzle engraved with Hermes Script with bronze giant arrows as thick as a baby��s arm.


    And under the synchronized chanting of Priests and Priestesses, the Spells on the cannon were activated. The weapon, blessed and enchanted, fired like worthless junk towards the outside of the city.


    En route, the disintegrating Runes triggered an intense Aether Tide.


    Dense beams of light sprayed out in all directions like swords piercing the sky, shredding several bipedal dragons into pieces.


    Amidst the dense thuds of piercing bodies and the pitiful cries of beasts, parts of Magic Beasts like dragon scales, bat wings, and chunks of flesh bloodily scattered onto the ground.


    In just a short moment, dozens of bipedal dragons were slaughtered.


    Watching from the shadows, Luo En, seeing Atalanta handling the situation with composure, nodded in satisfaction and then swept his gaze over the so-called city defense weapons and the young faces in the garrison wearing owl badges, immediately understanding the origins of these objects.


    The Spiritual Liquid Cannon, a technique of magical weaponry, had been learned by the civilization of Minos from the Bronze Giant, Talos, and had been installed in the Minos Fleet.


    After the sinking of Crete Island, this technology reached Athens and could be researched at the Academy of Athens.


    Clearly, the replication of these items had significant contributions from the students of the Academy of Athens and the Alchemists of the Hermes Sector.


    Humans, indeed a species tenacious to the extreme.


    As Luo En reflected, the Magic Beasts had already reached the base of the city.


    But having lost their aerial combat units, these strength-reliant beasts could only attack the multi-reinforced high walls with physical might alone.


    Arcadian Soldiers and Divine Blood Heroes from various city-states, positioned at strategic points, formed tight Spartan phalanxes, calmly standing their ground with shields and spears raised.


    The Twin brothers, responsible for close combat, gauged the distance, their upturned mouths gradually revealing a cold smirk as one brother��s right hand violently swung down.


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    In an instant, nets woven from Magic Beast sinews, spears inscribed with Hermes Script, and grappling hooks smeared with poisonous Magic Potion were all fired furiously, binding and killing the Magic Beasts trying to climb the high walls and jump into the city.


    Following that, Atalanta shot an exploding arrow into the sky, and soon, from the watchtowers on the city walls, the trembling sounds of bowstrings were heard. Several waves of arrow rains were poured onto the Magic Beasts gathered around the perimeter of the walls.


    Among these, not only were there Exploding Arrows that would burst upon impact, but even deadlier were those arrows equipped with small bottles of poison meticulously crafted by various sects.


    The Magic Beasts that were sprinkled with these poisons outside the walls would immediately have their affected areas turn into pus and white bones.


    Even the city wall bricks, which were protected by various Curses, emitted sizzling noises and waves of white smoke rose up.


    With the breeze, the white smoke spread around, and the Magic Beasts began to feel dizzy, their purple-red veins indicating the spread of poison through their bloodstream to their hearts, causing a continuous flow of purplish-black blood from their orifices.


    ...


    ��Open the gates! Raise the shields!��


    ��Mages, apply the Protection Spell!��


    ��Priests and Priestesses, prepare the disperse rituals!��


    The Twins seized the opportunity and commanded, charging out with their well-trained Sparta phalanx, finishing off the Magic Beasts sprawled outside the city, and then dragging these already dead Magic Beasts into the city for dissection.


    For humans, the bodies of Magic Beasts were considered an extremely valuable resource.


    If utilized well, this small-scale skirmish with the Magic Beasts would not only result in no losses for the humans but would actually bring in a hefty profit.


    As the situation settled down, Atalanta and Medea, who was mingled among the group of mages, then noticed Luo En in the corner, smiling and watching them,@@@@


    Both of them instantly rushed over, each giving him a big hug.


    But after successively defeating several aftershocks of the Beast Disaster, Atalanta��s reputation grew by the day, and after more than three months of adjustments, she was universally recognized as the new Queen of Arcadia.


    However, because Atalanta was a spokesperson for the Virgin Goddess Artemis, the priestesses from the Temple of the Moon Goddess did not wish for their queen to have an overly intimate relationship with the opposite sex, to avoid violating the oath of chastity to the Goddess.


    Irritated by this, Atalanta naturally showed no good face to those priestesses who constantly emphasized rules around her.


    ��Alright, alright, you guys go back first. If you have any opinions, you can mention them to Goddess Artemis during the sacrifice time. If you still linger here, whoever loves being the queen can take over!��


    Upon hearing this, the priestesses could only grudgingly depart.


    Watching that group of old nanny-like figures leave her sight, Atalanta visibly perked up, tightly grasping her teacher��s arm with a chiding but light hum.


    ��Teacher, when did you wake up? You didn��t even tell us.��


    ��Exactly!�� Medea, clutching the other arm, chimed in.


    ��Well, I came to see you guys as soon as I woke up.�� Luo En explained, then immediately brought out a witness, ��Don��t believe it, you can ask Helen.��


    ��Ah?�� Helen in the corner perked up, snapping back to reality and quickly nodded in response, ��Oh, yes, that��s true.��


    Hearing this, the two felt even happier and tightened their grip around the arm they were embracing.


    ��Big Brother, not to hide it from you, Arcadia has really changed a lot during these three months of your coma.��


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    ��The Royal Palace and the Temple of the Moon Goddess have been renovated inside and out; they can serve as a sanctuary when necessary.��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En urged with keen interest, ��It looks like you��ve put a great deal of effort into this. I must take a good look.��


    Watching the trio gathered together, laughing and talking, Helen felt a wave of sadness, being left out in the cold.


    Seeing that there was no room for her, the dispirited princess excused herself on the pretext of feeling unwell and left the scene.


    Luo En thought the other party was fatigued from caregiving, thanked her warmly, and then called the Twins to escort their sister back to rest.


    However, the certain individual, who turned his back to engage in jovial conversation with Atalanta and Medea, failed to notice the even more melancholic gaze of Helen as she departed.


    ...


    ~~


    ��Bang!��


    After watching her brothers leave, Helen could no longer contain the resentment in her heart and slammed her room door shut with force.


    Why? It was me who stood guard for three months, it should have been me first!


    The young princess vented her frustration while mistreating the pillow in her embrace.


    But the more she did so, the more the scene of the three on the city walls, intimately together, floated through her mind.


    Finally, after tossing and turning in bed, Helen rose in a huff, clenched her fists in anger.


    No! I refuse to lose to them!


    Then, the girl hopped barefoot out of bed, took a deep breath, opened the Magic Circle Diagram, and three fragrant Golden Apples fell onto the plate.


    Staring at the mouthwatering Golden Divine Fruit before her, Helen swallowed hard, her face lit up with smugness.


    Hmph, I��ll let them have the daytime.


    But come night, with the treasure bestowed upon me by the God of Love, Aphrodite, I��ll surely snatch my beloved back!@@@@


    Thinking thus, Helen glanced at the newly-risen Sun outside her window and suddenly felt deflated.


    It��s still so long until nightfall; how will I endure this entire day?


    The disheartened princess looked around her room; her gaze soon settled on a bed someone had lain on, and her eyes began to sparkle.


    A moment later, Helen pounced onto the bed, hugging the velvet duvet tightly to her chest, buried her face into it, and took a deep breath of the lingering scent in the bedding, her face full of contentment as if her soul had been purified.


    ��The scent, hehe, his scent...��


    The girl rubbed her flushed face against the duvet, her murmuring becoming more and more indistinct.


    ~~


    At nightfall, after wandering around the city for the day, the trio finally returned to the courtyard.


    Luo En took out some homemade nectar to relieve their fatigue and thirst, then sat aside, reminiscing about the news he had heard from the two during the day.


    Strictly speaking, the Beast Disaster extermination mission was far from perfect due to too many variables.


    Although the Temple of Typhon had been destroyed, and its will expelled, the second generation of Typhon��s Offspring created by him had spread across Greece, accompanying the Beast invasion.


    Now, news of Magic Beasts obstructing roads and harming people were already spreading through the neighboring city-states.


    This was a case of unjust misfortune for the first generation of Typhon��s Offspring, who were wrongly blamed in War God Mountain.


    But this was no bad thing; it was an opportunity for the second generation outside causing trouble to take the fall for those little fellows on War God Mountain, allowing them to lurk behind the scenes.


    Even, quietly doing bad deeds under the guise of Typhon��s name, they could just pin the blame on those second generation troublemakers.


    Apples?


    Helen paused for a moment and then looked at the golden apple cores in their hands, her vision darkened, and her heart momentarily stopped.


    ��You, you...��


    After a frozen several seconds, the girl let out a trembling wail.


    ��My golden apples!��


    Seeing Helen��s utterly heartbroken expression, the two exchanged glances.


    ��It��s just two apples, right? They tasted pretty good, but there��s no need to be so stingy, is there?��


    ��How about this, where did you buy them? We��ll go and get some for you!��


    At these words, Helen felt a profound sadness well up.


    ��Buy? Can you even afford it?! They are...��


    Her words stopped abruptly.


    Helen realized that these gifts from the God of Love were probably not meant to see the light of day. She could only press her lips tightly together and let out tears of anger and frustration.


    ��You two went too far!��


    ��No, no, don��t cry! It��s all because the apples smelled so delicious, we couldn��t help ourselves!��


    ��Besides, we didn��t finish them; we left one for you.��


    Atalanta and Medea said this, hastily handing over the remaining golden apple to Helen.


    Seeing only one left, Helen grew even angrier.


    ��Get out!��


    ��But, we...��


    ��OUT!!!��


    Jumping off the bed with a dark face, the girl dragged Atalanta and Medea out of the room, then slammed the door shut. Clutching the only remaining golden apple to her chest, she couldn��t help but burst into tears once again.


    Looking at the closed door, Atalanta and Medea were at a loss.


    ��What should we do? Helen seems really mad, right?��


    ��Why don��t we find our senior? Let him come and soothe her.��


    The two of them decided to head to the kitchen to seek Luo En��s help.


    But for some reason, the more they walked, the hotter they felt inside, and their vision started to blur, especially when they saw the figure bustling around in the kitchen, it felt as though a switch inside them was abruptly flipped on.


    An indescribable urge and hunger surged, overwhelming everything.


    ��What��s wrong with you two? Why are your faces so red?��


    ��What are you pouncing for? Dinner isn��t even ready...��


    ��Wait, don��t touch randomly!��


    ��Help, help me!��


    A pitiful cry was torn and drowned out by the night.


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    Chapter 497: Chapter 30: Lady, Sleep Well, Don��t Look Back (4.6k)


    The next morning, after successfully eradicating the beast nest in the mountains, the twin brothers led their team in a triumphant return to the city.


    After smoothly handling a series of handovers, the two grabbed some snacks from a street vendor and merrily walked home, chatting and laughing.


    However, before they even entered the house, their younger sister Helen burst out of the door and rushed into the arms of her elder brothers, her throat emitting a whimpering cry.


    ��Brother...��


    ��What��s the matter?��


    Seeing their sister��s eyes swollen like peaches, the brothers looked astonished and quickly asked.


    ...


    Helen pointed to the courtyard behind her, enveloped in a glowing pattern, hesitated several times as if wanting to speak, her face full of grief and indignation.


    ��They...��


    Unable to contain themselves, the brothers unconsciously leaned in to listen, and immediately, they heard bursts of intense collisions and gasps coming from the courtyard.


    That familiar melody made the brothers, experienced as they were, reveal a mocking expression.


    So, they actually got together while we were out.


    But come on, make love if you must, but could you keep the noise down?


    Looking at the thick, multilayered magic barrier in front of them, the brothers were astounded and looked pityingly at their sister, who seemed to have been forced to spend the entire night watching, secretly criticizing the three unbridled people in the courtyard.


    Look how scared my kid is...


    ��It��s a small matter, don��t mind them!��


    ��Haven��t you eaten yet? Let��s take you out for a good meal.��


    The two brothers spoke one after the other, pulling along their grievously wronged sister towards the bustling market, intending to mend her bruised heart with food.


    Being dragged away, Helen, looking at her two brothers who were oblivious to the root of the problem, felt extremely bitter.


    Eat, eat, eat, what��s there to eat? Our home is almost gone!


    In the depths of the Arcadian Mountains, the bands of beasts seemed to be overflowing into a disaster again, but Queen Atalanta had already gone on a hunting expedition into the deep mountains with her friends.


    As for the news brought by the twin brothers, whether it was the Temple of the Moon Goddess or the Royal Palace, it was quite customary.


    Their queen had always liked to be independent, venturing several times into the beast-infested mountains to destroy numerous nests; now this similar approach was not surprising.


    Even without Atalanta, the literal leader, the various forces in the City of Arcadia, honed by repeated beast disasters, were already capable of operating on their own, maintaining the basic order of the city.


    Just like that, three to five days passed, and the Royal City remained as stable as ever, with even no serious incidents occurring.


    The only slightly unusual thing was the strange vibrations emanating occasionally from beneath the houses in the southeastern part of the city.


    Seven days later, the twin brothers, who routinely came to report to Queen Clymene, were struggling to keep up.


    The two looked at the gentle and elegant middle-aged lady in the garden, who was chatting pleasantly with Queen Clymene, and felt an inexplicable sense of unease, letting out an internal wail.


    Brother, it��s been seven days, haven��t you had enough?


    Please, come out already! Someone��s looking for you! It seems to be a deity!


    Seeing the conversation between the queen and the middle-aged lady conclude, and spotting some clues, the hesitant brothers were just about to pluck up their courage when a heavenly voice came from behind.


    ��Does she want to see me?��


    Upon hearing this, the twin brothers looked excitedly toward Luo En, who had appeared behind them, and nodded eagerly.


    ��Brother, you finally came out. Do you know she��s been waiting for you at the Royal Palace for half a day? If you and those two didn��t show up soon, we were about to rush into the courtyard and drag you out of your love nest.��


    ��Thanks for the suffering...��


    Luo En, knowing he was at fault, clapped the twin brothers on the shoulders and thanked them with a nervous laugh.


    ��Go ahead with your tasks, I��ll take over from here.��


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    The twins nodded, then looked at Luo En��s empty space behind him and showed a surprised expression.


    ��Right, why is it just you? Where are both of them?��


    ��Uh, they haven��t woken up...��


    ��Then shall we have Helen wake them up? Opposite us seems to be a deity; not so easy to handle.��


    ��Uh, they are not sleeping, they are passed out, won��t wake up for a while...��


    Luo En spoke faintly, his face somewhat embarrassed.


    ...


    Upon hearing this, the twins fell silent for a short while then simultaneously gave a thumbs up, subconsciously looking towards a certain someone��s area between the legs, mumbling to themselves internally.


    Passed out from ecstasy? How beastly?


    Noticing the brothers�� strange looks, Luo En immediately realized they were getting the wrong idea, but it wasn��t appropriate to explain directly.


    After all, he couldn��t say it was the aftermath of using the power of lustful authority too vigorously, could he?


    Resigning himself to take the blame for the situation, Luo En watched the brothers leave his sight, then slightly composed himself, stood up, and walked into the garden to start the official meeting.


    At this moment, the visiting middle-aged beauty had finished the small talk and was sitting with Queen Clymene in the pavilion, enjoying the sweet nectar and delicate pastries.


    Luo En walked through the vine-covered path to the tea table and got straight to the point.


    ��Lady, I hear you wanted to see me?��


    The middle-aged beauty nodded with a smile, sizing up Luo En before her, and spoke softly.


    ��Let��s have a talk, little Dionysus...��


    Clearly, Luo En��s conjecture was on the mark.


    With humanity and the gods now separated, the gods�� power growth for the next three hundred years was closely linked to human faith.


    Though Demeter wasn��t strictly the founder of the Cult of Erebus, and didn��t directly appear on their behalf, over time, the Goddess of Agriculture had become inextricably linked with the cult.


    The actions of the cult��s members, in one way or another, affected society��s perception and faith in Demeter.


    This ��Great Sacrifice of Arcadia�� was a problem both big and small.


    If the Erebus cultists involved were used as negative examples in a publicity campaign, the Cult of Erebus might become a target for universal denouncement as a deviant sect, and in a severe scenario, even Demeter, as the head deity of the cult, could see her reputation plummet dramatically.


    Of course, aside from considering Demeter��s feelings, there was also the need to factor in his adoptive mother Persephone��s sentiments. Even without the maternal relationship with the Agriculture Goddess, she was also one of the main deities worshiped by the Cult of Erebus.


    Considering the cult��s limited involvement in the incident, Luo En and Atalanta had no intention of blowing things out of proportion.


    In fact, that was exactly what they did.


    After defeating Typhon��s incarnation, stopping the grand sacrifice in the city, Atalanta had been dedicated to mediating the conflicts among the factions, leading the unblemished cultists through Arcadia��s most perilous moments in the name of atoning for their sins.


    However, not pursuing matters didn��t mean they hadn��t happened.


    Luo En looked at Demeter who had formally stepped forward on behalf of the Cult of Erebus and sighed heavily, his tone serious.


    ��Although I understand your dilemma and believe in your integrity, the nature of this incident is too grievous, and it has brought profound disaster to the Arcadians. Whether as a shepherd for the people or as the teacher of Her Majesty the Queen, I have to give them an explanation.��


    ��I know, it��s my lack of discipline...��


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    Chapter 499: Chapter 30: Lady, Sleep Well, Don��t Look Back (4.6k)_3


    The honest Agriculture God nodded in acknowledgment and then opened the Magic Circle Diagram, taking out the Horn of Plenty.


    ��So, I��ve brought this, it can purify the land contaminated by the breath of death, allowing the Arcadians to reap at least ten years of bountiful harvests. I hope this can make amends for the wrongdoings of my followers.��


    At that moment, the Divine Artifact had been re-infused with Divinity, and the rich essence of life spread out, causing the plants in the garden to grow visibly faster.


    Changing the soil quality? Ten years of bountiful harvests? What a great item!


    Luo En accepted the reactivated Horn of Plenty, seemingly unable to put it down.


    Such Authority might not be much use to Deities, but for a nation, it surpassed countless treasures of gold and silver and powerful weapons.


    ...


    Particularly in Arcadia, with its many mountains and forests, the arable land was quite limited. The Horn of Plenty, capable of expanding cultivation and guaranteeing bountiful harvests, was simply the most valuable treasure to Arcadians.


    And with this thing, Atalanta��s position as queen would be unshakeable.


    From the Agriculture God��s gesture, the sincerity in reconciliation and compensation was substantial.


    But well...


    ��Although I really want to clear things up for you and understand your sincerity, this item seems to be something I gave to your followers, and that too in front of a group of Divine Blood Heroes. Using it just to offset the debt might not satisfy everyone.��


    Luo En held the Horn of Plenty in his hand, looking quite helpless.


    In a nutshell�� it��s not enough, you need to add more money!


    ��I heard her mother say that the child lost her father over this matter and has just taken the throne? Take it for her, this is a little gift I��m giving her.��


    The Agriculture God said, rolling her eyes at someone who had been scheming to get her Gold Coins and huffed with annoyance.


    ��...Consider it extra!��


    Luo En accepted the clay pot with an awkward smile and curiously opened it to find that it was actually a pot of Hygieian Porridge.


    ��I cooked it myself. Although it can��t grant her immortality, it is more than enough to cleanse most of her mortal essence,�� Demeter responded softly, then glanced at the sleeping Queen of Arcadia, seemingly moved by a sense of shared affliction, and added solemnly, ��There��s some in her mother��s drink as well...��


    Luo En nodded, suddenly filled with respect for the Agriculture God before him.


    Having compassion for the miseries of humans and being willing to act upon it was indeed a rare quality for deities.


    ��All right, that��s all I have to say. I must be going now.��


    The meeting officially ended, and Demeter transformed into a green glow, vanishing from sight.


    Just as Luo En was about to take stock of the wool he had pulled over her eyes, the returning Twins barged in.


    ��Someone is looking for you again, it seems, and it��s another deity...��


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    Chapter 500: Chapter 31 Brother, you smell so good (5k)


    ��Bang~!��


    Two dull thumps struck the twins�� heads, and Luo En��s face was covered with black lines.


    ��What are you thinking? She��s just drunk and asleep.��


    The siblings smelled the fragrance of alcohol filling the garden, and seeing the obvious flush on Her Majesty the Queen��s face, the astonishment in their hearts dissipated, replaced by a sense of tedium and disappointment.


    Just this? How boring...


    Watching the two shake their heads regretfully, Luo En��s expression grew even darker.


    ...


    Was he so thirsty? Would he not let go of any female?


    Not to mention that this was Atalanta��s biological mother, which required consideration for his student��s feelings; even from the perspective of charisma, the Queen of Arcadia wasn��t anything special among the women he knew, far from someone who could incite his animalistic impulses.


    After all, compared to those genetically superior deities and heroes, the queen was virtually unknown in the epics, at best a pretty face without much substance.


    If it weren��t for her secluded life in the inner palace, her minimal involvement with the major sacrificial ceremonies of Arcadia, and her understanding attitude, having acknowledged Atalanta��s identity and striving to mend their relationship after the King of Arcadia��s outburst, facilitated by the Moon Goddess Temple, it would still be uncertain whether she could retain her title as queen.@@@@


    Fortunately, the queen was sensible enough to stay as her mascot role, which helped Atalanta and Luo En develop some good feelings and respect for her.


    Thus, their few encounters had been harmonious, but that was all.


    ��What are you spacing out for? Call the maids outside to come in, and have them take the queen to rest indoors.��


    Seeing the brothers stood motionless by the door, Luo En reminded them with annoyance in his voice.


    The brothers snapped to attention and hurried to carry out his orders.


    As several maids and two priestesses from the Temple of the Moon Goddess, alerted by the commotion, hustled to assist the queen into the house, Luo En turned to the twins and asked with furrowed brows.


    ��You said someone wanted to see me? Where are they? Take me to them.��


    ��If you��re counting relations by generations, wouldn��t the Father God also be linked to him in some way?��


    ��Then how do you explain the Grand Sacrifice launched by the Hermes Cult? They are your most devoted followers. When Typhon descended because of them, can I view it as this was your instruction, with the goal of using Typhon��s revival to sweep away Arcadia��s hostile forces for you and the Hermes Cult?��


    ��Slander! That��s naked slander! By the Styx River, I swear I didn��t do it!��


    Hermes immediately became hopping mad, first raising his right arm and swearing an oath, then earnestly grasping Luo En��s hand,


    ��Typhon must be trying to sow discord between us, you can��t believe that!��


    ��Whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. The Arcadians are the ones who have been harmed. The key is what they think.��


    Luo En spoke indifferently, then casually added,


    ��I��ve heard that because of the aftermath of the Beast Disaster, they��ve been harboring significant grudges against the followers of the Hermes Cult lately...��


    In fact, although the major trouble of Hippomenes and Typhon was dealt with, the problems they left behind were far from over.


    The remnants of Typhon��s Demon Army in the mountains of Arcadia, fragmented after their defeat in the decisive battle, scattered across various city-states, causing harm and infinite trouble.


    With such a catastrophe triggered, even if the Hermes Cult wasn��t the primary culprit, they couldn��t expect to wash their hands clean of the affair.


    And as clever as Hermes was, he, of course, understood the meaning of Luo En��s statement above and reluctantly opened the Magic Circle Diagram, took out a pair of boots adorned with silver wings, and, with a pained expression, placed them on the table while offering a compensatory smile,


    ��I��ve heard that Her Majesty the Queen of Arcadia has lately been defending my followers, willing to let bygones be bygones. A small token, not much but my way of showing appreciation, please convey my thanks to Her Majesty the Queen.��


    Hermes��s words seemed soft, but they were subtly loaded with implications.


    As the God of Messengers, his journey had naturally involved getting the inside scoop on the situation and how the Hermes Cult was currently viewed so that he could prepare for the negotiations that followed.


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    Although Luo En��s words weren��t wrong, as usual, he only told half the story.


    When it comes to the resurgence of Typhon, the Hermes Sect was indeed implicated, yet the Arcadian royal family and the Eleusinian Esoteric Teachings were also not clean, and even the Temple of the Moon was guilty of negligence.


    Therefore, to avoid public outrage, all parties tacitly shifted the blame onto Typhon and Hippomenes.


    Naturally, the misdeeds conducted by the Hermes Sect behind the scenes were also jointly concealed, and few in Arcadia were privy to the details.


    Thus, although the followers of the Hermes Cult had experienced several internal conflicts, with heavy casualties and hard times, their situation was not as Luo En described, where everyone was calling for their heads.


    Now, after three months of adjustment, the followers of the Hermes Sect had indeed made considerable efforts to counter the aftermath of the Beast Disaster, and to dredge up the past and expose these matters would be rather impolite.


    ...


    Sure enough, a slippery character like Hermes wouldn��t bleed himself dry so honestly.


    Luo En glanced at the person opposite, took out a shattered red crystal, and played with it in his hand, clicking his tongue in admiration.


    ��In terms of merit, the Hermes Sect has indeed contributed significantly, not only restoring the forbidden technology of the Bronze Age but also refining the [Philosopher��s Stone] to transcend the limits of life. After things settle down, I will definitely make sure Atalanta acknowledges your contributions. If the praise from Arcadia isn��t loud enough, our Academy of Athens could also offer free publicity for your epoch-making research achievements!��


    However, upon hearing this, Hermes��s face turned green.


    If it came out that the Hermes Sect was the innovator of the Philosopher��s Stone, it might very well cost him his life.


    Defying the Law of Life and reversing life and death was already offensive enough to Hades and Mother Earth, not to mention the rest of the deities and the Chief God of Olympus could spew him to death with their spit.


    On one hand, the short-lived mortals on Earth could not resist the temptation of eternal life and would definitely target the Hermes Sect;


    On the other hand, what is the raw material for refining the Philosopher��s Stone? Human lives! If some old kings and demigods got their hands on this technology and materials and didn��t want to age and die, they might indeed go crazy with city-slaughter and sacrifice to Typhon.


    A decrease in the human population would inevitably lead to the weakening of the seals that bound the Old Gods.


    ��Exactly!��


    Having successfully silenced someone in the know, Hermes nearly cried out in relief.


    ��But well...��


    However, the sudden turn in the conversation made Hermes��s heart stop again.


    Luo En raised his hand as if calming, and spoke with a smile.


    ��Don��t worry, I��ve heard that some information about the Philosopher��s Stone, and certain technologies, even some semi-finished products, have quietly spread alongside this Beast Disaster. If not handled properly, it could inevitably cause a stir.��


    Hermes breathed a sigh of relief, hastily nodding in assurance.


    ��Don��t worry! I��ll definitely take care of cleaning up after this mess!��


    As the God of Messengers, crisis management was precisely his forte.


    Furthermore, his pursuit of the Hermes Sect��s development had previously caused many problems, nearly resulting in his sect being eaten through like a sieve by an Old God��s proxy, which in turn triggered a series of calamities.


    Now was a perfect opportunity to thoroughly reorganize the Hermes Sect from within.


    ��Alright, that��s enough about Arcadia��s affairs, now onto mine. My appearance fee is quite expensive.��


    As Hermes was pondering how to deal with those troublesome disciples of his, the contemplative voice from the opposite side almost moved the god of trade to tears.


    ��You too? There��s nothing left, really nothing at all! If you don��t believe me, you might as well kill me!��


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    Looking at the tearful Hermes, Luo En felt a pang of guilt and spoke reluctantly.


    ��How about this, you owe me a favor, and when I need it, help me once. Is that feasible?��


    ��Deal!��


    As soon as Luo En finished speaking, Hermes quickly grasped his hand, cementing the compensation plan.


    At that moment, there wasn��t a trace of the earlier sobbing on the face of the god of commerce.


    Damn, I��m going to lose out...


    ...


    Luo En cursed under his breath, then let out a frustrated hum.


    ��You really know how to do business, a few tears and you make me change my words. I almost sacrificed one of my incarnations to clean up your mess...��


    Hearing this, Hermes gave an embarrassed smile, not denying his little trick of feigning weakness and selling misery.


    In fact, among the four divine artifacts he had offered earlier, aside from the winged shoes which were slightly more valuable, the rest were ordinary items, far from causing him to wail and bemoan his loss.


    What he was guarding against was this person here continuing to ask for more, draining him completely.


    Having achieved his aim and considering future cooperation, Hermes tactfully offered a way out.


    ��Here��s what I��ll do, I can give you a piece of information for free. If there��s anything you want to know, ask me now.��


    ��Actually, there is...��


    Luo En��s eyes flashed as he asked in a deep voice.


    ��This name ��Thoth��, where did it come from?��


    In the eyes of the scholars and alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, the God of Speed Hermes, God of Messengers Hermes, and God of Wisdom Thoth, these three divinities mix to form the ��Thrice Greatest Hermes.��


    He possesses these three aspects and knows the universe��s triple wisdom��alchemy, astrology, and magic.


    But logically, the name Thoth shouldn��t appear here, nor should it be associated with Hermes, as Thoth is a deity from Ancient Egypt.


    ��Just trying it out...�� Hermes spoke with a sheepish laugh, his eyes flickering.


    After all, possessing divine authority of wisdom is very powerful in Greece.


    Luo En naturally understood the other��s cunning, but he didn��t expose it.


    Hermes��s usurpation of Thoth��s name entailed pilfering his followers and divine authority. The Egyptian God of Wisdom, who could not possibly cross the Sea of Chaos to claim royalties in Greece, left Luo En with no need to play the villain.


    Moreover, he was curious.


    Could Zeus, as the Divine King of the Greek divine era, be immune to the power of foreign deities?


    Just then, a perfect specimen was right in front of him.


    With this thought, Luo En��s gaze toward Hermes grew warmer.


    However, the more amiable someone appeared, the more cautious Hermes became, unconsciously clutching his chest and shifting backward.


    ��If there��s nothing else, I won��t disturb you further.��


    ��Sure, see you around. If you encounter any trouble in the process of retrieving the Philosopher��s Stone, have someone from the Academy of Athens send me a message.��


    Luo En smiled and waved his hand, not stopping him.


    Seeing the affable attitude across the table, Hermes relaxed slightly. Before leaving, he looked at this earthly shepherd and after some thought, spoke in a serious tone.


    ��I��ll give you another piece of information for free. Thessaly seems to be having some issues, even more bustling than Arcadia now. If you��re interested, you might want to take a look.��


    Watching Hermes transform into a gust of wind to escape, Luo En furrowed his brows.


    Thessaly?


    Just as Luo En was deep in thought, the twin brothers returned and spoke seriously as they entered.


    ��We just received a divine message from Lord Apollo, we might need to take a trip to Thessaly!��


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    Chapter 503: Chapter 32: Teacher, Marry Me!


    Late at night, the Temple of the Moon Goddess.


    Luo En sat in the empty council hall, deeply engrossed in reviewing the piles of official documents on the table.


    Normally, this duty would fall to his diligent student Atalanta, but since Her Majesty the Queen was still fast asleep in bed due to the power of the God of Love, he, as both her teacher and the one to blame, had no choice but to temporarily take over and maintain order in Arcadia.


    After being busy for a while, he finally managed to catch up on recent backlogged affairs. Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest, his mind beginning to miss the days when the Twins were around.


    Despite the legend of betrayal associated with Gemini, the twins possessed undeniable capabilities as the officially designated heirs to the throne of Sparta. Whether in matters of military and physical prowess or administration and education, their performance stood out among their peers.


    With these brothers under his command, Luo En could save a great deal of effort even if he were forced into active duty.


    ...


    Unfortunately, the two brothers had left a few days ago with their sister Helen for Thessaly to aid King Admetos in combating the stirring tribe of Cottus��the giants.


    The fact that Apollo himself had issued this oracle proved not only the significant standing King Admetos held in the heart of the God of Light but also suggested that the situation in Thessaly was likely dire.


    Cottus...


    Luo En murmured this name, pressing a hand against his somewhat swollen brow.


    If he remembered correctly, the third great mythological war that concerned the survival of Olympus��The Gigantomachy��was provoked by these giants.


    As this was a turning point decreed by ��Fate,�� and considering the efforts Apollo��s faction had made in defending Arcadia, it seemed he would indeed have to make a trip to Thessaly.


    ��Tsk!��


    As Luo En pondered, the warning runes of Hermes buzzed and shattered, and he opened his eyes to look at the gently pushed-open door.


    Under the rich night, a graceful figure stepped in with light footsteps.


    The moonlight spilling through the window speckled the room, faintly illuminating the silhouette of the newcomer.


    Recognizing the distinctive feline ears, Luo En immediately knew it was his diligent student, Atalanta.


    ��Awake?��


    ��Cough, yes...��


    Atalanta answered nasally, her eyes involuntarily glancing upward, observing the beam structure overhead.


    Luo En casually changed the subject, trying to break the subtle awkwardness between them.


    ��Just you? What about Medea?��


    ��She hasn��t woken up; she��ll probably sleep for a few more days.��


    Atalanta snorted softly, recalling the seven days and nights of battles where she took on seventy percent of the injuries, and not without a twinge of disdain for her incapable teammate reflected in her eyes, she rubbed her sore bottom.


    ��If she can��t handle this much, she��s really too frail.��


    ��Medea is indeed weak!��


    ��Lord Artemis above, I wish you to grant me a child!��


    ��Pfft!��


    Luo En, who had just taken a sip of tea, suddenly spit it out, his face filled with astonishment.


    ��A, a child?��


    ��Yes, to be frank, I do not wish to be queen, nor be bound by the mundane rules, but I cannot abandon the people of Arcadia. So, the best solution is to have a child, nurture her well, and let her succeed me as the new ruler of Arcadia.��


    Atalanta honestly shared her thoughts, her gaze burning intensely as she looked at her teacher.


    From both a personal and practical perspective, her teacher was an ideal breeding partner.


    He not only possessed exquisite bloodlines but also had vast knowledge and handled affairs with ease.


    If he were to extend the royal lineage for Arcadia and raise the child, she could comfortably resign and live the life she wanted once the child grew up.


    The more Atalanta thought about it, the more perfect the plan seemed to her, and she couldn��t help but step forward, bathed in moonlight.


    As she walked, the current Queen of Arcadia removed her hunting gear, shedding her armor piece by piece. Under the cover of moonlight, her statuesque, muscular body gleamed softly.


    Under someone��s nurture, his student seemed to have shed her initial greenness and became even more stunningly beautiful.


    However, Luo En glanced at the temple directly across the council hall and the statues placed within it, swallowing nervously with a sense of unease.


    ��We��re still in the Temple of the Moon Goddess; this isn��t right, is it?��


    Atalanta pressed down her teacher who tried to rise and flee, the fire in her eyes seeming to burn even fiercer.


    ��Extending the royal authority of Arcadia is indeed a task bestowed by the Goddess herself; she surely won��t mind. Moreover, Lady Artemis is not only the Hunting Goddess but also governs midwifery, fertility, and abundance, so having her witness and bless our child would be even better, wouldn��t you agree?��


    As is well known, the desires and rebellious spirits of feline species are rather strong.


    In the original mythology, Atalanta left behind the tale of battling with her husband for three days and three nights in a goddess��s temple, which resulted in her being transformed into a lion.


    Clearly, the fate that had deviated was repairing itself to some extent, creating an even more delicate situation than previously imagined.


    Before Luo En could react further, his whole body along with the chair behind him was toppled to the ground.


    Then, a cat-like creature under the moonlit night could no longer restrain her deeply buried love and desire to break through taboos, and she pounced without hesitation.


    Skin pressed against skin, their bodies intertwined, and the atmosphere beneath the desk suddenly turned fiery, accompanied by the sound of tearing clothes. Luo En resignedly lay on the cold floor, his voice dry, filled with a mix of pleadings and slight resentment.


    ��Gentle, gentle! Don��t bite, I��ll do it myself!��


    But soon, that insignificant resistance and the attitude of seeming refusal yet consenting were shredded by the rampantly passionate feline creature.


    The long night continued, filled with intertwined cries of despair and sounds of collision resonating in the bright moonlight, filling the entire Temple of the Moon Goddess.


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    ��Achoo!��


    On an island lush and akin to Paradise, Artemis, sitting by the lake, suddenly felt a chill and couldn��t help but sneeze heavily.


    Who is talking about me behind my back?


    The Goddess of the Hunt muttered to herself, casually wiping away the Magic Circle Diagram on the ground that shimmered with the emblem of the Sun, and turned to look at the tall girl with red hair and a golden crown behind her.


    The girl��s red hair was tied into a beautiful bun at the back of her head, her skin tone full of vitality, wearing uniquely styled clothes made from soft fabrics and leather. Her entire being radiated an energy, her stature close to two meters, her every move exuding an indescribable sharpness.


    Artemis lightly twirled a silver strand of hair on her shoulder and asked with a light smile.


    ...


    ��Hippolyta, you heard the news from Apollo just now, what do you think?��


    ��Goddess, the Amazon Tribe is willing to be your spear and sword, at your behest, to fight for your honor!��


    The girl raised her hand to her chest and answered solemnly.


    Artemis, upon hearing this, nodded in satisfaction.


    Amazon, also known as Amazons, this is a land of women.


    But they are not women in the conventional sense, dependent on men and beguilingly gentle, they are fierce and martial female warriors. To conquer them has been a perilous dream of every Greek hero.


    According to its actual location, Amazon is situated by the Thermodon River in Asia Minor, its land boasting vast plains as well as dense forests, not only covered with icy, sparkling mountains but also long, flat coastlines.


    The complex terrain and environment have cultivated the Amazons�� nature of conquering nature and their fierce bravery.


    Here, the usual status of men and women is reversed, with the tribe ruled by nine sisters headed by Queen Hippolyta.


    ��Senior brother, didn��t we agree on morning? Why are you so late?��


    ��Cough, perhaps it��s the recent surge in official duties, overworking myself, and accidentally oversleeping.��


    Luo En coughed as he answered, his gaze somewhat evasive.


    Overworking to the point of having scratch marks and bite marks on your neck?


    Medea��s gaze swept across the series of incriminating evidence on him, blinked, and smiled playfully.


    ��If you��re not done with your business, why don��t we stay a few more days in Arcadia?��


    ��Let��s go! Right now!��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En summoned his Bronze Chariot without hesitation, pulled Medea onto it, and without further ado, cracked his whip, ordering the divine horses to set off at their fastest pace.


    His urgent demeanor was as though fleeing a den of demons.


    It wasn��t until several kilometers away that Luo En dared to look back slightly, his heart still racing as he viewed the now blurred outline of Arcadia Royal City.


    In just a few days, he had thoroughly learned how terrifying a feline in heat could be.


    An incessant dynamo not to mention, her fondness for some thrilling and dangerous plays.


    For instance, pinning him down in front of the Moon Temple while praying to her goddess for offspring...


    Merely frolicking Luo En could handle, but to play such games under Artemis��s watch was indeed overly exciting.


    He genuinely feared that his moon-related girlfriend might one day whimsically glance their way and discover his affair with Atalanta, which could prompt her to switch to Asura Field mode in a fury and pursue him from Paradise Island.


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    For the sake of his own blood pressure and heart, Luo En decided it was best to run first.


    Thus, he drove his horse fiercely along the way, hastily heading towards Thessaly, eager to engage in the noble cause of protecting humanity.


    So, in just a few days, the two of them reached the border of Thessaly.


    The bronze chariot raced along the rugged mountain roads of Thessaly and continued on its course. However, when they passed through a dense forest, the clear sound of metal clashing echoed vaguely from within the woods, and Luo En abruptly tightened the reins, looking towards the source of the noise.


    ��Could it be a Centaur?��


    Medea pointed towards several unique hoof prints at the side of the road and spoke up to remind him.


    ...


    Luo En nodded, withdrew the bronze chariot back into its crest, and entered the dense forest with Medea, ��Let��s go, let��s see!��


    At that moment, within the forest.


    A tall female warrior, with wheat-colored skin, wielding a spear and shield, and clad in silver armor, was battling alone against a group of Centaurs.


    ��Tch! You four-hoofed beasts, dare to run wild on my turf and even dare to start a bridal raid right in front of my eyes, as if Thessaly had no one!��


    The female warrior cursed loudly, knocked down a charging Centaur with a spear, stepped on the Centaur��s head, and spat in contempt at the defeated enemy before her.


    By this time, around her lay a dozen Centaurs.


    Her crude and aggressive behavior, along with her use of ��I�� in referring to herself, made this exceptionally beautiful warrior seem oddly masculine.


    The Centaur leader, wearing a bronze mask and wielding a huge axe, stared unabashedly at the exposed skin of the female warrior in front of him, mocking her in a stentorian voice.


    ��Battlefield... woman... get away... you are only fit to lie in bed, stick up your ass!��


    ��Hahaha. That��s a funny thing to say. Try saying it again and see. I��ll chop off your head before you can even open your mouth.��


    Upon hearing this, the female warrior flew into a rage, crushed the head of a Centaur on the ground with her foot, her face contorted with ferocity not fitting her beautiful features, and charged toward the Centaur leader with her spear and shield raised.


    ��You dare to look down on me? Fuck you!��


    The Centaur leader, seeing this, immediately drew a bronze spear from behind and shot it at the charging female warrior.


    The female warrior swung her round shield to easily block the spear and scoffed in disdain.


    ��And you think you can sleep with me? Haven��t you eaten? Four-hoofed beast!��


    Then, she threw her long spear with tremendous force, impaling the Centaur leader against a tree.


    ��Looks like, mine is both harder and bigger.��


    Just in the nick of time, a swiftly darting shadow broke through the air, and with a punch landed on the falling giant tree, the entire tree under the tremendous force instantly shattered into pieces, scattering in all directions.


    Several unprepared Centaurs, struck by the flying wooden splinters, covered their bloodied faces, screaming in pain.


    ��Kill him! Kill him!��


    Accompanied by furious roars, the Centaurs wielding spears and shields and giant axes charged toward the intruder on the field, ready to tear him into pieces.


    However, before they could get close to him, dozens of purple-red streams of Magic Power shot out from the dense forest, instantly penetrating the heads of several Centaur companions.


    Just this one strike instantly sobered up the enraged Centaurs.


    Sensing fear in their hearts, they hastily retreated, trying to escape this bloody battlefield.


    But just as they turned around, they saw several dozens of silvery-grey skeletons wielding swords and shields emerging from the other side of the dense forest, completely blocking their retreat.


    Faced with attacks from both sides, the Centaurs turned their not-so-bright brains and, grinding their teeth, charged toward the closest intruder.


    First, capture him as a hostage!


    Seeing the Centaurs�� choice, Medea, not far away, raised her little hand, covering her eyes with pity.


    After a familiar sound of flesh tearing, Luo En shook off the flesh residue on his hand, bent down to pick up the last piece of wood, and pulled out the female warrior buried underneath, asking in a deep voice.


    ��Hey, can you still make it?��


    ��I won��t die...��


    The female warrior, leaning her half body against Luo En��s shoulder, opened her mouth, weakly replying.


    Luo En nodded, continuing to inquire.


    ��What��s your name? Where��s your home?��


    ��Kenneth... from... Thessaly...��


    With great effort, the female warrior spat out her last reply, then could no longer suppress the overwhelming waves of dizziness in her brain. Her vision went dark, and she fainted in Luo En��s arms.


    Is it her?


    Luo En glanced at the wheat-colored, exotic beauty in his arms, then looked toward the ground where a wisp of dark red mud was gradually fading and turned his gaze toward a patch of fallen grass in the dense forest, slightly frowning.


    Something seems a bit off about this Thessaly region.


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    Chapter 506: Chapter 34: You Are My Half-Brother


    The dust of battle had settled, and the bronze chariot carried three people out of the dense forest, moving further and further away.


    After a long while.


    Rustle~


    The dead leaves on the ground and the wild grass all around whispered softly with the wind, and streams of red-black mud surged out of the glowing cracks, enveloping the disarrayed centaur corpses within the forest.


    In the blink of an eye, the bloodstains, chunks of bodies, and weapons on the ground had vanished, replaced by an intricately woven red-black mud cocoon.


    Crack!


    ...


    A crisp cracking sound emanated from within outward, and a fair arm tore through the red-black membranous cocoon enveloping it; a svelte figure emerged, her dark purple hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, and her amber eyes��the perfect blend of innocence and seductiveness��as if embodying both sanctity and corruption, her aura contradictory yet unified.


    ��Another deity? It sure is lively here.��


    With a laugh as melodious as silver bells, the seductive girl stretched lazily, looking towards the direction where the bronze chariot had disappeared. Her rolling pink tongue lightly licked her moist lips, her beautiful eyes flickering mysteriously.


    ��It looks like it��s time to raise the difficulty of the game...��


    ��Snap!�� Accompanied by a crisp snapping of fingers, the seductive girl��s shadow seemed to transform into a puddle of red-black mud, spreading outwards. Centaurs armed with spears, shields, and massive axes, their bodies black as ink and eyes a brutal crimson, emerged from the mud, their bodies covered in red-black patterns.


    ~~


    The racing bronze chariot traveled over a rugged mountain road, inevitably causing Luo En and Cainis to jostle up and down. Cainis moaned softly, holding her throbbing head as she barely managed to sit up, opening her eyes to look at the man and woman in front of her.


    ��Was it you who saved me?��


    Hearing the news, the residents of Thessaly were in great distress, affecting production, daily life, and even the sacrifices made to the gods.


    For this reason, King Admetos summoned the Divine Blood Heroes in the realm, hoping to deliberate strategies together and root out those vermin from their burrows.


    Cainis was among the first group of Divine Blood Heroes to join the expedition. Although her appearance was quite outstanding in Thessaly, even having the reputation of the most beautiful woman in Thessaly, pursued by many men, her fiery personality and temper made this female warrior prefer to be alone.


    Indeed, hearing about the kidnapping incidents in nearby villages, she rushed over alone, hoping to catch the Giant Spirit Clan��s tail but instead found a group of centaurs taking advantage of the chaos.


    Luo En scrutinized Cainis, his expression skeptical.


    ��So, you took them on by yourself and almost got killed by them?��


    In the ��Iliad�� it was mentioned she was of the lineage of Ares, God of War, and in ��Metamorphoses�� it was even said she was the daughter of The Atlas Titan, Atlas. The combination of these two strains of divine blood not only shaped her fiery personality but also endowed her with an almost invulnerable body and considerable fighting prowess.


    Being able to show off as one of Thessaly��s notable Divine Blood Heroes, how did she almost get overturned by a few dozen centaurs?


    ��They played dirty!��


    Cainis complained indignantly, then began to defend herself.


    ��We had an agreement for me to take on the whole lot of them alone, but they cast spells on me behind my back, making it impossible for me to stand, truly lacking martial integrity!��


    Luo En frowned slightly upon hearing this.


    Centaurs are skilled in mounted archery and hit-and-run strategies, but they have little understanding of magic and curses; their community is almost devoid of mages.


    And as a demigod, one typically possesses a certain degree of resistance to magic. Let alone the barely magic-savvy centaur clan, even a professional enchantress like Medea would find it challenging to break Cainis��s magic resistance so easily.


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    Chapter 507: Chapter 34: You Are My Half-Brother_2


    In that forest... were there any experts?


    As Luo En frowned in thought, Cainis cleared her throat, changing the subject.


    ��Right, what about you guys? Why did you come to Thessaly at this time?��


    ��We are from the Academy of Athens, entrusted by the new Queen of Arcadia to assist Thessaly in subduing calamities.��


    Luo En put on a convincing cover story, introducing himself and Medea to Cainis.


    ��So, you��re allies?�� Cainis��s interest piqued, she coughed and rubbed her hands together, ��Can we talk business?��


    ...


    ��What?��


    ��About the incident in the forest just now...��


    Cainis looked embarrassed, as if she found it difficult to speak.


    Luo En blinked, feigning confusion.


    ��What incident in the forest? Didn��t we run into each other on our way to clear out centaurs?��


    ��That��s solid! From now on, you��re my brother from another father and mother!��


    Cainis first froze at his words, then her face broke into a smile. She enthusiastically wrapped her arm around the shoulder of her life-saving benefactor, drawing him into an embrace and pointing towards the silhouette of the city that had appeared ahead, laughing heartily.


    ��Come on, follow me into the city. It��s my treat!��


    ��Umm~~��


    The muffled groan of Luo En��s head, wedged between two wheat-colored burly arms, was lost in the embrace before he even entered the city, overwhelmed by the warmth of the people of Thessaly.


    What��s there to be proud of? They��ll sag sooner or later!


    Behind, Medea glanced down at her own plainly visible broad chest, then looked at her teacher being dragged away by Cainis, and hurriedly ran after them, indignant.


    On the way, Luo En had intended to bid Cainis farewell and head to the Royal Palace of Thessaly to report in, hoping to rendezvous with the Twins as soon as possible.


    However, he couldn��t resist Cainis��s determined invitation to thank him with a meal, and allowed the legendary beauty of Thessaly to pull him into the most famous restaurant in the Royal City.


    No sooner had they entered than three figures, two men and one woman, approached.


    Due to the narrow passageway, the tall girl with red hair and golden eyes, radiating a certain beauty from her features and figure, glanced at the man and woman arm-in-arm before her, a trace of disdain flickering through her eyes, then she brushed past Cainis briskly, heading towards the exit.


    Caught off guard, Cainis staggered and turned her head with a cold huff.


    ��What��s the matter? Don��t you watch where you��re going?��


    The beautiful girl with red hair and golden eyes stopped, turned to look at them, and smiled as she spoke.


    ��Ah, I��m sorry, I got distracted watching two monkeys mating in the street.��


    ��Next time you should...��


    Cainis was about to express her magnanimity, but seeing the mockery in the girl��s eyes, she immediately realized the insinuation behind her words and became furious.


    After eating for more than two hours, everyone was full and satisfied, and Cainis happily settled the bill, taking Luo En and the others into the Royal Palace.


    With the local Divine Blood Hero Cainis accompanying them, they were unobstructed along the way and successfully met King Admetos of Thessaly in the Royal Palace.


    Now, the ruler had reached middle age with long black hair draped over his shoulders, a gentle yet majestic demeanor, and eyes that held depths of wisdom accumulated over the years.


    Beside the king sat a man with an antique face, full of beard, with thick joints in his hands, and a more robust figure than the rest, the javelin and shield next to him a size larger than those of others.


    If it weren��t for the occasional sharpness in his eyes, he would look more like an old farmer than a warrior to outsiders.


    Initially, Luo En wasn��t aware of this ��farmer��s�� identity, but as Cainis called out the man��s name, a strange hue emerged in his eyes.


    Telamon, the father of the demigod hero Great Aeas from the Trojan War.


    He was also the good friend of Hercules.


    Despite his unremarkable appearance, this ��farmer�� possessed the virtues of humanity��reason and wisdom.


    To Luo En��s knowledge, Telamon was a perfect example of a fool concealing his wisdom.


    In a certain campaign against the city of Troy, Telamon was the first to break through the gates, charging into the city to earn the highest glory, even leaving Hercules behind.


    The first time in his life, the mighty hero was surpassed by another hero in battle. Under the madness of Hera��s curse, Hercules was furious and jealous.


    So, Hercules lost his senses, drew his sword, and sought to cut down Telamon, who was leading the way.


    Telamon, glancing back, guessed Hercules��s intention, quickly bent down and gathered nearby bricks and stones, piling them up while calling his comrades.


    When asked by others what he was doing there, he replied, ��I��m building an altar here for the victor, Hercules!��


    These words brought Hercules back to his senses, filled with shame. He immediately apologized to Telamon and joined the fight with the rest.


    Afterward, the great hero drew his bow, shot down the Trojan king and several of his sons at the time, with only one prince surviving unscathed; the Trojans lost their will to fight completely.


    To thank Telamon, Hercules gave the Trojan princess to this great hero, and he returned home with his beautiful prize.


    Even just a glimpse gave Luo En a look at the exceptional adaptability and wisdom of this ��farmer.��


    Otherwise, he wouldn��t be talking about a beauty but rather wouldn��t be able to save his head.


    After all, countless heroes had died directly or indirectly at the hands of Hercules, the cursed son.


    Compared to his contemporaries, Telamon wasn��t the strongest, but he managed to keep himself safe for a long time with his wisdom,


    Of course, what truly concerned Luo En about this hero was not his achievements, but his bloodline.


    Peilius, who had died at the hands of Luo En, was Telamon��s blood brother.


    To encounter an enemy in such a place? Hopefully, this demigod hero would be more reasonable than his brother.


    Luo En shook his head, muttering to himself, and then his brow furrowed as he noticed the three familiar figures who had appeared in the palace.


    The three people he had encountered in the morning were also there!


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    Chapter 508: Chapter 35: The Art of Tea is Not Refined, Must Add Thick Milk (4k)


    ��It��s you again!��


    At that moment, Cainis, who had clashed with the three individuals that morning, could barely contain her anger and began to menacingly rub her hands together.


    ��You dare to show your face again? Looking for a beating, are you?��


    Seeing this, King Admetos quickly stopped Cainis, who was about to advance and start a fight.


    ��Cainis, these are guests from the kingdom of Iolcus, come specifically to help Thessaly with the giant crisis. You must not be rude!��


    ��They came all the way from Iolcus to help us? Is there such a good thing?��


    ...


    Cainis raised an eyebrow and then let out a cold laugh.


    ��Since when did that greedy old man Peli As become a paragon of virtue helping others? I bet there��s a catch, isn��t there?��


    ��Be quiet!��


    King Admetos glared at his outspoken subordinate, then turned somewhat awkwardly to the two men and one woman beside him, managing a wry smile.


    ��It seems there might be some misunderstanding between you all, so please, first move to the garden. My wife, Alcestis, has prepared a banquet there. She has lived in Thessaly for a long time and misses her homeland dearly. Once I handle these trivial matters, I will definitely come and personally apologize to you all.��


    The leader, a handsome young man, nodded with a smile and obediently descended the stairs laid out by King Admetos.


    ��Great, I also wanted to chat more with that niece of the queen, so I won��t disturb His Majesty any longer.��


    King Admetos sighed in relief as several maids led the three towards the garden.


    And judging by the reactions of King Admetos and the three guests earlier, it was apparent Cainis had guessed correctly.


    ��Their condition for helping is that I build a Temple for Poseidon in the Royal City and personally preside over the sacrifice.��


    Admetos said, his eyes flickering with disgust.


    The implication was clear: a nation��s leader personally conducting a grand sacrifice to another Chief God in public meant abandoning their original faith and adopting a new Chief God as the protector of the city-state.


    The gods are merely asleep, not dead.


    Moreover, Thessaly currently worships the Divine King, Zeus.


    He dared not do such a thing openly; he��d probably not see the Sun the morning after the sacrifice finished.


    Moreover, it was well-known that Poseidon only cared about the spread of his faith and his own benefits, seldom cleaning up others�� messes. Believing he would assist in mitigating pressure after the incident was less reliable than believing in an unpolluted River Styx.


    Of course, it was also possible that this scenario was exactly what Poseidon and Peli As wanted to see.


    With his death, the other side could take advantage of Thessaly��s chaos to seize its people and resources under the pretense of reestablishing faith.


    Luo En, satisfied with his share of drama, listened with a quiet smile, offering no opinions or reactions.


    Admetos, unlike the straightforward Cainis, said these things in public mainly to express closeness and garner sympathy, perhaps planning to use their help in the future to counter the expansion of the Sea God Temple.


    Unfortunately, Admetos��s little trick was no match for the higher-ranked Luo En, amounting to nothing but casting flirtatious glances into thin air.


    ��Let��s drop this, there are guests present. Let��s not speak of these schemes and intrigues.��


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    Chapter 509: Chapter 35: Lack of Skill in Tea Art, Must Add Thick Cream (4k)_2


    Admetos, seeing that his attempt to make nice had not achieved the expected effect, reluctantly stopped the discussion, with a warm and humble smile on his face, he took the initiative to step down and inquire.


    ��Cainis, introduce me to these long-distance friends of yours, please.��


    Cainis scratched his head, straining to recall the identity information Luo En had mentioned, when a deep and solemn voice came from outside the hall.


    ��They come from Arcadia, entrusted by the Goddess Artemis to alleviate your worries.��


    At the same time, two figures, shoulder to shoulder, clad in blood-stained Golden Armor, each holding the hideous head of a giant, stepped into the entrance of the hall, bowing toward Luo En with a relaxed and friendly smile on their faces.


    ��To fight alongside Your Excellency once more is truly a stroke of luck.��


    ...


    A small figure then burst out from behind them, excitedly dashing to Luo En, with bright, shinning eyes flickering with excitement like a thirsty deer sighting a stream.


    ��You��ve finally arrived!��


    Luo En smiled and nodded his head, his gaze sweeping over the twins and Helen, then turned to look at King Admetos, taking the initiative to make a courteous gesture.


    ��Your Majesty, it is a pleasure to meet you.��


    ��Pleasure, pleasure to meet...��


    Admetos nodded hurriedly, his expression oddly stiff.


    Seeing the king��s reaction, Luo En suddenly remembered that Artemis had once, under the pretext that he had forgotten to sacrifice to her, thrown a snake into Admetos��s bridal chamber on his wedding night, scaring the poor King to death, and then used his spirit as a bargaining chip to teach her stubborn younger brother Apollo a lesson.


    After all, even if one were a true deity, having their pants down and discovering a snake baring its fangs under the covers at night might leave some mental scars.


    Of course, for the likes of Zeus and Poseidon, it would likely be the snake that ended up with the mental scars back then.


    Seeing Admetos shivering under Artemis��s frightening influence, Luo En quickly opened his mouth to reassure.


    ��To quell disasters and spare the innocent populace from torment is also the mission entrusted to us by Goddess Athena and the Shepherd on War God Mountain.��


    Upon hearing this, Admetos, who had been on edge, finally relaxed a little.


    It was good that it wasn��t the Goddess of the Hunt specifically sending someone for him, and with Goddess Athena, the mother of humanity, and the Shepherd from War God Mountain backing him, he should be alright this time.


    Once his mind was at ease, Admetos gathered everyone together, hosting a banquet while detailing the current situation in Thessaly at the dinner table.


    The raids by the Giant Spirit Clan were currently quite covert, mostly small in scale, targeting remote towns and villages that were out of the loop. By the time the news arrived, they were long gone.


    These giants seemed very cautious, immediately burrowing underground at the first sign of trouble. Facing complex underground tunnels, if Thessaly sent too many people, the enemy would simply not show themselves; if too few went, they risked becoming fodder for those underground creatures.


    With the enemy hidden and themselves exposed, the situation was quite passive, leaving everyone without any great solution to completely eradicate the calamity.


    So, they had no choice but to decide to keep moving the population for now, consolidating their defenses while several Divine Blood Heroes led elite teams to roam outside, aiming to figure out the patterns and lairs of the Giant Spirit Clan. Then, when the time was ripe, they would strike like thunder and finish the job in one fell swoop.


    After briefly discussing the important matters, night had gradually fallen.


    Admetos glanced at the dimming sky outside the window, put down his goblet, and stood up.


    ��Let us call it a day. You must be exhausted from your journey. Rest for the night, and when you are refreshed, we will join heads to tackle the troubles at hand.��


    He then pointed towards the garden direction, with a wry and apologetic smile.


    The two exchanged words with smiles brimming on their faces, earnestly looking at each other, their arms locked in a ��friendly�� embrace, marked with bruises due to their excessive ��closeness.��


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn��t help but retreat further into the shadows.


    Such a strong whiff of tea, if I drank this tonight, I��d definitely be up all night.


    And as he observed the teeth-clenched ��good sisters�� on the field, Cainis couldn��t help but show a hint of suspicion on her face.


    ��Is your friendship really that strong?��


    ��Of course!��


    ��Absolutely necessary!��


    Seeing Cainis becoming suspicious, the two released their stiff arms simultaneously and hugged each other affectionately.


    Cainis slapped her forehead and came up with a perfect solution.


    ��Then it��s settled, you two will sleep together, and that guy and I will take a room each.��


    ��Great!��


    Luo En hastily raised his hand in support, his heart finally settling down, turning to look at Cainis with fondness and admiration in his eyes.


    Who says the children of Ares are all brutes? They��re simply wise fools, just look, how clever that was! Sorting out the core issue in an instant!


    Medea and Helen, upon hearing this, were instantly dumbfounded, quickly separating from each other, coughing and scrambling to explain.


    ��Although it��s not entirely impossible, I��m not quite accustomed to sleeping with others.��


    ��Me neither...��


    ��You two really are troublesome.��


    Cainis complained with a dark face and, with a wave of her hand, impatiently made arrangements.


    ��Forget it, one room for each of you, and I��ll squeeze in with this guy.��


    ��?��


    ��?��


    ��?��


    Instantly, three heads popped up with question marks, all looking bewilderedly at the host who had offered accommodations.


    ��What are you standing around for? If we keep arguing, it��ll be daylight soon. You might not sleep, but I need to; it��s decided!��


    Having said that, Cainis didn��t wait for the three to respond, directly dragging Luo En into the house. Then with a bang, she closed the room door and casually activated a Defensive Charm.


    Soon after, the sounds of armor clashing onto the floor and clothes rustling, along with the creak of the bed frame, emanated from the pitch-black room.


    Medea and Helen stood dumbstruck at the doorway, utterly disheveled in the breeze.


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    Chapter 510: Chapter 36: Awesome, Everything Can Be Awesome! (4.6k)


    The room was strewn with armor plates and clothing carelessly discarded everywhere, while Cainis, having burst out of her gear, sprawled across the bed, sound asleep.


    Under the loose blanket, her healthy wheat-colored skin gleamed an enticing honey hue in the moonlight, with two substantial fruits only covering a third of them, vaguely revealing the scenery at the peak.


    Next to her, Luo En carefully removed the arm resting on his chest and gave a glance to Cainis, who had almost gone to bed naked, and couldn��t help but laugh and cry at the situation.


    You really don��t see me as an outsider, brother...


    While Luo En was shaking his head, deep snores began to resonate beside his ear.


    At this moment, Cainis�� body was spread out in a star shape, her taut muscles relaxed in a comfortable way, clearly in a deep sleep.


    ...


    It was evident that this female warrior was truly exhausted.


    After all, she had first chased for dozens of miles, battled intensely with several centaurs in the dense forest; then was struck by a strange curse that left her body limp, nearly getting buried under dozens of large trees pushed over by the centaurs; and as soon as she regained consciousness, she had to lead them into the city non-stop to meet King Thessaly...


    Even an iron man would inevitably feel tired after such back-and-forth turmoil.


    Thinking this, Luo En consciously quieted his movements and breathing to avoid disturbing the resting warrior.


    At this time, the two little green teas outside were probably still squatting at his door, ready to transform the scene into a white academic study, or even worse, an Asura Field, as soon as he stepped out.


    If they tangled with him, he wouldn��t have a peaceful night.


    Compared to them, although Cainis had a somewhat criminally voluptuous body and it was easy to misjudge the distance leading to unintended contact, she really treated him, her lifesaver, like a brother. This made her safer compared to the two outside who seemed intent on devouring him.


    With a brief thought in his mind, Luo En adopted an attitude of ��since it��s come to this, rest easy�� and gently closed his eyes, preparing to rest.


    An hour later.


    ��Snap!��


    Accompanied by a crisp sound, Luo En opened his eyes and removed the thirteenth paw that had landed on his face, then looked down at the two round thighs entwined around his waist in an old tree root style, expressionlessly prying apart the deadly scissor legs.


    Athena nodded slightly, her gaze sharp, and answered solemnly.


    ��I��ve encountered people from the Sea God Temple here.��


    ��The ones you take seriously can��t be ordinary Atlanteans, right?��


    Luo En swirled the wine in his glass, asking with a hint of interest.


    Pleased with her brother��s consistent sharpness, Athena opened her mouth to add more information.


    ��They call themselves ��Marine Fighters,�� and they��re all equipped with ��Scale Robes�� forged from mountain bronze, making them quite tricky to deal with.��


    ��Are they stronger than the ��Sacred Robes�� from War God Mountain?��


    ��It��s hard to distinguish in terms of quality, but in quantity, the Sea God Temple��s ��Scale Robes�� are fully equipped, even ordinary Atlantean soldiers wear them.��


    ��That shouldn��t be the case...��


    Luo En frowned, a look of confusion spreading across his face.


    ��The ��Sacred Robes�� from War God Mountain were personally forged by Hephaestus, imbued with exceptional divinity and divine power. With Poseidon having undergone so many repairs, not to mention burying the Atlantis continent under the sea, where did he get so many ��Scale Robes��? Even if the Atlantean mountain bronze is as common as cabbage, it shouldn��t be easy to solve on a technical level. Could it be that they also have a God of Craftsmanship on their side?��


    ��Actually, they do...��


    ��?��


    Luo En��s eyes widened in surprise as he looked towards Athena.


    Hephaestus has defected? That can��t be right.


    ��It��s unrelated to Hephaestus; it��s a foreign deity named ��Vulcan�� who is said to be behind these ��Scale Robes.''��


    As Athena picked up her pen, she sketched a simple picture of a red-bearded burly man and several odd bronze machines, showing it to Luo En.


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    Chapter 511: Chapter 36 Cows, they can all be awesome! (4.6k)_2


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    ��Besides, he also created a thing called ��Automaton Soldiers�� to assist the Marine Fighters of the Sea God Temple in combat, compensating for the current population shortage of the Atlantis tribe.��


    Vulcan?


    Luo En heard this name and couldn��t help but furrow his brows deeply.


    This was the deity of fire and craftsmanship in the future Roman mythology, equivalent to the present God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus.


    And the Venus and Mars he met in Thessaly City during the day could be respectively linked to the Love Goddess Aphrodite and Ares, God of War.


    ...


    If one was a coincidence, then the successive appearance of three proved that the ��foreigners�� who claimed to be deities definitely had a problem!


    With this thought, Luo En shared his observations from Thessaly with Athena.


    The Goddess of Wisdom contemplated for a moment, then murmured with a hint of realization.


    ��No wonder...��


    ��What did you think of?��


    Upon hearing Luo En��s question, Athena snapped back to reality and started speaking in a deep voice.


    ��Do you remember Talos on Crete Island?��


    ��That Bronze Giant?��


    ��Yes.�� Athena nodded, her gaze gradually turning deep, ��I suspect that these people we are encountering might come from the same tribe as Talos.��


    ��The Bronze tribe?�� Luo En was slightly startled, puzzled, ��Weren��t they eradicated by Zeus?��


    In addition to the newly recruited Holy Warrior of Aries Theseus, there were also the Medicine God Asclepius, who had completed his physical reconstruction and inherited the Ophiuchus Sacred Robe, the second-generation Goddess of Justice Astraea, who had been granted the Libra Sacred Robe, and the recently appointed Sagittarius Sage Chiron and his numerous outstanding graduates from the Academy of Athens.


    Many of these demigods, who had studied at the Academy of Athens, were given Bronze and Silver Sacred Robes upon graduation and were genuine heirs of War God Mountain.


    Luo En was amazed as he listened to Athena��s military lineup.


    Over thirty Silver and Bronze Holy Warriors, plus the four new and old Gold Saints. Among the Gold Saints, aside from the newly joined Theseus whose strength was somewhat mediocre, the three �C Medicine God Asclepius, the second-generation Goddess of Justice Astraea, and Sage Chiron �C were among the top supports and combatants of the deities.


    With the boost from the Golden Saint Cloths, even Poseidon would have to weigh whether his teeth were sharp enough. No wonder the Sea God Temple hasn��t been able to take down Troizen City and instead had turned to Thessaly in search of a breakthrough.


    It must be said that Ms. Sasha, as Athena��s spokesperson, indeed had impressive achievements in recruiting followers. In a short time after leaving War God Mountain, she had gathered a large group of reliable subordinates.


    In contrast, Luo En in Arcadia had been acting as both father and mother, contributing over eighty percent of the team��s damage output, almost to the point of spitting blood, and just barely managed to win by lying down with a bunch of traitors and bumbling teammates.


    In the end, he merely processed the employment paperwork for the Twins, completely overshadowed by Athena in the recruitment performance.


    Although the numbers were not encouraging, to save his own dignity, Luo En had no choice but to level moral criticism against Athena.


    ��Theseus and Asclepius might be fine, but Astraea is the disciple and Lesser Deity of Themis. By recruiting her into your ranks, how will you explain when Themis wakes up?��


    ��Explain what? The whole of War God Mountain is mine. What��s wrong with wanting her disciple? When she wakes up, if her strength isn��t enough, I��m thinking of taking her in as well.��


    The source of all evil in n.t.r culture, the straightforward Minotaur God of Crete, spoke unabashedly, exuding dominance.


    As a second-generation Minotaur, Luo En listened and inwardly heightened his vigilance.


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    Chapter 512: Chapter 36: Awesome, Everything Can Be Awesome! (4.6k)_3


    Themis was still unconscious, and Athena was already plotting against this elder. What if he was actually declining in power?


    The Goddess of Wisdom would likely show no mercy, knocking him to his knees before dragging him back to do stellar labor.


    Therefore, to ensure he wasn��t overrun, he had to stay ahead of his older sister in every aspect.


    Thinking of this, he suddenly felt an urgent pressure behind him and started to inquire about more intelligence on the Sacred Robes, trying to boost his recruitment performance as quickly as possible.


    ��Speaking of which, aren��t there only twelve Golden Saint Cloths in the Zodiac? What��s the deal with Ophiuchus?��


    ��Who told you there are only twelve fixed sets of Golden Saint Cloths?��


    ...


    Luo En was at a loss for words upon hearing this.


    Seeing this, Athena patiently explained.


    ��Nothing is immutable. Since the creation from Chaos millions of years ago, and after such large-scale evolution, even Polaris is not eternally stationary. It��s common for stars to reach the end of their lives, old stars to die, and new stars to be born. And to make the Astrolabe even more beautiful, the stars will also change positions with each other, so the status of the Zodiac is neither constant nor irreplaceable.��


    ��But as I recall, Ophiuchus was originally designed to be of silver rank, right? Can it replace a position in the Zodiac?��


    ��Is silver necessarily weaker than gold? Can a child clad in armor truly defeat a demigod in plain clothes?��


    Hearing Athena��s meaningful question, Luo En pondered.


    ��So, the true measure of strength doesn��t lie solely in the Sacred Robe itself, but also in the power and potential of the wearer?��


    Athena nodded and looked at Luo En, deep in thought.


    Athena paused, then spoke solemnly.


    ��To bring the gods�� glory from the sky to the earth, and allow the wearer to stand shoulder to shoulder with the divine in mortal form��this is the true essence of a Sacred Robe!��


    ��Divine Cloth?��


    ��Hmm, it��s not wrong to call them that. However, out of the eighty-eight Sacred Robes, only Ophiuchus has so far broken the limit.��


    Luo En suddenly realized.


    The truth was that the Ophiuchus Sacred Robe hadn��t evolved into the Golden Rank but had become a Divine Cloth due to the Medicine God��s deeds rivalling those of the deities.


    Similarly, what Athena desired was not eighty-eight Holy Warriors at her beck and call but eighty-eight deities of the starry sky who would seize the authority of the gods.


    ��Then why not clarify this from the start?��


    ��Only twelve Gold Saints are really fit to be used, and the rest, silver and bronze, are all mediocre talents merely making up the numbers. Isn��t it better if outsiders think that way?��


    ��...��


    Luo En had no response, silently giving a thumbs up to Athena.


    In terms of cunning and slyness, Sister Ya had everyone beat.


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 Chapter 513: 37: Hera Wants Me to Be a Dad? (3.5k, 8k daily achieved, asking for votes)

    Chapter 513: Chapter 37: Hera Wants Me to Be a Dad? (3.5k, 8k daily achieved, asking for votes)


    As the two were casually chatting, a breeze brushed through the courtyard, and Luo En turned his head, feeling something, with a playful smile.


    ��It seems we have guests?��


    ��Then you have fun, I��m going to sleep.��


    Athena on the other end of the Magic Circle Diagram nodded in understanding and lifted her hand to end the contact.


    ��Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!��


    At the same time, dozens of light arrows shot from beyond the wall, flying straight towards the stone table in the courtyard.


    ...


    Luo En, without lifting his head, casually spilled half a cup of leftover wine from his cup. The undispersing liquid, under the prompt of Divine Will, formed Hermes Script on its own, accurately annihilating the incoming light arrows.


    Seeing their initial strike fail, globs of mercury-like liquid seeped through the door and the ground, converging in the shadows of the courtyard into human-like outlines.


    Luo En set down his wine glass and looked around, counting.


    There were probably more than twenty of them.


    They were completely covered in bronze armor; their joints gleamed with an obvious metallic luster. Holding various weapons like swords, shields, bows, and spears, they were divided into four groups, stationed at each corner of the courtyard, faintly pulsing with surging Aether waves.


    In front of each squad, there stood one warrior clad in armor of gold, white, and red, wielding a metal sword and shield, seemingly in charge of command and coordination.


    ��Quite a number have come.��


    Luo En shook his head and chuckled, lazily rising from the stone table, taking a step forward, his Divine Will automatically transforming the entire courtyard into a sealed ��Labyrinth�� to prevent the house of Cainis from being blown away by the aftermath of the upcoming battle.


    At the same time, the twenty-some uninvited guests assumed an aggressive stance, chanting in unison in a stiff tone and accent,


    ��In the name of our god, I bestow death to life, punishment to sin��Sword of Divine Retribution!��


    With the convergence of Magic Power factors, the four commanding heavily armored warriors smashed their metal longswords, aglow with crimson flame, into the ground. The surging Magic Power flow, like roaring red lightning, burst towards the target at the center.


    Luo En did not dodge or avoid, taking a second step forward.


    Boom, boom, boom, boom!


    The raging Divine Power washed outwards, and with successive blasts, the dust from the violent vibrations flew up as the twenty-some visitors were sent flying in unison, crashing against walls and flower beds, leaving behind clear indentations.


    These are Atlantis��s Automaton Soldiers? Not so impressive...


    Luo En rubbed his chin with his right hand, somewhat disappointedly shaking his head.


    ��Buzz!��


    However, with a strange vibrational rhythm echoing, those odd soldiers who had crashed into the flower beds slowly stood up amidst dull mechanical friction sounds, their eyes rekindling with crimson light. The torn gaps in their armor closed up as the mercury-like liquid flowed, mending in the blink of an eye.


    They can still move as usual after such a heavy blow?


    Self-healing? Is it because the shell is mixed with Mithril that had memory Spells implanted?


    Now, this is getting interesting.


    Luo En gestured in the air, tracing Hermes Script in quick succession, launching them like a meteor shower at the weak points in the armor of those strange soldiers.


    For a moment, the twenty or so strange soldiers who had just risen were pierced through the skull and joints, falling backward, spouting blue mechanical liquid from their wounds. After a burst of sparks, their bodies twitched a few times and then became completely paralyzed.


    Just as Luo En was about to step forward to examine them, the twenty or so strange soldiers on the ground automatically disassembled, recombining into a large droplet-shaped mercury-colored liquid and flew towards the door in an attempt to escape.


    Thinking of running away?


    Luo En��s eyes revealed a cold smile as he reached forward into the void with a grasp, instantly bursting the silver droplet in mid-air that was several meters in diameter.


    Silver raindrops fell gently, and Luo En caught one of them in his hand, infusing Divine Will into it, and he couldn��t help but see the tiny, orderly structured metal particles, as well as the miniature spells engraved within them.


    Behave, let me see who��s hiding behind this.


    Luo En jokingly resonated with the Divine Will, using the silver raindrop in his hand as a medium, searching for an individual nearby that was on the same frequency as this object.


    Meanwhile, in a dense forest to the north of the city, a red-haired girl standing on a high place sensed something and her complexion drastically changed.


    Damn it!


    The old woman replied indifferently, her attitude strangely aloof even though the man had rescued her from danger.


    The man, unperturbed, casually wiped the blood from his nameless axe-sword and burst into hearty laughter.


    ��Old lady, magic beasts have been causing trouble lately. It��s best not to wander into the forest at this hour. Where do you live? I can take you home.��


    ��No need.��


    The old woman shook her head, taking another look at the strong man before her, and asked leisurely,


    ��What��s your name?��


    ��Hercules.��


    The man replied candidly, slinging the nameless axe-sword over his shoulder.


    The old woman was taken aback, showing surprise on her face.


    ��Hercules? The one glorified by Hera? Why this name?��


    ��It was my mother��s wish. She said my life was saved by Queen Hera��s mercy when she picked me up from the wilderness and spared me from death. She told me to take this name to forever remember that kindness.��


    Hercules laughed as he explained, then reached into his bosom and pulled out a bronze badge. Pointing at the characters inscribed on the back, he added,


    ��Look, to help me remember, my mother even made me carry this badge engraved with my name.��


    The old woman glanced at the Medusa relief on the badge, her expression darkening inexplicably.


    What maternal teaching, surely it was that little rascal��s doing.


    Honored by Hera? Hmph, am I that petty?


    The old woman snorted, her gaze softening as she looked back at the strong man before her, her voice sinking as she asked,


    ��Young man, what is it you desire? In light of what happened just now, I can grant your wish.��


    ��I helped you because you needed it, not for any reward.��


    Hercules laughed and shook his head, then dusted himself off, preparing to leave.


    Daring to come to this forest alone and remaining unfazed by the bloodshed on the ground, this old woman might not be a simple character after all.


    Maybe I was too meddlesome.


    ��Since you won��t choose, I��ll give you a piece of advice instead: the gifts of fate always come with a steep price, and only by enduring the twelve trials leading to glory can one achieve immortal greatness...��


    The old woman paused, looking up towards the rustling trees across the river, her eyes narrowing as she added solemnly,


    ��Also, don��t trust those around you too easily. If you encounter troubles that you cannot solve, take this emblem and seek out a deity named Luo En on War God Mountain.��


    Hercules was momentarily startled,


    ��The legendary Shepherd of the Temporal World?��


    ��Hmm...��


    The old woman nodded, a playful smile crossing her face as she continued,


    ��In a way, he might be another aspect of��your father.��


    ��?��


    This sudden revelation of a father-son relationship left Hercules baffled. Just as he was about to ask for clarification, he realized the old woman had disappeared without a trace.


    ��What��s wrong?��


    At that moment, a handsome young man with purple hair emerged from the forest, looking at the wolf corpses on the ground with a frown, asking,


    ��Nothing much. Just ran into some magic beasts blocking the way.�� Hercules shook his head, then looking towards the cities of Thessaly, he said solemnly, ��Teacher, let��s hurry on our way. Don��t keep my two old friends waiting.��


    The purple-haired young man nodded slightly, then quickened his pace to join his disciple as they headed toward the distant city.


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 Chapter 514: 38: Dont you still have life?

    Chapter 514: Chapter 38: Don��t you still have life?


    King of Thessaly royal palace, a certain mansion.


    Mercurial liquid poured from the dense night, flowing to the dimly lit steps in front of the mansion and slowly coalesced into a beautiful, tall red-haired girl.


    Displaying an unusually transparent complexion, the girl hadn��t walked many steps before she had to lean on the carved pillar by the door, taking deep breaths. Her body absorbed the aether factors freely drifting in the air, and only then did her pale skin recover some semblance of human blood color and rosiness.


    ��So you actually botched the job, Aphrodite.��


    Accompanied by a deep voice, a tall, muscular young man with brown skin came from around the corner��s shadow and looked at his disheveled mechanical god kin with a slight frown.


    ��The intel was wrong; that guy is strong, definitely not just some ordinary demigod hero!��


    ...


    Mechanical God Aphrodite raised her head and coldly huffed, remembering the harrowing scene before, a trace of lingering fear evident in her golden eyes.


    ��If I hadn��t been quick-witted, I might not have come back tonight.��


    ��Strong? Don��t make excuses for your failure and incompetence.��


    Mechanical God Ares stood with his arms folded in the shadow, looking at his companion with a touch of disdain.


    As part of the Bronze race, which excels in combat, they have always revered martial power and looked down somewhat on enfeebled roles like Aphrodite, who leans more towards reconnaissance and infiltration.


    Hearing the undisguised contempt, Mechanical God Aphrodite felt a flash of annoyance, her pretty face steeped in menace.


    ��What��s there to be so proud of? If you��re so capable, go try it yourself!��


    ��Hmph, try it? I will try it. Where is that guy?��


    ��In a courtyard to the north of the city; I��ve marked the area with divine liquid. Do you dare go?��


    Mechanical God Aphrodite raised her eyebrows and spoke provocatively, a malicious cold smile flickering in her beautiful eyes.


    In her estimation, the person in that courtyard possessed not only the strength of a deity but also ranked among the top combatants even in the realm of deities. It was very likely an incarnation of one of the Olympian chief gods.


    To contend with such an opponent, at least one of the top four among the twelve mechanical gods��Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, and Athena��would be qualified.


    Even if Ares, this brute, went there, he would likely gain little advantage. It served him right to suffer a setback and see how he would be arrogant afterward!


    If this fellow were to be dismantled because he slipped up, all the better, for then his divine core would be mine.


    ��I��ll go!��


    Without hesitation, Mechanical God Ares nodded, and the mercurial liquid behind him transformed into a pair of splendid golden wings, eager to spread them for the hunt.


    Since they have appropriated the names of the twelve Olympians, the mechanical gods inevitably inherited traits of these gods�� personalities during the process of stealing divine power.


    However, as metallic life forms, they lack the concept of reproductive pairing and are not deeply affected by emotions; thus they are more focused on the struggle for strength and divine authority.


    To slay enemies, to slay kin, to evolve on their own, to perfect themselves��these are their underlying life motifs.


    ��Ares, come back here!��


    Yet hardly had Ares spread his wings to take off than the Mermaid Prince Triton burst out of the door, filled with uncontrollable fury, and with his arm flashing with divine patterns, he forcefully pulled at the mechanical god.


    Instantly, the red divine light of Mechanical God Ares was suppressed by a halo of sea-blue light, and he crashed straight to the ground.


    Watching from the side, Mechanical God Aphrodite couldn��t help showing a gloating expression.


    But before she could utter a sarcastic jibe, Triton turned his stormy face toward her and inquired in a cold voice.


    ��And you! Did I ask you to test their strength, did I tell you to engage them in combat?��


    ��...��


    ��Nothing but a disaster causing piece of trash!��


    The following day.


    After a night of rest and rejuvenation, everyone returned to the Royal Palace to continue discussions with King of Thessaly, Admetos, on how to cope with the incursions of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Compared to the hasty meeting of the previous day, Admetos�� preparations this time were much more solemn and formal.


    Cainis led Luo En and Medea into the bustling main hall. Upon entering, Thessaly��s foremost beauty bumped fists and slapped backs in a familiar manner with native heroes of Thessaly and allies from surrounding city-states who had come to help, and casually introduced Luo En and Medea to them.


    The heroes inside the hall silently sized up these two new members. Upon hearing that they were teacher and student from the Academy of Athens, they couldn��t help but pay their respects; even a few Divine Blood Heroes who had studied at the Academy approached Luo En to converse, sharing smiles of good will as fellow alumni.


    The Spartan Twins who arrived soon after also displayed a respectful attitude, revealing their recognition and admiration for Luo En, and the onlookers became even warmer in their reception.


    Luo En maintained a polite smile on his face, responding courteously to each person while he discreetly surveyed to ascertain which adorable children were suitable for induction into War God Mountain, to become catalysts for the evolution of their Sacred Robes.


    You still have life in you, don��t you? Make a contribution to the love and peace of the world, my consumables.


    At the moment, Admetos was hosting a banquet in the grand hall to entertain these heroes working to resolve the crisis in Thessaly, adhering to the Greek tradition of honoring strength. Those heroes sitting farther away from the center were weaker, but the least among them was a demigod with awakened divine blood, more than a match for any ordinary Magic Beast or giant.


    Unfortunately, after being introduced by Cainis, Luo En, with his discerning eye, recognized the scores of Greek heroes present, but he wasn��t very satisfied.


    Those in the middle and outer layers were mostly nobodies, hardly fit even to be consumables for the Sacred Robes.


    However, after squeezing into the core area of the hall, Luo En spotted a more conspicuous target.


    In the center of the venue, a lone, black-haired and golden-eyed strongman sat towering at two and a half meters tall.


    Every inch of his tawny black skin was knotted with rock-like muscles. Dark red Divine Patterns slumbered beneath, like dormant dragons. His whole body seemed forged from steel. Under the beams of sunlight from the skylight, his skin reflected a glimmer of cool light.


    From a distance, he resembled a dormant beast, an imposing mountain, an indestructible fortress, the raging depths of a vast sea. Boiling Aether Magic swirled around him, even emitting a scorched scent to the air.


    At this moment, a three-meter vacuum had formed around his figure, with several Divine Blood Heroes lying on the ground nearby, clutching their arms and groaning in pain.


    The strongman, holding a flask of wine in his left hand, was sitting on the ground drinking heartily, while his right hand rested on a slate-gray stone pedestal, arm wrestling with an approaching Divine Blood Hero.


    The brawny Divine Blood Hero was straining with all his might to bring down the strongman��s arm, but no matter how sore his arms became or how much he sweated, even using both hands, he couldn��t budge the man��s limb an inch.


    Gradually, his body steamed, fine beads of sweat seeping out and coalescing along the lines of his skin, forming rivulets that dripped down.


    After several seconds of stalemate, the strongman took a hearty gulp from his flask and laughed heartily.


    ��My turn!��


    The face of the opposing Divine Blood Hero turned crimson with effort, his eyes bloodshot, his body straining from a crouch to a stand��a clear unwillingness to admit defeat.


    The dozens of Divine Blood Heroes watching the excitement egged them on, waving drinkware, beating on the tables, and chanting in unison.


    ��Hercules!��


    ��Hercules!��


    ��Hercules!��


    ��Bang!��


    With a thunderous boom resonating like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, the slate-gray stone pedestal, already covered with cracks, turned to dust.


    Through the dust, two arms��one up, one down��signaled the outcome of the bout.


    Luo En in the crowd watched the strongman who won the cheers of all, his lips curling into a pleased smile.


    So it��s you, kid.


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 Chapter 515: 39 God of Wine, the One Who Could Be My Father (Two updates, totaling 6.2k)

    Chapter 515: Chapter 39 God of Wine, the One Who Could Be My Father (Two updates, totaling 6.2k)


    ��Father God Zeus above, Hercules, my friend, you��re still as brave as ever after all this time!��


    In the warm atmosphere, Telamon laughed heartily, stepped out of the crowd, and affectionately wrapped his arms around the burly man.


    King Admetos too came forward with a smile on his face, pounding on Hercules��s chest, as solid as rock, while personally picking up the wine jar to pour him a drink.


    Both were old friends of the mighty hero, having forged a deep friendship through their joint campaign against rampaging beasts.


    Upon hearing that Thessaly had been attacked by the Giant Spirit Clan, Hercules had traveled day and night, hastening to help.


    As the three men met, naturally, there was a round of warm greetings.


    ...


    ��Hercules, my child will be born soon, and you just happen to be here. How about you give him a name?��


    Upon hearing his friend Telamon��s request, Hercules glanced at the sky outside the hall. The sight of an eagle soaring by sparked an idea in his eyes.


    ��Hey, Telamon, may your child be as robust as this eagle. How about the name Aeas for him?��


    Telamon, charmed by such a wonderful connotation and blessing, gladly accepted and gave his dear friend another embrace in thanks.


    Luo En, within the crowd, listened to their conversation, his eyes flickering subtly.


    Telamon��s son, Great Aeas, a hero of the Trojan War, famed for stacking seven layers of oxhide on his Bronze Shield, withstanding an unblockable spear thrown by Hector, the great hero of Troy.


    Fate, still ceaselessly advancing.


    He wondered if he could alter that so-called ��destiny�� in the end.


    Luo En, looking at Hercules, who was the center of attention in the arena, intended to take advantage of the break in the conversation to acquaint himself with this son of destiny, facilitating his plotting for the future.


    However, to his surprise, the distant Hercules, upon seeing him as well, came over with a beaming smile: ��Are you from Athens?��


    Luo En nodded and asked with a smile, ��Something on your mind?��


    ��Nothing important,�� Hercules said with a slight wave of his hand, ��I just wanted to ask how the God of Wine has been. Is he still on War God Mountain?��


    Luo En��s eyelid twitched, a hint of vigilance rising within him, as he pretended to be curious and asked further.


    ��He��s always on War God Mountain. What do you need this information for?��


    As he waited for an answer, Luo En narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing any changes in Hercules��s expression.


    Indeed, after the gods fell into slumber, he had planned to take Hercules, this son of destiny, under his wing, or at the very least, to interfere more and nurture him early to become a tool against destiny.


    However, having only contacted his mother Alcmene once in secret, and giving him the significant name Hercules, he felt a strong sense of being watched and an indescribable sense of restraint.


    Clearly, his excessive meddling had drawn the gaze of The Three Fates.


    Out of caution, Luo En had to halt this dangerous probe and abandon the enticing plan to cultivate Hercules.


    And since then, he seemed to have lost the sense of connection to Hercules, as if something had shielded him from this son of destiny��s attention.


    He calculated that this was their third formal meeting in many decades.


    And upon this encounter, the lad asked out of the blue about the God of Wine��s well-being, which naturally made Luo En alert, fearing guidance from The Three Fates behind it.


    At this moment, Hercules, oblivious to the alarm bells ringing across from him, scratched his head and laughed heartily.


    ��My mother said that it was he and Queen Hera who picked me up from the wilderness and brought me back to the city, sparing me from death. When I was younger, I was busy with training and lacked the ability to go out on my own. Now that I��m grown up, I��d like to take the time to go to War God Mountain and formally thank that kind man.��


    ��No! Absolutely not!��


    The person heavily disguised himself repeatedly shook his head, firmly rejecting such a grand declaration of kinship.


    Hercules furrowed his brows: ��So, was that old person deceiving me?��


    ��No, she spoke of a symbolic metaphor, not a relationship by blood.��


    Luo En shook his head, explaining gravely.


    ��What the old person meant was, if you see Queen Hera as the mother who has given you a new life, and take pride in her grace, then she believes the God of Wine, Luo En, who saved you with herself back then, is like the father bestowing you new life. Additionally, that God of Wine might offer you necessary help at a critical moment, becoming a spiritual mentor to you.��


    After listening to the reasonable analysis from the person before him, Hercules had an epiphany.


    But soon, new doubts surged in his heart.


    ��Strange, why did she tell me all this?��


    ��The answer is right in her previous words, you might want to guess.��


    ��Could it be...��


    After a moment of thought, Hercules suddenly looked up in surprise.


    ��Queen Hera?��


    Seeing that the other had figured out the answer, Luo En smiled and exited the scene, leaving Hercules some time to ponder and digest everything.


    After all, they were not yet close, and he had already interspersed many personal concerns in their recent conversation.


    Being too familiar might complicate things, or even draw the attention of The Three Fates.


    To achieve the perfect ending in the game he was nurturing required patience.


    And as Luo En turned his back, the smile on his face quickly vanished, and he ground his teeth in frustration.


    Me a father, you a mother, and conveniently foisting a son upon me?


    Didn��t get enough on War God Mountain last time, did you? So keen on making me a dad, I��ll let you have a proper try next time!


    Muttering under his breath, Luo En calmed his emotions somewhat, his brow furrowing slightly.


    Triton and the two Mechanical Gods from Poseidon��s faction have arrived; Hercules from Zeus��s faction has arrived; the Twins from Apollo��s faction have arrived;


    His own faction represented by Athena and the God of Wine, Luo En, also arrived; even Hera seemed to be willing to partake...


    The situation in Thessaly was getting more and more complex. It was still uncertain what the Old Gods would do next, and whether this war would evolve into the prophesied Gigantomachy.


    While Luo En was musing, he caught sight of the Eagle circling in the sky outside the city, seemingly never landing.


    Moreover, more and more birds were rising up from the forest, their cries full of panic.


    No, something is coming!


    Luo En immediately became alert. Before he could express a warning, a series of dull earth tremors spread from outside the city toward the Royal Palace, causing collapse and chaos wherever they went. Dozens of towering, mountainous figures emerged from the cracks in the ground, laughing sinisterly as they walked toward the city.


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 Chapter 516: 40

    Chapter 516: Chapter 40


    Outside the city, dust swirled.


    Under the driving force of the towering Titans, hordes of Magic Beasts surged toward the collapsed gaps in the city walls.


    The Thessaly soldiers on the broken walls were thrown into disarray by this sudden turn of events, their faces ashen.


    Just as a large number of Magic Beasts were about to rush into the city, a tender and pleasant voice echoed in front of the breach.


    ��By the logic of art, the world��s patterns are myriad, they are the blueprints of the soul, with my life��s veins, I order restoration, return, retrace!��


    Accompanied by the high-speed chanting of holy words, a petite figure thrust her Mingyue staff into the ground with all her might. Densely packed patterns of light spread like a surging tide in all directions, and the collapsed city walls restored themselves as if time were flowing backward.


    ...


    Hundreds of Magic Beasts, caught off guard, slammed straight into the newly rebuilt walls. As the patterns flickered, blood burst from their heads, their necks snapped, and their brains exploded, causing their death.


    This newly constructed wall was not only free of any shortcuts but was also reinforced with several layers of Defensive Charms, making it nearly indestructible.


    ��Die!��


    Simultaneously, a thunderous roar shook the earth outside the city, as a hairy giant hand lifted a bulging rock, tensed its muscles, and threw it forward.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Amid the deafening roars, the Magic Circle Diagram protecting the wall flickered on and off, spreading the uncontainable force around.


    Crack...


    As massive rocks the size of small hills continuously smashed against the magic screen, spiderweb-like cracks spread everywhere, quickly pushing the Magic Barrier to its limits.


    But ultimately, the barrier-like light barricade staunchly withstood the barrage of boulders from outside, and slowly self-repaired.


    At the critical moment, an icy Aether Tide surged furiously, pouring into the tottering magic barrier like thousands of rivers into the sea.


    Boom!


    In the almost ear-piercing dull roar, blue, red, yellow, and white halos intertwine, staunchly withstanding the heavy blow from the Titan Giant.


    Under the severe backlash, the Doom Beast staggered back several steps, crashing into a mountainside and collapsing half of it.


    Seizing the opportunity, Aether wildly converged in the air, forming blue, red, yellow, and white whirlwinds at the dusty breach.


    For a moment, onslaughts of magic like fireballs, ice spikes, earth spikes, and streams of light, dense as a meteor shower, hammered down on the dazed Titan Giant.


    Various dazzling colors and intermittent explosions continued for nearly ten seconds.


    And during this time, the four-colored whirlwinds rained down not just single-element attacks. Flames and frost in a red and blue combination, meteor-like ignited falling rocks, and large swamps mixed with water and soil to restrict movement ... these varied and elaborate compound spells appeared before everyone, leaving several Temple Priests and accompanying mages agape.


    Inside the city walls, Aether around was sucked wildly toward a certain spot as if drawn by a fierce draft.


    Following the magic fluctuations, those who had just survived gawked at the main culprit draining the magic around, their eyes bulging almost out of their sockets.


    Because the swirling Aether Tides had unexpectedly formed a stunningly splendid Crown mid-air, sparkling in blue, red, yellow, and white, hovering above the head of a petite enchantress.


    Elemental Crown!


    This was a unique phenomenon that only appeared in spellcasters with an elemental affinity nearing perfection, and it generally existed only in legends.


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 Chapter 517: 40_2

    Chapter 517: Chapter 40_2


    Even in the Divine Era, when demigods roamed freely, only a handful possessed this thing. They were either famed heroes, era-defining great sages, or one-of-a-kind enchantresses, creatures akin to deities.


    Typical examples included the Goddess of the Mingyue, Hecate; the Witch of the Moon, Circe; the Goddess of Magic, Athena, among a few others.


    Which demigod��s daughter is this young girl to possess such astonishing magical aptitude that leaves one speechless?


    Blocked, it was blocked...


    Medea wiped the fragrant sweat beading on her forehead and sighed in relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.


    ��Not bad at all. It seems your mastery of magic has already surpassed that silly bird Circe.��


    ...


    Hearing the praise from behind, Medea turned her head and looked at her elder martial brother, who was looking at her with approval, and she couldn��t help but show a shy smile.


    Hearing the assessment from Luo En, a teacher at the Academy of Athens, several Divine Blood Heroes who graduated from the Academy immediately thought of a legend from the academy. They bowed respectfully, pressing a hand to their chests, showing their respect to the harmless-looking young girl, then gathered together with the comrades who had also come to offer support, whispering among themselves.


    There��s a saying in Peloponnese, half of Greece��s mages come from Athens, and among them, two-thirds of the elite are from the Academy of Athens.


    There is no doubt about how profound the Academy of Athens��s foundation in magical teaching and talent cultivation is.


    Among the younger generation of the Academy of Athens, the most famous magic prodigy was Medea, said to be the Disciple of the Witch of the Moon, Circe, and the granddaughter of the Goddess Hecate.


    Legend had it that she was the princess of Colchis, adopted by the Great Witch Circe from an early age and meticulously taught.


    Later, she followed Circe to the War God Mountain and received guidance from both the Goddess of Memory and the Goddess of Wisdom. Her magic had already become so sophisticated that it nearly matched that of the deities.


    In fact, with her level of magic, she could have long graduated from the Academy of Athens, but it seemed War God Mountain intended to train her as part of their teaching reserves, thus she continued to study at the school.


    The academy��s forbidden library of magic and witchcraft was seemingly managed by her, hence this senior sister appeared to have earned the title of ��Witch Queen�� within the academy.


    Just as everyone cast their surprised and awe-filled eyes on Medea, the sky turned a dazzling crimson red.


    Boom!


    In an instant, an eerie scarlet flame fell from the sky, pierced through the magical barrier, and crashed into the city walls unabated, stirring up a terrifying Aether Storm. The bricks, inscribed with protective runes, shattered and flew off.


    Pupupupu!


    For a moment, rocks flew through the air. Except for a few quick-reacting Divine Blood warriors, most of the soldiers and mages who had remained in place did not even have time to scream before their bodies were ripped apart and minced.


    Straightaway, the spilt blood and scattered limbs hadn��t even reached the ground before they evaporated under the scorching radiance.


    Accompanied by the deep chant, golden characters of divine patterns emerged and embedded themselves into the base, their innate authority pouring in. The crowd faintly saw the apparition of a towering temple gradually solidifying, flinging the giant named Antaeus away.


    Following that, Luo En stepped forward to steady Medea, who was on the verge of collapse. Gazing at the dense crowd of magic beasts and giants outside the city, he dipped his fingertip into crimson wine and chanted divine words as he drew Hermes Script on the ground.


    ��Earth is my body, water is my blood, trees are my fortress. With the mysterious inheritance, I summon the ancient wisdom here, answer my call, awaken from your slumber��come forth, Earth Guardian!��


    As the last stroke was completed, the crimson magic array shone brilliantly, like living veins extending in all directions.


    Boom...


    Immediately, the ground outside the city roared and shook. A colossal creature, standing seven to eight meters tall with a body made of rock and adorned with tufts of green at its head and joints, emerged from the earth fissure. With a towering stance, it positioned itself in front of the summoner, lifted its hand to form a sword from stones, and began to wield the nearly three-meter-long weapon, sweeping through the swarms of magic beasts and giants.


    Plop, plop, plop, plop!


    In an instant, several beasts at the forefront were brutally batted away. Their skeletons shattered completely, turning into a mushy heap upon hitting the ground.


    Seeing no way to avoid the onslaught, the giants grimaced with ferocity and mercilessly hammered at the rock giant��s joints.


    However, the creature was undisturbed. It kicked forward, toppling everyone in its path and forcefully carved a bloody trail through the magic beasts and giants.


    ��Damn it, we can��t break through!��


    ��Bastards! How has this monster��s magic power not been drained yet!��


    ��Don��t panic, retreat first! This thing definitely won��t last much longer!��


    Looking at the blood and flesh scattered around, with the magic beasts�� ranks having reduced by a third, the giants felt the urge to retreat. Amidst the noisy clamor, they turned around, putting distance between themselves and the beast.


    Indeed, the Earth Guardian summoned to their aid was limited by distance and magic power supply, confined to an activity radius of no more than a hundred meters or so.


    Even more treacherously, the giants who had pulled back beyond a hundred meters began picking up massive stones to strike back.


    With consecutive ��crack,�� ��crack�� sounds...


    ��Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!��


    In moments, those Earth Guardians standing in place were covered in a web of cracks and crumbled one after another, turning into rolling rubble on the ground.


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    Chapter 518: Chapter 41: The Mediocre King, The Heroic People (4.1k)


    On the battlefield.


    With the earth and stone golems at the front of the formation shattered into shards, the King Thessaly��s city walls had collapsed extensively. Only the golden magic barrier erected by Luo En remained, becoming the final bastion.


    It��s done!


    Watching the unveiled city and ruins on the horizon and the trembling lambs, the giants greedily inhaled the scent of life permeating the air, shouting excitedly.


    Antaeus, who had been repelled earlier, rose from the ground, looking at the thin layer of light that was the barrier, and smirked viciously.


    Even a ritual curse cast by the deities couldn��t possibly withstand the combined assault of the beast tide and the giants on such a large scale.


    ...


    ��Charge through, crush these vermin!��


    Having said that, the towering giant took the lead, rushing towards the Royal City of Thessaly, driving the horde of magic beasts toward the gap that led straight into the heart of the city. One by one, the giants who had come back to their senses followed with heavy steps, pressing onward.


    As the overwhelming black tide was about to engulf the citadel, about a hundred bronze chariots rolled over the collapsed debris, charging at the dense swarm of magic beasts and giants.


    The spinning wheels roared like thunderbolts, hundreds of divine oxen lowered their heads and plunged into the enemy formation, sending swaths of magic beasts flying and trampling them into mush.


    Several giants directing the magic beasts to siege the city raged upon seeing this, their black rocky muscles bulging. They strode forward, their crimson eyes flaming with fury, swinging crude, massive weapons like stone knives, clubs, and bone axes, chopping down in crisscross patterns.


    ��Great God Zeus, let your wisdom, your majesty descend upon us!��


    King Admetos atop his bronze chariot drew his bronze dagger inscribed with runes, chanting blessings and waving it forward.


    In an instant, light patterns danced upon the divine oxen, and purple thunderbolts coalesced beneath their iron hooves. With incredible speed and agility, they dodged the barrage of descending weapons. They then tore through the air with a piercing shriek and fierce thunderbolts, leaving a trail of severed limbs and tattered flesh.


    The leading Antaeus, seeing the beings he considered as ants daring to resist, flew into a rage.


    He leapt high at once, his towering body wrapped in a blue glow, like a falling meteorite crashing into the swarm of speeding bronze chariots.


    Bang, bang!


    As the monster vigorously swung his arms, two chariots that couldn��t dodge in time were launched high, then crashed heavily among the horde of magic beasts.


    A few Divine Blood warriors, dazed, were pulled out of their chariots and torn into shreds by the surrounding magic beasts and giants before they could react.


    Antaeus, looking at his handiwork, took a deep breath of the blood-scented air and sneered, ready to lob another punch at the leading chariot carrying King Admetos and the two Divine Blood Heroes of Thessaly, preparing to completely snuff out the lamb��s feeble resistance.


    ��Boom!��


    A thunderous explosion rang out on the battlefield, stones flew across the ground, creating a visible Aether Storm.


    Following that, a towering, mountainous figure flew backwards, kicking up clouds of dust. Dozens of magic beasts of various sizes were turned into crimson mush due to their inability to dodge.


    Standing before the bronze chariot, a towering man of 2.5 meters tall with rippling muscles remained in a punching stance, standing proudly.


    ��Hercules!��


    ��Hercules!��


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    Chapter 519: Chapter 41: Mediocre King, Heroic People (4.1k)_2


    ��Hercules!��


    The city resonated with cheers as tumultuous as avalanches and tsunamis. The civilians, soldiers, and heroes collectively applauded the legendary son of Zeus, who had accomplished great deeds.


    ��Charge ahead without worry; leave this to me!��


    Laughing jovially, Hercules flexed his wrist, stepped forward, and drew the dark axe-sword strapped to his back, positioning himself in front of Antaeus, the leading giant.


    Hearing this, Admetos��s heart was greatly reassured. He promptly reformed his ranks and ordered his Divine Blood Guard to continue the charge with him.


    If they could just break through the giants�� formation, the driven magic beasts would fall into disarray and scatter in all directions.


    ...


    Then, the frontline pressure on Thessaly would greatly diminish, and they would have an opportunity to catch their breath.


    ��Don��t think of escaping, you insects!��


    Antaeus rose from the ground, his teeth clenched in fury as he eyed the bronze chariot team amidst the dust, trying to intercept them.


    ��Your opponent is me!��


    Hercules roared fiercely, swinging the massive axe-sword as he stepped forward, crashing heavily into Antaeus.


    The moment their bodies made contact, the immense divine power each exuded created a visible shockwave. The dozens of nearby magic beasts exploded into clouds of blood, unable to even scream before transforming into splattered masses of flesh.


    This guy!


    Pushed back once again, Antaeus looked at the deep, bone-revealing gash on his chest, filled with resentment.


    He was a Titan, born from the divine interweaving of the Sea God Poseidon and Mother Earth Gaea, possessing strength and divinity far beyond any ordinary giant due to his powerful bloodline.


    He had thought that with the gods in hiding and the dual divine blessings of the ocean and the earth, no one could match his strength��yet here he was, facing an adversary capable of grappling with him in the siege of a mere human city.


    A mere demigod, what right does he have to be compared with me?


    Feeling intensely humiliated, Antaeus immediately pushed his divinity to the limit, wrapped in earthen yellow and oceanic blue haloes, charging toward the blocking Hercules.


    As he moved, the once revealing bone-deep wound on his body had completely healed. The oppressive might of the ocean and the profound depth of the earth intermingled around him, creating visible ripples of gravity.


    ��Just in time!��


    Hercules let out a hearty laugh, his rugged face flushed with an exhilarating flush.


    As a son of Zeus, he was born powerful and, with the teachings of his mentor Perseus, had perfected his combat skills. Thus, whether it was rampaging magic beasts, lurking Divine Monsters, or descendants of the Old Gods, almost no one could withstand his full force.


    Finding a worthy opponent on the battlefield of Thessaly exhilarated Hercules. He immediately dropped his unnamed axe-sword, swinging his fists to meet the charging Antaeus.


    Therefore, from the beginning, Admetos and the others had planned to expel the Magic Beasts and deal with the limited number of giants on their own.


    However, the problem was that the giants and Magic Beasts were mixed together, and breaking through their formation from the front was challenging.


    Therefore, Luo En suggested an effective strategy to King Thessaly��a diversionary tactic.


    That is, to send one part of the troops to make a frontal assault to draw the giants�� attention.


    Meanwhile, another squad would strike at a crucial moment from the flank, breaking through the giants�� formation and driving the gathered Magic Beasts back into the forests.


    After brief consideration, everyone unanimously approved this suggestion.


    But there was some hesitation when it came to how to arrange the two squads.


    Undoubtedly, the squad responsible for the frontal diversion was in great danger and could possibly be completely wiped out if not careful.


    This hazardous and arduous task made the heroes somewhat apprehensive.


    However, to Luo En��s surprise, King Admetos of Thessaly, who was legendary for fearing death, took the initiative to undertake the task of luring the enemy with his Divine Blood Guard.


    ��The land of Thessaly must be protected by Thessalians. If even we are not willing to shed blood for our homeland, what right do we have to ask guests from afar to sacrifice themselves willingly?��


    When Luo En heard this forthright explanation, he was somewhat surprised and asked the King of Thessaly a question.


    ��Aren��t you afraid of dying?��


    The mediocre king replied with an equally candid answer.


    ��I fear death, but I fear a meaningless death even more!��


    With the king setting an example, both the diversion and the flanking maneuver went smoothly.


    Even Antaeus, who should have commanded the giants, was lured away by Hercules, further adding to the chaos among the giants.


    As the attention of these monsters was completely drawn by the King of Thessaly��s troops, the Sparta Twins had already led the Divine Blood Heroes, coming from supporting city-states, to break through the giants�� flank and drive the chaotic swarm of Magic Beasts back into the forests through the gap, further splitting the giants�� formation in the process.


    At this moment, everything was ready, and it was time for the counterattack.


    Luo En slowly gathered his arms and swung forward.


    The Temple Priests and mages who had been gathered around the defense lines started singing divine words and shot beautiful flares of light and Cursed Bullets towards the dazed giants and the mass of Magic Beasts.


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 Chapter 520: 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)

    Chapter 520: Chapter 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)


    The sacred words chanted throughout the city, the stars in the sky trembled and fell.


    Facing a wide-range saturation bombardment of magic and divine arts, the battlefield in the forefront erupted in flames that stretched for dozens of miles. The flesh and blood of magic beasts and the limbs of giants were thrown high into the air, turning into a rain of blood that scattered down in drips and drabs.


    The group of magic beasts, stunned by the explosions, instinctively turned around, flooding towards the breach opened by the divine blood heroes in an attempt to escape the fiery purgatory below the city.


    ��Bearing due east, distance two hundred meters, spearmen harass, drive these beasts toward the central area!��


    ��Bearing southeast, distance three hundred meters, archers, 45 degrees lob shot!��


    ��Bearing southwest, distance five hundred meters, launch a three-section ritual curse now!��


    ...


    In front of the citadel, Luo En surveyed the whole situation, issuing crisp and clear commands to the mages, temple priests, and ordinary soldiers who were stationed, all through the resonance techniques that lit up before him.


    The city defenders, united in spirit, carried out their orders tensely yet orderly, further amplifying the chaos in the ranks of the magic beasts and driving them to impact the formation of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Seeing this scene, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Since he was a teacher at the Academy of Athens and the proposer of the entire diversionary battle plan, and because the collapsing defense line of Thessaly needed his and Medea��s support, King Admetos had decisively entrusted him with the command of the battle before setting out to lure the enemy.


    Ordinarily, assigning command on the eve of battle is a big taboo, but fortunately, the Academy of Athens had nurtured talents far and wide, not only as reinforcements from the surrounding city-states but even the local mages of Thessaly and divine blood warriors, many of whom had been trained at the Academy of Athens.


    Indeed, they were truly the disciples of Apollo, the same style. Perhaps in the future, they could be nurtured as professional tanks, specifically responsible for taunting and attracting hate.


    However, every cloud has a silver lining.


    The golden light from the Spartan twins may have drawn hatred, but it also allowed the surrounding divine blood heroes to easily find their banner and subconsciously move toward their location.


    Javelins shot fiercely, arrows sliced through the air, swords swung down... Under the barrage from the divine blood heroes, the giants, each fighting alone, were successively chopped down.


    ��Watch out for their Earth Divinity! Make it clean, don��t let them heal!��


    After hearing the reminder from the citadel, the heroes paused briefly, then transformed into brutal executioners, unceremoniously hacking and slashing at the giants on the ground until they turned into piles of mush that could no longer wriggle or regenerate. Only then did they stop, swiftly picking up valuable bits and pieces from the bloody mess to store in their Magic Circle Diagrams as war spoils.


    Even the scattered magic beasts nearby didn��t escape the group��s beating and plundering.


    Watching the divine blood heroes on the battlefield, who resembled a plague of locusts yet without any impediment to their marching speed, Luo En couldn��t help but joke.


    Well, this is what we call professional.


    ��Our allies are here. Let��s go, fight our way over and join them!��


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 Chapter 521: 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)_2

    Chapter 521: Chapter 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)_2


    At that moment, King Admetos saw that the situation had fully reversed, and immediately drew his dagger, calling upon the Divine Blood Guard around him and the band of Divine Blood Heroes led by the Twins of Sparta to encircle and prepare to completely annihilate the remaining Giant Spirits on the field.


    As the familiar shouts and roars on the battlefield gradually thinned out, Antaeus, who was brawling overhead with Hercules in the distant woods, also realized something was wrong. The crimson in his eyes gradually receded, giving way to a tint of irritation on his face.


    ��Despicable humans!��


    The towering Titan cursed, sidestepping and using his shoulder to push Hercules in front of him aside, then he began to sprint towards the battlefield to aid the Giant Spirits who were already at a disadvantage.


    He was a giant born from the mingling of the divinity of Poseidon and Gaea, and though he belonged to the lineage of the Titans, he was not of the traditional kind born from the blood of the primal Heavenly Father Uranos.


    Therefore, among the Giant Spirits, his prestige and followers were limited. If he were to lose his own men on his first battlefield appearance without achieving any commendable feats, the power-respecting Giant Spirit Clan would certainly see him as a laughingstock, mercilessly mocking and bullying him without hesitation.


    ...


    This outcome was something Antaeus could absolutely not tolerate.


    However, before he had taken a few steps, a thick arm grabbed his ankle.


    ��Trying to leave? It��s not over yet!��


    Hercules sneered coldly, his steel-cast muscles bulging and dark red Divine Patterns flickering on and off his body as divine power wildly surged within him.


    Thud, thud, thud, thud!


    Following that, Hercules, holding onto Antaeus��s ankle, swung him from side to side, tormenting him over and over again like an ant holding up an elephant.


    ��Unbeatable on the ground, but what if he lost his foundation?��


    Hearing that meaningful reminder, Hercules��s eyes brightened. Watching Antaeus stride towards him waving his arms, he ducked under the attack, once again surged his divine blood, and unleashed a powerful uppercut to Antaeus��s jaw.


    Instantly, the mountain-like giant rose like a rising star from the ground.


    Watching Antaeus flail his limbs in midair, fear appearing on his face for the first time, Hercules felt assured, leaped up, and locked both hands around Antaeus��s neck, tightening increasingly.


    As the overburdened neck bone cracked crisply, Antaeus in midair realized his vulnerability, panicking inside as he struggled frantically to return to the ground.


    Since the previous fierce battle had sapped much of his strength, Hercules temporarily struggled to control Antaeus��s resistance.


    Just as the monster was about to drag him down with him, the Medusa emblem on his chest trembled again, a subtle starlight descended, casting itself onto him.


    In an instant, the starlight transformed into a golden armor covering his body, and a continuous stream of Aether Magic Power flowed into him. Above him, the vast starry sky and the boundless firmament seemed to mysterically connect with him, as if a golden lion made of starlight roared to life within him.


    Hercules, buoyed by fortune, gathered his strength and twisted Antaeus��s neck, then kicked upward, sending the falling body soaring again.


    Immediately after, he cleared his mind and struck several quick punches in succession. Densely packed lightning and starlight converged around him, focused by his fist into highly dense spherical bolts of lightning that directly targeted Antaeus��s falling body in midair.


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    Chapter 522: Chapter 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)_3


    Bright thunderbolts exploded, and the mountainous giant was torn and crushed inch by inch. Its flesh and limbs had lost all vitality before they even hit the ground, becoming drifting embers.


    It was a success!


    Watching clumps of grayish-white fluff falling from the sky, Hercules sighed with relief and, carrying a dark stone tablet left by Antaeus, walked toward the battlefield.


    Seeing only the Divine Blood Heroes from the human side emerging from the dense forest, holding the belongings of their leader Antaeus, the remaining fighting will of the giants completely collapsed.


    They rushed into the pitch-black fissure opened earlier, fleeing toward the depths of the earth.


    ��These ground rats are escaping, go!��


    ...


    Excitedly shouting, the Divine Blood Heroes plunged into the fissure, ready to beat the drowning dogs.


    Seeing one figure after another disappearing into the dark abyss, Luo En quickly shouted from behind the citadel.


    ��Don��t chase, come back!��


    This was just a small faction of the Giant Spirit Clan, and their leader Antaeus couldn��t even be considered a true Gigante.


    Similarly, those currently holding up the front at Thessaly were merely some Divine Blood Heroes, mostly not even in the first line; at most, it was just Telamon, the Spartan Twins, Cainis, Hercules, and Medea who were presentable.


    Even if their side had directly crushed this giant squad, both the intensity and scale of the war were absolutely not up to the level of the legendary Battle of the Giants.


    Because in memory, the true Battle of the Giants required a collective response from the gods and human heroes to finally achieve victory.


    So now, blindly following them, from the familiar ground into the unfamiliar abyss, what awaited these Divine Blood Heroes was evident.


    However, the heroes were already delirious with their easy victory and their wilful, relaxed nature made them completely deaf to the advice from behind.


    Hence, Luo En could only watch as dozens of Divine Blood Heroes rushed headlong into the dark crevice in the ground, chasing after the fleeing giants.


    ��Boom!��


    However, before he could catch his breath, a familiar roar sounded from another direction of the Royal City.


    Admetos stiffly turned his neck, looking at the clouds of dust stirred up outside the city and the towering figures emerging from the cracked earth, standing against the horizon, his face turned pale immediately.


    The Giant Spirit Clan, another group!


    The forces attacking Thessaly had not one, but two groups, and those led by Antaeus, like the Divine Blood Guard he had previously led, were merely decoys designed to draw out Thessaly��s main forces and trump cards.


    Since when did the mindless Titans also start employing human tricks? This shouldn��t be!


    This counterintuitive scene threw everyone��s mind into chaos.


    ��Woo~woo!��


    The mournful and bleak sound of a horn rang out from the recently completed Citadel, and the Divine Blood Heroes, mages, and Priests, pulling themselves together, bit their pale lips, and took their positions at their respective posts.


    Outside the city, under a blood-red setting sun, hundreds of giants with sinister smiles approached the ruined human fortress with heavy steps, their towering figures blocking the sky and the sun, casting a dark shadow over Thessaly��s Royal City.


    The air was filled with the scent of death and eeriness.


    ��Don��t panic! If we can hold out until they return, we��ll be safe!��


    Admetos shouted encouragingly, then, waving a bronze dagger full of notches, he struck it against the battlements of the city wall, letting out a hysterical yell.


    ��Everyone, form up��face the enemy!��


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 Chapter 523: 43

    Chapter 523: 43


    Meanwhile, in the pitch-dark, slippery underground passageways.


    Luo En looked at the web of routes that spread out in all directions and the heroes who had vanished without a trace, and a slight frown appeared between his brows.


    They were all adults, each responsible for their own actions.


    Though he was a shepherd, he was not a nanny; it was impossible for him to take responsibility for everyone.


    Other Divine Blood Heroes could be selectively abandoned, but Hercules and the Sparta twins were tied to the ��fate�� that he and Zeus were contesting for, and they couldn��t easily perish here.


    Luo En steadied his mind, letting his senses flood out like a tide, searching for the trace of Hercules and the Sparta twins.


    ...


    Fortunately, they wore Sacred Robes specially crafted by the Sanctuary; even in this sunless underground, Luo En could still faintly sense their location.


    However, at this moment, their presence was mixed with a bunch of raging dark Divinity, clearly indicating they had already clashed with the giant spirits of the underground, an ominous situation.


    Luo En had no time to think, immediately activating the ��Goat��s�� Divine Speed, and he shot towards the area where the two were located.


    However, just as he had covered several dozen meters, the surroundings instantly changed.


    Atop the churning red and black mire of a lake, a black cube that constantly changed shape twisted on its own, while sinister and murky magical runes gradually spread over the surface of the entire dark container.


    Auras of death, eeriness, and brutality began to permeate the surroundings.


    At the same time, Luo En��s eyes beheld a world in ruins: the stars in the sky no longer existed, replaced by a pitch-black celestial body, its edges swirling with red and black sludge.


    The void continuously poured malice onto the ravaged earth, all light was devoured, and in the lake, the red and black mire stirred as countless dry bones and remains floated to the surface.


    Among them were wing-broken Nymphs, heartless Titan Monsters, twisted Golden Corpses, and sever-headed Bronze Giants...


    Now, there was trouble...


    The twin brothers exchanged a glance, their brows knotted in frustration, looking somewhat resentfully at their imprudent teammates.


    The previously impetuous Divine Blood Heroes, knowing they were in the wrong, lowered their heads awkwardly and huddled close to Hercules and the Sparta twins, desperately seeking a way out.


    ��There��s wind ahead!��


    A demigod of Hermes excitedly pointed towards a pitch-black fork in the road on the left ahead, alerting the others.


    If there was air movement, could this be a path leading to the surface?


    The twins hesitated for a moment, then looking back at the growing numbers of giants in the darkness behind them and Hercules, who was gradually becoming exhausted, they reluctantly clenched their teeth and gave orders in a low voice.


    ��Those with light injuries, stay on the outside; those with serious injuries, on the inside. Watch out for the stone walls on both sides, don��t get too close to these things, let��s move!��


    The dozen or so Divine Blood Heroes immediately nodded, instinctively forming a solid formation, and followed the Sparta twins�� lead, pressing into the forked passageway.


    Originally, there were over thirty heroes who had entered the underground, but after several sudden attacks by the underground giants, a third of their number had been lost.


    With such a painful lesson learned, even the proudest and most reckless heroes knew what to do to maximize their chances of survival in the current situation.


    And as the last teammate squeezed into the forked road, Hercules, who was covering the rear, lifted his arm wrapped in golden Thunderbolt and punched the stone wall beside him.


    ��Boom!��


    With a dull explosion, shattered rocks cascaded down, quickly filling the passageway and temporarily blocking the pursuit of the giants.


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    Chapter 524: Chapter 43_2


    Hercules saw this scene and frowned slightly, not very satisfied.


    He had intended to smash the entire passage, and the divine power he had stimulated should have been sufficient, but the result was far from what he had expected.


    It seemed that in this dark underground, there was some force that shielded the starlight and thunder from the sky, invisibly limiting his performance.


    ��Mother Earth Gaea, do you favor these evil spawn?��


    Hercules murmured to himself, watching as the collapsed rubble began to wriggle and sink. He then swung his axe several more times, causing more rubble to fall, in an effort to slow down the pursuit of the giant spirits.


    Soon after, hearing the calls of his companions, he turned his head and followed the team.


    ...


    As his imposing figure also jumped in, the entrance to the forked path quietly sealed itself.


    In the darkness, the Spartan twins, who worshiped Apollo, transformed their divinity into a source of light, illuminating the path ahead, while one demigod of Hermes and one follower of Artemis were responsible for finding the way and guarding against dangers around them.


    Hercules, who was a step behind, unhesitatingly organized the demigods who still had the ability to fight, guarding both flanks and the rear to prevent sudden attacks from the giant spirit clan.


    It seemed that the giant spirits in the dark were hesitant to attack due to the heroes�� tight formation and Hercules�� bravery.


    But as time passed, the eerie calm increasingly unsettled the twins.


    ��There��s light ahead!��


    The Hermes demigod leading the way shouted excitedly, and everyone followed the sound with joy in their hearts.


    After walking another hundred meters or so, they were suddenly met with an expansive view.


    An enormous expanse of continuous wilderness came into view, with eleven temples built of black volcanic stone, standing majestically on the plain and arranged in a circular pattern around the central tower.


    The colossal tower seemed to be engraved with the glowing mark of a sickle, emitting a scarlet light in the darkness.


    If this place was the main site of the ritual, then they...


    Hercules��s thoughts reached this point, and he suddenly felt a shiver, his face turning pale.


    ��Go, let��s get out of here!��


    ��What��s wrong?��


    ��We��ve been tricked! This isn��t an exit, it��s a sacrificial site!��


    Hercules responded through clenched teeth, then took a deep breath and looked darkly at the towering underground complex.


    ��We��re the sacrifices prepared by the giant spirits to liberate the Titan Old Gods!��


    Upon hearing this, everyone couldn��t help but feel a shock surge through them.


    The Titan Gods had once been defeated and sealed by the Pantheon of Gods of Olympus, and as Divine Blood Heroes, most of them carried the bloodline of the gods of Olympus, clearly making them the ideal sacrifices to break the seals.


    In the dim light from the entrance, a few sharp-eyed demigods saw a dozen human corpses, drained of blood, lying in front of the Titan temples, and cold sweat beaded on their foreheads.


    ��It��s those people who died in battle and went missing earlier!��


    Upon seeing the tragic state of their fallen comrades, a sound of swallowing saliva arose among the heroes, and they dared not linger in this place any longer, quickly turning back to retreat.


    However, after only a few steps, they found that the path they had come through had somehow turned into a cold rock wall.


    What was more fatal was that tremors from beneath the underground wilderness began to resonate, and dozens of even larger giant spirits emerged from the soil, wielding stone knives and giant hammers, coming towards them with sinister smiles.


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 Chapter 525: 43_3

    Chapter 525: 43_3


    ��Great God Zeus, may Your glory protect me!��


    As the giants closed in, Hercules, who customarily covered the rear, solemnly chanted the incantation. He stirred the divinity and divine power within him to their limits, whilst raising the unnamed axe-sword in his hands aloft, his right arm shrouded in thunderbolt, swept through the air nine times in an instant.


    A cascade of afterimages tore through the air and the earth, cleaving at the approaching giants.


    ��Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!��


    However, accompanied by the clanging symphony of metal striking metal, the incoming giants only staggered back a few steps before they, to the horrified gazes of the heroes, stood firm once more, the shallow wounds on their bodies and limbs healing instantaneously, as they again strode towards the cave where everyone was gathered.


    Seeing the crimson light that enveloped the giants and the Divine Emblems atop the Titan��s temple, synchronously illuminating, Hercules��s heart plunged into an abyss.


    ...


    With divine protection, these giants had received the response of the Titan gods.


    ��Immortality!��


    ��Immortality!!��


    ��Immortality!!!��


    Under the radiance of the crests, the giants�� aura escalated fiercely, emitting ecstatic and piercing cries as they surged forward, ready to drag out the lambs hiding in the cave to sacrifice to the deities they served.


    In this desperate situation, the heroes looked ferocious.


    ��Finally found you...��


    The next moment, the dome above the Titan��s temple shattered into pieces, as a radiant blaze of pure white fire poured down, the torrent of Aether surged and roiled open.


    The crimson light extinguished from the foremost three giants who were hit first; their bodies turned to ash instantly, even the remaining ash-like substance was rapidly disintegrated, eliminating any possibility of regeneration.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Following that, the radiant white flames burst outwards in all directions, descending onto the nearby giants like a storm of shooting stars.


    ��Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhh...��


    Each subterranean monster hit by the scorching white flames burned violently as if doused in hot oil, their skins cracked and flesh burst open as they lay on the ground, screaming in agony and rolling frantically, attempting to extinguish the fatal blaze.


    ��You still not leaving?!��


    The figure, with golden wings upon its back and holding a branch-like spear, pointed towards the gaping hole above and gave a low shout as a reminder.


    Seeing the exit to the surface seemingly shrinking, the madness in the eyes of the crowd faded, their hearts chilled, they hastily hoisted up their comrades and leaped out of the bizarre subterranean wilderness.


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 Chapter 526: 44

    Chapter 526: Chapter 44


    ��Kill them!��


    The giants, seeing this, rose up in anger, enduring the burning agony, and swung their weapons at the human heroes who were attempting to flee the sacrificial grounds.


    Luo En, who was in mid-air, narrowed his eyes, and the golden wheel behind him turned thrice, pointing towards the Wild Boar that signifies destruction, the White Horse that drives the Sun, and the Flames that cleanse impurity.


    ��Scram!��


    With a cold and harsh shout, an arm with dozens of luminescent cracks gripped the spear of nation founding tightly and swung it forward, sending a scarlet light of annihilation with an unrivaled force into the crowd of giants below.


    Boom!


    ...


    The ground shook and the hot blast sent the charging giants flying, spreading to the surroundings and causing the Titan Temple nearby to wobble, with the Divine Emblems above also beginning to sway uncertainly.


    The Cottus clan had actually established such a vast sacrificial ground underground to offer sacrifices to the Old Gods...


    Moreover, more than half of the Titan Chiefs�� Divine Emblems had been awakened.


    Could it be related to that woman?


    Luo En recalled the strange girl who had stopped him on his way and flickered a doubtful glance at the underground temples before him. The spear of nation founding in his hands rose again.


    ��Buzz!��


    It seemed that the presence of a threat from above had been detected, and several scarlet Divine Patterns inside the Titan Temple trembled together, merging into a rising torrent of scarlet light.


    Feeling the strong Divine Power contained within, Luo En immediately drew back his spear to defend, blocking the terrifying strike with all his might and his body soared upwards with the residual force of the impact.


    Before he could steady himself, the entire underground world topsy-turvied like a twisted Magic Cube, violently throwing him out through an opening that had appeared.


    ��Bang!��


    In a muffled crash, a figure in freefall plummeted down heavily.


    Luo En shook his head to clear it, stood up from the deep pit, and gazing at the completely unfamiliar scenery and vegetation before him, his face darkened.


    Where did this place bring him to? Was this still Thessaly?


    Before he could further confirm his location, the ground resonated with the dull sound of horse hooves. Hundreds of female knights clad in Light Armor, with Bows and Arrows slung on their backs, rode on roan horses, charging towards him like flares of burning fire.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, several miles from Thessaly in the wilderness.


    Accompanied by a flicker of light patterns, the earth cracked open a fissure, and a sultry girl with long black-purple hair and amber eyes emerged to the surface. She drew back her trembling arms, body wavering, and collapsed heavily onto the verdant grass.


    That guy, incredibly strong!


    With lingering fear, the girl gazed at the wound on her chest that had yet to heal, her eyes clouded with gloom.


    However, she soon lifted her delicate white forefinger, picking up a droplet of golden-red Blood Bead and seductively placing it in her mouth. Her tongue eagerly swirled and savored it, her pale cheeks flushing with a drunken rosiness.


    But still, quite delicious...


    Hope, love, goodness, joy... these nurturing elements that gave birth to her Divinity were something she longed for immensely.


    After relishing it for a while, the girl slowly stood up, her black-purple hair cascading over her shoulders as she looked towards a certain spot in Thessaly and shook her head regretfully.


    Pity, this food fights back, and it hurts...


    To taste this delectable treat, she must plan more carefully.


    As the girl caressed her smooth chin with her hand, contemplating how to achieve her desires, a stream of scarlet light fell into the dense forest nearby, and waves of Divine Will spread in all directions.


    The girl took a deep breath, a hint of nostalgia crossing her charming face.


    The remnants of the Bronze clan?


    Just when sleep comes, a pillow is offered...


    ��Haha, you��re still so reliable, saved by you again, I��m almost in love with you!��


    ��Just talking won��t do, you��ve got to show some appreciation.��


    ��Appreciation for what?��


    ��You are Thessaly��s number one beauty, of course, you should sleep with him!��


    A group of city defenders who survived the ordeal started to tease Cainis with mischievous smiles.


    Seeing Cainis��s eyes flirtatiously considering the proposal, as if she might be interested in a field romp with him right there, cold sweat broke out on Luo En��s forehead as he quickly waved his hands to politely decline.


    Just as the people of Thessaly were venting the roller-coaster of emotions they had accumulated, the ground once again thundered like thunder, and dozens more Titans climbed out of the fissures.


    Here they come again?


    The people of Thessaly instinctively stirred up their magic power, tensely entering a combat state.


    Sizzling sounds!


    The next moment, from the murky southeast sky, a sharp tearing sound was heard, and suddenly, dense black specks plunged from the sky.


    Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!


    In an instant, arrows over one and a half meters long with arrowheads marked with divine patterns fell like meteor showers, turning the Titans into porcupines.


    Looking into the distance, the archers were seven or eight hundred meters away from where the arrows landed. Their arm strength and range were unmatched even by Thessaly��s most elite Divine Blood Guard, leaving everyone in awe.


    Then, as a cacophony of shattering gold and jade erupted, a silver-haired woman with short hair on horseback threw a whirling chain hammer, like a meteorite, crushing several obstructing magic beasts into pulp on the road.


    Beneath the spray of blood, the advance horn resounded with certainty.


    ��Amazon!��


    A red-haired warrior woman riding a sorrel horse, brandishing her sword, led the charge, and the ground thundered behind her.


    Woman after woman, towering over two meters tall, with bodies as fit as cheetahs and clad in light armor, whether on horseback or on foot, approached at similar speeds, sweeping across the wilderness in a mighty flood, creating whirlwinds of dust in their wake.


    With their over two-meter-long spears, they easily swept through the ranks. As soon as the magic beasts fleeing outward made contact with them, the front ranks collapsed like wheat under a scythe, bones shattered, sinews broken, organs split apart.


    In just a few breaths, the near-thousand-headed beast tide was pierced through by these fierce she-panthers.


    Seeing these women break through, the Titans roared and charged.


    Even the mightiest of women are but ants in the end, what could they possibly do...?


    Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!


    Within the low howl of the wild wind, a series of fierce blood-colored light patterns sprayed out, hacking terrifying gashes into the Titans.


    Divine patterns! Divine blood!


    Women!


    Amazon warriors!


    King Thessaly witnessed the scene unfurling before him, his heart finally settled, nearly moved to tears.


    O Artemis above, I admit I spoke too loudly to you before.


    Watching this fresh force enter the battlefield, Luo En��s gaze remained as calm as ever, undisturbed.


    Because the one who had summoned this troop was none other than himself.


    However, as he noticed the leading red-haired woman breaking through the lines and heading straight for him, Luo En��s eyelids twitched, and he shifted toward the shadows.


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 Chapter 527: 45: Captured for Breeding? (4.2k)

    Chapter 527: Chapter 45: Captured for Breeding? (4.2k)


    The knight who had broken away from the squad demonstrated her exquisite horsemanship as she easily navigated through obstacles on the battlefield, arriving in front of the collapsed ruins.


    ��Are you the Queen of the Amazon Tribe?��


    King Admetos, beaming with a smile, approached her, ready to establish a rapport with the leader of the reinforcements.


    The knight glanced at King Thessaly and shook her head slightly.


    ��I was, but not anymore...��


    ��?��


    ...


    At her words, Admetos was utterly confused.


    Without further explanation, the knight dismounted and looked toward a figure behind the crowd.


    ��Alright, my mission is now complete. From this moment, I leave myself at your disposal.��


    ��???��


    Instantly, hearing these words, King Admetos and the nearby City Defenders stared in shock, turning their heads almost synchronously to look at a person trying to sneak into the shadows.


    ��I told you, it was a misunderstanding...��


    Luo En stopped in his tracks, clarifying helplessly under the curious gaze of everyone.


    In the previous battle at the Underground Temple, he had been blown to the surface by the explosion of the Divine Emblem��s divine power.


    As he was just climbing out of the pit, he coincidentally ran into the marching Amazon warriors.


    Neither party knew the other��s identity, and both were in a highly tense state, leading to a few Amazon warriors instinctively shooting arrows at the sudden obstruction, which inevitably plunged both groups into a chaotic fight.


    Though the Amazon warriors were very strong in individual combat, Luo En still single-handedly cleared this temporary ��dungeon�� with his superior skills.


    However, compared to the Amazons, who possess the blood of Ares and are more prone to rage, Luo En remained much calmer.


    Cainis glanced at the beautiful face of Hippolyta and then, like a true friend, wrapped an arm around Luo En��s neck, a teasing smile in her eyes.


    ��Why don��t you give it a try? I heard because of their devotion to Artemis, the Amazon Queen is supposed to remain a virgin until she abdicates...��


    No way in hell!


    Luo En threw a disgusted look at this so-called first beauty of Thessaly, then started stalling with Hippolyta.


    ��Why don��t you go back first, and I��ll let you know when I��ve made up my mind?��


    ��I��ve been defeated, no longer have the right to lead the Amazon Tribe, nor do I have the face to continue as their Queen...��


    Hippolyta spoke with a hint of melancholy, looking despondently at the victor before her.


    Their nine sisters had united, joined by thousands, and still, they were overpowered and even she was captured.


    Facing such a bitter defeat, she, as the commanding queen at the time, could not shirk her responsibility, and her divine blood forced her to abide by the law that the victor rules.


    To avoid disgrace for the entire tribe, she took on all the blame, relinquishing her title as Queen as the most fitting course of action.


    Luo En, troubled, glanced at Hippolyta who awaited his disposition and reluctantly made a decision.


    ��Then, why don��t you stay by my side for a while as an attendant?��


    The true battle with the giants had not yet fully erupted, and Thessaly, having been weakened by two consecutive battles, had significantly diminished its defensive capabilities.


    In both sentiment and reason, it was necessary to keep Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors around as a precaution.


    For now, he would use this compromise as a stepping stone, waiting for the situation to stabilize before considering a more secure solution.


    At this outcome, Hippolyta readily nodded, her gaze towards Luo En showing a hint of affection.


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 Chapter 528: 45: Captured for Breeding? (4.2k)_2

    Chapter 528: Chapter 45: Captured for Breeding? (4.2k)_2


    ������Do not insult the loser with the victor��s pose, understand how to respect your opponent, this person is still decent.��


    Just as everyone calmed down this small disturbance, the situation on the field had also settled.


    With the support of the Amazon warriors, the already dwindling numbers of Magic Beasts and Giants were quickly encircled and eliminated one by one.


    Not long after, the Divine Blood Heroes, previously rescued by Luo En from the Underground Temple, arrived on the battlefield to provide support, led by Hercules and the Twins, through the dense woodlands on the other side of the hills.


    Clearly, they had also been transported to a region far from the battlefield by the influence of Earth Authority.


    But due to the stalwart resistance of the Thessaly defenders and the successive arrivals of reinforcements, the carefully planned assault by the Giant Spirit Clan was completely dismantled.


    ...


    Seeing their kin falling one after another and the gathered Magic Beasts nearly obliterated, several terrified Giants dared not linger any longer. They dove into the cracked fissures in the ground and fled the bloody battlefield.


    Having learned from past failures, the heroes dared not pursue too deeply but quickly cleared the battlefield, destroying the opened underground passageways to prevent those Giants from reemerging.


    Thus, this continually twisting battle for Thessaly finally came to an end.


    ~~


    ��Actually withstood it?��


    Atop a distant mountain, enveloped in blue light, Triton looked at the heap of Magic Beast remains and Giant corpses on the battlefield, and the Thessaly Royal City, which stood unyielding amid the smoke, and deeply furrowed his brow.


    He had thought that under such intense onslaught, this city of humans would surely fall.


    He had planned to wait until Admetos was at his wit��s end, Zeus��s Temple overturned, the Sacred Flame extinguished, then he himself would lead the Mechanical God and Automaton Soldiers of the Sea God Temple to rescue them from both fire and water.


    By then, he could seize the opportunity to vie for the greatest benefits for his Father God Poseidon, establishing the faith of the Sea God on these ruins.


    However, he had not expected that beside the demigods of Zeus and Apollo, even Artemis had intervened.


    Moreover, the card the Goddess of the Hunt played was her most elite Amazon warriors from his own ranks.


    Besides, that man from Athens, very strong!


    Triton thought of the branch spear that had split the battlefield earlier, his eyes flashing with deep wariness, and he turned to look at Ares standing behind him.


    ��Against him, what are your chances of winning?��


    ��Twenty percent...��


    Ares replied gravely, then gazing at the large pit left in the center of the battlefield, furrowed his brow, and added slowly.


    ��If that is all his strength...��


    That low?


    Upon hearing this, Triton deeply furrowed his brow again.


    It seemed that both his Father God and he had severely underestimated the difficulty of Thessaly.


    Should he then ask his Father God to dispatch more forces to ensure the Sea God Temple could dominate in this clash?


    But soon, he shook his head to dismiss this thought.


    Anyone can fight with the wind at their back, if he, a Prince, only knew how to oppress with power, how would he be any different from those who repeatedly failed?


    ��Let it go, if not this time, then next. We have plenty of time.��


    Hearing that the king of Giants seemed to be showing bias toward his daughters, the Giant with serpentine legs opened his mouth to vent his dissatisfaction.


    ��We might have time, but Antaeus is dead. He was an ally I fought hard to win over.��


    This Giant, born from the divine union of Mother Earth Gaea and the Sea God Poseidon, had planned to defect to Poseidon, his Father God, and build him a temple using human skulls in Libya.


    However, after witnessing the power of the Giants and the Old Gods, Antaeus had been persuaded to join the Cottus clan in their pursuit to create a world dominated by the Titans.


    Yet, in his first battle, Antaeus had died at the hands of the demigod Hercules, falling victim to a foolish strategy meant to lure Divine Blood Heroes into the sacrificial ground.


    This result indeed frustrated the Giant with serpentine legs.


    ��Just to have him feign defeat and draw those Divine Blood Heroes into the sacrificial ground. But look at him, showing off his strength, fighting those heroes to the death without relenting.��


    The more King Alcyoneus spoke, the angrier he got, eventually grasping the Giant with serpentine legs by the neck and slamming him against the wall, grunting darkly.


    ��I didn��t hold him accountable for his reckless delay of the sacrifice, which led to so many of our kin being killed or injured, and you dare to make excuses for this fool?��


    ��And the sacrifice? Your so-called plan also fell through, didn��t it?��


    The Giant with serpentine legs�� scales slipped, freeing himself from King Alcyoneus��s grasp, defensively pointing at the chaotic sacrificial ground below, and sneered.


    At the words, King Alcyoneus��s face showed he was unable to maintain his composure, and he immediately swung his fist, ready to discipline this clansman who dared to challenge his authority.


    The surrounding Giants, meanwhile, tapped stones and bones together, egging them on.


    As a race fond of bravery and combat, skirmishing and fighting were their favorite spectacles.


    ��Enough! What time do you think it is to be fighting amongst ourselves, you fools!��


    A deep, angry roar emanated from the Abyss. Surrounded by eleven Temples, the central tower ignited with blue-black flames, resembling an extremely furious face.


    The overwhelming divine aura came rushing, pressing down on the Giants in the cave so heavily they trembled and could barely breathe.


    Even the king of Giants and the Giant with serpentine legs could not help but subdue their haughty nature, bowing their heads respectfully and cautiously asking.


    ��King, have you awakened?��


    ��I��ve just regained some consciousness, but to take back the glory that belongs to the Titans, this amount of power is far from sufficient!��


    The voice from within the tower huffed impatiently, growing restless.


    ��The sacrifices must continue!��


    The two Giants looked troubled upon hearing this.


    ��The humans above seem to have found some strong reinforcements.��


    ��Moreover, we have lost many of our kind for this cause.��


    The voice within the tower fell silent for a moment, gradually becoming deeper and more solemn.


    ��Reinforcements? Don��t we have them? Prometheus is still bound to the cliffs of the Caucasus Mountains suffering, and Atlas is still sentenced to carry the heavens. Go free them, seize Zeus��s lightning, drive Poseidon out of the sea, remove Apollo from the sun chariot, and let the world return to the Titans~!��


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 Chapter 529: 46

    Chapter 529: Chapter 46


    Thessaly Royal City.


    The crisis brought by the giants was temporarily averted, the collapsed city walls were secretly rebuilt using secret techniques, and the defensive charms that were successively repaired were activated one by one.


    Witnessing the light of the thunderbolts, a symbol of Zeus��s divine patronage, envelop the entire city beneath the chanting of the priests, the heroes and soldiers responsible for patrols and surveillance couldn��t help but sigh with relief, their taut nerves slightly relaxed.


    The city, having endured the baptism of war, regained its former peace, and the streets and alleys were immersed in a joyful celebration.


    Hercules, Hippolyta, Luo En, the Spartan Twins, and a host of other heroes were invited by King Admetos to partake in the grand banquet at the Royal Palace.


    At the lively banquet, aside from the requisite delicacies and fine wines, many strikingly beautiful noble maidens also cast longing glances at the leaders among them.


    ...


    A few days later, the Divine Blood Heroes, having shed their burdens, yawned and returned to their dwellings, preparing to rest and recuperate.


    Luo En was no exception, after buying some pastries and snacks on the street, he slipped back into the courtyard he was staying in, took out a golden wide-mouth cup filled with crimson wine, and sat at a stone table to drink by himself.


    As the crimson liquid flowed into his body, lines of light that resembled cracks on his skin slowly healed, much like parched, cracked earth being watered by rain.


    Watching the light markings on his body gradually fade, Luo En shook his head, not entirely satisfied.


    Having used only three incarnations had already pushed him to his limits, necessitating maintenance and repair with divine wine from the Holy Grail regularly, his body was indeed somewhat fragile.


    Fortunately, after suffering a wave of severe damage, neither the giants nor the Magic Beasts dared to emerge again.


    Otherwise, his fragile body might sooner or later have to be dragged back to War God Mountain for repairs.


    Luo En raised the Holy Grail, drained the automatically replenishing divine wine in one gulp, and murmured to himself.


    He couldn��t always be the lone fighter, blood-spattered and worn. If he wanted to ensure his strength was employed to its best use, it seemed necessary to augment the abilities of the few comrades around him, to enable them to stand on their own.


    ��Eeek~~��


    Due to the intervention and agreement with The Three Fates, the battle among the gods on Mount Olympus was hardly a secret.


    As the son of Zeus, whom the Divine King highly valued, and given Perseus��s teachings from a young age, he had long seen himself as his father Zeus��s sharpest spear and sword.


    In a way, all the gods who participated in that rebellion were enemies of his father Zeus.


    While a new war of the gods had not yet erupted, there was no need for the factions of the gods to fight to the death over it.


    But the straightforward Hercules was still reluctant to easily cross that line, to betray his own father.


    ��You��re misunderstanding,�� Luo En swirled his wine cup and began with a smile, ��I gave you that Sacred Robe hoping you would save more lives and avert more disasters, nothing more.��


    ��But still...��


    ��For the sake of so-called stances, to cast aside divine tools that could help you save more lives, don��t you think you��re being overly selfish and shallow?��


    ��...��


    Hercules could find no words in response and could only offer a wry smile in explanation.


    ��But I am the son of Zeus...��


    ��But you are also Hercules! The hero the people look up to, the warrior who speaks for the powerless! Countless disasters await your intervention, countless injustices await your resolution!�� Luo En��s voice was stern, addressing this brother who aspired to be a filial son.


    ��The measure of your identity should not be your parents, but your actions! Think carefully about what you should do, not what you shouldn��t.��


    ��...��


    Under the resounding reprimand, Hercules fell silent. After a lengthy pause, he clenched his teeth, grabbed the Medusa emblem on the table, and spoke earnestly to Luo En.


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    Chapter 530: Chapter 46_2


    ��Okay, I��ll accept this item and will definitely make good use of it. But if you stand against the Father God, I��ll show no mercy!��


    ��As you wish.��


    Luo En waved his hand indifferently, watching Hercules leave the courtyard with a heavy heart, a pleased curve rising on his lips.


    He said he didn��t want it, yet his body was not quite honest, huh?


    Even your own loyalty to that Father God doesn��t seem as unshakable as you thought.


    Plus, His Majesty the King of Gods of Olympus has a severe case of paranoia.


    ...


    In his eyes, loyalty that��s not absolute is absolutely disloyal.


    Now that you have the stain of private gifting, you might soon find yourself dining with us rebels.


    A certain scheming elder brother chuckled mischievously, raising his glass to salute the direction in which his younger brother Hercules had departed.


    At night, Cainis, Medea, and Helen, having finished their duties, returned to the courtyard, one after another, dragging their weary bodies.


    The moment the door opened, they were greeted by the rich aroma of food. Over a dozen dishes, appealing in color, scent, and flavor, were spread out on the table, making one��s mouth water.


    And Luo En, who had finished work first, walked out of the kitchen carrying a steaming hot pot of mushroom soup.


    Now that the situation was stable and he had nothing to do, he took the opportunity to cook a sumptuous meal for everyone to reward them for their hard work over the past period.


    Medea, as someone in the know about Luo En��s identity and having tasted her senior brother��s cooking skills, was undoubtedly the most discerning. She immediately stepped forward briskly and secured a favorable spot, then couldn��t wait to grab the utensils and entered a battle state.


    Helen and Cainis didn��t understand why Medea was so excited, but their hungry stomachs prompted them to quickly take their seats.


    And moments later, the two newcomers were conquered by the deliciousness of the dishes, burying their heads and feasting as if a wind swept through the leaves, they cleared the extended table.


    Seeing the three still yearning for more, Luo En walked into the kitchen with magnanimity, adding a few more dishes to fully satiate them before finally extinguishing the stove.


    ��Burp~ That was really good~ much better than the swill in the barracks.��


    Cainis leaned back in her chair, burping and praising, her belly as round as if she were eight months pregnant. The skin stretched so taut that you could see the clear blood vessels and sinews.


    In contrast, Helen and Medea were much more restrained. Although their bellies were slightly protruded, at least they were not yet affecting their ability to move.


    Looking at the three protruding watermelon bellies in front of the table, Luo En let out an embarrassed chuckle before slowly speaking.


    ��Besides this meal, I have also prepared a gift for each of you.��


    ��A gift? What is it?��


    The three perked up upon hearing this.


    If Helen were not involved, perhaps the Trojan War, which would result in countless deaths and injuries in the future, might never occur.


    Wondering if she heard the whispers from the unseen world, Helen looked up, clutching her newest gift affectionately, and flashed Luo En a sweet smile.


    Luo En felt a pang in his heart, responding with a stiff smile, and unconsciously made the sign of the cross over his chest.


    Seeing the smile across from her, Helen felt encouraged, her sparkling eyes ablaze with passion.


    ��It��s quite late, perhaps we should also rest?��


    Feeling the almost scorching gaze that could burn through him, Luo En��s eyelid twitched and he casually suggested,


    ��Why don��t you put it on first and see if it fits?��


    ��Okay!��


    Helen agreed to Luo En��s request without hesitation, and following his instructions, activated the metal module to don the Sacred Robe on herself.


    As they merged at that moment, the young Princess of Sparta felt a cool breeze flow through her, and her previously fiery gaze instantly became tranquil, her eyes clear from within.


    To pin him down and ravish him fiercely, or to be ravished fiercely by him while alive?


    Strange, why did I just have such impure thoughts?


    Towards the object of her admiration, respect alone was sufficient.


    Helen clasped her fingers across her chest, engaging in self-repentance, just like the spotless maiden who prays to deities in the temple.


    ��You and Cainis should each take a room, I want to sleep with Medea tonight, we can explore the use of both Sacred Robes.�� Helen proposed.


    ��Sleep with you? When did I...��


    ��Elbows, come inside with me!��


    Before Medea could voice her protest, Helen, with a stern face, dragged her roommate into the bedroom.


    Watching the door slam shut and considering the inseparable pair of close sisters, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    He could finally get a good night��s sleep.


    Actually, Helen really did suit the Virgo Palace.


    Wear it, from now on you are not a lovesick maiden��worldly desires cannot touch even a hint, and if passion stirs, this Sacred Robe will bring you clarity.


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 Chapter 531: 47: Thriving is the Primary Productive Force (5k)

    Chapter 531: Chapter 47: Thriving is the Primary Productive Force (5k)


    In the courtyard.


    Luo En watched Helen, purified in both body and mind, leave, then dragged a sullen Medea back into the house, and afterward declined Cainis�� invitation to sleep together under the pretext of cleaning up the dinnerware.


    As the doors to the two bedrooms closed and the fluorite lighting in the house went out, he sighed in relief as if a great burden had been lifted.


    After being so busy for such a long time, all he wanted now was some peace and quiet.


    Having spent some time tidying up the courtyard and dinnerware, Luo En confirmed that the three inside were soundly asleep before he comfortably stretched and prepared to enjoy his own leisure time.


    However, just as he took a step forward, a low knocking sound came from behind him.


    ...


    Turning around reluctantly, Luo En opened the door to find the tall Amazon Queen with flaming red hair standing quietly outside.


    ��Hippolyta? What are you doing here so late?��


    ��The defense line has been rebuilt, and the matter of cooperating with the Thessalians for defense has concluded. Since there are no more tasks, as a retainer, I naturally have to return to my master��s side to ensure his safety,�� Hippolyta said, tying her reddish-brown warhorse, entering the courtyard on her own, and laying down a beast-skin blanket on the ground to serve as her bed.


    She then started inscribing warning and defensive spells around herself and setting up several simple traps, displaying the complete professionalism of a bodyguard.


    Clearly, serving as a retainer was not something Hippolyta took lightly.


    Luo En, somewhat amused and exasperated, waved his hand dismissively.


    ��There��s no need for that. You��ve been running around in my stead, helping the Amazon Tribe assist Thessaly through a dangerous period; you��ve already done me a huge favor. We��re even for last time.��


    Upon hearing this, Hippolyta looked at the man before her with a hint of surprise.


    ��Are you sure?��


    ��Why snatch if you want to keep the birthrate up? Why not just borrow seed openly and honorably?��


    ��?��


    Seeing that Hippolyta was still perplexed, Luo En simply laid out his thoughts clearly for her to hear.


    Under the bright moonlight that illuminated the entire courtyard, Hippolyta listened to the handsome demigod��s suggestions, her eyes luminous with surprise and the turmoil in her heart plain to see.


    What Luo En suggested was straightforward and not difficult to understand.


    Simply put, every year during the Day of Fertility, the Amazons could loosen restrictions and invite men from the Greek World to come to the Amazon Tribe, to pair with women of age for conjugal union.


    If the Amazons wanted to ensure the quality of the men, they could set trials to test the men��s strength, intelligence, and bloodline when entering the tribe, thus selecting the perfect offspring.


    If someone as prestigious as the Amazon Queen had numerous suitors, after an initial selection, the pursuing Greek heroes could then compete against each other in an arena, and after a number of victors emerged, she could choose personally among them.


    Children born from these unions would remain with the Amazons if they were girls, contributing to the population. If they were boys, they need not be exterminated ruthlessly; instead, they could be given to their fathers to raise.


    With this approach, not only would the Amazon Tribe no longer need to antagonize the Greek city-states for plundering men, but they could also use such methods as a bond to secure more allies.


    ��With the men competing against each other like animals under such stern conditions solely for a woman, would they really be willing to come?��


    Hippolyta, though astounded by the man��s groundbreaking and unorthodox thinking, still had some doubts about the practicality of his idea.


    Luo En glanced at the questioning Hippolyta with some irritation and responded.


    ��For thousands of years, from beasts to men, from men to gods, reproduction has always been of the utmost importance. Males fighting each other for the chance to mate is already the norm. You have no idea what ridiculous things those Greek heroes would do to compete for the right to breed.��


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    Would you like to come? Heh, as long as the Amazon Tribe advertises it well, you��re probably just worried that the Amazonian territory won��t be big enough.


    Then, Luo En paused for a moment before adding.


    ��As for why we should add some conditions for the selection, it��s because humans often don��t cherish what they obtain too easily. With gimmicks to make it seem unattainable, those heroes will swarm to it, proud to enter the Amazon Tribe and compete to become breeders.��


    In Greek mythology, conquering an Amazon woman is every Greek hero��s perilous dream.


    Because slaughter and sex have always been the two elements that most stimulate male hormones, they are also the ways men display their martial prowess and boast their strength.


    Through fighting and competing, defeating the same sex, pressing a beautiful yet dangerous woman beneath them, and enjoying the honor, for men, especially inherently restless heroes, is simply an irresistible temptation.


    ...


    As long as the Amazons, following their own methods, lift restrictions and prejudices and issue a recruitment to the eligible Greek males.


    After all, as demigods, those Amazon warriors participating in breeding won��t be lacking in looks, and they also carry the unique charm of a warrior race.


    The horny wolves among the Greeks, hearing this news, will guarantee one after another will enthusiastically go to the Amazon Tribe to sleep with women, to breed.


    Look, what originally was a mutually beneficial affair, thanks to Ares, this idiot��s brain-dead move, successfully made the Amazon Tribe and the Greek city-states hostile towards each other, and they almost became extinct in the future.


    Tsk tsk, once the War God uses his brain, the World laughs.


    At the moment, Hippolyta was completely oblivious to someone making fun of her old father in their heart; rather, she was quite moved by these fantastic proposals.


    The Amazon Tribe is currently troubled by lowering fertility rates, which is why they chose to send their elite to help Thessaly and ease relations with the Greeks.


    But this is after all only treating the symptoms and not the cause; if she could solve the predicament of the Amazons in a more stable manner, she would, of course, be willing to try.


    However, this task could be passed on to Artemis to implement, just right to expand her Divine Authority inherited from her mother Leto and solidify her little girlfriend��s status among the Amazon Tribe.


    ��Alright, Her Majesty the Queen, I��ll organize a rough feasibility plan into a document after some time and then hand it over to you. If there��s anything you cannot decide on your own, you can consult with Lady Artemis.��


    At this point, Luo En paused momentarily, calming down the somewhat overly excited Hippolyta.


    ��Of course, it��s best to wait until things in Thessaly have settled down, then you can gradually try it when you return to the tribe.��


    Hippolyta nodded repeatedly, then slightly bowed, right fist on chest, and respectfully and solemnly expressed gratitude to the sage.


    ��You are a lenient opponent and a great sage; thank you for your guidance.��


    ��No need to thank me, we each got what we needed, so we��re even now, right?��


    Hearing the teasing in her ear, Hippolyta felt somewhat dazed for a moment.


    As the loser, she didn��t have to serve in battle for the winner, didn��t need to sacrifice her beauty, didn��t have to pay money to redeem her freedom; she just did a simple errand, maintained stability in Thessaly, and evened out the cost of her failure, even gaining more benefits from this victor.


    This kind of failure felt almost like a dream.


    ��Alright, go back and assure your sisters of your safety, and tell them not to be so impulsive the next time they encounter Greeks blocking their way. After all, not every Divine Blood Hero might be as good-tempered and strong as I am.��


    Luo En smiled and waved his hand, his words half advice, half teasing.


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    Due to their martial culture and the custom of raiding to capture high-quality males for breeding, the Amazon Tribe had a poor reputation among the Greek states.


    After continuous conflict, once members of the Amazon Tribe or Greeks were captured, falling into each other��s hands, they often met a grim fate.


    This was why Hippolyta was surprised that she could obtain her freedom so easily after her defeat.


    Previously, the Amazon Tribe had worshipped Ares, God of War, and Luo En naturally didn��t need to be so polite.


    But now, his young lover Artemis had already won the divine war, seizing the faith of the Amazon Tribe from Ares, so of course, he hoped to turn swords into plowshares between the Amazon Tribe and the Greeks, striving for a peaceful coexistence and mutual benefits.


    However, upon hearing this, Hippolyta couldn��t help but show an awkward expression.


    ...


    ��Well, I forgot to mention, I��ve already stepped down...��


    Luo En noticed the former Amazon Queen��s slightly evasive gaze, and couldn��t help but feel a mix of amusement and frustration.


    He could probably understand the reasons behind Hippolyta��s voluntary abdication.


    On one hand, Hippolyta had her pride, needing to take responsibility for the defeat as a queen; on the other hand, she was worried that being a queen vulnerable to threats could lead to decisions detrimental to the tribe, so she resigned before fulfilling her promise.


    Nevertheless, under Luo En��s magnanimity, this move rather seemed like a case of misjudging an upright person with a suspicious mind.


    Looking at Hippolyta, whose gaze seemed somewhat vacant, Luo En helplessly rubbed his temples.


    ��So who is the new queen of the Amazon Tribe now?��


    ��My sister, Penthesilea...��


    Hippolyta answered with her head down, coughing slightly as she added.


    ��Before I came here, we had already completed the handover ceremony, and she has taken over as the new queen.��


    However, upon hearing this name, Luo En��s face turned dark.


    Therefore, if he were to choose a leader for the Amazons, he would definitely prefer Hippolyta, a pro-Greek queen, over Penthesilea, a reckless warrior.


    Moreover, his previous proposal for a great fusion between the Amazons and the Greeks would likely be best managed and implemented by the prudent Hippolyta.


    Considering this, Luo En advised tactfully.


    ��Our misunderstanding has already been clarified. You can definitely go back and explain everything to your sisters. Resigning too hastily is not advisable. Penthesilea��s temperament is not suited for the queen.��


    ��But I have already handed over the throne to my sister, under the witness of Goddess Artemis.��


    Hippolyta was clearly troubled by this.


    Luo En spoke indifferently, ��Just have Artemis preside over changing it back, that��s all.��


    ��?��


    ��Use this to offer a sacrifice to your chief god, tell her what I have said, and she will agree.��


    Luo En pulled a Medusa emblem from his chest, tossed it to Hippolyta, then yawned and sleepily walked towards the bedroom.


    Will this work?


    Hippolyta examined the bronze emblem in her hand, hesitated for a moment, then squatted down and began tracing Hermes Script, preparing for the divine descent ceremony.


    A quarter of an hour later, the Amazon Queen placed the bronze emblem in the center of the Magic Circle Diagram in the courtyard, bit her index finger, dripped her divine blood, and called upon the name of her chief god.


    Hum!


    Accompanied by a cool resonance, the full moon��s light shone on the completed Magic Circle Diagram, conjuring up a graceful, tall figure.


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    In the courtyard,


    the figure formed from moonlight listened to Hippolyta��s report and played with the Medusa emblem in her hand, nodding with interest.


    ��So, that��s the situation...��


    ��Lady Artemis, what do you mean then?��


    Hippolyta respectfully inquired, her probing gaze fixed on the goddess she worshipped.


    ��I��ll start testing the feasibility of that proposal for the low fertility rate, but since he suggested it, there shouldn��t be any problem.��


    ...


    Artemis laughed lightly in response, and then added,


    ��As for passing the position on to Penthesilea, let��s drop the matter; she��s quite reluctant to take on the job, always complaining to me during prayers and insisting on taking you back.��


    Owing to possessing an exceptionally pure War God bloodline, Penthesilea was extremely prominent as a type given to combat.


    Put her in a fight, and she��s generally happy, but asking her to manage affairs truly was a bit difficult for her.


    Hearing her own goddess��s little report, Hippolyta felt embarrassed for her blunt sister Penthesilea and promised bashfully,


    ��Don��t worry, as soon as I return tomorrow morning, I��ll definitely keep the sisters under control.��


    ��There��s no rush to return,�� Artemis shook her head, her silver gaze sweeping over the three tightly closed bedrooms in the courtyard, shimmering subtly, ��You just said, he��s now living with three women?��


    ��Yes, one is Medea, the princess of Colchis; another is Helen, the princess of Sparta; and the last is Cainis, Thessaly��s first beauty,�� Hippolyta replied truthfully, adding, ��I heard they went through life-and-death challenges together, so they get along very well.��


    Get along well? Well enough to sleep in the same bed?


    Artemis felt a silent alarm upon hearing this.


    Out for only a short while and he already hooked up with three?


    The Goddess of the Hunt, standing in the courtyard, sensed a potential crisis, looking down at her devotee before speaking casually yet curiously,


    Indeed, the goddess truly had a comprehensive way of thinking!


    However, just as Hippolyta was about to put her elation into action and turned towards a certain bedroom door, she couldn��t help but show an embarrassed look.


    ��But I can��t beat him...��


    Hearing this, the Goddess in the Magic Array spoke with a smile,


    ��Don��t worry, I��ll help you.��


    ��Help me?��


    ��Yes, open your heart, and I will descend in spirit form to possess you, allowing your wish to be fulfilled!��


    ��But as a virgin goddess, wouldn��t this be a sacrilege to your sanctity?��


    ��I am the Chief God of the Amazon Tribe; if it makes the Amazons stronger, this minor sacrifice is nothing.��


    Feeling deeply touched by her goddess��s righteous statement, Hippolyta knew in her heart that renouncing Ares, God of War, and following Artemis, the Moon Goddess, was the most correct decision since she took the throne!


    In that moment, Artemis inside the Magic Array pointed toward the full moon hanging in the sky, giving a timely reminder,


    ��Enough, it��s getting late, and we don��t know how long the Thessaly giant problem will last; one or two attempts may not suffice for a stable pregnancy, so if you��ve made up your mind, you need to give me an answer quickly.��


    ��No need to think about it! I invite your spirit to possess this body, please descend!��


    Hippolyta answered instantly, then actively opened her spirit, chanting the sacred rites for summoning the divine spirit.


    ��Then, as you wish...��


    The Goddess in the Magic Array curled her lips into a pleased smile, her silhouette crystallizing into a stream of mercury-like moonlight that entered Hippolyta��s body.


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    Moments later, the Amazon Queen who had been standing quietly in the courtyard opened her eyes, and a mercury-like sheen flickered within her pupils, while the aura within her body became vast and unfathomable.


    Ah~~


    The tightly closed door was gently pushed open, and a tall silhouette stepped into a bedroom.


    An astonished voice immediately came from inside the room.


    ��Hippolyta? Weren��t you supposed to go back?��


    ��Hey, hey, what are you pouncing on me for?��


    ...


    ��Don��t tear my clothes!��


    ��No, how are you so strong? And that Authority?��


    ��Wait, Ar... mmph...��


    In the blink of an eye, the room was filled with the sounds of intense jostling and impact, as the pristine moonlight, like living mercury, spread over the outside of the bedroom, masking all the noise and sin within the dense night.


    ~~


    The next day, early morning.


    Luo En sat up in bed with a dark face, pulling away the Hippolyta who was clinging to him like an octopus.


    As they separated, waves of pain radiated from various parts of his body. The victim looked down at the bite and scratch marks covering his chest, arms, and shoulders, and his face inevitably darkened a few shades more.


    He had been careless. Artemis had stealthily possessed Hippolyta last night and ambushed him; by the time he sensed something was amiss, it was too late.


    Moreover, since it wasn��t her own body, that madwoman truly tormented him without restraint.


    If it weren��t for the fact that Hippolyta was experiencing her first time and malfunctioned due to the intense impact, there might well have been a new rendition of ��Seven Days and Nights��.


    Having such a Chief God was really bad luck for the faithful.


    Luo En sighed, his fingers tracing several lines of Hermes Script to heal the wounds on himself and Hippolyta.


    Soon, the Amazon Queen with a short-circuited brain also slowly came to and subconsciously touched her slightly swollen belly.


    ��So much in just one go? It��s a bit much...��


    Scattered stones pelted the golden barrier, creating beautiful yet dangerous ripples.


    ��Sisters, this despicable outsider has abducted Hippolyta, charge, let��s rescue our Queen!��


    Amidst the haze of dust, a fierce-looking woman with strong white arms and short white hair, violently kicked down the door and led dozens of Amazon warriors into the courtyard with ferocity.


    ��Penthesilea? What brings you here?��


    Hearing the noise, Hippolyta instinctively rushed out, staring dumbfounded at her sister who had suddenly arrived with her tribeswomen.


    And at that sight, Luo En had an ominous feeling.


    Sure enough.


    Penthesilea, seeing her sister wrapped in a bedsheet, with bruises along her shoulder blades and neck, flew into a rage.


    ��You bastard, what have you done to my sister?!��


    The other Amazon warriors, upon witnessing such a scene, couldn��t help but flare up in anger, and simultaneously drew their weapons, overflowing with murderous intent.


    Luo En, seeing this, wanted to cry but had no tears.


    Stop slandering good people, I didn��t do anything to her, she did things to me!


    I��m the victim here!


    As if hearing Luo En��s inner thoughts, Hippolyta stepped forward and coughed dryly as she began to explain.


    ��It was my own choice, I want to use his Seed to breed even better Bloodlines for the Amazons, and also, I plan to invite him to join the Amazon Tribe to help solve the declining birth rate issue of our Tribe, and the Goddess also agreed.��


    The Queen��s own initiative?


    Inviting a man into the Amazon Tribe?


    The Goddess has agreed?


    The female warriors, listening to Hippolyta��s explanation, felt their already limited brain capacity being filled with one question after another.


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    This... this isn��t right, is it?


    ��Fake! It must be that guy who deceived the Queen!��


    ��Exactly, how could the Goddess possibly agree to such an absurd thing!��


    ��These men have already taken control of all the city-states of Greece, and now they even want to get their hands on the Amazons, thinking they can ride roughshod over all of us women, how arrogant!��


    Hearing her sisters�� chirping discussions, the leading Penthesilea suddenly had a realization and glared fiercely at a certain culprit, grinding her teeth.


    ��Alright, so it turns out to be a source of disaster, sisters, let��s go, kill the kid!��


    ...


    Without another word, Penthesilea��s chain hammer whistled through the air toward Luo En��s face.


    Under her lead, more than a dozen Amazonian warriors who had come together, their eyes bloodshot with extreme anger, charged into the yard like a tidal wave, targeting the main culprit on the field. They launched javelins and drew bows and arrows, showing no mercy in their attack.


    Watching the arrows and javelins piercing the air and the ferocious Amazonian warriors all around, Luo En, who had bewilderingly become a scapegoat, immediately grew furious.


    He unceremoniously pulled the thorniest branch from the bushes and leaped into the midst of the enemy.


    The Amazonian warriors�� proud Divine Power and weapons were easily repelled by the layer of light patterns wrapped around Luo En.


    And Luo En took the opportunity to brutally lash at the approaching Amazonian warriors, specifically targeting the fleshier and more sensitive buttocks.


    Under the sudden hum, the barrier of Divine Power filled with cracks disappeared into sparkling dust.


    She did it!


    Penthesilea��s expression brightened with delight. She bravely resisted the rebounding force, clutching her chain hammer as she pounced toward the shameless beast who had defiled her sister.


    Watching the swiftly approaching Penthesilea, Luo En lifted the corners of his lips, revealing a warm and brilliant smile on his face.


    Then, raising his hand, he chopped down forcefully.


    ��Bang!��


    A thunderous boom echoed overhead, and Penthesilea felt the world spinning before everything went black, and she fell straight down on the ground. A large, throbbing red lump rapidly bulged on her head, with a hint of steam vaguely dissipating.


    If he remembered correctly, Artemis had beaten him up the same way back in the day.


    Watching the Amazonian warriors on the ground clutching their buttocks and wailing, along with Penthesilea who lay on the ground as docile as a dead pig, Luo En felt an immediate sense of satisfaction and emitted a heartfelt sigh.


    Fighting, awesome!


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    An hour later, Penthesilea and a group of Amazon warriors slowly awoke, their bodies aching all over. But the intense dizziness and weakness left them powerless, only able to lie on the ground gasping for air.


    Seeing her sisters�� eyes blazing with fire, ready to seek trouble with a certain individual after their recovery, Hippolyta stepped into the crowd and began to try to clarify the misunderstanding.


    However, these Amazon warriors, truly deserving of their lineage from Ares, God of War, were stubborn one and all, deeply skeptical of Hippolyta��s explanation, especially the part about Artemis��s spirit descending to aid them.


    Left with no choice, Hippolyta had to draw the magic circle diagram of last night��s spirit summoning spell on the ground, hoping to summon Goddess Artemis as a witness.


    The magic circle diagram did not reveal the figure of the virgin goddess, instead a muffled direction was heard.


    ��Ahem, things are more or less as such, just follow Hippolyta��s arrangements.��


    ...


    Although the Amazon warriors were somewhat confused about the specific situation, they obediently nodded and accepted the divine decree from the goddess.


    Penthesilea couldn��t wait to take off her crown that tied her hair and put it back on Hippolyta��s head.


    With the familiar feeling returning, the Amazon queen, who had only been filling in for a few days, felt a great sense of relief wash over her and a gratified smile appeared on her face.


    For one thing, due to her personality, she had never been very interested in the position of Queen;


    On the other hand, she once accidentally committed a sin while hunting deer, wounding her sister Hippolyta and nearly causing her death, which had always made her feel indebted to her sister.


    Now that she could successfully redeem her sister��s freedom and lead the sisters to reinstate her as Queen was also a way to alleviate some of her sense of debt.


    Penthesilea, in high spirits, immediately got up to brush off the dust from her clothes, circled around a certain individual for inspection like examining livestock, and muttered half in displeasure, half in dissatisfaction.


    ��Although he��s a bit short and looks frail and effeminate, since Hippolyta and the goddess have both given their approval, I suppose he��ll do.��


    Luo En looked at his aunt and grandmother, who were sizing him up with great criticism, his forehead veins throbbing, and immediately slapped Penthesilea��s butt, which was noticeably bigger than the other Amazon warriors��.


    ��Ow!��


    However, upon seeing the good looks and figures of the three, Penthesilea immediately showed a skeptical look.


    ��Having to take care of so many, are you tough enough? What if Hippolyta can��t get pregnant, wouldn��t that be a waste of effort?��


    ��Pff!��


    Luo En��s body shook, and he suddenly sprayed out a sip of nectar he had just swallowed.


    Although he knew the Amazon tribe was a matrilineal clan and was not shy about topics involving the sexes,


    wasn��t it a bit improper to discuss such matters so directly in public?


    And besides, you can question my character, but don��t question my capability!


    Don��t talk about three; even if it were thirty more, let��s see who will be the one to fall first!


    As if sensing the indignation in his heart, a heavy hand slapped Luo En��s shoulder, solemnly clarifying for him,


    ��Don��t worry, it��s harder than iron, it has me sore every night!��


    ��Pff!!��


    Luo En took another swig of nectar to steady his nerves, which he spewed out again, giving Cainis a look of deep reproach as she confidently guaranteed on his behalf.


    Thanks for vouching for me, really, I appreciate it from the bottom of my eight generations of ancestors!


    ��Sounds good, but since he��s with my sister, let��s consider him our Amazon tribe��s spoil of war. It��s best if he comes back with us to the Amazon camp to cooperate with Hippolyta in completing the fertility ritual.��


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    ��Wishful thinking! This is a guest from Thessaly, wanting to take away my brother, but will my spear agree? Who in Greece doesn��t know of the Amazon Tribe��s true nature? Has any man ever fared well in your hands?��


    ��Looking for a fight?��


    ��Let��s fight then!��


    At that moment, Medea watched as Cainis and Penthesilea, who were eager for a fight, and the flushed-faced Hippolyta clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth angrily.


    Those vixens had bypassed her supervision, not only stealing a tryst but now even daring to abduct her elder apprentice brother and violate him collectively��it was utterly detestable!


    It was all Helen��s fault for insisting on competing with her; otherwise, she could have stayed by her elder apprentice brother��s side and spared him this humiliation!


    ...


    Meanwhile, Helen, completely unaware of the raging grudge in her fake sister, simply gazed deeply at Cainis and Hippolyta with a flickering expression.


    How dare they treat that person with such disrespect.


    This is utmost disrespect!


    They must find a way to stop this perverted malpractice and return the courtyard��s atmosphere to one of pure sanctity.


    As the atmosphere grew intensely tense, the many complex-minded women looked at each other with undercurrents surging; Luo En, caught in the storm��s eye, felt tingles on his scalp.


    ��Ah? You all are here?��


    Just as Luo En was pondering how to mediate, an astonished voice came from outside the door.


    Luo En looked carefully and to his surprise, found that the visitors were the Twins and Telamon; he couldn��t help but greet them with a broad smile.


    ��Something up?��


    ��Hmm, His Majesty the King has prepared a banquet in the Royal Palace and wishes to invite everyone in for a chat,�� Telamon said solemnly, his face displaying a humble, simple smile.


    Cainis, puzzled, scratched her head.


    ��Didn��t we just eat a few days ago? Is Admetos hungry again?��


    ��At the banquet, there will be a discussion on how to thoroughly resolve the issue of the Cottus tribe��s raids on the city, and His Majesty wishes to hear everyone��s suggestions,�� Telamon explained with a light smile, ignoring Cainis��s disrespectful nickname for King Thessaly.


    Hearing this, Luo En��s eyes revealed a thoughtful look.


    The previous banquet was a group celebration, basically without discrimination; this invitation, however, leaned more towards an internal meeting of leaders, likely only intended for heroes and leaders who could influence the battle situation.


    Glancing at the women staring blankly at each other in the courtyard, Luo En crossed the threshold without hesitation, eagerly accepting the invitation.


    ��Since His Majesty the King has graciously invited us, we must certainly go. Please lead the way.��


    Staying here to watch them bicker was giving him a headache; it would be much quieter in the Royal Palace.


    Moreover, once a few key people leave, neither verbal nor physical fights were likely to escalate.


    Cainis, with a displeased expression, looked towards the trio from the Sea God Temple she disliked, instinctively voicing Luo En��s doubts on his behalf.


    ��King Admetos hasn��t lost his senses, has he? He wouldn��t have agreed to the demands of the Sea God Temple, would he?��


    ��Of course not,��


    telamon shook his head, clarifying on behalf of his king.


    ��The ones opposite have come to negotiate peace, saying they are grateful for the king��s treatment of the Sea King during Poseidon��s sentencing period. The Sea God Temple is willing to help Thessaly against the Gigantes as long as they don��t forget to sacrifice to Poseidon afterwards.��


    Usually, there are two types of devotion to the gods.


    One is a fixed belief, requiring a temple to be built and worship maintained for life �C a long-term contract; the other occurs when one has received a deity��s favor, necessitating prayers and sacrifices afterwards to repay this favor �C a short-term contract.


    The Sea God Temple��s offer clearly allowed Thessaly to adopt the second form of cooperation.


    By a single sacrifice, one could gain the assistance of the Sea God Temple, a deal that clearly favored Thessaly.


    But...


    ��Could Poseidon really restrain himself?��


    Cainis glanced skeptically at the trio from the Sea God Temple in the hall.


    ��I think King Admetos had better be careful not to be sold out without even realizing it.��


    Upon hearing this, Telamon sighed, forced to explain.


    ��The king certainly realizes that the Sea God Temple��s concessions come with ulterior motives, but they brought something to Thessaly that cannot be refused.��


    ��What?��


    ��Bronze! Tons of it! Enough to mix into the building materials to erect an iron fortress for Thessaly!��


    Telamon solemnly explained, pulling out a prepared sketch and handing it to the allies present.


    ��Once it��s built, even if the Gigantes launch an earthquake, Thessaly will stand firm, sparing many of its citizens from disaster. Considering this, the king agreed to Sea God Temple��s involvement and asked me to explain the reasoning to you all, hoping you can understand his difficulties and temporarily set aside any prejudices to collectively face the crisis in Thessaly.��


    Even though everyone knew that the Sea God Temple��s participation clearly wasn��t without self-interest.


    But considering the formidable fighting strength and the numerous giants �� last time, they had only sent a well-known giant, Antaeus, and nearly succeeded in wiping out Thessaly.


    For the greater good, Thessaly had no choice but to seize the olive branch extended by the Sea God Temple.


    In consideration of King Admetos��s position, everyone reluctantly accepted this reality, steadied their minds, and followed Telamon into the hall.


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 Chapter 539: 50 The Essence of Backstabbing

    Chapter 539: Chapter 50 The Essence of Backstabbing


    In the hall.


    Upon seeing Luo En and his company arrive, Hercules�� rugged face broke into a smile. He quickly got up and waved, inviting the influential member of the Dionysian Sect to sit next to him and drink merrily together.


    Luo En smiled and nodded, accepting the invitation to sit next to Hercules. Helen, Medea, Hippolyta, and Cainis followed suit.


    The twins and Telamon naturally took their seats opposite them, joining the three representatives from the Sea God Temple.


    With everyone officially in place, King Admetos clapped his hands, summoning the maids to present a sumptuous feast and prized wines, to entertain the allies from afar.


    Rising to glance around, Admetos displayed a humble and courteous smile, unconcerned about flaunting his royal status, and personally served wine to each table, expressing his gratitude earnestly.


    ...


    The allies present represented not only themselves but also the forces behind them, and honestly, he could not afford to offend any of them.


    Hercules and ��Xilas�� were loyal to the Divine King Zeus and spokespersons for the Olympus lineage, symbolizing Thessaly��s primal faith;


    Triton and his two companions from the Sea God Temple had the backing of Poseidon and a large faction of sea gods. They had brought significant amounts of valuable copper, enhancing Thessaly��s defensive capabilities by several levels;


    The teacher and student from the Academy of Athens, Medea was a saint of the Dionysian Sect, another a direct disciple of the Great Witch Circe, affiliated with War God Mountain. The Goddess of Wisdom Athena and that mortal shepherd held extraordinary influence across various city-states.


    Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors, loyal to the Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, were exactly the army-level combat group Thessaly desperately needed;


    ��Rest assured, Your Majesty, Medea and I will not disappoint you,�� Luo En replied, placing his hand on his chest and nodding.


    With a firm response, Admetos breathed a sigh of relief.


    Although the Sea God Temple had brought Thessaly��s most scarce and precious materials, for safety��s sake, he still did not dare to entrust the task of designing the city defenses to Triton and his associates.


    On the other hand, the two allies from Athens, who had experience in building and defending cities in Arcadia and had less entwined interests with Thessaly, appeared much more reliable.


    After all, two of the chief gods on War God Mountain, one was the former mother of mankind, the other the current shepherd of mankind.


    They had neither reason nor incentive to stab him in the back.


    Seeing that the trio from the Sea God Temple did not raise any objections, Admetos finally put his mind at ease and proceeded to share another recent discovery with all his allies.


    ��Everyone, since the last siege, the Cottus Clan has been silent, almost as if they have vanished from this land.��


    ��Vanished?��


    ��Yes, we dispatched a demigod of Hermes to explore the tunnels the giants excavated, but it was a fruitless search. Moreover, there have been no sightings of the giant clan��s activities in the nearby cities of Thessaly...��


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 Chapter 540: 50 The Essence of Backstabbing_2

    Chapter 540: Chapter 50 The Essence of Backstabbing_2


    Admetos paused, a frown furrowing his brow.


    ��Although this seems like good news, I always feel they won��t just let things slide so easily,��


    ��As far as I know, when a boxer pulls back his arm and hides his fists, it��s often not because he��s retreating, but because he wants to swing an even more powerful next punch,��


    Polux, one of the Sparta twins skilled in boxing, cited his own observations and experiences to seriously caution King Admetos.


    ��You��re right,�� Luo En nodded in agreement, swirling the cup in his hand and musing aloud, ��The Thessaly region was once the battlefield of the Titan war. The Giant Spirit Clan can awaken the Divinity and Divine Power of the Twelve Titans to the greatest extent underground. This place is the perfect bridgehead for counterattacking the surface, and they certainly won��t let things slide. Moreover, they seem to have already rebuilt temples underground in Thessaly to worship the Old Gods, making it even less likely they will abandon this pre-selected Holy Land. So the Giant Spirit Clan will surely make a comeback; it��s just a matter of time.��


    ��I understand what you��re saying, naturally,��


    ...


    Admetos nodded, but his face couldn��t help revealing a resigned wry smile.


    ��But these earth moles have the blessing of the Divine Authority of the earth, leaving no trace as they come and go, always hiding in the intricate underground caves. Even if I wanted to find their lair and figure out what they are plotting behind the scenes, it��s easier said than done,��


    Upon hearing this, everyone else couldn��t help but feel a headache coming on.


    The enemy lurks in the shadows while we are exposed; it��s indeed a troublesome problem that requires constant vigilance.


    But after discussing the matter, they didn��t really have any better solutions and couldn��t finish the job all at once. So they could only focus on strengthening Thessaly��s defenses and preparing for the upcoming fierce battle.


    After the two issues were discussed in succession, the banquet entered into a more joyful and relaxed phase.


    Medea had her eye on the exquisite pastries and wandered around foraging;


    Cainis, slightly tipsy, swayed her hips in the middle of the venue, dancing a fiery hot dance;


    Helen, driven by an unexplainable competitive spirit, followed with a ritual dance she was good at, displaying her graceful and elegant temperament with every move, winning cheers from everyone;


    Subsequently, there were friendly matches like Telamon and Hercules wrestling, Polux and the Mechanical God Ares boxing, and other such light-hearted entertainment programs, filling the hall with a harmonious atmosphere.


    Just as Aphrodite in the gazebo furrowed her brow and murmured to herself, a distant whisper floated to her ears.


    ��Mmm, you smell so good...��


    The sudden warm breath sent a shiver down the Mechanical God��s spine. She quickly leaped away, instinctively entering a state of alert.


    ��Why so tense? I��m the one you beckoned, right?��


    Luo En looked at the startle-response Aphrodite and showed a reproachful gaze.


    ��It��s your fault for appearing suddenly behind me and making me so nervous,��


    Aphrodite regained her composure, her charming face displaying a hint of annoyance.


    ��Alright, my bad,��


    Luo En raised his hands in surrender and then got straight to the point.


    ��So, what��s the matter you wanted to see me about so late in private?��


    ��Of course, to do things that two people should do in private,��


    Aphrodite stepped forward, her fingertip tracing circles gently on Luo En��s chest, her voice ripe with innuendo.


    ��Here?�� Luo En first looked puzzled, then moved his hand toward his belt.


    Seeing this, Aphrodite stiffens, ��What are you doing?��


    ��Obviously, getting to the point,�� Luo En answered as if it was the most natural thing, then remembered to urge, ��I don��t know when the feast will end, and there are too many people coming and going here, so you��d better hurry up too.��


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 Chapter 16 12 How Will You Repay What You Owe Me?

    A snake-patterned twelve-sided die tumbled across the stone table with each flick of pale fingers, the pleasure in the curve of cherry lips beneath a veil obvious.


    "It seems you''ve been taught well."


    "Thanks to your grace, Lady Goddess."


    Luo En closed the doors of the temple and sat down at the stone table, giving insincere compliments to a certain creditor with a forced smile on his face.


    "Oh, by the way, should I address you as ''Persephone'' Your Highness?"


    "We are born nameless; a name is just a handle, call me whatever you prefer."


    The smile remained on the face of the "Queen of the Underworld" across from him as she spoke indifferently.


    I don''t believe you for a second!


    Luo En''s somber gaze drifted over the head of this "Queen of the Underworld" and settled on the statue of the goddess with three faces and six arms in the main hall, as he sneered internally.


    Mingyue''s Hecate, strictly speaking, was a goddess who did not clearly belong to the Heavenly Gods or Earth Deities. In a world where divine attributes are categorized, she represented a certain kind of game, joy, chance, and the randomness of fate. She could be beneficial to someone or harmful, and the other party would be none the wiser.


    For Hecate could bestow luck or misfortune at will.


    She could make fish species plentiful in the waters or drive them to extinction, and it was the same for birds in the sky and livestock on the ground. In the world of the gods, she represented an element of chance, adding a touch of luck. Zeus and Gaea stretched out time, and they could predict how time would unfold; whereas Hecate would smear a bit of lubricant into the gears, leaving a bit of unpredictability, and that made the world turn more smoothly.


    She interfered with the birth of infants, the education of children, the creation of wealth, and the affairs of mortals such as fishing and sailing. In later times, it was said that apart from the Sun God Helios, only she witnessed Hades, the God of the Underworld, abducting Persephone. She helped Demeter, the Agriculture God, find her daughter, becoming the protector and godmother of the Queen of the Underworld in the Netherworld...


    ����The protector and godmother of the Queen of the Underworld Persephone...


    ����Representing[a certain game], [joy], [chance], and [the randomness of fate]...


    These records in [TheoGraph] undoubtedly corresponded closely with the creditor before Luo En''s eyes.


    Therefore, the true identity of this "Queen of the Underworld" was practically self-evident.


    Moreover, this was Hecate''s temple, who else but the goddess herself could appear here so silently?


    Obviously, his drifting to Aiaia, being picked up and raised by the enchantress Circe, was no coincidence; everything was within this goddess''s control.


    After all, which creditor would let their debtor off the hook so easily based on a few words?


    As for that favorite disciple of Hecate, his dear foster mother and teacher, the Great Witch Circe - whether she knew the inside story or had a part in it...


    Each time Luo En thought of the wise look in that foolish bird''s eyes, and the several instances she''d nearly "nurtured" him to death, he immediately shook his head, dismissing such speculations from his mind.


    Quickly organizing his thoughts, Luo En managed a strained politeness and said, "What brings you to this godforsaken island instead of enjoying the Netherworld?"


    His words seemed imbued with an apparent disdain.


    "Naturally, it is to visit my adorable disciple and grand-disciple," responded Hecate, ignoring the tone. With her delicate hand propping her mysteriously beautiful profile, her interested gaze scrutinized the "grand-disciple" before her.


    That familiar feeling took Luo En back to the past, transforming back into the piece of pork that once lay on the chopping board.


    A shiver ran through him.


    Unable to help himself, Luo En twitched the corners of his mouth and hurriedly, albeit reluctantly, stopped the goddess''s "loving gaze" with a forced chuckle on his face.


    "Your timing is impeccable, I just have some questions about magic I was hoping to discuss with you."


    "Do you want to know the fastest way to ascension as a demigod?"


    Hecate smiled faintly, directly uncovering the grand-disciple''s purpose.


    Clearly, this goddess had not refrained from secretly spying on him.


    Luo En wondered just how many times this woman had leered at him since his youth.


    Realizing this, Luo En felt a momentary tightening and discomfort, but considering the vast difference in their statuses and power, he had no choice but to swallow his frustration and nod in agreement.


    "I do know that," came the light, pleasing voice, leaving Luo En momentarily thrilled.


    But before he could maintain his smile for a few seconds, Hecate tilted her head and looked at him slyly, her tone suddenly shifting, "But why should I tell you?"


    "..."


    Seeing that playing on sympathy was ineffective, Luo En''s pursed lips twitched silently, and he could only inwardly scorn his so-called ancestral master.


    Meanwhile, Hecate was in no hurry, idly flicking the snake-patterned twelve-sided die on the table, waiting with a smile.


    After a brief silence, Luo En conceded defeat and resignedly complied.


    "Alright, old rules, if I win, you tell me the method."


    "Deal!"


    With these words, Hecate readily agreed.


    Under the expectant gaze of his mentor, Luo En very reluctantly took out from under the long table a storage compartment, a wooden board divided into squares and dyed with different pigments, and two marble boxes, each containing 16 black and white chess pieces.


    Based on the layout of the chessboard and the number of pieces, one could clearly make out the contours of international chess.


    However, to conform to local customs, the figures carved on the pieces were modeled after more Greece-oriented characters like kings, legion commanders, famous mythical creatures, and so on.


    In plain terms, it was a pirated version of international chess.


    The only reason for creating this was to keep the gambling goddess in front of him occupied, so she wouldn''t come to Aiaia Island to wander around and constantly seek entertainment around him.


    Incidentally, he could also use the chess bets as a way to gain some advantages from Hecate''s hands.


    But to his surprise, as soon as Hecate started playing, she developed a strong interest in this kind of intellectual chess game and learned it very quickly.


    After just over a dozen matches, Luo En''s mind was almost emptied of strategies and chess moves by the opponent, and the battles on the chessboard became increasingly fierce.


    Seeing that he, the founder, was about to be defeated by a student he had only taught for a few days, Luo En decided it was best to quit while ahead and permanently closed the game, resolutely refusing to play chess with Hecate again.


    However, to a gambling addict, winning or losing didn''t matter.


    The worst punishment was not allowing her to continue gambling.


    For this reason, Hecate, who was itching for a game, would swing by now and then using various methods to coax Luo En into resuming their betting games.


    And today, she finally got her wish.


    After setting up the chessboard and placing the pieces, Luo En immediately took out another snakeskin-patterned twelve-sided die from the box.


    "Rules as usual, whoever rolls the higher number goes first."


    "Wait a second."


    However, just as Luo En was about to open his fingers and roll the die to determine the playing order, Hecate lifted her gaze with a playful smile.


    "You seem to have forgotten to say what will happen if you lose?"


    "Have I?"


    Luo En forced a smile, dodging the question.


    "Games are all about having fun, aren''t they?"


    With that, he subtly released his fingers, trying to roll the die first.


    But in the face of absolute power, such cunning was in vain. Hecate merely smiled and raised her hand slightly, and Luo En became like a frozen statue, losing control of his body and could only move his head.


    "Fun is indeed important, but fairness is even more important in a game."


    Hecate swayed her pale finger in front of Luo En''s eyes, smiling as she laid out the rules.


    "If I lose, I have to give you what I own; correspondingly, if you lose, you have to pay the same price. For each game I win, you have to give me something that you own."


    "But what that is, I decide!"


    Luo En''s gaze flashed as he forcefully added his condition.


    "Otherwise, I refuse."


    Hecate looked at the face that read "If you don''t agree, I will resist to the end" and reluctantly nodded in consent.


    "Fine, we''ll do as you said."


    Almost at the same moment, Luo En''s body relaxed, and the die in his hand dropped onto the table, rolling several times before stopping on the number 12.


    "It seems today is your lucky day."


    Hecate glanced over with a teasing look and casually threw her die.


    It was also twelve.


    But as the rule goes, in the event of a tie, the first player wins.


    The pre-game skirmish settled, a new game formally began.

 Chapter 17 13 No Betting Dog Loses Every Day

    To be on the safe side, Luo En opted for a stable and conservative opening, as usual.


    On the contrary, Hecate, once she made her move, immediately displayed an aggressive sharpness, with almost every step in the ensuing moves being a cutthroat exchange of pieces.


    Wow, such an aggressive strategy...


    Moreover, the expert way she placed her pieces showed that this was not out of temporary impulse, but a linked strategy of offense.


    Clearly, to wipe away the humiliation of her previous defeats in chess, this gambling Goddess must have spent no small amount of time practicing in private, developing her own style, evolving into her complete form.


    Facing this battle-ready stance right from the opening made Luo En feel an enormous pressure, and he immediately cast down his gaze, focusing intently on the tense chessboard, moving his pieces methodically.


    Under her wide-ranging attacks, he tried his best not to make mistakes, adopting a strategy of slow, slicing attacks, like using a soft knife to cut meat, making progress with each step.


    Gradually, Hecate also started to feel the pressure, her brows knitting together unconsciously as she moved faster and faster, reducing the response time she left for her opponent.


    It was a known fact that human reaction and computational power couldn''t match that of the deities, and now Hecate was self-taught and employing the tactics of applying extreme pressure.


    This time, it was Luo En who was sweating profusely.


    "Time''s almost up, haven''t you figured it out yet?"


    Hecate pointed to the nearly empty hourglass on the table and urged with a smile from the side.


    "If you don''t move now, you''re going to lose."


    With no time to think it through, Luo En, forced into a corner, had no choice but to move his chess pieces with a heavy heart.


    But as is known, the likelihood of making mistakes increases significantly when rushed.


    Soon, Luo En found himself in a completely passive position, forced into a brutal exchange of pieces with the fiercely attacking Hecate.


    Even though he was extremely careful and continuously tried to regain the initiative, Hecate didn''t give him the slightest chance.


    After a stalemate of half an hour, Luo En had lost all control of the board, his pieces almost completely shaved off, leaving him no option but to knock over the "King" piece, representing the outcome, and raise his hands in resignation.


    "You win..."


    Having secured a victorious start, a satisfied smile spread across Hecate''s stunning face as she elegantly extended her hand forward.


    "So, where''s my due?"


    Luo En thought for a moment, rolled up his sleeves, and took off a string of Rune Stone bracelets from his wrist, tossing them to the other side.


    Receiving her spoils of war, Hecate''s lips curled in delight, and she looked playfully at her debtor, asking "kindly."


    "That was a close one just now, do you want to continue?"


    "Another round!"


    Luo En, with a dark expression, agreed to the challenge through gritted teeth.


    Where there''s a crying child every night, there''s no constant loser in gambling!


    After all, wasn''t he burdened with the experience of thousands of years of competition, couldn''t he turn the tables before running out of chips?


    I refuse to believe it!


    Having made up his mind, Luo En rolled the dice again according to procedure, choosing the order of play, and faced the Goddess of the Underworld Moon once more.


    Tasting victory, Hecate still adopted her previous exchange tactics and extreme pressure strategy.


    Faced with waves of successive offensives on the chessboard, stronger than the last, Luo En racked his brains and held on persistently.


    But Hecate, after years of refinement, had a playing style that was constantly updated, and not so easily dealt with.


    No matter how stubborn Luo En was, he still managed to crash continuously in the following rounds, his pieces grinded and beaten on the board repeatedly, and he could only stiffen his neck and stand firm.


    "Another round!"


    "Sorry, but you''ve already lost seven rounds in a row, why don''t we settle the debts first?"


    Hecate pressed the chessboard, gently reminding him with a smile.


    A bet''s a bet.


    To have a chance at turning the tables, Luo En had to pay the gambling debts he had incurred.


    After rummaging through his belongings, two Encrypted Rings, a bronze dagger, and a crystal necklace were taken out as collateral.


    These were pretty much all of Luo En''s possessions accumulated over the recent years.


    But even so, it still wasn''t enough.


    Three items were still missing...


    After a moment of hesitation, Luo En seemed to steel his heart, first undoing his coat and shirt, and finally stripping off his trousers, to finally make up seven items for the stakes.


    Hecate patted the spoils carefully stacked next to her with satisfaction, her captivating eyes playfully sizing up the victim across from her who had lost everything but his underwear, her smile becoming ever more radiant.


    At that moment, a cold breeze blew through, causing some of the gamblers who were a bit over their heads to sober up and start thinking about beating a retreat.


    "I mean, being naked in the temple of the Goddess Hecate, that seems a bit out of line. How about we..."


    "Don''t worry, she won''t mind."


    The rightful owner of the temple waved her hand generously, not minding this so-called "great disrespect," and instead eagerly rolled the dice first, declaring the start of a new round of the game.


    As a deity representing "a certain game," "randomness," and "joy," the discomfort of others was undoubtedly a pleasure for her.


    ����Especially when it came to the opponent who had once defeated her with trickery.


    Facing the Goddess''s assertive invitation, Luo En, unable to break free from his seat, braced himself for another round of battle and started a new game.


    Then, without a doubt, he lost another round.


    As the dust settled, Hecate propped her chin in one hand, her smile brimming as she watched the other side, eagerly awaiting for her opponent to remove his last piece of modesty.


    Luo En, like a wronged little white rabbit, trembled as he spread his hand to reveal the item for settling the debt.


    Hecate''s smile froze as she looked at the slightly curled silver hair on the table.


    ����A single hair?


    "Aren''t you being a bit too shameless?" the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, acting as the creditor, could hardly keep her composure, her veil barely concealing the grinding of her teeth.


    "I''ve lost, and I''ll pay with what I have, but what I pay is for me to decide."


    Luo En ran a hand through the silver hair that fell over his forehead, calmly restating the conditions set before the game started, the feigned humiliation on his face replaced by an innocent smile.


    "I am paying the gambling stakes entirely by the rules. You shouldn''t slander my good name out of thin air."


    "You''ll meet all the requirements, but you never give what people really want!"


    Hecate''s brow furrowed with a cold laugh, piercing through the facade of the nefarious character.


    Probably from the very beginning, this fellow had never planned to fulfill his promises honestly.


    Under Hecate''s disdainful gaze, Luo En spread his hands and blinked earnestly.


    "If you think this game is unfair, how about we call it off?"


    "..."


    After a brief silence, Hecate bit her silver teeth and hatefully tossed her dice.


    "Continue!"


    Hmm, he''s taken the bait.


    Luo En''s lips curled up in pleasure, a smile of unsurprise spreading across his face.


    Because that''s what gambling addicts are like.


    To them, it doesn''t matter whether they win or lose.


    The greatest punishment is not allowing them to continue gambling.


    And if they continue without restraint, even the cleverest of gamblers will eventually lose everything they have.


    Besides, as the dealer, it seemed like he had plenty of chips.

 Chapter 18 14 Ares, Im coming to bull you!

    Luo En touched the head of hair that would make any programmer envious and muttered to himself.


    According to the loopholes he had deliberately left earlier, it wasn''t that he couldn''t afford to give up concepts such as "misfortune," "melancholy," "pain," "curse," and so on, but the more intangible and unquantifiable the chip, the easier it was to be exploited, ultimately backfiring on oneself.


    So for the sake of caution, he still preferred to make a small physical sacrifice.


    Compared with losing a few hairs, getting a quick promotion to demigod was a downright steal.


    After some contemplation, Luo En stretched lazily, comfortably moving his pieces around the board, engaging in a series of trials and battles.


    Honestly, combining Hecate''s gambit tactics and extreme pressure was quite challenging to deal with.


    But as far as this game was concerned, she was still a novice, and her offensive routines and methods were limited to a few repetitive combinations.


    Whereas Luo En had the chess strategies and set patterns accumulated by humanity over thousands of years in his head. Once he grasped Hecate''s approach and stabilized his position, he could devise a strategy to counterattack.


    Finally, after sacrificing about thirty strands of his hair, Luo En used a set play involving "pawn promotion" and "pawn checkmates king" to drive Hecate into a corner from which there was no escape.


    "General!"


    As Luo En advanced the magical beast piece representing the chariot on the board, combined with the promoted pawn, he closed off the enemy king''s last retreat, leaving Hecate no choice but to topple her pieces, pinching her nose in defeat.


    "So, according to our agreement, isn''t it time for you to tell me how to achieve ascension to demigod as quickly as possible, Lady Goddess?"


    "It''s simple. Drip your blood onto that die and silently think of what you desire, then throw the corresponding number, and it will guide you."


    Though a gambler, being a genuine goddess, Hecate still had the basic integrity of accepting a wager''s outcome and straightforwardly revealed the method.


    Use it?


    Following Hecate''s gaze, Luo En eyed the twelve-sided die with serpent designs in front of him, his pupils subtly flickering.


    This object was his extra prize for winning that resurrection game and originally belonged to Hecate, one of a pair.


    "The twelve sides of the die are not only inscribed with numbers but the symbols that constitute the numbers also correspond to the Twelve Olympians that rule over Greece, or the current order of ''The World.'' Since you wish to elevate your bloodline to that of a demigod, you will need to find an opportunity in ''The World,'' and it will give you an answer."


    Hecate twirled the other twelve-sided serpent-patterned die in her hand, smiling as she explained.


    "This is not an ordinary gift, but a ''Blessing of Fate.''


    "Really? I always have the feeling that ''Fate'' doesn''t seem too fond of me."


    Luo En looked skeptically at the twelve-sided die on the table.


    Hecate neither confirmed nor denied, smiling faintly and extending her pale right hand.


    "As agreed, I have told you everything. It''s up to you to believe it or not. If you don''t need it, then please return it to me."


    After a moment''s hesitation, Luo En made up his mind quickly.


    After all, when you''re already at the bottom, the only way left is up!


    What''s there to fear? Why not go all in on this hand?


    With a single thought, the world suddenly seemed vast and open.


    Luo En immediately bit his index finger, squeezed out a drop of gold-red blood under Hecate''s smiling watch, and let it fall onto the twelve-sided die. Then, after closing his eyes and silently counting for a few seconds, he resolutely tossed the die onto the table.


    The bloodstained die rolled a few times on the table before settling on the pattern formed by eight intersecting blood-red spears.


    "Eight? The War God? Congratulations, you''ve received Ares'' blessing,"


    Hecate glanced at the die and snapped her fingers with a light laugh.


    At the same moment, the twelve-sided die on the table buzzed and vibrated, turning into a crimson light that shot into Luo En''s chest at the speed of lightning, merging into the pitch-black curse mark that Hecate had engraved on him, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.


    ��This emblem was a circle with a spiral-shaped labyrinth in the center.


    ��The labyrinth symbolized rebirth, and the spiral at its heart represented thought and soul.


    ��Its name, the Wheel of Hecate.


    At this moment, within Luo En''s sea of consciousness, a sound akin to gear-and-cog friction arose as the Labyrinth, transformed from the Wheel of Hecate, revolved and restructured into an ancient, mottled bronze altar.


    And as the bloodstained twelve-sided die landed at the center of the altar, a thick blood-red haze spread out, weaving into a crimson oracle.


    ����[Slay 100 gold-ranked Sea Beasts to complete the Sacrifice to the Gods.]


    Luo En was somewhat puzzled, voicing the information in his mind and frowning as he questioned Hecate across from him.


    "What does this mean?"


    "If I''m not mistaken, you should carry the bloodline of the War God Ares."


    Hecate asked in return with a smile while flicking another twelve-sided die in her hand.


    Luo En pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.


    The City Builder of Thebes, Cadmus, had been forced to serve the War God Ares for eight years as punishment for killing Ares''s dragon.


    Thereafter, with the intervention of the gods, the two reconciled, and Zeus gave Harmonia, the daughter of Ares and Aphrodite (representing the Goddess of harmony and conciliation), to Cadmus in marriage to compensate for his eight years of servitude.


    According to the family tree, his own now-deceased mother Semele was one of the four children of Cadmus and Harmonia.


    Which is to say, besides Zeus, Luo En also had the blood of the War God Ares and the Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite in his veins.


    Now, receiving affirmation, Hecate smiled and provided further interpretation.


    "The answer is simple. If an ordinary mixed-blood hero wishes to become a Demigod, they need to refine themselves over time, gradually awakening the Divinity within them to ignite the divine flame and complete the Ascension.


    But now the Dice has presented you with the shortcut you desire.


    ����Simply fulfill the requirement of the sacrifice to Ares, and it will allow you to temporarily steal the blessing of the divine authority of war. At that time, the Divine Blood of the same origin within you will be able to gather enough Divinity both internally and externally through a frenzy of slaughter and combat, thus igniting the divine flame within."


    Hiss~!


    Upon hearing Hecate''s description, Luo En took in a sharp breath.


    This gamble seems to be quite significant.


    In a certain sense, this action amounts to bypassing Ares, the legitimate War God, and riding on the divine authority of war like an audacious stunt for a while.


    Although Ares is often the butt of jokes in various versions of mythology and epics, holding little clout amongst the Twelve Olympians,


    it all depends on who is holding the leash!


    Expecting me, a mere sixteen-year-old of the Gold rank, to cuckold a legitimate deity of Olympus for his divine authority isn''t just playing with fire��it''s downright suicide!


    "You must be really eager to see me die quickly, aren''t you?"


    Luo En said with a dark expression, sarcastically exposing the malicious intent of the unscrupulous creditor before him.


    "Don''t worry, Olympus won''t notice what you''re doing."


    Hecate smiled indifferently and spun the die on the table with her hand, speaking in a meaningful and profound tone.


    "Because, ''inevitable fate'' cannot predict the ''Dice of Chance''..."


    Luo En''s eyes flashed with contemplation, and the heart that had been suspended in his chest slowly settled somewhat.


    As a competent gambler, she wouldn''t make the foolish move of carelessly throwing away the chips.


    At least, she would wait until I had created enough value or corresponding amusement before reaping them.


    Given that...


    Luo En closed his eyes, reflected seriously for a moment, then suddenly opened his purple eyes wide, clenched his fist, and his lips curled into a hint of a mad arc.


    High risk, high reward, It''s showtime!


    ����Ares, are you ready? I''m coming to ride you hard!

 Chapter 19 15 Circe, Coin Burst!

    On the island of Aiaia, the night was tranquil as water, with the waning moon hanging high in the sky.


    Accompanying the arrival of mealtime, wafts of rich food aromas drifted from the treetop house.


    "Tomorrow morning, I''d like to leave the island for a bit."


    "You''re leaving?"


    Circe, who was cheerfully bustling about the dinner table, lifted her head in astonishment, the smile on her face somewhat frozen.


    Luo En put down the spoon he was holding and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.


    "Don''t worry, I''m just going to practice on some nearby targets to see if I can find a way to break through."


    "Really?"


    Hearing such an explanation, the gloom on Circe''s face lessened a bit, and she skeptically sniffed with her aquiline nose, leaning in to smell Luo En all over in a whirl of sniffing, her gaze sharpening instantly.


    "That''s the scent of lying!"


    "Smack!"


    A loud thwack landed on Circe''s head, and Luo En, with a dark face, pointed behind her.


    "What lying scent, if you don''t turn around this instant, you''ll end up setting the kitchen on fire!"


    At once, Circe shuddered, looked up to see the bubbling cauldron on the stove, its edges already turning red, and her face paled as she darted into the disastrous scene with a shriek.


    "Ah, my Hoo Koo E Koo 3.0!"


    A quarter of an hour later, the Great Witch of Aiaia, with a soot-covered face, emerged from the smoke-filled kitchen carrying half a pot of salvaged barley porridge.


    Her once fair face was now pitch black, leaving only two colorful eyes rapidly moving about; the sharpness and profundity that had burst forth earlier had vanished, replaced only with an aura of "wisdom."


    Luo En, sitting at the dining table, twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head, hand on forehead.


    "You''re leaving tomorrow morning, are you? This meal just happens to be for your send-off."


    Circe, unfazed, cleaned her face with fresh water and enthusiastically pitched her masterpiece to her beloved apprentice.


    "Come on, try my newly concocted barley porridge, just out of the pot, guaranteed fresh!"


    Luo En glanced at the thick green potion-like broth and the few suspicious charred chunks reminiscent of burnt crocodile skin floating at the bottom, then smelled the heavy burnt odor in the air, his eyelids twitching.


    He suspected that one bowl of this would certainly send him off immediately.


    "It''s burnt; next time, for sure!"


    Luo En maintained a stiff smile on his face, pushing away the bowl, and declined what was either a well-meaning or malevolent gesture from Circe.


    Then, without waiting for Circe to react, he smoothly withdrew from the dining table and, from beneath the floor of his bedroom, he brought out a sealed pottery jar and placed it on the table.


    "As it happens, I made some drinks earlier too; let''s have mine first."


    As he spoke, the old seal on the pottery jar was broken, releasing a rich and extraordinary fruity fragrance.


    The mouth of the jar tilted, pouring a stream of purplish-red nectar into an empty bowl, shimmering with an amber glow.


    Circe''s aquiline nose twitched, and her eyes brightened, "That smells wonderful, did you make it with grapes?"


    Luo En smiled and nodded, took up the pottery bowl, and passed it to his Enchantress teacher. "Authentic grape juice, have a taste."


    Circe took the pottery bowl, curiously examining the clear liquid inside, but didn''t rush to drink. Instead, with narrowed eyes, she suspiciously glanced at her apprentice.


    "Something''s not right, you''ve never been this attentive before. You wouldn''t have poisoned it, would you?"


    "Yes, yes, I''ve poisoned it," Luo En rolled his eyes and stepped forward to take the jar away.


    "Don''t bluff me, it''s clearly grape juice!"


    However, before Luo En could reach out, Circe snatched the jar away, confidently puffing up her chest.


    "Hmph, and even if you did poison it, I wouldn''t be afraid! You learned potion-making from me, and with your skills, you certainly couldn''t poison me!"


    As she spoke, the enchantress curled her lips upwards and, unexpectedly, lifted the clay jar, pouring the entire jug of grape juice down her throat.


    "You, you drank it all?"


    Luo En looked at Circe with her rounded belly in astonishment, his expression dazed and complex.


    "Heh, of course!"


    Circe proudly tilted her chin up, her lips parting in a sly smile that betrayed her underlying scheme.


    "Hmph, all the drinks you''ve hidden have been finished off, and now... now... obediently drink my barley porridge... drink... drink it all up!"


    However, for some reason, her thoughts were growing sluggish, her speech increasingly slurred, a searing heat boiled inside her body, her feet felt as if stepping on tufts of cotton, her body swaying left and right without strength, and the scenery before her eyes kept spinning and splitting.


    "Weird... why have you... why have you turned into... two?"


    Circe held a soup bowl full of barley porridge in one hand and scratched her head with the other, her fair face flushed red as if set ablaze.


    "To let you taste it slowly, and you went ahead and drank it all..."


    Watching the Witch of the Eagle spinning around beside him, Luo En''s mouth twitched slightly as he helplessly rubbed his forehead.


    "How do you feel now?"


    "My head''s... a bit dizzy... but... it''s awesome!"


    Circe raised a clenched fist in the air, revealing an unusual level of excitement.


    "Then what''s this number?"


    "Ten!"


    The enchantress answered cheerfully and with pride.


    "Congratulations, you got it right!"


    Luo En complimented loudly, while hiding his right hand that was showing two fingers behind his back, and satisfiedly nodded at the silly bird whose thinking was clearly becoming fragmented.


    Well, she''s crippled now.


    It seems that just like the accounts in the epics, even a demigod cannot resist this kind of magic potion called "wine."


    Especially the grape wine that he had personally brewed and refined.


    Luo En pushed away the Exiko 3.0 in front of him, hefted the empty clay jar on the table, with the corners of his lips curving up in a delighted arc.


    A few years ago, in his spare time, he had gathered the grapes from the island and, using the natural fermentation method mentioned in ancient books that he remembered, attempted to make a batch of homemade wine.


    This method didn''t require adding distiller''s yeast; it relied on the wild yeast that naturally grows on the grape skins and, through sealing and temperature control, fermented the grapes into wine.


    Whether it was due to the talents brought by his bloodline and divinity is unknown, but he had an acute sense and awareness for brewing-related matters, far exceeding that of ordinary people.


    The experiment was not only a success on the first try but also achieved the standard of craft brewing.


    These wines that were stored in advance were originally intended for that gambling goddess.


    However, considering the great risk and her keen senses, he couldn''t take the chance of ending up losing what he tried to gain.


    As a result, his first successful batch was used on this silly bird, Circe.


    Initially, he had only intended to casually drink a few glasses under the pretense and get his witch teacher drunk.


    But to his surprise, either from overconfidence or true bravery, she had gone ahead and drunk the entire jug of his finely brewed grape wine in one go.


    Now, she probably won''t wake up for three to five days.


    But just right...


    Luo En looked up at Circe who was now deeply asleep, lying on the table, snoozing away, and walked towards the Great Witch of Aiaia, rubbing his hands together. The handsome face shrouded in the night revealed a mischievously evil smile.


    Teacher, after tormenting me to death and back for so long, now it''s finally your turn to cough up the gold coins.

 Chapter 20 16: Every Mage Has a Melee Dream

    At dawn, as the sunrise began, the remaining night faded, leaving a touch of obscurity. A sturdy cedar boat cut through the dim mist over the sea and washed ashore on a sandy beach.


    Arrived!


    Luo En on the boat looked up at the silhouette of a deserted island ahead, his spirits lifted. He immediately jumped off the deck, grabbed the rope, and tied the boat to a nearby rock. He moved to higher ground to look into the distance.


    The island, no more than a dozen square kilometers, lay within his wide field of view from above.


    The island was relatively desolate and narrow, surrounded by piles of grotesque, jutting rocks. There was almost no vegetation or animals, and one could faintly detect a strong scent of sulfur.


    As a place to live, it was indeed quite shabby and barren; but as a hunting ground, it couldn''t be more perfect.


    Because this was an island recently formed by the accumulation of debris that had emerged following an underwater volcanic eruption.


    It was not marked on any sea chart, so naturally, there was little chance of intruders disturbing the peace.


    Moreover, these new volcanic rock islands often did not last long before disintegrating under the onslaught of waves and underwater currents, sinking back into the sea��a spot that spared one the trouble of cleaning up and erasing traces.


    Throughout history, many islands that suddenly appeared and disappeared were of this same nature.


    Having inspected his secret base prepared in advance, Luo En nodded with satisfaction. He chose a relatively elevated and secluded area along the coast, and then casually scattered a handful of Two-legged Flying Dragon teeth, which he had collected, onto the land in front of him.


    A dozen dagger-sized, ghostly white dragon teeth scattered on the ground began to take root on their own. Like seeds bursting with vitality, they frantically absorbed the magic power from the earth and air, growing rapidly, twisting, and transforming into bony soldiers with slight draconic features, silently standing before Luo En, awaiting his commands.


    The Spartos, dragon-tooth warriors, are a widely-known summoning secret technique in Greek magic. Derived from dragon material, they are much harder, more flexible, and have better magic conductivity than ordinary skeletons and departed souls, making them reliable servants.


    Luo En''s summoning skills were not all that profound, but his talent for utilizing dragon-tooth warriors seemed astonishing.


    Of course, this was probably a gift of his bloodline.


    Legend has it that the hero Cadmus, during his quest to find his sister Europa who was abducted by Zeus, killed Ares'' poison dragon. The Goddess of Wisdom, Athena, instructed Cadmus to overturn the earth and plant the dragon''s teeth in the ground.


    Afterward, the dragon teeth sown in the earth became a fully-armed army of warriors. These warriors fought each other, and the last surviving five were called "Spartos," meaning "sown," hence the forebears of the dragon-tooth warriors.


    These dragon-tooth warriors helped Cadmus establish the city described in the Apollo''s oracle and, by divine decree, named it Thebes��Luo En''s nominal hometown.


    Therefore, summoning dragon-tooth warriors could be regarded as a talent passed down from his ancestors.


    Thanks to this bloodline gift, even with ordinary Two-legged Flying Dragon teeth and his own gold-rank level, Luo En was able to summon a silver-rank squad of dragon-tooth warriors as his vassals.


    These servants might not count for much on the Sea of Okeanos, but as labor, they were more than suitable.


    "Get to work."


    As soon as the dozen or so dragon-tooth warriors had formed, Luo En waved his hand and issued his command.


    Suddenly, the dragon-tooth warriors split into two groups. One headed towards the shore to transport the large and small supplies from the ship''s cabin, while the other stayed to drive stakes into the ground, beginning the construction of a campsite with multiple purposes such as a rest area, a defense post, and a magic workshop.


    These indefatigable, tireless laborers completed the task impressively in just two or three hours and then stood on guard near the campsite awaiting orders.


    Looking at the sun, which had not yet reached its zenith, Luo En stretched his body and began leisurely to inventory his previous acquisitions from the big and small dozen or so packages.


    In terms of magic potions, he had 10 bottles of energy tonic, 7 coagulants, 5 bottles each of paralysis and weakness potions, 6 bottles of lethal poison...and two jars of Hygieian Porridge which he didn''t quite know how to evaluate...


    In terms of materials, there were 32 gems, 18 of which had been used, inscribed with magic arrays, and 14 which were unused raw stones.


    Additionally, there were 12 mature Mandrake, three bottles of mint oil for meditative mosquito repelling, a few Dragon Teeth and Dragon Scales, and some other miscellaneous items such as herbs, ores, dried food, and clean water to carry...


    Finally, on the equipment side:


    Four Rune Rings, a bronze longsword, a dusty breastplate, a bronze hunting bow, and two quivers of Bronze Arrows...


    Looking at the strategic reserves that filled his vision, Luo En''s unconsciously raised lips sketched a pleased curve, and his mind couldn''t help but project the image of a Great Witch, waking up to find her small vault plundered, lying on the ground crying and making a scene in her pathetic state.


    Indeed, these were the gold coins that the dear Enchantress teacher had given him before she left.


    After all, Luo En had almost lost his entire savings during the chess bet with Hecate.


    But the "Rite of Ascension" to Demigod was already strung on the bow, ready to be released.


    After much thought, a certain unscrupulous good student simply set his sights on Circe.


    There was no help for it, there were only two bosses on the entire Aiaia Island that could drop equipment.


    He was definitely no match for the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate, and wasn''t sure about setting a trap either.


    For the benefit of the students, he had to sacrifice his Enchantress teacher a bit.


    All these were to be taken as a bit of spiritual compensation for the many years she had tormented him to near death.


    While justifying his unscrupulous behavior to himself, Luo En familiarized himself with the new equipment he had smoothly taken from Circe.


    When it comes to weapons, the feel is very important.


    If a mistake were to happen during the upcoming actions because of this, it would be both stupid and fatal.


    After a simple test, Luo En had a general understanding of the few pieces of equipment he had acquired.


    The four rings each possessed protective, offensive, concealing, and recovery effects, and the gems embedded on the outside were each infused with magic power of the four basic elements of water, fire, earth, and air, forming a perfect cycle in secret, allowing the user to significantly amplify their manipulation of Hermes Script.


    Evidently, this was a complete set of magical gear, with the excellent performance and belonged to Circe''s treasured collection.


    As for items like the bronze longsword, breastplate, bronze hunting bow, and the two quivers of bronze arrows, their specific origins were indiscernible, and they still bore some rust and battle damage, clearly having quite a history.


    They were most likely high-quality gear that fell into the sea after a battle among gods or a major conflict then were inadvertently picked up by Circe as part of her collection.


    But because they were of no use to her and she lacked interest, Circe had not repaired them, simply allowing them to lay in her warehouse gathering dust.


    Now, most of the Rune augmentation on the surface and the spirit within the weapons had been lost.


    Yet even so, these items still possessed the quality of gold, allowing Luo En to fully utilize his own combat abilities.


    Such a waste of treasures made Luo En quite regretful.


    After all, every Mage has a dream of close combat, especially an unconventional sorcerer like him.


    As long as they were usable, that was fine; the rest could wait for later.


    With a swing of the bronze longsword in his hands, the blade made a low woosh as it sliced through the air, and Luo En''s deep gaze stretched towards the expansive and profound Sea of Occhanos.


    Everything was ready, the hunt was about to begin!

 Chapter 21 17 Next Time Still Put "Very Simple

    The fiery red setting sun slowly sank into the ocean, its last rays gradually fading into the rising curtain of night, bringing with it a slight chill.


    Under the alternating cold and warmth, the biting sea breeze from the depths of the Sea of Okeanos swept in, stirring the deep waters upward and creating layers of waves that pushed toward the surrounding islands and mainland, crashing against the rocks and sand along the way, forming patches of snow-white froth and spray.


    Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of the waves, the ripples on the sea''s surface sparkled under the moonlight, as if stars had descended into the vast ocean, creating a stunningly beautiful scene.


    However, the more beautiful things are in nature, the more dangerous they tend to be.


    Along with the rising tide also came the unique saltiness of the deep sea and the rustling sounds of climbing at the hidden reefs.


    Nighttime, not only the time of high tide, but also when marine life is most active.


    And in the age of gods, these marine creatures naturally included sea monsters...


    They often chose to come ashore at night, attacking coastal livestock and settlements to hunt for food.


    Under the cold moonlight, several grey-brown sea scorpions, each as large as a truck and with multiple sharp limbs, rode the surging tide onto the beach, quite conspicuous.


    As soon as they landed, these deep-sea giants excitedly waved their limbs and scrambled towards a pile of fresh viscera on the sand.


    Savory, delicious, and rich in magic power nutrients!


    They were attracted here in groups by the unique and strong scent of blood emanating from the island.


    However, before these arriving sea scorpions could cheer and start feasting, the soft sand suddenly gave way, and bone-white skeletons wielding sword and shield suddenly leapt up, swinging their blades at the sea monsters'' soft underbellies and joints.


    Instantly, several unprepared sea scorpions shattered, collapsing to the ground like chariots stuck in mud pits.


    Even though they realized what was happening and struggled to fight back, they were still in vain against the fearless and surprisingly powerful skeletons around them.


    Before long, several sea scorpions didn''t even get to start their feast before being strewn haphazardly across the ground.


    Then, on the beach, the dozen or so skeletons methodically finished off the not-quite-dead sea scorpions and dismembered them, flinging their parts towards the nearby shallows.


    Streams of pale blue blood flowed from their ghastly wounds, saturating the nearby sand and blending into the undulating tides, spreading through the seawater, emitting an even stronger scent of blood and attracting new prey from the deep sea.


    This time, the sea scorpions not only failed to enjoy their meal but also became the bait for an ambush, a truly unfortunate turn.


    The instigator of it all leaned against a standing rock, calmly wiping his bronze long sword, continuing to squat at the edge of the hunting ground, quietly waiting for the right target to come ashore.


    Despite their size, these sea scorpions had pitifully low amounts of magic power inside them, barely at the level of superior bronze, at most they were only the bottom of the food chain in the Sea of Okeanos, basically shrimp peas.


    However, their blood and flesh were quite popular with carnivorous sea monsters, and together with the two-legged flying dragon innards he had previously piled up on the beach, they should soon attract higher-level predators.


    Indeed, after about half an hour, snow-white waves rose on the sea surface, and fins sharp as swords broke through the waves, moving toward the bloody shallows.


    The floating sea scorpion debris was promptly torn apart and devoured by two rows of sharp fangs.


    By its silhouette, one could vaguely make out that this was a sea monster similar to a hammerhead shark.


    Here it comes!


    The hunter lurking in the darkness, his spirits lifted, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze skipping over the feasting sea monster to look toward the deeper sea.


    In the thick of night, a flash of golden hue rapidly approached.


    "Crack!"


    Then, accompanied by a teeth-grating snap, the hammerhead shark-like sea monster, as if struck by lightning, thrashed and screamed within the shallows.


    But as large amounts of blood spouted out and a nauseating fishy smell spread, its struggles quickly ceased, and it flipped over, revealing its snow-white belly.


    "Pff..."


    Moments later, the belly of the shark-like sea monster was split open by two sharp claws, and a figure bathed in blood lazily stretched under the bright moonlight.


    It was a breathtakingly beautiful female with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake, whose alluring curves radiated enormous appeal to the opposite sex.


    But her claws, covered in serpent scales and dripping with blood, and the heart still faintly pulsing in her mouth, inevitably provoked fear in anyone who saw.


    And the vertical pupils of her eyes in the night expressed the cold-blooded nature and bloodthirstiness characteristic of predatory creatures.


    Clearly, when one encounters such a creature, rather than fantasizing about an amorous encounter, it would be wiser to first consider whether they can keep their life.


    The Greedy Serpent Woman, Lamia...


    A particularly brutal and gluttonous sea witch from the Sea of Okeanos, some say they are the children of Poseidon, others say they are descendants of Zeus''s cursed lover Lamia, and yet others say they are transformed from the Divine Blood of the Old Sea God Pontos...


    In any case, they have a complex origin and exist in no small numbers and communities in the deep sea.


    But undoubtedly, their blood carries divinity, granting them considerable strength.


    For instance, this mature Lamia on the surface of the sea has already reached the standard of the Gold rank.


    At this moment, the serpent woman who had previously eviscerated the sea monster swallowed the still-warm heart, moving it down her throat and spitting out the deep-red core.


    "Hiss hiss~~"


    The enticing sweet stench of blood wafting from the island excited the still-hungry Lamia, whose greedy gaze turned towards the innards and chunks of flesh scattered on the sand.


    Compared to ordinary sea monsters, the flesh and blood of dragon types are more saturated with Magic Power, and more to her taste as well.


    The saliva in the serpent woman''s mouth couldn''t stop secreting, and an almost cursed sense of hunger drove her to slither onto the beach, moving towards an even more sumptuous meal.


    However, just as she was about to reach her food, a buzzing vibration erupted around her, and numerous triangles, squares, and circles of Hermes Script lit up on the sand, connecting and rotating with each other, forming several overlapping Magic Arrays.


    Feeling the insane convergence of Magic Power in the air and the rapidly rising temperature around her, the Lamia''s slit pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively tried to retreat.


    Trying to run? Too late!


    Luo En''s lips curved into a cold smirk as he reached forward with his right hand, then suddenly clenched it tight.


    In an instant, scorching Fire burst from the ground, and the Lamia who stepped into the trap immediately burst open, her scales peeling away.


    "Hiss!"


    The serpent woman twisted in agony, her mouth emitting a piercing scream, trying to use her bloodline''s talent to summon water to extinguish the flames around her.


    However, unbeknownst to her, the shallow path to the sea behind her had been turned into a wall of sand, shutting out the tide from the foundation of the Magic Array.


    Soon, the small amount of vapor summoned and clinging to the Lamia''s body to try to cool down was unable to withstand the searing flames and dissipated into nothingness.


    Similarly, the dying serpent woman, along with the explosive flames, turned into a charred black carcass.


    Golden-red particles then began to emerge from the twisted remains, transforming into streams of light and converging on Luo En''s chest.


    Accompanied by a strangely scorching sensation, Luo En felt his blood boiling and his bones cracking with growth, while on the bronze altar in his sea of consciousness, specks of gold and red light twinkled.


    Clearly, these were the essences of Divinity he had extracted from the hunt.


    As the dust settled, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, cut off the control to the Magic Array, exhaled the stale air built up in his chest, and looking at the remains of his first prey, he muttered to himself.


    I seem to have overestimated the intelligence of these sea witches; this Ascension doesn''t seem so tough after all.


    He had nearly used up all the materials obtained from Circe to set up nearly a hundred Magic Arrays and traps on this island, just to make sure nothing went wrong.


    If only he had known, he would have saved some for later use.


    Just as Luo En was silently criticizing himself, several streaks of golden light began to emerge beneath the distant sea, and one after another, sinuous and enticing figures rapidly approached the desolate Volcanic Rock Island.


    The hunter who had just been thinking how "very simple" this was twitched his eyelids and suddenly remembered something.


    Lamias, they tend to live in groups...


    And the dying screams of their kin had already become a signal for rallying and calling for help.


    What a jinx...


    Luo En tugged at the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly, but his gaze remained unchanged; instead, he took a deep breath and raised his hand slowly, his thoughts spreading like a tide in all directions.


    Hum!


    With a strong humming and trembling sound, Hermes Scripts across the island flickered in response, the now assembled Magic Arrays rotated and focused, turning the entire isolated island into a fortified bastion of war.

 Chapter 22 18 Is Ares Wilted?

    Dawn broke, and with the arrival of the first light of day, the thick sea fog gradually dissipated.


    The desolate Volcanic Rock Island looked as if it had suffered a brutal artillery barrage, with large and small craters filling the beaches and rocky land along the coast, and white bone fragments mixed with blood-stained Serpent Scales scattered everywhere.


    And the closer to the center and the highest point of the island, the more gruesome and bloody the scene became.


    Seductive Lamia, some with their heads severed by wind blades, some with waists chopped by ground spikes, and others blown to bits by fierce flames... Their blood and flesh flew everywhere and fragments of their bodies stained the grey-brown mountain rocks a brilliant crimson, forming a bloody path that led up the mountain ridge to the heights.


    "Bang!"


    Accompanied by a sharp explosion of air, the upper half of a Lamia corpse hit a protruding rock and burst into splattered chunks of flesh.


    Streams of divinely rich golden-red blood essence extracted themselves from the carnage and automatically converged into the body of the lone figure standing above.


    "Huuh..."


    Luo En lowered his arms and slowly exhaled a long, turbid breath, his joints crackling noisily. His eyes, that were gradually losing their blood color, surveyed the utterly transformed and horrific battlefield, causing him to furrow his brows.


    Indeed, even with the full exploitation of the home ground advantage, taking on thirty-seven was a bit of a stretch...


    Moreover, that number constituted only the adult Golden rank Lamias, not to mention there were at least a hundred more of Silver and Bronze caliber juveniles.


    If it weren''t for the fact that he had transformed the entire island into an ironclad war fortress, and with the Dragon Fang soldiers guarding the flanks, it was uncertain who would have won or lost in the end.


    But anyhow, he had ultimately made it through this ordeal.


    After confirming the area was safe, Luo En let down his guard and slumped to the ground. He looked down at the mangled wounds on his chest, arms, and neck, grimacing and gasping at the cold air while inwardly cursing nonstop.


    Originally, according to his plan, he was to use the advantage of his home ground, killing as many as possible and then retreat while fighting until the dawn''s low tide, taking a rest before coming back for another round of nest-storming and fishing.


    But who knew that the so-called "Blessing of Ares" would have such a screwed-up effect.


    ����It makes one ignore fear, become increasingly brave and excited in battle, shedding all reason, transforming into a berserker, and engaging in a do-or-die fight with everything living in sight.


    Especially after Luo En, utilizing the bull-granted War Authority, absorbed too much impurity-laden and negative-emotion-filled Divinity from the fallen enemies at once, that state became uncontrollably more intense.


    If it weren''t for the War Authority''s ability to absorb Divinity while simultaneously possessing the benefits of Healing and repairing bodily injuries, Luo En''s body would likely not have a single spot without injury.


    No wonder Ares is also known as the "God of Berserkers"; it''s because of this crazy, blood-frenzied state that makes one not recognizing even kin on the battlefield.


    As Luo En massaged his throbbing temples, he muttered complaints about his distant forefather by blood and resolved to firmly slow down the pace of his ascension through the usage of [War Authority].


    After all, its negative effects are too treacherous, and he doesn''t possess the near-Immortal bodies of the gods.


    It would be a joke if he ended up serving himself up on a platter before he even completed the ascension.


    At this moment, as Luo En rested, streaks of golden-red blood essence emanated from his wounds, causing the previously grotesque, gaping injuries to close and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    Merely three quarters of an hour had passed, and not a single trace of damage could be seen on his body, his previously somewhat wilted spirit now vibrant with even greater vitality.


    It must be said, though Ares''s war authority did a number on intelligence, its effect on physical enhancement was nothing short of perfect.


    Of course, aside from these, there was one small, less-than-ideal problem.


    For instance, being prone to getting fired up...


    Feeling the surging blood coursing through his body, and the ornaments beneath him that were continuously expanding and hardening, Luo En''s lips twitched. He stood up from the ground, dragging his tattered bronze armor and outer clothing, and went to the seaside to wash up and cool down, then looked down at his current appearance.


    After a night of fierce battle, having sacrificed thirty-seven gold-ranked Lamias, he now stood at one meter eighty in stature under the baptism of war authority and inner and outer divinity, with limbs and abdomen sprouting evenly distributed muscles full of explosive power.


    "Bang!"


    He threw a punch, and the several-meters-tall hard volcanic rock shattered to the ground amid a piercing sonic boom.


    Luo En looked at his fist, which wasn''t even scratched, then back at his own reflection in the water, rippling with a panther-like fitness, and involuntarily brought a hand to his forehead.


    That being said, why did it feel like his path as a mage was getting more and more off track, focusing more on physique and strength...


    Never mind. After all, having good physical qualities wasn''t a bad thing. The pressing matter was to complete the trial of ascension to demigod.


    Luo En briefly collected his thoughts and began to tally the gains and losses after the battle.


    Although he had successfully annihilated a significant number of Lamias, boosting his strength by leaps and bounds, the materials, magic potions, and equipment he had scavenged from Circe were almost entirely depleted.


    Without these war resources, the only option was to make do with what was available, scavenging what was needed from the bodies of sea beasts and divine monsters.


    Naturally, the effectiveness was bound to be greatly reduced.


    For this reason, Luo En, after considerable contemplation, decided to slow down the hunting pace, attracting at most three to five gold-ranked sea beasts at a time, taking a steady and firm approach to complete this ascension trial.


    Now, there remained sixty-three...


    The huntress, bathed in sunlight on the seashore, licked her parched lips and gazed out over the tumultuous sea with a distant look.


    ~~


    At night, atop Mount Olympus, splendid starlight cascaded from the heavens, adorning each splendidly arrayed building.


    The deities'' temples at the summit stood proudly, some shrouded in thunderclouds, others radiating tranquility, some with doves fluttering about, each manifesting its own divine authority.


    And at the center, surrounded by a profusion of sacred plants like roses, poppies, pomegranates, fragrant peach wood, cypress, and clover, was a temple of pure beauty made entirely out of pure white marble, built according to the golden ratio. The colonnade, carved with waves, foam, dolphins, and other ornaments, was also inlaid with a multitude of gems and pearls.


    This was the chamber of Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty.


    As the goddess born from sea foam, she possessed skin like white porcelain, golden hair, blue eyes, and the perfect body and features of an ancient Greek woman, symbolizing love and beauty, wielding the authority to provoke sexual desire and the flames of love between the sexes.


    Even the male deities of Olympus had fallen for her, pursuing her with frenzied vigor.


    But in the end, the delicate flower was placed atop the head of Hephaestus, the god of fire and craft, by the arrangement of the Divine King Zeus.


    ��An ugly and lame deformity.


    This union of beauty and ugliness was hardly favored by the deities and consequently was bound to face many twists and turns.


    At this moment, within the depths of Aphrodite''s splendid temple, faint sounds of intense clashing and the rough breathing of a man and a woman could be heard.


    Underneath the pink tulle curtains, clothes were in disarray, flying about, and on the exquisite shell-shaped waterbed, two figures were intensely kissing, ready to vent their vigorous divine energies and breeding desires.


    However, looking at the man''s robust and well-proportioned limbs and handsome appearance, it was obvious he was not Aphrodite''s ugly and lame husband.


    ��Infidelity to her husband was as well-known as the love goddess''s spectacular beauty.


    And her main adulterous partner was none other than the War God, Ares.


    After all, only the king of the bravest and most robust warriors could satisfy the insatiable desires of the God of Love.


    But for some reason, today''s zealous lovemaking, which normally would last for days, came to an abrupt halt after just a short while.


    Next, no matter how hard Aphrodite tried, she could not get Ares to regain his vigor.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, unable to endure any longer, the furious love goddess kicked Ares off the bed.


    "My love, surely it''s the battles of today that have drained too much of my strength, just wait, I will definitely..."


    Ares, scrambling up from the floor, hurriedly tried to explain, his handsome face blushing crimson from being engorged with blood.


    "Get out!"


    Yet the repeatedly frustrated Aphrodite on the bed had already lost her mood and even started to doubt her own charisma, so she coldly turned her peach-and-plum-like beautiful face and unceremoniously banished her old lover from her chamber.


    Faced with the ultimate male shame, even the volatile and arrogant God of War found himself in an awkward and embarrassing situation.


    In the end, seeing no chance for reprisal, he could only grab his clothes and depart from the chamber sulkily.


    Dammit, what''s happening?!


    Why have I been feeling lower back pain and lack of energy lately, and can''t even muster the spirit for my favorite activity?


    Outside the chamber of the Love Goddess, the aggrieved Ares cursed under his breath, taking out his anger on the flowers and plants along the way.


    "Bang!"


    In his distraction, the hot-headed God of War collided head-on with a figure rushing toward him.


    "Are you blind, you fool!"


    Ares, who staggered back a few steps to steady himself, angrily looked up at the idiot who had offended him.


    "Yo, yo, yo, it''s just a walk and a bump. Is that worth such rage?"


    Hermes picked up his felt hat from the ground, dusted it off, and placed it back on his head, teasing with a cheery smile.


    "What? Got beaten up again?"


    "Are you asking for death!"


    Faced with a brother who mentioned exactly what should not be, Ares''s face darkened even more, his fists as large as sandbags clenched tightly, his bloodshot eyes now filled with a chilling coldness.


    Perfect, he was just looking for a punching bag.


    "No, no, no, just a joke, a joke!"


    Hermes, seeing Ares like an enraged bull, quickly plastered a smile on his face and waved his hands while pointing at the Great Temple ahead.


    "Father God is waiting for my message, I''ll make it up to you with a cup of honey water later."


    "..."


    Hearing the words "Father God," Ares, who was striding over angrily, stopped abruptly and kicked Hermes away furiously.


    "Scram!"


    As the War God, unable to vent elsewhere, left the scene and headed back to his own temple, Hermes, who had been kicked to the ground, got up and surveyed with a playful gaze the silhouette of Ares and a certain splendid palace in the distance.


    Looks like, from the time he went in to the time he came out, it was only three minutes, right?


    Could it be...


    As a peculiar thought emerged in his mind, Hermes, as if he had discovered some secret, wore a subtle smile on his face, the fire of gossip within him blazing fiercely.


    Gathering news and secrets was indeed this Messenger God''s favorite pastime.


    Of course, delivering messages was the primary duty of a messenger...


    Hermes, stroking his chin, cast a meaningful look at a temple from where the heavy sounds of metal striking metal continually resonated.


    Why not make things a bit more interesting?


    A sense of pleasure, mixed with a taste of vengeful delight, quickly settled his decision, and he stepped forward.

 Chapter 23 19: The Gamblers Inevitable Bad End

    Sea of Okeanos, on the volcanic rock island.


    "Chirp~!"


    Accompanied by a piercing scream, a Siren with the face of a woman and the body of a bird, carrying a spray of blood, plummeted from mid-air, crashing onto the rocky beach below.


    Before she could struggle to her feet, a foot descended suddenly, crushing her neck.


    The plaintive cries for help ultimately turned into gasps for air, wheezing out of the leaking windpipe.


    Luo En reached into both his ears to pull out clumps of grass soaked with magic potion and tossed them to the ground, stretching his body to embrace the golden-red blood essence escaping from the Siren''s body.


    As the divine energy flowed and converged within him, the last wisp of vacant starlight upon the bronze altar illuminated.


    A hundred gold-tier sacrifices, after more than half a month of difficult hunting, were finally gathered!


    But at the moment of accomplishment, Luo En''s chest surged with intense heat. The Wheel of Hecate, symbolizing rebirth, twisted and turned, and the hundred divine lights above the bronze altar fell like shooting stars into the sea of his soul.


    Om����!


    In an instant, Luo En''s entire heart and the world itself seemed to be battered by a tremendous meteor shower, his thoughts, consciousness, and emotions all obliterated in the thunderous roar and trembling that surged through his mind.


    In that moment, time lost its concept, space lost its dimensions.


    All ceased to exist, all reverted to primordial chaos.


    Then, in a flash, a golden-yellow flame ignited in the darkness, an infinite light overflowing and piercing through the boundless chaos and darkness.


    Thoughts, sensations, emotions, like thousands of rivers flowing into the sea, rapidly returned to every bone, every drop of blood, every cell in his body.


    Every pore of his shell seemed to have opened completely, sensing the world with unprecedented clarity.


    Vaguely, Luo En felt as if he were in the midst of a bustling marketplace.


    The breath of the wind, the flow of water, the sediment of earth, the burning of light and fire, the sprouting of life, the rhythm of souls... Everything around him was clearly reflected in his mind.


    The world was like an eternally burning flame.


    He himself was a spark within it.


    Of the same essence, interconnected!


    "Hoo..."


    With a long exhalation, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, his pupils shimmering as if two golden flames danced within them.


    In a trance, it seemed he could glimpse another chaotic world within them.


    So that''s it!


    The so-called Demigod is one who, through the medium of Divinity, allows an individual''s soul to merge and resonate with the essence of the world!


    Mortal strength may have its limits, but if one relies on the whole world, freely calling upon magic power and controlling the rules, then life can truly be called a God.


    Only the soul''s strength and the physical body''s endurance limit one''s reach.


    Thus, a life that lights the divine fire can only be called a Demigod.


    Luo En''s thoughts whirled, continually refining his understanding of cultivation and of this world.


    In the process, magic power from miles around became visible like an aether tide, converging on him, celebrating the birth of a new Demigod upon the Sea of Okeanos.


    Rich and pure magic power particles constantly washed over his flesh and bones, perfecting his body to adapt more fully to the world, to hold and call upon more magic power.


    Perhaps sensing danger, the fish and sea beasts attracted by the scent of blood in the nearby waters panicked and fled in all directions, among them not a few gold-tier monsters.


    Looking at the adversaries he had once handled with care now trembling in fear under the divine might of the Demigod, Luo En couldn''t help but smile, a sense of surreal alienation rising in his heart.


    Unexpectedly, the Ascension was successful so quickly.


    Things were going smoothly.


    Luo En looked down at his palm, a surreal sense of absurdity spreading through his chest.


    Or rather, it seems too smooth...


    "Hum!"


    As Luo En was lost in thought, the disappeared Twelve-Sided Die reemerged in his palm with a buzzing tremor.


    Then, the grey-snake patterned rock die, as if tossed by an invisible hand, spun a few rounds before him, showing a number composed of snake patterns.


    This was the mark and symbol of Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare.


    Simultaneously, a divine script shimmered upon the Wheel of Hecate transformed bronze altar, revealing clear letters.


    "Desecration One, commit an act of desecration against the Goddess Athena."


    What''s going on here?


    As Luo En looked confused, the Twelve-Sided Die in front of him spun again, this time displaying symbols of musical notes and strings.


    ��Belonging to Apollo, God of Light and Prophecy.


    And the divine script in his mind altered accordingly.


    "Desecration Two, destroy a temple of Apollo, God of Light."


    A strong sense of foreboding rose within him, and Luo En''s face changed dramatically, his hand instinctively reaching out to stop the Twelve-Sided Die before him.


    However, the die spun a third time, patterns of waves coming into view, followed by a new prompt above the altar.


    "Desecration Three, slay a Demigod offspring of Poseidon, God of the Sea."


    Feeling the lines of prophecy that appeared side by side in his mind, and the malice embedded within them, Luo En couldn''t help but break out in a cold sweat��all joy from his ascension as a Demigod gone.


    "You seem puzzled?"


    An elegant and pleasant voice came from one side, where a deity tasked with guiding lost souls had appeared on the beach at some point, sitting gracefully upon a boulder, her feet, as white as jade, dipped in the azure waters, gently swaying.


    "So, wanderer, do you need me to unravel this for you?"


    The figure, enshrouded in mystery, turned towards Luo En, a teasing smirk playing on its face.


    At that moment, Luo En took a deep breath, his face ashen as he looked toward Hecate, who was clearly concealing something.


    "What in the world is going on!"


    "The tiny price of using this thing..."


    "Haven''t I already paid it?"


    "Oh, I forgot to tell you..."


    Hecate tapped her forehead, lifting her eyes apologetically as Luo En approached and began to speak in a somber tone.


    "Killing a hundred gold-ranked Sea Beasts and collecting Divinity is only the sustenance for Ascension, solely for yourself. That is not the chip required to lever fate."


    "..."


    Luo En''s mouth twitched involuntarily as he realized he had been duped.


    He came to understand that he had won on the chessboard, whereas Hecate had won beyond it.


    From the beginning, this woman had planned every step to trap him.


    As Luo En''s expression grew even darker, Hecate offered a comforting smile.


    "Don''t worry, just choose one of the three; you don''t have to complete them all."


    Luo En''s lips curled into a cold sneer, his expression still dark and stormy.


    What difference does it make?


    The three prices were to hand over the battle-hardened Athena, to find and destroy a Temple of Apollo in the vast Sea of Okeanos, or to kill Poseidon''s Demigod progeny...


    Each one was suffused with the shadow of death.


    If Luo En had known that the Dice of Chance was such a cursed object, he would never have rolled those numbers.


    Wait, it seemed that right after he had returned from the Netherworld, Hecate had tossed the die to him.


    But because he had always maintained a certain vigilance towards this woman, he had left the object to gather dust in Hecate''s Temple for years, rarely even touching it.


    At that thought, Luo En''s mind clarity returned, as all his questions were suddenly answered; his gaze landed coldly on the Goddess of the Crossroads.


    "So, from the beginning, this was intended for me..."


    "Didn''t you say you wanted to overturn Olympus? I''m merely fulfilling your wish, guiding you onto the path you ought to tread," Hecate replied with a smile, spreading her hands as if questioning.


    Luo En was left speechless, his heart filled with gloom.


    Big sister, I was just joking, who told you to take it seriously?


    The creditor patted the debtor''s shoulder in a friendly manner, comforting him benevolently.


    "Rest assured, I am not some evil deity who would stand by and watch you march toward death. That''s why I waited until you ascended to a Demigod, earning the right to enter, before officially drawing back the curtain on this game."


    "I truly thank you!"


    Realizing there was no escaping his debt, Luo En gritted his teeth and expressed his gratitude reluctantly.


    Hecate seemed oblivious to the deep resentment in his words, smiling gently as she waved her hand.


    "No need for thanks, it''s only what''s expected."


    "..."


    Luo En choked again, fell silent for a moment, then, gathering himself, he spoke while clutching the Twelve-Sided Die in his hand.


    "Then, once I''ve paid the chip, I can leave the game?"


    "You should know that in gambling, there''s only a difference between zero times and countless times."


    With a reassuring smile that belied the underlying harshness of her words, Hecate dashed Luo En''s last sliver of hope.


    "But don''t worry, the die will be cast at regular intervals, ensuring you have enough chips to continue playing at the table of [Fate]."


    In the face of Luo En''s expression, which was on the verge of tears, the Goddess of Gaming pushed the indebted man into the game, offering her encouragements and blessings.


    "So, whether your Dice of Chance can eventually leverage [inevitable fate], is something I''m really looking forward to."


    "If I get the chance, I will certainly not disappoint you," replied Luo En, forcing a smile on his face, maintaining superficial respect while internally desiring to lash the Goddess who pushed him into conflict with the Twelve Olympians a thousand times!


    Hecate smiled and waved, signaling her farewell.


    But as she turned to leave, something seemed to strike her, and she abruptly turned back, kindly reminding him.


    "Oh right, if you don''t make a choice within the allotted time, like a die cast at random, the chip will be matched randomly. Good luck."


    "...!"


    On the shore, as Luo En thought about how to deal with this gambling Goddess after surviving, he suddenly shivered, his face turning green as a chilling dread crawled from his spine to the top of his head.


    But before he could respond, the three divine edicts on the bronze altar in his mind faded and disappeared.


    Simultaneously, a cold wind and waves rose up at sea as a massive figure fell onto the Volcanic Rock Island like a meteorite, scattering debris everywhere.


    A low roar, filled with both excitement and cruelty, came from within the billowing dust.


    "To run into you here, you damned sheep thief!"


    Luo En, seeing the immense figure that loomed large as a small mountain, had his expression change drastically as his body instinctively tensed like a bowstring.


    It was him!

 Chapter 24 20: The Aggrieved Party Comes Knocking

    On the volcanic rock island, an arm that resembled one cast from bronze extended for several meters, carrying a sharp sonic boom as it cut through the thick dust, swinging towards what was ahead.


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, a thunderous explosion rang out as if from flat ground, causing the entire island to tremble. Debris and dust were flung in all directions, resembling locusts as they swept everything away with irresistible force.


    However, amidst the storm and tremors, a dazzling golden light stood firm, forcefully halting that fierce punch.


    "Polyphemus..."


    Standing behind the defensive charm, Luo En spoke somberly, his silver hair wildly fluttering in the chaotic air currents, and his squinting eyes locked onto the fierce and ugly face, with blue-black skin and a stature of over ten meters, of his old nemesis.


    Polyphemus, son of the god of the sea, Poseidon, and the sea nymph Thoosa, was a fierce and brutal one-eyed giant from Sicily who liked to eat humans.


    At the same time, he was also a neighbor of Aiaia Island and had encountered Luo En and Circe a few times.


    However, clearly, from the reaction of the one-eyed giant, those were definitely not pleasant encounters.


    To be precise, he was the victim in the story.


    ����As a giant with an incredible appetite, Polyphemus in Sicily usually relied on free-range sheep to stock his pantry, in addition to the rich marine resources of the Sea of Okeanos and the occasional ships of mortals that lost their way and came knocking, serving as side dishes for his snack.


    Thus, his life was quite bearable.


    However, a little rat with human bloodlines slipped onto his island time and again, not only stealing his painstakingly raised sheep but also releasing the imprisoned mortals amidst the chaos, making him endure a miserable existence of starving for three out of nine meals a day.


    For this reason, the one-eyed giant was mocked by his kind on Sicily for a long time.


    Although Polyphemus later learned of this little rascal''s origins, he was still helpless.


    On one hand, Aiaia Island had a powerful magic barrier that was difficult to pinpoint; on the other, the enchantress managing that island was a challenging demigod to contend with, who also had intricate connections with an ancient goddess.


    So, the unfortunate one-eyed giant could only swallow his broken teeth in frustration.


    But unexpectedly, today, in his quest to fill his belly and hunt sea beasts, not only did he unintentionally discover a newly-forming island nearby, but he also encountered the very nemesis he had bitterly despised.


    At this moment, meeting the enemy, his blood boiled with rage.


    Polyphemus twisted his ferocious lips into a sinister, maniacal laugh.


    "Ha ha, little rat, you''ve finally crawled out of your hole. Without that bird-winged woman to protect you this time, let''s see where you run off to!"


    The rough voice, like sandpaper rubbing against glass, poured into his ears, making Luo En, who had just ascended to demigod status and could not fully control his heightened senses, deeply furrow his brow as his brain rapidly processed the confrontation.


    Polyphemus... demigod rank... son of the god of the sea, Poseidon...


    It seemed that the damn dice had automatically chosen his mission target for him.


    That is, the third option in the Oracle, to slay the offspring of Poseidon, a demigod child of the sea god.


    Though it was said to be random, it just so happened that this giant was loitering nearby, perfectly fitting the bill for the scapegoat.


    Of course, this scapegoat might also include Luo En himself.


    Fine, fine, Hecate, you''re playing me like this, huh?


    Wait until I get the chance, I''ll definitely strip you bare and whip you a hundred times, a hundred times!


    Seeing his old nemesis Polyphemus unable to contain himself and furiously initiating a new round of attack, Luo En, while inwardly cursing with ill intent, retreated swiftly to create distance, his right hand quickly sketching Hermes Script in mid-air.


    "Earth''s edicts bind to me, ye of worldly heft, heed my call��Rock Spears, rise!"


    Accompanied by the chanting of divine words at high speed, dozens of Hermes Scripts forged a yellow-brown magic platform in the air, merging with the land.


    Simultaneously, several meter-long rock spears erupted from the volcanic rock island, forming a fearsome thicket of sharp spikes.


    But the charging Polyphemus simply flexed his muscles, swinging his arms from side to side, and the rock spears in his path were forcibly snapped.


    Similarly, the spikes rising from the ground could not penetrate the giant''s skin and muscles, which were akin to bronze casting, leaving only shallow blood marks.


    Indeed, the giant, who excelled in defense and brute strength, was not so easy to deal with.


    Especially since his opponent was a demigod who had long ascended...


    Upon seeing this, Luo En''s heart sank. He dodged the direct attack and retreated gracefully once more, trying to maintain a safer distance for casting spells, slowly seeking out Polyphemus''s weaknesses.


    However, the battle-savvy cyclops would not easily give him that chance.


    "Where do you think you''re running, little mouse?"


    Polyphemus sneered as he grabbed several rock spears from around him, hurling them towards Luo En.


    The piercing sound of them slicing through the air arrived in an instant, and the astonishing speed and destructive force they carried made Luo En''s scalp tingle. Instinctively, he leaped, trying to dodge their sharp points.


    But as soon as he made a move, the ensuing rock spears, as if anticipating his actions, flew toward his next landing spot, sealing off the space around him.


    Damn it!


    Seeing no escape, Luo En cursed under his breath, hastily raised his hands, and mustered all his strength to expand a defensive charm.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    The rock spears, like falling meteors, struck the golden-red magical barrier one after another, producing deafening roars.


    The clouds around them were torn and pushed aside by the violent impact, the Hermes script that made up the magical barrier successively shattered and extinguished, leaving glittering cracks spreading across it.


    "Bang!"


    In the blink of an eye, the defensive charm that stood before him completely fell apart, and the chaotic magic tide swept in all directions.


    "Pugh!"


    Luo En, suffering from the backlash, turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood before tumbling into the sea.


    What an idiot!


    Polyphemus spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, his hairy and ugly face revealing a smug sneer.


    The difficulty of herding one sheep compared to a flock was incomparable.


    Those energetic rams always scurried about during feeding, and the slightest lapse of attention would let them stray far from the shepherd''s sight.


    In order to control these unruly rams with the least effort and energy, Polyphemus often resorted to throwing stones and such to drive and intimidate the straying rams, herding them back to graze obediently within the meadow, waiting for the day they would be culled and slaughtered.


    Over time, he had mastered a nearly unerring throwing technique.


    However, as there were few rivals in the nearby seas, this skill was little known.


    Caught off guard, that damned little mouse suffered the same humiliating fate as those rams he had once toyed with.


    And next, he would employ the rest of the methods he used on those foolish sheep to properly entertain this stinky rat.


    So, should he eat it directly, or skewer it and grill it?


    Thinking of the taste of human flesh, the one-eyed giant salivated, picked up a conveniently sized rock spear, and with a malevolent smile, strode towards where Luo En had fallen.


    However, before he could take a few steps, a strange cracking sound came from underfoot on the volcanic rock island.


    "Crack��!"


    In an instant, a web of fissures spread across the entire island, torrents of seawater burst from the crevices like a final straw breaking the camel''s back.


    Suddenly, the island crumbled, rocky fragments plunged downward, dragging the unsteady cyclops along and down into the boundless sea.


    "Buzz!"


    Meanwhile, beneath the surface, the furious magic tide surged, pulling thousands of tons of seawater into azure serpentine forms that coiled and bit at the falling Polyphemus.

 Chapter 25 21 Those Who Drown Can Swim

    "Pfffff!"


    Facing the entanglement and squeezing from all directions, the Cyclops was bound by the sentient watery snakes that were biting and gnawing at his flesh.


    However, although Polyphemus lacked magical talent, the divine blood from Poseidon and the sea nymph Thoosa bestowed upon him the protection of the ocean. The snakes made of seawater could only briefly restrict his movements and could not inflict any real harm.


    Did you think by dragging me underwater, you could drown the offspring of the God of the Sea? How foolish!


    Polyphemus, who could breathe freely in water, sneered as he tore apart several watery snakes in front of him. That single vertical eye on his face was locked deadly on the figure rapidly surfacing in the sea like a darting fish.


    "Damn rats, you still think you can run!"


    The Cyclops, having relocated his target, suddenly exerted his strength. His enormous body, dragging many entwined watery snakes behind, surged after the figure like a fierce sea beast draped in seaweed, breaking the surface with extreme speed.


    "Splash!"


    A huge wave exploded on the sea surface, scattering the splashing water that formed a misty fog.


    The moment Polyphemus emerged, his single eye suddenly focused sharply, and he raised his right hand to steadily catch the hidden killing intent beneath the haze.


    ��A light bronze arrow was stopped right in front of his face.


    "Little rat, shooting such flimsy arrows, you didn''t get enough milk when you were young?"


    The Cyclops, with his rough, hoarse voice, laughed and taunted.


    From above, however, the figure holding the bronze longbow pointed quietly towards a particular spot.


    Polyphemus instinctively followed the direction of Luo En''s finger and looked at the front end of the bronze arrow.


    ��A small, inconspicuous clay bottle, bound with thin threads, was hanging below the arrowhead.


    ��On the bottle, there seem to be two lines of Hermes Script engraved.


    One symbol was a circle for the covert nature of water, and the other was a triangle, with a faint glow warming between their textures.


    In an instant, the contempt on the Cyclops''s face suddenly froze, his pupil contracting rapidly.


    "Snap!"


    At the same time, a crisp snap echoed.


    And the bronze arrow he was holding exploded violently, a hot liquid splattered unexpectedly onto his face and eyes.


    Instantly, the air filled with the pungent stench of rotting flesh. An intense burning sensation and excruciating pain swept over him, plunging his surroundings into darkness.


    "Ahhh! My eyes! My eyes!"


    Polyphemus clutched his face with one hand and swept blindly around with the other, emitting a piercing scream.


    The sea water nearby splashed up large waves, drenching the Cyclops''s body and causing secondary injuries that made Polyphemus twist in agony; the string in his mind known as rationality snapped completely.


    "Ah, I''ll kill you! I''ll kill you!"


    While wailing miserably, the Cyclops cursed venomously.


    "You stinking rat, I will tear your limbs off... twist off your head... scoop out your guts... then skewer you on a stick... and watch you die bit by bit!"


    However, without solid ground to stand on, without projectiles to throw, without his prideful throwing technique, Polyphemus floating in the sea could only vent his frustration on the surrounding water in vain.


    At that moment, Luo En, who had already changed position and retreated to a distant reef, watched the maddening Cyclops quietly with sharp and calm eyes.


    Most creatures share a common flaw, the more dangerous the situation, the more vigilant they become.


    And often, when they reach a safe place or domain they are adept in, they instinctively relax.


    Therefore, what one perceives as an advantage may very well become a fatal factor.


    This is what is meant by��the ones who drown are those who can swim.


    Polyphemus had clearly made the same mistake; his opponent was not a dumb and defenseless lamb, but a thinking, tool-using demigod.


    Luckily, a few bottles of poison prepared by Circe remained, and unexpectedly they dealt a severe blow to this old foe, otherwise...


    Luo En gazed at Polyphemus who had been thrashing on the sea surface for a full half-hour, still cursing and flailing, and couldn''t help but be amazed at the length of the cyclops'' health bar.


    But judging from his range of motion, reaction speed, and the strength of his speech, this old foe floating in the seawater was merely at his last gasp, hardly having any strength left.


    "Despicable... shameless... I''ll kill you! Kill you!"


    Polyphemus kept muttering on the sea surface, with a certain emotion of grief and indignation spilling between the lines.


    After losing his sight and being poisoned, the one-eyed giant, upon calming down, had considered escaping, despite being at a complete disadvantage.


    But that rat hiding in the dark, occasionally shooting cold arrows and casting curses, hindered his movements; or dropped a few dragon-tooth warriors to create a commotion, making him paranoid and exhausted, simply not allowing him the chance to withdraw.


    Thus, Polyphemus could only watch his vitality continuously dwindle, waiting to be slowly ground to death.


    At last, after struggling miserably for another half-hour, the battered one-eyed giant climbed onto a rock and collapsed with a crash. His head, buried underwater, faintly sensed approaching footsteps through the undulations of the water.


    Yet at this moment, he didn''t even have the strength to lift his hand.


    Polyphemus twisted his neck, turning his head with difficulty, revealing a face so mangled that the bones under the flesh were almost visible; however, his surviving tongue still managed to spit out venomous curses.


    "You human half-breed... killing me... Father God will definitely... not let you go! And... and... the bird-winged bitch who raised you... you all will die... all must accompany me..."


    "Pfft!"


    A blade pierced flesh, and the cursing of the one-eyed giant came to an abrupt halt as a bronze long sword penetrated his huge head.


    Immediately, the sword stirred, and under the assault of violent magic power, the whole head exploded in an instant, with his golden-red divine blood flowing into the sea, creating dazzling streaks of light.


    "Such a chatterbox..."


    Luo En scoffed, casually wiping the blood off the sword blade and naturally stretching his body, ready to welcome the baptism of divinity.


    But moments later, he could only open his eyes in disappointment and reluctantly sheathed his long sword.


    Sure enough, the right of war had been taken away from him the moment he was promoted to demigod, and this shortcut was consequently blocked.


    They really left no loophole at all.


    Luo En''s gaze moved beyond the headless corpse of Polyphemus, looking towards the "audience" who was resting her cheek in her hand and watching with a smile, and he coldly snorted.


    "So, are you satisfied with this performance?"


    "Indeed, you have exceeded my expectations by quite a lot."


    Hecate sincerely complimented, then raised her right hand and pointed towards the distant sea, her lips curving into a pleased smile on her stunning face.


    "However, it looks like you''ve got new trouble heading your way."


    Luo En''s eyelid twitched, and he concentrated his magic power in his eyes to look far into the distance.


    Under the sparkling surface of the sea, no less than twenty golden-blue shadows sped towards him. They had the handsome appearance of humans on their upper bodies, clad in splendid bronze armor and holding tridents, but they also had the tails of fish on their lower bodies, allowing them to move swiftly through the water.


    Among them, there were three demigods, with the remaining seventeen all at the pinnacle of the golden rank.


    Luo En''s heart raced, and his complexion changed dramatically.


    �� The Atlantean Imperial Guard!

 Chapter 26 22 Delightful Trends with High Intensity

    The Atlanteans, descendants of the God of the Sea Poseidon, claimed to be his heirs, harboring intense veneration for the ocean.


    In the sea, they possessed the form of half-human, half-fish creatures, with latent gills behind their ears allowing them to breathe freely underwater. Upon reaching land, they could grow legs and switch to human form, thus perfectly adapting to both terrestrial and marine environments.


    It was said that this was because they carried the Divine Blood of Poseidon, favored by the ocean.


    Others claimed that during the great flood unleashed by the gods to destroy the world, a portion of the ancient humans sought refuge at sea under Poseidon''s protection and were hidden by him. They were then blessed with the God of the Sea''s guardianship and flourished on the land known as "Atlantis," becoming Poseidon''s steadfast followers.


    Regardless of which tale was true, they were the unrivaled sovereigns of the Sea of Okeanos, spreading the faith of the ocean and fulfilling Poseidon''s will.


    Of course, following the Greek tradition of affection between father and child, and respect among siblings, this covert force was actually Poseidon''s means of clandestinely expanding his maritime dominion, aiming to usurp the power of the sky god.


    Therefore, even his teacher, the ancient Demigod Enchantress Circe, was quite wary of these Atlanteans.


    Furthermore, as Luo En knew, Atlantis was in fact a continent hidden within the Primordial Ocean, divided into ten districts, or rather, ten kingdoms, each ruled by one of Poseidon''s ten Divine Blood heirs.


    Their governance was similar to that of the Greek city-states.


    The ten kings of Atlantis held absolute power within their own territories, adopting various state systems. To maintain communication, they convened every five to six years at the Temple of Poseidon to discuss their relationships and their rule. Once an agreement was reached, they would cut the throat of a cow bred in the Temple of Poseidon and use its blood to inscribe the resolutions on the temple''s pillars, thereby adding a sacred and inviolable authority to the decrees.


    Legend had it that under Poseidon''s blessing and the protection of the maritime divine power, each of the ten kings of Atlantis possessed strength close to that of deities.


    Additionally, the military organization of Atlantis was extremely meticulous, with the land divided into 90,000 military zones. Each zone had a commander, responsible for the deployment of 12 warriors, two war horses, a chariot, and all necessary provisions.


    The most virtuous among these were handpicked from across Atlantis to form the Imperial Guard.


    Independent of the 90,000 military zones, they were directly accountable to the ten kings and the Temple of the Sea God, possessing the authority to mobilize the forces within their jurisdiction.


    These elite of the elite not only had formidable combat abilities but also each bore a dense line of Divine Blood.


    So, as the facade of Poseidon''s force, the Gold rank was merely the entry requirement, and having a full three demigods leading them was not at all uncommon.


    However, what Luo En couldn''t understand was why these Atlanteans, who mostly operated within the Primordial Ocean to avoid being casually disposed of by Zeus, suddenly ventured into the inner sea to chase and kill him from afar.


    "You''ve killed so many offspring of the sea deity lineage, and even slain one of Poseidon''s own sons. As lord of the oceans, the God of the Sea had to make some sort of statement," explained a Goddess responsible for "newbie guidance," her beautiful eyes glinting with a flowing gaze and a smile gracing her lips.


    Instantly, Luo En''s face darkened, and he cursed inwardly.


    Damn, so this is where I get a spike in difficulty!


    I knew none of these three options were without their pitfalls!


    First, defile Athena.


    Although "defile" could mean a broad range of actions including physical contact, verbal provocation, or even engagement in battle, it seemed as if he could exploit a loophole. But would he really believe that Athena''s off-the-charts combat ability and intelligence were for show?


    Once he chose that option, he might as well declare the feast open.


    Second, destroy one of Apollo''s temples.


    The catch wasn''t the temple itself but the connection between the temple and the deity.


    Let alone that in this vast ocean, he was to find an Apollo temple. Even if he did, the host of temple guards and priests inside would be enough trouble for him already.


    "If I''m unlucky, I might just have to go directly to grinding for a shard of Apollo''s descent."


    "As for excuses like renovations and relocations, this God of Light and Prophecy is no fool, and there may not even be a time limit for the task. Such a complicated operation probably won''t be completed in time."


    Finally, put an end to one of Poseidon''s demigod offspring.


    This seemingly easiest task was also full of pitfalls.


    On the one hand, although Polyphemus had an ugly face, he was one of the few children Poseidon actually cared for.


    In the epic "The Odyssey," after Polyphemus was injured by the demigod hero, Odysseus, he prayed to his father, Poseidon, for revenge against Odysseus.


    As a Chief God, Poseidon didn''t care about losing face and directly intervened, summoning huge waves and strong winds to blow Odysseus''s ship off its course home, causing him to suffer great trials.


    Even then, that was with Athena''s protection (Athena favored heroes with wisdom, and in the epic, it was because of Athena''s favor that Odysseus could turn peril into safety time after time).


    But Luo En had directly killed the cyclops, which was essentially a slap in the face to Poseidon.


    On the other hand, the offerings that Luo En had used to ascend to demigod status were all sea monsters and sea beasts with divine blood.


    ����A total of over a hundred...


    To Poseidon, the ruler of the seas, the ocean and all its creatures were akin to his private property. Even fishermen had to worship the Sea God before going out to sea to fish.


    So, even without any kinship to these sea monsters and creatures, Poseidon would not tolerate such disrespect towards his property from outsiders.


    After all, it was a matter of respect for his authority as the God of the Sea; he had to respond in some way.


    As a result, no sooner had Luo En gone to great lengths to dispatch Polyphemus, the cyclops, than a wave of super soldiers from Atlantis immediately surged forth at sea.


    Based on the schedule, these Atlantean Guards had likely set out during the time Luo En was hunting down those Lamias, Sirens, and other divine-blood sea monsters.


    Thinking of the assurances Hecate had given earlier, Luo En''s face darkened.


    "Didn''t you say that with the blessing of ''dice,'' whatever I did would go unnoticed by the twelve Olympians?"


    "It seems they were only ordered here to investigate because a large number of the divine-blood sea monsters in this area died," she responded.


    Hecate pointed to the headless corpse of the cyclops and the strands of gold blood diffusing across the sea surface, helplessly spread her hands, showing she could offer no assistance.


    "But in front of them, you not only killed Poseidon''s beloved son but also beheaded him. What do you think these Atlantean Guards will do?"


    "..."


    Looking toward the Atlantean Guards several kilometers away, following the trail of golden blood on the sea surface, approaching the scene of the crime with ferocious momentum, Luo En''s eyelids twitched violently.


    Without another word, he immediately turned and dashed towards the cedar ship hidden in the midst of a rocky reef.


    What the Atlantean Guards would do next, he didn''t know.


    But Luo En knew what he had to do now.


    To stay here would mean facing unpleasant consequences.


    If not now, when would be the time to run?

 Chapter 27 23 Friends, This Is a High Stakes Bet

    Upon the Sea of Okeanos, numerous Dragon Tooth soldiers gripped their oars, aligning on both sides of the ship, mechanically and swiftly rowing, while at the stern the Magic Array constructed of Hermes Script conjured a strong wind, forcibly propelling the cedar ship forward.


    "Have you lost your way?"


    The Goddess of the Underworld Moon, who had somehow stealthily boarded the ship, casually leaned against the gunwale, smilingly reminding him.


    "It''s not too late to turn back now."


    "Turn back? To where? To Aiaia? Relying on that foolish bird?"


    Luo En, busy inscribing Hermes Script to build the wind, glanced at Hecate and let out a cold sneer from the corner of his mouth.


    "Or perhaps you would step forward and take a bullet for me?"


    Indeed, even among demigods, there are disparities.


    As the daughter of the Sun God Helios and the Enchantress Perse, Circe had been a demigod for a very long time. Coupled with her status as the beloved disciple of the Witchcraft Goddess Hecate, a few ordinary demigods couldn''t pose a threat to her.


    The Atlantean Guard stood no chance of assaulting Aiaia and seizing someone from that place.


    But if the Imperial Guard were not enough, there were also the ten Kings of Atlantis; if the ten Kings were not enough, there were the temple of Poseidon and Poseidon himself.


    In these waters of the Sea of Okeanos, demigods were ultimately too insignificant.


    Unless Hecate herself deigned to act...


    But based on his knowledge of this woman, the possibility was infinitely close to zero.


    As expected.


    Hecate reclined beside the cabin, smiling and shaking her head.


    "A gambler who sits at the table should take responsibility for their choices."


    "Then you''re talking rubbish! Since you''re aboard, you might as well row a few times in exchange for a ticket!"


    Luo En huffed with unsurprising coldness, maliciously thrusting an oar into the hands of the esteemed goddess.


    Hecate did not seem to mind the offense, plunging the oar into the water and lazily stirring it while her gaze remained on Luo En, appraising him with a playful look.


    "You seem quite concerned about her safety?"


    Luo En, who was preoccupied with his own rescue, paused briefly, then without turning his head, spoke indifferently: "I simply don''t want to engage in futile actions."


    Hecate chuckled meaningfully, then inquired.


    "So, from the moment you left the island, you cut off your own retreat?"


    "..."


    Luo En furrowed his brows but offered no reply, opting instead to increase the magic power output, attempting to widen the gap from the Atlantean Guard encircling them.


    "Head west..."


    The Goddess of the Underworld Moon, having spoken calmly, dropped the oar she held, clapped her hands clean, and elegantly rose to her feet.


    "Take this as a parting piece of advice, perhaps that is where you''ll find the help you need..."


    The ethereal and pleasing voice of the woman lowered from high to low, fading into invisibility.


    And that graceful figure at the gunwale also vanished without a trace.


    To trust or not to trust?


    Luo En''s face wavered hesitantly, but after a brief moment of indecision and contemplation, he made up his mind, steeled his heart, and ordered the Dragon Tooth soldiers to navigate the ship, heading full-force toward the fiery red remnants of the sunset on the sea.


    The western sky was streaked with the descent of the setting sun, as the watery night sky stretched over the horizon, spilling onto Aiaia Island.


    ```


    As the temperature variation between day and night altered, the Witch of the Eagle who was sprawled under the blankets on the bed, let out a big sneeze. Rubbing her bleary eyes, she woke from a hangover.


    "Little piglet? Luo En?"


    Circe muttered subconsciously, her muffled voice echoing within the vast treehouse.


    Gone where?


    The enchantress stretched languidly, slipped barefoot out of bed, and headed to the living room.


    The dining table, usually a mess with dishes and cups, was spotless. The kitchen was cleaned thoroughly, with both dinnerware and cookware neatly stacked in their usual, most convenient places.


    In the center of the living room, a half-human-tall pink little piglet, made of velvet and stuffed with feathers, was placed on a chair, looking adorably clumsy.


    So tiny, so soft!


    Circe let out an excited scream, dashed forward, and hugged the pink little piglet into her arms, rubbing it fiercely.


    Meanwhile, a papyrus slid from behind the piglet and drifted to the floor.


    Circe''s gaze swept across the paper and she stood still, absorbed, gazing into the empty living room. Half her face, now immersed in shadow, was buried in the plush toy, her expression obscured. Unconsciously, her teeth clenched tightly on her lower lip.


    Outside the window, the deepening night spread, gradually pulling the petite figure into a realm of prolonged darkness and silent solitude.


    Bathed in the bright moonlight, the purple-haired goddess sat on a tree branch, overlooking the scene in the courtyard. Her dark, profound eyes shimmered with a hint of compassion as her pursed lips let out a silent sigh.


    Although the "Dice of Chance" has turned the "Gears of Inevitability," for you, it is uncertain whether this outcome is for better or worse...


    The goddess then shook her head, her face lighting up with a faint, pleased smile.


    But at least, this world now holds more possibilities.


    Meanwhile, on Olympus.


    In front of the flower-filled temple of Aphrodite, a towering figure, radiating with boiling blood, charged into the chamber of the goddess of love and beauty, yelling loudly.


    "Aphrodite, my dear, come out! Come out and see me!"


    At this moment, the goddess of beauty, who had been napping within the pink canopy, was awakened by the noise. She stretched out her fair arms to lift the curtain, her sleepy eyes narrowing slightly in mild irritation as she looked at her former lover standing before her bed.


    "What now?"


    "I''ve done it! I''ve achieved it again!"


    Ares grabbed Aphrodite''s hand with excitement and announced.


    Then, the goddess, who had just woken from her nap and was clad in light clothing, with a sheer sash barely covering her body, revealed an even more enchanting and captivating figure in the hazy atmosphere.


    Ares, his throat going dry, felt a fierce surge of blood rushing uncontrollably to a particular spot, as if a blaze was burning within him.


    Suddenly, Aphrodite''s brows arched on her previously languid face, her eyes sparkling with a unique luster. Her pink tongue flicked across her moist lips as she began to speak leisurely.


    "So, my most valiant King of Warriors, let''s see if your sword is still as sharp as it used to be..."


    With a joyous murmur, Aphrodite''s serpentine waist twisted and turned, her upper body arching backward off the side of the bed, challenging the King of Warriors from below.


    Such a sensual scene made Ares lose all restraint. He roared like an enraged bull and charged forward.


    A fierce ''war'' ensued, as usual, raising the curtain.


    However, different from usual times, in a corner beside the temple''s avenue, a pair of flame-colored eyes were fixed on the sounds of certain collisions coming from the goddess''s chamber. Blood vessels began to thread through those eyes, and two muscular arms clenched tightly, a strong sense of humiliation and rage coalescing on that simple, honest face.


    Hermes was right, the damn pair!


    ```

 Chapter 28 24 Friends, 2 More Chances Left

    The Sea of Okeanos, a nighttime hue like water poured onto the sea''s surface, stirring up shimmering ripples.


    On a desolate small island with sparse vegetation grew haphazardly, faint stifled groans could be heard from a rocky cave veiled by dry vines.


    "Clang~~"


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal, two deformed golden-bronze arrowheads fell to the ground, their sharp conical blades still dripping with torn flesh.


    Luo En, leaning against the cave wall, spat out the piece of wood he had bitten through, wiping the beading sweat off his forehead as he endured piercing pain.


    Sucking in a deep breath, he tremblingly applied medicine to his wounded left shoulder and right leg, casting his gaze towards the broken metal arrow shaft on the ground, exquisitely engraved with wave patterns and with a broken tip that seemed to flicker with starlight, and he silently cursed.


    Orichalcum! A bunch of wasteful bastards!


    The so-called "Orichalcum", also known as "Mountain Copper", is a type of mythical metal extensively mined in the legends of Atlantis, boasting superior hardness, toughness, and magic conductivity, making it an excellent material to craft magical weapons, and even divine armaments.


    In Homer''s epics, it is mentioned that the crown and earrings of Aphrodite, the Goddess of love and beauty, were forged from this very orichalcum.


    In mysticism, wizards and enchantresses often refer to it alongside "mithril" and "crystal" as the "three great magic minerals", which, if utilized well, can exert great power, even capable of injuring a divine body, let alone demigods.


    It was during this month-long sea pursuit that Luo En was wounded by arrows made of specially crafted orichalcum from the Atlantean Guard.


    They chased me for over half a month, using orichalcum arrows worth as much as gold to shoot at me; is it really necessary?


    Is it just because I sacrificed over a hundred sea beasts with divine blood and killed a bastard demigod son of Poseidon, and along the way killed...


    Let me count...


    1...4...5...7...uh...8 gold-rank, and seriously injured one demigod deputy captain?


    After carefully tallying his own achievements, Luo En couldn''t help but twitch the corner of his mouth, feeling somewhat guilty.


    Alright, I did go a bit overboard.


    But it was unavoidable, who asked those Atlanteans to chase after him like hounds on a rabbit, relentlessly refusing to let go.


    In a life-or-death struggle, with his own life on the line, how could he afford to show mercy, hoping that the other party would remember to be kind?


    Tsk, looks like there''s no room for negotiation here.


    Luo En murmured in gloom, tearing off some clean pieces of cloth to bandage his slowly healing wounds, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, entering meditation to recover his magic power and stamina. At the same time, his thoughts raced as he reminisced about the harrowing events of the last half month.


    Initially, he decided to trust that woman Hecate''s suggestion.


    After all, she could only enjoy the show if he stayed alive.


    Therefore, Luo En took his ship and made a run for it to the west, before the Atlanteans could completely encircle him.


    But to outpace those Atlanteans blessed by the God of the Sea in the Sea of Okeanos was nothing short of delusional.


    Within just three days, he was caught up by the Atlantean Imperial Guard hot on his heels.


    Forced into a corner, Luo En had no choice but to fight and retreat simultaneously, exhausting nearly all his tricks, and even sacrificing his ship before he managed to tear through the Atlantean cordon and make a narrow escape.


    However, out in the vast Sea of Okeanos without a vessel, his mobility was severely reduced.


    It didn''t take long before he was cornered again on a deserted island by those relentless Atlanteans.


    This time, Luo En wasn''t so lucky.


    After he quietly took down three gold-rank Atlantean Guard members by using the favorable terrain and pre-set magic traps, he was first chased all over the mountains by those rabid dogs, then hit by two arrows, and ultimately had to jump into the sea and detonate the entire deserted island in order to escape amidst the chaos.


    Fortunately, the secret ritual of Ascension to Demigod status allowed him to indirectly gain some decent underwater abilities while absorbing the Divinity of hundreds of Divine Blood Sea Beasts.


    Moreover, the oceans of ancient Greece were dotted with numerous islands, large and small.


    Thus, Luo En was able to find a remote and desolate island nearby to take a brief rest and catch his breath.


    But this peace would certainly not last long.


    The group of mad dogs hell-bent on his life, after searching the vicinity, would sooner or later find him.


    So, what kind of gambling was this? It was clearly betting with one''s life!


    As Luo En cursed a certain gambling goddess through gritted teeth, the waning moon rose to its zenith under the night sky, and the crisp sound of dice rolling thrice echoed in his mind with the arrival of midnight.


    Floating up alongside them were three divine oracles on the bronze altar, each corresponding to the emblem of the deity revealed by the three tosses of the dice.


    "Mission one, commit one act of sacrilege against Apollo."


    "Mission two, commit one act of sacrilege against Zeus."


    "Mission three, commit one act of sacrilege against Hera."


    Here we go again...


    Luo En listlessly raised his hand and tapped the second shadowy figure that had appeared before him, while cursing through clenched teeth,


    "Zeus you deceitful trash, shameless trickster, nothing but a seed-sowing beast, I curse you to walk hugging the walls, to spit blood in your sputum..."


    Before he could continue his barrage of insults, the second divine oracle burst into scattered points of light and disintegrated.


    At the same time, a bronze badge bearing the Ouroboros, the serpent eating its own tail, emerged from the void and fell into Luo En''s hand.


    Luo En didn''t even glance at it, sketching a few lines of Hermes Script with a flick of his hand and tossing the object into the forming Magic Array.


    Water, fire, earth, and air were the essential elements of the world, and thus the Hermes Script, which contained such properties, could also use the Magic Array to construct a similar small independent space, serving as a convenient tool for mages to store their personal belongings.


    At this moment, as the bronze badge Luo En held was thrown into the Magic Array, a series of crisp metallic clinks followed, as dozens of identical bronze badges appeared, all tucked away gathering dust within it.


    A pile of junk...


    Luo En glanced at them without much interest.


    After all, these lowest-level chips dropped from the Daily Chapter could only be used for friendly matches on the gambling table, offering no help to his current predicament.


    Instead of wasting energy on these trinkets, it would be better to see if the Weekly Book could drop something useful.


    Muttering in annoyance, Luo En reached out his hand, and the twelve-sided die that had been on the bronze altar fell into his palm.


    Three divine oracles shimmering with silver light then appeared before his eyes.


    "Trial one: Secure victory in a battle, complete one act of sacrilege against the God of War''s authority (Completed)."


    "Trial two: Hunt down a Divine Blood Sea Beast, complete one act of sacrilege against the God of the Sea''s authority (Completed)."


    "Trial three: Destroy a piece of Demigod weaponry, complete one act of sacrilege against the God of Craftsmanship''s authority (Not Completed)."


    At the same time, the first two divine oracles dissipated into stardust, turning into two similarly styled silver badges.


    With two silver badges in hand, a hint of pleasure finally surfaced on Luo En''s somber face.


    Now, at last, he had some capital to draw another two cards.

 Chapter 29 25: Friend, a disastrous defeat!

    In the cave, Luo En toyed with the twelve-sided die engraved with serpentine rock in his hand, a complex look in his eyes as he regarded it with a mix of love and hate.


    To defy fate and overturn Olympus, to drag that Divine King father from his throne, was akin to a gambler''s wildest wager with slim odds of winning.


    But for a gambler, without a stake, there''s no seat at the table, let alone a chance to win big from a small bet.


    And these badges were the chips that Hecate had promised to give to Luo En before.


    To be more precise, it was this "Dice of Chance" that had offered them to him...


    Of course, everything has a price.


    In order to obtain these chips of various specifications and values, Luo En had to complete the corresponding oracles issued by the twelve-sided die.


    Through half a month of exploration and research, he had roughly deciphered the operation rules of this object:


    First, the oracles issued by the die are divided according to difficulty. Currently, there are three types.


    The first type refreshes every morning at dawn, with a one-day deadline. The danger level is below his strength and is defined as a "Task." Usually, anyone with a brain and hands can easily complete it, and the reward is a bronze badge;


    The second type refreshes every Monday, with a one-week deadline. The danger level is comparable to his strength and is defined as a "Trial." It''s relatively challenging and requires caution to safely clear, with a silver badge as the reward;


    The third type has an irregular refresh time and deadline. Its danger level far exceeds his strength and is named "Blasphemy." These are typically fraught with danger and require risking life and limb, an almost certain death sentence, with a gold badge as the reward.


    Based on the standards of the rewards, this somewhat resembles the gold, silver, and bronze medal rankings at the Ancient Greece Olympic Games.


    However, Luo En, who once worked at a gaming company, is more inclined to categorize them according to their refresh time and difficulty levels, calling them "Daily Chapter" - "Weekly Chapter" - "High-Difficulty Chapter."


    Usually, at the refresh time, the twelve-sided die will be randomly cast three times. The emblems of the Twelve Olympians that appear determine who will be targeted.


    For instance, today''s "Daily Chapter" selected three targets, which are the God of Light Apollo, the Divine King Zeus, and Queen Hera.


    However, as mentioned before, the difficulty of the daily task is quite limited, and the scope of selection and standards for completing these tasks are relatively broad.


    Cursing from afar, spitting at the deities'' temples, stealing the divine offerings... such methods are all feasible.


    If one doesn''t want to use their brains, targeting their protected beings also counts.


    For example, poaching some seafood to make soup without praying is considered disregard for Poseidon, the God of the Sea; deliberately trampling flowers, plants, and crops is an insult to Demeter, the Agriculture Goddess; shooting down a few birds for barbecue is an affront to Zeus, the God of the Sky...


    As for killing pigeons, swans, or laurels corresponding to the symbols of the gods, that usually counts towards the completion of the task.


    Moreover, facing the three options of the "Daily Chapter," Luo En doesn''t need to complete all; finishing just one of the three further lowers the difficulty.


    Theoretically, as long as one is not foolish enough to court death, aggressively seeking trouble from demigod heroes, hidden bosses, top-tier Magic Beasts, or the divided spirits of the gods, the "Daily Chapter" poses no threat to him.


    As for the "Weekly Chapter," it''s quite mysterious. The outcome of the specific directives and mission objectives varies greatly depending on luck.


    For instance, this week''s options either require confronting those insane dogs of the Atlantean Guard, expose oneself to great danger or unnecessarily handicap oneself to escalate the difficulty of escape. A slight mishap could cost one their life, living up to the challenge of the "Weekly Chapter."


    By the way, although only one completion per week is mandatory for the "Weekly Chapter," within the week, one can voluntarily take on more intensity and achieve multiple objectives, with a maximum of three.


    Of course, the risk factor increases dramatically, and the price paid is correspondingly severe.


    Luo En struggled back and forth for a week and barely managed to accomplish two tasks right under the noses of the Atlantean Guard, but he almost ended up looking like a sieve from the Orichalcum secret arrows.


    Had it not been for the precaution of leaving himself several escape routes, his seventh day death ritual might have already passed.


    And finally, the trigger mechanism for the "High-Difficulty Chapter" is still unclear. So far, Luo En has only encountered it once, which was the "welcoming gift" the twelve-sided die gave him after his ascension to demigod status...


    Since it''s called a "High-Difficulty Chapter," the content invariably has elements of "inhumanity" and "torture."


    Whether it''s desecrating Athena, going solo to Apollo''s Temple, or facing off against the Atlantean Guard... each of these tasks is certainly a high-end challenge.


    If Luo En hadn''t been tough as nails, struck into the deep sea by his Divine King father, thoroughly trained by Hecate, and raised by Circe as a Magic Beast for sixteen years, yet still able to hop around alive and kicking, and developed strong vitality and high adaptability, he reckoned that out of ten other demigod heroes who came along, eight would be easy prey.


    Fortunately, such "High-Difficulty Chapters" seem to require a unique triggering mechanism, spaced at least a month apart, so for now, he didn''t have to worry about successive waves of troubles.


    After gathering his thoughts, Luo En pinched the furrowed brow and then opened his eyes, gazing intently at the two silver badges and the serpent-patterned orichalcum twelve-sided die in his hand.


    High risk, high reward.


    They had him fight tooth and nail to complete the oracle''s task, and the badges they sent down were not just decorative items to be looked at.


    They were the chips for a turnaround, the opportunity to leverage the dangerous situation at hand.


    Taking a few deep breaths, Luo En rubbed the twelve-sided die with serpent patterns and murmured under his breath.


    "Bless me, Dice Mother, don''t fail me this time. Give me Hermes'' blessing; I need to make a quick getaway, or Athena and Zeus would also be fine. If all else fails, even Ares would do, just blow the enemies away!"


    With that, he steeled himself and tossed the die in his hand.


    The gray-green twelve-sided die rolled several times on the ground before coming to a leisurely stop, revealing the pattern of a few rose petals.


    At the same time, one of the silver badges on Luo En''s hand vanished, turning into silver divine runes that surfaced above the bronze altar in his mind.


    "Aphrodite''s Grace": The Goddess of Love and Beauty grants you attraction to the opposite sex, lasting one week."


    "..."


    Luo En was at a loss for words, cursing under his breath.


    Are you kidding me?


    With the situation this dire, what use do I have for this BUFF? Am I to hope that the Imperial Guard of Atlantis are all gay? And then offer myself to them?


    After muttering to himself for a bit, Luo En took another deep breath, managing to muster a forced, twisted smile on his stiff face.


    Don''t get angry, don''t get angry, there''s still one more chance.


    Take a stab at it, maybe my bike will turn into a motorcycle!


    Psyching himself up, Luo En picked up the twelve-sided die off the ground, gave it a shake, then, with a resolute heart, tossed the die that would decide his fate once more.


    The gray-green dodecahedron bounced unevenly on the rocky ground, rolling into a depression before finally coming to rest, revealing a pattern of flames.


    At the same time, the last token in Luo En''s hand disappeared, manifesting as an oracle upon the bronze altar.


    "Hephaestus'' Blessing": You gain one-time repair (Demigod quality or lower) of a damaged creation."


    Oh, come on, are you and your wife ganging up on me?!


    At a critical time like this, what use do I have for the Craftsman God''s blessing? To repair my own tomb in advance, or to carve an epitaph before time?


    Seeing such unlucky draws from among the Twelve Olympians, Luo En could no longer hold back, his face filled with the desire to cry as he stared at the damned twelve-sided die in his hand.


    Buddy, this is a complete and utter loss.

 Chapter 30 26: Ten Consecutive Deviations, Drawing Cards Will Surely Bring Disaster

    Alright, alright, alright, so this is how we''re playing? I refuse to believe this!


    Luo En watched as he lost all the gambling funds he had painstakingly amassed without reaping any tangible benefits, grinding his teeth in frustration and decisively sketched out a Hermes Script, opening the Magic Array to pour out his very last bit of capital.


    Thirteen bronze badges clinked and clattered to the ground, appearing quite meager��these were the scraps he had saved up over half a month.


    Because the difficulty of the [Daily Chapter], [Weekly Chapter], and [High-Difficulty Chapter] almost exponentially increased, their exchange rates were 100:1.


    Therefore, to exchange his bronze badges, equivalent to a consolation prize, for a hard-fought silver badge and wager a bigger bet, he needed to complete the [Daily Chapter] 100 times, which is to say, spending a whole 100 days.


    Chances were, by the time he''d saved enough to play again, he himself might have already kicked the bucket��the process was sincerely maddening.


    With that time, he''d be better off directly excavating resources from the [Weekly Chapter].


    However, at the moment, with no other choice, he could only use what little capital he had to try his luck in the friendly pool, even if it meant treating a dead horse as if it were alive.


    Luo En inwardly scoffed, picking up the twelve-sided die from the ground with a dispirited toss.


    The five familiar snake patterns caught his eye, symbolizing the Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare, Athena.


    The gods of Olympus have many ranking methods, but the most mainstream is to rank them based on strength and status.


    The twelve chief gods correspond exactly to the numbers on the twelve faces of the die:


    1 King of the Gods Zeus, 2 Queen Hera, 3 God of the Sea Poseidon, 4 Goddess Demeter, 5 Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare Athena, 6 God of Light Apollo, 7 Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, 8 War God Ares, 9 God of Love Aphrodite, 10 God of Fire Hephaestus, 11 Goddess of the Hearth Hestia, 12 Divine Envoy Hermes.


    (In Chapter 14 earlier, the number 3 inaccurately represented War God Ares; it has been corrected to 8, please refresh.)


    At this moment, seeing the result of the throw, Luo En was far from excited��instead, he had the constipated expression of utter despair.


    If it had been the silver pool, this roll might have been the jackpot, but unfortunately, he was drawing from the infuriating friendship pool, where Athena hardly ever provides anything good.


    Or rather, it''s mostly the lowest-tier reward.


    Sure enough, as the die stopped spinning on the ground, the bronze badge in Luo En''s hand twisted and transformed into a bronze coin with an image of Athena on one side and an owl embossment on the other.


    ����Reward obtained: Athena''s Bronze +1...


    ����Specific use: Worth about the same as a common coin, not enough to buy a bread in the city without owing two more...


    It always shows up when it''s not needed, and when it shouldn''t, it barges in; he really was down on his luck.


    While sulking and muttering complaints, Luo En threw the Athena''s Bronze into the Magic Array.


    In a dark corner of the space, there were two more of the same kind, outcomes of previous draws from the friendship pool.


    No panic, it''s a minor loss, still twelve chances to go.


    Luo En tried to comfort himself and picked up the twelve-sided die again, continuing to bet in the friendship pool.


    "Athena''s Bronze +1..."


    "Hera''s Silver +1..."


    "Athena''s Bronze +1..."


    "Athena''s Bronze +1..."


    "Athena''s Bronze +1..."


    "Zeus''s Gold +1..."


    The results of six consecutive draws caused Luo En''s facial muscles to twitch violently, struggling to keep his composure.


    What''s the point of money in this life-or-death situation?


    Would he explode into more coins once he''s dead?


    And also, sister, four out of six times it''s you!


    If you don''t even bother with the silver pool, let alone this bronze-tier match, it really is beneath your level. Please, give me a break and stop this calamity, okay?


    At this moment, Luo En, with resentment towards a certain Goddess of War and Wisdom burning in his heart, picked up the twelve-sided die again, essentially resigning himself to whatever fate threw his way.


    The good news was, in the following attempts, it seemed like the Goddess of Wisdom and War had indeed heard his "prayers," as she truly didn''t show up in the pool again.


    But what took her place was...


    "Occhanos sea products +1..."


    "Hestia''s recipes +1..."


    "Demeter''s essence of grain +2..."


    "Apollo''s musical poems +1..."


    "Artemis''s prey +1..."


    A series of tip-like divine messages emerged in Luo En''s mind, one after another. Surrounded by the "love of the gods," he felt a lump in his throat, "moved" to the point of wanting to cry.


    What the hell is this trash?


    I''d rather have some cash to buy a plot of land for a grave!


    Seeing his hard-earned thirteen bronze badges quickly disappearing, Luo En, deflated and filled with anger, clutched the last remaining badge tightly in his hand and looked bitterly at the serpent-rock twelve-sided die on the ground.


    His card draws had never been this unlucky before, even that scammy pay-to-win game he had a hand in designing would at least ensure a purple item in ten consecutive draws.


    This is the twelfth time without a single hit, even friendship pool drop rates aren''t supposed to be this cruel.


    Dice goddess, let''s not mess around anymore, all right? I don''t ask for gold; give me something I can use for now.


    As Luo En complained about the crappy card draw system and declared that not even a dog would play such a broken game, his body honestly picked up the die, and he threw it for one last chance.


    Under his nervous gaze, the die tumbled two and a half times, finally landing on the number 10.


    Meanwhile, as a sudden weight descended upon his hand, a blue oracle emerged within his mind.


    "Hephaestus''s Collection: Wings of Icarus (Damaged)..."


    In an instant, Luo En''s face, which had almost lost all hope, lit up with brilliant excitement, his eyes shining as he gazed at the lightweight creation resembling bird wings and surrounded by the essence of wind element.


    Icarus, son of the great craftsman Daedalus from Greece, according to myth, Daedalus was once commissioned to build a Labyrinth in Crete for King Minos. Later, to prevent secrets from leaking, the king imprisoned both father and son.


    To escape to freedom, the incredibly smart Daedalus lured seagulls into the high tower with leftover food, patiently collecting their feathers, and also gathering wax drippings from candles. In the end, Daedalus crafted a pair of wings for himself and his son using feathers, string, and wax, bestowing upon humans the ability to fly.


    Once everything was ready, the father and son took off from the tower on the island and flew over the Sea of Okeanos.


    But during the crossing of the great sea, Icarus forgot his father''s warning before taking off and kept increasing his altitude blindly, causing the Sun''s heat to melt the wax. The feathers on his wings began to fall one after another.


    By the time Icarus realized, it was too late. He fell into the sea like a leaf losing control, his wings shattered upon impact, scattered across the sea and lost to view.


    Now, based on the current results, it''s very likely that Hephaestus, the God of Craftsmanship, had taken an interest in the unique craftsmanship of those wings and casually added them to his treasury as a collectible.


    Acceleration, ability to fly?! At this very moment, having figured out the ins and outs, Luo En completely ignored the "damaged" notification following the Wings of Icarus. His head was filled with the four words that summarized the outcome, and the surprise from such a dark turn of events was boiling in his heart.


    He had gotten not only equipment for emergencies but also with the necessary repair techniques. Hephaestus was truly generous!


    Luo En brought up the Hephaestus''s blessing, which he previously considered worthless, looked at it enthusiastically over and over, without sparing any words of praise in his heart, completely forgetting that he had just cursed Hephaestus to his face.


    "Boom!"


    Just as Luo En was basking in the joy of his loot, a violent roar emanated from the island. Pebbles from the stone wall started cascading down as shrill screams and angry curses were faintly mixed in with the wind.


    Those mad dogs are at it again!


    Luo En''s expression grew stern as he braced himself for the imminent threat.

 Chapter 31 27: The Psychology of Gaming Tactics is Dirty

    On the Nameless Island, a violent explosion and fire sparked clouds of dust several meters high in the dense jungle; the pungent stench of blood hit one''s face, and intermittent, wretched screams were chilling to the bone.


    "What are you standing around for? Are you deaf? Rescue them!"


    The middle-aged man with a long, narrow face and somber expression glanced at his subordinates standing around him like stakes and growled through clenched teeth with a blackened face.


    At this, three Imperial Guard soldiers wearing water-patterned bronze armor as if awakened from a dream, rushed into the smoke and dust, dragging two bloodied comrades out of the dense jungle, frantically administering aid.


    "How are these two useless things faring?"


    Seeing several of his subordinates busily failing to make a difference, Dakres, a squad captain of the Imperial Guards, couldn''t help but step forward to inquire.


    The Imperial Guard soldiers responsible for the healing answered with sweat streaming down their faces.


    "Serano''s leg is broken, Andries has a through and through wound in his abdomen, they''re both bleeding heavily, we''re out of magic potions, we didn''t bring a medic with us, and we just can''t stop the bleeding!"


    "Then carry them to a nearby place with water, the blessing of the God of the Sea will heal them, do I really need to teach you this?"


    Dakres''s long and narrow face clouded over with anger as he cursed furiously.


    Under the cold watch of their captain, the three Imperial Guard soldiers shivered involuntarily and hastily carried their two badly injured comrades toward a nearby stream.


    "A bunch of idiots, I really don''t know how they passed their final assessments!"


    Dakres watched as his men scurried away like scattered rabbits, and his irritation swelled, he snorted with gritted teeth.


    "Forget it, they''re just greenhorns that the higher-ups put in to gild their records, no use getting mad at them."


    From behind, a burly man as strong as a bear with his left eye bandaged, stepped forward to pat Dakres''s shoulder, offering a wry comforting smile.


    Since this pursuit battle had begun, his reputedly calm old friend had grown increasingly irritable, with the frequency of his cursing and kicking rising significantly.


    Upon hearing the consolation, the low pressure lingering around Dakres eased slightly, his complexion regained some calm, and he turned to look at the burly man behind him.


    "Sorry, Andrew, that was irrational of me."


    The Imperial Guard captain''s gaze lingered on the sturdy man''s bandaged eye for a moment, a hint of guilt flickering in his own.


    That lost eye should have been his.


    If it were not for his old comrade pushing him aside at the critical moment, taking the hit himself...


    Just the thought of that bloody scene turned Dakres''s face morose, and a strong sense of humiliation welled up inside him.


    What was expected to be a simple pursuit mission had turned into an insufferable nightmare.


    One unforeseen "accident" after another had left them running ragged: talking trees, moving grass, hair-trigger magical traps, burst runes activated by the weight of their comrade''s corpses...


    And then there was that elusive felon, proficient in all manners of curses, who could still hop around even after taking two Orichalcum secret arrows...


    All these encounters and factors had brought them endless hardship and severe losses, even he��a demigod��had nearly perished in the midst.


    If he were to return now with this band of broken soldiers, one could imagine the fate awaiting his career.


    Even if the "Council of Ten Kings" were lenient due to his years of hard service, the smaller and greater Divine Blood families could drown him with their spit.


    They had spent plenty of money and favors to have these descendants of Divine Blood gilded into the Imperial Guard.


    Yet not only did the gilding fail, but they also suffered nearly fifty percent casualties inside and out; such grave errors demanded accountability.


    Regrettably, he was currently the perfect candidate to take the fall.


    Unless he could atone for his faults and capture that bastard, perhaps then he might have a chance at survival.


    Imperial Guard Captain Dakres sifted through his thoughts, rubbed his throbbing head, and solemnly promised to his unfortunate friend caught up in the ordeal.


    "Rest assured, once we catch that bastard and return to report at the Temple of the God of the Sea, I will report the losses to the ''Council of Ten Kings'' and take full responsibility for all the consequences!"


    "Captain, I..."


    The sturdy man was just about to speak when suddenly, panicked cries erupted from the direction of the stream ahead.


    The two men''s expressions changed, and they immediately rushed to the scene.


    "What happened?"


    "Poison! Somebody has poisoned the water upstream!"


    Three Imperial Guard soldiers answered with fear in their voices, and behind them two wounded soldiers, hastily dragged out of the creek water, now had ashen faces, their injuries not only unimproved but their flesh festering at an accelerating pace.


    "Bang!"


    Dakres''s fist smashed a giant tree that two people could hug together, furiously staring upstream of the creek, and couldn''t help but let loose a string of curses in his mind.


    ����Damn it, beasts!


    The Imperial Guards beside him were also full of indignation.


    In their lives, they had faced opponents who were mostly Titans or mythical creatures who settled things with strength and fists, directly charging forward to fight. Then, the winner would stand, and the loser would lie down.


    Even with cunning intellectual targets, most of their tactics were relatively rough and were used to aid them in combat.


    But this was like some sneaky underhanded trickster, using poison, digging pits, setting traps, and ambushing, turning conspiracy and cunning into the mainstream, into an art form.


    Since when did such a shameless scum emerge in the Sea of Okeanos?


    "That bastard must be nearby! Andrew, you take two people to bring the wounded to the seashore, the rest follow me! We''ll chop this bastard to pieces and feed him to the fish!"


    Dakres ordered with a grim face, without waiting for his friend to try to persuade him otherwise, he and another demigod deputy captain named "Sanos," along with the remaining four Imperial Guard soldiers, spread out in an encircling move towards the upper part of the stream with rapid speed.


    Because they were almost psychologically scarred by the ambush, the two demigods simply ignited the divine fire within their bodies, drawing on vast tides of magic power to form a barrier around themselves that was tens of meters thick with a deep azure glow, then charged forward with themselves as the vanguard.


    Instantly, wherever the two light shadows went, there was devastation; the dense forests on both sides of the stream kept bursting forth with explosions like thunder from a clear sky, and dust billowed up.


    Six of them?


    Good, they''ve split up! It seems the plan was a success!


    At this moment, based on the sounds and reactions of magic powers from the entrance of the upstream cave, Luo En quickly came to a conclusion and breathed a slight sigh of relief.


    Generally speaking, on the battlefield, crippling the enemy''s soldiers tends to have a better effect than outright killing them,


    On one hand, screams and blood could disturb the judgement of the opponents and affect their morale; on the other hand, the injured soldiers would need to be moved and attended to, which means at least one person would be involved in the transfer, sometimes two. This effectively increased the number of combat losses.


    At first, Luo En thought this way too and didn''t deal a deadly blow directly.


    But he underestimated the nearly perverse self-healing abilities and tenacity of life inherent in the creatures of the age of gods.


    Furthermore, these Atlanteans, with the blood of gods and the blessing of the God of the Sea, could quickly recover and regain their strength just by soaking in water, even with severe injuries.


    Therefore, with no other choice, Luo En had to eliminate his opponents as directly as possible to minimize the threat.


    However, this time, his main goal was to escape; using two wounded soldiers and a bottle of poison to restrain another demigod and two Golds was definitely worth more than it cost.


    Currently, according to the hint from "Blessing of the Artisan God," the materials needed to repair the "Icarus Wings" were mainly two types��feathers from birds and high-quality wax.


    There were plenty of bird feathers in his storeroom, which he had secretly collected when Circe was molting. It seemed that the feathers from the Witch of the Eagle would work much better than those of ordinary sea birds.


    Next, only the wax remained as the needed material.


    And on his way to the island to heal, it seemed he had seen several beehives to the southwest, which should contain usable beeswax.


    Time was short, he needed to speed up!


    As the roar outside the cave grew nearer, Luo En made up his mind, determined to burst out of the cave entrance before the pursuers could corner him inside, and take a desperate gamble.


    "Found him, over there!"


    The six pursuers who arrived rapidly at the scene also spotted the trace of the target, grinding their teeth with hatred as they charged toward the perpetrator of countless vile deeds.

 Chapter 32 28: I Gave You The Opportunity, But You Are Useless!

    "Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!"


    Within the dense forest, a gale stirred. Streams of divine light, compressed to the extreme, swarms of Hermes curses, and sharp Orichalcum secret arrows came from all directions, emitting a shrill whine as they tore through the air. Like meteor showers, they fell relentlessly, creating explosions one after another.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    At the center of the concentrated fire, Luo En directed a small portion of his magic power toward vital areas, unfolding layers of defensive charms. The vast majority of his power he channeled into his legs, nimbly dodging the continuously incoming rubble, wood chips, curses, and arrows, all to maximize his speed of escape.


    Even though the two Atlantean demigods had undergone their ascension long ago, and in terms of both divinity and magic power accumulation, they generally far surpassed Luo En, they could only watch, slack-jawed, and eat dust behind his eloquently fluid steps and a physique as slippery as an eel.


    However, as battle-hardened veterans, when they saw that their dense offensive had not managed to slow down their target, they decided to abandon their fruitless efforts. They, too, channeled all their magic power to accelerate to the maximum.


    But after only a few steps in pursuit, they heard a crisp "crack, crack" from beneath their feet.


    The demigods involuntarily stiffened, mechanically lowering their heads to look at the crystal rune stones at their feet etched with Hermes script.


    Blazing light was bursting forth along with the shattering of the runes.


    "Boom! Boom!"


    Two explosions rang out behind them, fierce heatwaves sweeping in all directions. Luo En''s lips curled into a satisfied smile, but he didn''t slow down for a moment, not looking back as he continued to sprint towards the southwest of the small island.


    Such impact was just a drizzle for demigods and, though unexpected, was unlikely to inflict any real damage; it could only delay them briefly at best.


    If only there had been seven times more of those, it might have been a different story.


    Unfortunately, those were the last few he had in hand.


    As Luo En hastened his pace to break away from the battle, he even felt somewhat grateful to the foolish bird teacher who had trained him to have such a robust physique and ability to survive against all odds.


    Although the process had been painful, without a doubt, he had directly or indirectly mastered a plethora of life-saving skills.


    In the Sea of Okeanos, a land filled with Titans and monstrous creatures, he might not be the most powerful demigod, but he was definitely the best expert at fleeing.


    As everyone knows, being alive is the prerequisite for dealing damage.


    Luo En kept his eyes and ears open in all directions while trying to maintain a good mindset, finding humor amidst adversity.


    Finally, after about a quarter of an hour of intense running, he arrived at the dense forest where he had previously found a beehive.


    But at the same time, the two dusty and disheveled Atlantean demigods were gradually closing the distance due to their superior divinity and magic power levels, appearing on a gentle slope a hundred meters away. Their bloodshot eyes stared coldly and mercilessly at Luo En ahead of them.


    Just as they were about to muster their energy for one final push to shred the bastard who had repeatedly caused them frustration and humiliation, they unexpectedly stopped in their tracks to feed the fishes.


    To their surprise, Luo En stopped a hundred meters away, turned around with a smile, and waved at them. He then deliberately slowed down and sauntered into the dense forest.


    The two demigods'' expressions turned solemn, and they instinctively halted, their expressions shifting uncertainly.


    "He''s right ahead! Catch him!"


    Several of the Gold Imperial Guards, who had not witnessed this scene and had only taken a few steps, were suddenly pulled back violently by the two demigods trailing them.


    "Fools, do you want to die? Watch out for an ambush!"


    The demigods scowled and glared fiercely at the four encumbrances behind them, their faces showing a ''you''ve failed me'' expression.


    Time and again, experience and lessons had proven that when a Gold-ranked Imperial Guard acted rashly, they were essentially delivering themselves as easy prey.


    What''s more, given the way that bastard had reacted, he must have set up traps in there, waiting to ambush them.


    After a quick brainstorm, the two demigods hesitated as they gazed into the pitch-black forest, uncertain of their next move.


    At this moment, Luo En, who had entered the forest, first wiped the sweat from his own brow and then, upon confirming that the Atlantean Imperial Guards had not immediately followed him, let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted.


    Fortunately, the mental scars he had left on these rabid dogs earlier were sufficient to make them hesitant and cautious, afraid to make any rash movements.


    But sometimes cleverness can backfire, and that''s probably what it was.


    Luo En had been pursued for well over half a month, his resources drained dry; where would he find the time or materials to prepare a trap capable of killing a demigod?


    The earlier feint was purely a bluff.


    Fortunately, the other side fell for it.


    Luo En wiped the cold sweat from his brow and quickly approached two broad-leafed trees he couldn''t name. He knocked down two beehives with stones and, amidst a swarm of bees, squeezed the wax out of the combs.


    With the materials gathered, he took out the stored bird feathers and the broken Wings of Icarus, raised his hand to the ethereal oracle before him, and activated the "Blessing of the Divine Craftsman".


    Immediately, silver-white runes turned into a flame-colored flow of light, infusing the materials and objects, melting and reforming them as if in a furnace''s fire.


    Luo En rubbed his hands anxiously as he waited for the melting to finish, but shortly after, faint footsteps approached from the dense forest.


    Clearly, the Atlanteans could no longer hold back.


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched, he took a deep breath and raised his voice.


    "Gentlemen, come in and let''s finish this, I''m right here waiting for you, I promise I won''t run!"


    At once, the footsteps outside the dense forest paused again, and no further steps were taken.


    Time slipped away, second by second; it was unclear whether it was but a brief moment or several long hours.


    Finally, the forging light died, and the battered Wings of Icarus had perfectly assimilated the other two materials, unveiling a new form.


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at the still, quiet entrance to the dense forest behind him, he couldn''t help but mock in jest.


    I''m giving you a chance, but you just can''t take it, can you?


    However, just as Luo En was about to scoff in secret, a sudden change occurred.


    "Buzz buzz buzz buzz!"


    Within the oppressive, dull drone in the air, magic power from all around crazily converged above the dense forest, creating an etheric tide that stretched for kilometers. Water-blue tridents filled with a murderous aura emerged above, their mighty force capable of blasting the entire desolate island into rubble!


    They might not have been able to discern whether their foe had truly laid an ambush, but clever people have their own ways, and the simple-minded have theirs.


    If reaching into a burrow and failing to catch the mouse lurking inside risks a bite,


    Then better to just overturn the entire burrow!


    In that moment, feeling the danger as the rite imbued with Poseidon''s might activated, Luo En''s scalp tingled, and he grabbed the Wings of Icarus in front of him without hesitation, pressing them onto his back and frantically infusing them with magic power.


    "Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!"


    As the water-blue tridents began to fall from the sky, Luo En, having completed the final step, vibrated the Wings of Icarus on his back, soaring into the sky.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    Bursts of explosive sounds shook the earth, and the entire island shattered to pieces, as a graceful figure rode the wind towards the vast expanse of the Sea of Okeanos.


    "Damn it! That bastard got away again!"


    Having failed once more, the two demigods who had jointly invoked the rite seethed with anger, their eyes bloodshot and teeth clenched in frustration, only able to helplessly jump in rage on the disintegrating island.


    "To the ship!"


    Just then, a rough voice came from the sea. The other demigod vice-captain, who had previously escorted the wounded, was steering a shuttle-shaped battleship pulled by several Sea Beasts, gesturing them to come aboard.


    The people on the island were overjoyed and leaped onto the ship, embarking once again on this relentless chase.

 Chapter 33 29: Want to Die? Or Dont Want to Live?

    Atop the Sea of Okeanos, howling gales shredded the clouds from all directions, while enormous waves surged forward, covering the sky and the earth alike.


    Underneath the dark billows, several giant sea beasts resembling gray mackerel sharks, their crescent-shaped caudal fins stirring the water, pulled streams into rope-like forms, dragging the sailfish-shaped warships on the sea surface. With the assistance of the wind and waves, they surged forward at breakneck speed.


    "Southwest star position, 800 meters away, fire at a 45-degree angle upwards, now!"


    At Acting Captain Andrew''s command, the six remaining Atlantis Golden Guards, still capable of fighting, immediately drew their bows and released a volley of arrows toward the target in mid-air.


    They''re like relentless ghosts!


    Sensing the piercing sound of arrows cutting through the air behind him, Luo En''s brows knotted in frustration. He cursed under his breath and, by adjusting the intensity of the magic power output, he controlled the Icarus wings on his back to change altitude and angle, nimbly evading the incoming arrows.


    However, just as he executed his evasive maneuver, the two demigods at the ship''s bow cooperatively placed two golden-bronze arrows etched with delicate wave patterns and a faint glimmer of starlight on their bowstrings, drawing the bronze longbows to their full extent.


    A familiar and intense sense of crisis boiled over in Luo En''s heart, causing an instinctive shiver down his spine.


    Orichalcum secret arrows! Again?!


    Almost at the moment this thought flashed through Luo En''s mind, the air behind him emitted a mournful whistle, as the icy edges blocked his ascending and descending space from above and below, bringing an immediate crisis.


    Using the first volley of the Golden Guard''s arrows to force the target to reveal his weaknesses, and then allowing the demigod experts to seize the moment, they fired a second, truly fatal volley of orichalcum arrows, known for their superior armor-piercing capabilities.


    One must admit, through the trial of this pursuit, the Atlantean Guard had grown rapidly, forming an increasingly cohesive teamwork strategy.


    But their opponent had not been standing still either.


    At the critical juncture, Luo En suddenly cut off the supply of magic power to one side of the Icarus wings, and with a sudden change in the airflow, spun his body in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the orichalcum secret arrows'' pincer attack from above and below.


    My turn!


    At the same time, Luo En''s eyes narrowed as he pulled the ancient bronze longsword forming in front of him from the magic circle diagram and hurled it with a fierce toss.


    "Hiss!"


    The longsword emitted a piercing whistle as it cleaved through the air.


    The two demigods instinctively unleashed their divine power, erecting a sea-blue light barrier at the bow to repel the incoming longsword.


    "Crack!"


    Upon impact, a clear sound of fracture followed.


    What is this...


    Captain Dakres suddenly raised his head, to his shock seeing the bronze longsword, now covered in cracks, had been traced with layers of Hermes script using Divine Blood, indicating one meaning��Burst!


    At the same time, dazzling streams of light burst forth from the cracks of the bronze longsword, and thousands of sword fragments shot out, transforming into a close-range, unstoppable metal torrent.


    "Pop, pop, pop, pop!"


    At the moment of contact, the sea-blue light shield shrouding the ship completely shattered to pieces.


    Dammit!


    Caught off guard, the two demigods'' pupils contracted in panic, and they hastily erected a second barrier to protect the nearest few.


    "Boom!"


    The warships and the sea beasts towing them were instantly perforated by the violent metal torrent, vanishing amidst a stunning explosion and blaze of light.


    Phew, finally shook them off.


    Seeing he had destroyed the greatest threat to disengagement and successfully increased the distance from those pursuing Atlantean Guards, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Crack..."


    However, before he could catch his breath, a crisp cracking sound echoed in his ears.


    He paused mid-air, his body stiffening as he twisted his head to look behind him.


    There, radiating cracks were spreading across the pair of Icarus wings.


    Clearly, after enduring a series of high-pressure changes and high-intensity magic power conversions, they had reached their limit. The wings could no longer bear the strain and were on the verge of destruction.


    As expected from a product of the friendship pool, with this kind of quality, no wonder it''s a blight, it''s a trap!


    At this very moment, Luo En felt a tearful helplessness.


    And as he gradually lost control over the winds, he had to abandon his plan to directly traverse the Sea of Okeanos and look for a nearby island to make an emergency landing.


    Luckily, when there''s a will, there''s a way. Just as the Icarus wings were about to utterly disintegrate, a lush, verdant island came into view.


    At the center of the island stood several dilapidated marble buildings, resembling an ancient temple, with an obscure energy pulsating and diffusing through the ley lines.


    Among the collapsed pillars and damaged sculptures in the square, there were evidently dozens of figures busily bustling about.


    A temple? With people?


    Luo En''s gaze sharpened, and a sense of caution instinctively arose in his heart. However, under the circumstances, he had no choice but to fold his wings and plummet into a relatively desolate thicket within the island''s forest.


    Meanwhile, on the marble square:


    What''s that?!


    A burly, bald man with a face full of bristling muscles and a short, spry man in a felt hat sensed the tremors beneath their feet, and simultaneously looked up, their eyes converging toward the southwest side of the island.


    Soon after, both men exchanged glances, and the leading burly, bald man spoke first in a deep voice.


    "Skester, go take a look!"


    "This, this isn''t quite right, is it?"


    The short, sturdy man with a felt hat looked at the stone materials, sculptures, and a few old items from the ruined temple being cut and carried around, and couldn''t help but chuckle nervously while rubbing his hands together. His slender eyes revealed intense greed.


    "Relax, you''ll get your cut."


    The bald strongman promised with a cold face, and seeing the middle-aged man not moving, he raised a finger impatiently.


    "I''ll add another ten percent at most, there are plenty of others willing to do it if you won''t!"


    "I''ll do it! I''ll do it!"


    Noticing the bald strongman''s growing irritation, the felt hat middle-aged man quickly nodded with a smile plastered on his face and then turned into a blur, heading toward the small island to the southwest where there was a disturbance.


    Watching the other man grow more distant until he disappeared from view, the young man with a scarred face standing behind the bald strongman spoke up in dissatisfaction, the coarse cloth of his collar revealing a standard-issue bronze armor.


    "Boss, we''re the ones doing all the hard work, why does he get so much of the cut? I might just follow him and take care of that guy!"


    "Shut up, idiot! Do you really think you''re still in Celifos?"


    The bald strongman glared at the scar-faced youth behind him, lowering his voice to a deep, cold hum.


    "You think I don''t want to? But with no one to guide us and without an accurate map of the Sea of Occhanos, are you sure you can make it to shore alive? What''s the use of having a lot then? The key is being alive to spend it!"


    Scolded by their leader, the hot-blooded scar-faced youth glanced at the several figures around him dressed like the felt hat middle-aged man and reluctantly hung his head in defeat, spitting a thick gob of phlegm onto the ground to vent his frustration.


    "Pah! A bunch of trash from Arcadia, greedy thieves the moment they see money!"


    Legend has it that the Divine Envoy Hermes was born in a cave in Arcadia and is widely regarded as the local guardian deity.


    Perhaps influenced by this deity, the people of Arcadia are crafty, forming a heaven where thieves, merchants, and swindlers gather in droves.


    Of course, those favored by Hermes tend to be blessed to some extent, making them agile, adept at hiding, and top-notch at navigating dangers and delivering messages.


    And that "Skester," the felt hat middle-aged man, with Hermes'' Divine Blood flowing through his veins, was among the best of them.


    However, his greed was also notably infamous within the industry.


    If it weren''t for the high risk and reward of this mission, they would never have brought along someone so fixated on money.


    Furthermore, keeping the peace among them was attributed to other factors.


    For instance, as a fellow demigod and veteran, even the bald strongman wasn''t confident that he could subdue Skester, the inheritor of Hermes'' Extreme Speed, let alone his own greenhorn deputy.


    In fact, they were not thieves but the strongest elite Celifos could assemble, bearing an important mission from the king that could not be compromised.


    If they were to tear each other apart, it wouldn''t bode well for anyone.


    "Enough chit-chat, get back to work!"


    The bald strongman steadied his thoughts and waved his hand to issue the order, prompting the dozen or so guards and laborers around him to hasten the pace of transporting the goods.


    Watching the ancient stone slabs and sculptures engraved with cryptic script being loaded onto the ship, the strongman''s mood, initially soured by the prospect of financial loss, began to ease considerably.


    Even though this expedition didn''t yield the [Divinity''s Blood] that his majesty the king most desired, finding an abandoned temple on this desolate island was an unexpected bonus.


    As long as they could safely transport these items and [that thing] ashore, it would compensate for the losses and mistakes of this venture, netting a fortune for everyone.


    The bald strongman, while considering how to splurge back in town, couldn''t help but glance a few times at the surrounding sculptures.


    For some reason, he felt there was something odd about the statues on the island, as if...


    ����they were living people forcibly stuffed into stone shells.


    A gust of cold wind blew by, and the bald strongman involuntarily shivered, subconsciously shrinking his neck and urging aloud.


    "Hurry up! We must load everything we can onto the ship before it gets dark! Once Skester returns, we''ll set sail immediately!"


    Everyone glanced at the sun sinking toward the horizon and quickened their movements accordingly.


    About a quarter of an hour later, the bald strongman pacing on the spot couldn''t help but grow restless.


    Strange, why has there been no word from Skester after so much time?


    Could it be...


    Almost instantly, the bald strongman extinguished the baseless speculation in his heart and reassured himself.


    How could that be possible, Hermes'' bloodline is best at running away; nearly no one can catch him if he wants to escape!


    Surely something has just delayed him, let''s wait a bit longer.


    Soon, the bald strongman calmed down and continued to direct his subordinates to plunder the treasures of the abandoned temple on the island.


    Meanwhile, in the dimly lit thicket.


    A relative of Hermes, staring at the faintly flickering Burst Runes beneath his feet, felt beads of sweat roll down his forehead.


    "Don''t move, they''ll explode."


    A kindly reminder came, and from the deep pit ahead, the "corpse fallen from the sky," originally the focus of Skester''s attention, slowly rose from the ground, dusting off the dirt and dead leaves before flashing him a slight smile, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.


    "So, do you want to die? Or do you not wish to live?"


    "..."


    Confronted with the two choices, Skester wordlessly opened his mouth, his expression turning rigid.

 Chapter 34 30 Chaos is a Ladder

    "So, you were commissioned by the king of Celifos Island to explore this abandoned sea temple with a fleet?"


    A quarter of an hour later, Luo En raised his hand to stroke his chin, glancing at the middle-aged man in a felt hat who sat in front of him, sniffling and shedding tears as he spilled his background and identity like beans from a bamboo tube. Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly.


    Celifos Island? That name seems vaguely familiar. It feels like I''ve heard it somewhere...


    "Little brother, I''ve said all there is to say, I''m just a guide."


    Seeing that the person across from him showed no intention of letting him go, Skester pled with a long face and, to alleviate the other''s concerns, swore earnestly to the heavens with a solemn face.


    "Don''t worry, I know the rules. I didn''t see anything, and I know nothing!"


    Luo En, coming back to his senses upon seeing this, couldn''t help but find it a bit amusing.


    "Oh, quite the expert, huh, old pal? It seems you''ve run into this sort of thing more than a few times, right?"


    Skester coughed dryly a few times to hide his embarrassment, squeezing out a somewhat sycophantic smile while leaning slightly forward in unison.


    "Ahem, it''s all just to scrape by, isn''t it? No need to stake my life."


    "So..."


    Luo En drawled, his tone playful yet mocking as he looked towards the middle-aged man''s hand, which had at some point moved to his back waist.


    "...how many have believed that spiel of yours and are still alive?"


    He''s been found out!


    In an instant, Skester''s pupils constricted, and he suddenly burst into action, pulling a dagger from behind his waist as fast as lightning. The blade, with its whistling wind noise, streaked towards Luo En''s throat.


    The previously timid middle-aged man in the felt hat became decisively vicious and cold in his actions and gaze at that moment, like a cheetah revealing its fierce fangs.


    As expected, how could the demigod descendant of Hermes be an innocent and pure little white rabbit? After all, the Divine Envoy they worshipped was renowned throughout Greece for being a notorious swindler and thief.


    A cold smile sketched across Luo En''s lips with no hint of surprise.


    "Crack!"


    The crisp sound of snapping echoed through the dense forest, as Skester''s right hand, holding the dagger, twisted grotesquely like a pretzel. Shards of white bone jutted through the skin, exposed to the air.


    "Ah��!"


    Agonizing pain struck, and the blood descendant of Hermes nearly blacked out and collapsed to the ground.


    "If you move again, not even Zeus can save you..."


    A ghostly voice rose near Skester''s ear. He shivered and quickly bit his tongue to force himself awake, firmly halting his forward-leaning body and standing his ground to avoid accidentally triggering the Burst Rune beneath his feet.


    "Pretty quick reflexes, befitting a descendant of Hermes, the God of Speed."


    Accompanied by a tone that was both mocking and playful, Luo En stepped closer, his hand lightly resting on the other''s right shoulder while the other hand smoothly took control of the bronze dagger that had slipped from the middle-aged man''s grasp.


    "I was just trying to crack a joke with you. With such little tricks, how could I ever measure up to you?"


    Skester, enduring the pain of his fractured bone, twisted his face into a tight knot and forced out a strained chuckle, his face insincerely flattering, though he cursed non-stop inwardly.


    What kind of monster was he dealing with today? Not only was he crafty, but his reflexes were even faster than his own as a blood descendant of Hermes!


    "If that''s your last word, I''ll take it as a compliment," Luo En said, his eyes slightly smiling, as he deftly twirled the bronze dagger��its blade shimmering with a blueish tint, seemingly coated with poison��between his slender fingers.


    As mentioned before, there are indeed disparities among demigods.


    The blood of deities often becomes diluted over the generations of their offspring.


    Though he was somewhat reluctant to admit it, he was after all one of Zeus''s first generation of offspring, and those he had faced in the Sea of Okeanos were mainly high-purity hybrid monsters and Titans.


    Demigods like the one before him, related to Hermes and whose abilities through countless mortal generations had almost entirely focused on agility, were nowhere near clever enough to trick him.


    As the blue blade inched closer to his neck, Skester''s face went pale, shivering, and he hastily began to plead his case.


    "It was a misunderstanding just now! If you let me go, I can show you the way. Honestly, the people from Celifos have found quite a few treasures on this island!"


    Seeing that Luo En was utterly unmoved by the potential fortune, the Hermes blood descendant, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, steeled his heart, biting down hard, and played his ace.


    "How about this, I''ll tell you a secret: The king of Celifos Island sent us here not just to explore the temple, it''s simpler than that. What he really wants is the legendary ''Divine Blood,'' a ''Spiritual Medicine'' that can transform mortals and greatly prolong their lives!


    ��Even for demigods who consume it, their strength will leap dramatically!"


    In a moment of realization, Luo En was taken aback, and a series of fragmented information intertwined in his mind.


    The ''Divine Blood'' that could transform mortals... The ''Spiritual Medicine'' that could prolong life...


    And... Celifos Island...


    All at once, a spark ignited in his mind, and Luo En''s pupils dilated as a name slipped from his lips.


    "Gorgon!"


    "You know about it?!"


    Skester, too, was visibly shocked, his expression astonished.


    Luo En did not respond, his brow furrowed, thoughts racing in his head.


    He finally remembered why "Celifos Island" sounded so familiar��it was the second homeland of the constellation hero Perseus.


    ��That is, the famous Ancient Greek demigod hero who would later set foot on Formless Island, slay Medusa, the Gorgon with snake hair, defeat Keto, the mother of sea monsters, and rescue Andromeda, the princess of Ethiopia.


    By blood, he could be considered Luo En''s half-brother, sharing the same father.


    Legend has it that the king of Argos, Acrisius, was warned by an oracle that he would be killed by a son born to his daughter, Danae?, so he imprisoned her in a bronze tower.


    Down on earth, Zeus transformed himself into a shower of golden rain to meet with Danae?, and thus Perseus was born.


    When the king of Argos learned of his daughter''s pregnancy and the birth of her child, he was terrified and cast Perseus and his mother, Danae?, into the sea inside a chest. However, with the protection of Zeus, mother and son safely navigated the tempestuous waters.


    In the end, the chest that housed them washed up on the island of Seriphos, where the ruling brothers, Dictys and Polydectes, took in the mother and son and raised Perseus.


    Before long, Polydectes, the elder of the two brothers, coveted Danae?''s beauty and sought to expel the growing, godlike and hence threatening Perseus.


    So, on the day that Perseus was to present him with a gift, the ruler of the island of Seriphos expressed his desire, with ill intent, to acquire the head of Medusa from among the Gorgon Sisters.


    Thus, Perseus was forced to embark on a journey, which is where the later story begins.


    However, reflecting carefully, the records in mythology seem to diverge significantly from what Luo En currently saw before him.


    ��The ruler of Seriphos was definitely not acting on a whim, nor was it to solely vex his foster son, Perseus, that he commanded him to go to Formless Island to hunt the Gorgon Medusa and retrieve her head; rather, he had long coveted something from the Gorgon Sisters.


    More precisely, what he desired was likely the "Blood of Gorgon" flowing through the sisters!


    In Greek mythology, the "Gorgons" refer to the collective name of the three snake-haired sisters: the eldest sister, the "Lady of Strength," Stheno; the second sister, the "Lady of Flight," Euryale; and the youngest, the "Lady of Domination," Medusa.


    According to legend, the blood from the right side of the Gorgon Sisters has the miraculous effect of reviving the dead and prolonging the lives of mortals, while the blood from the left is a swiftly fatal poison.


    Perseus set foot on Formless Island and, with the help of fate, slew Medusa, the only sister who was not immortal, and took her head but presented it directly to the Goddess of Wisdom and War, Athena.


    Athena then fixed Medusa''s head in the center of her goatskin divine shield, making it her emblem.


    Later, Asclepius, the son of Apollo and the Medicine God, obtained from Athena a small vial of restorative blood and created the Ambrosia that granted immortality to humans, ultimately violating divine taboo and being struck down by the thunderbolts of the Divine King Zeus.


    Thereby, the potent effects of the "Blood of Gorgon" are evident, feared even by the Immortal deities, let alone mortals bound by life and death''s afflictions.


    Previously, in a brief glimpse across the void, Luo En saw in the deserted temple square a collection of human-shaped sculptures, likely those bold hunters who coveted the miraculous effects of the "Blood of Gorgon."


    These presumptuous hunters misjudged their strength, ended up as prey themselves, and all turned into stone sculptures on this island, awaiting the erosion of time.


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the middle-aged man in the felt hat, his eyes filled with contemplation.


    It turns out that the king of Seriphos, Perseus'' foster father and Demigod hero, had begun to harass the Gorgon Sisters long ago.


    Nevertheless, his repeated attempts ultimately failed, and he turned this difficult task over to his foster son, Perseus.


    And, judging from the process and outcome of the battle, Perseus must have achieved Demigod status at the very least, in order to have the strength to flee alive from the Sea of Okeanos, pursued by the divine-class snake-haired Gorgon sisters Stheno and Euryale, after slaying Medusa, who was also a Demigod.


    At least for now, it seems that Perseus had not yet grown to that stage.


    Unexpectedly, among the twelve mortal women decreed by Zeus, Luo En, the fifth in line and son of Semele, had advanced to Demigod status earlier than Perseus, the son of Danae?, who was the fourth in line.


    It seemed that the pace of his growth was indeed extraordinary, but for the sake of his own life, he would be cautious and keep a low profile upon entering the city.


    "So you knew about it too, that''s even better!"


    At this moment, the Hermes descendant who had recovered his wits first, repressed his astonishment and showed an expression of joy.


    Luo En smiled, steadying the blade that spun at his fingertips, but did not withdraw it.


    "The value of this piece of information is not enough to buy your life."


    "No, no!"


    Skester shook his head repeatedly, his eyes darting around like a thief, and after ensuring no one else was around, he whispered mysteriously and quietly.


    "What I mean is��I can help you get the ''Blood of Gorgon''."


    At this point, hearing this unexpected good news, Luo En''s smile grew even brighter.


    What was Hermes known for again?


    ��The god of deceit, lies, trade, and theft.


    If that guy had the ability, the ruler of Celifos Island who posted the bounty would have long had his wish fulfilled, and there would be no need for the future demigod hero, Perseus, to be involved, would there?


    Still dishonest at a time like this, might as well...


    Just as Luo En was about to flick the tip of his dagger upward, a huge wave sound came from the distant shore.


    The familiar smell of the sea that followed made his eyelids twitch involuntarily.


    "Boss Skester, you there? The goods are almost ready. The boss sent me to ask if you''ve run into any trouble? When can we depart?"


    Meanwhile, outside the dense forest, several trembling calls came through, and two followers of Hermes, both wearing felt hats and cloaks, were carefully making their way inside.


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched again, and he couldn''t help but inwardly curse.


    With wolves ahead and tigers behind, and the Gorgon Sisters lurking somewhere on the island, what bad luck!


    But, if you think about it from another perspective.


    Perhaps, within crisis, an opportunity was fermenting, and chaos could be the ladder!


    Luo En''s gaze swept over both sides, his face revealing a bright and mysterious smile. He warmly extended his hand to pat the shoulder of the Hermes descendant and leaned in close to the man''s ear to whisper.


    "Ever thought about pulling off a big heist? Like, the two of us taking all of the goods for ourselves?"


    "Hiss!"


    Skester took a sharp intake of breath at such a crazy thought and then looked down at the poisoned dagger approaching closer to his neck. Nodding his head like a pecking chicken, he smoothly made his choice.

 Chapter 35 31: What Is Considered a Master of Stoking Fire? (Hands on Hips)

    In front of the abandoned temple, dozens of people bustled about the square, transporting the loot they had harvested onto the ship. The bald, muscular man responsible for supervising the work occasionally glanced toward the dense forest by the distant coast, his brow gradually knitting together.


    Since that half-blood descendant of Hermes had failed to return for so long, his unease prompted him to dispatch two more men to investigate the situation.


    However, to this moment, there was still no sign of activity from the other side.


    Under the gloaming, the forest by the sea resembled a monster lurking in the dark, chewing and swallowing life, sending shivers down one''s spine.


    Just as the bald strongman hesitated, out of nowhere, a sudden explosion roared like thunder from the ground.


    "Boom!"


    Fierce flames shot up from deep within the forest, swiftly forming a violent shockwave that swept across all directions. As it passed, grass and trees were shattered, and rocks turned to dust, forming a huge mushroom cloud that expanded rapidly before the naked eye.


    Even from halfway across the island, the deafening explosion and the trembling ground beneath their feet caused many people in the square to stagger.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    Accompanied by the dull sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, two figures, tossed into the air like rag dolls by the blast, clumsily got up from the earth.


    One had a face smeared with blood, his expression one of panic.


    The other was none other than Skester, who had lost contact earlier.


    At this moment, the right arm of this half-blood descendant of Hermes was twisted in an unnatural way, and his abdomen had been stabbed. Blood, tinged with hints of gold and red, poured out from his grievous wounds. His face, pale as paper, barely retained any color or signs of life.


    "Bastard, don''t even think about running!"


    Meanwhile, a roar filled with murderous intent came from behind, followed by several deep blue Tridents whistling through the air along with the surging waves.


    "Get down!"


    In an instant, the bloodied attendant jolted to action, crying out forcefully while simultaneously tackling the half-dead Skester to the ground, rolling forward.


    "Thud, thud, thud, thud!"


    Before the others in front could react, the deep blue Tridents, narrowly missing the two men''s heads, landed in the square, sending up sprays of blood and cries of agony.


    As the scene descended into chaos, the bloodied attendant, dragging the half-dead Skester, quickly got up from the ground and rushed into their own camp before the next wave of attack could arrive.


    Such agile response was enough to make one acknowledge his devotion to Hermes, the God of Speed.


    "What are you waiting for, want to die? Help out, damn it! Fight off these looters!"


    With the urgent shouts reverberating in their ears, the people on the square, suddenly struck by the attack, snapped out of their daze.


    Seeing the sorry state Skester was in, who had gone to gather information, and coupled with the screams of their companions and the thick scent of blood in the air, they instinctively stirred their Magic Power and drew their weapons.


    At this moment, several streaks of sea blue light that were pursuing them across the sky seemed to be intimidated by the momentum on the square, abruptly halting. They moved their lips as if trying to speak.


    "Don''t let them cast spells!"


    Timely warnings resounded amongst the crowd, as the figure who cried out loudly took the initiative to throw the dagger in his hand, signaling the charge.


    "They''re outnumbered, flank them!"


    Following the lead sheep''s example, those who had been caught off guard, their nerves stretched taut, each pulled out Spears, hand crossbows, and axes to welcome their attackers.


    The pursuers, equally unwilling to wait for death, instinctively counterattacked.


    In no time, the two clashing forces were fully engaged on the square, the intensity of the battle escalating with each clash of steel and each spurt of blood.


    Yet, no one noticed that the hero who had first rallied their spirits, along with the half-dead bloodline of Hermes, had disappeared from the fray.


    Nor did anyone realize that the large patches of crimson blood on the square were gradually fading, the fresh blood they had spilled quietly seeping into the ground amidst the darkness.


    At that moment, on the southeast of Formless Island.


    A small and fierce figure, clutching his bleeding abdomen, stumbled to the shore. He dug out a rope tied to a rock from the sandy ground and heaved with all his might.


    In a moment, a fir wood boat approached slowly from near the reefs.


    Phew! Thank goodness, it''s all here.


    Under the cover of night, Skester glanced at the deep waterline of the boat and let out a sigh of relief, collapsing on the sand almost fainting from exhaustion.


    As his body and spirit relaxed, a tide of uncontainable sharp pains washed over him.


    Skester couldn''t help but gasp for air, his face contorted in pain, inwardly cursing the perpetrator to no end.


    The bastard played dirty!


    If he hadn''t feigned death and slipped away during the chaos, he might have been silenced by now, right?


    This half-blood descendant of Hermes, having narrowly escaped death, shuddered at the memory of the harrowing experience and was increasingly grateful for his cunning decision.


    Though he had conspired with strangers to betray his own team��it was, after all, due to circumstances since his life had been in the enemy''s hands��he had no choice.


    If he hadn''t agreed, the two comrades from his homeland, charred beyond recognition in the forest, would have served as prime examples.


    Of course, even if he put forth that explanation, betrayal was an act most teams could never tolerate.


    And since both parties suffered heavy losses due to their conspiracy, regardless of which side won in the end, once everyone calmed down, scrutinized the process, and found the root and the problems, he didn''t believe he would meet a good end.


    Rather than waiting here for death, it''s better to make a last score and run off as soon as possible. I could always change my name later if needed.


    Skester looked at the deep waterline of the small boat in front of him, a pleased smile curling the corners of his lips, his face flush with triumph.


    This was the boat he had secretly prepared for himself to avoid that bald guy''s betrayal.


    Inside, there were some of the best spoils he had reserved for himself.


    As a grey-area worker disdained by both man and dog, mingling every day with a crowd of violent brutes who lived on the edge of a knife, how could he expect to survive long without a backup plan?


    Skester turned his head and scoffed at the temple square on the island from where the sounds of battle emerged, then he staggered to his feet and climbed aboard his boat.


    However, due to excessive blood loss and weakness, he stumbled and almost fell back into the sea from the bow.


    Fortunately, a hand reached out from the darkness, pulling him back onto the boat, and a solemn reminder resonated in his ear.


    "I told you to be careful."


    "Thank..."


    The instinctive response cut off abruptly, as Skester, who was trying to find his bearing, stiffly turned his neck to look at the nightmare that had appeared before him, grinning at him in the dark. He couldn''t help the sourness in his nose, his voice nearly breaking into a sob.


    "You, how did you get here?"


    "Well, I was worried about you."


    Luo En laughed with a look of concern, chiding him softly.


    "You''re almost dead, and yet you go so far. What if you ran into danger?"


    Danger? Who on this island could be more dangerous than you?!


    Skester couldn''t help his bitter complaints, and felt an urge to jump ship and flee. But the paddles cutting the water had already pushed the boat towards the deep sea, far from the shore.


    And with the bone in his right arm still dislodged and an abdominal wound that nearly gutted him alive sending piercing pain, he slumped against the side of the boat, feeling an even stronger sting in his nose.


    What master escape artist? What clever schemes? All delusions!


    Thinking about how he had crawled out of that bloody battleground, dragging his near-dead body to the coast, thinking he was so clever when in fact he had been under the other''s watch the entire time, Skester shivered and felt bitter indignation.


    His feigned death and sneaky escape had been known to the other party all along, who was just toying with him.


    However, even though he wanted to slice his opponent finely and feed him to the fish in the sea, Skester still pulled a professional, fake smile on his face and showed proactiveness.


    "You''re right! This is the boat I prepared for you to leave the island, and there''s also a generous gift inside. It''s all the best stuff on this island!"


    The demigod opened his mouth, displaying the eloquence inherited from his ancestor Hermes, and effortlessly turned his treacherous escape and the hoarding of treasures into a thoughtful gesture for Luo En''s sake.


    Then, he paused, glancing at the temple square where the sounds of battle seemed to have weakened slightly, and carefully suggested,


    "Let''s get going while we can?"


    Although he had ensnared both parties with his superb acting and the right amount of misinformation.


    But upon closer reflection, many details would not hold up to scrutiny.


    Moreover, the disappearance of the two instigators was an irreparable gap.


    Once the other side realized what was happening, they might face not one, but both sides'' pursuit.


    Luo En smiled, continuing to row leisurely, showing no signs of urgency as he gazed at the increasingly distant island, lips curling up into a smile.


    "I forgot to tell you, before catching up to you, I did something else."


    "What?"


    Skester froze for a moment, asking instinctively.


    "Snap!"


    Luo En let go of the paddle, raised his right hand, and made a sharp snap with his fingers.


    "Boom!"


    At that moment, a violent explosion erupted from the other side of the island, with deep blue water shooting into the sky, wooden fragments scattering, and a ruined warship billowing with thick smoke slowly sinking into the deep sea.


    Simultaneously, upon the temple square, the hesitation of the bald, muscular man turned into rage upon seeing this.


    "The boats! They''ve destroyed our boats! And all of our stuff!"


    An intense killing intent spread, and the clanging sounds of armor rubbing together filled the air.


    Their true identity was not that of bandits but regular soldiers of Celifos.


    Without regaining the Blood of Gorgon and any compensatory loot for their losses at sea, and with their only means of transportation destroyed, their fate was clear to imagine.


    If we can''t live, then neither will they!


    The remaining warriors were agitated, stripping off their outer clothes to reveal the standard armor underneath, roaring with fury.


    "All in! It''s fought to the death with them!"


    Meanwhile, several Atlantean Guards who were already disoriented by the fight just stood numbly and mechanically faced the human soldiers rushing at them, determined to fight to the death.

 Chapter 36 36: 32 Chapter Lolita, I really havent lured

    "Tsk, tsk, two demigods, a bunch of gold, and they even know how to cooperate? This must be Celifos'' regular army, right?"


    Luo En, who was rowing at the edge, felt the crazy surging of the Aether tides on the island and slowed down the speed of his paddling. With a smile that was not quite a smile, he glanced at Skester beside him.


    "It looks like His Majesty the King has really invested heavily in this endeavor."


    Realizing there was no way to disembark the pirate ship, Skester made a face that was on the verge of crying and helplessly nodded, revealing all he knew about this exploration.


    It turns out that as Perseus, the King''s adopted son, grew up and exhibited extraordinary talent, combined with the King''s own gradual aging, the ruler of Celifos Island had already felt a pressing pressure and danger. After all, Greece had a fine tradition of regicide and ascension to the throne.


    Thus, he issued bounties one after another, sending people to search for the legendary Blood of Gorgon.


    But most of the regular civilian forces never returned.


    In the end, the King of Celifos, who was no longer willing to wait, simply gathered all his available forces and spent a fortune to hire a follower of Hermes as a guide, going all-in on this exploration.


    However, the outcome was probably going to disappoint him.


    The fleet that landed on the island had searched the entire abandoned temple but did not find the legendary Gorgon Sisters.


    "Boom!"


    The violent explosion that thundered over the island again interrupted Skester''s narration, with dazzling flames soaring into the sky and limbs flying in all directions.


    Seeing the gruesome battle scene and the terrifying destructive power of both sides, Skester could not help but swallow, his face turning pale.


    "Who exactly are those chasing after you?"


    "The Atlantean Guard..."


    "Hiss!"


    Hearing that nonchalant reply, the demigod offspring of Hermes broke into a cold sweat on his forehead and was filled with inward bitterness.


    Great, not only had he screwed over the Celifos he was hired by, but he had also provoked the Atlanteans who dominated the seas.


    If he wanted to consider his own safety, he would probably have to give up his sea-faring livelihood from now on.


    At this moment, as intense vibrations came in waves, the sea began to roll with mighty waves, causing the small boat carrying the two men to sway from side to side. The concentration of Aether magical energy particles in the air also climbed steadily.


    Luo En''s brow furrowed tightly, and he gradually reined in his smile.


    Something wasn''t right. The Atlanteans had been battered by him, they should not be this strong...


    And the source of the vibrations seemed not to be from the ground, but... from underground?!


    After a brief pause, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly looked up at the shaking island.


    "Boom��!"


    Simultaneously, a ground-splitting roar erupted, and the fierce chasm tore open the island as if it led straight to the depths of the Netherworld.


    Slithering noises of serpents hissing and tongues flickering came from the darkness like steel needles piercing everyone''s hearts and eardrums.


    Panic, despair��various negative emotions uncontrollably spread.


    Immediately after, two hideous and immense shadows gradually emerged from the thick night, revealing terrifying contours.


    They were magical beasts with the lower bodies of purple serpents and the upper bodies of human women.


    They were goddesses with golden wings on their backs and a chilling, exquisite beauty.


    ��The Medusa, the Gorgon!


    "Bang!"


    The claws covered with serpentine scales crossed over the abyss, climbing onto the shattered temple plaza, and two figures towering like small mountains grew even taller.


    The Aether magical energy particles that furiously converged toward the Formless Island excitedly thrived in the air, the purple-red glow produced by their fierce friction, lighting up half of the dark sky.


    In that instant, the intense magical reaction made Luo En''s eyelids twitch, and goosebumps rose in patches on his back.


    Deities of God-level! Two of them!


    He could not help but turn his head to look at Skester beside him and spoke with a dry mouth.


    "Are you sure you came to hunt them?"


    "I don''t know! The higher-ups said they were just divine monsters that escaped from the Arima Cave, at most demigods!"


    The demigod offspring of Hermes swallowed nervously as well, his teeth chattering ceaselessly, his face full of terror.


    Two demigods, along with a bunch of gold, and even a demigod offspring of Hermes for extra support��this lineup was definitely enough to take on three divine monsters that were also at most demigods.


    Unless...


    At this time, the two fully-transformed Gorgon Sisters on the island had already begun a bloody massacre of the intruders.


    "Buzzzzz!"


    Dense purple-red light beams swept across the sky and fell like a meteor shower to the ground, plowing the temple plaza several times in an instant.


    The scorched earth mixed with blood and flesh, jet-black and scattered everywhere, formed cone-shaped pits dozens of meters deep, emitting tendrils of green smoke.


    With just this one strike, seven or eight men from both Celifos and Atlantis were annihilated, leaving not a trace of their existence.


    Those who survived were the genuine elite of the gold rank!


    "That old coffin-hugger from the island of Celifos, he actually played me!"


    At this time, having witnessed the calamity on the island and after a lightning-fast series of thoughts in his mind, Skester, with a chill running down his spine, could not help but start cursing.


    "Not necessarily..."


    The deep voice beside him pulled the terrified Skester back to reality, murmuring softly.


    "It''s possible that when they initially set foot on this island, they were merely demigods, but in order to counter the relentless persecution, to survive, they broke through their original ranks and ascended to complete deities... right before you arrived,"


    As for the specific reason, Luo En, based on a few items he fortuitously acquired on the Celifos warship, also had a vague suspicion.


    He opened the Magic Array and took out several stone slabs engraved with wave-like secret inscriptions, he took a deep look at the completely unrecognizable, abandoned temple on the island, his lips silently moving.


    The Old Sea God Pontos, I never expected this to be His temple.


    But upon careful consideration, this wasn''t surprising at all.


    After all, since this ancient god''s fall, He could be called the epitome of hard work in Greece, not only bursting forth gold coins but also greatly enriching the biodiversity of the Primordial Ocean, leaving behind an endless legacy.


    Perhaps the reason why the Gorgon Sisters, who were being relentlessly hunted and pursued everywhere, were able to ascend successfully on Formless Island, which apart from the waves and rocks had almost nothing, was because they licked up the Old Sea God Pontos'' leftovers, inheriting a part of the ocean''s grace.


    Therefore, in Greek mythology, there are two speculative origins for the identity of the Gorgon Sisters, one as "daughters of the Demon Ancestor Typhon and Mother of Serpents Echidna," and another as "daughters of Phorcys, Father of Monsters, and Keto, Mother of Sea Monsters."


    By the way, although Phorcys and Keto are nominally the children of the Old Sea God Pontos and the parents of the Gorgon Sisters, their bloodlines and divinity seem to be purer than those of the three sisters.


    However, the future demigod hero Perseus used only the head of Medusa to turn the so-called Mother of Sea Monsters, Keto, into stone.


    Clearly, the Gorgon Sisters were the more perfect inheritors.


    At this moment, Luo En watched the two Gorgon Sisters on the island, who were beginning to violently clear the field with their divine presence, and he couldn''t help but feel a sense of trepidation.


    The constant persecution and harassment from the outside world had instilled in them a deep suspicion and hostility towards outsiders.


    Not long ago, after receiving the Old Sea God Pontos'' inheritance in some way, they didn''t disappear; instead, they submerged themselves under the temple to sleep, waiting for ascension.


    And those invaders who trespassed on their territory, by sheer misfortune, happened to trigger them, waking them prematurely.


    Luckily, thankfully he hadn''t rushed in to get close right away, otherwise he likely wouldn''t have known how he died.


    Once again, Luo En felt grateful for his own wisdom and caution, while he grabbed the oar, preparing to leave this dangerous area swiftly.


    Even if he wished to cultivate a good relationship with the Gorgon Sisters, now was not the time.


    First he had to preserve his life, everything else could wait.


    Thinking this, Luo En hastened the pace of his rowing.


    However, as the sound of waves spread and reached the island, his heart suddenly contracted violently, a strong sense of crisis surging forth, and he felt like a frog targeted by a serpent in the dark, a chilling coldness spreading throughout his body in an instant.


    "Get down~!"


    As the growl escaped his lips, Luo En, his face changing color, did not hesitate to throw himself down.


    Almost at the same moment, snake pupils sparkling with madness and rage coldly surveyed the sea surface.


    With eyes meeting, the unprepared Skester suddenly felt a heaviness on his body, his consciousness sinking into darkness.


    "Hiss!"


    The next moment, a purple-red magic eye opened and closed, unleashing a highly compressed beam of magic power that swept across the sea surface, raising giant waves and plunging the area into chaos and darkness.


    Finally, the night ended, and dawn broke.


    The turmoil and chaos of the deep sea were cleansed by a sliver of sunlight rising in the early morning.


    "Splash!"


    With a crisp sound of emerging from water, a drenched, tall figure flipped onto a small boat that was quietly floating on the surface.


    "Cough cough..."


    Luo En lay on the deck, coughing slightly, then glanced at the calm surroundings and lay down exhausted, breathing heavily.


    Is this the gap between a demigod and deities? Isn''t it too terrifying?


    After a brief rest, Luo En murmured complaints while getting up and looked gloomily at the half statue remaining on the deck, shaking his head in resignation.


    "I told you to lie down, but you wouldn''t listen, and now look what happened, not even Zeus could bring you back."


    After a few seconds of silent mourning for the unfortunate descendant of Hermes, Luo En tossed the half-sculpture into the deep sea, then sat on the deck, looking around the unfamiliar waters, feeling somewhat at a loss.


    Without a guide and directionless, where should I go now?


    As depression set in, Luo En couldn''t help but grumble about the culprits who had brought about this unwarranted accident.


    Big sisters, I was just passing by; did you really have to use a map cannon on me?


    "Crack!"


    Just as a certain victim was in the midst of his sorrowful complaints, a strange cracking sound came from the cabin below his feet.


    Following that sound was a familiar presence that made his blood pressure soar.


    Gorgon!


    Luo En twisted his neck stiffly, forcing a dry smile on his face as he turned to look at the open cabin behind him. His gaze shifted from feigned sycophancy to confusion and finally settled into complex astonishment.


    At the bottom of the hold, cluttered with secret inscribed stone slabs and bronze ritual vessels that had slid aside, a half-human-high purple-red cocoon revealed its form, rising and falling with the frequency of breaths, pulsing like a heart.


    Inside it, a petite humanoid figure was curled up with arms wrapped around herself, nestled within the amniotic sac.


    The morning sun rose, and a ray of light entered the dim cabin.


    Within the purple-red cocoon, a pair of eyes opened as if sensing something, their pure and unique rectangular pupils gazing quietly at the figure standing outside the cocoon.


    The corners of Luo En''s mouth twitched slightly, his thoughts churning tumultuously.


    He now finally understood why only two of the Gorgon Sisters had appeared the previous night. He also finally knew why those sisters had crazily slaughtered all the intruders on the island and had targeted him with a map cannon.


    Now, it seemed like the trouble had just become much bigger!

 Chapter 38 34: Brother, You Smell Good

    As night fell over the Sea of Okeanos, the water flowed with gentle ripples and a cool breeze blew through the air. A small cedar boat drifted lightly, breaking the reflected brilliance of the Milky Way.


    "Creak~"


    A faint trembling sound came from the wooden planks inside the cabin, where a diminutive figure lay on all fours, half-crouching in a corner.


    In the darkness, those purple-red eyes with rectangular pupils glittered mysteriously, as the tiny head stealthily, ever so stealthily, approached the figure lying next to it.


    Suddenly, those closed eyes in the darkness opened and stared at the face that was now so close.


    "What do you think you''re doing?"


    After a brief silence, Little Medusa raised her head to meet Luo En''s gaze and responded in a hollow voice.


    "I''m hungry..."


    "If you''re hungry, go find something to eat by yourself."


    Luo En pointed outside the door and spoke without expression.


    "But..."


    Little Medusa looked straight at Luo En in front of her, her coiling pink tongue unable to resist licking her lips.


    "You smell so good..."


    "..."


    In the silence, the corner of Luo En''s mouth twitched violently.


    He got it, he was being eyed up again...


    Of course, this was not a matter of desire, but rather, like his enchantress teacher, a great interest in the scent and physical structure of Luo En himself.


    To put it more precisely, what Medusa was exhibiting was a hunting instinct typical of serpentine mythical creatures.


    They generally prefer to feed on the blood of living beings to absorb magic power.


    The higher the purity of the blood of the target, the stronger the divinity and magic power, and the more intense the aroma emitted.


    As an offspring of Zeus and the legendary future God of Wine, Luo En was an undisputed mobile blood pack to Medusa''s temptation.


    Especially after she had just completed her advancement and had been dangling on the tasteless roasted fish, her craving for blood naturally increased day by day.


    Finally, on this night, she seemed unable to restrain herself from biting down.


    But in terms of vigilance and wariness, Luo En clearly had the upper hand.


    "Gurgle~"


    The clear sound of throat movements echoed in the cramped cabin, interrupting Luo En''s thoughts.


    Regaining his senses, Luo En saw Medusa, who had somehow stealthily approached again, and his face darkened.


    However, immediately after, he extended his arm forward with a smile that was not quite a smile, his expression complex.


    "Want to eat?"


    Medusa unconsciously swallowed, her gaze fixed on that fair arm, and her eyes, glowing with a growing heat, seemed as if they could pierce through the skin, clearly visualizing the abundant veins and the crimson delight flowing within.


    At the same time, that tiny head involuntarily lowered.


    "Snap!"


    However, before Medusa could taste the deliciousness, another hand, descending with lightning speed, smacked her on the head.


    "Nice try!"


    Luo En''s face changed abruptly as he quickly snatched back his arm, used as bait, and scolded irritably.


    "Thinking of ambushing me in the middle of the night? Can''t you show some respect for a senior? I''m stronger than you, after all. Charging at me headlong like this is like running straight into the line of fire, isn''t it?"


    Medusa rubbed her slightly aching head and stayed silent for a long while before finally expressing her feelings.


    "But I really am very hungry."


    "..."


    Luo En, who had just been giving earnest advice, immediately fell silent.


    Well, the lesson still hadn''t sunk in.


    Faced with a student impervious to reason, Luo En waved his hand in resignation, his face full of disdain.


    "Go on, there are still some leftover roasted fish in the kitchen plates from today."


    Medusa''s mouth twitched, and she turned her head and walked away expressionlessly.


    ```


    "Where to? The kitchen is next door."


    ```


    Luo En pointed to the opposite side and reminded irritably.


    "I''m not hungry!"


    Medusa''s cheeks tensed as she firmly shook her head, refusing the kind offer. In a flash, she hopped onto the bed, grabbed the blanket, and curled herself into the covers, creating an all-around fortress of defense.


    Luo En couldn''t help but shake his head and chuckle at the sight of the Gorgon defeated by a dish of leftover seafood noodles.


    What the heck, she''s just a child.


    Outside the door, the moon was bright, and a moist sea breeze poured into the cabin, washing away the few traces of sleepiness Luo En felt at the moment.


    Forget it, let''s take a walk outside.


    Out of sheer boredom, he glanced at the motionless bundle of blankets beside him, quietly got dressed, and stepped out onto the small boat''s deck to gaze around.


    Within the silent cabin, a corner of the fortress of blankets was stealthily lifted, revealing a pair of purplish-red eyes that stared at the figure standing in the breeze above, feeling inexplicably mesmerized.


    This person was different from all the other humans she had encountered.


    Strange...


    But, um, also comforting...


    Medusa''s coiled body slowly relaxed, and waves of sleepiness surged over her, blurring her vision.


    Meanwhile, perhaps due to sheer boredom, Luo En casually picked up a homemade harpoon and stood at the ship''s railing, looking down.


    Fish again tomorrow...


    Medusa muttered under her breath, feeling dejected. She let out a deep yawn and finally succumbed to the onslaught of drowsiness, her little head tilting as she drifted into Dreamland.


    In the morning, a savory aroma, distinct from the fishy smell, filled the cabin, waking the sleeping Medusa.


    Medusa''s delicate nose twitched, and her sluggish spirit suddenly revived. She rubbed her bleary eyes, sat up from the bed, walked out of the cabin barefoot onto the deck, and curiously looked towards the pot of meaty breakfast Luo En was stewing.


    "What''s that?"


    "Last night there was a fish tide nearby, which drew lots of seabirds. I managed to knock down a few in the chaos."


    As Luo En flipped the wooden spoon and yawned, he responded nonchalantly.


    Medusa glanced at the blood-stained harpoon beside her and the small pile of feathers on the deck, looking slightly stunned.


    "It''s almost ready, go wash your face first, then let''s eat together."


    The reminder at her ear brought the Gorgon back from her daze, and she obediently completed the pre-meal preparations.


    Before long, the bird meat that had been stewed for most of the night and was now completely tender was brought from the kitchen and served at the table.


    Medusa eyed the bowl with its greasy, rich soup and the sizable chunks of bird meat, and involuntarily touched her grumbling belly.


    Still so hungry...


    For a blood-drinking species, the magic power, vitality and satiety provided by blood were incomparable to regular food.


    But...


    Medusa slightly raised her purplish-red eyes, gazing at the figure beside the ship''s railing who was engrossed in gnawing on a piece of fish, and pursed her lips.


    It should be delicious.


    The petite Gorgon held up the clay bowl, closed her eyes, and took a big slurp of the thick soup, imagining the sweet and tangy taste of blood in her mind.


    As if in a trance, she felt as if she had indeed tasted blood from this bowl, the warm satisfaction spreading from her stomach into her belly and flowing to her limbs and body.


    Delicious!


    Medusa''s eyes widened involuntarily, and she took another big slurp, relishing the previous indulgence.


    The familiar sensation returned, accompanied by a faint sweet and tangy taste on the tip of her tongue.


    Sweet and tangy?


    Medusa paused, her gaze dropping forward.


    A hand holding a skewer, long and pale, resembled exquisite white jade.


    The only imperfection was a slight scratch on the back of that hand.


    Medusa opened her mouth to speak, but Luo En, who had been leaning against the railing, suddenly stood up, threw the fish in his hand into the churning waves below in frustration, and shouted excitedly.


    "Land! It''s land! We can go ashore!"


    At the same time, a visible coastline along with the connected mountains and the characteristic marble buildings of human city-states came into view for both of them.


    ```

 Chapter 39 35: Minotaur, Charge!

    In the lush trails by the forest just off the northern shores of the island,


    the "foreigners," one tall and one short, who had successfully smuggled themselves ashore glanced at the towering city walls and the majestic gates at the end of the road before ducking into the shade of the trees to begin the standard process of rehearsing their cover story.


    "What do you call me after we get in?"


    "Luo En..."


    "Bang!"


    A dull thwack landed on the little head of Medusa as Luo En, with a darkened face, repeated,


    "Brother, you call me brother! From now on, you are my sister, and we are sibling merchants from Celifos, making our living out on the sea, got it?"


    "Oh..."


    Medusa rubbed her slightly aching head, uttering a monosyllabic word nonchalantly, her attitude rather perfunctory.


    As for how much of that the Gorgon sister had taken in, perhaps only she knew.


    Forget it, even if siblings call each other by first names, theoretically there shouldn''t be any mistake.


    Luo En reluctantly raised his hand to massage his slightly swollen temple and, after a bout of self-comfort, continued speaking.


    "And your own name?"


    "Anna!"


    This time, Medusa''s answer was decisive, and her tone was not as lifeless as before.


    Clearly, she quite liked this new name.


    And in Greek, from which the name originates, it means "grace," "mercy," "gracefulness," or "favor," signifying a blessing of good fortune and hopes.


    Luo En nodded satisfied with the response and gently petted the little girl''s head as a reward.


    In the world of the divine age, a true name often reveals the origin and nature of a being, possessing some kind of mystical power. Furthermore, actions such as curses, prophecies, and spell locks, all require it as a medium.


    Therefore, exposing something so crucial to one''s survival could potentially invite unnecessary danger and trouble.


    So, for safety''s sake, Luo En had specifically created an alias for Medusa before entering the city, to hide her identity.


    There was no helping it; the notoriety of the "[Sisters of the Gorgon]" and the "[Blood of Gorgon]" was simply too great��for the mortal humans, they were akin to walking treasures.


    As for Luo En himself, there wasn''t such a necessity.


    On one hand, his true divine name should have been "Dionysus," a fact still unknown to anyone.


    On the other hand, "Luo En," originating from the Greek word for "lion," was a pet name given by his late mother.


    Besides his foster mother and teacher Circe, Hecate the Gambling Goddess as his partner, and the present Little Medusa, hardly anyone knew.


    Even his nominal father Zeus was unaware.


    ��He hadn''t waited for his lover to disclose the news before taking matters into his own hands.


    Heh, it could be said to be a fitting retribution.


    Remembering that stormy night and that Divine King who had thought he controlled everything, Luo En chuckled and shook his head.


    Little Medusa looked up at the face which had become somewhat grim and asked with a bite of her cherry lips, whispering,


    "Are you, are you alright?"


    Luo En came back to his senses, laughed softly, shook his head, and then collected his thoughts to continue lobbing a few more questions to perfect their fabricated identities.


    Perhaps because of the recent mishap, Medusa''s subsequent answers were surprisingly cooperative, and they quickly completed the basic rehearsing.


    Having finished the preparations, Luo En, still somewhat worried, reiterated his instructions.


    "Remember, once we''re inside, stick close behind me and do not run off. This isn''t Formless Island; you should know how outsiders treat you."


    "Hmm!"


    Medusa''s little face became serious, and she nodded vigorously, clearly understanding her predicament.


    Luo En patted Medusa on the head, showing a warm smile as an encouragement. Then he lowered his hand to hold the little girl''s cool hand and followed the flow of people on the road, leading the Gorgon towards the city gate at the end.


    Along the way, he listened to the conversations of passersby, squinting his eyes to enjoy the breeze blowing in his face and the view of the island named "Crete."


    This place was the source of ancient Greek culture, with a topography of mountains and deep valleys, and beautiful scenery, including cliffs, stone capes, and beaches forming the coastline. The standard Mediterranean climate made the island pleasant and sunny, with abundant rainfall, evergreen plant life in the woods, and fields of olive, grape, and citrus fruit bearing heavy, plump fruits.


    Surrounded by the sea on all sides, the expanse of blue waves made it seem as if one were in a stunning garden.


    Legend has it that Crete Island had nearly a hundred ancient cities, the most important of which was Knossos City, the royal capital known as "City of Cities," situated on a coastal plain in the northern part of the island.


    Indeed, that was the city right before Luo En''s eyes.


    Following the crowd and paying the entrance tax like everyone else, the two of them successfully blended into Knossos City.


    Past the towering city gates, a wide road paved in bluestone ran through the center of the city, connecting the main thoroughfares and lanes running in all directions, with buildings arrayed closely together on both sides, mostly constructed of stone, sturdy and durable.


    Looking around, there were residences, palaces, villas, inns, public baths, and workshops among other places, all functional and well-equipped.


    The market was exceptionally lively. Stone sculptures, gold and silver products, jewelry, pottery, bronze smelting, seasonal fruits and vegetables, and basic snack foods were all available.


    Looking past the bustling crowd straight to the end of the road, one could see a grand palace, rectangular in shape and covering 22,000 square meters, with stern axial lines, standardized column structures, and skylight-style lighting, all radiating a unique Greek charm.


    There lay the cultural and political center of the entire Crete Island��Knossos Palace.


    And this magnificent residence belonged to a figure of great renown in Greek mythology.


    ��The ruler of Crete, one of the future three Judges of the Netherworld, son of Zeus and Europa...


    As Luo En followed the related memories, his thoughts touched on the last title that emerged in his mind, and a pleased smile curled his lips.


    ...as well as the well-known Minotaur victim��King Minos.


    It was said that Minos''s ascent to the throne was not legitimate as he had seized the kingship from his older brother Radamanthys and banished him before securing his place as the new ruler of Crete Island.


    To whitewash the sanctity of his succession, he once prayed to Poseidon for a divine sign to prove that his usurpation was justified. Consequently, Poseidon granted Minos a tremendous white Bull and demanded him to sacrifice it to the God of the Sea.


    But the Bull was too beautiful, and Minos ended up sacrificing another one instead, infuriating Poseidon, who cursed Minos''s wife Pasiphae with a desire for the beast.


    To hide the shame, Minos hired Daedalus to create a wooden cow for Queen Pasiphae, into which she was concealed.


    Due to its lifelike construction, the white Bull mated with this wooden cow and Pasiphae became pregnant, later giving birth to a creature with the body of a man and the head of a bull, the Minotaur, signifying "Minos''s Bull."


    In the end, when the scandal was exposed, Minos ordered Daedalus and his son Icarus to build an underground labyrinth to imprison the monstrous Minotaur.


    After the accomplishment, Daedalus and his son also became prisoners, which led to the story of their flight across the Sea of Okeanos and the wings of Icarus.


    Of course, by Luo En''s estimation.


    In the matter of imprisoning Daedalus and his son, King Minos as the instigator harbored somewhat personal grudges.


    It was Daedalus who made the wooden cow so realistic that his own wife succumbed to a Bull.


    Minos couldn''t retaliate against Poseidon and was also ashamed, so Daedalus''s size and stature were just right to bear the brunt of his fury.


    So, in Greece, what really matters is power.


    After silently mourning for the unfortunate soul of Crete Island for three seconds, Luo En casually pulled Medusa by the hand and while moving forward, began to speak out loud about the next arrangements.


    "First, we''ll find a shop to sell our catch and other items, and then we''ll take a look around, buy some things including a sea chart, and then consider our next steps..."


    Silence at his side, with the tug on his hand growing increasingly heavy.


    Luo En turned his head and saw Medusa staring intently at the nearby stall with milk, grilled eggs, fruit preserves, and other dazzling local snacks, a hint of crystal saliva unknowingly hanging at the corner of her pink lips, gradually elongating.

 Chapter 40 36: I could fool 10 people at once with the likes of Medusa!

    Seeing the scene, Luo En couldn''t help but chuckle, and he nonchalantly pulled Little Medusa by his side over to a nearby stall to make an inquiry.


    "Excuse me, how much is this?"


    "Three Athena''s Bronze."


    "And this one?"


    "A bit more expensive, five pieces."


    "..."


    Soon, Luo En''s hands were filled with a variety of local specialty snacks.


    "Here, try these."


    Seeing the delicious skewers presented before her eyes, Medusa couldn''t help but swallow saliva reflexively, but she seemed to hesitate a bit in an effort to maintain her usual aloofness.


    Luo En slowly raised his arm, a mischievous smile on his face.


    "Oh, not eating? Well, then I''ll eat it all."


    "Who said I''m not eating!"


    As the fragrant food seemed about to sprout wings and fly away, Little Medusa could no longer resist the temptation and grabbed Luo En''s arm, taking her share without courtesy and munching it eagerly.


    As different flavors bombarded her taste buds, bringing pleasurable delight, the last bit of embarrassment and reserve on the young girl vanished, and she focused on savoring the handful of snacks in her hand.


    Luo En shook his head with a light laugh, nibbling on a skewer of roasted eggs as he strolled through the bustling market with Little Medusa by his side, inquiring about prices for the items they had.


    After several rounds of asking and investigating, he finally chose a relatively fair-priced shop to sell his goods.


    Total earnings: 14 Hera''s Silvers, 107 Athena''s Bronzes.


    Meanwhile, he and Medusa had eaten away about a quarter of the income as they walked and snacked along the way.


    It had to be said, as the royal city of Crete Island, things here were not cheap.


    Of course, hidden away on that ship, there were still many valuable items, such as temple stone tablets, God of the Sea''s ritual vessels, and mystical study materials, among others.


    All those carefully handpicked treasured items from the thieving leader were sure to bring in a great windfall if sold.


    However, first of all, those items were too conspicuous and easily attracted unwanted trouble.


    And second, thanks to the gold coins that the Twelve Olympians exploded with every day, he wasn''t exactly short on money; if he ever ran out, he could just utter a few more blasphemies, so there really wasn''t any need to take such risks.


    Luo En casually pocketed today''s gains, his face breaking into a friendly smile as he struck up a conversation with the elderly man at the counter.


    "Sir, could you tell me what temples there are in the city and how to get to them? I''d like to make an offering to the deities, hoping for a smooth journey ahead."


    "Young man, you must be from out of town, right? Looking for temples in Knossos City might be a bit difficult."


    The old man, his face etched with the wrinkles of time, smiled helplessly.


    "For some reason, the current King Minos seems not to like the deities very much. He rarely participates in worship and doesn''t repair the temples, so many places have fallen into disrepair."


    After listening to the old man''s explanation, Luo En nodded thoughtfully.


    He could probably guess the reason.


    Nine times out of ten, it was the Minotaur''s fault.


    His wife, mocked by the gods, was taken by a mere beast, and bore the hybrid monster��a disgrace so enormous that no man would likely just let it slide, let alone King Minos of Crete.


    That he didn''t slaughter the Minotaur in the Labyrinth Offering and smash all the temples in a fit of rage was already quite tolerant of him.


    How could he continue to worship the gods as he had before?


    Now, this is going to make things a bit difficult for me.


    Luo En rubbed his chin, his brow furrowing slightly.


    The "Weekly Chapter" cooldown was almost over, and he had to actively create some work for the Twelve Olympians in order not to be forced into a corner by that damned dice he bore.


    Now, here comes the trouble.


    "However, if you truly wish to offer your respects to a deity, there is indeed a place you can go," the old man added slowly, his latter words snapping Luo En, who had been deep in thought, back to reality with a spark of interest in his eyes.


    "Where?"


    "In the northwest corner of Knossos City, there''s a palace dedicated to a goddess atop a small hill."


    "Who?"


    "The sovereign lady, Athena."


    Luo En briefly paused upon hearing that title, and then the historical records that surfaced in his mind helped him understand.


    Legend had it that the Minos civilization had a strong tradition of goddess worship, and among them, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and warfare, was the most honored and held the highest status.


    They called her "�Ц�?�Ӧͦɦ�," meaning lady, queen, sovereign, and corresponding records appeared on subsequent Mycenaean tablets.


    Of course, Athena was absolutely worthy of this honor.


    For in the process of creating humans, Prometheus bestowed upon them their form, while Athena gave them their souls.


    In a sense, she truly was the "sovereign lady" of the human race.


    Nevertheless, Luo En had originally intended to flip Hermes'' card and play a trick on the ancestral thief of the Greeks.


    Taking Medusa to Athena as a means of teaching her a lesson was certainly not an option he had considered.


    But at the moment, aside from this, there seemed to be no better choice.


    "Stranger, may the goddess protect your journey."


    The old man lifted his hand to his chest and nodded as he offered his blessing.


    After briefly thanking him, Luo En, holding Little Medusa''s hand, stepped out of the shop and looked towards the columned temple in the northwest.


    It''s just a visit, she can''t be that petty, right?


    He muttered to himself for a bit before looking down at Medusa, who was still engrossed in her snacks, and forced a gentle smile on his face.


    "Shall we go for a walk over there?"


    "I don''t like them."


    Medusa shook her head, her eyes filled with strong resistance.


    In the mythological world of Greece, most monsters were labor tools for the gods and a whole bunch of achievements and leveling-up experiences reserved for demigod heroes.


    Although the three sisters had escaped slavery, they were still unable to avoid being hunted by the outside world.


    Therefore, Medusa naturally didn''t have a favorable impression of the gods who were orchestrating it all.


    Luo En blinked and spoke leisurely.


    "I heard that the marketplace there is more prosperous than the one in the east, and there''s even a greater variety of food."


    "..."


    At these words, Medusa''s eyes lit up, clearly tempted.


    "And drinks too��the weather calls for a cup of chilled grape juice and pomegranate juice. It''s simply unbeatable."


    "I''ll go!"


    Immediately, Medusa, lured by her cravings, no longer hesitated and swiftly raised her little hand, her face full of eagerness.


    Even before Luo En could move, the next moment, Little Medusa decisively grabbed him and headed towards the northwest corner, taking the initiative.


    Luo En, dragged along, couldn''t help but shake his head in amusement.


    Tsk tsk, isn''t this girl too easy to trick? I could fool ten of them at once!


    Soon after, the corners of Luo En''s lips lifted, sketching a wicked curve on his face.


    How could this do? He must seize this opportunity to show her the dangers of human nature and what true "cruelty" is!

 Chapter 41 37 Stealing Athenas Tribute

    In the ancient and grandiose stone temple, Luo En held Medusa''s little hand and followed the flow of worshipers into the main hall.


    The dawn''s light streamed through the dome''s skylight, casting itself upon the marble deity throne up ahead, where a luxurious statue crafted of sandalwood, gold, and ivory carvings for exposed skin caught their eyes.


    The female sovereign atop wore a bronze helmet crown, her clearly defined long hair cascading like a waterfall behind her head, a wooden owl perched upon her shoulder, her upper body draped in snake-patterned armor, her right hand grasping the Spear of Victory, her left donned in a sheepskin Divine Shield [Aegis] adorned with golden tassels, her tall and straight figure radiating chill authority and an inviolable sense of sanctity.


    Minosians worshipped the Goddess. Although male deities were also mentioned, descriptions of goddesses far exceeded those of their male counterparts in the Minosian religion; for example, the mother goddess who presided over fertility, a female animal sovereign, a female protector of cities, families, harvests, and the Netherworld, and so on. Some believed these to be different manifestations of the same Goddess, who commonly possessed animal representations like snakes and birds.


    And all these traces reflected upon Athena, who bore the titles of the snake and owl goddess upon Olympus.


    As the crowd bowed in prayer, the blasphemer mingling among them subtly raised his head, eyes glazing over the humble and bowed believers, who willingly offered all their wealth to the deity, and gazed at the female sovereign above disdainfully scrutinizing her divine figure.


    All around was silent; the statue still stood, not responding to the prayers, not comforting the distressed, not punishing the irreverent, not sanctioning the foul.


    Luo En tightened his grip on Medusa''s slightly trembling little hand and turned to blink at the Medusa crouched beside him, too scared to raise her head.


    See, I told you it was nothing to worry about, right?


    Perhaps affected by the casual mood beside her, Medusa mustered the courage to gradually lift her little head, her purple-red pupils stealthily glancing at the face beneath the helmet.


    Because the sculpture was infused with faith and blessed with divinity, at a distance, the face appeared blurred, as if shrouded in a thin mist, preventing mortals from peering at the divine visage.


    But a statue was, after all, a statue��stationary upon the deity throne, posing not even as much a threat as a snarling stray dog by the roadside.


    The inexplicable fears pressing on little Medusa''s heart dissolved like smoke, clearing much of the gloom that had long accumulated on her face and revealing her natural demeanor.


    "This place is so boring. When will it end? I''m so hungry now,"


    the Medusa whispered, rubbing her belly and tugging at Luo En''s hand.


    "Just a moment..."


    Luo En glared at the true "hungry beast" beside him and, upon hearing the internal alert signifying the end of his mission, he completed the orderly process of worship and donation, exiting through the back door of the temple with Medusa.


    As he stepped over the threshold, Luo En paused briefly, looking back at the throngs of poor-faced, starch-washed believers, who still offered everything to the deities, yearning for a better life, and at the extremely luxurious and costly statue capable of sustaining dozens of families for years, he shook his head slightly, murmuring soundlessly.


    Do you really love humans that much, Athena?


    The statue would not respond.


    But in Luo En''s memory, there lay a related future for the Minosians.


    The eruption on Thera Volcano Island, the great tsunami from Occhanos, the relentless acid rains, and the lingering dust clouds��all symbols of "divine wrath" that would toll the bell for their civilization''s demise.


    The Mycenaeans from mainland Greece would ultimately invade and rule over the entirety of Crete Island, burying the worship of the Goddess and the future of the Minosians together...


    It seems you might not truly be worthy of this adoration after all.


    ��My dear... sister?


    Outside the temple, Luo En sneered and shook his head, slipping his outstretched hand back into his pocket and leading the visibly impatient big "hungry one" down towards the bustling market.


    Under the shade of a roadside tree, Medusa looked shocked.


    "What? We have no money for food?"


    "Of course. Honoring the deity has its costs. I''ve already donated our lunch money to the great female sovereign."


    Luo En spread his hands helplessly, a hidden mischievous smile lurking behind his innocent eyes.


    "..."


    Upon such dreadful news, Medusa''s face, which had been full of anticipation, suddenly fell.


    Then, grinding her little teeth, she turned away angrily.


    "Where are you going?"


    "To get it back!"


    "..."


    Seeing the newly emboldened Medusa, who had just overcome her fear of the deities, become overzealous and so fierce, Luo En gasped, breaking into a cold sweat, and quickly caught hold of the Medusa intending to rob the treasury.


    "There''s no need, no need. Take this to hold you over. We''ll just advance some lunch money from the reserve fund. I''ll go buy it right now!"


    He then pulled out a few pieces of fragrant, delicate pastries from his pocket and handed them to Medusa.


    "Try these, they''re really good."


    Medusa sniffed delicately and tentatively took a small bite. Soon, the sweet and refreshing taste was bursting on her taste buds, bringing a surge of satisfaction and pleasure. The young Medusa''s eyes sparkled with delight as she couldn''t stop praising the deliciousness.


    "Yummy!"


    "Of course, it is."


    Luo En nodded unsurprised, casually took a piece to taste, and with a pleasant turn of his lips, he began to speak leisurely.


    "This is a top-quality offering to the gods, the taste is definitely beyond question."


    Medusa, who had been wolfing down the treat, paused abruptly and looked down at the distinctive snake and olive leaf patterns on the pastry she held, her small frame shivering suddenly.


    "You stole the Goddess''s offerings?"


    "What do you mean, stole? I paid for them, fair and square, no deception involved," Luo En said righteously, as he popped another piece of the pastry into his mouth.


    Medusa instinctively hugged the remaining pastries closer to her chest, then asked somewhat puzzledly.


    "But isn''t our money supposed to be an offering to the deities?"


    "Quite right, we made our offering to the deities, and they have accepted it, which means they are willing to alleviate our troubles and provide us protection," Luo En replied, nodding with an even brighter smile on his face.


    "So, the question arises, what was our trouble at the time?"


    "Hungry?"


    After thinking it over, Medusa murmured, touching her tummy.


    Luo En clapped his hands and explained with a cheerful grin.


    "Exactly, you see, we offer what we have to the deities, showing our piety and seeking solutions to our troubles, and in return, the deities reward us with their kindness and aid. It''s a fair trade, no deception involved��doesn''t that sound right?"


    "..."


    Faced with this seemingly logical argument, Medusa was somewhat confused, taking quite a while before she could appreciate the rationale and then spoke with a snort.


    "Did you ask the Goddess?"


    "Of course!"


    "And what did she say?"


    "She tacitly agreed."


    Luo En spoke solemnly, his face serene, while inwardly he muttered to himself.


    Today, he had not only completed a Weekly Chapter but also took the chance to clear the Daily Chapter; the money was well spent, with the bonus of tasting the palace''s fine cuisine, a total win!


    At that moment, a trace of gleeful smile emerged inevitably on that face, subtly revealing one''s true character.


    Even though he was ostensibly at the mercy of that dice, every choice was made by him personally.


    Luo En''s soul, originating from the future, inherently lacked real awe for the so-called deities and fate.


    As his true nature gradually came to light, he even began to enjoy the thrill of fooling the deities. He would blame the dice on one hand while actively scheming and taking the chance to drag Medusa onto his bandwagon.


    After all, this future Medusa was destined to be slain by a demigod hero, with even her head becoming a decorative piece on Goddess Athena''s shield.


    This move could be considered as collecting interest from Athena in advance.


    However, unlike Luo En who found joy in such antics, the innate fear of deities made Medusa''s heart waver, prompting her to remind him in a quiet huff.


    "It''s best if the Lady Goddess indeed thinks that way."


    "Don''t worry, the great sovereign is a compassionate and generous deity; how could she bear to see her devout followers starve?" Luo En said, against his better judgment, as he complimented the wooden sculpture in the temple with self-righteous fervor.


    "Blasphemy against the deities is hardly devout for any believer. With an insincere heart, what right do they have to expect the care of the deities?"


    As the two conversed in hushed tones, a faint murmuring came from the front of a nearby stall. A girl with silver hair down to her shoulders and dressed in a finely embroidered white silk gown placed down the item she was holding and turned to look at Luo En and Medusa under the shade of the trees. Her deep violet eyes were as profound as the night and bright as stars.


    Behind her, a golden-haired, blue-eyed little girl wearing a flower crown was tugging at the hem of the embroidered dress, peeping out with a mischievous grin and sizing up the pair across from her.

 Chapter 42 38 Riddle Man Rolls Out of Greece!

    Luo En, hidden beneath the tree shade, slightly coughed and flashed a knowing look to his accomplice.


    Medusa immediately caught on and, with her body concealing the action, quickly stashed the stolen goods away.


    What a teachable child!


    Luo En nodded silently, caressed Medusa''s clever little head for a while, then turned and flashed a reserved smile at the person across from him,


    "Just now, it was nothing but light-hearted teasing with my little sister, just a joke."


    "Every joke has a grain of seriousness in it."


    The silver-haired girl at the stand spoke indifferently, her piercing gaze as if she could see the color of one''s soul beneath the skin.


    Under those scrutinizing purple eyes, Luo En resignedly raised his arms, and with a face of feigned misery, struck the posture of someone ready to be arrested.


    "It seems you intend to pursue this to the end? If I''m taken to the temple for punishment over a slip of the tongue, I have nothing to say, but my sister is innocent; she is still a child who doesn''t know anything!"


    At that moment, as Luo En shifted slightly, Little Medusa, who was pushed to the front, looked up confusedly.


    "Hmph, I just dislike some people''s pretentious cleverness and their tendency to twist right and wrong in their favor."


    The silver-haired girl huffed lightly, and her stern expression gradually thawed.


    Luo En detected the significant softening in her tone and the corners of his mouth imperceptibly curved upward.


    This step back as a means to move forward worked!


    He promptly tugged at Little Medusa beside him, who was responsible for diverting the heat, preparing to smoothly capture the opportunity and escape.


    "Thank you for your guidance, next time I will definitely be more careful with my words and actions!"


    As Luo En earnestly made his guarantees, he stealthily began to retreat.


    The silver-haired girl had heard the conversation from tens of meters away earlier, even though he and Little Medusa had whispered very quietly.


    Clearly, she was not some ordinary character.


    Add to that her finely-made noble-patterned dress and the appearance of being well-cared-for, just like the little maid behind her; her status in Knossos City likely wasn''t simple.


    There was no need to stir up such a great trouble over a minor verbal dispute.


    "Wait a moment..."


    However, before Luo En could make a clean getaway, the silver-haired girl stepped forward, her eyes narrowing slightly.


    "It seems like it''s not just a slip of the tongue, right? Stealing offerings is a grave crime..."


    Luo En''s body stiffened, and he turned his head awkwardly.


    In the end, he couldn''t just avoid the important and dwell on the trivial.


    As the atmosphere grew a bit delicate, Little Medusa emerged from behind Luo En, head held high, ready to take the blame.


    "I was hungry!"


    Luo En quickly pushed the unruly head back and maintained a warm smile on his face.


    "So, what do you intend to do? Hand us over to the temple for punishment?"


    "It doesn''t have to come to that..."


    The silver-haired girl''s gaze swept passed the little head peeking out from behind Luo En, her eyes softening, then with a profound cold hum, she turned to face another.


    "After all, that Goddess is known for her ''merciful and generous'' nature, I''m not in a position to reproach her followers..."


    "Um, if there''s nothing else..."


    "What''s the rush?"


    The silver-haired girl stopped the one who seemed ready to flee at any moment again, the trace of a smile visible on her smooth, cool lips.


    "Aren''t you hungry?"


    Seeing the smile that emerged on her face, Luo En instinctively sensed danger and was about to speak when the silver-haired girl spoke up first.


    "How about this, the Harvest Festival is just around the corner, and there are some riddles prepared at a stall up ahead; if you can solve at least three riddles, I''ll treat you to this meal."


    "But just now..."


    "I didn''t hear or see anything."


    The silver-haired girl said leisurely, offering rather generous terms.


    "That''s not fair!"


    An unexpected response caused the silver-haired girl''s expression to stiffen for a moment.


    Seeing this, Luo En shook his head and explained earnestly.


    "I mean, this seems a bit unfair to you."


    "How so?"


    "I was the one who behaved inappropriately, offending the Deities revered by the Minosians. Your willingness to overlook that is already uncommon generosity; how could I possibly let you foot the bill alone? This condition truly isn''t reasonable."


    Luo En spoke seriously, then turned to look at the distant stalls and smiled with a suggestion.


    "How about this instead, we both participate, and see who can answer more riddles correctly, with the loser paying for the meal?"


    "So, you want to compete with me?"


    The silver-haired girl raised an eyebrow, slightly amused.


    Luo En smiled, neither confirming nor denying.


    "It''s a rare festival, participating together, enjoying this process together, makes it all the more interesting."


    "Makes sense."


    The silver-haired girl glanced at the lively and festive crowd in the market, couldn''t help but slightly nod in agreement, and then gestured with a wave of her hand.


    "Then let''s go, foreigner."


    Luo En gladly accepted, took Medusa by the hand, and with a smile, followed behind, secretly relieved that he had once again managed to bluff his way through.


    In games, there are winners and losers, rewards and punishments; this was an obvious truth.


    According to the silver-haired girl, if he won, he''d certainly enjoy a full meal to everyone''s delight.


    But what if he lost?


    Intuition told Luo En that the price could be dangerous!


    Therefore, he decisively kept the outcome of the game within a range he could afford.


    If he won, it was a meal; if he lost, it was just a meal too.


    To swap such a small stake for that unknown and dangerous possibility was most certainly worth it.


    "We''re here, when do we start?"


    The thoughtful murmur beside his ear interrupted Luo En''s deep thoughts; he looked up following the direction indicated by the silver-haired girl and saw two redwood tables.


    One table had a large dark brown pottery jar, the mouth only wide enough for one hand to slip through, and dozens of discarded pottery shards with riddles on them were placed inside, awaiting selection.


    The other table was laid out with prizes like brews, sweets, clay figurines, and so on.


    Seeing the array of treats and toys, the two little ones following behind them had their eyes sparkling irresistibly.


    With his concerns about the risks now reduced, Luo En smiled and nodded, threw a few pieces of Athena''s Bronze into the basket on the table, and then made a "please" gesture.


    The silver-haired girl didn''t refuse, reached out and took out a shard, and the first riddle appeared before everyone.


    "When you have me, you want to share me, but once you do, I no longer exist. What is my name?"


    "It''s a secret."


    Without waiting for everyone to think it over, a calm murmur came, and the silver-haired girl, who had just read it once, casually tossed the shard onto the table and explained with a smile.


    "Because a secret is something that only one person knows, once it is shared, it''s no longer a secret."


    "You''re right! Correct!"


    The aged vendor let out a hearty laugh, picked up a small clay bird from the other table, and handed it over.


    Behind the silver-haired girl, the little girl with golden hair and blue eyes, who had been eagerly eyeing the prize, immediately accepted it with satisfaction.


    With slender, fair fingers, she patted her little companion on the head, the silver-haired girl turned her head with a smile and looked toward Luo En.


    "Your turn."


    Tsk, such an unwarranted competitive spirit.


    Luo En muttered to himself and randomly picked out the second question from the pot.


    "I am as strong as stone, yet a single word can destroy me. What am I?"


    Soon after, he smiled and calmly gave his answer.


    "Silence!"


    Silence is golden as stone, but can be broken with but a word.


    Just as the pottery shard fell, Medusa received the butter cake she had longed for, and began to bury her head in contented feasting.


    Not bad at all...


    The silver-haired girl''s eyes sparkled with intense interest, and she pointed to the pottery jar with a serious tone.


    "Together?"


    Luo En smiled and nodded; promptly, the third and fourth riddles were pulled out by him and the silver-haired girl.


    "I can bring tears to your eyes, revive the dead, manifest in an instant, last a lifetime. What am I?"


    "I often take you away at night and return you in the day. No one suffers because they have me, but they do suffer from my lack. What am I?"


    Two puzzles caught their eyes and almost simultaneously, both their gazes flashed and they spoke out together.


    "����Memory!"


    "����Sleep!"


    Their answers were precise and correct; however, each had answered the riddle held by the other person.


    Clearly, both had planned to preempt the other''s question, leaving their opponent with no moves to make.


    The unexpected clash left Luo En and the silver-haired girl momentarily stunned, looking at each other in a silent exchange, as a peculiar atmosphere began to spread.

 Chapter 43 39: I admire you, be my lackey.

    "I want this one!"


    "I want that one!"


    At the stall, two little ones, unable to wait any longer, excitedly squeezed forward, eager to exchange for the prizes they had set their eyes on, instantly breaking the eerie silence between the two adults.


    Seeing the two little fellows cling to the table after receiving their items, staring greedily at the other prizes, Luo En and the silver-haired young lady couldn''t help but exchange a smile, very much in tune.


    "So?"


    "Continue?"


    Upon reaching a consensus, the two stepped forward, and Luo En, following a gesture from the silver-haired young lady, took out the fifth question from the urn.


    "It is the most nimble yet the hardest thing on earth, for it can trap powerful humans in one place. What is it?"


    And the moment the conundrum hit their eyes, two voices chimed in unison once more.


    "�� Doubt!"


    "�� Enigma!"


    Doubt and enigma can cause powerful individuals to fall into hesitation and difficulty, becoming psychological shackles that prevent them from moving forward.


    At this moment, the two contestants looked at each other in surprise, and under a brief exchange of gazes, a sense of admiration seemingly sparked between them.


    When evenly matched, the game becomes all the more interesting.


    "My turn."


    Then, without any reservations, the silver-haired young lady took out the sixth question on her own initiative.


    "I do not exist in the past, yet I am forever in the future. Every living, breathing being pins their hopes on me. What am I?"


    As she gazed at the riddle before her, the silver-haired young lady was momentarily stunned, clueless, and frowned in contemplation.


    "�� It''s ''tomorrow''."


    Then, a thoughtful murmur from behind broke the stalemate, as Luo En, with his arms folded, revealed a serene and confident smile.


    Tomorrow? So that''s it...


    With a bit of thought, the young lady''s frown relaxed.


    It was a riddle posed from a human perspective.


    Only because tomorrow exists do these fragile lives wait and hope, endure the sufferings of the present to keep moving forward, overcome countless obstacles, and create miracles.


    "Your turn!"


    The silver-haired young lady dropped her piece of pottery, stepped back, and gestured to Luo En. This time, however, she stood rigid, eyes firmly fixed on the mouth of the urn, clearly feeling the pressure.


    Luo En nodded, turned his body to the side, and extended his hand towards the urn''s opening to let the participant behind him read the riddle at the first opportunity.


    Seeing this thoughtful little gesture, the silver-haired young lady behind him felt a stir of admiration in her eyes.


    Soon, the seventh question was taken out, presented before both of them.


    "What is it on a person that diminishes every day but will never disappear completely?"


    Breath? Life? No...


    For a moment, Luo En, too, was deep in thought, unable to break through.


    "�� Hope, it''s hope..."


    At that moment, a deep and pleasant whisper came from behind as well.


    Suddenly, Luo En had an epiphany, and the haze in his mind was lifted.


    Indeed, for ordinary people, only hope will be gradually worn down by life yet never completely vanishes.


    Because once hope no longer exists, even if a person is alive, they are just an empty shell without meaning, no longer an "ordinary person."


    It seems I was a bit lost in the game.


    Luo En turned to look behind him, and the contemplative silver-haired young lady, despite having just correctly answered, oddly showed no joy of success. Instead, she gazed upon the Minosians moving back and forth in the streets, beaming with happiness, her cherry lips pursed in a silent sigh.


    She remembered some past events that had made her unhappy.


    However, the silver-haired young lady quickly recovered from her reverie and, with an apologetic smile, turned to the silently waiting figure in front.


    "Sorry, I spaced out there."


    Luo En smiled and nodded in understanding, then made a "please" gesture with his hand.


    "For the last question, we can''t monopolize all the riddles and prizes, can we? We should leave some joy for the others."


    "That''s true."


    The silver-haired girl pursed her lips into a smile, stepping forward to present the eighth and final riddle.


    Luo En, under the pathetic gazes of the two little ones, chose their favorite food and toys for them, respectively.


    In reality, the outcome of this game was no longer important to him.


    Because what he sought from the beginning wasn''t the meal after winning or losing, but rather to use this opportunity to turn hostility into friendship with the mysterious silver-haired girl opposite him, to dissolve her dislike for him, and thus avoid an unnecessary conflict.


    Now it seemed his goal had been achieved.


    So, it was time to bring this entertainment to an early end.


    After winning over the affection of the two little ones, Luo En voluntarily stepped forward to observe the riddle posed by the silver-haired girl, putting on a show of facing it with all his might.


    However, one minute... two minutes... a full three minutes passed.


    The pair in front of the riddle fell into an odd silence, neither of them speaking up.


    Seeing this, the two little ones grew curious, tiptoeing to peer at the puzzle inscribed on the clay shard.


    "��I cannot be bought, but I can be stolen with one glance. I am worthless to one person, but priceless to two. What am I?"


    "Is this question very difficult?"


    The two little creatures blinked, looking confusedly at the two adults who had been winning one after another just moments before.


    "Ahem..."


    Luo En and the silver-haired girl coughed almost simultaneously, with a flash of embarrassment in their eyes.


    The riddle wasn''t difficult; in fact, for the two of them, it was excessively simple.


    But the answer...


    Finally, after a brief stalemate, the silver-haired girl lost to her own competitive spirit, turned her head away, and coughed before speaking.


    "It''s love..."


    In fact, to speak more precisely, the riddle described what should be love between two people.


    At this moment, in such a setting and atmosphere, the answer was a bit awkward.


    "Ah, it seems I have lost."


    To avoid further embarrassment, Luo En quickly spoke up, breaking the silence and asking with a smile.


    "So, what would the two of you like to eat? It''s my treat."


    "There''s no hurry for that..."


    Having been given an out, the silver-haired girl didn''t rush to take it but instead looked at Luo En with interest, speaking leisurely.


    "You don''t seem like someone who makes a living at sea?"


    "Can''t help it, people need to eat, it''s all for a living."


    Luo En gave a dry laugh, insincerely explaining, and felt vaguely guilty under the scrutiny of those purple eyes.


    At that moment, a richer smile appeared on the silver-haired girl''s face, as if she had been prepared for this, she spoke.


    "Even though it''s all for making a living, casting your talents into the boundless ocean is simply too wasteful. How about this: I can introduce you to a job at the temple, so not only can you have endless snacks, you would also earn a handsome reward."


    Free meals and lodging? Plus money to take?


    Thinking of the delightful flavors of the temple''s snacks lingering in her mouth, Little Medusa''s eyes lit up.


    However, before the excited little head could pop up, it was pressed back down.


    "Thank you for your kind offer."


    Luo En maintained a courteous smile on his face as he politely declined.


    "Even though the food and pay from the temple can fill the emptiness of my body, it cannot resolve the troubles of my spirit. I prefer a vaster world to being bound within these narrow confines."


    A job in the temple? What a joke.


    The Minosians were already on shaky ground; getting mixed up with them, who knows when some lurking god might sweep him away.


    If this ship was destined to sink, why would he blindly leap into a pit of fire?

 Chapter 44 40: Sweating buckets, arent you, little brother?

    "Are you saying that even the gods can''t provide you with answers to your problems?"


    At this moment, the silver-haired girl''s eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze took on an even stronger scrutinizing intensity, evidently less than satisfied with what she deemed a mere excuse.


    She rarely extended invitations and even more rarely faced rejection.


    "Of course!"


    Luo En nodded without hesitation in response.


    The silver-haired girl crossed her arms in front of her chest and smirked with pursed lips, "Oh? Why don''t you share your difficult question, and let me see what has left the gods helpless..."


    Facing such relentless pursuit, Luo En helplessly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.


    "It''s not anything earth-shattering; I''m just filled with curiosity about this world.


    I want to know why, when a sailing ship comes from afar on the sea, we always see the mast first, then the body of the ship?


    Why do apples fall to the ground instead of flying up into the air?


    Why do objects of different weights, when dropped from the same height, seem to hit the ground simultaneously?"


    These outlandish questions hit her mind, causing the confidence and pridefulness on the silver-haired girl''s face to involuntarily harden.


    Why do you first see the mast, then the body, of a ship sailing in from afar?


    Why do apples fall to the ground, rather than soar into the sky?


    Why do objects of different weights, when dropped from the same height, land at the same time?


    Indeed, why...


    These everyday occurrences, now questioned with a "why," left the silver-haired girl, who had never considered these perspectives, somewhat befuddled.


    Shouldn''t the rules of the world just be as they are, determined by fate?


    And shouldn''t heavier objects hit the ground first when dropped from the same height? Why would they land at the same time? What''s the explanation for that?


    At this moment, not only was the silver-haired girl unable to solve the initial three questions, but she also found herself sinking deeper into contemplation, her mind becoming more chaotic as she pondered further.


    Finally, after half an hour of deep thought, the silver-haired girl looked up in defeat, a mix of helplessness and confusion on her face.


    "All right, I can''t figure it out for now, but even if you did know, what use would it be?"


    "To humanity, the [world] itself is a mystery!"


    Luo En looked up at the sky, surveyed the earth below, and finally fixed his gaze ahead, his eyes reflecting a distant and profound depth.


    "If one could seek out its essence and pursue the truth; thereby understanding life and touching upon concepts; then perhaps one could unravel all the enigmas, grasp the soul, and rediscover immortality."


    "...!"


    Watching the man before her speak with such ease and listening to his grand ideas, the silver-haired girl''s beautiful face first registered shock, then she came back to her senses, a cold huff gathering between her brows.


    "Immortality? How arrogant! Are you suggesting you want to challenge the gods?"


    "Don''t, don''t�� that''s a burden I cannot bear."


    Luo En smiled sheepishly, waving his hand as if carelessly, yet seemingly pondering something profound.


    "I only think that the [creation] brought about by the gods is merely the starting point for humanity, not the end point.


    As creations, shouldn''t we strive to excel, to demonstrate the greatness of the gods?"


    ��The more outstanding humanity is, the more it proves the greatness of the gods?


    Upon hearing this, the silver-haired girl seemed to think of something and suddenly burst into a wry laugh.


    "Your argument is indeed impeccable."


    "You flatter me, I am merely stating the facts," Luo En blinked innocently.


    "Let it be, since you''re unwilling, I won''t force you."


    The silver-haired girl rolled her eyes at the certain someone across from her and reached out her right hand forward, beginning to speak with a light huff.


    "Tritogeneia is my name..."


    In an instant, Luo En''s eyelids twitched involuntarily.


    The silver-haired girl, whose keenness was exceptional, arched an eyebrow and narrowed her purple eyes once more.


    "You know me?"


    "No, I just find the name quite beautiful, very unique..."


    Under the girl''s lingering scrutiny, Luo En helplessly raised his hands, admitting awkwardly.


    "Uh, well, I admit the name is a bit long and rather hard to remember."


    "Oh, is that so? Then just call me Pallas."


    The silver-haired girl nodded slightly, glancing at someone opposite her, and added calmly.


    "Alright, Miss Pallas..."


    Luo En readily agreed, sighing with relief, seemingly at ease having solved the problem of remembering the name.


    However, Little Medusa, who was being led by the hand, felt a wet and sticky sensation from the palm that was holding hers.


    By then, having heard those two names, Luo En was actually sweating profusely.


    The meaning of "Trito-born" is "the third child of Zeus, other than Artemis and Apollo"; this appellation might be rare and makes it difficult to guess the true identity of the silver-haired girl opposite him.


    But the three syllables "Pallas" are far more frequent in Greek mythology.


    That is because it is the alias of the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena.


    Indeed, standing before Luo En was none other than the true owner of those offerings, the Goddess of Wisdom and War��Pallas Athena!


    She was the legendary half-sister of shared paternity but of extraordinary combat prowess.


    Although Luo En realized that the girl before him was no ordinary person and was likely a demigod or deity walking around in the mortal world,


    he had just left her temple, stolen her offerings, and was still hanging around nearby, only to run into the goddess Athena herself��such a coincidence was even more absurd than a meteorite randomly falling onto one''s head.


    Luckily, as Hecate had mentioned, the Dice of Chance residing within him not only compelled him to challenge fate and stand against the gods but also provided him with hidden buffs that shielded his true nature from the gods'' sight.


    Otherwise, this goddess famed for her wisdom would have most likely discovered his identity as Zeus''s son at first glance.


    "Cough cough, it''s getting late; how about we have dinner first?"


    Luo En steadied his composure, offering a friendly suggestion to Athena opposite him, while inwardly scheming.


    He planned to finish hosting quickly, take Medusa and escape, then get as far away from this city of King Minos as possible.


    After all, the goddess before him was too dangerous.


    A slight oversight from before probably had already given her a hint, and if he were to stay any longer, she would undoubtedly unearth his deep secrets sooner or later.


    However, before Luo En could think of where to find the fastest meal available, Athena across from him chuckled and shook her head.


    "It should be me who treats you."


    "Huh?"


    "Although I solved one more riddle than you did, you raised the last three questions for which I had no answers, so I lost,"


    Athena explained nonchalantly, then pointed towards a house at the end of the road.


    "It so happens I''m going to see a friend. She should have already prepared a meal; let''s join her."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s back broke into a colder sweat.


    One guessing that those who could be friends with Athena were most likely deities themselves didn''t need to think hard.


    And it was very possible that she was one of the Twelve Olympians from Olympus.


    Even though the Dice could keep his identity a secret, facing two upright Chief Gods at once piled the pressure on Luo En.


    So, if possible, he preferred to decline this dinner invitation.


    "Cough cough, to just barge in on your friend like this would be quite impolite, wouldn''t it? Maybe another time?"


    Luo En, with a smile plastered on his face, attempted to gracefully refuse.


    "Next time! I''ll treat you next time!"


    "You don''t want to?"


    Athena squinted and smiled, and then her expression suddenly changed.


    "Fine then, the wager is void. Guards, guards, where are they? There''s someone here..."


    "Stop, stop, stop! I''ll go, I''ll go! If you don''t mind, isn''t that enough?"


    With his weakness in her grasp, Luo En instantly broke out into a profuse sweat, hurriedly grabbing Athena''s raised arm, and humiliatingly consented to the dinner arrangement.


    "That''s better..."


    Seeing the slick guy before her bend to her will, Athena''s face showed a satisfied smile. She raised her hand forward, gesturing for him to follow.


    "Then let''s go, my friend..."


    At this moment, he was in a situation where he''d be caught whether he retracted or extended his neck.


    Luo En cast aside all his distractions, took Little Medusa by the hand, and strode towards the house ahead.

 Chapter 45 41: Delicate Branches Bear Large Fruit, Tasty and Heaty

    They continued along the road paved with small stones, flat and comfortable.


    Luo En glanced at the surroundings with the corner of his eye, noticing that the stones on the road seemed to be cut into uniform blocks with a copper saw, and there was a well-designed drainage system along the road. Public places frequently visited by the upper class were made from clay, which was used to construct more comprehensive sewer facilities.


    As for the buildings, the houses usually had flat tiled roofs and floors of plaster, wood, or large stone slabs, two to three stories high. They might have built low walls with rocks and rubble, using mud bricks for the higher sections. The transverse beams on the ceiling were meant to support the roof, serving both to light the patio.


    At first glance, the scattered houses exuded the bustling and homely atmosphere typical of human society.


    Creating something from nothing, evolving from barbarism to civilization, merely with hands and intelligence was truly remarkable.


    The city details that could be created with the existing craftsmanship made Luo En, a soul from the future, feel somewhat amazed.


    "We''re here."


    Just as Luo En marveled at the Minosians'' wisdom, Athena stopped and smiled, pointing at the two-story small building constructed of stone bricks and wood in front of them.


    The blonde little girl beside her immediately understood, nodded, and hurriedly tiptoed to the door, excitedly pulling and knocking on the bronze door knocker.


    "Who is it, so early in the morning..."


    With a lazy murmur, the tightly closed door was pulled open from the inside, revealing a petite, youthful girl with the characteristic black hair of the Greeks, rubbing her sleepy blue eyes, standing barefoot on the carpet behind the threshold.


    Inside the house, the bright yellow flames danced joyfully in the fireplace, radiating cozy warmth.


    Therefore, the girl was only wearing a white silk nightgown, the overly loose size hardly covering her thin and delicate figure.


    Thankfully, her unusually ample bust and the blue ribbon that passed beneath her chest and tied on her arms managed to lift the upper part of the garment, preventing it from sliding to the floor.


    Nevertheless, even from several meters away, Luo En could see that flash of snow-white and the slender waist that made one concerned about its sturdiness.


    Mature branches bearing abundant fruit, delicious yet easily causing heartburn?


    In an instant, an apt description crashed into Luo En''s mind.


    "Ahem!"


    A deep cough from outside swept through like a chilly breeze, and the blue-ribboned black-haired girl shivered, more clearly awakening as she saw two familiar faces and two unexpected visitors standing at the door.


    "Ah? Wait...wait a moment, I''ll change my clothes!"


    Suddenly, the blue-ribboned girl, realizing who the visitors were and her own less than graceful attire, blushed and hurriedly closed the door, dashing into the bedroom.


    After the rustling of clothing, the closed door opened again. The girl, now wearing a plain white long dress, held her head high and chest out, maintaining a dignified posture as she came out to greet the guests.


    "Athena..."


    "Ahem!"


    Athena coughed again, and her purple eyes twinkled, sending a subtle and obscure wave forward.


    Clearly, the two were engaging in encrypted communication through divine intent.


    In a moment, the girl with the blue ribbon at the door hastily fell silent, and after a series of winks and grimaces, she finally piled a smile on her face, shifting her words somewhat awkwardly.


    "Pallas? How did you come? And you''ve brought guests?"


    "They..."


    Athena paused briefly, glancing back at Luo En and Little Medusa before gently speaking.


    "...are some friends I''ve just made."


    "Friends?"


    The girl with the blue ribbon looked quizzically up and down at the two new faces outside the door, her azure eyes overflowing with curiosity.


    She was well aware of just how proud and self-regarding her great-niece usually was in front of outsiders.


    Up to this day, there were only a handful of people she acknowledged and referred to as "friends."


    Those individuals were the brightest stars in their respective fields, each with some extraordinary qualities.


    Could it be, these two were as well?


    But their presence felt so ordinary, almost indistinguishable from common mortals...


    "Ahem!"


    Athena couldn''t help but cough again, a hint of annoyance in her voice as she gave a reminder.


    "We have guests, shouldn''t you invite us in first? Auntie?"


    "Oh, oh, sorry, sorry!"


    The girl with the blue ribbon smacked her forehead and chuckled sheepishly, hastily inviting the four who had been left outside for quite some time into the house and spontaneously extending her hand in introduction.


    "Hello both of you, my name..."


    The girl with the blue ribbon''s eyes darted about, her voice brimming with a cheery tone.


    "...Heiya, just call me Heiya!"


    "Nice to meet you, I am Luo En, and this is my sister Anna. Sorry for the intrusion today."


    Luo En also extended his hand with a knowing smile, gently holding the blue ribbon girl''s warm fingertips, and introduced himself and Medusa''s identities.


    After a simple exchange of pleasantries, the three adults looked at each other and smiled. A subtle atmosphere permeated the air, silently weaving a harmony that went undetected by any.


    After all, they shared a quite extraordinary understanding when it came to disguising their true selves.


    "Come, come, sit down first. I''ll go prepare some fruits and snacks."


    As the hostess, the girl with the blue ribbon warmly invited the visiting guests to take their seats, then hurried towards the spacious kitchen at the back of the house.


    Luo En glanced at the devoted thin silhouette, then his gaze shifted to the warm and bright hearth inside the house, a flash of clarity passing through his eyes as his lips moved silently.


    ��The Hearth Goddess, Hestia.


    She was the eldest daughter of the second-generation Divine King Kronos and Queen Goddess Rhea, and thus the big sister of Zeus, occupying the highest rank among the Twelve Olympians.


    At the same time, she was also the Chief God in Greek mythology responsible for managing all household affairs of mortals, tending to the fires of Olympus and the Mortal World.


    Fire symbolized her existence, representing her divine authority, and was the assurance of a family''s continuity, stability, harmony, and prosperity.


    This corresponds to the traditions of ancient times. The fire on the altar was lit by the ancestors, and it was the duty of their descendants to keep the flame burning, for the extinguishing of the flame signified the extinction of their kind.


    On the other hand, every family had its own hearth, and every town had its altar. The fire on the altar symbolized the life of the town. When the people of a town established a colony somewhere new, the sacred flame would accompany these brave emigrants to other places.


    Therefore, Hestia would also relocate with the migration of the fire and civilization.


    In a sense, she was the Olympian closest to humankind.


    And upon meeting her today, this Hearth Goddess indeed lived up to the legends, devoid of any airs and warmly welcoming to her guests.


    However...


    Luo En glanced at the Chief Goddess of Olympus who was having a great time with the two young girls and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.


    ...Why does she seem to be not so bright?


    "Achoo!"


    At that moment, as if sensing something, Hestia sneezed loudly then mumbled a few words, placed down the fruit platter she was holding, and turned to look at her grandniece opposite her.


    "Speaking of which, Ya..."


    "Cough, cough!"


    Athena, who was sitting down, glared at her aunt who was on the verge of a slip of the tongue, her face darkened as if she was about to breathe smoke.


    Hestia, coming back to her senses, chuckled awkwardly and quickly changed her question.


    "Pallas! Yes, Pallas, the Harvest Festival isn''t here yet, why did you come to my place early?"


    "What else could it be, another quarrel broke out at home. I came here to take cover," Athena said tersely after taking a sip of honey water to soothe her throat.


    "Oh? What happened? Do tell!"


    Suddenly, Hestia''s eyes lit up, and she eagerly grabbed the fruit platter and moved a stool to sit opposite her grandniece, adopting the look of someone who''s eager for gossip.


    At the same time, Luo En couldn''t help but perk up his ears, holding his breath in anticipation, waiting for Athena''s revelations.


    After all, this was a rare chance to get an insight into the internal affairs of Olympus, and not just for the sake of a gossip''s curiosity.

 Chapter 46 42 Hephaestus, Come, Put on Your Hat

    In the warmth of a fire-lit room, as Athena spun her tale of deception and manipulation into the drama "Olympian Golden Primetime," Luo En, who had been sitting silently, found himself sweating profusely as he recognized the parallels to his own situation.


    Indeed, this affair was not without his involvement.


    Months earlier, with the aid of the "Dice of Chance," Luo En had stolen some of Ares''s authority, turning the War God from a "mighty man" into a "wilted man." This left his frustrated lover, the Goddess of Love Aphrodite, with no choice but to kick him out, and caused quite a stir.


    Not long after, Ares regained his vigor and reunited with Aphrodite, winning back the affection of the Goddess of Love.


    However, their affair was discovered by the suspicious Hephaestus, which greatly angered the Craftsman God.


    In a fit of rage, Hephaestus mustered all his skill and crafted a golden net. He waited for Ares and Aphrodite to be entwined in their illicit affair and caught the lovers in the act on the bed.


    Unsatisfied, Hephaestus then summoned all the gods of Mount Olympus to publicly expose the cheating pair and seek justice and judgment from them.


    The result, however, ended with the humiliated cuckold''s capitulation.


    On the one hand, most of the onlookers were male deities who found it hard to resist the charms of the Goddess of Love. Even the proud Apollo, upon seeing the coy Aphrodite, was moved by desire and found it hard to be uncompassionate.


    The ever-pleasing Divine Envoy Hermes openly declared that he would willingly be bound to the beautiful Goddess of Love, even with three extra chains, despite being scolded by the other goddesses present. He used this to plead for the wronged Hephaestus.


    Eventually, Poseidon, the God of the Sea who had long coveted Aphrodite, also chose a side.


    It must be noted that with Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, in long seclusion in the Mortal World, Olympus was only home to eleven Chief Gods.


    Confronted with the adulterous Ares and Aphrodite, the supportive Hermes and Poseidon, and the obviously biased Hera who favored her younger son, Hephaestus had to face five deities.


    With Apollo swayed by passion and abstaining from voting, the Goddess of Harvest Demeter remaining apathetic to worldly affairs, and Zeus, who could hardly be expected to speak, given his own dirty laundry, opting to turn a deaf ear.


    Even though Athena and Artemis, the virgin goddesses, stood up for Hephaestus out of disgust for Aphrodite and Ares''s conduct and spoke on his behalf.


    But facing the overwhelming advantage of the opposition, even if a council of divine power were to be held, the result would still be three votes to five.


    Moreover, Hephaestus''s foster mother, the Ocean Goddess Thetis, whom he greatly respected, had settled down within Poseidon''s sphere of influence.


    And it was with Hermes''s help that he was able to ascend to godhood and return to Mount Olympus.


    Under such pressure, Hephaestus, the wronged party, had no choice but to hold his nose and release the adulterous pair.


    Of course, with such a scandal blowing up without fair resolution, the storm wasn''t going to subside anytime soon, especially given Hephaestus''s notorious stubbornness.


    So, as Athena put it, the Craftsman God remained at odds with Ares, the War God who had wronged him, causing regular upheaval in Olympus.


    Thus, Athena, preferring to be out of sight and out of mind, decided to descend to earth early to visit her reclusive aunt on Crete Island��the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia.


    Now, having heard the full story, Luo En was amazed on the one hand at how inadvertently he had directed a family soap opera, and on the other, he was astounded by the chaotic ethical relationships atop Olympus.


    In a way, it seemed like he had accidentally wronged his nominal great-great-grandparents...


    "Wait a minute..."


    As Luo En tried to untangle the complex chain of information in his mind, Hestia, who was sat beside him on a stool, nibbling sunflower seeds from a pottery plate, expressed her surprise.


    "Since when did the ''Seaside'' one show such kindness? Moreover, isn''t the lad from Maia''s household known for not doing anything without profit?"


    Since even Hestia could see the problem, Athena had nothing to conceal, so she nodded grudgingly and spilled even more thrilling insider information.


    Everything has its price, and since Poseidon and Hermes were willing to step forward to bail out Aphrodite, they naturally had their own motives.


    And what others coveted about that harlot was nothing but her attractive flesh.


    Of course, Aphrodite was well aware of this herself.


    So, while Hephaestus was busy locking horns with Ares, the lonely Aphrodite couldn''t resist returning secretly to The City of Paphos in Cyprus, where she bathed in the sea waters, allowed The Three Graces to anoint her with fragrant oil and to purify her body, regaining her chastity, before heading to the Sea of Okeanos to tumble in the sheets with Poseidon, who had stepped forward to mediate.


    Afterward, to express her gratitude to Hermes for his intercession, she ended up getting involved with that Divine Envoy as well.


    As Athena spoke, disgust appeared in waves across her face.


    Hestia, who had just encountered this shocking revelation, was left stunned, feeling pity for her honest nephew whose head was now covered in an unmistakably green hue.


    Luo En, hearing about his great-great-grandmother''s bold exploits, was secretly amazed.


    Damn, a threesome? Are you that capable?


    And the Goddess of Love''s divine power can be used like this? It even comes with a hymen-restoration feature? Impressive!


    No wonder Athena ran away in the middle of the night to seek tranquility with Hestia.


    Watching such a farce unfold right before your eyes, being powerless to do anything, and even if you tell Hephaestus, the victim, you''re just rubbing salt into his wounds and subjecting him to greater humiliation.


    In the end, the Goddess of Wisdom could only look out for herself and find peace of mind by staying out of sight.


    Having finished speaking, Athena glanced at the person who was engrossed in listening and humphed softly.


    "Speaking of which, you do fit the aesthetic of my relative. Do you want me to introduce you to her?"


    "Cough, no need, I prefer to be faithful to one!"


    Luo En jerked alert and hastily chuckled while shaking his head in refusal.


    Just kidding, what hasn''t Aphrodite seen in that field of hers? Even if the Bull Demon King came to plow the field, he''d be drained and devoured; I''d better not get involved with my frail self.


    Moreover, this Goddess''s birth is somewhat tied to Uranus, the Father of Heaven. There might be some unknown secrets and taboos hidden; even Zeus, the wandering anthropomorphic seed-spreader, wouldn''t dare to touch her lightly, rarely involved in any scandal with Aphrodite, let alone a demigod like myself.


    What''s more, if I remember correctly, Aphrodite hasn''t been without demigod lovers, but generally, they didn''t enjoy much pleasure before they met their premature demise.


    Hiss, thinking about it that way, this woman might truly be a calamity planted by Uranus.


    Luo En muttered in his heart about his widely acquainted great-great-grandmother, while sitting up straight, his expression serious, demonstrating his firm stance not to consort with the corrupt.


    Seeing Luo En''s demeanor, Athena, being a virgin goddess, nodded in approval.


    Of course, she had no idea that someone''s so-called faithfulness meant one person.


    But, it could also mean a group...

 Chapter 47 43 Curiosity Killed the Cat

    "All right, let''s not talk about this anymore, it''s getting late, I''ll go prepare dinner, you guys keep chatting."


    In the house, Hestia, who had her fill of melon, clapped her hands, stood up from the stool, and headed to the kitchen.


    Dinner?


    Luo En blinked in surprise, looked out the window, and realized that the setting sun had already dipped mostly below the horizon without him noticing.


    Unknowingly, this golden prime-time discussion on Olympus had stretched from noon until evening.


    Thankfully, with the snacks carefully prepared by Hestia, they didn''t feel hungry and were all immersed in the gossip and discussions.


    This damned curiosity!


    Luo En slapped his forehead, annoyed with himself.


    "Don''t worry, my aunt lives alone, there are plenty of rooms, and she really enjoys hosting guests. You can stay here tonight without any issues."


    Athena noticed Luo En''s reaction, set down her cup filled with honey water, paused for a moment, looked out at the bustling streets outside the window, and suggested with a light laugh.


    "Additionally, the Harvest Festival is coming up soon. It''s a rare occasion, and with an abundance of food, drinks, and entertainment, why not stay a few extra days and enjoy the festivities before leaving?"


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched, and he instinctively wanted to decline, but he felt a persistent tugging sensation at the hem of his clothes from behind.


    He turned his head and was met with Little Medusa''s longing, shining eyes, and her throat swallowing saliva.


    Thinking of the desolate and ruined temple on Formless Island and those human outsiders who flocked there to persecute, Luo En''s heart stirred, contemplative.


    Humans, under the instigation of the gods, had continuously waged battles against the scattered Titan creatures across the world, creating so-called great deeds to dedicate to the deities.


    The Gorgon Sisters, who had fled from the Arima Dungeon to Formless Island, were among the most evident victims.


    But in truth, humans and mythical creatures were not natural enemies, and the motives of the gods were not pure.


    They mostly aimed to stir up conflicts between humans and mythical creatures, preventing the two powerful groups from forming alliances that could threaten them.


    Perhaps he could use this opportunity to gradually introduce Medusa, who hadn''t yet fallen into madness from persecution, to human society and change her perception of the human collective.


    After all, not all humans were heroes wanting to achieve glory, warriors seeking fame by slaying mythical creatures, or monarchs desiring immortality.


    Those ordinary people who gave everything for a warm meal, strived for simple happiness, didn''t wish harm upon others, nor wanted to be harmed, were the majority in human society.


    To shake the sun-like authority of Olympus, he must leverage every possible power at his disposal.


    Luo En''s eyes flickered with thought, his mind racing, and he finally made a decision in his head. He looked up and gave a slight smile to Little Medusa, who was eagerly watching him from behind, then turned to nod gently at Athena.


    "I shall graciously accept your hospitality."


    "It''s just a small convenience, and during the festival, it''s a tradition for Minosians to do their best to host visitors from afar. No need for formalities."


    Athena nodded with a modest smile, then called over a blond little girl who was wandering about in the hallway.


    "Nike, take them upstairs to find a couple of vacant rooms to put away their luggage."


    "Okay!"


    The crown-wearing blond girl scampered over, cheerfully accepting the order, then took an excited Little Medusa by hand and dashed upstairs, with Luo En carrying a few personal belongings and following unhurriedly, his gaze thoughtfully on the girl known as "Nike."


    If he wasn''t mistaken, she should be Athena''s most important lesser deity��the Goddess of Victory, Nike, with Nike being a feminized transliteration of her name.


    According to mythological records, this classic image of the Goddess of Victory included a crown on her head, a pair of golden wings on her back, and a strong figure with flowing robes, descending as though from the heavens, her robust body revealed under the thin clothing, both powerful and healthy, representing victory and the joy it brings.


    Because she personified victory, wherever she went, success would surely follow.


    ```


    However, the Twelve Olympians of Mount Olympus had just fought the Titans of Mount Othrys, and their authority had just been stabilized.


    Athena herself was born after the Titanomachy and, though she was endowed with the dual divine authority of wisdom and war, the battles she had fought and the victories she had won were not many at this point.


    Therefore, it was not difficult to understand why Nike, the Lesser Deity of Victory, still resembled a child.


    With Nike''s guidance, Luo En selected two adjacent guest rooms, put down his luggage, and smiled as he spoke.


    "You two go play nearby. I''ll tidy up the rooms."


    The two little girls, given permission to leave, were immediately thrilled and turned to race downstairs.


    "Wait, take these with you."


    The voice from behind stopped Little Medusa, and as she turned around, Luo En pulled out a bronze badge from his pocket and tied it around Little Medusa''s neck, then stuffed a few dozen Athena''s Bronze into the pockets of the two little girls as pocket money.


    He watched as the two of them, holding hands, went downstairs, passing right by Athena without attracting the Goddess of Wisdom''s attention. He couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    Like the Dice of Chance, the badges Luo En had received from the world also bore the scent of "chance" that fate could not predict, effectively concealing Medusa''s mythical identity and preventing easy detection.


    Of course, you get what you pay for.


    According to the instructions for the Dice of Chance, the bronze badge was only valid for the day, the silver badge''s effects could last about a week, and the gold badge could last at least a year.


    Hence, this was also why Luo En wanted to continue to work.


    If he wanted to avoid being perceived by Zeus and the fate of this world, he needed to persist in creating disturbances, using his own "chance" changes to interfere with the calculation of fate''s "inevitability" and to safely lie low.


    Perhaps, from the moment of his accidental and premature birth, he had already become an "anomaly" that this world could not tolerate.


    Glancing at the two little ones who were now buying snacks at the corner of the street, hand in hand, Luo En gently closed the window, arranged the beds, and then stepped out the door.


    "Clang!"


    Just as he stepped out, a dull thud from the hallway reached his ears.


    Luo En looked up and saw Athena standing in front of the railing on the second floor, her hands held as if grasping something.


    At this moment, she was looking down at the floor where two fruits of different sizes and weights had landed almost simultaneously. Her brow was furrowed, as she muttered to herself.


    "Objects of different weights and sizes, if factors like shape and material are minimized, fall at nearly the same speed. If two objects of the same material and shape, with only differences in weight and size, were dropped from a height, perhaps the margin of error would be further reduced..."


    Luo En was astonished upon hearing Athena''s conclusion.


    Just by him mentioning it, she had extrapolated the idea to minimize interference factors and conduct more comprehensive objective experiments.


    This not only allowed her to jump out of conventional thinking��like, "why do a feather and an apple or a lead ball and a piece of paper land one after the other?"��but also nearly led her to deduce the complete laws of free fall.


    Keep in mind that it took nearly two thousand years for humanity to progress from Aristotle''s questions to Galileo correcting the misconceptions.


    What can I say, she truly is the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "Did you come out? Just in time. How did you know? Come over and explain a bit?"


    At this moment, Athena, standing on the second-floor corridor and hearing movement, turned her head to look at Luo En who had just left the room and casually invited him over.


    In an instant, Luo En''s face stiffened.


    He was a theory-spinner, not a practical experimenter capable of in-depth calculations.


    This damn curiosity can really kill a man!


    Seeing Athena''s ignited desire for knowledge and beginning to sweat, Luo En''s brain raced as he frantically thought of a way to escape the situation.


    ```

 Chapter 48 44 Fight, Fight, I want to see blood flowing like a river!

    "Dinner''s ready!"


    Finally, the heavenly summons from the kitchen was like a lifeline to someone drowning, and he rushed downstairs with utmost speed.


    "I''ll help!"


    Seeing someone flee in such a hurry, Athena could only shake her head, give up for the moment, and reluctantly go downstairs to assist in the kitchen.


    Don''t be fooled by her usual calm and gentle demeanor; once she entered her own domain wielding a spatula and ladle, her combat power and pressure would rise exponentially.


    Under the command of the Goddess of the Hearth, the two adults quickly set the dinner table and brought up a sumptuous evening meal.


    As the scent of the food wafted out of the half-open window, two little girls idling on the street were automatically summoned home and obediently sat down next to their respective guardians, eagerly eyeing the rich spread on the table.


    By now, the Minosians had learned to domesticate cattle, sheep, pigs, goats, and other livestock; to cultivate wheat, barley, wild peas, chickpeas, and to cultivate a series of crops including grapes, figs, pomegranates, and olives. Along with the rich seafood from nearby waters, their diet was quite extensive,


    Even Luo En saw honeybees that were artificially produced, clearly indicating that the Minosians of Crete Island had figured out some tricks to domesticating bees.


    "Come on, don''t be shy, try some of my cooking!"


    Speaking, Hestia stood up, picked up a ladle and fork, and took the lead in serving some of her most proud dishes onto Luo En and Little Medusa''s plates.


    Being personally served by the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En was suddenly somewhat overwhelmed by the honor.


    "Don''t worry, Auntie loves it when new faces try her recipes. I''ve never seen her this enthusiastic when I''ve visited before."


    Athena, feeling somewhat left out, humphed and then, glancing at Luo En and Little Medusa sitting nearby, smiled and teased.


    "However, after dinner, you''ll probably be hounded for improvement suggestions, and if it goes badly, you might even end up talking all night, so I suggest you run as soon as you finish eating."


    "You girl, always talking behind my back, be careful next time you come I will only serve you a bowl of porridge!"


    Hestia picked up the ladle, stared at her niece irritably, and everyone couldn''t help but smile understandingly.


    As the atmosphere at the dinner table relaxed, the Goddess of Wisdom decisively picked up a piece of grilled lamb chop that had turned golden brown and ate it elegantly and quickly, setting off the first round of the meal.


    Everyone immediately followed suit, choosing dishes according to their tastes and started to enjoy the feast.


    The two youngsters had special affection for desserts and fruits, while Luo En, who was still growing, leaned more towards the meats.


    Although he harbored some skepticism about the culinary standard and skills of this divine world, with a piece of lamb chop melting in his mouth, the tender meat dissolved at the touch of teeth, the rich juices bursting on the tip of his tongue. Just a touch of salt and a hint of spices were exactly right, enhancing the delicate and rich natural flavor of the food, with absolutely no gaminess.


    High-end ingredients often only need simple cooking.


    Similarly, good lamb doesn''t require heavy or complex seasoning.


    Luo En, a little reluctant to stop, quickly devoured seven or eight pieces. The pleasure and satisfaction from the meat made his constantly tense heartstrings relax a bit.


    Unfortunately, it was only missing a bit of black pepper to cut the greasiness.


    Otherwise, the meal would have been perfect.


    Putting down their guards and letting their bellies hang out, after a whirlwind of eating, the satiated individuals lazily sat in their chairs, faces of complete contentment.


    The greatest respect for a chef is to eat everything she has prepared, leaving not a morsel behind.


    Looking at the empty plates and cups, Hestia nodded in satisfaction, proactively stood up to clear the cluttered table, exuding the aura of a domestic goddess.


    Of course, this is assuming one overlooks her current height and youthful appearance.


    Perhaps because of her young mindset and her virgin divinity, this eldest sister of Zeus still resembled a youthful maiden.


    But indisputably, the nutrients Hestia had absorbed over the years had not been wasted; the parts of her that should be ample were even starting to put supermodels to shame.


    Watching Hestia move about, Luo En''s gaze was inexorably drawn to those two big, white mounds swaying uncertainly, provoking a surge of blood and leaving him parched and short of breath.


    Alright, because the benefits he obtained from the domain of war had not fully been digested, and coupled with the vigorous hormones of adolescence, he found it particularly easy to become excited when encountering somewhat criminally tempting grown women.


    And Hestia just happened to be a prime candidate for a wife in Greek mythology.


    Whether it is personality or stature.


    As for Athena...


    Luo En briefly recalled the encounter when he first saw her, as well as the difference between that statue and the person herself, he could only say.


    There''s suspicion of padding to deceive customers...


    "Ahem..."


    The familiar cough by his ear made him instinctively shiver, and he immediately came back to his senses, sitting upright and scrutinizing the wood grain patterns of the dining table while an inconspicuous fine sweat broke out on the back of his neck.


    He had actually forgotten that he was in the presence of two chief gods, it seems he had eaten too much.


    Luckily, Athena had just brought up a topic and hadn''t noticed someone''s improper gaze and the sacrilegious thoughts in his head.


    "We''ve just eaten, so how about we do something to pass the time?"


    The Goddess of Wisdom said, her gaze landing meaningfully on several fruits of varying sizes and weights on the plate.


    "It''s not suitable for intense exercise after a meal, how about we play a little intellectual game instead?"


    Seeing this, Luo En hurriedly intercepted the conversation.


    He didn''t want to spend his days miserably gathering data and conducting research with this shrewd Goddess of Wisdom, who had more tricks up her sleeve than anyone.


    He might manage to bluff his way through for a while, but if he really had to delve deep into a field, he would inevitably give himself away sooner or later.


    But it would be better to cut off this woman''s train of thought in advance, to spare himself the constant worry of having to be on guard every day.


    "Wait for me a moment."


    Luo En said, standing up and going upstairs. He took out the Greek version of international chess that he had used to trick Hecate, and placed it before Athena.


    An intellectual game, huh?


    Athena looked at the interlocking squares and played with the uniquely shaped chess pieces in her hand. She listened to Luo En explain the rules with great interest and was quickly drawn to the game.


    Excellent, she''s taken the bait!


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction, then set up the board and started teaching Athena the rules and tactics by demonstration.


    Of course, he used the strategies and openings of another old acquaintance, Hecate.


    Wasn''t he becoming increasingly challenged by the Goddess of the Underworld Moon on the chessboard? This was the perfect opportunity to let the esteemed Goddess of Wisdom battle her from afar, while he played the role of a consultant, revising the moves.


    With this, he cleverly rid himself of two significant nuisances, a sly smile playing across his face.


    Let the battle commence, I want to see a river of blood!


    Time slipped through his fingers like sand, and before he knew it, the clear sound of chess pieces being placed on the board drowned out the crackling of the hearth''s fire. In the midst of these intense virtual battles, Athena became increasingly engrossed.


    And Luo En, through recreating past games, acquired plenty of strategies against Hecate, benefitting from both sides and reaping a rich harvest.


    However...


    He glanced out the window at the moon that had already climbed high into the sky and couldn''t suppress a yawn.


    "It''s getting late, how about we make a date to continue another time when we''re free?"


    "That would be good..."


    Athena, still with an unsatisfied look, nodded her agreement and didn''t insist on continuing.


    After all, she had just been introduced to this intriguing game and needed time to organize her thoughts and devise counter-strategies.


    Watching the figure leading his sister upstairs, Athena twirled the queen chess piece between her fingers, her dazzling purple eyes glinting like shooting stars.


    He''s quite an interesting little fellow, perhaps, I could...

 Chapter 49 45: Mystery Unaltered by Arguments, Destiny Unchanged by Wealth

    The night deepened, and as the fire in the living room died out, Luo En quietly got out of bed, locked the door and windows.


    Afterwards, he sneakily took out the twelve-sided die, and added the newly obtained silver badge to the altar. Then, shaking his cupped hands, he silently chanted his intended target in his mind.


    Athena, Athena! Give me an Athena!


    Those who have studied summoning know that it requires a catalyst. The item isn''t fixed��it can be a scene, an offering, or something that makes a connection to the summoning target, commonly known as a sacred relic.


    As Luo En knew, some obsessed gamers in the circle visited England, feverishly wanting to bring back some local soil specialities��from the red soil in front of King Arthur''s tomb, no less��insisting on using it as a sacred relic to summon a big-eater beauty in a suit with tufty hair, to fight the Holy Grail War for them, and rid them of the 996 overtime work schedule.


    As they repeatedly extracted several kilograms of soil from their travel bags and flaunted photos in their groups, Luo En suspected that they might have completely stripped bare the top of King Arthur''s grave.


    Of course, even with all these preparations, whether they did the card draws online or the actual manipulation offline, what had to go wrong still went wrong.


    After all, one cannot change fate by geomancy or by spending money. Some summonings rely on luck, others on misfortune; such is the nature of this profession.


    So, Luo En, who was almost numb to deviations, didn''t have much hope. All he could do was see whether the so-called "Dice of Chance" would abide by the law of conservation of luck and give him a field advantage, considering he had gambled with a sacred relic personally related to Athena next door.


    With hope in his heart, Luo En let go without hesitation. The twelve-sided die on the table rolled several times, finally showing a blood-red number composed of crimson spears.


    Ares?


    Great, skewed again...


    Seeing the completely different emblem, Luo En grimly reached out, intending to retrieve the die when a silvery-white character, tinged with blood, flickered and hovered above the altar in his mind, radiating a brutal and ferocious Divinity.


    Luo En''s previously disdainful gaze froze instantly, and his pupils contracted sharply.


    It''s actually this one!


    Meanwhile, in Olympus, at the Hall of Beauty.


    The once violently shaking soft bed came to a sudden halt. Ares, the War God, who had been brandishing his sword in battle within the draped bed, shivered, and his complexion turned beet red in an instant.


    "It''s an accident, definitely an accident! It must be because Hephaestus has been pestering me too much lately, I..."


    "Bang!"


    Before Ares could finish his defense, Aphrodite''s bewitchingly beautiful face had already frosted over with disdain, and with one kick, she sent the now ineffective man tumbling under the bed.


    Having just returned from the outside and heard of her lover''s embarrassing situation, she had intended to personally step in to comfort him.


    But once again, he was all bark and no bite.


    If she had known, she would have stayed a few more days in Atlantis.


    Ares, scrambling up from the ground, tried to prove that his vigor was still intact, but as a familiar sense of exhaustion surged in his heart, his face darkened, and he felt like crying without tears.


    Not this again!


    At this very moment, in a residence within Knossos City.


    Luo En, sensing the surging, crimson, divine characters in his mind, felt so excited he wanted to leap up from the bed.


    ��The War God''s Privilege��Infinite Martial Refinement.


    ��I am the God of Battle, I am the God of Terror. I shall incite carnage time and again, endure countless battlefields, offer sacrifices in blood, temper with fire, and ascend to the pinnacle!


    As the arrogant divine words echoed in his mind, Luo En''s hands clung tightly to the corners of his quilt, enduring the oppressive impact of the War God''s Divinity on the altar within his mind.


    Simultaneously, correlated information flowed into his stream of consciousness.


    The so-called "Infinite Martial Refinement" refers to an era where martial skills had reached an almost peerless level. Such individuals could easily achieve the perfect unity of mind, body, and technique and exhibit peak combat prowess under any mental and physical constraints.


    As Luo En knew, there were only a handful of heroes in Greece''s age of heroes who were worthy of this title.


    The most famous of them was Hercules the Great, a hero from the future.


    And a millennium later, Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake from Celtic mythology, also held such an honor.


    According to the original texts, Lancelot was undefeated in his lifetime. In contrast, most of the Knights of the Round Table were recorded to have experienced defeat.


    Legend has it that when King Arthur was assassinated, Lancelot could have rushed back from France on his own, become an army of one, and protected King Arthur alone. He was able to stop the advance of an entire army by himself and, after the event, casually walked away without a fuss. Even after losing his weapons, he could use tree branches to puncture the enemies'' heads effortlessly.


    Clearly, these two representatives at the pinnacle of martial arts were enough to prove the value of this title.


    But how could one achieve unity of mind, body, and technique without reaching a certain level in martial arts?


    Luo En looked at his excessively pale hands and couldn''t help but doubt himself.


    However, as the war deity''s essence washed over him, he soon grasped the true meaning of unity of mind, body, and technique in the "Infinite Martial Refinement."


    Mind: refers to a steadfast and unshakable spirit, more inclined to represent willpower and combat will;


    Technique: is easier to understand, referring to various martial arts skills, which can be acquired through continuous combat and training.


    Body: naturally refers to the last physical quality, able to keep up with the level of skill execution.


    In short, it means that even when one''s spirit and body are subjected to all sorts of disturbances and influences, one can still perfectly exhibit all their combat power.


    To achieve this, it requires a strong will + refined martial skills + corresponding physical abilities, a comprehensive assessment.


    Upon closer reflection, Luo En felt somewhat bewildered again.


    Though he had ascended to demigod status and possessed rich combat experience fighting Titan Gods and an indomitable fighting spirit.


    Yet, this was still some distance away from the true "Infinite Martial Refinement."


    Was just infusing a strand of war divinity enough to reach this realm?


    Bear in mind, even Ares, the god of war, had not fully achieved the state of "Infinite Martial Refinement."


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t be treated as an experience bag by the other chief gods, casually farmed for experience.


    "Hum!"


    While Luo En was deep in thought, the silver divine oracle in his mind exploded into endless streams of bloodlight, and a series of gruesome and stern battle images madly flooded his mind.


    Blood! War! Slaughter! Death!


    The formidable figure with a bronze winged helmet and leather vambraces waved a war spear one moment and grasped the Sword of the War God the next, constantly piercing, sweeping, jabbing, and chopping at the enemies surging in from all sides.


    That figure, radiating a violent urge to kill, became the beast on the battlefield that tore through and devoured everything.


    He was divinely favored, dignified, agile, and tireless in battle.


    He was the nemesis of wisdom, the scourge of life.


    Blood flowed freely, lives were brutally reaped, and offered to terror and death.


    Headless Titans, heartbroken Nymphs, wing-broken dragons, groaning heroes... one by one, these figures fell to his sword and to the front of his spear.


    When the last standing figure also fell with a thunderous collapse, facing the war god Luo En, he suddenly felt a battle will and madness of such purity crashing into his heart, as a crimson tide of blood began to overwhelmingly spread out.


    In an instant, he couldn''t help but have bloodshot eyes, his heart pounded like a thunderous drum, and the blazing blood it furiously pumped out flowed into his limbs, burning like flames within his body.


    An impulse to find an opponent and engage in a hearty battle overpowered him, making him lose control; he leaped and jumped into the dark courtyard.


    Luo En clenched his teeth and, relying on his barely maintained sanity, broke off a tree branch and started chopping at the flowers and plants on the road.


    In a flash, branches and leaves scattered, flowers were destroyed, and the entire nursery was a mess.


    Finally, after a bout of venting, the uncontrollable surge of blood in his body showed signs of easing.


    However, before Luo En could figure out how to tame this unruly battle will, a cold murmur came from behind him.


    "Crude, too crude..."


    In the moonlight, Athena, dressed in a plain white gown, looked at the mess on the ground with a look of disdain that even a dog would shake its head at. She casually picked up a twig from the side, tapped it against her palm, and walked gracefully towards Luo En in the courtyard, who was using the tree branch to mimic sword techniques.


    "Well then, let me teach you how to use a sword!"


    In an instant, the stubborn battle will within Luo En roared to life like oil poured on fire, and the "sword" in his hand involuntarily chopped towards the approaching Goddess of Wisdom.


    The fierce battle was inevitable!

 Chapter 50 46 Please, flog me hard!

    The crimson blood energy pulled the violent etheric tides, swirling like the wind sweeping through fallen leaves, as the blazing sword light burst forth from the tip of the branch in Luo En''s hand, heading straight for Athena''s throat, arriving in an instant.


    "Too slow!"


    During the lightning-fast moment, the War Goddess, who had been standing still, raised her hand and flicked her wrist. The sword''s momentum closed at an inch''s distance before her, effortlessly deflecting the oncoming branch.


    Instantly, the overwhelming force not only deviated Luo En''s branch but also made him stumble, crashing into a nearby flowerpot.


    "I recall you''ve already had dinner tonight?"


    The seemingly casual inquiry by his ear, tinged with a light mockery, sent Luo En''s already high blood pressure through the roof, filling his eyes with blood vessels.


    You want speed, huh? Fine, then let it be fast!


    Combat spirit surging and boiling, Luo En stomped his left foot onto the ground, turning several marble floor tiles to dust.


    Using the rebound force, he steadied his swaying body and with the speed of lightning darted forward, his "sword" fast as a meteor in a torrential downpour.


    Is this it?


    Athena yawned, lifting a hand slightly, effortlessly sweeping away the starlight that filled the sky, her slender body like a rock standing firm on the shore, unmoved by the surging waves no matter how vigorously they washed over it.


    The bored expression on the goddess'' face was the epitome of mockery.


    Fight! Fight! Fight!


    Unable to advance any further, within Luo En''s mind, which was a bloody battlefield, seemed as if countless souls were raging. The golden blood from the War God Ares burned fiercely, turning into an endless source of power within him.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by the sharp buzzing of the air, the blood-colored currents focused on a single point, shooting forward, as if the whole world was pierced by this scarlet light.


    "The speed is enough, the accuracy is slightly off..."


    Athena, with her skirt fluttering in the strong wind, gave her assessment indifferently, then lifted the corner of her mouth, her voice turning chilly.


    "But you should know, your enemy is capable of moving!"


    Before her words even finished echoing, the War Goddess shifted slightly to the side, moving half a step forward.


    The unstoppable crimson sword light narrowly missed her flowing silver hair, striking at nothing, a miss by a fraction yet as far off as a thousand miles.


    What was worse, as the swordsmanship fell through, Luo En''s body also leaned forward uncontrollably.


    "Smack!"


    A sharp slap resounded, striking his buttocks.


    The damage wasn''t severe, but it was highly insulting.


    Luo En felt the searing pain on his buttocks and couldn''t help but grimace; his already raging blood energy surged even more fiercely.


    Not enough! Still not enough!


    Although he could barely keep up with speed and power, his skills were lacking!


    Skills! I need skills!


    The silent scream in his mind caused the crimson river of his heart to surge tumultuously.


    Soon after, headless Titans, heart-lost Nymphs, wing-broken dragons, roaring heroes... One fierce figure after another, born from blood, took to the battlefield, launching charge after charge unto death.


    The God of Berserkers, with bronze plumes on his helmet and leather bracers on his arms, swung his sword and spear, slashing, stabbing, and chopping time and time again, facing the tidal wave of challengers.


    Hammering with heavy fists, sweeping with sharp swords, ripping with claws and teeth, thrusting with spears... Over and over, he faced different perilous situations, executing deadly moves one after another, brutally infusing into Luo En''s soul, unfolding before his eyes.


    Accompanied by an excruciating pain like needles piercing his skull, Luo En, with his eyes filled with a scarlet frenzy, rose and turned, his "sword" slashing, stabbing, and chopping at the War Goddess like a fierce storm, creating deep gashes in the ground all around.


    Somewhat interesting...


    Athena, at the center of the storm, raised her eyebrows, moved her feet in small steps, and with the branch, she repeatedly blocked, interrupted, and shattered... With precision that didn''t waste an ounce of energy, she effortlessly deflected the violent and relentless sword''s momentum.


    As Luo En continued to absorb, understand, and assimilate the combat techniques from the battlefield in his mind, he fought more and more valiantly, even his movements no longer confined to the sword itself.


    At times it was the treacherous ferocity of a long spear, at other times the wide swings of a blade''s edge, and yet at others the concussive drilling of a blunt weapon...


    And as he moved, even mixed within were his experiences battling deities and monsters on the Sea of Okeanos, the tactical deception employed when pursued by the Atlantean Guard, even to the deflection techniques of Tai Chi, the disarming moves of Bajiquan, the defensive counter-attacks of Aikido...


    All knowledge related to combat, whether observed and understood, personally learned, or merely existing in theoretical fantasy, merged bit by bit into Luo En''s bloodstream, bones, and even his soul during this exhilarating duel, forming clear imprints and instincts.


    This was the infinite battle, the endless trial, the boundless martial path!


    Athena, retreating as she fought, felt the rapid transformation of the figure opposite her, and her loosened lips curled up unconsciously, sketching a faint arc.


    Not bad at all, you''re finally taking shape.


    However, after battling fiercely for a full hour, Luo En suddenly halted his offensive and stood firm, his eyes bloodshot with dissatisfaction and indignation.


    "Fight back! Why don''t you fight back?"


    That''s right.


    Until now, the Goddess of War had been almost solely on the defensive, dismantling his moves without any intention of launching an assault.


    "You want me to fight back? Are you sure?"


    Upon hearing this, Athena''s purple eyes narrowed slightly as a smile that was not quite a smile appeared on her face.


    "Of course! Combat! I want pure combat!"


    At that moment, Luo En''s mind was overwhelmed with surging fighting spirit, his thinking had completely turned Ares-like, as he stared intently at Athena across from him, once again swinging the sword in his hands and initiating a new round of attack.


    Come on, go completely wild!


    Watching Luo En charging over in a frenzy, Athena''s upturned lips lifted again, the smile on her face exceptionally radiant.


    Meanwhile, two little ones who had heard the commotion and slipped to the back porch, sneakily stuck their heads out to watch the scene, revealing expressions of different emotions.


    Little Medusa clenched her clothing with pale knuckles, looking tense.


    Nike''s eyes were wide open, showing a kind of schadenfreude.


    "Boom!"


    A flash of sword light and the figure that launched the charge flew backward like a cannonball, crashing straight into a dense thicket of roses.


    "Hiss!"


    Luo En, landing butt first, turned green in the face and, like an electric shock, sprang up from the ground, his hands groping behind him, pulling out seven or eight bloodied spikes.


    Intentional! This woman definitely did it on purpose!


    No doubt she''s getting back at me for sneaking some of her offerings!


    At that moment, Luo En, with a face like a painful mask, looked toward Athena emerging from the dust with a smile that was not quite a smile and cursed inwardly.


    Petty!


    "Shall we continue, friend...?"


    The Goddess of Wisdom rhythmically tapped a branch in her hand against her palm, her expression one of satisfaction mixed with a hint of regret.


    Though it felt good to strike, she should have...


    However, Luo En, now recovered from the shock, pulled a broken branch from the ground despite the pain, without a hint of retreat, stepped forward with even fiercer fighting spirit erupting from within.


    "Again!"


    Athena was slightly taken aback, her smile fading, and as threads of appreciation swam in her profound purple eyes, her expression gradually turned serene and cold.


    "Very well!"


    Her red lips parted, acknowledging one who dared to draw a sword against a deity, her bare hand swung, bringing retribution to the audacious fool who had defied divine might.


    "Pfff!"


    The whistling branch pierced through, easily tearing through Luo En''s protective sword light, leaving a lacerated wound across his chest, from which crimson blood sprayed forth.

 Chapter 51 47 Hestias Wail

    Thump, thump, stomping!


    Luo En staggered back several steps before stabilizing his figure, his facial muscles twitching slightly, but his gaze became increasingly fervent and resolute.


    It hurt, it hurt a lot!


    But, he could still move, he had not lost yet!


    "Again!!"


    With a deep roar, the bloody figure took a large step forward, slashing at the towering deity.


    "Pfft!"


    Still to no avail, another scar was etched onto that sacrilegious body.


    "Again!!!"


    Luo En got up from the ground, laughing heartily amid the pain.


    He had guessed right, he would not die.


    Since he would not die, why fear failure, why fear death!


    This opportunity was rare, he needed to climb the ladder to godhood as much as possible during this clash, to touch the divine glory of the deities!


    The gap was not impossible to bridge!


    Fate was not impossible to change!


    Zeus, clean your neck and wait for me!


    Looking at the figure before her, repeatedly knocked down and getting up again and again bathed in blood, Athena''s expression changed from initial mockery to surprise, then finally to solemnity. She then softly parted her lips and began to muse quietly.


    "Watch carefully, learn well...!"


    As her serene voice fell, the always defensively-reactive goddess of wisdom and war took the initiative to step forward for the first time.


    "Come!"


    The blood-drenched Luo En laughed as he stood tall, his body strengthened by the war spirit and Divine Blood, turning into a crimson blur as he charged towards the deity as imposing as a mountain peak, unleashing a [Sword] strike that surpassed his previous speed, strength, technique, and will by many times!


    Athena held a branch and parried Luo En''s [Sword] again and again, then repeatedly pricked, sliced, and pierced through the body opposite her.


    To grant pain to life, to mete out punishment for sin!


    Again and again, over and over...


    The jagged wounds were horrendous, bone deep;


    Spattered flesh and blood flew into the soil, settling into the dust;


    Yet even so, that blood-soaked figure was terrifyingly tenacious.


    He was exceedingly lucid, and also exceedingly insane.


    Fight! Fight!


    Having been through countless battlefields, endless martial trials, heart, skill, and body would eventually be forged by this divine flame into an indestructible edge!


    As the remains of the night faded, dawn arrived.


    With the first glimmer of light rising from the sea and spilling over the disordered garden, Athena swung her final sword strike.


    The man, nearly no part of his body left intact, collapsed with a thunderous fall and could not rise again.


    "Luo En!"


    Seeing the bloodied figure lying motionless on the ground, Little Medusa could no longer contain herself and cried out as she rushed into the courtyard.


    "Don''t touch him!"


    However, before the young girl could reach him, Athena grabbed her shoulder and cast a glance at the one lying like a corpse on the ground, and lightly huffed.


    "Don''t worry, he won''t die yet."


    "But..."


    Little Medusa looked at the almost unrecognizable form of Luo En, her cherry lips tightly pressed, her heart aching.


    "Let him lie there, it''s for his own good."


    Athena said helplessly, trying to soothe the apprehensive girl before her.


    "I''ve taught what I can teach, how much he comprehends depends on him. In the meantime, it''s best if no one touches him."


    "Just leave him lying there?"


    Little Medusa pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with worry.


    "What if he catches a cold? What if it rains?"


    Seeing Medusa''s aggrieved small expression, Athena sighed, feeling helpless, and waved her hand.


    "If you''re really that worried, then stay here and take care of him."


    "Mhm!"


    With permission granted, Little Medusa nodded vigorously and quickly dashed forward, squatting on the ground beside Luo En to guard him.


    Gazing at the unwavering Little Medusa, it was now Athena''s turn to feel uneasy. She couldn''t help but repeatedly admonish.


    "Remember, if you don''t want to disturb his rest, it''s best not to move around. Otherwise, all his suffering will have been in vain."


    After speaking, Athena walked up the corridor and waved at the lesser deity Nike by her side.


    "We should leave now."


    "Didn''t you say we were staying here for the harvest festival?"


    Nike tilted her head, looking at her mistress with a puzzled and slightly reluctant expression.


    "Are you sure you want to stay here?"


    Athena rolled her eyes at her somewhat homesick lesser deity and pointed to a certain bedroom on the second floor shrouded in a faint golden light, speaking in a ghostly voice.


    "If we don''t leave now, she will awaken soon."


    Nike was momentarily startled, her gaze following her mistress''s ghostly stare onto the backyard''s devastated vegetable garden and nursery, trampled as if by a stampede of beasts, and she shivered.


    "Crack..."


    The golden barrier enveloping a bedroom upstairs shattered. The maid and her mistress exchanged glances and immediately dashed out of the civilian residence, disappearing into the throng of people.


    A moment later, an angry and painful wail arose from a certain residence, piercing throughout Knossos Royal City.


    "My vegetable patch! My garden! Who did this?!"


    The full brunt of resentment reached outside the city. Along a tree-lined path, a pair of mistress and maid slowed their steps momentarily, then hastened to flee the crime scene.


    Meanwhile, upon the Sea of Okeanos.


    A raggedy sampan bobbed up and down with the waves'' undulation.


    Two girls with long purple hair, strikingly similar in appearance and dressed in elegant gowns, sat gracefully on either side of the boat, neither showing any intention of rowing.


    "When are we ever going to reach shore?"


    The relatively petite, more impatient purple-haired girl, stroking her slightly damp hair, complained first.


    On the other side, the slightly older purple-haired girl admired her exquisite reflection in the sea, responding indifferently.


    "How would I know? Didn''t you set the direction?"


    "Huh, it was you who first steered the boat into the Primordial Ocean, nearly crashed into the Atlanteans'' homeland, and then they chased us all over the world!"


    The twin sister rolled her eyes and retorted in irritation.


    "So, didn''t we switch to you? Hurry up, I''m still waiting to go ashore to fix my nails."


    The elder sister passed a paddle to the opposite side, commanding like she was instructing a servant.


    The younger sister clenched her fist in protest and declared her authority with a cold voice.


    "I''m the captain! You should listen to me!"


    "I''m the customer, not your boatman. By the rules, you should serve me. My clothes are dirty, and we''ve been delayed so long. I haven''t complained about your sailing skills, which is already quite reasonable of me."


    The elder sister remained unmoved, sitting with the poise of a noble princess untouched by the worries of daily life, refuting.


    "Additionally, add one more point: I''m the elder sister, you should listen to me."


    "Stop using that to pressure me, you just hatched a few minutes earlier than me! What''s the big deal? Whoever wants to be the captain can be the captain; I''m not doing such menial labor anyway!"


    "Fine then, don''t do it..."


    The two sisters sat distinctly on either side of the boat, staring at each other, letting the vessel drift with the waves, neither making a move to row.


    After an indefinite silence, the younger sister bit her lip and spoke softly.


    "Do you think Little Medusa might have..."


    "Can''t you sense for yourself whether she''s dead or alive?"


    The elder sister huffed irritably. Her elegant face showed a trace of impatience, seeming to dislike the topic.


    The younger sister looked out at the boundless Sea of Okeanos, her face showing hesitation, hesitant to speak.


    "But..."


    "Are you annoying! If you want to reach shore, just row faster!"


    The elder sister tossed a paddle to the opposite side, falling back into her habitual command.


    The younger sister rolled her eyes but didn''t argue, instead sitting obediently at one side.


    Becasue in her elder sister''s hand was the other paddle.


    The water surged, and the sampan propelled swiftly forward.


    "Little silly, you better not be dead..."


    The younger sister paused, her gaze meeting an indifferent face.


    "What are you looking at? Row!"


    The elder sister huffed in irritation, her face as indifferent as ever, apparently as unconcerned as usual.

 Chapter 52 48 The Goddess of the Hearths Big Failure

    Crete Island, Knossos Royal City.


    With the arrival of the Harvest Festival, the streets were filled with joy, and the residents, who had been busy for most of the year, could finally take a break to tidy up their homes and enjoy the season''s freshly threshed wheat and rice.


    Evening smoke curled up.


    Warm fires were lit, and sumptuous meals were served on dining tables, with enticing aromas spreading from house to house.


    In the central square of the city, which served the purpose of worship, priests in white robes held torches, lighting fragrant woods and spices. They offered bulls, cows, pigs, fruits, beehives, fruit trees, rice ears, and chestnuts to Demeter, the Goddess of Agriculture, as symbols of the festive and bountiful harvest. They prayed devoutly, hoping for the deities'' blessing for the coming year, for favorable weather, and abundance.


    As sisters, Demeter''s likeness was similar to Hera''s, only with a more amiable appearance, lacking the majestic aura of that queen of the gods.


    In the flickering firelight, the worshipped statue of Demeter was that of a gentle-looking woman. She wore a circular crown woven from golden wheat and carried a basket laden with wheat ears, daffodils, torches, fruit baskets, horns of plenty, or sickles, symbols of abundance.


    From a distance, it seemed as though a hazy and warm glimmer had appeared in the night.


    As the ceremony gradually ended, residents who had finished their dinner began to step out of their homes in small groups, sharing homemade sweets and horn-of-plenty-shaped bread with their neighbors.


    The festive hustle and bustle, along with the aroma of food, even reached beyond the outer walls and into Hestia''s courtyard.


    However, the Goddess of the Hearth wasn''t enjoying the festive atmosphere as usual this year; instead, she hunched over in the back garden, muddy-handedly planting seedlings, her bright white teeth grinding in the starlight.


    Curse Athena! Breaking things as soon as she arrived! I''ll definitely never let her in again!


    As Hestia busied herself, she was filled with complaints about her restless great-niece.


    The time around the Harvest Festival was the best season for planting and tilling.


    She needed to quickly plant the new seedlings and restore life to her ravaged courtyard.


    Fortunately, though she had to spend some time closed off for planting, the celebration of the Harvest Festival would last seven days. Once she was done with this urgent task, she would still have a chance to enjoy the festivities.


    Comforting herself with this thought, Hestia planted the last bunch of seedlings she held, stood up, turned around, and looked towards the center of the courtyard.


    On the ground covered with withered leaves and broken branches, a guest from afar lay straight and immobile.


    Although nearly a hundred gruesome wounds on his body had begun to heal and scab over, he still hadn''t awoken. His fists were clenched tight, his muscles were taut with tension, and his brow was deeply furrowed as if he was still fighting forgetfully and fiercely in his dreams.


    And beside him, a little girl with purple hair crouched next to the man, waiting motionlessly.


    It had already been two days...


    Did Athena really need to be that harsh?


    Hestia shook her head and muttered another curse about her trouble-making great-niece. She then walked over, patted the little girl''s shoulder, and smiled as she pointed towards the door.


    "Anna, the Harvest Festival is here; it''s a rare occasion, so go out and have some fun."


    The laughter from the streets and the wafting scent of food tempted Little Medusa, still with the heart of a child, to yearn for it.


    But soon after, she gently shook her head, her gaze falling back on Luo En, who lay like a corpse on the ground.


    Immediately understanding, Hestia slapped her chest and assured her magnanimously.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll keep an eye on things here. He''ll be fine."


    Yet, Little Medusa still shook her head, resolutely watching over Luo En before her.


    "I''ll wait for him to wake up..."


    Seeing that she couldn''t persuade the stubborn little girl, Hestia could only give up sulkily and inwardly cursed her big niece who had left a mess for her to clean up.


    Days turned into nights and then back again.


    Since Luo En, who had been lying there like a corpse, showed no signs of waking up for several days, Little Medusa took the opportunity to settle down in Hestia''s residence.


    However, living there without contributing didn''t seem right.


    To repay the kindness, Little Medusa, who valued simplicity and morals, began to help with the housework during her spare time; she also followed Hestia around, helping to water the seedlings and loosen the soil...


    The Goddess of the Hearth, although she didn''t say it out loud, undoubtedly grew fonder of the warm-hearted and sensible little girl. She often engaged her in long conversations to alleviate her boredom, and even made her the official critic of her cooking.


    Even several nights in a row, Hestia extended sleepover invitations, practically dragging the adorable little Anna into bed to cuddle fiercely.


    Unfortunately, no matter how enthusiastic the Goddess of the Hearth was, the first thing on Little Anna''s mind was always the guy lying in the courtyard.


    Whenever she finished with the housework, Little Anna kept a very regular schedule of watching over Luo En, eagerly awaiting his awakening.


    Moreover, when the sun was scorching, she would set up a partition for him;


    when wind and rain threatened, she would set up a big umbrella for him;


    and when the nights got cold, she would move the brazier from inside the house and sit quietly by his side until dawn.


    Even though Hestia had persuaded her several times, adamantly assuring her that the tough guy wouldn''t be harmed, the stubborn little girl was still determined to do things her own way.


    Tsk, when the heck is this guy going to wake up...


    Inside the house, just as Hestia had finished tidying up the living room and was sitting by the fire as usual, gazing into the backyard and muttering to herself, there came a crisp knocking at the door.


    The bored Goddess of the Hearth got up to open the door almost reflexively.


    As the door cracked open to reveal that familiar smiling face, a wave of frustration washed over Hestia. Without another word, she slammed the door shut and huffed at the person outside with arms akimbo.


    "I''m not here! No one is!"


    "Are you sure?"


    The playful inquiry came from Athena on the other side of the door, who, with a grin, twirled a small crystal bottle between her fingers, her voice tinged with teasing.


    "I''ve come with the ''Elixir of Life'' that was so hard to get from Aunt Demeter. If you really aren''t in...


    "Bang!"


    Before Athena could finish, an impatient Hestia flung open the door and snatched the crystal bottle filled with clear liquid from Athena''s hand, rubbing it against her cheek lovingly.


    This was the ''Elixir of Life'', imbued with the Divinity of the Agriculture God, capable of reviving all things! Finally, there was no need to worry about the seedlings in the courtyard not surviving winter!


    "So, can I come in now, Auntie?"


    Athena stood outside with a smile, looking at a content Hestia and gently asked.


    The Goddess of the Hearth''s mood lifted, and she begrudgingly eyed her big niece who had dumped a mess on her, but she huffed and stood aside to let her in.


    "You do have some conscience at least!"

 Chapter 53 49 Training in Progress

    Having received the promise, Athena smiled without speaking and, accompanied by her lesser deity Nike, walked into the house and leisurely sat on the long bench in front of the table. After looking around, she thoughtfully gazed towards the backyard.


    "What? Still not awake?"


    "You''re telling me, he has been lying here for almost half a month!"


    Speaking of this matter, Hestia, who was forced to clean up this mess for her grandniece, couldn''t help but feel a surge of irritation.


    "Don''t worry, it''s about time," Athena reassured with a light laugh while shaking her empty cup, signaling to her aunt.


    Hestia gave her grandniece a glare, took out a jug of her own fruit brew from the cupboard, and filled the cup before her to the brim.


    She also poured a cup for the eager Nike sitting beside her.


    As the mistress and servant both took a gulp of the sour and sweet fruit brew, savoring the delightful taste colliding on their tongues, Hestia put down the pottery jug and sat across from her, furrowing her brows at her grandniece.


    "Speaking of which, why did you suddenly go so harsh on the lad? It doesn''t seem like your usual practice."


    "I happened to come across a promising seedling and took the opportunity to temper his sharpness and give him some training," Athena replied nonchalantly, pouring herself another cup from the jug and glancing at the backyard.


    "Surely there''s more to it?" Hestia raised an eyebrow and hummed lightly, "You''ve come knocking twice for this youngster. You don''t seem like someone who would do so without good reason."


    The Goddess of the Hearth sitting across from her looked at Athena with a face full of skepticism.


    When it came to cunning, she couldn''t quite match her grandniece who bore the title "Goddess of Wisdom," but after interacting for several millennia, she had come to understand some of her grandniece''s temperaments and habits.


    Seeing Hestia growing suspicious, Athena simply stopped hiding her thoughts, set down the pottery cup, and pondered leisurely.


    "I appreciate his talents and would like to keep him here to cultivate him into one of my lesser deities."


    "How come you suddenly had this idea?"


    Hestia sounded surprised and puzzled.


    Ordinarily, each lesser deity is intimately linked with their chief god, their authority intertwined, sharing both glory and disgrace, which necessitates extreme caution in their selection.


    Not choosing from the select half-gods of Olympus but instead fixing her sights on a youngster she happened upon in Knossos City, Athena''s intentions were truly baffling to Hestia.


    "It wasn''t sudden but rather a thought I''ve had for a while. I simply hadn''t found the right candidate until now," Athena said, swirling the cup in her hand and looking out towards the marketplace, sighing softly.


    "Last time, I met with King Minos and urged him to be patient and to resume the sacrifices to my father and uncle, but he was adamant in his refusal to serve the few chief deities of Olympus..."


    At this, Hestia also fell into silence.


    In a world created by the gods, the consequences of offending the deities hardly need to be spelled out.


    The old humanity drowned in the Great Flood is the best testament to this.


    Hestia wanted to suggest to Athena that she persuade King Minos once more, but she opened her mouth and, in the end, said nothing.


    As a husband, his wife was violated by a beast;


    As a monarch, his dignity trampled by the gods;


    Any man with a spirit would hardly tolerate such affronts lightly.


    If this well-regarded wise king weren''t concerned about his subjects and the survival of the entire island of Crete, perhaps he would have already drawn his sword against the God of the Sea, defending his dignity as a man.


    Although part of the pantheon, Hestia had been living among humans for a long time and had almost assimilated into worldly life; she could not blame King Minos for his decisions.


    Moreover, King Minos, who distinguished clearly between gratitude and grudges, had cut off sacrifices only to male gods like Zeus and Poseidon while continuing the offerings to Athena, Demeter, and to her, the Goddess of the Hearth, without change.


    This made it all the more difficult for Hestia to speak up.


    However, if the deliberate slights were noticed by the gods, they could provoke a severe outcome.


    For both King Minos and the Minosians.


    Hestia envisioned that almost foreseeable ending in her mind, bit her lip softly, and felt some distress.


    "Isn''t there another way?"


    "I don''t know. All we can do is try, but I can''t defy the authority of the Father God."


    Athena glanced pensively at Nike, who was heading toward the backyard and engaging in cheerful conversation with Little Medusa, then spoke in a lowered voice.


    "��At least, not now."


    As if she hadn''t heard her niece''s rebellious words, Hestia turned her head to look pensively at a certain corpse lying in the backyard.


    "So, you want to keep him in Knossos City, just in case?"


    Athena nodded slightly and spoke calmly.


    "Since this is the fate the humans have chosen for themselves, when it''s time to let go, we should let go and allow them to find their own way."


    The Goddess of Wisdom gazed out the window at the vast and majestic sky, her eyes deep and distant.


    "Even children grow up one day and will eventually leave the cradle..."


    "That''s easy to say, but if we can''t change the situation, what can they do?"


    Hestia shook her head, her face full of concern.


    "It''s not necessarily so..." Athena smiled, her thin cherry lips curving slightly, "The last great flood already displeased our ancient grandmother enormously. Furthermore, the new humanity born from adversity has received her blessing. Some of those from Olympus will likely be a bit more restrained because of this, and even if they wanted to take action, they most likely wouldn''t dare to be as brazen as before."


    Hestia''s face brightened at these words.


    In the Bronze Age, the original humans created by Prometheus and Athena grew increasingly corrupt due to the opening of Pandora''s Box.


    The gods, in the name of maintaining the purity of the world, unleashed a great flood to exterminate the old humanity deemed "impure."


    The earth was instantly transformed into a vast ocean, and countless lives were extinguished in a moment, a move that brought the dissatisfaction of Mother Earth Gaia.


    As the Earth Goddess and Mother of the Gods, Gaia''s divinity affords hope and blessing to all life on earth.


    Using a flood to cleanse life on earth was a grave offense to her.


    Therefore, Mother Earth Gaia protected the descendants of Prometheus, Deucalion, and his wife, Pyrrha, in a temple on Mount Parnassus, where she conveyed an oracle to them, guiding them to continue the spark of humanity.


    "The earth is the seed mother of all things, and stones are my bones. Clothe yourselves in veils, remove your clothing, pick up the mud and stones from the ground, and scatter them outside the temple."


    Thus, the pair followed Mother Earth Gaia''s will and cast the mud and stones onto the ground behind them.


    Soon after, the mud behind them gradually took shape, becoming flesh, while the stones turned into soft bones, and the patterns on the stones became veins.


    The mud thrown by Deucalion turned into men, and that cast by Pyrrha became women.


    A new race of humans was thereby conceived.


    So, in a certain sense, the current humans are also descendants of Mother Earth Gaia.


    This ancient grandmother, although she has been dormant for years in the temple of Mount Parnassus, her influence still lingers.


    Even the Divine King Zeus would have to consider the consequences of angering the ancient grandmother if he wanted to unleash another great flood.


    "I will do my best to mediate in Olympus, to avoid their direct intervention..."


    Athena spoke resolutely and then her solemn gaze turned to the backyard.


    "But in the end, whether they can break the pattern is up to them."


    "Are you sure he is the one you''re looking for?"


    Hestia pursed her lips, a bit worried.


    "How can we know without trying?"


    Athena spoke lightly, admiration apparent in her tone for a certain young one in the backyard.


    "Besides, don''t underestimate him. It''s rare to find someone who could take so many of my strikes and still be alive."


    At that moment, as she recalled the scene of their first encounter, the Goddess of Wisdom''s face revealed a meaningful expression.


    After all, a brat daring enough to steal her offerings was stronger than those half-breeds in Olympus who trembled at the mere sight of the gods, not daring to harbor a thought of rebellion.

 Chapter 54 50: Pots, Bowls, Ladles, and Basins, Submit to Me!

    Seeing that her great-niece had made up her mind, Hestia waved her hand helplessly.


    "Fine, do as you wish. I can''t manage these affairs anyway."


    "You make it sound so easy, but if you really could let go, would you need to squat in Knossos City all day long?"


    Athena gave Hestia across from her an unimpressed look, bluntly exposing her aunt''s insincerity.


    The Goddess of the Hearth''s cheeks turned slightly red upon hearing this, and she stubbornly argued with her neck stuck out.


    "I just like the food here, like the atmosphere of life here!"


    "Yes, yes, right..."


    Athena responded insincerely, her gaze brimming with mockery.


    Under her niece''s smiling gaze, the increasingly embarrassed Hestia''s face flushed, and she rose angrily to shoo her away.


    "Go on, get, don''t bother me if there''s nothing important!"


    "Fine, fine, I''m leaving, okay?"


    Athena raised her hands in surrender, got up from her seat, and beckoned Nike in the backyard to withdraw as well.


    However, at the moment when the maid and her mistress stepped out the doorway, a certain Goddess of Wisdom casually looked back, her lips curling up.


    "But just so we''re clear, this time, you can''t blame me for it."


    "Huh?"


    Hearing this nonsensical remark, Hestia was taken aback.


    But before she could react, the ground beneath her feet shook violently, a torrent of wild magic tide surging and boiling.


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, accompanied by a thunderclap out of the blue, the entire backyard erupted in flying grass, falling branches and leaves, with dense green mud spots dropping like rain.


    Hestia turned stiffly, staring blankly at her nursery that had been dug three feet deep and at the tall figure in the middle of the yard whose entire body was swirling with a fierce red blood aura.


    "My vegetable garden... my flowers... I shouldn''t have planted them..."


    The Goddess of the Hearth''s gaze was hollow, she murmured to herself, her voice appearing to carry a hint of a sob.


    Seeing Hestia''s expression of losing the will to live, Luo En, as the one who caused the mess, hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, steeling himself as he made promises.


    "Wait! I''ll compensate! Isn''t it enough that I''ll compensate for everything?"


    Hearing someone would cover the losses, the Goddess of the Hearth''s face cleared up, and she fiercely stretched out two pale fingers.


    "Not enough! I want twice the compensation!"


    "Okay, whatever you say."


    Luo En agreed hastily, pulling a face as he signed the agreement, comforting himself in his heart.


    Twice the amount it is then, since I was at fault to begin with, let''s consider it indirect compensation for the hospitality and care this Goddess of the Hearth had provided them.


    Better to exert a bit of effort than to directly fall out with a Chief God who rarely gets close to humans.


    ~~


    Time flies, several months whizz by.


    At dawn, just as Crete Island was barely lit, residents of the Knossos Royal City started opening their doors one after another, lighting their stoves to prepare the morning meal.


    The clatter of pots and pans and the commotion of crowing roosters and barking dogs slowly awakened the underlying bustle of the city.


    "Zeus, go to hell!"


    Luo En, waking up as usual, flipped his middle finger as a "blessing" to his divine father.


    A day in the life begins with blasphemy.


    And soon after, that irreverent mortal raised his hand to summon the twelve-sided die from within, rolling a number.


    Twelve? Hermes''s blessing?


    The luck for today is not bad.


    Luo En muttered to himself, then sat up from the bed, lazily stretching his limbs.


    Next to him, the twelve-sided die spinning aimlessly drew out a stream of light-blue divine energy from the invisible air, quietly flowing into the host''s body.


    Luo En closed his eyes and felt the slight agility within his flesh and blood, as well as the faintly increased responsiveness of his limbs, and he couldn''t help but emit a comfortable moan.


    After a moment, that wonderful experience gradually faded, and he opened his eyes, sincerely praising the large family of relatives on Mount Olympus.


    Awesome! The currency explosion by the Twelve Olympians is simply delightful!


    Hermes'' divine blessing this time seemed to be geared toward enhancing the agility aspect of physical reaction speed.


    Probably about a 3% improvement?


    A benefit you can get for a dirty word, what a steal!


    Luo En glanced at the Twelve-Sided Die on the bedside, which had automatically dissipated into streams of light, and he caressed the gradually disappearing Wheel of Hecate on his chest, even beginning to miss the sensation of being duped into starting that thing.


    After several months of getting used to it, he had further figured out some patterns of the Dice of Chance.


    First, the stuff in the friendship pool could definitely include useful items like the Wings of Icarus, which could play a significant role in certain situations, so it couldn''t all be trash.


    The main reason he hadn''t fished out any good items was probably because the Daily Chapter was too easy.


    After all, low risk corresponds to low gain, which is only fair.


    Both inevitability and chance tend to follow this rule.


    However, when occurrences are frequent enough, the advantage of chance becomes apparent.


    ��It really could burst forth with great items.


    For example, obtaining divine blessings and baptisms corresponding to numbers from deities.


    ��The indomitable fighting will of Ares, the life healing of the Agriculture God, the water affinity of the God of the Sea, the intuition of Apollo, the agility and speed of Hermes...


    These could all potentially be acquired from the opportunities of chance after desecrating the Twelve Chief Gods of inevitability.


    Of course, the probability was low.


    So far, Luo En, having used up his accumulated 100 pulls, had only managed to draw Hermes once, Ares twice, Apollo once, and Hestia once from the common pool.


    Moreover, the enhancements brought by these divine baptisms were present, but the magnitude wouldn''t be great.


    As the Twelve Olympians'' jurisdictions span more than one domain, there was also great randomness.


    Among them, the divine baptism given by Hestia to him was the most difficult to hold back.


    Perhaps because of the jurisdiction of the Goddess of the Hearth, that baptism actually improved his control over kitchen utensils and the cooking of dishes...


    Luo En really wanted to complain, expecting him to face off against an opponent in a life-or-death battle, then dash into the kitchen with a dish.


    ��Pots and pans, submit to me?


    The imagery was too beautiful; he dared not even imagine it.


    However, it was important to obtain decent benefits from the common pool, but what truly occupied Luo En''s attention was that the Twelve-Sided Die could actually secretly extract the divinity of the Twelve Olympians bestowed by fate and pour it into his body.


    This thing was a bit too overpowered, wasn''t it?


    And a certain speculation in his heart seemed to have been confirmed as a result.


    ��Using the variable of chance to pry open the inevitability of fate, ultimately toppling the foundation of the gods.


    Perhaps, that was the true function of the "dice."


    Luo En''s gaze flickered with deep thought.


    High risk, high reward.


    To put down such a hefty stake, it seems that his "angel investor" had quite a lot he wanted to achieve.


    But soon, he scoffed and shook his head.


    Forget it, since he had confirmed this path could shake the divine right of fate, he''d best not think about these things for now.


    He was merely a pawn crossing the river at this point, nowhere near sitting at the gambling table with the power to go all-in deciding life and death.


    There was no rush; he''d bet when he had amassed enough capital.


    So, today''s task was...


    Luo En took a deep breath, solemnly bidding farewell to the warm comforter, got up to go downstairs, and wielding a hoe, he rushed toward the nursery in the backyard.


    ��Digging holes, planting fields!

 Chapter 55 51: You Are Mine Now

    No way around it, Luo En still owed the Goddess of the Hearth Hestia two batches of seedlings.


    It was all karma he had created for himself.


    Since he had agreed to it, he could only repay it honestly.


    With the day''s first rays of sun, the hard-pressed debtor Luo En started his daily routine of loosening the soil, sowing seeds, watering, fertilizing, and hastening growth.


    Thanks to the Goddess of Wisdom''s visit last time to apologize, she left behind a bottle of "Essence of Life," which could accelerate plant growth.


    By diluting this substance in water, Luo En''s debt repayment sped up manifold.


    After several months of hard work, the whole yard was bursting with vitality, and his debt was almost fully repaid.


    Well past dawn, Luo En put down his watering can and, looking at the seedlings in the nursery that were half a foot tall and lush with greenery, couldn''t help but feel satisfied as he laid down his farming tools.


    After washing off the dust and grime, he walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch; as Luo En busied himself by the stove, he couldn''t help but mutter complaints.


    Whether it was because she revealed her true nature or was intentionally training him, after the Goddess of the Hearth tasted his cooking, she not only increasingly relinquished control over what she regarded as her own territory, the kitchen, but lately she didn''t even enter the kitchen door at all.


    In her place, she would take Little Medusa out early in the morning under the guise of shopping for goods, browsing through the market streets.


    By mealtime, they''d often bring back a huge assortment of exotic ingredients for Luo En to experiment with and develop new recipes.


    The ostensible reason was to "enrich the Minosians'' menu and enhance the quality of life in Knossos City."


    "We''re back!"


    Just as Luo En, reluctantly transformed into a househusband, was bellyaching to himself, a familiar and cheerful shout came from outside the door.


    Little Medusa, back from shopping, carelessly dropped a half-person-tall bag on the ground and burst into the back kitchen with a beaming smile.


    A rich fragrance of flowers entered his nostrils, Luo En put down his spatula and his gaze fell upon Little Medusa''s head, surprise flickering across his face.


    "What a beautiful garland, who gave it to you?"


    "It''s from the florist granny across the street!"


    Bearing recognition for the day''s difference, Little Medusa gleefully answered while showing off excitedly.


    "Luo En, I helped tend the shop today and sold thirteen bunches of flowers! Granny gave me a flower garland and a bag of fresh croissants!"


    "It seems Little Anna is quite popular."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, patiently continuing his inquiry with curiosity.


    "So, any other gains from today''s outing?"


    "Yes, yes, Constantine''s granddaughter finally let me hold her! I took care of her for a while!"


    "How did that feel?"


    "Tiny, soft, really cute!"


    "Is that all?"


    "There''s more, there''s more, I found the herbs Beatrice needed, and also helped the lame man on the other street pick grapes from his vineyard, and before leaving, he gave me a basket as well..."


    In the kitchen, Little Medusa''s small face was brimming with a sweet smile as she excitedly boasted to Luo En about her labor''s fruits along the way.


    Her eyes, once filled with wariness and gloom when they first met, now sparkled with brightness, and the reluctance to make eye contact with others had completely vanished.


    Luo En listened quietly to Little Medusa''s sharing, responding with a gentle chuckle and nods.


    "Hmm, no wonder I''ve heard the whole street praising you."


    "No, that''s not true..."


    Hearing such praise, the somewhat unconfident Little Medusa suddenly felt uneasy, her small face blushing.


    Looking at this Medusa who had shed the fierce myth and revealed her innocent nature, Luo En stretched out his hand and gently placed it on top of Medusa''s small head, softly stroking her smooth purple hair, his eyes filled with contentment and tenderness.


    Compared to the "inevitability" of the myths, he preferred this "chance" he had created with his own hands.


    If the role of the "dice" was to nurture these kinds of beautiful possibilities, then being driven by such things didn''t seem to be entirely bad.


    "Hey! You two, that''s enough! Can''t one of you come and help me with this stuff?"


    While the kitchen''s warmth and affection grew deeper between the young and the old, an indignant protest from Hestia came from outside the door.


    At this moment, her hands were full with large and small packages from shopping, the bulky scale of which had already exceeded the limits of the door frame.


    And because she stood right at the doorstep, it was inconvenient for her to use her Divine Power to dismantle the house, so she could only stand stiffly at the door.


    "I''m here, I''m here!"


    Little Medusa snapped back to reality and stuffed half a bag of croissant bread into Luo En''s hands before rushing out of the kitchen to help unload at the door.


    "You''ve brought back so much, did you go and raid the food market and the grocery store, auntie..."


    Amid the teasing banter, Athena, who had been absent for several months, appeared from around the deserted street corner with her own Lesser Deity Nike, walking with grace and composure.


    Elegant and unhurried.


    However, the composure of the Goddess of Wisdom lasted only a few seconds before Hestia dragged her over.


    "Athena? Your timing is perfect! Quick, quick, quick, help carry stuff!"


    No sooner had the words of the Goddess of the Hearth left her lips than a bag of purple onions slipped to the ground, rolling in all directions.


    Frozen in place, Little Medusa stiffly turned her head to look at the familiar figure with silver hair and purple eyes behind her, her voice hoarse.


    "Athe... Athena?"


    "..."


    The Goddess of Wisdom raised her hand to her forehead, wordlessly looking at Hestia with an exasperated expression.


    No matter how much you plan, you can''t guard against an ally who exposes herself willingly.


    "What? Did I say something?"


    Hestia, feeling guilty, feigned confusion in response, trying to bluff her way through with feigned ignorance.


    However, such tricks might work on the simple-minded little Anna in the kitchen, but not on her; she wasn''t so easily fooled.


    "Alright, no need to pretend anymore."


    Athena, clearly annoyed, gave her aunt Hestia, who had inadvertently betrayed her, a sharp look; she then gently patted Anna''s shoulder as a gesture of comfort, her voice soft.


    "It''s okay, it''s just a name, let''s keep things as they were before."


    "Eh, you saying that makes me feel relieved! I''m finally unburdened!"


    Before Little Medusa could recover from her shock, Hestia, seeing that her great-niece had no intention of pursuing the matter, let out a sigh of relief, her mood lifting greatly.


    "Come, come, come, help me bring these inside first!"


    "..."


    Looking at the bag of turnips in her left hand and the bag of rosemary in her right, Athena, who had regained her goddess status just seconds before, felt her forehead throb uncontrollably.


    Forget it, forget it, don''t argue with her.


    Talking too much is tiring...


    Having had a profound experience with such matters, the Goddess of Wisdom, forced by the tyranny of her elder, resigned herself to the hard labor, dignifying herself to carry vegetables into the house.


    But having finally lugged all sorts of items into the house, Hestia was still not ready to let go of the labor force, directing them with hands on her hips.


    "Hey, hey, don''t stand around, the turnips need peeling, the rosemary needs grinding, and you, whoever, get those olives pickled for me!"


    By the way, even Nike, the lesser Goddess of Victory who didn''t merit a mention, became an object of enslavement.


    Seeing that not only was there no chance of having fruit brew, but also having to do this sort of boring manual labor, Nike''s expression immediately collapsed, her face filled with gloom.


    "Don''t be so reluctant, all of this was prepared thoughtfully for me. Wait until tonight when Luo En and I cook together, and you''ll taste the new dishes we''ve recently developed; you''ll understand how worthwhile the hard work is now..."


    The Goddess of the Hearth, ready to show off her culinary skills, scolded the gluttonous Nike while proudly announcing the plan for tonight''s entertainment.


    "There''s no need to cook."


    Athena raised her hand to interrupt Hestia''s boasting, gracefully declining the dinner invitation, her purple eyes turning toward the figure in the kitchen, corners of her lips curving up in pleasure.


    "Because the person, I''m taking with me!"


    Caught!


    In an instant, both Luo En and Little Medusa changed their expressions, instinctively assuming a defensive stance, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly turned tense.

 Chapter 56 52 This is a deadly question

    Seeing the two figures, one large and one small, in the room acting as if facing great enemies, Athena smiled calmly and softly explained her purpose to Luo En.


    "Don''t be nervous, I have taken an interest in your talents, I merely wish to recruit you as my lesser deity."


    Thereupon, to bolster her persuasiveness, the Goddess of Wisdom, who had come prepared, turned her gaze to Hestia beside her.


    "Aunt is also aware of this matter."


    "Ah? Oh oh..."


    Hestia, who had been pulled out by her great-niece to vouch for her, was initially startled, then regained her composure, nodding vaguely.


    For some reason, the Goddess of the Hearth seemed somewhat distracted, her eyes constantly casting unintentional glances towards the clean and tidy kitchen, as well as the lush and verdant seedbeds in the backyard.


    Yet, in the end, there was the dual assurance of two goddesses.


    Luo En and Little Medusa felt the overt goodwill emanating from the Goddess of Wisdom and couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, their on-edge nerves slightly relaxed.


    Thank goodness, it was just a false alarm.


    Their unique identities seemed to have also gone unnoticed.


    As the atmosphere eased, Athena smiled and extended her hand, graciously extending an invitation.


    "All right, let''s go, follow me back to Olympus."


    "This soon?!"


    Upon hearing this, Hestia suddenly looked up, her face filled with astonishment.


    Athena turned her head to look at her aunt, who was in on the plan beforehand, her eyes showing surprise.


    "Soon? Hasn''t this matter been dragging on for months already?"


    "Well, what I mean is..."


    Hestia''s eyes darted around, then she glanced at the kitchen and hearth.


    "Since it''s all so rushed, why not eat something before we go?"


    "No need, there''s been too much happening lately, nowhere is really peaceful, and we don''t know when the next critical moment will be, it''s better to make plans early, just in case."


    Athena gently shook her head, and as she spoke, furrows gradually gathered between her brows.


    But...


    Hestia''s gaze swept over the two figures, large and small, and she opened her mouth, as if to speak.


    But seeing a trace of weariness in the depths of her niece''s purple eyes, she clenched her teeth, bit her cherry lip, and remained silent.


    Luo En, catching the subtle changes in Hestia''s expression out of the corner of his eye, flickered with a trace of realization.


    Fortunately, the efforts of this period had not been in vain.


    "Let''s not speak of this anymore."


    At this moment, Athena, having calmed her restless heart, raised her head to look at the opposite side, her face bearing her usual smile.


    "Pack up, we depart immediately."


    "Wait!"


    The plan was interrupted again, this time by a male voice.


    Athena, who was about to turn and leave, turned her head to look at Luo En behind her, frowning slightly.


    "What is it?"


    "Thank you for your kindness, but I need to take care of my sister."


    Luo En took Little Medusa''s hand, gazing gently at that somewhat bewildered little face, his expression one of deep sibling affection.


    "She''s still so young, if I''m not by her side, I really don''t know how she would get by..."


    "Then bring her along with you."


    "..."


    At that moment, Luo En, who was portraying an image of deep brotherly love towards Little Medusa, suddenly stiffened, and his face contorted into a forced expression.


    "That, that wouldn''t be right."


    "It''s fine, I don''t mind."


    Athena blinked, her demeanor one of open-minded acceptance.


    I mind though!


    Feeling increasingly cornered, Luo En struggled to subtly convey his reluctant stance.


    "Anna is still young, letting her serve at your side may lead to some improprieties, so..."


    "So, you''re worried that her monstrous identity might be discovered and then she''d be reprimanded?"


    "...!"


    "You''ve gone in such a big circle just to say this, haven''t you?"


    The Goddess of Wisdom, arms crossed, looked amusedly at the flabbergasted Luo En.


    As their eyes met, Luo En noticed the subtle teasing that was almost imperceptible in the depths of those purple eyes, and involuntarily, his facial muscles twitched slightly.


    She had known all along!


    "Although I''m not sure how you concealed your own strength and the child''s alien aura before, don''t take everyone for fools. After all this time, how could no one have noticed anything out of the ordinary? The wisdom of the gods is not something you can..."


    "Discovered? Discovered what?"


    Hestia curiously poked her head out, her face full of confusion.


    "..."


    The corner of Athena''s mouth twitched, and she decisively refrained from mentioning "the wisdom of the gods" again.


    Alright, take back what I said. This is a miraculous group whose IQ might fluctuate between -100 and limitless.


    Immediately afterward, the piercing gaze of the Goddess of Wisdom swept past the half-hidden face of Little Medusa and glanced disdainfully at a certain little rascal who was hiding her like guarding against thieves, letting out a soft snort.


    "Looking at her hair and eye color, if I''m not mistaken, she must be Medusa from the Formless Island, right?"


    "Ah? So that''s it! No wonder it feels so cool and comfortable to hold her!"


    Hestia suddenly realized as if she had discovered a new continent, surprised.


    Under the scrutiny of the Goddess of Wisdom, Little Medusa, hiding behind Luo En, couldn''t help but shrink back into the shadows, tightly gripping Luo En''s hem.


    Athena looked at the small girl quivering slightly and showed a gentle and thawing smile, softly assuring.


    "Don''t worry, no one here will harm you."


    "Yeah, that''s right! Nike can protect you too!"


    The little Goddess of Victory also patted her chest, comforting her tense companion.


    As kindness swelled around her, Little Medusa''s somewhat pale face finally regained some color, and the tension that stiffened her back due to being on guard gradually relaxed.


    Seeing this unexpected behavior from the master and servant, Luo En asked in amazement what had been puzzling him.


    "You don''t blame the unclean mythological creature for entering your city and temple?"


    "What is pure? What is impure? I''ve seen the most despicable deities as well as the most noble humans."


    Athena spoke lightly, then turned her head to look through the window at the busy, ordinary figures on the street, with a gaze profound and distant, her voice lower.


    "All this is not determined by bloodlines or origins but by the soul..."


    Hearing the unexplained melancholy in her words, Luo En pursed his lips, softly reminding.


    "But she is a mythological creature..."


    "Ha, even King Minos didn''t let his personal grudge affect a child born with a magical curse. Do you really think my tolerance is even less than that of a mortal monarch?"


    Athena scoffed, her purple eyes brimming with irritation, and she coldly snorted as she looked toward a certain rascal who had slandered her.


    Even though his wife had been defiled by a beast, giving birth to that monster with the body of a bull and the shame it symbolized, King Minos still did not direct his anger toward the innocent child; instead, he chose to raise it.


    Furthermore, to prevent any disaster that might arise from this naturally malevolent mythological creature intermixing with humans, he summoned Daedalus and his son and had them build a Labyrinth beneath the palace, where he secretly sustained the child with regular provisions.


    Hearing the resentment in Athena''s words and facing this life-and-death question, Luo En couldn''t help but sweat from his forehead as he tried to sidestep it while forcibly praising her.


    "How could that be! Leaders lead by example, and the followers emulate. The reason King Minos could be so magnanimous must surely be due to your influence! It''s all thanks to your good teachings! It''s a wonder that even mythological creatures scorned by the gods and others can bask in your glory and receive equal treatment. I, who am so shallow and external, have finally understood why you rightfully bear the name of the sovereign mistress!"


    Under the barrage of Luo En''s rainbow-hued flattery, Athena''s expression eased slightly. When the anger in her heart had cooled, she glanced disdainfully at a certain glib little rascal and spoke with irritation.


    "You don''t have to be so insincere, not all mythological creatures can win my approval."


    Having said that, the Goddess of Wisdom turned to look at the still slightly timid Little Medusa, her gaze growing ever more tender.


    "Anna, thank you for taking care of my people these past few days. It seems they really like you..."


    "No, not at all, I like everyone too."


    Being thanked so earnestly by a deity, Little Medusa''s cheeks reddened, and she became somewhat flustered.


    Seeing the little girl''s amusing reaction, Athena chuckled lightly, raised her hand to affectionately stroke the top of Little Medusa''s head, and whispered softly.


    "You really are a good child..."


    The sunlight streamed through the gaps in the window lattice, casting warm light on the figures of the little and big, enveloping them in a cozy atmosphere and creating a beautiful scene.

 Chapter 57 53 I Dont Eat Beef!

    At this moment, watching the harmonious interaction between Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, and Medusa, the Gorgon, Luo En felt an intense sense of absurdity churning inside him, as if there was a dislocated split in time and space.


    However, he soon understood the reason for everything.


    Athena was the female ruler worshipped by humanity, and, naturally, her perspective had to take human considerations into account.


    In the original history, the adult Medusa, after countless persecutions and killings, had her heart frozen and descended into madness, devoid of any warmth or kindness.


    Even in some versions, the two sisters who sheltered her met a dismal fate and were devoured by Medusa.


    Therefore, at that time, the Gorgon had completely lost control and became a major calamity at sea.


    And from the perspective of humans, she naturally became a target that needed to be eradicated.


    But the current Little Medusa still retained a glimmer of light in her heart. After escaping the persecution and manhunt, she came to Knossos City, experienced precious warmth, and responded in kind to the humans around her who treated her with goodwill.


    All of this was likely observed in secret by Athena.


    And, given the temperament of this Goddess of Wisdom, she certainly would not brutally classify Little Medusa as a "disaster." Instead, because of her friendly attitude towards humans, Athena grew fond of this adorable child.


    So, it turns out that I was the one harboring preconceived notions, worrying over nothing.


    Realizing it was all a false alarm, Luo En, who had been on tenterhooks, couldn''t help but feel a mix of laughter and tears after sorting out his thoughts.


    At this moment, as the misunderstanding was cleared up, Athena clapped her hands and turned to look behind her, bringing the conversation back on track.


    "Well, we''ve said enough; it''s time we left," she said.


    "Wait a minute!"


    However, her plan was halted once again.


    This time, it was still that male voice.


    Athena seemed to understand something, her eyes narrowing slightly, her expression cooling.


    "You''re not willing?" she asked.


    In an instant, an invisible pressure descended, making one feel as if submerged deep in the ocean. Luo En, bearing the brunt of it, stiffened and hurriedly shook his head to deny it.


    "No! Definitely not!"


    "Then why won''t you come with me?"


    Athena persisted, her face cold as she approached Luo En step by step.


    Seeing no way to escape, Luo En steeled his heart, decisively pulled a certain figure next to him into the middle, and firmly protected it in front of him.


    "Because of Goddess Hestia!"


    "Ah?"


    Suddenly becoming the third party caught in the middle, Hestia looked up with a confused expression.


    Luo En took a deep breath and looked seriously at the Goddess of the Hearth in front of him, speaking earnestly.


    "Goddess Hestia, you''ve forgotten; I still haven''t settled my debt to you!"


    There was no other way, gentleness wasn''t effective, so he had to play his trump card early.


    It was about the matter in the backyard... Realizing the truth, Hestia subconsciously nodded her head.


    "Right, it seems that way..."


    "Is it a lot?"


    Athena looked at Hestia and asked nonchalantly.


    Just a dozen or so left...


    As her wrist was gripped tighter, the Goddess of the Hearth straightened her back and, as if possessed, blurted out.


    "A lot! Very much so!"


    Athena looked slightly stunned, then her face broke into a smile again, addressing Luo En and Hestia leisurely.


    "It''s fine, I''ll cover the rest. After all, he is about to become one of my Lesser Deities; his matters are my matters."


    That calm voice carried an invisible pressure, making the two, hand in hand, one human and one deity, sweat slightly on their foreheads.


    "How could that be right? I cannot let you labor for a mistake I''ve made; you''ve already helped me enough," Luo En said, his voice deliberately slowed and softened, as he chuckled and declined.


    Beside him, Hestia swallowed and with an evasive look, chimed in.


    "Right, exactly, one should pay their own debts, there''s no sense in deities serving humans..."


    Athena didn''t speak, but appraised the debtor and creditor pair who subconsciously leaned on each other with interest.


    How long has it been? Just a few months, it seems?


    Not bad, Auntie, I really underestimated you...


    Under the invisible pressure from the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En was sweating profusely but had no choice but to brace himself and see it through to the end.


    Being a lesser deity to Athena certainly came with numerous benefits.


    But there was no helping it; compared to Medusa, there were more thunderclouds looming over him.


    The rebellious child of Zeus fated to die, the conspirator attempting to overthrow Olympus, the insolent defiler of the gods, the fugitive wanted by Atlantis...


    Any one of these accusations, once made public, would spell big trouble for him.


    And going to Olympus, flitting around in front of that group of chief gods, unquestionably increased his risk of exposure dramatically.


    Moreover, becoming a lesser deity to Athena was almost equivalent to never leaving the side of this battle-hardened sister with a mind as complex as a beehive.


    Thus, his mission of defiling the gods would become very difficult to complete, and hoping to keep his secrets for long was probably wishful thinking.


    If she ever caught a flaw in him, his fate would be unknown, his life or death at her whim.


    Although he was the younger brother, he didn''t want to be a younger brother forever, firmly under her heel.


    While contemplating, Luo En stole a glance at Hestia next to him.


    As for the other one...


    Sensing something, the Goddess of the Hearth turned her head, the guilt in her eyes nearly impossible to hide, with a look of pure simplicity.


    Luo En flashed a reassuring smile, conveying warmth, support, and encouragement to the hand in his palm, silently screaming.


    Yes, that''s exactly what he needed!


    No amount of cunning from Athena could beat the ease of fooling Hestia.


    This Goddess of the Hearth, heartless and easy to deceive, almost never meddled in worldly affairs, instead immersing herself in her hut cooking up dishes, made for an excellent shield.


    He didn''t know why she had suddenly switched sides and spoken up for him, but choosing her was definitely the right move!


    And moreover...


    The memory of the God of Wine, who seemingly snatched Hestia''s divine position to squeeze into the circle of the Twelve Olympians, undoubtedly told him that this path had high potential.


    After all, he had already blown up a chunk of his mentor Circe''s gold coins when leaving the island, and since the Goddess of the Hearth stuck to her own patch of land experimenting with recipes, she seemed to have little need for her divine position.


    Why not...


    Luo En mulled over this to himself, his gaze drifting toward Hestia shimmering with an unscrupulous light,


    For some reason, Hestia felt a chill down her spine and couldn''t help shivering.


    At that moment, seeing her auntie''s timid reaction, Athena misattributed it, relaxed her scrutinizing gaze, and sighed helplessly.


    "Since Auntie has spoken thus, I won''t press the matter."


    Hearing that her grand-niece didn''t seem intent on pursuing her betrayal, Hestia breathed a sigh of relief; a smile spread across her face as she affectionately took Athena''s hand.


    "Let''s not talk about that. You''ve come from Olympus and must be hungry by now, right?"


    Without waiting for her grand-niece to decline, Hestia reached back and pulled Luo En, who was attempting to sneak away, over to her side, lavishing him with praise.


    "I''m not even exaggerating, Luo En''s understanding of cooking and seasoning is incredible. We''ve come up with many delicious recipes together. Let him cook later, prepare a bowl of noodles for you, and drizzle our newly concocted sauce on top. It''s absolutely delicious!"


    Athena knew her aunt wanted to make amends, and she nodded with a smile in agreement.


    "Okay, but no green onions."


    In an instant, Luo En''s face twitched, as he involuntarily swallowed his saliva and carefully asked,


    "Then, do you eat beef?"


    "Of course, I eat it. Isn''t it a common offering humans make to the gods?"


    Athena gave a blank stare at the chef in front of her who seemed somewhat jittery, confused.


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had received a pardon, and nodded repeatedly.


    That''s good, that''s good.


    He really feared triggering some sort of instant death flag, worrying that after he brought the bowl of noodles out from the kitchen, Athena would come up with a smile and say, "I don''t eat beef," then pull out the Spear of Victory and skewer him into a sieve.

 Chapter 58 54: The Inescapable True Fragrance

    "Here we go!"


    Half an hour later, Luo En, busy in the kitchen, brought out a tray and placed several steaming bowls in front of the long-waited diners.


    As soon as they were served, the golden yellow thick soup made from big bones spread a rich aroma; several juicy pieces of sauce-marinated beef on top made it hard to resist the surge in appetite; thin radish slices and a few pieces of tender green leafy vegetables floated up and down, serving to cut through the richness; chopped parsley instead of chopped green onions was sprinkled on top to further release the fragrance; and the crystal-clear noodles swirled in the bowl like ribbons, soaking up the thick beefy broth...


    The all-around stimulation of color and aroma made the waiting diners full of anticipation, eager to fork out a mouthful of noodles. The chewiness of the noodles intertwined with the savory soup in their mouths, making it almost impossible to stop.


    Little Medusa and Hestia, who had already experienced this novelty, were alright, but Athena and Nike, tasting this new type of delicacy for the first time, couldn''t help but be dazzled, their taste buds conquered by it.


    The dining fork in their hands that almost never stopped was the best proof.


    Soon, the two bowls of flavorful beef noodles were polished off by the deities.


    As the great-niece put down her fork and sat up straight, Hestia eagerly came over to ask for their impressions.


    "How was it? Not bad, right?"


    "It was okay..."


    Athena gave a lukewarm evaluation, then slightly turned her head, her gaze falling on someone behind her.


    Luo En, who had evolved into an astute individual, noticed the Goddess of Wisdom''s subtle expression and immediately got the message, diligently clearing away the bowls with a gleefully obsequious smile on his face.


    "It must be that the sample wasn''t enough. I''ll go get another bowl for you to savor, and later, I''ll need your help with more detailed feedback for improvement."


    "Mm."


    With such an out, Athena nodded gracefully, her elegance intact, but the glimmer of praise and satisfaction in her eyes was unmistakable.


    "I want another too!"


    Nike next to her also handed over her emptied bowl, her face showing her longing for more.


    "There''s plenty for everyone!"


    Luo En hastened to assure her, turning back to the kitchen to fill up two full bowls for the powerful deities, and also topped off the nearly empty bowls of Hestia and Little Medusa with more broth and noodles.


    The situation demanded equal treatment for all.


    At least, on the surface, it needed to be flawless, so as not to invite criticism.


    And to prevent the meal from being too monotonous, Luo En went back to the kitchen to make some dishes that he and Hestia had either refined or concocted, continuously bringing them to the table.


    Under his commendably thorough service, it was a feast where both guests and hosts were thoroughly delighted.


    Seeing the jolly atmosphere in the living room, Luo En, who had been on edge, finally relaxed, took the opportunity to serve himself a bowl of noodles, and filled his somewhat empty stomach.


    The origins of European noodle culture can be traced back to Italy and Greece. At that time, noodles had become a popular food, not only for breakfast and lunch but also for dinner.


    But now, this thing is probably at best still in its rudimentary form.


    As someone who came from the future, Luo En might not be highly skilled in culinary arts, but his long-standing solitary life had left him with a fairly complete knowledge of cooking and a wealth of dining experience.


    Fermentation, seasoning, boiling, frying��these cooking techniques and dietary reforms, which had slowly formed over thousands of years, each are a crystallization of knowledge from the trials and errors of countless humans.


    Bringing these to the dawn of human civilization during the age of the gods was like a dimension reduction blow.


    Even those deities, accustomed to delicacies of mountains and seas, couldn''t help but succumb to the allure of unfamiliar cuisine.


    The Goddess of Wisdom, who at first was indifferent but now had completely fallen for it, was the best proof.


    ```


    Three quarters of an hour later, the four of them were full and satisfied, lazily leaning back in their chairs.


    Luo En, with a keen sense of duty, cleared the table and presented the dessert and fruit brew, offering the epitome of five-star service.


    Under Hestia''s enthusiastic recommendation, Athena scooped up a spoonful of homemade yogurt with raisins and sweet almonds, tasting it with a contented expression. Her deep gaze then fell upon the "head chef" in the kitchen, reflective.


    Now, she probably understood why her aunt had suddenly changed sides, wanting to keep this little rascal.


    The Goddess of the Hearth might not concern herself with worldly affairs, but she was not without desires.


    Her greatest pleasure was finding some domestic and kitchen-related joys to pass the time.


    Cooking, gardening, housework, and brewing were all within the scope of her interests.


    Finding someone with similar hobbies among the demigods and deities who generally pursued power and authority was harder than reaching the heavens.


    But by chance, a nearly perfect candidate had barged into her home. Not only had he shown exceptional culinary skills and constantly refreshing food insights, but he also managed household chores and guest services to the height of making people feel at home.


    With such a lesser deity, the quality of life would surely see a tangible and significant improvement.


    Not to speak of the Goddess of the Hearth, who was in charge of domestic affairs, even Athena herself couldn''t help but be a little tempted.


    "Honestly speaking, I''m starting to have some regrets now. If I''d known, I should have brought you to Olympus ahead of time..."


    The Goddess of Wisdom set down the empty bowl, her gaze lingering on the demigod she had personally groomed.


    Hestia, who was beside her, aggressively marketing, suddenly stiffened her smile, becoming anxious.


    "Compared to Olympus, Knossos City seems to be more fitting as your private territory, right? Now, am I not serving in your chamber?"


    Facing Athena''s scrutiny, Luo En flashed a composed smile.


    "You are welcome anytime you wish to come."


    "Indeed."


    Athena nodded, seemingly quite satisfied with the response.


    Seeing her great-niece apparently giving up on pursuing the matter further, Hestia breathed a sigh of relief.


    After eating her fill, Athena stood up from her seat, lazily stretching her body, and turned to look at Luo En, who was helping Hestia with the housework, her brow lifted, her face breaking into a subtle smile.


    "After the meal, how about... a little practice?"


    "It''s not advisable to engage in strenuous activities after a full meal!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately refused, with an expression that said, "I am considering your well-being," while the alarm for danger in his mind was frantically ringing.


    Fight you? You must be joking!


    Seeing that mischievous look on your face, it''s clear you''ve dug a pit and are waiting for me to jump in, so you can beat me up under a legit pretext.


    Last time, just for sneaking a few pieces of your offerings and gossiping about you behind your back, you made me lie on the ground for seven or eight days, and my butt still hurts.


    You dare say your invitation to spar with me this time isn''t because you were turned down and felt humiliated, seeking vindictive retribution?


    Ha, I''ve seen right through you, a petty-hearted woman!


    Luo En couldn''t help but grumble to himself as he recalled the rose thorns that had pierced his butt that night.


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 Chapter 59 55: Sneak Attack from Destiny

    Watching Luo En come up with several excuses in a row to decline and stubbornly refusing to take the bait, Athena could only hold back her malice for the time being and gave the little rascal, who always annoyed her, an annoyed glance.


    "Then let''s play chess, I just had some new insights."


    "Okay, as you wish."


    Having escaped the danger of a beating, Luo En quickly conceded, set up the chessboard, and recalling Hecate''s chess strategy, he began to set traps for Athena in preparation for the upcoming match against that gambling goddess.


    Time flew by, and dusk had arrived outside the window. The fading glow of the sunset streamed through the window lattice, spilling into the living room where Hestia was busy tidying up, and the two who were dominating the long table were locked in an intense and evenly matched game of chess.


    "Luo En, Luo En!"


    With a game ending, Little Medusa, who had been frolicking with Nike in the backyard, excitedly rushed into the house with her friend, showing him something she wore on her chest.


    It was a bronze medal, on which the pattern of several intertwined serpents was cast.


    Luo En touched the head of Little Medusa as she moved closer and asked with a smile.


    "What is it?"


    "A gift! The gift Nike gave me!"


    Little Medusa replied excitedly, her little face beaming with pride.


    Luo En took a closer look for a few more moments, then patiently agreed,


    "Hmm, it looks good, and it suits you quite well."


    "It''s more than that!"


    Little Medusa shook her head, a trace of solemnity appearing on her small face. She raised her hand, clutching the bronze medal in her palm and activated her divine power.


    In an instant, a greyish glow flowed from Medusa''s fingertips and covered her whole body, transforming into a glittering set of full bronze armor, with the characteristic serpent patterns looking almost lifelike.


    "Hum!"


    At the same time, Medusa gave her small hand a shake, and accompanied by a faint metallic tremor, a serpentine bronze chain sword appeared in the young girl''s palm. With a casual swing, it made a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air.


    Feeling the strong divinity contained within the armor and Little Medusa''s suddenly much stronger presence, Luo En''s expression changed.


    "This is..."


    "The Bronze Serpent Armor, it''s what I asked the Craftsman God Hephaestus to infuse with a part of my divinity and personally forge as a weapon." said the Goddess of Wisdom across from him, as she set down the chess piece she was toying with. She smiled faintly and then cast a playful look towards Luo En.


    "Originally, this was prepared for you. However, it seems you wouldn''t need it, so I let Nike give it to Anna instead."


    "..."


    Luo En''s mouth twitched, and he felt a pang of regret so intense it was almost turning blue.


    A divine artifact! A real divine artifact! He couldn''t find such a premium item even after smashing Circe to pieces!


    Moreover, this was an exquisite piece personally forged by the Craftsman God Hephaestus, infused with Athena''s serpentine divinity.


    It is known that the great hero Achilles of the Trojan War was able to fight back the entire city of Troy, with divine assistance, because he had a full set of armor from the Craftsman God. In the end, it took Apollo, one of the Twelve Olympians, to personally intervene. Disguised as a commoner, he struck from the shadows and shot an arrow through Achilles'' only weak point, his heel, which led to the invincible war hero''s ultimate demise.


    Similarly, had Luo En been wearing this item, he reckoned he could have walked sideways among his demigod peers, and even if he faced a real deity, he would have had the power to fight.


    Sensing Luo En''s interest, Little Medusa decisively pulled off the bronze emblem on her chest and stuffed it directly into his hands.


    "I can''t use this anyway, so I''ll give it to you."


    Luo En felt a warmth in his heart and gently pressed down on Medusa''s little hand, showing a gentle smile.


    "No need, the serpentine divinity matches your lineage the best, and it seems this item has already recognized its owner. You should keep it."


    Then he paused, nodded at Nike in the backyard, and reminded her in a low voice.


    "Besides, you shouldn''t easily give away a friend''s gift to someone else."


    Under Luo En''s repeated persuasion, Medusa appeared to waver and felt a bit troubled.


    "But..."


    "Take this emblem, and you may enter and exit my temple at will."


    The Goddess Athena across from him began speaking softly, her eyes twinkling with mirth, her voice then took on a teasing tone.


    "It means you can eat whatever you want..."


    "...!"


    Instantly, Little Medusa stared intently at the bronze emblem in her hand and unconsciously swallowed.


    Immediately afterward, the little girl resolutely stuffed the long-term meal ticket back to where it came from and looked up seriously at Luo En in front of her.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll protect you!"


    Watching Little Medusa, who had been pacified with a few meals, dash back to the backyard, Luo En couldn''t help but smile wryly. He turned to Athena and asked, somewhat helplessly.


    "Letting her get into your temple to freeload, that''s not ideal, right?"


    "Ordinary people certainly don''t have that privilege, but she is my priestess, representing my will on earth, enjoying my offerings and worship, isn''t that only to be expected?"


    With her response prepared in advance, Athena spoke nonchalantly.


    However, to Luo En, her words were like a thunderclap out of the clear sky, and he looked at the Goddess of Wisdom before him in astonishment.


    "Your priestess? Yours?"


    "Yes," Athena replied, nodding her head as her gaze fell on Little Medusa, who was playing with Nike in the backyard, her expression softening.


    "I am very fond of this child, and she also loves the city of Knossos. Since you have no use for this object, why not train her to be my priestess?"


    Luo En listened attentively, his exterior calm, but his heart stirred with waves that could not be calmed.


    According to a certain legend, after becoming Athena''s priestess, Medusa would be known for her beauty comparable to Athena''s, which would eventually attract the covetous gaze of Poseidon.


    In the end, Medusa was first violated by the shameless God of the Sea in the temple and then spurned and cursed by Athena for losing her chastity, falling completely into a demonic form.


    ��Could it be, even after successfully avoiding the fate of the Formless Island, the inevitability of destiny still possesses a strong rectifying force, seeking to pull everything back onto the set course in another manner?


    Indeed, even with the Dice of Chance in hand, it wasn''t easy to completely shift the wheels of inevitability.


    Foreseeing a new crisis and realizing that the seeds of disaster had been sown upon Medusa, Luo En furrowed his brows deeply. After a moment of thought, he hesitantly turned to Athena, trying to dissuade the Goddess of Wisdom from this idea.


    "Boom!"


    However, before he could speak, a violent tremor came from outside the window, and the whole island of Crete shook slightly.


    Athena''s expression changed as she swiftly got up and rushed outside, with everyone instinctively following.


    At that moment, the sky and earth were dark, and a hundred-foot-high wave rose up from the vast sea, stretching from heaven to earth, hurtling toward the coastline of Crete.


    The Minosians on the streets looked at the engulfing torrent with ashen faces, some screaming and running in all directions, others hugging their loved ones and cowering in corners, the entire city enveloped in apocalyptic cries.


    Damn it, can''t you hold back any longer?!


    The Goddess of Wisdom, her eyes darkened, divine power bursting forth from her body and transforming into golden flames that shot skyward, dispelling the gathered storm clouds in the sky.


    Yet, the waves on the sea continued to advance, and the crisis was not fully averted.


    "Nike!"


    With a low shout from Athena, the little Goddess of Victory at the front immediately transformed into a gold-green long spear and flew into her master''s hand, radiating awe-inspiring sharpness.


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom clad in bronze armor, she summoned a divine shield in her other hand, and stood lost in grave contemplation.


    "I''ll be right back. You all watch this place and keep others away from the shoreline!"


    "Okay!"


    Without hesitation, Little Medusa nodded and rushed toward the panicked crowd, announcing the warning.


    Meanwhile, having given her commands, Athena extended dazzling golden metal wings from her back and leapt towards the towering wave that was almost upon Crete.


    Luo En and Hestia exchanged a glance, both seeing the same worry in each other''s eyes.


    The trouble, it seemed, was about to begin...

 Chapter 60 56 Medusa, Youve Been Promoted

    Knossos City, a petite figure in purple darted through the chaotic streets, urgently directing the bewildered residents to find refuge.


    "Granny, lock the doors and windows!"


    "Grandpa Constantine, leave the things on the stall, get inside first!"


    "Sister Beatrice, hide yourself, I will take care of these herbs for you!"


    "..."


    Little Medusa tried her best to settle the nearby panicked residents, but being too young and taken lightly, her frantic efforts only managed to convince a few familiar neighbors.


    Moreover, as the cool clanking of metal armor approached, a century of soldiers tasked with maintaining order in the City of Knossos also noticed the tiny figure running amok on the street.


    "Little girl, whose child are you? Go home! It''s dangerous outside now!"


    The middle-aged officer leading the charge, wearing an ancient Greek helmet with Cretan bull motifs on the sides and a bronze sword at his waist, frowned and chastised Little Medusa as she rushed about.


    The cold reflection from the armor and the chilling gleam of the weapon reminded Little Medusa of past chases, subconsciously making her nervous. Her right hand instinctively reached up to her chest, grabbing the bronze snake-embossed emblem, readying for defense.


    Seeing the girl remain silent, the middle-aged officer was about to send her away when three priestesses accompanying the army caught sight of the emblem in Little Medusa''s hand, their pupils shrank, and they hastily stepped forward to greet her reverently.


    "Divine Envoy, my lord!"


    "Divine Envoy?"


    The middle-aged officer was momentarily stunned and a bit perplexed.


    "Yes, that''s the Goddess''s emblem, only those recognized by the Goddess are worthy of carrying it!"


    The approximately forty-year-old priestess nodded earnestly, her gaze steadfast, while the two accompanying priestesses also nodded in affirmation.


    Backed by the three divine officials, the middle-aged officer who had spoken somewhat harshly moments before now nervously lowered his stance, asking in a deep voice.


    "Divine Envoy, may I ask for your instructions?"


    "I..."


    As hundreds of eyes focused on her, Little Medusa, still somewhat shy by nature, suddenly felt at a loss.


    "Notify everyone outside to leave the coastline immediately and gather them inside the city!"


    Just as Little Medusa found herself at a loss for words, a steady and clear voice came from behind.


    In the surprised gaze of the city defense forces and the priestesses, the Divine Envoy chosen by the Goddess looked toward the voice and, as if finding her backbone, joyfully rushed into the embrace of a silver-haired man.


    "Luo En, you''ve arrived!"


    "Mm..."


    Luo En nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the still-bewildered soldiers and priestesses, frowning slightly as he reminded them.


    "Listen to me:


    First, the wave might not be the last, so the city defense forces should organize to guide the coastal population into the city and maintain order within, ensuring that everyone stays in their homes and firmly secures their doors and windows."


    Second, I remember that the temples have spells to communicate with each other. I ask of you, priestesses, to relay this message to the other city-states to prepare for the impending impact.


    Third, the storm at sea is beyond human control. The port, coastal villages, and merchant ships and fishing vessels that went out earlier might all suffer to some extent. You need to set up warning lines along the coast according to the situation and prepare emergency relief personnel and supplies."


    In the same way, the people in the city should also be ready with sufficient food and water to last a few days. The Harvest Festival just ended not long ago, and food should be plentiful. As long as unnecessary outings are prohibited, there won''t be chaos inside the city..."


    Listening to a silver-haired young man enumerate clear and effective measures for disaster prevention, control, and relief, the middle-aged officer and the leading priestess nodded subconsciously.


    However, once they came to their senses, they couldn''t help but turn their attention back to the Divine Envoy, whose status and position were even higher.


    Once again the focal point, Little Medusa, gripping Luo En''s hand, became unexpectedly calm and decisively lifted the emblem at her chest, speaking earnestly.


    "Do as he says, quickly!"


    The slightly belated Hestia, who arrived at his side, also nodded in agreement.


    "Yes, it''s the Goddess''s order!"


    "I shall heed your divine guidance."


    With clear instructions given, the middle-aged military officer and the priestess paid no heed to two people of unknown status, merely nodding solemnly to Little Medusa before arranging for their people to carry out the orders.


    But while the temple was still manageable, the city defense force faced some trouble.


    Due to the suddenness of the events, there were limited personnel nearby, and the city needed to retain a sufficient garrison of soldiers, leaving the middle-aged officer facing the long stretch of Crete Island''s coast feeling somewhat challenged.


    But before the other party could voice his concerns, Luo En understood them and instructed with a grave tone.


    "You maintain order within the city, allocate thirty people, and come with us to guide and defend the coastline, once the situation stabilizes or your King orders, then withdraw more troops to rendezvous with us."


    This plan not only alleviated the burden of the middle-aged officer but also effectively avoided any subsequent accountability for him.


    With no further concerns, he readily agreed, leaving thirty individuals to follow the commands of the Divine Envoy before decisively departing.


    At this moment, having just received the authority to command, Little Medusa eagerly summoned everyone, rushing outside the city.


    "It''s urgent, follow me quickly!"


    "Understood, Divine Envoy!"


    The thirty soldiers responded solemnly and quickly followed suit.


    Luo En watched Little Medusa disappear at the city gate, opened his mouth, and could only let out a deep, helpless sigh.


    Now with so many witnesses, whether she was a priestess of Athena or not, she was definitely a priestess of Athena now.


    Alas, one after another, why must they all be so worrisome...


    Seeing the situation was now irreversible, Luo En sighed, glanced at Hestia standing beside him.


    "Let''s go as well."


    The Goddess of the Hearth nodded slightly, lifted her foot, and walked alongside Luo En.


    Meanwhile, above the Sea of Okeanos.


    Howling gales tore through the clouds in all directions, with dozens of spiraling wind columns rising to meet the sky, plunging into the sea, stirring up waves upon waves, as if awakening dragons lying dormant beneath the deep sea.


    Roaring and bellowing, they raised monstrous waves, attempting to extinguish life on land.


    However, just as they bared their fangs and approached the coast, a golden thunderbolt shot forth, instantly spanning hundreds of miles of sea surface.


    "Whoomm!!!"


    With a strong, arcane rumble, an immense flow of divinity surged out, and wave after wave connecting heavens to earth crumbled and shattered, turning into countless scattered droplets, falling back into the sea.


    The wild winds ceased, the overcast sky cleared, revealing the brilliant sunlight that had been hidden by dark clouds.


    The warm light shone on the vast sea, through the misty water vapor, weaving a dazzlingly beautiful rainbow of seven colors.


    Yet, such beauty came at a great cost for the Minosians who often had to take to the sea.


    Athena looked down at the white foam and the vaguely visible wreckage of ships and tattered clothing, her gaze dark, biting down on her silvery teeth, squeezing out cold words.


    "��Poseidon!"

 Chapter 61 57: Your infamy is known to none, your sins are known to all.

    Crete Island, along the coastline of Knossos City.


    As the storm ceased and the huge waves subsided, soldiers guiding the evacuation and residents forced to relocate rejoiced in the calm sea and sky, celebrating their survival after the catastrophe.


    However, as bloated, pale bodies and fragments of wooden ship debris washed ashore, the cheering abruptly halted, and a somber, oppressive atmosphere enveloped the area.


    "Don''t just stand there, continue evacuating the elderly, women, and children toward the inner city!


    Those willing to stay, form groups of ten, temporarily organized into reserve units, and follow the command of the city defense forces to search and rescue along the coastline to find any survivors.


    Gather the bodies washed ashore for collection, awaiting family identification; unrelated individuals are not allowed to approach!"


    Luo En''s solemn voice broke the deathly silence, arranging orders meticulously, quickly winding up the halted mobilization machine and steadily bringing it back to operation.


    Since the Minosians of Crete Island were already accustomed to making a living at sea, most of them understood the sea''s temperament and thus rarely chose to settle in dangerous areas too close to the coastline.


    Therefore, there weren''t many people who needed to evacuate, and with those who remained for various reasons, there were barely two to three hundred individuals.


    Under the guidance of the city defense soldiers and the authority of the Divine Envoy Little Medusa, those willing to stay and those needing to evacuate obediently separated and went their respective ways.


    The search and rescue as well as the body collection work also steadily commenced.


    "Set up tents over there to accommodate the injured and the bodies..."


    "You few, prepare some boiling water, allowing everyone who touched a body to thoroughly clean the contacted parts; also prepare some hot soup for those suffering from hypothermia at sea..."


    "In addition, search and rescue teams pay attention, sort the injured by severity; those with medical and first aid experience, go help!"


    In front of the coastline, Luo En searched his brain for knowledge related to disaster relief and epidemic prevention, striving to ensure each stage reached the expected standard of completion.


    Alright, he was a bit of a perfectionist.


    He liked to adhere to the philosophy of either not doing it at all or doing it well.


    Since he took over this mess for Little Medusa, it didn''t hurt to put in a little more effort.


    And with Luo En, a reliable adult in command, the little girl completely relinquished her thoughts and obediently stayed by his side, acting as a human badge and megaphone.


    Even Hestia, one of the Twelve Olympians, couldn''t intervene and simply drifted to the fire, voluntarily taking on the logistical work of boiling water, cooking hot soup, casting spells for healing, and preventing epidemics.


    Before long, the coastal line was cleared, with bodies, ships, and survivors successively salvaged and properly settled.


    A belated reinforcement from Knossos City and the temple priests waited blankly for a while, then were directed by Luo En and Medusa to handle the aftermath and corresponding disaster statistics.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by the tremor of Aether Magic, a golden streak of light descended from the sky and landed on an open space along the coast.


    The Goddess of Wisdom and War, Athena, showed her original form. Under the excited and fervent gazes of soldiers, priests, and residents, she looked around and walked towards Little Medusa, the center of command and coordination, to inquire in a low voice.


    "How are things here?"


    Little Medusa instinctively straightened up and thoroughly reported the current situation.


    "Two harbors were damaged to varying degrees, needing more than half a day for emergency repairs;


    Three merchant ships and four fishing boats failed to reach the sheltered harbors in time, resulting in collisions, but fortunately, there were no casualties;


    All unrelated individuals within three kilometers of the coast have evacuated toward Knossos City, currently settled by the temple and soldiers.


    For safety, we have also set up warning lines near the coastline, sealing off some dangerous areas..."


    Then, the little girl paused slightly and looked toward the nearby tents, her small face becoming visibly downcast.


    "But according to the aggregated reports from temples across the city-states, at least twenty-seven ships of various sizes went to sea today and have not returned, with 98 confirmed deaths, 32 injured of varying severity, and 64 missing..."


    Nearly two hundred casualties was indeed a significant loss...


    Upon hearing the report, Athena''s brows furrowed tightly, and a stern coldness set on her face.


    Is Poseidon still not giving up?!


    A moment later, when she calmed the annoyance in her heart and came back to her senses, noticing the orderly search and rescue efforts around her, and recalling Little Medusa''s detailed account, she couldn''t help but feel surprised.


    "Did you do this?"


    "It was Luo En!"


    The honest Little Medusa did not take credit, decisively pointing her hand and outing Luo En, who was mingling in the crowd.


    Athena glanced at the figure reluctantly standing out and showed a look of appreciation.


    "Not bad at all..."


    "It is your excellent teaching; I am merely acting according to the instructions you provided before departure."


    Luo En skillfully flattered the true leader of Knossos City, pushing out all the credit and responsibility, showcasing his profound skills as a Teflon personality.


    Just as Athena was about to say a few words of praise, she felt a bout of vexation and lowered her voice with a cold huff.


    "Credit belongs to whoever earned it; I am not that petty!"


    Luo En offered a sheepish smile, noncommittal.


    No matter how he responded, it would be tantamount to implicitly admitting that the other party really was petty. Keeping silent seemed to be the safest approach.


    Athena looked around at the well-ordered temporary camp, her eyes flashed, and she gestured for Luo En to follow her to a deserted corner, where she spoke solemnly.


    "Trouble is coming to Crete Island!"


    "Poseidon?"


    Luo En raised his eyebrows, a hint of gloom hardly perceptible in his eyes.


    It seemed that in history, the Minos civilization was destroyed by a disaster from the sea.


    "I will try to hold him back..."


    Athena pursed her lips, looking earnestly at Luo En.


    "But that''s not enough!"


    "So?"


    "So I need your help!"


    Hearing the Goddess of Wisdom''s solemn contemplation, Luo En was slightly startled, raising his hand to point at his own nose with some difficulty.


    "Me? Uh, although I would like to share your worries, I am but a mere demigod..."


    "A demigod who can evoke the divine aspect of war, capable of taking several dozen of my strikes?"


    Athena narrowed her eyes slightly, letting out a leisurely, cold snort.


    "Don''t be modest; even though I don''t know from which line of Ares'' descendants you hail, your potential is undeniable, or else I wouldn''t want to train you as a lesser deity."


    "Thank you for your kind offer, but it seems I do not yet have the qualification to partake in the wars between the gods, being a demigod," Luo En said, still not accepting the offer, well aware of his own strength and place.


    Then, to avoid being pushed into a corner, he promptly shifted the blame to another more convenient scapegoat.


    "If you really can''t set your mind at ease about the people of Crete, why not consider Lady Heiya?"


    "Aunt Hestia has already made it clear that she has withdrawn from the conflicts of Olympus; I don''t want to drag her into it again," Athena said, glancing at a figure in the crowd who was boiling water for medicine, her voice growing low after a slight pause.


    "Besides, even if she intervened, it would only make things worse..."


    "Hestia? The Goddess of the Hearth?!"


    Upon hearing this "explosive" piece of information, Luo En belatedly widened his eyes, exhibiting the appropriate shock and surprise.


    However, Athena didn''t speak, only looking disdainfully at someone.


    Keep pretending, keep it up! Not to mention that simpleton Hestia, you probably guessed who I am the first time we met, right?


    "..."


    In the face of the silence, Luo En gave a resigned smile, tactfully changing the subject.


    "Are you saying that this game will be kept to a level below that of the deities?"


    "I can only try to ensure that both Olympus and Atlantis cannot intervene in this matter; the rest is up to you..." Athena said, shaking her head noncommittally, exhaustion in her eyes.


    Luo En frowned, falling into deep thought.


    Seeing that there was still no answer from him, a faint look of disappointment appeared on the Goddess of Wisdom''s face, as she spoke in a deep voice.


    "Of course, you can also choose to leave before trouble arrives. In consideration of your aunt and that child, I will not hold you accountable."


    Luo En, still undecided, was about to speak when the aether-etched, twelve-sided die atop the bronze altar within his mind burst into a long-dormant golden radiance.


    As it turned eerily, the three sea-wave lines representing Poseidon and the five serpent patterns representing Athena appeared in succession, followed by a mechanical voice tinged with joy.


    "Your infamy is unknown, but your crimes are proclaimed throughout the world!


    Congratulations, your actions have once again succeeded in prying the gears of fate, precipitating the crisis on Crete Island. Please make your vile choice within three days.


    Blasphemy One: Choose to assist the Goddess Athena, wisdom and war combined, against the impending maritime disaster, and succeed in randomly gaining one of Poseidon''s divine blessings.


    Blasphemy Two: Choose to aid the God of the Sea, Poseidon, in hastening the Minos civilization towards its end, and succeed in randomly gaining one of Athena''s divine blessings.


    Blasphemy Three: Choose to oppose both Athena and Poseidon, extinguish the flame of wisdom, shatter the glory of the God of the Sea, cause the Minosians to weep, let Atlantis sink, and succeed in obtaining a divine blessing from both Athena and Poseidon!"


    Perceiving the three glinting golden glyphs within his mind, Luo En''s expression subtly changed, and he drew a sharp breath.

 Chapter 62 58: Plucking Athena Bald?

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    Here it comes, the deadly challenge is here!


    The three gold divine prophecies on the bronze altar in his mind flickered in and out of existence as Luo En felt a strong sense of crisis welling up inside him.


    As previously mentioned, the gold divine prophecies correspond to high-difficulty challenges that exceed his current abilities, filled with extreme danger.


    The "Battle of the Cyclops" and the "Chase of Okeanos" from version 1.0 were close calls that nearly cost him his life. In the end, he had to exploit the special environment of the Formless Island, using a sleight of hand and muddying the waters to successfully trap the Atlantean Guard that had been on his tail across half the Sea of Okeanos.


    Otherwise, the grass on his grave would probably be a meter tall by now.


    Now, even before the 2.0 version of the event officially started, it immediately brought forth Goddess Athena and God of the Sea Poseidon, both among the leading fighters of the Twelve Olympians. It doesn''t take a genius to know that the trouble and danger this time are likely to surpass the previous occasion by far.


    Besides...


    What do you mean my actions have triggered a crisis for the Minosians? Don''t falsely accuse a good person!


    Athena and Poseidon are throwing down, and the Atlanteans and Minosians are at each other''s throats, but what does that have to do with me?


    With a black pot of blame inexplicably dumped on his head, Luo En felt a bit depressed and hurriedly tried to clear his name in his mind.


    However, when he thought about what he had done on the Sea of Okeanos and the changes he brought to Knossos City, he couldn''t help but feel so guilty he was at a loss for words.


    Okay, maybe there''s a little bit of a connection.


    A little bit...


    Luo En tried hard to distance himself from the title of Greece''s "bad guy" and "troublemaker of divine eras," but the brilliant gold prophecies in his mind undoubtedly told him he couldn''t wash his hands of this matter.


    Even if he wasn''t the chief culprit, he was almost certainly the fuse to the powder keg.


    Through prolonged trial and error and with faint guesses in his heart, Luo En gradually came to understand how the gold divine prophecies'' version updates and workings came to fruition.


    The answer was simple.


    While completing his Daily and Weekly Chapters, he would inevitably incorporate "chance," as represented by the "dice," into the "inevitability" of "fate," causing the two to clash and diverge to varying degrees.


    Once this aberration, which goes against the "constant," escalates to a certain level, it would surely provoke a backlash from "fate," thereby triggering a series of crises attempting to erase him, the "variable."


    This, presumably, is the so-called cause of the "version event."


    So, it looks like I can''t avoid the trouble at hand.


    As for how to choose...


    Luo En''s thoughts raced, weighing the first and second options.


    Without a doubt, siding with the God of the Sea Poseidon and the powerful Atlanteans is equivalent to easy mode. He could even just watch the situation unfold to win without effort.


    However, true to the dice''s usual character, the more seemingly straightforward it appears, the more dangerous it actually is.


    Even if unbound by any sense of morality and without considering the factors of emotions, if he were to blindly follow Poseidon and bring about the downfall of the Minoan civilization, gaining a portion of Athena''s divinity...


    What then?


    Once Poseidon is freed from this commitment, who''s to say he won''t dispose of me as well?


    By then, Athena won''t be there to shield me from the storm anymore.


    Therefore, the only choice is the first one, to firmly team up with this dear sister, which might give me a chance at a happy ending for everyone.


    As for the third path suggested by the dice, Luo En chose to ignore it outright.


    The malice within the writing was almost overflowing off the altar.


    For a Demigod like me to directly challenge two Chief Gods like Athena and Poseidon?


    Even if I were out of my mind, I wouldn''t choose such a suicidal method.


    In the span of lightning-fast thoughts, just a moment''s time, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, and looked helplessly at Athena, whose complexion was growing worse.


    "I''ll do whatever I can..."


    Luo En paused, turned back to look at Little Medusa, Hestia, and the distant Knossos City, gradually swallowed by the cold fog and night, his normally inscrutable eyes revealing a rare glimpse of true emotions.


    "After all, the place I just got used to living in, I have no plans of moving out."


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    Athena, upon hearing this, had the gloomy expression on her face vanish, and couldn''t help but crack a smile.


    "Once this matter is resolved, you can stay as long as you like," she said.


    For Athena, Luo En''s indirect response made her more at ease.


    When promises are made too readily, they are often nothing but lip service.


    The more cautious the promise, the more it shows that he is seriously considering the matter.


    After a moment''s silence, Luo En looked at Athena and voiced a doubt that lingered in his heart.


    "Why me? There should be stronger individuals on Crete Island, like... King Minos, for example?"


    As the future chief among the three judges of the Netherworld, a divine son of Chief God Zeus and Divine Consort Europa, that older brother by blood, though not almighty, was definitely a formidable figure.


    "Strength is not only measured by one''s martial prowess but also by the scale of one''s wisdom," she replied calmly, her gaze deep and piercing as she looked into the vast night sky.


    "Compared to the former, I hold greater faith in the power of the latter. And I see in you, the potential to change the whole game."


    Luo En nodded noncommittally and, standing shoulder to shoulder with Athena, gazed out into the pitch-black Sea of Okeanos, speaking with a profound tone.


    "So, you mean to say that in this competition, Crete Island is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength, and to safely get through this crisis, we can only rely on our wits, right?"


    During the conversation, Luo En raised his hand to his forehead, turning to look at Athena beside him.


    "I''m having second thoughts now. Is it possible for me to back out?"


    "..."


    Athena''s enigmatic smile froze for a moment, and she clenched her teeth in secret, feeling an itching desire to punch someone rise from the fist hidden in her sleeve.


    Alright, she liked smart people, but not those who were too smart for their own good.


    "The authority of war!"


    Athena gave a sidelong glance at a certain mischievous scamp, uttering a soft, cold humph.


    "As long as you can protect the entire Crete Island, I will let you see what true war authority is like and help you ascend to godhood!"


    "It''s a deal!"


    Suddenly, Luo En''s face cleared of earlier troubles and indecisiveness, and he smiled brightly as he high-fived the Goddess of Wisdom in a vow.


    That smooth transition darkened Athena''s expression even more.


    "I have other matters to attend to, I need to see King Minos!"


    The Goddess of Wisdom spoke stiffly as she turned her head to beckon Nike outside, transforming into a ray of light and vanishing into the thick night.


    "Lady Goddess, have a good journey," Luo En called out from the woods, waving goodbye with a warm and enthusiastic smile on his face.


    After all, if he was fortunate enough to save Crete Island this time, not only could he pluck a few ''wool strands'' from Ares, the War God, who was closely related to his own divine bloodline with the help of Athena, but he would also receive a promise from the Goddess of Wisdom and the Baptism of the God of the Sea''s divine authority as a reward from the oracle of gold, essentially hitting three birds with one stone��what a jackpot!


    Moreover, this seemed like a new train of thought.


    Who decreed he could only follow that unlucky dice and scrape a living? If he intensified the conflicts between the Twelve Olympians, taking the role of bookmaker, siding with some, opposing others, and muddying the waters, wouldn''t he be able to play both ends against the middle?


    Then, he could choose whose gold coins to burst!


    The more Luo En thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and his mood became increasingly buoyant.


    However, as he was about to leave the secluded dense forest, he suddenly remembered a problem.


    Wait a moment, if I''m to help protect Crete Island during the great disaster, shouldn''t they give me some sort of credential?


    Luo En looked at his empty hands and then back at the vanished silhouette in the night sky, his mouth twitching slightly.


    It seemed he might have overplayed his hand a bit.

 Chapter 63 59: Im Old, Not Dead!

    Late at night, in the royal palace of Knossos City.


    An aging man holding a gold scepter, draped in a white robe, sat upon the cold throne. His brows and eyes drooped slightly, resembling a dozing lion whose unspoken authority naturally emanated.


    King Minos, now the religious and political leader of the city-states on Crete Island, the common lord of all Minosians, was also the son of the Divine King Zeus and the divine consort Europa.


    Legend had it that Zeus, transformed into a white bull, brought the Phoenician princess Europa to Crete Island, where he wooed her, giving birth to their sons Minos, Radamanthys, and Sarpedon. He promised them dominion over the land.


    To inherit the throne, the three brothers became enemies and fought against each other.


    Ultimately, Minos banished Radamanthys and Sarpedon, emerging as the victor of the ordeal.


    Though he had seized the throne, he led the civilization of Crete Island to its zenith, thanks to his outstanding personal talents.


    During his reign, he was famous for his stringent legal governance, which turned the whole of Crete Island into the most prosperous and developed human settlement of the time.


    Now, as the enormous waves from the sea subsided, several priests and generals gathered in the great hall, reporting to King Minos on the throne about the damage and casualties across the city-states of Crete Island.


    "The twenty-seven boats that went out to sea during the day have all been confirmed destroyed, with 98 confirmed dead, 32 injured to varying degrees, and 64 missing..."


    "Two sea ports outside of Knossos City have incurred minor damage, currently under urgent repairs. In addition, three merchant ships and four fishing boats collided, but rescue and blockade were timely, and there are no casualties at the moment..."


    "Two villages in the city of Nossia are destroyed, with 37 dead and 21 missing..."


    "A hundred and twenty acres of good farmland in Gidus City have been flooded with seawater, resulting in 29 deaths and 15 missing..."


    "Kidonia City..."


    With each piece of bad news reaching his ears, the furrow between the old man''s brows on the throne deepened, forming a brand steeped in sorrow and frustration.


    "Enough!"


    Finally, a voice that could no longer bear it echoed through the vacant palace. The old man opened his half-closed eyes; his unkempt white hair danced with the surge of divine power.


    "Wasn''t the warning message disseminated through the temple right away? Why are there still so many casualties in those city-states?!"


    The somber roar, like a chill wind, swept through the hall. The reporting priests and generals, feeling the weight of that authoritative divinity, couldn''t help but bow their heads even lower.


    "Father, it may have been that the disaster struck suddenly, and my brothers were not prepared in time..."


    With a crisp, pleasant voice, a fair-haired young woman wearing a white priestess''s attire and holding a golden scepter with a winged bird design entered from behind the curtains. She knelt down before the throne, gently calming King Minos''s unsettled chest.


    Seeing the pretty, egg-faced girl with serene and refined demeanor appear beside the throne, the trembling priests and generals below breathed a sigh of relief.


    Ariadne, the second daughter of King Minos, was a princess known for her gentleness and kindness.


    She was also the High Priestess serving the main Goddess Athena, overseeing the administration of the temple in Knossos City, as well as the corresponding sacrificial ceremonies.


    In a sense, the princess held an even higher place in religious authority than King Minos himself, who was the High Priest.


    After all, the Minosians worshipped the Goddess; King Minos was merely a symbol of royal power, while a female priestess was seen as a more accurate representation of divine authority in the world.


    However, Ariadne was not the eldest daughter; her elevated stature came partly from her own excellence, which won her the deep trust and affection of her father, King Minos.


    On the other hand, it was because the eldest princess, Acacallis, defying her father''s decree, had a clandestine meeting with Apollo, a male god from Olympus, and bore him offspring.


    Enraged, King Minos banished Acacallis from Crete Island, causing a rift between father and daughter.


    Thus, the position of High Priestess naturally fell upon the second daughter, Ariadne.


    Luckily, Princess Ariadne did not disappoint King Minos''s favor, often patiently humoring her increasingly eccentric old father to cheer him up. Since her appointment, she also managed the duties of worshipping the gods and overseeing the temple with meticulous order.


    Based on past experience, as long as the princess intervened, King Minos would usually calm his rage.


    "Silence! Don''t make excuses for them!"


    However, this time, not only did the anger within King Minos not subside, the fury on his face only grew denser.


    "These rebellious children clearly think I am old and disregard my orders!"


    Hearing that grinding voice, the priests and generals in the great hall lowered their heads and dared not speak, each one feeling as if they were sitting on pins and needles.


    Apart from the one not to be spoken of in the labyrinth, King Minos had a total of ten children, with sons and daughters each accounting for half.


    In order to expand the influence of royal authority and consolidate his rule, naturally, as the princes came of age, King Minos deployed them to several important city-states on Crete Island to guard the capital, Knossos.


    However, the relationships between fathers, sons, and brothers in Greece have always been rather unfriendly.


    Free from their father''s control, these newly appointed princes gradually revealed their own restlessness.


    Especially as King Minos aged, this tendency became increasingly evident.


    Ordinarily, for the harmony and prosperity of the cities of Crete, King Minos could turn a blind eye.


    But now, as crisis loomed, the princes'' negligence of duty obviously crossed King Minos''s red line.


    "I am old..."


    On the throne, the aging lion pushed away his daughter Ariadne''s comfort and suddenly stood up. His tall body, nearly two meters high, towered at the steps, his imposing presence burst forth, nearly suffocating those present.


    "But I am not dead!"


    The words came out one by one from the mouth of the elderly lion, his pale gold eyes looking down at the generals and priests gathered in the palace, growling coldly.


    "Make them all roll back here and report to me in person!"


    "Yes! Yes!"


    The priests and generals responsible for delivering orders nodded frantically like pecking chickens and, after King Minos waved his hand impatiently, wiped their cold sweat and rushed out of the palace as if granted amnesty.


    A lion who has seen blood, no matter how old, is not one to be defied or challenged by cubs living in a greenhouse, as long as its teeth have not all fallen out and its claws have not worn away.


    It seems the brothers who have been lax for a long time are in for a tough time on their return.


    Ariadne, watching her father in his towering rage, couldn''t help but sigh inwardly.


    But at this critical juncture concerning the survival of Crete Island, there was no room for soft-heartedness. Her brothers had yet to see the real crisis facing the Minosians. If they were to be disciplined, they had no one else to blame.


    After all, compared to these insignificant accountability issues, the disaster brewing at sea was the truly enormous trouble.


    In the empty hall, father and daughter looked out at the deep night sky and simultaneously let out a sigh.


    Suddenly, the bronze bird-shaped wind chimes on the eaves rang out a clear tone, instantly dissipating the oppressive atmosphere in the hall.


    The father and daughter both startled and turned their eyes together toward the figure at the entrance.

 Chapter 64 64: 60 chapters: Rather than proving yourself, its better to smear the enemy.

    "Lady Goddess!"


    Upon recognizing the newcomer, Ariadne, the chief priest, lit up with joy and hurried forward with a respectful trot to greet her.


    The aged lion that followed closely humbled himself by bowing his proud head, his eyes filled with shame and bitterness.


    "To have troubled you to come here personally is truly a failure on my part."


    "Enough, I''m not here to listen to such futile ramblings."


    Athena waved her hand to dismiss the formalities of King Minos and his chief priest, set up a barrier with another gesture, and got straight to the point.


    "Besides Knossos, what about the other cities? Start with those."


    Ariadne, responsible for liaising with all regions, nodded respectfully and reported the compiled details of each city to her Goddess Athena with accuracy.


    This naturally included her brother''s somewhat unruly actions.


    After listening attentively, Athena nodded slightly, her face showing little surprise.


    The situation in the Cretan cities was much as she had heard from Little Medusa, with little difference.


    Although there were unexpected losses due to negligence, these were still within controllable limits.


    As for how King Minos would deal with his disobedient beloved sons, that was not something she needed to concern herself with.


    If she had to intervene in even such trivial matters, then his position as the King of Crete was better off relinquished sooner rather than later.


    Filtering the information in her mind briefly, Athena opened her eyes and looked at the old lion beside her that was showing signs of ageing.


    "Hmm, I''m more or less informed about the matters on the island. And the sea? Any news about this sudden onslaught of the giant wave?"


    "Yes!"


    King Minos nodded emphatically, his golden eyes emitting intense frustration and anger.


    "During your time back in Olympus, the Temple of the Sea God claimed that a detachment of the Atlantean Imperial Guard vanished near the waters of Occhanos, and there were mass slaughters of sea monsters with divine blood, including one of Poseidon''s demigod offspring..."


    "So, they suspect it''s the work of the Minosians?"


    Athena''s eyebrows slightly raised, and then she nodded thoughtfully.


    "That makes sense. To hunt down a large number of divine-blooded sea monsters and a demigod offspring of Poseidon, and then make a detachment of the Atlantean Imperial Guard that came to investigate disappear without a trace is not an easy feat. And looking at the entire nearby sea, it seems only Crete Island could have managed such a deed."


    Following that, Athena glanced at King Minos beside her and then added another sentence.


    "Besides, the motive also seems plausible..."


    "Lady Goddess, I have always remembered your teachings and never once initiated such conflicts!"


    King Minos immediately retorted with a solemn promise.


    "Telling me this is of no use."


    With a slight raise of her hand, Athena interrupted King Minos''s earnest plea to prove his innocence and spoke solemnly.


    "Whether I believe you or not is irrelevant; what matters is what they think on the other side. What does Poseidon think?"


    "Just based on these baseless speculations, is the Temple of the Sea God going to condemn us? Even the gods should not be so irrational!"


    King Minos''s aged face was full of indignation and resentment, his fists clenched tightly.


    As a wise king who strictly enforced the law, what he could least tolerate was the practice of trampling on rules with brute force.


    "Evidence? You want evidence from the gods? Haven''t you understood after all this time? It''s pointless..."


    Athena glanced at the furious King Minos, shook her head slightly, and murmured with profound meaning.


    "Because for them, once suspicion arises, the crime is already established!"


    "..."


    Hearing this cruel and subversive answer from the mouth of the Chief God he worshipped, King Minos, who spent his life upholding justice and imposing strict punishments, looked dejected, struggling to accept this heavy reality.


    Noticing the reaction of the old lion, Athena imperceptibly shook her head.


    Although he was capable of governing a country, his integrity was too rigid, ultimately lacking flexibility.


    Moreover, he truly had aged, no longer able to even control his own son...


    Seeing the deep wrinkles on the old man''s white hair and forehead, left there by the years, the Goddess of Wisdom sighed deeply and spoke in a low tone.


    "Whether you did this or not is irrelevant, the Temple of the Sea has long coveted Crete Island, and they''re just looking for a reason to intervene, understand?"


    "Understood..."


    King Minos nodded, his voice old and feeble.


    "I am truly ashamed for not living up to Your teachings and expectations..."


    "Enough, this is not your fault, there''s no need to blame yourself for such inconsequential matters."


    Athena waved her hand dismissively, her demeanor light and nonchalant.


    Inconsequential matters?


    Hearing their Goddess speak with such a lackadaisical tone, the Priestess Ariadne at her side couldn''t help but be secretly shocked and cautiously reminded.


    "But Your Highness, what if the Temple of the Sea comes to hold us accountable?"


    "Hold us accountable?"


    Athena''s lips tightened as she let out a cold, mocking laugh.


    "Accountable for what? Shouldn''t it be me demanding accountability from Poseidon? He raised massive waves without distinguishing the innocent from the guilty, destroying 17 harbors and 25 villages on Crete Island in succession, burying thousands of acres of fertile land, leading to the death of thousands and the displacement of tens of thousands, and causing over 300 ships at sea to sink because of him. Shouldn''t it be him who''s held responsible first?"


    "What?"


    Ariadne, standing nearby, was utterly astounded by the listed damages, exaggerated tenfold or more.


    Even King Minos himself was struggling to make sense of it.


    Seeing their naive reactions, the Goddess of Wisdom rubbed her forehead in frustration, cautioning them with heartfelt earnestness.


    "Remember, when the other party isn''t playing fair, don''t fall into the trap of proving your innocence, trying to explain yourself to others. Those who slander you know better than anyone how innocent you are. Such rebuttals are endless."


    King Minos and Princess Ariadne nodded as if they understood, but the confusion in their eyes showed they still couldn''t fully grasp the concept.


    Noticing this, Athena pinched her somewhat aching brow, mumbling to herself.


    Explaining this to honest and simple-minded people is truly exhausting.


    If he were here, he''d surely grasp it without need for explanation, keeping up with my thoughts...


    While reminiscing about someone who was rarely on the same wavelength as her, the Goddess of Wisdom steered the conversation in a more straightforward direction.


    "The logic is simple. If Poseidon can suspect that Crete Island massacred his Divine Blood kin and wiped out his Atlantean Guard,


    then I can also suspect that the Atlantean Guard hasn''t vanished at all, and it''s all a self-directed ruse meant to frame us, with the objective of launching another great purge against humanity and thereby expanding his divine authority from the sea onto land.


    The Chief God might ignore other affairs, but he would definitely inquire about such a matter."


    With this realization, the father and daughter finally saw the light.


    Indeed, if all are baseless accusations, then who is cleaner than whom?


    Instead of proving oneself, it is better to tarnish the enemy!


    As long as the noise is loud enough, Poseidon won''t be able to meddle overtly."


    "Don''t celebrate too soon!"


    However, before the two could relax, Athena doused them with a cold reality check.


    "Even if I can hold back Poseidon and the mighty forces of Atlantis, I may not be able to fend off all the trouble at sea."


    As she spoke, the Goddess of Wisdom turned her gaze toward the vast sea shrouded in night, her eyes distant, and her face reflecting deep concern.


    "I have a premonition that Poseidon won''t let this go so easily this time..."

 Chapter 65 61: Surely there must be a deep meaning behind what Lady Athena has done, right?

    The atmosphere in the great hall, which had just eased, became oppressive once again, and the mood of the father and daughter was inevitably heavy.


    "Well, there''s no time to lose. To avoid further complications, I must set out immediately and return to Olympus!"


    After imparting a portion of her strategic plans, the goddess who presided over wisdom and victory displayed her resolute and decisive nature. She rose to her feet and with a deep voice, gave her instructions to King Minos and her own high priestess.


    "After my departure, the matters of Crete Island are in your hands. Should you encounter any trouble that you cannot resolve..."


    Athena paused briefly, standing before the palace steps, her gaze stretching toward a certain part of Knossos City under the veil of night, her purple eyes flickering with a mysterious light.


    "You can go to the third street, to the house numbered seven. There might be someone there who can help you..."


    "Are you referring to the Divine Envoy?"


    Priestess Ariadne, upon hearing this, remembered the report from several priestesses before departure and the bronze serpent emblem impression they brought, her eyes lighting up with realisation.


    Athena smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying, a playful curve forming on her lips.


    "When you go, bring two portions of desserts for me, remember, they should be offerings."


    "Ah?"


    Upon this strange request, the high priestess was taken aback. However, before she could voice her confusion, Athena had already spread her metallic wings and, transforming into a beam of light, disappeared from the great hall.


    Desserts? Offerings?


    Stunned, Princess Ariadne and King Minos exchanged glances, then solemnly nodded, engraving the goddess''s last instruction deep into their hearts.


    Indeed, the Lady Goddess must have had a profound reason for this!


    Meanwhile, on the third street, at the house of Hestia.


    Luo En lay sprawled on his soft bed in the shape of a "big" character, lazily stretching his limbs.


    Since getting up, he had been busy sowing seeds and tending to the seedlings, which occupied his entire morning;


    By noon, Hestia burst in without knocking, spilling the beans about Athena''s identity, forcing him to confront the Goddess of Wisdom ahead of schedule and try his best to appease his powerful elder sister;


    Then, before the battle of wits from the dining table to the chess board had even ended, a calamitous tidal wave suddenly struck from the sea;


    Consequently, Luo En had to follow the reckless Little Medusa and Hestia out the door, assuming the responsibility of disaster prevention and relief, cleaning up their mess;


    Finally, just as things were getting back on track, Athena turned up the pressure, suggesting "I have high hopes for you," intent on dragging him onto the sinking ship of the Minosians...


    After much back-and-forth, the two sides reluctantly reached a consensus and laid the foundation for their cooperation.


    And by the time he saw off his sister, who looked like she wanted to punch him, and after dealing with Little Medusa''s troubles at the camp, dawn was almost breaking.


    In the midst of such intense physical and mental exertion, even Luo En, who had become a demigod, could not help but feel a bit of fatigue.


    The weary mind lying on the bed felt little desire to move.


    But in the end, through sheer willpower, he forced himself to get up and with a lift of his hand, drew several Hermes Script symbols in the air before him.


    Instantly, four objects of different shapes emerged from the shimmering patterns of the magic array and caught Luo En''s eye.


    After months of toiling, only four useful items��this thing''s drop rate is really low.


    Luo En tossed the twelve-sided die in his hand, in irritation he stored it back within his body, and began to seriously tally the chips he had accumulated by secretly grinding Daily Chapters and Weekly Chapters during the months he had been settling in at Hestia''s place.


    Following the left-to-right order, he first picked up seven sharp, gleaming white fangs, examining them carefully.


    [Python''s Fang]: After reaching adulthood, God of Light Apollo went personally to the Delphi region to vent his mother''s anger. He shot and killed the giant serpent Python, which had been ordered by Hera to persecute his mother, the nurturing goddess Leto, to prevent him and his sister Artemis from being born. After the battle, he took its teeth as trophies.


    In the Age of Greek Gods, the bloodlines of dragons and snakes were often interwoven in complex ways, as seen with the famous Hundred-Headed Dragon Ladon and Hydra, who were of the same parents.


    And in some Western records, snakes are seen as the progenitors of dragons, with the terms used interchangeably.


    For example, Satan, known as the [Old Serpent], also has legends of transforming into the [Red Dragon] to do battle with the archangel Michael.


    Therefore, the serpent-like creatures of the divine age often have attributes of [dragons] to varying degrees.


    After some experimentation, Luo En confirmed that these items could also serve as mediums for summoning dragon-tooth warriors.


    Furthermore, because they came from the great serpent Python, the dragon-tooth warriors summoned with them were all peak Gold-level.


    If it weren''t for the fact that summoned creatures are constrained by the summoner''s magic power strength, summoning skill level, and their own physical condition, Luo En speculated that the dragon-tooth warriors summoned with these [Python''s Fang] could even reach Demigod status.


    Even so, having seven peak Gold-level, astonishingly tough, and fearlessly fierce dragon-tooth warriors appear on the battlefield could definitely change the tide of a small-scale conflict.


    When necessary, they could indeed be used as a surprise force.


    Luo En thought to himself and nodded, tossing the seven engraved summoning charms of [Python''s Fang] into the Magic Array for storage.


    He then shifted his gaze to the second and third chips.


    One was an ancient bronze longsword and the other was a bronze armor riddled with stabbings and hackings.


    The blade of the sword emitted a cold chill on either side, and the armor still bore dried reddish-black bloodstains��evidences that they were remnants from a battlefield.


    ����In a devastating city-state war, the War God Ares, delighted by the hunt, descended to join the fray. He personally slew the most valiant hero with divine blood on the battlefield and stripped off his armor, taking his longsword as a trophy.


    Although the two items were not on par with those crafted by the god of craftsmen and cyclops, they were still of Demigod quality and suited Luo En perfectly at the moment.


    As usual, Luo En put on the armor inside the house, weighed the handle of the sword, and familiarized himself with the balance and feel of the weapons and armor to prevent haste in arming himself when battle loomed.


    After some basic training, he turned his attention to the last chip.


    It was a pair of bronze bracelets with owl patterns that contained the divinity of Athena that he had mentioned many times. They not only allowed the wearer to remain calm and immune to certain forms of mental interference but also had the effect of enabling quick entry into meditation and amplifying magic power.


    In fact, in addition to being the Goddess of Wisdom and War, Athena was also regarded by some as the Goddess of Magic.


    Luo En glanced at the pair of bronze bracelets, put them on directly, and then pulled down his sleeves to carefully conceal them.


    A refreshing coolness spread through Luo En''s body from the bracelets, easing both physical and mental fatigue, prompting him to let out a pleasurable moan.


    Although there were four useful items drawn from the silver pool,


    without a doubt, Luo En''s favorite was this pair of bracelets with their superior support effects.


    It must be said that as long as Athena, his elder sister, did not ambush him in the bronze pool, when she did issue gold coins, they were often of premium quality.


    So, after this battle is over, what else do you have waiting for me, Athena?


    With a subtle sense of anticipation, Luo En lay in bed, accompanied by the floating patterns of light from the bronze bracelets, and slipped into both meditation and a restful sleep.

 Chapter 66 62: I Choose to Stop Thinking

    The remnants of the night had faded, and dawn had broken.


    As the feeble morning light penetrated the crevices of the window lattice, Luo En, who had enjoyed a good night''s sleep, yawned, got out of bed, pulled back the curtains, and gazed out over the entirety of Knossos City.


    Through the streets and alleys, the thin mist that drifted in from the sea had not yet fully dispersed, but there were already people and vendors emerging from their homes or setting up their stalls, commencing the usual rhythm of life.


    Wisps of cooking smoke rose from nearby homes, carrying the scent of food, which diluted the terror and unease that had loomed over the city the previous night.


    The number of city defense soldiers, who had been stationed at street corners to maintain order, had visibly decreased.


    It appeared that, after a night of settling, the situation had gradually calmed down, and everyone''s life seemed to have fallen back onto its old track.


    Their Goddess, their sovereign, would, as usual, shelter the people of Crete Island, enjoying days of prosperity and stability.


    However, after scanning the surroundings, Luo En''s eyes gradually narrowed.


    The blockade at the city''s coastline had not been entirely lifted;


    The number of patrol teams within the city had decreased, yet the quantity of soldiers in the barracks had increased;


    And the defense force at the Astrological Observatory, the palace, the temples, and the sacrificial grounds had been reinforced, with personnel coming and going even more frequently...


    A relaxed exterior with a tight core?


    Luo En arrived at a conclusion in his mind, shook his head, calmly closed the doors and windows, and went downstairs to the kitchen to start a fire.


    Leave professional matters to the professionals.


    The current state of affairs on Crete Island hadn''t deteriorated to a matter of life and death, so it wasn''t yet his turn to worry for the Minosians.


    Instead of fussing over these things, it was better to eat well, drink well, and do what he was supposed to do at the moment.


    Luo En, as always, had prepared breakfast for Little Medusa and Hestia, who had not yet risen, and afterward, he took his farming tools to the backyard to continue tending the land, replanting, and... sword training!


    The ancient longsword of aquamarina hue repeatedly hacked, thrusted, and sliced through the empty yard...


    Over and over again.


    ~~


    For several days, all was calm.


    The horrific tidal wave that struck at dusk seemed nothing more than a fleeting nightmare.


    The Minosians, gradually emerging from the shadows, resumed their usual activities: some went out to sea, some set up their stalls, some tilled their fields, and life returned to its peaceful tempo, with the city regaining its usual bustle and noise.


    And the only news of late that might be considered a bit sensational


    was merely about the Prince who had been out on assignment, summoned back in a hurry by the King for failing to adequately manage the disaster.


    Of course, considering King Minos''s reputation for strict enforcement of laws, these Princes, with their noble Divine Blood, couldn''t escape their father''s whip. They were each flogged half to death, stripped of all authority, and then sent into the temple to pray for the Goddess''s forgiveness.


    It was said that they hadn''t come out for several days, with their daily meals having to be delivered inside by Princess Ariadne.


    Luo En listened to the rumors from the neighbors, living his daily life as usual.


    Only, he planted less and practiced his swordsmanship more diligently.


    Little Medusa propped up her cheeks, puzzled as she watched the figure that wielded and sheathed his sword continuously in the courtyard.


    "Isn''t everything already resolved?"


    "Resolved?"


    Luo En''s breathing slowed slightly as he turned his head to look at the girl with a naive expression on her face and pondered in a deep voice.


    "No, it''s gotten worse..."


    Little Medusa looked stunned, her gaze clear yet confused, while Hestia in the kitchen stopped stirring the frying pan and poked her head out, slightly curious.


    Seeing the two of them, utterly unaware of any crisis at home, Luo En sighed and asked in a serious tone.


    "Guess why King Minos hastily summoned back the Prince who were out on assignments, beat them half to death, stripped them of all their authority, and threw them all into the temple to repent? Logically speaking, slight negligence doesn''t warrant such harsh measures, right?"


    After pondering for a moment, an epiphany flashed through Hestia''s mind, and her face turned grave with understanding.


    "They''re planning a rebellion! They must be plotting to kill their father and seize power!"


    "..."


    Luo En raised his hand to his forehead, exasperatedly commenting.


    "If they really had such intentions, would they dare to return to Knossos City so ostentatiously to report for duty? Besides, even if they wanted to, they would need the capability. The prosperity of the entire Crete Island is almost single-handedly upheld by King Minos. You really think he hasn''t accomplished anything in these several hundred years?"


    "People get old, they don''t die!"


    In the midst of Luo En''s rapid-fire questioning, Hestia''s certain gaze inevitably turned confused, looking towards the backyard with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity.


    "So what''s this all about?"


    Seeing that the eldest sister of the Divine King''s family, the famous Goddess of the Hearth, had given up on thinking, Luo En couldn''t help but let out a silent scoff in his heart.


    How come, being born to the same parents, you didn''t inherit any of the excellent family genes for scheming and rebellion?


    Just as Luo En was considering how to start explaining, a hesitant voice came from the side.


    "Could it be that he just wants to take the opportunity to take back control?"


    Luo En turned his head upon hearing this, surprised to see Little Medusa with her brows tightly furrowed, and he couldn''t help but let a smile of approval bloom on his face as he began to lead the conversation.


    "Then, when do you think it''s necessary to take back power?"


    Upon hearing his words, Medusa felt a tremor in her heart, her little face clouded with uncertainty.


    "Big trouble is coming!"


    "Indeed, it seems like the kind of big trouble that requires the full force of Crete Island to deal with..."


    Luo En added in a grave tone, his gaze passing over the courtyard to the gloomy sky above the sea, his eyes flickering mysteriously.


    As the saying goes, one voice in governance brings order, multiple voices bring chaos.


    Since ancient times, whenever a major event occurred, nations needed to operate as a whole, a unified law to unleash unparalleled potential and cooperate to face risks.


    Although the political systems in the East and West are different, the basic principles of operation are mutually intelligible.


    Clearly, King Minos, not shying away from making a big fuss, intended to take the opportunity of negligence to call his sons back for punishment, with plans to assert his authority and reclaim power.


    In doing so, he could prove that his influence remained strong, deter those slightly restless voices, and then focus the collective strength of the cities of Crete to prepare for the approaching trouble.


    Luo En thought of Athena, whom he hadn''t seen since their parting, and his brows drew together in concern.


    As expected, it had come to that point...


    While Luo En was calculating the next developments, a petite purple figure darted out.


    "Anna, where are you going?"


    Hestia peeked out from the kitchen, her eyes showing surprise.


    "To tell everyone not to go out to sea!"


    Little Medusa spoke without hesitation.


    "It''s useless."


    A low voice came from behind, rational and detached.


    Luo En wiped the bronze longsword in his hand, his gaze deep and penetrating.


    "Minosians cannot live without the sea, just like fish cannot live without water. They have to make a living, and until the crisis truly arrives, until they feel the real pain themselves, nothing will stop them from going out to sea..."


    "I know..."


    Little Medusa nodded, her gaze as resolute as ever.


    "But, if I can persuade even one person, that''s one less person in danger!"


    With that, the petite figure rushed out of the room decisively, not looking back as she sped towards the coastal camp.


    Luo En looked at his own empty hand and at the small figure disappearing at the end of the road, somewhat bewildered.


    Some people, having been caught in the rain themselves, don''t want to see others running in the rain without an umbrella and wish to shelter them.


    And some people, because they have been soaked themselves, want to tear apart others'' umbrellas, leaving them exposed to the rain as well.


    Perhaps, Luo En wasn''t one of the latter.


    But Little Medusa was certainly one of the former.


    What a fool...


    In the courtyard, Luo En shook his head, reminiscing about the intense battle with Athena that evening and the insights gained, gradually entering the state of "Infinite Martial Refinement", his sword continuing to swing forward.


    Each time faster than the last, each time more powerful than the last!

 Chapter 67 63 Dont sleep too deeply tonight!

    The next morning, a noisy and chaotic clamor, mixed with faint crying, drifted from the harbor.


    Something had happened!


    Upon hearing the commotion, Hestia in the kitchen slightly tensed her expression and immediately peeked out from in front of the stove, eagerly looking towards the figure in the backyard.


    Sensing the gaze almost sticking to his back, Luo En sighed, put away the bronze longsword in his hand, and took the initiative to speak.


    "Forget it, come with me to have a look."


    "Okay!"


    Hestia instantly felt reassured, hastily setting down the kitchenware and obediently following behind Luo En, heading towards the direction of the harbor.


    Her grandniece Athena had cautioned her before her departure to heed the opinions of a certain fellow in all matters.


    There was much she did not understand.


    But she knew that some words had to be taken seriously.


    Following the flow of people out of the city gates and hurrying to the harbor on the outskirts of Knossos City, this place had already gathered quite a number of figures drawn by the news.


    There were soldiers maintaining order, priests conducting statistics and investigations, and priestesses providing comfort and treatment; and on the outermost ring, an anxious crowd of common folk peered inward...


    By now, within the harbor under martial law, dozens of bodies soaked white in the seawater were being dragged ashore by the soldiers one after another.


    Most of the deceased were dressed in coarse linen, with rough skin and a faint redness from sun exposure, presenting the standard visage of seafarers and low-ranking merchants.


    Their causes of death varied greatly.


    Some faces showed the purplish hue of oxygen deprivation, some bodies were twisted with shattered bones, some eyes bulged with terror, and some limbs were torn off, leaving only half-trunks...


    A grotesque and bloody scene made some of the weaker-hearted Minosians turn their heads to squat on the ground, heaving continuously.


    But more people were anxiously pulling at soldiers and acquaintances, seeking and inquiring; or upon hearing the dread news, they rushed forward, crying and wailing in disbelief.


    Clearly, among these dead might be their brothers and loved ones.


    As more and more people arrived, the situation became increasingly chaotic and noisy.


    Luo En slightly furrowed his brow, pulled Hestia to a higher point on the outskirts, and gazed towards the sea.


    The murky tide slapped against the shore, creating rings of ghostly froth.


    Amidst the foam, chunks of broken timber of varying sizes were carried onto the shore.


    They were fragments of ships.


    And not just fishing boats, among them, there seemed to be merchant ships engraved with simple protective spells...


    Luo En''s eyes moved across the irregular gaps on the timber planks and settled on a ship''s keel in the distance that had seemingly been torn in two by a tremendous force, his brow knitting more tightly.


    Luo En?!


    Just as the two were surveying the scene, a certain small purple figure, surrounded by a group of white-robed priestesses, brightened up and excitedly waved toward the high point on the outskirts.


    Is this girl also here?


    Luo En''s brows raised slightly and he nodded from afar, then discreetly pointed to a relatively secluded and quiet area before vanishing into the crowd.


    Shortly after, having understood the hint, Little Medusa arrived at the agreed-upon spot and met up with Luo En and Hestia, who were already waiting there.


    "It was ships from Crete Island that went out to sea, they''ve encountered trouble!"


    As soon as they met, Little Medusa cut straight to the situation, her gaze burning as she looked across at Luo En.


    Luo En, who had anticipated this, was not surprised and murmured softly, "Sooner than I had expected..."


    Then, he pinched the bridge of his nose and asked the Athena Divine Envoy, who had already received official recognition from the Minosian authorities.


    "What about the number of ships, casualties, and the location of the incident?"


    "There were a total of seven ships that set out to sea from yesterday to today. So far, the wreckage found at the harbor has been identified as belonging to three of them, with no information on the remaining four."


    Little Medusa relayed the news she knew truthfully, then paused, biting her lip with her pearly teeth, her voice growing softer.


    "Nineteen people have died, and so far, no survivors have been found."


    But soon, a ray of light bloomed again on the young girl''s gloomy face.


    "However, I have already asked the temple to quickly light the sacred fire on the seaside Divine Tower to guide the remaining four lost ships, and if there is a Mage on board, they could also use aether resonance to establish contact with the Priests stationed at the Divine Tower!"


    "Do you really think the wind and waves at sea could tear a ship into that state?"


    Luo En spoke softly, and although it was with some reluctance, he still cruelly and decisively shattered the sliver of hope in Little Medusa''s heart.


    "I''m afraid they encountered Sea Beasts..."


    On the perilous Sea of Occhanos, one need not say more about the fate of ordinary people when encountering Sea Beasts.


    Upon hearing this, Little Medusa''s gaze dimmed significantly.


    Beatrice''s sister''s father, Grandpa Constantine''s son, they were all on one of the missing ships...


    However, the young girl did not have much time to worry about others, as a question in her ear broke her mournful thoughts.


    "When did the three ships that were discovered as wrecks depart from the port?"


    "It seems they left yesterday afternoon..."


    Little Medusa thought carefully and gave a serious reply.


    Yesterday afternoon?


    Luo En''s eyes flashed as he took the initiative to speak.


    "Do you have the departure times, the status of the investigation of the bodies, and the sea charts marked with merchant shipping routes and nearby fishing grounds? Bring me a copy!"


    "Alright!"


    Upon hearing the request, Little Medusa nodded without hesitation and immediately ran toward the group of Priestesses.


    As the young girl left to retrieve the sea charts, Luo En turned to look at Hestia beside him.


    "Do you know any experienced old fishermen nearby? I have some questions I want to ask."


    "Yes, there are!"


    Hestia, who had been idle, perked up at this and immediately looked around, pulling over an old man with a stooped figure from nearby.


    The weathered face and calloused hands were enough to prove his identity.


    Looking at the somewhat distressed face before him, Luo En was slightly taken aback.


    He remembered, wasn''t this old man named Constantine?


    "Anna''s brother? Whatever you want to ask, go ahead!"


    The old man tried to muster a smile on his face and took the initiative to speak.


    Luo En composed himself, nodded, and quietly posed several questions about the diurnal tides and the speed of sailing ships.


    The old man, named Constantine, truly lived up to the name of an old fisherman; although his descriptions were somewhat vague, he could give Luo En relatively accurate data based on his rich experience.


    As each question and answer validated each other, Luo En''s eyes became thoughtful.


    "It''s here!"


    Before long, Little Medusa returned with her hands full of sea charts, quickly running up to Luo En and spreading them out on the ground, one by one.


    Luo En didn''t speak, but picked up a stick, scrutinizing various markings around Crete Island on the sea chart and writing down several numbers for a rough calculation.


    And when the results appeared before him, his expression inevitably grew more somber.


    Seeing Luo En''s expression, Little Medusa instinctively stepped forward to ask.


    "What''s wrong?"


    Luo En waved his hand and waited until Hestia tactfully sent the old fisherman away, then turned to look at the newly appointed Goddess of Wisdom''s Divine Envoy beside him and spoke in a deep voice.


    "Believe what I''m saying, and remind the coastal defense forces and the Temple Priests to not sleep too deeply tonight, especially in the first half of the night..."


    "...!"


    Hearing that low and serious voice, Little Medusa, who knew the man''s character well, turned pale and nodded gravely.

 Chapter 68 64: When the God of Stove starts to think, the God of Wine begins to laugh.

    In the evening, the two returned home.


    As soon as he entered the door, Luo En headed straight for the second floor, opened the door to his room, rushed into the bedroom, and fell asleep right away.


    Downstairs, Hestia, full of questions, looked at the closed bedroom door, opened her mouth, but ultimately didn''t say anything. She turned around, holding the groceries, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.


    Since little Anna wasn''t there, she only needed to prepare dinner for two people tonight, which meant a bit less work.


    However, Hestia, distracted at the stove, nearly cut her fingers with the knife several times, and made frequent mistakes in steps like frying and seasoning.


    As a result, what should have been a simple dinner took Hestia over two grueling hours to complete, emerging from the smoke-filled kitchen as if she had survived a catastrophe.


    At this time, Luo En in the second-floor bedroom still showed no signs of waking up.


    Hestia had no choice but to finish her own portion with a waxen taste, then sat restlessly at the dining table, occasionally glancing out the window into the dark night.


    Time ticked by, and just as the Goddess of the Hearth, who could no longer stand it, was about to rush upstairs, break down the door, and drag a certain someone out of bed, a series of dull roars exploded along the coastal areas outside Knossos City.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    With the violent roaring, dazzling patterns of light whipped up a fierce Aether storm, sweeping across the entire coastline.


    Defensive charms? And magic traps? So many?!


    Hestia, looking at the ribbons of light that almost illuminated half of the night sky outside the city, was utterly dumbfounded.


    "Thud, thud, thud, thud!"


    Meanwhile, dull sounds of flesh being torn apart erupted one after another over the shallows and the sea surface, with what seemed to be pieces of limbs and organs thrown about, and the rich stench of the sea wafted through the turbulent winds.


    Guided by the flickering light of Magic Arrays, Hestia, standing at the window, saw the distorted, writhing outlines on the sea''s surface and the shadows constantly moving up from the deeper waters, her face filled with astonishment.


    "What, what?"


    "The beast tide..."


    Accompanied by a somewhat lazy getting-up noise, the tightly-shut door of the second-floor bedroom opened, and Luo En, yawning, came down the stairs, sat at the dining table, and leisurely served himself dinner.


    Recalling what this man had told Anna during the day, Hestia was shocked.


    "You knew in advance?"


    "Not guessed, calculated!"


    Luo En took a bite of the still-warm food, corrected her irritably, then tapped the corner of the table as a sign.


    "If you want to know the reason, sit down, and I''ll tell you."


    Hestia, unable to contain her curiosity, managed to sit patiently across from him, leaning in to listen to the explanation.


    Seeing that the Goddess of the Hearth had obediently complied, Luo En then began to speak softly.


    "You must have seen what happened at the harbor today. Those ships weren''t destroyed by any storm, after all, the wind doesn''t eat people..."


    "Right, they must have been attacked by Sea Beasts," Hestia interjected, with images of the wrecked ships and the terribly mutilated corpses flashing in her mind, nodding in agreement, yet still puzzled.


    "But what does this have to do with the beast tide outside? Every year, as winter approaches, ships that set sail will inevitably encounter some Sea Beasts."


    "But three ships that set off at different times, in different directions, and were in different areas of sea all were attacked and damaged at almost the same time and then washed up on Crete Island the following day. Do you know what this means?"


    Luo En gave Hestia a meaningful glance.


    Although the Goddess of the Hearth was naive, she was not a fool. Thinking of the sea charts Luo En had borrowed during the day, her face suddenly changed.


    "Are you saying that between the fishing grounds and several merchant routes, the waters were packed with Sea Beasts?"


    "Exactly, this is the conclusion I reached through information such as the sailors'' times of death, when they set out to sea, and the rough directions and range of their ships'' travels."


    As he spoke, Luo En took several papyrus sheets covered with characters out of his pocket and threw them onto the table.


    These, Hestia recognized as well, were the statistical data that Luo En had Anna acquire from those priestesses and priests.


    One mystery was solved, but many more questions flooded her mind.


    "How do you know that these Sea Beasts will attack Crete Island tonight?"


    "I said it before, you need to think more, calculate more..."


    Luo En sighed helplessly as he saw Hestia''s clear eyes.


    "Several months have passed since the Harvest Festival, and it''s now the time for fattening up before winter. So many Sea Beasts have traveled from the inland sea for thousands of miles to the open sea, gathering near Crete Island; they couldn''t possibly have come all this way just to celebrate the Minosians'' birthdays and feast, right?


    Besides, there aren''t many human settlements nearby, and King Minos and the God of the Sea have never gotten along, having had some friction recently. A little bit of reasoning and you would know that they are most likely targeting Crete Island."


    In the face of such disdain, Hestia nodded awkwardly, mumbling to herself.


    "Time, I''m asking you where did you get such precise timing for the encounter?"


    "It''s not about being precise."


    Luo En shook his head, pulled out a few of the papyrus sheets, and pointed out the details to Hestia.


    "Based on the departure times and speeds of the ships, I figured out the rough sinking locations. Then, combining the tidal conditions, the movement speeds of the Sea Beasts that left traces on the wreckage, as well as the creatures'' behavioral habits, I was pretty much able to estimate the time of the beast tide''s landing on the island.


    Moreover, that old man mentioned that every year as winter approaches, the Sea Beasts have a habit of coming ashore at night, with the tide and the wind, to attack livestock and villagers. It''s just that the numbers are sparse and not concentrated.


    With mutual corroboration and a sufficient amount of related data for reference, reaching this conclusion wasn''t difficult."


    Hestia looked at the three pages full of dense text that made her dizzy, and she unconsciously swallowed hard.


    You call this... not difficult?


    Unaware that he was being looked up to by a failing goddess, Luo En finished his last mouthful of rice and turned to look out at the coastline, shimmering with light patterns, feeling somewhat emotional.


    "However, speaking of which, I wasn''t entirely certain. It was just an attempt. I didn''t expect King Minos to actually believe it. Looking at the density of the Defensive Charms and Magic Traps, it seems he''s mobilized half of Knossos City''s temple''s worth of sacrificial offerings and priests."


    "Yeah, with such thorough preparations, there shouldn''t be any problems now, right?"


    Hestia stood up, staring at the swarms of Sea Beasts that were being bombarded, repelled by spells, bolts of magic power, arrows, and spears, and murmured softly.


    "Laaaa..."


    Just then, a melodious and lingering song came from the sea, and the front-row soldiers were instantly enraptured. Their souls resonated with it, and then... they stepped forward woodenly, one foot stepping into emptiness, either plummeting onto the cold cliff face and shattering into a lump of flesh or falling into the churning waves to become fodder for the Sea Beasts.


    "Sirens! Divine Blood kin!"


    Hearing the beautifully insane and savage magical tone of the voice, Hestia''s complexion changed, and she swiftly rose and rushed toward the door.


    "If I were you, I wouldn''t step through this door tonight..."


    The deep murmur came from behind, and Luo En stood up, took out the chilled fruit brew, and filled the two cups on the table.

 Chapter 69 65: Those who are not family do not enter the same door

    "Why?"


    Hestia hesitated for a moment at the door, but ultimately she stopped and turned to look back, frowning as she asked.


    Although she could not be considered smart, she was someone who would listen to reason.


    Luo En handed Hestia a cup of the filled fruit wine and, looking towards the half of the night sky outside Knossos City that was almost as bright as daylight, he spoke unhurriedly.


    "If you show up on the battlefield, Poseidon will have a reason to intervene."


    "What''s there to be afraid of? With Nike and the Aegis Shield, he isn''t necessarily a match for Athena!"


    Upon hearing this, Hestia''s brows relaxed, and she confidently spoke out.


    Clearly, she had high expectations and confidence in her great-niece''s combat abilities.


    Luo En''s eyebrows quirked up in an expression that was both smiling and not smiling.


    "And then what?"


    "What?"


    Hestia blurted out reflexively, only to see Luo En''s face had already turned cold, his voice taking on a more mocking tone.


    "You don''t really think Crete Island only has to face Poseidon, do you?"


    "...?!"


    The unexpected counter-query left Hestia somewhat dazed.


    "Do you still remember why Athena descended from Olympus ahead of time?" With a meaningful reminder, Luo En looked towards the vast sea under the night sky and spoke somberly, "The favor from Poseidon is not so easily repaid."


    In an instant, Hestia grasped the underlying meaning, her mind jolted, her complexion slightly shifted.


    "You mean to say that Ares and Aphrodite might also be involved in this!"


    "What else?"


    Luo En glanced at the Goddess of the Hearth, who only now seemed to have an inkling of realization, and snorted coldly as he spoke.


    "The messy affairs on Mount Olympus had barely ended, and the temple of the God of the Sea made a move against Crete. King Minos has been stirring trouble for many years, and Poseidon hasn''t come knocking for justice; yet now, of all times, he acts. You don''t think that''s just a simple coincidence, do you?"


    "..."


    Hestia had no response, but vented the frustration in her heart towards those shameless relatives of hers.


    "They actually conspired together! Shameless!"


    "Ares, as the god of war, has always coveted the scepter of victory; when Aphrodite was caught in adultery, Athena once supported Hephaestus... With these old grudges and interests as a link, and Poseidon having just vouched for them, their collaboration is almost to be expected," Luo En paused and then added to Hestia softly.


    "Besides, given Poseidon''s nature, if he hadn''t bided his time with some assurance of victory, how could he possibly have troubled himself to target Crete?"


    "They are bullying us because we are fewer in number, right? Then we can also call Artemis and Hephaestus!"


    Hestia clenched her fists, indignantly defending her great-niece.


    "You''re the only one who can summon help? Is Ares''s good mother Hera, who just slept with Hermes, not a concern? Not to mention, I haven''t even accounted for the multitude of marine deities hidden in the nooks and crannies of the Sea of Okeanos! Poseidon represents not one, but a group, you understand?"


    Luo En was amused by the Goddess of the Hearth who had fat in place of brains.


    "Why do you think Hephaestus lost last time despite having reason on his side? Isn''t it because of this?"


    He then looked at Hestia, who still had a look of indignation, and spoke softly.


    "Furthermore, the Ocean Goddess Thetis, who raised Hephaestus, is beholden to the God of the Sea Poseidon. Have you heard that Artemis''s brother Apollo has a grudge against King Minos of Crete? Just think, do the two deities you mentioned really wish to wade into this murky water for Athena and King Minos?"


    "..."


    Faced with this ironclad reality, Hestia searched her feelings and suddenly felt deflated.


    Indeed, based on what she knew of those nieces, nephews, and siblings, it wasn''t necessarily so.


    "If it were a matter that could be solved simply by calling people and brawling, the Goddess of Wisdom could handle it herself��why would it be necessary for you to speak up?"


    Following thorough analysis, which quelled Hestia''s impulse to show off her intelligence, Luo En earnestly advised her.


    "On the contrary, only by prohibiting the deities of Olympus from participating do the Minosians have a slim chance of winning against this storm. That''s why I need to speak so much nonsense with you..."


    "So, you''ve been specially watching over me tonight?" Hestia finally understood.


    "You just now realize that?" Luo En spoke irritably.


    Realizing she had almost caused a fiasco, Hestia couldn''t help but show an embarrassed expression.


    But as the rumbling along the coastline grew more oppressive and the sounds of flesh being torn echoed one after another, this good-natured Goddess of the Hearth still found it difficult to remain seated. She gently lifted her hand and nudged her "chaperone," asking cautiously.


    "So, what do we do next?"


    "Wait!"


    Luo En glanced over and replied succinctly.


    Hestia pursed her lips, her face showing hesitation.


    "But..."


    "This is only the first wave of testing. If the Minosians can''t even withstand this bit of turmoil, and need the gods to personally intervene for them to barely cling to life, then even if you assist them once, you won''t be able to a second or third time.


    To survive, they must first rely on themselves, struggle with all their might, and then it won''t be too late to pray to the gods for help."


    Luo En spoke calmly, his purple eyes exuding a tranquility and insight far beyond that of ordinary people.


    After all, he had experienced death twice.


    First rely on oneself, then on the gods?


    Hestia''s heart trembled, suddenly enlightened, extinguishing the reluctance within her.


    She had always been perplexed as to why Athena had always adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards the development of the Minosians.


    Quietly watching them step out of the cradle, not embracing;


    Quietly watching them stumble, not lending a hand.


    Now, it seemed she found the answer to her confusion in those words.


    The child will eventually grow up; the mother is not always a nanny.


    "With such a major event unfolding, neither Athena, Poseidon, nor the Atlanteans have shown their faces on Crete Island, and on the sea, there are only these Sea Beasts which offer no handle to grasp..."


    As he enlightened Hestia''s granite-like mind bit by bit, Luo En murmured a few words before gazing toward the sacred mountain adorned with stars, and spoke faintly.


    "If I''m not mistaken, our Goddess of Wisdom must already be on Mount Olympus, devising a way to prevent Poseidon and the Atlanteans from intervening."


    "Yes, Athena mentioned it before she left."


    Having some inside knowledge, Hestia nodded slightly, her gaze growing more peculiar as she looked at Luo En.


    Guessed it again? How can he be so uncannily accurate, like he knows what''s in people''s bellies?


    No wonder Athena is so eager to have him as her Lesser Deity; these two are cut from the same cloth!


    Wait, cut from the same cloth...?


    "So, are you listening?"


    The prolonged cold voice in her ear interrupted Hestia''s thoughts, bringing her back to reality, awkwardly looking at the face that had approached, nodding rapidly like a pecking chicken.


    "Listening! Listening!"


    Accustomed to this by now, Luo En maintained his composure and reminded her once again.


    "I want to say, before the situation becomes clear, you''d better not engage in futile actions to avoid backfiring."


    "Certainly! Certainly!"


    Hestia nodded earnestly, appearing obedient like a well-behaved child.


    After imparting his final piece of advice, Luo En yawned, stood up, and went upstairs.


    Left behind, Hestia blinked in confusion.


    "Where are you going?"


    "To sleep, to fully recharge my energy..."


    Luo En, on his way up, waved his hand nonchalantly, his voice filled with tiredness.


    "Come morning, we''ll probably have someone inviting us over for a meal. It looks like another day of hard work is in store for us."


    Someone''s treating us? How come I don''t know about it?


    Hestia scratched her head, clearly baffled.


    As Luo En pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside, realization suddenly dawned on her, and she hurriedly dashed up the stairs.


    "Wait! Have you guessed something again?!"


    "Bang!"


    The door slammed shut and locked, signaling a refusal to answer.

 Chapter 70 66: You Dare Say It, I Dare Believe It

    The next morning, a rustling noise downstairs awakened Luo En from his sleep.


    "Athena''s chest is padded!"


    As soon as he opened his eyes, he habitually delivered "praise" to one of the chief gods from the Daily Chapter, then got out of bed feeling refreshed and went downstairs.


    At that moment, in the living room.


    Having woken up early, Hestia and the sleepless Little Medusa were gathered at the dining table, engrossed in the boxes of exquisite pastries in front of them.


    "You''re awake?"


    Hestia, the first to hear the noise, turned her head to look at Luo En coming down the stairs, waving a greeting and using her pink tongue to lick the pastry crumbs off the corners of her mouth.


    Clearly, she was very fond of the delicacies.


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the snake-pattern on the pastries, causing his eyelids to jump.


    "Temple offerings? Where did they come from?"


    "They were left by Lady Goddess before she left, to be delivered here," a pleasant humming came from outside the door.


    A girl in a pure white dress stood respectfully at the entrance, golden snake-pattern bracelets on her wrists, a pretty oval face, linen-colored hair draped over her shoulders, and an air of tranquil elegance. Her bright eyes showed a trace of apologetic grace.


    "Recent turmoil on Crete Island and many affairs at the temple have prevented me from visiting sooner, please accept my apologies," she said.


    Three people? Two gifts?


    Luo En glanced at the two half-empty boxes on the table and at Hestia and Little Medusa, each busy with their pastries, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.


    So, it was a divide-and-conquer strategy, huh?


    Even at this hour, she didn''t forget to play her tricks on me. You really are petty, sis.


    Seeing the subtle changes in someone''s expression, the bright-eyed girl outside hurriedly bowed and opened her mouth to speak.


    "It was too hasty of me to come this time. To thank you for the warning yesterday, my father has prepared a banquet, and we would like to invite you all to Knossos Palace," she said.


    Then, the girl paused, looked towards Luo En, who was the main invitee, and with a smile, her tone shifted.


    "As a token of gratitude, my father hopes to present you with a modest gift in person during the meal."


    So, you''re saying my visitor''s gift is waived, huh?


    Tsk tsk, such watertight words. Not only did she cover up Athena''s prank and save the petty Goddess''s face, but without defying the Goddess''s wishes, she showcased the royal family''s regard for me, an outsider.


    It seems that King Minos has raised a good daughter.


    Luo En took in the charming and intelligent princess at the door with a mix of admiration and curiosity.


    "May I ask, which princess are you among the daughters of King Minos?"


    "I am his second daughter��Ariadne, currently managing the affairs of the temple, my lord..."


    The fair-eyed girl nodded slight acknowledgement, humbled herself proactively without any pretense of royalty.


    With the mention of that name, Luo En''s face involuntarily showed subtle changes, and the way he looked at Princess Ariadne became somewhat peculiar.


    Ariadne? Isn''t she one of the mortal lovers Dionysus will hook up with in the future?


    Feeling the change in the gaze upon her, Ariadne carefully raised her head and cautiously inquired.


    "My lord?"


    "Oh, I''m sorry, I was just zoning out," Luo En snapped back to reality, offering an apologetic smile, his expression clearing.


    He is he, and Dionysus is Dionysus.


    From the moment of his own birth, whether future or fate, everything had become utterly different.


    Noticing the eased atmosphere, Princess Ariadne ventured again to speak.


    "So, what do you think?"


    "I don''t have a problem..."


    Luo En nodded nonchalantly, then teasingly turned his gaze to the two figures in the living room��one large and one small��happily enjoying their feast.


    "However, at least wait until they have finished eating,"


    "No need to wait, let''s go now!"


    Upon hearing this, Hestia hurriedly got to her feet, pulling Anna, who was still stuffing pastries into her mouth, and briskly walked out the front door, an impatient look on her face.


    Compared to these appetizing little snacks, the royal banquet was obviously more worthy of value.


    Having lived in Knossos City for so long, she had long been wanting to taste the craftsmanship of the royal chefs.


    Watching the princess, who held the position of high priestess, go to summon the chariot prepared by the temple, Hestia sneakily poked Luo En in the lower back, whispering in an amazed voice.


    "You really have a way! You guessed right again! Just as we repelled the first wave of beasts on the coastline and dawn hasn''t fully broken, the daughter of King Minos has come to our door, inviting us for a meal!"


    "It''s not guessing, it''s thinking, thinking..."


    Luo En corrected weakly, but Hestia, who had come to terms with reality after last night''s blow, had already chosen to give up and had decided to leave this tiresome and strenuous work entirely to the external brain before her to solve.


    "All right, all right, thinking then, thinking. Once I''m at the dining table, I''ll only eat, not talk."


    "..."


    Hearing such a disheartening response from the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En rolled his eyes and comforted himself helplessly in his mind.


    Forget it, forget it, she was his choice after all.


    If she were too smart, he might not even pick her to take the hits for him.


    Soon, a carriage adorned with bronze serpent patterns and bird wing carvings, understated yet luxurious, arrived at the front door, picking up the three and heading toward Knossos Palace, leaving a trail of dust in their wake.


    Thanks to the layering of various protective runes, the carriage was not only extremely comfortable but also fast; it took merely a quarter of an hour to reach the destination.


    As the vehicle came to a stop, the high priestess lifted the curtain and led the three out.


    "Please follow me, my father is waiting to greet you all."


    The three nodded and followed the princess through the vast palace, twisting and turning until they eventually arrived at a relatively secluded courtyard.


    In the empty yard, an old man with a world-weary air sat alone at a stone table, hunched over, his eyes seemingly closed but not quite, exhaustion and age etched deeply into his lined face.


    However, as the three crossed the threshold, the old man''s eyes flew open, his gaze sharp as his imposing aura swept forth like a lion awakened from slumber, instinctively baring his fangs at the intruders into his territory.


    "Father..."


    The first to fold under the pressure, Princess Ariadne''s face paled slightly, her teeth clattering as she hurriedly called out in a soft voice.


    Although she had successfully ascended to a demigod, thanks to her outstanding talents, bloodline, and protection from Goddess Athena,


    she still felt a significant gap compared to the three unidentified figures behind her.


    After all, one of them was a son feared by Zeus himself, the future God of Wine,


    another was Medusa, who had absorbed the divinity of the Old Sea God Pontos, a formidable deity known as the hero killer,


    and the last was the sister of Zeus, a legitimate member of the Twelve Olympians.


    "Ariadne? You''ve come? My apologies..."


    King Minos recovered from his reflexive state, his overwhelmingly oppressive presence receding like the tide, vanishing without a trace as he hurried to greet his guests.


    The always perceptive Princess Ariadne went without saying, on one hand helping her father seat the distinguished guests and, on the other, signaling the servants to prepare dishes and pastries.


    With his daughter bustling about, the free King Minos began to scrutinize the certain man before him earnestly.


    Luo En met his gaze unflinchingly, also taking a careful look at this wise king laden with a mix of praises and scandal.


    After a brief eye contact, King Minos was the first to break into a smile, raising a cup full of fruit wine to express his gratitude.


    "I assume you are the wise man mentioned by Lady Goddess; thanks to your warning last night, we avoided disaster."


    "I merely mentioned it in passing; had you disbelieved, no amount of talking would have been useful."


    Luo En smiled faintly, raising his clay cup.


    "Moreover, to discern the truth from words and take preemptive action to prepare for a crisis. Crete Island could win this first round with ease largely thanks to you, the wise king who orchestrated it all."


    One daring to speak, the other daring to believe.


    The elder and the younger, successful in their meeting at the table, touched cups and drank deeply, sharing a knowing smile without words.

 Chapter 71 67: Unleashing Rage, Entering a Frenzied State

    "According to the Goddess''s will, should I encounter a difficult problem, I can seek your assistance."


    After downing his cup, King Minos spoke with a serious expression, his gaze piercing as he looked directly at Luo En across from him.


    "We invited you here this time to seek advice on how to deal with the second wave of the beast tide?"


    Clearly, after a period of observation and consideration, he had finally determined who was the person Athena had spoken of, the one he truly needed to find.


    Luo En set down his cup, and his eyebrows lifted slightly.


    "They''ve retreated?"


    "Not yet."


    King Minos shook his head, took the nautical chart that Princess Ariadne had presented, and spread it out on the table, pointing to a stretch of sea not far from Crete Island.


    "The first wave of the onslaught was anticipated, and they took heavy losses when they landed, along with the leader, a demigod level Siren, who was slain by the Divine Envoy. These beasts, having lost their leader, fell into chaos and temporarily retreated here to regroup."


    As he spoke, the old man looked towards Anna sitting opposite him, nodding in gratitude and respect.


    Hearing this, Luo En glanced at Little Medusa beside him.


    So that''s how it was; no wonder last night''s beast tide was quelled so swiftly.


    Feeling Luo En''s gaze, Little Medusa lowered her head somewhat guiltily.


    However, the expected reprimand did not come. Instead, a hand radiating warmth covered her small head, gently stroking it.


    Peeking up, she saw his purple eyes were filled with nothing but tender indulgence and concern.


    Little Medusa''s heart warmed, and she gathered some courage to sit up straighter.


    "Thump!"


    But just as her little head straightened, it took a harsh knock.


    "Next time, don''t take such risks alone!"


    The light chiding by her ear came through as Little Medusa clutched her head and nodded reluctantly.


    Having briefly chastised his overly rash "sister," Luo En refocused on the attack and asked the question that concerned him.


    "What are the specific losses on both sides?"


    "Knossos City had 37 deaths, and 58 injured; Nossia City had 87 deaths and 153 injured; Gidus City had 92 deaths and 118 injured... Overall, nearly 200 people on Crete Island have been completely incapacitated."


    King Minos paused, then added.


    "Of course, those beasts suffered heavier losses, a rough estimate puts the count at over two thousand sea monsters and sea beasts of all sizes, killed in the first onslaught."


    Luo En listened quietly, his expression not showing much change.


    To have the forethought against the unprepared and achieve casualties close to a ratio of one to ten seemed decent.


    But the Sea of Okeanos and Crete Island differ enormously in scale.


    Based on his observations over the past decade or so on Aiaia, the majority of sea monsters and sea beasts in the Sea of Okeanos were merely mid-to-low tiers of a vast ecosystem, with almost innumerable quantities.


    Only those related by divine blood barely make it into the higher strata of the food chain.


    However, the human population on Crete Island is extremely limited.


    And among the cities, even fewer can dedicate themselves to the military to form effective combat forces; altogether, they barely amount to a few tens of thousands.


    Each loss for Crete Island is significant.


    Three hundred incapacitated in the first encounter is actually not an optimistic situation.


    Moreover, this is just the beast tide that has been driven ahead as the vanguard; those true divine bloodline creatures have hardly shown themselves yet.


    If things get more extreme, counting the million-strong army of Atlantis, not even Luo En, let alone Athena, could save the Minosians.


    No wonder the Goddess of Wisdom was so adamant about preventing a direct confrontation between Crete Island and Atlantis, escalating things to Olympus first and directly securing a ban on the deities of the sea lineage.


    Otherwise, the Minosians would have to start digging their graves early.


    Luo En pondered the situation internally and then pinched the bridge of his nose, which was starting to feel sore, as he consoled himself silently.


    But there''s no need to be so pessimistic.


    Sea Beasts are unlike human armies; they can be summoned or dismissed at will��an advantage, but also a flaw.


    If we could just take out a few of their leaders, they would be like scattered sand.


    Moreover, this is the mythic era.


    On the battlefield, powerful individuals could easily change the complexion of the fight, deciding the direction of victory or defeat.


    For instance, this time, as soon as Little Medusa acted and killed that demigod-level Siren, the first wave of gathered Sea Beasts immediately fell apart.


    And if the million-strong army of Atlantis truly posed a threat to the gods, they wouldn''t have sunk to the ocean floor.


    Don''t worry, it can still be manipulated!


    Luo En adjusted his mentality and then voiced his own judgment.


    "It seems, the first wave of Sea Beasts was indeed a probe."


    "And retribution..."


    King Minos sighed deeply, the wrinkles on his forehead deepening, as he added mournfully.


    "According to a captured Siren, the Divine Blood kin above the Sea of Okeanos had been massively slaughtered by humans not long ago, so they banded together, unleashing the Sea Beasts to seek revenge."


    "..."


    Luo En''s eyelid twitched involuntarily, and after a brief pause, his voice took on a note of indignation.


    "Ha, what a clean escape, Crete this time probably cannot blame it on that God of the Sea!"


    The aged King Minos did not speak, only clenched his fists tighter, a series of crisp bone sounds barely audible, while his face flickered with shifting expressions.


    Seeing the old brother mention an old nemesis, nearly exploding into a blood rage and going berserk, Luo En quietly moved his chair back and cleared his throat loudly.


    "Ahem, Your Majesty, I have a question that I''ve long wanted to ask, and I hope you can enlighten me."


    King Minos snapped back to reality, curbing the anger on his face and managing a forced smile, he nodded slightly.


    "Please ask."


    "About that grand sacrifice to the God of the Sea Poseidon all those years ago, it shouldn''t have been that simple, right? From mortals to a deity, and the deity himself provided the offering, which seems somewhat against common sense..."


    Luo En saw King Minos''s body stiffen slightly and knew he was onto something. He changed tack and added softly.


    "Moreover, a mere beast for sacrificial offerings shouldn''t have caused a monarch with an otherwise wise reputation to discard his honor, risking the wrath of the deities, and claim it for his own."


    "No, I did indeed keep it..."


    Unexpectedly, King Minos across from him slowly shook his head, cementing his guilt of blasphemy against the deities.


    However, his aged body was trembling slightly, with veins on his fists bulging as if he were enduring immense humiliation and rage.


    After a long silence, the old man looked towards his daughter at his side and spoke in a heavy voice.


    "Ariadne, go and check how the kitchen''s preparation of the meals is coming along..."


    "Yes, father."


    The astute princess instantly grasped his intention, nodding and leaving the courtyard, carefully closing the door behind her and disappearing at the end of the path.


    As he watched his daughter walk away, King Minos was surrounded by a surge of golden Divine Power, erecting a barrier that cloaked the entire courtyard.


    After another lengthy silence, the old man finally made up his mind, beginning to speak painfully and with difficulty.


    "Because, Poseidon deceived me; that was not a mere bull, but the embodiment of Crete''s divinity and sovereignty!"


    "...!"


    Upon hearing this secret that had never been disclosed before, the three of them were shaken and listened intently, waiting for the eyewitness of the event to reveal the true story.


    "Initially, when contending for the throne, I admittedly used some disgraceful means, and thus worried about the Goddess''s reproach, I prayed to Poseidon for his protection.


    But to my surprise, he seized the opportunity to withdraw the divinity and sovereignty of the entire Crete Island, transforming it into a bull and sending it to me to sacrifice to him!"


    King Minos downed a cup of fruit wine, placing the cup forcefully on the table, his spine straight.


    "Although I yearned for the gods'' protection, I never intended to sell my entire country to Poseidon! I am the king of the Minosians, not a slave tied to the chariot of the Atlanteans!"


    Then, the old man took a deep breath, his gaze icy and resolute.


    "The sovereignty of Crete Island is not for Poseidon to meddle with! Only the Great Mother Goddess who protects and guides us, only our own female monarch of the Minosians��Athena, is worthy of this offering!"

 Chapter 72 68: How many children are there for one meal?

    ```


    The reverberations in the ear were deafening and enlightening.


    After listening to the whole account and combining it with what he knew, Luo En was finally able to piece together the complete truth.


    In fact, the images of a bull and the Minotaur are considered sacred and noble in many civilizations, representing authority and power.


    This is even more so for the Minosians.


    Because the mother of the three Minosian brothers��queen Europa, was taken away by Zeus transformed into a bull, which led to their union and the rise of the Minosian civilization.


    Therefore, in their sacred emblems, in addition to the goddess incarnated by birds and snakes, there are frequently the symbols of a bull and the Minotaur.


    If we take what King Minos said, he, as the king, was to sacrifice the bull transformed from the royal and divine power of Crete Island to Poseidon.


    According to the logic of the Age of the Gods, this meant that Crete Island would henceforth be branded by Poseidon, dominated by him.


    At the same time, this God of the Sea would replace the worship of the Great Mother Goddess and the Female Sovereign and become the primary deity worshipped by the Minosians.


    Later, once Poseidon wanted to extend the reach of his marine divinity to the land, Crete Island and the Minosian people would undoubtedly become his best stepping stone and tools.


    It must be said, this act of deception was nothing short of brilliant.


    But in the end, King Minos noticed something was amiss and chose to fight back in kind, concealing the Cretan Bull and sacrificing an ordinary bull to Poseidon instead.


    Yet, what is deemed rightful when done by Poseidon becomes sacrilege when done by King Minos.


    The disparity in power determines the measure of justice, such is the cruel reality of the Age of the Gods.


    Thus, infuriated by his failed scheme, Poseidon, under the pretext of blasphemy, cursed the bull, making King Minos''s wife develop a lust for beasts, enticing her to mate with the Cretan Bull, and consequently giving birth to the notorious Minotaur.


    If their faith was represented by such symbols, then to tarnish and defame them was the greatest insult.


    Having sorted out the main clues, Luo En looked at the old man with a hint of pity in his eyes.


    At that moment, Little Medusa, somewhat curious, spoke up.


    "What about that child?"


    "Anna!"


    Luo En raised his voice somewhat, showing annoyance.


    It was somewhat impolite to ask an old man who had suffered humiliation to revisit such a painful subject.


    "It''s alright."


    King Minos waved his hand gently, looking at Little Medusa with a soft gaze, showing a senior''s tolerance towards this little Divine Envoy, and he spoke in a deep voice.


    "He''s doing well, just locked in the underground palace. Because of the curse, he is covered in evil tendencies and can easily lose control, so he cannot be let out lightly."


    "Does he eat people then?"


    Another childlike yet offending question emerged, and Luo En couldn''t help but smile wryly, covering his face.


    "Haha, of course not! It is merely a slander spread by those city-states that fear us Minosians, to tarnish and defame our symbol."


    King Minos laughed heartily and explained patiently.


    Upon hearing this, Little Medusa patted her chest, muttering with evident relief.


    "That''s good, that''s good..."


    Being a creature of divine and monstrous nature, she feared becoming a bloodthirsty monster like those depicted in the rumors.


    Luo En, noticing her concerns, reached out annoyedly and gave her little head a vigorous rub, then turned his gaze back to King Minos.


    "So, was Daedalus also a part of Poseidon''s plan?"


    King Minos nodded, his eyes icy.


    "That man was talented, but out of jealousy and fear of his nephew Talos surpassing him, he cunningly lured the boy to the walls of Athens and pushed him off, murdering the child. Eventually, his crime was exposed, and he himself was sentenced to death by the Athenians.


    However, due to his status and contributions, he was spared death and was exiled to Crete Island.


    At the time, I was troubled by Poseidon''s curse and valued his talent, so I brought him in, hoping to give him a chance to showcase his skills in honor of the Goddess.


    But unexpectedly, he somehow conspired with Poseidon, applying the secretions of a cow in heat to the device he was making..."


    At this point, King Minos''s face became terrifyingly grim, as he clearly wished he could tear Daedalus to pieces.


    That moment, Luo En understood.


    The afflicted queen was King Minos''s wife, and knowing this, he would undoubtedly have hidden her well, while also guarding against Poseidon''s vengeance through the Cretan Bull.


    ```


    But in the end, the queen did not actively seek out the Cretan Bull to commit infidelity; rather, it was the queen, who had hidden inside the wooden cow, that was precisely targeted by the Cretan Bull that broke into the palace. And then, it happened.


    Clearly, there was something fishy about this.


    If Daedalus hadn''t tampered with it, it simply made no sense.


    Therefore, his son''s death as he crossed the Sea of Okeanos was also the retribution for his repeated wrongdoings.


    Of course, it''s also possible that Athena had a hand in it...


    "Wait, if Poseidon did such an excessive act, what about Zeus? Doesn''t he intervene? He is your father after all!"


    At this point, Hestia, who was beside him, could no longer bear it and cast aside her promise of "eating without speaking," looking somewhat indignantly toward her great-nephew.


    "Father?"


    King Minos sneered, shaking his head expressionlessly,


    "I have prayed to him countless times, but he never answered my call..."


    "Could it be that he didn''t hear you?"


    As soon as Hestia spoke, she immediately shook her head subconsciously, dismissing her own suggestion.


    The countenance of a god must not be looked upon directly.


    The name of a god must not be called upon lightly.


    Such matters relating to faith and divinity, repeatedly mentioned, couldn''t possibly go unnoticed by Zeus, the god summoned by these calls.


    Moreover, King Minos himself was of the pure bloodline of Zeus and the mortal divine consort, Europa.


    Just by the connection between father and son, it was impossible for Zeus to feel nothing about it.


    For a moment, Hestia, unable to think of an answer, was somewhat bewildered.


    "Before, I also couldn''t understand and thought it was because I had first broken my oath; he couldn''t��and wouldn''t��stand up for me, nor confront his own brother."


    King Minos spoke lightly, as if he had anticipated this all along, then his words turned ironic.


    "Until one day, the Lady Goddess told me��I shouldn''t worship the Great Mother Goddess more than the Father God, nor should I think of offering the real Cretan Bull as a sacrifice to her to atone for my sins."


    So that was it!


    Luo En''s eyes shone brightly as the final puzzle in his mind unraveled.


    Zeus was not unaware; on the contrary, he knew from the beginning about Poseidon''s trick!


    For without his tacit approval, how could the God of the Sea extract the divinity and incarnate sovereign power of Crete Island from the promised land he had given to his sons?


    And the reason for all of this was simple.


    The belief of the Minosians in the Great Mother Goddess surpassed that in the Father God.


    Even King Minos had planned to sacrifice the divinity, left by Zeus, to Athena.


    This undoubtedly violated the taboo of the Divine King.


    After all, the curse buried within the blood of the Titans is something that had always deprived the Divine King of sleep.


    But Zeus probably never anticipated, despite his many precautions, that the Cretan Bull, which embodied the royal authority and divinity of Crete, after many twists and turns, would still end up as a sacrifice for Athena.


    With the decline of the Minos civilization, the uncontrolled Cretan Bull ran rampant on the island of Crete, causing disasters with its fiery breath.


    It wasn''t until Hercules, burdened with the Twelve Labors, arrived on Crete and subdued the Bull, offering it, intact, to Hera.


    However, the queen of the heavens, whether she was unaware of its value or deliberately wishing to humiliate, released the sacrifice that Hercules had made to her.


    In the end, the Cretan Bull was captured by the Athenian prince Theseus and, as a sacrifice, offered to Athena.


    With a cold smile in his heart, Luo En looked up at his brother, whose hair was almost entirely white, his face aged and sorrowful, and his eyes filled with pity.


    "So, since then, you have ceased worship of the Father God?"


    "If the gods no longer favor men, then men have no obligation to worship them."


    King Minos nodded quietly, his calm words laced with a faint irony.


    "Besides, it was Prometheus, the foreteller, who created our bodies, and it was the Great Mother Goddess Athena who gave us our souls. The gods merely crafted this diorama called ''the world''."


    "..."


    Hestia, one of the Chief Gods, opened her mouth to argue but ultimately found herself speechless, choosing to bite her lip and look down as she continued with her meal.

 Chapter 73 69: Just Want to Mess Around, Not Looking to Die

    "Enough said about these old stories," said King Minos, snapping back to the present and turning his attention to the enigmatic sage favored by Goddess Athena, addressing the most pressing trouble at hand.


    "Regarding the beast tide, what suggestions do you have?"


    "Can you calculate the next time they will act?" Luo En countered.


    "Despite losing many Sea Beasts and monsters, it''s far from a devastating blow to them. After all, there are too many of these creatures in the Sea of Okeanos, and it seems they are constantly gathering near Crete Island."


    At this point, King Minos''s face turned somewhat ugly.


    "Based on their current rate of assembly, it won''t take three days before they can replenish their numbers, and at that time, I fear they will launch a second wave of attack."


    Luo En took a sip of the fruit wine in his cup and added solemnly.


    "Furthermore, with the first probing attempt, they should have roughly determined the defense capabilities of Crete Island. The intensity of the second beast tide will likely escalate dramatically, and at that time, more of those with Divine Blood are expected to join the battle."


    Suddenly, the atmosphere at the dining table became even more oppressive.


    "The battle has not yet begun; such expressions are not very good, are they?"


    Luo En lightened the somber mood with a slight jest and began to share his general thoughts.


    "My suggestion is, while the Sea Beasts are regrouping, to move the population as quickly as possible, preserve the living force, and build fortresses along the coast. We need to construct a tiered defense, linking the cities of Crete into a cohesive whole. We must block the enemy''s advance at every step, delaying as much as possible, and trade space for time..."


    "Just delaying won''t suffice, considering the influx of refugees, the reserves of food, weapons, and medicine in the city are unlikely to last through winter," King Minos reminded in a low voice, hesitation in his eyes.


    "Don''t worry, our adversaries are more anxious than we are," Luo En reassured with a contemplative smile, pointing toward distant Mount Olympus.


    "Crete Island is a strategic passage in and out of the Sea of Okeanos. To cut off this connection from the outside world, they would need to blockade a significant portion of the nearby sea. Such a large disturbance cannot last long, unless these Sea Beasts intend to oppose the whole of Greece.


    If that were the case, it would be just right to issue a call to arms, inviting the heroes of all city-states. Delphi, Corinth, Thebes, Sparta... Don''t forget to send word to these renowned city-states. For the future of Greece, we need to unite and join forces on Crete Island to confront this natural calamity of the beast tide and reopen the maritime routes blocked by the beasts."


    Even Hestia could discern the malicious intent behind this candid response.


    Delphi is Apollo''s domain, Corinth worships the Sun God Helios, Thebes and Sparta have ties to the War God Ares; enlisting so many city-states would effectively drag various deities into the fray, forcing them to re-choose their sides.


    By then, Poseidon, the ruler of the oceans, would be the one on the hot seat.


    As for why not invite the heroes of those city-states right now, the reason is simple.


    Without a related loss of interests, why would they readily agree to stand up for the Minosians?


    Apparently, this beast tide wasn''t an unsolvable problem, as long as we could drag it out long enough.


    "Don''t celebrate too early..."


    But the light moment of fortune was immediately crushed by Luo En''s next languid rumination as he rubbed his temples, his gaze tranquil and deep.


    "If we can figure this out, our opponents must be aware of it, too.


    Therefore, the longer it lasts, the more intense the beast tide will become. If we rest all our hopes on passive defense, we may only find ourselves waiting for death.


    So, we must prepare for a counterattack, waiting for the other side to become impatient first, to expose the commander behind the beast tide.


    Then we can concentrate our superior forces, find an opening, and execute a beheading strike, taking down the target!


    Once that is done, the leaderless beast tide will naturally retreat deep into the Sea of Okeanos, and the crisis on Crete Island will be temporarily resolved..."


    Hearing this clear overall strategy, King Minos''s thoughts clarified as if the clouds had parted, and he felt invigorated. In his excitement, he turned his intense gaze upon the wise man spoken of by the Goddess.


    "In that case, I would like you to take on the role of Legion Commander, in full charge of the battle situation!"


    "No!"


    Luo En waved his hands in refusal, without the slightest hesitation.


    "I''m only good at coming up with ideas, not experienced in marching and fighting. Putting so many lives in my hands will only lead to harm," he said.


    He who knows others is wise; he who knows himself is enlightened.


    Luo En had survived to this day largely because of his self-awareness.


    He could stir up trouble but didn''t want to court death.


    And large-scale military operations are not a board game. As an outsider, the slightest mistake could lead to countless deaths.


    Of course, causing deaths was secondary; if the whole situation collapsed, he would essentially be digging his own grave.


    Besides, his greatest advantage was staying hidden in the shadows. Once he exposed himself too much in public, attracting the attention of the gods of Olympus would be an even greater loss.


    Hearing the firm refusal, King Minos couldn''t help but cool down, and his appreciation for the young sage before him increased profoundly, his gaze filled with deep admiration and approval.


    It''s rare to find people who can maintain their composure and self-awareness in the face of power.


    Unfortunately, his own sons lacked this talent.


    But then, King Minos was in a dilemma.


    "However, without a proper position, your actions are inevitably hampered by certain factors."


    "How about this��"


    Luo En''s eyes flickered as he stroked Little Medusa''s head and smiled as he presented the contingency plan he had already prepared.


    "Although Anna is the Divine Envoy chosen by the Goddess, she doesn''t have a dedicated priest. I can temporarily serve as her scribe, responsible for recording and delivering messages."


    "Good, we will do as you suggest!"


    King Minos nodded repeatedly, fully agreeing to the arrangement.


    As Luo En and King Minos further finalized the details of accommodating the population and building the nearshore defense system, the banquet gradually came to an end.


    With the tables a mess, everyone full from the meal, the four of them slowly stood up.


    "There is probably a lot to prepare and deal with today, so I won''t keep you," said King Minos.


    In the face of crisis, as the host, King Minos was not being courteous. After calling for his second daughter to escort the guests, he strode towards the royal palace''s administrative hall.


    It wouldn''t be long before the wave of beasts would return. He needed to use the time wisely to arrange everything that could be arranged.


    Watching the almost entirely white-haired old man in the sunlight, Luo En couldn''t help feeling an inexplicable sense of empathy for the dying rabbit and the grieving fox.


    As divine offspring, they were merely playthings in the gods'' games as long as they couldn''t transcend the bonds of fate.


    However, that subtle emotion lasted only a brief moment.


    Luo En, who had already forged a resilient heart through various hardships, waved to the two behind him.


    "Let''s go, it''s getting late," he said.


    The understated yet luxurious carriage rolled out of the palace, through the much quieter streets of Knossos City, and came to a steady stop in front of Hestia''s home, with the three disembarking one by one.


    Approaching the door, Luo En turned back to look at Princess Ariadne, who had accompanied him, and asked in a deep voice.


    "Can the temple obtain the specific military and population data of Crete Island, as well as a map of the whole territory''s terrain and rivers?"


    "All of that should be in the archives," Princess Ariadne nodded and offered, "If you need them, I''ll have someone send them immediately."


    In the earliest stages of civilization, Western priests often held the power of the gods and were also the bearers of culture and knowledge.


    Asking them was often more reliable than asking lower-level officials.


    Seeing the intelligent princess so understanding, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, waved his farewell, and stepped into his house.


    But as soon as he casually closed the door, an unbearable voice echoed loudly in the living room.


    "How could Zeus do this!"

 Chapter 74 70 Zeus: Greatness, no need for further words!

    "That''s his own flesh and blood! What did he do to deserve such humiliation?!"


    At this moment, Hestia, who had held back all the way from the palace, couldn''t restrain herself any longer, indignantly accusing her dear brother on behalf of a certain great-nephew.


    "His own flesh and blood?"


    Luo En sneered and shook his head, his eyes brimming with mockery.


    "Hah, if anyone stands in his way, he wouldn''t even spare his own father, let alone a son."


    "...We... Zeus, it was a last resort!"


    Hestia, who had almost misspoken, quickly corrected herself, defending her brother who once had saved their siblings and together overthrown the cruel reign of their father, Kronos.


    "Moreover, he shows feeling for the lovers he''s bonded with and for the children who share his bloodline, having rescued those persecuted mothers and children from Hera''s grasp time and time again."


    "Oh? Really?"


    Luo En raised an eyebrow at Hestia, who was eager to clarify, his expression a mix of amusement and disbelief.


    "If he''s so responsible, then where was he when the goddess of childbirth, Leto, was struggling in labor?


    Where was he when his daughter Persephone was abducted by Hades and forcefully kept in the Netherworld?


    Where was he when the Agriculture God, Demeter, searched in vain for Persephone and was defiled by Poseidon?


    Who turned Io into a little cow and gave her to Hera for punishment?


    Who caused the children of Europa to become bitter enemies?


    And who is responsible for the humiliation suffered by King Minos?"


    With each successive question, Hestia pursed her lips, a struggle evident in her eyes.


    "Is it..."


    "Is it because of Hera''s jealousy? Hades''s schemes? Poseidon''s shamelessness? Or the unpredictability of human nature?"


    Before Hestia could argue, Luo En spoke first, his smile growing even wider.


    "Enough, stop pushing all the blame onto others. The Divine King holds the supreme authority; if he wished, who in all of Olympus could defy his will?"


    "..."


    Hestia fell silent, yet after a moment, she still seemed unable to let go, murmuring quietly.


    "Perhaps, maybe he was just deceived, he just didn''t want to see Olympus fall into conflict..."


    It was probably because Zeus had rescued the five of them from the belly of their father, Kronos, and was willing to share his power after the war that this Goddess of the Hearth had such a beautifying filter for her brother, always reluctant to think ill of him.


    "Even now, even after King Minos told you everything himself, can''t you see it��the king of Olympus sees things clearer than anyone else."


    Luo En looked at this gullible sister of the Divine King''s family, sneered and shook his head, then his thin lips curved upward in a cold arc as he spoke eerily.


    "Moreover, he''s greatly responsible for the strife of Olympus, just as he is for the calamity facing the Minosians!"


    What?!


    Caught off guard by this revelation, Hestia was struck as if by thunder, causing the Goddess of the Hearth to look up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief.


    "This is impossible!"


    Seeing that Hestia was still unconvinced, Luo En''s smile faded slightly.


    "Alright then, I ask you, why does Ares, as the War God, only have authority over war, while the crucial power of victory was instead given to Athena?"


    "Because, because Ares is reckless, and uncontrolled military power only brings disaster and conflict, therefore victory requires wisdom to handle, which is why only Athena is suited!"


    Hestia reflexively responded, her logic self-consistent, bolstering her confidence as her eyes grew brighter.


    "And, to ensure Athena kept this power of victory, he split the Aegis Shield in two, bestowing it upon that child, which sufficiently proves his favoritism towards Athena!"


    "Ares brings disaster and conflict? Ha, since when did the gods, who reigned with violence and once unleashed a devastating flood, become so loving? As for favoritism towards Athena?"


    Luo En couldn''t help but laugh coldly at this nai?ve thought.


    "So, what do you think Ares would feel about having the power of victory taken from him? What about Hera, the Queen of Heaven?"


    "...!"


    Hestia started, her voice a bit hoarse.


    "So, that''s why Ares has always been at odds with Athena?"


    "It''s not just Ares..."


    Luo En scoffed, his purple eyes dark and inscrutable, as if seeing through the seemingly splendid exterior of the Divine King to his most fundamental wicked desires and filth.


    "Poseidon also wanted that power, which is why he caused all sorts of troubles for Crete Island, all to pressure Athena, as the great mother of the Minosians, into submission!"


    "Won''t Zeus intervene at all?"


    Hestia instinctively blurted out, bristling with indignation.


    "You see, you''re being foolish again, right?"


    Luo En rolled his eyes at this forgetful Goddess of the Hearth, directly piercing through her nai?vete?.


    "Isn''t this precisely what Zeus wants to see? He''d rather have Olympus in complete disarray, with no one able to restrain or threaten his sovereignty!"


    Hestia''s mouth opened, but no words came out to defend her divine brother.


    Seeing the gullible sister of the Divine King''s family still lost in her illusions, Luo En decided to speak plainly, to prevent her from being swayed by Zeus''s few words later on.


    "Not just the besieged situation Athena finds herself in now, Ares being stripped of the power of victory and reduced to a god of defeat, is likely also part of his plan."

 Chapter 75 70 Zeus: Greatness, no need for further words!_2

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    "Why?" Hestia couldn''t understand, or perhaps she was unwilling to understand.


    "The reason is simple, Ares is Hera''s dearest younger son, the mighty god of war. If he were to possess the authority of victory, along with his mother''s indulgence, it''s hard to guarantee he wouldn''t repeat the old story of the Divine King''s family. Kronos, as well as Zeus himself, both ascended to power in this way. Therefore, the divine authority of war must be divided."


    Athena is different, though. She''s alone, without a family. Even if she''s powerful, she can''t garner the support of most of the chief gods of Olympus. At the very least, she definitely can''t get past Hera and Ares,"


    And in an environment surrounded by formidable enemies, she is destined to obediently rely on Zeus and become a tool for this Father God to divide Olympus."


    If you don''t believe it, think about it yourself. If Zeus truly cherished this daughter and couldn''t bear to see Athena suffer the slightest grievance, why wouldn''t he release her mother Metis? And why did he swallow the pregnant Goddess of Wisdom directly into his stomach?"


    Luo En glanced at Hestia, whose face was turning pale, as he further tore apart the seemingly glorious facade of Olympus to reveal the dirty flesh beneath.


    "Likewise, the conflict between the craftsman god and mother Hera is also no coincidence."


    If that so-called good father really cared about his son and peace in Olympus, he should have acted to stop Hera from abandoning Hephaestus before it happened, not after the craftsman god became lame and his heart filled with resentment towards Hera. Only then did he command Hermes to bring him back to Olympus and falsely preside over the mother-son reconciliation, to showcase his own fairness and magnanimity, even going as far as to have Aphrodite, who was entangled with Ares, married to Hephaestus."


    Look, how happily those three of the mother-son trio are fighting now. Their brains are almost spilling out, basically cutting off the possibility of uniting."


    The sarcasm in his voice was particularly grating. Hestia, who had always believed there was still a semblance of warmth in her family, recognized the scenes concerning the queen mother and her children on Olympus, turning an even uglier shade as she turned her head away.


    "You don''t want to listen? No problem, there''s more!"


    Luo En did a reversal, smiling coldly.


    "There''s also the matter between the nurturing goddess Leto and Hera, Apollo and Artemis were almost stillborn, they naturally oppose Ares;"


    "The agriculture goddess Demeter''s daughter was abducted by Hades and she herself was defiled by Poseidon, thus harboring resentment towards the God of the Sea and the god of Hades;"


    "The Divine Envoy Hermes is Zeus'' eyes and ears, and with a grandfather who''s a Titan traitor serving his sentence, of course, he must cling tightly to this ''good father'';"


    "Plus you, Artemis, Athena has sworn to remain chaste, severing further the possibility of marital alliances..."


    "So, look, all the main gods of Olympus have their own clear antagonists, all busy with internal strife. Who then, can pose a threat to the position of Zeus as the Divine King?"


    "If this is love..."


    "Heh, I''m afraid not only Athena but also Apollo, Artemis, Ares, and Hephaestus, every one of them, would have to ''thank'' this ''good father god''!"


    Listening to this analysis, word by word, and seeing the bloody truth, Hestia, who always believed there was still some warmth in the family, turned a bit pale, her tightly clenched teeth leaving a clear blood mark on her cherry lips.


    After a long silence, the despondent Goddess of the Hearth spoke dryly.


    "Then, does Athena know?"


    "Of course she knows!"


    Luo En nodded lightly, his expression remaining unflustered.


    "But what choice does she have?"


    "..."


    The Goddess of the Hearth, the guardian of domestic tranquility, looked up at Mount Olympus bathed in starlight with a dim and vacant gaze, murmuring softly.


    "He wasn''t like this before..."


    "Don''t make excuses for him. You just didn''t see him clearly."


    Luo En ruthlessly tore away the last bit of warmth in the Divine King''s family, his gaze deep and penetrating.


    "Wake up. From Uranus to Kronos, then from Kronos to Zeus... every Divine King is this way."


    "And the reason why Zeus became the ultimate victor is not because of fairness and sternness or his warm and generous nature."


    "On the contrary, he is the most forbearing, the smartest, the most ruthless, and the coldest of all the Divine Kings!"


    In the echoing cold sneer, Luo En''s eyes, which had long seen the true nature of the Titan bloodline, were filled with endless scorn and coldness, speaking deliberately.


    "He never loved anyone from beginning to end. He only loves himself!"


    The lingering sound gradually faded to silence. The goddess who guarded domestic tranquility stared blankly at Mount Olympus bathed in the cold starlight, unconsciously wrapping her arms around her chest and tightening her body as if feeling an endless chill from the prolonged dark night.


    It seemed that the cruel truth had hit Hestia hard.


    For days on end, the Goddess of the Hearth stared blankly at the perpetually burning hearth, her thoughts unknown.


    Luo En intended to dissuade her but ultimately didn''t interfere with Hestia''s reflection.


    Some things are beyond persuasion and need to be resolved personally.


    And indeed, sea monsters and beasts were steadily heading to Crete Island, regrouping nearby.


    In just two days, not only had their number surpassed that of the first wave by twice, but there had also been frequent sightings of Divine Blood clans among them.


    Likewise, the cities of Crete, under King Minos'' command, began frantically relocating their populations and constructing seaside defenses, preparing for the inevitable war.


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 Chapter 76 70 Zeus: Greatness, no need for further words!_3

    Luo En, serving as a temporary advisor, was naturally so busy that his feet barely touched the ground.


    Every day he needed to stick by Little Medusa''s side, taking on the role of an external brain, moving across defense lines, military camps, temples, palaces, and other places. Using this Divine Envoy''s mouth, he would offer suggestions, trying his best to fix any loopholes in the design of defenses, personnel placement, strategic planning, and other such areas.


    With such a busy schedule, Luo En naturally had no time to persuade Hestia to digest the trivial matters of the Divine King''s family, and could only dedicate his limited energy to the preparations for war.


    Although he didn''t have much practical experience, thanks to the nature of his job, he had frequently consulted historical data on epic wars from ancient times to the present, all over the world.


    The stones of other mountains can be used to polish jade.


    All he needed to do was suggest ideas, and leave the specific operations and implementation to the professionals.


    However, even so, the priests, sacrificers, and generals began to look at this scribe with increasing fervor, incessantly praising the Goddess''s wisdom in their spoken words.


    Clearly, they believed that all these arrangements were the will of Goddess Athena.


    About this, Luo En was happy not to clarify.


    With Athena as a banner to attract attention, he could not only safely plot in the shadows, but also make the Minosians believe that the Goddess was with them, greatly boosting morale, so why not?


    After all, this was Greece.


    As the progeny of Zeus, the more prominent one was, the more trouble they courted.


    The coerced Divine Envoy Athena, the dishonored sagacious King Minos, the great hero Hercules forced to complete the twelve labors... Each of these siblings'' experiences testified to this truth.


    Thus, abiding by the principle of caution, Luo En continuously traveled back and forth between the various defense lines and citadels, advising the Minosians and refining the coastal defenses against the tide of beasts according to King Minos''s plans.


    As time trickled by, the two powers, facing each other across the sea, seemed to be engaged in a military competition of amassing troops and armor.


    Two vast powder kegs approached each other, waiting for the collision that would ignite them and set off an earth-shattering blast.


    Finally, on the third night.


    A beam of crimson light arose from the sea, slashing through the heavy night curtain, streaking across the sky, and striking directly upon the city wall constructed along the coast.


    "Buzz!"


    At the same time, the dense Hermes Script etched into the stone surface of the wall''s exterior started reacting successively, furiously gathering the ether from the air, forming one after another overlapping, compound, giant magic barriers.


    "Boom����!"


    Amidst the roar resembling that of heavy artillery, crisscrossing streams of ether light rampaged, shooting in all directions, the earth trembled incessantly and the sea whipped up towering waves.


    In a dense swarm, the Sea Beasts that had starved for three to four days, driven by those with Divine Blood and stimulated by the scent of blood, roared and howled, madly charging towards the obstacle before them, eager to tear down this wall and revel in the blood and fire.


    Through a sky nearly as bright as day, the front-line defenders from the city-states of Crete breathed deeply, bit hard on their lower lip to suppress the fear growing in their hearts, and mustered a desperate courage from within. They flung their spears forcefully and triggered their crossbows.


    In an instant, spears flew and arrows shot through the air.


    "Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"


    "Thud thud thud thud!"


    Suddenly, flesh tore, and blood sprayed.


    On this isolated island, [human] and [beast], [life] and [death], collided fiercely, officially playing out the overture to the war''s commencement!

 Chapter 77 77: Shelf Speech

    It''s finally going to be released, this should count as my official fourth book.


    Maybe I was born unlucky, but I''ve always had a bit of a jinxed aura when it comes to writing; luck was never really on my side.


    For my first book: I completed 1.1 million words, all for free. It was a passion project from my university days, updated inconsistently with green prose, so I didn''t feel right using it to make a living. I wrote it in my spare time from college and work, purely powered by love.


    My second book: At that time, the pandemic struck, work was problematic, and staying at home without any income, I thought why not turn a hobby into a career and see if I could make a living out of it. Fortune was reasonably kind �C I managed to sign a contract and even got a small feature, ending up writing a total of 2.7 million words.


    And then, as expected, something unexpected happened.


    Just days after completing the book, due to its theme involving a foundation, over 300 of more than 1000 chapters were banned, and I couldn''t make enough changes to salvage it.


    Not only had I lost my source of income, but I also made a spur-of-the-moment decision to take on a mortgage, and ended up owing quite a lot of debt to relatives.


    I had no choice but to grit my teeth and start another book.


    My third book: 4.2 million words, also lucky enough to gain recognition on a small website. I pushed myself day and night, and just about managed to make ends meet, pay off the debts, and keep up with the mortgage.


    And then, as expected, something unexpected happened again.


    In January 2023, just as I was about to finish, due to excessive use of my eyes, one of my retinas detached. Over the New Year, my brother dragged me to Tianjin Eye Hospital for surgery, and I was laid up for four months.


    However, by April or May, once I could get out of bed, I still continued the unfinished part, and even though not many people were following it anymore, I proudly completed it in November.


    I had no other thoughts, just a simple feeling that I owed it to my books and my readers to take some responsibility.


    Of course, being hospitalized for a while and not working for most of the year, my household was struggling again, such is the trouble of being an adult.


    Difficult as it may be, life has to go on.


    So, that''s how the fourth book came to be.


    Actually, the little story about time-traveling at the start isn''t all made up. A high school classmate of mine, who worked in educational training, encountered heart rhythm issues. He was lucky, pulled through, and left the hospital. But after that, he left Beijing and went back to his hometown to become a primary school teacher.


    As for me, I feel like after all these years, my body is practically on a red alert, suffering from insomnia, anxiety, palpitations, high blood pressure, cervical spine issues �C not one of the occupational diseases of writers has missed me.


    So, not knowing how much longer I can write, I will take each book seriously as if it were my last.


    As long as the dear readers grace me with enough to eat and I can cover the basic living expenses, I will complete the book normally, my integrity is quite intact.


    Last but not least, I thank the reader lords who have always supported and tipped me.


    And to those reading this, who are like parents providing food and clothing, if you like this book, please subscribe, or if that''s not too convenient, at least give it the initial token subscription. This is very important to us authors, I humbly ask for your support.


    The book launches tomorrow at noon, with five updates.


    I wish everyone peace, joy, good health, and smooth sailing in all things.

 Chapter 78 71: A Drop of Water in Need, Shall be Repaid with a Spring in Deed

    Crete Island, coastal fortress.


    After the sturdy defense lines, which were built from clay, volcanic ash, granite, and rubble and layered with densely packed defensive spells, were in place, a burly young man with bronze armor and a classical Greek face, characterized by brown-black curls, surveyed the sea where a dark line of Sea Beasts was steadily advancing amid a rain of arrows and long-range Magic Power beams, methodically giving out commands.


    "At 800 meters, crossbowmen retreat and reload! Casters, move up to suppress!"


    With that resonant voice, amplified by a series of resonance spells, spreading throughout the entire army, the male priests and female priestesses arrayed along the narrow defense line began to assemble in an orderly fashion.


    Some chanted in the ancient language of Hermes to lay the groundwork for magic arrays that would attack or disrupt, while others sang rites composed in divine language to pray to the goddesses they worshipped, exchanging their spiritual faith for divine blessings and protection for the entire army.


    For a moment, intersecting halos of light ignited among the poised ranks of troops.


    Frantically amassing and surging Aether Magical Energy Particles coalesced into forms like magic projectiles, flames, wind blades, and Rock Spears, raining down like meteors upon the area where the sea met the shallows.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    In an instant, the first wave of Sea Beasts that made it to shore didn''t even have time to scream before they turned into flying limbs and splattered flesh.


    Crimson blood pooled into streams, and bits of flesh scattered across the ground.


    However, the initial victory did not drive the following Sea Beast tide to retreat; instead, the spreading scent of blood further unleashed their ferocity.


    Even more creatures, driven by a desire to devour, to feed, to slaughter, heeded the call of the Divine Blood kin in the sea. They embarked upon this small island, traversing over the bodies of their kin, pressing on toward the visible coastal defense line despite the bombardment of magic and divine spells.


    Gradually, the priests and priestesses could no longer withstand the tremendous spiritual and Magic Power expenditure, and the frequency of their attacks noticeably decreased.


    In just a quarter of an hour, numerous Sea Beasts had passed the range of the casters'' focused fire, dragging their blood-drenched, slimy bodies toward the coastal fortress.


    The brown-black curled young man tasked with command concentrated deeply, fixing his gaze on the advancing positions of the creatures, silently counting the distance in his mind.


    700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters...!


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    As the Sea Beasts navigating the forebeach entered within 500 meters, a series of pre-set magic traps explosively detonated one after another.


    Thousands of deep-sea creatures were flung into the air by the violent explosions, their densely packed formation plunging into chaos in the blink of an eye.


    Opportunity!


    Seeing this, the brown-black curled young man''s eyes sharpened. He raised his arm high and then swung it down forcefully, bellowing a crisp command.


    "Spear Throwers, release!"


    Over five hundred robust warriors, with long and powerful arms, were bolstered by the chanting of rites. They leaned back, their torsos arching dramatically like taut longbows. Once they had gathered enough force, they forcefully launched their spears, hurling them forward.


    "Thud, thud, thud, thud!"


    Each spear traced a desolate arc in mid-air, accompanied by a piercing howl, and plunged rapidly toward the ground, pinning down the strangely varied Sea Beasts in the front line to the earth.


    Swiftly after, dark red runes flickered upon the spears that struck their targets, and then the spears burst entirely, transforming into a myriad of metal shards that violently shot out in all directions.


    In an instant, the Sea Beasts that were attempting to climb over the corpses of their companions to continue their advance were riddled with this sudden barrage of metal shrapnel.


    It''s too brutal...


    At this moment, the young commander with brownish-black short hair, looking at the crimson mincemeat and scattered organs in front of him, murmured under his breath, unable to resist turning his head to look at a silver-haired, purple-eyed scribe among the group of spellcasters.


    Engraving Burst Runes on spears, timing their activation, and using the metal shards for secondary damage to the enemies nearby��this man was the one who taught him this craft.


    At that moment, Luo En, sensing the gaze upon him, looked up at that young commander with the brownish-black short hair, his lips curled into a smile, which, together with his handsome and pale face, made him seem innocent and harmless.


    Thanks to the assistance of those members of the Atlantean Guard, he had either directly or indirectly developed many treacherous new tactics.


    As they say, "A droplet of kindness (revenge) should be repaid with a gushing spring."


    To thank those selfless sacrifices and contributions of the ocean''s offspring along the way, these hard-won achievements should naturally be prioritized for their use.


    Gazing at the battlefield strewn with blood and flesh before the shore, and the sea beasts, who had not even touched the defensive walls'' facade after three waves of assaults, Luo En felt inexplicably relieved, with a faint hint of schadenfreude on his face.


    Well, benefiting from an excellent family tradition, his heart didn''t seem to be all that big.


    Finally, after sacrificing thousands of sea beasts, those amphibious deep-sea monsters had at last piled up a blood path with their comrades'' bodies, getting close to the towering coastal fortress.


    However, after several rounds of decimation, their numbers were lamentably few, and virtually all of them were injured, their movements sluggish and stiff.


    "Imperial Guard, shields up, spears ready, prepare to meet the enemy!"


    With the change of command, a series of solid shields rose on the city walls, and long spears thrust out from the gaps, skewering the handful of sea beasts that had climbed up onto the high walls, one after another.


    Instantly, the monsters, already on their last legs, could not withstand the assault and fell from the walls, wailing as they plummeted, smashing into a pile of flesh on the ground.


    Seeing how easily this formidable wave of beasts was held back in front of the fortress, the soldiers, originally anxious, settled down with traces of joy on their faces.


    And watching the slowing and even retreating rhythm of the beast tide in front of the defensive line, the young commander with the brownish-black curly hair also couldn''t help but let out a sigh of relief and slowly relaxed his clenched fists.


    Luo En, from the rear, watched the young commander''s outstanding performance at the forefront, and couldn''t help but nod silently.


    ��Androgeos.


    He was King Minos''s eldest son, the designated heir to the throne of Crete Island. Although his abilities didn''t surpass those of his sister, the high priestess, he possessed considerable talents in leading and governing the military and could be regarded as the one somewhat commendable offspring in the hands of King Minos.


    Facing the overwhelming tide of beasts, King Minos, in a time when the life and death of Crete Island hung in the balance, naturally couldn''t afford to consider issues like checks and balances, and decisively put his eldest son in charge of the army.


    The other two somewhat capable sons, Catreus and Lykaithos, were assigned to the flanks, under the command of their elder brother Androgeos.


    Despite their father''s violent ascent to power serving as an example and the brothers'' constant rivalry, both open and covert.


    Yet when faced with a formidable enemy invasion, they all understood the basic principle that there are no whole eggs under an overturned nest.


    Therefore, the brothers in arms, fighting side by side, managed to coordinate well and successfully won the first round.


    Only...


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the three princes in the military formation, finally settling on Androgeos, the eldest prince, with a barely noticeable wistfulness in his eyes.


    This prince was somewhat capable, but his fate didn''t seem all that great.

 Chapter 79 72 Im going to open a shop now

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    If I remember correctly, the Great Prince of the Minosians will, in the future, participate in Athens'' Panathenaic Games and win all prizes, only to be envied by the Athenian youths. Subsequently, on his way to Thebes, he will be ambushed and killed by the Athenians.


    Thus, the enmity between the Minosians and Athenians began. As the Chief God worshiped by both cities, Athena could only watch this fratricidal farce unfold.


    I wonder if the shadows of the gods are still lurking behind this.


    As Luo En pondered silently, he inadvertently looked up and saw in the dim starlight of the night, dense black dots seemed to drift across the sky.


    Wait! They weren''t dots! It was a large group of flying monsters!


    As Luo En''s gaze sharpened, his wide-open purple eyes reflected the silhouettes of birds with human faces.


    "Above! Siren harpies!"


    The warning shout from a scribe behind startled the Great Prince, and his soothed heartstrings immediately tightened. He bellowed out loud at once.


    "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!


    It''s the Divine Blood clan! Activate the Defensive Charms, now!"


    In an instant, the message was relayed, the warning magic circles on the watchtowers were activated simultaneously, and the desolate sound of horns echoed along the entire coastline, spreading towards Knossos Royal City.


    Compared to the amphibious Sea Beasts, these Divine Blood relatives with the ability to fly had the advantage of bypassing high walls, diving straight into the heartland city-states of Crete Island.


    "Take cover! Take cover!"


    The troops stationed within the city, upon seeing the signals along the coastline, immediately sounded the alarms and called out loudly.


    "Everyone, get inside immediately, lock your doors and windows, and don''t come out!"


    Simultaneously, a fierce wind gusted, dust rose, and the currents lifted by the wind swept across houses and streets, leaving behind a sharp wail.


    The residents in Knossos City, who were a bit confused at first, now rushed into nearby houses with pale faces as if jolted awake from a dream.


    Prior beast waves were mostly limited to landings from the sea, and this fixed mode of attack led them to believe subconsciously that as long as the coastline was defended, Knossos City would be absolutely safe.


    However, the vast sea was home not only to amphibious sea monsters but also to the Divine Blood relatives capable of flight!


    This sudden change immediately disrupted the Minosians'' defensive rhythm.


    After a number of limited-range arrows were fired to little effect, most not even touching the feathers of the Siren harpies but being blown away by the surrounding chaotic air currents.


    "Spellcasters! Spellcasters! Hurry, intercept them!"


    Amidst the loud roars of the Great Prince on the city walls, the somewhat listless priests and sorcerers had no choice but to gulp down Magic Potions to restore their energy. They rallied their spirits, combined spells, and targeted a large group of Siren harpies trying to cross the coastal defense line.


    As everyone knows, these bird-bodied, human-faced monsters could use their singing to charm ordinary people''s minds.


    Once they entered the city and sang to the defenseless ordinary residents, the consequences would be unthinkable.


    At that moment, as spellcasters frantically drained their magic power to intercept through the air, dazzling beams of light pierced the sky, blasting over a dozen low-flying Siren harpies into pieces, scattering across the sky.


    However, as relatives of Divine Blood, even if these Siren harpies were degraded products of diluted bloodlines, they still possessed decent intelligence.


    Therefore, they immediately let out plaintive and piercing feminine cries to disrupt the spellcasters'' incantations while frantically flapping their wings to gain altitude and dodge the attacks coming from the ground.


    In the midst of those successive mournful wails, the spellcasters were struck with splitting headaches, making their ground-to-air offense and suppression falter.


    For a time, a serious gap appeared in the defense circle above the coastline.


    Fortunately, at this critical juncture, archers and crossbowmen on both flanks completed their new round of rest and reloading and shot their arrows just in time.


    Although the damage was minor, this volley succeeded in angering the Siren harpies, causing them to turn their attention to the coastal fortress that kept posing obstacles below.


    "Devour them!"


    "Kill them!"


    "Tear them to pieces!"


    The Siren harpies in mid-air cried out in their rage and dove toward the coastal fortress on the ground.


    ```


    The noise mixed with psychic attacks made the heads of the fortress''s defenders ache to the point of splitting, and their attacks immediately slowed down.


    And as the aerial firepower coverage weakened, the circling Sirens immediately seized the opportunity--swooping down in the chaos, grabbing soldiers one by one, and then cruelly rising high before releasing their claws.


    The outcome of falling from a hundred meters at extreme speed can well be imagined.


    One by one, the bodies smashed against the city walls, smearing them with a ground full of crimson.


    Following that, these Sirens even cleverly targeted those spellcasters who posed the greatest threat, hoping to prioritize the extermination of these human artillery while they were mentally exhausted.


    "Form shields! Raise spears!"


    Seeing the chaos spread further, the Crown Prince immediately roared, steadying the hearts and minds of everyone, causing the soldiers to instinctively follow the command, forming a tight formation and moving closer to the surrounding spellcasters.


    The Sirens, ready to expand their victories, naturally would not just sit back and watch these humans stabilize their formation and immediately swooped down again.


    "Think again!"


    Accompanied by a crisp shout, a small purple figure leapt into the air, and with it opened a pair of bronze wings, casting forward through the air.


    "Chi chi chi chi!"


    Instantaneously, dozens of bronze bird feathers shot out like arrows, breaking through the air and smashing the hearts of more than a dozen Sirens.


    Under the power of absolute strength, the formation of the Sirens was thoroughly torn apart, no longer daring to approach the range of that small purple figure.


    They abandoned their dense formation, trying to bypass the dangerous presence of the purple-haired young girl, and prepared to encircle her from both flanks to capture and kill the frail ordinary humans behind her.


    However, having found a moment to breathe, the fortress''s soldiers had already tightened their ranks under the command of the Crown Prince.


    Rows of impenetrable round shields and the piercing spears thrusting out from the gaps between them made it so that the swooping Sirens had nowhere to extend their claws. Instead, taken by surprise, two or three of their younger beings below the rank of Gold were impaled and killed.


    That the noble Divine Blood kin should fall in the spear forest of their prey was quite ironic.


    Meanwhile, the spellcasters, having regained their composure, saw themselves unharmed and after a brief recovery, finally demonstrated their proper role.


    For a moment, a variety of ascending Defensive Charms, enhancing auras, and temple Suppression Spells helped to stabilize the situation atop the city walls for their side.


    "Damn it!"


    "Curse it!"


    "Filthy bugs!"


    Not only had they failed to gnaw through this tough bone, but they had almost broken their teeth in the attempt. The angry Sirens cursed like shrews as they miserably retreated back to the sea.


    "Don''t even think about escaping!"


    Little Medusa in the sky, without a second thought, vibrated her wings, ready to pursue the victory.


    "Anna, come back!"


    Seeing this reckless action from the girl, Luo En''s face changed immediately, he roared loudly.


    Hearing the order from behind, Little Medusa, who had just flown out a hundred meters, hesitated and obediently turned around flapping her wings.


    "Aaaaaa����!"


    However, just as Little Medusa turned her head, a high-pitched monosyllabic chant spread from the sea.


    In an instant, those who heard this enchanting song had a blank mind, involuntarily laying down their weapons, stepping over the battlements with a stupefied look, and moving forward.


    "Goo goo~~!"


    Just as the siren song was spreading over the island, a sound like an owl''s clear call suddenly rang out, startling those enchanted and entranced by it into sudden wakefulness.


    At the same time, Luo En, with eyes clear, snatched a spear from a warrior next to him with lightning speed, drawing his body into an exaggerated arc and flinging it forward with all his might.


    "Pfft!"


    Accompanying the sharp sound of cutting the air, the thrown spear whizzed past the hair on the left side of Little Medusa, pinning a purple-red octopus tentacle covered in suckers to the ground in the darkness.

 Chapter 80 73: The gap between people is even greater than between people and dogs

    What is that?!


    At that moment, Little Medusa, who had just been entranced by the singing, suddenly snapped to consciousness. Instinctively, she flapped her metallic wings, pulled back a hundred paces, and looked over the sea with an unsettled soul.


    Through the night''s mist, she shockingly saw a small mountain rising silently from the nearby waters, twisting and writhing madly in the darkness.


    No, it wasn''t a small mountain!


    Little Medusa''s red-purple magical eyes forced themselves wide open and, with the faint starlight, she could clearly see the true form of that thing.


    It was a huge sea beast with six heads and twelve octopus-like tentacles!


    The tentacle that had stealthily attacked her from behind was one of these twelve octopus-like tentacles.


    ��The deep-sea monster Scylla!


    Upon calling the name of this deity-like monster in her mind, Little Medusa became extremely guarded, instinctively adopting a defensive stance.


    Scylla was one of the many offspring of Phorcys, the father of sea beasts. It was said that she once had the beautiful form of an ocean nymph, but was cursed by Poseidon''s wife, Queen Amphitrite, and turned into an ugly sea monster with six heads and twelve tentacles.


    Since then, she had been wandering the Strait of Messina, preying on passing ships and sailors, and leaving behind numerous terrifying legends in human city-states.


    Of course, there was no shortage of human heroes who went forth to battle this scourge blocking the sea lanes.


    But without exception, they all failed.


    On the one hand, Scylla had an extraordinary home-field advantage in sea battles.


    On the other hand, being one of Phorcys''s notable offspring, her strength was beyond question��she was a top-tier demigod.


    A regular demigod hero confronting her was not going on a conquest, but delivering themselves as an easy prey!


    Even this creature had come out from the deep sea?


    Little Medusa thought about the harrowing moment from just before and couldn''t help but feel frightened, looking gratefully towards the figure who had alerted her from the fortress and blocked the fatal blow.


    At the same time, Luo En, who had miraculously stayed clear-headed through the enchanting singing and pulled the others out of their bewitched state, held onto the wristband that continued to send a cool chill through his hand, his eyes filled with relief.


    Praise Athena!


    Luckily he had previously obtained a piece of equipment that resisted mental disturbances from her. Otherwise, facing the Siren''s song would indeed have been fatal.


    Especially��an ensemble of three top-tier demigods!


    Luo En looked up towards the sea surface, his gaze moving beyond Scylla''s undulating flesh-mountain to the three enchanting figures in the midst of the beast tide, brimming with the rich aura of demigods.


    Under the reflection of the starlight, they were sitting calmly on the back of a great whale, their vital points covered by a string of pure white seashells, with their long hair spreading over their slender, lustrous shoulders.


    And as his gaze continued downward, he could see their dazzling fish tails immersed in the sea.


    Their upper bodies were those of beautiful maidens, their lower halves colorful fish tails...


    It was the three Siren sisters!


    Luo En''s gaze froze, and his heart sunk.


    The original Sirens were the three daughters of the river god Achelous, born from his blood, beautiful fairies with the appearance of human-faced birds.


    But after losing a music competition with the Muse Goddesses, their wings were plucked, and they couldn''t fly.


    Thereafter, having lost their wings, the three Siren sisters could only drift near the coastline, transforming into the image of mermaids with human torsos and fish tails, using their musical talent to allure passing sailors to their doom.


    That is to say, there were two kinds of Sirens.


    The human-faced bird-bodied group mostly consisted of degraded descendants derived from the bloodline of the three Siren sisters.


    And these three beautiful mermaids with the image of human torsos and fish tails were the original beings who had competed with the Muse Goddesses, those whose wings had been stripped!


    Every one of them had the strength of a top Demigod.


    Meanwhile, the triplets of the Sirens at sea found that their irresistibly enchanting singing had failed to take effect. Their beautiful faces involuntarily contorted into twisted and sinister visages.


    "Laaaa����!"


    Accompanied by a shrill and piercing chant, the sea waves surged violently, with billions of tons of seawater swirling into a backward spiral, forming a vortex hundreds of meters in diameter that dipped inward before transforming into a bottomless gaping maw.


    In an instant, hundreds of Sea Beasts that failed to dodge in time were sucked into it.


    "Crack����!"


    Followed by the teeth-grinding sound of bones shattering and flesh tearing, they did not even have the chance to wail before turning into mush and blood mist, devoured completely by the roiling whirlpool.


    Nourished by the carnage, a faint burp echoed from the vast vortex on the sea''s surface.


    Afterwards, the pitch-black millions of tons of seawater surged upward, taking on the visage of a woman''s face.


    The black vortex was her gaping mouth, the limbs of Sea Beasts were her teeth, and the swirling seawater formed her skin and flesh.


    The human Soldiers on the fortress, facing the once bedtime horror story come to life before their eyes, could not help but feel a chill at the bottom of their hearts, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.


    ����The Great Vortex, Charybdis!


    She was the monster born from the union of Sea King Poseidon and Earth Goddess Gaea, perpetually thirsty and hungry, madly devouring everything around her, and thus was imprisoned in the Strait of Messina.


    To satiate her endless hunger, the fallen Charybdis consumed vast quantities of seawater every day, creating immense whirlpools at sea that devoured all passing ships and life.


    She and the deep-sea monstrosity Scylla neighbored each other, turning the areas they inhabited into forbidden zones for maritime life, where bones accumulated in heaps.


    Their infamous reputation became the nightmare of numerous sailors and those making a living at sea, instilled in them since childhood.


    Similarly, the reason why the Great Vortex Charybdis had survived until now, constantly causing trouble, was partly due to the protection of the God of the Sea Poseidon and partly because of her top Demigod strength.


    Gazing at the onslaught of five top Demigod sea monsters emerging within the tide, the Crown Prince commanding the front line felt his heart race, his back and palms soaking with cold sweat.


    It is well known that the difference between people is greater than that between a person and a dog.


    This rule applies equally to the Demigod race with extremely disparate upper and lower bounds.


    Some Demigods merely possess an accumulation of Magic Power, their Divinity impure and mixed.


    Some Demigods are invincible among mortals, so powerful they could challenge the Deities on Mount Olympus.


    Although not as outstanding as his sister, Princess Ariadne, the Prince of Crete also succeeded in his Ascension into the Demigod ranks due to his prestigious bloodline, standing out among his younger peers.


    Unfortunately, the five across the waters were even more outlandish.


    They were either the monstrous and fallen direct descendants of the Chief Gods and ancient gods, or the cursed monsters that had dared to challenge the deities!


    Pack after pack who sought to defeat them and never returned had provided bloody lessons verifying a brutal truth.


    ����These monsters had long since become entities that ordinary Demigod heroes could no longer contend with.


    To stop them, unless...


    Just as the Crown Prince subconsciously turned his head to look back, the Great Vortex Charybdis, having momentarily satisfied herself by devouring nearly a thousand Sea Beasts nearby, began to rise. Her gigantic woman''s face surged upwards, her demonic essence radiating, drawing billions of tons of seawater to construct a transparent torso.


    Subsequently, the humanoid form of the Great Vortex Charybdis looked down upon the fortress''s white and tender swarm of little humans, her face displaying a brutal and ferocious smile as she swung her arms, made of tens of meters long water, ferociously forward.


    Whoosh����!


    In an instant, the pitch-dark sea violently churned, with roaring waves sweeping across, swiftly flooding the wreckage-littered forebeach and rushing towards the coastal fortress.


    Dozens of raised Defensive Charms were annihilated in a moment, as an overwhelming curtain of water descended with a force as unstoppable as a thunderbolt!


    For a time, humans, feeble and insignificant without the protection of their barrier in the face of divine might, turned ashen-faced, losing even the courage to resist or flee.

 Chapter 81 74: As long as I, the prince, am immortal, you will always be the crown prince.

    "Boom!"


    Just as the towering waves stirred up by Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool," were about to come crashing down in a frenzy, a dull thud emanated from deep within the army ranks, clear and powerful.


    Golden light flowed and spread out, dividing into thousands of strands, surging into the bodies of every Minosian, soothing the tremors of their flesh and dispelling the fear in their spirits.


    At the same time, the ground in front of the citadel resonated in response, as a golden barrier instantly rose, forming an indestructible shield that forcibly contained the assault of the sea waves.


    "Roar!"


    Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool," blocked on the outside, let out an angry roar, lifting its arms made of thousand tons of sea water, hammering at the golden barrier time and again, determined to shatter this shell and devour everything clean within.


    "Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!"


    With each powerful strike, the golden barrier reverberated with louder and louder booms, and irrepressible cracks began to appear.


    The people sheltering beneath the barrier on the citadel couldn''t help but have their hearts leap back into their throats, their gaze unconsciously turning back to look at the figure in the coarse white robe, an old man with a hunched back, within their ranks.


    "Boom!"


    The golden scepter struck the ground once more, and before Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool," the figure who seemed so insignificant not only didn''t shrink back but instead puffed out his chest and took a step forward, delivering a proud declaration.


    "I am a scion of Zeus!"


    "Roar!"


    Charybdis, furious, swung its arm, and the cracks on the golden barrier grew even wider, the web-like fractures spreading outwards, causing several bricks on the citadel to shatter from the intense vibrations.


    A flying pebble grazed the old man''s cheek, cutting a fine wound on his brow, and golden-red blood flowed forth.


    "Boom!"


    Even as his vision blurred from the blood, the old man remained unfazed, striking the ground with his golden scepter once more. Synchronizing with the rhythm of the earth''s tremors, he took another step towards the edge of the citadel, loudly proclaiming once again.


    "I am the son of the Divine Consort Europa!"


    Suddenly, the golden barrier that was on the brink of shattering quickly mended and stabilized, even pushing forward as the old man stepped, resisting the onslaught of the waves.


    Splash��!


    The sea churned heavily, and Charybdis, now a giant humanoid of water, was forcefully pushed back.


    Its legs, standing amid the waves, stumbled and retreated, and before this seemingly ant-like small entity, the immense body of the Siren could only dodge out of the way.


    The sight was like that of an insect, brandishing a blade of grass, driving away a tyrannosaurus rex.


    The people on the citadel were dumbstruck, their emotions surging tumultuously.


    Unforgivable! Unforgivable!


    A torrent of humiliation surged forth, and the raging demonic nature instantly overwhelmed Charybdis''s already scant rationality; boiling with killing intent and the desire to destroy, these emotions coalesced into its mighty fists and a deafening roar.


    "Die!"


    "I am the King of Crete!"


    King Minos, standing at the edge of the citadel, his hair and beard bristling, lifted his golden scepter high and swung it forward. His deep voice boomed like thunder, instantly drowning out the roar of the waves.


    "��I command you, get off my land! Beast!"


    "Rumble��!"


    At the same time, several thunderbolts as thick as water barrels fell from the sky, drawn by the scepter, like golden javelins shooting forth, piercing straight through the body of Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool."


    "Splash!"


    In an instant, the hundred-meter-tall illusory form of water outside the wall was shattered and dispersed by the golden thunderbolts, turning into a sky full of scattering droplets.


    "Wuu~~"


    The gravely wounded creature could no longer maintain its humanoid shape, leaving only a broken visage that emitted a pitiful wail before disappearing beneath the undulating waves, vanishing into the sea below.


    We won? We won!


    The relief of surviving disaster moved every soldier to exhilaration, their faces aglow with feverish excitement as they gazed toward their king. One by one, they raised their hands to beat their shields, creating a deafening cheer.


    "Bang bang!"


    "Minos!"


    "Bang bang!"


    "Minos!"


    Looking upon the figure standing before the citadel like a towering wall, and at the soldiers around him, all uplifted and cheering, several princes in charge of commanding the battle couldn''t help but have mixed feelings, a bitter taste in their mouths.


    No matter how hard they tried, no matter how exceptional they were, in front of their own father, they were like fireflies trying to outshine the bright moon, ludicrous and utterly self-unaware.


    Yet to the gods, such people, such an almost unattainable peak, were nothing more than slightly stronger ants.


    In the midst of the great upheavals in their hearts, a strong sense of defeat brewed in the hearts of the several princes and finally turned into a trace of despair on their faces.


    The old man witnessed this with an imperceptible sigh, feeling a faint sadness within.


    His sons, although a few were not bad, were far from truly excellent.


    They lacked not only the qualifications to advance to godhood but also the courage to contend with the gods.


    He feared that after his death, the prosperity he had painstakingly built would fall into their hands and decline;


    His arduous defense and efforts would turn to nought.


    "Look quick! Something''s coming up!"


    "In the water!"


    Just as the father and sons each harbored their own thoughts, there came the soldiers'' exclamations from beside them.


    Everyone turned toward the sound and saw, in the marsh that had become of the citadel''s front beach, slender and enchanting figures twisting and wriggling, shimmering with large patches of dazzling luster.


    They had round spots of crimson, gold, cyan, and blue.


    Stripes like zebras, spots like leopards, eyes like peacocks, all with deep red lines;


    They were suffused with the luster of the silver moon, as they breathed, this silvery glow would fade or brighten, or weave its brilliance with the duller patterns, as their bodies seemed interwoven with rainbows...


    Luo En gazed at the familiar light pollution in the water ripples and the sinuous contours underneath, his eyelids drooping as he murmured softly.


    �� The Serpent of Greed, Lamia!


    Although King Minos had struck a severe blow to the rushing Charybdis, his gradually aging body meant he ultimately failed to slay the sea monster with one blow, letting her escape back to the embrace of the sea to regain the protection of divine oceanic authority.


    After suffering greatly at King Minos''s hands, Charybdis decisively did not dare to surface rashly again but instead stirred the tides to submerge the coastal lines to create more advantageous landing and combat conditions for the sea beast army gathering near Crete Island.


    Luo En looked at the Lamias that emerged from the water, sticking out their tongues, slithering up against the walls, and creeping ominously towards the citadel''s ramparts. His gaze, growing somber, then shifted to the night sky, landing on the chattering flock of bird-like Sirens, his heart promptly filled with surges of unease.


    It''s not the enemy''s assault he feared, but their ability to think.


    It appeared that the divine-blood kindreds of the Sea of Okeanos were slowly learning to cooperate.


    The battle before them seemed to be getting increasingly difficult.


    "Priests and magicians, maintain the magic barrier, responsible for air suppression!"


    "All garrison troops, form ranks! Face the enemy!"


    In that moment, the eldest prince, acting as the commander, gazing at the dense divine-blood kindreds in the water and sky, gritted his teeth, drew his bronze long sword from his waist, and bellowed with a hoarse roar.


    And this time, the soldiers had grown accustomed to facing the Sea Beasts, to facing fear, and strived to stand erect, brandishing their swords, raising their spears and shields, to retaliate against the invading enemy.


    Because their king was here.


    Their home was right behind them!


    "Stab!"


    "Retract!"


    "Stab!"


    "Retract!"


    "Swords and shields forward! Archers, 45-degree volley fire!"


    As the eldest prince repeatedly barked the battle commands, once-dull combat training incessantly sprang to the soldiers'' minds.


    With a sense of progression from awkwardness to familiarity, and from familiarity to mastery, the Minosian soldiers followed the orders, assembled the ranks, and surrounded and isolated each sea monster that had climbed their defenses, their weapons thrusting forward both accurately and mechanically.


    The splattered flesh and blood and the Sea Beasts'' shrieks could no longer shake their morale.


    As one warrior fell, new ranks moved up to fill the gap.


    They stood atop the citadel, guarding King Minos, becoming an orderly and solid whole, like a finely tuned machine of slaughter.


    It wasn''t just the Sea Beasts'' cooperation that was improving, the Minosians'' will to fight and combat skills were also fully honed in this trial by fire and blood.


    Seeing his soldiers holding steady without panic, successfully warding off the assault, Luo En finally eased his heart.


    Thought and learning were things humanity should excel at after all.


    Witnessing their prolonged inability to overcome the enemy, with their momentum gradually waning and the last of the nightsky about to fade, the divine-blood kindreds commanding from the rear grew restless.


    Scylla, with her six heads and twelve feet, moved her massive body like a doomsday tank, crushing her way over the front beach towards the coastal citadel, not even half as tall as her stature.

 Chapter 82 75: Alas, The Enemy Has a Gundam

    "You shall not pass!"


    The nearby Little Medusa could no longer contain herself and immediately summoned the bronze snake armor, darting toward Scylla. Her bronze chained sword slashed and stabbed along the way, leaving ghastly gashes across the mountain of octopus flesh.


    "Ahhh~!"


    The female heads among the six screamed in pain and anger, their faces twisted in agony. Twelve octopus-like tentacles thrashed and swept through the air, trying to swat the pesky fly out of existence.


    However, Medusa was naturally gifted with flight. Now, coupled with the assistance of the bronze snake armor, Little Medusa''s agility and speed were boosted to their limits.


    Facing the heavy, forceful tentacles slamming down, she evaded with ease using her superior maneuverability, repeatedly finding openings to drive her chained sword into the body of the beast.


    "Die! Die!"


    The cumbersome Scylla couldn''t capture her quarry and could only futilely curse in rage, spraying venom and venting her frustration on the scarred earth.


    But, as time passed, her reaction speed and the strength of her flailing tentacles increasingly weakened.


    In contrast, Little Medusa fought more vigorously as time went on, her body bursting with a continuous flow of divine power, her essence soaring, her face seemingly filled with a sense of satiation.


    In fact, Medusa fed on blood, and so did her sword.


    As she continually wounded her opponent, the creature''s blood and divine power also nourished Little Medusa, who wielded the chained sword.


    If the battle continued at this pace, and without mistakes, Little Medusa could eventually exhaust the massive entity of Scylla to death.


    However, the divine-blood kin of the sea clearly would not give her this chance.


    Seeing their offensive stymied again and again, the mermaid-like Siren sisters finally had enough, straightening their bodies to sing in unison.


    "Aaaaa����!"


    With the soaring notes echoing over, the countless Sea Beasts on the surface immediately grew restless and vicious, once more rallying into a vast tide, sweeping toward the coastal fortress of Crete Island.


    Under the crisp starlight, the Siren sisters, inciting the Sea Beasts, flashed their sharp, tiny, white teeth in a grin, looking more beastly than human.


    In fact, in nature, the more beautiful and vibrant the flower, the more likely it is to be toxic.


    The Siren sisters were no exception. They loved to use their delicate appearance and enchanting voices to lure passing ships, then drag sailors and crew members into the sea to drown and devour them.


    Therefore, in the Sea of Okeanos, these fish-tailed Sirens, though beautiful, were not benign but rather high-intelligence deities of cruelty and terror.


    Moreover, aside from their seductive singing, they excelled in controlling storms and tides. According to Circe, the Sirens were natural mages of the sea.


    If the top-tier demigod Siren sisters joined forces, then the coastal defenses were bound to face a tremendous onslaught.


    "Laaaaa����!"


    As expected, the Siren sisters changed the pitch of their song, summoning monstrous waves of unparalleled force that rolled in with fury.


    The power of this assault was even several times greater than the whirlpools raised by Charybdis!


    With the towering waves advancing in layers, a powerful sense of suffocation gripped almost every Minosian heart.


    "With our sincere prayers, we beseech the winged serpent that connects the sky, the earth, and the darkness, the wise queen who comprehends the intelligence bestowed by the heavens, our souls'' sovereign, our city-state''s protector��she is Pallas, her name Athena!"


    In this dire moment, the gathered priests and priestesses sang praises loudly, surrounding Princess Ariadne, clad in a white gown and crowned with an olive wreath. Together they completed the long-prepared grand ritual spell.


    "��Erect the sanctuary of the gods, the gates of heaven!"


    As the last note fell, Princess Ariadne, the high priestess, raised her hands high and plunged the bird-winged snake-engraved golden scepter forcefully onto the battlements.


    "Hum!"


    In an instant, countless swirling patterns of light converged into a pair of golden wings, separating the storm and waves from the sea, sheltering the coastline defense behind a curtain of light.


    "Aaaaaa!!!"


    The Siren sisters atop the sea shrieked louder, rallying the authority of the ocean to summon even more ferocious tidal disasters.


    The wind howled fiercely, and the waves surged relentlessly.


    The combined efforts of the three top-tier demigod Sirens meant that even the grand ritual spell, which employed the full force of the temple, flickered like a candle in the wind and rain.


    Pieces of feathers, symbolizing light and tranquility, were lifted by the fierce wind and torn by the massive waves.


    In just a few breaths, the divine barrier in front of the coastal fortress dimmed and flickered erratically, on the verge of shattering.


    The drained priests and priestesses collapsed one after another, fainting, leaving only Princess Ariadne as the high priestess struggling to hold on.


    When it rains, it pours, and battered ships meet adverse winds.


    Worse calamities were quick on the heels.


    "Devour them!"


    "Devour them!"


    "Devour them!"


    With the suppression of magic and divine powers gone, as well as the disturbance from ground crossbows and spears, the Sirens in the sky excitedly screeched, carried by the tempest, swooping down toward the fallen priests and priestesses.


    Compared to ordinary humans, their flesh, nourished by Aether Magical Energy Particles, was undoubtedly more delicious.


    Simultaneously, a swarm of Lamia and a great number of Sea Beasts, riding the ever-rising tide that almost reached the fortress walls, surged towards this last obstacle unhindered.


    They were eager to pry open this hard shell and taste the delicious filling inside the city.


    "Bunch of beasts! I''m not dead yet!"


    Facing the ferocious tide of beasts, the many Divine Blood creatures, and the combined spells of the Siren sisters, King Minos, the only one who could contend with this, roared as he raised his golden scepter, channeling divine power without restraint, summoning golden thunderbolts from the clouds, striking at the nearly collapsing front line.


    In an instant, the harrowing lightning tore through the howling winds, striking down screeching Sirens by the score, then crashed into the surging waves, electrifying thousands of Sea Beasts in the water into charred remains.


    However, facing the gruesome deaths of their underlings, even of their own kind, the Three Gorgons perched atop the Great Whale showed no signs of sorrow or pity in their beautiful eyes, which, as they gazed upon the old man standing on the bastion, shimmered with a hint of cruel excitement.


    "Hiss!"


    Almost the moment King Minos focused all his attention on the front line, a slender, transparent claw, under the cover of the driving rain, pierced towards the old man''s back with the speed of lightning.


    That extremely tricky angle of attack, and the perfectly timed moment, was utterly impossible to guard against.


    Clearly, she had been lurking nearby, plotting for a long time.


    Snakes are adept at concealing themselves and hunting, patiently waiting for the most opportune moment to deliver a fatal bite.


    And as a primeval Lamia, a top-tier Demigod, she had perfected this instinct to a divine art.


    Beneath the shimmering symbols, the snake woman with her body covered in golden scales, eyeballs removed from their sockets, revealed a sinister smile on her face.


    But the King of Minos standing squarely in front, sensing the malicious wind behind him, also curled his lips into an even colder and more cunning smile.


    "Pfft!"


    Simultaneously, from within the crowd, a glint of cold light emerged, an ancient bronze sword thrusting diagonally, like a meteoric downpour, piercing directly through the Lamia''s chest, nailing her firmly to the battlement.


    "Ssss~!!"


    Wracked with intense pain, the Lamia screamed and curled up, her face, bathed in tears, looking pitiful and evoking sympathy.


    However, the hand gripping the sword''s hilt didn''t pause for even a moment, stirring viciously, shattering the beating heart within her chest into pieces.


    "Pfft!!"


    Suddenly, with a huge hole burst open in her chest, the Lamia with golden scales ceased her struggle, and her lifeless body slid down limply.


    And at the moment Luo En and King Minos made eye contact, confirming the target was devoid of life, they both visibly relaxed, as if a great weight had been lifted.


    At last, the sixth top-tier Demigod was dealt with!


    Indeed, from the moment the tide of beasts started to gather for the landing, the two most astute among them had sensed that the swarm wasn''t led by five top-tier Demigods, but six!


    And that one of them had been lying in wait the whole time, biding her time to strike.


    But, beasts are after all just beasts.


    Long spells of slaughter and their wild magic nature had made them forget that humans were the most cunning and deceitful species in the world, the most cooperative, and the most skilled at hunting.


    Thus, aside from a few stealthy moves, Luo En had remained hidden among the crowd, all to wait for this top-tier sea monster Demigoddess to fully expose herself, and then, in tandem with King Minos as the bait, to jointly remove her and sever one of the enemy''s limbs.


    From the outcome, they had succeeded.


    Now that all the command centers controlling the Sea Beasts were exposed, then...


    King Minos and Luo En exchanged a nod of understanding, and thereafter the old man abandoned his passive defense, raising his golden scepter high, pointing toward the dense, unending tide of beasts, chanting solemnly.


    "Undying through tribulation, reborn from fire!"


    The old man took a deep breath and unveiled his final trump card, bellowing resolutely.


    "In the name of the King of Crete, I command you to rise��Bronze Giant, Talos!"


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of snapping chains, a violent rumbling and trembling rose from beneath Crete Island.


    To the astonishment of both friend and foe, a hundred-meter-tall metallic giant, composed of rock as flesh and bronze as skin, emerged from the earth like a descending titan, towering over the land!

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    Crete Island, before the coastal fortress.


    The sudden change made King Minos the focus of the battlefield; with one hand he tore off the cumbersome, tattered robe from his body, revealing his upper body''s muscles, as solid as forged steel, with the other hand he lifted the golden scepter that symbolized the divine right of the Cretan crown, pointing towards the dark sea swarming with the Sea Beasts, and he laughed heartily.


    "Talos, my sword, my shield! Now that you''ve awakened, assist me in sweeping away the foreign enemies!"


    "��As you command, my king!"


    The stern response came from behind the coastal fortress, rumbling through the surroundings like rolling thunder.


    On the horizon, the towering bronze giant, as colossal as a mountain, overlooked the invading tide of Sea Beasts, slowly spreading his arms. On his bronzed shell, thousands of light patterns sparkled to life one after another and resonated with each other.


    Humming sounds filled the air!


    Twelve unevenly sized rings of light formed one after another on the bronze giant''s arms, legs, neck, back, and chest, then, like the muzzles of cannon turrets, they automatically tuned and focused towards the sea where the Sea Beasts converged.


    "��Aether Constriction, divine power loaded!"


    The mechanical voice echoed again as the twelve rings of light on the bronze giant inverted, drawing in a powerful surge.


    Instantly, the aether from the earth veins and the aether in the air condensed into a tangible Magic Tide, like rivers rushing into the sea, frantically converging towards the colossal bronze figure.


    In just a blink of an eye, the lines beneath the bronze skin, like human blood vessels, were filled with Essence Fluid, a concentrated mix of magic power.


    The surging ''blood of the gods'' flowed towards the heart chamber of the bronze giant''s chest and, under the coordinated tuning and focusing of the twelve light rings, eventually transformed into an extremely bright stream of light that burst forth.


    ��Essence Fluid Cannon, annihilation mode activated!


    In an instant, a dazzling strip of light several tens of meters in diameter tore through the thin night, spanning the vast sea, plowing a fathomless trench.


    After about ten seconds, the divine flood subsided, and the deep, kilometer-long fissure in the sea was only then filled by the returning tumultuous waters.


    "Splash!"


    In the surging waves, the previously crowded and noisy sea surface suddenly became silent and subdued; the writhing groups of Sea Beasts in the center were no more; the formerly dark waters now stained with a crimson tide.


    "Hiss~~!"


    In the midst of the dead quiet, every creature shocked by the scene before them couldn''t help but gasp in cold air.


    Just one strike had wiped out the tens of thousands of Sea Beasts gathered along the coast of Crete Island, such might was simply terrifying!


    Surely, only the deities could accomplish this feat with such ease!


    Of course, they weren''t wrong, in theory.


    The one responsible for this feat was indeed a ''Quasi-God.''


    Luo En turned to look beyond the coastal fortress, at the towering figure standing against the horizon, and recalled its origin in his mind.


    The bronze giant Talos, belonging to the Bronze Age, had survived calamities and lived to this day.


    His race predated the many Demigods and heroes with divine blood who had established and ruled over human city-states.


    Legend has it that these beings from the Bronze Age were created by the Craftsman God Hephaestus at the command of Zeus, in a fashion similar to how Pandora was created, forging them from bronze and stone.


    They were created to fill the void left by the original humans after their extinction in the Great Flood, to appease the wrath of Mother Earth Gaia.


    Therefore, these bronze giants possessed a bronze outer shell and human form, complete with veins that ran from the neck to the knees or ankles, and it was this vein that powered the bronze giants, with the essence of the gods flowing within.


    However, due to the lack of wisdom''s infusion and their proficiency in battle, the bronze giants indulged in destruction and slaughter, becoming an increasingly significant threat to terrestrial life, making Mother Earth Gaia even more dissatisfied.


    Thus, Zeus ended this attempt at re-creation and ordered the Craftsman God Hephaestus to destroy the increasingly uncontrollable Bronze race.


    In that catastrophe, Talos, who had Melia Fairies'' blood within him and possessed uncommon rationality, was an individual exception and became the sole survivor of the great disaster.


    Later, thanks to the grace of Mother Earth Gaia, Deucalion and Pyrrha, representing the new humanity, multiplied and flourished on the earth once more.


    The solitary Talos was then taken to the sacred mountain to serve the deities of Olympus.


    Subsequently, Zeus, who loved sowing his seed, transformed into a white bull and abducted Europa to Crete Island, where she, as a divine consort on earth, would propagate his Divine King lineage.


    Considering his mortal lover Europa was too fragile, Zeus gave her three gifts.


    They were; the bronze giant Talos, the Golden Hound, and a jug of unerring golden arrows.


    After some changes, the divine consort Europa then bestowed the three upon her son with Zeus, Minos, to help him defend his territory.


    Since then, the bronze giant Talos had become a subordinate of King Minos, continuously patrolling Crete Island on his behalf, initially achieving glorious military exploits.


    As the Minoan civilization grew stronger, Talos gradually found no further use in combat and faded from people''s sights. Following King Minos''s orders, he went into hibernation underground, to avoid harming the innocent.


    Unexpectedly, after a hundred years,


    due to this catastrophic Sea Beast invasion from the sea, Talos, once a guardian and weapon of war, was once again awakened by King Minos. He resurfaced on Crete Island, showcasing the terrifying destructive force he once had as a creation of the gods.

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    Monsters! Monsters!


    At this moment, the three Siren sisters, who had narrowly escaped a disaster thanks to their vigilance, cast their gaze across the sea littered with chunks of flesh and blood turned into a crimson tide, looking towards the bronze giant Talos standing beyond the defensive line of Crete Island''s coastline, speaking in fear and awe.


    "Aaaaaa!!!"


    Soon, their fear turned to anger, and the three Siren sisters, enraged and ferocious from the bloody scene, sang out in unison.


    The previously disorganized swarm of Sea Beasts, as if injected with a dose of madness, surged towards Crete Island in a frenzied state, attempting to close the distance and destroy the terrifying war machine.


    At the same time, the swirling tides became a massive vortex, swallowing countless floating pieces of flesh and blood.


    "Whoosh!"


    The [Great Vortex] Charybdis, after finishing its feast, used the devoured flesh and Divine Power to reconstruct a massive phantom of water.


    The seawater, mixed with organs and shredded flesh, draped over her, exuding a sense of bloody madness.


    "Die!"


    With those garbled words, the [Great Vortex] Charybdis raised its right hand, gathering the foul crimson tide and forming a blood-red Trident in its grasp, hurling it with all its might towards the coastal fortress on Crete Island that had resisted attack for so long.


    As the ferocious attack approached, a flash of red light appeared in Talos''s eyes, and he quickly stepped over the coastal fortress, his two crossed bronze arms positioned protectively in front.


    "Clang!"


    With a sharp sound of metal clashing against metal, the Trident forged from seawater was steadily blocked by the bronze giant.


    Although Talos was a mix of bronze and stone and of immense size, due to the exceptional craftsmanship of the Craftsman God Hephaestus and the bloodline of the Melia Fairies, his movement speed was incredibly fast.


    In theory, he could easily patrol around Crete Island three times in a day, with the island''s coastline stretching over 1000 kilometers.


    "Roar!"


    Charybdis, unsuccessful in its first strike and accompanied by a surge of waves advancing towards the coast, let out an angry roar, its numerous combined limbs and faces looking even uglier and more terrifying.


    "Boom!"


    Facing the hideous sea monster, the emotionless bronze giant unceremoniously raised its fist and smashed it into the monstrous face floating amidst the carcasses of countless Sea Beasts.


    "Whoosh!"


    As the [Great Vortex] Charybdis staggered backward, a new wave of ferocious tides crumbled away, no longer able to exert any effective impact on the coastal line.


    The remnants of night faded, and dawn broke.


    After a night of intense battle, the Minosians had finally reached the dawn.


    Looking at the bronze giant on the shore that had repelled the [Great Vortex] Charybdis with a punch, and King Minos, who stood majestically in front of the fortress, the soldiers who survived the ordeal grabbed their weapons and feverishly banged their shields, emitting thunderous cheers.


    "Minos!"


    "Minos!"


    "Minos!"


    Listening to the wave-like enthusiastic shouts from behind, the old man felt as if he was back in his youth, when he had rushed to the battlefield with sword and shield to fight with foreigners.


    With the blood surging in his chest awakening the war spirit in his aged body, King Minos decisively threw his golden scepter to his daughter and snatched the bronze spear from his elder son''s hand, pointing towards the battlefield and bellowing out loud.


    "The beast tide has collapsed, set sail! To war!"


    "Whoosh����!"


    Meanwhile, at the wind-sheltered harbor behind Crete Island.


    Sail after sail rose, billowing and fluttering in the brisk sea breeze.


    Then, dozens of huge oared warships emerged from both sides of Crete Island, like dragons plunging into the sea, stirring up surging waves as they pounced towards the battlefront teeming with Sea Beasts.


    As the soldiers standing on the nearby fortress looked on, they saw hefty figures clad in bronze armor, wielding swords and shields, carrying spears on their backs, and longbows at their hips, lined up neatly on the deck, exuding an icy aura of stern slaughter.


    When the crowd made out the double-sided axe and bull emblem on the flags, their excited cheers grew louder.


    "The Divine Blood Guard! It''s the Divine Blood Guard!"


    The bloodline of the gods flowed in the mortal world, and the purer it was, the more likely it would give birth to outstanding warriors.


    Therefore, the most elite troops of each city-state were often made up of warriors infused with divine blood, known as the Imperial Guard.


    Even if they were merely many generations removed hybrids, almost every one of them held the ability to fight ten regular soldiers.


    Whenever they appeared on the battlefield, it often signified a shift in the war''s dynamics.


    Now, with the collapse of the beast tide and the arrival of dawn.


    This Divine Blood Guard, having conserved their energy throughout the night, burst forth, undoubtedly driving two sharp daggers into the heart of the enemy.


    At this moment, watching the invincible fleet he himself had built baring its fangs, dividing and encircling the increasingly chaotic beast tide, and carrying out orderly slaughter, King Minos''s heart surged with emotion.


    "Good! Let these beasts see who truly reigns over the nearby seas!"


    And watching those large twin-masted warships navigating the sea like dragons, swiftly dividing the battlefield, and the hundreds of Divine Blood Guards on deck, who pierced through the beast tide with ease like rows of sharp spears, Luo En felt a silent awe.


    Although all the plans had been discussed and formulated with King Minos, he had also learned about the crucial elements such as the Bronze Giant Talos and the late appearance of the Divine Blood Guard from King Minos himself.


    But seeing was believing.


    Not only was the combat prowess of the Bronze Giant Talos astonishing, but the performance of King Minos''s Divine Blood Guard also far exceeded his expectations.


    Their ability to fight at sea and repeatedly puncture the formations of these native sea creatures with excellent cooperation did not pale in comparison to the Atlantean Guard he had encountered before, which was simply unbelievable.


    However, after giving it some thought, Luo En also found some relief.


    In actual history, the Minos Dynasty took full advantage of Crete Island''s superior geographical location to develop its shipbuilding industry and built a formidable fleet, one of the earliest navies in the world.


    With this unbeatable fleet, the Minosians dominated the Aegean Sea, intimidated Athens, and made Crete Island the hub connecting the advanced nations of Europe, Asia, and Africa, eventually allowing the Minos Dynasty to maintain trade with regions such as Egypt, Syria, Babylon, and Asia Minor, thus becoming a maritime hegemony.


    And during the Minosians'' most prosperous period, under the rule of King Minos, island nations across the Aegean Sea paid homage to Minos, and Athens was compelled to offer tribute.


    Perhaps having been thoroughly defeated, the city-states of the Mediterranean often concocted dark histories about the Minosians behind their backs.


    The legend of the Minotaur probably emerged during this period.


    "Want to rebel?! This is not Atlantis!"


    The old man sneered as he grabbed the bronze long spear, slung a war bow and the pouch of gold arrows he had received from his mother Europa over his shoulder, and leaped out of the fortress, heading straight for the Siren Sisters who were trying to regain control of the beast tide for a counterattack.


    Finally, he had smoothly reached the final move in the game.


    So, General!


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who had been holding his breath on the city wall, relievedly drew his bronze long sword when he saw the situation unfold as expected, stirred the divine power within him, and followed King Minos, charging toward the Siren Sisters at the command center of the beast tide.


    For some reason, though, the closer he got to that part of the battlefield, the more fiercely his heart pounded.


    As if some unsettling factor still remained...


    Luo En''s heart skipped a beat, and raising his hand, he began to whisper to King Minos ahead of him.


    "May I borrow it!"


    "Borrow?"


    King Minos''s figure paused slightly, then following the direction of Luo En''s finger, he glanced at the longbow and gold arrows at his side, laughed heartily, and without a second thought, tossed them behind him.


    "Haha, borrow what, borrow! I give it to you!"


    Luo En caught the longbow and the quiver of gold arrows, and as he watched King Minos, who couldn''t wait to rush towards the battlefield, he wanted to say something but eventually closed his mouth.


    On the sea, the figure trailing behind quietly slowed down, gradually opening a distance from the one ahead.

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    Over the vast sea, the tide of beasts receded, and humanity''s counterattack commenced.


    Perceiving the turning tides, the three Siren sisters, sensing danger all around, didn''t bother to calm the chaotic beast tides. They immediately stirred the divinity and divine blood within them, opening their mouths to emit high-pitched songs toward the sky, calling for their kin.


    "Laaaa!!!"


    Upon hearing the command, each of the Siren harpies with the face of a woman and body of a bird immediately turned about, heedlessly gathering around the airspace near the three Siren sisters, to protect their monarch, the source of their bloodline.


    "Enemies! Enemies!"


    "Alert!"


    "Protect!"


    Amidst the cacophony of chirps and chatter, the Siren harpies already targeting from the air flapped their wings in unison, flocking towards the dozens of Minos warships interspersed within the center of the beast tide.


    Under the incitation of these divine blood kin, strong gales surged all around, with waves crashing against the ships'' prows.


    However, each Minos warship bore an oak-carved figurehead, inscribed with the Protective Rune Goddess Bust, emitting a sacred radiance that held firm against the onslaught of wind and waves, steadily propelling the vessels forward.


    Apart from being the goddess of wisdom, craftsmanship, and military strategy, Athena was also the chief god credited with first teaching humanity to build ships, thus holding the authority to protect voyagers.


    Still, the goddess emblems on these Minos warships were ultimately sentient objects imbued with spirit, most of which had only experienced naval fire combats with other city-states.


    Facing the extreme weather stirred by a large swarm of Siren harpies, these warships made by mortals gradually struggled to withstand the assault, with the light of the goddess emblems being steadily diminished and the deck planks emitting muffled sounds of being overwhelmed.


    Gradually, the fleet''s speed began to falter.


    "Devour them!"


    "Devour them!"


    "Devour them!"


    Witnessing the fleet''s impediment and the divine protection on the ships on the verge of dissipation, the skyborne Siren harpies immediately revealed their ferocity, swooping down on the vessels in groups.


    They brandished their sharp talons, aiming to tear the sails, snap the wooden masts, and cleave open the chests of enemies on the deck.


    "Prepare the five-note etiquette charm, cover the fleet as they intersperse!"


    At the fortress''s battlements, Princess Ariadne, entrusted with the golden scepter by King Minos before his departure, saw the situation and decisively took over the great prince''s role, assuming command of the battle.


    As one of the few core individuals privy to the plan, this chief priestess remaining on the island was responsible for emergency battlefield remedies.


    After all, although Crete was currently the leading power in the Mediterranean, with a good dozen demi-gods of varying strength, the truly top-tier ones were only King Minos, Luo En, Little Medusa, and Princess Ariadne, the temple''s high priestess.


    Along with Talos, the bronze giant that King Minos had held in reserve, the high-end forces capable of influencing the battle on the coastal defense line amounted to no more than five in total.


    Hence, as the battle shifted, each of them had their responsibilities to bear.


    At this moment, a group of priests and priestesses, having taken a brief respite to consume magic potions and gradually regaining some vigor, promptly heeded the high priestess''s call, propping themselves up, raising their hands high, and chanting ancient praises.


    With the music-like holy chants converging into the air and transforming into streams of golden light, Princess Ariadne in the center raised her bird-winged scepter and swung it forward with a flourish.


    In an instant, hundreds of owls with tawny wings materialized from the light above the fortress, their wings fluttering to emit crisp calls as they tore through the clouds in groups, sweeping towards the sea''s surface.


    The roaring wind blew from the island across the sea, inflating the sails of the fleet, maximizing the ship''s speed.


    At the same time, these owls born from the light took advantage of the momentum to pass over the fleet, raising their sharp talons and opening their sturdy beaks, descending upon the obstructive Siren harpies.


    As birds of prey, owls are symbols of wisdom and the sacred birds of Goddess Athena.


    They serve close to the light, guarding the dark battlefields, endowed with the duty to hunt the unclean and bring victory.


    Along with the owls'' solemn and crisp calls and the women''s agonized and furious screams, gold and black feathers rained down from above, like petals welcoming the victor on a triumphant path.


    With the Siren sisters'' kin intercepted and the path unobstructed, King Minos leaped onto the deck to join the Divine Blood Guard, using the warship as a platform to adjust his breathing, restore his magic power, and await the final battle.


    At that time, hundreds of meters away, Luo En squinted perceptively towards a shimmering undercurrent surging to the left in front of the prow.


    Something was there!


    He instantly grasped his longbow, drew it fully, and launched a potent golden arrow.


    "Whoom!"


    Accompanied by a faint rumble of thunder, the golden light flashed instantly, blasting a burst of gold and red blood underwater.


    Subsequently, a half-bodied demigod Lamia emerged on the surface, only to be crushed into a pulp by the passing warship.


    Instantly, the hundreds of Lamias gathering in nearby waters who witnessed the fate of their new leader let out cries of terror, scattering like flocks of birds and beasts.


    Is that all the ability they possess?


    Standing at the bow, King Minos completed his pre-battle deep breathing, opened his glittering golden eyes, and a trace of chilling coldness flickered over his aged face. Holding a bronze spear in hand, he swung his arm forward and bellowed.


    "Abandon defense, full speed ahead, watch as I slaughter them!"


    The well-trained Divine Blood Guard, upon hearing their monarch''s command, did not hesitate to cut off the supply of energy to the ship''s defensive charms, and instead fully activated the magical arrays that provided acceleration.

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    For a moment, dozens of warships with flickering light patterns plunged into the chaotic beast tide like lions entering a flock of sheep, carving bloody paths intermixed with blood and limbs straight towards the core where the Siren''s three sisters were located.


    As the distance to the center of the beast tide drew nearer, Luo En, who trailed behind the fleet, could even see the shocked and twisted expressions on the faces of the Siren''s three sisters.


    Too reckless!


    Looking at King Minos at the bow, who was eager to battle the enemy, Luo En felt a growing unease and subconsciously surveyed the entire battlefield situation.


    At this moment, on the beach in front of Crete Island, the bronze giant Talos was hammering down on Charybdis, the "Great Whirlpool";


    To the left rear, across the vast sea, Little Medusa, with her snake hair, was fiercely battling the six-headed, twelve-legged Scylla, steadily gaining the upper hand with her excellent talents and the "Bronze Serpent Armor" bestowed by Athena, gradually wearing down the deep sea monster''s divinity and life;


    Atop the fortress, Princess Ariadne continued chanting a new round of grand rituals, invoking the name of Athena, joining forces with the temple''s priest circle to weaken and suppress the oceanic divine powers of the Siren''s three sisters;


    Not far away, the primordial being Lamia, heart-pierced, hung miserably on the rampart...


    Luo En turned his gaze again towards the nearby nearly collapsed divine-blood kinfolk that could no longer form an obstacle, as well as the chaotic beast tide, arriving at a clear conclusion in his mind.


    Things were progressing smoothly, everything developing in a favorable direction.


    But...


    It seems, it was going a bit too smoothly.


    Luo En deeply furrowed his brow and once again quietly pulled back a distance, his thoughts racing in his mind.


    If he were Poseidon, who constantly sought to devour Crete,


    then, before showing his animosity, he would surely have thoroughly investigated the specific conditions and combat levels of the Minosians.


    The more detailed, the better!


    And as the ruler of Crete Island, King Minos, who already had an old grudge with Poseidon, would undoubtedly be a focus of attention.


    Considering the ambiguous stance of Divine King Zeus, whatever trump card King Minos might have was likely no secret to the long-scheming Poseidon.


    Right now, the only variables seemed to be him and Little Medusa, the two demigods who had unexpectedly appeared.


    What if, however, this disturbing element were removed from the battlefield?


    Six top demigod Sirens facing King Minos and Princess Ariadne, two demigods of a similar level, along with Talos, who was akin to a deity.


    It looked like six against three, apparently the advantage lies with us.


    But the problem is, after planning for so long, Poseidon didn''t just want the upper hand; he wanted a sure win!


    Moreover, as the son of Divine King Zeus and the goddess Europa, future chief of the three judges of the Netherworld, King Minos, along with the bronze giant Talos, were beyond the level demigods could assuredly defeat.


    The God of the Sea''s temple aiming to accomplish their goal in one fell swoop would find that six top demigod Sirens were not enough.


    Unless...


    Luo En looked towards the fleeing beast tide, which, even in disarray, still defied survival instincts and didn''t retreat toward the inner sea, and a thunderous realization resonated in his mind.


    Suddenly, he realized the decisive factor Poseidon might deploy, his face drastically changing as he leapt backward, simultaneously pulling a bird feather accessory used for messaging from his chest and yelling a warning to the activated light pattern.


    "Retreat quickly! Deities!"


    "The other side might have deities joining the battle!"


    Simultaneously, King Minos, standing at the ship''s bow, shivered, pressing his hand against the resonating gold bird feather accessory, his face grim as he looked towards the Siren''s three sisters a hundred meters away, their divine power drained, nearly at their final stand.


    A deity... possibly...


    "Crack!"


    Accompanied by the clear sound of shattering, King Minos steeled his heart, tore off the bird feather pendant from his chest, and gripped the bronze spear tightly, leaping from the deck, like an aging lion spotting its prey on the savannah, launching into a sprint.


    Seeing his own bird feather accessory also developing cracks, and King Minos, opposite of retreating, clutching his spear as he alone accelerated towards the Siren''s three sisters, Luo En was taken aback, his mind filled with astonishment.


    But almost instantly, in the blink of an eye, he understood the reason behind King Minos''s action.


    It was just a possibility...


    If he let go now, missing this chance, allowing the beast tide to catch their breath and regroup, Crete would face an unknown number of casualties and variables.


    And this time, King Minos had gambled all his cards.


    If he stopped now over a mere possibility, then if the enemy prepared and came back for another round, his odds would be even slimmer.


    Centuries of patience made him unwilling and unable to wait any longer.


    Moreover, even if a deity truly joined the battle, he had to seize this hard-earned opportunity.


    Because only by dealing with the Siren''s three sisters who controlled the beast tide in advance, minimizing the threat from the sea, would there be a slight chance for Crete to resist once a deity truly entered the fray.


    Otherwise, with five top demigods and a deity entering the battle, Crete would stand even less of a chance.


    Therefore, with the arrow notched, they had to shoot.


    This move, dangerous as it was, left him no choice.


    Perhaps, this was the sadness of being the weaker party...


    Under Luo En''s complex gaze, King Minos, who leapt forwards alone, spurred his divine power to the extreme, his grey hair turning golden from the surging divine force.

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    ����Athena, grant me the power of a hundred victories!


    With a silent prayer, King Minos became like a dazzling golden comet, wrapped in a sky full of golden thunderbolts, crashing towards the Siren sisters at the center of the beast tide.


    Facing the shadow of death looming overhead, the three Siren Gorgons turned pale and frantically waved their fish tails, disregarding everything as they strained their throats to emit an ultimate high-pitched scream.


    "Aaaaa!!!"


    For a moment, gold shattered and jade splintered, and the heavens seemed to break apart.


    Sea Beasts and Divine Blood warriors within hundreds of meters let out painful cries, and a few with weaker resistances had their skulls burst open directly, spewing forth a mix of blood and brains.


    Clearly, this was no longer singing but a method akin to soundwaves transforming into attacks.


    For the Sirens who pursued the art of music, this was undoubtedly a great betrayal and shame.


    But at this moment, the Siren sisters had already lost the will to question or the elegant composure they once had.


    "Pfft!"


    Distracted by the sonic attack, King Minos felt dizzy and his thunderbolt-wrapped spear veered off course, plunging heavily into the Throne Whale under the Siren sisters, with gold and red blood spurting out.


    "Splash!"


    Simultaneously, with a crisp splash, the Siren sisters dived synchronously into the sea and, with rapid movements of their colorful tails, swam towards the deep sea bottom, towards the farther inner sea, without looking back, abandoning the majority of their forces lingering on the surface.


    It was as if they were fleeing from some ferocious beast or great flood.


    And, without the enticing call of the Siren song, the Sea Beasts gathered around also began to panic, equally attempting to turn around and break through the blockade of the Minos Fleet to return to their original habitat in the inner sea.


    But it was already too late!


    A terrifying presence rose from beneath, and King Minos stiffened as he looked down at his blood-stained hands and the bronze spear that was shattering inch by inch from the bottom up.


    "Roar..."


    With a low growl from something awakening from a long slumber, the hundred-mile sea filled with Sea Beasts and ships was instantaneously crushed and torn open, as a gargantuan abyssal maw with circular serrated teeth surfaced, frenziedly sucking in the aether from the air.


    "Buzzing!"


    Within moments, light patterns emerged on the slimy scaly surface, converging into fin-shaped haloes that lifted the colossally vast monster out of the deep sea.


    A half-snake, half-fish creature stretching for hundreds of miles revealed its fierce outline.


    At this time, King Minos looked down at the Throne Whale beneath his feet, his golden eyes meeting the brown serpent-like vertical pupils of the monster''s head. A chill from the soul instantly spread throughout his body.


    ����Mother of Monsters, Keto.


    ����An unfathomable sea embodying danger to humanity, a symbol of unknown lands and bizarre creatures.


    Released from the depths of the Sea of Okeanos were not only deities but also a genuine ancient demon!


    "Roar!"


    At this moment, sensing the noise above the surface and the foreign object atop its head, the half-snake, half-fish Mother of Monsters angrily vibrated its fins. Haloes of light appeared around its body, focusing and drawing torrents of Magic Tide into the center, forming visible aether whirlpools.


    "Run!"


    Seeing this, Luo En didn''t hesitate to dash to one side, grabbed Little Medusa who was entangled with Scylla on the sea, and plunged into the water.


    Almost simultaneously, hundreds of iridescent light bands streaked across the sea surface.


    Ships, Sea Beasts, high walls, and buildings all dissolved in the dazzling yet ferocious radiance.

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    "Whoosh~~"


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of surfacing, Luo En emerged from the depths of the sea a hundred meters below, cradling Little Medusa in his arms and looked back at the previous scene of the sea battle.


    Across the view, more than a dozen Minos Warships were cut in half, their fragmented wrecks emitting intense flames and thick smoke as they slowly sank;


    The few dozen survivors from the Divine Blood Guard, piloting the surviving warships, were searching and rescuing their nearby comrades who had fallen into the water:


    But whether ships or men, the scattered and somewhat pitiful number was only a third of what it had been before...


    Similarly, the state of affairs on Crete Island was also a scene of devastation.


    The coastal defenses constructed with so much effort, were like blocks torn apart by a naughty child, with several shocking gaps almost penetrating Crete Island from the outside in.


    The scorched earth mixed with the sticky blood and flesh of humans painted a picture like something out of hell:


    The unceasing cries and wails rose from the cities affected on the island, spreading chaos uncontrollably...


    Humanity was completely defeated.


    However, as his gaze returned to the sea, the situation with the beast tide could hardly be called optimistic.


    The floating limbs and flesh in the water contributed not only from the human side but more so from the Sea Beasts.


    The severed body of a Lamia, the charred remains of a Siren, and various unnamable monsters covered much of the sea surface.


    Even Scylla, who had dodged too slowly, had two heads and three limbs blasted off and was now writhing in agony in the sea with her blood and flesh undulating, frantically fleeing away from the battlefield, carrying a stream of blood.


    Hiss~!


    Luo En glanced at the tragic state of the deep-sea behemoth and looked gravely at the giant serpentine-fish creature with floating luminous patterns, which was a huge living artillery, and couldn''t help but gasp with shock.


    No wonder the Siren sisters made a run for it...


    No wonder the beast tide from the depths of the sea had not dared to awaken their common mother...


    This so-called mother of a hundred monsters was nothing but an indiscriminate map cannon!


    As the embodiment of a maritime disaster, its mind was almost completely filled with destructive madness and once awakened, it did not care for the likes of kin or offspring��anyone who provoked it would be instantly obliterated.


    The Scylla, who had half her body blasted away moments ago, was the best proof of this.


    Facing such an uncontrollable monster, not just the human side, but even the beast tide itself was intimidated.


    Therefore, the Siren sisters had been singing atop the Great Whale not only to manipulate the beast tide''s attack but also to soothe the mother of monsters below them, ensuring she stayed sound asleep, merely acting as a central coordinator for the swarms of beasts.


    However, an unforeseen variable on the island of Crete pushed the side with the absolute advantage of sea monsters into a corner.


    Seeing King Minos and a large group of Divine Blood Guard breaking through all blockades aggressively searching for them, intending to puncture them like a sieve, the life-valuing Siren sisters didn''t hesitate, forcibly awakening the decisive weapon beneath them before turning tail to flee, instantly betraying their fellow sea creatures brought from the depths of the Sea of Okeanos.


    As for the outcome, Luo En figured that not only humans but even the Sea Beasts must be cursing in their hearts.


    "The King! It''s the King!"


    At this moment, with a series of subdued cheers, the few Minos Warships tasked with the rescue pulled up an unkempt and stooped figure from the dark red blood water and floating corpse pieces.


    "Cough cough..."


    The moment he was hoisted onto the deck, King Minos, just coming to consciousness, coughed violently, a dull noise came from his lungs and chest cavity, his pale face dripped with cold sweat, and he struggled to rise needing assistance from those around him to barely manage it.


    As an old demigod, a child of Zeus, although he survived the map cannon of Keto with his strong instincts and will to fight.


    He had undoubtedly suffered severe internal injuries from facing an ancient marine deity head-on, therefore losing the capacity to fight again.


    "Aren''t you retreating yet?"


    Above in mid-air, Luo En once again shot a golden arrow, killing a demigod Sea Beast that was chaotically crashing towards the warship, and shouted a reminder.


    Under such circumstances, there was no longer any need to continue the battle with the beast tide.


    The sea deity above didn''t care what species or faction you were from.


    So, it was crucial for everyone to first flee for their lives.


    In the meantime, Luo En and Little Medusa tacitly took up positions on either side, clearing a path for the fleet through the raging tide of beasts.


    The Minosians'' most elite fleet, having advanced too deeply, was now thoroughly mixed into the midst of the beast tide.


    At this moment, the Sea Beasts scurrying around headlessly became the biggest obstacle on their return journey.


    "Go!"


    With things having reached this point, King Minos could no longer afford to ponder; he wiped the streak of divine blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth and forced out the command through clenched teeth.


    The authorized Divine Blood Guard, no longer concerned with appearance, promptly unfurled the sails fully and worked with the oarsmen to row, trying to leave the tragic battlefield behind as quickly as possible.


    However, Keto, now awakened, evidently was not about to let these noisy little creatures leave easily.


    Whether beast or man.


    "Roar!"


    A beast-like, serpent-like roar came from behind them, and a deep abyss-like maw opened up, sucking toward the sea surface and forming a vacuum-like vortex.


    Suddenly, the sea water and the floating debris, air and ether drifting around, and even the thousands of Sea Beasts attempting to escape were swallowed into the abyssal mouth, becoming its food.

 Chapter 89 78: There is a mole, terminate the transaction (Revised)_2

    Similarly, the Minos Warship, which was turning its bow to escape the battlefield, was pulled back into the gaping maw of the abyss by the reversing seawater and the suction of air.


    The surviving Divine Blood Guard exerted all their strength but were unable to move the ship even a fraction forward. Feeling the abyssal maw drawing nearer and nearer behind them, they couldn''t help but feel their souls tremble with fear.


    In the critical moment, Little Medusa immediately abandoned the Sea Beasts scrambling in front of her, turned around, and her metallic wings vibrated violently behind her.


    "Swoosh swoosh!"


    Dozens of bronze feather-arrows resembling owl feathers broke through the air, striking the head of Keto, the Mother of Monsters, in an attempt to disrupt the creature''s feeding frenzy.


    However, such minor injuries were nothing more than mosquito bites to the colossal and astonishingly resilient Keto, who didn''t even show interest in swatting them away...


    "Pfft!"


    A streak of golden light, mixed among the bronze feathers, turned into a piercing thunderbolt that plunged deep into Keto''s head, penetrating the right compound eye.


    In an instant, dark golden fluid spurted from the exploding eye of the creature. Stimulated by the agony, Keto let out a painful roar.


    "Aoow!"


    At once, the reversing seawater was expelled again by the great maw, and the Minos Fleet seized the opportunity to break free and rush towards the coast.


    At that moment, Luo En, who had seized the opportunity to shoot a golden arrow, watched as the fleet successfully extricated itself. He shook his slightly numb arm and muttered to himself.


    Sure enough, tough as a deity...


    If it weren''t for having equipment capable of penetrating armor, he wouldn''t have known how to attack against that tank-like Mother of Monsters with assassin damage output.


    But as his gaze lowered to the jar with only 9 golden arrows left, and with Keto still lively and bouncing on the sea surface, Luo En''s face grew dark again.


    Clearly, as a trifle gift to a lover, Zeus could not give Europa the finest quality.


    The damage from the golden arrows was there, but it was not substantial.


    This thing might kill a demigod with one arrow, but against a true deity, it was obviously not sufficient.


    Of course, it was also possible that Zeus did not want his son to possess a power that could threaten deities.


    After all, Zeus was one to calculate to the bone.


    "Hum!"


    As Luo En was deep in thought, the familiar and terrifying sound of aether resonated from behind, sending shivers down his spine.


    Turning to look back, a series of intersecting rings of light were lighting up around Keto, with vortexes of light accumulating vast magic power.


    Here it comes again!


    The previous gruesome scene flashed in everyone''s minds, causing the survivors to shudder in unison, attempting to flee this dangerous sea area.


    However, facing the countless light spots stretching for hundreds of miles, fleeing was merely a futile struggle.


    "Hiss hiss hiss hiss!"


    The dense bands of light, once again carrying the shrill sound of ripping through the air, swept across the sea surface, forging ahead and forming a mottled palette of colors that could engulf everything.


    "Hum!"


    Yet, this seemingly indomitable divine might came to a stop in front of a flare of golden light that erupted near the sea, unable to advance any further.


    In mid-air, Luo En, who was holding onto Little Medusa, ready to dive, paused and turned to look at the disc of golden sun, or rather��


    The man ignited by the golden flames.


    The old man standing alone above the sea straightened his stooped back, golden blood seething from his pores, transforming into blinding flames.


    Burning divine blood defended the human resolve.


    By now, the coastal defense line had already been severely damaged and could not withstand a second bombardment without the protection of the Citadel.


    If it went badly, the entire Island of Crete could potentially disintegrate and sink into the sea.


    Therefore, he could not dodge or retreat.


    But even with divine blood aflame, there existed a gap between demigods and deities.


    That light, even if extremely brilliant, was merely the lingering glow of a setting sun.


    "Swoosh!"


    A streak of golden light flew over the head of King Minos and plunged directly into the top of Keto''s head, exploding chunks of flesh.


    "Aoow!"


    The Mother of Monsters couldn''t help but let out a painful roar as divine power violently surged out of her.


    At once, the light spots that had appeared around her became even more dazzling.


    The golden flames that straddled the sea''s surface danced violently, flickering like a candle in the wind, always on the verge of being extinguished.


    "Hold on! Give me ten seconds!"


    A deep voice came from behind, and the silver-haired figure, who had initially turned away from the battlefield, had stopped unexpectedly, drawing a second golden arrow and pulling back the bowstring to its limit.


    "Okay!"


    King Minos nodded without hesitation, not retreating but advancing, pores erupting with an even more intense stream of golden mist, which he translated into burning kindling to staunchly withstand the divine might coming head-on.


    "Swoosh!"


    The second arrow flew out, hitting its target once again, blasting open a patch of flesh on that massive, sturdy body.


    In response to the pain, Keto''s body shuddered and, in a fit of rage, its thrashing heads and tails stirred up violent waves, causing the bundle of golden light on the surface of the sea to dim considerably in an instant.


    Luo En watched expressionlessly to the front and continued to load a third arrow.


    Then a fourth, a fifth, a sixth...


    Not until the eighth golden arrow had hit its mark did Luo En take out the last remaining arrows from his quiver.


    Little Medusa, pale-faced at his side, bit her lip as usual, slicing open the wrist of her left hand and dripping dark golden divine blood into the clay jar tied under the arrowhead, then sealed it with a protective spell.


    Blood of Gorgon, poison on the left and antidote on the right.


    Although they weren''t sure how effective it would be against the Mother of All Monsters, they had no choice but to treat the situation like a dead horse as though it were still alive.


    If he recalled correctly, Keto''s divinity should be suppressed by Medusa.


    While he waited, Luo En slightly narrowed his eyes, looking towards Keto''s blurred forehead.


    The earlier eight golden arrows were firmly embedded in the flesh of the Mother of All Monsters, tracing the outline of a "blast" in Hermes Script.


    However, one last stroke was needed to complete it...


    With the golden arrow carrying the Gorgon''s Poison now in hand, Luo En took a deep breath, stirred the scant divine power left in his body, pulled back the bowstring facing the dazzling light spots on the sea, and released the long-planned arrow.


    "Hiss!"


    The arrow tore through the air, passing through the almost completely dissipated golden flames in front, avoiding a dense web of beams, and flew straight towards the landing spot reserved by the eight golden arrows.


    Hit!


    Little Medusa on the battlefield, seeing everything go as anticipated, couldn''t help clenching her fists and shouting excitedly in her heart.


    "Boom!"


    Immediately, the golden arrows shot into Mother of All Monsters Keto''s head, setting off a chain reaction as the fierce blast caused the eight previous golden arrows to explode, spraying the dark golden Blood of Gorgon attached to the end of the arrow shaft through the wounds and into Keto''s body.


    The Mother of All Monsters rampaging on the sea convulsed as if struck by lightning, its sticky body turning into large patches of gray-white, with dried lumps of flesh cracking and peeling off.


    "Aaah~~~!"


    Keto could not help but emit a painful wail, promptly dispersing the light spots gathered on its body and diving headfirst into the deep sea, vanishing amidst the surging giant waves.


    "We won! We''ve won!"


    Watching the colossal monster flee in disarray, the soldiers and priests on the island, survivors of calamity, couldn''t help but weep for joy, letting out a thunderous cheer.


    No, not yet!


    The Mother of All Monsters was too resilient; it had faced the erosion of nine bottles of Blood of Gorgon head-on and still managed to dive energetically into the sea, letting the seawater wash away the fierce poison staining its body.


    Its current injuries could only temporarily repel it, not enough to be fatal.


    Should they give chase?


    Luo En looked back at Little Medusa, who had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and at King Minos, who was falling towards the sea surface, he hesitated.


    "Grandfather! I''ll help you!"


    Just as Luo En was undecided, a strapping young man dressed in beast fur, looking like a hunter with the build of a small giant and carrying a longbow, rushed impatiently out of the woods and strode across the sea as if on flat land, heading directly for the warship.


    Walking on water? The protection of the Sea?


    Luo En''s expression tensed, eyes filled with doubt.


    Was this person really here to help?


    And as the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the contorted, angry old face at his side, and he recalled the address spoken just a moment ago, Luo En''s eyebrows raised, hinting at something profound.


    "Do you know each other?"


    At that moment, King Minos, who Anna had just pulled back onto the deck, glared at the hearty young man coming straight for him, his eyes brimming with menace.


    "That is Orion, the bastard of my unworthy daughter Euryale and the God of the Sea, Poseidon!"

 Chapter 90 79: Actors, Please Take Your Places

    The crimson sea shimmered as the remaining warship slowly made its way to shore.


    Before the ship could fully dock, a towering figure eagerly rushed towards the port to greet it.


    "Grandfather, you''ve finally returned!"


    King Minos descended from the ship''s cabin, ignoring the attentive welcome with a forced smile as he looked at his grandson.


    "What''s the matter? You seem rather disappointed."


    For a moment, Orion''s outstretched hand froze mid-air, his facial expression stiffening as the atmosphere turned icy.


    However, the young hero quickly scratched his head and revealed his signature simple-hearted grin.


    "Not at all! I''m too happy to see you unharmed, and since Mother and Father were worried about you, they sent me to visit. Thankfully, I arrived just in time!"


    The response was both a defense and a show of merit.


    "How fortuitous. A moment later and we might have already dealt with that creature."


    King Minos was unimpressed; his golden eyes gazed deeply at his grandson, speaking again with profound insinuation.


    "If your father blames me for the casualties among the ocean kin, the Minosians wouldn''t be able to face the God of the Sea''s retribution."


    God of the Sea?


    He is Poseidon''s son!


    Suddenly, the bystanders who grasped the hidden meaning of his words shifted uneasily, looking at the so-called "hero" with scrutiny and doubt.


    If they weren''t mistaken, the sea beasts belonged to Poseidon.


    Perceiving the abrupt chill in the air, Orion''s facial muscles twitched, struggling to maintain his guileless expression as he inwardly cursed.


    This old man used to be so straightforward, so when did he become so cunning with words?


    Of course, it could also be that his own Father God''s infamy was too great in the nearby seas, and he had inadvertently given his grandfather a handle to use against him.


    He should have mentioned only his mother.


    Orion was full of regret, frowning as he pondered how to defuse these veiled jibes.


    The sight of his grandson''s frustration and embarrassment brought a surge of satisfaction to King Minos.


    Just as he was about to add another barb, a sword pommel nudged insistently at his back.


    Recalling the advice given before setting foot on land, the elderly man reluctantly abandoned the idea, mustering tolerance seemingly befitting his seniority. He took the initiative to grasp Orion''s hand.


    "Forget it, you needn''t worry about adult matters. Come, help me back to the palace and tell me about your mother''s well-being."


    "Ah, of course, grandfather, I''ll support you!"


    Hearing King Minos''s yielding tone and unsure how to alleviate the awkwardness, Orion quickly took the opportunity to step down, eagerly assisting his grandfather towards the palace.


    Along the way, Orion occasionally spoke of trivial household matters related to his mother and shared amusing anecdotes from his travels, attempting to bridge the emotional gap between them. King Minos responded intermittently, trying to show some measure of closeness.


    Yet, the smile that creased the old man''s face was, to say the least, a disastrous accident.


    Luo En, mingled among the Divine Blood Guard, watched the grandfather and grandson acting all familial in public and couldn''t help but wince.


    But then, thinking of his own situation, he made peace with it.


    Well, after all, that was the tradition of Greek families.


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    In Knossos City, the palace.


    As the dismissed servants securely closed the doors and windows, leaving the scene, King Minos, who had been holding back the entire way, no longer felt the need to continue the charade. He eyed his grandson coldly and got straight to the point.


    "Speak, what brings you to me?"


    "It''s because Mother is worried about home and asked me to come and check on you," Orion answered with a simple-hearted face, then straightened his back, looking arrogantly at the enfeebled figure on the throne who even in sitting, required support.


    "It seems indeed that you are advanced in years. Had I not arrived when I did, you might have upset Mother."


    "Impudent...!"


    Princess Ariadne, who sat beside the throne, immediately glared furiously at her nominal nephew upon hearing this.


    Perhaps it was the curse of the Divine King''s family: King Minos, though possessing the blood of Zeus and father to five sons and five daughters, seemed to have only one child who truly cared for him��Princess Ariadne.


    Her brothers coveted the throne, while her sisters were more unruly than the next.


    First, her eldest sister engaged in an affair with the god Apollo and broke away from their father.


    Then came the excessive actions of Euryale, her younger sister. She not only became intimate with Poseidon but also bore him this demigod offspring named Orion.


    If it were the former, some reconciliation might be possible between father and daughter.


    But the latter was an unforgivable betrayal for King Minos, akin to stabbing him fiercely in the heart.


    Understanding the consequences, that sister who had fled for "love" had not once returned to Crete Island since the incident.


    However, her son with Poseidon had visited several times.


    But the purpose was to persuade Crete Island to submit to Atlantis.


    Moreover, every time he visited, this nephew would intentionally or unintentionally stare at her with a greedy and fervent look, which made Princess Ariadne quite dislike those eyes.


    At that moment, hearing Princess Ariadne''s reprimand, Orion laughed nonchalantly, feigning innocence.


    "Auntie, don''t be angry. I am only considering our grandfather''s health."


    Immediately after, he shifted the topic and looked towards the visibly aging King Minos on the throne, speaking earnestly.


    "Grandfather, that demon is only wounded and likely still roams the open sea, and your body is really not fit to continue this strain. For the sake of Crete Island, why not let the younger generation take over the burden?"


    "So?" King Minos asked expressionlessly in return.


    "As long as you give the nod, I would risk my life to protect Crete Island for you, guaranteeing that the Minosians will never suffer from the beast tide again!"


    Orion raised his right fist to his chest, pledging solemnly.


    So that was it...


    Luo En, who stood quietly in the shadows, watched Minos''s eager nephew and couldn''t help but sneer inwardly.


    This guy obviously wasn''t here to help, but to usurp the throne.


    And, from the outbreak of the beast tide to the appearance of Orion himself, it seemed that everything had been planned in advance by the God of the Sea.


    The intent was simple.


    Poseidon didn''t plan to destroy the whole of Crete Island; what he wanted was the submission of the Minosians, the faith of the new humans.


    And the greatest obstacle was undoubtedly the still alive and well-respected King Minos.


    Thus, he used the beast tide as a pretext, on one hand to intimidate the Minosians and weaken Crete''s resistance, and on the other, to force King Minos to step down, critically wound, or exhaust the obstinate old foe to death.


    Then, if everything went according to script, with Crete leaderless, it would be time for the hero to take the stage.


    Indeed, this Son of the God of the Sea mixed with Minosian and Poseidon''s blood��Orion!


    Once he remarkably saves Crete Island by defeating Keto under everyone''s watch, averting the disaster...


    Then Orion would surely be supported by all the Minosians, accumulating great prestige.


    Following that, he could use his victorious glory to naturally and justifiably force a palace coup.


    By then, with King Minos old and gravely injured, and the princes lacking the ability to lead alone, the change of throne on Crete Island would be almost certain.


    Once Orion, the Son of the God of the Sea, rose to power and silenced the discord within, Crete would gradually reforge its faith in the God of the Sea, becoming a vassal of Atlantis.


    However, a sudden accident led to the perfect plan''s untimely demise.


    The Minosians not only thwarted the beast tide''s invasion but even nearly crippled Keto, who was supposed to be the failsafe, creating a glorious moment for the old king.


    With no choice, Orion, who had been lurking nearby, had to make his move ahead of time upon sensing that something was wrong at sea.


    No wonder...


    I wondered why he appeared just in time; it turns out he has always been nearby.


    Having figured out the crux of the matter, Luo En took a new look at the seemingly honest but actually crafty Son of God and shook his head in secret.


    It must be said that King Minos was still lacking in raising his son.


    At this time, Orion down below got tired of pretending, taking steps to ascend the dais, carrying on Greece''s excellent family tradition.


    "Grandfather, how about giving it some thought? I am doing all this for you..."


    "You want me to abdicate? You''re not qualified yet! Get out!"


    Hearing this unabashed ambition and purpose, King Minos looked up and roared, a formidable aura stirring within his frail body.


    However, sensing the flickering flame of life within that decaying form, Orion''s face showed an even greater disdain.


    "Grandfather, it seems like your body can''t withstand much more. I advise you to take care of yourself and leave the taxing duties to us younger ones; it''s for everyone''s good."


    "You shut up!"


    Seeing her father becoming so enraged that his chest heaved uncontrollably, Princess Ariadne could not hold back her rebuke any longer.


    Yet, this did not make Orion feel the slightest remorse, but instead, he blatantly revealed his reprehensible nature.


    "Auntie, don''t rush. Once I ascend to the throne, you''ll be the first one I marry."


    Orion gazed at the beautiful high priestess, his greedy and fervent eyes settling on her voluptuous figure.


    "As long as you obediently comply, you will remain the high priestess of the Minosians as before, and our bloodline will become the new rulers of Crete Island..."


    As he spoke, facing the elder he had long coveted, Orion couldn''t help but reach out his hand to grab that pure white wrist, eager to indulge in the sensation of impropriety and taboo prematurely.


    Although a bit anxious, as far as he remembered, aside from that old thing on the throne, there should be no one on Crete Island capable of threatening him.


    So, why not spend the night at the palace?


    "Bang!"


    A muffled thunderous noise not only interrupted his fantasizing but also broke his nose.

 Chapter 91 80: The Beauty of Missing Brainstem (10,000 Words Achieved)

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    Someone''s here!


    As dizziness caused by a concussion washed over him, Orion''s vision darkened, and he subconsciously covered his sore, bleeding nose, stumbling in his steps.


    Before he could react, a figure with silvery-white long hair, clad in the light armor of the Imperial Guard, burst out from behind the throne''s curtains, grabbed his neck, and slammed him heavily onto the stone slabs of the great hall.


    Looking down at the thrashing Son of the God of the Sea below, a certain dishonorable man who launched a shameless surprise attack, grinned.


    "Guess, since your grandfather foresaw your intentions, why he would invite you to the palace alone?"


    In the meantime, a petite purple figure emerged from the other side of the curtain, while gently pulling up Princess Ariadne''s hand to comfort her, she disdainfully glanced toward the Son of the God of the Sea.


    "I thought he was more formidable..."


    And then, three princes who should have been dealing with the aftermath at the coastal fortress, came from the back door, removed their owl feather cloaks that hid their presence, and glared grimly at their great-nephew on the ground.


    At that moment, seeing the unfriendly gazes of his relatives, the Son of the God of the Sea, his face now a purplish hue from restraint, managed to pry a gap from the hand throttling his throat and hoarsely growled.


    "Kill me, and Keto will immediately come to level Crete Island! The Father God will not spare you either!"


    At these words, the princes thought of the nightmarish ribbon of light and the catastrophic scene of the earth shattering, and their faces changed instantly, looking up hesitantly at King Minos on the throne.


    "Father, Father..."


    Under the call of his three sons and their emphatic gazes, the elderly man watching coldly from the throne, finally sighed, pondering slowly.


    "Please, stop for a moment..."


    Luo En, hearing this, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn''t speak, and nonchalantly released Orion''s neck, retreating to the side.


    Seeing the Son of the God of the Sea getting up from the ground unharmed, the three princes couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    Princess Ariadne, standing by the side, bit her cherry lips with a somewhat pale face.


    King Minos on the throne observed the reactions of his children, and his eyes revealed deep disappointment.


    "Grandfather, I had your best interests in mind, as well as those of Crete Island, with no intention of offense!"


    Having managed to extricate himself and realizing the precariousness of his current situation, Orion immediately put on that candid expression and earnestly cautioned.


    "After all this time, do you not yet understand? In the world of the gods, failing to revere the Deities will lead to no good end!"


    The elderly man lifted his head and gazed solemnly at his grandson, his eyes showing undisguised disgust.


    "For your mother''s sake, get out before I change my mind..."


    "Grandfather! Keto will be back within seven days at the latest! The Minosians may win by chance once, but cannot keep winning! Don''t you ever consider the future of Crete Island?"


    Seeing the elderly man on the throne still impenetrable, Orion suddenly became more anxious, with a hint of threat mingling in his tone.


    Finally, King Minos, unable to bear it any longer, darkened visibly and burst into an explosive roar.


    "Get out!"


    In an instant, a golden stream of light burst forth from the frail body, striking Orion in the chest like a heavy punch.


    Amidst a muffled boom, the figure shot out like a cannonball, breaking through the outer wall and smashing several stone columns in the plaza, before crashing down in front of the palace gates.


    A good quarter of an hour later, Orion, coughing up blood, clumsily climbed out of the deep pit and, still unresigned, yelled toward the palace.


    ```


    "Grandfather, there are only seven days left, please consider my suggestion seriously. I am also..."


    "BOOM!"


    The muffled thunder induced by the ether factor exploded within the palace. Orion, seeing this, immediately changed his expression, ducked his head, and turned to dash towards the outskirts of Knossos City, cursing inwardly.


    Damn it, this thing is almost out of breath, how can it still be so vigorous?


    Just wait, by the Father God above, I will eventually become the master of Crete Island!


    At this moment, inside the great hall, the standing gold figure gradually retracted his overflowing divinity and sat back down on the throne.


    That originally aged body became even more hunched and decayed, as if there was a sense of imminent demise.


    "Father..."


    The three princes mumbled, lowering their heads somewhat ashamed.


    "I''m all right, but the city-states need soothing, the damaged defenses need to be rebuilt, and there are many other things you all need to attend to."


    The old man waved his hand, his voice somewhat low.


    "You may withdraw now..."


    Upon hearing their father''s instruction, the three princes immediately nodded in agreement, bowed, and left the ruined great hall.


    After his sons'' figures had disappeared from view, King Minos turned his head to look at Luo En, showing a bitter smile.


    "You must find this laughable."


    "Not at all."


    Luo En shook his head slightly, his expression as calm as ever.


    However, as if King Minos hadn''t heard him, he continued to mutter while lightly patting his daughter''s somewhat cold hand.


    "I apologize, Crete Island cannot endure any more turmoil right now, everyone needs time to catch their breath, including me. Therefore, he cannot die, at least not now..."


    "I understand."


    "But don''t worry, I have marked him with divine power, letting him live a few more days for now."


    "Hmm..."


    Luo En listened to the words filled with the sorrow of an old father, of a king, of a weakling, responding softly until the dull snoring came from the throne.


    "Father has fallen asleep; I will wake him up right away!"


    Princess Ariadne, seeing this, couldn''t help but panic on her face.


    The successive ordeals and her brothers'' attitudes had already weighed heavily on her, putting her on high alert.


    Yet, Luo En made a silencing gesture and shook his head gently.


    "He is very tired; let him rest for a while. We still have enough reaction time; I will come again tomorrow."


    Hearing this considerate response, Princess Ariadne sighed in relief, her eyes showing a trace of gratitude.


    Just as she was about to step down and order someone to bring her father inside to rest, the ground beneath her trembled, nearly causing her to fall.


    The little Medusa at his side was quick to react, promptly steadying Princess Ariadne and taking the initiative to speak up.


    "High Priestess Sister, you need to rest too. Why don''t you let me stay here tonight?"


    "But..."


    "This is an order!"


    Little Medusa picked up the Goddess Emblem on her chest, her young face tensed up, and she took on the air of a Divine Envoy.


    Faced with this, Princess Ariadne could only nod in acceptance of the divine decree, feeling both helpless and grateful.


    Having managed the devout High Priestess, Little Medusa unapologetically assigned the task to the only one she truly trusted.


    "Luo En, it''s not very safe outside. Why don''t you go sleep at our place, and tomorrow morning, we can reconvene and come up with a good plan?"


    "That sounds good..."


    Luo En thought for a moment, then gave a slight nod, casually handing over a metal bird feather that could resonate and transmit sound to the determined Little Medusa. He gave her a serious warning,


    "If there''s any sign of trouble, notify me immediately. Don''t try to be a hero on your own!"


    Little Medusa took the bird feather pendant, obediently nodded, and then cast a barrier, blending her figure into the shadows of the great hall.


    After checking carefully outside for a while, Luo En finally felt assured and led Princess Ariadne into the carriage, then drove the horse-drawn carriage toward Hestia''s residence.


    It seemed she was too exhausted, as the High Priestess had already dozed off in the carriage before they reached their destination.


    Luo En thought about it and knocked on the gate of the residence.


    Hestia, who had become something of a servant, carried the sleeping Princess Ariadne into the bedroom, and after coming downstairs, looked at Luo En with a strange expression, examining him from head to toe.


    "Don''t look at me like that; I didn''t touch her a bit," Luo En said, raising his hands as he spoke to clear his own name.


    Hestia rolled her eyes at the man in front of her, huffing irritably.


    "The fact that you didn''t touch her makes it suspicious!"


    "..."


    Thinking of the moral standards of the gods, Luo En opened his mouth, but for a moment, he found himself speechless.


    To avoid dwelling on this awkward subject, he decided to grow serious, speaking in a deep voice,


    "King Minos is in trouble!"


    Hearing the bad news, Hestia, who had been somewhat teasing, immediately became serious, locking the door at once to listen to the account of the one involved.


    "Bang!"


    Half an hour later, Hestia slammed her fist down hard on the table, her face indignant.


    "Poseidon has gone too far! And that Orion, he''s no good either! Next time I see them, I''m definitely going to beat them up!"


    "Whether you beat them up or not is another matter. Let''s get through this one first," Luo En said, pinching his sore temple, leaning back in the chair, and closing his eyes with a weary sigh.


    "Judging by King Minos''s condition, he probably won''t last much longer; otherwise, he wouldn''t have let Orion off so easily."


    "If need be, I''ll step in and stew that sea monster!" the frank and direct Hestia declared in a resigned manner as if willing to smash the pot since it was already cracked.


    "It''s no use..."


    Luo En, who had already given up on expecting Hestia''s strategic insight, clarified the stakes and reasons bluntly,


    "The crux of the matter is no longer this beast wave. Even if you defeat Keto, then Poseidon will have even more reason to intervene.


    Once King Minos dies, whichever of the princes who inherits the throne may not have the determination to keep resisting Poseidon and will eventually submit.


    Moreover, I don''t believe that they, with their God of the Sea-backed cousin Orion, could overcome him.


    In that case, a change of power on Crete Island and a shift in worship is almost foreseeable."


    There was no one to carry on the legacy; a single tree could not support an entire forest.


    That was the real headache of King Minos.


    Then, Luo En looked at the clearly unwilling Hestia and spoke again,


    "The gods of the Celestial Realm are known for their tempers. The fact that they have not intervened yet makes me think that His Majesty the King of Gods must have restrained them, right? If you don''t want to complicate things, I advise you best forget about taking action."


    "That''s right; you guessed it again!"


    Hestia, feeling seen through, turned up her nose in annoyance, then looked at Luo En again with a hint of suspicion,


    "Tell me, when did you figure out who I am?"


    "The first day..."


    "How could you? I hid it so well!"


    "So, why did you use the short form of Hestia as your name without even changing it?"


    "..."


    In his somewhat disparaging gaze, Hestia was at a loss for words once more, feeling the frustrating sense of being outsmarted.


    However, seemingly resigned to her fate,


    the Goddess of the Hearth didn''t dwell on it for a moment longer and simply entrusted all her strategic thinking to the external brain in front of her.


    "So what now? Athena still hasn''t returned; we can''t just watch her hard-earned home be taken away, can we?"


    "If you want to help, then come to the palace with me tomorrow. Hopefully, you have a way to keep King Minos going for a few more days."


    "I can cook, but saving someone..."


    "That''s why we can only try and see..."


    The external brain and the intermittently absent-minded Goddess of the Hearth locked eyes, propped their chins in their hands, and simultaneously let out a sigh in unison.


    "Sigh..."


    "Sigh..."

 Chapter 92 81 I Disagree with This Marriage!

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    The next day, early morning, within Knossos Palace.


    Hestia, treating King Minos, stood by the bed, carefully examining the patient before her.


    Silent by her side were Princess Ariadne, Little Medusa, and Luo En, patiently awaiting the outcome as the atmosphere grew gradually more somber.


    But after all, she was like a duck forced onto a perch, and shortly after, the Goddess of the Hearth shook her head in frustration,


    "This is difficult..."


    Upon hearing this, Princess Ariadne still held out some hope.


    "Is there really no other way? Please think again!"


    With a sigh, Hestia helplessly muttered, showing an expression of being unable to assist.


    "The divine blood has almost burned out, the soul nearing withering. It''s only the unspent vitality of the body that allows him to barely hang on. I''m out of options."


    "But..."


    Princess Ariadne was about to speak again when King Minos, looking even older than the day before, coughed softly, interrupting his daughter''s query.


    "No more words needed, mortals must eventually die. I''m well aware of the state of my body. To have held on this long is already a mercy from the goddess; there''s no need to waste time on this."


    Princess Ariadne pursed her lips, her gaze filled with sorrow and a touch of reluctance, "Father..."


    King Minos gently patted his daughter''s shoulder in comfort, then turned to look at Hestia beside him, managing a sheepish smile on his weathered face, "While I do not fear death, I still have much left unresolved. So might you grant me a bit more time?"


    Hestia, already feeling somewhat guilty for not being able to help, nodded immediately and promised, "No problem, I''ll find a way to help you adjust your body. As long as you avoid physical confrontations, you can live comfortably for a few more months!"


    Hearing this slightly regretful response, King Minos let out a relieved, albeit wry, laugh.


    He had been prepared to not last even seven days; the prospect of several months felt like a luxury.


    The time left for him to prepare was now so ample it was almost bewildering.


    However, the inability to engage in combat was a significant inconvenience.


    He had intended to resolve the issue before letting go, but it seemed he would have to do as that bastard said and leave problems for his successors.


    After a moment of thought, King Minos looked up at the figure standing before the bed, and spoke earnestly.


    "I have an impertinent request. I want you to become the new king of Crete Island!"


    Surprised by this sudden entrustment, Luo En involuntarily twitched his eyelid and quickly coughed in rejection.


    "Uh, that might not be appropriate. I don''t understand any of this..."


    "Being admired by a goddess and handling various difficult problems with ease hardly speaks of ignorance."


    "What if I fail to meet your expectations..."


    "No, judging by how you''ve managed crises these few times, you''ll do better than I did and are more suited to this position!"


    King Minos on the bed contested seriously, looking at Luo En with increasing admiration.


    Clearly, the old man''s choice was not a whim but the result of careful consideration.


    Do I really appear that earnest?


    I only wanted to play a supporting role and coast; I didn''t plan to be the main character under pressure.


    Seeing the other party was impervious to dissuasion and hellbent on dragging him onto this challenging path, Luo En steeled his resolve and presented a more noble reason.


    "I am but a foreigner. It is inappropriate for me to meddle in Minosian internal affairs, and besides, the princes are still alive. Perhaps it would be better to allow them..."


    "If it''s merely a matter of origin, then that''s even less of a problem!"


    At this, the somewhat dispirited King Minos suddenly showed a look of satisfaction, promptly took his daughter''s hand, and placed it in Luo En''s palm with a serious tone.


    "As long as you marry Ariadne and become my son-in-law, you naturally qualify to inherit the throne! No one will object, and once you have offspring, the bloodline of the Minosians will still carry on the succession!"


    "Pfft!"


    Hearing this ingenious solution that only a genius could devise, Luo En, who had just taken a sip of water, suddenly spat it out, unable to suppress a violent cough.


    Brother, are you just going to give your niece away like that?!


    ```


    "No way!"


    Before he could speak, two voices, one high and one low, chimed in unison.


    Huh?


    Immediately, the still-tugging trio of King Minos, Luo En, and Ariadne turned to look in surprise towards the source of the protest.


    Under six bewildered stares, a small figure smoothly hid behind Hestia, using the Goddess of the Hearth as a shield.


    "Cough, what I mean is..."


    Hestia''s forehead beaded with sweat as her brain went into overdrive. Then, her eyes lit up as she suddenly thought of a perfect scapegoat.


    "Athena! Her Highness the princess is Athena''s high priestess, who must remain chaste; she definitely won''t agree!"


    "Yes, yes! The goddess will be very angry!"


    At this moment, Little Medusa also popped her head out from behind Hestia and nodded vigorously.


    Hearing the Divine Envoy''s emphatic assurances, King Minos couldn''t help but hesitate slightly.


    Seizing the moment, Hestia struck while the iron was hot, confidently taking on the responsibility.


    "Don''t worry, you''re not going to die yet, I guarantee you''ll be hopping around until the very end! Let''s solve the problem at hand first; it''s not time to think about that sort of thing yet!"


    "Ah, right, right!"


    Little Medusa tensed her little face and followed up tightly, combining their efforts in a combo technique.


    Finally, after the two''s persistent persuasion, King Minos began to dismiss the idea.


    "Indeed, being so hasty is indeed disrespectful. We should wait for the goddess to return and then formally consult her..."


    Hearing King Minos make such a reasonable choice, the two figures of varying stature nodded in agreement.


    "However..."


    But as the conjunction loomed, their hearts leapt to their throats once again.


    "My body is no longer well-suited to manage affairs of state, so we need someone capable of bearing the burden, and right now there''s only..."


    King Minos in the bed seemed worried, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards the scribe, as if wanting to raise the issue again.


    "Even if he doesn''t take over, he could still help you share the burden, right? After all, Anna is the goddess''s envoy, and he is Anna''s brother and the man favored by the goddess. As long as everything is the will of the goddess, whether personal or official, it will be the best arrangement. With your approval, nobody will object!


    And things have come this far; isn''t he already the one?"


    Hearing this clear and logical argument, Luo En looked at Hestia, who stood beside the bed speaking confidently, with astonishment in his eyes.


    Isn''t she intermittently brain-deficient? When did she get so clever?


    By this time, King Minos on the bed was also persuaded and made a decision on the spot.


    "That seems reasonable. I will hand over the affairs to the temple and have Ariadne transfer them to you. Whatever needs to be done, just command them to carry it out!"


    As he spoke, the old man looked seriously at his daughter, solemnly advising her.


    "Ariadne, support the scribe during this time, follow his instructions. He is the man chosen by the goddess for Crete Island; treat him with the same respect as you would the goddess."


    "Yes, father!"


    Ariadne obediently agreed, nodding seriously, and quickly slipped into the role she needed to play.


    "Then, I''ll go get the matters that need to be transferred, and the files awaiting processing, for the scribe''s review."


    "I''ll help too!"


    Little Medusa quickly followed behind Princess Ariadne.


    Soon, the previously noisy bedroom was strangely silent.


    In the blink of an eye, Luo En, having been elevated to the uncrowned king of Crete Island and the prospective son-in-law to King Minos, looked solemnly at the instigator of the turmoil.


    Hestia shrunk back, her face holding a stiff smile, her gaze filled with a resentful light as she watched the two figures moving away from the doorway, murmuring regretfully in her heart.


    Darn, I was too slow...

 Chapter 93 82: Teammates Sacrificial Rite, Boundless Magical Power

    "Cough..."


    Just as the atmosphere was growing awkard, King Minos, who was lying in bed, gave a light cough and stretched out his hand to pick up the golden scepter from the bedside, handing it over to Luo En, who stood before him.


    "This is the scepter that can command Talos; for the specific spells, you can go ask Ariadne."


    As he took the scepter, hearing King Minos''s tone as if he was entrusting everything to him, Luo En was just about to speak when he was stopped by a gesture from the king.


    "Don''t refuse. I already feel bad enough for imposing responsibilities that should have been mine onto you. Now that my body can''t be of much help, it''s better to give you what can still be used��I hope you can put them to good effect."


    As he spoke, the old man whistled. A hunting dog with straight, slender limbs, smooth and soft fur that shone with a light golden hue, sprinted from the royal garden and dashed like lightning to the bedside, circling around a bronze badge in King Minos''s hand.


    "Remember the scent; from now on, he is your master."


    The old man rubbed the dog''s gentle head, earnestly instructing him, then, with some reluctance, handed the bronze badge over to Luo En''s hands.


    As soon as the badge changed ownership, the Golden Hound let out a low whine and merged into it as a streak of light.


    "So, the rest is up to you..."


    After handing over the two items, the old man patted the back of Luo En''s hand, murmured something, and slowly closed his eyes, falling back into a deep sleep.


    Quietly stepping out, Luo En looked at the two objects in his hands and couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and disbelief.


    The Bronze Giant Talos, the Golden Hound, not to mention the gold arrows he had already used up...


    Now, all three of Crete Island''s heirloom divine artifacts had become his personal belongings.


    His opponents hadn''t even started losing their gold, and here he was, having used up all his teammate''s gold. What kind of situation was this?


    Seeing Luo En''s face change between various expressions, the guilt-ridden Hestia poked the shoulder of the victim and tentatively asked.


    "So, what should we do next?"


    "What do we do? Mix it up!"


    Luo En snapped back to reality and shot a disgruntled glance at Hestia, who had just thrown him into the fire.


    Hearing his unfriendly tone, the ashamed Goddess of the Hearth shrank her neck slightly and spoke softly.


    "How about I take care of Keto after seven days?"


    "This is a stalemate, not a checkmate. If it comes to you taking action, then we''re really hopeless."


    Luo En gently refused and then traced a Hermes Script with his hand, storing away the two divine artifacts gifted by King Minos, before moving forward.


    "Since there''s no escape, let''s go. First, come with me to the council hall to get a grasp of the current situation on Crete Island."


    "Mm-hmm, I knew I could count on you!"


    Seeing Luo En take up the task, the Goddess whose brain was not quite all there suddenly beamed with joy and smoothly followed in the footsteps of her external brain.


    ~~


    In the afternoon, in the royal council hall.


    The scribe who had been working diligently finished reviewing the last document on war casualties and breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted. Then, he leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, his brain whirring with the information at hand and strategizing a solution to the predicament.


    In the second wave of the Sea Beasts'' onslaught, Crete Island suffered heavy losses, with over half of the elite Divine Blood Guard killed or injured, and King Minos''s own unbeatable fleet left with but a few survivors, thus lacking the capacity to take the offensive once more.


    The good news, however, was that the Sea Beasts had been equally decimated.


    Not only was the Divine Blood clade, which was their main combat force, nearly wiped out, the leading figures Scylla, Lamia, the "Great Whirlpool," and the trio of Siren sisters were dead, wounded, or had fled.


    For this, the Mother of Monsters, Keto, deserved much of the credit.


    As an ancient deity with demonic powers, her indiscriminate attacks didn''t differentiate between friend or foe, and the number of Sea Beasts she killed was even higher than the number of Minosians.


    No wonder the trio of Siren sisters only dared to release her at the very last moment.


    Moreover, Luo En estimated that as long as Keto lurked in the nearby seas, the Sea Beasts wouldn''t dare approach Crete Island.


    By that logic, there was no need to worry about facing a major Sea Beast tide; it was enough to concentrate on Keto, who would resurface after seven days.


    Although previous experience had taught him that the Blood of Gorgon had a certain restraining effect,


    he had asked Hestia before, and the biggest difference between deities and Demigods was that the former had some degree of physical immortality and extremely potent regenerative abilities.


    Moreover, the protection of the sea would provide her with endless regenerative magic power.


    Thinking that just relying on the Blood of Gorgon to finish off Keto would probably not suffice, even if Medusa''s small frame was completely drained.


    And after the previous battle, she had consumed a significant amount of Divine Blood and was still in the process of recovery.


    This was troublesome...


    Luo En sighed, handed the organized files to Princess Ariadne, who was waiting to execute them, and looked around with a hint of surprise in his eyes.


    "By the way, where''s Anna? How come I haven''t seen her come with you?"


    Princess Ariadne nodded slightly and replied respectfully.


    "Madam Anna has something urgent to attend to and said she wanted to check on the coastal defense line, so she had me deliver the documents alone,"


    Something urgent?


    Luo En furrowed his brows before rising from his seat and walking towards the door.


    "Go ahead with the matters at hand, and if there''s anything you don''t understand, we can communicate using the feather tokens. I''m going to take a walk,"


    "Yes, Secretary-General,"


    Princess Ariadne, following her father''s teachings, treated Luo En with the respect akin to that accorded to a goddess, nodding courteously as she watched his figure recede into the distance.


    ~~


    Exiting the palace, he followed the main road until he reached the vicinity of the coastal fortress outside the city.


    At this time, after the second wave of sea beasts had struck, the area was undergoing urgent repairs.


    Around him, there were not only soldiers standing firm at their posts but also a large number of residents, some who came out of their own volition and others who responded to a summons.


    They were orderly moving stones, stacking walls, and inscribing defensive charms.


    Every person dared not relax; everyone gave it their all.


    Complaints and disputes were seldom heard.


    After all, the power of individuals is ultimately so insignificant in the world of the gods; humans must strive to stick together to survive.


    Standing at a higher vantage point, Luo En surveyed the scene, filled with soldiers and laborers like a colony of ants. Moved by the sight, the furrow between his brows gradually deepened.


    Strange, where is that girl?


    "Secretary-General, are you looking for Miss Anna?"


    Just as Luo En''s frown tightened, a deep voice came from the construction site.


    A young man in a rough linen shirt with slightly reddened skin walked out of the crowd and approached Luo En.


    Seeing the vaguely familiar face before him, Luo En was surprised.


    "Who are you?"


    "Constantine is my father, whom you''ve met,"


    The young man with one arm began speaking, revealing a simple smile.


    Upon this hint, Luo En suddenly remembered the name.


    During the outbreak of the maritime disaster, he had consulted an experienced old fisherman and had deduced the timing of the first sea beast wave from him, which allowed King Minos to prepare and catch the opposition off-guard.


    So this was the son of that elderly man, no wonder he looked familiar.


    Moreover, considering where they lived, they seemed to be neighbors not far from Hestia, someone Anna always talked about.


    Having confirmed his identity, Luo En''s gaze softened considerably, and he couldn''t help but take a few more glances at the young man''s empty left sleeve.


    "What happened to your arm?"


    "Oh, I didn''t listen to advice and insisted on going out to sea, where I got bitten by a sea beast. Luckily I have a strong life force; I managed to cling to a plank and drifted close to shore, and then Miss Anna pulled me back..."


    While talking, the young man scratched his head awkwardly, his eyes brimming with gratitude towards the petite divine envoy.


    Then, realizing he had digressed, the young man quickly spoke up.


    "Secretary-General, you''re looking for Miss Anna, aren''t you? I saw her heading towards the forest over there,"


    Following that, the young man paused, adding hesitantly his own observation.


    "And it seemed like she was a bit nervous..."


    "Alright, I understand."


    Luo En nodded in thanks and watched the young man leave. Then his eyes narrowed slightly.


    Nervous?


    With the doubts rising in his mind, Luo En turned towards the direction the young man had indicated and strode forward, his hand tracing lines of Hermes script.


    Gradually, his figure weaving through the forest became invisible, blending perfectly with the surroundings.


    Among the spells he had mastered during his decades of study on Aiaia, concealment was his most accomplished, exceeding even that of his old teacher.


    The light breeze rustling through the trees carried a familiar scent and... teasing mockery.


    "What''s the matter? You find it amusing to play house with those mortals, Medusa?"


    "It looks like you''re not planning to obey, my foolish little sister..."


    Luo En''s expression changed slightly as he swiftly took cover behind a tree trunk, peering through the dappled branches at the two figures in the clearing��both unfamiliar and familiar��that suddenly made his heart skip.


    Why are they here?

 Chapter 94 83 Small Fry, Small Fry, Small Fry Humans! (8k+ Completed)

    At this moment, on the central clearing.


    Two petite, beautiful young girls with purple hair tied up in black and white veils, wearing gorgeous long dresses, crossed their arms in front of their chests and looked displeasedly at the even younger figure in front of them.


    That was their youngest sister, who used to be the most obedient (and easiest to bully).


    Unexpectedly, after just a few months of absence, this little girl had mingled with humans and become a servant of the gods, even daring to defy her sisters'' commands.


    This was simply outrageous; she clearly needed a good lesson!


    "Medusa, what kind of love potion have humans fed you, that you won''t even listen to us..."


    The taller eldest sister walked up gracefully, pinching Little Medusa''s tender left cheek with her hand, reprimanding her in a languid tone.


    "You used to be the one most afraid of humans, and now you stand with them, even proclaiming that you will protect them��it''s laughable."


    The slightly shorter second sister quickly followed, mocking irritably while pinching Little Medusa''s right cheek even harder, grumbling with resentment.


    "Do you have any idea? In order to find you, we first drifted on the Sea of Okeanos for half a month, then ran into those Atlanteans who were out looking for trouble. It was hard enough shaking them off and finding our way, only to be swept by a sudden giant wave to who knows where."


    Do you know what it feels like to open your eyes to a horde of Sea Beasts?


    And those idiots, for some crazy reason, weren''t the least bit scared of us, biting at our heels the whole way!


    There were also that six-headed, twelve-footed Scylla, the mermaid-looking Siren witches, the primordial Lamia��and over the top, not only did they have the shamelessness to gang up on us, they even pulled in a primordial demon god to help...!


    Luckily, we were fast, reaching a nearby island before they could encircle us, then felt your burst of energy from this island and made our way here.


    Otherwise, you wouldn''t have been able to see us!"


    "Ahem!"


    Just as the second sister was getting more agitated, the oldest one coughed lightly and cast a sidelong glance at the chattering number two.


    The second sister, catching the hint, hurriedly quieted down, stopping her rant and tearing more fiercely at the youngest sister''s right cheek.


    "That''s not the point! The problem is, we went through so much to find you, and you dare to defy us for these humans! It''s outrageous!"


    "A punishment is needed."


    The eldest sister''s voice remained elegant and lazy, but her grip increased mercilessly.


    Gradually, Medusa''s originally sharp little face took on a rounded feel due to the pinching.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who was witnessing this sisterly bullying from behind the trees, couldn''t help but twitch the corner of his eye.


    Lady of Strength Stheno, Lady of Flying Euryale...


    The remaining two Gorgon Sisters actually left Formless Island, not lying low, but chased all the way from the Sea of Okeanos for their little sister Medusa?


    And why did this encounter sound so familiar?


    The repeatedly missing Imperial Guard of Atlantis? The sea battle between Poseidon and Athena? The primordial beast tide from the Sea of Okeanos?


    The more the person involved thought about it, the more his stomach ached, even beginning to empathize with the Gorgon Sisters, who had never run into good events and never missed a bad one.


    However, it was also because they were rather unlucky, constantly ensnared by one trouble after another.


    Otherwise, he and Little Medusa might not have encountered the beast tide, but instead met with these two first who had traveled a long distance to find them.


    As for what would have happened after such a meeting...


    Luo En watched the scene as Little Medusa was bullied by her sisters, and the Gorgon Sisters acting like typical villains, smoothly withdrew his head and silently prayed for the suffering little girl in his heart.


    If it had been a sisters'' play, they might have been softer, but meeting with himself, the thief who stole the egg, might not have been so courteous.


    After all, the numerous stone sculptures on the Formless Island were his precedent.


    After a prolonged torture, Stheno and Euryale released their grasp, still seemingly unsatisfied.


    Glancing at their little sister''s swollen face on the ground, the forgiving Stheno hooked her finger and assumed a commanding attitude, habitually.


    "Medusa, come here, we''re going home."


    "I won''t go!"


    However, Little Medusa firmly shook her head, refusing the command from her eldest sister.


    Stheno''s eyes narrowed slightly, her voice growing colder.


    "Be good, don''t make me say it a second time. Medusa..."


    "I have to stay here and protect everyone until this is resolved!"


    Little Medusa still didn''t move, earnestly answering back.


    Stheno''s exquisite face frowned slightly, and she scoffed with contempt.


    "What can you change about a war between the gods?"


    "There are some things you still have to do, even if you can''t achieve them!"


    Little Medusa remained resolute, her purple eyes sparkling with an intense fire.


    Perhaps because that light was a bit dazzling, Stheno instinctively looked away.


    Soon, however, she snapped back to reality, her expression growing even darker.


    "So, you''re willing to risk your life for those humans who once slandered us, who hunted us?"


    "Humans are a complex group; you can''t crudely categorize them all the same��there''s good and there''s bad, just as we encountered with the Sea Beasts, some are friendly, and some want to eat us."


    Medusa explained patiently as she looked back towards the outline of the city beyond the dense forest, her face radiating innocence and joy.


    "Everyone in Knossos has been very kind to me; I like them, so I''m willing to fight for them. It''s my choice!"


    Seeing her younger sister repeatedly defy her orders time and again, a coldness characteristic of divine creatures emerged on Stheno''s delicate face, and the patterns of light in her eyes lit up.


    "What if I killed these people you speak of?"


    After a brief silence, Little Medusa slowly lifted her head, the patterns of her bronze serpent armor flickering, as she spoke solemnly.


    "Even if it''s you, I will choose to fight to the end!"


    Stheno and Euryale trembled slightly with anger, but ultimately, they could only respond with a cold snort, casting a gloomy gaze at their disobedient sister.


    After a momentary stalemate, Little Medusa spoke in a deep voice.


    "If there''s nothing else, I''ll be leaving first. There''s a lot to do, and everyone is waiting for me."


    Without waiting for her sisters to reply, her small figure turned and walked briskly towards the outskirts of the dense forest.


    As Little Medusa left the scene, the atmosphere on the central clearing gradually darkened.


    As Stheno and Euryale watched the direction of their sister''s departure, they whispered to each other,


    "She used to be so obedient..."


    "Never rebelled, no matter how much we teased her..."


    "To think she dares defy us now..."


    "It must be someone''s instigation!"


    The telepathic sisters looked at each other, eyes filled with murderous intent.


    "It''s definitely that man who lured her away from the island!"


    "How about we kill him?"


    Euryale gestured with her hand, grinding her teeth with a chilling laugh.


    At that moment, Luo En, hiding under the tree, felt a chill down his spine.


    "No, if we do that, Little Medusa will be angry and if she ignores us in the future, we''ll have no fun."


    Fortunately, as the eldest, Stheno stopped Euryale''s impulsive action in time.


    Yet her reasoning felt oddly twisted.


    Euryale had a headache from the rejection of her proposal.


    "This won''t do, that won''t do. According to those fools outside, the third wave of the Sea Beasts is coming soon. We can''t just stand by and watch, can we?"


    "Of course not!"


    Stheno shook her head and raised her hand to touch her own exquisitely beautiful face, speaking confidently.


    "Our Little Medusa is just too young and doesn''t understand the fickle nature of humans. With just a little effort on our part, once that man who has bewitched her shows his true colors, she will naturally realize that only we are good to her. Then, she will surely come back to us, back to Formless Island, and resume her old life."


    Upon hearing her sister''s plan, Euryale clapped in admiration for the brilliant solution.


    "Great idea, let him fall at the feet of the Goddess'' charisma! And once we take away the thing she cherishes from Little Medusa, she will surely cry, won''t she? Giggling..."


    In the midst of speaking, the Gorgon Sister, eyes brimming with excitement, revealed her malicious true nature.


    "I can hardly wait to see that expression."


    "Yes, me too, and by the way, Euryale. You look utterly beautiful now."


    "Giggling, Stheno, so do you. Somehow, you seem even more beautiful than yesterday..."


    The sisters, accustomed to lavishing praise upon each other, gazed at each other''s cheeks, their faces showing contented and comfortable smiles.


    At that very moment, Luo En, crouched behind the tree and watching the two flat-chested female specters on the clearing as they plotted how to seduce him, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes flickering mysteriously.


    Are you sure you want to play this game?


    ~~


    As the sun set, a figure covered in grass and leaves appeared at the doorstep of Hestia''s home.


    "Where have you been?"


    The Goddess of the Hearth popped her head out of the kitchen, looking curiously at Luo En at the door.


    "Just went out for a walk, and thought about how to break the stalemate..."


    As he spoke, Luo En patted off the grass and leaves on his body and stepped into the house.


    Upon hearing these words, Hestia immediately felt somewhat remorseful.


    "I''m sorry, this was supposed to be between Athena and me..."


    Luo En''s eyes swept over the Goddess of the Hearth''s face, filled with guilt, and with a tempting tone, he spoke softly.


    "Would you like to help? Not just me, but Athena and the Minosians too?"


    "I would!"


    Instantly, Hestia, who had been upset about not being able to contribute, lit up, nodding her head without hesitation, and even eagerly pressed him.


    "Tell me, tell me, what do you need me to do?!"


    Luo En surveyed Hestia''s full figure, then a mysterious smile appeared on his face.


    "Just a small, a small sacrifice..."


    "...!"


    Suddenly, Hestia felt an inexplicable chill, and she instinctively hugged her chest tightly.

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    The next morning, Little Medusa and Hestia left early, heading toward the royal palace to continue their unfinished medical treatments and coordination.


    Luo En, who stayed home alone, opened the window, leaned on the second floor, and perused the documents sent by Princess Ariadne, handling official business.


    Time slipped by, and as midday approached, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually increased, stockpiling supplies for the impending disaster.


    One by one, carriages sped past, travelling back and forth between Knossos City and the coastal fortresses, transporting metals, ores, timber needed for building, and priests and officiants with Runes to the camp.


    The entire city, shrouded in shadow, was like a tightly wound toy, desperately squeezing out its will to survive and war potential.


    However, mistakes happen when busy.


    "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"


    At this moment, a panicked shout came from the street, and Luo En looked up to see a carriage loaded with materials hurtling down the sloping road, uncontrollably heading towards the entrance of Hestia''s house.


    A pair of twin girls with purple hair stood by the road, obliviously.


    "Be careful!"


    Seeing that a collision was imminent, Luo En''s brow furrowed, and he leaped out from the second floor, pulling the twin purple-haired girls aside to narrowly avoid the oncoming carriage.


    At the same time, the Magic Power within his body surged quietly, forcibly grabbing the reins at the front, stopping the two uncontrollable warhorses.


    "Screech!"


    Accompanied by a harsh screeching sound, the carriage screeched to a halt at one side. Then, a sweaty, portly man with a fear-stricken face emerged from the driver''s seat, his balding head beaded with sweat, looking terrified.


    "Sorry, sorry, is everyone alright?"


    "Thank goodness for this young man''s help. That was really terrifying!"


    The younger of the purple-haired twins patted her chest, appearing weak and distressed, pitiable to the eye.


    The portly man was overwhelmed with guilt, even feeling a suicidal impulse to apologize with his death.


    Luckily, the older sister waved her hand slightly, appearing more understanding.


    "Anyway, it''s all good since nobody''s hurt. Just be more careful next time. And it seems like you have urgent business, right? Go on with your work first."


    "Yes!"


    The portly man nodded as if possessed, then remembered the critical military materials on the carriage, and quickly thanked everyone profusely before hurrying back onto the carriage.


    Strange, they were always so docile before. Why did they suddenly go crazy?


    The portly man muttered to himself as he urged the warhorses on, driving the carriage towards the outskirts of the city.


    "If the two of you are alright..."


    Luo En glanced back at the twin girls who had narrowly escaped disaster, gave a gentle smile, and pointed upstairs, signaling his wish to leave.


    However, before he could turn to enter the house, his arm was firmly grasped by the two apparently still-shaken purple-haired girls next to him.


    "We... our legs are weak..."


    The faces of the twin purple-haired sisters were pale, their hands and feet cold and trembling. Clearly scared out of their wits by the near-death experience, they subconsciously moved closer to the chest of their savior in the center.


    Upon closer inspection, one couldn''t help but note their beauty.


    They were dressed in luxurious purple and white ceremonial dresses that accentuated their slender waists, their bare crystal shoulders exposed, and their nearly shoulder-length purple hair was thick and cascading, exuding a faint fragrance.


    Their amethyst eyes were like sparkling, translucent gems set in their beautifully sculpted marble-like cheeks. Their delicate features were both soft and sharp, blending a sense of nobility with a touch of mystery,


    And now, as their psychological defenses crumbled due to the sudden distress, the two girls radiated a vulnerable aura.


    "This is my home. Would you like to come in for a glass of fruit wine to calm your nerves?"


    Luo En felt compassion and, supporting the two girls who were either fortunate or unlucky, made a polite offer.


    Hearing this invitation, the purple-haired sisters quickly nodded in agreement and followed their "savior" Luo En into the house.


    Indeed, humans are all the same...


    Stepping across the threshold, the last one to enter the house, the purple-haired sisters glanced at each other, a hint of mockery and triumph flickering in their eyes.


    "Here, have a drink. It''ll calm your nerves."


    After leading the sisters into the house and kindly arranging for them to sit down, Luo En personally brought out two cups of fruit brew, revealing a gentle smile.


    The sour and sweet scent filled their nostrils, and the sisters couldn''t help but pick up their cups and drain the drinks.


    As the refreshing fruit brew flowed down their throats, their tense emotions finally eased a bit, and their hands, holding the cups, gradually stopped shaking.


    Having somewhat collected themselves, the sisters then earnestly thanked their kind rescuer, and they soon exchanged names and began to chat casually.


    The two young women were twin sisters. The elder was named "Sisina," while the younger was called "Euryale."


    They were born into a wealthy merchant family on a nearby island and had set out to attend the harvest festival on Crete Island.


    Unexpectedly, they encountered a swarm of beasts and were trapped in Knossos City.


    As time passed, the money they had for their travels was spent during the lockdown, and they were driven out by the innkeeper.


    With nowhere to go, the sisters intended to look for work on the streets to make a living but nearly met with a tragic fate.


    While speaking, both sisters couldn''t help but embrace each other, their expressions sorrowful.


    In response, Luo En showed deep understanding and sympathy, patiently comforting them.


    "Thank you for your help today. If it hadn''t been for you, we might have died in a foreign land..."


    As they spoke, they seemed increasingly helpless. The sisters moved closer from left and right towards the center, as if trying to draw some support and warmth from their savior.


    Whispers brushed Luo En''s ears from either side, carrying a fragrant, moist breath that seemed to slide in like two nimble snakes through his ear canals and into his skull.


    "Ran out of money..."


    "Can''t find work..."


    "No place to stay..."


    "What should we do next, waaa..."


    The warming atmosphere at the table took a slight chill, as the elder sister glanced at her younger sibling, which was met with a chagrined smirk and a wink.


    "If someone kind would help us..."


    "We would do anything..."


    Immediately after, the sisters gave a pitiful look towards the middle, as if hoping to find reliance from a kind-hearted person.


    "Help, you say? No problem!"


    Hearing this, Luo En, who was in the middle, suddenly stood up, his chest puffing with eager assurance.


    "Come, follow me upstairs!"


    As he spoke, he grabbed the hands of the foreign sisters on either side and quickly walked up the stairs.


    "Ah?"


    "So soon?"


    Gazing at the row of half-open bedrooms upstairs, the sisters'' expressions changed to one of amazement, causing them to halt in their steps.


    Sensing the resistance behind him, Luo En turned back to look at the sisters, somewhat puzzled.


    "Hmm? Don''t you want to?"


    "It''s not that. It''s just too sudden..." The sister who had cried out the most gulped, seemingly hesitant.


    "Ah, it''s something that has to happen sooner or later. You''ll get used to it," Luo En said in the manner of someone who has been through it all, patiently advising.


    "That''s true. Then, big brother, you must help us more..." Contrarily, it was the elder sister who remained calm, as if she was accustomed to such situations. She revealed a tender smile on her delicate face, took the initiative to follow behind, and climbed the stairs.


    Yet the pair of eyes watching the man''s back seemed to grow colder by the second.

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    "The flower shop across the street has a nice old lady as the owner. You can get a salary of ten Hera silvers just by helping her sell flowers..."


    "Next door is a bakery with a monthly salary of twelve Hera silvers, and they provide lunch, but it''s quite tiring..."


    "Go a bit further, and you''ll find a raw meat shop. If you two aren''t afraid of getting dirty and are willing to do some slaughtering work, you could earn even more..."


    On the second floor corridor, listening to the man standing in front of the window, pointing at the shops along the street, seriously introducing them, the twin sisters with purple hair could only exchange glances.


    Were they here to find jobs?


    It seemed so...


    Wait, that''s not right!


    Soon, realizing the true purpose of their visit, both shook their heads, showing troubled expressions.


    "We''ve never done this kind of manual labor at home..."


    "At most, we would just read books and learn etiquette..."


    The twin sisters, with the looks of gentlewomen, had eyes full of frailty and helplessness that begged for protection, pitifully looking towards their savior.


    Luo En, upon hearing this, couldn''t help but brighten up.


    "Can read? Even better! Come on, first deal with these documents. I urgently need them done, twenty Hera silver a month for salary!"


    With a thud, two piles of documents, almost half a person tall, were placed in their arms.


    Looking at the strings of characters and figures on the papyrus and parchment, the purple-haired sisters felt dizzy and hurriedly shook their heads to decline.


    "Haven''t learned that!"


    "Don''t know how!"


    Luo En frowned slightly, somewhat at a loss.


    "Then what can you do?"


    As soon as these words came out, the sisters also felt a bit at a loss. After a bit of soul-searching for skills they had learned in human society, they instinctively spoke up.


    "Can eat?"


    "Can drink?"


    "Know where to have fun!"


    Suddenly, the room fell silent, and the sisters felt the gazes from across them filled with a slight disdain.


    As if they were looking at two freeloaders completely devoid of contribution or capability...


    A sense of frustration they had never experienced before spread through their hearts.


    It seemed, to humans, they were really quite useless.


    However, it didn''t take long for the twins to remember their unmatched strengths, and they proudly raised their heads, faces beaming with confident and smug smiles.


    "But, we are beautiful, aren''t we!"


    "And very cute! Everyone we meet says so!"


    Luo En looked at the proud swans before him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice.


    "Well then, how about washing dishes? You''ll take care of the miscellaneous work, including food and accommodation, and I''ll give up to three more Hera silvers. This is only because I pity you two."


    "..."


    The two self-assured beauties stiffened their smiles, and from their tightly closed cherry lips, one could faintly hear the grinding sound of nearly shattered teeth.


    Wash dishes? Wash your bloody dishes!


    Can''t you understand plain speech, you blockhead?


    With our beauty and cuteness, shouldn''t you be obediently listening to us, or better yet, throwing yourself at us?!


    Perhaps sensing that the mood of the twin flowers was not very pleasant, Luo En, clearing his throat, brought over a jar of fruit wine, trying to ease the atmosphere.


    "Uh, you''ve done a lot of talking and might be thirsty, how about you drink something to quench your thirst first?"


    The sisters didn''t say a word, simply grabbed their cups and drank deeply. They even became so enthusiastic that they took the entire jar from Luo En and hogged it between themselves, venting some invisible resentment.


    The considerate man smiled slightly, showing understanding.


    "Take your time, there''s no rush finding a job, you''ll eventually find something..."


    However, the more he spoke, the darker the sisters'' faces became.


    Did we really look like we came here to work?


    Finally, ten minutes later, after having successfully wiped out a jar of fruit wine, the sisters unfulfilledly poked out their tongues, licking their cherry lips.


    With a lightweight and comfortable feeling spreading inside them, their resentment seemed to have dissipated substantially.


    "Like it? I''ll get you some more!"


    Luo En, seeing the relaxed expressions on the sisters, smiled, showing the hospitable side of himself.


    But before he could go downstairs, his arm was firmly held back.


    "No need..."


    The big sister pulled back Luo En who was trying to continue serving them, her eyes hazy, letting out a yawn.


    "A bit tired, why not help us to the room to sit for a while?"


    Her purplish eyes glanced towards the half-open bedroom, her soft voice carrying a kind of alluring temptation.


    "This might not be a good idea..."


    Luo En''s gaze lingered on the blushing red face for a few seconds, swallowed hard, and hesitated.


    "It''s okay, we won''t mind..."


    Stheno took the initiative to lightly trace her finger in front of the man''s chest while giving a signal to her sister aside.


    It was already the afternoon, and it wouldn''t be long before Little Medusa returned.


    If they continued to delay, who knew how much longer it would last.


    Facing such an oblivious blockhead, it was time to take the initiative into their own hands!


    And Euryale, sharing her sister''s sentiments, immediately nodded, her eyes shining with an eager excitement.


    Having waited so long, they could finally get to the main event, anticipating the expression on Little Medusa''s face when she saw it.


    "Come on, let''s rest for a bit..."


    Euryale, holding the arm of their lifesaver, without any discussion, cooperated with her big sister Stheno and pushed Luo En into the room.


    But for some reason, their steps were somewhat floaty and staggering, as if stepping on tufts of cotton.


    Thud!


    With the door swinging open, three swaying figures fell onto the bed, nearly clinging to each other.


    Slap!


    In a crisp sound, Luo En''s hand pressed down on a paw that had somehow slipped to his own backside, turning to look at the two flushed faces on either side, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.


    "How about you two sleep first, and I sit downstairs?"

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    However, the slender arms pressing on either side of him were as immovable as iron clamps.


    The twin sisters gently licked their cherry lips, exhaling hot breath.


    "Don''t be in such a hurry..."


    "We haven''t even thanked you yet..."


    Luo En shook his head vigorously, declaring with self-righteous words.


    "No need to thank me, it was nothing! If there''s nothing else you need help with, I''ll be going now, hah."


    Smack!


    A crisp sound echoed as the illuminating fluorite on the wall shattered into powder, suddenly darkening the room.


    "You see, always in a rush..."


    As a soothing soft voice and a sense of weightlessness overcame him, Luo En was once again pushed down onto the bed by two delicate arms pressing against his chest.


    Rustling sounds filled the air as the twin sisters rose from the bed, their snake-like hair scattering over their shoulders, their features sunk in darkness. Though not clearly visible, they radiated a bewitchingly beautiful allure under the evening sun''s glow.


    Like two sprites emerging from the water''s edge or the heart of a lake in the night, luring the lost traveler step by step into a quagmire, sinking into that tender trap, until unwittingly drowning within its muddy depths.


    For a moment, Luo En stared, almost stupefied, forgetting to resist.


    Immediately after, the two graceful silhouettes leaned down, pressing Luo En''s spread arms on either side, as if pinning prey under their claws.


    "Relax..."


    The soft whisper was like a bewitching spell, drawing the hanging heads closer to either side of Luo En''s neck without notice.


    In the fading light of the sunset, the sisters slightly parted their mouths, revealing their chillingly white fangs.


    He smelled so good.


    "Cough cough..."


    With a deep, thoughtful hum, the man overpowered and pinned on the bed cleared his throat with a light cough, his eyes twinkling curiously as he inquired.


    "Tell me, is it common for Medusas to be so forward?"


    "...!"


    In an instant, the sisters on either side stiffened, immediately retracting their exposed fangs and raising innocent faces.


    "What are you talking about?"


    "Don''t understand..."


    Luo En looked at the two identical delicate faces before him, a playful smile appearing in his eyes.


    "Lady of Strength Stheno, Lady of Flight Euryale, the first two of the Gorgon Sisters? Or perhaps, am I mistaken?"


    "To have been discovered..."


    Stheno frowned as she scrutinized the man before her, letting out an annoyed huff.


    However, the elder Medusa then looked at the little mouse under her grip, remarkably unscathed despite the turmoil, her lips curving into a pleased arc as she murmured quietly.


    "But, what good does it do you to have discovered this? Can you escape? Counting on my foolish sister, are you?"


    "Heh, we deliberately waited for her to leave before coming to you, according to the time, she won''t be back for at least half an hour, no one can save you now!"


    Euryale expressed her triumph unabashedly, mercilessly extinguishing Luo En''s hope for rescue.


    "Yeah, I''m on my own..."


    Luo En glanced out the window from afar, responding resignedly.


    "Humph, driven by your lust, you came to us willingly, knowing who we were, you even brought us into the house!"


    Euryale looked down and scoffed, her slender hands suddenly exerting tremendous force like iron clamps, her rosy lips curling menacingly to reveal a set of gleaming fangs poised over the man''s carotid artery.


    Helpless, he smelled so good.


    Just one taste, a small bite...


    Yet, just as Euryale was about to tear open the flesh and savor the blood of her prey beneath her, a meaningful whisper reached her ears.


    "But it seems you''re on your own too..."


    "Boom!"


    Instantly, an overwhelming brute force came crashing down like a landslide or tsunami, accompanied by the violent lament of the bed''s boards and a dizzying whirl, Euryale, taken by surprise, was pinned to the bed by the figure that had suddenly erupted in a burst of crimson and black luminescence.


    At the same time, a magnetic and teasing voice echoed in the ears of the Medusa.


    "Now, did you really think I''d come unprepared, knowing who you are?"


    "...!"


    Seeing her sister swiftly overpowered without warning, Stheno''s face changed drastically, and she instinctively summoned her Divine Power, trying to regain control.


    "Buzz!


    But with a vast and profound resonance of Aether, Stheno found herself overpowered, collapsing onto the bed.


    How could this be? He''s just a demigod!


    Watching as the hand that had pinned her down seemed to exert a massive force, creating an unshakable restraint on her body, the scene confounded the proud Stheno beyond belief.


    "Tsk, I truly wonder if it''s confidence or arrogance, but having recognized you, how could you still think that you''re the ones in control, ''Huntress''? Both of you?"


    Luo En, bathed in the sunset, slowly curved his lips, his smile carrying a hint of darkness and mockery.


    The abrupt shift in dynamics made the two realize the gravity of their mistake.


    "You did this on purpose!"


    "Hm-hmm, you got it right!"


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction, his smile radiant.


    "So, as a reward, we can continue what we didn''t finish earlier, no one else will disturb us now, be sure to watch and learn well."


    In the dimness, a shadowy figure moved inch by inch down upon the two Medusas, unable to stir.


    Doomed...


    They were about to be defiled by this shameless scoundrel, they were no longer pure...


    Feeling the scorching breath on their skin and the palpitations coming from the chest in front of them, the Medusas turned pale, losing their composure.

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    But the more he wanted to resist, the hotter the burning sensation inside him became, and his body grew increasingly feeble as if his strength was being sucked away by something, making the surging magic power unable to shake the terrifying suppression binding him.


    The more desperate he grew, the angrier he got.


    Finally, the Medusas could bear it no longer.


    "Wuwu, you bully us, we''ll tell Medusa!"


    "..."


    Looking at the two snakelike women who had wanted to tear him limb from limb, now putting on the appearance of victims, wailing with puckered lips, Luo En was momentarily at a loss for words.


    He had been deceived! What an opportunity!


    However, as Luo En''s mind relaxed slightly, the seemingly pitiful snakelike women he had pinned under him, with a glint in their eyes and an evil smirk full of murderous intent spreading across their faces, exploded with a surge of vital energy, causing a vibration.


    Hum!


    At the same time, runes twisted and appeared one after another on the ceiling, walls, and floor, their light interweaving and washing over to form a thick and oppressive atmosphere.


    Then, just as the snakelike sisters who wanted to turn over and take charge stiffened, their limbs were suddenly grabbed and pulled taut by a strange force from all directions.


    In an instant, Stheno and Euryale, who had just broken free, were once again tightly bound by dense red and black rune chains, hanging in the air, like two butterflies in a spider''s web, struggle they might, powerless.


    "A Suppression Spell, you didn''t expect that, did you, ladies?"


    At this moment, Luo En leisurely sat up from the bed, playfully looking at the two Medusas hanging in front of him, smilingly explained.


    "Hehe, you think I dared to climb onto your bed with just the preparations from before?"


    The two Medusas, realizing they had been thoroughly duped from the start, pursed their lips tightly, their pretty faces furrowed, unable to help but feel a sourness in their noses.


    Such treatment to two ladies, this is too much!


    And Luo En, who had just successfully trapped the feisty little shrews with another round of extreme tugs, was in a very good mood, his laughter even louder.


    At the same time, in his hand raised as if grasping something, a purple-red whip formed from condensation appeared.


    You''ve had your fun, now it''s my turn!


    Next up, it''s time for a lesson! Misery for the little shrews!


    "Snap snap snap snap!"


    Within moments, before the two Medusas hanging in mid-air could react, a series of crisp sounds of air bursting resounded, and after a short paralysis, waves of scorching pain shot up from their buttocks.


    Stheno and Euryale were first stunned, then came to their senses as if awakening from a dream, their silver teeth grinding, eyes ablaze with rage, like a cat with its tail stepped on, lashing out in retaliation.


    "You bastard, how dare you hit us! Once we get out of here, you''re dead meat!"


    "Snap snap!"


    "Hiss, bastard, we''ll remember this vendetta."


    "Snap snap snap!"


    "Whimper, how can you treat two ladies like this, let us down first, let''s talk it out..."


    "Smack smack smack smack!"


    "I..."


    Stheno and Euryale were grimacing in pain, holding their necks, their faces a mix of sadness and anger, grinding their silvery teeth, wishing they could tear a chunk of flesh from some bastard''s body.


    But when their gaze fell upon that smiling face moving closer, their two tiny bodies suspended in mid-air, they involuntarily shivered as if on reflex.


    They felt their behinds were almost devoid of any good snake skin now.


    Under the continuous and righteous lashes, the two Medusas finally submitted to the formidable lechery they faced, pursed their cherry lips like two innocent girls who had suffered a great deal, obediently bowed their proud heads, with even a hint of grievance in their pathetic tone.


    "We... we know we were wrong, we shouldn''t have tried to deceive you, shouldn''t have been plotting against you..."


    Luo En nodded with a beaming smile, and then...


    Smack smack smack smack smack!


    "We already apologized, why are you still hitting us? And... it''s even harder than last time!"


    After taking another beating, Stheno and Euryale were stunned for a while before they realized what happened, their feelings of sadness and anger surged anew.


    Luo En spread his hands innocently, blinked his eyes, his smile pure and kind.


    "Actually, I kind of prefer you when you''re defiant. How about we reset and start over?"


    "..."


    Stheno and Euryale felt their blood rush to their heads, wishing they could immediately break free and tear the shameless jerk to pieces in front of them!


    No, into a hundred pieces!


    Looking at the two Medusas who seemed to have suffered a great injustice, Luo En smiled calmly, his eyes devoid of pity.


    "If I didn''t have some self-protective strength and wasn''t a bit more cautious, I''d probably be pinned down on the bed being drained and tortured by you by now, and then you''d frame me when Little Medusa comes home. In that case, my fate wouldn''t be much better than yours.


    So, you gambled, you lost; don''t act like you''re the victims here."


    In the face of this undeniable fact, Stheno and Euryale fell silent, their lips tightly sealed.


    After a moment of silence, the two proud creatures recovered their haughty demeanor, their expressions resolute as they lifted their heads and glared fiercely at Luo En at the foot of the bed.


    "You better kill us quickly, or once we get out, we will make you pay!"


    "Kill you? Why would I do that, we''re all so familiar now, violence would only hurt our feelings."


    Luo En shook his head repeatedly, smiling as he pulled out a scroll written in Hermes Script, edged with Athena''s serpent symbol, and slowly unfolded it.


    "Aren''t you looking for a job? There, just sign this contract, work for me and Knossos City for a few years, and we''ll call everything even."


    Previously, the two Medusas had intended to use their charms to turn him into their subservient thrall. If it hadn''t been for the bracelet Athena blew his way, which came into play, he might have ended up as these two women''s blood bag.

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    Now, with even shrewder calculations, he planned to turn these two Parus who had come knocking at his door into serpentine tools to disrupt the scheme, perfectly embodying the old saying "Fortune turns like a wheel."


    After all, actions always have consequences.


    In fact, this was exactly why Luo En half-heartedly went along and played out this drama with the two Medusas.


    These two Medusas were unlike the simple-minded Little Medusa; they were vile in temperament, with considerable social experience��not as easy to trick as the latter and not so willing to sincerely blend into human society or to believe in the goodness of human nature.


    Now, they were in Knossos City to bring back their sister, and if left unhandled, they would inevitably become a great calamity.


    Furthermore, the complicated relationship between the three sisters required Luo En to consider his actions carefully.


    To be safe, it would be wiser to lure these two enticing serpents into a trap with a bit of trickery.


    However, perhaps due to being deeply disgruntled about their own downfall, the two Medusas were stubbornly proud and refused to submit.


    Work for this human? What a joke!


    Luo En was not annoyed; he picked up a whip with a smiling visage, ready to implement some reeducation.


    "Wait a moment, I... we need to think this over..."


    Stheno and Euryale, who had sparked a hint of resistance, turned pale with fright at the sight of someone approaching with ill intent, their voices stuttering and quavering.


    Luo En''s smile was radiant, his eyes encouraging, while the whip in his hand, gathering magic power, cracked emphatically.


    "It''s okay, you can take your time to think it over, just hang in there. We have plenty of time. If it comes to it, I''ll have Little Medusa patrol tonight..."


    Assholes, who encourages people like that!


    Stheno and Euryale felt like crying but had no tears upon hearing that "friendly" comfort.


    And as their attempt to stall for time, waiting for Little Medusa to return, got punctured, the little hope they clung to vanished into thin air.


    "Stop! We..."


    Suddenly, as Euryale and Stheno, unable to withstand the pressure, were about to sadly admit defeat, a muffled rumble came from the floorboards below, and a dusty figure crawled out from under the bed, indignantly protesting.


    "Hey, can''t you stop? I''ve been lying under this bed the whole day already!"


    In an instant, upon seeing the black-haired girl who suddenly appeared before their eyes, and feeling the profound and immense divine power within her, Stheno and Euryale had a flash of realization and understood everything.


    "It''s you!"


    "Who else?"


    Hestia, hearing this, turned her head towards the two Medusas dangling in mid-air, thrusting out her proud chest and, for a rare occasion, displayed the full majestic authority of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    "Without my help, how could he, a demigod, possibly suppress two deities inheriting Pontos''s divinity?"


    As expected!


    Stheno and Euryale realized that the ditch they had fallen into was shallower than expected, and they looked resentfully at Luo En, who was unjustly wielding authority.


    Seeing the respect and submission induced by the whip vanish from the two Medusas'' eyes, leaving only defiance and sorrow, Luo En looked at Hestia with a wistful gaze.


    "Couldn''t you have crouched under the bed a bit longer?"


    "No!"


    Hestia crossed her arms and turned her head away petulantly, uncooperative.


    She had naively believed it was to sacrifice for the salvation of Crete Island.


    Instead, after she left, she had to circle back and then hide under the bed choking on dust all day, while others enjoyed themselves!


    The Goddess of the Hearth, after listening under the bed for hours, glanced at the two Medusas hanging in mid-air and the fellow holding the whip, and couldn''t help but curse under her breath.


    Pfft, despicable man and women!


    "Are you angry?"


    "No!"


    "So, are you a bit upset?"


    "A little..."


    "Do you want to vent?"


    "Yes!"


    As Hestia''s aggravation became less and less concealed, Luo En''s face revealed a subtle smile and he raised his right hand.


    "Come on, try this!"


    As she held the whip, engraved with runes, in her hand, her eyes involuntarily shifted to the two Medusas suspended in midair. Her tongue unconsciously licked her somewhat dry lips, and a flickering flame ignited in her pupils.


    At that moment, Stheno and Euryale, who thought they had narrowly escaped disaster, couldn''t help shivering, clinging tightly to each other, emitting uncontrollable sobs.

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    Ah!


    Half an hour later, Hestia shook the whip in her hand with a clear and refreshed air, her cute face slightly sweaty, brimming with threads of excitement and contentment.


    When the Goddess of the Hearth''s eyes inadvertently glanced toward the two figures deserving of a whipping before her, her gaze seemed somewhat unsatisfied, and she flicked the whip, producing a crisp snap of air.


    Crack!


    Instantly, Stheno and Euryale on the bed shuddered reflexively, hugging each other and trembling, their faces pale, their cries tinged with indignation and sorrow.


    "Wuu, we signed! We both signed! Why are you still whipping us!"


    "Cough, sorry, my hand slipped..."


    Facing the resentful gaze of the Medusas, Hestia coughed dryly, smiling sheepishly, and somewhat unwillingly dropped the whip in her hand.


    It has to be said, whipping people can really become addictive.


    Noticing the subtle change in expression on the face of the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En''s heart skipped a beat.


    This woman, she hasn''t developed some sort of strange fetish, has she?


    Seeing that the atmosphere had grown slightly delicate, and in order to avoid becoming the next victim, a certain extremely wicked mastermind quickly folded up the coercive contract in hand, and proactively extended a friendly hand toward Stheno and Euryale on the bed, his face a picture of smiles.


    "Don''t be afraid, from now on we are all one family."


    "Stop the pretense, now that we''re in your hands, kill or flay us as you like! There''s nothing to discuss! But you think you can order us around just like that? It won''t be that easy!"


    Euryale glared at the initiator before her, stubbornly stiffening her neck, clearly unreconciled to her defeat.


    "Tch, you''re making it very difficult for me..."


    Luo En said, leisurely picking up the magic power whip from the ground, shaking his head regretfully with a sigh.


    "Those who want to slack off are not my family..."


    Euryale, listening to that meaningful murmur, and seeing the naked threat in front of her, had her spirited defiance last only a few seconds before, intimidated by his lascivious power, hastily ducked her head and hid behind her sister Stheno.


    As the eldest, Stheno shot her no-good sister a look and forcibly mustered an unwilling smile on her exquisite face.


    "If you want our help, shouldn''t you at least tell us what you want us to do?"


    "That''s more like it, cooperative!"


    Seeing the once unruly Medusas softening, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, explaining the task with a smile.


    "It''s simple, I want you to help deal with Keto, the mother of monsters, to help Crete Island get past this predicament."


    Then, Luo En paused, looked in the direction of the palace outside the window, and leisurely added, "Moreover, this isn''t just about helping me, it''s also about helping Little Medusa. You surely wouldn''t want that child to naively rush in and die in Keto''s jaws, right?"


    Upon hearing this, Stheno and Euryale''s brows slightly furrowed.


    For the humans who had been kind to her here, that child might indeed do something so foolish.


    In that case, joining hands against Keto was also indirectly saving the life of that naive child.


    However...


    Stheno raised her head, the reluctance on her face gradually fading, replaced by a hesitation that came with contemplation.


    "Keto is the mother of all monsters, and both in origin and existence, she is quite ancient. Therefore, even among deities, she is much stronger than us, and it won''t be that easy for just the two of us to take her on, right?"


    "No, it''s three! Medusa will join you..."


    Luo En smiled and corrected, his deep gaze measuring the faces of the twin sisters before him, contemplating.


    "If I''m not mistaken, you Gorgon Sisters must share the divinity left behind by the Old Sea God Pontos on Formless Island."


    As the root of their divinity was exposed, Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but twitch.


    But faced with that penetrating gaze, they had no choice but to nod reluctantly.


    "That makes things much easier..."


    Luo En nodded, his eyes slightly narrowed, a confident smile appearing on his face.


    "Keto has also inherited the Old Sea God Pontos''s divinity, but compared to you, she seems less complete. Moreover, I''ve previously tried attacking her with Medusa''s blood and found that the Divine Blood of the Gorgons indeed possesses strong restraining power against her.


    So, while you two may not assuredly win against Keto, if you include Medusa and invoke the complete divinity of Pontos, that mother of monsters might not be a match for you three sisters!"


    Hearing Luo En''s logical analysis, Stheno and Euryale gradually let go of their awe of the mother of monsters, starting to be somewhat skeptical yet convinced.


    Still, the coercion of being pushed into the situation and the risks that were implicitly involved made it difficult for them to decide, leaving them hesitating.


    "Don''t worry, since it''s a job, I won''t let you work for free, I''m always fair and just!"


    Luo En boasted while patting his chest, smiling as he offered conditions that were too tempting for them to refuse.


    "As long as Keto is dealt with, her Divinity, which is the same as yours, will belong to you."


    As he spoke, the man in front of the bed lowered his voice, his tone filled with a temptation that was hard for them to resist.


    "With this Divinity, the only mortal, the only weakness among the Gorgon Sisters, will cease to exist. The child will then be able to ascend with you to divinity, and no one will be able to easily kill her..."


    "We''ll do it!"


    "We''re in!"


    In an instant, Stheno and Euryale spoke simultaneously, their eyes sparkling.


    But soon after, as if realizing their reactions were overzealous, they looked at each other and coughed in succession.

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    "We''re not just doing this for her, we also have use for Pontos''s divinity..."


    "And, we want the lion''s share!"


    The two sisters harmonized in their conspiratorial banter, their cooperation seamless.


    Lou En chuckled nonchalantly, "No problem, given Keto''s size, her divinity will certainly fill you up, and Little Medusa''s ascension won''t be an issue."


    Assured by the promise of the involved party, Stheno nodded contentedly and, with a graceful and restrained gesture, raised her right hand to signal with a languid nasal tone.


    "So..."


    Watching the crystal-clear arm voluntarily offered before him, Lou En was momentarily stunned but then swiftly grasped the understanding, and firmly clasped the delicate hand with his own.


    Having reached a tentative agreement, they exchanged a smile, their eyes revealing profound implications.


    Ha, with such small favors, do you really think you can buy our loyalty?


    Dream on!


    Perfect, first we find a way to stay close to you, so that when the opportunity arises, we can expose your despicable nature. As long as Little Medusa sees your true colors, that child will eventually realize that her sisters are the only ones in this world who truly love her.


    Eventually, won''t she obediently return with us to Formless Island?


    The flickering light in Stheno and Euryale''s eyes met, brimming with malice toward a certain someone.


    Meanwhile, Lou En looked at the sisters before him and sneered inwardly.


    Ha, think you can escape after boarding my ship?


    Do you have any idea who is the real mastermind behind the monster attack on Crete Island?


    ��The lord of the Sea of Okeanos, the God of the Sea, Poseidon!


    Once you make a spectacle of killing Keto in front of everyone, you''ll be implicitly labeled with the brand of Crete Island and Athena.


    Then, with Poseidon''s millennium-long schemes ruined, wouldn''t he chase you across the seas like a dog after rabbits, biting on sight?


    Thinking you can outsmart me, take advantage of the situation, and then lead Little Medusa back to Formless Island?


    Maybe in your next life!


    After a brief silence, the three conspirators'' gazes converged, simultaneously offering awkward yet polite smiles.


    "Haha..."


    "Hahahahaha!"


    The demonic laughter even gave Hestia, the witness standing by, goosebumps; she was filled with confusion.


    Isn''t this just a mutually beneficial agreement, what''s so funny about that?


    The overly honest and naive Goddess of the Hearth clearly didn''t see the ruthless schemes brewing behind their cooperative front.


    In an atmosphere of eerie harmony, the increasingly warm and familiar parties released each other''s hands, casually wiping their hands behind their backs, and amiably declared a formal alliance.


    "Pleasure doing business with you."


    "Pleasure doing business with you!"


    Having achieved his goal, Lou En flicked the binding contract in his hand and eyed the two naive fools who had willingly fallen into the pit, his lips curling into a pleased smile.


    Clearly, he had guessed right.


    The reason Medusa was the only mortal among the Gorgon Sisters was likely because she had ceded most of her Pontos divinity to her older sisters.


    As a result, her growth was the least complete, making her the weakest among the three Gorgon sisters.


    Despite Stheno and Euryale seemingly enjoying bullying their younger sister for fun, they undoubtedly cherished her deeply.


    Otherwise, they wouldn''t have left Formless Island, holding onto slim hopes, traversing the vast Sea of Okeanos to search for Little Medusa''s whereabouts.


    Even after encountering the Atlantean Guard, divine warfare, and a beast tide, they still chose to doggedly pursue the truth.


    After all, this was the Age of Greek Gods, where kinship often meant nothing more than brothers smiling as they plotted against each other.


    So for Stheno and Euryale, anything that could enhance Medusa''s safety was not to be rejected.


    Lou En had clearly recognized this aspect and thus fearlessly lured Stheno and Euryale into his fold.


    And to get the Paru to work sincerely and devote their labor without reservation, a whip was definitely not enough.


    A contract could only bind the body, but mutual interests could tie their fates together.


    And then, there were no ''and thens.''


    Swallow the bait, get pulled ashore from the sea, then faithfully work to death for me!


    Having successfully tamed the rebellious Gorgon sisters, Lou En comfortably picked up his glass, sipped the flavored wine, and let out a satisfied moan; the weight that had been on his mind since taking power was finally put at ease.


    In his memory, Keto met her end at the hands of Medusa''s petrifying gaze and the surprise attack from the demigod hero Perseus.


    Now, with all three Gorgon sisters in play, he didn''t believe he couldn''t handle the so-called mother of monsters.


    Having secured two top-tier tools, and having solved the biggest problem, Lou En was just about to drink another cup to celebrate.


    "Let go of Lou En!"


    Unexpectedly, a petite figure climbed through the window onto the second floor, burst through the door, and yanked him behind her, warily scanning the room.


    A messy bed sheet, disheveled clothing, suspicious Runes of shackles, Hestia''s blushing face, and the hugging sisters...


    Everything before her overloaded Little Medusa''s CPU, leaving her stunned on the spot.


    On the way home, she hadn''t even entered the door when she caught the familiar scent in the air.


    So, considering last night''s encounter, Little Medusa immediately thought of her two dear sisters paying a visit and decided to climb through the window to protect Lou En, who might be bullied.

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    Unexpectedly, what she encountered was such a bizarre scene.


    "You guys..." Little Medusa stood in the doorway, gazing at the four people in the room with a faint look.


    "Discussing cooperation!" Luo En hurriedly explained, feeling fine sweat beading on the back of his neck.


    Cooperation talks that end up in bed?


    Little Medusa looked at the messy bedroom and bedding, her mind struggling to make sense of it.


    "Don''t believe me? Ask them!"


    Seeing the doubt in the young girl''s eyes grow stronger, Luo En immediately gave Stheno and Euryale frantic looks, signalling them desperately.


    But seeing their younger sister''s first action upon entering the room was to protect a certain culprit behind her, after being beaten for more than half an hour, Stheno and Euryale broke down, their faces as dark as the bottom of a pot, arms crossed over their chests, ready to watch the drama unfold.


    However, as a section of a whip flashed behind someone, the indignant Stheno and Euryale shuddered, and quickly bowed their heads in humiliation, speaking in a muffled and resentful tone.


    "Don''t you want to defend Crete Island?"


    "We were worried about you, we came to help."


    "Really? You''re that kind-hearted?"


    Little Medusa looked at her suddenly transformed sisters with suspicion clearly outweighing trust in her tone.


    Are we really that bad?


    Seeing her sister''s thief-like glare, Stheno and Euryale ground their teeth in frustration, veins popping on their foreheads.


    "That''s right, your two sisters came to find me early this morning, saying they hoped to stand with us through this tough time and defend Crete Island together!"


    Seeing Stheno and Euryale on the verge of exploding, Luo En nodded repeatedly to vouch for them, dragging another conspirator to share the blame.


    "Hestia can also testify!"


    At that moment, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had quietly moved toward the door, stopped in her tracks, turned around, and forced a convincingly earnest smile on her face.


    "Yes, yes! That''s why I came back from the palace early!"


    "So that was it? Sorry, I misunderstood you..."


    Suddenly, Little Medusa, having learned the "truth," looked guiltily at her sisters and the two adults.


    Seeing that they had finally managed to gloss over the issue, Luo En promptly put on a serious demeanor and changed the subject.


    "Cough, cough. Now that everyone is here, let''s discuss how to deal with the third wave of the beast tide."


    When the conversation turned to their own pressing matters, everyone grew solemn, following Luo En, the current spokesman for Crete Island, to the living room to sit down and begin the formal discussion.


    As the main force resisting pressure, Luo En had no choice but to take the lead, opening the meeting by announcing his strategy.


    "The first problem, Keto, as a unique existence, requires a specific response. The divinity of the Gorgons can counter her. I''m planning to leave her to you."


    "Okay!"


    Before Stheno and Euryale could respond, Little Medusa stood up, her face serious as she accepted the challenge.


    Seeing no more opportunities to bargain, Stheno and Euryale could only roll their eyes at their foolish younger sister, silently agreeing to the task.


    Luo En nodded and spread out a sea chart on the table, continuing to present difficult issues.


    "So, the second problem, what if the previous sea beasts and demigod Sirens come back?"


    "Didn''t they all scatter because of Keto''s awakening?"


    Hestia frowned, puzzled.


    Luo En shook his head and handed several frontline reports to everyone, his gaze deep and distant.


    "It''s not so optimistic. It seems that due to Keto''s huge body, she has blocked the entrance to the inner and outer sea, trapping many sea beasts in the inner sea. Apart from the fastest Siren Sisters, the remaining Scylla, [Great Whirlpool], the two demigod Sirens, also failed to escape."


    These are conclusions we drew based on the surveillance and attacks near the coastal fortresses.


    Once Keto awakens, these sea beasts and demigod Sirens trapped in the inner sea will probably still madly scramble to flee their monstrous mother and subsequently become the vanguard forces landing on the island.


    Their numbers are not as vast as the second wave, but they still pose some trouble.


    And..."


    As he spoke, Luo En paused briefly, looking up at the Gorgon Sisters across from him and pondering his words.


    "You are a surprise force, needed to strike unexpectedly and seize the opponent off guard to have the greatest impact. Thus, I plan to have the remaining Divine Blood Guard and Minos Fleet carry you through the beast tide. When we get close to Keto, you will seize the moment to strike and win with a single blow!"


    Hestia listened attentively, thoughtfully summarizing.


    "Are you worried that without King Minos, the Minos Fleet lacks the power to break through, making it difficult to complete the escort mission?"


    "Hmm!"


    Luo En nodded and voiced his solution.


    "So, I''m planning to put Her Highness in charge of the front line, leading the temple priests and city defense forces, responsible for repression and support from the rear;


    At the same time, the Bronze Giant Talos will also be under her command, still tasked with opening the way at long range and keeping an eye on Charybdis, the ''Great Whirlpool'';


    As for dealing with Scylla, and replacing King Minos to lead the fleet in the assault, I also have a candidate in mind..."


    Little Medusa straightened up, eager to ask, "Who?"


    Luo En''s eyes flashed as he calmly revealed the answer: "The demigod imprisoned in the dungeon of Knossos Palace��the Minotaur!"


    "But will King Minos agree?" Little Medusa paused, a bit hesitant.


    "He will agree!"


    Luo En said with conviction, his gaze intense.


    Although lacking formal military command experience, he firmly believed in the value of preparation and having a plan for every scenario.


    Now, with Crete Island''s very survival at stake, he intended to use every available force to ensure nothing was left to chance.


    For this, he was even prepared to expose King Minos''s family disgrace and summon the Minotaur from the dungeon, to cover all bases.


    With such preparations, they had not only a plan for the most dangerous Keto, but also for the potential challenges of Scylla and Charybdis.


    Furthermore, he had reserved Princess Ariadne on the island as backup, while simultaneously guarding against the unlikely appearance of the three Siren sisters.


    Such meticulous arrangements were sufficient to handle any variation that might arise in the third beast tide.


    However, considering another possibility and still feeling insecure, Luo En turned his gaze toward Hestia.


    "When the time comes, you will secure our rear along the coastal defense line, and if Poseidon makes a move..."


    Hearing she would have a role to play, Hestia clenched her fists and swiped through the air excitedly,


    "Don''t worry, I''ll definitely give him a beating!"


    Luo En nodded slightly, his expression showing satisfaction and relief.


    Given the formidable power of the sea deity, he had no intention of letting Hestia take the forefront and give their opponent an advantage.


    But that didn''t mean he wasn''t prepared for the eventuality of the God of the Sea, unable to accept defeat, becoming desperate.


    After outlining the basic strategy, the group immediately reviewed the plan again, clarifying and refining each person''s tasks.


    With nothing much to do, an idly curious Hestia suddenly had a thought,


    "Wait, what if Keto doesn''t show up after seven days?"


    "Good question!"


    Luo En smiled nonchalantly, stood up from his seat, and looked at Hestia with a gaze not of mockery, but filled with rare admiration, and replied leisurely,


    "That is the third trouble to handle, and it''s my task to deal with it��once everything is in place, I''ll be the one to lure Keto out!"


    "Lure? Like fishing?"


    Hestia blinked in bewilderment, then nodded to herself.


    It seemed right; the mother of monsters did indeed resemble a giant snake-fish.


    But she was also an ancient god.


    What could he use to lure her out?


    Seeing Hestia''s confusion, Luo En''s lips curled into a smile as he looked meaningfully out towards the city of Knossos, and said,


    "The ''bait''; didn''t King Minos prepare it for us two days ago?"


    In an instant, Hestia understood and an expression of schadenfreude spread across her face.


    ~~


    "Achoo!"


    Elsewhere on Crete Island, within a hidden cave deep in the forest, a youth dressed in animal skins, armed with a longbow, and with an honest face, inexplicably felt a chill and sneezed loudly.


    Damn it, could it be the old man gossiping about me again?


    As a cool breeze swept through the forest, Orion looked around at the shadows and felt a sudden unease.


    No, this is too close to the city of Knossos, who knows if the old man will follow; I need to go further away.


    Orion grumbled as he snuffed out his fire, grabbed his longbow and water bottle, and continued deeper into the dense forest.

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    Three days later, in a hidden valley within the mountains of Crete.


    Occhanos sat before the fire, tore a piece of bloody flesh from the undercooked leg of a wild boar, and chewed vigorously.


    The coarse meat and the strong, unseasoned scent of blood made him frown involuntarily, cursing his clueless grandfather in his mind.


    If that old fool had been sensible, he would have bowed his head early, admitted his mistake, abdicated sooner, and passed the throne to him.


    Then, the beast calamity on Crete Island would naturally resolve itself, and he wouldn''t have to hide in these godforsaken mountains, subsisting on such rough food, but rather lie in the palace, enjoying the delicate delicacies served in gold and silver goblets and the meticulous care of beauties.


    Looking at the wilderness before him, which was starkly different from the wonderful scenario in his mind, Occhanos took a sip of water, trying to swallow down the dry chunk of meat that was scratching his throat, his eyes brimming with irritation.


    There are only two days left before the deadline, and that immortal still refuses to give in; how stubborn.


    Should I make another trip to Knossos City?


    Occhanos thought about his last encounter in the palace and couldn''t help but hesitate.


    Although he was caught off guard by that sudden interloper, it was his own oversight; he didn''t dodge.


    If he were to fight head-on, or shift the battleground to the dense forest or sea, where he is more adept, he might not lose.


    Plus, with the recent divine protection granted by his Father God, that foreigner who relies solely on schemes and trickery is not a concern at all.


    What truly troubled him was the old man''s attitude.


    Who knows, if pushed to the brink, whether that old coot might act out of spite and take him, his grandson, down with him?


    After all, family relationships in Greece are incredibly delicate.


    Often, the closer the blood relation, the harsher the blow...


    Therefore, before the situation becomes clear, it''s best not to loiter around that grandfather of his, so as not to provoke the old immortal.


    When the time comes, let Keto give them a taste of her color.


    When it comes down to life and death, what do pride, adherence, right and wrong, or even life itself amount to?


    He doesn''t believe that under the pressure of all Minosians, the old man won''t bow his head?


    However, by then, to bow would come at a corresponding price.


    For example...


    The image of his charming aunt appeared before Occhanos'' eyes, and he licked his somewhat dry lips, his simple face revealing a sinister smile.


    The virgin Priestess of Goddess Athena��he had indeed never tasted such.


    As Occhanos was lost in his wild thoughts, a sarcastic taunt reached his ears.


    "Yo, not bad for a meal, huh?"


    Someone''s here!


    Occhanos''s face changed, and he abruptly stood up, looking in the direction of the sound.


    He saw the air ripple like water not far away, as a figure with silver hair cascading down his shoulders and a slender frame silently emerged.


    It''s him!


    Seeing that familiar face, Occhanos''s heart skipped a beat, his expression darkening as he instinctively reached for his hunting bow, loaded an arrow, and assumed a defensive stance.


    "Don''t be nervous, I''m here to negotiate terms on behalf of King Minos."


    Luo En quickly gestured with his hands, his face brimming with a harmless smile.


    Hearing this, Occhanos''s brows lifted in delight.


    "Did the old... ahem... my grandfather come to his senses?"


    Luo En nodded, smiling as he spoke.


    "Yes, as long as you are willing to expel the Mother of Monsters, Keto, back to the inner sea and swear by the River Styx to sever all ties with Poseidon, the God of the Sea who instigated this beast calamity, he is willing to let bygones be bygones, considering your mother''s sake, and allow you to leave Crete Island safely."


    "..."


    Upon hearing the so-called "peace terms," Occhanos''s face turned ashen, barely containing his rage.


    "Are you mocking me?"


    "No, I''m just the messenger; the choice is yours."


    Luo En spread his hands, his expression earnest.


    At that seriously given response, Occhanos could not help but burst into ironic laughter.


    "Facing certain death, you actually dare to negotiate terms with me and expect me to betray my Father God? Do you think you have the right?"


    "So, you were involved in the Beast Tide as well? Since you aspire to be the king of Crete Island, aren''t you afraid that the Minosians will spurn you once they find out the truth?"


    Luo En looked seriously at the Son of the God of the Sea before him, quietly reminding him.


    "Spurn?"


    Occhanos, as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world, disdainfully looked back at Luo En, cunning flickers manifesting in his previously naive eyes.


    "Heh, if the old man hasn''t come to find me himself, it proves that indeed he doesn''t have long to live. And when he breathes his last, nobody will be able to stop the Mother of Monsters. The Minosians, if they want to survive, will they not have to kneel and beg me?"


    People are always forgetful. Whoever offers them a way out, they are willing to listen to.


    By then, as long as I defeat Keto, and become the hero who turned the tide, they will inevitably crown me as king. Who would know or care what I did in the past?"


    Luo En seriously regarded Occhanos across from him, shaking his head in rebuttal.


    "There will always be someone who knows the truth."


    "So what if they know? Do they dare to rebel?"


    The sarcasm on Occhanos''s face intensified, his eyes brimming with undisguised triumph and arrogance.


    "Don''t forget, by then, they will all be depending on me to survive. If they dare to defy me, who will shield these fools from the Beast Tide of the Sea of Okeanos and the army of Atlantis?"


    "By that time, even my uncles and aunts will have to kneel before me obediently, licking my toes, begging me to stay!"


    "Hmm, that makes sense!"


    Luo En, as if persuaded, became solemn and applauded this seemingly perfect plan.


    Then, the corners of his lips slightly turned up, revealing a hint of pleasure, as he raised his hand to remove a bird feather pendant, pulsing with light, from inside his collar. He spoke softly.


    "So, did you all hear everything clearly?"


    "Heard it clearly..."


    "Not a word was missed!"


    "Pah, Poseidon''s bastard!"


    The chorus of male and female voices emerged from the pendant, cold and low.


    There were priests, soldiers, commoners...


    Even, those princes and princesses who once harbored a glint of hope...


    Hearing the relentless curses and denunciations coming from the pendant, the triumphant expression on Occhanos''s face vanished, replaced by a rage-filled flush of embarrassment as he angrily turned to face forward.


    "You tricked me?!"


    "Falling for the same trick twice, you are a fool indeed..."


    Luo En glanced at the irate Son of the God of the Sea and delivered a mocking blow without mercy.


    "Considering everyone a fool, always thinking you''re the smartest one. You are the biggest fool of all!"


    "Bastard..."


    Occhanos, unable to muster a retort, saw his perfect plan riddled with holes, and his dream of ascending to be the king of Crete shattered like a bubble. He was so enraged that he crushed a sapphire hanging on his chest.


    "You brought this on yourselves!"


    In an instant, a surge of azure light shot into the sky, mingling with the ether in the air and emitting a piercing resonance.


    "Hum!!!!"


    Immediately, darkness fell upon the world, the sea roared with a frenzy of wind, and a giant beast, half snake, half fish, burst forth from the water, churning thousands of tons of water and venting its anger at being awoken.


    As the monster opened its enormous maw to advance towards the noisy Crete Island, thousands of Sea Beasts trapped in the Inland Sea began to flee in terror.


    The restored six-headed, twelve-legged beast Scylla and Charybdis, who had taken the form of a watery humanoid, were notably among the escapees.


    "Form ranks, face the enemy!"


    Simultaneously, following a command, princes and princesses who served as commanders unsheathed swords and waved staffs on the reinforced coastal fortresses, priests and priestesses chanted spells, and ready soldiers either raised spear and shield on the ramparts or set sail on warships.


    The war known as the End began anew.


    At this very moment, in a clearing deep within the mountains of Crete,


    Almost simultaneously with the commencement of the main battlefield, Occhanos, blinded by rage, let out a roar and, eyes red, charged at the one responsible for the ruin of his meticulous plan.


    This bastard must die!

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    Bang!


    The burly hunter surged forward with a tremor of his foot, his body accompanied by the dust flying and the roaring sound of the splitting earth, approaching his target dozens of steps away as fast as lightning, his two enormous fists swinging forward with fury.


    Before the fists even arrived, a tsunami-like roaring sound filled the air, as if waves upon waves were pushing and squeezing toward the center.


    Seeing his opponent still foolishly frozen on the spot, a hideous cold sneer appeared on Orion''s face.


    He had inherited the traits of a Titan Giant through his lineage, possessing a sturdy body with an arm strength unmatched among the demigods.


    And with these arms he took pride in, he had easily strangled lions and wrestled the subspecies of the hellhound Cerberus to victory.


    In the face of this pure violence, both demonic entities and magic beasts would flee in fear.


    Any prey daring to resist would invariably become the lost souls beneath his fists.


    Today, it seemed his hunting list would gain the name of one more living person.


    With a mix of anger and pleasure in his heart, the advancing Orion let out a thunderous yell.


    "Die!"


    "Boom!"


    His fists, having hit the target, slapped forward a violent magic tide, the ground under the impact sinking several meters instantly, while the piercing gale swept around, instantly snapping the grass and trees in the valley, exposing the bare rocks.


    Hmph, who''s the real fool! You dare to directly catch my punches?


    As the dense dust gradually dispersed, Orion, still maintaining the punching pose, had his smile slowly freeze as he looked toward the figure standing tall a dozen meters away with a grim expression.


    "What great strength..."


    The low voice uttered an assessment that was either admiration or mockery.


    Luo En, standing a dozen meters away, glanced at the two deep ravines plowed under his feet, casually tearing off his upper garment shattered by the impact, revealing a well-proportioned musculature with streamlined shape and bursting power.


    He shook his neck, lifted his sunken legs, and stepped forward, his bones crackling crisply as they moved freely.


    This guy!


    Orion, watching his seemingly frail but physically comparable adversary, grew increasingly angry.


    "You can take it, huh? Let''s see how I flatten you!"


    Considering this a provocation, the hunter clashed his fists together and charged forward, his muscles looking as if they were cast from steel and bulging with explosive power, his burly figure reminiscent of a massive bear running through the woods.


    At the same time, the divine blood coursing rapidly through his veins was nearly boiling, a deep blue radiance bursting from his body, as if an angry sea with rolling waves bore down forward.


    "Divine might protection?"


    Luo En, sensing the familiar scent of the sea within it, took a deep breath, remembering the days when the Atlantean Imperial Guard chased him all over the world on the Sea of Okeanos, and a sinister sneer spread across his handsome face.


    "Coincidentally, I have it too...!"


    In an instant, a thick golden-red divine aura burst from within Luo En, like a leaping flame, burning violently in the air and creating visible distortions around it.


    Madness, slaughter, and a chilling atmosphere swept forth, and Orion felt as though he were on a bloody battlefield.


    And in a daze, he saw.


    Headless Titans, heartbroken Nymphs, dragons with broken wings, heroes letting out roars... One by one, ferocious figures emerged from the blood, marching toward their doom, launching attack after attack in a desperate charge.


    The God of Berserkers, wearing a bronze feathered helmet and armed with leather bracers, swinging sword and spear against the tide of challengers, cutting, stabbing, and chopping over and over again.


    The blood and flying limbs scattered around them played a chaotic and bloodstained symphony of slaughter.


    ����War God''s might!


    Damn! Who knew Ares had such a powerful demigod son in the mortal world!


    Orion''s face changed drastically; he quickly bit his tongue to stabilize his mind that was being corroded by battle frenzy and madness, while his boiling divine blood enhanced the protection of the God of the Sea to the extreme, his fists like dragons emerging from the sea, furiously swinging forward.


    Whoever it was, the arrow was on the string; there was no turning back!


    "Perfect timing!"


    Luo En uttered a low shout, lifting his arm to meet the attack, using the Son of the God of the Sea before him to test the fruits of his training over the past months.


    Bam bam bam bam!


    The collision of fists created a series of thunderous booms in the air.


    They were the offspring of titanic beings, with Titan blood coursing through their veins, and combat was almost an innate talent they were born with.


    Under the dominion of ferocity, the two figures shrouded in ethereal tide and dense smoke, like two magic beasts colliding in the forest, engaged in a savage and violent struggle.


    At first, Orion, relying on his Giant heritage, managed to hold a slight advantage with his size.


    But the more they fought, the more startled he became.


    The opponent seemed like a natural fighting machine, constantly adapting to and breaking the rhythm of the battle, soon forcing the brute-strength Orion to stagger, continuously backing up.


    Seeing his own perilous situation under the onslaught, Orion simply steeled his heart, raised his arms to shield his upper body, and quickly created distance using the force of Luo En''s punching assault, while his left hand grabbed the hunting bow at his waist, and his right hand pulled out arrows from the quiver, shooting six arrows in rapid succession faster than lightning.


    Facing this sudden attack, Luo En''s eyes revealed a faint derision.


    Just like his father, a sore loser.


    And at that moment, with danger approaching, the boiling battle intent further pushed his innate talent for Infinite Martial Refinement to the extreme.

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    Orion''s archery, which he prided himself on, was not only predictable in Luo En''s eyes but also full of flaws.


    With his thoughts and perceptions exceptionally clear, Luo En shifted three inches to the right, retreated seven-tenths, and then flicked a central arrow with his left hand. The sudden force spun it off its trajectory, hitting weak points on two arrows on the left side, and buried it into the soil with a hair''s breadth to spare.


    At the same time, Luo En''s right hand, which was free, drew the bronze longsword he carried, flicked his wrist, and the sword''s tip danced up and down, effortlessly slashing through three arrows on the right.


    What was once complex became simple, and like that, Orion''s killer move, which had never failed him during hunts, was easily defused.


    But, that was enough!


    Orion, who had initially retreated to a distance of ten steps from Luo En, had a deep blue glow flash over his legs, and unexpectedly accelerated forward, abruptly stepping into the dangerous zone that was only a step away from his opponent.


    The hunter, wearing a cold sneer, swung his right fist wrapped in power, aiming straight for Luo En''s momentarily undefended abdomen.


    Compared to the tricky archery, he trusted his own physique more!


    So, the retreat just now was only to regain control of the battle''s rhythm.


    Facing the fierce punch, Luo En''s indifferent expression did not waver; he leaped slightly back, his right knee thrusting upward, hitting Orion''s inner elbow with the hardest part of the knee, nearly dislocating the demigod''s arm.


    He still didn''t dare to take the blow head-on, showing that strength was indeed this fellow''s weakness.


    If you defend too long, you will falter; then use speed to exploit the slow, forcing him to expose his weaknesses!


    After one futile hit, Orion was far from discouraged. On the contrary, as if he had found his opponent''s fatal flaw, his face lit up with delight, raising his speed and strength to the peak, unleashing a flurry of blows with the power to split mountains and break stones, each enveloped by the ocean''s blessing.


    Under this intense assault, Luo En dodged and weaved, like a small boat being battered in raging waves, seemingly on the verge of capsizing at any moment, yet always narrowly riding the stormy winds.


    Soon, Orion''s relentless attack lasting several breaths was gradually sapped of its edge by Luo En''s evasion, light as a drifting tuft of cotton.


    Even his rhythm of attacks was disrupted by the impatience growing in his heart, and his stamina could not keep up, as he began to breathe heavily and curse.


    "Damn it, do you only know how to dodge?"


    To Orion''s surprise, in the face of this deliberate provocation, Luo En, who had been defensive and evasive, let out a sinister smile. His eyes, oozing a blood-red gleam, revealed a feral ferocity reminiscent of that of a lone wolf, and even his style and moves shifted, all becoming extremely sharp killing moves.


    "Bang!"


    Orion''s expression changed as he stumbled back three steps. His right arm was almost smashed into his chest cavity by Luo En''s brutal punch. The punch, with a force strange as a landslide and tsunami, nearly shattered his arm bones.


    As the son of the God of the Sea retreated, Luo En pressed forward, and his right fist shot out swiftly.


    Orion immediately raised both arms vertically, ready to block repeatedly in front of his chest. However, he found this bizarre and unpredictable onslaught utterly indefensible.


    What started as a fist turned into a palm upon meeting resistance, slipping through guards, and once in close quarters, it transformed into a claw for joint locks, or even a fingertip spike aimed at vital organs like the heart and lungs. These shifts were random and patternless.


    The attacks sometimes involved intricate joint locks, other times powerful blunt force shocks, occasionally mixed with the complex use of Hermes Script and curses...


    In an instant, targets such as the head, throat, heart, and groin became focal points. Even as Orion chose to defend with all his might, he kept getting hit constantly and, in the end, managed to leap out of Luo En''s close-range assault, covered in grievous wounds.


    Three ribs broken, his nose bridge smashed by a punch, and three gashes between his eyebrows almost injured his cornea...


    This guy was both cunning and ferocious, definitely more troublesome than any Magic Beast he had ever faced!


    Orion internally cursed, fretting with anxiety. The pain coursing through his body forced him to consider his own recovery first.


    Thus, the son of the God of the Sea, blessed by the ocean, immediately headed toward a nearby stream, apparently attempting to use the water to heal his injuries.


    However, thanks to Luo En''s understanding of demigods associated with the sea, he had anticipated this move.


    Want to heal yourself? Not so easy!


    A fierce look flashed in Luo En''s eyes as he advanced quickly, aiming to interrupt Orion''s sprint toward the water source for healing.


    Yet, the son of the God of the Sea''s eyes flickered with slyness and coldness as well.


    You''ve been had!


    The moment Luo En stepped into the calculated range, Orion twisted his body with a sudden turn, his right leg gathering momentum for a sweeping arc through the air.


    Luo En''s eyelids twitched as he arched his back and willingly fell backward, striking the ground with his right hand as he fell to use the rebound force to somersault in the air.


    However, as he descended, six sounds of arrows slicing air rang out, with six arrows shot from Orion''s hand reaching instantly.


    With no leverage in mid-air, the prey faced an arrow rain that sealed off all avenues of escape.


    "Clang clang clang!"


    Amidst a flurry of sparks and the clanging of metal, Luo En landed safely with the bronze longsword, which had been at his waist, now gripped in his right hand that had deflected all six arrows during their simultaneous arrival.


    Faced with this unexpected response, Orion, who thought he had a guaranteed hit, stood dumbfounded and felt an icy shiver for the first time, true fear seeping into his bones.

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    The opponent before me possessed an intuitive sharpness surpassing that of wild beasts, coupled with a vast and intricate array of combat skills. Every part of their body was a weapon; every movement had the potential to deliver a lethal strike. They were simply a monster born for battle!


    And indeed, it was so.


    Luo En had never undergone systematic training in any particular school of thought, but thanks to the blessing of his warlike divinity, he forged every experience and skill he encountered in continuous challenges and practice into this body, transforming them into an instinctual understanding that served the purpose of combat.


    This was the "Infinite Martial Refinement"!


    "Woo~~!"


    As Luo En and Orion stood facing each other from a distance, a high-pitched and vigorous sound of a horn came from the coast, echoing across the whole of Crete Island.


    "Roar..."


    Accompanied by a noise resembling the mournful cry of a fish or a snake.


    At the same time, on the sea''s surface.


    The remaining Minos Warships and the Divine Blood Guard, led by a monstrous Minotaur, sliced through the waves like a sharp sword amidst the tide of beasts, pushing the battle line right up to the Mother of Monsters and releasing spears and bow and arrow.


    Chunks of fresh flesh peeled away from the body of the Mother of Monsters, falling into the water.


    The pained Keto thrashed its tail angrily, stirring up towering waves and ether tides in an attempt to engulf all threats and resistance.


    However, the pale yellow wings spread out in front of the fleet, shielding them from the Mother of Monsters'' dying struggle.


    As the golden wings slowly unfurled, the Hundred-eyed Gorgon Witch, a fusion of the three sisters'' divinity, displayed the ferocious stature of the serpent goddess above the sea, uttering a chilling and solemn proclamation.


    "Keto, you have no right to step onto this land, let alone harm the humans here. It''s over!"


    In a deep chant, the Gorgon''s serpentine divine eyes glowed intensely, and the thick, viscous aura of her might spread out once more.


    Every Sea Beast that met her gaze, unable to even cry out, froze into stone statues and sank to the bottom of the sea.


    "Roar...!"


    The Mother of Monsters, Keto, was no exception to the onslaught; the life-draining grey-white that eroded her surface could no longer be contained and spread throughout her body, leaving only a struggling half-head still moving.


    But clearly, it was all in vain.


    The serpent goddess lifted her hand slightly, and behind her, hundreds of purple snakes, spawned from her hair, reared up, hissing wildly as they absorbed the magic and divinity scattered in the air. They traced out a massive purplish-red halo before her.


    �� A forceful seal, dissolving everything!


    "Buzz!"


    The next moment, accompanied by the vibration of the air, a bizarre purplish-red ribbon of light shot out from the halo, spanning the entire sea surface.


    The might that dissolved everything pierced through Keto''s body in an instant, extinguishing the last bit of vitality within the Mother of Monsters.


    "Crack...!"


    The colossal grey-white sculpture, part snake and part fish, stretching for miles, crumbled piece by piece.


    As the oppressive shadow that loomed over the hearts of every Minosian was thoroughly swept away, jubilant shouts that resembled mountains and seas erupted from the coastal defense line.


    "Athena!"


    "Athena!"


    "Athena!"


    Soldiers, priests, civilians, and divine-blooded nobility alike looked on with fervent and reverent eyes at the serpent goddess who bore the wings of deities and the body of a demon.


    They believed that the female ruler of Crete Island had dual incarnations.


    One resided in Olympus, a war-loving bird goddess...


    The other lingered in Crete, a vengeful serpent goddess...


    And now, their goddess was responding to their faith, fighting for them, achieving victory for them, seeking the right for them to live and prosper!


    Vast and pure beliefs converged into an intangible golden river, soaking into the land of Crete Island, deeply rooting this faith in every inch of soil and in the heart of every Minosian.


    ~~


    At this very moment, in a concealed valley of Crete Island.


    When the dying scream of the Mother of Monsters reached his ears, Orion realized something was terribly wrong, feeling as though he had fallen into an ice cave.


    How is it possible? Keto has lost!


    And hearing the cheers signifying the dust had settled, Luo En''s hanging heart finally relaxed as he stretched his limbs comfortably, showing a radiant smile to his opposite, Orion.


    "So, the game is over..."


    Orion looked at the figure whose aura was climbing with every step towards him, his eyes filled with disbelief.


    He hadn''t even used his full strength yet!


    �� Run!


    Almost at once, Orion made the decision, turning his head and rushing towards the valley''s edge, heading straight for the sea.


    Only by entering the domain of the ocean did he have a sliver of a chance to win!


    However, he had barely escaped a few steps when the sharp sound of something cutting through the air attacked from both sides.


    Orion''s instincts kicked in, tensing his muscles and tumbling awkwardly on the spot.


    "Puff puff puff!"


    Immediately, a bone-white spear and two bone arrows grazed his skin by a hair''s breadth, piercing through the rock behind him.


    Following quickly, the grinding sound of bones filled the air as two sharp swords and two long spears jabbed toward Orion''s head and heart.


    "Roll!"


    In the face of this crisis, the Son of God of the Sea immediately released his oceanic divinity, stirring up a deep blue halo around him, throwing off the sharp swords and long spears.


    But by then, the three skeletal creatures in the back, already armed with close-combat bone weapons, alternately surged forward.


    "Dragon Tooth Soldiers!"


    Orion, seeing the seven bone creatures with serpentine features that seemed to have been lying in wait all around, couldn''t help but curse through clenched teeth.

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    If it were an ordinary time, I wouldn''t be afraid of these gold-level summons and it would just take a bit of effort.


    But now, as I''m fleeing, any second''s delay is almost fatal.


    "Get lost, all of you!"


    Orion once again stirred his divine power in anger, trying to break through the blockade of the seven dragon-tooth soldiers recklessly.


    However, a golden shadow flashed by, and pain shot through his right leg, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.


    "Woof! Woof-woof!"


    At the side, a Golden Hound that succeeded in its hunt let out a joyful bark, wagging its tail and nudging its master''s leg to seek praise.


    Looking at the spiritually full Golden Hound and Luo En, who lowered his hand to pet the dog''s head as a reward, Orion''s eyes almost burst with fury.


    All this should have been his!


    All because of that stubborn old fool! All because of this outsider who appeared out of nowhere!


    Seeing no way to escape, Orion steeled his heart, quickly drew the last three arrows from his quiver, and nocked them to his bowstring.


    "Puff!"


    However, a bronze sword was thrown, its cold edge not only cutting the bowstring but also severing his right arm.


    Immediately, warm divine blood spurted out, splashing Orion''s face.


    After a brief numbness, intense pain assaulted him, making the Son of the Sea God clutch his severed arm and let out a piercing howl.


    "Ah! My hand! My hand!"


    "Don''t worry, you won''t be in pain much longer..."


    The voice that seemed to offer comfort brought with it a shivering, chilling fear.


    Luo En casually pulled the bronze sword from the ground and smirked as he stepped forward.


    Orion, clutching his severed arm and struggling to retreat, saw the approaching demon behind him, raising the sword mercilessly and couldn''t help but cry out in terror to the sky.


    "Father God, save me!"


    In an instant, the cloudless sky gathered water vapor from all directions, forming a dark blue vortex that looked like an inhaling water spout, enveloping Orion on the ground.


    Feeling the terrifying maritime divinity within, Luo En''s face dramatically changed.


    Poseidon!


    He didn''t show up on the front lines but chose to forsake Keto, the mother of monsters, to protect his demigod son.


    However, faced with the God of the Sea''s intervention, Luo En''s eyes flashed fiercely, his coldness intensified.


    If this son is so valued, then he must not be allowed to live!


    "Buzz!"


    Precipitated by his grim resolve, the edge of the bronze sword cut through the air.


    "Father...!"


    In that moment, just as Orion saw hope of escape beneath the aqua-blue halo and was ecstatic, his cheering abruptly ceased as his body trembled violently, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, with the light of life swiftly fading from his eyes.


    Seeing this, an angry roar came from the sky, and the hanging blue vortex transformed into a giant hand that reached down to smash the ant who dared defy divine might.


    "Dammit, you''re courting death!"


    In an instant, Luo En felt as though he was at the bottom of a deep ocean, every cell, every inch of muscle in his body suffering the madness of multidirectional crushing pressure.


    In the vagueness, he could almost hear the cries of his bones breaking and flesh dissolving.


    Divine grace is like an ocean; divine wrath is like a prison.


    Too dazzling to behold, untouchable!


    For they are the order of heaven and earth, the sovereigns of the world!


    "Hmph!"


    Just as the tyrannical hand descending from the sky was about to crush the defiant ant, a cold snort echoed through the air and a golden lance descended, its crescent edge splitting the overwhelming waves that sought to engulf the world.


    "Puff!"


    Accompanied by the muffled sound of flesh being torn apart, the giant hand from the sky was cut by the golden lance''s edge, with gold and blue blood raining down amidst a series of muffled groans.


    Luo En, at the center of it all, was drenched in the sudden downpour of the Divine Liquid.


    The Twelve-Sided Die on the altar in his mind began to roll, resonating with an invisible rhythm.


    In an instant, the oppressive weight of the deep sea dissipated, replaced by the boiling surge of blood within his body, as if the sea itself was churning.


    From his bones to his meridians, from his flesh to his spirit, it was as if they were being washed and baptized over and over again by seawater.


    Claiming a measure of Poseidon''s maritime divine power for oneself?


    So this is the [chance] I''ve chosen?


    Realizing something, Luo En murmured, letting go of his mind and actively receiving this hard-earned [divine gift of fate], his consciousness gradually being submerged in the surging tides.


    His uncontrollable body then tilted forward.


    However, his falling head eventually landed in a gently opened embrace, with soft whispers of genuine admiration and boundless complexity brewing close to his ear.


    "You''ve worked hard..."


    Listening to that familiar voice, the last thread of clarity in Luo En''s mind snapped, and his unsupported head burrowed into softness and warmth, leaving him with one final thought.


    Athena, she''s actually quite big...

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    At dawn, the delicate golden sunlight penetrated the window lattice and spilled into the room, accompanied by the sound of the surging tide.


    Yawning as if moved by a sense, Luo En propped open his eyelids, and with a slight glance from the corner of his eye, was startled to find a pair of round and slender white thighs resting behind his head, offering a soft touch and a faint fragrance.


    "You''re awake?"


    A gentle voice reached him, as the Goddess of Wisdom in her plain white dress with silver hair and purple eyes sat at the head of the bed, looking down at the face that rested on her knees with a smile.


    However, the rise and fall of two white mountain peaks with each breath obstructed their line of sight, causing Luo En to feel dizzy.


    Are they really that big?


    As Luo En silently marvelled at this spectacle, those purple eyes showed deep concern.


    "What''s wrong? Still not feeling well? Let me take a look!"


    A pair of encircling arms lifted Luo En''s head and held it anxiously against her chest, soothing him with a series of checks.


    Suddenly, the half-awake victim nearly suffocated, flailing wildly as his senses summarized the characteristics of this overwhelming contact in his mind.


    So big! So soft! So fierce!


    "Bang!"


    As Luo En''s consciousness grew chaotic, almost suffocating from this tender indulgence, the bedroom door was violently burst open.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, dressed in a white apron and holding a ladle, stuck her head through the door with a dark expression and forced out a twisted smile.


    "So you''re awake? I made a big feast to celebrate your recovery, come down and eat!"


    Eat?


    Luo En unconsciously looked through the partially open door toward the hall and kitchen, his expression instantly freezing.


    The neat living space he remembered was smeared with purple-red blood plasma and minced meat, like an oversized slaughterhouse.


    A ghastly greyish head, half fish and half snake, lay tossed to one side, with fresh blood dripping from the severed neck...


    Octopus-like mollusks were stuffed whole into a soup pot, their lids slightly ajar from the screaming and struggling within...


    Thick bird legs, freshly plucked, smoked beside a hung one-legged Siren...


    Even worse, a Lamia with a large bump on her forehead, clearly knocked unconscious, had an apple stuffed in her mouth and sauce smeared all over her contorted body in the shape of a heart, ready to be pushed into the oven...


    "Hes... Hestia...


    I... I''m not hungry..."


    Luo En''s adam''s apple bobbed violently and cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he forced a dry laugh and shook his head, his thoughts growing more scrambled.


    "Eat, you must eat! This is specially prepared for you by Lady Goddess!"


    At that moment, Euryale, dressed in a formal gown, popped her head from outside the door, gloating and her crimson eyes brimming with malice.


    At the doorway, her twin sister Stheno with purple hair and red eyes, smiling, ladled out a bowl of bubbling purple-red potion from a pot jammed with octopus tentacles, eagerly handing this biological weapon to Hestia at the door, the urging was unmistakable.


    "Come on, open wide...!"


    Then there was Hestia with a sinister face, spooning out a serving of the purple-red seafood soup, preparing to feed it into the mouth of Luo En, the invalid.


    Hisss! Hisss!


    But the bronze spoon visibly smoked and blackened in the air, even melting away.


    This TM is edible for humans?


    Seeing this, Luo En broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously changed the subject, trying to dodge the seafood soup whose potency could be compared to a deadly poison.


    "Wait! Is everything over now?


    Anna! Yes, where''s Anna?!"


    In the midst of speaking, Luo En, his head tightly circled in Athena''s arms, darted his eyes around, frantically searching for a figure to save the situation.


    "Anna? She''s right..."


    The Gorgon Sisters with purple hair and red eyes entered the room, their beautiful faces bearing wicked smiles. They then grabbed the corner of Luo En''s blanket and with a swift tug, they revealed...


    "...here!"


    Luo En instinctively looked down to see a spread of purple lying beneath the blanket.


    The face that blended the mature charm of the snake goddess with the youthful innocence of a young Gorgon was slowly lifting up from below, a split tongue flicking out from parted lips, tasting the air and swallowing with a satisfied flush on her little face.


    In an instant, several chilling gazes focused on him, and an indescribable terror instantly froze everything.


    "An... Anna! No!"


    A shrill and off-key wail echoed in the ancient Greek-style bedroom as a patient covered in sweat sat upright in bed, his arms flailing in the air as if grasping for life.


    After a moment of turmoil, his terror-filled eyes refocused, looking up at the familiar ceiling and room decor with relief.


    It was just a dream, thankfully.


    For a moment, Luo En patted his nearly arrested heart, slumping against the headboard and staring at the empty bedroom with a tinge of dejection in his heart.


    What happened to the number one hero? If not knee-pillowed, why isn''t there even an attendant?


    As his mood swung and he was grumbling to himself, a low whine came from outside the door. A Golden Hound pushed open the door gap, burst into the bedroom, leaped onto the bed, and wagged its tail and licked his palm with joy.


    You''re the best, pup!


    Seeing his own faithful dog so loyal, Luo En felt somewhat moved.

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    "Don''t run, let me hug you!"


    However, before Luo En''s touched feelings could last for a few seconds, the door was pushed open by small hands, and in rushed the Goddess of Victory, Nike, with her arms spread wide, intercepting the darting Gold dog from all directions.


    Looking at the few strands of dog hair remaining in Nike''s hands and the Gold dog circling around him, Luo En''s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    After all this time, have you come to use me as a shield?


    Has even the loyal dog become unreliable these days?


    While muttering under his breath, Luo En unceremoniously scooped up the Gold dog that was floundering on the bed and tossed it to Nike standing in front of the bed.


    The Goddess of Victory, having gotten her wish, immediately beamed, holding the whimpering dog snugly in her arms, happily stroking its head, and looked at Luo En with eyes full of goodwill and affection.


    This is the Goddess of Victory, after all, the most important authority in the sphere of war gods. It''s important to establish a good relationship early.


    Doggy, you''ll have to sacrifice yourself this time.


    Luo En ignored his pet dog''s pleading eyes, muttered to himself, and managed to squeeze out a friendly smile towards Nike.


    "You''re awake? What would you like to eat? I''ll cook a big feast to celebrate your recovery!"


    The familiar question and the Goddess of the Hearth peering out from in front of the door caused Luo En on the bed to stiffen reflexively and shake his head in panic.


    "Hes... Hestia, I''m not hungry."


    "Ah? Oh..."


    Hearing Luo En''s clear rejection, Hestia holding the ladle seemed a bit disappointed.


    Perhaps due to some aftereffects of the nightmare, Luo En looked around cautiously and then asked carefully.


    "What about Athena?"


    "She''s at Olympus confronting Poseidon. Although the beast tide has ended, there are still troubles on Crete Island and in Atlantis..."


    Hestia glanced at Luo En, answered with a low muffled voice, and the hand holding the ladle revealed several bulging veins.


    Luo En relaxed a little, then stealthily scanned the surroundings again and spoke up.


    "By the way, where are Stheno, Euryale, and Anna?"


    "They''re in divine slumber!"


    A low scoff came from in front of the door, apparently mixed with a grinding teeth sound.


    "After the battle on the coast, they absorbed a great deal of Keto''s scattered divinity. They need time to digest and assimilate it. Athena took them to her own temple before she left..."


    "And what about Princess Ariadne..."


    "Crack!"


    A hand pressed against the doorframe forcibly snapped the cedar wood reinforced with runes.


    Hestia withdrew her arm as if nothing had happened, hiding it behind her back without a trace, her face squeezing out a smile, and spoke calmly.


    "Anything else you want to ask? Go on?"


    Gurgle~!


    Staring at the face that seemed somewhat distorted with expression, Luo En''s eyelids twitched, throat moved, and he spoke cautiously.


    "Shall we eat first?"


    "Didn''t you say you were not hungry?"


    Hestia raised an eyebrow and continued to look towards the newly awakened patient.


    "But there''s still you, isn''t there? We can''t let anyone go hungry, especially not Lady Hestia, the hardest working and most meritorious Goddess of the Hearth. What would you like to eat? I''ll make it!"


    In that moment, realizing his oversight, Luo En readily agreed, getting off the bed energetically, and without hesitation grabbed Hestia''s arm, boasting a mix of truth and flattery.


    "I won''t lie to you, during the time I was unconscious, all I could think about was recipes. It was those insights that woke me up from the dream.


    Come on, let''s go to the kitchen and put it to the test. I guarantee everything will be to your taste!"


    Hestia seemed unimpressed, her face showing skepticism.


    "Really? You can study recipes in your dreams? Don''t lie to me..."


    Despite her words, the Goddess of the Hearth''s body involuntarily turned around, quickly following Luo En.


    Her previously gloomy face was now filled with eager anticipation.


    As expected, easy to read as always.


    Luo En glanced back at Hestia, who had willingly followed, and, not at all surprised, looked away with a pleasurable curve to his lips.


    Clearly, the Goddess of the Hearth, whose personality he had figured out, was nearly hooked.


    Soon, the stove was lit, a wisp of cooking smoke rose.


    The sounds of pots and pans, along with the aroma of food being boiled, fried, saute?ed, and deep-fried filled the kitchen. One by one, dishes that were either exquisitely shaped, innovatively prepared, or creatively crafted were completed and served on the dining table, becoming the stars of today''s meal.


    The naturally forthright Nike was quickly lured by the fragrance and became a captive to the culinary delights, taking her seat at the table with the wriggling dog and feasting with gusto.


    "Get down, no eating without washing your hands!"


    But even the Goddess of Victory, in the realms of the kitchen and dining table, was driven away by a fierce Hestia wielding a ladle and obediently put down the dog to head to the sink.


    Seeing Nike scampering away, Luo En, who had been demoted from head chef to sous chef, reflected on the domestic authority of the Goddess of the Hearth and served up the last dish, announcing that the meal was ready.


    In a warm and joyful atmosphere, two gods, one person, and one dog finished their meal, faces content.


    Just as this family banquet was ending and Luo En was preparing to get up and clean up the messy table, Hestia stood up from the bench and spoke up to stop him, a change from her usual demeanor.


    "Let''s clean up later; you, come with me first!"


    As she spoke, Hestia didn''t wait for a response, grabbed Luo En''s arm, and, leaving Nike to watch the house, headed straight to the top floor of the home.


    The third floor was a balcony with plants and flowers and a few tables and chairs.

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    The night, like water, cascaded from the vault of heaven, bringing with it a sense of depth and tranquillity.


    Unknowingly, the family banquet had lasted from day into night.


    Upon arriving at the destination, Hestia busied herself knocking around until she finally unearthed a jar of fruit wine, two cups, some jerky and dried fruit from beneath a stone slab. Cradling these items, that were obviously from a personal stash, she approached the small table to entertain the guest she had brought along.


    "Take a seat, I seldom bring anyone here," she said.


    Hearing her meaningful hum, Luo En couldn''t help feeling a bit nervous, muttering to himself.


    Could she still be sour about that one thing?


    "So, you want to ascend from demigod to deity?"


    However, as soon as Hestia spoke, Luo En looked at the Goddess of the Hearth who had leisurely seated herself beside him with a bit of surprise.


    "Hey, what''s with that look? I am the protector of the home''s peace, not just someone who cooks!"


    Feeling belittled, Hestia ground her teeth in annoyance, proclaiming her distinguished identity.


    "After all, I am one of the Twelve Olympians, a true and rightful member of Olympus. If Athena can teach you something, why can''t I?"


    "How could I ever think otherwise? Not to mention Athena, even offending her Divine King father would leave you starved for three days and nine meals!"


    Seeing Hestia about to lose her temper, Luo En hurriedly piled on the flattery with a smile plastered across his face.


    That''s more like it!


    Hestia, having heard this, felt the sullenness in her heart dissipate considerably, and her expression slowly brightened as she took the initiative to speak.


    "If there''s anything you don''t understand about the ascension from demigod to deity, feel free to ask me," she offered.


    With that, Hestia found a perfectly reasonable excuse to help.


    "Of course, this is because you''ve just saved everyone on Crete Island, so I am making an exception to enlighten you," she declared.


    "Yes, yes, I will definitely cherish this opportunity," Luo En affirmed.


    As for Luo En, he naturally chose to turn a blind eye to the subtext, nodding in agreement, and seizing this rare opportunity, he sought guidance from the eldest in the family of Divine Kings.


    "So, how should a demigod ascend to the realm of deity?"


    "Frankly speaking, that''s not an easy task..."


    When it came to the main topic, Hestia''s demeanor changed from her previously gentle and graceful image to one that was serious and earnest as she provided a meticulous response.


    "Strictly speaking, the deities of this world can be divided into two types:


    One type is born as gods. These beings, by virtue of their own nature or lineage, often inherit a certain essence and rules of the world from birth and naturally possess ''Authority''. They can easily touch the ''Great Source'', the beginning of everything.


    The other type is those who become gods later. They ascend from mortal bodies through the accumulation of lineage, cultivation, merit, gathering of believers, etc. They go through their own transformation and ascension, ultimately forging their own path and grasping their own ''Authority''...


    Luo En listened attentively while also nodding secretly.


    In essence, one could say these are naturally nurtured gods and artificially created gods.


    And this also coincides with the evolution of myths.


    The primitive cultures initially worshiped the sun, moon, stars, the sky, the earth, wind, rain, thunder, and all mysterious forces and entities from nature.


    But as the eras progressed and civilization evolved, deities associated with agriculture, smithing, warfare, alcohol, marriage, wealth, and other aspects distinct from nature were born. As mortal beings, they too, therefore, have the potential to ascend to godhood.


    Of course, the lion''s share of new divine authorities is still claimed by the original deities.


    For example, the reason why the Twelve Olympians were able to defeat the twelve Titans, who represented the divine nature of nature, was that they seized these newly formed divine authorities associated with society and civilization.


    In the end, just as with history, the civilization deities representing progress overpowered the nature deities representing the wild, leading to the glory of Olympus.


    At this point, Hestia paused, her gaze becoming somewhat reflective.


    "As far as I know, the majority of deities are born as gods, with vastly varied strengths and a huge disparity between their upper and lower limits.


    For instance, the pure-blooded descendants of the Titans such as the Sun God, Goddess of Dawn, Muse Goddesses, Occhanos and Thetis'' progeny��the three thousand river gods, and countless nymphs of the forests and waters are all deities. Yet, there is a vast difference between each stratum''s level.


    The strong make even the Chief Gods wary, while the weak ones, apart from being bullied by powerful demigods, can even become fodder for Magic Beasts...


    Even when the weaker ones wish to grow stronger, they often find it difficult to break through the boundaries of lineage.


    So, being born a god is a stroke of luck but frequently also restricts their potential for self-development."


    Luo En rolled his eyes and hummed, interrupting the complacency of this beneficiary.


    "Oh, please, the same issue exists for species with mortal origins, and it''s probably even more severe."


    Upon hearing that, the Goddess of the Hearth thought it over, recalling the sprawling offspring with divine blood in the Mortal World and the many more trapped in the misery of birth, aging, sickness, and death. With resignation, she nodded in agreement.


    "That''s true. For mortals to break through the limitations of lineage and ignite the divine fire to step into demigodhood, it''s already an incredible hurdle. Compared to us beings born as gods, we are indeed luckier."


    "So it''s quite a difficult road for a mortal to become a god?" Luo En frowned slightly.


    "Difficult? It''s almost an impasse that very few can overcome! Such entities are extremely rare; I estimate that there can''t be more than a double-digit number."


    Hestia said, taking the matter seriously as she counted on her fingers to emphasize her point.


    Immediately, to avoid having Luo En lose heart, she softened her tone and offered comfort once more.

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    ```


    "However, once a mortal transcends numerous obstacles and successfully takes that step, their achievement often surpasses most of the naturally born deities."


    This is indeed...


    Luo En nodded, recalling the cases of ascension to godhood that he knew.


    Hercules the Great, with his unparalleled strength; Asclepius, who could revive the dead; and Dionysus, who had historically squeezed into the ranks of the Twelve Olympians...


    Those who ascended from mortal status to divinity, once they stepped across that threshold, generally became top-tier deities, if not Chief Gods.


    And the more he yearned for the future, the more curious Luo En became.


    "What exactly is the difference between demigods and deities?"


    "Immortal!"


    Hestia replied solemnly and then thoughtfully added.


    "To be precise, it''s the immortality of the body; the soul remains vulnerable. As long as divinity does not fade, this vessel that carries one''s divinity can continuously self-repair in certain environments. To thoroughly kill a deity becomes quite complex and difficult, and often requires a weapon with the property of Deicide or a special technique to accomplish."


    "And the Chief Gods?"


    "Immortality!"


    Hestia answered instinctively, and considerately elaborated.


    "At that point, both their bodies and souls are connected to the world''s origin, unlikely to age or die easily, nearly invulnerable."


    But immediately afterwards, the Goddess of the Hearth waved her hand, steering the conversation back on track.


    "These are matters for you to consider in the future; right now, you should focus on how to accomplish the ascension from demigod to deity."


    "Then what should I do?"


    "Use the divine flame to temper your divinity, refine your godhood, and engrave it with the laws that belong to you."


    After stating the method, Hestia looked seriously at Luo En and earnestly spoke.


    "However, before that, I suggest that you first clearly understand the path you wish to take."


    Following a brief silence, the Goddess of the Hearth pursed her lips, and earnestly cautioned.


    "To be honest, I think that the authority of the God of War is potent, but Athena and Ares have mostly claimed it for themselves. Even if you successfully ascend, you may only end up as a Lesser Deity under them, which may not be your first choice."


    Luo En, sensing the concern and sincerity in Hestia''s words, furrowed his brows in deep thought.


    Indeed, with Ares and Athena in existence, there wasn''t much of the God of War''s authority left. Moreover, when the Olympian gods descended to aid their respective city-states in war, they would at times flaunt their related powers, leaving only scraps and remnants.


    And there were too many deities vying for the God of War''s authority, posing a substantial risk of usurpation.


    Of course, there was an even more crucial point.


    ��Sometimes, making choices is more important than making efforts.


    If one opts for a dominion unsuitable to oneself and undergoes ascension, even if they are lucky enough to transform into a deity, it would be difficult to take the second step towards becoming a Chief God.


    Not to mention, he who Luo En intended to challenge in the future was none other than Zeus, the Divine King.


    As thoughts churned, Luo En, somewhat bewildered, stood at the crossroads of destiny, uncertain of which path to take.


    "Can''t figure it out?"


    Hestia, seemingly noticing Luo En''s perplexity, smiled and reached out to pull him up and then dragged him to the edge of the balcony, overlooking the city of Knossos beneath the night sky.


    "He..."


    Luo En felt puzzled and was about to ask the reason instinctively.


    "Shush, don''t rush; the time is almost upon us. Listen carefully, watch carefully..."


    Hestia immediately raised her hand to interrupt, her voice serious and deep,


    ```


    Influenced by such solemnity, Luo En obediently remained silent, following Hestia''s gaze.


    Under the profound night sky, the entire city, quiet as a soundly sleeping baby.


    And on this dim land, Olympus, clothed in starlight alone, the undying sacred flame burned silently in the halls of the gods, proclaiming immortal brilliance and splendor.


    Only��


    This grandeur, far too distant for mortals;


    This sublimity, empty and devoid of substance;


    This power, serving only self-interest and ambition...


    Even though they had stepped into immortality and glory, they were merely the cold and lonely undertones of the universe, unchanging over thousands, tens of thousands of years.


    Is this all there is?


    Just when Luo En felt some disappointment, the fiery sunrise ascended slowly, the dawn''s light piercing the night, scattering across the land,


    The city, once submerged in darkness, like a crying baby, awakened from its swaddles.


    Wisps of smoke rose from the houses, the air filled with the scent of food and the clamor of children;


    Street vendors set up their stalls, laid out their wares, shouting loudly, hopeful for today''s profit;


    Farmers weeding outside the city, vines of grapes sprouting buds, wiping sweat from their brows, dreaming of the next year''s harvest;


    Long sails at the harbor caught the breeze, fishermen going out to sea, casting their nets with vigor in the calming fishing grounds, yearning for the sea''s gifts...


    The once dull and silent world, now filled with noise and clamor.


    "Compared to cold Olympus, I truly prefer the life here..."


    Hestia leaned on the balcony edge, propping up her smooth chin, looking down at the passersby and neighbors on the street, her face overflowing with a pure smile.


    "Perhaps, that''s also why I chose to protect the home, to become the Goddess of the Hearth."


    As she spoke, a baby''s loud cry, fresh from birth, echoed from a birthing room within the city.


    "It''s born! Constantine''s next-door little one is born! Hurry, come with me, we might snag a few sweets!"


    Hestia''s spirits lifted, she immediately called Luo En, running downstairs, eager to share the joy of a new life''s birth.


    Along the way, looking at the familiar faces and the cheerful crowd gathering toward the birthing room, Luo En seemed to be infected, gradually curving his lips into a smile.


    The universe''s laws are magnificent, the gods'' splendor dazzlingly bright, but these are ultimately but cold, dead things, dry and useless.


    And human life, fragile as reeds, still able to stand against the world''s injustices and ruthlessness with passion for life, seeking laughter''s spark in the night of suffering.


    The gods, no matter how powerful, are but slaves to fate; but true respect-worthy lives should not be so!


    Even without the immortality of the gods, without the unwavering certainty in seeking truth, without the power to grasp the origin, life should be unique, without any constants, warranting the capricious dictate of life''s direction, erasing all possibilities.


    So it is with him, with others, with the whole world.


    Whether it is the unblessed anomalies or the lowly ants that are mortals!


    If the gods cannot grant this possibility, then let me offer it myself!


    To bestow dignity upon life with the enjoyment of living, to show life''s equality with indiscriminate jest!


    Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, humanity, so brief, so fragile, such inconvenient creatures, yet never branded with the tale of death and cessation, instead bearing love and hope the gods yearn for but cannot obtain...


    An outsider, always separated by a layer from this world, laughing heartily, with a smile that comes from deep within, uttering heartfelt exclamations.


    "It''s delightful indeed, praise be, this joyful life��!"


    As Luo En walked, he took the initiative to grab the hand in front of him, laughing aloud on the wide path, running towards novelty with Hestia amidst her joy and surprise,

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    Several days later, a new type of drink called "wine," fermented and brewed from grapes, began to spread throughout Knossos City.


    In just a few days, it became wildly popular among the people with its soft, sweet taste and rich berry aroma, quickly becoming the favorite beverage among the Minosians in the streets and alleys before meals and in the afternoons.


    "Fancy a drink together?" soon replaced "Have you eaten?" as the most common greeting among the residents of Knossos City.


    Of course, not everyone could afford the high costs at the emerging taverns, but this didn''t stop them from declaring their love for "wine" in their words and deeds.


    Because the joy and intoxication that wine brought, along with the pleasure of forgetting all pain, could not be provided by anything else.


    Those who loved wine didn''t need to mythologize it, deliberately get drunk to the point of unconsciousness to be satisfied. They were simply using it as a medium to temporarily tear off their masks and pretenses, discard the roles and responsibilities they had to bear, release pressure, and let their souls rest for a while.


    There was too little equality among humans, too little joy. Every child is born with a cry, not one emerges laughing...


    ����Everyone has to be born, whether you like it or not; everyone has to die, whether you like it or not.


    And wine provided happiness equally, inexpensive and readily available.


    No matter rich or poor, it gave everyone an intoxicating, soothing pleasure.


    So, no matter if tomorrow brings a collapsing sky or sunken earth, a volcano or a flood.


    ����First, have a drink, console your weary self, please your body and mind, let your soul take a brief respite.


    ����When life inevitably reaches its end, there''s no need to hurry, wait until you wake up, then it''s not too late to continue carrying the burden.


    These were the teachings left by the scribe who created "wine" and shared this blessing with others.


    Promoting teachings incongruous with asceticism, coupled with an approachable character and the merit of having saved Crete Island, these words quickly became the sacred maxims worshipped by wine enthusiasts and were widely praised and agreed upon.


    Life was hard enough already, and as it had to continue, it was better to seek some fun from the illusory world with wine.


    With hundreds and thousands embodying these teachings, Knossos City quickly emerged from the shadows of beast calamities and natural disasters and was almost daily brimming with joy and festive atmosphere.


    However, conversely, the number of drunkards the city guards picked up from the streets and alleys also climbed steadily.


    After all, not everyone had the willpower to resist this sinking and temptation; not everyone could distinguish between loving wine and abusing it.


    Consequently, the production and living of some families were affected due to the emergence of wine, and groups of disgruntled or angry women sought out the instigator for an explanation.


    Nevertheless, after a few cups of "hot tea", the women often came in a huff but left in great spirits.


    For they not only experienced the wonder of venting stress through wine but also carried away the decrees issued by the scribe and the commandments conveyed by the wine faith.


    ����True lovers of wine also loved life; they usually knew restraint and would never indulge in merrymaking that tarnished this "gift."


    ����Therefore, if anyone was found by the city guards causing trouble due to drunkenness, not only would they be fined and subjected to labor, but they would also lose the eligibility to participate in the "God of Wine Festival" the following year.


    The scribe personally promised that next year he would prepare to hold an unprecedented festival in Knossos City.


    During the event, there wouldn''t be just free and unlimited wine to drink, but many new products would also be introduced for people to try.


    If the effect was good, it would become an annual celebration regularly held in Knossos City in the future.


    Of course, those who had desecrated the aesthetics of wine with drunken misconduct during the year would still be deprived of participating in the celebration.


    ����In short, if you can''t discipline yourself, you''re not allowed to join the party!


    Under the governance of the actual ruler of Crete Island, who was also revered as the supreme sage by patrons, the atmosphere around alcohol abuse in Knossos City was rectified almost instantly.


    For a while, not only were there no drunken debauchees in the streets and alleys, but ordinary people who found a balance between relieving stress and striving to live life were actually inspired to pursue their lives with even greater passion.


    Gradually, the whole Crete Island was enveloped in a cheerful and joyful atmosphere, and the blessing known as "wine" was transported with the comings and goings of traders and fleets to the city-states of Greece, in exchange for a large amount of scarce resources such as food and minerals for the Minosians, making their lives richer and better.


    ~~


    "The old Taylors, right? What''s wrong? Your husband still has palpitations and insomnia? Tell him to drink less wine, it won''t help with sleep. Better to drink milk or honey water."


    "Pythacus family? Want to know how to make delicious bread? Why not try this fermentation method?"


    "Cleobula''s daughter? Fallen out with your father and looking for a job to support yourself? I remember you learned weaving, why not go to the temple and ask around? They seem to be in need of a lot of fabrics recently, desperately short on female workers..."


    As the young girl with fluttering eyes and a slightly flushed face left with gratitude and satisfaction, Luo En watched his front door finally clearing up and couldn''t help but sigh with a sense of relief.


    "You really are popular in Knossos City, Mr. Scribe..."

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    Hestia, with a basket on her arm, looked at the sun nearly at its zenith and rolled her eyes, complaining feebly.


    Originally, she had planned to go out to buy some vegetables in the morning and try out a new recipe she had come up with.


    For this, the somewhat lazy Goddess of the Hearth had even managed to get up nice and early.


    However, to her surprise, even in the dim light of dawn, there was a crowd of women from Knossos City squeezed in front of her house, waiting to greet a certain secretary and casually seek advice and strategies.


    Thinking about the situation over the past few days, Hestia, somewhat harassed by it, felt a headache coming on, and her gaze toward Luo En became increasingly filled with silent reproach.


    It was probably because after complaining and consulting with the secretary about alcohol-related family troubles, his unparalleled wisdom and approachable attitude spread among the women.


    Thus, more and more women gathered at Hestia''s doorstep, venting to the enlightened and wise secretary.


    The secretary, just as approachable as the rumors stated, patiently provided them with satisfactory responses and, he claimed, perfect solutions.


    Gradually, the issues ventured beyond alcohol, encompassing life, work, and even emotional troubles, all raised by these bold women.


    The secretary''s reputation soared, turning him into a veritable friend of women.


    Even Hestia''s doorstep was crowded every morning with a throng of women drawn by his fame.


    Some sought genuine advice, others were there out of curiosity, and some were simply of an age when the springtime of life beckoned...


    At that moment, a certain "treasure of women" hearing Hestia''s complaints, also couldn''t help but roll its eyes.


    "Isn''t this mess all your doing?"


    "I didn''t know the matters were all resolved, and these women just don''t stop..."


    Hestia grumbled resentfully, her face inadvertently revealing a hint of regret.


    At the onset of [alcohol], because of uncontrolled excessive drinking, many household conflicts arose, naturally bringing complaints to Hestia''s ears.


    As the Goddess responsible for protecting the peace of the household, Hestia certainly couldn''t ignore this, so she led the group of noisy women to her own external brain, as well as Luo En, who was to blame for the whole mess.


    Unsurprisingly, the resourceful secretary easily resolved the issues that [alcohol] brought.


    But that sparked a new round of family crises.


    Only this time, the victim was none other than the Goddess of the Hearth herself, Hestia.


    "Had I known, I never would have let them in!"


    Hestia looked at the external brain that should have been for her use alone, hitting her head in vexation, full of regret about her past decisions.


    Luo En, too, felt somewhat helpless.


    Perhaps because of the divinity associated with joy, indulgence, and pleasure, the original God of Wine was not only popular among men but was also fervently worshiped by women.


    Consequently, in history, the priests who followed the God of Wine Dionysus were all women, his most devout followers, driven to madness with each appearance of their God.


    According to legend, the talented musician Orpheus, son of the God of Light Apollo, was beaten to death by frenzied female priests and worshippers after accidentally stumbling into a secret rite in honor of the God of Wine...


    Thus, the characteristic of this "treasure of women" might have become part of his bloodline, inextricable, ever since he chose this Divine Office.


    And sometimes, having too much charisma can also be a headache.


    The popular Goddess of the Hearth and the even more popular future God of Wine exchanged a glance, sharing a helpless and frustrated sigh.


    Seemingly having nowhere else to vent, Hestia began to complain about Luo En''s creation.


    "You know, I really can''t understand why so many people like this [wine] you created. This thing that numbs the self only helps one to escape reality; it doesn''t solve any problems!"


    "On the contrary, though shameful, escaping can be useful."


    Luo En shook his head in disagreement, his deep gaze looking out to the bustling streets and at those faces brimming with contentment, speaking with profound meaning.


    "Not everyone has to face the harsh reality or become a hero who overcomes all hardships. Taking detours and escaping can also be a choice."


    Not everyone has to or wants to become a hero?


    Hestia murmured to herself, thinking of her own situation.


    Compared to those in Mount Olympus who were eager to chase after power and divine authority, she felt so different.


    Perhaps, to them, she, the unambitious eldest sister, was also in her own kind of escape?


    Luo En looked at Hestia, lost in thought, and spoke again reflectively.


    "Moreover, how people choose has nothing to do with [wine].


    The lone brave soul won''t become immersed in illusions and weakened because of one extra drink of wine, forever lost.


    The coward won''t suddenly find the courage to face the dismal reality less one drink of wine, moving forward valiantly.


    They are just searching for a temporary haven for their souls, a place where they can rest and then gather more courage to step forward.


    Therefore, the appearance of wine didn''t collapse the order of Knossos but helped more people walk out of pain and shadows, loving life even more."


    With that, Luo En gestured towards the passersby and vendors outside, using reality to illustrate his point.


    "If you don''t believe me, look, isn''t the city of Knossos filled with more smiles than before?"

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    "Is it really as magical as you say?"


    Despite the evidence before her eyes, Hestia was still somewhat skeptical.


    "I''ve drunk [wine] before, why don''t I feel the way you describe?"


    "Nonsense! That''s because you are one of the Twelve Olympians. How could mere mortal concoctions affect you? If it were a fine brew crafted by my hands..."


    The words stopped abruptly at that point.


    Luo En glanced at Hestia beside him, shaking his head and waving his hands, a gesture that seemed considerate of her.


    "Forget it, forget it, that batch is too strong. I''m afraid you can''t handle it, and you might lose your composure in front of others..."


    "I am a respected Chief God. What haven''t I seen! Could I possibly be scared of a jug of your wine?"


    The Goddess of the Hearth, feeling slighted, suddenly bristled.


    Seemingly daunted by Hestia''s boldness, Luo En couldn''t help respecting her.


    "Lady Goddess is quite brave..."


    "Kidding me, I''m super brave, okay!"


    Hestia, with her brows raised and chest puffed out in pride, reached impatiently towards Luo En.


    "Give it here! Two jars!"


    "How about we just forget about it..."


    "Less nonsense, four jars!"


    "I have some low-alcohol fruit wines here..."


    "Shut it, watch as I finish all of your brew in one go today!"


    Under the constant provocation and repeated questioning, Hestia finally couldn''t stand it any longer; she glared angrily at the clerk who had been stalling and underestimating her and demanded to know directly.


    "Say, where is it?!"


    "Well..."


    Luo En showed a troubled expression, didn''t speak, yet his eyes involuntarily glanced towards the backyard.


    At once, Hestia, noticing this small movement, raised the corners of her mouth, displaying a triumphant smile.


    "Hmph! You don''t need to tell me. It''s in the cellar, right!"


    With that, the Goddess of the Hearth decisively left Luo En behind and stormed toward the cellar entrance.


    Today, she had to expose the lie about [wine] and show this arrogant fellow what an eternal Chief God really was!


    "Lady Goddess, please don''t! This really isn''t a good idea..."


    Luo En raised his hands, frantically trying to dissuade her.


    Though his voice was loud, his feet did not move a step forward.


    And as he watched the Goddess of the Hearth disappear into the cellar, a pleased smile curled the corners of his mouth; he muttered to himself in satisfaction.


    Now he had his experimental subject.


    A quarter of an hour later, the rich aroma of wine wafted out from the cellar, not only mesmerizing people but even causing birds in the trees to tumble down to the ground, sinking into a deep drunken sleep.


    "Snap!"


    After listening for a moment, and with no further noise coming from the cellar, Luo En casually snapped his fingers to disperse the lingering smell of alcohol. He then leisurely lifted the hatch and walked into the cellar.


    At this time, of the twelve jars of fine brew stored in the corner, nearly half had been opened.


    Luo En counted carefully��there were five jars.


    And looking around, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had been speaking so boldly earlier, was now sprawled across a pile of turnips, sound asleep.


    Her normally pale face was now a blazing red,


    "Luo En... hehe... little Anna... mine, all mine...!"


    With a muffled giggle, the dreaming Hestia rubbed her burning cheeks against a cool turnip, her drool hanging at the corners of her mouth, dripping steadily to the floor.


    She was this drunk after just five jars; this Stove God really was a lightweight.


    As Luo En admired Hestia''s drunken foolishness, he took out a Magic Power crystal to take a screenshot for future enjoyment.


    Once he had taken 360-degree no-blind-spot pictures, Luo En happily pocketed this piece of ''black history'', his lips curling into a wicked smile of successful mischief. He then raised his arm high and brought it down with force.


    "Snap!"


    The twin cheeks of her rear trembled violently, offering Luo En an excellent tactile sensation.


    ��"Ding, Trial Number Two, Commit an act of sacrilege against the Virgin Goddess Hestia, completed!"


    Accompanied by an invisible tone, a silver oracle that had appeared at the altar in Luo En''s mind melted away, reforging into a brand-new Silver Badge.


    At the same time, the dimming light on the Twelve-Sided Die twinkled once again as a complex and invisible [Chance] divine will spread out, shielding against destiny''s perception and stirring ripples in the deterministic world.


    Very good, mission accomplished, renewal of the fog of war was successful.


    So...


    "Snap snap snap!"


    A series of even more vigorous spanking sounds echoed through the narrow cellar, with Luo En unabashedly smacking the raised buttocks of the Goddess of the Hearth, his lips fashioned into a gratified and joyous smile.


    Lady Goddess, let me teach you a lesson, so you''ll understand what it means to be wary of the wickedness in people''s hearts.


    "Snap snap snap snap!"


    The swinging arm almost formed afterimages, creating louder sounds.

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    Half an hour later, Luo En walked out of the cellar feeling refreshed and invigorated, stretching lazily with pleasure filling his heart.


    Frankly, he had wanted to do this for a long time.


    Previously, there was no opportunity, but today Hestia had come to him of her own accord, and he certainly couldn''t let this entertaining opportunity pass by without taking advantage.


    And it had to be said, the Titans'' physical condition really was excellent; despite being beaten for so long, only a few red marks remained.


    Later, even if Hestia woke up and sensed something amiss, he could simply blame it on the aftereffects of a hangover.


    Perfect!


    As Luo En thought of a good excuse, he closed the cellar door contentedly, carved a protective spell, and left the Goddess of the Hearth, who had no idea how many days she''d sleep, right where she was, while he strode out the door towards the outside of the city.


    ~~


    In a secluded valley of the Cretan mountains.


    Luo En looked around at the chaotic past battlefield, with the two recent skirmishes still seemingly vivid as though they occurred just yesterday.


    Of course, the first round with the demigod huntress Orion was just a warm-up, it was Poseidon, the God of the Sea, who personally took to the field in the second round that truly made him experience the terror of a Chief God''s authority.


    That incomparable sense of oppression almost made one lose the will to fight back.


    Moreover, this was just a glimpse of a Chief God''s authority; how much more powerful would Zeus, whom even Poseidon admitted inferiority, be?


    Luo En thought about it and shook his head somewhat helplessly.


    Forget it, it''s too far off. You have to eat meals one bite at a time, take the journey one step at a time; if you stretch too far, snap, it''s easy to pull something.


    Now was not the time to think about this.


    After calming his complex thoughts, Luo En lightly stretched his body, stepped off the riverbank, and entered the lake before him.


    Surprisingly, the moment his falling body touched the water''s surface, it, contrary to all reason, stabilized as if standing on firm ground.


    And it was not just limited to standing.


    Luo En opened his eyes on the water''s surface and began to move his limbs, trying to jump and run. Not only did he move as if on land, but he could also distinctly perceive movements from all directions with each ripple spreading under his feet.


    At the same time, the fatigue accumulated in his body disappeared, and his magic power was rapidly replenished.


    Luo En clenched his fist and swung it forward, unleashing a tidal wave of ether that roared forward like an angry sea, instantly grinding a few waist-high bluestones on the shore to dust.


    Sure enough, things exploded by Poseidon were effective!


    After completing his experiment, Luo En couldn''t praise Poseidon enough for traveling thousands of miles from the Sea of Okeanos to Crete Island to explode gold coins for him.


    ����The Blessing of the Sea, that was the reward he had won from the grand bet he''d recently taken.


    That is, a blessing born of Poseidon''s golden blood, encompassing healing, recovery, perception, and ability to walk on water among other benefits.


    Overall, a very practical thing.


    Especially near water, his combat abilities and survival skills would both markedly rise a notch.


    Indeed, high risk comes with high reward.


    To catch up with the gods as soon as possible, he had to rely on exploding those old beings for more gold coins.


    While Luo En expressed a full dose of malice towards those relatives, he continued to become familiar with the latest, amazingly acquired ocean blessing.


    Although he aimed to become a God of Wine who brought joy and delight to life and broke through the bounds of fate and order, this did not prevent him from absorbing other divine powers as auxiliary.


    For instance, the original God of Wine possessed the water authority to turn water into wine, the Agriculture God''s authority to spur plant growth, the God of Stove''s authority for drink brewing, and the literary authority to compose and perform farce...


    So, there was no need to regard other divinities as a flood and beasts that would pollute his essence.


    On the contrary, as long as they brought practical benefits and interesting effects, he, the all-embracing jovial god, would welcome them all.


    But that being said, the skill combination of "The Blessing of the Sea" and "Infinite Martial Refinement" felt strangely familiar, didn''t it?


    Suddenly, Luo En lowered his head to look at the shimmering lake''s surface, at his own reflection walking on water, and at the branch he had casually picked up, the corners of his lips twitching involuntarily.


    Wasn''t this just a replica of a certain knight from the Celtic myths, surnamed Lan, who sat at the Round Table?


    Even the passive talent, "Friend of Women," he had learned by a factor of ten...


    So, what was next? Should he, like that knight of the lake, pledge allegiance to a king, then elope with the queen and truly graduate?


    Or, should this opportunity be left to that great Divine King, letting him taste being the butt of the joke?


    Wait, wouldn''t that mean he''d be seducing Hera, the queen of heaven?


    Tsk, getting the goddess who was originally fated to kill him to be almost dead because of him��if it could be done, that might indeed be a fun jest.


    Luo En mused to himself, amusing himself during the monotonous training, his whole being radiating irreverence towards the gods and mockery towards the inexorable.


    Ever since the night Hestia pulled him out onto the balcony to witness the myriad states of the mortal world, this foreigner from another time and space no longer advanced at the behest of "chance" or "inevitability"; he had fully integrated into this world, actively embarking on the path he chose for himself.


    After a session of serious practice, a relaxed Luo En leisurely sat on the riverbank on a pile of stones and pulled out a clay jar from his Magic Circle Diagram, preparing to digest another one of today''s gains.


    Upon opening the jar, a rich and familiar aroma of barley mixed with the refreshing scent of peppermint oil wafted into his nostrils.


    ����Hygieian Porridge.


    ����But it wasn''t from his witch mentor Circe; rather, it was an original boon personally concocted by the Agriculture Goddess Demeter.


    And this was what he got from rolling the Dice of Chance with that silver badge after he had tricked Hestia earlier this morning.


    Legend has it that while Demeter was searching everywhere for her daughter Persephone, she came to Eleusis one day in the guise of a begging old woman. The four daughters of King Celeus received her, asking where she came from.


    Demeter fabricated a set of lies, claiming she was a noblewoman kidnapped by pirates and had escaped their clutches when they were not paying attention. She pleaded with them to provide her with a job as a servant in domestic chores as a means of livelihood. As it happened, Queen Metanira had just given birth to a young son, Demophoon, and needed a nursemaid to look after him, so she was led into the King''s household.


    The heartbroken Demeter agreed to take on the task of looking after the little prince, whom she adored greatly, and decided to raise him as a god.


    For this purpose, the goddess who had descended to earth nourished the prince with a barley porridge she mixed with her own hands during the day, lovingly cradling him in her arms; at night, she placed the prince in the stove to bake, aiming to burn away the mortal part of him.


    But in the end, this secret ritual of metamorphosis into a god was disrupted by the queen, who entered by chance, and the goddess Demeter was forced to reveal her true form and leave, reluctantly.


    The people of Eleusis, upon learning the truth, regretted it deeply, but it was too late to turn back.


    All they could do was to follow the snippets of information left by Demeter and inherit the incomplete rituals, hoping to find in them a chance to transcend mortal flesh and transform into gods.


    Thus, the famous Eleusinian Mysteries in occult studies came into existence.


    The divine food, the Hygieian Porridge, was also passed down.


    But the effects of the human replicas, compared to the original version personally mixed by Demeter, were significantly lacking.


    Otherwise, there would have been records of people from Eleusis becoming gods a long time ago.


    Luo En reviewed the origins of the object in his hands in his mind as he brought the earthenware jar to his mouth and decisively tipped his head back to swallow this god-given sustenance.


    Although this food could not make one become a god in one go, without a doubt, according to past records, it could at least enhance the consumer''s constitution, vitality, divinity, and furthermore induce Immortality.


    So, drinking it was definitely beneficial!


    Moreover, under the affliction of that Enchantress teacher, he had drunk Hygieian Porridge, if not a thousand bowls, then eight hundred bowls, and was all too familiar with this concoction.


    Gulp~


    A series of swallowing movements later, Luo En drained the jar of Hygieian Porridge and let out a satisfied belch.


    Indeed, it was the familiar formula, the familiar taste!


    Now, it was time to digest.


    Following his dopey teacher''s past instructions, Luo En closed his eyes, letting his thoughts disperse, gradually emptying his mind and spirit, trying to absorb the divinity contained within the god-given food inside him.


    However, after a full two hours, he opened his eyes in frustration.


    The method didn''t seem quite right.


    After all this effort, he had digested and absorbed less than one percent.


    That shouldn''t be - where had he gone wrong?


    As doubt surged in his heart, Luo En furrowed his brow in thought for a moment, then a bold guess sprouted in his mind.


    Could it be that he hadn''t released himself fully enough?


    ��I never turned anyone into a beast, they were beasts to begin with.


    Remembering Circe''s chant, which seemed like a jest yet profound, Luo En finally made up his mind to fully let go of his spirit, and while continuously chanting in his mind, he deliberately underwent self-hypnosis,


    ��I am a leopard, a ferocious beast racing through the forest, with strong limbs and sharp claws...


    Gradually, a mist arose from within Luo En''s body, enveloping his figure.


    Then, amidst the sounds of bones stretching and soft rustling, a beast''s paw covered with black fur reached out from the mist, with remnants of torn cloth seeming to hang between the claws.


    "Roar!"


    With a low growl, a sleek black panther burst out of the surging mist, jumped to the lakeshore, and looked at its reflection in the water while sensing its rapidly digested Hygieian Porridge, a human-like expression of satisfaction on its face.


    That was the sensation!


    Demeter was an Agriculture Goddess who controlled the growth of all things and revered raw, primal wildness and nature.


    Therefore, reconciling one''s human side with their inherent animal nature and aligning with it was the key to fully absorbing the divinity of this divine nourishment.


    At that moment, with his hunch confirmed, Luo En put aside human vanity and completely immersed himself in the role, setting off on all fours like a true panther, running and hunting through the forest;


    Soon, he was no longer satisfied with his current form and transformed into a golden stag, leaping through the valley;


    Afterward, the evermore proficient Luo En successively turned into common animals such as a grey wolf, a yellow marten, and a fox, fully expressing his wildness, all to thoroughly absorb the inherent natural divinity of the Hygieian Porridge.


    Complete!


    At last, when the digestion was announced complete, Luo En''s body transformed into a snow-white rabbit, hopping towards the pond in front to wash off the dirt and defilement accumulated from running.


    "Splash~"


    "Smack~"


    However, the rabbit that was aiming for the pond hit against a soft yet resilient wall with a clear splashing sound.


    Meanwhile, before the little rabbit that almost got knocked out could regain its senses, a fair and slender hand with an irresistible force picked it up by its long ears and brought it in front of a moon-like elegant face with a wild beauty of the forest.


    "Hmm? Little fellow, did you want to bathe with me?"


    The crisp and melodious voice had curious eyes blinking, followed by a slight smile.


    "Alright, you have my permission!"


    Saying this, the mysterious girl with golden hair and silver eyes gently hugged the little rabbit that had accidentally entered her pond, then, like a mermaid, arched back into the water, creating a breathtaking scene under the sunset.


    At this moment, the little rabbit, nestled between two majestic mountains, curled up on the soft "land," kept its pose rigid and unmoving.

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    It''s over...


    The little rabbit squatting on the snowy [ground], or rather Luo En in his beastly form, felt immense regret as he sensed the overwhelming divine power imbued within the body beneath his feet.


    He knew that there was a goddess bathing beneath the surface of the lake, and he would never jump in no matter what.


    Although he was now a harmless little rabbit, once he digested the divinity of the Agriculture God from the Hygieian Porridge, and returned to his human form, the real trouble would begin.


    After all, aside from a few exceptions, the goddesses of Greece were synonymous with problems and danger.


    If his cover were blown, he might very well end up as dishes like spicy rabbit dices, shredded rabbit, spicy rabbit''s head, dry pot rabbit... and so on.


    "Why does it feel so dumb..."


    As the curious mutterings of the goddess reached his ears, Luo En, who was catastrophizing his dire future, hastily raised his rabbit head and blinked his red eyes innocently and bewilderedly up at the golden-haired, silver-eyed goddess.


    The goddess burst into giggles at the sight of the cute creature, cheerfully hugging the little rabbit to her chest.


    "Right, if you weren''t dumb, why would you jump into the water? Lucky for you, you''ve met me."


    At this moment, with the movement of limbs, two majestic peaks kept squeezing inwards.


    Caught in the middle, Luo En was far from experiencing any extreme pleasure, instead, he was enduring torment as alarm bells rang in his head, almost sounding like buzzers, and the twelve-sided die on the altar trembled with joy.


    Clearly, this goddess was a dangerous character.


    Both the instincts of his body and that twelve-sided die clearly told him that he was flirting with disaster on the edge of danger.


    Fortunately, his transformation was influenced by the original Hygieian Porridge from Demeter. Had it been the abridged version by the foolish teacher Circe, he might have perished on the spot.


    At this moment, Luo En, trapped in the deep cleavage and unable to escape, could only hope that the remaining divinity of the Agriculture God inside him was sturdy enough.


    And in order to delay as much as possible, to find a gap to escape the clutches, Luo En tried to stay as silent as he could, endeavoring to slow down the digestion and absorption of the Agriculture God''s divinity.


    Finally, after enduring an agonizing hour, the goddess in the lake finally finished her satisfying bath and walked naked toward the shore.


    Luo En, in his rabbit form, was also cradled in front of the goddess''s chest, becoming a natural fig leaf.


    Big sister, I really can''t hold on any longer...


    At this point, as the divine power of the Agriculture God inside him became increasingly weaker, and the deadly touches rolling and pressing all over his body intensified, Luo En couldn''t help but cry out in his heart.


    Thankfully, the place where the clothes were stored was not far from the water, and the goddess hadn''t walked far before she reached her destination, finally setting the rabbit, who had served as a modesty cover, free.


    As his four paws touched the solid ground once more, Luo En almost wanted to cry out with joy.


    I''m free!


    Taking advantage of the goddess getting dressed, Luo En didn''t hesitate to hop away on his short little legs, diving into the nearby thicket, trying to flee the scene as quickly as possible.


    But there was a rustling sound, and two golden-horned deer pulling a magnificent chariot sheathed in gold came sprinting down from the mountain.


    Lucky for Luo En, his quick reflexes saved him from a second collision.


    However, before that sense of relief could last a few seconds, a series of greedy and dangerous gazes converged on him.


    Luo En stiffly raised his rabbit head and was shocked to see a line of hounds descending the mountain following the chariot, their eyes gleaming as they excitedly stuck out their red tongues.


    "Woof, woof, woof!"


    The next moment, three droopy-eared dogs, two spotted dogs, one speckled dog, and seven incredibly fast Sparta dogs burst out of the bushes, racing straight for the snow-white rabbit on the leaves.


    Run!


    Almost instantaneously, Luo En cursed inwardly while frantically moving his short legs, dodging the pounces of the thirteen hunting dogs, trying to break out of their encirclement.


    Because the Nameless Goddess was behind him, Luo En, in his rabbit guise, didn''t dare to show too much prowess and had to use all of a common rabbit''s skills to escape danger.


    But the thirteen well-trained hounds before him were not only faster than ordinary livestock, but they also knew to work together, mounting a coordinated chase and cut-off against the scurrying little rabbit.


    Luo En''s several feints were continuously thwarted by the pack of hounds, and the space he had to manoeuvre was gradually compressed to an exposed clearing.


    "Woof, woof!"


    In the end, two eager mixed-breed dogs barked joyfully, lunging from left and right, trying to catch their prey first.


    Just then, a crisp whistle sounded, and the thirteen hounds, heeding the call, retreated like a tide, gathering around the imposing, huntress goddess in front of them, excitedly whimpering and wagging their tails.


    "You think you can escape from my hands that easily."


    With a teasing, melodious tone, a hanging slender hand picked up the rabbit by its long ears, recapturing it and cradling it in one arm.


    Then, she leapt onto the chariot pulled by the two golden-horned does, grabbed the golden reins in her other hand, and gave them a light flick.


    Instantly, the commanded golden-horned does snorted, stretched their legs, gathering wind beneath their hooves, and pulling the lavish chariot, they dashed towards Knossos City like a whirlwind.

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    Along the way, the cold wind howled, and Luo En, who was tucked into the arms of the goddess in hunting garb, huddled without daring to move, fearing he might be discovered by the last of the three great virgin goddesses.


    That''s right...


    Through clear or implied clues, the identity of the goddess in hunting attire was actually about to be revealed.


    �� One of the Twelve Olympians of Olympus, Artemis.


    That is, the Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt in Ancient Greek mythology, known as the "Mistress of Animals and the Sovereign of the Wilderness," she is also the daughter of Zeus, the Divine King, and Leto, the goddess of childcare, and the twin sister of Apollo, the god of light and prophecy.


    Thus, Luo En''s blood really boiled at just the wrong moment.


    And after learning the true identity of the goddess in hunting attire, Luo En, sandwiched between two great mountains of pressure, dared not move even more.


    Because, once his human identity was discovered by this virgin goddess who vowed to maintain her chastity, and he was proven to have committed the crimes of peeping and sacrilege, whether passive or active, he was sure to get no good out of it.


    If he remembered correctly, a certain future little cousin of his had already set off this trap for him.


    The legend speaks of Autonoe, another daughter of Cadmus, the princess of Thebes, and her demigod hero, Aristaeus, who had a son called "Actaeon."


    Because his father loved hunting, Actaeon was also fond of the sport from a young age and went on to learn hunting tricks from the wise centaur Chiron. Upon his return to his homeland, he became even more enthusiastic about it.


    One day, while hunting in the forests of Mount Cyllene, he accidentally wandered into the sacred land of Artemis in the Gargaphie Valley, coming across the Goddess of the Hunt bathing in a pool.


    Perhaps feeling bold, Actaeon did not immediately flee, but was captivated by Artemis''s beauty and figure, staring fixedly at the goddess, who had become exposed.


    Instantly, an annoyed Artemis, using a handful of lake water, cast a spell, turning Actaeon into a deer.


    Realizing that disaster loomed, the panicking young hunter tried to escape in confusion, only to be torn to pieces by his own hounds that he had brought into the mountains, who mistook him for prey. He met his doom.


    With such a classic example, Luo En would have to be out of his mind to take on human form in front of this Goddess of the Hunt.


    But at this moment, even if he did not want to, the remaining divine power of the Agriculture God within him could only last for a mere quarter of an hour at best.


    Fast, fast!


    Perhaps Luo En''s prayers worked, as the golden chariot he was on swiftly came to a halt outside Knossos City.


    Artemis released the reins, leaped down from the chariot, and waved her hand casually backward,


    Immediately, two golden-horned hinds and thirteen dogs of various colors, upon the command of their mistress, obediently turned around and slipped back into the dense woods, waiting for the next summoning.


    The goddess, appearing as an ordinary huntress, stroked the small rabbit in her arms with its soft and smooth fur and walked towards a house in Knossos City under the cover of night, with a clear destination in mind.


    The closer he got to his destination, the more fiercely Luo En''s heart pounded.


    Because he was all too familiar with this place, it was Hestia''s residence.


    The thought of running out of divine power inside and transforming back into his human form right there in Artemis''s arms, amid the possible crowd of onlookers, made him shiver uncontrollably.


    That picture was too beautiful.


    There was a brief knock at the door; Luo En''s time to maintain his animal form was running out.


    As the door opened, Artemis, taken aback, paused for a moment in surprise at the sight of the silver-haired, purple-eyed goddess before her.


    "You''re here too?"


    Opportunity!


    Sensing a loosening in the arms around him, the small rabbit on the brink of transformation bolted from Artemis''s embrace, swiftly squeezed through the doorway, and with all the strength in its small, short legs, zoomed into the backyard, disappearing among the lush nursery beds.


    The sudden turn of events left a look of astonishment on Artemis''s face.


    It was the first time prey had escaped from the palm of her hand.


    Especially in front of this woman...


    "It seems the Goddess of the Hunt can also have an off day..."


    Athena, standing near the door with her arms folded, suppressed a smile.


    Artemis glanced at the Goddess of Wisdom blocking the door and gave a light snort,


    "I think it''s clear that something dirty here frightened my little one, causing it to react so violently..."


    The two goddesses locked eyes, their deep gazes clashing silently in the air, almost sparking a fire.


    After a brief standoff, neither side victorious, both subtly conveyed their slight disdain for the other.


    "Tsk!"


    "Hmph!"


    The nearly synchronized reactions of the two virgin goddesses had an oddly harmonious rhythm amidst their subtle rivalry.


    In fact, although both were virgin goddesses, unlike the pacifistic Hestia,


    the other two goddesses, being of the same generation and of similar strengths, both favored by the Chief God Zeus, were inevitably compared to one another.


    Over time, the two competitive goddesses, while maintaining a close and cordial relationship in public, naturally harbored thoughts of outdoing each other in private.


    Athena, observing Artemis in her hunting attire, let her gaze sweep over the expanse of white skin and finally landed on the shamefully ample contours at her chest, inadvertently furrowing her brows.


    Sensing the other''s gaze, the Goddess of the Hunt stepped forward, standing nearly face to face with Athena, further highlighting the nutritional difference between them, and reminded her with a smile,

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    "I''m here to find Aunt Hestia, where is she?"


    "I don''t know, I''ve just arrived myself,"


    Athena glanced back and responded indifferently.


    Having just returned from Mount Olympus, she had hoped for a warm meal to reward herself, but upon entering the house, she found it empty, with no clue as to where everyone had gone.


    Yet before she could investigate further, an uninvited guest had arrived.


    Not here?


    The two goddesses frowned slightly and subconsciously prepared to close their eyes and spread their divine will.


    "Do we have a visitor?"


    At that moment, a surprised voice echoed into the front hall, as a handsome young man with a smile plastered on his face strode in from the backyard.


    He seemed to have just taken a bath, his wet, silver hair tied at the back of his head.


    Hearing that familiar voice, Athena turned first, her brows slightly furrowed.


    "Where have you been?"


    "Ahem, there was a little accident in the cellar in the backyard, I was cleaning up,"


    Luo En quickly explained with a smile plastered all over his face, then immediately changed the subject, looking surprised at the guest outside the door.


    "You are..."


    "Don''t move!"


    However, before he could inquire about the identity of the newcomer, the huntress goddess at the door, her gaze sharp as an arrow, sternly commanded in a low tone, moved briskly inside the door, and headed straight for Luo En.


    In an instant, the friendly smile on Luo En''s face froze, and his heart pounded furiously.


    This is bad!


    Under the frantic warning of imminent danger, he reflexively twisted his waist.


    "Ahaha, what a cute dog, come here, let me hold you."


    In the nick of time, the Goddess of the Hunt bypassed Luo En, reached the staircase, and intercepted the Golden Hound as it dashed towards its original owner, cheerfully stroking its soft head.


    "Woof..."


    The Golden Hound, now in the goddess''s clutches, sensing her overwhelming divine will, lay helplessly on the ground not daring to resist, whimpering pitifully, looking imploringly at its owner for help.


    That gave me such a scare!


    At that moment, with his blood pressure soaring, Luo En realized it was a false alarm. Watching the Goddess of the Hunt merrily petting the dog and ignoring the whines of the Golden Hound, he imperceptibly retracted the step he had taken toward Athena.


    There was no choice, if the truth were to come out, he would have to use his beloved sister as a shield.


    After all, only the Goddess of Wisdom on the scene could stop Artemis in her rage.


    However, before Luo En could catch his breath, a satisfied Artemis reluctantly let go of the Golden Hound on the ground to run to its owner and gave Luo En an apologetic smile, speaking softly.


    "Sorry, this little one was just too adorable, I couldn''t resist."


    "No problem, as long as you''re happy,"


    At that moment, Luo En forced a smile on his face, wanting to keep his distance from the Goddess of the Hunt.


    "Call me Cynthia... just Cynthia,"


    However, the Goddess of the Hunt, seemingly to express her regret for her behavior, unexpectedly introduced her pseudonym and reached out her hand.


    "Pleased to meet you, very pleased."


    Luo En maintained a fac?ade of calm, answered simply, and cautiously grasped the goddess''s fingertips, accepting this gesture of goodwill before again stepping forward, seeking the safety offered by Athena''s presence.


    But just as one wave subsided, another arose.


    "Wait, what''s that smell on you?"


    Before Luo En could step away, Artemis sniffed the air curiously and moved in closer.


    "It smells so good..."


    "It''s wine, I accidentally got some on me while cleaning the cellar, and I didn''t expect the smell to linger after bathing."


    Guilty conscious, Luo En hastily brought out the evidence he had prepared in advance.


    Wine?


    The two goddesses, upon hearing this new word, were slightly taken aback.


    "Ah, my backside, it hurts a little..."


    Just then, a muffled muttering came from the backyard, and a certain Goddess of the Hearth, who had emerged from the cellar, groped her way into the front hall.


    Seeing Hestia appear before them, Artemis and Athena showed a hint of surprise in their eyes.


    "Auntie? So you were here?"


    "Ah? Artemis? And Athena? What brings you here?"


    As Hestia looked up and saw the two grand-nieces gathered, she blurted out Artemis''s true name, true to her habit of blowing her own cover.


    Caught in the act, the Goddess of the Hunt couldn''t help feeling embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.


    "Auntie, what''s happened to you?"


    "Oh, don''t even mention it, I drank a bit too much by accident, ended up sleeping in the cellar for most of the day, and when I woke up, I was in pain all over, especially my backside."


    As Hestia muttered, she rubbed what seemed to be her slightly plumper buttocks, waving her hands listlessly, as if she were a severely ill patient.


    "I can''t, I can''t, my throat is burning up, let me drink some water and have a seat."


    "I''ve always told you to drink less, but you just wouldn''t listen..."


    With the sturdiest wind-break finally reaching the battlefield, Luo En took the opportunity to speak up, promptly helping Hestia to a chair and considerately pouring her some warm tea to sober up.


    "Wine? A new drink? The one that''s been really popular in Knossos City lately? Interesting..."


    "To think it''s something that can even get deities drunk, it looks like I must try it today."


    As that new term kept coming up, Athena and Artemis grew more interested.


    "It wasn''t me, it was Luo En who made it, you''ll have to ask him if you want to try it."


    Hestia did not take credit but pointed directly to the original inventor for her two nieces, smacking her lips, briefly savoring the aftertaste, and then commenting with apparent relish.


    "Although there are some aftereffects from drinking too much, the taste is indeed good, and the experience of being drunk is quite interesting."


    Hearing this direct endorsement from the Goddess of the Hearth, Athena and Artemis became even more eager to try it, their gazes coincidentally focusing on a certain spot.


    "Just in time, there are a few jars left in the cellar, please wait a moment, I''ll go get them, and prepare some snacks to go with the wine, to give you all a proper welcome."


    Luo En immediately nodded in understanding, adeptly exited the scene to prepare the drinks and dishes for his guests.


    As he left the front hall and re-entered the cellar, the smile that had been ever-present on his face finally contorted, bursting with relief at having dodged a bullet.


    Phew, that was close!


    He had finally dodged this lethal crisis.


    After calming down a bit, Luo En looked at the seven remaining jars of fruit wine in the cellar and thought of the three virgin goddesses in the front hall, his gaze flickering with intrigue.


    I mean, when the opportunity is so rare, should I get them all drunk?

 Chapter 119 93 What are you going to do, you beast?

    Knossos City, the residence of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Three virgin goddesses were seated together in the living room, tasting fruit pastries before their meal while waiting for the sumptuous food to be served.


    And, to pass the time, they naturally started discussing several major events that had recently transpired on Mount Olympus.


    First, due to lax control, Sea Beasts from the Sea of Okeanos had proliferated and attacked the surrounding human cities. Poseidon, as the god of the ocean, was summoned by the Divine King Zeus to Olympus and severely reprimanded.


    To compensate for the losses of the human city-states and to showcase the deities'' benevolence, Zeus required Poseidon to grant the afflicted human cities three years of abundant fish and precious minerals and seafood from the Sea of Okeanos.


    Among them, the compensation awarded to Crete Island, which had suffered the most, was undoubtedly the most generous.


    However, Athena, as the guardian goddess of the Minosians, had a significant issue with this seemingly lenient punishment and proposed more substantive demands, such as demarcating safe zones and asking the Sea Beasts to retreat from the coast for a distance of thirty miles.


    Of course, Poseidon was also dissatisfied with the verdict proclaimed by Zeus and stubbornly demanded a thorough investigation to find the culprit behind the attacks on his Atlantean Guard and for the humans to account for the immense losses suffered by his divine-blooded kindred in recent years.


    Thus, both parties continued to argue ceaselessly over who was responsible and who had instigated the conflict first, repeatedly clashing for months.


    Hestia, who was listening attentively, couldn''t help but ask curiously.


    "And then?"


    "That''s it," Athena replied indifferently, calmly sipping her honey water.


    "That''s it?" Hestia, eagerly awaiting the rest of the story, raised her voice in surprise.


    Wasn''t it said that Zeus was going to uphold justice?


    Seeming to see the confusion of her aunt, Artemis spread her hands and spoke wearily.


    "Because the Father God recently descended to the mortal realm, an incident occurred, and he''s currently quarreling with the Queen of Heaven to no end."


    "..."


    Hearing such an unexpected but reasonable outcome, Hestia was speechless. She then couldn''t contain her curiosity about the whole business and covertly inquired about what had happened.


    It turned out not to be terribly complex.


    Not long ago, Zeus, who habitually descended to the mortal realm to seduce women, fancied a nymph named "Aegina" and, transforming into a mighty eagle, abducted her.


    But Aegina''s father, the river god Asopus, possessed a strong paternal love, rare in the Age of Greek Gods.


    Having fathered nine daughters and taking pride and joy in having so many innocent and adorable daughters, he was especially affectionate towards them.


    However, fate always seemed to torment this river god who didn''t quite fit in with the rest of the Greek divine age.


    One by one, his daughters mysteriously disappeared, which brought him great sorrow.


    For this reason, the old river god had searched many places, asking passersby and deities about their whereabouts, to no avail.


    After eight daughters had disappeared without a trace, leaving only his youngest daughter Aegina, the old river god, in extreme agony, took great care in guarding her, not wanting to lose his last beloved daughter as well.


    But no matter how watchful he was, he still didn''t stop the descending Divine King,


    When the river god was resting, Zeus transformed into a mighty eagle and swiftly stole the nymph Aegina.


    However, the old river god, having already lost everything, did not collapse upon hearing the terrible news. Instead, he tenaciously followed the traces of his daughter, blatantly ignoring the oracles sent by Zeus, trailing the changing form of the Divine King with the intent to reclaim his daughter.


    In the end, Zeus, with his passion inflamed and unwilling to give up such a beautiful maiden, hurled down his lightning, striking one of the river god''s legs. While the river god collapsed, Zeus took the nymph Aegina to a solitary island, consummated the union with her, and fathered a divine son named "Aeacus."


    This deed Zeus thought to be perfectly executed, yet it was witnessed in its entirety by King Sisyphus of Corinth.


    Then afterward, somehow, the event reached Mount Olympus and found its way to the ears of Hera.


    Thus, the enraged Queen of Heaven naturally caught her constantly unfaithful husband and vented furiously.


    With such an unexpected situation, Zeus, embroiled in a heap of troubles, had neither the inclination nor the time to handle the dispute between Athena and Poseidon. He was currently avoiding his wife, who was roaming the world looking to reprimand him.


    Despite narrating in a calm tone, the Goddess of the Hunt seemed to betray a sense of schadenfreude.


    Hestia, after hearing the story, began to feel sorry for the wronged old river god and couldn''t help but express a word of fairness.


    "Zeus, he''s really getting too out of hand."


    "Hasn''t the Father God always been like this?"


    Athena twirled the cup in her hand and asked faintly in return.


    For a moment, Hestia had no response and could only sigh in resignation, as the compassion and indignation in her eyes dimmed helplessly.


    Right or wrong, there were things in Olympus she truly couldn''t control.


    Moreover, if she desired to continue living in peace, she shouldn''t control them, either.


    ����These were the words Athena had repeatedly warned her.


    Since she was powerless to do anything, Hestia could only try not to think about these troubling matters, lifting her head to change the subject.


    "So, the matter with Crete Island still doesn''t have a real resolution even now?"


    "Still negotiating..."


    Athena replied calmly, her expression as serene as ever.


    Her initial intention was not to covet Atlantis''s local specialties, but rather to blow things out of proportion, muddy the waters, and pressure Poseidon into a situation where he couldn''t openly lay hands on Crete Island under everyone''s scrutiny.


    The fiercer and longer the dispute, the safer Crete Island became.


    And indeed, the situation was evolving just as the Goddess of Wisdom had predicted.


    Therefore, she didn''t mind wasting some breath to verbally spar with Poseidon for a few more days.


    What she feared was that her uncle wouldn''t be willing to let matters rest so easily...


    Thinking of that colossal water-blue arm descending from the sky, Athena felt a twinge of irritation in her heart.


    Seeing her wise and famous grandniece seemingly having her own clear ideas, the self-aware Hestia wisely refrained from asking further, turning her attention instead to another niece.


    "What about you, Artemis? What brings you to me all of a sudden?"


    Artemis smiled slightly and softly disclosed her purpose.


    "Isn''t the annual festival of the gods coming up soon? Father God asked me to inquire whether you''d like to return to Olympus this time."


    "Not going!"


    Hestia chose to refuse without hesitation, vaguely guessing another reason why the Divine King brother had specially sent Artemis to invite her back.


    Besides the official festival of the gods, he probably also wanted her to help persuade Hera.


    After all, Zeus would undoubtedly be aware of her true attitude toward the superficially cordial gatherings of the Divine King''s family by now.


    And the invites in the past were never so formal.


    Unknowingly, the Goddess of the Hearth had guessed several of her Divine King brother''s thoughts quite accurately.


    Clearly, after repeated influences and constant indoctrination from a certain someone, Hestia developed a significant wariness and distance from her seemingly equitable Divine King brother, even if she was not one to think too deeply.


    Upon hearing Hestia''s usual response, Artemis wasn''t surprised, but rather chuckled and affectionately wrapped another of her aunt''s arms, showing a mix of fondness and hope.


    "Then how about spending this year with me in Arcadia? Staying in one place for too long will become tiresome."


    Ah, so she''s here to poach...


    Athena, who had put down her cup, scoffed silently, casting a faintly disapproving glance at the ulterior-motived Artemis, then offered Hestia a warm smile.


    "Aunt, it''s okay here, don''t worry, you can go wherever you like."


    However, faced with Athena''s generous persuasion, Hestia decisively shook her head, conveying an apologetic look towards Artemis.


    "No thanks, I''ve gotten used to it here and don''t feel like moving."


    Though both were her nieces and fellow virgin goddesses, their circumstances were starkly different.


    Artemis still had the protection of her mother Leto and the care of her brother Apollo.


    Athena? She had nothing.


    Even the favoritism from Zeus seemed to have an ulterior motive.


    Therefore, compared to Artemis, Hestia undeniably felt more sympathy for Athena.


    Seeing Hestia so resolute, Artemis couldn''t help but feel a tinge of disappointment.


    "Alright then, I''ll come to see you often."


    "Sure, you''re always welcome! I won''t lie to you, ever since that kid moved in, the quality of food at my place has gone up more than a notch!"


    Hestia was naturally overjoyed to agree to her niece''s gesture of closeness, taking the opportunity to brag about her personal chef.


    However, before the Goddess of the Hearth could praise further, a noisy commotion rose from the backyard, prompting Artemis to glance in that direction, her expression subtly changing as she swiftly stood up.


    "Stop! What are you doing?!"


    "Doing, cooking..."


    At that moment, Luo En, who was squatting in the backyard processing ingredients, pulled out two floundering rabbits from the vegetable garden, turned his head to look at the startled Goddess of the Hunt, and expressed his bewilderment and confusion.

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    Seeing something seemed amiss in the atmosphere, Hestia couldn''t help but stand up to ask what was going on.


    "What happened?"


    Realizing her reaction was a bit excessive, Artemis cleared her throat slightly and asked the two casually.


    "You, want to eat rabbit?"


    "Yes, rabbit meat is both nourishing and firm, and tastes quite good."


    Luo En, the chef, nodded subconsciously and began to explain.


    "I wasn''t sure what to make, but then I saw a rabbit had gotten into the vegetable garden and was nibbling on the sprouts, so I thought why not catch it and make some rabbit dishes for you all to try.


    But considering the number of people dining tonight, it seemed like there wouldn''t be enough, so I went to the market outside and bought a cage, ready to deal with it..."


    No sooner had he finished than Hestia, realizing what happened belatedly, threw herself at the chewed-up sprouts in the field, wailing in anguish.


    "Damn it, my vegetable garden, who? Who let the rabbit in?"


    Suddenly, the Goddess of the Hunt stood up somewhat awkwardly.


    "Cough, auntie, it was me. I caught one while hunting on the way, but accidentally let it escape when I entered. I was too caught up in chatting and forgot about it..."


    "Right, it must be the one that ran into the backyard."


    Athena chimed in from the side, seeming to clarify but also confirming Artemis''s blunder.


    The Goddess of the Hunt rolled her eyes at the Goddess of Wisdom, who was outwardly helping but secretly kicking her when down, and hesitantly spoke up.


    "Auntie, I really like that little guy, how about we let it go? I''ll compensate you for the loss."


    "So that''s how it is, never mind then..."


    Seeing her niece owning up to the mistake, Hestia couldn''t be bothered to pursue it further and waved at the royal chef, ready to take drastic measures in the backyard.


    "Luo En, where''s that little rascal? Give it back to her."


    "Uh, I forgot to close the door earlier, and when I opened the cage I wasn''t paying attention, so they all accidentally ran out. I can''t tell which one it was, maybe Goddess Artemis herself should come and see?"


    Luo En pointed to the half-open cage on the ground, and to the several snowy white culprits fleeing around, looking troubled.


    Artemis, realizing the gravity of the situation, now just wanted to end the farce as quickly as possible.


    However, looking around, she couldn''t help but shake her head in disappointment.


    "Strange, none of them seem to be the one..."


    "Maybe a few escaped in the confusion..."


    Luo En, rather helplessly, looked at the Goddess of the Hunt, biting back his words.


    Clearly, the recent capture attempt was interrupted by Artemis, who happened to hear the commotion, providing the perfect opportunity for these little creatures.


    Luckily, Artemis turned out to be reasonable, merely shaking her head in regret, not making it difficult for the innocent chef caught up in the matter.


    "That''s okay then, let''s forget it."


    Luo En, also sympathizing with the mood of the Goddess of the Hunt, took the initiative to speak, granting amnesty to all the fugitive culprits.


    "Rabbit takes a bit of time to cook, how about we switch to another dish?"


    "That would be good..."


    Hearing such considerate words from the chef, Artemis could not help but nod in agreement, and even the way she looked at him thereafter seemed to carry traces of good will.


    As the ripples of this minor episode died down, Luo En immediately took the rabbits that had narrowly escaped doom outside to set them free, subsequently purchasing some beef and mutton from the market, called out, and went back to the kitchen to prepare anew.


    "You ladies take a seat; the food will be ready in a moment."


    The three Goddesses had no suspicions, continuing their return to the living room to chat about domestic matters while waiting for the feast to begin.


    As laughter and joyous voices of the Goddesses once again filled the inner room, the head chef in the kitchen, while cutting the beef and mutton, couldn''t help but marvel at his own cleverness.


    The best way to hide a drop of water is to put it into the ocean.


    Similarly, the best way to make a rabbit disappear as reasonably as possible is to get a bunch of rabbits for cover.


    Now that so many rabbits had been released, directly or indirectly, even if Artemis were later to suspect something, she would hardly be able to trace it to him.


    Moreover, with the damaged vegetable garden incident, it wouldn''t be proper for Artemis to inquire too much about the whereabouts of the fugitive in front of Hestia, the victim.


    After all, a mere prey was nothing unusual for the Goddess of the Hunt.


    This marks the end of the matter, which will most likely blow over.


    Thus, not only had he resolved the crisis brought about by the rabbits, but he had also managed to curry favor with the Goddess of the Hunt.


    Perfect!


    After replaying the events and confirming there were no mistakes, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, picked up the exquisite dishes that were ready on the stove, and took out the wine he had brewed from the cellar, ready to properly entertain the three maiden Goddesses who had gathered.


    "Come, drink up! Don''t be shy!"


    With the drinks served and the food plated, Hestia immediately poured a Great Cup full of wine for herself and her two nieces, warmly extending an invitation.


    The fragrance of fruitwood and petals filled their nostrils, stirring interest in the two Goddesses who picked up their cups, copied Hestia''s gesture, and downed them in one gulp.


    Instantly, a subtle tartness spread through their mouths, followed by a pleasant aftertaste, the rich aroma of fruit mixed with hints of flowers and vanilla, the taste complex and layered.


    In a daze, they seemed to be standing in a meadow surrounded by flowers everywhere, clusters of ripe grapes and pomegranates full on the branches, emitting a fragrant scent that refreshed the heart and soul.


    Moments later, Athena and Artemis opened their eyes one after another and looked at the jug of wine on the table. As if by agreement, they licked their lips and refilled their cups.


    Clearly, they had been conquered by this drink called "wine."


    "I told you it''s good, come on, drink, keep drinking!"


    Seeing her nieces also taking a liking to the thing she recommended, the proud Goddess of the Hearth kept praising the founder Luo En''s ingenious idea while heating up the atmosphere at the table and frequently topping up their drinks.


    Soon, after each had consumed a jug of wine, the three goddesses were slightly tipsy, and a seductive blush appeared on their fair cheeks one after another; their gazes were hazy, and they felt somewhat lightheaded,


    "Wine''s here!"


    Accompanied by a cheerful call, Luo En, who was in charge of entertaining the three goddesses, diligently removed the empty jugs and brought up the remaining four jugs of wine from the cellar to the table all at once.


    However, Athena waved her hand and pushed the jug in front of her slightly away, regret flickering in her eyes.


    "No more, although the flavor and the physical sensation are novel, if I keep drinking, I''ll lose control of my body. I don''t like that state of sensory disorientation."


    Similarly, Artemis across from her also put down her cup and nodded in agreement.


    "Indeed, drink too much, and the hands will tremble, which will affect the accuracy of archery. Let''s stop for today."


    Seeing the two virgin goddesses so restrained, Luo En, who had harbored a bit of mischief, couldn''t help but feel a bit disappointed.


    But after a little thought, he let it go.


    As virgin goddesses, if Athena and Artemis didn''t have some wariness and self-preservation, they likely wouldn''t have had the chance to remain chaste.


    "Ah? You''re not drinking? Then good, I''ll take it all~!"


    While Luo En was ruefully reflecting, Hestia, hearing her nieces'' refusal, her eyes lit up, and she couldn''t wait to bring the remaining four jugs of wine in front of her. Then she broke the seals and indulged in another intense round of drinking, thoroughly enjoying that fantastical, intoxicating feeling.


    "Bang!"


    A quarter of an hour later, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had proactively guzzled five jugs of grape wine, was sprawled on the table, fast asleep, her face bearing a sweet, intoxicated smile.


    At this moment, Luo En, who had been busy preparing and waiting to see the drunken behavior of the three goddesses, looked at the only one who had taken the bait and couldn''t help but darken his face.


    You again, for the second time!


    Not learned your lesson, have you? Seems I didn''t hit you hard enough last time!


    However, the itch in his hand ultimately didn''t fall upon Hestia''s bottom.


    Athena and Artemis, the two reliable nieces, one on each side, supported their aunt and helped her upstairs.


    Watching the three virgin goddesses walking side by side, Luo En could only honestly clean up the dishes and cutlery and set aside the thought of giving Hestia a "make-up lesson" for the time being.


    They slept undisturbed through the night, with nothing amiss.


    With the arrival of morning, Luo En also sat up from bed, ready to go downstairs and prepare breakfast.


    "Woof!"


    But before he could even open the door, the Golden Hound in the hallway bolted into his arms with a low whine, its dog face full of anthropomorphic terror, as if fleeing from some ferocious beast or flood.


    Outside the door, the Goddess of the Hunt with golden hair and silver eyes discreetly withdrew her hand, maintaining her composure with a smile, acting as if nothing had happened.


    "So early?"


    "Yes, I woke up just in time to make some breakfast to welcome our guests."


    Luo En, while stroking the trembling head of the Golden Hound, revealed a reserved smile.


    Artemis glanced at the door behind her and smilingly suggested,


    "Auntie might sleep until noon. Why don''t you come for a walk with me first?"


    Immediately after, the goddess''s gaze shifted downward to the Golden Hound in Luo En''s arms, her eyes sparking with fervor.


    "Since you have a good dog, why don''t we go to the nearby mountains and see who is better at hunting?"


    "What''s there to compare with him? Why don''t you try with me?"


    Before Luo En could speak, Athena walked out from another bedroom, casting a cold smile at the clearly ulterior-motivated Goddess of the Hunt.


    Seeing her well-planned activity being interrupted, Artemis frowned slightly in displeasure.


    But then, as if she had thought of something, a smile reappeared on her face.


    "Great, it''s rare to have a chance to hunt together. Let''s see who catches more prey today, and by the way, let''s have him be our referee and guide."


    "No problem!"


    Athena nodded in agreement and, following Artemis''s gaze, cast a meaningful glance at someone behind her.


    And the Goddess of the Hunt opposite her, also shared a warm look, not only showing full friendliness and admiration but even taking the initiative to grab the man''s arm, displaying her full enthusiasm.


    "Come ride with me in my chariot, it''s faster that way."


    Athena, a beat behind, narrowed her eyes slightly, her tightly closed lips letting out a faint grinding noise.


    And so, Luo En, who was put on the spot to become the goddesses'' arbiter, thought of a future colleague named "Paris" and an even more famous Golden Apple, and couldn''t help but feel his scalp go numb.


    This sort of thing, isn''t likely to be a good task, is it?

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    Crete mountain range.


    The reins tightened, and the two long-horned deer galloping beneath came to a halt.


    Feathers drifted down as a group of owls transformed into human form.


    "Speak����"


    "����how shall we compete?"


    Each Goddess holding a weapon, one a spear and the other a bow, they gazed at each other from a distance, taking turns to ask with a smile. Their eyes, almost striking lightning and sparks in the air, focused toward the center.


    And at this moment, the newly appointed judge caught between them couldn''t help but sweat profusely, feeling like a small boat swaying left and right between two giant waves.


    Seeing how they were experienced in this routine, he now understood that these two seemingly amiable maiden Goddesses probably accepted no superiority from the other, and had engaged in many a visible and invisible contest before.


    As the tension between the two Goddesses grew thicker, steadily approaching him.


    Fearing a fight might break out and he would become the unfortunate collateral damage, Luo En had no choice but to stiffen his neck, raise his right hand, and take on the reluctant role of the Judge, carefully beginning to inquire.


    "How about this, since it is a hunt, shall we see who captures the most prey?"


    "That''s acceptable," Athena nodded with calm acknowledgement.


    "No problem!" Artemis declared with confidence.


    Having obtained the Goddesses'' approval, Luo En gradually mustered more courage, cleared his throat with a light cough, and pondered solemnly.


    "However, due to the variations in the types and numbers of game during hunting, a precise comparison is difficult. Therefore, the final result will be based on the total weight of the prey captured. Whoever''s total haul is heaviest will be the victor!"


    The two Goddesses, who were "looking affectionately" at each other across the clearing, were slightly startled upon hearing the additional condition, and both turned their gazes toward the judge as he read further rules.


    Judging by weight?


    Interesting...


    Artemis raised her eyebrows in mildly unexpected interest.


    Meanwhile, Athena seemed contemplative, glancing playfully at the Spear of Victory in her hand.


    Seeing that the Goddesses had no objections to the new competition rules, Luo En could not help but exhale with relief.


    All the way from Knossos City to the Crete mountains, he had been pondering how to break through this unfavorable situation.


    After much careful consideration, the newly appointed divine judge reached a final conclusion.


    ����Fairness, fairness, still TM fairness!


    Firstly, this was not like the matter of the Golden Apple, which involved a dangerous subjective question like "which of the three Goddesses is the fairest?"


    The outcome of a hunting contest is more objective, clear cut �C it works or it doesn''t, with victory or defeat almost self-evident.


    As long as he maintains justice and neither contestant can find fault, and if the Goddesses have any integrity, he should be able to pass through smoothly.


    Yet before that, he needed to establish relatively fair game rules.


    Having confirmed his overall plan once more, Luo En took a deep breath and announced the details solemnly.


    "During the hunt, please heed the following:


    Firstly, territory-wise, let the highest point of the Crete mountain be the boundary, one to the south and the other to the north. Prey captured beyond this range will be deemed invalid, and the hunting grounds will be decided by drawing lots.


    Secondly, time-wise, at sunset, the competition will officially end. Both parties must stop all hunting activities, and I will be responsible for weighing all the prey and announcing the final outcome.


    Thirdly, this competition is about skill, divine power is prohibited. Any game obtained through divine power will not be included for evaluation..."


    As rule after rule was announced, the Goddesses listened and nodded slightly.


    Though elaborate, these rules undoubtedly made the game fairer and more just, with virtually no loopholes to exploit.


    If the contest proceeded according to the rules, whether it was the judge himself, a farmer, or even Zeus in person adjudicating, the outcome would be the same.


    When everything was ready, Luo En, still feeling insecure, added a precautionary statement.


    "Those are the main rules. Do either of you have any objections before the competition begins?"


    "None."


    "It''s fair."


    Artemis and Athena nodded consecutively, unanimously approving the procedure.


    However, seeing the cold gleam of tasselled war spears and golden bows and arrows in the hands of the Goddesses, Luo En still couldn''t help but twitch, cautiously suggesting.


    "I think, for fairness'' sake, the one who sets the rules and the one who judges should be separate. Therefore, I recommend King Minos, known for his reputation for impartiality and strict enforcement of the law..."


    Although pushing the old man to take the brunt and alleviate his own pressure was somewhat unkind,


    he had made merits for Crete, he had shed blood for the Minosians!


    Even as a reciprocal gesture, the elder should come forward to help.


    But just as Luo En was internally justifying his dishonorable act of throwing his teammate under the bus, both Goddesses shook their heads in unison.


    "No need����"


    "����you''ll do just fine."


    Seeing that he couldn''t avoid the task at hand, Luo En grudgingly accepted his fate and pulled out two prepared wooden sticks for the Goddesses to draw at random.


    As a result, Athena headed south and Artemis north.


    Each Goddess, one with a spear and the other with a bow, stood at their respective starting points, poised to begin.


    Sensing the subtly escalating tension between the two, Luo En swallowed hard and reminded them in a low voice.


    "Ladies, remember, friendship first, competition second..."


    However, this advice was met with the Goddesses'' profound gazes.


    Knowing that the situation was no longer within his control, Luo En resigned himself to fulfilling the duties of a judge, tossing a piece of Zeus''s Gold gently into the air.

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    "Ding-dang~!"


    And with the crisp sound of gold coins falling to the ground, the two goddesses'' auras became stern, and like arrows released from their bows, they dashed toward their respective hunting grounds.


    Watching the two figures disappearing into the distance, galloping through the dense forest, streams, and valleys, and cleanly striking down prey, big and small, Luo En shook his head, sat at the starting point of Mount Crete, patted the head of the Golden Hound beside him, and murmured with a wealth of emotion,


    "Ah, women..."


    During the wait time for the judge, as seconds and minutes passed, the competition between the two goddesses grew increasingly fierce.


    One was a combat genius, the other the sovereign of the forests, even without using divine power, they could easily rampage through the entire Crete mountains with their formidable physical prowess.


    And with the arrival of these two fierce stars, the beasts and Magic Beasts of the Crete Mountains were utterly misfortunate, systematically getting cleaned out.


    The bigger the size, the more their focused care.


    After all, the result of the competition was measured not by quantity, but by weight.


    So, sister Athena, you must understand my earnest intentions...


    At this moment, Luo En, watching from afar atop a mountain, looked at Athena, who was on a killing spree, and silently thought to himself,


    Even though he needed to present an image of being a fair and impartial judge, he was clear about which sister he needed to cling to more closely for support.


    Therefore, even though he couldn''t openly take sides, in order to justify his actions in the future, he needed to show his stance a little.


    In fact, choosing a competition rule based on weight rather than quantity was the convenience he provided for Athena.


    If it were a contest of the number of prey, obviously, Artemis, adept at archery, would have the advantage.


    But if one had to suppress divine power and consider whose prey weighed more, the Spear, with more powerful lethality against larger prey, would clearly have the upper hand.


    The saying, "Three arrows are inferior to one blade, and three blades to one spear," was similar in principle.


    These advantageous conditions he had created were the greatest help Luo En could offer Athena under fair and reasonable circumstances.


    For the sake of continuing to receive offerings at the temple, he had indeed made a serious effort.


    Now, he just hoped that the Goddess of Wisdom could understand his painstaking effort and, whether she won or lost, not to place the blame on him in the end.


    Time flew by; the sun sloped westward.


    The competition was drawing to a close, and the battle between the two goddesses was entering an intense stage, to the point where they started using some tricks within the rules, in order to win.


    For example, Artemis used her Hunting God talent to command the Hound Squadron to cooperate in a wide-ranging flanking maneuver,


    while Athena leveraged her primordial aura to constantly send messages through birds in the mountains, enabling a full-view of the map...


    The judge in charge of surveillance sighed at the two goddesses'' groundbreaking attempts while complaining about the dishonorable family tradition of rule-breaking common in Olympus.


    And when the last ray of sunlight fell below the horizon, this hunting competition between the goddesses finally came to an end.


    Luo En, who was responsible for the final judgment, stopped his idleness of the day, stood up resolutely, and began to count and weigh the prey from both sides.


    As the Goddess of War, Athena tended to challenge tougher Magic Beasts, so her catch was mostly large prey; although there were fewer in number, the total weight exceeded ten thousand pounds.


    But as the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis was clearly more professional; she not only chose easy-to-hunt large and medium-sized prey but also species that were mostly social. Among them, hundreds of Magic Pigs whose nests were wiped out lay neatly on the ground, presenting a magnificent scene of dozens of generations gathered together.


    Luo En wondered if the Goddess of the Hunt had completely exterminated the Magic Pigs of the entire Crete Mountains.


    And after several weighings and calculations, Artemis''s total haul for the day weighed over twenty thousand pounds.


    The final result, needless to say,


    was almost instantly reflected in Athena''s expression, which visibly darkened a few shades.


    Luo En, tasked with announcing the outcome, swallowed hard and felt a huge pressure bearing down on him.


    "Could you make your favoritism any more obvious?"


    He hesitated.


    Considering the potential for unexpected occurrences, Luo En had also been cautious, such as in the rules he''d mentioned where the criterion for victory was "the weight of the prey captured by each party."


    This was what unscrupulous merchants often call a common trick��


    ����all rules are subject to the organizer''s interpretation.


    If one were to consider Artemis and her thirteen hounds as individual competitors, the total weight of twenty thousand jin would be divided into fourteen parts.


    In this way, Athena, appearing to stake it all on her own, could turn the tables instantly.


    But such a move would be too deliberate and obvious in its bias.


    Besides, strictly speaking, Athena had also summoned birds to aid her in the hunt; if one really got down to it, she wasn''t clean either.


    Even if he were as biased as could be to win Athena''s favor, he would inevitably incur Artemis''s resentment.


    All in all, the risks and the rewards were severely disproportionate.


    Should he take that risk?


    Just as Luo En wavered, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the way Athena''s hand loosely gripped the Spear of Victory, and with a flicker in his gaze, he solemnly announced,


    "This contest, Goddess Artemis wins!"


    With the competition''s results settled, Artemis''s face blossomed with a satisfied smile, her eyes turning to a certain "fair and impartial" judge, her gaze brimming with strands of approval and admiration.


    On the contrary, Athena''s complexion was not so pleasant.


    However, in full view of everyone, the Goddess of Wisdom still maintained her dignity and coldly conceded to the winner''s prize.


    "You''ve won, and may use any hunting ground on Crete Island as you wish for the next three months."


    Thereupon, Athena turned her head toward the side of the judge and let out a cold snort.


    "During this time, all her travels and hunting will be accompanied by you!"


    Having said that, the overzealous Goddess of Wisdom threw a cold glare at someone and walked away without looking back, heading toward the back of the valley, apparently ready to cease intervening in their affairs.


    "Could you gather the prey for me? I''ll go check on..."


    Seeing the situation turning sour, Luo En first offered Artemis an apologetic smile and then hurriedly chased after Athena.


    And as the victor, the Goddess of the Hunt graciously expressed understanding and contentedly stayed behind to clean up the aftermath of the hunt.


    A quarter of an hour later, Luo En, after both chasing and rushing, finally found the Goddess of Wisdom by the pool behind the valley, who seemed to be brooding.


    Hearing movement behind her, Athena, with a displeased expression, turned and snorted coldly.


    "Why did you follow? Shouldn''t you be at Artemis''s side?"


    "I am just fulfilling your orders to accompany her, not as if she owns me entirely."


    Luo En rolled his eyes, equally annoyed in his retort.


    "Of course, if you actually plan on doing that, I have nothing to say."


    "Despite being the one who determined the outcome, you still have the nerve to argue!"


    Hearing these words, Athena couldn''t help but laugh in irritation, her gaze growing colder.


    "That''s not quite right..." Luo En, however, spoke softly, a meaningful smile creeping across his face, "this is precisely the result you wanted."

 Chapter 123 96: Sold Artemis and Still Expecting Change? (Reached 7k Daily)

    As their eyes met, the Goddess of Wisdom''s angry expression faded, and her twinkling eyes playfully regarded the one across from her.


    "So, when did you realize it?"


    "Just now."


    Luo En hummed lightly, pointing indignantly at the hand Athena used to grip her gun.


    "If you truly cared about the outcome of this contest, that expression on your face wouldn''t be enough, right? You should at least grip the gun tightly..."


    "Observant, aren''t you?"


    Athena chuckled, with no hint of surprise on her face.


    Seeing this reaction, Luo En''s suspicions were thoroughly confirmed.


    "You did it on purpose!"


    "Reason."


    Athena stood with her arms behind her back, smiling smugly as she looked at the judge before her, as if sizing him up.


    By now, Luo En''s thoughts were becoming increasingly clear as he began to explain lightly.


    "You are the War God, not the Goddess of the Hunt, and overcoming Artemis in hunting would not be so easy.


    Even if I were to judge, it likely wouldn''t increase your odds of victory by much.


    A game you are likely to lose, yet you dive headfirst into it voluntarily��this doesn''t seem like your character..."


    At this point, Luo En paused, looking deeply at the Goddess of Wisdom before him.


    "...Unless, from the very start, you never intended to win!"


    "Clap clap clap clap!"


    With a burst of crisp applause, Athena across him revealed a satisfied smile.


    "Not bad at all, I really didn''t misjudge you."


    "So the flaw in your gun grip was also deliberately shown to me?"


    "What do you think?"


    "..."


    Luo En''s face darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily as he couldn''t help but complain.


    "If you had been clear from the start, would I have had to go out of my way to create conditions for your victory?"


    "If I hadn''t done so, how else would she believe that she was the true victor?"


    Athena smiled, her voice lacking any real consolation.


    "In any case, it''s not like your efforts were completely wasted."


    "So I should be thanking you?"


    "Of course!"


    The Goddess of Wisdom nodded unabashedly, her gaze profound.


    "If not for me, could you have made a Chief God stay on Crete Island and guard the door in peace, keeping you safe for three months in my absence?"


    "...!"


    Luo En, upon reflection, instantly grasped the possibility, his expression subtly changing.


    "Poseidon is still not giving up?"


    Athena first nodded, then shook her head.


    "I''m not sure, but from our last clash, I always felt he wouldn''t let go so easily."


    Luo En frowned, also offering no rebuttal.


    The reason was simple: Given the grudge-bearing nature of that character, anything was possible.


    Athena might be able to fend off frontal attacks by invoking Zeus''s name,


    but against the covert tactics of the God of the Sea''s vast pantheon, the isolated Goddess of Wisdom might find herself vulnerable to guard against.


    And if anything unclean from the sea made landfall, the likely targets would be the same culprit who spoiled Poseidon''s previous plan, as well as the current de facto ruler of Crete Island.


    Realizing his precarious situation, the furrows in Luo En''s brow deepened.


    "Shouldn''t this be something to tell the God of Stove?"


    "If my aunt wishes to live in peace, she should not get involved."


    Athena pursed her lips, gazing toward the distant clouds around Mount Olympus, sighing faintly.


    "And once you''re ensnared in certain affairs, getting out is not so easy..."


    The power struggles within the Divine King''s family were always brutal, with no room for warmth or mercy.


    Since they had stayed out of it, they shouldn''t drag in the elder who was like a sister or mother to them.


    To allay any suspicions, Athena quickly added further explanation,


    "Moreover, when it comes to schemes and battles, my aunt isn''t exactly gifted."


    Luo En detected the hidden meaning in Athena''s words and looked toward the opposite side of the mountain with a teasing smile.


    "So, you''re dragging Artemis into this?"


    "What do you mean ''dragging into this''? Don''t make it sound so ugly. She came willingly, stayed by her own desire��it has nothing to do with me."


    Athena rolled her eyes at Luo En, her face the picture of innocence, yet the corners of her lips betrayed a subtle smile.


    She came willingly?


    Luo En faintly perceived the contradiction and looked pensively at the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "Aside from representing Zeus to invite Hestia to the gods'' festival, what else brought Artemis here?"


    "Seems she heard that King Minos has an exquisite hunting dog, right?"


    Athena spoke casually as if she had heard it through the grapevine.


    In an instant, Luo En understood, and two words slipped from his lips.


    "Cunning!"


    "Hmm?" Athena slightly tilted her head, glancing behind her.


    "I mean, you are far-sighted and plan for eternity! Truly, you are the Goddess of Wisdom!"


    Luo En quickly corrected himself, his expression one of profound respect.


    "Spare me!"


    However, Athena clearly was immune to such flattery, she gave Luo En a white look behind her and said with a tone of annoyance.


    "Keep a close eye on your dog. If I am not around, at a critical moment, it might just save your life."


    Luo En nodded seriously, as his own life was at stake.


    He certainly understood what Athena meant.


    After all, Artemis had already competed with Athena in a hunting competition, which he had officiated and judged, resulting in Artemis''s final victory.


    As long as the Goddess of the Hunt had some pride left, she wouldn''t continue to forcibly demand the Golden Hound.


    As long as he wasn''t foolish enough to hand over the dog on his own initiative.


    In times of real trouble, the Golden Hound that had caught Artemis''s eye could prove very useful, and in turn, win the assistance of the Goddess of the Hunt.


    Moreover, according to the terms of the hunting agreement, he was to be Artemis''s guide and companion afterward.


    If something unexpected occurred while he accompanied her, the Hunting God might as well pack up and leave.


    Thus, as long as Artemis remained on the island of Crete for one more day, his safety was mostly guaranteed.


    As he sorted through his thoughts again, Luo En instantly felt Athena''s invisible care for him and couldn''t help but admire the Goddess of Wisdom''s mind, intricate as a honeycomb.


    Then, pointing to the darkening sky, Luo En asked, "So, how long should I continue to coax her?"


    Athena smiled slightly, leaning elegantly against the trunk of a tree, enjoying the lakeside view, "No rush, let her be happy for a while since it''s rare for her to beat me. By the way, the prey has not all been cleaned up yet, has it?"


    The two exchanged a look and simultaneously revealed mischievous smiles.


    Meanwhile, the Goddess of the Hunt, who was completely unaware that she had been played by the two of them, was squatting in the messy hunting field, busily skinning, deboning, tying, and loading each piece of game... and thoroughly enjoying it.


    While waiting, Athena did not forget to issue another reminder.


    "Although Artemis currently has a favorable impression of you, it''s best if you don''t get too close to her or become overly involved."


    "Understood, Crete Island is my home!"


    On the issue of allegiance, Luo En naturally made a clear pledge.


    "Not because of that..."


    Athena gave Luo En, who was displaying his loyalty, a sidelong glance, her eyes shimmering deeply.


    "Don''t be fooled by her normal appearance, but this woman is a bit crazy in her bones. If you get too close, be careful not to lose your grip..."


    Crazy?


    Luo En paused slightly, reflecting on the contradictory nature of Artemis in mythology��sometimes gentle, sometimes somber, sometimes generous, sometimes vengeful��and his eyes held a new measure of caution towards the Goddess of the Hunt.


    Seeing that Luo En took her advice to heart, Athena stretched lazily, satisfied, and then got up and called out.


    "Alright, it''s about time, we should head back as well."


    However, just as the two were about to set off to meet with Artemis, a thunderous boom resounded in the sky, and flames adorned with water-blue sea patterns and bird motifs blazed fiercely atop Mount Olympus.


    Suddenly, the ease and contentment on Athena''s face vanished, replaced by a gloomy expression.


    "Tsk, here it comes again! Looks like I have to make another trip to Olympus."


    Observing the anomaly in the sky, Luo En immediately understood that it was probably the unresolved aftermath between Crete Island and the Sea of Okeanos.


    Regarding the disputes among the Chief Gods, he was currently helpless and could only see Athena off as she began her journey.


    "By the way, this is what I promised you last time. Keep it safe; you might find use for it. If you have any questions, I''ll explain them to you when I get back."


    Before departing, Athena handed a golden belt to Luo En''s hands, leaving him a few reminders, then spread her golden wings and transformed into a massive owl, vanishing into the dim sky.


    Just as Luo En held the item in his hand, somewhat perplexed, a surprised whisper came from behind him.


    "The War God''s military belt?"


    Artemis, who had come at the sound, looked at her future guide with silvery eyes that twinkled with a hint of playfulness and curiosity.


    "To personally bestow something you won from Ares upon you, it seems she''s quite fond of you," she said.


    It wasn''t that she won it and then gave it to me; she won it for me...


    Luo En thought back to the promise made before the battle, feeling the pure authority of war contained within the belt, and silently corrected his thoughts with a complex gaze as he looked towards the direction where the golden figure had disappeared.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Atlantis, the Temple of the God of the Sea.


    A ghostly blue figure, formed from sea water, opened his eyes and looked down at the youth in hunting garb prostrated at his feet, his deep and solemn voice echoing through the hall.


    "I will hold that woman back in Olympus, you must accomplish that task before she returns!"


    "I understand, Father God..."


    Within the deep blue glow, a face that was nai?ve yet shadowed by gloom raised slightly, a hesitant look flashing with a trace of resentment.


    "But I''m worried that some people on the island may delay your great plan, so..."


    "Are you teaching me how to do things?!"


    In an instant, a chilling coldness accompanied by a derisive snort fell from above, those eyes from the abyss scrutinizing the shivering scion below.


    "Do you know how much effort I''ve spent to keep you alive? Keep your useless cunning to yourself! If you want to win, fight for it yourself! If you mess up the main task, or if your incompetence causes my plans to fail, you should know the consequences!"


    "As you command, Father God! I assure you, I will not fail your trust!"


    Seeing the impending wrath of thunderbolt ready to strike, the hunter with the nai?ve face dared not ponder longer, hastily swearing oaths.


    Finally, under the hunter''s solemn vow, the oppressive atmosphere in the great hall dissipated somewhat, replaced by a mournful reminder.


    "Remember, this is your last chance..."


    The hunter buried his head deeper, only daring to lift it slightly after the bundle of ghostly blue light in the hall had completely vanished.


    And at that moment, the nai?ve face was filled with darkness and venom.


    You bastards of Crete Island, just you wait, this isn''t over!

 Chapter 124 97 Im Still Too Honest (4k)

    The next day, as the sky lightened but was not yet bright, the morning glow was faint.


    Dozens of chariots pulled by hounds and golden-horned deer drove majestically along the wide main road, approaching the gates of Knossos City. Loaded high with various game, they piled up like small hills when seen from a distance.


    "It''s the Chief Scribe! Quick, open the city gates!"


    The commanding officer of city defense, upon seeing that familiar figure on one of the chariots, immediately ordered soldiers to turn the winch and open the gateway into the city.


    Luo En looked up and couldn''t help noticing that today''s patrolling officer on the city wall was an acquaintance.


    ����When Poseidon''s waves swept over Crete Island, Knossos City was in chaos. It was this officer and the three priestesses from the temple who had recognized Anna''s status as the Divine Envoy in person and, afterwards, had been responsible for coordinating the defense along the coastline.


    Luo En waved to the figure on the city wall and smiled as he spoke, "Thank you."


    Instantly, the officer seemed flattered and quickly pounded his chest with his right fist, respectfully nodding in salute, "You''re too kind, Chief Scribe.


    After that, he, holding his bronze helmet in one hand, approached the city gate and looked towards the peculiar caravan, asking solicitously.


    "Chief Scribe, is there anything I can assist you with?"


    Luo En glanced at the upright figure and his gaze momentarily lingered on the Golden Double-Axed Badge on his chest.


    If he remembered correctly, the badge he had worn on his chest before was silver.


    Realizing from whence this enthusiasm came, Luo En smiled faintly and did not decline, gesturing toward the side.


    "Miss Cynthia went hunting in the mountains yesterday and got some game. She can''t finish it all by herself, so she wanted to distribute it to the residents of Knossos City at no cost."


    Hearing the guide''s introduction, Artemis, who drove the caravan, nodded with a smile, slightly pleased with the subtle satisfaction.


    Although she was a goddess, she did not enjoy the boisterous sensation of being the center of attention. Hiding her identity would undoubtedly make her journey much more relaxing and sustainable.


    At that moment, the officer at the gate, having heard Luo En''s statement, immediately showed a knowing smile.


    "Very well, sir, I''ll have the public area of the sacrificial field cleared out to maintain order on the scene. I''ll also send a message to the temple to have them send staff to gather the citizens and distribute the game."


    Luo En and Artemis exchanged a look and nodded slightly.


    The sacrificial field was not solely used to offer sacrifices to the deities; it also served as a bridge connecting gods to humans, the upper to the lower classes.


    Usually, after the sacrifice, the remaining parts of the offerings would be distributed among the people to represent the deities'' gifts.


    As the offspring and spokespeople of the gods, with divine blood flowing through their veins, the royal family often brought game to the sacrificial field, where priests would portion it out and distribute it to the populace, to demonstrate their benevolence towards the people and win their hearts.


    Strictly speaking, letting this Chief Scribe use the sacred sacrificial field seemed somewhat presumptuous.


    But the man before them had already become the uncrowned king of Knossos, having truly saved the island of Crete. Who would care about such minor details?


    Moreover, past experience had taught him that doing so might not be a bad thing.


    The officer touched the Golden Double-Axed Badge representing the legion commander on his chest, his gaze toward the two of them growing even more enthusiastic and attentive.


    "Sir, let my men handle the rough work of unloading and transporting. Recently, the sacrificial field brewed a new batch of wine intended for divine offering, but the quality is uncertain. Since you''re here, perhaps you, as the expert, could taste it."


    Looking at the officer''s face, which all but screamed, "I''m so eager to get ahead," Luo En couldn''t help but laugh and cry at the invitation.


    Indeed, no matter where or in what era, humanity''s "ambition" remains as simple and unadorned as ever.


    "Wine from this year''s new batch?"


    At this moment, Artemis, recalling yesterday''s delightful experience, licked her lips involuntarily.


    Seeing this, Luo En knew all too well what the Goddess of the Hunt was thinking and immediately waved,


    "All right, let''s have a look."


    "Right away!"


    The officer promptly responded with a beaming smile and, after delegating the scene to his deputy officer, took the lead himself, unconcerned about his high-ranking status as a legion commander.


    Soon, under the guidance of this native Minosian, they entered the storage room of the sacrificial field through the main gate without obstruction.


    Incidentally, the gatekeeper was also an acquaintance�� one of the three priestesses who had verified Anna''s identity.


    And currently, they answered directly to the Priestess Chief, Ariadne.


    Watching as several white-robed priestesses set up new jars of grape wine on the table for him and Artemis to taste, Luo En was even more amused.


    I mean, does this count as using public office for private gain or abuse of power?


    But then, he didn''t dwell on the issue too much.


    Not to mention having a few bottles of wine intended for the gods, King Minos now would go so far as to gift him the whole island of Crete, along with his precious daughter, just to have him take over and withstand the pressure from the Sea of Okeanos.


    Compared to the over thirty thousand pounds of game he brought into the city (over ten thousand pounds from Athena and the more than twenty thousand pounds from Artemis), which was enough to feed the entire city for half a month, his sampling and taking a few offerings was downright incorruptibly virtuous.


    So, am I still too upright?


    Sigh...


    While Luo En shook his head in resignation at his overly high moral standard, he slid the boxes of special pastries from the storage racks into the opened Magic Array.

 Chapter 125 97 Im Still Too Honest (4k)_2

    He hadn''t touched the newly brewed wine at the sacrificial site at all.


    There was no helping it, even if one learned quickly, catching up to or surpassing his craftsmanship in winemaking was no small feat.


    True to predictions, Artemis had barely lifted the cup to her lips and taken a few sips before she couldn''t help but spit the wine out.


    "So sour!"


    "There''s no way around it. The storage containers aren''t very air-tight, so to prevent spoilage, we had to use some under-ripe grapes for the new wine."


    As the future God of Wine, Luo En, with just a glance, could identify the cause by virtue of his innate divinity.


    Then, to save face for the busy priestesses around him in front of the deities, he comforted Artemis with a light laugh.


    "However, after it has been exposed to air for a while and oxidized, it will improve a bit. It might even develop hints of nutty aroma and a sweetness akin to honey."


    "Really?"


    The Goddess of the Hunt was skeptical but, seeing Luo En nod in assurance, she curiously tasted another one.


    However, just as before, it was only one sip that made Artemis involuntarily spit it out.


    "Why does it taste like herbs?"


    Hearing Artemis''s complaint, Luo En was somewhat speechless but helpless nonetheless.


    In history, the wines of ancient Greece were not subjected to fermentation or refinement in oak barrels.


    And to enhance the flavor of the wine, vintners would use various herbs or plant juices to increase the wine''s complexity.


    Thus, the ancient Greeks considered such wine a healthful drink, often combining it with medicinal herbs, tree saps, olive oil, or plant roots into concoctions to treat ailments like menstrual pain or depression.


    However, clearly, the Huntress, free of diseases and calamities, couldn''t get used to these artificially added strange flavors.


    Still, the path to invention is bound to take many detours.


    After all, wine was a new creation right now, and even if he offered his winemaking knowledge without asking anything in return, it couldn''t curb the general populace''s curiosity to boldly try.


    As the future God of Wine, Luo En was consoling himself while excusing the unrewarded toils of the priestesses.


    Faced with the eager looks around her, the Goddess of the Hunt forced herself to be spirited and tried a few more new brews before she finally couldn''t bear it anymore, flung down the cup, and, grabbing Luo En, fled through the door.


    "Their new product is simply undrinkable!"


    Outside, Artemis, standing in a corner, criticized without reservation and then rinsed her mouth with honey water, sighing as she turned to her guide.


    "Forget it, I''ll just drink what you brew from now on."


    Luo En glanced at the delicate hand on his shoulder, a sign of approval, his gaze flickering subtly.


    Are you sure? Not afraid of waking up with a sore back?


    While the one human and one deity were hiding in the shade, lost in thought, groups of people began to gather from outside the sacrificial site.


    Artemis, who had developed a slight mental shadow about wine tasting, couldn''t help but feel a jolt in her heart, subconsciously wanting to drag her guide away.


    However, before the Goddess of the Hunt had a chance to move, a range of voices��aged, tender, deep, and clear��called out to the two.


    "Mr. Secretary? And...Miss Cynthia, is it? By the grace of the Goddess, thank you for bringing so much game, we won''t have to worry about the winter now."


    "My family got a portion of pork, over a hundred pounds. Now I can give the children something to help them grow strong."


    "I saw that giant serpent wreaking havoc on the southern slopes of Crete; the city tried to organize a hunt several times but never succeeded. My own brother died out there, and I lost an arm. Now, to see the day it''s finally taken down, being able to eat its flesh, that''s truly satisfying!"


    "..."


    Amidst the buzzing discussions, faces beamed with joy, gratitude, curiosity, and enthusiasm, pressing close to the two, expressing their heartfelt thanks.


    Even in an era abundant with animals and natural resources, meat was still a rare commodity for most ordinary people.


    An amount exceeding thirty thousand pounds, brought into Knossos City and distributed freely, felt like a shower of good fortune upon these common folk.


    The scribe, already a familiar face in the city, raised his hand slightly to calm the excited crowd and, with a smile, pointed out the real heroine.


    "It has nothing to do with me; it''s all Cynthia''s doing. If you want to thank someone, thank her."


    Suddenly, the grateful crowd surged towards the beautifully dressed young huntress.


    "Thank you, Miss Cynthia, you really are a great person!"


    "We have meat to eat, thank you Sister Cynthia!"


    "To have hunted so many prey, you are indeed a top-notch girl!"


    Some praised her without stinginess, their eyes brimming with sincere gratitude; others brought out dates, dried fruits, garlands, copper coins, and the like, which they owned, placing them at the feet of the huntress as a modest token of thanks.


    Facing such a noisy and chaotic scene, Artemis, who was surrounded in the middle, was somewhat at a loss for a while.


    For this Hunting God, hunting was merely a hobby to release energy.


    Distributing the prey was only done because it was hard to deal with so much harvest, and it was done casually.


    However, she did not expect that such a casual act could earn her more enthusiasm and gratitude from these humans than formal sacrifices and the miracles bestowed by the gods.


    She didn''t quite understand the reason for this.


    But fortunately, this commotion didn''t seem to annoy her too much.


    Just as the Goddess of the Hunt was about to be overwhelmed by the passionate crowd, a lazy yet clear voice echoed in everyone''s ears.


    "Folks, I hear that after the main share of the prey is distributed, you can still get some offal and fur as scraps, but there''s a limited quantity, and if you''re late, it''ll be gone..."


    "More?"


    "The fur is perfect for keeping warm through the winter!"


    "Quick, quick, quick!"


    Instantly, upon hearing the news, the crowd, as if injected with adrenaline, turned around and rushed to the sacrificial grounds.


    The people around Artemis quickly dispersed, creating a peaceful environment once again.


    After successfully diverting this group of enthusiastic uncles, aunties, and neighbors, Luo En approached and asked with concern.


    "Are you alright, Lady Goddess? How do you feel?"


    Artemis looked up at the newly risen fiery red sunrise in the sky, and at the smiling faces at the sacrificial grounds, her lips inadvertently curling into a slight smile.


    "Not bad..."


    Luo En, seeing the subtle changes on the Goddess of the Hunt''s face, revealed a faint smile.


    "Alright, the goods are nearly distributed, we should also be going, or else, I''m afraid I''ll have to fish you out again."


    Hearing this, Artemis thought of the overwhelming enthusiasm of the residents just now, and her expression changed, and she quickly followed the guide, asking subconsciously, "Where to?"


    Luo En replied as if it were obvious: "Back home, of course."


    Then, he looked back at the Huntress with a warm smile, "After being busy all day, you haven''t eaten yet, have you? I made sure the city guards kept some decent ingredients, delivered to Lady Hestia''s house..."


    After a brief pause, Luo En stretched lazily, his smile growing even larger.


    "In a moment, I''ll cook personally, using these rare ingredients, to prepare a lavish meal to reward you for the hard work of this hunt."


    "Good!"


    Artemis''s heart leaped with joy upon hearing this thoughtful and comfortable post-hunt arrangement, and she nodded gladly. Then licking her lips, she asked subconsciously.


    "Is there wine?"


    "Yes! There should be a few bottles of the grape wine we made before, down in the lower level of the cellar, guaranteed to give you a good drink!"


    Now, the Goddess of the Hunt was even more delighted, her footsteps light as she followed along.


    However, after walking only a few steps, Artemis vaguely remembered something, and the pleasant expression on her face paused for a moment.


    At the storage room of the sacrificial grounds, among those who were first invited to taste the wine, someone, besides urging her to drink more, seemed to have not touched a drop from beginning to end?


    ...That guy!


    Staring at the silhouette ahead that had walked quite far, Artemis, who realized the situation belatedly, frowned in annoyance.


    But in the end, she ground her teeth and chose to catch up quickly.


    ��After all, it was time to eat first.

 Chapter 126 98: The Cult Leaders Self-Cultivation (3000, Achieved 7000 Daily)

    A lavish feast, lasting from dawn to dusk.


    And as the end approached, Luo En, the head chef, decisively left the cleanup to Hestia and quietly slipped out the back door.


    It was nothing personal.


    The sight of Artemis was just too frightening.


    Not only did she occasionally stare at him during the meal, but the way she tore into the meat seemed as if she was gnawing on him...


    Although Luo En didn''t know where he had offended the Goddess of the Hunt, it seemed wise to avoid her and stay out of trouble when things looked bad.


    Muttering to himself, Luo En strolled along the main street of Knossos City, pondering.


    Currently, the Gorgon Sisters were in deep slumber in Athena''s temple, having absorbed a vast amount of oceanic divinity;


    The boisterous Nike had been taken away by the Goddess of Wisdom to assist in Olympus;


    Hestia needed to tidy up the home and host her newly arrived niece, Artemis;


    After the sea beast attack, Crete Island was gradually getting back on track under his and Princess Ariadne''s coordination;


    Old King Minos still had to deal with his handful of troublesome sons and had no time to pester him...


    With such a rare moment of leisure, why not enjoy the tranquil night alone?


    Having made up his mind, Luo En roamed the market, tasting local delicacies, buying interesting handicrafts, and quietly listening to casual conversations, relishing the pervasive atmosphere of ordinary life.


    However, his relaxation was soon interrupted.


    Many people recognized him as the scribe and approached enthusiastically, wanting to greet him.


    Looking at the moving heads around him and the excitement of the women nearby, Luo En''s scalp tingled. He quickly excused himself and, using the fastest speed, squeezed out of the crowd, donned an invisibility charm, and left the area fraught with danger.


    When he reached a secluded corner three streets away and looked back at the crowd that still hadn''t dispersed, he couldn''t help shaking his head in wonder.


    He was indeed becoming somewhat like Bacchus, a being that drove both men and women crazy.


    But, this wasn''t too bad...


    Luo En stretched and smiled carefreely, pulling out a bottle of wine from the Magic Array and knocking on the door of a humble dwelling.


    When the owner of the house heard the knock and opened the door, a young man with rough skin and a sturdy build stood in front of him, showing a look of surprise.


    "Scribe...


    "Shh!"


    Luo En gestured for silence, quietly pointing toward the streets where men and women were still searching for him.


    Understanding immediately, the young man silently held his breath and hurried to invite the esteemed guest inside.


    Only when they reached the inner hall did he dare to breathe out loudly, fumbling to clear away the simple tables and chairs, and laid out the few fruits and cured meats his home had to offer, trying to treat Luo En.


    "My lord, why have you come so late without giving notice? We don''t have much to offer."


    Looking at the humble furnishings and the sporadic and unimpressive spread on the table, the young man rubbed his hands sheepishly, his face a mix of embarrassment and guilt.


    "Don''t be so formal, I''ve already eaten. I just stopped by for a visit."


    Luo En chuckled reassuringly, then his gaze fell on the young man''s slightly pale left arm, prompting him to ask.


    "How is it? Are you getting used to the new arm?"


    "Getting used to it!"


    At these words, the young man eagerly nodded, his eyes full of gratitude.


    "Thanks to you, I can provide for my family with these hands again. Otherwise, I really wouldn''t know how to row out to sea myself."


    "No need to thank me, it was old Constantine''s help that allowed me to predict the time of the sea beast attack. Now, I''m just repaying your father a favor."


    Luo En looked kindly at the old fisherman''s son, or more accurately, the ordinary young man named "Polymonos." He took out the bottle of wine he had been carrying and placed it on the table, softly instructing.


    "Your arm has just healed; it will take some time to recover completely to its previous condition. Drink this wine I brought you regularly; it''s good for you."


    "To think you''d go out of your way to deliver it, I really am..."


    Realizing that the busy scribe would remember to look after an ordinary fisherman''s son like himself, Polymonos was overwhelmed with emotion and almost at a loss for words.


    Having experienced two lifetimes as a human, Luo En still felt somewhat uncomfortable with overly sentimental scenes and quickly waved his hand to dismiss it.


    "Alright, I haven''t done much, it was nothing, really. If there''s nothing else, shall I be going now?"


    "Please wait a moment!"


    However, the normally reticent young man stopped him at the door with a face full of courage and stammered out his words.


    "There''s a gathering tonight, if it''s convenient for you, would you stay and participate?"


    "Uh, I''m not quite comfortable with making public appearances..." Luo En hesitated.


    "It''s okay not to show your face!" Polydorus hurried into the house, brought out a black hooded cloak, and looked at him earnestly, "Look, I''ve prepared it for you!"


    Seeing the persistent invitation and after thinking about the hunting goddess''s strange expression at dinner tonight, Luo En weighed his options and then nodded slightly.


    "Alright, I''ll go with you to take a look, but I''m not sure how long I''ll be able to stay."


    Upon hearing this, Polydorus, as if granted a great favor, hurriedly nodded in agreement, his face alight with fervent joy.


    "No problem!"


    Then, the young man instructed his wife to take care of the children, donned a black hooded cloak similar to his own, and led Luo En out of the city through a backdoor and a narrow path.


    Though the road was not smooth, Polydorus, who led the way, moved swiftly as if he were a galloping horse, his whole being brimming with abundant vitality.


    And in faint golden-red hues, life''s rhythm flowed under his skin.


    Luo En, who followed leisurely behind, nodded silently to himself.


    The experiment had been a success, just as he had envisioned.


    Before long, under the cover of night, the two arrived at a secluded valley outside the city.


    By this time, the place was already filled with figures in long robes, wearing ivy crowns and spiral flowers.


    They were men and women, old and young, easily numbering over a hundred.


    Through accents and behaviors, it was clear that some hailed from Knossos, others from Rhodes, some from Naxos, and even some from city-states beyond Crete Island in Greece.


    These people gathered in this valley, far from worldly noise, setting aside their real-world identities and differences, either merrily exchanging anecdotes from various lands or sharing food and drink they brought along, initiating an impromptu feast.


    Compared to the somewhat indulgent figures, Luo En and Polydorus blended in with the crowd, appearing quite mundane and ordinary.


    Nevertheless, their arrival was met with a warm welcome by everyone present.


    Infected by the enthusiasm around him, Luo En didn''t deliberately show aloofness. With a face disguised and twisted by magic, he greeted the people nearby politely and discreetly.


    Before long, a procession of nymphs and women wearing ivy crowns, draped in fawn skins, and holding staffs entwined with ivy or topped with pinecone balls, arrived to the beat of hand drums and cymbals. Amid the solemn melody and atmosphere, they emerged from the woods.


    Suddenly, the somewhat noisy valley quieted down, and everyone uniformly turned to look at the choir praising with their chants.


    "Come, Dionysus, god of boundless joy, you who are reborn from fire and lightning,


    Bassarus and a thousand mighty Bacchus,


    Sword, blood, and virginal women gladden your heart,


    you cry out ''aha'' from above the clouds! (I really want to change this part of the God of Wine''s liturgy to ''aha'', it would be so much fun, don''t you think?)


    Roaring Bacchus in frenzy!


    You wield the thyrsus, furious and mighty, all creatures revere you,


    and the mortals who dwell on the earth also respect you.


    We are ashes of Titans, descendants in delirium!


    Our blood thicker than water, our veins intertwined!


    Come, o joyful deity, please bestow happiness and blessings upon us all!"


    Gradually, those gathered around, as if infused with the solemn yet cheerful tune, joined in the singing joyfully, becoming part of the grand secret celebration.


    Luo En, in the midst of the crowd, was lightly mouthing a fake song while pulling a face and placing his hand on his forehead.


    Alright.


    No matter how many times he participated, this act of being worshiped in person still made him somewhat uncomfortable, brimming with embarrassment.


    That''s right, this nascent esoteric group before him was a small community personally forged by Luo En, taking advantage of his position during this period.


    They were unified by wine, worshiped wine, and promoted the spirit of self-indulgence that would become the foundation of the future Orphic religious worship of the God of Wine.


    Soon after the initial hymn ended, the priestesses leading the gathering escorted the newly elected High Priestess to the forefront.


    "Brothers and sisters, thank you for coming from afar to join the celebration. Let us raise our cups and offer our libations to the god who blesses us with shade and joy!"


    At this moment, the great Father among the crowd, following the voice, gazed over to see that flushed little face full of excitement and rebellion.


    "Pfft!"


    Suddenly, Luo En, who had just swallowed a sip of wine, sprayed it out involuntarily, his face showing an expression of astonishment and shock as he muttered.


    How is it her?

 Chapter 127 99: The Sister-in-Law Ran Away with the Brother-in-Law!

    Crete Island was well-known for the fact that King Minos had five sons and five daughters.


    Under the old king''s suppression and training, the five princes, although not commendable for great achievements, were still reasonably well-behaved.


    But the five princesses, they were each more capable of stirring trouble than the last, truly like vests packed with black fuse gold.


    Among them, the eldest princess, Acacallis, eloped with Apollo, the God of Light, abandoning her duties as the high priestess and severing ties with her father;


    The third princess, Euryale, bore Orion to Poseidon, the God of the Sea �C needless to say, this was the ultimate act of defiance;


    The second princess, Ariadne, was behaving for now, but in the future, she would first aid the demigod hero Theseus in escaping the labyrinth and then elope with this prince of Athens by ship;


    Considering the relationship between Athens and Athena, the changes in faith, and the fact that Theseus had once sacrificed the Cretan Bull, a symbol of Crete Island''s divinity, to Athena, and that Ariadne was also the high priestess of Athena... combining all these factors, Luo En tentatively believed that there might be some unknown undercurrents at play.


    But to King Minos, this was nevertheless a betrayal.


    Similarly, the fourth princess, Fedra, was all about rebellion as well.


    She was still young when she followed her sister Ariadne in sneaking onto the ship to Athens with Theseus.


    On the way, the rather disreputable prince of Athens, Theseus, using an oracle as pretext, abandoned the second princess, Ariadne, on Naxos Island, thereby precipitating the union between the God of Wine and the second princess, Ariadne.


    Meanwhile, the fourth princess, Fedra, continued with Theseus to Greece.


    When the fourth princess, Fedra, grew up to be a beautiful and graceful woman, she married Theseus to become the queen of Athens.


    Later, the audacious Theseus plotted to abduct both the Queen of the Netherworld and Helen from Hades and became trapped in the Netherworld.


    The neglected and betrayed Fedra then fell in love with her stepson, Hippolytus, and upon being rejected, she could not bear the torment of unrequited love, leaving behind a suicide note before taking her own life.


    Upon his return from the Netherworld, Theseus, upon seeing the suicide note, redirected his fury to his son, cursed him to death, a curse which was swiftly fulfilled, thus brewing a tragic father-son feud.


    Currently, the only future princess without a blot on her record was probably just the nursing fifth princess, Ksenodike.


    Of course, it might just be that she hasn''t had the chance to show it yet...


    With a hand to his forehead, Luo En muttered his complaints while looking up at the newly appointed high priestess of the God of Wine, presiding over the ritual


    �� or rather, the original intended aunt of Dionysus by fate �� the fourth princess, Fedra.


    At that moment, the schoolgirl-like fourth princess with chestnut hair was dancing and jumping joyfully in the valley, barefoot and garlanded, her small face flushed with excitement, much like a rebellious teenager letting off steam.


    Completely unaware that, as a member of the royal family with divine blood from Crete Island, her appearance at such a gathering of a heretical cult would cause so much trouble and hassle for her father and siblings.


    Or perhaps, even if she knew, she probably would not care?


    �� What kind of explosive vests are these, each so fully loaded with damage.


    As both a cult leader and an object of worship, Luo En was at a loss for words and could not help but feel pity for King Minos, who was currently lying in bed, wrestling with his sons.


    Should he, out of consideration for the relatively decent treatment he had received from King Minos, secretly report this back, so that the king might capture his rebellious daughter and give her a proper education?


    Just as Luo En was hesitating, the high priestess leading the frenzied female devotees of the God of Wine had already thrown the incense of repose into the fire, singing a new round of hymns in high spirits.


    "I call upon Dionysus, the roaring God, crying out ''Aha'',


    Of dual nature, dead and yet reborn, the future king Bacchus,


    Mysterious and wild, a pair of horns, two forms,


    Garlanded with ivy, the pure and mighty god of joy, crying out ''Aha''!


    You who eat offerings, adorned with grapes, clothed in leaves, celebrated biennially,


    Immortal king, everlasting spirit, oh,


    Hear my words, benevolent god, tender and perfect god!


    Bring your joyful entourage and descend upon me!"


    As cries and cheers echoed in her ears, Fedra''s face under the firelight grew thrillingly flushed with excitement, feeling the liberating ease of breaking free and unleashing her nature.


    For the first time, she used a twisted vine instead of gold to tie up her chestnut hair, for the first time, wore a crown of grapevines, for the first time, covered her bare upper body with a bronze corselet, tied fawn skin around her waist for the first time, wrapped herself with a snake-skin belt for the first time, rang the cheerful and deafening cymbals for the first time, lit the torch of nocturnal dance for the first time!


    Compared to the towering palace and the complex etiquette, this forest was so carefree, so intoxicating.


    Life was not meant to be locked in a dull cage, but to be a bird soaring freely in the sky, taking rest in the woods, searching for what the heart desires on the journey.


    "Aha~~"


    Fedra, gradually losing herself, bestowed heartfelt praises upon Dionysus, the god of joy and spirit of wine who had granted her this free realm.


    "Bang!"


    In the girl''s hand, a staff wound with purple ivy and topped with a pinecone ball covered in lush young leaves struck against a nearby rock, producing the final note of a grand symphony.


    The song''s end also signaled that tonight''s gathering was about to draw to a close.


    All were bound to return to their own homes, to don their masks once more and play their respective roles in life.


    Thinking of the oppressive atmosphere at home, Fedra''s face couldn''t help but fill with a tinge of gloom.


    "A spring! There''s a spring!"


    Suddenly, a chorus of surprised voices rose around her, and a refreshing coolness flowed at her feet. Fedra instinctively opened her eyes and was astonished to see the rock struck by the staff had shattered, revealing a gushing spring of clear water.


    How could this be?


    Staring at the "divine staff" in her hands, which had been crafted over several sleepless nights, Fedra was utterly baffled, her delicate mouth agape in shock.


    And as the staff carelessly struck the ground once more, the gush from the spring increased in volume, becoming a creek infused with a rich fruity aroma that was intoxicating.


    One person couldn''t contain themselves and instinctively scooped up a handful of the spring''s clear water to their mouth.


    Instantly, their eyes widened in disbelief, excitement lighting their face as they shouted to those around them,


    "Wine! It''s wine!"


    And having witnessed the miracle of water turning into wine, the participants in the gathering couldn''t help but erupt into cheers.


    "Lord Dionysus has blessed us!"


    "Ah ha, praise the God of Wine!"


    "Now, we can truly drink to our hearts'' content!"


    People of all ages joyfully crowded around the newly-formed stream, using their hands, goblets, or flasks to collect this divine favor and drank merrily.


    With the savory and sweet wine flowing down their throats, a comforting warmth surged through their limbs, dispelling the fatigue of the mortal world and bestowing a sense of illusory intoxication.


    Amongst the blurred gazes, one leaned against a tree, seeing branches dripping with sweet nectar; another touched the ground with their fingertips, watching milk flow from the soil; yet another gently curled a vine, finding fingers draped with purple-red grapes...


    Lying down in groups or alone, some were smiling peacefully in their sleep, some were smacking their lips, savoring the sweet milk and honey, while others reached out for the possibly nonexistent fruit...


    In this dream-crafted world, souls rested in blissful, drunken states, becoming one with nature.


    The ecstatic maenads, seeing this scene, swarmed around Fedra in the center, chattering excitedly and discussing what it felt like to be favored by the deities.


    The bewildered young princess was overwhelmed but was soon swept up by the raucous laughter and chatter of her female companions at the stream''s edge, drinking merrily and engaging in conversation.


    Meanwhile, the culprit secretly behind all this lifted a bowl of wine from the crystal-clear stream, sat under a tree, drank with satisfaction, and observingly glanced over at Fedra who was surrounded by the maenads. The lifted corners of his lips under his hood formed a curve of pleasure.


    Indeed, this was all his doing.


    The authority of the God of the Sea had granted him the power to manipulate water.


    The construction of faith and the talents of the God of Wine had allowed him to turn water into wine.


    And with the privilege of walking upon water...


    Luo En felt that he was becoming increasingly akin to a certain meat hanging on the cross.


    However, the difference was,


    He was not a strict champion of doctrine but aspired to be a god who spread joy.


    So, be it rebellion, playfulness, or the desire to break free from familial constraints,


    Little girl, if you wish for it, I will provide.


    As for whether you can seize the opportunity or if your butt will be slapped into pieces afterwards, that''s none of my business.


    Ah ha~


    With the tone of a priest invoking a sacred word, Luo En jokingly raised his cup to the restless little princess, extending the special gift from the God of Joy.


    (I''ve added a bit of fun in the author''s note, it''s free, so make sure to check it out.)

 Chapter 128 100 This is So Much Fun (6k a Day Completed)

    Half an hour later.


    "This little sister-in-law is just too easy to get drunk, only a few cups in and she''s already passed out."


    Luo En, leaning against a tree, looked at Princess Fedra, her cheeks flushed red as she lay fast asleep in the arms of her female companions, without any defenses, and could not help but raise his glass in jest.


    However, in the quiet valley, silence reigned, and no one responded to the patriarch''s teasing.


    After all, Fedra was the legitimate daughter of King Minos, with pure Divine Blood flowing through her veins.


    The rest of the devout followers, old and young, were mostly ordinary people without nobility or specialty, faring even worse than the little princess when it came to resisting wine, having already found spots to lie down together in advance.


    Even the young Polyhymnos, who had accompanied him to the gathering, was not spared.


    Under the moon at its zenith, the cool, bright moonlight cast a mottled glow, a hazy veil of silver covering the bodies of the men and women in the valley, like a comforting quilt.


    The believers, immersed in pleasant dreams, slept soundly, and with each breath, strands of very faint golden-red light, following the rise and fall of their chests and the rush of their blood, quietly gestated and solidified beneath their skin.


    With every flow of the golden-red color, the aura of life on their bodies became denser.


    The knots in their souls unraveled, their brows relaxed; their slack skin quietly tightened, gaining a bit more smoothness and elasticity; their fragile organs became tougher, vibrant with life as they pulsed...


    These subtle changes, from soul to flesh, were almost imperceptible, yet they truly existed.


    Praise this joyous��Life!


    The instigator beneath the tree raised his glass from afar, revealing a satisfied smile.


    Under the night sky, those eyes, bright as crystals, admired the [golden-red] beneath the skin of the followers, or rather,


    ��the Divinity given by him and nurtured by people!


    In the clear moonlight, Luo En gently swirled the cup in his hand, looking at the blood-like crimson wine in the stream, and murmured meaningfully.


    "This is my body, sacrificed for you;


    This is my blood, shed for the many.


    The ashes of Titans, the progeny of madness;


    We are tied by blood thicker than water, our bloodlines connected..."


    His magnetic voice, like a chant of an ancient and enduring mythic epic.


    In the original history, the Orphic Sect, which worshipped the God of Wine, believed in Zagreus, the god of rebirth.


    That is, the original incarnation of Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    According to legend, Divine King Zeus and Queen of the Underworld Persephone first gave birth to the horned Zagreus.


    The young Zagreus climbed upon Zeus''s throne, wielding Zeus''s thunder with his childish hands, portending that he would replace Zeus as the new king of the world.


    Queen Hera, out of jealousy, incited the Titan gods to tear him to pieces, all but his heart, which they devoured.


    Goddess Athena, feeling pity for the child''s misfortune, brought his heart to Zeus. Zeus swallowed the heart and then joined with the princess of Thebes, Semele, to give birth to Zagreus anew.


    Thus, he was reborn from death, becoming Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    In this legendary divine battle, where the newborn Dionysus was torn apart by the Titans and the Titans were burned by Zeus''s lightning, a new order of the world was established, and mankind was born from the ashes of the Titans.


    Therefore, in the scriptures of the Orphic Sect, whether called Zagreus or Dionysus, the original God of Wine performed a self-sacrificial martyrdom for ancient humanity, and achieved the miracle of resurrection.


    And because the Titan gods devoured Dionysus, humans born from the ashes of Titans have both the divinity of the God of Wine and the sins of the Titan gods in their blood.


    Thus, humans are born with dual natures of good and evil, and the purpose of life is to suppress evil and promote good in order to be liberated. To reach this goal, one must perform purification rites, participate in the secret initiation ceremonies, observe taboos, such as not killing, not eating meat, avoiding wool during burials, not touching beans, etc.


    If one follows the secret rituals, observes the taboos, and persists in doing good, one can escape the devilish nature, gain divinity, and avoid or lessen the sufferings of the cycle of rebirth in the Netherworld after death, then enter the blissful world of Elysium; otherwise, they will endure eternal toil in Hades.


    ��Wine is my blood.


    ��The miracle of resurrection from death.


    ��The original mankind saved by the martyr, though burdened with original sin.


    ��Equivalent to the Elysium, equivalent to the Hades.


    ��Adding to this, the Orphic Sect being a secret folk religion, irrespective of noble or humble birth, gender, city-state, open for individual participation, promoting equality in life...


    Does all of this not give a strange sense of de?ja? vu?


    Luo En smirked in jest and drained the crimson wine from his glass.


    Indeed, the Orphic Sect, with its worship of the God of Wine, shared many commonalities with the future Abrahamic religions.


    The latter, as a patchwork, mostly drew inspiration from the former.


    If so, as the one indirectly indebted, he too could take advantage of the other''s strengths and put them to use.


    For example, Luo En, the patriarch, abolished the original and barbaric processions by the maenads under his command and instead called for celebrations of the God of Wine through gatherings and merry drinking, following the outline of the future Christian Mass ceremonies.


    He advocated that attendees shed their disguises, release their true natures, rather than strictly conform to the identities and rules of the present world, forcing themselves into submission. During this time, people could also confess and atone to the gods and find solace for their souls (confession rituals).


    The congregation should help each other, love one another, always with a passion for life and the original intention to please themselves...


    Of course, if that was all, the reborn Dionysian Sect would be nothing more than a self-indulgent group for the common people, creating extremely limited value for Luo En.


    Therefore, on this foundation, he elevated the secret rituals cloaked in the guise of a gathering.


    �� That is, he brought the gods down from their pedestals and bestowed divinity upon mortals!


    If the world was born from the flesh, blood, and ashes of the Titan gods, then mankind, which was born from it, should also possess [Divinity].


    The same holds true for all things in the world.


    �� Whether it be grapes growing in the soil or the fine wine brewed with water, all should possess [Divinity].


    Gods possess humanity, and humans possess divinity.


    Mortals can become gods, and gods can also be swayed by humanity.


    Therefore, whether divine or human, nobody is more noble than anyone else, nobody is more special.


    Equal lives seek equal jests, ultimately bringing equal joy to the world.


    This idea of elevating man and demoting the gods was utterly different from the current religious worship of the gods in Greece, and could be described as heretical.


    But it was precisely because of this that it might gradually sever the mortal reverence and belief in the gods from its roots, making the perfect Divine King and the mighty gods of Olympus no longer invulnerable.


    For this purpose, he attempted to use his gradually increasing God of Wine divinity to brew blessed divine wine, allowing the faithful to partake and thereby awaken the Titan divinity buried within them.


    After months of trials, along with the body parts and flesh of a demigod hero and a horde of Divine Blood relatives, his experiments finally took that step and achieved a milestone success.


    Those who drank the divine wine, one after another, had the divine genes within them activated, gaining varying degrees of enhancement.


    Although the sparks of divinity that were ignited are minuscule and faint compared to those of the true Divine Blood relatives. Like clusters of fireflies trying to compete with the bright moon, laughable and overestimating themselves.


    The people before me might not even become qualified warriors or heroes in their lifetimes.


    But the seeds of rebellion have been sown, and time will cause them to take root and sprout.


    He had handed over the stolen divine authority, the fresh history, and future, into the hands of mortals.


    So, have all the fun you can, just don''t let me down, I''ll be waiting to celebrate for you.


    "Ah ha, cheers!"


    The unscrupulous instigator under the tree raised his cup, toasting to the newly-born mankind, to the seeds of rebellion, to the still resplendent Olympus under the night sky.


    The empty cup slipped from his grasp, and a breeze followed, wafting through the valley, with the rich aroma of wine and the running springs gradually dissipating.


    The slumbering people slowly awoke, looking up toward the east.


    The faint light of dawn pierced the heavy night sky, and the gods'' world welcomed another new day.


    ~~


    In Knossos City, on the third street, at the seventh residence.


    The figure who came with the dawn took out the spare key, quietly opened the door, and slipped inside the house.


    However, upon entering, he was immediately met with interrogation.


    "Where have you been? Why didn''t you come home all night?"


    Hestia, in the living room, huffed with displeasure.


    "It''s that matter of fixing Polymonos'' arm last time, that kid insisted on treating me to a drink, and there you have it, I got drunk and he kept me up all night with his nonsense,"


    Luo En yawned, somewhat helplessly explaining as his gaze fell upon the flickering flame behind Hestia.


    The lamp oil in the lantern was almost gone, and the wick was nearly burned out.


    Clearly, someone had waited in the living room all night long.


    "Tch, no wonder you reek of alcohol..."


    Hestia pinched her nose and muttered, waving her hand somewhat disdainfully.


    "Go on, go sleep it off, and don''t come into my kitchen until you''re sobered up!"


    "Alright, alright."


    Luo En weakly complied, placing a box of pastries taken from the sacrificial site on the table, stretched, and went upstairs.


    Seeing the lone offering, Hestia thought of her grandniece visiting home, and after only a moment''s hesitation, she swiftly snatched up the pastries and stuffed the box into a small hiding spot in the spice cabinet, a smile breaking across her face.


    Hmph, at least you have some conscience!


    "Achoo!"


    Meanwhile, upstrairs, the Goddess of the Hunt sneezed mightily as she sluggishly rose from the bed, stretching her somewhat sore body, and most of last night''s lingering drunkenness faded away.


    What a clear and refreshing day, another perfect day for hunting.


    Where shall I go today?


    Artemis curled her lips upward, a content and joyous smile spreading across her face.


    Unawares, she had gradually adapted to, and come to enjoy this mortal life, even looking forward to every new day with a hint of anticipation.


    It was a feeling completely distinct from her life on Olympus.

 Chapter 129 101: Got Rejected (As per title, 8k)

    Early morning in Knossos City.


    As the huntress clad in a belted short skirt and hunting boots set out with bow and arrow and spear, accompanied by several hounds, heads brimming with smiles peeked out from the streets.


    They were waving or shouting cheerfully.


    "Cynthia sister, I want to raise a rabbit."


    "Could you bring me a pair of antelope horns and a couple of snake gallbladders for medicinal purposes? I''ll settle the payment at market price, thank you."


    "It''s too cold, could you trouble yourself to get some warm fur? My wife is good with her hands, and she can make any style you want. Just leave us some offcuts."


    "Here, have some freshly sun-dried figs for the road... no need, no need, I''m too old, can''t chew on the mountain meat..."


    Artemis accepted the dried figs, smiled faintly as usual, looking at both sides of the street, nodded lightly, and then with her guide following behind, strode towards the outskirts of the city.


    Arriving at a deserted path, the Goddess of the Hunt placed her little finger to her lips and blew a crisp whistle, and the golden chariot drawn by two golden-horned deer hurried over from the woods.


    Luo En pointed toward Knossos City, bathed in the morning sun, and asked with a teasing smile,


    "So, the first stop is to find a rabbit hole?"


    It had been a full two months since the huntress took up residence in Knossos City.


    She seemed very fond of the atmosphere here. Although Artemis had never publicly revealed her true identity, she maintained a subtle friendliness towards the neighbors in the city.


    As long as their requests were not excessive, she would nod and agree,


    and any request she nodded to, she pretty much fulfilled.


    Artemis, mounting the chariot, gave her talkative guide a glance and tossed both the dried figs and the reins to him.


    "Since you know, aren''t you getting on?"


    "Understood, faithfully following your divine will, Lady Goddess."


    With a hearty laugh, Luo En leapt onto the chariot, driving the golden-horned deer chariot with the Goddess of the Hunt aboard, who had become a bit more humane and a bit less aloof, toward the jungles of the Cretan mountains.


    "Woof!"


    No sooner had they arrived than the Golden Hound, unable to contain its excitement, leapt from the chariot, quickly running out of the goddess''s grip and circling around its original master''s legs.


    Artemis, who had fed the dog for two months, couldn''t help feeling a bit dejected seeing their stark contrast.


    Indeed, for such divine hounds, they can''t be swayed by food alone.


    Compared to the fondness the Huntress had for the hound, Luo En, as its original owner, commanded his pet with much more straightforwardness, giving it an unceremonious kick in the belly as he teased,


    "Go work, find us a rabbit hole nearby, you''ll get an extra meal today."


    But the damned dog fell for it, barking happily at the command and turning tail to head into the hunting grounds, searching for traces of rabbit burrows.


    Seeing this, Artemis could only feel more helpless, taking down her weapons from the chariot and venting her irritation on the unlucky beasts nearby with a scowl.


    Looking at the creatures turned into pincushions along the way, Luo En silently marveled and became ever more certain of the Huntress''s fickle nature, all the while tending to his temporary bodyguard with added caution.


    It has to be said, since the arrival of Artemis, Crete Island had become much quieter over these two months.


    The Magic Beasts causing trouble in the Cretan Mountains, as well as the sea monsters landing from the Sea of Okeanos, became souls under the Huntress''s arrows, one after another.


    Even those minor troubles weren''t enough for Artemis to slay.


    There she was, the Goddess of the Hunt idle out of sheer boredom, starting to undertake the task of hunting pet rabbits for little girls.


    To this, the scribe officially in charge of the military and political power on Crete Island couldn''t be happier.


    After all, with this humanoid artillery stationed there, his workload in law enforcement and control was greatly reduced.


    By noon, a nest of snow-white rabbits was captured and placed into a cage on the chariot, and Luo En had collected antelope horns, snake gallbladders, and furs for warmth from those unlucky animals they had passed by.


    With the day''s requests easily completed, he promptly set up a fire in the clearing, roasting a newly cleaned antelope and stewing up a pot of mushroom soup full of fresh flavor with berries, wild vegetables, and edible mushrooms.


    As a guide, besides leading the way, taking care of the Huntress''s bow, chariot, and meals was also part of his daily duties.


    Previously, these tasks were the responsibility of Artemis''s twenty nymph attendants.


    But for some reason, the Huntress showed no sign of calling her nymph attendants thus far.


    So, the notable scribe, the uncrowned king of Crete Island, could only condescend somewhat to act as half a full-time nanny for Artemis.


    "Eating this for lunch? Seems good, give me a bowl of the soup first."


    As the rich aroma of meat and the salty freshness of the mushrooms spread, the Huntress arrived beside the fire like a whirlwind, eager to taste the day''s wild fare.


    Shortly after, a bowl of warm mushroom soup was consumed, with the slight acidity from the berries, the deliciousness of the mushrooms, and the crispness of the wild vegetables bursting on the palate, providing a delightful dining experience.


    Soon, the antelope on the grill became perfectly crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.


    Artemis took the leg of lamb torn off by the guide and bit eagerly into it, the rich juices exploding in her mouth, with just the right hit of savory flavor and harmoniously balanced seasonings, leaving one craving for more.

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    Deserving of the praise showered by my aunt, having him around is more useful than a whole entourage of nymphs!


    The Goddess of the Hunt glanced at Luo En, who was patiently preparing lunch beside her, mentally rating the guide highly as she tossed aside a clean sheep bone and reached for another leg of the gazelle.


    Not to mention anything else, just in terms of culinary skills alone, he''s far beyond what those nymph servants can manage.


    Unfortunately, those sea nymphs, delicate and precious, might still cope with maintaining weapons or surrounding prey begrudgingly.


    To ask them to lower themselves to kindling fires and cooking isn''t out of the question either.


    But Artemis''s verdict on the meals was��edible.


    If you''re seeking a comfortable dining experience, that''s something you''d best not hold your breath for.


    Only after enjoying the guide''s craftsmanship and brewing skills did she realize how her taste buds had been wronged by the previously charred or undercooked roasted meats, the tasteless plain water, and dry bread that parched the throat.


    Moreover, apart from his cooking, the guide''s performance in other areas was also noteworthy.


    From the maintenance of weapons to the scheduling of daily activities, everything was organized to perfection.


    No wonder even King Minos, who had extremely high standards, planned to choose him as his successor.


    I must admit, having such an almost omnipotent lackey by my side, my esteem for those whining, pampered nymph servants fades more each day.


    Unfortunately, in about a month, I''ll have to return to Olympus.


    When that time comes, not only will this quality service but also that excellent Golden Hound be left behind.


    Thinking of this, Artemis felt suddenly downcast.


    However, a spark of inspiration quickly ignited a brilliant idea in her mind.


    "I''m still missing a worthy attendant by my side..."


    The Goddess of the Hunt dropped another clean sheep bone, seemingly casually making her offer.


    As a virgin Goddess who abides by chastity, it was the first time she had extended such an invitation to a male human.


    However, the guide, busy turning the lamb meat over the fire, merely replied with a nonchalant "Hmm," apparently not grasping the implication of her words.


    Seeing this, Artemis decided to drop pretense, cleared her throat, and made her point clear.


    "I think you''re quite suitable."


    "The meat''s ready, eat it while it''s hot."


    "Oh..."


    As another leg of lamb was handed over to her, the Goddess of the Hunt instinctively took it and bit into it.


    But quickly, she realized something wasn''t right and immediately pulled the lamb leg from her mouth, frowning at the guide beside her.


    "What does that mean? You don''t want to?"


    What else could it mean?


    Luo En couldn''t help but scoff inwardly.


    Dear sister, Athena offered me a place as a Lesser Deity with generous gifts of her Divinity, crafting bronze serpent armor;


    King Minos, wanting me to resist lightning, not only offered three of his Divine Artifacts but was also willing to throw in his daughter and the throne;


    As for your aunt Lady Hestia, well, let''s not even mention her, as I could easily trick her inside and out, her deity position will sooner or later be mine;


    Now, offering me just a divine attendant''s position to serve as your nanny, and hoping to snag a hound as well��isn''t that a bit stingy?


    However, despite feeling contempt inside, Luo En still declined the proposal in a more polite manner.


    "Lady Athena''s task is not yet complete, King Minos''s kindness remains unrewarded, and Lady Hestia has also been good to me, so..."


    With those three bearing the blame, the initially fierce-looking Artemis was suddenly deflated, reluctantly putting out the idea of recruitment.


    No way around it, to snatch someone from the clutches of these three was indeed a bit challenging.


    I was just acting on a whim. If it''s not possible, then so be it!


    The thwarted Goddess of the Hunt scoffed in disdain, feeling irritable as she picked up a sheepskin water bag and stood up.


    "Clean this up, I''ll go get some water from up ahead!"


    Saying this, Artemis stood up with a stern face and walked towards the creek in the valley ahead.


    Watching the Goddess who seemed to be in a bit of a huff, Luo En found it somewhat amusing and was all the more grateful for his initial choice.


    Indeed, Hestia is the easiest to fool and to satisfy.


    Is it just because of the good cooking skills?


    Is it just attending to everything meticulously?


    Is it just owning a great dog?


    What''s so impressive about that? I have twenty servants!


    The rebuffed Artemis grumbled to herself, consoling her pride as she made her way upstream, preparing to bend down to fill her water bag in the stream.


    As she leaned over, a reflection appeared on the surface of the water, catching the Goddess''s eyes.


    Is that someone?!


    Artemis instinctively looked up, towards the other side of the creek.


    Suddenly, a handsome and cheerful face came into view, spawning a strong desire in the Goddess''s heart.


    ��This might be a most beautiful deity that should not have existed since the beginning of chaos. His blond hair, his bright eyes, are the finest among all deities, and before him, both gods and humans must bow...


    "Beautiful Goddess, seeing you hunting alone in the mountains, your valiant figure has deeply subdued me. Please allow me to become your attendant and serve you."


    The deep entreaty that filled her ears made it unconsciously compelling to comply.


    Just as Artemis was about to speak, an image flashed through her mind, a touch of reluctance flickering briefly in her eyes.


    "An attendant, I... I already have one..."

 Chapter 131 101: Got Rejected (As per title, 8k)_3

    An unexpected echo made the figure on the opposite shore visibly startle.


    But immediately, a fierce ugliness distorted by rage appeared on that handsome face, and the low voice became densely ominous.


    "Then kill him, and won''t that position become vacant?"


    Those words echoed like a curse, reverberating and swirling within the heart''s river, gradually filling the entire heart like the world, becoming the sole undercurrent.


    "Artemis? The water isn''t ready yet..."


    Questions and footsteps approaching from behind were like hot oil poured over a raging flame.


    In an instant, the Goddess of the Hunt''s hands reached for her back, her body forming an arc.


    Almost instantaneously, as Luo En approached the riverbank, a piercing chill surged through his body, and the twelve-sided die in his brain buzzed and trembled wildly.


    Danger!


    Luo En instinctively lunged forward, instinctively dodging.


    "Thwack thwack thwack thwack!"


    And just as he lay down, a whizzing arrow narrowly missed his head, piercing through several thick fir trees.


    "Boom~~!"


    One after another, ancient trees cleaved in half fell to the ground with a crash, kicking up a dense cloud of dust.


    Seeing a continuous white trail behind him, Luo En broke out in a cold sweat.


    He was so close, so very close to death!


    "Artemis!"


    Luo En cried out in anger, looking toward the instigator by the riverbank.


    The Goddess of the Hunt turned around stiffly, her face bursting into an almost pathological smile at the sight of a certain face.


    Yes, kill...


    Having already been rejected, she thought nobody else should have him!


    The goddess stretched her arms, the taut bowstring creaked, golden ripples stirred the air, and a golden Light Arrow formed, ready to be released.


    As his presence was locked by some force, Luo En felt his scalp tingle, and the violently shaking twelve-sided die in his brain appeared to leave afterimages.


    Bare hands released, bowstring vibrated, and a dazzling golden light arrived in an instant.


    Because of the locked-on presence, there was no escape, no evasion.


    Realizing the urgency, Luo En, without time to think, activated all his Divine Power instinctively. His war belt emanated a rich blood light, the pure War God Divinity like raging crimson flames, clinging to his surface, and wildly pouring out with the bronze longsword in his hand slashing forward.


    "Clang!"


    In a sharp clanging of metal, the bronze longsword that had accompanied Luo En for months shattered inch by inch.


    But at the same time, the indestructible Gold Light Arrow was forcefully deflected inches away, narrowly grazing Luo En''s cheek and hurtling into the dense forest behind him.


    "Boom!"


    A violent explosion followed, and the hard rocky ground was blasted into a nearly hundred-meter-wide crater.


    Chilling winds whistled past his ears, and a warm liquid slid down his cheek. Luo En raised his trembling hands and saw his torn palms, his complexion drastically changing.


    Dammit, this madwoman was really trying to kill him!


    If it hadn''t been for Athena leaving him the War God belt infused with the Divinity of War to protect himself, that arrow might have done him in.


    This sudden turn of events left Luo En reeling, and a strong sense of dissonance emerged in his heart.


    Something wasn''t right, even if she was rejected, it shouldn''t have escalated to outright murder, should it?


    As thoughts churned, he instinctively looked around and saw on the distant opposite bank a figure that should have been dead.


    ��Orion!


    At this moment, the face that usually bore a simple and honest expression was stripped bare of its disguise, revealing madness fueled by jealousy at the sight of Luo En.


    Damned bug, an outsider with nothing, how dare you compete with me!


    "Beautiful goddess, if you kill this troublesome fellow, nothing will stand in our way anymore."


    The hunter urged, his revenge-driven madness becoming a twisted joy.


    He wanted to see with his own eyes this nuisance who had blocked his way time and time again, to be tortured and killed before him.


    He was the one pulling the strings!


    The moment Luo En identified the true target, his thoughts raced. A flood of information and clues integrated in his mind, leading him to deduce the real reason behind Artemis''s loss of control.


    ��Power of the God of Love!


    Poseidon''s plea to Hephaestus on behalf of Aphrodite and Ares wasn''t just to court the God of Love!


    What he truly desired was the Power of the God of Love bestowed by Aphrodite!


    Combine this with the calamity of the beast tide, where Poseidon went to great lengths to fish out the half-dead Orion, and the answer seemed clear.


    He wished to claim the whole Crete Island and planned to use his demigod offspring, endowed with exceptional hunting talents, to forge a relationship with Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, forming an alliance, and then dragging her brother Apollo into the water.


    If, through Crete Island, he could successfully force Athena into submission.


    Then, Poseidon''s camp would have Ares, Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, and Apollo��five of the Chief Gods, plus himself, nearly half of Olympus''s twelve divine seats occupied.


    Apart from this, Hephaestus, bound by the Ocean Goddess Thetis''s favors, would likely remain neutral, the Agriculture God Demeter was already cold toward Zeus due to her daughter Persephone''s situation, the Queen Goddess Hera had long been intolerant of her husband''s infidelities, Hestia had already withdrawn from the struggle for divine power, and Hermes was best at trimming his sails to the wind...


    In this way, Zeus would be isolated by Poseidon''s long-schemed acts.

 Chapter 132 101: Got Rejected (As per title, 8k)_4

    The supreme divine authority of Olympus may not be unchangeable.


    And to achieve this ultimate goal, whether it''s using the Minosians as a bargaining chip to force Athena into submission, or attempting to use King Minos''s Golden Hound to win the favor of the Hunting God, the ownership of Crete Island is of paramount importance!


    Therefore, he went to great lengths to initiate the beast tide, in order to gather these necessary conditions.


    In the real mythological records, it seems that Poseidon''s scheme had succeeded.


    ����Orion, who liked to hunt in the forest all day, with a faithful hound, became a good hunting partner for Artemis, the Hunting God, and her mother, the Nurturing Goddess Leto.


    ����Before long, a rebellion against Zeus broke out on Olympus, in which Poseidon, Apollo, Athena, and Hera all participated.


    These traces found in the pages of books undoubtedly prove this point.


    However, with the emergence of the variable Luo En, Poseidon''s attempt to seize Crete Island and the first step to pressure Athena fell through, and even Orion, the demi-god crucial for the subsequent plans, was nearly lost in the process.


    Seeing his plan collapse, and unable to make progress against that spiny Goddess of Wisdom for the time being,


    Poseidon had no choice but to fall back and decide to target Artemis first.


    So, Orion''s real target was not him; he set foot on land to lure that female Hunting God!


    And, in order for his godly son to succeed in one fell swoop, Poseidon clearly infused the Power of the God of Love obtained from the bargain into Orion''s body.


    Since he couldn''t have the help of the Golden Hound and couldn''t take a subtle approach, he had no choice but to turn the raw rice into cooked rice first.


    Torrents of thoughts surged and intertwined, allowing Luo En to pierce through the fog and see the truth and schemes beneath the deep sea in just a few short seconds.


    "Artemis, wake up!"


    Luo En shouted at the top of his voice, trying to awaken Artemis from the mind control of the Power of the God of Love.


    However, what he got in return was an even more pathological smile from the female Hunting God.


    "I am perfectly clear-headed. Anything I hunt is mine, it doesn''t matter whether you agree or not."


    As she spoke, Artemis drew back her Golden War Bow, and a new Golden Light Arrow began to form inch by inch on the bowstring.


    "Yes, beautiful goddess, eliminate this obstacle, and nothing will stand in our way of being together anymore."


    Orion on the opposite shore, driven by the Power of the God of Love within him, encouraged her more vehemently, his eyes filled with spiteful sneers.


    Why should you always be the first! All of this should have been mine!


    Die! I want to see you die under the arrow of the one you love!


    Seeing the Light Arrow on the bowstring gradually taking shape, a chilling cold raced from Luo En''s tailbone straight to the crown of his head.


    This crazy woman!


    Luo En''s forehead broke out in large beads of cold sweat, internally cursing while frantically searching for his own sliver of a chance at survival.


    With Artemis, this crazed human cannon, running would be useless.


    Might as well catch the thief by catching the king?


    But this thought only lasted for half a second before he extinguished the tempting idea.


    The distance was too great, and with Artemis standing in the way, he''d likely be turned into a sieve by the crazy woman behind him before he could even lay a finger on Orion on the other bank.


    Damn the Power of the God of Love!


    Luo En cursed in his heart subconsciously, but then a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, clearing the chaos of his thoughts.


    Wait, the Power of the God of Love?


    It seemed he had it too!


    In an instant, the faded memory became vivid.


    In a moment of crisis, Luo En thought of something he had drawn from the Twelve-Sided Die during the escape in the Sea of Okeanos,


    "[Aphrodite''s Blessing]: The Goddess of Love and Beauty will activate your divine bloodline of the God of Love, bestowing upon you attraction to the opposite sex, lasting for one week."


    In an instant, this divine power blessing, once deemed tasteless yet too valuable to dispose of and thus thrown into a forgotten corner, now shone like a priceless treasure.


    ����Thank the ex-grandmother!


    Suddenly, the same guy who had been cursing the God of Love moments before, earnestly praised his nominal ex-grandmother and without hesitation, used the chance divinity of the Twelve-Sided Die to activate the blessing from the God of Love.


    As the boiling divine blood began to circulate faster, a seductive pink hue materialized in those crystal-like eyes.


    With a stroke of luck, Luo En moved the muscles of his face, pulling out a bright and gentle smile, and gazed intently at the majestic female Hunting God.


    "Artemis, I agree! I agree to become your servant of God! To accompany you by your side forever!"


    Did he agree? He just agreed like that?


    Eye to eye, the promise resonated like sweet nothings, causing Artemis, who was holding a breath of anger in her heart, to be taken aback, her face showing hints of confusion and wavering.


    But, that was all.


    Clearly, compared to the blessing of the God of Love Luo En had obtained from his trial, it was Poseidon''s transaction with Aphrodite to influence a Chief God that was more domineering with the Power of the God of Love.


    But that was enough!


    Luo En, seeing the female Hunting God''s expressions loosen, immediately put all his might into stirring the divinity from his God of Love bloodline and the madness from the God of Wine, shouting a thunderous wake-up call.


    "Wake up! You''ve been bewitched!"


    In that moment, Artemis, almost rendered deaf, snapped to her senses, and her murky eyes swiftly gained a trace of clarity.


    Now realizing something was amiss, Orion''s face changed drastically, hastily urging,


    "Beautiful goddess, don''t listen to his nonsense, kill him, and we can..."

 Chapter 133 101: Got Rejected (As per title, 8k)_5

    "Thud!"


    However, a golden arrow pierced through the sky, accompanied by a dull tearing sound, penetrated his shoulder, dragging him across the ground and finally nailing him firmly to the trunk of a sturdy tree.


    "Aaah, my shoulder!"


    Caught off guard, Orion let out a piercing scream of agony as blood spurted from his wound.


    And those pained cries, like a curse, seeped into Artemis''s mind, constantly tempting her to look back and show mercy.


    "Ting-a-ling~!"


    With the sound of metal clashing, Artemis dropped her golden longbow, knelt on the ground, clutching her head and growling through gritted teeth towards what was ahead.


    "Kill him! Quickly!"


    Just as the Hunting Goddess spoke, Luo En''s figure had already crossed beside her, charging towards the riverbank opposite like an arrow loosed from its string, his right hand tightly grasping Orion''s sturdy neck, forcibly silencing his ceaseless wails inside his throat.


    As the grip on his throat tightened, the affixed Orion struggled frantically, and in his labored breathing, emitted a terrified growl.


    "You... you can''t... kill me, Father God he..."


    "Crack!"


    However, before Orion could finish, the vise-like arm suddenly erupted with a crimson light of war divinity, breaking through the last thin layer of the sea''s blessing around the God of the Sea''s son, and directly twisting his sturdy neck.


    An eyeball protruded, and the large head full of resentment and fear weakly drooped down.


    The next moment, the sanguine light in Luo En''s hand transformed into a blazing red flame that set Orion completely aflame.


    In the blink of an eye, the twisted, cracking corpse, along with the charred trunk, turned into flaky ashes, drifting away with the wind.


    After disposing of the body with practiced ease, Luo En finally relaxed his tense nerves, and the suppressed inner injuries from facing Artemis now erupted, as pain from bones, organs, and muscles flooded over him like a tidal wave.


    This time, Orion should have no way to come back to life, right?


    Gazing at the small pile of ashes before him, Luo En, likewise at his limit, confirmed repeatedly before collapsing to the ground in relief.


    If with just these remains, Poseidon could pull his precious son back from the Netherworld, then he shouldn''t be called the God of the Sea, but rather be renamed as the Underworld King.


    As the last bit of concern dissipated, Luo En was just about to let go of all his guards and lie down to rest.


    However, a hot current entered his ears, the scent of musk and flowers lingering behind him in the air.


    Instantly, Luo En''s neck, like a rusted spring, twisted awkwardly by half a turn.


    His purple eyes instantly met a pair of silver eyes flickering with fervent flames.


    Primitive bestiality and a desire nearly tangible were burning wildly within them.


    In an instant, a tingling sensation covered Luo En''s scalp, and he realized a problem he had overlooked.


    Although one source of contamination, Orion, was dead, he was still alive.


    Moreover, if he remembered correctly, "Aphrodite''s Favor" lasted... a week?


    "Gulp..."


    Luo En swallowed, trying to moisten his dry throat, as he watched a top predator of the forest curling her tongue and licking her lips a short distance away, squeezing out a crooked smile on his rigid face.


    "Hungry? Maybe you should eat first..."


    "Bang!"


    Before Luo En could finish, a pair of slender yet powerful arms grabbed at his quietly retreating legs and effortlessly pulled him down.


    Thrown into disarray, Luo En hadn''t recovered his senses when his body was quickly dragged towards a small grove ahead, his head banging against the stones along the way, leaving his thoughts blank.


    The sensation was like a little rabbit being savagely pulled out of its hole by a leopardess and crushed under her paws.


    "Don''t tear my clothes!"


    "Stop it, I''m innocent..."


    "Ow, ow, ow! My wound is tearing open!"


    "Woo... Woo!!!"


    Soon, under the absolute suppression of the leopardess, the helpless cries of the rabbit were completely drowned out by the shadows overlapping and blending in the forest.


    The greedy beast reveled in its hunting grounds, savoring its prey that belonged to it alone!

 Chapter 134 102: Already in the Shape of Artemis

    Meanwhile, on Olympus.


    In the Great Temple bathed in sacred fire, the God of the Sea, Poseidon, who was having a fierce confrontation with Goddess Athena, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. A sense of ominous foreboding flooded his mind instantly.


    Something had happened...


    Poseidon''s expression changed dramatically at the council, and he subconsciously stood up from his seat, ready to leave.


    However, as soon as Poseidon made a move, Athena across from him stood up abruptly with a cold snort.


    "You think you can just leave before our business is settled?"


    As she spoke, the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom sparkled with a hint of sharp brilliance.


    Something had happened! Most likely a contingency from Atlantis!


    Although he did not know the specifics, judging by his uncle''s reaction, it definitely wasn''t any good news.


    Given the circumstances, it was all the more reason not to let him slip away and save the situation!


    Seeing Athena entangle him in conversation, Poseidon felt a surge of irritation.


    "We can discuss these matters later! I''m tired!"


    "You come when you wish, leave when you wish, do you even have the Father God in your eyes? Do you really think Olympus, where the gods hold council, is your Atlantean Sea God''s temple?"


    Athena''s mocking words were merciless and cutting to the heart.


    Seeing his niece''s unreasonable demeanor, Poseidon, anxious to leave, became fiercely angry.


    But just as he was about to burst out in rage, two scrutinising gazes shot over from the golden thrones above, landing silently on him.


    In an instant, a chill crept up his spine, silencing the infuriated Sea God, and his boiling Divine Blood cooled down.


    Athena was right; this was Olympus.


    Although he would sooner or later bring it under his control, now was not the time, and he had to endure.


    Poseidon took a deep breath and steeled his heart.


    "Compensation, compensation, compensation! Isn''t it just 17 ports, 25 towns, and over 300 ships, large and small? Consider it my negligence. The losses of Crete Island, I''ll compensate for them!"


    Poseidon, pressing on his throbbing chest, tried to turn and leave his seat.


    However, before he could take a step, Athena''s figure blocked his path, correcting him softly.


    "No, it''s 170 ports, 250 towns, and over 3,000 ships, large and small, the casualties of tens of thousands of people, as well as an entire Minos Fleet..."


    "Hiss!"


    Poseidon gasped in shock, his complexion turning a ghastly shade of blue-black.


    "Increased tenfold?"


    "That''s the price for the first Beast Tide outbreak. But since your Beast Tide occurred three times, I only learned of the specific losses on Crete Island when I returned."


    Athena spread her hands, offering a definitive explanation, her expression innocent and serious.


    The cost increased tenfold just because of two more incidents?


    And why wasn''t this brought up earlier, but only mentioned now?


    This isn''t just opening your mouth wide; this is extortion!


    Poseidon''s teeth, tightly clenched, grated, his expression turning ominous. The Divine Power swirling around him formed spiraling currents, like a typhoon gathering over the ocean, and the ghostly blue Trident appeared in his hands.


    "Are you playing me?!"


    "The Father God is above us, and you not only intend to default on your debts but also have the audacity to commit violence!"


    Under the immense pressure of oceanic divine authority, Athena stood her ground, her accusations sharp and confrontational. She immediately summoned the gleaming Spear of Victory and Aegis Shield, firmly blocking in front of the golden throne, protecting the King of Olympus who presides over justice, King Zeus, behind her.


    "..."


    For a moment, whether it was Poseidon with the Trident in the hall or Zeus on the throne with his black-and-blue eye socket, neither could help but twitch the corners of their mouths, falling into silence.


    The fully armed Goddess of Wisdom raised her shield and spear, issuing a stern ultimatum with complete righteousness.


    "No one leaves today until this matter is settled!"


    "..."


    Once again rendered silent by this stance, Poseidon''s expression was gloomy, his gaze filled with sorrow and indignation.


    Who exactly is the unreasonable one here?


    ~~


    Knossos City, 7th dwelling in the third street.


    After finishing her daily home chores, Hestia sat lazily on the steps, propping her chin with one hand and basking in the sun, while her drowsy eyes occasionally glanced towards the city gate.


    However, until sunset, the figure she was waiting for still hadn''t appeared among the passersby.


    Tsk, they must be out there having a crazed time again tonight...


    Hestia sighed and walked back into the house, feeling depressed, but started to prepare a single portion of dinner, something to which she had become accustomed.


    After all, hunting is an activity that tests one''s patience and skill. Whether it''s the journey over mountains and through rivers, or the pursuit and tracking, it often took a lot of time.


    So basically, whenever the two of them went out, they would disappear for days on end.


    Because Athena had previously expressly asked her to try not to get involved with Artemis and Luo En''s actions.


    The obedient Goddess of the Hearth could only choose to accept this, and stayed at home dutifully.


    Anyway, there was only one month left; Artemis couldn''t play for long, for she always had to leave.


    Hestia muttered to herself and comforted herself internally, soon channeling all her unreleased energy into preparing the night''s meal.


    ~~


    As the moon set and the stars faded, the golden sun rose in the east, and day and night continued to alternate ceaselessly.


    In the blink of an eye, seven days and seven nights passed.


    Scattered golden sunlight penetrated the morning mist, casting its rays into the vast Cretan mountain range.


    As if the dense forest that had been ravaged by a giant beast, a figure lying on the dry leaves let out a pained groan, struggling to open heavy eyelids, trying to awaken the sunken mind.


    However, as soon as the bodily sensations began to return, the barely awake figure almost passed out again.


    Pain! It hurt all over!


    Every bone felt as if it had been crushed, every inch of muscle as if it had been torn;


    Organs spasmed like in conulsive throbs, sending unbearable cries of distress, and bite marks carved into the tough skin, leaving behind ghastly scars.


    It seemed as if the victim had just been subjected to a brutally inhuman form of torture.


    What happened to me...?


    Luo En, lost in bewilderment, shook his dizzy head, attempting to piece together the truth through fragmented memories.


    Soon, as images materialized in his mind and compiled a complete narrative, the half-dead victim suddenly jolted upright, and large drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.


    It seemed he had slept with Artemis?


    Ah no, rather, it seemed Artemis had slept with him!


    And it was the brutally cruel kind!


    The memory of that female leopard on top of him, relentlessly demanding, made Luo En on the ground shiver uncontrollably, feeling a chill down his spine.


    Seven days and nights, she had defiled me for seven days and nights!


    You owe me...


    Just as the innocent victim was about to accuse the Hunting Goddess of brutality, the cold touch at his throat silenced him instantly. He stiffly raised his head, following the bronze arrow pointed at his neck, to see a face under the shade of the trees, cold as ice.


    The Hunting Goddess, having awakened ahead with her strong physical condition, covered the turbulent waves in front of her chest with one hand, while the other took a bronze arrow inscribed with dense scripts from the quiver at her side, aiming its sharp tip at Luo En''s throat.


    The fierce heat and madness from the seven days and nights were gone from her silver eyes, leaving behind only an eerie coldness.


    "Gulp..."


    Luo En struggled to swallow, suppressing his racing heart, his brain desperately trying to figure out what to say in the deadly silence.


    Whether he had slept with Artemis or Artemis had slept with him was not the point.


    The key was, what serious consequences would befall for defiling a virgin Goddess?


    And as a party involved, how to quell her rage.


    As for who was first or last, who was dominant or submissive, who was right or wrong��none of that mattered.


    If reasoning with these deities were effective, King Minos wouldn''t have ended up in his current plight.


    So, to save his life, what should he say now?


    Finally, as the arrowhead broke his skin and a stream of golden-red blood emerged, Luo En steeled his heart and closed his eyes with righteous indignation,


    "Kill me now, before anyone knows about this. If Athena asks, tell her it was Orion''s doing and you couldn''t stop him in time..."


    As the words left his mouth, Luo En didn''t look but clearly felt the bronze arrow at his throat, along with the hand holding it, tremble noticeably.

 Chapter 135 103: Please Stop Your Ghost Father Behavior

    "Ding-dong~!"


    Accompanied by the quivering sound of metal hitting the ground, the taut body opposite him collapsed in defeat.


    "Forget it, she won''t be fooled so easily..."


    "Even if Athena is smart, she''ll just think there''s something fishy about my death. But without any evidence, she shouldn''t link it to this. Besides, Crete is currently at odds with Atlantis, she''s too busy dealing with Poseidon. Even if she suspects something, she might not dare to do anything to you."


    Luo En slowly opened his eyes, picked up the bronze arrow that had fallen by his side, and sincerely handed it over.


    "So, do you want to give it a try?"


    However, his hand was violently knocked aside by an irritated Artemis before it even reached halfway.


    "Hmph, am I the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity?!"


    The Goddess of the Hunt glared at Luo En across from her with wide, angry eyes.


    Are you not?


    The way you were acting just now, you clearly wanted to stab me to death!


    Luo En internally rolled his eyes at the thought, but kept a calm expression as he tossed the bronze arrow over his shoulder, forcing a contrite smile.


    "Sorry, I only wanted to help, but I ended up dragging you into this mess..."


    "What are you apologizing for? It was that bastard demigod of Poseidon who caused all this trouble, not you."


    Artemis retorted coldly, her gaze turning sour as she looked at the other victim involved in the incident.


    "I know who''s at fault here, and I''m not so petty as to take it out on you."


    Yes, yes, yes, you''re clear about who you resent, you''re morally superior! It''s my fault for assuming the worst of you, noble as you are!


    While secretly rolling his eyes again, Luo En''s glancing gaze shifted to the arrow lying behind him.


    And when he saw that bronze arrow, the one that nearly pierced his throat several feet away, his heart finally settled back into place, and a wave of relief washed over him, grateful he had survived the ordeal.


    That was close, nearly got seduced and then slaughtered by this crazy woman.


    Lucky I bet right!


    This really is the kind of mule that you need to stroke the right way, clearly responds better to soft tactics than hard ones.


    Luo En quietly observed Artemis''s gradually softening expression and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. His racing mind began to recall what he knew about the Goddess of the Hunt.


    She was a goddess of contradictory character, capable of both tender kindness and brutal vengeance.


    It was said that the queen of Thebes, Niobe, because she had given birth to seven sons and seven daughters, arrogantly mocked Leto for having only two children, Apollo and Artemis, even boasting her own father could dine with the gods and prevented the Thebans from worshiping Leto.


    Humiliated, Leto demanded that her son Apollo and daughter Artemis punish Niobe.


    In anger, Apollo and Artemis descended to the mortal world and killed Niobe''s seven sons and six daughters that she took so much pride in.


    When it came to Niobe''s youngest daughter, Artemis, feeling a twinge of mercy, stopped her hand and allowed Apollo to grant the child a long life.


    Another passage in the epic similarly confirmed Artemis''s contradictory nature.


    It was said that prior to the Trojan War, King Agamemnon killed a sacred stag of Artemis and bragged that his skills surpassed the goddess''s, provoking Artemis to create turbulent waves at sea, preventing the ships from sailing. She conveyed through an oracle that Agamemnon must sacrifice his daughter to calm her wrath.


    As the war turned against him, King Agamemnon eventually lit the pyre and led his daughter Iphigenia to the altar.


    However, a gust of wind blew through, and in an instant, Princess Iphigenia disappeared, replaced by a stag on the altar.


    In fact, Artemis had rescued the girl and appointed her as her own priestess, affording her a peaceful life in her temple.


    In conclusion, these two events sufficiently prove that although Artemis''s temperament was unpredictable, she was not cruel or bloodthirsty.


    In theory, as long as one could placate her, she would choose to forgive even grave mistakes.


    But the more one resisted, the likelier it was to trigger the goddess''s fury, leading her to take extreme measures.


    Therefore, Luo En had earlier chosen a strategic retreat, presenting himself as unfailingly loyal, considering every step from the perspective of the Goddess of the Hunt, even instructing Artemis on how to erase all traces of him.


    And the result was just as he had anticipated.


    Artemis not only gave up the chance to strike him down but also kept finding excuses to absolve him, the victim.


    Now, after an extended silence, the Goddess of the Hunt across from him bit her lip, seeming to have finally made up her mind, and waved at Luo En.


    "Forget it, you were trying to help me earlier, this has nothing to do with you, you can go..."


    Phew, I''m safe!


    Hearing her eased tone, Luo En, overjoyed to finally be extricated from this quagmire, instinctively opened his Magic Circle Diagram and quickly pulled out a clean set of clothes, put it on, and made ready to bolt.


    This woman is too dangerous. Just to be safe, I should first hide away at Hestia''s place to avoid the storm.


    However, just as Luo En was about to step out of the dense woods, his gaze inadvertently glanced back.


    The once proud Goddess of the Hunt was now curled up in the shadows untouched by sunlight, embracing her knees with both hands, biting her cherry lips until they bled, with her head deeply buried in front of her chest.


    ��Like a small bird shivering under the eaves as the storm approaches.


    "What would be the consequences of losing chastity?"


    Luo En, as if possessed, stopped in his tracks and turned to ask.


    Instantly, Artemis blushed with annoyance and anger.


    "It''s none of your business! Get lost!"


    However, facing the extremely hostile attitude of the Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En, who should have been eager to escape, instead stopped in his footsteps, turned back to the original spot, and after scrutinizing the figure under the shade of the trees for a moment, an incredulous look crossed his face as he solemnly began to speak.


    "You''re... afraid?"


    "Shut up!"


    In a flash, Artemis, like a mother cat whose tail has been stepped on, suddenly raised her head and roared, her fur bristling with rage.


    But the more angry she became, the more it failed to conceal the deep-seated fear that lay buried in those eyes that were fierce on the surface yet timid within.


    Almost immediately, Luo En guessed the answer.


    "Is it Zeus?"


    Upon hearing this name, Artemis''s body visibly trembled, and the conclusion was self-evident.


    Looking at the overreaction of the Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En suddenly recalled a legend.


    Among the nymph attendants of Artemis, there was a demigod named Callisto, daughter of King Lycaon, who had sworn to remain chaste since childhood.


    This mortal girl was unlike other nymphs, who loitered by streams all day, wandered through gardens, composing poetry, and dancing gracefully. She was always dressed for hunting, with a divine bow on her shoulder and a golden spear in her hand, following closely behind Artemis, chasing after wild beasts through the mountains and dense forests.


    Due to their common interests and passions, Callisto had won the favor of the Goddess of the Hunt, and the two were inseparable, like a pair of close twin sisters.


    However, one day, as Callisto was resting in the forest, she encountered the Divine King Zeus on a tour of the Mortal World. Upon seeing the beautiful Callisto, Zeus was stricken with desire, wanting to seduce the maiden and share her company.


    To achieve his goal, Zeus transformed into the likeness of Artemis to approach Callisto. Unaware of this deception, the delighted Callisto, seeing the goddess approaching, warmly welcomed her.


    It wasn''t until "Artemis" (Zeus) kissed her that she realized the person before her was not the goddess she had vowed to follow.


    But it was too late; her oath of chastity was defiled, and the divine authority of Artemis could no longer protect her safety.


    Thus, Callisto was forced into union with Zeus against her will and subsequently conceived a child.


    Not long after, Artemis discovered the secret and in a fit of rage, cast out the innocent Callisto...


    Let''s not discuss the rest of the story for now.


    But, "dressed for hunting, with a divine bow on the shoulder, and a golden spear in hand, ardently pursuing wild beasts in the mountains and dense forests..." These descriptions of Callisto''s attire and behavioral habits brought a strong sense of de?ja? vu to Luo En.


    Luo En looked towards the present, his gaze landing softly on the Goddess of the Hunt who sat with hands clasping her knees.


    Indeed, she was the very image of Artemis!


    And the reason Zeus targeted Callisto was probably more than just what it seemed.


    Perhaps, a substitute?


    Taking into account Artemis''s outraged response to expel Callisto, combined with his own understanding of the King of Olympus, the answers were self-evident.


    ��Zeus''s affection for his daughter Artemis wasn''t pure; it likely also contained an element of possession.


    And indeed, such incestuous behavior wasn''t unprecedented for the King of Olympus.


    The Queen of the Underworld Persephone, who subsequently gave birth to the God of Wine Dionysus in his previous life and the Goddess of Conspiracy Melinoe in two separate ordeals, serves as a living testament.


    Perhaps it was also for this reason that Artemis, having sensed this advance, swore an oath to Zeus, requesting that she become a virgin goddess, a guardian of chastity.


    Considering the attitudes of the mother Goddess Leto and the God of Light Apollo, along with the negative repercussions from sleeping with the Queen of the Underworld Persephone, Zeus agreed to his daughter Artemis''s plea to avoid having all three oppose him by siding with another faction.


    But all along, he never extinguished that covetous desire.


    The fate of the nymph Callisto serves as the best proof.


    And now, Artemis''s oath of chastity has also been broken...


    In that moment, contemplating all of this, Luo En couldn''t help but realize the gravity of the situation.

 Chapter 139 106: The Counterattack from the Daughter

    The sixth night.


    In a quiet inn within the City of Paphos, Cyprus Island.


    Artemis, with her silver hair and blue eyes, leaned by the window, her single hand propping up her cheek, and from time to time, she glanced outside through the partly concealed crack of the window lattice, almost with a longing look.


    As the crescent moon of the night sky climbed bit by bit to mid-heaven, the impatience in her eyes gradually intensified.


    Usually, at this time, he should have already returned. Why hasn''t he arrived yet this late?


    The Goddess of the Hunt grew somewhat restless, standing up from the chair and pacing back and forth inside the room, frowning more deeply with each step.


    Finally, after pacing dozens of rounds, the impatient Artemis could no longer endure and turned her head towards the tightly shut door.


    Just as she reached out to grasp the doorknob, the door creaked open, and a figure blending with the night slipped through the gap and into the room, narrowly avoiding a full embrace with Artemis, who was prepared to dash outside.


    However, as the flickering lamplight revealed the familiar face, the impatience and gloom on the Goddess of the Hunt''s face were swept away in an instant, her heart finally settling down to rest.


    "You''re back?"


    Artemis rushed forward, both her actions and tone revealing an obvious joy.


    Luo En nodded, then immediately closed the door, carefully checked the closures of the doors and windows, and set up several defensive and concealment spells before he finally spoke in a low voice to explain.


    "I got too close this time and was targeted by a few nymphs. Luckily, I reacted quickly and used the method you taught me to cover up my scent and divine presence. It was not until I had thrown them all off and taken a detour that I managed to come back."


    As he spoke, he handed over his coat.


    The Huntress naturally received it, thoroughly inspected it to confirm that there were no residual tracking scents and detection marks on this newly changed coat, before hanging it on the coat rack.


    Having smoothly completed these steps, Artemis then pulled Luo En over to the lamp-lit table, scrutinizing him carefully.


    "What about you? Are you okay?"


    "Don''t worry, running away is my specialty."


    Luo En smiled confidently, then opened up his Magic Circle Diagram and pulled out a lotus leaf-wrapped package, placing it on the table and tearing it open to release steaming heat.


    "Haven''t eaten yet, right? I saw a meat shop on the way, they make decent lamb chops. I brought some for you."


    With that, he pushed the opened lotus leaf package towards Artemis.


    The Goddess of the Hunt glanced at the steaming lamb chops and then at the face under the lamp, which bore a faint smile, pursed her lips, and silently took a seat by the window to start enjoying her dinner.


    The rich juice and the robust flavor of meat burst into her mouth, bringing a strong sensation of satisfaction.


    This meal seemed even more delicious than anything she had eaten before.


    "Eat slowly. If you like this flavor, I can bring more next time."


    Watching the Goddess of the Hunt eating heartily, without much elegance, Luo En was somewhat amused.


    "There''s no need; I was just simply hungry after waiting for you all day."


    Artemis shot back at Luo En across the table, swallowing the last piece of meat, then her expression turned serious.


    "Alright, let''s talk business."


    Luo En nodded, pulled up a chair, and sat down beside her. He then took out several pieces of parchment and papyrus, covered in characters, from his Magic Circle Diagram and spread them out on the table. Lowering his voice, he began to relay to Artemis what he had discovered while tracking the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite, in the last three days.


    First off, he had to admit, his great-grandmother was truly the Goddess of Sex and Love, rolling in the sheets with so many deities and demigods day after day, still fervent and insatiable.


    Even after draining so many lovers, she still had the energy to entice new pretty boys.


    Such fierce combat power and stamina left Luo En, who had been tailing her, dumbfounded and full of admiration.


    And after three days of investigation, Luo En found that her newly hooked pretty boy was none other than the Prince of Cyprus Island��Adonis.


    Speaking of this prince, his birth was just as extraordinary.


    It was said that Theias, the King of Cyprus, had an exceptionally beautiful daughter named Myrrha who remained unwed.


    Because she had fallen in love with her father, who was a handsome man.


    As she grew older, Myrrha increasingly struggled to suppress the raging fire of desire within her.


    Finally, one night, inspired by the God of Love, she disguised herself as a maid, extinguished the lights, and secretly met with her father.


    But the truth is hard to conceal, and after several secret trysts, the pregnant Myrrha''s figure grew fuller, and she was discovered by her father.


    When the King of Cyprus learned that his lover was his own daughter, the shame and anger made him want to kill his indecent child.


    Terrified, Myrrha ran away to save the child in her womb and her own life, and in a desperate moment, she sought help from the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite, and was subsequently turned into a myrrh tree.


    Her child was nurtured and grew within the tree and was born as the bark split open.


    This child, born with the taint of sin, was Prince Adonis.


    Seemingly inheriting his parents'' excellent genes, Adonis was exceedingly handsome from birth, and as he reached adulthood, he grew to a height of nine feet, with features as delicate and beautiful as flowers, making everything else in the world pale in comparison.


    Even this beauty drew the attention of Aphrodite of Olympus, the Goddess of Love and Beauty.


    In her desire to get close to and captivate this beautiful boy, Aphrodite learned of his passion for hunting and quietly left Mount Olympus to come to the forests of Cyprus Island, disguising herself as a huntress, keeping the young man company all day, and roaming with him through mountains and valleys.


    To such an extent she adored Adonis that the Goddess of Love herself followed the hunting dogs, exuberantly cheering, and chasing harmless animals, all to win the heart of the prince.


    Ultimately, her efforts paid off, and Aphrodite, with her beauty and charisma, wholly captured the affection of this handsome young man from Cyprus Island, and they spent a wonderful time together in the forests.


    Afterward, the Goddess of Love didn''t treat Adonis as she did her other lovers��used and then discarded��instead, she took time out now and then to come to Cyprus Island to have secret rendezvous with her lover.


    Even going so far as to secure for him the authority of the Spring Plant God, ensuring that this demigod ascended to become a deity, forever young.


    All this effort clearly showed how much the Goddess of Love cared for and liked her lover.


    "Tsk tsk, to give away divine powers just like that, she must truly be smitten. No wonder every time she leaves home, she deliberately lingers on Cyprus Island for a while��it turns out it''s to sneak in a tryst here."


    At this moment, Artemis, who had been quietly listening, suddenly understood, and her blue eyes shimmered with a hint of mockery as she shook her head and sighed.


    "Who would have thought this promiscuous woman could also have her moments of true feeling? And yet Ares and Hephaestus, fighting over her, have become two incompetent barking dogs, completely disgraceful."


    Luo En understood Artemis''s schadenfreude.


    After all, she had never gotten on well with Hera''s family and relished seeing them embarrassed.


    However, the Goddess of the Hunt soon realized something and looked puzzled across the room.


    "That said, even if we know these little secrets, what use are they for what we have to do next?"


    Luo En smiled faintly, his gaze deep as he looked out the window toward Cyprus Island.


    "Of course they''re useful, don''t you think the prince is a perfect entry point?"

 Chapter 140 107 Restraint Overwhelming Heaven, Special Attack Sun Immortal (Vote Request)

    Artemis was no fool.


    With just a little guidance from Luo En, the Goddess of the Hunt soon understood his intent.


    "Are you saying? Use Adonis to lure that woman away?"


    "Exactly!"


    Luo En nodded, spreading out a few terrain sketches on the table, and began to elaborate on the plan he had devised over the past two days.


    "First of all, from my observations, Adonis is a dedicated hunting enthusiast and his relationship with the King of Cyprus is not good, so he goes hunting outside the city every day to clear his mind.


    Secondly, perhaps as some sort of psychological compensation, every time Aphrodite seeks to seduce Adonis, she bathes in the Sacred Pool, which can restore her purity, to signify giving her entire body and soul to her lover.


    And there is a distance between Adonis''s usual hunting spot and the Sacred Pool that Aphrodite regularly visits.


    So, what do you think she will do if, when Aphrodite and The Three Graces are activating the Sacred Pool, Adonis just happens to encounter a life-threatening danger?"


    In an instant, Artemis''s eyes brightened, and she blurted out the answer.


    "She would immediately abandon her bath and rush back to save her little lover!"


    "Right, that''s your chance!"


    Luo En nodded approvingly, speaking in a grave tone.


    "As long as we lurk near the Sacred Pool in advance and wait for Aphrodite and The Three Graces to open it, then, when they are distracted, I will take the place of the God of Love and enter the Sacred Pool to complete the ritual, and our goal will be achieved!"


    Perfect!


    Artemis was thrilled to hear this highly feasible plan.


    However, she quickly realized the key issue and cast a deep look at the man across from her.


    "So, you''re going to make a move on Adonis?"


    Indeed, the idea was beautiful, and the plan''s feasibility was high.


    But the premise required someone to act against Adonis at the right moment to divert Aphrodite and The Three Graces.


    And with only two people involved, Artemis needed to hide near the Sacred Pool and wait for the right time, meaning the most dangerous part of the plan naturally fell onto Luo En himself.


    To this, Luo En nodded decisively, without any evasion, and seriously instructed.


    "Right, when the time comes, we''ll contact each other with spells, and you must send me a signal immediately."


    "No, that''s too dangerous!"


    With the opportunity so close, Artemis instinctively shook her head in objection.


    Luo En confidently patted his chest, reassuring her with a calm smile.


    "Don''t worry, Adonis is all show and no substance, and his authority as the god of vegetation in spring is not innate. He can''t utilize a deity''s combat power. Besides, due to his poor relationship with the King of Cyprus, he doesn''t have many followers with him, mostly ordinary soldiers from the palace. I should be able to deal with them."


    "And what about Aphrodite and The Three Graces?"


    Artemis looked at the man before her, voicing the critical question.


    As a woman, she knew all too well that sometimes her own sex, when enraged, can be even more fearsome than the opposite sex.


    If Aphrodite knew someone had attacked her lover, she would likely retaliate without holding back.


    Even the God of Love, not skilled in battle, was not someone a demigod could contend with.


    Moreover, there were The Three Graces who were never far from Aphrodite.


    "No problem, I''ll escape the blockade before they converge as quickly as possible..."


    Luo En paused for a moment, then looking at Artemis, he seriously instructed.


    "So, you need to be quick!"


    Even knowing the danger, he still had no intention of wavering or backing down.


    After all, when weighing one harm against another, he would rather provoke Aphrodite''s kept pretty boy than offer a reason to Zeus for an earlier demise.


    Artemis bit her lip and nodded lightly, ultimately not persisting in her attempt to dissuade him.


    Because she too understood that some things must be done by someone, or they can lead to even more severe consequences.


    Once the plan was confirmed, and after they simply communicated the Runes for contacting each other secretly, Luo En brought up another practical difficulty in executing the plan: "Although I''m confident I could defeat Adonis face-to-face after several probes, to create a sense of life-and-death crisis for him and lure Aphrodite here will be challenging."


    At this point, he couldn''t help but complain with a bit of a headache: "Deities inherently possess nearly immortal traits, and on top of that, Aphrodite, to keep her lover safe, endowed Adonis with divine vitality from the god of vegetation in spring..."


    After a brief pause, Luo En raised his head and looked at Artemis across from him, asking in a serious tone, "So, do you have any methods or items here that could be used against a deity? And I mean the kind that won''t easily give away your identity."


    The Goddess of the Hunt thought for a moment, her eyes lighting up: "Yes!"


    Immediately after, Artemis opened the Magic Circle Diagram and pulled out a shining piece of hide interwoven with red, blue, and black.


    The moment it was spread out on the table, a strong scent of blood assaulted their senses.


    Even from several meters away, Luo En could feel the ferocious aura that still lingered on it.


    That was a barbaric magic beast in the Forest of Carnage, one that devoured flesh and blood, gnawed on armor, and even dared to challenge dragons and deities with its head held high.


    Luo En reached out to touch the beast''s hide with its mane like steel needles and instinctively asked,


    "What is this?"


    "The ''Divine Punishment Magic Mane''��this is the fur of the first magic beast I hunted when I inherited the title of the Hunting God."


    As she spoke, Artemis''s eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, and her face was quite emotional.


    "It was a magic boar, very strong. Many demigods, dragons, and even nymphs died under its tusks. In order to eradicate this menace, I chased this creature for seven days and nights before finally killing it. I then skinned it completely, keeping its hide as the most memorable trophy in my arsenal."


    Luo En examined the entire skin of the magic boar before him, feeling its fierce aura that had not dissipated over time, and couldn''t help but be amazed.


    "No wonder, it feels just like it''s alive!"


    "No, it is alive!"


    Artemis''s startling words were followed by her flipping the fur to show Luo En, who looked on in surprise, the dense golden divine inscriptions on the underside, proudly displaying her masterpiece.


    "As the Goddess of the Hunt, it would have been a pity to let such a fine prey rot away with that pile of flesh, so I secretly used this hide as a medium, infused my authority into it, and imprinted it with its most valiant form. Whenever I wish, I can use this to call it back to the world to fight for me, to enact my will, to deliver my divine punishment!"


    Immediately afterward, the Goddess of the Hunt paused, then looked up at Luo En across from her and spoke solemnly.


    "Similarly, if you don this hide, you can also transform into its form, gain its strength, and then harm the deities!"


    Listening to Artemis''s narration, Luo En gazed silently at the spread-out magic boar''s fur, his thoughts drifting.


    Legend has it that King Oeneus of Calydon forgot to honor the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, during the harvest festival. In her anger, the goddess unleashed a gigantic magic boar on the fields of Calydon to destroy the crops and livestock.


    Eventually, it took the united efforts of the heroes from Greece''s city-states, summoned by Prince Meleager of Calydon, to hunt down the monster and kill it.


    Moreover, this was after Prince Meleager had prayed to the goddess Artemis for permission before setting out.


    From this, one can see just how formidable this creature''s combat power was.


    If I were to wear this thing, my War God divinity combined with Artemis''s Hunting God divinity might just enable me to pin down that pretty boy Adonis and beat him on the ground.


    Additionally, if my memory serves me right��


    ��His end was, in fact, being gored to death by a magic boar.


    They say that a specific counter can be greater than even the heavens, a special attack can bring down even the gods.


    Tsk tsk, Artemis pulling out this trick is indeed very apt.


    Thinking this, Luo En reached out to take the magic boar''s hide into his hands.


    However, Artemis held his wrist with a serious expression, earnestly warning,


    "Once you put it on, although you will gain its strength, your mind will also gradually be influenced by the ferocity of this magic beast. And if you use it for more than three hours, you might never change back to human form. Therefore, you must find me before that happens to help you detach from this hide!"


    Hearing Artemis''s warning, Luo En wasn''t surprised at all as he nodded inwardly.


    Such stringent conditions were normal; after all, the more powerful something or an item is, the stricter the limitations that come with it.


    Seeing the emergence of a bit of sternness and seriousness on the face across from him, Artemis hummed in satisfaction.


    "Of course, if you want to refuse..."


    But as Artemis paused, the magic boar''s hide was swiftly snatched away.


    Without the slightest hesitation, without a trace of wavering.


    "Three hours, right? I''ve got it. Come meet me according to the plan later, and I''ll wait for your rescue. Just make sure you''re not late."


    In a lighthearted voice, Luo En skillfully stuffed the magic boar''s hide into his opened Magic Circle Diagram.


    The Goddess of the Hunt, looking at her empty hands, was stunned for a good while before she regained her senses, glaring hatefully at the smiling face in front of her, her chest heaving with frustration, feeling somewhat frantic inside.


    Idiot! I meant for you to reconsider seriously! Not to make a choice right away!


    "Trust me, if we strictly follow the plan, everything will go smoothly."


    In her ear, a deep voice resounded, carrying a reassuring Magic Power.


    In the end, Artemis bit her lip and merely gave the man before her, with his confident and lofty air, a serious look, nodding her proud head.


    "Mhm..."


    Outside the window, the waxing moon hung high in the sky, its bright silver light pouring through the window and casting on the two figures in the bedroom, illuminating the intertwining silhouettes.


    As the main event came to an end, and night grew deeper, the two figures, engulfed by silence, spontaneously cast meaningful glances at each other.


    "Tonight?"


    "The last time!"


    Artemis, licking her moist lips, swore earnestly.


    After a moment, the lights were extinguished, and the familiar rustling sounds echoed once more in the darkness.

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    Early morning, in the City of Paphos on Cyprus Island.


    Brilliant sunlight pierced through the carved windows, illuminating the inside of the room, scattering across torn garments and disarray sprawled all the way to the big bed made of fragrant wood.


    With the shifting light and shadow, a graceful figure beneath the gauzy canopy yawned lazily, awakening leisurely as she stretched her jade arms and lifted the silk velvet quilt that barely concealed the glow of spring, revealing an ivory, flawless, perfect form.


    The remaining traces of red marks on her snow-white skin did not detract from the beauty of her stunning body; instead, they highlighted the mature charm of a figure nourished by love''s aftermath.


    Aphrodite, on the bed, let out a long yawn, her descending arm covering the abundance of her body as she rubbed a few tooth marks etched into her skin, with her enchanting eyes casting a reproachful glance outside the canopy.


    This adversary...


    However, as she caught sight of her little lover in front of the dressing mirror already dressed in a brand-new hunting outfit, the Goddess of Love immediately cast aside her morning laziness, quickly got out of bed, and took the handsome prince by the hand with a soft plea.


    "Adonis, my beloved, listen to me, please don''t go challenging those fierce beasts in the forest, okay? I''m really worried that the lion''s claws and the wolf''s sharp teeth will hurt you..."


    The handsome prince turned around upon hearing this, grasped his lover''s hand, and flashed a confident smile.


    "Don''t worry, they can''t hurt me. What game would you like? I''ll hunt it for you today!"


    "I don''t want anything, just that you stop risking yourself on adventures. Do you know I get nervous every time you leave? Please promise me, no more dangerous feats, okay?"


    Aphrodite shook her head, holding her chest, pouring out her worries to her lover with eyes brimming with heartfelt sorrow.


    Yet, Adonis simply smiled noncommittally with a laugh, released his lover''s hand, slung his war bow across his shoulder, and stood up to walk toward the door.


    "This time I''ll definitely hunt a big one for you, wait for me to come back!"


    Watching her lover''s figure fade into the distance, Aphrodite sighed heavily with a troubled expression on her stunning face, her persuasion in vain.


    She truly didn''t understand why these men always reveled in fighting and killing, challenging dangers, and conquering the impossible...


    Didn''t they know that someone was worrying for them day and night, eagerly awaiting their return home, longing for a comfortable and safe life...


    In truth, as the ancient Goddess of Love, she was all too familiar with the strife and slaughter among the gods and the cycle of life and death of mortals; she didn''t expect her beloved to become a hero.


    Just to stay quietly by her side was more than enough.


    Yet even such a small wish seemed beyond what fate would permit.


    The man she loved still yearned to prove himself in the characteristic manner of males, to his father, the king of Cyprus, and to her, the Goddess of Love.


    ��To prove his bravery, to prove he was worthy of her trust.


    Of course, it was not that she couldn''t use her authority to keep him at her side.


    But that would never be true love...


    Aphrodite sat alone in front of her dressing mirror, caressing her beautiful face that no one admired, and couldn''t help feeling a touch of sadness.


    Oh well, who made her fall for such a person.


    Quietly lamenting for a moment, Aphrodite glanced back at the muddy bedsheet and the striking patch of crimson at its center, her face immediately flushing with a hint of satisfaction and intoxication.


    Although unsure of what her young lover thought, there was no doubt that the love she gave him surpassed that given to anyone else.


    The Goddess of Love, with her refined makeup, smiled contentedly at her own reflection in the mirror, then as always, draped herself in light gossamer and stepped out of her room, summoning her chariot and her three Lesser Deities to prepare for tonight''s madness at her Sacred Pool.


    Upon their mistress''s call, a pair of pure white swans descended, pulling the golden chariot.


    Aglaea, the Radiant Goddess of The Three Graces, with Euphrosyne and Thalia, the spirits of encouragement and mirth respectively, in their elegant and flowing gowns and translucent wings woven with Divine Power at their back, took the chariot''s reins while the other two attended on either side, driving towards the shallow bay on the outskirts of the City of Paphos, like a beautiful comet streaking across the sky.


    In the bustling streets of the city, a figure blending in with the crowd glanced up at the comet, then, seeing as usual the handsome young man riding his warhorse at the head of a team rushing towards the hunting grounds outside the city, immediately pulled up their hood and stealthily followed.


    Meanwhile, in the wilderness far beyond the city, a blue-eyed female hunter with silver hair felt a faint resonance from the Hermes Script on the back of her hand, immediately spread out the topographical map, and comparing it with the swan chariot''s trajectory, she strode forward.


    Soon after, a stream of light touched the ground.


    Aphrodite stepped down from her swan chariot, crossed the forest path, and arrived in front of a white marble pool, beckoning the pure sea waters from the shallow bay outside Paphos, to fill the pool.


    Paphos in Cyprus was her Origin, for she was born from the foam of its nearby sea.


    Thus, this place was not only her sanctuary but also contained her Authority.


    The blessed sea water would wash away all her past anxieties, weariness, and signs of aging, allowing her to return to the youthful and radiant purity of her maidenhood.


    In Knossos, Nafplion, there was a similar sacred spring with like effects, although it could only be used for a short period in spring.


    That was a gift from Aphrodite to her mother-in-law, Hera, and it contained the Divinity of the Goddess of Love that could captivate men.

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    Therefore, at the beginning of every spring, Hera would undergo a baptism ritual to renew her chastity, in order to maintain the eternal bond of marriage with Zeus. During this time, Zeus would love only Hera, forsaking all other dalliances.


    It was this very gesture and the favoritism in her heart that allowed the queen of the heavens to turn a blind eye to the tangled affairs between her, Hephaestus, and Ares.


    The queen who governed marriage was vexed by her husband''s unfaithfulness.


    The Goddess of Love who yearned for affection lacked a romance of her own.


    Perchance there was no greater irony in the world than this.


    Aphrodite sneered and shook her head, then looked at her reflection in the Sacred Pool, blooming like a peach blossom, and couldn''t help but show a satisfied smile.


    However, she was happier than that woman now.


    At this moment, The Three Graces, who had arranged the chariot, stepped forward, sprinkling spices and petals into the Sacred Pool, chanting divine words, and activating the power of the pool to restore chastity.


    While waiting, Aphrodite suddenly furrowed her Dai Mei brows, covering her chest with her hand as her heart began to beat wildly for some unknown reason, and unprecedented panic and unease swirled and rose within her.


    ��It seemed as if something terrible was about to happen!


    Meanwhile, in the distant woods outside The City of Paphos.


    The handsome Prince Adonis was chasing an injured long-horned deer with his attendants.


    Seeing the beautiful prey driven into an open field with no escape, the handsome Prince on horseback immediately got excited, drew his bow, and aimed at the deer''s eyes.


    Good, he intended to gift the unblemished deer hide to his beloved.


    However, just as the Prince was about to release the fully drawn bowstring, the horse beneath him made a dull thud, neighed miserably, and flew backwards at high speed, followed by the crisp sound of shattering bones.


    Instantly, Adonis was thrown a long distance, crashing into the bushes nearby.


    Moments later, the Prince stood up among the startled cries of those around him, his gaze sweeping over the dying horse on the ground, the long-horned deer that had escaped amidst the chaos, and finally rested on the culprit of this crash.


    Previously empty ground now held a wild boar with mottled fur as massive as a small hill, panting heavily with eyes filled with brutal scarlet rage.


    "Damn it!"


    Seeing a promising hunt ruined by this monstrous beast, Adonis couldn''t help but erupt in anger, releasing the ready arrow in hand,


    "Thud!"


    The divine-powered arrow made a dull sound as it embedded in flesh.


    "Roar!"


    In an instant, the boar cried out in pain, charging towards the depths of the dense forest.


    "Damned beast, don''t think you can escape!"


    Enraged, Adonis naturally didn''t intend to let go, he immediately grabbed an attendant''s warhorse, mounted it, and sped after the direction in which the wild boar had fled.


    Though the monstrous creature was bulky, it moved through the forest like the wind.


    And its speed seemed to keep increasing, driven by its will to survive.


    Not wanting to lose track of it, Adonis clenched his teeth and infused divine power into his steed, recklessly pursuing close behind the wild boar.


    But his attendants, clearly not as powerful and determined as this Deity, were gradually left behind, their figures and cries fading into the jungle.


    However, Adonis didn''t mind, for compared to those laxly trained attendants that were just for show, he trusted more in the four-legged companions by his side.


    "Go! Don''t let it get away!"


    At their master''s command, four hunting dogs growled and sprang from the bushes, circling to the flank and snapping at the target.


    Well done!


    Seeing his hunting dogs block the wild boar''s escape route, Adonis, excited, drew his bow and prepared to deliver a fatal blow to the beast.


    "Thump thump thump!"


    However, accompanying the series of muffled sounds that set one''s teeth on edge, his carefully raised hunting dogs were heavily injured.


    Two had their heads trampled into mush, blood and brain matter painting the ground, their limbs twitching in the throes of death; another hang limp on the tusks, like dried meat swinging pitifully; the last one, benefiting from the sacrifice of its companions, had successfully leaped onto the boar and bit down fiercely.


    Yet, no matter how it clawed and gnawed, it could not leave a wound on the boar; in fact, it was the dog that was injured by the needle-like bristles all around, bleeding profusely.


    Meanwhile, the obstructed demonic pig stopped in its tracks, and a viscous crimson glow burst forth from within.


    "Bang!"


    In an instant, the dog still biting on the boar''s back was burst into a mist of blood and flesh as if crushed by an invisible hand.


    Seeing such a brutally bloody scene from a distance, Adonis shook, his pupils contracting.


    This was not a wild boar, but a demon pig coursing with Divine Blood!


    Watching the beast shaking off the dog''s corpse from its tusks and turning its mountainous body, a pair of blood-red eyes menacingly gazed at him.


    Prince Adonis felt a chill crawl up his spine, instinctively releasing the bowstring and shooting the poised arrow.


    Because of his love for hunting, his archery skills were quite refined, so even an instinctual shot managed to hit the target with ease.


    However, before Prince Adonis could rejoice, the divine force-imbued bronze arrow was surprisingly deflected by the boar''s bristles, and fell to the ground, powerless.

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    How could this be?


    Prince Adonis looked on in disbelief, astounded by the arrow lodged in the Magic Beast''s body.


    That just now...


    As if to answer the prince''s confusion, the Magic Beast shook its mane, effortlessly ejecting the arrow that had been embedded an inch deep into its flesh, along with the deformed arrowhead, which clinked as it fell to the ground.


    It did it on purpose!


    As this thought surfaced in his mind, Adonis involuntarily inhaled sharply, feeling a sense of foreboding. He immediately tightened the reins, attempting to turn the horse around to put some distance between himself and this ominous Magic Beast.


    But as he reacted, the Magic Beast was already moving its limbs, charging towards him like the wind.


    We''re in trouble!


    Watching the mountain-like monster charging towards him, Adonis felt his scalp tingle and immediately drew his long sword, holding it before him as Divine Power surged wildly within him.


    Crack!


    However, in just a moment of contact, the overwhelming and ferocious power burst forth like an avalanche, shattering his bronze long sword that was enveloped in Divine Power.


    Not only that, but Prince Adonis''s arm had also dislocated due to the inability to bear the brute recoil.


    The warhorse beneath him, smelling the intense scent of a high-end predator, could not help but step back in fright, causing Adonis to lose his grip on the reins and his body to lean backward.


    In that instant, the Magic Beast, like a seasoned swordsman, seized the opportunity. Its two saber-like fangs pierced into the horse''s belly, lifting the mount that was too late to escape and then slamming it heavily to the ground.


    Caught off guard, Adonis was crushed beneath the horse, thrown into complete disarray, and spat out a mouthful of golden blood that splattered across the bushes.


    This creature is so strong!


    After a series of setbacks, Adonis felt terror in his heart. Not daring to think too much, he quickly raised his hand to invoke the Divinity of Spring, attempting to mount a final resistance.


    Suddenly, the bushes drenched in Divine Blood sprouted and flourished, a mass of vines rapidly growing like serpents winding forward, entangling the limbs of the Magic Beast in an effort to halt the rampage of this ferocious creature.


    Furthermore, countless sharp thorns grew from the vines, aiming to pierce the skin of the Magic Beast and inject it with various effective plant toxins.


    But even the plants spurred by Divine Power were unable to stop the Magic Beast in its wild fury, nor could they penetrate its extraordinarily tough hide.


    In just a brief moment, the vines wrapped around it were uprooted.


    "Roar!"


    Free from its binds, the Magic Beast let out a muffled growl and then, without hesitation, moved its limbs, bared its fangs, and charged headlong towards Adonis, who was pinned under the corpse of his horse.


    Watching the approaching white glare aiming for his chest, Adonis''s eyes filled inexorably with fear and regret.


    He really should have heeded Aphrodite''s advice; he couldn''t conquer the forest, much less nature itself.


    "Stop!"


    Just as the desperate prince closed his eyes in the face of death, a frantic lamentation came from the distant sky, a sorrow so profound that it made every living being reluctant to cause further grief to the source of the sound.


    The Magic Beast''s ruthless gaze wavered, grew a bit confused, and then quickly regained its clarity.


    When its bloodshot pupils mirrored the approaching image of the Swan Chariot, like a meteor speeding across the sky, the Magic Beast shuddered, its ferocity instantly faded, and it immediately turned and dashed into the dense forest, leaving the half-dead Adonis behind.


    At that moment, the prince, having just narrowly escaped death, watched as the Magic Beast fled, somewhat dumbfounded.


    Why did this beast seem like a person?


    As the handsome prince felt confused, a beautiful figure leaped down from the Swan Chariot, barefoot across the ground full of divinely infused vines, leaving behind traces of blood from thorn wounds, and rushed to his side in a panic, embracing his head into her bosom and asking anxiously.


    "Adonis, my beloved, are you alright? Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Let me see quickly!"


    Aphrodite repeatedly checked her lover in her arms, feeling a wave of fear.


    Fortunately, when she had granted Adonis the Plant Authority of Spring, she had also, just in case, added a drop of her Divine Blood, enabling her to monitor his condition at all times through her senses, preventing her hero-aspiring lover from encountering any accidents.


    And she was right to worry.


    Her beloved almost died in her arms.


    The Three Graces, who accompanied her, seeing the situation, tactfully chose not to disturb their mistress as she comforted her lover, instead opting to follow the traces and scents left at the scene and to pursue the perpetrator of this heinous act.


    After worrying for a while and confirming that her lover was still alive, Aphrodite finally began to calm down somewhat.


    But seeing Adonis with multiple fractures all over his body, her heart ached, and she grew angry.


    "Who? Who did this!"


    Logically, even if there were Magic Beasts in the forest, they shouldn''t be able to cause such severe injury to a deity.


    Similarly, Adonis also realized the anomaly, furrowing his brow in confusion.


    "It was a Magic Beast, covered in a strange red glow, like blood..."


    A red glow? A glow like blood?


    Aphrodite pondered briefly, and suddenly, as if realizing something, her stunning face turned ashen.


    Not long after, The Three Graces returned from their pursuit empty-handed, their faces flushed with embarrassment as they reported back to their mistress.

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    "We were about to catch up when that thing jumped into the water and disappeared,"


    "Didn''t you go after it?" Aphrodite was somewhat displeased.


    "We did, but there seems to be an underground river connected there, with water channels stretching in all directions; we had no idea where it could flow to,"


    The Three Graces explained gravely, and then added with a strange look on their faces.


    "That pig, it not only swims, but it seems it can even dive..."


    Aphrodite raised her eyebrows, a chilly smile emerging on her stunning face.


    "Pigs can''t dive, but some things can!"


    The Graces looked at each other, seemingly having realized something, and then tentatively sought confirmation from their mistress.


    "Are you saying..."


    Without directly answering, Aphrodite gently picked up the wounded Adonis onto the Swan Chariot, and signalled to her attendants to take him away, then lifted her head and looked towards the distant sacred mountain in the clouds, the grinding of her silver teeth producing a gritty sound.


    "Let''s go, back to Olympus with me!"


    Seeing their mistress''s gloomy face, the Three Graces couldn''t help feeling a shiver in their hearts.


    This time, she was probably truly enraged.


    Meanwhile, somewhere deep in a mountain pool, water splashed furiously, and a robust Magic Beast leaped onto the bank, panting heavily, its eyes filled with bloodred veins. Intense bloodlust and brutal aura were nearly bursting forth from within.


    The ferocious beast looked at its reflection in the water as if regaining a moment of clarity, then bit at its own skin, trying to tear it off.


    However, the intense pain and the stubborn adhesion forced it to whimper and let go reluctantly.


    It couldn''t manage on its own; it had to get to the sea quickly!


    Underneath the pigskin, Luo En bit the tip of his tongue, striving to maintain a sliver of clarity and dashed towards the prearranged rendezvous point.


    But as he pushed his speed to the limit, the Magic Beast''s savage nature and warlike Divinity''s instinct for slaughter also accumulated, blurring his consciousness.


    Although the early stages of the plan had gone smoothly, he hadn''t expected Aphrodite to return so quickly.


    She had hurried over almost as soon as Adonis was in danger.


    Luckily, when the Goddess of Love reached the scene, she was preoccupied with taking care of her half-dead darling, leaving the pursuit to the Three Graces.


    This gave him the chance to jump into the water according to the retreat plan he had prepared early, and using the complicated underwater passages along with the protection from the sea, he managed to slip away successfully.


    Yet, even so, to shake off the Three Graces completely, he had expended a great deal of time.


    By the time those fearsome auras fully dissipated and he emerged from the water, there wasn''t much time left from his three-hour transformation limit.


    Now, he could only pray that everything went smoothly for Artemis, that he could catch up and meet the Goddess of the Hunt in time.


    As such thoughts raced through his mind, Luo En hurried towards the coast where the crossing boat lay hidden.


    With each passing second, the vicious beast''s eyes were gradually filled with bloodred streaks.


    Finally, as Luo En could scarcely distinguish whether he was human or a Magic Beast, the shimmering shallows came into view.


    And there on the pristine white sand, a tall and athletic huntress was pacing back and forth.


    As he drew nearer, the beautiful young girl''s face brightened with a relieved smile, and she opened her arms, rushing forward swiftly.


    Luo En took a deep breath, unable to help but hasten his pace.


    Because she smelled so good...


    The robust Magic Pig burst out of the dense forest like a heavy tank, the scarlet bloodlust rising like blazing flames, and its sharp fangs gleaming with a chilling light.


    Watching the figure accelerating towards her, the huntress on the sand beamed with a radiant smile, her arms spread wide; one arm then dropped, while the other was raised high.


    Then...


    "Bang!"


    An enormous boom echoed across the beach, and the mountainous beast fell thunderously to the ground, a huge swelling blister emanating steam quickly rising on the Magic Pig''s head.

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    Olympus, a golden stream of light hit the ground, and the furious cursing echoed above the square.


    "Ares, get out here~!"


    The chief deities who were discussing matters in the Great Temple couldn''t help but look outside following the sound, only to see Aphrodite, the God of Love with a murderous face, storming into the War God''s temple. She dragged Ares, her former lover, out and scratched and clawed at his still handsome face, crying and cursing.


    "How dare you lay a finger on my beloved Adonis! You bloodthirsty brute!"


    "What are you talking about? It wasn''t me, I didn''t!"


    As he watched his lover''s tearful appearance, a bewildered Ares instinctively opened his mouth to defend himself, trying to dissociate himself from the incident that had enraged Aphrodite.


    "Wait, Adonis? Your beloved?"


    However, his slow-reacting nerves finally caught up, and he glared at the crying Aphrodite, bursting with rage.


    "How dare you keep a new boy toy behind my back!"


    "So what if I did? He and I are truly in love!"


    Aphrodite stood tall, fearlessly meeting the furious gaze of the War God, her look one of disdain.


    "You''re no match for me; am I not allowed to find true love elsewhere?"


    "...!"


    In an instant, Ares, intermittently weak, was struck where it hurt most. His face turned crimson with anger, and in his rage, he raised his right hand high.


    "What, you want to hit me? Go ahead, do you dare?"


    Aphrodite gave Ares a sidelong glance and sneered arrogantly.


    "Lay a hand on me, and you can forget about ever being in my bed again!"


    "..."


    Ridiculed and threatened, Ares was trembling with anger, but that raised right hand, facing the delicate face in front of him, just could not come down no matter what.


    He still couldn''t bear to give up this tender harbor.


    In the end, Ares furiously let his arm drop, his face filled with deep-seated fury as he issued a helpless roar.


    "Adonis, huh! I will chop up that bastard sooner or later!"


    "Cut the nonsense, haven''t you just done that? If I hadn''t arrived in time, my beloved Adonis would have fallen victim to your cruelty!"


    As the God of Love angrily accused Ares, the recollection of that dangerous moment caused her to clutch her heaving chest with fear, her eyes filled with worry for her lover.


    Ares, overcome with jealousy, felt his blood rush to his head as an intense red glow enveloped him, and he drew the Sword of the War God in an uncontrollable fury, cursing angrily.


    "Yes, I did it, so what? That bastard is still alive? Perfect! Where is he hiding? I''ll go down and slaughter him myself!"


    Hearing the perpetrator''s own confession, and his insistence on committing further violence, Aphrodite, enraged, fearlessly rushed forward to tangle with Ares.


    "I knew it; it was you who did it, you bastard! I''ll fight you!"


    "Arrgh... you... I will kill that pretty boy!"


    The War God, his face swiftly marked with fresh scratches, avoided his lover''s flailing nails while furiously vowing how he would deal with his fair-faced rival.


    For instance, castrate him, grind him into mincemeat, or have him trampled into pulp by warhorses...


    And there was letting him be gored to death by a wild boar...


    Hearing these words, Aphrodite was even more certain of the real culprit and furiously lashed out at her former lover.


    While the tangle between the two chief gods was still unresolved, from the temple of fire and forging came an explosive sound and thick smoke billowed upwards.


    At the same time, Hephaestus, his eyes bloodshot, hobbled out, heading straight for the couple with a large forge hammer in hand.


    "Harlot! There are several lovers at home you don''t even know of, and here you are, boldly keeping men on the side!"


    Seeing the real victim appear, both Ares and Aphrodite''s faces changed abruptly. They ceased bickering over the previous act of violence and hurriedly fled with their heads in their hands.


    Because of his impaired mobility, Hephaestus trailed behind but doggedly pursued the fleeing couple across the square, his eyes red with anger as he cursed.


    "You two stop right there; I am far from done with you!"


    However, Ares and Aphrodite, knowing their guilt, ran even faster at these words, heading straight for the Great Temple to hide.


    In the meantime, Hermes, Poseidon, and several other deities and demigods, also feeling guilty, discreetly moved behind pillars, attempting to avoid Aphrodite''s searching gaze as she looked for a place to hide.


    Athena, watching from the side, casually counted and noted that at least half were involved.


    Among them were not just human figures but also half-human and non-human...


    It was apparent that the God of Love had a very broad circle of friends and interests.


    At this moment, Zeus, seated on his throne, watched this domestic drama unfold, his face turning as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, above the Sea of Okeanos.


    With a painful groan, Luo En slowly came to on the deck, struggling to open his heavy eyelids.


    As he saw the sky mostly blocked overhead, and the two "mountains" rocking up and down with the rolling waves, he let out a sigh of relief.


    Hm, safe at last...


    But no sooner had he relaxed his tense nerves than a tidal wave of pain swept over him.


    Luo En looked at his body, red as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, and touched the large bump on the back of his head, hoarsely asking.


    "What''s this... what happened to me?"


    "Aftereffects of the transformation."


    Artemis said offhandedly, her eyes flickering slightly to one side.


    "Really? It does seem quite serious..."


    Luo En mumbled hazily, then tilted his wrinkled head to the side, choosing a more comfortable position to lie down on Artemis''s outstretched legs, looking through the gap between two peaks at the youthful and innocent Goddess of the Hunt.


    "Did it work?"


    "Mm..."


    Artemis nodded gently, a smile blooming on her beautiful face as soft as flowers, her tender gaze falling on the man''s face before her knees, as if she were admiring a precious treasure.


    That''s good.


    Hearing this conclusive response, Luo En sighed with relief and slowly closed his eyes to rest for a moment. Only when the pain in his body and the dizzy feeling in the back of his head gradually subsided did he reluctantly rise from the knees of the moon goddess.


    Night fell, and a bright full moon leapt up from the sea, slowly ascending.


    "The moon tonight is so full."


    "Yes..."


    Murmuring to each other, the two exchanged glances, and an air of regret crossed both pairs of eyes simultaneously.


    Even so, an ambiance of unmistakable ambiguity was growing uncontrollably between them.


    Seeing them drawing closer, the clearly more rational and lucid Luo En immediately stepped back and interjected.


    "Don''t mess around! Your safety is more important. And I don''t want to be turned into a wild boar again..."


    Artemis bit her red lips and spoke hesitantly.


    "Actually, I got something else from Aphrodite''s Sacred Pool..."


    "Hm?"


    "I secretly absorbed and solidified the Power of the God of Love in my body..."


    "What do you mean?"


    Under Luo En''s confused gaze, the Goddess of the Hunt no longer concealed her intent, her eyes shimmering as she lowered her voice to explain.


    "It means, I can use that Power of the God of Love to rejuvenate my body, regaining my purity."


    Instantly, Luo En''s eyes brightened, eager anticipation sparkling within them.


    "But it can only be used once every full moon..."


    At this, Luo En''s emotions surged, and the excitement on his face immediately collapsed.


    Alright, what''s cleansed today stays cleansed today, and one portion''s power refreshes just for one day.


    That''s more like it. Otherwise, wouldn''t the Power of the God of Love be too overpowered?


    Luo En comforted himself while earnestly asking.


    "There''re no traces left, right?"


    "Yes, as you taught me, I left some doe footprints nearby."


    Artemis raised her head and replied truthfully.


    That''s good.


    Luo En nodded, his last bit of worry also evaporating.


    Then he stretched his sore limbs and with what strength he could muster, pointed towards the cabin.


    "Tonight you sleep inside, and I''ll stand watch outside..."


    Artemis nodded subconsciously but had taken only a few steps forward before turning to look back at Luo En, hesitantly speaking again.


    "If you really want to..."


    "No, it''s too risky."


    Luo En rolled his eyes at this "virgin goddess" who, in some respects, was even more proactive than he, and reminded her irritably.


    "If we mess around now, what will we do for the next thirty days?"


    "..."


    "For the sake of your safety, we should at least wait till the next full moon night..."


    "But..."


    Artemis seemed torn. She didn''t want to plunge both of them into danger, yet she didn''t want to disappoint the man who had just risked his life for her.


    The more he showed concern, the more she couldn''t bear it.


    Realizing the turmoil in the goddess''s heart, Luo En spoke as if casually.


    "Actually, if you really want to do it, it''s not impossible. We have other options..."


    Huh?


    At the sound, Artemis looked up, puzzled.


    Luo En gazed deeply at the lovely face under the moonlight, the lush lips, and the shapely posterior as his Adam''s apple bobbed.

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    The sea''s azure waves undulated, and a small boat sped along with the wind.


    The newborn sunlight pierced into the cabin, waking Luo En from his slumber, who, feeling something, bowed his head to look towards the bulging, wriggling blanket, unintentionally drawing in the cold morning air that filled the cabin.


    Hiss~!


    With a deep inhale, a lovely visage buried under the blanket emerged, tilting upward as it gracefully moved its throat in a swallowing motion, then twirled its pink tongue to erase the marks left on its lips, finally breaking into a faint smile on that sublime face.


    "Awake?"


    "No need for such greetings this early in the morning, right?"


    Luo En nodded, his gaze towards the Goddess of the Hunt in his arms revealing a hint of helplessness.


    Artemis blinked her bright eyes, smiling nonchalantly, "You like it this way, don''t you?"


    As she spoke, that gorgeous face slightly lowered once more, blending innocence and allure, sacredness and insanity, emanating the unique charisma of the moon goddess.


    "Let''s rest for now; we''re almost there."


    Luo En quickly pressed down Artemis''s drooping shoulder, reminding her with helplessness.


    Upon hearing the advice and seeing the brightly lit sky outside the window, Artemis sullenly conceded and got out from under the blanket.


    Recalling the ludicrous past three days and nights of the return journey, as well as the various thrills from continuous attempts and bold breakthroughs, the fanciful thoughts Luo En had just suppressed began to surge again.


    But soon, he shook his head, forcibly scattering all unwarranted thoughts.


    Truth be told, Luo En now somewhat regretted imparting his eclectic knowledge to this once pure and chaste virgin goddess.


    It wasn''t that Artemis was unwilling to try and cooperate.


    On the contrary, the Goddess of the Hunt, with her intense competitive spirit and curiosity, not only learned various skills quickly but also tirelessly applied them on her teacher.


    After such toil, facing the energetic and physically robust goddess, even Luo En, with a robust divine body and the War God''s divinity, began to grow increasingly haggard.


    Indeed, acquiring some practical authority was necessary, or else he would be drained dry sooner or later.


    It seemed like a good idea to find an opportunity to fleece his great-grandmother''s wool...


    While Luo En muttered to himself, his gaze flickered with deep thought.


    If he remembered correctly, in some versions of Greek mythology, The Three Graces, originally under Aphrodite''s command, were counted among the God of Wine Dionysus''s lesser deities, or seen as the combined product of both the God of Wine''s and God of Love''s divinities.


    Because in a way, these three goddesses personified human desires, the embodiment of life, and the joy that life brings to people.


    Thus, they not only represented love and desire but also games and all irrational behaviors.


    Like the freedom unleashed after a bout of drinking, the unlocking of constraints when drunk, and so on...


    Adding to that, the God of Love''s blood that was flowing within him...


    All in all, if he had the chance in the future, it wouldn''t hurt to show his great-grandmother who''s boss, by incorporating The Three Graces into his own God of Wine system and taking over the family business seamlessly.


    On one hand, this would weaken the God of Love''s own authority; on the other, it would ensure he wasn''t caught off guard by powers of love and desire.


    Besides, other chief gods had plenty of authorities he needed for building his own godly power system:


    For example, wine belonging to the domain of household and food, Hestia, as the first candidate for fleece-plucking, could not escape;


    The grape and other raw materials needed for winemaking, the Agriculture God Demeter''s plant divinity must be exploited;


    The wildness and conflict brought by drinking, providing courage and bloodiness, matched well with War God Ares''s war divinity��a great-grandfather worth getting closer to;


    Wine is the medium of desire, after wooing The Three Graces from the God of Love Aphrodite''s side, perhaps more wool could be fleeced;


    Wine was also regarded as a type of medicament, so maybe a bit of Medicine God Apollo''s medicinal authority could be shared? It just so happened that his son, the future god of medicine, didn''t get along with him, making him a prime candidate to be persuaded to join as a lesser deity...


    Gradually, the more Luo En thought about it, the wider his thoughts became, and he realized that these relatives seemed like untapped treasures waiting to be exploited once he ascended to godhood.


    Indeed, in the Age of Greek Gods, to rise in rank, striking old comrades and plundering the coins of forebears was the most reliable path.


    Mm, an excellent family tradition not to be missed!


    Luo En nodded excitedly to himself while using his reason to rein in the fervent ambition that wished to plunder all his family''s wealth in one go.


    Although the idea was good, one must eat bit by bit, and walk step by step.


    So, the most pressing matter right now was to properly complete the steps to godhood on Crete Island.


    After going over his plans, Luo En stood up from the cabin and walked leisurely onto the deck.


    Artemis, who had come out before him, was now rinsing her mouth with a water skin filled with fruit liquor at the side of the rail.


    Luo En watched the Goddess of the Hunt''s furrowed brow, his gaze slightly shifting.


    Many techniques he taught were likely top-notch experiences for males.


    But for the other half, they probably weren''t as pleasant.


    The reason Artemis had done all of it, and done it exceptionally well, was merely to please him, the person who had led her out of predicament.


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    Unlike Athena''s self-restraint and elegance, Hestia''s simplicity and naivety, Artemis''s emotions were passionate and wild.


    Even though she had sworn an oath of chastity to Zeus, it wasn''t that she didn''t yearn for love; it was just a way to protect herself.


    Once someone broke through this barrier and entered her heart,


    then the years of passion she had accumulated as the Goddess of the Hunt would be released without reservation.


    On this journey, Luo En had already enjoyed that fiery passion more than once,


    but the problem was, what to do next?


    The love of a goddess can be very heavy...


    In a daze, Luo En seemed to already vaguely see the terrifying scene of the hunting goddess sharpening her kindling knife under the moonlight, waiting at his doorstep.


    "Have you considered becoming my lesser deity?"


    Unaware, the ship had already docked, and the sudden question caught the distracted Luo En by surprise.


    Seeing Luo En''s startled reaction, Artemis at the shore instantly went from hopeful to disappointed, her expression turning sour.


    "No good?"


    As gloom seemed to gather on the face of the Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En hurried to explain.


    "Well, I can''t leave Crete Island just yet..."


    "Is it because of Athena?"


    "...?"


    In an instant, a huge question mark popped up in Luo En''s mind.


    "She wants to keep you too? To make you her lesser deity?"


    "...!"


    How could she guess so accurately? Luo En was surprised.


    "I knew she wasn''t helping you out of kindness from the start!"


    At that moment, Artemis frowned and scoffed, not hesitating to judge another virgin goddess who stood at the same rank.


    "This woman always looks as if she''s considering others, but isn''t it mostly self-serving in the end? With a little bit of kindness, she thinks she can have people eating out of her hand, firmly tied to her chariot and toiling for her, just like Hephaestus, who''s completely devoted to her!"


    Without waiting for a reply, the astute huntress grabbed Luo En''s hand, showing an understanding demeanor.


    "Don''t worry, I understand, and I won''t make it difficult for you right now..."


    Looking at Artemis, who was now gazing at him with deep affection, Luo En''s mouth slightly agape,


    Actually, I was going to say, I need to use the population and territory of Crete Island to achieve divinity...


    And besides, if I were to woo anyone, it would be Hestia...


    "Err..."


    "Don''t make excuses for her, listen to me, you need to be more careful, and don''t get fooled by such a bad woman!"


    Artemis immediately interrupted Luo En''s attempts to defend himself, seriously warning him, before giving the man in front of her a big hug, her voice filled with comfort.


    "Whatever you owe her, I can repay it on your behalf..."


    Hearing that gentle whisper, Luo En''s expression grew more complicated, unable to help but speak up again.


    "Err..."


    "Just wait a little longer, I''ll find an opportunity to snatch you back from her!"


    Artemis vowed confidently, then blew a whistle to summon a golden chariot drawn by twin-horned deer. She leaped onto the chariot, waved goodbye to Luo En with flair, and headed straight for the clouds toward Olympus.


    She had been away for over three months and had to return, lest the Father God began to suspect something.


    Watching the figure in the sky grow distant, Luo En, who had not completed a single sentence from beginning to end, felt waves of apprehension.


    He seemed to have inadvertently framed Athena.


    "She''s gone now; how much longer do you intend to pine for her?"


    Just as Luo En was looking up into the distance, a teasing mockery came from behind the dense forest.


    In an instant, the already guilty Luo En shuddered, fine beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead as he instinctively turned around to explain.


    "Bang!"


    However, before he could speak, a powerful impact struck his chest, accompanied by a bone-shaking quiver, knocking him to the ground with force.


    Taken by surprise, Luo En saw only darkness as he was slammed onto the beach in a sprawl, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.


    Struggling to open his eyelids, he saw a hint of purple hair hanging over his chest. First, the victim heaved a sigh of relief, then gave the culprit of the collision a reproachful look.


    "Are you trying to kill me, Anna..."


    At this moment, the 1.4-meter-tall girl who used to follow him around seeking food and drink had shot up to over 1.7 meters, her beautiful purple hair draping over her shoulders and chest, accentuating her delicate collarbones and curvaceous contours.


    And in her eyes, the youthful naivety had been replaced by a mature charm. The potent and pure divinity of the snake exuded a mystique, coldness, and allure that unwittingly drew one into its seduction, prompting a voluntary stretch of the neck, eager for the blade.


    This was Little Medusa after absorbing a great deal of Keto''s divinity and entering adulthood.


    "Sorry, sorry, I was just so happy to see you back."


    The Medusa who had knocked down Luo En quickly sat up and explained with some embarrassment, her aloof voice not quite containing the shyness inherent from the past.


    But seeing the sky obscured and the face that was astonishingly beautiful before him, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, his voice coming out hoarse.


    "Maybe you could get up first and let me catch my breath..."


    While speaking, Luo En''s gaze landed on the round thighs clamped around his waist, and the firm buttocks pressing against his abdomen continued to impart their surprising elasticity.


    Legend had it that Medusa possessed a beauty that could rival Athena''s.


    Furthermore, as the embodiment of the snake''s divinity, she had not only a terrifying venom but also an inherent charm that could captivate hearts.

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    After tasting the delicious marrow for a while, Luo En couldn''t stand this kind of torture anymore.


    "You don''t like it?"


    Seeing someone''s agonizing look, a wave of disappointment suddenly washed over Medusa''s beautiful face as she mumbled under her breath.


    "My sisters lied to me again..."


    In the meantime, Medusa got up from Luo En''s body, and the rich Gorgon divinity retracted back into her.


    Suddenly, the tall, leggy, voluptuously shaped beauty began to shrink drastically, reverting back to a four-foot-nine loli figure, returning to the familiar form once known.


    Luo En watched this earth-shattering transformation with a sense of inexplicable loss.


    Gone, long legs, 36D, cold beauty, all gone...


    At the same time, a pretentious conversation came from the dense forest ahead.


    "Hey hey, Luo En, my dear, do you like my new look?"


    "Don''t like it, too tall, too ugly."


    "Hate it, how about now?"


    "That''s better, small, fragrant, soft, still so cute..."


    Under the shade of trees, Stheno and Euryale, like twin sisters, walked towards each other with entwined fingers, as if gazing deeply into each other''s eyes in a mirror, their lips just inches apart, emitting heartfelt praises and simulated sounds of passionate kissing.


    "You''re truly beautiful, mwah!"


    "So are you, mwah!"


    Immediately after, unable to contain themselves any longer, Stheno and Euryale looked at the successfully executed prank on the beach and burst into unrestrained laughter.


    "Silly Medusa, she actually believed it! Who would like that tall, huge look?"


    "Hehe, she believes whatever we say, just as dumb as before."


    Under the public trial-esque ridicule from her sisters, Little Medusa, already self-conscious about her height and figure due to long-term PUA, blushed furiously, almost unable to show her face.


    At this moment, as another concerned party, Luo En had his face lined with dark streaks, his right hand itching uncontrollably.


    After all this time, it turned out these two little she-devils were ambushing him.


    He almost thought he had just wronged Athena and was now facing the real deal.


    Seeing Little Medusa losing confidence under the oppression of her two unscrupulous sisters, virtually wanting to bury her head in the ground, Luo En immediately stood up, took the little girl''s hand decisively, and commanded with a cold snort.


    "Change back!"


    Although confused, Little Medusa, out of trust, still repressed her embarrassment, activated her Gorgon divinity, and revealed her mature form once more.


    Seeing the tall, leggy beauty reappear before him, Luo En''s previously furrowed brows finally relaxed, he scrutinized her carefully, his eyes showing pure appreciation as he sincerely complimented.


    "Anna, you look really pretty when you grow up."


    Feeling the sincerity in those words, the disheartened Medusa finally regained some confidence, lifted her stunning face, and beamed a radiant smile at Luo En.


    "Has this guy gone blind? What''s so good-looking about that?"


    "So fat and tall, with such big lumps on her chest!"


    "We are clearly cuter!"


    "Exactly, everyone who sees us says so!"


    Hearing such unconventional, deluded nonsense, Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but retort.


    At this point, Luo En, having had enough, turned around, took a deep breath, and erupted with astonishing fighting spirit for the sake of countless fellow men''s freedom of taste.


    "Shut up, you two ironing boards with no chests and no butts!"


    "Both of you together aren''t even as tall as three loaves of bread, what do you know about aesthetics?"


    "At least the horizon has some undulations; your flatlands can''t even hide a fly!"


    The barrage of sharp mockery left the Gorgon Sisters, who were usually only capable of baring their teeth at the family dog, completely dumbfounded.


    They had always been the center of attention, with the charm of their Gorgon divinity leading countless bystanders to fall over themselves in admiration. They had never been humiliated like this before.


    "Excuse me, don''t block the way."


    Luo En, holding Medusa beside him, deliberately walked between the stunned Stheno and Euryale, then paused deliberately, turned back with a pitiful look in his eyes, and offered heartfelt advice.


    "Take my advice, you malnourished bean sprouts, better not to go out at night, lest someone bumps into you, thinks they hit a steel plate, and goes home. Just wash up and go to sleep early."


    Finally, after a series of mental attacks and verbal insults, the two Medusas, who were vaguely realizing something, were so angry they trembled, their faces went red with rage, and they rushed forward, arms flailing and teeth grinding.


    "Don''t think you can run!"


    "Beat him up!"


    Luo En turned around and smiled slightly, cupped his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice, and shouted for help towards Knossos City.


    "Heiya, there''s a snake assaulting people, are you going to do something about it?!"


    Instantly, the furious Stheno and Euryale froze in place, their faces turning pale as they saw a black-haired goddess approaching them with a whip in stride.

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    In Knossos City, Hestia and Medusa each clung to one of Luo En''s arms as the trio walked along, laughing and talking about their recent experiences and the changes around them.


    Meanwhile, the two formerly haughty criminal serpents ahead hung their heads low, wiping tears from their eyes and sucking in cold air. Under the dread might of the Goddess of the Hearth behind them, they supported each other, limping towards the door of their home.


    As soon as everyone crossed the threshold, the door behind them closed automatically with the flow of air, and a gentle inquiry reached their ears,


    "Back already?"


    At the same time, a bright hearth fire ignited within the home, and a silver-haired, purple-eyed goddess sat elegantly in the living room, her smile warm and radiant.


    "It seems you all had a great time..."


    The gaze as brilliant as stars swept over everyone; Stheno and Euryale, at the front, felt an inexplicable tingling in their scalps. Carefully shifting their feet, following their serpent-like instincts, they receded into a dark little corner.


    Hestia, Medusa, and Luo En behind also gave a shudder, subconsciously releasing each other''s intimately linked arms.


    Sensing the subtle change in atmosphere, Luo En braced himself and approached Athena in the living room, squeezing out a smile on his face.


    "Is the Olympus matter settled?"


    "Fortunately, Poseidon relented for some reason, so it''s temporarily concluded," Athena replied softly with a smile, then stopped delving into that subject. Instead, she flipped through a crumpled note on the table with interest.


    Recognizing the familiar handwriting, Luo En''s eyelid twitched.


    This was the very note he had entrusted to the Golden Hound for Hestia before he and Artemis set out to sea.


    The simple and gullible homebody beside him might be easily bamboozled, but getting past Athena was a different story.


    It was possible that the Goddess of Wisdom with a mind full of tricks would detect some clue or another.


    At that thought, Luo En broke out in a fine sweat on his forehead.


    The living room fell into deathly silence once more, the eerie quiet spreading, like an invisible swamp pulling everyone down.


    Eventually, it was uncertain whether the prolonged silence lasted a second or a year.


    Athena set aside the note, which she had inspected inside and out about seventeen or eighteen times, and lifted her smile-brimming face. She seemed casually to initiate conversation.


    "Looks like you got along quite well with Artemis during this time."


    "Wasn''t that your advice? For safety''s sake, you had me stick by her side..."


    Luo En with eyes on his nose and nose on his heart, recited in a flat tone, trying to appear as if he was merely following orders, unwilling to take any blame.


    Athena chuckled, lowering her arm, and caressed the head of a dog peeking out from under the table with her long, crystal-clear fingers.


    "So in the end, even without bringing along this Golden Hound, she would have protected you? Hmm, seems like you''ve done a splendid job."


    "...!"


    Luo En grasped the implication and felt more beads of sweat form on his forehead, muttering inwardly.


    Are you possessed by Sherlock Holmes? How could you make such a connection?


    "That''s only because you had paved the way beforehand. Considering your word, how could Artemis make things difficult for me?"


    Luo En began with insincere flattery, continuing to pass the buck while defining his relationship with Artemis strictly as a matter of employment.


    "Besides, who would abandon their guide before the journey is over?"


    "That''s not right! Before they parted, they were clearly affectionate, even hugged each other! We saw it with our own eyes!"


    Just as Luo En couldn''t help mentally patting himself on the back for his cleverness, two heads popped out from the corner, confidently objecting.


    As they spoke, Stheno and Euryale sent gleeful looks toward Luo En, their eyes brimming with the joy of vengeance.


    Athena''s eyes narrowed slightly, her scrutinizing gaze becoming somewhat more subtle and deep.


    "Hiss~!"


    This dishonorable, shameless sneak attack made Luo En involuntarily suck in a breath of cold air.


    A snake''s bite pierces deep into the bone.


    These two femme fatales had actually thrust a knife into his back at such a moment!


    Caught off guard and attacked from all sides, Luo En turned to see the treacherous Stheno and Euryale, grinding his teeth in resentment.


    "I definitely should have been harsher just now! I should have hung them up and whipped them a hundred times each!"


    "No, I can''t let these two vixens keep spilling my dark secrets. I must find a way to get rid of them first."


    At this moment, realizing the situation was getting ominous, Luo En put on a stern face, revealing an expression of righteous indignation.


    "Isn''t it just because I couldn''t stand you bullying Medusa and taught you a lesson? And you have the nerve to make up rumors about me and a virgin goddess!"


    At the same time, an expectant external brain looked towards its symbiote.


    "Exactly! The one who taught you a lesson was me! If you''ve got the guts, come at me! Don''t even think about smearing Artemis''s reputation!"


    Hestia, also a virgin goddess, driven by her simple sense of justice, stepped forward bravely to draw fire to herself.


    She really is... I''m about to cry...


    Looking at the solid windbreak in front of him, who once again took a ton of bashing for him, Luo En was so touched that he was almost in tears, and conveniently leaned back to avoid Athena''s seemingly casual glance.


    "Hmph, as the older sister, you actually find joy in bullying your younger sister. It looks like the lesson I gave you wasn''t enough!"


    An infuriated Hestia turned around, rolled up her sleeves, and strode into the corner where Stheno and Euryale were hiding, pulling out the two vixens who were attempting to sneak away.


    "Elbow, come inside with me!"


    As she said this, the Goddess of the Hearth dragged the pale-faced Stheno and Euryale��and scooped up the still-dazed Medusa along the way.


    "Anna, you come too! Even if she''s your sister, it''s not right to just bear with everything when you encounter injustice!"


    Their voices faded away, Luo En looked at the four figures neatly entering the backyard then at the empty surroundings, sinking into deep thought.


    ��Somehow, something doesn''t seem right?


    Moments later, Luo En stiffly lifted his head, his gaze passing through the unobstructed living room to meet the gentile smile from the eerily approaching Athena.


    The shield I just claimed was gone.


    And by the way, my backup reserve armor was gone as well...


    At this precise moment, Luo En realized something was terribly wrong as he looked at the deserted living room and the Goddess of Wisdom walking towards him, and he couldn''t help but swallow hard.


    This is a high-level game!


    Fortunately, Athena didn''t dwell too much on the closeness between him and Artemis but instead smiled and stepped forward, posing another question.


    "I heard that auntie already taught you the path to godhood?"


    At that moment, Luo En''s face darkened, instantly realizing why Hestia had run off so quickly.


    After all this time, that woman''s loose lips had inadvertently sold him out.


    Carefully glancing at Athena''s expression to make sure it was as usual, Luo En carefully nodded.


    "What Divine Office did you choose?"


    Athena''s second light and airy question made Luo En''s heart skip a beat.


    Looking into those caring purple eyes, he steeled himself and uttered a dry word from his throat.


    "Wine..."


    "Oh..."


    Athena drew out her words, looking as if she''d just realized something.


    "So it''s the office of the hearth."


    The empathetic Goddess of Wisdom gently patted Luo En on the shoulder as a form of encouragement.


    "Not bad at all. This way, I am spared the trouble of selecting a Divine Office for you."


    However, this unexpected show of concern caused Luo En''s forehead to sweat even more.


    He was now absolutely certain that during his absence, Hestia''s big mouth probably sold him out more than once!


    "Oh, by the way, I made a trip to Knossos Palace earlier, and King Minos told me he wants to marry his daughter��my High Priestess��to you. The whole island of Crete is his prepared dowry. What do you think?"


    The seemingly light question rang heavier than a thousand pounds in the ears of Luo En, who faced being betrayed in and out by his teammates, looking crestfallen and on the verge of tears.


    ��What do I think? Am I supposed to kneel and behold?

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    After a lengthy silence, Luo En raised his head to meet those eyes that shone like stars, and he responded solemnly.


    "To the deities, the kingdoms of the Mortal World are meaningless."


    As a man who aspired to ascend to divinity, he naturally would not be attached to worldly kingship.


    Soon after, Luo En pursed his lips, looking seriously at Athena before him.


    "Of course, if you wish for me to marry her, I will do so..."


    Athena was slightly taken aback by the unexpected answer and the gaze filled with unusual emotion; she couldn''t help but look away and laughed softly, shaking her head.


    "Your affairs, you should solve them yourself; I can''t manage so much."


    Noticing the slight upward curve at the corners of the Goddess''s mouth, Luo En felt as if a weight had been lifted from his heart, and he couldn''t help but wipe the sweat from his brow.


    The key to this question wasn''t really about making a choice, but about seeing his attitude.


    If he agreed, then it would mean he had long harbored intentions and harbored ill will.


    If he opposed, then it would mean he was insincere, all evasion and concealment.


    Therefore, facing this classic attitude problem from a woman''s mouth, tackling it with a scientific mindset was certainly doomed to fail.


    To break out of the dilemma, one could only throw the hot potato back and respond to the question with another question, forcing the other party to decide.


    For instance, letting Athena decide whether he should marry that high Priestess.


    Of course, before that, he had to make clear that he had no personal affair with the high Priestess, and everything was conducted as a matter of official business.


    And judging from the outcome, although Athena did not get a clear answer from someone, nor did she provide clear instructions, she seemed to be in a good mood now.


    "Take a seat first, let''s talk about something else."


    Upon hearing that invitation, smooth as a divine melody, Luo En finally relaxed his taut nerves, feeling immensely relieved.


    Thank goodness, back when he worked at that gaming company, in order to attract more types of customers, his bosses had him incorporate elements of romance development into many of the game development projects.


    Thus, during his research, he had delved into numerous relationship conundrums between men and women.


    Otherwise, facing one pitfall after another, he feared he wouldn''t have made it a few steps before his chariot would have already tumbled into a ditch.


    Having navigated through difficult and perilous paths, Luo En finally settled into his seat comfortably, but before he could even catch his breath, Athena across from him was caressing the newly fired wine cup in her palm, looking at someone with a somewhat teasing gaze.


    "Speaking of which, a new esoteric cult that worships Dionysus, the spirit of wine, has sprung up in Crete Island lately. Do you have any clue about it?"


    "Isn''t that quite normal?"


    Luo En also smiled, stood up, and filled Athena''s wine cup to the brim.


    "Music, poetry, forests, wild beasts, strife, slaughter, intrigue... these things, good or bad, all have their devotees. Thus, it''s not strange for humans to worship anything.


    After all, it''s a world where beasts roam rampant, disasters are frequent, and deities and monsters are everywhere; humans could die at any moment.


    Since one''s life is uncertain and one doesn''t know if they''ll wake up when they go to sleep, it doesn''t really matter what you believe in��as long as it makes you happy."


    Athena nodded as if in agreement, raised her cup towards the other side in a gesture, and then, tilting her head back, she drained the blood-like wine in one gulp.


    Luo En raised his cup in return and similarly drank down the exquisite wine with grace.


    Both set down their cups, exchanged a smile, and seemed to have reached some sort of understanding.


    That''s right, there are countless named and unnamed sects on earth.


    Compared to those cults that worship death, pestilence, Titan spirits and frequently demand sacrifices, a Dionysian esoteric cult mainly composed of the general populace is as gentle as a lamb.


    Their greatest rebellion is merely hiding in the forests, tearing off their masks of identity, indulging in wine and song, and freeing their true selves.


    As long as they don''t shake the mainstream thought, who cares about these mortals and their fleeting pleasures?


    "It seems that you have already chosen your path."


    Upon hearing Athena''s meaningful whisper, Luo En couldn''t help feeling a bit guilty.


    Without hearing a response, Athena simply smiled nonchalantly, lifted her cup, and once again poured the sweet wine into her throat. Then, setting down the cup, she looked solemnly across at him.


    "Since that''s the case, I will personally preside over the God of Wine festival half a month from now and enjoy the celebration with the people."


    "...?"


    "At that time, I will assist you in ascending to divinity, as promised."


    "...!"


    The soft murmur echoed in his ears, and as Luo En looked at Athena elegantly drinking from her cup, he couldn''t help but show a look of surprise and emotion.


    A conscience! The conscience of the gods!


    I had almost forgotten about this, but sister Athena had not only thought it through in advance, she was actually going to follow through!


    If things go according to the plan of the Goddess of Wisdom, with the Festival of Dionysus established as the official celebration in Crete Island, attracting tens of thousands to gather in Knossos City, then Dionysus, the spirit of wine who is the main object of worship, will inevitably harvest a large number of followers.


    By then, my ascension to godhood would be just around the corner.


    After mentioning the promised date and specific plans, the Goddess of Wisdom sitting at the dining table put down her wine glass and turned to look at the backyard.


    "Auntie, I''m hungry, let''s make some food."


    "Coming right up! I''ll start preparing now!"


    At this moment, hearing Athena''s call, Hestia swiftly popped in through the back door, eagerly making her way to the stove.


    Having just confessed her guilt in wooing others away, she ought to provide some necessary compensation to her great-niece who had suffered a loss.


    ����I must do my best to serve her well!


    The Goddess of the Hearth silently made a vow while energetically picking up a spatula and a kitchen knife.


    "I''ll help too!"


    Luo En, equally touched, immediately rose to his feet, hoping to return the favor to the generous and kind Goddess of Wisdom in the living room.


    However, before he could leave his seat, a delicate and translucent hand gently landed on his shoulder, exerting an immovable force.


    At the same time, that breathtakingly beautiful face lifted with a smile, revealing a light smirk.


    "You are not needed."


    "Huh?"


    "The divinity within you is still too weak, and you are not skilled enough in its use, even with my help, to kindle the sacred fire and refine the divine essence needed to complete a successful ascension to godhood��these alone are insufficient."


    Athena patted Luo En''s shoulder, continuing to speak with a tone filled with depth and concern.


    "Therefore, I have specifically set aside half a month for you to prepare."


    "Prepare?"


    Luo En swallowed, sensing that something was amiss.


    "That''s right, I plan to give you intensive training during this half-month to ensure you have sufficient ability to endure the pains of the divine fire and the impact of refining divine essence."


    The Goddess of Wisdom looked at Luo En with earnestness, her good intentions clear.


    "Time is of the essence, so let''s start today."


    Seeing the radiant smile on Athena''s face and the sincerity in her eyes, a chill shot up from Luo En''s tailbone to the crown of his head in an instant.


    Run!


    The thought was almost instantaneous, and without hesitation, Luo En ducked and turned, dashing towards the front door.


    But, as the space before him blurred, his surroundings seemed to fold and reverse.


    In a trance, Luo En, who was originally running forward, inexplicably appeared in the empty backyard.


    Simultaneously, a feeling of being sealed and enclosed enveloped the area, as if the entire backyard was perfectly segregated from the world, becoming an independent microcosm.


    Looking at the mysterious glowing runes surrounding him, Luo En finally remembered.


    Apart from producing Minotaur warriors, Crete Island was also famous for the Labyrinth of Minotaur...


    And one of Athena''s titles as a Great Mother Goddess of the Minosians was exactly �� Mistress of the Labyrinth.


    Moreover, with a reputation as a Goddess of Magic, it was evident that this wisdom deity who excelled in both magic and combat was highly adept in the arts of base formation and spatial reconstruction.


    "There''s no rush, we have all night, we''ll take it slow."


    Athena comforted gently, and as she spoke, she plucked a branch from the nearby shrubbery.


    Luo En looked over and couldn''t help but stare.


    Because, it was covered in thorns...


    "I appreciate your kindness, maybe some other time?"


    Luo En, sweating profusely, declined with a tremulous voice and an expression of horror.


    "Ascending to godhood, inheriting divine duties, does not permit any slack or oversight."


    However, Athena gently shook her head, her tone tender yet resolute.


    "I''m doing this for your own good!"


    Looking at the thorny whip slowly forming in the hands of the Goddess of Wisdom, and the glinting thorns on it, Luo En involuntarily shed tears of gratitude and inwardly offered his sincere praises.


    ����I don''t believe you for a second!

 Chapter 151 113: Rescue or Bootlicking?

    At night, Luo En lay on the bed, covered in wounds, groaning weakly with eyes full of sorrow and anger.


    "What do you mean, ''it''s for your own good''?"


    Bullshit! That woman clearly just wanted to find a legitimate reason to beat him up!


    Straining to twist his head back slightly and looking at the row of blood spots on his buttocks like stamps, Luo En felt even more depressed, grinding his teeth with regret.


    Initially, Athena had shown some mercy, wrapping divine power around the thorny branch in her hand, with the thorns serving merely for show.


    But he had subconsciously fought back, accidentally using the skill that burst forth from Artemis during the last divine oracle of gold.


    ��Rapid Shooting of Silver.


    As the Goddess of the Hunt, the bow and arrow were Artemis''s signature, making her also the Goddess of Archery and the Female Archer God.


    In Homer''s hymns of praise, it was mentioned that Artemis possessed a golden bow and arrows that could instantly shoot millions of arrows at the enemy, creating an overwhelming barrage, and for this reason, she had another alias��"Iokheira" (She who covers the sky with arrows).


    Similarly, this skill had also been displayed in the hands of the great hero Hercules.


    According to records of Greek mythology, one of Hercules''s labors was to slay the trouble-making Hydra of Lerna.


    However, as a top-notch divine creature with immortality, Hydra''s heads would grow back even after being severed. It could even go so far as��chopping off one head, two would grow back.


    To truly kill this beast, one would need to eliminate all of its heads at the same time.


    In the end, Hercules used his bow and arrows to shoot out hundreds of arrows at once, completely killing the Hydra of Lerna.


    And perhaps because he had been on particularly good terms with the Goddess of the Hunt, their compatibility was excellent.


    So, in this random draw, Luo En directly landed on Artemis, gaining the Group Archery skill of the Goddess of the Hunt.


    However, limited by the levels of Divine Power and Divinity, and his proficiency, he could currently only split his arrows into three to seven identical ones. Not to mention comparing it with Artemis''s one arrow that could turn into thousands, it was even somewhat short of Hercules''s one arrow turning into hundreds.


    Of course, after all, it was a newly acquired ability, which required time for practice and coordination.


    As a Divine Artifact imbued with chance, those dice were never more than a tool to pry open the doors of fate for him, unable to let him skip the accumulation process and level up the so-called skills to max immediately.


    But this wasn''t entirely a bad thing either. What''s easily gained is also easily lost.


    And the cyclical, gradual learning allowed him to transform that sliver of opportunity granted by the dice into a force he could genuinely grasp, into the true steps leading to divinity.


    Yet it was precisely because of this indefinite situation��whether good or bad��that Luo En accidentally revealed the Moon Goddess''s move during his defensive counterattack training with Athena.


    The result...


    The woman''s face immediately darkened, and she withdrew the Divine Power wrapped around the branch on the spot, catching him and giving him a severe beating.


    It was downright vicious!


    Moreover, she specifically targeted places with plentiful flesh and nerves!


    Knowing full well that Athena and Artemis were at odds, why the hell did he carelessly show off the Moon Goddess''s move?


    Luo En looked at his own rash hands, feeling the stabbing pain all over his body, and couldn''t help but feel like crying without tears.


    When Athena left him alone to go upstairs, her posture, which seemed like there was still more to come, clearly indicated she was planning to make this training session that provided a legitimate reason to beat him a regular routine in the future.


    Just thinking that only one day had passed and there were still a full two weeks until the God of Wine Festival, Luo En couldn''t help but see darkness before his eyes, feeling the future was bleak.


    This petty woman, did all her nutrition go to her brain? No wonder she doesn''t grow up!


    "Yiya~!"


    The tightly closed door was gently pushed open, and Luo En on the bed, who was grumbling to himself, reflexively tensed his muscles in a defensive stance, and swiftly turned to look back.


    Hestia crept into the room, hugging the wall, and with a sheepish smile placed an insulated food container on the table and gently opened it, revealing the warm meal inside.


    "Haven''t eaten yet? I saved you some dinner."


    However, seeing the attentive and gentle Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En turned his head away, his face darkened with anger.


    He hadn''t forgotten who had betrayed him that day.


    Not to mention, it wasn''t even enough that he had deserted the battlefield, she had even used the pretext of punishing Stheno and Euryale to drag away his spare revival armor, Little Medusa, leaving him isolated and alone to face Athena''s ferocious assault.


    What''s more infuriating was that during the several hours he was being brutally beaten in the backyard, this woman never stepped forward to rescue him even once.


    What happened to never leave nor forsake? What about staunch allies? What about the external brain and symbiote inseparable?


    After all that, she still thought a meal could win him over, but how could it be that easy?


    "Bang!"


    As Luo En silently recounted Hestia''s transgressions in his mind, a hand suddenly slapped the bedroom table. The abrupt thud scared the patient on the bed.


    "Athena has gone too far!"


    Hestia, sitting at the table, had an indignant expression as she began to list her niece''s faults.


    "Even if you have a good relationship with Artemis, she shouldn''t have struck so hard, right? It''s simply lawless!"


    "..."


    Luo En looked at the Goddess of the Hearth skeptically, and although he didn''t speak, the disdain in his eyes was more than clear.


    Why didn''t you step in when Athena was here?


    Now that she''s back in her own room and I''ve been beaten up, you come out to complain on my behalf?


    Are you here to save the day or to lick my wounds?


    And you only mention Artemis, huh?


    Leaking secrets, betraying teammates, deserting in the face of battle, not saving me from death...Don''t you think you should explain your own actions first?


    Under the victim''s penetrating gaze, Hestia, already not made of the sternest stuff and feeling guilty, blushed and gave an awkward smile, hastily changing the subject with her usual tricks.


    "Come on, eat first, the food is getting cold."


    Luo En looked at his own half-paralyzed body, then at the table a dozen steps away, and couldn''t help but feel even more speechless.


    "Can''t move? No problem! I''ll feed you!"


    Realizing her oversight, Hestia hurriedly tried to make amends. She immediately took on an appeasing smile, served several hot dishes into a bowl, and attentively brought it over to the bed, helping Luo En sit up.


    "Hoo~ Hoo, ah, open your mouth, careful it''s hot."


    Seeing the spoonful of meat congee brought to his lips, along with the caring smile on her face, Luo En rolled his eyes but eventually obediently opened his mouth.


    Forget it, why should the external brain give the symbiote a hard time, after all, he still needed her to attract fire later on.


    Seeing the victim showing signs of reconciliation, Hestia, who had been somewhat uneasy, finally relaxed. She redoubled her efforts to attend to the patient on the bed, eager to make up for her mistakes, and didn''t forget to make empty promises.


    "Don''t worry, if she dares to do this to you again, I''ll make sure to kick her butt!"


    "Yaay!"


    However, the sudden opening and closing of the room door immediately deflated the fierce determination of the domestic Goddess as if floodgates had opened, changing her expression and causing her hand to tremble, nearly shoving a full spoonful of meat congee into Luo En''s nostril.

 Chapter 152 114 Athenas Road of Defeat

    ```


    As the noticeably smaller figure squeezed into the room from outside, Hestia''s tense nerves finally relaxed. She couldn''t help but pat her chest, looking forward at Anna with a full measure of reproach.


    "Anna, you scared me to death!"


    At that moment, Little Medusa, transformed into the form of a young girl, hurriedly held up her index finger to her lips, making a silence gesture, and casually pointed next door.


    "Shh, she''s not asleep yet..."


    Instantly, Hestia quickly covered her mouth, making a quieting gesture, even her breathing became careful and cautious.


    Come on, one of you is the Goddess of the Hearth, Zeus''s big sister; the other is a Gorgon Sisters, a hero killer... Are you really that scared of her?


    Seeing the two behave like thieves, Luo En rolled his eyes wildly, unable to stop himself from inwardly ridiculing them.


    However, having just stolen her niece''s thunder, Hestia naturally had no way to be tough about it.


    Medusa was facing the suppression of her bloodline��after all, whether in Greek mythology or the modified version in Roman mythology, Athena had her completely under control.


    As for Luo En himself...


    Certain bedridden wounded, closing his eyes, recalled Athena with a smile on her face, picking up a thistle, and whipping him all around the yard; he shivered at the thought and quickly shook his head, forcefully dispelling that nightmarish figure.


    Too terrifying, untouchable, untouchable!


    The three people in the cottage exchanged glances, subtly reaching a consensus, and simultaneously lowered their voices and slowed their breathing.


    "Mmm, this can be used to heal wounds."


    The petite Medusa came forward and handed a half-open wooden box to Luo En.


    Inside was a dark red paste, emitting a cool scent mixed with a hint of sweet fishiness as it entered the nostrils.


    When did she learn to make healing magic potions?


    Luo En was somewhat surprised, his gaze immediately falling on the other arm that the little girl had pinned to her side.


    Beneath the unadorned, transparent clothing, there was a faint mark.


    That wound seemed freshly scabbed over, with traces of blood still lingering.


    This little fool!


    At this point, already understanding in his heart, Luo En glared fiercely at Little Medusa in front of the bed, and raised his right hand high.


    A shadow loomed, and Medusa instinctively shrank her neck.


    But in the end, that raised hand gently came down, forcefully rubbing the little head.


    "Don''t do this next time..."


    The gentle admonition carried an unmistakable sense of authority, and Little Medusa, looking at the stern face, helplessly nodded obediently.


    Having received the satisfactory response he desired, Luo En''s face once again broke into a smile.


    However, due to the excessive movement, stinging pain once again spread through his body, making him involuntarily wince, revealing a pained grimace.


    "You''re not healed yet, it''s better not to move around."


    Hestia, seeing this, couldn''t help but feel a mixture of guilt and sympathy, and advised him, immediately embracing his reclining upper body in her arms.


    Suddenly, a soft, full sensation came from behind his head, making the immobile Luo En suffer even more, in pain yet blissful.


    At that moment, watching Hestia spoon-feed her nominal "brother," Little Medusa, who was faintly competitive, refused to be outdone.


    "I''ll help you apply the medicine!"


    So saying, Little Medusa scooped out a piece of dark red ointment from the box, gently spreading it over Luo En''s various wounds with her hands.


    Feeling the slight coolness of the ointment and the delicate touch of fingers gliding on the skin, Luo En not only unknitted his brow but even gradually curved the corners of his mouth upward, faintly enjoying the sensation.


    The Goddess of the Hearth feeding him, the Medusa applying medicine �� such treatment wouldn''t be exchanged even for a king.


    ```


    Luo En reflected on his thoughts while he couldn''t help but get lost in daydreams.


    Actually, if he could enjoy such benefits every day in the future, he''d be willing to be whipped by Athena every single day.


    Even, let the storms come even more fiercely!


    Just as the injured man on the bed closed his eyes to fantasize, the sudden tug at the wound on his chest, and the spoon that almost stabbed into his throat, made him flounder like a fish gasping for air. He sat up abruptly from the gentle embrace of the bed, a visage full of sorrow and indignation.


    "Anna, Hestia, you guys..."


    The mournful accusation stopped abruptly as Luo En''s neck creaked stiffly upward like rusted gears, turning a few inches to look in horror at the silver-haired goddess who had appeared at his bedside without notice.


    Meanwhile, Hestia and Little Medusa were maintaining the same posture next to him.


    Gulp...


    Simultaneously, the three of them swallowed their saliva, their hearts uncontrollably wavering as they subconsciously pulled away to assert their innocence while making a divine division.


    However, Athena standing in front of the bed raised her hand in a comforting gesture and showed a faint smile to Hestia and Little Medusa.


    "No need, carry on with what you''re doing, I just came by to check in."


    The two, one tall and one short, nodded stiffly, their expressions numb and mechanical.


    Following that, Athena turned her gaze back to Luo En in the gentle embrace and her smile grew even warmer.


    "Hmm, they''ve taken good care of you, looks like you''ll be able to recover in less than a day."


    Luo En also nodded stiffly, a fine layer of cold sweat breaking out on the back of his neck.


    Then, Athena changed the course of the conversation, her smile now brilliantly dazzling.


    "So, let''s move your training schedule up, and start tomorrow morning."


    Upon hearing that kind and gentle pronouncement, Luo En on the bed nearly blacked out and nearly passed out.


    "Don''t play too late, go to sleep early tonight."


    In the end, Athena left behind a tender instruction, waved her hand amiably, turned around, exited the room, and even had the courtesy to close the door behind her.


    However, the moment the third visitor stepped over the threshold, the room was filled with the sounds of bowls and wooden boxes crashing to the floor, along with frantic exclamations and a cry of anguish that was delayed by over a minute.


    At the same time, the Goddess of Wisdom in the hallway had her smile vanish, her complexion turning as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the veins on her clenched fist protruding as it popped with the cracking of bones.


    She was a Lesser Deity I had painstakingly cultivated, yet my aunt got there first!


    I told that guy not to get too close to Artemis, yet there he is, mingling with that woman!


    And tonight, weren''t you all not supposed to interfere? Why are you all showing up to curry favor?


    Each and every one of you, none letting things go my way!


    Watching her master''s clearly unpleased expression, Nike standing behind held up the clay pot in her right hand, somewhat at a loss.


    "What should we do with the potion?"


    "Throw it away!" The Goddess of Wisdom huffed coldly.


    "What about the food?" Nike then raised the food box in her left hand, blinking in distress.


    Athena gave the lesser deity behind her an annoyed glance for bringing up the inconvenient topic, grinding her teeth and casting a melancholic gaze toward the living room.


    "Hasn''t it not eaten yet?"


    "Woof?"


    Meanwhile, the Golden Hound, which had been dozing under the table, seemed to sense an invisible chill in the air, awakening bewildered and innocently sticking out its head.


    (ps: At the moment, the Lesser Deity system belongs to Hestia; Medusa has the highest intimacy; the fastest relationship progress belongs to Artemis... as for Athena��busy for nothing, lingering in her defeat.)

 Chapter 153 115: Big prison, the snake is about to die

    For over ten days, faint screams could be heard every morning emanating from a residential house in Knossos City,


    and the residents who heard rumors of it gradually became anxious, worrying whether some evil spirit had infiltrated the city.


    Even a few households near the source pooled money together to invite a priestess from the temple to perform an exorcism.


    Fortunately, the effect seemed to be significant, as the daytime screams disappeared, leaving only vague tremors at night.


    Eventually, as the festival of Dionysus approached, even these odd occurrences gradually vanished.


    In their place, a celebratory and lively atmosphere took hold.


    At the temple''s behest, wines from all the city-states of Crete were transported to Knossos City to compete for quality, vying to be selected as the divine offering for the next year.


    Owing to the island''s developed maritime trade and convenient location, travelers and merchants from both inside and outside the island flocked to the city, some for the pure joy of the festival, and some in search of business opportunities, all joining the grand event.


    Consequently, the port''s ships bustled daily, and the streets were teeming with people, with stalls and inns filled to capacity every day.


    The city''s defense forces soon felt the pressure mount, and even the precious Divine Blood Guard was compelled to take on defense and patrol duties.


    The temple in charge was working non-stop, and in just a few days, High Priest Ariadne had lost a good amount of weight.


    There was no choice, as King Minos was advanced in years and had been greatly weakened by the last conflict, now he could only lie in bed, clinging to life.


    That a few princes managed to handle their responsibilities well under the strict control of the old king was no small feat.


    And the only secretary knowledgeable about all governmental affairs, who could carry the burden, was in secluded cultivation.


    In desperation, the overwhelmed high priest had to seek help from the Goddess of Wisdom they worshipped.


    And it was precisely because of this that Luo En finally got a chance to breathe after being subjected to his daily beatings, and luckily escaped Athena''s clutches.


    After resting for two days, the survivor finally managed to sit at the dinner table and have a normal meal, for the first time in half a month.


    As the hot food entered his mouth, Luo En, looking at the empty seat beside him, felt almost moved to tears and uttered his heartfelt emotion.


    "The family of King Minos, good people indeed!"


    Hestia and Medusa, sitting at the dining table, nodded in agreement with this sentiment.


    However, Stheno and Euryale, trying hard to lower their presence in the corner, were not so pleased when they saw someone finishing their meal and skillfully brandishing a whip, and they silently mourned towards the empty chair.


    Help! Come back quickly, I''m about to die, snake!


    ~~


    Early in the morning, with the accumulated pressure perfectly released, Luo En left two sobbing snake-women hugging each other in bed and stepped out the door in high spirits to welcome the sunrise of the Dionysian festival.


    The streets were crowded, bustling with people in diverse attire and appearances, moving back and forth.


    Some gathered in groups, drinking merrily and chatting; others strolled through the marketplace, buying local Crete specialties like spices, wine, and ores; and some were attracted by the street festivities and mouth-watering local delicacies, stopping to watch and taste...


    Dawn had just broken, and the entirety of Knossos City was immersed in a sea of joy.


    Watching his neighbors, who had set up stalls early in the morning and were surrounded by a bustling crowd, busy to the point of not touching the ground, Luo En couldn''t help but lift the corners of his lips in satisfaction and tossed the parchment covered in writing into the trash bin.


    The festival was not just a formality for worshipping the gods and a closed-off wild revelry; it served as a way to attract more customers and attention, injecting new life and vitality into the city. It also brought about prosperity in commerce, population, economy, and even political and cultural influence.


    Therefore, any city-state capable of hosting large celebrations often left a significant mark in the history of the world.


    Like Athens, Delphi, Rome, and so on...


    Although Athena hadn''t been harassing Luo En lately, considering that this was his own ascension ceremony, he had been scheming tirelessly behind the scenes, hoping to do well in the festival and simultaneously allow the entire Crete Island to benefit as much as possible.


    Win-win was the essence of a healthy and long-lasting cooperative relationship.


    The sunrise ascended, and the mist dispersed completely.


    The long-awaited opening ceremony of the festival proceeded in an orderly fashion.


    In the sacrificial site surrounded by audiences, the Priestesses dressed in white robes gathered in front of the altar to chant the sacrificial text, while High Priestess Ariadne, holding a torch made of fennel, olive branches, and grape vines, approached the altar to light the holy fire.


    As the flames soared high into the sky, the statue of Athena at the center seemed to come alive, her Spear of Victory in her right hand striking the Aegis Shield in her left, producing an exhilarating sonority.


    Instantly, ripples of golden light spread from the statue as the center, washing over the city in all directions. In a moment, it had spread throughout the entire city.


    Suddenly, specks of golden light dust floated down from the sky, like a shower of luminescent rain, sprinkling every corner of Knossos City.


    Those showered with the light dust all felt a surge in spirit, with fatigue vanishing and chronic ailments in their bodies lessened or healed.


    Feeling the substantial changes in their bodies and having received the divine grace, the people burst into excited and enthusiastic cheers, worshipping the kind Great Mother Goddess together.


    The statue nodded slightly in response and then returned to normal, shedding its halo and transforming back into an ordinary sculpture, leaving the revelry to the mortals.


    And with the conclusion of the ritual to the gods, the mortal revelry officially began.


    The minstrels plucked at their harps, opera troupes sang softly accompanied by the flute, people wore ivy crowns and animal skins, and carried ritual staffs, parading with enormous wine jars. Wine from Knossos, Athens, Samos, and other city-states was freely distributed to cheering passers-by for them to drink and savor.


    The maenads clad in animal skins and wild makeup shouted the name of Dionysus, the God of Wine, thanking him for this substance that nourishes the body and soul, thanking the heavens for the bestowed joy.


    Spurred on by the wine, the pedestrians were infected by the festive wave and raised their glasses in celebration, loudly praising his name.


    As the headiness of wine deepened, spontaneous performances of oratory, debate, dance, combat, and magic emerged in streets and alleys, drawing rounds of applause.


    In the light foam of the wine, people''s dreams were intoxicated, small differences but largely the same.


    They were thicker than water; they were connected by blood.


    Under the libations of wine, countless golden specks erupted from the joyful emotions of the people, transforming into torrents of divine rivers, converging towards some place in the unseen realms.


    Meanwhile, as the vessel, Luo En was officially facing the trial of ascension to godhood.

 Chapter 154 116: The Opening Carnage

    Feverish, restless, surging...


    Rolling emotions ceaselessly battered his mind, bringing a burning pain to his spirit.


    Luo En didn''t hesitate any longer, quickly stepping onto the deserted top-floor balcony into the prepared Magic Array, drinking a cup of blood-like wine, letting down his guard, closing his eyes, and fully activating the Divine Blood within his body to awaken its Divinity.


    In an instant, the trials of the flesh followed one after another.


    Inch by inch, his muscles were torn and reformed by the rampaging Divinity, becoming even more resilient; drop by drop, his blood was purified and transformed under the scorching of divine fire, turning from golden-red to pure gold; his bones and organs shook with excruciating pain under the wash of Divinity...


    Impurities were expelled from his pores, while traces of dross were incinerated to nothingness by ignited Divinity; his heart and the world seemed to become fiery and vividly red...


    Yet facing the dual torment of body and spirit, Luo En merely furrowed his brows, surprisingly feeling that it was bearable.


    It had to be said that Athena was always reliable.


    Though he had been blood-ravaged for half a month, the benefits were indeed substantial.


    During this process, not only had Luo En''s combat skills improved dramatically, reaching an invincible state among his peers, but his own use of Divinity and Divine Blood had also significantly improved. His body''s endurance had also gained a manifold enhancement,


    Therefore, even this bone-piercing agony was still within his tolerance, and it hadn''t yet broken through the threshold of endurance.


    If that was the case, then let it be more intense!


    Luo En opened his pale golden eyes, extended his arm oozing with foul qi and blood from his pores, grabbed the grape wine from the table beside him, and tilted his head to pour the whole jar down his throat.


    In an instant, the vast sea of faith above Knossos City stirred up a frenzy, madly rushing into a certain concave "hole," in that boundless darkness, endlessly ripping, expanding, repairing, and tearing again...


    And as the crimson wine surged into his body, it became a thick golden Divine Liquid akin to Divine Blood under the push of Divinity and the power of faith, filling the cracks in his body and heart.


    Gradually, Luo En''s body went through a strange transformation under the dual nourishment of the wine and faith.


    ����As if a newly-made exquisite wine, sealed and buried in the earth, waiting for time to ferment, eventually transforming into a supreme elixir that could intoxicate even the gods.


    Meanwhile, inside Knossos Palace.


    Athena looked at the jar of "wine" that was fermenting in the dust, contentedly withdrawing her gaze.


    All was going well.


    However, this was bound to be a relatively lengthy process; to obtain the perfect spirited wine, she needed to wait patiently.


    The Goddess of Wisdom on the throne picked up her wine glass, took a light sip, perked up, and flipped through the plan in her hands.


    The festival in question was called the God of Wine Festival, but it wasn''t about worshiping a spirit of wine that was originally obscure and nameless.


    The first day of the festival involved the ceremony of opening the jars of fermented mature wine, including a grand offering where wine was dedicated to the gods.


    The second day was the Water Jar Festival, where people drank new wine in open feasts and wagered, incidentally selecting the new wines designated as offerings for the next festival, also marking the peak of secular revelry.


    The third day was the Cooking Pot Festival, where people displayed a pot of cooked vegetables to gather around the hearth with family members, paying tribute to Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, who blessed the peace and order of home life.


    This was the focal point of the ceremony.


    Since wine is a seasoning of life, a product brewed for the family hearth, it should be attributed to the achievements of the Goddess of the Hearth, which is why Hestia was the one they needed to officially worship as the Chief God of Olympus.


    Of course, this nominal act was meant to ward off the objections and undue attention of the Olympus deities.


    With both the grand offering to the gods and the main sacrifice to Hestia in place, who would care about the so-called God of Wine, Dionysus?


    Even Zeus himself, were he to attend, would probably find no fault with this festive celebration.


    And as the biggest sufferer and the thickest shield in the whole ceremony, Hestia wholeheartedly approved with both hands and feet.


    After all, he was a Lesser Deity she had nurtured.


    Athena looked at the grape wine in her glass, furrowed her brows, and pushed the tray aside.


    The wine, it had turned sour...


    Outside the window, night fell, and the cheering gradually subsided, signaling the official end of the divine celebration.


    ~~


    The next day, the spontaneous entertainment and celebrations of the people began in an orderly fashion, following the plan.


    There was not only the evaluation of sacred wines but also competitions for various local delicacies and pastries. The buzz and joy of Knossos City continued unabated.


    Of course, there were those who drank too much and caused trouble, and the city defense forces and the Divine Blood Guard, under the goddess''s signal, did not hesitate to strike hard, capturing all these troublemakers and throwing them in jail to sober up. They also recorded their names, prohibiting them from participating in the next God of Wine Festival.


    On the third day, the lively atmosphere persisted until sunset.


    Warm hearths arose, and the fragrance of meals wafted from every household.


    Everyone, harboring gratitude for the Goddess of the Hearth, praised the hard-won stable life, then began to enjoy a sumptuous meal with family.


    And at this very moment, within Hestia''s residence.


    A secretive figure, taking advantage of the night, quietly crept up to the top floor and waved forward, sending countless golden streams of light toward the central cocoon that was as tall as a person.


    That was the pure power of belief.


    After doing all this, the secretive figure nodded in satisfaction, slipped back into the living room, and by the flickering hearth fire, a naive face was illuminated.


    Meanwhile, inside the Knossos Palace, the Goddess of Wisdom looked down with her far-seeing bright eyes and sat back on her throne, her face cold as she crumpled the several pages of parchment on the table into a ball and stuffed them into the wastebasket, her movements quite agitated.


    Good, very good, it''s done without me lifting a finger.


    The lights in the great hall flickered unsteadily, and the grinding sound of teeth could be faintly heard.


    On the fourth day, as the remnants of night faded away, the first rays of the newborn sun pierced through the haze of dawn, casting light upon the land.


    Crack~!


    Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, the cocoon on the top floor cracked and shattered, and a figure nearly two meters tall, with a slender and robust physique, excitedly opened his eyes, feeling the endless surge of vitality within and couldn''t help but want to shout out loud.


    "Don''t be careless! Gather your mind, find your shards of Divinity, and inscribe your first Divine Law!"


    A deep and stern voice came from behind, and Luo En immediately became serious. He hurriedly reined in his rampant thoughts and calmed his heart, perceiving a translucent thin slice floating quietly in his inner world.


    At a glance, flowers bloomed everywhere, grapevines grew and spread, and beautiful colors reflected a myriad of scenes, like the miniature of a small world.


    Divinity!


    Realizing that he had really taken that crucial step, Luo En was overjoyed.


    However, reminded of the previous instruction, he immediately suppressed his nearly wayward thoughts. He carved into the Divinity using the sharp cone of his divine intent, inscribing the content of the first Divine Law he had chosen after careful consideration.


    ����Madness!


    This not only suited the characteristics of wine but also perfectly complemented the authority of the God of War.


    In this way, he could maximize his combat potential.


    Finally, as the last inscription was completed, the pain of carving into his soul gradually faded.


    Luo En, having successfully ascended, withdrew his mind and took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around to look behind him, and showed a relieved smile.


    "We did it!"


    "Yes, I know."


    Athena at the staircase nodded indifferently, appearing very calm. Then she glanced up slightly, gesturing with her hand, her voice low.


    "So, are you going to put on some clothes first?"


    At that moment, as a cool breeze blew by, Luo En felt a chill beneath him, and suddenly realized his clothes had shattered due to the surge of Divine Power, leaving him stark naked.


    Embarrassment and mortification made him involuntarily clench his legs and hastily open the Magic Circle Diagram, pulling out a spare set of clothes and quickly putting them on.


    Only when the rustling noise ceased did Athena lower her eyes, carefully examining the newly enshrined deity before her, nodding in satisfaction with an impartial evaluation.


    "Not bad!"


    "You taught well."


    Luo En habitually complimented, smiling modestly.


    For some reason, his ascension process was also unusually smooth, and the Divine Power in his body seemed to be stronger than expected.


    "Alright, now that you have completed your ascension, come with me to meet the visitor outside," Athena called from the staircase.


    "Visitor?" Luo En was puzzled.


    Athena didn''t answer directly but instead revealed a deep and meaningful expression: "Once you go down, you''ll naturally know."


    So secretive?


    With a hint of curiosity, Luo En followed Athena''s footsteps down the stairs, and they opened the front door together.


    Outside the door stood a dignified, majestic young man with fine features, elegantly positioned with fragrant and lightly fluttering long hair draped over his shoulders. On his head, he wore a crown woven from laurel, wood of the God of Love, olive branches, or water lily leaves; and around his waist hung a silver bow and arrow, and sometimes, a golden sword.


    As the door opened from inside, the youth''s face brightened with delight, his eager gaze darting about, impatient to step over the threshold.


    "He..."


    Yet, a slender and agile figure was even quicker.


    "Finally, I see you again, Luo En!"


    The Huntress, with her golden hair and silver eyes, dressed in a brisk hunting outfit, came up to him enthusiastically, grabbing his arm and shaking it, her joy overflowing.


    At that moment, the two deities inside and outside the door simultaneously darkened their expressions.

 Chapter 155 117: Clown Contagion

    ����God of Light and Prophecy, Apollo!


    Almost the instant he saw the dazzling young man at the door, Luo En confirmed his identity.


    There was no helping it, there were only so few male chief gods on Olympus that they could be counted on one hand.


    Given his close relationship with Artemis and the standard silver bow and arrows, plus this peacock-like grandeur, he was most likely the legendary brother-in-law.


    At this moment, the Apollo outside the door and the Athena inside were both so angry they almost seemed to seep ink from their faces.


    Seeing that something was amiss, Luo En quickly interjected between the enthusiastically welcoming hunting goddess and made frantic eye signals to remind her of the occasion. Meanwhile, he managed to keep a polite smile and made a ritual inquiry in an attempt to divert the topic.


    "Lady Artemis, Lord Apollo, what brings you both to Knossos City?"


    Finally, Artemis noticed the subtle atmosphere around her, and as if waking from a dream, she quickly distanced herself from Luo En, returning to her poised stance and began to explain with a smile.


    "It was Athena who invited us. She mentioned that there was a grand celebration happening on Crete Island, and that it was very lively, with some fine entertainment to follow. We happened to be free recently, so we decided to come and see."


    The hunting goddess patiently answered the question, but her eyes did not glance at her accompanying brother nor at Athena, who had extended the invitation and was playing host. Her gaze remained fixed on someone else the whole time.


    Gradually, a flash of irritation crossed the handsome face of Apollo, and he stepped forward, placing himself in front of Artemis, and asked coldly.


    "Where is Aunt Hestia? Isn''t this her home? And who are you? How come you''re here?"


    A scrutinizing glance was cast, filled with sternness and an underlying displeasure and hostility.


    "He is a lesser deity newly recruited by my aunt, and, like you, is also a distinguished guest of Crete Island."


    Athena quickly came forward with a smile, calmly responding.


    Though the voice of the Goddess of Wisdom was soft and gentle, the message within was firm, exuding an authoritative presence that brooked no doubt.


    The reprimanded Apollo paused for a moment, his innate arrogance dimming slightly as he reevaluated Luo En, still with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.


    "A new lesser deity recruited by my aunt? Why haven''t I heard of this?"


    At that moment, the Goddess of the Hearth, awakened by the noise outside the door, came downstairs rubbing her bleary eyes, and bluntly huffed.


    "Hey, Apollo, what business is it of yours whom I recruit? Do I have to report it to you first?"


    "Aunt Hestia, how could that be? I was merely concerned about you."


    Upon seeing her, Apollo immediately put on a smile, hurriedly explained in a soft and genteel manner, his movements were graceful, making one feel as if bathed in the warmth of spring.


    "Never mind! I''m perfectly fine!"


    Hestia bluntly rolled her eyes at the nephew outside the door and pulled into focus Luo En, who was at the center of attention, drawing him to her side before hiding behind Athena and muttering softly.


    "Hey, did this fellow bully you?"


    Luo En mechanically shook his head while struggling to maintain the obligatory polite smile on his face.


    "No? That''s good! If he dares to mess around, watch how I flatten him!"


    The Goddess of the Hearth, standing to one side, rolled up her sleeves, revealing a delicate and pale arm, waving it through the air in a "trust me, I''ve got this" gesture, backing up her newly recruited lesser deity.


    Buddy, I''m begging you, if you don''t want me dead, stop talking!


    While enjoying the goddess''s protection, Luo En felt the murderous intent around him grow thicker, and his facial expression began to crumble.


    Meanwhile, Apollo, ignored outside the door, Athena, used as a meat shield inside, and Artemis, left aside, all clenched their teeth, their gazes dark.


    "Isn''t it a bit rude to leave guests waiting outside?"


    Finally, following Luo En''s "kind" reminder, Hestia, as if a switch had been flipped, slapped her forehead and smiled with formulaic hospitality.


    "Right, right, right, come in first, let''s have dinner!"


    Facing the Goddess of the Hearth''s enthusiastic invitation, the three chief gods of Olympus stepped into the house expressionlessly, like marionettes. They took their seats and waited for breakfast to be served, then picked up their portions and began tearing and chewing with a creaking sound.


    It felt as though three zombies were gathered around the dining table, enjoying a feast of human flesh.


    In the dim light of the dying fire, reflecting on the faces of the three gods in the living room, a terrifying and sinister atmosphere spontaneously arose.


    Luo En, who was hiding in the kitchen helping out, couldn''t help but swallow hard, feeling a chill creeping up his body.


    At this moment, Hestia, who was bustling between the kitchen and the living room to top up meals for her three nephews and niece, couldn''t help but scratch her head and mutter to herself.


    "What''s gotten into them? Eating so much first thing in the morning?"


    "Hungry..." Luo En, in the kitchen, rolled his eyes and huffed discontentedly.


    Hearing the resentment in her nephew''s words, Hestia shrank her neck guiltily and chuckled to herself before stealthily poking her head out and glancing around the living room, muttering softly.


    "Athena really, why did she have to invite that annoying guy over?"


    "Apollo?" Luo En raised an eyebrow.


    "Yes, when we were on Olympus, he and Poseidon would always pester me, insisting on reciting poetry to me, asking which notes to fill in for a song. How would I know? It was so annoying!" Hestia vented about her past irritations while expressions of discontent played across her face in the kitchen.


    Luo En, listening to this, couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.


    Reciting poetry? Composing music?


    So, the God of Light was also an artistic youth?


    But indeed, offering poems and music to the Goddess of the Hearth was like casting pearls before swine.


    "To be honest, I moved out of Olympus and fled to Crete Island just to escape their annoying antics."


    As Hestia continued to share her past in the kitchen, she began to complain about her equally unruly landlord.


    "Athena knew all about it and still dared to let that guy in, wait until I deal with her later!"


    Realizing that this stand-off was not the way to go, the Goddess of the Hearth, who had gradually picked up bad habits from someone, decisively added a few more spoonfuls of salt to the newly prepared dishes.


    Moments later, the new meal was served, and after eating a few bites, the muscles in the faces of the three chief gods in the living room twitched slightly. They promptly put down their cutlery, ending the long and oppressive meal, ready to get to the main point.


    "The weather is nice today, how about we go hunting together?" Athena suggested first.


    "Sure!" Artemis and Apollo looked at each other and nodded happily.


    Then, Athena turned to Hestia in the kitchen, a faint smile appearing on her face.


    "It''s rare for us to gather, how about you join us, Aunt?"


    Being cooped up at home for so long, Hestia was somewhat tempted and immediately pulled Luo En along with her, nodding her head.


    "Alright, Luo En and I will come along to have a look too!"


    Seeing Hestia holding the hand of the newly promoted Lesser Deity with an intimate gesture as she walked out of the kitchen, a shadow fell over Apollo''s sunny face, and his gaze toward Luo En was quite hostile.


    Similarly, detecting the undisguised enmity from his young uncle time and again, Luo En couldn''t help but raise an eyebrow.


    In the pantheon of Greek gods, Apollo represented absolute rationality, in contrast to the irrational madness embodied by Dionysus, the God of Wine. The Greeks believed that following Apollo''s rationality would lead to a better life, whereas falling into the madness of the God of Wine was an excellent way to break free from constraints and shackles.


    At the same time, the political stance of the Apollo sect in Delphi City, advocating for aristocracy, was in sharp contrast to the populist approach championed by the Dionysian Sect.


    Clearly, he and this young uncle were naturally at odds.


    Whether it was ideology or interests...


    Luo En''s gaze swept over Artemis and Hestia, his eyes flickering with deep thought.


    Funny, I''m not too fond of you either, dear uncle...

 Chapter 157 119: Pure Love War God Annihilates Minotaur Chief?

    Strait of Messina.


    The once disastrous sea monster Scylla floated miserably in the water, each of its six heads pierced through by an arrow, leaving a thumb-sized bloody hole. The grayish white brain substance and golden-red blood diffused around with the tidal surge, creating a strong stench of blood that attracted numerous fish, shrimp, and sea beasts to feast on her.


    Clearly, this demigod with divine blood had met an inescapable death.


    Similarly, under the crushing strength, all other areas of the battlefield showed a one-sided trend without even needing the chief gods to take action personally.


    Above the sky, the Nine Muses spread out in a ring formation, in groups of three, with arms crossed over their chests, raising their voices in song.


    The Siren women, who were accustomed to noisy and foul-mouthed chatter, each fell silent with fear, attempting to flee. However, amidst the Muses'' high-pitched singing, they uttered painful wails, their black feathers flying all about, and their bodies exploded into clouds of blood mist, eventually plunging one after another into the sea.


    Similarly, the Three Siren sisters, who were the origin of the bloodline, weren''t spared from difficulty under the bombardment of the Muse Goddesses'' divine words, and kept floundering in the sea, with their vibrant scales shedding profusely.


    Since the Nine Muses and the Siren women had a longstanding grudge, these typically petty Greek goddesses showed no mercy and dealt a deathblow without hesitation.


    Amidst the sea, the Three Gorgons drove their chariots through the waves, and under their petrifying gaze, Lamias, cursed never to close their eyes, turned to stone, were granted eternal rest, and sank into the deep sea.


    Compared to the Muses who openly sought vengeance, the younger Gorgon Sisters were much gentler, presenting death in a merciful way.


    On the shoreline, Artemis, who finished the battle first, gestured slightly and twenty hunting nymphs quickly formed two groups.


    One group dragged away the remains of the giant monster Scylla, beginning to clean up the battlefield; the other spread out in a crescent formation, guarding nearby to prevent any unseeing sea beasts from ramming into their chief god.


    As for the Goddess of the Hunt, using the reason of continuing the hunt and looking for a campsite, she promptly left behind the defeated lesser deities and took Luo En to the nearby Sicily, where they strolled comfortably through the woods with her long-lost beloved.


    Under Artemis''s eager and tender gaze, Luo En could only muster a smile and loyally followed behind the Goddess of the Hunt.


    There was no choice; a county official was no match for the present regulator. With enemies on all sides, he had to try to appease one first.


    Fortunately, a woman in love is a very emotional creature. Luo En merely indicated that he became a lesser deity of Hestia mainly because he had been favored by the Goddess of the Hearth and due to compatibility with the divine office. This tactfully brushed past his ambiguous relationship with the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Artemis, who initially wore a gloomy expression, suddenly brightened up and became somewhat jubilant.


    "Auntie? Well, that''s no problem then, she''s really nice!"


    So, as long as it''s not the old rival Athena, all is well, right?


    Seeing the schadenfreude almost written on Artemis''s face, Luo En couldn''t help but quietly scoff at the "deep affection" behind the backstabbing between the two virgin goddesses.


    However, while pleased to know that Athena did not succeed, Artemis, competitive by nature, soon discovered that Luo En, due to his divine office, was incorporated into the God of Stove''s system. She promptly dragged him to find a campsite without question and took it upon herself to learn the skills of making fire and cooking.


    Clearly, even for her revered auntie, Artemis wasn''t ready to give up and was even considering developing another divine office early to claim her little lover in advance.


    But as someone accustomed to being served, the Goddess of the Hunt managed to start a fire despite lowering her status, but she found the following steps troublesome and looked expectantly to the professional at her side.


    Luo En was torn between laughter and tears and had no choice but to squat down next to Artemis, patiently teaching her how to marinate, cook, and grill.


    Soon, the Goddess of the Hunt, having grasped some principles, excitedly sprinkled salt and spices evenly over the cleaned lean meat and patiently turned the skewers.


    Watching Artemis''s technique mature, Luo En became lost in thought by the fire.


    Seriously, does this count as teaching someone how to steal your own chief god?


    "It''s done, try it quickly!"


    While Luo En was quietly contemplating, Artemis presented her first completed dish to her teacher with a radiant smile.


    Although he wanted to delve into more profound activities, the full moon had not yet arrived and there were too many idle eyes around.


    For now, he could only endure it.


    Looking at the skewer of meat with a rather nice color in front of him, Luo En tried to pull his arm out from a pair of headlights, ready to take the skewer and give it a thorough tasting.


    However, a fair and delicate hand suddenly reached out from behind him, grabbed the skewer of grilled meat, and began to stuff it into her mouth, chewing vigorously.


    "Hmm, it''s all lean, a bit tough on the teeth; not marinated long enough, lacking flavor; and it''s even charred, the heat wasn''t controlled properly..."


    Hestia, who had arrived on the scene, professionally critiqued her niece''s crude cooking skills and then, with a serious expression, squeezed next to the beginner to show the warmth and kindness of a family elder.


    "How can this do? Come, let me teach you~!"


    Artemis watched the sudden intrusion of this third party in disbelief.


    She wasn''t actually interested in learning how to barbecue; she just simply wanted to spend time with a certain someone.


    Suddenly, the Goddess of the Hunt looked helplessly toward Luo En, who had been squeezed aside, her eyes conveying a silent plea for help.


    But before she could speak up, the Goddess of the Hearth beside her seemed to remember something and muttered to herself.


    "How can we have meat without soup?"


    Immediately after, Hestia swiftly turned her head and gave her oblivious Lesser Deity a stern glare, scolding with righteous indignation.


    "What are you standing there for? Go and gather some mushrooms and wild vegetables!"


    "I''ll also..."


    Artemis subconsciously stood up, wanting to follow and continue the private world for two.


    But Hestia put on a strict teacher''s demeanor, pressing her down with one hand, her charming face full of smiles.


    "Come on, let me teach you how to grill deliciously."


    Almost immediately afterward, as if to prevent her niece from being distracted and worried, she quickly turned her head to the side.


    "Athena, go help over there!"


    "Sure, Auntie."


    The aunt and niece exchanged a subtle look, Athena nodded cheerfully, waved her hand with a smile, and under the bewildered gaze of Artemis, she grabbed Luo En''s collar and dragged him toward the mushroom-filled woods.


    Meanwhile, the Gorgon Sisters intentionally or unintentionally kept the hunting Nymphs who wanted to come to the rescue and break the tension at bay, ensuring that the miscellaneous crowd could not disturb the Goddess of the Hearth''s family lesson.


    No...!


    Seeing her beloved cabbage being poached right in front of her by her greatest rival, Artemis couldn''t help but roar with grief and fury in her heart.


    Well done!


    As Hestia saw Athena catching her "long pass" and understanding the plan, she couldn''t help but clench her fist, excitedly waving it in secret, praising the wisdom of her great-niece.


    Following the advice of the Goddess of Wisdom, she not only caught someone on this island with malicious designs on her family''s vegetable plot but also managed to send her cabbage away safely while having the chance to properly educate the thief.


    Everything was perfect; Athena was as reliable as ever!

 Chapter 158 120: The Pure Love War God Wears Her Horns

    "making a good meal is a vast field of knowledge. But don''t worry, I will teach you ''slowly''..."


    Before the fire, the Goddess of the Hearth thought with satisfaction, while adopting the imposing attitude of an elder, she glanced at the fire with sinister intent, towards Artemis who had clamored to learn cooking.


    Seeing that the two figures had disappeared completely into the dense forest, Artemis ground her silver teeth and looked seriously at the elder who had captivated her darling, a blaze seeming to ignite in her eyes.


    "Fine, Aunt, teach me more in the future, I''ll learn patiently."


    Since she had been discovered, she wasn''t going to pretend anymore.


    She might as well turn sneaky kidnapping into an outright corner-cutting.


    Having an added functions in cooking and brewing for the Goddess of the Hunt, so what?


    Once she had learned all these things, she''d see what the other side could use to stop her!


    The gazes of the two Goddesses collided through the air, each harboring their own schemes, each with their own resentment and defiance, their eyes sparking with a fierce light.


    At that moment, Apollo, who arrived late, saw this situation and was immediately struck with an idea. He approached with a handsome face that bore a gentle and eager smile.


    "Aunt, Sister, you''re both here? I also..."


    "We''re running out of firewood." Before he could come close, Hestia showed her consistently unfriendly side.


    However, the God of Light was well-prepared, his eyes earnestly seeking his sister from the same mother.


    "What are you dawdling for? Go find some now!"


    Artemis looked back and unceremoniously waved her hand to shoo him away.


    "..."


    Apollo''s face stiffened, and the gentle smile began to strain.


    But in the end, under the pressure of kinship and the tyranny of his elder sister, the God of Light, his mind turning to mush, meekly commanded The Nine Muses, who accompanied him, to honestly collect firewood in the forest.


    And after dismissing the uninvited guest, the two Goddesses instinctively turned their heads to look at each other; their gazes intense and full of emotion, as if seeing only the other in their eyes... or should I say, their rival?


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who had been dragged into the small woods, breathed a sigh of relief.


    He had finally managed to shake off Artemis for a while; he could hardly handle her fiery enthusiasm.


    However, Luo En''s joy didn''t last more than a few seconds. As he saw Athena approaching with a cheerful smile and considered the delicate scene with just the two of them, he fell deep in thought.


    Something seemed off...


    The Goddess of Wisdom approached step by step, her smile growing more radiant.


    "No need to think anymore, now, nobody can save you."


    The next moment, Athena''s expression changed, the space around twisted and closed off, and her hands skillfully snapped off a branch, gradually stripping away the errant twigs, while her eyes as dazzling as stars looked ominously at a certain person in the field.


    Instantly, familiar memories flooded his mind, and Luo En shivered uncontrollably, wailing in his heart.


    Damn it, drive the tiger to devour the wolf and secretly cross the Chencang!


    Lady Hestia, Little Moon, come quickly! You two fools don''t even realize you''ve been robbed!


    "Wait a moment! If you draw them all here, our hunt won''t be able to continue..."


    At the critical moment, Luo En boldly raised his voice, cautiously reminding.


    As soon as these words came out, Athena raised an eyebrow and snorted, tossing away the branch in her hand.


    "I''ll take note of this for now, but you''ll explain to me later, what exactly is going on between you and that crazy woman!"


    "I should be asking you! Knowing full well that Lady Hestia is close to me and that Apollo has designs on Hestia, yet you still invited that guy. Aren''t you afraid that I''ll end up with eight arrows in my back, practically a suicide?"


    Luo En countered unreservedly, glaring back at Athena to show his displeasure.


    Constantly yielding would only lead to being completely oppressed by this woman, so it was essential to show some backbone when it was necessary, indicating his emotions and stance.


    Of course, this also involved using questions to answer questions as a strategy.


    After all, no one was clean.


    Hearing the resentment interwoven in Luo En''s words, Athena''s face softened somewhat, and she assured solemnly.


    "Don''t worry, with me here, he can''t touch you!"


    "What about Hestia?"


    Luo En glanced at the Goddess of Wisdom, his gaze somewhat gloomy.


    Having just dealt with the ordeal involving Artemis, he couldn''t help but feel a bit of psychological shadow now.


    Moreover, despite Apollo appearing to be a gentleman of impeccable manners, his track record in matters of love was anything but proper.


    There was the killing of a wife��when his lover Coronis was pregnant, he fell in love with the mortal Ischys. An enraged Apollo secretly shot her. During her cremation, Apollo rescued the unborn child from her body, and that child was none other than Asclepius, the Medicine God.


    There was the seduction��young Huntress Cyrene, while grappling with a lion barehanded, caught the attention of Apollo. The God of Light, against the maiden''s wishes, abducted her in his swan-drawn chariot to Libya, presenting the girl as a gift for all to see.


    There was the relentless pursuit turning to furious embarrassment��Nymph Daphne was lusted after by a lovestruck Apollo and was relentlessly pursued. Unable to bear the harassment, she eventually implored her father, a river god, to turn her into a Laurel Tree to escape Apollo''s search. When Apollo arrived, he "affectionately" decided he would use the laurel''s branches to crown himself, its wood to craft his lyre, and its flowers to adorn his bow. Thus, the segmented Daphne was forever deprived of the chance to revert to her original form.


    ...Essentially, nearly every woman connected with this God of Light ended with a less than favorable fate.


    This glimpse into his dealings gave insight into the fact that Apollo''s handling of relationships was far from as noble and righteous as his divine office suggested.


    The reason Hestia had been able to live her life peacefully after rejecting her nephew was simply that she, being one of the Twelve Olympians, held a revered status and had the power to protect herself.


    But over time, who could guarantee that the God of Light, ostensibly bright but with a somewhat twisted heart, wouldn''t harbor some crooked thoughts.


    "If you''re worried about your aunt? Then there''s even less need to."


    Athena glanced at Luo En in front of her and mused deeply with profound meaning.


    "Among the three great virgin Goddesses, her chastity is the most unbreakable. Not only does Apollo stand no chance, even my uncle Poseidon and Father God Zeus can''t go against her wishes. Because the entire order of Olympus is founded upon her vow of chastity!"


    Upon hearing this Earth-shattering secret, Luo En could not conceal his astonishment.


    He found it hard to imagine that the seemingly gullible homebody next door had played such a critical role in the establishment of the Olympian order.


    As if she saw the doubt in Luo En''s eyes, Athena proceeded to explain the reasons at length.

 Chapter 163 122: Im Actually the Victim?

    What is that?!


    Meanwhile, at the campfire, Hestia and Artemis, who had been getting along so lovingly, abruptly stood up when they saw that giant wave looming over the sea, fast approaching Sicily, their expressions slightly changing.


    As the angry waves neared, the nine Muse Goddesses, who had been picking up shells by the seaside, instantly soared into the air, singing in unison at the top of their lungs.


    "Aa--Aaa--Aaaa----"


    The high-pitched monosyllabic divine words, spurred by divine power, transformed into a resounding hymn. Rings of golden ripples clashed directly against the ferocious hundred-meter-high wave, attempting to intercept it.


    But after only a brief contact, the golden ripples were engulfed by the colossal sound of the wave.


    The tide''s overwhelming force showed no sign of slowing down. On the contrary, it became even more violent and turbulent, as if a giant were roaring in anger.


    Seeing ten thousand tons of seawater about to crash down upon them, the caught-off-guard nine Muse Goddesses couldn''t help but lose color in their faces.


    "Hum!"


    At that very moment, the sky suddenly brightened, a fierce blaze shot up to the heavens, enveloping the entire island of Sicily.


    It was Lord Apollo!


    Seeing the handsome man, looking like the sun ascending to mid-sky, the nine Muse Goddesses couldn''t help but let out excited cheers.


    Under the gazes of a flock of admiring ladies, Apollo, wishing to show himself off, gracefully nodded his head and elegantly pulled out the golden longsword at his waist. He pointed it toward the sky while his left hand brushed over the sword''s blade. Golden red ether crazily converged in the sky, a blazing light spiraling and extending around the blade, forming a shimmering trail, like the corona of the sun.


    ��Light, reborn here!


    The god of light and prophecy, with the motions of authority and a halo upon him, gently waved his hand, and a hundred-meter-long sword of corona swept across the sky.


    In an instant, the sky-high wave was neatly split in two, and the water vapor, rising due to the high temperature, rapidly dispersed, forming a vast expanse of white mist.


    The refracted light, forming a splendid rainbow in the mid-air, made the god of light and prophecy stand out even more handsome and imposing.


    At that moment, crisp applause rang out simultaneously from the woods, and Luo En and Athena involuntarily glanced at each other.


    "That was quite a spectacle..."


    "I thought so too..."


    Both praised Apollo''s grace sincerely, yet their eyes were filled with schadenfreude.


    It''s like having a pillow handed to you when sleepy; no sooner had the bait been hung than someone couldn''t wait to bite.


    And to have two at once...


    Tsk tsk, where does this unprovoked spirit of competition come from?


    Luo En looked up at the god of light and prophecy in the sky, showing off uninvited, and shook his head with the air of one who had been there before.


    However, he was also somewhat puzzled.


    "Speaking of which, why are all the Muses by the seaside? Weren''t it Artemis''s hunting Nymphs who were guarding outside before?"


    "Maybe they heard that the seaside of Sicily had some marvelous shells that could capture the sound of tide to use as recording material for their songs?"


    "..."


    Luo En turned his head toward Athena, who was nonchalantly standing by, a subtle look in his eyes, while internally he grumbled to himself.


    If I get unknowingly tricked in the future, it is definitely your fault.


    "...Die!"


    As the two of them tacitly squatted in the dense forest, shielding the radiantly luminous Apollo in front of them, an irate, indistinct roar followed from beneath the nearby waters. A half-man, half-snake monstrous figure with a serpent-like tail measuring hundreds of meters and hair undulating like sea snakes charged towards the shore. Its pincer-like giant claws, harder than the finest steel, swept towards the God of Light up in the sky with the speed of lightning.


    It''s not Poseidon?


    Seeing that unexpected figure, Luo En''s eyes slightly revealed a touch of astonishment.


    "Father of Sea Monsters��Phorcys, he represents the fury of the sea, an extension of Poseidon''s authority."


    Athena, standing beside him, provided an answer in a grave tone, her face showing a hint of regret.


    "Looks like the real target wasn''t lured out..."


    Phorcys? The husband of the demon Keto?


    Luo En listened quietly, understanding in his heart.


    According to legend, sea monsters would appear when Poseidon became enraged. When he wielded his Trident, he could easily stir up tremendous waves, spark storms and tsunamis causing continents to sink and the land to shatter, pulverize all things, and even trigger earthquakes. When he drove his chariot across the ocean, the waves would calm, and dolphins would follow in his wake.


    Though Phorcys is often portrayed as a monster, as an offspring resulting from the divine union of the Old Sea God Pontos and Mother Earth Gaia, he is one of the primeval sea gods in Ancient Greek mythology.


    At the same time, as a symbol of the sea''s fury, Phorcys was coincidentally an embodiment of Poseidon''s wrathful image and power.


    Therefore, His Majesty the God of the Sea had likely already secretly subdued this mindless divine monster couple and incorporated them into his system of lesser deities.


    Otherwise, it wouldn''t be that easy to mobilize such a massive tide of beasts to besiege Crete Island.


    However, this place is not Crete Island.


    Even without counting Hestia, specialized in eating melon seeds and cooking, there are three chief gods left in the battle, plus a whole bunch of accompanying lesser deities.


    Now, the tables have turned, friend!


    Looking at the Father of Sea Monsters who furiously collided with the hunting party from Sicily, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a bit of schadenfreude.


    And seeing Apollo and the Father of Sea Monsters in the midst of a real fiery battle, clashing divine powers at the ocean''s surface, Athena couldn''t help shaking her head.


    How could such a level of friendly match suffice?


    When out hunting, there must be blood!


    "Let''s go help. Although we couldn''t lure out the main target, eating some shrimp when there''s no fish is still acceptable," the nefariously wise Goddess of Wisdom immediately dragged Luo En onto her chariot, ready to go "help" the God of Light and Prophecy.


    Watching Little Medusa eagerly stuff the reins into his hands and the God of Stove lesser deity switch allegiances once again, Luo En was caught between laughter and tears, feeling helpless. He could only steer the heavenly steeds, having served the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, he was now at the service of Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom.


    Looking at the chariot speeding across the sky, and the two figures huddled on it, Artemis and Hestia in the camp exchanged looks.


    "Auntie, we''ll be right back, keep the meal warm!"


    Accompanied by a laugh filled with joy, Athena, who had successfully sneaked away, armed with spear and shield, stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo En who handled the chariot, both racing towards the fierce battle at the sea.


    "Curse it! Don''t run!"


    Artemis, the first to come to her senses, immediately started angrily accusing a certain owl of its shameless theft, while blowing a whistle to summon her golden chariot and the Nymphs who were hunters, chasing after them with all her might.


    As the two hunting parties moved farther away, the only one left behind, tasked with guarding the home and cooking, was the Goddess of the Hearth. Gazing at the empty camp and the fire that hadn''t yet been extinguished, she couldn''t help falling into deep thought.


    Something seems off?

 Chapter 164 123 I choose C, since theyre all equal!

    Above the Sea of Okeanos, three chariots raced past, slicing through the waves as they moved forward.


    The previously ferocious demon-god Phorcys, now bore over a hundred arrows on his back; his left pincer was chopped off, and his hefty lower snake body was covered with charred marks from flames and the gruesome wounds from divine incantations.


    Facing the encirclement of three Chief Gods and thirty-three Lesser Deities, even Poseidon himself would have been beaten black and blue.


    Not to mention Phorcys, the fallen demon-god.


    Thus, the father of sea monsters, who had narrowly escaped demise on the spot, realized he was the one being lured and immediately fled like a dog who had lost its home, madly rushing into the depths of the ocean.


    Apollo, Athena, and Artemis took turns pursuing and intercepting but did not hasten to strike. They instead used their weapons to continuously inflict more wounds on Phorcys.


    ����Typically, a seasoned hunter will first gradually wear down the prey''s strength and will to resist before waiting for the right moment to strike.


    As for what constitutes the right opportunity,


    For Apollo, it was how to end the battle gracefully;


    For Artemis, it was when close to Athena''s chariot;


    For Athena, preferably right on Poseidon''s doorstep...


    The three Chief Gods, each with their own thoughts, chased each other over the sea, unhurriedly, forcing Phorcys to continue his desperate flight, gradually draining his inherent divinity.


    Finally, after nearly half an hour of escape, the heavily scarred father of sea monsters realized it was no use and furiously turned his massive body, spewing a spray of ghastly green venom.


    However, neither the light that dissolved filth nor the arrows that purified disease, nor even the shields flickering with runes, could break through this venom, which could only be dissipated on the spot, turning into a stench-filled poisonous fog.


    "Hiss~!"


    Phorcys on the sea surface, seeing the three chariots closing in fan-shaped, let out an angry hiss, wielding his enormous pincers and commanding the waves, lunging forward in a last-ditch effort to fight.


    Tsk, a scapegoat?


    Really clean and decisive...


    Looking at the sea monster father ahead who had turned from fleeing to charging, Athena frowned slightly, a trace of regret in her eyes.


    At the same time, Apollo, who had been chasing the whole way, also ran out of patience, gracefully raised his hand, and pulled back the silver longbow to its full extent.


    Accompanied by the sanctifying voices of the nine Muse Goddesses, a silver Light Arrow gradually appeared on the bowstring.


    Upon closer inspection, the Light Arrow was made of countless secret writings, containing immense Divine Power.


    May this obstacle burn away like chaff under this strike!


    Apollo looked down proudly at the ugly creature on the sea surface, ready to bring down the judgment from the light.


    "Move aside!"


    However, just as he was aligning his posture and angle, about to finish off his prey, his sister Artemis''s Sacred Deer Chariot came barreling from behind, first making him stagger, and then charging diagonally across the shooting range, heading straight for Athena''s chariot.


    "Luo En, come help me drive~!"


    With that cheery shout reaching his ears, Apollo''s face turned dark as a storm.


    At that moment, Athena set up her Aegis Shield, unapologetically keeping Artemis at bay.


    "He''s busy! Don''t you have twenty Nymphs? Isn''t that enough to drive for you?"


    "Don''t you also have three Lesser Deities? Why persist in clinging to my aunt''s Lesser Deity?"


    Artemis wasn''t foolish, she immediately launched a verbal offensive using Hestia as her reasoning.


    "The rookie inevitably needs experience; I''m just helping aunt by guiding him!" Athena retorted coldly.


    "I can do that too! I''m the Hunting God, who better to teach the ways of the hunt?" Artemis argued with equal conviction.


    As she spoke, Artemis demonstrated her superb chariot-driving skills, driving the two golden-horned deer alongside Athena''s celestial steed chariot, her longing gaze fixed on the "top prize" who had been taken over at the front of the chariot.


    As Athena became more suspicious and sensed something was amiss, she looked solemnly at a certain improper fellow, the Spear of Victory with its golden tassels tilted forward, the message clear without words.


    Under the watchful eyes of the two Goddesses, Luo En couldn''t help but feel his scalp tingle.


    Another deadly question.


    Whether he chose A or B, there would be a reckoning in the days to come.


    So...


    Instantly, Luo En shoved the reins into Little Medusa''s hands and promptly grabbed a bronze spear, decisively jumping off the chariot, unleashing Divine Power, and righteously headed for option C above the sea surface.


    "Quick! It''s trying to escape! Don''t let that menace get away!"


    "?"


    At this point, Phorcys, the father of sea monsters, already at the end of his rope and ready for a do-or-die struggle, wore a confused expression.


    The two goddesses, locked in confrontation, saw the long-legged "grand prize" make a run for it, and lost their buffer�� their gazes intertwined in mid-air, sparking faint but intense friction.


    Without a second word, they simultaneously pulled on the reins and charged straight at Phorcys on the sea''s surface.


    If that was the case, then it was time for the old rule.


    ����The winner takes all!


    ����Whether it''s the right to the spoils of this hunt or the privilege to distribute and indulge in them afterward!


    For a moment, Phorcys, the target of both the Goddess of the Hunt and the Goddess of War, felt the pressure that Luo En had previously endured.


    Once the decision was made, Athena and Artemis, both vying subtly, attacked in unison.


    The Goddess of Wisdom was the first to lean back, her supple back arching like a taut bowstring, an exaggerated arc forming, with layers of light patterns dancing on her golden-tasseled Spear of Victory.


    ����Victory, invoke thy name!


    With Athena''s silent chant, the Spear of Victory turned into a gruesome streak of golden light, fiercely shooting forward.


    At this moment, Artemis, who had lost the initiative, was not in a hurry; as she lifted her bow of gold, she cast a meaningful glance behind, sending a significant look.


    Apollo, watching from afar, instantly got the message and raised his own bow of silver, in sync with his sister.


    They had grown up together, they understood each other''s thoughts, they shared the same skills, and they had an unparalleled tacit understanding.


    ����Thou art the Rapid Shooting of Silver!


    Silver Light Arrows were fired into the sky, piercing through the Magic Circle Diagram formed above Phorcys''s head, then countless silver arrows rained down like a torrential downpour, simultaneously striking the vast body of the sea monster and, coincidentally, colliding with the onrushing Spear of Victory, intercepting it.


    ����Thou art the Piercing Star of Gold!


    Almost at the same moment, Artemis, full of pent-up energy, also fired her sure shot.


    The golden stream of light shot forward, deftly avoiding the silver arrows.


    Shameless! She actually sought external help!


    Seeing this, Athena couldn''t help but glare indignantly at Artemis, accused of lacking martial ethics.


    However, the Goddess of the Hunt showed no shame for this trickery; instead, she revealed a smile that implied it was all as it should be.


    She had delivered that boy herself, half his life belonged to her, so what''s wrong with a little help?


    Therefore, this victory is mine, Athena!


    Gauging the timing, Artemis''s lips curled into a quiet smile, ready to close her eyes and savor the prey''s last cries.


    Unwilling to concede defeat, Athena too raised her hand forward, making a grasping motion to further activate the Divinity of the Spear of Victory, hoping to break through the blockade of silver arrows quickly.


    At that moment, an unexpected development occurred.


    Several Silver Light Arrows, deflected by the Spear of Victory, happened to collide with the golden arrow hurriedly shot by Artemis.


    With a harsh metallic clang, the golden arrowhead was nudged off just a slight angle, careening toward the sea.


    As they say, a miss is as good as a mile, and this was a prime example.


    However, Artemis was no longer concerned with whether she hit her prey.


    Because at that moment, a rushing figure was right in the path of the falling golden arrow.


    "Be careful!"


    In the nick of time, the Goddess of the Hunt raised her hand hastily, forcibly dispersing the Magic Power of the golden arrow.


    "Hum!"


    A vast golden ether torrent kicked up a fierce storm.


    As Phorcys closed in, his body urgently swung around, wielding his spear defensively, Luo En, unable even to stand steadily in his prepared stance, felt a fine sweat break out on the back of his neck.


    "Pfft!"


    At the same time, the Spear of Victory broke through the silver arrow rain, striking Phorcys''s head directly, the explosion of Divine Power instantly blowing away half of the sea monster father''s skull, marking the end of the hunt.

 Chapter 165 124: You Already Have a Path to Death

    The golden-horned deer-drawn chariot sped across the sea, and Artemis hurriedly jumped off the chariot, rushing straight towards her lover. She grabbed his arm and anxiously checked him over.


    "Luo En, are you alright?!"


    Luo En shook his head subconsciously, indicating he was unharmed.


    However, only after she had confirmed over and over again that her lover had not actually been injured did the Hunting Goddess finally breathe a sigh of relief, her face filled with a sense of shame.


    "I didn''t expect that arrow to accidentally fly towards you. Sorry, it was my fault."


    Despite saying so, the corner of Artemis''s eye darkly glanced back at Athena, who was rapidly approaching in her chariot, and protectively pulled Luo En behind her.


    "It''s okay, such oversights are inevitable on the battlefield; it was just an accident."


    Luo En smiled, unconcerned, and stepped forward to pull the Spear of Victory, along with the pierced divine core, out of Phorcys''s skull, handing them back to Athena, who had been crowned the hunting champion.


    Meanwhile, he stood between them, easing the somewhat delicate atmosphere, and pointed to the sunset about to dip below the horizon on the sea surface, kindly reminding them.


    "It''s getting late, we should head back, or Lady Hestia will become impatient."


    "Alright, I''ll take you back!"


    As soon as Luo En finished speaking, Athena took the opportunity to respond and, during the exchange of the Spear of Victory, immediately pulled him onto the chariot.


    At the same time, without need for the Goddess of Wisdom to remind them, the Gorgon Sisters resolutely shook the reins and, steering Pegasus, turned around and headed toward Sicily.


    Seeing Athena speed away in a daze with her two "trophies," Artemis, who was a beat behind, came to her senses and waved her hand in indignation.


    "Let''s go, we''ll chase them!"


    The golden-horned deer raised its head and neighed in response to its master''s mood. It immediately began running, pulling the golden chariot, chasing toward the target. The twenty nymph maidens who had arrived late also turned to follow the chariot, rolling mightily toward the distant Sicily.


    "Wait for me!"


    Seeing Artemis leaving a trail of dust, Apollo also shouted lowly, summoned The Nine Muses around him, turned his chariot, and followed closely behind, his expression solemn as he covered for his sister.


    However, as he glanced behind him, the God of Light''s eyes surveyed the remains of Phorcys slowly disintegrating on the sea surface, a subtle shadow passed over his handsome face.


    Meanwhile, atop the swiftly moving chariot of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "It wasn''t I..."


    "I know."


    Amidst a calm voice, Luo En tossed the crack-ridden divine core of Phorcys into Little Medusa''s arms.


    Feeling the resonance of their shared divinity, the Gorgon Sisters couldn''t help but drop the reins, squatting in a corner, collectively drawing in the Divine Power that leaked from the core.


    Their contented expressions were as if they were high.


    Even the sharp-tongued Stheno and Euryale softened their gaze toward Luo En, satisfied with his generous gift.


    At that moment, hearing Luo En''s casual reply, Athena, who was contemplating her next explanation, turned her head to look at him, her eyes showing surprise.


    "Such a crude method isn''t like your style." Luo En said with a smile, stating his natural assumption, "If you were to do the same thing, I probably wouldn''t even know how I died."


    "While I appreciate your high opinion of me..." Athena paused, her gaze toward Luo En growing deeper. "But I have the feeling you''re insulting me."


    However, immediately after that, her tense face blossomed with a faint smile, and she generously waved her hand.


    "Never mind, I forgive you this time."


    Hearing the magnanimous tone of the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En couldn''t help but find it a tad amusing and exasperating.


    Still claiming you''re not petty?


    To those unaware, they might think you were the victim, right?


    Accompanying Luo En''s inner mocking, Athena, who calmed her mind, knit her brows and her face gradually took on a stern look.


    "This was my oversight; I didn''t expect him to be bold enough to use his own sister."


    "Not surprising..."


    Luo En shook his head, his gaze serene.


    Perhaps it was a mismatch of dispositions, and through the deconstruction of mythology, he''d come to know the darker side of the God of Light.


    So, from the very first encounter, Luo En had anticipated that this younger brother-in-law would likely make a move against him.


    In one version of the Greek myths, Orion, who had won Artemis''s heart with the power of the God of Love, thought he was home free only to be schemed against by Apollo, his younger brother-in-law and ultimately shot to death by an unsuspecting Artemis.


    Now that Luo En had taken Orion''s place, he was naturally the target of that younger brother-in-law''s schemes.


    Moreover, compared to Orion, he had an additional quality that made him intolerable to Apollo��a "Path to Death" Apollo had coveted but could never obtain.


    ��Lady Hestia, whom the God of Light desired but could never have, also had a close relationship with Luo En.


    Thus, whether it was jealousy for Hestia''s exclusive favor or hatred for Artemis''s intimacy with him, this ostensibly charming but inherently arrogant and conceited God of Light had every reason to want him dead.


    He just hadn''t expected the God of Light to lose his patience so quickly.


    To think he''d seize the opportunity of a sea hunt and a feud between two goddesses to interfere and secretly take out a bothersome rival.


    He believed his actions were flawless, yet playing such conspiratorial tricks in front of two even more deceitful deities was tantamount to showing off one''s skill with the axe at the door of Lu Ban.


    Probably only Artemis at the scene would believe her helpful brother was just "careless" and instead suspect Athena, her rival, as the true culprit.


    Of course, Luo En and Athena had considered blowing the whistle on this matter.


    Yet, without conclusive evidence, such a move might not only prove fruitless but also alert the enemy.


    Athena recalled the perilous scene at sea, pursed her lips, and whispered in a low voice.


    "When we reach the island, I will find an excuse to send them away..."


    "No need!"


    However, Luo En, the victim of the plot, shook his head in refusal.


    "If we let them go so easily, wouldn''t I have taken that arrow for nothing?"


    Moreover, now was a critical time for a joint scheme against Poseidon, and letting Apollo off the hook so easily seemed rather counterproductive.


    At least, they ought to make use of him before settling scores afterwards.


    Seeing the malicious glint in Luo En''s eyes, Athena clearly understood someone''s true intentions.


    After a brief moment of hesitation, the Goddess of Wisdom made up her mind and turned to inquire.


    "What about Artemis? With this incident, the key is what she thinks..."


    "Don''t worry, I will explain it to her on your behalf tonight!"


    Facing such a daunting task, Luo En naturally volunteered, puffing out his chest and stepping forward.


    "Good, I''ll keep Apollo and Aunt Hestia occupied for you..."


    Athena displayed a posture of complete trust, solemnly assuring as she looked at Luo En with eyes filled with tenderness, her voice warmer than usual.


    "Once we''re done with this, I''ll prepare a divine gift for your ascension."


    Upon hearing there was an unexpected joy to come, Luo En couldn''t help but be filled with anticipation.


    Indeed, whether in glory or in blame, Sister Athena would never let him down!


    However, as Luo En started to fantasize about the rewards that awaited him, he did not notice the deepening gaze in Athena''s eyes, nor the hand held behind her, cracking ominously.


    A reward?


    Yes, once we''re done with this matter, I will definitely reward you properly...


    The smile on the Goddess of Wisdom''s face grew more radiant and gentle, her silver teeth grinding silently behind her cherry lips.

 Chapter 166 125: Crime Before a Womans Eyes

    Sunset approached.


    Three chariots crossed the vast sea and one after the other, arrived at Sicily.


    At the camp, smoke was rising from the cooking, and the Goddess of the Hearth, tasked with staying behind, was actually busily preparing a meal.


    Seeing that the lesser deity she thought had been abducted had safely returned, Hestia didn''t think much of it and immediately got up excitedly from the fire, rushing to greet Athena and a few others she knew well, chattering nonstop about the new dish she had developed that day.


    Looking at the face that was slightly blackened by the smoke under the sunset, yet showing a hint of pride, Luo En raised his hand to his forehead, inwardly rolling his eyes.


    ����With this intelligence and level of awareness, he thought, in the future it''s not just about guarding the vegetable garden, even taking care of herself would be difficult...


    ����Sigh!


    As both he and Athena shook their heads in a nearly synchronized sigh, their gazes met and they couldn''t help but suppress a chuckle.


    With just a glance, they managed to communicate more information beneath the oblivious Hestia''s nose and started complimenting the increasingly skilled cooking and housekeeping abilities of the Goddess of the Hearth from either side of her, while casually planning the evening''s entertainment.


    ����I''ve heard there''s a type of seaweed called kombu in the sea that, when brewed into a soup or added to food, can produce a marvelous effect of enhancing flavor.


    ����As for where to find it, Athena, who is half descended from sea gods (her mother being the Ocean Goddess Metis) and is knowledgeable as the Goddess of Wisdom, indicated that she might have some information and could take Hestia to look for it in the evening.


    However, deep sea diving can be dangerous.


    Trying to find that type of algae in the dark and lightless ocean depths would require a top-level collector...


    Next, almost without needing a reminder from Luo En and Athena, the Goddess of the Hearth, whose intelligence seemed to be operating on autopilot, set her sights on the bright God of Light, who naturally emits light at night.


    Hearing that the Goddess he was pursuing had, for the first time, taken the initiative to invite him, Apollo was instantly thrilled and accepted the invitation with wild joy.


    In the corner, watching Apollo eagerly take the bait, Luo En and Athena exchanged a glance and simultaneously curled their lips upwards, revealing sly smiles.


    Given the uncertainty of the species and the vague geography, Apollo''s venture into the sea to find that so-called flavor-enhancing algae was unlikely to be easy.


    Of course, he was most likely to return without success.


    After all, Luo En forgot to say


    ����Kombu is primarily found in another realm, and it seems to clash a bit with the Mediterranean environment...


    Apollo, totally oblivious to the setup, ate a few quick bites of a hot meal and, in his eagerness to impress the Goddess, hastily gathered The Nine Muses and followed Athena and Hestia to the sea in search of the legendary umami ingredient.


    As the three chief gods and their accompanying lesser deities moved increasingly away, Artemis immediately put down her half-eaten roast meat, stood up, cleared her throat at the Nymphs around her, and announced in all seriousness.


    "It looks like we''re on vigil tonight. You groups of three, keep a close watch on the nearby seas. Absolutely do not end up like those Muses, who don''t even know when a creature has crept up beside them!"


    The Nymphs solemnly nodded and then, following the orders of the Chief God Artemis, spread out in all directions, creating a protective perimeter around Sicily on the sea.


    Watching as the lesser deities completely disappeared into the night, Artemis could no longer contain herself, grabbed Luo En''s hands, and once again vowed earnestly.


    "I really didn''t do it on purpose at sea!"


    Looking at the anxiously flustered Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En smiled and nodded just as he had before.


    Nevertheless, Artemis, as the prime suspect, couldn''t help but reassert.


    "I really didn''t!"


    Given the spell of chastity, she had more of a motive to silence him than anyone else had at the time.


    Normally, even if she had done it, the Goddess of the Hunt wouldn''t bother to explain.


    And the only reason she would speak so humbly and fretfully was due to some particular cause.


    It seemed to Luo En that Artemis was much more smitten than he had anticipated; no wonder Apollo couldn''t resist making a move on him so quickly.


    He sighed inwardly and once again nodded in earnest.


    "It was that woman who struck first!"


    Upon hearing Artemis bluntly point the finger at her rival Athena, Luo En was somewhat caught between laughter and tears.


    "If that were true, Goddess Athena wouldn''t have left us alone here."


    "...She''s helping me?"


    Surprised by this unexpected answer, Artemis, covertly snitching to her lover, was slightly taken aback and her face colored with embarrassment.


    Seeing that the iron was hot, Luo En proceeded to clear Athena''s suspicion.


    "See, I told you, it was just an accident, and you''re the only one taking it seriously."


    Realizing she had been overanxious, Artemis shyly bowed her head, and her perception of her rival became tinged with a complex sense of guilt.


    ����It''s my misunderstanding; she''s actually quite nice.


    Then, the Goddess of the Hunt by the firelight glanced ruefully at her beau, murmuring with regret.


    "Fifteen days until the full moon..."


    For the straightforward Artemis, making a mistake naturally required compensation.


    As she spoke, the huntress licked her moist cherry lips, and a flame seemed to rise in her silver eyes.


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn''t help breaking into a sweat, and he quickly pressed down on Artemis, who was about to crouch down.


    "There''s no rush for this, let''s leave it for later..."


    Even though this method of compensation was thrilling and enticing,


    considering the several chief gods who had come to the island��one was as crafty as a hive, the other already harboring murderous intentions against him.


    In addition, there was a whole host of lesser deities accompanying them.


    For the sake of his own life, there was plenty of time in the future��there was no need to crave for instant gratification, better to play it safe.


    Seeing her lover''s attitude, the passionate Goddess of the Hunt could only resign herself with disappointment.


    After successfully calming Artemis, Luo En took the initiative and extended his hand, showing a faint smile.


    "Since we both have some time, walk with me."


    "Okay!"


    The huntress nodded earnestly, smiled and took his hand, pulling her lover along for a walk through the woods.


    Moonlight caressed the rolling waves, and the rhythm of the nearby tides added a symphony to the atmosphere.


    Under the night sky, the two silhouettes walked side by side, talking and laughing, like a perfectly matched couple.


    In this harmonious atmosphere, Luo En also gradually let down his guard and admired the calm and elegant side of the Goddess of the Hunt up close.


    In fact, he was well aware that the rapid warming of their relationship was a product of the suspension bridge effect.


    ��The suspension bridge effect describes when a person in a tense or fearful situation, like crossing a suspension bridge, experiences an involuntary acceleration of the heartbeat. If they happen to meet another person at this time, they might misinterpret this acceleration, caused by the environment, as being attracted to the other person, thereby developing romantic feelings towards them.


    The initial accidental union and the subsequent fear had jointly cultivated this "romance."


    But in reality, such a relationship was not stable.


    Once the passion faded and the crisis was over, it was easy for various emotional problems to arise between the two.


    Therefore, to avoid leaving too many problems for the future and the possibility of being knifed by a frenzied Artemis someday, Luo En, after finishing his ''role'', naturally had to synchronize and refresh the true emotional buildup.


    At present, it all seemed to be going according to plan.


    ��He figured that, with this favorability level, even if he were to reveal his fling with Athena at this time, Artemis would perhaps spurn him a little less when dismembering him.


    ��Probably?


    Under the moonlight, the man and woman shared a loving smile and continued forward.


    Meanwhile, a group of hunting nymphs responsible for patrolling the nearby sea were resting near the rocks.


    Artemis subconsciously let go of her lover''s tightly held hand, intending to step forward and greet them, when a snort reached her ears.


    "Our chief deity is getting more and more disgraceful, all day long sticking with that stinking man. She gets more excited seeing him than a hunting dog spotting a rabbit. What kind of behavior is that?"


    Under the moonlight, a hunting nymph with an androgynous beauty leaned against the rock, admiring her reflection in the ocean and growing more satisfied and proud by the moment.


    "If you ask me, since she has taken a spring fancy, I might as well take her place as the Virgin Goddess,"


    Hearing her companion''s wild talk, two other hunting nymphs rolled their eyes nonchalantly.


    She was the daughter of the giant Rhea and the Ocean Goddess Periboea, hence more noble than an average ocean nymph; therefore, she was not only very proud but sometimes even looked down upon her mistress, Artemis.


    Accustomed to their companion''s unrestrained speech, the two nymph attendants couldn''t be bothered to respond.


    After all, it was just talk...


    At this moment, Artemis, from within the shadows, stopped, turned her head to her lover, and asked with a radiant smile.


    "Is she pretty?"


    "..."


    Just as Luo En was about to instinctively process his thoughts and prepare to answer this deadly question in his usual analytical manner, the atmosphere under the moonlight shifted as the huntress''s tone took a sudden turn, her smile brimming with a hint of madness.


    "The beloved daughter of the giant Rhea and the Ocean Goddess Periboea... is her name Ora, perhaps? Since she so wants to replace me, let her have her wish tonight!"


    And as the name of that hunting nymph reached his ears, Luo En couldn''t help but twitch, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.


    ��How did he encounter her?


    It seemed... there was a big problem...

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    "Ora, a female companion of the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, a chaste female hunter.


    She had incurred the Goddess'' wrath by vying with Artemis in chastity and androgynous beauty. Nemesis, at Artemis'' request, allowed the God of Wine, Dionysus, to rape Ora.


    Consequently, Ora went mad and became the ''man-slayer''."


    When her twins were born, she ate one of them, while Artemis saved the other��the calling god, Icarus.


    Thereafter, Zeus turned her into a gentle breeze, ending the tragedy..."


    Recalling the records about this breeze goddess in the mythology of Greece, Luo En, as the future criminal, felt enormous pressure.


    He wasn''t exactly a righteous man, but to force himself on her and then cause mother and child to kill each other, was somewhat beyond his limits.


    Moreover, he did not eat just anything...


    Leaving his vast vegetable garden untouched at home, spending effort on a bean sprout in the wilds, unless his head was full of pits.


    But just as Luo En contemplated how to avoid this dangerous topic, Artemis had already made the choice for him.


    ��The moonlight scattered on the sea wavered and flickered, startling the three-person squad who were resting slightly.


    Then, as if receiving instructions from some mysterious force, their expressions became serious, they dispersed from each other, and each ran in different directions, gradually drifting away.


    Ora, responsible for the coast, headed west across the beach and walked into the coastal forest, bow and arrow in hand, vigilantly surveying her surroundings.


    However, after moving deep into the forest for a good while, the scenery remained unchanged, all trees and vines.


    Here and there, startled birds and squirrels darted about, causing the highly strung female hunter to almost release her arrow.


    Finally, after patrolling for about a quarter of an hour, the frustrated breeze goddess, unable to bear it any longer and believing herself to be alone, spat on a tree root and couldn''t help cursing quietly.


    "There''s nothing here at all, what does Artemis want us to check? Has that woman recently become so infatuated with that smelly man that her brain has burned out?"


    "Are you talking about me?"


    At that moment, a ghostly voice came from behind, and Ora instinctively turned around, her body stiffening, pupils quaking.


    Under the caressing moonlight, the "brain damaged" Goddess of the Hunt stood in the mottled tree shade, smiling warmly at her.


    And beside the Goddess, a certain "smelly man" was raising his hand to his forehead, as if he could hardly bear to look directly at her.


    Cursing herself for running into the main subject, she couldn''t imagine anything more embarrassing.


    And one of them was her immediate superior.


    "Gulp��"


    The clear sound of swallowing resonated loudly in the silent forest.


    Ora''s proud face turned a shade paler as she swallowed a large gulp of saliva.


    "When did you get here?"


    "Right when you were talking about wanting to sit in my seat..."


    Artemis stepped closer, her smile gentle and radiant.


    ��Only, the hint of amusement in those silver eyes caused Ora''s hair to stand on end, her body trembling involuntarily.


    As a native of the Age of Greek Gods, she was of course well aware of the female deities'' cunning, their true nature.


    To insult one''s Chief Goddess and to be caught in the act.


    She could almost foresee that her fate would probably not be a pleasant one.


    However, Ora''s gaze suddenly fell upon their hands tightly clasped together under the moonlight, her expression one of shock.


    "You and this smelly man actually have an affair?"


    A moment later, the female hunter''s eyes lit up as if she had thought of something, a triumphant glee spreading across her face as she scoffed smugly,


    "I won''t speak of your affair with this smelly man, but as a trade, your Highness, you also didn''t hear anything just now!"


    "..."


    Luo En sighed deeply, looking at the self-satisfied breeze goddess before him, he closed his eyes, giving up resistance.


    He had seen those seeking death before, but one as eager as her to be reborn, she was a first.


    It was only because she had been too well protected by her parents that she became so impudent and presumptuous.


    Had she not considered, what it meant for Artemis, the virgin Goddess, to be holding a stranger''s hand and brazenly appear before her?


    Moreover, you are now alone...


    Having seen all this, instead of thinking about saving herself, she had the audacity to threaten and mock her own Chief Goddess?


    Young lady, how many lives do you have?


    At that moment, hearing Ora call him "smelly man" repeatedly, Artemis'' face grew even more radiantly smiling as she raised her hand slightly.


    "Buzz!"


    In the blink of an eye, the cold moonlight in the night sky poured down like a silver river, pressing directly onto Ola.


    "Bang!"


    The proud goddess of the breeze, struck by lightning, fell to her knees without any resistance, with the bones throughout her body making a sound as if they were unable to bear the weight.


    Thereupon, Artemis turned her head and looked tenderly at her lover.


    "Which do you prefer? From the front or from behind?"


    "..." Hearing the words that slipped out, Luo En couldn''t help but break out in a cold sweat.


    This topic seemed somewhat hazardous, didn''t it?


    "Haven''t decided?"


    Artemis blinked, no trace of annoyance on her face, just a smile as she beckoned with her finger.


    "Crawl over here..."


    In an instant, Ola, who was kneeling on the ground, felt a searing pain in her heart as an irresistible force spread throughout her body with her boiling divine blood.


    After a moment, the once haughty goddess of the breeze crawled over the fallen leaves on all fours, stiff and mechanical like a puppy just learning to walk, until she reached the couple''s side.


    Artemis lowered her arms slightly, her fair palm cradling the frightened face, her fingers gently scratching at Ola''s chin, teasing her like a beautiful and irritable human-shaped dog.


    "Stinky man? You are now kneeling right before him..."


    "..."


    Ola, unable to control her own body, couldn''t speak, but her eyes seemed to dance with angry flames.


    She had never suffered such humiliation in her life.


    Not willing to accept this?


    Seeing that defiant look, Artemis smiled even more gleefully.


    As the Goddess of the Hunt, what she liked most were those quarry that were difficult to conquer.


    "Snap!"


    With a crisp snap of the fingers, Ola, prostrated on the ground, buried her head and rubbed her cheek against Luo En''s trousers and then, beyond her control, opened her mouth and stuck out her tender tongue, bowing her head to lick the "stinky man''s" foot.


    Just like an oversized human-shaped dog, currying favor and closeness for its master...


    Seeing that shiny saliva-covered tongue about to land on his foot, Luo En instinctively took a step back.


    "What''s the matter? Don''t you like it?"


    Seeing her lover''s evasive reaction, Artemis tilted her head in confusion and looked at the heat rising visibly beneath Luo En.


    Luo En looked at the face beneath his feet, full of shame and numbness, and sighed helplessly.


    "It''s not that..."


    "She insulted you. This is the punishment she deserves!"


    Artemis stared softly at her lover, speaking as a matter of course.


    So it was because of this...


    Looking at her pure yet crazed beauty under the moonlight, Luo En''s heartbeat unconsciously quickened.


    He had to say, he''d never met a girl so passionately proactive, so fervently enthusiastic to the utmost.


    It was a feeling that made one want to flee yet irresistibly yearned to succumb.


    In their brief exchange of gazes, Artemis showed a sweet smile, the very picture of compliance.


    "But since you don''t like it, I''ll just let her go."


    "Let her go? That''s not what I meant."


    Luo En smiled and shook his head slightly.


    Let her go? What a joke!


    She had witnessed everything between him and Artemis; if she were allowed to run off and gossip, it would be a huge problem.


    Plus, he certainly hadn''t missed her persistent muttering of "stinky man."


    As a result of an excellent family tradition, he also happened not to be very forgiving.


    However, compared to brute force which implied might over wisdom, Luo En was more concerned with maximizing benefits: "I meant, she can be put to other uses..."


    Without hesitation, Artemis nodded: "As you wish, use her however you want!"


    And with the Goddess'' authorization, Luo En turned his gaze back to the human-shaped dog prostrated on the ground, his face showing a meaningful smile as a hint of scarlet glimmer appeared at the tip of his slightly raised right finger.


    Filling the air with a sinister aura of bloodshed and frenzy, Ola, lying prone, displayed eyes filled with terror, shivering uncontrollably.

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    Half an hour later, a golden arrow shot out from Sicily, rising into the sky, where it exploded with a sharp whistling sound.


    And the moment they saw the signal, Apollo, Athena, Hestia, and others in the distant sea, along with the huntress nymphs nearby, all changed color.


    Something happened!


    Almost at the same time, the chief gods and lesser deities turned into streaks of light, piercing through the night, and hurried to the scene of the incident.


    As soon as everyone arrived, a pungent smell of blood assaulted their nostrils, and the surrounding vegetation was crushed into disarray.


    Artemis was kneeling in the center of a huge pit, her complexion pale.


    "What''s happened?"


    Athena''s heart sank, as she was the first to ask.


    Artemis turned her head, a trace of blood splashed beside her beautiful face, and upon seeing the others who had arrived, she finally came to her senses, speaking with an evident shudder in her voice.


    "Just now, something burst out of the sea and attacked us! Luo En tried to help me and got injured by accident."


    Relieved to see his sister unharmed, Apollo first felt a wave of relief, then his face darkened again as he saw the somewhat familiar head lying in his sister''s arms.


    Eventually, considering the situation and what had happened, the God of Light didn''t lash out, his gaze shifted around, gradually becoming more somber.


    �� The divinity of the ocean!


    Subsequently, the defensive huntress nymphs also started chattering in discussion.


    They had previously received the signal and had been appointed to check the situation near the sea.


    Unexpectedly, something still silently breached their defenses, landed on Sicily, and attacked Artemis and the others.


    Listening to the nymphs adding their comments, Apollo''s expression grew even more unsightly.


    To break through the defenses of the huntress nymphs, to evade the perception of the chief gods, coupled with such pure and rich oceanic divinity...


    The identity of the attacker was now almost obvious.


    If it wasn''t the ruler of Occhanos, then it likely had something to do with the sea gods!


    At this moment, Hestia, who arrived a bit later, hurriedly came forward to inquire about the condition of her lesser deity.


    "How are you? Is it serious?"


    Luo En, cradled in Artemis''s arms, opened his eyes, and a forced smile appeared on his somewhat pale face.


    "I''m alright, but check on that nymph lady first. She was the first to discover the intruder, and her injuries are pretty severe..."


    The huntress nymphs looked far off, and following the extensive blood stains and the devastation on the ground, they quickly found another injured person behind the bushes.


    "Ola?"


    Seeing the familiar, bloody face, the nymphs rushed over to help their comrade to her feet, trying to wake her.


    However, after an infusion of Magic Potion and Divine Power, although Ola regained consciousness, her pupils were dilated, and she began to murmur some unclear words.


    Clearly, this wasn''t just physical trauma; her mind seemed to be affected as well.


    "Let me try..."


    At this point, the graceful Apollo stepped forward, displaying a particularly amiable smile. His fingertips gathered a warm white light, gently touching Ola''s forehead.


    Where there was light, darkness and confusion would surely dissipate.


    "Tell me, who did this?"


    As he got closer, Apollo softly asked, seeking to quickly find the culprit who dared to harm his sister.


    However, the moment Ola saw Apollo''s face, her eyes, originally clouded and confused, instantly became bloodshot.


    "Pff!"


    Blood spurted out as the god of light, with an urgent expression, not only failed to get the answer he wanted but was suddenly pounced on by Ora, who bit into his arm.


    "Ooh~~"


    Taken aback, Apollo''s pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately threw the female Nymph in front of him, disregarding his usual grace.


    Accompanied by a burst of pain, the fierce-looking female Nymph clenched her silver teeth and tore a piece of flesh from Apollo''s arm, then, like a wild beast, swallowed the bloody chunk as she tilted her head back.


    At the same time, the people finally made out a few muffled words from Ora''s mouth.


    "Die... all of you die!"


    The crazed female Nymph, with blood on her lips, held onto her seething hatred and pounced toward Apollo on the field once more.


    For he was the only male nearby.


    At that moment, Luo En, lying in Artemis''s arms, sneakily glanced with the corner of his eye at the forest where a group of Nymphs and Muses were frantically trying to control Ora, the little brother-in-law, and the corners of his lips quietly curled up into a pleased arc.


    �� Madness.


    This was the first time he had used his divine power of the God of Wine in actual combat.


    And from the looks of it, everything was as perfect as he had imagined.


    �� He only needed to use the influence of "Madness" in a half-dream, half-drunken state to let Ora experience a nightmare of being violated and humiliated, and her mind would crumble, just as predetermined history, burying his and Artemis''s secret beneath the collapsed river of her heart.


    Of course, to vent the rage of his crazed girlfriend, Poseidon would naturally be the one to take the blame.


    After all, he was a habitual offender in that regard.


    And with this, Artemis had a legitimate reason to seek revenge for her own assault and Ora''s indignity, avenging the near desecration by the Son of God of the Sea.


    All of these, the hunting goddess knew and personally took part in the conspiracy''s planning.


    Even during playful moments, she directly pinched the Nymph servant''s body hard, leaving noticeable redness and bruises.


    The rest of the arrangements were even simpler.


    Divinity of the sea, not only did Luo En himself possess it, but even Ora, who offended Artemis, was of sea deity descent.


    Therefore, the disheveled scene before them and her injuries were credited both to Luo En''s doing and to her self-harm under the influence of "Madness."


    And when Ora''s mind finally shattered, the traces of the power of "Madness" would disappear without a trace, just like how alcohol is digested and absorbed after consumption and then excreted from the body.


    See, even under the watchful eyes of Apollo, Athena, and Hestia, the three Chief Gods, none noticed anything amiss, and their suspicions were directly pointed at Poseidon.


    However, there seemed to be a bit of an accident in the process.


    After being tossed about, Ora not only collapsed mentally but also, just like history, displayed a strong aggression towards the opposite sex.


    And at the scene, aside from Luo En lying motionless on the ground, the only male left was Apollo.


    Therefore, the oblivious god of light, the moment he approached, had two ounces of flesh torn from his hand by the frenzied Ora.


    About this matter...


    Luo En felt, it was purely accidental... perhaps?


    A moment later, the frantic Ora was knocked out and restrained, Apollo, clutching his newly formed scab, turned sallow with rage, growling through his teeth.


    "... Poseidon...!"


    The god of light, unknowingly clenching his fists, picked up the hunting bow, his sinister gaze turned towards the endless Sea of Okeanos, his teeth grinding against each other.


    �� Now, he felt like eating fish.

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    After the Sicilian event, all clues uniformly pointed toward a certain target.


    In light of the Greek gods'' long-standing tradition of petty vengeance, the thoroughly infuriated group was not inclined to be lenient.


    As a result, Apollo, God of Light, Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, and Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, three Olympian deities of overwhelming power, led their retinues of lesser deities in a campaign across the open sea aboard their chariots, under the pretense of cleansing chaos and reopening their city-states'' sea routes.


    This formidable assembly, combined with the expanded scope of the attack, turned the Sea of Okeanos into complete pandemonium.


    Sea Beasts dwelling in the ocean islands and various waters, as well as families of divine blood tied to the sea, suffered a dark fate.


    �� Some were slain on the spot with a shot to the head or disemboweled; others were skinned and dismembered, becoming trophies; yet others saw their homes destroyed and their families displaced...


    After all, under such aggressive provocations, even a gentle seal passing by could get slapped, let alone the predominantly cruel and bloodthirsty Sea Beasts and divine creatures.


    After seven consecutive days of this torment, not only was the population of beasts in the external seas severely reduced, but nearly all the notorious and ferocious divine creatures had been slaughtered.


    It even seemed that, due to the excessive killing, even the tides pushing toward the shore turned faintly red.


    The communities of Sea Beasts and divine creatures that had long dominated the sea were frightened for the first time in the face of this dimensionally-superior assault by the Olympian deities and fled en masse to the Inner Sea, seeking help from their overlord.


    However, hundreds of miles into the Inner Sea, not only was the usual Atlantean Patrol Guard missing, but even the native families of divine descent were nowhere to be found.


    With no other choice, the Sea Beasts continued their migration deeper into the Inner Sea or even set out for the Primordial Ocean.


    The three chief deities pursued them relentlessly for several more days but ended up with nothing to show for it, except frustration at a group of uncivilized Sea Beasts, without catching so much as a glimpse of an Atlantean, let alone the Sea King in charge.


    �� Legend has it that the Atlantis Continent and its surrounding islands, hidden deep within the sea and among the stars, are a sacred marine domain not even Zeus, the Divine King, could easily find.


    �� If one intended to hide, it was nearly impossible for outsiders to find the portal of entry.


    As the main targets remained elusive, the three chief deities couldn''t help but scowl at the prospect of ravaging the Sea of Okeanos.


    Finally, on the ninth night.


    A visitor from the sea arrived on Sicily, but it was not Poseidon, the God of the Sea, but an old man in a sackcloth robe with a kindly expression.


    Seemingly drawn to his straightforward and gentle temperament, a white seabird perched on his shoulder, gently preening its tail feathers.


    Nereus, the Ancient One of the Sea.


    He was the offspring of the Old Sea God Pontos (the Ocean) and Gaea (the Earth), born of their divine union. Hesiod''s "Divine Chronicle" says, "Because he is trustworthy, amiable, never forgets justice, is fair and kind, he is called ''the Old Man.''"


    That''s why he is honored with the title "Ancient One of the Sea."


    But a title, concerning only status and behavior, does not represent strength.


    Even the Old Sea God Pontos, his father, had been overwhelmed, not to mention Nereus, his lowly son.


    During Titan rule on Mount Othrys, he was oppressed by Okeanos, the River God Titan, and his spouse, Thetis (not the same as the later wife of Peleus), the Ocean Goddess;


    Under Olympian rule, he was subservient to Poseidon, the new Sea God, living under the shadow of that dominant sea master;


    Even in the era of heroes, Hercules had captured him using brute force, compelling him to use his prophetic power to help find the Garden of the Hesperides, thereby completing one of his labors.


    So, this is someone who nearly never engages in conflict, always treating everyone with kindness.


    Perhaps it is precisely this harmless and docile nature that has allowed him to survive the brutal struggles for divine power, making a decent living in the increasingly stable Sea of Okeanos.


    Of course, it could also be because he''s now the father-in-law of Poseidon, the Sea God.


    �� Deep under the sea, stood the magnificent palace of Zeus'' great brother, Poseidon, the Earth-Shaker. Poseidon ruled over the sea, wielding a Trident that could command the waves with a mere flick of his hand. Living deep in the sea with Poseidon was his wife Amphitrite, known to foreshadow good and bad fortune. Amphitrite was the daughter of the Old Sea God Nereus, who had been taken away by the great Sea Lord Poseidon from her father''s side...


    Indeed, as the myths record, Amphitrite, the Queen of the Sea, was the daughter of Nereus, the Ancient One of the Sea.


    In the flickering firelight, Luo En gazed at the kind-faced Ancient One of the Sea, clad in coarse linen, holding a vine staff, standing respectfully before the three chief Olympian gods, eyes slightly lowered, his gaze thoughtful.


    The peacekeeper had come...


    Meanwhile, by the fire.


    "Grandfather Nereus, what brings you here?" Athena was the first to show a radiant smile, taking Nereus''s hand proactively, displaying affection and familiarity, "I was just about to visit you, and to see how Aunt Thetis is doing as well. How is she? Doing well, I hope?"


    With a suitable topic at hand, the dignified elder appeared relieved and sat down next to Athena by the fire, nodding and smiling in response.


    "She''s well, and she''s always thinking of you."


    The name Thetis holds significant space in Greek mythology, one of the fifty daughters of Nereus, the Ancient One of the Sea, sister to Amphitrite, the Sea God Poseidon''s wife, and the future second wife of the Greek hero Peleus.

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    ���� namely, the mother of the great hero of the Trojan War, Achilles.


    At the same time, when Hephaestus was born and thrown down from Mount Olympus, it was Thetis who raised him, so she is also the most respected foster mother of the God of Fire, Hephaestus.


    With two such fine sons, it would be difficult for her to remain unknown.


    Of course, she herself was also renowned for her wisdom and beauty, the most virtuous among the 50 daughters of Nereus.


    Because of her astonishing beauty and wisdom, she had many common topics with another Ocean Goddess��the original Goddess of Wisdom, Metis, and thus they became friends.


    Legend says that the King of Gods on Mount Olympus also once fervently pursued her.


    But in the end, Zeus, who was usually so successful in his pursuits, chose to give up on his own accord.


    Because His Majesty the King of Gods had heard from somewhere a prophecy:


    ���� Thetis was destined to bear a son who would surpass his own father, no matter how great that father was.


    As a being purely driven by power, Zeus mostly feared his son overthrowing his throne, so naturally, he kept his distance from Thetis.


    Therefore, Thetis did not share the same fate as her dear friend Metis and her Queen of the Sea sister.


    Later, as power within the gods changed hands, Metis was swallowed by Zeus.


    Her list of friends then expanded by two more.


    ���� Queen Hera, as well as the new Goddess of Wisdom, Athena.


    Along with her sister Amphitrite, Queen of the Sea, this Ocean Nymph had a wide network of contacts, well-versed in the wisdom of keeping oneself out of trouble.


    Luo En watched Athena chatting homely with Nereus in the firelight and mulled over the name the Goddess of Wisdom kept mentioning.


    ���� Even this Ocean Nymph, also famous for her wisdom, had made compromises and successfully avoided the fate of her sister and close friend.


    But all her efforts couldn''t save her from a destiny of being toyed with.


    ���� Not only was she forced by Zeus to marry the Demigod hero Peleus, but even her son, destined to surpass his father, could not escape the fate of death.


    And in the "Iliad," it was recorded that Thetis once held Zeus''s knee with her left hand and stroked his chin with her right, pleading for the King of Gods to restore glory to her son, Achilles.


    But the result, needless to say...


    So it goes to show, if you want to live well in these times, you must be tough enough to forge your own path.


    Making compromises can only get you by temporarily, and in the end, it doesn''t necessarily lead to a happy outcome.


    Luo En watched the group of younger generations nodding obediently to the Sea''s old man in the reflection of the fire, and he silently shook his head, further solidifying his determination to seek power.


    Meanwhile, after some pleasantries, Nereus finally found an opportunity and asked cautiously.


    "How is your hunting going? When do you plan to return?"


    "Well, there''s no rush, we rarely come here..."


    Athena gently patted Nereus''s hand, showing a faint smile on her face.


    Hearing the younger generations were still not willing to give a clear answer, Nereus couldn''t help but start complaining.


    "Athena, it has been so many days, if you had your fun, those Sea Beasts that were scared out of their wits are now stubbornly blocking the door of my home, refusing to swim back, and they keep crying out day and night, keeping this old man up all night..."


    The old man spoke decisively, his eyes filled with pleading.


    "How about this, you tell me what kind of game and seafood you want, and I''ll have them delivered directly to you!"


    "Some things are more interesting when you get them yourself."


    Athena smiled and shook her head, declining Nereus''s kind offer.


    "I know, you want to clear a navigation route for your city-state, right? I can assure you that these creatures won''t harass the ships on the route, and from now on, they will stay obediently in the inner sea, never landing ashore again. That should be satisfactory, right?"


    "We..."


    "Just take pity on an old man and let me go back and get a good night''s sleep."


    Before Athena could finish, Nereus grasped her hand with a distressed face, complaining while earnestly advising.


    "Also, there are many deities in the Sea of Okeanos who need to eat and rest. While I am still able to persuade those guys, you have had your fun, it''s time to sober up..."


    The implication was simple, the wicked group from Olympus had been causing enough trouble in the Sea of Okeanos, and they had vented their anger.


    Initially, because of the reputation of the King of Gods'' lineage, everyone could bear it.


    But as time went on, this pent-up dissatisfaction was on the verge of reaching a critical point.


    Everything must come to a head eventually.


    If everyone steps back a bit, it should be enough.


    Otherwise, you might not solve the problem and instead provoke other deities living on the sea to unite and exert pressure.


    By then, the loss would outweigh the gain.


    Hearing this earnest advice, Apollo and Artemis appeared contemplative.


    The Ocean deity community is a vast group, not limited to Poseidon''s family alone.


    Although they had some unpleasantness with the God of the Sea, Poseidon, acting recklessly without evidence and risking offending the entire Ocean deity community by overturning the Sea of Okeanos seemed excessive.


    If the matter reached Father God Zeus, they would likely not escape a lecture.


    Moreover, Artemis, who already felt guilty, was even less inclined to escalate the situation.


    Thus, the siblings simultaneously showed signs of being persuaded, and looked up at Athena.


    And the astute Goddess of Wisdom, very adept at reading the room, took the opportunity to gracefully step down, sincerely holding Nereus''s hand, her gentle smile comforting as a spring breeze.


    "Look at what you''re saying, I''m also a descendant of Okeanos. How could I possibly inconvenience you, my elder?"

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    Seeing Athena finally relent, Nereus also heaved a sigh of relief, as if a great burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He then promptly took out a sea chart and, right there and then, delineated a safe maritime route for both Delphi and Arcadia, in accordance with the wishes of Apollo and Artemis. Furthermore, he swore an oath on the River Styx, vowing to keep those erratic Sea Beasts in check.


    With the addition of some promised rare marine products, both Apollo and Artemis were quite satisfied with the outcome.


    From his actions, it was clear that this elder was a thoroughly honest man, which explained why he was often selected as the representative of the ancient sea gods, frequently tasked with mediating maritime disputes.


    When it was his turn to fulfill a promise to Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, who sat before the fire, first secured a safe sea route for Crete Island and then, shifting her tone, she gestured behind herself.


    "I won''t be needing the rest; give it to him instead."


    At that moment, Luo En, who was secretly enjoying the show, was taken aback when he suddenly became the topic of conversation.


    "This one is the scribe of Crete Island, who nearly died twice due to the sea''s beast tides; he surely deserves some compensation."


    Athena introduced him with a smile brimming with warmth and encouragement, her gaze upon Luo En gentle and supportive.


    Sister Athena...


    Gazing at the Goddess of Wisdom, who was so quick to honor her promise, Luo En''s heart overflowed with gratitude.


    "That''s right, I can vouch for it!"


    At that time, Hestia too swung her fist, eager to secure this compensation for her fellow Lesser Deity.


    Artemis was even more straightforward, waving her hand gracefully and declaring loudly.


    "Indeed, he has helped me as well; my share goes to him!"


    Noticing the coolness that crept into Athena''s gaze upon him, Luo En hurriedly gestured with his hands, gracefully declining Artemis''s generous offer.


    "No need, no need, one share is plenty!"


    The Goddess of the Hunt was all right in every other aspect, but she seemed to possess an indescribable wild streak, always able to cause situations to spiral beyond their intended path.


    To save his own skin from a potential beating from Athena later on, Luo En swiftly stood up and moved to claim his share of compensation from Nereus, thus avoiding the perilous topic.


    Athena simply smiled, gladly stepping back to give Luo En the opportunity.


    But, as their paths crossed, the obstructed graceful figure silently moved her lips.


    Luo En paused briefly, then, pretending to greet Hestia, he unobtrusively took another step forward.


    "What kind of compensation would you like?" As a generous elder, Nereus took the initiative to ask.


    Luo En smiled shyly but politely, saying, "It was all part of the job, there''s no need for any compensation. I just want one item from you, and that will suffice."


    Seeing his reasonableness and sensing that matters were coming to a perfect resolution, Nereus''s face showed an affectionate smile and he nodded in agreement.


    "Of course, that''s no problem! Tell me, child."


    With the promise granted, Luo En let out a sigh of relief and casually pointed towards Nereus''s shoulder.


    "That will do, that little fellow looks quite adorable."


    In an instant, the previously unconcerned Nereus''s expression changed dramatically as he saw the selected target.


    "No!"


    At the same time, the elder protectively gathered the white seabird resting on his shoulder into his arms, looking as though facing a formidable enemy.


    Observing the situation, Athena''s friendly demeanor turned to fury.


    "Nereus, what is the meaning of this?!"


    In that moment, realizing his reaction had been too intense, the sea elder hurriedly tried to explain.


    "It''s just that, that one is impossible... could you choose another?"


    "Are you trying to break the vow?!"


    Upon hearing that, Athena''s anger intensified even more.


    "Why should they get their way, and not I? This is going too far! Nereus, do not think my spear is not sharp! Do you really believe Crete Island has no defenders?!"


    Hearing this tirade, Apollo and Artemis, who were treated more favorably, squirmed uncomfortably, their gaze upon Nereus mixing subtleties of change.


    Such blatant discrimination, was he trying to drive a wedge between them? It was a bit too direct.


    "No, it''s not that I..."


    Under the wrathful stares of three chief gods of Olympus, Nereus stumbled over his words, unable to mount a defense, his reddening old face a portrait of embarrassment and helplessness.


    Just as the sea elder was about to completely lose his dignity, a voice as melodious as the songs of heaven broke the tense atmosphere.


    "Elder, if you are so unwilling to part with this little one, let''s forget it."


    Luo En''s face carried an apologetic look as he pointed to the white seabird nestled in Nereus''s arms, offering to lower his request.


    "A single feather as a keepsake will do..."


    After all, this was a gift from a goddess, to outright and fully refuse it would be tantamount to an implicit insult, and that was hardly an option.


    This middle ground was the furthest he could retreat.


    All the chief gods and lesser deities nodded silently to themselves, their gaze upon Luo En filled with admiration, silently commending him.


    �� This is a decent man.


    Yet even with such a concession, Nereus still refused to relent.


    "No... it''s still not possible..."


    Now, the sea elder''s continued refusals incited collective outrage.


    You''ve been given a decent way out, yet you insist on clinging to it, refusing to step down. Such a crude attempt at discord, do you really think we can''t see through it?


    Just as the increasingly indignant gods were on the verge of taking action, the white seabird voluntarily pecked open Nereus''s grasp, fluttered its wings, and landed on Luo En''s shoulder. It then turned its head and, with its slender beak, plucked out a pristine tail feather, presenting it into Luo En''s right hand.

 Chapter 172 128: Dont Touch the Birds Butt (6k)_4

    A crisis, invisible to the eye, was thus averted.


    "What a good girl!"


    Watching the seabird''s human-like intelligent behavior, Luo En couldn''t help but exclaim in admiration, lifting his left hand and stroking the bird from its head to its tail.


    "Chirp!"


    However, the bird, when petted, instantly fluffed up, screamed, and pecked at the fingertip of Luo En.


    Right after, the white seabird flapped its wings and hurriedly flew back to rest on Nereus''s shoulder.


    Hiss, not only is this bird skittish, but it''s quite fierce too...


    Looking at the blood spot that had expanded on his fingertip, Luo En grimaced and internally muttered a curse.


    "Everyone, you''ve got what you came for, and if there''s nothing else, it''s best we head back early."


    Meanwhile, Nereus quickly tucked the startled white seabird into his sleeve, then, with a gloomy face, glared fiercely at someone in particular, and following that, he left a stern instruction and turned to head into the deep sea, soon disappearing from sight.


    What a strange old man''s temper...


    Luo En shook his head, then stepped back a few paces and stealthily handed the white tail feather he held to Athena standing beside him.


    In fact, the item was not the compensation Luo En wanted, but was per Athena''s suggestion.


    ��Pluck the feathers from that bird for me!


    At the moment their figures crossed, Athena had made such a demand with a dark face.


    As for the compensation that originally didn''t belong to him, Luo En, who went to carry out the task for her, naturally agreed without hesitation.


    With his delicate manipulation, the feather was easily obtained.


    But as he handed over the mission item to Athena and was ready to exchange for his own reward, the Goddess of Wisdom under the shade of the trees waved her hand.


    "You keep it."


    "Ah?" Luo En''s mind filled with a big question mark.


    Isn''t it what you wanted?


    Noticing the confusion on Luo En''s face, Athena glanced at the white tail feather and spoke with a smile,


    "Don''t you need a handy Divine Artifact? Give this to Hephaestus, and he will craft it for you personally."


    Can this be exchanged for that?


    Since when were Hephaestus''s Divine Artifacts so cheap...


    Suddenly, the grumbling in Luo En''s mind came to an abrupt halt. Looking at the white tail feather in his hand, he stiffly turned his neck, his eyes landing on Athena beneath the shade with a look of shock, and he swallowed hard.


    "You mean, it''s..."


    Athena yawned immediately, cutting off Luo En''s question, and then she walked towards her chariot.


    "What are you talking about? I don''t know anything."


    Hearing her indifferent remarks and seeing the Goddess of Wisdom with the corner of her mouth turned up as she fled the scene, Luo En''s heart, which had been hanging, now completely fell.


    And then, it fell to the ground and shattered into eight pieces...


    ��According to the Divine Chronicle, the Old Sea God Nereus and his family were adepts in the Art of Transformation, and among his fifty daughters, one was the most skilled in this craft.


    ��The answer was almost shouting itself out.


    Luo En looked at the deep red blood spot caused by the peck on his fingertip, recalling the silky touch of the white seabird, swallowed once more deeply, and two huge characters emerged in his mind.


    ��Doomed!


    ~~


    At the same time, white foam surged upon the sea.


    A nymph, standing amidst the waves, combining the qualities of a young maiden and the stature of a noblewoman, glanced at the torn piece of her skirt then turned to look toward Sicily, shrouded in sea mist, and her pearly white teeth could not help but grind together lightly.

 Chapter 173 129: Guard Against Fire, Theft, and Girlfriends

    Upon the azure sea, Nereus looked at his disheveled daughter and approached her.


    "Thetis, you''ve been wronged." The elderly man from the sea was full of distress and regret, "It''s my fault, I shouldn''t have let you come along..."


    "Father, what are you saying?" The golden-haired and beautiful nymph, with a calmness and gentleness like the ocean on her face, her cerulean pupils showed a hint of mild reproach, "Do you really want me to watch you venture out alone?"


    Hearing his daughter''s earnest concern, Nereus couldn''t help but crack a smile, waving his hand nonchalantly.


    "It''s just passing a message, and trying to persuade those kids not to cause any trouble. What adventure is there to talk about?"


    However, looking at her laughing father before her, Thetis shook her head, reminding him meaningfully.


    "Father, if it were that simple, why wouldn''t the God of the Sea himself come personally?"


    "It is your sister''s request, what does it have to do with Poseidon..."


    "That''s why I say, Amphitrite is becoming more and more unreasonable!"


    Seeing her ever-good-natured father still covering up for that family, a faint annoyance unfurled across Thetis''s face.


    "The affairs and conflicts of Olympus are their own, yet Poseidon, the party involved, hides away. Instead, he lets Amphitrite relay messages, making you, an outsider, mediate and guarantee. Don''t you think that''s too much?"


    Nereus fell silent for a moment, sighing helplessly.


    "After all, they are your sister and brother-in-law, and the Sea of Okeanos is our home as well."


    Facing her father, who was still indulging in the fantasy of a harmonious family, Thetis couldn''t help but stress her words: "If it was just guarding our home, it would be okay, but you also made promises for him. If there''s a breach of vow, you''re in big trouble!"


    Then, she looked up through the vast sea fog toward the mist-shrouded island ahead, her expression solemn as she spoke in a low voice, "And, as far as I know, the Divine King''s family has never had a habit of keeping covenants..."


    "That''s a matter for later."


    Nereus waved his hand, cutting off his daughter''s rational analysis, clearly not wishing to continue discussing the topic. He then diverted attention to his daughter''s torn hem, directing the suspicion toward a certain disrespectful individual, and voiced his puzzlement.


    "Strange, how did that little rascal find out about you?"


    An old man becomes a cunning one with age, and Nereus certainly didn''t believe that his daughter nearly being taken away was a mere coincidence.


    Obviously, someone had discovered something about the seabird on his shoulder.


    "It wasn''t him..."


    Thetis shook her head, her calm gaze turning towards the enigmatic island, sighing helplessly.


    "Athena, that girl, is as unwilling to be slighted as her mother..."


    Upon hearing this, Nereus''s face froze, then darkened.


    At this moment, he understood that his grandniece who had greeted him with smiles had guessed his intent from the start and had been holding her grudge.


    Seeing a touch of irritation on her father''s face, Thetis explained softly.


    "We were at fault first, we really shouldn''t have gotten involved in the affairs of Crete and Atlantis, and speaking out for Poseidon. No wonder she''s angry."


    But even if angry, she didn''t have to mock her like that, did she?


    ����Little scamp!


    This gentle and wise Ocean Nymph cursed her turncoat confidante to herself, then looking back at her torn hem and the slight red pressure mark on her skin, she couldn''t help but add.


    ����Both of them are!


    But in the end, Thetis shook her head, her bright eyes revealing a touch of resignation.


    Well, better avoid her for a while...


    Unlike Metis and her daughter Athena, who are sharp and clearly forthright confidantes, Thetis, also bearing the name of "Wisdom," had a different temperament.


    ����She inherited her father Nereus''s good nature, resembling the gentle state of the great sea, deep and calm, embracing all things.


    Thus, when faced with insoluble issues, she tended to prefer avoiding harm rather than confronting it head-on.


    On the sea''s surface, the sun rose slowly, and the mist gradually dissipated.


    Another new day began, bright and clear after the fog lifted.


    "Father, since there''s nothing wrong now, let''s go back," Thetis said.


    As she spoke, Thetis transformed into a white seabird, returning to her father''s shoulder, then leaned in to whisper.


    "However, we''d better seal off Naxos Island for the time being and try not to go out..."


    Surprised by his daughter''s quiet advice, as Nereus was happy about solving a big trouble for the ocean deities, he showed a puzzled look.


    "Why?"


    "Because, I just feel that things won''t be that easy to resolve..."


    As the white seabird spoke, she looked up slightly, her clear eyes peering through miles of clear sky, toward the far-off clouds massing for a storm.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in the house of Hestia in Knossos, the Goddess having returned from her adventures couldn''t help but ask the same question.


    "Is the matter resolved?"


    "What else? Keep dragging this on and then wait for the old gods of the Sea of Okeanos to make trouble in Olympus?"


    Athena twirled the wine cup in her hand, slumped listlessly over the table, her gaze falling on the two empty seats beside her, her expression growing even more sullen.


    Following Nereus''s mediation, both sides agreed to a ceasefire.


    There was no longer any reason for Apollo and Artemis to stay, so they had taken separate ways back to their temples and domains early on in Sicily.


    However, whether deliberately or not,


    Artemis left her deranged hunting nymph, Ora, on Crete Island before departing, entrusting Luo En with her care and stating that she would visit often.


    The reasons were legitimate and aboveboard.


    Yet, the more so it was, the sharper the Goddess of Wisdom''s instincts became, detecting an unusual scent in the air.


    �� He and Artemis are definitely up to something!


    Unfortunately, someone might not be in the mood to mingle with that huntress in the coming time.


    Athena lifted her head and smiled mysteriously, observing Luo En next to her, who was staring blankly at a pristine tail feather.


    Ever since returning from Sicily, someone had become absent-minded.


    Seemingly touched by a sudden realization, Luo En detected the gaze upon him and snapped back to reality, casting a ghostly glance at the grinning Athena across, unable to resist grinding his teeth.


    Although he had accidentally groped Thetis all over, he had been clueless, and if Thetis sought vengeance, he would certainly push Athena forward to take the fall first.


    She tricked him into plucking Thetis''s feathers and later didn''t acknowledge her instigating behavior.


    �� This woman definitely did it on purpose.


    Setting him up along with Thetis, such was the deadliest of women''s hearts!


    While Luo En grumbled inwardly, Athena propped up her chin, asking with a smile.


    "Luo En, what do you think about the truce?"


    "As long as the core issue isn''t resolved, the ceasefire agreement is nothing but a scrap of paper!"


    Luo En''s response had a hollow sound to it, and his face lacked its usual smile.


    Well, at least he''s just a little angry.


    Having drawn a conclusion after a brief probe, Athena completely relaxed, her smile brightening by degrees.


    "You mean Poseidon is planning to break the accord?"


    Expecting the matter to have been settled, Hestia was taken aback at the suggestion.


    "Didn''t he get frightened into hiding?"


    A certain outsourced brain rolled its eyes at its symbiote''s typical performance, presenting a fist as a profoundly meaningful metaphor.


    "Sometimes pulling a punch isn''t out of fear. It could be to gather strength, preparing to deliver an even more powerful blow."


    Athena set down her cup and looked across.


    "So, you think Poseidon won''t just let things lie?"


    Luo En, ever the non-stick player, did not give a direct answer but instead whispered thoughtfully.


    "Sunk cost..."


    Athena chewed over the meaning of those words, her eyes gradually taking on a serious cast.


    Indeed, having invested so much without gaining anything, it seemed far-fetched to imagine that the proud God of the Sea could simply concede defeat and withdraw.


    But understanding the direction of events was one thing; taking the initiative into one''s own hands was another.


    "If he refuses to come out, and we can''t find the entrance to Atlantis, what can we do?"


    This vexed Athena, causing her considerable headaches.


    While it''s possible to be a thief for a thousand days, there is no man can defend against thievery for a thousand days.


    She couldn''t just stay on Crete Island indefinitely, guarding this plot of land day and night.


    "Of course, we make peace," said Luo En with a smile, his face the picture of sincerity.


    "You''ve been away from Olympus for so long; it''s time for you to go back and get some well-deserved rest."


    Seeing the meaningful glint in those eyes, Athena, as if awakening from a dream, couldn''t help but beam with pleasure, lazily stretching her limbs.


    "Indeed, I should take a good rest."


    The two at the table exchanged smiles, raised their cups for a light clink, and then drained them with gusto.


    The Gorgon Sisters and the God of Stove, Hestia, in the room, looked utterly baffled.


    ~~


    The next day, Pegasus pulled the golden chariot out of Knossos City, soaring straight towards the celestial Mount Olympus.


    At the same time, in the temple of the Sea God, the figure holding a trident trembled slightly, the deep blue eyes slowly opening, brimming with a sinister flow.

 Chapter 174 130: Lone Testicle Warrior Poseidon (5k words, completed by 8k per day)

    For half a month, the seas were calm and the winds gentle.


    After the wild revelry and indulgence of the God of Wine Festival, the Minosians returned to their usual life trajectories, continuing in their respective roles.


    The new shipping routes established by the old man of the sea, Nereus, were gradually put into trial operation, providing great convenience for the fleets of Crete Island.


    With the cessation of hostilities, everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction.


    "Snap!"


    Atop the attic, Luo En closed a report he had dealt with, tossing it into an overflowing bamboo basket, flexing his somewhat stiff joints, his face weary and exhausted.


    Owing to the battle on the coastline, King Minos''s divine blood was exhausted, and his life entered a twilight state, currently hanging on by a magic potion and sheer willpower, not bearing further strain.


    Thus, Crete Island entered a long period of the monarch being offline.


    Having no choice but to handle the burdensome tasks was Luo En, who was reluctantly pushed into action.


    Luckily, first, there was the experienced high priestess��Princess Ariadne��to assist him, second, Goddess Athena would occasionally impart her wisdom, and third, his own quick learning and resilient body...


    Gradually, King Minos, Princess Ariadne, and Goddess Athena not only put their minds at ease but also their hands, offloading all the big and small troubles onto him.


    As a result, Luo En faced piles of reports daily since his return from the sea hunt.


    This subtly gave him a sense of the bygone days of working 9-9-6...


    Indeed, the old saying proved true.


    ��As long as one can endure hardship, there will be an endless supply of it.


    Thinking of the top three of Crete Island, one offline, one slacking, one running off... Luo En couldn''t help but feel indignant, directing his annoyance at the very cause of his overtime.


    ��Poseidon, damn you!


    ~~


    "Achoo!"


    At the same time, a bearded middle-aged man blending in with the crowd let out a loud sneeze.


    ��He was a burly man, with muscles coiled like serpents, a high nose, and deep-set eyes, his eyes as deep and blue as the ocean. Even walking among the throngs, he had an aura that set him apart, eliciting an involuntary respect and fear.


    Unknowingly, a few meters around him became a void where no one dared to approach.


    A moment later, the bearded middle-aged man regained his senses, realizing he was attracting too much attention. He immediately sealed off the leaking aura from his body, trying to look like an ordinary middle-aged fisherman.


    Noticing the passersby still avoiding him unconsciously, a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.


    A bunch of cowards, even the squids in the sea have more courage than you!


    The fisherman, or rather, Poseidon in disguise, scoffed inwardly as he scanned his surroundings for his target.


    Finally, after roaming several streets, he looked up at the Great Temple dedicated to the Minosians atop a hill, and at the three new statues of the lesser deities erected in the plaza, his eyes filled with burning envy.


    To obtain this singular devotion, he had exhausted all his schemes, even involving his own son, only to inexplicably make a bridal gown for someone else.


    Thinking of the recent defeats and humiliations, the anger in Poseidon''s concealed fist grew harder.


    Just wait, this isn''t over!


    As Poseidon brooded vengefully, a refined scent blew past him, bringing with it an implication as pure and white as seafoam.


    The fisherman, who was really the God of the Sea, instinctively turned his head and couldn''t help but see a cold and beautiful visage.


    ��She was a tall, cold beauty. Her purple hair, longer than knee-length, cascaded over her shoulders, shining with a brilliant luster as if alive with every step she took. Her astonishing waist-to-hip ratio was infinitely alluring and intoxicating. The otherwise simple white priestess''s robe, when worn by her, only emphasized her seductive air and impeccable figure, involuntarily kindling a desire for conquest.


    "Wait for us!"


    Along with some discontented grumbles, two petite figures with the build of young girls squeezed through the crowd, chasing after the tall, cold beauty, habitually starting to mock and jeer.


    "Medusa! You dummy, why are you in such a hurry?"


    "Definitely showing off how she''s taller than us, how her legs are longer!"


    "I didn''t..."


    The purple-haired beauty turned around, trying to defend herself while her chest heaved with the motion, nearly hitting the faces of the two girls approaching head-on.


    "Heh, it''s just a few extra pieces of flesh, what''s there to be proud of?"


    "So heavy and tiring to carry, it''s actually quite ugly..."


    "We''re the cute ones!"


    "Exactly!"


    The two flat-chested girls stood on either side of the tall, cold beauty, disparaging her zealously, then proudly placed their hands on their hips, like unmatched beauties surrounded by stars.


    Tsk...


    In the distance, observing the obstructed beauty, Poseidon in the crowd couldn''t help but grimace, letting out a sound of disdain, his gaze roaming heatedly over the gorgeous figure.


    Unfortunately, she didn''t linger long on the street; standing at a stand, pondering over books, the cold beauty was dragged away by the two impatient flat-chested girls towards the hilltop.


    "Let''s go, let''s go. Why buy those rotten books and wine? Isn''t the temple full of them?"


    Under the falling sunset, the silhouettes of one tall woman and two small girls, and the three statues in the square, reflected each other.


    Amidst the crowd, Poseidon gazed from afar, his eyes flickering darkly, his heart growing fervently hot, as if a flame had been kindled by something.

 Chapter 175 130: The Lone Testicle Warrior Poseidon (5k, completed at 8k/day)_2

    As night fell, the moon was obscured and the wind howled.


    A moist draft laced with a briny fragrance wafted through the soldiers patrolling from the foot of the mountain to the square and the priests who were on night duty.


    Under the cover of darkness, the moisture gathered silently in front of the doors of the Great Temple, revealing a tall figure.


    It was nearly midnight.


    The majestic Great Temple was empty and silent, save for three figures, one large and two small, kneeling before the burning sacred fire, engaged in their nightly prayers and hymns.


    "Huff~"


    Along with a gust of air that surged into the hall, the sacred fire in front of the statue flickered violently, its edges tinged with an eerie shade of blue.


    Someone''s here!


    Almost the instant they sensed something amiss, the three figures sharply turned around, their eyes warily fixed on the grand entrance behind them��


    ��or rather, on the sudden appearance of that figure at the door.


    Gazing at the dour-faced man with an intense air of danger emanating from him, Medusa''s heart chilled, and she blurted out, "Who are you? The temple is closed at night; we do not welcome outsiders!"


    "I am here to collect a debt. Athena owes me something..."


    Poseidon casually replied and, ignoring the warning, sauntered into the Great Temple he had long coveted.


    "Owes you what?" asked Euryale on the right, unable to suppress her curiosity.


    "A son!" Poseidon sneered maliciously, his aggressive, fiery gaze piercing ahead as he revealed his intentions, "Since she''s not here, you will have to repay me!"


    "Ah! You actually want to harm us!"


    "It''s all because we''ve reached the pinnacle of beauty..."


    In front of the statue, Euryale and Stheno, one panicked and the other mournful, instinctively clutched their chests, lamenting their cruel fate.


    "..."


    Looking at the two flat figures flaunting themselves in front of him, Poseidon''s face twitched, then turned blacker than the bottom of a pot.


    "If you don''t want to die, get out of the way. I''m talking about the one in the back!"


    "..."


    Suddenly, an eerie silence descended within the Great Temple as the two sisters, who had been clamorous seconds before, lowered their hands from their chests and looked at each other with smiles brimming in their eyes.


    "Did this sea toad just say he wants Medusa?"


    "Indeed, it seems he wants to take her back to be a relentless star, to bear children day after day."


    Sea toad?


    Upon hearing this, Poseidon flew into a rage, his once-handsome face turning a livid shade of blue, his chest heaving, struggling to speak.


    However, just as he managed to calm his breath and was about to spew out angry retorts, the two sisters in front of the statue sharply turned and glared at him in unison.


    Two pairs of dreamlike, purple eyes suddenly flared to life, chilling to the bone and filled with murderous intent.


    ��Like two venomous snakes, thoroughly enraged!


    Their gazes locked, Poseidon''s body was instantly coated with a lifeless pallor, his body and thoughts growing heavy.


    "Hum!"


    The sea''s divinity within him, detecting the anomaly, burst forth from his pores in a blue flame, washing away the ashen layer from his body.


    In an instant, his locked thoughts and senses flowed back into his body, and the now liberated Poseidon was shocked and furious.


    A curse?


    A petrification curse powerful enough to affect even a Chief God?


    How could mere Lesser Deities possess such formidable divinity and authority?


    "Tsk, he''s not dead? That''s disappointing..."


    "Then, let''s do it again!"


    As soon as the words fell, the two sisters in front of the statue glared once more at the intruder, their purple eyes mysteriously gleaming.


    Arrogant!


    Aghast, Poseidon diverted his gaze instinctively, churning the divine blood within him, gathering the ?ther in his palm, and conjuring a dusky blue Trident, which he slammed onto the ground.


    Suddenly, a surge of ?ther tidal waves rolled out, easily blocking the sisters'' line of sight with a blue light screen.


    How dare these mere Lesser Deities so insult him, a Chief God��death was too good for them!


    Meanwhile, the Chief God from the sea could no longer hold back. Striding over the waves with unbounded fury, he raised his Divine Artifact.


    If that''s the case, then deal with these nuisances first, and afterward, enjoy the main course!


    "Splash!"


    Yet, the ?ther tides that had just converged in front of him seemed to crash into an invisible barrier, instantly dissipating.


    Without the protection of the light, Poseidon''s eyes, wide with rage, focused on the three pairs of fantastical purple irises.


    ��This time, even the cold beauty had joined the fray.


    The complete Gorgon divinity thundered and ebbed, invading the God of the Sea''s body, halting his forward momentum on the spot.


    This is bad!


    Realizing the dire situation, Poseidon instinctively gripped his Trident and fiercely slammed it to the ground.


    "Swoosh! Swoosh!"


    In an instant, two sharp whistling sounds rang out. A gold and a silver arrow, swift as shooting stars, descended and knocked Poseidon''s Trident from his hand.


    Artemis! Apollo!


    Recognizing the iconic divine radiance, Poseidon''s face darkened, immediately sensing trouble.


    At the same time, the temple shone brightly, forming a Labyrinth Barrier that seemed both sealed and unsealed.


    A dazzling golden beam emanated from the statue, converging in the center of the hall to create the figure of a woman clad in Gold armor, one hand wielding the Aegis Shield, the other the Spear of Victory.


    "It wasn''t easy wanting to see you in private, Uncle..."


    The deep and elegant voice echoed throughout the hall as the fully armored Goddess of Wisdom looked at the immobile Poseidon with a profound smile in her bright eyes.


    It''s a trap!


    Seeing his grandniece, who was supposed to have left Crete Island, return alive and appear before him, the God of the Sea finally understood��he was the one being baited all along.

 Chapter 176 130: The Lone Testicle Warrior Poseidon (5k, completed at 8k/day)_3

    And looking at the big fish caught on the hook before her eyes, Euryale couldn''t help but lick her pink tongue, her gaze burning with intensity.


    "I caught it, this time I''m going to eat more!"


    "Nonsense, it was clearly subdued by my charisma, I deserve the biggest share."


    Stheno, who was nearby, didn''t hesitate to take credit, showing not the slightest intention of yielding.


    Ever since they had devoured the divinity of Keto and Phorcys, they had fallen in love with the thrill of plundering divinity.


    Hearing the two flat ones in front of him discussing how to devour him and who should take the lion''s share of the credit, Poseidon''s expression grew even uglier.


    ����Charm!


    No wonder after having glanced at them during the day, his head was filled with the impulse to mount them, and as soon as night fell, he stumbled into Athena''s Great Temple in a daze.


    On a normal day, he wouldn''t have been so careless!


    Poseidon reproached himself for his lust-driven actions while furiously condemning the enemy''s despicableness in his mind.


    Obviously, he had forgotten that what had attracted him wasn''t the charm-casting Euryale and Stheno, but the voluptuous Medusa...


    But by this point, further talk was futile.


    Still, as a mighty ruler of his time, Poseidon''s response was swift and decisive.


    In a critical moment, he immediately focused his mind, burned his divine blood, shattered a corner of his divine core, and forced his Authority of the Sea to surge to its limit.


    Even if he had to recover for a long time afterward, it was better than falling into the hands of his great-niece and begging for mercy in humiliation.


    "Hum!"


    In an instant, a cerulean blaze of divinity shot into the sky, turning into a scorching band of light that forcibly broke through both the petrification curse and the Labyrinth Barrier.


    "Pfft!"


    As the world spun around him and he found himself back in the Great Temple, Poseidon couldn''t help his ghastly pale complexion, as he violently spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and cracks spread across his exposed flesh.


    It seemed that upon the slightest touch, the God of the Sea would fall to pieces.


    But at the same time, the Gorgon Sisters, who were in charge of the scene, also staggered backward, groaning as if struck by thunder, with blood tears seeping from their tightly shut eyes.


    After all, he was a Chief God at the pinnacle of the pyramid and also the monarch who dominated the seas.


    Being able to momentarily lock down the opponent''s movements and push him to the point of damaging his own divine core was enough for the Gorgon Sisters to be proud of themselves.


    Think you can run away? Not so easy!


    Seeing Poseidon turn into a cerulean streak of light breaking through the temple roof and madly dashing toward the sea, Athena, who had stabilized herself, immediately leaned back, her spine forming an exaggerated arch like a bowstring filled with power.


    Right after, the Goddess''s Spear of Victory whistled as it shot out, heading straight for Poseidon in the night sky.


    "My iron wall! My citadel! Coming from the stars, rising from the sea, never to fall!��The Undying Nation, Atlantis!"


    In the nick of time, sensing danger, Poseidon looked back abruptly, raised his right hand, and began to chant rapidly.


    In a flash, a cityscape divided in ten sectors and formed with concentric circles, materialized before Poseidon, turning into a water-blue iron curtain.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    In an instant, Athena''s Spear of Victory and the golden and silver arrows streaking through the night sky were all violently repelled, leaving Poseidon unscathed.


    However, the cityscape gestating within the light shuddered violently, the ground tore apart, engulfing crying figures and collapsing buildings, leaving nothing but devastation.


    He actually transferred the damage directly to his own divine nation, using his subjects and the protective city as shields?


    Hisss, so cruel!


    Upon witnessing such a scene, the crowd couldn''t help but draw a sharp breath, feeling a chill in their hearts.


    Indeed, Poseidon, who constantly professed his deep love for the Atlanteans, and His Majesty the King of Gods, who proclaimed himself fair and benevolent every day, were cut from the same cloth.


    And at that moment, taking advantage of the brief respite to catch his breath,


    Poseidon wiped away the remnant of golden blood at the corner of his mouth, and after uttering a vehement threat through gritted teeth, he turned and dashed toward the vast Sea of Okeanos, propelled by the reverberating force of divine power.


    "Athena, I won''t forget the hospitality you''ve shown me! This isn''t over!"


    However, just as the God of the Sea was crossing over the defenses of Knossos, an arrow shrouded in water-blue radiance shot out from the darkness, silently drawing near.


    The aura, seemingly of the same origin, left the exhausted Poseidon with no time to prepare.


    By the time he realized the danger was close, it was too late.


    Thus, Poseidon could only harden his heart and, relying on instinct, slightly shift his body.


    "Pfft!"


    In an instant, golden-red blood sprayed, and the piercing arrow that streaked across the night sky grazed under the target, carrying with it a round object as it plummeted into the city.


    "Aaaah!"


    Simultaneously, the seemingly invincible God of the Sea let out a blood-curdling scream, involuntarily clutching at his bleeding lower half, his anxious eyes fixated on where the arrow landed.


    Those surrounding him also instinctively looked in that direction.


    ����In a dimly lit alley, a bronze arrow tip with fading momentum was diagonally embedded in the corner of a wall.


    Under the light of a nightstone, they could clearly see the object hanging on the arrowhead, which appeared to be a flesh-like human organ.


    In that moment, the men at the scene couldn''t help but feel a chill in their groins, as they shared a phantom pain.


    "Give it back to me!"


    Poseidon roared as he dived, attempting to reclaim his lost dignity, his voice becoming high-pitched and shrill in the sharpening rage.


    Yet a golden figure leaped over the wall faster than he could.


    "Woof!"


    Accompanied by an excited whine, a glossy, golden-haired hound, following the strong scent of blood, raced to the arrow and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, opened its mouth to tear off the "delicious" morsel on the arrowhead and swallowed it in one gulp.


    "Gullop..."


    Sounds of swallowing echoed one after another.


    "Bastard..."


    The Poseidon hovering mid-air came to an abrupt halt, his eyes brimming with an indescribable mix of grief and resentment.


    Yet with his pursuers closing in, there was no time for further thought.


    With a resentful glare at those advancing towards him, Poseidon clutched his bleeding groin and turned to plunge into the Sea of Okeanos, before disappearing into the surging waves.


    "Woof?"


    As the familiar scent approached, the golden hound in the corner couldn''t help but lift its head joyfully.


    The group that had arrived looked at the dog''s mouth, still tinged with a trace of golden blood, and exchanged bewildered glances.

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    Knossos City, the home of the God of Stove.


    The Gorgon Sisters, Hestia, and Luo En, all looked at the Golden Hound squatting on the ground in the living room, with its big eyes trying to appear endearing, and fell into a strange silence.


    "Woof?"


    Finding the staring uncomfortable after a while, the dog whimpered and, with its tongue hanging out, dashed towards its master, trying to snuggle up as usual. Its sharp claws, like knives through tofu, scratched marks on the hard rocky floor.


    "Stop!"


    Seeing this, Luo En''s expression changed slightly; he sternly ordered the dog to halt and subconsciously took a step back.


    Upon hearing its master''s command, the Golden Hound forcefully stopped its running and could only sit down dejectedly and let out a sorrowful whimper.


    However, it soon turned its gaze to the two old acquaintances who bared their teeth at it every day and then shifted its target, charging towards Stheno and Euryale, who were off to the side.


    "Aaaaah! Don''t come here!"


    In that instant, the two fearless Gorgon Sisters were scared out of their wits, screaming with their eyes closed and each grabbing one of Luo En''s arms, using him as a human shield to firmly place in front of them.


    Feeling the immense strength that was about to twist his arms and the dog face growing larger before his eyes, Luo En, unable to dodge, let out an angry and resentful curse.


    Beast!


    Yet it was unclear whether that accusation was meant for the dog being too human-like or the humans being too dog-like.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, the dog got its wish, happily crashing into its master''s arms and excitedly knocking him down.


    From Luo En''s chest came the sound of bones cracking under the strain.


    "Woof woof!"


    After that, the dog let out a joyful whimper, sticking out its tongue intending to lick its master''s face, living up to its label as a devoted lickspittle.


    "Shut up!"


    Luo En firmly covered the dog''s mouth, displaying a diehard attitude.


    Although he had washed the dog inside and out more than a dozen times since that night, the scene of it swallowing Poseidon''s "beef ball" was still vivid in his memory.


    Therefore, every time he saw the dog open its mouth, he felt as if he could smell the fishy scent from the ocean and felt nauseated.


    As for being kissed by that dog mouth...


    Luo En thought about it and couldn''t help shivering, feeling a sudden chill.


    "Get back! Sit down!"


    Finally, under the stern command of his master, the Golden Hound had to end the affectionate display and obediently got off its master, sitting back down dejectedly.


    However, after this ordeal, Luo En''s robe had become tattered, making him look as if he had just endured a bout of mistreatment.


    Looking down at the red marks on his skin and then at the silly dog full of divine power, Luo En couldn''t help feeling a bit envious.


    After all, back in the day, he had to risk being killed just to pluck a bit of divinity from the Twelve Olympians and those with divine blood lineage.


    And yet, this mutt had the benefit of everyone''s months of hard work in the end.


    ��Poseidon''s half of paternal rights, oh...


    Thinking of this, Luo En couldn''t help but give the silly dog another kick.


    Primeval mythology often contains strong elements of reproduction and life worship, which are significant functions and authorities of deities, especially in the Age of Greek Gods.


    The two generations of Divine Kings, Uranus, the Father of Heaven, was castrated by his youngest son Cronus, losing his fertility and therefore abdicating the throne;


    Titan God Cronus, on the other hand, was overthrown by Zeus and his siblings for swallowing his children and obstructing the Law of Life;


    And to solidify his kingship, Zeus fought against the curse of the Titan bloodline by lovingly fathering offspring everywhere, ultimately acquiring the most powerful paternal rights in Greek history.


    Originally, Poseidon, in every way inferior to Zeus, had a slim chance of competing for the supreme authority of Olympus.


    Now, having unexpectedly lost half of his paternal rights and becoming a lopsided warrior, Poseidon''s path to being the Divine King was completely shattered.


    It''s hard to imagine what sort of retaliation that crazed lord of the sea might undertake because of this.


    Rubbing his slightly painful temples, Luo En glanced towards the empty chair across from him.


    To avoid Poseidon''s desperate measures, Athena immediately went to Olympus to level accusations after the battle at the temple.


    ��Poseidon had unilaterally torn up the truce, secretly sneaked onto Crete Island, intending to assault her priestess and Divine Envoy in her Great Temple!


    Three days have already passed since then.


    Everyone at home was anxiously waiting for the outcome.


    And when Luo En looked outside the door for what seemed like the umpteenth time, a dazzling streak of golden light finally plummeted in front of the door, transforming into a familiar form.


    She''s back?


    Seeing the visitor clearly, Luo En quickly invited Athena into the house.


    The Gorgon Sisters and Hestia by the side, knowing what was proper, went about their respective tasks, moving tables or serving tea and snacks adeptly.


    But once seated, Luo En couldn''t wait to ask, "How did things go?"


    But as soon as the topic came up, Athena''s tense face turned a shade of iron blue.


    "Poseidon claims he came to the island in good faith, seeking reconciliation, asking for my hand in marriage..."


    "Proposing? What a joke! Why did he choose to come just when you were away?"


    "That''s right, you should have seen how that toad from the sea looked at Little Medusa, obviously he was lusting after her, his intentions were clearly bad!"


    Hearing this, Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but scowl and indignantly refute.

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    Hestia, who was standing by, couldn''t help but speak up for her great-niece.


    "And besides, didn''t you reject Poseidon and swear to remain chaste long ago? How could he not know?"


    However, Luo En ignored the irritation of the three and instead looked seriously at Athena across from him, asking softly.


    "What did His Majesty the King of Gods say?"


    "Father God scolded me for not having the right to injure my uncle, that even if I disagree, I shouldn''t treat an elder like that..."


    As Athena spoke, it seemed as if two flames of anger danced in her bright eyes.


    "And then?" Luo En continued to press.


    "Of course, he went off to find his next lover," Athena replied with a cold, mocking snort.


    Clearly, this was both an expected outcome and a routine typical of Father God.


    After hearing Athena''s response, Luo En sighed, propped his arms on the table, massaged his throbbing temples, and murmured softly.


    "This is troublesome..."


    "..."


    Athena pursed her lips, her face also bearing a shadow of gloom.


    Seeing the dismal expression on both of their faces, Hestia, who was nearby, was quite puzzled.


    "Hey, wait a minute, didn''t we all win? Didn''t we give that Poseidon a good thrashing? Why do you both look as if we''ve lost?"


    The external brain at the table looked up, glancing at his own symbiont who was acting normally, and asked softly.


    "And then what? Poseidon uses the insult as an excuse, gathers the forces of the sea gods and Atlantis, and simply flattens Crete Island?"


    "Won''t Zeus care?"


    "Hasn''t His Majesty the King of Gods already cared? It''s our fault in the first place, for being disrespectful to an elder and for destroying his foundation, so isn''t retaliation justified?"


    "That''s not right," Hestia instinctively argued back, her eyes filled with deeper confusion and dissatisfaction. "Shouldn''t Poseidon be reprimanded? I clearly saw it was him who tried to behave improperly first!"


    Facing Hestia''s questioning, Luo En spoke calmly.


    "It doesn''t matter what you think; the key is how His Majesty the King of Gods sees it."


    "Even so, shouldn''t there be a clear distinction between right and wrong? Even I can see that it is clearly Poseidon''s fault!"


    "Children distinguish between right and wrong, adults care more about pros and cons!"


    A soft murmur put an end to the subject, and Hestia wanted to open her mouth to defend her simple concept of justice that she had held for millions of years.


    However, her lips parted for a long time, and in the end, she couldn''t utter a single word of rebuttal. Instead, she turned to her own Lesser Deity and asked a question from the bottom of her heart.


    "Can black really become white?"


    "Yes!"


    Luo En nodded faintly, answering with certainty.


    In his original world, deer could be turned into horses, mice into ducks, and of course, black could become white...


    ... as long as the person in power silences all opposing voices.


    Finally, after getting this response, Hestia''s flicker of hope crumbled completely. She just hung her head and muttered dejectedly.


    "But, that''s not right..."


    "That''s why we are trying to build a world that can distinguish right from wrong, truth from deceit," Luo En said.


    Hestia''s heart trembled, and she looked up at the smiling, warm face in front of her. The darkness that had clouded her vision began to wash away.


    Yes! Even if the mighty can turn black into white for a moment, they cannot completely twist the truth and justice.


    Justice cannot be domesticated or killed because the truth always exists!


    Hestia couldn''t help but think of her aunt Themis, the Goddess of Justice, who had parted ways with Olympus ever since the first queen, Metis, was swallowed by Zeus.


    Meanwhile, Athena also glanced at Luo En, her gloomy expression gradually being replaced by a trace of appreciation.


    She was starting to like this kid more and more.


    Because what he spoke of was exactly what she had been trying to do.


    ��Tsk, shouldn''t be allowed...


    Athena cast a sidelong glance at Hestia, who was courting her favor, and her mood, which had just improved slightly, became somewhat depressed again.


    After briefly soothing the Chief Goddess, Luo En looked at the empty seats on both sides and opened his mouth to ask again.


    "By the way, where are Apollo and Artemis? Aren''t they back with you?"


    At this question, Athena''s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    "The Goddess Leto is unwell in body and mind; they went to Kos Island to visit their mother," she said.


    "Who claimed that?"


    "Apollo! On the second day at Olympus, he took a letter from the Goddess Leto and took Artemis away with him."


    "..."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En did not speak, and his expression turned unsightly as well.


    Nearly Immortal Deities getting sick so easily? And body and mind unwell? Nonsense.


    Besides, this illness comes neither early nor late, but just at this time? Too coincidental, isn''t it?


    It''s likely that, seeing the way the wind was blowing, Apollo took the opportunity to whisk Artemis away under the guise of their mother Leto''s name!


    This two-faced guy really could only play when the going was easy; the moment trouble struck, he couldn''t be relied upon!


    Luo En couldn''t help but curse his unreliable brother-in-law, and his frustrated gaze turned to Athena, who was scowling.


    Now he finally understood why the Goddess of Wisdom was so furious upon her return.


    It was because Apollo had stabbed her in the back.


    "I can help!" Hestia raised her hand high, choosing to firmly stand by Athena''s side, her eyes sparkling with determination.


    If it was possible to establish a world where black and white, right and wrong are clearly defined, where everyone could live in peace and happiness, she was willing to give it a try.


    ��Even if it meant breaking ties with her siblings from before.

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    "Aunt, I understand your kindness, but if we could win, it would indeed be worth your taking the risk. However, now that we are facing the entire Ocean God system, even with your help, it is far from enough," Athena shook her head and declined Hestia''s offer to join her side.


    "Is there anyone else we can turn to?" Luo En pinched the bridge of his aching nose, and then his eyes lit up as he casually took out a pristine white bird''s tail feather, "For instance, Hephaestus?"


    "Recently, the rebels in Erebus have been stirring again, and the Father God commanded Hephaestus to go to Mount Etna and join forces with the three Cyclops to mass-produce Divine Artifacts in preparation for unforeseen threats," came the response.


    "When was this?"


    "Two days ago."


    "..."


    Luo En fell silent again and did not continue to ask any further.


    Clearly, this was mostly likely the work of the King of Olympus.


    But even though this path was blocked, Luo En still did not give in and continued to probe.


    "What about the other two? The river god Occhanos and the Ocean Goddess Thetis? Your maternal grandparents were very fond of your mother back then," he pressed on.


    "Besides, seeking mediation from the Goddess of Justice, Themis, who represents law and fairness, should be possible, right? Isn''t she always committed to impartiality?"


    Athena lifted her gaze, looking deeply across from her.


    "Do you think the twelve defeated Titan gods, why they''ve been able to live peaceful lives and continue to enjoy sacrifices, instead of being held accountable one by one?" she queried.


    "..."


    "Don''t bother thinking about it; they''ve all sworn oaths on the River Styx. Without the Father God''s permission, they will not easily intervene in the struggles of Olympus," Athena informed.


    "What about those who refused to swear oaths?"


    "Yes, they''re mostly locked up in Tartarus Hell..."


    ''Fuck!''


    Meeting one setback after another, Luo En couldn''t help but curse silently to himself.


    He had to admit, that old man from Olympus certainly knew how to guard against others, effectively sealing off almost all the unstable elements threatening his sovereignty.


    And this was precisely the terrifying aspect of Zeus.


    It seemed as though he had said nothing, yet it also seemed as if he had said everything.


    It seemed as though he had done nothing, yet it also seemed as if he had done everything.


    Through subtle manipulation, he not only dissolved Athena''s newly assembled alliance but also signaled to Poseidon that it was okay to act.


    Even the routes for seeking help and forming alliances with Crete Island had been preemptively calculated by him, closing off these escape paths one by one.


    Thus, even the wisdom-renowned Athena, personally taking action, could only face a setback against the maneuvers of the King of Olympus.


    This won''t do��compared to Poseidon, this one''s level is just too high.


    Moreover, Crete Island currently has very few cards to play; how could it possibly outplay the King of Olympus, who holds sway over the entire world?


    Seeing that he was powerless, Luo En could only sulk as he propped his head on the table, trying to find some amusement amidst the bitterness.


    "So, the good news is that your Father God is taking you more and more seriously?"


    Hearing that somewhat mockingly toned question, Athena couldn''t help but snort indignantly.


    "There''s no choice. Who else carries the Titan''s curse most likely to be fulfilled within the bloodline of their descendants? Compared to my peers, it is the offspring who should be the primary target of precaution," she explained.


    Immediately after, she paused, unable to help glaring at the person opposite her.


    "And thanks to a certain someone, His Majesty the God of the Sea has lost half of his paternal rights, and his chances of seizing power in the future have basically been declared hopeless. Since there''s no threat to his own throne, the Father God would, of course, be willing to let my uncle vent a bit."


    "Then, can there be a truce?"


    "What do you think?"


    Facing Athena''s deep gaze, Luo En immediately straightened his face, lifted his foot, and kicked at the dog lying under the table.


    "It''s all your fault! You''ve ruined the Lady Goddess''s grand plans!"


    Seeing the shameless behavior of shifting the blame onto the dog, everyone unanimously sent him a look of disdain.


    "So, what should we do next? The news of Crete Island''s isolation won''t take long to reach Poseidon''s ears!"


    Medusa stepped forward, asking seriously.


    "Cut back on sea defense!"


    "National celebration!"


    Athena and Luo En answered simultaneously, then their eyes met, and they could each see admiration in the other''s gaze.


    "Awesome, playtime again!"


    "This time I want the biggest float! Let these foolish mortals bow down to the beauty of the Goddess!"


    Euryale and Stheno, with the word ''celebration'' occupying their minds, couldn''t help but smile broadly with delight.


    "Weren''t we discussing countermeasures?"


    Hestia''s demeanor remained naive and simple.


    After a brief moment of thought, Medusa also raised her head, speaking thoughtfully.


    "A feint?"


    Seeing Medusa''s reaction, Athena and Luo En couldn''t help but show a touch of satisfaction mixed with a pang of sadness.


    Finally, a promising sprout had grown from the barren land of their home.


    Of course, this was not only the result of Athena and Luo En''s efforts but also due to Medusa''s love for reading, her continuous learning, and her dedication to integrating into human society.


    Seeing that Medusa had only guessed approximately and still seemed half-understanding, Luo En took the initiative to explain.


    "Poseidon has just suffered a major defeat; his divine authority is unstable, and it was all because of an ambush. Once bitten, twice shy; after being fooled so many times, he should be cautious now."


    "...So, the more defenseless and relaxed Crete Island appears, the more Poseidon will suspect there might be a trap waiting for him."


    Athena immediately added, explaining the strategy she and Luo En had independently arrived at to Medusa.


    And Medusa listened attentively. Ever since the people of Crete Island began to honor her as the Serpent Goddess, she had developed a protective urge to care for this land and had been tirelessly working towards this goal.


    "But a fake is still a fake, even if it can deceive Poseidon temporarily, it can''t be hidden forever, right? If time passes and he truly discovers the reality of Crete Island and chooses to attack forcefully, what do we do then?"


    "Lie down..."


    "Hope for the best..."


    At this moment, Athena and Luo En facing the table looked at each other once more.


    They had, yet again, given the same response.


    Only this time, they both felt somewhat helpless.

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    For half a month, Knossos City was immersed in an atmosphere of joy and relaxation.


    Farming, storing, brewing, trading... Ordinary people continued on their established life trajectories, all looking forward to better times ahead.


    They didn''t understand the struggles for divine power, nor the conflicts of faith. The few acres of land under their feet and the lamp in their homes were their everything.


    They didn''t comprehend the military and national affairs that concerned those above them, only knowing that under the governance of Great Mother Goddess Athena and Scribe Master Luo En, more and more wealth was flowing to Crete Island, and their own days were getting better and better.


    Thus, the smiles on everyone''s faces were genuine and enthusiastic, without a trace of pretense.


    It seemed that because of this sincerity, the seas remained calm and tranquil.


    With Athena taking over her shift, Luo En was able to disengage from the hectic state affairs, continuing to covertly develop his Dionysian Sect and draw faith from the joy of humanity.


    Unlike those celestial "Gods Above," detached from the secular world, he was The God Among Men, born with both divinity and humanity, experiencing death and rebirth, and ultimately ascended due to human belief and pursuit.


    Therefore, the mortal world was the soil where he took root and grew strong.


    As for Athena''s indulgence in Sasha''s blatant undercutting, she turned a blind eye.


    After all, seeking joy amidst suffering life is human nature and also the motivation for them to keep persevering.


    And as a Lesser Deity of the Goddess of the Hearth, most of the corners he was undercutting were his aunt''s.


    If the Hearth Goddess didn''t care, why should she bother?


    With the support of two goddesses and a suitable environment for growth, the Dionysian Sect Luo En reformed had expanded rapidly and spread quickly across Crete Island, with followers increasing a hundredfold.


    The concept of "Joy" and the influence of the "Dionysian Sect" spread through the city-states of Greece with Minos Fleet''s voyages and the distribution of "wine," gaining a large number of potential adherents.


    ��The lower the social stratum, the more firm and pure the belief in this faith became.


    After all, compared to the divine-blooded nobility "born with" privileges, "Joy" was scarcer and more precious to the destitute lower classes, those "with nothing."


    As the power of faith grew exponentially and flowed continuously into Luo En''s body, his divinity became more concentrated, and his deity nourished, quickly filling the gaps that would soon allow him to carve out his second divine law.


    However, with the expansion of his responsibilities and the fledgling basis of his organization, many matters required his personal attention.


    Busy with enhancing his strength and also keeping an eye on the movements at sea, Luo En inevitably felt overwhelmed.


    So, he decisively delegated some of his responsibilities to his sister-in-law, Fedra, through the method of inebriated dreaming, letting King Minos''s adventurous daughter remotely do some work for him.


    To ensure the girl''s safety, Luo En recycled a waste, assigning the mind-controlled Zephyr Goddess Ola, newly joined to the Dionysian Sect, to become one of the maenads, responsible for protecting Fedra, the current high priestess of the Dionysian Sect.


    Originally, the blasphemous hunting nymph had not been killed by Artemis and could stay on Crete Island to recuperate because the Goddess of the Hunt needed an excuse to frequent Crete Island and have secret rendezvous with him.


    But now, unable to contact his Little Moon several times in a row, Luo En figured he couldn''t rely on Artemis this time.


    Therefore, adhering to the principle of not wasting resources, Ola the Zephyr Goddess, who at least had divine powers, was appointed as Paru.


    After all, according to Artemis, this woman had insulted him, so as a punishment, she was now his personal property, to deal with as he wished.


    ��If she was useful and good to use, then she might as well be used to death.


    ��Work hard, you''re fighting for the liberation of humanity!


    A certain leader of a heretical sect threw out this perfectly legitimate reason while heartlessly deciding the future of the Zephyr Goddess as the protector of the faith.


    But even with all the cards in play, Luo En still felt inadequate.


    ��Whether it was concerning the development of the sect or the situation on Crete Island.


    It seemed urgent to develop his Lesser Deities soon.


    Thinking so, the native Minotaur''s heart of Crete Island began to stir once again.


    ��The Three Graces under Aphrodite, The Nine Muses and the Medicine God under Apollo, and Pan under Artemis...


    ��Mine, all of these could be mine!


    However, while the idea was beautiful, in the Age of Greek Gods, power was of the utmost importance.


    As a newly ascended deity, Luo En still lacked the qualifications to challenge the authority of those chief gods.


    Of course, distant waters cannot quench immediate thirst, and the watchful Poseidon would not give him the chance to develop in peace.


    Soon, the calm sea began to grow increasingly capricious.


    Within just a few short days, ships sailing from Crete Island began to sink one after another.


    Some were lost to hidden reefs in sea mists; others were torn apart by storms; still, others encountered Sea Beasts...


    Rushing home in an emergency, Luo En and Athena exchanged a glance, both feeling a sinking sensation in their hearts simultaneously.


    ��Poseidon had grown suspicious.


    If it were just the sea fog and storms, they could be chalked up to accidents, but the reappearance of Sea Beasts in the waters off Occhanos, and their attacks on vessels on the once-safe routes assured by the old man of the sea, Nereus, were somewhat thought-provoking.


    Obviously, this was a test from His Majesty, God of the Sea.


    As for whether Nereus, as a guarantor, would suffer from the backlash of his oath, sorry, but this was not within His Majesty, God of the Sea''s range of consideration.


    To reach the summit of power, he wouldn''t even hesitate to slaughter his own brothers, let alone a mere father-in-law.


    Watching the dark clouds gathering on the distant sea, Luo En turned back and asked, still not ready to give up.


    "Is there really no other way?"


    "I went to see Aunt Demeter, but she has gone to the Netherworld to visit her daughter Persephone..."


    "So meticulous, no need to say, it must have been permitted by His Majesty the King of Gods, right?"


    "Hmm..."


    Athena and Luo En looked at each other, falling into a prolonged silence, then let out a mutual sigh.


    Time was running short.


    Just as they had anticipated, the number of maritime accidents involving sailing vessels rose, and the frequency of disasters such as typhoons, torrential rains, earthquakes, and so on, also increased.


    Even the Beast Tide, originally driven to the inner seas, began reappearing in the outer sea regions, gathering in ever greater numbers.


    Gradually, even the ordinary people of Minos sensed an impending crisis, as if a mountain rain was about to pour and the wind wished to fill the building, and they began to discreetly stock up on food and medicinal herbs.


    Finally, Luo En awaited the outcome.


    But it was not from the sea; instead, it came from the Dice of Chance turning within his mind.


    The twelve-sided die spun faintly on the sacrificial altar, with the three wave lines representing Poseidon and the five snake patterns for Athena, emerging in succession and transforming into three golden oracles.


    "Blasphemy One: Choose to assist Goddess Athena, of wisdom and war, to combat the imminent maritime calamity, and successfully scheme to obtain a divine blessing from Poseidon.


    Blasphemy Two: Choose to assist God of the Sea Poseidon, to prematurely guide Minos civilization to its end, and successfully scheme to obtain a divine blessing from Athena.


    Blasphemy Three: Choose to oppose both Athena and Poseidon simultaneously, extinguish the flame of wisdom, topple the glory of the God of the Sea, make the Minosians weep, let Atlantis sink, and successfully scheme to obtain a divine blessing from both Athena and Poseidon!"


    Seeing the three eerily similar paths of fate before him, Luo En''s face subtly changed; any trace of wishful thinking in his heart died completely.


    Looking at the unstoppable storm on the sea and the mortals in the city in a terrified panic, he fell into a long silence.


    Which side should he choose this time?


    Was it to follow the predetermined fate, or to continue a futile resistance like a mantis trying to stop a chariot?


    Finally, as if struck by an idea, Luo En''s lips curled into a smile, and he burst into a fit of joyful, almost crazed laughter, his eyes flashing with madness, as the answer burst forth from him.


    "��I choose 3!"


    At the same time, the first two oracles automatically dissipated inside his brain, leaving only the last, mocking and scoffing at both destiny and defiance.

 Chapter 181 133: Please Your Majesty Offer Your Head

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    "What''s happened? Why are you so cheerful?"


    Downstairs, Hestia, who heard the commotion, walked out to the balcony and looked towards Luo En, who stood at the railing laughing heartily, and couldn''t help but ask in astonishment.


    With a formidable enemy approaching and one piece of bad news after another, the entire Crete Island was shrouded in gloom and despair, and she simply couldn''t understand what there was to be happy about.


    "It''s nothing, just figured out some things," Luo En replied, turning back with a faint smile. Then he stretched his somewhat stiff waist and got up to walk down from the balcony.


    "Let''s go."


    "Where to?"


    "To Knossos Palace, I''m going to see King Minos."


    Luo En contemplated quietly, his keen eyes staring into the distance at the towering structure in Knossos City that seemed to prop up the sky.


    A quarter of an hour later, the swift bronze chariot was headed towards the palace.


    The city streets, ravaged by the storm, were slick and sticky with mud and standing water. The sky was filled with thunder and storms, and even at noon, hardly any light could be seen.


    The storms from both the sky and the sea seemed to converge on this city, barreling towards the chariot with unstoppable force.


    Seeing the twinkling Runes insignia on the chariot, the Divine Blood Guard stationed at the palace moved aside respectfully, bowing their heads to let it pass, and only when the chariot vanished from sight did they slowly raise their heads and continue their steadfast watch.


    As Luo En descended from the halted bronze chariot, before he had even stepped through the palace doors, he heard a commotion of discussions inside.


    "King, the sea level along the coast has surged, continually eroding the shores, and has already inundated the outer walls of Nossia and Gidus!"


    "The central plains region from Kidonia to Knossos has become a swamp, and most of the grape seedlings and grain crops have been flooded and perished!"


    "Knossos''s drainage system is also overloaded. Over the past three days, more than 127 houses have collapsed, and there is varying degrees of softening in the city walls on both sides!"


    Inside the palace, priests responsible for compiling information from various places and messengers from the city defense forces stationed along the coastal defense line reported one after another on the dire situation.


    Lying on his sickbed, King Minos listened attentively. Even though his body and spirit were both on the wane, the authority accumulated from ruling over Crete Island for hundreds of years still bestowed upon him a commanding presence that required no demonstration of anger.


    Naturally, no one would concern themselves with the health condition of His Majesty the king.


    The situation was very bad.


    Fortunately, the geography of Crete Island is complex, the terrain of Knossos City is higher, and the Minosians are also familiar with the dark and changeable weather of the Sea of Okeanos, so the continuous heavy rain and storms at sea have not yet resulted in too severe casualties to this point.


    However, even then, with the shipping routes cut off and the tides encroaching step by step, the circumstances Crete Island was facing were still quite grave.


    Moreover, unlike the previous beast tide, this time Poseidon himself had intervened.


    Just the weather factors such as tide, storm, and heavy rain had nearly crippled the coastal defenses that the Minosians had spent months painstakingly constructing.


    "Yesterday me and my friends went up the watchtower and spotted quite a few Sea Beasts near the shore,"


    ```


    Fedra, the fourth daughter, couldn''t help but interject, eager to display her concern for the country and its people.


    "Hmm, today the coastal defense line suffered three waves of attacks by Sea Beasts. Although the numbers were not large, it''s a quite dangerous sign," she said.


    The second daughter, Ariadne, took the opportunity to step forward and add her own serious, worried thoughts.


    However, under the unintentional or deliberate "assistance" of his daughters'' remarks, King Minos, who had been barely maintaining his composure, suddenly couldn''t catch his breath and began to cough violently.


    For a moment, the gazes of the priests and generals towards King Minos shifted from reverence to bewilderment and panic. The atmosphere in the room plummeted to an icy low, becoming oppressive and somber.


    Could this war really be won?


    After serious consideration, everyone''s mood collectively sank into the depths of despair.


    Seeing the unsettled expressions on the faces of the priests and generals, sorrow and unwillingness deepened in King Minos''s eyes.


    Originally, his health was not suitable for making public appearances.


    But today, early in the morning, Princess Athena had gone to Olympus again, attempting to seek Father God Zeus for mediation.


    So, to soothe the mindset of the priests and generals, he decided to make a brief appearance, fulfilling his duty as King.


    However, the situation had turned out to be much worse than he had imagined, almost beyond redemption.


    At the same time, because he had been careless and allowed his anger to show, he had revealed his frailty in front of everyone.


    "Boom!"


    Just as the atmosphere in the palace grew more stifling, a tremor of the ground and the cries of humans came from outside the city.


    Several color-changing Lamias, taking advantage of the cover of rain, swam ashore and, with their claws, cut two soldiers who were checking the drainage and a few civilians transporting supplies in half at the waist.


    Colorful organs immediately spilled from the severed torsos into the muddy water below, and the blood-curdling screams spread quickly amidst the ghastly spray of bright red blood.


    The insatiably greedy serpent women, the Lamias, immediately bent down and started devouring the fresh flesh and blood on the ground.


    A few victims who had not yet died watched in horror as their organs were emptied and their flesh torn, emitting horrific screams of agony.


    "Another Sea Beast has landed on the island!" Witnessing the bloody scene reflected on the star dish in Princess Ariadne''s hands, a look of shock surfaced on everyone''s faces.


    "Swish! Swish! Swish!"


    At that moment, the somber twang of bowstrings resonated from outside the hall. Three silver arrows shot through the air like shooting stars, then slanted downward, each swiftly splitting into six, creating a small-scale rainfall of arrows that firmly pinned the Lamias feasting on the ground.


    Immediately after, a tall figure holding a bow in one hand stepped into the main hall with the cutting cold of a fierce wind, his icy gaze critically surveying the priests and generals in the room.


    "What''s the panic? Have you not hunted enough Sea Beasts before? Don''t tell me the weapons in your hands are only good for starting fires now!"


    Anyone caught in his gaze inevitably lowered their heads in shame, embarrassed by their earlier display of panic.


    "If the coastal defense line can''t be held, then retreat. According to the enemy-tracking signals from the lookout towers, we will stage tiered rearguard actions based on the terrain! If that doesn''t work, dispatch more patrols, increase patrol frequency, and make sure there are no dead angles in our surveillance!"


    "If you need a warrior who can stand on their own, borrow the Divine Blood Guard. If you need a spellcaster to accompany you, seek out the temple. His Majesty and the Lady Goddess don''t need them for protection!"


    "Moreover, I remember that Her Holiness controls the divine power that guides navigation. Therefore, there seems to be priestesses in the temple who specialize in celestial magic. Have them conduct the secret rites to disperse this storm as soon as possible."


    Although Luo En spoke with great speed, each word was crystal clear.


    However, seeing a hint of difficulty on the High Priest''s face, he slightly softened his tone and relaxed his demands.


    "I know you''re short on hands; I''ll ask Anna and the rest to help. Even if they cannot disperse the clouds in the sky, weakening these adverse factors to some degree will do. Then sweep the area around Knossos City again to prevent any sea beasts from slipping in..."


    Both princesses and a group of generals and priests nodded in agreement.


    At the end, Luo En''s tone softened as he casually waved his hand with a tranquil air.


    "Things haven''t reached an irreparable state; why the rush to worry? If we have that sort of time, I''m still looking forward to having you invite me to taste the new brew next year."


    Upon hearing this, everyone couldn''t help but crack a smile, recalling the grandeur of the Festival of the God of Wine and their relaxation, a glimmer of anticipation arose in their minds, instantly lifting the gloom from their hearts.


    Seeing the improved expressions of the crowd, Luo En spoke again.


    "Off you go. Obey the commands, and just do your duty well."


    "As you command, Chief Scribe, sir!"


    Suddenly, it was as if the crowd had found their backbone. They struck their chests forcefully, answered loudly, and then one by one, they left to carry out their orders.


    Since King Minos had been bedridden these past months, they had become accustomed to obeying the Chief Scribe''s orders.


    And the series of successful experiences and favor from the Goddess also made them believe that under the Chief Scribe''s leadership, they would achieve success once more.


    As the din inside the hall gradually subsided, King Minos looked at the empty great hall from his couch, his pale face revealing a touch of desolation and bitterness.


    He really was old, and there was no denying it.


    But immediately, the old man''s eyes turned to the figure standing before the hall, and a look of admiration and satisfaction appeared.


    At least, his judgment hadn''t been wrong. He had chosen the right person.


    Luo En looked around, surveying the area. Not seeing Athena, who should have been diligently present, he became somewhat puzzled.


    "Where is the Lady Goddess?"


    "She''s gone to Olympus..."


    "Still not giving up?"


    Luo En shook his head, holding no hope for Athena''s last attempt.


    If Zeus truly wished to intervene and administer justice, then he wouldn''t be Zeus.


    Upon hearing this, King Minos''s face grew even more somber, the faint light in his eyes extinguishing as he finally let out a long sigh.


    "So, we are doomed to lose?"


    "Do you want to win?"


    Luo En gazed directly into those aged eyes, speaking in a tempting voice,


    "...to decisively defeat Poseidon for once!"


    And almost instantly, the sickly King Minos on the couch sat up as if a withered tree had sprung to life in spring, his eyes ablaze with intense desire, nodding without hesitation.


    "I do! I dream of it!"


    Luo En did not answer directly but instead asked a haunting question.


    "But what if the cost is your life?"


    "You want my life? Hahaha, take anything I have, as you please!"


    King Minos, upon hearing this, not only didn''t become angry but instead burst into hearty laughter.


    Yet the more he did, the harder it was for Luo En to make a decision. He questioned further.


    "Are you sure?"


    "What''s there to hesitate about!"


    King Minos waved his hand vigorously, his eyes burning with passion.


    "If I can win once, I am willing to pay any price!"


    Then, as if to soothe Luo En in front of him, he patted his gaunt chest with a laugh, half in resignation, half in determination.


    "This body of mine was once able to draw a strong bow and wrestle sea beasts barehanded. Now, I need help to even get in and out of bed. I''m almost dead anyway; living a few more days is merely lingering. To exchange the last of my life for a chance to win, to fight for a glimmer of hope for my descendants, I couldn''t ask for more!"


    Having said that, the old man turned his head, his eyes blazing as he looked towards the figure standing by the bed,


    "So, do you have a way to make me win?"


    "I only had a thirty percent chance before, but with you, now there''s an eighty percent chance of success."


    Luo En answered truthfully, then gazed at the man in this world who was his half-brother from a different mother, a complex look flashing in his eyes.


    "Don''t hesitate, nor have regrets. Do what you want to do, and whether or not you succeed, I thank you!"


    The unknowing King Minos, who was oblivious to this blood relationship, patted Luo En on the shoulder, looking at him with genuine and fervent eyes.


    "Because not only have you taken up the responsibilities I should have borne, guarding Crete Island in my stead, but you''ve also allowed me, in my lifetime, to not die on a sickbed, but to confront that enemy of the sea once more!"


    Then, the old man raised his emaciated arm, reaching towards the distant sea and sky, his fingers grasping tightly, veins bulging as if gambling against the invisible forces of fate.


    "This time, I will win half a move against him!"

 Chapter 182 134: A Traitor Among Us (3.4k)

    "What are you planning to do? Why not tell me first?"


    Just as Luo En and King Minos were secretly reaching some sort of consensus, a snow-white owl dived from the sky, nimbly flying into the great hall, and transformed into the figure of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    From the somewhat gloomy expression in her eyes, it was clear that her recent plea for help in Olympus had probably been in vain.


    Otherwise, the proud goddess who boasted unrivaled strategic wisdom would not have taken the initiative to ask Luo En for advice after hearing only fragments of conversation.


    Instead of responding directly, Luo En turned to Athena with a meaningful look and inquired.


    "Let me ask a question first: Why must we stay on Crete Island?"


    Athena frowned slightly and after some contemplation, she answered earnestly.


    "Because this is the foundation of the Minosians; it is my most important territory."


    "Can you defend it?"


    Luo En looked intently into Athena''s bright eyes and in front of King Minos, asked a rather heart-probing question.


    The Goddess of Wisdom was silent for a long while before the light in her eyes dimmed, and she shook her head, emitting a long sigh.


    "I cannot..."


    The situation on Crete Island had already deteriorated to an irreversible extent. The Minosians faced not just the overlord of the Sea of Okeanos and his army, but also the biased Father God of Mount Olympus.


    Even though Athena prided herself on possessing infinite wisdom, without any pieces to play, she could hardly reverse the overall situation.


    As prideful as she was, she did not want to admit this outcome, but facts were facts, indisputable. Moreover, she could not hide them from the man before her, who was almost as smart as she was.


    Now that he had a definitive answer, Luo En spoke calmly.


    "If it can''t be defended, then why not step back?"


    "You''re telling me to flee?"


    The suggestion infuriated Athena in an instant, a fierce aura bursting forth from her eyes.


    She was the deity in charge of victory, never having shown fear or retreated in the face of any formidable enemy.


    "No, no, I said ''retreat,'' not ''flee.'' There''s a difference," Luo En said, waving his hand and seriously reiterating.


    Athena, however, snorted in disdain, her bright eyes glinting.


    "Stop playing word games with me. If we withdraw from the coastal defense today, we could leave Knossos City tomorrow, and then abandon Crete Island. Once we collapse, the sea deities will immediately bear down upon us, and under the oppressive power of the Atlanteans, the Minosians will have no way to recapture lost territory. If this isn''t fleeing, then what is it? A tactical withdrawal?"


    There are two kinds of retreats; an orderly retreat is about preserving the fighting force for strategic relocation. A disorderly retreat is known as defeat or rout.


    Being the deity in charge of warfare, Athena was naturally very familiar with these concepts.


    Seeing Athena, who was fiercely proud, taking such strong issue with the topic, Luo En reluctantly raised both hands in surrender and then switched to a different approach.


    "Alright, alright, let''s change the subject. If Poseidon captures Crete Island, what would be his next step?"


    "He would use Crete Island as a stepping stone to conquer the cities of Greece and erode terrestrial divinity."


    "And then?"


    "Amass power, preparing to seize the supreme throne of Olympus."


    Athena answered without hesitation, having gone through countless iterations of these possibilities in her mind.


    Luo En nodded and continued to inquire.


    "Then do you think, will His Majesty the King of Gods give him that opportunity?"


    "No!"


    Athena shook her head without delay and based on her understanding of the Father God, gave the most likely analysis.


    "He would nip the danger in the bud!"


    Hearing this answer, a smile crept onto Luo En''s face.


    "Then it''s quite evident. Poseidon''s ultimate goal is to reach for the divine throne of Olympus, while the goal of that King of Gods is to eliminate all unstable factors threatening his rule. This seems to have nothing to do with us, right? So, why can''t we take a step back?"


    At that moment, Athena''s bright eyes lit up, and a contemplative look crossed her face.


    "Are you saying..."


    "Leave the position vacant, let them play their counter-tales!"


    There and then, Luo En laid his cards on the table, a mischievous darkness glinting in his eyes.


    "You want to drag the Father God into the fray, to confront my uncle?"


    Athena seemed tempted, but after reflecting seriously, she shook her head again.


    "You''re oversimplifying things. The Father God won''t enter the fray so easily."


    "Not necessarily!"


    Luo En smiled nonchalantly, his lips curling with pleasure.


    "If Crete Island loses badly enough and Atlantis is powerful enough, do you think His Majesty the King of Gods can stay out of it?"


    "..."


    Athena''s brow furrowed tightly, and her mind whirled with complex thoughts, as she remained silent for a long while.


    Unconcerned, Luo En continued to ask.


    "As long as effortlessly wiping out Crete Island and removing this thorn in his side, opening up the gateway from the Sea of Okeanos to the continent, the dominion of the sea deities will grow unprecedentedly strong. Even losing half his paternal authority, Poseidon might possess the capacity to aspire to that throne. So, do you think the King of Gods will wait for that moment?"


    "No!"


    This time, Athena''s response was firm and clear, and her mind echoed with thoughts of her devoured mother goddess. A deep chill flashed in her bright eyes, providing the same answer as before.


    "He would strangle all dangers in their cradle!"


    "And moreover, better to kill wrongly than to let one go..."


    Luo En sneered in addition, likewise recalling the thunderbolts filling the night sky and another "himself" who died shortly after coming to the world.


    At that moment, Athena had already understood the true intent behind Luo En''s words.


    "So, you want me to give up Crete Island and choose to back down?"


    "Not just back down, but retreat in the most miserable and desolate way!"


    While speaking, a deep mockery appeared on Luo En''s face.


    "Since His Majesty the King of Gods wants to weaken your power through Poseidon''s hand, then let his wish be fulfilled. We will suffer a thorough defeat, and leave the stage of confrontation to those two brothers."


    "But the Father God is not that easily fooled..." Athena still had doubts about the feasibility of the plan.


    Luo En sighed, his voice growing lower: "Therefore, we need a truly genuine defeat, and a sufficiently weighty sacrifice is required."


    Athena pursed her lips, her expression equally somber.


    "Heavy enough... that no one will doubt the authenticity of this crushing defeat..."


    Meanwhile, four gazes simultaneously fell upon the old man, betraying complex emotions.


    "So it was for this that you need my half-spent life?" Upon nearly explicit clarification, King Minos immediately understood his true role, and burst into hearty laughter, "To topple two Chief Gods at once, this deal is worthwhile!"


    "Not just that!"


    Seeing the old man''s resolute attitude, Luo En couldn''t help but exclaim, revealing secrets he knew.


    "In recent years, I''ve heard that His Majesty the King of Gods has been trying to locate the whereabouts of Atlantis, after all, those are the old humans who survived the Great Flood. With them around, how could His Majesty the King of Gods sleep soundly? Therefore, I suspect that this game is not only about weakening Crete but also about providing His Majesty the King of Gods with a legitimate reason to strike at Atlantis!"


    Immediately thereafter, Luo En paused, a cold glint flickering in his eyes.


    "Which means, the more outstanding and powerful Poseidon and his Atlantean army appear, the closer they are to their doom!"


    If I remember correctly from the myths, the demise of Atlantis was because the Divine King Zeus considered the Atlanteans too arrogant, failing to revere the deities and even aspiring to rule the world. So, he triggered an earthquake and sank the entire Atlantis Continent.


    What''s most ironic is that the sinking of Atlantis and the decline of the Minos civilization happened very closely in time.


    Who doesn''t know how to bait and enforce the law?


    By now, having heard Luo En''s assurance, King Minos, who had suffered a lifetime of humiliation and had yearned to see Poseidon stumble under his hand, could not help but smile broadly, feeling extremely elated.


    "Excellent! To trade one of me for all three of them is even more profitable!"


    But hearing that breaking free from the current deadlock required such a dire cost, Athena felt reluctant.


    "But this is the root of the Minosians..."


    King Minos waved his hand, appearing more carefree after having resolved his own mortality.


    "Your Highness, we come from the dust and to dust we shall return. As long as there is a place to stand, anywhere can become our root. Humans are not as fragile as you think; provided with water, food, and a piece of land, we can live.


    Cities destroyed can be rebuilt, extinguished sacred flames can be reignited, and as long as the people survive, with generations of development, we can reflect the glory of Crete once more.


    And on that new land, we will still cast your statues and kindle the flames of faith!"


    Looking at the bowed and devout figure, offering such sincere and earnest promises, Athena, revered as the Great Mother Goddess by the Minosians, was deeply moved.


    King Minos then turned to the successor he had personally chosen, his gaze turning serious.


    "I will cooperate with you unconditionally, but I have two conditions."


    "Speak," Luo En perked up his ears, listening respectfully.


    "First, my people are innocent; they should not rot at the bottom of the sea because of my vengeful heart. And the new seeds of hope need them for dispersal..."


    "Don''t worry, I have it all planned out. Before this happens, I will evacuate the vital forces of Crete Island in several batches."


    Hearing Luo En''s pledge, King Minos''s expression became even more gratified.


    "Second, the glory of Crete was built by my own hands, and if it must be destroyed, it will be by my hands only! Poseidon wants to conquer Crete Island, to conquer the Minosians, it is impossible! I want him to step onto this land and obtain nothing, except... my corpse!"


    "Of course! No one can take the glory of Crete Island out of your hands, not even the gods!"


    Luo En agreed once more without hesitation, having premeditated these matters.


    Unfortunately for him, he detested the Sea King as much as King Minos did.


    Since they were both driven to a point where they had to amputate to survive, how could he possibly let Poseidon, the instigator, gain any advantage?


    Athena, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn''t help but speak up at this moment.


    "Aren''t you two a bit too confident? Do you really think your underhand tactics can escape the perception of the gods? If it''s just you destroying yourselves, they''ll surely detect the setup..."


    "True, there are different levels of Divinity, and if not personally done by the ocean deities, suspicions would easily be raised," Luo En agreed with a nod but then spread his palm open, his face lighting up with a pleased smile.


    "But what if, you add this to the equation?"


    In an instant, a blue radiance appeared in his hand, illuminating the entirety of the palace hall, gentle as water, as profound as the sea.


    Sea Divinity!


    Not only was it remarkably pure but also very similar to Poseidon''s Sea Divinity!


    In a moment, both Athena and King Minos exchanged glances, unable to hide the shock in their eyes, and the look they directed at Luo En was somewhat peculiar.


    Could it be that we have a traitor among us?

 Chapter 183 135: Lacking in Virtue According to the Five Elements, Destined to Be Beaten Up (6.4k)

    The next day, an angry roar echoed through the entire royal palace.


    "I am not dead yet! Do you think I would bow down to those foreigners at sea? As long as I live, there will be no such possibility!"


    Summoned back from various city-states once again to report to the palace, the five princes were facing the wrath of King Minos for their passive approach to war preparations and for trying to persuade Crete to seek peace with the Atlanteans.


    As a result, the aging lion of a King was so furious that he cut short his convalescence, burst out of the inner chamber, and in full view of the court, beat his five sons half to death with a whip.


    Had it not been for the intercession of his second daughter, the high priestess, and the generals, King Minos might have sent his five disobedient sons straight to the Netherworld.


    But it seemed that the eldest prince, Androgeos, had inherited his father''s stubborn nature, for even as he lay dying, he still spat out his heartfelt words amidst blood and foam.


    "Father, we cannot win, do you want to kill us all?"


    At these words, everyone''s hearts turned cold.


    Although with the situation becoming increasingly clear, nearly everyone had thought of this possibility, it was at most a mere thought.


    However, now that even the King''s own flesh and blood were so resolute, the future of Crete Island was almost predictable.


    "Very well!"


    Hearing his eldest son''s rebuttal, the old man laughed in extreme anger.


    "If you want to live, no one is stopping you! I give you three days to get off Crete Island immediately!"


    The old man then turned to his changing-faced retainers and without holding back, demonstrated his stubbornness and hardness once again to his subordinates and citizens.


    "Who else? Any person in the city who wants to leave can go with them, I will not stop them! I swear by the law!"


    Although the King had always been strict with the law and had almost never broken his promises.


    There was silence on the scene, as if everyone were loyally resolute.


    Only some gazes quietly glanced towards the five princes on the ground, gradually recuperating.


    The brothers said little more, solemnly took leave of their father in the great hall, supporting each other as they departed with long strides.


    As night fell, several fully-loaded ships quietly set sail, passing through the wind-sheltered port and away from Crete Island.


    Among them were the families and followers of the eldest prince, as well as people from his city-states who wished to follow him.


    According to insiders, they were headed for Paros Island, a territory conquered by King Minos overseas.


    Following the news of his eldest son''s escape reaching the palace, King Minos showed no intention of pursuing or punishing anyone for a whole day.


    He even ordered the lifting of the martial law on several wind-sheltered ports, with an attitude of laissez-faire.


    Seeing the example set by his older brother, the second prince Catreus was even more decisive. He didn''t wait for nightfall and led a large contingent of people out of the harbor, heading for Rhodes Island, another overseas territory of the Minosians.


    Upon receiving the news, King Minos, as promised, remained indifferent.


    With the success of the two older brothers, the remaining three princes quickly followed in their footsteps, severing ties with their stubborn father, saying farewell to the land where generations of Minosians had lived.


    Similarly, some unsettled generals and ministers quietly began to move their families and friends.


    When the news spread to the populace, virtually everyone could sense the impending collapse.


    Driven by fear and the will to survive, masses of people began to flee with their families.


    Seeing this, King Minos not only did not pursue the matter, but he also extended the open port period by another two days.


    In a short time, the population of Crete Island drastically decreased as numerous ships departed like fish fleeing Sea Beasts, migrating toward the mainland and new lands for survival.


    At this moment, in the royal hall.


    Looking at the bustling fleets on the sea and the thinning smoke on the island, the aged king on the throne could not help but display a touch of melancholy.


    This was the kingdom he had built bit by bit, but now, it was also being destroyed by him, bit by bit.


    Indeed, this great spectacle of father-son strife had all been a contrivance between him and his secretary.


    Among his sons, only the eldest had been informed of part of the plan and had cooperated. The rest had simply acted on their genuine impulses.


    Therefore, the eldest son Androgeos was given the first choice of the Minosians'' overseas territories, and ultimately he chose to become the king of Paros Island.


    As for the other sons, how they chose and where they would go was left to their wisdom and luck.


    Children eventually grow up, and even King Minos himself could not protect his offspring forever.


    And at the brink of collapse, leaving them an escape route was the greatest act of kindness this old father could offer to his descendants.


    Also, if he was so lenient towards the members of the royal family who were supposed to defend their land, he naturally wouldn''t blame those who fled Crete Island.


    ����No one had an obligation to die with him.


    "Father, why are you up again? Please lie down and rest!"


    At that moment, Princess Ariadne, who had rushed to the palace, saw her frail old father, standing barefoot at the gateway alone. She quickly ran up to support him back to the bed in the rear hall and gently covered him with a blanket.


    However, even as the second daughter pressed him back to the bed, the old man was still restless.


    "How did things go?"


    Princess Ariadne immediately replied softly, "Do not worry, father, everyone has been notified, not a single household has been missed."


    "Did you send the fleet?"


    "Yes, as instructed, they are watching from a distance. But with the Sea of Okeanos behind them and Crete Island''s coastal defenses in front, they are unlikely to encounter Sea Beasts."

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    "It''s always good to be prepared," King Minos paused before continuing to press, "Up until now, what percentage of the population has left?"


    The Second Princess hesitated upon hearing this question.


    Yet, under her father''s piercing gaze, she couldn''t hide the truth and confessed the situation honestly.


    "Close to eighty percent..."


    "To think that there are still twenty percent who chose to stay, not bad..." King Minos smiled to himself, muttering under his breath.


    Hearing her father''s words and mistaking them for sarcasm, the Second Princess immediately spoke up to comfort him.


    "That''s only for the other city-states. In Knossos City, more than thirty percent have chosen to stay, willing to stand with you until the very last breath in battle for this land! My sisters and I feel the same!"


    King Minos shook his head at his daughter''s promise, smiling without a word, just gazing at the sunset inch by inch dipping below the horizon and murmured.


    "It''s been five days now, all who would have left have gone..."


    The Second Princess felt the sadness in her father''s words, her lips quivered as if she wanted to persuade him further, but before she could speak, an aged hand landed heavily on her shoulder.


    "Then, take your two sisters and those who remain, and leave by boat at midnight tomorrow. There are three hundred Divine Blood Guards on the boat that I have left for you. From now on, they will all be at your command."


    ...!


    Upon hearing King Minos''s instructions, the Second Princess''s expression changed, first in bewildered shock, then she quickly kneeled and swore an oath.


    "Father, I will not leave. I will never abandon you!"


    "I know, you have already proven your loyalty to Crete Island..."


    The old man nodded, a relieved smile on his face as his withered right hand gently caressed his daughter''s smooth hair.


    "That''s why I entrust the purest seeds of the Minosians into your hands."


    Suddenly, the Second Princess''s mind thundered as the events of recent times connected, and the answer spilled from her lips.


    "You had this planned all along?"


    King Minos nodded slightly, his aged eyes glancing toward the shadows in the corner.


    "Why don''t you tell her?"


    At this moment, under the shocked gaze of the Second Princess, a scribe who had been hiding in the shadows emerged, supporting King Minos as he lay down while leisurely beginning to speak.


    Stepping out from behind the scenes, Luo En briefly paused before revealing the plan he and King Minos had agreed upon on that night to the princess, who had been kept in the dark.


    In fact, this was both an amnesty and a test.


    Allowing five princes, a group of subjects, and tens of thousands of citizens to flee was indeed because King Minos did not want his Minosians to sacrifice themselves in vain for a war that they could not win.


    On the other hand, they were also using this as an opportunity to filter out those who were truly steadfast in mind, worthy of carrying on the pure seeds of Minosian civilization.


    After several rounds of elimination, those who ultimately chose to stay were undoubtedly the most suitable candidates, and they were the gift that King Minos intended to leave for his High Priestess daughter and the Great Mother Goddess Athena.


    In truth, to put it more cruelly,


    The first groups, led by the eldest prince, seemed to have taken advantage of the situation, but they were testing the attitude of the gods with their lives and pioneering a safe passage to the mainland.


    If anything went wrong, they would be the first to be sacrificed.


    And the one who could make such an unscrupulous suggestion was, of course, a devious scribe deficient in virtue.


    But the first group to depart was lucky enough; they did not attract the attention of the gods or the Sea Beasts.


    Or perhaps, the actions of such insignificant creatures as humans mattered not at all to them.


    Of course, these layers of strategy were not fit to be disclosed to the Second Princess before him.


    Now, she simply needed to understand that among the Minosians who had been tested and remained steadfast, her group was the true seed that King Minos placed his hopes in.


    Yet even knowing the truth, the Second Princess still harbored doubts.


    "But, Father..."


    "Do as you''re told, this is the Goddess''s command!"


    The old man interrupted his daughter''s hesitation, his face stern.


    Finally, after King Minos invoked the name of Athena, the High Priestess Second Princess fell silent for a moment, then changed her question.


    "What if they refuse to come with me?"


    "Then get them drunk, knock them out, and throw them on the ship one by one!"


    Luo En was already prepared for this, stepping forward to advise the High Priestess.


    The Second Princess shook her head, countering again.


    "But what if even then, there are those who refuse to go?"


    "Then..."


    Luo En was about to speak when an emaciated, old arm pressed down on his shoulder.


    King Minos sat up from the bed, tension creasing his face, and spoke solemnly.


    "Then let me protect them, until the very last moment!"


    ...


    Hearing the unmistakable determination in those words, the Second Princess offered no rebuttal, nodded in silence, and finally accepted the arrangement from her father.


    On the sixth day, at dawn.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Thousands of purple-white thunderbolts exploded from cloud after cloud, shuttling through or striking vertically amongst the endless night sky, like wrathful dragons descended to the world.


    The faint light of the lightning revealed that the torrential rain continued to pour down.


    The sea level had risen nearly a hundred meters, the turbulent floodwaters had completely submerged the outer coastal defenses and half the island, and even the city walls of Knossos, which had been raised and reinforced in recent days, were almost overwhelmed.


    One hurricane after another swept across the undulating waves, crisscrossing and raging, connecting heaven and earth, complemented by the dense thunder, illuminating each other.


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 Chapter 185 135: Lacking Virtue in the Five Elements, Destined to Be Beaten (6.4k)_3

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    In less than half a month, the Minosians had witnessed the outside world succumb completely.


    "Dang!"


    Accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, the vigorous tapping sounds emanated from the Great Temple,


    The dazzling halo, against the backdrop of the stars, shone brilliantly, casting a sky full of star charts and celestial outlines, faintly numbering to eighty-eight.


    The intermittently visible golden light patterns, carrying a peculiar rhythm, rippled outward, eventually spreading to the exterior of Knossos City, cascading down. They appeared like a beautiful, tasseled canopy covering the fortress city.


    The large clusters of rain clouds and storms that had drifted in from the Sea of Okeanos were expelled from the radius protected by the golden starlight and could only hover and surge dozens of miles away.


    Even the overflowing floods on the ground had no choice but to recede and bypass, unable to erode even a bit of it.


    A quarter of an hour later, Athena, clad in armor, stepped out from the Great Temple and entered the palace, solemnly warning,


    "There isn''t enough time, it likely won''t last till evening, have them set off immediately, far away from Crete Island!"


    Luo En nodded at once, then under the guise of "bringing warmth," had the Divine Blood Guard and priests distribute warm grape wine door-to-door to those Minosians who still insisted on staying in Knossos City.


    Since most Minosians had already fled, the remaining people had instinctively gathered towards Knossos City for safe shelter.


    Thus, apart from this royal city, the city-states and villages outside were already deserted.


    As such, it provided a convenient condition for a focused evacuation.


    Soon, after a few drinks were downed, the drinkers turned red-faced, their bodies flushed with heat.


    Shortly after, they succumbed to the strength of the wine and fell into a deep slumber.


    Luo En immediately summoned the Divine Blood Guard and the remaining city defense troops to swiftly transport the unconscious Minosians onto the pre-arranged Minos Warships.


    By the time evening approached, all the sober hands had only just barely managed to transport the inebriated Minosians after working overtime.


    And as everything was ready, the aged man, holding a bronze spear, stood before the palace hall, looking over the thousands of Divine Blood Guard and city defense troops assembled before him, his eyes brimming with emotion, loudly proclaiming,


    "It''s been hard work sticking it out till now.


    I am supremely joyous and comforted by this, at least I am not alone on this path.


    Actually, as early as yesterday, I personally told you.


    No matter how much we struggle, Crete Island will be destroyed.


    This is the unopposable will of the gods and the immutable destiny."


    The soldiers listened quietly, their expressions unchanged.


    King Minos surveyed the silent square and spoke solemnly,


    "So, I will reiterate once again, how you meet your end is not something I will force upon you.


    You may choose to lay down your weapons and flee.


    You may choose to take the last ferry and guard the spark of the Minosians.


    You may choose to die in drunken revelry, celebrating to the end.


    Does anyone want to back out now?"


    At that moment, the distant sea was already teeming with groups of Sea Beasts and sea deities who rode storms and furious waves, and the dense rain, penetrating through the gradually tearing golden barrier, pelted the soldiers'' flesh and armor, making a clear, tinkling noise.


    Yet the entire square remained eerily silent, no one moved an inch, nor did anyone make the slightest sound.


    Their relatives had already boarded ships, their children were right behind them.


    With nothing left to stop them from drawing their sharpness, they were like a sword without a sheath, ready to hack unreservedly at the targets before them.


    King Minos nodded slightly, his gaze deep and calm.


    "It seems, all of you are indicating your desire to fight.


    Knowing this outcome, you still decide to struggle against it.


    Such foolish acts, such astonishing bravery, perhaps even Muse cannot compose a song of praise for it!


    Then, the finest soldiers of the Minosians, listen well now.


    Climb the city walls immediately, take up your weapons, and fight for me to the last moment!"


    The old man in the rain drew a deep breath, lifting the spear in his gaunt right hand high, his withered chest letting out a lion-like roar,


    "��We now refuse the decisions of the gods and the so-called destiny!"


    Boom!


    The entire island trembled violently, and from afar, mudslides mixed with broken rocks, trees, and animal carcasses pushed forward, raising waves hundreds of meters high.


    The city-states on Crete Island were like blocks under the covering fingers of a giant.


    It was as if the gods were furious, destiny howling.


    But the soldiers on the square proudly puffed out their chests, unflinching, their spears striking the ground, their voices erupting with a cry as thunderous as landslides and tsunamis,


    "Fight! Fight! Fight!"


    Immediately, the few remaining thousand perfectly coordinated as they climbed onto the city walls, with the volunteering priests activating the Magic Array, igniting the last light on Crete Island, to meet the oncoming strike from the sea.


    At the same time, in the haven


    With departure imminent, High Priestess Ariadne finally managed to ask, her eyes full of bewilderment,


    "Lady Goddess, where should we go?"


    Athena had long planned her response, which she now articulated effortlessly,


    "Athens, their king will shelter you, I once granted them the serpent aspect of Divinity and helped them found their city-state."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En became contemplative.


    According to legend, the first king of Athens, Cecrops, had the body of a man and the tail of a snake.


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 Chapter 186 135: Lacking Virtue According to the Five Elements, Fated to Be Beaten (6.4k)_4

    During Cecrops'' reign, both Athena and Poseidon wanted to become the guardian deity of Athens. They agreed to each offer the Athenians a gift for Cecrops to choose the one he preferred.


    Poseidon struck the rock of the Acropolis with his Trident, and a spring appeared; but the water was salty and considered of little use, whereas Athena struck the rock with the Spear of Victory and an olive tree grew from it.


    Cecrops determined that the olive tree was the better gift because it brought wood, oil, and food. Thus, he accepted Athena as the local guardian deity, and so the city was named Athens.


    Moreover, during the reign of Erechtheus, the fourth King of Athens, it was said that he was the child of Hephaestus and the Earth, and was carefully nurtured and taught by Athena.


    After him, Kings Pandion, Aegeus, and Theseus, the fifth, sixth, and seventh respectively, all received Athena''s help and enlightenment to varying degrees.


    Among them, Theseus was the one who sacrificed the Cretan Bull to Athena and brought the high priestess Ariadne to Athens.


    It was said that the prosperity of the Mycenaen and Athenian civilizations resulted from the Minosians who escaped the cataclysm and brought with them the seeds of civilization.


    Therefore, according to the above clues, Athena had long foreseen the decline of Crete Island and had made preparations in advance.


    But what choices to make, she still could not decide.


    At this moment, the Goddess of Wisdom paused, then bit the tip of her finger and flicked a strand of golden-red Blood Bead that merged into the forehead of the high priestess as she solemnly instructed.


    "From now on, forget your original identity. You are the descendants of the city-builder Pandion!"


    Luo En silently nodded. As far as he knew, there seemed to be more than one Pandion in Greek mythology, and whether their collateral bloodlines were authentic was not easy to verify.


    Thus, if the King of Athens endorsed it, it was the easiest identity to adopt.


    Next, Athena looked toward the Gorgon sisters standing behind Princess Ariadne, finally setting her gaze on the bronze-serpent embossed badge on Medusa''s chest. She lifted her hand, gently traced her fingertip over the badge, and the simple serpent pattern transformed into the image of the Gorgon Medusa.


    "This is your family emblem; she is your ancestor, her name��Pallas!"


    Seeing the scene unfold before him, Luo En''s mind suddenly overloaded.


    ��The widely circulated Gorgon Medusa emblem of Athens.


    ��The legendary companion of Athena, the maiden Pallas, who possessed sea Divinity.


    ��The two princesses who were supposed to be abducted went to Athens to cultivate the land willingly.


    While everything appeared unchanged on the surface, the core of it all had completely transformed.


    After briefly reflecting for a few seconds, Luo En also helped Hestia onto the ship.


    As the Goddess of the Hearth boarded the deck, she looked back several times, hesitating to speak.


    "You can''t stay; it won''t change any outcome and will further provoke His Majesty''s wariness. Just keep them safe!"


    Luo En offered a rational analysis, advising gravely.


    Although Hestia was reluctant, she was persuadable.


    Eventually, she obediently nodded, settled back into the cabin, and waited for the warship to set sail.


    The two stood side by side, watching as several fully-loaded warships closed their hatches and left Crete Island, the center of attention.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    The thunder roared in the sky, and the turbulent flow on the ground surged like thousands of horses galloping.


    At this moment, the rain was torrential, the wind was wild!


    Twelve hurricanes, carrying waves and mud, swept in, almost tearing the heaven and earth apart.


    Dark clouds obscured the sun, swallowing the last bit of starlight, looming oppressively,


    Innumerable thunder serpents twisted and exploded across the sky, causing the earth to churn and quake.


    Yet a wall flickering with weak light and slender human figures repelled the terrifying hurricanes, waves, and wild beasts back to the deep sea time and time again.


    "Defying the will of the gods, stubborn and unenlightened!"


    A subdued and chilling growl came from the sea, as a massive blue Trident tore through the surface, creating a gigantic vortex. Out of it, a fleet of strangely-shaped dark warships emerged, forming a massive formation of thousands.


    Nearby, tens of thousands of Atlantean Soldiers, some riding dolphins, others on gigantic beasts, flanked both sides of the fleet, forming an imposing military stance.


    In the end, the old man of the sea Nereus, Queen of the Sea Amphitrite, hundreds of Ocean Nymphs, and numerous sea gods stood on the deck of that dark fleet, their eyes brimming with awe for the Sea King at the center of the flagship.


    Clearly, in order to win this battle of revenge easily, Poseidon had chosen to bring out all his forces, revealing his trump cards.


    Because he aimed not only to win easily but also to intimidate those restless sea deities.


    Even lacking one, he remained the lofty ruler of the Sea of Okeanos!


    Meanwhile, Luo En and Athena, standing at a distance, exchanged glances, and the last bit of uncertainty in their hearts settled.


    Finally, they had lured out their target!

 Chapter 187 136: My Atlantis Tech World is Number One

    The black fleet from Atlantis sliced through the waves on the surface of the sea, unstoppable in its advance.


    With golden hair and clad in bronze fish-scale armor, the mer-prince Triton, who had gills behind his ears, stepped onto the deck of the foremost warship. He pulled out a gold conch shell, put it to his lips, took a deep breath, and blew with all his might.


    "Woo��!"


    A long, mournful blast of the horn sounded, desolate yet rich, like a magnificent harmonious orchestra.


    He was the son of Sea King Poseidon and Queen of the Sea Amphitrite, the Messenger of the Sea, and the origin of the term "Sea Guard," responsible for commanding the entire military of Atlantis.


    Just like his father Poseidon, Triton also carried a Trident, but his unique accessory was a conch shell, used to summon or calm the waves and currents.


    Sure enough, as the melody rose, the clouds parted, and brilliant sunlight poured over the sea.


    The hulls of the black fleet as well as the armor of the Atlanteans reflected a chilling, harsh light.


    Metal warships?


    Luo En, who witnessed this scene from afar, couldn''t help but shrink his pupils, and his gaze slightly froze.


    Their level of civilization had actually evolved to this extent! Even if there were technologies and spellcraft from the Golden Age, the disparity in the level of civilization was too outrageous, wasn''t it?


    Moreover, it was said that every human of the Golden Age, after reaching adulthood, had power close to that of a demigod; they were the rightful descendants of divinity.


    Luo En casually glanced over and saw that the entire fleet was enveloped in a luminous pattern of divinity, almost shining like a dense cluster of stars.


    No, that''s not right!


    ��It was real light!


    "Get down!"


    Catching sight of brilliant beams of light, streaking straight towards Crete Island, Luo En''s face changed drastically, and he immediately turned and bellowed.


    Out of trust built over several months, King Minos and the thousands of soldiers atop the walls of Knossos unanimously lowered their statures and urgently sprawled against the wall.


    In an instant, dazzling bands of light arrived in a flash, colliding fiercely with the divine barrier enveloping the outskirts of Crete Island, bursting into blinding, splendorous auroras.


    "Boom!"


    With a thunderous tremor that shook heavens and earth, the entire Crete Island rocked violently, and the golden barrier in the sky was torn apart by a massive breach.


    Then, the beams of light, undiminished in their momentum, swept over the Cretan mountain range like sharp swords, shearing off hundreds of meters from the towering peaks!


    In that moment, the ground shook, and the mountains rumbled; countless rocks melted to form dark red magma that flowed unrestrained up and down the mountains, sending up billows of thick smoke.


    Luo En turned back, his gaze sweeping over the thoroughly altered Cretan mountain range, then turned to look deeply at the shimmering "stars" above the sea.


    The source of such astonishing destructive power was a number of special devices erected on the decks.


    ��They were hexahedral (with a hexagonal cross-section) massive, column-shaped structures made of a glass-like substance, with the center of the construction embedded with magnets carved with dense, complex runes, seemingly capable of absorbing sunlight and the ether in the air, transforming them into high-purity energy beams.


    Legend had it that the Atlanteans not only had the civilization to develop light into a power source but also possessed technology that could regenerate the human body and maintain everlasting youth.


    The several special towers located in the center of the Atlantis Continent could concentrate and amplify light energy, transmitting it in an intense glare too bright to behold, spreading it across the world.


    Therefore, the lost civilization of Atlantis was also known as the "Age of Light."


    However, upon seeing those tower-like structures composed of giant reflective mirrors, Luo En''s first thought was of something called a "Prism Tower."


    It, too, was comprised of giant prisms, operating on the principle of firing laser-like beams of light to strike down enemies, and bore a striking resemblance to the divine technology before his eyes.


    Moreover, with such high-tech content, the accuracy and range of these devices like the Prism Tower were naturally impeccable.


    That''s why the strike that hit the uninhabited mountains of Crete wasn''t a miss; it was intentional by the Atlanteans.


    ��The Atlanteans were establishing their authority, not just to conquer Crete Island but also to intimidate those restless marine deities.


    Indeed, the sad events had shaken Poseidon''s position as the Sea King to its core.


    And that''s why, like a gambler red in the eyes, he put forth all his belongings in an attempt to reclaim his former glory.


    Yet this move played right into the hands of certain individuals.


    No wonder Zeus harbored such dread for these Gold humans who, according to legend, survived the cataclysmic flood...


    With such an ace up his sleeve, Poseidon had not only the power to deter the sea deities but also some clout to challenge Olympus.


    Luo En''s face was all compliments, but his eyes gleamed with the anticipation of schadenfreude.


    "Is this all the Atlanteans have got?"


    At that moment, King Minos didn''t even glance at the burning mountains of Crete behind him; he switched the bronze spear in his hand for a Gold scepter and slammed it mightily into the ground while laughing loudly.


    Suddenly, with the entire island of Crete quaking, the unsealed bronze giant, Talos, stood erect upon the earth, and its chest-mounted Essence Fluid Cannon fired a beam of light dozens of meters in diameter, sweeping across the vast seas.


    "Bang, bang, bang!"


    Instaneously, three unsuspecting black metal warships exploded with terrifying force, turning into a beautiful fireworks display as their wreckage slowly sank to the ocean floor.


    Watching the imposing bronze giant standing on the land, Luo En couldn''t help but purse his lips, his gaze shifting to the Gold scepter.


    Initially, King Minos had gifted the object to him.


    But considering the old man''s current state of health, he had returned it, so it could be used when necessary to make the play seem more realistic.


    However, activating the bronze giant, Talos, inevitably required the stimulation of Divine Power.


    This also meant that the flame of his dwindling Life was beginning to burn, leaving no room for turning back.


    A magnificent curtain call was already sounding its prelude.


    At this time, the thousands of Minos Soldiers left behind, upon witnessing the Atlantis Fleet suffer a setback, couldn''t help but beat their shields and let out brazen laughter.


    The Sea King Poseidon, who intended to make a show of strength, turned a shade of purplish-blue with rage.


    He decided that once he took control of Crete Island and subjugated the Minosians, he would certainly let this stubborn old man taste the punishment of the deep sea!


    At that moment, under his displeased father''s gaze, young Prince Triton, who was the vanguard of the first battle, became so enraged his face flushed red, and he immediately placed the golden conch to his lips again.


    "Wooo��!"


    Then, a second horn call resounded, shifting its tune dramatically, resembling the roar of a ferocious beast, moving even the Divine Power-endowed Giants.


    The east wind, Euros; the west wind, Zephyrus; the south wind, Notos, and Boreas, the north wind of thick clouds and hailstones... These Deities, personified by the forces of nature, roared furiously at the command of Triton, the sea Messenger, whipping up fierce gales.


    Invisible hands pulled at the black fleet on the sea surface, rapidly propelling them towards Crete Island ahead.


    At the same time, legions of allied Nymphs, Deities, and monstrous creatures joined the fray under the overwhelming force of the army.


    And atop the city walls, Luo En and Athena also stood up in turn, looking at each other.


    It''s our turn!


    The wordless eye contact revealed no need for further explanation; they understood each other''s intentions.


    Both nodded in acknowledgment and leaped down from the tall wall. The Divine Power surging within them transformed into wings, like two interwoven rainbows charging towards the oncoming sea deities.


    And as soon as she got close, Athena, with a clear target in mind, made straight for the Atlantean flagship to face off against Sea King Poseidon, mockingly quipping,


    "Uncle, you came to my territory before healing up. Are you perhaps looking to offer the other one as well as a bridal price?"


    It must be said that as the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena knew how to mess with people''s heads and deal heavy emotional damage in the art of insult.


    "You...!"


    Suddenly, the lone-testicled warrior on the deck turned from pale to green with rage, his hands trembling slightly as he looked at his beaming great-niece, too angry to speak.


    Immediately thereafter, an enraged Poseidon didn''t say another word and, lifting his Trident, charged at Athena.


    The interweaving collision of light and shadow created a series of sonic booms and Divine Power shocks, as the fight moved from the stalemated open sea to the inner sea far from the front line.


    Similarly, Luo En quickly picked his opponent, brandishing his bronze sword as he charged at Nereus on the deck, cursing under his breath.

 Chapter 188 137 Poseidon: I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense!

    "You said you wanted to mend relations and open the shipping lanes, didn''t you? How could we have trusted you so blindly!"


    At these words, the old man of the sea''s cheeks flushed red, and he twisted his hands around soft sea foam, frantically defending himself.


    It has to be said that Nereus, as a perennial good guy, did care about his reputation. Ashamed, he barely fought back, choosing to defend instead. It was quite something to see an ancient deity getting beaten down by a newly risen lesser deity, and even more so as he refused the assistance of other deities.


    So, all the remaining pressure descended upon Knossos City.


    Considering themselves a superior race of gold humans, the Atlanteans were in no hurry to join the fray themselves. Instead, they sent their subjects and vassals, or the giants and heroes who belonged to the maritime deities, to launch the first round of assault.


    The leader of the cannibalistic giant tribe from The Iliad, Poseidon''s son Laestrygonians, swung his massive club, leading his burly and misshapen humanoid monsters in a roaring charge.


    The sons of Poseidon and the mortal Iphimedia, born in Thessaly, northern Greece, two giants named Artes and Otus, hefted boulders to smash against the city walls.


    The king of Libya, Poseidon''s son with Gaea, Antaeus, grinned excitedly; he loved forcing travelers he met to wrestle with him and used the skulls of the losers for the roof of his father Poseidon''s temple. Now, his sights were set on one of the fierce-fighting Divine Blood Guards.


    The barbarian king of Eleusis in southern Attica, Euryleon, the grandson of Poseidon and Amphitryon, raised his great axe and pounded the ground to the fevered rhythm of the shield dance, joining the ranks of battle.


    His kin and descendants, some mounted on bulls playing short war tunes on double pipes; others bearing weapons made of Orichalcum, stomping in frenzied steps, shouting in excitement for the impending slaughter; some riding lions from Mygdonia, holding the reins in their hands; others simply grabbing the lions'' matted manes and merging into a scuffle with opponents from Crete Island...


    Seen from a distance, without the true Atlantean forces even having entered the fray, their vassal armies and Poseidon''s bizarrely assorted offspring formed a dense mass, swarming like ants having found their prey, covering the sea.


    One had to concede that Poseidon''s children were simply too numerous, and their family connections even more preposterous. From regions to specific city-states, aside from dubiously claiming one god as their father and one mortal as the other, Zeus appeared relatively normal in comparison. In various texts, the nymph lovers directly or indirectly associated with Poseidon were...


    A rough estimate puts Poseidon''s total count of wives and lovers between 40-60, with 100-120 children.


    And that''s just the ones mentioned explicitly by name and lineage in the myths.


    As for the wild lovers and offspring, they''re beyond measure.


    Yet, in spite of all this, King Minos and his soldiers stood unflinching.


    The old king threw back his head and downed a gulp of the year''s finest wine, clashing with the grim-faced giants amidst the intoxication of battle;


    The Minotaur, a horned creature with an iron helmet, no longer suppressed its demonic nature, wielding a giant axe and rampaging through the chaos;


    The elite Divine Blood Guard stood shoulder to shoulder with ordinary soldiers who fought with sheer courage, constantly driving back the barbarians and Sea Beasts that made it to the battlements.


    Flocks of owls flew out from the temple, swooping down and attacking the surrounding seals and the enemy''s dolphin mounts with their sharp talons...


    Between heaven and water, war clouds billowed, the cries of battle rang in the sky, and the clash between the two civilizations grew more intense...


    The frail defenses of Knossos seemed like a thin sheet of paper that could be punctured with the poke of a finger. Yet, time and again, as it teetered on collapse, it miraculously held firm, once more driving down the monsters who had the upper hand back into the sea.


    With his companions falling one by one, a increasingly lone King Minos struck his golden scepter against the ground again, the sound a tragic symphony of indomitable will in the face of certain death.


    "Hum!"


    At this moment, on the periphery of the battlefield,


    Luo En, who was engaged in fierce battle with Nereus, heard that agreed-upon signal, turned his head back to gaze at the city walls, now barely showing signs of life, and with a glint in his eye, met the old man of the sea''s advance without leaving a trace.


    "Boom~!"


    Accompanied by a muffled roar, the figure "struck" by the blow skewed off into the sea.


    Suddenly, Nereus paused, looking at his own arm with a trace of astonishment.


    He seemed to have held back his strength.


    At that moment, as Luo En plunged into the water, he swam decisively toward the deserted island known as Santorini.


    The deep blue divine power of the ocean protected him, allowing him to move like a fish in water, rapidly approaching the base of the island.


    Pushing aside the floating seaweed, dense divine runes deeply etched into the rock connected into a vast Magic Circle Diagram.


    Then, let me personally play this dirge!


    Luo En''s gaze was piercing as he placed his hand at the center of the circle''s base, and the azure divinity of the ocean surged from within him, fully activating the gigantic Magic Circle Diagram.


    In an instant, a beam of azure light shot up into the sky, driving the resonance of the entire spell, with Santorini at its core shaking violently.


    "Boom!"


    In a flash, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the long-dormant Santorini Volcano on the island erupted violently, with dark red magma gushing from the fissures, quickly filling the entire island.


    Thick volcanic ash was scattered high into the air by the biting sea breeze in all directions, marking an extremely violent volcanic eruption in human history, with the ejected ash shrouding a wide expanse of the sky, blocking the light from the sun.


    Not only were the species on the island almost instantly buried under a thick layer of volcanic ash, but the repercussions spread to the coastlines, with Crete Island, not far away, bearing the brunt.


    The Atlantean Vassal Forces, having just landed on the shore, stumbled and struggled to keep their footing.


    At the same time, a dull rumble echoed from the sea bed.


    A tremendous tsunami triggered by the volcanic eruption was rapidly advancing, its waves reaching a hundred meters in height.


    Mixed with the pure divine power of the ocean, the turbulent and furious waves surged southward, landing on Crete Island in an instant, destroying cities and villages along its path, and unstoppably heading toward Knossos City.


    "Woosh!"


    Under this overwhelming force born from divinity and natural disaster, the barbarian vanguard was swallowed by the giant wave.


    Even the walls of Knossos City, deemed impenetrable by the Atlanteans, collapsed in an instant.


    The entire Crete Island was reduced to an ocean.


    Prince Triton, serving as the vanguard, now had a face full of disbelief and gloom.


    ����He distinctly remembered his father saying that he wanted to capture Crete Island intact...


    However, before he could express his doubts, the Atlanteans, seeing the formidable barriers before them shattered by the power from the sea, let out cries of excitement, loudly praising the name of their God of the Sea.


    "Poseidon!"


    "Poseidon!"


    "Poseidon!"


    Their Chief God, holding sway over storms, raging waves, and earthquakes, was incredibly powerful, supremely exalted, leading the Atlanteans once more to a victorious glory!

 Chapter 189 138: Salute to the Dead!

    ```


    Accompanied by the thunderous cheers of the Atlanteans, the assault of the storm and raging waves intensified.


    At this moment, on the island of Crete, now a vast ocean, a bronze giant hand emerged from underwater, exerting the last of its strength to lift King Minos to the front of the Great Temple at the mountain''s peak.


    Only there, shielded by the light of wisdom, had it become the final sanctuary in this catastrophe.


    Immediately after, the bronze giant Talos, as if having fulfilled his mission, ceased resistance and was dragged to the ocean''s depths by the swarming sea beasts.


    In the biting storm and surging waves, the gaunt old man, leaning on his gold scepter, climbed step by step to the Great Temple atop the peak, to complete his final pilgrimage to the Great Mother Goddess and ultimately stood firm before the door, like a towering pine, guarding the sacred flame that symbolized the continuation of Minosian civilization.


    Underwater, the Divine Blood Guards, who could have surfaced, simply cast a distant glance at their king and unhesitatingly charged toward the swarming sea beasts and monstrous creatures.


    They were fulfilling their promise, for this land, for their monarch, to fight until their last breath, to shed their last drop of blood, to communicate the echo of civilization with their lives.


    ����In a word: We tried our best, we did not succeed, but this does not mean that the seeds we''ve sown will follow the same path as ours.


    ����We hope you will step over where we fell and go further.


    ����May our civilization be boundless and eternal!


    Meanwhile, the initiator of it all beneath Santorini Island, who had plotted everything, watched this shocking scene, slowly raised his right hand, and placed it over his chest with a slight nod.


    ����So, a salute to all who went to their deaths!


    Without hesitation, Luo En raised his other hand and poured the oceanic divinity within him into the large Magic Circle Diagram at the base of the Santorini Volcano, fully activating it.


    Completing such a precise and massive spell was not his merit alone; it was mainly thanks to the help of Athena, who bears the name of the Goddess of Magic.


    So, let us jointly escort you on your final journey!


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, Santorini Volcano began another violent eruption, a powerful quake propelling hundred-meter-high waves southward in layers, brutally crashing against the faint glow surrounding the Great Temple at the peak.


    "Crack!"


    The fragile protection was torn apart in a flash, the roaring waters engulfed the aged figure, flooded into the majestic temple, and extinguished the holy flame burning on the altar.


    At this very moment, the last group of Minosians sent away awoke inside the warship''s cabin, sensing something, and walked out onto the deck.


    Witnessing the last thread of light of wisdom above Crete fading away, they bowed their heads and wept in sorrow.


    ```


    ```


    But many people silently picked up their weapons and took up their posts as soldiers or sailors, escorting the Minos warships beneath their feet.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, within the Occhanos Inland Sea, the battle raged fiercely.


    As the Goddess who presides over war and victory, Athena, at full firepower, showed what unstoppable truly means.


    Facing Poseidon, who had lost half of his paternal authority, she dominated the confrontation, and within a quarter of an hour, she had pushed her uncle to the brink of peril, forcing him to urgently summon a large host of sea deities for assistance.


    Yet even so, in the face of the overwhelming onslaught of foes and her absolute disadvantage in numbers, Athena showed no fear.


    The Spear of Victory, wielded as fast as a shooting star, swept, pierced, and smashed relentlessly, growing stronger with each strike. The sea gods that rallied to help fell injured or maimed upon contact. Limbs and flesh flew in all directions, and the spray of divine gold blood soaked a large swath of the sea, drawing frenzied Sea Beasts, which converged greedily, devouring the scattered divinity.


    The Aegis Shield, impregnable in defense, withstood countless spells, divine words, and curses that disintegrated upon impact with the shield. Every sharp weapon lost its former glory in front of it, and the rebounding blades even inadvertently caused harm to friendly forces and their owners.


    At that moment, Poseidon, staggering back a few steps, clutched his trembling Trident as he gazed at the impenetrable golden defenses with a gaze full of intense envy and resentment.


    The Aegis Shield, the supreme defensive mystery of Olympus.


    Legend has it that it was made from the fleece of Amalthea, the she-goat, also known as the Goat Skin Shield. Even though it was crafted from goat hide, it possessed the ability to repel all evil and calamity, and not even Zeus''s thunderbolts could harm it.


    The irony is that Amalthea was actually the wet nurse who fed Zeus with her milk.


    Back in the day, to protect the newborn Zeus from being killed by Titan King Cronus, his mother Rhea hid him in a cave and assigned Amalthea to look after the infant Zeus, intermingling their divinity in the nurturing process.


    Later, Zeus made his "repayment"��he had the Cyclopes strip Amalthea of her fleece and horn, turning them into the indestructible Goat Skin Shield and the Horn of Plenty, which brings an abundance of resources.


    If memory serves, Amalthea''s death was due to her skin and fleece''s ability to negate the force of thunderbolts.


    ��It was one of Zeus''s rare weaknesses, and naturally, he wanted to keep such an unstable element within his own grasp.


    ��Even if it meant acting against his own wet nurse.


    The reason such an important artifact ended up in Athena''s hands is that Zeus, to please the primordial Goddess of Wisdom, Metis, split the original Aegis in two. He gave one half to his first queen, showing absolute trust.


    After all, in this treacherous world of the divine, what form of trust can be stronger than entrusting one''s own vulnerability to the one who shares your bed?


    As expected, the primordial Goddess of Wisdom also fell, entirely letting down her guard against Zeus, winning over the Goddess of Victory Nike with her wisdom, and wholeheartedly helping her husband win the Titanomachy, establishing the glory of Olympus.


    But this lovely love story ultimately led to an even more ironic ending.


    ```


    ```


    ����Just like Amalthea, the nanny goat whose skin was flayed and horn was taken by Zeus, Metis, the unparalleled in wisdom, also became but a stepping stone for her own husband.


    However, that primordial Goddess of Wisdom had a trick up her sleeve. For instance,


    ����She engraved curses into the Aegis Shield, ensuring that the rights of possession to both the shield and Nike, the Goddess of Victory, would remain with her own bloodline.


    Thus, as soon as Athena was born from the head of Zeus, she was already in full armor, ready for battle.


    And in order to curb her own assertive maritime authority, His Majesty the King of Gods tossed his robust-born daughter onto Crete Island, firmly halting the Atlantean expansion.


    ����Despicable and detestable!


    Watching the ever-bolder Goddess of Wisdom in the fray, Poseidon cursed in his heart with indignation.


    Initially, he hadn''t intended to come to blows with his great-niece, choosing instead to divulge all about that primordial Goddess of Wisdom and to propose marriage to Athena, aiming to mimic the alliance between Metis and Zeus and to unite with his great-niece to overthrow the ruthless King of Gods.


    Yet, his sincere proposal was mercilessly rejected by his great-niece, and he even suffered considerable humiliation.


    Furious, he could only begin with the faith of the Minosians in an attempt to deceive King Minos''s sacrifice and drive Athena out of Crete.


    But unexpectedly, he met another unyielding old fellow, hell-bent on opposing him and refusing to let go of that detestable girl''s feet!


    Why will none of them follow my will?


    Why should Zeus have it all his way and ascend to the throne of the gods?


    Is it just because he received our mother''s favor, was delivered from Mount Othrys, and grew up first?


    Even though we were born earlier, we are the elder brother and sister; why should he monopolize everything?


    It''s unfair! Unfair!


    The more Poseidon thought about it, the more his anger grew, nearly losing his reason to unparalleled fury, with bloodshot eyes spitefully glaring at his mighty great-niece in the arena.


    I refuse to believe I can beat Zeus but can''t beat you!


    The next moment, in a rage, the Sea King swung his Trident and rejoined the battlefield, slamming his weapon down with massive force onto the Aegis Shield in Athena''s hands.


    In an instant, gold and blue divine powers collided, and the surging ether tide instantly ejected a hundred or so marine deities in the vicinity.


    Yet, even after a fierce melee, the mighty-born Goddess of Wisdom before him showed not a trace of fatigue, inch by inch lifting the Aegis Shield that fended off the Trident.


    Even as Poseidon furiously pulsed divine power and authority, he could not suppress his formidable great-niece.


    But just when the Sea King was about to be humiliated once again, Athena, as if struck by a thunderbolt, had her Aegis Shield flickering with light.


    Suddenly, the Trident swathed in furious waves overpowered the Divine Shield and heavily smashed down upon the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "Puh!"


    Athena immediately spewed a mouthful of golden blood, her body falling like a broken kite into the distant deep sea.


    A moment later, the Goddess of Wisdom surged up from the water, clutching her chest with a pale face, and promptly turned with a furious glare towards Poseidon, voicing a mournful accusation akin to the blood-crying cuckoo.


    "Despicable!"


    "?"


    At that moment, a baffled Poseidon, who couldn''t understand why he suddenly gained the upper hand, first froze and then, realizing the rapid decline of divinity within Athena, seemed to grasp something and immediately turned to gaze towards the direction of Crete.


    At that very instant, the sky shrouded by dark clouds and storm was devoid of any light.


    Hiss~!


    Poseidon gasped in shock, his complexion transforming drastically.


    Any formally established temple is bound by a certain connection to its Chief God. If it were destroyed, the Chief God, who receives faith and offerings, would equally be affected.


    The closer the relationship between the temple and the Chief God, the more severe the impact.


    If the foundation, the Great Temple, is demolished, the violent backlash could significantly weaken the venerated Chief God in a short time.


    This was precisely why Athena was suddenly overwhelmed by Poseidon just now!


    But, he had never intended to use such tactics to destroy the entire island of Crete and to form such a deep enmity with his powerful great-niece.


    Who did this? Who exactly did this?


    Enraged, Poseidon clenched his teeth with a grinding sound.


    However, before he could understand the situation, Athena across from him was already glaring with fury, brandishing the Spear of Victory and the Aegis Shield, charged recklessly towards His Majesty the Sea King.


    "Poseidon, I shall have your life for this!"


    ```

 Chapter 190 139: A World Where Only Poseidon Is Injured (Daily Goal of 12,000 Words Achieved)

    At this moment, on the frontline of battle.


    The Chief Secretary of Crete Island, who had previously been seriously injured by Nereus and had fallen into the deep sea, burst out of the water with a sense of foreboding. His eyes nearly split open with rage as he glared at the old man in the sea, bellowing with sorrow and indignation.


    "What have you all done! A bunch of executioners!"


    "It''s not me, I didn''t do it, it has nothing to do with me..."


    Nereus, utterly bewildered, hurriedly tried to defend himself, continuously attempting to make excuses for his side.


    After all, His Majesty the Sea King had promised to treat the Minosians kindly if they submitted when he was forcibly making Nereus call upon all the sea-related deities to go to war together.


    Why had it turned out this way?


    However, upon hearing the defense, Luo En''s expression became even more sorrowful and indignant. With a ferocious swing of his bronze sword, he cut off several strands of the old sea god''s beard.


    "I''ve already sensed that marine divinity, and you still want to deny it?"


    Nereus opened his mouth, intending to clarify once more.


    But then he thought of the previous agreement on Sicily and immediately fell silent, his face flushed with shame as he dodged awkwardly, cursing his son-in-law who had put him in this predicament.


    Was fooling him once not enough, and now a second time?


    His most cherished reputation had almost been treated by that bastard as toilet paper to be used and thrown away.


    He had depended solely on his old face to make a living on the Sea of Okeanos.


    In the future, how was he to show his face in public?


    All at once, Nereus deeply regretted not listening to his daughter Thetis'' advice to immediately seal off his residence, and he vehemently spat a mouthful of phlegm towards the Sea King in the inner sea.


    Poseidon, you shameless!


    At this moment, the Chief Secretary of Crete Island, in a rage, clearly had no intention of listening to Nereus'' sorrowful heart. Meeting up with Athena, who had rushed over to check the situation, they stood back to back, gritted their teeth, and roared as they charged towards the group of deities at sea.


    "You sea bastards, let''s fight them to the end!"


    But unlike Nereus, who still had some integrity and felt guilty, the sea-related deities along the way and the victorious Atlanteans were not so polite. They looked at this overconfident moth rushing to the flame and sneered, raising their weapons and chanting spells.


    At the same time, the Prism Towers aboard the Atlantis Fleet were activated, and the focused circles of light began to light up.


    They were ready to follow the will of His Majesty the Sea King and completely extinguish the flame of Crete Island.


    Athena, her face pale, bit her silver teeth, promptly raised the Aegis Shield to protect Luo En, prepared to engage in a desperate struggle with the approaching enemies and Poseidon, the culprit not far away.


    "Boom!"


    However, just as a bloody godly battle was about to unfold, the dim sky lit up like daylight as several branched bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, separating the battling parties with their unmatched divine might.


    "Enough!"


    The next moment, an angry roar echoed across the sky, with numerous thunderbolts traveling through the clouds, forming a giant face.


    "Poseidon, you actually defied the will of the Earth Mother Goddess, led the remnants of the golden age to slaughter the Minosians of Crete Island, trampled life recklessly, incited a godly war, utterly despicable!"


    "It''s not me, I didn''t do it, Zeus, you''re slandering me!"


    Poseidon, hearing these words upon the sea, his complexion changed drastically, immediately denying the accusation.


    "The facts are there before your eyes, yet you still attempt to argue!"


    The giant face in the sky grew angrier, and the figure of His Majesty the King of Gods formed from converging thunderbolts, with arms flashing with lightning, descended upon the sea with a cold proclamation.


    "So be it. In the name of the King of the gods, I pronounce judgment upon you and your accomplices!"


    Instantly, countless spear-like bolts of lightning tore through the sky, falling towards the sea, turning thousands of dark battleships and Atlanteans themselves into dust in a flash.


    "Zeus��!"


    Poseidon, witnessing his efforts and kin reduced to ash, let out a roar, his eyes nearly bursting, and flung his Trident towards the heavens.


    Meanwhile, the surviving Atlanteans, following the will of the Chief God, with vengeful rage and unbending sorrow, shot their arrows and hurled their spears at the monster that obliterated their people.


    "Stubborn fools!"


    The thunderous giant in the sky snorted disdainfully, effortlessly catching the hurtling Trident, treating the Atlanteans'' retaliation with contempt, but the lightning in his eyes became even more severe and grim.


    "Mere remnants of an old era, aspiring to set foot on land, lay hands on the sky, if so, Atlanteans, I shall condemn you to an eternal abyss in the deep sea!"


    With the stern judgment, three massive meteorites fell from the sky, trailing long tails of flame, and smashed into the depths of the Primordial Ocean.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    In an instant, three columns of fire shot up into the sky, and three giants each with fifty heads and a hundred arms arose from the ashes. They roared and hurled stones, shattering the twelve Prism Towers surrounding the temple of the Sea God, one by one.


    At that instant, the light was extinguished, darkness descended, and the continent hidden beneath the mist fractured and sank into the black depths of the sea.


    As the shockwaves spread from the Primordial Ocean to the Sea of Okeanos and the inner sea, the remaining Atlanteans seemed to be bound by some terrifying force, transforming into beings with human torsos and fish tails, and were pulled toward the black waters where the Atlantis Continent had sunk.


    The entourage of sea deities, witnessing the three towering giant figures and the formidable aura they emitted, couldn''t help but shudder.

 Chapter 191 139: A World Where Only Poseidon Is Injured (Daily Goal of 12,000 Words Achieved)_2

    The Hundred-Armed Giants, referred to in the "Divine Chronicle" as "Alodites" (commonly spoken of as "Hecatoncheires").


    According to records, the Hundred-Armed Giants are the children of the Earth Mother Goddess Gaea, three in total, named Briareus, Cottus, and Gyes. They were all immense and ferocious monsters, even larger than the Titan gods and the Cyclopes.


    So formidable that even Uranus and the twelve Titans feared them.


    In the War of the Titans, Zeus, seeking to strengthen his forces, went to Tartarus and released these three immensely powerful Hundred-Armed Giants, who were willing to serve Zeus. During the battle, the Hundred-Armed Giants could hurl a hundred rocks as large as mountains at a time, making them irresistible to the Titan gods.


    Ultimately, with the aid of the Hundred-Armed Giants, Zeus managed to establish a new order in Olympus.


    The three Hundred-Armed Giants also became the famed attendants of the Divine King, protecting Zeus''s throne and warding off all external challenges.


    But now, the King of Olympus, in his fury, had sent these three monsters into the sea, directly obliterating Atlantis.


    Them...


    The thunderous giant in the sky cast a glance at the silent sea gods, then looked toward the three Hundred-Armed Giants standing erect on the sea surface and commanded in a deep voice.


    "From today forward, you shall stand guard over the Sea of Okeanos, forbidding all transgressions!"


    "By your command, my king!"


    Instantly, the three Hundred-Armed Giants let out a thunderous roar in unison and submerged into the deep sea.


    To remain here permanently?


    Hearing this, the gods of the sea couldn''t help but repeatedly lament within their hearts.


    After all, anyone who sees these three behemoths blocking their doorstep would feel uneasy even in slumber.


    But ultimately it was their own fault. It was already a stroke of luck that His Majesty the King of Gods didn''t handle them as he had the Atlanteans, one by one. The sea deities, whose faults had been laid bare and grasped tightly, dared not question it and could only swallow the bitter pill in silence, recognizing the fact that from now on, the divine authority over the oceans had been suppressed and limited.


    However, not everyone was willing to bow their heads.


    "Zeus!!!"


    Over the sea, Poseidon, who had been battered repeatedly, with his hair disheveled, let out a furious roar at the Thunderer in the sky, his voice piercingly shrill due to its high pitch.


    At this moment, the Sea King, no matter how foolish, understood that what he considered "indulgence" and "acquiescence" was just wishful thinking on his part.


    From the beginning, his dear brother never intended to spare the trump card he had worked hard to collect.


    Zeus not only sought to teach the Minosians, who worshipped the Mother Goddess, a lesson through his hand but also to clear out the Atlantean army from his hands by using the pretext of harming life.


    "You object?"


    The Thunderer in the sky looked down at the ruler of the sea, his gaze indifferent.


    "Seven days from now, I will convene a divine council at the Great Temple of Olympus, Poseidon. If you are dissatisfied with my judgment, you are welcome to appeal!"


    Following that, the giant turned his head to gaze at his daughter on the sea surface, her expression grief-stricken and her complexion pallid. His face instantly softened, and his voice became soothing yet resolute.


    "Athena, come as well. Don''t be afraid; I will surely seek justice for you and your people!"


    "Father God..."


    Hearing that firm assurance, the Goddess of Wisdom, who had suffered a great change, was too aggrieved to speak, and could only nod vigorously at the sky with tear-filled eyes.


    At that moment, Luo En, as an observer, felt a sourness in his stomach upon witnessing this demonstration of fatherly love and filial piety.


    However, before he had time to feel sick for long, Zeus, having consoled his daughter with a few words, wrapped up in the storm brought by the Stormbringer, took the first transgressor, Poseidon, back to Olympus, leaving time for both sides to manage the aftermath.


    As the oppressive presence dissipated, the sea gods, as though granted a great pardon, transformed into streaks of light and shadow, fleeing from this land of disputes and heading back to their own abodes.


    Now that things had escalated, with the King of Gods himself stepping in to arbitrate and with living examples like Crete Island and the Atlanteans before them.


    For safety''s sake, it was better not to get involved in the family affairs of Olympus.


    The sea gods and the Divine Blood clans, upon reaching a consensus, dispersed in no time at all.


    And with the departure of Poseidon, their mainstay, Prince Triton and Queen Amphitrite, fearful of retribution, quietly retreated back into the Primordial Ocean along with the receding surge and the larger force.


    ~~


    When all fell silent, Athena immediately composed herself, her gaze sweeping over Crete Island, submerged in the raging waves, and she turned to Luo En behind her, her voice somber.


    "What should we do next?"


    "The three hundred-armed Giants remained at the Sea of Okeanos, watching over those restless deities of the sea. With them gone, isn''t the side of His Majesty the King of Gods left empty? This is far too unsafe..."


    Luo En opened his mouth with a smile that was not quite a smile, his eyes deep with meaning.


    Athena''s heart stirred, her icy gaze turning towards Olympus that was hidden among the stars, subconsciously gripping the spear and shield in her hands, her heart restless.


    "Are you saying we should..."


    However, Luo En shook his head with a smile, his eyes dark and flickering.


    "No, no, this great opportunity should of course be left for His Majesty the Sea King!"


    "..."


    Athena twitched her mouth, then gave someone a deep look and asked.


    "So, whose side are we on?"


    Luo En''s smile was radiant, as he tossed a bronze badge high into the air, then caught it, his face showing a sincere and innocent expression.


    "Of course, we''re on the winning side."


    "..."


    The Goddess of Wisdom at sea, staring at the innocent smile before her, looked for a long, long time.


    Finally, after a full quarter of an hour, Athena''s tense face thawed, a similar smile painted across it.


    "Seven days from now, come with me to Olympus."


    "Uh, I am a lesser deity of Lady Hestia..."


    Luo En gently reminded, his heart clearly not wanting to follow Athena into these murky waters.


    But the sea''s Goddess of Wisdom turned back, her face just as innocent and sincere as she spoke.


    "Exactly, which is why from now on, you will represent your aunt at the council of divine authority. I''ve already spoken to her about it."


    "...!"


    Suddenly, the smile on Luo En''s face froze, and he instinctively took a few steps back.


    Yet, just as he was about to act, he was grabbed by an ever-smiling Athena.


    "No rush, let''s take care of business first, and then it won''t be too late to go to Olympus."


    Immediately after, the Goddess of Wisdom summoned her golden chariot, unceremoniously threw someone into it, cracked the whip, and, with Pegasus cutting through waves, she soared away.


    Amidst the chaos, the bronze badge in Luo En''s hand fell into the sea, sinking steadily downwards.


    Surrounding him lay the Divine Blood Guards of the Minosians, unyielding even in death, with King Minos among them.


    This was their battlefield, as well as their final resting place.


    "Hum!"


    The badge that hit the bottom emitted a light hum, a faint pattern of light flickering.


    "Humming incessantly!"


    Meanwhile, hundreds of resonant sounds arose, forming a dense field of starlight in the deep sea.


    And as their shattered garments were swept away by the waves, identical bronze badges, evidently resting on the chests of those who had gone to their deaths, covered their eyes under the motion of the water.


    ����In the myths of Ancient Greece, there is a dark river Styx that separates the mortal world from the abyss, and Charon is the ferryman of this river. Any soul that wishes to cross the Styx must bribe him with a coin, which would then allow them to pass safely over the river. Otherwise, he would throw the soul of the deceased into the Styx, where they would suffer tremendously before drifting on their own to hell...


    ����He and the Death God Thanatos, the Sleep God Hypnos, are all offspring of the Goddess of the Night, Nyx.


    ����And according to fragments left by Bacchylides, the embodiment of night, Nyx, had a daughter named Hecate.


    She was the most revered goddess by Zeus, son of Kronos. Zeus bestowed valuable gifts upon Hecate, allowing her dominion over the land and the barren sea; she also received honors in the starry heavens, deeply respected by the immortal gods.


    The son of Kronos never harmed her and did not take anything from her share among the elder Titans. As it was in the beginning, she holds her portion in the earth, the sky, and the sea.


    She is the godmother of Queen of the Underworld Persephone, guiding the dead through the night.


    ����Thus, some say, she is the incarnation of Nyx and the true Queen of the Underworld!

 Chapter 192 140 Very Smooth

    Three days later, a pair of silver-haired beauties crossed the surging waves and landed on the Attica Peninsula, their faces alight with the joy of a fruitful return.


    They were none other than Athena and Luo En, who had disappeared after the battle on Crete Island.


    Of course, they hadn''t been idle but had gone to do something significant.


    That is, they went to collect a debt from the temple of the Sea God.


    In the last trial concerning the beast tide disaster, Poseidon as the party at fault had agreed to compensate the Minosians, but he had yet to settle his dues.


    In the past, with the Sea God''s Temple being influential and powerful, Athena, even if dissatisfied, could only suppress her anger and say nothing.


    But now, that Sea King His Majesty had been taken back to Olympus by Zeus for temporary custody, the Atlantis Continent had been sunk, and the entire sea deity lineage had been so frightened by the sudden arrival of three Giants with a hundred hands that they all shut themselves in, fearing they''d become collateral damage.


    If they didn''t take this opportunity to clear the old debts, it would simply be unfair to King Minos who went to his death resignedly and those souls who sacrificed themselves generously.


    Thus, Athena decisively took Luo En, the nominal "sole survivor" of Crete Island, to trouble Poseidon''s family.


    Due to the fall of Atlantis, Poseidon''s painstakingly managed lair naturally ceased to exist.


    Amphitrite, having no place to go, ultimately took Prince Triton and the remnants of the Atlantian soldiers to seek refuge with her father��Old Sea God Nereus.


    After receiving this news, Athena and Luo En rushed to Naxos Island and, quite rightly, circled around it a few times.


    The Old Sea God opened his barrier with a troubled face and invited them into his home.


    Ultimately, under Nereus'' mediation, Amphitrite and Prince Triton, fearing retaliation, could only bow their heads and pay an exorbitant price to settle the overdue debt.


    This included three kinds of exceedingly rare mining resources: Orichalcum, Silver Star Sand, and Gammanium.


    Orichalcum, which Luo En had already encountered, ranked top-level in terms of hardness, sharpness, and magic power conductivity, and was a precious forging material and strategic resource for Atlantis.


    Silver Star Sand is said to be formed at the junction of land and sea, a near-perfect vessel for divinity that could self-repair, and offer the user simple healing abilities.


    While Luo En had some knowledge about the first two, which fell within the scope of the seen, he had never heard of this third one.


    The so-called Gammanium was a special magical substance formed from the eruption in the abyss beneath the seabed, thus containing primal divine power, capable of perfectly blending different forging materials together and maximizing their effects.


    And when demanding compensation, Athena skillfully listed these three items by name and quantity, clearly well-prepared.


    Luo En didn''t know what Athena''s asking price was, but judging from Amphitrite''s and Prince Triton''s uniformly green faces in the end, the protection fee was certainly far from cheap.


    After all, she demanded ten tons of bronze alone...


    Of course, Luo En had a share in it too.


    The share Athena gave was quite generous, a full ton of it.


    These resources were sufficient for crafting main weapons, armor, or consumables and would be enough for him to use on his own for decades.


    Besides, Luo En, under the effect of the "victim''s aura," also received two other compensations.


    One was a chariot called "Meteor Chariot," drawn by two divine horses, "Xanthus" and "Balius," which could whisk him across the sea and sky at meteoric speeds.


    Besides being the God of the Sea, the god of earthquakes, and the god of storms, Poseidon was also the god of horses; hence these two divine horses not only were intelligent, fast, but also possessed the immortality unique to deities, making them most suitable to lead the charge (or take the hits).


    Given Sea King His Majesty''s promiscuous nature, Luo En figured that these two creatures were probably the result of another one of his amorous one-night encounters with a four-legged being.


    The other compensation corresponded to the reward of the golden oracle and was related to Poseidon''s divine rights.


    ��A fragment from the shattered Trident of the Titanomachy.


    It was said that the three prongs of Poseidon''s Trident each represented one of Poseidon''s divine powers.


    The first prong, known as "Neptune''s Point," was the primary offensive part of the Trident. "Neptune''s Point" was incredibly sharp, and when Poseidon thrust with force at the target, it could easily penetrate the enemy''s armor and defenses, causing tremendous damage. The sharpness and material of "Neptune''s Point" made it incomparably powerful, giving Poseidon an advantage in battle.


    The second prong was called "Poseidon''s Fork." This prong was used to control and master the ocean. Poseidon could easily insert it into the sea and then manipulate the ocean''s power at will. With Poseidon''s will and the help of the Trident, he could stir up huge waves, tsunamis, and storms, destroying the enemy''s ships and cities. Moreover, Sea King His Majesty could also use "Poseidon''s Fork" to create currents, control tides, and command marine life. This prong allowed Poseidon to move effortlessly in the ocean and control the power of entire maritime domains.


    The third prong, formally named "Oceanus Spear," was the rarest in the Trident but possessed unique abilities. "Oceanus Spear" endowed Poseidon with the power to control, manipulate, and cause earthquakes and the water systems of the earth''s veins. Poseidon could insert this prong into the ground and then incite strong earthquakes by exerting his power. This made Poseidon one of the most formidable gods in nature, as his force could easily destroy foes and alter the geographical landscape.


    And what Luo En received was a fragment from the second spike.


    Originally, this object was a gift from Poseidon to Prince Triton, signifying his right to inherit the sea and his control over Atlantis.


    However, now that the sea deities had declined and the Atlantis Continent had already sunk.


    Facing two fearsome debt collectors, Triton, though reluctant, could only weep as he shattered his own Trident, handing over the embedded shard to Athena and Luo En as a ransom for his life.


    Of course, adhering to the principle of equal distribution, the conspiring Nereus was not spared by Athena either.


    All sorts of rare materials, gems, and minerals were plundered in abundance from Naxos Island.


    Had it not been for Luo En''s intervention, Athena might have even wished to transport the entire Naxos Island to rebuild her Great Temple.


    In the end, the father-daughter pair shed tears as they bid farewell to Luo En and Athena, who had been frantically scraping the island bare for three days.


    Of course, having paid such a high price, the other side was not without demands.


    ��The dignified lady was primarily compliant for the sake of her husband.


    Currently, Sea King Poseidon was being temporarily detained by Zeus.


    In the public trial seven days later, Zeus did not seem inclined to be lenient.


    Given the reputation of His Majesty the King of Gods, Queen of the Sea Amphitrite also did not dare to ascend Olympus alone to plead with Zeus.


    Who knew, on a whim, he might just spin a tale of "Madam, you wouldn''t want to...".


    Therefore, Queen Amphitrite deliberately stayed on Naxos Island.


    She was presumably waiting for the aggrieved to come knocking, to communicate and negotiate with Athena through her father Nereus''s mediation.


    Reading between the lines, the Queen hoped that Athena would speak out for her husband Poseidon at the divine council, considering the generous compensation and not to kick a man when he''s down, which would only result in mutual destruction.


    After all, the Sea King''s life still served to counterbalance the pressure from Olympus; a pyrrhic battle benefited no one.


    Clearly, the Queen most likely did not come up with this reasoning by herself; behind the scenes, it was probably none other than the wise Ocean Nymph Thetis guiding her.


    As for Athena, once she had taken her fill of the benefits, she ambiguously nodded in apparent agreement to the Queen''s peace offering.


    After all, she still needed that uncle in the future to continue defying and triggering lightning.


    Without this wind-breaking wall, her own little maneuvers would become more at risk of exposure.


    So, even if the Queen had not mentioned it, Athena would have rationally supported that uncle at crucial moments.


    Using one enemy to suppress another, playing them off against each other��the machinations and power plays behind the scenes were not exclusive to His Majesty the King of Gods alone.


    After reaching an unspoken agreement, the tense atmosphere between both parties became increasingly harmonious.


    Luo En and Athena were treated with the utmost hospitality; whatever they showed interest in, the warm and hospitable sea people would surreptitiously hand over with just a glance.


    Were it not for the approaching divine council and other affairs to attend to before ascending Olympus, both of them would have wished to stay longer to continue enjoying the enthusiasm and hospitality of the sea people.


    "It''s a pity, Thetis actually wasn''t here; originally, I had meant to try having her serve as my maid for a few days as a way of repaying her father''s debt," Athena said, looking back regretfully at the boundless Sea of Okeanos.


    While Luo En appeared calm on the surface, he was inwardly scoffing.


    If his memory served right, weren''t you two best friends?


    So she offended you once by taking sides; is it necessary to bear a grudge all the time?


    But speaking of which, he was indeed curious to meet the legendary Ocean Nymph renowned for both her beauty and wisdom.


    Although he had not formally met her yet, at least one thing was certain.


    ��Hmm, very "moisturizing"!

 Chapter 193 141 Minotaur Victims Alliance

    "Let''s go, I should attend to the next matter."


    Just as Luo En was rubbing his hands, secretly savoring the touch of that evening, Athena spoke up to interrupt someone''s daydreaming.


    Regaining his senses, Luo En surveyed the Attica Peninsula at his feet, surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on the fourth, his eyes flickering slightly, as he nodded thoughtfully.


    The two arranged their journey and hastened toward their destination.


    Along the way, Athena frequently changed direction to evade a certain perception, or she enveloped herself and Luo En in the "Labyrinth"''s authority to confuse any possible detection.


    The originally not-too-distant journey took a full day and night.


    Finally, as the outline of a majestic white marble city emerged against the dawn light, Luo En, massaging his swollen brow, let out a long sigh of relief.


    At this moment, Athena, who had been tense the entire journey, also relaxed and looked towards the city ahead, which differed slightly from her memory.


    ��Athens has been reached!


    After paying a few Silvers of Hera to the guards at the gate, Athena led Luo En into the city discreetly. Due to the bustling crowd, people kept stopping and going, allowing the full view of Athens to unfold.


    The palace, council building, theater, inns, markets, workshops, docks, and the stadium were all present, every public building one could need.


    In the squares stood statues of athletes with pronounced muscles, showcasing the beauty of their lines in bronze.


    These sculptures were of participants from past Olympic Games, who had achieved proud results as Athenians.


    After the death of Erechtheus, his tomb was titled "Poseidon Erechtheus" (meaning someone who could contend with the God of the Sea), and he was worshipped by future generations.


    Other statues honored the city builders and past kings of Athens: Cecrops, the first King of Athens, half-man, half-snake; Erechtheus, the fourth King of Athens, the offspring of Hephaestus and Earth; Pandion, the fifth King of Athens, who left behind many mythical legends; and the brand-new statue of Aegeus, the sixth King of Athens...


    The lineage halted there; clearly, it was Aegeus who currently held power in Athens.


    According to myth, Aegeus was the son of King Pandion of Athens and the grandson of the first city builder, Cecrops.


    After the fifth king, Pandion, was deposed by Metion''s sons (Opa Lamos, Sikyon, and Daedalus), he had to flee to Megara where he married Pyrrha, the daughter of the local king Pylas. Pyrrha bore Pandion four children: Aegeus, Pallas, Nisos, and Lykos.


    When Pandion died, Aegeus and his three siblings marched on Athens and seized power back from the sons of Metion. Afterwards, the four siblings shared the authority, with Aegeus as King of Athens, and each passed down their bloodline and lineage, all belonging to the family of city builders.


    Indeed, the so-called Pallas lineage, which was also the divine name of Athena, was the cover identity she had prepared in advance for Medusa and the last of the Minosians.


    Aegeus?


    Luo En gazed at the bronze statue in the square, his brows slightly furrowed.


    If he remembered correctly, the Athenian successor chosen by Athena had also been marked by Poseidon, hadn''t he?


    Because he had offended the God of Love, Aphrodite, neither of Aegeus''s first nor second wife could give him a child. In his desperation for a male heir, the King of Athens sought guidance from the Delphi Oracle.


    Later on a journey, as he was returning to Athens via Troezen, he met with a warm reception from the local King Pittheus, fulfilling the prophecy by becoming intoxicated and lying with the local king''s daughter Aethra, and thus he begot a son named Theseus.


    However, some mythological tales mention that, on the very same night, Athena caused Aethra to sleepwalk to Sphaeria Island, where the God of the Sea, Poseidon, suddenly appeared and took advantage of her. Therefore, Theseus might also be Poseidon''s son.


    And what is more peculiar is that the hostility between Crete Island and Athens arose because during a Pan-Athenian sports festival, the eldest prince of Crete, Androgeos, defeated Aegeus in all events and emerged victorious.


    Out of immense jealousy, Aegeus commanded the great prince to capture the Marathon Bull that had been ravaging the lands near Athens. As a result, the prince was killed by the bull.


    It was then that King Minos, furious, waged war against Athens and decisively defeated the Athenians, forcing Aegeus to pay tribute and to send seven pairs of boys and girls to Crete Island every nine years as a tribute in the future.


    Later on, the adult Theseus recognized his father Aegeus, boarded the tribute ship, entered the Labyrinth, killed the monster Minotaur, and abducted two princesses, indirectly leading to the pursuit by King Minos, who died from the ambush of an external enemy. With the mainstay of the Minosian civilization gone, it perished as well.


    The relationship between Crete Island and Athens had become irreparably broken...


    Having filtered through the known history of Athens and Crete Island in his mind, Luo En could somewhat guess the cause of the divergence.


    ��It was probably his own doing in leading the Atlanteans to Crete Island from the sea, giving Poseidon a reason to intervene, thus prematurely triggering the conflict between the two sides.


    Therefore, the elder prince Androgeos didn''t die at the hands of Aegeus, King of Athens, and the two princesses were not abducted.


    However, since demigods can be deceptive in appearance and age, it was still uncertain whether Aegeus had sown his wild oats outside, leaving behind a son named "Theseus," nor could the ages of the princesses be used to determine whether Theseus had grown up.


    So to be cautious, it would be better to find an opportunity to remind Athena and that King of Athens, to keep an eye out for this "Theseus."


    After all, he could very well be Poseidon''s offspring.


    Thinking of the upcoming intrigues, Luo En unconsciously massaged the slight throbbing at his brow and looked around, relaxing his mood.


    In the square, many passersby paused to read about the accomplishments left behind, or touched the standing sculptures, hoping for a blessing from the unknown.


    And when many eager Athenians introduced these heroes and their deeds to strangers, they subconsciously stood taller and puffed out their chests, radiating a proud air of shared glory.


    Apart from the human heroes, there are also many temples in the City of Athens, among which the most eye-catching is undoubtedly the temple on the highest platform, dedicated to the Goddess of Wisdom Athena.


    However, compared to the prosperity of Crete Island, there were significantly fewer followers coming in and out to pray here.


    After a brief look around, Luo En didn''t linger too much in the bustling areas and followed Athena through the Acropolis of Athens.


    The architecture of the Acropolis was closely integrated with the terrain, displaying ingenious design. If the Acropolis were seen as a whole, then the hill itself was its natural base; the structure of the building complex and the arrangement of many parts were all coordinated with the natural rises and falls of this base, forming a complete and unified entity that transformed it into a strong fortress, capable of resisting attack step by step with the aid of the terrain.


    Passing through the leaf-shaped mountain gate, the two of them followed a path resembling leaf veins directly towards the northwest to War God Mountain.


    War God Mountain?


    Hearing this suggestive name, Luo En subconsciously looked towards the War God beside him.


    "It''s not me..."


    Athena, with her arms crossed over her chest, hummed slightly and then explained the origin of War God Mountain to Luo En,


    The name "War God Mountain" actually came from the real War God, Ares.


    However, as one of the main characters, his image still wasn''t very glorious.


    Because he was the first defendant to stand trial on this mountain, that''s why it got the name War God Mountain.


    As for the details of the incident, they were connected to none other than the "God of the Sea" Poseidon.


    ����The King of the Seas Poseidon had a son named Eriphyle who attempted to rape Ares''s daughter Aesop. Ares, to defend his daughter''s chastity, killed Eriphyle and was thus accused by Poseidon of murder. This was the first murder case heard on War God Mountain, with the defendant being Ares and the plaintiff Poseidon, judged by twelve of the more significant gods. The gods acquitted Ares of the murder charge, and War God Ares was released without a conviction. Afterward, the mountain was named after Ares and came to be known as "War God Mountain".


    After hearing the story behind the name, Luo En found himself at a loss for words for a moment.


    He didn''t know whether to comment on Ares''s awkward status or to criticize the consistent pattern of Poseidon''s children.


    However, as a result of this incident, he somewhat changed his impression of his great-great-grandfather, the esteemed War God Ares.


    Rash as Ares may be, he was still pretty good to his own children.


    He remembered that the Amazon Tribe was said to be the descendants of War God Ares and the Goddess Naiad, and queens like Penthesilea and Hippolyta were his daughters.


    Ares doted on them quite a bit, even bestowing them with his gold belt.


    ����Presumably, the same one Luo En was currently wearing.


    Yet, the Amazons worshiped the Moon Goddess Artemis...


    But Ares didn''t seem to have much interest in pursuing the matter.


    At least, that was more reasonable than Zeus, who fixated on Crete Island to the point of driving his son King Minos to death.


    "Let''s go take a look,"


    Athena interrupted Luo En''s thoughts and ascended War God Mountain.


    As they breached a membrane of light and stepped onto the rugged mountain foothills, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, finally completing his journey without mishap.


    At that moment, streaks of light swiftly fell from the temple above War God Mountain, landing in front of the two, dissipating their brilliance and revealing the faces that Luo En found familiar.


    It was Medusa, Stheno, Euryale, and Hestia, along with the two princesses from Crete Island.


    In fact, following that trial of Ares, War God Mountain, due to its sanctity, had become the dwelling place for the family of the city builders of Athens.


    Descendants of the Minosians, disguised as those from the lineage of Pallas, had mostly been relocated to War God Mountain under the orchestration of the King of Athens, Aegeus, to avoid the scrutiny of the gods.


    "Luo En!"


    Almost the instant they saw the two arrivals, Medusa threw herself at the person she had been longing for, burying her head in his chest and nuzzling against him.


    For a moment, Athena behind Luo En, Hestia in front ready to open her arms in welcome, as well as the two beautiful snake sisters Stheno and Euryale, all had dark expressions on their faces.


    However, the wise Little Medusa was in her diminutive form, looking like a young girl, which no one could fault.


    Thus, the gazes were all directed at the other person involved.


    Feeling the temperature around him that was almost cooking him alive, Luo En quickly pulled Little Medusa out from his embrace and managed to squeeze out a smile that was still quite amiable, making simple small talk.


    "Shall we go inside to talk?"


    "Yes, let''s eat first!"


    Hestia immediately nodded in agreement, giving her usual response.

 Chapter 194 142: I Will Initiate Apocalypse Judgment Mode

    War God Mountain, the new home of Hestia.


    After the unremarkable small talk over the dinner table had ended, Luo En took a jug of newly brewed grape wine, ascended to the balcony, sat before a small table, and overlooked the series of courtyards that stretched below him.


    Their faces, familiar ones, were either busy crafting pottery, focused on smelting metal, earnestly mixing magic potions, or adding furniture to their new homes...


    They were the survivors from Crete Island, the kindling entrusted to the two daughters by King Minos.


    Compared to those who had fled one after another, this last group, whether in the firmness of their minds or in their loyalty to civilization, far surpassed the former.


    Therefore, even though they had personally witnessed the fall of their homeland, they didn''t waste too much energy on meaningless grief in their new environment. Instead, they strove to play their new roles, quickly immersing themselves in their work.


    Busy work can make people forget to think, forget the passage of time; it often is the best spiritual medicine for the soul.


    Seeing the splendid performance of this group, Luo En, the former secretary of Crete Island, quietly nodded his approval. A weight lifted from his heart as he raised his brimming cup towards the south as a gesture before gently pouring it out onto the ground as a tribute.


    At least from the current outcome, the sacrifice of King Minos and those elite warriors had been worthwhile.


    Not only had they sworn to defend their civilization to the death, but they had also dragged their age-old nemesis��the Atlanteans��down to the Netherworld with them.


    By entering the fray, they had scored a half victory against the heavens.


    This battle, though lost, was nonetheless honorable!


    Moreover, their sacrifice had also secured a more glorious achievement.


    ��They preserved over seventy percent of Crete Island''s population and nearly all the essence of the Minosian civilization!


    The gaze of the gods, always fond of those who shine, often overlooks those lifeforms humble as ants.


    Dependent on this arrogance of the gods, Luo En and King Minos were able to carry out six days and nights of extreme transportation, successfully sending away the vast majority of the Minosians, allowing them to disperse across Greece and continue to flourish.


    Of course, such a huge plan was bound to have some flaws.


    If one seriously investigated, they were bound to find some clues.


    However, this is where the eruption of Santorini Volcano at the end of the plan comes into play.


    ��The all-encompassing volcanic ash and the raging tidal waves had tossed Crete Island inside and out, not once but twice.


    Even stone buildings were unrecognizable, let alone living people.


    So, after all that happened, no one knew exactly how many people had perished in that disaster on Crete Island.


    As a result, those Minosians who had previously escaped were now completely safe.


    It was also for this reason that he and Athena did not collect the remains of King Minos and those warriors, but instead let them decompose amidst the ruins on the ocean floor.


    Of course, exchanging death for rebirth and the continuation of civilization was precisely their long-cherished wish.


    With a mix of respect and guilt, Luo En poured a second cup of wine onto the ground, then lifted his left hand to look at the bronze emblem nimbly rotating between his fingers, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile.


    However, he hadn''t done nothing.


    ��Before the battle, he had given all the chips he had accumulated from the "Daily Chapter" and "Weekly Chapter" as "Amulets" to King Minos and those warriors.


    Although there were only a hundred or so, unable to reach everyone, this too was his sentiment.


    Legend has it, that above the dark Styx of Ancient Greece mythology, the ferryman Charon is responsible for transporting the souls of the deceased, and only by bribing him can one ensure a peaceful passage.


    Therefore, when conducting funerals, ancient Greeks often placed two coins on the eyes of the deceased so that the departed could use them in the Netherworld.


    In addition, it is said that Charon and the God of Death, the God of Sleep, are the sons of the Goddess Nyx.


    And in some versions, Hecate is also a daughter of Nyx.


    It was based on this potential connection that Luo En had wagered nearly all of his remaining chips, which he had earned using that dice, hoping that those emblems could help King Minos and his warriors buy off the ferryman of the Styx.


    And now, it seemed that his investment had not been in vain.


    Luo En picked up the third cup of wine from the table, drank it all in one gulp, a toast to himself.


    Afterward, he turned around and gazed deeply at the opposite side��towards the figure that had appeared on the chair at some unknown time, ethereal as mist, and spoke with an amused tone.


    "So, what should I call you? Euphony? Hecate? Or perhaps... Goddess of the Night Nyx?"


    "What?"


    Almost a year later, the Goddess who had reappeared blinked, took a sip of her wine, and showed an approving expression.


    "Yours? The taste isn''t bad."


    Luo En silently observed Hecate''s act, not taking up the conversation, a cold smirk playing in his thoughts.


    Still playing games?


    Snatching a soul at the brink of death from Styx brazenly and disrupting the order of the Netherworld is not something one can do merely by being a Godmother, the Queen of the Underworld.


    Unless, the entire Netherworld was under her control.


    And according to later studies of prayers and portrayals for both, the triple-formed Hecate and the triple-formed Nyx are very likely to have the same origin.


    Only she, the Goddess who represents the world''s original dark side, has the qualification to make Zeus so wary, to make Charon, Death God Thanatos, and Sleep God Hypnos, the three brothers, obey her every command, and to overshadow Hades, the God of the Underworld.


    Under the cold scrutiny, Hecate finally gave in, responding with a faint smile but still wearing that unfathomable look.


    "A name is but a handle, call me whatever you please."


    Luo En nodded, as if understanding.


    "Alright, Little Black!"


    "..."


    Hecate''s expression stiffened, her smile frozen, and her ethereal body shook violently, a grinding of teeth faintly audible from her tightly closed lips.


    Seeing an outburst imminent, Luo En quickly plastered a smile on his face, changing the subject.


    "Haha, just kidding, Lady Goddess. What brings you to visit me? It must not be easy to come and go from the Netherworld, is it?"


    "Isn''t it because you stuffed so many departed souls into my realm all at once?"


    Hecate snorted coldly, her deep, night-like eyes clearly displeased, looking as though she was about to demand an explanation.


    Luo En smiled slightly, unconcerned.


    "What, you''re not satisfied with this gift?"


    "Gift?"


    Hecate arched an eyebrow, eyeing the smooth-talker before her with some interest. She slightly inclined her ear to listen, ready to give him a chance to explain.


    "To sway fate is not an easy task. The more fulcrums and leverage you have, the better. Don''t you think they''re quite suitable?"


    Luo En''s voice was low, a sly smile on his face.


    "In the garden of the gods, in a world of constants, the most precious thing is the soul daring to break all predestined ties. And as it happens, they all are..."


    Hecate''s expression remained unchanged, she asked lightly, "Although what you say seems interesting, what do I need them for?"


    Luo En replied with a smile, "Of course, to assist His Majesty the King of the Underworld in managing the Netherworld. Just like the three brothers, Charon, Thanatos, and Hypnos."


    Hecate, catching the implication, raised an eyebrow and was now genuinely interested.


    "Manage the Netherworld? Let''s hear it..."


    "The number of lives on Earth is increasing, and their births, aging, sicknesses, and deaths are happening more frequently. It''s too much work to pile on to His Majesty the King of the Underworld alone, it''s really too hard for him. Why not establish judges in the Netherworld to determine the destination and affiliation of souls based on their good and evil deeds?"


    "That makes sense."


    Hecate nodded, seemingly intrigued.


    Luo En struck while the iron was hot, continuing to speak.


    "Thus, I hereby recommend King Minos. In his lifetime, he was renowned for enacting laws and being fair and just, very suited to be a judge. His soldiers are brave and good in battle, tirelessly devoted, and they can serve as Infernal Enforcers to help His Majesty the King of the Underworld share his worries."


    "Singular justice?"


    "Certainly not; a triangle is the most stable structure. I suggest decentralizing power with checks and balances, choosing three judges: one to judge words, one to judge deeds, and the last to judge souls. They should vote together to decide the fate of the souls."


    "That''s a passable idea..."


    After listening, Hecate gave a lukewarm evaluation.


    "Moreover, I''ve heard that the gods'' favorite thing is to swear by Styx, and also their favorite to break...," Luo En brought up casually, then shook his head and sighed as if worried for his kin, "Even the longest of lives come to an end, and even the most prosperous order may not last forever. What if one day they fall from grace and into the Netherworld to face judgment?"


    In an instant, Hecate''s profound eyes lit up, brimming with intense interest.


    Judging the gods? Interesting.


    Soon, the Goddess''s face broke into a pleased smile, and she nodded in agreement.


    "I will advise His Majesty the King of the Underworld to seriously consider this proposal."


    "That would be a blessing for the whole world."


    Luo En bowed slightly in respect, exchanging a meaningful smile with Hecate.

 Chapter 195 143: The Sworn Enemies Who Loved and Killed Each Other

    In Greek mythology, the Netherworld can generally be divided into three parts: the dwelling place of the souls of ordinary people after death, "Asphodel Meadows"; the blessed place where heroes and innocent pure souls reside, "Elysium"; and the place of punishment for sinful souls, "Tartarus." In addition to all the deceased souls, some of the Titans overthrown by Zeus were also imprisoned in the Netherworld.


    And poet Dante in his Divine Comedy mentioned the three worlds after the death of the departed �� [Purgatory], [Hell], and [Heaven].


    Between the two, is there a curious sense of de?ja? vu?


    Indeed, as the ultimate future fusion freak, Christian mythology likely borrowed the triple-setting of the afterlife from Greek mythology.


    So, now that the Dionysian Sect has been established, it''s time to hasten and bring about the legendary [Judgment Day] and [Purgatory], [Hell], and [Heaven], successively, to perfect a theological worldview independent of the Olympus lineage and further increase the influence over the believers and their cohesion to the sect.


    Having made this move, Luo En could already foresee the surge in the power of faith he would receive.


    Moreover, he would be able to plant several of his own pieces in the shadows of the Netherworld.


    ��He did not trust Zeus, but he equally distrusted this Goddess who seemed to be of great help to him.


    "What are you thinking about?" Hecate asked, chin in hand, with curiosity.


    Luo En raised his head and gazed solemnly at the figure that seemed as illusory as mist before him, speaking with profound meaning.


    "I''m wondering why you, who personally determined the destiny of this world, would have me break them."


    "...!"


    In an instant, the smile on Hecate''s face froze, and her pitch-black eyes stared deeply at the figure before her, reminiscent of an all-consuming abyss and darkness.


    Yet, facing the scrutiny and the incomparable oppressive force of the Goddess, Luo En remained unfazed; instead, his smile grew more playful.


    "Am I right? Then let me continue to guess, are you the part that was abandoned by [inevitability]?"


    "A half-step forward is a genius, a full step is madness, being too clever might not always be a good thing."


    Hecate lifted her wine cup, took a delicate sip, and eerily reminded him, her tone carrying a hint of chill.


    The more she said, the richer Luo En''s smile became.


    In the scriptures of Orphism (formerly known as the Dionysian Sect), Nyx is regarded as the supreme deity of the Triple Goddess, possessing three different transcendent identities: she can be Ananke, Goddess of Retribution Adrasteia, and also Goddess of Cause and Effect Hemera, representing all inevitable destinies and is also the [Mother] of The Three Fates.


    However, as a Triple Goddess herself, Hecate, who is closest to Nyx, possessed a completely different Divinity, representing [game], [opportunity], and [possibility]...


    So Luo En surmised that something must have happened in between.


    ��For example, Nyx, the original entity, may have split for some reason, forming The Three Fates that represent [inevitability] and [fixity], as well as Hecate, who represents the [chance] and [opportunity] of change.


    Put in a way easier for Easterners to understand: the great path consists of fifty, Heaven evolves forty-nine, sparing one.


    If Nyx is likened to [the Great Way], then The Three Fates are [the Heavenly Way], which dictates the world''s operation, and the one that escaped is Hecate, representing the possibility of [change] and [upheaval].


    All divergence may have started from the moment Zeus swallowed Metis, surpassing his own fate.


    That is precisely why the Divine King of Olympus respects and fears Hecate.


    Because, like The Three Fates, she is also a part of Nyx.


    Only then can it explain why Hecate could spin the wheel of fate, making everything uncertain!


    Luo En smiled and gently let go, a serpent-patterned twelve-sided die rolling between them.


    ��God does play dice.


    Although Einstein opposed this idea, more and more evidence has shown that the future of humanity is in a world where [chance] determines everything, whether it''s the currently hot topics of big data, artificial intelligence, biomedicine, gene editing, various disciplines, including our lives, can''t escape the "dice of God".


    ```


    In other words, "randomness" and "chance" may indeed be the world''s inherent norm, the underlying hue the world ought to have.


    "Do you wish to use my hands to overturn the inevitable fate and reclaim the power originally yours?"


    Luo En gazed at the Triple Goddess before him and asked thoughtfully.


    "And that so-called divergence point, is it Zeus?"


    Hecate did not answer but instead stared silently at the tabletop, seemingly lost in thought.


    "Don''t worry, I pose no threat to you, nor do I have any intention of being your enemy. There''s no need to be so guarded around me."


    Luo En spoke candidly about reality and then calmly began to speak.


    "But since we are both variables denied by ''fate,'' shouldn''t we talk openly and honestly about some things?"


    Hecate lifted her head again, thinking of something, a mischievous smile appeared on her face.


    "What do you want to know?"


    "Why me?"


    "Opportunity and possibility is everywhere; it can exist in the past, present and future; it can be the never-born Porus, the resurrected Zagreus, the twice-born Dionysus..."


    Luo En''s eyes twinkled as he pondered.


    "Could it also be me, a ''variable'' that comes from beyond fate?"


    He chuckled self-deprecatingly and locked eyes with those abyssal orbs.


    "So? Had you planned this all along?"


    "Chance, likewise, is inevitability."


    Hecate mused with profound significance and also loosened her fingers to toss her twelve-sided die onto the table.


    As it rolled around, the die finally landed showing a number composed of petals.


    ��That was the symbol of Aphrodite.


    Luo En looked down at it, his expression subtly changing.


    ��His die showed the same.


    Dice often come in pairs, and the Goddess of Inevitability Ananke, too, has a corresponding consort��the God of Chance, Chronos.


    However, only the Orphic sect (Dionysian Sect) recognizes Chronos and his consort Ananke as deities. Other sects do not. Early Orphism believed that Phanes was the original deity, the creator of the universe.


    It was only later in The Orphic Hymns and other versions that Chronos was added as a god, with the Sacred Words considering Chronos as the first origin, the creator of everything.


    Similarly, Ananke, who created the world alongside Chronos, is merely one aspect of the Triple Goddess, Nyx.


    "The bet has been placed, the game has officially begun. Show your worth, and I shall turn the wheel of fate for you. Let''s see if your all-in can traverse through death to find life!"


    The deep voice gradually faded away, eventually dissipating to nothing.


    The figure that had been seated earlier now vanished into thin air, leaving only a playful echo behind.


    Luo En looked at the dice spinning on the table once more, his expression uncertain.


    ```

 Chapter 196 144: The Cavalry Rider Defies the Ancestors, A Heinous Act Against the Natural Order

    However, after a full half-hour, as the faint sense of being watched completely dissipated, Luo En couldn''t help but lift the corners of his taut lips upward, revealing a playful smile on his previously unsettled face.


    It seemed that the Triple Goddess Hecate was not the primordial Nyx herself, but rather a part that had split off from her; thus, she could also be considered a daughter of Nyx, and the same was likely true for The Three Fates.


    As the embodiment of order, the birth of Hecate and The Three Fates couldn''t have been a result of traditional sexual reproduction but a kind of "self-division" due to certain reasons.


    For example, in Greek legend, when the Heavenly Father Uranus''s genitals fell into the sea, the foam and dissipated divinity that were generated birthed the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite;


    After the demigod hero Perseus killed Medusa, the giant Chrysaor was conceived from her divinity;


    Stheno and Euryale, in their pursuit of the murderer, had their blood spilled on the earth, which turned into the desert serpents...


    All these examples are enough to suggest that Nyx, revered as the supreme goddess in the Dionysian Sect, was likely an incarnation of the rules, akin to a "supercomputer" that manages the world.


    However, because Zeus had surpassed his destiny, a logical "BUG" had appeared.


    In the process of self-repair, the original system split into two parts.


    The main body, The Three Fates, agreed to elect Zeus as king, resolute in maintaining the course of destiny.


    Hecate, representing "possibility" and disagreeing with them, was deemed a "virus" and split off.


    In this world governed by fate and destiny, the two represented "inevitability," the prevailing trend, and "chance," the extremely minute probability.


    The outcome of their struggle was self-evident.


    The Three Fates, as the victors, became the sovereigns of the land, sea, sky, and life, revered by Zeus.


    In terms of traditional Eastern concepts, their relationship was more akin to that between "Heaven''s Will" and the "Son of Heaven."


    One behind the scenes and the other in the spotlight.


    Hecate, however, was banished to the Netherworld, where, due to Zeus''s reverence and fear, she retained an aloof status.


    But this was no different from those prisoners confined in Tartarus Hell.


    Hecate, rebellious by nature, certainly would not rest content with this fate.


    Thus, she utilized Nyx''s authority to first create three Lesser Deities��Charon, Sleep God Hypnos, and Death God Thanatos��tasking them to "assist" Hades, the God of the Underworld, in managing the Netherworld.


    If all these covert maneuvers could not corroborate that woman''s intent to sideline Hades,


    then Luo En could present further irrefutable evidence.


    Her prote?ge?e, the Goddess of Spring Persephone, became the Queen of the Underworld.


    Her disciple, the Great Witch Circe, was not only the ruler of Aiaia but also the legendary guide who led the departed souls across the sea into the Netherworld.


    Her disciple''s disciple, the Great Witch Medea, reigned as the Queen of Elysium, another term symbolizing paradise, the "Elysian Fields."


    ...


    All these incidents, one might have been a coincidence, but three put together were undoubtedly premeditated.


    Moreover, her efforts with The Three Fates never ceased


    ��Porus, the legendary son of Metis, brother of Athena, who was never born, the God of Opportunity;


    ��Zagreus, the legendary reincarnation of Porus, son of the Queen of the Underworld, the God of Resurrection;


    ��Dionysus, the legendary reincarnation of Zagreus, son of Semele, the God who died and was reborn...


    These three "possibilities" who were supposed to replace Zeus and become the Divine King were Hecate''s three attempts to fight against fate.


    But judging from the subsequent mythological stories, all three attempts failed.


    Even Dionysus, the most promising God of Wine, was burnt to death along with his mother before even being born.


    Based on Luo En''s own experiences and his understanding of Zeus,


    he speculated that Zeus''s so-called act of rescuing Dionysus from the womb and later sewing him into his thigh out of "fatherly love" was probably also calculated with ulterior motives.


    Devouring one''s own offspring is an old tradition that was passed down from Titan King Cronus.


    Athena and Porus, siblings who were consumed before birth, enjoyed such treatment, and in the end, only Athena, who could not inherit the throne, was permitted to be born.


    Likewise, Zeus sewing Dionysus into his thigh was probably a similar method to remove the threat this infant posed to his own position as Divine King.


    And obviously, he succeeded.


    Otherwise, Hecate would not have chosen to abandon the doomed future of Dionysus in that resurrection contest and place her hopes on an extraneous soul like him.


    Furthermore, Luo En suspected that his soul''s descent into this world was due to Hecate''s subtle manipulations.


    ��After all, she was the Goddess who controlled the dead and guided the way.


    ��A soul not accounted for in fate''s calculations was precisely the pawn she needed.


    Thus, chance was also inevitability, all within that woman''s plans.


    While his thoughts surged, a cold gleam flashed in Luo En''s eyes.


    Compared to his overt adversary Zeus, he was even more wary of Hecate.


    This woman had been evasive from the get-go, first using the identity of the Queen of the Underworld Persephone (refer to Chapter 3), then with the threat of death and the lure of rewards, she gradually pushed him to the gambling table, in opposition to the gods of Olympus.


    Although their goals and interests align for the moment.


    But according to Greek family traditions, Luo En found it hard to ensure that, knowing such a secret, he wouldn''t eventually be discarded after serving his purpose over time.


    Nevertheless...


    Luo En once again picked up the twelve-sided die, gently released it, letting "chance" roll and spin on the table, his lips curving into a pleased smile.


    "You want to use me, this "variable," to topple Zeus and the Three Fates and reclaim Nyx''s original authority.


    Conveniently, I want that too!


    Before showing our hands, it''s impossible to tell who''ll win or lose...


    Let''s see, between us, who will have the last laugh!


    At that moment, the spinning die on the table stopped making its peculiar sound, and Luo En subconsciously looked down, his gaze falling on the petal patterns engraved on it.


    ��Aphrodite''s number again?


    ��Could it be hinting that if I want to win, I need to seize the opportunity to turn her into a velvet ball?


    A bizarre thought flashed through his mind, and Luo En couldn''t help but think of the phrase "rider who scorns his ancestor."


    But according to seniority, shouldn''t Hecate be considered an "ancestor"?


    As for "teacher"...


    ~~


    "Achoo!"


    Meanwhile, in the corridors of the palace in Colchis, a petite enchantress with pointy ears sneezed vigorously.


    Strange, why do I have a bad feeling?


    A curse?


    Damn, who dares to stab me in the back! Wait until I curse them dead!


    The enchantress Circe walked down the corridor, grinding her teeth furiously one moment, muttering darkly the next, and then breaking into a grin...


    The maids and patrol guards passing by, seeing her erratic expressions and the unique eagle feathers on her back, instinctively felt uneasy and took a wide berth.


    This was King Aeetes''s distant sister from the island of Aiaia, an enchantress.


    As Queen Idyia was close to giving birth, the king was somewhat worried about the safety of mother and child, so he specially summoned his sister��skilled in witchcraft and healing��to be prepared for any eventuality.


    ��The goddess she worshipped, Hecate, had authority over the birth of infants and the education of children, making her a guardian of babies in another sense.


    And indeed, since Circe''s arrival and the casting of her spells, the queen had a smooth experience from labor to delivery.


    "Wah~~!"


    A quarter of an hour later, with a baby''s clear cry echoing from the birthing room, the busy maids and midwives inside and outside breathed a sigh of relief, handing the healthy princess in swaddling clothes to the king.


    But before the handover could be completed, an excited Circe barged into the room and snatched the swaddling clothes away from the king, scrutinizing the newborn child over and over.


    However, the newborn''s neck was very short, with a relatively large head and wrinkly skin, and topped with sparse and disordered lanugo, far from being "cute" or "pretty."


    Thus, after holding her for just a few seconds, Circe disdainfully tossed her back to her brother, the king.


    "Just like a skinned little mouse, so ugly..."


    Hearing the great witch''s mutter, several midwives chuckled and explained.


    "Her Highness the princess is still young; she will naturally become beautiful as she grows."


    Circe, upon hearing this, nodded thoughtfully and then looked back at her king brother with renewed interest.


    "Hey, Aeetes, have you decided on her name yet?"


    Although the king of Colchis appeared burly and simple, and would sow dragon''s teeth soldiers during festivals to fight and offer sacrifices to the War God Ares,


    he completely lacked the temerity to stand up against his seemingly frail sister, due to the disparity in power, and he obediently stated the name he had long contemplated.


    "Medea..."


    "Hmm, it''s a nice name."


    Circe praised disinterestedly, then her eyes lit up, and she spoke leisurely.


    "Her aptitude is good, very suitable for learning witchcraft. I''ll stay here for a while, and after the nursing period is over, I''ll take her back to Aiaia to formally receive the legacy of the Great Hecate."


    Hearing his sister''s suggestion, King Aeetes immediately agreed, even wishing he could hand over his daughter right away, not waiting for the end of the nursing period.


    The people of Colchis had a martial and combative spirit in their blood and revered the War God Ares.


    And since Hecate could intervene in the birth of infants and oversee the education of children and youths, having his daughter become a direct disciple of the Witchcraft Goddess was beyond the king''s wildest desires.


    Once the conversation was finished, Circe nodded in satisfaction and took back her newborn niece from her brother, giving her a serious once-over.


    This time, seemingly persuaded by the feelings in her heart, the wrinkly little thing in her arms seemed slightly more pleasing to the eye.


    After scrutinizing her, Circe poked the little baby''s cheek and murmured softly.


    "Still not as cute as him..."

 Chapter 197 145: Tired of Picking on You?

    The next day, atop War God Mountain, in the grand, vacant amphitheater.


    Sitting leisurely in the stands were Athena, Hestia, Medusa, and Euryale, the deities nibbling on pastries and enjoying the show.


    In the center of the arena, Stheno crossed her arms and looked at the figure emerging from the opposite gate with a mocking gaze.


    "You''re sure you want to fight me?"


    "What, you''re scared?"


    Luo En nodded, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he employed reverse psychology.


    Immediately, the haughty Stheno was infuriated, biting her silver teeth, ready to lash out.


    However, just as she was about to explode, her face suddenly relaxed into a sneer, and she stood still, coldly looking at her opponent.


    "Don''t start! You''re definitely setting a trap for me, using the excuse to strike at you as a chance to gang up with that woman and beat me up!"


    As she spoke, Stheno cast a somewhat fearful glance at Hestia, who was seated in the stands, and then turned her head back, her face bearing a proud expression as if she had seen through everything.


    Luo En simply smiled, promising earnestly, "Don''t worry, it''s a fair fight. Athena is watching; she won''t interfere."


    "Really? You''re not lying to me?"


    "I swear on the River Styx!"


    Luo En raised his right hand solemnly, declaring the fairness of the contest to the underworld''s River Styx.


    With a firm assurance, Stheno relaxed but still hesitated.


    "A sparring match, sure, it can happen, but it''s rather dull without a wager."


    "So?"


    "If I win, you stand still and let me give you a hundred lashes!"


    Stheno immediately laid out her condition, her eyes darkening with revealed intentions.


    The bastard in front of her, relying on Hestia''s support, had been arrogantly whipping her and Euryale repeatedly.


    This was a vendetta she had long desired to avenge!


    Luo En smiled noncommittally and countered.


    "And what if you lose?"


    "Me, lose? What a joke!"


    "But what if?"


    "Then I suppose you can give me a hundred lashes as well!"


    Stheno answered offhandedly, indifferent like a pig unafraid of scalding water.


    After all, she was used to being whipped; at worst, she''d clench her teeth and endure it a few more times.


    However, Luo En shook his head, seeming unenthusiastic and made as if to walk away.


    "Whipping you? I''m bored with it, uninteresting..."


    "Wait, what do you want then?"


    Seeing that he wasn''t taking the bait, Stheno became anxious and hastily gestured to ask.


    Luo En stroked his chin thoughtfully and then, as if struck by a moment of inspiration, his fist struck his palm and his face lit up with a smile.


    "Well, if you lose, then you whip her! A hundred lashes, and do it hard!"


    Following the direction of Luo En''s pointing finger, Stheno couldn''t help but look at the familiar figure in the stands who was relishing the spectacle.


    Feeling the invisible pressure from the battlefront hitting her, Euryale immediately bristled and arose furiously cursing.


    "You bastard, don''t even think about stirring up trouble between me and my sister; she would never agree to..."


    "I agree!"


    But before her sister could finish, Stheno in the arena promptly nodded, eager lest Luo En change his mind.


    To win meant to lash her enemy a hundred times; to lose was to whip Euryale a hundred times; either way, the punishment wouldn''t fall on her, what a profitable deal!


    Having understood this logic and the stakes, Stheno was excited and even took the initiative to swear on the River Styx as a guarantee.


    But seeing her beloved sister smoothly sell her out, Euryale was stunned in the audience.


    "Sister, you..."


    "Don''t worry, I will not lose, and I definitely won''t let my dear sister get hurt. It''s just a temporary inconvenience."


    Stheno turned back, smiling reassuringly at the dissatisfied Euryale in the audience, and threw out the temptation she had prepared.


    "How about this, after I win against that guy, we each give him 50 lashes."


    Hearing this, Euryale''s frustration vanished, and she excitedly nodded in agreement.


    She had long wanted to beat that guy up, and this was a rare opportunity.


    There''s nothing to say, I''m all in!


    And then, Euryale''s expression changed, and she turned to look behind her.


    "Medusa, what are you doing?"


    In an instant, Luo En subconsciously looked up, but saw the empty row of seats behind Euryale.


    At this moment, Euryale turned around, and with a sly and mocking smile on her face, silently mouthed to Luo En looking her way.


    "You, fell, for, it!"


    At the same time, a rapid purple shadow struck like lightning, in an instant, with a piercing wind slashing toward Luo En''s face.


    "Boom!"


    The wild torrent of aether erupted in all directions, and the whole earth trembled violently, dust billowing everywhere.


    A direct hit!


    Feeling the solidity of her arm''s impact, Stheno let the corner of her lips rise in triumph, exchanging a knowing glance with Euryale in the stands, both of their faces revealing an almost identical malice-filled grin.


    They were snakes, never known for fairness, stealth attacks were in their nature.


    That he fell for it so easily was his own dumb fault.


    A cold smirk appeared on Stheno''s face as her brutal strength surged with the aether, rolling forward like a landslide or a tsunami.


    A snake''s muscles are plentiful and very developed. A grown human has roughly 700-800 muscles, but a snake has a staggering total of around 10,000-15,000 muscles. They not only deftly utilize these muscles for rapid movement but can also exert a force many times their own body size, constricting their prey to death.


    Similarly, as a serpent deity, Stheno might appear delicate and cute, but she possessed astonishing strength; even a light slap could pulverize rock.


    Striking the target head-on, even a Titan Giant would have to lie down obediently.


    So, victory was mine, just wait for your lashes, you fool!


    Stheno pressed on excitedly, ready to effortlessly finalize her long-planned retribution.


    However, that slender arm stopped mid-air, unable to advance an inch.


    "Thinking you could gang up and ambush me, seems like you two weren''t beaten enough."


    A deep voice came through the dust, freezing Stheno''s excitement on her face, instinctively trying to retract her arm.


    But it was too late.


    A hand clamped down on the pulse of Stheno''s right hand.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by the trembling in the air, a golden and substantial light cascaded down, and the ferocious force invading her body turned Stheno''s face pale, forcing a cry of pain.


    This physical strength is stronger than ours? Impossible!


    Caught off-guard by the sudden change, Stheno looked in disbelief, staring aghast at her adversary.


    As the dust settled, she was shocked to see Luo En, who she had attempted to ambush, standing there calmly in place, unshaken, with divine power surging inside him, forming the phantom of a golden bull.


    That overbearing power originated from that!


    While Stheno was immersed in shock, a low and mocking voice came from across.


    "Had your fun? Now it''s my turn!"


    Immediately, that vice-like arm picked up Stheno as if she were a broken bag, yanked her off the ground, and smashed her into the solid earth with a backhand.

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    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by a dull, earth-shaking thud, Stheno slammed into the ground, leaving a clear human-shaped crater as if a mold had been pressed into dough.


    "Cough cough, stop it! I command you! I''m a goddess, loved by everyone!"


    The disheveled Stheno spat out the sand that choked her mouth, rage rising from her heart as she yelled indignantly.


    A radiant smile appeared on Luo En''s face, and then��


    "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    An arm, knotted with muscle, flung back and forth like a faulty electric fan, sending dirt and stones spraying in the arena and raising clouds of dust, creating one bizarre human-shaped crater after another.


    "Boom!"


    With another loud noise, Stheno, after being repeatedly slammed and smashed dozens of times, went from clawing furiously to lying completely still at the bottom of the pit, staring blankly at the sky in an eerily peaceful posture.


    "Tsk, such a weak god."


    Seeing the nearly broken expression of this Medusa, Luo En dropped her like a worn-out sack to the side, his face showing contempt.


    Immediately after, he turned his head and flashed a grin at the other Medusa in the audience seats who had just tricked him, his expression sardonically kind.


    Instantly, a guilty Euryale gulped down saliva and instinctively hid behind her sister, Little Medusa, her eyes betraying a hint of fear.


    Meanwhile, Luo En stretched his limbs contentedly, as the golden shadow of the Cretan Bull constructed of divine power bellowed a deep and sonorous roar to the heavens.


    Golden ripples spread outward, causing the nearby ground to resonate with tremors.


    The nearby Minosians, laboring away, felt an inexplicable sense of belonging, as if they had once again stepped onto their homeland, which brought them peace of mind.


    ��The Cretan Bull!


    The embodiment of the Minosians'' faith in their civilization, the remnant of the divinity of that land.


    Because they only worshipped the mother goddess, forsaking reverence for the Father God, the leftover power of faith and the divinity of the land concentrated on the Cretan Bull, emblem of their civilization, making its power ever more formidable.


    Originally, this bull was supposed to be sacrificed to Athena, as history had it.


    However, the Goddess of Wisdom, claiming it was incompatible with her own divinity, handed it over to Luo En as a reward for his wholehearted planning for Crete Island''s future.


    Thus, it naturally came to be absorbed by Luo En, turning into one of his divine incarnations.


    And the boon it granted its host was [Might].


    In battle, as long as he stood on solid ground, the host could draw on overwhelming strength beyond his own limits and greatly fortify his body.


    If Minosians were present, or the bigger and heavier the object he exerted his strength on, the greater the degree of might he would attain.


    Like this!


    Luo En glanced backward and, twisting his body fiercely, threw a heavy punch creating layers of sonic booms.


    "Boom!"


    A muscular arm collided directly with a massive claw covered in pale golden scales, its fingers like hooks, causing a thunderous roar.


    Luo En looked at Stheno, who now bore the fully revealed form of a Gorgon with a golden back and wings, her size grown a hundredfold, and immediately let out scornful ridicule.


    "Playing dead? You''ve lost all face for serpentine monsters!"


    "Mind your own business!"


    The sneak attack having failed, Stheno gritted her teeth in frustration and, driven by old grudges and fresh resentment, unleashed her hands and feet. Her enormous claws exploded with a purplish-red eerie glow as they smashed heavily downwards, showcasing the overpowering force of the serpent''s divinity.


    "Moo!"


    At the same time, Luo En held his breath and focus, raising his arms as the golden shadow of the Bull came to life, pawing at the ground and lowering its head to bellow in challenge.


    In an instant, the two sources of divine might clashed violently against each other, creating a large pit that sunk dozens of meters into the ground, stirring up waves of air, and the entire arena seemed to feel the violent tremors of the earth.


    Suddenly, the towering Medusa was thrown out, like a cannonball shot from its barrel, crashing against the protective wall at the edge and getting buried in a pile of rubble.


    Keep in mind, this was a place blessed by divinity, where ordinary demigods couldn''t hope to leave a single mark of destruction.


    Watching the Medusa, who also possessed a trait of immense strength, getting thrashed by him, Luo En looked at the golden shadow of the Bull on his body and felt even more pleased with himself.


    Indeed, it was a reward from Sister Athena, always so generous, unlike that stingy old Poseidon, who would quibble over a drop of blood and was far from magnanimous.


    As Luo En was internally mocking, the ruins of the collapsed protective wall blew apart, and several dozen rocks, each about ten times the size of a bowling ball, shot towards the arena like grenades with massive power.


    Luo En casually swiped away the large rocks headed his way as if flicking away nuisances, sneering at the Medusa hidden in the dust.


    "Still not giving up?"


    "You forced this on me!"


    At this moment, seeing the man who had fled before her might and attacks months ago on Formless Island now relentlessly beating her, humiliation and rage overtook Stheno''s mind. Her pale golden claws swung forward violently.


    Instantly, a cold gale swept across the arena, the sound of surging waves grew from a distance, and the air grew as thick as water.


    Then, a crimson tide of ether emerged around Stheno, amplified by the blessing of the sea''s divinity, turning into a furious torrent that drowned everything under it, crushing over its target with overwhelming force.

 Chapter 199 146: The Last Day of the Female Imp (5.3k)_2

    After absorbing the marine divinity of the Old Sea God Pontos, Keto the mother of sea monsters, and Phorcys the father of sea monsters, the divine power of the sea that the Gorgon Sisters possessed had accumulated to an extremely exaggerated degree. Even ordinary sea deities would not dare to test their sharpness.


    However, Luo En on the field remained unflinching and undeterred. Facing the crimson tidal wave, he curled the corner of his lips upward and took a deliberate step forward, chanting divine words.


    "The Great Whale grants divine protection, the raging waves shall not overstep..."


    Suddenly, behind him, there seemed to be a huge wheel turning, the image of a gold Bull faded away, and in its place, a Great Whale leaped out of the water.


    Under the shadow of that phantom, the surrounding blood-red waves, as if meeting their natural enemy, retreated one after another.


    From the stands, it looked as if a pair of invisible giant hands descended from the sky, parting the waves that would have submerged the entire arena, revealing the land beneath the water.


    How could this be?


    Watching her pride, the marine divinity, being suppressed and diffused, Stheno found it even harder to believe.


    Seeing Luo En walking towards her with a smile step by step across the seabed land, the proud Medusa was enraged beyond endurance, crossing and waving her hands.


    "Whoosh!"


    In an instant, the blood-red waves that had been parted on both sides capsized, and the chaotic ether torrents backfilled towards the rift in the center, as well as the figure walking within that rift.


    "The waters part above and below, each follows its own way in creation and destruction..."


    However, along with a soft chant from underneath the water, the Great Whale shook its head and flicked its tail. The uncontrollable blood-red waves either turned into mist and ascended, then dissipated with the wind; or lost their force, gently swirling at Luo En''s feet, like a calm river,


    "If this is all you''re capable of, then Euryale''s one hundred lashes won''t be avoidable."


    Luo En clapped his hands, reminding with ill intent, while his gaze glanced at the phantom around him, with a hint of satisfaction flickering in his eyes.


    ��The Great Whale.


    Fashioned from the blood of Poseidon and the fragments of the Trident, this second incarnation wielded the authority to control seawater and pacify the waves.


    From the looks of it, even the Gorgon Sisters, who had cashed in the gold coins of the old marine forerunners three times, were firmly restrained by him.


    However, there was one thing that Luo En really wanted to complain about.


    In order to forge this second divine incarnation, the Great Whale, he had used the rewards from two instances of the "Golden Oracle," and he had nearly lost his life on several occasions during the successive battles on Crete Island.


    Unlike sister Athena, who bestowed the Cretan Bull as a generous gift in one go and taught him hand in hand how to absorb and utilize divinity and authority, allowing him to effortlessly gain the first divine incarnation, the Bull.


    The treatment of the two couldn''t be compared; both sensibly and morally, he had to cling to sister Athena''s "coattails" and continue to exploit the stingy Sea King.


    At that moment, even Stheno, who had been repeatedly frustrated, could not contain her rage any longer. Her apricot-shaped eyes were wide open, her vertically slit pupils suddenly expanding into a blood-red rectangle, gloomily looming over the figure walking towards her.


    As their gazes inadvertently met, Luo En''s form paused for a moment. A hue of petrification quickly spread from his eyes, creeping toward every part of his body.


    Seeing that her unexpected strike had been successful, Stheno''s face broke into a triumphant sneer, raising her claws to sweep forward.


    Underestimating me? Here''s a taste of pain for you!


    However, before Stheno could fully release her spite, the deep voice sounded again.


    As Luo En lifted his head, the Gorgon suddenly found the gray of petrification in his eyes washed away by a captivating crimson. Grape vines broke out from his body and spread, eventually transforming into a lush grape forest.


    A illusion!


    Stheno''s expression changed at the sight.


    At the same time, a teasing whisper sounded behind her.


    "Had your laugh?"


    In an instant, Stheno''s body bristled, her pale purple serpent tail tensed like a spear, reflexively sweeping towards the figure behind her.


    Is that all?


    Luo En chuckled, the wheel of light behind him turned once more, the invisible pointer shifted to the Bull, and an overwhelming power burst forth from his body. He effortlessly caught the serpent tail sweeping towards him and sneered with a bared grin.


    At the same time, the grapevine symbolizing his core divinity, spreading out from the center of the wheel, entwined itself upon the Bull. As if imparting a cask of intoxicatingly strong wine upon the rampaging beast, its eyes flared with a maniacal hue as its already formidable strength doubled, creating a substantial flame of gold and crimson.


    Felling the tremendous force that could almost twist off the tip of her tail, Stheno''s scalp tingled, and cold sweat the size of beans broke out on her forehead. Immediately, she raised her hands and shouted.


    "I surrender!"


    "No!"


    Just at that moment, a purple figure leapt down from the spectator seats, interrupting her sister''s disgraceful behavior, encouraging with ill intent.


    "What are you afraid of? Let''s take him on together!"


    Athena, who should have been maintaining order in the arena, sat on the stands with her arms crossed, showing no intention to intervene, even subtly blocking inquisitive Little Medusa and Hestia under the pretext of casual conversation.


    This little rascal is too clandestine. It''s about time to use this opportunity to see this kid''s true strength.


    Sensing the signal released by her Chief God, Euryale, who had been somewhat uneasy, immediately straightened up and also manifested the true form of a Gorgon Sister, ready to strike at her side.


    Luo En merely smiled slightly, holding the tip of Stheno''s tail in one hand, and producing a shiny whip in the other, his magnetic voice echoing softly.

 Chapter 200 146: The Last Day of the Female Imp (5.3k)_3

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    "One hundred lashes, oh."


    "Hehe, still trying to sow discord? How could my sister possibly be... "


    Upon hearing this, Euryale at the side let out a disdainful, cold laugh.


    However, before she could finish speaking, a chill ran from the tip of her tail to the crown of her head, making her shiver involuntarily and look behind her.


    At once, her eyes met two rectangular pupils that were wide open, and her body instantly stiffened.


    The Gorgon Sisters'' bewitching eyes could not only immobilize their enemies but also work on their own kind.


    Frozen in place, Euryale incredulously turned to gaze at her deeply beloved sister, her eyes filled with horror.


    "You..."


    "It''s just a hundred lashes, bear with it, it will be over quickly."


    Stheno swallowed, trying to force a warm smile on her face, while the whip she often used on them had somehow found its way into her hands.


    What''s the point of beating? My entire body is almost out of good snake skin left!


    Continuing to endure, regardless of the outcome, being caught by the tail, I''ll surely have to endure another round of brutal beating.


    Moreover, I had sworn before the battle; I am not afraid of the curse of the Styx, but more afraid that Hestia on the stage will find an excuse to beat me up for violating the rules.


    Rather than that, why not sacrifice my dear little sister for now.


    Trading two beatings for one, it''s an absolute win!


    When the time comes... later, I''ll surely avenge you!


    While comforting herself, Stheno solemnly promised in her heart, but her hand showed no mercy as she swung the whip fiercely onto Euryale''s behind.


    "Smack~"


    With a crisp sound, the whip landed forcefully.


    But Euryale, who had an expression of grief and indignation, was suddenly taken aback.


    It looked very hard, but it didn''t hurt at all...


    It was only when Stheno covertly winked at her from the side, that Euryale, as if waking from a dream, exaggeratedly screamed in cooperation.


    Seeing her sister''s cooperative performance, Stheno nodded to herself in satisfaction, a satisfied and sinister smile spreading across her face.


    After all, it was her own dear sister; just go through the motions, and once they got away from that guy''s claws, they''d join hands and give the jerk behind them a taste of their own medicine!


    However, Luo En, who had been watching from the side, had already seen right through Stheno''s schemes and chuckled coldly, once again exerting force with the right hand pinching the tip of Stheno''s tail.


    "Didn''t eat your fill? Put some muscle into it! This is what we agreed upon before the start of the match, or shall I show you how it''s done?"


    Saying so, those ill-intentioned eyes sinisterly targeted Stheno''s behind.


    In an instant, the Medusa who had been planning to cheat, lashed out with her whip, striking her sister hard.


    Along with the crisp sound, a wave of searing pain spread instantaneously, causing Euryale to grimace in agony.


    This time, her dear sister did not hold back.


    Euryale, grimacing, turned her head back and looked at Stheno with a wounded expression.


    "It''s just a hundred lashes, bear with it. I''ll surely avenge you in the future!"


    Stheno spouted empty promises and then, under Luo En''s gaze, steeled herself, raising the whip and continuing to strike her sister Euryale.


    In a blink, the heavy blows of the whip followed one after the other, making a rapid succession of cracking sounds, and the once imperious Medusa cradled her head, wailing in misery.


    Gradually, Stheno whipped harder and more rhythmically, her previously aggrieved face slowly turning flushed with excitement and satisfaction.


    It had to be said, at times of misfortune, finding someone to vent on and making them worse off than oneself, could quickly relieve stress and boost one''s sense of happiness.


    ```


    Finally, after administering a hundred lashes, Stheno felt a sense of satisfaction and even a tinge of reluctance to stop.


    However, mindful of her status as the elder sister, she handed back the whip and, with a forced smile on her face, bent down to help Euryale up, consoling her all the while.


    "There, there, it''s okay, I''ll get back at him for you..."


    Under the long-standing tyranny of Stheno, Euryale could do nothing but weep bitterly in the arms of her unscrupulous sister.


    But at that very moment, a demonic whisper echoed in her ear.


    "Seeking revenge on me? Perfect, let''s have another go!"


    As Stheno, who had been making empty promises, heard this, she couldn''t help but shiver and quickly shook her head.


    "No more, no more, definitely next time!"


    Luo En shook his head, a pleased smile spreading across his face.


    "Not you, I was talking to her..."


    Then, the hand that had let go of the tip of Stheno''s tail pointed at Euryale.


    "Same rules, if you win, business as usual, if you lose, you give her a hundred lashes, how about that?"


    In an instant, Stheno''s hair stood on end and her complexion changed drastically as she reflexively tightened her arms, trying to hold onto her sister.


    "No way!"


    However, Euryale, struggling in her embrace, raised her right hand with a look of resentment and yelled defiantly.


    "I surrender!"


    "..."


    Immediately, Stheno''s face was covered in dark lines, and her gaze turned sinister.


    "Euryale, you would directly betray me like this, I''m so disappointed. It looks like I need to teach you a lesson today!"


    As the icy voice filled her ears, Euryale, long oppressed by her sister, fearfully tucked in her head.


    At that moment, a warm hand took hold of her trembling wrist, and a gentle voice resonated in her ear.


    "Having trouble keeping the promise? Need any help?"


    Euryale was initially startled, then turned to see a kindhearted onlooker, and nodded vehemently with excitement in her eyes.


    Subsequently, a slender object was expertly handed to her.


    And Stheno, sensing the bad turn of events and trying to flee, found herself pinned by the figure that had appeared behind her, smiling as she pressed down on Stheno''s shoulders.


    Feeling the overwhelming weight on her, as if she were shouldering a mountain and unable to move, she watched her sister approach step by step with the whip in hand, an ill-meaning grin on her face, and the immobilized Medusa let out a wail.


    "No...!"


    What followed was a series of popping sounds, like beans frying, as the agonizing whipping resumed.


    This time, without needing Luo En''s reminder, Euryale put all her might into lashing her "beloved" sister.


    As they watched the cruel spectacle unfold before them, Little Medusa and Hestia couldn''t bear to watch and closed their eyes.


    Athena found the farce before her both annoying and amusing.


    These two fools, not knowing their own strength, still tried to outsmart him? Look at them getting thrashed now, huh?


    Well, even though it wasn''t possible to test the kid''s real strength, with this level of ability and mentality, it should be enough to deal with the nuisances on Mount Olympus.


    In thought, Athena ignored Stheno''s cries for help and stretched lazily, walking out of the arena.


    As her last glimmer of hope vanished, Stheno let out a pitiful wail while the unrestrained Euryale grew even more enthusiastic in her whipping. Up in the stands, Hestia and Medusa couldn''t help their curiosity and, while snacking, resumed watching the spectacle, commenting on the technique nonchalantly.


    In no time, the air was filled with a lively atmosphere.

 Chapter 201 147: The version has been updated, old-timers

    At nightfall, War God Mountain.


    After a day''s hard work, the refugees from Crete Island sat in an open area, waiting for the two princesses to distribute their dinner.


    Because too many Minosians had flooded into Athens at once, even though the King of Athens had prepared places for them to stay in advance, they were rudimentary shelters that only provided protection from the wind and rain, with many necessities still missing and needing to be gradually added.


    Therefore, for a short while, this group of wanderers would have to eat communal meals.


    To this, one princess was composed and the other loved to cause a stir, yet they had no objections.


    Hestia, who rarely had the opportunity to exercise her expertise, agreed with both hands raised.


    Although she was a deity, she regarded these commoners, with whom she had lived in close contact for so long, as her neighbors and friends.


    While King Minos and that group of respectable warriors were resolved to die, the fact that she could not extend them a helping hand at a crucial moment was true as well.


    Hence, Hestia always held a sense of guilt about this.


    Now that she had a chance to make some reparations, she naturally was overjoyed and enthusiastically threw herself into preparing meals every day.


    The evening meal was still abundant with delicious stewed meat and filling bread, and the two princesses were responsible for serving the meals.


    As steaming food was passed into their hands, the princesses also served each one a cup of sweet wine as a source of comfort after supper.


    In the beginning, seeing the royal bloodlines that had once been so exalted, bending and kneeling to serve them, the Minosians gathered together felt somewhat flattered and even some of the old folks with outdated notions absolutely refused to accept it.


    But as time went on and the people realized that the two princesses were not putting on a show, they gradually relaxed, and the colors of their classes faded away, their bonds of blood drew them together.


    ����"Wine is our blood; we will sacrifice for you."


    ����"Our blood is thicker than water; we are connected by blood!"


    To drink this cup of wine was to meet in dreams with those ancestral spirits who faced death and with their own departed loved ones.


    So even the commoners, who were unashamed of their bloodline and unashamed of the land, could also boldly raise their cup, embracing this crimson gift.


    "Sister Fedra, I dreamed about father."


    "Me too, but I dreamed about Sister Sefira from the temple."


    "And Uncle Florence, he smiled at me in the dream!"


    A few children, unaware of the complexities of sorrow, gathered around the fourth princess Fedra, chatting noisily, their little faces brimming with pride.


    A group of adults, in the midst of eating, heard these words and names, chewed their food, and showed a smile akin to a grin, with hardly an atmosphere of sadness around them.


    Greeks fear death, attributing both sleep and death to the domain of Hades.


    However, they felt differently.


    Just as the scribe had said, life is labor and a test, providing only brief rest, and at the end of the journey, death is the eternal slumber.


    After people die, the goddess of night ushers them into the Netherworld.


    There, a black river rages, carrying the pain of the living world.


    Behind the river is a vast expanse of gray plains, known as the Elysian Fields, from where two paths diverge, one leading to the abode of happiness��Elysium and the other to the abode of pain��Tartarus Hell. The departed souls receive the judgment of justice before the Court of Judgment in the Elysian Fields.


    King Minos, whom they revered, would make a fair judgment based on their deeds and crimes in life.


    Those guilty will receive various degrees of punishment in Tartarus according to their sins, while the innocent will lead a carefree and quietly happy, blissful life in the beautiful and peaceful Elysium.


    Therefore, compared to life, death was not to be feared; life was a difficult journey that needed to be endured.


    "Sister Fedra, I want to see Dad soon, can I...?"


    The boldest child made a startling query, looking up expectantly at Princess Fedra, the high priestess of the God of Wine.


    "No! Absolutely not!"


    Princess Fedra firmly shook her head, dismissing the child''s dangerous idea. She placed her hands on those tender shoulders and earnestly advised.


    "Meaningless suicide is a disgraceful act spurned by the God of Wine, for it means you''re trampling on life and rejecting the trials of living. Those who do it deserve only to dwell in Tartarus Hell!"


    "And if you want to reunite with your father in the Elysian fields, you must live your life well, wait until you''ve completed life''s journey, and then you can stand before your relatives with a proud chest, telling the judges and your loved ones that you have not betrayed the divine teachings and have not wasted your time! Do you understand?"


    The easy-to-understand teachings flowed from the young girl''s mouth. The child listened intently, word by word, and gradually had an epiphany. The look of despair in his eyes was replaced by determination, and he nodded vigorously to his priestess sister, assuring her.


    "Yes! I will surely take good care of Mom and my sister and not let Dad and the Deities down!"


    Seeing the child''s enlightenment, Princess Fedra couldn''t help but nod in satisfaction, and she patted the child''s head, filled with a sense of achievement.


    Like the Minosians who often dreamed recently, she, too, had dreams.


    In those dreams, apart from her beloved father, there was also that dim and mysterious, tall and handsome God of Wine.


    In her dreams, he often taught her some strange principles and stories, which she would then convey to her fellow Cretans.


    Fedra, with a try-it-and-see attitude, did as instructed and found that, after hearing these words, her companions'' somber spirits markedly improved. They began to emerge from their grief and confusion, and with greater courage and passion, they strove to live their lives well.


    The little one who harbored thoughts of death just now had reignited the hope for life; he was the best example.


    "Mmm, the God of Wine, he must be a very good and handsome man!"


    Looking at her fellow countrymen drinking the fine wine, dozing off in a slight daze with happy smiles on their faces, the fourth princess felt quite proud and couldn''t help but mutter softly.


    Meanwhile, the scribe upstairs, peering through the window, heard that childlike murmur and couldn''t help but shake his head, smiling wryly.


    Whether in the memories of his original form as the Orphic Sect or in the nowadays reformed Dionysian Sect, their core tenets shared one common feature.


    That was to advise people to indulge in life, not foolhardiness, to always heed the rules, and to love their own lives.


    You can choose to be a hero who accomplishes great deeds, or a traveller who conquers mountains and seas, or maybe rise with the sun and rest with its set, finding warmth in blood relations amid a plain life...


    No matter the choice, as long as you live your life well and express your true self, there is no distinction between high and low, noble and humble, and you will be worthy of the teachings of the Deities.


    These are the beliefs that Luo En, utilizing the brief intervals of entering dreams, imparted to his Dionysian high priestess, who then spread them to more people of Minos.


    The results were clearly visible. This comfort to their souls allowed the recently bereaved Minosians to quickly overcome their sorrow and throw themselves into new construction and the passing on of civilization.


    At the same time, it provided Luo En with a vast amount of power of faith, the frequently mentioned God of Wine.


    In a dimly lit room, a pale hand opened, and a rich flow of golden light gathered in its palm, almost material.


    Seeing this pleasing harvest, Luo En nodded slightly, contentedly fidgeting with the serpent-etched twelve-sided die in his hand.


    It must be said that, to make the believers accept "the divine teachings" so wholeheartedly, it was largely thanks to the efficiency of that Witchcraft Goddess in the Netherworld.


    Indeed, in just a couple of days, King Minos and the group of warriors who died in battle began to take up their posts, forming the Netherworld''s Court of Judgment, and through entering dreams, conveyed their messages to the survivors of Crete.


    With this support, the tripartite concepts of "Hell", "Purgatory", and "Heaven" that Luo En constructed also swiftly took root in people''s hearts.


    The surviving ones were more convinced than ever that everything was thanks to the "God of Wine," and they earnestly followed this benevolent deity''s guidance, shedding their mental burdens and loving their lives even more.


    Naturally, this group of ''tame lambs'' also provided the ''Deities'' with a vast and pure power of faith in the process.


    Luo En, looking down at the earth connected to the Netherworld, and then looking up at Mount Olympus concealed among the stars, curled his lips into a mocking smile.


    Fear and darkness are not the only ways to make life revere and follow;


    Warmth and light can just as willingly make moths flutter into the flame to offer themselves!


    So, it''s time to update the version of faith, old folks!

 Chapter 202 148: Lord of Hosts, King of All Kings! (11,000 words completed on Day 1)

    Outside the window, the night was dense.


    The thick power of faith spilled out from each slumbering Minosian, converging crazily towards a small house from all directions.


    Inside the house, on the bed, a deity was meditating quietly with closed eyes, as the tangible power of faith turned into golden divine liquid with his every breath, pouring into the space within his heart.


    In the vast world, a massive halo turned in the sky with a humming noise, scattering the cold and darkness, bringing warmth and light, and then illuminating the babbling streams and dense forests on the ground.


    However, regrettably, of the twelve facets of the light wheel, only two areas were glowing, casting the shadowy images of a golden bull and an azure unicorn whale.


    Therefore, most of the world was still shrouded in chaos.


    The incoming golden divine liquid, as if guided, poured into the third facet of the light wheel, tumultuously gathering in an attempt to sketch out a new holy spirit in that void.


    Yet, despite repeated attempts, that vague shadow merely had a form without spirit.


    As the rooster crowed at dawn, Luo En on the bed gathered the surrounding power of faith into his body, and then slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a long turbid breath with an expression of regret.


    It had failed again...


    Indeed, forming a divine incarnation wasn''t just about piling up sheer strength.


    The rules, or rather the authority that the gods possessed, was the crucial soul.


    That meant he would have to keep targeting those relatives from Olympus, and continue shearing their wool.


    Today was the day to judge Poseidon, and thinking of the imminent encounter with those adorable relatives, Luo En couldn''t help but lick his somewhat dry lips, feeling a faint sense of anticipation.


    The twelve facets corresponded exactly to the twelve points on a die.


    Luo En estimated that if he could fill those voids, having twelve divine incarnations, he might manage to advance and ascend to chief god, thereby illuminating the next ring of the light wheel.


    Through the edge''s light, he noticed that the next stage wasn''t twelve blank areas, but double that number: a whopping twenty-four!


    And if he progressed even further?


    Thirty-six or forty-eight?


    Due to insufficient information, Luo En couldn''t estimate.


    But he believed that as long as he could keep devouring divinity and complete his transformation, one day he would pull the gods down from their pedestals, himself standing above the hosts, and unify all as the true King of All Kings!


    At that moment, a gentle knock came from outside the door.


    Upon opening the door, there was the Goddess of the Hearth who had just prepared breakfast. She was wearing an apron, waving a soup ladle, and revealing a radiant smile.


    "It''s time to eat. Today I made your favorite lamb chops!"


    Luo En nodded and walked to the door, ready to step out of the bedroom, but inexplicably stopped in his tracks, and asked in a solemn tone.


    "Why me?"


    Hestia was slightly startled, then slapped her forehead in realization.


    "You mean attending this council of divine powers on my behalf?"


    "Just this one time?" Luo En responded, seriously scrutinizing the Goddess of the Hearth before him.


    "Haha, you caught me. From now on, all the troublesome matters that Olympus needs me to handle, you can substitute for me!"


    Hestia, having her thoughts read, scratched her head and showed an embarrassed but polite grin, candidly laying out her future plans.


    Luo En raised an eyebrow and asked with a half-smile.


    "Aren''t you afraid that Athena and I will join forces and turn all of Olympus upside down?"


    "Not afraid!"


    Hestia shook her head firmly, with an earnestness on her cute face that had never been seen before.


    This sudden seriousness caught Luo En off guard, and he involuntarily wanted to clarify the joke he just made.


    However, Hestia shook her head again, revealing that radiant smile.


    "You don''t need to tell me what you want to do. Some things, if I am unable to make the decision, might as well be left to someone capable."


    Then, the Goddess of the Hearth paused for a moment, gazed seriously at the face before her, and pondered each word she said.


    "Because I believe, everything you do will make this world a better place!"


    "..."


    Luo En''s heart trembled, and he fell into a long silence, looking at Hestia with a gaze that was astonished and also a bit shocked.


    She had actually discerned his true intent, something not even Athena might have been able to guess correctly!


    He no longer understood whether the Goddess of the Hearth before him was truly intelligent or if she had stumbled upon the truth by sheer luck.


    Or perhaps, it was a bit of both?


    "Let''s go, eat first!"


    Her cheerful voice interrupted Luo En''s whirlwind of thoughts, that radiant and pretty face wearing the same naive and charming smile as always, seemingly able to melt away all darkness and scheming. A fair hand reached out to him.


    With a sigh, Luo En helplessly extended his own hand and was obediently dragged by Hestia toward the dining hall.


    In this confrontation, the plotting side was utterly defeated.


    Because sincerity was indeed the greatest trump card.


    ~~


    An earnest breakfast was rich and delicious; Athena and Luo En ate their fill before reluctantly setting down their utensils. They left the house with the pastries Hestia had prepared for them and boarded their chariots.


    "Wait for me to return!"


    Like a departing husband instructing his wife to keep the house, Luo En left these softly spoken instructions; then he cracked the reins, and the divine horses "Xanthus" and "Balius" neighed in unison. Striding forward, they pulled the bronze chariot behind them, turning into a dazzling meteor racing through the sky, closely following Athena''s golden chariot, heading straight for Olympus amidst the stars.


    The whooshing wind echoed in their ears as the view on the ground swiftly receded and shrank.


    After about several hours of racing as if lightning-struck, breaking through the twinkling stars and pervasive mist, the two chariots descended from the clouds, arriving at a vast and majestic square.


    As the Titans were born immense in size, the architecture here was even more imposing and magnificent than the temples in the mortal world, sending forth a majestic and boundless aura that involuntarily filled the hearts of onlookers with fear and awe.


    As the chariots came to a halt, Luo En followed Athena''s indication and accompanied the Goddess of Wisdom toward the Great Temple, which stood like a massive mountain in the distance.


    "Excuse me, coming through!"


    However, barely a few steps later, a flurry of hurried shouts approached from ahead.


    A figure wearing a winged cap, flying shoes, and carrying a caduceus with two serpents, darted over from afar like a whirlwind, advancing hastily.


    Seeing this, Athena promptly pulled Luo En aside to clear the way, while softly instructing.


    "Keep an eye on your pockets."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En instinctively grew wary of the youth with a smile on his face, hastily casting several protective spells on himself and further distancing himself.


    After Athena''s reminder and the man''s signature attire, his identity was unmistakable.


    The legendary ancestor of thieves, the god of thieves and swindlers, Hermes, the God of Speed.


    As Luo En reacted, the distant shouting further confirmed his guess.


    "Damn cattle thief, stop right there!"


    His old acquaintance, Apollo, was in hot pursuit, his face turning ashen with anger as he failed to catch up with Hermes''s speed, his chest heaving violently.


    "I''ve told you, it wasn''t me! Those bull''s broken teeth, having lost much of their spirit, aren''t worth much, only you value them like treasures! What do I want with them?"


    "You know so much about it, yet you claim it wasn''t you. You lie through your teeth, thief, give back what you stole!"


    Enraged, Apollo immediately drew his bow and loosed a flurry of arrows at the erratically darting Hermes.


    But before the arrows could reach him, a gust of wind rose around Hermes, blowing the incoming arrows away.


    As the God of Extreme Speed, Hermes might not be able to best Apollo head-on, but when it came to running and saving his skin, he was confident that there were few in Olympus who could catch him.


    "Bang!"


    However, before he could revel in his escape, a golden net cascaded from the sky, ensnaring him tight.


    Suddenly, Hermes''s jubilation turned to dismay as he was wrapped up like a dumpling and heavily crashed to the ground.


    "What about the ore, divine artifacts, and a box of jewels from my warehouse? Hand them over!"


    Craftsman God Hephaestus, with his rough appearance and limping on one leg, was brandishing a large forging hammer, furiously confronting the downed thief.


    "Divine artifacts? What divine artifacts?"


    "The wings crafted by Daedalus! I barely managed to collect the fragments and had restored them."


    "A mere mortal''s creation? What do I want with that broken thing? It''s neither edible nor sellable!"


    "Still trying to deny it!"


    At that moment, hearing the dispute between the victim and the accused, Luo En''s eyelid twitched, and without any desire to stop and watch the drama, he immediately quickened his pace.

 Chapter 203 149: The Well-Endowed Are All Guilty

    "Where are my serpent fangs?"


    "And my flying wings!"


    "I really didn''t take those..."


    "Then how do you explain the silver arrows, ore, and jewels on you?"


    "Uh, found them on the road?"


    After searching a large pile of miscellaneous stolen goods on Hermes, the two victims finally ran out of patience with this god of thieves'' repeated dodges, shifting from scolding to a righteous beating.


    Hearing the thud of flesh and bone behind him, along with Hermes''s cries for clemency, Luo En, who had already put some distance between himself and the commotion, couldn''t help but mourn in his heart for a full half a second for the ancestor of thieves who had taken the blame for him.


    If he guessed right, this god of extreme speed with a kleptomaniac streak probably frequented the treasure rooms of the gods, casually helping himself to a few things, which was simply part of the routine.


    So, whenever something went missing from Olympus''s possessions, nine times out of ten, it was the work of Hermes.


    If he said he didn''t steal it, it probably meant he wasn''t beaten hard enough.


    For not only is he the god of thieves, he is also the god of trickery, and lying is second nature to him; Apollo had been a victim of his deceit before.


    Back in the day, Hermes had just been born for a short while when he stole fifty cattle from Apollo''s pen. As he drove the herd away, he would sometimes make them go forward, then back, and then sideways, constantly changing directions to confuse their tracks and make it impossible for the owner to discern the direction the cattle had gone. Fearing his tiny footprints would be discovered, he crafted a pair of large straw sandals to wear, making his tracks resemble those of a giant.


    Upon reaching his destination, he settled the herd in a distant pen, slaughtered two cattle, roasted and ate them, and then cleverly used a handful of sand to extinguish the fire, leaving no traces behind.


    A seamless performance, he was a natural-born grand sage and master thief.


    So, when Apollo caught up, even though he knew the petty thief Hermes was the culprit, the lack of evidence left him helpless and without recourse.


    Perhaps owing to these old grievances, the god of light was quite ruthless in his punishment.


    In no time, Hermes was left bruised and swollen from the beating by Apollo and Hephaestus, forced to raise his hands in surrender and agreeing to compensate for their losses, which finally brought the farce to a close.


    As the dust settled, Luo En, thinking of the half-damaged "Wings of Icarus," "Teeth of Pityon," and other anonymous items in the warehouse, couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, his mind tinged with sarcasm.


    Look at that, even Olympus has a master to balance the accounts.


    If I could extract more good stuff from the gods'' storeroom in the future, I might have to trouble you again.


    While jesting, Luo En also roughly understood the mechanism of the "Dice of Chance" blessing.


    ��Using reasonable logic and actions to alter an insignificant small probability "possibility," and then embedding it into the framework of "inevitability."


    For instance, if Hermes visited the gods'' treasure house and, after taking part of the collection, left precious items and casually tossed the unwanted loot to some corner or roadside, that gave the "Dice of Chance" an opportunity to let these objects, which otherwise would rot or vanish, eventually end up in his hands.


    Therefore, as long as he wasn''t too ostentatious, there was basically no need to worry about the aftermath of these stolen goods.


    Having confirmed the answer, Luo En confidently straightened his back and continued on towards the Great Temple.


    Along the way, with Athena''s introduction, he successively met two of the Twelve Olympians whom he hadn''t encountered before.


    One was Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, composed and dignified with an approachable and gentle temperament of a nurturing elder, but her eyes brimmed with a faint sadness, often silent, as if she had lost interest in everything.


    The other was Ares, the war god, who fit Luo En''s stereotype of a brainless brute, tall and muscular, with exaggerated sinewy muscles like cast iron, full of explosive power, acting with limbs before brain, the archetypal brute.


    However, this War God, who looks like a fierce and malevolent deity, is now being savagely thrashed by a seductive and alluring Goddess, who is chasing him down without giving him a chance to fight back.


    "What is this?" Luo En asked knowingly.


    "It''s the God of Love Aphrodite..." Athena mentioned the heroine''s divine name indifferently, and then, with a hint of schadenfreude surfacing in her eyes, she watched the commotion unfolding in front of her, "The pretty boy she keeps outside has been roughed up by a boar again. Although he was lucky enough to survive, he''s been scared out of his wits..."


    "Again?" Luo En caught a key word.


    "Yes, for the second time," Athena nodded, looking at Ares, who was scurrying away, and a mocking smile appeared on her face, "And, what''s strange is that both these boars possessed War Divinity? How odd, isn''t it?"


    As the mastermind, Luo En immediately understood and nodded in agreement, while secretly giving a salute to Ares, whose face was stamped with the marks of a beating.


    Big brother is so righteous, your grandnephew here is grateful!


    He had disguised himself with the War Divinity, transformed into a demonic boar, and attacked Aphrodite''s beau, all just to muddle the tracks.


    Unexpectedly, not only did Ares take the fall for him, but he also recreated the scene, solidifying the accusation.


    Such a good brother and great-grandfather should be tricked a few more times; not doing so would be an insult to his impressive IQ of 250.


    As Luo En and Athena were enjoying the show, two golden deer pulling a golden chariot swooped down from the sky.


    Before the chariot even touched the ground, a tall and fiery figure threw the reins aside and leaped off, her face bursting with excited laughter as she headed straight for someone in the square.


    "Bang~!"


    However, with a dull collision sound, Artemis felt the almost imperceptible cushioning against her chest and froze momentarily, her silvery eyes meeting a pair of bright purple ones, and her expression darkened immediately.


    Athena? Her again!


    But before she could react, a melancholy whisper reached the ears of the Goddess of the Hunt.


    "Don''t move! This is Olympus. Do you want to kill him?"


    "...!"


    In a flash, Artemis''s pupils constricted, realizing the hidden danger in the current situation, and the fire within her was extinguished. She came to her senses, opened her arms affectionately, and hugged Athena close.


    "Haha, Athena, long time no see. I''m so glad to see you''re alright!"


    "Me too..."


    Athena struggled to lift her slightly squished face, caught between two mounds, and forced up a smile that spoke of sisterly affection, while gritting her teeth.


    Due to the difference in height and stature, when the two embraced, Artemis, tall enough to dwarf Athena, shoved her into her bosom, and with the help of two excessively heavy "meatballs," managed to attract the resentment and hatred of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    What''s so great about an accumulation of fat? It hinders movement and seduces the opposite sex, an evil presence, right?


    While mentally criticizing, Athena tried hard to break free from Artemis''s large embrace.


    However, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Goddess of the Hunt seemed to truly see a long-lost sister and held onto Athena, refusing to let go, instead starting a warm conversation.


    With no other choice, Athena haphazardly responded and, hand in hand with her intimate "friend," walked into the Great Temple together.


    Luo En was left alone, standing disheveled in the wind.


    Since when did they become so close?

 Chapter 204 150: Sacred Robe and Holy Grail

    With Poseidon''s trial drawing near, the Chief Gods, busy courting and cavorting, made their way into the Great Temple one after another and took their seats in succession.


    However, upon seeing the unfamiliar face beside Athena in the Great Hall, several of the gods couldn''t help but frown.


    "He is Hestia''s Lesser Deity, in charge of attending the divine council meetings on her behalf. Aunt Hestia has just moved house recently and is busy researching recipes, so she really couldn''t spare the time."


    Athena explained with a light smile. Upon hearing this, the gods chuckled knowingly, their previously tense expressions melting away.


    Leaving matters to a subordinate while she took it easy��indeed, this seemed like something the Goddess of the Hearth would do.


    Realizing the importance of the present Lesser Deity in Hestia''s heart, the assembled gods smiled and nodded subtly at Luo En, showing him faint goodwill.


    Luo En reciprocated with a smile, straightened his position as a Lesser Deity, and humbly responded.


    Such an understanding and considerate behavior greatly improved the mood of the Chief Gods sitting with him, making the newcomer seem more agreeable in their eyes.


    After all, their kindness was intended for the Goddess of the Hearth, not for bonding with the Lesser Deity himself.


    But Artemis, upon hearing the news, was quite thrilled.


    If Luo En could attend the meetings on behalf of Aunt Hestia, it meant that her link with this lover would become more frequent, and they would have more ways to overtly dote on each other.


    However, not everyone was pleased.


    For a certain god of light and prophecy, Luo En''s inclusion was far from welcome; although his handsome face still held an elegant smile, his eyes brimmed with intense distaste.


    Aunt has actually delegated her authority to him? To a mere Lesser Deity who had just been promoted!


    The thought that his highly coveted object of affection valued this fellow before him so highly only aggravated Apollo''s irritation.


    Fortunately, the babble and chatter among the gods were soon interrupted by the solemn thunderous sound in the Great Temple.


    Instantly, the gods quieted down and returned to their places; the hall was silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.


    However, after waiting for a while, there was still no sign of the King of Olympus presiding over the assembly and announcing the start of the trial.


    Even Queen Hera was absent.


    Immediately, a bad premonition arose in the hearts of the gods.


    And sure enough, accompanied by a light cough from a corner, Hermes, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, arose from his seat, stepped to the center of the temple, and awkwardly announced.


    "The Father God has been preoccupied with some minor matters, hence the trial will be postponed; you may all return for now."


    Once these words were spoken, the gods understood the implication, each of them wearing an unsurprised expression as they began to leave the temple in succession.


    It did not need asking; His Majesty the King of Gods was undoubtedly out philandering again.


    And hearing the rumors, Queen Hera was most likely on her way to catch him in the act.


    The much-anticipated grand trial, having turned into such an anticlimactic conclusion, left Luo En feeling rather bemused.


    With the figures in the Great Temple gradually thinning out, he also learned of Zeus''s affair from the relentless questioning of Hermes by a few Chief Gods��Princess Antiope of Thebes.


    As night fell, the Chief Gods also left the Great Temple one by one, returning to their respective sanctuaries.


    As Hestia''s spokesperson, Luo En naturally moved into the temple of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Thanks to Athena, who was in charge and often sent people to look after it, the furnishings inside were clean and tidy, saving Luo En quite a bit of effort.


    As soon as he sat down and shut the door, Luo En took out the paper and pen he carried with him from the Magic Circle Diagram and began summarizing and categorizing what he had seen and heard during the day.


    This was a good habit he had formed since his school days.


    Princess Antiope of Thebes, that makes the seventh, doesn''t it?


    He wrote down the name on the paper, his eyes thoughtful.


    According to the prophecies of fate, Zeus would consecutively unite with twelve mortal lovers, siring demigod children, letting his bloodline rule the nations of the earth and secure his kingship.


    In order, they are:


    First, infatuated with the heifer Io, fathering Epaphus, who ruled over Egypt;


    Second, transformed into a bull to abduct Europa, fathering Radamanthys and Minos, who presided over the islands of Crete;


    Third, Pluto, the supreme bride of the ruler of Olympus;


    Fourth, became a shower of gold to become Danae''s consort, fathering the demigod hero Perseus;


    Fifth, entered into a fiery marriage with Semele, begetting the God of Wine, Dionysus;


    Sixth, taking the form of a Divine Eagle to seduce Aegina, fathering Aeacus, judge of the Netherworld and the original grandfather of the great hero Achilles;


    Seventh, disguised as the woodland satyr to possess Antiope, fathering two sons, Amphion and Zethus;


    Eighth, transformed into a swan to possess Leda, fathering the famously beautiful Helen;


    Ninth, changed into a noble stallion to pursue Dia;


    Tenth, blessed Alcmene with three days and nights, fathering the great hero Hercules;


    Eleventh, took Laodamia as his bride, fathering Sarpedon, who became the king of Lycia and a staunch ally of the Trojans in the Trojan War;


    Twelfth, beguiled Olympias, siring Alexander the Great...


    The reason he was concerned about these was that, based on the clues above, Luo En could roughly estimate the sequence of developments.


    As it stood, the world of the gods was still in the early days of humans and gods coexisting, and a long time remained before the events he was familiar with like "The Quest of the Argonauts," "The Twelve Labours," "The Calydonian Boar Hunt," "The Trojan War," and so on would take place.

 Chapter 205 150: Sacred Robe and Holy Grail_2

    That is to say, he could take advantage of these intervals when Zeus was sneaking out to have affairs and slowly prepare, nudging the development of events onto a trajectory that was advantageous for himself.


    The two battles for Crete Island had contributed two divine incarnations to him.


    Now, dealing with this group of relatives day and night, he estimated that with just a few more incidents, the remaining ten vacancies would soon be filled.


    But now, with Zeus away, who should be his first target?


    As Luo En pondered secretly, a gentle knock sounded from outside the door.


    He immediately tucked the papers and pen into the Magic Circle Diagram, cleaned up the scene, and then opened the door.


    Athena, dressed in a plain-colored gown, stood quietly outside.


    "Come with me."


    Without waiting for Luo En''s response, she pulled him out of the room and, after several turns, they entered a fiery red temple.


    As soon as he stepped inside, a scorching wave of air hit him, and the sound of constant hammering, resonating from a forging table engraved with secret inscriptions, reached his ears.


    Hephaestus, wearing an animal skin apron and with his upper body bare, swung a forging hammer, repeatedly striking a metallic embryo beginning to take shape, while ordering several metal automatons to stoke the flames, intensifying the fire.


    These metal beings were the size of a normal person, their movements full of stability and dexterity, and their obedience was extremely high.


    If not for the knowledge that he was in an age of gods, Luo En might have thought he had entered a sci-fi world.


    At this moment, sensing the approach of a familiar presence, Hephaestus immediately stopped his forging and hurriedly wiped his hands on his apron before turning to look behind him, his rugged face filled with smiles.


    "Athena? What brings you here? Is it about those 88 sets of Sacred Robes that can be bestowed upon mortals?"


    Immediately afterward, Hephaestus glanced at the barely formed metal embryo on the forging table and the scrap copper in the corner, scratching his head in slight embarrassment and distress.


    "Sorry, the order was a bit large, and many of the designs were too idealistic; I''ve only completed three sets so far, and I need to ponder over the rest a bit more."


    With that, the God of the Forge commanded the metal automatons beside him to open the underground treasury and bring out three half-human-height gold metal boxes.


    The star charts painted on the exterior of the boxes corresponded one-to-one with the constellations of Olympus, and an aura that was imposing, sharp, or cryptic emanated from them.


    As one of the automatons pressed a mechanism in the center of a box, a sound of metal scraping ensued, and the entire metal box automatically disassembled, dividing into a breastplate, arm guard, skirt armor, crown, and other pieces, which flew onto the automaton, merging with it to form a full set of armor.


    Watching the scene before him and the gorgeous armor that matched his memories exactly, Luo En''s gaze passed over the stack of familiar drafts on the table and he fell prostrate in admiration of the unattractive and even ugly God of the Forge before him.


    The Sacred Robe had actually been brought to life by this guy! Impressive!


    Indeed, the design drafts of these items had come from Luo En''s own hand.


    When Athena had procured a large quantity of materials from the God of the Sea''s temple, it was to craft a batch of Divine Artifacts to enhance the strength of her warriors and avoid a repeat of the Crete Island debacle.


    Upon receiving this news, he had volunteered to participate in the design of each set of armor and proposed integrating the armor''s internal Magic Array with star charts to draw on the power of the stars and amplify the user''s abilities.


    Athena, skilled in embracing new ideas as the Goddess of Wisdom, naturally agreed to the proposal and even worked with Luo En to refine the initial designs.


    After several revisions by Athena and practical applications by Hephaestus, the Sacred Robe, which had previously existed only in Luo En''s imagination, was gradually realized.


    And when the automaton clad in the Sacred Robe exhibited several times the combat power it had before, Athena nodded in satisfaction, first praising her friend''s forging skills, and then, with a wave of her hand, she gathered the three gold metal boxes into the opened Magic Circle Diagram and spoke with a smile.


    "We can put aside the matter of the Sacred Robes for now, I would like you to take some time to craft a Divine Artifact for him."


    As she spoke, Athena pointed to Luo En behind her, stating the purpose of their evening visit.


    Hephaestus, hearing this, couldn''t help but show a troubled expression.


    ```


    "Artifacts for mortals are fine, but if you''re to forge weapons for the gods, the Father God...,"


    Luo En caught the look Athena passed to him and understood immediately. He took the feather from Thetis out of the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to Hephaestus.


    Upon seeing the feather and sensing the familiar essence on it, Hephaestus''s expression became serious. He stopped making excuses, and instead started to examine Luo En carefully.


    The blacksmith god lingered on that handsome face for a few seconds, as if realizing something. Then he struggled to squeeze a friendly smile onto his rugged face, with his attitude turning unexpectedly warm.


    "Little brother, tell me, what kind of divine artifact do you want me to create for you? I will do my very best to help you!"


    When Hephaestus offered to take care of everything so grandly, Luo En didn''t hesitate to reveal his prepared design, handing it over to the master craftsman.


    "This? Are you sure?"


    The usually stern-faced Hephaestus looked astonished after checking the design for a moment.


    It was a large, wide-mouthed cup entirely golden in hue, its rim decorated with peculiar runes, and its solid gold base inlaid with 28 pearls, 2 rubies, and 2 emeralds.


    Through the blacksmith god''s estimations, the cup stood 5.5 centimeters tall with a 9.5 centimeter diameter and a 3 millimeter wall thickness. Including the base, the cup had a height of 17 centimeters and a width of 14.5 centimeters...


    So, it''s a wine cup?


    Hephaestus had thought Athena brought this young man to see him late at night with an item from his foster mother Thetis, potentially to create something dangerous. He had even prepared excuses for future use.


    But this was it?


    For a moment, Hephaestus was utterly nonplussed and regarded the person before him with a somewhat strange look.


    Under the light of the fire, Luo En smiled sheepishly and began to explain.


    "My divine office is God of Wine..."


    "Oh, I see now."


    Hephaestus suddenly understood, and the last bit of caution in his heart dissipated like smoke.


    After all that, he was just here to have a wine-serving vessel forged.


    God of Wine, huh?


    Hephaestus gave the new, still somewhat green deity before him a brief once-over, with a hint of disdain appearing in his eyes.


    Olympus had several lesser deities of service every year, and this one was probably just another worthless one.


    Well, just repay the favor and have nothing more to do with it, he thought.


    Without giving it much more thought, Hephaestus asked for the detailed specifications for the commission and, true to his dedication to perfection, saw the two off before closing the door and immersing himself wholeheartedly in the creation of the new divine artifact.


    Looking at the tightly shut fiery red temple doors, Luo En shook his head.


    According to Athena, once Hephaestus secludes himself, it would be at least ten days to half a month before he appeared again.


    No wonder his household''s chariot was always full of passengers, and he was clueless about it.


    Luo En made a self-mocking comment and followed Athena around the Love God''s palace, whose sounds of male and female gasping could faintly be heard, before separating at the temple of Hestia.


    As he watched the Goddess of Wisdom walk away, Luo En yawned and pushed open his own door, stepped into the bedroom, and prepared to experience his first night on Olympus.


    However, as he lifted the covers, a vast expanse of enticing whiteness met his eyes, and he couldn''t help but gulp down saliva at the sight of the tender lamb on the bed.


    "Artemis?"


    ```

 Chapter 206 151: Dont Refuse, Dont Initiate, Dont Be Responsible

    "Luo En~~"


    Upon seeing the figure she yearned for so close at hand, the Goddess of the Hunt let out a joyful cheer and threw her fiery body into her lover''s embrace.


    Through the thin underwear, Luo En could clearly feel the youthful and vivacious body beneath the fabric, and a fire began to burn in his chest, his breathing becoming heavy and ragged.


    But before his desires could flare into an uncontrollable blaze, the last remnants of Luo En''s reason allowed him to maintain a rare moment of clarity. He quickly held down the squirming Artemis in his arms and whispered nervously into the ear of the huntress.


    "Have you lost your mind? This is Olympus! If someone discovers us, we might not have enough reaction time to bluff our way out like before!"


    "When I came here, I left no trace, and I''ve set up a barrier outside, ensuring no one will find out."


    Artemis first whispered her explanation, then pointed to the round moon outside the window.


    "And besides, today is the 15th..."


    Luo En immediately understood, licked his somewhat dry lips, and the fire in his eyes grew hotter.


    As the Goddess of the Hunt, tracking prey and concealing her own movements was Artemis''s divine authority. Even a cautious person like himself hadn''t noticed the huntress successfully sneaking into his bedroom.


    Not to mention, with all the issues occurring daily in Olympus, pinpointing a single deity was exceedingly difficult.


    Besides, the 15th, the night of the full moon...


    It meant that even if they did something naughty, after waking up, the Power of the God of Love within Artemis would help her recover to her original state, easily concealing the past.


    However, to be on the safe side, he immediately borrowed a bit of the Bull''s authority and infused it into the ground beneath his feet, weaving new safety measures.


    As the divine embodiment of Crete Island, the Bull, aside from possessing "Strength", could also make use of the terrain to create a "Labyrinth" effect to some extent.


    Additionally, Luo En felt this wasn''t secure enough, so he activated the God of Chance''s divinity from the Twelve-Sided Die to further mask their fate.


    Having quickly completed all this, Luo En''s mind became clear, and he immediately lifted the soft jade in his arms and walked briskly toward the bed in the bedroom.


    After such a long wait, he was truly hungry; it was indeed time for a good meal.


    Facing her lover''s dominance, the beautiful and valiant Goddess of the Hunt was like a little white rabbit stripped of all its armament and edge, allowing him to carry her to the bed.


    Her compliant golden hair spread out on the pillow like clouds and waterfalls; her long eyelashes trembled slightly as her eyes gently closed.


    Seeing this highland flower from the woods in a position that invited him to partake, Luo En could no longer restrain himself. He pounced on the bed, ready for a naked confrontation.


    However, just as they were about to cross swords, Luo En''s shoulder was abruptly pressed down, halting the commencement of battle.


    This time, the resistance was from Artemis.


    "No good, someone is going to the temple to find me!"


    "?"


    "Apollo!"


    In an instant, the two figures on the bed were both shaken internally, feeling weak in their hearts, and hastily dressed and cleaned up the scene of their crime.


    "It''s too late, we can''t make it!"


    As Artemis sensed that her beloved brother was getting closer to her own temple, she became increasingly anxious and panicked.


    Even if she hurried back at top speed at this moment, it would probably be difficult to slip into her own temple unnoticed under Apollo''s watch.


    In her urgency, Artemis became more frantic, and a fine, cold sweat even broke out on her snow-white forehead.


    "Don''t panic, I have a way."


    Just as the huntress was becoming somewhat at a loss, the murmuring in her ear once again brought her a familiar sense of security.


    With a few quiet mutterings, the huntress suddenly saw a light before her eyes.


    Then, two figures, one behind the other, slipped out of Hestia''s temple.


    ~~


    At the same time, in front of the Hunting God''s temple.


    Apollo looked at the great hall immersed in darkness, silent and still, his face unconsciously showing a trace of surprise.


    She''s resting so early? Isn''t she typically a night owl?


    Just as this thought emerged in the God of Light, who was about to step on the stairs and knock on the door, an abrupt voice came from behind.


    "Lady Artemis, are you asleep?"


    Instinctively turning around, Apollo was shocked to see a figure he greatly disliked and knitted his brows deeply.


    "What are you here for?"


    "Oh, Lady Hestia asked me to inquire when Lady Artemis would have time to visit her new home. She''s a bit bored living out there all by herself."


    Luo En maintained his smile, unapologetically using Hestia''s name as a shield, as the lies came easily to his lips.


    Apollo glared coldly at the man before him, his gaze dark and brooding.


    "Why not during the day?"


    "Just arrived in Olympus, too many things to handle, accidentally got delayed until..."


    "Bang!"


    Before Luo En could finish, a flash of golden light instantly arrived; a single hand grabbed his loose collar and pinned him firmly against a nearby column, producing a dull thud.


    Apollo, with a gloomy expression, leaned close to Luo En''s ear and whispered ominously, his disgust and wariness in his eyes unhidden.


    "I warn you, don''t set your sights on my sister! Otherwise, you''ll die a very ugly death!"


    "Uh, I''m just here to deliver a message..." Luo En quickly raised his hands to show his innocence.


    "You''d better be!"


    ```


    Hearing that innocent reply, Apollo nodded, but his gaze remained icy cold.


    "However, I hope you stay the hell away from my sister in the future. Do you understand?"


    "For that, you might want to ask Lady Hestia and Lady Artemis. I''m just a lesser deity and certainly don''t have the authority to make decisions for the chief gods."


    Luo En smiled as he responded, an innocent look on his face.


    The meaning of his words was clear��he knew his place and was behaving properly, but what transpired between the gods and what the Goddess of the Hunt thought was none of his business.


    In plain terms, it was a classic noncommittal response, often found amongst the statements of playboys��


    ��that is, they neither reject, take initiative, nor take responsibility...


    Barely detecting the underlying meaning, Apollo''s hand, which was grasping Luo En''s collar, couldn''t help but tighten its grip as he pulled him closer and hissed a warning through clenched teeth.


    "You''re going to get her killed! When that happens, I will make sure you die with her, and even Aunt Hestia won''t be able to protect you!"


    In the midst of speaking, the proud God of Light looked at the detestable smile before him, immediately feeling an uncontrollable surge of anger, his fists crunching tight.


    "Hey, what are you two doing here?"


    Just as the tension between them was becoming palpably sharp, a cheerful voice came from behind.


    At the sound of that familiar voice, Apollo jolted, turned his head to look at his sister standing under the moonlight, her face clouded with suspicion. He forced a smile, awkward yet polite, and released the collar he had been holding, patting Luo En on the shoulder with a warm tone.


    "We were discussing inviting you out hunting tomorrow."


    As he spoke, the God of Light gave Luo En a warning look.


    "Yes, exactly."


    Luo En nodded, readily playing along, maintaining the unchanging smile on his face.


    "Lord Apollo was even thinking of inviting me along."


    Instantly, Apollo''s hand on Luo En''s shoulder stiffened.


    However, upon hearing this news, Artemis couldn''t help but beam with delight, her face alight with joy.


    "Really? Good, the Father God doesn''t know when he''ll be back, and you haven''t visited my sacred place yet. Let''s all go to Arcadia tomorrow!"


    "Uh, sure..."


    Apollo kept up his strained smile, stiffly nodding, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed dead flies.


    He had been planning to get rid of this troublemaker to avoid any mishaps, but his opponent had played a counter move, entangling himself with his sister.


    Truly courting death!


    The God of Light in the darkness glowered slyly at Luo En beside him, then immediately turned to face his approaching sister Artemis, switching to a warm smile and changing the subject.


    "By the way, sister, weren''t you in the temple just now?"


    Artemis nodded, stretched languidly under the moonlight, a look of contentment on her face.


    "I woke up too early and couldn''t sleep, so I took a walk and had a bath in the Sacred Pool."


    Apollo saw the lingering dampness on his sister''s body and the golden hair spread out behind her, and without suspicion, nodded slightly.


    Meanwhile, Luo En and Artemis also exchanged a silent nod under the cover of the night, conferring.


    One was responsible for intercepting Apollo, creating some conflict, while the other took the opportunity to clean up all traces and scents, making a timed entrance to intervene...


    Thus, Apollo naturally wouldn''t suspect that the pair before him had just been intertwined, almost ending up in bed together, due to his preconceived notions.


    But after a brief moment of calm, the God of Light was the first to speak up.


    "Sister, it''s getting late, and since we''re planning to go hunting in Arcadia tomorrow, you should rest early. We won''t disturb you any longer."


    With those words, he pulled Luo En by the shoulder, feigning a close relationship, intending to drag this nuisance away from his sister''s sight.


    "See you tomorrow, Lady Artemis."


    Luo En waved goodbye, stopping Artemis from saying anything further, then added with a smile,


    "Also, Lady Hestia asked me to give you a message, hoping you''ll visit her new home when you have time."


    With matters beyond her control, Artemis reluctantly nodded, watching as the two men walked away, then turned to close the door, slipping into her bed, muttering in annoyance,


    "Apollo is such a nuisance!"


    Meanwhile, in Olympus Square.


    As soon as they were out of the Goddess of the Hunt''s sensory range, Apollo instantly changed his demeanor, disdainfully shaking off his hand, and looked haughtily at the lesser deity before him, reminding him coldly once more.


    "I''m warning you, better behave yourself, remember your place, and don''t try any tricks on me!"


    "Very well, Lord Apollo, have a good journey, I won''t see you out."


    Luo En maintained his usual smile, waving as the God of Light walked away, then leisurely returned to Hestia''s temple.


    As he stepped from the dark courtyard into the bright domain, Luo En''s smile grew even more brilliant, a hint of peril brewing within.


    Thinking of laying hands on me again?


    It seems you really don''t like me, and you like it even less that I''m mingling with your sister, dear nephew...


    Well then, you shall be the first...


    With his silent murmurs, the temple''s defensive charms were reactivated. In the glow of the light, the figure sat at the table, pulling out a twelve-sided die from his person, idly playing with it.


    The die rumbled and rolled, as if in tune with the owner''s mind, revealing a number pattern made up of sundry sunbeams on top.


    6?


    Luo En paused for a moment, then his lips curved up in a pleased smile.


    ```

 Chapter 207 152: Gods sit at home, pots come from the sky

    The next day, Olympus.


    Early in the morning, Artemis, dressed in her hunting attire, excitedly arrived at Hestia''s temple to call for Luo En.


    When Luo En heard the noise and came outside, he saw not only the smiling Goddess of the Hunt but also her bothersome little brother-in-law trying hard to maintain a strained smile.


    Noticing that the God of Light seemed less than cheerful, Luo En decisively moved closer to Artemis''s side, to prevent Apollo from finding an opportunity to make a move on him.


    Unfortunately, Athena was busy finalizing the details of forging 88 sacred robes and testing the combat effectiveness of a few finished products, so she was unable to leave her work.


    Otherwise, it would have been possible to bring her along to Arcadia to provide support and keep a constant eye on the somewhat unsteady God of Light.


    But this was just as well; Luo En couldn''t always be under the protection of the Goddess of Wisdom. It was better to get some practice in order to better integrate into the large Olympus family.


    Moreover, Athena was too clever; trying to pull any stunts under her watch required caution and was too troublesome.


    Compared to the Goddess of Wisdom, whose mind was as complex as a honeycomb, most of the Greek gods Luo En had encountered, as well as the ordinary people from the city-states, were naively (easily deceived) adorable.


    After making up his mind, Luo En packed his things, readily accepted the invitation to leave, and proudly joined the team of his host, Artemis.


    As for the arrival of her lover, the Goddess of the Hunt could not have been more pleased and directly handed over the task of driving the chariot to this Lesser Deity, as they rode together in one vehicle.


    The nineteen spurned hunting nymphs could only follow reluctantly, striding on their long legs behind the chariot, traveling on foot.


    Apollo, watching the outsider who had actively seduced his sister, could not help but have fire in his eyes. He quickly drove his golden chariot to catch up with them, to prevent them from doing anything inappropriate on the way.


    Suddenly, the nine Muse Goddesses who were accompanying them were all left behind, only able to follow the nineteen hunting nymphs with sorrowful looks, hastening on their journey by invoking their divine power.


    Luckily, the abode of the gods, Mount Olympus, and the Arcadia region, considered a sanctuary of Artemis, are both located on the Peloponnesian Peninsula, not far apart from each other.


    Thus, a group of delicate goddesses did not suffer too much from the long journey. It only took a few short hours of travel to arrive at their destination.


    As the chariot came to a halt in the woods, Artemis extended her hand to help Luo En down from the chariot, and without rushing into her favorite activity of hunting, took on the role of a host and accompanied her long-distance lover for a casual stroll through the secluded valleys and riverside, introducing him to the environment of Arcadia and its past, while reminiscing about her memories left in these lands.


    "Arcadia" originally arkadia, with "ark" meaning to avoid or escape.


    Initially, it was a wilderness. Legend has it that at that time, with people oppressing and exploiting one another, along with divine calamities from the gods and ravages from magic beasts, many fled to this land with their families to start anew.


    Gradually, city-states were established here, transforming it into a sanctuary suitable for herdsmen, hunters, and mountain dwellers.


    And Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt who blessed their livestock to thrive and their hunts to be fruitful, became the mainstream guardian deity of this region.


    Besides that, this was also the birthplace of Hermes, the Divine Envoy, and the worship of Pan, the son of Hermes, spread throughout Arcadia.


    It was unclear if it was the latter two who spoiled the local customs, or because it was a gathering place for mountain folk, thieves, hunters, and refugees, but the local customs were quite fierce.


    If their hunts were disappointing, the hunters of Arcadia would even dare to whip the statues of the gods.


    As a result, the "Arcadia" brimming with vitality and burgeoning with life also became synonymous with being uncivilized, looked down upon by other Greeks.


    The few thieves Luo En had encountered on the Formless Island were heroes produced from this very paradise.


    However, it''s worth mentioning that in the future, Arcadia would also have another translation: "Utopia"...


    Luo En, combining memories from the future and conducting cross-temporal field archaeology, revealed an ironic smile as he looked at the vast forests and secluded valleys from which magic beasts occasionally leapt out, baring their teeth at him.


    After a brief moment of tenderness, Artemis, seeing that the accompanying nymphs and Muses had gradually arrived, had no choice but to adjust her mindset and start the formal hunt.


    It must be said, Arcadia, as the sanctuary of the Goddess of the Hunt, was rich in wild fauna and flora, and magic beasts with divine bloodlines were also common.


    But for ordinary people who might find them threatening, these beasts had no choice but to flee before two Chief Gods and a bunch of Lesser Deities.


    In an instant, the entire Arcadian Mountains were in chaos, with a plethora of wild animals and magic beasts dragging their families to escape, and birds startled from the woods not returning to their nests for a long time.


    By dusk, the beasts that saw the bullies who had invaded the mountains finally settled down and began to set up camp, make fire, and cook.


    The once noisy forest finally regained some semblance of peace.


    As night fell deeper, the aroma of meat filled the air around the warm fire. Luo En passed the roasted meat and mushroom soup to the accompanying nymphs and Muses in turn.


    His exquisite cooking skills had the goddesses savoring every bite, lavishing in praise, losing their reserve and feasting heartily.


    Having underestimated the goddesses'' appetite, the game meat hunted during the day was sufficient, but the spices and seasonings Luo En had prepared were completely consumed.


    ```


    Under the hopeful gaze of the Nymphs and Muse Goddesses, Luo En could only get up helplessly, grab his own Golden Hound, and prepare to look for some wild substitutes for spices.


    After following the river for a short distance, Luo En found a modest harvest and was ready to return and feed the group of goddesses who were waiting to be fed.


    "Woof~!"


    Unexpectedly, the Golden Hound, which had stuck its head into the bushes searching for mushrooms, suddenly let out a wail of frustration and quickly retracted its head, bouncing and leaping back to its master.


    Something there?


    A flicker of surprise crossed Luo En''s brows as he stood and approached the bushes, parting the spreading branches with his hands, to then surprisingly discover a swaddled baby lying quietly on the dried leaves, its bright tea-colored eyes curiously sizing him up without the slightest fear.


    In that small snow-white hand extending from the swaddling clothes clutched a bunch of pale yellow dog hair.


    Looking down at his dog whimpering by his feet and the noticeable patch of missing fur around its neck, Luo En, as an irresponsible owner, couldn''t help but stifle a chuckle.


    Who would have thought the mighty Golden Hound, which had eaten Poseidon''s sea dog pills, could be bullied by a little girl who hadn''t yet emerged from her swaddle?


    "Little girl, I didn''t realize you were so fierce," Luo En said as he bent down to gently lift the baby from the ground while he playfully tickled the infant girl''s tender cheek, laughing softly.


    Whether irritated by the teasing or truly hungry, the fussy infant bit down on the finger playing on her face, gnawing with force.


    However, as she had not yet grown teeth, Luo En''s finger wrapped by the baby''s small mouth felt not pain but a tingling sensation.


    The utterly ineffective counterattack only made Luo En want to laugh more. He looked up, surveyed the surroundings to make sure they were alone, and then, with pity flashing in his eyes, he looked down at the swaddled child in his arms.


    It appeared that this was likely a baby abandoned in the forest by parents who didn''t wish to care for it.


    However, judging by the fabric and pattern of the swaddle, it seemed the child''s family was not of poor status. Surely, they hadn''t abandoned her because they couldn''t afford to keep her?


    Just as Luo En was feeling puzzled, the sound of faint movements in the air caught his attention. He squinted sharply and planted his feet firmly on the ground, the invisible halo turning behind him and the golden silhouette of the [Bull] enveloping him in an instant.


    "Clang clang clang clang!"


    Accompanying the clear sound of metal clashing, several bronze arrows shot out from the darkness were bent upon impact and repelled.


    "Who''s there? Come out!" Luo En called out, holding the infant and shouting sternly as he stomped furiously on the earth.


    Immediately, the virtual silhouette of the [Bull] let out a low bellow, its hooves trampling the ground, sending a robust divine power trembling through the earth and spreading outward.


    The trees along the path toppled thunderously, and chaotic hoofbeats came from the darkness.


    Bathed in the silver light of the full moon and peering through the dust, Luo En distinctly saw hundreds of creatures gathering around him��they had the lower body of a horse with four hooves; the upper body of a human, wearing bronze armor, and wielding bow, arrows, and axe.


    Centaurs?


    The name of these creatures flashed through Luo En''s mind, darkening his expression.


    Centaurs, also known as Centaurs, were hybrid descendants of the gods that existed during the era of Titan King Cronus, residing in the mountainous and wooded areas of Thessaly and Arcadia, situated in central and eastern Greece between Mount Pelion and the Aegean Sea. They were infamous for their violence, lust, love of fighting, and raiding. They often invaded human settlements and abducted beautiful members of the opposite sex to their dens for mating.


    Thus, during the Age of Greek Gods, they were notorious among the tribes.


    What irked Luo En was that Centaurs, due to their promiscuity and lust, were portrayed by poets as followers of Dionysus, the God of Wine...


    There were also the satyrs and the god Pan, notorious for their lechery, who were said to be his vassals...


    It feels like I''m at home minding my own business, yet I''m being blamed for things falling from the sky.


    What do I have to do with these damned creatures? Don''t try to pin the reputation of lecherousness and drunkenness on me, alright?


    While Luo En was silently complaining, a rough and awkward common language came from the darkness.


    "Male... don''t kill... ahead... settlement... lots of women... take them back!" one of the centaurs, with a golden helmet and a large stature that suggested he was the leader, ordered in a hoarse voice.


    As the indigenous inhabitants, they had become aware of the commotion caused by those foreigners early on.


    With so many beautiful aliens coming to their doorstep and blatantly setting up camp, it would be a shame not to extend a proper welcome to these lovely outsiders during the night, in true Arcadian fashion.


    ```

 Chapter 208 153 Tower Meow: As Long as Theres a Male Mom

    The Centaurs gathered around snapped back to their senses, with several of them raising their swords, shields, and spears to break ranks and charge forward with wicked smiles, ready to skewer this obstacle in their path and then hurry to indulge in the beautiful females who had trespassed into Arcadia.


    "I knew it; these four-legged nuisances have nothing to do with me..."


    As the Centaurs holding their weapons charged, the recently appointed God of Wine stepped forward while cradling the infant in his arms.


    "Moo!"


    The moment the two sides clashed, a dazzling golden light burst forth in the enemy ranks, transforming into the phantom of a golden bull. It let out an angry low roar, and the surging Divine Power sent the charging Centaurs flying with blood spraying and bones shattering. They were reduced to twisted lumps of flesh, thrown backwards.


    The crimson blood sprayed in a trail, and several Centaurs lay dying in deep pits, letting out pitiful screams and wails.


    However, this did not instill fear in the remaining Centaurs but instead ignited their innate ferocity.


    "Kill them, kill them all!"


    The Centaur with a golden helmet brandished a huge axe, and his body erupted with the golden glow unique to deities, bellowing as he led the charge.


    The rest of the hundreds of Centaurs eagerly seized their weapons, following suit with excited cries.


    The ground shook with thunderous vibrations as the collective charge of the Centaurs swept over like a tidal wave towards the solitary figure in the center.


    In the face of this thundering spectacle, the infant in Luo En''s arms felt no fear but instead leaned out with big tea-colored eyes, curiously gazing forward with a giggle.


    "Quite brave, aren''t you? Seems like you''ll be quite the handful in the future!"


    Luo En ran his finger along the little girl''s nose and teased her with a smile before securing the infant in front of him, freeing up both hands to dive into the enemy ranks like a tiger amongst sheep.


    Wherever he went, the surrounding Centaurs were either blown away by terrifying brute force with shattered innards, disarmed by adept techniques and killed with their own weapons, or manually toppled, ending up dead under the trample of their peers...


    In an instant, what the Centaurs thought to be a mere raid turned into a scene of utter carnage, with heavy casualties.


    Seeing the bloodshed around him, the little infant in Luo En''s arms laughed even more joyously, her face flushing with excitement as if thoroughly enjoying the intense battle.


    "Die!"


    Witnessing his subordinates being slaughtered, the Centaur leader, adorned with a golden helmet, could no longer contain his rage. He cleaved a hapless Centaur that obstructed his path in two, then swung his axe blade directly towards Luo En''s forehead.


    But the powerful strike that should have split open the enemy''s skull stalled in mid-air, motionless.


    "Is that all?"


    Luo En glanced up, examining the axe handle stuck in his hand, and shook his head with a scoff.


    Perceiving the mockery in that expression, the Centaur leader roared in fury, invoking his Divinity to its limit, vowing to crack open that detestable two-legged sheep''s skull.


    However, the resistance he expected to meet vanished abruptly.


    The Centaur leader, overexerting himself, plunged headlong into the ground, tumbling forward into the pit.


    But before his dazed head could lift from the dirt, a foot stomped down mercilessly, severing the Centaur leader''s neck without hesitation.


    The pain of broken bones and suffocation allowed the creature to taste the shadow of death, causing it to struggle frantically.


    Luo En smiled faintly, casually picked up the bronze axe the Centaur leader had dropped, and swung it forward.


    "Pff!"


    Accompanied by the hot gush of blood, a large and ghastly head tumbled into the pit, its dilating pupils stared at the night sky with fear and lifelessness.


    Having dealt with the Centaur leader who was a somewhat credible threat, Luo En dropped the blood-stained axe, looked around at the Centaur carcasses, and couldn''t help but shake his head with a sneer.


    "With such meager skills, you still dreamed of raiding the camp ahead? Truly brazen. Don''t you know those women are ones even I dare not provoke?"


    After giving a brief glance at the group of four-legged creatures, Luo En casually snapped his fingers, invoking the Divine Rhythm of the Bull.


    The churning soil buried the scattered corpses and blood deep into the earth.


    Their flesh would become food for worms and nourishment for plants next year, a form of returning to nature in another sense.


    After the simple clean-up, Luo En dusted off his clothes and walked towards the camp hidden in the secluded valley.


    ~~


    "What took you so long?"


    As soon as he sat down, Artemis, with a face full of concern, pressed him for an explanation.


    "Ran into some trouble..."


    Luo En did not hide the truth, recounting the Centaur attack he had encountered.


    "Those filthy beasts!"


    Hearing that the quadrupeds had dared to target them, the Goddesses were instantly fired up, wishing they could dig up the bodies and lash them once more.


    Artemis''s lovely face darkened with fury as she declared that come morning, she would reduce the Centaur population in Arcadia.


    The Nymphs and Muses beside her also raised their hands in enthusiastic agreement.


    Looking at the group of Goddesses bristling with killing intent around him, Luo En couldn''t help but mourn for the unfortunate Centaurs for a few seconds.


    "Who did you think you were robbing? Why mess with this bunch of tigresses?"


    An original guardian deity of the Centaur tribe shook his head in secret and without hesitation, abandoned the idea of subduing this beastly alliance.


    If his Dionysian Sect was to develop and grow smoothly, it definitely needed to weed out the undesirable elements and not just accept any trash.


    So, no salvation was coming. Just wait for death!


    After mentally issuing a death notice to the beasts, Luo En immediately undid the swaddling clothes on his chest.


    In an instant, a small head emerged eagerly, sniffing with its tiny nose and crawling toward Artemis''s embrace, burrowing chaotically into the deep ravine within.


    Caught off guard, the Goddess of the Hunt shuddered and quickly held down the infant''s small head, her face flushing as she asked.


    "Where did this come from?"


    "Uh, found it..."


    Luo En promptly responded, explaining the events, then cleared his throat and suggested.


    "Looking at her, isn''t she hungry?"


    "Hmm, she should be..."


    Artemis nodded subconsciously, slightly annoyed as she glanced at the little one who had left a big patch of drool on her chest, then turned to issue commands to the surrounding Nymphs.


    "Find some breast milk for this child."


    Breast milk?


    For a moment, the Nymphs of the hunting temple, who had sworn to chastity, looked at each other with puzzled faces.


    Where could they find such a thing nearby? They couldn''t even squeeze any out for themselves.


    "It doesn''t have to be human. A lactating mother animal will do."


    Luo En reminded them gently, and the Nymphs suddenly realized, quickly forming groups to search the nearby forest.


    In no time, the domineering huntresses of the forest brought several lactating mother animals, with their young, to the camp.


    There were mother bears, goats, and even wild boars...


    And as these trembling mother animals were herded over, the little one, smelling the scent of milk, wriggled out of Artemis''s embrace and squirmed into the embrace of one of them.


    It was a golden-haired lioness, which had recently suffered the pain of losing her cub due to a hunter''s pursuit.


    Perhaps because Artemis was present, the lioness behaved very submissively, not only did she not resist the closeness of this human cub, but she also opened up her belly to start nursing.


    The starving infant lay on the lioness''s soft belly, latching onto the teat, and suckled greedily on the sweet fluid.


    Seeing such a charming sight, the maternal instinct surged among the Goddesses, each yearning to hold the child and show affection.


    However, after the little one had its fill of milk, it looked around and then burst into giggles, crawling back into the arms of its male mama.


    Luo En smiled wryly, stretched out his arms helplessly, and gently picked up the baby.


    "It looks like she really likes you."


    Artemis sat down next to her lover, watching the baby''s delicate and spirited face, smiled, and gently wiped the milk foam from the child''s mouth.


    Perhaps influenced by the Goddess''s kindness, the little one''s bright eyes opened wide, and she babbled, hugging Artemis''s fingers to her chest before finally falling soundly asleep.


    A wondrous warmth and rhythm flowed from the fingertips to her heart, and the Goddess of the Hunt, moved on impulse, looked hopefully at her lover.


    "I like this child too. So, why don''t we... you, could you help me adopt her?"


    She was a virgin Goddess pledged to chastity, and even if she bravely broke through the shackles to taste the forbidden fruit with her beloved, their relationship could never be exposed to daylight.


    It was also unlikely that she could bear children for her beloved.


    Rather than regretting it later in agony, it was better to take this heaven-sent child as their own and nurture her as the bond of their love.


    Plus, with this little one fostered by her lover, she would have a justified reason to visit (and meet secretly) and engage in intimate actions without arousing suspicion.


    Hearing the implication in those words, Luo En immediately understood Artemis''s intention, nodded with a smile, and willingly handed the fortunate little one into the arms of the female hunter.


    "Alright, Lady Artemis, then you should give her a name."


    Artemis took the swaddling clothes, gazed at the face brimming with spirit, thought carefully, and spoke with a smile.


    "Atalanta, let''s call her Atalanta."


    Then, the Goddess kissed the baby''s forehead, and the rhythm of divine power surged into the girl''s body, bestowing upon her the hunting God''s blessing from nature.


    After the ceremony ended and the now quiet infant returned to his arms, Luo En looked at the little girl sleeping soundly in the wrap, clutching his finger, and couldn''t help but be amused.


    Atalanta, the abandoned princess of Arcadia, who vowed chastity to the Goddess Artemis and achieved great deeds during the "Calendon Hunt", winning many honors. She also took part in the famed "Argonaut Expedition", a female hero renowned for her archery and speed.


    Reportedly, Peleus, the father of Achilles and a great hero, also lost to this beautiful huntress in a test of strength.


    It was her? Now that''s hitting the jackpot.

 Chapter 209 154 The Long and Arduous Journey of NTR

    The night deepened, and a cool breeze wafted through the valley, while bright bonfires danced joyously in the darkness.


    With the addition of fresh ingredients and seasonings, more delicious food was quickly grilled to perfection, and the gods feasted to their hearts'' content.


    And Luo En, the God of Wine, also took the opportunity to bring out his newly brewed grape wine, sharing it with the two Chief Gods and the surrounding Nymphs and Muses.


    To this newfangled drink named "wine," Apollo initially showed disdain, but with the strong recommendation of his sister, Artemis, he could not pull a face in public, and could only reluctantly take a few sips.


    After a few glasses, the sweet and robust taste, along with the delightful sensation of slight intoxication, caused the God of Light to close the mouth that was ready to criticize, and the frequency of his toasting gradually increased.


    Though he harbored complaints against a particular eyesore, as a self-proclaimed highbrow God of Art, his taste was still impeccable.


    Besides, even if he had a mind to find fault, those Nymphs and Muses with flushed faces from drinking wouldn''t heed his advice.


    After three rounds and five toasts, the goddesses who tasted the beauty of wine for the first time gradually began to look a bit tipsy, their behavior and attitude becoming more indulgent and unrestrained.


    Among them, the most changed were undoubtedly the nine Muse Goddesses, who were always graceful and composed in public.


    Under the influence of divine wine, the nine graceful girls let loose, sometimes forming groups of three or two to dance wildly in front of the fire; at other times, they raised their glasses, singing loudly in discordant voices; and sometimes they frolicked and played with the surrounding Nymphs.


    For a time, clothes billowed, and glimpses of pale skin peeked alluringly through the drapery of their gowns, creating a rather eye-pleasing spectacle.


    Luo En leaned against the bonfire, taking great interest in admiring the beautiful scene before him, and with a touch of mischief, handed Atalanta in his arms a cup of his wine.


    Amidst the teasing laughter of a certain mischievous deity, the rambunctious little girl, her face flushed red, promptly fell asleep, bringing even more joy to the spectators.


    However, amidst the lively and noisy atmosphere, Apollo''s face grew increasingly displeased, particularly dissatisfied with the unrestrained behavior of the nine Muse subordinates.


    As the God of Art, he staunchly believed that art was refined, aesthetic.


    Not reliant on a seductive figure and a beautiful voice to perform flirtatious dances and sing off-key songs, like the wild frolicking and tomfoolery happening before him.


    They were, in essence, desecrating the word "art"!


    ��It was all this guy''s fault!


    The God of Light cast a look of dissatisfaction at the instigator nearby, his heart filled with displeasure.


    Sensing the familiar gaze filled with hostility and disdain directed at him, Luo En laughed it off, continuing to raise his cup and wholeheartedly cheer for the Muses who were dancing around the area.


    Art in its earliest form was simply a way for life to entertain itself, with no distinction between highbrow and lowbrow.


    Similarly, The Nine Muses, born from art, were not always the stately and graceful ladies they seemed to be now.


    Hesychius recorded in "Greek Dictionary" that the Muse Goddesses were once called "frantic" or "stormy" because they were once dominated by Dionysus, the God of Wine, and also served as his companions during his wanderings. As a result, the Muse Goddesses were portrayed as madcap young girls, ready to tear someone to pieces at a moment''s notice, akin to an original version of the maenads. Hence, Dionysus, who led the Muse Goddesses in their wild frenzy, was given the title Musagetes, meaning "Leader of the Muses."


    Later, the Muse Goddesses needed to be reformed, and were thus governed by Apollo, the God of the Sun and Art, and so the title of Musagetes was passed on to him. Apollo deemed the Muse Goddesses'' wild and crude behavior not fitting his refined and cultured demeanor, but the Muses were highly adaptable. Under Apollo''s leadership, they became noble in sentiment and graceful in demeanor, much like Apollo himself.


    But their nature remained unchanged; they could be provoked, they could surrender to joy induced by external substances,


    They were not mere puppets or cultural symbols shaped by others but a group of beautiful, elegant, and lively young artistic goddesses in the secular sense.


    Therefore, when Luo En offered them wine and they drank it, these Muses, who had been repressed under Apollo''s command for so long, took advantage of their intoxication to reveal their true nature.


    And in the midst of pure joy, the wine god, brimming with smiles, was clearly more approachable than the sullen God of Light, always ready to engage in art criticism.


    Even so, a daring Muse considered pulling Luo En from his seat to dance with her.


    However, seeing the Goddess of the Hunt playing with a sharp arrowhead nearby, her smile subtle, and the God of Light with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, an of sign impending thunderbolt in his brow, the audacious Muse sobered up significantly and hastily retreated in fear.


    And so, the road to Ntr was long and arduous.


    Luo En, having witnessed everything, mumbled to himself.


    "Boom!"


    Just as the party''s atmosphere was becoming increasingly exuberant, a dull explosion came from the dense forest in the distance, stirring up clouds of dust and black smoke.


    Instantly, the chatter at the site ceased abruptly, and the gods tensed up, reflexively revealing their Divine Artifacts and entering a state of alert.


    "Don''t panic!"


    Luo En looked towards the direction of the explosion, waved his hands, and explained in a deep voice.


    "It seems my magic traps set up outside have been triggered?"


    "?"


    The gods looked at the Wine God in astonishment and bewilderment.


    Luo En smiled and said, "Remember the Centaurs that ambushed us on the road earlier? I was worried that tonight some strange things might emerge from the mountain to disrupt us, so I set up some magic traps in the outskirts just in case."


    Speaking of which, he kind of wanted to complain about the vigilance of these Nymphs and Muses.


    Setting up camp without even placing a single sentry or magic trap, if it weren''t for their considerable strength and having two Chief Gods backing them up, Arcadia''s mountain people and Magic Beasts would''ve certainly given them a taste of the locals'' warm hospitality.


    The Centaur tribe that nearly reached the camp just now was the best example.


    While it wasn''t a serious danger, being harassed all night long would indeed spoil the fun a bit.


    However, as Luo En was silently criticizing them in his mind, the Nymphs and Muses seemed to catch another key point from his words, big question marks popping up in their minds.


    Some?


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    As if to confirm their suspicions, a series of explosions echoed from the distant valley entrance, easily in the hundreds.


    Mixed in was the faint sound of a miserable scream.


    At this, the Nymphs and Muses'' gaze toward the God of Wine in front of them gradually took on a bizarre shade.


    At this moment, Luo En, the focus of everyone''s attention, pointed towards the smoky valley entrance and kindly reminded,


    "That, by the looks of it, it seems to be headed towards us and it''s not a wild beast..."


    That group of four-legged animals?


    Suddenly, the thoughts of the gods turned to this possibility, their faces chilled, they promptly, with the wine still surging through them, grabbed their Divine Artifacts and hurried toward the valley entrance.


    Tsk tsk, what can I say, quite pig-headed indeed...


    Luo En sighed at the genuine customs of Arcadia while silently mourning for the unlucky fellows who''d stumbled into the line of fire.


    And a quarter of an hour later, the Nymphs, skilled in hunting, dragged a strange creature that kept flailing and begging for mercy into the light of the campfire.


    "Baa~! Stop a moment! Stop a moment! Don''t hit me, I''m going to die if you hit me anymore..."


    The creature had a human-like head and torso, Goat''s legs, horns, and ears, was holding its head with both hands, issuing a cry similar to a goat''s bleating, its fur charred in many places, and its rear had been struck by an arrow, looking rather pitiful.


    Seeing the peculiar appearance of the captive under the firelight, Artemis, sitting in front of the fire, was taken aback.


    "Pan? Why is it you?"


    Pan is the pasture god in Greek mythology, son of Hermes, overseeing shepherding, nature, and the rural wilderness, accompanying the natural Nymphs, belonging to the natural deities of Arcadia.


    Legend has it that its existence is quite ancient, having appeared during the era of the Titanomachy, and in Greek mythology, the half-man half-goat Pan symbolizes creativity, music, poetry, and love, as well as being a sign of panic and nightmares.


    But this creature is extremely lecherous by nature, often hiding in the bushes, waiting for Nymphs to pass by, then approaching them madly seeking love��an almost habitual delirious pervert��so its reputation among the gods, especially female deities, is not exactly good.


    "Lady Artemis?"


    At this moment, hearing that somewhat familiar voice, the god Pan in the net almost burst into tears with excitement, hastily explaining,


    "I heard that a group of hunters with extraordinary grace arrived in the forests of Arcadia, so I specially came to pay a visit, but accidentally triggered the traps outside and before I could react, I was caught by the Nymphs who came out of the woods..."


    As he spoke, the half-man half-goat god Pan glanced at the fierce-looking Nymphs around him and grimaced as he sought Artemis''s help.


    "My lady, please tell them to stop, if they don''t stop I won''t have much good skin left..."


    Having drunk a little, the group of hunting Nymphs showed no mercy at all, beating and kicking this unknown creature that intruded before the camp, venting their excessively vigorous energy.


    Seeing that the visitor was Pan, the son of Hermes, who had once diligently gifted her a pack of hunting dogs, the Goddess of the Hunt was lost whether to laugh or cry, subconsciously raising her hand, wanting to order her Nymph attendants to unleash the net.


    "How so? You don''t take the main road when you visit?"


    At this time, accompanied by a nonchalant teasing voice, Luo En walked forward with a grin, curiously poking Pan''s goat horn.


    The magic traps he set, of course, could not be plainly placed on the main roads, blocking the entrance and exit of his own side, so they were essentially tucked away in hidden nooks.


    Artemis slightly raised her brows, dropped the hand she had lifted, and looked at Pan with a more scrutinizing gaze.


    "I wander around the mountains of Arcadia hundreds of times a day, not caring about which are main roads or paths. Besides, I was originally following the torchlight and heading forward normally, but then I heard the beautiful singing of the Muses along the way and got too enchanted, accidentally turning into the woods beside me..."


    The god Pan pleaded his case, interlacing it with a few compliments and after recounting the earlier part of his story, he suddenly turned his tone, with an inexplicably aggrieved expression, to complain,


    "Who knew that someone had laid out so many magic traps inside, I nearly got blown up at my doorstep."


    Planting so many magic traps at someone else''s doorstep and almost blowing up the homeowner does seem a bit unsporting, doesn''t it?


    Instantly, the Nymphs and Muses couldn''t help but turn their gaze toward a certain instigator.

 Chapter 210 155 Pans Labyrinth

    "Hehe, it seems like an accident."


    Seeing the brunt of the problem shifting toward her beloved, Artemis quickly interrupted, waving her hand to let the nymphs release the unfortunate fellow who had been caught in the blast.


    As soon as he was free, Pan knew better than to linger on the previous topic and cheekily asked to join the feast instead.


    Out of consideration for Hermes''s feelings and the recent accident, everyone reluctantly nodded in agreement, accepting the goat-headed visitor.


    However, since the nymphs and Muses present were all about appearances, they naturally felt some repulsion toward the oddly-faced Pan and kept their distance from him.


    This left Pan, who had been hoping to get cozy with these beautiful goddesses, feeling rather dejected.


    Fortunately, although he had no opportunity to approach the beauties, tasting the camp''s delicious food and sweet wine helped to alleviate his sour mood somewhat.


    After three rounds of wine and a variety of flavors from the dishes,


    a light drunkenness rose within him. Pan looked around at the youthful and beautiful nymphs and Muses, unable to restrain himself from licking his lips, then with a shrewd glint in his eyes, he rose from his seat and walked over to Artemis by the fire with a big smile, eager to ingratiate himself with the Goddess of the Hunt.


    "Lady Goddess, I have recently raised a new batch of hunting dogs, some of which are top-notch. Now that you are here, how about I offer some to you as a gift?"


    "Really? Where are they? Let me see!"


    As soon as she heard this, Artemis immediately perked up, her eyes gleaming with excitement.


    Scratching his head, Pan chuckled sheepishly.


    "They''re at my temple, quite a distance from here. It would be remiss of me to make you go all the way there."


    Then, Pan quickly changed the subject, grinning innocently as he suggested.


    "How about this? You send someone with me to bring the hounds here to the camp, so you can choose for yourself."


    Meanwhile, as he spoke, his glowing goat''s eyes in the darkness shifted toward the crowd of nymphs behind Artemis.


    Feeling a vague discomfort as those goat''s eyes scanned over them, the nymphs instinctively sought help with pleading eyes directed toward their Chief God.


    However, Artemis, slightly tipsy, had her mind filled with the word "hounds" and carelessly muttered, "Well then..."


    "I''ll go." At the same time, Luo En, who was sitting nearby, stood up, blocking Pan''s view, and volunteered.


    He then gave a playful kick to the Golden Hound circling around him, teasingly saying, "Just in time, this feisty fellow here could use a companion."


    Watching the innocently whining dog on the ground, the nymphs, who had been somewhat anxious, were relieved and covered their mouths, chuckling softly.


    And as for the request from her lover, Artemis was naturally amenable. She smiled, nodded in agreement, and like a housewife awaiting her husband''s return, she took Atalanta into her arms from Luo En and watched him leave.


    However, compared to the other gods who were still immersed in merriment, Pan was not feeling too pleased.


    He had offered up his hard-earned hunting dogs solely to have a chance to bring along a pretty nymph for company.


    Instead of charming a beauty, he was accompanied by the very same jerk who''d almost blasted him to pieces.


    What a mood killer!


    The half-goat god internally grumbled, then glancing back at the smiling, handsome god behind him, he felt a surge of irritation and swiftly quickened his pace, moving with haste through the dense forest.


    Hmph, if you want to take my hounds, you''d better have the skills!


    As Pan sneered to himself, he tapped his shepherd''s staff on the ground, sending out unseen rhythms.


    The path in the darkness seemed to grow more treacherous, and the surrounding vegetation appeared ominous and contorted, like serpents writhing in the shadows. The entire woodland transformed into a living labyrinth.


    After a few twists and turns, the footsteps of his follower began to fade, as if blocked by some unseen force, and Pan''s face revealed a crafty smile.


    In Arcadia, he was not only the Pan, but he also ruled over nature, forests, and the fields. He could use his will to turn the land into a labyrinth to confuse and trap enemies, making them lose their judgment and display their foolishness in fear.


    Since you embarrassed me in front of those beautiful goddesses and spoiled my plans, it''s only fair that you have a taste of hardship too.


    When day breaks, if you end up losing even your own companions and fail to return with the hounds, you''ll have no face to report back to Lady Artemis!


    But just as the half-man, half-goat deity was looking up with a self-satisfied sneer, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and his body stiffened on the spot, looking utterly flabbergasted.


    Under the bright moonlight, a figure leaning lazily against a boulder stretched and turned back to smile, asking.


    "Had enough rest? Shall we go on?"


    "Oh, right... good..."


    Pan nodded blankly, hurriedly moving past the figure to lead the way again.


    Damn it! What just happened? How did this guy get ahead of me?


    Unexpected developments threw the satyr''s mind into chaos, leaving him utterly baffled.


    But soon after, more gloom and rage surged into his heart, fueled by the alcohol.


    How could a mere lesser deity, who came out of nowhere, easily break through my labyrinth! It must be an accident! Definitely an accident!


    With resentment and skepticism in his heart, Pan once again quickened his pace, running and leaping through the mountains like an agile goat.


    Meanwhile, the shepherd''s staff he continually struck against the ground silently awakened the will of the forest, causing plants and terrain to grow wildly and deform, forming layers of forest labyrinth that blocked the moonlight from above, in an attempt to trap the figure following behind in this dark prison.


    Now, let''s see you...


    Pan, having pulled ahead by some distance, glanced back subconsciously, ready to admire his handiwork, but the excitement and smugness on his face once again froze.


    That guy was still there!


    And he had closed the distance to less than seven steps.


    His pride, the forest labyrinth, hadn''t hindered him at all. How could that be?


    Seeing the bewildered lamb in front of him, Luo En couldn''t help but smirk with mockery.


    Of all things to choose, he decided to try and trap me with a labyrinth.


    Back on Crete Island, Athena frequently locked me in the labyrinth and beat me up.


    Compared to the Goddess of Wisdom who could easily slice through space and reshape the foundation, Pan''s maze, which could only manipulate the landscape to create some obstacles and amplify fear, was child''s play.


    Moreover, the "Bull" power I had contained part of the labyrinth''s authority from Crete Island.


    As long as I ignored the changes in the environment, following the earth''s energy and the unmistakable goat smell on Pan, I was unlikely to get lost.


    "How much further? You aren''t lost, are you?" Luo En joked.


    Hearing the mockery from behind, the persistent Pan gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.


    "Fear not, you won''t be able to keep up!"


    With that, Pan tore off his disguise and poured divine power into his legs, stepping out on his unique cloven hooves and transforming into a gust of wind, speeding through the forest.


    Being the progeny of Hermes, the God of Speed, a talent for velocity was his birthright.


    Especially in his home turf of Arcadia, Pan was confident not many could easily catch up with him.


    However, after several glances back, his heart turned cold.


    The unknown lesser deity behind him was exuding an overwhelming divine power that roared like a high-speed chariot, following closely at an uncompromised speed.


    Accompanied by the dull roar of the earth, the distance between them closed relentlessly.


    Finally, when his opponent caught up once more, Pan gave up entirely, slowed down voluntarily, and squeezed out a fawning smile as he went to eagerly greet him.


    "There''s no rush, we''re almost there."


    "Where?" Luo En didn''t pay much attention to Pan''s attempt at closeness, looking around with a faint smile.


    Pan coughed awkwardly, and his shepherd''s staff struck the ground, prompting the dense underbrush to move, creating a fissure in the mountain rock.


    This moss-covered, luminescent plant-lined passageway led straight into the dark bowels of the mountain.


    Seeing the tough lesser deity hesitate to enter, Pan hastily grinned ingratiatingly and bowed as he led the way.


    "It''s inside, I''ll show you."


    Luo En didn''t rush to enter but instead looked at the caprid deity, with a smile that was not quite a smile.


    This half-man, half-goat figure, with horns on his head and split hooves, had a particular name in medieval Europe and subsequent Christian cultures.


    �� that is, demon, or the embodiment of Satan.


    �� Lies and deception are often the standard for such creatures.


    Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed behind Pan, his lips curling up in the darkness into an amused arc.


    Centaur...


    Pan...


    Things are getting more interesting.

 Chapter 211 156 Tricking the Demon Lamb

    Following Pan''s footsteps, about a hundred steps inward, the scenery suddenly opened up; a natural valley came into view.


    Rippling waters, green shade spread all around. Snow-white sheep grazed in the valley, robust horses strolled leisurely on the hillside, and a hundred plump bulls and cows gathered by the clear stream to drink... Livestock of all sizes, numbering in the thousands, filled the valley with vibrant life, everything in good order.


    And as soon as any animal left its specific activity area, dozens of hunting dogs scattered at the mouth of the valley or perched above would dash over like the wind, barking wildly to herd the stray back to its place, diligently guarding the property entrusted to them by their master.


    With such a heroic stance, one could tell they were excellent hunting dogs.


    "Dang~~"


    Accompanied by Pan at the entrance of the valley, who gently tapped his shepherd''s staff on a rock at his feet, dozens of hunting dogs came at the sound, surrounding their master with wagging tongues, making a joyful racket.


    "Look, these are all fine dogs I''ve carefully trained!"


    The half-man, half-goat shepherd, with pride written all over his face, opened the Magic Circle Diagram, and amidst Luo En''s strange gaze, he adeptly fed some fresh mutton to the beloved dogs by his side, and then pointed proudly to a few of the most ferocious ones as he introduced them.


    "These are the best ones; Princess Artemis will definitely like them. I plan to offer all of these to Her Excellency!"


    "Alright, I will present these on your behalf to Lady Artemis."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, raising his hand to lead a few of the chosen hunting dogs from Pan''s hand, and he amiably suggested.


    "However, you got hurt tonight, it''s inconvenient for you to travel far, best stay in the temple and rest well."


    However, upon hearing this, Pan''s expression changed instantly, and he quickly stepped forward, blocking Luo En''s way to the cave entrance.


    "No!"


    "Don''t trust me?"


    Looking at Pan standing before him, Luo En smiled slightly, patted the other''s shoulder, and revealed a warm smile.


    "Don''t worry, it''s just delivering a few hunting dogs; I can handle it."


    Feeling the overpowering strength on his shoulder which left half of his body somewhat numb, Pan''s face stiffened, filled with regret inside.


    Indeed, the little trick he played on the road was still held against him by this fellow.


    Eventually, under Luo En''s somewhat mocking gaze, Pan struggled to force out an expression uglier than crying and sheepishly revealed his true intent for his eagerness.


    "Actually, I also wanted to take this opportunity to ask Lady Artemis for the hand of one of the Nymphs under her command as a wife."


    Indeed, unbidden generosity suggested ulterior motives.


    As a descendant of Hermes, this lustful goat certainly wouldn''t be offering his hard-earned hunting dogs without a scheme.


    The beautiful Nymphs under Artemis''s command were the reason Pan came knocking.


    Luo En listened to the shepherd''s plot with a smile, then slowly began to speak in a deep voice.


    "Do you wish to die?"


    Stimulated by these words, Pan''s face instantly darkened, bearing a gloomy expression.


    "What do you mean by that?!"


    "Lady Artemis and the hunting Nymphs by her side have all sworn to chastity. Even the King of Gods, Zeus, was expelled for laying hands on a chaste Nymph. Yet you plan to use a few hunting dogs to take away one of her hunting Nymphs, making her break her vow willingly..."


    Luo En glanced at Pan with a deep and meaningful look as he countered.


    "So, are you more honorable than His Majesty the King of Gods, or is your head harder than the arrows of the Goddess of the Hunt?"


    At this remark, Pan was taken aback, fear and hesitation flickering in his eyes.


    He was lecherous but not stupid; he clearly understood the underlying warning in Luo En''s words.


    Artemis wouldn''t give away one of her Nymphs for a few hunting dogs.


    Moreover, if he indeed angered her, the Goddess of the Hunt might shoot him on a whim, as if he were a rabbit.


    He didn''t possess the noble status or the strength of the Divine King, and he might end up sacrificing himself without gaining anything.


    But then, the image of the Nymphs'' graceful figures and beautiful faces by the firelight flashed through Pan''s mind, and he couldn''t help but offer a reluctant defense.


    "Lady Artemis has already accepted my gift; shouldn''t she reward me in some way?"


    "You could try and see whether she wishes to reward you with a Nymph or with an arrow!"


    Luo En rolled his eyes at the lecherous goat, whose bad intentions were clear from the start, and retorted coldly.


    "Don''t say I didn''t warn you, do you know why there are only 19 hunting Nymphs left with Lady Artemis when there were originally 20?"


    "Why?" Hearing that ominous voice, Pan involuntarily swallowed in his dry throat and asked,


    "Rumor has it that an Ocean Nymph named Olla encountered someone from the Sea of Okeanos near Sicily, and well, the Sea Beasts of the outer sea were almost hunted to extinction, even Occhanos, the father of monsters, became war booty."


    Thinking of the recent hunting gathering of Apollo, Artemis, and Athena, as well as the rumors about the Sea of Okeanos and the now imprisoned Lord of the Seas, Pan felt a chilling dread.


    Just for touching a Nymph, could it have blown out of proportion like that?


    "Of course, I''m just saying, believe it or not, it''s not my business, anyway."


    Saying this, Luo En threw the dog leash back into Pan''s hands, acting as if he had no involvement in the matter.


    But when it came time for Pan to make the decision, the lascivious shepherd revealed his timid side, holding a few hunting dogs and hesitating to step out of the cave.

 Chapter 212 156 Tricking the Demon Lamb_2

    "Heed my advice, just pretend nothing happened, finish this jug of wine, and have a good dream."


    Luo En advised solemnly, casually taking off the wine jug from his waist and tossing it to Pan behind him, releasing goodwill.


    The fickle-faced shepherd god caught the wine jug, took several hefty gulps, and grumbled discontentedly with his neck stiffened.


    "So all my offerings have been in vain?"


    In his hands though, he clutched the dog leash unwillingly, showing no intention of parting with his beloved hounds, seemingly not ready to bear another loss.


    Luo En disdainfully glanced at the shepherd god, who was lustful, stingy, cunning with a hint of cowardice, and snorted coldly,


    "If you really want to marry a beautiful goddess, it''s not completely hopeless."


    "What way?!"


    The moment he heard this, Pan sprang to life, staring intently at the man before him.


    Luo En rolled his eyes, unenthusiastically reminding,


    "Why insist on those untouchable nymphs? Aren''t there marry-able goddesses present?"


    The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional.


    "The Muses?"


    Thinking of the Muses'' unrestrained dances and joyful songs, Pan''s eyes sparkled, and a new train of thought opened.


    "Right! They are far more beautiful than the nymphs, and their figures! Marrying one would be even better, wouldn''t it?"


    The lustful half-man, half-goat deity became more excited as he spoke, with a gleam in his eyes as if a fierce fire was burning in his heart.


    However, just as Pan was lost in his fanciful thoughts, Luo En once again poured a bucket of cold water over his overexciting brain.


    "Heh, even if the Muses are marriageable, it doesn''t seem like it''s your turn, does it?"


    "What do you mean? You''re looking down on me?" Pan''s eyes reddened as he panted heavily, his face filling with indignation.


    "I''m merely stating a fact." Luo En spoke languidly, "They are Apollo''s lesser deities. That God of Light is not only handsome, but his accomplishments in music, poetry, and medicine are unparalleled. In what aspect can you outdo him to make him willingly give up one of his own?"


    "..."


    Upon hearing this, Pan was at a loss for words.


    Being recognized as a male god on Olympus, Apollo was not merely a figurehead. To think of winning a beauty from that God of Light was nearly a fool''s dream.


    "Unless..."


    At the turn in the conversation, a glimmer of hope once again sparked in Pan who had just deflated, he eagerly looked at the man in front of him.


    Yet, Luo En didn''t respond, simply spreading his hands behind him.


    Immediately, Pan got the hint, awkwardly smiled, and quickly handed back the dog leash with careful attention.


    But after receiving the dog leash, Luo En still didn''t speak, his gaze on Pan even more full of contempt.


    "Haha, that was just something entrusted to you to deliver to Lady Artemis. Surely the journey wasn''t meant to be in vain!"


    Realization dawned on Pan, and he forthrightly spoke.


    "What caught your eye on my farm? Feel free to choose!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s expression instantly cooled, and without hesitation, he grabbed the dog leash and walked towards the cave entrance.


    "Stop, stop!"


    Pan, seeing the situation going south, hurriedly stepped forward to hold back Luo En who was trying to leave, then fumbling over himself for a while, he bit his lip and took out two glossy black ram horns from the opened Magic Circle Diagram.


    These were his cast-off divine objects, filled with the rich Divine Power of the shepherd god, originally meant to be kept for forging his own Divine Artifact.


    Now, in order to win a beauty, he had to painfully part with these valuable items, handing them over as a gesture of thanks for advice.


    Seeing the miserly lustful goat finally willing to cut a slice of his own flesh, Luo En contentedly took the ram horns and nonchalantly spoke.


    "You want to marry a Muse, but it''s not impossible. Challenge that God of Light to a wager, with marriage to a Muse as the stake. If you win, you get her."


    "Why would he agree to such a contest?"


    "Of course, he will. As long as you challenge his authority in his field of expertise, like music, poetry, medicine... one of these."


    Upon hearing these words, Pan''s eyes lit up, nodding as if struck with realization.


    True, considering the God of Light''s proud nature, he would never tolerate outsiders questioning his proficiency.


    But Pan, naturally suspicious, still harbored concerns.


    "But what if he doesn''t agree?"


    "Then first question his authority, then propose a contest; once the dust settles, you can make your conditions."


    "What if he refuses to honor the bet?"


    "That''s why you have to win squarely, and not only in his area of expertise, to leave him no room to argue. If you''re still unsure, then find some witnesses."


    Luo En rolled his eyes at Pan and waved his hand wearily, yawning as he headed for the cave entrance.


    "Alright, I''ve got to deliver these hounds. Whether to try or not is up to you."


    With that, he led the hounds out of the valley, and his figure gradually disappeared into the deep night.


    After seeing off this newly ascended deity, Pan recalled the Muses'' fiery figures and beautiful visages, his mouth dry and his tongue parched as he took several large swigs of wine.


    Voices, tangible and not, echoed in his mind, a hot surge rising from his abdomen and storming his sheep-brain.


    Muses, oh Muses! Such beautiful goddesses, why should Apollo monopolize them all!


    If only he could set the wager and best that fellow, everything could be his!


    Pacing the cave, Pan murmured to himself, his eyes glowing red in the darkness, slowly conjuring confusion and mania until with a heavy thump of his shepherd''s staff to the ground, a smug, cold smile spread across his face.

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    That''s right, in some aspects, I could certainly hold my own!


    Meanwhile, outside the vine-covered cave, Luo En carefully checked the hounds by his side, then turned his head towards the restored stone wall, a smirk curving his lips.


    His wine was not so easily enjoyed, for it was infused with the madness of his Divinity.


    So, little lamb, you''d better hold on a little longer.


    ~~


    The next morning, at dawn.


    A sound of rough hooves and the loud neighing of warhorses awakened everyone from their sleep.


    Centaurs? An attack?


    In an instant, everyone was on alert, rushing out of the camp.


    However, amidst the tense atmosphere, they saw Pan, who had visited the night before, arriving at the camp early in the morning.


    Moreover, he was leading dozens of magnificent warhorses behind him.


    "Lord Apollo, last night I only had time to select a gift for Lady Artemis, and I forgot to prepare one for you. So today, I have brought the warhorses that I''ve carefully bred as an offering to you," Pan said.


    Seeing the smiling sheepish face before him, and the warhorses behind Pan, Apollo was at first taken aback, but then he wore a pleased expression and nodded slightly in satisfaction.


    Although he didn''t care much for the shepherd god''s little gesture, it still irked Apollo that he, the brother, had been ignored in favor of his sister.


    However, since Pan had already shown a humble stance, the displeasure in Apollo''s heart eventually dissipated.


    Not bad, just as discerning as his thief father had been.


    Originally, Hermes, the God of Speed, had offended the God of Light by stealing from him.


    Nevertheless, Hermes eventually bowed his head, admitted his wrongs, and offered Apollo a lyre he made from a tortoise shell, seeking his forgiveness. Apollo, delighted by the beautiful sound of the lyre, happily accepted it and forgave Hermes.


    From then on, Apollo possessed the lyre, becoming the deity of musical arts. Also as a result, they forged a friendship that combined kinship with companionship.


    Likewise, Apollo once sought to help Hermes secure a residence on Mount Olympus but had to get consent from Hera, the queen of the gods who always harbored jealousy against Maia, Hermes'' mother. To persuade Hera, Apollo went in person to plead with her. In order to persuade Hera successfully, he transformed Hermes to look like her son, Ares, the War God. Ultimately, Hera was moved by Apollo''s words and agreed to let Hermes enter Mount Olympus.


    One could say that Hermes owes his current status to the assistance of Apollo, making them a classic example of turning conflict into friendship.


    If Hermes'' son could show the same discernment, Apollo would not mind bestowing some blessings, making his path as a god smoother.


    As Apollo was pondering this, Pan stepped forward with a sheepish grin, rubbing his hands together.


    "Lord Apollo, my father has always spoken very highly of your musical talent. I happen to have a bit of skill in music as well," Pan said.


    "Oh? Is that so?" Apollo laughed, neither confirming nor denying.


    "It just so happens that you are visiting Arcadia today, and I would like to take this opportunity to learn from you," Pan continued, his sheepish grin persistent. As he saw that Apollo was not angered, a subtle slyness flashed in his downcast eyes, hard to notice.


    "If I am lucky enough to win against you, let''s not speak of other things; I only ask that you promise to give me a small gift," Pan said.


    Win against me in music? With your skills?


    At the moment the words were spoken, Apollo''s eyes narrowed, and an air of pride washed over his handsome face, completely oblivious to the so-called "small gift."

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    "Very well, your father Hermes is also a deity well-versed in music theory, let''s see how much you have learned as his son."


    Apollo nodded and smiled in agreement, his demeanor was calm, but his words betrayed a superior''s test towards a junior.


    Clearly, in the eyes of this god of arts, the little lamb before him was merely looking for a reason to learn from him and had no qualification to compete with him on equal footing.


    The so-called "challenge" and "victory" were thus out of the question.


    As such, he did not mention what would happen after the victory.


    While these actions were exactly what Pan had hoped for, Apollo''s inherent pride still left the pastoral god seething with resentment.


    Just wait, you''ll regret this!


    While Pan inwardly scoffed, he maintained a humble demeanor and pulled out his most prized musical instrument from his bosom.


    It was the pan flute called "Syrinx," made of reeds.


    Just like Apollo''s lyre and the laurel wreath upon his head, it was made from the essence of a nymph transformed into a plant; thus, when the music played, a natural divine power would emanate, enchanting the listeners into rapture.


    It appeared that, at least in terms of instrument material and certain tastes, he shared some hobbies with the God of Light.


    Glancing at the group of beautiful Muses behind Apollo, Pan turned his pale yellow goat eyes and proposed with a naive smile.


    "Lord Apollo, since this is a competition, shouldn''t we invite a judge to arbitrate according to the standards of the Olympic Games?"


    To this, Apollo confidently nodded, gently struck the strings of his lyre, and golden ripples spread into the forest.


    Soon, accompanied by the rustling of branches and the dragging sound of vines, the campsite was surrounded by ancient trees that had gathered unknowingly.


    In the center, the thickest of the old trees squeezed out an aged face with many wrinkles, gestured a slight bow to the audience with its branches, and presented a kind smile.


    "Lord Apollo, I have understood your intentions. If you don''t mind, let this old one and the spirits of the forest serve as an audience today to judge your and Pan''s performance to see who excels."


    The forest god Themis, an ancient deity from the Arcadian Mountains.


    Through the long years, he and his followers had witnessed much history and often acted as judges, settling disputes.


    Seeing that the judge he had called was now present, Apollo smiled and nodded in agreement. He waved his hand to gather earth and rocks, creating a spacious competition field and spectator seats before the campsite, then gracefully bowed backward.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats."


    The Muses and nymphs invited as the audience were immediately thrilled. They linked hands and settled in groups, eagerly waiting for the competition to begin.


    Apollo''s reputation as the "God of Arts" had long been widespread in Olympus, and his performances were considered divine music by many a deity listener.


    But as time passed and his divine authority solidified, the God of Light had rarely performed in public.


    Now, on this journey, having the chance to witness Apollo play personally, the nymphs and Muses were naturally filled with anticipation.


    As the hasty crowd passed before the campsite, leaving Pan alone, he opened his mouth, then ended up offering an embarrassed smile and quickly bending his back to follow onto the stage.


    Watching the ignored little lamb and that strained smiling goat face, Luo En shook his head to himself.


    He was now beginning to sense the depth of Apollo''s arrogance.


    Although it was a competition, the God of Light had never considered Pan, his challenger, significant from beginning to end. Whether the venue, the judge, or the manner of conduct, he had not once sought Pan''s opinion, acting solely on his own.


    And for the opponent, to be ignored was the ultimate insult.


    But at this moment, none of the surrounding deities seemed to care about Pan''s feelings; they were wholly focused on awaiting Apollo''s exceptional performance.


    "Since the contestants are in place, let''s begin."


    Themis, the forest god seated in the judge''s chair, lifted his staff and struck the ground, signaling the start while he brushed aside the tree branches beside his ear, ready to listen intently to the performances of the two gods.


    "I''ll go first!"


    Feeling slighted by being upstaged by Apollo, Pan, with some resentment, stepped forward on the stage, invoked his divine power, and began to play his pan flute, attempting to amaze everyone with his proud musical talent.


    Divine power surged, air resonated.


    The mournful and desolate sound of the pan flute emerged from the slender openings, touching the listeners'' hearts, as though bleeding them dry until their hearts would fail and lead to death. Yet, the music was exceedingly captivating, seemingly offering a beautiful death amidst deep emotion.


    The reason for the music''s mournfulness stemmed from his unrequited love for the nymph Syrinx.


    Rejecting his advances, the beautiful deity had rather transformed into reeds than meet him.


    Heartbroken, Pan not only created the pan flute from the reeds she had become but also meticulously composed a poem in her honor.


    Goddess who roams the meadows,


    Your face is a ripple on the water light and free.


    Here the green grass forms our bed,


    A natural place for you and me to lie.


    I''m madly in love with you,


    Forgetting the world''s fame and wide expanse.


    I seek only to embrace you,


    But fate shatters my dreams.


    The reeds sway in the autumn wind,


    You are the sorrow I must not hold...


    As the pan flute''s low hum filled the silence, the unvoiced confession poured into the ears of the audience, and they seemed to follow the melody into the afternoon sun, witnessing the pastoral god''s sad love.


    This proud country tune of his possessed an unparalleled power to evoke emotions.


    And with the final notes ceasing, silence reigned over the field.


    Sorrow and compassion grew uncontrollably within them; the looks from the nymphs and Muses to Pan softened, tinged with shared grief and sympathy, with some even shedding tears for the pitiful pastoral god.


    It must be said, Pan''s musical attainment is truly deserving of admiration, he has reached the stage where music resonates as the voice of the heart.


    But...


    Luo En glanced at the nymphs and Muses immersed in the sad atmosphere, his eyes narrowed slightly, a sneer hidden in his gaze.


    Thinking to use Authority to influence the audience''s minds, attempting to gain an advantage and win by trickery, wasn''t this a bit too disrespectful to the Chief God present?


    "Ding~!"


    At that moment, a delightful sound of the harp echoed through the venue, jolting the audience out of their sorrowful state and restoring clarity to their eyes.


    In a daze, the audience, gradually coming to their senses, the more they pondered the story within the music, the more they felt something was amiss.


    The object of affection had already made a clear rejection, yet the pursuit continued forcefully, even driving her to the point of abandoning her sense of self��what kind of love was that?


    It was nothing more than beastly lust from failing to obtain what one wanted!


    After a moment, the goddesses who had originally harbored sympathy and pity for Pan couldn''t help but glare at this goat-headed simpleton with undisguised contempt.


    And Pan, who had pulled a sly move expecting to be cheered by everyone, instantly turned red in the face amidst the hissing and scorn, his hazel goat eyes sneaking a look at Apollo next to him, seething with annoyance and anger.


    The God of Light on the stage appeared to be casually tuning the strings of the harp in his arms, plucking a few more delightful notes, then smiling as he stepped forward.


    "Have you finished your performance? Then, it''s my turn."


    Without waiting for Pan to respond, Themis turned to face Apollo; all the trees pivoted with him.


    He wore a Laurel Tree crown from Parnassus upon his head and donned a sweeping Tyrian purple robe, cradling the harp in his left hand and plucking the strings with his right, radiant and resplendent, a paragon of male beauty.


    Especially standing next to Pan, the contrast between beauty and ugliness was even more stark.


    Instantly, the hearts of the nymphs and Muses on the field skipped a beat, their eyes uniformly transfixed on this handsome god, no longer paying any attention to the little lamb in the corner.


    And Apollo, at the center of attention, maintained his graceful demeanor, his pale and jade-like fingers gracefully dancing over the harp strings.


    Elegant and beautiful lyrical music flowed between the vibrating strings, as if in the shaded woods under the sun, a gem-like god fluttered by, encountering a beautiful meet-cute in the forest and beginning a wholehearted pursuit.


    I am the foremost among poets, offspring of the light


    Like a keen hound sniffing out a hare''s trail,


    You run, ice forming flying whirls as if skater,


    The soundbox adorned with vine patterns, curved tender branches.


    Your feet''s blood vessels spread into the soil,


    A patterned bark encases your chest and hair


    Branches burst forth, leaves in profusion,


    A trunk gradually becoming wooden engulfs your arms and legs;


    Your mortal soul wanders in the glow of the Laurel Tree.


    The immortal god caresses every inch of your wooden grain,


    Feeling the main branch''s terrified pulse with your body''s warmth,


    Kissing each twig as if they were human wrists;


    A pair of delicate Laurel hands take and blend into the crown...


    But in the end, this declaration full of love is mercilessly rejected; the proud nymph forsakes a sincere and passionate heart, cruelly allowing it to cool and die.


    In that gradually melancholic string sound, the nymphs and Muses wept with tears streaming down their faces, both sympathizing with the plight of the confessor and despising the pursuee''s callousness and coldness.


    Meanwhile, Luo En in the corner had his face full of black lines.


    There, Pan had just managed a glorified version of "Afternoon of a Faun," and now Apollo was presenting a beautiful love poem of "Apollo and Daphne."


    Those unaware would think they both had great depths of passion and grievance.


    Yet the reality was that these two fools insisted on forcing the ladies to agree to their affections, resulting in two unlucky nymphs completely shutting down.


    In the end, they even used the composition of music to showcase their love and protest the coldness of the two nymphs.


    Luo En was almost sickened by such pretentiousness.


    Finally, this torturous piece came to an end.


    The branches of the trees around the field swayed cheerfully, and the nymphs and Muses let out a unanimous cheer as though true love fans were rooting for their idol.


    Seeing himself at a disadvantage, the cunning Pan immediately picked up his syrinx and played several of his proudest rustic melodies just as Apollo finished his performance.


    The light and humorous tone brought pure joy, causing the audience to involuntarily smile with happiness on their faces.


    However, Apollo then struck the lyre, washing away the aftertaste of the rustic tune with a magnificent and grand ode.


    The praise for the gods and the description of the Titan war left people intoxicated, as if they were on the scene, their blood boiling with excitement.


    In the end, after three rounds of back and forth, Themis immediately stood up and declared Apollo, who played the lyre, the winner of the competition.


    All the audience accepted this judgment, one after another sending acclaim and wreaths to the dazzling Apollo on the field.


    And the neglected Pan was reduced to mere background, his goat face alternating between red and white.


    Unable to bear the surrounding cheers that seemed to mock him any longer, he strained a stiff smile, stepped forward to bid farewell to the deities, and made a request to a certain individual who had set traps around the area to escort him out safely.


    To this, Luo En immediately nodded with a smile, leading the thoroughly defeated Pan away from this heartbroken land.


    But as they stepped beyond the camp''s boundaries, the previously grinning Pan suddenly twisted around, glowering with his hazel goat eyes, ferociously looking at the guide next to him.


    "Wasn''t it you who said you had a way for me to marry Muse? Why did I lose? Damn swindler!"

 Chapter 215 158 Demons Never Talk Morality

    Looking at Pan, who was seething with rage after his loss, Luo En admonished with a mix of annoyance and amusement.


    "Hey, hey, hey, you can''t just talk nonsense, it was clearly you who wanted to make a bet, what''s that got to do with me?"


    "I don''t care, it''s all because of your idea that I ended up betting with Apollo, and now I''ve lost everything, you owe me!"


    However, this half-goat, half-deity was unreasonably pinning the blame on the man before him, his hazel goat eyes gleaming with cunning as he threatened ominously.


    "Otherwise, I''ll spill the beans and say it was all under your instigation!"


    In the face of Pan''s despicably opportunist turnaround, Luo En wasn''t annoyed in the slightest.


    Being a prototype for a demon, how could he possibly play by the rules?


    "Making amends isn''t out of the question..."


    Luo En slowly took out two goat horns from the Magic Circle Diagram, fiddling with them in his hands, a smile that was not quite a smile gracing his face.


    "But really, are you just trying to recoup those insignificant losses, or do you actually want to best Apollo in earnest and take a beautiful Muse as your wife?"


    "You have a way?"


    The moment he sensed the implication in Luo En''s words, Pan couldn''t contain his glee, but having just suffered a defeat, he couldn''t help but be somewhat skeptical of the man before him, the brains of the operation.


    "You''re not fooling me?"


    With a slight smile, Luo En casually placed the two goat horns into Pan''s arms, said nothing further, and turned to walk away toward the camp.


    "Stop, stop, stop!"


    Immediately, Pan rushed forward in a panic, pulling Luo En back, with a face full of obsequiousness.


    "You were saying, you were saying!"


    Luo En remained silent, continuing to smile at the shameless goat-headed creature before him.


    As if awakening from a dream, Pan immediately understood, hurriedly cramming the goat horns back into Luo En''s embrace, all the while awkwardly beaming an apologetic smile.


    "Misunderstanding, it was all a misunderstanding, I was just joking with you!"


    "Such a big joke, I can''t afford to play."


    Luo En looked at the shameless goat head in front of him and coldly sneered.


    "If you tell Apollo about this, and the God of Light gets angry, wouldn''t that be a huge injustice to me?"


    "How could that be! You are my benefactor! How could I ever betray a friend!"


    Pan assured, earnestly, with the look of a faithful and straightforward friend.


    Luo En just quietly observed the goat head without responding.


    After a brief moment, Pan, realizing he had jumped the gun, hurriedly spoke up to remedy the situation.


    "How about this, I promise I won''t disclose anything about your guidance, and if you don''t believe me, I''m prepared to swear an oath to the River Styx right here!"


    With that, the cunning goat head, driven by his lust for success, promptly raised his right hand and swore to the River Styx.


    But Luo En remained unmoved, still toying with the two goat horns in his hands with an enigmatic smile.


    Pan immediately forced a smile and removed a pouch from his waist, handing it over to the man before him.


    Luo En slightly opened the pouch and peered inside, shocked to find a lush green meadow and hundreds of miniature warhorses, cattle, and sheep leisurely grazing within.


    "This is just the down payment!"


    Pan said, drawing closer, striving to produce a bright and sincere smile despite the evident pain.


    "Once I follow your advice and take a Muse as my wife, I promise to offer you ten times, no, a hundred times the livestock in tribute to you!"


    Hearing the goat head''s vehement promise, Luo En''s displeasure gradually eased, and he grumbled with discontent.


    "This was none of my business to begin with, you insisted on asking for my advice, and then tried to use it to blackmail me, that''s a bit much."


    "Yes, yes, yes, all my fault! I will stick to the oath, whether I succeed or fail, I won''t blame you."


    Pan assured repeatedly, then turned his eager gaze toward the boisterous camp, unable to wait a moment longer before inquiring.


    "So, are you finally going to tell me how to win?"


    "It''s simple, compete again," Luo En said.


    "?"


    Hearing that nonchalant reply, Pan''s face darkened, feeling he was being mocked. He was about to erupt on the spot.


    "Don''t rush, let me finish," Luo En interjected.


    Pan suppressed some of his anger, albeit with a hint of resentment and suspicion, and looked toward the mastermind in front of him.


    "Strictly speaking, your musical talent is not inferior to Apollo''s," Luo En said.


    At these words, Pan''s expression visibly relaxed, and he looked at Luo En with a trace of satisfaction.


    But as he thought of the fine horses he had given away and the herds extorted by this man, he couldn''t help but feel like he was bleeding inside, and his gaze at Luo En turned increasingly unfriendly.


    "See, you''re rushing again," Luo En said with an eye roll and a disdainful snort.


    "Fool, don''t you understand? The reason you were utterly defeated wasn''t that you lost in musical skill!" he said.


    Then, he looked toward the bewildered goat, hooked his shoulder over, and whispered into his ear.


    After hearing Luo En''s explanation, Pan''s anger instantly disappeared, his hazel goat eyes twinkling with excitement.


    So that''s how it is! Why didn''t I think of that? Pan thought.


    Seeing that the goat-headed deity had finally caught on, Luo En concluded his advice with a light snort.


    "Do as I told you, and you''ll definitely win tomorrow," he assured.


    "Mhm, mhm!" Pan nodded repeatedly, his excited face clearly showing, as if he could already see the laurel of victory and the beautiful Muse beckoning to him.


    "You go about your business; I''m off to prepare!" Pan said.


    And with that, the goat-headed deity bid farewell to the adviser with a servile expression and hurriedly set off toward his temple.


    Watching the figure disappear into the woods, Luo En''s smile faded, and a chilling coldness flickered in his eyes.


    Threaten me? Fool! he thought.


    If you so desire to win against Apollo, then I''ll let you win.


    But in some gambles, losing merely costs you your chips.


    Whereas winning can mean losing much more!


    After enunciating the departure of the goat-headed deity, Luo En returned to camp to spend time with Artemis, wandering around the Arcadian Mountains.


    Incidentally, as discussed the previous night, it was time to teach the Centaur tribe a lesson for their insolence.


    The untamed natives soon realized they had provoked a fearsome group the night before.


    Seeing the young girls tortured beyond recognition in the Centaur lair, the Nymphs couldn''t contain their fury and ruthlessly exterminated the four-legged beasts.


    In just half a day, more than a dozen Centaur tribes were overturned by the irate Goddess of the Hunt, and thousands of Centaurs fell under the Nymphs'' arrows, becoming fertilizers buried in the ground.


    Staring at the dark red soil, Luo En assessed that the Arcadian Mountains wouldn''t suffer from Centaur troubles for decades to come.


    Of course, that was assuming that "The Horseman" would be dealt with as well.


    On one of the concealed paths in the Centaur encampment, Luo En stepped over and erased some unique split hoof prints, gazing meaningfully toward the maze that resembled a forest.


    Well then, wait for tomorrow, he thought.


    The next morning, Pan brought a large number of herds and came to the camp early, extending an invitation to everyone.


    He wanted to lead these distinguished guests on a tour of the nearby Arcadian city-state, where he had specially prepared a feast.


    On the way, they could experience the local customs and allow mortals to witness the grandeur of deities.


    Faced with Pan''s flattery and eager hospitality, Apollo gladly accepted, setting off with the Muses at his side.


    And as the entourage marched imposingly out of the dense forest toward the citadel, the sunlight reflected off Pan''s hazel eyes, which shimmered with excitement.


    This time, victory is assured~!

 Chapter 216 159: Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad

    Accompanied by the faint light of dawn, a large group of handsome men and beautiful women, led by the god Pan, arrived at the settlement of the Arcadians.


    Since this place had originally been a refuge for mountain villagers, with rugged terrain and inconvenient access, it had not suffered much from the impact of foreign cultures, thus the architecture and the locals'' way of life had maintained their primitive charm.


    As far as the eye could see, some were herding cattle and sheep in the valleys, some were cultivating grains on the gentle slopes, and others were foraging and hunting with their bows and arrows, singing rustic tunes from the countryside at the top of their lungs, which involuntarily made Apollo frown.


    Fortunately, not far from the city gates, a middle-aged man with slightly curly hair and dressed in jewels and finery welcomed them with a broad smile.


    "Midas, the monarch of Phrygia, my good friend, who recently traveled to this place, heard of your arrival in Arcadia and admired you, so he wished to sponsor a feast."


    Pan stepped forward to give the middle-aged man a hug, warmly introducing him to the present deities.


    Without any doubt, the group accepted Midas''s warm invitation and together went to the outdoor banquet he had prepared.


    As a city neighboring Arcadia, relying on the mountains for resources, the banquet offered a great amount of game and mountain delicacies bought from the villagers.


    After meticulous cooking by the accompanying Phrygian royal chefs, it proved to have a unique flavor, much to the deities'' satisfaction, which also led them to look upon the Phrygian monarch with more friendliness.


    Halfway through the feast, the foreign monarch stood up from his seat, toasted to Apollo and Pan, and sighed with a shake of his head.


    "I heard that yesterday, the two of you competed in musical prowess in the forests of Arcadia, and the divine music almost made all the nymphs and sprites boil over with excitement; it''s a pity indeed that I missed such a spectacle."


    Hearing Midas''s compliment, Apollo, the victor, showed a reserved yet self-satisfied smile.


    However, Midas then changed his tone and, with a smile, revealed his intention.


    "In fact, the special reason for inviting you today is to hope that the two of you will compete again, allowing us mortals the fortune to appreciate music from the deities."


    At these words, Apollo turned his head to look at Pan beside him, his face showing a mocking smile.


    He was no fool and naturally understood the hidden meaning behind Midas''s words and his true intentions.


    Clearly, yesterday''s contest had not convinced Pan, which was why the young god had specially brought his good friend, offering a feast, and through him, hoped to challenge again.


    At that moment, with his machinations laid bare under Apollo''s scrutiny, Pan, slightly embarrassed, let out an awkward smile and swiftly pretended to scold Midas.


    "What''s there to compare? Whether one loses or wins, doesn''t it all end the same?"


    "Not the same at all, I have always believed the tunes from the Syrinx flute to be the most perfect music in this world! The thought that it could be defeated by your lyre, I must confess, I find it unimaginable."


    Midas shook his head repeatedly, his every word a compliment to Pan.


    At this, the proud Apollo could not simply sit idly by and immediately stood up to respond.


    "Since the Phrygian monarch has kindly invited us, then Pan and I will each perform a piece here, allowing all of you to judge."


    "Wonderful! Thank you for accommodating this small request!"


    Having his wish fulfilled, Midas immediately burst into hearty laughter and clapped his hands to summon his servants, pulled out a large handful of gold and silver coins, and gave his orders with a grave voice.


    "Let the nearby villagers come and enjoy the feast, listen to the performance of the two deities, and then let them vote on which side has the more beautiful music!"


    On hearing this, Apollo slightly furrowed his brow, but he did not refuse the arrangement.


    Whether the judges were the woodland god and his attending nymphs or these mortals before him, he was confident that his music could conquer all listeners.


    The surrounding villagers, upon receiving Midas''s invitation and hearing that there would be a performance to watch, food to eat, and money to take, immediately flocked to the venue, packing the area tight and peering curiously inward.


    The audience was now in place, and the competition began.


    Announced by Midas, Pan was the first to play his Syrinx flute, with a lively and spirited melody, like stones clashing, cliffs thundering, and woods howling.


    Being the god of the shepherds, Pan was extremely familiar with these sounds in the deep mountains and forests, playing them with an almost haunting authenticity that shook the soul.


    The villagers who had lived for a long time in the Arcadian region were also exceptionally excited, clapping and cheering in response, singing along in their out-of-tune folk music, blending seamlessly into this frenzied celebration.


    Even Midas, the foreign monarch, cheered loudly with delight, clapping and stomping his feet to dance wildly to Pan''s accompaniment, alongside those near him.


    The disorderly twisting of bodies and singing that hardly qualified as music made Apollo frown in disdain.


    For this art god who prided himself highly, everything about the scene was a visual and auditory torment.


    Finally, when Pan played the final note and ended his performance,


    Apollo no longer held back and decisively picked up his lyre, casting his bright-eyed gaze into the distance, strumming the strings. The lyre sounded mournful and melodious, like babbling brooks, like the chattering of swallows and warbling of orioles, like the sudden rise of a gentle breeze, like the first glimpse of moonlight, enchanting those present into a world of infinite tranquility and beauty.


    As the piece concluded, silence fell upon the venue, as if stunned by the breathtaking melody.

 Chapter 217 159 Whom God wishes to destroy, He first makes mad_2

    Yet upon closer inspection, the villagers looking at each other were filled with confusion and astonishment.


    Soon, whispers and hisses erupted from the crowd.


    "That''s it?"


    "What in the world is he playing?"


    "I could do better than that..."


    Hearing the villagers'' ignorant discussions and frivolous judgments, Apollo, who had been standing on stage awaiting cheers and adoration, suddenly turned dark in the face, and a fire ignited in his heart.


    However, before he could lose his temper, Midas, seeing that things were not going well, quickly stepped forward and announced publicly.


    "The contest is over, and you may now cast your votes on who you think has the better music."


    With that, he ordered two urns representing Pan and Apollo to be brought onto the stage, then handed out a stone with special symbols to the spectators outside.


    As the gates opened, the villagers, who loved a good show and were never afraid of a big scene, swarmed forward and, according to their tastes, cast their stones into the jar representing Pan.


    And there were only a mere handful of people standing on Apollo''s side.


    Among them, the nymphs and muses accounted for the majority.


    Finally, as the voting came to an end, Midas simply looked at the dramatic difference in the number of stones between the two urns, announcing the result without having to count them.


    "In this contest, Pan is victorious!"


    Seeing their favored performer win with ease, the villagers let out a raucous cheer, tossing foliage and garlands toward Pan on the stage while completely ignoring Apollo.


    They could not appreciate the nobleman''s affected playing and knew nothing of high art.


    To them, Pan''s rustic tunes, emotionally intense yet straightforward and singable, were the real art!


    Watching his side of the area thin out, while the villagers beside him continuously cheered and praised Pan, Apollo managed to maintain his composure despite his face growing darker, his teeth grating loudly, and anger swelling in his heart.


    What did these bumpkins know about art? They were just making arbitrary judgments!


    Even though Apollo was discontent, faced with the undeniable outcome of the vote, he had to reluctantly accept the result of the contest.


    "Your musical prowess is not bad."


    The God of Light tried to squeeze out a stiff smile, feigning magnanimity with his praise. Then he prepared to leave the stage and get away from this place of humiliation as fast as possible.


    However, Pan approached him with an awkward smile, rubbing his hands together apologetically.


    "Lord Apollo, since I''ve won, about last night''s wager..."


    "Out with it, what do you want?"


    At this moment, Apollo, not in the mood to deal with this goat-headed fool, coldly snorted and asked without a thought.


    Since he had already accepted Pan''s gift and hospitality, repaying a favor was the least he could do.


    Now, all he wanted was to get as far away from this humiliating spectacle as possible.


    But upon hearing Apollo''s public acceptance, Pan''s face lit up with joy, and he excitedly pointed to a Muse with a voluptuous figure, wearing a laurel crown and a dance dress.


    "I wish to marry this Muse from your retinue; please grant her to me as my wife!"


    Terpsichore, one of the nine Muse goddesses presiding over dance and chorus, was always outstanding in stature and figure, exuding sultry charisma, with many admirers.


    However, upon hearing Pan''s proposal, both Apollo and the Muse goddess changed color.


    "Presumptuous!" The God of Light erupted in rage, his piercing gaze landing on Pan like knives, showing undisguised disgust.


    Hearing this, Pan drew himself up, defending himself: "Lord Apollo, that''s not fair to say. You promised me last night that if I won, you''d grant me one wish of my choosing."


    Upon hearing this, Apollo''s handsome face turned red, nearly exploding with rage.


    No wonder this animal had been so obsequiously kind; he had decided on his course of action from the start.


    As every piece clicked together in his mind, Apollo''s gaze filled with murderous intent and the fury of having been duped.


    Under the might of his divinity, Pan couldn''t help but feel weak, retreating in fear.


    But then, bolstered by the sight of the beautiful Muse, he steeled his heart and stirred up the audience nearby.


    "The game you won, I gave you everything that was due. Why, when it''s your turn to lose, you want to renege? Everyone is watching! Can you not accept defeat gracefully?"


    "Exactly, exactly!"


    The villagers, clueless about the actual situation, heckled Apollo with a mixture of scorn and mockery.


    The proud God of Light, enraged, his face turning shades of green and purple, shouted furiously.


    "I''ll challenge you to another round!"


    "No, no, that''s enough. It''s fine that I won."


    Pan shook his head repeatedly and went straight toward the chosen Muse.


    Even though he had won a round, there had been an element of deception involved.


    The judges, being villagers, were used to the sound of his flute and naturally were not moved by so-called sophisticated music.


    But if Apollo became cautious and selected a new set of judges, he might not be able to win against this God of the Arts fair and square.


    Better to take home the beautiful Muse quickly and enjoy the pleasure of her company.


    "Nine!"


    The sudden murmur made Pan stop in his tracks and look back, confused.


    "If you can win another round, I will bestow all nine Muses upon you!"


    The God of the Arts declared coldly from the stage, shocking everyone present.


    The nine Muse Goddesses, standing behind Artemis, incredulously turned to their Chief God, seeking a hint of jest on his face.


    However, they were disappointed.


    Apollo was serious.


    "As long as we compete again in my way, and if you can still defeat me, they will all be yours!"


    The grim God of Light reiterated the condition from the stage and then coldly turned his gaze to the mocking villagers all around.


    "The judges will still be them!"


    At that moment, the hearts of the Muses grew cold as they looked at their Chief God with disappointment and a sense of distance.


    Because Apollo''s stubborn decision to have a rematch was not out of concern for his sisters, but an inability to accept his own defeat!


    Luo En among the crowd, catching the subtle change in the Muses'' expressions, curved his lips in pleasure.


    This God of Light was even pettier than he had expected, unable to handle even the smallest setback.


    He must win back, at all costs, what little he lost.


    Initially, Luo En only intended to stir up discord between Pan and Apollo, but now he had reaped an unexpected reward.


    The Muses, being used as bargaining chips, had become disillusioned with Apollo''s inherent pride and callousness, and under the chill of realization, they were gradually drifting away from their Chief God.


    So, little Goat, you''d better work harder.


    Luo En swirled his wine glass, his eyes teasing as he looked at Pan as though he was looking at a dead man.


    By the way, as a token of gratitude for the hospitality, he reciprocated by sharing his newly brewed fine wine during the feast.


    For the gods wish to drive someone to ruin, they first make them mad.


    "Apollo!"


    At the same time, even Artemis, as his older sister, could no longer bear to witness it and was about to stand up to scold him and put an end to such absurd behavior.


    However, the God of Light on the stage was unmoved, staring intently at Pan across from him and the jeering audience below.


    "Are we competing or not? You only get one chance."


    "Gulp~"


    Pan couldn''t help but swallow hard, his eyes already captured by the beauty of the Muses, and, unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart, he nodded vigorously.


    "We''ll compete!"

 Chapter 218 160: Daring to Kill a Sheep Today, Daring to Kill a Man Tomorrow! (7k Daily Completed)

    Seeing this lustful goat thrust itself straight in, Apollo instantly revealed a confident, cold smile and serenely spoke, announcing the conditions.


    "This time, we will compete in playing music while standing on our hands..."


    Upon hearing this, Pan subconsciously touched his goat horns, his face drastically changing.


    Playing with his head to the ground would not hinder Apollo''s lyre playing much, but it was completely different for him playing the panpipes.


    Air flow, posture, and technique would all undergo a radical change.


    For a contest between experts of the same caliber, even a slight difference could determine the outcome.


    Not to mention, this kind of overturned playing method.


    What was thought to be merely a contest of skill, unexpectedly saw the God of Light resorting to despicable means in front of a large audience.


    Realizing he had been tricked into a trap, just as Pan was about to refuse, Apollo turned his head towards the audience below, showing an extremely affable smile.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, do you want to see this unique performance, to find out who the ultimate winner is?"


    Instantly, the villagers on the scene cheered in response, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.


    The words of refusal Pan wanted to say were forced back into his throat; he had no choice but to accept the challenge, head held high.


    But the result was as clear as day.


    The upside-down Apollo not only smoothly played a beautiful tune, but even switched to a folk melody familiar to the villagers.


    On the other side, Pan''s performance was a complete mess. He not only had to divide his attention to maintain stability but also had to explore a new way to control the airflow. As a result, what should have been a smooth melody was high and low, intermittent, sounding as dreadful as a ghost''s wail, and even worse than a mediocre musician.


    Faced with such an obvious gap, Midas, as Pan''s loyal disciple, was still stubbornly supporting his idol, trying to use the favor he had gained earlier to sway the villagers and turn the tide for Pan.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, I think Pan''s music is more beautiful. If anyone shares my thoughts, please cast your vote for this great musician!"


    Such blatant partiality infuriated Apollo unusually.


    He immediately walked up to Midas and said with a sneer, "You fool, you dare to pass judgment on things you don''t understand."


    As he spoke, the God of Light suddenly grabbed Midas''s ears and pulled hard: "This way, your hearing might improve a bit."


    Midas quickly used his hands to soothe his painfully stretched ears, yet from within his hair, he felt a fuzzy sensation.


    Through the reflection in a wine cup, he suddenly saw that he was wearing a pair of donkey ears on his head.


    In an instant, Midas, both ashamed and furious, rolled his eyes back and actually fainted on the spot.


    "Is there anyone else who needs my help to correct their hearing?"


    The Apollo on the stage scanned the audience around him, his gaze cold and unfriendly,


    Under that overwhelming divine pressure, the villagers of Arcadia shivered, hastily casting the stones in their hands into the jar representing Apollo.


    Seeing Apollo resort to threats directly, Pan, who still held a sliver of hope, suddenly realized there was no chance for a comeback. His eyes reddened with rage, he accused indignantly.


    "I protest! This is cheating!"


    "This is a contest you agreed to participate in voluntarily. You chose the venue and the audience. Everything was fair and square! Now according to the results of the vote, I won!"


    Apollo, looking at the powerless and furiously raging Pan in front of him, tossed the laurel wreath onto that despised goat face, snorting in contempt.


    "So, our prior agreement is null and void. Get lost, mongrel!"


    The merciless humiliation, coupled with his unconscious follower on the ground, caused Pan to grit his teeth until they nearly shattered, his chest feeling as though it were erupting with scorching heat.


    Gradually, fury and resentment condensed in his eyes, turning into a hysterical madness.


    "Bang!"


    A muffled roar exploded on the stage, Pan activated his Extreme Speed to its limit, turning into a blur as he lunged into the Muses below, reaching out to grasp the Goddess he had set his sights on.


    If the God of Light was going to play dirty, then he wouldn''t pretend either!


    No one shall take away what I deserve from me!


    However, just as Pan was about to succeed, the Muse in front was sharply shoved aside, a familiar figure stepping in front of him.


    In a flash, the two collided heavily.


    "You~!"


    Pan looked in shock and anger at Luo En, who had abruptly appeared before him.


    But before he could voice a threat, Luo En revealed a subtly mocking smile and bumped discreetly into Pan''s chest, forcing him back several steps.


    "You''re asking for death!"


    At the same time, a sinister roar came from behind.


    A sharp Light Arrow shot through the air, piercing straight through the goat''s head, causing a massive explosion that blew it to pieces, scattering flesh everywhere.


    The headless corpse, staggering like a drunk, stumbled forward a few steps, then collapsed with a thud; golden-red neck blood gushed out like a fountain, continuously splattering onto the surrounding soil.


    As the thick scent of blood spread, the gathered villagers snapped out of their trance and screamed in terror, fleeing in all directions.


    Facing the sudden bloody turn of events, Artemis, the Nymphs, and the Muses were all shocked as they looked toward Apollo, who had acted so violently in public.


    In the midst of chaos, Apollo looked at the longbow in his hands and the body of Pan, who had stopped twitching. His boiling blood instantly cooled, and he stood there, dumbfounded.


    He had only intended to teach that stupid goat a lesson; he hadn''t expected to actually kill him...


    At the scene, no one noticed the golden mist seeping from Pan''s remains, flowing through the ground and into the body of a certain figure.


    As the God of Light''s mind reeled in confusion, the golden mist was drained away. The necklace that had rolled off from Pan''s severed neck shattered, unleashing a beam of golden-red light straight into the sky.


    Immediately afterward, the wind howled, and Hermes, wearing a winged helmet, with winged shoes on his feet and the Caduceus in hand, arrived at breakneck speed above the ground. He looked down upon the ghastly scene and the headless corpse of his son Pan, his eyes nearly bursting with rage and a roar of grief and anger.


    "Apollo!"


    Then, in extreme anger, Hermes pushed his Authority of Extreme Speed to its limit, raised his Caduceus, and charged towards Apollo, the perpetrator.


    However, a golden arrow whizzed through the air and pinned itself at Hermes'' feet as Artemis stepped forward and scolded,


    "Stop, it was Pan who struck first! He was bested in his own game and even attempted to abduct a Muse under my brother''s command!"


    "So, you killed him?"


    Hermes, clutching Pan''s headless body, asked angrily in return.


    "It was an accident!"


    Artemis immediately defended her brother, trying to absolve Apollo of blame.


    In response to the questioning, Apollo, too, tensed his face and replied with a cold snort,


    "He brought it upon himself!"


    In an instant, Hermes, left speechless, repeatedly said with grief and anger,


    "Fine, fine, fine! You siblings have two mouths to argue with; I can''t outtalk you, so let''s have the Father God be the judge!"


    With that, the Divine Envoy struck his Caduceus firmly on the ground, sending countless murmurs with the breeze across the whole world.


    As the god of messengers, Hermes was not only responsible for delivering messages but also for keeping secrets; he was Zeus'' most loyal cover during his affairs.


    But now, with his son killed, a furious Hermes could no longer bother to conceal for that father.


    He sought justice for himself and his tragically deceased son.


    In no time at all, thunderclouds gathered in the sky, as flashes of lighting combined overhead Arcadia to form Zeus'' figure.


    Zeus, seemingly irritated by the interruption of his dalliance, listened to Hermes'' accusations and looked down on the bloody scene and Pan''s pitiful dead body with annoyance, casting a displeased glance at Apollo.


    "You went too far. Apologize to Hermes..."


    "I''m not in the wrong; he asked for it."


    However, the defiant god paid no heed to the Father God''s offer of reconciliation, holding his head high with stubbornness.


    Seeing his son so unwilling to afford him any face, Zeus, who had wanted to smooth things over, didn''t get angry but rather maintained his composure and spoke indifferently,


    "Then let it be so. Tomorrow morning, I shall officially convene a council of the gods to pass judgment on all matters. Since you believe you''re not wrong, let all the deities judge."


    Apollo nodded in agreement, gathered the Muses around him, cast a glance at the furiously staring Hermes, and departed with long strides.


    Seeing the atmosphere sour, Artemis also had no desire to linger. After casting an apologetic look at Hermes, she took Luo En and the Nymphs with her and left.


    "Father God, you must stand up for me!"


    Watching Zeus descend from the clouds, Hermes could no longer contain the grievances in his heart and cried out to the Father God in anger.


    "He dared to kill my son today; who knows, tomorrow he may dare to do the same to you..."


    With a single glance from Zeus, Hermes'' complaints abruptly stopped. He wisely shut his mouth, without saying more.


    And after a moment of silence, the Divine King of Olympus glanced at Pan''s headless body and softened his tone,


    "Alright, you go back too. I will certainly give you justice tomorrow."


    Hearing this, Hermes nodded fiercely and, clutching his son''s remains, left the scene.


    Looking at the vastly different attitudes of his two sons, Zeus narrowed his eyes, a hint of darkness lurking in the depths.


    It seems some need to be taken down a peg or two.


    At that moment, Luo En, mingling among the Nymphs, felt a shiver in his mind. From the altar came the familiar sound of a twelve-sided die rolling, and a golden divine revelation followed suit,


    "The Death of Pan, completed."


    "Progress of The Twelve Sacrileges - 3/12..."


    The golden revelation then dissolved, sketching out a vivid effigy of a Goat and embedding it into the third slot of the roulette.


    Excellent, a mere walk outside, and he had coalesced a third avatar��not a wasted trip.


    He thanked Lord Apollo for the gift of the goat''s head and for taking the blame willingly.


    Luo En stretched leisurely, glanced at the grim-faced God of Light up ahead, his eyes discreetly sweeping over the Muses beside him, the corners of his lips curling up with pleasure.


    Next, it was time to repay him.

 Chapter 219 161: I Will Inherit the Will of Se-Se

    Night fell on Mount Olympus, within the Temple of Hestia.


    A figure as fast as lightning flickered and darted about the room, splitting from one to two, two to four, and in an instant, thousands of doppelgangers filled every nook and cranny of the temple.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by an ethereal resonance in the air, the afterimages of running, jumping, dodging, and moving started to fade and return to nothingness, leaving behind only the true figure stretching lazily in the center of the temple.


    Perfect!


    Luo En twisted his neck and looked back at the goat shadow with satisfaction, nodding his head.


    This third incarnation named "Goat" had endowed him with the power of "Extreme Speed," a legacy passed down from Hermes.


    At the same time, based on the "Goat''s" own nature, the more complex the terrain, such as in valleys and mountains, the more agile his movements would become.


    And the "Goat''s" "Extreme Speed" combined with the "Bull''s" "Immense Strength" would inevitably greatly enhance Luo En''s combat capabilities, bringing about a qualitative leap forward for him.


    However, that was the future.


    For now, Luo En could only easily harness a single incarnation; fusing more than one authority at the same time would take some time and thought to gradually figure out.


    Time, ah, time.


    Luo En glanced at the waning moon now high in the sky and shook his head reluctantly, preparing to go to bed to meditate and fall asleep. He needed to recover his state and save his energy to watch the exciting events of the next day.


    However, just as he took a step, the unusual friction and tugging sensation of his clothes made Luo En stiffen, and he looked down at himself.


    There he saw a tent raised high, the exceedingly hard sword at the brink of unsheathing; with the slightest movement, it threatened to pierce through its confines.


    This lustful goat, truly incorrigible!


    Luo En''s face darkened as the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.


    The "Goat''s" power of "Extreme Speed" was certainly quite convenient.


    However, it seemed that there was an inconvenient side effect after using it excessively.


    That was a heightened desire and an increased craving for mating.


    In fact, this was precisely in line with the nature of Pan and the "Goat."


    Although goats are normally docile, during their rutting season, their temper turns extremely volatile and lustful, especially the males. At this time, goats become frenzied in their attempts to secure a mate, attacking their peers with abandon, much like being possessed by a demon.


    Therefore, in later Christian religious paintings, goats representing selfishness, cruelty, and lasciviousness have been characterized as demons, placed on the left to suffer in hell. In contrast, their counterpart "sheep" are generally seen as meek and docile creatures, symbolizing the righteous, standing to the right to enjoy blessings under Jesus''s judgment.


    Over-relying on the power of "demons" naturally brings some demonic influence.


    And the essence of this goat-headed demon is probably��"Lust" and "Lewdness"?


    Had I known earlier, I should have castrated this lustful goat before taking action.


    Luo En recalled the records about Pan''s disposition, silently cursing in his heart and his eyes flashing with a grim killing intent,


    In fact, from the very first encounter, he had sentenced that goat head to death in his heart.


    Because he smelled an eerily familiar stench on Pan.


    That scent wasn''t from the "Goat" but from the Centaurs he had encountered before.


    That is to say, those Centaur tribes scattered across Arcadia were not wild bandits but privately bred soldiers.


    Otherwise, how could they have acquired such sophisticated weapons and equipment given their level of civilization?


    And Pan, was very likely the "Shepherd" hidden behind the Centaur tribes.


    During the next day''s extermination of the Centaur tribe, some traces at the scene also corroborated Luo En''s speculation.


    The special hoof prints on the trail didn''t belong to Centaurs but were similar to the marks left by goat hooves, obviously belonging to the "Shepherd"��Pan (see Chapter 158).


    This guy, as lustful as the Centaurs but being a genuine deity of Arcadia, couldn''t overtly rob and plunder.


    So, the Centaurs that captured beautiful creatures of the opposite sex were the troops Pan sent out on his lustful hunts.


    It''s just that the Centaurs, used to being overbearing in Arcadia, accidentally bumped into this obstacle of orichalcum��himself��and consequently caused their annihilation.


    Realizing something was amiss, the goat head hurriedly left its lair and followed Luo En''s trail to the camp of the gods to investigate.


    Otherwise, how could Pan so coincidentally appear in front of the gods'' camp right after the Centaurs were annihilated, switch his nature for stinginess, and eagerly offer his services?


    As for accidentally stepping into a trap and being half-dead from his magic trap explosion...


    Hehe, if it weren''t for the guilt in his heart, wanting to see who obliterated the Centaur tribe and the individual that even he shouldn''t mess with, why would the goat head deliberately seek out the shadows?


    Based on all of the above, Luo En actively took on the task of escorting Pan home and confirmed through a series of tests that this lustful goat was indeed the mastermind behind the Centaur tribe.


    Initially, he was wondering how to set a trap for this lustful goat.


    But Pan was indeed blinded by lust; his Centaur troops hadn''t cooled down, and he already exposed his covetousness towards Artemis''s Nymphs in a cave.


    Luo En immediately planned to divert the trouble eastward by persuading Pan to trouble Apollo and lay hands on the even more beautiful Muses.


    Sure enough, that goat head lived up to its reputation for audaciousness. With just a few hints and some incitement, he wanted to snatch a Muse from Apollo, to satisfy his carnal desires.


    Thus, with Luo En''s successive provocations, the bold Pan, who put his thoughts into action, naturally landed in Apollo''s hands.


    Of course, Apollo would not have been able to kill him with a single arrow so easily without a "gentle push" from Luo En.


    But since that God of Light generously acknowledged it in public, these minor details were not important anymore.


    As for Pan''s wish to take care of the Muses in place of Apollo...


    Luo En looked at the eager sword at his waist, wanting to unsheathe itself, and touched his forehead helplessly.


    Well, considering how much that little lamb had given, it wouldn''t be too much for him to inherit this legacy.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, Apollo was going to be in trouble tomorrow.


    In the darkness, Luo En gazed towards the Great Temple, his eyes flickering dimly.


    ~~


    The next day, at the Great Temple.


    Zeus, who had returned from the Mortal World, sat alone on his golden throne, and after brief deliberation, he issued an official judgement for Poseidon, who was brought forth in chains.


    "Poseidon, you have slain the offspring of Olympus (King Minos), massacred the beings of Crete Island, and thus tarnished the glory of the gods. Therefore, you shall be stripped of your divine authority and exiled to the Mortal World for seven years, to serve mortals and atone for your sins!"


    The gods nodded in agreement with this verdict.


    And Poseidon, who had already been imprisoned for several days, no longer harbored any thoughts of resistance under Zeus''s absolute authority and could only hang his head and swallow the bitter fruit in humiliation.


    Then, Zeus''s gaze moved past the now submissive Poseidon to another figure standing tall with chest out and a still defiant stance, a flash of cold light in his eyes as he declared in a cold voice.


    "As for you, Apollo, for killing Hermes''s offspring (Pan) and exterminating the Centaur tribe of Arcadia, since you share the same crime as Poseidon, you should receive the same punishment!"


    Instantly, a look of astonishment emerged on the faces of the gods present.


    Artemis hastily stood up from her divine seat, loudly defending her brother.


    "It was Pan and the Centaurs who attacked us first!"


    "Indeed, I can vouch for that."


    Luo En, representing Hestia, rose to his feet in support, playing his part well.


    However, perhaps due to Apollo''s proud nature, which had offended many deities in the past, the situation in the hall was still not looking positive, despite the support from Artemis and Hestia.


    Hermes, the aggrieved party, glared angrily, naturally wishing for Apollo to be punished;


    Ares and Aphrodite gloated on the side;


    Athena and Hephaestus remained detached as if the issue did not concern them;


    And the remaining Hera, Queen of the Heavens, and Demeter, Goddess of Agriculture, abstained from voting due to their absence.


    Among the silent and spectating crowd, Luo En and Artemis''s defenses seemed somewhat pale and weak.


    Seeing this situation, Apollo on the floor of the temple still showed no fear, stubbornly arching his neck and retorted directly to Zeus on the throne.


    "Why? I refuse to accept this!"


    "Why?"


    Zeus was amused to anger, standing up from his divine seat, his right hand making a gesture in the air.


    As Luo En and Artemis, who had stood up from their divine seats to speak for Apollo, felt an overwhelming force hit them, they were forcefully pressed back into their seats, unable to move even slightly.


    And with the sound of dull thunder, the whole Great Temple fell instantly silent.


    "Why? Because I am the King of Olympus!"


    A thunderous roar echoed within the temple as Zeus swept his hands down, calling down thunderbolts from the heavens onto Apollo and Poseidon.


    In an instant, the two figures struck by lightning writhed in agony, their bodies trembling and twisting as their divinity rapidly evaporated, before they vanished into that extreme light.


    The gods looked at the now empty center of the hall, the two charred marks left behind on the ground, and His Majesty the King of Gods Zeus, standing before the steps, and they fell silent, chilled to the bone.


    Even though Zeus had imposed punishment without a formal vote, not a single deity dared to question His Majesty the King of Gods'' "justice."


    Because, in the world of gods, once the veneer of respectability is torn away, might is the true justice!


    "Okay, they have been exiled to Thessaly for seven years to reflect on their actions."


    Zeus glanced at the two charred marks on the ground, murmured faintly, then swept his gaze across the assembly of gods, smiling as he inquired.


    "So, is there any other matter that requires my adjudication?"


    Each deity swept by his gaze hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to meet the eyes of the smiling but cunning King of Gods.


    Thessaly, that was the ancient battleground of the Titanomachy.


    In those days, Titan King Cronus and his brothers, who were Titans, had occupied Mount Othrys. Zeus and his siblings had taken Mount Olympus.


    Both sides, vying for ultimate authority, had waged fierce battles in the region of Thessaly, thereby establishing the rule of Olympus.


    But at the same time, that war also created Thessaly''s treacherous geographical environment and left behind a host of Titans descendants who harbored enmity towards Olympus.


    Thus, one can imagine the kind of days Apollo and Poseidon would face in Thessaly.


    By using Apollo and Poseidon as examples to warn the assembly of gods, Zeus swept his gaze over the silent deities, nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand forwarding, and vanished in a flash of lightning.


    "Since you all agree with this judgement, let us put an end to both matters."


    Hearing Zeus declare the hearing concluded, the gods with various expressions began to leave the hall.


    And the nine Muses, suddenly without a Chief God''s protection, looked bewilderedly towards the empty hall, and at the two figures left on the divine throne.

 Chapter 220 162: You, a Lesser Deity, are nurtured by me; have no worries!

    In the Temple of Artemis, the atmosphere was oppressively grim.


    The Hunting Goddess paced back and forth in the main hall, her expression changing unpredictably.


    The Nine Muses sat silently at the table, looking dejected and disheartened.


    "Apollo, that fool!"


    Finally, Artemis cursed her incompetent brother, breaking the silence. Then, looking at the clueless Muses in front of her, she felt a surge of headache.


    Chief Gods and Lesser Deities often shared both glory and loss together.


    But at the same time, their alliance was not unbreakable, it could change at any time due to shifts in divine authority and office.


    Now, in a moment of folly, Apollo had directly confronted the Father God and as a result, was exiled to herd cattle in Thessaly, with little hope of returning soon.


    Thus, naturally, the Temple of Light was left vacant.


    The Nine Muses under his command were affected by this and were likely to face hard times.


    Without the protection of a capable Chief God, these pampered Muses would inevitably be harassed by schemers in Olympus.


    Among them were not only male gods coveting their beauty but also goddesses aspiring to consolidate their own authority over the arts.


    For example, goddesses like Aphrodite and Hera could lay claim to leading the Nine Muses, to boost their own divine power.


    For Artemis to protect her brother''s interests was an uphill battle.


    Beyond the present issues with the Muses:


    Her weak mother��Leto, the Goddess of Protection, had nearly fainted upon hearing the news of Apollo''s exile and was now in the sanctuary of Arcadia, weeping and awaiting her comfort;


    Apollo''s sanctuary at Delphi needed someone to patrol and guard it;


    Recently, due to the negligence of the Sun God Helios''s son Phaethon, he had gained authority over controlling the sun''s movements from Helios, and this celestial function needed further stabilization;


    Additionally, there was the task of maintaining connections with scattered Lesser Deities, priests, and believers...


    Even thinking about it, Artemis felt an overwhelming pressure bear down on her, almost suffocating her.


    Probably because she and her brother were both Chief Gods, they believed they could support and look out for each other, prevailing through any crisis.


    Therefore, they had not seriously cultivated relationships with other Chief Gods.


    The only god who had a good relationship with Apollo was Hermes, but even he had taken an opposing stance because of the death of Pan, allying himself with her brother.


    Now, when the real trouble came, with Apollo exiled to herd in Thessaly, Artemis felt truly alone and experienced what it was like when the walls fall and all come pushing. She also suddenly understood the hardships Athena had faced over the years.


    But what was done was done, and she had to try her best to remedy the situation, dealing with one issue at a time.


    "I will go to Arcadia to take care of Mother, and also patrol Delphi. The rest of you stay in Olympus and guard the temple well!"


    Upon hearing Artemis''s arrangement, the emotionally expressive Muses realized their unfavorable situation and couldn''t help but pale, whimpering softly.


    The resolute Hunting Goddess, seeing the obviously pressure-sensitive artistic goddesses in front of her, grew even more frustrated and couldn''t help but rebuke them sharply.


    "Crying, always crying! Apollo has only been exiled, not killed!"


    The Nine Muses at the table tried to suppress their sobs, but their faces remained grim and mournful.


    "We fear we may not be able to fulfill your trust, bringing shame to Lord Apollo..."


    Artemis, understanding their implication, fell silent for a moment.


    As a goddess, she knew all too well that leaving these delicate Muses alone in Olympus was like casting lambs into a tiger''s mouth.


    But at the moment, she was too stretched thin to offer the necessary protection for these nine Muses, despite her willingness.


    Just as the temple was shrouded in gloom, a deep voice came from the corner.


    "How about I go find Athena? As fellow virgin goddesses, she should be willing to help."


    Luo En put the sleeping Atalanta back into her cradle and voiced his heartfelt suggestion.


    Artemis''s eyes flickered upon hearing this, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately shook her head.


    "Forget it, it''s already rare enough she didn''t kick us when we were down this time; how can I possibly keep asking for her help with Apollo''s matters?"


    In the last battle for Crete Island, Apollo, not wanting to get involved in the conflict between the Minosians and Atlanteans, had dragged her away early, inadvertently causing trouble for Athena.


    Now that he was in trouble himself, how could he expect the Goddess of Wisdom to forgive and forget?


    And if she remembered correctly, Athena seemingly had her own authority over the arts...


    Artemis glanced at the nine delicate Muses sitting before her, her gaze shimmering with depth.


    It was easy to hand these nine indecisive idiots to that woman, but once Apollo wanted them back upon his return, it would likely be quite difficult.


    In the art of winning hearts, that woman was second to none in the whole of Olympus.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then suggested once more.


    "What about Queen Hera, or His Majesty the King of Gods?"


    "Even less possible! If we throw them over there, we''d be lucky to have even bones left!"


    Artemis shook her head without hesitation, rejecting the idea outright without a second thought.


    The Father God''s love was unmatched, and that Queen was a notorious illegitimate child killer.


    As the nine beautiful illegitimate daughters of Father God Zeus and the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne, they likely wouldn''t fare well in anyone''s hands.


    Seeing his suggestions repeatedly declined, Luo En also felt a headache coming on.


    "If this won''t do and that won''t do, surely you can''t expect me to ask Lady Hestia, right?"


    The speaker was "unintentional," but the listener took it to heart.


    Artemis''s eyes lit up with an epiphany as she racked her brain over how to place the Nine Muses.


    "That''s right, Aunt Hestia!"


    As the Goddess of the Hearth and symbolically the "head of the household" for the entire Olympus pantheon, just having her lend support would deter any covetous outside parties.


    And most crucially, she was always without desires, content; even if handed the Nine Muses, she would remain unmoved.


    When her brother Apollo returned later, the divine authority could be reclaimed at any time.


    Temporarily placing the Muses under the care of Aunt Hestia was the most foolproof plan he could think of.


    Having realized the key to the problem, Artemis was struck with a revelation and became visibly delighted.


    "Er, she usually doesn''t reside on Olympus."


    Seeing this, Luo En quietly reminded her. After a moment''s consideration, he spoke earnestly.


    "How about this, I''ll go and ask her? But I can''t guarantee success."


    However, Artemis smiled and shook her head gently.


    "No need. If she''s not here, isn''t it enough that you are?"


    "Ah?"


    "As Aunt''s Lesser Deity, you can act on behalf of her authority. Taking them under your care would effectively be the same!"


    Artemis immediately grabbed her lover''s hand and turned to announce to the Nine Muses.


    "Starting today, you will temporarily reside in Aunt Hestia''s temple. If you need anything, tell Luo En; he will convey it to me."


    Initially stunned by this arrangement, the Muses then remembered the pleasant times they had spent together and his steadfast support for Apollo at critical moments. They did not feel averse to accepting this male god''s care and nodded in agreement.


    And just like that, Luo En found himself saddled with this significant appointment, torn between laughter and tears.


    "I''m just a Lesser Deity; how can I manage all this?"


    "What''s there to fear? If you can''t handle it, isn''t there still the Goddess of Wisdom? Given your relationship with her, Aunt, and yourself, she surely wouldn''t ignore any issues that arise."


    Artemis patted her lover''s shoulder meaningfully, displaying a playful smile.


    Allowing her lover to act on behalf of Aunt Hestia and take care of those Muses was a safeguard to prevent them from being lured away or secretly switching allegiances. It also conveniently involved Athena, Artemis''s usual adversary, as free labor.


    The arrangement was simply perfect!


    Under the tender gaze of the Hunting Goddess, Luo En, pushed into the position, could only nod helplessly.


    "Very well, I''ll do my best..."


    Watching her lover take on this burden for her, Artemis was filled with emotion and guilt. As they parted, she pulled her lover aside and earnestly whispered a promise.


    "In the future, I will definitely repay you!"


    As Luo En watched the hunting nymph and golden-horned deer chariot gradually vanish into the edge of the sky, the expression of worry on his face faded. He turned back to the Nine Muses, lined up neatly behind him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.


    Well then, Apollo, as you serve your sentence in peace, I shall not fail to uphold the trust your sister has placed in me.


    ��For you, a Lesser Deity of mine, I shall nourish. Have no concerns!

 Chapter 221 163 Cat Lady Development Plan (4.2k)

    In the gentle warmth of March, deep within the Arcadian Mountains,


    layers of vivid green foliage overlapped, resembling meticulously carved jade screens, encircling the secluded valley that served as Artemis''s Holy Land.


    Within the clear, sacred spring at the valley''s heart, two figures intertwined in the water, fighting to exhaustion. The intense battle stirred up broken ripples on the calm lake surface, sending white spray soaring high.


    Finally, with a restrained low groan, the Goddess of the Hunt, utterly spent, emerged from the water. She clung to her lover like an octopus, her beautiful head resting contently on his warm chest as she closed her eyes, savoring the wonderful afternotes of life''s symphony.


    Seeing Artemis''s rosy, stunningly beautiful face, Luo En couldn''t help but smile smugly, lifting the corner of his lips. He bent down and planted a gentle kiss on the goddess''s smooth forehead, as the shadowy figure behind him gradually faded away.


    One had to admit, the "Goat" not only moved swiftly but also appeared to have a certain stamina in some respects.


    And compared to humans, their desires seemed more frequent.


    After but a moment of tenderness, Luo En''s gaze toward the Goddess of the Hunt in his arms began to heat up once more.


    And this was already the seventh time.


    However, as the sound of rustling leaves approached from deep within the forest, the two who were enjoying their tryst in the sacred spring changed complexion, hurriedly went ashore, and quickly dried off, slipping into the dry clothes they had prepared in advance.


    Meanwhile, a petite figure dashed to the shore with agility and speed to match a spirit cat, bursting through the dense forest excitedly.


    "Teacher, Lady Artemis, I caught it!"


    A young golden doe, shivering, was held high by two fair little hands.


    The successful little huntress, while barely over a meter tall, possessed sharp eyes akin to a fierce forest beast. Her green hair was unattended, growing wild without care or artifice, eschewing meticulous grooming for a raw, natural wildness.


    At the same time, a pair of delicate cat ears peeked out from her green locks, twitching softly; the small, feline tail behind her swayed happily, mirroring her joyful mood.


    "Well done, Atalanta is so impressive!"


    Luo En stepped forward, placing his hand on the fluffy little head, stroking gently while smiling in praise.


    However, this affectionate gesture caused the little green-haired cat girl to stiffen her face and swat away the teasing hand atop her head, indignantly reminding him.


    "Teacher, it''s quite rude to tousle a warrior''s head. I am not a little child who needs coddling!"


    Watching the little cat girl stand tall, solemnly declaring her independence and growth, Luo En could barely stifle his chuckle.


    For she was only three years old.


    But considering her overly proud little ego, Luo En patiently nodded in a somewhat indulgent acknowledgment of a warrior''s respect, all the while struggling to keep his amusement from showing as he muttered to himself.


    Well, in a sense, you are indeed an adult.


    After all, three years for a cat is equivalent to eighteen human years.


    A somewhat irresponsible teacher internally teased while deciding to feed his little Atalanta more lioness milk to hasten her development, continuing his Cat Lady nurturing plan.


    Indeed, this little cat girl was none other than the Arcadian princess he had found in the mountains��Atalanta.


    Perhaps due to the lioness''s milk, coupled with the blessing of the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, the Arcadian princess had awakened the divine elements within her body. As she grew, she assimilated traits of feline creatures such as lions, becoming a true Cat Lady.


    As both teacher and caregiver, Luo En was naturally very satisfied with Atalanta''s transformation, shaping her wholeheartedly into the image of the wild Cat Lady he envisioned.


    However, the flaw in this idyllic picture was that due to overly successful free-range upbringing, the cat girl, who grew up in the wilderness and the sanctuary, was too independent and not clingy at all.


    At only three, she had already begun hunting, depriving Luo En, her teacher, of much of the joy found in petting a cat.


    Now, he seemed to understand the resentment his own teacher, Circe, felt toward him.


    As Luo En reflected, little Atalanta ahead sniffed the air with her delicate nose, wrinkling her brow in confusion.


    "Strange, there''s a weird smell, like... heather?"


    "Cough, cough!"


    Luo En and Artemis hastily coughed, quickly changing the subject to divert little Atalanta''s attention.


    "It''s getting late."


    "Shall we have dinner?"


    At the mention of food, Atalanta licked her lips involuntarily and nodded immediately.


    "Okay, let''s head back to camp!"


    With that, the young Cat Lady released the young doe she had captured, and taking Luo En and Artemis by the arms, headed towards the campsite in the distance.


    Along the way, Atalanta kept herself busy, now asking her teacher to the left about combat techniques, then seeking hunting advice from the Goddess of the Hunt to the right.


    The three figures, two adults and one child, chatted intermittently as they strolled through the forest, resembling a family out for a walk, quickly reaching their destination in a harmonious mood.


    In the open valley ahead lay a majestic temple, constructed of cedar, cypress, white marble, and gold, standing tall and commanding.


    Nineteen nymphs returning from the hunt were either arranging their quivers, butchering their catch, or feeding the golden-horned deer that pulled their carts with grass.

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    The wisps of smoke had already risen from the bonfire in front of the temple, the roasting meat sizzling and oozing with oil, its golden hues glistening in the firelight, while the boiling mushroom soup wafted a delicious aroma.


    Inside the temple, nine graceful figures sat in two rows, as always, indulging in the post-hunt revelry, playing exquisite music and humming pleasant melodies.


    To the left in the temple, there were four:


    - Seated and holding a flute was Oute Erpe, her name meaning "joy," presiding over lyric poetry and music;


    - Standing and holding a comedy mask was Thalia, her name meaning "prosperity," overseeing comedy and pastoral poetry;


    - Beside her was Cleo, her name meaning "praise," in charge of history;


    - The melancholic one snuggling up was Polinnia, her name meaning "hymn," responsible for hymns and rhetoric.


    To the right in the temple, there were five:


    - Seated with a lyre was Terpsichore, her name meaning "dance," governing choral music and dance;


    - Standing with a wax tablet was Calliope, her name meaning "beautiful voice," in charge of epic poetry;


    - Holding a mask was Melpomene, her name meaning "song," presiding over tragedy and elegy;


    - Beside her was Urania, her name meaning "heavenly," overseeing astronomy and astrology;


    - The one with her back to the scene, embracing a lyre was Erato, her name meaning "lovely," responsible for love poetry and solo songs.


    Seeing Artemis, Luo En, and Atalanta approaching, all nine Muse goddesses stood up, cheerily inviting them to join the feast.


    As the hunting nymphs brought in the feast, Luo En shared the newly brewed wine.


    The goddesses gathered in front of the hunting sanctuary, enjoying the delicacies, drinking the fine wine, and dancing with the melody fostered by the intoxication.


    Caught up in the joyous atmosphere, the nymphs linked arms, unleashing their vibrant energies in wild dances.


    As the atmosphere became increasingly exuberant, even the demure Muses gradually mustered up the courage, batting their water-like eyes, extending an invitation to Luo En.


    Time flew, and it had been three years since Apollo''s exile.


    In the first six months, the nine Muses obediently stayed in the Goddess of the Hearth''s temple, close to Luo En, rarely venturing out.


    With Athena''s care, and Artemis'' occasional protection, they managed to fend off covetous gazes and gradually settled into a stable life.


    In the process of living together, they increasingly enjoyed their interactions with the God of Wine.


    It was not a relationship of subordination, but more like an equal exchange between friends.


    Unlike accompanying solely for the poetry of Chief God Apollo, serving as a backdrop to the red flower, this God of Wine was an excellent audience.


    Most of the time, he would take time to sit quietly in the audience, carefully listening to each of the Muses'' works, not only acknowledging their unique talents, but also giving precise evaluations and offering targeted suggestions for improvement.


    Whenever inspiration ran dry, the God of Wine would take them to appreciate the nature''s landscapes, step into human cities, or drink wine under the setting sun, sparking creativity through diverse experiences and feelings.


    Undoubtedly, being with this God of Wine were the most relaxing days in their memories.


    �� No need to think about how to follow orders; they just needed to be themselves.


    So, when alcohol stirred their instincts, overpowering reason, the Muses couldn''t help but crowd around, vying for the best audience, immersing themselves in indulgence, performing their own improvised music.


    However, before the nine Muses could determine a winner to seize the chance to dance with the "true love fan," a gentle cough interrupted their dispute.


    Artemis swirled her wine cup, looking towards the nine Muse goddesses with a ghostly gaze.


    Suddenly, the previously passionate Muses felt a chill, as if plunged into an ice cellar; their blood cooled rapidly, the drunken euphoria inside them dissipated greatly, they hastily retracted their necks, assuming an ostrich-like posture.


    Nevertheless, the Goddess of the Hunt''s gaze did not shift away from them; instead, it began to reveal a trace of suspicion.


    When did they become so close?


    Just as Artemis was about to ask, her hand was suddenly yanked.


    "Lady Artemis, since they are sincerely inviting us, you mustn''t put on any goddess airs."


    Luo En blinked with a smile, then drew Atalanta, who was next to him, towards the Muses by the fire.


    Instantly, the nine artistic goddesses took the hint, quickly grabbing Atalanta''s and Artemis'' hands, forming a circle and dancing lightly around the fire.


    The nineteen nymphs also laughed merrily, forming another ring on the outside, joining in the joyous singing and dancing.


    So, this was what it meant?


    Seeing the smiles on everyone''s faces, Artemis had an epiphany. She quietly moved closer to her lover, using the revelry to disguise her restless heart and actions unbecoming of a virgin goddess.


    Seeing that the female hunter beside him had dismissed her suspicion, Luo En couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief internally.


    That was close, almost got trapped by this group of Muses.


    To be safe, better not flaunt myself in front of my own sweetheart.


    It''s just as well; it''s about time for the next step of the plan to be carried out.


    Luo En made up his mind. After a dance beat ended, he pulled Artemis back to their original seats and spoke in a low voice.


    "I heard Thessaly has been struck by disaster."


    The murmurs by his ear made Artemis start, and she turned to look at her lover beside her. She then bit her lip tightly.


    "It''s a divine punishment; Father God will not agree, and I can''t leave my duties."


    "So, I was thinking to take them down to the Mortal World to have a look..."


    Luo En looked in the direction of Thessaly, suggesting something.


    Artemis, upon hearing this, instantly understood and felt overwhelmed with emotion.


    "What if we are discovered?"


    Luo En''s eyes were gentle, filled with empathy.


    "Don''t worry; we have just received an invitation from some mortal City Builders to travel to the Mortal World. Thessaly could be one of the options."


    Artemis''s eyes brightened with joy and she nodded in agreement.


    In this way, it was not just a visit to the serving Apollo but a journey by the way.


    However, before setting off, the Goddess of the Hunt was still worried about her lover, who dared to defy the orders of Father God Zeus for her sake.


    "Then you need to be careful."


    Luo En smiled and nodded; then, at the end of the banquet, he bade farewell to the reluctant Artemis and entrusted the young Atalanta to her care.


    With the Goddess of the Hunt out of sight, the cautious Muses sighed in relief, then turned their attention to the God of Wine and asked tentatively.


    "What next? Do we return to Olympus?"


    "No, to the Mortal World..."


    Luo En shook his head and murmured with profound meaning.


    "To accomplish a great deed."


    As he spoke, he raised his hand, snapping a twig to fashion a staff, and his body twisted. His upright form gradually stooped, black hair turning to white, and his eyes that shone like stars became clouded with gray.


    The blind old man then tapped his staff lightly, his lips curling into a contented smile.


    "From now on, we shall be known as��Homer..."


    The Muses looked at each other in astonishment, at a loss for words.


    ~~


    Several days later, on Mount Pelion, in a certain valley.


    A man with golden hair and green eyes, the upper half of his body humanely handsome and gentle, the lower half a sleek brown horse''s body, kneeled on the gradual slope outside the cave, on the green grassy land.


    Thud, thud, thud, thud...


    As the Centaur Deity rhythmically pounded the pestle in the mortar, the crisp sound of grinding medicine wafted into the spacious and airy cave behind him.


    "Teacher Horse, I''ve come to see you."


    Hearing that familiar address, the Centaur Deity hooves over, passing a thick, dark green potion to the blind old man at the entrance.


    "Teacher Horse, this isn''t necessary, I think I''m much better."


    Assailed by the pungent smell, the old man''s face turned green, and he immediately laughed awkwardly, trying to decline.


    "Don''t give up on treatment. The medicine needs to be washed over and combed through your eye meridians several times. Maybe it will cure your blindness."


    The gentle Centaur healer advised, then paused before adding,


    "Also, my name is Chiron..."


    "Alright then, Teacher Horse..."


    The blind old man, seeing that rejection was futile, blinked and murmured, resigned to accepting the stone bowl and pinching his nose to down the bitter, sour concoction.


    Ugh, my name is... never mind...


    Chiron took back the empty bowl, shaking his head helplessly at the peculiar nickname. He left behind some wild fruits wrapped in leaves to dispel the aftertaste for the patient, then trotted off,


    The old man invited into the cave held the rolled up leaves in his hand, tossing the contained fruit into his mouth to chew, his expression content. Then he tapped his staff and with his gray eyes looked toward the cave''s inhabitant with white hair��a melancholic young man��and offered a faint smile.


    "Long time no see, young brother Asclepius..."

 Chapter 223 164: Good Words Cant Persuade a Dead Ghost

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    In the dimly lit cave, a somber youth named "Asclepius" put down the medical book in his hand and gazed deeply at the old man with gray-white eyes, his brow furrowed.


    "Are you truly blind?"


    "In a world where black and white are indistinguishable, we are all blind. What you see may not be farther-reaching than what I see."


    The old man, or perhaps the blind poet Homer, disguised as some God of Wine, murmured meaningfully, then lifted his head toward the silver-haired youth, changing the topic abruptly.


    "So, take my advice, it''s better not to go to Cyprus."


    Asclepius picked up the invitation on the table adorned with rose patterns, glanced at the signature of Adonis, the Prince of Cyprus, and spoke indifferently.


    "I trust my patients; they would not harm me."


    "But he''ll bring you no small trouble."


    Luo En tapped his cane forward, earnestly advising, his gray-white eyes looking at the somber youth before him, showing a hint of pure goodwill.


    Asclepius, the son of the God of Light, Apollo, and a mortal princess, was the future Medicine God.


    The Centaur Chiron, outside the cave, was his mentor, teaching him medicine and hunting.


    As the child grew up, his talent in medicine had already surpassed his teacher''s, and he began to emerge from Mount Pelion, practicing medicine in various city-states and making quite a name for himself.


    This attracted many patients suffering from strange illnesses, inviting him to treat them.


    Adonis, who sent the invitation, was one of them.


    After numerous earnest invitations from his patients, this future Medicine God, having dealt with several cases, returned to his dwelling on Mount Pelion to prepare medicine and pack his bags for a journey to Cyprus Island.


    However, unlike the future Medicine God, who was devoted solely to healing and oblivious to other concerns, Luo En was well aware of the concealed ailment of the Prince of Cyprus and the trouble it entangled.


    Because of an attack by a Wild Boar transformed by Ares years ago, the Prince of Cyprus had since developed some unspeakable condition unique to men.


    Even Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love who could harden cotton into steel nails, personally took action, exhausting all her wiles to no avail.


    With no other choice, Adonis had to seek help from various doctors, abandoning all concealment.


    But after years of consultations and countless tonics, his condition had shown no sign of improvement.


    Therefore, as Asclepius, the esteemed student of Chiron, grew more prominent, the beleaguered Adonis naturally set his sights on this skilled physician, persistently inviting him to Cyprus to perhaps solve his private affliction.


    If it were just about healing, it might be simpler, but the situation involved the disputes of the gods of Olympus.


    Ares risked getting his face clawed by his old lover Aphrodite just to scare that pretty-boy Adonis into trouble, lessening the Love Goddess''s interest in him.


    Should this future Medicine God actually cure him, that brute Ares might do something reckless.


    Moreover, whether Hephaestus, Zeus, or other deities played a part in Adonis''s malady is uncertain.


    If this future Medicine God wants to avoid trouble, the best thing to do would be to stay out of the matter.


    After all, his father Apollo is still serving a sentence in Thessaly, and his aunt Artemis is too preoccupied to pay attention; if an accident were to occur, no one is available to protect the boy.


    A certain cheap uncle watched his "nephew" in a metaphorical sense, appearing calm on the surface, but his thoughts were already in turmoil.


    According to the original plan, the well-being of this cheap nephew was actually his first choice to manipulate Apollo and trap the God of Light into prison.


    ```


    But during the expedition to Arcadia, Pan''s lecherous goat inadvertently took the bullet, effectively replacing the role of the future Medicine God, Asclepius.


    Thus, Luo En simply went with the flow and didn''t really lay a hand on his unsuspecting nephew.


    Even under the entrusted care of his old lover Artemis, he came to Mount Pelion and got on good terms with the sage Chiron, looking after Apollo''s kin "by the way."


    Yet, even so, the future Medicine God always seemed to find a way to get into trouble.


    To have something to show to his old lover Artemis and out of respect for the future Medicine God, Luo En, upon knowing the next patient whom Asclepius intended to visit, deliberately stayed a few more days on Mount Pelion, hoping to persuade him against taking risks.


    However, just like his father, the God of Light, Asclepius clearly was not someone who took advice willingly.


    At this moment, the future Medicine God gazed at the blind old man before him, falling silent for a moment, solemnly reflecting.


    "With the gods of heaven and earth as my witnesses, I vow to do my utmost with all my capabilities and judgment, abiding by the creed of seeking the best interest of the afflicted, no matter the towering mountains or the long roads, nor the rough paths ahead!"


    With these words, he slung his neatly packed satchel over his shoulder.


    Clearly, this honorable future Medicine God would not forsake any patient in need of healing for his own personal desires and gains.


    Seeing this stubborn ox headed for the pit, Luo En felt helpless but still fished out a bronze badge from his bosom and handed it to the future Medicine God.


    "If you insist on going, take this with you."


    "What is this?"


    Asclepius asked in confusion, looking at the badge with a Medusa pattern in its center.


    "The emblem of the Pandion family, the City Builders of Athens."


    Luo En spoke in a deep voice, leaning on his staff.


    "Since you wish to heal and save people, once you''re done with this, have a look around Athens.


    There are many people there, and consequently, many patients. Plus, Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, seems to be preparing a new academy hoping to attract talent from various city-states. It would be an ideal place for academic development and the study of medicine.


    Your teacher Chiron has also received an invitation, and in time, perhaps you and your mentor can reunite in Athens."


    Asclepius nodded, placing the badge in his breast and rising to walk towards the cave entrance.


    And in the instant he stepped out of the cave, the future Medicine God paused briefly, his low voice carrying into the cave.


    "Although there seems to be a scent on you I don''t care for, thank you..."


    Watching the young man''s figure recede into the distance, eventually vanishing into the dense forest''s end, Luo En couldn''t help but lower his head to sniff himself, muttering under his breath.


    A dislikeable scent? Such a keen nose?


    Is it because of the nine Muses? Or perhaps it''s because of his aunt Artemis?


    Of course, the most likely reason is probably related to Apollo''s Divinity.


    It''s apparent that the relationship between this father and son is quite strained.


    Luo En muttered to himself for a while, shook his head, and with his staff, made his way to the clear valley stream.

 Chapter 224 165: Until I Took an Arrow in the Knee

    The Centaur Sage by the river''s edge rose up on all fours from the verdant meadow and looked back at the old man behind him.


    "Has he left?"


    "Hmm..."


    "Shouldn''t you be leaving too?"


    "Almost time, I guess."


    Luo En nodded, sat down on a piece of bluestone with a bend of his waist, swiftly pulled out paper and pen, then suddenly took on a serious demeanor and asked earnestly.


    "So, whom did we talk about last time?"


    "Uranus, the Father of Heaven."


    "Very well, Teacher Horse, please continue, I''m all ears."


    "..."


    Chiron glanced at the blind old man before him and ultimately chose not to correct the strange address, opting instead to patiently continue the story about Uranus, the first of the Titan Gods.


    A few days earlier, the blind poet who called himself "Homer" had come to his dwelling on Mount Pelion, pretending to seek medical advice.


    During the consultation, he showed no concern for his own afflictions; instead, he eagerly asked a myriad of strange questions.


    For instance, where did the primal Life originate from?


    Did a ruler by the name of "Chaos" exist within the ancient Chaos?


    What was the past of the twelve Titans?


    Were the gods of the Titan era more like men or more like beasts in their usual ways?


    Before the woman Pandora came into being, how did the first golden humanity procreate?


    These perplexing questions covered local customs, historical legends, rumors, and secrets among other things; many were beyond his own knowledge, so he could only pick a small portion of the questions he knew about to explain.


    Yet, he was extraordinarily content.


    And to obtain more detailed information, the odd old man even used his blindness as an excuse, lingering on Mount Pelion for several days.


    A gentle breeze brushed by, the old man, now an audience, listened quietly to Chiron''s explanation, while his pen moved over the parchment, inscribing line after line of profound and beautiful Sacred Words.


    "Uranus, from which all life is born, a constant in the universe,


    The oldest of gods, the beginning and end of everything,


    Father of the cosmos, you orbit the earth like planets,


    The abode of the blissful gods, you traverse in but an instant,


    Guarding the heavens and the earth, enveloping all creation!


    In your heart, you endure the inevitability of Nature''s law.


    Within you lies the indomitable deep blue, shining bright, ever-shifting,


    An outstanding spirit of bliss, you see all things, and you will birth Cronos,


    Hear me speak, grant the faithful a holy Life."


    As the last sentence finished, the blind old man set aside the parchment to dry with satisfaction and continued to inquire.


    "Good, what about the next one, the second-generation Divine King, Cronos? What kind of existence was he?"


    The Sage Chiron pondered for a moment, as usual, offering a fair description.


    The old man''s pen began to move again, and as he traced the letters, Chiron caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye: around the blind man, nine graceful figures seemed to come in and out of view as if made of air.


    Whenever there was a pause in coining phrases or he faced difficulty in refining the text, the nine figures would react differently:


    Some would grasp the old man''s arm, taking the pen for him; others hummed in his ear, calming his mood;


    Some brushed past his grey eyes, broadening his vision within Chaos; others gently cradled his ancient head, awakening thoughts from their wellspring.


    ...


    At the same time, the expressions, demeanor, and aura of the old man''s aged face seemed to shift continuously, now somber, now cheerful; now dignified, now lively; now angered, now serene... as if countless roles, memories, and personalities flooded into his brain, collectively coloring the lines of Sacred Words beneath his pen.


    "Cronos, father of gods and men, you age not,


    Clever, pure, strong, and valiant Titan,


    You destroy all and rebirth all,


    In the bond of Immortality, you embrace the infinite cosmos,


    Cronos, eternal master of time, Cronos of a thousand faces,


    Son of Gaea and starry Uranus!


    Origin, growth, decay, husband of Rhea, precursor of dignity,


    You dwell in every corner of the universe, you are the ancestor of life,


    Cunning and bravest of all! Hear my plea,


    Grant my Life abundance and an unblemished ending."


    The period dropped, the scratching pen ceased its motion, and the old man showed a contented smile, passing the parchment filled with characters across.


    "How is it?"


    Gazing upon the Sacred Words, Chiron''s eyes revealed astonishment, as though he could see through the paper to the grandeur of history past, as if the silhouette from a certain memory sprang into vivid existence on the page.


    Yet, imperfect it was.


    "It''s beautifully written."


    "Which part?"


    "I mean the character portrayal..."


    Chiron looked at the description of Cronos on the parchment and honestly pointed out the errors.


    Upon hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but give a wry smile.


    This Centaur Sage, Chiron, was in fact a full deity born of the Titan King Cronos and the goddess Philyra.


    But because Cronos mated with Philyra in the form of a horse, Chiron was born in the shape of a centaur.


    His mother Philyra, unwilling to nurse him due to his odd appearance, ultimately transformed herself into a linden tree.


    Combined with the notoriety of Cronos for devouring his offspring, it''s only natural that Chiron''s view of his parents wasn''t too favorable.


    As for the skeptic in question, Luo En, the author himself, had a prepared justification ready.


    "Since it''s a Sacred Word praising the gods and creation, it''s only natural to show them in a more favorable light, and a bit of embellishment is appropriate."


    Chiron, after a moment''s thought, nodded in agreement and, realizing his own impertinence, showed a hint of an apologetic look.


    Teacher Horse, what a good soul!


    Seeing this, Luo En felt moved that in the lands of Greece, he encountered such a rare species of pure goodness but also couldn''t help feeling a twinge of guilt for the half-hearted concealment.


    Well then, as a pragmatist, he would only bother to embellish that scoundrel Cronos when it served a purpose.


    The reason for doing so was that whitewashing Cronos would indirectly blacken Zeus''s act of usurpation.


    As humankind proliferated upon the earth, the gods seemed unaware that an era where culture determines faith had arrived.


    The pen is mightier than the sword; if one can control this narrative power, reshaping the image of the gods in literature and history, then one inevitably influences humanity''s belief in different deities.


    And of course, writers have always loved to mix in their personal agendas.


    But to create a universally acclaimed literary work, expanding one''s influence requires the sharpest minds and inspiration.


    It was for this underlying purpose that Luo En braved the risk of deeply offending Apollo, managing to acquire the nine Muses from the God of Light, and took this opportunity to descend to the mortal world and, under the collective pseudonym "Homer," carry out his long-planned scheme.


    ��which was to revise the "Sacred Words," write the "Divine Chronicle," and surreptitiously grind up the doctrine of his Dionysian Sect and sneak it in.


    Of course, to appear impartial, it was necessary to seek out the parties involved and the informed, to conduct "historical research."


    The good-hearted Chiron was his first interviewee.


    Aside from this, he had other designs regarding Teacher Horse himself.


    It seems that because the linden tree that his mother became was a kind-hearted type of tree towards the world. Its flowers could be used in medicine, and the bark was used for divination tablets.


    Thus, even without parental love, Chiron never wallowed in self-pity nor lashed out against the world, but instead grew up to study diligently and become a sage.


    Generally speaking, besides being outstanding hunters with the lower body of a horse combined with exceptional bow and arrow skills, centaurs also have a savage side that involves snatching various items.


    For instance, the centaur tribes Luo En and Artemis encountered in Arcadia were the untamable kind.


    Only Chiron was especially marked with the impression of a "sage," his gentle nature also being unique among centaurs.


    Grown up, Chiron mastered all sorts of knowledge, and thanks to his composed character and clever teaching methods, the number of "future heroes" of Greece educated by him were countless.


    Hercules, Achilles, Asclepius who later became the god of medicine, and Castor who became part of Gemini were all his students.


    In addition, Jason, the leader of the Argonauts and the suitor of Medea, was also one of his students, truly his influence was widespread.


    Moreover, the reason Luo En chose the residence of Teacher Horse as his first stop was partly due to his old flame Artemis''s entrustment to look after his cheap nephew Asclepius, and partly because he intended to scout for Athena.


    ����Heeding his advice, that Goddess of Wisdom founded the "Academy of Athens" in Athens, focusing on the popularization of academia and magic.


    Since it had just started, there was a severe shortage of both teaching staff and student sources.


    The widely respected sage Chiron was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.


    Furthermore, as an unwelcome son of Cronos, Chiron was also well-suited to become an ally in opposition to Olympus.


    Although he was uninvolved in worldly disputes, in these chaotic times, inaction was seen as a weakness, and that would not necessarily spare you from fate at a critical moment.


    As far as Luo En knew, one day in the future, while resolving disputes among the centaurs, Chiron, the good-hearted, would be hit by a mysterious poisoned arrow and suffer continuously due to his immortality.


    Until the non-confrontational Centaur Sage became "Sagittarius," retired to Olympus, adorned the heavens with divine authority, and returned his immortality to the gods, he would finally be freed from this pain.


    And the person who fired the poisoned arrow was none other than his most proud disciple, the great hero Hercules.


    Moreover, it was Hercules, who in a quarrel over a cask of wine brewed by the God of Wine with a group of centaurs, started the conflict.


    The hot-headed great hero pursued and brutally assaulted these centaurs who angered him.


    But one arrow aimed at the centaurs skimmed off the unlucky arm of one and, unfortunately, hit Chiron in the knee.


    The participants of this tragedy, aside from Hercules and that group of centaurs, included the venom smeared on the arrow, originating from the Hydra that the Great Strength God had slain.


    A destiny cobbled together by a series of "coincidences," if there wasn''t some trickery involved, even Luo En would not believe it.


    Therefore, whether as a suspect of the case or to vex the King of Olympus, he had to snuff out this potential future, and lure the talented Teacher Horse to Athens.


    With this in mind, Luo En''s expression turned solemn as he spoke in a deep voice.


    "Teacher Horse, your disciple Asclepius has already accepted the invitation from the Academy of Athens and plans to reunite with you in Athens after his travels in Cyprus. Through the revelations of fate, I foresee some misfortune might befall him, so..."


    Chiron, upon hearing this, fell silent for a moment, then pulled out the Bronze Eleph of Medusa from his bosom, and after several days of hesitation, finally made up his mind, replying solemnly.


    "Athens, you say? Very well, I shall go..."


    Seeing that he had finally managed to lure the Centaur Sage onto the bandits'' ship, a certain unscrupulous deity who specialized in deceiving the honest showed a satisfied smile.


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 Chapter 225 166 As Long as the Hoe is Swung Well, There is No Corner that Cant be Dug Out (4.2k)

    The next day, Mount Pelion.


    The wise Chiron, unable to put his mind at ease about his disciple, decided to set out for Athens at the earliest opportunity.


    Before parting, Luo En moved his lips but ultimately chose to remain silent, not revealing to Chiron the matter of the future Medicine God heading to Cyprus.


    Although Asclepius was just an illegitimate son whom Apollo didn''t think highly of, he was still considered a relative within the Olympian System. Even if he accidentally offended those uncles and aunts, as long as they were wary of Apollo and Artemis''s status, they would likely show some restraint, and probably wouldn''t go too far.


    After all, the example of Pan''s death lay before them, and Apollo had just been exiled to the mortal world for a similar affair.


    If another such incident were to occur, Zeus, for the sake of maintaining superficial justice, would also have to crack down hard on the one who caused trouble.


    But if Chiron followed shortly after to Cyprus and got involved with his student in the troublesome affairs there, he might not be so lucky.


    After all, who made this Centaur fellow the character no one likes?


    Having been around the Olympus relatives too much might lead to Zeus recalling Chiron, this illegitimate brother, prematurely, transforming him into a constellation, reclaiming his divinity, to adorn his own heavenly authority.


    So, after much thought, Luo En decided it was wiser to let the old fellow go to the Academy of Athens to teach his lessons properly.


    However, with the absence of this ever-helpful sage as a subject of interview, Mount Pelion lost its significance to remain.


    After sending off Chiron from his sight, Luo En shook his head and transformed from an aged blind man back into a handsome young form, turning to walk into the valley.


    Past the dense woods of the outer area, a cheerful song carried by the wind reached Luo En''s ears.


    "Come, let us start with the Muse. They sing together in chorus, narrating events with their voices to delight the great mind of Zeus, father of Olympus. Sweet is the song that flows from their lips, a sound endlessly pleasurable; their pure voice carries, pleasing the hall of their father, Heavenly God Zeus, the snowy peaks of Mount Olympus, the halls of the immortals are filled with echoes. They start their immortal song from the beginning, first praising the race of respectable deities��the ones born from the union of Earth and wide Heaven, givers of all useful things. At the beginning and the end of their songs, they praise Zeus, father of gods and men, as the most intelligent among the deities, the most powerful and strong. Furthermore, they also sing of mortals and Giants, pleasing the heart of Zeus in Olympus�� they are the Muses of Olympus, outstanding daughters of Zeus, bearer of the Divine Shield..."


    Within the open valley, the nine manifested literary Goddesses surrounded the gurgling stream, standing or sitting, opening their scrolls to review, humming impromptu the preludes they had composed.


    It was both the opening of a book and a hymn written for the Muses themselves.


    "They tread lightly in dance, by the azure springs or around the altar of Wine and Merriment. After bathing their delicate bodies in the Parnassus River, Hippocrene Spring, or Oute Erpe, they perform beautiful and lovely dances atop Mount Helicon, energy flowing in their steps. They leave here at night, wrapped in thick fog, humming melodious songs of praises for the gods..."


    As the lyrical sentences turned into musical notes, flowing from their lips, various scenes from the past three years emerged in the minds of the Muses.


    Within them were poems and wine, music and songs, performances and audiences, each frame an unfading silhouette treasured in memory.


    Caught in waves of reverie, the tune from the Muses'' mouths gradually went off-key, and one by one, they blushed.


    ��As if, what they were reading was not a literary masterpiece crafted with exquisite words, but a love poem dedicated to the Muses themselves.


    ��Or perhaps, it was both, a fusion of meticulousness and romance.


    "Clap clap~"


    Clear applause came from within the woods, as the handsome [audience] leaned against a tree trunk, smiling and offering his usual [listening] and [praise] to the Muses'' performance.


    "God of Wine, sir!"


    At the moment they saw Luo En, the nine Muses cheered in unison, excitedly gathering around him.


    Waving their manuscripts in hand, they chattered with inquiries.


    "This line, [praising Zeus��the bearer of the Divine Shield], should we add an adjective, [the Almighty Zeus]? It would correspond well with the next line [praising the venerable Hera��the Goddess with golden sandals from Argus], right?"


    "Isn''t that too complicated?"


    "I think it''s just right."


    Calliope, skilled in epic heroism, Clio, who values precise history, and Euterpe, focused on lyric poetry, had differing opinions.


    "Here, should we add a rest?"


    "I think an aria is more appropriate!"


    "No, the overall rhythm should lean towards joyfulness!"


    Euterpe, adept in solos and love poetry, Melpomene, responsible for tragedy and elegy, and Thalia, in charge of comedy and pastoral, were unbending.


    "This this this, [praising Zeus, bearer of the Divine Shield, father to the bright-eyed Athena, as well as Phoebus Apollo, Artemis who delights in archery, Poseidon the bearer and shaker of the earth, venerable Themis, seductive Aphrodite...], how can we use simplified dance gestures to represent each deity''s traits?"


    "Why use dance? Can''t we project the corresponding constellations onto the stage as well?"

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    "It''s a bit overwhelming, let''s opt for a static background instead,"


    Terpsichore, who loves dancing, Urania, who presides over astronomy, and Polyhymnia, who is in charge of hymns and rhetoric, each had their own opinion.


    Facing the clamor of the nine Muse Goddesses, Luo En listened patiently to everyone''s opinions. He first gave his views based on the effect of the live performance, then suggested with a smile,


    "My views might be biased, so how about we compose and revise according to your ideas first? Then we can play them one by one in the city-states we''ve been to, see which version is more popular, and adopt that method for the final version!"


    "Great!"


    The Muses nodded in agreement, their faces showing eagerness to try.


    Luo En raised his pen and paper with a faint smile and inquired,


    "So, in order, which city is next for us?"


    "Euterpe!"


    The Muses burst into laughter, pushing forward the fifth among the sisters.


    Holding a lyre, the young maiden in charge of love poetry rolled her eyes at her sisters, then with her cheeks flushed red, stepped to the front of the group.


    Luo En smiled and extended his hand, preparing to blend divinity with this Muse as usual, to let her take over Homer''s account, to create new poetry in the next city.


    However, Euterpe just smiled mischievously. Accompanied by a gasp from the Muses on the scene, she swiftly hooked her arms around the neck of this male god, stood on tiptoe, and surprised him with a kiss on his forehead��a bold and fiery way to offer her own unique blessing and inspiration.


    Luo En was momentarily stunned, then he touched his forehead where the warmth lingered and looked at Euterpe, who had retreated back into the group of Muses, her face blushing, too shy to look up. He couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and bewilderment.


    Love always made people act recklessly, blindly, and impulsively.


    The rest of the Muses were either egging on, sourly scolding, or showing envy, instantly filling the valley with a merry atmosphere.


    Leaving Mount Pelion, the nine Muses, led by the God of Wine, assumed the name of Homer and moved forward.


    They had visited Gaea''s ancient dungeons, paid homage to Rhea''s abandoned temples, climbed the old site of Mount Othrys, and gazed upon the birthplace of the original Goddess of Wisdom Metis...


    The whispers of the ancient gods were the best material for writing; the casual conversation of nymphs was superb for adding interesting details; and the mountains, stones, and trees, which never lied, bore witness to history and civilization most sincerely.


    With the united effort of the Muses, the grand and majestic Sacred Words, the detailed and rigorous Divine Chronicle, and the rebellious Song of the Titans were continuously filled out and perfected under the pen of the blind poet Homer.


    And at each performance, the audience that heard the news and came was packed, sending up unanimous applause.


    That wasn''t hypocritical flattery for the gods, but pure admiration for "art"!


    This excited the Muses immensely, immersing both body and spirit in the sense of accomplishment gained on the journey.


    Gradually, they enjoyed this life more and more.


    In comparison, the days on Olympus were so dull and empty;


    Accompanying Chief God Apollo''s love poetry felt so contrived;


    Offering repeated hymns of praise to the gods was so exaggerated and boring...


    Divinity allowed them to dwell in the heavens.


    But humanity let them sing freely!


    As the journey continued, the Muses, assuming the fictional identity of the blind poet Homer, silently underwent some indescribable transformation, using the tip of the pen, music, and song to record the traces of the world.


    However, after navigating a rugged cliff, the view before them startled the Muses from their beautiful dream.


    ��Enormous rocks, eroded by time into various shapes, gray stalagmites shooting up into the sky praising the natural artistry. Below lay vast plains, forests, canyons, and picturesque villages, within the boundless jungles and profound valleys, one could vaguely make out huge skeletons.


    Luo En tapped his staff, looking up and pondering over the city-state nestled within the distant mountains.


    "Thessaly, we''ve arrived..."


    The Muses, looking at the unfinished manuscripts in their hands, sighed in unison, a sense of melancholic frustration and reluctance brewing in their hearts, holding them back from moving forward.


    "The Father God said that no one is allowed to visit Lord Apollo..."


    With a deep and soft murmur, the Muses'' eyes unanimously turned toward Clio in the group.


    This meticulous scholar of history, holding her scrolls, spoke seriously.


    "Let''s just confirm from a distance. It''s good as long as Lord Apollo is safe. Getting too close might anger the Father God and perhaps extend Lord Apollo''s sentence."


    "Exactly!"


    "That''s right!"


    "We must consider Lord Apollo!"


    The Muses'' eyes lit up, and they nodded in agreement, as the tense atmosphere was subtly alleviated.


    Watching the group of Muses eagerly express their concern for Apollo''s safety, Luo En smiled faintly, pointing toward a green, gentle slope.


    "Look, it seems to be over there."


    The Muses nodded with pleasure, peering through the dense forest from afar.


    At this moment, the melodious sound of a lyre came from the hillside, enchanting the wild beasts that stepped out of the thicket: leopards and lions moved tamely among the flocks of sheep, deer and antelope danced to the rhythm of the lyre, and a handsome shepherd was surrounded and protected in the center, with a serene and joyful atmosphere all around.


    Beside them, a middle-aged man in civilian clothes, with a broad nose and straight mouth, sat on a greenstone boulder nearby, entranced by the music, tapping his thigh in time with the beat.


    Meanwhile, several fully armored attendants with swords patrolled the vicinity, indicating the noble status of the middle-aged man.


    "It seems to be Admetos, the King of Thessaly."


    Looking at the harmonious scene, Clio let out a sigh of relief.


    Luo En''s face also showed a relieved smile.


    "It looks like Lord Apollo is well taken care of by the king; he''s having a good time."


    "Yes, yes."


    The Muses nodded unanimously, their expressions light and cheerful, clearly delighted that their former master was being well treated.


    But soon after, they looked at each other and fell into a strange silence.


    Finally, the impulsive Euterpe couldn''t help coughing and looked evasively at the path behind them.


    "Cough, so..."


    "Exactly!"


    "That''s right!"


    Before Euterpe could finish, the Muses intuitively nodded, their eyes full of approval.


    Since Lord Apollo is fine, there''s no need for us to worry anymore.


    To avoid disturbing his punishment, we should leave as soon as possible.


    Immediately, the nine Muses, in silent agreement, simultaneously turned to leave.


    "Boom!"


    However, just then, the forest shook, and pitch-black dungeons hundreds of meters long appeared abruptly, tearing through the tranquil valley and gentle slope, as if connecting to the bottomless abyss.


    "Roar!"


    The next moment, deep roars resounded, and massive black and brown arms as large as mountains burst through the holes, smashing into the ground. The violent gusts uprooted the surrounding trees, and the birds of the forest scattered in panic.


    Witnessing the giants and monsters, resembling small mountains, emerging from the dungeons, Luo En''s complexion changed.


    He now understood where those gigantic skeletons in the Thessaly valley had come from.


    Clearly, the bloodline of the Titans'' rebellion had not been eradicated from this land!


    They were trying to reclaim everything that once belonged to them from the hands of humans and the gods.


    And coincidentally, one of the dungeons had appeared right on the gentle slope where Apollo was herding and playing his music.


    "Bang!"


    With a thunderous land quake, a blue-black arm smashed into the ground, and dozens of cattle and sheep under its grasp were reduced to pulp before they could even cry out.


    Apollo, standing on the spot, was instantly buried by the splattered flesh and dust.


    "Quick, help!"


    Seeing this, Luo En immediately barked a warning.


    Apollo can''t die now, at least not before he has played out his remaining usefulness...


    And besides, his divinity was only sealed, not vanished. If he got hurt, he might actually break free from his chains returning early to Olympus, which wouldn''t be very pleasant.


    Just perfect.


    The very last step of his scheming was at hand.


    As his thoughts raced, Luo En instantly dropped his disguise and reverted to his original form, taking the lead and charging toward the location of the God of Light.


    Seeing the leader of their venture since coming down the mountain rush out first, the nine Muses snapped out of their daze and immediately followed Luo En, joining the fray.

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    On the hillside, the King of Thessaly, Admetos, looked at the terrifying figures that were emerging from the dungeon, his face turning pale.


    Gigantes!


    They were the bloodline of the Titans, also called "Earthborn."


    Legend has it that when the second Divine King, Kronos, castrated Uranus, the Father of Heaven, on the command of Mother Earth Gaea, Uranus''s divine blood sprayed from his wounds below, which was absorbed by Gaea, and thus she bore a large number of Titan Giants, the forebears of the Gigantes.


    Latter, the Titanomachy broke out, Mount Olympus and Mount Othrys engaged in bloody slaughter throughout Thessaly, achieving final victory.


    But those Titan bloodlines who did not submit to the rule of Divine King Zeus merged into the Gigantes, continuing their resistance against Olympus.


    However, in the face of the increasingly dominant demigods of Olympus, the Gigantes clan frequently battled and lost, suffering continuous defeats.


    The most recent charge could be traced back to the upheaval caused by Atlas, the Titan Giant, over a decade ago.


    Even though the Gigantes, under the leadership of Atlas, stormed Mount Olympus with fierce momentum and challenged the gods, they ultimately fell at the hands of Goddess of Wisdom Athena, leading to their leader, Atlas, being reduced to a prisoner holding up a corner of the heavens.


    Since that significant blow, the severely weakened Gigantes gradually disappeared from sight.


    Yet, just over a decade had passed, and these remnants of bygone times could not contain their restlessness, burrowing out of their underground burrows.


    And, the landing site they chose was none other than the very Thessaly over which he ruled.


    The King of Thessaly, surrounded by deep shadows, looked up at the entourage of towering Giants with difficulty, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, internally regretting not heeding the temple Priest''s warning.


    ����Recently, bizarre sounds have been constantly emerging from underneath Thessaly, and a sense of unease is evident among the insects, fish, birds, and beasts in the mountains.


    The Priests, sensing the anomalous events, had urged him to perform a grand sacrifice to the great god Zeus, to gain divine revelations from the gods.


    However, he was then deeply in love with his newlywed wife and did not take this matter to heart.


    As a result, one misstep planted the seed of disaster.


    Realizing the urgency of the situation, the King of Thessaly immediately drew his bronze sword and yelled at his guards.


    "Hurry back and report, have the city seal the gates, be on full alert!"


    With the approach of those towering figures, Admetos tore off his loose robe and took up a round shield from a guard, shouting boldly as he thrust himself forward.


    "Form a phalanx, face the enemy!"


    Clearly, he was attempting to put together a makeshift defensive line centered around himself.


    In the world of the gods, humans are far too insignificant and fragile.


    Even the Divine Blood Guard, descended from the family of City Builders, were but slightly stronger ants against these Gigantes.


    At this moment, the only thing that might pose an obstacle to them was he himself, a Demigod and City Builder.


    Whether from the duty of a king or the consciousness of a strong man.


    He needed to step up at this moment, to buy enough time for the people of Thessaly to react.


    And en route to the preparation, Admetos did not forget to push the handsome shepherd behind him, signaling his guards to usher him onto a warhorse.


    Although as monarch of the land, his days were not particularly affluent, given that it was a region ravaged by the Titan war, a wild and rugged land.


    But ever since he followed the oracle of great Zeus and the prophecies of the temple Priests, taking in two slaves from a foreign land, everything in Thessaly had started to improve.


    Not only did fishing and herding flourish under the laborious work of the two foreign slaves.


    But even he personally had good fortune due to his kindness toward the shepherd behind him, leading to marriage with a beautiful wife.


    ����The King of Iolcus, Peli As, agreed to give his daughter in marriage only to someone who could ride in a chariot drawn by lions and bears, and the shepherd behind him, using his unique talent for controlling animals, satisfied the marriage requirement, allowing him to marry the princess from the neighboring land.


    Now, he and his wife lived in harmonious happiness.


    To express his gratitude to the shepherd, Admetos not only reduced his hardships but also frequently visited the place where the shepherd herded, taking the role of an audience to listen to his music.


    After many such visits, Admetos, although vaguely aware of the shepherd''s extraordinary origins, wisely did not probe further. The other was quite content with this way of getting along, and the two thus formed deep friendship.


    Whether because of friendship or gratitude, he wanted the shepherd to survive.


    However, the shepherd stubbornly stood his ground, refusing to mount the horse, squandering his earnest effort.


    Admetos raised his shield, gritting his teeth to block a gray-brown arm, then swung his sword to sever two fingers as thick as tree trunks, unable to help but turn his head and shout angrily.


    "You fool, if you don''t go now, it will be too late!"


    "No need..."


    As the shepherd was being pushed by the two Divine Blood guards, he murmured, raising his head towards the front, a look of conflicting emotions and a sense of humiliation surfacing in his eyes.


    "We don''t need to run anymore."


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    At the same time, the ground shook, ether in the air furiously converged and surged. A majestic golden figure of a Bull, moving at breathtaking speed, charged down the mountain path, ramming and trampling over the Titan Giants in its way, planting itself like a mountain in front of the Apollo and the field in Thessaly where the King stood.

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    A group of Titan Giants and divine beasts that had just crawled out of the dungeon hadn''t even had time to react before they were suddenly struck by immense force, sent soaring into the air, and crashed down heavily. Bright red blood was flung about wantonly, and the clear sound of snapping bones was incessant.


    Meanwhile, three Giants who prided themselves on their arm strength and bravery, defiantly swinging their fists, moved forward shoulder to shoulder, attempting to tear apart this rampaging "Bull."


    But the moment they made contact, the once substantial "Bull" suddenly dispersed into a mist, transforming into an agile and swift "Goat" that leaped high over their heads. Then, two legs enveloped in golden divinity generated fierce winds as they descended like a whip made of steel.


    Accompanied by a series of dull booms, the heads of the three obstructing Titan Giants exploded, a rancid mixture of red, black, and white fluids spurting from their severed necks, and sprinkling like rain upon the dense woods and ground around them.


    "Damn it! It''s a half-breed from Olympus, everyone, attack together!"


    The team''s leader, a Giant with a lion''s head at the front, seeing his companions fall one after the other to that figure, immediately waved his hand and roared, ordering his men to deal with this threat from their rear first.


    Upon hearing the command, the Titan "Eagle-Winged Divine Beast," a "Stone Titan" with a body ablaze, and the primeval "Magic Beast" with seven or eight snake heads growled as they charged out of the ranks, each unleashing their deadliest skills.


    In an instant, bronze feathers shot out like arrows, torrents of red-black flames gushed forth, and a downpour of dark green venom all assailed them relentlessly.


    Seeing there was no escape, Luo En stomped his foot heavily, and the discs rotated behind him. The streams in the surrounding rivers, the moisture in the air, even the water veins beneath the ground, all converged around him under the pull of divinity, forming a massive water-blue "Monoceros."


    Then, the Great Whale swayed its head and tail, opened its mouth to swallow, and sucked in the incoming feathers, flames, and venom in one fell swoop.


    Then, at the brink of its limit, the whale, now a black-green monstrous creature, let out a low growl and charged into the enemy''s front lines before bursting apart with a loud boom.


    The unsuspecting "Eagle-Winged Divine Beast," "Stone Titan," and primeval "Magic Beast" were drenched head-to-toe, emitting sizzling corrosion noises as choking plumes of smoke rose from their bodies.


    Painful screams followed immediately.


    "My turn!"


    Simultaneously, the figure on the mountain path had already used the "Goat''s" divine speed to charge into the ranks, and immediately switched to the golden shadow of a "Bull" behind him. His arms, wrapped in golden divinity, swung down like a massive battering ram.


    The first to bear the brunt, the "Stone Titan," shattered in an instant, turning into scorched black rubble that tumbled across the ground, its core of living fire extinguished by the raging divine torrent.


    The "Eagle-Winged Divine Beast" that came next didn''t even have time to react before one of its huge legs was seized.


    Suddenly, this towering Titan creature was flung around like a rag doll by tremendous force, repeatedly smashed against the ground, leaving one horrific crater after another.


    Feathers and flesh flew everywhere, making the scene horrifyingly bloody and cruel.


    "Hiss~~!"


    Seeing its two companions meet such a grisly end, the remaining primeval "Magic Beast" let out a frightened scream, raising its multiple snake heads, eroded to the bone, and frantically spewing venom mixed with its divine blood.


    The moment the dense green liquid touched the air, it instantly expanded into a vast poisonous fog that swept toward the front.


    In an instant, the area became dark and oppressive, with any plants or animals that came into contact with the poison withering and dying immediately, even stones began to smoke and sizzle.


    Luo En merely inhaled from a distance and felt his head grow heavy and his vision blur.


    It must be said that, in the Age of Greek Gods, "Poison" was a particularly difficult divinity to appraise, with both high upper and lower limits.


    Mighty heroes like Hercules and the sage Chiron had fallen to the corruption of "Poison''s" divinity.


    As the poisonous fog spread, Luo En turned his head to look behind him. His brows furrowed as he saw several figures collapse like drunken people, spitting foam at the mouth after looking over a number of cows and sheep.


    The toxin this time might not be as dreadful as the "Hydra''s," far from enough to bring him down, but ordinary demigods and mortals might not be able to withstand it.


    In just a few seconds, ordinary people affected by the poison had already collapsed in droves.


    At that moment, seeing the "Divine Blood Guard" and King Admetos beside him succumb to unconsciousness, their faces turning a cyanotic purple as black blood oozed from their mouths, Apollo finally couldn''t bear it any longer. Holding his friend tightly, he bit through his lip in rage, turned towards the figure that had appeared before him, and let out a humiliated, explosive shout.


    "Help us!"


    "Zing~!"


    Just then, from outside the green fog, a clear sound of a "Lyre" resonated, followed by the flute, divine words, and chants playing in concert.


    "Song of Sound, Verse of Music, I command thee, restore the light!"


    Accompanied by elegant chords and chanting, the dense aether was summoned by divine music, turning into musical notes that crashed into the poisonous fog, creating a sizzling sound as if searing the air, burning away the foul greenish-gray mist like sunlight breaking through clouds.


    For a moment, the Cottus Giants who had long dwelled underground clutched their eyes, letting out agonized wails.


    The lion-headed leader in the group clearly knew the score, and as he saw the nine erudite goddesses, each holding an instrument, a scroll, or a wax tablet, gracefully approach, he immediately narrowed his pupils and waved his hand to order a retreat.


    "It''s the Muses! Retreat! Retreat quickly!"


    Upon hearing that iconic name of the deity, the remaining dozen or so Giants scrambled into a dungeon, fleeing deep into the veins of the earth, aided by the divinity bestowed by earth''s protection.


    As the last of the Titan monsters disappeared over the horizon, this small-scale rebellion of the Cottus clan ended once again without incident.


    The nine Muses who had come to the rescue flew swiftly over the dissipating poison fog and arrived in succession at the front of the sloping hill, each reaching out an arm, trying to help the Chief God to his feet.


    "Lord Apollo, how are you?"


    "Get away!"


    However, Apollo, dressed as a shepherd, swept his arm out without the slightest hint of mercy, pushing away the surrounding women with a face as dark as still waters.


    "A bunch of useless trash!"


    Chastised without reason, the nine Muses bit their lips tightly, their faces turning somewhat pale.


    Luo En, seeing this, couldn''t help but frown and spoke up in their defense.


    "Apollo, what are you doing?"


    "I''m disciplining my Lesser Deities. Since when is it your turn to interfere?"


    Hearing the challenge, Apollo glanced at Luo En behind him, his anger growing even more intense.


    It was all this man''s fault that he had exposed his most desperate and disgraceful side in front of his subordinates!


    And these Muses, they were a bunch of useless trash too!


    They could have appeared earlier or later but chose to show up exactly when he had to ask others for help.


    It seemed, perhaps because he couldn''t stand the God of Light''s workplace bullying, that Luo En spoke out with righteous indignation on behalf of the innocent Muses beside him.


    "During the time you were being punished, Lady Artemis entrusted them to me for care. Seeing them treated unjustly, I naturally have the duty to protect them!"


    Hearing these words, Apollo felt as if struck by lightning, his face turning the color of liver as he looked incredulously at the surrounding Muses and Luo En before him.


    "You... taking care of them?"


    "Yes!"


    Luo En nodded, candidly revealing the experiences of the past three years.


    "Because you were being punished, they were also coveted and implicated. To ensure their safety, Lady Artemis asked me to take care of the Muses in your stead."


    "Take care of them for me? Should I be thanking you?" Apollo''s face turned cold, his voice trembling slightly.


    "There''s no need for that, I was merely entrusted by Lady Artemis."


    Luo En generously waved his hand, but then his expression changed, and he pointed behind to the Muses, declaring their grievances with righteous indignation.


    "As for these Muses, they have been implicated by you, but they didn''t abandon their duties and have been tending to your temple. They came all the way from Olympus to Thessaly to visit you because they heard it was unsafe. You could be ungrateful for that, but to berate them instead is simply outrageous!"


    Hearing this unrestrained scolding, the Muses, who knew Apollo''s temper all too well, were frightened and turned pale.


    Just as they were about to speak up and make amends, the God of Light burst into a dark, scornful laugh, looking at Luo En and the Muses in front of him with disgust and humiliation, as if assessing a pack of treacherous lovers.


    "Fine, fine, fine! So you''ve all become a clique. Do you want to take my place as well?"

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    Luo En''s complexion changed, and he immediately spoke to defend himself.


    "Lord Apollo, I think you have misunderstood us. We came here following Lady Artemis''s will to visit you, with no other intentions whatsoever."


    "So, it wasn''t a coincidence earlier; you had already arrived?"


    Apollo instantly seized on the loophole in the words and looked towards the Muses beside him with a sinister gaze, bellowing in anger.


    "Speak! Did you lead these Giants here?! Are you trying to have me killed by the hands of the Gigantes?"


    Hearing such accusations that cut to the heart, the faces of the Muses turned pale, and they were boiling with unspoken grievances.


    Heaven knows, they were merely using the pretext of traveling to the mortal realm to check on their former master, never even intending to show themselves.


    Who would have known that they would encounter the Gigantes causing chaos, and, on top of that, inadvertently involve their former master Apollo in the mess?


    Moreover, since when could they, a group of Muses who adored literature and poetry, command the Gigantes to kill their former master and scheme for power and status?


    At that moment, Luo En could not help but stand up for the Muses and spoke out against the injustice.


    "Lord Apollo, you may suspect me, but please do not impose baseless accusations on these innocent ladies!"


    Upon hearing this, Apollo, previously dominated by rage, seemed to cool down slightly and looked darkly at Luo En before speaking solemnly.


    "You are right, they didn''t have the courage to do so before, but now it seems they dare to engage in these outrageous acts, all because of your instigation, isn''t it?"


    "Lord Apollo, please watch your words!"


    Calliope, the eldest sister, couldn''t help but raise her voice, issuing a solemn murmur.


    "Though you have been sentenced to misfortune, and exiled to the mortal realm, even in your absence, we have always adhered to our Divine Office and responsibility, never harboring any ill thoughts against you!"


    Then, the Muse in charge of heroic epics pointed her finger at Luo En beside her, took a deep breath, and shouted angrily.


    "And the God of Wine would be even less likely, as he himself has just saved you! And it was before us!"


    Seeing his own Muses defending an outsider, Apollo could no longer contain his fury.


    "Stop with your pretense! He came here just to relish the sight of my downfall, didn''t he?"


    "Lord Apollo, if that''s what you believe, then I have nothing more to say..."


    Luo En sighed, his spirits dampened as he raised his hands resigningly.


    "In that case, I shall leave your presence now, and I will also relinquish my guardianship. I will explain it myself to Lady Artemis."


    The nine Muses heard this and felt a tight grip on their hearts, instinctively wanting to speak out, yet they were stopped by a gesture from Luo En.


    The God of Wine took a deep breath and, with the most sincere tone, gave a stern warning.


    "But these nine Muses are innocent! From now on, please treat your Lesser Deities well and do not impose unwarranted suspicions upon them!"


    However, the preaching tone once again unsurprisingly hit Apollo''s sore spot, provoking further anger in the prideful God of Light.


    "Shut up! It''s not your place to lecture me! Get out!"


    Luo En, without an alternative, shrugged helplessly, turned to look at the nine Muses at his side, and managed to squeeze a trace of a smile onto his face as he instructed them solemnly.


    "Thessaly has just experienced chaos caused by the Gigantes. It is good that you remain, to ensure Lord Apollo''s safety. But do not let my affairs create a rift between you."


    "Have you said enough? Get out!"


    Hearing his downfall mentioned over and over again, Apollo scolded angrily.


    After finishing his piece, Luo En no longer lingered and promptly turned to walk towards the forest path behind.


    As that figure gradually disappeared into the distance, Calliope turned back and looked earnestly at the Chief God before her and spoke seriously.


    "Lord Apollo, you should not treat the God of Wine this way."


    Upon hearing this, Apollo, who had just managed to suppress his anger, exploded again, a dark and scornful smile spreading across his handsome face.


    "What now? Do you also wish to instruct me on what to do?"


    "No, it''s just a piece of advice."


    Calliope shook her head, then with a "snap," she broke the wax tablet in her hands, decorated with rays of light, and tossed it aside without expression, speaking contemptuously.


    "From this moment on, please forgive me for being unable to serve you��someone who slanders heroes, a despicable person!"


    "Calliope, you!"


    Looking at the shattered symbol of a Lesser Deity at his feet, hearing the undisguised scorn, Apollo''s face went through a drastic change, his body trembling with rage.


    However, before he could finish speaking, a laurel crown was also thrown at his feet.


    "I feel the same,"


    Clio, the keeper of history, clapped her hands and, with the last scroll in hand, turned around.


    "Me too!"


    "Count me in!"


    "Me as well..."


    Immediately after, as if triggering some kind of chain reaction, Oute Erpe dropped her flower basket, Terpsichore abandoned her evergreen ivy, Euterpe discarded her music scores, Melpomene loosened her dagger, Thalia gave up her tambourine...


    Each Muse left behind the symbols related to Apollo, discarding them like worthless rags.


    They then turned and without exception, briskly walked towards a distant mountain path as if trying to catch up with someone''s figure.


    Seeing his former lesser deities sever ties with him one after another, Apollo''s handsome face turned from green to purple, from purple to black, until his anger twisted his features, and he wildly trampled the broken symbols on the ground, bursting into a hysterical roar.


    "Get out! All of you, get out!"


    Meanwhile, a figure trekking up the mountain path heard that piercing roar and casually stopped, a playful smile spreading across his face.


    Question��


    How would a proud young master, accustomed to being high and mighty, feel when, due to some reason, he falls from the clouds, and the insignificant characters he used to look down upon, whom he himself despised, bring along a group of beautiful subordinates he once ordered about, to extend a helping hand just when he is most destitute, especially if his subordinates happen to witness the process?


    Answer��


    His pitiful pride would surely hurt, wouldn''t it?


    Moreover, the imbalance in his mind could lead to misinterpretation of common kindness, turning any slight movement into suspicions and betrayals in his eyes.


    As is well known, the firmest defenses are often broken from within.


    The same goes for undermining foundations.


    With the compilation of the "Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle" still unfinished, those Muses wouldn''t pass up the chance to leave behind timeless poetry.


    Even if they are goddesses, they cannot escape the pursuit and whims of being literature enthusiasts.


    And compared to playing a supporting role to the God of Light, my stage here allows them to realize their self-worth.


    After three years of slowly boiling the frog, along with teasing them with the "Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle," it''s obvious who''s more attractive.


    So next, I only need to take the Muses for a spin in front of Apollo, who is serving his sentence in Thessaly, candidly expose some facts and issues, and mess with the mentality of that God of Light. Some people will then automatically complete all the mental gymnastics, sketching out a series of targeted conspiracies, pouring out all their grievances and discontent on the figures they disliked.


    No worries, I can take the blame, even to the end when those suspected Muses and themselves are all included.


    Apollo might sense that something is amiss, but even if it''s wrong, he won''t bow his head.


    That God of Light is too proud. It''s a fatal weakness in his character, and regardless of whether he sees clearly or not, he will fall into the trap.


    So, Lord Apollo, I have raised your lesser deities myself, be at ease.


    At this very moment, just as someone had predicted, the Muses began to appear at the crossroads one after another, sprinting forward to catch up with his pace.


    "God of Wine, wait for us, we''ll come with you!"


    "Apollo has gone too far!"


    "We''ve had enough! Let someone else serve him!"


    "Exactly!"


    And upon hearing the Muses chirpily recount what had just happened, Luo En couldn''t help but be surprised at the decisiveness of these artistic goddesses.


    It must be said, there really is a streak of madness in the bones of these Muses, no wonder they are sometimes considered the apostles of the God of Wine in some mythological lineages.


    But then again, daring to confront Apollo face to face, to turn against their chief god in the form of a lesser deity, that''s no small risk either.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then looked at the surrounding Muses with a worried expression and asked with concern.


    "So what will you do? With things turning out this way, won''t you be in trouble?"


    "Don''t worry, it''s Apollo who''s gone too far. Even if Father God were to blame someone, it wouldn''t fall on us. If it comes down to it, we''ll go straight to the Temple of Memory and have Mother Goddess decide!"


    Calliope, as the eldest sister, stood tall and firm in her response, while the Muses around her echoed her sentiments.


    However, Luo En still caught a trace of unease in their eyes, so he showed a heartwarming smile and spoke earnestly.


    "I''ll come with you!"


    Feeling the solemn promise, a warmth flowed through the Muses'' hearts, completely melting away the trace of apprehension about the future following their choice, and a strong sense of attachment and emotion welled up within them.


    The God of Wine, he really is someone worthy of trust and reliance.

 Chapter 230 169: Knowledge is Power, Books Add Critical Hit

    Mount Helicon, the ancient temple stood at the peak, quietly floating as if it were a pure memory cube in a giant''s hand.


    There it was, the Temple of Memory!


    On the gravel path connected to the foot of the mountain, Luo En and the team of ten, which included the nine Muses, looked up at the marvel at the end of the road and nodded to each other.


    Mnemosyne, the Goddess of Memory, language, and writing in the world of Greece.


    She was the daughter of Uranus and Gaea, one of the twelve Titans, and she bore the nine Muses with Zeus, thus esteemed as "Mother of the Muses."


    And Mount Helicon was the sacred place of this Goddess of Memory.


    Having chosen to break off from their patron, Apollo, the Muses, after much deliberation, decided to come to their mother Mnemosyne''s temple to seek help and support.


    However, in their memories, this mother''s character was extremely indifferent; she seldom intervened in disputes among the gods, often ignoring even her daughters.


    Moreover, considering the binding power of the Styx oath on the Titan Gods, the nine Muses did not know how their mother would react.


    Fortunately, they were not alone or without support.


    The Goddesses looked toward the God of Wine, who had been accompanying them all the way, providing encouragement and support, and felt greatly reassured.


    Subsequently, they calmed their minds, stepped over the last stair, and formally pushed open the great doors of the Temple of Memory.


    The moment their hands touched the door, the space around them rippled like water, bringing a strange sense of disorientation as if their senses and memories had been quietly peeled away and packed into a lighter, more sensitive body.


    By the time Luo En came to his senses, he was already inside the temple, its interior structure coming into view.


    A glance revealed geometric forms, clean colors, and pure space, creating a tranquil and solemn atmosphere, beautiful in its purity.


    The space around them twisted like a Rubik''s cube, continuously changing, but with each step they took, it stabilized.


    Different areas each held meticulously arranged bookshelves, filled with a vast sea of books as numerous as the stars.


    Luo En felt an immediate kinship, as if he were in a world-class library.


    "Mother Goddess, we''ve come to see you!"


    The Muse Euterpe, who presided over love poetry, landed on her feet and immediately displayed her lively character, taking Luo En by one hand, and with the other shaped like a trumpet to her lips, she called out loudly.


    The other Muses had no time to stop her before that cheerful voice echoed through the silent Temple of Memory.


    The next moment, countless bookshelves around them seemed to awaken, with a tumultuous rattle coming through.


    A few books fell from the shelves, hovering in midair, their pages rustling, with flickering runes and dancing characters appearing and disappearing within them.


    Instantly, the Muses''s expressions changed, as if a disturbing memory had been awakened.


    Seeing what was unfolding before him, Luo En vaguely remembered a universal rule from a past life in a library.


    ��In the library, loud noises are prohibited.


    "Run!"


    At the same time, Euterpe, realizing the danger, grabbed Luo En''s hand, held her head with the other, and dashed into the depths of the temple.


    Almost in the very instant the Muse of love poetry reacted, the surrounding bookshelves began to shake in unison.


    Then, books on astronomy, geography, poetry, discourse, and magic began to fall from the shelves, filling the passage in front of them and the dome above, like soldiers heeding the call to arms, launching an assault on the intruders who had disturbed the peace of the temple.


    "Crack, crack, crack, crack!"


    "Ouch~~"


    With each thud of heavy historical volumes and thick geographic atlases on the heads of the Muses behind him, a series of cries ensued; Luo En quickly grasped how standard and swift the love poetry goddess''s reflexive response and evasion were.


    Clearly, "love" that dared to break the shackles of rules had not been spared from the harsh beatings of "reality."


    He didn''t have time to think more about it, hurriedly mimicked Euterpe, shrunk his neck, covered his head with one hand, and rushed deeper into the temple.


    The slower Muses were pelted by the barrage of "knowledge," fleeing with their hands over their heads, and shooting angry glances at their sister who caused the commotion and then ran the fastest, cursing under their breath.


    Fortunately, the hundred-meter-long corridor was not too distant.


    It took only a few seconds for Euterpe to pull Luo En to the end of the hallway first.


    The buoyant young deity leaned against the pristine archway, patting her chest in relief that she hadn''t been hit.


    "Phew, safe at last, we..."


    "Get down!"


    ```


    However, just as she was about to step around the corner, her left arm was suddenly pressed down with a deep roar.


    "Boom!"


    At the same time, a massive, ash-colored claw landed where she had been about to step, smashing a terrifying deep pit into the pristine marble wall.


    As dust fluttered to the ground, Muse Euterpe instinctively looked up to see two gruesome heads with horns protruding from their skulls, yellow-brown snake-like vertical pupils, and bodies covered in hard, scaly armor.


    �� Ares''s venomous dragon!


    Euterpe''s heart skipped a beat, her face turning deathly pale.


    "Roar!"


    At that moment, an irritable growl sounded, and the two fearsome heads opened their tooth-filled maws, sulfuric poison fire already brewing in the beast''s throat.


    However, before the venomous dragon could attack, a golden, divinity-wrapped punch struck at lightning speed, piercing through the jaws and heads of the creature.


    Strange, are dragonkind this fragile? Something feels off with this sensation.


    Luo En puzzled over this as he looked up, only to find that the dragon''s head he had obliterated was dissolving into words.


    And then, the neatly aligned bookshelves in the corridor ahead began to tremble as patterns of light peeled off from the books, and one after another, mythical creatures of legend materialized from the ether.


    The three-headed king of monsters Chimera, the hellhound Cerberus, the sphinx with a lion''s body and a human head...


    Luo En swept his gaze over these sinister creatures, and his eyes finally landed on the section titled "Mythological Epics," his gaze thoughtful.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, these mythical creatures must be phantoms created by the manifestation of the Divine Power of Memory, tasked with guarding the temple and blocking intruders.


    Luo En glanced at the Muses behind him, whose heads were bruised from the onslaught of books, and then at the Titan creatures of memory that stood in their way, each with the strength of deities. He couldn''t help but shake his head and sigh.


    Teacher does not deceive��I, knowledge truly is power!


    By this time, the rest of the Muses had also freed themselves from the vicious books and regrouped with Luo En and Euterpe at the front.


    They looked at the upgraded guards around the corner and couldn''t help but exchange glances.


    Strange, how were these lethal memory entities activated?


    Soon, they thought of a possibility, and their faces darkened.


    Could it be that the Mother Goddess doesn''t want to see us?


    Noticing the shared gloom among the Muses, Luo En cleared his throat and quietly reminded them.


    "Uh, could it be possible that it''s because of changes in your aura and divinity?"


    "..."


    The Muses smacked their foreheads in sudden realization.


    They had almost forgotten that they had just fired the Chief God Apollo, causing changes in their divinity and godhood. This would obviously lead to the Defensive Charm of the Temple of Memory misidentifying them.


    Realizing that it might have been a false alarm, the Muses progressively improved their mood.


    But soon, a new problem presented itself.


    If the official path was impassable, what should they do next?


    After a brief contemplation, the Muses'' gazes simultaneously turned to one sister among them.


    Instantly, Euterpe felt as if she had thorns in her back and instinctively shrank toward a corner.


    However, the Muses, who had just been beaten up by the books, showed no mercy as they dragged their sister out to the forefront. They even thoughtfully amplified her voice with Runes, waiting for her full-power output.


    There was no helping it; as the one responsible for solos and love poems, she was the one with the strongest voice.


    Moments later, a high-pitched lament, trembling with vibrato, exploded in the white corridor, echoing throughout the entire Temple of Memory.


    "Mother Goddess, please open the door!"


    After an uncanny silence, the whole Temple of Memory trembled violently like an old man with Parkinson''s.


    Shelves of books fell, charging fiercely at the shamelessly intruding Muses.


    Just as disaster was about to strike, the space around them twisted and turned like a Rubik''s cube. Luo En and the ten others had no time to react before their vision blurred, and they found themselves pulled into a quiet, spacious study.


    Behind a desk laden with crystal balls, hourglasses, astrolabes, and various other items, a Goddess who had been reading and pondering with her chin propped up, slowly lifted her head.


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 Chapter 231 170: I Choose to Take Them All! (6k words a day completed, asking for votes)

    She was an elegant lady, her features emanating intelligence and harmony, her flaxen hair cascading loosely over her shoulders, and her white robe worn in a relaxed fit that did not particularly accentuate her feminine softness and curves. From a distance, the figure engrossed in her scrolls looked more like a scholar than a goddess.


    "Weren''t you at Olympus? How did you come to my temple?"


    The calm voice echoed within the temple, her deep blue eyes sweeping over her daughters in the hall, a slight frown forming between her brows.


    "Moreover, why has your aura changed too?"


    Upon hearing these words, the Muses heaved a sigh of relief as though a weight had been lifted from their shoulders.


    Clearly, the mother goddess had not intentionally shut them out.


    With this certain answer, the Muses steadied their minds, gathered their courage, and revealed their journey''s encounters to their mother��Goddess Mnemosyne, the Goddess of Memory.


    After listening to her daughters'' chattering account, even the usually serene Mnemosyne couldn''t help but show a slight change in her expression.


    "You''ve broken with Apollo?"


    "It''s all because he went too far!"


    Euterpe waved her fists indignantly, with the rest of the Muses nodding in agreement.


    Looking at her spirited young daughters, the Goddess of Memory closed her scroll and asked expressionlessly.


    "It seems you are not afraid of Apollo''s retribution?"


    "No, we''re not afraid..."


    The Muses, hearing their mother''s unfriendly tone, stiffly replied.


    "Then why come to me? According to the oath of the Styx, Titan gods cannot easily interfere with the affairs of Olympus."


    The Goddess of Memory spoke calmly, her gaze piercing as she looked at her daughters within the temple, pressing further.


    "So, would you like me to find a suitable chief god to serve you? The jealous Hera? The slippery Hermes? The rash Ares? Hephaestus, who knows only smithing? Or Athena, who is hardly able to protect herself?"


    Clearly, Mnemosyne was not unaware of certain matters in Olympus; she had simply never spoken of them.


    Under their mother''s expressionless questioning, the Muses found even less to say.


    How could they not know that compared to the other eleven chief gods of Olympus, Apollo was already the best option available at the time?


    In order to have the God of Light look after them more, not pressing them into unwanted deeds, Mother Mnemosyne even granted Apollo a portion of the authority regarding "Sacred Words" from her divinity of memory and language.


    But after years of peaceful coexistence, they eventually messed things up due to a moment of impulse.


    If only they had known...


    "It''s not their fault!"


    Just as the Muses'' hearts were starting to drown in regret and confusion, Luo En stepped forward with resonating words, speaking out with righteous indignation.


    "This whole situation is because of me; therefore, I am willing to take responsibility!"


    Seeing the tall figure standing in front of them, hearing his solemn promise, the Muses felt deeply moved, their hearts melting in the warmth.


    The God of Wine, he truly...


    However, unlike her bewitched daughters, the Goddess of Memory looked at the young deity before her with a sneer and a shake of her head.


    "You? What exactly can you do?"


    "I can persuade Apollo to keep the secret..."


    A meaningful hum suddenly piqued Mnemosyne''s interest, who had not been too concerned until then.


    Seizing the moment, Luo En immediately proceeded to outline his strategy.


    "Being abandoned by his own lesser deities isn''t a flattering situation. Fortunately, there are only I, the nine Muses, and Apollo who know about it. Given the character of the God of Light, he would surely not want to expose his embarrassment, especially since he''s at fault as well..."


    As the Muses heard this, they nodded in agreement.


    Then, taking advantage of the situation, Luo En continued.


    "In theory, as long as the Muses and I don''t publicize this matter, nobody will easily find out. Even though the Muses will have cut ties with Apollo, they will still appear as his lesser deities on the surface. The gods of Olympus, none the wiser, are not likely to disturb the balance."


    The Muses felt a sense of clarity upon hearing Luo En''s plan; the problem seemed not as severe as they had imagined.


    However, Mnemosyne, sitting behind the desk, saw through the crux of the matter instantly.


    "Will Apollo agree?"


    "Wrong direction, I am the one least affected in this whole event. It behooves him to keep the secret, and keeping secrets always comes at a price. If he doesn''t want the knowledge that a chief god has been deserted by his own lesser deity to become widely known, he should know what to do."


    Luo En lifted his head to look at the Goddess of Memory, smiling as he spoke, then added.


    "Moreover, my relationship with Lady Artemis has always been good, I''ll have the Goddess of the Hunt persuade her brother. After all, with the fierce competition among the gods and his recent offense to many, he surely wouldn''t want to make it tough for both him and his sister in Olympus because of his weakened position, right?"


    Mnemosyne, who listened intently, weighed the words carefully and gave a slight nod.


    Indeed, she was right. Under the threat of a villain, they kept a secret as if nothing had happened, beneficial for all involved.


    But the issue was��


    "Aren''t you afraid he will hate you to the bone?"


    Mnemosyne looked at the young deity before her, asking solemnly.


    She knew all too well the nature of Greek deities; even if they could suppress their anger temporarily, they definitely wouldn''t let it go easily.


    By devising such a plan, it would force Apollo to swallow his pride.


    Her Muses could extricate themselves, but the God of Light would surely despise the young man before her.


    In response to the Goddess of Memory''s query, Luo En stood firm, his expression tranquil.


    "If Apollo seeks retribution, let him come find me."


    Subsequently, he turned his head to look at the Muses behind him, revealing a heartwarming smile.


    "Moreover, I have promised to take good care of them; this is my responsibility..."


    ��God of Wine, my Lord!


    Hearing that resolute assurance, witnessing that commitment to keep his word, the emotionally-rich Muses felt their eyes well up, almost ready to throw themselves into the arms of this male deity.


    Even the typically detached Goddess of Memory softened her gaze when she looked at the man before her.


    Having lived through the Titan War, Mnemosyne still preserved a good deal of rationality.


    "Well then, go about your business, and for the time being, let them stay in my temple. Once things have settled, I will escort them to Olympus."


    Subsequently, the Goddess of Memory gave Luo En a once-over with the scrutinizing gaze of a mother-in-law sizing up a son-in-law, her face breaking into a smile,


    "By that time, they will probably still need your care."


    Obviously, based on the reactions of the few, she also faintly grasped the hint of something more.


    "I will certainly do my utmost!"


    Luo En invariably made a solemn promise, outwardly composed, but inwardly he was grumbling about the Goddess of Memory.


    Beautiful words, but aren''t you just waiting to see the rabbit before you let go of the hawk?


    To put it plainly, this was just giving me permission to scout out the situation, smoothing things over for her daughters, the Muses, while concurrently drawing Apollo''s hatred towards me.


    As for the matters that follow, we''d deal with them later.


    At that moment, understanding Mnemosyne''s intent, Luo En was not panicked; he smiled sheepishly as he took out two books from the Magic Circle Diagram and placed them on the table.


    "Your Highness, this journey was quite sudden, and I didn''t prepare a present that''s truly worthy..."


    As the Goddess of Memory, she naturally had a close affinity with books.


    Before Luo En could finish speaking, Mnemosyne instinctively opened the ancient covers and began to immerse herself in reading.


    Looking at the profound yet graceful phrases and the magnificent descriptions within the books, the Goddess of Memory''s eyes sparkled with delight as she rapidly flipped through the pages, lost in the joy of reading.


    However, it wasn''t long before this long-missed pleasure came to an abrupt halt.


    For both books had reached their end.


    "What comes next?" the Goddess of Memory asked anxiously, unable to wait as she stared at the vast blank space that followed, as if something was stuck in her throat.


    "That''s all..." Luo En spread his hands, appearing quite innocent.


    "That''s all?" the flustered Goddess of Memory nearly went mad, itching to drag the irresponsible author who didn''t finish the story out for a beating, "Who wrote this? Why isn''t it complete?!"


    Luo En cleared his throat awkwardly, pointed at himself and the Muses by his side, and managed a wry smile.


    "I apologize, Lady Goddess, but it will take some time for us to complete the manuscripts."


    "You?"


    Hearing this unexpected answer, the Goddess of Memory looked at the Divine Chronicle and the Sacred Words in her hands with surprise.


    Luo En nodded slightly, played up his helpless part to perfection, quietly waiting for her to name her price.


    Do you want me to attract Apollo''s hatred, to solve your daughters'' troubles? You should offer something substantial in return, right? My lady?


    His cunning purple eyes subtly flickered, his gaze lingering on the Goddess of Memory for a moment, conveying a deep and significant sentiment.


    In the Orphism, where he originally emerged as the Dionysian Sect, Mnemosyne was one of the most important deities.


    For memory holds a special and fundamental significance for the followers of Orpheus; not the memory of everyday trivialities but the remembrance of the true origins and living conditions of mankind. Recalling that humans have within them a part of the Titan realm �C and this part hides the divine origins of man, along with their universally significant birth �C as stated in the remnants of Petelia:


    "You must tell them: ''I am the son of the earth and the wide sky full of stars, I am the offspring of deities. You all know this.''"


    It is this memory that is the real inevitability, the salvation of departed souls.


    For within the Dionysian Sect, humanity is born from the ashes of Titans, naturally imbued with Divinity; they need not labor for the gods!


    To embed such heretical ideas into the souls of humanity, to make them fully realized, one would need the Authority of the Goddess of Memory.


    - Legend has it that Mnemosyne controls two sacred springs.


    One of which allows souls to retain eternal knowledge and memory, so that all the departed may live unbowed and die undying!


    So be it the Muses who alter history or the Goddess of Memory who guards the sacred springs.


    - His choice was to have them all!


    And at that very moment, after a tumultuous struggle of thought, Mnemosyne, gripping the two incomplete manuscripts tightly, made her decision.


    "Fine, you''ll stay for a few days, and here, I will forge for you the ''Crown of Inspired Thought''!"


    Although it wasn''t safe to let her daughters venture out, imbuing parts of the Muses'' Divine essence onto this outstanding author, thus enabling him to continue crafting these unprecedented masterpieces, was not an issue.


    Hearing the Goddess of Memory''s promise, the wolf in the room continued to disguise itself as a harmless little rabbit, beaming with a radiant and sincere smile.


    "Good, as you wish!"


    The Muses by his side, too, could not help but feel overjoyed, their eyes excitedly sparkling.


    Forging the ''Crown of Inspired Thought'' would require the use of their Divinity �� didn''t this imply that their mother had acquiesced to their binding relationship with the God of Wine, consenting to their growing closeness?


    Discerning this answer, the Muses instantly cheered and swarmed him, some taking his arm, others tugging at his clothing, eager to escort the ''righteous'' and ''noble'' God of Wine for a tour of the entire Temple of Memory, incessantly chattering about the various seminal works housed within the temple along the way.


    These unruly girls...


    Looking at the now empty main hall, alongside the once again desolate surroundings, the Goddess of Memory couldn''t help but shake her head and turned the pages of the two manuscripts on the desk, yearning to read through them all over again.


    A breeze drifted through the hall, causing a loose strap to slip off the translucent skin, revealing the delicate collarbone and flawless white arm beneath.

 Chapter 232 171 A Ladys Witty Strategy Pacifies the World, Losing Both Her Daughter and Soldiers

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    Several days later, it was nighttime.


    Luo En sat at his bedroom desk, activated the illuminating fluorite, and, as usual, pulled out several ancient magical tomes from the bookshelf that appeared beside him, hungrily flipping through them.


    As the sacred land of the Goddess of Memory, the collection of books and knowledge reserves here were, undoubtedly, the most comprehensive library in all of Greece.


    In theory, as long as Goddess Mnemosyne nodded her head, any visitor granted access could peruse any materials and books they desired.


    The ones before him were essentially the textbooks he urgently needed, which could greatly complete his framework of magical knowledge.


    While reading, Luo En turned the pages of the magic tomes at a very fast pace, scanning ten lines, even a hundred lines, with his eyes at a time.


    But even so, as soon as he put down a book and closed his eyes, those obscure and difficult passages would clearly emerge in his mind, as if directly etched in the depths of his memory, transforming into an immortal palace, never to fade.


    ����The crown of thoughts, the palace of memory.


    This was the blessing from the nine Muses and the Goddess of Memory.


    It is said that there was a Greek poet �C Simonides �C who attended a feast, and after he passionately recited a lyric poem in the grand banquet hall praising the great gods Castor and Pollux, he was called out by an oracle of the gods. Meanwhile, the banquet hall collapsed, and not a single guest inside survived. The bodies were indistinct and hard for families to recognize, yet Simonides identified each one based on their seating arrangements in the hall, as if he used his hands to rebuild the palace of memory with the revelation of the oracle.


    Therefore, Greeks believed that there was a palace governed by the Goddess of Memory deep within human memory; those who could open it would tap into the spring of knowledge and wisdom.


    Thus, using it for literary creation, to continue writing the "Divine Chronicle" and the "Sacred Words," was merely its initial application. To harness one''s learning abilities and make the accumulation of knowledge leap qualitatively, that was the real way to unlock it.


    And with the blessing of thoughts and the access permissions given to him by the Goddess of Memory and the nine Muses, Luo En frantically scoured through tens of thousands of various books on the shelves. Within just a few days, he had nearly swept through the entire library, constructing his own palace of knowledge deep within his mind.


    His knowledge reserves and magical level also soared dramatically as a result.


    Unfortunately, the completion of the "crown of thoughts" signified that he no longer had a reason to stay.


    Theoretically, he was about to be shown the door by the Goddess of Memory.


    However, after Luo En quickly finished flipping through several magical tomes in his hands, he calmly pulled out paper and pen from beside the desk and wrote down today''s three "reading reflections."


    ����The Man Who Sold Statues, The Fox and the Grapes, The Lion and the Wild Donkey


    Soon, under the blessing of the Muse''s inspiration, the three vividly interesting stories with witty and humorous language were completed.


    After reviewing them and ensuring there were no taboo phrases, Luo En was satisfied. He dried the ink and stuffed the three sheets of parchment filled with his reflections into the magical tomes he had read, preparing to hand them over to the Goddess of Memory the next day.


    As per the usual practice these past few days, upon receiving the returned magical tomes and reading his "reflections," Mnemosyne would most likely praise his learning attitude and generously extend his stay in the Temple of Memory, encouraging him to continue his diligent efforts.


    After all, history had proven the enduring cultural impact of Aesop''s Fables.


    Moreover, in a world of gods rife with schemes and battle, some fables that stray from grand narratives and have a unique content were simply a delightful diversion that added color to the life of Mnemosyne, who loved reading and knowledge.


    And it was for this reason that the Goddess of Memory turned a blind eye, allowing Luo En''s prolonged visit.


    Having completed the updates for the next day, Luo En felt refreshed and comfortable in both body and mind.


    No help for it, the life of an author is always so simple and pure.


    ����Happy with manuscripts in reserve, in agony without them.


    "Ee-ya~"


    Just as Luo En stretched his body, preparing to meditate and rest in bed, the door was quietly pushed open, and a sly, graceful figure slipped in, taking advantage of the night.


    "Euterpe?"


    Seeing the lively and cute Muse, Luo En paused for a moment and asked subconsciously.


    "It''s so late... what brings you here?"


    "To discuss poetry..."


    Euterpe tightened her grip on the wax tablet in her arms, and her sparkling eyes fell on Luo En and the bed behind him. She couldn''t help but lick her moist lips.


    Incidentally, she presided over love poetry...


    As the temperature around them rose, Luo En immediately caught on, his throat dry as he gestured for Euterpe to sit by the bed, preparing to discuss the true essence of love with her.


    And when it came to such ethereal matters, experience was the best teacher!


    Obviously, the Muse who had willingly come over also deeply agreed.


    But just as the two culture enthusiasts were about to delve deeper into a literary exploration, two more figures squeezed through the half-open door.


    "Thalia? Melpomene? What is this..."


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    "Discussing the script..."


    "Coaching the lines..."


    The two Muses, responsible for comedy and pastoral, as well as tragedy and elegy, explained their presence with a fleeting glance, while casting a melancholic look towards their sister who had appeared in the bed.


    But before they could speak, three more figures squeezed into the room.


    Suddenly, it was three elder sisters of the Nine Muses��Calliope, who presides over heroic epics, Clio, who presides over history, and Euterpe, who presides over lyric poetry.


    Right after the door had closed, it was pushed open again from the outside.


    Polymnia who presides over hymns and rhetoric, Urania who is in charge of astronomy and astrology, and Terpsichore who is in charge of choral singing and dance also came in.


    Within the somewhat cramped threshold, the nine Muses gathered together, looking at each other with embarrassment and subtle expressions.


    Luo En cleared his throat to break the eerie silence and cautiously inquired the six Muses who had just arrived.


    "Are you also here to talk about the script?"


    "Script? What script?"


    The three elder Muses looked confused upon hearing this.


    "We heard from Mother that you were about to leave and came specifically to see you off."


    "Yes, because of Mother''s command, we are afraid we won''t be able to leave the Temple of Memory together and accompany you."


    Am I leaving?


    Soon Luo En realized it was a casual brush-off from the Goddess of Memory��just yesterday, she had signaled him to update more and slack off less.


    She probably couldn''t bear to lower her dignity, feigning a just image devoid of any private deals with him, purposely adopting a distanced attitude.


    By the way, it also kept those Muses at a distance from him until the problem was resolved.


    But these Muses, as daughters, believed it to be true, thinking their parting was imminent, and thus all crammed in to cherish the last moments of their time together.


    Realizing the misunderstanding, Luo En immediately smiled and spoke a good word for the Goddess of Memory.


    "No problem, I can understand Goddess Mnemosyne''s predicament."


    "That is only the will of the Mother Goddess, it does not represent our thoughts!"


    At this, the Muses, upon hearing these words, felt even more anxious and excitedly grasped Luo En''s arms, seriously stating.


    "Whenever and wherever, we are willing to be with you, we have absolutely no intention of abandoning you!"


    Seeing their line of thought, seemingly starting to stray, Luo En subconsciously wanted to speak up to correct it.


    However, the nine Muses exchanged looks, as if they had come to a certain resolution, and solemnly declared.


    "Tonight, let us honor this promise in our own way!"


    Honor this promise?


    As Luo En was somewhat perplexed, nine arms grabbed onto his arms, wrapped around his shoulders, cradled his head, or pressed on his chest...


    A pair of eyes, whether lively, solemn, gentle, or serious, all stared intently at that handsome face, their burning gazes igniting the air in the bedroom.


    In that moment, Luo En realized what the nine Muses meant by "honoring the promise."


    And before he could speak, the fiery and impulsive "love" took the lead, plunging down to seal his lips with a passionate prolonged kiss.


    As Euterpe took the initiative, the remaining eight Muses were not to be outdone and surged forward, each one filling up the divine male spirit in their own way.


    While the Muses are nine goddesses with distinct personalities, because of their shared "artistic" divine office, they could also exist as a collective thought.


    "Click~"


    The fluorite shattered, and the room plunged into darkness.


    Amidst repeated "devotion" and "admiration" from the nine Muses, the new leader of the Muses could no longer restrain himself, turned over and rose up, refilling the nine desires over and over, leaving his own marks imprinted.


    Meanwhile, at the heart of the Temple of Memory.


    Goddess Mnemosyne, in front of her desk, gazed at the swaying bookshelves around her and the faint, alluring sounds from deep within the temple, with a face black as the bottom of a pot.


    But in the end, looking at the three book reviews in her hand, she could only resignedly sketch out several lines of Hermes Script, isolating herself in a peaceful environment, and continued reading the manuscript in her hands.

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    Cyprus.


    A slender silver-haired youth, clutching a bag in his arms, stumbled hastily through the dense forest.


    Severe abrasions on his arms and legs, blood seeping from his forehead, and a bronze arrow piercing through his left shoulder blade... Every one of these signs unmistakably indicated that he was fleeing an assassin''s pursuit.


    "Escape? Can you escape?"


    A dark cold snort sounded; a middle-aged man with a head of disheveled red hair and a red beard, dressed in a Thracian-style green robe, carrying a wooden spear, followed leisurely behind the silver-haired youth, showing no hurry to end the chase. It seemed he was simply enjoying the process of hunting and tormenting his prey.


    Seeing his pursuer closing in once more, the fleeing silver-haired youth, or rather, the future Medicine God Asclepius, clenched his teeth and reached into his bag, pulling out two clay bottles and hurling them behind him with all his might.


    The red-haired man raised his hand to touch his cheek, where a faint trace of dark, foul-smelling blood oozed out. He sneered and waved his wooden spear.


    You''ve tried that move already, brat!


    Blood-red glyphs shot forward, shattering the two flying clay bottles in mid-air.


    At the same time, a crimson Divine Power spread out, igniting suddenly like a fierce flame, completely consuming the fragments of the bottles and the medicinal powder that scattered within.


    Seeing his last means of self-defense easily neutralized, Asclepius, who was already losing a lot of blood, grew even paler; a surge of despair rose in his heart.


    Originally, he had merely accepted the invitation of the Prince of Cyprus, Adonis, to treat his hidden illness.


    But who would have imagined that after curing Adonis and being sent out of the city, he would run straight into a madman?


    This fellow, upon learning he was the doctor who had cured Adonis, didn''t say a word and started chasing him with a spear.


    Although he managed to severely injure the man''s eyes with a hastily concocted lethal Magic Potion while the man was off guard,


    this only provoked the man''s ferocity and brutality, leading him to continue the chase with a cat-and-mouse attitude, forcing the injured Asclepius to keep fleeing.


    And whenever the prey showed any sign of resistance, his pursuer''s expression would grow even more excited, and his actions would become more cruel.


    The dozens of wounds, big and small, on Asclepius''s body were left by the maniac behind him.


    If he weren''t a skilled doctor able to care for himself, he probably wouldn''t have lasted long before his Divine Blood emptied from his veins, and he would have died a cruel death.


    Even so, Asclepius was nearing his limit.


    Not only were the Magic Potion and the Divine Power within his body exhausted, but even his physical stamina and mental will were on the verge of collapse.


    Realizing that it wouldn''t be long before he would die a humiliating death on this inevitably short path of escape, Asclepius gritted his teeth and came to a sudden stop and turned around.


    I''ll fight to the end!


    However, seeing his meek prey dare to turn and bare its claws at him, the red-haired man immediately frowned displeasedly, thumping his wooden spear against the ground.


    "Run, run, you little brat, run for me!"


    Crimson Divine Power burst forth with the red-haired man''s cold snort, grazing Asclepius''s cheek, arms, and hair, leaving terrifying deep pits around him.


    Nevertheless, Asclepius stood still and unmoving ahead, pulling out a half-broken staff from his waist and assuming a resolute stance.


    Seeing this, the red-haired man suddenly lost some of his enthusiasm. The ragged eye dripping with blood looked towards his prey from afar, flashing a trace of cruelty.


    "Want to die? Then I shall grant you your wish!"


    Amid the grim cold shout, the red-haired man swung his arm, hurling the palm-wood spear forward like a crimson meteor, tearing through the space as it descended towards Asclepius.


    Sensing the fierce and raging Divine Power bearing down on him, the nearly suffocating Asclepius realized how ludicrous his supposed last stand was.


    The disparity between them was as wide as that between the clouds and mud.


    Once that man lost interest in toying with him, he couldn''t even block a single strike.


    As the blazing redness rapidly filled his view, Asclepius closed his eyes in defeat.


    Yet, after a few breaths, the anticipated pain and death did not come as expected.


    Instead, a warm arm patted his shoulder.


    "Hey, kid, how long do you plan to stand there dumbstruck? Aren''t you leaving?"


    An elderly voice echoed around his ears, and Asclepius instinctively opened his eyes to find the source.


    Suddenly, he saw a two-meter-tall, silver-grey-haired, blind old man, gripping the crimson spear with his raised right hand, his muscles bulging, the golden Divine Power flowing within his body steadily eroding the Divinity on the spear.


    ��Homer?


    Astonished by the blind old man''s exaggerated muscles that seemed forged of steel and the tremendous Divinity emanating from him, Asclepius couldn''t help but be dumbfounded.


    ��This is... a poet?


    "Haha, just when I''m feeling bored, another one comes to seek death!"


    At this moment, seeing someone successfully block his spear, the red-haired man laughed in delight rather than anger, his bloodlust growing even more intense and wild. With a sonic boom through the air, he turned into a crimson blur, lunging forward.


    Seeing this, the blind old man''s heart tightened. Without thinking further, he kicked behind him and with his freed left hand, began to rapidly trace a series of Hermes Script in the direction where Asclepius was falling.

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    "Go to Athens, don''t look back!"


    Accompanied by a deep roar, the last Hermes Script was outlined, the Magic Array activated instantly, and amidst the flowing radiance, it transferred Asclepius, who had fallen into it, dozens of miles away.


    Perceiving that the presence hadn''t approached the battlefield again, the blind poet Homer, or rather Luo En who had donned a disguise to save the day, couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    Phew, he finally heeded advice for once.


    At the same time, without any worries left behind, he didn''t hesitate to discard the divine spear that had been exhausted by his own use, turned his hands into fists, and struck out with full force, colliding heavily with the blood-red figure that rushed towards him.


    "Boom!"


    An explosive sound akin to thunder blasted through the air, creating terrifying sonic booms, and the ground around them was instantly carved out by tens of meters from the powerful impact, with dust spreading everywhere.


    "Moo!"


    Following that, accompanied by a dull bellow of a bull, the blood-red figure, like a cannonball shot out, was flung away.


    "Bang, bang, bang, bang!"


    The red-haired man, wrapped in blood qi, continuously broke through dozens of huge trees before finally dissipating his momentum and stabilizing himself amidst the flying wood chips.


    "Not bad, not bad, I''ve finally met a character worth making a move for!"


    Amidst his excited laughter, the man lifted his head, his eyes covered by cloth directly staring at the excessively large elder in front of him and the shadow of the [Bull] that emerged behind him, his face revealing a rare solemnity.


    "You''re worthy of knowing my name. I am the King of Thracians��Lycurgus!"


    Hearing the self-introduction, Luo En looked at the red-haired man in front of him who proclaimed himself as the King of Thracians, and especially at the characteristic War God Divinity on him, and internally shook his head at this fellow''s straight-laced lying technique.


    In Greek mythology, the ancestors of the Thracians were said to be the sons of the War God Ares, Tereus, who first moved to that area.


    Due to their martial nature, Ares was the most important Chief God of the Thracians, a unique cultural and religious symbol to them, and there was even a narrative that the War God originated from Thrace.


    And successive Kings of Thracians claimed themselves as Kings of the Sun, and people blessed by the War God Ares.


    As for Lycurgus, he is the legendary last King of the Sun of Thrace.


    In "Homer''s Epics," he was described as the son of the god of the north wind, Boreas. In "Histories" by Herodotus, he was described as a descendant of Ares. Burdened with chaotic legends, no one knew the truth, but either way, he did possess Divinity indeed.


    Afterwards, the grand dynasty of the God of Wine was established, cults and sects were changed, and the ancient divine radiance faded away.


    Afterwards, a rebel ascended to the throne, extinguished the last sparks of the War God, and from then on, Thracian was enshrouded in revelry.


    Yes, he and this Lycurgus were fated adversaries.


    Legend has it that when Dionysus wanted to pass through Thrace, he was rejected by Lycurgus, who even launched a night raid against Dionysus and his devotees. He stormed into the woods of Nysaion and slaughtered the mad women devotees of Dionysus.


    Without a doubt, it was a great victory��to the extent that Dionysus turned into a bull to flee and was driven into the sea.


    Heh, to have pushed the God of Wine, who was already one of the Twelve Olympians, to such an extent, how could it be merely some City Builder King?


    Most likely, even if he wasn''t an incarnation of any Chief God, he was a Mortal World vessel that harbored the consciousness of one.


    So, with such terrible lying, do you really think I don''t know who you are?


    If you dare, speak up with your main account, Ares!


    As Luo En condemned such shameless behavior inwardly, with utter righteousness, his face remained unchanged as he responded.


    "Homer, just a poet passing by..."


    "..."


    The King of Thracians across from him couldn''t help his face darken upon hearing this.


    A poet? Just passing by? You''re kidding me?


    Seeing the blatantly lying blind old man before him, Ares, now on a lesser manifestation, couldn''t be bothered with further words, snorted coldly, extended his hand to grab the wooden spear that had fallen nearby into his palm, then ignited the blood-red divine flame on his body, and shot toward the opponent that excited his hunting spirit.


    Instantly, the temperature around soared sharply.


    The air was burning, the world was burning!


    Everywhere he looked was searing hot and blood-red, and Luo En felt as if he were in a world that was on the verge of destruction.


    The holy tree of Bendis was also a branch of the [Big Palm Tree], the World Tree in Thracian mythology. After Thrace was conquered and assimilated by the Greek gods, Ares who occupied that land fashioned it into a throwing spear to arm himself. The [Big Palm Tree] had faded without a trace, this spear was the last remnant of a dead World Tree.


    Feeling that pure will to destroy, Luo En immediately tensed up, fully manifested the shadow of the [Bull], and chanted divine words loudly, pushing his Authority to its ultimate limit.


    "I am the strongest, holding victory in every instance. Whether against the gods or evil beasts��the one who crushes the will of all enemies, I shall topple any foe that stands before me! The bull with the shining golden horns, protect me!"


    Shadows of the Citadel Labyrinth of Crete erupted from the ground in front of Luo En, in conjunction with the roar and charge of the [Bull], together bearing the onslaught of this assault from a perished world.


    However, amidst a series of overwhelming booms, the [Labyrinth] born of the earth could only sustain for a moment before crumbling to pieces.


    "Pfft!"


    The next moment, the raging blood-red spear directly pierced through the [Bull]''s neck, making a sound akin to a blade slicing flesh.

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    "Moo~~"


    The Golden Bull let out a mournful bellow as it shattered explosively.


    As the main body, Luo En felt an overwhelming power raging within him, coupled with a deadly will that annihilated life itself, churning and torturing him to the core. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, a trickle of golden-red blood spilling from his mouth, his heart filled with shock.


    Dammit, how could this happen?!


    At that moment, without waiting for Luo En to think carefully, the battle-hardened sangria shadow seized the opportunity to burst forth, its hands wrapped in blood-colored divine power viciously reaching for his throat.


    "Bang!"


    The thick palm passed through the air, reducing a giant tree to splinters.


    An illusion?


    Ares, looking at the shattered phantom before him and the grapevines entwining around his feet, slightly furrowed his brow. His blood-colored divinity surged forth, instantly burning the intoxicating and frenzied grapevines to ashes.


    With the rich aroma of wine in the air, he rotated his eyeballs, peeking through the bandages at the figure a hundred meters away striving to regulate his breath, and the [Goat] that appeared behind him, excitedly curling the corners of his lips.


    Found you!


    To be honest, he hated those flashy but impractical tricks.


    As a warrior, true exhilaration came from relying on the body''s natural strength, using pure speed and power in a fist-to-flesh duel, the winner standing tall, the loser falling down. That was the most satisfying thing of all!


    "Got another speed-enhancing Goat, huh? Let''s see how long you can run!"


    Ares curled his fingers, once again drawing the wooden spear into his hand, and charged towards the front with a fierce smile.


    In Thracian lands, he was not only the War God but also bore the responsibilities of the Hunting God.


    Similarly, hunting Wild Boars and slaying evil wolves was also a trial that successive Thracian Princes had to undergo before inheriting the throne.


    It was an ancient ritual and blessing from the War God Ares, handed down from the ancestors of Thracian tribes.


    By slaying evil wolves and Wild Boars, they displayed their valour and also drew concepts and power from them.


    The so-called evil wolves and Wild Boars were not merely simple beasts.


    The "evil wolf," cunning and ferocious, lurked in the shadows, ready to strike, aiming to take down the head of the Sun King.


    The "Wild Boar," ignorant and frenzied, born in mire, reckless, always maintaining an indescribable madness.


    What the Thracian Princes truly hunted were the "Black Beasts," symbols of these malevolent and frenzied entities. They could be heretical evildoers, possessed by evil spirits, or savage Magic Beasts.


    To crush them and then learn from them��


    To extract wisdom from cunning, to forge decisiveness from ferocity, to gain resolution from ignorance, to nurture courage from frenzy.


    At this moment, Lycurgus, looking down, had a high resistance and a restraining effect on the derived powers and forces of these animalistic divine concepts.


    In battle, he could peel off these fragments he considered "malevolent and frenzied," filter them, purify them, and learn corresponding combat techniques from them.


    The trickster''s fragments turned into a storm of wisdom, surrounding him, blowing away illusions.


    The ferocious one''s fragments turned into thunderbolts of decisiveness, thundering in an instant, amassing an explosive force.


    The ignorant one''s fragments turned into flames of resolution, burning incessantly, healing wounds.


    The frenzied one''s fragments turned into glows of courage, illuminating the self, dispelling darkness.


    Therefore, a true Thracian King, a true God of War, could not be "contaminated" by such powers, and the only way to defeat him was through a direct confrontation.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, having been seen through by Ares who was unaffected by the [Madness] and heading straight for him, felt a sinking feeling in his heart and looked apprehensively at the seemingly ordinary spear in his hand.


    There''s something wrong with that thing! I absolutely cannot let it touch me!


    Almost at the moment he made that decision, Luo En raised his right hand without hesitation and rapidly traced in the air with his fingers.


    Hermes Script, linear divine patterns, Titan Holy Word, original alphabets...and other divine symbols that existed or appeared during the Age of Greek Gods, possessing transcendent powers, densely emerged before him like a multitude of stars.


    At this instant, he finally remembered another domain he excelled in.


    �� The Great Witch Circe was his mentor;


    �� The Witchcraft Goddess Hecate was his tutor;


    �� The Magic Goddess Athena had been his sparring partner;


    �� Goddess Mnemosyne herself had bestowed upon him the baptism of inspiration,


    �� The nine Muses were his Lesser Deities and vassals;


    �� He had studied in the Temple of Memory, perusing nearly all of Greece''s mystical knowledge...


    Luo En, watching the approaching God of War, didn''t hesitate to use the [Goat]''s power to widen the gap and simultaneously waved forward, whispering in his heart.


    �� Sorry, besides being a warrior, I''m also a mage!


    In an instant, myriad divine patterns shot forward like a meteor shower, and the intense explosions and dazzling light instantly engulfed the onrushing figure.

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    "Buzz!"


    The earth trembled, ether buzzed, and a fierce blood light burst into the sky from the center of the explosion, igniting the air around it.


    Every Hermes Script, linear divine pattern, Titan Holy Word, and primal alphabet that shot toward it were instantly dispersed by the blood light the moment they got close.


    Even curses and spells formed from combinations of curse words, magic, witchcraft, and ceremonial curses on a grand scale were unable to inflict any damage.


    The magic power that came into contact with Lycurgus, now possessed by Ares, was not so much resisted as it was annihilated instantly by the pure and domineering divinity of war.


    Even the few stray spells that barely penetrated the layer of burning blood brilliance and landed on the body of the King of Thracians could only leave sparks on steel, unable to leave any noticeable marks on that rigid ironclad body.


    ��Full magic resistance! Dammit!


    Seeing that blood-colored figure withstand a bombardment of magic formulas, striding out of the sea of fire and rapidly approaching, Luo En, boosted by the "Goat''s" Divine Speed, cursed under his breath and again increased the distance.


    For a mage, distance is life.


    It provides sufficient reaction time for the spellcaster and gives them a sense of security.


    ��Trying to run? Coward!


    Ares looked at the fleeing figure with scorn, then leaned back, his arm holding the spear tensed, muscles bulging out under the skin, his whole body taut like a longbow at full draw.


    Witnessing his opponent''s action, and the wooden spear ignited by the blood-colored war divinity, Luo En''s hairs stood on end. He instantly pushed the "Goat''s" Authority to its limit, his body flickering and shifting through the woods, leaving behind a myriad of afterimages.


    Almost at the same instant, Ares'' arm swung forward, the blood-red spear shooting out, a string of sonic booms following one after another, nearly piercing eardrums.


    The next moment, the raging and swift blood torrent tore apart and annihilated every obstruction in its path, instantly piercing through a mountain nearly a hundred meters high, to say nothing of the rocks, trees, insects, fish, birds, and beasts along the way.


    Bang bang bang bang!


    The duplicated images one by one shattered, and the materialized body, sensing danger, urgently twisted and turned its head.


    "Puff!"


    Ultimately, that blood-colored, burning-out spear grazed Luo En''s cheek by a hair''s breadth, taking with it a wisp of golden-red blood strands, before embedding into the stone wall behind him, its tail vibrating intensely.


    Tch, so close.


    Seeing his confident strike fail to achieve the expected effect, Ares, discontented, reached forward to retrieve the Divine Artifact once more.


    Luo En reached up to wipe away the trail of blood on his cheek and, using that streak of Divine Blood as ink, rapidly sketched his most proficient Hermes Script in front of him. Dozens of Magic Circle Diagrams of varying sizes formed in an instant, interlocking like gears in motion, restructuring the space around and even the "World"!


    Suddenly, the soil stirred, the wind danced furiously, the waves curled angrily, and the flames gathered.


    Still not giving up? Useless!


    Ares, watching the frenziedly surging attacking forces of the four elements around him, scoffed and waved the blood-colored lance in his hand.


    Once hit by that wooden spear, no matter how intricate the magic, how vast the elemental aggregate, all would collapse and disintegrate.


    In the ancient Thracian mythology, much like most Southeast European ancient myths, the world is made up of four elements.


    They are air, earth, water, and fire.


    When earth, air, fire, and water come together, they form the "Mountain of Origin", and from it, the World Tree, the "Big Palm Tree", was born.


    As Thracia was conquered and the concept of the "World" erased, the death of the World Tree, the "Big Palm Tree", began with the concept of the four elements that comprised the world fading away until the core divinity itself collapsed and ended.


    As a symbol of the world''s demise, this spear imbued with the will of death could easily dismantle those so-called magics founded on elements, reconstructing the "World" and manifesting miracles.


    This is also precisely the reason he, as the King of Warriors, possesses such formidable resistance to magic.


    Had enough fun? My turn!


    Ares swung his long spear, scattering the magic formulas swarming around him, and then with a sneer, he strode towards his prey a hundred meters away.


    However, just as he took a step forward, his body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly lowered his head, his smile freezing along with it.


    In his field of view, circles of light were lighting up beneath his feet, densely interwoven into one piece.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    Before he could react, violent roars followed, and caught off guard, Ares was thrown high into the air.


    Opportunity!


    At the same time, Luo En narrowed his eyes, and the "Goat''s" Divine Speed was instantly pushed to the extreme, his body soaring into the air, striking Ares, who was defenseless and without leverage, with lightning speed.


    The swift "Goat" vanished, replaced by a huge magical boar with sharp fangs and a coat of mottled fur.


    ����A top-tier divine beast, the "Wild Boar" imbued with the Hunting God''s Authority, the embodiment of destruction in the mountain forests.


    Legend has it that it could destroy anything with a single hit and would continue demolishing until its target turned to dust. Its irritable nature and fierce attack power made even tigers, leopards, and lions retreat.


    "Boom!"


    At the same time, Luo En''s clenched fists, like a battering ram, smashed fiercely into the exposed chest of his target.


    "Crack!"


    Accompanied by a grating sound of bones shattering, Ares, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashed heavily onto the ground.


    Suddenly, darkness swarmed his vision as dark red blood spurted from his mouth.


    And just as Ares'' consciousness became chaotic, the shadow of his shameless attacker followed closely like a bone-deep abscess, stomping firmly on his chest, further deepening the War God''s injuries.


    Damn it!


    Summoning a shred of focus through the pain, an infuriated Ares instantly grabbed the opponent''s ankle with one hand and swung the wooden spear in his other hand, attempting to regain the initiative.


    But the opponent decisively kicked him away, giving him no chance to strike back.


    Following that, Ares tumbled backwards, falling into a heap.


    Yet before he could hit the ground, his shadow-like opponent, utilizing the Authority of Divine Speed, appeared preemptively at Ares'' landing spot, unleashing a barrage of straight punches, hooks, leg sweeps, and roundhouse kicks on the shell that housed the War God''s will.


    For a moment, crackling explosions sounded like muffled thunder, resonating together.


    Dizzy and disoriented, Ares was like dough smashed on a cutting board, enduring repeated pounding and torture.


    "Hum!"


    Finally, the vast spilled Divine Blood ignited into a fierce, crimson flame, forcing the opponent to retreat.


    With his body twisted grotesquely, Ares slowly climbed out of the crater, and beneath the waves of blood-red flames, his broken bones realigned themselves, flesh regrew, and even his head, which had turned to his back, was twisted back into place by his hands.


    The striking visual in front of him was filled with a sense of horror, as if a demon was returning from hell.


    Watching the scene unfold, Luo En immediately felt a headache coming on.


    Just now, he had used magic, Authority, and cunning to lure Ares into a pre-set trap, exposing his weakness. He then closed the distance and unleashed the "Infinite Martial Refinement," taking his combat skills to the extreme to subdue his opponent.


    But with a moment''s laxity, this monster, riddled with fatal injuries, revived on the spot with full health, and even its momentum surged higher.


    Indeed, dealing with a Chief God who had surpassed "Immortality" to achieve "Immortality" was quite tricky. Even if it was just an Avatar, it was far beyond ordinary Deities.


    Therefore, it had to be a one-hit kill!


    A fierce light flashed through Luo En''s eyes.

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    "Hahaha! Good, very good!"


    At this moment, Ares, having healed his wounds, spat out a mouthful of blood foam and burst into a frenzied laughter. He then tore off the strip of cloth from his eyes, his bloodshot eyes staring at Luo En ahead, his face corroded by poison revealing a fierce excitement.


    "Little one, you''re worth my full effort!"


    "As a reward, this King will grant you death��in the way of a warrior!"


    No sooner had his voice fallen than the bloody figure rushed in front of Luo En in an instant.


    So fast!


    Fast enough to even match the speed of [Goat]!


    Luo En watched as the spearhead rapidly enlarged before him, a chill in his heart. He immediately sidestepped and leaped backward, narrowly avoiding the heavy and forceful strike.


    Fortunately, what [Goat] possessed wasn''t just speed, but also unmatched agility in complex terrain.


    Seeing his strike miss, Ares pressed down on his wrist, the spearhead flicked upward, aiming straight for his target''s throat.


    Luo En then traced out over a hundred runes of Hermes Script in the air, but this time not to attack. Instead, they flew out in every direction, segmenting and transforming the space around them.


    Both [Goat], derived from Pan, and [Bull], from Crete Island, possessed the trait of [Labyrinth].


    Consequently, Ares, trapped within it, had difficulty discerning direction and could only watch helplessly as his opponent reopened the distance and fled backward.


    "You only know how to flee? Coward!"


    Witnessing this warrior, who clearly possessed formidable combat skills, starting to avoid the fight again, Ares, as the king of warriors, cursed this disgraced member of the warrior class.


    However, Luo En cast a sweeping glance over the several deep pits gouged out by the blood-colored spear on the ground, and the terrifying intent to kill they contained; without a moment''s hesitation, he turned his head and ran even faster.


    Death! I must kill this coward!


    Unable to bear it any longer, Ares slammed his wooden spear into the ground, breaking apart the Magic Array that trapped him, and then charged furiously towards the disgrace of the warrior class, his crimson eyes gradually filling with blood.


    Seeing the bloody shadow relentlessly pursuing him, Luo En took advantage of the terrain and magic, fighting and retreating.


    The swarming Runes and densely laid Magic Circles along his path detonated in succession, but failed to slow down Ares''s speed.


    Instead, as time passed, the bloody figure behind him drew nearer and nearer, the crimson flames even igniting the sky, his frenzied and brutal roars growing louder and louder.


    "Die! Die! Die!"


    Listening to the deafening roar behind him, Luo En''s eyes narrowed, his peripheral vision caught sight of the monstrous beast-like figure with blood steaming and burning all over, and he felt greatly reassured.


    Indeed, to invoke the war divinity to such an extent is not without its limits.


    The answer is, it requires the sacrifice of rationality!


    And this, too, perfectly fits Ares''s usual way of fighting.


    To exchange brains for brute strength? Utter folly!


    A trace of coldness flickered in Luo En''s eyes, and he then looked ahead at the vast blue sea, a sense of relief washing over his face.


    At last, we''re here!


    And Ares, fully engulfed in his battle frenzy, by harnessing his burning war divinity to constantly break through his limits, closed in during the chase, wielding his spear and lunging at his target with a piercing thrust.


    At the same time, the figure standing in the midst of the sea halted its escape, turned sharply and began rapidly chanting the Sacred Words.


    "Let this rage rise! Waves flow backward by its power, all things perish for it! King of fire and smoke, the sovereign who swims in the vast sea, bearing the sin of [Envy], none shall stand above him!"


    In an instant, the sea surface churned and swelled, as a Great Whale with hard scales, sharp teeth, and spiky underbelly emerged from the waves in a burst of blue.


    It exhaled flames from its mouth and smoke from its nostrils, its jealousy towards "those stronger" erupting into a piercing shriek, with surging waves rolling towards the crimson light.


    ��Looking for death!


    Ares, completely lost in his madness, raised his wooden spear and with a nasty laugh, thrust it through the blue illusion of the Great Whale.


    "Splash!"


    The towering waves, devoid of divine power, collapsed in an instant, turning into a rain curtain that poured down upon the shallows.


    However, in the next moment, the land nourished by the rainfall sprouted dense grapevines. The tender green sprouts like living things climbed up Ares''s limbs, burrowed into his wounds, voraciously draining his Divine Blood, and instilling a strange intoxication into his body.


    Feeling the itch on his body, the King of Warriors instinctively summoned his divinity, attempting to ignite his Divine Blood and transform it into a crimson flame to burn away all evils, purging all negative states.


    But before the crimson could fully brighten, a figure broke through the dense rain and charged into Ares''s presence in an instant.


    Lush green grapevines grew wild at his feet; clusters of dark red grapes burst open, and the air was filled with intoxicating scent of wine.


    In a daze, Ares saw surrounding that figure were heads of various animals: goats, great whales, bulls, wild boars...


    He had two horns on his head, his hands entwined with grapevines, and his feet shaped like the hind legs of a goat, reminiscent of Pan''s cloven hooves.


    Had Ares read the unabridged version of "The Orphic Hymns" and the [Divine Chronicle] within a certain secretive cult, he would''ve been astonished to find��all these details matched the mythological narratives in the secret scriptures.


    It was��The First One, Phanes!


    The next moment, the [Great Whale] lashed its tail, giving rise to new waves and storms; the [Goat] ran, fast as lightning; the [Bull]''s hooves stomped, the ground thundered and trembled; Lastly, the [Wild Boar] erupted in a brutal roar, proudly presenting its sharp tusks like two pointed long spears, and charged, unstoppable, towards the king of warriors.


    Ares''s pupils dilated rapidly, and he instinctively let out a roar, swinging his long spear forward.


    Two shadows interweaved, and the unignited bloody divine flame was quenched by the overwhelming waves; A drenched Ares stiffly lowered his head, staring in disbelief at the blasted-open chest and the vacant thoracic cavity.


    That bloody heart was vividly in Luo En''s hand.


    "Pfft!"


    Accompanied by the muffled sound of flesh being crushed, Lycurgus, possessed by Ares, collapsed to the ground like a puppet downed from its core.


    Finally, it was over...


    Once he confirmed the last wisp of life had extinguished from that shell, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, feeling incredibly fortunate.


    Fortunately, Cyprus Island was by the sea, which allowed the [Great Whale]''s specialties to come into play;


    Fortunately, the sea''s blessings possessed a healing effect, reawakening the shattered divine avatar;


    Fortunately, Ares chose to abandon his wits, giving in to blood rage, and stubbornly contested every attack to the end...


    Fortunately, he had the foresight to construct the concept of "Phanes" in the Divine Chronicle and [Holy Verses] he composed, setting the foundation to simultaneously wield the power of four divine avatars, hiding his strongest trump card.


    Otherwise, it might have been him lying down now.


    Luo En slowly looked down, feeling a lingering fear as he gazed at the wooden spear that had pierced through his shoulder blade, and took a forceful attempt to pull it out.


    A jet of blood shot from the wound, blasting a deep pit in the sand. The dense intention of death materialized like ink, causing the grapevines around to wither and perish.


    He had to expel this power as soon as possible!


    Witnessing this scene, Luo En''s heart tightened, and he immediately threw the wooden spear into the Magic Circle Diagram, intending to leave the battlefield quickly and find a secluded place to recuperate.


    However, he had only taken a few steps when the divine avatar that simultaneously bore the images of the [Bull], [Great Whale], [Goat], and [Wild Boar] abruptly shattered, dissipating into specks of light dust.


    Damn it!


    The [Original] state, wielding four avatars at once, was not perfected and couldn''t be sustained for long!


    Luo En cursed under his breath, suddenly feeling a brutal force from the wound on his shoulder violently barging into his body.


    "Pfft!"


    With his organs jolted, a sweet, bloody taste filled his throat, and he spat out a puddle of death-laden black-red blood. His vision began to spin wildly.


    In the midst of severe pain and confusion, Luo En barely concentrated a shred of will, diving into the sea, trying to counteract the surging death intent in his body with the sea''s healing magical protection.


    However, faced with the will of a dying [World], the solitary sea divinity clearly couldn''t provide effective suppression.


    When the intention of death burst forth in another concentrated outbreak, Luo En''s vision darkened. He managed to set up a protective spell just in time before he completely lost consciousness, and his uncontrolled body sank into the depths of the dark sea.


    Time passed and how long, no one could tell; then, a faint light began to glimmer in the darkness.


    A graceful silhouette, amidst the escort and murmuring of marine creatures, swam through a resplendent coral forest, toward that flickering cocoon of light at the center.


    Is it him?


    The golden-haired, blue-eyed goddess hesitated for a moment before she bit her lip and reached out to lift the cocoon of light.


    However, as if instinctively feeling something, two arms broke through the flickering cocoon and firmly wrapped around her slender waist, a head nestling into her warm, soft bosom.


    This little bastard!


    Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the golden-haired goddess''s cheeks flushed and she cursed under her breath, trying to shake the other off.


    But in the next moment, several tendrils as thin as hairs��light-like vegetal roots��pierced into her skin, causing the sea divinity and divine blood within her to gush out like a breached dam.


    At the same time, an eerie intoxication made her feel as if she had been force-fed barrel upon barrel of strong wine; her whole body went limp and hot, unable to move, as she let the creature, like an octopus, cling onto her, frantically sucking and drawing.


    Moreover, the loss of divine power and divine blood brought an inexplicable sense of pleasure, continuously washing over her mind and reason.


    "Mmm, get me back quickly!"


    In her urgency, she couldn''t afford to think further, and with a suppressed moan escaping her lips, she hastily summoned a white dolphin and gave the command.


    The dolphin immediately carried the joined pair on its back, flicked its tail, and vanished swiftly into the vast darkness.

 Chapter 240 176 The Birth of the Minotaur God (Bounty Begins, First Release for Votes)

    Several days later, on a verdant island.


    The bright sunshine poured onto the beach, radiating a warm, generous heat; the moist sea breeze brushed through the woods, bringing in the fresh air.


    An outline beneath the shade of a tree yawned as if awakening from a great dream, lazily stretching his limbs before shifting into a new position, ready to continue savoring the delightful moments on the sunny beach.


    However, the soft and delicate touch in his hand jolted him into alertness, prompting him to open his eyes involuntarily.


    Immediately, beneath him, a "cushion" with a appearance of golden hair, blue eyes, and curves in all the right places that promised a quality sleep, came into view.


    Luo En''s expression became slightly stiff, and after racking his brain for a while, he could not recall any memories of it, so he looked down at the golden-haired goddess with a bit of an embarrassed expression.


    "Um..."


    "Thetis, I was the one who saved you and brought you ashore,"


    The golden-haired goddess seemed to know what he wanted to ask and responded indifferently, but her voice carried a whiff of some deep-seated resentment.


    "So, can you get up now?"


    "Oh, sorry."


    Upon hearing her faint reminder, Luo En snapped back to reality, quickly chuckled and scrambled off her body, stealing a glance at this Ocean Goddess.


    Thetis? So this is what she really looks like?


    Surprisingly beautiful, no wonder Zeus, that old lecher, had his eye on her.


    The man under the shade couldn''t help but admire the supreme beauty of the Ocean Goddess in front of him, while feeling a stir of emotions in his heart.


    Indeed, it was an unavoidable karmic tie...


    In fact, the epic hero saga "The Iliad" has a later part about the confrontation between Lycurgus, the King of Thracians, and Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    "For his defiance against the Heavenly God, he once chased the mad


    nursemaids of Dionysus down from sacred Mount Nysa,


    they were struck to death with pruning-hooks by the murderous Lycurgus,


    dived into the waves to flee, and Thetis sheltered him in her trembling arms,


    the mortal''s roars kept causing him to shiver."


    Simply put, the young Dionysus, intimidated by Lycurgus, transformed into a Bull and fled into the sea. Only by the Ocean Goddess Thetis'' protection did he survive.


    Although he was not the original, young God of Wine of history, and Lycurgus was more than just the King of Thracians.


    But after being injured and entering the sea, the encounter with Thetis he had, had not deviated from the tracks of fate.


    As Luo En''s thoughts surged, his "savior" bit her lip and couldn''t help but say coldly, "Have you stared enough?"


    Realizing that such staring might be impolite, Luo En quickly withdrew his gaze and took a few steps back, trying to indicate that he meant no offense.


    "Stop!"


    However, seeing him retreat, Thetis called out to stop him, sounding both angry and anxious.


    "Help me up!"


    "Huh?"


    Facing this unexpected request and looking at the Ocean Goddess who lay motionless on the beach, Luo En felt puzzled and blurted out his question.


    "What''s wrong with you?"


    "It''s all your fault!"


    Thetis complained bitterly, revealing how her good intentions to rescue him resulted in being drained of strength by a certain ''human juicer''.


    After hearing the victim''s grievances, Luo En suddenly felt slightly ashamed.


    Without thinking too hard, he understood what had happened.


    Simply because he had been too gravely injured to fight against the will of death contained in the Divine Spear, his body''s self-protective mechanism was triggered. It opportunistically took the approaching Thetis for a source of healing, forcibly taking the Ocean Divinity from her body to gradually cleanse himself of the remaining power.


    No wonder he felt so refreshed upon waking, recovering so quickly from such serious injuries.


    After all that trouble, the Ocean Goddess not only served as a makeshift cushion but also painfully acted as his blood pack for several days.


    Seeing the culprit responsible still standing there, dumbfounded, Thetis felt even more infuriated.


    "Aren''t you coming over?"


    Upon hearing that resentful call, Luo En came back to his senses, gave a sheepish smile, and hurriedly helped up the Ocean Goddess, who had shown him such kindness, from the sandy beach.


    After being exploited for several days and nights, Thetis was clearly exhausted, and even with assistance in standing up, her body seemed boneless and limp, collapsing against Luo En without the strength even for simple walking.


    "How about, I carry you?"


    Seeing her state, Luo En proactively suggested.


    Only after she nodded sullenly did he carefully lift the Ocean Goddess on his back, and according to her directions, carried her to the bedroom constructed on the island, laying her on the soft bed made from a giant clam.


    "You rest first, I''ll set up some magic arrays nearby to help you recover as quickly as possible. If there''s anything you need, just call me."


    After saying this, Luo En exited Thetis''s chamber, sliced his finger, and using his divine blood as ink, he began to carefully draw runes.


    Watching the busy figure outside the chamber, the Ocean Goddess lying within the clam finally let down her guard with a sigh of relief, her tense body gradually relaxed, and the spirit she had mustered slowly sank into a deep sleep.


    She was utterly exhausted after the ordeal of the past several days and nights.


    Trusting me so quickly?


    Seeing the defenseless sleeping beauty within the clamshell, Luo En couldn''t help but shake his head with a wry smile, patiently completing the last stroke of the magic array, and activating it in one smooth motion.


    Immediately, multiple intersecting beams of light rose from the ground, forming a closed circle, completely protecting Thetis along with her chamber.


    As the runes pulsed and flickered, magic power particles began to converge towards the center incessantly.


    Having done all this, Luo En clapped his hands with satisfaction, turned, and came to the front of a deep pool, sinking his consciousness into the sea of his mind, starting to seriously check on his own condition.


    It must be said, with the nourishment of Thetis, the blood pack, he had recovered very well, his wounds healed.


    Moreover, within the golden wheel, the vine of his life that sprouted, had grown even further, with its green-red tendrils extending into the fifth slot of the golden wheel, the branches bearing mature grapes dripping with purple-red divine liquid, coalescing into a figure holding a long spear, its aura violent and frenzied��The Fifth Incarnation, the Warrior!


    Luo En, gazing at the bronze altar with five of the twelve sides of the die now lit, couldn''t help but open his eyes and tighten his fists in excitement.


    Clearly, after his battle with Ares and completely annihilating the latter''s incarnation, the vine��which had drunk abundantly of the blood of war and devoured the remnants of the divine heart��had successfully catalyzed the fifth incarnation for him.


    How generous my great-grandfather has been, not only sending reinforcements from afar, helping consolidate this fifth incarnation for me; knowing I temporarily lacked a suitable weapon, he even exploded a rare equipment drop.


    While mockingly joking, Luo En opened the Magic Circle Diagram and took out the sealed divine spear, examining it closely.


    Legend has it that one of the three supreme gods of Rome �� Mars, the god of war, once bestowed a Spear of Nation-Building made from a branch of the World Tree to his son Romulus, with which he founded the Roman Empire on the seven hills.


    According to the origins of Greek and Roman mythology, if I''m not mistaken, this is that very Spear of Nation-Building of the future.


    Sweet!


    Luo En exclaimed, caressing the Divine Artifact that had given him so much trouble before.


    However, as they came into contact, the red runes on the spear began to pulse, unleashing waves of violent humming, as if it wanted to break free of its restraints and return to its former master.


    Hmph, trying to escape?


    The Minotaur god, not deigning to offer experience with disdainful laughter, summoned The Fifth Incarnation behind him at once.


    Instantly, The Warrior bathed in the blood light bellowed, reaching out to grab the restless spear. The pure, domineering essence of the war divinity poured manically into the Divine Artifact, burning away the old markings and stamping a new allegiance.


    After a moment, the finally tamed Spear of Nation-Building ceased its restlessness and let out a submissive hum in Luo En''s hands.


    However, before the Minotaur god could rejoice in his conquest again, a crimson beam of bloodlight tore the clouds apart and plummeted like a red comet onto Cyprus Island.


    In the midst of a violent explosion, a burly and fierce silhouette stepped out of the burning flames from the crater, erupting in a furious roar.


    "My spear! Who? Who did this! I''ll slaughter them!"


    Oh, the victim has come looking for me.


    On the Nameless Island, Luo En casually stowed the war spear back into the Magic Circle Diagram, while gazing towards Cyprus Island, where the red glow bled across half the sky, his eyes showing a hint of malice.


    Perfect, the next act still requires your participation, great-grandfather...

 Chapter 241 177 The Day the Goddess Suffers

    Several days later, on the lush deserted island.


    The rosy twilight bathed the island, and the sea breeze brushed gently.


    In the sleeping chamber, Thetis let out a soft murmur, awakening from her slumber, stretching her limbs within the confines of a giant clamshell.


    The stiffness of her divine power and the weakness of her body jolted her to the realization of her predicament, prompting her to sit up and open her eyes to assess herself and her surroundings.


    Thankfully, nothing was amiss.


    Her neatly dressed attire, the familiar furnishings of the room, and the lack of any trace of an outsider''s presence, allowed the Ocean Goddess to breathe a sigh of relief. Her tense body relaxed against the clamshell, and a trace of fondness grew inside her for a certain figure who annoyed yet amused her.


    That little rascal, though flippant in his ways, at least had some integrity, truly not taking advantage of one in a vulnerable state.


    It wasn''t in vain that she had taken the risk to save him.


    "Awake? Would you like to come out and eat something?"


    Just as Thetis was lost in thought, a gentle inquiry drifted in from outside the hall.


    The Ocean Goddess looked up at the wall and door where several Hermes Script symbols formed eye shapes, giving her a feeling of being subtly spied upon. Her face stiffened, and she instinctively pulled her slightly low neckline higher, criticizing inwardly.


    Alright, there is a line, but not by much...


    On the open ground before the great hall, Luo En, hearing the door being pulled open, looked up and saw the graceful figure approaching him. He reached for a rabbit, grilled to a golden crisp on the fire, and smiled as he offered it to her.


    "Here, I just made this; try it."


    Thetis pursed her lips, sat down after bending her knees, and accepted the other''s gesture of goodwill, placing it in her mouth ready to make a symbolic taste.


    However, as the savory strands of meat touched her palate, the Ocean Goddess widened her mouth and decisively picked up the pace of her eating.


    Not bad, worthy of being a Lesser Deity under the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia.


    Moreover, having slept for so many days, she was truly hungry.


    "To prevent any accidents, I left a few protective spells inside your sleeping chamber, my apologies for the intrusion."


    "Hmm," Thetis nodded slightly, neither approving nor disapproving.


    "Seeing you awake safely puts my mind at ease. I must also thank you for your assistance earlier."


    "No need for thanks, helping you was also helping myself," Thetis responded after swallowing a piece of the rabbit meat, looking up at Luo En in front of the fire with a languid expression.


    "If you and the others could just visit my father''s and sister''s homes less often in the future, I would be extremely grateful."


    Hearing this remark tinged with a hint of grievance, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a bit embarrassed.


    It seems the wool he had sheared before was a bit too much; the Queen of the Sea and the old man of the sea probably complained quite a bit in Thetis''s ear.


    But complaints aside, it was better than having a knife in the back.


    Given the Ocean Goddess''s demeanor and actions, she clearly intended to represent her father''s and sister''s family, showing a desire to make amends with Crete Island.


    After all, the powerful Poseidon of the oceanic gods was still incarcerated, Atlantis had already sunk, the three-headed giant with a hundred arms was squatting permanently at the doorstep of the sea deities, and the recent Gigantes rebellion in Thessaly hadn''t been reassuring, raising concerns.


    The Queen of the Sea''s family, now holed up at home, and the old man of the sea, were likely as skittish as scared birds, fearful this could be a signal from Zeus to make a move against them.


    And in such uncertain times, it was even more important not to give others a handle to use against them.


    Otherwise, the slightest misstep could bring a disaster upon the Sea of Okeanos.


    For instance, if something were to happen to her��a Lesser Deity closely linked to the Chief Gods��while at sea, the Queen of the Sea''s family and the old man of the sea, already at odds with Crete Island, would undoubtedly be the prime suspects.


    By then, no amount of talking could clear their names.


    No wonder this woman, even after saving him, appeared so detached and cool.


    Was she coerced into it after all?


    Luo En momentarily didn''t know whether to laugh or cry, then a sincere smile spread across his face.


    "Next time, you could visit the human city-states along the coast, my treat; I promise you will be well taken care of."


    Seeing the person opposite had understood her intention, Thetis''s expression also relaxed quite a bit, and she nodded slightly.


    Honestly, because her father was a peacemaker and a lover of routine, she also didn''t want to make enemies with the other deities.


    So, if there were things she could help with, she would help.


    It was best if everyone minded their own business and continued to lead their peaceful lives.


    Besides, the taste of this roast meat and mushroom soup was really good...


    Thetis put down the skewer in her hand, sipping the savory thick soup from her bowl, feeling utterly comfortable in body and mind.


    However, just as she was preparing to focus on enjoying this peaceful time, the night sky, which had already darkened, started showing large swathes of strange crimson. Dark red lightning struck down towards the sea surface, whipping up a raging ether storm.


    What''s going on?


    Thetis, who had been drinking soup, couldn''t help but twitch her eyelid and looked up toward the strange phenomenon, waves of confusion rising in her heart.


    Splash~ Splash~~!


    In the sound of water that rose and fell, the exceptionally active schools of fish began a frenzied tearing at each other, with the fierce-looking Sea Beasts surfacing, charging at one another.


    Influenced by the scent of blood in the water, the creatures became excessively frantic, engaging in a desperate, bloody skirmish as if they were Soldiers who had drunk their courage for the battlefield, unleashing the enraged will forced upon them onto their foes.


    "Come out! Show yourself, you scum of the sea!"


    The tempestuous roars echoed louder than the last as a burly figure holding the Golden Sword stood at the center of the blood-colored storm, furiously slashing at the sea surface.


    With each rune on the sword''s body shimmering and shifting, ribbons of blood-colored light fell sharply like Sharp Swords, the surging Magic Power creating rainbow-like streams of light upon contact with the air.


    It was breathtakingly beautiful, yet extremely dangerous!


    The surrounding seawater boiled over, and the islands in its path began collapsing one after the other.


    The intense tremors also reached the feet of the two individuals.


    �� Sword of the War God!


    Seeing this scene, Thetis''s face changed dramatically.


    �� It''s Ares!


    Why would he cause trouble in the Sea of Okeanos?


    Suddenly, the Ocean Goddess seemed to recall something, abruptly standing up and intently staring at a particular figure opposite her.


    "What have you done?"


    "What? Isn''t he looking for you?"


    Luo En blinked, pretending to be clueless and innocent, hoping to bluff his way through.


    "One can disguise their appearance, one can mislead with false origins..."


    Clearly, as a sage among the Ocean Nymphs, Thetis was not as easily deceived as Hestia.


    "You seem to possess some sort of blessing from the ocean, and your injuries, were they caused by the Divinity of war?"


    The Ocean Goddess, recalling the scene from their first encounter and looking at the wildly raging Warrior King in the heart of the blood-colored storm, trembled slightly in her voice.


    "So, what exactly have you done to him?"


    "Uh, we had a small... altercation," Luo En reluctantly admitted when he saw he couldn''t keep the truth hidden any longer.


    "And then?"


    "I accidentally killed his incarnation..."


    Upon hearing this, Thetis felt darkness before her eyes and nearly fainted.


    Disaster!


    Why did I, on a whim, pick up this calamity and bring it home?


    In this moment, the Ocean Goddess realized she''d inadvertently gotten herself entangled in a massive problem and, looking at the culprit before her, her guts twisted with regret.

 Chapter 242 178: Dragging the Decent Goddess into the Water (8k a Day Completed)

    Seeing his lifesaver''s regretful and pained expression, Luo En quickly offered heartfelt comfort.


    "Don''t worry, I did it cleanly. With Ares''s brain, he definitely won''t be able to trace it back to me!"


    "So, that''s why he''s run off to the Sea of Okeanos to trouble us?"


    Thetis gazed somberly at the opposite side, grinding her silver teeth, her blue eyes brimming with grief and indignation.


    "That, was an accident..."


    Luo En chuckled dryly, attempting to make excuses, but under the murderous gaze of the Ocean Goddess, he ultimately shifted his head away, guiltily.


    Alright, he did it on purpose.


    Choosing the seaside for a decisive battle, the protection and healing granted by his ocean authority, his incarnation as the Great Whale wielding divinity, along with the dissipation of the Spear of Nation-Building''s presence at sea...


    All these factors combined, even Athena, renowned for her wisdom, would be misled to first suspect the ocean deities, let alone the single-minded Ares.


    Moreover, Olympus, represented by Zeus, had just made its move against the Sea of Okeanos.


    The motives and reasons were all terrifyingly sufficient.


    By the way, that Dice of Chance on him, coupled with the divine protection of art and memory granted by the Nine Muses, practically maxed out his BUFF for good deeds done in anonymity.


    Even if Ares projected his consciousness into the King of Thracians, he would be affected by the intense "chance" and "divinity of memory" at the scene, influenced to make the wrong judgments.


    And there, everything played out just as he had rehearsed.


    The only thing he miscalculated was being saved by the Ocean Goddess Thetis.


    And to top it off, this woman was the wise Nymph herself, and his shameless framing of the ocean gods was caught red-handed.


    Troublesome...


    Luo En raised his head and stroked his chin, gazing pensively at Thetis before him.


    Feeling the two gazes upon her, the Ocean Goddess was startled, instinctively stepping backward, planning to use her innate Art of Transformation to dive into the sea and escape.


    However, before she could take a few steps, a hand pressed on her shoulder, pulling her weak body back in front of the fire.


    "Don''t be nervous, you are my savior, how could I possibly repay kindness with malice? Besides, if I really wanted to harm you, would I have waited for you to wake up?"


    That was indeed the case...


    After a moment''s thought, Thetis slightly lowered her guard and asked coldly.


    "What do you want, then?"


    "It''s not about what I want, it''s about what you want."


    Luo En smiled, extending two fingers, showing a gesture of openness.


    "Now you have two choices: First, run out and snitch, hand me over. Of course, I won''t admit to it, and I''ll erase all evidence against me."


    Without hesitation, Thetis discarded that option.


    It''d be easy to betray this guy beside her, but it would be tantamount to directly offending Hestia, who was extremely popular, as well as several goddesses with whom he was deeply connected.


    Like Athena and Artemis...


    The state of the Sea of Okeanos at the moment could not withstand even a single ruckus caused by Ares.


    What''s more, if the other three Chief Gods got involved?


    "The second option, pretend you know nothing and keep the secret to yourself. In return, I''ll leave first thing in the morning, and I''ll also draw Ares''s attention once, but after that, the matters of the Sea of Okeanos are none of my concern."


    Thetis pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the raging crimson sea in the distance, instantly grasping Luo En''s meaning.


    Concerning her own safety, the chance of this rascal boldly admitting guilt and willingly taking the blame was impossible.


    His largest concession was just to lead Ares away once, increasing the number of potential suspects.


    But that was a temporary fix, not a cure. Once the pursued disappeared, the blame would still fall on the ocean gods.


    At that time, who knew what kind of revenge that fooled brute would seek?


    Without Poseidon to hold the Sea of Okeanos together, and with the pressing down by His Majesty the King of Gods, it simply could not withstand more turmoil.


    Moreover, at the forefront were her sister and father.


    So, this wasn''t a very good way out either.


    After a moment of silence, Thetis slowly spoke.


    "What about a third option? You should have another plan you haven''t mentioned."


    See, it''s very comfortable to communicate with smart people.


    At this moment, a pleasant smile crossed Luo En''s face, as he raised his hand in applause for the sharpness of the Ocean Goddess.


    "The third, well, is for us to work together to solve the trouble in the Sea of Okeanos."


    The trouble in the Sea of Okeanos? Isn''t that something you framed up!


    Looking at the shameless facade of the original schemer, Thetis suddenly felt an anger that had no place to vent.


    But ultimately, her usual rationality cooled her down quickly, leading her to question the feasibility of this plan.


    "I''m no match for Ares, and as for you... you don''t seem up to it either, right?"


    "There''s no need to fight to the death, just a tiny sacrifice will be enough."


    Luo En shook his head, beginning to speak with a smile, his eyes now fixed on the Ocean Goddess''s figure.


    Thetis felt a chill in her heart, instinctively standing up from her seat, clutching her chest tightly.


    "See, you''re nervous again."


    Luo En''s eyes showed a teasing rebuke, as he pulled the Ocean Goddess, her face full of wariness, back to the negotiation table, while he reassured her with a smile.


    "Relax, it''s not you, nor any of the ocean deities, it''s someone else."


    "Really?" Thetis was skeptical.


    "You''re my savior! Would I harm you? If you don''t trust me, then I might as well leave."


    Luo En put on a stern face, pretending he would leave the island.


    Seeing that the culprit who dumped the blame was about to flee, Thetis immediately pulled back this self-proclaimed man with a remedial plan, her pretty face slightly darkening.


    "Speak!"


    However, Luo En didn''t rush to explain, but instead asked meaningfully,


    "Do you know the fastest way to cover up an out-of-control lie?"


    Thetis fell into thought for a moment before she slowly spoke, "A bigger lie?"


    Luo En smiled without replying, instead turning his gaze towards the crimson sea, and spoke with a profound meaning.


    "I''ve heard that the God of Love, Aphrodite, has a beloved lover in Cyprus named Adonis, but he has always been at odds with that War God..."


    "!"


    In an instant, Thetis''s expression froze, realizing the true intention of the man before her, and she was shocked into speechlessness.


    "Are you insane?"


    "I haven''t done anything."


    Luo En spread his hands, an innocent look on his face.


    "I saw our Lord Ares descending to the mortal world several times, looking to pick a fight with Adonis, but he has never been able to find the Prince''s shadow. I just kindly offered him a little help."


    "..."


    Looking at the so-called old-school enthusiastic "good-hearted person" before her, Thetis was speechless.


    Without thinking, she understood what this guy was plotting.


    It was clear he planned to use the matter of Adonis to incite a conflict between Ares and Aphrodite, the two Chief Gods.


    That way, the War God naturally wouldn''t have time to loiter over the Sea of Okeanos or continue to cause trouble for the sea deities.


    A few years later, when Poseidon''s sentence ended and he returned, Ares might remember the old disputes but would not necessarily have the opportunity to cause trouble as he did now.


    But, this required a prerequisite.


    Whether it was covering a lie with another lie or quelling one conflict with another.


    The affairs on Cyprus Island must be stirred up to be bigger than those on the sea!


    That is to say...


    Thetis looked at the young deity across the firelight, smiling broadly, and felt a chill in her heart as she bit her lower lip.


    "Let me think about it..."


    "No rush, Ares won''t dare to make too much of a fuss for now. You can take your time to decide," Luo En replied nonchalantly, smiling and gesturing with an inviting hand.


    "Or maybe, if you think about it optimistically, maybe he''s a reasonable God."


    As Thetis with the complex expression returned to her own chamber and closed the door, Luo En picked up a few branches from different trees lying beside him, threw them into the fire, and watched with interest as they burned, turning into indistinguishable ashes in the flames.


    In ancient China, when green forest heroes recruited allies, to add a layer of security, they would often make those with a clear conscience commit a deed to prove their loyalty.


    ����That''s to say, commit a crime together.


    By doing so, they had something against each other and could trust each other more.


    Similarly, this was actually what Luo En was doing as well.


    Given that Thetis had seen through some of his secrets, it was safer to take the opportunity to bring her onto his ship of thieves.


    And the charming Prince Adonis was their proof of allegiance.


    Of course, even if she did not agree, Luo En, even if not seeking revenge for a favor with vengeance, wouldn''t kill the Ocean Goddess who had just aided him.


    If necessary, he could simply use "Memory Divinity" to confuse or alter some of her memories.


    But comparatively, he would much prefer to have the sufficiently clever Ocean Goddess stand by his side.


    In front of the crackling fire, a scheming man contemplating how to drag a respectable goddess into the water chewed over the previous exchange, stroking his chin and revealing a thoughtful amusement in his eyes.


    She didn''t outright refuse?


    So, she likely knows where Aphrodite is hiding Adonis?


    What an unexpected pleasure.


    "Die! Die! All of you die!"


    The blood-red figure atop the sea continued to vent its fury upon innocent beings, with swathes of crimson quickly spreading across the sea surface, and the mutilated corpses of Sea Beasts surfacing.


    On the island, however, the real culprits and the complicit who got swept into the mess, fell into their respective contemplations through the long night.


    ~~


    The next morning, Thetis emerged from her chamber looking exhausted, with red veins threading her eyes and a crestfallen spirit indicating that the Ocean Goddess had been tormented by troublesome matters all night.


    Luo En, who was sitting in front of the dying embers, didn''t hurry to chase answers, instead he pointed towards the freshly heated barley soup, thoughtfully asking,


    "Would you like some breakfast?"


    Thetis opened her mouth to speak, but seemed to hear a high-pitched sound, her face changed, and she immediately turned and rushed towards the shore.


    Was there trouble?


    Luo En was taken aback, quickly set down his soup bowl, and immediately got up to follow.


    As they moved through the dense forest to reach the shallow waters near the sea, several snow-white dolphins, covered in wounds, congregated in the blood-stained bay.


    And around them, the bodies of their kind along with seahorses, whales, octopuses, and other sea creatures were washed up in great numbers onto the shore.


    Seeing Thetis arrive, the surviving sea creatures seemed to cry out to their mother for shelter, letting out pained cries, accusing some brutal perpetrator.


    But as life ebbed away, their responses gradually weakened.


    Seeing this, Thetis hastily summoned clear seawater to moisten and heal their wounds before escorting these innocent victims back to the sea for resettlement.


    However, compared to the almost crimson-covered vast sea area, the efforts of the Ocean Goddess seemed a drop in the ocean.


    What was worse, the bloodied storm raging all night on the sea showed no signs of stopping but was instead following the escape routes of the sea creatures, heading straight towards the island where Thetis was.


    A reasonable God? I''m afraid even if I hand over the person, I may not end well, right?


    Thetis, looking at the blood-red wave closing in fiercely, just shy of a hundred miles away, while also considering the sea creatures suffering due to misplaced anger, reflected on the comforts offered by someone the previous night, and found it supremely ironic.


    I have stepped back time and again, yet you still press on relentlessly.


    So be it, then I must seek justice in my own way.


    As she saw the blood-red sky that seemed to touch the heavens now within a hundred miles, the Ocean Goddess made up her mind and turned to look at Luo En behind her.


    "At the Rock of Aphrodite, near the Bay of Polis Forest!"


    Hearing the answer, Luo En revealed a pleased smile and extended his hand cordially yet formally to Thetis.


    "Pleasure doing business with you..."

 Chapter 243 179 May There Be No Wild Boars in Heaven

    As a parchment sketching out the general location and area fell into his hands, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    He gave it a cursory glance and, with his extraordinary memory, etched the content into his mind before stuffing the "letter of challenge" into the Magic Circle Diagram.


    "Your body hasn''t fully recovered, and it''s not suitable for you to appear before that War God. Stay here for the time being, I''ll go and draw him away," Luo En said.


    Hearing the arrangement, Thetis let out a sigh of relief.


    She was truly afraid that this fellow would force her hand, insisting that she stab Adonis along with him and board the ship only after leaving behind concrete evidence of the deed.


    As Thetis was pondering to herself, a cool metal badge was thrust into her hand by the other party.


    The Ocean Goddess spread out her palm to see a bronze badge emblazoned with the Gorgon Medusa Emblem��exquisite in design and craftsmanship, with special runes engraved on both sides.


    "This is reciprocity," Luo En said with a slight smile. "Consider it my way of repaying you for saving my life. If you need to, use it to contact me, and I''ll do my best to help you once."


    Are you sure this is about repaying a debt, and not about exacting revenge?


    Thetis muttered to herself skeptically, feeling the emblematic suspicious object in her palm somewhat hot to the touch.


    Although driven by circumstances, she had to collaborate with the man before her to fool Ares, who was blocking the door.


    But that didn''t mean she wanted to tie herself to that sinking ship, and from now on, share risks with some unsteady people.


    However, after much hesitation, she still pocketed the badge.


    It''s okay to have it, just not use it if necessary.


    Seeing that Thetis had accepted the token, Luo En also showed a smile, releasing more goodwill.


    "I accidentally damaged your dress last time. I''ll get you a better one when I return," he said.


    Last time?


    Thetis murmured to herself, seemingly recalling something.


    All things considered, they had only met twice in total.


    Apart from this time, the other encounter was during the negotiations on Sicily.


    And unfortunately, on that trip, she not only was robbed clean but also had a piece of her dress torn off.


    Instantly, a certain Ocean Goddess''s face darkened, and a murderous aura filled her eyes.


    "Time is of the essence, I''m leaving first!"


    At this point, Luo En apparently realized he had accidentally slipped up and hastily dived into the surging dark red sea, vanishing into the tumultuous waves in a blink of an eye.


    This little rascal!


    Thetis looked up to find the slippery eel had already made a hasty escape upon sensing danger, grinding her teeth in frustration and clenching her fists unconsciously harder.


    ~~


    Southwest of Cyprus Island, in the Paphos District.


    Here in the shallow waters to the southeast, there is a cluster of jutting rocks��some rising out of the sea like stalactites, others standing tall in the water like giant mushrooms, the largest one about 30 meters high. Myth has it that Goddess Aphrodite, the deity of love and beauty, was born from the foam produced by the waves crashing against the rocks on the nearby shore.


    Therefore, they are also called the "Rocks of Aphrodite."


    To the north, the Bay of Polis Forest is said to be the favored spot where the "God of Love" would often swim, hence also known as "Aphrodite''s Bath."


    Gazing around, between these two capes in the small bay, the waters are clear and sandy white, with the densely leaved carob trees and silver-gray olive trees on the shore intertwining into forests, and the pale blue Troodos Mountains in the distance soaring like a giant jade screen, creating a scene of outstanding beauty��tranquil, pristine, and harmonious.


    Until the arrival of an unwelcome guest.


    Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Luo En emerged from the sea''s surface, looked back at the incoming blood-red storm about to hit an island far away, and immediately took out the Spear of Nation-Building that had been sealed in the Magic Circle Diagram, pouring a strand of war divinity into it.


    In an instant, a scent tinged with death and the smell of blood surged into the sky.


    "Found you, you damned thief!"


    Suddenly, Ares atop the sea, like a shark that smelled blood, roared with excitement and irritability, swiftly turned around, and headed straight for the location of his beloved spear without a second thought.


    So fast!


    At that moment, Luo En, who was in the Bay of Polis Forest luring the enemy, saw the streak of lightning-fast blood light that plowed two hundred-meter-long furrows into the sea surface, approaching him rapidly, and he immediately took a deep breath and dived down.


    As the essence of war spread, the once-clear waters gradually turned dark red and murky, and various shallow sea fishes and sea turtles looking to lay eggs on the island scattered and fled in panic.


    Sensing the increasing proximity of that tyrannical presence, Luo En sped through the panic-stricken sea creatures and dashed into the coral forest indicated on the map.


    Gazing into the distance, clamshells of various sizes, adorned in different colors, were scattered across the fine sand between the coral forests, consuming plankton as usual, slowly moving and growing.


    Not these!


    Luo En''s gaze swept hastily over the scene, undeterred, he swam through the vast coral forest, heading deeper.


    Finally, at the bottom of the sea, amidst oddly-shaped stones, he came to a halt, his gaze settling on a peculiar clamshell more than a person tall, its surface glittering with a rainbow''s glow.


    Legend has it that after Titan King Cronus cast the severed genitals of his father Uranus into the sea off Cyprus, bubbles furiously emerged from the spot where the flesh had plunged.


    Soon after, a beautiful, gigantic clamshell appeared, surrounded by numerous smaller shells and pearls. The great clamshell, nudged by the sea breeze and waves, reached the shore, and as it trembled slightly, the two halves parted naturally, and from within emerged a breathtakingly beautiful long-haired goddess: such was the distinct birth of the Goddess of Love.


    It seems this is it.


    He actually hid his mistress in such a place, awaiting their secret rendezvous to awaken her. No wonder Ares, that brute, searched all over Cyprus and couldn''t find her.


    While muttering to himself, Luo En approached the iridescent giant clam and reached out, pressing on both sides of the shell, attempting to pry it open.


    However, truly befitting the divine vessel that gave birth to Aphrodite, it was incredibly hard; mere brute force couldn''t budge it an inch.


    "Bang!"


    At that moment, a thunderous splash from above rang out as crimson quickly spread across the water''s surface.


    Luo En steeled his heart, his gaze falling regretfully on the tightly closed iridescent clamshell.


    Then, I apologize.


    "I am one whose sharp fangs imperil all who approach, I grant thee destruction!"


    With a silent chant, the halo behind Luo En turned, and the [Boar] carrying the divine power of [Destruction] emerged, slowly merging with his figure.


    "Bang!"


    The next instant, amidst a piercing loud crack, the tusks of the [Boar] sank into the gap between the two shells. Making use of the divine right of [Destruction], he forcefully pried them apart.


    The pink flesh of the clam, sensing danger, trembled as it spat out a figure that had been enveloped within.


    Half-asleep and half-awake, Adonis struggled to open his eyes, only to see in a daze a wild boar with variegated fur baring its teeth at him, revealing an almost human-like smile.


    This terrifying and bizarre scene provided a strong visual and psychological shock.


    With a jolt, Adonis fully awoke, hastily sitting up on the sandy seafloor, his complexion deathly pale, looking around in panic.


    Yet what he saw was a desolate emptiness.


    What, another nightmare?


    "Found you, you little bastard!"


    Just as Adonis was beginning to relax, a nightmarish voice emanated from the coral forest, and the tyrannical figure wielding a golden sharp sword appeared before him.


    In an instant, the handsome man''s blood ran cold, and his eyes turned ashen.


    It''s over, Ares!


    Meanwhile, Ares, upon seeing Adonis, first froze and then, sensing the residue of the [Spear of Nation-Building] within him, immediately erupted into an angry, sinister chuckle.


    "Good lad, you again? Die!"


    The golden sharp sword swung forward, unstoppable, its brutal crimson light sweeping violently, shredding everything in its path.


    "No~!"


    At this moment, Aphrodite, realizing something was amiss and racing from Olympus towards the Bay of Polis Forest, looked upon the crimson blade splitting the sea and couldn''t help turning deathly pale, letting out a mournful cry like a cuckoo shedding blood.


    But distant water cannot quench a near thirst, and alas, the reach was too short.


    A certain essence, intertwined with the heart''s blood of the Goddess of Love, unceremoniously dissolved beneath that expanse of blood-red light.


    "Ares!"


    The voice, filled with grief and chill, reverberated to the heavens as the disheveled Goddess of Love and Beauty, like a raging lioness, pounced upon the ravaging crimson on the sea.


    At this very moment, hidden in the forests of Cyprus.


    A certain culprit who took advantage of the chaos to flee, hearing that blood-curdling cry, crossed himself before the vast expanse.


    Brother, may your journey be peaceful...


    May the Netherworld be without wild boars, or Ares.

 Chapter 244 180: The Ancestor Arrives, Bringing Fairness (5.7k, total of 8.3k for the day completed)

    Several days later, a young bard with golden hair and blue eyes, carrying a pack on his back, arrived outside the city of Thebes.


    Gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar "hometown" before him, Luo En, in his new disguise, was flooded with mixed emotions.


    Not long ago, he successfully incited Aphrodite''s wrath by orchestrating the death of Adonis.


    As a result, War God Ares, under his old flame''s frenzied pursuit, skulked back to Olympus, disgraced, and dared not leave his home.


    The Sea of Okeanos naturally returned to its former tranquility, and the troubles of Thetis were likewise smoothly resolved.


    But to be on the safe side, Luo En didn''t turn back to cozy up with the Ocean Goddess, but decisively left the scene of the crime, prepared to lay low in a different city-state for a while, avoiding attention and clearing his name.


    Thinking it over, the nearly faded words "hometown" in his memory came to mind.


    Thus, he took the opportunity to visit Thebes, and to continue his journey as a wandering bard.


    After all, the Goddess of Memory in the Temple of Memory was awaiting his updates, and the nine Muses sitting vigil in their empty abode were waiting for him to redeem them with his manuscripts.


    Of course, his current identity was still "Homer."


    In fact, under his and the nine Muses'' management, this pen name had become not just an individual, but a creative collective, possessing a stack of disguises to facilitate their work in various city-states.


    Looking into the roadside pond at his vastly different reflection, and noting the passing townspeople''s obliviousness to him, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    The disguise, a triple-layered concoction of Illusion Technique, Dice of Chance, and Divinity of Memory, was indeed very convenient to use.


    After a brief pause to ensure he hadn''t left any loose ends, Luo En crossed the overgrown path by the main road and arrived at a barren hill on the outskirts of the city.


    The land here was nearly devoid of life, with jagged, scorched stones piling up on the arid, cracked surface, exhibiting signs of something resembling lightning strikes and scorching.


    Upon reaching the peak of the desolate hill, the terrain became abruptly steep, with the seaside cliff almost forming a 90-degree angle with the sea''s surface, as if cleaved by a heavenly blade.


    A few withered, decayed planks were buried in the dark brown soil, and the only few sprouts of verdant young shoots that pierced through brought a fragile glimmer of life to this barren spot.


    This place was once the resting palace of Princess of Thebes, Semele, as well as the place where he first arrived in this world.


    Standing before the ruins, Luo En stared at the unrecognizable former residence, searching his distant and somewhat fuzzy memories, hoping to find a sense of familiarity nearby.


    Unfortunately, he failed.


    Having only spent a little over a month in the cradle, he had no deep impression of the flowers and grass of this mountain.


    Even after so long, he could barely remember what his mother looked like.


    The only impression he had was that she was fairly young, full of longing for love, often enjoyed teasing him, and had given him the nickname "Little Lion."


    "Sorry..."


    Luo En shook his head, a bit sheepishly, then leaned over and placed a garland in his hand on the scorched earth.


    ����It was handwoven by him using grapevines from the fields and a few wildflowers picked along the way up the mountain.


    "I have a piece of good news and a piece of bad news," the figure in the wind muttered to the garland on the ground, "The good news is, I''m still alive, and I plan to avenge you, and myself..."


    Then, Luo En paused for a moment and continued somewhat helplessly.


    "But the bad news is, he''s also still alive, and quite comfortable. I heard that he''s recently hooked up with the wife of the King of Sparta, Tyndareus."


    "����Transforming into a swan to possess Leda, giving birth to twins and the beauty Helen. According to prophecy, this should be the eighth..."


    A gust of sea breeze fluttered over, making the garland rustle as if it were lamenting a heartless scoundrel.


    Luo En glanced at it and shook his head, muttering to himself.


    "Let''s not, I can''t deal with him right now. That old guy is still quite spry, having just dealt with Poseidon and Apollo together."


    The sea breeze intensified, and the quivering of the garland seemed to grow even fiercer.


    Seeing this, Luo En could only helplessly raise his hands.


    "Alright, alright, I''ll find an opportunity to collect some interest for you sooner or later. And I promise you, sooner or later, I''ll send him down to keep you company. That okay?"


    Under the reassurances of that "devoted son," the garland settled down as if it were satisfied.


    A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell upon the mountaintop, making the garland''s buds shine brighter and its leaves appear more lush.


    The weather cleared up...


    Luo En looked up, gave a self-deprecating laugh, then stood up from the ground, brushed the dust and grass clippings off his clothes, and strode down the mountain.


    ~~


    Having consoled his prematurely departed mother, the devoted son seemed to shed a burden from his heart. His steps felt lighter, and he even had the leisure to engage in his old trade as a wandering bard, sitting under the shade of a tree by the roadside with a Lyre in hand, singing Sacred Words to passersby to earn his fare into the city.


    "I summon the first-born, of dual gender, who traverses the heavens,


    Emerging from the egg, with golden wings resplendent,


    Your bellow like that of a Bull, the origin of joyous Divine Race and mortals,


    Unforgettable sowing, endless revelry of the world, The First One, Phanes..."


    However, the passersby, upon hearing his song, quickly changed their expressions and hastened away.


    He hadn''t even completed one measure before he found himself in a void of solitude.

 Chapter 246 180: The Ancestor Arrives, Justice Ensues (5.7k, total of 8.3k for the day completed)_3

    But due to the influence of the Dionysian Sect spreading, the acts of worship and assembly in secret by the common folk continued unabated despite prohibition.


    Therefore, in fury, Pentheus declared the Dionysian Sect a heretical cult that bewitched the masses, and he severely hunted down its followers, casting them all into prison.


    Even his own mother, for participating in the Dionysian Sect''s secret "Joyful Banquets" with a group of noblewomen, was also locked up.


    Neither the warnings of Tiresias, the blind seer of the temple, nor the persuasion of the old king, Cadmus, could change Pentheus''s firm stance against the Dionysian Sect.


    Thus, as an ordinary person, the old farmer was well aware of his own helplessness, able only to grumble temporarily and do whatever good deeds were within his capability.


    "Young man, you hide here for a few days. Once it''s confirmed that there''s no danger, you can leave. I will go home and get you something to eat."


    After offering his humble shack in the fields to the rash stranger before him and giving a few simple instructions, the old farmer turned and walked toward his home in the village.


    Gazing at the receding figure of the elderly man, and at the sinister silhouette of Thebes in the distance, Luo En, as the leader of the sect, narrowed his eyes slightly.


    ~~


    Nightfall, within the resplendent golden palace of Thebes.


    The king, Pentheus, burly in stature yet with a hint of youthful immaturity that made him appear impetuous, sat on a throne wrought of gold, scrutinizing the new batch of the God of Wine''s followers brought before him.


    Among them were the old and the young, including even members of the divine-blooded nobility.


    Seeing this, Pentheus could not help but become infuriated and reproach sharply.


    "What madness has possessed you to band together and follow a lowly false god? A bunch of weak fools and hysterical women! Have you forgotten the heroic blood that runs in your veins?


    Thebes is the land of the brave! Our citadel is built upon the great deeds of slaying dragons and the bones of our enemies!


    And this false god you wish to worship wears a crown of grapevines on his head, not a helmet; he wears cumbersome robes, not armor; he holds a ridiculous wine cup, not a sword or spear. Do you really expect to go into battle and drink your enemies to death?"


    Hearing the relentless scolding, the gathered crowd remained indifferent.


    "Your Majesty, if I recall correctly, slaying the dragon and building the city were the achievements of your grandfather, Cadmus, who advised you not to mistreat these innocent followers of the Dionysian Sect."


    A deep voice came from the crowd, causing the young king on the throne to turn red with rage.


    Pentheus searched for the source of the voice, ominously glaring at a certain blond-haired, blue-eyed young man among the crowd.


    "Damn you, what is your name? Who are your parents, and where is your home? Why do you embrace this new cult?"


    The young man shrugged his shoulders fearlessly and calmly replied,


    "My name is Polydorus, my hometown is on Crete Island. My parents are ordinary folk, with neither cattle nor land. My father taught me only how to fish, for that skill was his wealth. Later I learned to sail, to know the stars, to observe the winds, and I knew where the best harbors were, so I became a navigator. Once, while sailing for Thilos Island in the Aegean Sea, I was captured by a band of barbaric pirates.


    I thought I was surely doomed, but as it turned out, there was a Heavenly God on board as well.


    The pirate captain must have thought the god''s handsome appearance and soft skin meant he was some Prince, so he captured him too, awaiting a hefty ransom from the shore he was waiting by.


    But when the young man was brought aboard, the pirates watched him with pointed knives, and they tied him up with the thickest ropes, yet somehow, they could not bind him, and the ropes simply slipped off.


    To greater wonder, during the voyage, grapevines suddenly grew on the sail and spread out to both sides, bearing many grapes. And ivy climbed up around the mast, the ship''s rails overgrown with ivy. The deck was flooded with spilled wine, fragrant in the air.


    And that young man reverted to his Divine form, wearing a headband made of grape leaves and holding a rod entwined with grapevines, and around him lay tigers, lynxes, and panthers. The sweet scent of wine spread throughout the ship..."


    Listening to the magnetic voice recounting the story, everyone began to yearn for the wondrous scene, their emotions fluctuating with the progress of the tale.


    "Wait, haven''t we heard this before?"


    "Yes, the ''Hymn to the God of Wine''!"


    "Mmm-hmm, that''s right, I remember now, the author is that blind poet, Homer!"


    Some of the thoughtful followers in the crowd, after a moment of reflection, turned in shock to look at this slightly unfamiliar brother in faith, their faces showing envy.


    Clearly, this man was likely the witness to that story, a living saint!


    Being able to have an encounter with the great God of Wine and to sail with him was indeed a great honor.


    ```


    At this moment, upon hearing the buzzing rumors among the crowd, Pentheus was unable to contain his rage.


    "Nonsense! Some charlatan that appeared out of nowhere dares to claim to be a god!"


    In the face of the young king''s reprimand, the golden-haired, blue-eyed narrator offered a faint smile.


    "Your Majesty, what a coincidence, the group of sea pirates didn''t believe it at first either, and then guess what happened?"


    Then, he paused for a moment before continuing.


    "The pirates first lunged forward with knives, only for the God of Wine to transform into a mighty lion standing at the bow of the ship, tearing the swords to shreds;


    Yet the pirates remained undeterred and drew their bows and arrows. The God of Wine then turned into a massive bear, using its fur to deflect the arrows while protecting me;


    Ultimately, with no strategy left, in a fit of rage, the pirates decided to sink the ship and leap into the sea to escape. But the moment they touched the water, the pirate captain, who had captured the God of Wine onto his ship, found his lips and nose fused together, turning into a fish''s mouth.


    Before the other pirates could even scream, they met with the same fate: they grew blue skin, their spines curved, their arms shrank into fins, and their legs had long since turned into tails.


    I recognize that kind of fish��it''s called a dolphin...


    In this way, all the pirates that entered the water were stripped of their human form, transformed into this state.


    There were a total of twenty people on the ship, leaving only me unharmed. Just as I was overtaken by fear, the God of Wine approached me.


    He said, "Do not fear, my friend, for you have not sought to harm me, and you are a righteous man.


    If you are willing, take me to Crete Island. Once we arrive there, you can become my disciple, spreading my teachings to the world:


    Let he who is unjust continue to be unjust; let he who is filthy continue to be filthy; let he who is righteous continue to be righteous; let he who is holy continue to be holy... For the gods will punish the wicked and protect the good."


    The Merciful One will even grant those wretched pirates three opportunities to repent."


    In the silence that ensued, the "disciple" gazed up at the youthful and vigorous face of Pentheus, deep in thought.


    "So, what is your choice, Your Majesty?"


    "Enough, I have no patience for your drivel!"


    "It''s not too late to mend your ways..."


    "How dare you, a lowly charlatan, presume to lecture me? Shut your mouth!"


    Pentheus on the throne glared with ice-cold eyes, fury rising as he stood up from his seat, and with a big sweep of his hand.


    "Guards, seize him, subject him to all manners of torture, then cast him into the dungeon!"


    The soldiers in the great hall, upon hearing the command, immediately grabbed ropes and instruments of punishment, ready to tie up the presumptuous young man amidst the people.


    However, a gust of wind blew through, leaving the soldiers entering the crowd dazed and confused.


    By the time they regained their senses, the supposed criminal they were to arrest had vanished.


    Meanwhile, a deep murmur resounded from the pitch-black night sky.


    "The first time..."


    Pentheus looked at the palace doors that had been blown open by the wind and the empty square beyond the windows, his expression fluctuating between dark and light, as he exploded in furious roars at the bewildered soldiers.


    "Bring him back! Go catch that damned trickster and bring him back to me!"


    The soldiers snapped to attention under the king''s scolding, rushing out in a panic to search for the fugitive criminal.


    Meanwhile, the believers who had witnessed the scene were beside themselves with excitement.


    A saint! It must truly be the saint!


    The God of Wine must have known that we were treated unjustly and sent someone to rescue us!


    At this moment, the followers, who had begun to waver and fear under oppressive power, had their faith solidified once more. They brought their hands together in a prayerful gesture toward the kind and just deities, praying with fervor.


    ```

 Chapter 247 181: The Self-Cultivation of Chinese Chives (4.1k)

    On the deep night of the next day, the palace of Thebes.


    A cold wind passed through the doors and windows, pouring into the great hall, where King Pentheus, sitting alone on the throne with eyes closed in meditation, heard a creaking noise. He couldn''t help but shiver and, in a fluster, stood up, drawing the bronze longsword from the rack beside him and looked around vigilantly.


    "Who''s there? Quit these ghostly tricks and come out!"


    Waving the bronze sword in his hand through the air, Pentheus issued a warning.


    However, the only response to him was the whistling of the wind outside the door.


    It was merely a false alarm.


    A faint blush colored Pentheus''s face, which subsided as he sheepishly slid the bronze sword back into its sheath, relaxing his anxious heart slightly.


    Yet, even so, the thought of that handsome young intruder who had appeared and vanished without a trace in the great hall last night caused the young king''s expression to become uncertain.


    With all those Divine Blood Guards keeping watch, they still hadn''t noticed how he had disappeared.


    Moreover, after two continuous days of searching the entire palace and city, the guards still hadn''t found any trace of the man.


    If it was so easy for him to infiltrate and disappear, did that also mean that if the man wanted to assassinate the king, it would be equally effortless?


    Realizing that this threat might still be lurking in some corner of the palace, Pentheus was immediately filled with a sense of chilling dread and couldn''t help but lower his head to look at the token engraved with the image of a toxic dragon next to the throne.


    The heretics of the Dionysian Sect were still locked in the dungeon. If he were to release them...


    Accompanying his wandering thoughts, his hand hesitantly reached below.


    "What''s wrong? Have a mere imposter god''s tricks frightened you?"


    The sudden voice echoed in the empty great hall, Pentheus''s complexion darkened, and he immediately drew his sword and turned around, going on the defensive.


    However, a pale finger lightly pressed against the blade, effortlessly pinning down the weapon capable of cutting through metal as easily as mud.


    "It''s me..."


    A deep and slightly hoarse voice came from in front of the throne amidst a blood-red mist, while the entire great hall, unbeknownst to when, had filled with a ghostly red glow.


    A pair of long, narrow eyes imbued with crimson scrutinized the young King of Thebes, shaking their head in disdainful laughter.


    "Descendant of Cadmus, the dragon slayer, and blood kin of Ares, the War God, a true scion of divinity, is actually afraid of a mere imposter god, an utter disgrace to your ancestors."


    "I am not!"


    Pentheus felt a surge of blood rush to his face, making his cheeks flush red as he stiffened his neck and loudly retorted, seemingly trying to prove something to the enigmatic figure before him.


    "Where is your courage then? Show it to me." The figure in the blood mist looked down provocatively, gently coaxing, "Being humiliated to your face and letting him escape in front of a crowd, what should you do with such a man who has brought shame upon you?"


    "I will butcher him sooner or later!"


    Anger rose in Pentheus''s heart, and he sneered coldly.


    The figure in the blood mist nodded approvingly at this answer.


    "That''s more like it, my king. You should be the most esteemed being in this land, any who dare defy you shall pay in blood!"


    Hearing the blood shadow''s praise, the young king was immediately invigorated.


    However, thinking of last night''s scene, he soon felt depressed and troubled again.


    "True, but the guy ran too fast. My men couldn''t keep up, and if we can''t catch him, what can we do?"


    The blood shadow glanced at Pentheus who was complaining and smirked, a fleeting contempt in their eyes before speaking softly.


    "He can run, but some people can''t get away."


    "What do you mean?" Pentheus pondered thoughtfully.


    "Since that heretical god claims to be ''merciful,'' I wonder if he would be willing to make a small sacrifice for his innocent followers?"


    Upon hearing the meaningful whisper in his ear, Pentheus instantly understood and excitedly grabbed the City Builder token beside the throne, infusing it with Divine Power and activating the Runes within.


    Soon, a squad of Divine Blood Guards opened the main doors of the palace''s great hall and entered in succession, asking the king on the throne with bated breath.


    "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"


    "Immediately go to the dungeon, hang all the heretics in the square one by one, until that runaway heretic from last night surrenders!"


    Pentheus sneered as he tossed the token, giving the directive.


    Upon hearing this, the captain of the Imperial Guard hesitated, carefully reminding him.


    "But Your Majesty, your mother and several of your aunts are also in the dungeon, should we..."


    However, the hesitation only caused Pentheus''s face to darken, his eyes flaring up with a furious crimson.


    "Silence! Whosoever worships a false god, whoever joins a heretical sect, they are condemned to death! Execute them all!"


    "By your command..."


    Under his tyrannical gaze, the captain of the Imperial Guard dared not speak further, reluctantly picking up the token from the ground and summoning his men to head toward the dungeon.


    After the Divine Blood Guard assigned with the task had completely vanished from his sight, Pentheus immediately turned his head, eager to inquire.


    "How did I do?"


    The shadow in the darkness applauded with a smile, eyes revealing approval.


    "That''s how a wise monarch should act; you surpass even your grandfather!"


    Pentheus nodded in satisfaction, his young face aglow with excitement and cruelty under the blood-red light.


    Yes, I am the king of Thebes!


    None shall defy my will! Not even the gods!


    However, just as Pentheus was reveling in his delightful fantasy, the squad of Imperial Guards that had previously been ordered to the dungeons returned, their faces aghast.


    "Your Majesty, it''s terrible! The heretics have escaped!"

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    "What?"


    Upon hearing those words, Pentheus couldn''t help but rise angrily from his throne, lashing out at the commander of the Imperial Guard.


    "What are you all doing? Can''t you even watch over a mere hundred or so prisoners? They''re all sick and weak, old and frail!"


    Listening to the king''s rebuke, the returning commander of the Imperial Guard also wore an expression of grievance.


    "Your Majesty, this really isn''t our fault. By the time we got to the dungeon, the prison doors were already open, and the jailers were lying around as if they were drunk and unconscious. Then, in a blink of an eye, those prisoners vanished before our very eyes, leaving only a pile of handcuffs and shackles that had fallen off by themselves in their cells."


    "If they''ve escaped, then go find them! Go catch them! The families of many heretics are still in the city; they can''t have gone far!"


    At this moment, after receiving that mysterious inspiration, Pentheus seemed to have realized how to deal with the heretics and gnashed his teeth as he dropped his order.


    "If you can''t capture them, bring back their families to suffer on behalf of these criminals!"


    Upon hearing these words, the commander of the Imperial Guard instantly felt an onrush of complaints within his heart.


    Such widespread and indiscriminate punishment was sure to stir up trouble.


    And as for the Imperial Guards who were tasked with carrying out these orders, they were bound to be condemned vehemently.


    But royal commands are difficult to disobey, and seeing that King Pentheus was determined to strike hard against the Dionysian Sect and its associates, he had no choice but to take the token, gather the Divine Blood Guard, and head to the army barracks of the city defense forces, ready to launch a joint operation.


    He had no choice; the burden was too heavy for one person to bear.


    It was better to have his comrades-in-arms help to shoulder some of the weight.


    Moreover, he didn''t want to be drowned in spit, so he first sought to chase down and apprehend the escaped heretics. If they really couldn''t present any suspects, there would still be time to round up the relatives of the involved parties.


    Nevertheless, this night was destined to be sleepless.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, outside the city.


    After a dizzying whirl, the members of the Dionysian Sect who had disappeared from the dungeon blinked open their eyes, only to find themselves miraculously freed from the dark and damp cages, now in the thick forest of Mount Cyllene.


    Under the hazy moonlight, the blond young man who had performed miracles in the royal palace the night before stood before them with a staff in hand, smiling at them.


    "Saintly Sir! It''s the Saintly Sir!"


    "Thank you for rescuing us!"


    "By the God of Wine, we''ve finally escaped."


    The believers regained their senses and swarmed forward, babbling excitedly about their feelings.


    When the Divine Blood Guard had arrived, they had learned from the noisy chatter that King Pentheus had decided to execute them, and many had been terrified at the thought of dying on the gallows.


    Little did they expect that the God of Wine would command His saint to rescue them from their life-or-death crisis.


    Surely, this was a benevolent and just god!


    Having just been through a life-threatening ordeal, the believers'' emotions of gratitude and admiration were overwhelmingly strong.


    Their intense faith turned into invisible points of light, flowing into the heart of a certain [Saint] at the scene, and as if transformed into golden Divine Liquid, it rained down, causing a vine nurtured within the golden wheel to grow several inches taller in the blink of an eye, and from which several tender branches sprouted.


    Such good people!


    Luo En looked at these believers before him, his eyes shining as if he had spotted a crop of freshly growing chives.


    In this unseen mutual adoration between deities and their followers, both sides felt they were the ones who benefited the most.


    "Grumble~~"


    Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly warm, a rumbling sound of hunger broke the silence of the forest.


    A dozen believers awkwardly rubbed their bellies, and the others couldn''t help but show embarrassment.


    They hadn''t eaten since being locked up in the dungeon almost a day ago.


    Luo En gave a slight smile, reached out, and handed the staff in his hand to a woman in the crowd who seemed somewhat familiar.


    "Use this."


    The woman accepted the staff with astonishment, following the saint''s instructions to strike the rock wall, causing a stream of clear water and fine wine to flow from the crevices of the stone; milk ran in the stream, and honey dripped from the hollow tree trunks.


    The sweet aroma led the hungry believers to try scooping up the wine and milk, or sucking on the honey from the trees.


    The fragrance of the food in their mouths, along with the real sense of fullness, invigorated their spirits, excited them beyond measure, as they constantly murmured the words "miracle" and worshiped the benevolent God of Wine with the utmost reverence.


    As a result, Luo En''s divine power and the grapevine in the center of the golden disc grew a little more, and his mood became even more joyful.


    Looking at the feasting followers around him, this Patriarch''s face was filled with genuine smiles, like a hardworking old farmer delighted by the robust growth of chives in his field.


    Truly, such simple folks, so unpretentious.


    Give them some real benefits, and they''re ready to believe in you, and each does so more thoroughly than the last.


    Of course, it might also be because the deities of Greece are usually up to no good, acting entirely on whims and moods, without any understanding of sustainable development and mutual benefits.


    They either pluck the chives to the root or turn over the entire field.


    So, farming still requires the mystical Eastern power.


    Luo En reflected on this quietly while he surreptitiously traced the Hermes Script behind him, slicing through space.


    Although he had become a deity, his authority was not yet strong enough to create something out of nothing.


    Therefore, some of this food had been cultivated through the God of Hunting''s Strength and the power of the pastoral gods associated with "Goat" and "Wild Boar," while the rest had been transported through space from the city.


    Of course, Luo En also left behind some gold and silver as compensation.


    As the former scribe of Crete Island, he still had plenty of precious metals; enough to feed a hundred and ten people for several months with ease.


    As Luo En pondered whether to take the opportunity of the followers eating to rehearse a pre-meal prayer ritual, to strengthen their sense of faith and belonging, a cacophony of horse hooves came from outside the woods.


    Soon, several hundred fully armed figures appeared amidst the trees.


    "It''s the Imperial Guard!"


    Seeing the emblem of a poisonous dragon on their armor and weapons, the followers immediately panicked, grabbing sticks and stones and gathering in front of a certain holy figure, readying themselves for a desperate struggle.


    "Stop!"


    Luo En stopped the followers'' irrational actions and stepped out from among the crowd, smiling at the leader of the Imperial Guard.


    "I hear your King wants to see me? In that case, I am willing to be taken into custody, but please do not harm the people behind me."


    The leader of the Imperial Guard thought carefully for a moment, glanced at the hundred or so people at the scene, and nodded slightly.


    Many among them were notable figures from Thebes, and the initial command given to him by the King was just to lure out this "saint" by any means necessary.


    It was just a job; there was no need for him to be utterly ruthless.


    After all, they were all locals who would have to face each other sooner or later; it was always good to leave some room for maneuver.


    Besides, it seemed the monarch in the palace was seriously ill.


    Seeing a consensus had been reached, Luo En willingly put on shackles for himself.


    "We cannot let them take away the holy figure!"


    "Fight them!"


    "..."


    However, just as the Imperial Guard was about to place the prisoner on the prison wagon, the followers finally reached their limit and surged forward, trembling as they raised their sticks and stones.


    The leader of the Imperial Guard sighed and reminded them reluctantly,


    "King Pentheus has decreed that if you dare to resist or escape, your relatives and friends in the city will be imprisoned along with you. For the sake of your families, you''d better surrender,"


    Hearing this, the locals among the followers turned ashen, but many believers still looked resolute, clearly prepared to die for their saint.


    Luo En raised his hand to stop the followers'' resistance once more and smiled as he spoke.


    "Don''t worry, wait here for me, I shall return shortly, this is the will of the God of Wine."


    There seemed to be a convincing magic power in his words, and gradually, the followers calmed down, nodding obediently and choosing to continue their prayers and feasting.


    If it was the God of Wine''s will, then surely he would protect his followers.


    And as the guards watched the followers conjure honey, wine, and milk out of thin air, using their staffs, they showed shock and took a more cautious and reverent stance towards Luo En, the heretic.


    Soon, the Imperial Guard escorted the prisoner in the wagon towards Thebes, preparing to report back to the monarch who had issued the order.

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    Atop the grand hall of the royal palace, King Pentheus looked down condescendingly at the young heretic who''d been arrested before him and snorted in disdain.


    "Apostle of Bacchus?"


    In the "Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle", Dionysus, Bacchus, Phanes... these were all incarnations and aliases of the God of Wine.


    "We meet again, Your Majesty."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, warmly initiating conversation.


    "I''ve come at your invitation. So, how do you plan to deal with me?"


    "Want to know?"


    Staring at the fearless youth before him, Pentheus raised his eyebrow, revealing a hint of sinister intent in his gaze.


    "Guards, put heavy shackles on him and lock him in the cave near the stables, then seal off the entrance!"


    Upon hearing the King''s command, the Divine Blood Guard showed troubled expressions, hesitating to move forward.


    They had witnessed that miracle and unavoidably felt some reverence for that deity in their hearts.


    Moreover, the Apostle''s act of stepping forward willingly to prevent the suffering of his believers had also earned their admiration.


    "Are you deaf? Seize this audacious heretic!"


    Under the irate scolding of Pentheus, the Divine Blood Guard reluctantly picked up the shackles and approached hesitantly.


    "It''s okay..."


    Luo En was smiling soothingly, willingly stretching out his hands to let the crowd put the manacles on him.


    After all, these people were only following orders; there was no need to make it hard for them.


    Seeing the distinguished Apostle reassuring those afflicting him at such a moment, the Divine Blood Guard, relieved of their burden, felt a profound gratitude in their hearts.


    They were very clear about the mysterious strength and elusive speed of the other party; if he had wanted to escape, none of those present could have stopped him.


    And witnessing his former nemesis so readily falling into his own hands, Pentheus finally relaxed completely, a flash of jealousy crossing his eyes as he stepped forward to mock the prisoner at his feet.


    "Bacchus? A spirit nurtured by wine? A lowly creature of unknown origin, what right do you have to command such arrogance on my land and share the glory with the gods of Olympus?"


    In truth, this young king''s issue with the Dionysian Sect was purely because of his pathetic vanity and the annoyance of not being esteemed by his people.


    The sky bears not two suns, the earth not two sovereigns.


    Thebes needed only one figure for adoration, one would be enough.


    With that, Pentheus looked at the prisoner before him, puffing out his chest with a sense of victorious declaration.


    "Only I��blood of the God of the Sea, Poseidon, descendant of the War God, Ares, a true scion of the gods, qualify to be a hero revered by all on this land, just like my grandfather Cadmus, to offer redemption to the foolish masses and lead them to prosperity!"


    "It seems you''ve got one thing wrong."


    Luo En shook his head, interrupting Pentheus''s self-aggrandizement with a heartfelt statement.


    "The reason why your grandfather Cadmus is remembered by this land and crowned as its king is that he killed the dragon, built the high walls of Thebes, and spared the people from the attacks of Magic Beasts, allowing them to live and work in peace. You have not received the people''s respect and praise because you have yet to accomplish similar great deeds or save as many lives."


    Immediately, the young Apostle paused, lifted his head, and looked meaningfully at the young king before speaking slowly.


    "Thus, it is not the [hero] who forges great deeds and saves the people; it is those who forge great deeds and save the people who are truly worthy of being called [heroes]!"


    Such words struck home.


    Upon hearing this, the Divine Blood Guard, outwardly stoic, nodded in agreement within.


    Indeed! They had been willing to follow the old king Cadmus because of his bravery and achievements.


    If not for the legacy of their ancestors and the lack of a suitable successor in Thebes, how could this rash and arrogant scion be worthy of ascending to the throne and giving orders to them?


    As Pentheus noticed the change in the gazes upon him, his face turned crimson with uncontainable fury.


    "Shut your mouth! You and your god are nothing but deceivers, only capable of beguiling the masses! I will see you both eradicated from the land of Thebes!"


    However, in the face of this menacing threat, Luo En laughed and shook his head.


    "Wishing to be worshipped by the people, yet not striving to achieve great deeds or govern the nation, instead blaming the deities for stealing your glory, isn''t that quite upside down, Your Majesty?"


    After all, just a spoiled child throwing a tantrum because he failed to get love and praise.


    With that character, it''s no wonder neither your grandfather Cadmus nor your mother wanted to stand by your side.


    How pathetic...


    Luo En looked up at his cousin with a hint of mocking pity in his eyes.


    Instantly, Pentheus was deeply stung by that look, raging furiously.


    "Guards! Throw this charlatan into the cave, now! Immediately!"


    In the face of the King''s stern order, the Divine Blood Guard acted as if they hadn''t heard, each averting their gaze.


    Seeing that none of his subordinates were willing to move, the captain of the guard, confronted with Pentheus''s escalating reprimands, reluctantly stepped forward and picked up the chains bound to Luo En, forcing a smile uglier than a cry.


    "My apologies..."


    Luo En smiled and nodded, offering no resistance to the captain, and compliantly followed along.

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    Seeing how amiable the man behind him was, the commander of the Imperial Guard was moved beyond measure and felt even more fortunate about the choice he had made earlier.


    But at this point, under the King''s strict orders, he was powerless and could only afford the man behind him a little dignity and convenience.


    Therefore, the commander of the Imperial Guard did not walk quickly, and even intentionally loosened the chains a bit.


    However, this action infuriated Pentheus, who had followed them.


    This hot-tempered King could bear it no longer and grabbed the chain, shoving the blasphemer who had greatly embarrassed him into the cave beside the stable.


    "Build a wall! Quick, seal off all the exits!"


    Under Pentheus''s command, the Divine Blood Guard, although disgruntled, had to seal off the cave entrance due to their duties and the families they had left in Thebes.


    After the task was completed, the worried Pentheus specifically inspected every wall to ensure there was no skimping, and only then did he nod his head, satisfied.


    This distrustful behavior made the Divine Blood Guard even more irritated; their view and attitude toward this young King dropped to an all-time low.


    Meanwhile, the oblivious Pentheus took a proud look at the completely sealed cage before him, a sinister smile appearing on his face as he picked up a burning torch.


    "You''re quite the talker, aren''t you? I''d like to see how long you can keep it up!"


    With that, the volatile King prepared to throw the torch into the cave.


    The surrounding Soldiers'' faces changed color. The cave not only contained the Apostle thrown into it but also a large store of horse fodder.


    A fire could signify a substantial loss for the kingdom.


    Had Pentheus gone mad?


    The crowd wanted to intervene, but it was too late.


    A burning torch was hurled from Pentheus''s hand, flying into the sole airhole that remained above the cave.


    "Boom!"


    Simultaneously, a thunderous roar shook the earth from within the cave.


    With dust spreading, the bricked walls enclosing the cave collapsed, and the heretical Apostle emerged unscathed, holding the torch.


    In the torchlight, his figure seemed taller and more handsome than before.


    Under the eyes of onlookers, some relieved, some astonished, Luo En stepped forward and stuffed the burning torch back into Pentheus''s hand, with a slight smile, his voice deep.


    "For the second time..."


    As the sensation of searing heat hit him, Pentheus cried out in surprise and in a panic, dropped the nearly burned-out torch, looking at the man before him with a trace of fear.


    Everything seemed to take him back to that fearful night in the palace.


    "Seize him! Arrest this deceiver''s follower!"


    With his heart trembling, Pentheus instinctively hid behind the Divine Blood Guard and shouted loudly.


    "Your Majesty! I believe you are mistaken, Bacchus is a genuine, venerated deity!"


    Finally, a Divine Blood Guard, unable to restrain himself, was the first to retort.


    Following suit, several others echoed his sentiment.


    "Indeed, we have heard of his divine name in Thracian, in Athens, on Crete Island..."


    "Yes, he is the spirit of wine, the embodiment of joy, and also the most important attendant of the God of Stove, Hestia!"


    "Even Olympus, where the gods reside, holds a place for him. There is no reason for Thebes to expel such a deity who brings peace and joy!"


    Upon hearing this, Pentheus became so enraged his face turned alternately white and green.


    "Silence! All of you, silence! Have you all been bewitched by this charlatan?"


    Immediately afterward, his eyes swept the room, landing on the commander of the Imperial Guard walking towards him, and Pentheus''s face brightened as he shouted sternly.


    "Botes, aren''t you going to control your men? Arrest that heretic who has been leading the people astray!"


    However, the commander of the Imperial Guard remained unmoved, speaking indifferently.


    "I''m sorry, Your Majesty, but I cannot comply because I also share that belief."


    "You!"


    This unexpected betrayal made Pentheus tremble with fury.


    "Madness! You''re all mad!"


    "Whether I''m mad, I''m not sure, but I witnessed those women who escaped from the prison as if from thin air, who under the God of Wine''s blessing, turned water into milk, made tree branches exude honey, and fed themselves well. And your mother and sisters are among the leaders of these women."


    The commander of the Imperial Guard paused, adding solemnly.


    "Your Majesty, had you been there to see the miracles with your own eyes, you would have fallen to your knees in worship."


    In the recounting of the commander, Luo En could even sense a stream of faith power emanating from him, flowing towards his own domain of the heart.


    The spirit of wine, the embodiment of joy, the being that brings delight to the world...


    It seems his relentless image marketing and persistent writing efforts were paying off.


    Look at this, such is the power of reputation, to conquer without a battle.


    Observing the scene where nearly half of the Divine Blood Guard sided with him and the impotent fury of Pentheus, Luo En felt immensely content.


    "Traitors! All traitors! You even let those heretics'' lapdogs go and made excuses for them!"


    At this moment, Pentheus was more uncontrollably enraged than ever, and he yanked off the commander''s shoulder rank, barking out orders.


    "Summon all the infantry and cavalry, arm them with weapons and armor, leave the city, blockade Mount Cyllene, and capture all the heretics immediately! Anyone who defies will be executed!"


    "No need to trouble yourself..."


    As Pentheus issued his angry commands, Luo En approached the young King, speaking with a smile.


    "I can take you to meet those believers of the Dionysian Sect. Before your authority, they will surrender and accept their punishment."

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    "Good!"


    Seeing that the Divine Blood Guard around him was getting somewhat unmanageable, an angry and annoyed Pentheus hastily agreed after hearing the suggestion.


    "If I can''t deal with you, can''t I deal with them?"


    The young King sneered to himself, a touch of longing arising in his heart.


    As long as he used his personal ability to capture all these criminals and send them back to prison, exposing the false god, it would be like creating a commendable feat for himself.


    When that time came, who would dare defy his succession to the throne?


    Seeing Pentheus agree without a second thought, Luo En sighed and changed his tone.


    "However, if you are going, I suggest you put on this dress before you leave."


    "Woman''s clothing?"


    Pentheus''s face darkened as he felt humiliated upon seeing the pink dress passed to him by the heretical apostle.


    Luo En nodded with a helpless expression and earnestly explained.


    "They''ve just been a bit shocked and had some wine, their mental state might be a bit unstable. If a man approaches, especially one who has not been initiated, those poor women and children will inevitably be scared."


    "Nonsense!"


    King Pentheus swatted the dress from Luo En''s hands, angrily drew his bronze sword, and menacingly placed it at Luo En''s lower back.


    "Move it, now!"


    "Okay, okay, I''ll lead the way for you."


    Luo En raised his hands in surrender, honestly mounted the horse with Pentheus, and took responsibility for guiding them.


    The galloping warhorse dashed out of the palace, kicking up dust all the way to the outskirts of Thebes City.


    Yet amidst the jostling ride, Pentheus inexplicably saw his vision blur as if the world had undergone a strange change.


    Two suns hung in the sky, a doubly large Thebes City where each city gate was twice its original height, and the person sitting before him seemed like a bull with a pair of huge horns on its head. Wherever he went, ripe grapes clustered bountifully, their thick wine aroma filling his nostrils and bringing a trace of intoxication.


    "No tricks!"


    Pentheus frowned, nudged the sharp point of his sword forward, and threatened in a cold voice.


    "Even if you run, they won''t be able to escape!"


    Luo En glanced at the desolate mountain outside the city gate and muttered helplessly in his heart.


    You''ve seen it.


    I''m here diligently filling in the holes, but there are people crazily shoveling away.


    So...


    Luo En cracked his whip, lashing it hard against the horse''s flanks, leaving the Divine Blood Guard behind, and taking his cousin toward Mount Cyllene.


    At that moment, the eyes on his back had lost all warmth, his lips silently moving.


    "The third time..."


    ~~


    Soon, they arrived at a deep mountain valley surrounded by pine trees.


    "The Apostle has returned!"


    "Thank heavens, he''s unharmed!"


    "God of Wine bless us, thank you for your kindness..."


    ```


    The believers who heard the noise gathered around, singing praises to their deities and offering fresh grapes and vegetables to the saint who had shielded them from disaster, to quench her thirst.


    "What''s that sound? Where are the people? Where are they?!"


    Pentheus, staring at the "pine trees" before him, angrily brandished his sharp sword and demanded an answer.


    Under the influence of [madness], his eyes had lost their focus, oblivious to the fervently gathering women and elders.


    "Don''t rush..."


    Luo En spoke softly, his eyes showing a hint of endearing concern as he extended a hand forward and pressed down on the air.


    Instantly, a huge pine tree sagged its crown as if it were a willow branch toyed with by the wind.


    But Pentheus saw a wide road, and at the end of it, sinners huddled together in a valley, shivering.


    "Found them!"


    Pentheus exclaimed in ecstatic joy. He leapt off his horse and onto the "road," with the tree crown snapping back up into the air.


    As the ground beneath his feet shook and a strange sensation of suspension took hold, the young king was suddenly jolted back to some clarity, realizing he was about to be flung out by the tree branch.


    In his panic, he instinctively threw away his sword and clung to the trunk, finally stabilizing his body.


    However, at that moment, a deep voice rose in the valley.


    "Look, here is the beast that will bring you death, I have brought him."


    Not a single leaf in the forest stirred, no sound of any creature could be heard. The God of Wine''s followers lifted their heads; they heard the call of the apostle and rushed over rapidly, as if dispatched by the gods themselves.


    Beneath the surging intoxication, the reveling women crossed turbulent rivers and dense jungles to gather under the great pine tree, where they saw the harmful beast perched at the top.


    ��A lion clad in lavish clothes, donning a golden crown.


    ��Blinded by power, driven by violence.


    The disciples couldn''t help but recall the torments they had suffered and the brethren who had died in the violent arrests, their anger surging uncontrollably.


    "Kill him! Kill him!"


    First, the crowd threw stones, broken branches, and divine staves. But none could reach the king in the tree crown.


    Then, fueled by the alcohol in their bodies, feeling endless strength, they began digging into the soil around the pine tree with hard oak sticks, rooting out the tree''s foundation.


    With a thunderous crash, the tree fell, and Pentheus toppled to the ground along with it.


    The crowd swarmed over him, their eyes gleaming red with hatred.


    "Damn it, what are you doing? I am your king!"


    Pentheus bellowed desperately, covered in mud, trying to awaken the plebeians'' fear.


    But to the believers, that was just a gravely wounded lion roaring impotently.


    Meanwhile, Agave, who had been graced with honor and hailed as a priest, swung her divine staff wildly, fervently issuing commands.


    "Quick, kill this beast! Don''t let it get away!"


    In no time, farm women with stones, old men with canes, and youths with clumps of dirt joined together to punish the vicious wild lion.


    And some nobles with Divine Blood grabbed the lion''s shoulders and violently tore its limbs apart.


    Soon, the frenzied women and elders tore into revenge with all limbs, each ripping a piece of flesh from his body.


    In the end, atop that bloody mound of earth, only a head remained, with eyes wide open in endless terror, dying without closing them.


    At that moment, dozens of dense hoofbeats echoed from outside the thick forest, the reflection of metal armor bringing a chilling menace.


    The Divine Blood Guard of Thebes had arrived!

 Chapter 252 183: Brother, Youre So Brave

    The next day, news of King Pentheus''s death spread throughout the palace.


    On his way to Glitalon Valley, he had been struck by divine retribution and torn to pieces by several lions in the forest.


    Given that the old King was dead and the deities had issued a warning, the orders to arrest and execute the followers of the Dionysian Sect were temporarily shelved until the funeral was conducted and a new King was enthroned, after which everything would be reconsidered.


    The Thebans, strangely, did not grieve for the death of King Pentheus; instead, they breathed a sigh of relief because of it.


    After all, they themselves or their family members were, more or less, on the path of pursuing joy; if that stubborn King had been left to prosecute indefinitely, the ones to suffer might have been the entire city of Thebes.


    To speak an unspeakable truth, his death was of more value than his life.


    Hence, in the Theban city immersed in feigned solemnity, wine for celebration sold out.


    Very few were willing to offer sincere mourning for the death of the old King Pentheus.


    The only one who cared, it seemed, was Agave, who at that moment knelt before the coffin, weeping.


    As a mother, even if her son was stubborn and cruel, she still harbored a sliver of maternal affection in her heart.


    Besides, her child had died in such a horrific way.


    Agave slightly lifted her head, her slightly swollen eyes looked at the twisted face in the coffin and the body made of dirt below it, and she couldn''t help but be overwhelmed with grief; the tears that had just stopped, now uncontrollably surged again.


    It was as if the candles burning in the palace detected a mother''s sorrow, flickering and dancing violently.


    "Look at how tragically your son died..."


    In a daze, a mournful sigh seemed to echo near Agave''s ear and then traveled down her ear canal and into her mind, stirring continuously in the depths of her memory.


    The screams and wails of her son before his death appeared in her mind, turning into sharp blades that pierced the heart of the mother, leaving behind wounds that bled continuously.


    "Don''t you want to avenge him?"


    The ensuing ethereal inquiry seemed to kindle the rage in Agave''s heart.


    The mother''s eyes were gradually filled with bloodshot veins, brewing a crimson of hatred, as her lips moved mechanically.


    "Yes, revenge!"


    "That''s right, revenge..."


    The blood figure in the darkness curled its lips into a pleased smile.


    However, the next moment, the mother kneeling before the coffin suddenly turned around, with a sturdy staff appearing in her hands, and she lifted its sharp end threateningly at the shadow behind her.


    The unexpected move froze the blood figure''s smile, who retreated instinctively, stumbling in the process.


    "Buzz!"


    Out of nowhere, green grapevines burst through the soil, accompanied by a dull tremor of the ground, already entangling the ankles of the blood figure.


    Damn it!


    The blood figure in the dark changed color, trying to break free, but it was too late.


    "Die, you vile woman!"


    Agave charged forward with a curse of indignation, lifting the god-given staff with both hands and thrusting its tip forcefully into the chest of the blood figure.


    "Pfft!"


    The exceptionally sharp staff pierced through the figure, and the divine power within it began to pulsate.


    The blood figure shattered instantly, turning into a turbulent red light that scattered in all directions, and Agave instinctively closed her eyes.


    However, the anticipated cold and pain did not come.


    The grapevines on the ground grew upwards into a green wall, repelling the impact and protecting the interior.


    "There''s an assassin! Protect her! Protect her!"


    Meanwhile, the members of the Divine Blood Guard in the palace who heard the commotion rushed over and forcefully burst through the door.


    However, at the chaotic scene, they only saw the fading red light at the door and Agave lying unconscious on the ground.


    For some reason, the Dowager Queen, who had been marked with sorrow and pain on her face due to the tragedy of losing her son, now had a relaxed brow and looked content as if she had managed to unravel her knotted emotions and was now submerged in the sweetness of dreamland.


    The tall and burly leader of the Imperial Guard emerged from the soldiers, entered the main hall, and after sweeping a glance at the red remains on the ground, relaxed his furrowed brow, then bent down to pull out the staff staked into the floor and solemnly announced to the soldiers.


    "The gods be praised, the evildoer who misled His Majesty and attacked the Dowager Queen has been executed. Leave some men behind to clean up the mess, everyone else escort the Dowager Queen back to rest!"


    "At once!"


    The soldiers pounded their chests in response and then divided into two groups to carry out their orders.


    The boisterous palace regained its tranquility.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in a dense vineyard outside the city,


    Luo En, sitting in a hut, opened his eyes and spoke thoughtfully.


    "An illusionary body? No wonder..."


    Then, those sharp purple eyes gazed towards Thebes under the cover of night, locking onto a blood-red figure leaping over the city walls. Lazily, he left the hut, stretching his limbs.


    "Cautious enough, but even the craftiest fox can''t outwit a good huntress, General!"


    The next moment, two pieces of Zeus''s Gold clinked crisply on the dinner plate before the hut as a [Goat] reared up and, amidst the swirling ether, transformed into a gust of wind, vanishing into the dense night.


    Almost simultaneously, the blood-colored figure that had just bolted out of Thebes crashed head-on into a golden comet racing as swiftly as lightning.


    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by the roaring clash of two divine powers, the thick blood-light shattered, and the blood-color figure was forcefully stopped, revealing its true form.


    ��It was a red-haired beauty with a graceful and tall figure, wrapped in malevolent blood energy and draped in mourning black gauze. Seemingly teardrops of blood flowed in those crimson eyes, where countless contorted figures were cursing, bellowing, fighting, and wailing...


    "Not bad, little one,"


    The red-haired beauty, gazing at the golden-haired, blue-eyed youth before her, smiled coquettishly, her crimson eyes shimmering with teasing and curiosity.


    "How did you find me?"


    "Pentheus is a fool, but not an idiot."


    "Oh? What''s the difference?"


    "A fool is blindly arrogant, not understanding the fear of the gods; but at least he cherishes his little life, afraid of death. Sadly, I gave him many chances and warnings, yet he continued on his death march without looking back."


    Luo En sighed helplessly and looked up somberly at the red-haired beauty, whose eyes were alight with a thirst for knowledge.


    "Why did the fool who trembled with fear last night become an idiot who doesn''t even care about his own life in just one day? Or perhaps, has someone made him fearless?"


    Truthfully, he felt something was amiss from the moment Pentheus dared to ride with him, leaving the Divine Blood Guard behind to go alone to Mount Cyllene.


    Especially since, after they had left the city, his [Madness] hadn''t fully affected the uninformed young King, making this cousin back down from the challenge.


    Clearly, someone had used another kind of force to intervene in Pentheus''s mind beforehand, leading him down a no-return path.


    Also, it was precisely because he confirmed his cousin was beyond saving that Luo En sentenced him to death without any qualms.


    Moreover, things turned out exactly as he had expected, with the spineless Pentheus not uttering even a few pleas for mercy until death.


    This cousin, too brave for his own good.


    From the evidence before and after, the conclusion was clear.


    ��There truly was a third party with ill intentions within Thebes.


    Hence, Luo En used his memory of Divinity to alter the bloody scene where the followers killed Pentheus, and then reached an agreement with the leader of the Imperial Guard who was present at the scene.


    ��Pentheus died by the lion''s maw because of his stubbornness, unrelated to others.


    ��When the Divine Blood Guard arrived, everything was already settled; they could only join the nobles among the heretics to kill all the malevolent lions, avenging the King in their place,


    This way, the Divine Blood Guard would not have to face interrogation for their negligence, and those nobles who suffered innocently could clear their notorious names, return to Thebes, and, by the way, act as guarantors for the Divine Blood Guard.


    It was a result beneficial to both parties, and the leader of the Imperial Guard had no reason to refuse.


    Besides this, Luo En also revealed to the Great General and the Queen Mother.


    ��The death of Pentheus was because someone manipulated behind the scenes, and he would personally bring out the murderer!


    The revenge-driven Queen Mother and the Great General, who had sensed something was amiss with the King, immediately promised to cooperate fully with a certain Apostle of the God of Wine.


    As expected, the mastermind came to visit the Queen Mother in secret on the second night after Pentheus''s death, intending to bewitch her and continue their game.


    However, Luo En, who was well prepared, had already set up protective barriers in the Queen Mother''s mind.


    Consequently, with his help, Agave personally accomplished "revenge" while bearing the pain of losing her son.


    At least, that''s what she believes now, and there''s no need to shatter the beautiful illusion of a grieving mother.


    Moreover, the task that she has yet to complete could well be undertaken by him, her dutiful great-nephew.


    "Clap, clap, clap, clap!"


    At this moment, upon hearing the man before her lay out his elaborate plans and tactics, the red-haired beauty couldn''t help but burst into applause, her crimson eyes brimming with admiration.


    "You''re a natural conspirator, a genius at manipulating hearts! How about becoming my Lesser Deity? I will bestow upon you eternal glory!"


    Faced with the olive branch extended by the red-haired goddess, Luo En seemed quite tempted, "And you are?"


    The red-haired goddess held her majestic weapons with pride and answered resolutely, "My name is��Eris!"

 Chapter 253 184: Can Play Without Sharpening?

    "Goddess of Discord? I see."


    Luo En suddenly saw the light and gazed intriguingly at the notorious goddess of calamity in front of him.


    The Goddess of Discord, Eris, in the "Iliad," was the sister of the War God Ares, and the daughter of Zeus and Hera, spreading pain and hatred among opposing sides, and she single-handedly orchestrated the [Golden Apple incident] that triggered the Trojan War, pulling countless heroes and the gods into that strife, killing each other.


    The reason she appeared in Thebes and bewitched King Pentheus into courting death, Luo En also roughly understood.


    Simply put, because the city-builder of this city-state was the dragon slayer, Cadmus, and his wife��the Goddess of Harmony, Harmonia.


    As the goddess representing harmony and concord in Greek mythology, Harmonia was a natural nemesis to Eris.


    Now, with Cadmus and his wife Harmonia having abdicated and transformed into dragons due to the curse of the gods, their whereabouts unknown, Thebes without their protection, for Eris, was simply a piece of delicious pastry exuding a wonderful aroma.


    To torment the descendants on her old rival Harmonia''s territory, to stir up conflict in the sanctuary of harmony, for the small-minded Eris, was an irresistible pleasure.


    Unfortunately, the obstinate Pentheus became the first victim of her deception.


    That''s why he vigorously arrested the followers of the Dionysian Sect, sparing not even his own mother and sisters, personally stirring up turmoil in his own land.


    Moreover, counted up, Luo En himself also shared the blood of the Goddess of Harmony, Harmonia.


    In a sense, he and the Goddess of Discord, Eris, were also enemies.


    Having teased out a fair amount of useful information from this exchange, Luo En smiled faintly, feigning modesty as he shook his head and declined.


    "Thank you for your favor, but I regret to say, I already serve someone��Lady Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth."


    "So what?"


    The red-haired goddess of calamity remained unfazed, speaking haughtily.


    "Just agree, and I can make the Father God nod!"


    She could persuade Zeus?


    Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly, his heart chilled, and he immediately overturned his previous guesses.


    If according to the records of the "Iliad," she was merely the sister of the War God Ares, the daughter of Zeus and Hera, she could not possibly have this confidence and power.


    After all, even Zeus himself had to show deference to Hestia.


    For a mere daughter to attempt to go against the Celestial Order and make Zeus offend Hestia for her sake sounded like a fool''s dream.


    At this moment, Luo En''s thoughts were racing, and suddenly he recalled another record from the "Divine Chronicle" and "Works and Days."


    �� Eris, also known as Enyo, was born from the death and bloodshed of Nyx...


    At the same time, a passage Luo En had read in the Temple of Memory also surfaced in his mind.


    "Enyo finds delight in war, even refusing to support either side in the battle between Zeus and the monster Typhon so as to prolong the war indefinitely. Enyo took pleasure in the ongoing death and destruction caused by the war. In the conflict, the Goddess of Discord, Eris (Enyo), escorted Typhon, while the Goddess of Victory, Nike, led Zeus. Amidst the reign of thunderbolts and lightning from the heavens, the just Enyo maintained the balance of power between Zeus and Typhon..."


    Here, both Eris and Enyo''s names appeared, indicating that they were originally the same entity.


    Indeed, this Goddess of Discord did have the authority that made Zeus wary, such that in the [Golden Apple incident], a certain Divine King directly abstained from judging the issue of "who is the fairest goddess," which was no surprise.


    Now, Eris''s identity was on the verge of being revealed.


    Like the Three Fates of [Inevitability], who also originated from Nyx, and Hecate of [Chance], she too was an extension of the will of the Goddess of the Night, and after the battle with Typhon, she sided with Olympus.


    However, compared to the other two, Eris, while esteemed, had inherited even fewer powers.


    Considering that she called Zeus "Father God," it was very likely that after the battle with Typhon, the trouble-making Eris was seriously weakened, then subsumed by Zeus, and underwent rebirth using Hera''s womb.


    And after many versions had been drastically revised, she was now reduced to squabbling with Harmonia, the harmony goddess of the fourth generation of gods, on a day-to-day basis.


    No rush; just play along with her a bit.


    Luo En observed the enigmatic goddess of calamity curiously, posing as if intrigued and cautiously inquired.


    "I have a question, hoping you can enlighten me."


    "Speak."


    "With your status, why do you trouble yourself with Thebes? Without the protection of the dragon slayer and the Goddess of Harmony, they are at best ineffective descendants."


    As Luo En asked the question, he looked down at the city of Thebes with pity.


    In ancient Greek mythology, Thebes was as famous as Athens and Sparta, and even surpassed Troy in culture, history, and qualifications.


    Yet, for some reason, this city-state always seemed to possess a tragic quality; Semele was struck by lightning to death, Oedipus committed "patricide and married his mother," Hercules slaughtered his own family, Antigone buried her brother, among other tragedies that took place within this polis.


    A shadow named "misfortune" perpetually cast its pall over this city-state.


    Moreover, Eris personally appeared and took part in the gruesome war of "The Seven Against Thebes."


    Luo En truly could not fathom what grudge or resentment compelled this mysteriously ranked Goddess of Discord to tirelessly torment the minor city-state of Thebes.

 Chapter 254 184 Can Play Without Reduction?_2

    Eris did not directly answer but instead threw out a question with relish.


    "Lad, do you know what the oldest and most intense human emotion is?"


    "Fear!"


    Luo En blurted out, lowering his head in deep thought.


    At this moment, upon hearing the answer, Eris nodded with satisfaction, a look of approval spreading across her face.


    "That''s right. Fear is not only the most intense of human emotions, but it is also the genesis of the gods!"


    As she spoke, the red-haired goddess mused unhurriedly.


    "The great Heavenly God Uranus despised all of his children.


    He said that these seeds were growing only toward evil,


    and one day, they would pay for it.


    Thus, the Heavenly Father gave his children a mocking name called ''Titans'',


    which means ''The Frightened,'' born carrying the burden of fear..."


    Luo En listened silently as the doubts in his eyes gradually dissipated somewhat.


    The Frightened��Titans born carrying the burden of fear?


    So this was the origin of the Titan gods.


    And following that, Eris pointed to the ground, her scarlet eyes revealing a hint of mockery.


    "Likewise, when the world stabilized and the gods no longer derived enough authority from their devouring, human fear became particularly important.


    The fear of thunder gave birth to the invincible ''thunderbolt'';


    the fear of war sharpened the god of war''s great sword, gold bow and arrows, and the spear of victory;


    the fear of death made even sleep terrifying to life;


    and lastly, the reverence for divine affairs brought prosperity to Olympus..."


    Luo En nodded, lost in thought.


    The principle was simple: the birth of faith stemmed mainly from two sources.


    From growing wildly in [Fear], or fermenting in [Grace].


    Compared to the latter, the former is easier and more convenient to obtain.


    And it brings immediate effects.


    Most of the ancient gods were born from humankind''s fear of nature.


    And the Titan gods born carrying the burden of "Fear" were no exception.


    They needed human fear as the cornerstone to consolidate their divine power.


    For this, they continuously descended disasters, stirred up strife, and warned mortals to maintain awe, continually offering sacrifices to the chief gods above with their humble bodies, in reverence and worship.


    Therefore, ''Discord'' is the norm, aligning with their interests, whereas ''Harmony'' is like poison to them.


    But now that the Goddess of Harmony has transformed into a dragon and left this land, why torment the Thebans time and again?


    At this point, Eris seemed to perceive Luo En''s confusion and spoke lightly.


    "Because this land has produced a [Seed] drastically different from [Fear], which seems capable of shaking the glory of the gods, and I don''t like it."


    A seemingly light statement, upon reaching Luo En''s ears, was like a thunderclap.


    For, the [Seed] Eris referred to might very well be him!


    The sole God Among Men among the Twelve Olympians!


    The only one of all Titan bloodlines who forged a ladder from joy rather than perfecting divine work with fear��a standout!


    It appeared that Eris''s actions might well have been prompted by Zeus himself.


    Luo En suppressed his surging emotions and maintained a calm exterior.


    "Then have you found it?"


    "No, because it has long been uprooted."


    Good...


    Luo En quietly breathed a sigh of relief and feigned confusion as he continued to inquire.


    "Then why do you continue to treat the Thebans so harshly?"


    "The soil that grew the [Seed] must be thoroughly overturned and pests weeded out!"


    Eris gazed down upon Thebes from above, her scarlet eyes showing a touch of cruel excitement.


    "Besides, I like it!"


    At this response, Luo En was momentarily at a loss for words.


    Indeed, the Goddess of Discord wouldn''t be herself if she didn''t stir up trouble and create fear for the gods to increase their worship. It''s not like she''d engage in charity every day, is it?


    "Hey, after all that''s been said, how are you finding things?"


    After a simple exchange, Eris continued to inquire, her proud chest thrust forward, a hint of a seductive smile on her face.


    "If you satisfy me, I can fulfill one of your requests, any one..."


    Seeing that the conversation was getting nowhere, Luo En simply tore off his disguise and shook his head in refusal.


    "Forget it, I''ve been into lighter tastes recently, I prefer vegetarian."


    Facing Luo En''s gaze, Eris unconsciously scanned over her ample chest, quickly catching on to the taunting implication and couldn''t help but fly into a rage, waving her hand dismissively.


    "Unappreciative fool!"


    In an instant, the space surrounding Luo En surged with blood energy.


    Blood seeds scattered nearby at some point drew the surrounding blood energy, condensing into crimson sharp swords that shot towards the target at the center from all directions.


    At the same time, Luo En raised his right hand, grasping forward.


    In an instant, countless light patterns fluctuated in the space before him, Hermes script, linear divine patterns, Titan Holy Words, and primitive letters constructed a dazzling magic circle diagram that focused on the center.


    In a blaze of splendid auroras, the two deities faced each other with angry curses.


    "You really had ill intentions!"


    "Aren''t you the same?"


    Clearly, neither was a good bird; they had both been setting up the battlefield under the guise of "peaceful" conversation.


    Once they turned hostile, they each prepared to strike with thunderous force.


    However, two cunning deities had counted on each other, the advantage nullifying the other.


    For now, they could only stick to the old rules of the Age of Greek Gods and fight it out for real.


    Whoever wins gets to decide.


    Wielding blood-colored twin swords, Eris cut through the pre-set magic arrays, initiating the attack while delivering a moral critique.


    "Pah, shameless wretch!"


    "A mighty Goddess of Discord only knows how to bully mortals and uses underhanded sneak attacks, and you have the nerve to criticize me!"


    Luo En retorted without mercy, instantly manifesting an incarnation as a [warrior], while gripping the massively transformed [Spear of Nation-Building], shattering countless crimson sharp swords and thrusting forward.


    A strong will to destroy and refined combat skills made Eris''s complexion change drastically when she took the hit head-on.


    "What is that thing?"


    "I''ll tell you once you''re lying down!"


    Seeing Eris''s fear of the [Spear of Nation-Building], Luo En felt greatly reassured.


    Status doesn''t represent strength, as shown by Nereus, the senior who was waited on hand and foot.


    Just as Eris relied on Zeus''s wariness of her and didn''t care about Hestia''s opinion,


    he didn''t need to consider Zeus''s views either, and was ready to deal with this troublesome Goddess who stumbled upon his spear.


    At the same time, Eris also realized this deity affiliated with the hearth system, oddly enough, had an off-the-charts combat ability. She immediately became somber, but then her eyes shown with a surprised delight as she stared straight at Luo En''s back and called out loudly.


    "Father God, he''s bullying me!"


    Luo En had a sudden feeling of foreboding and looked back instinctively.


    However, all he saw was a pitch-black night sky.


    Almost at the same time, there came a whistling sound from the front.


    Not good!


    In an instant, Luo En''s thoughts raced, and he immediately turned forward again, his [Spear of Nation-Building] sweeping horizontally with the force of his arm and waist.


    "Clang clang clang clang!"


    In that moment, countless blood-colored sharp swords were shattered one after another, and two crimson longswords followed closely, heavily striking the spearhead.


    Golden and red ether explosions intertwined in the night sky, and two figures were flung back.


    �� Luo En 200 meters, Eris 100 meters.


    But as the Goddess of Discord bowed her head to look at the shallow cut below her rib and the unharmed figure across from her, her smug smile froze.


    �� She was bleeding, the other was not.


    Even a surprise attack only resulted in a stalemate.


    This guy is not easy to deal with!


    Noticing the sinister buildup quickly forming in the other''s eyes, Eris felt her heart lurch, a strong sense of bad omen filling her mind.


    The next second, she didn''t hesitate to trust her instincts, and a pair of pitch-black wings unfurled behind her.


    Then, the two massive wings flapped fiercely, carrying her swiftly away.


    She''s fleeing?


    Luo En watched Eris, who had just stood up to a few strikes and now turned tail to run. After a moment of hesitation, the [warrior] behind him instantly changed into a [Goat], activating the power of Extreme Speed to give chase.


    I''ve dealt with Ares, can''t I handle you too?

 Chapter 255 255: 185 Chapter: Show off Your Affection and Youll Die Fast (Completed 9.5k today)

    Seven days later, in the Primordial Ocean.


    The stars in the sky had vanished, chaotic chunks continuously churning and colliding with each other.


    The mist over the water was impenetrable, and countless oddly shaped deep-sea behemoths were colliding and tearing at each other, engaged in ferocious battles at all times.


    Standing in mid-air, Luo En looked upon this wild world, where heaven and earth were indistinguishably fused, his face lined with chagrin as he inwardly grumbled.


    They sure can run!


    After chasing that woman for seven days and nights, he had passed through half the Peloponnesian Peninsula from Thebes, then crossed the external and internal seas of Okeanos, and finally arrived at the Primordial Ocean where the rules of the world were not yet fully stable, without even catching a glimpse of Eris''s hair!


    Had he not been certain that it was the Goddess of Discord, Eris, ahead of him, Luo En might have thought he was racing against Hermes, the God of Speed.


    However, during the prolonged pursuit, he had noticed an issue with the Goat.


    The creature was adept at running in complex terrain and was quite agile; however, it had limited stamina and was not suitable for long-distance flights.


    This was precisely why he had nearly caught up with Eris several times, only for that woman to flap her wings and slip away right under his nose.


    Those wings of hers, they couldn''t have grown out just from being beaten so often, specially designed for a quick getaway, could they?


    While maliciously grumbling to himself, Luo En scanned his surroundings.


    Before long, a large mass of lead-gray clouds on his right caught his attention.


    Within those clouds, darting thunderbolts hid a familiar tinge of red.


    Got you!


    With a cold snort, Luo En leaped forward, ready to pull Eris out of there and give her a thorough beating.


    However, the closer he got to the lead-gray clouds, the stronger his ominous premonition became.


    Wait a minute, she stirred up trouble and didn''t go to Olympus to seek Zeus''s mediation, she chose to come to the Primordial Ocean instead...


    And also, she had been running quite happily just now, so why all of a sudden...


    Thinking this, the blood inside Luo En cooled in an instant and, without any hesitation, he turned around and darted away.


    Then, a golden Goat, like a shooting star, cut through the chaotic chunks in the sky and vanished in the blink of an eye.


    Immediately, watching this scene from within the lead-gray clouds, Eris''s face flashed with astonishment.


    Has he discovered me?


    This was soon followed by rage.


    You''ve chased me to this state and still want to run? No way!


    "Catch him!"


    Following Eris''s command, the surrounding lead-gray clouds split into three parts, transforming into three tall women shrouded in black veils.


    They had snakes for hair and tears of blood in their eyes, wings on their shoulders, and wielded torches and serpents as whips, emitting hissing growls as they summoned up a crimson blood mist, quickly rolling toward their prey in the distance.


    Sensing the three terrifying presences rapidly closing in from behind, Luo En glanced back with the corner of his eyes, his scalp tingling as he cursed inwardly.


    Damn, The Furies! There was definitely an ambush!


    The so-called Three Furies were:


    The Goddess of Restlessness��Alecto;


    The Goddess of Grudging��Megaera;


    The Goddess of Vengeance��Tisiphone...


    They were collectively known as "Erinyes" or "The Furies," born from the blood of Uranus, the Father of Heaven, spilling into the Primordial Ocean and hence gaining the authority to exact vengeance and retribution.


    The Furies would often ascend to the earth to chase murderers, especially those who killed their kin, tormenting their conscience, driving them to madness and frenzy. In Hades, they were also responsible for punishing those departed souls burdened with sins, making them one of the most feared deities among the Greeks.


    As for why Eris could mingle with those three strange beings and form an alliance, a little thought led Luo En to a general guess.


    Strife creates suspicion and slaughter.


    And these two are breeding grounds for hatred and revenge.


    Therefore, their Divinity and interests were closely linked, making an alliance or cooperation not at all strange.


    If he remembered correctly, in a future event instigated by Eris herself, "Seven Against Thebes," six of the seven heroes died, and the King of Argos, Adrastus, who initiated the event, built a temple for the Furies outside Thebes after holding a funeral for the fallen heroes.


    Ten years later, the next generation of heroes set out to avenge their fathers and attacked Thebes once more, ultimately claiming victory and fulfilling their revenge.


    Clearly, the secret collusion between Eris and the Three Furies had begun quite early on.


    No wonder that woman was rushing to the Primordial Ocean; it turns out there were three formidable companions lying in wait for her here.


    Sensing the three dense and almost tangible presences of Divinity behind him, Luo En felt like there were thorns in his back and urgently activated the Authority of the Goat, striving to widen the gap.


    With Eris alone, he was confident he could manage, with at least a sixty percent chance of victory.


    But the Furies, born from the blood of Uranus, the first-generation Heavenly Father, were on par with the Titan Gods in standing and held the Authority of vengeance, their combat prowess was evident.


    One was enough trouble to deal with, let alone three.


    And with Eris lying in wait, why would he stay rather than flee?


    With the distance closing rapidly, Eris momentarily raised her eyebrows in a smirk as she let out a cold snort.


    "Dare chase me? Just wait until I catch you, bastard, I''ll hang you up and flog you!"


    As she spoke, The Furies simultaneously swung their arms, flinging out their viper whips, and from them sprung forth venomous snakes, each conjured from abstract concepts, shooting out from the lashes.


    Between Eris and The Furies, there was no need to say who was in charge.


    Feeling the dense whooshing sounds closing in from behind, Luo En dared not slacken, immediately summoning the [Warrior], stirring the divine power within him, and spinning his [Spear of Nation-Building] defensively behind him.


    In an instant, hundreds of colorful venomous snakes were shattered, turning into a shower of crimson mist.


    Seeing the sanguine vapor weave through the blockade of the Spear of Nation-Building and converge towards him, Luo En''s heart gave a sudden alarm as he spotted an emerging island amidst the chaotic sea, and without delay, he dispensed with the divine power sustaining "Extreme Speed," plummeting downward.


    At the same time, the three black-veiled Furies chanted in unison, motioning with their hands.


    "I am the Goddess of Vengeance, here I form a binding oath and inscribe a mark, to give death for life, to give punishment for sin!"


    In a moment, the gathering crimson mist transformed into a gigantic scarlet serpent, barreling straight towards the island below.


    "Boom!"


    Instantly, earth and rocks splintered, shaking the ground and mountains.


    The whole island was torn apart and sank into the chaotic deep sea, with two figures, one after the another, flying out from the dense smoke and flames.


    Two figures?


    "Is it you?"


    "It''s you!"


    In mid-air, Luo En and Thetis stared in astonishment at each other, both puzzled and disconcerted.


    Quickly, Thetis was the first to snap out of it, looking down at the fragmented island below, she could not help but accuse bitterly.


    "You left, didn''t you? Why did you come back?"


    Her expression was that of a wronged woman lamenting the faithlessness of her lover.


    "Just passing by..."


    Luo En sheepishly answered, then silently turned to look up at the four figures standing amidst the scarlet mist above, attempting to squeeze out a stiff smile on his face.


    "So, I''m not acquainted with her, do you believe me?"


    Eris, watching this couple apparently showing affection publicly, remembered the humiliation she had faced from previous rejection, clenched her silver teeth, and gestured forward gloomily.


    "Kill them, kill them all!"


    Immediately, upon receiving the order, The Furies, grinning maliciously, raised their viper whips, lashing towards them.


    Gazing at the blood-red light and venomous snakes swirling in from all directions, Thetis, who was confused by the situation, froze in place.


    Just as this Ocean Goddess was about to be overwhelmed by the bloody tide, a roar like thunder by her ear jolted her from her daze.


    "Run!"


    At the same time, a hand from behind grabbed her shoulder and yanked her forcibly into the sea, diving deep.


    As waves dozens of feet high exploded above them, the chill of the sea water washed over her, and Thetis finally realized her predicament. While hastily metamorphosing a fish tail to make her escape, she looked resentfully at the troublemaker beside her.


    "Why is it that every time I meet you, nothing good happens!"


    "I''d like to know too..."


    Luo En also felt helpless inside as he looked at Thetis with bewilderment.


    "Weren''t you near the shores of Cyprus? How did you end up in the Primordial Ocean?"


    Thetis gave a disapproving glance to the unwitting troublemaker beside her, replying bluntly.


    "Of course, to avoid you!"


    After creating havoc with Ares, with Aphrodite, what if this troublemaker exposed himself while framing Adonis, then ran up to her island for help? Wouldn''t she be dragged into death by his actions?


    For this reason, after betraying Adonis, Thetis prudently chose to move overnight, retreating from the waters near Cyprus all the way back to the Primordial Ocean, planning to lie low on a deserted island she had picked.


    Yet, even after leaving the Sea of Okeanos, she still collided with this disaster, getting wrapped up in new troubles.


    It was an ill-fated tie...


    At this moment, Luo En sighed, his face filled with melancholy.


    "The thing is, I never went back to that island, nor had plans to return."


    "..."


    Thetis sensed the implications in his words, falling silent, with the venting she wanted to express stuck in her throat, unable to articulate.


    Obviously, they had both made assumptions, accidentally missing each other, then by another twist of fate, running into one another.


    What more was there to say?


    As they fled for their lives, Luo En and Thetis exchanged a long, mutual, and frustrated sigh.


    Alas, it was an ill-fated tie...

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    Two days later, Occhanos Inland Sea.


    Glistening white dolphins and azure Monoceroses, each enveloping a figure, cleaved through the waves, speeding through the ocean.


    Behind them, the sky was a sheet of crimson, with expansive blood clouds spreading on the wind, in relentless pursuit.


    At the same time, the mingling of blood and seawater infiltrated below, turning into multicolored sea snakes in the crimson water, slithering toward their prey ahead.


    Seeing those "spicy strips," all vividly colored warning signals and aggressive tattoos, Luo En didn''t hesitate to accelerate, using special ocean environments like reefs, islands, and whirlpools to increasingly widen the gap.


    However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a warning from Thetis reached his ears.


    "Be careful ahead!"


    Up front, within the colorful corals, dozens of blood-transmuted sea snakes camouflaged by the coral''s colors lay in ambush, motionless on their inevitable path, waiting for prey to fall into their trap.


    That quickly?


    Luo En was inwardly startled, a trace of doubt flickering in his eyes.


    Hadn''t they just shaken off these divine beings? How did they get ahead on their path and set an ambush?


    There''s a problem!


    Thetis had obviously realized this too.


    "Something''s off, these past two days we''ve managed to shake them off several times, but soon after, they''d catch up again. Neither changing our appearance nor using [Blessing of the Sea] to erase our scent seems to work,"


    Combining this with the sea snakes ignoring detours and disguises, taking shortcuts to block their path, they exchanged a glance and immediately realized a certain possibility.


    "Tracking magic!"


    "Divine mark!"


    They spoke in unison, arriving at roughly the same conclusion.


    "No matter what, we have to find that thing first!"


    Luo En said with a grave voice, while the Great Whale behind him shook its head and tail, pushing the power of the Ocean Authority to the extreme.


    Tens of thousands of tons of seawater surged forward, crushing both the coral thicket and the divine sea snakes ambushing within, clearing a safe path ahead.


    The two of them, having gradually built a rapport amid their flight, immediately moved swiftly through the devastated coral, their divinity pulsing as they meticulously inspected every inch of their skin and flesh.


    Soon, Luo En opened his eyes and shook his head.


    "Nothing...


    "It''s on me."


    In a subdued reply, Thetis bit her lip, a complex expression crossing her face as she pulled down one side of her gown''s strap, revealing a red and black mark on the left side of her back.


    Three entwined serpents formed a circular outline, with a cluster of flames representing vengeance burning in the center.


    Upon seeing the scarlet brand on the Ocean Goddess''s pale skin, Luo En felt a heaviness in his heart.


    The Mark of Vengeance��the Divine Mark of The Furies, a secret art used to hunt those sentenced.


    The catch was, this mark rooted itself in the subject''s sins, and unless one was utterly innocent, it couldn''t be removed at will.


    And considering the moral standards of the Greek gods, well, who didn''t have a skeleton in the closet?


    To put it severely, even a zygote hardly qualified as truly innocent.


    Therefore, without the corresponding means, he really had no way to deal with it.


    "When did this happen?"


    "It must have been that time we first met..."


    Thetis gazed at the ominous crimson mark with frustration.


    "It seems a few droplets of strange blood splashed on my back, I didn''t pay it any mind at the time."


    Luo En brought a hand to his forehead, his face showing helplessness.


    He had truly misled Thetis once again.


    The Ocean Goddess had been hiding on an isolated island in the Primordial Ocean to lay low, sunbathing on the beach at that time.


    Who would have thought disaster would fall from the sky, as Luo En, with blood-red skies in his wake, crashed straight onto the island.


    As a result, not only was Thetis''s new home gone, but because she was unguarded, she was branded and marked by the divinity of The Furies, leaving a disgraceful imprint.


    You have a beef with him, grab him, what''s it got to do with me? I was just sunbathing at my doorstep, and I got dragged into this mess?


    Thetis looked back at The Furies and a certain red-haired Goddess relentlessly pursuing her, her eyes filled with indignation as she glared at a certain culprit.


    "I was making eyes at you, if you didn''t see and blurted out anyway, can you blame me?"


    Luo En was also helpless, upon seeing Thetis for the first time, he wanted to act as if they didn''t know each other, to avoid dragging the unfortunate Ocean Goddess into trouble again.


    But he clearly underestimated Thetis''s grievances.


    Before she could understand the meaning in Luo En''s glance, the Ocean Goddess began voicing her sorrows and cursing the troublemaker.


    Moreover, the script she used was ambiguously that of a wronged woman.


    Now, Eris, freshly snubbed and humiliated, took tons of blowback, becoming furiously convinced they were adulterers and decided to bury them together.


    Unwilling to be the accidental scapegoat once more, Thetis looked toward the menacing red-haired Goddess in the sky behind, asking hesitantly.


    "What if we try to explain?"


    "You can try,"


    Luo En''s eyes held encouragement as he gestured freely, adding quietly,


    "But just a friendly tip, that one behind is Eris, Goddess of Discord, sister of Ares..."


    "..."


    Thetis''s face twitched involuntarily, her eyes growing even more resentful.


    Ares''s sister, the Goddess of disaster in the war and catastrophe domain, what more was there to say?

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    Sensing the meager divine power left within her and looking back at the dense blood-red aura relentlessly closing in, the Ocean Goddess sighed and waved her hand in resignation.


    "Forget it, let''s split up. Without the mark to track us, you should be able to shake them off."


    As an ocean nymph renowned for her wisdom, Thetis''s combat skills and accumulation of divinity were only average at best. She could keep up until now only because she was taking advantage of the ocean''s blessing in the water.


    At the moment, in this chase that had lasted for two days and nights, she was at the end of her tether.


    From a rational standpoint, sticking by this guy''s side serving as a beacon was meaningless. It was better to part ways now.


    Though she herself bore the mark of vengeance, the other side was clearly drawing more hate.


    Whoever managed to escape would do so based on their own skill and the will of the heavens.


    "Run? We aren''t at the end of our rope yet."


    However, just as Thetis made her move, Luo En unceremoniously dragged the Ocean Goddess, who was preparing to depart in a different direction, back to his side.


    He then picked up Thetis, shook off the cluster of venomous snakes behind them, leaped out of the water with great force, traced runes in the air, and shouted.


    "Xanthus, Balius!"


    Instantly, two splendidly colored divine warhorses leaped out from the Magic Array reflected on the sea surface, pulling a bronze chariot to their master''s side.


    Luo En decisively threw Thetis into the chariot and then grabbed the Spear of Nation-Building and fiercely struck the two warhorses'' behinds.


    "Go!"


    The two warhorses neighed in pain and immediately carried Thetis forward, hooves thundering, breaking away from the perilous area first.


    Then, seeing the blood-red light approaching from behind, Luo En also acted, invoking the Extreme Speed of [Goat] and the Sea''s Blessing of [Great Whale], running across the sea surface headlong.


    In a few breaths, he was like a comet, crossing the vast ocean, smoothly traversing the rolling waves, quickly catching up with the bronze chariot pulled by the divine warhorses, leaving Eris and The Furies far behind.


    He sure can run!


    Eris and The Furies, infuriated, cursed inwardly as they jumped up and down.


    From the Primordial Ocean to the inner sea of Occhanos, they had been led on a merry chase. Boasting the ocean''s protection, a warrior''s skills, and storm-like speed... Was this a Lesser Deity from household affairs? A newcomer responsible for brewing and serving wine for Olympus?


    Family, who would believe this if we told them!


    "Charge! He can''t maintain multiple divine powers for long; he won''t get far!"


    Eris flapped her black wings, teeth gritted, as she issued the command.


    After being chased for a distance then led on another, her anger was flaring.


    Today, come hell or high water, she had to catch that pair of fugitives, hang them up, and lash them fiercely to vent her fury.


    The Furies responded with angry gazes, stirring up an even more intense crimson storm, sweeping towards the speeding bronze chariot on the sea surface.


    Watching the relentless redness still biting at their heels, Thetis frowned and looked at Luo En, who appeared calm beside her, and probed.


    "Do you have any other methods?"


    "Of course, I do!"


    Luo En nodded reassuringly, steering the bronze chariot through the vast sea fog, racing toward a group of islands scattered ahead with a not-so-kind friendly smile on his face.


    My dear friends, here I come again.


    Accompanied by a certain evil-doer pulling the reins, the bronze chariot maneuvered through gaps between islands with agile trajectories, and vast clouds of blood-red mist and swarms of writhing snakes engulfed the islands in their path.


    In an instant, the sky was filled with screams and curses.


    "Who? Who did this!"


    Several figures rose into the air one after another, searching for the culprit.


    However, as their gaze fell upon the Goddess of Discord, Eris, fluttering her wings amidst the crimson storm, and The Furies, their complexions paled, and they cursed under their breath before plunging like dumplings into the deep sea to flee.


    Damn it! Which idiot provoked all four of these calamities and even led them from the Primordial Ocean to the nearby seas!


    In the meantime, Thetis looked back at the chaotic sea behind them and the crimson storm that had paused slightly due to the disturbance. She then turned a haunting gaze toward the chief troublemaker who had once again plagued the ocean deities.


    "Your method..."


    "It''s a necessary sacrifice!"


    Luo En patted Thetis''s shoulder, answering her with gravity.


    On his handsome face, a sincere solemnity and weight emerged, as if he were a saint moved by compassion for the world.


    I will thank you for your sacrifices and be with you.


    Of course, in spirit...


    To show that he was not bluffing, Luo En faced the "fellow Daoists" behind him and silently made the sign of the cross in his heart.


    At this moment, seeing the crimson storm break through the barrier and begin to spread rapidly, closing the distance, Thetis immediately spoke up in a deep voice.


    "They''re coming again! Hurry up!"


    Upon hearing the warning from the Ocean Goddess beside him, Luo En felt a huge sense of relief.


    Thank goodness, she is not a true Madonna.


    After all, he had brought the group of sea deities into the water behind him because Thetis could no longer run quickly.


    If the Ocean Goddess had really decided to criticize him morally, hoping to get justice for her fellow compatriots behind him, Luo En would have no choice but to respect her decision and throw her off the chariot.


    However, the advice that followed cleared Luo En''s doubts and refreshed his understanding.


    "South by southeast 45 degrees. There are lots of islands there..."


    My goodness, you''re the real King Yama in disguise.


    Watching as Thetis, without a moment''s hesitation, sold out the unrelated ocean deities and their kin around them, Luo En muttered to himself.


    Indeed, none who got mixed up in the Age of Greek Gods and managed to preserve themselves were true white lotuses or saints.


    Even if they appeared white on the surface, they were black inside, having done plenty of conscience-stricken deeds.


    For instance, in her attempts to drive off Ares who had come knocking, she didn''t hesitate to betray Adonis.


    No wonder the brand of The Furies was successfully imprinted on her.


    Since none of us are good people, I can rest easy.


    Luo En shrugged off his mental burden, turned his head, and quietly reminded his increasingly in-sync comrade.


    "Remember to put on a disguise."


    "Which layer are you referring to?"


    Thetis turned around, her body surrounded by floating runes, transforming the figure within the cocoon of light to resemble a mermaid, then a snake woman, then a bird, and then sea beasts.


    "..." After a moment of silence, Luo En made a gesture of salute, "...My apologies."


    Following suit, he also activated the cognitive distortion of remembered Divinity, the frenzy of the God of Wine''s Divinity, adding several disguises to himself, while using the Authority of the Great Whale to envelop the entire bronze chariot, just in case.


    Quick as lightning, a blur of azure light skillfully swept across several islands.


    The crimson storm followed closely, bringing with it a disastrous blood-red hue that caused the cursed ocean deities and their kin to lament incessantly.


    After several such diversions, the sea deities and their kin used as shields learned better and began to dive and escape before the accursed Great Whale could come for them, to avoid disaster.


    Soon, Luo En realized that there might not be enough shields.


    And worse, Thetis, clutching the increasingly hot and burning mark of the serpent on her back, with cold sweat on her forehead and a pained expression, was a troubling sight.


    Seeing this, Luo En immediately diverted some of his attention and inquired with concern.


    "What''s happening?"


    "Hatred, it seems to activate and strengthen the power of this brand..."


    Thetis, holding back the pain as if bitten by a venomous snake, responded in a low voice, her cherry lips unwittingly bitten and bleeding.


    The Furies were born of hatred. The greater the conflict and chaos, the stronger the divinity they displayed.


    No wonder Eris and The Furies behind him were not afraid of offending the ocean deities and instead fought with even greater vigor.


    Thinking of this, Luo En frowned deeply.


    Can''t keep dragging this out? That''s a problem...


    As Luo En was starting to feel overwhelmed, a dazzling golden light pierced through the crimson clouds ahead, accompanied by a high and authoritative shout.


    "You reckless felons, the seas of Occhanos will not tolerate your tyrannical behavior!"


    Hearing that righteous declaration, Luo En couldn''t help but show a relieved smile on his face.


    After such turmoil, someone at sea has finally stepped in to take charge!


    And when Luo En''s gaze settled on the golden figure wielding a sword and scales, his eyes filled with fervor.


    My, a big fish indeed!


    At the same time, Luo En adopted an indignant expression, turned around, and called out as he followed the golden figure''s steps.


    "You''re right, I stand against evil with heaven as my witness!"

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    Exactly right!


    Upon hearing that enthusiastic agreement, the golden figure in mid-air immediately felt a surge of regret for not having met sooner and turned toward the source of the voice.


    At the same time, Luo En, who had posed in a righteous manner to lend support, was also secretly sizing up the golden figure before him.


    To be fair, she was a rather dazzling goddess.


    ����Her features were full of three-dimensional beauty, exuding a brave aura; her golden hair casually cascaded behind her head like a dense waterfall; her blue and white gown highlighted her proud figure, and the deep, snow-white scars at her chest were provocatively criminal; yet the stars that floated around her brought a sense of mystery and dignity, irresistibly commanding awe and respect.


    Immediately after, Luo En''s gaze swept over the gold-haired goddess''s left hand, which held the scale made of gold and gems, representing "Justice," and the sharp sword in her right, pointing downward, representing "Judgment," as he tentatively inquired.


    "Are you the goddess who presides over justice?"


    "Yes, I am!"


    The gold-haired Goddess of Justice nodded proudly, an aura of integrity and righteousness bursting from her.


    It was indeed her!


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s heart settled, and he promptly began what he was best at��stirring the fire with eloquence.


    "In this atrocity, justice may have been delayed, but it has not been absent! We''ve finally waited for you, please you must stand up for these innocent sufferers of the sea!"


    Meanwhile, a certain shameless individual, while grousing about the injustice to the Ocean God''s kin, was also taking advantage of his own ocean divinity and the presence of the Ocean Goddess Thetis, presenting themselves as one of the victims, standing on the moral high ground, and loudly denouncing the evil deeds.


    "To enhance the authority of strife and vengeance, they dare to act so unbridled, such malice is simply outrageous!"


    Then, Luo En, who had shifted into the role of accuser, flung the blame and righteously pointed at the swiftly approaching crimson storm, declaring.


    "Evil must stop, strife must also fail. The fair and impartial scales will lay across the hearts of all creatures, and the olive branch of peace will spread under the skies. To give back to Occhanos a blue and pristine world, although I''m not powerful enough, I''m willing to fight alongside you!"


    "Good!"


    Hearing those fervent and passionate words, the gold-haired Goddess of Justice couldn''t help but feel surging emotions, gripping the sword of judgment, turning the scale of justice, and solemnly chanting.


    "Light the good, heavy the sin; light the punishment, heavy the evil. Miscreants, this is the moment of judgment, see how I will chastise your atrocities!"


    Under the chant, stars gleamed in the sky, showering down the ancient light of justice, turning into sharp swords of gold piercing into the scarlet blood fog ahead, burning and swirling, forcibly suppressing the divinity of vengeance and discord within.


    Suddenly, the bloody aura thinned, and the Furies grabbed their viper whips, Eris summoned together crimson dual swords, all looking unfavorably towards the interloper in their way, their teeth clenched, ready to speak.


    However, the cunning Luo En did not give them any opportunity to argue, immediately loudly "reminding."


    "Don''t let them start their divine speech! Let''s go at them together!"


    In an instant, the gold-haired Goddess of Justice understood the cue, immediately grabbed the sword of judgment in her other hand, turned into a golden meteor, and charged at the four miscreants ahead.


    Luo En summoned the Spear of Nation-Building and followed close behind.


    Of course, out of habit, he deliberately lagged a few steps, giving the lead to the main C, keeping the Goddess of Justice firmly protected in front of him.


    As for himself, he certainly chose the best viewing angle to earnestly admire the Goddess of Justice slaughtering on all fronts, embodying the stance of justice.


    However, a quarter of an hour later.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    Two figures were sent flying backward with ash and dirt on their faces, crashing into the sea below and causing waves dozens of feet high.


    Looking at the Furies wielding the viper whip and flying towards him, as well as Eris with a body raging with blood and a ferocious smile, the somewhat stretched Luo En quickly grabbed the shoulders of a certain Goddess of Justice, shaking her frantically while vehemently complaining.


    "Lady Themis, you are the Goddess of Justice, the nemesis of evil! One of the twelve Titans! There''s no way you can''t beat them! Come on, rally yourself!"


    "I, I am indeed the Goddess of Justice, but, but my name isn''t Themis..."


    The gold-haired goddess, shaken until she saw stars, answered in a daze.


    Suddenly, Luo En had a sinking feeling, his face stiffened as he tremulously asked.


    "Then what is your name...?"


    The gold-haired, blue-eyed Goddess of Justice, watching the Furies closing in and the watchful Goddess of Discord Eris above, involuntarily swallowed hard, trying to maintain a dignified and just stance.


    "Astraea!"


    Great, instead of meeting Li Kui, he had encountered Li Gui.


    Geez...


    Luo En, looking at the Furies and Eris forming an encirclement, deeply regretted his hasty actions, internally vexed.


    In fact, during the Age of Greek Gods, two Goddesses of Justice had appeared.


    Themis, whom Luo En mentioned, was one of the twelve Titans, ruling over natural laws of the earth, original laws, assemblies, and so forth, serving as the creator and guardian of order.


    Legend has it, Themis played a crucial role in the establishment of Olympus''s rule.


    But because Zeus feared the curse of the Titans, he consumed his first wife��the Goddess of Wisdom Metis��which Themis strongly despised. Hence, she created the laws of marriage, invented the concept of family to restrain Zeus, and then left Olympus, disappearing without a trace.

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    Hence, benefiting from that and becoming a staunch defender of monogamy, Queen Hera called the Goddess of Justice "Lady Themis" to distinguish her from the other goddesses.


    Thus, whether it was limiting the behavior of Divine King Zeus or the respect shown by Queen Hera, both indirectly verified the might of Themis.


    If the one who appeared before Luo En at this moment was indeed that primeval Goddess of Justice Themis, he truly might have hoped to win by lying down.


    Regrettably, the one he encountered was the second option.


    Astraea, the daughter of the star god Astraeus and the Goddess of Dawn Eos, and a new-generation Titan of the same generation as Ares, presiding over justice, stars, and purity, she is also the original figure of the Virgo constellation.


    The records concerning her aren''t plentiful, and the primary focus and description of her appear during the dawn of mankind, the Golden Age.


    Initially, the climate of the earth was warm, and resources were abundant; no housing was needed, nor clothes to wear, and even without tilling the land, harvests would still be had. The earth was a peaceful paradise, where people knew not what conflicts were. However, later on, with the advent of the seasons, incursions by Magic Beasts, and the interference of gods, people had to build houses, make sacrifices, weave clothes, and cultivate the land; the phenomenon of the strong bullying the weak gradually emerged.


    Therefore, Astraea, representing "justice" and "fairness," descended from the stars.


    She believed in humanity and ardently taught the way of justice on earth and initiated the "Silver Age," bringing a period of prosperity.


    Of course, at that time, there were no complete laws, and what she referred to as the path of justice probably entailed using her own power to promote good and eliminate evil and practice righteousness.


    However, after several rounds of annihilation and heavy losses inflicted by the gods, humanity evolved into the "Bronze Age", where lying, violence, and bloodshed among friends, fathers and sons, and brothers began to occur, and the efforts of Astraea alone, a single deity, could not control the wide spread of sin.


    Therefore, with no other choice, wrapped in pure white gossamer around her pure body, she left the Mortal World to return to the stars and the sea.


    Her departure symbolized that a sense of justice born of simple human nature could not solve all the problems faced by humanity, and as a result, the Mortal World no longer had an absolute purity and justice.


    Based on the above description, one can roughly guess the differences between the two Goddesses of Justice.


    �� Themis''s Authority stems from the natural laws of the earth and the primal laws; "the natural order."


    �� Astraea''s Authority arises from the basic logic of human society and the simple sense of right and wrong; "the justice of the human heart."


    The disparity in strength between the two kinds of Authorities is no small matter.


    That''s also why Themis could keep Zeus in check, while Astraea, even if she teamed up with him, could still get defeated and pummeled when facing the combination of Eris and the Furies.


    Moreover, based on a series of observations, Luo En had roughly understood Astraea''s temperament.


    This wasn''t any brain-loving, supremely wise judge, but a person of justice who, upon encountering wrongdoing, dares to draw her sword and come to the aid with heated blood.


    Looking around at the four evil women flicking their little whips and twirling their swords, approaching with ill intent, Luo En regarded Astraea beside him with deep resentment, feeling a desire to weep without tears.


    �� Sister, if you can''t beat the four of them, why shout so loudly?


    �� This mole isn''t just a blemish, it''s a pitfall!


    �� Had I known it would turn out like this, why would I have turned back? I might as well have run away right away.


    Wait, run away?


    Where did Thetis go?


    Luo En looked towards his original position and discovered, to his shock, that the Ocean Goddess was nowhere to be seen; his face immediately darkened.


    We had an agreement to stick together in this, didn''t we?


    You see something wrong and do not even give me a word of warning, just slip away yourself first.


    No loyalty!


    While Luo En was inwardly denouncing Thetis, from beneath the water came a vibration and a familiar shout.


    "Get in quickly!"


    Simultaneously, two majestic warhorses with lustrous coats leaped out from the Magic Array reflecting on the sea''s surface; the missing Ocean Goddess Thetis was holding the reins, trying to control the bronze war chariot.


    Loyalty!


    The Luo En, who was just criticizing inwardly, instantly smiled, grabbed the still-dazed Astraea, and jumped onto his beloved bronze war chariot, seizing the reins and extending the Authority of the "Goat" and the "Great Whale" forward.


    "Xanthus, Balius! Quickly!"


    In an instant, with the addition of the Authority, the muscles of the two immortal horses swelled, their veins bulging as they neighed and reared up, plunging into the water to pull the bronze war chariot. Assisted by the protection of the sea and the Extreme Speed of the Goat, they swiftly escaped through the water route beyond the battlefield.


    "Don''t think you can escape!"


    Seeing the nearly cooked duck, which they had trapped, suddenly grow wings and fly away, the Furies and Eris couldn''t help but rage, each manipulating their Authority and targeting the bronze war chariot.


    In that instant, Sharp Swords condensed from blood qi and venomous snakes born of firelight shot towards them like a meteor shower.


    "Just concentrate on driving, leave the rest to me!"


    At this moment, Astraea, who was a beat too slow to react, stood up, her sword of judgment held high towards the sky, and simultaneously turned the golden scales that had shrunk and hung by the blade of the sword.


    "Wickedness has reached its peak, let the trial begin here! Justice shall not be absent; it is time for judgment, hear the voice of the stars!"


    In an instant, a brilliant beam of starlight shot out from the sword of judgment, soaring into the heavens and illuminating the stars in the firmament.

 Chapter 260 187: No Time to Explain, Get in the Car! (8.5k done today, asking for votes)_3

    Immediately, meteorites formed of concepts, trailing long flames, fell from the sky, crushing the blood sword and the venomous snake on their path, blocking the pursuers behind them.


    Astraea''s original meaning is "daughter of the stars", therefore, in addition to the authority of justice, she also possesses the divine power to manipulate the stars.


    Realizing that the danger behind him had been successfully resolved, Luo En couldn''t help but breathe a little easier.


    Fortunately, he had some integrity left and hadn''t chosen to sell out Astraea and make his own escape first.


    The second-generation Goddess of Justice also voluntarily recognized him as a teammate and very consciously blocked the attacks for him.


    Otherwise, he would now be considering grabbing Thetis and jumping ship.


    "Umm..."


    Just as Luo En was silently rejoicing, Thetis, beside him, let out a pained moan, collapsing to the ground.


    Luo En couldn''t afford to think further and immediately stretched out his hand to wrap around Thetis''s waist, asking with concern,


    "What''s wrong?"


    However, the Ocean Goddess had already passed out from the severe pain and was unable to respond.


    At the same time, the burning hotness of Thetis''s skin, akin to a red-hot iron, and a sticky sensation in the palm of his hand, shocked Luo En, and he instinctively pulled down the strap on the Ocean Goddess''s shoulder.


    ��A hideous gash appeared on that previously smooth back, a chunk of tender flesh had been violently gouged out.


    Hiss��it''s the location of the revenge mark!


    Seeing the situation before him, Luo En felt a surge of pain and immediately understood how Thetis had managed to evade the pursuit of The Furies and spontaneously appeared on the battlefield.


    But this method was clearly a stopgap rather than a cure.


    As the flesh on Thetis''s back writhed and grew, the revenge mark was also regenerating.


    And its size had increased, with three intertwining venomous snakes looking lifelike as if they were living creatures, seeming to bite at the host''s flesh and gnaw at her divinity.


    The central flame of revenge pulsed violently as if scorching the host''s soul.


    At this moment, Astraea, who had just forcefully blocked a new wave of attacks, sensed the commotion behind her and involuntarily glanced at the unconscious Thetis and the pattern on her back, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes.


    "A revenge mark? How could it be this thing? And it looks like it''s been there a while, already on the verge of outbreak."


    Legend has it that sinners branded by The Furies would endure the agony of venomous snakes eating away at their hearts and flames scorching their bodies day and night, gradually becoming delirious and mentally broken under such devastation.


    The one on Thetis had been tormented repeatedly and appeared ready to erupt.


    Hearing this rather expert assessment, Luo En, who was at his wits'' end, saw a glimmer of hope as if he had grasped a lifesaving straw.


    "Do you have a way to deal with this thing?"


    Theoretically, the punishment of "Revenge" requires completing the "Judgement" of "Justice."


    Perhaps...


    However, Astraea shook her head regretfully, shattering Luo En''s fantasy.


    "It''s been too long, I can''t do it."


    But before Luo En could get disheartened, the Goddess of Justice changed her tone, looked up towards a vague expanse of the sea, and added leisurely,


    "However, my teacher might be able to."


    "Teacher?"


    "Oh, it''s the previous Goddess of Justice, Themis."


    "Then why didn''t you say so earlier!"


    Listening to Astraea''s nonchalant answer, Luo En suddenly felt as if things were taking a turn for the better, and he once again felt grateful for his wise decision not to sell out Astraea on the spot.


    "She doesn''t like meeting strangers..."


    Astraea replied helplessly, then glanced at the pained Thetis, bit her silver teeth sternly, and spoke solemnly,


    "No matter, saving a life is what''s important, I''ll take you to see her now!"


    A goddess with a simple sense of justice made up her mind, clenched her fist, and silently swore to herself.


    No matter what, they could not allow fighters against injustice and brutality to shed blood and tears!

 Chapter 261 188: Come on, follow me into the house!

    On the Sea of Okeanos, a prolonged and fierce chase was still underway.


    The pursuers and the pursued, each holding a breath of determination, were unwilling to give up lightly, so they exerted all their strength, vying with each other on these waters.


    In the lead, Luo En drove a bronze chariot, pushing the Divine Speed of the [Goat] and the ocean''s protection of the [Great Whale] to their limits, coupled with the defensive cooperation of the Goddess of Justice, Astraea, he gradually widened the distance from the relentlessly chasing four vile women of Greece.


    Yet even so, his brow was furrowed, his expression far from optimistic.


    Because the combined use of the [Goat] and the [Great Whale] couldn''t last for long.


    On one hand, this was a significant burden for him.


    On the other hand, pouring these two Authorities into the bodies of the two steeds also caused them tremendous strain.


    Were it not for their Immortality and exceptional adaptability, they would probably have exploded and died from the clash of Authority and Divine Power.


    But even so, these two resilient divine horses, after continuous exertion, were sweating profusely, a rich scent of blood mixed in, evidently near their limits.


    "How much farther?" Luo En asked.


    "Just ahead!" Astraea replied without hesitation.


    At the same time, she raised her hand to point towards the faint outline of a small island visible ahead on the left side of the sea.


    Seeing that he was about to reach the finish line, Luo En couldn''t help but let out a sigh of relief.


    However, before he could catch his breath, the two divine horses charging ahead let out a mournful cry, blood mist burst from their bodies, and they instantly collapsed, dragging the whole chariot down with them.


    "Jump!"


    Luo En grabbed Thetis, who was still unconscious beside him, and decisively leaped from the chariot, not forgetting to shout a warning to his new teammate behind him.


    As a sister to the God of the Stars and the four Anemoi, Astraea was not slow to react or move; she soared into the air with the starlight wings on her back, while casting sword light to hinder the pursuers, protecting the two "righteous ones" in her eyes as she fought and retreated.


    But due to this delay, The Furies and Eris inevitably caught up.


    Seeing the dire situation, Astraea immediately flapped her wings, drew her sword in mid-air, and presented a formidable and righteous stance.


    "You go ahead, I''ll cover the rear!"


    Her figure was akin to the tragic heroes from classical paintings.


    "Snap!"


    However, this righteous person hadn''t gone two steps before a fierce knock on the head from behind made a sharp sound on her skull.


    "What cover? There''s a barrier on the island, we need to open it first!"


    "Oh, I forgot, right away!"


    Astraea suddenly realised her oversights, smacked her forehead, sped past the two figures in front of her, and charged towards the island in the lead.


    Luo En looked at the golden-haired goddess who was leading the way, then back at himself holding Thetis and exposed to the gaze of the four sinister women behind him, his face falling into lines of frustration.


    Forget it, what''s the use in getting angry with a hot-headed fool.


    Luo En took a deep breath, barely suppressing the resentment in his heart, and then tossed Thetis he was holding.


    "Catch!"


    At the same time, he traced several Hermes Scripts in the air with the tips of his fingers, then plunged his hand into the formed purplish-red Magic Circle Diagram, inch by inch pulling out the [Spear of Nation-Building], with the blood-soaked [Warrior] and the unstoppable [Wild Boar] manifesting behind him.


    "To overcome ten with one, a hundred with ten, strike a thousand with a hundred, and annihilate tens of thousands with a thousand! I am the strongest, grasping the hand of every victor, destined to defeat all formidable foes and adversaries!"


    With the solemn divine words, the Authority of the [Warrior] and the [Wild Boar] surged into the [Spear of Nation-Building], a thick intent to kill washed forward, transforming into a red and black stream of annihilation.


    Feeling the destructive force contained within, The Furies and Eris who had caught up dared not meet it head-on, each gathering vast amounts of blood qi to form layers of crimson barriers.


    Upon collision, the densely concentrated ether in the space twisted and collapsed, then exploded with a thunderous boom, creating a massive mushroom cloud.


    This time, Luo En did not back down, and the opposing side was pushed back more than a hundred meters.


    But immediately after, he could no longer contain the tumultuous energy within his body, a sweet metallic taste rose up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of gold and red stained blood, his complexion slightly paling.


    It can''t be helped, facing four opponents was still too much for him, and not one of them was an easy adversary.


    "Alright, it''s open!"


    At that moment, a jubilant shout came from behind like music to his ears.


    Well done, Astraea!


    Seeing that the goal of delaying had been achieved, Luo En immediately retreated, following the golden-haired goddess, and dove into the slowly opening curtain of starlight.


    "Damn it, don''t think you can run away!"


    Eris, having chased the whole way and failing even to pluck a single hair, was furious, her mind heated as she flapped her black wings, charging towards the curtain.


    Luo En, seemingly at his limit at the rear, stumbled just in front of the open gateway of the starlight curtain, exposing a wide opening.


    Seeing such a perfect opportunity, Eris'' eyes lit up, and she accelerated towards Luo En, reaching for the nape of his neck.


    After all that effort, coming away empty-handed was not an option; how embarrassing would that be upon return?


    However, the moment they were about to make contact, Luo En, who had been stumbling forward, suddenly twisted around, grinned back at her, and grabbed Eris'' wrist, dragging the unsuspecting Goddess of Discord into the curtain of starlight with him.

 Chapter 262 188: Come, Follow Me Inside!_2

    I''ve been had, I''m in trouble!


    Eris realized something was wrong and instinctively tried to break free.


    However, it was already too late.


    Luo En immediately leveraged his exquisite close-quarters combat skills from "Infinite Martial Refinement" to pin Eris down, restraining her arms and, using the momentum, straddled her waist to immobilize her torso and lower limbs.


    "Quick, close the door!"


    Accompanied by an explosive shout ringing in her ears, Astraea, who was in front of the starlight curtain, snapped out of her trance. She quickly withdrew her curious gaze, turned the gold scales on either side of the hilt of her sword, and commanded the curtain of starlight to close.


    The Furies, upon seeing their ally unfortunately captured, immediately let out a hoarse, low growl. They flicked their viper whips and called upon a blood mist to crash against the curtain of starlight, hastily coming to the rescue.


    As the encroaching crimson fell upon the starlight curtain, the sound of corrosion sizzled through the air, and the island''s outer barrier of starlight was rapidly dissolving.


    At that moment, beneath the dazzling canopy of stars, a serene and solemn whisper was heard.


    "Order, shall be restored here..."


    In an instant, with the rhythm of the divine words, streams of starlight fell, like judgment swords from the heavens, sweeping away the thick blood-red haze outside the island.


    On the island, a goddess with golden hair draped over her shoulders and a white veil on her head walked barefoot down a stone path hidden among layers of forest, approaching the starlight curtain.


    Dressed in a blue, contours-revealing, semi-transparent fabric that allowed her skin to be seen, adorned with several exquisite gold ornaments set with rubies, she possessed a voluptuous figure and breathtaking beauty, holding in her hand the Sword of the Scales that symbolized justice and law.


    Unlike Astraea, this stunningly beautiful and tranquil figure had her eyes covered by a black band, but she moved with grace and fluidity, seemingly unimpeded by the darkness before her.


    Clearly, she was not truly blind.


    The Scales symbolize absolute fairness and justice, measuring all the injustices in the world. The Sword of Judgment symbolizes the slaying of all evil, promoting good over evil. The scales above and blade below indicate although she advocates for justice, she does not encourage unnecessary killing. It also hints that no one should murder others under the pretense of justice.


    Lastly, being blinded signifies her impartiality, not giving in to nepotism, treating everyone before her equally, regardless of who they are.


    At this moment, Luo En finally remembered what was different about the Goddess of Justice''s attire compared to the original when he first met Astraea.


    ��Right, the missing "blindfold".


    Then, the golden-haired, blindfolded goddess slightly raised her head, looking towards the Furies outside the curtain, and spoke softly, her voice like a chill, harsh spring.


    "Blood of Uranus, you have, crossed the boundary..."


    Upon seeing the figure below, the previously arrogant Furies involuntarily swallowed, a deep apprehension flashing in their eyes. Then, with a hoarse voice, they spoke.


    "Hand over Lady Eris, and we will leave."


    Themis did not reply but turned to look at Luo En and Astraea with an all-business demeanor.


    "This matter ends here, what do you two think?"


    "Of course!"


    Luo En immediately grabbed Astraea, who was about to step forward to protest, and with a slight smile, released the restrained Eris.


    Themis nodded slightly and, without waiting for Eris to speak, turned the hilt of her sword, opened the curtain of starlight, and used her divine power to toss the Goddess of Discord out of the island, speaking firmly.


    "The four of you, this is my abode, and it is not convenient to entertain outsiders, please leave."


    "They are not...uh-uh..."


    Eris, feeling indignant, tried to retort, but was quickly muzzled and dragged away by the Furies who rushed over.


    Although Eris was a beloved daughter of Divine King Zeus and one whom they served.


    But the one on the island is even trickier to deal with.


    If they won''t take a step down after being offered a way out, what they''ll face is probably not those three youngsters, but this ancient Titan deity.


    Remembering the starlight sword rain that had dissolved most of their vigor, The Furies felt a chill in their hearts and hurriedly carried the struggling little princess Eris, quickly fleeing beyond everyone''s perceptual range.


    Watching as the four figures gradually moved away from the island and disappeared, Themis turned around and looked at her disciple, a trace of invisible reproach and severity in her eyes hidden behind the black veil.


    Astraea shrank like a mouse seeing a cat and hid behind Luo En to avoid her teacher Themis''s gaze, which felt like thorns on her back.


    Sigh, how many times have I told you, and yet you still act like this.


    Haven''t you suffered enough from this kind of behavior in the past?


    Facing this disciple with her stubborn nature, the Goddess of Justice could only sigh in resignation. Her gaze then fell on Thetis beside her, and after a brief evaluation, she understood.


    "The mark of vengeance? Quickly bring her in."


    "Yes! I knew you wouldn''t stand by and watch her die!"


    Hearing her mentor take the initiative to speak, Astraea immediately beamed with flattery, promptly reaching out to help Thetis enter the hall.


    However, just as Astraea lifted her arm, it was struck by a sheathed long sword falling down with a solid thud.


    "You stay outside and guard."


    Facing this punishment, Astraea could only respond grudgingly and obediently stand guard outside, while sending Luo En an "I can''t help you" look.


    Luo En nodded solemnly and then bent down to help the unconscious Thetis, following the footsteps of the Goddess of Justice into the hall.


    "Back already? The ice hasn''t melted, would you like another cup?"


    Upon entering the door, a languid voice with an inexplicably familiar tone came from the inner hall.


    Is there someone else here?


    Luo En instinctively looked up, following the voice, and saw a figure with purple hair cascading over her shoulders, swirling a glass of wine as she sat on one side of the hall''s table, toying with several oak-carved chess pieces in her other hand.


    Feeling the gaze upon her, the purple-haired Goddess elegantly turned her head, looking towards Luo En with a smile full of meaning as he entered.


    "We meet again, my dear great-granddisciple."


    "What a coincidence, Great-Grandmaster..."


    Luo En replied with a forced smile, his eyes flickering warily towards Hecate who appeared before him, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.


    How did this woman escape from the Netherworld?


    And what''s more, she''s mixing with Themis?


    At the same time, the eyes veiled behind the black fabric of the Goddess of Justice swept over the two with the subtly tense atmosphere, her brow furrowing as well.


    Do they know each other?


    As the three deities sized each other up, their thoughts intermingling, Thetis in Luo En''s arms let out a pained whimper, breaking the eerie silence.


    "Come, follow me inside!"


    Themis''s expression became stern, setting aside her doubts and leading Luo En with the patient in his arms towards the back of the house.


    Watching the three figures pass by her, Hecate lifted a piece of ice and dropped it into her empty glass, filling it once more with wine, leisurely sipping and curling her lips in pleasure.


    What she thought would be a dull journey turned out to bring an unexpected reward.

 Chapter 263 189 The Fall of Themis (8k completed today)

    Several days later, atop a lonely island.


    Stars scattered across the sky, the night as tranquil as water, Themis leaned back in her chair, perusing through the dozen or so parchment scrolls titled "Aesop''s Fables Collection."


    The stories within were concise and powerful, with apt metaphors and vivid imagery, and the language was both witty and humorous. Reading them carefully, each contained hidden wisdom, offering insights to people of varying ages and creatures in different states of mind.


    Soon, Themis finished the first dozen fables, her attention then captured by an intriguing story among them.


    The gist of it was that a father, for the sake of a sacrifice, killed his daughter, the mother harbored resentment, colluding with her lover to kill the father, and the son, in the name of revenge, killed his mother.


    And the verdict of arbitration was that the son should be released as innocent.


    This kind of just revenge should be forgiven.


    "Is such a judgment not too absurd?"


    After contemplating for a moment, Themis lifted her head, looked toward the figure beside her, and shook her head with a frown.


    Luo En, the author, considerately poured a glass of ice-cold honey water for the Goddess of Justice and explained with a smile.


    "In the son''s eyes, the mother is merely the killer of his father, an enemy. Setting aside the concept of mother, isn''t avenging his father a righteous act?"


    Themis briefly pondered and solemnly retorted.


    "If the son is innocent, then what fault does the mother have, who avenges her daughter? There''s no need to whitewash her act of kin-slaying. If their sins offset one another, he is merely the killer of an innocent woman."


    Luo En paused to think for a moment and countered using the content of the story.


    "According to the judge, the father is the true sower, the mother merely a vessel of conception, the father is more important than the mother. The righteousness of the son avenging his father is nobler than the mother venting personal spite, and should indeed be forgiven."


    The Goddess of Justice traced her fingertips across the parchment scroll, her expression calm and solemn.


    "In nurturing children, the father provides the seed, the mother the warm chamber; the offspring carry the bloodseed nurtured by both. And the maternal instinct to propagate and protect the offspring is the foundation of the world''s birth. Isn''t the mother''s act of seeking justice for her daughter, therefore, even more noble?"


    Immediately afterward, Themis seemed to think of something and the corners of her lips lightly turned up.


    "Besides, if judging from the equity of parental status... a child can be without a father, but not without a mother. Even Uranus, the Father of Heaven, was propagated by Mother Earth Gaea. Doesn''t this imply��that the mother, created the father? And isn''t the mother avenging her daughter all the more rightful?"


    After hearing this line of reasoning, Luo En could not help but acquiesce, his eyes flashing with a subtle expression.


    In fact, this anecdote was derived from Ancient Greece by playwright Aeschylus, who adapted it into a drama based on a mythological tale, "Orestes."


    In the famous future Trojan War, the commander of the Ancient Greek forces, King Agamemnon, encountered storms at sea; to appease the God of the Sea who had brought the tempests, this father sacrificed his daughter Iphigenia to Poseidon (originally Artemis, but of course, the God of the Sea was chosen to take the blame).


    Agamemnon''s wife Clytemnestra, seeking revenge for her daughter, committed adultery and murdered Agamemnon upon his triumphant return home after ten years. Her lover took control of the power.


    Agamemnon''s young son Orestes was only twelve years old at the time and fled abroad, swearing to avenge his father when he grew up. Years later, Orestes indeed returned home and, together with his sister Electra, killed his own mother and her lover.


    Having avenged his father but now mired in the grave sin of matricide, Orestes went mad, incessantly haunted by The Furies, finding no peace, and had to flee everywhere.


    It was Apollo who eventually guided him to Athens to seek the fair judgment of Goddess Athena.


    Defending Orestes, the Sun God claimed that the father was the true sower, and a person could have just a father without a mother, just as Athena was born from the head of Zeus.


    Ultimately, Athena, forced to take sides, cast the deciding vote; Orestes, the matricide, was proclaimed innocent and returned to Mycenae to ascend the throne.


    If the Goddess of Justice had been involved and had thrown Gaea''s argument that she asexually created Uranus, the Heavenly Father, in Apollo''s face, surely the expression on the Sun God would have been quite a spectacle.


    After all, the original Heavenly Father was created by the mother; should not the mother''s act of revenging her daughter by killing the pitiless father be even more commendable?


    Don''t forget, that Heavenly Father was castrated by his son Kronos at the behest of Gaea.


    If Apollo dares to claim again that the father''s status is higher than the mother''s and that avenging the father is more justifiable, he would be slapping the face of that old grandmother of Greece.


    Of course, this theory Luo En can also apply for his own purposes.


    After all, between him and Zeus, there exists the blood feud of matricide.


    Since the Goddess Themis, upholding "justice," views the mother''s status as higher than the father''s, wouldn''t it also be right to avenge his mother and kill that old thing of Olympus?


    Thinking this through, Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly, his question loaded with ill intent.


    "So in your view, should the son who killed the mother for his father be sentenced to death?"


    Themis still shook her head, pondered for a moment, and responded.


    "If I were to judge, I would choose exile, not the death penalty."


    "Oh? Why is that? This is the grave crime of matricide."

 Chapter 264 189 The Fall of Themis (8k completed daily)_2

    Surprise flickered in Luo En''s eyes as he curiously inquired the reason.


    Gently stroking the parchment scrolls with her white, scallion-like fingers, Themis emanated a serene aura as she pursed her lips, lost in thought.


    "A mother seeking revenge for her daughter is understandable. However, she pushed her own lover onto the throne, and the prince, who was only twelve at the time, naturally became a thorn in the side of the rebels. The reason for taking revenge for his father, indeed, doesn''t hold up."


    "But when one''s own life is threatened and one must act in self-preservation, extreme measures taken should be met with forgiveness and understanding by justice."


    The Goddess of Justice paused, her eyebrows drawing together slightly, her tone becoming gentle and calm.


    "However, when the prince, threatened in his youth, managed to escape safely and only sought revenge as an adult, killing both his mother and her lover,


    this goes beyond the timeliness and limits of self-defense. Although he deserves sympathy on an emotional level, legally he cannot be completely exonerated."


    "But before he faced trial, he had been cursed and haunted by the Goddess of Vengeance for years, and had been mad for a long time. Therefore, the sentence should be mitigated."


    Considering these multiple factors, stripping him of the right to the throne, the most valuable thing aside from his life, and exiling him forever is the most appropriate punishment I can think of."


    As the trial ended, Themis felt a deep satisfaction within her,


    yet the deep gaze from across made the Goddess of Justice start and she involuntarily took a few more glances at the parchment in her hand.


    "What is it? Have I judged wrongly?"


    Luo En snapped out of it, his head shaking like a tambourine as he exclaimed in admiration.


    "No, no! Yes! Absolutely right! Your understanding and intuition of the law are beyond my imagination!"


    The praise was sincere, without a hint of flattery.


    Because, in the Age of Greek Gods, the Goddess of Justice, relying solely on her own feelings and experience, had introduced concepts such as "legitimate defense" and "excessive defense" into cases, and her judgments were logically consistent, with punishments that gained wholehearted approval.


    Even in a future legal society with more comprehensive judiciary systems, few could achieve this level of justice.


    And then, considering the murder of a mother as something akin to excessive self-defense, coupled with a history of mental illness��a formidable combination.


    The Mycenaean prince would at most be stripped of his political rights for life, in addition to life imprisonment; he might even be eligible for medical bail, stay in a mental hospital, live in a private room, cut off from the world.


    Isn''t that equivalent to exile and loss of inheritance rights?


    To see a judgment resembling a modern courtroom in the savage era of gods was something astonishing.


    What more could be said?


    Even though the outcome didn''t completely match his own malicious intent, Luo En had already started to silently applaud ''66666'' for Themis in his heart.


    By the way, he couldn''t help but deeply despise Astraea, the other Goddess of Justice who was waiting outside the door.


    Astraea, too, had seen the same case but came up with a different punishment��the prince could be released, but first, Poseidon must be beaten up.


    Because he was the true instigator of the troubles.


    Well, that was indeed in keeping with Astraea''s usual approach.


    What could Luo En say? He could only choose to silently respect her decision and wish her well.


    "Public law one, the law is a divine gift from the gods, universal and applicable, and no special laws should be made for the benefit of any individual."


    "Public law two, no sentient being shall be executed by private means without trial."


    "Public law three, under the witness of Mother Gaea, men and women establish a legal relationship through marriage. Both parties must not harm each other without cause, should respect and support each other, sharing honor and adversity, property and hardship, responsibility and obligation, as something common to both..."


    The content on the last page of the parchment stopped abruptly, and Themis felt a clawing anxiety as she abruptly lifted her head, her mouth opening in urgent inquiry.


    "What happens next?"


    "That''s it..."


    Luo En spread his hands, earnestly responding.


    Themis, feeling agitated, stared intently at the young deity before her.


    "Why didn''t you write it out?"


    "Uh, this is a collection of fables, the last one accidentally slipped in..."


    Luo En blinked innocently.


    Themis realized her own lapse and, with a held breath, dejectedly put down the scroll in her hand and sighed helplessly.


    "A mere few fables, nothing but idle entertainment after a meal; even if there were hundreds or thousands of them, in my eyes, they would not be as valuable as these last few words..."


    Luo En nodded, giving an honest answer.


    "Yes, I think so too. The deeper and more persistent my thoughts on these two things, the more wonder and awe they invoke in my heart day by day; they are the starry sky above my head and the moral laws within my heart."


    Hearing this, Themis looked at the young deity beside her with surprise, her face showing deep admiration.


    "In the Age of Greek Gods, where pursuit of power is paramount, it is indeed rare for someone to hold such reverence for law..."


    "Of course, he is none other than the scribe of Crete Island, the principal disciple of King Minos, the foremost Judge of the Netherworld. His legal expertise is so highly esteemed that even King Minos himself sings his praises."


    Accompanied by a languid voice, Hecate walked in from the inner hall, her smile tinged with subtle nuances.


    Thetis, who had just gotten out of bed and started walking, followed behind her, carrying honey water and pastries, ready to publicly express her gratitude to Themis.


    Seeing the increasingly healthy complexion of the Ocean Goddess, Luo En felt his heart sink.


    There isn''t much time left here; I must act quickly!


    "You flatter me, it''s all thanks to King Minos''s good teachings." Luo En first responded to Hecate with a smile for her lavish praise, then turned to Themis with a look of regret and difficulty, "Actually, in order to repay that great person for his kindness, I had hoped to complete a written codex, so that in these chaotic times, there would be laws to follow and justice could prevail..."


    "A written codex?"


    At these words, an idea sparked in Themis''s mind, as if she had grasped something crucial, and she stared intently at the young deity.


    Under the gaze of the Goddess of Justice, Luo En smiled sheepishly, casually explaining.


    "Yes, previously the city-states did not have written laws, only traditional customs. Nobles with Divine Blood have used their power to interpret laws at will, twisting them unfairly. Therefore, I want to base it on experience and write down some practical laws on stone walls or bronze plates to declare to the people. This way, any judgement will have evidence to follow, and it will not wholly depend on the personal likes and dislikes of judges or nobles, resulting in countless unjust cases. This would also effectively prevent corrupt practices."


    "What a good idea!"


    Themis once again admired the young deity''s brilliant ideas, her words full of praise.


    However, Luo En immediately showed again a troubled expression.


    "Only, my own experience and capabilities are lacking, and I have seen too few cases; to complete such a codex by myself is indeed beyond what I am capable of..."


    Then, he paused, picked up the last scroll, pointed to the third line, and said with embarrassment.


    "To be honest, this content about marriage laws is based on your wisdom..."


    Themis fell silent for a moment, looking at the young deity before her with a scrutinous gaze, her attitude growing colder.


    "So, you want my help?"


    Sure enough, the primordial Goddess of Justice was sharp and not as easily deceived as her disciple.


    But, just like with the Temple of Memory, he was still using an open strategy, unafraid that the other party wouldn''t take the bait.


    In the face of Themis''s scrutiny, Luo En nodded earnestly.


    "To be honest, although Crete Island has fallen, the civilization of Minosians has not been extinguished; a part of them has relocated to Athens and there established the Academy of Athens. These remnants have always hoped to pass down the rule of law of Minos, but sadly, the legal aspects are too fragmented. I want to help, but I am powerless to do so.


    Therefore, I have recently been traveling around the Greek city-states, hoping to find like-minded partners to create a universally meaningful codex to practice justice.


    If you could participate, I believe this codex could truly bring more fairness and justice to the world!"


    However, Themis shook her head, her expression becoming somber.


    "What''s the use of drafting it? A law without binding force cannot be truly practiced; in the end, it is nothing but empty words."


    Having said this, the Goddess of Justice put down the scroll, got up disheartened and wordlessly walked into the house.


    Watching her lonely figure, and the scroll with three lines of law that had been singled out on the table, Luo En''s eyes flickered thoughtfully.


    Disappointed though he was, it was good as long as he hadn''t given up hope.

 Chapter 265 190 Hecate: Rebellious Disciple, You Finally Made a Move Against Me! (4.1k)

    Since Luo En proposed the idea of jointly compiling a written law, Themis had been somewhat dazed for several days, even forgetting her original intention to close her doors and bid farewell to her guests.


    During his stay on the island, Luo En tactfully refrained from bringing up the past, simply using chess as a pretext to invite the Goddess of Justice, who was preoccupied with heavy thoughts, to play a couple of games each day for leisure.


    Of course, playing chess was just a means.


    His real intent was to use the opportunity of being alone with Themis every day to, in the guise of a seeker of knowledge, ask the Goddess of Justice some questions related to jurisprudence. Incidentally, he would present some complex legal cases for joint discussion and contemplation, thereby leading to the concept of natural law in the future of Greece.


    For instance, from Solon''s reform idea of "drafting laws with no distinctions between noble and humble, treating all equally and justly, and ensuring everyone gets what they deserve," he brought up "legal codification" and "judicial equality";


    From Plato''s "Philosopher King" and his concept of "wise man governance," he turned to a discussion on the merits and drawbacks of "training professional legal talent" and "nationwide emotional plebiscite";


    From Aristotle''s opinion that "rule of law" is superior to "rule of man," he interpreted where the specific superiority of the rule of law lies...


    In order to successfully pique Themis''s interest, Luo En had put in a lot of effort, mining nearly all of his knowledge about the legal aspects of Ancient Greece.


    This tailoring to her preferences had an immediate effect.


    Almost without waiting for Luo En to take the initiative, the Goddess of Justice would sit down in front of the chessboard, waiting for the leisure of "playing a couple of games."


    Seeing that Themis had indeed become interested, Luo En struck while the iron was hot. In their daily casual chess conversations, he cited various complex cases and, in collaboration with the Goddess of Justice, conducted judicial simulations, using case law to derive statutes and sentencing.


    Generally, the scene was of Luo En throwing out half the hypotheses and questions, with Themis completing the other half and filling in the gaps.


    However, considering the factual elements, the nascent legal provisions he selected naturally were not too avant-garde.


    The "Draconian Code" of Athens, the "Twelve Tables" of Ancient Rome, the "Code of Hammurabi" of Ancient Babylon... all these early historical codifications became topics for discussion guided by Luo En.


    As a result, Astraea, Thetis, and Hecate, the three goddesses, often saw Luo En and Themis playing chess in a desultory manner while taking turns as prosecutor and defendant, engaging in intense legal debates with a war of words.


    Themis had the upper hand in talent and acuteness, but Luo En also possessed knowledge beyond his time,


    And he was by no means a novice in ancient law, having experience as a clerk on Crete Island and having dealt with many complex cases during the bedridden period of King Minos.


    Thus, their exchanges were back and forth, filled with brilliance.


    And every day after the routine "playing a couple of games," dozens of sheepskin scrolls filled with writing would appear at Themis''s table.


    Without thinking twice, Luo En knew these were most likely the trial reviews and legal thoughts that the Goddess of Justice had secretly left behind.


    As days went by, the two of them came with eagerness and left fulfilled, leading rather rewarding lives.


    On the other hand, the other three goddesses felt somewhat superfluous, only able to huddle together for warmth, frequently gathering to chat, inadvertently fostering a good relationship.


    ~~


    On the chessboard, as the black king piece was toppled, the game concluded.


    Themis, holding the black king piece and looking at the clearly defined chessboard, couldn''t help but express her thoughts.


    "If all matters in the world were as simple and clear-cut as playing chess, with paths to follow and rules to abide by, perhaps there would be fewer disputes."


    "The prerequisite is to find someone who can set rules for the world."


    Luo En lifted the fallen queen piece, looking meaningfully at his opponent.


    The Goddess of Justice fell silent for a long while before slowly speaking.


    "Even if rules are established, what if someone refuses to abide by them?"


    Luo En responded without hesitation, "Then find a way to eliminate the disturbances and achieve fairness as much as possible."


    Themis looked seriously at the young deity before her and asked softly, "What if the disturbance comes from the gods themselves?"


    "What belongs to the gods stays with the gods, and what belongs to humans stays with humans," Luo En replied again, promptly and with apparent deference in his explanation, "Since it is a law made for humans, it should apply to the human populace. How could the gods, who are exalted above, be bound by the rules of the mortal world? Better to enjoy the sacrifices and honors, and let this order belong to the earth."


    Upon hearing this, Themis slightly raised her eyebrows.


    For some reason, she always felt that the young fellow before her had more to his words than met the eye, as if he were harboring some inscrutable scheme.


    However, before the Goddess of Justice could ponder seriously, Luo En opposite her had already risen with a smile, bowing deeply.


    "Your Highness Themis, the discussions I''ve had with you in recent days have been highly enriching. I am honored to have had such a good teacher to guide me in learning the law. But all gatherings must come to an end, and now that my companion has healed, I must not impose any further and should officially take my leave of you."


    "You''re leaving?"


    Upon hearing this, Themis rose abruptly, her face involuntarily tensing, a sense of loss burgeoning in her heart.


    "Yes!"


    Luo En nodded earnestly, answering truthfully.


    "As you said, a law that cannot truly be practiced will ultimately be but a mere scrap of paper in the end. Thus, I plan to return to Athens to suggest to King Aegeus and the Goddess of Wisdom Athena the establishment of a court on War God Mountain to try judicial arbitration. Meanwhile, I intend to organize manpower to advance the codification of written law."

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    War God Mountain had since the mythological era due to the trial against Ares, and it had the rudimentary form of a court. Following the era of the deities, it had openly taken on the function of guarding the laws of the Athenian city-state, governing most of the city-state''s most significant affairs and directly judging and punishing all who disturbed public order.


    With these foundations, using this place as a trial field was the most appropriate.


    "Is that so? Not a bad idea."


    Themis nodded in agreement, giving a fair evaluation, but then looked at the faintly visible sacred mountain among the stars and murmured to herself.


    "But in the end, it is only an idea..."


    "Yes, there is indeed a distance from idea to implementation."


    Luo En nodded slightly in agreement, his smile still brilliant.


    "But to cross this distance and practice fairness and justice, one relies not on waiting, but on striving!"


    Upon hearing these words, Themis was as if struck by lightning, her heart moved, and her eyes under the black veil gazed deeply at the young deity before her for a long, long time.


    On his person, there seemed to be something she once lost.


    Feeling Themis''s scrutinizing gaze, and sensing an unusual emotion within it, Luo En was moved and spoke in a deep voice.


    "Actually, before I leave, I have an additional favor to ask, which is to invite you, the original Goddess of Justice, to participate in the drafting of the first codified laws."


    However, Themis still shook her head.


    "We took an oath on the Styx not to leave our domain at will, to interfere with the order of the world."


    Alas, after all that effort, it was still no use.


    Just as Luo En was feeling disappointed, Themis gestured outside the door.


    "Astraea!"


    "Teacher, did you call me?" The other Goddess of Justice curiously popped her head in.


    "Athens is preparing to compile codified laws, and it is a good opportunity for learning and experience. You go with him."


    Themis pointed at Luo En and instructed her disciple in a stern voice.


    If one loses by the mulberry tree, one may gain by the corner tower �� it''s better than returning empty-handed.


    Seeing that the matter was settled, Luo En could only console himself as such.


    And Astraea, having received the command, immediately beamed with joy, thumping her chest in front of the young male deity she quite liked, in a sisterly manner of "I''ve got your back."


    "Don''t worry, I know Athens well! If there''s anything you don''t understand, you can ask me."


    Luo En forced a stiff smile on his face but couldn''t help but inwardly grumble.


    Didn''t you understand your teacher''s intention, that you are to assist me?


    And besides, once we get to Athens, who will be covering whom is still uncertain.


    At that moment, Themis, seeing her disciple''s lackadaisical behavior, couldn''t help but sigh and rub her forehead.


    This child has many good qualities, just too straightforward, really not suitable for learning law, to become the new Goddess of Justice.


    After a moment of silence, Themis seemed to make a certain resolution, looking up at Astraea on the scene, she pointed to the bedroom in the back hall and ordered in a stern voice.


    "You, come into the room with me!"


    "What, what''s wrong?" Faced with her teacher''s sudden severity, Astraea instinctively shrank her neck.


    "There''s something I need to give you..."


    Themis answered nonchalantly, then dragged Astraea toward her bedroom, shut the door, and set up numerous restrictions. Under her disciple''s surprised gaze, she removed the veil that covered her eyes, revealing a pair of eyes as profoundly vast as the starry sky.


    ~~


    The next day was the day of departure.


    Luo En and Thetis arrived early in front of the curtain of starlight, waiting quietly.


    A quarter of an hour later, two figures accompanied one another in the morning light.


    From afar, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a surge of happiness.


    Could it be?


    However, as the two figures drew closer, his expression darkened a bit.


    "Is it you?"


    "Do you really need to be so disgusted?"


    Hecate immediately covered her chest with a look of sorrowful injury.


    "How could I possibly? Teacher, you are busy with thousands of affairs daily. There''s no need for such trivial matters as farewells."


    Luo En begrudgingly smiled through gritted teeth while inwardly muttering to himself.


    I thought Themis had a change of heart, but it was a false alarm.


    "Farewell? No, I''m departing with you,"


    Yet Hecate''s reply somewhat took Luo En by surprise.


    "What, you''re also going?"


    "That''s right, I happen to have some business to attend to in Athens myself."


    "What business?"


    "Secret..."


    Hecate put her index finger in front of her lips, made a "shush" gesture, smiled, shook her head, and said no more.


    Hearing this, Luo En furrowed his brows, a faint sense of ominous foreboding arising in his heart.


    Could it be that something had happened in Athens?


    Thinking this, Luo En''s heart tightened, and he took the initiative to speak.


    "Ladies, time is of the essence; let us set out."


    "Agreed!"


    Astraea nodded briskly and then turned the Gold scales on either side of her Sword of Judgement, opening the starlit veil that enveloped the island.


    Luo En walked to the seashore and traced several Hermes Script symbols with his finger, summoning his bronze chariot and two immortal horses.


    Although the horses had been severely wounded in the last battle, they had recovered as before after some time spent healing in the sea, thanks to their natural immortality.


    As soon as they saw their master, the long-contained horses snorted and pranced around Luo En in excitement.


    "Alright, you''ll get to run to your heart''s content in a bit!"


    Luo En laughed and scolded as he patted the two divine horses'' heads, then grabbed the reins, steadied the chariot, and helped the three goddesses aboard first.


    In a moment, accompanied by the surging waves, the two immortal horses galloped freely upon the sea.


    But soon, a familiar blood-red light spread from the clouds ahead, with a deep crimson suffusing the sky.


    A never-vanishing specter!


    Seeing the ominous goddess in front wielding dark red twin swords, with red hair draped over her shoulders and black wings on her back, Luo En couldn''t help but curse inwardly.


    Months had passed, and yet Eris was still lurking nearby.


    One had to admit, this woman''s vengeful spirit was outrageously strong.


    And seeing that the three ''ducks'' she had once let escape were now back in her grasp, a smug smile spread across Eris''s face as she brandished her sword and taunted.


    "Let''s see who can save you this time!"


    Meanwhile, three beautiful women clad in black veils with pale faces appeared on a desolate island nearby, their sinister presence bringing a strange familiarity.


    The Furies?


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the faces of the three women and after a moment''s hesitation, he recognized their true identities.


    Strange, where were their snaky hair and black wings?


    Hecate, noticing the Furies blocking the way, couldn''t help but click her tongue in admiration, a hint of schadenfreude twinkling in her eyes.


    "To think they''ve assimilated the beast''s guise, gradually shifting towards the Titans'' original forms. It seems these friends of yours have grown quite stronger since we last saw them."


    "The Titans'' original forms?" Luo En was puzzled.


    To enlighten her confused grand-disciple, Hecate, who was the grandmaster, explained with a smile.


    In the ancient times of the gods, procreation was a symbol of strength.


    Therefore, the early Titan Gods, through sexual union or asexual creation, begot a plethora of Titan hybrids with an array of odd shapes.


    However, inherited memories would drive them towards a unified appearance of one head, two arms, and two legs.


    This form was often seen as a means to hide and protect themselves for normal interaction.


    Once the vestiges of the beast were absorbed, it meant that both their intellect and authority had leaped forward qualitatively.


    Clearly, during the previous chase, the Furies had gleaned an abundance of "hatred" and "revenge" concepts, becoming more formidable now.


    "What if they start to show the beast part again?"


    "If the monsters and Titans revert to their original forms, it means they are entering into an attack state, needing to manifest their strongest power in their true shape to fight their opponents."


    "Oh, I see."


    Luo En glanced at the Furies on the island, whose long hair turned into venomous snakes, blood tears flowed from their eyes, and their visages grew more loathsome, and he suddenly understood.


    Immediately, he grabbed Hecate''s shoulder, grinned unscrupulously, and without any hesitation, flung his grandmaster straight towards the Furies'' island.


    Then, leaving the other two goddesses stunned, Luo En decisively drove the bronze chariot forward at increased speed, breaking through the bloody clouds and swiftly fleeing into the distance.

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    The moon shone brightly amidst sparse stars, and the night was like a tranquil water.


    In the dense forest by the sea, a flickering orange flame danced, licking at the slightly reddened bottom of the pot, where the stewing meat soup simmered.


    Luo En stood up, took a branch that served as cutlery, and poked at the tumbling pieces of beast meat in the pot, ensuring they were thoroughly tender before sketching a few lines of Hermes Script with his hand and taking out several pottery bottles from the Magic Circle Diagram. He evenly sprinkled the stored spices into the pot.


    Soon, a rich fragrance spread out, and Thetis and Astraea sitting in front of the fire unconsciously flared their nostrils, their appetites evidently enticed.


    "It''s ready, you can eat now."


    With a slight smile, Luo En picked up a ladle, served the well-stewed soup into pottery bowls, and passed them to Thetis and Astraea in turn.


    However, after taking her bowl, Astraea didn''t hurry to taste the delicious soup but set down her utensils, looked back at the vast sea, and opened her mouth hesitantly, "Leaving Lady Hecate alone in the sea today, weren''t we a bit too harsh?"


    Luo En, while tasting the thick soup in his bowl, answered carelessly. "Don''t worry, the Furies and Eris can''t bother her; she''ll catch up on her own."


    "That may be true, but tossing her directly from the chariot was still a bit..." Astraea frowned slightly.


    "Don''t worry, don''t worry, she won''t mind because that''s a friendly tradition on Aiaia Island."


    Luo En reassured with a beaming smile and then proceeded to share his training experiences on Aiaia Island with judicious omissions to Thetis and Astraea.


    Being chased by a hungry magic beast, playing underwater hide-and-seek with sea monsters, or stealing sheep from the neighboring Cyclops...


    Or occasionally being a test subject for some dopey Enchantress''s potion, getting poisoned, turning into a pig...


    Or facing an ascension ceremony, being tossed onto a deserted island by Hecate to fend off a horde of Divine Blood dependents for three days and nights, then being sweet-talked into a standoff with the patrolling Atlantean Imperial Guard...


    Upon hearing Luo En''s nonchalant narrative, Astraea, who had initially felt indignant for Hecate, suddenly ran out of steam.


    Was this training intended to ensure he wouldn''t live to adulthood?


    Meanwhile, Thetis displayed a look of pity and sympathy, her azure eyes even brimming with a hint of maternal love.


    At this moment, seeing the mood ripe, Luo En started half-jokingly to lament.


    "Actually, it couldn''t be helped. Thetis had just recovered, and the two of us together wouldn''t stand much of a chance against Eris and the Furies. As both of you are guests I have invited, I couldn''t allow any harm to come your way, right? So my mentor had to make a small sacrifice.


    The more capable should bear the greater burden, after all, and among us, only she can handle those four nuisances.


    Besides, since she is going to Athens with us, if we encounter any obstacle, she would definitely have to step in."


    After listening to Luo En''s clear explanation, Astraea nodded reluctantly.


    "That''s true..."


    Thereupon, the Goddess of Justice no longer inquired about the matters between the mentor and disciple and began to enjoy the meal prepared by the God of Stove''s lineage.


    With a small sip, the soup tasted rich and inviting, making it hard to stop.


    When a piece of poultry meat reached her lips, the strings of tender meat held no hint of gaminess but radiated the umami of mushrooms...


    Feeling a probing gaze, the Goddess of Justice instinctively looked up with surprise to her side.


    "What''s the matter?"


    Luo En snapped back to reality, shook his head with a smile, and replied, "Nothing, I just thought you were eating so cautiously, I wondered if you didn''t like the meal."


    Watching Astraea gingerly sip the soup in the firelight, the master chef of the evening felt a nagging doubt.


    Funny, why is she so polite tonight? And her usual demeanor when eating wasn''t like this.


    "I just wasn''t feeling very hungry just now!" Astraea hurriedly explained.


    "And now?" inquired Luo En.


    Without directly answering, Astraea tilted back her head and gulped down half a bowl of soup, then boldly passed the empty bowl over.


    "Another bowl!"


    Seeing his guest''s renewed appetite, a smile returned to Luo En''s face as he promptly filled another generous bowl for Astraea.


    The Goddess of Justice took her utensil and without a word, buried her head and devoured it vigorously.


    Her robust manner instantly reminded Luo En of the familiar vibes, as he quietly raised a thumbs up for her in his heart, admiring sincerely.


    ��This lady is truly spirited!


    "Cough cough~~!"


    However, as if hearing someone''s silent mockery, Astraea could hardly take a few bites before a chunk of meat unexpectedly lodged in her throat, making her clutch at her chest with severe coughing.


    Luo En immediately showed concern, cautioning her.


    "Quick, have a sip, be careful not to choke."


    Astraea instinctively put down the pottery bowl, picked up her leather water bag from the ground, pulled out the stopper, and took a big swig.


    "Pff!"


    However, as soon as she swallowed the liquid from the water bag, the Goddess''s face changed. She spat out the mouthful and stared at the leather pouch in astonishment.


    "Wine?"


    "Yes, don''t you enjoy having that with your meals?"


    Luo En was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled by Astraea''s intense reaction.


    "I just drank it a bit too quickly..."


    The Goddess of Justice by the fire, after a gentle cough, wiped off the lingering drop of wine at the corner of her mouth, once again grabbed her wine-filled leather pouch, and unperturbedly took several more gulps.

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    Seeing Astraea down half a jug without a sound, Luo En hurriedly offered a kind reminder.


    "I brewed it myself, it''s quite strong, and the effect sneaks up on you, don''t drink too much..."


    "Don''t worry, it''s no big deal!"


    Astraea patted her chest, though her expression was still as careless as ever.


    If she''s not drunk, that''s good.


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, decided not to discourage her further, and focused on his meal instead.


    In half an hour, the three of them were full.


    A distinct flush had spread across Astraea''s pretty face, and her eyes held a tipsy, dazed look.


    "Everyone, I''ve eaten my fill, I''m heading back first."


    Immediately after, the Goddess of Justice stood up from the fire, ready to head to her own tent.


    However, she seemed to have underestimated the influence of the alcohol in her system and her step was somewhat staggered and unsteady.


    "I''ll walk you!"


    Seeing this, Luo En quickly got up to support the wavering Astraea.


    "Hmm... Hmm..."


    The slightly tipsy Goddess of Justice didn''t reject the help offered by her companion, responded vaguely with a nod, breathing heavily with the scent of alcohol.


    As her blood circulated, Astraea''s drunken state became more apparent; she leaned on Luo En''s shoulder, and her full figure brushed against Luo En as they moved unsteadily together.


    One had to admit, both the current and previous Goddess of Justice were well-nourished, each with figures that could lead a man astray...


    Luo En hadn''t walked many steps before he felt a rush of blood, and the [Goat] behind him became agitated.


    This is going to be the death of me...


    Luo En immediately suppressed his urge, sped up, and while he was not yet fully aroused to the point of becoming a beast, he hurriedly tucked Astraea into her tent.


    Looking at the completely flushed face before him, with eyes tightly shut, and the rhythmically heaving twin [Fruits of Justice], a certain villain couldn''t help but have a few savage glances at that snow-white scar before shaking his head.


    She smoothly took away the divine wine that I brewed with my authority, and drank so much in one go...


    Luckily for you, your teacher asked you to follow me when you left home, otherwise someone like you would have ended up with several seasons of crime investigation series!


    After quietly grumbling to himself, Luo En pulled the tent''s curtain aside and walked back towards the central campfire.


    As his footsteps gradually faded away, Astraea, inside the tent, breathed a sigh of relief as if a burden had been lifted, slowly opened her eyes, sat up holding her throbbing hot forehead, and clenched her teeth in frustration.


    ~~


    By the fire, the dishes had been cleaned and the litter on the ground cleaned away; a graceful figure was meticulously drawing warning and Defensive Charms on the tree trunks and sandy ground.


    "You know how to do these too?"


    "Not all Nymphs are as privileged as the goddesses of Olympus, born superior and attended day and night."


    Thetis responded indifferently, patiently adding the final touch to the Defensive Charm. She then turned her head to look at Luo En, who was approaching from a path through the woods, and calmly added,


    "Besides, there are many sisters in my family, and father and mother can''t manage them all, so I sometimes need to help take care of them."


    "Not bad at all, truly virtuous. Whoever marries you is a lucky man."


    Luo En praised with a smiling face, but soon noticed Thetis''s gaze carrying a slight change upon hearing these words.


    It seems that''s not how you compliment someone in Greece...


    Realizing his own abruptness, Luo En slapped his forehead and quickly pointed at Thetis''s back, handing her a bottle of mead he''d made and sidestepping the topic,


    "Have a drink. It contains herbs for pain relief and sleep, and it also has some blood-replenishing and recovery effects."


    The Ocean Goddess by the firelight nodded, took a small sip of the honey-flavored mead with a hint of fruit, and her azure eyes softened slightly.


    "Thank you for your help earlier."


    "What are you talking about? If it hadn''t been for you grabbing me and Astraea at the crucial moment, we would have fallen into the hands of those four women. If anyone should say thanks, it should be me thanking you."


    "If even you two could have been captured, I certainly couldn''t have escaped from the clutches of Eris and The Furies. Helping you was just helping myself."


    "So you see, isn''t it troublesome to keep thanking back and forth? Shall we call it even?"


    Luo En sat in front of the fire, winked at Thetis, who had gradually become more familiar, and gave a slight smile.


    However, Thetis by the firelight shook her head, her pretty face tensing slightly.


    "No, you still owe me a favor."


    As she spoke, the creditor took out the Bronze Eleph badge of Medusa from her pocket and waved it in front of the debtor.


    "Fine, I owe you a favor..."


    Realizing his attempt to settle the score had been seen through, Luo En ruefully accepted the promise.


    "You''re mistaken, it''s two favors."


    As he muttered, Thetis held up two pale fingers before him, seriously correcting him.


    Luo En felt a bit exasperated after a moment.


    "How could it be two now?"


    "Do you need me to remind you?"


    Thetis asked, then calmly counted on her fingers, bringing up past events.


    "Besides the time on Cyprus Island, there''s also this incident in the Primordial Ocean."


    "Alright, alright, two it is..."


    As the Ocean Goddess listed undeniable facts, Luo En rolled his eyes, grumbling to himself inwardly.


    Clearly, the goddesses of Greece can be quite persnickety.


    Especially the clever ones that are not easily fooled.


    Having received Luo En''s formal promise, Thetis''s tight face showed a trace of a smile before she threaded the bronze badge with string and handed it to the man in front of her.


    "Help me put it on."


    With that, the Ocean Goddess lifted her shoulder-length golden hair and pointed to the nape of her snow-white neck as an indication.

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    Luo En glanced and lightly snorted, unmoved, "Are we that close?"


    Thetis handed the bronze badge to Luo En and spoke faintly, "Then consider it the first favor you owe me."


    "Are you sure? My favors are quite valuable..." Luo En grumbled as he stepped forward and placed the bronze badge around Thetis''s snowy neck.


    Having successfully gotten her way, Thetis''s face bloomed with a bright smile, tucked the special necklace into her neckline, rose from the fire, and walked toward the tent under the night sky.


    As he watched the Ocean Goddess''s graceful figure disappear from his field of view, Luo En, bathed in the moonlight, looked at his hands that still held some residual warmth, and shook his head while murmuring.


    "At a loss..."


    However, it was only a small loss for now; who could say about the future.


    He chuckled sardonically, extinguished the remaining fire with his hand, rose, and walked towards his own tent, preparing to rest well, to replenish his spirit for the full schedule ahead tomorrow.


    Even though he had successfully swindled Hecate on the Sea of Okeanos.


    But, given her true identity and power, even The Furies and Eris combined probably couldn''t stop this embodiment of chance.


    So, it was better to set off early in the morning, heading for Athens.


    Preferably, before Hecate.


    This woman was no easy target, and her trip to Athens couldn''t possibly be for tourism, could it?


    Hopefully, there wouldn''t really be any accidents there...


    Rubbing his somewhat sore brow, Luo En sighed softly, casually pulled open the curtain, and walked into the tent.


    Then��


    He turned around nonchalantly, suddenly activated [Goat], and took off running!


    "Snap!"


    A crisp snap echoed inside the tent as the exit and pathways in front of him twisted and turned, multiplying into hundreds, a single path branching off into thousands.


    A moment later, the Goat, having run at full speed through several intersections, hazily circled back to the starting point.


    "Why are you running?"


    Accompanied by a languid voice, the purple-haired Witchcraft Goddess sat up from the warm bed, yawning and rubbing her sleepy eyes, appearing just awakened, with her snow-white arms and jade-like shoulders exposed.


    Luo En looked at the tent covered in pulsating light patterns, turned helplessly, and forced a stiff smile on his face.


    "You must be worn out covering our retreat, and the sea breeze is so cold, I was of course bringing a cup of hot tea to warm you up."


    "Worn out? I wouldn''t say that, I just had a friendly exchange with them. They were quite reasonable and promised to stop harassing you from now on," Hecate said as she opened her five fingers, blowing gently through her smiling lips, sending a few jet-black feathers fluttering in front of Luo En.


    The familiar color and texture of the feathers caused Luo En''s heartbeat to slow for a moment, then his face broke into a brilliant and affectionate smile.


    "I knew it, The Furies and Eris have no standing to challenge your majesty!"


    However, beneath the surface praise, Luo En couldn''t help but curse silently in his heart.


    What offspring of Uranus?


    What remnants of Nyx?


    Not even able to withstand Hecate for half a day, they were beaten down, nothing but utter failures leaving feathers all over the place.


    With Hecate appearing silently in his bedroom and bringing these feathers, the outcome at sea was obvious without even thinking.


    Eris and The Furies must have been severely dealt with.


    Indeed, Hecate was unreasonably strong!


    Having his suspicions confirmed, Luo En felt inwardly alarmed, his wariness towards Hecate rising to the highest level.


    "Enough with the flattery, you know my rules," Hecate said as she waved her hand, cutting off the compliments, then propped up her chin and scrutinized the young man before her who had betrayed his own mentor.


    "So, how will you repay me?"


    The gifts of gods always come with a steep price.


    Similarly, the blessings and aid of a deity are never without reason.


    The Goddess, her curves partially concealed and revealed, her beautiful eyes shifting, seemed to have come up with an excellent idea and spoke with interest.


    "How about, with your body?"


    "...!"


    In an instant, Luo En''s heart clenched, he looked astonished at his mentor, then instinctively stepped back two paces amidst the ambiguous and heavy atmosphere.

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    A few breaths later, Luo En slapped his forehead, suddenly coming to a realization.


    "Compensation in flesh? No problem, how well-done do you like it? I''ll grill it for you right now!"


    With that, he walked out of the tent with a righteous air.


    However, as soon as he lifted the curtain, a fair, jade-like hand pressed down on Luo En''s shoulder, rendering him immobile.


    "No need to trouble yourself, I like it ready-made."


    Accompanied by a warm breath, a lazy, flirtatious whisper entered his ear, bringing a tingling itch.


    At the same time, the sound of swallowing came from behind him.


    "Gulp~"


    The beautiful head inched closer to the nape of a certain apprentice''s neck, breaths growing heavier. A curling pink tongue scraped over somewhat dry cherry lips, leaving behind a moist gloss in the dark.


    She was truly hungry...


    But faced with such a sultry and ambiguous scene, Luo En felt not a hint of sentiment in his heart.


    On the contrary, he instinctively tensed all the muscles in his body, his heart pounding like a heavy drum, and the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.


    ��It was a stress response innate to living beings.


    Like a little mouse targeted by a snake in the dark, instinctively alert and wanting to escape.


    However, the arm that had landed on his shoulder seemed to weigh a ton, preventing Luo En from moving an inch, and he could only watch helplessly as the shadow behind him drew closer... closer...


    "Whoosh!"


    Just when the two figures in the tent were about to completely converge, the tightly closed curtain was flung open abruptly, and a figure stumbled in between the two, pushing Hecate back and throwing herself onto Luo En.


    "Good...good wine, drink up! I want more!"


    Astraea?


    Looking at the Goddess of Justice searching around in his arms, mumbling incoherently from time to time.


    Luo En was first stunned, then had a stroke of genius, hurriedly helping up this blond drunkard with a reproachful expression.


    "I told you not to drink so much. Look at you, getting drunk and running around. Come on, I''ll take you back to rest."


    As he spoke, Luo En lifted the curtain, stepping out with feigned composure.


    Forward, unimpeded.


    Once out of the tent, Luo En immediately took the drunk Astraea and rushed toward the tent of the Goddess of Justice.


    The figures of a man and a woman gradually vanished into the thick night, the cold air pouring into the room through the fluttering curtain.


    "Snap!"


    The scantily clad purple-haired goddess raised her hands forcefully to her burning cheeks, rubbing them fiercely to awaken her rationality.


    Damn it, it was all because of those four idiots at sea that she had used too much of her "Authority."


    Otherwise, she wouldn''t have let herself be so undignified.


    Hecate lifted her head, looking through a tear in the tent roof that she didn''t know when had appeared up at the exceptionally bright night sky, her purple eyes slightly narrowed, feeling both annoyed and uncomfortable.


    And in front of "her," no less.


    The purple-haired goddess sighed, trying to cool down a certain desire within her, whispering to herself.


    Never mind, what''s happening now isn''t important.


    Just wait a bit more, just a bit longer...


    She had only "watered" it five times, the "Fruit" wasn''t truly "ripe" yet...


    But still...


    Yet before she could console herself, Hecate couldn''t resist licking her dry lips, her eyes flashing with a touch of frustration and a faint glimmer of longing.


    He smelled so good...


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in front of the dying embers.


    That was close!


    Luo En glanced at the tent cloaked in night behind him, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and sighing in relief.


    Although he had no idea what had gotten into that woman, his instincts told him:


    Hecate was very dangerous at that moment, and the farther away from that woman, the better!


    Thank goodness Astraea showed up in time, or that woman might actually have devoured him alive.


    But, there was another problem.


    How did Astraea get in? Hadn''t she just gone to sleep?


    And if he remembered correctly, wasn''t there supposed to be Hecate''s Authority meddling around the tent?


    Could it be...


    Luo En''s mind was filled with speculation, instinctively shifting his gaze to the side.


    "Good wine, drink up! Keep drinking!"


    Just then, a drunk figure rose up like a zombie, letting out a boisterous shout.


    Immediately, before Luo En could react, he was plunged into darkness, his breaths growing laborious.


    Because two "righteous fruits" had completely obscured his vision.


    "Another jug!"


    The Goddess of Justice, her eyes glazed, clutched the "large jug" to her chest as if it were a cherished treasure, caressing it lovingly. Simultaneously, her flushed cheeks rubbed up and down the smooth and slender bottle, her blurry, drunken eyes brimming with deep intoxication.


    "Yes! Yes!"


    Seeing that he couldn''t fend her off, Luo En quickly removed the wineskin from his waist and handed it to the drunkard groping him.


    Having gotten her way, the thoroughly inebriated Astraea once again rose from the dead, eagerly snatching the wineskin and guzzling down the contents.


    And as the heavy effects of alcohol hit her, the Goddess of Justice staggered even more, nearly unable to walk at all.


    Luo En, with no other choice, had to support the unrelenting Goddess of Justice and try to drag her towards his own tent.


    But perhaps due to the alcohol-addled brain, even while being dragged, she didn''t forget to pop the cork occasionally and take several gulps of the full wine bottle.


    Luo En dodged the splashing wine from the wineskin while trying to control Astraea''s wandering hands, and only with considerable effort did he manage to drag the dead-weight Goddess of Justice, utterly inebriated, to the front of his tent.

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    "Alright, we''re at your doorstep, and you''ve already finished the wine, so why don''t you put down that empty wineskin?"


    As he drew back the curtain, Luo En''s gaze fell upon the empty wineskin that Astraea was hugging like a treasure, and he couldn''t help but scold her with a darkened face. He snatched the empty wineskin from the drunkard''s embrace and expertly tossed it into the bushes by the roadside, feeling quite relieved in his heart.


    Although he was the God of Wine, he never had much of an affinity for excessive drinking.


    "Wine! My wine!"


    However, upon realizing the loss of her treasured possession, the drunken goddess immediately grabbed the culprit, searching all around.


    In the end, those bleary, drunken eyes looked around and fixed on a certain object that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, an elongated shape. Her cerulean eyes sparkled, and she excitedly pounced on it.


    "A big one, there''s a big one here!"


    In a joyful, slurred mutter, the Goddess of Justice, utterly lost in alcohol, clung to the "wine" she had recovered, and it looked quite substantial. She couldn''t help but nuzzle it against the side of her head, reveling in her pleasure.


    Immediately, Luo En, who had been tackled to the ground, forcefully pried away the head that was burrowing chaotically into his chest. With a dark face, he shook it several times until the brains inside were well mixed, and he could even faintly hear the sound of waves crashing, until he could finally let go, muttering his annoyance.


    "Hey, hey, hey! Astraea, what kind of eyesight is that? Look carefully! I''m a person! Not your wine jug!"


    Stare~~


    The Goddess of Justice tried hard to open her cerulean eyes wide, looking earnestly at the slender object beneath her that was protesting, completely perplexed.


    Stare again~~


    Gradually, a bright light shone in the depths of her eyes, and her flushed face showed a flash of realization.


    "Oh, it can... it can talk? It must taste even better! I want to try!"


    With an excited cheer, the drunkard, whose brain had been thoroughly shaken, stretched out a claw like a vise, gripping it tightly around the "bottle neck," while her other claw reached up, groping blindly in the dark as she sniffed eagerly, intending to open the seal quickly and drink to her heart''s content.


    What was even worse, those hands were restless, continuously groping in the darkness, seemingly looking for the "pop and pour" spot to pull out the "wine jug''s" "cork."


    "Take your hands off, don''t grab my face!"


    "Idiot, why are you feeling down there?! Stop it!"


    "Saliva, your saliva is getting on my clothes!"


    For a moment, inside the tent, Luo En, who was being indecently assaulted, fumbled to cope with Astraea''s restless paws.


    However, whether it was the pestering of the alcohol or the fact that his brain had been shaken, no matter how many times Luo En pushed the drunkard away, Astraea relentlessly pounced again, pressing on the God of Wine with an insatiable look, intoxicatedly inhaling the rich wine aroma from this "large wine jug."


    "Just one sip! Let me have just one sip!"


    Such persistence definitely belonged to her; no wonder she was able to move from the bed all the way to my bedroom.


    How could I have connected this woman with the one on the island? Such a brain fart!


    Inside the tent, Luo En, after much struggle, decided to let the sticky, drunken mess on top of him run wild. He protected his head and neck with both hands and clenched his legs tightly, finally managing to drag Astraea off the ground with great difficulty.


    The wine god, tormented to exhaustion, had an expression that looked utterly drained, silently swearing to himself.


    I''d rather die than drink with this fool again!


    "Good wine... delicious..."


    As for Astraea, who hung onto the "wine bottle" like a koala, she wrapped her arms tightly around Luo En''s neck, occasionally burping, seemingly just having satisfied herself with a good drink.


    A toast to the void, huh? You win...


    Seeing Astraea in this state, Luo En was left speechless.


    Among those he knew, he had never seen anyone with such poor liquor manners.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, after stumbling to the bed, Luo En, with a sense of relief, pulled down Astraea, who had started to snuggle against him again, and threw her onto the bed.


    But because of the persistent skirmish, the strong smell of alcohol had already rubbed off on Luo En.


    Feeling frustrated, he invoked the "Sea''s Grace" to cleanse both himself and his clothing thoroughly from the outside in, finally heaving a satisfied sigh.


    "Is, is that you? Luo... En?"


    At that moment, Astraea, seemingly awakened slightly by the surge of magic power, sat up shakily from the bed, a flicker of confusion in her eyes, and mumbled as she drew closer.


    "How... how did I end up in my room?"


    "Of course because I had to bring you back!"


    While tidying up the clutter in the tent, Luo En rolled his eyes at Astraea in exasperation.


    "Alright, hurry and enter into a meditative sleep to sober up. If there''s nothing else, I''m going to leave first."


    "No way!"


    However, just as Luo En was about to head out the door, Astraea, who was half-drunk and semi-conscious as if triggered, abruptly seized the figure before her and deftly toppled the God of Wine onto the bed, sniffing him fervently with intoxication.


    "Mmm, so fragrant... it''s the scent I like...!"


    In her slurred mumblings, the Goddess of Justice''s nostrils flared, her eyes sparkled, and her flushed cheeks bore a foolish grin as she slowly drew closer.


    To be fair, setting aside her boisterous character, this second-generation Goddess of Justice was indeed of the highest caliber, both in form and beauty.


    And as the two hefty "Fruits of Justice" swept over from above,


    Tempted time and again, Luo En couldn''t help but become bewildered, his heart harboring an indescribable... warmth and fantasy...


    His own tent was still occupied by Hecate, and after what had just happened, going back was definitely out of the question.


    Actually, the bed in the magic travel tent he had prepared was quite large.


    At that moment, the lips above him were moist and tender, like glistening, delicious jelly.


    Three inches... two inches... one inch...


    The beautiful head hovered above, the carefree goddess now holding Luo En''s cheeks, her gaze intoxicated, chest trembling, and lips fluttering as if wanting to speak but stopping short.


    His heartbeat quickened as the flushed face came into view.


    Finally, the Goddess of Justice''s throat churned, and she opened her mouth to emit a long-repressed sound.


    "Hic~!"


    In an instant, with a muffled boom like thunder, a wave of sour, putrid smell from fermented food mixed with the stench of alcohol surged from her stomach, up through the esophagus, passing the throat, and directly sprayed into Luo En''s mouth and nose, face-to-face.


    ...


    In the blink of an eye, Luo En''s complexion went from red to green, from green to blue, and finally from blue to black as blue veins sprouted on his forehead like mad earthworms, writhing beneath the skin, his facial muscles convulsed severely, and his blood pressure skyrocketed, rushing to his head.


    I''m done for...


    After taking several deep breaths, Luo En forcefully resisted the urge to unleash his fury and, pushing off the Astraea lying atop him, dashed out of the tent and used his Sea Authority to thoroughly cleanse himself from the inside out three times.


    He felt unclean...


    Once the soul-cleansing rinse had ended from flesh to spirit, Luo En returned to the bedroom and looked towards the bed somberly.


    At that point, Astraea, having wreaked her havoc upon him, lay sprawled on the bed snoring like a dead pig, occasionally smacking her lips and muttering unintelligibly in her sleep.


    "Wine... mmm... good wine... another drink..."


    Luo En cast down his eyelids and emotionlessly tucked the sprawled Goddess of Justice into the bedcovers.


    His rough and decisive approach was like that of an old fishmonger at a supermarket who had been killing fish for twenty years, confronting a fish newly laid on the chopping board.


    No matter how much the other party struggled, his heart and mind had already become as cold as the knife in his hands.


    Because before drinking, Astraea''s intelligence was barely passable,


    After drinking, her intelligence had successfully been downgraded to a negative number.


    And one cannot possibly harbor thoughts for a fool.


    Having done all this, Luo En didn''t hesitate to turn and be off without a shred of lingering attachment.


    By the way, to prevent this drunken fool from running out and causing trouble again, he specifically added a seal to the door.


    The sea breeze wafted by, the aftertaste on his skin seeming not to dissipate yet.


    No, I need another wash!


    The recently violated God of Wine, carrying an emotional shadow hundreds of kilometers wide, decisively headed for the beach, dove into the surging sea, sunk down to conceal his presence, and prepared to spend the entire night immersed in the water to get rid of the smell.

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    The next morning, white-capped waves splashed high.


    Having been soaked overnight, Luo En emerged from the depths of the sea, crossed the overlapping waves, and walked towards the campsite on the shore.


    In front of the extinguished, ash-covered fire, the early-rising Thetis and Hecate sat beside the dry branches chatting and laughing, their cheerful and relaxed mood spreading all around,


    It must be said that this Ocean Goddess, known for her wisdom, had quite the knack for social charm. Even when faced with the sudden appearance of Hecate, she could interact as if nothing were out of the ordinary, not mentioning the incident when Hecate was left alone on the sea surface at all.


    And upon seeing Luo En''s arrival, Thetis subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.


    "What shall we make for breakfast? I''ll help you."


    With that, she took the initiative to throw some branches into the fire, reigniting the embers, ready to help out.


    Seeing the flames rise, Hecate also smiled gracefully, giving up the positions of head chef and assistant to the two, and leisurely strolled by the seaside, waiting for mealtime.


    Glancing over at the distant Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Thetis turned back to Luo En and whispered,


    "Was she in your tent last night?"


    "Yeah, if it weren''t for Astraea accidentally stumbling in, I almost couldn''t have gotten out."


    Luo En stirred the pot of porridge, glancing irritably at Thetis by his side.


    After a brief moment, Thetis seemed to realize something, her face showing a hint of embarrassed apology.


    "I''m sorry, it seems my magic skills still need some refinement; I actually let her sneak in without a sound."


    Last night''s Defensive Charm had mostly been drawn by this Ocean Goddess herself.


    That Hecate managed to breach it so subtly and even reach the very doorstep had left her feeling somewhat guilty towards a certain unfortunate individual.


    Luo En''s eyes twinkled as he teasingly asked,


    "So does this count as you owing me a favor?"


    "Not at all!"


    Thetis grabbed the Bronze Eleph in her chest, clenching it tightly in her palm, while warily looking at the would-be debtee, countering earnestly, word by word,


    "You were the one who threw her in; it''s only natural she''d come after you. It would have been the same with or without my Defensive Magic. And if we''re counting, I''m the one who got dragged into this, you owe me!"


    "So heartless..."


    Beneath Thetis'' logical analysis, Luo En covered his chest and murmured resentfully, wearing a deeply wounded expression on his face.


    The Ocean Goddess gave the man making a show a sideways glance, adding wood to the fire expressionlessly, and spoke in a cool detached tone,


    "Are we that familiar?"


    Oh, isn''t that my line from last night?


    Women...


    Seeing the corners of the Ocean Goddess'' mouth that were nearly twitching with suppressed amusement, Luo En''s eyes gleamed with a mischievous smile.


    "Not familiar? Then why did you come into my tent so early in the morning?"


    "Can''t I be hungry?"


    Thetis pointed indignantly to the bubbling pot, huffing softly.


    "Yeah, I''m hungry too! What''s the delicious breakfast today? It smells so good, let me see!"


    As the two deities by the fire began to squabble, an unsightly head squeezed in, intoxicatedly inhaling the aroma of food in the air and eagerly eyeing the churning seafood porridge in the pot, urging impatiently,


    "Quick, quick, quick, serve me a bowl first! All the back and forth last night practically killed me."


    Hearing Astraea''s careless mutter, Hecate shot a deep and ambiguous glance towards a certain granddisciple by the fire.


    If she remembered correctly, the two had spent a night together.


    And to think, first thing in the morning, straight into the sea for a bath?


    Who would have guessed?


    Some people put up a mask of stoic righteousness, but behind closed doors they act so swiftly.


    As Hecate silently sneered, she regarded Astraea��who was devouring her meal by the fire��with disdain.


    So much for a heart turned to ash; touch it with a spark and it ignites all the same, doesn''t it?


    But this time, the "Seed" I have personally sown will not be easily touched by you!


    However, when Hecate''s eyes landed on the Golden scales swinging back and forth at the hilt of the sword, she suddenly lost interest.


    Tsk, how pointless.


    "I''ll have one, too."


    Accompanied by a languid murmur, Hecate squeezed forward, wedging herself between Luo En and Astraea, giving her granddisciple a radiant smile.


    However, Luo En, already on edge, almost stabbed the soup ladle in his hand towards the face of this imposing ancestress as if it were a weapon.


    Seeing the increasingly darkening expression on Hecate''s face, Luo En hurriedly calmed himself, forced a smile, and carefully served food to this formidable Boss in hiding.


    Meanwhile, under the pretense of serving food, he edged closer to Astraea.


    Even though he didn''t know the specific reason, Luo En sensed that Hecate seemed to have a subtle apprehension towards the Goddess of Justice.


    Even a false sense of safety felt better than staying near that woman.


    At that moment, as she watched the frequently extended ladle and her nearly bottomless bowl, Astraea''s eyes brightened with emotion.


    Luo En was such a good person!


    After a breakfast fraught with tension, everyone extinguished the fire, packed up the tents, and prepared to set off.


    However, just as the group was about to depart, a different voice emerged.


    "Now that the matter at sea has been resolved, it''s time for me to go home and have a look."


    Thetis said, expressing a hint of apology and nodding goodbye to everyone,


    "So, as for the journey to Athens, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."

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    Hearing that Thetis was about to leave, Luo En, though somewhat regretful, still generously offered his blessings.


    "That''s fine, then. Take care of yourself. If you run into any trouble, remember to use that."


    "Mm."


    Thetis nodded lightly and then gestured toward the beachfront ahead, asking Luo En in a gentle voice,


    "Who knows when we will meet again, will you see me off?"


    Luo En, of course, consented to such a small request.


    After entrusting the remaining trivial matters to Astraea and Hecate, he got up to see Thetis off.


    The journey was not far; in just a few minutes, they arrived at the seaside.


    Although among the three goddesses, his trust in Thetis was the strongest,


    now it was indeed time to part.


    "Then..."


    However, before Luo En could say his farewell, Thetis rushed forward and gave him a passionate embrace.


    So soon?


    The rapidly warming relationship left Luo En somewhat astonished.


    Had his charisma reached such heights?


    "Don''t speak, listen to me!"


    The next moment, a serious whisper suddenly beside his ear pulled Luo En out of his fanciful daydreams. His gaze sharpened as he nodded almost imperceptibly.


    "Right now, it would be best if you left with me."


    Thetis whispered in his ear during the embrace, her eyes flickering darkly as she glanced towards the camp.


    "I get the feeling your situation seems a bit dangerous..."


    "Dangerous? Are you talking about Hecate?"


    "No, both of them!"


    Perhaps sensing that her simple accusation was too abrupt and unsubstantial, Thetis pursed her lips; she soon added,


    "I noticed earlier, with Hecate, that she seems to have a strange interest in you. I can''t clearly describe what it is, but it always feels very dangerous. And as far as I know, excessive attention from deities is often not a good thing for most people."


    "As for Astraea..." Thetis paused, her gaze flickering, "ever since we left that island, I''ve felt something off about her too, but I can''t quite put my finger on it, so..."


    "So you only dared to tell me this now that you''ve decided to leave?"


    Luo En took over the conversation, his eyes slightly narrowed, his face pensive.


    "And your visit this morning was also because of this?"


    "Mm..."


    Thetis nodded and glanced at the two goddesses laughing and packing their bags in the shade of the trees, earnestly advising,


    "For safety''s sake, it''s better if your journey ends here."


    "Sorry, but I have reasons I must go to Athens."


    Luo En shook his head, declining softly, then hugged the Ocean Goddess, who had warned him of danger, tighter and whispered in her ear,


    "Besides, you can only escape if I am here..."


    In an instant, Thetis''s body trembled within his arms; the disappointment and self-ridicule that she had not been trusted disappeared, replaced with a complex emotion.


    As the ocean is even more vast and primal than the land, it gives birth to gods and life often marked by savage traits.


    Hence, their struggles are crueler, and warmth and dependency are exceedingly scarce.


    From her birth, apart from her father, there had never been another of the opposite sex who had stood by her in life or death situations and stepped forward to protect her in times of danger.


    Although their initial relationship was nothing more than an exchange of interests, forcibly binding them together,


    yet, after several harrowing and life-dependent experiences, it seemed something else had brewed between them.


    All at once, moved by an inexplicable impulse, Thetis stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on the man''s forehead before her.


    "Then you must be careful yourself!"


    Luo En touched the moist mark on his forehead, listening to the murmuring still in his ear, He released his arms and playfully blinked, his lips silently moving,


    "Don''t worry, I''m quite fond of living. Plus, I haven''t repaid the favor I owe you."


    Thetis, clutching the Bronze Eleph over her heart, nodded gently, then took a long look at Luo En, turned, and strode into the seas. A colorful, speckled fishtail emerged as she plunged into the blue waters.


    As her graceful figure completely vanished into the white foam, Luo En gathered the warmth from his eyes, put on a formulaic smile, and turned back towards the camp where the two goddesses awaited to leave, muttering to himself with a shake of his head,


    It seems this trip to Athens will not be too dull.


    ~~


    Several days later, outside the City of Athens.


    "Tssk!"


    The bronze chariot screeched to a halt, snapping Luo En out of his dozing.


    After a brief moment of confusion, Luo En raised his eyes to the Acropolis of Athens gates coming into view, breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly reminded the two goddesses behind him,


    "We''re almost there."


    "Mm!"


    The goddesses replied in unison. Their eyes locked on each other, almost sparking a fierce clash in the air, oblivious to a certain driver who harbored a mischievous glint in his eyes.


    To set a predator on another predator; that was the strategy Luo En adopted for self-preservation.


    Specifically, he curried favor with "Astraea" by proposing to compile legal statutes and dissect case studies under the guise of nightly academic discussions, keeping steadfastly distant from Hecate.


    Though Astraea too had her ambiguities, she was at least safer than Hecate.


    And after the recent night attack, plus the value Luo En had demonstrated, "Astraea" increasingly guarded against Hecate, taking under her wing the rare legal talent representing the gods.


    But the burgeoning relationship between the two inevitably irked Hecate.

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    The Goddess of the Underworld Moon, seeing herself as having been undermined, faced off against a certain Goddess of Justice, and they began to covertly compete.


    On the surface, Luo En, playing the peacemaker, secretly stood behind Astraea, subtly fueling the fire, allowing the two goddesses to stand in opposition to each other because of him.


    And so, within this delicately balanced atmosphere of conflict without rupture, the three of them completed the journey without incident.


    The only pity was that the two were too restrained to come to blows.


    Tensely driving at high speed, as the grand outline of a white marble metropolis stood resolute against the skyline under the sunlight, Luo En massaged his throbbing temples and let out a sigh of relief.


    Athens, at last!


    Goddess Athena, Goddess of the Hearth Hestia, two of the Twelve Olympians, were there. Anyone new planning to cause trouble would have to think twice.


    After paying a few silver coins of Hera at the gate, Luo En eagerly led the two goddesses into the city.


    The scale of Athens had doubled from what he remembered,


    with the palace, the council hall, the theater, clubs, galleries, inns, markets, workshops, docks, and stadiums��every public building imaginable.


    The bronze statue plaza that he remembered, dedicated to the gods and the City Builder of Athens, was more crowded with people in a hurry than before.


    In it, Luo En even spotted the iconic figure of Medusa.


    Goddess Pallas, a scion of the Pandion line, had brought a vast population to Athens by sea, along with advanced technologies in shipbuilding, agriculture, sailing, and smelting, contributing to Athens''s prosperity.


    For her achievements, she was honored with a statue and a monument.


    Moreover, at the heart of the city, on the highest platform, within the towering temples dedicated to Goddess Athena and Goddess of the Hearth Hestia, this Medusa named Pallas stood to the left of Goddess Athena, while Goddess of Victory Nike stood on the right, both serving as Athena''s arms of support.


    Descending according to the terrain, eighty-eight statues clothed in gold, silver, and bronze armor, corresponding to the paths of the stars, stood above eighty-eight stellar charts along the road leading to the temple, guarding the goddess''s chamber, unapproachable and austere.


    Luo En felt a brewing power surging within the star charts, a spark of understanding in his eyes.


    It seemed Athena had already obtained those 88 Sacred Robes from Hephaestus and had imbued them with the power of faith and divinity in a special way.


    And according to a previous letter from Hestia, War God Mountain had also begun to secretly construct twelve zodiac structures corresponding to the constellations.


    Combining Sacred Robes, zodiac structures, and human pillars would allow one to erode the divine authority of the heavens without leaving a trace, creating a private army rivaling the gods.


    The faithful coming in and out to pray were endless.


    The star charts they stepped upon gradually radiated a mysterious significance.


    Clearly, Athena''s plan was starting to bear fruit.


    The only regret was that most of these Sacred Robes were without masters, still lacking a heroic group to truly wield their power.


    After all, facing the all-powerful Zeus, even Athena wouldn''t dare to make too conspicuous a move.


    After briefly acquainting himself with the developments in Athens, Luo En did not linger in the bustling areas and led his visitors Astraea and Hecate through the Acropolis of Athens.


    The Acropolis of Athens, built jointly by Athena and the Minosians, seemed to have taken the best features of the ancient defenses of Crete Island.


    Therefore, with architecture and terrain tightly integrated, the craftsmanship was ingenious. Viewing the Acropolis as a cohesive whole, the hill itself acted as a natural base, and the structures of the buildings and the arrangements of various parts were coordinated with the natural contour; the whole complex formed a unified system, turning it into a fortified stronghold that could defend itself by taking advantage of the terrain, repelling any invasion step by step.


    And the eighty-eight Sacred Robes and temples scattered atop the hill and along the path could promptly support any position.


    Were they to face a beast tide similar to the past, Luo En reckoned that without the intervention of higher deities, any number of attackers would be akin to delivery of food.


    Passing through the leaf-shaped mountain gate, the trio took a path resembling leaf veins, heading directly towards War God Mountain to the northwest.


    As the light screen of border surveillance flickered, a small girl with bright eyes who had been lying in wait at the exit approached excitedly to peddle her wares.


    "Hey, hey, visitors from afar, try my new herbal cupcakes, one for three copper coins of Athena, invigorating and..."


    "Teacher?"


    The cheerful voice stopped abruptly, and Luo En, gazing at the winged, pink-haired girl with colorful eyes before him, was equally astonished.

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    A moment later, Circe, having collected herself, pounced forward, her little face flushing with excitement as she cheered.


    "Luo En~!"


    ...This hair, this skin texture, and the smell and warmth!


    Uh-huh, that''s right, that''s right!


    This is the feeling! She had finally found it again!


    Clutching the "little piggy" that she had lost and regained in her arms, Circe rubbed fiercely, attempting to release the loneliness and resentment that had built up over the years.


    And Luo En, the victim of this devastation, was being rubbed until his features distorted, even his facial proportions scattered, his body resembling a koala that was far too lively.


    Finally, when he managed to free his mouth from Circe''s hands, Luo En couldn''t help but ask.


    "How come... you''re... in Athens... selling cakes?"


    As his facial muscles were still being sporadically pulled and pinched, his speech was somewhat unclear and slurred.


    However, Circe seemed to be accustomed to this, she huffed angrily and kicked a certain irresponsible apprentice, indignant.


    "It''s all because of you! You emptied my little treasury, not even leaving a single hair, making it impossible for me to buy any decent teaching materials. I had to try my luck in the nearby populous city-state."


    "Teaching?" Luo En was somewhat puzzled.


    "Yes, I''ve taken a new apprentice."


    As she spoke, the Great Witch gestured toward the woods.


    Following the rustling sounds, a young enchantress appeared, clad in a hooded cloak of indigo and purple, holding a Dark Moon Staff, she trotted quickly from the side of the road in response to her teacher''s call.


    Her true features, perfectly concealed by the hood, gave her an air of mystery.


    Circe glanced at a certain chief disciple who had left without saying goodbye and stood proudly with her hands on her hips, boasting.


    "Hmph, she is quite powerful, her aptitude for magic surpasses yours! She finished in nine months the courses it took you a year to learn..."


    "Bang!"


    However, before Circe could finish speaking, perhaps due to the cloak being too tightly wrapped, which impaired her vision and movements, the short enchantress, who was even shorter than Circe, stepped into thin air and fell right at everyone''s feet.


    Instantly, the atmosphere froze, and Circe''s face stiffened.


    Meanwhile, the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate, who was a mentor, decisively layered a few more enchantments on herself and turned her head away, avoiding the deep gaze of Astraea.


    "The road to War God Mountain is a bit steep, be more careful next time..."


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn''t help but give a bitter smile as he helped his fellow disciple up and unwrapped her tightly-bound purple robe.


    As the hood fell, her light purple hair cascaded down.


    The mysterious enchantress, whose striking and vibrant allure was off the charts, now exposed under the sun, was merely a simple, green, and innocent-looking lass.


    Wearing a plain-colored underdress and her light purple hair tied into a neat ponytail, her pure and flawless light purple pupils and pointed ears, so distinctive from humans and so similar to Circe''s, proved that she was not a pureblood human.


    Seeing the timid embarrassment in the young girl''s eyes and her slight curiosity about her surroundings, Luo En smiled gently, radiating kindness.


    "My name is Luo En, I studied witchcraft with our teacher before you did, little sister. What''s your name?"


    "...Medea..."


    The small loli, who appeared to be around seven or eight years old, timidly glanced at the fellow apprentice before her and answered crisply.


    "Yeah, that''s a nice name!"


    Luo En reached out to pet the little sister''s head, smiling affectionately, but his gaze on the little witch couldn''t help but show a hint of compassion.


    Medea, the daughter of King Aeetes of Colchis, was also an accomplished enchantress who had been taught by the Great Witch Circe and the Witchcraft Goddess Hecate; she was, by blood, the Great Witch Circe''s niece.


    Although the child came from a well-off family and was raised without restrictions, her fate took a monumental upheaval with the arrival of the Argo in search of the Golden Fleece.


    Due to the intervention of Goddess Aphrodite, Medea was cursed with "falling in love with Jason, the hero leading the Argo," in an attempt to flee the country with him.


    On the run, she even committed the atrocity of dismembering her younger brother and scattering his remains into the sea to hold off her father''s pursuing ship.


    As a result, Medea lost a home to return to and began to be despised and loathed by the people around her, even by the heroes of the Argo traveling with her.


    Later, to aid Jason in ascending the throne, Medea unhesitatingly helped him acquire the Golden Fleece and used magic and cunning to kill opponents; but Jason, fearful of her actions, grew increasingly afraid of his wife, who possessed great power and an extreme character under the Power of the God of Love.


    Soon after gaining the throne, Jason chose to abandon Medea, who had made numerous sacrifices for him, opting instead to marry the princess of a neighboring country;


    Ultimately, Medea, with nothing left and facing expulsion, took cruel revenge on Jason.


    She killed the neighboring nation''s princess and her own two children, leaving Jason to live out the rest of his life in agony and misery.


    Since then, Medea rode on a dragon and disappeared without a trace.


    Some say she was driven mad and died under the torment of the Furies, others believe she returned to Aiaia to live out her remaining days, and yet others speculate that she reached the pinnacle of magical research and obtained an immortal body, becoming the queen who reigned over the Netherworld and held dominion over Elysium.


    The above is the life of the enchantress Medea, marked with the tragic hues of being manipulated and played by fate.

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    However, for Luo En, that was an uncertain future, and one that could be changed.


    "Listen to me, wear these large and long robes less in the future, they''re nothing but a hindrance to movement. Mages aren''t posts; flexibility and mobility are just as important to us."


    A senior brother was imparting practical combat experience to his newly acquainted junior sister while peeling off the obviously ill-fitting, inferior mage''s robe from her body and tossing it far into the dense forest.


    Little Medea was naturally overjoyed at this, almost wishing she could clap her hands in delight.


    That thing was stuffy and hot, and if it weren''t for Aunt Circe insisting she wear it for the sake of an enchantress''s dignity, she would never want to be wrapped in such a thick shell all day.


    "My three silvers of Hera!"


    Seeing her aesthetic efforts and labor discarded by two ungrateful disciples, Circe, as their teacher, couldn''t help but let out a wail before turning her head to look at a certain culprit, gritting her teeth.


    "You, you''re purposely opposing me, aren''t you?"


    "How could I? These precious combat experiences are all taught by the Goddess standing behind me."


    Luo En said, pulling Little Medea to the side, smilingly passing the blame to the Goddess who was accompanying them.


    Faced with this deflection of trouble, Hecate first shot an unscrupulous disciple a glance before layers of ripples spread through the surrounding air, her disguise lifted, revealing her true appearance, and her deep purple eyes looked towards a certain disciple with a light hum of displeasure.


    "Circe, you made yourself hard to find."


    "Teacher?"


    Upon seeing the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Circe shrank back a bit, swiftly sidestepped, and ducked behind Luo En, firmly grasping the arm of her beloved disciple and using him as a shield before daring to respond loudly.


    "Aiaia is boring to death, I don''t want to go back!"


    Being the personal disciple of the Goddess of the Underworld Moon Hecate, as well as the Great Witch of Love and Moon, Circe not only ruled Aiaia as its island mistress but also bore the responsibility of ferrying the sea''s departed souls at the border between life and death.


    But after doing this for a millennium or so, Circe had grown tired of it.


    Especially after one of her senior disciples ran away, life on the island seemed to become more monotonous and difficult by the day.


    So, not long ago, Circe took the excuse of travelling to drop her responsibilities, taking her new disciple and little niece with her to have fun in the human city-states.


    As a result, the lack of guidance for the sea''s departed souls led to an imbalance between life and death.


    Thus, Hecate had come all the way to Athens, specifically to arrest this silly bird and bring her back to justice?


    Luo En glanced at the displeased Goddess of the Underworld Moon and had an inkling of understanding, then forcefully withdrew his arm from what felt like a flat plate of steel, unapologetically pushed Circe to the forefront, while he took the oblivious Little Medea aside.


    Such smooth maneuvers, perfectly showcasing the fine tradition of Aiaia''s nurturing and filial piety between master and disciple.


    And as Hecate saw her wayward disciple delivered before her, she decisively grabbed one of Circe''s eagle wings behind her, pulling her to her side and snuffing out the small flame of rebellion in her heart with a cold smirk.


    "Don''t want to do it? That''s not up to you!"


    "Ferrying the sea''s departed souls is just my part-time job! Part-time! If there''s a problem, go find Death God Thanatos first, why catch me?"


    The isolated Circe cursed her two unreliable disciples inwardly while waving her small fists in protest.


    "He''s been caught too, can''t go..."


    "Huh?"


    Hearing this, not only Circe but also Luo En and Astraea looked at each other, bewildered.


    Seeing everyone''s incredulous expressions, Hecate sighed with a sense of helplessness and explained the reason for her departure from the Netherworld and arrival on the surface.


    "It''s true, I''m not deceiving you, Thanatos has been missing for a long time. If it weren''t for the discrepancy between the number of deaths and the souls arriving in the Netherworld, we wouldn''t have even noticed the problem.


    And according to the last message received, he seems to be confined in a place from where he cannot escape."


    "So, Hades has entrusted me to come up here, investigate the situation, and restore the order between life and death."


    After hearing Hecate''s explanation, Luo En and Astraea accompanying her suddenly realized.


    They then understood why Hecate was so secretive about the purpose of her trip.


    After all, the chaos in the Netherworld was not only peculiar but also somewhat embarrassing to speak of.


    Because, the kidnapping of the God of Death was indeed a rather embarrassing affair.


    And once the situation had been clarified, Circe became even more dispirited.


    "Then go find Thanatos, why capture me?"


    "There''s no clue for the moment, so I needed someone for the interim."


    "..."


    Looking at her teacher, who seemed to take it for granted, Circe was left somewhat speechless.


    However, she quickly had an idea, raising a hand to point behind her.


    "How about him? He''s my most outstanding disciple! Surely he can shoulder the responsibility!"


    "..."


    Luo En, looking at his teacher who had just sold him out, was equally speechless and silently criticized in his heart.


    Look at that, the harmonious teacher-disciple relationship on Aiaia, where before a problem everyone was quick to sell their disciple.


    However, to Circe''s suggestion, Hecate only glanced meaningfully at a certain disciple and shook her head gently in refusal.


    "[Death] is not a simple, singular concept but part of fate, under the dominion of The Three Fates, requiring one to interpret the omens of the [Loom of Fate], and also necessitating the use of divinity and authority relating to death to ferry souls and maintain the balance of life and death. Not just anyone possesses these qualifications..."

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    [Death] is governed by [fate]?


    Upon hearing Hecate''s profound explanation, Luo En immediately realized that this secret was meant for him alone and felt a chill in his heart.


    Indeed, Hecate, the representative of [chance], and the Three Fates, who represented [inevitability], had always been engaged in a silent struggle.


    And at the moment, the Three Fates were clearly gaining the upper hand; their authority had even extended into the Netherworld, and Thanatos, the God of Death who had originally been under Hecate''s command, was almost taken from her.


    It was also because of the Three Fates'' attention to [death] that Luo En, as an [uncertainty], naturally could not replace Thanatos''s divine authority. Instead, he should keep a certain distance from this matter.


    "He''s not suitable? Then find another one!"


    At this point, the still-hopeful Circe, seeing that one apprentice was not sellable, immediately turned her gaze to another, vigorously pitching to Hecate.


    "This is Medea, my brother''s daughter. She shares the same blood as I do, gifted and extraordinary in talent. She will definitely become a peerless enchantress in the future. How about her? Surely, there will be no problem!"


    Hecate glanced at her second little apprentice across from her, her gaze briefly touching the little hands that were tightly clutching Luo En''s clothes, and a different interest arose in her purple eyes.


    "That could work, but she''s too young. Let''s wait until later..."


    Feeling the four pairs of eyes on her, Little Medea instinctively shrank back behind Luo En.


    Although she was still young and did not fully understand what Hecate and Circe said, her intuition told her that the two in front of her were harboring some not-so-good intentions toward her.


    By contrast, she felt more secure with this new big apprentice brother she had just met.


    Luo En then patted Little Medea''s head, glared at the two unscrupulous adults across from him, and inwardly cursed.


    I wondered how Medea, just a witch betrayed by others, could become in the legends the queen who reigned over the Netherworld and controlled Elysium. Turns out it''s you two conscienceless elders who dragged her over to toil for you!


    Perhaps it was precisely because of this future assignation that Medea was targeted by the Three Fates, falling into such a tragic end!


    Indeed, if the teacher-student relationship of Aiaia could be summarized in one word, it would be��pitfall!


    Luo En let out another sigh of complex emotions and then interrupted the dispute and prevarication between Hecate and Circe about who would take on duties.


    "Forget it, stop the trouble. Even capturing Circe and bringing her back would only be a temporary fix, and since she''s not without legs, it would be a waste of effort if she ran away."


    Speaking, Luo En''s gaze flickered, sweeping over the contemplative Hecate, and he looked toward the east of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, speaking in a low voice.


    "Why not go take a look at Corinth? You might find something unexpected."


    Hearing that deep and meaningful whisper, Hecate''s mind immediately raced to certain matters.


    It seemed that not long ago, Thanatos had received a private job from Zeus, requested by the Three Fates.


    ��Apparently, for some reason, the vindictive Divine King wanted to use brutal [death] to punish a whistleblower who displeased him.


    Could it be in Corinth?


    Hecate glanced at Luo En''s determined expression across from her, her eyes full of thought, and then she nodded slightly with a smile.


    "Fair enough, I''ll go to Corinth first. You take care of her for the moment."


    With that, the Goddess of the Underworld Moon let go of her struggling apprentice, tossed her to her apprentice in front of her, and reminded with a deep meaning,


    "Someone has to clean up the mess. If she escapes..."


    Hecate''s revealing glance swept over Luo En and Little Medea, the implications clear without words.


    "Don''t worry, this trip will surely be fruitful!"


    Luo En assured her earnestly, watching Hecate''s figure fade away and silently crossing himself in his heart.


    Corinth''s City Builder, Sisyphus, right?


    Brother, take care...

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    Sisyphus was the City Builder and King of Corinth, and legend has it that he once kidnapped the God of Death, causing a world without death.


    So, if nothing out of the ordinary happens, that old brother should be the culprit behind this kidnapping.


    And according to his original destiny, his misdeeds would eventually be exposed, and after having offended Heavenly Father Zeus, kidnapped Death God Thanatos, and deceived Hades, the God of the Underworld, he would receive eternal punishment in the Netherworld.


    Since being caught and punished was just a matter of time, that old fellow, you might as well make a small sacrifice.


    Having successfully diverted the disaster, Luo En muttered to himself and then insincerely offered a few seconds of silence as penance.


    There''s no helping it, one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink.


    "Yo-ho! That woman finally left!"


    An excited cheer interrupted Luo En''s thoughts, as the successfully escaped Circe tiptoed and patted her apprentice''s shoulder with force, loud in her praise.


    "Well done! I really didn''t raise you in vain!"


    Luo En smiled and removed Circe''s claw, revealing a businessman-like face.


    "Teacher, for such a big favor, just saying words seems a little insufficient, doesn''t it? Where''s my benefit?"


    "Yes, yes! Everyone gets one!"


    Circe grinned ear to ear, nodding repeatedly. She immediately pulled out several little cakes from the basket and stuffed them into the hands of Luo En and Astraea,


    Looking at the exquisitely made pastries with the shapes of piglets, gray wolves, white rabbits, and the like, along with a fragrant sweet smell, Astraea became somewhat reluctant to part with them.


    "They''re so cute!"


    "Hehe! Not bad, not bad, you have good taste!"


    Flattered by the compliment, Circe''s pretty face showed satisfaction, and she raised her head in self-congratulation.


    "To make these shapes, I had to create special molds. And inside I''ve added different fillings such as apple, fig, grape, and so on, guaranteeing you won''t get bored with the taste!"


    After hearing this, Astraea couldn''t help swallowing hard, her eyes gleaming, almost wishing to bury her head and devour the little cake in her hand to taste its flavor.


    But a hand reaching from the side pressed down on the head of the Goddess of Justice, who was about to indulge.


    At the same time, the owner of the hand, Luo En, looked toward his enchantress teacher with a skeptical gaze.


    "Other than being delicious, there''s nothing else?"


    "There is!"


    Circe nodded gravely, placing her hand on her flat chest, solemnly proclaiming.


    "That would be my enchantress Circe''s goodwill toward you! Just as the Mingyue circles the sky, my gratitude will always be by your side!"


    Felling a tug at the hem of his clothes from behind by Little Medea, Luo En narrowed his eyes and looked at Circe''s chest where her ''conscience'' should be, smiling broadly as he handed over the little cake in his hand.


    "No need to be grateful, here, help me eat these first, I''ve been avoiding sweets recently."


    "Ah...? Uh... this... well..."


    Circe instinctively took a few steps back, stammering in her response, then glanced at Astraea, who was salivating next to her, and quickly passed the little cakes to the Goddess of Justice with a swift turn of her eyes.


    "I''ve also been having a poor appetite recently; you eat them!"


    "Alright!"


    Upon hearing this good news, Astraea eagerly nodded her head, ready to taste one first.


    "Boom!"


    However, just as the justice-hungry Goddess of Justice raised her hand, War God Mountain was rocked by a dull thump, and clouds of dust billowed out.


    Noisy voices and chaotic turbulence rose and fell.


    "It''s terrible! Two pigs have run amok on the sacrificial ground!"


    "Pigs? Where did they come from?"


    "They just burst from the rooms of Stheno and Euryale, with pink-purple hair and scales of a snake underneath! Are they... the pets of those two?"


    "Never mind that for now, quickly, spread the Suppression Spell and the capture nets, let''s catch them first!"


    "Wait, the Suppression Spell isn''t working? What''s happening? Goddess above! They can actually fly!"


    Upon War God Mountain, two tiny pink-purple pigs spread golden wings on their backs and scuttled about like swift lightning, bumping the priests and diviners who were surrounding and attempting to intercept them, sending them tumbling in all directions.


    Hearing the sounds of wailing and cries for help, Astraea immediately put down the little cake that had reached her mouth, as her sense of justice surged.


    "I''ll go help!"


    "No, no, it won''t cause much damage. Looking at the situation, I reckon it''ll calm down in a bit."


    Circe stopped Astraea, casually waving her hand, her smile carefree as she reassured.


    "Besides, with so many priests and diviners up there, they''ll surely solve it. Better to eat something first to fill your stomach..."


    "Boom!"


    Before Circe could finish her sentence, another thunderous boom emanated from the northeast corner of War God Mountain.


    "This is bad! Pigs! More pigs here!"


    "They rushed out from the backyard of Lady Hestia, golden ones, very small but extremely fast!"


    "This is bad, they''re heading for the Divine Tower!"


    "Defensive Charms! Quick, activate the Defensive Charms, drive them to the uninhabited area in the north!"


    With his excellent vision, Luo En peered through the spreading dust to see three small pigs on the sacrificial ground that seemed familiar, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. Pointing at the little cakes in the basket, he asked in a low voice.


    "Who else did you give these to?"


    Circe pondered for a moment, then counted on her fingers carelessly responding.


    "Well, first, the twin brats with purple hair, speaking so rudely and offensively!"


    "Then there was a little brat with golden braids and a pair of wings on her back, who had the nerve to say her wings were prettier than mine! Outrageous!"

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    "Lastly, there was a half-centaur with golden-brown hair, green eyes, and a rather agreeable personality. He mentioned there were quite a few visitors down the mountain, so I generously gave him a few extra pieces for free..."


    As a certain enchantress tallied up her rather scant three batches of customers, the mountain once again echoed with a muffled thumping sound.


    A giant wild boar with golden-brown fur and standing several meters tall stood up from the collapsed wooden hut, looking around in a daze.


    And on its body seemed to grow a pair of horse''s ears and tail...


    "Yes, that''s the one!"


    Circe turned her head at the sight and couldn''t help but clench her fist in excitement, letting out an exhilarating cheer.


    "Haha! A huge success! The Hygieian Porridge version 7.0 is exceptional!"


    "What effect?" Luo En asked, his voice faint.


    "This version of Hygieian Porridge is a formula I''ve sweat blood to experiment with; it can bypass verbal suggestion and directly impart the animal characteristics I desire into food, and regular poison resistance and magic potion immunity are completely ineffective against it!"


    Circe proudly presented her latest academic achievement, looking at the four pigs running wild on the mountain, her lips curled up in delight.


    "Indeed, it''s impressive, not even deities are immune to its effects," Luo En looked over and couldn''t help but admire sincerely.


    "It''s not perfect yet," Circe humbly moderated her tone upon receiving the praise and regained her meticulous researcher''s attitude, "Although the Hygieian Porridge version 7.0 can temporarily alter even divine attributes, the effects displayed and the duration are still quite unstable and require further study."


    At this point, Circe showed some displeasure.


    "When I initially took out the original Hygieian Porridge 7.0 and ran over to the Academy of Athens for taste tests, those guys, upon hearing its effects, shook their heads and refused, showing no spirit for dedicating themselves to magic. It was very rude!"


    "So, you took that as filling and made little cakes, and then you went to sell them on War God Mountain?"


    "That''s right!"


    Circe nodded vehemently, then, looking at the large half of little cakes still in the basket, her gaze filled with regret.


    "Unfortunately, now only four have bought my little cakes; it seems like the experimental data might not be enough."


    Thereupon, the enchantress cast her eager gaze towards the apprentice and a certain Goddess of Justice before her.


    Having heard the whole story from Circe, Astraea found the little cake in her arms somewhat hot to the touch and quickly stuffed it back into the enchantress''s basket.


    She finally understood why Luo En, by her side, had prevented her time and again from eating these seemingly adorable treats.


    "Hey hey, don''t do that! The ones I gave you have the least side effects. No matter how much you eat, it''s fine, I guarantee you won''t end up like them. Try a piece, just try one!"


    Circe picked up a little cake and continued to peddle it to the two in front of her, undeterred.


    Astraea and Luo En shook their heads firmly while silently blockading the path up and down the mountain, their gaze towards the shameless enchantress peddling her tainted products became grim.


    Suddenly, Circe, caught in the middle, shivered, hugging her basket and shrinking back.


    "Why are you looking at me with such scary eyes?"


    "What do you think?" Luo En said through gritted teeth.


    "Alright, alright, I know I was wrong," Circe quickly raised her hands in surrender, her head drooping in defeat.


    Luo En persisted, demanding to know, "Wrong in what way?"


    Circe paused to think, then carefully answered.


    "Shouldn''t have only found those four on War God Mountain? Should I have spread it out more, selected some control groups?"


    "..."


    Although Luo En was fully prepared for Circe''s nature, he still found himself at a loss for words at her genius-like response.


    "Hopeless..."


    Astraea, standing aside, shook her head, a chill developing in her gaze.


    This kind of incorrigibility wasn''t something that could be changed simply through persuasion and education.


    ��It was time for a heavy hand!


    The nearly flipped Goddess of Justice, with a crack of her knuckles, angrily raised her somewhat itching fist.


    Circe picked up on the thick resentment coming from across the way. In a panic, she ducked behind her beloved apprentice, using him as a shield in front.


    "Wow...wow wow! Luo En, save me!"


    "You want my help? I haven''t even settled the score with you yet!"


    Luo En unceremoniously pried apart Circe''s claws, pushing the shameless enchantress, who was trying to use him as a human shield, in front of him.


    "Heartless! After all the hard work I put into raising you! And to think I''ve been worried about your safety ever since you ran off!"


    Circe clung to her lifesaving straw like a piece of sticky candy, whining and sobbing while making a face as if she was about to cry.


    "I''ve loved you so much! I''ve always cared about you from the bottom of my heart! Had I known, I never would have taken you in... boo-hoo-hoo..."


    Faced with Circe''s drama of crying, causing trouble, and threatening self-harm, Luo En, who had been duped dozens of times since childhood, was now immune to her poisons.


    He first expressionlessly peeled the sticky candy off himself, then pointed to the War God Mountain behind him, where bursts of raging auras soared to the skies, and sneered.


    "No use begging me, even if you want to run, you should ask those victims behind us if they agree."


    At that moment, following the quelling of the chaos, streaks of light shot from the ritual site above the War God Mountain towards the base.


    Angry curses and vengeful words rang out all around.


    "Catch that cupcake seller! Don''t let her get away!"


    "I''m going to pluck off every single one of her feathers!"


    "Knot her wings up and slather them with glue!"


    "..."


    As Circe heard one malicious punishment after another and saw the dangerous light streams drawing closer from the mountain, she realized something was amiss, immediately let go of Luo En, and with quickness, unfolded the Magic Circle Diagram and pulled out two full-body cloaks of the previous style.


    "Medea, put this on quickly! Those guys are catching up!"


    At the same time, a certain unscrupulous enchantress spun her eyes, stuffing the basket full of cupcakes forcefully into Little Medea''s arms.


    "Here, take this too, stick close to him! We''ll split up and run, we''ll reconnect later!"


    Having said that, Circe left her bewildered-looking niece behind, turned, and rushed forward, trying to escape the scene of the crime before the sealing barrier of War God Mountain could completely enshroud the area.


    "Snap!"


    However, a hand that landed on her shoulder gripped her like an iron hook and firmly held her in place.


    At the same time, a ghostly voice came from behind.


    "Circe..."


    "Ouch, what are you doing, I''m trying to escape! Ouch...!"


    Circe instinctively turned her head around, just about to complain when a hand quickly dislocated her jaw.


    Right after, Luo En, having endured more than he could bear, with a dark face, grabbed a basket full of cupcakes and stuffed them into the mouth of the unscrupulous enchantress in front of him.


    She would sell out not only her apprentice but also her niece!


    This woman was beyond redemption!


    "Mmmph!"


    Unable to resist the overwhelming force, Circe, her mouth now full of cupcakes, could only issue a helpless moan, swallowing forcefully and reaping what she sowed.


    A moment later, as a burst of light rippled before them, a little pink piglet oinked and wriggled out from the scattered clothes on the ground, looking around in confusion.


    At the same time, several streaks of light landed.


    Stheno, Euryale, Nike, and several familiar figures rushed forward, teeth clenched in rage as they looked around for the culprit responsible for their embarrassment.


    In the end, everyone''s gaze, half astonished and half delighted, settled ahead.


    "You''re back?"


    Luo En smiled and nodded, then he grabbed the back of the neck of a certain little piglet in front of him, hoisting it up to his eyes and spoke righteously.


    "Enchantress Circe, you are accused of selling dangerous foods, abducting a minor, and framing others to shift blame. In my capacity as an Athenian Magistrate, I now officially file a lawsuit against you. From this moment on, everything you say will become courtroom evidence, and the Goddess of Justice Astraea will judge your crimes fairly!"


    "What? Mmmph!"


    Upon hearing she had been captured, the little pink piglet''s world went dark as she let out a piercing wail and "happily" fainted.

 Chapter 280 196: Sister Ya, Dont! (4.2k)

    Several days later, on War God Mountain.


    In the afternoon, in a secluded residence, the newly appointed young Athenian Magistrate sat at a long table in the courtyard, flipping through a thick stack of case files for review, forming text on sentencing and punishment, making simple records.


    After being busy for three or four hours, he finally reached the bottom of the stack.


    Sitting at the table, Luo En looked at the dozens of pages of densely written parchment in his hands, patiently reviewed and revised them once more, then tossed his work aside, preparing to hand it over to Astraea tomorrow as a reference for compiling the relevant legislation.


    Now, the second-generation Goddess of Justice had already entered the Academy of Athens at the enthusiastic invitation of Athena and begun the preliminary drafting of written law.


    But the beginning is always the hardest, and in an era where "a strong fist makes right," pursuing a perfect judiciary was an exceedingly difficult project.


    Firstly, the lack of legal scholars and a thin awareness of law were significant problems.


    As the former secretary on Crete Island, the protege of Netherworld Judge Minos, and the one who lured Astraea to Athens, Luo En had no choice but to truly accept the appointment of Athenian Magistrate, spending his days going through case files and summarizing the customary laws from over the years.


    But you never know until you look.


    It was only when Luo En actually went through Athens''s case files that he realized how primitive the current laws were; even punishment was characterized by "whimsicality," having nothing to do with so-called "fairness and justice."


    Laziness and stealing vegetables both warranted death...


    A master who killed a slave would either go unpunished, pay with a sheep, or offer a sacrifice of a bull to the gods...


    Those able to supply their own weapons had citizenship rights, could press charges, and receive formal trial; those unable to afford arms had no such rights, often subject to vigilante justice by those of higher status...


    And as for the upper-class divine-blooded nobility and City Builders, they enjoyed criminal immunity in the secular sense...


    In short, these customary laws with no clear standards caused Luo En quite a headache, only after several revisions did he manage to scrape together a few usable laws.


    Even if the outcome differed greatly from what he had envisioned, it was enough to pass the task off tomorrow.


    After finishing up the summary of customary laws, Luo En took a short break, then pulled out several pieces of parchment to begin writing tonight''s fable.


    There was no other way; the Temple of Memory was still hurrying him for submissions.


    Even the nine Muses were now idle and, along with their mother Mnemosyne, had become fans of the "Aesop''s Fables Anthology," eagerly awaiting his updates every day.


    Another half hour of busyness passed, until the setting sun dipped and the glow of nightstones illuminated the darkness around, did Luo En finally stop his fervent writing, then picked up a few tender pieces of lamb from the plate and tossed them into the air.


    "Hoot~~ Hoot hoot!"


    Accompanied by a crisp call, two pure white owls swooped down from the treetops, snatched the tossed lamb, and landed on the desk to feast.


    "Take one of these to the Temple of Memory, and the other to Hestia''s residence," Luo En instructed, as he sorted the handwritten fable manuscripts full of text into two rolls, placed them into two messenger tubes, and sealed them with wax. He then patted the heads of the two messengers and gave them careful instructions.


    These two had different purposes.


    One was to entertain Mnemosyne and the nine Muses, casually prodding the Goddess of Memory in the accompanying letter to settle his manuscript fees and promptly send the nine Muses to Athens to meet with him.


    There was no way around it; compiling books required substantial energy and manpower, and relying on just himself was too strenuous.


    The nine idle Muses in the Temple of Memory might as well come over and work for him, perfecting the previous "Divine Chronicle" and "Sacred Words," and incidentally helping Athens with the drafting of its written law.


    Although unsure of how Artemis''s persuasion of Apollo was progressing or whether Mnemosyne would release her daughters, it was still worth a try.


    The other copy was intended as public reading material for Athena, Medusa, and a few others, delivered through Hestia''s hand.


    It''s not scarcity that provokes discontent, but inequality.


    To prevent future troubles, it was essential to take care of the emotions on both sides ahead of time.


    This was a practical lesson Luo En learned after facing many setbacks.


    Shortly after receiving their "salaries," the two contented owls belched, then happily grabbed the two tubes, and spread their wings towards the vast night.


    Only after the two little creatures had completely vanished from sight, did Luo En finally exhale a long breath and recline back into the chair, slightly relaxing.


    After all the day''s toil, even someone with a Divine Body like himself couldn''t avoid feeling worn out in body and mind.


    But it couldn''t be helped; slow and costly as it may be to invest simultaneously in both intellectual and emotional labor, the virtue was in the minimal side effects.


    He wasn''t keen on being axed by the several women around him before his work was done.


    Especially Athena!


    Ever since he had successively brought home figures like Hecate, Circe, and Astraea, the Goddess of Wisdom had been giving him strange looks of late.


    After bribing Nike with a string of grilled meats and a jug of chilled wine, the girl confided to him in secret:


    �� Athena had recently taken a liking to sharpening her weapons in Hestia''s yard, and would sometimes laugh while doing so, directed at thin air...


    �� All in all, it was rather creepy...


    Nike herself felt uneasy as the person concerned, and Luo En was somewhat chilled just hearing about it.


    Therefore, he didn''t dare continue staying at Hestia''s residence alone and moved out, keeping himself busy with Athens''s legal construction, using official duties as a pretext.

 Chapter 281 196: Sister Ya, Dont! (4.2k)_2

    Athena has a relatively good advantage: she distinguishes clearly between public and private matters.


    When it comes to official business, she seldom allows private affairs to interfere with the public ones.


    As a result, Luo En, who was always busy, led a stable life.


    But this couldn''t go on forever; maybe he should find an opportunity to bond with Sister Athena?


    However, for safety''s sake, it would be best to involve Hestia as well...


    "Ee-ya~"


    Just as Luo En was mumbling to himself, a petite figure squeezed through the door, bathed in moonlight.


    Below the hood, characteristic pointy ears and pale purple hair, along with a primary schooler-like stature, clearly indicated it was Princess Medea of the Colchis Kingdom.


    The not-yet-famous Enchantress stood in the courtyard, awkwardly holding a basket, showing a hint of embarrassment to her senior fellow disciple behind the desk.


    "Auntie refuses to eat, she said if she''s not let out, she''ll starve herself!"


    Luo En glanced at the packed basket and looked up with a sneer.


    "She''s got spirit, huh? Fine, leave the stuff here, let''s starve her for a few days!"


    "Is, is that really okay?"


    Upon hearing this, Little Medea couldn''t help but hesitate.


    "Don''t mind her; she''ll quiet down once she''s made enough fuss." Luo En, picking up another copy of fable stories from the desk, passed it over with a smile, "Here''s a new one I wrote today, see if you like it."


    "Great!" Little Medea''s eyes lit up as she snatched the few pages of parchment and dashed into the house, completely forgetting about her aforementioned aunt.


    She''s still just a child, after all.


    Watching the young Enchantress''s delighted reaction, a certain senior fellow disciple, who was obviously much more mature and steadier (and sneakier and more deceitful), shook his head in silent judgment.


    Obviously, the reason why this girl was willing to run errands for him, delivering hefty prison meals to Circe every day, was not out of any filial piety or mentor-disciple fondness, but simply because she wanted to get the first peek at new fable stories.


    But remembering Circe''s character when she tried to escape, selling out her disciple as bait without a second thought, Luo En, too, was relieved.


    Given that foolish bird''s lack of principles as a teacher, could he really expect her disciples to hold her in high esteem?


    Setting aside the documents in his hand, Luo En remembered the scene when they first met at the base of War God Mountain and couldn''t help but his face darkened.


    Running to Athena''s turf to sell cakes with added ingredients��she really had the nerve to come up with such an idea!


    And to offend Stheno, Euryale, Nike, and Chiron��all in one go��had he not been there to intervene on her behalf under the guise of a public trial, that foolish bird might have been beaten to death by several furious victims.


    Fortunately, Astraea understood his intentions and used the complexity of the case as an excuse to temporarily throw Circe into the Acropolis of Athens'' dungeon.


    However, considering the time, this case should have a resolution by now.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, reached out to grab the basket full of pastries from the desk, and walked into the moonlit night to Astraea''s residence, where he knocked on the door.


    With the creaking of the door hinges, the Goddess of Justice, exuding dampness, emerged.


    Seeing the gold hair wet with droplets and the blue, almost skin-hugging, half-transparent fabric that outlined Astraea''s figure, Luo En averted his gaze and coughed dryly.


    "Were you bathing?"


    "It''s not a problem; I''ve just finished."


    Astraea casually nodded and invited the visitor inside, asking as they walked,


    "You''ve come to see me so late; is there something urgent?"


    "Nothing much, just about the case of the Enchantress Circe selling dangerous food: the details of the case are clear, and the evidence is ample, so it should be possible to close the case."


    Luo En sat at the stone table in the courtyard and got straight to the point.


    Astraea glanced at the pastries on the table, unconsciously furrowing her brows.


    "What do you think the sentence should be?"


    "Three to six months of labor, ordering her to restore the damaged buildings to their original state, and compensating the victims for their economic and mental losses."


    Luo En thought for a moment, then added,


    "Also, she should be prohibited from selling any unapproved food in Athens and stripped of her guardianship over Medea, which I will take over."


    "Then let''s do as you say."


    Astraea nodded gently in agreement, her frown relaxing, lowered her gaze to the opened draft of statutory law on the table, her eyes scanning over a few specific clauses, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.


    No bending of laws for personal gain, rare indeed...


    With his purpose achieved, Luo En was quite satisfied as well.


    This judgment, on one hand, could prevent Stheno, Euryale, and Nike, those little annoyances, from coming to cause trouble, sparing Circe from being killed after her release from prison.


    On the other hand, a six-month sentence is neither long nor short, coincidentally falling within the time Hecate is recruiting for the Netherworld.


    In this way, even if that esteemed ancestor achieves nothing in Corinth and fails to find the kidnapped God of Death, he and Athena, Hestia will have ample reason to keep that silly bird, Circe, in Athens when he pays a visit to War God Mountain in the future.


    After all, if they wanted her to resume her duties on Aiaia, they would have to wait until Circe had served her sentence.


    And for that silly bird, the tasks of serving labor and repairing the city walls were simply too easy.


    She would probably only feel a pinch from the compensation she had to pay.


    If she ends up falling short in the end, it wouldn''t be a big deal to cover the balance for her.


    Luo En went over everything carefully in his mind again, ensuring that nothing had been overlooked, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze glancing over the basket of pastries on the table and murmuring complaints inwardly.


    He had racked his brains for a perfect solution for that silly bird, and yet she was ungrateful.


    Forget it, don''t want to eat, huh?


    If you won''t eat it, I will!


    Luo En grabbed a piece of pastry and bit down hard in a cathartic manner, then spread out a piece of parchment and, with a homemade quill pen dipped in ink, he wrote down the agreed-upon verdict and formally signed his own name as the legislator. He then passed the pen to the presiding Goddess of Justice.


    "If there are no objections, let''s sign it," he said.


    Astraea nodded her head, took the quill pen, and naturally began to write down her divine name.


    However, as soon as she had gotten halfway through, the Goddess of Justice seemed to realize something. She paused her wrist, hastily wiped away the previous characters, and rewrote the divine name ���ҦӦѦ��ɦ� (Astraea).


    "Alright, I''ll take the judgment report now, and first thing tomorrow morning I''ll hand the result to the execution officer," he said.


    Luo En smiled as he picked up the parchment with the fresh ink, tucked it into his chest, and then rose to take his leave.


    Astraea opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to make him stay, but before she could speak, the figure had already disappeared into the moonlight.


    She had been careless...


    The Goddess of Justice looked at the ink stains on her hands, a tinge of annoyance flickering in her eyes.


    But it was just a small writing error, hopefully not so easily noticed, right?


    The Goddess of Justice reassured herself, then closed her eyes, sticking up her right thumb and flipped the gold scales at both ends of the Sword of Justice 180 degrees.


    Suddenly, the profound and immense aura, reminiscent of the starry sky, vanished instantaneously.


    With the opening and closing of her eyes, the sharp aura of unwavering resolution took its place.


    "Ha, is that food? It appears to be the special offering used for honoring the deities during a ritual!"


    Astraea, seeing the delicate pastries in the basket, couldn''t help but light up her eyes and immediately grabbed a piece to shove into her mouth, savoring it heartily.


    Meanwhile, on a certain road.


    Luo En stopped in his tracks, pulled out the judgment report from his chest, and under the brilliant moonlight, his gaze scanned over the dark smudge inch by inch.


    Because it had been smeared so heavily, it was actually impossible to distinguish the original letters.


    But Luo En vaguely remembered the first three letters.


    "���Ŧ�..."


    A single mistake could be excusable, but messing up both the first letter and the subsequent two was highly unlikely.


    Combining the previous oddities and the recent performance of that Goddess of Justice, Luo En had a hunch about the answer.


    Themis?


    Indeed, it was her...


    No wonder Hecate did not dare to act rashly that night.


    Luo En sniffed the faint sweetness in the air, turned back to look at the Goddess of Justice''s residence under the night sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking smile.


    How does the meal taste, Lady Themis?


    Feeling pleased, Luo En stuffed the judgment report into his chest and walked with big strides towards his home in the moonlight.


    But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure standing tall in the courtyard, polishing the gleaming Spear of Victory and smiling faintly at him, baring eight neat white teeth.


    "Back already? You were at Astraea''s, weren''t you?"


    "Gurgle~"


    Looking at Athena walking toward him step by step, Luo En''s throat bobbed, and a cold sweat began to form on his forehead.

 Chapter 282 197: The Inevitable Hatchet Ending (3k words, 7k total completed)

    "Stop, I have something to say!"


    "Do you want me to record your last words?"


    Athena, polishing the gleaming tip of her spear, asked with a smile, approaching her target unhurriedly.


    Seeing the increasingly radiant smile on that face, Luo En shivered without the cold.


    Based on his understanding of this Goddess of Wisdom, the happier she smiled, the harsher her actions would be.


    As Athena was about to reach him, Luo En steeled his heart and hurriedly spoke up.


    "Themis! I''ve just seen the primeval Goddess of Justice!"


    "Oh? Tell me more."


    At these words, Athena''s sparkling eyes shone with intense interest. Setting down her Spear of Victory, she beckoned to Luo En, who was at the doorway.


    Feeling the oppressive aura around him lighten, Luo En glanced at the large expanse of divine light patterns enfolding the courtyard like an iron bucket, and braced himself to walk into the yard.


    He had no choice, but to sell out the primeval Goddess of Justice early, in order to ensure that he would not be turned into a sieve by the goddess catching him in the act.


    Luo En made up his mind, carefully considered his wording a few times in his head, then recounted his recent discoveries and speculations about Astraea.


    Athena listened attentively to the analysis across from her, pondering with bright, thoughtful eyes.


    "Your meaning is, Themis used a certain secret technique you are unaware of to project and house her consciousness within her disciple Astraea''s body. The two consciousnesses can actively switch as needed to deal with different situations," she summarized.


    "Exactly, only this would explain the drastic differences in their behavior and logic from one time to the next."


    "Yes, that would make sense; no wonder I always felt that Astraea''s gaze at me sometimes seemed odd..."


    Luo En inquired subconsciously, "Odd in what way?"


    "Well, it contained pity, resignation, and a hint of guilt..." Athena described briefly through recollection, then concluded, "Basically, like the emotions of an elder caring for the younger."


    Luo En thought for a moment and then understood the complex emotions of Themis.


    After the first Goddess of Wisdom, Metis, was swallowed by Zeus, the primeval Goddess of Justice took great offense, therefore established the law of marriage to restrict Zeus''s authority, and indignantly left Olympus.


    Considering the background of the two joining forces to build Olympus''s new order during the Titans'' war, Metis and Themis were likely old acquaintances with no shallow relation.


    They might even have been close friends.


    And Athena, as Metis''s daughter, appearing before Themis, would inevitably remind the Goddess of Justice of some heartbreaking old affairs, revealing true emotions.


    Observing the expression of someone who had hit the jackpot in front of her, and Athena, leisurely drinking honey water at the table, Luo En suddenly realized.


    "So, you sought me out this time for...?"


    "Just a casual chat..." Athena answered with a smile.


    "Then why were you squatting in my house with a spear?!" Luo En couldn''t help but raise his voice, a look of irritation on his face.


    "I am a goddess of war, isn''t it quite reasonable to carry a spear with me?" Athena blinked and then tossed the Spear of Victory aside and pointed at a golden-haired tot whose form was materializing in the center, her face the picture of innocence, "And look, it''s Nike, you know her, what''s with the fuss?"


    The argument was sound, the justification detailed.


    For a moment, Luo En found himself speechless.


    But seeing the nearly uncontainable teasing glint in Athena''s bright eyes, Luo En realized, not foolishly, that the cunning goddess before him had played him yet again.


    A chalet wouldn''t be necessary, but passing by to vent her frustration was true.


    Understanding the intricacies of it, Luo En gave a resentful look, complaining with a scowl.


    "Lady Goddess, I''ve gone to great lengths to find allies for you to strengthen the Academy of Athens, writing the Codex to educate the Athenians, and you aren''t grateful, but instead, you squat in the garden with a spear to ambush me. Isn''t that a bit too much?!"


    "How could it be? I came specifically to bring you a gift," Athena said with a slight smile, raising her hand to make a gesture, and a beautifully ornate golden Great Cup inscribed with dense spells settled into the palm of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    Seeing that dazzling brightness and the obscure significances it carried, Luo En couldn''t help but be thrilled.


    "The Holy Grail is completed?!"


    "Although I know you have your own plans, to spend so much time and effort just to create a drinking vessel... it really doesn''t fit with the traditional divine concept of using all means to enhance strength," Athena shook her head, tossing the golden Great Cup over, her words tinged with a trace of helplessness.


    In an era of strife and turmoil, using rare materials and a lot of time to create a drinking vessel as one''s sacred object clearly went against the conventional ideology of using all possible means to increase one''s power.


    Even the renowned Goddess of Wisdom could not fully comprehend Luo En''s choice.


    In response to this doubt, Luo En laughed without saying anything, just patiently imbued his own divinity into the Holy Grail in his hands.


    Seeing that she couldn''t get any answers from him, Athena rolled her eyes at Luo En and carelessly reached into the whirling Magic Circle Diagram, humming a tune as she threw a square, silver metal case towards him.


    "Lucky for you, I''ve prepared something else," she said.


    Hearing the crisp clashing sound, Luo En immediately put away the Holy Grail and poked curiously at the silver metal box on the ground, engraved with a pattern of stars and a flame motif.


    "Sacred Robe? Made of silver? You didn''t just throw me a set that no one uses, did you?"


    But as soon as his fingertip touched the surface of the silver metal box, the entire module instantly disassembled into over a hundred precise parts, which automatically flew onto Luo En''s body and merged with him.


    As the silvery-white Sacred Robe completely formed on his body, Luo En felt a majestic and ancient divinity surge into him, pouring into the sixth slot of the gold wheel, faintly outlining the phantom of a flame, and his face subtly changed.


    "This is..."


    "The Altar Seat, specially prepared for you by me and Aunt Hestia,"


    Athena gave a certain someone a disdainful glance and proudly provided an answer.


    Upon hearing the true name of the Sacred Robe on his body, Luo En suddenly understood.


    In Ancient Greek mythology, the Celestial Altar is the ever-burning altar of sacred fire in the Celestial Realm.


    Legend has it that after the Titanomachy, the Olympus faction set up an altar in the heavens to honor the hard-won victory and to signify the eternal brilliance of Olympus like flames, enshrining the sacred fire within it.


    And the first person to light and guard this flame was none other than Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth.


    Therefore, its significance is extraordinary; it represents the beginning of Olympus''s glory and carries the hidden meaning of commanding the stars.


    Likewise, among the eighty-eight sets of Sacred Robes that he and Athena designed, the Altar Seat is one of the few functional ones.


    Not only is the sacred fire that has been burning since the era of mythology stored in the mirror-like guard over the chest, but this Sacred Robe has also been granted special authority by Athena, which can strip any Saint of the right to use their Sacred Robe.


    In other words, the Altar Seat is actually the head and commander of the future entire force of Saints, the de facto representative of the goddess, sworn to protect the sacred fire drawn down from the grand altar of Olympus, ensuring its eternal flame.


    "Are you courting death, daring to touch that thing!"


    Luo En looked at Athena before him in astonishment, pressing his hand against the mirror on his chest, sensing the fire that throbbed and burned in sync with his heart, and felt it somewhat burning to the touch.


    The original sacred fire, Olympus''s eternal glory.


    It civilized the savage, brought light to darkness, and bestowed nobility upon the mundane.


    The reason why the golden race of humanity could emerge from ignorance at an astonishing rate and establish a civilization second only to the gods was not only due to the guidance of Prometheus, the Forethinker, but also related to the sacred fire that Prometheus stole from the Celestial Realm.


    However, the ending was tragic.


    The golden race of humanity and their civilization were obliterated in divine fury, with Prometheus himself still hanging on the Caucasus Mountains, awaiting desiccation.


    With such a harsh precedent in mind, how could Luo En not tremble at heart?


    However, Athena spoke with a tranquil expression, as if everything was under her control, and comfortingly said,


    "Don''t worry, Aunt has already decided to hand over to you the responsibility of guarding the sacred fire and altar, so from now on, this is your normal duty. As the rightful guardian of the Altar Seat, it''s quite normal to be imbued with the scent of the sacred fire, and no one will suspect you."


    "What if?"


    Luo En looked at confident Athena with suspicion, feeling that there was something hidden beneath those bright eyes.


    "There''s no ''what if''."


    Athena made her solemn promise once more, her face blooming with a determined and radiant smile.


    "Because I will intervene, personally teaching you how to control and conceal this power."


    "Teach?"


    Luo En murmured instinctively, and then he saw Athena beckoning him, holding the Spear of Victory that Nike had transformed into, and polishing the tip of the spear leisurely.


    Damn!


    In an instant, as if a current ran through his brain, Luo En suddenly came to his senses and, without hesitation, turned around and bolted.


    He knew all too well that this petty woman never intended to let him off tonight!


    "Buzz~~"


    With the tail of the Spear of Victory slamming down, the surrounding space spiraled into a giant, seemingly sealed-off Labyrinth, pulling the displaying [Goat] back into the base.


    "Class hasn''t even started yet, why are you running?"


    The soft and sweet voice behind him was devoid of any traces of mundanity as Athena, with her shield in her left hand and spear in her right, approached with a smiling grin.


    Cornered, Luo En looked at the radiant smile on her face, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.


    He knew he couldn''t escape a thrashing tonight.


    If that was the case, there was no more to say.


    So what if she''s the Chief Goddess? I''m not a pushover either!


    Luo En let out a roar of anger and despair, fully activated the authority within him, and charged forward with gritted teeth.

 Chapter 283 198 Confess to Lessen the Punishment, or End Up Rotting in Jail

    "Ahh~!"


    The next day, within the residence of the Goddess of the Hearth, a suppressed scream tore through the mist of dawn.


    The human-shaped figure lying on the bed jolted as if electrified, letting out a cry of sorrow.


    "... Be gentle... be gentle, that''s flesh, not dough..."


    "Alright, just bear with it a little longer, it will soon be over."


    Sitting beside the bed, Hestia quickly withdrew some strength from her hand and applied the medicine even more cautiously, while she couldn''t help but complain as she looked at her own lesser deity, who was covered in bruises.


    "Athena was really too much, bullying the lesser with her might, and striking so fiercely at that!"


    "Exactly!"


    Luo En, the victim, also complained indignantly.


    However, due to his excessively vigorous reaction, he carelessly pulled at his wound again, and the piercing pain that followed caused his facial muscles to twitch involuntarily, revealing a grimacing expression of agony.


    It was obvious what had happened in last night''s fight; he had risen to the challenge, only to be instantly overpowered, with little more to be said.


    After all, had he encountered Hermes, who was at the bottom of the ranking, or the brainless brute Ares, perhaps he could have managed a maneuver or two.


    But Athena''s strength was well recognized; she was ranked at the forefront even among the chief gods, and she was also the Goddess of Wisdom who specifically presided over combat and victory.


    Even with Luo En''s remarkable progress, when facing the battle prowess of Athena, he had no choice but to be pummeled into the ground.


    Moreover, that woman had switched to full firepower mode, clearly intending to give him a good thrashing, something she had planned for a long time.


    Recalling last night''s miserable experience of being relentlessly beaten upon finding an opening, Luo En, lying prostrate on the bed, couldn''t help but feel dejected and turned his head to complain to Hestia, who was beside him.


    "And you, why did you give the sacred fire to her?"


    "No, wasn''t it with you?"


    Hestia blinked innocently and patiently explained.


    "Previously, she said she wanted to use the Celestial Realm''s sacred fire to forge a sacred robe for your self-defense, so I infused a part of the sacred fire I was guarding into it."


    "What about you? Aren''t you afraid of being discovered?"


    "It''s alright, this is the same flame that Prometheus stole from the Celestial Realm. As it has been tainted with too much power of human faith over time, forming an independent branch that can no longer be re-absorbed by the Fire of Light, Zeus agreed to let me descend to the Mortal World to manage this spark of fire for the veneration of the gods."


    "I see, I thought you had directly toppled the celestial altar in the realm of gods."


    After hearing the cause and effect narrated by Hestia, Luo En felt a great relief.


    Now was not the time to fall out with Zeus. If they had really smashed the set-up of Olympus, it would have been too conspicuous and likely attracted unnecessary trouble.


    Thankfully, this was Prometheus''s problem from before.


    Even if the sacred fire underwent some subtle changes during its inheritance, with old Prometheus there to face the wind on the Caucasus Mountains, Zeus would not suspect them for quite some time, let alone imagine that his darling daughter Athena had already rebelled to such an extent.


    But to be fair, the increasingly rebellious nature of the Goddess of Wisdom could not entirely be separated from Luo En, the main culprit who incited her.


    "Speaking of which, how is the sacred fire? Did it integrate successfully?"


    At this moment, Hestia, who was sitting by the bed, couldn''t help but interrupt Luo En''s train of thought, curiously asking.


    Luo En nodded, then slightly raised his hand and silently recited the divine words in his heart.


    ����The strong and mighty Fire of Light, the most powerful among all origins, I offer you poetry and wine!


    In an instant, a cluster of golden flames, burning and dancing, emerged in his palm, like a bright lamp that dispelled the cold and illuminated the darkness; it brought warmth to the heart, swept away all negative emotions, and unleashed endless courage from within.


    Looking at the dancing flame in Luo En''s hand, Hestia couldn''t help but exhale in relief, showing a radiant smile.


    "Mhm, it appears to be a success. Now that you have it by your side, I am much reassured."


    Feeling Hestia''s heartfelt concern, Luo En''s heart warmed.


    The Sixth Incarnation����[Fire], this was the physical manifestation of Hestia''s divinity.


    Its function was to purge all negative states and to strengthen one''s own divinity.


    At the same time, it was also the fire of faith linking human civilization, which allowed the user to resonate intensely with the beliefs and thoughts of followers and the public, and thereby gather the spiritual and life forces of the people to transform into immense magic power.


    The purer and more intense the beliefs and emotions of those around, the more powerful the magic they could provide.


    In theory, this was the incarnation with both the highest upper and lower limits, possessing many possibilities.


    Even, with complete development and utilization, it might surpass Athena.


    Feeling as if his bones and muscles were aching again, Luo En gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.


    "If I get the chance, I''m definitely making her taste what it''s like to be thrashed!"


    "No problem, I''ll help you pin her arms and legs down when the time comes!"


    Hestia by his side agreed eagerly, clearly ready to support her subordinate and vent her anger.


    "Is anyone there? I''m coming in..."


    A quiet, contemplative murmur came from outside the door, the familiar tone causing the master and servant inside the bedroom to shiver and hurriedly offer resplendent smiles to the approaching figure.


    Athena looked at the two with their somewhat distorted expressions and asked casually,


    "What are you two talking about that''s so delightful?"


    "Today''s weather is so nice!"


    "Great for sunbathing!"


    Hestia and Luo En instantly responded without thinking.


    They glanced up at the window and the sun that had not yet risen, then quickly looked away, feeling utterly guilty.


    To avoid further embarrassment, Luo En laughed awkwardly and diverted the conversation.


    "By the way, why have you come?"


    "I came to check on you and also to bring you a few letters..."


    Athena smiled faintly and gestured outside.


    Suddenly, several snow-white owls flew into the room, perching on Athena''s shoulders and leisurely preening their feathers.


    Seeing the docile and gentle nature of the little creatures, Luo En felt a twinge of unease, sensing trouble brewing.


    "Hoo-hoo~~"


    As expected, accompanied by cheerful hooting, a few white owls untied the letter tubes from their claws with their beaks and handed them to Athena.


    Their practiced movements made it clear that this wasn''t their first time doing this.


    Traitors!


    Seeing this, Luo En cursed inwardly with grief and resentment before turning despairingly towards the Goddess of Wisdom before him.


    By now, he realized that these owls loitering in the yard were all Athena''s spies keeping watch over him.


    Meanwhile, the Goddess of Wisdom turned the letter tubes in her hand, glancing over the familiar markings with a smile on her face.


    "The Nine Muses, the Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne, the Ocean Goddess Thetis... You have quite the social circle, don''t you? So many people concerned about you?"


    "Well, that''s all because of Lady Hestia''s influence..."


    Luo En explained with a forced laugh, cold sweat dotting his nape.


    "That''s not true! I''m not really close with most of them!"


    Hestia shook her head and snorted in refute, then looked sorrowfully at the invalid on the bed, grinding her teeth in frustration.


    "So, aren''t you going to explain what''s going on with them?"


    "Come on, spill it. It''s just normal interactions, nothing serious... Aunt won''t blame you, there''s nothing to worry about..."


    Athena too advised in a soft and understanding tone.


    Looking at the Goddesses in front and behind him, Luo En swallowed hard and then stood his ground, voicing his grievance with indignation.


    "Isn''t all this for you?"


    "Me?"


    Hearing the counter-question, Athena momentarily paused, startled.


    Taking advantage of Athena''s moment of distraction, Luo En counted off on his fingers with mournful eyes,


    "The Nine Muses and Goddess Mnemosyne are essential for writing books and codices, absolutely vital to win over for the future development of Athens; Artemis was introduced by you guys, it''s not like I''m the only one close to her, and initially, we got together over the matter of Crete Island; as for Thetis, you insisted I went to pluck her feathers, with no prior grudges or grievances, so naturally, I had to mend relations and make reparations, right?"


    As Luo En explained, Hestia nodded repeatedly.


    It did seem to be the case.


    Unconsciously, she noted, this guy had been working so stealthily for Athena''s interest.


    When, in reality, I am his Chief Goddess...


    Goddess of the Hearth felt a surge of acidity in her heart and cast a slightly wary glance at her grandniece.

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    As the alliance that had only just been formed crumbled in an instant, Athena snapped back to her senses, glaring furiously at someone with a silver tongue.


    Inciting strife, so cunning!


    Who taught you that?


    Luo En, hiding behind Hestia, also glared back unapologetically.


    Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist.


    If he had believed Athena''s nonsense, he would have been the real fool!


    Not to mention what would happen if the business with the Nine Muses and the Goddess of Memory were to be fully exposed, let alone his little mishaps with Artemis, he wouldn''t be able to get out of bed for months.


    By that point, it wouldn''t just be Athena he''d have to worry about, but a multitude of gods joining in on the beating.


    So, if he wanted a way out, he had to resist to the very end!


    As long as he didn''t admit anything and they didn''t catch him red-handed, then he hadn''t done anything!


    Fortunately, he was cunning enough always to be careful with his words in letters that were public, never mentioning his more-than-friendly interactions with the goddesses.


    Thus, even if Athena, using her owl spies, had found some clues, she had no concrete evidence.


    And, as the Goddess of Wisdom indeed had no substantial handle on him, she could only show weakness helplessly.


    "Sorry, it seems I have overthought..."


    After apologizing, Athena paused for a moment, looking meaningfully at the patient lying in bed.


    "Still, I must remind you, the goddesses of Greece are not to be trifled with. Don''t get too involved with them, especially several at the same time..."


    "Exactly!"


    Hestia also profoundly agreed with this point, nodding vigorously in assent.


    Seeing Athena unable to succeed in her scheme, she naturally began thinking about retreating.


    "Alright, let him rest for now, Aunt, I have something to discuss with you outside."


    "But, I still need to apply the medicine..."


    "No worries, let Nike do it."


    With that, Athena tossed the medicine bottle to Nike, who was nearby, and left the room, dragging the reluctant Hestia with her.


    Watching the two goddesses walk away, Luo En heaved a sigh of relief, feeling like a burden had been lifted.


    He knew that, no matter what, he had somehow gotten through this ordeal.


    But lying on the bed for so long had caused his muscles to stiffen and ache, giving him an uncomfortable feeling of soreness.


    Suddenly, Luo En''s eyes fell upon the pair of little feet moving about under the bed, and an idea struck him.


    "Nike, come here, I have a job for you."


    The little Goddess of Victory, who was applying medicine, tilted her head and asked with curiosity when she heard her name called.


    "What''s up?"


    "Come up here, step on me!"


    "Huh?"


    Nike, who had never heard such a peculiar request, looked utterly bewildered and zoned out.


    "Two boxes of pastries, one bottle of honey wine!"


    "Deal!"


    Under the blatant bribe, the little girl immediately forgot her hesitation and cheerfully jumped onto the bed.


    A quarter of an hour later, the bare little feet kept falling.


    "Mhm, to the right... to the left... a bit lower, it''s okay, don''t be so careful, a bit harder, yes, I can take it, ah, comfortable... comfortable..."


    Luo En, lying on the bed, hummed with pleasure as he directed the not-too-light, not-too-heavy steps right on his sore muscles. Even through his clothes, the soft touch was immensely relaxing.


    Nike, standing on Luo En''s back, walked across different muscle groups as if strolling on a regular path, sneaking peeks downwards at someone who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying a kind of lax expression, a huge question mark popping up in her little mind.


    Does doing this really feel good? She couldn''t understand...


    But it didn''t matter, as long as she had treats!


    Thinking of the food she had earned on her own, Nike couldn''t help but beam with joy, unconsciously moving forward.


    "Stop... um... stop, you don''t have to do this part."


    On the bed, Luo En''s face was contorted as he mumbled a reminder.


    "Okay..."


    Nike, snapped back to reality when she realized she had accidentally stepped on her employer''s face, hastily lifted her little feet and changed direction.


    As his face was freed from the small feet, Luo En rubbed his cheek and felt a strange sense of longing.


    While I don''t have such peculiar tastes, I must admit this novel experience is truly exhilarating.


    Especially considering the one hopping about on him was a very appealing and adorable little goddess.


    Muttering to himself for a while, Luo En found a more comfortable position to lay in and closed his eyes, savoring the back-walking service from the little loli to his heart''s content.


    With Hestia and Athena not at home, after all the hardship he had endured, couldn''t he just enjoy himself for a bit?


    The increasingly self-indulgent magistrate mused to himself as he reveled in the moment.


    "Hmm? This looks like fun, shall we try it too?"


    With the curious question, Euryale and Stheno slipped into the room. Seeing the two figures on the bed engaged in some kind of game, they looked eagerly interested.


    Stepping on this bad guy was something they had dreamed of doing!


    Glancing at the standard loli silhouettes of Stheno and Euryale as well as those pale little feet, Luo En immediately closed his eyes, sinking into this decadent pleasure of life, emitting a contented snort.


    "Sure!"


    Being serviced by three lolis at once, tripling the enjoyment, he was quite looking forward to it.


    Right when he closed his eyes, eagerly awaiting the new experience, a joyful counting echoed close to his ear.


    "1, 2, 3!"


    Luo En''s brow furrowed slightly, a bad premonition suddenly rising in his heart.


    The next moment, lavender hair fluttered, two petite figures leaped high.


    "Boom!"


    Suddenly, dust rose, and the entire bed shattered to pieces. Stheno and Euryale, feeling an odd sensation beneath their feet, gleamed with excitement, clapping and cheering triumphantly.

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    That''s right, this is the feeling!


    Awesome!


    An inexplicable sense of relief made the cheeks of the two little girls flush with excitement, and they couldn''t help but tiptoe again, stepping a few times on the humanoid figure lying motionless on the ground.


    "You, two!"


    Instantly, the humanoid figure beneath their feet climbed out of the broken wooden planks of the floorboard, its teeth clacking, and its sinister tone seemed to freeze the air around it with ice chips.


    Oh no!


    With their vigilance maxed out, Stheno and Euryale saw Luo En''s face as black as the bottom of a pot and realized something was wrong, so they turned around and ran.


    "Stop right there, I''ll kill you!"


    However, with the delightful experience completely ruined, Luo En could no longer bear it, leaped up from the ground, and, despite the ache in his body, chased after the two mischeivious Medusas all around the yard.


    Seeing Luo En genuinely angry behind them, Stheno and Euryale ran while looking back and spoke in their defense,


    "Why are you chasing us? It was you who let us step on you, and you felt really comfortable when Nike did it, right?"


    "Are these the same? That was a massage, you are committing murder! And suddenly taking a leap to speed up? You two stop, I promise I won''t kill you!"


    Veins pulsed on Luo En''s forehead, and under his skin, the bluish-black blood vessels writhed like earthworms, his eyes nearly shooting fire.


    However, Stheno and Euryale were not foolish; they knew they were in for another whipping if they fell into this guy''s clutches, so they kept running with glee.


    Three figures, one big and two small, chased and fled, knocking over a multitude of bottles, jars, and furniture along the way, turning the entire yard into chaos.


    As these two groups harassed the poor house, another round of knocking came from outside the door.


    All three of them shivered at once.


    Luo En quickly fixed the bed and dove under the covers, while Stheno and Euryale swiftly set the overturned items in the courtyard and the house straight, then one picked up a bottle of medicine and one picked up a pastry, posing as if ready to serve attentively.


    As Nike, who was pushed to the side, opened the door, a tall purple figure walked in, and the three instantly relaxed their tense nerves, letting out a long breath.


    "Medusa? It''s you, you scared us to death."


    Stheno and Euryale gave their little sister a white look, their eyes showing reproach.


    They thought it was Hestia returning to beat someone up.


    "Are you all here?"


    Medusa glanced at the three inside the room, her gaze falling on the medicine bottle and food in their hands, and discreetly pulled back her hand holding a basket, casually speaking.


    "It''s nothing, I was just passing by for a visit, you go on with your..."


    As she turned to leave with an excuse, Medusa couldn''t hide the slight disappointment on her face.


    "Wait, you came at the right time, here''s your stuff!"


    Yet, before Medusa could step out of the room, Stheno and Euryale rushed up and shoved the medicine bottle and pastry into her hands without discussion.


    Having just seriously offended the guy inside, they dared not stay any longer.


    For the sake of their own snake skins, it was more important to run.


    And to completely remove their sister''s worries, Stheno and Euryale unceremoniously grabbed Nike, who was drooling over the treats.


    "Nike, let''s go!"


    "But the master said..."


    The little girl remembered Athena''s instructions and couldn''t help but hesitate.


    Stheno and Euryale exchanged a look, then spoke nonchalantly.


    "Speaking of which, isn''t there a dessert shop with a good taste down the mountain?"


    "Yeah, not only does it taste super good, but they also give you a cup of honey water with every box..."


    "I want to go!"


    Suddenly, before they could finish, the salivating Nike completely succumbed, eagerly taking her two close sisters by the hand and dashing down War God Mountain.


    A moment later, the silent room was left with only two opposing figures.


    After a brief silence, Luo En smiled slightly and took the initiative to speak.


    "You''ve grown up, Anna."


    "Hmm..."


    Hearing that familiar address, a nostalgic smile appeared on Medusa''s face, her cold expression melting away as she finally mustered the courage to step into the bedroom.


    Approaching the bed, the purple-haired goddess set aside the medicine bottle she had just taken and brought out an even more delicately carved wooden box. As she opened the lid, revealing the dark red ointment with a rich medicinal fragrance inside, she explained softly.


    "Knowing you were hurt, I specially went to ask Doctor Asclepius from the Academy of Athens to mix some ointment."


    Smelling the faintly familiar bloodiness in it, Luo En sighed.


    He didn''t need to think to know the ingredients of this ointment.


    This girl hasn''t changed at all, no matter how much she grew up.


    ��Whenever she wanted to do something good for someone, she never spared any expense.


    But in the end, Luo En didn''t speak out any words of blame, just showed a faint smile.


    "Perfect, help me test the efficacy of the medicine."


    "Okay!"


    Medusa nodded vigorously, scooped out a portion of the dark-red ointment, and carefully applied it to Luo En''s bruises and swellings.


    A smile of genuine happiness blossomed on that cold face, radiating satisfaction and comfort.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, outside.


    Stheno and Euryale, perched on the wall with their rectangular-pupiled magic eyes wide, gazed into the distance, taking in Medusa''s performance and the situation between the two inside the house, feeling utterly bored with the pureness of the plot, more insipid than plain water.


    Is this it?


    Muttering to themselves, Euryale was the first to grumble in dissatisfaction.

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    "Just applying medicine after all that setup we did for her!"


    "Tch tch, hasn''t our Little Medusa always been like this?"


    Off to the side, Stheno, the eldest sister, sat on the wall with her fragrant cheeks propped up in her hands, her pale feet swinging in the air, and a slight downturn at the corners of her mouth, a hint of displeasure twinkling in her eyes.


    It was the disappointment of not getting the entertaining show they had hoped for, unable to revel in the fun.


    As the sister who had watched her siblings grow up, no one knew better than her Medusa''s inherent pessimism and timidity.


    A textbook case of standing still but moving backwards.


    The second sister, Euryale, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, her face synchronously taking on an extra dose of mischief.


    "Giggle, it''s understandable, this child has indeed grown much stronger, but her nature hasn''t changed a bit, never proactive or confident enough."


    Between sneers, Euryale glanced at her own modest chest and petite frame, then remembered Medusa, who always followed her and Stheno around, worrying about her height and breast size, and her smile gradually solidified, her silvery teeth unconsciously grinding against each other.


    Feeling inferior because of their height, bothered by their good physical development, scared of their many scales, and afraid to lift their heads to look at people because they can''t control the might of their magical eyes...


    These traits that they, as her elder sisters, wanted more than Medusa did, yet that girl was never satisfied and constantly wallowed in self-pity before them.


    No, that''s wrong, it''s flaunting! Shameless flaunting! How infuriating!


    Inhale... exhale...


    Calm down, calm down!


    How could we be so envious of this child as to always harbor ill intentions and play tricks on our own sister?


    We have always done it with absolute good intentions!


    For instance, right now?


    As mighty and covetous Gorgon deities, to let her live like a doormat, that just won''t do!


    Empowered by her action motive, Euryale suddenly felt a strong sense of mission, her cute face gleaming with an excited flush.


    And the impulse to try her luck...


    "Great sister, she didn''t bite."


    "No problem, we have Plan B!"


    Stheno''s lips curved upwards, sketching a pleased arc, then she beckoned Euryale, who had just jumped down from the wall.


    In the spreading dusk, the two Gorgon beauties sneaked quietly to a small house at the foot of the mountain, surreptitiously knocking on the door


    Seeing the young physician with silver-white hair, wrapped head to toe in a sealed black work suit, emerge from the house, Stheno and Euryale crowded around him, eagerly reaching out their hands.


    "Hey, hand it over quickly!"


    "Are you certain you want this medicine..."


    Asclepius furrowed his brow, intending to confirm the patient''s request once more.


    However, before he could finish, Stheno and Euryale snatched the suspicious little bottle containing the pink potion from his hand and ran off without looking back.


    Forget it, since it involves the patient''s privacy, it''s better not to know.


    After all, this was a fair transaction.


    Looking at the two bottles of Blood of Gorgon that still retained their warmth in his hand, Asclepius shook his head and turned to go inside the house.


    With a twist of the fluorite lamp, the dark studio lit up.


    The future Medicine God, preparing to immerse himself in work as usual, looked into the thermobox inscribed with secret runes at the writhing, excitedly mating snakes, and frowned slightly.


    It''s been three days, hasn''t it?


    The potency of the medicine was a bit unexpected; perhaps he should have told them that it''s best diluted...


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    As night fell, Medusa carried the ointment and food into the house to continue her routine of caring for the patient.


    The exquisite food meticulously cooked by Hestia maintained its consistently high standard, and the pastries specially provided by the Great Temple not only held the original flavor of Crete Island, but also hinted at a sweet, novel taste.


    Was that... honey added?


    Unable to resist, Luo En indulged in a few more pieces before obediently lying down on the bed to await treatment.


    Medusa sat by the bed, scooped out the red yet slightly pink ointment from the box, and evenly applied it onto the bruises on Luo En''s back and chest.


    Her soft fingertips slid over the freshly healed tender flesh of the wound, delivering a wonderful sensation, and the slightly cool body temperature of the snake further heightened the sensory stimulation.


    Refreshing!


    Luo En mentally exclaimed with pleasure, comfortably stretching his muscles and bones, allowing the medicine to penetrate through his skin and disseminate throughout his body with the flow of his blood and energy.


    Soon after the medicine had been applied, a tingling, itchy sensation emanated from the affected areas, as if the flesh was regrowing and healing.


    Is this... almost healed?


    As Luo En muttered to himself, the itching on his body intensified, as if ants were gently gnawing at his wounds and skin.


    At the same time, the blood in his body began to circulate faster, and a strange sense of heat intensified steadily.


    Luo En shifted uncomfortably, turning his head to look at Medusa with a frown, "Um, is this medicine expired?"


    "Not at all, big sister and second sister just got it from Asclepius this afternoon." Medusa replied instinctively, then quickly added, "They said it''s a new formula with better effects and it doesn''t leave scars."


    Hearing Medusa''s explanation, Luo En''s heartbeat slowed, his throat feeling a bit dry.


    "You believed them?"


    "..." Medusa paused for a moment, then as if something dawned on her, her face darkened and she stood up indignantly, "I''m going to find them!"


    Luo En held Medusa''s shoulder as it lifted, showing a chilling smile towards the door, "No need, I''ll handle it!"


    Moments later, the fluorite lamp inside the room suddenly went out, and the courtyard was engulfed in darkness and silence.


    "Why isn''t there any noise?"


    "Weird, even the window is covered."


    Two slight figures lurking on the wall, not hearing the commotion they had expected, craned their necks, looking puzzled at the pitch-black courtyard.


    "Maybe the dosage wasn''t enough?"


    "It must be!"


    "Then let''s add a bit more!"


    After whispering to each other, they both flashed mischievous smiles.


    Suddenly, Euryale nocked an arrow to her bow, while Stheno hung a small crystal bottle on the arrowhead.


    "Whoosh!"


    The bowstring vibrated, and the swift sound of the arrow cutting through the air echoed into the night, as the neatly crafted arrow carrying the small potion bottle flew towards the pitch-black bedroom.


    However, before the arrow could land, a hand firmly grasped the shaft, and purple eyes instantly locked onto the two sneaky figures on the wall, laughing menacingly.


    "Found you!"


    "Run!"


    Realizing that something was wrong, Stheno and Euryale didn''t bother lingering to see the chaos unfold, and hurriedly scrambled down the wall, attempting to escape the scene of the crime.


    But as a gust of wind blew past, a pair of iron pincer-like hands grabbed their shoulders.


    "Trying to run? Get back here!"


    Luo En, who had activated the "Goat" Divine Speed, huffed coldly and pulled the two little devils from the top of the wall into the room.


    Meanwhile, Medusa briskly closed the door and, with a stern face, cast a binding spell on her two mischievous sisters.


    Freeing up his hands, Luo En pressed for an answer without any courtesy, "The antidote? Hand it over!"


    "What antidote?" The sisters blinked, feigning innocence.


    Luo En ruthlessly exposed their ruse, raising the pink potion bottle in his hand with a snort of inquiry.


    "Then what is this?"


    "A restorative!"


    Stheno and Euryale asserted with conviction, obviously rehearsed.


    "I see..."


    Luo En smiled faintly, as if accepting their explanation.


    However, his smile quickly faded, and with lightning-fast speed, he dislocated their jaws with his hands, uncapped the bottle, and poured the remaining half-bottle of suspicious pink liquid into the mouths of Stheno and Euryale.


    "Cough cough!"


    As their jaws were reset, Stheno and Euryale coughed violently, tasting the strange sweetness in their mouths, and their faces paled as their voices trembled.


    "What... what are you doing?"


    "Aren''t you two saying it''s restorative? Such good stuff; how could I heartlessly enjoy it all by myself? Naturally, it''s only fair that you two get a boost as well, to help fertilize the family soil," Luo En retorted, glancing at the barren chest of Stheno and Euryale, his eyes filled with disdain that infuriated the two sisters so much they wished they could bite this man to death on the spot for the great humiliation.


    Yet Medusa, as the younger sister, showed no mercy as she firmly held down her two elder sisters'' shoulders, choosing to join in on the torment.


    Luo En scanned the resentment in the eyes of Stheno and Euryale and chuckled coldly, gesturing dismissively.


    "Alright, cut the act. We''re all poisoned now, so you''d better hand over the antidote quickly so we can all take it together��then it''s a win-win situation."


    "We really don''t have an antidote..."


    With faces full of grief and injustice, Stheno and Euryale finally blurted out the truth under Luo En''s suspicious gaze.


    "Spiritual Medicine?!?!" Luo En''s pupils shook violently upon hearing the details, staring at the emblem of the Medicine God on the crystal bottle��a staff entwinned by two snakes, leaving his previously calm face to lose its composure as his heart pounded uncontrollably.


    A product from the future Medicine God��this stuff must be potent, right?


    "Asclepius? Did he leave any message or anything when he handed the medicine over to you?"


    "Yes, yes!"


    Hearing that gritted question, Stheno and Euryale shrank their heads and hurriedly fished out a wrinkled prescription from their bodies.


    It was a thin booklet.


    Luo En subconsciously snatched it away and browsed through the graphics and analyses within, then couldn''t help but freeze.


    This... what the hell is this?


    Luo En couldn''t help but flip through it quickly, frowning deeply and mentally ranting.


    On the parchments, rows of twisting, purplish-red long worms intertwine, contorting into various positions.


    Even more bizarrely, at the head of the long worms are what appear to be human female heads, and they spit out forked snake-like tongues �C altogether quite abstract.


    This made Luo En even wonder if he had picked up some sort of ''Secrets of the Worms'' type of Cthulhu-esque textbook illustration that would make one lose Sanity Points just by glancing at it.


    Fortunately, there was also a written explanation.


    "The mating methods and duration of the serpent deities are unknown, but it''s observed that snakes mate for a long duration," the text read. "One can reference similar postures to speed up the process.


    Figure one, ''Giant Serpent Coiling Roots'', the male uses his residual hind limbs to scratch the female to draw attention, mating only on one side, while the other serves to grip;


    Figure two..."


    Huh?


    Luo En seemed to realize something, closed the booklet, and looked at the cover.


    The crooked handwriting resembled that of a crawling creature smudged with ink scrambling across paper, quite distinctive, making Luo En doubt Asclepius''s mental state while compiling this prescription.


    Eventually, he read the content on the cover slowly and clearly, relying on his intuition and experience.


    "Snake... Species... Mating... Suggestion... Book?"


    "Mating?"


    The two serpent women, who had only glanced at the prescription hurriedly, suddenly had an epiphany, clenching their fists and smashing them into their palms.


    So, that tangle of worms sticking their tongues out at them weren''t earthworms or nematodes��they were snakes...!


    Wait!


    Suddenly, Stheno and Euryale seemed to realize something, looked up sharply, and stared at the booklet in shock.


    A snake mating suggestion book?


    What the hell do we need this for!


    In an eerie silence, the three of them had blackened faces as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    "I��I feel a bit hot..."


    A suppressed murmur came from behind, and Luo En instinctively turned around to face Medusa, her cheeks flushed and her body restlessly twisting, her clear, fair skin emanating an enticing rose-red glow, her gaze growing increasingly hazy.


    "Anna, you too..."


    "Uh, the food and pastries she had earlier also contained..."


    Stheno and Euryale weakly explained, exhaling hot air with tongues that couldn''t stop giving off heat.


    Pastries? Food? Salve?


    Luo En looked toward the empty boxes at the bedside and felt his throat constrict.


    He seemed to have used all of them...


    If Medusa, who was first to be affected, was showing such obvious symptoms, then wouldn''t they...?


    The three of them exchanged gloomy looks, feeling the blood rush fiercely through their bodies, their breath tinged with shades of pink, and the looks they gave each other began to sear with heat.


    Simultaneously, their blood boiled scorchingly like magma, frantically converging toward certain organs.


    "Luo��Luo En... I feel so hot..."


    In the indistinct murmur, the tall and cold figure staggered into the arms of her male counterpart, her hot breath feeling like it burned, her hazy purplish-red snake eyes brimming with intense longing, like currents of clear water.


    Damn it!


    As Luo En struggled to deflect, his footing stumbled, and he suddenly tripped and fell.


    Luo En looked back at the two purplish-red snake tails that had tripped him and then at Stheno and Euryale undulating their waists as they slithered towards him. The twisted illustrations of that bizarre prescription book reflected in his mind, and he almost didn''t know whether to laugh or cry.


    Fuck! Giant Serpent Coiling Roots! Learning on the fly, huh?


    It seemed that because the patients seeking the medication were Stheno and Euryale, the medicine Asclepius prescribed had a particularly pronounced effect on serpent-kind.


    At this moment, Medusa, who had taken it first, as well as Stheno and Euryale, who had consumed the most, surged forward and overwhelmed the only male in the room.


    As the situation completely spun out of control, Luo En decisively hardened his heart, picked up the three serpent women wriggling on him, and threw them straight onto the bed.


    Forget it, first "Cure"!


    Hum!


    Several Runes inscribed in Hermes Script descended, activating the protection Spells around the small house. Streaks of light from the Runes began to flicker on and off, forming a light screen that sealed the house from the outside in.


    Under the relentless surge of the pink potion, the pink mist secreted by breath and sweat inside the house visibly thickened at a rapid rate. By a miraculous property, it merged with the ether in the air, completely transforming the entire sealed space into a nest brimming with desire.


    On the ground, the wrinkled booklet fluttered open to reveal its last admonition.


    The "Spiritual Medicine" named after "love" came from the hands of one well-versed in medicine.


    Its potency was so strong that even deities couldn''t resist.


    However, should you wish to use it, please be very careful.


    For the emotions hidden within one''s heart could erupt into uncontrollable wild love, consuming both you and the one you cherish to ashes...

 Chapter 288 201 The Day of the Defeated Dogs Rage (2.8k)

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    Creak...


    Creak...


    Creak......


    Early in the morning, Hestia stood outside the door in a daze, listening to the sounds of wooden furniture violently shaking coming from the room, her expression uncertain.


    Eventually, after standing for half an hour, the Goddess of the Hearth bit her cherry lips and kicked a piece of broken stone in the yard with a force comparable to a cannon.


    "Owww~!"


    In the distance, a Golden Hound, which had been flirting with a cute little female dog, yelped and was sent flying.


    Immediately after, seeing her master''s murderous expression, it hurriedly scampered to Hestia''s side, its tail between its legs, whimpering pitifully.


    Masters and pets, they are all the same!


    Hestia cursed inwardly in annoyance, then coldly kicked the Golden Hound''s rear and pointed towards the wooden hut.


    "You! Guard the door! Don''t let anyone in! Otherwise, I''ll stew you tonight!"


    "Woof!"


    Driven by the will to survive, the Golden Hound took its position firmly in front of the door, nodding its head furiously.


    You''ll all settle accounts with me later!


    The frustrated and sour Goddess of the Hearth glared at the hut, which was nearly shaken apart, mustered her Authority, and set up another layer of protective spells to conceal her presence before turning around with a dark face and heading to the Academy of Athens below the mountain.


    Three days later, inside the academy''s dining hall.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, in charge of cooking, directed Circe, the Great Witch who was there to serve her sentence, as well as the unsupervised Little Medea and Nike, to lift pots and pots of rich dishes to the serving window.


    The students, like marionettes, sat at their seats, numbly stuffing their bellies.


    And their barely conscious tongues vaguely informed them.


    The food today is both salty and bitter...


    Snore... Snore...


    With the arrival of soup, several snorting little pink pigs appeared on the students'' seats. Everyone efficiently caught the piglets, tied them up, and sent them to the private clinic of Asclepius, the substitute teacher for medical classes.


    On the way, the piglets let out shrill screams and struggled frantically, their human-like eyes showing waves of terror.


    However, the students tasked with transporting them skillfully took out cloths and stuffed them in the pigs'' mouths. As soon as Asclepius opened the door, they dumped the pigs inside with a clang.


    "Wait..."


    Asclepius frowned slightly and huffed in displeasure. The students at the door immediately stiffened, feeling a chill running down their necks; they turned around like rusty machines, their faces holding smiles uglier than crying.


    "Remember to handle them gently next time. The samples are very precious lately, do you understand?"


    The students nodded frantically, fearing that if they were a second slow, they would be dissected on the surgery table by this temperamental medical madman.


    "Alright, finish your meal and go to class."


    The Medicine God instructed earnestly, his attitude strict.


    Feeling as if they had been granted amnesty, the students exchanged glances with the piglets that said ''good luck to you,'' then scattered in all directions.


    After watching the students leave, Asclepius turned back to the few pink pigs that had been delivered and shook his head in dismay.


    Tsk, their resistance to the negative Magic Potions is getting higher, making the materials sent over recently decrease.


    Well, let''s make do.


    Asclepius closed the door, turned on the fluorite lamp, gently placed each pink pig on the hospital bed, and then...


    ...used the Suppression Spell and chains to fix them into the standard "big" character.


    Amidst the clinking of bottles and jars, the fully-equipped medic shook several transparent vials with different-colored glows and approached the bed, asking the patients with patience and gentleness,


    "I''m going to save you now, if you agree, blink."


    A tender and heartwarming atmosphere enveloped the room, as the eyes of patient and doctor met.


    Five minutes later.


    "Ah, blinked! Don''t worry, just cooperate with the treatment, and I will cure you soon."


    "Puuh...!!"


    The piglets'' eyes bulged with blood, raw and sore, angrily communicating "kind blessings" to this dedicated and patient doctor in their native tongue.


    As the vials of potions, so pink they were chilling, green they made one anxious, blue they caused melancholy, were brought to their mouths, the piglets let out hysterical screams, all of them struggling with their hooves.


    It was like being in a slaughterhouse.


    Meanwhile, Chiron, sitting in the dining hall, heard the faint piercing screams of the pigs. His hand shook, and the soup spoon fell into the bowl.


    Staring at the thickly fragrant porridge, the Centaur Sage swallowed, lifting his somewhat stiff head towards the two cooks behind the stove, his heart bitter.


    Since the chefs were switched three days ago, the entire staff and students'' meals had been an ordeal.


    The dining hall''s food was either too salty or too bland to swallow.


    The head chef Hestia, while chopping meat, was surrounded by black mists, as if she harbored deep hatred towards the vegetables on the shore. In just a few meals, she had already ruined seven knives and shattered eight chopping boards.


    But Circe, who was responsible for making the soup, was even more extreme. Committed to her craft, she would always toss a bunch of messy magic potions into the mix.


    So, after drinking the concoction brewed by the Great Witch, the staff and students experienced not just minor issues like diarrhea but a cascade of side effects��numbness, confusion, sluggishness, and pig-like transformations.


    The ones with weaker resistances had fallen victim several times.


    Similarly, Asclepius, who was in charge of diagnostics and treatment, wasn''t exactly a saint either. Eager to obtain human experimentation results for various magic potions, he colluded with the two cooks and created a disastrous cycle of self-sustenance. The unfortunate faculty and students of the Academy of Athens became the unwilling tools for their venting and drug trials.


    Though the three of them exercised a modicum of restraint, preventing situations from reaching life or death extremes, they still managed to increase the faculty and students'' resistance to side effects from magic potions in the process.


    But the experience of being repeatedly tormented, both physically and mentally, by both parties was worse than death.


    Eating a meal required being on tenterhooks, life had become unbearable!


    Under the teary-eyed surveillance of the whole canteen''s staff and students, Chiron, who was temporarily handling the academy''s administrative affairs, reluctantly stood up from his seat and headed to the kitchen, intending to offer a few words of persuasion.


    "Pff!"


    However, with a dull roar, a shiny kitchen knife split the half-meter-thick marble countertop in two.


    Chiron glanced at Hestia''s gloomy face and immediately withdrew the foot he had stepped forward, promptly returning to his original seat, while "accidentally" sweeping the barley porridge on the table into the trash can.


    There was no helping it. Goddess Athena had some business in Olympus, leaving Hestia to cover the sky with one hand throughout Athens.


    Further, with the Great Witch Circe and the Goddess of Victory Nike all under her command.


    Seeing even the wise Chiron defeated, the people of the Academy of Athens, though inwardly bitter, had no choice but to submit to the despotic rule of the now-corrupted Goddess of the Hearth, venting their frustrations in muffled grumbles.


    Big sis, why not take your frustrations out on whoever is bothering you? Why victimize us?


    "Crackle!"


    As people were privately mourning their plight, a piercing metallic tremble echoed from a corner, the sharp noise almost piercing everyone''s eardrums, causing the faculty and students of the Academy of Athens to turn their heads.


    "Or we could change the menu..."


    Hestia tossed the twisted kitchen knife onto the table and swept a kind gaze over the green-faced staff and students of the canteen, smiling as she asked.


    "How about dog meat tonight?"


    Everyone nodded in unison, eagerly contributing suggestions for the night''s feast.


    "The teacher taught us a sleeping potion yesterday; I can mix it up. One bottle will let it sleep without pain."


    "Me, me, me! I can cast a Suppression Spell!"


    "Boiling water, plucking, stuffing herbs��we''ll handle these chores!"


    "Woof?"


    Alongside a confused howl, the earnestly discussing crowd turned en masse to face the dog''s head poking in through the door, their eyes glinting ominously.


    In an instant, figures surged out of their seats like tigers bounding down a mountain, stirring up a commotion within the canteen.


    "Quick, catch it!"


    "Don''t let the ingredient get away!"


    "What about the rest of you? Set up the pot, boil the water, heat the oil!"


    Amid the dog''s terrified whimpers, the sounds of heavy objects colliding rang out, as plates and dishes took flight from the tables.


    Watching this scene, the faculty and students of the Academy of Athens were nearly moved to tears.


    Thank goodness, no need to eat!


    Thus, the overjoyed faculty and students pursued the Golden Hound darting around the canteen with even greater vigor, knocking over countless plates and chairs as the entire place descended into chaos.


    At this moment, Hestia, who had suggested eating dog meat, was oblivious to the turmoil unfolding before her, a hint of excitement flickering in her eyes.


    The dog is here?


    That means they''re awake?


    Realizing this, the Goddess of the Hearth burst out from behind the stove and sprinted up the mountain.


    ~~


    "Clang!"


    Simultaneously, the door of the dark infirmary was violently ripped off its hinges.


    At the desk, the future Medicine God, who was mixing up potions, glanced at the empty hourglass and casually lifted the black cloth covering the small greenhouse beside him.


    The snakes inside had separated and were lazily coiled in their corners.


    In the dim, flickering light, several faculty and students who had just finished their treatments reverted to human form, naked and bound to the hospital beds like piglets, their eyes vacant and frothing at the mouth as though they had just endured a gruesome ordeal.


    "You''re here?"


    Asclepius, having anticipated this visit, removed his gloves, pulled back his hood, and turned his head to look at the silver-haired visitor who had come to test the drug''s effects. He picked up his notebook, curiously inquiring.


    "How did it feel?"


    "..."


    Luo En''s forehead knotted with veins, and soon a dark smile spread across his face. Cracking his knuckles, he strode into the infirmary.

 Chapter 289 202: Sacrifice, A Virtue

    A quarter of an hour later, Asclepius covered his bruised left eye, his usually expressionless face showing a rare look of astonishment.


    "Why did you hit me?"


    "Resisting arrest!"


    "Am I guilty?" The bewildered physician pointed at himself, his face a picture of astonishment.


    "Absolutely, for the crime of causing an incident with illegal substances!"


    Luo En puffed out his chest and replied righteously.


    "Illegal manufacture, sale, and distribution of toxic and harmful substances, endangering public safety, shall be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years. In particularly serious cases, punishment shall be no less than ten years of penal labor, permanent exile, or even death! Considering your unlawful actions, I now formally bring charges against you in the name of the Athenian Magistrate, and proceed with your arrest!"


    "Wait, crime of causing an incident with illegal substances? I''ve never heard of that charge before?"


    "Because, I haven''t managed to write it into the codex yet."


    "..."


    Facing this unscrupulous enforcer who acted both as judge and contestant, Asclepius fell silent and couldn''t help but curse inwardly.


    Wanting to fight without speaking up and even weaving a charge for him, he had never seen such shamelessness!


    "However, the law has not yet been officially implemented, and you do practice medicine with good intentions."


    Luo En''s tone shifted, and his stern expression softened slightly.


    "Considering all the reasons above, if you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, this time we will just confiscate the dangerous items you possess."


    But upon hearing this, Asclepius felt slandered and vehemently retorted.


    "Dangerous items? What are you talking about? These are all good medicines for treating diseases and saving people!"


    Luo En glanced at the shelf full of various strange organs in colorful jars and bottles, stepped forward, picked up a jar that emitted a rat-like stench, and asked with suspicion.


    "What is this?"


    "Extract of poison hemlock mixed with yew." Asclepius replied without hesitation.


    Luo En''s face darkened, "Coniine? This bottle alone is enough to take down more than a hundred people, still saying it''s not dangerous?"


    In 399 BC, the great philosopher Socrates chose to die by drinking a mixture containing coniine from hemlock.


    This stuff is highly toxic!


    Asclepius tried to argue, "It''s only for drawing out poison, removing stasis, and killing parasites..."


    Luo En did not reply but continued pointing at the row of jars and bottles in front of him.


    "And what about these?"


    "Datura rootstock..."


    "Mandrake..."


    "The ergot I''ve cultured..."


    "Dragons'' saliva from Colchis..."


    "Stop!"


    Having walked only a short distance, Luo En could no longer bear it and hastily raised his hand to stop Asclepius''s self-exposure, his gaze even carried a hint of sorrow.


    "Don''t say any more, if you do I won''t be able to protect you..."


    Most items on this shelf were poisonous, and they also included varieties from mythical systems.


    Although it is said that medicine is poison and poison can be medicine, the guts of the upcoming Medicine God were a little too big.


    If the pile of dangerous goods were not handled carefully, the whole city of Athenians could be ''blessed'' one day.


    Finally, after a thorough search, Luo En looked at the two small bottles in the shadowy corner, containing a familiar pink potion and lit up.


    "Are these the ones for Stheno and Euryale?"


    "Uh, yes..."


    "Too much! That''s just too much~!"


    Luo En''s face showed deep pain and indignation, then self-righteously stuffed the two little pink bottles into his pocket.


    "How can such dangerous things be casually given to children to play with?! I''m confiscating them all!"


    This is a nourishing medicine...


    Asclepius opened his mouth, intending to tell the truth.


    However, looking at the pile of deadly contraband in the room and the face of a certain magistrate, he ultimately nodded silently in agreement, adding some considerate medical advice.


    "It''s best to dilute it a bit before use, its effects are rather strong.


    Especially for the Gorgons with the Blood of Gorgon, the effects are even more pronounced since it was made specifically for them as an anti-venom.


    But for a deity like you with human blood, the effects should be halved..."


    Speaking of this, Asclepius seemed to realize something and gazed mournfully at the magistrate who had come knocking at his door.


    "You stayed in there for three days?"


    "Stop!"


    Luo En hurriedly rushed forward and covered Asclepius''s mouth, cautiously looking around.


    Well, just as Asclepius had thought, the effect of that substance on him had not lasted for three days at all.


    In fact, it had been about a day when Luo En had almost fully regained consciousness first.


    After all, he had been fed a variety of Magic Potions by Circe since childhood, so his Poison Resistance was already maxed out.


    As for the time that followed...


    Of course, it was time to make a "heroic sacrifice" for the innocent victims.


    ��Sacrifice is a virtue.


    Immediately afterward, Luo En coughed dryly and shifted the topic with an evasive glance.


    "Where were we just now?"


    "About the experience of taking it..."


    "?"


    "Shall we continue discussing the effects?"


    "Let''s stick to the experience of taking it..."


    Watching the future Medicine God earnestly take out his notebook, Luo En helplessly raised his hands.


    Unexpectedly, beneath Asclepius''s enthusiastic and practical exterior lay a secretly malicious man.


    "Rest assured, protecting the privacy of patients is the code of conduct for physicians. Whatever I see or hear, whether it concerns my practice or not, and which I believe should be kept secret, I will keep in confidence..."


    Upon hearing Asclepius''s repeated assurances and finding himself caught in a bind, Luo En had no choice but to pinch his nose, sit down, and give a brief description of the general pharmacological response.


    Asclepius eagerly flipped open the parchment and started taking detailed notes.


    However, before the conversation between doctor and patient had even reached its midpoint, a frantic knocking came from the door.


    "Teacher Asclepius, it''s not good! There''s a critically ill patient!"


    At the shout from outside, Asclepius immediately stopped asking questions and dashed out of the medical room to the clearing outside, where he began examining and giving emergency aid to the patient who had been brought in.


    Three medical students from the Academy of Athens clustered around, chattering about the situation.


    It was a father and son pair of hunters who had gone into the mountains; they had merely intended to hunt ordinary game to supplement their household, but unexpectedly they ran into a rabid magic boar.


    By the time the rescue party found them, they had already become what they were now.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who had stepped out of the room after hearing the commotion, glanced at the two men on the ground with bloodied necks and chests and shook his head slightly.


    Ruptured major arteries, damaged myocardium, cardiac arrest, and even dilated pupils, they were beyond saving...


    More precisely, they were now two bodies that had yet to cool completely.


    "Everyone, clear the way!"


    Yet Asclepius merely waved his hand sternly and then took two vials of a pale purple potion from his bag, uncorked them, and poured the liquid into the mouths of the two corpses.


    As the potion went down their throats, the bone-deep wounds on the bodies of the two hunters began to heal at a visible rate.


    What was even more incredible was that, after a few breaths, Luo En actually heard the sound of a heartbeat in the patients'' chests, growing from faint to strong.


    And when the hunter father and son, whom he had deemed to be corpses, opened their puzzled eyes and rose from the ground, Luo En''s shock could not have been greater.


    An ominous thought instantly flooded his mind


    ��Elixir of Immortality!


    "You''ve lost a lot of blood; it''s best not to move around too much. Stay at home patiently and recuperate. I''ll prescribe you two Magic Potions to replenish your blood. Remember to take them on time, and come back for a follow-up in a week..."


    Under Asclepius''s patient instruction, the grateful father and son hunters accepted the prescription and were then carried away with hearts full of gratitude.


    Watching the two patients who had been resurrected under his hands leave safely, Asclepius''s normally unemotional face showed a trace of faint relief and satisfaction.


    For a physician, there is no greater pleasure than overcoming stubborn illnesses and saving lives.


    Life is indeed beautiful but also so fragile.


    Often, once physical death sets in, the distance that spans between life and death becomes an insurmountable chasm.


    Various regrets will also linger with the loved ones for the rest of their lives.


    For example, the mother who gave him life but whom he had never met, had always been an unresolved knot in Asclepius''s heart.


    At that moment, an abrupt voice from behind interrupted Asclepius''s contemplation


    "Did you develop that thing?"


    "What?"


    "Elixir of Immortality!"


    Luo En''s face was grave, his voice low.

 Chapter 290 203: The Juice of the Holy Grail, Pour to

    "How did you know?"


    Surprise flickered in Asclepius''s eyes, but he promptly corrected with seriousness.


    "Actually, it can hardly be considered true immortality, but it can deceive the eyes of Death for a short time, reviving those whose souls have not yet left their bodies. During this process, the corpse must meet a variety of conditions. For example, the time elapsed after death, the state of the corpse, and so on..."


    As he spoke, the future Medicine God took out two vials of blood samples he had received the night before from Stheno and Euryale, shaking his head with regret.


    "Unfortunately, the Blood of Gorgon I have can only grant a mortal the immortality of deities. If I could obtain the legendary Golden Apple which contains ''Immortality Divinity,'' perhaps I could further improve this concoction. To achieve true resurrection."


    "You want to change it more? Get in here!"


    Luo En''s scalp tingled, and without further ado, he dragged Asclepius from outside the door into the small dark room, laying down a multitude of defensive charms layer upon layer before turning around with a darkened expression to glare at this future Medicine God.


    "Do you have any idea what kind of disaster is upon you?"


    "What?"


    "The boundary between life and death is not a realm mere mortals should meddle with. Your actions have already trampled on the laws of the Netherworld!"


    "I am a physician, it is my duty to save the dying and heal the wounded..."


    Asclepius frowned and replied earnestly.


    However, before he could finish, Luo En rudely interrupted Asclepius''s defense.


    "What of it? Why should only deities be immortal, and only the Chief Gods be undying? Have you never wondered why?"


    "..." Asclepius looked lost.


    "Because the gods'' authority is born from fear and strengthened by awe. Death is the ultimate punishment for life and their most critical weapon. By allowing mortals to no longer fear such an outcome, the gods whose beliefs are shaken will sooner or later find you!"


    Luo En warned with a cold voice, while seriously inquiring about the specifics of the Elixir of Immortality.


    Compared to the various bottles and jars in the infirmary, these were the real dangers!


    If they didn''t take advantage of the chaos in the Netherworld to erase this threat quickly, once this bomb was detonated, the aftermath was unimaginable.


    Soon, under Asclepius''s candid response, Luo En''s wishful thinking was gradually extinguished.


    The Elixir of Immortality wasn''t something that had just appeared; Asclepius had created a prototype three months ago.


    At that time, he had narrowly escaped Ares''s pursuit on Cyprus Island and fled to Athens, where, introduced by Chiron, he entered the Academy of Athens and became a medical teacher.


    During this period, Asclepius happened to go out and was lost in thought treating diseases, when a venomous snake quietly coiled around his staff. He killed the snake out of reflex, but then another venomous snake appeared, carrying a herb in its mouth, which revived the first dead snake.


    This extraordinary phenomenon sparked the idea of creating an Elixir of Immortality in him.


    So, upon his return to Athens, Asclepius asked Medusa, the Serpent Goddess in the Great Temple, for a sample of the divine Blood of Gorgon.


    When Medusa learned that Asclepius intended to use it to formulate a new medicine to cure and save people, she agreed decisively.


    After a period of patient research, this innately talented future Medicine God actually concocted a Magic Potion that could bring mortals back from the dead!


    So far, he had used more than thirty doses of the Elixir of Immortality.


    Though it saved more than thirty lives, it also left a considerable risk.


    Such a large-scale reversal of life and death would have been nearly impossible to conceal if the Netherworld hadn''t been in turmoil and the God of Death abducted by Sisyphus.


    With this in mind, Luo En shuddered, his gaze shifting toward the direction of the city-state of Corinth with a brooding shimmer.


    Perhaps, trouble had already visited...


    The imbalance of life and death in the Netherworld was likely not just due to the God of Death''s abduction but also the systemic BUG caused by the misuse of the Elixir of Immortality.


    That''s why Hades had authorized Hecate to take action personally, rising to the surface to investigate the specific causes.


    And the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, heading straight from the sea to Athens, might not only be intending to capture Circe to take her place but was also likely drawn by the imbalance of life and death on this land.


    However, Luo En, in an effort to save Circe, had sold out Sisyphus first, letting the culprit behind the abduction of the God of Death take the bullet meant for Asclepius, the one who developed the Elixir of Immortality.


    But the luck might not last much longer.


    With more than thirty doses of the Elixir of Immortality scattered, not drawing any attention was nearly impossible.


    Once Sisyphus was thrown into the Netherworld to push boulders and Death God Thanatos returned to his post, the unusual scenario in Athens would soon be detected through the "Loom of Fate''s" death list, and Asclepius, who violated the taboo, would be pinpointed.


    And the final outcome was Zeus himself striking Asclepius down with a thunderbolt!


    Now, the problem was serious...


    Anticipating the chain of consequences, Luo En was racked with a headache. He immediately extended his hand with a grim expression.


    "The Potion? Hand over everything you have!"


    "Sorry, I cannot comply, I still need them to save people."


    Asclepius shook his head in refusal, guarding his satchel warily.


    Seeing Asclepius react this way, Luo En, frustrated and angry, stepped forward with a dark scowl.


    "Then I''ll destroy them!"


    "It''s no use, the recipe is in my mind. As long as I have the ingredients and my hands and feet, I can still concoct the new Elixir of Immortality and use it to heal the sick and save lives."


    "Have you lost your mind?"


    "I am a physician; healing the sick and saving lives is my duty..."


    Asclepius answered earnestly, his calm gaze remaining untroubled by the dilemma of life and death.


    "If I must choose between my professional ethics and the will of the gods, I would rather defy the latter."


    That near obstinate stubbornness reminded Luo En of Apollo, who had openly defied Zeus in the Great Temple.


    Both father and son had that same unrepentant mule-like stubbornness in their bones!


    "If you''re worried about getting Athens involved, I''ll leave."


    Asclepius picked up his satchel, and proceeded to gather the various bottles and jars from the shelf.


    Luo En snatched the satchel from his great-nephew with a frown and a cold snort.


    "Hold it right there! Where else can you go but here?"


    "Cyprus..."


    Asclepius pointed at the satchel and answered truthfully.


    "Inside is an invitation from the royal family. Their prince, Adonis, passed away some days ago for certain reasons, but there are those who cannot accept this and wish to employ my services to diagnose him, to bring him back from the dead. In fact, this was one of the reasons I developed the ''Elixir of Immortality''."


    "Can you resurrect him?"


    "It''s hard to say; he has been dead for too long, his soul has left the body. Even if someone has preserved his intact shell through special means, resurrection is still very difficult. Not to mention, the current Elixir of Immortality is not perfect. Rekindling a dead deity is even more difficult."


    Asclepius shook his head and honestly responded.


    "But, they should be willing to harbor me."


    After listening intently, Luo En''s eyes glistened with thought, and he retrieved the invitation from the satchel, tucking it into his own bosom, before extending his hand forward.


    "The Elixir of Immortality, give it here. I''m going to make a trip to Cyprus."


    Seeing Luo En''s strange action, Asclepius frowned slightly and hesitated.


    At that moment, Luo En did not waste words, his form twisted, turning into an old man in plain clothes with blind eyes.


    "It''s you!"


    As soon as he saw the figure before him, Asclepius couldn''t help but show a hint of surprise.


    The man before him was none other than Homer, the blind poet who had shielded him from an assassination on Cyprus Island.


    Based on past trust, Asclepius no longer hesitated and handed a portion of the Elixir of Immortality to his savior.


    Luo En accepted the Elixir of Immortality and immediately wrote a letter with the pen and paper at hand, tossing it to Asclepius.


    "Say goodbye for me, and hand this to Hestia to see if she can help."


    "You''re not going yourself..."


    Asclepius had wanted to ask, but upon recalling the recent kitchen tragedy, he immediately understood and tactfully kept silent.


    Then, Luo En gazed solemnly at Asclepius for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and finally extended his left hand forward, reaching into the Magic Circle Diagram and drew forth the Golden Holy Grail. His right hand hovered above the Holy Grail as he clenched his fist, piercing his palm, and a stream of golden blood dripped into the Holy Grail.


    At the same time, a halo appeared behind him, with grapevines laced with greenery entwining and reaching into the Golden Great Cup.


    Soon, the purplish-red nectar brimmed within the Golden Great Cup, its lush aroma filling the medical room, emanating an intoxicating fragrance.


    Having done all this, Luo En raised the cup, "Drink, this wine is my blood. By this, I forge a covenant with you and will do my best to ensure your safety."


    Without doubt, Asclepius took up the Golden Cup and drank heartily in one gulp.


    After drinking, a sweet intoxication surged through his limbs, and within his veins seemed to kindle a deep connection.


    "Excellent wine!"


    Asclepius exclaimed with genuine admiration and promptly returned the Golden Cup.


    Luo En traced several Hermes Scripts with his finger, sealing the Holy Grail away, and after giving Asclepius a glance, he snorted displeasedly.


    "Don''t get too happy too soon. To be honest, this method is just my idea. I''ve never tried it before, so I don''t know if it can save your life."


    Despite his words, Asclepius heard a sincere concern and bowed deeply toward the man before him.


    "Regardless, thank you..."


    "No need for thanks; I''m not helping you for nothing. We''re both getting what we need," Luo En said expressionlessly, waving his hand away. He then snatched Asclepius''s bag of Elixir of Immortality while the latter was unprepared, and turned to dash out of the medical office.


    "Remember! Don''t even think about your ''Elixir of Immortality'' until I return!"


    Watching his life-saving benefactor who had pilfered his belongings speed away, and seeing the Goddess of the Hearth storming the medical office with two kitchen knives from the mountaintop cabin, Asclepius held the farewell letter in his hand, speechless.


    Why did he feel like he had been swindled?

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    Several days later, on Cyprus Island.


    Within the exquisitely crafted conservatory, greenery thrived abundantly.


    The roses, China roses, silver lotuses, fragrant peach trees, and many other flowers and plants were all blooming luxuriantly, emitting a rich fragrance.


    Yet, these so-called earthly beauties, no matter how wildly they grew, were nothing compared to the treasure on the flower bed��a mere fraction of its worth.


    ����His tall figure, features as exquisite as a bloom, made all else in the world pale in comparison before him.


    However...


    The God of Love, Aphrodite, looking haggard after days without grooming, sat by the bed, gazing at her lover whose eyes were tightly shut and devoid of life, and couldn''t help but feel a profound sadness.


    Adonis, the love of her heart, had been cruelly deprived of the breath of life by death.


    Aphrodite, holding the delicate cheek of Adonis on the flower bed, felt the icy temperature of his skin and could not help but suffer another pang of heartache, furiously cursing the culprit behind all this.


    Ares, that damned brute! Executioner! I will not let this go!


    Just as the God of Love clenched her fists, her daily release of anger, there came a faint knock on the conservatory door.


    "Lady Aphrodite, there is a visitor asking to see you..."


    "I will not see them!"


    The God of Love, still angry, coldly refused without a second thought.


    However, the figure outside the door did not leave; after a brief pause, they cautiously reminded her.


    "He says he has brought medicine for your heartache, and also asked me to give this to you."


    Upon seeing the invitation slipped through the door crack, Aphrodite''s anger extinguished, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she abruptly stood up from the bed.


    "Quick! Let him in!"


    "Wait, remember to ask politely!"


    The heads of The Three Graces, the Radiant Goddess Aglaea, who was passing the message outside, nodded again and again, ready to comply with her mistress'' command and turn around.


    Unexpectedly, the closed door creaked open from the inside with two snow-white arms.


    Aphrodite hurried out of the conservatory, barefoot and with a sense of urgency, rushing toward the reception room.


    "Never mind, I''ll go myself!"


    Watching her mistress so impatient, Aglaea, a lesser deity, opened her mouth in surprise.


    As the God of Love, revered and pursued by the gods, she had rarely seen Aphrodite so discomposed.


    Except, because of that man...


    The Radiant Goddess Aglaea peeked through the crack at Adonis upon the flower bed, her thoughts swirling with a mix of confusion and curiosity.


    Is this the power of love?


    It humbles the exalted and elevates the lowly.


    Watching her mistress cross the corridor and disappear from view, Aglaea immediately collected her thoughts and followed swiftly.


    Soon, the mistress and servant reached the spacious reception room and met the mysterious man who claimed he could cure Aphrodite''s heartache.


    "Is it you?"


    The moment Aphrodite saw the visitor''s appearance, she was slightly taken aback, her expression one of surprise.


    "From Hestia''s household?"


    "A pleasure to meet you, Lady Aphrodite."


    Luo En rose from his seat, placing a hand over his chest and bowing with a smile.


    Since Hestia was semi-retired, Luo En, a lesser deity, generally handled most matters at the Hearth Temple on her behalf.


    Furthermore, after the grand trial against Poseidon and Apollo, although he didn''t have many interactions with Aphrodite, they were acquainted.


    Aphrodite viewed this up-and-coming lesser deity quite favorably.


    Beyond his handsome and pleasing appearance, he conducted his affairs appropriately and knew how to measure his actions, seldom leaving others with ill feelings.


    Under normal circumstances, Aphrodite wouldn''t mind sitting down with the young lesser deity before her, sharing a cup of tea, chatting, and then deciding based on her mood whether to engage in deeper exchanges.


    But now, the God of Love, with her heart set on her lover, clearly had no such inclinations.


    "Where is Asclepius? Why hasn''t he come?"


    As Aphrodite looked around and did not see the expected figure, her expression darkened significantly, and her attitude cooled considerably.


    "He met with a mishap and can''t free himself at the moment..." Luo En smiled as he explained, unable to help a mischievous murmur in his heart.


    Probably because he was thrashed by an enraged Hestia and is now lying motionless in bed.


    No help for it, he got what he deserved for giving those unsound potions to Stheno and Euryale.


    Seeing Aphrodite''s face growing even more displeased, Luo En promptly took out a purple-red potion from his chest, changing the subject smoothly.


    "However, he entrusted me with a potion he prepared himself, in hopes it might put an end to your heartache."


    "This... can it truly heal my Adonis?"


    Not only was the person absent, but even the magic potion inside the crystal bottle seemed unremarkably cheap, making Aphrodite somewhat skeptical.


    Luo En, holding the potion with sincere eyes, said, "It''s worth a try."


    Seemingly moved by his earnestness, Aphrodite nodded and led the messenger to the bedroom, opening up the conservatory where Adonis''s body was kept.


    Looking at the perfectly adorned Prince of Cyprus amid the flowers and then glancing back at the haggard Goddess of Love, Luo En felt a wave of emotion for a moment.


    As Aphrodite led him in, Luo En decisively pushed aside the turmoil in his mind, cautiously lifted the ultimate pretty boy from the midst of the flowers, pried open his mouth with one hand, and with the other, carefully poured the Elixir of Immortality prepared by Asclepius down his throat.

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    As the potency of the magic potion gradually dispersed, streams of purple-red blood energy flowed over Adonis''s body, forcibly dispelling the deathliness that had settled within him.


    Immediately, a surge of life force erupted. Fractured bones automatically realigned, damaged organs silently repaired themselves, stagnant blood began to flow anew, and stiff limbs gradually softened...


    Soon, warmth returned to the once-cold corpse, and the thump of a beating heart emanated from the rising and falling chest.


    "Adonis!"


    The God of Love, having recovered from her shock, excitedly threw herself forward, ready to welcome her resurrected lover.


    However, after a long wait, her prince remained unresponsive, lying still amid the blooms.


    "What''s going on?"


    Aphrodite turned back to look at Luo En behind her and asked anxiously.


    Luo En stepped forward to take a closer look and eventually let out a deep sigh.


    "I''m sorry, Lady Aphrodite, Asclepius''s magic potion was indeed spot on, and Prince Adonis has returned to life, but what has been resurrected is merely a body. The most important part, his soul, is still imprisoned in the Netherworld, so..."


    "I''ll go to Zeus!"


    Aphrodite immediately spoke out, not thinking twice as she rose from the bed of flowers.


    Luo En cleared his throat and pointed to Olympus amidst the stars, reminding her in a low voice.


    "Uh, when I was on my way here, I heard His Majesty had descended to the mortal world again."


    "..."


    Upon hearing this, Aphrodite''s breath hitched and her mood soured, yet she felt helpless.


    This was indeed His Majesty the King of Gods'' style: constantly frolicking around, virtually never to be seen for months on end.


    Would she have to keep waiting?


    The thought of Zeus''s trips of seduction, which often lasted years, gave Aphrodite a headache.


    "Lady Aphrodite, there is something I would like to ask you..."


    At that moment, Luo En glanced around carefully, stepped closer and spoke in a hushed tone.


    "Disrupting the cycle of life and death to bring back a deceased deity from the Netherworld is a grave sin. How certain are you that you can persuade our Divine King, as well as Hades, the God of the Underworld?"


    "..."


    Aphrodite remained silent for a long time. The excitement and hope that were originally on her pretty face were slowly being eroded away.


    As one of the Twelve Olympians, she was of course aware of the complexities of the Netherworld, and that the cycle of life and death pertained to the order of fate: some matters, even if Zeus were convinced, may not sway the Three Fates who stood behind him.


    Moreover, Hades, the God of the Underworld, was also involved.


    Aside from that, with Poseidon and Apollo serving penalties in Thessaly, she was in a cold war with Ares and Hephaestus, Hermes was an opportunist playing both sides, and her influence in Olympus had almost reached an all-time low, leaving her virtually without any allies to rally.


    Even if she wanted to exert joint pressure, she couldn''t find suitable help, and there was a chance that she would face obstruction from Ares and Hephaestus.


    Reflecting on this bleak outlook, Aphrodite felt a deep sense of dismay.


    "That...never mind..."


    Watching the scene unfold before him, Luo En opened his mouth to speak, hesitated, and finally offered a sheepish smile.


    "If there''s nothing else, I''ll take my leave now."


    "Stop right there!"


    Aphrodite abruptly stood up, immediately intercepting Luo En as he was about to leave and gazing intently at the messenger.


    "Do you have another way?"


    "There is one..."


    "Out with it!"


    "But this method has too many risks, and it''s not favorable for you..."


    "Tell me!!"


    "Better not to ask; I''m saying this for your own good..."


    Luo En pursed his lips and earnestly advised with a sincere expression.


    Seeing that she could not pry the answer from him, Aphrodite seemed to have an idea and retracted her aggressive stance, waving her hand to signal the Lesser Deity Aglaea to leave.


    The Radiant Goddess understood and left, closing the door behind her.


    Aphrodite turned around, languidly stretching her arms. The hazy gossamer slid from her snowy shoulders, revealing the full and exquisite curve of her frame.


    This vision, which immediately conjured thoughts of "the bed," clung to the messenger''s chest in a boneless, frail embrace. Her face was adorned with a blossoming smile, and her pale fingers touched his chest, gently gliding over it.


    "Rest assured, as long as you give me the answer, I will not let you go unrewarded..."


    From the visual and tactile to the auditory experience, everything induced the primal urges between sexes, and even the air seemed to exude a sweet fragrance.


    Luo En''s eyes clouded over, his lips instinctively quivered.


    "I..."


    But then, a warm hearth of fire rose from within his chest, like a light that exposed all darkness and filth, instantly dispelling all fanciful thoughts and diluting the confusion in his heart, bringing his focus back to reality.


    The Sixth Incarnation��[Fire], this was the manifestation of Hestia''s divinity.


    Its function was to purify all negative states, returning one to a state of purity.


    The Power of the God of Love?!


    Luo En shook off his confusion and immediately turned pale, pushing Aphrodite away with an outstretched hand.


    Taken off guard, the Goddess of Love staggered and fell, her beautiful face instantly covered in frost.


    She had already offered herself willingly, what more did he want? The God of Love, feeling humiliated and indignant, glowered at the ingrate before her.


    "You..."


    "You''ve disappointed me greatly, Lady Aphrodite!"


    Before she could even speak, a deep reproach came from the other side.


    "The reason I traveled all this way to Cyprus to deliver the potion was partly to fulfill Asclepius''s promise to my dear friend, and partly to witness that love which dares to break free from the constraints of society, love that is reckless without concern for oneself!"

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    Aphrodite, upon hearing this, looked at the messenger before her, her face involuntarily showing a mix of astonishment and confusion.


    "Do you mean... us?"


    "Exactly! To pursue the love we desire, we pay no mind to the disparity in status just to be together; to protect this relationship, even facing the God of Berserkers as an enemy is a trifling matter; even after the death of a lover, we remain steadfast at their side, determined to do whatever it takes to bring them back to life! It was hearing these tales that I was willing to make the journey on behalf of Asclepius, to offer a humble contribution to this deeply touching love story, but then..."


    At this point, Luo En''s words abruptly ceased, and he then pointed sternly towards the flowerbed.


    "So, do you intend to disgrace yourself here, before Prince Adonis?"


    Aphrodite, listening to the sharp rebuke, instantly felt a strong sense of shame, her face gradually paling, even appearing somewhat unable to face herself, her rosy lips mumbling hesitantly.


    "I, I was just..."


    "I understand, you do this to save the life of Prince Adonis."


    Luo En sighed, his tone softening.


    "Since you are so eager to know, I might as well tell you. Earlier at sea, I encountered my mentor, the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate. She said that Death God Thanatos has gone missing, and the Netherworld has been in quite a bit of disarray..."


    While speaking, he bent down to pick up the thin gossamer from the ground and gently draped it over the body of the Goddess of Love.


    "Thank, thank you..."


    Aphrodite hurriedly took back her own discarded garment, as if reclaiming her lost virtue, tightly covering her exposed charms, her eyes full of embarrassment and gratitude towards the kind-hearted messenger.


    This man was good-hearted.


    And moreover, a good man...


    She had actually thought to use despicable seduction to defile such an honorable soul!


    And Luo En, glancing at Aphrodite, who had finally calmed down, sighed with relief as if a burden had been lifted from him.


    That was close, nearly committing a folly right then and there.


    Fortunate that he had checked himself in time, not boarding that metaphorical "public bus."


    Otherwise, if he let the smaller head take over the larger one and got carried away in the heat of the moment, who knew what he might reveal, be it things he should or shouldn''t say.


    After a rustle of clothing, Aphrodite, who had shrunk into the corner, donned the gossamer gown once more, her charms contained and the goddess-like dignity restored, as she then turned to this well-meaning messenger and hesitantly spoke.


    "You mentioned earlier, turmoil in the Netherworld?"


    "Yes, this may present an opportunity..."


    Luo En nodded, his gaze flickering.


    As her mind cooled, and intelligence took the high ground, Aphrodite caught on at once, her eyes lighting up.


    "You mean going down to the Netherworld, to rescue my Adonis amidst the chaos?"


    "But there is a great risk in doing so, and if the deities of Hades notice, the situation for you and Prince Adonis might become quite dire."


    Luo En "helpfully" cautioned, his tone exceedingly sincere.


    If it was just Adonis escaping, based on Aphrodite''s previous influence and connections, with some sacrifices, she might be able to smooth things over.


    But what if there was an uprising in the whole Netherworld, with a great escape of departed souls?


    A certain messenger, outwardly full of righteous indignation but inwardly unscrupulous, muttered under his breath.


    It couldn''t be helped, trying to take the fall for the future Medicine God Asclepius and the misused Elixir of Immortality, one Sisyphus who kidnapped the God of Death wouldn''t quite suffice.


    If a Chief God and a Deity were to be included, the size and length should be just right.


    By then, as long as he could muddle the waters during the rescue of Adonis and "accidentally" release some extra departed souls, he''d be able to take advantage of the chaos to save Asclepius''s life.


    Aphrodite and Adonis, being kept in the dark, would also unwittingly cover for them.


    However, to fish the meat shield that was Adonis, who attracted so much fire, out of the Netherworld, Aphrodite was still facing some problems.


    "But the reason Adonis''s body can remain undecayed and at rest is because I use my Authority to constantly maintain the life force within him; if I leave..."


    The God of Love pursed her lips, looking troubled.


    Besides, the attitudes of her old lover Ares and her husband Hephaestus were also an issue.


    They had long wanted to remove this thorn in their eyes and flesh.


    Without her protection, it wasn''t guaranteed that Ares and Hephaestus wouldn''t find their way to Cyprus Island and completely destroy Adonis''s body to resolve the matter once and for all.


    Just as Aphrodite was furrowing her brows in worry, Luo En, who had been silent, seemed to have pondered deeply before slowly raising his head.


    "Perhaps, let me do it..."


    "You?"


    Aphrodite looked at the young and kind Lesser Deity, felt a warmth in her heart, and shook her head.


    "No, it''s too dangerous! The Netherworld is not that simple, even I am not sure I can enter and exit easily."


    "Don''t worry, Goddess Hecate of the Underworld Moon is my mentor, and Lady Hestia is my Chief God; even if something unexpected happens, Hades probably won''t make things too difficult for me."


    "But..."


    "Lady Aphrodite, to take this risk for you, I also have my own desire."


    Seeing that the groundwork was laid, Luo En changed his tone and spoke earnestly.


    Hearing this, Aphrodite actually felt a sense of relief.


    What''s free is the most expensive.


    Although this Messenger was very understanding of her and showed great goodwill,


    helping out with such a big favor for no reason at all made her somewhat anxious.


    Having a desire in return was instead better and also precisely proved that the Messenger was truly intending to help.


    The God of Love steadied her emotions and vowed, "Ask for anything you want! As long as I have it, I can give it to you!"


    Luo En hesitated for a moment before speaking with an embarrassed air.


    "Actually, like you, I am troubled by love."


    Upon hearing this, Aphrodite seemed to have thought of something and asked in a low voice,


    "Are you talking about... Hestia?"


    Luo En nodded slightly with difficulty, his face filled with melancholy and sorrow.


    "You understand, right? That feeling that you can''t voice? That''s why I envy your courage to break through all kinds of restraints."


    The God of Love nodded fiercely, eagerly looking at the Messenger before her, as if she saw a kindred spirit in the pursuit of love, her eyes filled with affection.


    Yes, she understood all too well!

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    "So, how exactly do you want me to help you?"


    Aphrodite asked eagerly, her face alight with anticipation.


    In public, as the Goddess of Love, she possessed the divine authority to bless love and protect suitors.


    Especially those loves that the mundane world cannot accommodate, branded with the label of "tragic beauty," moved Aphrodite deeply, reminding her of her own experiences with Adonis.


    In private, her lover''s soul was suffering in the Netherworld, awaiting the kind messenger before her to embark on a risky rescue.


    This perilous journey, a matter of life and death, had to offer considerable benefits. Aphrodite herself felt a bit uneasy, fearful that Luo En might be reluctant to risk his life to save her beloved Adonis when faced with true danger.


    Furthermore, if Aphrodite could help the other party succeed in seducing a chaste virgin goddess to break her vow and fall madly in love, wouldn''t this just prove the power of her own charms? She could even use this to indirectly strengthen her authority over love and desire.


    Under the expectant gaze of the Goddess of Love, a hint of shyness emerged on Luo En''s handsome face.


    "I... I wish to formally court Lady Hestia and win her heart," he said.


    Aphrodite was even more pleased with such a pure response and immediately made a solemn promise.


    "Good! Once you return from the Netherworld, I will have The Three Graces bathe you in my Sacred Pool myself!"


    The Three Graces in Greek mythology represent the qualities of charm, elegance, and beauty. They are the daughters of Zeus and the Ocean Nymph Eurynome, entertainers of the deities bringing beauty and joy to the Mortal World. They are Aglaea, the Radiant Goddess, Thalia, the Goddess of Festivity, and Euphrosyne, the Goddess of Joy, embodying all the beauty that life has to offer.


    In reality, they personify revelry, consumption, and a colorful lifestyle, the physical manifestation of human desires, the incarnations of joy in life.


    Both humans and deities are inevitably influenced by the power of The Three Graces in their pursuit of life''s beauty.


    To be more precise, elegance or charisma represents the external manifestation of this divine authority, and it can come in different forms: for example, the charm of desire, graced by Aphrodite, has the power to attract both sexes; like the glory belonging to warriors; or the charisma of kings that can inspire respect for the law.


    This "charm," integrated into the flesh and marrow, is far more enduring and stable than the transient "desires of love."


    At the same time, this charm can bestow blessings upon others. For instance, the great hero Odysseus, after being washed and tended by Princess Nausicaa of Achaea, received the "charm" bestowed by Athena, making his appearance divine-like, and thereafter he was irresistible in dealings with the opposite sex.


    In history, even the Great Witch Circe fell for it.


    And that was just a blessing given by Athena through the hands of a mortal princess.


    Now, Aphrodite decided that once Luo En''s mission in the Netherworld was accomplished, she would join forces with The Three Graces under her command to bless him in the Sacred Pool in the Gulf of Paphos.


    This showed the sincerity of the Goddess of Love.


    Luo En couldn''t help but show gratitude for Aphrodite''s generous affection.


    The blessing required to influence the virgin goddess Hestia clearly wasn''t cheap and based on carnal lust. Aphrodite was certainly going to pay a high price this time.


    Luo En estimated that according to the strength of Hestia''s vow of chastity, the Power of the God of Love he could garner from Aphrodite and The Three Graces should be enough to form an incarnation.


    Moreover, once Adonis was resurrected, he could use the pretext of evading pursuit from the Netherworld to persuade Aphrodite and Adonis to conceal their identities and live their own secluded life.


    Then, who would take care of the conspicuous Three Graces? How could he, in good conscience, let them suffer?


    ��Perfect!


    A certain Crete Island scribe, inheriting the essence of the Minoan civilization and fueled by the soul of a Minotaur within, even couldn''t wait to see the drama when he returned from the Netherworld.


    Completely unaware that she was being manipulated, Aphrodite took the deceitful and evil Luo En as a kindred spirit in romance, even worrying about his safety.


    "Although my Adonis is very important, you must also be careful..."


    Luo En touched what little conscience he had left, smiled faintly, and softly reassured her,


    "Don''t worry, as long as you don''t say anything and I don''t say anything, who would ever connect the dots between Prince Adonis and myself?"


    He dared to risk the Netherworld because on the surface, he had no motive for doing these things.


    During his infiltration into the Netherworld, he wanted to take the opportunity to do some other things, convenient for acting alone.


    This way, by mixing things up with Adonis''s situation, he could protect the future Life God''s life and fleece a bit from Aphrodite��it was a win-win.


    Now, all was ready except for the opportunity.


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    Several days later, on an island near the Gulf of Paphos.


    "You want to go to the Netherworld?"


    Seeing Luo En seeking help again after many days, Thetis could only grimace.


    The first time, he had angered the War God Ares;


    The second time, he had provoked the Goddess of Discord Eris and The Furies;


    And now, he was asking her for the way to the Netherworld...


    Given his covert intentions, surely he wasn''t planning to celebrate Hades, the God of the Underworld''s birthday, right?


    How come he never brought her any good news when he sought her out?


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    "I don''t know!"


    Thetis ground her itching silver teeth and snorted, turning her head away.


    Luo En hurried forward with a sheepish smile, promising earnestly.


    "Consider it another favor I owe you, does that work for you now?"


    He knew that the Sea of Okeanos was connected to the Netherworld, but the specific path was unclear to him.


    His own teacher, Circe, might know.


    However, considering Hecate''s relationship with that foolish bird, Luo En dared not reveal his movements to Circe to avoid startling the enemy.


    Therefore, after thinking it over, he could only think to ask Thetis for guidance.


    After all, the sea nymph was renowned for her wisdom and learning, and she was most familiar with him near Cyprus Island.


    Seeing that Thetis still wore an impassive face, Luo En extended a finger.


    "Two, two favors!"


    Thetis looked at the unexpected visitor before her with a wan expression and asked with a furrowed brow.


    "Do you have to go to the Netherworld?"


    "Yes, I must go!"


    "Does it have to do with the Goddess of the Underworld Moon, Hecate?"


    "More or less..."


    Luo En nodded, equally helpless.


    After all, it was indeed Hecate who first came up to investigate the imbalance of life and death which then led to a series of events.


    Finally, after careful consideration, Thetis sighed softly.


    "All right, I''ll take you there..."


    ~~


    Two days later, Primordial Ocean, Atlantis Continent, beneath the sea at the site of the old ruins.


    Three towering giants, each with a hundred heads and a hundred arms, stood over the desolate ruins like three colossal pillars steadying the seas.


    The remaining Atlanteans had been stripped of their human forms, all turned into half-human, half-fish creatures, imprisoned within that dead realm.


    Worse still, due to Zeus''s curse, some Atlanteans had been stripped of their intellect, unable to maintain even their half-human, half-fish shape, and had degenerated into irrational humanoid Sea Beasts, fighting and devouring each other in the pitch-black abyss of the ocean trenches.


    "Pfffft!"


    A series of ripping sounds of flesh came from the deep crevice at the bottom of the sea, as murky blood rose to the surface, drawing swarms of deformed monsters to fight and scavenge.


    Briareus, the leader of the Giants, glanced over in boredom and quickly lost interest.


    As usual, it was just some of the fallen ones fighting in the trench.


    He then refocused several heads'' gaze back to the underwater ruins of the Kingdom of Atlantis, continuing to monitor the surviving Atlanteans.


    Meanwhile, two inconspicuous "Sea Beasts," sensing the icy gaze that had been on them vanish, breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously approached the darkest part of the crevice.


    As the crevice came to an end, the "Sea Beast" on the left transformed back into Thetis.


    "We''re here!"


    The Ocean Goddess pointed to the dark red patterns at the bottom of the fissure and warned in a serious tone.


    "So this is the entrance to the Netherworld from the sea..."


    Luo En, who had been disguised as the other Sea Beast, reverted to human form, touched the tangible dark red light screen and the inner brass doors with his hand, and marveled at the immense divine might they contained.


    According to Hesiod''s description in the "Divine Chronicle," the hell of the Netherworld��Tartarus��was enveloped by triple dark veils and three walls of brass, with the brass gates made by Poseidon, where the defeated Titans were imprisoned, guarded by the Giants.


    This was quite a covert passage for entering the Netherworld from the Mortal World.


    Owing to her close ties with the Sea King and the Queen of the Sea, Thetis was one of the few who knew about it.


    Besides, even if something went wrong, it seemed like they could lay the blame afterward on that good brother-in-law, or some of the Atlanteans who lost their reason in the trench.


    The two schemers with the same thought exchanged glances, nodded secretly to each other, and then approached to touch a few secret symbols on the bronze slab.


    Shortly after, three giant walls cast from bronze shone with patterns, the bricks contracting like living creatures, opening a narrow passage.


    Following that, a blue vortex spread downwards along the fissure, and Luo En and Thetis, caught within it, leapt out just in time, landing at the rocky entrance of a pitch-black path.


    Surroundings were dim, with only the drifting blue phosphorescence bringing some light.


    And as they landed, deathly airs like black fog, as if sensing life''s breath, transformed into dark serpentine shadows, swiftly entwining and corroding these fresh intruders.


    Hum!


    However, a pure and solemn thrum vibrated from Luo En, with the golden halo behind him aligning to the sixth cell, a tuft of golden flame rising up, illuminating the surroundings.


    The serpents formed from deathly air instantly dissolved as if they were snowflakes under the blazing sun.


    At the entrance of the path, Luo En looked down at the holy fire in his palm, placed his hand on his chest, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.


    Fortunately, Hestia''s holy fire had driven away the surrounding deathly airs.


    Otherwise, his entry into the Netherworld as a living being would definitely have been affected.


    "Cough, cough..."


    Hearing some suppressed coughing behind him, Luo En snapped back to reality and quickly cast a blessing curse from the lineage of Aiaia upon Thetis, who was not quite accustomed to the environment of the Netherworld.


    Of course, in terms of effectiveness, this level of protection could only ensure that Thetis could move normally, definitely not comparable to the high-grade divine protection on Luo En that could effortlessly dissipate large swaths of the deathly airs.


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    Looking at the primitive and wild landscape before him and the constantly writhing chaotic clumps around him, Luo En frowned to himself.


    Tartarus, born from the chaos and void of the Greek world, is known as the [Abyss], the very essence of hell and the underworld.


    Thus, it is the destination of both gods and human souls and a prison for those who committed grave and heinous acts, connecting through the River Styx to the oceans and the land.


    Moreover, it is said to be the stronghold where the Titan Gods and other enemies of Zeus are detained, and lingering too long could lead to unforeseen complications.


    To avoid extraneous issues, it would be best to hurry.


    Luo En then took the somewhat chilly hand of Thetis, channeled the sacred fire within his body, and infused the warmth and radiance of the mortal world into this Ocean Nymph before using the faint light of the will-o''-the-wisps to confirm their direction. He then led his team member swiftly through this dangerous region.


    The defensive circles of Tartarus are divided into inner and outer sections, with the outer being three layers of solid bronze walls, while the inside features misleading perceptions, suppressed authority, and a triple dark curtain filled with the air of death as an intangible barrier.


    For others, the dark curtains behind the bronze walls are even more challenging to deal with.


    However, the sacred fire in Luo En''s hands once again illuminated their path.


    In the darkness, the two of them moved forward circuitously; although the road was extensive and interconnected, it was uneven and difficult to navigate, and occasionally they would step on dry bones which, in the deadly silence, created a chilling echo.


    On both sides, there were either slippery and cold cliff faces or deep valleys leading directly to the Abyss, creating a situation fraught with danger.


    But with the guidance of the sacred fire and the strong physical abilities and senses of the team, after about a day and a night of exploration, they finally emerged from the dead silence covered by the triple dark curtain.


    The mournful roar of the River Styx came from the nearby channel, and at this moment, the wailing of the spirits in the water also seemed somewhat melodious.


    The two of them took a deep breath, their taut nerves relaxing slightly, and then they looked for a relatively flat piece of wilderness to rest for a moment.


    Immediately after, Luo En and Thetis drew spells for the dispersal of evil spirits and set up camp, settling down briefly.


    Standing on the bluish-gray stones, Thetis, in charge of keeping watch, looked around at the lifeless gray world and thought of the tragic state of Atlantis after it had incurred divine wrath, feeling somewhat melancholic.


    Seeing that Thetis was affected by the oppressive atmosphere, Luo En stretched his limbs, clapped his hands, and handed over a jug of wine from the Magic Circle Diagram.


    "Care to have a drink to warm up?"


    "Sure..."


    Since she was already in for a penny, Thetis didn''t dwell on the matter and decisively took the jug, taking a sip of the wine to revive her spirits somewhat before speaking up to remind him.


    "We had better move quickly, this place gives me a bad feeling."


    Luo En nodded and, to speed up their journey, simply lifted Thetis around the waist and, activating [Divine Speed], turned into a residual shadow that pierced through the gray mist, racing across the desolate wilderness.


    Soon, a rugged and steep mountain peak rose within the gray fog, towering into the clouds.


    On the rugged path up the mountain, a tiny figure wearing rune shackles was pushing a Dusky Gigantic Rock towards the summit.


    However, just as the rock was about to reach the peak, it uncontrollably rolled back down to the mountain''s base due to some rule, generating thunderous roars along the way, seemingly taunting the prisoner in its mockingly futile effort.


    Could it be him?


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and approached with caution, still holding Thetis.

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    The figure half-lying on the mountain path looked wearily at the huge stone that had fallen to the base of the mountain, wanting to lie on one side and take a brief lazy respite.


    But the chain and shackles, engraved with inscriptions, resonated and vibrated, like a red-hot branding iron, bringing pain that reached deep into the soul.


    Suddenly, the prisoner let out a low, muffled grunt, his facial contours twitching slightly, and he could only curse a few words in anger before turning around and dragging the heavy chains back.


    "It never ends!"


    "So, are you willing to talk now? Sinner Sisyphus..."


    The calm, soothing voice came from the hazy fog, a young man with golden eyes and hair, wearing a loose white robe, stood at the starting point at the bottom of the hill, arms crossed.


    "Talk about what?" Sisyphus, dragging the shackles and chains, blinked innocently.


    "My brother Thanatos, where exactly did you lure him to?" the youth in the white robe asked indifferently, not at all fooled by the other''s superficial pretense.


    "What good will it do me to tell you?"


    "None." The youth in the white robe shook his head in response, his expression turning colder, "But if you don''t tell, you will suffer the most cruel punishment in the Netherworld!"


    "What do you think I am doing now?"


    "Serving your sentence..."


    "See, if I don''t talk, I serve my sentence, and if I do talk, I still serve my sentence. So wouldn''t that be speaking for nothing?" Sisyphus counted on his fingers as he disdainfully looked at Sleep God Hypnos, who had come to interrogate him, "You''re expecting me to open my mouth for nothing? Even old river god Aesop was more reasonable than you."


    That year, Zeus, transformed into a Divine Eagle, abducted Aegina. As a witness, Sisyphus sold Zeus out to the grieving father Aesop in return for a sacred spring that flowed year-round for his realm, the Kingdom of Corinth.


    Seemingly swayed by Sisyphus'' words, Hypnos furrowed his brow and thought for a moment before naming his price.


    "If you''re willing to confess, I can plead for you with the Underworld King, to waive your eternal punishment."


    "Does that mean I can go home?" Sisyphus'' eyes shone with interest, seemingly quite tempted.


    "Impossible!" However, Hypnos cut off the prisoner''s fantasy abruptly, "With your crimes so grave, even if the punishment before you is waived, you will have to continue serving your sentence in a different area until your sins are cleansed."


    "Then forget it, I just got used to the job, and I don''t plan on changing careers yet."


    Sisyphus, grinning, waved his hand dismissively and bent down to push the thousand-pound boulder at the foot of the mountain, preparing to complete his usual goal of 100 round trips for the day.


    "Stubborn as a mule!" Not getting the desired answer, Hypnos was inwardly annoyed but helpless.


    This man was the founder and King of Corinth. Not long ago, his betrayal of Aesop became known, incurring Zeus'' wrath.


    The Divine King sentenced Sisyphus to death for sacrilege and ordered Death God Thanatos to go to Corinth to take this sinner''s soul, to suffer in the Netherworld.


    No one expected that, through trickery, this guy managed to kidnap and hide Thanatos, upsetting the balance of life and death in the Mortal World.


    Although Goddess of the Underworld Moon Hecate, who investigated, caught the culprit and threw him into the Netherworld, he remained unrepentant, smoothly talking his way into getting the Underworld King and Queen to give him three days to settle his affairs on the promise of sacrifices to Hades. Once back in the Mortal World, he immediately reneged on the deal, refusing to leave and stubbornly withholding Thanatos'' whereabouts...


    This infuriated Hades, who had been made a fool of. He entrusted Hecate, still searching for Thanatos on the surface, to recapture this recalcitrant repeat offender and personally devised a cruel punishment for Sisyphus.


    He was to push a massive boulder up to the mountaintop, but the rock would always roll back down before reaching the top, nullifying all his efforts. Thus, he had to endlessly repeat this task, grinding down his spirit and will in this monotonous, painful, eternal punishment.


    Unless he confessed his crimes and quickly revealed the location of Death God Thanatos, there was a slight chance for clemency.


    However, he found joy in his task, showing no intention of relenting.


    Sometimes he even had the energy and inclination to exchange barbs and jibes, much to the frustration of the Sleep God Hypnos who had come to question him.


    Leaving without achieving his goal and in a foul mood, Hypnos transformed into a flock of black Underworld Butterflies, dissolving into the pervasive Death Mist of the Netherworld.


    ~~


    "Sisyphus?"


    A deep voice echoed from the darkness as two slender figures appeared, accompanied by a surge of deadness, emerging from the Netherworld''s gray mist.


    The prisoner, busy serving his sentence, paused in surprise and then looked astonishment at the two unfamiliar visitors at the base of the hill, vainly stroked his chin.


    "You know me? Could it be that my exploits and fame have spread even to such a place?"


    "..."


    "Come on, give me a hand, let me take a break. When I get back to Corinth, I''ll treat you to a drink��the finest Ambrosial Honey Wine, a personal gift from God of Wine Dionysus!"


    "..."


    Luo En, the rightful owner, looking at the professional fraudster running his mouth before him, his face darkening, was at a loss for words for a moment.


    And seeing no intention from the other side to lend a hand, Sisyphus'' interest in the two visitors noticeably diminished, and he hummed lazily.


    "I say, friend, if we''re not acquainted, why are you here? To gawk?"


    On the slope, the prisoner with golden messy hair and a face with a soft, gloomy beauty, vainly touched the single golden gemstone earring hanging on his left droop, and leaned against the boulder with a sly smile, squinting his long fox-like eyes, and playfully reminded.

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    "Watching the fun is all well and good; I''m in need of a few chat mates to relieve the boredom, just be careful you don''t end up becoming the joke yourselves..."


    "Oh, what do you mean?"


    Upon hearing Sisyphus''s meaningful tease, Luo En couldn''t help but become a bit curious.


    "Friend, not just anyone is qualified to come to this place, either it''s prisoners who have committed serious crimes, like me..."


    Sisyphus said with a grin, pointing to his own nose, and then looked at Luo En and Thetis with a playful gaze.


    "Or it''s rule-breakers who sneak in, because of trespassing, they are transported by ''Erebus'' directly to the bottom layer of the Netherworld��Tartarus Hell, like... you?"


    ''Erebus'' means ''Darkness,'' a dark defense system crafted by the Goddess of the Night, Nyx, for the Netherworld. It is the first place one must pass through after death to enter the Netherworld, located between the world of the living and the land of the dead, in essence, it''s three veils of darkness.


    That''s right.


    The dark area that Luo En and Thetis passed through before, via three underwater bronze doors, was precisely the Netherworld''s defense system called ''Erebus,'' as mentioned by Sisyphus.


    Due to their abnormalities, they were thrown directly to the bottom layer of the Netherworld��Tartarus.


    This place is a prison with the most stringent defense in the Netherworld; defeated Titans, ancient mythical creatures, and deeply wicked sinners��they are all prisoners here. Few manage to escape successfully.


    "How should we get out?"


    Luo En and Thetis looked at each other and muttered with headaches.


    They had been wandering in the dark wilderness for a while, and even with the protection of the ''Holy Fire,'' they still couldn''t find the correct direction. If it weren''t for accidentally nearing this mountain and being drawn by Sisyphus''s rock-pushing, who knows how much longer they would''ve gone in circles.


    "Don''t know the way? No problem, I know this place well! Where do you want to go? I''ll take you!"


    Upon hearing this, Sisyphus nearby quickly turned his eyes and proactively approached, appearing exceedingly amiable and enthusiastic.


    Luo En glanced at the handcuffs and shackles clanging on Sisyphus, his gaze contemptuous.


    "You''re that kind? Let''s be blunt, don''t you just want us to help break your chains and take you out of here?"


    "Haha, it''s all on the way, on the way. Aren''t you lacking a guide? I just happen to know how to escape from this damned place; we all get what we need without delay."


    Sisyphus replied with a chuckle, showing no shame in having his little schemes exposed.


    Thetis pulled Luo En, who wanted to continue mocking a few more words, and gently reminded him.


    "He''s not wrong..."


    "Right, right, this beautiful goddess knows what''s up. Come on, help me get out of these shackles first. Be careful, don''t take too long or you might run into that guard dog that keeps patrolling back and forth."


    Sisyphus eagerly extended his hands and feet, his familiar tone and winking gestures as if the two sides had already negotiated to work together.


    The living who actively enter the Netherworld are either ignorant fools or formidable characters with ulterior motives.


    The fact that they didn''t get lost in that original darkness proved that it was very likely the latter.


    In situations like these, one should undoubtedly seize the opportunity; Sisyphus didn''t want to be stuck in this place pushing a boulder for all eternity.


    Of course, best if the other party is a bit foolish and could be used to buy him some time against the Netherworld''s pursuers at the crucial moment.


    However, the fraudster who was busy plotting in secret failed to notice the quiet exchange of looks between Luo En and Thetis, nor the almost imperceptible mockery in their eyes.


    Good, he took the bait...


    Knowing this was a habitual fraudster, Luo En and Thetis naturally wouldn''t easily trust that this guy was so kind-hearted.


    The reason they exposed themselves to Sisyphus after the Sleep God Hypnos left wasn''t just for simple pleasantries and watching the show.


    On one hand, they truly needed a guide to lead them out of Tartarus.


    Locating someone with successful escape experience in such a desolate wasteland had a probability even lower than that of winning the lottery.


    Not taking the opportunity to rope him into their group would be a disservice to Sisyphus''s active performance.


    On the other hand, someone had to carry the blame for stirring up trouble in the Netherworld.


    Sisyphus, with all his traits, was the perfect fit.


    Moreover, judging by his list of grievances, should they encounter insurmountable Netherworld pursuers along the way, simply shouting "Sisyphus is here" and tossing him out was sure to be more effective than any type of meat shield.


    The two played good cop and bad cop and, after successfully tricking Sisyphus, slightly lowered their guard and willingly showed some kindness. They took care of steadying the giant boulder and worked on breaking the chains on him.


    Luo En tugged at the chains forged from mountain bronze and scanned over the familiar-looking spells etched upon them, feeling greatly assured.


    Thankfully, Sisyphus was just a demigod; there was no need for a top-class divine artifact to serve as a restraining instrument.


    If that had been the case, even if he wanted to recruit Sisyphus, he could''ve done nothing but helplessly admit he couldn''t assist.


    Once he confirmed that it wasn''t difficult to destroy the object, Luo En completely relaxed and, while deciphering the spells on the chains, asked with interest,


    "Speaking of which, why do you make a mockery of the gods? With your intelligence, you should know the consequences of such irreverence."


    "How can this be called irreverence! I''m the most devout person there is!"


    Sisyphus retorted indignantly upon hearing this, his face full of grievance.


    "Look, I simply made use of the deception and cunning bestowed upon mankind by the gods. The more successful I am, doesn''t it just prove how excellent their creations are?

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    The more excellent I am, the greater the accomplishments of the gods, and thus the more exalted their existence!


    So, in a special way, I am just expressing the highest respect to those great creators of Olympus.


    If they are not satisfied, that''s their problem, but to throw me into hell as punishment, that''s really petty!


    Luo En was startled upon hearing these words and couldn''t help taking several more looks at the talkative deceiver before him.


    He seemed to have said something similar when he met Athena...


    Immediately after, Luo En patted the dark boulder in front of Sisyphus, his eyes deep with meaning.


    "Tormented day after day by this meaningless toil, do you regret it?"


    Sisyphus''s sophistry came to an abrupt end, but a pleasant smile still bloomed on that handsome face.


    "Is it really meaningless? I feel quite fulfilled, very proud. As long as I am here, there will always be something to do.


    In my eyes, what I am pushing forward is not merely a boulder, but a monument to humanity breaking through fetters and mocking the gods. This is the greatest achievement of my life!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En examined Sisyphus for a long while, and then burst into a hearty, unabashed laughter.


    "Interesting, very interesting, then I''ll take your monument for myself!"


    In an instant, the outline of the Spear of Nation-Building appeared in Luo En''s hand, its faintly glowing edge sweeping forward, and the shackles at the prisoner''s feet snapped apart.


    At the same time, the dark boulder crumbled apart, with hundreds of lines of light flickering and merging into a red and black ribbon of light, shooting straight into the sky.


    "Hum!"


    Ripples accompanied by the ether humming spread out, and the gray and black death air around them boiled and surged like boiling water.


    Bone friction, wails of departed souls, and the low howls of hunting dogs overlapped in a cacophony of sound.


    "They''re coming after us, hurry!"


    Having just escaped, Sisyphus yelled and transformed into a whirlwind, leaving Luo En and Thetis behind as he fled forward at full speed.


    As everyone knows, when running for your life, you don''t need to be very fast, just faster than your companions.


    And he was not only the king of Corinth but also the son of Aeolus, the god of storms and fierce winds.


    His family was also known by another name��Rider of the Wind.


    Therefore, Sisyphus had enough confidence in his speed.


    Unless...


    "Swoosh!"


    Just as Sisyphus was smug about his speed, a fierce gust of wind swept past him, and the smile froze on his face.


    Looking at his "partner" who was shouldering a burden and still far ahead, Sisyphus cursed inwardly.


    That bitch of Lady Luck, she really let me encounter someone with Hermes'' Divine Speed...


    "What are you dawdling for? Lead the way!"


    Luo En glanced back at their temporary guide whose expression was clouded, deliberately slowed down to maintain only a few steps'' lead, and "kindly" reminded,


    "If you don''t run, those things you mentioned seem to be coming..."


    Hearing this, Sisyphus shuddered and quickly conjured the most unsightly expression that was worse than crying, then pushed his godly wind powers to the limit, embarking on a desperate flight.


    Meanwhile, amidst the wilderness, the death fog surged as ethereal patrols from the Netherworld formed and let out shrill screams, waving their translucent claws in a bid to corner an escaped convict and two intruders.


    And beneath the trio''s feet, the ground of the Netherworld trembled and hummed as skeletal warriors crawled out of the dark earth, their death essence forming pitch-black armor and their bones serving as swords and spears, as they arrayed in lines and advanced towards the center, attempting to annihilate the intruders.


    "It originates from light, its majesty lies in flame; judgement by sword, punishment by fire!"


    A solemn chant echoed in the gray and dreary wastes of death as the Golden Disk materialized behind Luo En, its pointer moving to the sixth slot,


    "����I command you, bring forth the light!"


    Accompanied by the marching figure pulsing with the authority of the [Fire], he recited holy words and, with a curling motion of his fingers, grabbed at the air before him. Thousands of fissures of light formed on the gray wasteland, and from them erupted intense white flames.


    In an instant, the patrolling spirits and Skeletal Guards of the Netherworld along the way, together with the surrounding aura of death, evaporated into wisps of smoke, scattered by the wind.


    "Hiss~!"


    Upon witnessing the scene before him, Sisyphus gasped in astonishment, his gaze turning toward the temporary partner in front of him.


    With a single strike, he annihilated over a hundred Netherworld patrollers and Skeletal Guards. Just who was this guy?


    Fortunately, he hadn''t done anything out of line; otherwise, wouldn''t his own small frame have been torn apart by the foe opposite him?


    While Sisyphus was secretly relieved, a deep inquiry reached his ears.


    "Where''s the way out? Where is it?"


    "Ahead! The ferry crossing! The Netherworld is encircled by three interwoven Styx rivers. It''s too well-guarded to walk through, but we can take the waterways to get where we want to go!"


    Sisyphus hurriedly answered, not daring to hide anything under the intimidation of that previous strike.


    "Good..."


    Luo En nodded with satisfaction and, taking advantage of the remaining power of the [Fire], began tracing something in the air with his fingers.


    Hum!


    In an instant, Hermes Script, Titan Symbols, Linear Letters, and a whole series of mystical symbols that would drive magicians to madness and devotion, converged from the residual flames into a cascade of light, spreading in all directions. As commonplace as cabbages, they covered the ground and lit up the sky.


    Suddenly, a path of pure white brilliance stretched directly toward the Styx Ferry Crossing.


    Patrolling spirits that were regenerated in the aura of death and Skeletal Guards that crawled out from the depths of the earth were kept at bay.


    Looking at the exposed gray-black soil of the Netherworld before him, and beyond the white path of light, the dense crowd of Netherworld patrollers and Skeletal Guards, Sisyphus''s estimation of the collaborator in front of him climbed several notches.


    He''s also proficient in magic?


    Even though he did not know where this fellow came from, he was certainly not someone to be provoked!


    "It''s there, follow me!"


    Trying to demonstrate his own value, Sisyphus quickly pointed toward the ferry crossing of the Styx ahead and took the lead.


    Luo En picked up Thetis and decisively followed.


    Almost there!


    Seeing that the ferry crossing of the Styx was revealing a clear outline, Sisyphus was thrilled and just about to turn around to offer some words of celebration.


    Unexpectedly, the temporary partner behind him kicked out, sending him flying more than ten meters away, nearly tumbling into the tumultuous Styx.


    "You..."


    Overcome by shock and anger, Sisyphus was just about to call out and denounce his ungrateful teammate.


    "Bang!"


    But then, a shadow with three heads, its necks adorned with bronze collars and a body as robust as an ox, burst out from the miasma of death, smashing the path of light, and lunged to the spot where he had been just before.


    "Woof~!"


    As the strike missed, the creature growled lowly, lifting its three heads; glistening saliva dripped from its white teeth, and six dark red eyes stared intently at the fugitives by the edge of the Styx.


    The creature across from it, on two legs, smelled delicious.


    Meanwhile, at the sight of the true form of this monster, Sisyphus felt a shiver down his spine, cursing inwardly.


    Damnit, the Hellhound, Cerberus!


    The stupid dog guarding the gate had actually followed them!

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    Seeing the three vicious dog heads wreathed in flames drawing ever closer, Sisyphus couldn''t help but panic.


    "Got honey cake? Throw it to him quick!"


    Ancient Greeks had a custom of placing a honey cake in the coffin of the deceased, aiming to appease Cerberus, the Hellhound. They hoped that after feeding this monstrous dog, the soul of the departed would not be harmed by Cerberus.


    Fortunately, as a lesser deity serving Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, Luo En''s magic circle diagram was well-stocked with this easily preserved food.


    As Sisyphus was cornered to the edge of the river Styx, Luo En decisively sketched out a line of Hermes script and flung a honey cake into the air.


    "Woof!"


    Suddenly, Cerberus, previously glaring menacingly at Sisyphus, abandoned the bipedal creature in front of it and, drawn by the sweet scent, leapt up with a low growl, swallowing the falling honey cake.


    Even then, due to an uneven distribution, the three heads started to snap and collide with each other.


    It actually ate it?


    Seeing such a reaction from the notorious Hellhound, Luo En narrowed his eyes and immediately threw several more honey cakes.


    The previously quarreling heads stopped their dispute, excitedly galloping on all fours to precisely catch each falling honey cake, their fierce jaws opening wide to welcome the delicious treats from the sky.


    This batch of honey cake was not only exceptionally tasty but also carried a rich scent of grapes.


    Left, right, up, down, left, right...


    Luo En, while throwing the honey cakes at tricky angles to exhaust Cerberus''s energy, observed the demonic hound''s movements and reactions.


    As the Hellhound began to stagger and its gaze grew unfocused, a certain feeder with a nefarious plan cracked a sinister smile and threw the last piece of honey cake into the distance.


    "Let''s go!"


    "Woof!"


    Cerberus, unsuspecting, leapt as usual toward the honey cake in the air and captured it in its mouth.


    However, the next moment, the suspended Hellhound traced a graceful parabola and with a "plop" fell into the churning waters of the river Styx.


    The dark and foreboding waters of the river Styx rolled violently, the changing miasma outlining twisted, wailing faces that, driven by the scent of living flesh, swarmed frantically towards the submerged Cerberus.


    The Hellhound could only stop paddling its limbs and issued a series of low whines, trying to shake off the specters that had swarmed it.


    But amidst the confusion, it was dragged down into the depths by a multitude of departed souls, bobbing with the waves.


    Could it be that simple to get rid of Cerberus?


    This stupid dog is truly as dumb as they come!


    Sisyphus, standing on the shore of the river Styx, watched the string of bubbles rise in the river and couldn''t help but mock in schadenfreude.


    "Splash!"


    However, before he could revel for long, a crisp splash came from behind him.


    What followed was a colossal creature standing straight up behind him, casting a fierce shadow forward.


    Sisyphus caught sight of the familiar outline of three heads, stiffened up, and then his legs bolted��


    "Boom!"


    However, with a dull roar, before Sisyphus could take a step, he was pinned down by the Hellhound.


    "I was coerced! Those two are the ringleaders!"


    At the critical moment, Sisyphus hastily closed his eyes and attempted to shift the blame.


    But the anticipated barking and pain did not come; instead, a series of muffled snoring sounds filled his ears.


    Snoring?


    Sisyphus carefully cracked his eyes open a slit and gazed at Cerberus, who was sound asleep on top of him, his face a picture of astonishment.


    "Asleep?"


    "More precisely, drunk."


    Luo En emerged from the swirling mists of death with a smile, providing an answer.


    "The honey cakes I threw were soaked in wine."


    Truth be told, using the wine-soaked honey cakes to outsmart the silly dog was not his original idea.


    In the Aeneid, the sibyl Sybil enticed Cerberus to eat cakes containing a sleep-inducing herb;


    In The Golden Ass, Eros''s lover Psyche also used a cake laced with sleeping potion to put Cerberus to sleep;


    In another legend, the nymph Proserpina used a piece of bread to divert Cerberus''s attention...


    In any case, the Hellhound had frequently been knocked out due to indiscriminate eating.


    And upon hearing this, Sisyphus suddenly had a moment of realization.


    No wonder the Hellhound, in its eagerness for the honey cake, plunged headfirst into the river Styx without a second glance.


    At that moment, Luo En approached the riverbank, taking an interested look at the famous Hellhound.


    Perhaps due to being soaked in the waters of the river Styx, the Hellfire that originally surrounded it had been extinguished, and its terrifying image had vanished altogether. In its place was a drenched house dog that seemed no different from an ordinary pet, just scaled up several times and with three heads.


    Moreover, those three heads with their black-and-white coloring and goofy demeanor gave Luo En a strange sense of familiarity��as if he''d seen them somewhere before.


    After a moment of thought, he slapped his forehead, suddenly enlightened.


    Alaska huskies and Siberian huskies! These three heads looked exactly like those two breeds of dogs, exuding an air of intelligence.


    No wonder the Hellhound had been petted by all the gods in Greece, turning into the comic relief in various scripts and legends��it was all in the genes.


    And if the Netherworld was counting on this breed to guard its gates, no wonder it had been farmed by heroes across generations.


    Luo En shook his head, kicked the Hellhound that was snoring heavily on the ground, grabbed Sisyphus who was pressed beneath, and smiled radiantly.


    "Oh, right, what were you saying just now?"


    Sisyphus stiffened, looking at the hand clamped on his wrist like iron tongs, and declared righteously.


    "I''m the mastermind, you two are just coerced. If anything happens, you guys go first, I''ll cover for you!"


    "Hmm, true friendship indeed!"


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction and then looked behind him.


    "Got all that?"


    "Every single word."


    Thetis raised the conch shell in her hand, which was faintly glowing, and stepped forward to ask "kindly."


    "Anything else you want to add? Friend?"


    "No, nothing else..."


    Sisyphus made a mournful face, shaking his head repeatedly, and suddenly realized he was again at the mercy of the shady trio standing before him.


    Having successfully intimidated the shady fraudster, Luo En also took the opportunity to remind him.


    "If that''s settled, then continue leading the way."


    Sisyphus nodded reluctantly and pulled out three gold coins from his person, tossing them into the River Styx.


    Soon, ripples spread across the water''s surface, and an ancient boat emerged from the dense mists of death.


    The boatman aboard, clad in a black robe, hunched over with a long pole in hand, appeared gloomy and sleazy.


    Charon, the Ferryman of the Underworld River, a professional boatman ferrying souls between the realms of life and death.


    To ride his boat, one had to bribe him with money.


    Thus, placing two coins on the eyes of the deceased became a burial custom in Greece.


    At this moment, as the ferry neared, the waters of the River Styx boiled, and contorted departed souls scrambled over each other to climb aboard the small boat.


    Charon stirred the long pole in his hand as usual, the ripples he created in the River Styx quickly shattered the discontented specters.


    However, the departed souls still refused to give up, and the closer they got to the shore, the more violently the ferry seemed to rock.


    Quickly, Charon located the source of the disturbance, frowned, and looked toward the two figures on the shore, muttering hoarsely.


    "Living people?"


    "Cut the crap, just tell us if you''ll ferry us or not!"


    Sisyphus stepped forward, shielding Luo En and Thetis, taking on the negotiations himself.


    Charon fell silent for a moment, then looked up seriously, scrutinizing the two living people before him.


    In the midst of the tense atmosphere, Luo En signaled Thetis with a look, and both simultaneously reached behind them.


    "...More Money!"


    The emphatic response nearly threw Luo En''s back out.


    Yet Sisyphus, as if accustomed to this, extended a finger.


    "One grand sacrificial offering..."


    "Two grand sacrificial offerings! Plus thirty Golden Zeuses!"


    Charon reached out his shriveled palm, scooping up the three gold coins from the waves of the River Styx and held them greedily under his nose to sniff.


    A pale gold stream of light flowed into his body, seemingly fleshing out the sleazy old man a bit more.


    The power of faith?


    Witnessing this scene, Luo En came to a realization.


    Even though both the God of Death Thanatos and the Sleep God Hypnos, as well as Charon, the Ferryman of the Underworld River, were created by the Authority of Nyx, the Goddess of the Night, and were brothers in a sense.


    The God of Sleep and the God of Death were somewhat acceptable, as they possessed clear and powerful divine Authority.


    Charon''s life was quite miserable, though. Without clear devotees and offerings, he had to resort to ferrying, scraping whatever power of faith he could from the mouths of passing departed souls, just to maintain his half-dead appearance.


    And the source of this power of faith was often the coins placed over the eyes of the dead.


    Thus, Charon developed the bad habit of demanding money, even to death.


    According to legend, as long as the money was enough, even living intruders into the Netherworld would be ignored by him as he continued to ferry them across the river.

 Chapter 301 208: As soon as the money arrives, Ill align with you

    The Netherworld is connected by five rivers: the River Acheron, River Cocytus, Phlegethon River, River Styx, and River Lethe.


    Normally, the departed souls must pass through the River Acheron, River Cocytus, Phlegethon River, River Styx, and River Lethe sequentially before they finally reach the Elysian Fields.


    In this process, the departed souls, unable to accept their death, weep at the River Acheron, lament their past lives at the River Cocytus, purify their spirits at the Phlegethon River of Fire, and then cross the River Styx aboard Charon''s boat.


    Ultimately, after reaching the River Lethe, the souls drink its waters, forget their current lives, and step into the "Elysian Fields".


    There, the three judges, Radamanthys, Minos, and Argus will decide where the souls should go:


    Those who are kind and morally upright will be allowed into Blissful Paradise, known as Elysium;


    Those who were evil in life must be cast into a special Hell designed for holding and punishing the wicked, where they will face severe punishment��a place called Tartarus Hell.


    Most souls, neither particularly evil nor notably good, will remain in the plains filled with daffodils, where they will either wander aimlessly or await new life.


    The entire Netherworld is divided into three regions by the Phlegethon River of Fire for easier management.


    Charon''s ferry is one of the few means of transport capable of crossing between these regions.


    Most importantly, this fellow recognizes only money.


    ��As long as the payment is right, it does not matter whether you are a human or a ghost; he will transport you without fail.


    At this moment, Luo En acutely felt the Ferryman of the Underworld River''s extremely professional work ethic.


    Due to the addition of the living, his boat became unstable due to the weight of the Law of Life, and the wandering departed souls in the River Styx, sensing the scent of the living, stirred up waves to engulf Luo En and Thetis on the boat, trying to taste the freshness of life or seize their beautiful shells.


    Charon, standing at the bow, unflinchingly thrust his long pole into the River, stirring it. His Authority vibrated in the burning Stygian Water, creating ripples that shattered the distorted faces of the departed souls, allowing the rocking ferry to proceed smoothly.


    From his adept movements, it was clear that this old man was not doing this for the first time.


    Soon, under the guidance of this professional pathfinder, the group smoothly followed the Phlegethon River of Fire and reached the boundary of Tartarus.


    "We''ve come to the fork; repeat what you promised me earlier," said Charon, stopping his pole and turning his head emotionlessly to look at Sisyphus at the stern of the boat.


    The professional scam artist complained bitterly.


    The upcoming fork was a part of the River Styx, known as the "River of Oaths."


    Oaths made in the name of the River Styx are immensely sacred; any human who violates these oaths will often be engulfed by the waters of the River Styx after death and then suffer eternal divine punishment in the cold waters of the River.


    The painful, floating spirits they saw along the River were mostly from here.


    And as the three judges gradually took office and the divine authority in the Netherworld continued to stabilize,


    even the deities who violated the oaths made in the name of the River Styx would suffer backlash.


    However, compared to these frail humans, the constraints on deities were much lighter, often costing them but a year of sleep.


    At this moment, seeing Sisyphus remain silent, Charon''s face could not help but darken.


    "Are you thinking of backing out?"


    "Don''t worry, as long as he can escape the Netherworld, my friend is willing to do anything!"


    Luo En confidently assured, while exchanging a glance with Thetis, they tacitly moved forward, one to the left and one to the right, firmly restraining Sisyphus.


    The professional con artist, sandwiched like a cookie, having no way to escape, could only make a mournful face and repeated the promise he made on the shore to the flowing waters of the River Styx below.


    Thirty gold coins blessed by faith, two grand sacrifices; honestly, although costly, it hadn''t reached the point of bankruptcy for him.


    But compared to financial losses, what truly made Sisyphus unable to accept was the psychological gap.


    Initially, he was the ruthless character who had kidnapped the God of Death and deceived the Underworld King, such that even Hades couldn''t obtain the promised grand sacrifice from him, and had to leave him in Tartarus, furious and helpless.


    How had he weathered great storms only to capsize his boat in this minor shady waterway?


    As the last oath was absorbed by the River Styx, Charon finally inserted the long pole into the water, guiding the ferry into a tributary of the River Styx.


    Perhaps due to escaping the dangerous environment of Tartarus, the surrounding scenery gradually became lively; daffodils, pomegranates, myrrh, and other plants not only thrived without the intrusion of death but grew exceptionally dense.


    Along both banks of the river, a peculiar plant stood erect with ridged, hairy stems, feather-split leaves, and serrated edges, forming a contiguous patch; its purple-red or pink flowers bloomed brilliantly.


    Even more spectacular was a cluster of gold-and-black flowers that danced in the breeze as if twinkling stars were hidden within them, creating a breathtaking view.


    Under close observation, Thetis suddenly realized these were not flowers but large gold-and-black butterflies, about ten centimeters in length, resting on the plants, lightly flapping their wings, creating an illusion of blooming flowers.


    As if sensing the gaze, the butterflies in the flower bed flitted up, resembling the light of shooting stars in the night sky, approaching the goddess on the boat.


    So beautiful...


    The innate feminine pursuit of beauty made Thetis''s gaze slightly blurred, subconsciously extending her hand to touch the adorable little sprites landing on her, adding a splash of vivid color to her dreary Netherworld journey.


    "Don''t touch!"


    However, just as Thetis''s gently closing hand was about to touch one of the beautiful butterflies, a thunderous shout erupted next to her ear, and her arm, white as ivory, was abruptly yanked back.


    Following that, a pair of slender fingers, quick as lightning, traced several Hermes scripts in the air, then shot forward and collided with several of the gold-and-black butterflies coming their way.


    "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    The beautiful butterfly struggling in midair burst open with a bang, scattering phosphor powder that twinkled like stardust, bringing a fragile and elegant beauty, as if it were a vivid painting from a dream.


    As the phosphor powder drifted with the wind, a rich floral fragrance filled the air, bringing a kind of mental relaxation and pleasure.


    Unnoticed, Sisyphus had already laid down at the stern, fast asleep with a satisfied, relaxed smile on his face.


    But this was a flight for life, how could he sleep?


    At this moment, Thetis no longer felt the earlier appreciation and comfort, but instead stood behind Luo En with a face full of fear, warily watching the golden-black butterflies fluttering from the floral bushes on both sides of the river.


    This was the Netherworld, how could there be ordinary creatures?


    In an environment known to be fraught with danger, she couldn''t possibly be so careless.


    So, that thing also had the ability to bewitch minds!


    "It''s an Underworld Butterfly!"


    Luo En answered in a deep, cool voice, his purple eyes solemnly gauging the plants along the river banks, his knowledge of magic potions automatically correlating with them.


    Poppy and valerian...


    the Greeks revered valerian as "Divine Herb" and "Sleeping Plant," and poppy had a similar effect.


    These, too, like the Underworld Butterfly, were symbolic of a certain deity of the Netherworld.


    Luo En glanced at the swarm of golden-black Underworld Butterflies coming from both river banks and unceremoniously lifted a foot, kicking Sisyphus.


    "Wake up, your old enemy has caught up!"


    As Divine Power filled with the "Flames" Purification Authority slammed into his body, Sisyphus leaped up from the deck like a monkey whose butt had been burned, screaming in agony.


    Seeing thousands of Underworld Butterflies flying from both banks towards their dilapidated vessel, Sisyphus''s face turned pale.


    "Hypnos!"


    "Damn, did you provoke the God of Sleep?"


    Meanwhile, Charon also realized this smuggling trip was different from the usual, seemingly caught in some serious trouble, and immediately turned hostile.


    "No way, I''m not taking this trip!"


    He just wanted to make some money, but they seemed intent on taking his life.


    "I''ll triple the money! He will pay!"


    Under Luo En''s "gentle" gaze, Sisyphus, his shoulder firmly gripped, could only nod sadly.


    However, Charon firmly shook his head, a trace of fear in his eyes.


    "Not even for ten times the amount, they''ll kill me!"


    "Twenty times, plus a statue!"


    "Hiss��"


    Charon sucked in a cold breath, his throat dry, and after a long struggle, he managed to murmur.


    "This isn''t about money..."


    "Thirty times, take it or leave it!"


    Hearing that inhumane hike in price, Sisyphus almost moved to tears.


    Because while the other party was calling out the price, he was the one who had to pay.


    If the earlier ticket was a small loss, now this was truly throwing money down the drain.


    However, before the unfortunate man could contend, the Ferryman of the Underworld River, upon hearing the final price offered by the employer, completely threw aside his fear of his peers and the rules of the Netherworld, eagerly nodding in excitement.


    "Deal!"


    Immediately after, Charon eagerly turned to the generous financier on the ship, rubbing his hands as he inquired, and that perpetually unchanging old face actually showed a trace of sycophantic humanity.


    "Where to? You say!"


    "Elysian Fields."


    "Okay!"


    Charon agreed decisively and then grabbed his long pole, vigorously maneuvering it through the Stygian water, carrying the three smugglers as they darted past the banks lined with poppy and valerian.


    "Hmph, stubborn ignorance!"


    However, the next moment, amidst a cold reprimand, countless golden-black Underworld Butterflies converged above the river, and a figure with golden hair and golden eyes slowly formed a silhouette, his arm slowly lifting.


    In an instant, the fluttering golden-black Underworld Butterflies transformed into a chillingly cold hundred-meter long sword.


    ��Dreamscape descends, fantasy manifests.


    To turn thoughts into reality using Divine Authority was the combat style of the God of Sleep.


    As Hypnos''s arm fell, the hundred-meter long sword, harboring icy sharpness, cleaved towards the fast-moving ferry across the water surface.

 Chapter 302 209: Pay More, Bastard!

    Feeling an overwhelming aura of death and decay bearing down, Luo En''s halo behind him spun as he transformed into his fifth incarnation, the "Warrior." The blood of the War God within him instantly boiled, bursting into rampant flames of combat desire, which blazed like crimson flames erupting from the pores and acupoints all over his body.


    �� Oh, blood of Ares, be shattered here, be utterly destroyed here!


    In a silent murmur, Luo En twisted his body backward, his right hand feigning a grip. The red and black spear of nation-creation manifested in his palm, fiercely thrust upward. A tyrannical and unruly force, combined with the deadly intent of extinction, turned into tangible crimson waves, rolling forward and drowning the dreamlike golden light inch by inch.


    Seeing the golden sword being devoured rapidly, Hypnos''s complexion changed slightly. Immediately, he reached forward and grabbed the shattered giant sword from mid-air, activated the sleep-derived authority that turned illusions into reality, and reformed a sharper blade to tear through the crimson flames in one fell swoop.


    "Clang, clang, clang, clang!"


    In just a few breaths, the spear of nation-creation and the golden sword collided violently hundreds of times. The screeching sound of metal on metal, continuous like popping beans, caused the eardrums of Charon and Thetis on the boat to ache.


    Sisyphus, whose talent was limited to escaping and lacked any decent combat skills, couldn''t bear it either, clutching his head as if it would split, groaning painfully.


    In the end, it was only when Charon saw that the real patron of this job was about to be finished, that he very unwillingly slapped his long pole against the waters of the Styx.


    A thin curtain of water rose up around the ferry, accompanied by the sound of splashing, protecting everyone on board and shielding them from the fierce remnants of the battle.


    Barely surviving, Sisyphus shook his nearly mushed brain and, out of habit, plastered a smile on his face, approaching Charon who had intervened.


    "I felt like I was about to die just now. Lucky you were here, my friend..."


    However, feeling the constant drainage of divine power and divinity within him, Charon couldn''t help but grit his teeth.


    "�� Extra charge!"


    "..."


    Sisyphus''s smile froze, and he could only nod sullenly under the grim gaze of the ferryman of the Underworld River, inwardly cursing.


    Three on this boat, the ones fighting are up front, so why am I the only one paying?


    "Boom!"


    Meanwhile, the spear of nation-creation and the golden sword in the sky collided for the final time. The violent shockwave rippled outward, shredding the blood flames enveloping Luo En and the Underworld Butterflies surrounding Hypnos.


    "Puff, puff, puff, puff!"


    Streams of gold and crimson light soared through the air, whistling sharply as they shot in all directions.


    Instantly, dust rose on the riverbanks, swathes of poppies and valerian plants turned into a sky full of plant debris; water columns splashed up, meters high, and the departed souls residing in the Styx screamed as they scattered in all directions.


    Above the water, Hypnos looked down at the golden sword in his hand, now reduced to half its size, casually tossed it aside, and looked up at his opponent wrapped in blood flames, holding the divine artifact, and casually remarked,


    "Nice spear..."


    But that was all.


    As soon as he finished speaking, the butterfly-shaped wings behind this God of Sleep fluttered, scattering countless specks of phosphor powder that turned into thousands of gold and black Underworld Butterflies with the wind, like falling meteors, quickly plummeting towards everyone on the ferry.


    Long-range combat?


    Luo En, watching the glowing lights fluttering all around him, remained expressionless, his hands gripping the spear plunged into the rushing waters of the Styx.


    The "Warrior" vanished, the "Great Whale" emerged.


    In an instant, the water of the Stygian River, moved by the authority of the ocean, swept upwards. Countless suspended droplets, like blobs of thick ink, automatically formed Hermes Script, Titan Runes, linear letters, and a series of runes imbued with mystical power, gathering around Luo En, resembling the stars dotting the night sky, lighting up the darkness.


    Hypnos felt as if he had entered a treasury preserving the seeds of civilization, the historical context carved into the memory of time, all laid out before him.


    At this moment, he seemed like a sage with a nine-pronged crown atop his head, his right hand raised, using the spear as a pen, sketching the final stroke through thin air.


    Knowledge is a ladder, and insight is a crown.


    Here, explore the ultimate truths, eradicate the fallacies!


    Instantly, the dense runes in mid-air, like well-trained soldiers, automatically connected and built upon each other from the central figure as the base, forming one Magic Circle Diagram after another, automatically weakening, counterattacking, defending, and retaliating.


    The hoards of diving Underworld Butterflies were precisely segmented, encircled, blocked, and shot down, leaving none to escape.


    At this moment, seeing the half-filled sky, luxurious like a castle, and as exquisite as art��a vast array of Magic Circles, Sisyphus on the ferry opened his mouth wide in astonishment, his eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets.


    Isn''t, what kind of background does this guy have?


    His magical proficiency is incredible! How could he even overpower Hypnos, one of the twin deities of the Netherworld?


    The deeper he thought, the more unnerved Sisyphus felt.


    One thing was certain, the person opposite was definitely not targeting him specifically. The trouble he might stir up in the future would likely only grow.


    A mere demigod like himself getting involved might end up not even leaving any remnants in the end.


    When he tallied it all up seriously, it seemed like he was the one at a loss?


    At this moment, Sisyphus started to miss the warmth of that rock.


    But unfortunately, neither Charon waiting for him to return to Corinth for an additional payout, nor the beautiful goddess unintentionally blocking his path on the side, seemed likely to let him easily jump ship.


    And at that moment, having suffered consecutive defeats, Hypnos''s expression finally grew serious.


    He had thought that the divine artifact with the power to ruin was his trump card. He hadn''t expected his opponent''s mastery of magic to be even superior.


    Since that was the case...


    Hypnos raised his hand in a gesture, and a black, gold-colored transverse flute, engraved with butterfly patterns, appeared in his palm, which he then brought to his lips.


    With the movement of the airstream, a comfortable and elegant melody flowed from the holes of the flute, spreading outwards, and countless gold and black Underworld Butterflies emerged from the air, dancing gracefully and sprinkling down dreamy phosphor powder.


    Inside the splendid Palace of Corinth, beautiful maids moved about and laughed, pouring cups of aromatic, rich wine into Sisyphus''s mouth, while the soft velvet bed exuded a comfortable scent...


    On the lush green island, a breeze caressed Tethys''s cheek, bringing the moist sea air; the soft fine sand rubbed against her skin, comfortable and pleasant; the warm sunlight made one''s muscles relax, making one long to lie under the dense shade of the trees in the distance and quietly enjoy the afternoon...


    In a home built in the style of Minosian architecture, the warm fire crackled, and a table full of rich dishes had already been devoured, with the sensation of fullness inside making one feel lazily content, wishing to lie on the wicker chair, taking a quiet nap after the meal...


    A bit sleepy, time for a little nap.


    Just as Luo En yawned and slowly closed his increasingly heavy eyelids, the dancing flames in the stove suddenly burst out with a crackling sound, sending several meters-high golden flames leaping out and immediately setting the entire house ablaze.


    Something''s not right! I''m still in the Netherworld!


    A sudden scorching pain in his brain made Luo En suddenly realize what was happening, and he immediately opened his eyes, and looked fearfully at the figure playing the transverse flute in mid-air and the hundreds of Underworld Butterflies that were now dangerously close.


    No wonder even the Divine King Zeus had been ensnared by the Authority of Dreams, he had almost fallen asleep on the spot, beguiled by Hypnos''s flute.


    If it weren''t for the sixth incarnation''s "Flame," which in a crucial moment used its power to purify the negatives and awaken a shred of his consciousness, the consequences would have been unimaginable.


    In a critical moment, one can only rely on their own Chief God!


    Luo En silently made a cross in his heart, and the purifying "Flame" immediately surged out from within him, turning the approaching Underworld Butterflies to ashes.


    He actually broke free?


    Seeing the unexpected result, Hypnos was startled and attempted to strengthen the resonance of the melody, trying to pull the target back into the dreamland.


    However, Luo En, now on guard, naturally would not give him that chance. His body leaned back dramatically, his right hand tightly gripping the Spear of Nation Creation, while sacred words solemnly chanted from his mouth.


    "Branch of Ruin, divine carcass wedge��reignite the ashes at the beginning!"


    The next moment, Luo En was enveloped in a fierce blaze of crimson light, and the Holy Lance crafted from large palm wood in his hand was also ignited along with it.


    Amidst the flying ashes, the dead roots of the world revealed their miserably defeated essence.


    Barren, pitch-black, resembling a piece of lifeless charcoal.


    Yet, facing this ugliness and decay, Hypnos was as if facing a great enemy, pushing the dream-inducing melody of his flute to its limit.


    He had a premonition that if he were to be struck by this thing, no matter how strong heroes or immortal deities were, they would all be turned into ashes by this burning branch.


    Only the immortal Chief God could survive this horrific destruction.


    "Swoosh!"


    The burning branch shot out, igniting the Netherworld''s deathly aura along its path, shattering layer upon layer of purple dream barriers, with the Underworld Butterflies, serving as foundation stones and networks, unable to dodge in time, burning brightly and cascading into the Styx like drifting river lamps on the water surface.


    "Puff!"


    In the light sound of a blade piercing flesh, the flute abruptly stopped.


    A streak of blood appeared on Hypnos''s handsome face, with a few gold and red Blood Beads falling into the tumultuous waters of the Styx below.


    At this moment, Sisyphus and Tethys on the boat woke up dazed, their faces filled with shock.


    "I have to admit, you''re strong, so, I will make my utmost effort next!"


    The God of Sleep in mid-air reached out to wipe the blood from his face, speaking faintly, his serious tone mixed with a rare hint of chill.


    ��Why do lives fall asleep? Because they are not yet ready to face death.


    As a deity who governs sleep, Hypnos does not like killing, thus he seldom fights or strikes fatally.


    But as one of the Twin Gods of the Netherworld, guarding this place and maintaining order is his duty.


    However, once he makes his move with full force, he cannot guarantee survival for the other party.


    Life and death combat should be so!


    The next moment, murderous intent filled Hypnos''s eyes, as he raised the now halved transverse flute in his hand and swung it forward.


    Instantaneously, sharp and piercing wails broke out all around, the boiling death aura was compressed to its limit, transforming into a dense array of swords, spears, heavy hammers, and even meteorites, launching forward.


    Facing the fierce attack from Hypnos, Luo En, who had just thrown the Spear of Nation Creation and now empty-handed, gave a slight smile.


    Then��


    He decisively grabbed Tethys and Sisyphus beside him, and leaped together, landing on a riverbank covered in daffodils.


    Nothing else, after dragging on so long, the Elysian Fields were finally in sight.


    Meanwhile, the only one left behind, Ferryman Charon on the river, watching the overwhelming array of swords, spears, heavy hammers, and even meteorites approaching, was stunned.


    "Boom!"


    The next moment, a hundred feet high water column splashed up above the Styx, with black wooden shards scattering in all directions.


    In the turbulent waters of the Styx, an old man dressed in tattered clothes violently wielded the pole, now broken into two pieces, driving the relentlessly swarming departed souls away while turning his head to shout furiously at the three shameless figures who quickly dived into the daffodil bushes.


    "Charge more! Remember to charge them, you bastards!"

 Chapter 303 209: I started, and with one move, he was defeated instantly. What else is there to say?

    Above the Elysian Fields, Luo En and his two companions rushed through the overgrown grass attempting to escape the pursuit of the God of Sleep, Hypnos.


    Beneath their feet, the boundless wild grass swayed in the dim light. This place was never graced by the Sun, forever resembling either dusk or night, and was devoid of lanterns. Clusters of tiny white flowers, sensing the passing visitors, danced in the wind, appearing and disappearing like specters, emitting a faint glow.


    These were the daffodils of the Netherworld, different from the species in the Mortal world because they bloomed within the Elysian Fields; hence, this place was also known as the Daffodil Plains.


    All the mediocre souls, neither heroic nor evil, would remain on the Daffodil Plains. Their souls were relegated to this place, and before that, they had to drink from the waters of the River Lethe to forget everything from their lives.


    As the white daffodils faintly lit up, Luo En''s group saw countless bewildered departed souls wandering aimlessly across the plains blooming with the Netherworld''s daffodils.


    Because of the water from the River Lethe, they lacked memories, a future, emotions, and purpose, coming to the riverbank only when hungry to satiate themselves with the flowers that grew abundantly there.


    These were plants of the Netherworld called Golden Grain Flowers, often growing not far from the riverbank, which could provide the departed with the breath of death, quelling hunger in their souls.


    Of course, besides the Golden Grain Flowers, there was another kind of food that could fill the befuddled departed souls.


    ��The fresh blood and life of living beings!


    "Over there, smells so good..."


    "Delicious!"


    "Living, eat!"


    Countless thirsty and crazed murmurs came from all directions as pair after pair of vacant eyes stared fixedly at the trio sneaking through the flowers, their throats involuntarily moving, subconsciously raising their sharpened hands and dashing towards that scent of freshness from the Mortal World.


    Seeing thousands of lifeless souls suddenly surging towards them with renewed vigor, Luo En thought of students who heard the bell signaling the end of class and rushed towards the cafeteria.


    "Run!"


    Sisyphus, without a second word, harnessed his talent as the Rider of the Wind. He pushed the divine blood within him to its limits and bolted ahead.


    After all, considering the strength and backgrounds of his two teammates, each was more preposterous than the other.


    Their safety and speed were really none of his concern.


    Better to worry about himself in advance rather than them.


    Indeed, it wasn''t long before Sisyphus felt a gust of wind whoosh past him, easily leaving him behind.


    What was more infuriating was that the horde of insane departed souls were following straight after him, and even his urgent change of direction was futile.


    Feeling like a rabbit being chased, Sisyphus, scattering in all directions, felt somewhat breached by the situation.


    "Why are they only chasing me, not you guys?"


    "Oh, I just cast a Suppression Spell sealing off the life essence in our flesh and souls."


    Using Divine Speed, Luo En, who was pulling Thetis firmly ahead, turned his head and replied nonchalantly.


    Watching the two lead the way, Sisyphus''s eyes revealed grief and indignation,


    "What about me?"


    "Who told you to run so fast? You''re always the first to bolt!"


    "..."


    Under Luo En''s contemptuous gaze, the guilty con artist was left speechless.


    However, in a moment of distraction, a departed soul burst out from the brush at his side, its mouth drooling as it chomped down on the plumpest, bounciest piece of flesh in sight.


    "Ow~! My buttocks!"


    The fleeing Son of the Wind God let out a harrowing scream, kicked his foot high, and furiously booted off the rude departed soul clinging to his rear end. Then, with a mourning face, he pleaded forward,


    "The Suppression Spell? Dude, cast it on me, quick!"


    "What''s in it for me?"


    "When we get back to Corinth, I guarantee to supply enough Ambrosial Honey Wine personally delivered by the God of Wine!" Sisyphus swore solemnly.


    "Hmm..." Luo En smiled and nodded, his response loaded with deeper meaning as he deliberately slowed the drawing of the Hermes Script with his hand.


    This con artist really never changed, indeed deserving a taste of his own medicine.


    "Hiss~ Ah~! Don''t bite! You bastards, stop biting randomly!"


    As a certain scheming deity deliberately dragged his feet, Sisyphus suffered several more attacks from departed souls, receiving various wounds on his arms, buttocks, and even near the thigh.


    Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of suffering, Luo En completed the Suppression Spell in his hand, successfully rescuing Sisyphus from the encirclement of departed souls.


    "Dude..."


    Sisyphus, who felt like a young maiden ravished by a thousand robust men, barely managed to stand up shaky from the brush, moved to tears by the hand stretched out to him by his fighting buddy.


    He swore he would never run ahead again, staying close to this guy seemed to be the safest option.


    Just as Sisyphus resolved to walk towards Luo En, he saw the latter''s face change slightly, suddenly pulling Thetis to his side to swiftly dodge aside.


    "Whoosh!"


    At the same moment, a grim-faced dark butterfly flapped its wings and flew directly, crashing into Sisyphus''s head.


    Damn...


    Sisyphus''s vision darkened, and as he was about to curse in agony, his consciousness sank into an endless chaos.


    Watching his pitiful teammate fall stiffly in pain, Luo En turned around filled with righteous indignation,


    "You, the almighty God of Sleep, resorting to sneak attacks too? That''s not honorable at all!"


    However, as his gaze shifted to what was behind, he abruptly realized it wasn''t Hypnos who had come.


    Instead, there stood a figure clad in black armor, bearing wings and fierce teeth and claws of a beast, who gruffly spoke.


    "Indeed, you managed to dodge that strike just now; it seems you are truly the target Father God has commanded us to hunt down!"


    Father God? Is he the son of Hypnos?


    Upon hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but be slightly startled.


    At this moment, the towering and ferocious humanoid monster licked its snake-like, slender, and blood-red tongue, a glimmer of excitement flickering in its reptilian vertical pupils.


    "Even Father God speaks highly of you; let me test your capabilities myself!"


    In an instant, the humanoid monster vibrated its jet-black wings, scattering numerous dark phosphorescent lights. The space around it, along with its body, twisted and elongated, transforming into a hundred-meter-long dragon, bellowing towards the heavens.


    "Roar!"


    The lofty and majestic voice spread in all directions, and one after another, pitch-black Underworld Butterflies emerged from the phosphorescence, promptly transforming into thousands of bipedal dragons, assembling overhead and sealing off the vicinity.


    "It''s the Oneiroi..."


    A hushed voice from Thetis, the Ocean Goddess, came from beside him. A few concise introductions made Luo En understand where the enemy before him originated.


    The Oneiroi, also known as Oneiroi, are a tribe of Dream Spirits in Greek mythology, sons of the God of Sleep, Hypnos, and are the incarnations of all dreams, reportedly numbering in the thousands.


    Typically, the Tribe of Dream Spirits, with black wings sprouting from their shoulders, dwell on the border of the Netherworld in Dreamland, under the jurisdiction of the God of Sleep, Hypnos. They are responsible for crafting dreams for all sorts of creatures in the world.


    Furthermore, based on different functions, the three thousand dream deities are categorized into three types. The most outstanding three sons of Hypnos serve as their managers.


    The first, Morpheus, also known as ''The Shaper,'' personified dreams by adeptly transforming into human appearances and led the dream spirits;


    The second, Phantasos, also known as ''The Illusionist,'' objectified dreams by adeptly transforming into appearances of earth, water, and wood;


    The third, Phobetor, also known as ''The Terrifier,'' animalized dreams by adeptly transforming into the forms of birds and beasts, therefore, also known as ''The Likeness.''


    Clearly, the Dream Spirit who had transformed into a giant dragon blocking their path was none other than ''The Terrifier,'' Phobetor, and his group of animalized dream spirits.


    "Weren''t we supposed to have a fair fight? Why bring in the fodder to clear the map?"


    Luo En couldn''t help but curse at Hypnos''s dishonorable tactics.


    Fodder? Is he talking about us?


    Damned fool!


    The moment the dragon-formed Phobetor heard this, he was deeply insulted. He momentarily threw aside the order from Father God, Hypnos, not to act rashly upon identifying the target, and angrily flapped his wings forward, opening his mouth to spew forth a torrent of Hellfire.


    Simultaneously, the flock of bipedal dragons, transformed by a group of Dream Spirits, also swiftly swooped down, launching an attack on the three major offenders from the Netherworld.


    Watching the fierce approaching group of dragons, Luo En snorted coldly. Behind him, the Golden Wheel pointed to the fifth gear; a golden-red Blood Flame soared into the sky. The Spear of Nation Creation in his hand was thrown forward, splitting the swirling dragon flames, penetrating the sky with a speed faster than lightning.


    "Pfft!"


    "Ao!"


    Accompanied by the dull sounds of a blade entering flesh and agonized screams, the pitch-black dragon, dragging one of its severely damaged wings, plummeted down like a malfunctioning fighter jet and plunged headfirst into the dark soil of the Netherworld, creating a crater a hundred meters deep.


    "Damn it!"


    The disheveled Phobetor, having just reverted to his human form, climbed cursing out of the crater, only for a figure swift as lightning to rush before him and kick him into the soil at the edge of the pit.


    Under the intense shock, Phobetor, once again severely injured, broke several ribs, and a mouthful of dark purple blood spouted from his throat, leaving his spirit listless and drained.


    Luo En, with bare hands, pulled Phobetor embedded in the soil out, held him up, and scoffed disdainfully.


    "What, not convinced by being called a minor soldier? To capture me, you should at least let Hypnos come himself, you''re not qualified!"


    After all, he had managed to shear the wool of half the Chief Gods of Olympus himself, and with the Deicide attribute of the nation-founding spear, ordinary deities were typically dispatched in mere seconds when facing him.


    With his cheeks flushed with anger, Phobetor wanted to object, but faced with the undeniable truth, he could only helplessly direct his frustration towards his subordinates.


    "What are you waiting for? A bunch of useless trash!"


    On his command, thousands of bipedal flying dragons instantly landed, transforming into lions, cheetahs, magical pigs, and giant snakes among other bizarre magic beasts, swarming towards Tethys and Sisyphus on the other side.


    They weren''t foolish; even their own boss had been dispatched in one round by some guy. Rushing in now would be akin to delivering free kills.


    Obviously, it''s best to pick on the weaker ones.


    Seeing that Tethys, guarding Sisyphus, was beginning to face increasing peril from the advancing beast tide, Luo En''s expression turned cold. Without any courtesy, he twisted off Phobetor''s other working arm and shouted forward,


    "Everyone, keep it down!"


    Hearing the crisp sound of bones breaking behind them and the muffled groans of pain from the boss, the transformed Tribe of Dream Spirits halted their assault.


    Then, clutching the fractured bone of Phobetor''s arm, Luo En looked at the face twisted in anguish and kindly advised,


    "And you, why bother pretending to be tough? We have no past grudges. Listen, if you don''t want to suffer, just obediently lift the Dream Curse you placed earlier, and we''ll keep out of each other''s way."


    "Agreed! I agree!"


    Under the imposing dominance of a certain man, Phobetor, almost fainting from pain, could only humbly nod. He quickly flicked a Blood Bead at Sisyphus''s brow, and a stream of black energy mixed with screams and wails dissipated.


    "Pleasant cooperation!"


    Seeing the other party so compliant, Luo En revealed a relieved smile and then forcefully flung Phobetor backward. He decisively grabbed Tethys and Sisyphus, activated "Goat''s" Divine Speed, and rushed out of the range of the beast tide.


    As is well known, the gods of Greece never play by the rules, and they''re all rather petty.


    Expecting them to swallow their pride and remain silent after suffering a loss is essentially impossible.


    "They''re here! Quickly capture them!"


    Sure enough, Luo En had only run a few steps when the anguished roar of Phobetor rang out from behind.


    But this time, he was visibly much smarter, knowing to call the other Dream God brothers and their father, Hypnos, to assemble and confront the situation together.

 Chapter 304 210: Your Wife is in My Hands!

    The once dull and deadly silent Elysian Fields were now bustling with exceptional liveliness.


    One after another, the Tribe of Dream Spirits, with black wings on their backs, transformed into various forms��be it human, object, or beast��and searched frantically across the plain blooming with Netherworld daffodils inch by inch.


    At the forefront, the three great dream gods, "The Shaper" Morpheus, "The Illusionist" Phantasos, and "The Terrifier" Phobetor, all sported bruised faces and tattered clothes, while suspiciously scanning their surroundings with paranoid glances.


    At the slightest rustle, they couldn''t help but instinctively huddle back-to-back, summoning their respective Divine Artifacts, as if facing a formidable enemy.


    Clearly, this was a stress reaction after having been brutally beaten.


    When they realized this was yet another false alarm, a whirlwind of panic over nothing, the three cast embarrassed looks at each other, slightly distancing themselves, and mentally cursed a certain Netherworld recidivist to hell and back.


    At first, "The Shaper" Morpheus and "The Illusionist" Phantasos, who had rushed to the scene upon hearing the commotion, mocked "The Terrifier" Phobetor intensely for his disheveled state.


    However, it wasn''t long before the two overconfident dream gods faced the same fate as their brother.


    And even as they began to be more cautious, they still couldn''t escape the destiny of being battered and bruised.


    The bastard not only fought ruthlessly, but his heart was even darker. As soon as there were more of them, he''d run; when they spread out to follow, he''d turn back and single out whoever was alone for a savage beating.


    As a result, the leading three dream gods didn''t dare to split their forces, and could only stick together, searching every part of the daffodil plain joint by joint.


    Although this primitive method greatly slowed down their search, the strategy of advancing layer by layer was gradually narrowing the suspicious area, cornering that slippery eel into a limited zone of movement.


    And this time, it wasn''t going to be so easy for him to escape.


    The three dream gods looked back at the God of Sleep, Hypnos, who floated in the air behind them, calming their hearts, and continued to wave their hands, signaling for the three thousand Tribes of Dream Spirits to inspect the last suspicious area.


    Right then, Luo En and his two companions, concealed in the tall grass by magic of disguise, cursed under their breath as they saw the encroaching forces from all sides closing in.


    Infamous twins of the Netherworld, they picked on the weak and even brought along all of their Tribe of Dream Spirits for an overpowering onslaught. It truly was a bit excessive.


    "What do we do now?"


    Thetis stopped casting her enhancement-class healing magic, glanced at Luo En, and then her gaze involuntarily shifted behind them.


    Having been with them all this way, shouldn''t a certain friend shine and radiate a bit?


    Sisyphus, alertly observing his surroundings, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.


    "It''s not time yet..."


    Luo En shook his head, stopping Thetis from any thoughts of betraying their companion.


    They had only just arrived at the Elysian Fields and still had no idea where Adonis was.


    If they were too hasty in throwing out their trump card, there would be nothing left to use if they encountered an even more critical situation later on.


    Then, he glanced at the Dream Spirits approaching their hiding spot and at the three great dream gods and Hypnos, who were monitoring every movement in the area, and quietly clenched the Spear of Nation-Creation in his hand, his mind racing.


    Hypnos, as one of the twins of the Netherworld with a record of lulling Zeus to sleep, had combat power that ranked alongside several of the less valiant chief gods of Olympus.


    In a direct fight, Luo En wasn''t sure he could win.


    But just because he couldn''t handle Hypnos didn''t mean everyone on the field was a Hypnos.


    To Luo En, both the three dream gods and the other Dream Spirits were merely superior soldiers and fodder. As long as he wasn''t caught up, he could easily break through this group''s blockade.


    Having made up his mind, divine power surged within Luo En, as the might of the "Bull," the destruction capacity of the "Wild Boar," combined with the "Goat''s" Divine Speed, suddenly activated in his body.


    The tidal wave of surging Authority roared, awakening an astonishing evil beast, and with a formidable presence, charged straight towards "The Terrifier" Phobetor.


    As the monstrous shadow rapidly expanded before his eyes, Phobetor, who bore the brunt, felt his scalp tingle with dread and fury.


    Fuck, why is it always me?


    If Luo En could hear him at this moment, he would certainly explain.


    Can''t help it, you gotta squeeze the softest persimmon; you guys taught that, right?


    "Stop them!"


    Seeing that there was no escape, Phobetor roared angrily, leading his Tribe of Dream Spirits into the fray.


    And then...


    Then, he and over a thousand Dream Spirits were scattered to the winds, created a spectacle in the sky.


    But at the same time, Hypnos also reacted, leading the other two dream gods as they converged towards the center.


    "Run!"


    However, Luo En had no intention of sticking around for a fight. He decisively grabbed Thetis and Sisyphus and burst through the torn gap.


    He had come to get things done, not to have a drawn-out battle with all the gods of the Netherworld.


    As long as they could break out successfully, it would be a victory!


    Another fruitless attempt by Hypnos, but his face showed no signs of anger as he placated his dream spirit subordinates, covered in dust and dirt.


    "Don''t worry, they can''t escape..."


    ~~


    Several hours later, Luo En raised his head from the underbrush, looking up at the pale purple sky and the dense phosphorescence floating around, feeling a headache coming on.


    ��Dreamland.


    The barrier jointly cast by the God of Sleep, Hypnos, and the three thousand dream spirits, could blur reality and illusion, pulling beings into a dream or eternal sleep, manipulating them at will.


    With the protection of his sixth incarnation, "Flame," Luo En could fend off the relentless drowsiness attacking himself and his two comrades, but he couldn''t escape the daffodil plains shrouded in "Dreamland."


    So, although he had successfully broken out, he was still running for his life.


    Deities capable of influencing Zeus, indeed, were not so easily dealt with.


    I miscalculated...


    Luo En, slightly annoyed, tapped his forehead, dispersing the grogginess surfacing in his mind, then turned his head to look somberly at Sisyphus nearby.


    Or what if...


    "Achoo!"


    Right amidst his yawning, the son of the wind god jerked awake, his sleepiness gone, and he sneezed loudly.


    Oh well, oh well, if facing Hypnos requires pulling out the trump card, what then if we encounter the stronger Hades, the God of the Underworld, or my master Hecate later on? How would we continue to play our hand?


    Luo En shook his head, quelling the impulse to betray his comrade, and tried to recover his depleted divine power.


    After a series of high-intensity fights, even having used three overlapping authorities at once, his divine power was nearly spent.


    At that moment, Thetis was also casting healing and restorative magic, working hard to replenish health and mana for the big daddy of their trio.


    Sisyphus, who was good at running away but practically useless in output, consciously stood guard outside, playing the role of a lookout.


    However, the unrelenting Netherworld army clearly wouldn''t give them the chance to slowly recover.


    Less than half an hour later, Sisyphus sensed Hypnos leading the three great dream gods, tracking them down from afar.


    "Quick, they''ve caught up!"


    As Sisyphus hastily sounded the alarm, one Horn Gate after another opened in the pale purple sky. Armored dream spirits, wielding swords, shields, bows, and spears, came forth in single file, filling the surrounding space.


    Legend has it that Dreamland has two gates: the dreams that come from the Ivory Gate are false, while those from the Horn Gate are real.


    Clearly, to round up Luo En, the lone elite adversary on the run, the entire force of Dreamland had been deployed.


    While inwardly cursing the stubborn God of Sleep, Luo En''s eyes flickered resolutely.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, Hypnos''s future legitimate wife was one of The Three Graces.


    At the time, during the most brutal stage of the war at Troy, the Goddess Hera, in order to help the Greeks, had commanded Hypnos to put Zeus to sleep. Initially, Hypnos dared not put the Chief God under his spell. Hera thus promised that, upon success, she would give him a young Grace as a wife. Hypnos then complied with Hera''s order.


    In the end, after suffering a beating from Zeus, Hypnos won himself a beautiful bride.


    Fine, fine, fine, you want to go head-to-head with me? Looking at the approaching army from Dreamland, Luo En rallied his somewhat listless spirit, preparing to break out once again while grinding his teeth and secretly sending Hypnos a special blessing from Crete Island.


    ��One of The Three Graces, huh? Say goodbye to your future wife!


    "Buzz!"


    Just then, a muffled rumble came from beneath Luo En, and three figures tumbled into a dark crevice.


    Following that, the earth shifted, the fissure closed up, and even the broken plants regrew, restoring everything to its original state.


    The arrival of the dream spirits thereafter passed over that patch of grassland unsuspectively, pressing forward.


    Everything appeared as though nothing had happened.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in a pitch-black underground passageway, Luo En stood alert, brandishing his spear toward a turn ahead.


    "Who''s there? Show yourself!"


    "No... don''t be afraid... it''s... it''s me..."


    Accompanying the hesitant, muffled voice, a large figure with black bull horns and rippling muscles, dragging a long-handled battle ax, emerged from the gloom, its beast-like crimson eyes staring down at the ground, revealing an embarrassment akin to a child in the presence of an adult.


    Seeing the figure that emerged before him, Luo En was taken aback for a moment and called out the other''s name.


    "Asterius?"

 Chapter 305 212: Please Use Job Titles During Work Hours

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    Asterius, that is the true name of the Minotaur of Crete Island, meaning "Thunderbolt," and very few people know this appellation.


    Usually, Luo En rarely mentions this obscure name, more accustomed to calling him "Minotaur" or "Little Bull."


    However...


    Luo En looked back, his gaze landing on that extremely cheap face.


    Feeling the stare, Sisyphus felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily swallowed, crossing his arms and revealing a dry smile on his face.


    "Old, old buddy, why are you looking at me like that? You look like a pervert..."


    As he spoke, the habitual swindler quietly backed towards the dark corner of the wall.


    "Bang!"


    However, before he could take a few steps, a muffled sound came from behind him.


    Sisyphus''s vision went dark, and he fell straight back, slipping into a sleep like that of a baby.


    "Nicely done!"


    Luo En gave a thumbs-up to Tethys, who was standing in the shadows, showing his approval.


    Tethys slightly pursed her lips and withdrew her arms, which she had extended out of urgency. A trace of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face.


    Such a rude action didn''t seem very befitting of a lady.


    But even so, the ocean nymph didn''t hesitate with her hands, casting seven or eight curses like suppression, confusion, binding and sleep on the Sisyphus lying on the ground before she finally let out a cautious sigh of relief.


    Reliable!


    Luo En nodded in approval at Tethys''s performance, which could be called professional, looking at her with even more satisfaction.


    Having such a teammate to cover your weaknesses certainly saved him a lot of worry.


    After dealing with the extra pair of ears beside him, Luo En looked back at the young man with bull horns in front of him, using a name he was more familiar with.


    "Minotaur, what are you doing here?"


    "Father... Father sent me... to... to help you..."


    Minotaur struggled with his words, stuttering out a response.


    King Minos?


    Hearing the person mentioned by Minotaur, Luo En subconsciously touched his cheek, feeling somewhat astonished.


    "How did you know it was me who came?"


    He and Tethys were both cautious types. Ever since they had descended to the Netherworld, they hardly ever went without at least ten layers of disguise magic and defensive spells.


    With the convenience of memory and divine distortion of cognition, almost no one, whether it was the old swindler Sisyphus, Ferryman Charon of the Underworld River, God of Sleep Hypnos, or the three thousand Tribe of Dream Spirits, had discovered their true identities.


    Minotaur was actually able to see through his disguise at a glance, which made Luo En very curious.


    "Scent..." The bull-horned youth spoke in a thick voice, then raised his hand to point at the faint shadow behind Luo En, "And... that..."


    The Cretan Bull?


    Was it because of divine resonance? I see...


    Luo En nodded thoughtfully and then dispersed the incarnation of the [Bull] to prevent any further complications.


    After handling some minor issues with himself, Luo En was about to speak when Minotaur seriously made a shushing gesture.


    "Shh! People... people... are above..."


    Luo En instantly got the hint and quickly, imitating Minotaur, moved away from the walls of the underground passage, sealing his own presence, and crouched down with his head lowered.


    Shortly after, Minotaur pressed his hand to the ground, and dark red patterns spread to the tiles and walls, as if reconstructing an intricate underground palace deep within the dim dungeon.


    Minosians have always had the talent to construct labyrinths �C their Mother Goddess Athena is known as the "Lady of the Labyrinth."


    As the heir to the divinity of Crete, Minotaur also possessed the ability to build and manipulate [Labyrinths] based on the earth.


    Ever since he and his father, King Minos, had fallen in battle and sunk into the Netherworld acting as the foundation of the World, Minotaur''s authority to lay out [Labyrinths] seemed to have become further strengthened.


    ����Especially, above this [Elysian Fields].


    A quarter of an hour later, the clamorous footsteps from above gradually disappeared. Minotaur withdrew his arm and rose to his feet, gently exhaling.


    "... They''re gone... but.... not far away..."


    Luo En nodded and asked.


    "What''s next? How do we escape?"


    "Follow... follow me..."


    Minotaur motioned with his hand and took the lead, with the soil around him automatically opening and solidifying into a stable passage. Luo En picked up Sisyphus from the ground, called to the vigilant Tethys beside him, and decisively followed.


    Half an hour later, a patch of turf shifted slightly; the soil settled, revealing a pitch-black passage leading straight underground and four figures emerged from it in succession.


    Luo En brushed off the soil and grass clippings on his body and looked back at the vast purple cocoon of dreams that enveloped most of the Elysian Fields, feeling secretly relieved.


    Thank goodness Minotaur had arrived in time and, using his familiarity with the terrain, had dug a passage leading directly outside the barrier.


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    Otherwise, if they really came to blows with Hypnos and the three thousand members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits under his command, the three of them would most likely be overturned.


    "Father... is... waiting for you..."


    Minotaur pointed ahead to the fork in the road and then took the initiative to carry the unconscious Sisyphus, leading the way.


    At the end of the Elysian Fields lies the workplace of the three Judges of the Underworld: Minos, Aeacus, and Radamanthys.


    Among them, King Minos, as the ruler of Crete Island, was renowned for his fair and strict rule during his lifetime, and his governed Crete developed into a prosperous and advanced nation. Dying the earliest, he held the highest position and was the founder of the court, responsible for judging thoughts.


    Next, Aeacus was the son of Zeus and the river nymph Aegina, as well as the father of the great heroes Peleus and Telamon. Known for his fairness and piety in life, it was Aeacus who, when Greece suffered a long drought due to Zeus''s wrath, heeded the people''s requests and successfully prayed for rain. Upon his death, he became one of the three Judges of the Underworld, responsible for judging actions.


    As for Radamanthys, he was another son of Zeus with Europa, and the elder brother of Minos, first king of Crete Island. When King Minos reached an agreement with the Sea God Poseidon and successfully seized power, the former king Radamanthys was forced to flee to Pithoigia Island, where he would later marry Hercules''s mother Alcmene and, after death, become one of the three Judges of the Underworld. He eventually reconciled with his brother Minos and was responsible for judging speech.


    Together, they guarded the palace at the end of the Elysian Fields, judging souls based on their words and deeds while alive. When there were disagreements in judgments, Radamanthys and Aeacus would each decide first, and then Minos would cast the decisive vote for the final judgment.


    Of course, Hercules had not yet been born, so the last of them, Radamanthys, was naturally still hopping and enjoying life on Pithoigia Island.


    And to establish the Underworld Tribunal as soon as possible to restrain the authority of the gods, Luo En secretly gave Hecate a rather unscrupulous idea.


    ����That is, during the day, Radamanthys continues to lead a carefree life on Pithoigia Island, settling mortal disputes, and come nighttime, his soul would be pulled into the Elysian Fields to handle the judgment of the departed souls in the Underworld, through the power of the God of Sleep, Hypnos.


    ����Judging the living by day and the dead by night, working 365 days a year, no days off!


    For such an exploitative action, Hecate agreed without any psychological burden.


    According to Hecate, since that man would eventually work in the Underworld anyway, it''s as if he''s just getting familiar with the workflow in advance.


    Moreover, the Goddess of the Dark Moon provided even more unscrupulous preventive measures.


    ����To prevent Radamanthys from revealing secrets related to the Underworld, he could be made to drink a bit of the waters from the River Lethe after a day''s work, ensuring he woke up disoriented, remembering nothing of what transpired in his dreams.


    ����Automatically formatting and reusing an employee without pay, Hecate''s method was indeed typical of a ruthless capitalist worthy of being strung up by the streetlights.


    Luo En was not clear on the subsequent results, only hearing what two Cretan princesses who had fled to Athens said.


    ����On the days King Minos visited them in their dreams, he seemed extraordinarily happy.


    "Here, we''re here..."


    As Minotaur''s breathy voice came over, Luo En''s thoughts snapped back, and he reined in the slightly unscrupulous smile at the corner of his mouth, approaching the end of the central fork, crossing over a hundred steps, and entering into the imposing Court of Judgment.


    Along the way, one after another, the guards of the Underworld wearing blue and gold armor and holding swords, shields, spears, and bows, ignored the passing Minotaur and the three figures behind him.


    Luo En''s gaze swept over each guard''s face, a subtle smile appearing in his eyes.


    What a coincidence, they are all familiar faces from Crete...


    Moments later, Minotaur reached the top of the stairs, his muscles bulging as he pushed open the heavy stone doors with effort.


    "Accused, enter..."


    The deep and aged voice echoed in the vast and deep hall, and the three filed in.


    The massive stone doors with light patterns pulsating closed of their own accord, sealing off all sound and breath.


    The surroundings returned to dead silence as if nothing happened.


    At that moment, Luo En, now inside the great hall, felt a sense of comfort like coming home upon seeing the familiar architectural style and furnishings, and he instinctively greeted.


    "Your..."


    "Cough cough!"


    The elder in the white robe seated in the hall, wearing a golden crown, tapped his golden staff, and coughed lightly.


    Luo En immediately understood that during work, one should address by official title.


    He quickly corrected himself, adopting a respectful demeanor and bowing.


    "Judge, your well-being is honored."


    King Minos nodded with satisfaction, opened the case file on the table, and began the formal judicial process.


    "Prisoner Sisyphus, charged with blasphemy, fraud, and prison escape. The evidence is sufficient and consistent with the facts. Since he has fled here, let the court temporarily detain him, pending further transfer and processing."


    At the look from that Judge of the Underworld, Minotaur below understood and lifted the unconscious Sisyphus from the ground, carrying him towards the backyard.


    Luo En also expressed his agreement with this outcome.


    It was just a detention, after all, and no one had mentioned that mishaps couldn''t happen.


    Since it was originally Hypnos''s duty to guard the punished Sisyphus, and even the esteemed God of Sleep had neglected his duties, it would be quite normal for the Underworld Tribunal, whose only responsibility was to hear cases, to be negligent, right?


    "As for you two..." After handling one case, King Minos looked solemnly at the two individuals below, delivering a "professional" and "fair" judgment, "The Underworld only judges the departed souls; living humans are not within my jurisdiction."


    Having said this, King Minos removed the white judge''s robe that represented flawless justice, draped it over the back of the chair, supported himself with the golden staff, and stood up. His aged face revealed a gentle smile.


    "Long time no see, my secretary..."


    Official duties now over, it was personal time.


    "Indeed, it''s been a long time, Your Majesty."


    Luo En likewise nodded with a smile and led Tethys forward.


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 Chapter 306 213: Do You Think the Netherworld Is Your Backyard?

    After a day''s tumult, the Elysian Fields were utterly silent. A gentle breeze brought a touch of solace, as the shrieks and howls of specters gradually ceased.


    Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the Court of Judgment.


    An old man and a young man sat at a stone round table, raising their glasses in a toast, amiably chatting about the past and recent events.


    "Are Ariadne and Fedra doing alright?"


    "Thanks to your blessing, they are both well and have successfully integrated their people into Athens, continuing the legacy of Crete Island."


    "What about my sons?"


    "The elder prince and the second prince have indeed taken root in their new territories, but of the others, there has been no news."


    "Mmm, as expected..."


    King Minos nodded, his face devoid of much sorrow.


    He had done what he could, offering everyone a fair chance to choose.


    As for the outcome, that was for them to decide, and there was no need for him, a dead man, to worry about the living anymore.


    After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the old man turned to the scribe before him, broaching the main topic.


    "So, how did you end up in the Netherworld?"


    "At the behest of the Love God Aphrodite, to retrieve the soul of her lover, Adonis."


    Luo En was not evasive either, replying with a smile while subtly shifting the blame to the commissioner.


    Upon hearing this, King Minos''s expression hardened.


    "Releasing departed souls, defying life and death, that is a serious crime!"


    "As long as I don''t get caught, I didn''t do it."


    Luo En blinked, grinning at the Judge of the Underworld.


    "So, can you tell me where Adonis''s soul has been sent?"


    "Impossible!"


    King Minos refused sternly, then flipped through the large black-covered book in his hand, reemphasizing with gravity.


    "I will absolutely not tell you that the untainted souls of heroes, demigods, and deities generally enter the Elysian Fields to enjoy eternal peace."


    "That''s truly a shame..."


    Luo En shook his head reluctantly, his smile growing deeper.


    "Alright then, I won''t ask anymore, but you must at least tell me how to get out of the Netherworld. My mere presence here for a day disrupts and profanes the order of the Netherworld!"


    "Of course, as my duty dictates."


    King Minos nodded and, with a dip of his finger in his drink, sketched out the rough outlines of the Netherworld''s regions on the stone table.


    "Starting from the Elysian Fields, you will arrive at the Styx River by crossing the Elysian Fields, which can be followed to the edge of the Netherworld. There, you will find a dungeon known as Arima, which lets you bypass the frontal Underworld Guards and directly reach the surface."


    "The land of Arima?"


    Reminded by King Minos, Luo En suddenly recalled the origin of this place.


    Legend has it that after the King of Gods, Zeus, defeated the Demon Ancestor Typhon, the place where Typhon fell was named the land of Arima��a site from which to escape the shackles of the Abyss and reach the surface.


    And in Hesiod''s Divine Chronicle, it is mentioned that the dwelling of the Mother of Serpents, Echidna, far from the immortal gods and all mortals, is a deep Abyss Dungeon called Arima, which is another door to the Underworld.


    Excellent, this spares me the trouble of a frontal breakout.


    Indeed, this move by the Underworld was rightly played!


    Luo En muttered to himself, firmly imprinting the map lines on the table in his mind. Then he reached out to wipe the table clean of wine stains, erasing unfavorable evidence of collusion.


    After completing this, Luo En solemnly toasted King Minos and rose from his seat.


    "Well then, I shall take my leave now and will not disturb you as you continue judging cases."


    "It seems I''ll be revisiting your case very soon..."


    King Minos swirled his wine glass, adding lightly.


    "The God of Sleep, Hypnos, the three Dream Gods, as well as the Furies, are all outside waiting for you."


    "Cough cough..."


    Luo En coughed violently, quickly setting down his wine glass, his face full of astonishment.


    "The Furies? Those three from the Primordial Ocean?"


    "Correct."


    "Aren''t they allies with the Goddess of Discord, Eris? How did they end up serving in the Netherworld?"


    "Of course, it''s all thanks to Lady Hecate,"


    King Minos replied earnestly and succinctly as he began to explain the sisters'' appointment history to Luo En.


    Not long ago, under the commission of Hades, the God of the Underworld, Hecate ascended to the earth to investigate the imbalance between life and death and encountered the Goddess of Discord, Eris, as well as the Furies at sea.


    The two sides fought fiercely, and ultimately Eris had her feathers plucked and fled in disarray.


    The slower Furies were restrained by Hecate, then thrown into the Netherworld to serve, currently responsible for tormenting the souls of sinners on the boundary of Tartarus Hell.


    After hearing King Minos'' explanation, Luo En couldn''t help but want to laugh.


    Although he had guessed that Eris must have been severely dealt with by Hecate, he hadn''t imagined it would be to this extent.


    Not only was she severely beaten and had her feathers plucked, but even the allies she had managed to gather were taken in by the Netherworld...


    Tsk tsk, who would have thought that back during the battle with the Titans, this older sister could jump between the battles of the Olin and Si deity families?


    Now, to fall into such a state that even her last bit of family property was squandered.


    Others cause troubles seeking to profit amidst chaos, but the more she stirs troubles, the worse off she becomes.


    Heh, chasing me felt great, didn''t it? Without the Furies to back you up, wait until next time we meet, and see how I handle you!


    Luo En mocked happily as he sat down and refilled the wine cups for himself and King Minos.


    Since the Furies and the God of Sleep were lurking outside, he definitely couldn''t leave.


    For now, he could only stay inside King Minos'' house, avoiding any trouble until the guards outside slackened, then consider making his escape.


    However, since there was no rush to leave, he did have a question he wanted to take the opportunity to resolve.


    Luo En drank a cup of wine, pondered his words for a moment, and asked in a deep voice.


    "I''d also like to check on the information of one person post-death."


    "Do you think the Netherworld is your backyard? You still want to check individually? This kind of confidential information can only be accessed in the Central Archives of the Court of Judgment. Don''t think I''ll let an outsider in!"


    King Minos frowned and huffed coldly, then glanced at Luo En''s solemn expression, paused for a moment, set down his wine cup, and slumped on the stone table, muttering.


    "I''m old, indeed I shouldn''t drink too much..."


    As snoring ensued, a densely rune-engraved bronze seal rolled off his waist.


    Luo En immediately understood, picked up the bronze seal from the ground, and, under the cover of darkness, quietly made his way towards the Central Archives.


    Since the Court of Judgment of the Netherworld was still in its initial stages, the guards were mostly comprised of the Divine Blood Guard who had served with King Minos during the battle of Crete, thus Luo En infiltred smoothly.


    He soon arrived in front of the door to the Central Archives and placed the bronze seal into a groove in the large door, turning it.


    A moment later, lines of light lit up, and the door opened.


    Luo En carefully removed the seal, entered the door, and looked up at the metal modules that continuously changed in size and shape.


    The architectural style here was similar to that of the Temple of Memory he had visited, clearly indicating that the Goddess Mnemosyne had also contributed to the construction of the Central Archives of the Netherworld.


    No wonder in some mythological records, the Netherworld also had a place for her.


    And such results conveniently provided Luo En the access required to examine the documents.


    "Semele..."


    He silently recalled the somewhat faded name and placed his hand on the bronze wall of the storage metal module.


    However, after waiting for a long while, the dim and cold bronze wall provided no response.


    No data found...


    "What does it mean when you can''t find it?"


    Come back to the round table, Luo En replaced the bronze seal, refilled King Minos'' wine cup, and asked solemnly.


    The older man yawned as if waking from a dream, stood up, and spoke faintly.


    "Death is not the end, Chaos and the Void are the origins of all things, and only the spirit of the Chief God possesses true immortality..."


    "I understand."


    Luo En nodded, his last glimmer of hope shattered.


    Indeed, since His Majesty the King of Gods chose to intervene, he wouldn''t leave any loose ends.


    King Minos didn''t elaborate further or ask more; he just stood up and personally poured Luo En a cup of wine.


    "Cheers!"


    Luo En jovially raised his cup and drank the blood-red vintage in one gulp, his eyes growing colder.


    It seems, reuniting you and your spouse will be no small feat, Your Majesty.

 Chapter 307 214: I Wonder if the Goddess Would Like to Share a Seat and Pillow with Me Tonight?

    At night, Mingyue rose into the sky, its chilly ghostly light sprinkling over the courtyard.


    Accompanying the creaking sound of the door opening and closing, Thetis inside the room hurriedly stuffed a book into her pillow, and then rose as if nothing happened to ask.


    "You''re back?"


    Luo En nodded lightly, walked into the room, glanced at the cover of the book with "[Holy Verses]" on it, and was somewhat surprised, "So, you like this one too?"


    With a light cough, Thetis answered indifferently, "Just something to pass the time."


    "Oh..." Luo En drew out his words, his gaze flicking over frequently creased pages, revealing a subtle smile in his eyes, "To occupy your precious time, it seems you think quite highly of this book."


    "It''s okay..." Thetis caught a glimpse of her teammate, whose expression was somewhat mocking, and unabashedly picked up the [Holy Verses] and waved it, humming lightly, "If it weren''t for the author updating too slowly, its thickness is just right for propping up a table leg."


    However, in the midst of speaking, a sheet of parchment fluttered from the pages due to her overly vigorous actions, with several lines of graceful handwritten text that suddenly caught Luo En''s eye.


    "Noble son of God! You shine like the sun,


    Walking to the sea, belting out a song towards the tide,


    Pouring the sound of joy into this sacred abyss,


    In your heart''s place of tranquility, there, away from the tumult of ships,


    Hidden beneath the waves, in peaceful caverns dwell.


    There lives the blue Thetis, the Ocean Goddess, she who safeguards you.


    She is a dear friend to poetry and wine, a wise nymph,


    Who once tenderly lifted Dionysus from peril on the jutting rocks.


    With the tender song of the waves, she opens her arms to the weary..."


    With the swiftness of an arrow, Thetis stepped forward and scooped up the parchment from the ground, swiftly inserted it back into the book, and stuffed it under the pillow, her movements seamless as water, executed without any pause.


    But even without finishing it, Luo En was already well aware of most of the remaining content of the poem.


    Because, he had written the poem himself.


    Of course, more precisely, it was a shameful plagiarism and manipulation of the nineteenth century Romantic poet Holderlin''s poem "Achilles", which he used as a template.


    Doing so was actually to record, into the [Holy Verses], the confrontation between Lycurgus, the king of Thracians, and Dionysus on Cyprus Island, entering a literary embellishment in his favor.


    After all, the original verse content about the clash between the two in the future "Iliad" depicted him as rather devalued.


    "Because he opposed the gods, once he cast


    The mad Dionysus''s nurses down from sacred Mount Nysa,


    They were slain by bloodthirsty Lycurgus with his sharp spear,


    Dionysus plunged into the waves to escape, Thetis took frightened him into her bosom.


    The shouts of mortals still made him tremble..."


    However, because he added too much private intention and also wanted to beautify his heinous act of bringing disaster upon a decent family, Luo En inadvertently skewed the style of the poem, making his encounter with Thetis seem a bit amorous.


    At the time, considering he needed to draw the Ocean Goddess into their alliance, it was convenient to keep some ambiguously entangled matters on paper to prevent her from betraying halfway through the journey.


    Luo En simply compounded the error, incorporating this poem praising their "friendship" into the mix.


    But as time went by and they went through numerous trials, their relationship had already solidified and a subtle chemical reaction had occurred.


    Accordingly, the original sinister intention behind this poem seemed to taste more and more off the more it was pondered.


    On the surface, it praised friendship, but beneath that��was it perhaps a declaration of love?


    The answer popped into Luo En''s head, and he couldn''t help but feel nauseated.


    He now seemed to understand why Thetis was willing to risk bringing him to the Netherworld to find Adonis''s spirit.


    "Cough, let''s talk business," Thetis cleared her throat to break the silence in the room, and then cautiously approached the door. Peering through the crack to the pitch-black courtyard to ensure no one was there, she gently closed the door, set up a ward, and then turned to look at her companion: "How''s it outside? What''s the situation?"


    "Not great, the roads outside are sealed off, and the God of Sleep and The Furies are in charge of leading the team." Luo En tactfully averted his gaze, spread his hands, and informed Thetis of the situation.


    But then, upon seeing Thetis furrow her brows, he quickly changed his tone: "However, the good news is, I''ve located where Adonis is and found an exit from the Netherworld. Once this blows over and the guard outside relaxes, we can sneak out."


    "Hmm, the Netherworld holds countless Titans, Divine Monsters, and sinful spirits; they can''t afford to stop for too long for just one or two people," Thetis said, nodding and letting out a sigh of relief as she made a rational analysis.


    "So, we just need to hide here for a while and watch how things unfold, right?"


    "Exactly."


    "Okay, I understand. You go rest for now."


    Luo En stood in the room, coughing before speaking.


    "There''s only one spare room, and this is what King Minos hurriedly prepared for us to take cover in..."


    "What about Sisyphus?"


    "He''s locked up in the temporary jail at the Court of Judgment."


    "..."


    Thetis had no response to that, her face turning slightly red with a hesitant glance.


    Seeing that she had misunderstood, Luo En quickly spoke up: "Don''t worry, I''ll sleep on the floor, and you take the bed. It''s just roughing it for a few days to save our lives; I absolutely won''t disturb you."


    Reassured by his promise, Thetis notably relaxed and took the initiative to take out a blanket, making a temporary bed for her reliable ally.


    As the night deepened, Thetis on the bed tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and occasionally glanced towards the floor beneath her.


    Bathed in the moonlight, that face had brows sharp as swords, a straight nose, and eyes closed in tranquility and grace, giving off an air of scholarly elegance. The soft and delicate facial contours, under the mask of handsome and refined features, revealed a rebellious and untamed spirit that was heart-stirringly attractive.


    But...


    After observing for a long time, Thetis heaved a deep sigh.


    "What''s wrong? Something on your mind?" The deep and mellow voice echoed in the bedroom; Luo En, with his eyes closed, asked.


    Clearly, he was still somewhat vigilant against the outside world and had not fallen asleep completely.


    That just now?


    Thetis realized that her every move had been clearly perceived by the guy next to her, and her beautiful face couldn''t help but turn a shade of embarrassed red.


    Luo En, lying on the floor, opened his eyes with a smile and turned to look at the side of the bed.


    "If you can''t sleep, why not tell me what''s troubling you?"


    Those two purple eyes in the darkness, like a pair of crystal-clear gems.


    "There is something..." Thetis nodded, but then her tone shifted abruptly, "But you can''t help me with it."


    "How can you know without trying?" Luo En retorted with a smile, softly promising, "Don''t worry, as soon as we get out of the Netherworld, tell me whatever troubles need resolving swiftly, and I will lend you my full support."


    As he spoke, Luo En winked, his tone playful.


    "After all, I still owe you three favors that haven''t been settled."


    However, the gloom on Thetis''s face didn''t lighten in the slightest because of Luo En''s lighthearted words, instead it deepened.


    "If that trouble is..."


    Her voice trailed off abruptly, Thetis bit her lip, turning her head away in discouragement.


    "Forget it, let''s sleep early."


    "Alright! I will clear your troubles, no matter who the other party is!"


    Accompanied by a resounding musing by his ear, the figure lying on the ground raised a hand, pointing upwards.


    "...I swear by the name of the river Styx!"


    Hearing that solemn promise, a series of ripples coursed through Thetis''s otherwise still heart, her face visibly moved.


    Seeing the ally''s gloom dissipating significantly, a faint smile played on Luo En''s eyes.


    The only thing that could trouble this Ocean Goddess was Zeus''s coveting and jealousy.


    Even burdened with the prophecy that "her own son would surpass his father," she was not safe, and marriage might well be beyond her control.


    That''s why, upon seeing that "love poem," Thetis could not help but frown.


    For Luo En, facing Zeus was sooner or later inevitable.


    Whether it''s one sheep or two, he''d have to deal with them.


    Since he couldn''t avoid it, he might as well use this opportunity to gain Thetis''s favor, making the Ocean Goddess, who had been of great help to him lately, feel at ease.


    Thinking this, Luo En stretched languorously and closed his eyes cheerfully.


    "Feeling relieved now? Can I go to sleep then?"


    "Mm..."


    Thetis nodded slightly, no longer resisting the drowsiness in her mind, and peacefully entered Dreamland.


    This time, she slept incredibly soundly, with an added sense of comfort.


    The next day, Luo En, having finished drinking with King Minos as usual, entered the bedroom only to find his place on the floor had been inexplicably tidied away.


    "Come up and sleep here." Thetis, who had gone to bed earlier, closed her book, pointed to the freed-up space beside her, and initiated the offer.


    "Uh, that''s not quite appropriate," Luo En questioned instinctively before adding, "I mean, for you..."


    Thetis shook her head, answering earnestly, "Only if you rest well and maintain your best physical and mental strength, can you lead me to a safe escape."


    "That seems to make sense!" Swayed by the sincere advice of the Ocean Goddess, Luo En thought it over and then complied amiably, slipping into the soft and warm bedding.


    Of course, the bedding was split in two.


    As Luo En lay down beside her, Thetis suddenly felt overcome by sleep, closed her eyes peacefully, and quickly drifted off, a satisfied and relaxed smile spreading across her beautiful face.


    It seemed that since that night, the man beside her always gave her a wonderful sense of security, significantly improving her sleep quality.


    But Luo En''s experience was not so lovely.


    In fact, it could be described as torture.


    For Thetis was a terrible sleeper, wrapping around him like an octopus with a blanket, her arms entwining tighter and tighter, her smile growing thicker, treating him like a human-shaped pillow.


    This is trouble...


    Luo En''s eyes widened as he looked at the rafters above and lamented, waiting for daybreak.


    He had thought this torturous experience would continue indefinitely, but one day, when drinking as usual, Luo En noticed King Minos casually entering an empty bedroom and then coming out with two bottles of fine wine.


    Luo En couldn''t help but ask, "No one in there?"


    "That''s right."


    "I thought there was only one room?"


    "I could open eight or ten, and they''d come with complimentary changes."


    King Minos glanced across, inquiring casually.


    "So, do you want one?"


    After a moment of hesitation, Luo En shook his head and declined, "No, I''ll stay in the original room."


    King Minos nodded gently, then extended two fingers.


    "Twenty jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine, remember to pay me back later."


    "What? Why? Didn''t you say lodgings were complimentary?"


    "Opening two rooms is complimentary, for one room I charge you twenty jars."


    The old man sipped from his cup and looked meaningfully at the scribe.


    "Sly old fox..." Luo En cursed under his breath, immediately realizing he had been trapped.


    "Or, what about marrying my two daughters in Athens, and I''ll give you forty jars?"


    "Drink your wine!"


    Luo En didn''t respond, painfully extracting twenty jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine from his own small storeroom and decisively sealing the deal.


    King Minos lifted the filled cup with a sigh of resignation.


    This young man clearly wasn''t a paragon of virtue, so why was he reluctant to graze near his burrow? The Ocean Nymph sleeping in the same bed in the house felt the same, and so did those in Athens...


    It seemed he needed to encourage them to be more proactive.


    After all, the throne of Crete remained vacant.


    As the old father mused beneath the earth, the two princesses on Mount War God sneezed in unison.

 Chapter 308 215 Brothers, Were Here to Pick You Up

    Five days had passed, and with their search yielding no results, the God of Sleep and the Furies reluctantly returned to Tartarus Hell to suppress the restless souls of sinners, as well as the clamoring Divine Monsters and Titans.


    The three great Dream Spirits who had been left to keep watch also withdrew back to Dreamland one after another, leaving only a few members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits to act as sentries.


    Clearly, they had given up on pursuing the three escapees.


    However, for safety''s sake, Luo En stayed two more days. After confirming that it was not a trap, he formally bid farewell to King Minos that night.


    As departure was imminent, the Minotaur brought out the last team member from the court''s prison, presenting him before the two.


    Seeing Sisyphus still deeply asleep on the ground, Luo En couldn''t help but be somewhat surprised.


    "It''s been seven days, and he''s still not awake?"


    "Awake, he woke up many times, over a dozen times."


    "Then why..."


    "When awake, we have to knock him out; we can''t let him... know... too much..." the Minotaur stuttered, pointing to King Minos beside him, "Father said..."


    Luo En nodded, naturally understanding King Minos''s intentions.


    For safety''s sake, indeed, they could not let Sisyphus, that old trickster, notice anything about their relationship.


    Only...


    Luo En looked at the Minotaur''s forearm, thicker than Sisyphus''s neck, and Sisyphus''s head, which had clearly gotten plumper, and solemnly mourned for a few seconds.


    Every time he awoke, having to face a fist as large as a casserole and being physically lulled to sleep, especially by the straightforward Minotaur...


    What kind of miserable days this poor child had in the temporary prison, Luo En could well imagine.


    After briefly exchanging a few words, Luo En picked up the still-unconscious Sisyphus, concealed his figure, and stealthily slipped out of the back door of the Court of Judgment.


    It must be said, with the departure of the God of Sleep, the Furies, and the three great Dream Spirits, that so-called defensive line was practically non-existent in Luo En''s eyes.


    And indeed, it was so. In just a few hours, he and Tethys silently bypassed the patrolling guards, crossed the three-way intersection of the Elysian Fields, and proceeded towards the Elysian Fields.


    ~~


    Guided by the map given by King Minos, Luo En and his companions smoothly reached the outskirts of their destination.


    Looking ahead, over the gray expanse shrouded in dead fog of the Infinite Plains, tens of thousands of resentful or unwilling departed souls wandered and clawed in front of a golden barrier constructed densely of Divine Runes, reluctant to leave.


    This wall, known as the "Wall of Sighs," was the last barrier separating the Elysian Fields from the Elysian Fields.


    Beyond it, even the most insignificant departed soul could attain the life they had long dreamed of.


    But more often, they could only look on and sigh, and as this obsession entirely dissipated, the specters would disintegrate into floating ghostfire, ultimately becoming pure dead air.


    Over time, the Infinite Plains had early been floating with thousands of unconscious phosphorescence.


    "Hum!"


    A flame representing purification emerged behind Luo En, who then raised his hand to sketch a series of Runes. Nearby, whether it was the resentful and persistent specters or the unconscious drifting ghostfires, all scurried away in panic, leaving a clear path straight to the Wall of Sighs.


    Following this, the two stepped forward to the luminous barrier. Recalling the Spells taught by King Minos, Luo En sketched Runes through the air.


    As the last stroke was completed, the brick-like Divine Rune constructions automatically retracted to either side, peeling away like layers of an onion, and revealing the core area of the Elysian Fields.


    Finally there!


    Tethys breathed a sigh of relief and followed Luo En, who acted as a backbone, moving forward anxiously.


    After breaking through a barrier akin to a water film, her senses, previously oppressed by the dead air of the Netherworld, instantly sharpened by several times. The fragrance of the soil, the warmth of the sunshine, the chirping of insects and birds, were all vividly captured, filling her heart with a strong sense of liveliness, cleansing both body and soul.


    Meanwhile, Sisyphus, carried over Luo En''s shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes. His previously half-dead appearance vanished entirely, like a mouse boosted by adrenaline, he instantly leaped from Luo En''s shoulder and crazily dashed towards the river ahead, drinking in big gulps.


    The bubbling stream filled with Aether Factor meandered around; taking a scoop to taste, it was clear and refreshing.


    After a hearty drink, Sisyphus rubbed his neck, where the soreness gradually faded, and excitedly turned back.


    "Old pal, come quick, this is the Water of Life I read about in books, extremely beneficial for nourishing Divinity and the spirit."


    Luo En didn''t reply, but began to carefully survey their surroundings.


    Besides the rich Aether contained in the water sources, the air was dense with magic power that seemed almost fog-like, and the vegetation on the land was unusually lush.


    Bushes laden with fruits and heavy grains were seen along roadsides and in the woods, accompanied by the occasional sounds of birds and insects. The wildly growing flowers and plants were pleasantly fragrant, with butterflies fluttering among them.


    Compared to the land of Greece, which had already experienced several human extinctions, this place was like a grand garden abundant to the extreme, everywhere blessed with natural provisions.


    Such pure Aether filled every space; residents could breathe the air, drink the water, or eat some fruits and grains, which could be directly digested and absorbed by humans, the gods, or even incarnated spirits, sustaining everyday needs and even used for self-improvement.


    Beyond that, there were no invasions of cold or heat, no ravages of natural disasters, no wars for territory, and with it being far from the disturbances of the Mortal World, the faces of each resident beamed with a peaceful and content expression. To call it "Blissful Paradise" was indeed not an overstatement.


    Luo En and Tethys glanced around and couldn''t help but notice each and every soul, indistinguishable from the living.


    Their skin was imbued with a healthy luster, each of them maintaining the perfect physiological state.


    Clearly, the dense magic power of the Elysian Fields had granted them new bodies.


    However, the residents of the Elysian Fields aimlessly wandered or paused to rest; none of them showed any vigilance or surprise at the visit of these outsiders. The welcome smiles that ostensibly stretched their muscles appeared more like painted expressions on puppets'' faces, unchanging.


    Staring for too long gave one chills.


    On closer observation of the residents'' eyes, it was clear they had lost focus, making the trio appear as though they were indulged in a beautiful dream.


    Something wasn''t right...


    Luo En lowered his head thoughtfully to the verdant ground. His vision, enhanced by divine power, penetrated the soil layer and astonishingly saw hundreds of spirit veins, flowing like mighty rivers from the Infinite Plains outside the Wall of Sighs, nourishing this small piece of paradise.


    Death was not the end; chaos and nothingness were the true origins...


    So that was it!


    Not all souls could maintain their self-identity after death. A large fraction of those with weaker wills, once withered, turned into pure Aether, filling the vacuum known as the Abyss under the Netherworld, or became nutrients nourishing the Elysian Fields, offering bliss to this paradise.


    No wonder the gods loved to incite wars; it wasn''t just for the scramble for faith or to assert authority.


    More importantly, they could create death continuously, treating the spirit-imbued living beings on the surface as crops to be harvested again and again. They reclaimed the Aether absorbed by all things from the world, controlled the populations of various species, and maintained the undying glory of the gods.


    In a way, the gods might actually be the root of unrest and inequality in this world.


    "Found it."


    As Luo En was pondering internally, Thetis, who was searching through the paradise, pointed toward a silhouette standing in the dense shade not far ahead.


    ��A towering figure, with features as delicate and beautiful as flowers, dressed in the style of Cyprus Island.


    That resident of the Elysian Fields was unmistakably the soul of Adonis.


    Only, like the others, he too was dazed, like a thoughtless marionette.


    "Hey, stop sleeping, wake up!"


    Seeing this, Luo En walked over, grabbed Adonis by the collar and shook him. Seeing no response, he turned to the rune on his back that stored the purifying power of "Flame" and slapped the handsome face fiercely a few times.


    The crisp sounds seemed to carry a hint of settling personal scores.


    Well, he admitted that he disliked handsome men, especially those more handsome than himself.


    "Slap, slap, slap, slap!"


    With each slap, a wave of pain coursed through the flesh and burned the soul, bringing the groggy Adonis suddenly to his senses. Holding his swollen cheek, he looked bewilderedly and fearfully at Luo En��the stranger who had attacked him.


    "You, you..."


    "Good, you''re awake, don''t be scared..."


    Luo En patted his shoulder, squeezing out a gentle smile on his face, softly reassuring.


    "We are here on orders from Goddess Aphrodite to fetch you from the Netherworld."


    "Goddess Aphrodite?"


    At these words, Adonis''s eyes lit up, hope and excitement sparkling within them.


    "She still thinks of me?"


    "Indeed, her love for you is unquestionable."


    Luo En nodded, not minding flattering his employer a bit. After soothing Adonis''s emotions, he pointed towards the Wall of Sighs ahead.


    "We''re short on time. If there''s nothing else, let''s head out."


    For some reason, he felt a strange eeriness about this Elysian Fields; an intuition told him not to stay too long.


    "Okay, okay!"


    Adonis readily agreed, hurriedly following the trio, preparing to leave the place.


    However, just as Luo En initiated the spell to open the barrier and led them out in single file, the moment Adonis stepped through the light-formed passage, a black rune swirling with light emerged on Adonis''s forehead, searing a scorching mark.


    "Ahh!!!"


    The pain, as if a red-hot iron rod stirred inside his brain, struck Adonis like a bolt from the blue. His eyes filled with blood, veins bulged on his forehead, and he screamed repeatedly.


    Meanwhile, deep within the palace of the Netherworld, a pair of eyes dark as ink slowly opened, radiating a sinister cold light.


    An intruder had entered his garden, attempting to take away his possession.


    "It seems the house indeed needs some cleaning..."


    In a murmuring low voice, a slender figure rose from the throne, drew a long sword from the rack, and moved like the wind through the large silent hall.

 Chapter 309 216: Brother, Sell Me One

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


    Oh no! Someone''s coming!


    And they''re powerful!


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


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


    "Buy me some time!"


    Understanding the situation, Thetis immediately drew water from the rivers within the Elysian Fields. Employing her most proficient Illusion Technique, she conjured several squads of water phantoms resembling the four of them and carrying a trace of their aura, instructing them to scatter and flee through the Wall of Sighs'' gates, thereby disrupting the perception of the formidable enemy.


    "You, hold him down!"


    Hearing this, Sisyphus decisively rushed over to Luo En, firmly restraining Adonis''s limbs, his anxiety and unease abating slightly with busyness.


    Don''t panic, there''s still a chance!


    "O powerful Fire of Light, the mightiest of all origins, I humbly offer you poetry and wine!"


    At the same time, Luo En''s expression was taut with seriousness. With one hand, he retrieved a golden goblet from the formed Magic Circle Diagram and began rapidly chanting the blessing.


    "I am the Shepherd of the Lamb, so it shall not want,


    For He maketh it to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth it beside still waters.


    He restoreth its soul, and guideth it in the paths of righteousness for His name''s sake.


    Yea, though He walketh through the valley of the shadow of death, He will fear no evil; for Thou art with Him;


    Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort Him.


    In the presence of His foes, Thou preparest a table before the believer;


    Anointing and branding him, Thou fillest my cup to overflowing.


    Fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it.


    ��Have mercy upon this soul!"


    In the Elysian Fields, also known as Paradise and Blissful Paradise, the Shepherd chanted an appropriate psalm, raising the golden goblet high in hand. Emerald grapevines grew wildly at his feet, the aether in the air so rich it seemed tangible, turning into a fragrant and sweet nectar that, guided by the vines, poured into the goblet, forming a shimmering purple-red liquid.


    "If you don''t want to die, open up!"


    Accompanied by an icy chant and those deep, scrutinizing eyes, Adonis instinctively opened his mouth.


    Upon seeing this, Luo En immediately shoved the Holy Grail into Adonis''s mouth and roughly forced down the full goblet of wine.


    In an instant, golden flames spread from Luo En''s arm onto Adonis''s body, igniting Cyprus Prince''s fleshly form made manifest in the Elysian Fields, who emitted a sizzling sound as his skin cracked open.


    Seeing this, Adonis panicked, his eyes brimming with terror.


    "Ah, my body!"


    "Shut up!"


    Luo En threatened Adonis into silence with his sinister glare, then turned to Sisyphus, who was grimacing from the burns yet still firmly holding down Adonis, revealing a hint of admiration in his gaze.


    That old trickster might be slippery, but he could be relied upon at crucial moments.


    "The pain is good, did you think the things from the Netherworld would be so easily devoured? Drink it up!"


    With a cold grunt, Luo En lifted his hand and threw the once-again filled goblet of wine over. Sisyphus quickly caught it and emptied the purple-red wine in one gulp.


    With the prelude set, Luo En decisively pushed the Purification Authority flames to their extreme.


    Immediately, flames of gold leapt several yards high from Adonis''s body, parched flesh and bone carbonizing and peeling away in the fierce heat, turning into ashes that drifted on the wind.


    But when Cyprus Prince and Sisyphus calmed down, they were surprised to find that this brutal fire punishment didn''t cause them any pain��instead, it felt as if they were toasting before a fireplace at home, basking in comforting warmth.


    It was like being near a beacon in a cold night, dispelling the chill on their bodies and illuminating the darkness before their eyes, clearing away all negative emotions from their minds, filling them with boundless courage bursting forth from within.


    And during this process, the wine flowing into their bodies served as a kind of catalyst, leading the flames to purify and burn away all taints from Adonis''s corrupt flesh, as well as the impurities within Sisyphus, leaving only the pure and spotless original state.


    Finally, as the sound of chains snapping echoed through the void, two overwhelming black auras dissolved and crumbled under the scorching Purification Authority flames.


    Adonis, stripped of the original spirit from his incarnate form, collapsed on the ground, gasping for air with a sense of gratitude for having survived a catastrophe.


    Similarly, Sisyphus, who had been purified inside out by the flames, also could not help feeling relieved.


    It was good that he had only drunk a few mouthfuls of Elysian Fields'' river water and secretly eaten a few fruits��otherwise, he would have had to pay for his sins.


    "Pfft!"


    Just then, a repressed grunt came from ahead, and Thetis, who had been responsible for delaying, staggered as if struck by lightning, her pale face contrasting with the streak of divine blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.


    Seeing this, Luo En''s heart tightened, and he quickly rushed forward to catch the faltering Thetis.


    "He''s here, let''s get out of here!"

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    Hearing Thetis''s warning, Luo En nodded quickly, yet he didn''t rush to escape.


    He turned to look at the beautiful Elysian Fields and its dazed inhabitants, narrowed his eyes, chanted again to refill the Holy Grail with wine, and then poured it over and over onto this so-called "Blissful" Paradise.


    At the same time, the flames of his sixth incarnation blazed fiercely, following the wine which acted as an accelerant, setting the surrounding plants, rivers, and even the dazed inhabitants of the Elysian Fields ablaze.


    "It hurts, it hurts so much..."


    "What''s happening to me?"


    "Who am I? Where am I?"


    "..."


    One by one, the residents of the Elysian Fields, their skins splitting and flesh bursting in the flames, gradually freed themselves from the chaos in their minds, their eyes slowly showing glimpses of clarity and bewilderment.


    Due to some unknown suppressive effect, they only remembered having slept for a long time, seemingly in an endless beautiful dream.


    And at this moment, this dream, it seemed, had awakened.


    "Buzz!"


    Simultaneously, dark clouds rolled across the sky, surging with a tumultuous deathly aura.


    "The one who trapped us here is coming, run!"


    In the crowd, someone shouted, and as if waking from a dream, their minds, not yet fully clear, instantly filled with the thought of "escape."


    "Swoosh!"


    Immediately following, four azure figures dashed out from the opened gates on the light wall with a speed that thunder could not match, scattering and disappearing in the dust along the way.


    Under such an example, the surrounding inhabitants of the Elysian Fields came to their senses and swarmed towards the sole exit.


    Although as they crossed the threshold of the gate, a needle-like pain transmitted in their brains obstructed their way forward.


    But thereby, it only strengthened their determination to flee.


    ��If truly located in a beautiful paradise, why would one need to warn and control them in such a manner?


    Moreover, as golden flames leaped and ascended upon their bodies, the pain in their minds seemed to reduce, bearable rather than excruciating.


    ��Escape!


    Concurrently, the thought etched into the minds of the Elysian Fields'' residents, streaks of flowing light passed through the opened gates of the Wall of Sighs, dispersing and fleeing in all directions.


    For a moment, the entire Netherworld trembled violently.


    "Hmph!"


    Accompanied by a deep, cold snort, a dark pillar of light descended from the inky clouds above.


    As the light dissipated, a tall middle-aged male deity revealed himself, his face not as majestic and powerful as that of the Titan Gods, his appearance quite ordinary. A magnificent helmet adorned his head, engraved with dark Divine Patterns, causing the space around him to slightly distort and his form to flicker faintly.


    The ordinary long sword he held casually in his hand, dragged along the ground, creating a trench filled with deathly energy, withering all the flowers and plants of the Netherworld along its path.


    "Thinking of escaping? Stop right there!"


    The sword enveloped in the Netherworld''s deathly aura nonchalantly swung forward, carrying a piercing sound as it shot towards the four directions.


    "Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"


    "Thud, thud, thud, thud!"


    In an instant, the four figures at the front of the group, fleeing in different directions, were cut in half.


    Countless droplets fell like rain as the middle-aged deity slightly raised his head, looking towards the fading figures in the four directions and the surrounding misty rain, his gaze growing increasingly somber.


    Illusions...


    "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"


    At the same time, several gates of the Ivory Gate emerged in the sky. The belatedly arriving God of Sleep, Hypnos, and The Furies looked towards the upset middle-aged deity and the chaotic Elysian Fields, their faces showing embarrassment.


    "Lord of the Underworld, we..."


    "Enough, I do not need an explanation! Immediately capture all the escaped departed souls, and if any are missing, figure out a way to replace them!"


    As Hades''s gloomy eyes swept across the sky, the three major dream gods and three thousand members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits all felt a chill in their hearts.


    If there truly was a shortfall, the higher-ups might not end up as ornamental plants in the Elysian Fields, but they certainly could.


    Realizing trouble was imminent, the Tribe of Dream Spirits quickly dispersed, rushing in all directions toward the escaping departed souls, initiating a massive capture operation.


    As the surrounding Tribe of Dream Spirits and guards of the Netherworld scattered, Hades glanced at the neglectful God of Sleep, Hypnos, and the Furies, intending to erupt, but ultimately just frowned and coldly warned.


    "I don''t want to see those rats in my backyard again, understood?"


    "As you command! We will not trouble you again!"


    Hypnos and the Furies quickly nodded in response, their attitude humble.


    Watching his subordinates behave sensibly, Hades nodded in satisfaction and turned to return to his temple.


    He still had to finish a potted plant, meant as a gift for his beloved queen.


    As the nominal superior left the scene, the three deities of the Netherworld, holding divine positions, breathed a sigh of relief.


    Hades often obsessed over various ways to please his indifferent Queen Persephone.


    Thus, this rather domesticated Ruler of the Netherworld rarely interfered in specific affairs, his presence extremely weak, more decorative than anything.


    But in terms of strength and status, he was definitely not someone they could provoke or challenge.


    The damned rats!


    The four gods of the Netherworld, having suffered a setback in front of their superior, cursed certain culprits.


    If it weren''t for those blind fools who sneaked into Hades''s beloved backyard, he would not have personally left the temple to make his stance known and put pressure on them.


    Just wait till they are caught, you''ll suffer!


    Hypnos, holding a flute, and the Furies, wielding their viper whips, angrily flew towards the sources of turmoil, mercilessly suppressing and capturing the escapees.


    ~~


    At this very moment, within the unrecognizable Elysian Fields,


    Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, four figures emerged from the riverbed''s sand and mud and climbed onto the scorched riverbank.


    Sisyphus patted his chest, looking anxiously towards the Wall of Sighs outside which the dark figure of Hades, the God of the Underworld, disappeared.


    "Was that... Hades, the God of the Underworld?"


    "Who else could it be?"


    Luo En irritably retorted, drying the moisture on his body while glancing at the jubilant Sisyphus beside him.


    "Brother, you''re really underhanded, thinking of using those departed souls as cannon fodder while you hide in place!"


    "Huh?"


    "Brilliant! I mean brilliant! Your wisdom, even Athena would be ashamed!"


    Sisyphus, noticing the unkind gaze from someone, hastily switched to shameless flattery with a dry laugh.


    Luo En, uninterested in the flatterer''s praise, glanced at the chaos outside the Elysian Fields and quickly lowered his voice to remind, "Stop the nonsense, let''s take advantage of the distraction and get out of here quickly!"


    Although the most dangerous place is often the safest,


    he had already exploited the principle of darkness under the lamp to trick Hades and the other gods of the Netherworld; it''s uncertain they wouldn''t notice something upon realizing it.


    Moreover, once the other side captures the fleeing departed souls, they will surely reintroduce them into Blissful Paradise.


    In this situation, they obviously could not continue to hide.


    After clarifying his thoughts, Luo En decisively concealed his aura, activated "Goat''s" Divine Speed, and dashed out of the gates of the Elysian Fields.


    Watching the two disappearing in the dust, Sisyphus looked at Adonis collapsed on the ground, had no choice but to pinch his nose, pick up his difficult brother, and frantically activated his Divine Bloodline, hurrying after them.

 Chapter 311 217: Fire Prevention, Burglary Prevention, and Guarding Against Best Friends

    Half an hour later, on the banks of the River Styx.


    Sisyphus looked at the long-still surface of the river, his expression ugly.


    He had already thrown away all the Coins of the Dead he had, but Ferryman Charon of the underworld river had yet to appear, steering his ferry.


    Even more, as the ripples surged, the few coins he had tossed as payment gradually washed back to the shore.


    Looking down at the wet Coins of the Dead at his feet, Sisyphus couldn''t help but be dumbfounded.


    What''s going on? Is that old Charon refusing to take the job?


    Isn''t he always eager at the sight of money? Since when does he refuse business that comes knocking?


    We can offer more money if it''s not enough!


    "Forget it, it doesn''t look like we can count on him this time."


    Luo En shook his head, squashing Sisyphus'' impulse to increase the offer.


    They had stirred up such a huge mess that even if Charon''s flimsy body were weighed down with flesh and bones, it wouldn''t amount to much; under these circumstances, that guy wouldn''t dare come close, let alone offer help.


    He loves money, surely, but he''s not stupid...


    We are in trouble.


    Caught by this unexpected turn of events, a shadow of gloom couldn''t help but arise in Luo En''s eyes.


    After briefly pondering, he made a new decision.


    "Let''s not wait for the ferry. Let''s go along the riverbanks!"


    According to the map given by King Minos, they could also reach Arima Cave by following the riverbank.


    However, this meant they would have to take a much longer route, and along the way, they would inevitably encounter twists and turns, including the Netherworld''s forces scouring the land and sea for them.


    Just as the four of them were about to embark on their new journey, Sisyphus suddenly heard the turbulent sound of water from behind and couldn''t help but excitedly turn back.


    "Wait, there''s something happening on the water!"


    At this moment, ripples spread out from a distance, and the ashen fog lit up with ghostly specks of light.


    One... two... three...


    Tens... hundreds... till they reached a thousand!


    Luo En''s face drastically changed, and he immediately burst out.


    "It''s the Underworld Butterflies! Run!"


    "Damn it, that old Charon actually betrayed us!"


    Seeing this, Sisyphus by his side also instantly realized the situation.


    The two figures, each possessing the Authority of Divine Speed, hurriedly picked up their teammates and turned to flee for their lives.


    "Go! Don''t let them get away!"


    From a warship constructed from the bones of the dead, four sinister and formidable figures leaped up, swiftly moving to encircle the fleeing Netherworld criminals ahead.


    Glancing back, Sisyphus'' soul almost leapt from his body.


    The God of Sleep Hypnos and The Furies were all there! In addition to that, there was a large number of the Tribe of Dream Spirits and Underworld Guards!


    As an old swindler who took pleasure in deceiving deities, upon realizing he had been thoroughly tricked, Sisyphus cursed under his breath and sped up.


    Charon, you old immortal, just you wait, I''m not finished with you!


    As they raced, even though both Luo En and Sisyphus possessed the Authority of Divine Speed, they still couldn''t put much distance between themselves and their powerful pursuers due to the disparity in strength.


    Even worse, as time passed, the presence behind them grew closer and clustered more abundantly.


    Seeing the dire situation, Luo En glared at Sisyphus with ill intent.


    It seems it''s time for a good brother to make himself useful, right?


    However, as if sensing an inkling of danger, Sisyphus instinctively tightened his grip on Adonis, whom he was carrying on his back, and looked around warily.


    Tsk, no good, Aphrodite''s pretty boy is still in his hands.


    If we lose them both, this trip would have been in vain.


    Forget it, let''s think of another way...


    Left with no choice, Luo En had to temporarily set aside his unkind intentions of betraying his teammate. He remained vigilant, his thoughts whirling in his head, trying to find a new way out of their predicament.


    "Over there..."


    A soft voice whispered in his ear like a fragrant breeze, and trusting his intuition, Luo En fledtoward the direction Thetis was pointing.


    Very soon, his gaze was captured by a garden in the distance, abundant with Golden Grain Flowers, grapevines, daffodils, pomegranate trees, cypress trees, and more, all radiating a strong sense of vitality that seemed to be from the surface world.


    The rich greenery and fragrant flowers seemingly contained all the vitality of the above-ground plants, dissipating the deathly aura of the Netherworld, creating a serene and beautiful paradise within this realm of death.


    "What is that?"


    "Persephone''s garden..."


    Thetis, cuddled in Luo En''s arms, leaned in and reminded him in a low voice, her gaze flickering.


    Upon hearing this in the midst of their flight, Luo En suddenly realized the implication and felt a surge of excitement.


    It seems we might have a chance!


    "Escape that way!"


    After Luo En reminded his teammates behind him, he immediately brought his divine speed to the extreme and leaped into the garden beyond the wall with lightning speed.


    Seeing this, Sisyphus hurriedly followed suit, speeding up to shake off the large group of pursuers behind him and also dashing into the thick shadows.


    "Chase!"


    God of Sleep and The Furies, following closely behind, rushed in on impulse, but as deities of the Netherworld, they unavoidably carried a heavy aura of death with them, which naturally conflicted with the plants that symbolized life above ground.


    Therefore, as soon as they entered the garden, the plants around them began to wither under the invasion of the deadly aura, hanging withered petals and dried fruits on their branches.


    "Who let you in? Get out!"


    At that moment, a serene and pleasant voice emanated from deep within the garden, and the anger and disgust mixed within it made the chasing gods of the Netherworld stop in their tracks subconsciously.


    "My lord, criminals of the Netherworld have intruded into your garden, we were just..."


    "I don''t care who you are after, but right now, I only see you trampling my flowers. Get out before I decide to take this matter further!"


    The serene voice responded indifferently, and then a trace of gloom began to brew within it.


    "Or would you prefer to stay here as fertilizer for the flowers? Shall I call ''him'' over?"


    Hearing the firm command ringing in their ears, and recalling the "gardener" tending potted plants in the Great Temple, Hypnos and The Furies swallowed in fear and hastily retracted their steps, leading the Underworld Guards behind them to recede like the tide back beyond the garden''s territory.


    The eldest of The Furies, Megaira, with a headache, looked at the insurmountable barrier before her and turned to ask her colleagues.


    "What now?"


    "Secure the perimeter first and search the area. I will immediately report to His Majesty, the Underworld King, and ask for his judgment."


    After leaving these instructions, Hypnos flapped his wings and flew swiftly towards the Great Temple of the Netherworld.


    Meanwhile, in the quiet courtyard shrouded by flowers and plants, an elegant female figure draped in a light veil and wearing a black diadem, leaned in a pavilion, gazing lazily and comfortably at the daffodils blooming in the pond.


    And the pomegranate seeds she peeled in her palm entered her lips; she gently bit and sucked them, bursting with juice that was tangy and sweet, with a hint of astringency.


    The emotions that surfaced in the goddess''s verdant eyes were complex, and she sighed to herself.


    Once upon a time, it was because of these two things that she fell to the Netherworld, devoid of sunlight. Now, ironically, they had become the objects on which she placed her thoughts and memories.


    Memories of frolicking with the nymphs in the forest and valleys arose in her mind, and the goddess''s enthusiasm for the vibrant daffodils before her waned, as she lifted her head to look at a figure hiding in the dense shadows, revealing a subtle smile on her face.


    "Come out. Do you really want me to invite you personally? After all, I did you a big favor."


    Thetis let out a wry smile, helplessly emerging from the dense forest, as the layers of disguise curses faded from her.


    They... knew each other?


    Just when Sisyphus and Adonis subconsciously craned their necks to see this unexpected development, they both felt a sharp pain at the back of their necks, their souls shaken by a tide-like assault.


    Dammit, not again!


    As the familiar sensation washed over him, Sisyphus cursed inwardly in despair, his consciousness then engulfed by boundless darkness, and along with Adonis, he fell into complete unconsciousness.


    Luo En looked at the two men who had fallen and expertly threw seventeen or eighteen curses such as suppression, confusion, and binding, making sure they weren''t faking unconsciousness. Only then did he step confidently out of the dense forest, following in Thetis''s footsteps.


    The blazing fire of gossip within compelled him to ask quietly.


    "Do you two know each other?"


    Thetis nodded and briefly explained her relationship with the Queen of the Underworld while they walked.


    They had once been close, before Persephone became the Queen of the Underworld. The two deities often banqueted and chatted together, and since both of them enjoyed quiet comfort, they indeed shared a good friendship.


    Luo En listened and started to understand.


    The mythological epic "Iliad" mentioned that Thetis, in order to break the curse of the Goddess of Discord, repeatedly entered the Netherworld, holding her son Achilles by the heel and immersing him in the river Styx, making him invulnerable.


    Being able to enter and leave the Netherworld so easily, and utilizing its divine power to forge a divine body for her son, Thetis clearly had backing in the Netherworld.


    Now it seemed that Persephone was the source of her confidence to come here.


    If anything went wrong, her old friend could likely cover for her.


    No wonder Thetis had been so calm and composed all along.


    Realizing that his teammate was also an influential figure, Luo En decisively left the task of negotiating with the Queen to Thetis.


    Persephone listened to her friend Thetis''s earnest request and nodded slightly, "You want my help to get you out? That can be arranged..."


    Just as Thetis''s face lit up with joy, the Queen of the Underworld in the pavilion turned the conversation.


    "But after such a big favor, how do you plan to thank me?"


    "I..."


    Just as Thetis was going to make some lightly made promises, Persephone raised her hand to interrupt her, her gaze drifting over her shoulder.


    "How about this, leave him behind, and the rest of you are free to go..."


    Hearing this, Luo En instinctively glanced towards Adonis, who lay unconscious in the dense forest.


    In legends, after the Prince of Cyprus died, his spirit was fought over by the Queen of the Underworld and the God of Love. Eventually, under Zeus''s mediation, he spent six months of the year in the Netherworld with Persephone, and the other six months on earth, belonging to Aphrodite.


    That damn pretty boy, causing me trouble again!


    Just as Luo En was inwardly complaining, he suddenly felt an intense gaze burning in front of him.


    Following the Queen''s deep gaze, he stiffly lowered his head to look at himself, his brain crashing in disbelief.


    Wait a minute, something isn''t right here?!

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    Seeing her best friend making a move on Luo En, Thetis''s face changed, and she immediately stepped between them as if facing a great enemy, "I don''t agree!"


    Persephone smiled indifferently and spread her hands lazily, "Then I''m afraid I can''t help you."


    "Your Highness Queen of the Underworld, what if we change the terms of our deal and escape the Netherworld together?" Luo En placed his hand on Thetis''s shoulder and smiled as he stepped forward. "This dead and stifling place can''t compare to the beautiful and colorful Mortal World. Once we reach the surface, we can stroll by streams, feast in secluded valleys, or enter human cities to enjoy the air of mundane life. Then, you can have me accompany you for as long as you want, without any disruptions."


    Persephone, upon hearing this audacious invitation, was at first stunned, then she raised her hand to cover her lips and giggled.


    "You''re quite bold. Aren''t you afraid Hades will kill you?"


    "You''ll protect me, won''t you?"


    Luo En blinked, revealing a sincere and obedient smile on his face.


    Like a child who has caused trouble, seeking protection from his mother.


    In fact, Luo En did not believe that the Queen of the Underworld before him had unsavory thoughts or intentions towards him.


    On the contrary, Persephone seemed more like she was yearning for something desirable yet unattainable.


    More precisely, the affection between a mother and son.


    If he remembers correctly, the previous incarnation of the God of Wine��Zagreus��was the child of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and Divine King Zeus.


    Even after the circle of life and the replacement of souls, some indelible traces still remain.


    Perhaps Persephone sensed some distinctive traits in him that made her want to keep him in the Netherworld to accompany her.


    However, in response to Luo En''s suggestion, Persephone just chuckled and waved her hand dismissively.


    "Forget it. This body has already merged with the laws of the Netherworld. If I go out with you, they''ll find me sooner or later, and I have no interest in undergoing that trouble with you."


    Then, the Queen of the Underworld pointed to the persistent aura of death beyond the garden and smiled playfully, looking at her former intimate friend, Thetis...


    "A friendly reminder, you''d better make a choice quickly. If you delay further and ''he'' arrives, none of you will be able to leave, and you''ll likely have to stay here with me."


    "Can''t you make an exception? For old times'' sake..."


    Thetis sighed and stepped forward to ask again, her voice gentle.


    "Or, shall I stay here with you?"


    Persephone raised her pale finger to her lips in a shushing gesture, laughing softly as she shook her head.


    "That won''t do. Right now, I''m only interested in him..."


    "Alright, I understand."


    Thetis nodded, but as soon as her words fell, she suddenly lunged forward, reaching for the snow-white neck of her close friend.


    Luo En moved in sync with her, rushing forward like an arrow off its string, aiming to surround Persephone in a pincer maneuver.


    This undercover mission was always meant to be clandestine; both hoped to leave the Netherworld unscathed.


    Since persuasion had failed, they resorted to force, intending to control the Queen of the Underworld before Hades, the God of the Underworld, arrived, to prevent the worst possible outcome.


    The ambush went smoothly, as one hand clasped Persephone''s throat and the other her shoulder.


    Yet, when faced with restraint, Persephone did not get angry but instead chuckled amusedly, eyeing the two before her with interest.


    "What? You think I''m just a trophy in the Netherworld?"


    Seeing Persephone''s confident demeanor, Luo En''s heart chilled as he recalled certain rumors about the Queen of the Underworld.


    To the Ancient Greeks, once Persephone became the wife of Hades, the God of the Underworld, she went from being innocent and cheerful to cold and merciless, frighteningly so.


    Persephone wielded tremendous power in the Netherworld, commanding demons and ghosts, severing the final ties between those near death and the living; furthermore, as an incarnation of a dark magic power, she could ruthlessly pull living things into the embrace of the dark abyss below. Thus, people referred to graves as "Persephone''s chamber."


    Gradually, the Greeks dared not speak her name, preferring only to refer to the other ruler of the Netherworld as "Kore" (�ʦ�?�Ѧ�, the maiden).


    The other ruler of the Netherworld? Could it be...


    Under Persephone''s half-mocking gaze, a chill rose in Luo En''s heart, and he instinctively tightened his grip, attempting to lock down her shoulders.


    However, the "Queen of the Underworld" before him dissolved into a flurry of pink petals, swirling in the air.


    An illusion? No good!


    Seeing the pink before him, Luo En''s mind screamed a warning, and he immediately pulled Thetis back as they both staggered away.


    But it was too late.


    Hundreds of lush green vines burst from the ground, entwining around their bodies and limbs like serpents, binding them tightly.


    "It''s not so easy to abduct me."


    Persephone toyed with a curved goat horn in her hand, golden and densely inscribed with runes, walking from underneath the dense shade in the distance.


    "The Horn of Plenty?"


    Thetis''s gaze fell on the golden horn in Persephone''s hand, her face showing a flicker of change.


    "That thing is actually in your possession!"


    Thousands of years ago, Zeus''s mother��the second-generation Mother Earth Goddess Rhea��in order to protect her sixth child Zeus from being devoured by her husband Cronos, hid the infant Zeus in a cave, where Amalthea, the goat, looked after Zeus as a baby.


    Amalthea, both the nursing goat that provided Zeus with sustenance and an ancient deity representing the bountiful Earth, possessed powerful Earth Divinity.

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    Zeus then commanded Hephaestus to strip its fleece and horn, making the Aegis Shield and the Horn of Plenty, respectively.


    In the end, the supreme defensive Aegis Shield was divided in two, one side belonged to Zeus, and the other to the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena.


    Of the two Horns of Plenty, one was in the hands of Zeus, used to entertain the gods at feasts, while the other was in the hands of the Agriculture Goddess Demeter, symbolizing the inheritance of the Mother Earth Goddess and the Agriculture Goddess.


    Unexpectedly, one of them had actually ended up in the hands of Persephone.


    And judging by the divinity that controlled plants, it must have been the one from her mother Demeter.


    The Agriculture Goddess actually gave away her Own Artifact, her mother''s love for her daughter indeed ran deep.


    "It''s not just these that I hold..."


    As if seeing through her friend''s thoughts, Persephone smiled and lightly raised her hand.


    The verdant vines binding the two of them withered in an instant, and the accumulated dense death-energy transformed into dark grey Underworld Serpents, tightening their grip on their limbs even further, with crimson tongues flicking in front of them, exuding a strong scent of blood and death.


    The Agriculture Goddess Demeter, as her mother, had granted her the grace of life, and Hades, the God of the Underworld and her husband, shared with her the authority of the Netherworld.


    Seeds, abundance, the Netherworld, death... These were all within the Queen of the Underworld''s realm of authority.


    Therefore, Persephone, having become the Queen of the Underworld, was no longer the person she once was.


    "Come here."


    The Goddess in the shade beckoned Luo En with a crooked finger, and the Underworld Serpents formed of condensed death-energy dragged him before Persephone, hanging him in the humiliating pose of a "big" letter.


    Persephone walked up, lazily lifting her lotus arm, her pale fingertips sliding inch by inch across Luo En''s face, whispering with a smile.


    "For trespassing the Netherworld, intending to abduct the dead souls, along with kidnapping me, these are all capital offenses. How do you think I should deal with you?"


    "Cough, this is a misunderstanding, I can explain. Why not let me down first?"


    Luo En coughed and twisted his body, trying to regain the initiative.


    "Don''t move!"


    However, before he could come up with convincing lines, Persephone''s face suddenly changed, and she pressed down hard on his chest with her hand that had slid there.


    "Rip!"


    Along with the sound of tearing fabric, Luo En felt a chill on his chest as his shirt turned to shreds, fluttering away, leaving his fit and streamlined upper body fully exposed.


    Seeing her close friend carry out such an indecent act in front of her, Thetis grew anxious.


    "Persephone, have you lost your mind? Stop it at once!"


    However, before the Ocean Goddess could continue to scold, the Underworld Queen in front swiftly raised her hand, and a vine whip erupting from the ground struck Thetis on the back of her neck, knocking her out.


    Watching the Underworld Queen turn her gloomy gaze back to his exposed upper body, Luo En''s heart chilled, and he couldn''t help but swallow nervously.


    Is this... going to take advantage of a friend under distress?


    Perhaps I misunderstood?


    Just as Luo En''s confused thoughts were about to turn into mush, he heard a soft whisper in his ear.


    "The Wheel of Hecate..."


    Persephone''s cool fingertips lightly touched the circular black brand that had appeared on Luo En''s chest without him noticing, and her once radiant face gradually turned grim.


    "She''s found you again?"


    "Hecate?"


    Luo En instinctively took up the thread, his expression flickering.


    Based on the reaction of the Queen of the Underworld in front of him, her relationship with Hecate seemed not as close as legends suggested.


    Perhaps this was an opportunity!


    A thought struck Luo En, and with a feigned sincerity, he answered half-truthfully and half-falsely.


    "She saved me, raised me, and taught me a lot. She is like a second mother and teacher to me..."


    "A teacher? A mother?"


    However, these words seemed to have touched a raw nerve for Persephone, who muttered darkly, looking somewhat resentfully at Luo En who was hanging before her, and scolded.


    "Once again you''ve been fooled! How many more times will you be deceived?"


    "?"


    Luo En opened his mouth, his face promptly showing a suitable expression of bewilderment.


    Seeing this, Persephone seemed to lose interest, and with a relaxed wave of her right hand, the Underworld Serpents that bound Luo En dispersed into mist.


    "Listen, do not trust that woman!"


    "You mean... Teacher Hecate?"


    "Exactly, everything she does is for her own sake!"


    Persephone hissed through clenched teeth, then extended her cold hands, cradling Luo En''s cheeks, with an indescribable sadness in her eyes.


    "Listen to me, live well, don''t do anything. Whether it''s inevitable fate or random chance, these are things beyond your control. In their eyes, you are just a pawn..."


    "..."


    Luo En''s face still looked confused and naive, but his eyes began to show a hint of sharpness.


    Indeed, it was no accident that Hecate found him.


    Similarly, the never-born Porus, the Revived from Death Zagreus, the Born Again to Die Dionysus... none of these were accidents. They were all Hecate''s choices to challenge inevitable fate with "random possibility."


    More precisely, they were pawns on the chessboard, chips on the gambling table, and with each roll of the dice, they were there to gain the greatest benefit for her in the gamble with fate.


    It was probably because she saw a reflection of her son Zagreus in him that the Queen of the Underworld was so distraught and had such complex emotions towards him.

 Chapter 314 218: Current Friend Offense? (4.6k)_3

    Perhaps, this is an opportunity...


    Luo En''s heart stirred, and he took the initiative to grasp Persephone''s hand, looking sincerely at the quietly aggrieved Queen of the Underworld as he earnestly spoke.


    "I don''t know why, but when I see you, I feel like I''m seeing my mother."


    "Your mother?"


    "Yes, she was very kind to me, but she passed away a long time ago."


    Luo En nodded in response, then added with a touch of sorrow.


    "I came to the Netherworld this time hoping to see her, but even her soul no longer exists..."


    Upon hearing this, Persephone looked at the youth who had suffered the loss of his kin, her face revealing a deep pity and a hesitant helplessness.


    Only the gods can obliterate a soul.


    Clearly, this child was still entangled in the quarrels of the gods.


    No matter how many times he repeated the cycle, no matter what changes he underwent, he couldn''t shake off the chains and curses of fate, being thrown into the vortex time and again until the "potential" within him was completely eroded.


    At that moment, Luo En touched the mark on his chest named the "Wheel of Hecate" and defended the Goddess of the Nethermoon on his own initiative.


    "I know you mean me no harm, but I think Teacher Hecate is the same. She planted this curse mark on me probably just as a precaution, so I wouldn''t die in an unclear manner like my mother, hoping to somehow safeguard my soul."


    "Foolish!"


    Persephone snorted coldly, interrupting Luo En''s defense, and gave the "nai?ve" silly child in front of her a fierce glare.


    "She''s not trying to protect your soul, but covets the ''potential'' within you!"


    During her speech, an even deeper resentment filled the Queen''s eyes.


    "That woman seeks to complete the integration of her own divinity, yet fears the might of ''Fate'' and dares not attempt it herself. Instead, she uses you, who possess ''potential,'' as pawns to leverage the ''inevitable,'' tossing you onto the gambling table over and over again, hoping for you to succeed, so she can reap the benefits!


    It was the same with the unborn Porus, with my little Zagreus, and with you..."


    "Luo En, you can call me Luo En..."


    "Is that your name?"


    "Yes."


    Luo En nodded, his sincere gaze returning to the Queen of the Underworld.


    "Although I don''t quite understand what you mean, and I''m not certain if Teacher Hecate will do me harm, I believe you mean me no harm, because I feel from you a warmth that resembles my late mother''s."


    As he spoke, a hesitant look crossed Luo En''s face as he tentatively began.


    "If it''s okay with you, may I call you��Mother?"


    The Queen of the Underworld was taken aback at his words, her lips tightly pressed as she fell silent.


    "Mother!"


    Before the hesitation could linger too long, a sincere call broke the deadly quiet of the garden.


    With the utterance of this title, Persephone''s body trembled, and as she lifted her head, gazing dazedly at the young man before her with an honest face, she no longer suppressed her inner emotions �� giving a slight nod as her lips slightly parted.


    "Buzz!"


    Just as the garden was about to witness the mother-son recognition, a dead gray radiance cut through the dim skies of the Netherworld, speeding towards the verdant garden.


    "He''s here! Run!"


    Seeing this, Persephone''s expression changed, and she instinctively pushed Luo En behind her.


    At the same time, she casually broke off a golden branch from the garden, thrust it into Luo En''s hands, and solemnly instructed.


    "Take this, follow the river and find Charon, he will take you out of the Netherworld!"


    The poem "The Aeneid" mentioned that while Charon''s main responsibility was to ferry the souls of the deceased, if a living person managed to obtain a golden bough snapped from the garden of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and presented it to the Ferryman of the Underworld River, he could be ordered to transport them in and out of the Netherworld.


    Luo En looked at the [garden golden bough] in his hand, still warm, and at the figure standing before him, who was fully invoking the aura of life to block the deathly atmosphere of the Netherworld, and seemed to understand something.


    Perhaps, the Queen of the Underworld never truly intended to forcibly keep them in the Netherworld.


    What she possessed and showed, was simply a mother''s longing for her deceased son.


    "I will come back!"


    Luo En declared loudly, and upon seeing the figure in front of him tremble visibly, his face broke into a bright and genuine smile.


    "Once the affairs of the world above are settled, I promise I will visit you in the Netherworld! I swear this by the Styx River!"


    "Are you not going yet?"


    The Queen of the Underworld in front frowned sharply, swinging her hand backward.


    Instantly, a gray-black vortex formed beneath their feet, swallowing up Luo En, Tethys, Sisyphus, and Adonis all at once, and in an instant, along with the pulse of the earth, they vanished.

 Chapter 316 220: The Chief of All Monsters, Demon Ancestor Typhon!

    "Aoow!"


    After a moment, Cerberus, who had come to its senses, let out a joyous howl, its slightly out-of-tune voice carrying an indescribable sense of release. Then, the three-headed hellhound, with black flames of hell flickering all over its body and a fierce look on its face, burst out of Arima Cave and charged straight toward the four individuals.


    As the three-headed dog from hell approached, Luo En grinned at Sisyphus, who was standing nearby. Without waiting for a reaction, he unceremoniously grabbed the old scammer by the neck and threw him far to the other side.


    A soldier for a thousand days, for a moment of use; now was the time for this good brother to shine brightly.


    As the figure arced beautifully through the air, Cerberus''s eyes lit up. It immediately changed direction, howling joyfully as it leaped up high, its three massive jaws opening in succession to snap at the falling Sisyphus.


    "Charon hasn''t gone far, he ran southeast along the riverbank; there''s still a chance."


    "Damn!"


    Hearing that "kind-hearted" reminder, Sisyphus pointed his middle finger backwards in fury, then started frantically summoning the power of the wind god within him. While fleeing toward the banks of the River Styx, he cursed loudly.


    "You disloyal bastard, I curse you to be barren and have a house full of children! Sooner or later, Hades will catch you and throw you into Tartarus to be my cellmate!"


    Luo En ignored the vicious curse, simply smiling as he watched the two figures, one chasing the other, disappearing into the distance. He waved his hand in a leisurely farewell.


    Then, 30 seconds later.


    In a tense atmosphere, the two who had "amicably" parted ways once again met up, looking at each other with embarrassed expressions.


    "Can''t even outrun a pet dog, you''re really pathetic..."


    Luo En stood before Arima Cave, his disdain clear on his face as he looked at Sisyphus being carried in the jaws of Cerberus.


    "How is this my fault? Why didn''t you throw him farther?"


    Sisyphus complacently complained while pointing at the huge dog head that was holding onto his own head, full of grievances.


    "And you call this thing a pet?"


    "What else?"


    Luo En rolled his eyes at Sisyphus, who not only failed to lure the enemy but also got carried back, and then turned to look at Cerberus, who was sitting at the entrance wagging its tail at him. He tentatively beckoned with his hand.


    "Come here."


    "Woof woof!"


    The ferocious hellhound heard the command and immediately let out a gleeful howl. It trotted to Luo En''s side, spitting out Sisyphus and eagerly circling him.


    The scene reminded Luo En of a hunting dog returning a tossed frisbee to its master, eagerly hoping to play again.


    It''s this obedient?


    Luo En was skeptical, carefully extending his hand to pet Cerberus.


    The hellhound let out a pleased howl, rubbing its three heads against Luo En''s leg as it lay down, exposing its belly without any defenses.


    The sight of the notoriously fierce guardian of the Underworld being easily tamed by Luo En left everyone in shock.


    "What''s going on, it''s just a scary look-a-like!"


    Sisyphus grumbled as he climbed up from the ground, his appearance covered in grass and saliva. He glanced at Cerberus, who was sticking out its tongue with a silly expression, feeling an injustice so strong that it couldn''t find an outlet. He promptly imitated Luo En''s actions, reaching out to pet the head of Cerberus on the left.


    However, as that paw landed, the previously docile hellhound instantly bristled, turning its head and snapping its teeth.


    "Woof!"


    "Ow~!"


    Sisyphus, clutching the new set of teeth marks on his behind, jumped away with a scream, looking at the man and dog in the arena with a mixture of sorrow and anger.


    "Why can he do it, and I can''t!"


    "Its other two heads don''t like being touched. Why are you so meddling?"


    Luo En teased as he patted the middle head of Cerberus, his face full of schadenfreude.


    It might be because of Artemis''s hunting divinity, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld''s blessing from the Netherworld, or the residual scent of the Gorgon Sisters left on him... This hellhound felt an inexplicable closeness to him, appearing exceptionally tame. Furthermore, it seemed he could decipher the general intent behind Cerberus''s emotions and howling.


    With the goodwill accumulated from previous feedings, they had completely mixed in comfortably with each other.


    Realizing this silly dog posed no threat, Luo En patiently played with it for a while. After leaving a few honey cakes and a jar of ambrosial honey wine, he planned to leave Arima Cave and the Netherworld.


    "Woof!"


    However, just as Luo En was about to leave, Cerberus rushed forward, whining and tugging at his trouser leg, pulling him back.


    Luo En, understanding Cerberus''s jumping and hopping actions, had a moment of realization.


    "Are you going to lead the way for us?"


    "Woof woof!"


    Having its intentions understood, Cerberus excitedly nodded and then joyfully started toward the depths of the cave.


    "Follow it!"


    Luo En, after a brief moment of thought, decisively grabbed Tethys and Adonis, following the hellhound into the depths of the dungeon.


    The only one left behind, Sisyphus, seeing that he couldn''t manage alone, could only pinch his nose and follow behind the three of them.


    In the dim Arima Cave, a gloomy, strong wind carried the damp air as it blew across the rough stone walls, emitting sharp, noisy howls.


    It was as if a hundred heads in the darkness were opening their mouths together, with human voices and dragon roars dominating, mixed with the howling of wolves, the roar of lions, the bellowing of bulls, the hissing of snakes, the growling of leopards, all merging into an indescribable sound of terror.


    Everyone felt as if their bodies and souls were being scraped by a sharp razor, causing waves of uncomfortable stinging pain.


    Luo En and Thetis exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with trepidation.


    They hadn''t expected the Divine Power that remained in the land of Arima from the Demon Ancestor Typhon, who had fallen many years ago, to still be so terrifying.


    The two did not dare to be careless, and they each cast defensive curses to fend off the chaotic airflow within the dungeon and the mixture of Typhon''s Divine Power within the Aether.


    Fortunately, with Cerberus, Typhon''s offspring and a native of the land of Arima leading, the four of them easily passed through the rugged and dim corridor, and they proceeded unobstructed.


    But as they went further forward, the surrounding environment became more desolate, and the light grew weaker.


    Looking at the deep pit in front of him, filled with the skeletons of giant beasts, and feeling the deathly aura that was denser than in most areas of the Netherworld, Luo En frowned and stopped.


    This doesn''t seem to be the way out?


    "Boom!"


    Just as Luo En paused and was about to inquire with Cerberus, the corridor in front of them suddenly shattered, and black vines pierced through the stone walls like serpents, wrapping around Cerberus who was leading the way.


    "Pfft pfft pfft pfft!"


    The dark leaves, sharp like little knives, penetrated Cerberus'' fur, and his golden-red blood was frantically drained.


    "Woof!"


    The caught-off-guard hellhound, with its hair bristling upon being provoked, bared its teeth and growled as it struggled desperately to break free from the black vines'' restraint.


    However, as the Divine Blood drained away, its resistance grew weaker and weaker.


    "Whoosh!"


    In an instant, a glint of cold light pierced forcefully to the front, and the spear, powerful like a dragon, shattered and scattered the black vines entangling Cerberus, causing the dense green branches and leaves to splatter around and hiss upon contact with nearby rocks, emitting thick white smoke.


    Thetis, who had just inhaled a breath, immediately felt dizzy and quickly warned in a deep voice.


    "Be careful, it''s poisonous!"


    "Ssss~~"


    At the same time, the vine segments that had been torn into hundreds of pieces by the Spear of Nation Creation fell to the ground, and instead of dying, they twisted and writhed, turning into black snakes of all sizes that swarmed toward the four people from behind.


    Luo En rapidly traced Hermes Script with his hand in front of him, and the golden halo behind him turned to the sixth notch, reigniting the Authority of [Flame] purification.


    �� Administer punishment to sins, bring death to life, and bring light to darkness!


    In a moment, a blazing white stream of light washed over, turning the writhing vines on the ground into lifeless ash.


    And beneath this dazzling light, vines hidden in corners like stone walls, crevices, and moss, all screamed like rodents and pulled back into the dark depths of the earth.


    Taking advantage of the retreat of the threats in the darkness, Luo En immediately grabbed Cerberus back and asked urgently.


    "What were those things? Where have you led us to?"


    However, before the listless Cerberus could answer, the pit full of bones trembled violently, and fierce winds mixed with black flames surged out. Winged black snakes, bathed in light and storm, flew out, heading straight for the group.


    Thetis threw out several marine spells in quick succession, Sisyphus stirred the Divine Wind with the power of the wind god, and Adonis invoked plant Divinity, none of which were effective.


    Only Luo En, who bore multiple Divinities, and the Spear of Nation Creation in his hand, could effectively resist the attack of the winged black snakes.


    But as the vibrations in the pit of bones grew more intense, a fierce dragon head with a pitch-black tongue and eyes emitting fire rose slowly. Under the fierce and cruel storm of Divinity, the blood and souls of the people almost solidified.


    The black tongue, the fire-spewing eyes, this was... Typhon''s head!


    The progenitor of a hundred monsters from the legends, whom Zeus supposedly killed, was actually not completely dead!


    "Quick, come in!"


    At the critical moment, a cold and pleasant voice came from just in front of them to the left of the corridor. An inconspicuous piece of stone wall slowly opened a gap wide enough for one person to pass through.


    "Woof!"


    Hearing the call not far away, the originally dispirited Cerberus suddenly perked up, broke free from Luo En''s grasp in an instant, and raced into the stone wall.


    In the face of crisis, Luo En didn''t have time to think further. He immediately pulled Thetis and Adonis and decisively activated [Goat]''s Divine Speed.


    "Let''s go!"


    "A bunch of disloyal jerks, wait for me!"


    Sisyphus, who was left alone, stared at Typhon''s head that had completely emerged from the ground, swallowing hard. He cursed under his breath and followed.


    "Roar!"


    At that moment, an irate roar reverberated through the cave, and a scorching airstream immediately filled the corridor, instantly igniting into a fierce blaze. Massive fiery serpents scattered about, leaving behind charred fragments.


    The quick-reacting Luo En promptly pulled Sisyphus, who was at the entrance, dragging him inside and quickly closed the stone door engraved with secrets, sparing Sisyphus from being burnt to ashes.

 Chapter 317 221: Typhon, right? Your wife is gone!

    "Buddy, thank you..."


    Having narrowly escaped death, Sisyphus leaned against the stone wall, patting his chest fearfully and sincerely thanked his temporary teammate.


    Although this guy was full of sly tricks and always seemed to want to sell him out.


    But at critical moments, he unexpectedly came through, saving Sisyphus from peril time and time again.


    Not sure whether to consider it a grudge or a favor.


    At this moment, Luo En was too preoccupied to concern himself with Sisyphus'' complicated feelings and stared into the distance at the figure standing in the center of the lava cave, a trace of surprise flitting across his eyes.


    Medusa?


    No, that''s not right!


    Quickly, after a closer inspection, Luo En decisively shook his head, dismissing the thought.


    The half-woman half-snake spectral figure in the cave did not completely match Medusa''s facial and body features, with at most a thirty percent resemblance.


    Specifically, her scales had a higher coverage, her ears were sharp, and she had spotted skin, retaining more snake-like characteristics; rather than a deity, she seemed more like an incomplete divine monster, leaning more toward a cold temperament.


    More importantly, she was not a living being, but a wandering specter.


    Luo En lifted his gaze to the half-human half-snake skeleton in the corner of the cave and, piecing together the legend of Arima Cave, had a rough guess at the identity of this soul before him.


    "Cerberus, you silly child, I told you not to come back again, He will kill you!"


    Accompanied by a soft sigh, the half-woman half-snake specter showed a hint of helpless chagrin in her eyes.


    The three-headed hound of Hell whimpered, drooping its head like a child who had done wrong, looking utterly disheartened.


    "Don''t blame Cerberus, it''s just worried about your safety, a child''s attachment to their mother should not be so harshly criticized."


    Luo En stroked the central head of the three-headed hound of Hell, smiling as he stepped forward to persuade her.


    "Yes, it''s a good child, I never doubted that."


    The half-woman half-snake specter nodded and then sized up the strange visitor in front of her intently, with a flicker of wariness in her eyes.


    "As for you, why do you carry the essence of my three daughters?!"


    "About that..."


    Luo En did not directly answer, instead casting his gaze to a certain spot behind him.


    In an instant, Sisyphus, who was cowering in the corner, started with a jolt, hurriedly pleading with a woebegone expression.


    "Buddy, I know the rules; you don''t hold back when you strike, can I just do it myself this time?"


    As he spoke, he quickly picked up a stone from the ground and whacked the unsuspecting Adonis beside him unconscious, then confidently gestured towards his own head, fervently promising.


    "Don''t worry, we guarantee we haven''t heard anything, not a..."


    "Thump!"


    But before he could finish his sentence, Sisyphus grunted and fell down rigidly.


    Thetis withdrew her arm, which had been crossed behind him, and then skillfully cast seventeen or eighteen spells for suppression, unconsciousness, and binding, speaking indifferently.


    "I was afraid he was faking unconsciousness."


    "Well done!"


    Luo En gave a thumbs-up in approval, and casually pointed to Adonis lying beside them.


    "Don''t forget to top him up too."


    In response to Luo En''s suggestion, Thetis readily complied, dealing the unconscious Adonis with the same array of spells.


    Having confirmed that the potential danger was now neutralized, Luo En finally turned his head, revealing a warm and amiable smile to the spectral half-woman half-snake in the lava cave.


    "Don''t worry, Medusa and her two sisters are doing well, and they have ascended to deities."


    As he spoke, Luo En handed the half-woman half-snake specter the bronze emblem imbued with the divinity of the Gorgon as proof.


    After sensing it carefully, the half-woman half-snake specter finally breathed a sigh of relief, her hostility towards Luo En and his companions gradually fading, followed by a wistful sigh.


    "Of all the children, their temperaments were the most stubborn; they must have caused you quite a bit of trouble, didn''t they?"


    When speaking of the Gorgon Sisters, the spectral cheeks bearing scales showed no hint of coldness; instead, they were touched with a tender maternal warmth.


    Luo En gently shook his head, his face breaking into a gentle and friendly smile.


    "Not at all, Lady Echidna, they were quite helpful to me."


    Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, was one of the famous nymphs mentioned by Hesiod in the Divine Chronicle:


    "Wild Goddess Echidna, her upper body that of a beautiful nymph with fair cheeks and slanting eyes, her lower body a great serpent; enormous and dreadful, with spotted skin, a raw meat eater, dwelling beneath the earth. There she has a cave, beneath a hollow rock far from both the immortal gods and mortal men. There, the deities set her a house, and she watches over Arima; terrifying Echidna, a nymph forever youthful..."


    However, more famous than herself were her divine monster offspring sired by Demon Ancestor Typhon:


    The hundred-headed dragon Ladon, guarding the Garden of the Golden Apples; the fearsome Colchis dragon guarding the Golden Fleece; the legendary twin dragons of Troy;


    Cerberus, guarding the gates of the Netherworld; Hydra, who claimed the lives of countless heroes; the Nemean lion slain by Hercules;


    The Caucasian Eagle that pecked at Prometheus'' liver; the Sphinx that posed the classic riddle; the Harpies that plagued the seas;


    And the Gorgon Sisters, who were persecuted on Formless Island and who, after much adversity, ascended to become lesser deities under Athena...


    All the above were the descendants of Demon Ancestor Typhon and the Mother of Serpents, Echidna.


    ```


    Indeed.


    The specter before him was actually the biological mother of the Gorgon Sisters, as well as Luo En''s mother-in-law in name.


    As for why Cerberus was so affectionate and tame towards him, it was mostly because of the Gorgon Sisters'' scent, which made him recognize Luo En as one of its kind, wanting to come to this cave to meet its mother, Echidna.


    But judging from the current situation, this mother-in-law''s predicament seemed not too promising.


    "Medusa and her sisters seldom speak of family matters; may I ask indiscreetly, what is happening with you?"


    Luo En glanced at the half-snake, half-human skeleton within the cave and asked solemnly about the cause.


    "It was the hundred-eyed giant, Argos. It killed my body while I was hibernating..." Echidna sighed and spoke candidly about the process of her demise.


    "Because of the war with Typhon?" Luo En inquired tentatively.


    Echidna nodded and started recounting that past in a bitter tone.


    Back in the day, Zeus, in his pursuit of eternal rule, did not hesitate to devour his wife Metis to stop the birth of an heir, and, commanding a host of Olympus gods, he launched a great flood to destroy the human race of the Golden Age, repeatedly violating the laws of life.


    Such continuous transgressions finally led to the wrath of Mother Earth, Gaea.


    Therefore, she entered the abyss of Tartarus, extracting the power of death and nothingness from this ancient abyss, and combined it with her own creative authority to conceive Typhon, the Demon Ancestor Typhon, the embodiment of destruction.


    As time matured, Typhon''s true body finally broke free from the chains of the abyss and surfaced on the earth, leading a large array of divine monsters to invade Olympus, and engaged in a great battle with the gods.


    Although Divine King Zeus successfully defeated this formidable foe and resealed his remains and spirit back into the depths of Tartarus, the Divine King was fearful of Typhon''s power and even more afraid that Typhon''s offspring would become future threats to Olympus.


    Hence, Olympus dispatched the hundred-eyed giant Argos to secretly kill the Mother of Serpents, Echidna.


    And those offspring of Typhon, some, after suffering persecution, fled to various parts of the world, while others chose to submit, were branded, and sent to various places to serve the gods.


    The Gorgon Sisters, who escaped to Formless Island, belonged to the former; Cerberus, guarding the gates of the Netherworld, belonged to the latter.


    And fortunately in misfortune, although the body of the Mother of Serpents, Echidna, was destroyed, her spirit was luckily preserved.


    Moreover, nourished by the Netherworld''s deathly aura from the depths of Arima Cave, her spirit gradually stabilized, retained its original sentience, and did not fall into an eternal slumber.


    Later, Cerberus, her offspring, sensing the presence of his mother, would often burrow into the depths of Arima Cave to visit Echidna, alleviating the loneliness of the serpent mother.


    With her child''s company, Echidna, now a specter, could find some consolation and continued to stay deep within Arima Cave.


    However, the good times did not last long, and as time passed, strange changes came from below.


    ����Typhon, once cast by Zeus into the abyss, seemed to be showing signs of awakening.


    ����And, He was abnormally longing for life and sustenance.


    Luo En thought of the bloody scene from the corridor earlier and couldn''t help but furrow his brow.


    "So, was He really about to kill Cerberus just now?"


    ```


    For Luo En''s bewilderment, Echidna sneered as usual, "There is no surplus of warmth in the wilderness; for most divine monsters, the weak are food. Moreover, these children possess Typhon''s divinity. He has just shown signs of revival and urgently needs homologous power to replenish..."


    Hearing his mother-in-law''s narration, Luo En roughly understood the true nature of that "father-in-law."


    Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, had at least taken some care of the Gorgon Sisters and other offspring of Typhon, fulfilling the role of a mother, retaining some basic warmth.


    But that Demon Ancestor Typhon, born of destruction, was cruel and brutal, spreading his seed only for the sake of venting and reproduction. He didn''t understand and didn''t care about any offspring or familial love.


    Therefore, Echidna always directly addressed Typhon by his name, never referring to him as her husband.


    Clearly, just like the males in the animal kingdom forcefully mating with females, there was no such thing as affection between them.


    Echidna was rather unlucky��forced to mate with a tyrant, and because of the mess Typhon left behind, she attracted the attention of the Pantheon of Gods in Olympus, ultimately losing her life as well.


    Now, that resurrected King of Monsters had his sights set on his own blood relations, so it was not surprising that Echidna would not show Typhon any kindness.


    "Does that mean you could also become His food?"


    Luo En thought of the pit filled with giant beast carcasses and the dragon head in its early stages and couldn''t help worrying about his mother-in-law before him.


    "I''ve already died once; I''m not afraid to die again," Echidna said with a serene expression, shaking her head. She looked kindly at Cerberus and Luo En in front of her, patiently advising, "As for you, it''s best to leave as soon as possible, and don''t come back. It is not safe here."


    Thinking of the Gorgon Sisters at home, Luo En volunteered, "I can take you with me!"


    "I appreciate the gesture, but it''s no use," Echidna declined Luo En''s kindness once again, explaining helplessly, "After Argos killed me, to be on the safe side, he threw my bones into the Netherworld. Over time, both my body and my spirit have been completely permeated by the deathly aura of the Netherworld. It''s impossible for me to leave this place."


    Luo En smiled slightly, pulling out the Horn of Plenty and a little purple-red vial labeled Elixir of Immortality from his belongings, calmly speaking.


    "But what if I could use the vital force of all things to cleanse your bones and spirit of the deathly aura and use the divine medicine to let you rebuild your body?"


    "...!"


    Echidna was startled, and in her ashen eyes, a flicker of hope was reignited.


    As long as there is hope, no one can refuse the chance for life, and she was no exception.


    Seeing the moved expression on his mother-in-law''s face, Luo En''s lips curled into a pleased smile.


    In the future, the Hungarian mythologist Ka?roly Kere?nyi speculated based on the ornamentation on an ancient vase that Echidna might originally have been the protective deity of viticulture.


    This meant that he, as the God of Wine and Echidna had closely related divinity. It seemed he might have an additional spot for a Lesser Deity.


    More importantly, by winning over the favor of this mother-in-law, the scattered offspring of Typhon around the world could potentially become a force to leverage against Olympus!


    This was a potential power that even Zeus feared, one not to be neglected.


    As thoughts surged, Luo En recalled the Demon Ancestor who had tried to devour them as snacks just before and sneered malevolently.


    Typhon, is it? Well, you''ve just lost your wife!

 Chapter 318 222: Crown of Thorns, Granting Death a Rebirth

    Several days later, deep within Arima Cave.


    The strong divine aura of the Agriculture God spread like waves, and a milky white radiance imbued with the thick essence of life flowed through the dark and spacious lava cave. It formed tangible streams of light that irrigated towards the golden Wheel behind Luo En.


    The originally short emerald-green grapevine, after being nourished by the Divine Power of Life, visibly grew at a rapid pace, creating a large expanse of dense foliage. It spread through the central and peripheral gaps of the Wheel, extending into the seventh region of Chaos and weaving into a crown made of grape leaves and vines.


    At the same time, a halo of intertwined gold and green light surrounded Luo En. The stone walls and air gradually moistened in the sparkling waves, as drops of rain as white as milk and as fine as hair revivified the somewhat grey dirt. Grapevines, wheat, daffodils, and other green plant saplings miraculously sprouted from the earth.


    The tender green leaves fluttered in the wind, as if celebrating the birth of a new king.


    Success!


    At the same time, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, tucked away the dim Horn of Plenty in his embrace, and satisfied, reached up to touch the grapevine crown above his head.


    ��The Seventh Incarnation, "Crown", a symbol of the authorities "Life" and "Healing".


    Accelerated healing, self-recovery, blood regeneration, limb regeneration��these are just the basic extensions of divinity.


    Beyond this, it is also possible to transfer one''s own and all beings'' vitality to the injured, awakening their life potential.


    With this authority, Luo En felt his physique and vitality ascend to a new level. Theoretically, unless he encountered a deity with the Law of Mutual Conquest or a too-cautious berserker, even if his arms and legs were all severed, he could reattach them, lie down for a while, and continue to bounce around causing mischief.


    Moreover, as his own limit for endurance had seen a monumental increase, his primary reliance��the incarnation of Phanes, The Primordial One��seemed to have entered a new phase.


    For instance, during that event on Cyprus Island, if he encountered Ares''s Divine Incarnation again, he could simultaneously use four powers and easily maintain this state for almost two hours. If he could also eliminate the spear''s sealing attribute, he could utterly defeat the God of Berserkers'' incarnation, making him unrecognizable even to Zeus and Hera.


    If pushed to the limit, using five incarnations simultaneously and entering the state of The Primordial One, he could probably sustain battle for thirty minutes. Even facing the spear head-on might not necessarily overpower him.


    The most extreme scenario would be simultaneously activating six powers, incarnating as Phanes. Based on the endurance of his current body, Luo En estimated he could maintain this for about two to three minutes. With the element of surprise, it would certainly be enough to give Hypnos and The Furies behind him a hard time.


    Just the compatibility of six powers was enough to ensure survival under the Chief God. If he could collect all twelve main gods'' divinity and merge them into one, Luo En estimated he might actually be able to match the King of Olympus in strength.


    If not, at least he''d be on the level of the God of War Athena, the Sea King Poseidon, and Hades, the God of the Underworld.


    But this was not the ultimate fate he could reach.


    If he could break through all barriers, explore broader "Spaces" and "Worlds," gather more divinity and authority to fill that "Blank," and unify the "All" into "One," then what would he ultimately become?


    The King of All Kings, the God of All Gods?


    The "Lord of Hosts" who governs all things and phenomena?


    The grandiose imagination within his mind made Luo En''s heart surge with emotion.


    However, soon, the skeleton resting in the corner of the lava cave, along with the concerned looks from three figures nearby, pulled him back to reality.


    Alas, unable to handle even an Age of Greek Gods, and he''s dreaming of being the Lord of Hosts?


    A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; better focus on the task at hand.


    Luo En shook his head, dispelling the cluttered thoughts, and stood up from the ground. Under the watchful eyes of Tethys, Cerberus, and Echidna, he approached the pale white skeleton and raised his hand in a hollow grasp.


    The golden Holy Grail, with its beautifully sacred soft light, appeared in his palm.


    Subsequently, Luo En held his other hand above it, clenched his fist, and pierced the center of his palm with his fingertips, combining his blood��imbued with the power of life��with the aether in the air to create a delicious grape wine that he poured into the Holy Grail.


    "Be replenished, be replenished, be replenished, be replenished, be replenished;


    May this ointment be poured and this marking be engraved, let my cup overflow,


    Bestow grace upon the good, and life upon the dead,


    With my blood, I bless thee..."


    Accompanied by the deep chanting of these divine words, Luo En poured the brimming grape wine over the black-misted skeleton.


    "Sizzle~~~"


    Immediately, a violent reaction like water hitting hot oil occurred between the two, where the thick gray aura of death clinging to the skeleton was expelled by the pure Divine Power of Life, steaming violently.


    Greens that had just grown in the lava cave, once touched by the stirring aura of death, instantly withered and perished.


    Seeing this, Tethys quickly pulled Cerberus behind her, simultaneously casting protective curses to shield the unconscious Adonis and Sisyphus within barriers.


    With the support of his teammate behind, Luo En completely let go of his concerns, fully activating the Divine Power of Life of the Seventh Incarnation, "Crown." Along with the Divine Liquid of the God of Wine infused into Echidna''s skeleton, he washed away the accumulated aura of death inch by inch.


    In this tug-of-war between "Life" and "Death," the ample yet unfocused aura of death from the Netherworld faced the pure and orderly Divine Power of Life and was forced to retreat, getting gradually erased and eliminated.


    Echidna''s bones, originally tinged with the color of death, gradually revealed a jade-like luster. The purple-red Divine Liquid of the God of Wine, having completed the "Baptism" in the region, intertwined and flowed, inch by inch sketching out the contours of vessels, fasciae, organs. Flesh wildly proliferated within, filling the void and rapidly reconstructing the original form of the living.


    As the scene of life being reversed unfolded, Echidna''s face registered shock and delight, while Cerberus barked excitedly at the side, thrilled by his mother''s rebirth.


    However, Thetis in the corner furrowed her brows, appearing deeply worried.


    Resurrecting the dead was a violation of the Law of Life, especially in the Netherworld, where the laws of death were strongest.


    Moreover, the one he was trying to save was an ancient deity.


    Even if successful, Luo En would inevitably pay a heavy price.


    Indeed, she did.


    As the Life Authority rapidly depleted, Luo En''s complexion turned increasingly pale, and the green grapevine crown atop his head swiftly withered and wilted, leaving only blackened vines.


    Not enough! Still not enough!


    Watching the dense, ink-black aura of death within Echidna''s chest, Luo En steeled his heart, frantically extracting the aether from the air, plundering the breath of life around him, pushing the powers of life to their limit, inch by inch dispelling the stubborn will of death within Echidna''s bones.


    "Hum!"


    With a reluctant moan, the mass that obstructed the growth of flesh was completely obliterated; veins and fascia swiftly spread upwards, reinfusing vibrant life into the skeleton, shaping out her original face and form.


    As the final layer of skin and hair finished regenerating, Luo En staggered, nearly collapsing forward uncontrollably.


    Thetis, who had been closely monitoring the situation, rushed forward, covering Echidna''s exposed body while helping the exhausted Luo En to sit, pointing at his crown with a pained expression.


    "You''re injured..."


    Luo En instinctively reached up to touch, his fingertips brushing against the crown on his head as if punctured by something sharp, bringing a slight pain.


    Seeing this, Thetis quickly gathered moisture from the air and formed a mirror, handing it to Luo En.


    Through the clear reflection, Luo En saw that the crown, which symbolized the vitality of all things, had completely withered. The green grape leaves had all faded, leaving behind only grape vines that had lost moisture and luster, appearing dried up and dark.


    Also, it seemed that because of the excessive use of the Law of Life and the backlash from meddling with death, venomous thorns had sprouted from those withered vines, digging into Luo En''s scalp and leaving behind spots of blood and persistent pain.


    ��Thorns are curses, pains, and no one in the world would willingly wear thorns as a crown;


    ��But if it is the sacrifice needed to save a life, this pain is insignificant.


    A Crown of Thorns, is it?


    Luo En fingered the sharp protrusions on the crown on his head, feeling its sting, and thoughtfully smiled.


    So that''s how it is.


    In the Netherworld filled with death, the blood of a lamb and the suffering of thorns, ultimately break the shackles of fate, nurturing buds of rebirth and miracles.


    Now, the blood of gods flows for you, the pain of gods is endured for you.


    Thus, forgiveness is now, and my incarnation rightly ends this vow here, welcoming rebirth!


    Luo En dispersed the crown, terminating the transmission of Life Authority, and looked up ahead.


    "How are you feeling?"


    "Although my body has regenerated and my functions are entirely normal, there''s still no sign of life."


    The ethereal figure of Echidna in the corner shook her head, looking puzzled and disheartened,


    For some reason, her body appeared lifelike, but it could not operate normally, her own soul unable to enter and resonate with it.


    "That''s because you''re still lacking one ingredient to activate vitality."


    Luo En smiled faintly, handing the Elixir of Immortality he held to Thetis beside him.


    The Ocean Goddess, understanding, stepped forward to help Echidna rise. Then, she pulled out the elixir bottle''s wooden stopper, pouring the purple-red liquid into Echidna''s mouth, and using her authority over fluids, quickly directed the Elixir of Immortality throughout Echidna''s limbs and body.


    A moment later, the covered chest under the white shawl showed distinct signs of breathing; the two peaks slightly trembled as divine blood, along with the rhythm of the heart''s contractions, circulated swiftly.


    "Quick!"


    At Luo En''s prompting, Echidna, filled with excitement, dove into her own body, which radiated vigorous vitality.


    Soon, the Mother of Serpents completed the initial fusion of spirit and flesh, her eyelashes quivering as she slowly opened her eyes.


    The dull colors of the cave, the howling wind by her ears, the murky smell before her nose, and the delicate touch of the silk against her skin...one after the other, various sensations and information flooded back, making Echidna acutely aware of the joy of rebirth.

 Chapter 319 223: Goddesses Are All Petty

    "Success! We have succeeded!"


    Mother of Serpents leapt from the ground in excitement and rushed toward Luo En. She wanted to convey the excitement and gratitude she felt at that moment.


    However, Thetis, who was supporting Luo En, stepped in between them and blocked the excited Echidna with a cough to remind her.


    "Don''t you think you should put on some clothes first?"


    The coolness on her skin snapped the Mother of Serpents out of her daze. She hastily took the garments offered by the Ocean Goddess and dressed herself, covering the inadvertently revealed charms.


    Although as a member of the Divine Monsters she did not inherently care about the humiliation of nudity, she still wanted to maintain the minimum respect and decorum in front of the deity who had given her a new life.


    Watching as the Echidna shed her half-serpent form and transformed into a human-like appearance, walking towards him, Luo En''s gaze was inevitably drawn to the spectacular undulations beneath her white gown.


    Then, he glanced unintentionally at Thetis who wore the same gown, serving as a point of comparison.


    It had to be said, the differences between those who had borne children and those who had not were indeed striking.


    "Cough, cough!"


    A cough tinged with slight embarrassment interrupted someone''s daydreams. Realizing what was happening, Thetis crossed her arms and her cheeks flushed slightly.


    Feeling guilty, Luo En hastily averted his impolite gaze and turned to speak to Echidna in a gentle voice.


    "How do you feel now?"


    "Very well! Extremely well!"


    The Mother of Serpents said excitedly as she moved her limbs around, the satisfaction clear on her face.


    "Not only does my body feel normal, but it also seems to have gotten even younger."


    Females are born lovers of beauty, and Echidna, despite being a Divine Monster, was no exception. She was extraordinarily pleased with her now more delicate skin and more human-like beauty.


    However, in her excitement, the Mother of Serpents also noticed a small issue.


    "My divinity seems to have decreased a lot, and my strength is not what it used to be."


    "That''s to be expected," Luo En nodded his head and explained earnestly.


    "After such a long period of corrosion by the deathly aura, and the separation of spirit and flesh, even with my abilities, I could not fully restore you to your previous state. To return to your pinnacle, I''m afraid you''ll need some time."


    "I understand that. I still have to thank you for doing so much for me."


    Echidna nodded slightly, her gaze towards Luo En filled with softness and admiration.


    "Now, I believe you really have taken good care of my three daughters. Meeting you was their fortune."


    "You give me too much credit," Luo En responded with a warm smile and took the initiative to invite her.


    "Considering your current condition, I suggest you come back to Athens with me and rest on War God Mountain for a while. Take your time to get accustomed to your body, and after you''ve recovered your previous strength, we can make further plans."


    As he said this, Luo En played the emotional card and sincerely added,


    "Besides, Medusa and the others must be missing you."


    Hearing this, Echidna''s maternal instincts and longing were stirred up, and she immediately nodded, readily accepting Luo En''s suggestion.


    "Boom!"


    Just as the four were about to continue their conversation and discuss detailed arrangements for what was to come, a dull rumbling came from the stone door.


    Dozens of snake-like black vines covered with scales burst through the stone walls and hissed as they spread towards the people in the lava cave.


    Seeing this, Luo En''s complexion changed and he quickly warned aloud,


    "It''s no good, Typhon is here!"


    "It must be because there has been too much life force gathered in this lava cave lately, which has attracted the attention of this monster!"


    Thetis supported the swaying Luo En, her lips pressed tightly together and her face tensed.


    As more and more snake-like black vines poured in from the cave entrance, Echidna''s expression turned serious and she immediately spoke up,


    "Follow me, I''ll get us out!"


    With that, the Mother of Serpents'' hands burst with veins, turning into sharp claws, and she joined forces with Thetis to clear the vines at the entrance, then took the lead to clear a path for the group.


    Thetis helped Luo En onto the back of Cerberus and casually summoned two spheres of water, smashing them onto the faces of Sisyphus and Adonis on the ground.


    Suddenly, the two unfortunate souls on the ground woke up with a start, wiping the wet stains from their faces and looking around in confusion.


    "Did we make it out?"


    "No, we''re running for our lives!"


    Thetis responded in a grave voice while casting a curse to blast an oncoming clump of black vines into segments.


    Sisyphus looked at the black vines on the ground that had snapped, twisted, and writhed into a swarm of hissing black snakes, his face immediately turning green.


    "This thing is still here? Damn it!"


    Similarly, Adonis, who woke up a step later, looked back at the collapsing tunnel and the large group of black snakes madly squeezing forward. Being at the back of the group, with the narrow path ahead blocked by his teammates and no way to flee, he could only raise his trembling hands and frantically squeeze the few remaining divinity in his soul to join Sisyphus in fending off the assault of the monsters behind them.


    Fortunately, the pursuers were only a group of black snakes; the dreadful head of Typhon seemed to be limited and was unable to move freely.


    Moreover, Echidna, as a local native, was extremely familiar with the various passages and routes of Arima Cave.


    Therefore, after several twists and turns, they successfully shook off the black snake swarm behind them.


    To be on the safe side, they dared not linger and continued through the dark and complex underground passages, heading toward the surface.


    After an unknown amount of time traveling in the dark, a sliver of fine golden sunlight pierced through the mist and caught their eyes.


    Are we out?!


    A wave of excitement surged in everyone''s hearts as they hurried their steps and burst through a barrier of thick plant shadows, welcoming the long-missed dawn of the world of the living.


    "Argh!"


    However, the moment he was exposed to the intense breath of life and bright sunlight outside, Adonis started to emit green smoke from his body and, grimacing, retreated back into the shade.


    He was in the state of a soul, and having spent some time in the Netherworld, had accumulated a fair amount of deathly aura.


    Thus, even after escaping the underground, he was inevitably burned by the aura of the living world.


    Upon seeing this, Luo En casually took out the Holy Grail, inscribed the defensive charm from Aiaia for sheltering departed souls with divine blood, and shook it towards Adonis.


    "Get in here!"


    The Prince of Cyprus, not suspecting any foul play, hurriedly transformed into a shadow and dived into the Holy Grail to hide.


    "Ah ha, I''m sure you all have other things to take care of, right? I''m off, I won''t bother you!"


    Meanwhile, Sisyphus, unaffected, chuckled while accelerating the power of the wind god within him to its peak and, with both hands protecting the nape of his neck, dashed off into the distance.


    As the whistling of the wind rang by his ears and the bright sunshine warmed his body, Sisyphus, who had run a good distance, was ecstatic to the point of nearly shedding tears.


    Damn it, after trying to escape so many times, I''ve finally made it once!


    At that moment, at the entrance to Arima Cave, Luo En and Thetis exchanged glances and, resigned, lowered their arms.


    He''s quite clever, that old rascal...


    Well, let him go. After all, he didn''t hear any crucial information, and he could serve as a scapegoat to attract the attention of the deities of Hades on their behalf.


    Having decided to let Sisyphus go, Luo En turned back, looking helplessly at Cerberus sitting in the shadow, sticking out its tongue, eyes filled with reluctance.


    As the guard dog of Hades and a perilous offspring of Typhon, it bore the mark of Hades and obviously couldn''t leave with them.


    "Go back first, I''ll come to see you after some time," Luo En said softly, caressing the central head of Cerberus, leaving behind some honey cakes and wine, standing at the cave entrance of Arima with the Mother of Serpents, watching Cerberus look back three steps at a time toward the depths of Hades.


    When the figure of the dog completely vanished into the darkness, Luo En turned to look at the Mother of Serpents beside him.


    "Lady Echidna, I need to attend to some personal matters. If you don''t mind, I''ll have Tethys take you to Athens. I''ll send a message to Medusa and the others to come to pick you up."


    "Okay!"


    Echidna nodded slightly, having no objection to this arrangement.


    As a divine creature revived from death and part of Typhon''s household, she too was wary of bumping into certain Chief Gods of Olympus and dying again.


    However, Tethys, who had been entrusted with this task, hesitated to move, her gaze subtly fixed on the person who gave the order.


    Luo En smiled faintly, habitually throwing out a bargaining chip.


    "Understood, another favor for you!"


    "No deal,"


    However, Tethys shook her head, her face revealing a profoundly teasing smile.


    "Do to Athena what you did to me once."


    "..."


    Looking at the owl feather in his palm and the Ocean Goddess walking away with Echidna, Luo En''s lips twitched in silence.


    Gods, they really can be so petty.


    Meanwhile, at War God Mountain in Athens.


    "Achoo!"


    The pure white owl perched on the ridge of the temple, overlooking all of Athens, felt a sudden chill up its spine for no apparent reason and sneezed forcefully.

 Chapter 320 224: God of Love, Hes PUA-ing You (4.2k)

    Several days later, on the way to Cyprus Island, Luo En heard some rumors coming from the Kingdom of Corinth.


    Their King and City Builder, Sisyphus, having faced death three times, still returned safely from the Netherworld and was welcomed by his subjects. He was esteemed by the cunning and clever Corinthians as "the most ingenious hero in the Mortal World."


    Now basking in his fame, Sisyphus was throwing a grand banquet at the Royal Palace to celebrate his rebirth. During the feast, he exaggerated stories about how he had cleverly escaped the vigilant guard of the God of Sleep, tricked the ferocious three-headed dog of Hell, cunningly stolen the golden bough from the Queen of the Underworld''s garden, and finally with Ferryman Charon''s help, returned to the Mortal World...


    Being a party of this tale, Luo En didn''t mind Sisyphus hogging all the limelight and hiding Tethys''s and his identity.


    On the contrary, the more the old trickster boasted and sought the spotlight, the more it played into his interests.


    After all, having such a wall as a windbreak to take the hits for him, Luo En could easily deflect any trouble he had caused in the Netherworld, and place all the blame on Sisyphus''s shoulders.


    Even if that old scammer met with disaster, caught by Hecate loitering around, or any other deities of the Netherworld, and was thrown into Tartarus Hell for punishment, Luo En wasn''t scared at all.


    Because, on one hand, he and Tethys were in such good disguises that even Sisyphus couldn''t see through their true identities; on the other hand, they were cautious enough not to leave any direct personal information. They also preferred to knock people out before having secret conversations �� Sisyphus had spent more time unconscious than awake on their journey.


    So even if Sisyphus was caught with a loose tongue, the blame would only follow back to Adonis, naturally assuming they were merely henchmen sent to fish for the Prince of Cyprus.


    Consequently, the blame would then logically shift to Aphrodite.


    The weight of a plant-affiliated deity and a Chief God of Olympus was substantial enough for them to carry the blame.


    Perfect!


    Luo En reviewed all the minutiae of his journey to the Netherworld once again, checking for any fatal oversights, and, finding none, he walked satisfied out of the contemplative woods and continued on his journey.


    Before him lay the city-state of Cyprus, its profile entering his line of sight, accompanied by the scent of fields and fragrant petals blown in by the breeze; the bay meandered into distant mountains, forming a beautiful curve; and the sunrise gilded the sea with dazzling light, the foam of Paphos''s waters stacking layer upon layer.


    Having encountered twist after twist in the Netherworld, Luo En couldn''t help feeling a sense of otherworldliness as he gazed upon this beautiful natural scenery once again.


    Well, I''m almost there.


    Calculating the time, Tethys and Echidna should be arriving soon as well; I need to notify Medusa and the other two to head out of the city to meet us ahead of time.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then casually took out a Medusa-emblem and activated the resonance spells within it, contacting the Gorgon sisters at War God Mountain to explain the situation.


    Hearing that her mother had miraculously revived and was en route from Athens, Medusa couldn''t contain her joy, her affection and gratitude for Luo En overflowing.


    However, Stheno and Euryale were not in good spirits, still harboring old grudges from being stabbed and whipped painfully.


    ����Because a certain asshole had pulled up his pants and run off, resulting in the ones who drugged them being discovered by Hestia, and then, the Goddess of the Hearth, enraged, had smacked them around repeatedly, causing them to be bedridden for half a month.


    "It was Asclepius who mixed the drugs for you, and it was this kid who betrayed you. If you have a problem, take it up with him! What does this have to do with me?" Luo En immediately defended himself with a darkened face upon hearing the irrational accusations from the two young Gorgons.


    However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the atmosphere on the other end froze. Stheno and Euryale opened their mouths but hesitated to speak. Medusa, standing to the side, also pursed her lips tightly, with a troubled expression.


    Seeing their reaction, Luo En''s mind raced, and his expression shifted slightly.


    "Did something happen to Asclepius?" he asked, though his tone was more assertive than inquisitive.


    Confronted with Luo En''s searching gaze, Medusa, who was not skilled at lying, was the first to give in. She bit her lip and responded in a low voice, "He''s dead, during the time you were away..."


    "How did he die? Give me the details!" Luo En pressed.


    Despite anticipating the outcome from the Gorgon sisters'' reactions, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a sinking in his heart at this unexpected turn of events.


    And as the other side recounted everything that happened to the Medicine God in his absence, Luo En''s expression gradually became unsettled.


    The stubborn fool hadn''t listened to his advice to stop researching and using the Elixir of Immortality.


    Even when all samples of the Elixir were taken and the Blood of Gorgon was critically depleted, he still did not extinguish his passion for medicine; instead, he changed his approach, beginning trials with common herbs to replicate the effects.


    It must be said, the future Medicine God was indeed extraordinarily gifted.


    After continuous trials and effort, although he couldn''t fully replicate Farsh''s Elixir of Immortality, he managed to produce an Imitation Medicine using ordinary herbs, slightly less effective but spectacular nonetheless.


    Basically, as long as the victim had a breath left, this potion could pull them back from the Gates of Hell.


    Although the effects were slightly inferior, this potion could be mass-produced!

 Chapter 321 224: God of Love, Hes PUA-ing You (4.2k)_2

    What''s even more fatal is that Asclepius, who just couldn''t sit still, frequently ventured out, wandering among the various city-states to treat complex and difficult diseases.


    This coming and going inevitably led to the use of the Elixir of Immortality.


    And when Asclepius succeeded in saving the dying fourth son of King Minos, Glaucus, amid a turmoil, such a taboo substance caught the attention of Zeus, the passing Divine King.


    After a conversation, the Great God Zeus became furious with Asclepius''s act of defying the order of life and death, proclaiming that it threatened the "Immortality" only the gods possessed and, thus, summoned a thunderbolt to strike down his own grandson.


    Hearing Medusa''s account, Luo En pressed the bulging veins on his forehead and cursed under his breath.


    This idiot! He must have not been able to keep his mouth shut!


    What does it mean by threatening the "Immortality" that only deities possess? The real elixir of immortality couldn''t even do that, let alone the inferior Imitation Medicine that Asclepius had at the time.


    For Zeus, that old sly bastard, to personally intervene, Asclepius probably didn''t recognize that it was the King of Olympus himself, got too excited in the moment, and blurted out his plan to devise an advanced version of the Elixir of Immortality through the Golden Apple.


    Hearing his ambitious grandson''s vision, how could Zeus sit still? Of course, he immediately sent Asclepius to his demise.


    Luo En thought he had taken the arduous trip to the Netherworld to save the boy''s life, but in the end, he still couldn''t stop him from actively seeking death.


    Such a stubborn temperament, just like his father Apollo!


    With things having come to this point, Luo En rubbed his somewhat sore brow and let out a heavy sigh, then continued to inquire.


    "Then what happened? Did Artemis, Athena, or Hestia intervene?"


    "Yes, after the incident, they went to the Great Temple on Mount Olympus together, hoping to at least save the spirit of Asclepius."


    Medusa nodded in response, her mood growing even more somber.


    "But, Asclepius''s spirit... it vanished."


    Luo En, upon hearing this, was slightly startled: "Vanished?"


    "You believe Zeus''s lies?"


    "Exactly! It''s clear he made sure that not even Asclepius''s spirit could be saved! That old man is truly cold-blooded!"


    Stheno and Euryale couldn''t help but speak up, expressing indignation on behalf of Asclepius, with whom they had a rather good relationship.


    Listening to their complaints, Luo En''s frown deepened gradually.


    Whether according to the original mythological trajectory or based on the current situation, letting Asclepius vanish into thin air and creating a brutal image of himself did not align with Zeus''s interests.


    First to destroy Asclepius''s body in the name of the greater good of the deities, then under the gods'' pleading, to graciously allow his spirit Ascension to become a star, to adorn his sky and Divine Authority, and thereby seizing the power of the healer for himself, was more in line with Zeus''s interests and matched his usual scheming.


    The "Ophiuchus" constellation in the legends came about just like this.


    But now, Asclepius''s spirit had disappeared into thin air, not entering the Netherworld, nor falling into Zeus''s hands.


    "Vanished, vanished..."


    Luo En mulled over the two words repeatedly, his eyes thoughtful, a subtle and elusive glimmer quietly surfacing in their depths.


    "Alright, I understand! You guys go to the outskirts of the city and bring the Mother of Serpents and Thetis up to the War God Mountain, then keep an eye on the site of Asclepius''s death for me. Don''t let outsiders get close before I return."


    "Okay!"


    Although Medusa didn''t understand the reasons, she still maintained her usual obedient attitude towards Luo En''s commands, nodded earnestly, and then promptly, at Luo En''s signal, cut the communication and, with her sisters, left the city.


    As the lights and shadows in front of him dissipated, Luo En tossed the slightly warm Gorgoneion Emblem into the Magic Array, gazing in the direction of the City of Athens, his eyes narrowing slightly.


    Hopefully, things are as I suspect and there is still a chance for a turnaround.


    But the trouble in Athens is already a sure thing, and further talk is pointless. The urgent task now is to figure out how to recover the losses.


    Someone''s got to cover the costs for such a difficult job, right?


    Luo En summoned the Golden Holy Grail that held Adonis''s spirit from the Magic Array through thin air, his gaze, flickering subtly, turned towards the Royal City of Cyprus.


    ~~


    "What? Asclepius is dead?!"


    In the palace surrounded by flowers, the face of the Goddess of Love by the bed revealed surprise and regret.


    "Such misfortune..."


    "Shouldn''t you have known about this earlier than I did?"


    Luo En unceremoniously exposed Aphrodite''s superficial sympathy with a faint cold laugh.


    "Or perhaps, having witnessed the thunderous wrath of His Majesty the King of Gods, you wish to wash your hands of Asclepius and the elixir of immortality?"


    "Not at all!"


    Aphrodite shook her head vehemently in denial, explaining with a face full of embarrassment and helplessness.


    "Regarding the plight of Asclepius, I also found out only recently. I wanted to help, but the tragedy had already occurred, and Zeus eradicated his spirit. What could a little woman like me, who can''t even control her own marriage and love, possibly do?"


    In speaking, the Goddess of Love appeared to be touched by the sad memories, adopting a near tearful expression that made it hard to hold her accountable, only inciting the desire to embrace her and offer soft words of comfort.


    "Perhaps..." Luo En remained unmoved by the sympathetic Goddess of Love, responding calmly before his expression darkened with a cold snort, "After all that has happened, the fact that Asclepius died because of you and Adonis is indisputable!"


    "I understand, and I will compensate you!" Aphrodite promised earnestly, her gaze burning as she looked at the Messenger returned from the Netherworld, "As long as my Adonis comes back, I''m willing to do anything!"


    He carried the scent of her beloved.


    Moreover, his successful return from the Netherworld to make accusations here proved that the objective of this risky adventure was mostly likely accomplished.


    But at this moment, Luo En''s face was filled with indignation.


    "Compensation? What can you compensate with! Asclepius was not just a beloved friend to me! He was an elect Lesser Deity summoned for Lady Hestia! Do you think you can afford such a loss?"


    "The God of Stove and Medicine God?" Aphrodite was slightly taken aback with some bewilderment,


    "Food and medicine share a common origin. I had planned to expand Lady Hestia''s sphere of authority through the medical talents of Asclepius. That way, not only could I help a friend, but Lady Hestia might also look at me in a new light! But because of your affair..."


    At this point, Luo En abruptly stopped speaking, then turned away angrily.


    "Forget it, there''s nothing left to say! Our deal is over!"


    "No!"


    Seeing her only lifeline about to leave, Aphrodite quickly grabbed Luo En''s arm, her face pleading.


    "I''ll compensate! I''ll compensate you!"


    Then, the Goddess of Love glanced back at Adonis, who lay unconscious amidst the flowers, steeled her heart and pointed outside, opening her mouth with clenched teeth.


    "I can let you choose one from among my Three Graces to replace Asclepius, becoming a Lesser Deity!"


    "Forget it, Asclepius has just passed, and I haven''t lived long enough yet."


    Luo En shook his head, unmoved, and continued to make his way to leave.


    "All three! From now on, they will follow your commands!"


    Seeing that the man opposite seemed resolved not to wade into this mire, a desperate Aphrodite played all her cards.


    "With the Baptism of the Paphos Sacred Pool and the authority of the Three Graces at your side, I guarantee that even if Hestia''s heart were stone, she would be attracted to you!"


    Luo En, who was heading for the door, finally stopped, turned back grinding his teeth.


    "Fine, I''ll help! I might as well face punishment from His Majesty the King of Gods!"


    With those words, Luo En fiercely took out the Holy Grail and, with a tragic expression, unsealed Adonis''s spirit,


    "No choice, we''re cut from the same cloth..."


    As the transparent and handsome figure of her lover Adonis melded into the body lying amidst the flowers, their spirits and flesh merging to rekindle the spark of life, Aphrodite was completely moved as she looked at the tall and imposing figure at the door, muttering over and over the only words she could think of in that moment.


    "Thank you, thank you..."

 Chapter 322 225: The Birth of a Succubus

    In the Paphos Sacred Pool, misty vapors swirled and enveloped the air.


    The Goddess Aphrodite, clad in a sheer veil, her head crowned with an intricate diadem, her slender waist barely graspable and cinched with a golden belt, stood lightly at the edge of the pool. She was so divinely beautiful that it defied description, her presence seeming to fill the air with an intoxicating sweetness, clearly having brought her powers of love and beauty to their peak.


    Below her feet, roses burst through the soft stone paths and steps, blooming unrestrained. Petals, as if dyed with divine blood, fell into the swirling waters, causing tiny ripples and haloes on the surface.


    "Splash!"


    As Aphrodite gently raised her hand, the divine liquid of the Sacred Pool receded, revealing the figure at its center who had undergone the complete baptism of the Goddess of Love''s divinity.


    The silver-haired youth''s body was flawless, his form like a gem, his skeleton and muscles perfectly conformed to the golden ratio, without excess or deficiency. His very existence seemed to be an exposition on the meaning of "beauty" to mankind.


    Merely by standing there and observing, the three graceful figures not far away couldn''t help but become intoxicated and parched, their throats involuntarily working in the instinctive reaction of swallowing.


    Up ahead, a slightly unsteady Aphrodite huffed with annoyance.


    "What are you three little flirts doing, standing there in a daze? Continue!"


    The Three Graces, standing aside, snapped out of their reverie, suddenly aware of their own lapse in decorum. Their cheeks flushing, they quickly stepped forward to take over the position from their chief deity, forming a triangular formation at the edge of the circular Sacred Pool. They sang the sacred verses in unison, each holding a rose garland as an offering.


    "Our revered king,


    may all honor your name as holy.


    May your Graces be manifest,


    may your will be done on earth,


    as it is in heaven.


    Our daily sustenance,


    grant to us today (God of Stove).


    Our joyous wine,


    feast us today (God of Wine);


    let us not fall into temptation,


    but deliver us from malice (protective Divine Office).


    May Splendor (Aglaea), Joy (Euphrosyne), Banquet (Thalia), walk with you;


    Wisdom, Might, Love, be with you;


    Kingdom, Authority, Glory, all belong to you.


    ����From time immemorial, to the present, and forevermore!"


    The offered rose garlands rested on the baptized one''s neck, and an intangible, indescribable essence, though everywhere and at all times, began to solidify on his figure. Roses also began to spread and grow beneath and around him in tandem.


    As the entire Sacred Pool turned into a sea of flowers, the immaculate, gem-like deity slowly opened his eyes, sensing the rose which had grown from the eighth slot of the golden wheel, and couldn''t help but reveal a satisfied smile.


    It was done, the eighth incarnation "Rose"!


    This "Symbol of Love" and "Creation of Beauty," nourished by the blood of Aphrodite, could bestow upon life powerful charisma, making it loved by all things.


    Of course, at the repeated request of a certain "Warrior of Pure Love," this "love" was not about inciting the carnal desires of men and women, but rather, it could easily gain the closeness of humans, Magic Beasts, and even deities through words, actions, and the like, making those around instinctively trust and obey him.


    To this extent, it was no longer mere admiration, but almost magic power or a curse.


    Throughout history, only a few emperors, generals, and religious leaders, who could summon legions with a single call, have had such a viral-like leadership quality.


    And Luo En, it seemed, could play different roles, receiving consistent bonuses.


    For instance, when he walked among the city-states under the guise of a poet, everyone was willing to confide in him or patiently listen to his performances;


    When he appeared on the battlefield as a commander, even without the talent for commanding large armies, simply by exerting the power of the "Rose," even in a situation of certain death, all soldiers would fearlessly grab their swords and fight fervently against the enemy.


    When he appeared before believers as a religious leader, those followers would accumulate guilt and unease for harboring ulterior motives or wavering faith, until they could no longer bear the torment of their souls, weeping and confessing their sins before him...


    The only pity was that this authority proved more effective on lower forms of life, and the more pronounced the effect.


    Stronger deities and monsters were essentially unaffected by direct influence and could only gain trust and closeness through a longer process of subtle and gradual change.


    Even so, shearing wool from Aphrodite left Luo En extremely satisfied.


    For the Titan Gods born divine, they valued individual strength more, and such "charisma" might seem redundant to them.


    But for Luo En, The God Among Men, it was an excellent tool for spreading doctrines and gathering faith.


    ~~


    In front of the Sacred Pool.


    As the baptism came to an end and the dust settled, Aphrodite, who had been on tenterhooks, couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    "Alright, I''ve done what I promised you. If there''s nothing else, I should be leaving."


    Zeus himself had stepped in to kill Asclepius with his thunderbolt, which showed his apprehension about the Elixir of Immortality.


    Her beloved Adonis had consumed such forbidden fruit and, with the help of his close friend the Medicine God, wrenched his soul back from the Netherworld to truly transition from death to life.


    After these developments, Aphrodite, feeling uneasy, only wanted to take her lover and leave Cyprus Island as quickly as possible to hide away elsewhere.


    After all, Asclepius, who died at the hand of Zeus, didn''t even have his spirit left.


    "Why not visit Sicily? The scenery is beautiful, and it''s free of disturbances, making for a decent vacation paradise."


    Luo En stood up and walked out of the Sacred Pool, took out a sea chart, and sincerely suggested.


    He remembered that Sicily, which he had passed by during the Sea of Okeanos hunting party held by Athena, Artemis, Apollo, and Hestia, had a relatively primitive ecology and had not yet developed sophisticated human civilization. It was mostly inhabited by Giants, making it suitable for a reclusive hunting lifestyle. This would be a good haven for Aphrodite and Adonis.


    Aphrodite nodded her head, gratefully accepted the sea chart, and then turned her attention to The Three Graces nearby, entrusting them with great seriousness.


    "Then after this, you''ll have to take good care of them."


    "Don''t worry! As long as I am here, I will absolutely not let anyone lay a finger on them!"


    Luo En earnestly responded, making a firm promise.


    The Three Graces nearby, hearing those sincere words, couldn''t help but feel an upswell of goodwill, and the anxiety about the replacement of the Chief God gradually washed away.


    However, they failed to notice the fleeting and subtle exchange of glances between Aphrodite and Luo En during their interaction.


    To tell the truth, The Three Graces had already been too deeply involved in these consecutive PY transactions, knowing too much.


    Whether it was the affair between Aphrodite and Adonis, the creation of the Elixir of Immortality and the death of the Medicine God, or Luo En''s secret incursion into the Netherworld at the request of the God of Love...


    Any of these matters, if leaked, would be enough to get "chief culprit" Aphrodite in serious trouble.


    Thus, the God of Love was not only concerned about the welfare of the three Lesser Deities but also worried whether they might betray her.


    To this, Luo En also gave his assurance in person��he would not let anyone harm The Three Graces.


    Because, The Three Graces was not just the wool he had painstakingly sheared, they were also the evidence of his illicit dealings with Aphrodite.


    If anything happened to these three, neither he nor Aphrodite could escape the blame.


    However, there was a silver lining; from now on, he and the God of Love could be considered accomplices in a way.


    In a time of need, this relationship might prove useful.


    After a brief conversation that dispelled any lingering doubts, an unsettled Aphrodite did not linger too long and, determined, took Adonis, who had awakened, boarded the swan chariot, and headed for Sicily.


    Watching the glimmering chariot disappear into the horizon, Luo En murmured to himself.


    The God of Love and her young lover are heading for Sicily; who knows how long they''ll hide out.


    Come to think of it, they might even give rise to the ancestors of the Romans prematurely.

 Chapter 323 226 The Summoning of the Holy Grail (Seeking Votes at the Beginning of the Month)

    Several days later, War God Mountain.


    A streak of purple light took advantage of the thick night, silently flying out of the mountain shrouded in starlight, descending into a dense forest on the outskirts of City of Athens.


    "Luo En!"


    With a shout full of joy, the tall, purple-haired beauty had scarcely touched the ground when she rushed excitedly towards the figure by the fire that she had longed for day and night.


    Luo En smiled and opened his arms, giving Medusa a big hug as he whispered softly into her ear, "Yeah, I''m back...."


    A moment later, Medusa, having savored enough time in that warm embrace, reluctantly got up and, taking Luo En''s arm, took the initiative to speak.


    "Come on, I''ll take you back now, everyone misses you."


    "Not so fast, tell me first about what has happened during this time."


    Luo En then sat by the fire with the arriving Medusa and inquired about the recent situation in Athens.


    Facing the inquiry of a close acquaintance, Medusa, who had still retained her simplistic nature, spared no details in her response.


    And with this lesser deity of Athena as an informant, Luo En quickly got a hold of some of the changes within the City of Athens.


    Firstly, with his relentless efforts, the Goddess of Memory was finally persuaded to leave Mount Helicon with the Nine Muses and come to Athens, where under the arrangement of Goddess Athena, they joined in the organization of the Athenian library, providing a wealth of useful books that greatly promoted the educational work of the Academy of Athens;


    In the meantime, the Goddess of Justice, who was responsible for compiling the Codex, would often pop in to discuss with Goddess Mnemosyne how to articulate the laws strictly, to plug all loopholes that might breach fairness; thus, the legal construction proceeded in an ordered fashion;


    Following that, with the arrival of Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, Stheno and Euryale who were under restraint also became good children, not daring to create trouble lightly;


    And Tethys, the Ocean Goddess who accompanied them, was ceremoniously entertained by Athena, and they would frequently be seen laughing and touring War God Mountain and the City of Athens together, close as sisters;


    Lastly, there was Circe. Because Hecate had chosen to have her forgotten, this Great Witch from Aiaia Island simply settled down in Athens and was recently enthusiastically learning to cook under the mentorship of Hestia, the Goddess of Stove. Due to shared interests, they would often gather to experiment with recipes, mentioning they had a surprise waiting for a certain someone upon his return. Although there were occasional explosions in the kitchen due to some inappropriate additions to the pot, the overall situation remained stable, enriching the culinary culture of the City of Athens, directly or indirectly;


    What kind of ingredients can make a kitchen explode? You guys aren''t cooking, you''re practicing alchemy, right?


    As Luo En listened, he inwardly rolled his eyes and felt a sense of relief that he hadn''t plunged headfirst into War God Mountain.


    All these goddesses gathered together, could act one better than the next, so while on the surface they appeared harmonious, they were like a pile of gas cans, guaranteed to ignite at the slightest spark.


    Unfortunately, Luo En reckoned that he was very likely to be that spark.


    No sooner had he finished messing around with the Gorgon Sisters than he''d brought back a whole bunch of ambiguously related women.


    One false move, and he might well be torn to pieces by those tigresses.


    Therefore, to avoid being troubled by those women, Luo En had wisely decided not to enter the city directly, but rather to lure out Medusa, who was easiest to handle, get a clear picture of the situation, and then consider his next move.


    "Speaking of which, how''s Medea doing?"


    "It seems she has joined the Academy of Athens and is systematically studying culture and magic. The Centaur Sage Chiron has given her high praise, and it looks like he plans to offer her a teaching position immediately after graduation."


    Medusa replied truthfully, proudly raising her head as if to take credit.


    "And besides, we get along well."


    Luo En smiled slightly and habitually reached out to pat Medusa''s head.


    This familiar touch brought them closer, suffused with a warm sense of comfort.


    Basking in the warmth and affection from above, Medusa''s face, lit by the firelight, bore a contented smile.


    If only time could stop at this moment, and everyone could continue to live quietly and happily, perhaps only the word "happiness" could encompass it all.


    However...


    "About Asclepius..." Medusa hesitated for a long time before bringing up the topic she was reluctant to face.


    "I know," Luo En nodded, cutting off Medusa''s reminiscence, and said sternly, "Tell me where that place is, I''ll handle the rest."


    Medusa obediently nodded and handed over a rune stone with serpentine patterns to Luo En: "As you said, we''ve sealed off that place and set up restrictions. This rune stone is the key to get in and out."


    Luo En pocketed the rune stone, glanced at the waning moon sinking into the western night, and stood up to take his leave: "Alright, I''ll go have a look."


    Immediately, he clapped his hands to summon the Three Graces, who were waiting at the edge of the forest, and introduced them to Medusa.


    "These three are my friends, also lesser deities I''ve summoned for Lady Hestia. You take them to War God Mountain first, and after I''m done with that other business, we''ll meet up again."


    The simple-minded Medusa, without any doubt, nodded in agreement.


    As Luo En watched his former close confidant, now leading three potential troublemakers away to clear the mines for him, he couldn''t help feeling a twinge of guilt in his cold heart.


    But soon, his strong will to live completely extinguished that flicker of hesitation.


    "Isn''t it better to have Medusa bring The Three Graces over, rather than leading them myself to War God Mountain?"


    He hadn''t had his fill of life yet, nor did he wish to be hacked to pieces by those women on the mountain under some pretext.


    Watching the four silhouettes disappear into the night and enter the City of Athens, Luo En collected his thoughts, extinguished the fire, and with the mien of a mourner, hurried to the burial site of the Medicine God.


    Guided by the resonance of the rune stone, it took Luo En roughly two hours to arrive at the scene of the incident.


    Looking around, the area was scorched black, with withered vegetation and stones and soil bearing the grim marks of having been burned.


    In the center, a trench that stretched dozens of meters deep caught his eye.


    With a leap, Luo En jumped into the pit, glanced around, and then bent down to pick up a charred piece of wood from the soil, bringing it to his nose to smell.


    A rich medicinal fragrance filled his nostrils, awakening familiar memories from days past.


    Alas, the boy didn''t make it.


    Luo En sighed, glanced around at the grim traces left by the thunderbolt, and in his heart, he cursed Asclepius, that stubborn mule who wouldn''t listen to advice, a sound thrashing.


    But at this point, whether there was a chance or not, he could only try.


    Immediately, Luo En made up his mind, ensured that there was no one around, and with a flick of his fingers, he took out the golden Holy Grail, and poured his own divinity and divine power into it, turning it into purple-red wine, which he sprinkled over the scorched earth while chanting the Holy Words.


    "Be full, be full, be full, be full.


    Cyclically return, the next being five.


    Heaven send winds to wall it off.


    The doors open in all directions yet are all closed off.


    From the Crown,


    wander in the cycle back and forth on the forked road to the Kingdom."


    The purple-red liquid seeped into the earth, flowing on its own, sketching the base of a circular array, with Holy Words intertwined and branded within.


    "I declare��


    Hear my command, my fate is with thee.


    Answer the call of the Holy Grail, if willing to follow this will, this rationale, then respond.


    I swear herein:


    I shall achieve all benevolent deeds in the world,


    I shall vanquish all malevolent deeds in the world,


    Thou art but the lamb imprisoned in raging shackles,


    I am the one who wields the chains.


    Entrust in me, learn from me, heed me,


    �� serve the light as a spirit!"


    With a dignified and solemn chant, the last drop of divine liquid fell onto the magic array on the ground, activating the entire foundation.


    In an instant, a streak of blazing white light shot into the sky, with the fierce Aether Tide around it whipping up the surrounding dust.


    In the midst of the light column, a blurry figure, after absorbing the divine liquid spilled from the Holy Grail, gradually became clear, materializing from the immaterial.


    "What''s happened to me...?"


    In a murmured whisper, a young man dressed in a black physician''s outfit, with silver long hair and a somber demeanor, stood within the fading magic array, looking around bewilderedly, finally fixing his gaze on the man in front of him holding an ornate golden cup.


    "You..."


    "What ''you''? Bloody hell, I''ve saved your life again!"


    Before he could finish speaking, the figure in front of him interrupted the young man''s mumble with curses, looking utterly drained as he gestured forward.


    "Asclepius, come and give me a hand already!"


    In an instant, that name seemed to awaken the dormant memories in his mind, and the silver-haired young man immediately shook off his confused state, stepping out of the magic array to help his savior sit down at his side.

 Chapter 324 227: Its My Familys Turn to Take the Blame This Year (4.1k)

    In the charred depths of the pit.


    Asclepius, recovering from chaos and shock, lifted his pale hands and touched his familiar cheeks, feeling the normal warmth and the flow of blood and vitality beneath his skin. A scholar''s curiosity arose, and he couldn''t help but marvel.


    "I''m actually still alive?"


    "More precisely, revived from death."


    Next to him, the pale-faced Luo En glanced at his troublesome great-nephew and narrated the events with annoyance.


    Facing the thunderbolt of Zeus, not only could Asclepius, a demigod, not survive, even Luo En himself would have been blasted into heroic fragments had he been there.


    Thus, there was absolutely no way that Asclepius could have survived then; his body was genuinely destroyed by the divine might of the thunderbolt.


    And not even ashes were left.


    But, as Luo En thought, His Majesty the King of Gods did not intend to let Asclepius''s spirit vanish into smoke as well, not wishing to craft an image of himself as brutally murderous to outsiders.


    His initial plan was to destroy Asclepius''s body in the name of the divine righteousness to serve as a warning to others and preserve the authority of the gods. Then, amid the pleas of other deities, he planned to step down gracefully, elevating Asclepius''s spirit to the stars, adorning his own divine realm, and thereby seizing control of the healer''s power completely.


    The first half of the plan went smoothly, but the latter half encountered a severe deviation.


    Zeus destroyed Asclepius''s body and was about to imprison his grandson''s spirit when he discovered that Asclepius''s spirit��was gone!


    Whether it was observing the scene firsthand or seeking verification from the Three Fates, he reached the same conclusion.


    In fact, all credit belongs to Luo En.


    Out of precaution, before departing, he had transformed his divine blood into fine wine, given it to Asclepius to drink, and contracted with his spirit through a holy word, preparing for a final safeguard before causing trouble in the Netherworld.


    As luck would have it, the bad proved effective.


    Asclepius, insistent on courting death, had his body directly obliterated by Zeus''s thunderbolt into mere dust.


    But just as over the years, Zeus and the Three Fates had never discovered Luo En''s identity and existence.


    Asclepius''s spirit, soaked with the divinity of [coincidence] by Luo En''s divine blood, became a system BUG. It went unnoticed by Zeus and unclaimed by the Netherworld, fortuitously escaping disaster.


    Because of his ignorance, His Majesty the King of Gods remained confused, facing the furious Hestia, Athena, and Artemis, continuously clarifying for himself:


    ��This was an accident!


    ��This was a problem of the Netherworld!


    ��Someone is trying to frame him!


    However, Zeus''s typically cunning mode of operation has long since eroded his bit of integrity.


    Hestia, Athena, Artemis��who would believe him? They naturally assumed that it was His Majesty the King of Gods who had destroyed both Asclepius''s spirit and body, attempting to pass the blame.


    Thus, having no way to refute the accusations, Zeus could only choose to avoid them. Lately, fearing that the three chief gods might block his path, he dared not even return to Olympus.


    All these details were pryed from the insider Medusa by Luo En during his return journey.


    "He actually has these days too?"


    Listening to Luo En''s narration, Asclepius couldn''t help but curl the corners of his mouth, a gleeful smile of schadenfreude spreading across his usually calm and somber face.


    Luo En glanced at this beloved grandnephew of Zeus, inquiring with amusement.


    "So, do you still want to be [alive]?"


    "Forget about it."


    Asclepius chuckled and shook his head, his tone somewhat emotional.


    "These days, being dead is much easier than being alive."


    Suddenly, the Medicine God paused, a hint of mischief reappearing on his face.


    "Besides, opportunities to trip up His Majesty the King of Gods aren''t frequent..."


    Hearing Asclepius''s meaningful answer, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Not bad at all, truly fitting of being that obstinate Apollo''s offspring, naturally heavy on rebelliousness.


    And having just been tricked by his own grandfather Zeus, with his original body blasted to nothing, it was impossible for Asclepius not to harbor some resentment.


    "That said, I feel quite strange now."


    At that moment, Asclepius scrutinized his current shell repeatedly, the slight surreal feeling causing him to frown.


    "It doesn''t quite feel like a dead person, nor does it feel like a living one, and my body''s agility and coordination are also a bit off..."


    "Did you expect me to have such immense powers as to completely restore your former body?"


    Luo En gave Asclepius a look, coldly snorting in irritation.


    "What I used was my divine blood combined with the power of creation to mold a shell for you, at best a temporary container for your soul, just making do is good enough."


    Asclepius bouncing around was partly thanks to the protective and hidden holy covenant he had before setting off, and partly thanks to Luo En himself obtaining the power of creation from Persephone, Queen of the Underworld.


    Otherwise, even if that great nephew''s spirit had been retrieved, he would have just been a lost soul.


    "Here, drink this first, to deepen the fusion of body and spirit."


    As he spoke, Luo En pulled out a bottle of Elixir of Immortality from the magic array and tossed it to Asclepius.

 Chapter 325 227: Taking Turns to Carry the Scapegoat, This Year Its My Familys Turn (4.1k)_2

    Asclepius took the Elixir of Immortality, drank it in one gulp, and the unreal feeling on his body slightly subsided.


    Watching his great-nephew gradually regain the vitality of the living, Luo En continued to speak.


    "Moreover, the sacred pact that remains in your soul can help you avoid Zeus and The Three Fates'' pursuit temporarily. If you don''t want to be captured by Zeus and turned into his slave, you will need to regularly drink the divine wine I brew to maintain the operation of the sacred pact and the vitality of your body," Luo En added.


    "Is there no other way?"


    "Not for now."


    Luo En shook his head and waved his hand dismissively.


    "Enough, don''t ask so much. It''s already good enough that you''re safe from Zeus," he said.


    Asclepius looked at the wound in Luo En''s palm that had not yet healed and hesitated to speak.


    He obviously knew what the so-called divine wine was made of.


    The blood of deities is the source of divine power, and excessive loss is a significant burden on oneself.


    Having been saved by the man before him twice already, Asclepius, who usually didn''t care much about such debts of gratitude, still did not want to owe him too much.


    Of course, Luo En was not exactly a great benefactor; he did not have the noble quality of giving without expecting anything in return.


    However, Asclepius, who had just escaped death and was penniless except for his medical skills, really had nothing to offer at the moment.


    The payment for this hiring would have to come from someone else.


    Luo En stood up, brushing off the dust and grass from his clothes, and looked toward a city-state in the north with a subtle smile on his face.


    "Come on, let''s go to Thessaly."


    Asclepius was taken aback at these words, then he understood and scoffed while shaking his head.


    "To see him? No way!"


    "After all, he is your father. Your aunt dared not tell him about your situation before, now that the dust has settled, whether you''re dead or alive, he should know, right?"


    "And what difference does it make if he knows? Does he dare to seek revenge against His Majesty the King of Gods for me?"


    "Perhaps not!"


    Luo En smiled, giving Asclepius a meaningful look as he faced his skeptical expression.


    "Let''s make a bet. If he doesn''t have the courage, you win. I''ll beat him up for you, and from then on, I''ll stay out of your father-son issues. On the other hand, if he dares to seek revenge from Zeus for you, you lose..."


    A dutiful son seemed quite tempted: "Sounds good, and then?"


    "Forget about your so-called [Elixir of Immortality] and focus on creating the [elixir of immortality] for me. I''ll provide the materials!"


    The moment Luo En said this, Asclepius''s expression instantly became agitated, his gaze burning intensely.


    "Do you have a source for the [Golden Apple]?"


    "I didn''t before, but it seems like I might have a lead now."


    Luo En smiled meaningfully, and the image of Echidna, Mother of Serpents, flashed through his mind.


    If he remembered correctly, Ladon, the hundred-headed dragon guarding the [Golden Apple] in the Sacred Garden, was one of the infamous offspring of Typhon.


    With his connection to the Mother of Serpents, he might actually be able to sneak in and snatch a few Golden Apples, allowing Asclepius to help him concoct an advanced [Immortal] magic potion.


    A mere [Elixir of Immortality] was of limited effect for deities and came with a myriad of troubles; he naturally didn''t consider it seriously.


    In comparison, the [elixir of immortality], characteristic of a Chief God, was what truly interested him.


    Previously, the opportunity and materials were lacking; it was merely a fanciful dream.


    Now, with the entry ticket to the Sacred Garden at hand, obtaining the Golden Apples was not entirely impossible.


    And, with Asclepius now ostensibly obliterated from the public eye, the concern with the Elixir of Immortality was indirectly resolved. It was the perfect time to have this Medicine God stay focused in his little workshop, working for him, rather than wandering outside and causing more trouble.


    "It''s a deal!"


    By now, Asclepius was breathing heavily, eagerly accepting the bet without hesitation, his voice tinged with excitement.


    Golden Apples! Those were the Golden Apples containing the [nature of immortality]!


    This guy actually had a way to get them!


    If things went as he said, his long-dreamed research could advance further, and the possibility of deciphering and replicating the [immortality] exclusive to a Chief God might no longer be a fanciful dream.


    Thus, regardless of the outcome of the bet, he would not lose!


    At this moment, Asclepius was completely drawn into the stakes of the bet, eagerly urging onward; for the first time, he was extremely eager to meet his bothersome father.


    "Where is Thessaly? Let''s go! Let''s hurry up!"


    "Got it, got it. Once we get there, without my permission, you must not reveal yourself."


    Luo En helplessly responded while secretly curling up the corners of his lips.


    This father and son duo might gain something, but he definitely would not lose out.


    Moreover, a grand drama of fatherly and filial affection, whether you call it, certainly warranted the extra ticket price.


    Oh, wait.


    To be precise, there should be two performances...


    Luo En''s gaze, deep and distant, swept past Asclepius beside him, looking towards the Thessaly labor camp and the Great Temple of Olympus far away, his face bearing a smile that grew increasingly sinister as they progressed on their journey.


    ~~


    A few days later, in Thessaly.


    On the green grassland, an Olympus labor camp convict, herding cattle and sheep, received a visitor he hadn''t expected.


    "Is it you? What are you here for?"


    The moment Apollo saw Luo En appear, his face, weathered from years of hard labor, instantly contorted with uncontainable rage.


    "Get lost! Get out! Don''t appear in front of my eyes!"


    Seeing his brother-in-law''s reaction so charged, Luo En coughed dryly, attempting to ease the atmosphere.


    "Ahem, actually, I came here with no ill intentions, just to visit you, and also to convey thanks on behalf of the Goddess Mnemosyne, for your leniency towards the Nine Muses."


    Because of Artemis''s mediation, Apollo had not pursued the lesser deity''s betrayal, had agreed to the Nine Muses'' disloyal requests, and even wrote to Mnemosyne, making a promise of reconciliation.


    With that, the previous conflicts between them were completely turned over.


    It was for this reason that Mnemosyne dared to leave the Temple of Memory and brought the Nine Muses as guests to War God Mountain.


    However, after hearing Luo En''s voluntarily expressed "goodwill," Apollo''s face turned livid, marked by humiliation and sorrow.


    "Enough! I''ve already let them go to you, what more do you want? How long will you continue to humiliate me?"


    "Huh?"


    Looking at the God of Light in front of him, gnashing his teeth as if greatly wronged, Luo En was filled with question marks.


    Just as the atmosphere started to freeze, a burly figure galloped across the grassland on a warhorse, riding towards the slope in front of them, and called out to Apollo with a bright smile.


    "Do you have a guest? Just in time to let me entertain them."


    "Admetos, what are you doing here! Go back!"


    However, seeing his friend arrive, the God of Light acted as if facing a great enemy, blocking him and looking warily at Luo En.


    Watching the King of Thessaly retreat to a shaded area, Luo En spread his hands, looking very innocent.


    "I mean, during the Gigantes'' rebellion, I also lent a hand to the people of Thessaly. All I''m doing is saying a word, is that worth all this defense?"


    "Helping?"


    Apollo''s face darkened even more, and he asked through clenched teeth.


    "Are you referring to the time you had my sister send a poison snake on his wedding day to kill him?!"


    "Huh?"


    Luo En, hearing this utterly nonsensical accusation fall on him, looked bewildered.


    "What are you talking about?"


    "Still want to argue? Fine, let me help you remember!"


    As the God of Light took a deep breath, summarizing his previous ordeal in a few words, Luo En started to sweat slightly on his forehead.


    Not long ago, the King of Thessaly, Apollo''s close friend, forgot to sacrifice to the moon and Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt, during his wedding ceremony, which incited the Goddess''s wrath to send a snake to disrupt the bridal chamber, but Apollo arrived just in time to save him. He was later deemed doomed by the gods.


    Apollo found his sister and beseeched her, and thus his friend''s soul was retrieved.


    And the price was, reconciliation with the Nine Muses.


    At this moment, with a mix of old grievances and fresh wounds, Apollo looked at Luo En, his gaze filled with sorrow and resolution.


    "Say whatever else you want! Just don''t make it hard on my friends! And don''t threaten me using my sister!"


    Luo En:...

 Chapter 326 228 Apollo, you dont want to either… (3.8k)

    "Admetos, you go back first. I have private matters to discuss!"


    Seeing his friend stop him with a stern tone once more, the hospitable and enthusiastic King Thessaly''s expression stiffened, then he nodded lightly, maintaining a faint smile as usual.


    "Alright, you two chat first. I''ll go to the city and prepare some wine and dishes to entertain the guests."


    Saying so, he casually led a warhorse that was grazing under the shade of the trees, swiftly mounted it, and then, grabbing the reins, he galloped towards the distant Royal City of Thessaly.


    Luo En watched the other''s gesture of unconsciously gripping the bronze sword at his waist during the ride and couldn''t help but smile wryly.


    Was this preparing wine and dishes to entertain? It clearly seemed more like running back to call someone to chop him up, right?


    However, shortly after, he looked toward the figure riding like the wind, speeding back to call for reinforcements, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.


    Knowing the danger yet daring to stand up for a friend showed quite a bit of loyalty, a character trait rare in the Age of Greek Gods. It was no wonder someone as proud as Apollo held him in such high esteem, willing to lower himself for him.


    If he remembered correctly, it was also because of this "anthropomorphic" character trait that King Admetos of Thessaly, who later participated in the epic quests of the [Argonaut Expedition] and the [Calydonian Hunt], became one of the few Greek heroes who met a good end. Moreover, because of his deep friendship with the hero Hercules, he indirectly saved both his own life and that of his beloved wife.


    ��At the time, Apollo, having completed his service, regained his divine status. Using the Authority of the God of Prophecy, he foresaw the upcoming death of his friend Admetos. Hence, he proceeded to the Temple of Fate, making a great effort to persuade The Three Fates to extend his life; however, the condition was that someone else must willingly die in his place. His wife, Alcestis, volunteered to sacrifice herself, taking her husband''s place in death.


    ��While preparing the funeral for his beloved wife, Hercules happened to visit. Not wishing to neglect his friend, Admetos still opened his home and thoughtfully entertained the hero.


    ��Hercules initially knew nothing of this until he saw all the servants in the Royal Palace looking sad; after inquiring, he understood that his friend was entertaining him amidst grief.


    ��To repay this, Hercules took it upon himself to go to the Netherworld, fought with the God of Death, Thanatos, and ultimately brought Queen Alcestis back from the brink of death to her husband.


    This legend became the subject of many ancient Western literary and artistic works. Luo En remembered seeing quite a few related prints, reliefs, scripts, and oil paintings.


    Meanwhile, after ensuring his friend''s safe departure, Apollo on the grass visibly heaved a sigh of relief and coldly faced the unwelcome visitor to inquire,


    "Alright, he''s gone. What are your conditions for letting him go?"


    Looking at his disdainful and resentful brother-in-law, Luo En really wanted to say something at that moment.


    ��Apollo, you wouldn''t want Admetos to have an accident, right?


    It was evident that the God of Light should be willing to ensure the safety of his good friend.


    Previously, Artemis seemed to have noticed this and keenly understood her brother''s character, choosing an unworthy pretext to use Admetos to manipulate her overly proud brother, forcing him to agree to maintain superficial harmony with the Nine Muses, refraining from extremes, and not causing a disastrous fight between his lovers and the antagonistic Nine Muses.


    As the Goddess of the Hunt had expected, even if Apollo was extremely reluctant, he still conceded, even voluntarily writing to the Goddess of Memory, his mother among the Muses, to mend his relationships.


    After clarifying the whole situation, Luo En also considered the reason why Artemis didn''t immediately inform Apollo about the Medicine God''s death.


    Artemis had just reprimanded her brother Apollo for his manner toward her lover, still using her status as an elder sister to press Apollo to bow his head.


    Even though the Goddess of the Hunt considered the bigger picture and her brother''s well-being, it was an undeniable fact that she had damaged Apollo''s face and pride, and she somewhat felt a debt in her heart.


    Now that her great-nephew Asclepius, whom she was entrusted with, met with misfortune under her supervision, Artemis had no face to meet Apollo, who was serving his sentence, nor dared to use this bad news to agitate her brother, lest the relationship between the siblings truly became irreparable.


    Tsk, tsk, coming here not only meant carrying the blame for her little Moon at home but also helped mend her relationship with her brother, which seemed a bit of a loss for her.


    ��So, Lady Artemis, what do you plan to do to compensate me?


    As fanciful scenarios briefly passed through his mind, Luo En instantly became serious, his face showing a trace of sorrow as he slowly spoke to his brother-in-law.


    "Actually, I came here not with any other intention but to bring unfortunate news."


    "What tricks are you trying to play now? Don''t think that having my sister..."


    "Asclepius is dead."


    "!"


    The sudden news shocked Apollo, leaving him utterly astonished.


    "What did you say?!"


    "Your son Asclepius, he''s dead," Luo En answered gravely, then sighed deeply and added somberly, "He was killed by Lord Zeus himself during your detention..."


    Thereafter, Luo En outlined how Asclepius had developed the Elixir of Immortality and was consequently struck down by the Divine King Zeus with a Thunderbolt.


    "Zeus!!!"


    Apollo''s chilling voice emerged word by word through his clenched teeth, his handsome face gradually distorting with uncontrollable rage.

 Chapter 327 228 Apollo, you dont want to either… (3.8k)_2

    After that, he threw down the shepherd''s whip in his hand and buried his head as he rushed out of the meadow.


    "Stop!"


    Luo En rushed forward, grabbed the furious Apollo, and blocked his mouth that wanted to curse.


    "I risked coming here to tell you all this because I thought you, as the father of Asclepius and the brother of Artemis, had the right to know the answer. It''s not so you can rashly seek your own death!"


    Due to his own stubborn nature, Apollo struggled fiercely, unable to contain his anger.


    "Get out of the way!"


    "No!"


    Luo En firmly held his brother-in-law in place and warned with a cold huff.


    "I don''t care about your life or death, but if you, during your punishment, remain unrepentant and thus offend His Majesty the King of Gods, what will you do about your mother, your sister?"


    "..."


    Hearing "sister" and "mother," the enraged Apollo finally regained his senses, the color drained from his eyes, and his body gradually stopped struggling.


    However, his face had already lost its former spirit, like a noble son who had fallen from the clouds to become a mere street vagabond, bullied by everyone, despondently squatting on the ground and muttering sadly.


    "It''s me, I dragged him into this..."


    Luo En bent down and sat beside him, patting Apollo''s shoulder with a sympathetic face, saying nothing.


    However, his heart was rejoicing.


    That''s right, that''s right, keep thinking that way!


    Zeus was just giving you a warning through the death of Asclepius.


    After all, this event just happened as you are about to be released from punishment.


    While a certain scheming brother-in-law was continuously fueling his brother-in-law''s fire, a breeze picked up around them, causing the grass and leaves nearby to rustle.


    Tsk, I was only playing around a bit, and here you are, unable to sit still, still claiming you don''t care...


    Upon hearing that predetermined frequency, Luo En mockingly thought, then changed his expression to a more tactful one.


    "Actually, you don''t have to be too sad about Asclepius''s affair; nor should you harbor thoughts of revenge against His Majesty the King of Gods..."


    "What do you mean!"


    Apollo, hearing this, could not contain his anger. Any trace of calm that had begun to form towards Luo En instantly vanished.


    "It''s my son who died, not yours. You''re telling me to be magnanimous?"


    "Shut up!"


    However, Luo En, who was always perceived as gentle and humble, now coldly huffed, interrupting the helpless rage of the God of Light.


    "Your son is still alive..."


    Those barely audible whispers came to Apollo''s ears, causing his breath to catch and his face''s craziness to recede like a tide, his hands tightly grasping the arms of the man before him.


    "You''re not lying to me?"


    "Do you want everyone to know about this?"


    With that irritated retort, Apollo quickly let go, only being able to stare intently at Luo En, not daring to make any further moves, like a tamed large dog.


    Seeing this fitting reaction from the God of Light, Luo En nodded with satisfaction in his heart, then carefully surveyed the surroundings, executing a defensive barrier, amplifying the dangerous and tense atmosphere, and only then cautiously took out the Holy Grail from the Magic Array, gently shaking it in front of Apollo.


    The sweet wine automatically filled the cup, presenting itself before Apollo like a purple-red mirror.


    And in the depth of that beautiful ripple, Apollo suddenly saw a familiar phantom, quietly curled up and asleep.


    "Asclepius!"


    It seemed to be a resonance between bloodlines, the answer cried out involuntarily from the mouth of the God of Light upon seeing that figure for the first time.


    Facing the surprise of regaining what was lost, Apollo was excited beyond self-control.


    "Yes, this is the soul of Asclepius. I managed to preserve him under Zeus''s Thunderbolt."


    Luo En nodded, adding somewhat truthfully and deceitfully.


    "Though he narrowly escaped with his life, his soul was severely damaged and needs to be properly nurtured and repaired in my Divine Artifact, so that there might be a day of recovery in the future."


    "Being alive is good, being alive is good..."


    Apollo murmured, relieved as if a heavy burden was lifted, his previously dejected face gradually lightened.


    As long as he was alive, there was a chance to make amends.


    Everything else was unimportant.


    Watching Apollo''s complexion gradually improving, Luo En''s gaze flickered, he reminded in a low voice.


    "He is already dead by the hand of His Majesty the King of Gods. If someone discovers that he is still alive, you should know the consequences..."


    "Understood!"


    Upon hearing this, Apollo''s heart chilled, and he nodded repeatedly.


    However, at the same time, doubts inevitably arose in his mind, needing answers from the other party.


    "How would you know about Asclepius..."


    "It was your sister..."


    Luo En glanced at Apollo, his eyes deep with meaning.


    "Ever since you killed Pan and caused great trouble, getting exiled by His Majesty the King of Gods to Thessaly afterwards, Artemis has been worried about your stubborn temperament, expecting you''d run into major trouble soon!"


    So, she specifically commissioned me and the Nine Muses to visit you, to prevent you from bringing calamity upon yourself. Unexpectedly, not only did you take it ungraciously, you continued as you were, transferring the resentment of being punished by His Majesty Zeus and attacked by the Gigantes onto others, causing the Nine Muses to leave angrily, unwilling to serve as your Lesser Deities anymore;


    Thus, as your sister, Artemis had no choice but to clean up your mess. She first negotiated through me and the Goddess of Memory to stabilize the Nine Muses, minimizing the impact of this incident. Then she rushed to Thessaly.


    ��She knew your temperament, you would never bow your head easily even if you knew you were wrong. Therefore, she spared no effort to play the villain, using the death of the King of Thessaly to force you to agree, hoping to temper your arrogance and character, to prevent you from making bigger mistakes during your downfall.


    But after all the calculations, you still showed no signs of repentance, bringing trouble that continually involved Asclepius..."


    At this point, Luo En changed his tone, speaking with a bit of relief.


    "It''s also fortunate that Artemis was considerate, fearing that your temperament would sooner or later lead to major errors, so she had me look out for Asclepius more during your time of service. Otherwise today, you really would only be lighting incense and piling up a burial mound for your beloved son."


    After hearing this third-party recount from Luo En, Apollo''s handsome cheeks gradually turned red with shame, even beginning to feel quite disgraced.


    To aid and educate her younger brother, sister Artemis truly suffered greatly.


    And yet, he repeatedly put her in difficult positions.


    Even harboring grievances against her due to his good friend Admetos''s affair.


    I am such a jerk!


    Seeing the proud young brother-in-law fiercely slapping his own face in guilt, Luo En knew that the good character card he had sent on behalf of Artemis was now unshakeable, the minor rift between siblings completely healed, their affection now stronger than before.

 Chapter 328 229 Zeus: Slander! They slander me! (2.6k)

    Of course, the reason why the whitewashing went so smoothly was all due to Apollo''s inherent full trust in his own sister.


    And all Luo En had to do was give a little artistic touch to the things Artemis had done, label them with "well-intentioned," and Apollo would naturally assume.


    ����My sister must have her profound reasons for doing this!


    ����Even if she uses my friend to threaten me, it''s for my own good!


    ����All the fault lies with me!


    On the other hand, if Luo En himself were the main target to be whitewashed, trying to convince Apollo, that stubborn mule, would probably be harder than ascending to heaven.


    After all, this little brother-in-law was highly vigilant and hostile towards him, and any praise about him was likely to be taken with a grain of doubt and pondered over many times.


    Therefore, a straightforward attempt to curry favor was doomed to fail.


    Once a "noble and just" image was established for Artemis, Luo En, as the executor, would also be indirectly whitewashed, no matter his actions or motives.


    "Listen, although I managed to save Asclepius by chance, this matter is no trivial issue, and the fewer people involved, the better, especially your sister. I do not want her to get involved as well. So I will take full responsibility for the safety of Asclepius from now on!"


    "Hmm..."


    Apollo nodded slightly, then looked at the face he used to loathe and reject. After hesitating for a long time, he finally clenched his teeth and murmured,


    "Thank, thank you..."


    Having said that, the God of Light seemed to have broken through some shackle in his heart, and his gloomy mood suddenly lifted a great deal. The figure before him, which he once found so detestable, now seemed much more pleasant to look at.


    Being so kind to his sister, willing to take risks repeatedly for a word from her, even daring to defy Zeus''s command��how bad could such a person be?


    ����In the past, it was mostly likely a misunderstanding on my part.


    At this moment, Luo En still wore an indifferent expression in response to Apollo''s expression of gratitude.


    "It''s not for you; it''s for Lady Artemis. She has helped me a lot. And that kid, Asclepius, is to my liking as well."


    "Yes, I know, one thing at a time."


    Apollo nodded slightly, his face betraying nothing, but his gaze towards Luo En across from him became gentler.


    Upon closer inspection, this guy seemed a straightforward and upright person, perhaps not so distasteful after all...


    Unconsciously, Apollo''s opinion of someone was gradually changing.


    "Alright, that''s enough talk. Stay here and serve your sentence, and don''t do anything rash before your labor in Thessaly is over."


    Luo En said as he got up from the ground, preparing to leave.


    However, before he had taken a few steps, he felt a wave of dizziness and nearly collapsed.


    Apollo instinctively reached out his hand, grabbing Luo En''s arm, steadying the man who had been his adversary once upon a time.


    But as soon as their bodies made contact, the God of Light''s complexion changed slightly.


    "Your body..."


    "It''s nothing. Trying to snatch someone from His Majesty the King of Gods comes at a price."


    Luo En replied nonchalantly, and then gently pushed Apollo''s hand aside.


    At this moment, the God of Light looked at the figure before him who he once hated so much, with an even more complex gaze.


    His divinity was rapidly declining, his divine blood nearing depletion, and the vitality within his body flickered like a candleflame in the wind.


    Clearly, he had paid a steep price to rescue Asclepius''s spirit from Zeus''s grasp.


    After all, this was a feat even he himself was not confident of achieving in his prime, and for a lesser deity like him to succeed, the losses would certainly be substantial.


    "What? Worried I won''t be able to protect Asclepius?"


    Luo En glanced at Apollo, whose expression was changing, and earnestly promised,


    "Rest assured, as long as I am not dead, I will definitely fulfill what I promised to Artemis!"


    With that, he began walking again, his steps unsteady, towards the distant mountain path.


    There was no helping it, first reviving Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, in the Arima Cave, then rushing to the scene of the incident, providing a large amount of divine blood and divinity to flesh out Asclepius''s spirit...


    Two consecutive resurrection ceremonies, each as thorny as the other. Even with his Crown''s rejuvenating authority, he was practically drained dry; holding up until Thessaly without collapsing was already a feat of incredible endurance.


    Of course, high risk for high reward.


    "Wait!"


    Hearing the call from behind, Luo En slightly curled the corners of his lips.


    There, the payer had arrived.


    At this moment, seeing Luo En turn around, Apollo clenched his teeth and took out a bronze emblem from his bosom, tossing it over.


    "Take this!"


    As Luo En caught the heavy object, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.


    "What is this?"


    "Something that could save your life!"


    Apollo turned away and answered with a cold, hard voice.


    Luo En lowered his gaze to the bronze emblem portraying the spirited horses pulling the Bronze Chariot and the Sun hanging above the chariot, feeling the scorching heat radiating from it, and he immediately understood.


    ��The Sun God Helios''s Sun Chariot!


    ��Because Helios''s son Phaethon had failed in his duties, this authority over the Sun had been stripped from him and transferred to Apollo, the God of Light.


    However, Apollo hadn''t fully assimilated this power before he was punished and sent to Thessaly to serve because of the death of Pan.


    Afterward, Artemis took over the Temple of Light, temporarily maintaining the basic operation of Apollo''s divine authority, and the Sun Chariot ended up in the hands of the Goddess of the Hunt.


    The fact that this item returned to Apollo''s hands, Luo En guessed, was probably because after the Gigantes rose up in rebellion, Artemis, worried about Apollo who had just had a fallout with the Nine Muses, brought the Sun Chariot back to its rightful owner while coming to Thessaly to discipline her brother, as a precaution.


    Luo En shook his head, righteously refusing.


    "This is yours, I can''t take it!"


    "From now on, it''s yours," Apollo retorted with a cold snort, seriously adding, "You have risked yourself to save Asclepius, I won''t let you be troubled by that, and I don''t want to owe you any more favors."


    Then, the God of Light calmly explained, "The Sun, aside from its destructive power, also has the characteristic of shining over the earth, able to promote the emergence of vitality in all things. Absorbing this divine power might compensate for the loss of your divinity and vitality, helping you to recover more quickly."


    Luo En timely expressed a trace of concern, "What about you then?"


    "This item''s properties overlap with those of Light, I don''t need it for now. Besides, my servitude in Thessaly is almost over, who would dare touch me? It hasn''t come to the point where I need a lesser deity worrying about me!"


    With that said, Apollo waved his hand impatiently.


    "Take it if I tell you to, from now on, we are even!"


    Seeing that resolute and proud figure, Luo En had no choice but to nod, acknowledging this "fair and just" transaction, and he once again made a solemn promise.


    "Don''t worry, I will absolutely protect Asclepius!"


    "Aren''t you leaving yet? The reinforcements from King Admetos are about to arrive!"


    Apollo, seeing Luo En still standing there, couldn''t help but raise his eyebrow and snort coldly, pointing at the dust clouds rising in the distance.


    To prevent the misunderstanding from escalating, Luo En had to turn and walk towards the mountain path.


    And just as his figure was about to disappear into the thick shadows of the forest, he seemed to remember something, stopped in his tracks, turned around, and earnestly looked at Apollo standing still.


    "One last thing, I need to make clear to you, that rebellion of the Gigantes had nothing to do with me."


    "Uh-huh, I know..."


    Apollo nodded, his tone flat, quietly watching Luo En''s figure vanish into the dense woods.


    At that time, with the sound of thundering hoofbeats, King Admetos of Thessaly arrived at the scene leading his Divine Blood Guard, his aura teeming with a menacing killing intent.


    "Where did that guy go? Where is he?"


    "I''m fine, that one isn''t an enemy, we just had some misunderstandings, that''s all," Apollo said, slightly raising his hand to calm his friend who was ready to pursue.


    Realizing it was a false alarm, King Admetos breathed a sigh of relief, "That''s good. Come, let''s return to the city. I don''t want to think about these unhappy things today; let''s get drunk."


    Apollo nodded, and then his eyes flickered listlessly as he spoke.


    "By the way, it''s been quite a while since I''ve seen my uncle. Can we invite him along as well?"


    "Of course, my friend!"


    The hospitable King of Thessaly waved his hand grandly and several Divine Blood Guards stepped forward, carrying the command to invite the middle-aged slave fishing by the sea, known as "Neptune."


    As Apollo watched the messengers disappear from view, he lowered his head; a deep shadow of gloom and fierceness emerged in his eyes.


    If his father could be so heartless, then don''t blame a son for showing filial respect in his own way!

 Chapter 329 230: Luo En, You Have Today Too! (3k)

    Meanwhile, in the dense forests of the distant mountains of Thessaly.


    Two figures stood behind the lush bushes, watching the large troops depart down the hillside, and then subsequently emerged from the thick shade.


    "It seems I have won," Asclepius said calmly, his eyes flickering with a complex emotion that was hard to ascertain as either disappointment or satisfaction.


    "Hey, if it wasn''t for you constantly signaling, making me reveal the truth that you are still alive, he might be on his way to clash with your grandfather by fire by now. Isn''t the result clear enough?" Luo En rolled his eyes and retorted with a light snort, "I should be the one who won this round!"


    "The result was him going to a banquet, not seeking revenge," Asclepius reiterated emotionlessly, stubbornly denying the paternal love Apollo had shown before.


    Indeed, he very much wanted to obtain the "Golden Apple" and advance the research concerning the "elixir of immortality."


    But he did not wish to let go of his grievances and face or accept that person.


    "A banquet? Perhaps," Luo En laughed, reminding him meaningfully, "What we see isn''t necessarily the truth. Don''t be so quick to conclude; the outcome of our competition remains unknown..."


    Asclepius slightly furrowed his brow, his gaze towards the Royal City of Thessaly became more worried, clearly understanding the implied meaning.


    "Enough about that," Luo En stretched out languidly and proposed with a smile, "Since neither of us can convince the other, why not postpone the bet and observe the changes to decide the winner later?"


    "That sounds good..." Asclepius nodded, choosing not to dwell further on this issue. He turned to Luo En and changed the subject, "So, where do we go next?"


    "Let''s make a trip to Arcadia first; I have some personal matters to discuss with Lady Artemis," Luo En paused, then pulled out the Holy Grail and glanced at Asclepius, "For safety, you better come inside."


    "Maintain spiritualization again?" Asclepius frowned slightly, somewhat unwillingly.


    "No way around it, it''s too crowded out here. If someone recognizes you, I can''t possibly silence them all, right? And maintaining your embodied form is also draining for me. If we encounter any troublesome figures on the road, it might end up costing both our lives..." Luo En spoke earnestly, sincerely explaining the pros and cons to his companion.


    Asclepius looked exasperated and dryly remarked, "Both our lives usually describes a pregnant woman and her baby."


    "Haha, close enough," Luo En laughed off, then lifted the Holy Grail again, signaling to Asclepius.


    In the end, Asclepius had no choice but to consider the "greater good" mentioned by someone. He relinquished his embodied form, turned into a stream of light, and dove into the Holy Grail to begin hibernation, reducing the impact and exhaustion on Luo En.


    Seeing his great-nephew so understanding and considerate, Luo En''s eyes showed approval, and then he swiftly threw the Holy Grail into the Magic Circle Diagram, providing Asclepius a completely tranquil resting space.


    ��The less a child knows about the affairs of adults, the better.


    ~~


    Several days later, at the borders of Arcadia.


    The mountain range rolled up and down; vibrant, lush trees brimmed with life. Luo En, returning from Thessaly, walked through this holy land blessed and protected by the Goddess of the Hunt. He stepped on the thick fallen leaves scattered on the forest floor, advancing leisurely deeper into the woods.


    However, he hadn''t gotten far when he stopped, amusedly looking ahead at a slightly bulging pile of dead leaves.


    He casually snapped off a tree branch, pushed aside the leaves covering it, revealing a metallic device composed of two serrated bronze rings.


    A bear trap? Well, isn''t that placed a bit too obviously?


    Luo En raised an eyebrow, then bypassed the trap and continued walking a distance forward.


    Soon enough, he found three more bear traps, two pits, three nets, and five magical spells engraved on trees and the ground around him.


    Too crude, far too crude...


    Luo En critically scanned these blatantly obvious traps, shaking his head in disapproval.


    If you want to be a qualified hunter, this isn''t nearly enough.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, and with a flick of the branch in his hand, he precisely hit the mechanism of the bear trap.


    "Click!"


    As the trap was triggered, a crisp metallic sound echoed outwards, spreading deep into the forest.


    At the same time, in front of a clear stream, a huntress who was sitting on a rock and sharpening arrowheads, felt her cat-like ears twitch slightly. She abruptly stood up, her green eyes flickering with excitement.


    Caught something!


    Shortly after, the huntress stuffed the freshly sharpened and assembled bronze arrows into her quiver, picked up the bronze bow beside her, and dashed towards the area where she had set the traps as a swift emerald blur.


    Her agile figure moved through the rugged mountain terrain as if on flat ground, resembling a swift and fierce lioness elegantly patrolling her hunting ground.


    The nearby magical pigs, goats, and wild buffalo sensed her presence and shivered in their nests.


    Fortunately, the huntress didn''t linger, and within moments, she arrived at the trap-setting area.


    Wait, no sound? Something''s not right!


    The eerily quiet forest ahead immediately raised the alert huntress''s suspicion. She instantly stopped at the edge of the trap area, cautiously waiting for the right moment.


    At this moment, Luo En, hidden in the tree shadows, nodded subtly.


    Well, even though the trap-setting was rough, her vigilance wasn''t bad, barely passable.


    After making a brief evaluation, a subtle smile appeared on Luo En''s face.


    Then, the second test begins!


    "Snap~"


    A crisp crack from the snapping of branches echoed through the dense forest, alerting the lurking huntress. She quickly drew her bow and shot an arrow towards the direction of the sound.


    The darting arrow whistling through the air was accompanied by a muffled groan.


    "Shasha~~"


    The rustling of branches and leaves in the forest seemed to fade into the distance.


    Thinking of running? In the Arcadia Forest, not many can outpace me!


    Seeing this, the huntress scoffed and, without a second thought, dashed out from the shadows to pursue her wounded prey.


    The green figure swiftly closed the distance with excellent speed and soon caught up to the target.


    Yet, as she looked around, there was no one in sight.


    The huntress carefully surveyed her surroundings, her gaze scanning over subtle scuff marks on the branches along the path, then she looked down at the stones on the dry leaves at her feet and suddenly realized, her mind shocked in an instant.


    It''s a trap!


    However, the huntress did not resign to her fate. Instead, she quickly deduced the general location of the hiding assailant by analyzing the stones and branches.


    ��Behind, southeast, 300-400 meters region!


    Under the control of wild instinct, the huntress instinctively twisted around, grabbing two bronze arrows inscribed with runes from her quiver and quickly shot them into the sky.


    "Buzz buzz!"


    The inscriptions on the tips of the two arrows glowed as they ascended, instantly forming a magic circle diagram in the shape of a full moon above.


    As the two arrows pierced through the fully-formed magic circle diagram with a piercing howl, the surrounding air''s Aether Factor was immediately drawn together, forming a visible magic tide.


    Streams of silver-white light arrows emerged from the magic circle diagram, then fell like torrential rain, covering the southeast area 300-400 meters away.


    This was Rapid Shot of Silver!


    A unique skill taught to her by her mentor and the Goddess Artemis, best suited for locating hiders.


    The dense barrage of light arrows sliced through branches, permeated tree trunks, and stirred up clouds of dust.


    While the huntress Atalanta remained cautiously vigilant, a deep voice came from ahead.


    "Too slow, your enemy is capable of moving..."


    Before the voice faded, a sudden change in air pressure struck directly at the back of Atalanta''s head.


    "Pop!"


    Following a dull, explosive sound, Atalanta, clutching her buzzing head, beat an embarrassed retreat.


    The figure, shrouded in mist, looked ahead, mocking derisively.


    "Is this all a follower of the Moon Goddess can do? If I had been holding a sword, you would have already been dead."


    "Your ambush doesn''t count!"


    Atalanta contested indignantly. Annoyed, she drew her bow to battle again without hesitation.


    The arrow, swift as a shooting star, shot forward, emitting a sharp tearing sound.


    Luo En, with his face concealed, raised his hand and drew a dry branch from the ground into his palm, then casually executed chops and slashes, effortlessly deflecting the fierce incoming arrows.


    So strong!


    Seeing how easily he intercepted her flurry of arrows, Atalanta felt a chill in her heart. She immediately grabbed three arrows from her quiver and scattered them forward with a special technique.


    Chain Arrows? Merely with this little trick you hope to defeat me? That''s far from enough!


    Luo En sneered, his branch weaving through the air as he consecutively split the three lined-up arrows, just about to advance forward when the cold silver light flickering at the arrow tails slightly constricted his pupils.


    Is there more?


    Not three in a row, but three with one?


    The three arrows aligned in a line, only a twang of the bowstring heard as the visuals hid from each other.


    The first drops, the next strikes, each arrow stronger than the last, with the second and third also cloaked with illusionary magic to conceal the truly lethal fourth arrow.


    There was no overwhelming divine power on the arrow, merely experience and skill honed from wrist strength.


    It seems Artemis trained you well, little Tameow.


    As his thoughts raced, the fourth arrow neared and Luo En, unable to swipe it away with the branch, swiftly raised his free left hand and firmly caught the deadly projectile aimed at his face.


    The sharp point was mere inches from his forehead, but a miss is as good as a mile.


    Just as Luo En was about to toss aside the arrow, thinking of achieving an easy victory and ready to drop his disguise and scold a few words, he noticed the Burst Rune twinkling on the arrow shaft, and the smile on his face instantly froze.


    "Boom!"


    The surrounding Aether erupted instantly, creating dazzling sparks and dense smoke billowing everywhere, the severe shockwave causing the nearby branches to crack continuously.

 Chapter 330 231: Stick out the butt, spank the butt (3.2k, asking for votes)

    At that moment, the archer on the clearing looked at the billowing smoke from the explosion and let out a sigh of relief.


    The rapid shot technique taught by the Goddess and the little tricks her teacher had taught her years ago��she had used them all and managed to catch the opponent off guard.


    Although this guy was tricky, he was ultimately dealt with...


    "Snap!"


    A crisp sound came from behind, and the huntress first felt numb, then a burning pain spread from her buttocks.


    "What are you daydreaming about? You think I''m that easy to deal with?"


    Along with a low, cold snort, the figure who had appeared behind Atalanta tapped the half-stick in hand and whipped the huntress'' buttocks again.


    "Snap snap!"


    Another wave of searing pain struck, and Atalanta recovered from her shock, her proud heart instantly filled with a strong sense of humiliation.


    "You bastard!"


    With an angry shout, the huntress whipped her arm backward, swinging the sturdy back of her bow toward the enemy''s throat.


    "Short against long, stupid!"


    In a disdainful tone, the half-stick, like a viper''s tongue, struck Atalanta''s wrist, bringing an unbearable sour numbness and causing the longbow to fall from the huntress''s grasp toward the ground.


    Seeing her weapon slipping from her hands, Atalanta instinctively bent to try to reclaim the longbow.


    "So obvious you''re going for it, you think I''m blind?!"


    In the annoyed cold snort, the stick swept across, and the tip agitated with magic power instantly sent the falling longbow flying, cutting off Atalanta''s hope of retrieving her weapon.


    Run!


    Realizing she was no match for the formidable enemy before her, the huntress reluctantly swallowed her pride, leapt backward into the dense forest, turned around, and, using the uneven tree branches, leaped through the woods like a sprite, trying to escape back to the Temple of Artemis at the heart of the mountains to regroup.


    A momentary gain or loss doesn''t determine the final outcome; as long as she could distance herself and regroup, the outcome was still uncertain.


    And in Arcadia, she was very confident in her speed.


    "Thinking of running? Too late!"


    The haunting cold snort came again, and Atalanta saw a blur before the figure she had left standing in place caught up with her.


    Next, a certain demon wielding a half-stick furiously whipped her buttocks.


    Atalanta dodged left and right in humiliation, trying everything she could to get away.


    But the uninvited guest clung to her back like a tenacious plague, relentlessly whipping her buttocks, aiming specifically for the fleshier parts.


    For a moment, the crisp sounds rang through the forest like frying beans, mixed with a hint of a gleeful tune.


    "Snap snap!"


    "Damn it, stop it!"


    "Snap snap snap!"


    "A warrior can be killed, but not insulted! Grunt, come at me!"


    "Snap snap snap snap!"


    "Demon, I''ll fight you to the death!"


    In the end, having been whipped all the way, Atalanta could no longer endure it and, like a cornered lioness, surged with divine power, turned around to counterattack, ready to perish together with the one who had brought her such great shame.


    As everyone knows, felines can''t resist teasing.


    Get them angry, and no matter who''s on the other side or whether they can win, they''ll adopt a stance ready to fight to the death.


    "Snap~"


    However, as a numbing blow hit her forehead, Atalanta''s fierce eyes instantly cleared, and she stared in amazement at the figure who had cleared the mist.


    "Teacher?"


    Luo En nodded, then sternly started lecturing.


    "So long to recognize me, observational skills not up to standard!"


    "Is this an assessment? Why do I feel like you''re just here to beat me up?"


    Atalanta touched her swollen buttocks, grimacing and sucking in a breath of cold air, suspicion thick in her eyes.


    Luo En glanced at Atalanta, asking nonchalantly.


    "Would a real enemy pull their punches against you?"


    "No," Atalanta shook her head.


    "Would someone who wants to kill you point out your weaknesses?"


    "No..." Atalanta shook her head again.


    "Would someone unfamiliar use this way to teach you a lesson?"


    "They probably... wouldn''t?" Atalanta thought for a moment, shook her head again, and her initially clear eyes gradually became lost.


    "So, think about it and you''ll know, even if I hadn''t revealed myself, I''m definitely familiar with you!" Luo En said irritatedly as he revealed the answer, continuing with a cold snort to chide her, "To think you sparred with me for so long without realizing it, and even in the end, you wanted to go out together with me!"


    Seeing her teacher''s deeply disappointed expression, Atalanta felt deeply ashamed of her impulsive behavior and poor performance on the battlefield.


    "Hmm, so many doubts and yet I failed to notice immediately, squandering your good intentions, teacher."


    "Let''s forget it, you''re still young, lacking such experience is normal."


    Luo En waved his hand magnanimously, then glanced behind Atalanta at something, slowed his tone, and asked with concern.


    "How is it? Is your buttocks still sore?"


    "It''s not sore!"


    The spirited Atalanta, upon hearing the question, instinctively straightened her posture.


    Then, due to the movement of the muscles in her buttocks, the burning pain returned, causing the sensitive feline to tremble involuntarily, biting her lip and groaning softly.


    Luo En saw this and, without a word, stretched out his hand and pulled his beloved disciple to his side.


    "Alright, stop pretending to be tough. Come here and let me take a look."


    As he spoke, he slightly lifted his right hand and activated the life and healing authority of his seventh incarnation, "Crown." Glowing green dots sprinkled onto Atalanta''s swollen bottom, a sensation of coolness and healing flowed through, quickly reducing the swelling and dissipating the bruise.


    The painful expression on Atalanta''s face gradually gave way to comfort.


    The pleasant feeling brought by the healing and the security of having her teacher by her side made her subconsciously let down her guard and close her eyes to enjoy this wonderful experience.


    Meanwhile, the tail of the feline creature behind her swayed gently, influenced by her own joyful emotions.


    Watching the fluffy thing swing back and forth before his eyes, Luo En couldn''t help but feel envious and tempted.


    That fur, that softness, it must feel amazing to touch, right?


    Damn, I really want to try it...


    However, after a moment of internal grumbling, Luo En eventually resisted the urge, snuffed out the inappropriate thought, and made a more anthropomorphic decision.


    "Alright!"


    After dispersing the last bit of bruising, Luo En patted Atalanta on the shoulder, waking up his seemingly content apprentice, putting on a stern face, and announced seriously.


    "Now let''s talk about your problems. First off, your trap setup was too crude, and your methods are too monotonous. They are all independent, without good interaction. Any opponent with a bit of intelligence could easily dodge them. You need to improve this."


    "Mhm!"


    Atalanta nodded her head, earnestly remembering her teacher''s instructions.


    Actual combat had proven that although her teacher''s techniques and tricks might not always be fair and square, they were indeed practical��as evidenced by the unexpected arrow that was one of her few triumphs in the entire battle.


    "What about my archery skills?"


    "Ahem, so-so..."


    Hearing Atalanta bring up the one topic he hoped to avoid, Luo En coughed awkwardly, giving a non-committal evaluation before quickly changing the subject.


    "Finally, you also need to work on your insight, tactics, and battle experience. They are too immature. Against ordinary demigods, you might be fine, but if you faced a real expert, you''d have died seventeen or eighteen times over in the situation just now!"


    "Uh-huh..."


    Atalanta had no rebuttal, recognizing that her teacher had maintained the level of a demigod during their sparring session.


    In the end, Luo En summarized.


    "Congratulations, for this assessment��you get 10 points!"


    "?"


    "Out of 100! What were you thinking?"


    "Oh..."


    Atalanta, feeling dejected, drooped her head, her pride from recently dominating the Arcadian Mountains crushed.


    Seeing his disciple''s downcast cat ears, Luo En suddenly felt a pang of compassion and cleared his throat, offering a sweetener.


    "Your archery and abilities are good; you just lack some real combat experience. When we have time, I''ll take you into town for a visit, to spar with peers your age. I guarantee it''ll greatly improve your skills."


    "Really?"


    Upon hearing these words, the previously disheartened Atalanta perked up instantly.


    Even though the Arcadian Mountains were beautiful, allowing her to hunt and gallop to her heart''s content, staying here all her life eventually got tiring.


    The opportunity to go into town was a significant temptation for the fickle-hearted Atalanta.


    "When do we leave?"


    "Don''t rush; we''ll have to wait until I report back to the Goddess of the Hunt and formally take my leave."


    Seeing Atalanta so excited, Luo En laughingly spoke to calm her.


    "Alright, you go get ready. I have some personal matters to take care of."


    Atalanta nodded and swiftly ran off, bouncing away and quickly disappearing into the dense forest shade.


    As Luo En watched his student run off, he turned his head to look at the bushes to his side.


    With a rustling sound, the Goddess of the Hunt, clothed in a gauzy tunic and with her skin and hair exuding a moist sheen, stepped out of the shadows and gazed meaningfully at her lover.


    After a moment, Luo En, feeling somewhat hairy under her gaze, cleared his throat and asked.


    "When did you get here? What a coincidence?"


    "Right when you started spanking Atalanta..." Artemis said with a smirk, glancing at the broken stick in someone''s hands, "Looks like it has a nice feel?"


    "Ahaha, just a bit of corrective education, I''m only fulfilling my duty as a teacher!"


    With a forced laugh, Luo En hastily threw away the incriminating tool, put on a grave face, and diverted the conversation.


    "I''ve heard about Apollo and Asclepius..."


    Listened intently as her lover recounted his journey, Artemis''s face showed both distress and affection.


    She was moved because of a promise she''d made; he had braved near-certain death to enter the Netherworld to shield Asclepius from guilt, faced arduous challenges to emerge safely, hurried to the scene to protect the soul of the young man in question...


    Not to mention, thereafter he ran all the way to Thessaly to talk sense into her foolish brother.


    In an effort to alleviate the tension between her and Apollo and to prevent her brother from making rash decisions, Luo En even attributed all the credit to her.


    The Goddess of the Hunt looked at her weary little lover, her eyes brimming with intense love and passion.


    "Luo En..."


    Hearing the tenderly repeated murmurs, Luo En understood immediately, stepped forward to scoop up Artemis, and rushed deeper into the woods.


    "Hold on a moment..."


    With a gentle shout, Artemis reclining on her lover''s arms extended her finger to motion at the air, beckoning the broken stick from the ground into her hand.


    "Bring this along!"


    The Goddess licked her dry lips, her undeniable gaze filled with a fierce desire to win and an impulse to challenge taboos.

 Chapter 331 232: Today, The Defeat of Artemis

    Seven days later, the great gates of the Temple of Artemis slowly opened, and Luo En, responsible for "reporting on duty," stepped over the dim hall and stood on the outer steps, lazily stretching his limbs and basking in the long-missed sunlight.


    "Bang!"


    As someone stepped across the threshold, the temple''s doors slammed shut and several defensive charms also lit up behind them, as if the people inside were building a fortress, trying to hide from some flood or savage beast.


    Hearing the loud noise behind him, Luo En turned back and through the crack of the door saw a figure on the carpet with their buttocks raised high, trembling legs, and a slight smile curving up at the corners of his mouth, indicating his pleasure.


    The desire of the [Goat], combined with the energy of the [Warrior], the love authority of the [Rose], and the life-restoration of the [Crown]... Four incarnations used in rotation. Even the wildest goddess of Greece could only endure for five days before she lay face down, clutching her buttocks and begging for mercy.


    Of course, the remaining two days were not wasted either.


    Luo En raised his hand and a longbow with a black handle and golden and silver patterns embedded between materialized in his grasp.


    "Its source is light, its form is flame. O deathless Sun, bestow upon me thy dazzling steeds, bring forth the golden radiance, pierce through the stars, punish the wicked, and bring death to the living!"


    As he drew the bowstring, Luo En intoned the Holy Word solemnly, and behind him, the Golden Disk appeared, its pointer turning to the ninth slot. A magnificent [White Horse], neighing with hooves raised, charged into the sun hanging mid-air like an arrow released from a bow.


    Instantly, the eastern sky burst into brilliance, and the morning sun, freshly risen above the horizon, became dazzling and intense. The originally intangible sunlight transformed into substantial flames, gathering on the drawn bowstring and forming brilliant, golden arrows.


    Luo En drew the bowstring taut, and at the moment when the atmosphere reached its peak, released the fingers of his right hand, declaring solemnly,


    "Thou art��the Piercing Star of Gold!"


    "Whizz!"


    The arrow tore through the air, resonating with the heavens and earth.


    Golden flames raised a terrifying wind, striking a distant hill.


    "Boom!"


    The next moment, the earth shook and the hill trembled as a golden brilliance instantaneously pierced through the entire hillside, and the flames of punishment burst forth, melting the surrounding rocks.


    The hill continuously collapsed and cracked open, and red-hot lava flowed from the terrible [wound] in the hillside, extinguishing and burning all life in its path, leaving behind only the ashes of devastation.


    Watching the forest fire raging in the distance, Luo En slightly raised his hand, and a blue [Great Whale] materialized behind him, leaping out and sweeping up the water vapor from the river along the way, dousing the fire in the affected area and swiftly containing the emergency.


    Yet even so, a hill of nearly a hundred meters had been cleaved in half, with a deep pit resembling a meteorite''s impact still emitting billowing steam.


    Such destructive power!


    Luo En marveled inwardly, then slightly turned his head to look at the neighing [White Horse] in the ninth slot of the golden wheel and the tightly closed temple gates behind him, a wry smile spreading across his face.


    This was the result of his and Artemis''s efforts over the last two days.


    ��The ninth incarnation, [White Horse].


    Utilizing the concept of the [Sun Chariot], summoning the [White Horse] that carries the sun''s might to enhance his attacks, or to directly bring down the sun''s fierce flames upon the target for long-range bombardment.


    While this ability had astonishing power, its downside was rather apparent.


    This incarnation could basically only be used on sunny days and during daylight hours, otherwise, it couldn''t exert its normal effects.


    In the same vein, his fourth incarnation which drew from his moon and huntress divinity, [Wild Boar], also had the same limitation��only displaying the greatest combat strength at night and in mountainous regions.


    However, he now had as many as nine divine incarnations, giving him many cards to play, and the usage restrictions of a single incarnation were having less and less of an impact on him.


    Moreover, he still had the ace up his sleeve��[The Primordial One], the Phanes incarnation, which allowed the fusion of multiple divine incarnations, so he had even less to worry about running out of moves during a battle.


    As Luo En was lost in thought, a green figure darted through the branches and leaped nimbly out of the dense forest, lightly landing in front of the temple.


    "Teacher, have you come out? Have you finished reporting your work?"


    "Yeah."


    Luo En looked at Atalanta before him and nodded with a smile.


    Immediately after, Atalanta turned her head to look at the distant hill that had been cleft by an arrow, her eyes filled with shock.


    "Just now, was that your doing?"


    "Yes, I used this bow."


    Luo En answered with a smile, lifting the longbow in his hand that bore a black back and gold threads.


    "So impressive!"


    Atalanta expressed her sincere admiration, her green eyes intently fixed on the uniquely designed and distinctive longbow in her teacher''s hand, brimming with envy.


    She excelled in rapid shots and had never seen a bow and arrow capable of causing such extensive damage and destruction.


    It seemed that to unleash the terrifying power of Star Shatterer as earlier, not only was the archer''s own strength crucial but also the longbow capable of withstanding such force was likely an extraordinary divine artifact.


    "Take it!"


    As the huntress was pondering to herself, Luo En raised his hand and tossed the longbow into his student''s arms.


    Atalanta instinctively caught the divine bow and then came to her senses, slightly stunned.


    "This?"


    "Of course, it''s for you. Archery isn''t my strongest suit."


    Luo En replied with a light smile and then recounted the origins of the divine bow.


    "This is called ''Bow of the Heavens'' (Tauropolos), a divine artifact I''ve been blessing together with Artemis in the temple these days. It has two forms.


    The first, you can control the trajectory of arrows with magic power, and combined with your rapid shot skills, you can exert greater combat strength;


    The second, when the bow is drawn fully, the arrows'' destructive power increases. If you continue to inject magic power, the performance of the destruction can be further enhanced. Combined with specific techniques of charged shots, it can even shatter gold and stone, penetrating divine bodies."


    Atalanta listened intently, lovingly cradling the divine bow in her hands, pointed towards the distant mountain peak that had been cleaved, and excitedly asked.


    "Is it the technique from earlier?"


    "Yes, its name is ''Piercing Star of Gold,'' and unlike ''Rapid Shot of Silver'' that seeks agility and swiftness, it''s a technique for charged heavy strikes, a new combo that Artemis and I have recently developed."


    Luo En explained its origins and then switched the topic.


    "However, considering your current level, you''re not yet able to unleash the full power of the Bow of the Heavens, so I''ve added some assistive features to this divine artifact."


    "What features?"


    "See the gold and silver threads on the back of the bow? Entombed within are parts of Artemis''s and my divinity, which can summon the corresponding divine power of the Sun and the Moon, reducing your magic power consumption during battle. Ordinarily, this bow, with Artemis''s and my divine power, can harness the brilliance of the sun during the day and absorb the moon''s divine power at night for regular storage of magic power to meet any emergencies."


    "That powerful?"


    "Certainly. To create a weapon that suits you, neither Artemis nor I spared any effort and energy. In fact, Artemis even contributed her own battle bow she''d used before."


    Hearing her teacher''s explanation, Atalanta''s heart surged with excitement, cherishing the ''Bow of the Heavens'' as a most precious treasure.


    "The original form of this bow was used by Artemis before? Where is she? I want to thank her in person!"


    Watching a certain cat lady bypass him, vividly excited, and head straight for the temple gate, Luo En''s eyelid twitched, and he quickly reached out to pull her back.


    "Enough, your thanks have been heard by Artemis. She is a bit tired now and needs to rest properly."


    "Oh, then when do we set off?"


    "Right away."


    "Shouldn''t we say goodbye to Artemis?"


    "No need!"


    Seeing Atalanta reach for the temple door once again, Luo En quickly grabbed the cat lady who had been enticed by curiosity and, without further ado, dragged her away.

 Chapter 332 233 Athena: You Play Quite Skillfully, Dont You? (4k for Votes)

    Several days later, at nightfall, War God Mountain.


    Medusa in the room looked at the bronze emblem on her chest that was glowing faintly, immediately got up, slipped out of the City of Athens under cover of darkness, and made her way to the familiar forest.


    "Luo En, you''re back?"


    "Yeah, just finished up with some stuff."


    "Who is she?"


    "Atalanta, my student."


    Luo En turned slightly to introduce Atalanta, who was accompanying him, to Medusa.


    Another one?


    Seeing the spirited huntress standing affectionately behind Luo En, Medusa couldn''t help but feel wary.


    "You''re Anna, right? The teacher''s sister? He talks about you a lot." Atalanta, straightforward in personality, gave the purple-haired goddess in the sheer dress a curious look, extended her hand with a heartily infectious smile, "Hmm, prettier than I imagined!"


    "It''s nothing like that..." Medusa''s cheek reddened, and she waved her hands dismissively, her hostility towards Atalanta instantly evaporating.


    Watching Medusa and Atalanta hit it off after a round of friendly chatter, chattering ceaselessly by his side, Luo En finally felt a weight lift off his chest.


    It was a good thing he had praised Medusa highly before arriving and instilled a positive image of her in Atalanta''s mind.


    The naive Atalanta took his words to heart, and because of the "sibling" relationship between him and Medusa, she naturally trusted and liked Medusa.


    Therefore, the first encounter between the reptilian and the feline didn''t result in a standoff but rather ended quite amicably.


    Having won the preliminary battle, Luo En cleared his throat to interrupt their private conversation and asked,


    "By the way, how are The Three Graces doing? What have they been up to recently?"


    "They''ve been living with Hestia. They mainly help Lady Hestia with preparations for feasts, and when they have some free time, they occasionally play with the nine Muses and together choreograph dances and compose music." Medusa reported truthfully and concluded, "It seems they quite enjoy life on War God Mountain."


    "Are Athena and the others unhappy about anything?"


    "Not at all, they all like the current atmosphere, and they''ve said that War God Mountain is a lot more lively now than before."


    "Good, that''s reassuring."


    Luo En nodded, feeling secretly relieved.


    Introducing The Three Graces to War God Mountain ahead of time and testing the reactions of the goddesses there was a strategy to feel out the situation.


    No thunderbolts or major battles meant that the developments were still within what they could tolerate.


    "However, Athena and Hestia often ask about your whereabouts, wondering when you''ll come back. It seems they really miss you," Medusa added, prompting Luo En''s eyelids to twitch as he instinctively felt a chill, and he couldn''t help but grumble internally.


    Miss me? They probably want to give me a thrashing, right?


    After all, tolerance doesn''t mean they''ve forgotten everything.


    Luo En realized that the goddesses on War God Mountain were sharpening their knives, waiting for his return. He had no choice but to abandon any hopes of bluffing it out and start preparing to fend for himself.


    "It''s quite late; you take Atalanta into the city for now. Tomorrow morning, I''ll take her to report to the Academy of Athens. She has just come out of the mountains of Arcadia and needs to learn some human societal courses," Luo En instructed.


    "Alright!"


    Medusa happily took up the task and reached out to take the hand of her new friend.


    "Everyone''s probably asleep at this hour, so how about you bunk with me for tonight and I''ll accompany you two in the morning."


    Atalanta nodded, then turned to look at Luo En.


    "Teacher, what about you?"


    "I''ve only just returned after being away for so long; I have some things to take care of."


    "Another work report?"


    "Cough, sort of..."


    Luo En coughed and avoided a direct answer.


    "Then, we''ll wait for you at home tomorrow."


    The straightforward Atalanta took his words at face value, promptly stood up with Medusa to prepare for a short rest in the City of Athens.


    As Luo En watched their figures disappear into the night, he breathed a sigh of relief.


    Good, his contingency plan was in place.


    With the legitimate task of taking Atalanta to school the next day as a cover, even if something went awry, he wouldn''t end up bedridden for a week, unable to tend to himself as before.


    And bringing along Little Medusa, the darling of War God Mountain, provided an extra layer of assurance.


    After all, the goddesses wouldn''t want to see Little Medusa with a sad face, would they?


    After carefully reviewing his arrangements in his mind, Luo En took a deep breath, stood up, stepped out of the dense forest, and merged into the deep night.


    ~~


    War God Mountain, Great Temple.


    Athena flipped through the "Codex" in her hands, which had been revised more than a dozen times, comparing it to existing cases, meticulously reviewing each word and clause.


    Although many parts were irregular and imperfect and far from Themis''s absolute justice, with plenty of compromises and middle grounds made in the content of the laws and their enforcement,


    They undoubtedly aligned with the current state of affairs where gods and mortals coexisted, as well as the basic national condition of the City of Athens, and could be effectively implemented.


    And effective implementation is the most crucial aspect of exercising law.


    Regardless, this marked a firm step in the era''s transition from rule by man to rule by law, from disorder to order.


    Athena finished reviewing the last page of the "Codex," assured there were no omissions, closed it with satisfaction, ready to hand it over to King Aegeus of Athens to try and enforce it the next day.

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    Be practical.


    One must walk step by step, eat bite by bite; achieving true fairness and justice, in the end, is not something that happens overnight.


    As her gaze swept over the "Codex" cover, where the signature had been altered, what was once a good mood dissipated completely for Athena.


    A few words were enough to bring Themis back, a period of interaction and exchange enough to make the original Goddess of Justice abandon her beliefs held for thousands of years, opting for compromise and intercession; that little rascal really was popular!


    Amidst the grating sound of grinding teeth, Athena turned her attention to the "Sacred Words" transcribed by the Goddess Mnemosyne, along with the original piece "Song of the Titans," recently arranged by The Nine Muses and The Three Graces, her expression turned even darker.


    Apollo''s nine lesser deities, Aphrodite''s three lesser deities, Father God Zeus'' two wives...


    Right, and Echidna, the companion of Demon Ancestor Typhon, my three lesser deities, and the sister of Queen of the Sea Amphitrite, Thetis...


    You''ve been playing quite the field, haven''t you?


    The more Athena thought, the angrier she became; her grip unconsciously tightened, and the overwhelmed iron pen in her hands emitted a pitiful moan before snapping tragically into two pieces.


    As the cool moonlight cast a shadow on the door and window, the pupils of the Goddess of Wisdom in the Great Temple narrowed and she immediately dropped the broken iron pen from her hand, her brow creasing with a cold hum.


    "Who''s there? Come out!"


    "It''s me, I''m back..."


    Luo En, in the corridor, raised his hands and carefully stepped through the door, his drifting gaze sweeping over the iron pen forcefully broken in two on Athena''s desk. He felt a chill and instinctively swallowed hard, squeezing out an almost sycophantic smile.


    "Why are you still up so late? The construction of Athens is certainly important, but you are the core engine that drives this machine. If you were to wear out, it would be a great loss."


    "It''s all because someone abandoned their post, forcing me to personally take charge," Athena raised her eyes to look at the former secretary of Crete Island who had left behind a mess and had been missing for a long time, and she coldly huffed.


    Seeing this, Luo En immediately put on a united front, pulling out the Holy Grail and slamming it down on the desk.


    "It''s all because of this little bastard!"


    With the gold divine liquid inside the Holy Grail shimmering and casting ripples of light throughout the Great Temple, Athena''s breath hitched and her expression shifted subtly.


    "Asclepius? He''s still alive?"


    A moment later, the Goddess of Wisdom came to her senses, quickly using her fingers to trace Hermes Script and activating the "Labyrinth" authority to seal the entire Great Temple. She looked at Luo En seriously and asked,


    "What''s going on here?"


    Successfully steering the conversation back on track, Luo En straightened up and began to relay his sequence of plans and experiences with ease.


    Of course, in this version, he had gone to Cyprus on behalf of Asclepius to retain talent for Athens, and in the process made his way to the Netherworld, stirring up the still waters, and thereby covering up the mess caused by the Elixir of Immortality.


    After that, when the situation worsened, he used preventative measures he had left in advance to retrieve the soul of the Medicine God at the site of his misfortune.


    To avoid causing trouble for Athens, he secretly returned only after confirming that he had not attracted the attention of His Majesty the King of Gods.


    "It''s a good thing I had a backup plan, otherwise Athens'' loss would have been great."


    Hearing Luo En''s mix of lament and relief, Athena''s face darkened with frustration.


    "Who asked you to take such a big risk? Ten of him are not as important as you!"


    "Uh, he''s a good doctor, he can save a lot of people..."


    "Even the best doctor can only save the people of one city or one country, but you can save this world!"


    Without waiting for a rebuttal, Athena picked up the "Codex" and "Sacred Words" from the desk and tossed them into Luo En''s arms, huffing angrily,


    "Don''t take unnecessary risks before these are complete!"


    "Yes, yes, I understand. I promise not to worry you," Luo En nodded and grinned, then cautiously pointed at the Holy Grail on the desk and inquired.


    "Then him..."


    "Since you''re the one who fished him out, you can deal with him however you want."


    Previously, Athena, who had gone to Olympus to confront Zeus, waved her hand nonchalantly, seeming rather indifferent to the resurrection of Asclepius. Her eyes, however, fell frequently upon Luo En, and after confirming that he had no major issues, her furrowed brows finally relaxed.


    It goes without saying which of the two she regarded as more important.


    This blatant favoritism warmed Luo En''s heart, and his tone grew more sincere.


    "I remember there are still many vacancies in your Eighty-Eight Constellations. Since Asclepius''s body has been destroyed, why not let him conceal his identity for now and reside within the Sacred Robe, awaiting the reconstruction of his body?"


    "That''s feasible, the Golden Saint Cloth of Ophiuchus you designed earlier is quite suitable for him."


    Athena nodded, briefly stating her intentions, then huffed as she looked toward Luo En in front of her.


    "For such minor matters, you don''t need to report to me in the future. The altar you oversee is the manager of the Eighty-Eight Constellations. Who to choose and who to use, you can decide on your own."


    Luo En shook his head slightly, replying earnestly.


    "One thing at a time, Asclepius''s case involves too much, and as our linchpin, you ought to be the first to know."


    "Am I the first?"


    "Yes!"


    Luo En nodded without changing his expression.


    In the whole War God Mountain and Athens, Athena was indeed the first person to know about the revival of Asclepius.


    Immediately after, Luo En''s gaze flickered, lowering his voice.


    "Moreover, I do not plan to tell anyone else about Asclepius still being alive. It would be best if this matter remains a secret between the two of us."


    Hearing Luo En''s whisper, Athena''s tense expression rippled, and a strange sense of movement stirred within her.


    Only two people know... a secret?


    Feeling that the gaze of the Goddess of Wisdom toward him had softened considerably, Luo En quietly breathed a sigh of relief.


    It''s well known that when both parties hold leverage over each other or keep secrets for one another, their relationship can often warm up quickly.


    Although, with the relationship he had with Athena, they didn''t need to use such tricks to create a sense of trust in a crisis.


    But as everyone knows, girls want a show of true colors!


    On the entire War God Mountain, only he and Athena knew that Asclepius was still alive.


    Doesn''t this mean that the Goddess of Wisdom before him was his closest ally?


    However, according to someone''s scheming nature, this move was obviously not just to please Athena but was the result of deep contemplation.


    Because, apart from Athena, whose mind was already brimming with dissent and not easily swayed, telling any other goddesses about this would do Luo En no good.


    The death of the Medicine God had become a serious stain on Zeus''s reputation. According to Medusa, not only Hestia but even the Nine Muses, and the usually detached Themis and Mnemosyne, felt a chilling disgust for it.


    As His Majesty the King of Gods''s chief underling in Greece, Luo En would be more than happy to sling more dirt on Zeus, so how could he possibly reveal that the Medicine God was still alive and diminish the female deities'' loathing for Zeus on the mountain?


    While Luo En was mumbling to himself, a deep murmur came to his ear.


    "Speaking of which, so many goddesses have come to War God Mountain at your invitation, what do you plan to do with them next?"


    Hearing that meaningful question, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a shiver.


    It looked like, after explaining his long absence with Asclepius as a shield, its defensive value had hit rock bottom.


    The following lethal question could only be dealt with by himself.

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    Luo En pondered for a moment before expressing his views with careful seriousness.


    "First are Themis and Astraea, the mentor and student pair. Although they have already completed the Codex, there will undoubtedly be various issues during its execution. You can use this excuse to retain them, hoping they will take up the position of executive judges to oversee the practice of the laws and observe their effects. Given the responsible nature of the two Goddesses of Justice, they should not refuse.


    In the actual execution process, you can model it after the operating mode of the three Judges of the Netherworld, forming the Court of Judgment on War God Mountain with you and the two consecutive generations of the Goddesses of Justice. The action-oriented Astraea will be responsible for capturing criminals, the experienced Themis for conducting trials, and you, with your wisdom, for the final judgments and reviews.


    If you encounter cases with significant disagreements, you can vote collectively and proceed with the final judgment according to procedure.


    Of course, the most important task of the Court of Judgment is not to handle ordinary trivial cases.


    Mortals, or common demigods who break the law, can be judged by King Aegeus of Athens himself, as it is within the scope of his responsibilities and duties; cases that involve deities, however, need to be resolved by the Court, with the fair trial of the three Goddesses.


    In this way, what belongs to the gods will be for the gods, and what belongs to humans will be for humans. This not only saves face for the gods but also effectively practices justice, should greatly reduce the resistance in implementing the Codex, and builds a virtuous social order for Athens."


    Excellent idea!


    Athena nodded subconsciously, her eyes lighting up.


    "Next are the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne and the Nine Muses, her daughters, who could be invited to be guest professors or honorary professors at the Academy of Athens, mainly responsible for compiling and organizing textbooks on subjects such as poetry, medicine, history, rhetoric, philosophy, and so on. These tasks are easy for them, not only allowing them to spend their leisure time but also binding them to War God Mountain for a long time, and on this foundation, to enlighten the populace and bring cultural prosperity to Athens."


    Not bad!


    Athena gave an approving internal assessment and continued to nod.


    "Then there are the Three Graces. Currently under the command of Lady Hestia, it is too wasteful for them to simply indulge in their own small circle. You can combine the culture of dining with the promotion of festivals and entertainment related to the Athenian deities, such as the Feast of the God of Stove, the Festival of the God of Wine, the Festival of the Goddess of Victory, the Olympic Games led by Athens, and so on, thereby expanding your divine authority and Hestia''s, thus gaining more strength through worship.


    With the right promotion, you could even extend the concepts of divine authority associated with festivals, banquets, and pleasure in tangible ways to the surrounding city-states, attracting more people to join or follow. In doing so, combining the ''entertainment'' attribute of Lady Hestia and the Three Graces with the ''cultural'' attribute of the Goddess of Memory and the Nine Muses just might shape Athens into the center of entertainment and culture."


    Athena frowned slightly, "How is that useful?"


    Luo En smiled enigmatically with a profound reminder, "Don''t underestimate them; these might just be the sharpest weapons in the world.


    The situation on Crete has proven that merely enhancing oneself is never enough to contend with the Pantheon of Gods; that path leads nowhere.


    Conquest isn''t limited to war and brute force.


    Civilization is a bloodless knife, silently altering everything around it, moisturizing things quietly.


    As long as we wield this weapon properly, we can mark Athenian culture on all lands with the guise of ''culture,'' ''festivities,'' and ''entertainment,'' transform all city-states into followers of Athens, and assimilate all humankind into �C Athenians!


    At that time, the glory of Athens will be the glory of Greece!


    Unless the Divine King of Olympus dares to stir up a new apocalyptic calamity, cleansing all humanity, you will stand invincible!"


    As Luo En''s resonant depiction reverberated in Athena''s ears, a grand blueprint seemed to unfold before the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom, rendering her no longer able to maintain a composed and calm expression.


    The practice of jurisprudence builds a stable social order;


    The prosperity of culture turns Athens into a Holy Land of intellectual convergence, attracting countless gazes;


    The assimilation through festivals and entertainment, moisturizing things quietly, brings the ultimate victory of civilization!


    These are not three separate things but a comprehensive system that progresses step by step!


    Furthermore, based on the repeated simulations in her mind.


    The plan seems feasible.


    Brilliant, truly brilliant!


    Watching the once-composed Goddess of Wisdom now animated in front of him, Luo En''s face showed a hint of ill-intended satisfaction.


    Coming from a future era of information explosion, he was well aware of the weight of "entertainment" and "culture," and he knew all the more how infusing some private agenda into festivals and entertainment and continuously propagating its influence could affect the entire Greek civilization.


    According to incomplete statistics, the Ancient Greeks celebrated over 300 festivals related to their deities, during which people would offer sacrifices and hold celebrations. Among these, the Festival of the God of Wine, the Festival of Artemis, and the Festival of Hermes, etc., were quite famous. In the renowned city-state of Athens, the number of festive days in a year reached over 140, indicating the Ancient Greeks'' fervor for festivals.


    With so many festivals and entertainments, it would be too much to focus on them all, and missing one or two should probably be considered normal, right?

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    �� For example, ensuring that everyone is aware of Zeus''s existence, but no one worships Zeus exclusively?


    �� If I remember correctly, in later generations, in the land of Greece, temples and city-states dedicated specifically to the King of Olympus are not numerous...


    After muttering sinisterly, Luo En continued to patch up his proposal.


    "In addition to that, I think there are two more things that could be done simultaneously."


    "Spit it out!" Athena asked urgently, eager to hear more.


    Luo En smiled slightly and responded unhurriedly.


    "Firstly, after the Academy of Athens is well-established, it should enroll students from all Greek city-states, offering princes and princesses a chance to learn humbly.


    Secondly, for those who achieve outstanding results and pass the evaluation, you can personally award them Sacred Robes, encouraging these promising youths to fight for justice in the world!"


    Hearing those lofty words, the Goddess of Wisdom across from him immediately understood.


    "You mean, use the platform of the Academy of Athens to first draw the bloodlines of the city-builders from various city-states, nurture them into confidants, and then use their influence and power within their nations��or wait until they ascend to power��to promote reforms and culture modeled after Athens. Over several generations, slowly accomplish the assimilation of all Greek city-states by Athens?"


    "These accomplished princes and princesses are seeds sown among the upper echelons, meant to dismantle the stubborn divine-blooded nobility within each city-state; while our entertainment and food will bring joy and delight to the common people, which is enough to turn [them] into [us]."


    As the man in front of her revealed his intricate plans with a smile, Athena looked at him with a hint of terror in her eyes.


    This man''s cunning is a little frightening...


    �� But I like it!


    Suddenly realizing that she was the greatest beneficiary in the entire scheme, the Goddess of Wisdom pleasant curved her lips into a smile, her purple eyes staring intensely at the man who had masterfully crafted her a grand plan, her gaze filled with an unconcealed ardent fervor.


    Luo En felt unnerved under her intense stare and cleared his throat awkwardly, breaking the awkward silence.


    "Regarding their arrangements, these are the ideas I''ve had so far, do you have anything to add?"


    Is that all?


    Athena was briefly startled, then quickly came to her senses.


    No, wait!


    Is that what I was supposed to ask about?


    Soon enough, the clear-minded Goddess of Wisdom, eyeing the man who had toiled over the planning for Athens, silently ground her silver teeth.


    This kid is incredibly slick!


    Immediately, a touch of irritation crossed Athena''s face, and she chided him discontentedly.


    "They have been in Athens for so long, shouldn''t you be concerned about them first when you return?"


    "They have hands and feet, can eat and drink, and are staying in such a comfortable place as War God Mountain, so why would they need my extra concern."


    Luo En smiled, waved his hand dismissively, and did not take the bait, deftly kicking this contentious issue back to her.


    "Moreover, given your ability to discern talent and Hestia''s warm hospitality, isn''t it unlikely that they''ve been neglected?"


    "They all came to Athens because of you; it''s not good to be too indifferent..."


    "During my absence, haven''t they also had a fulfilling time? I''m merely a guide; retaining them and letting them shine in Athens''s development are thanks to your and Hestia''s efforts."


    "..."


    In the exchange of verbal parries, Athena found this Teflon man infuriatingly hard to pin down, yet she couldn''t manage to deliver a biting comeback.


    Seeing that the Goddess of Wisdom across wanted to burst in anger, looking as if she was ready to pounce and bite him, Luo En swiftly became serious and tossed out a pre-selected topic.


    "I''ve heard that the king of Corinth was caught again recently?"


    "Are you talking about Sisyphus?"


    Athena reacted with a frown and a light snort.


    "It''s all because that boy is too unruly. Having only just escaped from the Netherworld, he should have kept a low profile, but instead he keeps holding lavish feasts in the palace, boasting about his grand achievements in outsmarting deities. And with the God of Death still in his grab, it''s no surprise the Netherworld took action against him."


    Upon hearing Athena''s disgruntled response, a smirk crossed Luo En''s eyes.


    This was the most admirable quality of Athena: always putting aside distractions and adopting a serious attitude when it comes to important matters.


    Moreover, with the grand blueprint he had laid out, those goddesses who were given clear roles were sure to be treated well by Athena, the host, removing any need for his intervention.


    After all, the Goddess of Wisdom always prioritizes her endeavors, making the most of others'' abilities and patiently dealing with pressing matters first, even if she is inwardly displeased.


    Just like now.


    Luo En raised his hand to stroke his chin, speaking up with a follow-up question.


    "Was it Hecate who took action?"


    "Yes, she not only threw Sisyphus back into the Netherworld, but she also extracted Thanatos''s whereabouts from his mouth, and sent that God of Death back to his original post."


    "It seems I will have to make another trip to the Netherworld soon."


    "Are you afraid he will implicate you?"


    "Not just that, the secrets of the Netherworld seem a bit numerous..."


    Luo En pondered for a moment, selectively informing Athena of the mysteries concerning the Elysian Fields, the revival of Typhon, the discord between the Queen of the Underworld and Hecate.


    As he spoke, he slightly lifted his garments, pulsed his divine power, revealing the black ring-shaped mark on his chest, resembling a labyrinth.


    Seeing this, Athena''s expression changed slightly.


    "The Wheel of Hecate?! You''ve been marked by her!"


    "She once guided me on a ''path,'' this is the price..."


    Luo En thought deeply for a moment, then let his clothes fall back into place, looking solemnly toward Athena standing before him.


    "That''s why I must make a trip to the Netherworld, to find a way to resolve the hidden dangers I carry."


    "Understood..."


    Athena nodded, her expression turning more grave.


    "Is there anything I could do for you?"


    "If possible, grant me authority over the dark pieces in the Netherworld."


    "King Minos and his lot?"


    "Yes, going to the Netherworld this time is likely to cause quite a stir; I reckon the only ones I can trust are them."


    "Very well, they will heed your commands!"


    Seeing Athena readily agree without hesitation, warmth spread through Luo En''s heart.


    And as he caught a glimpse of a sparrow on the treetop grooming its feathers out of the corner of his eye, he turned his gaze, clearing his throat slightly.


    "Given the importance of the matter and the absence of tangible proof, may I take something from you as evidence to facilitate the movement of forces previously laid out in the Netherworld by Crete Island?"


    "Given your relationship, King Minos shouldn''t make things difficult for you, right?"


    "One thing at a time. He''s a monarch, I''m a scribe. Minor issues are no concern, but for significant troubles, we need to involve him and it requires an explanation. Besides, unless absolutely necessary, we don''t need to have King Minos himself intervene; with your token, just by slightly adjusting a few pieces, we might accomplish our goal."


    After hearing his confident explanation, Athena finally nodded in agreement.


    "Alright, what kind of proof do you want?"


    Luo En pondered seriously, then gave a profound response.


    "The owl of wisdom only spreads its wings at twilight. May your traces allow me to see the ''path'' through the ''night'' and successfully lead me ''home.''"


    As a goddess endowed with divine authority of the arts, Athena understood immediately, lifting a strand of her silver hair.


    With a sensation of being pulled and a slight stinging from her scalp, Athena pursed her lips, opening her palm where the hair transformed into a white owl feather and extended it toward Luo En.


    It bore her unique scent and divinity, impossible to forge; it would command the obedience of both King Minos and the soldiers of Crete Island upon sight.


    Seeing this, Luo En treasured it as if it were invaluable, holding the white owl feather in his hand and heaving a sigh of relief.


    "If there''s nothing else, I shall take my leave for now."


    "Do not venture into the Netherworld until you are fully prepared."


    "Yes, you can rest assured!"


    Reassured by Athena''s concern, Luo En nodded earnestly and then carefully backed out of the room under the gaze of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    With the issues on War God Mountain not yet resolved, and now drawing the attention of Hecate, he really knew how to get into trouble.


    Watching the figure gradually move away and disappear into the thick night, Athena, with mixed emotions, raised her hand to her forehead, her fingertips unintentionally touching a spot on her scalp, causing her body to flinch slightly.


    Wait, trouble?


    Moments later, her fair arm lowered, and her deep purple eyes shimmered mysteriously in the darkness.

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    The rich nightfall enveloped War God Mountain, bringing with it an air of tranquility and peace.


    After emerging from the Great Temple at the summit, Luo En made his way downward along the deserted bluestone path, his gaze drifting occasionally to survey his surroundings.


    It wasn''t until he successfully reached the foot of the mountain that he finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned towards the dense forest nearby.


    "Okay, come out now," he called.


    The abrupt sound of flapping wings arose, and a sparrow, its feathers tipped in brown and white, darted from the shadows of the tree tops, landing in front of Luo En. As the blue radiance swirled, it transformed into a blonde-haired, blue-eyed sea goddess with a refined demeanor.


    ����This was none other than Thetis, skilled in the Art of Transformation, who had previously lingered outside the Great Temple doors.


    Recalling the amusing scene she had just witnessed, the Ocean Nymph couldn''t help but raise her delicate hand to cover her smirk, a sly hint emerging deep within her serene expression.


    "Not bad, you even deceived Athena, acclaimed as the Goddess of Wisdom," she remarked.


    "What do you mean deceived?"


    Luo En glared at Thetis, defending himself righteously.


    "Everything I said was the truth, each word heartfelt!"


    "Half-truths, perhaps?"


    Thetis smiled teasingly, her gaze mocking, clearly having seen through someone''s true nature.


    Brilliant deceivers almost never lie, as every word they say could be fact, not fearing validation by others. Their real skill lies in how they compile, organize, and stack these "facts" to transform them into completely different interpretations.


    Thus, in the hands of a master of lies, truth is as malleable as dough in the hands of a pastry chef, shaped round or square at will. This art of misdirection is a powerful tool for manipulating hearts.


    In this case, someone had just used this tactic successfully, prompting the Goddess of Wisdom to unwittingly pluck her own "feathers."


    ���� It was true that Sisyphus had been captured, true that he had been marked by Hecate, true that entry into the Netherworld was necessary, and true that a token of trust from King Minos was needed.


    ���� But, he hadn''t mentioned that this token could only be used to mobilize the forces of Crete in the Netherworld.


    Seeing that his creditor had arrived, Luo En no longer bothered to hide and flicked his fingers to retrieve the freshly obtained owl feather from the Magic Circle Diagram, humming lightly as he flaunted it before Thetis.


    "Ha, take a good look, I did what I promised you," he said.


    "Mhm."


    Thetis nodded and instinctively reached out to take it, but came up empty.


    At that moment, Luo En, with a grin, withdrew his hand and remarked,


    "I said you could look at it, but I never said I''d give it to you."


    "?"


    "The condition was only that I redo ''that task''; it didn''t specify that I had to hand over what I obtained to you."


    "..."


    Hearing the unhurried reply, Thetis involuntarily caught her breath, a wave of irritation rising within her.


    Seeing the ocean goddess''s frustrated expression, Luo En inwardly rejoiced.


    Using the favor owed to him to ask him to pluck Athena''s feather was not just about playing a friendly prank; it probably also embodied a desire to trouble him.


    Considering the times Thetis had accompanied him through life and death situations and the numerous times she had been duped by him, this harmless mischief didn''t bother Luo En at all.


    After all, having been repeatedly troubled by Athena both overtly and covertly, it wasn''t as if he harbored no grievances at all.


    It was simply cooperating with Thetis for a small revenge against the Goddess of Wisdom.


    But, while he was willing to execute the plan, handing over leverage to Thetis himself was out of the question.


    Both centuries-old foxes, familiar as they were, necessitated a degree of caution.


    Who knows if this woman might flaunt that feather in front of Athena, with him ending up suffering the consequences.


    As long as the item remained in his hands, the token could be verified, and once he used it in the Netherworld, the deed of plucking Athena''s feather would be settled once and for all.


    In the future, even if Thetis tried to drag him into trouble, Luo En could easily deflect her.


    The bottom line remained, as long as he wasn''t caught red-handed, he hadn''t done it!


    "You have only one favor left owed to me, so I suggest you spend it wisely," Luo En reminded leisurely, as he put the owl feather back into the Magic Circle Diagram, smiling all the while.


    Having wasted effort for a while now, and with previous favors used up without gaining much in return other than a seat in the audience, Thetis suddenly felt her teeth itch with annoyance as she frowned lightly at the cunning debtor.


    "Rest assured, I won''t let you off so easily next time."


    Luo En, seemingly oblivious to the deep grudge in her words, smiled and changed the subject.


    "What''s next? Any plans? Will you continue to stay at War God Mountain for a while?"


    "No need. Things in Athens are too expensive. I merely stayed a few days, watched a performance, and it nearly drained my entire fortune. If I stay any longer, I might end up selling myself and owing you instead. Better to take my leave now and go back to the Sea of Okeanos, to continue enjoying my scenery," Thetis said.


    She thought of the complex situations and endless troubles in Athens and chose to retreat bravely, not forgetting to slyly denigrate Luo En''s scheming nature in the process.


    Feeling slightly guilty, Luo En chuckled awkwardly, choosing not to persuade her to stay.


    With numerous goddesses gathered on War God Mountain, merely mediating between them and balancing their demands and relationships was enough to be a headache.


    Thetis, living solitarily, wisely chose not to get involved and voluntarily exited to return to the Sea of Okeanos for recuperation, effectively lightening Luo En''s burden, giving him no reason to stop her.


    And, with their parting imminent, Luo En stepped forward, his eyes shimmering mysteriously as he spoke in a hushed tone,


    "Thessaly''s seven-year sentence is almost over, and I feel there might be major upheaval over the Sea of Okeanos. During this time, you should be extra careful yourself, and if you need help, you can ask me..."


    "Mmm."


    Thetis nodded subtly, a serious expression flickering in her eyes.


    It was due to this very reason she had returned early to her old home in Okeanos to prepare.


    The cautionary tale of the Atlantis continent was still vivid in her mind; should her brother-in-law, the Sea King, stir up another tempest, her family might well be the next to shield him.


    Since the road ahead was unclear, it might be better to let go, to ensure no regrets lingered.


    With this thought, Thetis spread her arms, revealing a radiant smile.


    "We''re about to part, shouldn''t you give me a hug?"


    "Of course!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En showed a faint smile and stepped forward to gently embrace the Ocean Goddess.


    Under the beautiful moonlight, the two who had journeyed long together held each other quietly, their heartbeats in resonance, their silhouettes merging into one.


    A full half an hour later, Thetis reluctantly released her arms and deeply gazed at the troublesome man who had left so many entanglements with her, then tiptoed up.


    A moist kiss landed on Luo En''s forehead, bringing a wave of tender sensations.


    "I really liked the ''gift'' you gave earlier, consider this a reward."


    Accompanied by a soft whisper, Thetis looked over Luo En''s shoulder at the forest immersed in darkness behind him, her lips curving into a pleased smile.


    Then, the Ocean Goddess stepped back, her body transforming into the form of a lark, rapidly flapping her wings into the dense night and vanishing in an instant, leaving only a meaningful, crisp chirping echoing around.


    "Beware the bald owls, though, they bite hard when angered..."


    Luo En paused slightly, just about to speak, but felt a sudden chill behind him.


    His body involuntarily stiffened, his neck mechanically turning like a set of rusted gears grinding with a squeak.


    The corner of his eye spied toward the back, where the moonlight in the forest was cold and calm, a snow-white owl perching among the lush foliage, solemnly overlooking the ground.


    "So this was how you intended to use your token?"


    A deep murmur brushed through the woods like a cold wind in deep winter.


    Suddenly, the white owl swept from the trees on fluttering wings, the surroundings lighting up with floating shimmering patterns, landing before Luo En and transforming into a silver-haired, purple-eyed goddess.


    "Gurgle~"


    Luo En struggled to swallow a lump in his dry throat, squeezing out a strained smile on his face.


    "Actually, it''s a misunderstanding."


    "Are you done with your last words?"


    Athena asked indifferently, casually pulling out the Spear of Victory.


    Luo En''s heart skipped a beat, cold sweat beading on his forehead.


    "I can explain..."


    "Mmm, go ahead, I''m listening."


    A plucked silver hair slowly drifted down to rest on the spear''s tip, splitting instantly into two pieces��Athena nodded in satisfaction.


    Cold sweat covered Luo En''s forehead even more densely as he hastily made a solemn oath.


    "Your token was really meant for descending to the Netherworld! I can swear on the River Styx!"


    "Hmm, anything else?"


    As Athena nodded absentmindedly, she summoned the Aegis Shield.


    Seeing her calm response, Luo En coughed dryly while involuntarily shifting backwards.


    "I have to go with Atalanta to enroll in school tomorrow. This child might well be the princess of Arcadia, a matter directly connected to Athens spreading its cultural influence among the states of Greece. It''s late now, shall we talk another day?"


    "What''s the rush, it''s still long until dawn."


    Athena smiled faintly and paused the Spear of Victory in her hands as the Magic Circle Diagram of the Citadel rose from the ground.


    The retreating Luo En stopped in his tracks, observing the enclosing mobile Labyrinth around him, his face contorting into a grimace worse than tears, desperately trying to fight back.


    "I''m supposed to go there with Little Medusa, you wouldn''t want to disappoint her, right?"


    "Speaking of which, you''ve always taken good care of my Lesser Deity, and quite thoroughly at that..."


    Athena murmured meaningfully, the light patterns on her body pulsing synchronously as green-gold armor enveloped her skin.


    Watching the golden, gleaming War Goddess approaching, smiling, Luo En in the corner of the Labyrinth took a deep breath, his face filled with tragical resolve.


    "May I make one last request?"


    "Speak."


    "Please, not the face..."


    "Buzz!"


    No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Spear of Victory whirled out, thick and large, black and hard, striking directly at Luo En''s face.

 Chapter 337 236: Sorry, Teacher Ma

    At dawn, at the foot of War God Mountain, the bushes rustled, and a figure covered with dew and dust crawled out from a deep human-shaped pit.


    With every movement of his body, the figure on the ground twitched involuntarily, his handsome features contorting into an expression filled with bitterness and sorrow.


    It hurt! It really hurt!


    It felt as if all his skin had been torn, all his muscles had been severed; every bone trembled, and every drop of blood cried out in agony...


    All the organs in his body seemed to have been tortured to the point of wanting to collectively stop working or break free from his body...


    Was it really necessary to pluck your feather so harshly?


    Luo En grimaced as he reached for his swollen buttock, enduring the severe pain as he fished out a thorny little spike lodged in his flesh.


    "Athena, just you wait, sooner or later, it will be your turn to get slapped!"


    Just as a certain wretched victim was secretly grinding his teeth and swearing, a series of light footsteps approached from ahead.


    Two familiar figures were coming down the mountain path, their purple and green eyes looking around.


    "Where''s the teacher?"


    "The Goddess said he''s waiting at the foot of the mountain, he should be around here."


    Atalanta and Medusa, walking together, scanned the area for the person who had promised to accompany them to the Academy of Athens today to register.


    "Ah, you''re here? Up so early?"


    Soon, a familiar call came from the woods, and the person they were looking for appeared from under the shade of the trees, smiling and waving his hand as he stepped on the mountain path.


    For some reason, however, his steps seemed somewhat floaty and shaky.


    Seeing this, Atalanta couldn''t help but feel astonished.


    "Teacher, you today..."


    "Oh, last night, I rushed a little while practicing a newly mastered authority, used up too much energy, my body can''t quite cope."


    Luo En supported himself against a tree trunk, smilingly explaining: "But it''s okay, I''ll take you to complete the procedures first, then go back to rest."


    "Are you sure it''s no problem? Actually, I can accompany Atalanta to check in by myself." On the side, Medusa expressed her concern, volunteering her suggestion.


    But Luo En waved his hand with a smile, graciously declining the kind offer: "Don''t worry, I can handle this little trouble."


    The insistence on going together wasn''t about any so-called pride, but because he had his reasons that he had to go.


    Shortly after, Luo En and the two young women exchanged a few words before he took the initiative to lead the way, guiding Atalanta and Medusa directly toward the Academy of Athens.


    Soon, after a short distance, the mountain path wound around, and suddenly, a magnificent academy, featuring the standard architectural style of an Ancient Greek temple, came into view.


    Groups of youths from neighboring city-states were either in the open training fields, competing in swordsmanship, archery, combat, and other fighting techniques, or beside the quiet gardens, flipping through poetry, history, philosophy, magic, and other subjects, or in the sunlight-flooded corridors, walking side by side with teachers who had just finished classes, engaging in heated debates about classroom knowledge...


    Looking around, although the Academy of Athens was still in its early stages, it already possessed a strong academic atmosphere.


    Luo En nodded secretly, leading Medusa and Atalanta across the elegant marble archway and all along the way to a quaint woodland cottage built beside the lake.


    As the door was knocked, the Centaur Sage Chiron, with his long, slender legs, stepped out, looking at the old friend in front of him with surprise.


    "You''re back?"


    "Uh-huh, things went relatively smoothly."


    "Good to have you back..."


    Chiron nodded slightly, a flicker of reunion joy in his eyes, but his expression soon inexplicably fell.


    Seeing the mood around him become somewhat oppressive, Luo En immediately smiled and waved his hand, pushing Atalanta, who was behind him, to the forefront.


    "Oh, right, I brought back a student for you this time."


    Chiron came to his senses, sizing up Atalanta, his gaze lingering on her arms and behind her for a moment, a warm smile appearing on his face.


    "Hmm, a good hand at archery, and the bow isn''t bad either."


    "Not only that, her speed and combat skills are top-notch, plus, she''s also learning to identify herbs."


    Luo En praised his student, then shared his plans with the centaur sage.


    "Mr. Horse, she has been living in Arcadia, just came out of the deep mountains, so I want her to get a feel for the cultural practices of different city-states."


    "Etiquette and cultural lessons, huh? Sure, no problem."


    Chiron nodded, then cleared his throat to correct.


    "However, my name is Chiron."


    "Okay, you''re good at herbal medicine, right? I''ll ask you to teach her later then, Mr. Horse."


    "That''s fine. But could you call me Chiron?"


    "Her experience in archery isn''t enough, Mr. Horse, you could practice with her whenever you''re free."


    "Sure, I..."


    "Then there''s no problem, are you free tonight, Mr. Horse?"


    "..."


    Watching the obviously inattentive old friend in front of him, the honest centaur could only give up on his title and asked with a wry smile.


    "What''s up? Got other plans tonight?"


    "That''s it, Atalanta will be under your care for a while, and since she has no relatives or friends in Athens, I, as a teacher, should probably show some gesture, right?"


    Luo En affectionately patted the centaur sage''s shoulder, squeezed out a warmly enthusiastic smile, and loudly declared.


    "So, tonight we''re going to my place for dinner, and that''s happily decided!"


    "Your place?"


    Chiron blinked, somewhat surprised.


    Having known him for so long, he still didn''t know this guy''s exact home address.


    "Oh, it''s up on the mountain at the residence of the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia; I am her lesser deity."


    "Goddess Hestia? It might not be nice to just show up uninvited?"


    "Don''t worry, Goddess Hestia is very hospitable and won''t mind, plus you helped out so much today, we must entertain you properly!"


    Luo En thumped his chest, guaranteeing solemnly, then leaned in and whispered to the centaur sage, hooking his neck.


    "And besides, Goddess Hestia is going to cook herself tonight, you really shouldn''t miss this opportunity."


    Upon hearing the continued enthusiastic invitations and the name of the chef, Chiron slightly got tempted.


    Tasting a meal cooked by the Goddess of the Hearth was definitely a rare treat.


    "Alright, it''s settled then! You handle the paperwork for Atalanta first, take her home after school in the evening, and we''ll have a good meal at my house!"


    Luo En patted Chiron''s shoulder, then unceremoniously left Atalanta with Chiron to handle the paperwork, pulling Medusa as he briskly exited the Academy of Athens.


    After walking a distance, someone finally reined in his warm smile, stopped, and turned back, gazing solemnly towards the dense forest where Chiron resided, quietly making a cross over his chest, murmuring softly.


    Mr. Horse, it''s an emergency, you''re so good, you shouldn''t blame me, right?

 Chapter 338 237: Explosion is Art

    Meanwhile, at War God Mountain, Hestia''s residence.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, after waking up, looked at her grandniece who appeared at her doorstep and listened to the news she brought, slightly taken aback.


    "You said he''s back?"


    "Yes, he just arrived last night, and today he has to accompany his student named Atalanta to register at the Academy of Athens. He should be up the mountain by this afternoon, or possibly by evening."


    Athena nodded with a smile, as if she had just finished a satisfying morning workout, lifting her hand to wipe a layer of fragrant sweat from her forehead.


    It must be said, it''s becoming increasingly difficult to punch a certain someone.


    Not only the verbal tactics, but even the dodging postures and escape skills are so practiced��he must have secretly practiced to avoid getting beaten up.


    This is no longer just an ordinary lawless man; a heavy punch is a must!


    And it must be a combo technique with coordination!


    Athena glanced at her aunt within the house, whose face was changing colors, her bright eyes flickering enigmatically.


    "Bang!"


    At that moment, Hestia, who reacted, slammed the table, suddenly stood up straight, and glared coldly at the air, grinding her teeth.


    "His timing is perfect! Watch how I treat him tonight!"


    "You''re setting up a feast, right? Count me in, I''m familiar with this one!"


    Hearing the noise in the living room, Circe, who had been mingling with Hestia, poked her head down from upstairs, excitedly waving her arms, strongly requesting to join.


    "I''ve researched quite a few new recipes, just right for him to try!"


    "Alright, let''s do it together!"


    With the morale boost from a fellow enthusiast, Hestia gladly agreed. She then picked up her exclusive weapons, the kitchen knife and spatula, and made arrangements with ferocity.


    "There''s still plenty of ingredients in the kitchen, more than enough for a family dinner tonight. No need to shop for now. There''s still some time before nightfall, just enough to make thorough preparations. I''ll take care of the dishes and staple food. Circe, you like simmering soup, right? Stew a few pots for him, and remember to do your best!"


    "Got it!"


    Upon getting permission, the Great Witch, unable to contain her excitement, immediately lit up, nodding continuously and dashing into the kitchen to occupy a stove.


    Just as Hestia was about to close the door and prepare a lavish dinner filled with love, Athena, standing at the door, smiled and raised her hand.


    "Auntie, why don''t you let me try as well."


    "You?"


    Hestia was momentarily stunned, her face expressing skepticism.


    "Haven''t you never cooked before?"


    Athena pursed her lips, speaking with deep meaning.


    "Doesn''t that make it even better?"


    "Right!"


    Hestia slapped her forehead, catching on quickly. She thrust a ladle into her grandniece''s hand with a sinister smile on her face.


    "Here, you be the main chef tonight!"


    Athena gladly accepted the cooking utensils, symbolizing the transfer of kitchen power for tonight, and officially entered that sacred area under the guidance of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    A flicker of flame ignited in the stove, as Hestia, who had completely relinquished control, stood aside to give some humanitarian cooking advice to the novice in the kitchen.


    "Start with some pastries as the main dish, first step, pour in the flour."


    "Mhm!" The usually decisive Goddess of Wisdom didn''t wait for Hestia to finish speaking before grabbing half a bag of flour and pouring all of it into the bowl.


    Seeing her grandniece getting into the swing, Hestia''s eyes showed a hint of approval.


    "Very good, next add sugar..."


    Before Hestia could finish her sentence, Athena had already taken action, confidently and decisively following the instructions.


    Suddenly, a cone-shaped peak emerged from the mixing bowl.


    The Goddess of the Hearth, looking at the mountain of sugar that was even higher than the mound of flour, turned her gaze mournfully toward her confident grandniece, and after a long silence, the suppressed words squeezed from her throat,


    "...a little... bit..."


    "..."


    Athena''s confident smile froze as she glanced vacantly at the roof beams and coughed softly.


    "After all, it''s prepared for him, it should be a bit special."


    "Uh, okay, then do it your own way."


    The usually reticent Hestia had no choice but to give up on giving real-time guidance and completely ceded the stove to her grandniece to mess around.


    She quickly exited the kitchen to add some ingredients to the privately brewed wine in the cellar.


    There was no way around it; she was, after all, the Goddess in charge of the hearth and meals, and it was somewhat unbearable to watch someone else spoil food right in front of her.


    But soon, Hestia would deeply regret her decision.


    ~~


    "Boom!"


    At that moment, Luo En, who was squatting in the forest near the Academy of Athens under the guise of catching up with Medusa, couldn''t help but jolt awake and look up following the sound.


    Amidst the shaking earth, dense smoke with a burnt smell billowed, and a series of clanging sounds followed, making Luo En vaguely see fragments of pots and pans.


    "Is that..."


    "Goddess Hestia''s house," Little Medusa casually responded, her face showing an expression of indifference as though she had seen it all before. "They''re probably developing a new dish?"


    A new dish?


    Luo En unconsciously swallowed and shrank his neck.


    If things went as expected, this new dish was mostly likely prepared for him.


    With all this commotion, let''s not even talk about eating, just standing nearby was enough to get blown to smithereens.


    Luckily, he was clever enough, after delivering the item to Atalanta, to avoid walking right into the trap. Instead, he teamed up with Medusa to stake out the perimeter of the Academy of Athens, waiting for evening when Chiron and the previous teacher would stop by.


    "Speaking of which, the commotion from today''s dish seems quite extraordinary..."


    Medusa mumbled softly to herself, her eyes filled with suspicion as she watched the smoke continuously billow from the mansion.


    ~~


    "My kitchen!"


    At that moment, Hestia had just returned from the cellar, and upon seeing the vanished roof, her vision darkened instantly. She hastily dropped the two jars of wine she had been carrying and rushed into the kitchen, wailing.


    And through the thick smoke, her previously clean and tidy holy place was completely changed, scattered everywhere with big and small pits left by the explosion.


    Just as Hestia was overwhelmed with sorrow and anger, a hand suddenly stretched out from the rubble and fiercely grabbed her ankle.


    "Save, save me..."


    A creature, completely charred and dragging a pair of leaking wings, cried pitifully with tears in its eyes.


    "Circe? Who, who has done this to you?!"


    Under Hestia''s agitated questioning, Circe shakily lifted her hand and pointed towards the core area of the explosion.


    And as the lingering smoke cleared, a figure clad in blue-green battle armor, holding the Aegis Shield in one hand and propping her chin with the other, the Goddess of Wisdom gazed at the deep pit on the ground, her eyebrows furrowed in thought, murmuring to herself.


    "This shouldn''t be happening. My ratio and transformation formula were almost correct, so where did it go wrong?"


    Seeing this scene, Hestia instantly realized the situation and couldn''t help but feel a tingling in her scalp, timidly raising her hand in suggestion.


    "Ath, Athena, it''s just a meal, how about you take a break, and I take over?"


    "How could that be! Whenever I decide to do something, I must do it well!"


    Athena resolutely shook her head, her eyes twinkling with self-confidence and pride.


    "Moreover, I''ve faced much tougher situations. It''s just simple cooking, nothing I can''t handle!"


    While speaking, the Goddess of the Hearth traced lines of Hermes Script in the air with her fingers, rapidly filling the holes and restoring the scattered and shattered utensils and cookware to their original state.


    In just a moment, the kitchen that had been disfigured was restored to its former appearance.


    With the area successfully rebuilt, Athena nodded in satisfaction and then waved to Hestia at the door to instruct her.


    "Auntie, you guys go rest outside for now. I''ll take care of tonight''s meal for the guests," she said.


    Hestia originally wanted to speak up, but seeing Athena already flipping through the cookbook at the stove, reigniting the fire and preparing to begin her new cooking research, she unconsciously shrank her neck, pulling the half-dead Circe and quickly escaping the kitchen.


    As the two of them fled, they looked back at the kitchen that was flickering with bizarre glows of red, blue, cyan, and purple, occasionally emitting lightning, smoke, and sparks, their hearts secretly trembling with fear.


    They had only meant to teach him a light lesson, but now, why did it feel like they had unleashed something even more dangerous?


    ~~


    In the evening, as the Centaur Sage Chiron just stepped out of the Academy of Athens, a figure suddenly emerged from the bushes and caught him in the act.


    "Teacher Chiron, are you finished with work? Let''s go, let''s go eat!"


    Luo En, who had been scouting the area, eagerly grabbed Chiron''s arms and started walking towards the path leading to Hestia''s mansion.


    The urgent drive made Chiron a bit puzzled and hesitant.


    "Isn''t a home visit supposed to include Atalanta? She hasn''t come out yet, should we wait a bit more?"


    "Medusa apparently made plans with her to go somewhere else tonight, let''s go ahead, no need to wait," Luo En casually explained, then continued to pull Chiron along, pretending to be serious as he advised.


    "The dishes on the mountain are all ready, it would be a waste to let them cool down."


    With the conversation having reached this point, the gentle-natured Chiron couldn''t be too reserved and simply followed Luo En''s lead, heading towards the abode of the Goddess of the Hearth.


    Seeing that he had finally bamboozled the Centaur into boarding his ''pirate ship'', Luo En quietly breathed a sigh of relief.


    He had originally planned to bring Atalanta along to introduce his disciple to the goddesses and foster some good feelings.


    However, during his wait, the explosions from the mountain house went off one after another, each more intense than the last, causing Luo En''s heart to pound with alarm.


    This atmosphere was far from the mild discipline he had anticipated, it was more akin to a perilous journey through flaming mountains and narrow escapes from death.


    For safety''s sake, it was best to let Little Medusa take Atalanta away early.


    Adult matters, children should stay out of it.


    Right, Teacher Chiron?


    Luo En muttered quietly to himself, warmly hooking his arm around the neck of the nearby Centaur Sage and carefully stepping over the cracked steps, gently pushing open the door of Hestia''s mansion.


    "I''m back!"


    "Good! Good that you''re back!"


    "Quick, quick, come in!"


    Two excited voices came from inside the house as Hestia and Circe leaped out from a corner, their faces beaming with radiant smiles, eager to usher Luo En into the house without any intention of interrogating him.

 Chapter 339 238

    Something''s off...


    Luo En quietly stepped back and pushed the Centaur Sage beside him to the front.


    "I''ve also brought Teacher Ma as a guest, he''s been a great help today."


    "No problem! Everyone is welcome!"


    "Together, together!"


    Hestia and Circe didn''t raise any objections, promptly dragging Chiron at the front into the house.


    Although Luo En always felt that something was amiss, seeing the unharmed Teacher Ma who braved the thunderstorms ahead, he relaxed a bit and followed cautiously inside.


    Once inside, the bright glow of the hearthfire danced in the stove, with the rich aroma of food striking the nose.


    "Did you make all these?"


    Luo En eyed the lavish spread of dishes on the table, his expression dubious.


    Upon hearing the question, Hestia and Circe caught their breath, their eyes flicking toward the kitchen involuntarily.


    "Yes, in preparation for tonight''s banquet, from selecting ingredients to cooking, we did everything with our own hands."


    From the kitchen, Athena, apron-clad, emerged carrying a pot of mushroom soup, and declared with significant pride.


    Hestia and Circe on either side nodded rapidly like pecking hens, and hastily pulled out chairs, pushing the two banquet attendees onto the seats as they eagerly offered utensils.


    "Come on, eat, eat! Don''t be shy!"


    Watching such an enthusiastically harmonious scene, and observing the extra cook for the day, Luo En quietly placed his fork back down.


    However, seeing this, Athena pulled out a chair beside Luo En, tenderly thrust the fork back into his hand, and urged him onward with a beaming smile.


    "Having wandered outside for so long, it''s rare for you to come back, why be formal?"


    "I''ve been dining and sleeping rough recently, not much of an appetite."


    Luo En forced a slight smile on his somewhat stiff face, again placing the fork on the edge of his plate, and then turned a confused look to Hestia and Circe trying to make themselves less conspicuous in the corner.


    "What are you standing for? Take a seat as well, after the hard work of preparing the meal, you should be the first to taste it; with my elders and Chief God present, it''s not right for me to touch the utensils first."


    With that, he righteously pulled his Chief God and teacher to the dining table, pressed them to sit, and thoughtfully prepared utensils for each of them.


    Suddenly forced into the fray, Hestia and Circe glared furiously at a certain disrespectful rogue.


    Well done, Luo En, you''ve made us suffer!


    "It''s just a simple meal, what''s there to refuse?"


    As no one touched the dishes on the table, Athena''s amethyst-like eyes narrowed slightly, her eyebrows arching as she teased with a light laugh.


    "Don''t worry, there''s no poison in the food, it''s all made by us,"


    That''s exactly what I''m afraid of!


    Luo En maintained a calm facade, but inside he was screaming in panic.


    If the other side were truly insane enough to poison it, he''d have a good excuse to make an escape and follow Chiron to get their stomachs pumped.


    But if they had made the "dinner with love" wholeheartedly, that was a different matter entirely.


    Making a meal that blows up the kitchen seventeen or eighteen times, who knows what they''ve put in there?


    It couldn''t be that the dishes they made were explosively delicious, could it?


    And besides, Hestia and Circe, that''s not so bad; at least they still know how to cook.


    Athena cooking, what''s that about? She''s more skilled in slashing people than slicing vegetables, isn''t she?


    Now even Hestia and Circe seemed to avoid the things on the table like the plague, didn''t that further prove that something awful must be lurking within these seemingly sumptuous meals?


    Seeing the mood become somewhat somber, Athena''s face grew increasingly dark, and as Luo En squeezed out a smile, he quickly forked a meat pie, and transferred it onto Chiron''s plate.


    "Teacher Ma, thanks for your help today; have a taste and see how you like these dishes."


    "Oh, thank you,"


    The ever-obliging old soul thanked him continuously, lifting a meat pie from his plate into his mouth.


    Then under the expectant, sympathetic, or curious gazes of those around, the Centaur Sage''s hand trembled, the fork in his grasp clinking onto the plate, his pupils unfocused and hollow, rigidly sitting in the chair like a soulless automaton, going into a system crash.


    Luo En waved his arms in front of Chiron, concern raising the pitch of his voice.


    "Teacher Ma, Teacher Ma, how are you? Don''t scare me!"


    Finally, Chiron, his eyes gradually refocusing, mumbled.


    "I... I think I saw Asclepius standing across a river, waving at me..."


    "..."


    The three silent individuals glanced at the crispy, golden meat pies on the table and cast a forlorn look toward a certain Goddess of Wisdom across from them.


    Athena avoided the gazes of Hestia, Circe, and Luo En and, with a light cough, moved a plate of green vegetables to where the meat pies had been.


    "Perhaps, Chiron prefers vegetarian food," she suggested.


    "Oh, let me try..."


    Chiron mechanically lifted his hand, like a puppet on strings obeying a command, and carried two slices of vegetables into his mouth.


    In an instant, the Centaur sage shivered as if electrocuted, his gaze growing even more dazed.


    "Strange, strange, Asclepius said he wasn''t there, told me to go back... bang!"


    Before he could finish, Chiron could no longer hold himself up. His eyes darkened, and he plunged face-first into the dinner plate.


    "Hiss~~"


    Seeing this, Hestia and Circe both gasped, their looks towards Athena filled with horror.


    To be so bewildered after just one bite that he could see the Styx and departed souls, and to be completely undone after two... Good god, was this dish food or poison?


    Even poison isn''t this potent!


    If memory serves me right, Chiron possesses the immortality of a deity.


    In the future, Hercules, chasing after a Centaur bandit, accidentally wounded his teacher Chiron with the same invincible arrows once given to him by his mentor. That arrow, soaked in Hydra blood, passed through the body of a Centaur bandit and struck Chiron in the throat.


    But because of his immortality, Chiron managed to withstand the Hydra poison that had killed countless Greek heroes and remained sprightly for quite some time after.


    It wasn''t until he could no longer endure the pain brought on by the poison that he voluntarily gave up his immortality and finally lay down for good.


    He could withstand the venom of the Hydra, but was brought down by two bites of vegetables?


    Luo En, observing the unresponsive teacher beside him and breaking out in a cold sweat, quickly feigned concern and helped him up.


    "Teacher, hold on, I''ll get you treatment right away!"


    "Let us help too!"


    Hestia and Circe stood up in unison, ready to help with all the warmth of an ancient chivalry.


    However, before the trio could carry Chiron out of this cursed place, Athena immediately slapped her hand on the table.


    "Bang!"


    With a dull noise, golden patterns spread out, and the Centaur who had plunged into the dinner plate jerked upright, sitting rigidly and staring around blankly.


    "What, what happened to me?"


    "A home visit," Athena responded with a smile, her gaze warm.


    "And then?"


    Luo En murmured softly, trying to awaken the teacher''s memories.


    "Right, we were eating!"


    Chiron nodded earnestly and immediately grabbed a fork to pick up some green vegetables and shoved them back into his mouth.


    "Bang!"


    Moments later, the Centaur sage who had woken up for just three seconds once again toppled into the dinner plate.


    "It''s probably because he''s full and wants to sleep. We''d better not disturb Teacher Chiron for now,"


    Athena explained smilingly and then looked at the three survivors with anticipation.


    "Come on, you guys should all try today''s dishes too."


    "..."


    The three were silent as the grave, chills running through their hearts as they moved their chairs backwards.


    Seeing the others so uncooperative, the Goddess of Wisdom felt her face could not maintain composure.


    "Fine, fine, if no one wants to eat, then don''t even think about..."


    "What''s that delightful smell? What flavor is it?"


    "Eating delicious food without telling us!"


    Just as Athena was on the verge of losing her temper, two young amethyst-haired spirits stopped in the hallway, pushed open the door, and peered resentfully into the room.

 Chapter 340 239: Its Your Fault Im Hard

    At this moment, everyone heard a noise and simultaneously turned their heads, their gazes strangely fixing on the door.


    Due to their serpent-like instinct to foresee danger, Euryale and Stheno instinctively drew their heads back, preparing to shut up and slip away.


    However, a gust of wind swept through the room, and Luo En, who had activated the Authority of the Goat, pulled the two female demons who were passing by into the room with the speed of lightning and greeted them warmly.


    "Stheno, Euryale? Long time no see! Come, come, don''t rush off, let''s have a meal together first!"


    During this exchange, the smile on someone''s face was so radiant it was almost distorted, and with hands like iron clamps, he courteously pulled the two Gorgon demons to the table and forced them to sit down, beginning to host them warmly.


    "Come, come, looking at both of you, you''ve been starving lately. Eat more and replenish your bodies."


    Shortly after, two plates piled up like small mountains with dishes were pushed in front of the two Gorgon demons.


    Apart from the meat pies and vegetables that Chiron had tried earlier, the remaining dozens of new dishes could mostly be found on their plates.


    Hestia and Circe, next door, kept their eyes low and hearts detached, like statues, as if they had seen nothing of the person''s actions.


    It couldn''t be helped. The immortal teacher had already fallen, and someone had to pick up the burden to continue for everyone, right?


    Anyway, with the live example of the old horse, they absolutely wouldn''t touch their forks until the dishes on the table had been thoroughly tested for poison.


    At this moment, the two Gorgon demons dragged into the room faintly sensed the subtle atmosphere at the table and immediately looked suspicious.


    "You''re not eating? Then good, since I''ve already treated, let''s write off the last incident!"


    Seeing this, Luo En was overjoyed. He moved the two plates towards himself as if afraid they would change their minds, and a sly smile appeared on his face.


    "Coming back this time, to bump into such a lavish welcome dinner, I won''t be polite then."


    "Want to eat? Dream on! Hand it over!"


    Unable to sit still, Euryale snatched her own plate and glared at Luo En beside her.


    This jerk had caused trouble and then ran away first, leaving them behind. After several months of gallivanting about without losing a single hair, they ended up getting whipped by an angry Hestia and Athena in turns.


    During that time, their butts never stopped swelling, and they almost always slept face down.


    Why should we get beaten up while he''s fine? And he even gets good food as soon as he comes back!


    At this moment, Luo En, also feeling wronged, complained with a pout.


    "Isn''t there more on the table? Why snatch mine?"


    Saying this, he reached forward, trying to take back his own plate.


    "I''m snatching exactly from you, what can you do about it? Meh meh meh meh~"


    Seeing this, Euryale, sticking out her tongue and pulling a face, then in front of the victim, grabbed the plate and showed off the monstrous trait of serpents by opening her mouth wide and dumping the entire contents of the plate into her mouth.


    "No, no, stop!"


    Hearing the somewhat discordant cries, Euryale felt smug and immediately swallowed all the dishes in one gulp, ending Luo En''s hopes of snatching them back.


    Luo En stopped in his tracks, his gaze filled with horror as he looked at Euryale.


    "You, you ate it all?"


    "That''s right, I''m not giving you any!"


    Euryale''s face revealed a smug smile, as one hand dropped to her eyelid, ready to make another mocking face.


    However, Luo En looked deeply distressed and bowed solemnly.


    "Warrior, farewell..."


    "?"


    Euryale, looking utterly confused, was just about to speak when she suddenly realized she couldn''t open her mouth, and her whole body stiffened, her consciousness being dragged into endless darkness.


    "Thud!"


    Accompanied by a dull thud, the solid wood chair shattered, and Euryale, who fell stiffly, deeply crashed into the floor, motionless.


    Luo En carefully poked her, discovering that from head to toe, she was stiff as if struck by a petrification curse.


    Then, he picked up the plate from the ground, sniffed the remaining food, glanced at the exquisite arrangement on the table, and then looked gloomily at the Goddess of Wisdom across the table.


    "You didn''t add a solidifying agent in there, did you?"


    "Did I? Cough, maybe, just a bit of ingredient."


    Athena sipped some fruit wine and responded nonchalantly.


    Ingredient? Who uses alchemy ingredients in cooking instead of sauces and spices?


    "Normal, normal."


    While Luo En inwardly panicked, he verbally agreed non-committally and skillfully stuffed the now solidified Euryale under the table.


    As the tablecloth flipped up for a moment, Stheno suddenly saw another Centaur Sage lying dead under the table.


    Seeing the haphazard pose, it''s likely he was shoved under the table when they opened the door.


    "I suddenly remembered there''s an urgent matter back home! I''ll take my leave, don''t want to disturb!"


    Stheno abruptly stood up, turning and dashing towards the door, trying to escape this dreadful den.


    However, an iron-clamp-like hand was already prepared on her shoulder, pulling her back and "kindly" persuading her.


    "What''s the rush, it''s rare for us to gather. Let''s eat first, this food is the handiwork of your Chief Goddess Athena, and it''s bad to waste food."


    Stheno squeezed out a stiff smile on her face, hastily making excuses.

 Chapter 341 239 Im Hard, Its Your Fault_2

    "I, I''m not hungry, it''s said to be a welcoming feast for you, it would be inappropriate for me to ruin it, you should eat..."


    "Perfectly appropriate, why be polite in your own home?"


    "I''ve been dieting recently, I''ve lost my appetite."


    "At your young age, why diet? I haven''t seen you for so long, and look, you barely have any flesh on your bones."


    The plates on the table were pushed and pulled back and forth while the hands on them, one large and one small, bulged with veins and creaked with bones.


    "That''s... not...!"


    "Absolutely... is...!"


    The two seated smiled at each other, the words squeezing out from between their teeth, their faces contorted with strain because they were speaking so forcefully.


    In the Gorgon sisters, Stheno, meaning ''Lady of Strength,'' was the smallest in size but possessed the strongest arm strength, while Luo En, invoking the ''Bull,'' was not far behind in terms of power.


    At this moment, in front of the dining table, both parties were wrestling like deadly enemies on the battlefield, eager to cram the plate full of delicious food into each other''s mouths.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, a feminine hand could no longer bear it and slapped the table, interrupting the scene of mutual courtesy between them.


    Athena looked around with dissatisfaction.


    "What, too scared to eat?"


    "No, no!"


    "Absolutely not!"


    Luo En and Stheno sat upright, shaking their heads in unison, their hands, one large and one small, quietly pushing their plates away.


    As the forces met, the plate spun faster, sliding to a stop between Hestia and Circe.


    You two...!


    Previously trying to keep a low profile, Hestia and Circe, even lying down, seemed to get hit by an arrow and glared angrily at the two culprits across from them.


    "It''s just a meal, I didn''t poison it, what''s wrong with eating a bit?"


    Seeing the guests avoid her dish as if it were venomous, an indignant Athena stood up.


    "Watch, I''ll taste it for you!"


    Frustrated, the Goddess of Wisdom grabbed a fork from the table, skewered a piece of cooked beef, and chewed on it to prove her innocence and that the food was harmless.


    Seeing this, Hestia and Luo En were startled and wanted to stop her, but it was already too late.


    As Athena chewed the pork, her expression froze as if time had stopped.


    Hestia and Luo En instinctively held their breath and asked cautiously.


    "How is it?"


    "Are you okay?"


    Hearing the voices by her ear, Athena snapped back to reality, glanced at the apprehensive duo, and scoffed.


    "It''s just a bite of food, how could anything be wrong with me?"


    Luo En coughed dryly, his gaze drifting.


    "And the taste?"


    "Taste?"


    Athena wiped her mouth with a napkin, her Adam''s apple shifted quietly, and then she hummed lightly.


    "What taste can home cooking have? Not salty, not bland, just right!"


    That''s great, that''s great!


    Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief at the sight.


    It seems there are a few edible dishes among the many.


    Seeing her niece possibly having a bit of culinary talent, Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth, couldn''t help but feel relieved and praised.


    "Athena, you''ve learned to cook so quickly? Not bad at all!"


    "Yes, it looks quite good, and the smell is top-notch!"


    Circe chimed in from the side and then caught Hestia''s eye, both preparing to sample some of the cooked beef from the plate as a gesture.


    However, just as Hestia raised her fork to put the beef into her mouth, a foot suddenly kicked her leg hard under the table, causing the beef to slide off the fork onto her small plate.


    Look that way...


    In the silent communication, Hestia read the meaning in the opposite gaze and immediately followed Luo En''s direction, glancing towards the garbage bin.


    Suddenly, she noticed that the napkin previously discarded was bulging, seemingly hiding something.


    The Goddess of the Hearth suddenly realized her blunder, her body shuddering, and she quickly put down her fork and sat up straight.


    By this time, Circe had already stuffed the forkful of cooked beef into her mouth.


    "This beef..."


    To fully savor the dish''s flavor and texture and provide a professional and objective evaluation, Circe even closed her eyes, completely unaware of the secretive actions of Hestia and Luo En.


    Chewing... hmm... very fresh...


    Chewing again... hmm... very chewy...


    Continuing to chew... very elastic...


    Finally chewing... what the hell!


    The texture was so rough it felt like gnawing on a shoe sole, and no matter how hard she bit, it wouldn''t break apart!


    Could it have been filled with some kind of adhesive?


    Circe realized something was amiss and wanted to spit it out to spare herself the agony.


    However, a faint gaze was cast her way, and the Great Witch, feeling intimidated, could only swallow the tears along with the "delicious" piece of cooked beef and offer insincere praise.


    "The taste is good, chewy, and delicious!"


    "If it''s delicious, have some more!"


    At that moment, the ever-dutiful disciple immediately stood up and scraped all the cooked beef on the table onto the plate in front of Circe.


    In doing so, he also snatched the piece of cooked beef that had earlier fallen onto Hestia''s small plate.


    Beastly!


    Looking at her utterly rebellious good disciple and the little mountain of cooked beef piling up before her, along with a large heap of unspeakable, unidentified food below it, Circe shivered, her voice breaking as she silently set down her fork and squeezed a smile onto her face, rising from her seat.


    "You guys go ahead, I need to..."


    But two hands, one in front and one behind, pulled her back into her seat, cutting off her speech.


    "What''s the rush, eat your meal first."


    Luo En smiled radiantly, while Hestia guiltily lowered her head beside him.


    Dastardly couple!


    Realizing she was being grilled over a fire, Circe deeply regretted her careless words.


    However, as a hand lightly brushed against her back, vaguely moving its index finger, Circe immediately understood and, steeling her heart, forked a meat patty into her mouth. After chewing for a moment, her face turned pale, and she grabbed Hestia''s arm, crying in agony.


    "Help, help me..."


    "Circe! What''s wrong with you? Don''t let anything happen to you!"


    Hestia immediately scooped up her close friend, looking scared and anxious, and hurried towards the door.


    At that moment, the instigator of all this, Luo En, also conveniently dragged the unconscious Chiron out from under the table.


    "Mr. Horse, hang in there!"


    Each supporting a teammate, they rushed to escape.


    But just as Hestia and Circe had stepped through the doorway, a golden ribbon of light shot up from the ground, blocking Luo En''s path.


    "The banquet isn''t over yet, why the rush to leave?"


    Hearing the somber mutter from behind, Luo En reluctantly turned around to face the mocking smile of Athena at the table, feeling utterly dejected and extinguishing the last flicker of hope he had.


    Clearly, she was targeting him.


    The same excuse could get Hestia out early, but not him.


    Unless Athena declared the banquet over, or someone finished off the table of dishes.


    In thought, Luo En maliciously glanced toward another Gorgon at the table.


    Instantly, Stheno realized what was happening and, squeezing a look of tragic panic on her face, started dragging her rigid sister under the table toward the door.


    "Euryale, don''t scare me, I''m taking you to get treated right now!"


    "Leave it to me!"


    Meanwhile, a figure of "warm-hearted tradition" stepped forward, took Euryale in his arms along with Chiron, and threw them both outside.


    The two unlucky tasters were indeed thrown successfully beyond the doorway, landing in front of Hestia.


    "They''re just too full, need some sleep, one person can take care of them."


    With a beaming smile, Luo En held back Stheno, who was attempting to flee, pulling her back to the table.


    Just die already, why drag me down with you, lowest of the low!


    Seeing no escape, Stheno was so angry she itched to jump on him and bite the despicable man to death.

 Chapter 342 240 Athena, Im Going Down with You! (7.5k per day, asking for votes)

    However, as soon as Stheno opened her mouth, a mountainous pile of dishes was pushed in front of her.


    "Come on, don''t be shy, eat more."


    Seeing the colorful heap of dishes in front of her, Stheno couldn''t help but shiver.


    Seeing the Gorgon Demon''s resistant demeanor, Luo En immediately slammed the table and stood up angrily.


    "Eat! Why aren''t you eating? Are you despising the dishes made by Lady Athena?"


    Hearing the obvious attempt to shift trouble and sow discord, Athena looked at a certain expert in shifting blame with a smile that wasn''t quite a smile.


    "If she isn''t eating, why don''t you eat it then?"


    "Ah, right, right, right!"


    Seeing her Chief God coming to her aid, Stheno was overjoyed and quickly opened her mouth to agree.


    But in the blink of an eye, as soon as Stheno opened her mouth, Luo En grabbed the Gorgon Demon''s chin, dislocated her jaw, picked up a plate from the table, and with lightning-fast speed, stuffed a full plate of food directly into her mouth.


    Oof!


    In an instant, the surprised Stheno''s eyes bulged, her face contorted, and she flailed excitedly, yet was unable to speak, only managing to emit unintelligible sounds.


    "You look so thrilled; it seems like Lady Athena''s dishes are really to your taste. Don''t worry, no one''s competing with you, I''ll make sure you''re full today."


    As Luo En spoke, he rapidly stuffed dish after dish from the table into Stheno''s mouth.


    It is widely known that pythons can swallow prey several times their size, partly because they have a special digestive system which allows them to eat a full meal and then go for days or even weeks without needing food or drink, and partly because a snake''s mouth can open up to 130 to 180 degrees, easily allowing them to swallow large volumes of prey.


    At that moment, Luo En was pulling at Stheno''s mouth as if he had caught a huge snake skin bag, frantically stuffing it with all sorts of dishes from the table.


    Theoretically, as long as someone finished the dishes, they wouldn''t have to suffer anymore.


    This kind of multiple-choice question didn''t even need thinking; the answer was obviously every man for himself.


    As Luo En pondered, he quickened the pace of feeding Stheno, trying to clear the table of "delicacies" before the Gorgon Demon passed out.


    However, the dishes prepared by the Goddess of Wisdom were extraordinary, and Stheno could only hold on for a moment before her eyes rolled back, and she fainted stiffly, becoming as rigid as her younger sister Euryale.


    Luo En glanced at the table, where about a third of the dishes still remained, and regretfully let go of Stheno, inwardly astonished.


    If he remembered correctly, both Euryale and Stheno had immortality and, because they were Gorgon Demons, also had high poison resistance...


    A demigod, three deities with immortality, all brought low.


    This showed just how outrageous the dishes Athena had prepared were.


    Fortunately, through Chiron and Circe testing for poison, along with the consumption by Stheno and Euryale, the most dangerous and troublesome dishes on the table had almost all been cleared.


    The remaining dishes were either somewhat edible or hadn''t been touched by anyone yet.


    At this moment, the composed Goddess of Wisdom smiled and revealed her ultimate intention.


    "They all had their share, isn''t it your turn now? After all, this feast is in your honor."


    All this preparation was just to teach this guy a lesson; after everything that had happened, there was no way he could be let off.


    "That''s true, but since this is a home feast, how could I enjoy it alone, we should eat together"


    Luo En nodded sincerely, then took the lead and served a portion to Athena, passing it to her with ill intent.


    "It''s impossible that you cooked it yourself just to watch others eat, right?"


    Watching the towering heap of dishes on her plate, Athena couldn''t help but twitch her eyelid.


    To eat together, is clearly a tactic of mutual destruction.


    Noticing the subtle change of expression on the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En smirked playfully.


    "What, you don''t dare to eat your own cooking?"


    Immediately, Luo En changed his tone and took the initiative to pave the way for reconciliation between them.


    "How about this, since we''ve already eaten quite a bit and everyone is pleased, why don''t we call it a day?"


    However, hearing the slight pleasure of escaping punishment mixed with veiled sarcasm in that speech, the Goddess of Wisdom''s face grew cold, and she suddenly looked up, revealing a chilling smile.


    "Sure, let''s eat together. I''ll join you."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s smile instantly froze, as he looked in astonishment at Athena, who was now wearing a gentle smile.


    You are willing to take such damage even if it kills a thousand enemies and self-harms eight hundred? Aren''t you the Goddess of Wisdom? You''re stepping into such an obvious trap?!


    However, before Luo En could think further, Athena had already picked up a piece of cooked beef and chewed it, while offering Luo En a similarly sizable piece.


    "Go ahead, eat, don''t be shy!"


    Hearing the words squeezed through clenched teeth, Luo En''s scalp tingled, and he could only freeze a smile and pick up his cutlery to join the feast.


    For a time, the scene went silent, the two individuals at the table puffed up their cheeks, repeatedly chewing the cooked beef made from an unknown amount of adhesives.


    Perhaps worrying about ruining the shape of the dish, Athena also used other solidifying methods, leaving them with sore jawbones and barely tearing the two pieces of beef in their mouths.


    The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward, the two staring at each other like a pair of stunned hamsters.


    "Gurgle~"


    Sighing in resignation, they could only tilt their heads back to swallow the beef whole and shift their gaze elsewhere.


    "Shall we change the dish?"


    "Okay!"


    With a tacit agreement reached, Luo En, knowing there was no escape, resignedly picked up his utensils to begin "enjoying" the tormenting banquet.


    But he had only taken a few bites when he stopped, pointing to a plate of stir-fried vegetable hearts that were exquisitely arranged, yet nearly impossible to tear apart.


    "Solidifying agent?"


    "No, modeling magic."


    "How can this fish still be alive after being boiled so long? Aren''t you going to do something about it?"


    "Don''t you want to eat fish for its freshness? To keep it alive through the high temperatures of boiling water, I specifically fed it a preservative magic potion."


    "Why does this dish taste so strange?"


    "Not enough salt; I restored some using alchemy..."


    Athena glanced over each dish on the table, calmly introducing her masterpieces.


    Well, very good, good-looking, good-smelling, and beautifully arranged.


    Aside from seemingly being inedible, there appeared to be no other problems.


    Of course, this issue was also being diligently overcome by the two deities.


    Athena and Luo En glared at each other, stabbing and trying each dish one by one.


    A moment later, Luo En looked up in surprise, his face filled with astonishment as he glanced across.


    "You seem to be glowing..."


    Athena, her eyes cast down, gazed at her abdomen glowing with red and blue light, calmly channeling magical power to protect her stomach.


    "It''s just an elemental reaction, nothing to make a fuss about..."


    Elemental conversion and reaction are common phenomena in alchemy, aiming to transform decay into wonder.


    After a culinary disaster, a certain Goddess of Wisdom, to salvage her dignity, applied alchemy to the charred food, restoring and fabricating a perfectly appetizing appearance.


    "Also, you seem to be glowing too."


    Upon hearing these softly pondered words, Luo En stiffened and looked down.


    "Boom!"


    Suddenly, a thunderous boom erupted in the living room, creating a visible wave of air.


    The victim, hands trembling as he clung to the table, had wisps of green smoke rising from his orifices. His brain felt like it was being thoroughly shaken, to the point where he could even faintly hear the sound of the ocean.


    Fine, fine, serve me food with added elements that react, is this how you want to play?


    Luo En grew angry, hastened his eating pace, and unapologetically served Athena the same food in return.


    Even more, to maximize the damage and end this battle swiftly, he employed a restoration spell while serving the food to alter the magical properties contained within it, reconfiguring the elemental reaction.


    Similarly, Athena, not to be outdone, played with alchemic spells in various ways, causing all sorts of ingredients to wreak havoc in Luo En''s stomach.


    After several rounds of secretly suffering damage, the two glared angrily at each other, each serving food to the other even more "warmly", starting a crazy torment of each other.


    Gradually, both began to sweat, their stomachs churning tumultuously, and they continuously operated spells and abilities related to "healing", "resistance", and "protection", their expressions growing increasingly fierce.


    "You''re sweating so much, it must be hard, right?"


    "Aren''t you the same?"


    "How about we take a break? We can eat later?"


    "Scared?" Athena scoffed disdainfully, chewing on a piece of vegetable as if it were someone, then washing it down with nectar.


    "Are you kidding, I''m not afraid?" Seeing that she had no intention of calling a truce, Luo En defiantly took a sip of nectar and launched another counterattack.


    Finally, under their mutual torment, this brutally inhumane dinner finally drew to a close.


    Athena and Luo En breathed heavily, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, relieved to have stopped this self-inflicted torture.


    With their stomachs and intestines bloated and buzzing, their internal magic circulating, and a warm current building up, they felt a sense of laziness.


    Luo En and Athena glanced at the kitchen where a pot of chicken soup was still stewing, tacitly giving up on continuing their face-off. They sipped on nectar while casually chatting about other topics, quietly waiting for their stomachs to digest everything.


    However, the more they drank, the hotter they felt, and the drier their mouths became, as if a fire were flowing through their veins, and countless ants were crawling and nibbling on their bodies.


    Luo En lifted the wine jar and scrutinized it for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed.


    "This wine..."


    "My aunt sent it, said it was specially brought out from the cellar to entertain you."


    "To entertain me?"


    "..."


    Since no feast is a good feast, how could the wine be any good?


    And this feeling of the drug, it seems familiar.


    It felt like...


    Athena and Luo En exchanged a look, their expressions drastically changing as the atmosphere between them turned intensely hot and eerie.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain.


    Circe, who should have been unconscious, was leaning on a small tree, vomiting profusely, retching for a while before finally spitting out the food stuck in her throat.


    "Next time, no matter what, I can''t let Athena into the kitchen!"


    "Yeah, yeah!"


    Hestia nodded repeatedly, fully agreeing.


    Her niece was too terrifying. Other people''s cooking might waste money and materials, but hers was life-threatening.


    While bitterly complaining in her mind, Hestia unhooked a wine flask from her waist and handed it to her friend.


    "Here, have a drink to rinse your mouth."


    Just as Circe was about to take a sip, she seemed to remember something, quickly setting down the flask and cautiously asked.


    "You didn''t add anything to this flask, did you?"


    "No, just two jugs, all set on the table."


    "That''s good, that''s good."


    Reassured by her friend''s promise, Circe finally relaxed and rinsed her mouth with nectar.


    Then, unable to contain her curiosity, she quietly moved closer to ask.


    "So, what did you put in the wine?"


    "Nothing much, just a bit of my flame authority and some herbs with special effects. Drinking too much can cause your blood to surge, heat and thirst, and itchy skin."


    Hestia casually waved her hand, responding airily.


    Circe, hearing this, couldn''t help but feel a bit disappointed.


    "That''s it?"


    What else?"


    Hestia scratched her head and rolled her eyes at her friend.


    "He''s my nephew, and the others at the table are either acquaintances or relatives. I couldn''t really poison them, could I?"


    Not poison, but you could have turned him into a pig!


    Just as Circe was about to share her fanciful idea with her friend, two streaks of light shot across the sky, rapidly falling toward the valley of War God Mountain.


    "Splash!"


    The clear sound of water splashing came from afar, causing Hestia and Circe to look at each other in bewilderment.


    "They seem like..."


    "... jumped into the lake?"

 Chapter 343 241 Filthy Chaos at War God Mountain

    The next night at Hestia''s residence.


    The Goddess of the Hearth looked at her subordinate deity on the bed, who was almost wrapped up like a mummy, her face a mix of helplessness and sympathy.


    "Why did you bother her if you said you were fine? Forcing her to finish the meal was one thing, but dragging her into the lake in the middle of the night..."


    "I didn''t want to..."


    Luo En felt deeply wronged upon hearing this and looked at his chief deity with a mournful expression.


    "You let her into the kitchen, she asked for the bet, you added the magic potion, and I kindly covered for you guys, taking on everything alone."


    Upon hearing this nearly tearful accusation, Hestia guiltily averted her gaze and muttered softly.


    "It was just a little herb that causes itching and boosts blood circulation..."


    "Which is why she beat me up like this!"


    Luo En waved his arms, which were wrapped tightly, his face full of grief and indignation.


    Not long ago, there had been an incident with small pink bottles, and now the drinks at the banquet seemed to have similar effects. Both Luo En and Athena instinctively thought there were remnants of a "Love Potion" inside.


    Thus, he chose to jump into the lake with Athena to suppress the restless heat inside their bodies and to look for calming magic potions in the small black house of the Medicine God at the foot of the mountain.


    However, when Hestia and Circe arrived, they realized it had just been a small prank.


    New grudges paired with old resentment, a completely drenched Athena lost control, grinding her teeth, she chased Luo En halfway up the mountain, furiously beating him before she finally left him be.


    Afterward, it was still Hestia and Circe who pulled him out of the deep pit and cared for him at home.


    "The potion was my doing, but if she was upset, she should have come to me; why did she beat you up like this?"


    Finally, unable to withstand her conscience and her subordinate deity''s stare, Hestia put on a righteous indignation act, intending to defend her subordinate deity.


    However, as soon as she said this, Luo En''s face darkened even more, and he spoke somberly.


    "She said you''re the chief deity. If the chief deity made a mistake, it must be the subordinate deity''s fault for not advising and guiding properly. Moreover, how could a niece scold her aunt? So, after much deliberation, of course, it''s me who gets beaten..."


    "..."


    Listening to this mournful answer, Hestia suddenly lost her fire, her gaze on her subordinate deity filled with intense guilt and shame.


    Seeing the atmosphere was ripe, Luo En made his most crucial plea and accusation.


    "So, you understand now, right? Last time wasn''t my fault, I was just a victim who wasn''t really trying to take advantage of anyone with that magic potion."


    "Yes, absolutely! It was all those two little devils'' fault!"


    Hestia nodded vigorously, believing this without a doubt. Her guilty gaze swept over her upright and reliable subordinate deity, who had shielded and taken the blame for her, filling her with even more compassion.


    "You''ve suffered..."


    "Forget it, Athena wasn''t wrong either. After all, I am your subordinate deity. Some things I indeed should endure on your behalf."


    Luo En waved his hand, appearing helpless yet willing.


    Hestia felt a warmth at first, but then became increasingly angry, promptly slammed the table, and stood up.


    "No, we can''t just let this go!"


    The instigator, his eyes shimmering deeply in the gloom, brimmed with faint anticipation and pleasure.


    Yes indeed, you''ve got to stiffen up and take revenge for me!


    "So, you want to..."


    "She bullied my subordinate deity, so I will bully her subordinate deity!"


    At this moment, Hestia placed her hands on her hips, straightened up, and made her declaration.


    "Was it those two little devils who framed you, right? Wait, I''m going to sort them out and take revenge for you!"


    Saying this, the Goddess of the Hearth skillfully summoned a black glowing whip and stormed out with a fierce aura.


    A few steps later, the figure of the chief deity, along with the glowing whip in her hand, swiftly vanished into the thick night.


    Hestia, you''ve gone naughty...


    Luo En watched his chief deity, who had taken the chance to run away, and shook his head. He then sat up from the bed, skillfully unwrapped the bandages cocooned around his whole body, and comfortably stretched his slightly numb limbs.


    At this moment, other than a few red patches, there were no signs of injury on his body.


    After all, with the "Crown" providing the powers of "Life" and "Healing," he had long possessed amazing self-healing abilities.


    And Athena couldn''t have actually intended to kill him; the injuries on his body, although looking severe, were nowhere near bone-crushing.


    Just a slight channeling of the "Crown''s" powers, and he was already mostly healed.


    The reason he had lain in bed for most of the day, presenting a pitiful sight, was of course to gain Hestia''s sympathy and stir her guilt, ensuring a smooth resolve for himself.


    Of course, the effect was clear.


    Hestia had already completely seen him as a victim in last time''s incident and no longer pursued the issue of him deceiving so many goddesses into coming to the mountain. He didn''t have to worry much about being held accountable in the future.


    Well, having cleared things with both Athena and Hestia, there shouldn''t be much trouble left at War God Mountain, and he could peacefully proceed with his next plan.


    Just as Luo En was sorting out his thoughts and preparing to leave, the door was quietly pushed open.


    One figure after another entered under the cover of night, quickly filling up nearly the entire space of the bedroom.


    "Are you all right? That''s wonderful!"


    The crisp and cheerful voice, like that of a oriole singing, belonged to Euterpe, the Muse of lyric poetry and solo song, who approached the bed excitedly with a basket of fruit in hand.


    Behind her, the other eight Muses also gathered around, each holding various gifts of consolation.


    "Shh, you all saw nothing. I don''t want Athena to find out and have me beaten up again."


    Seeing so many people entering the room, Luo En quickly made a silencing gesture and whispered a warning.


    As they drew closer, the Muses scrutinized Luo En, who was dressed only in shorts, their gazes heating up as they fell on his well-proportioned and aesthetically pleasing muscular contours.


    Having not seen him for a while, this god seemed even more charming than before.


    Keeping a secret was possible, but...


    The nine goddesses licked their moist cherry lips, like a pack of wolves eyeing a piece of meat, their eyes gradually flashing with an eager impulse.


    Seeing the sultry looks across from him, Luo En immediately understood that he was not getting away any time soon.


    ~~


    "Boom!"


    Days later, accompanied by a violent roar, a figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and crashed heavily into the wilderness outside the City of Athens.


    Amidst the swirling dust, Luo En staggered out of the deep pit, looking gloomily towards War God Mountain.


    Well, he had been thrown out of War God Mountain.


    The reason was, he had led astray the customs there.


    Because during the days he was "bedridden and recuperating," the nine Muses almost nightly took advantage of the darkness to "visit" him.


    Sometimes in groups of three, sometimes in pairs, sometimes seven, or all at once, each night they played out a scenario of a night-shift infirmary.


    Because it was too outrageous and frequent, their clandestine actions even got Medusa to catch them in the act.


    Thus, the Gorgon quite readily struck a deal with the nine Muses, acquiring half-ownership of someone.


    Later on, hearing about this, Euryale and Stheno, enamored by the rumor, joined in as well.


    In their view, this was a joyful act of bullying by many against one, and they wanted in on the action.


    Also, such pleasures seemingly offered quite the delightful relief, turning both young gorgons positively gleeful.


    But with so many congregating for silvery parties, the goddesses up on War God Mountain were not blind, and sooner or later, it was bound to come out.


    Therefore, a few days later, Luo En, deemed the root of all evil, was grimly thrown off War God Mountain by several utterly fed-up goddesses.


    After all, some of them were frustrated recluses, some vowed virginal deities and their lesser deities, and a few were naive children. They could no longer stand hearing those moans and groans all day long.


    But this wasn''t my fault. They started it.


    And besides, even though I repeatedly said no, they still kept coming in groups to pester me.


    After a bout of frustrated grumbling, Luo En dusted off the dirt and grass on his body, and retrieved a purplish snake scale from his bosom, beginning to plan his next steps.


    In the night, he might have engaged in mischief, but during the day, he hadn''t neglected serious matters either.


    On one hand, the Court of Judgment under Goddess of Justice Themis and the Library under Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne required his consultative advice; frequent discussions between the three were inevitable to push forward with their plans, and in light of his commitment to serious tasks, Themis and Mnemosyne had turned a blind eye to his scandalous affairs and the chaos on War God Mountain.


    On the other hand, Luo En had also forged good relations with Mother of Serpents, Echidna; the snake scale was a token from her. With a foundation of life-saving grace, and following the precedent set by the Gorgon Sisters enhancing their situation, Echidna hoped he could alter the dire straits and future crises facing Typhon''s offspring, and prevent the unfortunate demise of her children one by one.


    In response to this, Luo En readily promised, cheerfully accepting the commission.


    At present, he roughly had three things to do:


    One was to use the token from Mother of Serpents Echidna to secretly rally Typhon''s scattered offspring, gradually strengthening his own forces while securing the Golden Apple guarded by the hundred-headed dragon Ladon;


    Another was to head to the Netherworld, to keep his appointment with Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and see if he could resolve the problem of the Wheel of Hecate on him;


    The last was to continue exploiting the Twelve Olympians, complete the twelve divine incarnations, unlock the first seal of the twelve-sided die, and find out what "gift" Hecate had mentioned.


    After thinking it over, Luo En decided to eliminate the third option first.


    The logic was simple. Hecate hid too much and was not trustworthy.


    Whether it was Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Goddess of Justice Themis, or Ocean Goddess Tethys, they were all implicitly warning him to be wary of that Goddess of the Nether Moon.


    The so-called "gift" sealed within the twelve-sided die may not be something beneficial.


    Therefore, without fully preparing or eliminating the Wheel of Hecate from himself, it would be best to hold off on gathering the remaining divine powers of the three chief gods.


    Besides, the remaining targets were Hera, Zeus, and Hephaestus, God of Fire.


    The God of Fire was manageable, but the other two were not so easily fooled; taking it slow might not be such a bad idea.


    Consequently, Luo En made a decision, opting for the second option first, then the first.


    That is, to first make a trip to the Netherworld, and then upon his return, try to connect with Typhon''s scattered offspring.


    This way, he could conveniently escort the Typhon''s offspring he had rallied on his return trip to War God Mountain.


    Resolved, Luo En placed the purplish snake scale into the Magic Circle Diagram and, drawing out the dull Horn of Plenty from his pocket, gazed thoughtfully in the direction of Arima Cave, murmuring to himself meaningfully,


    "Well then, foster mother, I am coming to fulfill our appointment."

 Chapter 344 242: Consort of the Queen of the Underworld, Die!

    Several days later, Netherworld, on the edge of Tartarus Hell.


    Rustling sounds emerged from the dim Arima Dungeon, and the three-headed watchdog of Hell immediately rose from the ground, its three heads growling at the dark dungeon entrance.


    "Shush, be silent, it''s me!"


    However, upon hearing that familiar voice, Cerberus immediately softened his fierce expression and joyfully dashed to the entrance of the cave, wagging his tongue excitedly at the sneak who was emerging.


    "Good boy! Here, your reward, eat it."


    Having successfully infiltrated his destination, Luo En reached into the Magic Circle Diagram and pulled out the honey cakes and ambrosia wine he had prepared in advance, tossing them to the eagerly watching Cerberus.


    The sweet aroma was overwhelming, and the three-headed dog, completely corrupted by the delicacies of the Mortal World, leaped high, skillfully catching the falling honey cakes and settling down to feast, completely forgetting his duty to guard the Netherworld.


    Luo En, while massaging the middle head of Cerberus, quietly inquired about information related to the Netherworld.


    The three-headed dog of Hell, while enjoying the feeding and petting from "one of his kind," answered Luo En''s various questions with simple growls.


    Soon, thanks to this inside informant, Luo En had a rough understanding of the current situation in the Netherworld.


    Due to the overly conspicuous Sisyphus being caught and the God of Death Thanatos also found, the order of life and death between the Mortal World and the Netherworld had returned to normal.


    However, once the God of Death began his duty, besides his usual tasks of arresting and escorting souls, he had an additional task.


    �� Supervising Sisyphus pushing the rock.


    The job originally belonged to Hypnos, the God of Sleep, but recently, some disturbances in Dreamland forced him to lead the three Dream Gods and three thousand members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits back to defend Dreamland;


    And the souls that had escaped from the Elysian Fields had mostly been captured again, now with the order there managed by Hecate, the Goddess of the Underworld.


    The Elysian Fields were running normally, still overseen by the three great Judges of the Underworld;


    But for some reason, the atmosphere in Tartarus Hell had recently become more tense, not only were the God of Death Thanatos and the Furies stationed there, even Hades, the God of the Underworld, had personally taken action.


    With so much mobilization in the Netherworld, Luo En somewhat guessed the reason.


    �� Most likely, those old fellows in Tartarus were up to no good again...


    �� If he remembered correctly, during their previous retreat from Arima Dungeon, they had encountered Demon Ancestor Typhon showing signs of revival, which was probably the beginning of the unrest.


    You should know, within Tartarus Hell where that Demon Ancestor resided, there was a whole bunch of Titans and Divine Monsters who did not adhere to the order of Olympus, and there were even three of the Twelve Titans...


    If everything inside got out, it would certainly give the Pantheon of Gods at Olympus a headache.


    Now, even Hades, who was typically a homebody, had left his lair, indicating those old lords from the depths of Tartarus Hell were causing significant disturbances.


    However, having the powerful Hecate guard the Elysian Fields...


    Wasn''t that place just a bunch of puppet-like souls? Was it that significant?


    Luo En suddenly thought of Typhon''s noticeably reviving head and the subsequent unrest in Tartarus, seemingly occurring right after his disruption in the Elysian Fields, his eyes slightly narrowing in contemplation.


    It seemed that the Elysian Fields were not as straightforward as they appeared on the surface prior to his infiltration; there might be some connection between it and Tartarus.


    The souls nurtured in that Blissful Paradise were likely not just there to serve as ornamental landscapes...


    But due to lack of sufficient information, Luo En thought for a while, found no leads, and decided to drop the matter for the moment, taking out a scale of Mother of Serpents Echidna and gesturing for Cerberus to come over with instructions.


    "Pooch, lead the way, take me to the Queen of the Underworld''s garden, and try not to encounter any patrolling teams during the process."


    "Woof Woof!"


    The well-fed three-headed hellhound immediately gave a loud reply, then with cheerful steps, started running along the Styx River towards the distance.


    Luo En then concealed his form and activated the Authority of the "Goat," silently following behind Cerberus.


    Since the Netherworld''s main military force and most of the deities concentrated in Tartarus and the Elysian Fields to handle the recent unrest, security in other areas was relatively lax.


    Following the lead of Cerberus, the inside traitor, Luo En managed to bypass various defenses and outpost stations of the Netherworld without any major scares, swiftly reaching the lush garden he remembered.


    "That''s enough, this is far enough; you go back now."


    Luo En petted Cerberus on the head and tied a bag full of honey cakes and ambrosia wine around his neck before watching the reluctant three-headed dog disappear into the dense mist of the Netherworld.


    Although it was a return to a familiar place, last time upon departure he remembered leaving Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, quite a bit of trouble.


    Currently, the situation remained unknown; there was no need to let Cerberus take risks.


    After briefly restoring the Divine Power he had expended and ensuring his condition was fully replenished, Luo En then cautiously moved through the lush garden towards the inner courtyard he remembered.


    Along the way, although there were signs of decay and damage in the surrounding vegetation, overall it remained verdant and vibrant with life.


    It seemed that even though he had set them loose, the Queen of the Underworld had not suffered any obvious punishment.


    Luo En gradually relaxed, passing through a thicket to reach the pavilion where he first met Persephone in his memory.


    The familiar feelings washed over him as he gazed around.


    The murmuring streams twisted back, the colorful fallen flowers scattered with the wind, the green of life caught his eye, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air, making one''s heart soar with delight.


    And among the lush greenery, there she was, the queen he remembered, tiptoeing to press down a golden bough.


    "Lady Persephone..."


    Hearing the call from behind, the graceful figure in the woods paused slightly, then quickly recovered, turned around to face the newcomer, and coughed lightly before speaking faintly.


    "Cough, speak, what business do you have with me?"


    Luo En was startled at first, then a humble smile bloomed on his face as he bowed respectfully.


    "It concerns the Titan Gods in Tartarus, something has come up and I was sent to verify with you in person..."


    Speaking, Luo En, self-proclaimed as the messenger, moved forward.


    "What? Let''s hear it..."


    The Queen of the Underworld in the woods seemed interested too, her eyes flashed, she released the golden bough, and curiously stepped forward.


    However, at the moment their paths crossed, both faces changed instantly and they threw punches without warning.


    "Bang!"


    Accompanied by a dull booming sound, wild winds rose in the woods, and branches scattered.


    The "Messenger" and "Queen of the Underworld" looked at their clashing fists, and their faces turned dark simultaneously.


    Could they both really have thought of the same thing?


    Shortly, Luo En recovered and took the initiative.


    "Who are you? Impersonating the ''Queen of the Underworld'' and trying to steal the garden''s golden bough!"


    Indeed, when they had first met, the reaction of the ''Queen'' had made Luo En suspicious.


    He had already dispelled his disguise, revealing his true face. How could Persephone, upon seeing him return, remain so calm and act as if she did not recognize him?


    So, he tested a little and confirmed that this person before him was definitely not the real Queen.


    At that moment, hearing the accusation from the opposite side, the ''Queen'' scoffed disdainfully.


    "Hmph, spare me, you''re not clean yourself! That woman Persephone just went to Tartarus to handle a crisis underground, and you don''t even know this much, yet you dare to fool me?"


    Saying this, the ''Queen'' furrowed her brows, seeming to think of something, sizing up Luo En from head to toe, her eyes slowly filled with a sinister gleam.


    "Wait, looking at you, and you coming here alone prancing around in the woods, could you be her lover from outside?!"


    "Lover my foot!"


    Luo En grimaced, feeling utterly frustrated.


    Usually, he was the one smearing others, but how had he gotten doused as soon as he stepped in?


    "Alright, alright, the more intense your reaction, the more correct my answer!"


    The ''Queen'' in the woods unhesitatingly concluded, her raised arm sweeping a black arc through the air, like a sword formed of death itself.


    "Die, you adulterer!"


    With two damning accusations thrown his way, Luo En''s forehead vein throbbed, and his eyes turned sinister as he instantly harnessed his authority, grabbed the besieging pale arm, and with a fierce grin, swung it mercilessly toward the ground.


    He, after all, had nine divine incarnations. He might not strut around the Netherworld, but he would need an opponent at least of the level of the Twin Gods to suppress him convincingly. Did they really think any random cat or dog could handle him?


    "Boom!"


    Instantly, a muffled explosion sounded and smoke billowed through the woods.


    To Luo En''s astonishment, the once voluptuous and tall ''Queen'' in the pit turned into a swirl of black mist, shrinking to a rebellious-looking girl about 1.6 meters tall with a yellow hairband and a slender figure.


    "How dare you hit me? Don''t you know even Hades has never laid a hand on me! You''re dead meat!"


    Badly hurt, the girl in the pit stifled the tears spinning in her eyes, and through gritted teeth, she hissed threateningly, a wild surge of life and death divine powers swirling within her.


    Gradually, her skin turned half-black and half-white; her body transformed into black mist, freeing herself from Luo En''s grasp, and then appeared in strange shapes and forms amidst the dense shadows, sometimes clear, sometimes vague, and sometimes flickering in the darkness.


    Seeing the scene before him, and sensing the familiar dual energies from the girl, Luo En didn''t know whether to laugh or cry.


    He finally understood who she was.


    �� Melinoe, the Goddess of Conspiracy from the Dionysian Sect (Esoteric Teachings) legends of the Netherworld, the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld.


    And somehow, his... sister?

 Chapter 345 243: Ive Never Seen Such a Request in My Life (5.1k)

    "Die, scoundrel!"


    In a sinister bellow, the Goddess of Conspiracy, Melinoe, wielding two daggers, pounced toward the pretty boy who disrupted the harmony of the Netherworld''s household. Dark deathly aura and twisted vitality swirled around her, clinging to the blades like two furious dragons of black and white.


    Luo En squinted his eyes; behind him, the golden wheel rotated, positioning to the fifth slot, from which the blood-soaked [warrior] emerged.


    He then casually broke off a golden bough from the garden, using it as a sword, unconsciously mimicking Athena''s tone when she had tormented him years ago, and spoke leisurely.


    "That''s all? Let me teach you how to use a sword!"


    No sooner had he spoken than the scarlet blood essence stirred the violent Aether Tide. The wind swept through like a storm, and a blazing sword light burst from the tip of the golden branch in Luo En''s hand, overwhelming the two daggers with tremendous force and charging straight for Melinoe''s throat.


    The sword edge had not yet arrived, but the slicing wind pressure already caused Melinoe''s skin to sting.


    Realizing the terrifying destructive power it contained, the Goddess of Conspiracy dared not intercept it head-on and quickly ducked and shifted to the side, attempting to dodge this sudden strike.


    "Too slow!"


    In the blink of an eye, Luo En''s wheel of light spun behind him, the stern [warrior] transformed into the rapid [goat], advancing at lightning speed to thrust the sword tip right in front of Melinoe, then striking down heavily.


    "Smack!"


    "Ahh~"


    The crisp snapping sound echoed through the forest, Melinoe clutching her buttocks, which radiated a fiery pain, and glared fiercely at the pretty boy across from her.


    "Hmm, nice look in your eyes, but unfortunately, looks alone won''t kill anyone."


    Luo En tapped the garden golden bough gently in his other hand''s palm, teasing with a smile.


    Unable to tolerate the provocation, Melinoe, enraged, pushed the dual divinities of life and death within her body to their limits, like a fiercely nursing wolf cub, showing her fangs once more towards her mysterious opponent.


    The two clashing daggers cascaded like meteor showers, each strike quicker than the last, creating a man-made blade storm fiercely targeting Luo En''s throat, lower abdomen, heart, and other critical areas without mercy.


    At such a young age, quite ruthless, aren''t we?


    Amidst the storm, Luo En, raising an eyebrow, shuffled his feet slightly while his branch parried, sliced, shattered again and again... with such precision that not an ounce of energy was wasted, effortlessly isolating Melinoe''s fierce and relentless attacks.


    After a full quarter of an hour, Melinoe slowed her assault and gasped for air, feeling doubly frustrated by some humiliation.


    "Coward, is defense all you can do? Look down on me?!"


    Hearing this, Luo En swung the golden bough to parry a dagger aimed at him and shook his head sentimentally.


    "You haven''t even cut your milk teeth yet you want to play this game, and you''re even more fierce than I was..."


    "What do you mean?"


    Just as Melinoe looked puzzled, Luo En across from her displayed an exceptionally brilliant smile.


    "Remember, you asked for this."


    Before the Goddess of Conspiracy could react, Luo En''s aura surged, with the Divine Power of the War God bursting forth from within him, swirling into a dense blood-red flame. The [warrior''s] apparition merged with him, a savage, domineering, blood-thirsty aura boiling tumultuously, as if an evil dragon had been awakened.


    The suffocating pressure that hit her face made Melinoe instantly realize the gap between [playing] and [seriousness], altering her complexion as she hastily retreated.


    "Thinking of running? Too late!"


    Luo En sneered and, wielding the golden bough, charged forward like lightning.


    Unable to dodge in time, Melinoe''s scalp tingled. She could only grip her daggers tightly and swing them swiftly, using the stirred Aether to weave a dense sword net, defending with all her might.


    However, the skills and strength of the two were not on the same level.


    The sweeping golden bough sometimes resembled a sharp, viciously thrusting rapier, sometimes a heavily chopping greatsword, and sometimes a flexible shortsword...


    It even used the tactics of a long spear when thrusting and transformed into the style of a battle saber when retracting...


    In short, it changed unpredictably, impossible to defend against.


    If Athena were present, she would recognize that this was Luo En''s own combat style formed by [Infinite Weapon Training].


    ��As long as it benefits the situation, it does not stick to any particular style of movement; all techniques under heaven could be utilized for his use.


    According to the Goddess of Wisdom''s assessment, this fancy system could achieve good results against opponents of equal or lesser strength, but against truly skilled experts specializing in one method, it wasn''t necessarily effective.


    At most, respond to all changes with constancy, with one method breaking all others.


    Luo En had fought Athena many times, and although the Goddess of Wisdom stated that to avoid bullying the junior she always approached with the mindset of sparring, lowering her strength to the same level as Luo En''s,


    Ultimately, it always ended up with Luo En being the one thoroughly beaten��this was very telling.


    However, it''s a pity that the opponent was not the overwhelmingly powerful Athena...


    And indeed, she was even weaker...


    Hence, Luo En''s [Infinite Weapon Training] demonstrated its utmost advantage, exploiting the endlessly varying tactics to repeatedly and effortlessly break through Melinoe''s defense, striking her arms, back, and buttocks repeatedly.


    "Smack, smack, smack, smack!"


    The crisp smacking noises resonated continuously, interweaving in the woods into a jubilant symphony, subjecting Melinoe to a thorough thrashing until she, in extreme grief and humiliation, could no longer bear it.


    "I''m going all out against you!"

 Chapter 346 243: Ive Never Seen Such a Request in My Life (5.1k) _2

    In the roar, Melinoe decisively threw the two daggers in her hand, Luo En immediately sealed his spinning sword technique cautiously, deflecting the blades aimed at his face.


    However, in the moment when Luo En switched from offense to defense, the previously vigorous Goddess of Conspiracy did not advance but retreated, decisively heading for the garden''s exit.


    A bit clever, but not by much.


    Luo En sneered, casually snapping his fingers.


    In an instant, Melinoe found the rocks and woods under her feet become shadows upon shadows, and the path before her eyes turned and twisted as if it had no end.


    "Did you wonder why, despite our noisy fight and all the commotion, no guards from the Netherworld have come running?"


    Luo En spoke eerily, holding the golden bough, walking unhurriedly towards the Goddess of Conspiracy, who was still wandering in the dense forest, unable to find a way out.


    At the same time, the silhouettes of [Goat] and [Bull] flickered behind him.


    Whether it''s Pan''s [Goat] or the [Bull] from Crete Island, both possess the characteristics of the [Labyrinth]; one inclined towards nature, and the other towards man-made.


    The combination of the two, plus the blood cruelty of Athena, the Lady of the Labyrinth, allowed Luo En to somewhat replicate a similar enclosed space �C a plan to trap and deal with the enemy.


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t dare openly discipline this princess of the Netherworld within the domain of the Netherworld.


    Seeing escape was hopeless, Melinoe made a decisive decision, pulling out a dagger with a pale purple blade, twisted in shape, and the hilt engraved with dense runes, from the Magic Circle Diagram. She fiercely slashed her palm, dripping the golden Divine Blood onto the Netherworld''s soil while solemnly chanting.


    "I hereby call out: You who are imprisoned in the threshold of darkness, I who hold the keys to your chains. Forgiveness is now, and transgression shall be met with response. I command you to serve my will!"


    Suddenly, a purple-black Magic Circle Diagram appeared, which after absorbing the golden Divine Blood sprinkled by Melinoe, resonated with the sound of breaking chains from within.


    Following that, a giant over ten meters tall, with a hulking frame, roared as it climbed out of the magic circle.


    His skin as dark as mountain rock, appeared coarse and hard; his face was fierce, and his torn abdomen revealed a liver and heart missing large parts, with messy intestines dragging on the ground.


    This monster was already dead, but due to the sins of his life, his soul still suffered in the Netherworld under eternal punishment.


    "Tityos, kill him!"


    With a snort, Melinoe brandished the cursed blade with the purple, curved edge, pointing ahead.


    A chain-like pattern lit up on the giant''s neck, and upon hearing the command, the creature roared and leapt high, swinging his hands to grab at the target''s head and legs, wanting to brutally tear him apart as an outlet for his inner barbarity and repression.


    Tityos, the son of Zeus and the mortal woman Elara, was born after growing so rapidly he ripped apart his mother''s womb. As he grew up, he developed a strong lust for Leto, one of Zeus''s wives, and attempted to rape her. In the end, he was killed by Leto''s twin children, Artemis and Apollo, and after death, he was punished in the Netherworld by being constantly pecked at by two giant eagles.


    So this was the character he was dealing with, turns out he even had a grudge with his own little moon...


    With the index of names, related information flickered through Luo En''s mind. Without even looking at the dark giant specter rushing at him with a vicious smile, a [White Horse] neighed behind him, and the golden bough in his hand swept forward with a blazing white flame.


    "Puff!"


    In an instant, the charging Tityos was cut in half at the waist, the blazing white flame furiously igniting along the wound, quickly spreading over the giant''s entire body.


    Apollo''s Divinity, which purges filth, and the [Sun]''s trait of burning away the darkness, caused Tityos, as a departed soul, to let out a painful scream.


    Soon, the monster who had body but no brains was reduced to dust motes in the blazing white fire, fell apart, and flowed back into the Magic Circle Diagram, continuing to enjoy his eternal divine punishment.


    "Worthless!"


    Seeing the giant, on whom she had pinned high hopes, dispatched in a mere moment and having barely run a few steps away, Melinoe cursed inwardly, forcefully cutting two new gashes in her hand and again sprinkling Divine Blood.


    Immediately, two new Magic Circle Diagrams formed, and two pitch-black figures emerged with the crisp sound of breaking chains. One wielding a Sword and Shield and the other a Longbow, they stood at the front of the Netherworld princess as if they were two fierce dogs that had slipped their chains, baring their teeth at outsiders.


    "Ixion, Tantalus, you go together! Stop that guy!"


    Hearing their master''s command, the two fierce dogs rushed forward in a fight to show off first.


    They would rather battle to the death against a formidable enemy than spend another moment in the pits of Tartarus.


    Even if they died fighting for this princess of the Netherworld, as long as they performed well, it could grant them a chance for a brief respite from the endless torment.


    Seeing the two Netherworld specters rushing towards him, Luo En touched his forehead and shook his head, silently criticizing internally.


    Why are there always two more worthless people...


    Ixion, the former King of Thessaly. He was handsome, dashing, and incredibly strong, blessed with good looks from birth.


    Having heard of a neighboring kingdom''s princess known for her beauty, he asked King Dionysus to marry her to him. Dionysus consented under pressure; not willing to ruin his daughter''s life, he asked Ixion for a hefty bride price.


    Ixion pretended to agree to the dowry and invited Dionysus to a banquet, where he plotted to push Dionysus into a pit of fire to his death. Ixion''s crime infuriated the entire nation and led to his expulsion. With nowhere to turn, he fled to Zeus and pleaded with the father of the gods for forgiveness for his dishonesty.

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    Thanks to his natural good looks, his request was granted by Zeus, and he stayed on Mount Olympus to avoid his enemies'' pursuit. However, this man, unable to change his nature, soon reverted to his old ways, and his lustful eyes set upon Hera.


    The radiant Queen of Heaven made him lose his senses, and he was audacious enough to brazenly flirt with Hera, hoping that the Queen would elope with him.


    After being harassed, Hera immediately reported Ixion''s actions to her husband Zeus.


    Zeus, who often turned others green with envy, naturally refused to believe that anyone would dare to cuckold him, especially someone who had survived only with his protection.


    But, out of caution, and faced with his wife''s convincing accusations, Zeus sent a cloud in Hera''s shape to Ixion. The irreverent king, suspecting nothing, actually made love to this cloud in the garden, and it gave birth to a half-human, half-horse monster.


    This was the origin of the Centaurs��four-legged beasts with savage and brutal natures, who, like their ancestor, had a passion for abducting women. Luo En and Artemis had once implemented a form of population control for the overflowing Centaur population in Arcadia.


    After witnessing how he himself was nearly cuckolded, an irate Zeus cast Ixion into the Netherworld, where he was bound to a perpetually spinning wheel of fire, which tormented and tore at his body incessantly.


    The man before me, holding a bow and arrow, with his face charred and his body full of traces from flames and great tearing forces, was clearly Ixion himself.


    As for Tantalus, who followed with sword and shield, he was even more of a beast.


    He was an early ruler of Mycenae, a distinguished son of Zeus, who could dine with His Majesty the King of Gods without having to avoid the conversations among the deities.


    But insatiable and irreverent towards the gods'' kindness, he not only divulged secrets of the gods'' lives in public but also stole nectar and Spiritual Medicine from their table, sharing them with friends in the Mortal World.


    Furthermore, he appropriated sacrifices meant for the gods, stole the Temple of Zeus''s beloved hunting dogs, and was guilty of countless crimes.


    His most outrageous act was to test whether the deities were truly omniscient by inviting them to his Royal Palace as guests, secretly having his son Pelops killed, and then prepared as a feast for the gods.


    During the banquet, the distracted Agriculture God Demeter, mourning her daughter Persephone who had been abducted by Hades, ate a piece without noticing.


    The other deities, sensing something amiss, saw through Tantalus''s ruse and threw the cooked human limbs back into the bowl, pleading with the Goddess of Fate, Clotho, to retrieve the poor child from the bowl and bring him back to life.


    Because Demeter had eaten a piece of flesh, the child had a defect on his shoulder, which was later repaired by the gods with ivory.


    Afterwards, the gods, mocked by the ordeal, unanimously decided to torment Tantalus, this living beast, with the harshest punishment.


    Thus, the cruel and arrogant king was cast into Hell by the gods, there to endure eternal divine punishment.


    The specifics of his situation were as follows: He stood in the middle of a deep pool, the water rolling just beneath his chin. However, he suffered fiery thirst, unable to drink a single drop of cool water even though it was right at his lips. Whenever he would bend down to drink from the pool, the water would immediately flow away from him, leaving him standing alone on a parched piece of ground, as if a demon had magically drained the pool. At the same time, he was unbearably hungry. Behind him was the shore, upon which grew a row of fruit trees, heavy with rich fruit, their branches weighed down and dangling in front of his forehead. He needed only to look up to see the dripping sweet pears, bright red apples, fiery pomegranates, fragrant figs, and lush olives. These fruits seemed to be smiling at him, beckoning. But whenever he tiptoed to try and pick them, a gust of wind would sweep through, blowing the branches sky high. Beyond enduring these torments, the most terrifying pain was the constant fear of death because a large rock hung above his head, which could at any moment fall and crush him to dust.


    Under this severe torture, the once handsome and tall king of Mycenae was now covered in cracked skin, his purplish rotten flesh and stark white bones exposed, deathly fumes emitting from his mouth along with a strong stench of decay, and even the eyeballs within their sockets melted away, revealing hollow and grim flames of the soul, like a walking dead corpse.


    Now, they must understand the value of food and that not everything is fit for the green, right?


    With a sneer, Luo En raised the golden bough in his hand, the gold and white flames intertwining as they fiercely ignited.


    The formerly unconcerned Tantalus, with sword and shield in hand, didn''t take Luo En''s movements seriously at first. However, as Luo En swung the golden bough, the gold and white blaze spread forth like a rain shower, adhering to Tantalus''s weapons, skin, rotting flesh, and innards.


    Immediately after, bright and fierce flames raged, baking his soul and consciousness inch by inch, bringing with them acute pain.


    "Ahhh! How could this be? Great Melinoe... save me... save..."


    The screams stopped abruptly. Enveloped in the fierce flames, Tantalus didn''t even have time to cry out before his limbs twisted and disintegrated like burnt out kindling, turning inch by inch into drifting ash.


    Watching the golden specks of light flowing back into the Magic Circle Diagram, Luo En shook his head regretfully.


    The prohibitions and eternal punishments of the gods were indeed formidable, granting Tantalus a whisper of immortality. Even using Hestia''s "Flame" and Apollo''s "White Horse" to create the Holy Flame that purifies filth and burns away evil, he''d only destroyed Tantalus''s physical vessel, sending him back to his cell to continue his punishment.


    Yet for the two scoundrels, such an outcome was more terrifying than eternal death.

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    Seeing his teammate vanquished in a single round, sentenced to suffer eternal divine punishment, Ixion frantically plucked at his bowstring, retreating in panic with an expression of sheer terror.


    "Don''t, don''t come closer! You demon!"


    Hearing the slightly off-tone voice and witnessing Ixion react like a little girl bullied by a burly man, Luo En shook his head in disbelief.


    Indeed, in Greece, as long as one was fierce and brutal enough, even spirits would shy away in fear.


    The golden bough in the garden swept forward, wrapped in a dense blood light, effortlessly striking down several arrows formed from the Netherworld''s deathly aura.


    As an ancestor of the centaur race, Ixion naturally possessed an innate talent for archery.


    However, his skill was nothing compared to the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, and the God of Light, Apollo, let alone another centaur sage like Chiron.


    Therefore, Luo En faced no pressure, easily advancing to Ixion''s side and cleaving him in two with a sword, swiftly sending him to meet his cellmate Tantalus.


    Meanwhile, Melinoe, repeatedly throwing fodder to buy time, finally staggered to the edge of the garden, excitedly looking towards the luminous high wall hidden in the Netherworld''s mist.


    "The barrier foundations, found them!"


    Immediately after, the Goddess of Conspiracy swiftly raised her cursed blade in her right hand and thrust the sinuous purple blade into the "Labyrinth high wall" that had formed out of thin air before her.


    In an instant, a humming sound of aether disintegration filled the air, and the invincible "Labyrinth high wall" was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, then crumbled into collapse.


    A divine vibration, indescribable by words, struck, causing Luo En''s body to tremble, and involuntarily, a sweet trace of blood rose to his throat.


    At that moment, he finally realized what that cursed blade in Melinoe''s hand was, his gaze intensifying.


    "The Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction? Are you a disciple of Hecate?!"


    As Circe had said in class years ago, Hecate, as the goddess mastering demon art, witchcraft, and magic, was skilled in various techniques of casting spells and dispelling them, and her authority.


    In her three-faced incarnation''s hands, she held items representing spell casting like the Mingyue staff, a dagger representing spell braking, and a torch symbolizing guidance among others.


    The dagger, endowed with a part of Hecate''s authority, was capable of not only destroying all barriers and anomalies constructed by magic power but was also powerful enough to demolish life forms born from magic, resetting them to their pre-magic state by splitting into basic aether factors.


    Thus, that device was also known by the moniker "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction."


    However, since Aiaia''s lineage primarily studied witchcraft and magical spellcasting, generally using the Mingyue staff, they were not familiar with the dagger adept at dispelling spells. Circe had only casually mentioned it to Luo En when they had nothing else to talk about.


    Now, hearing the person behind him suddenly name the true nature of the artifact in his hand, Melinoe not only turned back in shock but also adopted an even more cautious expression.


    "You know that old witch? Are you here specially to capture me back?"


    This blunt statement, coupled with the fact that Hecate''s legitimate artifact was currently in Melinoe''s hands, immediately made Luo En realize that this Goddess of Conspiracy was most likely another direct disciple of Hecate��his "aunt"?


    Tsk, what a tangled family affair indeed.


    Luo En quietly muttered a complaint, his gaze flickering darkly.


    Persephone, as the Queen of the Underworld''s foster mother, was likely the mastermind behind the birth of Persephone''s son, Zagreus;


    Death God Thanatos, God of Sleep Hypnos, and Ferryman of the Underworld River Charon, born from the remnants of the Goddess of Night Nyx''s divinity, were absolutely obedient to her;


    The Furies and the three great judges of the Netherworld were all her recruited employees;


    The enchantress Circe, guiding departed souls at sea, was her disciple, and Medea, set to ascend as the queen of the Elysian Fields in a future version, was her granddaughter;


    Even Melinoe, the daughter of Persephone and Hades, was her student...


    Goodness, what difference was there between this Netherworld and her own house?


    However, as Luo En recalled a piece of information about Hecate he had accessed in the Temple of Memory, he felt suddenly disheartened.


    "...She is the famed irresistible deity of the departed, an unequaled or unbeatable queen, the creator or manager of the Netherworld, as well as the goddess of demon art, enchantresses, curses, and witchcraft..."


    The creator and manager of the Netherworld, this place really seemed to be hers...


    No wonder Hades spent all day at home, keen on gardening and smitten with Persephone, barely making any significant presence.


    With the Netherworld leaking like a sieve, even if the Underworld King wanted to assert control, he would have to get the group branded with "Hecate" among the Netherworld''s deities to obey him.


    And, judging by his own understanding of the Mingyue Goddess, she certainly wouldn''t do things that had no significance.


    Taking the Underworld King''s daughter, Melinoe, as a disciple, was obviously not just a gesture of goodwill towards the nominal lord of the Underworld.


    The most likely motive behind Hecate''s action was to use the Netherworld princess Melinoe as a mediator and a hostage to keep Persephone and her husband docile, so as not to disrupt her plans.


    At that moment, after a quick internal surge of information, Luo En slightly narrowed his eyes, gazing distantly at Melinoe before him.


    "So, you took advantage of Hecate''s inattention and sneaked out on your own? Stealing the golden bough from Persephone''s garden, are you planning to escape to the mortal world aboard Charon''s ferry?"


    "...?"


    "The Divine Office of the Goddess of Conspiracy looks to be given to you by Hecate, doesn''t it? Is she planning to train you as another of her lesser deities? Born from the night and not daring to act overtly, indeed, conspiracy originally was a part of her authority, now I see why that woman is so scheming."


    "...!"


    Upon hearing the exact assertion from the other side, Melinoe felt like a stripped bare little lamb, thoroughly scrutinized by the far more cunning and profound wolf in front of her.


    The instinctive fear and the loud alarm bell in her heart compelled the princess of the Netherworld to swiftly turn around and dash towards the garden outside, which had its barrier dispelled.


    Luo En, without a second thought, activated "Goat" to speedily pursue her.


    This was an important pawn maintaining the delicate balance among the Queen of the Underworld, the Underworld King, and Hecate. Encountering her was rare, and not capturing her to thoroughly exploit her value would be a wasted opportunity.


    However, just as Luo En, with his speed advantage, closed in within three steps behind Melinoe, the Goddess of Conspiracy suddenly twisted around, a smug cold smile spreading across her face.


    "You''ve been fooled!"


    Simultaneously, a familiar magic summoning array lit up under Melinoe''s feet, and dazzling bands of light emerged behind her, resembling the tail feathers of a peacock spreading its fan, with hundreds of eye-like spots suddenly flashing intensely.


    The abrupt aurora brightened the dim Netherworld as if it were daylight, causing a strong blinding effect.


    Melinoe saw her constantly dominating opponent painfully close his eyes, his figure halting, his face overtaken by intense gratification.


    In fact, using the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" to tear open the restrictions, she summoned not three, but four spirits of the dead from the Netherworld!


    The first three were merely cannon fodder to buy time and to lower her opponent''s guard, but this last one was her reliance for turning defeat into victory.


    ��The "Eyes of Argos," a power derived from the hundred-eyed giant Argos himself.


    Legend has it that this ancient giant had a hundred eyes on his head and never fully closed them even when asleep. He was a faithful servant of Hera, having accomplished the feat of hunting down the Mother of Serpents, Echidna, on his own, and was later tasked with watching over Zeus''s lover, Io.


    At that time, Io had been transformed into a cow, and to rescue her, the Divine Envoy Hermes played the shepherd''s flute for the giant, spinning long and tedious tales to lull him to sleep. Once he succeeded in putting the giant to sleep, Hermes used a curved dagger to cut off his head, thus rescuing Io and fulfilling the task entrusted to him by Zeus.


    Even Hermes had to be cautious when dealing with this formidable creature. After the death of Argos, his eyes were taken by Hera to adorn the tail feathers of a peacock, while his soul sank to the bottom of the Netherworld.


    It was only by exploiting the boundary-breaking attribute of the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" that Melinoe was barely able to summon the remnant soul of Argos, causing it to adhere to her, and at a critical moment, unexpectedly revealed the lethal move of the "Eyes of Argos" to successfully subdue the one who had beaten her repeatedly.


    After suffering such great humiliation, did you really think I would let it go?! Idiot!


    Melinoe coldly laughed and swung the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" in her hand, unapologetically stabbing towards the small of the back of the person behind her.


    She wasn''t in a hurry to kill him yet, first planning to seal this guy''s capability to cast spells, then capture him and deal with him slowly.


    The self-confident Goddess of Conspiracy, with a triumphant smile on her face, excitedly anticipated the future she had envisioned.


    "Snap!"


    However, the arm she extended transmitted a bone-snapping pain, and the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" that was supposed to stab her target''s abdomen, ended up in the hands of her adversary.


    Faced with the rapidly deteriorating situation, Melinoe''s face dramatically changed, her eyes filled with disbelief.


    "How did you..."


    "I calculated your speed, catching up wasn''t going to be easy; your intentions were too obvious, little sister," Luo En said, toying with the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" in his hand and smiling merrily as if looking at a foolish deer, while continuing to explain.


    "Saying you''re running and then attempting to counterattack me at such a moment? Still using a trick I''m tired of, truly adorably foolish..."


    One of life''s four grand illusions, that I could counterattack.


    This illusion is truly harmful, I don''t know how many have foolishly thrown their lives away in some valley, turning into easy money for others.


    When battered and bruised, instead of thinking about how to save yourself, you dream of counterattacking. You check your mana, energy, or skill cooldowns, right, you can still cast these few skills, okay, you can do this. You also check the opponent''s health bar; they aren''t at full health either, yep, I can definitely counterattack. Thus, with killing intent, you foolishly charge towards the opposition.


    But the problem is, if you can''t outmaneuver the opposition at full health, what delusions of victory do you have when you''re battered and bruised? Do you really think miracles will happen?


    Unfortunately, reality is often harsh.


    Seeing her last reliance also shattered, Melinoe sweated profusely from her forehead.


    Suddenly, she seemed to see something, her face dramatically changing.


    "Persephone..."


    "Bang!"


    However, before she could finish her sentence, a hand chop heavily struck the Netherworld princess''s neck, and the strong divine power knocked her unconscious instantly.


    "With that intelligence, you still think to deceive me, these are just my leftovers," Luo En disdainfully glanced at Melinoe lying on the ground, stretched out his hand to pick her up, ready to use her as his trump card for this trip to the Netherworld.


    But just as he turned around, Luo En froze, staring at the graceful figure emerging from the dense woods behind him, swallowing his saliva dryly.


    "You, how did you come back?"

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    At that moment, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, who had suddenly appeared in the forest, glanced at the wreckage spread all around and swept her somber gaze over the two main culprits in front of her, and spoke with annoyance.


    "My garden has been turned into this mess; how could I not come back?"


    Caught red-handed, Luo En couldn''t help but show an embarrassed smile. Just as he was about to start making his usual excuses, the clinking sound of armor rubbing against armor came from outside the garden.


    Clearly, the commotion he and Melinoe had caused was bound to draw attention, especially since the [Labyrinth Barrier] had been destroyed by the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction.


    "What are you dazing out for? Bring her in!"


    Following the frowning gesture from Persephone in front of him, Luo En came back to his senses as if from a dream and hurriedly picked up the unconscious Melinoe, dashing into the elegant building that the Queen of the Underworld had indicated.


    Passing through the exquisite beaded curtains, a faint floral scent greeted them, and the warm tones of the room''s decor contrasted with the grimness of the Netherworld, as did the freshly changed velvet bedding, all suggesting that this might be the queen''s own bedchamber.


    Luo En carefully opened an empty wardrobe nearby, tucked the still unconscious Melinoe inside, subdued his breath, and quietly hid.


    Soon, with the indifferent scolding of the queen, the Underworld Guards who had come to investigate the garden slunk away, their faces covered in soot and dirt.


    About a quarter of an hour later, light footsteps entered the bedchamber, and a gentle voice followed.


    "Come out now, they''ve gone."


    Upon hearing the permission, Luo En pushed open the tightly closed wardrobe door and quietly crept out, scratching his head with an apologetic smile.


    "Sorry for causing you trouble again."


    "No need to be so formal, sit down and let''s talk."


    Persephone replied casually, setting down the solid wood tray in her hands and gesturing for her visitor from above ground to sit down and taste.


    However, Luo En, looking at the tray with several delicate sweetmeats and a pot of fragrant fruit wine, couldn''t help but murmur doubts.


    You''re not supposed to eat anything from the Netherworld, right?


    As if she understood the concern in his heart, Persephone gave Luo En a look and hummed lightly.


    "Don''t worry, these are all homemade from my garden, they won''t have any adverse effects on you."


    Then, the Queen paused, her voice growing deeper.


    "Besides, I''ve already been burnt once by that, how could I let you make the same mistake?"


    Moved by the touch of sadness in Persephone''s tone, Luo En felt sympathy and hurriedly took his seat at the table, setting aside his reserves, he grabbed the sweetmeats and fruit wine, burying his head in eating and drinking, and did not forget to praise the queen''s culinary skills.


    "This osmanthus cake is both sweet and chewy, tasting really good; the fruit wine is crisp and refreshing, with a hint of floral aroma. Did you add wild honey?"


    "Yes."


    The queen''s countenance warmed, and she nodded with a smile, her gaze softening as she looked across at him, gently instructing.


    "Eat slowly, no one is competing with you."


    "It''s been so long since I''ve tasted such delicious sweetmeats, I couldn''t help myself, I apologize for any embarrassment."


    Having polished off a pot of fruit wine and most of the sweetmeats, Luo En wiped his mouth, revealing a light-hearted smile as if a child had returned home.


    The ambient warmth emanating from the queen''s every move made her increasingly satisfied as she stood up, collecting dishes from the table while chiding him with a hint of blame.


    "Having already escaped the Netherworld, why did you come back?"


    "Of course, it was because I was worried about you..."


    Luo En expressed the concern he had been harboring, then a bashful smile spread across his face.


    "And, I promised to come back to see you."


    Upon hearing this, Persephone smiled, warmth radiating from her eyes.


    "You certainly are a man of your word, unlike Sisyphus with his slick and sly ways."


    "What happened to him?"


    "Not long ago, Charon came to me complaining; he risked taking you out of the Netherworld, and when Sisyphus got caught and brought back, he refused to pay Charon, saying he had no money, just a life worth taking��as long as he could win against Thanatos, he''d let Charon do whatever he wanted with him."


    "That really sounds like something he would do..."


    Luo En gave an exasperated laugh, mourning in his heart for the Ferryman who''d come away empty-handed.


    Sisyphus was a born trickster, deceiving gods aplenty, not sparing Charon either.


    Furthermore, he guessed that this time, Sisyphus had little chance of fleeing again and naturally was unwilling to pay a considerable sum for nothing.


    As for the oath to the river Styx, under divine punishment, he feared nothing.


    If Charon really could withstand the divine sanctions from Zeus, Hades the God of the Underworld, and Thanatos the God of Death to rescue Sisyphus for his debts, then Charon wouldn''t be relegated to scraping leftovers from the mouths of the dead as the Ferryman of the Underworld River.


    And should the day come when Sisyphus miraculously wriggled free, he would undoubtedly change his tune if he needed Charon''s help once more.


    After recounting this amusing tale, Luo En and the queen exchanged smiles, the atmosphere growing even warmer.


    When Persephone unintentionally saw a crumb of osmanthus cake lingering at the corner of Luo En''s mouth, she subconsciously stood up, took a handkerchief, and stepped forward to wipe away the trace of food residue for him.


    As her fingertips touched the young god''s skin temperature and facial contours, the queen''s suppressed emotions spilled out uncontrollably, her hands cupping that almost familiar cheek, her eyes welling with tears as she murmured softly.


    "My little Zagreus..."


    Being looked at and touched like this by a mother who had lost her son, Luo En suddenly became uneasy, shifting his body uncomfortably. Finally, unable to endure the moral conflict inside, he spoke with a rueful smile.


    "I''m sorry, I think you''ve mistaken me for someone else."

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    Hearing this, Persephone did not get angry but simply raised her hand to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye and sighed quietly.


    "Of course I know you''re not him, after all, as a mother, how could I easily mistake my own child?"


    Then, Queen of the Underworld paused for a moment, her face showing deep sorrow.


    "Besides, given His Majesty the King of Gods'' nature, if he ever took action, how could he possibly leave any loose ends? Whether it was Porus or my little Zagreus, they no longer exist. What you have inherited is merely that ''possibility'' planted by Hecate, and I am more aware of this than anyone."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En narrowed his eyes and spoke earnestly.


    "Could you explain these things to me in more detail?"


    "That woman didn''t tell you anything? Indeed..."


    Persephone scoffed and shook her head slightly, looking pityingly at Luo En before her and asked solemnly.


    "Do you know that after the Titan War, the ''World'' woven by the gods for ''Fate'' once had a divergence?"


    Luo En''s gaze flickered as he tentatively spoke.


    "Is it because Zeus consumed the original Goddess of Wisdom, Metis?"


    Persephone nodded slightly and solemnly revealed the secrets hidden in the darkness of night.


    "From the original ''Chaos'' of Chaos, Heavenly Father Uranus, Mother Earth Gaea, and the old God of the Sea Pontos, three primeval deities, were born. They were the first generation of Titans, representing the incarnations of life and matter, responsible for breeding and creating in the newly born ''World.''


    The Goddess of the Night, Nyx, was the last to be born; she is the incarnation of the rules, responsible for delineating the inevitable order for the ''World'', weaving its inner ''texture''..."


    Luo En listened quietly, nodding silently.


    In the original texts of the Orphism, Nyx was born from the original ''Chaos'' and is viewed as the supreme goddess of the three aspects, possessing three different transcendent identities. She could be the Goddess of Numeration, Ananke, the Goddess of Retribution, Adrasteia, and the Goddess of Cause and Effect, Hemera.


    According to the esoteric ancient Divine Chronicle, she is the very original, her three aspects corresponding to Heavenly Father Uranus, Mother Earth Gaea, and the old God of the Sea Pontos, which together form both the external and internal structures of the World, guiding the ''World'' along its ''path'' in the darkness, representing the inevitable Fate of all things.


    "''Matter'' to create and enrich the ''World'', ''Rules'' to establish and reveal ''Fate''; all was meant to be thus."


    Persephone pondered for a moment, then sighed deeply.


    "But every generation of Titan King was unwilling to sleep after achieving the grand act of creation, handing over responsibilities and authority to the next generation. Thus, they always resisted Fate''s arrangement, overtly or covertly, either by oppressing their children with tyranny or swallowing them into their stomachs... Yet, their two rebellions against Fate inevitably failed."


    "Until the emergence of Zeus?"


    Luo En timely added the transition, and Persephone nodded slightly, continuing to ponder aloud.


    "In order to overthrow the reign of the previous Titan King Cronus and continue the ''weaving of fixed numbers,'' Nyx once intervened to help the former Queen of the Gods, Rhea, allowing the newborn Zeus to escape being devoured by Fate, and secretly nurtured him for a period.


    During this period, Zeus successfully won over the favor of the Goddess of the Night with his harmless image, and learned from her the method to oppose Fate.


    "��In the lineage of each god-king, there must be a ''Seed of Fate'' that guides the inevitable turnover of royal power; swallowing it could end the turnover of power, making oneself a part of the heavenly mandate."


    Luo En listened to Persephone''s explanation, his eyes reflective.


    Indeed, the esoteric texts of Orphism mentioned that Nyx was once the foster mother of Zeus, suggesting that she might have inadvertently revealed the secrets of ''Transcendence'' during her interactions with the King of Gods.


    And the specific answer goes without saying.


    "So, Zeus found that ''Seed''��his unborn son with the Goddess of Wisdom, Metis, named Porus? And he swallowed them both?"


    "Correct."


    Persephone nodded and continued to elaborate.


    "However, this caused a contradiction in ''Fate,'' leading to a schism in Nyx, who was upholding ''Order''. The part of her will that agreed to support Zeus transformed into The Three Fates, continuing to be responsible for weaving the inevitable ''Pattern''; while the other part became the triple-aspected Hecate, attempting to leverage this altered ''Order'' and reshape a future filled with ''possibilities''..."


    "But, the God of Opportunity, Porus, representing that ''possibility,'' was already devoured and erased by Zeus, wasn''t he?"


    Upon hearing Luo En''s perplexed question, Persephone slightly corrected.


    "Strictly speaking, Zeus only erased one option for Porus, not all [possibilities]. Someone brought that [spark of rebellion] out from within Zeus."


    Luo En''s eyes narrowed, suddenly realizing


    "Was it Athena?"


    "Yes."


    Persephone nodded, then spoke somewhat sadly.


    "Later, under the guidance of my godmother, this [possibility] was instilled into my child Zagreus. But the [Fate] that had already been determined was too strong. The birth of Zagreus stirred discordant ripples in [inevitability], and eventually, he was detected by Zeus and The Three Fates. My poor little Zagreus thus became their victim in their strife and was killed undeservedly. I only found out about these later."


    No wonder the Queen of the Underworld had such great grievances against Hecate, showing much disdain for that godmother.


    It seems, mostly because her son Zagreus became the sacrificial victim in the struggle against Hecate and The Three Fates.


    Just as Luo En was about to offer some words of comfort, Persephone gave him a meaningful look and spoke softly.


    "However, the matter did not end there. Someone rescued Zagreus''s [heart] and allowed it to continue the life in the Mortal World."


    "Hecate?"


    "No, Hecate had already faltered once, already being watched by The Three Fates and Zeus at the time, she had no chance to act. It was actually Athena who rescued the heart of Zagreus and quietly preserved a part of the child''s mind."


    "?"


    "What''s so shocking about that? If she had lost this possibility, her mother Metis would have never had the chance to break free from Zeus''s brain. The Goddess of Wisdom naturally had her reasons to do so."


    Persephone waved her hand nonchalantly, then her gaze towards Luo En filled with sadness.


    "But, no matter how hard Athena and I tried, my poor little Zagreus, like his brother Porus, ultimately could not escape the calamity brought by fate, only leaving this [possibility] for you."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En fell into a brief silence.


    He roughly guessed how Zagreus''s part of the mind was lost.


    His own unexpected appearance led to the predetermined infant being born prematurely from Princess Semele of Thebes, thereby arousing Zeus''s suspicion.


    As Persephone said, with the Divine King taking action along with the aid of The Three Fates, they generally do not leave any loose ends.


    Thus, the part of the mind of Zagreus, who should have developed into the future God of Wine Dionysus, was completely destroyed by Zeus''s thunderbolt.


    And he, due to Zagreus''s part of the latent mind taking the hit, and by depending on his own uniqueness not belonging to this world, fortunately escaped the calamity.


    "I didn''t expect, after a long and winding road, my godmother has sought you out again, still throwing you into this gamble."


    Persephone reached out to touch Luo En''s head, her expression one of pity and sadness.


    "Truly an unfortunate child..."


    Then, during her contact with Luo En, Persephone paused slightly, her eyes showing surprise.


    "You seem to have Athena''s aura on you, has she found you already?"


    Luo En was slightly startled, subconsciously manifesting the [Bull] incarnation.


    "You mean this?"


    Persephone immediately nodded, her eyes even more sorrowful.


    "Yes, back then my little Zagreus transformed into a similar Bull incarnation, trying to escape from the attacking Titan Gods, but ultimately he was dismembered and killed.


    "...!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s mind flashed with shocking thoughts, his face changed dramatically, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

 Chapter 351 246 Athenas Road of the Defeated Dog (3.4k)

    Meanwhile, on War God Mountain.


    A shadowy figure appeared stealthily in front of the Great Temple, occasionally poking its head out to peer inside.


    Athena, who was reading a scroll under the fluorite lamp, looked up and glanced at the familiar figure in the darkness, sighing helplessly.


    "Auntie, if you have something to say, just come in. Nobody is stopping you."


    Upon hearing this, Hestia outside chuckled awkwardly and slipped into the empty Great Temple. After hesitating for a moment, she began to speak in a stumbling manner.


    "Athena, may I make a small suggestion?"


    "What is it?"


    "Can''t you be gentler with him instead of being so harsh every time?"


    Athena closed the scroll in her hand, looking at the Goddess of the Hearth before her with a smile that wasn''t quite a smile.


    "What, are you feeling pity for him?"


    "After all, he is my Lesser Deity, and he hasn''t committed any unforgivable sins. A small reprimand would be enough, but every time you find an opportunity, you beat him so badly that he can''t get out of bed. I''m beginning to suspect that you''re intentionally targeting him."


    "That''s right, I am intentionally targeting him."


    Athena pushed the scroll to one side, surprisingly not hiding her agreement.


    At these words, Hestia''s face showed utter astonishment.


    "Why?"


    "If he were just an ordinary Demigod, then became a common Lesser Deity, content to live calmly under your protection and mine, of course, I would not deliberately do these things."


    Athena spoke lightly, her profound purple eyes shimmering in the lamp''s glow.


    "Unfortunately, he is not..."


    "I don''t quite understand what you mean."


    Hestia, as if in a fog, scratched her head, looking completely bewildered.


    Athena rolled her eyes at her aunt, huffing in annoyance.


    "You don''t really believe that he''s just some distant relative of Ares''s bloodline, do you?"


    "Isn''t he?"


    "Could a common relative effortlessly contain the Divine Incarnation of Crete Island? Could a common relative single-handedly defeat two Gorgon Demons who have absorbed the Divinity of the old God of the Sea, Pontos? Could a common relative match my strength as a deity for a hundred moves without defeat? Even Ares himself couldn''t achieve this level; how could it be mere talent possessed by an ordinary Demigod."


    Upon hearing those meaningful reminders, Hestia suddenly realized a possibility, murmuring dryly.


    "You mean... the bloodline of the Divine King!"


    "What else?"


    Athena looked at her slow-witted aunt, scoffing and shaking her head.


    "His little tricks can probably only deceive you completely,"


    Feeling teased by her niece, Hestia became annoyed, "Why have you never mentioned this before?"


    "It''s because he didn''t want to."


    Athena spread her hands innocently, her face calm.


    "Since he has concerns about his identity, why should I needlessly complicate things? There are some things that are better left unsaid, even when they are well understood."


    Then, a cunning and mischievous smile flashed in the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "Besides, isn''t it quite amusing to watch him wrack his brains daily, coming up with all sorts of reasons to evade me?"


    "..."


    Seeing her niece''s sly and malicious smile under the fluorite lamp, Hestia felt a chill wash over her and cautiously inquired.


    "So, when did you find out about this?"


    "Probably after the battle for Crete Island."


    Athena yawned, speaking casually.


    "His performance and talents were too outstanding, far beyond that of an ordinary Demigod. He was too conspicuous, not knowing at all how to hide his incompetence, and he also gave me a sense of de?ja? vu..."


    Hestia was slightly startled upon hearing this.


    "A sense of de?ja? vu?"


    "Ahem, something like that - perhaps a resonance between the bloodlines of the Divine King."


    Athena vaguely agreed with a glint in her purple eyes.


    If before the battle of Crete Island she only had suspicions and feelings, then after the battle, the Great Sacrifice of the "Bull," the visit of the Great Enchantress Circe from Aiaia, and the ambiguous relationship between the Goddess Hecate and that young man, had virtually confirmed the real identity of a certain scoundrel.


    However, these matters involved more complexities than Athena deemed wise to explain to her aunt Hestia.


    After hearing Athena''s evasive answer, Hestia was not satisfied.


    "Even if he has the blood of the Divine King, Zeus has left behind many children; there''s no need for you to single him out, is there?"


    "I do have quite a few siblings, but not many of them would scheme against the King of Gods and the deities of Olympus as he has!"


    "?"


    Hestia was puzzled upon hearing this.


    Athena gave her still confused aunt a meaningful look, huffing coldly.


    "Just because I haven''t said anything doesn''t mean he hasn''t done anything behind our backs, and it also doesn''t mean I''m not aware of his little maneuverings:


    In the last battle, I lost Crete Island, Poseidon lost Atlantis, and not only did he establish his own sect on my territory and ascend to godhood, but he also accumulated two incarnations containing the divinity of both the sea and the earth;


    A single hunting trip in Arcadia resulted in Hermes losing his son;


    Looking after Apollo''s nine Muses ended up with them in the beds of War God Mountain;


    A visit on behalf of Asclepius saw the Graces under the command of Aphrodite changing hands;


    Even the reclusive Goddess of Memory and the Goddess of Justice came to Athens on his behalf to support him;


    ...


    "In every single instance involving him, others suffer heavy losses, while he ends up profiting handsomely. Once might be a coincidence, but every time?"


    Listening to Athena''s quiet rhetorical question, Hestia pondered on it and a fine sweat beaded on her forehead.


    But the long-standing trust made her unable to refrain from offering a hesitant defense.


    "Isn''t he doing this for your sake, for the sake of Athens?"


    "Did you ask the Three Graces to be your Lesser Deities? Did I ask him to kidnap a bunch of Lesser Deities, including the two Titan Goddesses, and bring them up the mountain?"


    Athena glanced at her aunt who kept defending her own Lesser Deity and scoffed.


    "Don''t treat him like some harmless little bunny; his actions are not solely for my sake."


    "Where''s your evidence?"


    "None."


    Upon hearing this, Hestia perked up immediately.


    "All this fuss, and it turns out they''re just your suspicions and guesses."


    "That''s enough!"


    Athena''s cold snort cut off Hestia''s attempt to plead further, her deep, abyssal purple eyes flickering with a hidden glow.


    "He may have concealed his tracks well, not giving me any solid evidence to catch him. But in the world of the gods, his little cleverness can''t protect him forever!


    Many things don''t need evidence; it doesn''t matter whether he did or didn''t leave traces, but what the more powerful party thinks!


    This was the very lesson he had taught King Minos, but he forgot it himself!


    Just a bit of wariness caused King Minos to go to his death and the Minosians almost got exterminated.


    If His Majesty the King of Gods starts to suspect him and pays attention to such an unruly son, do you think he would still be alive up until now?


    Do you know how much trouble his little antics and all the Deities gathering on War God Mountain have caused me?


    If it weren''t for the fact that he''s still under your banner and that I draw most of the attention in Olympus, his end might not be much better than Asclepius''!"


    Listening to Athena''s relentless enumeration of faults, Hestia initially felt a bit scared, but as she heard the last part, the Goddess of the Hearth relaxed, hugging her niece''s arm and swaying cheerfully.


    "So, after all this, you do care about him!"


    The serious Goddess of Wisdom paused slightly, suddenly realizing that she had inadvertently revealed her true thoughts.


    But being as proud as she was, she refused to admit it and just held her head high with a humph.


    "I simply don''t want his self-righteous cleverness to catch my Father God''s attention and consequently ruin my big plans!"


    "And yet, didn''t you just say he has ulterior motives?" Hestia retorted with a grin.


    "It doesn''t matter. Since I choose to trust him, I''m not afraid of his hidden scheming," Athena said confidently. "Let him try whatever he wants, even if he dares to vie for the throne of Olympus. As his sister, I will give him that chance."


    But abruptly, the Goddess of Wisdom''s tone changed, cracking her knuckles and smirking coldly.


    "If he can''t even fool my eyes with his usual antics, and his power isn''t enough to defeat me, what right does he have to fool the gods and challenge the Almighty Father of Olympus?


    Without strength, no amount of scheming is presentable. If he relies solely on his cleverness, when a real crisis comes, he''ll just be meat on the chopping board."


    Hestia nodded thoughtfully after listening.


    "So, you beat him up for his own good?"


    "It''s better to suffer a bit under my hand and restrain that self-righteous cleverness than to be caught red-handed and die without a grave!" Athena declared righteously, inadvertently touching her protruding knuckles.


    Of course, part of it was also because she felt itchy for a fight...


    At that moment, Hestia too got spirited, flailing her small fists, ready to share Athena''s enemy.


    "That''s right! Beat him up! He deserves it! Next time, remember to call me to join you!"


    However, Athena looked meaningfully at her aunt upon hearing this.


    "Is that all? He has kept quite a bit from you."


    "If you''re not bothered, why should I be? He''ll tell me what he wants to when he''s ready."


    Hestia giggled bashfully, then looked up at the starry skies between which lay the sacred Olympus, her eyes brimming with clarity and resolve.


    "Moreover, no matter what he''s thinking or what he''s doing, I believe that he will make this world a better place!"


    Athena looked solemnly at the Hestia beside her. After a long time, she let out a weary sigh, her lips moving soundlessly.


    So, I had lost here before...


    Hestia, who was gazing at the stars, felt a voice and turned back in surprise to look at her grandniece.


    "What did you say?"


    "Nothing."


    Athena straightened her face and waved off.


    "Aunt, we''ve talked enough for today. If you have no other matters, go rest. I have to get busy tonight working on implementing those ideas he mentioned. Really, he only gave a rough outline, and left all the rest to me. Who''s working for whom here?"


    As her niece''s complaints faded inside the sealed temple door, Hestia, shoved out onto the plaza, furrowed her brows.


    Always being bullied isn''t the way; perhaps...


    The Goddess of the Hearth pondered for a long time, then gazed into the moonlight at the brilliant glow in her palm marked with flame patterns.

 Chapter 352 247: Stinky Little Sister, Needs Discipline (4.6k, 8k total today)

    At this moment, in the Queen of the Underworld''s chambers,


    Persephone looked towards Luo En, who was covered in cold sweat, and couldn''t help but stand up to inquire with concern.


    "What''s wrong?"


    "It''s nothing, just remembered some unhappy memories."


    After brushing off the question, Luo En raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his gaze flickering darkly.


    The recent smooth sailing had indeed made him somewhat complacent, neglecting the increasingly subtle attitude of Athena towards him.


    It seemed that his elder sister might have noticed something.


    Even if not everything, at least a good seventy or eighty percent, perhaps.


    But since she has not exposed it, it also means that he did not need to worry about Athena executing familial justice upon him should his identity and the plotting against the gods be revealed.


    Of course, a few beatings were definitely unavoidable.


    After all, he was waving the flags of War God Mountain and Hestia; his actions outside would inevitably bring some pressure upon Athena.


    No wonder she had been so irritable lately, igniting at the slightest provocation.


    Unconsciously, Luo En felt his abused rear begin to throb subtly again.


    Before he could silently mourn for his own behind, a slight shift in the air flow from behind the closet door pulled his attention back to the present.


    Luo En slightly narrowed his eyes, as if asking casually.


    "Your Highness the Queen of the Underworld, if I may be so bold, it seems that your relationship with your daughter Melinoe is not very harmonious?"


    Persephone nodded slightly, sighing helplessly.


    "These years, because of my son Zagreus''s affairs, I''ve been steeped in past sorrows every day, inevitably neglecting that child''s feelings. It''s only natural that she harbors grievances against me."


    "Given your feelings for Zagreus, how could you not love your own child? I suppose there must be some compelling reasons behind your actions."


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then spoke thoughtfully.


    "Is it because of your godmother? You worry that too much attention towards Princess Melinoe might allow Hecate to exploit her, drawing her into the disputes of divine authority, following her brother''s old path, or perhaps, that Goddess Mingyue might use this to blackmail you into doing something you''re unwilling to do, bringing greater disaster to the Netherworld?"


    Persephone was slightly taken aback, quite surprised as she looked at Luo En, then nodded gently and sighed.


    "Keeping my distance from her is also a helpless move, even if it makes her hate me, it doesn''t matter. No matter who teaches her, who appeases her, as long as she can live a good life, that''s what''s most important."


    "But this choice, for a mother, is undoubtedly even more painful. You have already lost a loved one, and the remaining one is your everything..."


    Luo En deliberately raised his voice, genuinely admiring, while also casting a sympathetic and respectful look towards the Queen of the Underworld.


    Indistinctly, the breath behind the closet seemed to grow somewhat heavier.


    And seeing this child before her, so understanding of a mother''s painstaking efforts, Persephone was moved, hesitated slightly, and finally made a certain decision, speaking softly.


    "Since you understand all this, I just happen to have something I hope to entrust to you."


    "You mean?"


    "Melinoe! I hope you take the opportunity to lead my daughter out of the Netherworld, so she no longer has to be controlled by Hecate, and doesn''t have to stay in this dark, sunless Netherworld all day, but can live freely on the earth."


    Persephone looked earnestly at Luo En, her voice softening.


    "If you can, please consider her as your sister."


    Parental love, planning far for the sake of their offspring.


    This Queen of the Underworld, in order to let her daughter have a normal life free from restrictions, even carried a plea in her hopeful gaze.


    Luo En nodded without hesitation, his face solemn as he made a promise.


    "Alright, I promise you, once we''re out of the Netherworld, she''ll be my sister..."


    "Tch, who wants to be your sister! You better stop being presumptuous here!"


    Just then, unable to bear it any longer, Melinoe dragged her body, securely bound by cursed ropes, out of the closet like a caterpillar, her hostile grey eyes glaring at Luo En, her cherry-red lips moving briskly, spouting disparaging words like rapid-fire.


    "Don''t know where this pretty boy came from, looking good but so incompetent. You think you''re fit to be my brother? Thinking of controlling me? You better stay far away!"


    The actions of the princess of the Netherworld right then perfectly embodied the classic image of "rebellious girl, venomous tongue."


    In a moment, Luo En''s attempt to maintain a gentle expression in front of the Queen of the Underworld stiffened slightly, his blood pressure surged, and veins bulged on his forehead.


    Immediately, Melinoe raised her head defiantly, looking at the mother who was entrusting her to someone else, and spewed another round of harsh sarcasm.


    "And you, you and Hades never cared for me from childhood, and now you come acting all concerned? Don''t think I''ll believe anything you say."


    At that moment, a crisp crack came from the sleeves flanking Luo En.


    He clenched his fists.


    Regaining his composure, Luo En took a deep breath, his face blossoming into a "benevolent" smile as he looked towards the somber Persephone and pointed lightly at his sister, who stood proud like a victorious rooster, his tone unusually gentle as he asked.


    "May I punch her?"


    "..."


    Persephone, distressed by her own daughter''s situation, found the inquiry on the other side somewhat difficult to respond to.


    "She previously pretended to be like you, aiming to steal the golden bough from the garden and escape, and when I caught her, she lashed out at me directly."


    Luo En bluntly accused Melinoe of her numerous misdeeds to the Queen of the Underworld, then spoke earnestly.

 Chapter 353 247: Stinky Little Sister, Needs Discipline (4.6k, 8k total today)_2

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    "For your sake, I won''t stoop to her level. But not everyone in this world will give her leeway. And once on the surface, her terrible character will eventually lead to her downfall. Those lessons that you''re either inconvenient to teach or too tenderhearted to enforce, might as well let me do the dirty work."


    Perceiving the earnest concern in those words, the Queen of the Underworld fell silent.


    "Persephone, don''t listen to his nonsense! Let me go now! Otherwise, I''ll spill your little secret to Hades and Hecate and see how you clean up the mess!"


    At this, the Queen of the Underworld, who usually presented herself with gentleness, instantly had her face frost over as she coldly looked toward Melinoe, who was making threats.


    As a chill breeze blew through the room, the Netherworld princess subconsciously shrank her neck.


    Seeing her daughter submit, Persephone sighed deeply, looking toward Luo En across from her.


    "After all, I am her mother."


    "Then, okay, I..."


    "Go easy on her."


    Luo En, who had thought beating the young ghost was not an option, wore a look of astonishment upon his face. Upon seeing Persephone nodding in confirmation again, a joyful smile spread across his face.


    "Don''t worry, I always advocate against violence. If I may be so bold to ask, your garden is vast and seems to house many animals from above. Do you have goats?"


    With Luo En''s assurance, the Queen of the Underworld finally relaxed, smiling faintly.


    "Yes!"


    Seeing the sinister silhouettes interwoven before her, the Goddess of Conspiracy couldn''t help but shrink her neck, clamoring with feigned bravery.


    "What, what are you trying to do? Don''t mess around!"


    Luo En walked over with his fingers interlocked, knuckles cracking, and lifted Melinoe with a hand, his eyes brimming with pleasure as he appraised the Netherworld princess. His smile brightened, unnervingly brilliant.


    "Silly child, consider this your formal notice that your good days are over..."


    ~~


    "Ahahaha...so ticklish! Hahaha...no! No more..."


    At nightfall, gasping laughter echoed throughout the entire garden. The trembling voice carried an indescribable mix of sorrow and rage.


    "She really won''t get hurt?"


    Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld, was restless at the stone table in the pavilion, frequently glancing at Luo En.


    "Relax, listen to how happy she is laughing; she''s definitely fine."


    Luo En murmured as he sipped his Ambrosial Honey Wine, his eyes smiling as he reassuringly replied.


    Is she laughing? Why does it feel like she''s crying?


    Though Persephone was still worried, thinking of her daughter''s bad temperament, she ultimately decided to let it be.


    Seemingly catching the discussions in the pavilion, the laughter erupting from a certain low house suddenly turned into intermittent cursing.


    "Rascal! Wretch...stupid...haha...lousy pig! You''re framing me! Just wait, I won''t...let you off! With this kind of...severity...you can''t expect...to make me...submit! Hahaha!"


    Luo En''s lips curled into a pleased arc, sighing in admiration.


    "Tsk tsk, a deity''s constitution is indeed different. You''ve been cursing for half an hour and still have so much energy. Seeing that you''re in such high spirits, let''s add another two hours of punishment."


    "..."


    Suddenly, the ruckus from the cabin ceased, as if a duck''s neck had been snapped mid-squawk.


    "Ahahaha...woe is me...shameless...Persephone...look at him...save me!"


    Shortly after, the off-tune and trembling laughter turned into a pitiful accusation of someone''s bullying, invoking the ultimate weapon of a bratty child��calling for a parent!


    Seeing Persephone fidget, Luo En smiled and comforted her.


    "She used to be so lawless, but now she actually knows to ask for your help. Seems like the discipline is having an effect."


    The Queen of the Underworld agreed, patiently picking up her cup to drink alone, while the laughter that was somewhere between laughing and crying echoed around her.


    "You dare...treat me like this, once I get out, I definitely won''t...ahahaha...I definitely won''t let you off!"


    "You''re so brave, another 20 minutes then!"


    "You...haha...so ticklish...get away! Get away! Wuu...once I''m out, I''ll stew all of you!"


    The Netherworld princess within the house gasped and wailed, though she did not overtly give in, she dared not continue her tirade against the demons outside, only managing to threaten the other group of accomplices inside with venomous words.


    However, under the flickering light, with demon horns on the left and right, hair disheveled, pupils oddly rectangular, and gray-white eyes shimmering in the darkness, the executioner merely issued a puzzled sound.


    "Meh?"


    Afterward, they buried their heads even more eagerly into their licking...


    Melinoe wailed again, her cries a mix of laughter and sobs.


    Creak...


    The door opened softly, the flickering light spilling into the room.


    In the dimly lit room, the once haughty Netherworld princess was firmly bound to a chair by curse chains, her legs fastened straight, her jade-like feet sprinkled with amber honey.


    Two goats tied nearby, drawn by the sweet aroma, scraped her feet over and over again with their coarse tongues, greedily lapping up the sweetness.


    "Rascal..."


    Under the kindly gaze of the lamplighter, Melinoe, who had a belly full of curse words, choked up.


    Who came up with such a dastardly way to punish someone? Even the punishments in Tartarus aren''t this cruel!


    Although Melinoe no longer dared hurl abuse openly, not giving the person before her an excuse for personal revenge, her heart was seething, silently cursing the smiling scoundrel to high heavens.


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 Chapter 354 247: Stinky Little Sister, Needs Discipline (4.6k, 8k total today)_3

    Similarly, with eyes almost swollen to peaches and having held herself until the end, Melinoe naturally did not show a pleasant expression. She sniffled sharply and forced a cold huff.


    "The time... time is up, hurry... let me down!"


    "Who said the time is up? There are still a full two hours left."


    Luo En blinked, shook his head slightly, then tenderly stroked the heads of the two fluffy goats, slowly pulling out a jar of amber liquid from his embrace, smiling affectionately at Melinoe who was bound to the chair.


    "I''m worried there''s too little honey, they haven''t eaten their fill, so I''ll add a bit more."


    "..."


    Melinoe''s feigned toughness faded instantly, her face paled, her body shook like a sieve, and her eyes, gradually filling with tears, looked at the initiator in front of her with despair and anger, with one clear word reflected in her mind.


    Beast!


    Seeing that the punishment was about to continue, Melinoe, who had had a sufficient taste of suffering, no longer put on airs and immediately let out a humiliated wail.


    "Let me go! I know I was wrong, I will always listen to you from now on."


    "You don''t realize your mistake, you just know fear."


    Luo En shook his head meaningfully, patiently smeared honey on her delicate feet, and then waved goodbye encouragingly.


    "There are two more hours, you must hold on."


    As the door was slowly closed, Melinoe, who was still somewhat defiant, heard that "baa baa" demonic sound, her face turned ashen, her gaze vacant.


    Beast!


    Following that, cries that were a mix of laughing and crying again emanated from the dark room, gradually turning feeble.


    The cries changed over time, time after time.


    Fifteen minutes later


    "Bastard... haha... beast... sob sob...I will never forgive you..."


    Forty minutes later


    "Haha... stop licking, it''s so ticklish, so ticklish... sob sob... Persephone... I can''t bear it anymore... save me, I dare not do it again, I will listen to everything you say..."


    An hour later.


    "Hahaha... no... let me out... sob haha... I know I was wrong... I was wrong... mother, save me!"


    After being tortured for more than an hour, Melinoe''s will collapsed, her psychological defenses completely crumbled, and she cried out for mercy.


    Ee yah~


    Finally, the sound of the door, like a heavenly melody, reached the ears of the tortured Netherworld princess, bringing a glimmer of light to her hollow eyes.


    Melinoe, lying there as if revived by a shot of adrenaline, her eyes blazed with a fierce will to live.


    "Alright, your mother really can''t stand to see you suffer, let''s end today''s little game early..."


    In a tone laced with lingering thoughts, the restraints on Melinoe''s limbs were subsequently unfastened.


    Like a startled quail, the Netherworld princess immediately threw herself into the arms of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld.


    With her divine power sealed, she could only feel a semblance of safety near her mother.


    However, due to the inhumane torture that had drained Melinoe of all her energy, she barely managed to stand up, her limbs weakened, causing her to collapse immediately.


    Fortunately, the Queen of the Underworld timely reached out to catch her daughter, preventing her from hitting the floor.


    As she fell into that warm embrace, Melinoe clung tightly to her mother''s slim waist, overwhelmed with grief, she couldn''t help but burst into tears, snot and tears mixing together.


    Why did it take you so long, dear mom!


    "Ah, if you were this obedient earlier, why would you need to suffer like this..."


    In a voice filled with reluctance and heartache, a warm hand covered the rebellious girl''s head, gently stroking.


    Melinoe paused for a moment, intending to retort but seeing a certain demon sneering beside her, she quickly nodded in resignation, then closed her eyes and snuggled into her mother''s embrace, no longer able to resist sleepiness and drifted off to sleep.


    Mother''s embrace felt warmer than ever before.


    And that sense of safety, after the dramatic ups and downs, brewed a strong dependency within her, making her wish to prolong this moment forever.


    Is this the suspension bridge effect? Contrast effect? Or perhaps Stockholm syndrome?


    At the door, Luo En, who had played the villain, muttered to himself while smiling affectionately at the harmonious scene between mother and daughter, and stealthily led away the two well-fed goats from the room.


    "Baa~~"


    In the low calling sound, Melinoe, who was shrinking in the arms of the Queen of the Underworld and dozing off, couldn''t help but shudder, her fear of this creature evidently embedded deep in her bones.


    And legend has it, from then on, goats became a symbol of demons in Hell, and the Goddess of Conspiracy''s favorite method of torturing sinners'' spirits involved this sweet punishment.

 Chapter 355 248 I Still Prefer Your Untamed Nature (4.7k)

    Netherworld, early morning.


    The melodious chirping of birds filtered through the carved window lattices into the bedroom, where Luo En comfortably stretched and opened his eyes, awakening from meditation.


    He got out of bed, drew back the curtains and windows, and was greeted by the fragrant scent of the soil and a breeze mixed with the aroma of flowers, refreshing and delightful. The lush, elegant garden in front of him made it hard to believe that he was in the sunless Netherworld.


    However, once his gaze moved beyond the greenery at the edge, the grey, desolate true colors of the place seeped back into view.


    Truth be told, no matter how beautifully constructed this garden was, it was nothing more than a sophisticated birdcage, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, was the canary trapped within.


    But birds, by nature, belong to the sky.


    Although she had already freed herself from her shackles, unable to take flight once more, she did not wish for her daughter to follow in her footsteps and spend her life in the sunless depths of the Netherworld.


    Poor are the hearts of parents everywhere...


    Just as Luo En was moved to contemplation, the firmly closed door was suddenly pushed open. A rebellious-looking, pale-skinned girl with short black hair burst in.


    "You..."


    "Hmm?"


    Luo En raised an eyebrow and turned to cast a deep look at the newcomer.


    Instantly, Melinoe, who once held unrivaled status as the princess of the Netherworld, shrank her neck like a mouse that had seen a cat, hurriedly bowed her head and corrected herself with a somewhat unfamiliar title.


    "Bro... Brother..."


    "Hmm, remember, just call me that when you go out."


    Hearing the reluctant but finally spoken word, Luo En nodded in satisfaction and solemnly advised with the air of someone speaking from experience.


    "Don''t think I''m taking advantage of you, I''m doing this for your own good. Escaping the Netherworld is only the first step, and a relatively simple one at that. The harder part is not getting caught and sent back afterwards. If you want to live freely above ground, you need to start by forgetting that you''re a princess of the Netherworld and keep a low profile. Otherwise, you''ll end up like Sisyphus, who escaped three times only to be thrown back into Tartarus for punishment."


    "Oh..."


    Melinoe quickly nodded her head, putting on an obedient, eager-to-learn facade.


    Luo En glanced at the obedient child before him, his gaze falling to her feet as he spoke solemnly.


    "Also, what else have I taught you? Knock before entering."


    Hearing this, Melinoe hastily stepped back outside the door, knocked on the door panel, and after receiving permission, timidly asked in a pinched voice.


    "If you''re up, shall we have breakfast together? Brother? Mother made it herself."


    "Hmm, you go ahead, I''ll be there after I change my clothes."


    He looked towards the door, where he had just managed the Goddess of Conspiracy, and nodded in satisfaction, waving his hand.


    Only after receiving a firm reply did Melinoe carefully close the door again, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, and furiously shook her fist in the air.


    There was no helping it; even at her prime, she couldn''t defeat him and had been thoroughly beaten.


    Moreover, now that her divine power was sealed, her divine artifact, the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction, was confiscated, and even her mother, Persephone, stood behind him, supporting him.


    When the situation is beyond your control, you have to bow your head.


    Of course, true to Melinoe''s temperament, she hadn''t hesitated to resist and seek revenge.


    For instance, after suffering a punishing ordeal, she took advantage of a dark and windy night, armed with a small knife, sneaked into someone''s bedroom intending to stab him a few times to vent her anger.


    However, a devious individual had prepared in advance, catching her red-handed and even pulling the Queen of the Underworld out from hiding to act as a witness.


    From then on, a thoroughly disappointed Persephone turned from a loving mother to a stepmother, ignoring her own daughter and fully supporting that outsider instead.


    Thus, right after getting out of bed, she found herself thrown back into the solitary black room to be punished with sheep, crying and making a fuss throughout the remaining torturous hour.


    After repeated setbacks, Melinoe was certainly not reconciled. After recovering, she regrouped and set out on revenge once more.


    This time, having learned from painful experience, she took the initiative to slaughter all the sheep in the garden first, thinking that even if she failed, at least she wouldn''t continue to be tormented by them.


    However, just when she thought the sheep punishment was the worst of his inhuman limits, she discovered he could descend even further into cruelty.


    ��Water torture.


    During this punishment, the victim''s body was bound, and the head also fixed in place, with water dripping repeatedly on the same spot on the forehead. The cool water made the forehead progressively cooler, and body temperature slowly lost. Particularly when blindfolded, everything was darkness, and in the enclosed room, the only company was the sound of water drops hitting the forehead. It was a double torture, both physical and psychological, made worse by the dark, quiet environment driving the victim to madness.


    ��Coffin torture.


    A coffin just over a meter in length, width, and height, or even smaller, only big enough for an adult to sit hunched over or lie curled up like an infant; filled with a gel that fixed the victim''s body in a specific position, preventing any movement. Once the coffin was closed and buried underground, not a glimmer of light or sound penetrated, it was so quiet one could hear their own heartbeat. Yet, the enhanced body remained acutely awake, feeling every second ticking by, along with that loneliness more terrifying than death itself.


    ...


    With his mother''s tacit consent and even cooperation, that bastard kept enforcing ''fishing-law enforcement'', then enticing her to err and using those excruciating and inhuman punishments to torment her over and over again, all under the guise of ''character education''.

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    Even later, that bastard actually wanted to use ants to taste the sweetness of honey instead of the goat...


    However, before that moment could persist, Melinoe had become thoroughly subdued; after suffering punishment, she burst into tears and rushed into the Queen of the Underworld''s chamber, pleading for her dear mother''s protection and swearing upon the River Styx never again to seek vengeance against a certain bastard.


    After that, both parties officially made peace.


    Luo En, entrusted by the Queen of the Underworld, began to give Melinoe special training to integrate into human life.


    The Netherworld princess, whose temperament had been almost entirely grinded down, could only obediently nod in agreement.


    And after a brief period of instruction, Luo En''s teaching was showing initial results.


    At least, after having had her fill of hardship, Melinoe was no longer as reckless and lawless as before, no longer eager to make it known to her enemies that she harbored intentions of calculated revenge.


    Now, she actually looked a bit like a Goddess of Conspiracy, knowing how to bide her time and disguise her intentions.


    Conspiracies thrive in the darkness, amidst chaos; the more brazen the scheme, the more likely it is to be exposed, inviting retribution.


    It was a lesson Melinoe had learned through blood and tears, this priceless experience.


    Although the seal had not been lifted, she had a vague feeling that her own divinity and that of the Goddess of Conspiracy within her were merging more deeply.


    That was why Melinoe, who had been outsmarted time and again, was willing to swallow her pride and make peace with that principal instigator of trouble.


    Of course, it was only temporary; she was the Goddess who mastered deception and scheming, not some saint of kindness and love.


    When the opportunity for revenge came, she would still seek it. Wait till you''re in my clutches, you''ll get yours!


    In a moment of self-congratulatory pleasure, Melinoe''s lips curled sinisterly upward, a cold, ill-intentioned smile spreading across her face.


    "What are you thinking about, smiling so happily?"


    The faint inquiry by her ear suddenly pulled the Goddess of Conspiracy from her reverie back to reality.


    Seeing the face at the door that seemed to smile yet not smile, Melinoe couldn''t help but shiver, struggling to squeeze out an innocent and pure smile on her youthful face.


    "Of course, I''m just too happy to have the rare opportunity to dine with you, brother..."


    Luo En nodded and commented warmly with a smile, "Hmm, quick reaction. But the reason is too fake, and the expression too unnatural. Next time you''re thinking about something unhealthy, make sure to be aware of your surroundings."


    Hearing this, the fine layer of cold sweat that had just been wiped from Melinoe''s forehead reappeared, and her dry throat swallowed several gulps of saliva involuntarily.


    Damn, I''ve been found out, am I going to be thrown into the dark room again tonight?


    As the Goddess of Conspiracy agonized internally, a hand gently patted her trembling shoulders, and a thoughtful hum followed closely in her ear.


    "Threats are the most foolish self-revelation, and releasing anger without thought is the most dangerous form of caprice. Therefore, before you have the power to solve the problem, never let others easily know what you''re thinking, especially your enemies."


    Luo En shook his head teasingly, snapping his fingers toward the front.


    "Being eager to scratch at someone just because your claws have grown back is a bit too impatient. If you want to be a good Goddess of Conspiracy, start by learning a bit of facial expression management, my dear sister..."


    "Ow~"


    Melinoe, clutching the spot on her forehead that had been stricken, crouched down and let out a pained groan.


    It wasn''t until Luo En''s figure walked past the corridor that she carefully lowered her hand, the exaggerated suffering on her face fading into a trace of confusion.


    Has this guy changed his ways today? He didn''t take the chance to retaliate against me?


    However, what he said, sounded pretty reasonable.


    "Don''t let others know what you''re thinking, especially your enemies..."


    Melinoe murmured as she stood up, stretching her hands to rub her somewhat stiff cheeks and then displaying a sweet, radiant smile as she ran ahead waving her hands.


    "Brother, wait for me!"


    As Luo En heard her and paused his steps, Melinoe immediately slipped her hand into Luo En''s arm, shaking the "brother" on her side and walking shoulder to shoulder into the living room.


    At that moment, Persephone, who was busy bringing dish after dish to the table, looked up at the sound and saw the siblings entering side by side, causing her to pause briefly in surprise.


    "You two..."


    "Mother, let''s start eating, I''m starving to death."


    Melinoe stepped forward to help, taking a dish from the Queen of the Underworld''s hands to the table, cooing with a winsome smile.


    Luo En, meanwhile, was setting the table and arranging the cutlery with a supporting smile.


    "Me too, I''ve rarely had the chance to eat the pastries and meals you make these days."


    "It''s all because those old guys down in Tartarus won''t settle down, or otherwise, I would rather stay in the garden and cook for you every day."


    Persephone responded almost reflexively, looking lovingly at the harmoniously interacting son and daughter before her, as if feeling the atmosphere of the "home" she had longed for.


    Family, huh?


    A bright smile spread across the Queen of the Underworld''s beautiful face as she affectionately called for Luo En and Melinoe to sit beside her, serving them food and piling vegetables onto their plates.


    The mounds of food on their plates looked like her years of guilt and the affection she had failed to provide her children.


    "Eat up, eat quickly. There''s more mushroom soup in the kitchen, I''ll go get it."


    Watching Persephone bustling about, unwilling to rest for a moment, Melinoe, who had originally only attempted to pretend for the sake of fun, felt a surge of complex emotions within her heart.


    Luo En, observing the shifts in Melinoe''s expression, swallowed the food he was chewing and smiled faintly.

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    "It''s obvious, Mother really loves you."


    Melinoe came back to her senses, unceremoniously giving Luo En a cold look.


    "That''s my mother, what does she have to do with you? Stop trying to make connections!"


    "Just a moment ago, you were all ''big brother this, big brother that'', and now you deny it? I''m so heartbroken."


    Luo En clutched his chest, putting on a mournful expression, then pointed to the Lady of the Underworld bustling in the kitchen and spoke with a smile.


    "But no matter, even if you deny it, the Lady of the Underworld will agree, she would love for me to call her mother forever."


    With her real mother by her side, Melinoe, feeling a bit more confident, was just about to stand up and rebuke the shameless guy with a few harsh words.


    But unexpectedly, a meaningful whisper came through, "Eat well, as this might be your last meal together."


    "What do you mean?" Melinoe paused slightly, puzzled.


    "Your training is finished, and the unrest in Tartarus has mostly settled down, it''s about time we left."


    Luo En swallowed a piece of lamb chop, elegantly wiped his mouth, and spoke solemnly.


    "If you don''t want to disappoint her, and you don''t want to accept ''reeducation'', then play along with me in this act."


    After hearing this, Melinoe gave a slight nod to show her cooperation, her face uncertain.


    It was unclear whether she was considering maternal affection or fearing the power of ''reeducation''.


    Or perhaps, both?


    Luo En shook his head, put down his fork, a warm smile surfaced on his face as he approached Persephone in the kitchen.


    "Here, let me help you."


    "Mother, I''ll help too!"


    As if in a race for favor or perhaps out of spite, Melinoe shouted louder, rushed forward, grabbed the soup pot, and brought it to the table, swiftly serving both herself and Persephone.


    When it was Luo En''s turn, she hesitated for a moment, but eventually, under the somewhat mocking gaze of someone, she gritted her teeth, squeezed a radiant smile on her face, and scooped a full spoonful of thick soup into Luo En''s bowl.


    "Brother, this is for you, eat more."


    Luo En lowered his eyes to the bowl, which was mostly filled with broth and a few overcooked vegetable leaves, his expression darkened.


    This cheeky little sister, still so deserving of discipline.


    Luo En kept his composure, picked up his soup bowl, put on a genial smile, and continued to enjoy this unique family feast.


    However, his occasional glances at Melinoe carried a deep, sinister shadow.


    Time would tell, when back on land without anyone to protect you, we''ll see if you cry to death.


    Perhaps sensing the invisible chill, the nearby Goddess of Conspiracy shrank her neck and became much more restrained, patiently creating a harmonious family atmosphere of maternal kindness and dutiful children, respectful brother and obedient sister.


    Watching Melinoe''s poor acting, as well as her awkward attempts in front of the Lady of the Netherworld to get her mother to help release her own seal and regain the upper hand, the amused Luo En found it increasingly interesting.


    At this moment, he probably understood how Athena felt when she tormented him in the past.


    Crushing dominance feels thrilling.


    Not just in battles, but also in outsmarting intellectually.


    Finally, the feast ended in a satisfying manner, Luo En put down the utensils, looked seriously at Persephone, and began to address the main issue.


    "We have troubled you for so long, and considering the time, we should be departing now."


    The Lady of the Underworld''s heart trembled, and although her eyes held reluctance, she ultimately nodded gently.


    All feasts must come to an end; the turmoil in Tartarus was nearly over, letting them stay any longer would not be safe.


    "But before we depart, I have some questions I need your guidance on."


    Luo En thought for a moment, gazing at the listening Lady of the Netherworld, and spoke slowly, voicing the confusion that had long weighed on his heart.


    "Since in the last divergence of Fate, the Three Fates representing ''inevitability'' have already won, why didn''t they pursue victory conclusively by completely consuming Hecate, and why grant her such threatening privileges and courtesies? It surely can''t be because His Majesty the King of Gods remembers the care from Nyx in his past?"


    "If that was the case, His Majesty wouldn''t have skinned his foster mother, the goat Amalthea, to create the ''Aegis Shield'' and ''Horn of Plenty''."


    Persephone sarcastically remarked, then pondered for a moment before speaking gravely.


    "To my knowledge, it''s because my godmother holds a critically important secret, one that even Zeus and the Three Fates dare not act rashly against."


    "What secret?"


    "I am not sure of the specifics, but it seems related to ''Blissful Paradise''."


    Hearing the Lady of the Netherworld''s answer, Luo En''s gaze flickered subtly, murmuring lowly.


    ...Blissful Paradise again?

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    At this moment, seeing Luo En with a contemplative expression, Persephone spoke with a meaningful reminder.


    "Don''t delve too deeply into secrets beyond your control, for they may very well harm you."


    "I don''t want to, but there are some things that must be done."


    At these words, Luo En snapped back to reality and gave a wry smile, helplessly pulling down one side of his garment to reveal the faintly visible black ring-shaped mark on his chest.


    The Wheel of Hecate, the mark planted by that Goddess of the Underworld, Mingyue, as part of a bet they had made years ago.


    And as the collection of the twelve aspects of Divinity neared completion, the reaction of this brand seemed to grow increasingly intense...


    An unsettling feeling from the unknown made Luo En hesitate to continue collecting the aspects of Divinity. He opted to temporarily pause the battle of wits against the Olympian Twelve Gods and ventured to the Netherworld first, trying to investigate and hoping to find some useful clues and leverage.


    Witnessing the scene unfold, Persephone felt startled.


    "You are about to [mature]? So soon!"


    "[Mature]?"


    Luo En was taken aback by her words, looking puzzled.


    Queen of the Underworld fell silent for a moment, then sighed deeply while looking at Luo En.


    "Yes, exactly what the word means. Your [fruit] is about to reach the time of [harvest]."


    Luo En pondered for a while, his eyes flickering thoughtfully.


    "Are you referring to the [potentiality] within me?"


    Persephone nodded and asked thoughtfully.


    "Do you remember who I told you was the first child to inherit this potentiality?"


    "The son of the Goddess of Wisdom, Metis��Porus."


    "What divine office was he supposed to inherit?"


    "God of Opportunity?"


    "And what about my godmother? What is the most fundamental aspect of her divine authority?"


    "In the world of the gods, Hecate represents an element of chance, adding a touch of fortune. Zeus and The Three Fates pull out the threads of inevitability; they can foresee how time shall unfold. Hecate, on the other hand, adds a bit of oil to the gears, leaving room for unpredictability, thus allowing the world to turn more freely. Her privilege is to be unrestrained by Fate... [a chance of possibility]?"


    Luo En murmured, recalling what he had read about Hecate in the records of the Temple of Memory, when suddenly a bolt of realization struck him,


    "Porus and Hecate share the same Divinity!"


    Opportunity is, in essence, a kind of chance; the nature of both is closely related.


    Hearing that Luo En had come to a realization, Persephone nodded slightly, her voice deep with meaning as she inquired softly,


    "What would happen if two deities with similar divine powers were to interact?"


    Luo En recalled that night when Hecate had coveted him in the tent, a shiver running down his spine, his throat turning dry.


    "She wants to consume me?"


    Ever since the gods were born, the expansion of their divine authority and the competition of their divinity had never ceased, with countless examples of mutual consumption.


    Zeus overthrew the rule of Kronos, solidified his position as the Divine King, consumed Metis, and gained the original wisdom;


    Apollo gathered the Nine Muses as lesser deities, took over the prophetic rights granted by the Goddess of Memory, and also took Helios'' Sun Chariot, bringing under his control the authority of the Sun;


    The river deity Occhanos exploded the Gold Coin of the old Sea God, Pontos, and thus came to possess the dominion over the sea. After the Titanomachy, Poseidon successfully usurped this divine authority, and the Sea King''s throne changed hands...


    Each of these events served as a reminder of the perilous situation Luo En currently found himself in.


    Since their divinity shared the same origin, he was undoubtedly a flavorful feast for Hecate.


    But even though he understood the covetousness of Hecate, Luo En was still confused.


    "If that''s the case, why didn''t she just consume me earlier?"


    "Because the [Seed] needs to go through the process of flowering and fruiting to yield a sweet [fruit]."


    Persephone sighed and looked up at Luo En, her voice faint but significant,


    "The original Porus died before he was born; my little Zagreus was born only to die again. Both had inherited the [Seed], but before it could germinate and grow, they no longer existed. Only you are still alive..."


    With the Queen of the Underworld''s reminder, clarity dawned on Luo En.


    He finally understood why Hecate had saved him as an infant under Zeus'' nose, why she had agreed to provide him with convenience and early protection, and played with him a [game] that would tip the balance of Olympus'' divine authority.


    The reason was simple; his presence as a BUG meant the premature birth of the future God of Wine, Dionysus. This prompted the suspicious Zeus to take action and annihilate him.


    When Hecate discerned that the third seeding had failed, she had intended to reclaim the Seed representing [potentiality] for a new round of planning but found that this infant already harbored her own anomaly within him.


    Thus, the Goddess of the Underworld chose to go with the flow, allowing him to inherit that [potentiality], to become the soil where the [Seed] would grow and develop.


    Moreover, to provide nourishment for the [Seed], Hecate had also made a bet with him to overturn the divine order of Olympus.


    Because as long as Luo En himself kept prying into [the inevitable fate] with [a chance of possibility], bringing change after change,


    Correspondingly, the power of [chance] in this world would grow stronger, and the Seed within him, brimming with potentiality, would be watered and develop swiftly.


    If one day, using this power, he became the [Divine King] and completely rewrote the order set by The Three Fates and Zeus, then it would be as if the [Seed] had grown into a new [World Tree], possessing the authority to control the fate of all things.

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    However, this future was far too unpredictable for Hecate, who was an investor.


    On one hand, Zeus and The Three Fates might not give him the chance to grow, and once they noticed and made their move, it would be a loss for Hecate;


    on the other hand, if he truly grew into a "Divine King", it was uncertain who between him and Hecate would end up devouring the other.


    Therefore, for various reasons, Hecate probably wouldn''t wait until then to choose to harvest the "fruit".


    And judging by the reaction of that Goddess of the Nether Moon previously, the most likely time to "harvest" would be��when he became the chief god?


    At this thought, Luo En''s mind conjured the image of a twelve-sided die illuminated on nine faces, his eyes narrowing slightly.


    ��Dice of Chance, inevitable Fate...


    It turned out that from the conversation on War God Mountain, the second round of the gamble had already been in progress.


    ��I lose, the trajectory of destiny has been leveraged by me in succession, your Authority of Chance has been indirectly strengthened, and at worst, you could take the opportunity to reshuffle while Zeus and The Three Fates deal with me, and proceed to the next "sowing";


    ��I win, I successfully advance to the chief god, and you can take the opportunity to swallow that mature and strengthened Aspect of Chance from me, giving yourself the capital to contend with The Three Fates...


    However this plays out, you won''t come out a loser, will you?


    Realizing that from the very beginning he had not escaped the calculations of his mentor, Luo En suddenly felt a headache coming on.


    What the hell? Asking for directions in the Netherworld turned from a straight path to being blocked at both ends.


    If I lose, I will be dealt with by Zeus and The Three Fates;


    If I win, I will be devoured by Hecate...


    How do I even play this game? This is ridiculous!


    Luo En pondered for a moment, his glistening eyes turning towards the Queen of the Underworld across from him, showing a look of sincerity and seriousness.


    "If possible, I would like to visit the Elysian Fields before I leave."


    Persephone was silent for a while, her gaze sweeping over the black mark on Luo En''s chest, and she slowly spoke.


    "Tomorrow, I will host a banquet for my godmother."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s heart leapt with joy, and he nodded in understanding.


    "Thank you!"


    "No need, I am also considering it for Melinoe; as long as you live, she won''t follow in Zagreus''s footsteps."


    Persephone gently shook her head, admitting candidly, then glanced at her still naive daughter with affection, painfully withdrew her gaze, and waved them off.


    "All right, I will send a message to my godmother tonight and make some preparations. Just in case, it''s best if you don''t stay here overnight."


    "Yes, rest assured, I will take good care of Melinoe."


    Luo En quickly nodded earnestly and began leading Melinoe towards the exit.


    "Take care of yourself, too..."


    The soft, lingering voice came from behind him. Luo En''s figure paused briefly, he nodded gently, and then holding Melinoe''s arm, he concealed their forms and strode out towards the garden.


    In the quiet and empty great hall, the Queen of the Underworld, sitting at the dining table, watched the two fading figures in the mist for a long, long time...


    ~~


    By the river Styx, Melinoe frequently looked back at the garden hidden in the mist, murmuring hesitantly.


    "Actually, staying in the Netherworld, with no worries about food or clothing, and with so many people serving, isn''t so bad."


    "If it''s really as you say, would your mother go to such lengths to send you away?"


    Luo En retorted with a light scoff, throwing a glance at the wavering Melinoe, and murmured introspectively.


    "If you don''t want to make things difficult for them, just follow me obediently. When you''re strong enough to control your own fate, it''ll not be too late to return."


    "Hmm..."


    Melinoe nodded, no longer speaking, and stood quietly waiting.


    Not bad, these few days Persephone didn''t raise you for nothing, and my teaching wasn''t wasted...


    Luo En secretly gave this Goddess of Conspiracy a satisfactory assessment internally, then withdrew his observational gaze, listened to the sound of water churning, and looked towards the ferry slowly approaching through the mist.


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    "It''s you, long time no see."


    Ferryman Charon of the Underworld River looked at the familiar face of Luo En on the shore, revealing an exceedingly affectionate smile as he excitedly rubbed his hands together.


    Immediately understanding, Luo En raised his hand and tossed a long piece of the golden bough to Charon, smiling as he spoke.


    "This is for our passage for two."


    Charon hurriedly caught the golden bough emanating a rich life force, held it up to his nostrils, and greedily absorbed the vitality. His withered flesh and the traces of his decayed old state suddenly showed signs of burgeoning life.


    Taking advantage of the moment the Ferryman of the Underworld River began his absorption, Luo En, pulling along Melinoe by the shore, boarded the ferry.


    "Set sail, to the usual place."


    "All righty, please hold on tight, we''ll be there in no time!"


    Upon hearing the generous customer behind him speak, Charon quickly stuffed the remaining piece of the golden bough into his little treasury, lifted the pole, and steered the ferry directly downstream on the Styx.


    On the way, in order to pass the time, Luo En casually inquired about the recent situation of Sisyphus.


    But upon hearing this name, Charon couldn''t help grinding his teeth in anger, inevitably launching into a tirade.


    "That bastard is truly despicable! He promised extra payment, yet after returning, he didn''t give me a dime!"


    "The God of Death in charge of overseeing Sisyphus''s punishment is your brother, right? If it comes to worst, you can ask him to help collect the debt."


    "Don''t even bring that up, Thanatos, for some reason, took it all in stride after being locked up by that punk for so long and isn''t even the slightest bit angry. Not only does he turn a blind eye from time to time to that kid pushing the rock, but he also occasionally brings him wine to drink, wine that''s specially reserved for the gods during the grand offering ceremonies - I haven''t even had a few tastes of it!"


    The more Charon spoke, the angrier he became, his red eyes almost shooting out flames.


    As the Greeks feared death, the deities of the Netherworld seldom received offerings.


    Additionally, with the Netherworld filled with deathly energy and lacking in living things, there naturally wasn''t much of a supply of food and drink.


    Only during the annual grand offering ceremonies, could the gods of the Netherworld obtain some communal offerings, including drinks and food, distributed by the God of Stove, Hestia.


    In particular, the divine ambrosia mead originating from Crete, brewed personally by the priests of the Dionysian Sect to pay tribute to the gods, was quite sought after in the Netherworld.


    Since Charon had no specific divine authority, he received very little each year, so he naturally abhorred Thanatos''s wasteful behavior.


    Listening to the verbal barrage from the Ferryman of the Underworld River, Luo En smiled meaningfully.


    "Perhaps, Thanatos wanted to offer the wines himself?"


    Charon looked puzzled, "Offer them himself? Why? That rascal Sisyphus locked him up for good half a year! He got played and still offers treats; did he get kicked in the head by a donkey?"


    Glancing at Charon, Luo En inquired lightly, "After being locked up for so long and then returning to his post, was Thanatos''s authority over death affected in any way?"


    Charon thought for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.


    "It seems not?"


    For a moment, the Ferryman of the Underworld River furrowed his brows, then added.


    "Moreover, it seems to have gotten stronger!"


    "That''s where the answer lies."


    The light in Luo En''s eyes flickered as he spoke solemnly, "Death is always present but often overlooked by the living, its reputation unremarkable. Yet once ''death'' veers off its destined course, causing unpredictable changes and a series of problems, people start remembering the renown of ''death''.


    Like the Sun rising and setting day after day without anyone paying attention,


    but if one day it stopped, and then it rose again, people''s interest in it would surge like never before, giving rise to discussion and faith. The authority of death would naturally be enhanced."


    Realizing the implications from Luo En''s musings, Charon suddenly saw the light.


    "Thanatos did it on purpose?!"


    "Do you really think a mere demigod could easily detain a Ruler of the Underworld for so long?"


    Luo En asked in return, his gaze filled with mocking playfulness.


    "I suspect, there''s some secret deal going on between those two."


    Otherwise, it would be hard to explain where Sisyphus gets his brazen confidence from.

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    On the banks of the Styx, Luo En stood at the shore, watching Charon, who was propelling the ferry, gradually move away until he disappeared into the dense fog before finally drawing back his gaze.


    Although this "add-money brother" was very professional and tactful, not asking too many questions about Melinoe, who was disguised with magic on the boat, like her identity or origin, treating it as just a routine business, Luo En still took extra caution considering Charon''s certain connections with Hecate.


    After spreading his divine will and carefully searching several times, ensuring that Charon and the ferry had completely left his sensing range, Luo En finally relaxed, called Melinoe, who was waiting nearby, and headed towards the depths of the dense fog.


    Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Melinoe couldn''t help but ask with some surprise, "This doesn''t seem to be the way to Elysium, does it?"


    "The banquet hosted by the Queen of the Underworld doesn''t officially start until tomorrow, and the invited Hecate probably hasn''t formally set out. Right now, both the sleeping chamber and Elysian Fields are unsafe, so of course we''ll need to find somewhere to spend the night and move opportunistically."


    Luo En explained casually, and then glanced at the newly enlightened Goddess of Conspiracy beside him, shaking his head inwardly.


    Lacking experience and consideration, too inexperienced.


    Even without comparing her to the original Goddess of Conspiracy, Hecate, the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena, or the nymph Tethys, even he himself could easily play her.


    For instance, he had only told her half of the truth just then.


    Choosing to disembark here was indeed due to the reasons that both the Queen''s sleeping chamber and Elysium were unsafe.


    But more importantly, the one who ferried them across the river was Charon, a deity linked to Hecate.


    To avoid the chance of that "add-money brother" selling them out, how could he possibly go loitering around Elysium conspicuously and leave evidence for others?


    Of course, he had to establish an alibi first and clear himself of suspicion before taking action.


    As the dim entrance to the hidden dungeon in the mountain rock came into view, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    "We''re here."


    "Woof!"


    At that moment, Cerberus, the guardian dog of the Netherworld, hearing the noise, dashed out from the depths of the dungeon, raised his three heads towards the approaching Luo En, and barked joyfully.


    "Alright, alright, there''s more."


    Luo En chuckled as he petted the middle head of Cerberus, and opened up the Magic Circle Diagram to take out some new honey cakes and Ambrosial Honey Wine to bribe the guardian dog of the Netherworld.


    Corrupted by the delicious offerings, Cerberus barked even more joyously, hastily making way and even eagerly wanting to lead the way for the two stowaways beside him.


    "No need, we have to stay here for the night."


    Luo En smiled and gave Cerberus''s approaching head a rub, then turned to motion Melinoe into the dungeon to rest.


    Seeing the situation before her, the pampered princess of the Netherworld suddenly felt discontent.


    "Are you asking me to stay in a dog''s den?"


    "Through Arima Cave is the Mortal World. It''s a place that''s good for both offense and defense, capable of dealing with many troubles; and based on our previous route on the ferry across the Styx, everyone will think we''ve left through this passage. Even if trouble arises in certain parts of the Netherworld later on, others won''t easily suspect us. Understand?"


    As Luo En engraved defensive and alert-type Magic Arrays nearby, he explained his choice of this location.


    Hearing the detailed explanation, Melinoe finally understood the complex considerations within this seemingly simple choice, nodding her head as if she understood somewhat.


    As the basic arrangements were completed, several hours had passed, and night in the Netherworld had also arrived.


    Luo En led Melinoe into a Lava Cave within the dungeon, lay down on the dry grass and stone slabs, and went straight to sleep, preparing to gather strength and wait for the next day to come.


    Under the deep night sky, watching Luo En beside her, breathing evenly, relaxed in posture, seemingly in a deep sleep, Melinoe clenched her somewhat itchy phalanx bones.


    But in the end, the Goddess of Conspiracy, after a moment of flickering gaze, laid down honestly on the spot and quietly fell asleep.


    And at the moment Melinoe''s breathing became steady, the "sleeping" Luo En opened his eyes a sliver, shifted into a more comfortable sleeping position, and murmured to himself.


    Right, no need for a "catch-up lesson" tonight.


    ~~


    The next day, a familiar vibration in his arms woke Luo En from his sleep.


    Pulling open his outer garment, he took out the Horn of Plenty and looked at the faint glimmer of light on it, instantly feeling energized.


    Hecate had arrived, and Elysium was now unguarded!


    "Melinoe!"


    "What?"


    At the call, the Netherworld princess immediately awoke from her dream, sitting up with bleary eyes.


    However, before she could fully come to her senses, a precise karate-chop hit her on the back of the neck, and a familiar surge of divine power followed.


    ...I fuck your XX!


    Melinoe, whose vision had gone dark, cursed in anger and bitterness, and then her consciousness sank into the boundless chaos.


    Looking down at the fainted Melinoe, Luo En explained with an earnest face.


    "How could I possibly let you accompany me on such a dangerous venture to Elysium? If something were to go wrong, I wouldn''t be able to explain it to the Queen of the Underworld. Alright, stay put, and once I finish my business, I''ll take you out immediately."


    After finishing speaking, he skillfully cast more than a dozen spells on Melinoe for suppression, binding, and unconsciousness, ensuring that this Goddess of Conspiracy wouldn''t wake up before his return. He then rose, left the Lava Cave, and sealed the exit with a large stone.


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 Chapter 361 250 Ongoing Confinement Play Part 2

    She had too many secrets of her own, and Melinoe, that rebellious girl, was not only restless but also always looking for an opportunity to stab him in the back.


    To avoid too many unpredictable factors during the trip to the Elysian Fields, Luo En naturally wouldn''t bring Melinoe along.


    Knocking her out and then hiding her away, waiting for everything to be over before leaving together, was a plan Luo En had thought through early on.


    But being unfamiliar with life in the Netherworld, after much thought, he concluded that there were only two places suitable for hiding someone: the Court of Judgment and Arima Cave.


    Although the former had King Minos, an insider, it was still a public place with departed souls and deities coming and going. It was inevitably busy, and the risk of exposure was too great if uncovered.


    The latter, however, was rarely visited, housed the "ferocious hound," and was located at the junction between the Mortal World and the Netherworld��attackable and defensible, making it an excellent hiding spot.


    Therefore, the doghouse was not meant for Melinoe to live in but specifically for detaining her.


    Luo En chuckled playfully and waved over Cerberus from outside the cave, instructing him firmly.


    "Little Cerb, guard the entrance, don''t let anyone in."


    "Woof!"


    "If I haven''t returned in three days, or if the Medusa emblem I left for you lights up, take her out of the Netherworld and don''t let anyone find her!"


    "Woof woof!"


    Watching the dozen or so additional honey cakes and several jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine materialize in front of him, the three drooling heads of Cerberus excitedly nodded in a frenzy.


    Done!


    After convincing this fierce Netherworld guardian hound to collude with him, Luo En happily snapped his fingers.


    That way, even if something unexpected happened on the road, he could use Melinoe as the final safeguard.


    Having made thorough arrangements, Luo En walked out of Arima Cave, concealed his figure, and set off towards the Elysian Fields, relying on his previous memories.


    ~~


    Thanks to the meticulous plan and the cooperation of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Luo En had an unobstructed journey and quietly reached the entrance to the Elysian Fields in no time.


    After the last upheaval, the restructured and fortified Wall of Sighs was even more majestic. The floating glyphs almost merged heaven and earth, leaving no opportunity for outsiders to exploit.


    Yet, Luo En hiding in the shadows couldn''t help but want to laugh as he looked at the formidable barrier before him.


    He was reminded of an Aesop''s fable he once read: One day, the zookeepers were shocked to discover that the kangaroos had escaped from their enclosure, so they held a meeting and unanimously concluded that the enclosure was too short. Thus, they decided to increase its height from ten meters to twenty meters. However, the next day they found the kangaroos outside again, so they raised the height to thirty meters. To their dismay, the following day they still saw the kangaroos outside. The keepers, now anxious, resolved to go all out and extend the walls to a hundred meters.


    A few days later, the giraffe and several kangaroos were chatting casually, "Do you think these people will keep raising the height of your enclosure?" asked the giraffe.


    "Hard to say," replied the kangaroos. "That is if they keep forgetting to close the door."


    The logic was the same; simply fortifying the Wall of Sighs made no sense if they wanted to stop an outsider like him.


    Because both King Minos and the Queen of the Underworld had told him the secret to entering and exiting Elysium.


    After waiting briefly for the right moment when the patrolling spirits of the Netherworld switched shifts outside the wall, Luo En approached the Wall of Sighs and casually pointed at a few of the floating glyphs. He easily opened the way into the interior of the Elysian Fields, as if he owned the place.


    It seems "Aesop''s Fables" might have a new story to add.


    Luo En smiled, his figure flashing as he slipped into the passageway and effortlessly completed the infiltration.


    Looking around, meandering streams wrapped around the space, sweet fruits hung heavily from branches, grass and flowers grew wildly, and one resident after another stood like statues, their faces adorned with bright smiles that verged on the eerie, as if their spirits were immersed in some kind of supreme bliss.


    Nothing had changed.


    Luo En carefully observed the residents of the nearby paradise for a while, but still had no clue.


    Their souls came from diverse origins, some were Nymphs, some Demigods, some from the Golden Age and Silver Age of humanity, and there were even ancient Divine Monsters and ordinary humans...


    The gap in strength from their former lives was vast, the lands they belonged to varied, and their races were inconsistent...


    In short, other than being collectively enclosed in the Elysian Fields, they had almost nothing in common.


    Perhaps, their shared happiness and smiles?


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the faces of the residents, full of smiles. He narrowed his eyes slightly and walked deeper into the Elysian Fields.


    Last time, when retrieving someone, since the target Adonis was a newcomer to the Elysian Fields, he was automatically placed in the perimeter area, leading Luo En to find the fair-faced Prince with almost no effort and abduct him amid the chaos.


    Therefore, their exploration of the Elysian Fields was not extensive.


    Given the rare opportunity, it was natural to want to learn more about the Netherworld''s most mysterious area, even if it was impossible to uncover the secrets held by Hecate, enhancing the understanding of the Elysian Fields was beneficial.


    As Luo En pondered, he made his way towards the interior of the Elysian Fields.


    As he kept moving, the figures of the residents became more and more numerous.


    Their brilliant smiles still blossomed consistently on their faces, the surrounding scenery became more and more beautiful, and more and more unreal, with the eerie atmosphere growing thicker.


    Unreal?


    Luo En raised his hand thoughtfully and lightly touched a butterfly perched on a flower, his fingertip actually passing through the center of the butterfly.


    Ghostly phosphorescence fell with the motion, adorning the plants and streams around, creating an even more fantastic and vivid color.


    These were dream constructs!


    Luo En had an epiphany, his searching gaze quickly drawn to an unusual gate standing in the center of a sea of flowers.


    The frame of the gate was made of horns, and its center rippled like waves, various vibrant colors and bizarre reflections appearing and disappearing within it.


    Luo En approached to observe, his eyes shimmering thoughtfully.


    Legend had it that the Tribe of Dream Spirits who resided in Dreamland possessed two gates: one made of horn and another of ivory. The dreams that passed through the Horn Gate offered truth, and any mortal who dreamt it would see reality. However, the dreams that traversed the Ivory Gate often deceived, bringing unattainable words and illusions.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, this gate was likely the one that led to the Dream of Truth.


    Luo En glanced back at the residents of the Elysian Fields, all with identical smiles, like clay statues, a thoughtful expression in his eyes.


    Could it be that these souls were all experiencing the same dream?


    �� A "true" dream, yet one that had been "woven"?


    After a moment''s contemplation, Luo En casually plucked a strand of his silver hair and tied it around his wrist, a reminder to distinguish between dreams and reality, then rose and stepped through the large gate bordered by the horns of a bull.

 Chapter 362 251: The Gods Guillotine

    Piercing through a membrane-like barrier, Luo En felt as if he had plunged deeply before bursting forth from the ocean surface, and the scenery before him marvelously transformed.


    The clear sky was high and the sun crystal clear, the salty sea breeze gently blowing, the fine sand beneath his feet soft to the touch, and in the distance, the sea water built up into white-capped waves...


    All in all, sight, smell, taste, touch, and hearing were almost indistinguishable from the real world.


    This dream is too real, isn''t it?


    Standing at the beachfront, Luo En scooped up sea water mixed with fine sand from beneath his feet, looked it over and over, yet was unable to distinguish reality from fantasy, feeling utterly incredulous.


    But really, what was the use of putting so much effort into creating all this?


    Just as Luo En was puzzled, clouds suddenly gathered in the once clear sky across the sea.


    "Roar!!!"


    Accompanied by a roar that shook the heavens, the seawater churned violently, heads resembling lions, leopards, oxen, and wild boars appeared in the thick dark clouds, stirring up harsh winds and waves.


    Luo En stared at the terrifying shadow that darkened the sky above the sea, his heart pounding wildly.


    Typhon?


    How did this thing appear here?


    In the swirling clouds, a throng of beasts in their myriad forms revealed themselves. With the intensifying roars, millions of Aether-snakes coiled around the ferocious animal heads, obscuring the entire sky. Meanwhile, the bottom half of the snake body moved towards the land from the sea.


    Wherever it went, huge waves surged, the ground collapsed into desolation. Drops of poisonous saliva withered the trees and melted through stone, causing mountain peaks on several islands to become tainted. As the mountains crumbled, billowing smoke and fire spewed forth.


    An almost tangible divine oppression brought on an extreme sense of suffocation; Luo En''s heartbeat involuntarily slowed, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.


    It feels like it''s real?


    "Young man, the typhoon is coming! What are you standing there for? Come with me to the city to take shelter!"


    As Luo En was embroiled in turmoil, an elderly man dressed as a fisherman approached him and clapped his shoulder, kindly advising.


    "A typhoon?"


    Luo En was startled and pointed towards the monstrous figure in the sea with a snake body hundreds of meters long and topped with scores of monster heads, asking in astonishment.


    "Are you referring to this thing?"


    "Yes, you''ve grown so big yet you''ve never seen a typhoon?"


    The old man looked at Luo En with equal surprise and then noticed that the churning waters had almost reached his knees. Without further ado, he grabbed Luo En''s arm and dashed towards a distant city.


    "Stop talking and come with me get into the city for shelter!"


    Luo En, utterly confused, was dragged along and just managed to enter the city alongside the streams of people before the city gates closed.


    With the high walls providing protection, the fierce wind blowing in from the sea was easily kept at bay.


    "The weather these days is really strange, it''s either thundering or raining."


    "There''ve been a lot more typhoons too, no way to go out and fish."


    "The mountains aren''t peaceful either, either the volcanoes erupt or there are landslides."


    "And there''s something even more bizarre, sometimes the ground just splits open while you''re walking, and no one knows why..."


    Noisy complaints came from all around, from those who had escaped into the city to avoid the typhoon, reluctantly voicing their grievances. A certain gray-black aura emanated from their bodies, swirling above the city.


    But soon, numerous golden-black butterflies descended from the clouds, fluttered over the city, and sprinkled dazzling phosphor powder all around.


    Instantly, the people who were somewhat agitated and uneasy became calm again, their faces brightening with optimistic smiles.


    "The fields were just short of water, the rain is a blessing!"


    "It''s just a typhoon, nothing serious."


    "Volcanic eruptions are a common occurrence, once the eruption stops, the volcanic ash is perfect for fertilizer."


    In an uplifted atmosphere, Luo En looked at those faces beaming with smiles, and it reminded him of the residents of the Elysian Fields.


    Now, he probably understood where the smiles on the faces of the residents came from.


    But why must they constantly maintain their positive and full emotions even in dreams?


    "Roar~~"


    At that moment, an unwilling roar came from the sea, and the large expanse of dark clouds gradually dispersed. Hidden within them, Typhon was revealed under the sunlight, dissipating like foam and fading into invisibility.


    Witnessing this scene, Luo En seemed thoughtful, his gaze soon drawn to the mountains and plains outside the city.


    These sections were peculiar, resembling giants covered with wild grass, buried in the soil, sinking into slumber.


    Luo En''s gaze swept across the mountain range shaped like giants, pretending to be casual as he asked a few people beside him.


    "Why does that mountain look like a person? It''s so strange."


    "You mean Mount Iapetus? It has always looked like that."


    The residents of the dreamland answered nonchalantly, as if it were only natural.


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s gaze twinkled darkly.


    Iapetus, the Titan of soul and prophecy, the loser of the last divine war, a cellmate of Kronos in Tartarus Hell.


    Then, Luo En looked into the distance at several humanoid areas and continued to inquire.


    "What is that place over there?"


    "Kronos Hill, it''s quite suitable for farming."


    "And the place in front?"


    "The Plains of Crius."


    Listening to the dream residents'' unhesitating answers, Luo En muttered to himself.


    Well, it seems the other two imprisoned Titan Gods have also been found.


    Afterward, through his continuous roundabout inquiries, Luo En gathered terms like Coeus Star Field, Rhea Plains, and Thetis Sea from the mouths of the nearby dream residents.


    As the casual conversation concluded, looking at the smiling dream residents exiting the city-state to continue enjoying their lives, Luo En stood in the street, his gaze flickering.


    The sights and sounds of this dreamland reminded him of a story called "The Dream of a Thousand Cats."


    The story tells of a purebred Siamese cat, gathering numerous cats everywhere to give speeches. It had many kittens with a stray cat; the mixed kittens were put into a sack by its male owner and drowned in the lake. The Siamese cat felt confused and terrified, and then it entered the Dreamland.


    In its sleep, the Siamese cat entered the cave of Morfeus, the Lord of Dreams, who told it that the world used to be ruled by gigantic cats, humans served the cats, and many cats also hunted humans for food.


    One day, the subordinate humans betrayed the cats, knowing that if all humans dreamt the same dream, they could alter reality. Thus, all humans had the same dream that placed humans in a dominant position, and the world was transformed into one where humans ruled, and the cats became their pets.


    The Siamese cat''s purpose in giving speeches everywhere was to have all cats dream of a world ruled by cats, reclaiming the reality altered by humans.


    The "Thousand Cats" in The Dream of a Thousand Cats represent the diverse, variously formed cats. Each cat has its unique traits and personalities, symbolizing that each individual in the world is unique, with infinite possibilities. "Dreams" represent people''s curiosity and exploration of the unknown world, as well as their boundless imaginations for the future.


    If a thousand cats dream the same dream, their collective consciousness can shape their deities, even altering reality to make cats rule over humans.


    In this story, the collective belief/consciousness of all sentient beings in the universe creates "existence".


    ��I think, therefore I am.


    So, what if a group of pure and more spiritually powerful demigods, nymphs, and humans, together dreamt a dream where some deities don''t exist?


    The answer is, these deities will be "forgotten" and "erased."


    Indeed, the Divine King and Chief God possess the nature of immortality and cannot be easily killed. Being imprisoned in Tartarus can only confine them.


    But if at this time, the "Dream of Truth" collectively woven denies their existence, their self-awareness will gradually be eroded by the new concepts shaped by the collective consciousness, leaving behind only their "immortal" bodies to be integrated into the rules of the world.


    This is the "Eternal Sleep" of the gods.


    During the battle of the Titans, the Pantheon of Gods from Olympus gained new Divine Offices by leveraging the power of faith, defeating the ancient Old Gods.


    Today, the "Truth" fabricated collectively in the dreamland of Elysium can also be the guillotine for those Old Gods!

 Chapter 363 252 Your Daughter is in My Hands

    So, this is the trump card Hecate holds?


    Gazing upon the dream world that should not exist for the ancient gods, Luo En reflected pensively.


    The "World" is like a tree that grows from "Chaos"; too many branches will consume the precious nutrients, limiting the "World''s" further prosperity.


    Therefore, a pair of scissors is needed to cut off the weak branches, pruning away the extraneous offshoots to ensure all nutrients feed the trunk, allowing the tree to grow strong.


    The trunk represents the "Future" as ordained by The Three Fates and enforced by Zeus;


    The scissors are the "Dream of Truth" forged by Hecate in the Elysian Fields;


    Fate is the child of inevitability, and night is the mother of dreams.


    As the successor to Nyx, Hecate has always cooperated with The Three Fates to plot the "World''s" progression in the "Darkness," erasing any "Possibilities" that should not exist.


    For instance, the primitive God of Love Eros, the God of Darkness Erebus, the Abyssal God Tartarus, and the Titanic Gods such as Heavenly Father Uranus and the Old God of the Sea Pontos... they might have once existed in this world. But as their bodies were torn asunder, their existence denied, these "branches" that would consume the world''s nutrients have been gradually pruned and stripped of the possibility of a future, thus falling into eternal sleep, becoming part of the "new world."


    In this future, only the new gods and worlds recognized by The Three Fates and Hecate are allowed to persist.


    The Elysian Fields are the cemetery where the old gods are buried and the cornerstone for achieving this grand objective.


    Luo En stroked his chin, observing the dream world where so many ancient gods lay buried with keen interest.


    Existence is born from nothingness, light originates from darkness, the gods come from Chaos.


    The deepest layer of the Netherworld, Tartarus Hell, is undoubtedly the place closest to "Nothingness" and "Darkness." Establishing the Elysian Fields here, with the collective "Dream of Truth," will step by step erase the ancient gods'' immortality, obliterate their existence, and on their remains erect the paradise precisely as planned by The Three Fates and Hecate.


    ����With your bodies, lay the foundation for our paradise!


    So, this is the true meaning behind being called a "Paradise" and "Heaven."


    Somewhat ironic...


    Luo En shook his head, his gaze flickering as he delved into new contemplations.


    If everything goes smoothly, while eliminating other competitors step by step, the divinity and divine power of The Three Fates and Hecate will also grow stronger, eventually reaching an untouchable state.


    The future "God of Chance" and "God of Inevitability"?


    It turns out, the two ultimate version god seats from the legends in the teachings of Orpheus were kept by them for themselves.


    However, be wary, for when the mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind.


    Luo En thought of the dozens, even hundreds of mythological versions he had reviewed in the future, and chuckled, shaking his head.


    The plan seems perfect, but there are too many with ulterior motives.


    The Three Fates may lead the entire plan, but neither Zeus nor Hecate would be content to merely be a disposable "knife" for Fate.


    So, they each have their own schemes.


    Zeus hopes to forever transcend the control of Fate, while Hecate wishes for chance to surpass inevitability, and this provides an opportunity for outsiders to meddle.


    For example, Luo En himself...


    All want to win? Aren''t you too greedy?


    A pawn, gradually discovering the "Truth," toys with the twelve-sided die in hand, now illuminating nine faces, contemplating his next move.


    The reason The Three Fates did not strike at Hecate has been found.


    On one hand, the unification of divinity and the world requires the knife that is Hecate, and their cooperation has not yet reached a breaking point.


    On the other hand, who knows how many old gods are buried within this "Dream of Truth"; not only Typhon and the trio Kronos are discovered, but even legendary monsters like Chaos and Gaea might be a part of the plan.


    Once they are all awakened, the entire world of Greece could instantly turn upside down, and then no one would be able to play anymore.


    Wait, turn upside down?


    Why can''t this nuclear-level card be in my own hands?


    Luo En''s eyes lit up at this thought, eagerly surveying the dream world before him as he began certain trials.


    However, after being busy for a while, he eventually sat down on a street corner, looking defeated and helpless.


    No way around it, this dream is as real as it gets: drinking water quenches thirst, eating an apple satisfies hunger, the scent of flowers comes with the breeze, and rain wets the ground...


    He spent a good seven or eight hours and still couldn''t find a single flaw.


    Moreover, even if he could find a flaw in the dream, it was impossible to truly awaken the horde of ancient monsters within it.


    After all, he was not ready to die yet.


    The ideal outcome for now would be to find and take control of the core that runs this dream world, thus possessing a nuclear-level trump card for self-protection.


    But that woman Hecate hides it too well, not giving him any chance.


    How about kidnapping Hypnos?


    The three thousand Tribe of Dream Spirits and the God of Sleep must be an essential part of this "Dream of Truth"!


    Luo En''s gaze flickered with devious thoughts.


    The legend goes that once, Queen Hera wanted to kill Hercules returning from Troy by sea without letting Zeus discover this, so she had Hypnos put Zeus to sleep. When Zeus awoke and found that Hercules had been blown to Kos Island, in a rage, he hung Hera in chains on Mount Olympus and threw Hypnos down from Olympus. Still furious, he threatened to cast Hypnos into Tartarus. Hypnos had no choice but to hide under the gown of Goddess Nyx so Zeus could not find him, and Zeus, out of respect for Nyx, let the matter go.

 Chapter 364 252 Your Daughter is in My Hands_2

    At that moment, Nyx had already split, and the only one who could safeguard Hypnos was Hecate, his successor.


    Since she was willing to go to great lengths to protect the God of Sleep, it proved that Hypnos had considerable value.


    If Luo En could abduct Hypnos and lock him in a dark room to force information out of him through interrogation, he might extract a lot of useful information from him.


    However, after careful consideration, Luo En shook his head again and had to abandon this tempting idea.


    No other reason, he was simply outmatched...


    His own level was sufficient to dominate deities below the Chief God, but as one of the twin deities of the Netherworld, Hypnos was essentially on par with the Chief Gods of Olympus, a tough nut to crack.


    Both encounters had taught Luo En that if he persisted stubbornly, he would most likely suffer a brutal defeat.


    Moreover, this God of Sleep was not alone; even if Luo En managed the impossible, he would inevitably attract the attention of the deities from both the Netherworld and Olympus.


    Then, even if he had eight heads, he wouldn''t be able to withstand the onslaught from a gang of Chief Gods.


    Alas, there are limits to conspiracy; no matter how clever the plan, there always comes a time when it hits a dead end, especially in such overt circumstances.


    Luo En sighed, increasingly yearning for his early advancement to Chief God to gain more self-preservation ability.


    But at present, Hecate was already drooling over him, and once he ascended to Chief God and reached maturity, that venerable master might very well attack him.


    Caught between a rock and a hard place.


    It indeed was neither advancing nor retreating.


    Just as Luo En was troubled, a deep voice came from behind him.


    "What are you thinking about, outsider?"


    "Ah, I..."


    Luo En intended to respond with some casual remarks, but upon catching the term "outsider" in the words, his complexion dramatically changed, and he abruptly turned to look towards the source of the voice.


    There on the cobbled street, a man in a black cloak, with a pale and gloomy face, thick black hair and beard, stood silently in the shadow of the street corner. His pair of pitch-black eyes, like lightless abysses, bore a quiet depth with a hint of listlessness.


    "...Nothing much, the scenery outside the city is nice, I''m going out to have a look."


    Luo En forced a smile on his face and then, without hesitation, turned around and ran!


    Trying to run? Hmph!


    The black-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly, slightly raised his hand, and a black long sword, condensed from the Netherworld''s dead air, slashed forward.


    "Hum!"


    Accompanied by the resonance of Aether, a crescent-shaped pitch-black sword energy tore through the space of the Dream World, slashing directly at the target''s back.


    Feeling the fierce breaking air and unprecedented pressure behind him, Luo En instantly twisted his body and chanted the Holy Word at high speed.


    "I am the strongest man, clutching all the victors. Having fought a hundred battles and never defeated, I face the strong and do not yield!"


    Simultaneously, he conjured both hands to produce the Magic Circle Diagram''s Nation-building Lance, activating the Divine Power throughout his body, bringing up a fiery blaze of roaring blood light, and striking forward.


    "Boom!"


    A fierce explosion resounded; despite Luo En''s full efforts, he was still instantly sent flying by that overwhelming force, his internal organs violently shook, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.


    How powerful!


    Supported by the Nation-building Lance, Luo En, sliding back a hundred meters, was internally shocked.


    The face of the black-haired middle-aged man opposite him mirrored a trace of surprise.


    Not dead?


    Then take another sword strike!


    Immediately, a ruthless look flashed in the middle-aged man''s eyes, a terrifying and sinister oppression emanated from his body like mountains collapsing and tsunamis spreading in all directions, and the sword forged from death''s breath in his hand transformed into a hundred meters long, slashing forward with the speed of lightning.


    Watching the pitch-black giant sword falling overhead and the middle-aged man across with a cold expression, the blood inside Luo En was almost frozen by the rising chill.


    In this critical situation, he couldn''t afford to think too much, could only stiffen his scalp, chant the Holy Word, and face the thunderous strike coming from the opponent.


    "I call upon the firstborn, dual-gendered, who roams the heavens,


    Born from the egg, his golden wings brilliantly shining,


    He roars like a bull, the origin of the Elysian Divine Tribe and mortals,


    The unforgettable sowing, endless festivities of the world��Phanes the Primordial One!"


    Instantly, lush green grapevines wildly sprouted from under Luo En''s feet; bunches of purple-red grapes burst open, filling the air with intoxicating wine fragrance.


    In a daze, the middle-aged man saw diverse animal heads manifesting behind that figure: [Goat], [Great Whale], [Bull], [Wild Boar], [Warrior], [White Horse]...


    He had two horns on his head, a crown woven from grapevines, golden [flames] burned around him, both hands entwined with grapevines, his legs shaped like a goat''s hind legs reminiscent of Pan''s cloven foot, and beneath his feet blooming [roses]...


    The next moment, the [Great Whale] swept its tail, lifting waves and storms; the [Goat] ran swiftly as lightning; the [Bull] stamped its hooves, the earth trembled and roared; the [Wild Boar] erupted in brutal roars, shattering light patterns vibrating...


    "My name rises, scattering foes!"


    The numerous heads issued a solemn roar, the Spear of Nationhood gushed forth intense bloody flames, burning towards the falling darkness.


    "Boom!"


    In the thunderous booming, black and golden patterns exploded, creating a dazzling diffusion, the ground upheaved waves like crumpled water surfaces, radioactive crevices spread everywhere, collapsing walls and breaking plants in its path.


    Thump thump!


    An unexpected recoil struck, and the long sword of death''s intent in the middle-aged man''s hand shattered inch by inch, his body involuntarily stepping back two steps.


    Suddenly, a look of unbelievable astonishment appeared on his gloomy face.


    He actually pushed me to this extent?


    "Cough, cough..."


    Meanwhile, from the nearly bottomless pit, the foreigner, hanging by tatters of clothing and bleeding profusely, supported himself with his long spear and struggled to his feet.


    Even though the sounds of bones grinding inside his body and almost no intact skin on him proved he was severely injured.


    But after withstanding that strike, the fact that he could still stand was truly unbelievable to the middle-aged man.


    What exactly is this kid''s background?


    Forget it, no matter whose man he is, since he has seen what he shouldn''t have, today he must be buried here!


    To avoid a prolonged nightmare, I might as well go all out this time.


    Ruthless light flickered in the black-haired middle-aged man''s eyes, the deathly energy surging in his hand transformed into a peculiarly shaped Bident, ancient Titan inscriptions engraved on both edges of the blades, emanating a certain solemnity and sinisterness.


    Seeing this, Luo En paled greatly, hastily raising his hand.


    "Wait!"


    The Bident did not pause, the leading edges carried a chilling Aether Storm, annihilating everything in its path.


    "Your daughter Melinoe is in my hands!"

 Chapter 365 253: Hades Invitation

    "Hiss..."


    The blade of the bident halted suddenly, stopping an inch from its target''s forehead, flickering with a cold light.


    Being so close to death, Luo En''s back was nearly soaked with cold sweat.


    But in the critical moment, his opponent''s patience was extremely limited. He couldn''t afford much thought and seized the slight chance, solemnly exclaiming,


    "I am a man of the Queen of the Underworld, entrusted by her to help Melinoe escape from the control of Goddess Hecate and responsible for escorting Her Royal Highness the Princess out of the Netherworld. Underworld King, you probably cannot kill me."


    With his identity exposed by a single statement, the expression on Hades''s face remained unchanged as he coldly reached forward.


    "Evidence..."


    "Right here!"


    Luo En quickly pulled out the Horn of Plenty from within his robe, a Life Artifact controlled by Persephone, nothing could better prove his close relationship with the Lady of the Netherworld.


    Sensing the Divinity remaining on it, Hades''s brow furrowed slightly and his voice deepened,


    "Where is my daughter?"


    "She is in a very safe place now, aside from myself, no one should be able to find her,"


    Luo En answered solemnly, his tone meaningful.


    Hades detected the implication in the words, his expression turning cold and his gaze flickering ominously,


    "Are you threatening me?"


    "Not a threat, just being honest,"


    Luo En spread his hands, his face innocent.


    "Here I stand, like a fish on the chopping block, at your mercy. You could end my life at any moment if you so wish,"


    However, immediately after, Luo En''s tone shifted, and he began smiling,


    "But if you kill me, things probably won''t end well. You''ll lose not only your daughter but also your beloved wife. After all, should anything happen to the Princess because of you, the Lady of the Netherworld would likely never forgive you."


    "..."


    Following a brief silence, the bident in Hades''s hand vanished, and his arm dropped.


    Phew, made it through...


    The shadow of death lifted, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely fortunate that he had retained a contingency plan before setting out, keeping Melinoe in the Arima Dungeon.


    Otherwise, he might have been dismembered by Hades by now.


    Even if Melinoe were present, it might not have stopped Hades''s intent to kill and silence him.


    For like himself, this Lord of the Netherworld, should not be present in this Dream World!


    Luo En sneered secretly to himself while discreetly observing the fickle-faced Lord of the Netherworld.


    This old man, not staying in his palace, suddenly appearing in "Dreamland," is probably also concerned with the "secrets" held by Hecate.


    What he intended to do, much like Luo En, was probably to master the secrets of the Dream World, to no longer be controlled by Hecate.


    After all, if there really were a choice, who would want to be a feeble king, unable to protect even his own daughter and wife?


    Damn, I just knew the Divine King''s family would have no truly honest people!


    At this moment, cursing inwardly, Luo En finally understood why there were no guards inside the Elysian Fields? Why was the Gate of Truth to the Dream World wide open? Why in the Dream World were neither the Tribe of Dream Spirits nor the God of Sleep present?


    Because he was not the first to enter, someone had tampered with it beforehand.


    Clearly, the Underworld King also knew about Goddess Hecate''s departure to the feast and thus covertly directed away three thousand members of the Tribe of Dream Spirits and the God of Sleep, Hypnos, quietly sneaking in.


    With Hades himself leading the way, it was no surprise that their path was unobstructed.


    After silently chastising himself for his lack of precision, Luo En saw a slight improvement in Hades''s expression and cautiously inquired.


    "Your Majesty, if I may be so bold to ask, have even you not found ''that thing''?"


    Hades glanced at Luo En, a trace of disdain flashing through his dark pupils.


    "Do you think what you see is everything?"


    Speaking, the Underworld King summoned his bident, thrusting it into the ground and slightly turning it. The Divine Patterns inscribed on both sides of the blade lit up one by one. A ripple-like pattern of purple-black light spread out on the ground, the spirit vein buried deep in the Abyss suddenly roiling to life. Ether light pillars burst forth from the Magic Circle Diagrams forming on the ground, cutting through heaven and earth of the Dream World.


    Hum!


    A ripple-like dark pattern emanated from the divine artifact in Hades''s hand, spreading outward.


    The ground beneath their feet melted away, revealing a direct passage to the dark "Great Chasm," unveiling the true depths beneath the Dream World.


    Gazing downward, Luo En involuntarily gasped for air, his complexion slightly stiffening.


    He finally understood the true scale of this Dream World.


    He saw a wide corridor constructed of pitch-black volcanic rock, crisscrossing in rows, numbering in the thousands.


    On both sides of the rock walls, recesses enlarged like Divine Niches were excavated at fixed intervals, their exits sealed by light screens woven from Divine Patterns.


    Inside, figures either ferocious, majestic, gloomy, or solemn stood quietly, akin to frozen statues, gloomy and dim. Some even partially dissolved into nothingness, steeping in that boundless dark abyss.


    Among them were the defeated Titans, variously shaped Divine Monsters, the fallen and vanished Old Gods, and terrifying Magic Beasts...


    By rough estimation, there were at least tens of thousands!


    Clearly, the battles of the New and Old Gods, the battles of Typhon, as well as the hidden Old Gods of the Divine Era shifts, were nearly all buried here.


    Hades pulled out his bident, and the ground gradually returned to its original state, re-concealing the "secret."


    The streets and buildings previously affected by their combat also restored themselves, and the residents of the Dream World, with joyful smiles, continued to enjoy their paradisiacal lives.


    It was as if nothing had happened.


    Hades dematerialized the bident in his hands, glanced at the young man before him, remained silent for a moment and then spoke quietly.


    "I will do what needs to be done. She need not touch things she cannot control..."


    Clearly, the Underworld King took Luo En''s intrusion as prompted by Persephone, Queen of the Underworld''s intentions.


    Luo En nodded slightly, earnestly vowing.


    "Very well, I will convey your thoughts and your care for Her Royal Highness the Princess to the Lady of the Netherworld."


    With that, he turned to leave, seizing the chance to escape.


    The situation had developed beyond his control; staying any longer made no sense and only increased his risk.


    However, just as Luo En began to step away, a deep, cold voice came from behind him once more.


    "Wait, did I let you leave?"


    Luo En''s expression changed, and he instinctively summoned the "Goat".


    "Bang!"


    But in the next moment, the familiar sensation of shock hit the back of his neck, Luo En''s vision darkened, and his consciousness fell into an endless Chaos.

 Chapter 366 254: Do You Want My Spirit?

    He couldn''t tell how much time had passed when a faint sting at the back of his neck roused Luo En from his haze.


    "Where is this?"


    He shook his somewhat aching head, looking blankly at the somber and unadorned room before him.


    "My chamber."


    A deep voice came. Hades, who had been pruning a potted plant, set down his scissors and looked up at Luo En standing before him, a touch of admiration in his eyes.


    "To think you were only unconscious for two hours, not bad."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En instantly became alert, cursing inwardly.


    He remembered now, he had been knocked out and captured by this old guy.


    Still, it was fortunate that he had always learned from Thetis''s experience, making it a habit to clothe himself in a dozen or so disguises.


    Although the Divine Power of Hades had shattered most of them, he still retained several of the most crucial spells on his person, and the blessing he had once received from the Goddess of Memory and the Nine Muses also had the property to distort perception.


    Therefore, he wasn''t worried the Underworld King would be able to recognize him in a crowd later on.


    "What are you doing? If you wanted to summon me, you could have simply said the word. How could I possibly refuse?"


    Luo En rubbed the still-throbbing back of his neck as he got up from the ground. While he feigned weakness and displayed a look of grievance, he circuitously inquired about Hades''s intentions for abducting him.


    "Whatever your orders, just say the word. As long as it''s within my power, I''ll go through fire and water, without hesitation!"


    Hades gave a nonchalant glance to the prisoner trying to ingratiate himself and cut straight to the chase.


    "Simple, hand over my daughter."


    Luo En''s smile faded, his face a picture of helplessness.


    "I''m afraid that won''t be possible. I''ve promised Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Underworld to safely escort Princess Melinoe away."


    "Away, to where? The world of humans?"


    Hades retorted with a cold snort, then looked contemptuously at Luo En.


    "The Netherworld is her home! I am her father, and it''s not the place of strangers, especially an unknown living person, to meddle in my family affairs!"


    Clearly, unlike Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Hades, the father, did not trust this outsider, nor was he willing to hand over his daughter to him gratuitously.


    "Your Majesty, let me reiterate once more, escorting Princess Melinoe out of the Netherworld was the Queen''s decision. I mean no offence; I am merely fulfilling her kindness towards me to the best of my ability."


    Luo En clarified his neutral stance while producing the dimmed Horn of Plenty, weaving a half-truthful, poignant tale.


    "You must know the fate that befalls a living person who blunders into the Netherworld. Fortunately, I encountered Lady of the Netherworld. She not only showed me the way out but risked her Life Artifact to rid me of the death aura clinging to me."


    "She actually went to that extent for you?"


    Hades''s frown deepened upon hearing this, suspicion flooding his mind as his gaze turned increasingly peculiar and ominous towards Luo En.


    He had to admit, the young man had a handsome appearance that was very appealing to the opposite sex.


    If that were the case, he couldn''t possibly let him stay!


    Luo En seemed oblivious to the murderous intent arising in the sovereign''s eyes and was instead lost in some memories, his features tinged with a hint of bitter melancholy.


    "Perhaps, it was because I called her ''mother''?"


    The unexpected answer caused Hades to pause slightly.


    Luo En quickly composed himself, hastily gathering up the "accidental" display of vulnerable emotion, and awkwardly explained.


    "Not to hide the truth from you, I lost my mother when I was young. Upon learning that the Netherworld is the destination for all departed souls, I thought I might find her here someday and be reunited."


    Hades, absorbed in the story, asked instinctively, "Did you find her?"


    "She''s gone..." Luo En said with a wry smile, his face showing even greater sorrow.


    Hades fell silent, his eyes gradually filling with pity as his alertness and hostility toward the person before him slowly shifted.


    In the Netherworld, saying someone is "gone" means that person''s spirit has entirely dissipated.


    After all, not every soul is lucky enough to retain its form and memories from life, to enter the Netherworld for judgment and rebirth.


    "Fortunately, Fate still looked kindly upon me."


    Then Luo En smiled, breaking the chamber''s somber atmosphere as he continued the recollection.


    "In my desperation, I met the Lady of the Netherworld. Her silhouette resembled the mother from my memories, so on a whim, I called out, and she seemed pleased. Not only did she save me, but she also helped me escape from the Underworld."


    After speaking, Luo En noticed Hades''s still grim expression and, fearing disbelief, promptly raised his hand to swear an oath.


    "I assure you, everything I''ve said is true. Should there be even a half-truth, let the Styx River bring its punishment upon me!"


    The figure stood silently waiting, guarding the oath, and the Styx River did not indeed cause any strangeness to emerge on his person.


    Seeing this, Hades''s doubts dissipated.


    Clearly, the young man was telling the truth.


    Of course, it was all true.


    However, these were only part of the truth...


    Having once again pulled off a deception, Luo En chuckled quietly to himself, then looked solemnly at Hades, his expression filled with sincerity.


    "Even though the Queen of the Underworld made no such claim, I have come to regard her as another mother in my heart! Of course, this is merely my view, with not the slightest intention of disrespecting you."


    Amidst the silence, Hades nodded slightly, his expression rather complex.


    He probably understood why his wife had shown such favor to the young lad before him.


    The reason was that one word, "mother."


    If it hadn''t been for that accident during the Titan battle, the child named Zagreus probably would have grown up to look just like he does now.


    One was a child who had lost his mother, and the other, a mother who had lost her child.


    A twist of fate brought them together, linking them to one another.


    Thoughts connected and the sequence of events became clear, Hades sighed deeply and looked at Luo En with a touch of softness in his eyes, and he actually took the rare initiative to offer a word of comfort.


    "It''s no bother, this is your good fortune..."


    "Yeah, I think so too."


    Luo En nodded and then spoke sincerely.


    "That''s why, after I healed, I went to the Netherworld to quietly check on Lady of the Netherworld. I just didn''t expect that she would encounter trouble she couldn''t resolve, and moreover, that there would actually come a time when I could be of help."


    Hearing that hint of cheerfulness in his voice, Hades couldn''t help but frown and snort coldly.


    "There''s no need! I will deal with my daughter''s issues myself! Hand her over to me and leave; I will not pursue the matter of you intruding into the Netherworld!"


    "You can resolve it? I doubt that."


    Luo En shook his head, looking meaningfully at the Underworld King and spoke softly.


    "If you truly could be the support for both mother and daughter, why would Lady of the Netherworld entrust Her Royal Highness the Princess to me, a stranger she has only met twice?"


    Upon hearing this, Hades''s face darkened, and he became furiously enraged.


    "Impudent!"


    "I''m just stating the facts!"


    Luo En stood firm, confronting the surging divine might around him, looking directly at the furious Lord of the Netherworld and spoke without politeness.


    "I have already heard about the general situation from Lady of the Netherworld.


    What then if you keep Princess Melinoe in the Netherworld, by your side? Could you, refuse when Goddess Hecate comes to reign over her disciple and the Lesser Deities? Or could you block the prying eyes of the King of Olympus and The Three Fates?


    And you know the true nature of the Netherworld as well, it''s nothing more than a prison, a site where countless Old Gods are incarcerated. Should any catastrophe occur, the first to suffer would be the Netherworld itself! Even if you intervened, I doubt you could easily settle it. Can you protect her momentarily, can you protect her for a lifetime?


    Moreover, as a father, do you really have the heart to let your own daughter live in a prison all her life, shrouded in the shadows of secrecy, no different from the prisoners of Tartarus?"


    Each penetrating question made Hades erupt like thunder, glaring furiously at the insolent mortal before him.


    "Enough! It''s not your place to lecture me!"


    "I wouldn''t dare to instruct you, I''m merely considering what''s best for Lady of the Netherworld."


    Luo En calmly spoke, though his words were tinged with sarcasm.


    Stung by this provocation, Hades became uncontrollably angry.


    "Shut up, where is my daughter? Hand her over!"


    Luo En stood tall, speaking righteously, "I must refuse! I am entrusted by Lady of the Netherworld to take Her Royal Highness the Princess out of the Netherworld, and without the command of that lady, no one will be allowed to keep Her Royal Highness, unless they step over my dead body first!"


    "You''re courting death!"


    Hades''s face turned ashen, unable to contain his anger any longer, his fist wrapped in the aura of death, swung forward with the force of a thunderbolt.


    Luo En stood his ground, calmly closing his eyes, unflinching.


    However, the life-destroying aura of death stopped abruptly before even reaching his face.


    Luo En slowly opened his eyes, looking towards the fist that had yet to fall, and asked with a light smile.


    "You don''t make a move?"


    "That''s enough, you''ve passed."


    Hades gave the other a deep look and withdrawing the punch, he snorted.


    His daughter Melinoe was in the other''s hands, her hiding place still unknown; his wife, too, held this youngster in great trust, treating him almost as if he were her own son.


    Even if it satisfied a momentary impulse, he couldn''t truly disregard everything and smash this youngster to death with a punch.


    Everything thus far, although it contained an element of opportunism, was mostly a test to see if this youngster was truly trustworthy, whether he would betray Melinoe at a critical moment and choose to save his own skin.


    And the result was, under constant pressure, the youngster ultimately held fast to his principles and his promise to Persephone.


    Nevertheless, the whole process still left Hades somewhat disgruntled.


    Though the points raised by the other side indeed struck a nerve, he admitted he was indeed powerless to solve them.


    But knowing was one thing, brazenly criticizing him for it was another��far too dismissive of his stature as the Underworld King.


    If it hadn''t been for his wife and daughter''s sake, he would have long since flattened the upstart with a slap.


    "Get lost, don''t let me see you again!"


    Hades waved his hand, issuing a dismissal, his gloomy face full of disdain for the presumptuous youth.


    However, Luo En acted as if he hadn''t noticed the Underworld King''s disdainful expression and spoke with a smile.


    "Before I go, I''d like to propose a deal with you."


    "Not interested! Leave now, or I''ll throw you out myself!"


    The already irate Underworld King impatiently waved off the suggestion.


    Facing Hades'' harsh attitude, Luo En''s face yet bore a brighter smile as he spoke at ease.


    "What if I propose to offer my spirit for your sacrifices?"


    In an instant, Hades who was walking back towards the inner chambers of the palace, halted in his steps, turning around in astonishment to face the audacious youngster.

 Chapter 367 255: If you do not reject, I am willing to acknowledge you as my adoptive father

    "It''s not now, but after I die!"


    Seemingly frightened by the stare of the Lord of the Netherworld, Luo En quickly explained.


    "We made a pact that after I die, my soul will belong to you. In this way, if Her Royal Highness the Princess encounters any danger while under my care, you will know immediately and rush to her aid, rescuing her from peril!"


    Hearing Luo En''s answer, the shock within Hades was immense.


    To protect his daughter, the youth before him was willing to go to such lengths!


    "Why?" asked the Underworld King from the darkness, moved and somewhat puzzled.


    Luo En, having lost his previous confrontational demeanor, sincerely smiled.


    "You are testing me, and I am testing you. You are willing to tolerate my offenses for your daughter and trust the judgment of the Lady of the Netherworld, entrusting Her Royal Highness the Princess to me, an outsider. Such magnanimity sufficiently proves your love for the princess, no less than that of the Lady of the Netherworld. Being a father, a husband, and the Underworld King who is restrained at every turn in the Netherworld, it''s hard for you to easily express your feelings."


    Hearing the heartfelt praise from Luo En, the usually gloomy and inexpressive Hades awkwardly turned his head away.


    "You also wish to change, to ensure their mother and daughter are completely safe, otherwise, you wouldn''t have risked entering the Elysian Fields."


    Luo En spoke with deep emotion, his soft gaze meeting the Underworld King in the darkness, and he sighed deeply.


    "These years must have been very tough for you..."


    At the sigh behind him, Hades''s shoulders trembled slightly, his arms clenched into fists, looking across with incredibly complex emotions.


    Never had words resonated with him so strongly as they did today.


    Indeed, it hadn''t been easy.


    All he wanted was a peaceful life for his family of three, but there were always those who would not permit it.


    And because he had been unable to bring about any real change, neither his daughter nor his wife could understand the difficulties he faced.


    "For this family, you have done all that you could, all that you should," Luo En solemnly said, looking into Hades''s eyes.


    "Likewise, I do not wish to fail your trust and that of the Lady of the Netherworld, nor let the princess suffer any harm."


    "So, your making a pact with me and sacrificing your soul after death is for this reason?" Hades asked sternly, then didn''t wait for Luo En to reply before he scoffed reproachfully.


    "Nonsense! Is a soul so easily given away?"


    Luo En shook his head, pondering deeply.


    "In my heart, the Lady of the Netherworld is like a second mother to me, and Princess Melinoe is like my sister. And you..."


    He paused, seemingly embarrassed to continue, then abruptly changed the tone, honestly saying,


    "But words alone are superficial without tangible evidence. And since you couldn''t completely solve those troubles, I don''t know if I can live up to the trust you and the Lady of the Netherworld have in me. Therefore, I hope you will share this responsibility with me, to continue protecting them after my death."


    Seeing such consideration and concern for the family from across him, even to the extent of sacrificing his life and soul, Hades could no longer contain his emotions and muttered,


    "You are a good child..."


    "And I have selfish motives too. Even if my soul falls into your hands after I die, I believe you will not mistreat me."


    Luo En somewhat awkwardly smiled, candidly exposing his ulterior motives.


    "Naturally!"


    Hades declared with a wave of his hand, reassuringly.


    "Then please grant my request!"


    Subsequently, at Luo En''s persistent urging, the Underworld King had no choice but to nod in agreement, formally making a pact, and he marked Luo En''s body with his divine seal.


    Seeing the black skull-shaped Mark of the Dead gradually fading on the back of his hand, Luo En''s anxious heart finally settled.


    It was done!


    Thus, the unique feature of the Wheel of Hecate on him would be neutralized, and even if he accidentally lost his life, it wouldn''t be easy for Hecate to claim his soul anymore.


    Luo En secretly reflected on this, his gaze flickering dimly.


    Right, he had gone through this elaborate scheme, not simply to sell his soul but to pave the way for the Underworld King to save Melinoe.


    More importantly, by leveraging Hades''s Mark of the Dead and the Wheel of Hecate''s bug, when Hecate finally strikes at him, it would be convenient to ambush her.


    Certainly, when that creditor decides to collect, seeing that even Hades had arrived, the expression on his face would be priceless.


    Moreover, various signs indicated that His Majesty the Underworld King was not really content to be under Hecate''s command.


    If he were to die while protecting Melinoe, and Hecate just happened to arrive at the scene, what would Hades think,


    �� Would the Goddess Mingyue move against his daughter again?


    Then, even if it wouldn''t erupt into an immediate fight, the guilt-ridden Hades would certainly do everything in his power to protect her spirit, even if it meant severing ties with Hecate.


    It''s uncertain, but after everything was said and done, he might even gain more sympathy from the Underworld King, the Queen of the Underworld, and that bothersome sister.


    After all, he had come to join this family, not to destroy it.


    Just as Luo En was amusingly muttering to himself, Hades solemnly reminded him, bringing a new surprise.


    "With this Mark of the Dead, the guards of Netherworld will treat you as one of their own, and since it carries my scent, some unconscious spirits will obey your commands, allowing you to freely enter and exit Netherworld from now on."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En was overjoyed.


    "Thank you, Underworld King!"


    However, upon hearing this, Hades frowned unhappily.


    "What did you call me?"


    "Underworld King..."


    "Hmm? I''ve given you the privilege of commanding the Netherworld spirits, and you call me what?"


    Hearing that hum through the nose and seeing a glimmer of expectation on Hades''s face, Luo En instantly understood and bowed deeply.


    "Foster father!"


    "That''s more like it."


    Pleased with the response he had received, Hades nodded in satisfaction, a genuine smile appearing on his somber face.


    "From now on, I entrust Melinoe to you."


    "I promise to take good care of my sister!"


    Luo En immediately seized the opportunity and then added softly.


    "Once I get her settled, I''ll tell our mother about her and you..."


    "No need!"


    Hades waved his hand, appearing indifferent.


    However, Luo En smiled knowingly and reminded him in a meaningful tone.


    "You''d better not refuse, from what I know, when two people share a secret, their relationship tends to become inseparable..."


    Hearing this, Hades''s eyes lit up, his heart surged with excitement.


    "Really?"


    "Not only..."


    Luo En smiled slightly and continued to instruct.


    "The matter of Melinoe can serve as a bond to mend your relationship with our mother, and it can also allow you both to contemplate changing the state of Netherworld, further deepening your bond."


    Seeing Hades looking somewhat confused, a certain newly devoted son gleamed in his eyes, slowly speaking.


    "Melinoe is only temporarily fostered in the Mortal World. As a daughter, she has no reason to be forever separated from her parents. If you and the Queen of the Netherworld collaborate and wait for the right opportunity to reclaim the power of the Netherworld, you can always bring Melinoe back to Netherworld to enjoy familial bliss."


    Upon hearing this, Hades had a sudden epiphany, a spark of unprecedented fire ignited deep within his somber black eyes.


    Indeed, for his daughter, for his wife, there were indeed some things worth fighting for!


    Seeing that his "foster father" was fired up with fighting spirit, a certain "devoted son" likewise showed a pleased expression.


    Dear mentor, and to the deadbeat dad on Mount Olympus, it seems you might have one more competitor.

 Chapter 368 256 Fight, fight, I want to see blood flow like a river!

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    Not knowing how long had passed, a slight prickling pain at the back of her neck roused Melinoe from the chaos of unconsciousness.


    "Where is this?"


    She shook her slightly sore head and looked blankly at the somewhat unfamiliar stone walls above her.


    "Still in Arima Cave, but we''ve already left the Netherworld,"


    a deep voice came. Luo En, who was sitting at the entrance nibbling on a wild fruit, turned his head to look at his foster sister waking up leisurely on the grass mat, a look of disdain on his face.


    "After releasing the Suppression Spell, you actually fainted for two hours, you''re really too weak, aren''t you?"


    Flooded with fragmented memories that gradually pieced together into a complete image, Melinoe glared hatefully at the shameless scoundrel making snide remarks nearby, her teeth itching with irritation.


    "It was you who attacked me sneakily! How can you still be so self-righteous? Shameless!"


    "Same goes for you."


    Luo En gave Melinoe an indifferent glance, snorted coldly.


    "I just tried on you what you wanted to do to me the night before."


    Being called out on her undercover antics, Melinoe was momentarily at a loss for words.


    However, she quickly straightened her neck and argued, "But I didn''t go through with it, did I?"


    "So, you just fainted and had a good sleep," Luo En dropped the fruit pit, stood up, and the disdain in his eyes deepened, "Otherwise, I would have beat you up long ago!"


    Realizing she couldn''t outplay her cunning guardian, Melinoe reluctantly closed her mouth.


    Seeing he had successfully deflected the topic and intimidated the conspiring Goddess of Conspiracy, who was inherently restless at heart, Luo En then presented a leaf wrapped with wild fruits, stretching his hand to pass it over.


    "Eat something, then we can hit the road."


    Melinoe took the fruits, began tasting a few subconsciously, and the sweet and sour flavor brightened her eyes, she quickly sped up her eating.


    After devouring the mortal world''s food like the wind sweeping through leaves, Melinoe''s somber expression improved, and she casually inquired.


    "Where to?"


    Luo En smiled and didn''t directly answer, instead, he asked with keen interest,


    "Being defeated by me so many times, you must be quite frustrated, aren''t you?"


    "Not! Isn''t all that for my own good?"


    Melinoe''s face showed a flicker of wariness as she shook her head vigorously with forced smiles, fearing that this was another ruse by a certain scoundrel to trap and deceive her.


    Seeing her reaction, Luo En mockingly taunted, "Can''t even admit it when you feel wronged, can you show a little backbone as the Goddess of Conspiracy?"


    Melinoe, being in her rebellious phase, naturally couldn''t stand the instigation and quickly blushed, assuming the attitude of throwing caution to the wind.


    "Yes, I am frustrated, so what?"


    "Always being suppressed by me feels unbearable?"


    "Yes!"


    "Really want to hit someone?"


    "Exactly! I even wish to give you a couple of good punches!"


    Looking at that smiling face, Melinoe clenched her fists and asked impatiently,


    "What do you want to say exactly, if you''re going to fight, just do it! Don''t think I''m afraid of you!"


    "How about I take you somewhere to vent your anger?"


    In Melinoe''s half-suspicious, half-delighted eyes, Luo En took out a snake scale that he had been gifted by Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, with a grin.


    ~~


    Several days later, on the eastern side of the Arcadian Mountains.


    "Roar!"


    The tumultuous roar resounded over the Nemean wilderness, vast and flat. A colossal male lion, draped in tawny fur and measuring dozens of meters in length, sporting numerous Cursed Ropes on its body, pounced towards the shadowy bushes.


    "Still not behaving? Beat it!"


    At the command, several different figures leaped out from the bushes, encircling the charging lion.


    A dazzlingly white fox, over half a meter tall and swift as lightning, took the initiative to strike, slapping its paw towards the lion''s forehead.


    However, upon contact, a grating sound of clashing metals rang out, and the giant white fox, with its paws chipped, wailed as it was sent flying backward.


    The lion''s charge was not only undiminished but not a single hair seemed out of place.


    Clearly, the hide was harder than steel.


    Watching the enraged lion rush towards the white fox struggling up from the ground, a strange divine beast with the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and a tail made of a serpent, surged from the side, forcibly deflecting the lion''s charge.


    Thunderous booms like muffled thunder rumbled as the two powerful forces collided.


    The odd divine monster, with three heads, was no match for the lion''s colossal strength and defense and was thrown far away.


    "Hiss, this big oaf is still so tough to beat," hissed the snake head that acted as the tail.


    "And its strength is even greater than mine," grumbled the lion head at the front.


    "But man, it still acts so brainless, such a dumbass! Could it be that over the years, all it''s been eating was just for building up muscles?" speculated the goat head on its back malignantly.


    "Definitely!" The three heads seemed to reach an agreement, nodding together, jeeringly looking towards the lion on the wilderness, shaking its head as it rose from the ground.


    "Bang!"


    ```


    Meanwhile, a divine monster with a lion''s body and a human''s face, cape-like wings, and disheveled hair, didn''t wait for the male lion to regain its footing before pouncing again, toppling it over. The face that greatly resembled a sorrowful woman neared the lion''s face, muttering incessantly.


    "What has legs but is unknown to man, stands taller than the trees, reaching up to the skies, yet will never grow taller?"


    "It devours everything, worms, fish, birds, beasts, flowers, grass, and trees; bites through solid iron, eats through diamond-hard steel; turns rocks to flying ash; kills Kings, wipes out towns, transforms seas into mulberry fields, and mountains into plains."


    "The answer, the answer, what is it?"


    The male lion, dazed and confused, roared angrily at the somewhat neurotic creature baring its teeth at him.


    "Roar!"


    "Oops, wrong answer! Wrong answer!"


    The female divine monster with the body of a lion and the face of a human let out a triumphant cheer and then raised its claws to wildly pummel the male lion''s head.


    "The Sphinx, that madwoman, has gone berserk again."


    "Fight, fight!"


    "Yes, yes, just like that, beat it up!"


    Amid the nearby tall grasses, a creature with a goat''s head licked its lips while chuckling, a snake''s head wriggled as it hissed, and a lion''s head roared excitedly. The three-headed divine monster watched the fray with glee, cheerfully egging on the chaos without any intention of intervening.


    Soon, the male lion came to his senses. With extraordinary brute strength, he flung off the Sphinx scratching and clawing at him and charged furiously towards the silver-haired youth in the grass.


    The beast''s instincts told it that this individual posed the greatest threat.


    According to the laws of divine monsters, if the strongest "King" is defeated, all his vassals will disperse like birds and beasts.


    "Hee hee, the big dummy is in for it now!"


    Young female heads and bodies with long hair, bird wings, and four bronze bird claws��the humanoid divine monsters��circled the battlefield, giggling and cackling in schadenfreude.


    The Harpies, also known as Harpyiae, were the four daughters of the Demon Ancestor Typhon and Echidna��Aello (stormy), Celaeno (dark storm), Okypete (swift-winged), and Podarge (fleet-foot)��and that was their collective name. As spirits of the wind, they sometimes acted as messengers for Hades, the God of the Underworld, and were responsible for escorting the souls of the dead to the Netherworld.


    However, their divine monster natures made them seem overly lively and raucous.


    Meanwhile, Luo En in the grasses watched with a smile as the male lion charged directly at him. He stood his ground, neither dodging nor avoiding and slowly raised his right hand.


    Then, he slammed it down with force.


    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by an almost imperceptible bull''s lowing, the lion, which was struck on the head, crashed like struck by lightning, burying its head in the ground as its limbs twitched unconsciously.


    No sooner had it fallen to the ground than a petite dark-haired girl exuding a strong scent of death leaped out from behind the silver-haired man. She eagerly jumped onto the lion''s back, raised her fists wrapped in gloves, and began to pound its head wildly.


    "So you''re called the Nemean lion, huh? Fierce my ass!"


    "Roar!"


    "Dare to roar at me? I''ll beat you until you submit!"


    With a fist raised, Melinoe punched the lion sprawled on the ground with the ferocity of a storm, the gloom and dissatisfaction that once clouded her face completely vanished, replaced by a sheer exhilarating excitement.


    Awesome! So awesome!


    The thought of the experiences of the past few days caused the Netherworld princess''s eyes to narrow into crescent moons.


    After emerging from Arima Cave, she had assumed she would be escorted to some hidden location to lead a wary and cautious life, possibly being bossed around under the guise of "protection" by someone all day long.


    Unexpectedly, their first outing was to pick a fight.


    And the target was a group of divine monsters that seemed powerful and deserving of a beating.


    Reportedly, these creatures were likely the offspring of Demon Ancestor Typhon, each dominating their own territory, acting tyrannically.


    But that reputation was just against ordinary humans, demigods, and deities. Once they met her and that guy''s combination, dragons had to coil, lions had to lie down, and even eagles flying overhead had to leave three feathers as a toll.


    Hence, the two of them walked and fought along the way, exclusively curing any disobedience, subduing Typhon''s offspring into submission.


    Teumessian Fox, the three-headed King of Monsters Chimera, and the man-faced lion beast Sphinx, and the winged Harpies... these Typhon''s offspring, acting as lackeys surrounding them, were the fruits of their journey.


    And now, they were dealing with a member of Typhon''s offspring named the Nemean lion.


    It had to be said, this thick-skinned fellow was not only resistant to beatings but also was more bestial than intellectual, making even simple communication difficult; they had to beat it down before considering how to tame it.


    As Melinoe thought about her falling fists, she added more divine power, trying to subdue the lion''s head by herself.


    However, the Nemean lion, known for its impressive defensive abilities, was not taken down but, instead, its aggression was fully ignited by the relentless beatings.


    The Nemean lion managed to pull out its head and shook its body, flinging the unprepared Melinoe aside then roared in defiance all around.


    Seeing the desperate state of the lion, the nearby Typhon''s offspring with intellect and wisdom immediately halted their advance.


    Luo En yawned lazily and spoke calmly.


    "Let''s all attack together, it''s getting dark, and we need to finish this quickly. Anyone slacking off will go without dinner tonight."


    Upon hearing these words, the nearby Typhon''s offspring immediately stiffened, and then, they surged forward together to confront the Nemean lion on the ground.


    The three-headed King of Monsters Chimera spewed flames, the four Harpies flapped their wings creating a piercing Aether Storm, the Sphinx murmured wearying divine chants, the Teumessian Fox glared with its glowing eyes causing mental interference, and the Netherworld princess Melinoe pulled out two poisoned daggers for a dishonorable sneak attack...


    Soon, the once mighty Nemean lion let out a mournful roar in this utterly inhumane group assault and fell thunderously to the ground.


    Upon seeing this, Melinoe quickly stepped forward and cast a series of Suppression Spells, curses of unconsciousness and binding on the unconscious Nemean lion before she finally relaxed. She took out some ropes braided from the tendons of two-legged dragons to thoroughly bind the unfortunate giant orange cat on the ground, securing it tightly before clapping her hands contentedly, finished with the task.


    "Done!"


    Luo En looked at Melinoe''s operation, which could be described as textbook perfect, and felt a deep sense of satisfaction.


    Such a teachable child!


    He then took out a piece of parchment and crossed out the name of the Nemean lion. Guided by the cover of night, he led Typhon''s offspring into the vast mountains of Arcadia to rest and recuperate.

 Chapter 369 257: Problem Children are Full of Joy

    As the night fell, the fire blazed brightly, dozens of skinned and dismembered wild boars, goats, and other large game were roasting over a campfire, their fats sizzling and dripping, with the rich aroma of meat permeating the area.


    Chimera, Harpy, Sphinx, and Teumessian Fox stared eagerly at the gradually ripening food, swallowing more and more frequently.


    Though their bestial instincts made them want to rush forward and hoard all the food, feasting to their hearts'' content,


    the sight of the silver-haired biped leisurely turning the spit in front of the fire scattered their restless spirits with an instinctual fear, and they obediently squatted around, waiting for mealtime to begin.


    "Alright, eat."


    At Luo En''s command, the surrounding offspring of Typhon could no longer contain themselves. They rushed forward, wolfing down the designated portions of food and relishing the meal that they had earned from hard labor.


    Watching the expressions of enjoyment on Typhon''s offspring, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Through his training, they had somehow acquired a semblance of being "domesticated."


    On one hand, this was due to Echidna''s token, which allowed him to easily establish a preliminary trust with these divine creatures;


    On the other hand, although these offspring of Typhon were divine monsters, most of them were intelligent and could communicate, which greatly facilitated his efforts to domesticate them;


    Moreover, encountering any disobedient or uncooperative ones, he simply showcased his muscle power by beating them up, then purposefully fed them afterward...


    With these comprehensive measures, those legendary fierce and evil offspring of Typhon had been thoroughly tamed, looking up to him as their leader.


    Wasn''t this just the evolutionary process from wolves to dogs? This turned out to be much simpler than he had anticipated.


    Just as Luo En was feeling quite pleased with himself, the whispers of the divine monsters behind him could be heard.


    "That guy just laughed; whenever he shows that expression, I feel a chill running down my spine..."


    "Hehe, what''s there to be scared of in laughing? You guys are so silly!"


    "Fine, you''re the smart ones."


    Chimera''s back held the Sheep of Wisdom, which gave the chattering Harpies a disdainful look and asked with ill intentions,


    "So, can anyone tell me what 3 + 4 equals?"


    The Harpies excitedly raised their hands, confidently answering.


    "2!"


    "3!"


    "4!"


    "5!"


    As is commonly known, birds can rarely count to 7, and this flock of Harpies obviously inherited the birds'' poor counting and computational abilities.


    Chimera''s rear Serpent of Cunning leaned forward, seemingly asking in a passing, casual manner,


    "Strange, how could this be? Who got it wrong then?"


    "It''s 5, definitely 5!"


    "Nonsense, it''s 4!"


    "3, it clearly equals 3, okay!"


    The four differing Harpies plunged into a heated argument, which under the incitement of the sheep and snake heads turned into a full-blown internal fight.


    Temporarily, the scene was filled with flying sand and feathers.


    Luo En looked at the rabbit leg covered in dust in his hand, his face darkened.


    Meanwhile, before the inciting Chimera could revel for too long, the sphinx beside them could not hold back any longer. She got up, stretched her paws, and squeezed in front of Chimera, her gaze burning as she looked at her kin.


    "I recognize your wisdom, try my riddle: I have no past, I will become the past, no one has ever seen me, nor will anyone ever see me, but I am the secret to human survival and breathing, what am I?"


    "Shut up!"


    The three heads of Chimera, overwhelmed by the nonsensical riddle, buzzed in irritation and simultaneously roared aggressively, wanting to drive away the somewhat neurotic sphinx.


    "Why reject wisdom, why choose ignorance? This world is too sick, keeping company with ignorance, I''d rather be dead."


    The deeply hurt sphinx, her mournful female face sorrowful, uttered a lament in the tone of wanderer''s poetry, then hugged one of the lion heads and leaped toward a nearby valley.


    "Crazy woman, why drag me into your death wish?"


    The unfortunate Chimera, its hair bristling, its lion head of courage at the front, the sheep head of wisdom on its back, and the snake head of cunning at the tail, all roared in unison in anger.


    Boom!


    Two divine monsters intertwined in combat along the way, like meteors falling, finally smashing into the valley, creating deep conical pits several meters deep.


    Luo En didn''t even glance at the two children of Typhon who had fallen off the cliff; instead, he fervently rescued pots, pans, ladles, and the remaining uneaten food.


    This height, they could fall seventeen or eighteen times without necessarily losing a few hairs; they definitely wouldn''t die.


    At this moment, the Teumessian Fox, who hadn''t fully mastered the common Titan language, had originally found a quiet spot after eating its fill and lay down on the ground to nap.


    Unexpectedly, the four squabbling Harpies were either creating wind or rain.


    After getting its fur wet and receiving a few scratches from two Harpies, the Teumessian Fox immediately exploded with rage.


    Suddenly, the huge white fox, waving its paws, leaped into the fray, joining the battle against the four Harpies.


    But undoubtedly, the most unlucky was the Nemean lion tied firmly on the ground.


    Whirlwinds, torrential rain, trampling, and impacts, a series of battle aftermaths, fell on that big orange cat one after another.


    Helpless, being fully restrained, it could only endure the repeated torment from its siblings.


    In the chaos, someone disrupted the most crucial Suppression Spell, and the Nemean lion immediately flipped over, its mane exploded, it tilted its head back and roared, with red eyes charging at the Chimera that had stomped and scratched it.


    For a moment, what was originally a duel between two, turned into a free-for-all among three.


    Melinoe sat on a bluestone not far away, nibbling on a rabbit leg, excitedly waving the Cursed Blade in her hand, seemingly eager for chaos.


    "Fight, fight!"


    Watching the scene of the dinner he had carefully prepared turn into a smoky battleground, Luo En''s gloomy face broke into a brilliantly radiant smile, cracking his knuckles with a snap, he stood up from in front of the fire, the golden halo behind him humming and spinning.


    "Bang, bang, bang, bang!"


    Half an hour later, the rowdy children of Typhon lay scattered all around, looking at each other with resentment, wailing and moaning, while Melinoe, one of the participants, also held her head in tears, squatting on the ground drawing circles.


    After completing the violent suppression, Luo En, feeling refreshed, returned to the campfire, eating the rabbit leg snatched from Melinoe''s hands, and flipping through the booklet that Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, had handed to him before setting off.


    Cerberus was a cheerful silly dog every day, apart from eating until full and sleeping after eating, and besides a fondness for honey cakes and nectar, he had no other pursuits;


    The Hydra was a gloomy and reclusive girl, who liked to hide in the water and keep to herself, but once provoked, she was vengeful;


    The hundred-headed dragon Ladon and the dragon of Colchis, these two Dragonkin creatures, basically inherited all the drawbacks of dragons, liking to guard treasures and always sleeping deeply;


    The Chimera, although it possesses the heads of the wise goat, the cunning serpent, and the courageous lion, doing both offense and defense, the three heads always liked to fight internally, inciting each other;


    The Nemean lion is impervious to weapons, extremely strong, but lacks intelligence, making it easy to fall into traps;


    The Sphinx, with human-like intelligence, has a slightly neurotic personality, liking to show off its cleverness through riddles, attempting to highlight its so-called uniqueness through these childish acts;


    The four Harpies are all chatterboxes who still don''t understand reading facial expressions and situations; although they are fast, they would come over curiously once their interest was piqued...


    The above are the general impressions and summaries of their own children by Echidna, the Mother of Serpents.


    To facilitate Luo En successfully bringing her children back, she voluntarily compiled these into a booklet, together with the snake scale as a token, and gave them to her chosen temporary guardian.


    Along with Melinoe, this rebellious figure, a true bunch of problem children...


    Luo En sighed, took out a piece of parchment, and seeing the few remaining targets on it, felt slightly relieved.


    Although slightly bumpy, the overall results also did not betray the trust of that serpentine mother.


    After all, there weren''t many legitimate children of Typhon; they could be counted on two hands.


    Apart from those already in his hands, not all of the remaining could be recruited.


    Cerberus, responsible for guarding the Netherworld, could also act as an inside man, naturally, there was no need to meddle;


    The dragon of Colchis and the twin dragons of Troy, guardians of their respective city-states, were in places too public to abduct, these had to be postponed;


    The Caucasian Eagle currently under Zeus''s orders, inflicting punishment on Prometheus, likewise, could not be a target of abduction;


    The hundred-headed dragon Ladon, stationed at the Garden of the Hesperides, also held an official position, pass on that as well;


    So all things considered, the target was narrowed down to one remaining option, the Hydra.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, that "little girl" was probably holed up in the Lerna Swamp of Argolis, waiting for the future Hercules to come a-challenging.


    However, that mighty hero likely wouldn''t wait for that time.


    Having made up his mind, Luo En ate the last piece of meat on the rabbit leg, stood up, and tossed a light reminder, walking cheerfully towards the cavern for rest.


    "Whoever caused the mess is responsible for cleaning it up. If it''s still not done by dawn, I''ll roast them for breakfast."


    The demonic silhouettes of Typhon''s children shivered simultaneously, hurriedly climbing up from the ground, burying themselves in fixing the forest that they had turned unrecognizable.

 Chapter 370 258: Down and Out, Family Members

    Several days later, at night.


    Sensing the familiar resonance from the emblem on her chest, Medusa quietly rode Pegasus out of the city and landed in the often-visited dense forest outside the city.


    "You''re here?"


    Luo En emerged from the darkness, smiling and opening his arms to give Medusa a big, warm hug.


    After a long separation, Medusa wanted to fully enjoy this rare moment of tenderness between them, but several insensitive monsters came rushing over, chirping and chattering by their side.


    "It''s Gorgon! The Gorgon!"


    "The smallest one from before!"


    "She''s grown so tall now, and she even has the scent of Mother on her!"


    Seeing a group of Typhon''s Offspring with various monster heads appear before her, Medusa turned to Luo En in surprise.


    "You brought them all here?"


    "Not all, just these 8."


    Luo En counted them and then pointed to the dense forest behind him, adding helplessly.


    "Oh, right, there''s also one in the back."


    Medusa looked forward and suddenly saw a divine monster, massive as a mountain, covered in black scales, with nine enormous snake heads rearing at the front, lying on the ground motionless.


    "Little Nine? What''s wrong with her?"


    "The lass insisted on squaring off against those Harpies, and I couldn''t talk her out of it, so to avoid any accidents, I knocked her out."


    "What did the Harpies do to her?"


    "Nothing much, just tossed some animal dung into Lake Lerna to draw out the Hydra, that''s all."


    "..." After a brief silence, Medusa spoke softly, "She holds grudges..."


    "Yeah, and she''s got quite the temper," Luo En agreed casually, while making arrangements for what was next, "When we get to the mountain, it''s best to let Mother of Serpents wake her up herself."


    As for why he didn''t do it himself, it was because the disgraceful act of flinging dung was his own plan.


    At this moment, Medusa caught the implication in his words.


    "You''re not returning with us?"


    "I need to make a trip to The Far West to see your eldest sister, Ladon."


    "You''re going to the Golden Apple orchard?"


    "Yeah, it''s a long way up the mountain and inconvenient with them, so I''m leaving these problem children in your care."


    As he spoke, Luo En waved his hand backward.


    "And you, Melinoe, follow Medusa up the mountain too. She''ll arrange accommodation for you. If you need anything while I''m away, you can ask her."


    The Netherworld princess, who had been mad all the way, emerged reluctantly from the shadows and, under the threatening gaze of a certain guardian, had to pitch her voice to feign innocence, taking the initiative to introduce herself.


    "I''m Brother Luo En''s sister, please take good care of me in the future."


    Sister?


    At the mention of sister, Medusa''s friendly gaze instantly became guarded, and she felt somewhat gloomy inside.


    Noticing the shift in Medusa''s mood, Luo En immediately set the record straight with great earnestness.


    "By marriage!"


    "Right, but we''re very close."


    At that moment, Melinoe boldly stepped forward, latching onto Luo En''s arm to show their close relationship.


    And her dark eyes gleamed with schadenfreude.


    Luo En smiled as he pulled his right arm out of her scant chest and gently patted the problem child''s back.


    Suddenly, Melinoe felt the divine power within her dissipate completely, her malicious grin frozen in shock as she looked at Luo En''s hand where the Mark of the Dead lit up.


    Not only had Persephone been fooled, how could the old man also be bewitched into giving this guy the divine seal?


    "All right, her divine power is sealed by me. If she misbehaves, you smack her hard!"


    Luo En cheerfully instructed Medusa, and then offered an even more heartwarming supplement.


    "If you can''t bring yourself to do it, let Stheno and Euryale handle her. They must be getting restless recently, right?"


    "Yes!"


    Medusa obediently nodded, her face blossoming with a smile like a flower, then unceremoniously dragged the mischievous Melinoe behind her.


    After hanging around with the Goddess of Wisdom Athena for so long, even a rock should have become wiser by now.


    Such petty tricks of discord sown by Melinoe, thinking to undermine the relationship between her and Luo En, were far from sufficient.


    Moreover, her two sisters would certainly welcome the addition of a malicious thorn in their side.


    After all, since they had disciplined her a few times in succession, it had been a long while since they had the opportunity to "dote" on their "little sister."


    Sensing an inexplicable chill settling on her, Melinoe shivered suddenly, an ominous premonition taking root in her heart.


    This is bad...


    After completing the handoff with simplicity, Luo En gave Medusa one more hug, kissing her smooth forehead gently, and said his goodbyes warmly.


    "I''ll leave them to you, arrange their settlement as the Mother of Serpents and Athena see fit, it''s time for me to go."


    Medusa touched the damp mark on her forehead, nodded gently, and watched Luo En''s figure disappear into the night.


    ~~


    Seven days later, in The Far West.


    Traveling day and night, Luo En arrived at the base of a mountain range.


    Looking into the distance, the mountains rose and fell continuously, with the central peak, towering and prominent as if a giant upholding the heavens, marking the junction of chaos and the mortal world. The extensive, dense forest was his beard, the mountain''s ridge was his shoulders, arms, and bones, and the summit piercing the clouds was his head.


    Mount Atlas...


    It looks like the Atlas Titan, assigned here, is nearly frozen through.


    Luo En murmured to himself, then turned his gaze toward the churning sea.


    The legendary Sacred Garden, with the Golden Apples, is said to be located on an isolated island in the ocean near the Atlas mountain range.


    After the victory of the Titanomachy, Mother Goddess Gaea, in a gesture of support, brought back a lush big tree from the western coast for the newly crowned Divine King Zeus and Queen Hera as a wedding gift, laden with Golden Apples infused with immortality.


    Hera, overjoyed, planted the precious Golden Apple tree in her Sacred Garden and assigned the three Hesperides Nymphs, along with the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, to guard it together.


    Searching carefully along the sea near Mount Atlas, Luo En eventually discovered a nameless isolated island hidden by several Magic Arrays half a day later.


    Looking at the colorful aura shifting on the island, Luo En nodded to himself.


    This must be it.


    The three sisters of the Hesperides, guarding the Sacred Garden, are named after the splendor, afterglow, and dusk, embodying the hues of the setting sun.


    The island''s distinctive divine aura was a clear indication of the location of the Sacred Garden of the Golden Apples.


    However, finding the right place was only the first step. How to get hold of the Golden Apples without raising suspicion was the next challenge.


    As Luo En pondered this, he unknowingly crossed the normal ocean boundaries and entered the chaotic, disorderly Primordial Ocean.


    The moment he entered this wild region, a thick scent of blood rushed towards him.


    Under the red and black mist, hordes of primordial Sea Beasts surged to the surface, their eyes blood-red with frenzy, engaging in a savage, bloody battle.


    Seeing these Divine Monsters continue to fight viciously even as their limbs were torn and their organs pulled out, Luo En frowned slightly.


    Their state is rather odd, as if they''re under some sort of Curse...


    As Luo En''s gaze caught the indication that the red and black mist seemed to be expanding, an epiphany struck him.


    It''s war Divinity!


    Concealing his presence, Luo En observed from the shadows and quickly identified the source of the chaos.


    �� A Goddess with red hair and black wings stood aloft in the clouds, clapping her hands in excitement at the chaotic battlefield below.


    "Fight, fight! I want to see rivers of blood!"


    Recognizing the characteristic red hair and black wings and the gleeful expression of someone who thrives in disorder, Luo En froze for a moment.


    Eris? What is she doing here?


    Soon, as streams of tangible blood essence flowed into Eris''s body, slightly elevating her divinity, Luo En had a sudden realization.


    As the Goddess of Discord and Strife, her divinity was naturally related to chaos and battle.


    In the last pursuit, she, along with the Furies, had turned almost the entire Sea of Okeanos upside down, resulting in the deaths of countless Sea Beasts and beings of Divine Blood, either directly or indirectly because of them.


    Although eventually Hecate intervened, not only did she send the Furies to toil in the Netherworld but also almost plucked out all of Eris''s feathers. Yet the chaos they caused evidently gave the Goddess of Discord a taste for it.


    That''s why she sneaked into this Primordial Ocean, to incite and create chaos among the Sea Beasts, prompting their battles and sacrifices to increase her own divinity.


    She used to swindle gods and men with impunity, and now she has sunk to skulking around fighting with Sea Beasts.


    How the mighty have fallen, family...


    Seeing the Discord Goddess in the clouds, shouting and cheering, Luo En shook his head in sympathy while his eyes flickered thoughtfully.


    He seemed to have an idea about who would settle the account for the Golden Apple.

 Chapter 371 259: Innate Scapegoat Sacred Body

    In the Sacred Garden, three nymphs, cloaked in the rosy light of dawn, walked barefoot across the island, routinely checking the growth of flowers, fruits, and trees, occasionally summoning rain to water some withering plants.


    However, their work didn''t last long before a familiar sense of fatigue surged into their hearts.


    Nominally they were goddesses guarding the Sacred Garden, but in reality, they toiled like gardeners.


    This mundane and repetitive life, day after day, even the most fervent passion would gradually be worn away with the passage of time.


    Just as the Hesperides sisters had made their rounds in the garden and were about to head back, a thick, ethereal fragrance wafted over from beyond the island.


    "What''s that smell?"


    The youngest sister sniffed, her face full of curiosity.


    "It''s wine, the finest ambrosial honey wine!"


    "Hmm, last time during the Grand Offering, when I went to Olympus, Hebei gave me a pot, and I tried it too, it was a fantastic flavor!"


    The two elder sisters chirped in response, clearly having a deep memory of this superb beverage.


    Listening to her sisters'' descriptions, the youngest sister felt the scent from beyond the island growing even stronger, unintentionally swallowing.


    "Shall we go out and take a look?"


    "This, isn''t that a bit inappropriate..."


    "We''re just looking, observing the nearby situation is also part of our duty to guard the Sacred Garden. Besides, Ladon is there, what could possibly go wrong?"


    "Hmm, that''s true."


    Eventually, persuaded by the youngest sister, the three sisters reached a consensus and cautiously stepped out of the Sacred Garden, searching for the source of the haunting fragrance.


    Soon, a wine pot partially buried in the sand caught their attention.


    Dark red wine oozed from a crack in the body of the bottle and seeped into the fine sand.


    What a waste!


    Seeing the scene before them, the nymphs felt heartbroken and hurriedly rushed forward to dig out the wine pot.


    Gently shaking it, the sound of the liquid sloshing inside immediately excited them.


    It was still more than half full.


    It seemed that this must have been something a deity had accidentally dropped into the sea, which was then washed ashore by the tide.


    Just as the three nymphs were contemplating whether to share and taste the ambrosial honey wine, a chilling gust of wind struck from behind, hitting their necks almost simultaneously.


    Red light, and the smell of blood...


    With these last impressions, the three nymphs blacked out and collapsed together on the ground.


    After effortlessly taking down his targets, Luo En skillfully cast several suppression spells, ensuring that they wouldn''t wake up anytime soon, before finally ceasing his actions with a satisfied look, marveling at the three prostrate bodies of the nymphs.


    Seems like you can catch fish even with a straight hook, they must be nearly driven mad by this garden-watching job.


    So it goes to show, living under someone''s roof is a hopeless endeavor.


    Luo En shook his head and cast a spell to hide the three nymphs. Then the Mark of the Dead on the back of his hand lit up; the aura of the living dissipated, and his figure faded and vanished.


    The divine seal of Hades not only allowed him to move unimpeded in the Netherworld but also seemed to possess hidden properties.


    Having completed the preparations, Luo En stealthily made his way, carefully sneaking into the Sacred Garden.


    After a surge of blinding light patterns, the view before him suddenly cleared. The area was abundant with flowers and greenery, shaded nurseries, and meandering sparkling water creating rainbows that rose from the mists, the dense aether almost condensing into colorful fog, stunningly beautiful.


    As the symbol of the entire Sacred Garden, the Golden Apple Tree was easy to find, planted at the peak of the island''s central mountain.


    The thick trunk soared into the clouds, its lush foliage nearly obscuring half the sky, and beneath the leaves, glimpses of brilliant gold shone through��undoubtedly the legendary Golden Apples.


    However, lying under the tree was a divine beast enveloped in silver scales, hundred meters long, its heads numbering over a hundred, half of them drooping in slumber, while the others held aloft, their deep vertical pupils overseeing the entire Sacred Garden.


    Was this Ladon? How beautiful.


    Describing a dragonkin as "beautiful" was a rare assessment.


    But it must be said, Ladon bore some differences from the ferocious divine monsters he had seen before.


    Her silvery dragon scales glimmered with magnificent light, her slender form exuded elegance; with half her heads deep in sleep and the others raised, scattered with petals and leaves, she conveyed a serene and quiet demeanor, Luo En even sensed something "sacred" about her.


    Despite being the most complete inheritor of Typhon''s divine power, her personality displayed such a stark contrast.


    It really supported the saying, "Dragons beget nine offspring, each one different."


    Just as Luo En was quietly pondering, several gazes suddenly focused on him. Fifty heads, previously napping on the grass, awoke instantly, their necks rotating in unison, eyeing the location of the intruder.


    At the same time, the boiling aether in front of Ladon wove a dense Magic Circle Diagram, with countless condensed forms of magic power like Wind Blades, Fireballs, Rock Spears, and Water Arrows crazily assembling and emerging.


    Unlike the physically formidable Demon Ancestor Typhon, this hundred-headed dragon seemed to specialize in magic and curses, more adept at long-range attacks.


    Had he been discovered?


    A chill ran through Luo En''s heart, he immediately revealed himself, and pulled out a scale from the Mother of Serpents, raising it high.


    "Echidna sent me!"


    Sensing a familiar presence above, Ladon''s main head furrowed slightly.


    "My mother is still alive?"


    A crisp yet pleasant voice emerged from the dragon''s main head, her golden eyes solemnly gazing at the mysterious intruder in the Sacred Garden.


    "She died, but I used a special method and brought her back to life."


    Luo En started explaining, detailing his close relationship with the Gorgon Sisters and how he had encountered and assisted the Mother of Serpents in the Arima Dungeon.


    After listening carefully, the magic circles in front of Ladon were successively disarmed, and the surrounding condensed magic power was also dispersed. Her originally immense body gradually shrank, transforming into a tall, winged woman with silver hair and golden eyes who stepped forward voluntarily.


    Clearly, she believed his story, and had transformed into a form more suitable for communication used commonly by the Titans.


    But the problem was, influenced by the habits of divine monsters, she was wearing nothing at all.


    Luo En glanced a few times before decisively turning his head away, throwing a loose piece of clothing towards her, gesturing for her to cover up the excessively bountiful "headlights" and her slender lower body.


    For her first time using the common Titan form to communicate with a stranger, Ladon didn''t think too much about it and loosely draped the clothing over her body, casually asking.


    "Speak, what brings you to me?"


    Immediately, feeling that her tone was a bit harsh, the dragon lady spoke again to add.


    "You saved my mother, so if there is anything I can help you with, I will do my best."


    Hearing the phrase "do my best," a glint flickered in Luo En''s eyes.


    Her failure to complete her sentence proved that this elder sister among Typhon''s offspring was not as easily fooled as her siblings, who mostly were able to maintain only their beast forms.


    Luo En thought for a moment, then explained his purpose in a grave voice.


    "Saving someone earlier drained too much of my life force, so I wanted to take a few golden apples to replenish it."


    "Golden apples? And a few of them?"


    Upon hearing this, Ladon snorted coldly.


    "I''m just the guardian of the Sacred Garden, not the owner; you really think I can make decisions?"


    "I''m not asking you to complicate things, just turn a blind eye."


    "Even if I turned a hundred eyes blind, it won''t work, Hera can check anytime, and she would find out!"


    "As long as the investigation doesn''t trace back to us, then it should be fine..."


    Luo En spoke with a smile, then paused and added meaningfully.


    "I''ve heard that the Goddess of Discord, Eris, the queen''s daughter, has been lingering near the Sacred Garden in the sea area recently, seemingly very interested in the golden apples..."


    "How do you know that?"


    Ladon looked at Luo En, noticeably surprised.


    "She has caused trouble here a few times already."


    "..."


    Luo En, who was merely insinuating and slinging mud, could not help but pause his smile.


    A fluke? Was this really happening?


    But he soon thought of the reason.


    In the future event with the golden apple, Eris had been able to produce a golden apple and inscribe it with "To the fairest goddess" before throwing it into the center of a wedding venue, serving as a bait for conflict. It proved she had stocks of golden apples, most likely acquired by dubious means.


    Goodness, the first time he found someone it wasn''t necessary to discredit them first��they were already implicated.


    Whether it was the motive, the situation, or the criminal history, it perfectly fit the profile of a suspect. To not use it to pin the crime on would be an absolute waste!


    Realizing he had picked an excellent scapegoat, Luo En felt no more worries and straightforwardly laid out his plan to Ladon.


    After hearing the explanation, the guardian of the Sacred Garden''s eyes gradually brightened, clearly convinced.


    Seeing this, Luo En seized the moment to press further.


    "After I leave, you report that ten golden apples have been stolen, by a thief emanating red light and a bloody scent..."


    "Wrong!" Ladon shook his head, correcting seriously, "Twenty apples!"


    "..." Seeing a glint flickering in that dragon lady''s eyes, Luo En couldn''t help but comment, "You eat so much, aren''t you afraid Hera might find out and come after you?"


    "Even if I can''t eat them, can''t I collect them? They are shiny, and they look and smell good." Ladon gave her partner a withering look and after hesitating for a moment, added in a serious tone, "Keep them for me for now, put them with my mother."


    "Fine..."


    Luo En agreed weakly, inwardly scoffing.


    Indeed, even the most elegant and beautiful dragon shouldn''t be overestimated in terms of moral character.


    The greed and hoarding instincts of this species were well-known.


    That a deal could be split equally was all thanks to him having saved the Mother of Serpents.


    Otherwise, given this dragon matriarch''s nature, she would probably demand seventy percent before settling.


    No sooner had they reached an agreement, than Ladon transformed into her massive dragon form, plucked the largest and best twenty golden apples from the tree, and divided them into two portions to give to her partner.


    "You keep these safe for me, and if any are missing, you''ll replace them��that''s settled!"


    Upon hearing the veiled threat in the dragon lady''s words, Luo En secured the stolen goods, while reminding without any good humor.


    "Hold on; let''s finish the remaining tasks first."


    "What tasks?"


    "Don''t you think the Sacred Garden is too clean? Does it look like it''s just been robbed?"


    At this remark, Ladon immediately got the point; circles of Magic Arrays lit up in front of her, unleashing a barrage of Wind Blades, Fireballs, Rock Spears, Water Arrows, and other dense concentrations of magic power, directed at Luo En.


    "Hey, warn me before you attack!"


    Luo En cursed as he immediately activated "Goat''s" Extreme Speed to dodge Ladon''s furious onslaught, heading for the borders of the Sacred Garden.


    On the way, he didn''t forget to opportunistically take along several precious Magic Potions.


    Since leaving them there would only lead to them being destroyed by the dragon lady''s attacks, it was better to take them back to War God Mountain to benefit more lives.


    With the enthusiastic performance of the two accomplices, the Sacred Garden was a mess with dust and chaos everywhere.


    Finding the timing right, Luo En decisively burst through the glowing gateway, woke up the three unconscious nymphs, and sprinted toward the Primordial Ocean.


    Minutes later, following the traces of a red and black blood cloud, he found the Goddess of Discord, who was agitating the Sea Beasts to battle, and stealthily tossed something toward her before swiftly fleeing the scene.


    "Pop~"


    A dull thud came from above as Eris, who was using the blood to strengthen her Divine Power of Discord, opened her eyes in surprise and looked down at the object in her arms.


    Strange, why would an apple fall from the sky?


    Moreover, a golden apple from the Sacred Garden?


    Never mind, what I see is mine! Let''s taste it first!


    Eagerly licking her lips, Eris picked up the golden apple in her arms, ready to relish this heaven-sent delicacy.


    However, blinding rays of light burst through the surrounding blood clouds, and the three nymphs guarding the Sacred Garden glared angrily at the shameless thief about to bite into the golden apple.

 Chapter 372 260: The Friend of Women Specializes in Young Wives (4.2k)

    Tens of miles away, Luo En looked back at the blood and dawn light interweaving, a chaotic Primordial Ocean, and couldn''t help but reveal a very unkind smile on his face.


    With "dear little sister" Eris taking the blame, the theft of the Sacred Garden should not be traced back to him.


    Once the heat died down, he could present the Golden Apple to Medicine God Asclepius at War God Mountain and let his great-nephew advance the research on the elixir of immortality.


    A double-digit count of Golden Apples, plus a large stash of precious herbs pilfered from the Sacred Garden, should be enough for the boy to produce something substantial.


    Luo En was silently calculating, and the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipated quite a bit.


    The main reason he had gone to great lengths to attempt claiming the Golden Apple and elixir of immortality was because of the hidden danger Hecate had left in him, which blocked his path to collect Divinity with the Dice of Chance and achieve Ascension to Chief God.


    According to the Queen of the Underworld, as soon as his work of collecting Divinity was complete and he Ascended to Chief God, it would mean he had reached maturity.


    By then, Hecate would most likely strike at him.


    Having no confidence in confronting the Goddess of Hades, Luo En naturally dared not to persist on a singular path to the end.


    For the time being, he could only carve out a new path, pondering how to bypass the task of collecting the twelve aspects of Divinity and achieve Ascension in another way, gaining some self-preservation ability in the imminent confrontation.


    And the elixir of immortality envisioned by the Medicine God was a viable path.


    As for whether it could succeed, all he could do was to try.


    Luo En organized his thoughts repeatedly, and after confirming there were no oversights for the time being, he descended from the clouds, passed through the dense jungle, and arrived at a clear river, ready to wash away the fatigue and dust from his body and continue on his journey.


    However, just as he scooped up a handful of water, he saw a somber, sorrowful figure standing on the opposite bank of the river upstream.


    It was a middle-aged lady with relatively ordinary looks, but she was dressed in a white chiffon robe that looked simple and elegant; her beautiful curly hair cascaded from a pearl-encrusted tiara, which subtly added to her dignified air. From a distance, she was quite striking.


    But at this moment, for some unknown reason, the lady was troubled and a sickly pallor was on her face. She furrowed her brows tightly and stared at her own reflection in the river. Her originally clear blue eyes gradually dimmed, filling with misery and sorrow.


    Gradually, glistening tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks and dropping into the turbulent river.


    Alas, in this day and age, every family has its troubles, and nobody has an easy life.


    Luo En watched from a distance, sighed to himself a few times, and prepared to leave quietly, not wanting to disturb the solitary grief of the lady.


    Unexpectedly, just as he was getting up, he saw that the lady, who had been on the riverbank, step into the rushing river water.


    Soon, the surging water passed over her waist and reached her chest level.


    Seeing that the lady still had a wooden expression and was stepping towards the middle of the river, Luo En quickly spoke up to stop her.


    "Lady, please don''t do anything foolish!"


    Upon hearing the sudden shout, the lady stopped in her tracks, looked up at the kind-hearted person on the other bank, pursed her lips slightly, and shook her head softly.


    "Young man, it has nothing to do with you; don''t bother me..."


    "It had nothing to do with me, but now that I''ve seen it, it does."


    Luo En sighed and once again advised in a warm voice.


    "Lady, why don''t you come out first? There''s nothing in this world that can''t be overcome."


    The lady''s face darkened, and her chest heaved with anger.


    "I''m not seeking death! I just wanted to be alone..."


    However, perhaps because she moved too violently, the lady''s feet slipped, and she plunged into the turbulent river water, bobbing up and down in the churning current.


    Great, a good deed has gone awry.


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn''t help but smile wryly, immediately leaped forward, and jumped into the turbulent river. He locked his arms around the slender waist of the lady from behind, pulled her out of the water, and dragged her towards the bank.


    But as soon as they reached the shallow water where they could stand, the standing lady pushed Luo En away with a forceful shove and huffed angrily.


    "I have hands and feet of my own; I don''t need your help!"


    Luo En innocently raised his hands, made a gesture of acquiescence, and tactfully stepped aside.


    As he watched the lady lift her robes and walk toward the shore with her head buried, one step deep and the next shallow, he couldn''t help muttering in his heart.


    This lady''s temper is quite fierce; beware, too much anger harms the body.


    "Pfft!"


    Just then, the lady who had just reached the shore staggered, suddenly opened her mouth, and spat out a mist of blood, collapsing straight into the bushes by the river.


    "..." Luo En was momentarily at a loss for words, with a forehead full of black lines.


    This can work too? I might as well change my profession to a God of Curses.


    Watching the unmoving lady on the riverbank, Luo En sighed, went over to the bushes, carried the lady on his back, and walked towards the woods not far away.


    ~~


    At night, as the burning branches crackled, the cheerful yellow flames danced, illuminating the vine-covered cave, flashing bright and dim.


    Accompanied by a rustling sound, the lady inside the cave woke up from her stupor. She shook her groggy head, looked with the light seeping into the cave at the slate beneath her and the thick layer of leaves spread on top of it, touched the thin blanket covering her, and a complex expression flickered in her clear eyes.


    "Awake? Care to come out and eat something?"


    Outside the cave, Luo En, sitting in front of a fire, flipping over a few hunted pheasants and hares, smiled and asked.


    After a moment of silence, the lady got up and walked out of the cave, lifting her skirt elegantly to sit down, and spoke slowly.

 Chapter 373 260: The Friend of Women Specializes in Young Wives (4.2k)_2

    "You saved me?"


    "Hardly called a rescue, seeing you lying on the grass, worried you might catch a chill, I took the liberty of changing your bed."


    Luo En gave a slight smile, his playful words lightening the seriousness the lady opposite brought, while he passed the roasted pheasant to the noblewoman beside him.


    Having mastered the art of saying the right thing to the right person, he was remarkably adept.


    Knowing the lady opposite had a fierce temper and strong pride, Luo En naturally decided to smooth things over to prevent any unnecessary trouble from a disagreement.


    After all, following this evening, they would go their separate ways, no need to spoil their brief encounter with harsh words.


    "Thank you, thank you..."


    The noblewoman hesitated as she took the pheasant.


    It was unclear whether she was thankful for the food or for the earlier assistance.


    Furthermore, her tone was quite stiff, as if she seldom thanked strangers.


    By all appearances, she was likely some high-ranking royalty.


    Luo En muttered to himself, casually offering a bowl of mushroom soup she passed on asking, "By the way, I haven''t asked for your name yet."


    The noblewoman thought for a moment, then responded in a deep voice.


    "Kella, from Argos."


    "Bax, from Thebes,"


    Luo En nodded, smiling politely, stating the future Roman name of the God of Wine.


    By the way, Bax also had a nickname, "the God of Many Faces."


    As they consumed several rounds of soup, and after exchanging names, the atmosphere between them gradually warmed.


    Harnessing his curiosity, Luo En casually inquired.


    "Lady, who left you in such a condition? With such a serious situation, why didn''t you inform your family, coming alone to these deep mountains, it''s hardly safe."


    "My husband..."


    "?"


    "It was my husband who inflicted these injuries on me."


    Kella spoke expressionlessly, her face under the firelight as cold as frost.


    The previously easing mood chilled once again.


    Talking about exactly the wrong thing, Luo En reflected on himself for a moment, quickly changing his approach.


    "Marital disputes are inevitable, and misunderstandings can be resolved, perhaps there is still a chance for clear skies after rain."


    "He is dead; I did it..."


    "Ahem, ahem."


    Luo En coughed violently, at a loss for words, quickly changing the subject.


    "This meat here is ready too; come, eat..."


    Kella took the wild rabbit Luo En offered, her sharp teeth ruthlessly biting down, the grinding sound chillingly eerie, as if she were biting into her deceased husband.


    Domestic violence and retaliatory killing? Do all you Argives play this wild?


    Luo En silently criticized, somewhat regretting that he had carelessly opened a perilous topic.


    But driven by intense curiosity, he found himself compelled to ask.


    "What exactly happened? Perhaps you might feel better if you talked about it."


    Seeing the fluctuating expression on the noblewoman''s face, Luo En quickly added,


    "Talking about it might make you feel better..."


    Hearing these comforting words, Kella felt a surge of sorrow, unable to restrain her desire to express herself, she vehemently shouted.


    "Not only did he cheat on me behind my back, but he also dared to strike me for another woman and an unborn bastard! The last straw was when he claimed that the child''s birth was divine guidance, a calling for his great legacy!


    Divine guidance! A great legacy! Such lofty excuses for his baser urges!


    "I�� cough, cough..."


    Kella coughed violently, her handkerchief stained with crimson blood.


    "Don''t get worked up, please, don''t get worked up!"


    Luo En hurriedly cast several spells to stabilize the mind and assisted the lady to sit down.


    After venting, Lady Kela''s accumulated resentment finally eased somewhat, but aimless sorrow followed.


    "Many people say that love is the most beautiful thing in the world, but why am I suffering so much?"


    "Because love and marriage are two different things,"


    Luo En sighed and explained in a deep voice.


    "Love is something that easily moves one''s heart, it''s more about mutual enjoyment, about reckless romance, and about freely pursuing passions, leaning towards the ideals one craves.


    However, marriage, in my view, is about mutual guardianship. Even if love exists within, it often seems faint, eroded continuously. The responsibilities and obligations towards each other gradually become the base of marriage, and once you encounter someone with a weak sense of duty or poor morals, the other half naturally suffers."


    Upon hearing this, Lady Kela thought carefully about all she had experienced and nodded silently.


    "You''re right, I mistook these two as the same, which is why I''ve been in such agony."


    "If this marriage is causing you so much pain, why keep tormenting yourself? Why not just get a divorce?"


    Luo En casually replied, looking at the distressed lady with a look of surprise.


    Similarly, Lady Kela looked back at the kind-hearted young man with a surprised and puzzled expression.


    "Divorce? Why would I get a divorce?"


    "Didn''t you say you were suffering?"


    "Does divorce really solve the problem?"


    "Why force yourself to endure unhappiness? Life didn''t come into this world just to marry and procreate��that''s an important part but not everything. Why not watch how flowers bloom, how water flows, how the sun rises, and when the sunset falls? Or perhaps understand some truths, encounter some interesting things, wouldn''t that also be good?"


    Luo En smiled, looked at the lady with a meaningful expression, and mused.


    "Marriage is pursued for happiness, and so is divorce."


    "...!"


    An unanticipated answer surged into her mind, and Lady Kela was profoundly shocked.


    Marriage is pursued for happiness, and so is divorce?


    But then, a strong fear arose in her heart.


    If that were true, what was the meaning of her long-standing perseverance, or the extreme and twisted measures taken to sustain this marriage?


    "Nonsense!"


    Lady Kela shook her head in denial, her face cold.


    "What do you, a child who has never experienced the beauty of marriage, know?"


    "Beautiful, is it?"


    Luo En smiled, looking at the lady with her lips pursed, forcedly composed, and inquired quietly.


    "Then, how long has it been since you genuinely laughed from your heart?"


    "..."


    "How long has it been since you truly relaxed and enjoyed yourself?"


    "..."


    "How long has it been since you took a good look at this world''s myriad phenomena and felt touched?"


    "......"


    Lady Kela opened her mouth to respond, but her silence only grew longer.


    Indeed, she couldn''t answer.


    Since entering into marriage with her husband, she had always lived amidst hatred, maintaining a marriage that was barely existent, and preserving her status had nearly cost her normal emotions and preferences, slowly becoming somewhat distorted.


    So, was this truly the happiness she sought?


    Lady Kela was at a loss, staring at the flickering flames, her thoughts in disarray.


    "Would you like a drink? It might make you feel better."


    Lady Kela subconsciously took the waterskin tossed to her, pulled out the wooden stopper, and a scent of fermented grapes wafted through the air.


    It was wine.


    Initially, she had no particular feelings for this beverage, it was her unworthy children who couldn''t stop praising it, revealing embarrassing drunken antics all day.


    As a result, her impression of wine had also deteriorated.


    "Don''t worry about things you can''t figure out yet, don''t do things you can''t finish yet, life is long, no need to rush."


    Listening to these comforting words by her ear, Lady Kela steeled her heart, and drank the crimson wine, gulping it down deeply.


    Right, to hell with it!


    Watching the lady gradually letting go of her inhibitions and worries, indulging in the banquet, Luo En''s face showed a content smile.


    His title "Friend of Women" was not for nothing. Back on the Crete Island, who knows how many unmarried and married women lined up to seek his psychological counseling? What kind of emotional issues and deep-seated grievances hadn''t he seen?


    So, may this lady, unfortunate in her marriage, also receive the blessings of the God of Wine, overcome the troughs and confusions of life, and find her own joy.


    Under the firelight, the God of Joy raised his glass with a faint smile.

 Chapter 374 261: Lady, Im not someone to be trifled with.

    As the night deepened, Luo En uncovered a secret about the Lady.


    She became intoxicated easily, and her behavior when drunk was rather unsavory...


    "What did I do for him to treat me this way?"


    "You did nothing wrong, there''s no need to punish yourself for someone else''s mistakes."


    "Why can he go out and fool around while every single day I have to be on pins and needles, swallow my anger and keep silent?"


    "That''s because your moral standards are high."


    "He himself is caught cheating in bed and still dares to raise his hand to me?"


    "Worse than a beast!"


    Beneath the flickering firelight, the lady enveloped in a sheer gown waved her wine jug, ranting and raving, taking a few sips from time to time to stoke her emotions;


    The listener seated beside her kept eagerly agreeing, occasionally adding some indignant comments to enhance the mood, much like a stage actor in a supporting role, but the rolling of their eyes showed they were most likely pressed into service.


    Don''t reason with an angry woman, especially one who is drunk and needs to vent.


    She''s talked about her own husband as if he was already deceased; Luo En certainly didn''t want to get burnt because of an Argive he wasn''t familiar with.


    Moreover, that fellow''s actions didn''t sound like those of a decent person.


    Finally, after clutching the wine jug and cursing for half an hour, the lady named "Si La" eventually calmed down, drank the last drop of wine, and contentedly collapsed next to the fire pit, immediately falling asleep.


    Apparently due to the ferocity of her previous actions, her already loose gown had slipped down her smooth shoulders a bit, exposing layers of white and seemingly endless cleavage.


    Luo En glanced at her, bemused.


    Lady, you really don''t consider me an outsider.


    After a moment of inward remark, Luo En pulled a blanket from the Magic Circle Diagram and covered the lady, shielding the spring light that had begun to flow.


    However, just as he stood up, intending to leave, his wrist was suddenly gripped tightly.


    "Don''t... don''t go..."


    In the murmuring that seemed to be both confiding and pleading, the lady curled up, tears gleaming at the closed corners of her eyes.


    Luo En tried to pull away his arm a few times, but that only made the lady hold on even tighter.


    At the same time, fear and unease were accumulating on her face, as if they could awaken her from her dreams at any moment.


    Luo En''s heart softened, he sighed, chose to sit down nearby, gently closed his eyes, and quietly waited for dawn''s arrival.


    ~~


    The next day, the early morning light penetrated the shadows of the forest, falling upon a heap of ashes emitting wisps of smoke.


    Sensing the changes in the light outside, Luo En, who was in meditation, slowly opened his eyes.


    "You''re awake?"


    The lady, holding freshly picked wild fruits, approached the camping site, her clothing as tidy and elegant as ever after being taken care of.


    Luo En smiled slightly, without mentioning last night''s events, he spoke a few polite words.


    "Greetings, Lady."


    "Yes, you as well."


    The lady nodded in response, her previously tense lips relaxing into a soft smile, her gaze at Luo En filled with warmth and approval.


    She had thought the wine was just an ordinary drink, something she could handle with ease.


    She hadn''t expected that once she really got drunk, she would show an even more frivolous drunkenness than those young people.


    Fortunate for her, the only person privy to it was considerate and discreet; she herself hadn''t done anything too outrageous, otherwise, the situation would indeed be quite embarrassing for her.


    "Lady, seeing that you are well, I am relieved. If you need nothing else, I shall take my leave."


    "Wait a moment!"


    As Luo En exchanged a few courtesies and was ready to turn and leave, the lady in front of him blocked his way and spoke in a grave tone.


    "I need to return to Argos, how about you escort me on the journey?"


    "Uh, I still have some matters to deal with in Thebes."


    "That''s just on the way."


    The lady spoke indifferently, her tone brooked no argument.


    Luo En was bemused, wondering why the lady seemed to have taken a fancy to him.


    At that moment, the lady gazed at the young man from Thebes with regal contemplation: "Bring me to my destination, and I will give you anything you desire!"


    Hearing her boast, Luo En couldn''t help but let out a wry chuckle: "I appreciate your generosity, but it seems I desire nothing."


    Perceiving the refusal in his words, the lady''s face darkened, and she bit her lip with a cold huff.


    "Ungrateful!"


    With that, she rose indignantly and strode off alone into the depths of the dense forest.


    However, after only a few steps, she staggered, a hand resting against a tree trunk, her mouth racked with violent coughs.


    Flecks of gold-red liquid spilled from the corner of her mouth.


    Luo En saw from a distance, his brow furrowing.


    It seemed the lady was seriously hurt. Besides, the journey from here to Argos was not short; encountering Magic Beasts and bandits was quite normal, and in her condition, she might not be able to cope.


    Moreover, having just turned her husband into the deceased, even if she returned to her homeland, her days were likely not going to be easy.


    "No wonder she wants me to escort her..."


    Luo En pondered for a moment and sighed helplessly.


    "Well, it doesn''t matter whether I am going to Thebes or Athens, I have to pass through the region of Argos anyway. Taking her along on the journey is no big deal; consider it a good deed."


    Having made up his mind, Luo En quickly covered the remaining embers and caught up with the swaying noblewoman ahead, extending his hand to help her up, his expression seamlessly shifting to a gentle smile.


    "What I mean is, of course, I have no problem taking you home, but there''s no need for any repayment. After all, I didn''t really help much before and actually caused you quite a bit of trouble..."


    Upon hearing this, the noblewoman''s expression gradually softened, yet her tone remained brusque.


    "You just take what''s given to you; there''s no need for you to worry about the rest!"


    "Yes, yes, shall we go then?"


    Luo En smiled and nodded in agreement, then summoned the divine horse and chariot he had received from the Queen of the Sea and invited the noblewoman beside him to take a seat.


    A demigod?


    Witnessing such a sight, the noblewoman''s eyes flickered, and she nodded proudly.


    All the better! Lest she gives too much and the young fellow cannot bear the divine blessing.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, sitting in the driver''s seat, also had his doubts.


    Not surprised?


    Could this lady be someone more than just any Argive royalty?


    Clytaemnestra, who personally stabbed her own husband...


    No, this won''t do. He had no recollection of such a name or deed and wasn''t that familiar with the history of Argos...


    Baffled, Luo En had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, driving the bronze chariot and taking the enigmatic noblewoman towards the region of Argos.


    Although he couldn''t unravel the mystery, he was now looking forward to this "repayment."


    ~~


    They sped along, and as night fell, the chariot reached the outskirts of a city-state.


    As the divine horses slowed down, the noblewoman on the chariot suggested in a deep voice, "Let''s rest in the suburbs; I don''t want to deal with strangers."


    Luo En, who had his own secrets, naturally agreed without hesitation.


    Thus, the two of them chose a dense forest nearby, lit a bonfire on a clearing, prepared some food, and took a brief rest.


    Soon, the delicious dishes filled their empty stomachs, but the noblewoman felt something was missing.


    Her gaze then fell on the wine flask at Luo En''s waist, and realization dawned on her.


    "Give me the wine."


    "You want to drink more?"


    Remembering what had happened the last time this lady was drunk, Luo En was somewhat apprehensive.


    The noblewoman glared at Luo En and snorted arrogantly.


    "I''m merely sampling some trivial beverage, what''s there to fuss about?"


    With that, she took the wine flask from Luo En''s waist without further ado, pried open the wooden stopper, and began taking swigs directly from the flask.


    Her manner wasn''t one of drinking wine, but rather, like she was holding a grudge against it.


    As for the outcome...


    The Ambrosial Honey Wine brewed by the God of Wine himself would subdue anyone too stubborn to admit it.


    "You fooled me with sweet talk, and now you want to kick me to the curb after getting what you wanted. Don''t even think about it!"


    "Hmm..."


    "Those who I''ve been with, wives and lovers alike, are in the double digits, and you even go after the generation of my great-granddaughters! Shameless!"


    "Hmm hmm..."


    "They say I''m harsh and cold-blooded, but isn''t it him who drove me to it? If I expose all the shameful things he''s done, he won''t have it easy either!"


    "Ah yes, absolutely..."


    As usual, Luo En cautiously agreed, managing to appease the cursing, weeping noblewoman until she fell asleep.


    After making sure she was soundly asleep, he stealthily reached out to take the wine flask that the lady was hugging tightly in her arms.


    However, as soon as he tugged at the strap, the noblewoman instinctively reacted, her arms clasping around it like snakes.


    Not only did Luo En fail to retrieve the wine flask, but he also found himself half-engulfed in a warm and bountiful quagmire.


    They were indeed very large.


    But my lady, I apologize, I am not that kind of man.


    Luo En tried to calm himself as he attempted to remove the drunken noblewoman from atop him.


    But the more he resisted, the more excited she became.


    The serpentine body twisted restlessly, wrapping tighter and tighter, and began to invade the rest of Luo En''s body.


    Sensing danger approaching, Luo En quickly dropped the wine flask and withdrew.


    He then looked at the noblewoman on the ground, clasping the flask and melting into a puddle, promptly covering her with a blanket, and silently made a decision.


    This woman had a terrible tolerance for alcohol; better not to let her drink in the future.

 Chapter 375 262: 23 Things About the Stepmother and the Illegitimate Child

    The following day, at night.


    "Where''s the wine?"


    "It''s gone."


    "Don''t try to deceive me, you clearly have two flasks of Ambrosial Honey Wine tucked away in your arms."


    "The wound hasn''t healed, it''s probably been drunk,"


    "I want to drink..."


    The noblewoman spoke softly, gazing intently at Luo En before her.


    In the end, Luo En was defeated and had no choice but to hand over his private stash.


    Watching the noblewoman adeptly pull out the wooden stopper and frown as she guzzled down the wine, Luo En sighed helplessly.


    He wasn''t upset about the wine itself, but he felt that in his role as a friend to women, he seemed to have encountered a patient that was difficult to handle.


    Clearly, the lady didn''t truly enjoy the taste of wine; she had simply worn her mask for too long and now found it hard to take off.


    Thus, she needed to numb herself with alcohol, to break through and reveal the restrained dignity of sobriety, showing the negative emotions she had suppressed for so long.


    The depth of her resentment towards her deceased husband, to the point of turning a noblewoman into a fury in an instant, was imaginable.


    Watching her down two flasks of wine and then stagger to her feet, Luo En rubbed his forehead in annoyance.


    Great, another sleepless night.


    However, the predicted storm never came, and instead, a beautiful head bumped into his chest.


    Luo En intended to push her away, but as a dampness spread across his chest, he eventually placed his hand on the noblewoman''s back, silently and gently patting her.


    The more seemingly powerful a person or thing, the more complete their vulnerability once they collapsed.


    Taking into account their prideful self-esteem, pity was, for them, full of insulting implications.


    Therefore, excessive comfort and expressions were unnecessary. All they needed was a small point of support, to just stand quietly and allow them to adjust on their own.


    After an unknown period of time, the noblewoman''s quivering shoulders stopped; she leaned against that warm embrace and fell into a deep sleep.


    At dawn, the crisp song of birds woke Luo En from his slumber. He opened his eyes and glanced at the familiar blanket on his body, shifting his gaze to the graceful figure standing by the riverbank.


    "What are you doing?"


    The noblewoman turned her head and replied indifferently.


    "Just as you said, watching how the sun rises and how the water flows."


    Luo En smiled faintly, stretched lazily, got up, and approached to ask.


    "And how does it feel?"


    "Not much to it."


    The noblewoman shook her head, gazing wistfully at Luo En beside her.


    "Does this method really work? I feel like you''re deceiving me."


    "I asked you to admire the view to relax your mindset and find more joy in life, not to complete a task."


    Luo En explained with a wry smile, then picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it towards the lake.


    Suddenly, the spinning pebble stirred up a chain of splashes as it raced to the opposite shore.


    "Oh yeah, 137 skips, a new record!"


    Luo En clenched his fists excitedly, cheering in delight.


    The noblewoman next to him glanced at Luo En and snorted disdainfully.


    "Childish!"


    For a demigod to get so worked up over such a childish game was beyond her comprehension.


    Unperturbed by the noblewoman''s scorn, Luo En cheerfully handed her a stone.


    "Don''t accept it? You try then. This is a skill I''ve honed with much effort, it won''t be easy to beat me."


    "Boring..."


    "You don''t dare?"


    "Hmph!"


    The haughty noblewoman couldn''t tolerate provocation and snatched the stone from Luo En''s hand, then hurled it into the lake.


    The result? The stone skimmed the water surface, splashing several times before flying into the woods on the other side.


    "Haha, see, I win."


    Defeated so easily in such a simple game, the noblewoman''s face struggled to maintain composure as she turned away with a cold snort.


    "Have you had enough fun? I need to set off."


    "Hold on a moment!"


    Accompanied by a low whisper, a figure pressed close to her, with two hands placed on her waist and behind her right arm.


    "Let me show you how. Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, lean your body slightly forward, hold the stone tightly with your thumb and index finger��this helps you control its trajectory and force..."


    With Luo En''s meticulous instruction and hands-on demonstration, the noblewoman''s stiff body gradually softened, her waist twirling with the guidance of her instructor, and then their joint right arms swung forward mightily.


    Splashes cascaded across the lake surface.


    "108 skips, not bad at all."


    The deep male voice praised her cheerfully, and in sync, the noblewoman''s lips curled up, admiring her own handiwork.


    "See, you smiled. It''s not so hard to cheer yourself up, is it?"


    Upon hearing this, the noblewoman immediately tensed her cheeks, reining in her smile and regaining her customary hauteur.


    "Such a trivial trick, and you''re pleased with yourself?"


    Luo En neither argued nor retorted, simply releasing the noblewoman''s waist and arm, and said with a beaming smile.


    "Practice more, and you might have a chance to beat me someday."


    Watching the man move away from her to pack up the camp, the noblewoman left alone by the lakeside felt an inexplicable sense of loss. Almost as if possessed, she bent down to pick up a pebble.


    But soon after, the noblewoman shook her head.


    Why would I suddenly care about such a trivial matter?


    She tossed it casually, and the stone stirred up nearly a hundred ripples as it reached the other side of the lake.


    Unconsciously, she had used the technique taught by that certain someone.


    The noblewoman, oblivious to this fact, approached the cleared campsite and looked with surprise at Luo En, paused under a tree.


    "Why haven''t you left yet?"


    "Wait a moment, I need to heal this little thing."


    Luo En turned, picking up a trembling little bird from under the tree and softly explained.


    "It seems the wind was too strong last night, blowing it out of its nest. It looks like only its left wing is broken; it''s not a big problem and will be fixed in no time."


    As he spoke, specks of pale green light appeared in Luo En''s palm, and then merged into the body of the little bird, automatically realigning its bones.


    "Chirp chirp~~"


    As its injuries healed, the very human-like little creature let out excited chirps, then gazed curiously at the man and woman before it with eyes the size of mung beans.


    Luo En saw this and released his hands with a playful laugh.


    "It seems to like you quite a bit?"


    The little bird immediately took flight, soaring into the arms of the wealthy lady as if wanting to show affection.


    However, upon realizing it was a cuckoo bird, the lady''s expression changed drastically, and she violently waved her hand.


    "Get away!"


    "Puff!"


    Accompanied by a surge of golden divine power, the cuckoo bird flying mid-air burst into a cloud of blood mist, turning into a pitiful spatter of flesh and blood that rained onto the ground.


    What had been a warm scene suddenly transformed into one of bloodshed, with the face of the wealthy lady who initiated it showing a rapid change of expressions.


    In the end, she bit her lip and spoke in a grave voice.


    "We''re almost at Argos. Let''s go."


    Luo En nodded, not asking any further questions nor offering any commentary. He simply helped his suddenly volatile employer onto the chariot and steered the divine horses towards Argos.


    Triggered over a mere cuckoo bird? What was going on?


    Doubts clouded Luo En''s shining eyes as he grew even more puzzled about the identity and past experiences of the lady on the chariot.


    His confusion did not last long, however.


    Of course, not because he found the answers, but because after several days of hard riding, they had already arrived on Argive soil.


    "Ahead, into the mountain!"


    "Isn''t that the way to the Royal City of Argos? People on the road said this city-state is called Nafplion, right?"


    "Hmm, there''s a spring in the mountains around here. The place I''m looking for is there."


    The lady indifferently spoke as she directed the chariot.


    Soon after, the chariot passed through a misty haze and arrived at its final destination smoothly.


    The clear spring water flowed babblingly, converging in a low-lying area into a pool clear as emerald, within which a holy and pure essence brewed and solidified.


    "Here we are, you stay here and keep watch, I''ll be back soon."


    The lady jumped down from the chariot, gave a quick instruction, and then headed straight for the spring in front of her.


    Watching the scene before him, an intense sense of de?ja? vu settled over Luo En.


    A similar scenario, it seemed he had seen it somewhere before.


    In a trance, he lowered his eyes to a stone tablet standing at the perimeter of the spring, on which a line of Hermes Script identified the place.


    ����Knossos?


    Luo En subconsciously read out the characters above and then a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, his complexion drastically changing.


    Knossos Sacred Spring?


    Could it be...


    Luo En looked ahead at the spring engulfed in mist, and at the graceful figure bathing within the waters, whose aura was climbing higher and higher, and he began to sweat slightly on his forehead.


    The Knossos Sacred Spring in Nafplion City could completely wash away the bather''s past irritability, fatigue, and aging, returning them to the pure and beautiful image of their youthful virgin days, similar to the effect of the Love God Aphrodite''s Paphos Sacred Pool on Cyprus Island...


    Only, this place belonged to another beauty of the Divine Realm �� Queen Hera!


    ...Cera, the Argive, who has a conditioned response to seeing a cuckoo bird...


    ...her deceased husband loved to cheat, with numerous illegitimate children everywhere, and even seduced his own great-granddaughter...


    Luo En recalled the self-introduction and complaints of the lady he had met on the road, and couldn''t help but swallow his saliva.


    He remembered that the main worship of Queen Hera was centered in the region of Argos, hence, she was also known as the "Goddess of Argos".


    Once, she had resided on Cuckoo Mountain. Zeus transformed into a trembling cuckoo bird, took advantage of her pity, flew into her arms, and united with her.


    Having just gone through a family contest, it was normal for her to have a conditioned response to seeing a cuckoo bird.


    So, that philandering late husband "Bro" was clearly Zeus himself.


    Otherwise, who could injure Hera so gravely?


    However, the prideful Queen clearly did not wish to admit the painful experience of failing to catch her cheating spouse and being abused instead. Thus, in her narrative, it was she who killed her unfaithful husband, claiming the ultimate victory.


    As a result, among those ten truths was one lie, combined with Hera''s weakness, led Luo En to mistakenly believe he had encountered merely some Argive royalty involved in a scandalous family melodrama.


    Unexpectedly, he had actually bumped into Hera herself.


    And in the end, as clues were outlined and connected, the fragmented vague memories awakened, Luo En gradually solved the puzzle about "Cera".


    In some regions of Greece, Hera was worshipped in three aspects: maiden, mother, and widow, with three temples dedicated to each. As an unwed maiden, Hera was known as Pais; as mother and wife, she was called Teleia; as a widow who had left Zeus, Hera was called �� Cera...


    So, by introducing herself with this name, was she seeing herself as a widow, indicating that her philandering husband was already dead in her heart?


    Well, that lie seemed to be half the truth as well.


    It was always him who used these tricks on others; he never expected to be the one to fall victim to it one day.


    Luo En muttered gloomily to himself, casting a guilty glance at the mist-enshrouded Sacred Pool, and began to quietly step back.


    He hadn''t forgotten, during the process of escorting Hera to the Holy Land, he had done many presumptuous acts.


    Who knew if the Queen, upon regaining her Divine Power, would seek retribution?


    Perhaps, it would be best to run away?


    But by fleeing, wouldn''t he be proving his guilt beyond doubt?


    "Whish~~"


    As Luo En was caught in his dilemma, the mists surged open, and a dignified goddess with arms as white as lilies, beautiful curly hair cascading from one side of her crown, eyes bright as stars, and an august demeanor that in no way yielded to Aphrodite''s beauty, stepped in bare feet down the stone steps, looking down from on high at the young man waiting below, proudly pondering.


    "My name is Hera, Queen of Olympus. You have done well to escort me to the Holy Land to complete my Baptism; I will surely remember this favor. As per the agreement, I will fulfill one request of yours. Speak, what do you desire? Foreigner?"


    Hearing that the Queen didn''t seem to intend on backing out of the deal, Luo En allowed himself to feel some relief, yet he found himself in a difficult predicament of choice.


    Indeed, what should he ask for?

 Chapter 376 263: Catching Cheaters in the Act

    After a moment of consideration, Luo En cautiously repeated his previous argument.


    "Taking you home was just on my way; there''s no need for any reward. After all, I didn''t really help you much before, and I actually caused you quite a bit of trouble..."


    "If I tell you to accept it, accept it. Are you afraid I can''t afford it?"


    Hera frowned and snorted, her face displaying displeasure.


    Luo En thought for a while, then sincerely said,


    "Then grant me a smile. During the time I spent with you, it was the most beautiful scenery I had ever seen!"


    "..."


    The unexpected response left Hera momentarily stunned.


    Seeing this, Luo En showed an embarrassed expression.


    "What, is that not allowed?"


    "Boring..."


    As Hera came to her senses, she glared at Luo En and turned her head away with a snort, but the corners of her mouth uncontrollably curled up into a faint smile.


    Luo En caught that subtle change in expression, and a sense of achievement welled up in his heart.


    Indeed, even the coldest people crave warmth in their hearts.


    It seemed that the ice in the heart of this patient was gradually melting under his therapeutic words.


    "Buzz!"


    Just as the atmosphere before the Holy Spring was subtly transforming, a pattern of light lit up on the stone wall.


    Upon seeing this, Hera''s face suddenly turned sinister and wrathful.


    "That bastard has been born!"


    "Bastard?"


    "It''s the cursed child left behind from the last time my husband was intimate with his great-granddaughter, Alcmene!"


    Hearing Hera''s teeth-grinding response, Luo En''s eyelids twitched.


    The father is Zeus, and the mother, the granddaughter of the great hero Perseus, also His Majesty the King of Gods'' great-granddaughter��Alcmene. Isn''t this child the future Hercules?


    Legend says that Olympus must endure three divine wars before divine authority is thoroughly secured.


    These are the Titan War, the Typhon War, and the giant War...


    The first two have already concluded, but the war against the Cottus clan, the giant war, has yet to occur.


    According to the Divine Revelation of The Three Fates, Hercules is the key to winning this war.


    No wonder Zeus fought fiercely with Hera over this affair, even going as far as to seriously injure his former wife, because this concerned his divine position and the prosperity of Olympus.


    Realizing he might have gotten himself into a huge mess, Luo En''s throat felt dry.


    At that moment, Hera closed her eyes for a while and then slowly opened them, her gaze dark and ominous.


    "I''ve found it, seems to be in Thebes?"


    As the protector of women and children, as well as a killer of mistresses and a terminator of illegitimate children, she naturally had ways to sense the birth of certain special beings.


    Feeling the murderous atmosphere, and being a king''s illegitimate son himself, Luo En considered whether he should flee, when Hera stepped forward.


    "Are you also from Thebes? Perfect, take me there!"


    "..."


    Once again suddenly drafted, Luo En was gloomily at a loss for words.


    Why did I even pretend? In trying to look the part, I even disclosed my ancestry.


    By blood relations, he was indeed from Thebes, but Crete Island and Athens were his true homes.


    Moreover, the Alcmene that Hera was seeking to kill wasn''t actually a native of Thebes; she was a princess from Mycenae who had been exiled to Thebes after committing a crime.


    What a mess...


    Luo En felt rather tearful and faintly sensed his homeland''s full malice toward him.


    The first time he respawned at his birthplace, he was struck dead by Zeus;


    The second time he spread the Dionysian Sect, he was persecuted by King Pentheus;


    The third time, he had to team up with Hera to raid his own hometown...


    It seemed that as long as it involved Thebes, nothing good happened.


    "What are you dawdling for? Get on the chariot!"


    Hearing Hera''s cold snort and seeing her stormy face, Luo En dared not say more and obediently climbed onto his bronze chariot, driving the divine horses towards Thebes.


    They sped along, traveling day and night.


    In just about a day and a half, the two reached the boundaries of Thebes.


    It was the season of autumn harvest, with fields covered in golden straw following the reaping, and the sounds of the harvest festival joyfully coming from the distant city.


    "Hurry up!"


    Hera urged with a grim face, seemingly eager to doom her rival and illegitimate child.


    "Wow~~!"


    Just then, a loud cry of a baby echoed from a field nearby.


    Luo En''s heart stirred, he braked urgently and jumped out of the driver''s seat. Following the sound, he rummaged through the straw next to him and picked up a small basket.


    "What''s the matter?" Hera furrowed her brow and asked.


    "It''s a child..." Luo En extended his hand, took out a tender, pink baby from the basket, his voice full of pity, "Abandoned by its mother just after birth, such a pity."


    Hera was silent for a moment, then slightly raised her hand, "Let me see..."


    Luo En hesitated briefly, then subtly handed the child in the swaddle to Hera in the chariot, his heart pounding.


    This time, this place, the appearance of an abandoned baby in the nearby fields, if there were no accidents, it would undoubtedly be the future Hercules.


    Fearing Queen Hera''s revenge, Alcmene, after giving birth, hid the child in a basket and abandoned him in the field.


    According to the original historical trajectory, he should have been picked up by Athena and Hera passing by, and under Athena''s persuasion, Hera breastfed him, thereby saving Hercules''s life and granting him astonishing Divine Power.


    But what Athena could hide from Hera didn''t mean Luo En could do the same.


    Moreover, Hera came here this time specifically to chase this mother and child due to sensing some information.


    Fortunately, as if driven by inevitable Fate, the Queen merely held the baby to soothe him for a moment before returning the swaddle back to Luo En''s hands.


    "Just when we were heading to the city. When we get there, let''s find him a family."


    Hera spoke indifferently, instructing, then she looked away from that beautifully carved child.


    Though usually the protector of women and children, and the baby looked tender and endearing, for some reason, she just could not take a liking to this child.


    As the swaddle returned to his hands, Luo En''s heart, which was in his throat, finally settled down.


    Not wanting to risk a lengthy ordeal, he hurriedly drove the chariot to the outskirts of the Royal City and stopped, then took the initiative to speak.


    "You go ahead with your tasks; I''ll handle finding someone to adopt him."


    Listenting to his usual considerateness, Hera nodded slightly, then stood up and walked alone into the Grand Gates of the Royal City.


    Once Hera was out of his sensing range, Luo En touched his sweat-soaked back and heaved a long sigh of relief.


    It really hadn''t been easy to protect Hercules, the notorious illegitimate child, from under that Queen''s watchful eyes.


    So kid, when you grow up, be sure to remember to repay your brother here well.


    Luo En pinched the chubby cheeks of the future great Hercules, then followed the crowd into the city, heading towards a certain part of the Royal Palace.


    Given that Hera was pursuing Alcmene, he dared not follow the original historical trajectory and return the child to his mother.


    Otherwise, mother and child might well perish, jeopardizing himself as well.


    Thus, the caretaker Luo En thought of was his own Aunt, Agave.


    Years ago, when his cousin Pentheus, due to his persecution of Dionysian Sect followers and his cruel absurdity, was killed by him, Aunt Agave had since been disconsolate.


    Since she had lost a son, indirectly compensating her with another one seemed fair.


    Just as Luo En was settling on this plan internally, the baby Hercules in his arms suddenly burst into loud crying.


    At the same time, a graceful figure barefoot rushed out from a nearby gate, looking around for the source of the baby''s cries, her gaze finally landing on a spot.


    Then, she stumbled over the threshold and steps, heading straight towards Luo En in the alley, clutching the swaddle in his hands tightly.


    "My child? My child? Is it you?"


    Looking at the beautiful face, anxious yet filled with joy, Luo En sweated profusely.


    Such maternal instincts shouldn''t arise at this moment��it could mean death!


    Luo En quickly covered Alcmene''s mouth with his hand, casting dozens of magic spells like concealment and illusion, then sternly whispered.


    "Shut up if you want to live and follow me!"


    Just as Alcmene was about to speak, another somber whisper came to her ears.


    "Hera is coming..."


    In an instant, the Mycenaean princess''s body shivered, her pale face filled with terror.


    Seeing Alcmene realize the seriousness of their predicament, Luo En unhesitatingly pulled her arm, moving swiftly and cautiously towards the outskirts of the city.


    Finally, after a nerve-wracking fifteen minutes, the trio finally made it out of the Royal City''s gates.


    With the danger now behind them, Alcmene, clutching her newly regained son, couldn''t help but want to thank the kind stranger in front of her.


    "I..."


    "Say nothing more, just go, the farther the better!"


    Luo En immediately cut off Alcmene''s pleasantries, looking around and urging urgently.


    With the situation having spiraled out of control, all he could do now was carve out a path of survival for this mother and child, buying them some time to escape.


    As for the aftermath, he was helpless to assist further.


    Hearing the urgency and unease in his voice, Alcmene promptly picked up her son and nodded repeatedly.


    "Alright, be careful yourself, we''re leaving now!"


    "Go, where are you going?"


    A chilly, deep voice came from above, causing Luo En and Alcmene, looking up to see the white-armed goddess who had appeared unknowingly at the top of the wall, to stiffen and their faces to dramatically change.

 Chapter 377 264: Lady, No!

    It''s over, it''s Hera!


    Seeing the notorious home-wrecker and illegitimate child terminator appear before her, Alcmene, with panic in her heart, was so frightened that she turned pale and stumbled backward.


    Thinking of escaping?


    Hera let out a cold hum, leaped down from atop the high wall, and swung her right hand, clenched with a thunderbolt, at the fleeing mother and child.


    Just as Alcmene and her child were about to lose their lives under this ghastly divine power, a figure stepped forward.


    "Boom!"


    Golden flames clashed with the violent thunderbolt, causing a muffled explosion on the desolate land, and the formed aether storm tore up the grass in layers, leaving a mess behind.


    Thump thump thump!


    In the midst of the wild thrusting force, Luo En staggered back three steps before he could barely stabilize his stance, the surging blood making his throat full of a sweet, metallic taste, and a trickle of fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.


    Seeing this, Hera''s gaze wavered, and then she bit her teeth and let out a cold hum.


    "This has nothing to do with you, get lost!"


    As she spoke, she raised her hand again, merging a light-shaped javelin in her palm, her eyes fiercely fixed on Alcmene and her child, who were collapsed on the ground.


    "That''s enough, Hera!"


    A furious shout interrupted the Queen''s rhythm as she was about to deliver a fatal blow to her rival and the illegitimate child.


    And after catching Hera''s evidently delayed reaction, Luo En steeled his heart and spoke solemnly.


    "When will you stop being so obstinate?"


    Upon hearing this, Hera''s brows furrowed, anger causing her chest to heave incessantly.


    "You dare lecture me?"


    "I''m heartbroken for you!"


    Luo En looked up fearlessly, his chest out, with the Mirror of Vaporization in his hand, reflecting Hera''s current image, and he posed a soul-searching question.


    "Look at yourself now, do you still resemble your former self?


    In the past, you wouldn''t even bear to hurt the birds in the sky, and if they got wet, you would even let them shelter from the rain in your bosom.


    And now? You can execute living people at will, casually massacre children, and even the lives of an entire city, an entire country, can be extinguished just to vent your anger.


    As a protector of women and children, these are all beings you are supposed to protect!


    The compassionate goddess that I remember, the benevolent Queen, where has she gone?"


    As she listened to the soul-piercing questioning, Hera instinctively raised her hand, touching her own cheek, looking at her own distorted and fierce image in the mirror, which resembled a demon from hell, and her heart shook violently.


    Indeed, where had ''she'' gone?


    Previously, she was a gentle and compliant goddess in others'' memories, full of goodwill towards many lives.


    But at some point, jealousy and rage had disfigured her.


    Thinking back to the beginning of everything, Hera''s eyes filled with faint tears, her voice tinged with sadness and accusation.


    "It''s his fault! He betrayed me!"


    "Then go find the real villain!"


    Luo En immediately retorted, pointing to Alcmene and her child, who were trembling on the ground, and asked earnestly.


    "One is a frail mortal, the other a clueless child; neither has the power to resist the tyrant above, they are both victims. Besides, what wrong have they done?"


    In fact, in the whole affair of infidelity, Alcmene could only be described as "innocent."


    She and her husband Amphitryon were a loving couple. But bound by a vow, she needed to let her husband lead a campaign against Proetus and the Taphians to avenge her deceased brothers before they could officially unite.


    Amphitryon willingly led troops and toiled to fulfill his promise ins order to win her heart.


    However, during the period when her husband was about to return triumphantly, Zeus, the Divine King in heaven, took advantage of the absence and, transforming himself into Amphitryon, entered her bedroom. With flowery speech, he obtained the intimacy his wife had yearned for but was unable to fulfill.


    The husband, who arrived in a hurry and learned the truth, did not lay the blame on her, but silently accepted reality and agreed to let her give birth to the child.


    Instead of blessings, this divine bloodline brought her nothing but Hera''s retaliation.


    At this very moment, facing Luo En''s query, Hera, who had no answer, chose to defiantly give up.


    "I don''t care! Since they won''t let me have peace, then none of them shall find peace either!"


    "But by taking revenge on so many mistresses and killing so many bastards, has the Divine King ever restrained himself? Are you truly happy?"


    "..."


    Hera instantly fell silent, not knowing how to answer.


    Indeed, she had eliminated one rival after another, one illegitimate child after another, even becoming hysterical and unrecognizable in the process, and gradually turned into a shrew that everyone feared. Yet Zeus''s affairs and procreation had never ceased.


    So, what was all that I did for, and what meaning did it have?


    Seeing Hera''s desolate look, Luo En''s tone softened slightly, accompanied by a profound sigh.


    "Don''t you understand? In the eyes of that Divine King, they are just tools for pleasure and achieving his goals. Lose one, and he can find another. No matter how many you eliminate, you can''t eradicate the problem at its root.


    If this continues, I''m not sure if Zeus will ever restrain himself, but you will drive yourself mad first!"


    After a candid and fervent analysis, Luo En concluded his remarks with a heartfelt piece of advice.


    "So, let them go, and let yourself go..."


    Hera remained silent for a long time, her vacant eyes gazing down at the earth beneath her feet.


    Seeing this, Luo En gestured discreetly to the mother and son behind him, his lips moving silently.


    Go now!


    Alcmene, sitting paralyzed on the ground, immediately understood. She mustered her courage, stood up, picked up her son, and tottered away from the looming walls.


    As the figures of the mother and son disappeared from his view, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a burden lifted.


    This dire situation had finally been turned around by his efforts.


    However, before he could catch his breath and regain his composure, Hera, having come back to her senses, looked up at someone, and asked faintly,


    "You let them go?"


    "I just think it''s unfair!"


    Luo En stood up straight, speaking with righteous indignation.


    "Why should the aggressor live so happily, while the victim must suffer so terribly?"


    In a daze, Hera seemed to think of something, her body shivering as she nodded and murmured,


    "Yes, why should he spew lies freely, while I have to give my whole heart?"


    "Why can he idly seduce and not be bound, while I must abide by the rules of marriage?"


    "You''re absolutely right, I feel the same way!" Luo En nodded subconsciously, cheering on his stepmother in his heart, and feeling utterly delighted.


    That''s right, that''s how you should think. Go after him who wronged you! If only she could turn that stallion atop Mount Olympus into a dead husband!


    "Bang!"


    Yet, as Luo En was lost in fantasy, he was suddenly flipped over onto the ground by a powerful force.


    Rising abruptly, Hera, with a strange look in her eyes, gazed down at the handsome young man beneath her, and spoke ominously,


    "Since you think so too, then you will quench this fury for me."


    "?"


    "Rip!"


    As Luo En was still confused, he felt a sudden chill at his chest as his shirt was violently torn open.


    Soon after, his lower garments were breached, and hidden patterns of light began to envelop the surroundings.


    Watching the loose robe fall from those vast old shoulders, Queen Hera approached with graceful steps, him feeling sweat forming on his forehead as his body subconsciously retreated.


    "Isn''t it you who said I should seek my revenge in a fair way? Why do you flee?"


    With a chilling sneer, Hera grabbed the prey by his ankles with her slender arms, dragged him brutally back to his original position, then descended cruelly and decisively upon him to taste his flesh, and gnaw on each of his bones.


    The lamb ravaged under the she-beast''s paws let out a woeful cry.


    This isn''t right, it''s not at all what I had in mind!

 Chapter 378 265: The Defeat of the Minotaur

    Dust swirled, and the ground shook in waves.


    The Queen of the Heavens, who had broken all moral taboos and cast aside self-restraint, unleashed a savage and domineering demand on the prey beneath her claws like never before.


    Pain! Excruciating pain!


    As if his bones were being crushed inch by inch, and his flesh torn layer by layer.


    Luo En, the victim, grimaced in agony, wanting to speak out against the violence, but the descending cherry lips silenced the words that surged to his throat.


    Sweet, with the rich fragrance of fermented fruit��it felt as if a jar of ancient Ambrosial Honey Wine had been unsealed.


    Hera''s eyes narrowed, her frenzied expression became even more indulgently intoxicated; her nimble tongue pried open the "clay seal" and "wooden stopper"��the two tightly shut defenses��and slipped into the moist "bottle mouth," voraciously sucking on the stored, deliciously sweet "nectar."


    In just a short moment, Luo En felt his lips go numb and his tongue tingle, his entire mouth seeming to catch fire with a burning pain, as the tang of blood spread between his lips and teeth.


    At the same time, his two arms, held fast, creaked ominously, as if they might be torn from his torso at any moment.


    And even worse was the lower half of his body: his pelvis cracked under the relentless pounding, his spine let out mournful cries, gradually losing all sensation.


    Confronted with this scene, Luo En felt like an innocent lamb accidentally run over by a heavily-laden cart, brutally knocked down and then mercilessly run over again and again.


    No, this couldn''t go on. By the time the Queen''s fury was spent, he feared there wouldn''t even be bone fragments left of him.


    Buffeted by the tempest, Luo En strived to rouse a thread of consciousness, then seizing the chance, he broke free from the oppression in his mouth, raised his head, captured the summit of the mountain before him, and struck back with all his might.


    "Pfft!"


    A burst of lily-scented sweet ambrosia exploded between his lips, then poured down his esophagus and into his stomach, becoming a warm surge that flowed into his limbs and body.


    Very hot! Very burning!


    The deity in charge of wine and mirth flushed crimson, nourished and irrigated by a beverage no less potent than alcohol.


    The sudden stab of pain finally awakened some of Hera''s senses.


    But facing such a defiant and blasphemous resistance from a fully indulgent Queen, she seemed to see a kitten baring its claws at her, not taking offense at all, but laughing as she spread her flawless white arms to pull the rebellious little head deep into her embrace.


    You want it, right? Then I''ll give it to you.


    The nearly suffocating obstruction made Luo En flail his limbs weakly while he involuntarily swallowed.


    More of the "ambrosia," born of divinity and maternity, poured into Luo En''s throat, until his stomach filled, leading him deeper into chaos and intoxication.


    ~~


    By dawn, the birds in the forest chirped and chattered.


    Luo En dragged his battered body, blue and purple, from the ground. Leaning against the city wall, he sat collapsed like a dehydrated zombie, tilting his head to the sky at a classic 45-degree angle, speechlessly choked with emotion.


    Seven days! That madwoman tormented him for a full seven days and nights!


    And she claimed that when Zeus seduced Alcmene, he dallied in bed for three days and nights, so she would settle for no less.


    But how could that be the same?


    Zeus was making love normally, probably considering Alcmene''s endurance and even intentionally holding back his divine power.


    You, on the other hand, went full throttle, treating not only yourself but also me as inhuman! A perfect example of an S looking for an M!


    If it weren''t for my tough luck and the occasional forceful nursing, I might very well have been spent.


    Luo En grumbled secretly while unconsciously rolling his tongue, scraping a hint of pure white sweetness from the corner of his lips into his belly.


    Instantly, a warm current surged through his body, slightly dulling his aches and pains.


    Alright, the "forceful nursing" he referred to was not a figure of speech, but a very real act of suckling.


    Perhaps due to taking the fall for Hercules, he, by a twist of fate, received a treatment that only the great hero enjoyed in the legends��suckling on Hera''s milk, fed by the Queen of the Heavens herself.


    Maybe it was some sort of wicked sense of humor, but Hera seemed quite fond of the game that involved both assaulting and nursing him.


    And it was thanks to these mouthfuls of continuous nourishment that Luo En managed to survive these nightmarish seven days and nights.


    After all, at an age of unrelenting desire, and married to a husband who loved philandering, she had restrained herself for a thousand years without ever crossing the line of marriage. One could only imagine the amount of pent-up frustration the Queen had accumulated.


    Luo En bore the brunt of a millennium''s worth of accumulation. The fact that he hadn''t been torn to shreds was indeed a marvel.


    "Awake already? That''s quick."


    A light chuckle mixed with a snicker floated from the woods. Hera, freshly cleaned and dressed, approached leisurely from under the shade of trees, her eyes sparkling like stars, and her radiant face blooming like an iridescent lily after being watered and nurtured.


    Witnessing the scene before him, the "mummy" by the wall involuntarily shivered.


    He hadn''t thought much of it before, but now he realized there was some truth to that saying.


    There are no fields that have been plowed too much, only oxen that have been worked to death.


    Faced with the Greek Queen whose stats were off the charts, not only an ox but even a Minotaur would kneel.


    "What, scared of me?" Hera raised an eyebrow, her expression a mix of amusement and mockery.


    "Shouldn''t I be? You are the Queen of Olympus, after all," Luo En complimented, then raised his hands in surrender, asking with a wry smile, "Now that you''ve vented, can we call it even with the release of that mother and son?"


    Upon hearing this, Hera''s face darkened, and she looked at Luo En menacingly.


    "Do you think I did something wrong?"


    "How could that be!"


    Luo En hastily waved his hands and vehemently defended Hera''s actions.


    "Marriage should entail mutual loyalty. It binds both parties, so if he can fool around, certainly you shouldn''t consider yourself confined."


    "Then why are you in such a rush to disassociate yourself from me?"


    Hera snorted coldly, her gaze drifting towards the figure opposite her.


    "Could it be that I have wronged you?"


    Faced with these successive life-or-death questions, Luo En felt a slight sweat on the back of his neck and cautiously countered every move.


    "How could I think so! In my eyes, you have always been the kind and benevolent goddess. Your forgiveness of that mother and son''s transgressions and my presumptuousness only proves your nature has never changed!"


    "And precisely for that reason, I do not want to be a stain on you because of me, dragging you into trouble and criticism!"


    "After all, a moment of impulsiveness shouldn''t become shackles in your pursuit of happiness..."


    As she heard him defend her so, the displeasure in Hera''s heart dissipated instantly, transforming into an indescribable touch of emotion; her eyes, softened with tenderness, gazed at the handsome and considerate young deity before her and she spoke gently.


    "You''ve reminded me, some things indeed do not count if only done once or twice."


    "..."


    Luo En stiffened, his throat a bit dry.


    Performing too well seemed to have backfired a bit.


    Fortunately, the queen of heaven did not intend to give him a second serving of her wrath, but merely curled her lips in a faint hum.


    "This is what we''ll do. From now on, you''ll be my lesser deity."


    If he could bring his illegitimate child and mistress up to Olympus, why couldn''t she do the same?


    Besides, his betrayal of marriage wasn''t just a one-time thing. If she were to follow the principle of fair reciprocity, there were many more instances for her to catch up on.


    However, she was not that coldhearted bastard; even if she sought revenge, she at least had to choose a target that was pleasing to the eye.


    And the one before her seemed quite right.


    As Hera was secretly strategizing, Luo En cautiously raised his hand.


    "Uh, there''s something I forgot to tell you. My real name is Luo En, and I am a lesser deity of Hestia, in charge of wine and joy."


    "It''s you!"


    Hearing this unexpected answer, Hera was momentarily stunned.


    She had heard of the God of Wine, Luo En.


    During the great trial against Poseidon, this newly appointed lesser deity stood in for Hestia at divine council meetings and handled some affairs of the Hestia Temple. He was well regarded among the Olympus deities for his excellent working abilities and interpersonal skills.


    Yet during that time, Zeus was busy having affairs, and she was busy catching him in the act, so she hardly returned to Olympus and, therefore, never formally met this legendary God of Wine.


    Unexpectedly, she and this God of Wine had somehow crossed paths in such an unforeseen manner.


    "Lady Hestia has been good to me..."


    Luo En skillfully played his top defensive card, sincerely declining Hera''s offer.


    "So, thank you for your kindness, but I am afraid I cannot serve at your command."


    "Not necessarily!"


    However, Hera lifted her head with confidence and spoke decisively.


    "Big sister never cares about the gains and losses of divine authority. Worse comes to worst, I''ll trade her two lesser deities for you, she''ll agree to it!"


    Hearing the queen of heaven showed no sign of backing off, Luo En immediately felt a stomach ache coming on.


    Damn it, this might have gone too far.


    "Where is big sister now?"


    "In Athens..."


    "Good, take me to her!"


    Hera decisively decided on her next course of action, a look of eager anticipation on her face.


    Looking through the water light concentrated in the palm of her hand at the reflected image, the queen, tidying herself up before leaving, couldn''t help but touch her slightly flushed cheek, her lips curving into a pleased smile.


    It seemed she had not looked forward to an event like this in a long time.


    However, at that moment, Luo En''s feelings were entirely different.


    Take Hera to Athens?


    Not to mention whether Hestia would hang him up and lash him upon learning that he had brought Hera to poach from her court.


    The Goddess of Justice, Themis, and the Goddess of Memory, Mnemosyne, were still atop War God Mountain.


    God knows what kind of chemical reaction would occur when Zeus''s present and former lovers met.


    If he really did this, he didn''t even know into how many pieces he might end up.


    "Aren''t we leaving?"


    Hearing Hera''s somewhat displeased urging, Luo En had no choice but to summon his Bronze Chariot, bracing himself.


    After all, there was still a long way to go, and he had a clash with Thebes; he would think of something along the way.


    Reassuring himself, Luo En loaded up the queen of heaven and set off towards Athens.

 Chapter 379 266: If You Agree, Is It Still Coercion?

    Several days later, amidst towering mountains and steep ridges.


    Two divine horses pulled the Bronze Chariot, progressing slowly and leisurely.


    Hera glanced at the scenery slowly moving backward around her, slightly squinted her eyes, and looked towards the figure on the driver''s seat.


    "It seems like you are taking a detour?"


    "Didn''t you say you dislike dealing with strangers? Naturally, we should stay further from the city-states."


    Luo En turned his head, quickly brought out a prepared excuse, and then spoke earnestly.


    "Moreover, this is also for the sake of your reputation."


    "Hmph! Reputation? If he''s not ashamed, what do I have to fear?"


    Hera disdainfully scoffed, but her body honestly sat down, making no further demands for Luo En to change the route.


    Clearly, the Queen of Olympus still cared about her face to some extent, and her mood was not as relaxed as she appeared to be on the surface.


    But no sooner had Hera resettled herself than a cuckoo flew through the shadowy forest to the Queen''s shoulder and whispered into her ear in a low chirp.


    Instantly, Hera''s previously calmed face darkened significantly, and storm clouds gathered in the sky, flashing with lightning and thundering, signaling that a storm was approaching.


    Sensing the dreadful drop in pressure behind him, Luo En''s heart leapt, and he asked cautiously.


    "What''s wrong?"


    "He has seduced another Nymph behind my back!"


    Hera answered grimly, her clenched fists revealing veins, and her clenched teeth grinding.


    So it was because of Zeus?


    Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of his anxiety.


    That''s no problem, business as usual.


    That''s Zeus for you, while Hera could focus on catching cheaters, fighting mistresses, and persecuting illegitimate children, His Majesty the King of Gods had a lot more things and targets to consider when being unfaithful.


    According to reliable sources, he has seven official wives, over twenty lovers, and including other sources, a total of over 130 clandestine partners.


    This number includes not only the opposite sex but also the same sex, and certain non-human entities...


    By the way, Poseidon''s number topped this with a substantial margin, boasting over 170 affairs, easily surpassing Zeus.


    The Sea King truly lives up to his name.


    So, with such a fine family tradition, Alcmene was important, but she was just a tool for the Divine King to fulfill his heavenly duties.


    Once the seed was sown, whether the old lover was dead or alive, it hardly affected Zeus''s enthusiasm for revelry night after night outside.


    By now, the Queen, brainwashed by someone, no longer fixated on making life difficult for the same-sex mistresses, directly aimed at the main culprit.


    "To think he would use the Authority of the King of Gods to oppress a mere Nymph just for a moment of pleasure, how absurd!"


    "Yes, it''s too much!"


    Luo En, who was driving, habitually chimed in, subtly continuing to worsen the relationship between Zeus and Hera.


    However, as soon as the words left his mouth, Hera seemed to catch on, pursed her thin lips, and looked forward with a smirk.


    "Since he likes to force others, why don''t we give it a try?"


    "..."


    Luo En stiffened, squeezing out a dry smile.


    "Let''s not, we are still on our way."


    Hera''s smile brightened, squinting her moist eyes, she calmly spoke,


    "If you agree, would it still be considered forcing?"


    "...!"


    Luo En said nothing more, dropped the reins, and activated the Authority of the Goat, leaping in an attempt to escape the grasp of the Queen.


    "Thinking of running? Come back here!"


    However, accompanied by a disdainful sneer, Hera reached out into the void, and powerful Divine Power instantly sealed off the space around, pulling the just-escaped lamb back into her clasp with ease.


    Seeing no chance to struggle free, Luo En could only plea in despair.


    "Your Majesty, Queen of Olympus, let''s talk this through."


    "I want you!"


    "Don''t let a moment of impulse destroy yourself!"


    "I won''t, I am very clear-headed and very happy right now."


    Hera calmly responded, her beautiful face brimming with unprecedented delight.


    The dark dealings of the past, compared to the straightforward revenge of today, felt far less satisfying.


    Moreover, this satisfaction was not only psychological but also physical.


    The increasingly spirited Queen, looking at her struggling prey, licked her lips with pleasure, her gaze filled with predatory intent.


    "I am a Lesser Deity of Lady Hestia..."


    "No matter, you will soon become mine!"


    With that imperious declaration, Hera could no longer hold back, and began to relish her captured prize.


    The more the prey resisted, the more excited she became.


    After all, this is the joy found in forcing someone.


    Two divine horses pulled the Bronze Chariot, continuing its slow journey along the mountain path, with each bump growing stronger than the last.


    ~~


    Half a month later, silent cries echoed in the obscure void.


    Zeus, you beast!


    Luo En, eyes brimming with tears, denounced the initiator''s offenses.


    Seduction, transformation, underwater, in the air... During those fifteen days, whether it was the manner or the victims, there was no repetition.


    Is there nothing but these filthy thoughts left in the mind of the King of Gods?


    "Can''t there be a few days of peace?"


    "Even occasionally would be fine!"


    In his indignation, Luo En glanced towards Hera, who looked radiant and somewhat unsatisfied, causing him to shudder uncontrollably.


    For the past half month, the Queen of Olympus had truly lived up to her words by transferring all of Zeus''s secret affairs onto him.


    Thanks to the Divine King''s blatant disregard, night after night of revelries ensued. Being the one to pay for his father''s debts, Luo En had hardly slept in those fifteen days, constantly being cruelly squeezed and tormented by his stepmother.


    To War God Mountain! He must get to War God Mountain as soon as possible!


    Otherwise, he would surely die on the road sooner or later!


    As soon as Luo En recovered a bit of his strength, he threw himself towards the driver''s seat, grabbed the reins like a lifeline and, raising his whip, he lashed fiercely at the rumps of the two divine horses.


    The journey from Thebes to Athens wasn''t far, a straight run could be completed in two days.


    Even taking a detour would at most take three to five days.


    Yet, these two creatures, in order not to offend the Queen, deliberately led them round the mountains for half a month.


    "We''ve wasted so much time, if we don''t reach our destination tonight, I''ll castrate you both!"


    Hearing their master''s sinister threat, the two divine horses, understanding human nature, shuddered and hastily ceased their passive-aggressive behavior, rushing towards Athens as fast as lightning.


    As the howling wind tousled her hair, Hera sat elegantly on one side of the chariot, playing with a cuckoo that had landed on her hand, while she inquired with a smile that was not quite a smile.


    "So, you''re willing to go now?"


    Clearly, the Queen of Olympus, who had lived through the changes of the Divine Era and the struggles for divine authority, was no fool easily hoodwinked, having long noticed someone''s earlier trickery of taking detours.


    Scared to take me to see big sister to ask for help?


    What''s the matter? Did enjoying my company inconvenience you?


    Hera sneered inwardly, feeling annoyed. Inconvenience, huh? The more you don''t want me to do something, the more I''ll do it!


    Immediately, the proud queen stood up, and casually proposed.


    "How about we stay a few more days and enjoy the mountain scenery a bit more?"


    "The scenery in Athens is even better!"


    Feeling that familiar gaze falling on him again, Luo En quickly spoke up, wiping the sweat from his forehead and cautiously pulled out a message tube.


    "Moreover, there''s an old acquaintance on War God Mountain who would like to meet you..."


    Hera took it casually, poured out the letter inside, and reviewed it. Her initially indifferent expression changed as she read the content named ''Marriage Laws''


    and as a subtle signature came into view near the end, the queen on the chariot slightly furrowed her brows.


    The Goddess of Justice Themis? She is also on War God Mountain?


    Seeing Hera behind him fall into thought, Luo En quietly relaxed his tense heart.


    Success!


    He had finally shifted the queen''s focus from plotting behind Zeus''s back and venting her emotions, to a litigation about marriage that had practical significance.


    After all, having been cuckolded so many times, and even having brawled over illegitimate children, Hera hadn''t thought about divorce, which was no longer a matter of love.


    She bore the indignity in silence to maintain this relationship because the continuation of this marriage pertained to her own Divine Authority.


    Even when her dissatisfaction and anger had long surpassed the breaking point, she had to endure again and again.


    But what if someone could help her break this deadlock?


    ��For instance, the Goddess of Justice who created the Marriage Laws, invented the concept of family, and defined the obligations and responsibilities between men and women?


    Luo En glanced at Hera, whose expression was somewhat uneasy, and couldn''t help but reveal a sly smile.


    In the half-month of being tormented, he had already thought of his next move.


    The birth of the Marriage Laws, although prompted by Themis''s disgust towards Zeus for consuming his first wife Metis, ended up benefiting Hera the most. She subsequently became the Queen of Olympus and shared Zeus''s authority.


    However, as time passed, His Majesty the King of Gods gradually revealed his true nature, and the marital relationship between him and Hera had reached the brink of rupture.


    At this very moment, a reform had accumulated enough variables.


    How could the Marriage Laws have "marriage" without "divorce"?


    Compared to the discussion on her very own root of Divine Authority, undermining her elder sister Hestia seemed rather trivial.


    In this way, Luo En could conveniently toss the problem and Hera to Themis, who initially formulated the Marriage Laws, completing the cycle of letting the creator resolve the issue and thus extracting himself from this perilous vortex.


    Although it was somewhat disgraceful, who could deny that the Goddess of Justice was one of the few who could suppress Hera effectively?


    After maintaining troops for so long, it was time for the Goddess of Justice to come out and shield him.


    With these thoughts, Luo En lashed the divine horses harshly a couple more times.


    Finally, at sunset, the raging chariot stopped outside the dense forests of Athens.


    A goddess clad in a white long gown, her eyes covered with a light veil, stood silently in the woods, her golden long sword adorned with a scale. The resplendent evening sun traced a sacred and solemn hue upon her.


    As the sound of wheels entering the forest reached her, the goddess slowly turned around. The veiled eyes gazed at the two visitors, her voice cold and deep.


    "You have arrived much later than I anticipated..."


    "The journey was long."


    "There were some delays..."


    The Hera and Luo En in the chariot felt a void in their hearts, covering for each other while unconsciously averting their gazes.


    It wasn''t the student Astraea appearing on behalf of her mentor, but Themis herself?


    Seeing this unexpected turn of events, Luo En gradually felt a foreboding sensation rising within him.


    "It''s good that you''ve come."


    In the woods, Themis gently nodded her head and then flicked the scales on either side of her sword hilt, summoning countless rays of starlight to fall from the night sky.


    A majestic palace of light rose from the ground around them, drawing the three into a vast sea of stars.


    Themis ascended a platform built of starlight, sat down calmly, and began solemnly.


    "Now, let the trial officially begin!"


    Sensing the invisible constraints of the rules descending, both Luo En and Hera standing in the court suddenly changed their colors.


    How could this be, it wasn''t what was agreed upon?

 Chapter 380 267: Stepmom Defense Battle (5.6k)

    Beneath the stars, within the courtroom.


    The Goddess of Justice sat solemnly on the bench, her eyes veiled with a light gauze as she scrutinized the parties present and formally posed her questions.


    "Hera, have you ever engaged in actions that violate the principles of marital fidelity?"


    Themis''s opening move, magnified, instantly bewildered Hera on the spot.


    If it had been earlier, she could have answered with righteousness, but now...


    She pursed her lips, glanced subconsciously at the person who had accompanied her on this journey, and involuntarily voiced a difficult answer.


    "Yes..."


    As soon as she spoke, Hera''s complexion immediately took on an unpleasing aspect, deeply wary of the swath of starlight enveloping her.


    Underneath the stars, the truth is visible.


    Within the courtroom, lies cannot be fabricated.


    This was why Themis had drawn them into this Divine Realm.


    Having received the answer, the Goddess of Justice unsurprisingly nodded and continued to ask in a deep voice.


    "Have you ever harbored resentment toward your spouse, causing him harm?"


    "Yes..."


    "Has your relationship completely deteriorated, and do you thoroughly loathe this marriage?"


    "Yes..."


    Two consecutive uncomplicated subjective questions that did not involve privacy slightly relaxed Hera''s tense nerves. However, while responding, the Queen of Heaven''s face still invariably showed complex emotions.


    Once upon a time, she and that person were symbols of matrimonial harmony and familial continuity, but she''d never imagined they would so quickly reach a point of mere superficial union.


    Themis nodded, still without superfluous words, and spoke solemnly once again.


    "Then, one final question: are you willing to henceforth renounce the highest Divine Authority and the position of Queen of Heaven?"


    "..."


    Hera bit down on her teeth, breaking the skin of her lips, yet she remained silent.


    But sometimes, no answer is also an answer.


    Themis nodded, rose leisurely, and pondered.


    "It seems I cannot entertain this case."


    After saying this, she twisted the sword hilt''s scales, and the starlight enveloping Hera dimmed and dissipated, vanishing the invisible pressure.


    However, at the same time, the court of order collapsed as well, and the Goddess of Justice, sword in hand, turned her back on the starlight and proceeded into the night.


    A strand of light that had appeared in the vault of heaven was once again swallowed by the dark night.


    Clearly, even if the defendant Zeus was not innocent, the plaintiff Hera was not entirely blameless either.


    Adultery, both had committed it, no need to point fingers;


    Domestic violence, neither was unfamiliar with it, strictly speaking, it could be termed ''mutual battering'';


    Love, perhaps both had felt it once, but now their attitudes toward it were hardly different;


    As for the ultimate interests, what else is there to say when one is willing to attack and the other to endure?


    Thus, after hearing Hera''s self-testament, Themis clearly was not willing to intervene in the marital issues between Zeus and Hera.


    As the dust settled, Hera, the plaintiff, realized this and watched the respected Lady Themis walk away, her face inevitably tinged with gloom.


    Could it be that she truly was in the wrong?


    "Please wait a moment; the defense attorney hasn''t spoken yet. It''s inappropriate to adjourn so hastily, isn''t it?"


    Just as the Goddess of Justice was about to step out of the grove, a mocking contemplation came from behind her.


    The defense attorney?


    Themis turned, her gaze meaningful as she looked back.


    Luo En stepped forward with a smile, speaking earnestly.


    "Regarding this case, I have a few questions to consult you on, so shall we follow the procedure?"


    Themis calmly nodded, her thumb twisting the scales on either side of the sword''s hilt, reconstructing the courtroom of order with starlight as its foundation, and herself returning to the bench within the grove.


    Everything being ready, Luo En inhaled slightly, and spoke solemnly.


    "The one who first violated the rules of marriage, should they be deemed the primary party at fault and thus bear greater responsibility?"


    The primary party at fault?


    Themis upon hearing this novel term, nodded thoughtfully.


    "Yes!"


    Indeed it was so. Within this marriage, while Hera subsequently exhibited indiscreet behavior, fundamentally it was still Zeus who first engaged in the affair.


    Apart from his fondness for beauty, His Majesty the King of Gods also feared that his and Hera''s bloodline would destabilize his status, thus after consolidating his divine power, seldom did he fulfill his duties as a husband.


    In contrast, as a wife, Hera had previously been exemplary in her conduct, with hardly any rumors of infidelity or affairs, in stark contrast to Zeus.


    It was precisely because of the issue with Alcmene that they came to blows, and Hera gradually lost faith in her husband, only crossing the marital line under the instigation of a certain culprit, and increasingly indulging herself.


    "Did the current glory of Olympus come not only from His Majesty''s leadership but also from the contributions of Lady Queen of Heaven?"


    "Yes!"


    Themis nodded again without any hesitation.


    It must be acknowledged that Hera had performed rather competently in her role as Queen.


    The Pantheon of Gods greatly respected her in major matters, and Zeus also respected her, often discussing affairs with her. Whenever the gods debated a vital issue, Hera often, due to opposing views, contradicted Zeus. But in the end, she often chose to keep silent out of love, opting to compromise and yield.


    Artemis and Apollo, the siblings, Hermes as the illegitimate child, and Hephaestus, the unattractive son��who all ascended to Olympus to become part of the Twelve Olympians��were all under Hera''s tacit approval.


    It can be said that the current system of the Twelve Olympians is closely related to this Queen of Heaven.

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    Of course, if one thought that way, they would fall into the trap.


    At that moment, Luo En gave a slight smile, his gaze twinkling.


    "The wealth that is created together, should it be divided equally?"


    "Yes..."


    This time, Themis''s response was hesitant, a slight furrow forming between her brows.


    With the groundwork laid, Luo En revealed his sharp argument.


    "Then, as the primary and principal party at fault in a marriage, should one adhere to the principle of taking less or none of the jointly created wealth when the marriage cannot be sustained, appropriately compensating the other party whose rights were infringed upon?"


    The heart of Themis shook, and she immediately realized the malicious intent hidden within the arguments.


    This was to make her cut the marital laws between Zeus and Hera under the guise of upholding fairness, while also ensuring that the Queen of Olympus''s divinity and divine authority remained unaffected.


    The Goddess of Justice looked somberly at a certain defender in court, "Are you asking me to stand on her side?"


    "No, I only hope you stand on the side of justice, to practice the fairness you pursue!"


    The defender shook his head solemnly, and then proclaimed loudly and righteously.


    "The sword of the law should not only strike the weak!"


    Justice? Fairness?


    Themis clenched the long sword in her hand, her expression complex.


    Since when had she become increasingly unfamiliar with these concepts?


    "Since the Marriage Laws you formulated cannot restrain one party who continues to err, they should not become the shackles preventing the other party from pursuing happiness"


    Luo En spoke solemnly, expressing his perspective, then earnestly looked at Themis.


    "As you know, the Queen''s position, no matter how much hardship and effort one puts forth, is doomed to despair and doesn''t get any easier to maintain."


    Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Justice on the tribunal fell into a prolonged silence.


    The original Queen of Olympus was Metis, the primordial Goddess of Wisdom, but Zeus, to counteract the curse of a Titan, swallowed his pregnant wife.


    Themis found this detestable, so she created the Marriage Laws, invented the concept of family, and established the duties between men and women to constrain Zeus.


    In fact, she could have gone further and become the second Queen herself, to personally limit the Divine King''s abuse of power.


    But at the last moment, she gave it up, chose to leave Olympus, and hid in the Sea of Okeanos, withdrawing from worldly affairs from then on.


    Consequently, the crown of the Queen, after many turns, ended up on the head of Hera, gradually causing this niece to lose her former gentleness and purity, becoming fierce and envious.


    In some sense, those limited bound Marriage Laws were one of the key causes of this tragedy.


    Themis unmounted her judge''s dignity and identity, stood up from the tribunal, and approached Hera, gently caressing her niece''s cheek with affection.


    "These years must have been very hard for you, haven''t they?"


    "..."


    A tear came to Hera''s eye, and she lowered her head in silence.


    Having such a deep-thinking, flirtatious husband was hardly greater than hardship.


    First fighting Titans, then Typhon,


    At last settling down, yet fighting mistresses and guarding against illegitimate children;


    After fighting illegitimate children, having to deal with her own children...


    Under her husband''s intentional indulgence, her numerous children were each a headache.


    Ares is reckless and witless, Eris always causing trouble, Hephaestus bearing a grudge, Hebei idling about all the time...


    Being a descendant of the Divine King, why pick up anything but a fondness for brewing and serving wine?


    Thinking about her chaotic family life, Hera couldn''t help but feel her blood pressure rise, her heart grievously burdened.


    However, as her gaze swept over the figure standing protectively in front of her, speaking eloquently in her defense, and striving to maintain her reputation and fight for her rights, the clouds in the Queen''s heart seemed to scatter.


    At least, there was someone in the world who understood her...


    And on reflection, that stop-and-go time was probably her most unrestricted, happily relaxed days.


    "It seems you indeed weren''t happy."


    Meanwhile, Themis caught the change in Hera''s expression, and sighed softly.


    "So be it, I will personally break the mistakes I made.


    Speaking, the Goddess of Justice gradually drew the Sword of Judgment from its sheath, resolutely striking down in front of Hera."


    "Crack!"


    A sound like shackles shattering echoed on Hera''s body, and the Queen immediately felt a lightness in her body, as if some invisible restraint had been quietly severed.


    "Clang!"


    Along with the pleasant metallic sound, Themis sheathed the Sword of Judgment back into its sheath and spoke gravely.


    "There, I have cut off the bindings of those Marriage Laws, you are free now. From now on, you remain the Queen, but not as the wife of the Divine King, but because of your own contributions to Olympus. Therefore, you need no longer depend on him, and retain your divinity and authority."


    Hearing this, Hera trembled and lifted her hand, sensing the divinity and divine power within her that had not diminished much, her face alight with incredible joy.


    The action taken by Themis was beyond her expectation, erasing all her worries.


    Since her marriage with Zeus was only nominally existent, there was no need to forcibly stick together; managing separately was fine.


    Keeping up appearances, divorce without leaving the household would suffice.


    And this practically perfect decree, owed everything to someone who had passionately defended her before the Goddess of Justice Themis.

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    Hera''s heart surged with excitement as she looked towards Luo En at her side.


    As the defense attorney, Luo En was also very pleased with the thorough victory.


    On one hand, having Themis preside over this divorce dispute was equivalent to taking Hera''s side and breaking with Zeus. She was now unavoidably committed to the War God Mountain.


    On the other hand, helping her stepmother rob her biological father of his gold coins might not dethrone Zeus, but it would somewhat harm his vitality and invisibly weaken his divine authority.


    All of these, from any perspective, were greatly beneficial to him and War God Mountain.


    As the dust settled, Luo En immediately squeezed out a warm smile and expressed his sincere thanks.


    "Princess Themis, thank you for upholding justice and righteousness here!"


    "I am merely fulfilling my obligations and doing what I can," Themis replied indifferently, her expression as aloof and solemn as ever.


    Truly worthy of being the Goddess of Justice, you really step up when it matters! Reliable!


    Inwardly praising Themis, Luo En then spoke with a smile brimming on his face.


    "Alright then, since the case is closed, you two have your talk, I''ll be leaving now, not to disturb you!"


    With that, the defense attorney turned and walked towards the edge of the dense forest, ready to make his graceful exit.


    However, just as he took a step forward, a deep and clear voice came from behind him.


    "Wait, you cannot leave yet..."


    "Huh?"


    Luo En turned around in confusion, his face showing a hint of surprise.


    "Her case is settled, but now it''s your turn."


    The Golden Scales turned, ringing delicately, and radiant starlight cascaded down as the courtroom of order was erected. Themis stood at the judge''s bench, gazing solemnly at the lone figure under the stars and slowly spoke.


    "Tell me, do you harbor malice towards Olympus, intending to commit treasonous acts?"


    "...!"


    Luo En stiffened, his complexion drastically changing.


    Has it happened? I''m finished!


    Seeing the accused not answering, Themis spoke again, this time using divine law without any courtesy.


    "Tell me, do you harbor malice towards Olympus, intending to commit treasonous acts?"


    Suddenly, a mysterious and vast pressure poured down from the heavens, and a clear, penetrating will entered Luo En''s mind, compelling him to want to disclose his most genuine thoughts unwittingly.


    At that moment, he finally understood how Hera had felt during her trial. After tensing his lips for a moment, he laboriously parted them and uttered his parched words.


    "Yes..."


    Hearing this definite answer, Themis raised her hand and, uncommonly, removed the veil from her eyes. Her eyes, bright as stars, rested on the accused below, and her face showed a profound sense of loss.


    She had thought she found a like-minded ally with whom she could perfect the laws and build a harmonious order, to seek justice in the world.


    For this, she even cast aside her vows to the River Styx, stepping out from the Sea of Okeanos and avidly supporting the grand plans of the man before her.


    But in the end, this man had deceit in his heart from the start.


    All he did was not purely for justice but to use it as a front to fulfill his unspeakable goals.


    Justice, oh justice, how many evils are committed in thy name.


    A frost seemed to spread across Themis''s cold cheeks as she sighed deeply.


    "Then, do you have anything to say in your defense?"


    "Improving the judiciary, building order, and enforcing justice... everything I said before was sincere, with no intent to deceive you! It''s just that it requires time and opportunity!"


    Seeing his plot uncovered, Luo En broke into a cold sweat, raising his right hand and swearing earnestly to the Goddess of Justice.


    Themis nodded thoughtfully and spoke calmly.


    "So, undermining the divine authority of Olympus and overthrowing the old order is a necessary step?"


    "That''s right!"


    Seeing that the Goddess of Justice had already grasped his point, Luo En''s confidence surged as he began to speak eloquently.


    "Nothing can be accomplished without destruction, and only after destruction can there be construction! For a long time now, the gods have abused their power, seriously interfering with the operation of laws and the implementation of systems in the mortal world. Zeus, as the Divine King, is among the worst offenders. If we can change the structure of Olympus and limit the power of the gods, we could rebuild a far more stable order, and then proceed with the establishment of the rule of law."


    "It sounds like a good idea, and it''s certainly feasible," replied Themis, nodding her head in a fair assessment before gazing faintly at Luo En standing below.


    "But do you know, Zeus once said the exact same thing to me..."


    "...!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s face darkened, and he was rendered speechless.


    The damned Zeus had played a cunning game, preempting his path and metaphorically stabbing him from afar.


    Themis, looking at the silent accused, felt an even deeper disappointment.


    During the Titanomachy, Zeus had used the same reasoning to accuse the Titan gods of Mount Othrys of abusing divine authority, trampling on order, and the Divine King Kronos being ferocious and brutal, going against justice. Under the rule of the Old Titans, the development of other species and the practice of laws had been severely constrained.


    Once he had power, he promised to perfect justice, build order, practice righteousness, and create a common prosperity for all species!


    Only after hearing that lofty goal did Themis agree to betray her own Titan kind and help that vengeful and idealistic young deity step by step win the Titanomachy and establish the glory of Olympus.


    But what was the result?


    As soon as the divine war had ended, that new King of the Gods, in whom she had placed such hope, turned against his own wife Metis, seizing her with honeyed words and swallowing her whole.


    At that time, she was pregnant.


    From that moment, Themis saw through the true nature of His Majesty the King of Gods, completely extinguishing the fantasies in her heart, and chose to leave Olympus to hide herself in the Sea of Okeanos.


    And afterward, things unfolded just as she had expected.


    Calculating against his wife, his children, mortals, his adversaries...


    This Divine King elevated "conspiracy" to an art form, erasing one potential threat after another, playing all within the palm of his hand.


    The glorious Divine Realm remained shrouded in darkness, and the tainted Mortal World continued in its unruly chaos.


    The Goddess of Justice looked at the handsome, intelligent, and eloquent Luo En before her, and the figure before her eyes seemed to perfectly overlap with that person in her memory. The peculiar sense of de?ja? vu made her shake her head and sigh.


    Another Zeus...


    The Sword of Judgment inched out of its scabbard, and Luo En broke out in sweat on his forehead.


    "You mean to kill me?" he asked.


    The Goddess glanced at him as if he were just another criminal, and shook her head slightly, "I am a judge, not an executioner."


    However, before Luo En''s heart could settle, Themis swung her sword towards the stars, speaking somberly.


    "But it''s my duty to inform the victims of the results of the last trial, so I will hand you over to Zeus and let him know of your intentions, letting him decide your fate."


    Where the blade passed, a dark crack tore through the starry sky, mirroring the contours of Sacred Mountain Olympus.


    Seeing this, Luo En''s heart raced.


    Themis was serious.


    "Wait! I can explain! I have more to say!" he pleaded.


    "I''m sorry, your only chance to defend yourself has already been used up," she replied.


    Themis, clearly determined, showed no intention of listening to the accused''s sophistry, and grabbing Luo En''s shoulder, she prepared to throw him into the gaping starry corridor.


    "Wait..."


    At that critical moment, a goddess clad in bronze serpent armor, with silver hair and purple eyes, glided from the depths of the starry sky.


    "If the accused has no right to speak for himself, then how about I advocate on his behalf?" she suggested.


    Seeing the unexpected savior before him, Luo En experienced a flood of emotions, nearly shedding tears of relief.


    ��Sister Ya!

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    Themis turned and looked at Athena, who approached from the depths of the starry sky, gently shaking her head.


    "Jurors should not enter the fray."


    "Since you approve of my presence, it proves that I, a juror, also have the authority to interpret the law, ascertain facts, and adjudicate cases. In the face of injustice and potential wrongful judgments, I most certainly must speak out," Athena replied with a smile, her tone neither humble nor haughty.


    Themis fell silent for a moment, twirling her sword handle. The rift in the starry sky healed, and she released her hold on the prisoner, returning to her seat on the bench, her eyes veiled in light gauze, in solemn contemplation.


    "All right, you may begin your questioning."


    Athena nodded and began to ask her questions.


    "Let''s ask if the party has strived to perfect justice, build order, and practice righteousness?"


    "Yes!"


    Themis nodded slightly, providing an affirmative answer.


    Without doubt, the plaintiff before her was the undisputed founder of Athenian law and indeed, as he said, had established a brighter order for Athens.


    "Has his personal interests ever impeded the perfection of justice and the execution of righteousness?"


    "No..."


    After a moment of serious contemplation, Themis shook her head.


    Indeed, he had his own interests, but he held clearer boundaries than most deities and rarely blatantly broke the rules. As a result, he''d left behind almost nothing that could be called a handle.


    "Has his presumptuousness yet to become reality?"


    "Yes..."


    Themis nodded again, giving a candid response.


    Athena''s face broke into a mischievous smile resembling someone''s, as the truth emerged.


    "Then, can one be convicted for an event that has not yet occurred, for a person who is, for the moment, innocent?"


    "..."


    Themis was silent, and after a long while, she let out a deep sigh.


    "Is this the reason you defend him?"


    "Not entirely; compared to the righteousness that has such a hard pass in this world, I care more about outcomes."


    Athena shook her head, smiling, then turned and cast a displeased glance at the plaintiff behind her, snorting lightly.


    "Someone said he could make this world a little better, and I believed it."


    "Once, I believed that too..."


    Themis murmured with feeling, her veiled eyes intently watching Athena in the arena.


    "No regrets?"


    "No regrets!"


    Athena nodded firmly, without a trace of hesitation.


    "Just as stubborn as your mother..."


    Themis gave a bitter smile with a sigh, waving her hand in dispirited dismissal.


    "Enough, I am being overly officious."


    Suddenly, the brilliance of the stars retracted, the oppressive atmosphere surrounding them vanished, and Luo En, the plaintiff, broke free from the invisible constraints.


    Sister Ya, don''t say anything more! You really do care about me!


    As soon as he was released, Luo En looked excitedly at Athena, almost wanting to throw himself at his savior, affectionately hugging her tight.


    "Pfft!"


    But before he could act, the Goddess of Justice on the bench spat out a mouthful of golden blood and collapsed forward.


    "Auntie!"


    Seeing this, Athena''s face changed, and she hurriedly rushed forward to support Themis.


    Luo En looked at the Justice Goddess, suddenly struck by lightning, her complexion pale, his emotions complex.


    Honestly, he had some objections to Themis''s recent actions.


    Although he indeed used some tricks to drag this Goddess of Justice into the mix and had motives that were not entirely pure with many things, a gentleman should judge by deeds, not thoughts, for in thoughts there are no mere men.


    At least on many matters concerning people and things, Luo En reckoned he was far stronger than His Majesty the King of Gods and most of the Olympian deities.


    But obviously, having inadvertently triggered PTSD left by his own father Zeus, Themis, who had been duped, seemed to have lost trust in him.


    Next, he didn''t know how he should get along with this Goddess of Justice.


    In the end, Luo En sighed and approached cautiously to inquire.


    "How is she?"


    "She''s not dead, just severely injured and unconscious."


    "That serious?"


    The unexpected answer left Luo En somewhat astonished.


    Athena turned back and glared at the plaintiff, snorting coldly.


    "Do you think it''s such a simple matter to unilaterally cut off the continuation of the Marriage Laws, dividing the Divine Authority of the King of Gods?"


    "...!"


    Luo En was startled, a foreboding feeling stirring in him.


    Athena''s gaze swept over the dim flickering starlight, turning her attention somberly to the plaintiff in the arena.


    "...Fighting for justice for the weak, drawing the sword against the mighty, comes with a cost. If that cost isn''t borne by you or by Hera, on whom do you think it will fall?"


    Luo En realized the gravity of the situation and looked in astonishment at the pale Themis in Athena''s arms. He hesitated for a moment before speaking dryly.


    "What will happen to her?"


    "She won''t die for the time being."


    Athena answered with a snort, then murmured softly, her lips barely moving.


    "But to oppose the oath made to the River Styx, to interfere in the Divine Authority of Olympus; to betray my father, shaking the most powerful divine right in the world, such troubles piling up and exploding, the situation might turn out to be hardly better than death."


    "What exactly is her condition?"


    "Her divinity is shattered; she can no longer be the Goddess of Justice, her consciousness has been severely damaged, and she likely won''t be able to wake up anytime soon. If this persists, she might fall into Eternal Sleep."


    Upon hearing Athena''s answer, Luo En was taken aback.


    He had only intended to use Themis to get involved, leveraging the Marriage Laws to weaken Zeus''s authority.


    He didn''t anticipate that the Goddess of Justice would take his coercion seriously, even to the extent that she brandished her sword in accordance with her promise, risking herself in the process.


    This time, he had truly caused great harm to Themis.

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    Luo En couldn''t help feeling some regret and immediately pressed for answers.


    "Then what should I do?"


    "What else can you do? You can only hope that you will truly keep your promise, refine the judiciary, construct order, practice justice, and with this faith, repair her damaged divinity, and one day awaken her!"


    Athena continued to pour divine power into the comatose Themis to stabilize her wounds, her voice growing colder.


    "So, from the moment she swung that sword, she had already made her choice?"


    Luo En was taken aback, then looked astonished at the comatose Goddess of Justice.


    "Then why did she say she wanted to take me to see Zeus?"


    "If we didn''t speak that way, would you get the message? And if she really wanted to offer you to Zeus, would she have bothered to invoke that divine authority in the first place?"


    The more Athena spoke, the angrier she got, turning her head to glower at the instigator behind her with a dark expression.


    "I told you long ago that schemes have their limits. Relying too much on your own cunning without the support of absolute strength will sooner or later cause big troubles!"


    "You dared to lie in Hera''s bed and thought to use this as a means to lever the Divine King''s authority, really believing that your head is harder than the thunderbolts of Olympus? Or do you think that everyone else is a fool at your disposal, with not a single person seeing through the malice you hide?"


    "This time it was Themis who took the hit for you, barely shielding you from all the suspicion and consequences. What about next time? You don''t think your tricks will win every time, do you?"


    Hearing that heart-wrenching inquiry, Luo En was left speechless, a deep sense of guilt welling up inside him.


    Indeed, he had depended too much on his cunning and forgotten a crucial truth.


    The execution of justice requires blood to be spilled.


    He had escaped punishment with his own slyness, but someone else always had to pay the price.


    Looking at the bloodless face of the Goddess of Justice, Luo En couldn''t help but mutter under his breath.


    "Such an important matter, why didn''t she say so?"


    "Were you honest with her?"


    Athena turned her head and bluntly retorted.


    Luo En had nothing to say, and could only mutter indignantly.


    "I just didn''t find the right opportunity, did I?"


    "Opportunity?"


    Athena glanced at the petitioner, her gaze laden with meaning.


    "In the second trial, do you remember what was different about her face?"


    Luo En thought for a moment, looking at Themis''s pale face, he murmured.


    "She took off that blindfold..."


    "With that blindfold on, she couldn''t see the faces and identities of the disputants, thereby avoiding bribery, not needing to fear power, she was the Goddess of Justice untainted by personal feelings; taking off that blindfold, she was just Themis, a woman who, for the sake of trust, a promise, broke the taboo for you."


    Athena sighed, her expression complex as she slowly uncovered the mystery.


    "She gave you a chance, but you chose the worst response..."


    So, what she really wanted was not a lofty justification, but an honest one?


    But the secrets he carried were too many, too weighty, not to be lightly spoken.


    Luo En recalled the disappointment in Themis''s eyes and fell into silent contemplation.


    Athena waved her hand, breaking the heavy atmosphere around them, and spoke solemnly.


    "Forget it, instead of regretting, you''d better think about how to keep your promise in the future, and use less of your so-called cleverness."


    Luo En nodded earnestly, etching this lesson into his heart.


    Then, Athena manipulated the Labyrinth''s authority, carefully concealed the now temporarily stabilized Themis, and turned to gaze at the disintegrating starry sky and the anxious figure pacing in the dense forest.


    "Let''s go, she didn''t make it to the finale, I''ll have to play out the second half."


    ~~


    "The private matters between you two, Aunt Themis has already heard, and she wants to tell my father!"


    Listening to Athena''s definite reminder, Hera''s complexion turned pale, and she couldn''t help but look at Luo En, just released from the Stellar Court, with a sinking heart.


    The cat was out of the bag, but she and Zeus had already completed the division of marriage and divine authority, so she wasn''t too afraid of her husband, the King of Gods, calling her to account.


    But as for her young lover, that might not be the case. The King of Thessaly, Ixion, who had once harbored improper thoughts about her, was still imprisoned in Tartarus Hell, undergoing eternal divine punishment, unable to live or die.


    Fortunately, Athena then shifted her tone, bringing good news.


    "However, I stopped her, persuaded her earnestly, and made her give up on the pursuit."


    What a good child!


    Hearing this, Hera looked at Athena with eyes full of gratitude and affection.


    Since Athena was the daughter of the first queen, Metis, she herself was a newcomer.


    Moreover, as such a lonely and unsupported girl, Hera rarely targeted Athena, and their relationship was relatively harmonious.


    Unexpectedly, this insignificant kindness had actually helped Hera at a critical moment.


    However, before Hera could enjoy her happiness for too long, Athena added a condition in a soft voice.


    "Of course, her agreement to conceal for you comes at a price."


    "What price?"


    "Henceforth, you must end your affair with Luo En and no longer entangle with him."


    Hearing the demand that Athena made on her behalf, Hera''s expression immediately darkened, and she showed her unwillingness.


    "Why should I?"


    "You brought a lawsuit against your husband for his unfaithfulness, and Themis, your aunt, agreed to preside over justice for you, making a judgment that was biased in your favor when it came to the division of divine authority. But you have been unfaithful within the marriage as well, so, for fairness, the previous affair should be ended."


    Athena explained the reasons in detail and then looked solemnly at her stepmother, whose face was changing with emotions.


    "Of course, she did this also for your own good."


    "For our good?"


    Hera frowned, not understanding her meaning.


    Athena then brought Luo En into the discussion, speaking earnestly and gravely.


    "I know you are fond of him, but there are no walls in the world that can block everything. This time Themis noticed something, and I could stop her, but what about next time? If my father comes, can you guarantee his safety, guarantee that you will not be punished?"


    "..."


    Hera opened her mouth but was lost for words.


    Indeed, she had never thought about this issue.


    Zeus could have his way unscrupulously because no one could punish him.


    But it was different for herself; once her infidelity was exposed, His Majesty the King of Gods needed only to wave his hand to crush her little lover to death and make her suffer greatly.


    "I understand your dilemma, and I believe in your sincerity regarding your feelings. But your love is too heavy for him now; being obstinate will only harm each other, leaving regrets that can''t be mended."


    Athena patted her stepmother''s shoulder, her eyes full of sincerity and honesty.


    "If you want to maintain this relationship with integrity, at the very least, you also need enough strength to protect yourself, to protect the one you care about..."


    "Athena, you''re right, I have been rash," Hera said, her mind suddenly clearing, looking gratefully at her foster daughter who was so considerate of her, thanking her repeatedly.


    Then, the queen of the forest glanced at the young lover with whom she had entangled this calamitous romance, recalling every moment spent with him, but eventually, she turned her head resolutely and entrusted Athena in a soft voice.


    "Take care of him for me..."


    "Yes!"


    Athena nodded solemnly, watching her stepmother summon her chariot and depart heavily toward Olympus.


    As the shooting star in the sky vanished from view, the Goddess of Wisdom reflected on Hera''s flickering gaze before her departure, then turned with a smile that was not quite a smile toward Luo En at her side.


    "It looks like she really put her heart into you."


    "But I have no desire to be the queen."


    Luo En replied indifferently, then turned to Themis, who was hidden in the Labyrinth, and let out a helpless, bitter smile.


    "And with so many debts on my back, do I have any other choice but that path if I want to pay back what I owe, principal and interest?"


    He now understood why Themis had insisted on taking him to see Zeus; most likely, it was to make Hera retreat and stop entangling him.


    Athena glanced sideways, asking playfully.


    "Do you regret it?"


    "No regrets!"


    The same question, the same answer; the two in the forest exchanged a smile, an unspoken understanding forming naturally.


    "So what should I call you? Sister?"


    "Whatever you like."


    Athena smiled unconcernedly, her eyes calm.


    "You''re not them, and you don''t need to become anyone else, just be yourself."


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom looked defiantly at the rebel in front of her plotting against Olympus and declared with commanding conviction.


    "After all, no matter how you choose, I will win in the end!"

 Chapter 385 269: Stealing and Eating the 【Forbidden Fruit】

    Several days later, War God Mountain.


    Luo En sat in the backyard of Hestia''s residence, taking out a Golden Apple and swallowing it in a few bites.


    The fruit melted in his mouth, forming a stream of golden Divine Liquid that flowed from his stomach to his limbs and bones, slowly soaking into every inch of his bone, every piece of muscle, and every drop of blood.


    Gradually, a golden glow enveloped him from the inside out.


    "Buzz!"


    At the same time, a golden halo shone behind him, where countless lush grapevines wildly grew within the halo''s constructed world of the heart, gradually extending their tendrils to the tenth gap, turning into a fruit tree with lush branches and leaves.


    Fruits, the size of a fist with a fiery red skin and a trumpet-shaped opening at the top, hung full on the branches.


    As the fruit tree and fruits ceased to grow, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, spread his palm forward, and several green vines automatically fell from behind him, bringing a fiery red fruit to his hand.


    "Crunch~~"


    With a gentle break, the fiery red peel split open with a crisp sound, revealing seeds as clear and sparkling as agates.


    ��Pomegranates, a fruit with special significance in Greek culture.


    In the Divine Realm, the pomegranate tree is one of the favorite plants of Hera, the goddess of marriage and fertility, and Queen Hera. Her image is often depicted with a scepter in one hand and a pomegranate, a symbol of fertility, in the other; for Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, who is also the goddess of flowers and mother of plants, the pomegranate is also one of her sacred objects and symbols, and it is included among the plants people sacrifice to her.


    On the other hand, it is said to be born from the blood of Adonis, who governs the annual death and revival of plants. Hades, the god of the underworld, tempted Persephone with six pomegranate seeds, binding her to spend six months of the year in the Netherworld. Thus, many believe it to possess magical powers, potent enough to affect even the fates of deities.


    Luo En plucked several pomegranate seeds and put them in his mouth.


    A miraculous sweetness burst forth on his taste buds, followed by a wave of coolness spreading within his body.


    In a daze, his vitality became more robust, his eyes clearer, and his thoughts seemingly shaper.


    At the same time, his perception of the "world" seemed to undergo an indescribable change.


    ��As if everything around him had become much more familiar.


    Luo En ate a few more pomegranate seeds, closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then opened them again, shaking his head in resignation.


    The effect on him was too slight, the sensation not clear enough.


    He pondered for a moment, picked up a Gorgon bronze emblem from beside him, and traced several lines of Hermes Script onto it.


    Soon after, cautious knocking from outside the house could be heard.


    Luo En casually removed the magic seal on the door and welcomed the visitors into the backyard.


    "Dionysus, I''ve brought you the people you asked for," said Fedra, the rarely seen fourth daughter of King Minos, holding a staff of the God of Wine and glancing nervously at the deity she served.


    What was past was past, now is now.


    Strictly speaking, deities and humans are no longer the same kind of life.


    As a leading member of the Dionysian Sect, years of preaching and prayer had ingrained her worship of their deity deep within her bones.


    Naturally, she couldn''t help feeling nervous when facing her idol.


    "What''s there to be afraid of? I don''t bite," joked Luo En, pulling over a stool and gesturing his somewhat restrained niece to sit down. Then he turned his attention to the children she had brought with her.


    ��They were a group of children, most wearing rough outerwear, their eyes filled with confusion and curiosity.


    Clearly, they were born to lower-class commoners, without divine blood and talents bestowed by deities.


    "The pomegranates at home are ripe, and there seem to be too many to eat. Come, try and see how they taste," Luo En half-jokingly, half-seriously smiled and spoke, pushing several pomegranates he''d picked from the tree and placed in a dish beforehand towards the children. He himself demonstrated by eating a few pomegranate seeds to dispel their doubts.


    Seeing such fragrant and beautiful fruit in front of them, the children, after glancing back to get Fedra''s permission, eagerly took the pomegranates from the plate and joyfully broke them open to share.


    The sweet and sour taste exploded on their taste buds, and the children, satisfied, looked gratefully at the kind-hearted person who treated them.


    Luo En responded with a smile, chatting with the children while eating with them, occasionally inquiring about their family situations, academic abilities, and physical condition.


    The innocent children chattered away with their answers.


    Luo En listened patiently, occasionally offering useful advice, praising their sensibility, or patting their shoulders with words of encouragement.


    After the casual conversation, Fedra, observing from the side, was surprised to find that these normally less confident commoner children were performing exceptionally well today, speaking articulately and with clear reason.


    As they finished eating the pomegranates and he had spoken with each child again, Luo En, now upgraded from friend to the women of Crete to children''s king of Minos, picked up a stick, squatted on the ground, and started sketching out a series of mysterious symbols, saying with a beaming smile,


    "Come on, let''s play a little game. Whoever memorizes these characters first and can trace them in the air with their hands, I''ll give them an extra basket of fresh fruits and vegetables."


    At these words, the children, full of enthusiasm, crowded in front of the spot with the characters, stretching out their small hands and focusing intently as they traced the symbols on the ground.


    "Hermes Script? How could they possibly..."


    "Shh, let''s just try and see," said Fedra, about to speak up, but Luo En silenced her with a whisper.


    Without the blood of the deities, one cannot tame aether, much less gather magic power and weave Hermes Script out of thin air?


    Fedra looked at Luo En by her side with a puzzled expression, and second thoughts began to swirl in her mind.


    Is it possible...


    A moment later, the awestruck Maenad''s eyes widened in disbelief as she witnessed the scene that shattered her common sense.


    "Light! It''s glowing!"


    "Mine too!"


    A boy and a girl pointed at the Hermes Script in front of them, which was solid and slightly luminous, and they couldn''t help but cheer excitedly.


    "Amazing!"


    Luo En gave a thumbs up, expressing his heartfelt admiration, and then amidst the envious gazes of a group of children, he took two baskets of fruits and vegetables from Hestia''s vegetable garden and gave them to the two children as gifts for their outstanding performance.


    The gathering ended in a noisy conclusion and was officially declared over.


    Luo En stood up, escorted the children who were still excited out of the house one by one, and then pulled Fedra, the team leader, aside to whisper instructions.


    "Later, ask Teacher Ma to check these kids'' health, and if any of them have magic qualifications, have him admit them to the Academy of Athens."


    Fedra nodded slightly, recording this command.


    However, remembering the scene at the academy earlier, this Crete Island princess with divine blood flowing through her veins couldn''t help feeling perplexed.


    "Aren''t they commoners? Why can they also use magic?"


    "Is it not too superficial to distinguish each other based on bloodlines?"


    Luo En softly contested, reciting the profound teachings he composed for the Dionysian Sect.


    "The world is built upon the ashes of Titans, and life is the same. The gods'' blessings have already been bestowed upon all people equally..."


    Hearing the teachings of her deity, Fedra felt a deep sense of shame.


    The Supreme God loves all humanity; nobility does not exclusively enjoy this honor, and commoners are also entitled to accept this grace.


    Setting aside family background, how is she any different from those children?


    Fedra deeply reflected on her shallowness and prejudice, and then solemnly pledged to the deity she served.


    "I will engrave your teachings in my heart!"


    "Hmm, I believe in you. Do your best."


    Luo En nodded slightly with an encouraging smile, and then watched as the spirited Maenad started on her journey of preaching.


    Closing the door behind him and stepping into the courtyard, Luo En looked at the pomegranate in his hand, contemplative.


    The universal doctrine weaves the foundation of human divinity; the wine named for the blood of gods waters the soil of human divinity.


    And in the end, these "Seeds" in his hand fell onto human beings, took root, grew into towering trees, and would eventually bear the forbidden fruit.


    �� The "Forbidden Fruit"?


    Luo En chuckled, holding the pomegranate in his hand as if he had realized something.


    The first book of the Bible, Genesis, describes that, although God warned Adam not to eat the fruit of the Tree of Wisdom, a serpent in the garden persuaded Eve to take a bite.


    "And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her; and he did eat."


    From then on, humanity bore the original sin, but also freed itself from the gods'' constraints, stepping out of the cradle towards true freedom.


    As for the "Forbidden Fruit" that triggered this change, strictly speaking, there isn''t a unified concept��it''s just a general term for fruit. Some believe it to be a fig, others a grape, yet others a citrus or an apple.


    In Hebrew culture, many also advocate that pomegranate was the Forbidden Fruit in the Garden of Eden.


    During the Renaissance, one of the most important painters of the Florence school��Botticelli��created a famous painting called "Madonna of the Pomegranate." The Virgin Mary held baby Jesus, and the savior of humanity tightly grasped a ripe and full pomegranate, with its skin slightly parted to reveal the crystal-clear seeds within.


    This pomegranate might just symbolize the sufferings and redemption of the Son of Man.


    The "Forbidden Fruit" behind Luo En was also of complex origin.


    Hera''s nursing and the Golden Apple''s divine power created sinful soil for the birth of the tenth incarnation.


    Seeds of apple fell, vines of grape were grafted, and eventually, pomegranate fruit was born.


    Overall, it can be described as rebellious and combining different elements in a defiant manner.


    At the same time, it perfectly symbolizes his and Hera''s illicit act, adding a nuanced footnote to their forbidden love.


    So, the role of the "Forbidden Fruit" is to activate the latent divinity in humans?


    It should be the Divine Authority of the Golden Apple, infusing these people known as "Ashes of Titans" with new vitality, thereby igniting the divinity within their origins.


    After all, this generation of humans "is born from the bones of Mother Earth" and is itself a partial manifestation of Divine Authority; nourished by the "Forbidden Fruit," they are naturally more likely to produce sinful flowers that are detrimental to the autocracy of Divine Authority.


    Unfortunately, this gradual approach can''t solve his current troubles.


    Luo En gazed at the pomegranate in his hand and sighed deeply.


    It''s the tenth incarnation...

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    At night, in the Great Temple.


    Athena, who was processing documents, heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Her iron pen sketched idly forward as the room''s wards were magically dispelled, and a figure tiptoed in.


    "Why have you come?"


    "Couldn''t sleep, came to drink with you."


    With a smile, Luo En placed two jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine on the table and filled two cups, the rich aroma of wine and the sweet scent of fruit began to permeate the temple.


    "It''s my latest brew, care to try?"


    Athena picked up her cup and sipped the wine, which was the color of agate. After a moment of contemplation, her face showed a hint of surprise.


    "This isn''t grape wine?"


    "Hmm, I used pomegranate."


    As Luo En explained, he picked up the jar and refilled the empty cup in front of Athena.


    This time, Athena observed and tasted much more carefully,


    the novel pomegranate wine had a pure body, bright and clear color, and was refreshingly sweet and tart, retaining the natural flavor of pomegranate''s sourness, sweetness, astringency, and freshness, while seemingly also containing some strange effects.


    Soon, the Goddess of Wisdom opened her eyes thoughtfully and gazed deeply at Luo En sitting across from her.


    "Does this thing have other effects?"


    "Exactly!"


    Luo En gave Athena a thumbs-up for her acumen, then explained the true purpose of the "Forbidden Fruit" to the Goddess of Wisdom, and finally revealed his plan.


    "Since it can enlighten the mind and break down class barriers, why not use Athens as a starting point, to spread this miracle to all, and gradually bring change to the world."


    On hearing this, Athena became intrigued, "Tell me more, how exactly?"


    Luo En nodded and spoke his well-prepared pitch in a serious tone, "I plan to establish a regular assembly for the worship of deities, tentatively set to occur every seven days. During this time, the Divine Blood Guard will maintain order, ordinary clergy will listen to confessions in private spaces, offering appropriate guidance and assistance. The officiants will preside over the ceremonies, distributing divine wine and food to the congregants, easing their travel''s fatigue."


    He paused, a sly look appearing in his eyes.


    "The name I''ve given to this ceremony is ''Mass''."


    This ceremony was inspired by the "Bible''s" Last Supper, where Jesus, on the eve of his Passion, took bread and wine, gave thanks and blessings, then transformed them into His Sacred Body and Holy Blood, handing them to His disciples to eat, and instructing them to do the same in His memory. This was the world''s first Mass.


    In Latin, ''mass'' originally means "to send you forth," suggesting that after Jesus''s Passion, his blessed disciples would disperse, spreading His grace and love throughout the world.


    Athena''s purple eyes flitted across the wine jars on the table, her gaze flickering, face thoughtful.


    "You want to subtly change them?"


    Luo En nodded, his eyes deep with understanding.


    Athena was only half right; this change was not merely to rid them of misfortune and disease or to activate Divinity, but was also aimed at fostering psychological identification.


    Greece had too many deities, and faith was too scattered, with worship practices being too casual.


    Even in Athens, where Athena was the primary object of worship, the faith power she garnered was not particularly pure or vast.


    Though the crowds visiting the Great Temple to pay homage were constant, they were disorganized and perfunctory.


    According to Luo En''s understanding, the best method was to use a specific time, a designated place, and a systematic ceremony to formalize the act of worship, thus crystallizing disparate individuals into a united community.


    As a result, a group under the control of a unified consciousness would generate strong and pure power of faith, sustaining the deities.


    Successful religions of the future often carried some level of thought control.


    For instance, the Five Precepts and Ten Good Deeds in Buddhism, the Ten Commandments of Moses in Christianity, and the Eight Prohibitions of Islam... all of these could be considered indoctrination for the faithful.


    And the more stringent the demands, and the more frequent the religious ceremonies, the more extreme the belief becomes.


    Take worship services, for example. Christianity requires a communal gathering once every seven days, known as Sunday Service, dedicated to God and prayer.


    Islamic teaching, besides the Friday noon gathering known as Jumu''ah, also requires daily prayers at dawn, noontime, afternoon, evening, and night. A failure to observe these prayers is considered a severe sin punishable��unless there is a valid reason.


    So, strictly from a thought control perspective, Islam, sharing its roots with other Abrahamic religions, tends to be somewhat more extreme than Christianity, more likely nurturing followers who lean toward the extreme.


    Because human energy is limited, and once the greater part of the day is consumed by religious rituals and prayers, the faithful lack space for personal reflection, gradually becoming indoctrinated and transformed into puppets acting on the religion''s teachings.


    Moreover, the examples Luo En provided were merely the orthodox denominations. They certainly had an element of control over the spirit, but they were restrained and adhered to certain rules of the game, acceptable within universal values.


    If taken a step further, that would be the template for a cult.


    ��Daily extensive rituals and group activities to discipline individuals, leaving no room for contemplation and gradually shaping them into puppets without self-identity.


    If these techniques were employed in contemporary society, it would manifest as what''s known as a "pyramid scheme" organization.

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    ����Every day, the same meetings are held, rallying cries shouted, and slogans chanted, using the group''s collective consciousness to lure targets into blending in, making them obey the "teacher''s" arrangements and teachings, willing to do anything, even if it means going bankrupt or losing their lives.


    The believers produced by the latter two methods, although cohesive and devout, are dangerously destructive and easily spiral out of control.


    As a seasoned PUA master, Luo En naturally disdained such scorched-earth tactics, so he mostly adopted more gentle strategies for proselytization.


    But when this ahead-of-its-time idea was broached, Athena still hesitated.


    "There are so many deities in the world, are you certain that the humans out there will obediently follow your plans, step by step?"


    "That''s why we need to provide comprehensive services."


    Luo En shrugged and a subtle smile appeared as he began to speak freely.


    "As I understand it, the infants of the common people often die young due to inadequate care and their own frailty after birth. My suggestion is that the Medicine God Asclepius teaches the priestesses medicine, letting them learn skills in midwifery and first aid, offering regular free check-ups for the pregnant women who come to worship."


    When a child is born, or after its first month, send someone to baptize them, bestowing divine blessings to protect them from illness and disaster and ensure their healthy growth."


    Luo En raised his cup filled with pomegranate wine, gently swirling it as a gesture.


    Athena''s eyes narrowed slightly, deep in thought.


    "What about when they grow older?"


    "The Temple can check their health, test their aptitude, and those with potential can be sent to the Academy of Athens for focused training."


    "What if they succeed in their studies?


    "Those with average results get streamed into various professions in society��physicians, warriors, craftsmen, mages... such skilled individuals are still much needed in Athens. For those with excellent results, choose those with a clean background and no complications, and directly recruit them into the Temple for further training to become Holy Warriors fighting for Goddess Athena."


    Luo En tapped his finger on the table and winked with a smile.


    "There are still plenty of vacancies in the Eighty-Eight Constellations and the Sanctuary..."


    "Who will govern them?"


    "How about Mr. Horse for the job? I suggest that in addition to his position as principal of the Academy of Athens, we give him another title."


    "Which is?"


    "How about [Pope]? In charge of the management and training of new Holy Warriors."


    Luo En smiled as he spoke, delivering his rather mischievous answer.


    Sadly, Athena across from him did not understand the amusement in this, and after pondering for a moment, she nodded in agreement and looked deeply at Luo En.


    Granting divine grace to ordinary people was indeed risky.


    But for those little ones, from birth to competency, Luo En had already made well-organized arrangements; if they are executed orderly, it could greatly enhance the strength of Athens and War God Mountain.


    Only...


    "Why don''t you take the position of Pope?"


    "The risk is too high; better not."


    Luo En waved his hand, quickly declining.


    From what he remembered, popes either turned to the dark side or were sadly backstabbed, or died in battle��few had a good end. Such a high-risk profession was better left to Mr. Horse.


    Upon hearing the refusal, Athena didn''t insist. She pushed aside the empty cup and leaned down to take out a stack of new documents from under the table, placing them on the surface to continue working.


    Seeing the amount of paperwork that nearly overwhelmed Athena, Luo En was shocked.


    "There''s this much more?"


    "It wasn''t so bad at first, but Themis took to bed, and all the legal issues she handled have now fallen to me."


    Athena replied irritably, tossing a legal document she had finished processing to the side.


    Hearing the grudge in her words, Luo En sighed, asking in a serious tone.


    "How is she doing now?"


    "Not too well..." Athena shook her head, sounding somewhat helpless, "I''ve constructed a temple for her in the Sanctuary, and have sealed her within it. Hoping the minor worlds built by the Eighty-Eight Constellations, along with the faith from the City of Athens, would help stabilize her injuries and repair her divinity. But the minor world constructed by the Constellations is incomplete, and the faith in justice is too weak, so the effects are minimal."


    Luo En rubbed his sore temples and muttered dejectedly, "If I knew this would be the outcome, I wouldn''t have forced her to handle Hera''s divorce lawsuit."


    "What? Having regrets?"


    "A little."


    "Trading a fallen Titan Goddess for a thriving Queen of Olympus, any way you look at it, the gain outweighs the loss; it turns out you haven''t lost out."


    Athena fiddled with an iron pen in her hand and casually consoled him.


    "The account can''t be calculated like that." Luo En gave a wry look at the seemingly smirking face across from him and huffed displeasedly, "What I offered was a reliable partner, what I got is just a woman scorned wanting to use me for revenge against Zeus, even if she treats me well, I can''t expect to lie in bed washed up and wait to be pampered every day, can I?"


    "It looks like you''re enjoying it though?"


    "Do you think I wanted this? I was forced into it!"


    Luo En looked utterly dejected, recounting the fortuitous encounter between him and Hera.


    After hearing this remarkable tale, Athena covered her mouth with her hand, trying to hold back laughter but couldn''t help but chuckle out loud.


    "Ha ha, aren''t you the best at deceiving people? How come you have met your match today?"


    "Who knows what''s going on in her head? The more I said it was impossible, the more excited she became, insisting on dragging me to Hestia to ask for a favor, unstoppable."


    Luo En grew more speechless as he spoke, his face full of helplessness in the end.


    "There you have it; having no other choice, I thought to use Themis''s help and the Marriage Laws to drive Hera away..."


    Athena waved her hand and spoke indifferently.

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    "Alright, you don''t have to worry too much about Themis, she has always been quite stubborn, with a tendency to get stuck in her own thoughts, and once she makes a decision, no one can stop her."


    Suddenly, Athena paused, and her eyes narrowed slightly.


    "Moreover, when she received your call for help and rushed here from the Sea of Okeanos to War God Mountain, her condition seemed a bit off, always wanting to fall into a deep sleep for no reason. It''s also because of this that she brought me along to listen in case she couldn''t hold up on her own."


    "Deep sleep, could it be because of the Elysian Fields?"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s expression changed slightly. He quickly recounted everything he had seen and heard during his time in the Underworld to Athena.


    This included even his private relationship with the Queen of the Underworld and the secret dealings with Hades, the God of the Underworld.


    "The ''Dream of Truth''? So that''s what it was? The disappearance of the Old Gods and the issues that have arisen with Themis are indeed no coincidence."


    Athena nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Luo En with a smile that was not quite a smile.


    "You''ve told me all these secrets, aren''t you afraid I might use them against you?"


    "If you wanted to do that, you would have done it long ago, why wait until now?"


    Luo En replied unconcernedly, then glanced at the mountain of legal documents piled up on the table and gave a wry smile.


    "Besides, some things I should have said earlier."


    Athena put down the iron pen in her hand and looked at Luo En with a playful gaze.


    "So, have you figured it out?"


    "Yes..."


    "It''s good that you have."


    Athena nodded, her deep purple eyes scrutinizing her nominal younger brother, and she voiced the opinion she had suppressed for a long time.


    "The problem with you is that you''ve never fully trusted anyone around you. Even the closest and most sincere relatives and friends, you always maintain a certain guard against them in your bones. You never willingly show your true intentions and your true self in front of others.


    To be exact, from the bottom of your heart, you harbor a wariness towards everyone, even the entire world!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En nodded helplessly.


    That''s right, since his soul came from another world, he inherently felt a certain estrangement from this world.


    Having narrowly escaped death at the hands of Zeus shortly after being born and then being taken back by that woman Hecate for training, he remained guarded towards everyone he met subsequently.


    Whether it was Medusa who trusted him unconditionally, Hestia, or Athena, Themis who shared his goals, or Tethys, Astraea who had fought alongside him numerous times...


    He had never trusted these people without reservation, nor had he ever been completely honest with them.


    He always liked to use conspiracy to achieve the results he expected.


    But he had seldom considered talking things out openly, sharing his troubles, and seeking help from those around him in an upright manner.


    "Although I don''t know what you''ve been through, what you''re afraid of. Sometimes, there''s no need to be so overly cautious, this is your home, we''re your friends, your family. Nobody needs you to bear everything alone,"


    The arrogance in Athena''s eyes subsided, leaving behind a clear and sincere smile on her face.


    "As long as you speak up, we''re all willing to lend a hand."


    Looking at the hand extended in front of him, Luo En had much to reflect on.


    The former King Minos, because of a piece of his advice, willingly met his death;


    The earlier Themis, faced the supreme decree of fate because of his written invitation;


    And Hestia, Medusa, Athena... Each of them deserved his complete trust, not to be manipulated through plots and calculations.


    Conspiracy has its limits; for those close to him, sincerity is the ultimate weapon.


    Because they are worth it.


    As his thoughts became clear, Luo En felt an easing of his heart. He raised his hand to grasp Athena''s arm, and with his other hand, he pulled at the collar in front of his chest, activating the Wheel of Hecate and spoke earnestly.


    "I think, my time may not be much longer."

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    "So, the one who planted this curse on you was Hecate?"


    After listening to the story, Athena raised her hand and carefully touched the black divine seal in front of Luo En''s chest, pondering for a moment, her eyes seemingly enlightened.


    "What about that thing she initially gave you? Bring it out!"


    Luo En was slightly startled, then realized what Athena was referring to, and a serpentine twelve-sided die appeared in his palm.


    On ten of its faces, which represented the sacred symbols of ten of the chief gods, shone brightly, leaving only Zeus''s [Lightning] and Hephaestus''s [Flame] still dim.


    Athena stared intently at the twelve-sided die, murmuring with a complex expression.


    "It''s actually this..."


    "You recognize it?"


    Upon hearing this, a wave of astonishment passed over Luo En''s face.


    "Recognize it!?" Athena huffed coldly, and began to speak somberly, "Strictly speaking, I was the one who originally planted this seed!"


    The unexpected answer deepened the astonishment on Luo En''s face.


    Seeing Luo En''s bewildered expression, Athena took a deep breath and then inquired.


    "Have you seen Persephone, Queen of the Underworld? She must have told you about Zagreus, right?"


    Luo En came back to his senses and nodded slightly.


    Athena took another deep breath, recalling as she spoke.


    "Zagreus died during the Titanomachy, torn apart and devoured by Giants. By the time I arrived at the scene, I was powerless, only managing to save a fragment of his divinity and sealed it in a small box, which I then brought to Zeus. Later, I tempted Zeus to swallow it, hoping my father would scatter this [Seed] into the mortal world during one of his affairs, to let it take root and grow anew (according to the mythological record)."


    A box containing the essence of Zagreus?


    Keying into those crucial words, Luo En''s gaze shifted to the twelve-sided die in his hand.


    Athena nodded her head, affirming the connection.


    "Yes, it should be this, although its appearance has changed, I sense a similar aura from it."


    That explained everything!


    Luo En looked at the twelve-sided die in his hand, unraveling many of the mysteries in his mind.


    No wonder Hecate had specifically handed him this die, for it held the seed of Zagreus''s divinity!


    For this reason, the die issued a series of oracles, guiding him to directly or indirectly disrupt the order of [Fate] and amplify his own [Chance] divinity.


    "I sowed this seed with the mere hope of preserving a possibility to defy fate in this world, never expecting Hecate to get her hands on it first," Athena said, her gaze lingering on Luo En with a hint of emotion.


    "Even less did I expect, after all the twists and turns, you would come back to me..."


    What a twisted bond.


    Luo En rubbed his somewhat numb temples, voicing the confusion in his heart.


    "Say, why do you care so much about Zagreus''s business? That isn''t right, is it?"


    Persephone, his own mother, wasn''t present when Zagreus was slain; yet Athena rushed there immediately �C too much of a coincidence, was it not?


    A reasonable explanation would be that the Goddess of Wisdom had been, consciously or not, keeping an eye on Zagreus''s growth.


    "That''s because there''s more to Zagreus''s story," Athena answered irritably, and asked coolly, "Do you know how I was born?"


    "I do," Luo En nodded, "Back then, Zeus swallowed Metis who was pregnant with you. Not long after, Zeus suffered a splitting headache, and urgently requested the God of Fire, Hephaestus, to cleave open his skull, and as a result, you were born from the brain of Zeus."


    "In addition to that, I brought something else out from our father''s body. The divinity of my never-born brother �C Porus, the God of Chance..." Athena paused for a moment, adding softly, "Then, Hecate, ruler of the Netherworld, found me."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately connected the dots: "Zagreus?"


    Athena nodded, sighing with resignation: "But the child didn''t get to grow up, his fate was erased before that. I thought it was too conspicuous to keep him in the Celestial Realm, so I hoped he could be born into the mortal world, to live quietly and safely."


    So this time, it was the princess of Thebes, Semele, and the one who was supposed to be born, Dionysus?


    After learning this secret, Luo En looked at the twelve-sided die in his hand, feeling utterly disoriented.


    Three successors consecutively doomed because of this thing, quite the abundance of instant death BUFFs.


    Moreover, both you and Hecate are part of the source of my birth, and you have entangled yourself in my growth in countless ways; how should that be accounted for?


    In an abstract sense, a half-sister, as close as a mother, and in the traditional sense, a wicked stepmother who barges in?


    Gathering his complicated emotions, Luo En continued to probe: "What''s its purpose for collecting twelve divinities?"


    Athena pondered for a moment and shared her thoughts: "The Twelve Olympians represent the order of Fate. By usurping these divinities, perhaps it signals its taking over the original Fate, to provide nourishment for the growth of its [Chance Divinity]?"


    "Hmm, that makes sense," Luo En nodded, and then inquired further, "Is there any way to bring this thing under my control?"


    "Let me try..." Athena picked up the twelve-sided die, attempting to use her magic spells to break the restrictions upon it.


    However, after a flare of light, Luo En felt a sudden contraction in his heart, an intense feeling of suffocation emanating from his chest, his soul crying out in bursts, consciousness gradually engulfed by darkness.


    The rapidly escalating discomfort made Luo En hastily raise his hand to stop her: "Stop!"

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    Athena hastily put down the twelve-sided die in her hand and supported the sweat-drenched Luo En to his seat, with a gathering gloom on her face, "It seems this object has already fused with you, and there''s no way to forcibly remove it."


    Luo En nodded, a vague guess forming in his heart.


    He was, after all, a variable outside of destiny, not accommodated by this world. Yet it was precisely because this twelve-sided die, embodying [possibility], resided within him that his existence was sustained.


    If it were forcibly stripped away, he feared he would meet his demise.


    "Forced separation is not possible; we have to try another method." Athena pondered for a moment before providing an answer, "If you can become the Chief God and your soul reaches the level of [immortality], perhaps you won''t be restricted by this object, and may even be able to take control of this divinity for yourself."


    "Hecate won''t give me that opportunity," Luo En shook his head, feeling quite helpless, "As soon as I complete the collection of the twelve divinities and steal some of the fate of Olympus for my ascension to Chief God, Hecate will definitely make her move against me."


    "What about taking a different path?"


    "I''ve tried, but the Medicine God''s elixir of immortality is just an idea, and who knows how long it would take to complete. Given the current speed of collecting divinity, I fear I would reach maturity far too soon to wait."


    Luo En sighed, frustrated by his less than optimistic situation.


    Although he tried hard to avoid the task of collecting divinity, both the inevitable thread of fate and the occasional possibility were unintentionally pushing him forward.


    It was like his encounter with Hera��absurdly throwing open the doors to the absurd, the very epitome of absurdity.


    So, he suspected that even if he intentionally avoided it, he would eventually interact with Zeus and Hephaestus due to some event.


    As strategies were eliminated one by one, Athena''s eyes narrowed slightly, her face reflecting a faint chill.


    "Then, let''s just work out a way to get rid of that woman?"


    If the problem can''t be solved, getting rid of the person causing the problem is also an approach.


    Luo En, noticing Athena''s decidedly ill-intentioned expression, softened his gaze but asked bluntly.


    "Can you win against her?"


    "Haven''t tried, can''t say."


    "What about if we add the God of Sleep and the God of Death?"


    "It would be very difficult..."


    "How about The Three Fates and Zeus?"


    "..."


    Athena, catching the undertone, turned to look at Luo En in surprise.


    "Are you saying if I move against Hecate, they might all intervene?"


    "Pretty much."


    Luo En shrugged, further explaining the situation he and the Underworld King had learned in the Dream of Truth to Athena.


    "I think I understand. She is the key to completing the fusion of divinity, in charge of keeping those dangerous Old Gods asleep, so once she''s in trouble, The Three Fates and Zeus will probably intervene."


    "Exactly, that''s the situation."


    "Is there a way to extract her trump card and control the Dream of Truth ourselves?"


    "It''s a good idea. The Underworld King and I have tried, but we can''t find the core of that dream world at all."


    "You and the Underworld King?"


    Athena furrowed her brows slightly, then her gaze sharpened as she spoke in earnest,


    "Tell me again about your experiences entering the dream world, with no detail left out."


    Seeing Athena possibly onto something, Luo En immediately recounted the entire sequence of events truthfully.


    After listening, Athena supported her chin with one hand, murmuring to herself,


    "That doesn''t make sense; with your power, it''s understandable if you didn''t find it after only one visit. But as the Lord of the Netherworld, Hades has been there so many times without a trace of the core in the dream world. Don''t you find that too peculiar?"


    "Yeah, it''s a bit strange."


    Reminded by Athena, Luo En also thought of other doubts and muttered quietly,


    "Moreover, our infiltration seemed too easy, as if Hecate isn''t worried at all about someone breaking into the dream world and uncovering her secrets."


    "Is it possible that her trump card isn''t there at all?"


    "If it''s not there once, that''s one thing, but every time?"


    "Can it move?"


    Move?


    In a moment of revelation, they heard that word, their minds flashed, they looked at each other, and in unison, they spoke the answer,


    "Hecate!"


    Right, the core that controls the Dream of Truth was neither in the Elysian Fields nor within the Dream itself, but carried by Hecate.


    To be precise, it was likely Hecate herself!


    As the answer escaped their lips, Luo En experienced a moment of clarity.


    "Possibility! The continuation of dreams is a form of possibility! Only with Hecate herself as the core could she sustain such an immense and orderly Dream of Truth!"


    "[Night] is the mother of dreams, and [The Path] will guide the direction of the dream, letting the sleepers know when to awaken!"


    Athena, unraveling the mystery alongside Luo En, also recited the related records.


    With a torrent of familiarity surging within them, they exchanged smiles, as if transported back to their initial encounter at the little stall in front of Knossos City.


    It was a chance meeting about solving riddles and the beginning of their association.


    After that, it was all about mutual support and doing everything possible for the survival of Crete Island.


    But as they arrived in Athens, the external pressures they used to face together dissipated, and with differing thoughts of their own, their once close relationship had become somewhat distant due to the erosion of time.


    Now, their candidness with each other had broken down the barriers that piled up, allowing them to recapture the sense of collaboration they had shared in the past.

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    As the greatest puzzle was solved, Luo En continued to press on.


    "The answer is found, so what do we do next?"


    "Since we can''t kill her, we have to capture her."


    "Capture her alive? That seems even more difficult..."


    "Or, use your strengths and charisma to charm her into submission?"


    Athena suggested, her face brimming with teasing laughter.


    Luo En, well aware of his older sister''s nature and seeing her radiant smile, refused right away to fall for it.


    "Forget it, I choose the first option!"


    Seeing Luo En not taking the bait, Athena shook her head in disappointment and casually offered her hint.


    "Fine, to capture that woman, you''ll probably need two things."


    "[Bait] and [Hook]?"


    Luo En nodded in understanding, then furrowed his brows.


    "I understand the bait, we have two options: using me or Melinoe, but a hook? It''s not easy to hold that woman captive."


    "Have you forgotten? I possess the Authority of the Labyrinth, and with the 88 constellations that I personally constructed throughout War God Mountain, just close the Sanctuary, and this place becomes like a sealed cage, not without a chance of holding her."


    "It''s not that easy though."


    Luo En picked up the twelve-sided die he couldn''t open, and hummed lightly.


    "That woman is clever, not to mention her proficiency in witchcraft is no less than your level in magic, and she herself is a deity with the attribute of [Pathways]. Your [Labyrinth] might not confine her; when she first came to Athens, she had secretly infiltrated War God Mountain to specifically find me."


    Hearing how formidable the opponent was, Athena also felt a headache coming on.


    However, she soon had a new idea, pointing toward Mount Olympus among the stars and spoke with a quasi-smile.


    "If the [Hook] can''t hold her, then how about adding a few [Drag Nets]?"


    "You mean?"


    "Hephaestus! The materials previously scavenged from the Sea God Temple, we still have plenty left, let him craft several robust drag nets for us!"


    "Good idea!"


    Luo En''s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and the gloom in his heart gradually faded.


    The craftsmanship of that God of Craftsmanship goes without saying, even Hera was once trapped, and if executed properly, Hecate could also possibly be outwitted by them.


    However, in doing so, I would have to contact the God of Craftsmanship, which could hasten the maturation of the [Seed].


    Never mind, rather than just sitting here waiting for doom, better to throw caution to the wind!


    Luo En made up his mind, a flash of sharp light in his eyes, and he spoke gravely.


    "Let''s go find Hephaestus now!"


    However, Athena shook her head with a look of helplessness.


    "I''m afraid that won''t work; I''ve been targeted and didn''t dare to return to Olympus easily, fearing that my Father God might question me."


    "Zeus?"


    Luo En was startled and immediately realized that the rapid development of War God Mountain had incurred this calamity, especially as he continuously lured batches of deities to the mountain, heightening Zeus''s suspicions.


    At this moment, Athena, who had been confronting the pressure for so long, was also nearly unable to cope with the troubles.


    Thinking of the submerged Crete, Luo En couldn''t help but worry.


    "At this time, to still act in helping me deal with Hecate, isn''t that too risky? If Zeus starts investigating..."


    "But it probably won''t come to that, my father has more than me to worry about right now."


    Feeling the rarely shown concern, Athena smiled faintly and waved her hand, her twinkling eyes reveling in Schadenfreude.


    "Recently, Aphrodite has disappeared, no one knows where she''s joyously gone; Ares and Hephaestus have been fighting over this all day long;


    Apollo seems to enjoy visiting the Sea of Okeanos, often seen entering and leaving in pairs with Poseidon;


    Moreover, thanks to you, Queen Hera seems to have really taken an interest in you, right after returning to Olympus, she started interacting with Poseidon and Apollo..."


    Hearing about the recent succession of events on Olympus, Luo En couldn''t help but have mixed feelings.


    Well, the seeds I had planted previously seem to have signs of exploding.


    No wonder Zeus, seeing Athena''s restlessness, hadn''t intervened; it turns out that everything above was already a mess.


    If that''s the case, then does that mean...


    Athena, seeing Luo En''s wavering thoughts, pierced his fantasy with a single sentence.


    "Don''t celebrate too early, no matter how much they stir things up, they''re just adding some trouble, my Father God still controls the three Hundred-Handed Giants and behind him are The Three Fates, not so easy to deal with, is he?"


    "True, the capable invited first."


    Luo En shrugged and, raising his hand, made the gesture of a prayer across his chest


    One doesn''t need to think to know that these few ready to rebel, whom even Athena couldn''t hide from, certainly couldn''t escape Zeus''s eyes; mostly, they''re potential cannon fodder.


    To rely on them to outplay Zeus is even less reliable than expecting Athena and I to turn the tables together.


    After briefly reviewing the current problems and corresponding solutions, Athena gave her next suggestion.


    "I can''t help you now, but you can go to the Sea of Okeanos to find Tethys, as long as she intercedes, Hephaestus will definitely be willing to lend a hand."


    Hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but feel slightly embarrassed.


    Alright, it seems that every time we seek out that Ocean Goddess, it''s never for anything good.


    Just as Luo En was contemplating what excuse to use to mitigate the awkwardness when meeting, there came a violent trembling from somewhere on his chest, accompanied by an intense burning sensation.


    He quickly pulled open his outer garment to look at the Gorgon Bronze Emblem buzzing in his chest, his expression slightly changing.


    "Tethys is in trouble! She is asking for my help!"


    Saying this, Luo En didn''t bother to explain further, and immediately leaped from the Great Temple, transforming into a golden red streak of light that sliced through the dark night outside the window, plunging towards the fog-enshrouded Sea of Okeanos.

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    Gazing at the figure disappearing into the horizon, Athena, who had been rooted to the door, felt an inexplicable shudder of fear, as if sensing something ominous was about to happen.


    It was just a trip out, as usual, this cheeky young man was slippery as an eel, always taking advantage and never at a loss, how could anything possibly go wrong?


    Well, perhaps I''m just overthinking it.


    Athena reassured herself, yet unconsciously her fingers tore a piece of parchment into shreds.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, a white seagull skimmed rapidly over the sea, as if fleeing from some catastrophic beast.


    Behind it, a youth with sea-green hair, armored and belted with a bow and arrows, holding a cross-spear, was chasing the seagull relentlessly aboard a majestic black Pegasus.


    This was the revelation of fate, and a perfect match bestowed upon him by Father God Zeus.


    Once he accomplished this feat and captured that goddess, he too would ascend to become an immortal deity, forever enjoying divine favor atop Mount Olympus.


    Seeing the graceful figure starting to pull away, the sea-green haired young hero uncapped his longbow, placed a golden arrow engraved with dense runes onto it, and slowly drew the bowstring full, aiming at the seagull ahead.


    "Whoosh!"


    The arrow tore through the air, and the white seagull, mid-flap and unable to evade, was instantly pierced through its right wing.


    "Plop!"


    Blood splattered as the seagull''s body trembled, let out a mournful cry, and plummeted into the ocean, transforming into an elegant goddess with golden hair and clad in a white chiffon dress.


    ��It was none other than Thetis, the ocean nymph renowned for her wisdom.


    Upon hitting the water, she immediately suppressed her pain and emitted a high-pitched song.


    Moments later, a white dolphin heeded the call and, obediently lifting her, carried her swiftly towards the deep sea.


    Feeling that the pursuer was finally getting farther behind, Thetis gritted her teeth, managed to pull the arrow from her shoulder, and after briefly applying healing magic to the wound, she wrapped one arm around the dolphin''s neck, looked towards the desolate expanse of the ocean, and felt waves of desolation washing over her.


    Despite all precautions and concessions, disaster had still found its way to her door.


    Zeus had decided to marry her off to Aeacus''s son Peleus and had generously gifted the young hero with Pegasus, a longbow, a spear, and armor, urging him to harass her in the Sea of Okeanos.


    Thetis had clearly expressed her refusal, but the dismissive Father God promised that once Peleus succeeded, he himself would arrange a grand wedding, giving her to Peleus and granting him divinity.


    With such temptation laid before him, the young hero relentlessly pursued her.


    Unwilling to yield, Thetis fled all the way to the depths of the Sea of Okeanos and sought aid from her father Nereus, her sister Queen of the Sea, and her brother-in-law Poseidon.


    Yet no one from the sea dared respond or intervene.


    When she saw that the three Hundred-Handed Giants, normally lurking in the Primordial Ocean, were for once wandering the outer Sea of Okeanos, the astute Thetis immediately understood the sequence of events.


    Clearly, the Father God had noticed some insubordination among the ocean deities and was using her as an example to set a warning, or to forcibly bring them to heel.


    After all, she was the strategist of the ocean deities, daughter of Nereus, sister to the Queen of the Sea, with enough stature and renown.


    But tragically, whether it was her feeble father, her scheming sister and brother-in-law, even upon witnessing her being driven to a dead-end, no one dared to lend a hand or arouse Zeus''s ire.


    And she, was destined to be just a sacrificial piece in this game of power.


    Feeling the divine blood continuously ebbing away, Thetis looked down at the wound on her shoulder which refused to heal, and her heart sunk.


    The arrow was imbued with exceptional divine power; she was likely to lose her strength soon.


    The feeling of dizziness in her head grew stronger, and the sounds behind her drew nearer, Thetis, clutching the warm piece of metal in her hand, could no longer hold on and slipped off the dolphin, floating atop the vast ocean.


    At that moment, Peleus, who had been pursuing all along, saw the exquisite creature powerless to struggle any further, and a smile of triumph spread across his face as he commanded the Pegasus to dive towards his target.


    "Bang!"


    However, just as the Pegasus flapped its wings, its head exploded into a mass of gore; the sky-piercing golden red light plunged into the sea, and through a mass of steaming mist, a pair of arms lifted the unconscious Thetis.


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    A surge of warmth containing vibrant vitality flowed into her body, and Thetis awakened from unconsciousness. Looking at the familiar figure before her, a flood of emotions welled up, and she murmured.


    "Luo En..."


    She had nearly traversed the entire Sea of Okeanos, praying to the pantheon of gods, only for him to come to her aid.


    "Don''t talk if you''re hurt, just rest."


    Luo En soothed in a gentle voice, his hand on Thetis''s back continuously infusing her with divine power to stabilize her wounds and expel another force that had invaded her body.


    Feeling that comforting warmth, Thetis''s tense nerves completely relaxed, like a bird with a broken wing finding its nest, she willingly coiled herself into that sheltered haven.


    "Splash!"


    Meanwhile, the sea burst into sprays of water, breaking the brief tenderness between the two.


    A drenched and awkward figure burst out of the water, throwing an angry glare at the two figures embracing in front of him.


    "Damn it, what are you doing? She''s mine! Get your filthy hands off her!"


    As the roar sounded, Luo En, without even looking, pressed his hand backward against the oncoming figure.


    Suddenly, a blue Monoceros leaped out from behind him, directly slamming the other back into the sea.


    Peirithous surfaced for less than ten seconds before he was once again subjected to the crushing pressure of the deep sea and the suffocation of oxygen deprivation.


    A hint of worry flickered in Thetis''s eyes, and she pursed her lips. Leaning close to Luo En''s ear, she reminded him in a low voice.


    "His name is Peirithous, the grandson of Father God Zeus. This time, by Zeus''s decree, he came to force me into union with him to fulfill a destiny."


    Prometheus had told Zeus that if he married Thetis, she would give birth to someone stronger than the father, and the cautious and suspicious Divine King did not wish to create a dangerous rival. Even though he coveted Thetis''s beauty, he had refrained from laying a hand on her.


    Today, it seemed Zeus had decided to eliminate that threat through the hand of his grandson, Peirithous.


    After all, as long as the Father''s limits were locked, even if Thetis''s child did fulfill the prophecy, no matter how powerful, he could not threaten his position.


    And Peirithous himself, both in terms of ability and accomplishments, was barely noteworthy in the annals of mythology.


    Luo En frowned upon hearing this.


    "The son of the Netherworld Judge Aeacus? The one from the island of Aegina?"


    Thetis nodded, her face a portrait of helplessness.


    By that count, Peirithous''s father, Aeacus, was her brother-in-law, just like the Sea King, Poseidon.


    Years ago, Zeus transformed into the Divine Eagle, abducted the Nymph Aegina, and took her to a desolate island where he forcefully married her and later fathered Aeacus.


    Aeacus''s wife was the daughter of the centaur sage Chiron, named Endei?s, and they had two sons, Telamon and Peirithous. Later, Aeacus became infatuated with Nereus''s daughter Psamathe. To escape his pursuit, she transformed into a seal, but cannot deceive Aeacus. The son of Zeus, after some chasing, eventually won over Psamathe and had a child with her �C Phocus, the eponym of the city of Phocis.


    Thus, Thetis''s family grew by one more relative.


    However, as Aeacus''s three children grew up, Telamon and Peirithous became extremely jealous of their half-brother Phocus and deliberately killed him during a discus throw. Upon learning this, Aeacus was enraged and banished Telamon and Peirithous from the island of Aegina, severing ties with his rebellious sons.


    Since then, Peirithous had been wandering outside, failing to make much of a name for himself, and even fell short of his brother Telamon.


    Recently, Zeus had recalled him from obscurity; thus, by luck, he carried with him the prophecy of "Destiny" and pursued Thetis in the Sea of Okeanos in a glorious manner.


    With the tragic death of her nephew, naturally, Thetis harbored no favorable impression of Peirithous and tried her best to avoid his pursuit.


    But like his father and forefathers, Peirithous, when his wooing failed, resorted to threats and even brought out divinely gifted weapons, attempting to employ force to achieve his goal.


    Luo En looked at Thetis''s shoulder, still bearing traces of blood, and his eyes darkened.


    "Did he shoot you?"


    "I''m fine, let''s get out of here first."


    Thetis shook her head reassuringly and then spoke in a hushed tone.


    "He''s here for Poseidon..."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately grasped the significance of Thetis''s words.


    The timing couldn''t be more suspicious, with Thetis being forcibly betrothed to Peirithous during such a period, and the suitor being a demigod hero with no remarkable presence who had also had conflicts with the Sea Gods.


    Clearly, His Majesty the King of Gods was using this as an opportunity to send a message to the recently too buoyant Sea King.


    If it were possible to draw Poseidon out and provoke him into making a mistake, all the better.


    But as a seasoned solitary warrior, and with Thessaly''s seven years of reformed life, Lord Bo''s tolerance and restraint had long surpassed that of his past.


    He had stayed hidden within the Sea God Temple, watching his aunt being humiliated without any intention of intervening.


    In the end, it was Luo En who had stumbled into this vast net.


    "Leave? No one is going to escape today!"


    The cold, suppressed snort of disdain exploded underwater, and Peirithous, who had previously been rammed deep into the sea by the Great Whale, was now free from its weight, staring with humiliation at the dog and mistress above, lovingly embracing each other, as he desperately hurled his cross spear in their direction.

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    "Boom!"


    In an instant, thunder exploded across the sky, lightning slithered like venomous serpents around the cross spear, shooting toward its target.


    The vast momentum, and the powerful authority it contained, made Luo En recall something.


    ��Zeus''s Thunderbolt.


    A divine armament crafted by Cyclops for the King of Gods himself, possessing unrivaled destructive power.


    But clearly, Zeus wasn''t so extravagant as to give his divine armament to a grandson lured in under false pretenses.


    The one before him was likely a low-grade counterfeit with just a hint of thunderbolt''s authority.


    Plus, I''ve seen the real deal as a kid, who are you trying to scare with this junk?


    Luo En snorted, his arms wrapped in divine power, reached forward and brutally tore through the dense lightning, grabbing the incoming cross spear.


    The serpent of thunder vanished, the spearhead whimpered.


    Caught it? With bare hands? Impossible!


    Watching the scene, Peleus found it hard to believe, eyes wide with intense fear of this unexpected third party.


    "Whoosh~~"


    At this moment, white foam and bubbles surged on the ocean''s surface, dark figures rapidly approached from beneath. Luo En''s heart tightened. He gently placed Thetis, whose injuries he had momentarily stabilized, onto the back of a rising dolphin; the water-blue Great Whale behind him lifted its tail, slamming it heavily onto the sea.


    Instantly, the rhythmic authority churned, the sea surface roiled violently, water columns as thick as barrels exploded into the air.


    "Plop, plop, plop, plop!"


    Creatures with spiny dorsal fins, and mouths full of sharp teeth, more fish-like than human, hadn''t even breached the surface before being shredded into mash.


    The revolting smell of blood and fish spread, and Thetis felt nauseous at the sight of the mangled creatures still tearing and devouring each other on the ocean''s surface.


    They had seen these beings before, cursed Atlanteans fallen from grace, usually dwelling in the ruins of sunken Atlantis, favoring the dark and cold, rarely surfacing.


    The presence of these frenzied prisoners here meant...


    Thetis lowered her gaze to the large and terrifying shadow in the sea region to one side, her pupils involuntarily shrinking.


    "Splash~~"


    The water churned wildly, and three massive creatures, each with fifty heads and a hundred hands, emerged from the sea.


    Damn it, it''s the three Hundred-Handed Giants squatting in the ruins of Atlantis!


    This lineup really was digging a hole for Lord Bo.


    Luo En cursed under his breath as he picked up Thetis, ready to flee.


    However, as soon as he took a step, several sharp sounds of cutting air came from behind him.


    Luo En, always on alert, turned his head and sidestepped, casually avoiding the arrows shot from behind. He glanced back at the attacker.


    On the ocean surface, Peleus drew his bow, and, seeing the three Hundred-Handed Giants rushing towards him, declared with pride.


    "She is mine! No matter where you flee, I will take her back, His Majesty the King of Gods will support me!"


    Hearing the determined pursuit in his words, Thetis trembled, feeling a wave of helplessness wash over her.


    Indeed, this was the will of Zeus, unquestionable by any, even her own father, her sisters had chosen to steer clear.


    Even if she fled, where could she go?


    Just as Thetis was about to resign herself to fate and self-destruct, a faint murmur reached her ears.


    "It seems I still owe you a favor?"


    Before the sea nymph could react, the Gorgoneion Emblem she''d been clutching as a precious treasure was gently taken from her hands.


    Immediately, the sea breeze howled, afterimages flickered.


    In the blink of an eye, Peleus who had been blustering on the sea, was hoisted by the neck with one hand, lifted brutally.


    A wave of suffocation hit him like a tide; Peleus, suspended in the air, flailed about helplessly, his purplish face filled with terror.


    "Father God, save..."


    Before he could utter his plea, his body was hurled away, like a cannonball fired, crashing towards the three approaching Hundred-Handed Giants.


    As if out of an instinctive reaction to an annoying mosquito, the leading Hundred-Handed Giant swatted the flying object with a casual slap.


    "Smack...!"


    With a crisp sound, Peleus, armored and all, was reduced to a pulp.


    Luo En, who had already covered some distance, looked back at the scattering components descending toward the sea and shrugged his shoulders, a mix of helplessness and sympathy on his face.


    "It seems that in the eyes of that Father God, you weren''t so important after all?"


    "How could you kill him?"


    Thetis, looking at the bloody scene, was dumbfounded.


    Luo En protested his innocence with a just and righteous expression.


    "Look carefully, don''t frame a good person! I was merely returning a hostage; it was the Hundred-Handed Giants who squashed him!"


    "That won''t help if Zeus doesn''t believe it..."


    Thetis revealed the crux of the matter, looking at Luo En with a mix of resignation and reproach before drooping her head as if ready to accept her fate.


    "So, what do we do now?"


    "Why, we give His Majesty the King of Gods a hand, of course."


    Luo En smiled mischievously, his face brimming with malevolent intentions.


    "Since he wants Poseidon to officiate your wedding, why don''t we just grant his wish?"


    Thetis immediately grasped the mischief Luo En was planning...


    In a nutshell, his way of solving problems was to overshadow existing issues with even bigger ones.


    If the King of Gods wanted to set a trap for Poseidon, then they might as well comply with his desire, dragging Poseidon down by leading the three Hundred-Handed Giants chasing after them.

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    After all, the so-called officiant of the wedding should look for her father Nereus, not her brother-in-law Poseidon.


    Even though Poseidon is the Sea King, theoretically governing all deities of the sea, his jurisdiction has little to do with her marriage.


    However, none of that matters.


    As long as they can successfully muddy the waters and get the brothers above to start fighting, their own safety will be greatly improved.


    If it had been before, Thetis might have hesitated over whether such actions were unethical.


    But after the pursuit from Peleus and her unanswered pleas, she had completely awoken to reality.


    Better to abandon allies than perish oneself; better look after oneself first.


    "Head south, 800 kilometers, there is a new Sea God Temple built by survivors of Atlantis in that sea area,"


    "Understood!"


    Luo En immediately nodded in understanding and pushed the speed of [Goat] to the extreme, leading the three Hundred-Handed Giants behind him as they rushed towards the latest stronghold of Poseidon''s family.


    And the three Hundred-Handed Giants, who had been relentlessly pursuing them, seemed to have received a mysterious signal, quietly slowing down, following at a leisurely pace, and occasionally throwing a few rocks to symbolically create a sense of crisis.


    The howling wind whipped up the seawater, the spray forming into a vast sea fog through which Thetis glimpsed the glittering sea area not far away, casting a resentful glance at the man holding her in his arms.


    An officiant? If only it were true.


    However, Luo En, who was fully focused on fleeing, obviously didn''t notice Thetis''s subtle change in expression.


    As the destination was now within sight, he dived headlong into that glittering sea area, his body weaving through the blockade of the Atlantean Guard like a nimble fish and heading straight for the newly built Sea God Temple.


    The Sea King''s family, hiding in the stronghold and refusing to go out, saw the couple rushing towards them, followed by three towering giants, and the familiar scene conjured up nightmarish memories for them.


    The once glorious Kingdom of Atlantis fell just like that.


    Atlantean survivors and sea deities all had a knee-jerk reaction; their complexions turned pale, their gazes filled with terror.


    Among them, Poseidon''s reaction was the most obvious, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the two shameless guides, his mournful accusation tinged with hard-to-suppress sobs.


    "Damn it, don''t come over here!"


    Luo En turned a deaf ear, a warm smile spreading across his face as he held Thetis and smashed through the dome of the Sea God Temple, landing inside the grand hall and greeting the aggrieved Poseidon warmly.


    "We meet again, Your Majesty."


    Poseidon snapped back to reality upon seeing that beaming smile, his eyes reddening instantly.


    "You''ve come to harm me again!"


    In the face of the Trident that Poseidon produced to confront him head-on, Luo En smiled and spoke calmly.


    "The little schemes you and Apollo have been cooking up seem to have come to light."


    "...!"


    At those words, Poseidon''s face underwent a drastic change.


    Having succeeded in calming down the opposing Sea King, Luo En continued.


    "How about we cooperate? You handle the three Hundred-Handed Giants behind us, and I''ll help you get what you want��regain control over the Sea of Okeanos, or perhaps, go even further?"


    At this, Poseidon found the suggestion ludicrous, replying with disdainful laughter.


    "You, on your own?"


    "Don''t believe me? How about this, I swear on my own spirit? If I can''t do it, my spirit will belong to you."


    "What use do I have for your spirit?"


    Poseidon wore an expression of constipation, glancing back at the three Hundred-Handed Giants drawing ever closer to the Sea God Temple off the coast.


    "Have you ever heard of the [Heart of Zagreus]?" Luo En smiled faintly, a twelve-sided die appearing in his hand as he spoke quietly, "This token should interest you, right?"


    Instantly, the Sea King''s breathing grew rapid, his eyes welling with intense bloodlust.


    [The Heart of Zagreus], the original heir to the Divine King, was rumored to have the potential to vie for the supreme rule of Olympus.


    If it fell into his own hands, even if he had lost half of his paternity, he might still stand a chance to take that position.


    At this thought, Poseidon''s face showed a sinister intent.


    "Friendly reminder, Athena sent me to help, so don''t be rash," Luo En replied with a mix of truth and deception, his smile reassuring.


    It was true that Athena sent him to help, but it was Thetis he was helping, and his conspiracy with Poseidon had little to do with it.


    Poseidon took it for truth, and his boiling blood cooled once more. After carefully weighing the pros and cons, he made up his mind with determination.


    Let''s do it!


    Seeing as trouble had come knocking at his door, it wouldn''t hurt to confront the three watchdogs outside for a while.


    If the timing wasn''t right, he could just find a way to bluff his way out afterward.


    Although currently there was significant risk in a conflict with the three Hundred-Handed Giants, the returns from making this move were undoubtedly multiple times greater.


    For one thing, it meant he could form an alliance with Athena, greatly increasing the success rate of that conspiracy.


    On the other hand, even if the rebellion failed, the [Heart of Zagreus], the treasure that could lead to claiming the throne of the Divine King, would be his!


    As long as he could withstand the punishment and absorb the Divinity contained within, he could advance further, eventually having another chance to vie for Olympus''s supreme power.


    With benefits exceeding losses in any calculation, it was certainly worth the gamble!


    Seeing Poseidon''s final determined expression, Luo En reached out with a smile, offering his left hand.


    "Have you thought it over? Then shall we make a soul contract?"


    "Yes!"

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    Poseidon, carrying an excited heart, readily agreed and drove a divine seal resembling a crown into the back of the guarantor''s hand.


    As a subtle connection formed between them due to the oath, the previously timid Sea King suddenly burst forth with boundless courage, grabbing the Trident and storming out with a fierce demeanor.


    "Zeus, don''t push people too far!"


    "They say the affairs of the sea are none of my business, yet you three come again? I''m fighting back against you all!"


    Immediately after, tumultuous waves surged on the sea surface, divine aura stirred, and the King of the Sea, holding the Trident, charged at the three Hundred-Handed Giants with a face filled with grief and anger; the battle began, and the newly constructed Sea God Temple was once again affected and turned into a mournful ruin.


    Poseidon''s heart was bleeding, with new grievances adding to old ones. His grasp on the Trident tightened as he greeted the three Hundred-Handed Giants more forcefully.


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who took advantage of the chaos to slip a hundred miles away, held Thetis and amusingly commented on the grand divine battle in the distance.


    Not bad, Lord Bo is quite capable on his home turf.


    The three Hundred-Handed Giants were not using their full strength, it seemed Zeus was merely suspicious, without any substantial evidence.


    But by his side, Thetis couldn''t laugh, her eyes full of worry as she looked towards Luo En.


    "You''ve provoked them all, what will you do now?"


    "The more fleas, the less itchy, the more debts, the less worry."


    Luo En casually waved his hand, then looked meaningfully at the Trident seal on the back of his hand and spoke teasingly.


    "When borrowing, it was me seeking him; when it comes to collecting the debt, perhaps he will be seeking me."


    Thetis didn''t grasp his meaning, just gazing at the man before her who had risked death for her, even staking his own future, feeling a wave of regret.


    "If I knew things would turn out like this, I would never have let you come."


    "It wasn''t you who let me come, I came voluntarily; no one forced me."


    Luo En smiled casually, his face serene.


    Thetis nodded slightly, her gaze towards him completely softened.


    Luo En glanced at the maritime divine battle, still with no clear winner, and breathed a slight sigh of relief, "Zeus hasn''t intervened, it looks like he hasn''t paid attention to the Sea of Okeanos, this time it''s just a pretext to put on some pressure, with Poseidon backing Pelius, there''s temporarily no problem."


    Thetis''s eyes still clouded with hidden worries, "So, the real trouble is yet to come?"


    Luo En nodded, admiringly looked towards the keen Thetis and instructed gravely.


    "You go to the forge at Mount Etna, have a word with Hephaestus, and let that God of Craftsmanship do me a few favors."


    "Sure!" Thetis nodded in response, then looked towards the man before her, "And what about you?"


    "To the Netherworld." Luo En looked down towards the dark depths of the sea and spoke out his purpose in a low voice, "...to borrow debt!"


    Thetis looked puzzled at Luo En.


    "Just now on the way out from the Sea God Temple, I thought of an interesting question," Luo En said, a playful smile forming on his face, "When you borrow from one or two people, on the repayment day, the other party can''t wait for you to be finished, to liquidate assets and recoup losses. But what happens when the money you owe is enough, and the number of creditors is large enough?"


    Thetis thought hard for a moment, ultimately shaking her head helplessly.


    Luo En''s eyes twinkled, revealing an answer that Thetis hadn''t anticipated.


    "They can''t wait for you to live well."


    "?"


    "Because if you die, not only the accounts can''t be settled, but the entire game can''t go on either, and everyone might face bankruptcy!"


    Luo En explained profoundly, then concluded in a somber tone.


    "So, when you owe everyone, that means everyone also owes you."


    After leaving this counter-intuitive answer, Luo En bid farewell to Thetis, and with a leap, he dived towards the Gates of the Underworld located in the deep sea.


    The transaction with Poseidon had an additional condition, granting him free access to the Gates of the Underworld fashioned by the Sea King himself.


    The Trident mark and the Mark of the Dead were enough to let him move in and out of the Netherworld freely.


    Next, he needed to make some preparations to meet the real crisis head-on.

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    The Netherworld, a black crow flew through the heavy mists of death to arrive at a dark temple at the edge of Tartarus.


    As the faint sound of flapping wings reached his ears, Hades, who was trimming a potted plant, looked up at the little creature that had landed on the table and extended his hand to receive a golden branch from the claws that released it.


    His gaze swept over the secret text inscribed on the golden bough, and Hades was momentarily stunned.


    After confirming the content several times, the Underworld King''s gloomy face suddenly erupted with ecstasy. He quickly dropped the shears, donned a brand-new outfit, and transformed into a wisp of black smoke, carrying the table crow with him, and flew toward that vibrant garden.


    It took only about half an hour for Hades to arrive at the destination. His misty form reverted back to its original state as he landed on the outskirts of the garden.


    Seemingly sensing the arrival of a guest, the garden''s hedges and flowers automatically parted to create a clear path leading deep into the garden.


    Suppressing his excitement, Hades straightened his clothes several times, making sure not even a wrinkle remained. Then he proceeded along the guided path.


    Shrouded in layers of forest and surrounded by fragrant grass, after several twists and turns, the scene before Hades suddenly opened up.


    An elegantly crafted courtyard came into view, the gentle flow of water sang soothing melodies that seemed to wash away the weariness of body and soul; flowers and plants, meticulously tended, were planted on both sides of the road, vying with each other in beauty; and in front of the open gates of the palace stood Persephone, in a floor-length dress, standing on the steps, waving to him.


    "You''ve come?"


    "Oh, yes."


    Persephone''s unusual initiation of conversation left Hades''s CPU somewhat inadequate. He nodded woodenly, standing still on the spot.


    Seeing her husband''s dazed reaction, the Queen of the Underworld sighed, stepped forward, and took Hades''s arm gently.


    "Let''s go inside and sit down."


    Feeling the softness in his arm and the fragrant breeze from beside him, Hades, who was used to the cold treatment, was suddenly caught off guard and led into the house like a puppet on strings by the Queen of the Underworld.


    No sooner had they entered the house than the rich aroma of food rushed into their nostrils. More than a dozen dishes, complete in color, aroma, and taste, were spread across the table, warm and grand.


    "The soup is here~"


    With a heightened pitch as a reminder, a youth with silver hair and purple eyes emerged from the kitchen carrying a pot of chicken soup, his face beaming with smiles.


    Seeing that unexpected figure, Hades, who had been in a state of shutdown, finally rebooted.


    "Luo En? You''re here too?"


    "I''ve come to deliver a message." Luo En nodded, placed the chicken soup on the table, and continued to explain, "Melinoe has been away from home for some time now, and she has been missing you both. So I''ve taken the liberty of descending to the Netherworld to bring you some news about her, so you wouldn''t worry."


    Hearing that heartfelt explanation, Hades''s gaze softened considerably.


    Good, she still remembers home. I didn''t entrust my daughter to this youngster in vain.


    With his mood uplifted, the Underworld King looked over the dishes on the table.


    "Did you make this?"


    "Most of it was made by the Ne..." Caught in Persephone''s slightly reproachful glance, Luo En quickly corrected himself, "...Mother made it, I was mainly helping out."


    Upon hearing that, Hades looked at his wife in surprise.


    ����She actually cooked today and invited him?


    "Melinoe is your daughter, and you have every right to know about her affairs. That''s why Luo En wanted you to be present," Persephone said plainly, revealing the instigator behind the scheme.


    Upon hearing this, Hades''s gaze towards Luo En overflowed with intense joy and gratitude.


    Good, this son I''ve taken is worth it! He truly cares about me, his adoptive father''s troubles!


    "Alright, let''s not talk so much, the food''s getting cold. Let''s sit down and eat," Luo En said as he dutifully pulled out chairs for Hades and Persephone, inviting them to sit down like a devoted and responsible son.


    With this lubrication, the relationship between the Underworld King and Queen, frozen for many years, gradually warmed.


    In this harmonious atmosphere, Luo En also sat down, waving the flag of a family dinner to keep the conversation going, while catching the moment to heap praise on Hades, subtly revealing the Underworld King''s silent contributions behind the scenes.


    When Persephone heard that Hades had also been secretly investigating the secrets of the Elysian Fields and had let Luo En and her precious daughter go, she couldn''t help but give a few more glances at her reticent husband, her eyes softened as she shifted some dishes onto Hades''s plate and spoke softly.


    "I made these. Eat more."


    Surprised by the tenderness and clear closeness in his wife''s words, Hades almost shed tears of joy.


    As Luo En witnessed all this, his inner monologue was sarcastic.


    I don''t know whether to call it affectionate or sycophantic. But with this performance, you''d probably struggle to stand tall in front of your wife without my support in this lifetime.


    In fact, Persephone''s change in opinion towards Hades was not easily formed over a single dinner. Luo En indeed had made great efforts behind the scenes.


    Ever since he abducted Melinoe, he not only taught the smelly little sister to write home letters, putting on the act of being well-behaved to cheer up Persephone, but he also repeatedly spoke well of Hades in the letters, affixing a series of labels like "affectionate," "family-oriented," and "honest and loyal" to the adoptive father.

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    In imperceptible ways, Persephone''s view of Hades had gradually shifted.


    As for this, Luo En was not surprised in the least.


    After all, if one were to be fair, Hades might not be a qualified lover but certainly was a qualified husband.


    Over the years, he had always treated Persephone well, even to the point of doting on her excessively.


    The only blemish was when Hades pursued Persephone, using some dishonorable tactics back then.


    But in Greece, such forceful pursuits were commonplace, hardly considered unforgivable crimes, and could easily be whitewashed.


    Besides, in the entire event, it was Zeus, the King of Olympus, who was the mastermind from behind the scenes.


    Back then, Persephone had just suffered the pain of losing her child and, in an attempt to soothe her spirit, went flower-picking in the Enna region with the nymphs. With Zeus''s tacit approval, Gaea allowed the earth to produce a daffodil. While picking the flowers, Persephone unwittingly strayed from her friends and was about to pluck the seemingly harmless daffodil when the ground split open. Four black horses pulling the chariot of Hades, the Underworld King, appeared, and he forcibly took Persephone aboard the chariot, whisking her away to the Netherworld.


    Hades had long been in love with her and had executed this plan with the silent consent and assistance of Zeus.


    It was also for this reason that the Underworld King was willing to remain in the sunless Netherworld, staunchly upholding Zeus''s rule and not encroaching upon the authority of Olympus.


    To have her son killed in unclear circumstances, to be played with and then cast aside to be used as a tool by outsiders.


    Even if Persephone harbored anger and resentment, under the guidance of a certain senior PUA master, she would direct her grievances at the true instigator of her misfortunes.


    Furthermore, with Luo En occasionally bringing up examples of Hera and the Queen of the Sea, by comparison, Hades''s honest and faithful character stood out as particularly valuable among his brethren.


    But this stepfather truly was a top-notch stoic, and even with Luo En''s almost smoking efforts at assistance, Hades maintained an attitude of silent contribution, showing no signs of disclosing to his wife the incident of his investigation in the Elysian Fields and releasing his daughter.


    Only today, Luo En finally had the chance to formally present his stepfather''s merits during this family banquet.


    And the effect was quite apparent. Not only did Persephone not give Hades the cold shoulder throughout, but she also unprecedentedly served him food and picked dishes for him, causing the Underworld King, enveloped in intense feelings of joy, to almost think he was dreaming.


    Seeing the relationship between the two thaw completely, Luo En, who played the matchmaker, finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to speak of Melinoe''s recent circumstances at the dinner table.


    In truth, the life of the sly Goddess of Conspiracy on War God Mountain was quite comfortable.


    On one hand, without the control of Hecate, as well as the nagging from Hades and Persephone, she could freely revel in the vibrant world of humans, which was incredibly liberating.


    On the other hand, due to her kindred spirits, she made friends with Stheno, Euryale, and Circe, the nasty enchantress. The four of them would go out every day to tease the passersby or sneak into the Academy of Athens to cause trouble, earning themselves the nickname "The Four Pests of Athens."


    Though after being exposed, they would inevitably be caught by Hestia and Athena and receive a thorough beating, they seemed to enjoy this kind of amusing life without tire.


    With the excellent food on War God Mountain fattening her up, the content Melinoe gained a few extra pounds.


    Of course, considering the feelings of Hades and Persephone, as well as Melinoe''s own behind, some things needed a bit of sugar-coating.


    For instance, Melinoe deeply missed them and often talked about her parents in the Netherworld, hoping that one day she could reunite with them soon.


    On hearing this, Hades and Persephone felt both gratified and melancholic.


    As parents, they wished nothing more than to keep their daughter close and have a joyful life together as a family of three.


    But with the presence of the Goddess Mingyue, for their daughter''s safety, they could only keep these yearnings to themselves.


    "Actually, to reunite the family isn''t impossible," said Luo En as he circled back to the subject, setting the mood with his eyes gleaming, the ultimate intention unveiled.


    "If we can drive Hecate out of the Netherworld, then no one else will be able to disturb the peaceful lives of you, mother, and sister."


    "Drive her out? How could that be possible?"


    Hades was somewhat incredulous. He was well aware of the cunning and strength of the Goddess of the Netherworld and naturally doubted this whimsical plan.


    "How do you know if you don''t try?" Luo En spoke earnestly, then opened his outer garment, revealing the increasingly active Wheel of Hecate on his chest, and said with sincerity, "This is not only about whether Melinoe can be reunited with you and mother, but also about whether I can free myself from this shackle. So, I will do everything in my power!"


    Driving Hecate out of the Netherworld would effectively sever her roots, making it much easier to confront her than it would be here.


    Hades understood Luo En''s intentions and, after a moment of contemplation, spoke slowly.


    "Tell me, what do we need to do?"


    Luo En took a deep breath and answered in a solemn tone.


    "I want to take another trip to the Elysian Fields to confirm some guesses. If successful, the plan should have an eighty percent chance of working."


    Hades nodded slightly upon hearing this.


    "Alright, tomorrow I will send Hecate away under the pretense of a banquet."


    "I will go too," the Queen of the Underworld quietly said as she gripped her husband''s somewhat coarse hand tightly under the table, her gentle gaze turning toward her stepson across, her heart filled with peace.

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    At this moment, she already regarded the two men before her as her absolute support and was willing to become their mutual pillar.


    Luo En noticed the subtle movement of his foster mother under the table, coughed lightly, and stood up to take his leave.


    "Time is of the essence, so I''ll go prepare," he said.


    As he spoke, he waved goodbye to Hades and Persephone and walked toward the garden gate.


    Before leaving, he didn''t forget to turn back and wink at Hades by the door, his face teasing.


    This cheeky boy!


    The Underworld King chuckled to himself, then turned his head to look at Persephone beside him.


    Under the faintly flickering fluorite lamp light, his once cold-as-ice wife showed a rare tender softness, her stunning beauty captivating. Her graceful upper body was now completely leaning into his arms.


    In an instant, Hades understood and swept his beloved wife into his arms, turned, and stepped into the bedchamber, the door behind him silently closing.


    ~~


    The next day, in the dim Arima Cave, a garden golden bough embedded in the ground flickered dimly and brightly.


    Sensing the special frequency resonance, Luo En abruptly opened his eyes during his meditation.


    It''s time!


    As usual, he tossed the fairy food wine and honey cakes he was carrying to Cerberus at the cave''s entrance to satisfy his hunger, then stepped out and quietly made his way toward the Elysian Fields.


    With practiced ease, he made his way unobstructed.


    Luo En took only half the time it had previously taken to stealthily enter the Elysian Fields and found the Ivory Gate leading to the "Dream of Truth."


    Following Hades''s instructions, he activated the Mark of the Dead on the back of his right hand, placing the divinely pulsing seal onto the great ivory door.


    After a moment, the pristine ivory door rippled like water, and a bizarre, dream-like landscape unfolded within it.


    Ready, Luo En took a deep breath and stepped through the Ivory Gate.


    After a familiar sense of hindrance, he found himself standing on the same dream beach he had arrived at before.


    But this time, there was no warm welcome from Demon Ancestor Typhon.


    Luo En scanned the calm sea and his face broke into a subtle smile; he reached for the Golden Holy Grail in the Magic Array and gently tilted it.


    A stream of golden-red Divine Blood poured onto the sand and seawater at his feet, diffusing outward.


    Suddenly, the quiet sea erupted into furious waves as a typhoon transformed into a savage beast; the blue sky flashed with lightning, and eyes formed by stars cast their gaze; from beneath the earth, thunder roared, and mountain peaks resembling giants began to shake violently...


    The entire silent world seemed to come alive in an instant.


    Facing these successive phenomena, Luo En smiled playfully, slightly inclined the Golden Holy Grail, revealing the flowing golden-red Divine Blood, and spoke leisurely.


    "You want it?" he asked.


    Immediately, the typhoon whipped up furious waves, the starfields tore the sky apart, and the earth split open...


    Different phenomena expressed the same indescribable longing.


    Seeing the intense reactions, Luo En''s hypothesis was confirmed.


    Indeed, he and Hecate shared the same origin of "Chance"; what Hecate could do, he theoretically could do as well.


    For instance, awakening these Old Gods from their slumber and offering them a chance to return to the real world.


    And it was this uniqueness that had made him a target of Typhon, who was still awake, the moment he landed in the Dream World.


    At that moment, as the Divine Blood laced with Chance spilled, prisoners sensing this scent became excited and rushed toward Luo En on the beach.


    "Don''t rush; Hecate is still around, and even if you devoured me, it would be pointless, not to mention whether you can really consume me," he said.


    Hearing the name of that jailer god and the reasoned analysis, the restless various consciousnesses calmed down somewhat, but a deep resentment still simmered throughout the Dream World.


    "How about this," Luo En proposed, "Lend me some of your power, your Divinity, and I''ll find a way to deal with her and get you out of this predicament."


    "..."


    The few Old Gods with their remaining self-consciousness fell silent.


    Seeing this, Luo En, feeling as though he was enduring humiliation, tore open his outer garment, revealing the glaring Wheel of Hecate, and protested vehemently.


    "Don''t trust me? I have a grudge against her too!"


    "..."


    However, the Old Gods still did not respond, clearly not trusting his credibility or capabilities.


    After repeatedly facing setbacks, Luo En steeled his heart and finally declared fiercely.


    "Fine, fine, I''ll guarantee it with my own soul, okay? I swear by the River Styx that I will do my utmost to rescue you, and if I fail to fulfill my promise or die along the way, my soul and my Divinity are yours!"


    "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"


    In an instant, the previously silent Dream World boiled over again.


    One after another, the Old Gods, seeing hope, rushed to covenant with the intruder.


    If successful, they could break free from this endless dream; if unsuccessful, they could still obtain that sliver of "Chance" needed to escape their confinement.


    Either way, it seemed a good deal, so cheers to that!


    Watching one eager predecessor after another rush forward to lend him power, Luo En pressed his hand downward, his handsome face breaking into a warm and radiant smile.


    "Hold on, one at a time, there''s enough for everyone," he said.

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    Several days later, on the outskirts of the Sea of Occhanos, Mount Etna.


    Due to the nourishment of fertile volcanic ash, the foot and slopes of the mountain were covered with dense vegetation such as chestnut trees, oak trees, pine trees, birch trees, etc., forming a vibrant and verdant shade. However, as the elevation rose and the temperature dropped, the dense forest gradually gave way to sparse shrubbery, and chunks of oddly shaped volcanic rock lay exposed on the earth''s surface, creating a distinctive landscape.


    And within the open crater at the mountain''s peak, billowing smoke and sparks shot up intermittently, mingled with the intense booming of heavy hammers striking.


    This was the new forge workshop built by Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsmanship, which made use of the continuous geothermal flames from Mount Etna to forge weapons and sundries for the gods.


    But due to its remote location and Hephaestus''s quirky temper, not many were aware of this secret spot, and even fewer had actually visited, given the harsh high-temperature environment.


    At this moment, a tall figure, led by two metallic female attendants, stepped into the fiery red lava cave.


    Hearing the footsteps behind him, Hephaestus, who was engrossed in his work at the forging table, dropped the hammer in his hand, turned around to look at the expected yet unexpected visitor.


    "You''re here?"


    "Mm."


    Luo En nodded and offered a warm smile to the craftsman, scanning his surroundings before asking in a deep voice,


    "Where is Thetis?"


    "Don''t worry, as per your instructions, I''ve sent her to Athens; she''s safe now."


    Hephaestus replied offhandedly and then, dragging his lame leg, limped forward to scrutinize Luo En intently before suddenly raising his thick, hairy arm to clap it vigorously on the other''s shoulder, his tense cheeks bursting into a hearty laugh.


    "Not bad, what a man!"


    Hearing the praise, Luo En bore the tingling sensation in half of his body and managed to squeeze out a somewhat misshapen grin, then continued to inquire,


    "Is everything prepared? When do we set off?"


    "No rush, I heard you make a fine brew, sit down first and have a few drinks with me."


    Hephaestus waved his hand and then swept the cluttered table clean, dragging Luo En to sit down.


    It was hard to decline such hospitality, especially with a favor to ask, so Luo En composed himself and took a seat, taking out his treasured fairy-brewed spirit to drink with the legendary god of craftsmanship.


    After three rounds of drinking and feeling slightly tipsy, Hephaestus stared at Luo En, growing more pleased the longer he looked.


    Honestly, due to his own marital frustrations, he didn''t have much liking for tall and handsome pretty boys.


    But this lad before him not only stepped up at a critical moment to save his foster mother, Thetis, but he also swiftly and decisively killed that blind fool Peleus, eradicating future troubles.


    What''s more, to Hephaestus''s surprise, after making such a mess, the lad didn''t just run away; he only asked for some time to prepare and then showed up at Mount Etna as agreed, ready to be led by Hephaestus to Olympus to face his punishment, willing to stand in for Thetis and bear the brunt of His Majesty the King of Gods'' fury.


    Such accountability, such courage, was far stronger than those gutless gods of the sea.


    No, there was absolutely no comparison!


    "Bang!"


    In high spirits, Hephaestus clapped Luo En''s shoulder again, announcing with a loud laugh,


    "Lad, I approve of your marriage!"


    "Uh..."


    Luo En grunted in response, eying the cracked stone stool beneath him with a mix of amusement and distress.


    True to a blacksmith, he had great strength and a forthright nature; he never held back whether he liked or disliked something. But at this rate of clapping, who knew if he would fall apart before even reaching Olympus.


    And luckily, you only know I wooed your foster mother. If you knew I also slept with your real mother, wouldn''t you tear me apart on the spot?


    While silently deriding, Luo En began to inquire about the aftermath of Peleus''s marriage proposal.


    Frank as ever, Hephaestus hid nothing and narrated the subsequent events after Luo En''s departure, in full detail.


    Lord Bo obviously couldn''t withstand the combined efforts of the three Hundred-Handed Giants and ended up being beaten up severely, in a pitiful scene.


    Not only was the Sea King himself bruised and battered, losing all face, but the recently united followers of Atlantis also suffered heavy losses, even the newly-built Sea God Temple was reduced to rubble.


    Following the public beatdown, the sea gods once again realized the terror of the three Hundred-Handed Giants and, reliving their past nightmares, they all turned into ostriches, blocking their doors and distancing themselves from Poseidon, with "not my problem" practically written on their faces.


    After suffering such grievances and seeing his prestige and power dissipate, Poseidon wouldn''t let things lie. He had his wife and son carry him to Olympus to bring accusations against the Hundred-Handed Giants before Zeus,


    �� He wasn''t at all acquainted with the murderer of Peleus, and in fact, they were enemies; he had no intention of preventing Thetis from marrying down, so the entire incident had nothing to do with him. Yet trouble came out of the blue while he was just sitting at home eating; he, the mighty Sea King, was ambushed and beaten by the three Hundred-Handed Giants. Is there no cosmic order? Is there no justice?


    Thus, His Majesty the King of Gods, epitome of fairness and justice, stepped in to mediate. He comforted his wronged brother while strictly admonishing the three Hundred-Handed Giants, ordering them to roll back to the Primordial Ocean, reflect on their actions behind closed doors, and not to venture out without orders.


    Moreover, in order to ease the tension between the two parties, Zeus personally acted as a mediator, arranging for Briareus, the leader of the three Hundred-Handed Giants, to marry one of Poseidon''s daughters, thus becoming the son-in-law of the God of the Sea.


    Clearly, this so-called punishment was nothing more than a gesture of tough talk followed by a tepid resolution, and even the outcome entailed in the matrimony bore a tinge of insult.


    But circumstances can be more compelling than one''s wishes, and Poseidon, despite his dissatisfaction, could only grudgingly accept the outcome.


    As for the chief culprit who triggered this "misunderstanding," Zeus declared that he would certainly mete out a severe punishment!


    Luo En couldn''t help but roll his eyes upon hearing this.


    That old man was clearly looking for an excuse to put Poseidon in his place and then shifted the blame onto him��still the same old trick of playing both the perpetrator and the arbiter.


    Having someone who was an enemy of the old Sea God Nereus'' family go propose to Nereus'' daughter Thetis, and even sending three Hundred-Handed Giants to provide an escort along the way��how could anyone not see through such an obvious plot?


    Of course, it''s even more probable that Zeus knew full well but didn''t care about the opinions of Poseidon and the other sea gods. All he wanted was an opportunity to dampen the slight resurgence of determination and power that Poseidon had just begun to rally.


    Poor old Poseidon, fallen from grace, and not even considered a contender anymore.


    Luo En shook his head in secret, sighing inwardly for the increasingly pathetic Lord Bo, while his eyes twinkled mischievously, a hint of mockery playing on his face.


    However, Zeus was also being careless, clearly underestimating the extent of the rebellion, thinking that Poseidon, with his history of insubordination, was the mastermind, up to some sort of petty mischief.


    Little did he know that not only Poseidon, but Apollo, Hera, and even Athena had involved themselves, ready to strike.


    A rebellion by one-third of the powerful chief gods of Olympus was certainly enough to give His Majesty the King of Gods a run for his money.


    Yet, there was still more fuel that he planned to add to the fire, to make the turmoil hit even harder.


    "Okay, I''ve had your wine and I should follow the rules by giving you something in return. Come with me."


    While Luo En was mulling over these thoughts, the inebriated Hephaestus stood up from the table and staggered with him toward the volcanic crater used for forging. Pointing down at the flowing red-and-black magma below, he spoke in a grave tone.


    "Jump in!"


    "?"


    Faced with such a preposterous demand out of the blue, Luo En was clearly taken aback.


    However, without waiting for his reaction, the impatient Hephaestus grabbed him and tossed him into the churning magma.


    Oh no!


    Caught off guard, Luo En could only instinctively summon the Divine Incarnations of the "Flame" and the "White Horse" to combat the high temperature radiating from the earth''s magma.


    "Endure it!"


    At that moment, a stern shout came from the mouth of the volcano. Hephaestus had torn off the coarse cloth shirt from his chest, baring his torso, and began vigorously pumping the bellows next to the forge furnace.


    Instantly, with the wind fanning the flames and the flames feeding off the wind, the once calm Magma River boiled and roiled, its temperature continuously rising.


    Even with the dual protection of "Flame" and "White Horse," the fiery aura all around seemed to penetrate everywhere, unceasingly infiltrating Luo En''s limbs and bones, igniting the divine blood within him.


    Golden-red divine flames surged out of his pores and apertures. Luo En seemed like a person engulfed in intense combustion, his blood pulsing, his innards burning, waves of piercing pain crashing over him.


    What was Hephaestus trying to do? Turn me into a smelted statue?


    Just as Luo En''s consciousness began to blur from the burning, a clear birdcall came from beneath the boiling magma.


    Immediately after, a gigantic bird with feathers partly golden and partly bright red, shaped like an eagle and with a clear, melodious voice burst forth from beneath the magma. It circled the volcano crater a few times and then dove straight into Luo En''s chest.


    The moment they made contact, an overwhelming surge of heat flooded into Luo En''s body, bringing an indescribable sensation of life''s rhythm.


    Almost simultaneously, Luo En recognized the identity of this divine bird.


    The Phoenix, a divine monster with the characteristics of "immortality" and "rebirth." Legend has it that when sensing its impending death, the Phoenix would gather fragrant wood to burn itself, and after three days, it would rise anew from the ashes, like Christ resurrected.


    This singular creature is chronicled by the Assyrians, yet similar myths exist around the world: Europe''s Phoenix, Russia''s Firebird, Egypt''s Sunbird, America''s Yer, and Arabia''s Anka��all these birds possess the trait of reviving from death (with lifespans of 500, 540, 1000, 1461, 1700 and 12994 years respectively) and share a close association with the sun and flames.


    Greece also has similar records. The first to mention the Phoenix was the Greek poet Hesiod from the eighth century BC, author of [TheoGraph], and the first to describe the Phoenix in detail was the Greek historian Herodotus.


    Clearly, this wondrous creature did indeed exist in the Age of Greek Gods and dwelled within Mount Etna, associated with the God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus.


    Immortal? Rebirth?


    A thought crossed Luo En''s mind, and he vaguely understood Hephaestus'' intent. He immediately cast aside all distractions, closed his eyes, gathered his divinity, and began guiding the power from the Phoenix into the golden wheel behind him.


    Seeing the scene unfold before him, the God of Craftsmanship at the volcano''s mouth nodded in approval, sipping the ambrosial spirit from his hand and pulling the bellows with even greater enthusiasm.


    The explosive roar of the boiling magma mixed with the piercing calls of the bird, echoing continuously in the fiery-red lava cave.

 Chapter 401 275: Green, Healthy Living (Total 6.5k, begging for votes at the beginning of the month)

    Three days and three nights later, as the sunlight broke dawn and the sea fog dispersed.


    The gentle rays of the sun pierced through the lingering smoke of Mount Etna''s crater, lighting up the dim interior.


    The once restless magma had lost its dark red color and scorching temperature, turning into a pile of completely burnt-out, solidified ash and residue.


    "Crack~~"


    Accompanied by the crackling sound of breaking, Luo En''s greyish-black mud shell peeled off, his eyes slowly opened, and bird-shaped flames of gold and red shimmered and floated within his pupils, while the golden wheel behind him also moved in sync to the eleventh slot.


    ��The eleventh incarnation [Phoenix].


    Besides granting him the ability to move swiftly through the air, he also acquired the trait [Revive from Death].


    That is, while the host body is destroyed, the Phoenix takes the hit instead, allowing for a true [Resurrection], which basically gives him an extra life when facing enemies.


    Unfortunately, after the Phoenix dies, it needs a long period to be reborn from fire before it can regain the power of [Resurrection]. Thus, the cooldown period for this incarnation''s power is quite long and should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary.


    Even so, Luo En was still immensely thrilled with his current gain.


    With an extra life, he had more options at his disposal, and his plans stood a greater chance of success.


    After calming his excitement, Luo En extracted himself from the solidified remains of the magma, leaped up, and arrived in the cave above.


    "You''re awake? Not bad."


    Next to the extinguished forge furnace, Hephaestus shook his now-empty wine jug, stood up to examine Luo En, who was radiating a restrained light from his eyes, nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze towards the completely cooled and solidified core magma at the cave entrance, and couldn''t help but express his regret.


    "This furnace is no longer usable."


    "Sorry for the expense."


    "Not at all, you saved my foster mother and gave me such fine wine; both in sentiment and reason, I ought to repay you with something."


    Hephaestus waved his hand dismissively, then a sly smile played across his face.


    "Consider this, my early wedding gift to you both."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but give a wry smile.


    It seemed that the God of Craftsmanship was hell-bent on matchmaking him with Thetis, so he specifically bestowed the Phoenix, with its [Rebirth] power, upon him.


    When he would face Olympus, even if Zeus blamed and severely punished him, he would have the chance to revive and not leave Thetis a widow before her marriage.


    Brother, let''s say no more. I acknowledge you as my son. When I marry your mother, I will certainly arrange the best table for you!


    Taking advantage of the chaotic family ties, Luo En inwardly quipped a few sentences before he took a deep breath and spoke in a grave tone.


    "Is it about time we left?"


    Hephaestus nodded solemnly, taking out a full set of handcuffs, shackles, chains, and other such implements from a nearby treasure chest and methodically fitting them onto Luo En.


    Luo En tried to summon his Divine Power to break free, but the dense Divine Patterns on the surface of these metal implements flickered to life, quickly absorbing the rebellious energy and further reinforcing the restraints.


    No way through, he then summoned the [Bull], relying on the brute strength enhanced by his physical limits to resist the fetters on his body.


    Yet, even as veins popped on his forehead and blood vessels nearly split his skin, he could not shake the fetters in the slightest.


    Seeing this, Hephaestus proudly replied.


    "Stop wasting your effort. These are implements specially crafted for your Divine Power, based on the blood sample Thetis sent. And, as per your request, I enhanced their performance by several fold; theoretically, even if you became the Chief God, you wouldn''t stand a chance of breaking free."


    Luo En said nothing but skeptically raised his hand.


    After a moment, as he looked at his empty palm, a satisfied smile finally emerged on his face.


    Good, the twelve-sided die containing the power of [Chance] couldn''t be summoned, which meant that his most special [Chance] Divinity was indeed restrained by these implements.


    On the one hand, wearing these things to confess his sins, Zeus should not be able to see the particularity in him and strike him down immediately.


    On the other hand, based on the principle of the enemy sharing a common origin, these things effective against him should theoretically work on that beloved teacher ancestor as well.


    Having dispelled his last doubts and made ample preparations, Luo En finally settled down, ready to officially proceed to Olympus with Hephaestus.


    "Don''t rush, hide this well."


    With those words, Hephaestus secretly passed a key into Luo En''s hand, whispering the explanation.


    "I made an extra one, just in case. If things go south, use this to discreetly unlock your shackles and make a successful escape."


    Luo En nodded, accepting Hephaestus''s thoughtful gesture.


    Then, the God of Craftsmanship led the convicted felon to the awaiting chariot on the island, and together, they rode toward the Sacred Mountain of Olympus amidst the stars.


    ~~


    In the silent and grim minor hall, Zeus, the King of Gods, who had held sway over Olympus for a thousand years since the Titan War, sat upon his majestic Divine Throne, overseeing the criminal below with a thunderous, commanding presence without a word.


    "How bold of you to attempt to harm a demigod!"


    "Your Majesty, I merely didn''t want him bothering Thetis, so I pushed him out, and the Hundred-Handed Giants killed him."


    Luo En bowed his head, defending himself honestly.


    "Still trying to justify yourself?" Zeus scoffed disdainfully before waving his hand impatiently, "Hephaestus, lock him in the prison for now, until the verdict is decided."


    "As you command, Father God."


    Upon hearing that Zeus did not intend to execute Luo En on the spot, Hephaestus let out a sigh of relief, quickly leading the "insignificant" criminal towards the prison designed within Olympus.


    As they left that somewhat oppressive space, Luo En also couldn''t help but feel unburdened.


    The most difficult hurdle had been cleared.


    With Zeus not killing him on the spot, it proved that his greatest secret had not been exposed.


    And to imprison him to await disposal meant that the business with Peleus had not touched the Divine King''s sore spot. At best, it was a trivial matter of no significance.


    The severity of the punishment was negotiable.


    As long as he demonstrated enough value, he might still replace the dead Peleus and become the candidate to marry Thetis.


    Negotiation, huh? I like it.


    Luo En sat cross-legged in the gloomy prison, contemplating how to gain the trust of His Majesty the King of Gods and obtain the final piece his plan was missing.


    ����Twelve Divinities, you''re the only one left.


    "Yi ya~~"


    The slight sound of the metal gate being pushed interrupted Luo En''s train of thought. He was taken aback for a moment, a murmur of doubt rising in his heart.


    So soon?


    However, accompanied by a series of crisp footsteps, a figure he had not anticipated walked out of the dim passageway.


    Seeing the queen, wearing a crown upon her head and clad in plain ceremonial dress, Luo En was truly astonished.


    "Lady Hera, why have you come?"


    "To see how you are."


    As if her distinguished status was of no concern, Hera opened the door to the cell and placed a box filled with food in front of Luo En, speaking with a gentle and contemplative voice.


    "Hungry? Here, eat something first."


    "..."


    Listening to that suggestive tone and seeing the tender care, Luo En couldn''t help the fine sweat that beaded on his forehead.


    Hera gave her trembling little lover a sidelong glance and huffed in displeasure.


    "What''s there to be afraid of? He''s not on the mountain."


    That''s a relief.


    Upon hearing these words, Luo En finally felt the lump in his throat settle.


    Fortunately, Hera hadn''t lost her mind to the point of brazen rebellion, just to commit adultery in front of her husband. Otherwise, if Zeus were to catch a hint, he would chop him to pieces.


    Still, if the King of Gods was not on the mountain, where had he gone?


    Hera seemed to understand what Luo En was thinking. She handed him the plate full of food, her tone taunting and sarcastically cold.


    "He knew I was returning and left Olympus in advance. Right now, he''s probably fooling around in some nymph''s embrace!"


    She had come to see through her husband the King of Gods.


    Lustfulness was one aspect, but the deep-seated schemes were another.


    He might have loved her once, but to secure his Divine Throne, he would rather womanize every day than return to Olympus for a normal conjugal life with his lawful wife.


    Because the offspring she bore him often possessed strong talents, likely to become a potential threat to Zeus''s position as the King of Gods.


    But it didn''t matter. What he failed to provide, someone else had already satisfied.


    Hera softly gazed at the man before her, younger than Zeus, more handsome than Zeus, and also more loyal and loving than Zeus, her eyes filled with approval.


    "I''ve heard about the Thetis matter. You''ve done well."


    In her early years, she had cared for Thetis herself and was fond of the child''s intelligence and propriety, in view of Thetis as a stepdaughter.


    Thetis had also treated her with respect, even adopting the abandoned Hephaestus to mend the mother-son relationship for her.


    Therefore, upon learning that her husband was using Thetis as bait to strike at Poseidon and even planning to force her into marriage, Hera was uncontrollably furious. She ended her separation and hurried from the Argo Holy Land to Olympus to confront and accuse him.


    In the end, Zeus, feeling guilty, fled in advance, and Hera encountered Luo En, who had just been imprisoned.


    For the sake of a woman, he had risked himself and was willing to take on all the blame. By contrast, her husband the King of Gods would definitely lack such resolve.


    Numerous attempts to murder mistresses and illegitimate children proved that women, like bastards, were just tools for him to satisfy his desires and maintain his position as the King of Gods.


    Her judgment in choosing a husband may not have been the best, but her eye for a lover was not bad at all.


    Hera picked up a handkerchief, gently wiping the beads of sweat from Luo En''s forehead and the grains of rice from the corner of his mouth, her eyes flashing a hint of cold light as she earnestly pledged to her lover.


    "Don''t worry, I won''t let anything happen to you!"


    "Mm, I''m waiting for your good news."


    Luo En nodded vigorously, then pointed to the now-empty food container, a big smile on his face as he suggested.


    "It''s about time. Shouldn''t you go back and rest?"


    Their current situation was still unclear when Zeus would return. With Hera being so suggestively close, he was genuinely afraid the King of Gods would return unexpectedly, expose their affair, and in a fit of rage, have him slaughtered.


    Yet the queen in front of him showed no intention of leaving just yet; instead, she licked her moist lips, her bright eyes flashing with a familiar intensity.


    "I''ll fulfill what I promised you, but how will you repay me?"


    Luo En understood the implication in Hera''s eyes, his heart nearly stopping on the spot.


    No way. Now? Here?


    Sister, stepmother, my lady, please spare me �� it could be lethal!


    Just as Luo En was retreating step by step to the corner, determined to resist, Hera unapologetically grabbed the chains and dragged the trapped prisoner towards her. She bent over him with a conqueror''s stance, proudly declaring her claim.


    "Even if you marry Thetis, part of you is mine!"


    Alright, she was jealous again, yet her means of revenge between her husband and lover were not the same.

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    Afterward, Hera, nourished by rain and dew, radiated beauty as she left a fragrant kiss as a reward before gracefully departing.


    In the corner, Luo En watched forlornly as the enchanting figure disappeared at the end of the corridor. Only then did he press his wildly beating heart inside his chest and heaved a relieved sigh.


    Exhilarating as it was, if she played like this every time, his heart would eventually fail him.


    And moreover...


    Luo En looked down at the remnants of their struggle scattered all over the floor, his face clouded with worry.


    Enjoy the moment and then take off without cleaning up or destroying the evidence. Are you that eager to let Zeus find out he''s been cuckolded?


    After grumbling to himself, the experienced criminal had no choice but to start tidying up the cell himself, painstakingly clearing all incriminating evidence.


    "Eek~~"


    However, before he could finish, the dull sound of the cell door being pushed open reverberated once more.


    Zeus?


    Luo En''s soul nearly fled his body. Hearing the footsteps getting closer, he quickly grabbed the hay nearby, covering the remaining traces around him in a desperate attempt at remediation.


    "Why so much hay?"


    The inquiry from outside the cell stopped Luo En''s heart, chilling his soul.


    But soon, hearing that familiar voice, his spirits instantaneously soared from Hell to Paradise. He turned his stiff neck, looking up towards the silhouette outside the cell door, his face squeezing into a somewhat distorted smile.


    "Artemis, why are you here?"


    "Of course, I''m worried about you."


    The Goddess of the Hunt snapped back as she walked into the cell, surveying the surroundings, her eyes revealing a bit of distress.


    "Father God, really! For such a small issue, he''s locked you up in this miserable place. It''s dreary and crude, not to mention this strange smell. After all, you are a legitimate god of Olympus!"


    Luo En quietly wiped the sweat off his forehead. To change the subject and hoodwink her, he swiftly steered the conversation in another direction.


    "After all, it was a demigod who died..."


    "Demigod? That Peleus? Is he even worthy? Such trash is found everywhere!"


    Artemis scoffed disdainfully, looking at her lover now reduced to a prisoner. She spoke emphatically.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll speak to Father God on your behalf. I won''t allow you to suffer this injustice."


    "No!" Luo En hastily interjected, his expression turning serious, "The more you say, the more dangerous it becomes for me!"


    Hearing that subtle warning, the once impulsive Artemis cooled down.


    Indeed, the identity of a virgin goddess was quite sensitive. Getting too close to any male deity often spells trouble.


    If she asserted herself too aggressively in front of Father God Zeus on behalf of her secret lover, it might be easy for him to spot something fishy.


    In doing so, not only would she fail to alleviate Luo En''s plight, but she might even push him into deeper trouble.


    Realizing she nearly made a big blunder out of impulsiveness, Artemis''s face turned flush with shame.


    Luo En gently took Artemis''s hands, comforting her softly, "Don''t worry, it''s just a formality. It shouldn''t be that serious. I might be able to get out soon."


    Artemis nodded, seemingly persuaded by his words, but her silvery eyes were still clouded with worry.


    Soon?


    The time Apollo killed the shepherd god Pan, he was punished with seven years of hard labor.


    Besides, he had the status of a Chief God and a legitimate reason for his actions...


    As Artemis contemplated this, her pretty face grew even more somber.


    Feeling the warmth in her palms, the Goddess of the Hunt clenched her hands tighter, grasping tightly at this hard-won happiness.


    No matter what, she would not let her lover come to harm. If worst came to worst...


    Artemis looked up at Luo En, her eyes brimming with a subtle determination.


    Sensing the care that overflowed from her, Luo En gently embraced Artemis, comforting her again in a whisper, "Don''t worry too much. I''ll be fine."


    "Mmm..." The strong and dashing Goddess of the Hunt moaned softly, her arms wrapped around her lover''s waist, her delicate body tightly pressed against him, basking in the warmth that comforted and entranced her.


    After a moment of tenderness, Luo En gently patted Artemis''s back, whispering a reminder.


    "It''s about time..."


    However, the Goddess of the Hunt did not let go, her gaze intense as she stared at her lover, her tongue moistening her glossy lips, and she murmured softly.


    "Father God is not on the mountain today."


    "..."


    "We haven''t used the 15th of this month yet."


    "..."


    Hearing these increasingly suggestive statements, Luo En stiffened, groaning internally.


    Not now? Here? Really?


    "Bang!"


    The cell door slammed shut, the fluorite stones along the corridor extinguished, leaving darkness. The Goddess of the Hunt, unable to restrain her instincts any longer, pushed down her prey and began to savor the delicacy beneath her claws meticulously.


    ...


    It''s uncertain how long it passed before the darkness faded and the fluorite glowed once again.


    After enjoying a grand feast, Artemis wiped her mouth, fully satisfied as she stood up.


    Before leaving, the Goddess of the Hunt did not forget to wave her arm, dispersing her divine power to skillfully and carefully erase the intense traces of their earlier struggle.


    This alone was enough to prove that Artemis''s experience in sneaking around and avoiding detection far surpassed that of a certain goddess who only cared about her own pleasure and paid no heed to the consequences.


    Once everything was in order, the Goddess of the Hunt cast one last glance at her lover before reluctantly leaving the scene.


    In the corner, Luo En maintained a stiff smile, mechanically waving goodbye until Artemis had been gone for a while. Only then did he belatedly let his somewhat sore arm droop down.

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    Alright, after enduring two consecutive intense squeezes, the victim''s spirit was somewhat bewildered.


    "Eeek~~"


    Before he could lie still for too long, the dreadful sound of the prison door shoving open came again.


    Luo En jerked awake, and immediately leapt up like a carp, standing straight.


    "It''s me."


    A pleasant voice emerged from the darkness, a graceful goddess with silver hair and purple eyes, dressed in a plain long dress, walked into the cell.


    Upon seeing the comer, Luo En almost cried out loud.


    Sister Ya!


    The entering Athena, for no reason, felt a chill run through her, with goosebumps rising on her arms: "Why are you looking at me like that? It feels weird."


    "Excited, I''m excited! I''m so happy to see you!" Luo En replied eagerly, promptly pulling out a stone stool and inviting Athena to sit down, which greatly eased his nervousness.


    Anyway, he didn''t have to worry about being tormented any further for the time being.


    Athena mistook this excitement for unease, and calmly reassured him, "Don''t worry, that woman Tethys is fine, the Sanctuary is all set up, I''ve also contacted Poseidon and Apollo privately, everything is going according to plan."


    "You''re not really going to take action, are you?"


    Luo En surmised the underlying meaning and frowned slightly.


    Athena nodded and explained gravely: "Initially, according to the plan, we were just letting them take the lead to test His Majesty the King of Gods'' foundation, and we would act opportunistically. But things seem to have gone a bit beyond my expectations..."


    She proceeded to narrate the current situation to Luo En.


    Firstly, the three Hundred-Handed Giants just gave Poseidon a beating, which successfully dissolved the morale of the sea gods, but because it was overdone, they were ordered by His Majesty the King of Gods to stay in the Primordial Ocean, not allowed to leave without a divine decree.


    This isolated these three strong bodyguards temporarily, cutting off their contact with Zeus himself and significantly weakening the protective forces around His Majesty the King of Gods.


    Secondly, by employing all means of conspiracy and continuous acts of regression, Zeus finally ignited the gods'' dissatisfaction towards His Majesty the King of Gods completely, many of them have already begun to secretly choose sides and make their stance clear.


    As of now, Queen Hera has started contacting Apollo and Poseidon, officially joining the conspiracy; God of the Stove Hestia, Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus expressing their support, along with Goddess of Wisdom Athena herself, the main gods involved in the rebellion have reached a terrifying seven, occupying more than half of the Twelve Olympians.


    Furthermore, Agriculture God Demeter maintained her usual neutrality, not helping either side;


    Love God Aphrodite is missing, presumably not involved;


    War God Ares has been extremely irritable recently, constantly instigating wars in the Lower Realm and battling with warriors; given his intelligence, he''s basically out of this conspiracy;


    Divine Envoy Hermes, although intelligent, is better at shifting with the wind and, if it really comes to a showdown, he runs faster than anyone...


    With seven main gods involved in the rebellion, holding the absolute superior number, and added the advantage of planning against the unprepared, it might not be impossible to confront His Majesty the King of Gods.


    Luo En was startled by this outcome: "How come there are so many?"


    "It''s all thanks to you and Tethys." Athena glanced towards the unwitting instigator, her eyes twinkling with a teasing light.


    The blatant coercion by Tethys even riled up the normally gentle Hephaestus to choose to join the rebels.


    Hera, on the surface, sided with them for this reason, to stand up for her foster daughter, but deep down it was because her lover was captured, and she couldn''t bear it.


    As for Hestia and Artemis, these two need no mention.


    One had completely lost trust in His Majesty the King of Gods, misled by her own Lesser Deity; the other couldn''t extricate herself from her rebellious brother, and now that her lover had been captured too, naturally, she was ready to go all out.


    Luo En, hearing this, finally understood the meaning behind the hesitant expressions of Hera and Artemis.


    It turned out, their plan was to overthrow Zeus and then rescue him from the prison.


    What a wild strategy for a rescue.


    Athena, Hestia, Poseidon, Apollo, Hera, Artemis, Hephaestus... more than half of the Twelve Olympians were ready to turn the heavens upside down.


    Now, not to mention Zeus was unprepared, even if he was, it would be enough trouble for him.


    No wonder Athena suddenly changed her mind from a feint to a full attack, also deciding to follow through and join this rebellion.


    However, their presumed adversary was Zeus.


    But if...


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, inquiring deeply.


    "What if The Three Fates intervene?"


    "Don''t we still have you?"


    Athena looked at Luo En in front of her and smiled provocatively.


    "Me, fight The Three Fates?" Luo En, hearing the task that fell upon him, couldn''t help but scowl, "You really think highly of me..."


    "It''s just counterbalancing, not asking you to actually risk your life." Athena reassured with a light smile, then gazed deeply at Luo En, speaking significantly, "Besides, don''t we have a trump card that can counter The Three Fates? If the plan we agreed on goes smoothly, that thing will end up in your hands."


    "That''s just a guess." Luo En rolled his eyes, unenthusiastically reminded, "Whether that thing can actually be obtained, and whether it''ll be useful, are still up in the air."


    "No worries, I have faith in you!" Athena''s smile remained, her face full of conviction.

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    Being praised and held in high esteem by the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En was quite moved.


    However, immediately, a mocking smile appeared on Athena''s face as she began to speak mysteriously.


    "After all, with a nature as cautious and crafty as yours, daring to seek out Zeus and walk right into his trap, risking the last piece of Divinity puzzle, you must have a foolproof strategy in place."


    "..."


    Luo En was left speechless, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    That''s why he hated smart people, especially those who were smarter than him.


    "Looks like I guessed right," Athena said with a smirk, not asking for confirmation but stating a fact.


    Luo En looked at the Goddess of Wisdom, always one step ahead of him, and huffed.


    "So what if you guessed right? You may guess the beginning, but you might not guess the end."


    "Oh, what do you mean? Let''s hear it."


    Athena immediately took interest, curiously inquiring.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and began to speak mysteriously.


    "What if, the person who wins in the end, is me?"


    Athena paused briefly, then burst into a knowing chuckle.


    "Is that so? I look forward to it."


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom in the prison pointed at Luo En''s handcuffs and shackles, her face lit with a mocking smile, "But from the looks of it, you seem to need to try harder, think of a way to get out of here first."


    When everything was arranged, Athena waved her hand and turned to leave the cell, "Alright, I have many things to do before the game starts, I won''t keep you company any longer."


    Watching as the Goddess of Wisdom pushed open the prison door, disappearing into the light, Luo En, shrouded in darkness, chuckled and shook his head.


    In fact, there was something he had always left unsaid.


    Just like the dual faces of a mirror, the fault one has, Athena had too.


    The very things Athena had once chided him for, actually applied to Athena herself.


    The same pride, the same self-righteousness, always thinking she would be the one who continues to win.


    But, no one can win forever; it''s just that she had never truly lost.


    "Perhaps this time, you''ll experience it..."


    Just as Luo En murmured to himself, the familiar sound of the prison door sliding echoed once more.


    "Hestia?"


    Seeing the sneaky figure outside the iron bars, Luo En couldn''t help but give a wry smile.


    This Olympus prison, how could it be like a public restroom, anyone who is a deity could come and go as they please.


    "Shh, keep it down!"


    Hestia outside quickly made a shushing gesture, then awkwardly jimmied the repeatedly tampered cryptic lock under Luo En''s interested gaze.


    Soon, the successful Goddess of the Hearth, crouching down, tiptoed into the prison like a cute gopher.


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn''t help but suppress a chuckle.


    Realizing her actions might seem undignified, a bothered Hestia blushed and glared at him as if he were a lesser deity.


    "What are you laughing at? Close your eyes!"


    "Why?"


    "Just do it!"


    Hestia, contrary to her usual mild demeanor, stood hands on hips, looking somewhat irate.


    Intimidated by the authority of his chief god, Luo En obediently raised his hands and closed his eyes, quietly standing still.


    A moment later, all was silent.


    Unable to hold back, he asked, "How is it? Is it done..."


    "...Mmm!" The clear articulation abruptly stopped, replaced by indistinct motion and swallowing.


    Luo En opened his eyes, looking at the lovely face close to his, and felt a burning coal slide through his throat and into his stomach.


    Infinite light, infinite warmth, infinite Divinity, spilled forth from it.


    "Pop!"


    With a crisp sound of a bubble popping, Hestia raised her head, wiping her slightly swollen lips, and huffed.


    "Alright, that''s all. Take care of yourself, I''ll be leaving now."


    Without waiting for Luo En to retain her, the guilty Goddess of the Hearth quickly fled the prison.


    But seemingly, her steps were quite faltering and weak.


    This fool...


    Luo En watched his chief god''s retreating back, touching his belly that continued to radiate heat and warmth, feeling an immense surge of emotion.


    He probably understood what had been added to his body.


    "Eeya~~"


    As Luo En''s thoughts surged, the familiar sound of the prison door sliding came again.


    Another one? It doesn''t matter who; his patience was already frayed, ready to lie down in any position at any time.


    However, upon looking up and seeing the newcomer, he involuntarily tensed, crossed his arms, and backed into a corner cautiously.


    "Apollo? What are you here for?"

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    Upon hearing the inquiry, the golden-haired beauty outside the cell door, whose physique and elegance matched his stunning looks, answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.


    "Of course, I came to see you."


    In an instant, Luo En''s heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stepped back into the corner, using the wall to firmly protect his posterior.


    There was no way around it; though he was straighter than a steel rod himself, he couldn''t fend off the capricious play of the Greek gods, most of whom were amorous towards both sexes.


    If he remembered correctly, Apollo had male lovers.


    ��The son of the King of Sparta,, Hyacinthus, a beautiful youth.


    He loved hunting and sports, and Apollo diligently accompanied him, holding fishing nets and leading hunting dogs for the boy, devotedly staying by his side. One twilight, while the lovers were tossing a discus in the field, Apollo threw a golden discus, and Hyacinthus blissfully gave chase, unaware that the West Wind God, who also admired Hyacinthus, had blown the discus off course, striking the beautiful youth on the head and causing a fatal injury.


    The blood of this handsome youth dyed the earth red, and from it bloomed a delicate flower, known today as "Hyacinth."


    Moreover, Luo En''s hometown, Thebes, was notorious for its Sacred Band of Thebes, known for homosexuality; he genuinely feared that Apollo might sodomize him in an unguarded moment.


    Seeing Apollo''s inexplicably defensive posture, Apollo frowned and snorted displeasure.


    "Don''t worry, our grievances were settled back in Thessaly, I''m not going to hurt you," Apollo said, his voice tinged with disdain.


    Luo En couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    He didn''t mind the disdain, as long as Apollo wasn''t really interested in him.


    Slightly relieved, Luo En cautiously asked.


    "Then you came to see me..."


    "Didn''t you also come to Thessaly to see me before?"


    "Do you care about me?"


    "I just don''t want to owe you any favors," Apollo retorted, glancing at Luo En with a taunting cold smirk on his handsome face.


    "Besides, it''s rare for you to end up as a prisoner, so of course I had to come and see," Apollo added.


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s face darkened.


    Alright, it seemed there was a bit of a revenge motive.


    Previously, when Apollo was down on his luck, he had brought the Nine Muses to Thessaly to gawk, clearly remembered by this lad.


    After all, holding grudges was an old tradition among the Greek gods.


    "I''m doing very well, no need for your concern," Luo En huffed disdainfully, his gaze sweeping over several cleaned spots in the cell, a hint of deep mockery in his eyes, "and I ''eat'' well and ''sleep'' soundly."


    Unfortunately, Apollo failed to grasp the implied meanings of "eat" and "sleep" from Luo En''s words, simply nodding his head. After a moment of silence, he spoke softly.


    "You mentioned to Poseidon, there was an incident?"


    So you came to see me just because of that phrase?


    Luo En burst into laughter, asking jokingly.


    "What, scared?"


    "Hmph, I just can''t figure out how you knew," Apollo sneered.


    "You and Poseidon are so close, you really think everyone else is blind?"


    Luo En glanced at the somewhat indignant Apollo outside the cell, his eyes revealing a trace of contempt.


    Previously, Poseidon had used his demigod son Orion to scheme against Artemis. To avenge his sister, Apollo had grouped up with Athena and others, heading to the Sea of Okeanos to pick a fight, so their relationship was not that close.


    Even after being prison mates in Thessaly for seven years, Apollo and Poseidon hardly contacted each other despite coming face-to-face nearly every day.


    How come since finishing their sentences, their private interactions had suddenly escalated? They must be plotting something big behind the scenes!


    Apollo''s son had died, and Poseidon had lost Atlantis, who they blamed the most and what they planned to do was obvious.


    The above, Athena had reasonably speculated based on the clues observed.


    Since the battle of Crete, Athena had been wary of Poseidon''s revenge and naturally paid more attention to the activities in the Sea of Okeanos.


    As for Luo En''s own source of information, that was even simpler.


    Because the rebellion was clearly recorded in the "Divine Chronicle," and although the process and the number of participants were entirely different now, the overall direction hadn''t changed.


    Thus, the conspiracy between Apollo and Poseidon, in his and Athena''s view, was as blatantly obvious as streaking half naked down the street, impossible to hide.


    "But, our beloved Divine King has yet to suspect you," Luo En smiled craftily, sipping his milk to keep the real mastermind from backing out of the rebellion.


    Speaking of which, Lord Bo was truly the innate scapegoat.


    In the battle of Crete, he had taken the blame for him and Athena, accountable for the sinking of Crete.


    Now, clearly a collective criminal act, but having to cover for Apollo, and being punished by Zeus...


    After several ordeals, not only had he lost his substance, but his reputation as well.


    But there was no help for it; after all, as the Sea King with substantial resources and always causing a scene, he was Zeus''s prime suspect, every single time.


    "He''s already exposed," Luo En said reassuringly.


    Upon hearing this, Apollo didn''t feel much relief.


    Luo En grinned slightly, speaking leisurely.


    " Which year doesn''t he get exposed a few times?"


    Suddenly, Apollo slapped his forehead, realizing the truth.


    Indeed, Poseidon''s desire for the Divine King''s throne was almost written on his face; everybody in Olympus knew it.

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    Every other day at the divine authority meeting, singing a different tune and causing minor disturbances every now and then, and after some time, mingling with different deities to incite them to rebel against His Majesty the King of Gods��this had basically become the norm.


    As he was almost always punished by Zeus on these occasions, stripping him of some of his chief god''s authority, none of the deities on Olympus took these minor acts or Poseidon seriously.


    For this reason, after the usual reprimand of Poseidon, the Father God would immediately cease and desist without any intention of investigating further.


    After all, Poseidon would always lose, and he would always win.


    The King of Olympus was endowed with a divine mandate, his position unshakeable.


    But winning too much led His Majesty the King of Gods to gradually lose his sense of danger. After dealing with Poseidon, the apparent troublemaker, he fell into a mindset that overlooked the true threat lurking beneath the surface of the water.


    ��This time, it wasn''t just Poseidon''s family causing minor troubles; instead, seven dissatisfied chief gods were together plotting a rebellion!


    Having realized the key point, Apollo felt as if clouds had parted to reveal the sun, and his mood greatly improved.


    In that case, they indeed had the opportunity to have a "discussion" with the Father God.


    "Don''t get too happy too soon. Even if due to carelessness he loses the initiative, he is still Zeus, the uniquely powerful King of Olympus,"


    Luo En timely threw cold water on Apollo''s overly optimistic outlook, to prevent his nephew from becoming overzealous and spoiling the advantageous situation at hand.


    The God of Light outside the cell felt a chill in his blood as he was reminded, his heart tightening.


    Indeed, the Father God was vested with a divine mandate and had also devoured Metis, the original Goddess of Wisdom, making him the strongest King of Gods ever.


    Even with a plan and an unexpected advantage, dethroning him was not going to be an easy feat.


    Even if the seven chief gods teamed up, it would be the same.


    Subconsciously, Apollo looked towards the inmate inside the cell, as if expecting a certain answer.


    "Indeed, the King of Gods in his prime is difficult to shake. But what if he isn''t in his prime?"


    Luo En smiled slightly, speaking with profound meaning.


    "Remember the battle against Typhon?"


    Upon hearing this, Apollo''s eyes brightened, thoughtful.


    When Demon Ancestor Typhon burst out of Tartarus Hell, assaulting Olympus at first, the pantheon of gods was indeed at a disadvantage.


    At that time, the most powerful King of Gods, Zeus, fell back into his old ways, hiding the Divine Artifact "Thunderbolt" in a cave and going off to a secret rendezvous with a nymph named Pluto.


    The Divine Artifact emitted smoke and sparks in the cave, incessantly radiating mighty power. Typhon, advised by the Mother Earth Gaea, stole this immensely powerful divine artifact and secretly hid it in another cave.


    Only then did he roar and shriek, breaking free from the bonds of Tartarus Hell and officially gathering divine monsters and Titans to launch a total assault on Olympus.


    Because Zeus was elsewhere frolicking, the gods had to unite against the enemy, with Apollo naturally participating.


    It was an extremely brutal divine war. Demon Ancestor Typhon rampaged from one end of the earth to the other, spreading his serpentine hair and raising massive arms to strike the skies. The heavens were thrown into chaos; constellations were misplaced or plunged into the Sea of Falling Stars, and the sun and moon appeared simultaneously. Apollo was the first to confront him and his chariot was easily brought down. His sister Artemis then fought against him but ended up covered in wounds. The compassionate winds that came to assist were torn apart and couldn''t reassemble for a long time.


    Following that, when Poseidon, unable to do anything with his chariot in the Ocean of Okeanos, tried to stir up a giant wave, the water didn''t reach the monster''s waist and instead provoked it further. This demon ancestor kicked up a mighty wave and, cutting through the surge, dragged Poseidon''s chariot from the water and ruthlessly beat him. Gods of the sea accompanying him were terrified and fled in panic.


    When Zeus realized the bad situation, he rushed back to Olympus, which was almost torn down by Typhon and his demon army by then, with only Athena barely managing to hold them back.


    And Zeus, having lost "Thunderbolt," "Sky," and "Thunder," couldn''t exert his full power and was ultimately defeated by Typhon.


    With the situation collapsing, the gods fled Olympus to avoid the brunt of the attack, retreating to their holy lands to build up strength.


    After the initial defeat, the injured Zeus grew more cautious and began to use strategy to win.


    He summoned Europa''s brother Cadmus and had the herding god Pan bring herds of cattle and sheep. He built a hut for himself and disguised Cadmus as a shepherd boy to trick Typhon into returning the Thunderbolt, promising to give the harmonious goddess Harmonia to him in marriage afterward.


    All was in place, and Zeus transformed into a bull, blending in with the cattle. Cadmus sat under a tree and played his pipe. The music lured the Demon Ancestor Typhon out from the cave where he had hidden the "Thunderbolt" to come and appreciate the music. By then, Zeus, now a bull, had sneakily entered the cave and seized back his Origin Artifact.


    By the time Typhon realized he had been ensnared, Zeus had already recovered his peak condition with the "Thunderbolt" and regathered the Pantheon of Gods to launch a counterattack.


    Eventually, the God King, clad in clouds as armor, wielding lightning as a spear, shielded by thunder, and shooting arrows of thunderbolts, rode the chariot of time from the Celestial Realm straight downward. Queen Hera to his left with a divine bow and Goddess Athena to his right with spear and shield, together with the Pantheon of Gods, completely defeated Typhon and his demon army and threw them into Tartarus Hell to be punished.

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    Apollo reviewed the entire sequence of the battle with Typhon, his eyes betraying contemplative thoughts.


    "You''re saying, learn from that progenitor of magic''s successful experience, and prevent him from touching his Origin Artifact?"


    "That''s what you came up with, it has nothing to do with me."


    Luo En raised his hands hastily, trying to clear himself of any involvement, his face feigning innocence, but his eyes were filled with malevolent hues.


    Well, Apollo wasn''t wrong, this was indeed the suggestion that dutiful son wanted to convey.


    Previously, Themis''s sword strike, risking fragmentation of her divinity, had already caused cracks in His Majesty the King of God''s royal authority, Zeus''s power certainly wasn''t as formidable as before.


    If, before the rebellion, they could find a way to strip Zeus of his arms, weaken his Divine Authority, and significantly reduce the strength he could wield.


    Then, with seven Chief Gods joining forces, they might very well overturn His Majesty the King of Gods.


    And according to the "Homer''s Epic," if it weren''t for the meddling of three Hundred-Handed Giants, the rebellion might have succeeded.


    Moreover, in the original history, only Hera, Apollo, Poseidon, and Athena, four Chief Gods participated in the rebellion, but now there were seven.


    Even if Hestia gifted her divinity to him and couldn''t join the battle, and Poseidon had become a solitary warrior with diminished Divine Authority, the current rebellious forces were undoubtedly stronger than those recorded in history.


    Considering this, Luo En didn''t mind lending a hand to these Chief Gods, coming up with a few more devious ideas, to fan the flames of rebellion in Olympus.


    After all, even if they failed, they could still further force Zeus''s trump cards and make His Majesty the King of Gods suffer.


    At this moment, Apollo, completely beguiled by the rebel leader, furrowed his brows in serious contemplation of the plan''s feasibility.


    "It won''t be easy, ever since the battle with Typhon, he''s been very cautious with his Divine Artifacts, and few know where those things are hidden."


    "We could go find the three Cyclops on Sicily."


    "?"


    "The Thunderbolt is immensely powerful and requires regular maintenance, and after all, they were the ones who forged this Origin Artifact for Zeus together; they must know more secrets about the Thunderbolt, and the Aegis Shield."


    Luo En spoke with a smile, actively offering suggestions to the rebel leader before him.


    The offspring of Heavenly Father Uranos and Mother Earth Gaea, aside from the Twelve Titans, included three battle-skilled Hundred-Handed Giants and three expert smithing Cyclops.


    Uranus, finding them noisy, had locked both the three Hundred-Handed Giants and the three Cyclops in Tartarus.


    Kronos, after overthrowing Uranus, also considered these six aberrant children to be dangerous, so he kept these brothers locked up in Tartarus as well.


    It wasn''t until Zeus sought to overthrow the rule of the Twelve Titans that he personally entered Tartarus to rescue these uncles and made pacts with them, leading to the six Titan Giants seeing the daylight once more and loyally serving Zeus, who had liberated them.


    Now the three Hundred-Handed Giants are stationed in the Primordial Ocean, guarding Poseidon; the three Cyclops, for the most part, live reclusively in the Volcanic Region, forging and maintaining Divine Artifacts for the gods.


    Apollo cast a dubious glance at someone, opening his mouth full of suspicion.


    "How do you know all of this?"


    "It''s common knowledge, my friend."


    Luo En answered as a matter of course, and then shifted the blame to the God of Craftsmanship


    "Moreover, Hephaestus mentioned it to me during an idle chat."


    ```


    "So that''s how it is. Hephaestus does often forge together with the Cyclops, and they are on good terms," Apollo nodded, apparently more inclined to believe the second assertion.


    In Sicily?


    The God of Light murmured outside the prison cell, his eyes shimmering with a profound glint.


    Luo En caught the chill in the depths of Apollo''s eyes and smiled silently.


    In the original course of history, Asclepius was struck dead with a Thunderbolt by Zeus for transgressing into the realm of immortality that only the gods could wield. An enraged Apollo, seeking vengeance for his son, murdered the three Cyclops who had forged the Thunderbolt for Zeus.


    It seems that this God of Light, to clear the path for the rebellion, is about to mercilessly strike down the poor three Cyclops again.


    "Fate," although subject to various deviations due to "chance" interventions, also corrects itself in strange ways to a certain extent, achieving a kind of marvelous closure.


    In a moment of reflection, Luo En couldn''t help but think of himself.


    After all, in the battle against Typhon, his maternal grandfather Cadmus had fetched back the Thunderbolt for Zeus, which resulted in being rewarded with the foundation of Thebes.


    After the battle against Typhon, he, the grandson, was born, and now he was assisting the rebels in Olympus, stealing Zeus''s Thunderbolt��was this another form of closure?


    The dutiful son chuckled sarcastically and then turned to Apollo outside the prison door, offering a friendly reminder.


    "The time is almost up. If there''s nothing else you wish to ask, you should head back. It''s better to be cautious these days."


    Apollo nodded subconsciously, turned, and walked towards the exit of the prison, ready to go back and thoroughly digest the valuable information gained from the conversation.


    However, just as he was about to step out of the prison door, the God of Light seemed to remember something, stopped, turned his head toward Luo En inside the cell, and spoke with grave seriousness.


    "Wait for us, we will save you."


    Having said this, Apollo did not linger any longer, leaving a dashing figure as he disappeared into the twilight of Olympus.


    After what felt like an eternity, Luo En shivered violently, snapping out of his daze, and quickly reinforced a particular mental stamp in his mind.


    I''m straight, not bent!


    ~~


    The long night was sleepless, from moonset to sunrise.


    "Creak~~"


    The familiar sound of the prison door being pushed and pulled echoed for the sixth time.


    Luo En, crouching in the corner, opened his eyes and looked at the figure outside the prison door.


    A man! Male upon male?


    The moment he confirmed the other''s gender; the psychologically shadowed ironclad straight man subconsciously leaned further into the corner.


    But then he snapped out of it, his gaze touching upon the face in the dark that commanded authority without anger and could not help but feel a chill settle in his heart.


    It was Zeus!


    The Divine King, having finished his escapades outside, had finally come home.


    ```

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    It was that woman!


    Zeus''s heart chilled, and he immediately opened the barrier, speaking solemnly.


    "What happened? Be more specific!"


    Under that slightly ghastly scrutiny, Luo En dared not hide anything and began to recount his previous experience.


    "As you know, pressured by the Hundred-Handed Giants, I accidentally took shelter in the Sea God Temple..."


    Hearing the words "accidentally," Zeus glanced at the embarrassed person in question, scoffed lightly, and gestured for him to continue.


    Seeing that Zeus was not pursuing further, Luo En completely relaxed and hastily gathered his courage to continue pondering.


    "But as soon as I entered, it felt strange, as if I had collided with a mass of black fog unconsciously..."


    As he spoke, the Luo En in his recollection showed a face filled with fear and afterthought.


    "At that instant, I felt as if I were dead, my soul being gradually consumed and my consciousness dragged into an endless darkness. Fortunately, the commotion of Poseidon fighting with the three Hundred-Handed Giants flung the entire Sea God Temple, possibly making her worried about being exposed, so she chose to flee, and I managed to break free from that weird state. I thought it was an illusion initially, but as I kept having these strange dreams recently and noticed this strange mark on my body, I confirmed that everything that happened before was real."


    "Not just real, you nearly lost your life!"


    Zeus scoffed coldly, his eyes emitting a deep darkness.


    No wonder Peleus had been chasing Tethys for so long, and no one dared to show up at sea;


    No wonder Tethys, despite calling out thousands of times outside, Poseidon stayed hidden in the Sea God Temple and refused to come out;


    No wonder as soon as the three brothers of the Hundred-Handed Giants got close to that place, his normally timid brother immediately picked up the Trident and began fighting with the Hundred-Handed Giants;


    Turns out, Poseidon had been colluding with that person from the Netherworld all along.


    He just mentioned that his brother had just finished serving his sentence in Thessaly, so how could he have returned to the Sea of Okeanos and started recklessly conspiring with other marine gods?


    Discovering the "truth," Zeus looked up at Luo En, a cold smile appearing on his face.


    "So, is this why you hid outside for so long? Until you couldn''t solve the problem with your body, then you came to find me?"


    "Yes, somewhat..."


    Luo En admitted sheepishly, looking down, but he did not forget to try to defend himself.


    "But my loyalty to you and Tethys is genuine!"


    Zeus scoffed coldly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.


    He didn''t care whether the young man opposite him was genuinely loyal or not, as he had the divine seal of the covenant and could sort out this youth anytime from the soul level. These were all trivial matters to him.


    What truly concerned him was Hecate.


    That woman had mixed with Poseidon��was it a personal decision, or did the gods of the Netherworld and the marine gods form an alliance?


    Zeus pondered deeply, his gaze flickering mysteriously.


    The Sea of Okeanos and the Netherworld already had related passages, and the triple copper walls separating the sea bottom and the Netherworld were personally monitored by Poseidon.


    Once the two parties formed an alliance, his good brother could easily open the three copper walls, quickly merge with the gods of the Netherworld, and pose a threat to him and even the entire Olympus.


    Indeed, his command to the three Hundred-Handed Giants to sink Atlantis and guard the Primordial Ocean had been the right move.


    This warning was the same.


    And it seemed he had been too lenient.


    As Zeus was deep in thought, Luo En couldn''t help but step forward and cautiously inquire.


    "Your Majesty, is it possible to remove this seal?"


    "It''s possible, but it''s been too long, forcibly removing it would tear apart your soul as well," Zeus replied indifferently, his look towards Luo En carrying a hint of disappointment.


    He had thought him a pawn worth cultivating, but it turned out he was a dispensable piece that wouldn''t last long.


    Although in the Sea God Temple, this youth had barely escaped one catastrophe, Hecate had already implanted a divine seal on him; sooner or later by means of dreams and the power over the soul, she would pull him into the Netherworld.


    As long as the informed were silenced, the secrets of the Sea God Temple would remain unknown to anyone.


    Although he could manipulate Poseidon as he pleased, he could not trouble the Goddess of Mingyue without any evidence.


    Luo En was not surprised by Zeus''s response or disappointment.


    If Hecate''s divine seal were so easy to remove, he would have already instructed Hades, Persephone, and Athena to take action.


    Once His Majesty, the King of Gods, realized that this pawn would soon be useless, his level of interest would naturally wane.


    However, reigniting His Majesty, the King of Gods'' interest was effortlessly simple for Luo En.


    "Could you then bestow upon me some divine power?"


    "What do you plan to do?"


    "My life isn''t that easy to take, and since she means to harm me, I''d rather fight tooth and nail, even if it means going down together, just to bite her back!"


    Luo En''s expression was fierce as he continued to express his heartfelt sincerity.


    "Besides, she harbors harmful intentions against you as well, and by acting this way, I''m also repaying the kindness you and Tethys have shown me."


    "Very well, I agree."


    Zeus, touched by that earnest reply, made a solemn promise with a serious expression.


    "Once this rebellion is quelled, and should you survive, I will personally officiate your wedding with Tethys!"


    But beneath the generous encouragement of the Divine King was still a chilling undertone.


    He didn''t care about the lives of his wife and children, how could he truly care about an outsider.


    His choice to support and generously assist was merely because this young man was right.


    The collusion between Hecate and Poseidon was indeed a threat to his throne.


    Given that, a forceful response was necessary.


    On one hand, he ordered the three Hundred-Handed Giants to defend the Primordial Ocean, cutting off any connection between the sea and the Netherworld while also seeking an opportunity to deal a blow to his own brother, letting him completely abandon any thoughts of disputing the throne;


    on the other hand, whether Hecate intended to silence him or use his form as a stepping stone to meddle with the divine authority in Olympus, he could simply turn her plans against her, using this vicious dog to tear a piece of flesh from the Goddess of the Underworld.


    ��He was also eager to test the Divinity of "Chance" that could break through Fate.


    In the end, there were only two possible outcomes.


    This lad would get through this, live on, marry Tethys, and continue to serve him;


    If the lad couldn''t bear it and died, according to the contract, he would obtain a fragment of the soul imbued with the power of chance, giving him solid evidence of Hecate''s unrest, allowing him to negotiate for more privileges with The Three Fates:


    Since whatever choice he made would be advantageous, Zeus naturally didn''t mind giving the young fellow enough incentive to willingly face death.


    Was this, in a sense, a form of end-of-life care?


    Zeus placed a hand on Luo En''s shoulder, looking upon him with great esteem.


    "Do as you''ve said, I trust you."


    Feeling that overwhelming divinity surge into his body, Luo En immediately showed an excitement as if eager to rush to his death, and declared loudly,


    "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will not disappoint you!"


    Zeus, upon hearing this, displayed a faint trace of annoyance.


    "Still calling me ''Your Majesty''?"


    Immediately, Luo En understood, his lips quivering as he stuttered out a certain title.


    "Father, Father God?"


    "Ah, both Tethys and I will be waiting for you."


    Zeus nodded, showing a satisfied and affectionate smile.


    Similarly, Luo En also smiled, radiantly and blissfully.


    The two figures, standing face to face in the prison, resembled a loving and harmonious father and son duo.

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    On the next day, Luo En, who had been released from prison, drove a bronze chariot towards Mount Etna, the abode of the Craftsman God Hephaestus, under the watchful eye of a certain loving father.


    He did not take any detours or look back but went straight into the familiar cave.


    Because the "Phoenix" had already taken residence within him, the whole volcano was dormant, and the once scorching magma chamber had become quite cool.


    As usual, the two metallic maidens guarding the gate led him into the forge to meet with Hephaestus.


    Seeing Luo En appear before him in one piece, the Craftsman God couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, his bloodshot eyes brimming with profound resentment.


    "You have finally returned. Do you have any idea how since you were thrown into the Olympus prison, my foster mother has been crying out to me day and night through the Resonance Technique? I haven''t had a good night''s sleep in such a long time."


    Hearing this, Luo En couldn''t help but laugh and cry at Hephaestus''s misfortune and was moved by the concern that Thetis had shown.


    It was clear that since her ordeal with the enforced marriage with Peleus, she had lost all hope in the sea gods and those so-called relatives and saw him almost as a pillar of mental support.


    "Nah, first I''ll give you two jars to whet your appetite. When we have our grand wedding, you can have as much as you want!"


    Hephaestus caught the ambrosia wine tossed to him, paused for a moment, then looked at Luo En incredulously.


    "Will the old man agree to Thetis marrying you?"


    "Because, I paid a price."


    Luo En smiled and promptly extended his arm, activating the Mark of Thunder on it.


    In an instant, the color drained from Hephaestus''s face as he stood before the forging table, and the faint hope he had harbored for the Father God vanished in a puff of smoke.


    Indeed, he was still the same calculative person to the bone and never believed he was wrong in the entire affair.


    If that''s the case, then don''t blame us for following your tradition and showing our dutiful filial piety!


    Hephaestus snorted coldly and then moved forward to pat Luo En on the shoulder, speaking in a comforting tone.


    "Don''t worry, in time, we might be able to help you break free from the divine seal''s bond."


    "Yeah, I''ll be waiting."


    As the dog-headed military advisor working behind the scenes, Luo En naturally understood the hidden meaning in the Craftsman God''s words. He nodded in agreement while extending his chained and shackled hands with a smile, as a reminder.


    "But, can you unlock these first? They''re pretty heavy to travel with."


    "Don''t you have the key yourself?"


    "You have to go through with the act completely. If the Chief God found out about our little manoeuvres, wouldn''t that implicate you too?"


    "..."


    Hephaestus rolled his eyes and fumbled through his toolbox, tossing another key of the same make.


    Luo En caught the key, unlocked his shackles while asking nonchalantly.


    "The last one? There aren''t any others, right?"


    "Don''t worry, as you instructed, I''ve destroyed the molds for the shackles and the keys. No one will use these to lock or coerce you anymore," Hephaestus answered listlessly, internally cursing to himself.


    This set of fetters had consumed a large amount of rare materials, and they had been specifically fused with his unique Divine Blood, plus Hephaestus''s unparalleled craftsmanship. Even with the molds, they would have been impossible to replicate. He really didn''t understand why the youngster was being so cautious.


    Upon hearing the Craftsman God''s assurance, Luo En completely relaxed and placed the unlocked shackles into the Magic Circle Diagram, then reached out his right hand.


    "What for?"


    Hephaestus, with both jars of ambrosia wine behind him, looked on guard.


    "Don''t worry, no one''s competing with you for that," said Luo En with a bitter smile, shaking his head and explaining reluctantly, "It''s only right to exchange courtesies. I have a small gift for you."


    Immediately, a golden arc of lightning flickered in his open palm, and the stern and fierce aura radiated majestically.


    "Divinity of Zeus?!"


    The answer escaped Hephaestus''s lips as his expression changed slightly.


    Luo En nodded, a mocking smile spreading across his face.


    "That''s right, the Chief God thinks highly of me and even gave me this for protection. If you keep some as a sample, you should be able to forge a more suitable ''sample'' for him."


    Hephaestus gave a deep look at Luo En in front of him upon hearing the words.


    Clearly, "that matter", this lad was also in the know.


    Then, without saying much more, the God of Craftsmanship turned around, took out a small crystal bottle from his toolbox, and captured a strand of the Divinity of Zeus to be used as material for what followed.


    Having confirmed that Hephaestus had accepted his "gift", Luo En nodded with satisfaction, his anticipation for the spectacle about to unfold increasing even more.


    In the first volume of the "Iliad", it is mentioned that including Hera, Poseidon, and Pallas Athena initiated a rebellion, using specially made chains to bind Zeus, suppressing the Divine Power of that Divine King...


    The craftsmanship of Craftsman God Hephaestus, his son had personally experienced it, it was unquestionable.


    Out of "filial piety", of course, he would also custom-fabricate a set for his newly recognized "adoptive father".


    "Alright, if there''s nothing else, you can go back now. Don''t let them get anxious waiting for you," Hephaestus said after exchanging a few polite words, waving his hand to dismiss Luo En. His voice gradually took on a deeper meaning, "Moreover, Mount Etna has gone out, I need to find a new forging location to prepare properly."


    What he was preparing for was self-evident.


    Luo En nodded, rose to bid farewell to Hephaestus, and steered his Bronze Chariot parked outside the cave, heading towards Athens.


    But as the chariot left the domain of Mount Etna, he took the key that Hephaestus had initially asked him to keep private, flickered with light at the fingertips, and in an instant disintegrated it into nothingness.


    Done!


    Playing with the only other key he had left, Luo En snapped his fingers in satisfaction.


    Although he trusted the character of that God of Craftsmanship, one cannot be too sure he won''t be deceived by others, or because of a mistake, allow this key to slip out.


    At that time, the "surprise" he had prepared for his own master would have an additional risk involved.


    For safety''s sake, better to keep the only key in his own hands.


    Next, it''s time for me to make some preparations and properly "honor" another elder.


    Smirking, Luo En pulled the reins in his hand, lowering the height of his chariot, camouflaging his tracks with the shelter of the woods, heading towards his home turf, War God Mountain.


    However, not long into the journey, he almost collided with another chariot racing head-on towards him.


    "Apollo?"


    Luo En, who managed to stop his chariot in a hurry, looked at the blond, blue-eyed handsome driver on the opposite chariot, and was slightly taken aback. He then turned his gaze to the back seat, his surprise intensifying.


    "Aphrodite? What are you doing here too?"


    Indeed, the one seated in the back was none other than the God of Love, who had been missing for a long while.


    Without waiting for Aphrodite to speak, Apollo answered first.


    "We just went to Sicily for a spin, right? I happened to come across Aphrodite being held hostage by some Cyclops on the island, so I just made a move and rescued her."


    Under Apollo''s profound gaze, the God of Love on the chariot nodded with a look of resentment and helplessness, her gaze towards Luo En filled with frustration and resignation.


    As a former accomplice of the God of Love, Luo En of course knew why Aphrodite ran off to Sicily��to seclude herself with her lover Adonis.


    Similarly, as an accomplice of the other party, he also knew why Apollo went to Sicily�� to steal the "Thunderbolt", eliminate the three Cyclops, and stake out the situation in advance.


    Putting together the evasive attitudes of the two parties involved, Luo En more or less guessed what had happened.


    During his reconnaissance, Apollo stumbled upon Aphrodite on Sicily, hiding away in pleasure with her lover Adonis, and thus used this as leverage to pull the God of Love into the plot.


    After all, Aphrodite was giving up a good life for nothing; visiting the mountain at this time, one didn''t need to think too hard to guess why.


    And considering Adonis''s absence from Aphrodite''s side, Luo En figured that pretty boy was most likely held hostage by Apollo.


    Well done, my brother-in-law, you''ve made some quick progress.


    Luo En gave the God of Light, who had once seemed so upright but was now completely darkened, a meaningful look, shaking his head inwardly with sarcasm.


    In the original rebellion, only Hera, Poseidon, and Pallas Athena among the Twelve Olympians were named, with Apollo accidentally discovering their plot and being coerced into joining.


    Now the tables had turned, with Apollo becoming the leader of the rebels, and in turn, bringing the unfortunate God of Love up to Olympus, coercing her into joining the conspiracy.


    People, in the end, become what they despise the most.


    And now, it seems the entire Twelve Olympians were involved, either directly or indirectly, in this rebellion, which truly made it worth the wait.


    After silently lamenting for a while, Luo En saw through it but kept quiet about it. After exchanging a few words of pleasantries with the two gods, he continued to steer his Bronze Chariot towards War God Mountain.

 Chapter 411 281: The Moment When the Peach Ripens

    After a day and night''s journey, the clerk of Crete Island, having spent months wandering abroad, finally returned to his loyal War God Mountain.


    "Did you get it?"


    The awaiting Athena assessed Luo En for a moment before speaking with interest, her perception as sharp as ever.


    Luo En helplessly nodded, the sense of achievement from deceiving the various Chief Gods completely dissipated from his heart.


    It must be said that having such an exceedingly intelligent leader to report to could inevitably lead to frustration.


    If he couldn''t topple her, he might never have his day in the sun.


    A meaningful glint flashed across Luo En''s eyes, but he quickly reined in his thoughts and asked in a deep voice.


    "What about the things and the place I asked for?"


    "Don''t worry, everything''s prepared, just as you said," Athena assured him.


    After her words, Athena led Luo En to the peak of War God Mountain. After surveying the rugged rocks and withered grass for a moment, she brushed aside a large cyan-gray boulder, revealing a Magic Circle Diagram hidden beneath.


    The starlight twinkled within, reflecting the stars in the sky.


    The base seemed to be founded on the Star Disk of Greece.


    After pondering for a moment, Athena reached into the center of the Star Disk, skillfully catching several stray stars and moving them to their correct positions.


    Hum!


    Suddenly, the Star Disk brightened, a surge of golden light shooting into the sky, bringing a strong tremor of Aether. War God Mountain shook beneath their feet, and marble steps spread upwards, leading to the arch-shaped curtain of light.


    Caught by the awe-inspiring sight, Luo En couldn''t help but look astonished.


    War God Mountain had this kind of place? He had no idea!


    Athena caught the surprise on his face, a look of pride flickering through her eyes. She then pulled the still-dazed Luo En forward and reminded him leisurely.


    "Get ready, we''re about to enter the true Sanctuary."


    As her voice echoed, Athena strode forward, pulling Luo En into the swirling golden glow.


    Soon after, Luo En understood what Athena meant by "get ready."


    The moment the two stepped through the Light Gate, the ground disappeared beneath their feet, the howling wind in their ears, and the sensation of weightlessness overcame them.


    This was... high altitude!


    Caught off guard, Luo En stumbled and began to plummet.


    Moments later, he managed to steady himself, landing on a floating rock, turning back to Athena with a complaint on his face.


    "Setting the connection point of the Teleportation Array in mid-air, that was really mean of you."


    "It serves as a defense against outsiders and as an early warning, doesn''t it? Anyway, except for a select few, no one knows about this place, virtually eliminating the chance of accidental entry," Athena defended with righteousness, then unfolded her golden wings and flew across the void in front of the Light Gate, landing gracefully on a small floating island connected to the steps, gesturing to Luo En.


    "Follow me, this way."


    With the previous incident in mind, Luo En didn''t rush to step forward but looked around. His pupils gradually dilated, and his face showed a look of shock.


    Is this the real "Sanctuary"?!


    Looking around, the boundless sky above shone with stars, their brilliant light like jewels adorning the heavens, within arm''s reach.


    Underneath the stars lay a vast and glorious world, containing the primal Chaos and vastness of the ancient times, with floating islands of various sizes appearing and disappearing among the clouds, arranged as meticulously as stars reflecting the celestial palaces on the ground.


    On these islands, some were verdant with red flowers and willows, lush with vegetation; some had babbling streams and undulating hills; some had broad plains with thriving fruits and vegetables; some glimmered with crystalline luster, radiating precious brilliance; some had towering pillars, with palaces standing tall...


    The interconnected islands seemed like a separate paradise of the Gods.


    Luo En counted and saw that there were a total of eighty-eight large islands, each with a grand palace guarding crucial points, shining with lights of blue, silver, and gold, seemingly corresponding to the constellations of the Star Disk of Greece.


    Among them, the most splendid Twelve Golden Sanctuaries positioned at the center of the starry sky, formed a dazzling ring of stars, standing guard in front of three massive statues of Goddesses.


    The Goddess on the left, wearing a laurel crown and clad in armor, held a shield to protect the weak and a spear to confront strong foes. Her spirited demeanor, like the thunder in the sky and the raging waves of the deep sea, fully displayed the vitality and defiance intrinsic to life.


    The Goddess on the right, with a blindfold lightly covering her face, held a balance scale in one hand and a holy sword in the other, symbolizing judgment and punishment, utterly impartial and incorruptible, representing the order from the stars and the morality within the heart.


    The central Goddess, wearing a simple long dress with hands clasped before her chest, guarded the eternal flame in her bosom, dispelling darkness and bringing light, her affection for humanity and joy for life flowing in her gaze.


    The three distinctive statues represented none other than the Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare Athena, the Goddess of Justice and Law Themis, and the Goddess of the Hearth and Home Hestia.


    Luo En turned to Athena and voiced his amazement.


    "When did you manage to set up all this?"


    "While you were gallivanting around outside," Athena hummed with a jab, her face expressing unmistakable pride.


    This construction was outrageous! And to have completed it under the watchful eye of Zeus!


    Filtering out the mockery in her words, Luo En admired the structures that represented both classical artistic beauty and magical defensive capabilities, and turned to Athena with a silent, mocking thought.


    Sister, with your skills in construction, will you take over the Divine Office of overseeing construction sites in the future?


    "The space within the Sanctuary has been specially treated by my Authority; it''s easy to get lost without guidance. Stick close to me!"


    Athena''s solemn voice interrupted Luo En''s thoughts, and she led him toward the vast floating island and temple beneath the feet of the three goddess statues in the starry sky, linked like petals.


    The temple was their destination.


    To pass through the entire Sanctuary, which had been specially treated in space, and reach their destination, there was theoretically only one path to take.


    "According to my design, outsiders need to pass through the Twelve Constellation Palaces that make up the main body of the Sanctuary, and theoretically, each Palace should have a Demigod or Gold Saint as its guardian. In order, corresponding to the astrology, they are Aries Palace, Taurus Palace, Gemini Palace, Cancer Palace, Leo Palace, Virgo Palace, Libra Palace, Scorpio Palace, Sagittarius Palace, Capricorn Palace, Aquarius Palace, and Pisces Palace.


    At the endpoint, awaiting them would be the Altar Seat responsible for guarding the [Holy Temple], coordinating in the center. Depending on the severity of the situation, he would decide whether to awaken the Lesser Deities of the three goddesses or the goddesses themselves.


    Additionally, learning from the experience of the battle at Crete Island, the entire [Sanctuary] is actually an integrated offensive and defensive entity. The zodiac is the axis. Silver and Bronze Saints scattered in other Constellation Palaces are interconnected and can converge at the Twelve Palaces of Yellow Island or inside the [Holy Temple] at a moment''s notice through the connection of the Eighty-Eight Constellations..."


    On the way, Athena couldn''t help but boast about her masterpieces, painstakingly describing her careful designs to Luo En at her side.


    Luo En listened quietly, nodding in appreciation at certain features or asking for more details, offering his own suggestions and opinions without any sign of perfunctory or impatience.


    As the Goddess of Wisdom, few could match her in cunning or foresight.


    She was too lonely.


    Finding the rare time to walk together and feel her heart beneath the protective shell, Luo En naturally did his best to accommodate.


    After all, this part of the journey was not long, but the road ahead would be far.


    "It''s a pity, with that Father God watching, there aren''t many heroes I can recruit. I also don''t want to reveal the secrets of the [Sanctuary] to them, so now this is just a glamorous shell."


    Athena looked back at the empty Twelve Zodiac Palaces and the equally silent other Constellation Palaces and Floating Islands, her face full of regret.


    "Don''t worry, there will be. Everything will come," Luo En softly comforted, his gaze filled with an indescribable determination and depth.


    Athena nodded and led Luo En onto the destination''s floating island, arriving at the spacious square.


    Suddenly, the altars in front of the statues of Hestia and Themis, one holding a golden flame and the other a sheathed long sword, caught his attention.


    "That is...?"


    "Yes, just as you''re thinking," Athena nodded and responded quietly, "They are sleeping below, one due to shattered divinity, the other due to missing divinity..."


    Upon hearing this, a wave of complex emotions surged in Luo En''s heart.


    "Enough, don''t put on that sad face. Their sleep is only temporary, not a matter of life and death. As long as we collect enough faith for them in the future, they will surely awaken," Athena waved her hand and then pointed to the void beneath the floating island where starlight converged and flowed, her tone slightly irritated as she added, "Besides, the fundamental strength of the Sanctuary itself can also provide some power for their recovery, it just takes a longer time."


    Luo En nodded, not dwelling on these inconsequentials.


    Whether it be Themis or Hestia, they had chosen to place their all on him.


    As long as he was alive, as long as he could win, he would eventually awaken Themis and Hestia.


    To lighten the somewhat somber mood, Luo En pointed to the statues and altar belonging to Athena and teasingly asked, "So, is yours ready as well?"


    Hearing that deliberate misdirection, Athena couldn''t help but give Luo En a white look, "I really don''t understand why I would prepare such a thing."


    "You can be caught off guard too?" Luo En asked smilingly, his face teasing.


    "I just don''t want to bother with such insignificant trifles." Athena snorted lightly, proudly turning away to maintain her dignity. She didn''t continue to question and led Luo En into the Holy Temple.


    In an instant, the light vanished, darkness emerged, and an indescribable sense of confinement and isolation spread.


    It was as if everything around them lacked time, space, and dimensions.


    As Athena lit a wisp of starlight at her fingertips, Luo En saw the full picture of the [Holy Temple].


    ���� This was a man-made cave, the dark stone walls completely etched with dense runes, leaving no gaps, countless starlights twinkling within the inscriptions, like a miniature universe.


    After carefully examining the stone walls and runes around him, Luo En suddenly realized.


    "We''re in the heart of War God Mountain?"


    It turned out, the so-called [Holy Temple] was just a ruse; its true identity was a [Prison] for the imprisonment of deities.


    "Correct, this is your main battlefield. The strength of the entire Sanctuary can be at your disposal at a critical moment," Athena nodded, her smile confident and cool.


    "As long as she dares to come, she''ll definitely get more than she bargained for!"


    "While that''s true, to be safe, after my preparations here are complete, help me bring one more person in," Luo En said.


    "Who?"


    "Melinoe!" Luo En uttered the answer leisurely, a sly smile on his face.


    "Ask her if she wants to play big, to plot a shocking conspiracy with me."


    Athena looked deeply at Luo En, without saying much but nodding slightly. She then got up and left the [Holy Temple] to prepare outside.


    As the reassuring and imposing figure disappeared into the starlight, Luo En shook his head, sat down on the ground, and began to absorb the Divinity of Zeus within him, forming the twelfth incarnation and slowly ripening the [fruit] upon him.


    ~~


    Days later, a loud eagle''s cry echoed in the dark space, and a pair of purple eyes slowly opened, shining like lightning!


    At the same time, his body emitted waves of faint fragrance, like a ripe peach, tempting and juicy to certain beings, the perfect moment for harvest and tasting.

 Chapter 412 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox

    It was done, the twentieth incarnation��[Eagle]!


    In the darkness, Luo En''s mind moved, and the gold wheel behind him turned to the twelfth slot. A black-feathered eagle with golden pupils emerged, flapping its wings and crying out. Suddenly, thunderbolts fiercely surrounded them, and a wild wind began to blow.


    ��Galloping through the sky, commanding the thunderbolt, the [Eagle] possessed both speed and the divinity of destruction.


    Everything, indeed, was as he had thought.


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction and then gave a comforting look to a struggling figure in the corner, patiently waiting for that master to arrive.


    However, after two days and two nights.


    The figure in the corner collapsed headfirst, and a faint sound of teeth grinding could be heard.


    Luo En, with bloodshot eyes, gradually turned pale, staring straight at the silent cave entrance and the sanctuary, cursing inwardly.


    She didn''t take the bait directly? This vixen is quite cautious.


    It seems, I need to turn up the heat.


    Luo En''s eyes flickered slightly, and he pulled out the Gorgoneion Emblem hanging on his chest, activating the Magic Circle Diagram on it.


    At the same time, Athena, who was guarding the Great Temple, slowly opened her eyes. After pondering for a moment, as if making up her mind, she raised her hand to sketch several Hermes Script lines in the air and whispered.


    "Take action..."


    Almost the moment Athena uttered these words, three golden lights streaked with a sharp breaking sound, shooting into a volcanic lava cave in Sicily.


    "Puff! Puff! Puff!"


    In an instant, three Cyclops, who were forging Divine Artifacts by the geothermal heat, perished before they could even scream. The three golden light streams penetrated them from their single eye to the back of their head. As they fell, their bodies were covered in golden flames and were instantly turned to ash.


    Meanwhile, the King of Olympus, who was in a marsh, as usual busy in liaisons, suddenly stood up, sensing something, and roared in fury.


    "Who? Who did this?!"


    The sky was covered with dense clouds, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. The divinity emanating from Zeus mercilessly electrocuted the Nymph below, who was softly enticing him, into charcoal.


    But the Divine King didn''t even glance at her; his face was filled with dark shadows.


    In the past, the Titan King Cronos, believing that the Cyclops and Hundred-Handed Giants might threaten his reign, imprisoned them in Tartarus and had the dragon Campe guard them. Later, when Zeus was preparing to overthrow the rule of the Twelve Titans and establish a new order, he entered Tartarus Hell on the advice of the original Goddess of Wisdom, Metis, killed Campe, and freed the three Cyclops and three Hundred-Handed Giants from their seals.


    In return, the three Hundred-Handed Giants and three Cyclops swore loyalty to Zeus and formed a covenant with him.


    Therefore, when the three Cyclops died, he could clearly feel the disruption in the covenant.


    But who had the audacity to target his craftsmen?


    Honor challenged, this was an insolence Zeus could not tolerate. He immediately stirred the wind and thunder, transformed into a black eagle, and with his wings flapped towards Olympus, hidden among the stars.


    Meanwhile, Athena stood up and walked outside the Temple, watching the entire Greece under a sky filled with lightning and thunder, and the Sacred Flame lit upon Mount Olympus, her lips curling into a pleased smile.


    It had begun...


    Subsequently, the Goddess of Wisdom spread her golden wings and soared towards the Celestial Realm.


    And as Athens'' Guardian God officially left her territory, Luo En in the shadows narrowed his eyes, murmuring softly.


    This time, I don''t believe you can hold back.


    Divine Power surged, the rich scent of [Fruit] continuously emanating in the darkness, flowing into the air, the earth, and the Underworld.


    "Gurgle~~"


    The goddess by the banks of the Styx involuntarily swallowed, her ink-dark figure gradually becoming lighter and fainter.


    ~~


    A path, inherently, does not exist or not exist; where people walk in abundance, even through thorny wilderness and winding labyrinths, a passage can be forged.


    And as the guide at the crossroads, the goddess in charge of [Paths] and [Opportunities], there was almost nothing that could truly hinder her arrival.


    After waiting a day and a night, Luo En slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the old acquaintance walking from the darkness, lantern in hand.


    "To have matured so quickly, you truly are far more excellent than I had anticipated." Hecate sincerely praised her own disciple, her gaze filled with intense heat and desire, involuntarily swallowing.


    "Thank you for your praise." Luo En half-smilingly responded, tentatively speaking, "So, how about we make a deal, coexist peacefully, what do you think?"


    "I''d like that too." Hecate chuckled and shook her head, looking helpless but interested, "But you smell so good."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En sighed in resignation.


    "I knew you didn''t mean well."


    "Children differentiate between good and bad, right and wrong; adults only see advantages and disadvantages."


    Hecate smiled as she spoke, earnestly educating her disciple.


    "Indeed." Luo En nodded as if he agreed with the logic, then abruptly threw a pebble toward the corner.


    Accompanied by a crisp sound, a young girl who had been awakened from her sleep opened her eyes to see Hecate emerging from the cave, struggling while displaying an expression of desperate joy.


    "Teacher, save me!"


    "Melinoe?"


    Upon seeing her disciple tied to the corner pillar, Hecate paused momentarily, then looked astonished at her own disciple.


    "She''s actually in your hands!"


    Since the turmoil in Elysian Fields had occurred, Melinoe, who should have been under her supervision, had disappeared.

 Chapter 413 282: The Imprisonment of the Mother Fox_2

    Although various clues indicated that the girl had secretly escaped on her own, as a guardian, the disappearance of the daughter of the Underworld King was not something she could easily excuse herself from.


    At first, she thought that Hades and Persephone, being overly devoted parents, had hidden Melinoe away, so she tried several times to get close to them in an attempt to discover Melinoe''s whereabouts.


    However, after digging up the entire Netherworld, even searching through Persephone''s garden thoroughly, she still couldn''t find any trace of Melinoe.


    It turned out that the girl wasn''t in the Netherworld at all, but had been abducted to the present world by the young man before her.


    At that moment, a main culprit pulled out the seized "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" and held it against Melinoe''s pale neck, smiling amiably at Hecate.


    "Master, you wouldn''t want the Underworld King''s daughter to come to harm in your hands, would you?"


    "Do you think having her lets you blackmail me?" Hecate retorted with a smile, dismissively, "She''s Hades''s daughter. What does she have to do with me?"


    Luo En didn''t waste words; he slightly intensified his grip, and the bent blade of the "Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction" carved a blood trail on Melinoe''s neck.


    "Stop!" Seeing that the other side seemed really about to proceed harshly, Hecate hurriedly intervened, her face a mix of annoyance and resentment, "Using my disciple to threaten me, don''t you think that''s a bit despicable?"


    "Kids worry about noble and despicable, adults only consider pros and cons, isn''t that what you''ve said?"


    Luo En looked at Hecate, his eyes mocking.


    "How about it, I''ve learned quite well, haven''t I?"


    "..."


    Caught off-guard by her own teachings, Hecate was at a loss for words, only managing to waves her hands in displeasure.


    "Speak, what do you want?"


    "It''s simple, we negotiate..."


    Just as Luo En began to speak, he felt a wind behind his head, and his body flew out a hundred-some meters as if struck by lightning.


    And the Netherworld Goddess, who had been ready to lower her stance and negotiate terms, had unexpectedly appeared behind Luo En.


    "How about that, my acting wasn''t too bad, was it?"


    Hecate mockingly looked at her disciple sprawled on the ground, while reaching her hand out to untie Melinoe standing in front of a pillar.


    [Pathways] are everywhere; her authority allowed her to easily cross any barrier and somewhat ignore distances.


    Besides, as the goddess in charge of witchcraft, the matriarch of the Netherworld, this young fellow paled in comparison to her in both strength and cunning.


    Trying to outsmart the Heavenly Formation was a bit too presumptuous.


    "Click~!"


    At the same time, a crisp metallic vibration sounded in front of Hecate.


    By the time she came to her senses, she found a pair of shackles on her wrists, with the divine power inside her body feeling like stagnant, frozen springs, hard to mobilize.


    "How about that, my acting was also pretty good, wasn''t it, teacher?"


    The quietly presented ''teacher''s gift'' from Melinoe, revealed a smug smile, celebrating the successful execution of the conspiracy.


    At the same time, several magic circle diagrams lit up on the surrounding stone walls, and numerous chains slithered out like serpents, binding Hecate tightly between three circles within and three without, securely tied to a pillar.


    "Well played, well played; I''ll have the Academy of Athens award you the Best Actress Award later."


    Luo En responded languidly from the ground, adjusting his creaking neck as he stood up, his gaze filled with silent resentment.


    "But next time, remember to make your expression less rich and act faster."


    "You''ve got the nerve to say!"


    Melinoe turned around, rubbing the barely hurting cut on her neck, glaring at her partner, and complaining indignantly.


    "We said just to put on a show, and you really went for it!"


    "To deceive others, first deceive yourself."


    Luo En answered uncompromisingly, his face showing no guilt.


    "What we are dealing with used to be the Goddess of Conspiracy, your dear teacher. Being cautious is never wrong."


    Watching the bickering duo before her, Hecate realized she had been thoroughly tricked by her beloved disciple and grand-disciple.


    "When did you two team up?" she asked, quite curious.


    Hearing that familiar voice, Melinoe, who had just been shouting, instinctively shut her mouth and hid behind a certain "good brother," firmly shielding him.


    Obviously, Hecate had left quite a few scars in her young mind.


    Look at your pitiful look!


    Luo En lamented inwardly as he glanced at Melinoe dismissively before turning to look at Hecate tied to the pillar, answering with a faint smile.


    "Since we were in the Underworld."


    "I might have underestimated that Underworld King and my own disciple."


    Hecate, having picked up the underlying message, looked at her disciple and grand-disciple in front of her with a measure of satisfaction.


    "You did well; even I was fooled. Congratulations on successfully completing your apprenticeship."


    Luo En disregarded the praise, his smile ambiguous as he focused on the restless wrists behind the pillar, speaking hauntingly.


    "Don''t waste your efforts; this pair of shackles was specially prepared for you; escaping won''t be so easy."


    His ploys to stall for time and divert attention fully seen through, Hecate, repeatedly struggling in vain, felt very deflated and somewhat resignedly lowered her somewhat swollen wrists, looking resentfully at Melinoe nearby.


    "To think I wanted to save you, yet you ended up stabbing me in the back; all my trust in you as a teacher was in vain."


    Her own "Pathway" authority, capable of offense and defense, would have prevented any closeness if not for insider information, even if the young rascal before her wanted to set a trap.


    Clearly, before coming to War God Mountain, the secrets she bore had been thoroughly exposed.

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    "Enough with that, you''re just afraid of the Underworld King and Queen of the Underworld holding you accountable. If you really cared so much for Melinoe, why didn''t you send her back to her parents?"


    Luo En snorted coldly as he tore through Hecate''s emotional ploy and casually tossed a Gorgoneion Emblem to Melinoe standing behind him, instructing her faintly.


    "Alright, Melinoe, take this to Arima Cave, you can now return to the Netherworld and reunite with the Underworld King and Queen of the Underworld."


    Saying this, he didn''t hesitate to open the barrier of the Sanctuary, sending Melinoe out.


    At this moment, Melinoe, who had been transferred to the outskirts of the City of Athens, felt the full release of her divine power within her and glanced towards War God Mountain in the distance. Looking at the Gorgoneion Emblem in her hand, she pursed her lips thoughtfully.


    One spoke sweet words yet always held her captive, using her as a hostage;


    The other often spoke harshly, but after achieving his goal, didn''t hesitate to grant her freedom, allowing her to reunite with her parents.


    It was obvious who truly cared for her.


    Once Melinoe had cleared her thoughts, she headed towards Arima Cave without looking back.


    ~~


    At that very moment, Hecate, tied to a stone pillar, feeling rather depressed after failing to incite rebellion, couldn''t help but grumble resentfully.


    "You''re really willing to let her go."


    "As long as she''s out of your hands or your influence, that''s the best outcome for me. What''s there to be willing or unwilling about? Isn''t it better to do a favor by going with the flow?"


    "That''s why I say you''re more suited to hold the Divine Office of [Conspiracy] than her."


    "Just conspiracy? It seems you don''t truly understand the human heart."


    Luo En glanced at Hecate before him and shook his head lightly.


    Emphasizing schemes, concerned only with gains and losses, such [Conspiracy] can only wander the wilds in the night or live in the dim trenches, but using genuine feelings as a lubricant can cause it to morph, proudly striding under the sun.


    Regarding her disciple''s mockery, the original Goddess of Conspiracy just laughed it off without concern.


    "Whether I understand the human heart is irrelevant, as long as I understand [that heart] within you."


    As Hecate''s silent lips moved, Luo En felt an intense heat in his chest, his heart thudded violently, and something in his chest seemed to burst forth.


    The Wheel of Hecate! The Twelve-Sided Die!


    Even bound up like a rice dumpling, this woman was still able to exert influence on that part of Zagreus''s divinity, using these two items.


    Realizing the crux of the matter, Luo En''s face turned pale, and he quickly backed away, trying to put some distance between them.


    "Thinking of running now, isn''t it a bit late?"


    Teasing whispers echoed in the dark cave, and the triple-faced visage of the Goddess shattered the confinements of the shackled body, shrinking miles into inches, and in an instant collided into Luo En.


    Deities possess nearly immortal bodies, while the Chief God wields an almost undying spirit.


    Instantly, Luo En''s world spun, plunged into chaos.


    After a moment of disorientation, a familiar scene came into view.


    The parched earth was cracked, the sky cast in a chaotic yellow dullness, with ripples of water flowing above, a few withered trees like the arms of the dead stretched out from the soil, growing on the barren ground, several crows perched on the dark branches, preening their feathers.


    In front, holding a lantern, veiled, wearing a long black dress with purple hair cascading over her shoulders, the road Goddess Hecate quietly stood at the crossroads, looking at him with interest for a moment like the beginning of a fateful encounter, gracefully extending her hand.


    "Where will you run to this time?"


    Meanwhile, Luo En''s face didn''t show the fear of a dire predicament, but instead, a radiant smile emerged.


    "Run? Maybe it''s you who should be running."


    Immediately after, Luo En shouted into the dull void, under Hecate''s astonished gaze.


    "She''s coming, what are you all waiting for?!"


    "Bang, bang, bang, bang!"


    The next moment, the sky shattered like glass, ancient Giants, deformed Divine Monsters, fierce Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one terrifying visage after another broke free from the chaos, roaring as they rushed towards their Prison Warden.


    Instantly, Hecate''s face went pale.

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    Titan Gods! Typhon''s Demon Army!


    Upon seeing one familiar face after another flocking in the world of spirits, he was suddenly awakened and hurriedly constructed a protective spell, gritting his teeth as he glared at his dear disciple.


    "Did you enter that door within the Elysian Fields?"


    Luo En smiled without speaking, his hand waving goodbye with a teasing air as he quietly took steps backwards, leaving the main stage to the deeply resentful parties.


    "Click!"


    Within moments, the magenta barrier formed by the protective spell shattered under the continuous onslaught of the Old Gods, disintegrating into tiny specks of light dust, fully exposing the delicate and graceful figure of the Goddess Mingyue to the gaze of assorted demons and monsters.


    "Roar~~!"


    Accompanied by waves of violent roars, several Old Gods, filled with grievances, dove towards Hecate, their menacing shadows almost swallowing all the light in the world of spirits.


    Old Gods, ascend!


    Great Ancestor, keep fighting!


    Sidled to the edge of the stage, a certain shameless spectator impartially cheered for both parties, his face full of schadenfreude and anticipation.


    Having infiltrated the Netherworld three times, played mind games with demigods in the Mortal World, and schemed among the gods at Olympus... he had done so much, all for the sake of today''s big scene, right?


    Regardless, it had to be worth the price of admission.


    "Bang!"


    Just as Luo En had made up his mind to fully enjoy the battle between the two sides, a crisp crashing sound echoed, and the pure black sphere created by the confluence of countless Old Gods'' shadows surfaced with crack-like lines of light.


    "Puff puff puff puff!"


    The next moment, intense and dazzling firelight burst from within it, tearing through the darkness that enveloped the entire wilderness.


    The shadows of numerous Old Gods emitted cries of pain, hurriedly fleeing the roaring flames. The previously sealed cage crumbled, revealing Hecate''s graceful figure.


    Proud reflections followed in the wilderness.


    "If their true forms had come, I might have been slightly worried, but sadly, these are just a part of their imprinted wills��thinking to defeat me is far from enough."


    "It doesn''t seem as effortless as you describe..."


    Luo En spoke softly, his gaze falling on the lantern shattered at Hecate''s feet.


    As a Triple Goddess, Hecate possessed at least three notable Authorities and Divine Artifacts.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, these would include the staff representing witchcraft and magic, the dagger representing intrigue and betrayal, and the torch representing paths and possibilities.


    The former two were respectively inherited by Circe and Melinoe. The last, concerning the essence of Divinity, was firmly held in her own hands.


    Clearly, like the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction symbolizing the ''dagger,'' this ''lantern'' was the manifested form of the ''torch.''


    At the critical moment, she risked destroying her Origin Artifact to severely injure the encircling wills of the Old Gods and barely managed to escape, proving that the situation was far from as nonchalant as she described.


    Seeing her charade uncovered, Hecate could no longer maintain her composed expression. Her face twitched with resentment as she glared at that disgraceful disciple watching from the sidelines.


    "To think you would deceive and annihilate your ancestor by siding with these Old Gods against me, all my heartfelt efforts wasted on you."


    "Doesn''t this precisely prove how well you''ve taught?"


    Luo En''s face was alit with a smile, showing no hint of guilt.


    Although initially, he learned witchcraft from Circe as a child, intending to inherit the staff representing magic and become a sorcerer,


    in truth, it had always been Hecate herself teaching and urging him behind the scenes, the Goddess who commands night and intrigue.


    Strictly speaking, all these schemes and ploys were learned from Hecate herself.


    After being rebuked, an extremely vexed Hecate found herself at a loss for words, only managing to glare hatefully at her "good student" who truly inherited her legacy, slowly closing the distance.


    "She''s escaping!"


    However, the cunning disciple decisively released a signal indicating Hecate was severely injured, loudly stirring the Old Gods'' shadows wandering the wilderness.


    "Kill her, and you''ll be free��go get her!"


    Immediately, under Luo En''s instigation, the remaining wills of the Old Gods mustered their strength and swarmed toward Hecate on the field.


    The chief instigator himself, meanwhile, waved goodbye and smiled as he retreated.


    As crazy Old Gods'' shadows surged toward her, Hecate could do nothing but grit her teeth and cope, helplessly watching as her easy prey fled.


    "Run, you might escape temporarily, but not for a lifetime; I will find you sooner or later!"


    Hearing the threatening grunt filled with resentment from the wilderness behind him, Luo En sped up his pace as he swore under his breath.


    Absurd! Truly absurd!


    To think that so many Old Gods together in a melee could still let this woman bounce around like that.


    But soon, he came to terms with it.


    Had Hecate been so easy to handle, it wouldn''t have been these Old Gods trapped in the Elysian Fields dream.


    The Triple Goddess Nyx...


    The Triple Goddess Hecate...


    Her origin, after all, is among the supreme gods of the Dionysian Sect; without a few tricks up her sleeve, how could she possibly hold the title of Queen of Hell amidst the chaos of the Netherworld?


    Luo En stood at the edge of the spirit world, gazing back into the wilderness at Hecate, surrounded by the wills of the Old Gods, constantly searching for a ''path,'' his eyes flickering mysteriously.


    It seems the plan must be advanced.


    In the shadowy cave, the Gorgoneion Emblem on Luo En''s chest quietly flashed and hummed.

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    ~~


    Meanwhile, on War God Mountain.


    Medusa, who had been kneeling in the temple praying, opened her eyes as if sensing something, and took out the Gorgoneion Emblem with light patterns flickering over its surface from her chest. She bowed her head to gaze at it, her lips tightly pressed together.


    Then, she calmed her tumultuous emotions, stood up from the ground, and held the emblem up high respectfully towards the statue of her Chief God.


    Brilliant starlight fell from the dome of the Sanctuary, turning in Medusa''s palm into a golden scepter inlaid with patterns of stars and moons, adorned with wings at both ends.


    "Clang!"


    As the scepter struck the ground, ripples spread outward, emitting a crisp and spirited sound, reverberating like the song of victory.


    ����The Scepter of the Goddess of Victory, birthed from a part of the divinity sealed here by Athena and Nike, was a symbol of authority more than practicality.


    Whoever held this scepter, as if Athena herself were present, could command the Sanctuary, govern War God Mountain, and make all decisions independently.


    Moments later, streams of light raced towards War God Mountain, arriving at the square in front of the temple.


    Goddess Mnemosyne, The Nine Muses, The Three Graces, the two sisters of the Gorgon Demon, the Great Witch Circe, the Sage Chiron, Echidna the Mother of Serpents, along with a great host of Typhon''s Offspring, successively appeared.


    After a long period of camaraderie, coupled with Athena''s intentional goodwill, they had begun to feel a sense of belonging here, sharing in War God Mountain''s glory and downfall, and were willing to heed the requests of the scepter''s bearer.


    In an atmosphere of deep solemnity, they waited quietly.


    And within the temple, Medusa lowered her gaze to the scepter in her hands.


    Originally, the best candidate to wield this item was Hestia, but the Goddess of the Hearth had fallen into slumber.


    As succession followed, Medusa inherited this mantle of power from her Chief God.


    I can do this...


    The young girl who once dared not look people in the eye murmured to herself, clutching the Scepter of the Goddess of Victory tightly, donning the armor of the Bronze Serpent, and with head held high and chest puffed out, she stepped out of the temple doors, solemnly declaring to the assembly of Old Gods, New Gods, Demigods, Monsters, and Heroes gathered before her.


    "Let us begin!"


    All nodded gladly, smiles of satisfaction spreading across their faces in unison.


    ~~


    At Olympus, in the Great Temple.


    A figure wrapped in lightning and storm burst through the doors and roared into the hall.


    "Who? Who did this?!"


    Under Zeus''s grim scrutiny, the assembled gods remained as silent as cicadas in winter, shaking their heads one after another.


    Soon, that eerie gaze fell upon two empty places.


    "Where are Ares and Hermes?"


    Zeus asked with a frown, his face darkening.


    Hestia and Demeter seldom participated in the decisions of the gods, so it was normal for them to be absent on such occasions.


    How come, after he had issued the order to convene the gods, neither Ares nor Hermes had come?


    "Perhaps they are a bit far from the Sacred Mountain and are still on their way here," said a cool and pleasant voice from outside the door as Hera stepped into the hall.


    Looking at his wife who had just walked in, the flames of rage in Zeus''s heart inexplicably dissipated, his gaze softening.


    Hera looked particularly beautiful today; her dignified beauty needed no embellishment, still cold and elegant. A golden belt buckled upon her slender waist highlighted her graceful curves, full of enchanting allure, making even the Love God Aphrodite accompanying her seem somewhat pale in comparison.


    "My Lord, since not everyone has arrived yet, why not sit down and wait for a moment?"


    Hearing the suggestion, Zeus nodded absently, allowing his wife to take his arm, ascend the steps, and walk towards the throne.


    The golden Divine Throne, still as exquisite and splendid as ever, seemed as if it long awaited the arrival and use of its master.


    Back at Olympus, everything was so perfect.


    But for some reason, Zeus felt something was amiss.


    After much thought, Zeus finally realized what it was.


    Wait, hadn''t Hera, the jealous woman, just been giving him the cold shoulder? Why was she suddenly so affectionate?


    "Crack!"


    Just as the Divine King''s mind brimmed with intense confusion, dozens of serpent-like Rune Chains shot out from all directions, binding his wrists and ankles tightly and securing him to the Divine Throne!


    In an instant, the hall was ablaze with flashing light patterns; each Chief God summoned their armor and weaponry, a chilling intent flaring.


    They were going to rebel!


    Looking at the fully armed and ready gods in the room, Zeus''s mind thundered with shock, his expression changing drastically.


    And with that, the flames of rebellion were officially ignited on Olympus.


    At the same time, another battlefield entered the most intense phase of the conflict.


    In the chaotic golden world of thought, silhouette after silhouette of the Old Gods charged one after another at the Queen of Hell, who commanded the Netherworld, attempting to fully regain their freedom.


    But against such absolute oppressive force, their resistance was nothing but a futile struggle, like moths to the flame.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    Ancient Giants, deformed Divine Monsters, ferocious Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one after another, their menacing silhouettes collided with Hecate, extinguished by her powerful flame of Divinity, leaving behind but specks of scattering light.


    "Begone!"


    Finally, accompanied by an enraged shout repressing fury, Hecate burst through all obstacles, reaching the edge of the wilderness and looking forward at Luo En, sitting on the ground, she let out a faint cold laugh: "Run! Why aren''t you running now?"


    Luo En rolled his eyes at Hecate without hiding his irritation: "I''d love to, but you''ve got to give me a way out."


    However, the complaints from her unworthy disciple only brightened Hecate''s mood.


    As the Goddess of Crossroads, upon her intrusion into Luo En''s world of thought, she had closed off all escape routes with her Authority, to prevent the cooked duck��that is, Luo En��from growing wings and flying out of her reach.

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    The divine seal on her opponent''s body allowed her to track the target flawlessly. Therefore, despite repeated setbacks, she never truly believed she would lose.


    "Stop struggling, you won''t be able to escape," she said.


    Hecate looked at her wayward disciple, who had no escape, and sighed, touched by a sense of compassion.


    "Don''t worry, I only want that divinity, not necessarily your death. Just hand it over willingly, and I''ll do my best to preserve your spirit so you can be reborn," she said gently.


    "Do your best?"


    "Even reclaiming your divinity does not grant me power beyond Fate, so I can only do my best," Hecate replied with a hint of helplessness.


    "Should I be thanking you then?"


    Luo En spoke with a smirk, showing no respect for Hecate''s gesture of goodwill.


    What a joke? He had fought tooth and nail to get where he was today, letting himself be used for someone else''s gain, as if he were a fool?


    Not to mention, Hecate''s idea of "doing her best" was dubious at best.


    Even if she had a change of heart and succeeded in her plan, and he managed to reincarnate after being completely drained by Hecate, just the thought of losing his power and starting from scratch, living a life dependent on others and filled with constant fear, was unbearable for Luo En.


    Sensing her disciple''s resistance, Hecate''s tone softened further.


    "What if I make you one of my lesser deities? Would that compensate enough?" she offered.


    "It sounds quite good," he said.


    Luo En nodded, seemingly persuaded by the generous offer. However, his eyes twinkled mischievously as he spoke with a hint of ridicule.


    "But you seem in a hurry, which means you''re not entirely sure of your victory, are you?"


    "..."


    Hecate stiffened, the vaguely trembling shadow of her soul wavering, her smile freezing on her face.


    Although these were only fragments of the will marked by the Old Gods, resisting so many soul and divinity attacks wearied even this Queen of Hell.


    If she had absolute overpowering strength, there would be no need to negotiate or play mind games.


    One resorts to strategy when power is not balanced, without full confidence of victory.


    This is one limitation of conspiracies.


    But even so, the situation was still within her control.


    "You are indeed exceptional, even more so than I had expected. You''ve not only survived countless dangers but have also silently devoured a portion of the Fate of the Olympian Twelve Gods, allowing that ''Seed'' to bloom and bear fruit at an astonishing pace," Hecate said sincerely, admiring him.


    Such cunning, such potential, made him far more suited for the Divine Office of ''Conspiracy'' than Melinoe, making him an asset to her.


    But some choices, once made, cannot be undone.


    Hecate sighed inwardly, discarding a trace of regret and spoke the final verdict and her reliance.


    "But no matter what, you cannot beat me. For without becoming a Chief God before now, you cannot wield that Divinity. This ''Fruit'' was never meant for you, it was meant for me," she said.


    As her words fell, Hecate transformed into a shadowy light, shooting forward.


    She was the Goddess of Paths and Opportunity, whereas the power he inherited from the God of Opportunity, Porus, could not be utilized without the rank of a Chief God or higher, a fact she had kept hidden.


    And once she regained the divinity of the same origin, her previously depleted power would recover swiftly, leaving no chance for a reversal, regardless of his immense cleverness.


    This game, she could not lose!


    Just as Hecate, filled with confidence, charged towards the intended ''easy prey,'' a deep voice resonated in her ears.


    "Too late..."


    In that instant, the lamb destined for slaughter lifted its head, a mocking smile spreading across its face as he opened his arms, seemingly welcoming something.


    "Hum!"


    Suddenly, the world overhead shook violently, and countless stars lit up in the void, forming the projections of eighty-eight constellations. A vast ocean of starlight poured down, showering Luo En.


    Bathed in the starlight, Luo En seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, his aura rising by leaps and bounds.


    Seeing this, Hecate''s face was filled with disbelief.


    How could this be?


    Realizing Hecate''s confusion, Luo En asked meaningfully.


    "Do you know what day it is today?"


    "What?"


    "The annual festival of the God of Wine," Luo En answered softly, then added,


    "Of course, maybe it''s a bit early."


    "What are you trying to say?" Hecate couldn''t help but ask, anxiety creeping onto her calm and elegant face.


    This feeling was terrible, completely out of control, utterly unexpected!


    It seemed like the die once held between applauding hands had found a way to escape her control completely.


    Luo En looked at his opponent and former mentor, Hecate, smiling as he spoke.


    "This is what I learned behind that door in the Elysian Fields: If a thousand cats dream the same dream, they might change the world. What if tens of thousands of people call upon the same name, praise the same deity?


    Especially when most of the Olympian gods are absent from the Mortal World..."


    Instantly, Hecate realized everything, her expression dramatically shifting as the answer slipped out.

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    "The Great Sacrifice! You shall ascend during this celebration!"


    "Yes!"


    Luo En happily nodded, spread his arms, and welcomed the dazzling stardust pouring from the Sanctuary.


    "Listen to the hymn of praise to the gods!"


    Meanwhile, in the City of Athens, countless residents gathered to drink merrily, celebrating the joy and the feast bestowed by the God of Wine.


    Hearing the shouts and cheers in her ears, Fedra, a wild woman of the Dionysian Sect, blushed with excitement under the firelight. She clashed the loud, lively cymbals and lit the torches for the night dance, inviting all the people of the city to join in the unrestrained revelry of their nature.


    "I call upon Dionysus, the roaring god, with a cry of ''aha'',


    Of dual nature, Revive from Death, the future king Bacchus,


    Mysterious and wild, one with horns, of two forms,


    Evergreen ivy-clad, pure, and majestic, the joyful god, with a cry of ''aha''!


    You feast on offerings, adorned with grapes, clothed in leaves, celebrating every second year,


    Immortal ruler, ever-living spirit, oh,


    Hear me speak, kind god, gentle and perfect!


    Come down to me with your joyful followers!"


    Countless people sang and danced along in chorus.


    The same happened in Thebes, Sparta, Corinth, and other city-states. Many followers of the Dionysian Sect shared wine and food along the streets, inviting everyone to celebrate this joyful day together.


    All the singing and chanting converged thoughts and blessings toward the sky, flowing together to War God Mountain.


    And there, on that spacious plaza, the Nine Muses, The Three Graces, and the Goddess of Memory, as well as gods and demigods, drank wine heartily, praised in unison, and carried out the final tuning and concert.


    "I call upon the first-born, of dual gender, traversing the heavens, Great God,


    He who emerged from the egg, his golden wings so radiant,


    You roar like a Bull, the origin of the Elysian Divine Tribe and mortals,


    Unforgettable sowing, endless worldly revelry, Phanes the Primordial One..."


    The Golden Divine Liquid, crystallized by faith, poured into the starry sky of the Sanctuary, collectively forging the stairway for a deity''s coronation.


    Meanwhile, within the heart''s world.


    Lush green grapevines crazily grew at Luo En''s feet; clusters of purple grapes burst open, filling the air with an intoxicating wine fragrance.


    In a trance, Hecate saw surrounding that figure were heads of various animals: Goat, Great Whale, Bull, Wild Boar, White Horse, Eagle...


    He had horns on his head, his hands were twisted with grapevines, and the shape of his feet resembled the hind legs of a goat, reminiscent of Pan''s cloven hooves.


    If Hecate had read the uncut version of the "Twenty-Four Sacred Words" and the "Divine Chronicle" from a certain secret sect, she would have been amazed to find��all these details matched with the mythic narratives in the Secret Tome.


    That is��Phanes the Primordial One!


    And Phanes was the deity who formally replaced Nyx of the three aspects to become the new sovereign, the divine spirit of the Orphic sect.


    The next moment, the [Great Whale] flicked its tail, setting off new giant waves and storms; the [Goat] raced, as swift as lightning; the [Bull] stamped its hooves, and the earth thundered and trembled; the [Wild Boar] unleashed a ferocious roar, charging with its tusks bared; the [Eagle] soared with its wings, whipping up the howl of thunderbolts and storms... Twelve divine essences, twelve incarnations, refined by a cluster of furnace flames, merged with each other, constructing a perfect ring behind him, like a radiant crown!


    The towering figure beneath the stars, standing at the top of the glowing staircase, slowly opened his eyes, the divine light in his pupils electric, reflecting the endless Star River and eternal joy.


    His magnetic voice, accompanied by the faint chorus of countless people, echoed within the world of the heart, poetic and commanding, majestic and timeless.


    "��Hecate, I have ascended to godhood!"

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    "Buzz!"


    The air trembled as clusters of purple underworld butterflies frantically flapped their wings, desperately bursting out of Luo En''s body as if fleeing.


    Trying to escape?


    Luo En abruptly opened his eyes, and with a cold smile, he reached forward to grasp. Behind him, a golden wheel engraved with twelve divine incarnations spun, forming a visible golden vortex.


    Like a whale drawing water, like a wild ox drinking the river.


    For a moment, an irresistible devouring power dragged the masses of purple underworld butterflies into the golden vortex, tearing them apart into specks of light dust, and then devouring them completely.


    "Burp~"


    A strong sense of fullness from the soul level made Luo En involuntarily belch, causing his spirit to become lazy and unconsciously relax the hunt for the purple underworld butterflies.


    Instantly, a few dozen underworld butterflies took the opportunity to break free and swarmed into the bound body of Hecate at the stone pillar.


    Moments later, the Queen of Hell, looking listless, vaguely awakened and looked up at her disloyal disciple approaching with a smile, her eyes full of defiance and frustration.


    "Chief God status? You had chief god status before ascending to divinity? That''s completely illogical!"


    "Despite being the god who controls ''Opportunity'' and ''Chance,'' you don''t even believe in ''Miracles,'' which is somewhat ironic."


    Luo En scoffed, shaking his head while placing his hand on his chest, feeling the eternal flame within, mouthing silently.


    ��Thank you, Hestia.


    Indeed, the one who sabotaged Hecate at the crucial moment was none other than the Goddess of the Hearth in the Olympus prison, who voluntarily gifted him, the lesser deity, with the chief god divinity.


    Focusing too much on schemes only continually undermines the foundation of trust, leaving oneself to wander alone in the darkness.


    And ''Love'' is often the soil in which ''Miracles'' are nurtured.


    "I didn''t expect such a misfit among the Olympian Twelve Gods; well, it seems I have lost," Hecate resignedly lowered her head.


    Then, she resentfully glanced at her devious and vile disciple, with a feeble question, "So, how do you plan to deal with me? Kill me? Eat me? Or..."


    The voice stopped abruptly as a hand heavily patted Hecate''s shoulder, causing the mountain bound by chains to shake.


    Luo En sternly said, "What nonsense! You are my beloved mentor and a life advisor!"


    "..."


    Hecate looked skeptically at her righteous but disloyal disciple, and then cracked a smile.


    "You''re releasing me? Then let''s make peace!"


    "See, there you go saying foolish things again."


    Luo En smiled slightly. The rune chains binding Hecate twisted like a snake, tightening further and accentuating the Queen of Hell''s graceful curves.


    "Uh~! Stop, stop, stop!" Hecate cried out, pleading continuously, and then resentfully glared at her treacherous disciple, grumbling, "I knew you weren''t so kind-hearted; you''ve really grown up to be not cute at all..."


    Luo En, ignoring the implied emotional plea, leaned closer, teasingly laughing in Hecate''s ear.


    "Can''t help it, if I were really a good and obedient child, by now you would have devoured me completely instead of me having the opportunity to surpass you and keep you under me."


    If mature sweetness mixed with blossoms'' fragrance poured into his nostrils, Luo En involuntarily took a deep breath, feeling his mouth and throat dry, igniting a certain craving in his heart.


    Well, he was a bit hungry too.


    To him, Hecate in her weakened state was like a savory fruit, tantalizingly tempting to take a bite immediately.


    There was no helping it, their similar origin of divinity was too tempting for each other.


    "Snap!"


    Finally, a crisp sound echoed in the dark cave; Luo En clenched his empty hand, feeling the lingering warmth and elasticity on his palm, stepping back satisfied, regaining some of his lost composure.


    Though he wasn''t up for eating now, he could collect some interest in advance.


    Feeling a fiery sting on her buttocks, Hecate glared at her treacherous disciple and huffed coldly.


    "Indeed, I lost due to my own carelessness this time, I accept my loss, no complaints. But don''t be too happy too soon, even if you''ve defeated me, getting past Zeus and The Three Fates won''t be so easy."


    "Don''t I still have you?" Luo En cheerfully said.


    "My divinity, which I had hardly accumulated, was first consumed by those Old Gods, then you devoured a part of it. Now I''m just a shell, losing the qualification to be at the table."


    Hecate, thinking about her consecutive defeats and looking at her shrewd disciple, sarcastically self-deprecated.


    "Now, I''ve become your prisoner, unable to even protect myself, what help could I possibly offer you?"


    "So, do you want to take back the authority Nyx once had?"


    The unhurried, sinister voice spread as if a demon whispered in the darkness.


    "Though you can''t be the goddess of ''Chance,'' controlling ''Opportunity,'' isn''t there still the divine position of manipulating ''Fate''? Holding the factors of destiny, retribution, and causality, delineating fate and order, that was Nyx''s original power..."


    In an instant, Hecate''s breathing quickened, her eyes, previously filled with gloom and defeat, flared with intense light, staring fixedly at her disciple.


    "Are you saying..."


    "Together, we bring down The Three Fates; their authority could be yours." Luo En said, his voice full of temptation.


    In the Dionysian Sect''s "Sacred Words," whether the three-faced Nyx or the three-faced Hecate, their roles were never meant to be the goddess of chance because that spot was reserved for himself.

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    ����Phanes the Primordial One, the first cause of the universe''s birth, called "the One" by Neoplatonism, sometimes for emphasis also called "Taiyi", was spreading these myths across the city-states of Greece, assuming the identity of the bard Homer.


    After meticulous planning for over a century, travelling nearly every city-state and human settlement, and accumulating variables, he finally transformed during the Day of Ascension to Godhood, creating a divinity more attuned to the God of Chance than Hecate herself, successfully turning the tables and seizing most of her chance-based divinity.


    Thus, his own great-grandmaster wasn''t unjustly defeated, doomed only to honestly generate Gold Coins.


    But as Hecate herself said, Zeus, endowed with divine fate as the Divine King, and The Three Fates, who govern the inevitable laws of all things, even in her prime, had to be dealt with carefully. Even if Luo En had successfully added his own great-grandmaster''s package, possessing the qualification to become the God of Chance, it''s still not certain he could shake the current two ultimate bosses of the Age of Greek Gods.


    So, having used the tiger to drive out the wolf, he still had to continue driving out the tiger after the wolf.


    Luo En''s deep eyes sincerely looked towards his former life mentor, his tone incredibly earnest as he extended an olive branch.


    "So, great-grandmaster, would you care to gamble with me once more? After success, I''ll only take Zeus''s position as Divine King, and you can have The Three Fates'' authority,"


    "You aren''t deceiving me?" Hecate expressed her skepticism.


    "Of course not!" Luo En fervently assured, then woefully looked at his great-grandmaster, "Originally, our goals aligned, we both were thorns in the side of those two, had you not insisted on fighting among ourselves, we''d still be allies."


    Hecate couldn''t help feeling embarrassed and after pondering again for a moment, she clenched her teeth decisively.


    "Done!"


    Hearing that definitive response, Luo En''s face revealed a satisfied smile.


    Being both split from Nyx, and sharing a common origin with The Three Fates, Hecate was naturally very familiar with their habits, authority, and so on.


    Using her as the forged blade was the key to piercing through that barrier of fate!


    As for what would happen after achieving success, there was one thing Luo En hadn''t mentioned.


    In the sacred texts of the Dionysian Sect, the position of God of Chance actually surpasses that of God of Inevitability. And in the true world hidden by the gods, chance also encompasses inevitability.


    Even if Hecate could successfully incorporate The Three Fates'' divinity in the future, she would only become the second in command under him.


    Thinking of a reversal? That wouldn''t be so easy.


    Luo En sneered to himself, then gathered his thoughts and steered the conversation back on track.


    "Tell me, what is special about The Three Fates?"


    "Being tied up like this is quite tiring, why don''t you untie me first?"


    Hecate''s eyes shifted, pitifully raising her hands.


    Luo En smiled briefly, then raised his hand high.


    "Snap!"


    The clear sound echoed in the dark cave, as one side of Hecate''s buttocks, not yet subsided, bulged high.


    This made it symmetrical, a joy for those with OCD.


    Looking at his own handiwork, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, his smile beaming at his somewhat dishonest great-grandmaster.


    "What did you just say? I didn''t hear you clearly."


    Hecate glumly lowered her head, having no choice but to honestly divulge some of the inside information she knew.


    "Their divine authority is very strong, embodiments of the primordial order of the divine world, with almost no possibility of a direct defeat."


    "Stronger than Zeus?"


    "Zeus is merely a spokesperson for fate, protected by it, not yet so powerful as to transcend everything, otherwise, he wouldn''t fear the curse of the Titans so desperately, scattering seeds everywhere."


    "Indeed."


    Luo En nodded in agreement, then pursued further.


    "Anything else? They must have a weakness."


    "Indeed, their weakness is that they are too focused on [Order], to say they are deities is more like they are machines maintaining the world''s operation, they are quite rigid in dealing with many issues, easily misled and deceived."


    "What if they encounter contradicting problems?"


    "They will prioritize the stability of the world and the operation of its rules."


    Listening to Hecate''s answer, Luo En stroked his chin with his hand, his eyes shimmering with enlightenment in the darkness.


    He roughly knew how to deal with The Three Fates using the cards in his hand.


    Maybe, there would even be a great harvest!


    Luo En glanced at Hecate, who was tied to the stone pillar, his lips curling into a delighted arc.


    ��Well, bigger than this.


    After mocking himself in his mind, Luo En continued to inquire.


    "What about Zeus? If more than half of the Chief Gods in Olympus joined hands, could they defeat him?"


    "Absolutely not!"


    Hecate shook her head, answering without hesitation.


    Upon hearing this, Luo En frowned and added solemnly.


    "What about by surprise?"


    "Absolutely not!"


    Hecate''s response remained the same, and then she solemnly spoke, utterly shattering all of Luo En''s vain hopes.


    "Let me tell you honestly, not to mention half, even if all eleven Chief Gods of Olympus were to join hands with the Underworld King''s family for a surprise attack, it would still be absolutely impossible to defeat Zeus!"


    At this result, Luo En looked incredulous, full of doubt inside.


    "Why? His strength shouldn''t be strong enough to suppress all the other Chief Gods of Olympus, right?"


    "It''s not because of strength, but because of Fate!"


    Hecate answered indifferently, then looked at her still-confused disciple and sighed helplessly.


    "It seems that you really don''t understand the terrifying nature of ''Fate.'' Simply put, even if you were fully prepared and had every advantage, the likelihood of success might be 99.99%, but Fate would allow him to seize that 0.01% possibility in adversity and turn defeat into victory!"


    Moreover, even if you had a foolproof strategy, various unforeseen events would arise during the actual execution, creating numerous flaws, thus leading to failure, giving that Divine King the chance to turn the tables!"


    Luo En, listening to Hecate''s explanation, murmured.


    "This is simply unreasonable..."


    Hecate nodded her head, her expression saying it was to be expected.


    "Exactly, some are born gods, some die before they are born, some live in riches and joy, some suffer from illness. Fate is just that unreasonable. And that Divine King who is favored by ''Fate'' will always thrive, transforming misfortune into luck! Wanting to defeat him squarely is like fighting against the will of the whole World, almost an impossible task.


    That''s why I''ve always avoided direct conflicts with Zeus and The Three Fates."


    Luo En, unwilling to accept this, pressed on grimly.


    "Is there really no way at all?"


    Hecate thought seriously for a moment, then answered with a frown.


    "If you just want to defeat Zeus, there is a way."


    "What is it?"


    "Cut off his connection with The Three Fates, and gradually strip away the ''Fate'' from him, other than that, there is no other way."


    Just as Luo En was about to ask more questions, the Sanctuary above them shook violently, the stars wobbled, and one Floating Island after another began to crack, the entire space becoming turbulent.


    Seeing the world closely related to Athena begin to change, a ominous thought suddenly flashed in Luo En''s mind.


    Something happened!


    Hecate also realized it at the same time, her heart sinking, her voice hoarse as she spoke.


    "Could it be, you''ve taken action?"


    Luo En stiffly nodded, then without waiting to explain in detail to Hecate, immediately turned stone into a sarcophagus, sinking the immobile mentor into the ground, and then leaped up, transforming into a dark Eagle, flapping his wings to leave the Sanctuary, descending upon the plaza of the Great Temple on War God Mountain.


    At this moment, the sky was filled with strange occurrences: clouds densely packed, water shimmering; the sun and moon appearing together, light shining for thousands of miles; flowers falling, flames spurting... Streams of imposing light interweaved, staining the World with vibrant colors.


    But no matter how they clashed or tore at each other, they couldn''t completely suppress the raging silver thunderbolts that filled the sky!

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    Meanwhile, Olympus.


    The once majestic Great Temple had fallen into shattered ruins, and rays of divine light intensely collided in the center of the broken walls, continuously forming dazzling auroras, attempting to disperse the surrounding clouds and thunder.


    Yet upon the Golden Throne, Zeus, the Divine King, with most of his torso and one arm bound by chains, still grasped the Aegis Shield with his free hand, gathered the storm clouds from the sky, and forcibly blocked the combined assault from the pantheon of gods.


    Even more, he still had the strength to manipulate the thunder, striking back.


    "Boom!"


    Bolts of thunder as thick as water buckets fell from the clouds above, forcing the gods exerting their power to temporarily retreat from the brunt.


    "Why? Why would you betray your king!"


    In front of the Divine Throne, Zeus, seizing a moment to catch his breath, furiously questioned the many rebels before him, his heart a mix of shock and anger.


    Hera, Athena, Poseidon, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Aphrodite... out of the Twelve Olympians, seven had turned against him; how did it come to this?


    "You should ask yourself that!"


    Poseidon, who harbored the deepest grudges against his brother Zeus, sneered loudly and slammed his trident to the ground without hesitation.


    Suddenly, deep blue divine power surged from the cracked ground, gathering the aether from the air and forming dazzling tidal waves that roared forward.


    His Kingdom of Atlantis was gone, his son and many lesser deities had died, and even the last vestiges of his dignity were repeatedly ground into the dirt; how could he possibly forget these deeply engraved hatreds?


    As memories of those humiliating times flashed through his mind, Poseidon intensified the divine power in his hands, and sea dragons, formed from the divine essence of the ocean, lunged towards Zeus in front of the Divine Throne.


    Zeus quickly raised the Aegis Shield in his hand, gathered thunderclouds, and blocked this ferocious strike.


    Seeing his desperately gathered assault dissolved again, Poseidon, frustrated and resentful, glared towards Hera.


    According to the original plan, it was supposed to be Hera, wearing Aphrodite''s golden girdle, using the God of Love''s power to lure Zeus into her chambers, to make merry as he disarmed and let down his guard, with the other gods hiding outside the chamber ready to pounce and subdue the Divine King.


    This strategy borrowed from the successful experience of the Craftsman God Hephaestus catching an adulterous pair; after all, organisms are oftentimes most vulnerable during coitus.


    Years ago, Ares and Aphrodite were caught in the act by the lame Hephaestus because of this very tactic.


    However, Hera flatly refused to perform the seductive part with her own husband, even intimate contact was something she greatly disliked.


    So, the gods had no choice but to fall back to Plan B and act within the Great Temple itself.


    Hera was only responsible for wearing Aphrodite''s golden belt to lower Zeus''s guard and lead him to the Golden Throne, which Hephaestus had tampered with in advance.


    This plan, too, was rooted in past success.


    Once, to avenge the mother who had abandoned him, Hephaestus, using his forging skills, crafted an exceptionally beautiful chair called ''Hephaestus''s Throne''. Then, he placed this chair where he knew Hera would pass. Instinctively drawn by the chair''s artistry, Hera sat without a second thought. Instantly, the chair''s mechanisms locked her joints and sealed her divine power, rendering her immobile, and the gods, helpless, had to implore Hephaestus to return to Mount Olympus to release Hera, promising him a divine seat and many other benefits, and only then was the matter resolved.


    The Golden Throne that now restrained much of Zeus''s body was an improved creation by the Craftsman God Hephaestus.


    However, the original aim of the gods was to wait until Zeus was fully settled in the throne, his body and limbs completely bound, before they would officially rise in rebellion.


    Yet somehow, this king, who was already bewitched, suddenly snapped to alertness just as he was about fully seated, abruptly shrugging off Hera''s assisting hand and freeing one hand and part of his torso.


    Even more troubling, they had preemptively killed three Cyclops and sealed Zeus''s [Thunderbolt], but didn''t expect that he had brought the Aegis Shield with him and had, using this defensive artifact, blocked numerous attacks from the gods, thus managing to catch a breath.


    This resulted in a stalemate.


    Sensing the resentful look from Poseidon, Hera''s face could not hide her displeasure; she immediately took up the [Heart-Seeking Bow] Corona Heart, transforming her divinity into a shower of arrows, shredding the thunderclouds gathering above Zeus.


    For a moment, Zeus''s hand holding the Aegis Shield trembled slightly, and he let out a muffled groan.


    Before ascending to his divine seat, he had sought to win the favor of his sister Hera by vowing to share in glory and dominion with her.


    As a result, beyond her own divine authority, Hera was also endowed with a portion of the power to manipulate thunder and storms.


    But the prerequisite was that they were to be a united husband and wife...


    With everyone rebelling in life and death situations, why could Hera still share his authority, manipulating the thunder that belonged to him?


    The injured Zeus was baffled and outraged, his words half threatening, half pleading.


    "Hera, are you mad? I am still your husband! If you rebel with them, even you cannot remain the Queen of Heaven! Come back to my side, stop all this madness; I will not pursue your fault."

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    However, what responded to him were the very thunderbolt arrows that had once defeated the Titan armies, accompanied by Hera''s disdainful cold laugh.


    "I am very lucid, more lucid than ever before! I am sick of those old days, let whoever wishes to be the Queen. You shall no longer manipulate me with that, Zeus!"


    Zeus, in front of his throne, quickly raised the Aegis Shield to block the impending volley of thunderbolt arrows.


    But because the attack emanated from a being of the same divine origin, even the supremely defensive Aegis Shield couldn''t completely block the invasion of power, causing Zeus''s arm to ache and tremble, his internal organs to shake violently, and a thread of golden-red divine blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth.


    "Enough!"


    The wounded Zeus, furious, suddenly grabbed the Aegis Shield in his hand and swung it towards Hera in front of him.


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, a golden thunderbolt struck from the clear sky, hitting Hera squarely, the smell of charred skin and flesh wafting along with a suppressed grunt, immediately permeating the air.


    Legend has it that the Aegis is a symbol of thunder clouds; when it is placed in the sky, the weather turns dark, and when Zeus takes it up, the sky clears.


    Therefore, this divine shield could be used not only for defense but also for offense.


    The air crackled with a high concentration of electric charges, Hera, who had taken a direct hit from the thunderbolt, stood in a charred pit with disheveled hair, her pale face, trembling hands holding the bow, and a trickle of golden-red blood at the corner of her mouth, clearly severely injured.


    Seeing this, a ruthless look flashed in Zeus''s eyes, and he did not hesitate to raise the Aegis Shield again, pushing his authority to the extreme.


    The ferocious lightning, like a venomous serpent from the sky, snaked down, forming a dazzling silvery glow, aiming directly at Queen Hera on the field.


    If this massive strike were to hit Hera again, it would surely cause grave injury, and the force that threatened Zeus would be immediately diminished.


    At this moment, Athena, fully armed, stepped forward decisively, put away the Spear of Victory, and with both arms raised another Aegis Shield to block Zeus''s otherwise unstoppable thunderbolt.


    The Divine King Zeus''s full-powered hit slammed onto the Aegis Shield, causing Athena below to grunt.


    Realizing she had underestimated the divine might of the thunderbolt, the Goddess of Wisdom clenched her teeth, her arm muscles tensed drastically, burning her divinity and authority to their fullest, creating a glory as bright as a stellar explosion.


    "Boom!"


    The clashing divine powers stirred up a terrifying Aether Storm around them, cracking the ground of the plaza layer by layer, violently shaking the whole of Mount Olympus.


    Both Athena and Zeus, locked in direct confrontation, staggered backward simultaneously, and each spat out a mouthful of golden blood.


    "Aren''t you going to strike now?"


    Before the aftermath had subsided, a deep shout came from the settling dust.


    The watching pantheon of gods, as if awakened from a dream, immediately joined forces to attack the wounded Divine King.


    Aphrodite swayed her enchanting body and exuded a rich fragrance, disordering Zeus''s mind with beauty;


    Artemis and Apollo drew their bows to the sky, using the light of the sun and moon to shoot a dense volley of arrows, restricting Zeus''s movement;


    Hephaestus chanted spells while tightening chains, swinging heavy hammers to the ground, numerous pillars of flame erupting at Zeus''s feet;


    Seeing the tide turning, Zeus fiercely stomped the ground, his back muscles bulging, his eyes fiercely flashing with lightning, the sky above darkening instantly, silvery lightning gathering and swirling within the dense clouds, forming a dreadful pressure.


    At the same time, Poseidon, driven by fury, waved his Trident as if mad. The Sea of Okeanos in the mortal world responded to the maritime ruler''s divine authority, raising colossal waves.


    The overwhelming surges, rarely seen even by sea gods, rose like thousand-foot-high waters, like giant hands extending from the depths of the sea to stir among the stars, continually disrupting the collected might of sky and thunder.


    Under the full assault of the gods, animated chains extended across Zeus''s body, pressing his other hand, still clutching the Aegis Shield, against the throne, pushing half of his barely standing body towards the divine seat.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object landing, the former Divine King sat upon his beloved throne, bound tightly with moving rune chains.


    The Aegis Shield clattered from Zeus''s hand to the ground, and the storm clouds in the sky dispersed.


    Did we succeed?


    After a succession of upheavals and fierce battles, the rebelling gods, observing Zeus now reduced to a prisoner at their feet, found it hard to believe, momentarily succumbing to a surreal feeling.


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    But soon, the surreal feeling in the hearts of the gods was thoroughly replaced by excitement.


    That''s right, they had won! It was an absolute victory!


    Just as the gods were considering how to deal with the Divine King, and how to divide his Authority, the Sea of Okeanos once again surged with overwhelming waves.


    Three colossal figures moved toward Mount Olympus with incredible speed, each with fifty heads and a hundred arms, their collective roars like the collapsing heavens and earth, deafening to all.


    ��The Hundred-Handed Giants!


    The rebellious gods, thinking the dust had settled, changed color at this sight.


    Weren''t they supposed to be guarding the Primordial Ocean? How did they suddenly appear at Olympus!


    To prevent Zeus from desperately summoning the three Hundred-Handed Giants to his aid, they had activated a Magic Array at the beginning of the rebellion, cutting off all communication in and out of Olympus.


    Theoretically, it was impossible for Zeus to call for these reinforcements.


    But soon, the rebellious gods saw a figure with red hair and black wings, wielding twin blood-colored daggers, leading the way.


    "See, I told you there was trouble on the Sacred Mountain, Father God is in danger!"


    The Goddess of Strife, Eris, greedily absorbed the rich [Strife] Divinity above Olympus, boastfully showing off her accurate judgment to the three Hundred-Handed Giants following her.


    The gods, caught red-handed, looked towards Eris in the sky with gloomy faces and murderous intent, wishing they could pluck every hair from her body.


    But before they could act on their thoughts, two auroras as brilliant as stars also arrived, descending upon the outskirts of Mount Olympus.


    As the crimson and azure luminescence faded away, the figures of Ares, the God of Berserkers, and Hermes, the God of Speed, emerged.


    By now, except for Demeter, the Agriculture God, and Hestia, the God of Stove, the ten chief deities of Olympus had all arrived.


    Zeus, restrained on his throne, couldn''t help feeling overjoyed at the sight.


    "Eris, well done!"


    Months ago, Eris was reported to have sneaked into the Sacred Garden and stolen more than twenty precious Golden Apples.


    Hera was infuriated by this and prepared to teach this unruly godspawn a lesson.


    Originally, Zeus wasn''t particularly fond of this trouble-loving daughter either, but considering her slight connection with Nyx, the Night Goddess, Zeus eventually intervened and saved Eris, then as usual sent her back to the Primordial Ocean to continue afflicting the life of the Sea of Okeanos, weakening the sea''s Divine Authority.


    Unexpectedly, his previous unintended protection allowed Eris to bring the three Hundred-Handed Giants to Mount Olympus at the critical moment.


    Indeed, as The Three Fates had said, he was the King of Destiny! As long as Destiny favored him, no one could shake his Authority!


    Zeus struggled to break free from his restraints on the Divine Throne, solemnly commanding,


    "You three, what are you waiting for? Hurry and help your king quell the rebellion!"


    Upon hearing this, the three Hundred-Handed Giants roared low, jointly ascending Mount Olympus and entering the battlefield.


    Zeus then gazed somberly at two other figures in the clouds.


    "Ares, Hermes, don''t tell me you too wish to join the traitors?"


    "Of course not, Father God, I''m thinking of a way to untie you right now!"


    Hermes, the quick-witted god, immediately grinned and darted toward the throne, away from the most dangerous part of the battle.


    "I''ll help too!"


    Ares, looking at his mother surrounded by the three Hundred-Handed Giants and his father bound to the throne, finally made a smart decision, following Hermes to find a way to untie the Divine King.


    Seeing the situation turn around, Apollo, Athena, and Hera, who were part of the rebellion, felt a sinking feeling, a look of determination flashing in their eyes.


    They were all in!

 Chapter 423 285: Lord, Have Mercy (3.3k, total 7.5k achieved)

    Crete Island.


    As an outpost where the land stretched toward the ocean, it witnessed the glory of the Minoan civilization, welcomed prosperity, and also experienced a crushing defeat in the war with the Kingdom of Atlantis, submerged beneath huge waves.


    As time passed, the scars of war gradually faded, and the island, after a century of changes, had slowly recovered its vitality.


    However, at this moment, the Sea of Okeanos, once a sworn enemy in the distance, had lost its former silence and tranquility.


    Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and fierce thunderbolts snaked downward, piercing the sea''s surface like sharp spears, continuously stirring the water.


    The blood-red setting sun cast sinister afterglow on the sea, as if the ocean itself was bleeding. Countless fish, Sea Beasts, and those of Divine Blood lineage didn''t even have the chance to scream before they were struck dead on the spot by the thunderbolts.


    With the surging seawater, a strange red tide raised massive waves, flipping the horrifying corpses over, nearly covering the surface of the sea.


    Flee!


    Accompanied by the instinct to survive, this single thought etched itself into their minds.


    Countless fish, Sea Beasts, and those of Divine Blood lineage from the Sea of Okeanos, carried by the huge waves, fled in panic, trying to reach the nearby deserted islands and land, escaping the unusually dangerous sea.


    However, by the time the herds of sea creatures reached the nearest Crete Island, they were entirely stunned to find that this land, once hostile to the sea, had also become unrecognizable.


    The raging rivers had long since dried up, their beds broken apart, revealing dark voids, while the fertile land on the plains dissolved inch by inch in the onslaught of the red and black Aether Storm.


    Sandstorms raged, all greenery and vitality ceased to exist, and from the gaping fissures in the earth, wild torrents burst forth. Panic-stricken animals and Magic Beasts flooded into the ruins of Knossos City, gathering around the towering Great Temple.


    Moments later, the entire Crete Island had become an expanse of water, and the only remaining Great Temple, like an isolated island floating atop the deep sea, saw the few fortunate animals and Magic Beasts that managed to take refuge there trembling at the sudden apocalyptic disaster.


    Puh, puh, puh, puh!


    But soon, the four corners of the temple''s high platform were leveled by a new Aether Storm, and the hundred-odd animals and Magic Beasts on the outskirts exploded into clouds of blood mist, crushed into a pulp, while statues of owls about to take flight turned to dust.


    The scene before them also drove the animals and Magic Beasts to despair; they frantically squeezed into the Great Temple, hoping for some divine protection.


    But the Great Temple had long since fallen into decay, and the Great Mother Goddess had long since departed.


    The spark of belief no longer existed, the deities no longer watched over this land, and no miracle that the beasts desired would occur.


    As the crimson Aether Storm swept through mercilessly, the temple''s bricks and stones were disassembled, inch by inch, and the exposed beasts instantly dissolved in the terrible halo.


    Their futile struggles only prolonged their dying breaths by a few minutes.


    Meanwhile, in Athens.


    The old and weak, who had retreated to corners of valleys and walls, were brimming with despair in their eyes, and within that despair, was a gathering of prayers.


    Above their heads, the sky''s barrier was thinly luminous, the twinkling stars obscuring the Sun''s brilliance, clearly visible, meteorites fell from the Star Sea, fiercely burning as they struck Greece in various places, bringing intense explosions and tremors...


    In front of them, the Acropolis of Athens was littered with horrific marks, already riddled with holes, with a third of the walls and areas collapsed and succumbed.


    And the scene outside the city was even more horrifying to behold.


    The wilderness, a visage scarred;


    Buildings, belching thick smoke;


    Brick walls, torn asunder, collapsing...


    Crimson Aether Storms swept through, and the sporadic resistance soon crumbled with creaking noises, becoming playthings in the giants'' grasp, ripped to shreds.


    Through the dense smoke and flames filling the sky, looking into the distance, the land seemed as fragile as cardboard, crisscrossed with miles of fissures, their depths unseen...


    Mount Etna and other volcanoes erupted in fury, their ash scattering into the sky, dark-red lava spilling forth unchecked, melting all life in its path...


    Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae, and other coastal cities have been inundated by the flood, submerged in a vast ocean, with frenzied Sea Beasts charging ashore, sparking turmoil...


    Thebe, Arcadia, Calydon, and other forest-covered regions witnessed hordes of Magic Beasts fleeing their habitats, rushing towards human cities, venting their fear and panic through destruction and slaughter...


    Gazing upon the apocalyptic scene and the colliding forces in the sky, frail humanity could only shiver behind the Citadels or surge into the Temples, praying for the rapid end of this divine retribution that resembled the wrath of the gods.


    Oh, the gods, please quell your anger, have mercy on us.


    However, the phenomenon in the sky grew increasingly intense, and the miracle never occurred.


    Instead, what this plea attracted was an even deeper despair.


    "Life is a thing destined to end, a pilgrimage of accumulated pain, with ancient eyes and fragile limbs, existence will inevitably lead to nothingness, birth is but for destruction, how sorrowful, how laughable..."


    In Thebes, among the lambs cowering behind tall walls, a mocking voice with a nasal tone echoed through the crowd.


    The sadness of being weak, the pain of being separated from loved ones, the powerlessness of one''s own birth, aging, illness, and death... all sorts of misfortunes and grievances grew in people''s hearts.


    In this atmosphere of despairing tragedy, a goddess with red hair cascading over her shoulders and a pair of black wings fluttering behind her, walked as if through poppy fields, lifting her skirt elegantly, seeming to relish the scent of strife, chaos, and bloodshed in the air.


    This was once the Holy Land of the Goddess Harmonia, where harmony prevailed. Now, there was only rampant fear.


    "Beg for mercy! Whisper your fears!"


    The figure that had the visage of a goddess but acted with the malice of a demon, stood blasphemously atop the head of a statue in the Temple, looking down at the throngs below, speaking thus,


    "It''s time to drown in this boundless sea of suffering!"


    In an instant, The Blasphemer''s tempting lips curled into a sinister smile, her malicious gaze peering down, myriad tendrils of crimson mist rising from carcasses, from debris, from the living, wafting upwards.


    Suddenly, a chilling and malevolent oppression filled the air, the surging red-black blood fog, at times cohesive, at times dispersed, suspended overheard.


    In the center, within what seemed to be a blood clot shaped like an embryo, ominous and savage eyes peered out, surveying the trembling lambs in the city. Misshapen arms extended from the blood fog, flailing about; the malice, turmoil, and unrest seeping into souls were nearly suffocating.


    "Come, embrace your... one true salvation!"


    The Goddess Eris murmured tauntingly, a malicious smile on her pretty face, her slender fingertips lifted high, as the overwhelming scarlet blood fog, like scalding lava, was on the verge of pouring down!


    Having tired of playing with those grotesque creatures from the Primordial Ocean, she planned to stir up an interesting conflict in this city-state, where she had failed to cause trouble several times before, in the Holy Land of her old adversary, the Goddess Harmonia.


    And facing the malice of the deities, the feeble lambs trembled with despair in their eyes.


    "Buzz! "


    At that moment, a majestic and obscure hum emanated from the statue beneath Eris''s feet. As if flames of gold ignited fiercely, the sacred blaze burned away the blood fog of discord, delivering heart-wrenching pain to the spiteful goddess. It penetrated her flesh and struck her soul.


    "Agh!"


    Eris screamed, sensing a familiar presence, and felt a mix of sorrow and fury.


    "It''s you again!"


    In response, the image of an arm holding a golden chalice tipped to pour appeared in the sky.


    The rich crimson wine rained down, dissipating the blood fog gathered within Thebes.


    Almost immediately, strands of green vines exploded into growth upon the ground, and bunches of purple grapes burst open, filling the air with a thick fragrance of wine.


    It intoxicated and calmed the onlookers.


    Conversely, to Eris, the wine from the golden chalice was like poison, like sulfuric acid��every drop that fell on her brought screams of burning torment.


    Quickly, the bruised and battered goddess of strife fled amidst the shower of wine, leaving behind a spiteful threat after her screaming retreat:


    "You just wait, this isn''t over!"


    Are we, are we safe?


    The survivors of Thebes gazed blankly at the statue in the temple, noting its peculiar shape surrounded by the heads of various animals: goats, the Great Whale, bulls, wild boar, white horses, and eagles...


    He had horns on his head, his hands were entwined with grapevines, and his feet resembled the hind legs of a goat.


    In a daze, they remembered the name of this deity.


    ��Lord of Delight, Dionysus, the God of Wine.


    In this land, he had borne censure, endured exile, but still he responded with kindness to their prayers, blessing the living and protecting feeble lambs from harm.


    "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"


    At the same time, several flares like furnace fire lit up on the altars dedicated to Dionysus in various city-states. The golden halos formed impenetrable barriers, warding off magic beasts from the wilds, giant waves from the sea, and storms from the sky, allowing the terrified lambs a moment to breathe.


    But the catastrophe in the sky continued, the fury of the gods had not subsided, and a strong unease still weighed heavy on their hearts.


    Prayer became the only thing they could do.


    Lord of Delight, please bestow your mercy upon this troubled world once more, grant us the Paradise of joy and relaxation.


    The helpless lambs knelt together, pleading in unison.


    The voice of one person, the voices of millions.


    The ancient words of consecration echoed among the crowds.


    "Our revered king,


    may your name be sanctified.


    May your kingdom come,


    may your will be done on earth,


    as it is in heaven.


    Our daily bread,


    give to us today.


    Our joyful wine,


    let us feast on it today;


    lead humanity not into temptation,


    but deliver them from evil.


    May majesty, joy, and feast, accompany you;


    divine wisdom, divine power, and divine love, be with you;


    the kingdom, the power, and the glory, all belong to you.


    ��From eternity past, to the present, and forevermore!"


    The seekers of salvation chanted at the altar''s fires, sacrificing themselves as fuel, uniting their flames into light, converging towards the peak of War God Mountain and illuminating the dark night.


    In the square above, the Lord of Delight holding a golden chalice bathed in the golden torrent of faith, listening to the countless prayers whispering in his ear.


    His divine power and status were crafted by the faith of the people.


    Now, the time had come for him to settle the score.


    Luo En smiled wryly, emptying the remaining wine in the Golden Holy Grail in one gulp.


    Stairways of stardust sprouted under his feet, leading directly to the stormy heights of Mount Olympus.


    Amidst the calls of the lambs and the watchful eyes of the War God Mountain''s deities, the bringer of joy and peace rose to his feet and strode resolutely toward the final battleground.


    ��If humanity uses their bodies as fuel, their united flames as light, to hold torches for me;


    ��Then I shall forge a new Paradise here!

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    Meanwhile, Olympus.


    Above the Divine Throne, storm clouds gathered, with thunderbolts thick as water buckets continuously striking down, whipping the rune chains into dazzling sparks. Zeus''s originally weakened breath and divinity climbed steadily, while Athena, Hera, and Hephaestus, who were responsible for restraining him, had to guard against the thunder from the sky and combat Zeus''s divine authority, gradually becoming overwhelmed.


    In a chaotic square, divine power pulsated, Aether surged, and the mountain trembled and cracked under the devastation from both sides. Facing three formidable Hundred-Handed Giants, Poseidon, Apollo, and Artemis also began to face increasing danger.


    "Roar~~"


    The three Titan deities'' one hundred and fifty heads let out a thunderous roar. Cottus, Briareus, and the belligerent Gyes swung their massive hands, materializing boulders with divine power and hurling them one after another, overwhelming their opponents with a fierce onslaught.


    Facing this formidable attack, Apollo, Artemis, and Poseidon dared not directly confront their sharp edges, only managing to steer their bronze chariots desperately to dodge the relentless barrage of boulders.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    For a moment, the boulders thrown by the Hundred-Handed Giants passed through the starlight, the friction with the air creating dazzling sparks, plummeting from the sky at extreme speed, as if a terrifying meteor shower was falling onto the mortal world. The boundless sound of ocean waves echoed, the ground thundered robustly, even the expansive sky groaned and shuddered. The base of towering Mount Olympus trembled under the heavy strikes of the three giants. Intense vibrations spread from their feet down to the gloomy Tartarus.


    The three battling Olympian chief gods also strove to strike back, attempting to turn the tide of the battle.


    The surging Aether flooded and swept through, with the howling of gold and silver heavy arrows falling in succession.


    The exchange of weapons from both sides caused continuous sobbing. Close combat, clashing, and collision sounds were endless.


    The battle was extremely fierce, having entered a white-hot phase.


    Conversely, Ares, Hermes in front of the Divine Throne, and Aphrodite in the square represented another extreme.


    None of them dared to make the first move, only maintaining a certain understanding, glaring at each other from afar.


    After all, the three chief gods were all fearful.


    Aphrodite was worried because of Adonis''s illegal resurrection, concerned not only about Zeus pursuing the matter but also about Apollo''s side leaking the information, and could only stubbornly fend off Ares and Hermes from across.


    Ares, because his mother Hera and former lover Aphrodite were on the opposing side, could neither attack nor scold them. If he still wanted to share a bed with the God of Love in the future and have good days ahead, he could only turn a blind eye;


    Hermes, because he could not afford to offend anyone, worried that if he truly struck a fatal blow, he would be held accountable in the future, ranking the lowest among the Twelve Olympians and likely being made the scapegoat. Given his cunning nature, naturally, he was unwilling to make such an unprofitable deal.


    Moreover, Ares''s attitude also intimidated him. Who knew if truly confronting that God of Love, Ares, driven by lust or charmed, might stab him in the back suddenly, leaving him unable to endure it.


    Thus, the three chief gods, each wary of the other, maintained a delicate balance, frantically treading water on the edge.


    Finally, after several hours of stalemate, the fragile balance was broken.


    "Bang!"


    Poseidon, caught off guard in mid-air, was struck flying along with his chariot, crashing heavily into the body of Mount Olympus.


    And the one who swung that striking blow, surprisingly, was Briareus, the freshly wedded great son-in-law of His Majesty the Sea King.


    Unable to help it, having lost a significant piece of dignity, the divine authority of the ocean continually suppressed and weakened for various reasons, plus just now, the vast consumption of divinity and Divine Power in an attempt to suppress Zeus, Poseidon entered the second round already half crippled.


    But unfortunately, his opposing great son-in-law Briareus, just happened to be the leader among the Hundred-Handed Giants, the strongest of the three.


    Therefore, the unfortunate Poseidon inevitably ended up being brutally hammered.


    And with the defeat of the Sea King, the unobstructed Briareus immediately stepped forward, hurling his massive club toward Hephaestus.


    Although a Hundred-Handed Giant, known for their strength, the leader Briareus uncommonly possessed wisdom, understanding observation and thinking, easily seizing the key point of attack.


    Suddenly, the God of Craftsmanship, caught between two fires, unexpectedly was struck down, instinctively loosening his control over the Divine Throne and the chains.


    Zeus immediately seized the opportunity, summoning the thunderbolt to shatter the shackles on his body, completely successfully breaking free.


    "A bunch of treasonous wretches, daring to betray me!"


    With the tables turned, the Divine King''s chest instantly filled with excitement, no longer suppressing the agitation within, gritting his teeth as he vented his fury at the rebels before him.


    His eyes intensely illuminated, his hands waving forward, continuously hurling thunderbolts, lightning bolts directly hitting their targets with violent explosions, leading flames swirling everywhere, overwhelmingly intense��the ground where the rebellious chief gods stood thundered robustly, burning incessantly, pieces of rock harder than refined steel turned to dust, leaving only patches of charred craters.


    In the forefront, Athena raised the Aegis high, trying her utmost to block, while Hera fired a rain of thunderbolts from her Heart-seeking Bow for support from behind.


    But as the fierce lightning continuously smashed onto the shield, emitting deafening roars, the two slender figures gradually bent under the pressure.

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    Even the Aegis Shield itself, which could effectively isolate thunderbolts, began to emit a groan of being overwhelmed and faint cracks appeared.


    "Damn it! How can this old thing be so strong!"


    Athena and Hera cursed silently, gritting their teeth to support themselves.


    Seeing his own daughter and wife still stubbornly resisting under great pressure, with no intention of surrendering, Zeus''s anger in his heart intensified. He immediately summoned the Aegis Shield, gathered dark clouds, and hurled a thunderous lightning bolt like a waterfall at the two figures who were about to collapse on the battlefield.


    "Crack~~"


    The Aegis Shield, already on the brink of its limit, emitted a tearing crisp sound, and the golden barrier propped up on the outside shattered, the unstoppable thunderous waterfall engulfed the arrow-storm of the Heart-seeking Bow, smashing directly towards Athena and Hera, who were at the end of their strength.


    "Boom!"


    The ground shook violently, and debris flew everywhere.


    However, as the spreading dust dissipated, a tall figure stood upright in a charred pit, supporting Athena and Hera.


    Behind him was a golden wheel with twelve sections.


    The perfect circle seemed to contain endless light, so much so that even the invincible thunder could hardly erase it easily.


    "It''s you!"


    Zeus looked at the "prospective son-in-law" who suddenly appeared before him, his heart filled with astonishment, and as he sensed the vast divinity within the newcomer, confusion and suspicion crossed his face.


    "How did you become a Chief God?"


    As a familiar vibration of divine nature came forth, Zeus suddenly realized and his face darkened.


    "Hestia gave it to you? Alright, alright! Even she is involved in this rebellion!"


    The stance of this prospective son-in-law was obvious in light of this situation.


    And learning that among the Twelve Olympians there was another being who defied him, Zeus felt an unprecedented anger inside.


    If the rebellion of Athena, Hera, and a few others was still just a grudge harboring dissatisfaction against him, then even Hestia switching sides meant that the rebellion had escalated to the point of wanting to overthrow the entire Olympus divine authority system.


    The legitimacy of his kingship, built upon this, was being denied.


    "Lady Hestia has no intention of being your enemy."


    Luo En honestly answered, defending his patron deity, then released the arms of Athena and Hera, revealing a demeanor of compassionate sorrow, and then pondered leisurely.


    "And my visit is not to take sides, but to raise a reasonable demand��Your Majesty, the divine war has brought devastation to all living beings on the earth. Why not cease hostilities now?"


    Zeus, inherently suspicious, did not believe Luo En''s representation of Hestia''s stance, lumping both into the category of rebels with a cold sneer on his face.


    "You traitors acted against me first, and you ask for my cessation?"


    "Your own counterproductive actions, what are they if not betrayal to them? It''s the same on both sides..."


    Luo En smiled and retorted, his words laced with hidden barbs.


    "You think you''re qualified to accuse me?" Zeus, being publicly mocked, flew into a rage, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light as he looked at his prospective son-in-law, "It seems you''ve forgotten how you got out of prison? Since you''re so eager for death, I shall oblige!"


    With that, he raised his hand and, with an exertion of authority, activated the divine seal embedded in this prospective son-in-law''s body.


    The original seven Chief Gods who started this rebellion were all pillars of the Olympus divine authority system, vital to the stability of his kingship. Even though he wanted nothing more than to deal with these rebels once and for all, in reality, it was not suitable to make a move against any of them.


    And this prospective son-in-law who hadn''t yet married into the family, although he had successfully ascended to the rank of Chief God, was only because of Hestia''s grace. To the royal family of Olympus, he was but an insignificant outsider, the perfect candidate to make an example of.


    Moreover, Hestia''s divine seat, holding sway over worship and sacrifice, was crucial to the entire divine authority system of Olympus. Since his elder sister had also not been very honest, gifting this significant divinity to a lesser deity, Zeus might as well reclaim it himself and select a more suitable owner for this divine seat.


    This young scoundrel happened to be in the line of fire; it was time to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys!


    At this moment, watching the arcs of lightning flicker on his body, Luo En couldn''t help but raise his eyebrows.


    "You want to kill me?"


    "A disobedient dog isn''t worth keeping!"


    Zeus sneered and slowly closed his right hand into a fist, ready to detonate the divine seal within Luo En.


    Feeling a destructive force brewing within him, Luo En shook his head helplessly.


    "Since you put it that way, I won''t hold back either," he said.


    As soon as his words fell, he spurred the "Goat" and the "Eagle" to Extreme Speed, transforming into a blurred image that slammed into Zeus with the swiftness of a thunderbolt, and then behind him, in full view of all, the golden halo burst into a blinding light.


    Moreover, that light seemed even brighter than the impending explosion of the Thunder God Seal.


    Looking at the strange smile that spread across the face before him, Zeus inexplicably sensed a hint of danger, as an absurd thought thundered in his mind.


    Is he going to... self-destruct?


    With the intense white light and scorching heat wave sweeping before him, Zeus''s brain momentarily froze.


    Boom��!


    Spheres of light suddenly appeared in his field of vision, growing in size and falling downwards, the terrifying sonic booms turning into rolling thunders sweeping across the ground, huge mushroom clouds rising into the sky amidst the shocking flashes and deafening roars, the smoke and gloom enveloping Olympus swept clean by the violent winds, and in their place shone a light as dazzling as a star undergoing a cataclysmic change.


    The immense wind pressure and shockwaves converged within those stratocumulus clouds into gigantic nebulous rings, and beneath the cover of those rings, everything was obliterated.


    The ground trembled, twisted, cracked, and surged. Temperatures rose unstoppably, scalding to the bone,


    After an indeterminate amount of time, everything resumed playing from the pause button.


    "Crack... pop... crack... pop..."


    The world was burning, and that burnt stench signified that everything had been set ablaze.


    The entire Sacred Mountain of Olympus seemed to have fallen into a monochrome quagmire. Temples were razed to the ground, not just one, but many, spreading ceaselessly toward the distant horizon, the ground ripped apart revealing countless wounds like the mouths of infants, as though unveiling a bottomless abyss.


    And at this moment, in the square at the epicenter of the explosion, the surface was covered with flowing, crimson magma due to the high temperatures.


    Several bottomless molten pits belched out rolling flames of hell.


    Looking around, it was as if a cruel painting left by demons.


    "Cough cough..."


    With a muted cough, Hermes pushed the rocks off himself and, with his heart still in his throat, looked towards the square where magma flowed.


    Luckily he was quick-witted; sensing something wrong, he had early escaped, so he was only affected by the scorching wind and heat, suffering some minor injuries.


    In contrast, Ares and the three Hundred-Handed Giants who had reacted slower, fared much worse.


    The God of Berserkers'' skin was charred black at the moment, his body covered in bloodied wounds, as he lay coughing up blood in the magma;


    And due to their immense size, the three Hundred-Handed Giants bore the full brunt of the damage, some with severed hands, some with severed heads, their original hundred pairs of arms and fifty heads nearly halved, the sight from a distance resembling a barren mountain of flesh.


    Of course, the most wretched was Zeus, the struck Divine King. His chest was blown apart, flesh scattered, and through the broken ribs, one could see the golden heart beating within his thoracic cavity. His once somewhat handsome face was also missing nearly half of its flesh, the bone-white jaw bones and the muddled bloody features exposed to the air, and one of his thighs from the lower half of his body had flown away.


    Just one look, and Hermes felt a piercing pain to the core.


    But it was just pain, after all.


    The Chief God possessed an almost Immortal soul and undying flesh; if their divinity was not destroyed, they could be reborn.


    And, accompanying the frantic writhing of flesh, Zeus''s maimed body gradually recovered, his half-black, half-red face squeezing out an angry and twisted expression.


    "I XX##XX!"


    A rapid-fire string of curses burst forth, and just as this extremely wrathful Divine King wanted to lash out at the culprit,


    The next moment, the sea surged with furious waves, the sky shattered like coloued glass, ancient Giants, malformed Divine Monsters, ferocious Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one terrifying shadow after another broke free from Chaos,


    The Titan Gods! Typhon''s Demon Army!


    Zeus''s heart skipped a beat, his face undergoing a drastic change.

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    Seeing the situation was unfavorable, Zeus, with a numb scalp, decisively picked up the previously discarded proposal and shouted loudly.


    "Let''s talk peace first! Everyone, pick up your weapons and prepare for battle! Everything, for Olympus!"


    During this time, he did not forget to bring up the name of righteousness to inspire his troops before the battle.


    However, there was silence behind him, with no one responding.


    He subconsciously turned his head and was shocked to see that the ruins where the defectors had gathered were now completely deserted.


    "..."


    After a brief silence, an angry curse echoed through the sky.


    "Damn it!"


    Meanwhile, in a cave somewhere on Olympus.


    The rebellious gods sat collapsed together, breathing heavily with lingering fear.


    After the great battle with Zeus''s forces, they were all injured, some even showing faint signs of damage to their divinity, putting them at a complete disadvantage and in need of a long period of recovery to fully restore themselves.


    An unexpected self-destruction by one fellow was also shockingly powerful, not only severely injuring Zeus and three Hundred-Handed Giants but nearly killing them on the spot.


    If it weren''t for the fact that their opponent had some conscience, saving both Hera and Athena in the process and giving them a heads-up to evacuate through a handshake gesture, they would probably have been buried under the rocks by now.


    Although the rocks and magma wouldn''t have been enough to do much to them, the Titans and the Typhon Demon Army that were next to appear on stage could have been a different story.


    The thought of the overwhelming, locust-like swathes of terrifying specters atop Mount Olympus made Apollo uneasy.


    Fortunately, they weren''t coming for them...


    "How is my sister? Is she alright?"


    Apollo, whose mood had slightly calmed, looked across.


    "Don''t worry, she just fainted."


    Athena spoke indifferently, casually setting down Artemis, whose back of the head was swollen, from her shoulder.


    Because she hadn''t been informed immediately of the message Luo En had passed on, the Goddess of the Hunt, upon seeing her lover self-destruct, immediately exploded in rage, almost wanting to fight Zeus on the spot.


    Fortunately, Athena was quick enough to knock Artemis unconscious and take her away while she was off guard.


    Of course, while this action was meant well, the swelling on the back of Artemis''s head suggested there might be some personal grievances involved.


    Relieved that his sister was not in grave danger, Apollo visibly relaxed and turned once again to the team''s strategist.


    "So, what should we do next?"


    Zeus''s strength was far beyond their imagination, and that bizarre "divinity" always unexpectedly backstabbed them, making their efforts fall short.


    In addition, the Titans and the Typhon Demon Army, who should have been jailed in Tartarus Hell, also joined the fray, making the situation even more confusing.


    With the recent upheavals overwhelming him, Apollo could only ask Athena for advice.


    After a moment of thought, Athena suggested solemnly.


    "Now, with Titans and Typhon''s Ethereals swarming outside, we''d be sitting ducks if we went out. Since everyone is severely injured, let''s rest for three days and focus on healing."


    "But the mountain..."


    "Don''t worry, he is the ''divine king'' of ''Destiny.'' Even our combined strength could not pull him down from his throne. Those Ethereals, just beginning to regain some awareness, won''t easily change the world."


    Athena spoke calmly, her words tinged with a hint of mockery.


    "Besides, that''s his Olympus, defending his own throne is what he should do. We''d better take care of ourselves first."


    Apollo nodded, suppressing the slight sense of duty stirring within him.


    Right, heal first. Once stable and slightly recovered, we can deal with this turmoil more effectively.


    Satisfied, the gods nodded to each other in agreement, each finding a quiet place to dedicate their time to self-healing and recovery.


    However, after the recent upheavals, the atmosphere in the cave was somewhat oppressive.


    Seeing this, Hephaestus in the corner cleared his throat softly.


    "Actually, about Luo En..."


    "Hephaestus, everyone''s not in a good mood right now, let''s not talk about that," Athena quickly interjected, advising her friend, who, being the compliant God of Craftsmanship, reluctantly swallowed the rest of his words.


    Yet, he soon raised his hand again, hesitatingly speak.


    "I have something else to say."


    "What is it?"


    Without waiting for Athena to object, Apollo, who had opened his eyes, took the opportunity to ask.


    Hephaestus looked around the corner, his gaze sweeping over Athena, Hera, Apollo, Artemis, and Aphrodite in turn, before speaking faintly.


    "Have we forgotten someone?"


    "..."


    In an eerie silence, the gods looked at each other, perplexed.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, on the summit.


    Struggling to reconstitute his body, Poseidon crawled out of the rubble of the leveled Olympus, and seeing the dense array of Typhon''s Demon Army and Titans in the sky, his brain momentarily froze.


    Teammates? Where are my teammates? This isn''t right!


    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    However, before he could ponder too long, a series of thunderbolts exploded around him, attracting the Ethereals who looked at the Sea King with menacing and harsh eyes.


    Seeing the familiar figure darting into the clouds above, Poseidon''s face, pale from excessive blood loss, quickly darkened to a sooty black, and his furious roar echoed through the sky.

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    "Zeus, you XX##XX!"


    But before the voice could settle, ethereals swarmed like locusts, venting their rage at being imprisoned in form and stripped of divine authority upon the Chief God of Olympus.


    At the moment of crisis, Poseidon made a bold decision, frantically wielding the Trident while summoning the authority of the sea to protect himself. Gritting his teeth, he withstood the onslaught of the ethereals and surged towards the thunderclouds in the sky.


    You won''t let me off easily, will you? Then let''s all perish together! If I am to die, so shall everyone else!


    Under Poseidon''s lead, the ethereals quickly found their true target, hiding in plain sight. With intense hatred in their hearts, they launched a brutal assault on Zeus, the three Hundred-Handed Giants under his command, and Ares, who had gotten embroiled in the mix.


    Of course, as a member of the Olympus Pantheon, Poseidon himself was also one of the targets of the ethereal attack.


    And so, a battle between gods erupted amidst the cursing and yelling of the three factions.


    ~~


    At this very moment, at the entrance of the cave.


    Seeing the blue halo flickering above Olympus, the gods finally lost heart and, almost in unison, averted their guilty gazes and walked deeper into the cave that blocked their view of the sky, intent on using their time to heal themselves.


    As for their ally Poseidon, sorry, but it''s every man for himself.


    Just as Athena was about to close her eyes and prepare for meditation, her defensive charm in front of her was pierced by a cold arrow of light.


    Artemis, just awakened from unconsciousness, gnashed her teeth as she glared at the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "Why did you knock me out?"


    "He asked for it."


    "He... Luo En?"


    The Goddess of the Hunt''s eyes lit up, and she immediately lunged forward to grab Athena by the arm, her face filled with excitement and euphoria.


    "He''s still alive, isn''t he?"


    "I don''t know."


    Athena shook her head and spoke softly in explanation.


    "He simply asked us to wait patiently for three days, and everything would be over after those three days."


    "Three days? Good! Such a short time will pass quickly!"


    Artemis nodded excitedly in quick succession, then turned to heal herself.


    Watching the decisive exit of the Goddess of the Hunt, Athena found the lengthy explanation she had prepared stuck in her throat, and a complicated light flickered in her purple eyes.


    Another one utterly fascinated...


    So what exactly do you plan to do after three days?


    The Goddess of Wisdom in the shadows slowly opened her tightly clenched hand, gazing quietly into the palm at the still Serpentine Twelve-Sided Die and slipped into deep contemplation.


    Meanwhile, at the summit, a new battle of the gods began to unfold.


    Zeus clad himself in clouds as armor, wielding lightning as a spear, thunder as a shield, and thunderbolt as arrows, riding the chariot of time, dashing across the sky. Accompanying him were the three Hundred-Handed Giants: Cottus, Briareus, and warlike Gyes. God of Berserkers, Ares, kept the front, and Sea God Poseidon was forced to follow.


    The leading ethereals, Demon Ancestor Typhon and Titan King Cronus, were not to be outdone. One was whipping up a chilling Aether Storm to sweep all around, and the other was raising a giant scythe in hand, aimed directly at the lower sections of Zeus''s body.


    Each Titan and Divine Monster converging in the sky emitted a world-shaking roar, unleashing their collective fury upon the prime culprit of their confinement.


    Faced with a massive onslaught, Zeus either dodged, cleaved through with thunder and lightning, charged down his opponents with his chariot, or raised up thunder and storms to disrupt the ranks of the Titan Giants and Typhon''s Demon Army.


    Soon, Typhon was the first to falter, hit by a bolt of thunder that shattered most of his phantom image as he plummeted towards the Sea of Okeanos. The phantom of Titan King Cronus was also penetrated by lightning, exploding into fragments.


    Although they had arrived in Olympus for some unknown reason, the Dream of Truth in the Elysian Fields was still pressing down on their bodies, separating their divine authority, allowing only a part of their consciousness to escape.


    For Zeus, the situation, while tricky, had not yet reached an unmanageable level.


    But before he could catch his breath, a vast maelstrom emerged above the Sea of Okeanos, the three bronze walls at the bottom of the sea sent out trembling, tearing moans, and the three dark curtains of Nether Prison bled torrents of black smoke. The shattered phantoms of Typhon, Cronus, and the Titans and Divine Monsters re-formed, seeming even clearer than before.


    Savage roars sounded from the Abyss, growing more ferocious and piercing.


    A sense of heaviness descended on Zeus''s heart, and his face grew ugly with concern.


    Their power was recovering, wills breaking free, authority regaining!


    What in the world was happening?!


    No one answered the Divine King''s questions, as the partially lucid ethereals, driven by instinct, launched one attack after another on Olympus.


    New Gods and Old Gods clashed fiercely, and the dreadful turmoil and anomalies spread from the Celestial Realm to the Mortal World.


    In a daze, countless lives on the ground looked up.


    They watched the fury of the gods represented by thunder and lightning, the old shadows of demons, chasing across the sky, colliding with each other.


    "Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"


    Meteors fell from the dawn sky, trailing a streak of light across the dark River of the Sky before fading away.


    In friction with the air, boiling dense aether burst forth into dazzling light against the night.


    The spectacle of the earth looking up at the sky was like a still oil painting, frozen in time.


    But the next moment.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    The sky collapsed, stars plummeted, bringing death and terror.


    The surface of the earth was on fire.


    The world was on fire.


    Buildings, villages, farmlands, towns...


    All that mankind might call "civilization" was being relentlessly trampled, destroyed.

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    The frailty of life was so humble that, in this sudden catastrophe, even breathing was not permitted.


    Lord of pleasure, grant your mercy once more.


    All beings trembled, knelt, and prayed...


    Yet this time, no one answered, the idols dim and without light.


    In their bewilderment, they received an answer.


    The supplicant who had answered their prayers and ascended to Olympus had perished.


    An unprecedented sorrow boiled and burgeoned in the hearts of the weak, eventually brewing into sobs and wails.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Thousands of purple and white thunderbolts exploded from cloud after cloud, meandering or striking vertically in the endless night sky, like dragons descending to the world.


    Through the faint glow of lightning, one could see the surging turbid streams that had completely submerged the coastal lands, the Sea of Okeanos reaching a height of kilometers.


    Hurricanes, one after another, swept diagonally across the surging waves, rolling and ravaging, connecting heaven and earth and reflecting densely with the lightning.


    The clamor and strife in the heavens ultimately drowned out all the noise on earth.


    In the deep darkness, the world seemed to fall into eternal isolation, and with the passage of time, it was continually twisted and altered by this epic divine battle.


    The first day, light and darkness indistinguishable, day and night unbalanced;


    The second day, the stars hidden, the sun and moon sunk;


    The third day, the sky lost, the earth in chaos.


    The thick etheric turbulence was visible to the naked eye, even humans within the protective barriers of the city struggled to breathe. Only the formidable thunderbolts traversed the sky.


    Forests were burning, oceans boiling, mountains crumbling; the sun and moon were already lightless, the stars all falling, presenting a doomsday scene.


    "It came too fast." The prophet shivered uncontrollably.


    "Take up the sword and shield to protect yourself!" The ruler stood up fervently.


    "It''s already too late." The scholars resignedly accepted.


    "But surely, there must still be a sliver of hope?" The living gathered in front of the temple, issuing confused and painful pleas.


    At last, beneath the bricks and stones before the idols, they saw the young tendrils of grapevines peeking out.


    ��Why should the righteous suffer, trapped in peril; grant relief, and return to the flock.


    The confused flock, like ants struggling in water, clung desperately to the leaf representing [hope], collectively blessing in the doomsday darkness.


    "Lord of Paradise.


    You are my shepherd, I shall not want.


    You make me lie down in green pastures, you lead me beside quiet waters.


    You restore my soul, you lead me in paths of righteousness for your name''s sake.


    Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.


    Lord of Paradise.


    When you sing, light rises for you,


    When you bleed, impurity competes to cleanse,


    As brethren whisper, your gospel is heard afar,


    From which fine wine springs, the trinity is one.


    Lord of Paradise.


    Turn your gaze to the radiant beyond, join this heavenly feast,


    The world is a ball, where laughter continues until the end.


    Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil;


    For you are with me there!"


    ...


    At last, a beam of light ignited on Mount Olympus, piercing through the darkness, announcing the end of this prolonged night.


    In the sky, Titans and Typhon''s demon army, almost materializing, uncontrollably disintegrated as if facing a natural enemy. Their authorities became the foundation to refill the voids of the world, while their consciousnesses were dragged back into the Tartarus Hell deep beneath the sea by an invisible force.


    And the remaining divine seals, under the casting of the light, turned into a golden giant egg.


    "Chirp!"


    Accompanied by faint, crisp birdsong, a heartbeat-like thumping emanated from inside the gigantic egg.


    And with each cycle, it brought earth-shattering changes to the world.


    The first time, day and night were divided, the four seasons moved.


    The second time, the heavens were sealed, and the stars were lit,


    The third time, the waters were divided above and below, the raging waves receded, the continents emerged, and the cities were preserved.


    "Click!"


    A crisp tremor came from the heavens as the gigantic egg cracked open, and a figure, resembling a gem, emerged with golden wings shining brightly on its back.


    Only at this moment did the trembling lambs within the high walls and temples fully believe that disaster had subsided and the world was at peace.


    In their joy, they wept quietly, celebrating together the life after a calamity.


    ~~


    At the same time, inside a cave.


    "Buzz!"


    A buzzing, twelve-sided die flew from Athena''s hand, piercing directly through the belly of Mount Olympus, shooting upwards.


    The Goddess of Wisdom suddenly opened her eyes and immediately summoned the Aegis Shield and the Spear of Victory, stepped out of the defensive charm, and spoke solemnly,


    "The time has come, up the mountain!"


    The recently rested gods were thrilled and immediately rushed out of the cave, transforming into streaks of light heading toward the summit of Mount Olympus.


    Amid a field of burning firelight, a familiar figure stood tall, his smile as warm as the breeze.


    "Luo En!"


    Artemis cried out in delighted surprise, almost wishing she could throw herself into the arms of her lover who had revived from death.


    Faced with the ardent Goddess of the Hunt, Luo En could only give her a comforting look and then turned his head toward the ruin in front of him.


    The three Hundred-Handed Giants had almost turned into bare mountains of flesh, unable to rise up;


    The God of Berserkers, Ares, was a blurry mess of blood and flesh, slowly self-healing;


    The Sea King, Poseidon, turned into a mass of gelatinous seawater, struggling to move;


    And the final figure, though equally battered, was still clutching the Aegis Shield and could barely stand.


    Seeing this, Luo En cursed silently in his heart.


    Damn it, that''s outrageous!


    First, he was battered by seven rebellious chief gods;


    Then, he was unexpectedly exploded in the face;


    Finally, he was beaten by a multitude of Titan Gods and Typhon''s Demon Army for three days and nights; and now, this old fellow could still hop around?


    You have to understand, though those Titan Gods and Typhon''s Demon Army were initially just Ethereals holding a small part of the consciousness and Divinity, not very powerful.


    But with his death, and Hecate''s imprisonment, the Dream World of the Elysian Fields lost the support of Chance''s divine power and could no longer restrain their true selves. Thus, these Old Gods, over time, would gradually break free, regaining their former strength and Authority.


    And within these three days, the entire world would also show signs of collapsing as they were liberated.


    Because those separated Authorities and flesh of the Old Gods were the cornerstone for constructing and perfecting the new world. Once the cornerstone was removed, the world would also inevitably fall apart.


    According to Hecate, the original Prison Warden, without restrictions, they could form a physical entity with remarkable combat abilities from Ethereals in just three days; in a maximum of seven days, they could regain their peak strength, completely severing the shackles from the Dream World.


    Therefore, Typhon''s Demon Army and the Titan Gods could be used as a force, but they could not truly be relied upon.


    Even so, these Old Gods, upon whom he had placed great hopes, still failed to explode Zeus''s Gold Coin within the limited time.


    Indeed, as Hecate had said, Zeus, with the Heaven''s Mandate Protection, was nearly an invincible BUG, an utterly undefeatable King of All Gods. To defeat him, one would have to completely strip away his aura of Fate.


    In a whirlwind of thoughts, Luo En made up his mind and, smiling, looked up toward the sky behind Zeus.


    Among the thunderclouds, three goddesses stood side by side in soft, sheer gowns. One held a thread, one a ruler, and one scissors, their profound eyes coldly surveying the Mortal World, aloof and mysterious.


    ��Clotho, who spins the thread of Life; Lachesis, who allocates the length of life; and Atropos, who cuts the thread of life.


    It was indeed the legendary Three Fates, and their presence was the true reason behind Zeus''s turning of defeat into victory.


    In the world of Divine Era Greece, there was a common understanding that the Three Fates'' authority surpassed all others; neither gods nor humans could defy them. Even though Zeus was the King of All Gods who ruled everything under the heavens, his own Fate was manipulated by these three goddesses and was not entirely within his own control.


    The same was true for Typhon''s Demon Army and the Titan Gods; in the face of "inevitable Fate," they could only accept their inevitable defeat.


    Looking at the three pivotal masterminds finally taking the stage, Luo En''s face lit up with a brilliant smile.


    "So, shall we talk, ladies?"

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    The Three Fates cast an indifferent glance, their brows furrowing as their gaze landed on the smiling figure before them.


    "The presence on your body..."


    "The essence of Hecate..."


    "The Divinity of ''Chance''..."


    Voices, whether mature, crisp, or childish, came one after another, belonging to three faces that resembled each other in features but differed in age��those of a mature woman, an adult woman, and a young girl��all wearing serious expressions.


    "It was you who freed Them, who led Them to Olympus."


    "No, it was His Majesty the King of Gods who insisted I die."


    Luo En corrected earnestly, then spread his hands in an innocent gesture.


    "The previous Titan giants and Typhon''s Demon Army were my creditors, who had made a pact with me: once I was dead, they could come and redeem their promise."


    "Then why do you carry the Divinity of Hecate?"


    The Fates continued to press, with confusion dawning on their three different-aged faces.


    In theory, even if those Titan giants and Typhon''s Demon Army made pacts with outsiders, their will and Divinity would hardly break through the restrictions of the Elysian Fields.


    Because Hecate would maintain the true dream, letting Them continue to slumber.


    Yet the outcome was that the entire group of Old Gods broke out of jail, nearly leading to the disintegration of the whole world.


    This could only mean one thing��Hecate was no longer able to control the prisoners of Tartarus.


    Considering the scent of Hecate''s essence detected on this man, it was very likely that everything was related to him.


    "I didn''t want to..."


    Luo En lifted his outer garment, revealing the Wheel of Hecate on his chest, his expression becoming even more helpless.


    "But that Goddess Mingyue insisted on attacking me, and I was forced to defend myself."


    Then, he paused, a look of relief crossing his face.


    "It seems that, in the end, I won."


    "Impossible!"


    The Three Fates shook their heads simultaneously, unable to believe this outcome.


    "I have to thank our King of Gods for that." Luo En smiled, looking ambiguously at Zeus in front of him, "He seems very interested in ''Chance,'' willing to spend a great effort to help me against that Goddess Mingyue and even specifically bestowed a piece of Divinity on me for it."


    As he spoke, the Eagle representing ''Thunderbolt'' spread its wings and called softly behind him.


    Sensing that familiar divine essence, The Three Fates turned their heads in unison, casting an eerie gaze towards the God of Gods before them who bore the mandate of ''Fate''.


    It wasn''t enough to be favored by Fate; did he also want to meddle with the Divinity of Chance?


    Zeus broke out in a sweat on his forehead, looking angrily at the disloyal son who stabbed him in the back at a critical moment.


    "Nonsense! When did I express interest in ''Chance''?"


    "Wasn''t it you who told me to let go and fight against Hecate?"


    "I..."


    "Dare you swear an oath on the Styx before the Pantheon of Gods?"


    "..."


    Zeus opened his mouth but was left speechless, unable to respond.


    Alright, he had indeed hinted at it.


    Luo En, however, raised his arm and continued his accusations.


    "Moreover, to control me, to make me obey you unconditionally, you carved a divine seal on me before you were willing to let me leave the Prison of Olympus."


    "That''s what you made me do!"


    "Was it also me who made you detonate the divine seal?"


    "..."


    Zeus was rendered speechless once again, at a loss for words.


    "To obtain this Divinity of Chance, you actually resorted to murder, isn''t that a bit too cruel?"


    Luo En asked without giving the other side time to organize his thoughts or to answer seriously, his cold laughter carried mockery.


    "But you probably didn''t expect that I''ve already merged with this Divinity of Chance, and even if you kill me, you won''t succeed!"


    "I didn''t, I haven''t, don''t talk nonsense!"


    Confronted with these forceful accusations and having a not-so-clean slate himself, Zeus could only deny vehemently.


    Luo En retorted unsympathetically, "Then do you dare to swear an oath on the Styx before the Pantheon of Gods, guaranteeing that all of this has nothing to do with you?"


    Zeus, at his wit''s end, raised his hand to summon Thunderbolt in desperation: "Shut up!"


    However, facing the gathering of the Thunderbolt''s divine might in the sky, Luo En stood fearless, speaking profoundly.


    "Are you sure you want to kill me? This time, I can''t guarantee that I will Resurrect and keep my creditors at bay..."


    At these words, Zeus thought of the overwhelming force of the Typhon''s Demon Army and the Titan giants, causing his hand to quiver and a shiver to run down his spine.


    Not only him, but the other Chief Gods who had instigated a rebellion also looked somewhat troubled.


    The Divinity and bodies of the Titans were crucial materials for completing the World, like Gaea who became the Earth, Uranus who became the Sky, Old God of the Sea who became the Primordial Ocean, and the Titan God Okeanos who became the Sea of Occhanos...


    The World had been shaped into its current form, and a large part of its foundation came from those Old Gods imprisoned in Tartarus.


    If They all were released, setting aside whether the gods of Olympus could withstand the combined force of these Old Gods, the mere fact that They would siphon off the Divinity and power that currently sustained the workings of the World would overturn everything.


    Add to that the Divinity of Chance that he carried, which could counteract ''Fate'', if absorbed by the Old Gods who were his creditors, it would grant Them the potential to transcend the control of Fate even further.


    By then, everyone present might have to be buried with him.


    "Have you thought it through?"


    Luo En smiled faintly, his face benevolent as he advised.


    "It''s easy to kill me, my ability to Resurrect has also been used up, and it probably won''t recover in a short time. Now is the best time to act, but you might need to prepare to die together."

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    Seeing the leisurely figure approaching with a smile, the Chief Gods of both factions simultaneously stepped back.


    The Three Fates, facing the moving humanoid calamity on the field, felt it a thorny issue and could not help but frown and inquire.


    "What exactly do you intend to do?"


    "My request is simple..."


    Luo En smiled faintly, then looked around at the Chief Gods gathered around him and spoke arrogantly.


    "Either we all die, or I set the new rules!"


    "Presumptuous!"


    Zeus, unable to contain his anger, subconsciously raised his hands, summoning the thunderbolt across the sky, aiming to punish the blasphemer challenging the Divine King''s authority.


    However, before he could act, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and voices mature, crisp, and youthful came through.


    "Stand down..."


    Zeus''s body shuddered, and he sullenly lowered his arms.


    The Three Fates then descended from midair, coming before Luo En, and examining this audacious madman, they then spoke solemnly.


    "So, Hecate''s divinity and authority now belong to you?"


    "Yes, while I live, those Old Gods will continue to slumber."


    Luo En nodded with a smile, silently making eye contact with the Three Fates before him.


    The Three Fates looked at each other, their gazes briefly meeting, then spoke in unison.


    "State your demands..."


    Hearing this, Luo En revealed a satisfied smile,


    To force the gods into humility, to bring them to the negotiating table to listen to the voice of the weak, one must not only hold enough leverage to threaten the gods but also possess the courage to risk mutual destruction.


    After lengthy plotting and several breathtaking adventures, he had finally gathered all the necessary conditions and earned his place at the table to gamble openly with the Three Fates.


    Just as Hecate had said, the Three Fates cared not about right or wrong, nor who was the spokesperson for Chance, prioritizing only the normal functioning of the world.


    Thus, holding the nuclear weapon capable of overturning the world, he created a logical loop of shared doom; this would prompt the opposing side to change strategies and engage in negotiations, genuinely considering his demands.


    Confirming that the most challenging move was complete, Luo En slightly calmed his emotions, then turned to look at the renegade deities and His Majesty the King of Gods, reiterating his initial request.


    "First, you''ve wreaked enough havoc; this divine war has devastated all living beings on the earth. Since neither side can overpower the other, let''s cease the hostilities,"


    This time, Zeus and the rebels looked at each other, each somewhat tempted.


    Now, Zeus''s side, having fought three battles, was exhausted; although the rebels had had some rest, without the clear stance of the Three Fates, they did not have a sure chance of victory, so making peace was a barely acceptable condition for both sides.


    However, a stern voice from among the rebels broke the silence; Athena stood up and solemnly voiced her concerns.


    "Wait, what if someone wants to settle scores afterward?"


    Hera and others shuddered, their initially tempted gazes instantly becoming vigilant.


    Zeus''s reputation was well understood��if they did not press their advantage now, once His Majesty the King of Gods recovered to his peak, there might not be enough of them combined to handle the aftermath.


    Seeing the skeptical gazes of many turned towards him, His Majesty the King of Gods''s face darkened instantly.


    Though he had lower standards, bringing up such matters openly was somewhat impolite.


    At this moment, Luo En looked towards Athena, who had spoken out, his gaze filled with approval.


    "Therefore, I have a second demand: after the cessation, the gods should return to their holy lands and from then on slumber, only able to walk on earth in the form of partial spirits or avatars, spreading their faith with their powers limited to those of lesser deities and not interfering lightly in the mortal succession of kingships."


    Although the rebel deities did not outwardly object, their faces were visibly troubled.


    Being asked to return to their holy lands to slumber, only able to walk the earth as partial spirits or avatars, with their powers restricted to those of lesser deities, was essentially demanding that they tie their own hands.


    Upon hearing such harsh conditions, Zeus scoffed and questioned.


    "And why should we?"


    "Because I am the Shepherd chosen by this mortal realm, I fight for the right of the beings you regard as ants to thrive and multiply!"


    Luo En responded unabashedly and then glanced around at the deities before him, snorting coldly.


    "The mortal world is the gods'' pasture, humanity their flock. Alive, they provide the gods with faith, expanding divine authority; dead, their pure souls weave beautiful dreams, mitigating the Old Gods'' disasters, perfecting the world''s laws��they are truly the foundation of the new world!


    You have each incited divine wars for your own desires, causing countless people to be displaced and numerous city-states to face near extinction. Have you ever heard their pleas, have you ever cared about their pain?"


    Hearing this, some deities fell into deep thought, some showed embarrassment, while others remained indifferent.


    Luo En observed �ܧѧاէ���? deities'' reaction and then spoke in a subdued voice.


    "Of course, I know speaking of this to you is like talking to a wall, so let''s discuss something substantive instead: the resurgence of the Old Gods has already reclaimed much divinity and authority, and they may soon spiral out of control. My power is not as great as that of the goddess Mingyue, and to get these Old Gods to slumber again and peacefully become the foundation of the world, we''ll need more pure human souls entering the Elysian Fields, collectively weaving beautiful dreams."

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    But if the entire human population were to live under the oppression of the gods, spending every day in fear and trepidation, wary lest divine punishment befall them, how could so many pure souls possibly be nurtured?


    Therefore, for their sake, and for yours, esteemed deities, it would be best if you slept for a while, giving these sheep on Earth a chance to recuperate and breathe.


    During this time, I will oversee their care, shepherd the flock for you, and clean up the mess."


    As the leader of the rebels, Apollo pondered for a moment and asked in a grave tone.


    "How long do you mean by ''process''?"


    Luo En considered it, his eyes flashing as he provided a definite answer.


    "Three hundred years!"


    From the collapse of the Minoan civilization to the beginning of the Trojan War was but two to three hundred years. Without the excessive intervention of the gods, he could accomplish much among mortals.


    Apollo and the other deities beside him exchanged glances and nodded in succession.


    "In that case, we agree."


    Through this rebellion, they had already witnessed the terrifying nature of Zeus. The proposal from Luo En, which demanded they bind themselves, seemed somewhat inhumane. But on closer reflection, they could see who the real beneficiary was.


    Limited to splitting their spirits and descending to Earth in diminished form, with power restricted to that of deities or less, it meant there would be fair competition at the same level.


    Zeus, the invincible King of Gods, was thereby brought down to the same level as them, losing the possibility of settling scores after the fact.


    Moreover, even if His Majesty the King of Gods was not reconciled and still harbored thoughts of dealing with them, taking three hundred years to recuperate, striving to develop followers, absorbing power from their faith, and strengthening their divinity would suffice for a qualitative leap in their power.


    By the time the seal was broken, they might very well have an opportunity to clash with His Majesty the King of Gods.


    But if Apollo and Athena, among others, could understand this answer, Zeus was not so foolish as to overlook it, naturally objecting resolutely.


    "No! Why should I obey your orders?"


    Nevertheless, Luo En ignored the protests of His Majesty the King of Gods and smiled as he looked towards The Three Fates.


    "It is possible..."


    After weighing the conditions, The Three Fates nodded faintly, directly disregarding Zeus''s dissatisfied expression.


    Clearly, someone''s earlier provocation had an effect, and even ''Fate'' could be temperamental.


    Seeing this, Zeus''s face alternated between white and green with rage, yet he was helpless, glaring at a certain instigator, wishing he could tear them into a thousand pieces.


    Luo En ignored the murderous gaze from across the way and began to speak with a smile.


    "Then, please, engrave the covenant, restoring ''the world'' to its rightful course. Let what is the gods'' remain with the gods, and what is humanity''s with humanity; henceforth, for three hundred years, let each remain at peace with the other!"


    Compared to the now soiled River Styx, he trusted more in the binding power of the ''Power of Fate.''


    And as for this request, The Three Fates had no objections either.


    The youngest sister, Clotho, began to weave ''Fate'' into threads, turning starlight into a loom. The second sister, Lachesis, then stepped forward to weave the threads into fabric with the help of a measuring rod. Finally, the eldest, Atropos, took charge, cutting out a unique ''pattern'' with her scissors.


    And as the silk cloth, brimming with starlight, fell from the hands of Atropos, it seemed as if an invisible barrier and restraint formed between the mortal world and the Celestial Realm.


    Having personally established the new rules, The Three Fates then solemnly proclaimed.


    "The covenant is sealed; henceforth, for three hundred years, gods and mortals shall be separate. No deity above a spirit is to emerge, and each realm shall keep to its own. If there are no further requests, disperse as you will."


    Seeing that the matter was settled, Zeus, though seething with frustration, could do nothing about it.


    The rebellious chief gods now let go of their worries, beginning to scheme how they would develop followers and absorb as much power from faith as possible in the next three hundred years.


    Ares, who had just recovered, and Hermes, who had slipped back unnoticed at some point, also could not help but have a gleam of eagerness in their eyes.


    Before, as Father God, Zeus held absolute authority. In every grand sacrifice, His Majesty the King of Gods would enjoy the largest share of power from faith, which established his formidable foundation.


    But after this affair, Olympus would no longer be united; each of the Twelve Olympians would go their own way. Even Father God Zeus would find it difficult to command them as usual, taking from them at will.


    In turn, they could bypass the Father God, return to their holy lands on Earth, and legitimately develop followers and absorb more power from faith.


    If they could attract more followers, then they too might be able to enhance their divinity and their status among the Twelve Olympians.


    Of course, the happiest among the gods would undoubtedly be Poseidon.


    Having split from Zeus, the oceanic sovereignty that belonged to Occhanos would be his alone to develop without restrictions. The three Hundred-Handed Giants would also be limited by the ruling of The Three Fates and unable to trouble him.


    Everything had indeed unfolded as the young man had said; his position as master of the oceans had finally been reclaimed.


    Thinking of that bright future, Poseidon on land cast a fervent and excited gaze towards a "believer."


    Watching the chief gods around him, each with their own thoughts stirring and expressions becoming nuanced, Zeus''s face darkened even more.


    Almost every chief god of Olympus had a foundation for developing their own sphere of followers, such as Apollo''s Delphi, Artemis''s Arcadia, Athena''s Athens and Crete Island, Ares''s Thracian lands, Hera''s Argos, Aphrodite''s Cyprus Island...

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    But stubbornly, Zeus considered the entire earth his private property, so he did not deliberately develop his own sacred land.


    Therefore, apart from Olympus, the deserted Sacred Mountain, he found himself at a loss on how to continue infiltrating the Mortal World with his influence.


    It''s all this kid''s fault!


    Thinking that he, the King of Olympus, had been shaved down to a mere figurehead by this outflanking move, Zeus''s heart was brimming with humiliation and grief, his gaze toward a certain culprit so fiery it seemed it could shoot flames.


    Just wait, sooner or later I will tear you limb from limb and then imprison your soul in Tartarus to suffer eternal torment!


    Seemingly sensing that malicious gaze, Luo En turned his head and responded with a radiant smile.


    Then, as if something occurred to him, he tapped his forehead and spoke leisurely.


    "Oh, right, I almost forgot the third thing, in three days, Thetis and I will hold a grand wedding, and I hope you all will come and show your support."


    Right after that, Luo En looked toward Zeus with a mocking expression on his face.


    "Additionally, His Majesty the King of Gods seems to have promised to be my wedding officiant. Make sure not to be late."


    "You..."


    Before Zeus could finish his sentence, he was so angry that he saw stars, his face turned purplish-red, and a stream of golden-red blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth, splattering the scorched ground.


    Having glanced at the wobbly King of Gods, Luo En waved goodbye to the Pantheon of Gods with a smile.


    "Well, I have a lot to prepare and cannot offer more company. Everyone, see you in three days."


    As his words fell, a pair of brilliant golden wings unfolded behind him, fluttering gracefully, carrying the Shepherd chosen by the Mortal World back to the land where he once stood.


    The long night receded, and dawn arrived.


    Countless figures in ruins, cities, temples, and various other places looked up at the first light of the sun, all gazing at the bright morning star falling across the sky.


    "What belongs to the gods shall return to the gods, what belongs to mankind shall return to mankind! From this moment forward, this land, this new era, belongs to you!"


    The solemn declaration echoed in the ears of all people, the invigorating good news penetrating the hearts of the lambs.


    The people, who had been waiting anxiously and fearfully, burst into tears of joy, embracing each other with deafening cheers, sending exalted praises to the Shepherd who had spoken for them.


    Yes, the might of the gods supersedes order.


    But from the moment you proudly raise the scepter,


    from that moment on,


    the mightiest deities have no right to command here!


    ~~


    Night fell on War God Mountain.


    Inside the Great Temple, the Shepherd who had returned sat in the seat that once belonged to Goddess Athena, leafing through the scrolls in his hands, patiently reviewing them.


    There were revisions to poems, reviews of cases, requests from citizens��a sundry and diverse array of content.


    Having just finished handling a large stack, Luo En moved his somewhat stiff neck and looked behind him at the mountain of documents still waiting to be reviewed, immediately smiling wryly.


    Previously, these tasks were shared amongst Themis, Mnemosyne, and Athena.


    But now, Themis, with her shattered divinity, was still sleeping;


    Mnemosyne, as a Chief God, was also temporarily banished back to the Sanctuary of Mount Helicon because of the "Order" written by The Three Fates, and to return to War God Mountain in the form of an incarnation or spirit division might still take some time;


    Naturally, their share of work fell on Luo En, the initiator of it all.


    As for that Goddess Athena, who had carried the main burden...


    Luo En stopped his pen and looked up towards the door.


    A figure with shoulder-length purple hair, bathed in the pure moonlight, approached. Her exquisite curves hinted at a mature charm, and her golden eyes glinted with amusement.


    "How is it, sitting in my seat?"


    "With this workload that could kill an ox, what do you think?"


    Luo En retorted in a flat tone, then sized up Athena, who had undergone a drastic change in appearance, with an expression of surprise.


    "Is this the body you''ve prepared for your incarnation?"


    To limit the excessive interventions of deities in the Mortal World, Zeus and all the Chief Gods confined their original forms to sleep in the Celestial Realm or their respective Holy Lands. They could only walk the earth in the form of spirit divisions or incarnations.


    A spirit division is part of their divinity and Divine Power coalesced into an Incarnation, acting with the same appearance and abilities as the original form;


    An Incarnation, however, involves preparing a physical vessel in advance and infusing part of their will and divinity into it, thereby obtaining another backup body.


    Each method has its advantages and disadvantages.


    The former is convenient for immediate use and easy to manage but not very stable;


    The latter ensures long-term activity but is limited by the vulnerabilities of a living body, with fatigue, pain, and battle damage all being felt in real-time by the spirit.


    Now, Athena''s original form had entered into slumber within the Sanctuary, and what she used was the method of Incarnation.


    At this moment, Athena spread her arms and did a twirl, then asked,


    "What do you think? My new body?"


    Luo En''s gaze swept over her flowing purple hair, features that blended elegance with allure, and her delicately fair collarbones... then continued downward, eventually settling on a broad, white scar across Athena''s chest, and after lingering there for a while, he expressed his heartfelt admiration.


    "It''s incredible!"


    Athena was very pleased with Luo En''s reaction, instinctively straightening her waist even more, those nearly bursting thunderous curves on her chest heaving, almost dizzying Luo En.


    "Cough cough, speaking of which, this body differs greatly from your original appearance."

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    Goddess Athena casually responded, "This is a new vessel I created using the blood of the Gorgon Sisters and my own divinity, to make it convenient for me to walk outside and hide my identity."


    Luo En observed Athena intently for a while, his eyes thoughtful.


    No wonder he always felt this face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before��the sample provider turned out to be Medusa.


    As for why it was Medusa, and not the Gorgon Sisters as Athena had mentioned, Luo En''s gaze shifted downward, settling on the prominent features on Athena''s chest, and he smirked to himself.


    To have fashioned such a figure for herself, it seemed you also had things you cared about, Sister Ya.


    Just as Luo En''s thoughts began to wander, a whisper echoed in his ear.


    "You seem to be thinking about something impolite..."


    "Not at all," Luo En denied outright, then quickly offered a noble-sounding excuse, "I was just thinking that if you plan to use this body to conceal your identity, should you not adopt a new name for your current appearance?"


    On hearing this, Athena nodded in agreement, "That makes sense, do you have any suggestions?"


    "How about ''Sasha''?" Luo En suggested with a smile, looking at the purple-haired, golden-eyed Athena in front of him.


    Athena gladly accepted, "That sounds good; let''s go with that."


    So, the Holy Warrior and Goddess Athena are now both prepared? From now on, they could shout the battle cry "For Athena."


    Luo En jeered inwardly, then felt a bit of regret.


    It''s a pity, the original Athena who rampaged through the Netherworld with unmatched battle strength in the LC spin-off didn''t mention a name, otherwise using her name would have been more appropriate.


    "Speaking of which, even before the war of the gods began, you had me prepare another body in advance..."


    Athena, recalling various traces of the past, squinted her eyes as she looked towards Luo En seated opposite her.


    "Could it be that from the beginning, you planned to restrict all the chief gods, including us?"


    "The absence of excessive divine intervention is what really matters to humanity," Luo En nodded, revealing his long-held true plan.


    "You have been ruling for too long; it''s time to loosen the chains and let humanity learn to walk on their own."


    "And what about you?"


    Athena, looking at the person before her with the aura of a chief god, couldn''t help but grind her teeth.


    How come all these chief gods had been stripped of their titles, yet this person still retained his chief god strengths!


    "As a shepherd, I have a duty to oversee, and this was all to prevent someone from overstepping and abusing power!"


    Luo En answered righteously, then proudly defended himself.


    "Besides, the Three Fates haven''t picked a bone with me, their lack of opposition symbolizes their agreement, right?"


    Though that may be so, he didn''t mention a word about his own characteristic of being outside fate, which was actually the real reason behind this particular variable not being stripped of his title.


    And Athena was no fool; looking at Luo En before her, she gritted her teeth and sneered coldly.


    "Using us to divide the great powers of Olympus, using Zeus to balance us; negotiating with Hecate and those old gods and the Three Fates to establish a new order that diminishes the visibility of the pantheon, opening a new era for humanity. Well done, calculating everyone into your plan!"


    "So what about it?"


    Luo En confidently counter-queried, then calmly looked towards Athena.


    "Hera has gained freedom, Poseidon has reclaimed the sea authority, Apollo has enacted his revenge, and your Athens need not worry following in the footsteps of Crete Island...


    After a rebellion, not only were you not purged, but you essentially got what you wanted, isn''t that good?


    And thus, the strife among the gods ceased, and humanity could recuperate.


    All this is the best screenplay I could come up with."


    Athena rolled her eyes at Luo En, her face darkening as she inquired.


    "Should I also thank you?"


    "There''s no need for that, just accept your loss," Luo En waved his hand off, using the tone Athena once used to teach him, jokingly.


    "No one can win forever, it seems you''re no different."


    However, unexpectedly, the proud Goddess of Wisdom actually nodded slightly, openly accepting her defeat.


    "You''re right, this time indeed you won, outsmarting me to this extent, even I must admit my inferiority."


    This sudden change made Luo En somewhat unsettled, prompting him to quickly rise from his seat facing Athena.


    "Ahem, luck plays a part, the greater scheme of Athens still needs your guidance!"


    But before he could fully stand, Athena pushed him back down onto the table.


    The goddess''s golden eyes narrowed as she looked down at the victor underneath her, and coldly huffed.


    "Just won against me and you think you can go? Not so easy!"


    Facing the impressive presence, Luo En swallowed nervously and cautiously inquired.


    "So..."


    The white silk dress slid down from her shoulders, Athena looking down at her subdued opponent, her golden eyes gleaming cunningly and haughtily said.


    "This time, I''ll be on top!"


    In the temple, the air surged and the doors promptly closed, as the victorious goddess shed all pretense and launched a fierce attack, pinning her opponent down in a brutal assault to reclaim the victory she lost on another battlefield.


    The escalating battle caused the office desk to shake incessantly, several documents sliding off the desk corner and falling to the ground, revealing the gold lettering inside.


    ����In three days, God of Wine Luo En will marry Goddess Thetis in the City of Athens, and you are cordially invited to join.


    The gold-lettered invitation glanced by the golden eyes in the darkness, elicited a cynical chuckle.


    Thetis, your husband is truly remarkable!


    Immediately after, even fiercer sounds of battle erupted.

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    The next day, early in the morning.


    After having labored all night, Luo En stretched lazily and casually tossed a finished document from the table to the pile of files behind him.


    As he turned around, a breathtaking scene of a begonia in deep slumber in the corner of the temple caught his eye.


    The elegant purple hair fell like a waterfall over the snowy mountain peaks, and her skin, so delicate that it could shatter with a touch, still carried traces of a fading blush. Her exquisite face, charming even in its fierceness, was furrowed in distress as though she had not endured the previous night''s battles well, and her long legs clasped tightly together, instinctively revealing a defensive posture.


    A Valkyrie, undefeated in all battles?


    Tsk tsk, is that so?


    Looking at Athena who lay unconscious on the floor, Luo En couldn''t help but snicker and shake his head.


    That''s the trouble with virgin goddesses. Even though their experience is zero, they are the loudest shouters, always thinking they are tremendously strong before the battle starts. But when they really clash with swords and spears, they quickly show their true colors.


    Just like that, Athena was completely devastated overnight. She pales in comparison to the original Artemis and even to the equally-built lesser deity, Medusa, who could easily overshadow her.


    At most, this all-conquering Valkyrie might compete with Stheno and Euryale, the two fledgling lady ghosts, and even then, she might not secure a victory.


    How should I put it, there''s a great deal of room for improvement. She could learn a thing or two by discussing more with him.


    Just as Luo En snickered to himself, a graceful figure approached the temple from outside and gently knocked on the tightly shut door.


    A wisp of elegant purple hair peeped through the crack in the door, capturing someone''s attention.


    Medusa?


    With the identification of the visitor''s identity, a guilty Luo En jolted upright.


    "Are you there? May I come in?"


    As he saw those pale hands slowly pushing the door open, Luo En couldn''t afford to think further. With lightning speed, he rolled up the still-sleeping Athena from the corner, stuffed her under the office desk, pulled down the tablecloth, and cast a small barrier to cover the unseemly virgin goddess.


    He himself then swiftly took a seat with perfect posture, pretending to be deeply engrossed in evaluating official documents, just before Medusa entered.


    "So you are here."


    Seeing Luo En engrossed in his work within the temple, the unsuspecting Medusa exhaled softly, her furrowed brow relaxing slightly.


    Noticing this subtle expression change, the completely exhausted upright deity put down his iron pen and calmly asked, "Is there something you need from me?"


    Medusa nodded, her coldly beautiful face revealing a trace of embarrassment.


    "Someone insists on seeing you, and we couldn''t stop her."


    "A deity?"


    "Yes."


    "What''s her name?"


    "Diana, she claims to be an Amazon."


    "Cough cough..."


    At this, Luo En couldn''t help but cough violently, a big question mark popping up in his mind.


    What''s going on? Wonder Woman knocking at my door?


    He pondered, although he was quite a scoundrel, he had never crossed paths with the Queen of the Amazons, let alone any Amazonian.


    Just as Luo En was utterly baffled, a silver-haired, blue-eyed huntress wearing a waist cincher and hunting boots, bow and arrows on her back, dodged Medusa''s interception with agile grace. She burst into the great temple and sported a bright, brilliant smile to the shepherd behind the desk.


    "I knew you''d be here!"


    Upon seeing the figure before him, Luo En''s confusion instantly cleared, and he waved his hand with a bitter smile at the wary Medusa.


    "She''s my friend, no need to worry."


    Upon hearing this, the skeptical Medusa hesitantly let down her guard and obediently exited the temple at Luo En''s gesture, going back to her pressing matters.


    Since the Goddess of Justice, Themis, the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia, and the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena��all prominent figures of War God Mountain��had successively fallen into deep sleep and the Goddess Mnemosyne had been exiled back to the Temple of Memory on Mount Helicon by the new laws of Fate, Medusa, an old resident of War God Mountain, had no choice but to learn to stand on her own.


    With her wedding day drawing near, she had many issues to resolve.


    Seeing the girl who once needed his protection now grow into a leader capable of carrying the responsibilities of War God Mountain filled Luo En with a sense of satisfaction.


    Then, after watching Medusa walk away, he finally closed the great door with a wave of his hand and turned to the Amazon known as "Diana" with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.


    "Artemis, what brought you here?"


    Indeed, the visitor was none other than the Moon and Goddess of the Hunt, who was supposed to be resting in Arcadia.


    And this silver-haired, blue-eyed guise was exactly what Artemis had used to disguise her identity with illusion techniques when they had snuck into Cyprus Island together.


    Only now, Artemis had turned this look into her incarnated spirit form using her divine power, making it easier for her to walk the earth.


    As for why she named herself "Diana," Luo En pretty much guessed it by now.


    Diana, also known as Diana or Dianna, possibly deriving from the word "light," is the goddess in future Ancient Roman mythology who governs the moon, oak forests, witchcraft, hunting, and other powers. In late Roman art, Diana is depicted as a lover of the outdoors, roaming the forests and wilds armed with a bow and arrow, accompanied by a pack of dogs and frolicking with numerous nymphs in hunting games, sometimes traveling in a silver chariot drawn by two sacred deer. Moreover, she vowed to remain a chaste virgin goddess for all her life.


    In fact, this Roman chief goddess Diana corresponds to the current Artemis.


    Additionally, Artemis referring to herself as an "Amazonian" was not entirely made up.

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    Because, although Amazon warriors are the Blood Descendants of Ares, God of War, they are followers of Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt, which in a way, makes it her other Holy Land.


    At that moment, when her lover revealed her identity, the Goddess of the Hunt''s beautiful face blushed slightly, then she quickly calmed herself, a hint of melancholy flickering in her bright eyes.


    "If you get married, I can''t come anymore?"


    Upon hearing this clearly life-threatening statement, Luo En immediately looked solemn and expressed his true feelings.


    "How could that be! My door is always open for you!"


    Artemis, hearing this, her expression slightly cleared, but she still felt somewhat displeased.


    "Then why are you marrying Tethys?"


    Looking at his angry little girlfriend, Luo En helplessly explained.


    "I had promised to help her break her fate, and you wouldn''t want me to be a man who breaks his promises, right?


    "That doesn''t mean you have to do it in person!"


    "But who else would dare defy Zeus''s orders?"


    Luo En threw out an undeniable fact and then spoke softly and reassuringly.


    "Don''t worry, it''s just about helping to make it look official, to cut off others'' thoughts and that prophecy, if she ever wants to leave, I will not stop her."


    "That''s more like it..."


    Finally, reassured by her lover''s continuous promises, Artemis nodded satisfactorily and no longer dwelt on her feelings of being cheated on.


    After all, she was still officially a Virgin Goddess; her true self was sleeping in the Holy Land. Even if she wanted to form an official marriage with her lover, she lacked the necessary conditions and opportunities.


    Marriage isn''t that important.


    Just like Hera and Zeus, even though they were married, they lived separate lives and eventually tormented each other, ending up as sworn enemies.


    As long as he is sincere to me and can often be with me, that''s enough.


    Artemis convinced herself of this, gradually letting go of the doubts in her heart.


    However, compared to Athena, this Goddess of the Hunt was still too naive and did not notice the verbal trap left by a certain scoundrel.


    ��Tethys wanting to leave, he wouldn''t stop her, but it didn''t mean he would if Tethys really fell in love.


    Of course, the current Goddess of the Hunt was not in the mood to consider these troublesome matters.


    "Is your wedding day in two days?"


    Artemis licked her moist lips, a hint of passion sparkled in her blue eyes.


    Here? In Athena''s temple?


    "I..."


    Luo En felt a surge in his heart. Just as he opened his mouth to find an excuse to avoid this deep conversation, his body suddenly stiffened, his neck creaked like rusty parts bending bit by bit, his eyes unbelievingly fixed on the slightly shaking table.


    "What''s wrong? You suddenly broke into a sweat."


    Hearing that abrupt cessation, Artemis looked at her lover in confusion, wanting to step forward and ask.


    "Don''t come any closer!"


    Seeing this, Luo En''s face changed drastically and he hastily raised his hand to stop her.


    Artemis, hearing this, felt somewhat aggrieved.


    "Why are you being so harsh on me?"


    Seeing his girlfriend''s dreary expression, Luo En realized that his tone might have been too harsh, he then propped himself up on the table, his gaze sweeping the floor, forcing a smile on his face as he pressed his voice to explain in resignation.


    "The invitations, I meant to tell you to be careful of the invitations on the floor. The wedding date is pretty tight, so we''ve only prepared this many, and each one counts..."


    Following her lover''s reminder, Artemis then noticed several gold-embossed invitations scattered at her feet, which she could easily damage if she wasn''t careful.


    Realizing she had overreacted, the Goddess of the Hunt felt a twinge of embarrassment and awkwardly squatted down, trying to salvage her image in her lover''s eyes.


    "I''ll clean them up for you."


    "No need!"


    Luo En quickly refused Artemis''s kind offer, forehead inexplicably breaking out in fine sweat, his back hunched, his entire posture like a cooked shrimp on the table.


    Seeing her lover''s abnormal reaction, Artemis couldn''t help but be puzzled.


    "You are...?"


    "Hungry."


    Luo En, lying on the table, struggled to lift his head and squeeze out a smile, reluctantly spoke.


    "Been busy all day and night, haven''t had a chance to eat, could you go out and get me something?"


    Facing her lover''s simple request, Artemis naturally complied without hesitation, quickly nodded her head, turned, and left the Great Temple to find food.


    As the Moon Goddess''s figure disappeared down the corridor, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief as if unburdened, then clenched his teeth and flipped the tablecloth.


    "Aren''t you coming out yet?!"


    A pale, white hand emerged from beneath the table, resting on a corner of the table edge.


    Soon after, a purple-haired goddess with a curvaceous figure crawled out from the cramped space, satisfyingly stretched her back, tilted her head back to swallow, and then a mocking smile spread across her face.


    "Your defeat this time, it came much faster than I anticipated."


    Luo En expressionless, spoke eerily, "Before you say that, could you wipe your mouth first?"


    "..." Athena''s face momentarily stiffened with mockery, then nonchalantly raised her hand to wipe her mouth, speaking to regain her dignity, "Looks like you''re not doing too well yourself."


    "Ah, right, right, right." Luo En weakly nodded his head, then with a mournful face, showed an expression as if expelling a plague, "So you''ve had your fun, can you leave now?"


    However, Athena just smiled and shook her head.


    "This is my temple, why should I leave?"


    "Fine, then I''ll leave!"


    Luo En said, without any reluctance, got up from the desk, ready to flee.


    Two Virgin Goddesses, one wanting to shamelessly continue in her rival''s temple;

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    Another incident was even more outrageous: to declare sovereignty, someone dared to bed their rival''s lover behind a piece of cloth.


    Such an exciting plot, and Luo En, the main character, found it quite unbearable.


    He worried that if he didn''t make a run for it now, he would be facing a dismemberment scene in the Asura Field later.


    However, just as he was opening the great doors of the temple, Artemis, having returned, held a food box with a light smile on her face.


    "Found it!"


    Luo En''s heart skipped a beat for an instant, his peripheral vision stealing a glance behind him.


    Thankfully, there was nobody at the desk, just the tablecloth swaying slightly.


    "Come on, let''s go inside and eat."


    Just as Luo En was relieved he hadn''t given himself away, Artemis had already stepped over the threshold with the food box, heading towards the desk.


    Seeing his hunting goddess of a girlfriend getting closer and closer to the desk, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed the food box, and sat down at the desk first.


    "I''m starving!"


    As he spoke, Luo En quickly opened the food box, took out the food, and started to gorge himself, trying to clear it as fast as possible and then figuring out how to escape.


    But before he had eaten much, a familiar sensation came from beneath the desk; he stiffened and felt like crying but had no tears.


    No way, not again?


    "What''s wrong with you? You look like you want to cry?" Artemis asked from across the desk, concerned.


    "This dish..." Luo En clasped the corners of the desk, supporting his trembling form, eyes slightly red, "...reminds me of the taste of Hestia''s cooking..."


    Hearing this, Artemis also couldn''t help but feel a bit sentimental, the intensity in her eyes diminishing substantially.


    "I miss Aunt Hestia a bit too."


    At the same time, the slight trembling of the desk stopped, as if a certain Goddess of Wisdom was also moved.


    Seeing that his own Chief God had saved him again at a critical moment, Luo En couldn''t help but feel grateful and quickly seized the opportunity to make a suggestion to Artemis.


    "I still have a lot of work unfinished, why don''t you stay on the mountain for now, and we can talk later tonight?"


    "Mm, okay."


    Artemis nodded and obediently agreed.


    Just as she was preparing to head to Hestia''s residence to settle down first, there came a flurry of urgent knocks and Medusa''s familiar voice from outside the door.


    "Luo En, there''s a visitor named Hera who insists on seeing you, and we can''t stop her?"


    "It''s Hera!"


    One crisis barely subsided before another emerged, and Luo En''s heart once again lifted.


    "Her?" When Artemis heard the true identity of the visitor, her expression changed slightly.


    To be honest, she was a bit afraid of the Queen of Heaven because of the shadows of her childhood, especially as the foster mother of the bride-to-be Thetis.


    If she were found meeting Thetis''s husband before Thetis''s wedding, as the guardian of marriage, the Queen of Heaven would definitely not let her off easily.


    "Don''t let her know I''ve been here!"


    Artemis hastily warned, and then prepared to make her escape.


    However, just as she finished speaking, a plump figure came to the door and pushed it open.


    Those distinctive white arms through the door gap shone into the temple, causing the trapped Artemis to panic.


    "Don''t let her find me, find a way to send her away!"


    The Goddess of the Hunt looked around hurriedly, immediately choosing her hiding spot, and dove into the temple''s only place of concealment.


    Watching the tablecloth lifted by Artemis and the slowly widening door gap pushed by Hera''s white arms, Luo En sitting behind the desk was petrified, his heart filled with despair.


    This was it, he was doomed.

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    Under the table, golden and blue eyes were locked in a gaze, casting the atmosphere into an eerie stillness.


    Athena withdrew her right hand from in front of her and casually wiped her mouth, revealing a calm smile on her face.


    "What a coincidence, you''re here too?"


    "..."


    Perceiving that familiar divinity, Artemis''s face shifted from white to blue, then from blue to black, and finally from black to red as she lunged forward with gritted teeth, reaching out to strangle a certain "plastic best friend" who dared to betray her to her face.


    "I''m going all out with you!"


    The overwhelmed table trembled intensely.


    Oh no...


    Luo En, desperately holding the corner of the table with a forced, convoluted smile, greeted Hera as she entered the temple.


    "Queen, what brings you here?"


    "You''re marrying Thetis, and as her foster mother, naturally I had to come and see for myself,"


    Hera replied matter-of-factly, then waved imperiously at the light bulb next to her.


    "Step aside, I have a private matter to discuss with him."


    Hearing this impeccable reason, the innocent Medusa obediently nodded and left the scene, carefully closing the door behind her, leaving ample privacy for their conversation.


    Seeing Hera advancing towards the desk after Medusa''s departure, Luo En felt a rush of anxiety and quickly called out to stop her.


    "Queen!"


    "Everyone''s gone, what are you calling me for?"


    The Goddess of fair arms glanced back at the lover behind the desk and huffed displeasure.


    Under the scrutiny of the Queen, Luo En had no choice but to muster his courage and change his tone.


    "He... Hera..."


    "That''s more like it."


    Hera nodded in satisfaction, her majestic and dignified face blossoming with a bright smile as she began to loosen the girdle at her waist.


    No way? Here? In Athena''s temple again?


    As Luo En watched the familiar scene unfold, he felt an urge to cry, quickly interjecting.


    "Didn''t you say you wanted to talk about Thetis'' wedding?"


    "There''s still two days left, no rush,"


    Hera replied casually, pulling off the girdle, and the white gown began to slip inch by inch from her ivory-like shoulders, revealing tempting sights.


    Luo En quickly put his hand on Hera''s shoulder, stopping the gown''s descent, and managed a smile as he earnestly persuaded.


    "In Athena''s Temple, this isn''t appropriate, is it?"


    "So what?"


    Hera glanced at the statue of Athena directly facing the desk, chuckled lightly, and was totally indifferent.


    "Whether it''s Athena''s Temple or she''s here, even her mother here, I''ll do as I please!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En grimaced as sweat beaded on his forehead.


    It seemed Hera''s place as Queen was indeed snatched from Athena''s mother �� the primeval Goddess of Wisdom, Thetis.


    This nominal guardian of marriage, who rose by playing the other woman, made it no wonder that Greece''s marital relations were such a muddled mess.


    Meanwhile, Athena, the victim under the table, turned deathly pale upon hearing the arrogant proclamation, no longer squabbling with the "plastic best friend" in front of her, but biting her teeth and trying to rush out and fight Hera desperately.


    Artemis, who was previously ready to fight to the death with her "plastic best friend," broke into a massive sweat and instantly dragged Athena back from the edge of the tablecloth, continuously calming her.


    "Calm down! It''s seriously not worth it!"


    "Bang!"


    At the same time, Luo En, who had just stealthily pulled up his pants in the confusion and was trying to sneakingly exit the temple, was forcefully pushed down by the dominant Hera, and pressed in front of the desk.


    One desk was divided into two worlds, with different battlegrounds inside and outside.


    Seeing her lover''s hesitant reaction, Hera was displeased.


    "I''m not afraid, why are you running?"


    "Lady, please don''t, it''s not good..."


    Luo En, pressed on the desk, feeling the intensifying tremors from the barrier beneath, grew even more inclined to cry.


    However, the consistently dominant Hera turned a deaf ear, instead raising her eyebrows and flashing a mischievous smile.


    "So, you want to play a coercion game with me?"


    "I''m not! I haven''t!" Luo En fervently denied and persistently advised, "The wedding is drawing near; we really still have lots of work to do. Let''s postpone this, shall we?"


    "Hmm."


    Hera nodded her head, seemingly very understanding.


    Luo En, seeing this, was instantly filled with hope.


    "You agree?"


    Hera curled the corners of her mouth up, revealing a meaningfully deep smile.


    "Remember the rules of the coercion game?"


    Seeing that subtle expression on Hera, Luo En suddenly had a bad feeling.


    The rules of the coercion game?


    "Everything should be interpreted in the opposite sense, ''don''t'' means ''do'', opposition signifies agreement."


    Reasserting the rules, Queen Hera, with a playful look, eyed her prey beneath her claws, her gaze flickering darkly, a hint of sadistic pleasure emerging in her eyes.


    "And the more you resist, the more excited I get!"


    "..."


    Under the desk, Athena and Artemis, after a moment of silence, simultaneously judged.


    "Beast!"


    However, due to the sound being isolated by the small barrier, Hera above, utterly unaware she was broadcasting live this ultimate dishonor, became more engaged, beginning to tear at her lover''s clothes.


    Luo En, whether befitting his role or because Athena and Artemis were watching from under the table, could only resist while desperately trying to persuade.


    "This is an office..."


    "What does that have to do with me?"


    "Too many eyes, what if we get caught..."


    "Wouldn''t that be even better?"


    The fully engaged Hera wouldn''t take no for an answer, her face filled with the joy of breaking taboos.

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    "Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    Just as a certain queen of heaven was growing engrossed in a coercive game, urgent knocking and a familiar phrase emanated from outside the door.


    "Luo En, someone insists on seeing you, and we can''t stop them,"


    "Who is it?"


    As the game seemed to have triggered a hidden plot, Hera turned her head intriguingly to ask on behalf of Luo En.


    Outside, Medusa subconsciously answered, "It''s the Craftsman God Hephaestus and Tethys. They have come together to discuss wedding matters,"


    "..." Hera''s face, previously bubbling with excitement, instantly solidified, her body stiffened.


    "Oh, don''t bother announcing us; we''re almost like family. I just came to visit Luo En since it''s nothing urgent; let me see if he''s inside,"


    At that moment, a rough voice came from outside. A somewhat hunched figure, dragging his characteristic limp, approached Medusa and reached out to push open the tightly closed doors of the temple.


    Behind him, an elegant figure exuding a misty marine air also stepped onto the steps.


    Hearing the doors begin to creak, Hera''s soul nearly fled. In a sweeping glance, she dove under the desk in frantic haste.


    "Make sure they don''t find out I''m here; find a way to send them off first!"


    Watching the queen of heaven dive under the tablecloth, Hephaestus, wearing a full smile, and the bride-to-be Tethys, who followed, entered the door. Luo En, responsible for blocking the front of the desk, appeared utterly resigned, an inevitable thought popping into his head.


    "Should we just destroy it? Quick!"


    The visible dismay caused Hephaestus to pause slightly as he entered.


    "What''s wrong with you? You look quite ill, and your expression is off,"


    "Ahem, it''s because the workload is too much,"


    Medusa stepped forward, coughing lightly as she explained on behalf of Luo En.


    "As you know, the war among the gods just ended. Although the chief gods are asleep as promised, the Mortal World has been ravaged by war and is in desperate need of replenishment. Many matters require personal handling, especially now in Athens, which cannot do without people,"


    Tethys nodded in agreement upon hearing this.


    Having once lived on War God Mountain, she had witnessed firsthand the cultural, artistic, entertainment, educational, and culinary advancements and developments that surpassed the era in Athens. She could also sense, with her wisdom, how different and important this city-state was for the human world.


    And to maintain this glory, cooperation between the Athenians and the gods of War God Mountain was necessary.


    Now, as Athena, Hestia, Themis, and Mnemosyne, the original four leaders of War God Mountain, had fallen into sleep for various reasons, Luo En, as the secretary of Crete Island and a spokesman with deep connections to these chief gods, had to step forward to manage the situation.


    The enormous workload concentrated on him alone inevitably led to some overexertion.


    Realizing this, Tethys looked at the inexplicably haggard figure and the mountain of files behind him, feeling somewhat heartbroken.


    "Why don''t you sit down and rest for a while?"


    As Tethys said this and was about to step forward to help,


    Seeing the chair behind the desk, Luo En seemed as if a switch had been flipped, involuntarily shivering and hastily shaking his head to decline Tethys''s kind gesture.


    "No need, I can hold on!"


    What a joke; three were already stuffed below, and if he sat down, he might be torn in half by those lionesses clutching at his thighs in no time.


    However, it was strange that the three of them hadn''t fought on the spot...


    Luo En, looking at the stable desk, inner thoughts quietly surfaced, a faint hope reignited in his heart.


    Maybe, there''s still hope for me?


    With that, he perked up and forced a smile full of apology to the visiting Tethys.


    "I''m sorry, as you can see, trivial matters abound, and I can''t properly host you,"


    "It''s okay, I understand,"


    Tethys spoke softly, her tone gentle, embodying the demeanor of a virtuous wife and mother.


    "After all, I just came to see you and had no urgent business,"


    "To ensure our wedding goes ahead as scheduled, I will definitely sort out these matters that need resolution as quickly as possible!"


    Luo En assured fervently, revealing his hard-working intentions.


    In truth, his arduous work was to stabilize the order in Athens, preventing any mishaps in the upcoming wedding.


    A labor of love, visible to heaven and earth.


    However, complications arose during the execution. Athena, Artemis, and Hera��those romantic debts he had incurred earlier��all showed up at his door, coincidentally mixing together, creating a situation tough to escape.


    "Well, you be busy then," Tethys gently nodded, then placed the snacks and gifts she brought from home on the table, showing great understanding.


    Hephaestus, on the other hand, scratched his head in resignation, feeling somewhat dejected.


    "Looks like we won''t be drinking,"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En broke into a sudden laugh.


    "That''s simple, War God Mountain has plenty of divine brews, and there''s a batch of this year''s fresh brew. I''ll have Medusa take you to get it, I guarantee it will satisfy!"


    It wasn''t just him, the God of Wine, but also many core members of the Dionysian Sect who resided permanently in Athens; they were naturally adept at brewing, and their accumulated stock over the years would definitely treat Hephaestus well.


    Despite that, Hephaestus still felt slightly regretful.


    "Even with good wine, it''s only enjoyable when drunk with the right company,"

 Chapter 439 2: The More You Resist, The More Excited I Get (4.6k)_3

    "That won''t be a problem. Several of the new teachers recruited at the Academy of Athens are quite talented in forging, and if you''re interested, Chiron would be happy to show you around."


    "Chiron? The legendary Centaur Sage?"


    Hephaestus''s interest was piqued immediately, and Luo En nodded with a smile.


    "Exactly."


    "I''ve long heard of his great reputation, today is a good day to have a chat with him."


    "I''ll have Medusa and the others take you to the wine cellar first to pick out some fine wines, then lead the way for you. If you get drunk, just stay the night on the mountain."


    Having made proper arrangements for the God of Craftsmanship, Luo En then turned his attention to Tethys standing beside him and spoke softly.


    "Since you''re here, why not go see Astraea? She''s been talking about you lately."


    "Hmm, I''ve been missing that child too."


    Tethys nodded gently, a nostalgic smile spreading across her elegant face.


    Back then, she and Luo En had been chased everywhere by the Goddess of Discord, Eris, and The Furies. If it hadn''t been for the timely help of the kindhearted second-generation Goddess of Justice, Astraea, who also took them to seek aid from Themis, Tethys might have died at sea from the Mark of Vengeance, on the waters of the Sea of Okeanos.


    It was then that her relationship with Luo En had rapidly heated up.


    In some ways, Astraea was like the little God of Love who had facilitated their marriage.


    "Alright, you go ahead and have a look around; we can talk more once I''m done with these things."


    Luo En waved his hand, and Tethys and Hephaestus, led by Medusa, nodded knowingly and left.


    Outside the Temple, a gentle breeze caressed their faces, and the fresh air filled their nostrils; Tethys took a deep breath of the long-missed scent of War God Mountain.


    Then, she suddenly stopped, turned her head solemnly, and looked back at the tightly closed doors of the Temple.


    This scent...


    Medusa, who was leading the way, turned around, her concern evident as she looked at Tethys standing still: "What''s wrong?"


    For some reason, her spine tensed inexplicably, filled with a defensive tension.


    "It''s nothing, I just suddenly remembered some other things." Tethys came back to her senses with a smile and quickened her pace to catch up with Medusa, but her downcast eyes twinkled darkly.


    Meanwhile, sensing that the figures outside the door had walked away, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, carefully picked up a stack of documents from the floor, and reached for the door.


    "Why run away?"


    However, a faint voice came from behind him, and three figures lifted the tablecloth in succession, walking in a triangular formation, cornering someone who was about to make a run for it again.


    Seeing the three smiling faces, Luo En swallowed nervously.


    "When did you three become so close?"


    "Just now."


    The three Goddesses looked at each other and smiled, seemingly reaching a tacit agreement.


    Luo En felt a strong sense of danger and quickly reminded them.


    "Tethys hasn''t gone far..."


    Keeping his fiance?e on War God Mountain was the safety net he had prepared for himself.


    "She''s beyond 1,000 meters now, which is a safe distance." Artemis smiled, poking through the false deterrent and stepping forward, her gaze intense.


    Luo En''s eyelid twitched, and he stepped back, turning to Athena and chuckling for help.


    "We should consider the propriety of the Temple, shouldn''t we?"


    "Why are you looking at me? This is Athena''s Temple, what does it have to do with me, Sasha?"


    "Sasha," with her purple hair and golden eyes, spoke innocently, tracing Hermes Script in the air and constructing a tight barrier.


    Luo En was left speechless, finally turning his earnest gaze to the queen of marriage.


    "Tethys and I are about to get married."


    "Isn''t that two days from now?"


    Hera spoke faintly, blocking the last gap, her fingers severing the only covering on her prey.


    The Goddess sworn to protect chastity had forsaken her vows;


    The Goddess who couldn''t tolerate desecration had offered her own Temple;


    The Goddess intent on justifying marriage was indulging in the thrill of taboo...


    It was clear that the three now-dirty Goddesses, after experiencing a situation of candid confession, had become closely bonded by holding each other''s secrets, forming a stable triangle of shared interests, agreeing to partake of the prey together.


    Confronted with such a despicable scene of collusion, the cornered victim raised his hands in tragic surrender, facing his cruel Fate.


    A sacrilegious feast began violently within the sanctified hall of the Temple.

 Chapter 440 3 Dedicated to the Most Beautiful Goddess! (Synopsis Reclaimed 1/2)

    In the following two days, as the wedding day approached, the entirety of Athens was immersed in an increasingly rich and festive atmosphere, with the entertainment-loving and lively Athenians enjoying the peace that came after the divine war.


    Different delegations from various city-states, regions, and divine-blood families gathered one after another, spending their time touring the cultural center of Athens while waiting to celebrate the wedding of the shepherd atop War God Mountain.


    In contrast, War God Mountain, as the wedding planner, seemed much busier. The Three Graces were responsible for the reception of guests, The Nine Muses oversaw the internal coordination, Medusa led the Gorgon Sisters and the power of the Academy of Athens to maintain order in public, while Typhon''s offspring, under Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, lurked in the shadows, keeping watch...


    As for Luo En himself, he confined himself to the Great Temple, dealing with an overwhelming pile of work. Except for essential meals and some meetings that he couldn''t avoid, he barely saw anyone else.


    It seemed that due to the overly burdensome affairs that needed to be resolved, the overworked shepherd visibly became more haggard after just two days and nights.


    Fortunately, on the eve of the wedding ceremony, the long tug-of-war finally came to an end.


    After Luo En finished the last document on his desk, he threw down his iron pen and, under the watchful eyes of six behind him, which still held unfulfilled expectations, he dashed out of the temple like escaping for his life and ran all the way to the Academy of Athens. He jumped into the lake, cleaning himself thoroughly, inside and out.


    He then unceremoniously dragged out the sleeping Teacher Chiron from the lakeside hut and, pulling along this member of his makeshift entourage, they went to Hestia''s residence to prepare for the upcoming wedding the next morning.


    Meanwhile, during their busy preparations, the trio of goddesses, finally leaving the Great Temple after planning their silver party, arrived under Hera''s leadership at the nearly completed wedding site for inspection, taking on the roles of the bride Thetis''s maternal family on the spot.


    Because in Ancient Greek weddings, many of the preparations are the responsibility of the bride''s family. During the prep phase before the wedding, the bride''s side prepares the dowry, and the bride''s mother personally constructs the wedding venue.


    As the goddess in charge of marriage and Thetis''s foster mother, Hera still had to take some interest in her foster daughter''s wedding.


    As for Athena and Artemis, who were pulled in to help, they were making up to the bride in another sense for the "usage fee" of the groom.


    The three goddesses scrutinized the wedding site in detail, corrected some small errors, filled in anything that was overlooked, and busied themselves for most of the night with patience. It was only after ensuring that everything was perfectly ready that they left the site contentedly and went to the new residence of the bride Thetis.


    By tradition, on the evening before the wedding, the bride undergoes a baptismal ceremony, applying rock salt and minerals, bathing to purify and symbolize tranquility and purity.


    As part of the bridal party, they naturally needed to go and help or show their faces to dispel certain suspicions.


    Thetis, hearing the commotion, opened her bedroom door and, seeing the three members of the bridal party standing outside, greeted them with a sincere smile and warmly invited them to participate in her baptismal ceremony.


    The three goddesses and the bride entered the bath of the mountain in high spirits, spending the final night before the wedding amidst a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere.


    At the same time, a blood-red figure stealthily made its way into the wedding venue after sneaking around.


    Seeing that there was no one around, the intruder played with the gold-embossed invitation in hand and a malicious smile spread across the face. Then, with a flick of the wrist, a Golden Apple was placed on a plate left at the table.


    Under the moonlight, a row of inscriptions carved on the surface of the Golden Apple faced the entrance of the venue.


    ��"To the most beautiful Goddess!"


    After doing all this, the uninvited guest satisfactorily turned into a streak of blood-red light and fled, vanishing into the dense blood-red mist.


    Unbeknownst to her, the act was being observed by an owl perched atop a tree, watching everything from above.


    And on a beam at the venue, a flickering rune quietly extinguished its remaining light.


    At that moment, Athena, who was wrapped in a bath towel and chatting with her close friends by the poolside, slightly paused her speech and then continued to speak with a certain teasing and anticipatory smile on her face;


    And the almost dozing bridegroom in Hestia''s residence, as if sensing something, opened his eyes, which flickered mysteriously, and a playful smile spread across his face.


    Here they come!


    Saying that it was out of retaliation for not being invited, even if an invitation had been extended, your nature of causing inevitable chaos wouldn''t necessarily settle down, would it?


    Good, let''s treat it as a side show.


    Without some "surprise," it would be rather dull for the guests.


    Luo En yawned and slowly closed his somewhat sleepy eyes.


    ~~


    In the early morning, Teacher Chiron, who was conscripted into service, woke up the soundly sleeping Luo En. The groom got up in due course, dressed in a resplendent attire, and set off from his residence �� Hestia''s home. Surrounded by friends and family, he made his way to the residence prepared for the bride nearby.


    Following the custom, Luo En took out the prepared baton and knocked on the bride''s front door three times, calling and inviting, to show his sincerity and steadfastness.


    The well-prepared Thetis gently opened the door and, accompanied by Athena and Artemis, stepped out.


    Seeing the two bridesmaids flanking him on each side, Luo En couldn''t help but twitch his eyelids, as the unforgettable two days and one night seemed to flash before his eyes...


    "My lady, you should really keep your two girlfriends apart in the future. They certainly had no qualms about using your chariot, just standing up and stomping down!


    While Luo En silently grumbled to himself internally, he turned to gaze at his soon-to-be wife, his eyes revealing a trace of amazement.


    Today, Thetis was dressed in a long white gown with gold patterns embroidered on the fabric, her head adorned with a flower crown woven from grape leaves. In her hands, she held wheat ears, symbolizing vitality and abundance, always reminding of the future happiness and prosperity.


    Her dignified and elegant aura brought out the full sense of a gentle and tender wife.


    Feeling the slightly hot gaze upon her, Thetis blushed and softly reminded,


    "How long do you plan on looking? It''s almost time."


    Luo En, who was somewhat entranced, came back to his senses, apologized with a smile, and quickly gathered his thoughts. Taking Thetis''s hand in his, he led her side by side towards the wedding venue.


    The two bridesmaids left behind watched the couple snuggling up to each other ahead of them, suddenly feeling a bit jealous.


    Let''s just leave today to her. After all, we''ve already had our share of two days and one night.


    The groom, very slick...


    Athena and Artemis, upon this thought, revealed mischievous smiles and followed after them.


    ~~


    Usually, the bride and groom would hold their wedding ceremony at an ancient temple in the area. In front of the Temple, a priest or a clergy member would perform prayers, beseeching deities for blessings and protection over their wedded bliss. Subsequently, the couple would exchange tokens representing the wedding covenant, symbolizing an everlasting promise and shared responsibilities.


    However, since Luo En and Thetis were both amongst the ranks of deities, with the real gods already present at the spacious wedding venue, there really was no need to worship before statues in a temple.


    Therefore, skipping this part of the ceremony, surrounded by friends and family, they walked over petals strewn on the ground to reach the cliffside wedding venue.


    On one side was the azure Aegean Sea, and on the other, the towering War God Mountain, with the whole Acropolis of Athens visible below, offering broad vistas and breathtaking beauty.


    Luo En and Thetis, hand in hand, stepped over a rope at the end of the marble staircase, officially entering the gates of the wedding venue.


    The rope symbolized their entering a new phase of life and embarking on a new journey. This also signified that the couple would work together to overcome challenges in their life ahead.


    At this moment, it was time for the guests to present their gifts to the couple, symbolizing their blessings and support for the newlyweds'' life. The gifts could be gold, silver, jewelry, fine cloths, or items representing happiness and wealth; there were no specific requirements.


    The straightforward God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, was the first to step forward and present his carefully prepared gift.


    It was a shield, thick, large, and finely crafted, with a triple-layer bulge circling the edge, shining brilliantly, complementing the pure silver straps.


    With five layers on its broad face, it bore a series of exquisite reliefs, imbued with his skill and craftsmanship.


    He cast the earth, sky, sea, the untiring sun, and the full, round moon. The many constellations were like floral wreaths adorning the vault of heaven.


    Moreover, the shield bore two bustling cities, rendered with stunning beauty.


    One city depicted scenes of marriage and celebration, with friends leading the bride out of her chamber, walking along city streets with dazzling torches, marching to the melody of wedding songs. The Three Graces moved quickly and started dancing joyously to the sound of the Nine Muses'' firm-playing lutes; the attending gods and mortals gazed admiringly and blessedly, perfectly corresponding to the scene currently unfolding in Athens.


    The other city was like an orchard conquered by grapevines, the reliefs on the shield having golden fruit representing ripe, purple grapes sprawling on silver frameworks. A boundless storm hovered over the city, with gods roaring and stars falling, highlighting the air of the apocalypse.


    But this vine-filled city was enjoying peace. People left their shelters to pick grapes. Groups of girls and young men, with youthful innocence, filled baskets woven from willow branches with ripe, sweet fruit and drank deeply of wine; among them, a young man plucked a clear-sounding harp, playing an enchanting tune and singing long poems from the "Sacred Words" with an expressive voice, sounding beautiful; everyone joined in the chorus, singing joyfully and stepping lively to the rhythm.


    Without saying, Luo En guessed that this city was none other than Thebes, which he saved during the godly war.


    Finally, the mighty currents of the Sea of Okeanos surged along the indestructible shield''s rim, with the outermost pattern representing Chaos barely visible, enveloping the entire shield and the entire "World" represented on its face.


    Looking at this exquisite shield, brimming with intense divine essence, Luo En asked instinctively.


    "What is this?"


    The God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, responded with a hearty laugh and a proud answer.


    "Dionysus Cosmos, of course, you can also call it ''The Little World that Surrounds the Heavens.''"

 Chapter 444 5

    "Boom!"


    Zeus, having his defenses shattered, raised his hands high, and a fierce thunder interwove instantly above the wedding scene, forming silver swords that pierced the dark clouds, plummeting straight towards the ultimate culprit of foul mouth.


    "Dionysus Cosmos... [A small world wrapped by the sky]..."


    Accompanied by a low chant, a thick, huge, and finely crafted Divine Shield was lifted. The earth, sky, ocean, the tireless Sun, the full-moon, and the multitude of stars engraved on its surface shone brightly like a garland adorning the heavens, constructing the outline of the [World].


    At the same time, the city''s phantoms of Athens and Thebes rose from the ground, and the "residents," young and old, male and female, became visible, filling in the details of the [World], giving that realm life and vitality.


    At the moment the thunder struck, the people living in it seemed to sense danger, setting aside their work and praying devoutly.


    The overlapping voices sang the name of "Dionysus," with a unified faith creating a misty, blue firmament above the [small world].


    "Bang Bang Bang Bang!"


    The silver thunder that fell in succession vanished within the misty blue light rising from the surface of the Divine Shield, never reaching the figure hidden behind that [small world].


    How could this be?!


    Seeing this, Zeus was startled, his raised hands fervently swinging down, trying to further enhance the authority of the thunder.


    "Bang!"


    However, before the Divine King could react, a shield that slipped from a hand spun toward him with the speed of lightning and hit Zeus squarely in the old face.


    "Crack~"


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of a broken nasal bone, the Divine Incarnation created by Zeus''s Divine Power fell backward, and the golden particles of Divinity scattered from the wound like light dust.


    The sensation of a sour and painful face made His Majesty the King of Gods see darkness before his eyes, and he couldn''t help but shed hot tears, his expression twisted and filled with sorrow and anger.


    "You dare to treat me like this, I will..."


    "Pfft!"


    A crimson lance formed of condensed blood whistled through the air, easily tearing apart the hastily erected Divine barrier in front of Zeus and piercing straight through the chest of the Divine King, brutally nailing him to the marble column behind.


    As countless particles of golden Divinity scattered, Zeus clutched the large hole in his chest, his face full of disbelief as he looked towards the figure who had thrown that deicide spear.


    "You actually..."


    "Buzz!"


    Before he could finish speaking, the tip of the blood-red spear lit up with several fiery Hermes Scripts, signifying��explosion."Boom!"


    A dull roar followed, and Zeus''s Divine Incarnation, along with half of the marble column behind him, was blown to pieces.


    "Bastards! I will not let you off! I will definitely not!"


    With a roar of rage, the pitiful Divine Incarnation disintegrated into golden particles of Divinity, gathering towards the sky.


    Luo En bent down to pick up the Divine Shield that had just been tried in battle, then stood up, turned around, and looked around with a sincere gaze.


    "You all saw it, right? He started it first; I was just defending myself."


    The pantheon of gods nodded together in agreement.


    "It''s been less than three days since he tried to reignite the god war, way too excessive! We absolutely can''t tolerate this; we must respond with heavy fists!"


    The gods nodded again, like a flock of chicks pecking at grains.


    "So let''s continue to get along well in the future, and not follow those who break rules right from the start."


    The gods nodded once more, their throats moving unconsciously, with swallowing sounds barely discernible, and their eyes fixed on a certain [Shepherd] filled with faint horror.


    This guy, is he still the Chief God?


    Could it be a privilege given to him by The Three Fates, to mediate the world''s conflicts for three hundred years?


    The minds of the gods were abuzz with thoughts, reassessing the value behind the title of [Shepherd].


    Soon, Luo En, with a smile, clapped his hands to lighten the mood.


    "Alright, everyone, no need to be tense, the little interlude is now over. Let''s proceed with the music, the dance, and the feast."


    The Three Graces and The Nine Muses in charge of the artistic performance decisively played the harp and sang poetry, using their elegant and skillful performance to diffuse the tension from the recent violence.


    Leading with Medusa, the Gorgon Sisters, along with the crazed women of Dionysus under Luo En''s command and the priestesses from the Temple of Athena, pushed the dining carts, serving up one delicious dish after another and jars of sweet Ambrosial Honey Wine to the guests at the wedding.


    With dance, song, food, and wine synergizing, the gods gradually relaxed, immersing themselves completely in this luxurious feast.


    After all, they weren''t planning any mischief, and a fair battle for believers was more advantageous than disadvantageous for most of the Chief Gods.


    So, whether this mediator Shepherd retained the strength of a Chief God or was demoted to a lesser deity didn''t make much difference to them.


    It was that His Majesty the King of Gods, who was used to being high-handed, who had made a scene at the wedding, thus attracting the gunfire to make an example out of him.


    The gods muttered a few critical words in their hearts, turned to their cups and drank heartily, their faces showing not the slightest sympathy but even some schadenfreude.


    The cake of faith is only so big; one less bite for others means one more bite for themselves.


    Although Zeus, the King of Olympus, hadn''t deliberately developed the Holy Land, his long-standing prestige still posed a significant threat in the battle of faith.

 Chapter 445 5_2

    Because of this wedding, the most competitive opponents had been kicked out of the game before they had time to be happy, let alone appeal on behalf of Zeus.


    And His Majesty the King of Gods, having just lost a Divine Incarnation, would probably need some time to recover before he could walk the Lower Realm again. Meanwhile, they could take advantage of this gap to extend their influence into the few city-states that worshipped Zeus.


    As their thoughts became clearer, the deities who were enjoying themselves at the banquet began to find the wine and food exceptionally delicious.


    The wedding scene, abuzz with merriment and festivity, was vibrant with the clinking of cups being exchanged.


    In a corner, Luo En looked up towards Mount Olympus in the stars and poured out a cup of nectar as a salute to the prematurely departed Divine King.


    He was well aware that Eris was the chief culprit behind the Golden Apple incident, and that His Majesty the King of Gods had not instigated it.


    After all, Zeus wasn''t so foolish that he would rush to stir up trouble just three days after the truce in the divine war, especially not with such a child''s play ruse.


    But what did that matter? The wronged one is you!


    Luo En had a sly smile on his face as he picked up another cup of nectar from the table and drank it all at once, feeling an intense sense of satisfaction.


    Having held back for so long, although he couldn''t send His Majesty the King of Gods to Tartarus to reunite with his mother, Semele, he could at least start collecting some interest.


    After his moment of reflection, Luo En set down his cup and looked around the hall, but he didn''t see the red-haired, black-winged figure anywhere.


    "No need to look anymore, Eris sneaked away amidst the chaos," a voice interrupted.


    Tethys, who was beside him, poured wine for her husband and added in a low voice.


    "It was while you were confronting Zeus."


    "Tsk, she sure ran fast," Luo En muttered, shaking his head in mild frustration.


    Eris might have been low-level when it came to causing mischief, but her instincts for danger were quite keen.


    "Don''t worry, it seems someone has already gone after her," Tethys said, pointing in a particular direction with a light smile.


    Following her gesture, Luo En looked over and immediately revealed a schadenfreude grin upon seeing the empty seat.


    "Looks like Eris''s newly grown feathers might be in danger again."


    The one who had gone after her was Athena.


    Clearly, the Goddess of Wisdom had been paying close attention to the mischievous actions of the Goddess of Discord.


    And with Athena intervening, whether in terms of wisdom or strength, Eris, who was significantly outmatched, was surely in for a good lesson.


    Moreover, going after Eris also meant that Athena was well aware of the true instigator behind the Golden Apple incident. With the Goddess of Discord to vent on, she probably wouldn''t bother him anymore, right?


    Luo En thought about his own mass mockery tactic earlier at the event and muttered to himself.


    "Don''t celebrate too early, one has gone but don''t two others remain?" Tethys reminded him with a smile, and then pointed towards someone who had been peeping from the corridor several times.


    "There seems to be someone looking for you over there."


    Turning his head to look, Luo En felt an immediate headache.


    It was Aphrodite.


    Of the three goddesses involved in the Golden Apple incident, she was the one he found the most difficult to deal with.


    "You have time to chat slowly; I''m going to leave first," Tethys said with a smile, waving goodbye before dropping a sweet promise.


    "I''ll be waiting for you in the bridal chamber tonight," she whispered and, pretending to be drunk, left the wedding scene with the support of The Three Graces.


    Left with no other choice, Luo En had to receive and bid farewell to the guests alone, not managing to send off the contented guests until late afternoon.


    Clearly, these did not include the aggrieved parties who had just suffered indignities at the feast.


    As the crowd dispersed, Aphrodite, who had held her anger for most of the day, walked in from outside the porch, her beautiful face slightly darkened.


    "Why did you insult me? And in such an ugly way!"


    "Just acting on impulse," Luo En replied with a shrug, excusing himself.


    But logic only worked on rational people, and it clearly didn''t apply to an overly emotional Goddess of Love.


    "That''s not fair either, I haven''t done anything to offend you, why do you insist on humiliating me?"


    Aphrodite felt deeply wronged, her gaze towards Luo En brimming with indignation and disappointment.


    "And here I thought you actually understood me..."


    The complaint from the Goddess of Love came to an abrupt halt as her eyes fixed intensely on a golden crest swaying before her eyes.


    The Sun and its rays, carved in relief, looked strikingly familiar.


    "On the southeastern coast of Sicily, in an abandoned cave of the Cyclops, Adonis is being temporarily detained there. Take this with you, and you''ll be able to rescue your beloved."


    Luo En lifted Aphrodite''s hand and placed the golden crest in her palm, then added with a smile that was not quite a smile.


    "Also, I''ve already notified Apollo not to trouble you and Adonis anymore."


    "!"


    The resentment that filled Aphrodite vanished instantly, her gaze towards Luo En turning intense and excited.


    He''s a good man!


    He must have had his reasons for scolding me, how could I blame him.


    "Any pretty girl you take a liking to in the future, I promise I''ll get her for you!"


    The God of Love slapped her close confidant''s shoulder, who was just as anxious and thoughtful as she, vowing emphatically.


    At that, Luo En couldn''t help but feel a mix of laughter and tears.


    Although he understood that this was Aphrodite''s way of expressing gratitude and offering to return the favor, the several at his own home were already hard to handle; adding mortal lovers to the mix would only make his future life descend into complete chaos.


    Meanwhile, the God of Love, eager to reunite with her lover, clutched the Sun Badge in her hand, yearning to return.


    "I must go now, but when you have the time, remember to visit Sicily, Adonis and I will definitely treat you well!"


    "Wait, don''t rush off, there''s something else I need to say!"


    Luo En hurriedly called out to Aphrodite as she was heading for the door, then, after a moment of consideration, spoke solemnly.


    "As the Goddess of Love, it''s fine for you to pursue your love, and I sympathize with you, willing to help within my capabilities. But it seems we''re being unfair to someone..."


    "Who?"


    "Hephaestus..."


    Upon hearing Luo En''s reply, Aphrodite fell silent.


    As someone fixated on appearances, she was destined to never fall in love with the unattractive, lame God of Craftsmanship.


    But to be fair, Hephaestus had always been good to her, continuously crafting various exquisite jewelry after their marriage, hoping to win her fickle heart,


    Even knowing she kept a lover on the side, repeatedly cheating, he pressed the anguish into his heart for various reasons, simply venting it through forging, seldom truly reproaching or compelling her.


    Thus, over these years, she had not managed to bear a child for her rightful husband.


    Now, in pursuit of love, she had openly separated from Hephaestus, living a blissful twosome world with her lover Adonis on Sicily.


    Upon reflection, she indeed seemed to owe her husband quite a lot.


    "I understand it''s not right, but I really don''t want to live a life being controlled by others, where love and marriage are not my own, nor do I know how to resolve it in the future."


    Aphrodite looked to her close friend, revealing the long-held distress and repression.


    "The war of the gods has ended, and the pantheon will now fade into the background. For at least these three hundred years, Zeus cannot interfere with your choices, and you can live peacefully with Adonis."


    Luo En consoled softly, then with a change in tone, pondered aloud.


    "However, you should seriously consider Hephaestus."


    "But I really can''t bring myself to love him," Aphrodite answered with a helpless look.


    Already having an idea, Luo En gently reminded, "Then go find another love that suits Hephaestus. You are the Goddess of Love, aren''t you incapable of even this?"


    Oh right! How did I not think of that!


    Suddenly, Aphrodite had an epiphany, excitedly providing an answer.


    "Aitai, my sister, is also on Sicily, and she''s quite interested in blacksmithing; she has even learned forging from the Cyclops. Introducing her to Hephaestus, they''re sure to get along well!"


    "Let''s do it your way."


    Luo En nodded with an encouraging smile, confirming the God of Craftsmanship''s future match with Aphrodite.

 Chapter 446 6: The Evergreen Man (4200, additional update achieved!)

    Watching Aphrodite ascend into her swan-drawn chariot, exuberantly heading towards Sicily, Luo En touched the Divine Shield in his hand and silently sent his blessings to the grandiose goddess.


    "Hephaestus, you must seize this opportunity well, and not waste all my efforts."


    As the God of Love''s chariot vanished into the horizon, Luo En withdrew his gaze and couldn''t help but yawn.


    Ever since the war of the gods, he had been busy non-stop, not only dealing with a mountain of demanding work but also handling a few petty goddesses. In a way, it was an extreme extraction and torture both physically and mentally.


    If he hadn''t already ascended to be a Chief God, with flesh nearly Immortal and spirit almost Immortality, he probably couldn''t have withstood the added pressure of life and the antics of that group of lionesses.


    Just let me catch my breath...


    Finally having finished with the wedding affairs, Luo En looked at the empty venue with a sense of relief and sighed. Then, moving his somewhat stiff arms, he strolled up the silent mountain path.


    The setting sun cast a warm glow, and the gentle breeze wove through the lush foliage, bringing a fresh coolness to the face. Leaves and petals scattered on the steps, soft and comfortable beneath his feet.


    The scenes before him appeared so enchanting, they uplifted the spirit and brought peace to the mind.


    Except for a certain graceful figure standing at the end of the mountain path...


    "Didn''t you leave?" Luo En asked with a forced laugh.


    "I did, then I came back," Hera said as she stepped down the stairs, her voice calm, "I had no choice, I left something here."


    "What is it? I''ll send someone to look for it right away!"


    Hera approached Luo En, who was about to "call for help," and with a smile that was not quite a smile, she pressed a hand on the newlywed groom.


    "As the Queen of Heaven, you''re mocked by everyone on Olympus, from the eight-hundred-year-olds to the beasts, including males, females, and even sheep. You can''t even protect your face, now all that''s left is your inner dignity. What do you think I''ve lost?"


    What else could it be? Lost face...


    Reading between the lines, Luo En couldn''t help but break out in a cold sweat.


    Unlike Athena, the remaining two were goddesses who did not like to reason.


    He had just managed to shoo away the love-struck Aphrodite by using Apollo''s favor and the lingering issues from the history of the gods'' war; Now, he had bumped into Hera awaiting him on the mountain path.


    With this situation, without a proper reason and mental compensation, there''s no way this would end peacefully.


    Indeed, the freer he had been when berating earlier, the more awkward he was at dealing with the aftermath now.


    Luo En took a deep breath and promptly threw the blame to Zeus with righteous indignation.


    "Since it was the doing of His Majesty the King of Gods that first caused you to lose face, then you need not keep face for him in the future!"


    "No need for the future, I can start now."


    Hera spoke unhurriedly, as the familiar intense passion surged in her eyes.


    Again?


    "Thetis is waiting for me in the bridal chamber tonight, this doesn''t seem right..."


    Luo En pointed at the mountaintop and chuckled awkwardly, trying to persuade the woman before him, who was like half a mother-in-law, to exhibit some restraint.


    However, upon hearing this, Hera seemed even more excited.


    "Isn''t that better?"


    Some things, the more you cared about them before, the more you despise them now.


    For instance, the decorum and marriage the Queen of Heaven once desperately twisted herself to maintain.


    Sensing something amiss, Luo En stepped back while earnestly entreating.


    "This marriage was officiated by you."


    "Hmm, go on."


    Hera nodded, her cheeks flushed, her smile growing even brighter.


    You''re getting into it before we even start playing?


    Seeing her demeanor, Luo En became somewhat amused and resigned, stopping in his tracks.


    "What? Not running anymore?"


    Hera asked teasingly, with a look that showed her eagerness wasn''t yet satisfied.


    Then, those fervent eyes admired the prey that had stopped resisting, and her twirling tongue moistened her lips, shimmering with moisture, looking very much like a ravenous lioness.


    But when it came time to savor her prey, the paw that the lioness lowered was caught in a reversal.


    Are we continuing?


    Hera''s eyes brightened with eagerness.


    But before she could speak, the world spun around her, and her voluptuous body was forcefully pushed onto the ground.


    "Smack!"


    A crisp sound echoed through the woods, the spicy heat rising on her buttocks, the slight stinging on her skin, and the sensation of being firmly restrained sparked a familiar sense of domination.


    Only this time, she was the target.


    Looking down at the somewhat dazed Queen of Heaven, Luo En mockingly declared from his superior position.


    "This time, I''m on top!"


    Without waiting for Hera''s response, the distinct sound of fabric tearing surrounded them, and the evening breeze mixed with a dominant and cruel masculine scent as he commenced assault after assault on the fallen female.


    Hours later, a suppressed roar in the woods marked a temporary pause in the battle.


    However, Hera soon staggered out of the woods using a tree for support, her once graceful composure now pale, her hair disheveled, her legs trembling uncontrollably, with scraps of cloth and leaves barely covering the traces of leonine domination.


    "How about, you stay for the night?"


    The suggestion of lingering desire came from behind as Hera''s face blanched, her beauty marred, hastening her pace as she fled the grove, then transformed into a streak of light and rapidly escaped the scene.


    Tsk, she runs fast.


    Luo En emerged from the forest shaking his head, the glint in his eyes tinged with mockery.


    Compared to the future, this era''s experience in certain aspects is simply too primitive. Even the mighty Queen of Heaven, after one''s exploitation, quickly succumbed to defeat, ultimately fleeing in humiliation.

 Chapter 447 6 The Evergreen Man (4200, additional updates achieved!)_2

    Still too green.


    Luo En commented teasingly, uncertain whether he was evaluating the queen''s experience or her body.


    After successfully overwhelming Hera, who came to demand answers, Luo En professionally erased any traces of the battle nearby and washed his body again in the creek. Only after removing all incriminating evidence did he stride up the mountain under the bright moonlight and knocked on the bridal chamber''s door.


    "Back already?"


    The door creaked open, and Thetis, dressed in her finest, stepped outside.


    "Mhm."


    Luo En glanced at the moon nearly at its zenith in the night sky and chuckled dryly, feeling somewhat uneasy inside.


    Fortunately, Thetis said nothing and asked nothing; she just maintained her smile and led her new husband into the house.


    The indoor light flickered silently, and the couple sitting in front of the bed seemed to hear each other''s breathing.


    Looking at the gentle and elegant face before him, Luo En thought of the absurdity of the past few days and felt somewhat guilty toward his new wife.


    He pondered for a moment before speaking softly.


    "Actually, I intended to help you break the vow on you. If you have a better choice, I will respect your wish."


    "Where else can I go besides War God Mountain?"


    Thetis shook her head helplessly and then looked at her new husband with a playful smile.


    "What? Regretting it already?"


    "A little..."


    Luo En couldn''t help but give a bitter smile, seemingly regretting his past decisions.


    His premarital affairs could be excused as mutual attraction and convenience with the goddesses around him. But continuing to act on his own after marriage showed a lack of respect for his wife.


    To be honest, he was not a good match, but the external relationships were destined to be unbreakable.


    All he could do now was respect Thetis''s wishes as much as possible, offering his lawful wife more options.


    Well, by some standards, his moral level was still quite higher compared to that of his scumbag father and most of the deities in Greece.


    Thetis looked at her conflicted husband, chuckled softly, and her eyes twinkled mischievously as she gently pushed the groom on the bed and whispered into his ear.


    "If you regret it, then let''s repeat everything you did with them... with me."


    The white gown fell to the floor at the sound, and the light from the fluorite went out, leaving them in darkness as a serious addition echoed.


    "And besides, I want to be on top!"


    Then, the real bride of the night quizzed her husband about various positions of infidelity, replicated them with remarkable flexibility, and demanded her husband to shout the names of the rival goddesses, thereby forming another type of comeback against her rivals.


    Those who green others, shall themselves be greened.


    Luo En, under the sensual dominion of his lawful wife, could only be humiliated beneath her, dutifully assuming the role of a tool for revenge, and tried to move as slowly and gently as possible to allow Thetis to keep going longer.


    After all, those positions of three days and two nights were quite numerous...


    Seeing a Chief God being manipulated by her in bed, and feeling the care her husband inadvertently showed, Thetis''s gaze in the dark turned softer and filled with love.


    Among the many goddesses entangled with Luo En, she was neither the most beautiful nor the most powerful, nor was she the most helpful.


    She didn''t even spend as much time with him as Medusa, who originally guided her.


    Her success in standing out among the competitors and securing her position was solely because her situation was the most critical and she needed someone to provide shelter and break the chains of fate for her.


    From the moment he stood up for her in the Sea of Okeanos and took on everything,


    the love her husband offered had already far exceeded her own contributions.


    She had no right to expect more.


    There isn''t much perfection in the world. Power should not be exhausted, blessings should not be fully enjoyed, prosperity will decline, insisting too much will break the bond of fate.


    That''s her experience from years of self-preservation and avoiding disaster.


    However, while she could not insist too much, there was still a need to fight for what she could!


    Thetis gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with defiance.


    Am I not enough? I''ll exhaust you and see if you still have the energy to flirt outside!


    The Nymph from the sea, on her own wedding night, fully displayed the softness and grace of water, trying to secure the wild horse firmly at home.


    Hmmm-hmmm-hmmm!


    While the couple was enjoying their wedding night, wisps of gray-black mist spread among the trees of War God Mountain, forming vague human figures.


    Dozens of uninvited guests, taking advantage of the night''s cover, split into several squads and explored toward the mountaintop.


    Perhaps because a grand wedding had just taken place, the defenses of War God Mountain seemed particularly empty; not only were there no patrols from the Divine Blood Guard, even regular guard soldiers were nowhere to be seen.


    The elder had repeatedly cautioned, expecting a daunting den, but was this all?


    Having reached halfway up the mountain unhindered, the intruders sneered with disdain.


    "Thud!"


    However, accompanied by a dull booming sound, an infiltrator at the forefront of the team in the forest had his chest instantly blown open, dispersing gray mist, and his broken body immediately fell backward to the ground.


    "Ambush! Ambush!"


    The sudden turn of events startled the infiltrators, who hurriedly drew their weapons and looked around.


    "Thud! Thud!"


    But in a flash, two more dull booms rang out, and two more companions were added to the list of casualties.


    Fortunately, this time they finally saw the true face of their attacker.


    ��It was a gigantic white fox, possessing lightning-fast speed and claws sharp enough to easily slice through mountain armor.


    At that moment, it was crouched on a stump ahead, with two bloody hearts still in its mouth.


    Teumessian Fox��Tomisca!


    Several of the more experienced infiltrators'' faces changed slightly.


    Why would a progeny of Demon Ancestor Typhon appear on War God Mountain?


    "What''s there to fear from a fox, we outnumber it, let''s kill it!"


    The team leader drew a dagger emanating an aura of death, silently emboldening his comrades.


    The infiltrators, one by one, took out their weapons in response, ready to first eliminate this fox that had appeared from nowhere, then continue their exploration towards the summit.


    However, before they could form up, a howling wind came from above. Several infiltrators hadn''t even had the chance to react before they were torn up into the sky by a whirlwind, and then got a real experience of free-falling from a great height.


    "I got one!"


    "I caught two!"


    "Don''t push, the rest are all mine!"


    The leading infiltrator, looking at the several chirping bird-winged maidens in the treetops around him, could not help but turn even paler.


    Harpy��Harpy!


    Why again a progeny of Typhon?


    No, this forest is too eerie, call for backup!


    Realizing the dire situation, the leader quickly activated the communicator rune stone in his hand, trying to call for support from his teammates.


    However, as the communication started, noisy and terrified voices came one after another.


    "Snake, there''s a big snake in the lake! Nine heads!"


    "Hydra, it''s the nine-headed Hydra!"


    "Who wants to play guessing games with you, go away, you crazy woman!"


    "Wrong answer, hehe, wrong!"


    "Damn, this lion''s too tough, can''t pierce its skin!"


    "This lion too��wait, why does it have three heads?"


    "Help! Help!"


    Listening to the cries for help and the chilling screams, the leader''s face turned instantly pale, and he threw down the communicator rune stone, turning to his teammates to shout.


    "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"


    However, at that moment, there was no one left behind him.


    "Whoosh!"


    With the familiar sound of slicing through the air, the leader closed his eyes in grief and despair.


    "4...5...7...7...18! We''ve taken down 18!"


    "Nonsense, it was clearly 13!"


    "10, only 10, that''s right!"


    The Harpies clearing the scene argued with each other.


    The white fox named "Tomisca," looking at the 12 dissolving bodies on the ground, humanly rolled its eyes, scornfully deriding the Harpies'' shameful arithmetic skills.


    While the Harpies were bickering, the rustling sound of branches and leaves again came from the dense forest below the mountain.


    The white fox slurped up the two bloody hearts, a hint of depression in its eyes.


    Can''t eat anymore, really can''t eat anymore.


    Can we stop delivering any more, maybe come back tomorrow...


    Meanwhile, silhouettes��be they misty with sea spray, shrouded with a sense of doom, or distorted and burly��continued to climb from different areas of War God Mountain into the hunting grounds, adding a tinge of blood and noise to the long night.

 Chapter 448 7 All are millennium foxes, why play with Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? (4500)

    Two days and two nights later, the first light of dawn streamed through the window lattice into a messy bridal chamber.


    Luo En stood in front of the bed, gently pulling over the silk quilt to cover Thetis''s body, his purple eyes looking at her pretty face biting her lips and frowning, a hint of teasing unavoidably appeared in his eyes.


    Thinking she could tire him out, admirable courage, but her combat strength was really worrying.


    Just like that, she hadn''t lasted until the agreed time, his new bride had fainted three times due to the relentless campaign and finally simply curled up in the corner, unresponsive to all calls.


    Looking at the delicate body half-hidden under the thin quilt and her pose of deep sleep like blooming crabapple flowers, Luo En curled his index finger and teasingly scraped Thetis''s fair nose tip, then he put on his coat, treaded lightly, and quietly left the residence.


    And with the sound of the door closing, the "sleeping" bride''s eyelashes trembled slightly, and as if relieved, she exhaled a breath of stale air.


    Finally, she could have a good sleep...


    In a silent murmur, Thetis''s tense body gradually relaxed, her furrowed brows smoothed out, resembling a mermaid returning to the sea.


    Luo En, who had stepped outside, paused as if sensing something, turned his head to look at the tightly closed door of the bridal chamber, a mischievous smile not escaping his face.


    Seems like he could continue?


    However, in the end, he did not carry the prank to the end, and started walking down the path on War God Mountain.


    In the dense forest, several sprightly Sphinx Statue debated over numerical problems, the bulging-bellied Teumessian Fox dozed off on a tree stump;


    At the steps, the marble-paved path bore a few more chipped damages, and the Sphinx Statue at the corner pondered on philosophies of life and cosmic mysteries;


    On the other side of the mountain foot, the three-headed king of monsters, Chimera, and the invulnerable Nemean lion lay side by side on the lush green grass, belching repeatedly, the turf under them had turned a dark red;


    Under the calm surface of the lake, Hydra curled its swollen body in the mud, sound asleep...


    Luo En walked, pausing now and then, taking in all changes along the way, and shook his head playfully.


    The visitors of these two days surely weren''t few, all gorged enough to be filled to the brim. At this rate, a lot could be saved on food expenses.


    "You''re awake this early?"


    A tranquil voice came from ahead, a beautiful woman with pale cheeks and fine scales on both sides of her face, her serpentine lower half moving sinuously, emerged from the misty forest.


    It was none other than the mother of Typhon''s Offspring��Mother of Serpents Echidna.


    "Good day, Your Excellency."


    The approaching Mother of Serpents, lifting her arm to her chest, bowed slightly as a gesture of respect.


    Given her status, combined with her relationship with the Gorgon Sisters and Luo En, this was not necessary.


    But since Luo En had reshaped her body in the past, and had sheltered and protected a vast number of Typhon''s Offspring, Echidna naturally was grateful to Luo En, the new chief deity of War God Mountain, and willingly assumed a subordinate role.


    Naturally, their divinities also matched very well.


    Echidna was once the primitive god who protected vine-cultivation, but with the changes of eras and contamination from Typhon''s demonic nature, she was slain by the gods of Olympus. Now, her powers mutually integrated with those of the God of Wine, that bright force of faith was continuously cleansing the demonic nature belonging to divine monsters, reestablishing her original divine office.


    "Good morning, Mother of Serpents."


    Luo En greeted her warmly and then smiled as he looked behind Echidna at the two figures following her.


    "Oh, Stheno, Euryale, you''re here too?"


    "Tsk, tsk, you came out in just two days?"


    "You really can''t cope, can you..."


    The two female spirits, upon meeting, immediately started making faces, instinctively switching on tease mode.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    However, before they finished speaking, Mother of Serpents, her face darkened, directly raised her hand and knocked on the two daughters'' heads, then turned to apologize to Luo En.


    "Sorry, I''ve spoiled them."


    Luo En smiled and waved his hand, generously expressing his understanding.


    Because in that divine war, having successfully replaced Hestia, who had fallen into a slumber, entering the ranks of the chief gods, the major powers of War God Mountain, particularly those related to the God of Stove, had essentially been transferred to him.


    Therefore, The Three Graces, The Nine Muses, and Mother of Serpents Echidna had gradually become his lesser deities.


    With the mother of Typhon''s Offspring presiding over, whether it was the problem children reared on the mountain or the two female spirits present, they all had to behave properly in front of Luo En himself.


    They had thought that once Hestia, that madwoman, was down, they wouldn''t have to endure beatings anymore, and could gradually take their revenge from past grievances.


    Who would have thought their own mother would end up working for this man...


    Stheno and Euryale looked mournfully at the scene before them, clutching their heads which now sported large bumps, squatting on the ground and drawing circles in despair while clenching their teeth, secretly swearing in their hearts.


    So superior, hm? Couldn''t last two days, could he? Sooner or later, we''ll see him brought low!


    The two female spirits exchanged glances full of malice, setting the most humiliating aim for the male god.


    However, the two adults obviously didn''t care about these two richly imaginative female spirits.


    "Look, these were left by those intruders."


    The Mother of Serpents said as she waved her hand to open the Magic Circle Diagram, spilling a haphazard pile of items out that nearly formed a small mountain on the ground.


    This included damaged Sword and Shield, broken armor pieces, lusterless rings, and even skin tissues left with half an imprint...

 Chapter 450 7: Theyre all millennium-old foxes, whats the point of playing Zhong Kui? (4.5k)_3

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    Luo En replied slowly and thoughtfully.


    Hecate glanced at the disciple standing before her and snorted in annoyance.


    "You speak as if you don''t have the same thing."


    "But they can''t beat me in the Mortal World, nor dare they lay a finger on me."


    "..."


    Hecate had no comeback, her expression growing even darker.


    Alright, I''m the easy target now.


    "Please rest assured, I will certainly ensure your safety. As long as I''m here for one day, I won''t let any outsider harm you!"


    Hearing Luo En''s solemn promise, Hecate''s mouth twitched.


    "Should I thank you for that?"


    "No need to thank me, it''s only right!"


    Luo En displayed not a hint of self-congratulation, his face full of sincere respect for his mentor.


    Hecate: "..."


    Luo En continued, his face showing a hint of helplessness and regret.


    "Of course, compared with the enduring Fate, human efforts do have their limits. Although I wish to protect you forever, there will likely come a time when I''m unable to."


    "You want to know how to strip Zeus of his Destiny, don''t you?"


    Hecate pierced through her clever disciple''s real intention, her gaze filled with scorn.


    They''re all deceitful and self-serving, yet he still pretends to be a pure lotus in front of her?


    Luo En gave an awkward smile, dropped the act, and seized the opportunity to probe further.


    "So, do you have any feasible methods?"


    Hecate didn''t answer directly but instead threw out a question.


    "In your opinion, what exactly is ''Fate''?"


    Luo En pondered for a moment before tentatively answering.


    "The inevitable laws that govern the operation of all things?"


    Hecate nodded in satisfaction and continued to inquire.


    "Then why do Olympus and Zeus receive the blessing of Destiny and become the rulers of this world?"


    Luo En narrowed his eyes in contemplation.


    "Because the bloodline of the Titans is the Incarnation of the rules, capable of filling the voids in the World and maintaining the operation of all things!"


    "Exactly."


    Hecate nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a profound depth.


    "Zeus became the Divine King and inherited Destiny, not only because he broke his own Fate, but also because he sent the Old Gods into the Elysian Fields, established the new order of Olympus, perfected the World''s laws, and by continually coupling with various forms of life, sired new demigods, driving the turn of Fate."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En furrowed his brows deeply.


    "So, that means his part in Fate is crucial, and his position as the King of Gods is unshakable?"


    "But is this World composed only of the King of Gods? Only of the gods?"


    Hearing the meaningful murmur, Luo En''s eyes sparkled, deep in thought.


    "You mean... everything has its own ''Fate''?"


    Hecate nodded, her eyes showing approval.


    "As you think, everything has its own share of Destiny. However, most lives and things are as trivial as grass and as minute as dust compared to the nearly eternal and Immortal gods. Their Fates are too insignificant to even ripple the river of time, let alone affect the overall Destiny of the World, and they usually pass their lives in silence."


    Luo En caught the hidden meaning, a flash of enlightenment in his eyes.


    "But there are exceptions?"


    "Exactly, every era has its protagonists. Some of these beings are heroes that are armies unto themselves, some are Sages with profound strategies, some are monarchs that expand territories, and some are invincible war gods. Because they are favored by Destiny, they often play important roles in the trajectory written by Fate, and to a great extent, decide the future''s course. If you can gather these ''favorites of Destiny'' under your command, making them follow your orders and execute your will, you can also hold sway over a part of Destiny."


    Hecate fell into a meditative silence, slowly bringing her fingers together in front of Luo En, her face revealing a meaningful smile.


    "A tower is built from grains of sand, a boat is sunk by the weight of feathers. As long as you hold a large enough share of ''Destiny'', you can tip the scales of ''Fate'' to your side."


    Luo En listened to Hecate''s guidance, his mind suddenly clearing.


    So it is!


    Destiny is not unchangeable but can be swayed by circumstances;


    Destiny is not exclusive to the gods, the ways of the world and the hearts of people can also converge!


    Instantly, Luo En''s eyes twinkled, and a joyful smile spread across his face.


    He seems to have understood how to compete with His Majesty the King of Gods for ''Destiny''.


    ����So, should he start collecting now?


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 Chapter 451 8 Ridden by the Goddess

    At this moment, inside the cave.


    Having confirmed their next target, Luo En''s eyes twinkled as he tentatively inquired.


    "If that''s the case, is it possible to gather those individuals favored by ''Destiny'' to War God Mountain in advance and have me personally instruct them?"


    "I advise you not to do so,"


    Hecate shook her head solemnly, earnestly advising.


    "As I''ve told you, Destiny is not set in stone. Their experiences shape their existence and determine their future. If you intervene too much, you might affect, or even strip away, that ''possibility'' within them, causing them to become indistinguishable from the masses."


    Luo En was a person who heeded advice, firmly keeping Hecate''s reminders in mind.


    Seeing this, Hecate nodded in satisfaction and added in a deep voice.


    "Furthermore, The Three Fates have now set their sights on you. If you brazenly interfere and cause a change beyond what ''Destiny'' can tolerate, it''s very likely that all three of them will intervene collectively. Even if they can''t act against you directly, they can still influence those around you, rendering your previous efforts null and void.


    Thus, even though you hold the position of Chief God and outstrip the other gods in the Mortal World, for safety''s sake, it is best when wandering the earth to do so in the form of an incarnation."


    Listening to this heartfelt advice, a trace of skepticism appeared on Luo En''s face.


    "Why are you telling me this?"


    He remembered that this mentor of his was not the type to consider others altruistically.


    "Because you have already created an ''impossibility'' that surpasses the calculations of Fate."


    Hecate gazed at her most outstanding student before her, revealing a look of deep admiration in her eyes, and spoke leisurely.


    "You are stronger than me and perhaps, can go even farther than I have."


    At this point, the two were firmly bound together, where their union would be mutually beneficial and their separation mutually detrimental.


    Mutually scheming and internal conflict would likely lead to mutual destruction, ultimately benefitting The Three Fates.


    Although she held the Divine Authority of intrigue, some concepts, perhaps, should be updated.


    Luo En gave his teacher a deep look and smiled generously.


    "Don''t worry, I probably won''t disappoint you."


    Hopefully...


    Hecate murmured under her breath as she watched her student gradually disappear into the darkness, until his figure vanished under a canopy of stars.


    "Meh?"


    In the corner of the cave, two goats licked their rough tongues, letting out a puzzled bleat as their heads turned, eyeing the bidipedal female creature who seemed to be muttering to herself in front of a stone pillar.


    Seeing the demon''s sharp horns and yellow-brown pupils, Hecate''s body stiffened, her expression frozen.


    Moments later, the lament of a certain Queen of Hell echoed throughout the cave.


    "Luo En, you little scoundrel��take them away! Take them away!"


    ~~


    "Achoo!"


    Standing on the mountain path, a certain disobedient disciple involuntarily felt a chill behind him and sneezed heartily.


    "Who?"


    Luo En turned sharply, looking toward the dense forest behind him.


    "Not a bad reaction,"


    Accompanied by the rustling sound of branches and leaves, the Goddess with purple hair and golden eyes stepped out from the forest.


    "So it''s you, Sister Ya." Luo En''s tense body relaxed slightly, raising his hand to scratch his somewhat itchy nose, he casually inquired, "What about Eris? Weren''t you chasing after her?"


    "She got away."


    "That woman managed to slip away from you? That doesn''t seem right,"


    "Couldn''t help it, Zeus intervened."


    Athena spread her hands with a hint of helplessness.


    She had been chasing Eris all the way to the Sea of Okeanos and almost had the Goddess of Discord cornered.


    Unexpectedly, the sea suddenly clouded over with dark clouds, thunder roared, and bolts of lightning descended from the sky, separating her from Eris.


    Ultimately, taking advantage of the delay provided by the thunderclouds, that Goddess of Discord managed to escape and hide within the Primordial Sea.


    "However, although she got away, that woman probably won''t be able to come out and stir up trouble again for a while,"


    Athena, having described the encounter, showed a black and lustrous feather, restoring her dignity.


    Observing fresh blood at the base of the feather, Luo En felt a shiver run down his spine sympathetically.


    Without guessing, it was clear that Eris''s freshly grown feathers had probably been plucked clean again.


    "Sister Ya, formidable!"


    After complimenting her, Luo En gave a dry laugh and turned to leave.


    "If there''s nothing else, I''ll be on my way..."


    However, before he could finish speaking, a delicate pale hand gently rested on his shoulder, and a faint voice came from beside his ear.


    "Her account is settled, what about ours?"


    Indeed, there are no Goddesses in Greece without a streak of pettiness.


    Luo En muttered a resigned comment to himself, facing that almost smiling beautiful face, his eyes shifted as he spoke formally.


    "Just now I met with Hecate and have made a significant discovery!"


    He proceeded to relate everything about the situation at War God Mountain in the past few days as well as the contents of his confidential talk with Hecate in full detail to Athena.


    "Destiny is not solely in the hands of the gods, but can also be gathered in the hearts of mankind? Intriguing..."


    Athena''s bright eyes sparkled with interest, a smile of anticipation appeared on her face as she murmured softly to herself.


    "Looks like it''s necessary to expedite the selection of Holy Warriors."


    In addition to the titles of ''Lady of the Labyrinth,'' ''Goddess of Magic,'' and ''Mother Goddess,'' Athena also held the title of ''Mother of Heroes.''


    For many heroes in Greek mythology, their successful passage through the trials decreed by Fate and their completion of great feats were all inseparable from the guidance of the Goddess of Wisdom.


    "I think so too."


    Luo En, having successfully dodged the lethal question, felt much better, and even his tone lightened considerably.


    As the two of them were talking, a white snowy owl flew through the dense forest and landed on Athena''s shoulder.


    Athena stroked the little guy''s head, opened the bamboo tube tied to its ankle, took out the note inside, and looked down at it.


    Her bright eyes then narrowed slightly, her gaze turning playful.


    "It''s a letter from Aegeus."


    Aegeus was the son of Pandion, the grandson of Cecrops, and also the current King of Athens.


    However, due to Athena''s own regency and the division of power among many goddesses, this King of Athens did not have much of a presence.


    It took Luo En a few seconds to recall.


    "What''s up, does he have something important?"


    After the war between the gods, Athena''s true form fell into slumber, and Luo En took over the authority of The Three Fates, becoming the de facto ruler of Athens.


    The always demure King would actually bypass Luo En, his temporary superior, and send a letter directly to Athena; it was very likely that he had encountered some trouble he could not resolve on his own and needed to seek the advice of Athena, the Chief God whom he worshipped.


    Indeed, it was exactly the case.


    Athena nodded her head, pinching the note, her eyes shimmering darkly.


    "Aegeus has a son now, called ''Theseus''."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En''s eyes narrowed slightly.


    Theseus, the future King of Athens, is quite a famous hero among the early Greek heroes.


    Legend has it that King Aegeus of Athens had no sons, so he was quite fearful of his brothers who had fifty children and bore him enmity.


    Under a strong sense of crisis, Aegeus wanted to remarry in secret, without his wife''s knowledge, hoping to have a son to comfort his old age and inherit his throne.


    Therefore, he confided his intentions to his friend King Pittheus of Troizen City, hoping for help.


    Conveniently, Pittheus had just received an oracle that his daughter would not have a public marriage, yet would bear a son of renown.


    Consequently, Pittheus decided to quietly marry his daughter Aethra to Aegeus.


    The King of Athens then married the Troizenian princess Aethra, spent some time with her in secret, returned to Athens, left a token behind, bid farewell to his new wife, and instructed her:


    "If the gods only bless us and grant you a son, then please raise him in secret, letting no one know who the child''s father is. When the child grows into a strong, robust man, have him bring the token to Athens to find me!"


    Later on, as expected, the Troizenian princess Aethra conceived and bore a child, naming him "Theseus."


    As Theseus grew into a valorous youth, he took the weapons and tokens left by Aegeus and set off for Athens to seek his father.


    After many trials and tribulations, father and son were reunited, and Theseus, who had performed many acts of kindness and vanquished evil along the way, naturally succeeded to the throne as the King of Athens.


    All seemed perfect up to this point.


    But the problem was that Troizen City was under the domain of the Sea God Poseidon, and the Troizenians regarded him as the protector of their city,


    and Theseus'' mother and grandfather had publicly proclaimed that he was the son of the Sea God Poseidon...


    Luo En mulled over the associated information in his mind and spoke thoughtfully.


    "So, Aegeus is doubting the child''s bloodline and identity?"


    "Exactly, he wants me to verify the truth to prevent Athens'' royal power from falling into the wrong hands."


    Athena nodded, a hint of mockery flashing through her eyes.


    She couldn''t help it, Poseidon''s reputation was too loud.


    The guardian god of Troizen city was known for his brazen nature; he didn''t hesitate to pursue any female that caught his eye.


    Since Aegeus had been childless for so many years, suddenly acquiring an illegitimate son after going out and about could easily stir doubt whether he became the fall guy.


    Furthermore, Poseidon had always wanted to develop Athens into his own Holy Land and had tried to infiltrate Athens'' royal power by various means. Aegeus had to be cautious. Proactively asking for instructions from her, his Chief God, was also to prevent future mistakes of entrusting it to the wrong person, which might lead to greater problems.


    "It seems I need to take a trip outside,"


    Athena spoke softly, beckoning a tame Pegasus with a wave of her hand.


    Luo En stepped forward, adjusting Athena''s saddle while speaking somewhat helplessly,


    "There''s been too much going on recently. As soon as I finish up the work at hand, I also need to travel the nations in an Incarnation to find suitable bearers for the Sacred Robes, so I''m afraid I can''t accompany you."


    "Don''t worry, this little matter I can handle on my own."


    The Goddess of Wisdom, accustomed to independence, waved her hand, reassuring him before appearing to recall something, then smiled at Luo En.


    "By the way, it''s safer to travel using a new identity, have you prepared an alias yet?"


    "Not yet."


    "Let me help you choose one then, let''s call you Pegasus!"


    "Ahem..."


    Luo En, who had just been endowed with a new alias, coughed violently, assailed by a certain dead memory, and his look at Athena was filled with a peculiar light.


    Pegasus? Sasha?


    Could it be such a coincidence? Or did she sneak a look at my memories?


    "Alright, Pegasus, it''s settled then!"


    However, as Luo En looked up to see Athena mounting her steed with a teasing air, taking to the skies with her mount, he suddenly realized.


    Question: What''s the role of "Pegasus"?


    Answer: To be ridden under Athena, the Goddess...


    That damned dead memory!


    It was evidently because Athena still held a grudge about him roasting her at the wedding, and intentionally chose "Pegasus," a name with implied meaning, for a comeback.


    �� Even if you''re smart or brave, aren''t you still ridden by me?


    Standing in place, Luo En figured out the answer, with a face as black as a pot''s bottom.

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    Netherworld, Elysian Fields.


    Seated beneath the gazebo, the brothers, Thanatos, the God of Death, and Hypnos, the God of Sleep, looked at the soul stones on the table that had turned pitch black and frowned at each other.


    "It failed..."


    "But it also succeeded."


    "What do you mean?"


    "The more heavily guarded the place is, the more likely it is that the Mother Goddess is imprisoned there."


    Hearing this, the God of Death couldn''t help but nod slightly.


    "You have a point, it seems we''ve found the right direction."


    "So next, shall we inform Charon?"


    Hypnos, swirling the tea in his cup, asked his older brother.


    Like them, Ferryman Charon was a creation of Nyx''s divinity, regarding the Queen of Hell, Hecate, as their Mother Goddess.


    "Let''s not. That guy is too greedy and careless; telling him too much would only spoil things."


    The God of Death waved his hand, dismissing his brother''s suggestion.


    Hypnos rubbed his sore brow, feeling a headache coming on.


    "But we need reliable allies, the more the better."


    "Call Mo?jie?la? and the others then."


    The God of Death spoke in a deep voice, his eyes flashing ominously.


    The Furies, guardians of Tartarus and new gods personally recruited into the Netherworld by the Mother Goddess Hecate, had simple relationships and had been marked with the divine seal of the Mother Goddess, making them likely to obediently follow orders.


    After all, as lesser deities of the Mother Goddess, should any misfortune befall her, their own strength and authority would be compromised as well.


    Hypnos nodded in agreement to this plan and immediately his gaze flickered, looking into the depths of the Elysian Fields.


    "What about them?"


    "I advise you not to entertain the idea of using ''Them.'' Now that the Mother Goddess is absent, ''They'' have absorbed a considerable amount of divinity and authority after their brief liberation last time; their seal is no longer stable. Compared to those targets above ground, ''They'' are far more dangerous!"


    The God of Death spoke coldly, his face stern.


    Seeing his brother so resolute, Hypnos had no choice but to abandon that thought.


    ~~


    Sea of Okeanos.


    Beneath the profound depths, Poseidon, the Sea King, sat in the temple, frowning as he inquired,


    "It failed?"


    "Please, Father God, punish me."


    The Prince Triton, kneeling on one knee in the great hall, looked ashamed.


    Poseidon waved his hand, somewhat dismissive.


    "Enough, it was merely a probe; I didn''t expect those soldiers to bring back any useful information anyway."


    "I have disappointed you, Father..."


    Upon hearing this, the Mermaid Prince''s cheeks flushed as he bowed his head even deeper.


    Ever since the battle of Crete Island, the lineage of the Sea God had become a laughingstock.


    The once-glorious kingdom had sunken into the deep sea, its glory no more; his kin were afflicted with a curse, turning into bloodthirsty monsters.


    As the Prince of Atlantis, the heir to the Sea of Okeanos, Triton felt deeply disgraced.


    The more he tried to prove himself, the more it seemed to backfire, this time even more so, resulting in a significant loss of the few remaining sane kinsmen.


    Perhaps, I really am not worthy of becoming the new King of the Ocean, nor fit to lead them.


    Looking at his son''s defeated expression, Poseidon stood up and snorted coldly.


    "Stand up! We have not yet lost!"


    "Father God, do you really think we still have a chance?"


    Triton asked with a wry smile, devoid of any fighting spirit in his eyes.


    Hearing even his closest son begin to question him, Poseidon was silent for a long time. A fierce flash passed through his eyes as if he had finally made up his mind.


    "Come with me," he said.


    With that, the Sea King waved the Trident and activated the Magic Circle Diagram in the center of the temple, stepping into it with his son.


    After a burst of radiant light passed, Prince Triton found himself suddenly on an unnamed floating island, with silvery luminescence flying in from all around, hovering in front of them.


    They were metal spheres wrapped in several silvery-white blades, the insides embedded with a crimson gem shaped like an eyeball, from which a deep red light was emitted, shining on the two of them on the island.


    In Prince Triton''s puzzled gaze, Poseidon stepped forward, under the glow of the red light.


    Moments later, a cold voice came from the silvery-white metal spheres surrounding them.


    "Ding, identity verification complete, first-level authority granted, permission to enter."


    Simultaneously, the surrounding seas and skies rippled like water, and the entire world in front seemed to have a veil torn away, revealing its underlying "reality."


    Prince Triton looked up in amazement, wonder uncontainable in his eyes.


    Ten silvery-white islands formed a giant metallic ring, quietly floating on the surface of the water.


    Between the islands, each space was filled with a giant bronze statue, about a hundred meters tall, holding a Trident as though guarding the gates.


    The region inside resembled land, vast, with buildings in concentric circles separated by ships and metallic gates, and as one moved inward towards the center, access became progressively restricted.


    The inner circle of the ring contained the most important temples and preserves, and the modular city architecture fanned out from the center, neatly distributed with interlocking streets that displayed the beauty of order and symmetry. The gilded domes of the buildings produced harmonic sounds due to varying winds and temperatures.


    Even more incredible, above the architectural ring of the inner circle, a majestic mountain floated amongst ethereal clouds and brilliant starlight, with the city atop playing hide and seek among the interwoven corridors, opulent and elegant, exuding a metallic texture.


    "What is this..."


    "Poseidonia, it can also be simply called the City of the Sea God, secretly overseen by me during its construction, representing the concentration of Atlantis''s culture, arts, and craftsmanship," Poseidon said.


    "Truly magnificent, this mountain is like floating among a sea of clouds and stars..."


    "Exactly, and thus, it also has another name��''Interstellar City Mountain Range''��Olympus!"


    Poseidon looked up proudly toward that architectural marvel, introducing it with pride to his son.


    Hearing his father''s explanation, Prince Triton then noticed the metallic mountain range before him, which seemed remarkably similar to the Mount Olympus he remembered.


    Clearly, his Father God had replaced Zeus, becoming the master of Olympus, and even the entire world!


    But how had he accomplished such a monumental task? And why did almost no one know about this place?


    With deep curiosity, Prince Triton followed in the footsteps of his father, Poseidon, stepping onto this land filled with a metallic essence.


    At the same time, soldiers clad in gold, white, and red armor, wielding metal swords and shields, emerged from the streets, lining up to welcome the arrival of the Sea God and his son.


    These beings seemed devoid of the essence of life, but the aether fluctuations they emitted were solemn and surging, approaching the strength of a demigod!


    Prince Triton glanced around and roughly estimated there were hundreds of them, leaving him utterly astounded.


    "Father God, what is happening?"


    Poseidon looked back at his son, inquiring leisurely.


    "Let me test you, do you know where our Atlantian technology and culture come from?"


    Without hesitation, Prince Triton gave a no-thought-needed answer.


    "I know, it is the product of the Bronze Age! You led our people to unearth the technology of the Bronze Age and used it to establish the brilliant civilization of Atlantis."


    Poseidon nodded, continuing the inquiry.


    "Do you know why the Bronze Age was destroyed?"


    "Because those Giants were ignorant and brutal, and ultimately provoked the wrath of the gods," Prince Triton answered, as textbook-standard as he could.


    However, Poseidon neither agreed nor disagreed, but got up and led his son to the top of the Interstellar City Mountain Range, holding the Trident and walking staggered steps to the center of the great altar, murmuring divine words.


    In an instant, myriad stars fell, forming a vast corridor of silver light that rose from the great altar and spread into the scattered stars.


    Poseidon, holding the silver luminous spiral staircase, walked among the Star River.


    Until at the end of the Star River, a silver vortex spun tirelessly, extending thousands of swirling arms, and in the center of the starlight vortex, a metal engine about a hundred meters high, its shell carved with unnamed dense runes and technological principles, throbbed like a heart.


    At that moment, Poseidon stepped forward, placed his hand on the silver metal engine, and began to speak slowly,


    "Because, they not only developed their own civilization but also used the gods as a template to create their own deities!"


    In an instant, niches of light patterns rose from the Star River, twelve mechanized divine giants of varying designs arrayed on either side, standing majestically!

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    As the entire Corridor of Starlight lit up, Poseidon withdrew his right hand and spoke leisurely.


    "Chaos, it''s been a while."


    Chaos?


    The Mermaid Prince standing behind his father heard the name, blinked slightly, and a look of astonishment crossed his face.


    Chaos, the god of chaos, is said to be the beginning of everything in this world, the carrier of primal order, space, and time, symbolizing void and darkness.


    According to ancient mythological poems, Chaos existed first in ignorance and unchanging; then the gods rose together, breaking through chaos to give birth to the world. Nyx, the goddess of night and darkness and the legendary eldest daughter of the deity, inherited the strongest authority.


    So, wasn''t this legendary god of chaos already divided? How could he still exist?


    While Triton was confused, the silver-white metal core immersed in starlight in front of him, shaped like a sphere, lit up with several light patterns, flickering off and on, and a deep voice came from within.


    "True god Poseidon, you''ve come again..."


    Looking at the silver-white metal core that responded, Triton wore a puzzled expression on his face.


    Chaos��Is it this?


    As if seeing the bewildered expression on his son''s face, Poseidon chuckled in response.


    "As you thought, this is ''Chaos'', the first giant of the Bronze Age to awaken. It used itself as a blueprint and the gods as a template to create the Twelve Olympians of the Bronze race, naming itself after the god of chaos, symbolizing the beginning of all creation for its race. Eventually, they summoned divine retribution, leading to the extinction of the entire Bronze Age civilization, sinking it beneath the sea."


    "The world was born from creation and was made whole through it, you created us, why can''t we create new life?"


    Hearing Poseidon''s recounting of that history, the silver-white metal core voiced a puzzled counter-question.


    Then, it paused, and the metal core inside resounded with an even more somber voice.


    "To denounce our creations as blasphemy and bring down disasters is beyond understanding, beyond agreement..."


    "Because you overstepped your bounds!"


    Poseidon snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.


    "Those who usurp a divine name and covet divine power invite their destruction, it is their own fault!"


    "Then what about you? How come you remain unscathed��descendants of the Titans with the bloodline of rebellion against the gods, who stole the divine authority of creation?"


    "..."


    Facing this blunt question, Poseidon found himself speechless, his facial muscles twitched slightly.


    At a loss for words, the Sea God, after a moment of silence, could only grimly change the topic.


    "Enough, I didn''t come here to chat with you, there''s serious business to discuss."


    "Please proceed..."


    "The gods have disappeared, and Zeus has been bound in Olympus, the world has entered a new era, you can leave this forbidden area now."


    "But this era doesn''t belong to us, and the situation might not be as safe as you say..."


    The metal core shimmered, its voice rational yet cold.


    "Tell me, what do you need us to do?"


    "..."


    Poseidon, easily seen through, suddenly found it hard to save face.


    But ultimately, unable to quarrel with a metal sphere, the Sea God discarded his poor scheming and opted for a direct approach.


    "The Three Fates have decreed that no chief god or higher beings may interfere in the order of the Mortal World, only deities and demigods are allowed down. You of the Bronze race are exactly under this restriction and are adept at combat, so I would like you to lend me your ''Mechanical God'' to follow my deployment."


    "Doesn''t your Atlantis have a million-strong army? So many Golden Humans..."


    "... Gone."


    "What about the deities of the Sea of Okeanos since you are the king of the sea, commanding them would be better, right?"


    "..."


    As Poseidon listened, his face grew darker and darker, nearly able to wring ink from it.


    He was really being reminded of his worst points!


    If he could still command those frightened sea gods to continue working for him;


    If the Sea God Temple and Atlantis were still as powerful and thriving as before;


    If he hadn''t lost half his paternal authority and still maintained his peak...


    Would he really have come to this deep sea, face lowered, to ask these sensitive metallic beings for help?


    Unable to tolerate it any longer, Poseidon bluntly dropped his pretense and threatened harshly.


    "Have you said enough? If you still want me to cover for you, give me control of the ''Mechanical God''!"


    "..."


    The metal core fell silent for a moment, then solemnly reminded.


    "Although we are grateful for your shelter and protection, my people cannot become your cannon fodder, that was the agreed-upon matter."


    In the past, the Bronze Giants overstepped their bounds by creating deities, which provoked Zeus''s wrath, and they were subsequently destroyed by Zeus for it.


    Fortunately, Poseidon secretly saved their core and spark, hiding them in this unreachable deep sea, allowing them to settle here and use the ocean''s resources to recover and thrive.


    In return, they provided Bronze Age technology, bringing a brilliant civilization to Atlantis.


    Thus, both sides coexisted peacefully for many years, but now it seemed that balance might be disrupted.


    "Times change, my divine authority isn''t what it used to be; without my protection, your future might not be easy. When Zeus gets a chance to strike, bestowing upon you another calamity wouldn''t be impossible."

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    Poseidon explained the advantages and disadvantages of revealing his weaknesses, then extended an olive branch.


    "So, during these three hundred years, if you agree to serve me and allow me to ascend to the throne of the Divine King and take control of all Olympus, then I can clear the stigma you once bore, grant you this ocean, and give you the paradise to live and the power to walk in the sunlight!"


    The Metal Core was silent for a long time, as if it were deep in thought, before eventually emitting a sound in response.


    "Agreement accepted. I hope you will keep your promise..."


    "Of course!"


    Poseidon nodded happily, waiting for his newly recruited subordinates to fall into his hands.


    "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"


    The Metal Core [Chaos] vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the sky full of starlight transformed into three beams of light, pouring into three mechanical divine bodies displayed in the corridor.


    Moments later, three metallic giants, each a hundred meters tall, turned into pools of mercury-like liquid, and under the activation of runes sketched out human contours and faces, representing two males and one female.


    The males stood on either side, one with blue hair and red eyes, dressed in Golden Armor, having brown skin and explosive muscles, handsome in appearance and fierce in aura, like an unsheathed sabre; the other with red hair and golden eyes, powerfully built arms, and an ancient look, radiating a hot aura;


    The female in the center also had red hair and golden eyes, her features and figure embodying ultimate beauty, seemingly a pair with the similarly colored male.


    Moreover, the three of them each had a pair of wings on their backs, as if ready to take flight.


    "[Mechanical God �� Ares], [Mechanical God �� Hephaestus], [Mechanical God �� Aphrodite], from now on follow the true god Poseidon''s orders, enact his will, and seek the power for our survival!"


    A solemn voice came from the trembling Metal Core, echoing through the Star Sea.


    Instantly, the two men and one woman, imbued with divine aura, slowly opened their eyes, took steps forward, and knelt before the Metal Core in the starlight.


    "As you command, Father God!"


    The Bronze Giant race viewed their own mechanisms as divine authority, revered their most outstanding individuals as deities, established personalities for them, compiled myths, and gave them new meaning to their existence.


    Then, through battle, they collected and devoured the divinity of some weaker indigenous deities at the time, continuously perfecting and evolving themselves, and thus the machines became Mechanical Gods.


    And their existence corresponded one by one to the mythology and characteristics of the Olympus deities.


    [Mechanical God �� Ares] possessed exceptional combat and destructive capabilities, designed for close-range annihilation;


    [Mechanical God �� Hephaestus] had the skill to shape metal, granting certain directional enhancements to the metal, designed for the craftsman forging model;


    [Mechanical God �� Aphrodite] was skilled in infiltration and disguise, designed for information intelligence attack models.


    To facilitate their activities, they also once mimicked the gods'' images to create similar intellectual entities for themselves.


    Clearly, the two men and one woman before us were disguises they had woven for themselves.


    Watching his three newly recruited subordinates, bearing the names of false gods and kneeling before him, Poseidon''s heart swelled with gratification, as if he had already ascended to the throne of the Divine King and was enjoying the worship of the Olympus gods.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Olympus, Great Temple.


    "Bang!"


    Zeus, sitting on his throne, slammed his fist on the armrest, scolding his daughter who had humiliated him.


    "You''re good for nothing but trouble! Who told you to act on your own?!"


    "I-I was just trying to defend your honor."


    Eris shrank back, her face full of grievance.


    Looking at the empty Great Temple and Eris''s pitiful appearance, the Zeus who wanted to scold felt suddenly disheartened.


    Almost everyone had left Olympus, and he had few subordinates he could use.


    If he adopted a harsher approach, he might not even be able to retain the few subordinates he had left.


    Eventually, Zeus suppressed his anger, and reluctantly waved his hand.


    "It''s done; let it be. Don''t act impulsively without my command next time. You''re also badly hurt, go and rest well for a while."


    "Yes, Father God!"


    Seeing that she had luckily avoided punishment, Eris was overjoyed, quickly agreeing and then hurriedly flapping her somewhat leaking wings, fleeing the Great Temple like escaping for her life.


    Although she was very thankful that the Father God had offered her a helping hand at the crucial moment, the atmosphere around that Father God and in the temple was too oppressive.


    If given a choice, it was best to slip away first.


    Watching his subordinate, who he had gone to great lengths to pull out from under Athena''s control, run away without a second thought just after being scolded, Zeus looked even more displeased.


    In the future, he could hardly count on such a worthless being.


    Forget it, he hadn''t really planned on relying on this kind of material.


    After a good deal of mental adjustment, Zeus managed to calm the furious beating of his heart. He rubbed his somewhat sore temples, and his Divine Staff tapped against the ground.


    A beam of starlight fell from the sky into the Great Temple, transforming into a young man clad in Golden Armor, with purple short hair and golden eyes, exuding a solemn and heroic demeanor.


    As his consciousness returned, the young man raised his hand to his chest and half-kneeled towards the figure on the throne.


    "Father God, what are your orders for summoning me?"


    Observing the young man''s humble demeanor, Zeus nodded in satisfaction, his expression solemn.


    "Perseus, although you have completed great deeds in the human world and returned to the Celestial Realm, your brother, your Blood Descendant �� Hercules, is still lost in suffering, unaware of his mission. Therefore, I want you to be his mentor, to guide him on the path he should take, and to reassemble [the Glory of the Gods]!"

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    "So Father God, where can I find him?"


    "He and his mother, Alcmene, are currently exiled on Pithoigia Island."


    "I shall heed your oracle, and I will not fail the trust you have placed in me!"


    The youth named "Perseus" then stood up, ready to descend to the Lower Realm, when Zeus stopped him.


    "Wait, this journey is perilous; take these divine tools for your protection."


    Immediately, Zeus struck the ground with the Divine Staff, and silver-white arcs of lightning hit Perseus, transforming into six divine tools.


    These were: Winged Shoes that allowed him to walk on air, a Metamorphic Cloak that altered the wearer''s appearance, a Bronze Mirror Shield that could nullify and reflect magic to some degree, the Serpent-Scythe Hepa which could sever the immortal, and a bag of the Divine Wind for absorption and attack.


    Seeing Perseus fully armed before him, Zeus nodded in satisfaction.


    Among the early demigod offspring, Perseus may not have been the strongest, but he was certainly the most intelligent and had the greatest potential. Therefore, following his accomplishments in the human world, Zeus granted him ascension to deities, allowing him to enjoy immortality in the Celestial Realm��the present Perseus Constellation.


    Meanwhile, by kinship, Hercules'' mother, Alcmene, was Perseus'' granddaughter, and Hercules was Perseus'' great-grandson, who revered this ancestor of his deeply.


    With these two relationships, entrusting Hercules, the Child of Fate, to Perseus for guidance was most fitting.


    Seated on the Divine Throne, Zeus watched Perseus''s departing figure, stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, his face beaming with assured triumph.


    The Perseus Constellation and the future Warrior Constellation?


    With these two aces in his hand, even if the gods fade away, Fate still lies in my palm!


    The Divine King, having set his plans, leaned on the Divine Throne, propped up his chin, and through the clouds, coldly overlooked the earth teeming with humans, like ants.


    His vision encompassed cities rising, seas being explored, and the race known as humans crossing rivers, conquering mountains, and audaciously striving toward the heights of the sky.


    How arrogant, how blasphemous!


    Zeus was in a great mood, his face darkened, and his eyes sparkled with silver-white flashes of fiery thunder.


    He despised these creations, almost identical to the gods, and through their wildness and defiance��he who had already broken his own fate��Zeus could vaguely see the future after the era of gods faded.


    Thus, this King of the gods repeatedly took action, unleashing conflicts and calamities, trying to eradicate this group that unsettled him.


    Yet, though they were insignificant as chaff and fragile as ants, they possessed a resilience and vitality that Zeus could not comprehend.


    Even though repeatedly plunged into strife and calamity, they always managed to burst forth with remarkable unity and courage in their darkest moments, overcoming the darkness to welcome the dawn.


    Now, as time progressed, humanity was emerging as a force not to be ignored.


    The Pantheon of Gods at Olympus superficially maintained their pride, but in reality, to expand their influence further, competing for worship, they had long been descending to earth, bestowing gifts upon humans to gain their worship and faith, thereby strengthening themselves.


    A bunch of shortsighted fools!


    Zeus looked at the empty great hall, his face darkening with a cold snort.


    He pondered for a long time, seeming to have made a certain decision, and once again raised the Divine Staff, striking the ground.


    A whirlpool of thunder formed on the ground, as if stretching from the clouds straight into the depths of the ocean.


    Afterward, a flow of red and black mud surged from the colossal whirlpool, converging within the great hall, forming a pool of red and black lake mixed with pure malice.


    Buzz!


    Amidst the heart-palpitating tremors, ripples appeared on the lake, and a pitch-black cube, ever-changing, slowly coalesced and rose, growing larger.


    Suddenly, the cube, like a Magic Cube independently twisting, was covered with crimson and somber magical patterns crawling over the pitch-black container''s surface.


    But the final darkness was illuminated, a pool of red and black liquid rose from within the pitch-black interior to the top, coalescing into a figure wrapped in a red and black mud cocoon.


    The ghastly red and black patterns spread wildly from the abdomen around, and dense malice spread out, instantly dropping the temperature of the room by several degrees.


    "Boom!"


    The sky darkened with dense clouds, intermingled with wind and thunder, full of ominous signs.


    Buzz!


    At that moment, the pitch-black metallic cube buzzed sharply, the crimson magical patterns lighting up, pulsating from bright to dim, forming a humanoid shape made of red and black mud cocoon.


    Crack!


    Immediately afterward, a crisp cracking sound spread from inside out, a fair arm tore through the red and black encasement surrounding it, and a statuesque figure with jet-black hair flowing like a waterfall stepped out, her amber eyes possessed an innocent yet seductive quality, a blend of sanctity and profanity in her aura, contradictory yet unified.


    "Giggle, have you finally decided to let me out?"


    In the laughter resembling silver bells, the seductive girl stretched lazily, looking up at Zeus on the throne, her rolling pink tongue lightly licking her moist lips.


    As their eyes met, those amber eyes immediately enlarged in Zeus''s vision, filling his entire heart.


    His consciousness was pulled and sank, as if immersed in endless darkness.


    Looking up, Zeus saw a devastated world, a series of black void-like celestial shapes swirled with red and black mud, endlessly pouring malice onto the ravaged earth; all light was devoured, while countless bones and debris were underfoot.

 Chapter 456 10: Calamity Enchantress Pandora! (6.1k)_4

    The wing-broken Nymph, the heartless Titan Monster, the twisted Golden Corpse, the beheaded Bronze Giant... each consecutively entered her vision.


    "Hmph!"


    Zeus let out a cold snort, the thunder in his eyes stirring, his divine light striking like electricity, his terrifying power ripping apart the entire dark world.


    "Woo~"


    A charming young girl within the grand hall let out a mournful cry, her complexion pale, covering the flashing Mark of Thunder over her chest, her gaze resentful.


    "Father God, I was only joking with you, why get so angry?"


    "You should know, the thing I hate the most is stepping out of line without restraint."


    Zeus on his throne looked down at the enchantress who had destroyed several eras, his gaze cold and grim.


    "I get it, I get it."


    The girl named Pandora waved her hand dismissively, then blinked brightly, her curiosity piqued as she inquired.


    "So, what dirty work do you want me to do for you this time?"


    "..."


    Zeus''s face darkened, and he struck his divine staff on the ground.


    "Boom!"


    A thunderbolt thick as a bucket struck down from the sky, electrocuting the young girl who let out a scream and instantly became docile, reluctantly changing her tone.


    "Alright, what are your commands, Father God?"


    "For now, secretly follow Perseus and Hercules as they complete their trials; any strange occurrences in the Mortal World involving them should be immediately reported to me."


    Zeus commanded indifferently, then paused, a trace of cold fierceness flashing in his eyes.


    "When necessary, you may ''assist'' them..."


    Hearing the deliberately emphasized syllable, the girl understood intuitively and bowed in response.


    "I will heed your command, Father God."


    Zeus nodded, struck his staff, and with a thunderbolt, tore open a portal, staring at the flowing red-black mud pouring through the hole and murmuring to himself.


    "Don''t disappoint me... Pandora..."


    ~~


    Meanwhile, beneath the mountains of Thessaly.


    Gigantic, ferocious forms gathered in a pitch-dark cave, two normal human-sized figures cloaked in black standing at the forefront of the group placed blood-drenched organs onto two ancient, tarnished bronze altars at the center, chanting archaic divine words.


    Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!


    An eerie vibration spread, crimson and black sinister beams shot up from the altars, reaching towards the sky.


    Inky clouds surged from all directions, wailing, roaring, whispering sounds merged into an insane cacophony; the stench of decay, blood, and madness mixed together, forming swirling, raging dragons that built two dark and dismal figures on the altar.


    One was a dragon with a hundred heads, the other a Titan wielding a dark scythe.


    �� Demon Ancestor Typhon and Titan King Cronus.


    In the cave, Divine Monsters once serving under Typhon and the giant race with rebel god''s blood, upon seeing the two once-gods respond to their calls on the altar, couldn''t help but emit ghostly wails and wolf howls.


    Since the Titan War and the Battle with Typhon, the two defeated gods confined to Tartarus Hell had completely lost contact with the surface.


    No matter how they called or what sacrifices were made, there had been no response.


    Only recently, as conflict stirred in Olympus and seals of the Netherworld loosened, were they able to contact their former masters once again.


    Yet, it was merely a minor connection.


    An arcane vibration emanated from before the altar, the two cloaked figures listened momentarily then turned to interpret the divine will to the old gods'' followers.


    "Go, make a big scene, let the humans on the surface understand what [fear] is, what [death] is!"


    "Roar, roar, roar!"


    The rising roars, like rolling thunder, echoed in the deep cavern, the faces of the Divine Monsters and giants revealing cruel and excited expressions.


    They no longer had to hide like rats in this sunless underground.

 Chapter 457 11 Holy Warrior Seiya

    War God Mountain.


    After several days of wholeheartedly governing, Luo En finally finished processing the mountain of documents.


    After delegating some final tasks to Medusa, who could now handle them on her own, he descended from War God Mountain, winding his way to the Academy of Athens.


    A few green and immature students passed by Luo En, whispering amongst themselves.


    "Hey, did you hear? A giant appeared in Thessaly, and many people died."


    "Not just that, Arcadia is also suffering from Beast Disasters, and despite the priests calling out to the gods, there has been no response."


    "I also have news��that along the coast of Troizen City, it seems that Sea Beasts are active. Many ships that went out to sea never returned."


    "With the year-end promotion exams approaching and so many disasters, this trouble really comes at the wrong time."


    Hearing this complaint, one of the students shook his head and solemnly rebutted.


    "That''s not the way to look at it. Our learning here is not just for the exams; it''s to eliminate misfortune for our brethren and benefit our city-state!"


    Luo En, hearing this, instinctively glanced over and recognized the student who had spoken.


    This young man was named Meleager, a prince of the Calydon Kingdom and quite chivalrous, much appreciated by Chiron.


    "Rightly said!"


    At that moment, another student excitedly agreed; his eyes sparkled before he started speaking in a grave voice.


    "Just right. The city-states struck by disasters are recruiting warriors to quell the unrest. The school is about to break for the holidays, and I plan to go and see if I can help the people in need with what I have learned."


    "Good idea, count me in!"


    "I''m also going; you can''t leave without me."


    Being an age of hot blood and young people eager to make their mark, the students quickly reached a consensus, agreeing to respond to the call together and behave righteously.


    The young people said it and did it, rushing to their dormitories to pack their bags and set out.


    Among them were some demigods, but more were ordinary cultivators who had mastered magic and some fighting techniques.


    Even the demigods, compared to the gods, were just ants among creatures, ordinary and insignificant.


    Where in the world do heroes fall from the sky? More often, it''s just a moment''s courage from ordinary people.


    Luo En sighed with a smile, his expression relieved.


    It seems that Chiron and the others taught these students well.


    "Teacher? What brings you here?"


    The surprised voice caught Luo En''s attention.


    At that moment, a Huntress with feline ears and a tail, dressed in a robust outfit with a packed bag slung over her shoulder, appeared.


    Luo En''s gaze drifted past the bag and the full quiver at the Huntress''s waist, his look puzzled.


    "Atalanta, what is this about?"


    "Ahem, school is out, and I was planning to head back to Arcadia to see."


    Atalanta coughed slightly, shifting her gaze away awkwardly.


    Seeing this, Luo En understood.


    "Is it because of the Beast Disaster?"


    "How did you know?"


    Caught red-handed with her true intentions revealed, Atalanta''s face showed astonishment.


    Luo En observed his beloved disciple''s ears perk up in nervousness and couldn''t help but shake his head and chuckle.


    "When have you ever managed to lie to me since you were a child?"


    Hearing this, Atalanta grew a bit embarrassed, lowering her head and honestly confessing the truth.


    "I heard that my hometown has been struck by disaster, recruiting hunters to exterminate the rampaging Magic Beasts in the mountains, so I wanted to go back and see if I could help."


    Luo En nodded in understanding, then his gaze moved past Atalanta to a figure who was also carrying a packed bag, quietly turning back and hiding in the shadows of the trees.


    "And you? Medea?"


    Hearing the quiet question from behind, the princess from the Colchis Kingdom who was attempting to flee stiffened and, turning around awkwardly under Luo En''s half-smiling gaze, nervously fidgeted with her hands.


    "I, I also thought to take a look, hoping I could help ''Big Sister''s'' burden."


    "Big Sister?" Luo En looked at Atalanta with surprise.


    With her cheeks flushing, the Huntress glared at her best friend before explaining rather embarrassedly, "That''s what they insisted on calling me."


    Luo En sized her up and down, joining in the tease.


    "Is that okay, big sis?"


    It must be said, because Atalanta was abandoned early in life, she became very independent. Combined with her decisive and straightforward personality, and her caring nature towards her companions, it was no wonder she seemed so reliable and earned that title.


    However, having this said by her own students, whom she regarded as younger brothers and sisters, was one thing, but hearing it from her own teacher seriously exceeded Atalanta''s psychological threshold.


    "Teacher!"


    The Huntress protested sternly, her pretty face almost turning into a piece of red cloth.


    Seeing the little kitten in front of him showing signs of exploding, Luo En quickly directed his spear at Medea, who was once again trying to slip away unnoticed.


    "Why are you running? I didn''t say I disagree."


    "Big brother, you agree?"


    Upon hearing this, Medea immediately stopped and turned back, her face overflowing with excitement.


    Honestly, considering that Luo En had disciplined their teacher Circe quite harshly upon their first meeting, Medea always felt slightly intimidated each time she saw this elder brother.


    But as long as she could get out of Athens and go on an adventure with Atalanta, she could overcome this little psychological hurdle.


    "Letting you go is also fine," Luo En said leisurely, then paused and changed the tone, "but you have to take me with you."


    "Ah? You''re coming too?" Atalanta and Medea both stared in astonishment at the powerful Chief God before them.


    Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss just to quell the Beast Disaster?


    Moreover, if he left, perhaps all the deities of War God Mountain might follow, and then it wouldn''t be known whether they were quelling the Beast Disaster or embarking on a war of conquest.


    "Don''t worry, I myself can''t leave Athens, so I will accompany you only in the form of an incarnation," Luo En reassured them, a hint of resignation twinkling in his eyes.


    Now that Athena had gone to Troizen City, and the Goddess of Memory had returned to Mount Helicon, and with Themis and Hestia fallen into slumber, if he were to abandon his post too, the defenses of Athens might be too weak.


    If during this period, someone were to harbor thoughts against Hecate and come probing, omissions could happen, which would lead to significant losses.


    So, for safety, he needed to seal his true body within the Sanctuary, keep a vigilant eye on his own mentor, prepare for any emergencies, and truthfully heed advice by walking the world in the form of an incarnation, assembling heroes destined by Fate under his command.


    Upon hearing Luo En''s explanation, Atalanta and Medea exchanged glances, quite moved by the idea.


    Honestly, because of the busy affairs at War God Mountain, they hadn''t had much close interaction with this elderly figure who was like a father or brother to them.


    Now, the opportunity to accompany him to Arcadia to settle the Beast Disaster might be a good chance to strengthen their bonds.


    Subsequently, excitement and anticipation appeared on their faces as they nodded in agreement to the new member joining their group.


    Later, under the curious gazes of the two, Luo En took them to the lakeside at the Academy of Athens, took out a golden Holy Grail, and poured the accumulated Divine Liquid into the lake.


    "Hereby bind an oath and imprint �� my incarnation!"


    Accompanied by a deep chant, Luo En opened his arms and stepped gradually into the lake water, not looking back even as the water completely submerged him, as if undergoing a transformational baptism.


    A moment later, a figure with black hair and brown eyes leapt out of the water with a splash, stepping onto the shore.


    Looking at the reflection in the water, a face both familiar yet distinctly different, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    To avoid the scrutiny of The Three Fates and conceal his identity, he had added some facial features from his past life to this incarnation''s body, making it difficult for even Athena to recognize him now.


    Of course, if he included this, his identity would be easily recognized.


    Luo En snapped his fingers, a silvery gloss flowing over and covering his body, morphing into the Sacred Robe of the Altar he once wore.


    This item had been kept hidden by him, but now with the gods in retreat and needing to gather heroes destined by Fate to fill the vacancies of the eighty-eight Sacred Robes, wearing this Altar Sacred Robe which governed all eighty-eight constellations, he could immediately handle the recruitment process for suitable candidates, making it extremely convenient.


    Besides, it seems the Medicine God''s cottage is nearby?


    Luo En thought to himself and, without ceremony, led Medea and Atalanta into the cottage, claiming quite a few Magic Potions suitable for demigods and those with lower statuses.


    Once everything was fully prepared, he left a message for Medusa, who was guarding the home, put away the Sacred Robe, dressed casually, and waved with a cheerful laugh.


    "Let''s go, we can set off now."


    "Wait, I have a question."


    Cradling her staff, Medea tilted her head and scrutinized her radically changed elder brother, frowning in inquiry.


    "If we are to hide our identities, shouldn''t we give you a new name?"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En, looking at his reflection of black hair and brown eyes on the lake surface, smiled mischievously.


    "Call me Seiya."


    Stars as arrows, power piercing through enemies? What a great name!


    Atalanta, interpreting the literal meaning, couldn''t help but nod gently as she plucked her bowstring.


    Subsequently, the trio set out from the City of Athens, heading towards Arcadia.

 Chapter 458 12 Teacher, you actually peeped at the girls bathing!

    As evening fell and the dark curtain descended, the wilderness was shrouded in silence. Four fluorite lamps hung on either side of the chariot, flickering like will-o''-the-wisps, casting a ghostly cold light that illuminated the path ahead. The wheels thundered past, sounding like rolling thunder in the open air, startling nearby birds and wild animals which abruptly woke, causing a rustling noise in the surrounding bushes.


    Ow-wooo!


    In the cool moonlight, giant wolves the size of calves caught the scent of living humans, following the carriage. They leaped and bounded through the dense forests to either side and from behind, stirring up dust with their violent magic power. Trees blocking their way were shattered by a single swipe of their claws, sending white wood chips flying and leaving the air filled with the creaks and cracks of breaking wood.


    The driver, Luo En, glanced at the pack of wolves lunging from both sides of the hill and casually drew his bronze longsword, channeling divine power into it. Several runes lit up on the blade, igniting a bloody red glow that swept across all directions with a ten-foot-long flame.


    All the magic wolves within a hundred meters were instantly turned to ash, while the creatures at a distance were torn apart and burst open by the aftermath of his sword strikes, reduced to fragmented corpses and scattered chunks of flesh.


    "Teacher, next time you act, please try to hold back a bit."


    Accompanied by a resentful mutter, Atalanta, dusty and disheveled, jumped down from the top of the carriage and sported a gloomy expression.


    She''d just found an opportunity to practice but had not even notched an arrow when her teacher took out hundreds of magic wolves with a single strike.


    "Sorry, sorry, I just changed bodies and haven''t quite mastered my strength yet."


    Looking at the dirty little "cat" before him, Luo En gave a dry laugh as he handed her a water bottle and a towel, while continuing to play with the bronze longsword in his hand to get used to its feel.


    However, after only a few swings, the longsword "crack" broke in half. The detached tip flung backwards into the carriage, narrowly missing Medea''s scalp and embedding itself into the wooden board behind her.


    Seeing a few strands of light purple hair drifting to the ground, Medea swallowed nervously, with a pale face looking weakly and pitifully at her senior brother.


    Luo En couldn''t take the blame and quickly deflected it.


    "The quality of this sword is too bad, right? Negative review! Definitely a negative review!"


    "That''s because you infused it with too much divine power! It''s a silver piece bought from Hera; it''s not some divine armament. No matter how good its quality, it couldn''t withstand your constant misuse."


    Atalanta, arms crossed, sat to the side and bluntly exposed her teacher''s misdirection, before voicing the doubts she had in mind.


    "Didn''t you bring several divine artifacts? Why use these ordinary items?"


    "Haven''t I taught you? When you''re traveling, not only should you beware of magic beasts, but you also need to guard against your own kind. If I flaunted those around town, our journey wouldn''t be peaceful."


    Luo En rolled his eyes and patiently shared his valuable travel tips with Atalanta and Medea.


    The saying "a person without guilt holding a jade invites crime," and each of his divine artifacts was top quality. Showing them off directly would inevitably draw unwanted attention, attracting envious adversaries wave after wave.


    You should know that not only do divine armaments, which are rare weapons, attract attention, but even the regular bronze armor worn by generals attracts the Greeks, who wouldn''t let it pass when they were cleaning up after a battle.


    Killing an enemy and stripping them of their armor was a way to show off one''s martial prowess and collect honor.


    Of course, they wouldn''t spare their own people either.


    In the Trojan War, when the great hero Achilles died, his Greek allies Odysseus and Great Aeas argued over who should get Achilles'' armor, crafted by the God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus. Great Aeas thought he deserved it because he fought to protect Achilles'' body and carried it back to camp; Odysseus argued that he too deserved the armor, since he intercepted enemies from the rear, and they both shared equal credit. Ultimately, thanks to Odysseus'' superior speaking skills and favor from Athena, he won the debate and got the armor. Great Aeas, feeling wronged and infuriated, planned to kill Odysseus in his sleep. Athena used a blinding technique which led Great Aeas to kill a flock of goats instead and, in shame, took his own life.


    This bloodshed over a single piece of armor is proof of the harsh social mores and relatively low moral standards of the heroic age.


    Luo En, although unafraid of challenges, hated trouble.


    ```


    To avoid unnecessary trouble on the road, it''s better to keep a low profile.


    He had taught Atalanta and Medea the same.


    The two young girls, despite their lack of social experience, were quite persuadable and cleverly stored the more eye-catching items they had on them into the Magic Circle Diagram.


    Luo En nodded with satisfaction, continuing to drive the cart while casually asking.


    "By the way, where have we reached now?"


    "We''ve just passed the border of Arcadia, and there''s still over thirty kilometers to the Arcadian Mountains."


    Atalanta, familiar with the land, naturally replied.


    Over thirty kilometers?


    Luo En looked at the carcass of the magic wolf on the hillside behind them, frowning slightly.


    To run out over thirty kilometers from its habitat to hunt on the main road? There seemed to be something off about this Beast Disaster.


    "Let''s speed up and rest after we get over this mountain."


    Atalanta and Medea, who were accustomed to following Luo En''s suggestions, naturally nodded in agreement.


    The carriage dashed along the road until the moon was high in the sky, when they finally stopped traveling. They chose a higher slope nearby to set up the warning magic and establish camp.


    Once the major work was done, Atalanta pulled Medea to the side and said.


    "Teacher, we''ll leave the rest to you; we''re going to the nearby river to take a bath."


    You couldn''t deny that feline creatures were quite fond of cleanliness, especially since, during the day''s travel, Atalanta had been covered in dust by her teacher''s ''map cannon''. She now needed a good wash to remove the dirt from her body.


    "Go on, go on, but remember to come back early for dinner after you''ve washed."


    Luo En waved them off, his demeanor edging towards that of a fussy old woman.


    Atalanta, already making her way into the dense woods, didn''t forget to look back and warn him.


    "Don''t follow us and peep!"


    "When have I ever done such a shameless thing?"


    "Circe teacher said that when you were little, you loved peeping at her bathing, and you always wanted to bathe with her. She told us to be very wary of you."


    "Slander! This is blatant slander!"


    Luo En accused, dark-faced, wishing he could grab that stupid-bird teacher who talked behind his back and pluck her feathers clean.


    Peeping at her bathing? It was clearly that woman who thought he was tiny and soft and cute, insisting on taking him with her to bathe.


    And you think I''d be interested in you three bean sprouts who all together wouldn''t make up two catties of flesh? What''s there to see?


    Luo En''s mind flickered with images of Circe, little Medea, and Atalanta''s barren chests as he spitefully criticized them in his thoughts, meanwhile shouting out an even more venomous punishment towards the two figures disappearing into the dense woods.


    ```


    "You two are going to miss dinner!"


    He then returned to the camp, deftly made a fire, and set up a pot, ready to prepare a lavish dinner just for himself, so that when the two girls came back, they would be green with envy.


    However, just as he finished cooking two dishes, a discordant female scream came from the distant dense forest.


    That''s not good!


    Luo En''s face changed, and he immediately activated the "Goat''s" Divine Speed, turning into a blur as he sprinted through the forest.


    "Duck!"


    Quickly reaching the riverbank, Luo En shouted loudly, drew his half-broken sword, lightly ran his right hand along the spine of the blade, inscribing several Hermes Scripts, and then hurled it forward with force.


    The broken sword flew over the instinctively cowering girl in the middle of the river, towards the opposite bank, and disintegrated in mid-air into chunks of metal wrapped in a crimson glow, shooting fiercely into the bushes at several ferocious shadows of magic beasts.


    "Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"


    For a moment, the dull sound of blades piercing flesh was unending as blood spattered from the heads of several magic beasts that popped out on the other bank, collapsing thunderously to the ground.


    As the threat was neutralized, the terrified girl threw herself into Luo En''s arms, shivering and whispering softly.


    "Brother..."


    "?"


    Luo En was taken aback, his expression slightly stiff.


    Something''s not right with the address, and the size seems off too?


    Immediately, he instinctively pulled the head out of his embrace and looked down.


    Under the moonlight, to his surprise, was a pitifully charming face, with long golden hair like fragrant wheat sheaves, skin so fair it seemed it could be broken with a touch, a body with perfectly divine proportions that brought out an inborn allure, and such exquisite beauty that one couldn''t help but feel an urge to protect her.


    Lastly, seeing the two large, wobbling ''thunders'' on the girl''s chest, the heart that Luo En had been holding gave out completely.


    At the same time, a beat too late, the blonde girl who realized something was amiss went from befuddled to astonished, and from astonished to shocked, finally opening her mouth to let out a high-pitched scream.


    "Aah!"


    The sudden soprano pierced into his ears, causing a painful buzz, and Luo En numbly raised his hand to cover his ears.


    When the piercing voice died down, he was just about to speak in explanation, when two furious roars came from behind him.


    "Bastard!"


    "Let go of my sister!"


    Following that, two sharp sword lights stabbed from behind, arriving in an instant, aiming straight for Luo En''s head and heart.


    Sensing the imminent threat, Luo En stomped hard on the ground with his right foot, using the rebound force to leap up high and reach the other side of the river.


    "Don''t think about escaping!"


    "Let her go!"


    Seeing their sister being taken, the two from behind immediately drew their swords and gave chase.


    Having successfully created some distance, Luo En yelled out.


    "Stop! Look around you first!"


    The two pursuers instinctively looked down and were shocked to discover the corpses of several magic wolves lying among the bushes at their feet.


    Taking advantage of the momentary stun of the two on the other side, Luo En hurriedly clarified.


    "This is a misunderstanding, I came to rescue her."


    "Yes, that''s right, brother, he saved me just now."


    At this moment, the previously shaken girl in Luo En''s arms also raised her head, stuttering out an explanation.


    Realizing it was a misunderstanding, the two across from him awkwardly sheathed their swords and introduced themselves.


    "Castor..."


    "Polydeuces..."


    "We apologize for the misunderstanding, sir, and thank you for saving my sister''s life."


    Listening to the introduction from the brothers in front of him, Luo En''s expression froze.


    Gemini Palace?


    Damn it, I haven''t even started the job and you''re trying to chop me up. You Twins from the Zodiac really live up to your legendary reputation.


    Wait, if these two are the Twins from his memory, then the girl in his arms is...


    With that thought, Luo En turned his somewhat stiff neck and looked down at the blonde girl in his arms.


    "He-Helen..."


    The girl answered timidly, involuntarily snuggling deeper into Luo En''s embrace.


    At the same time, the sound of hasty rustling came from the woods, and two figures sprinted down from the upstream of the river, arriving at the scene of the incident, looking astounded at the tightly embraced man and woman across the river.


    The atmosphere turned weird in an instant.


    Atalanta, drenched in vapor, pulled the thinly clad Medea behind her and spoke in a haunting voice.


    "Teacher, I didn''t expect you to be that sort of man."


    "..."


    Facing the accusation, the alleged culprit looked at the conclusive evidence in his arms with a face full of despair.

 Chapter 459 13 Whoa, thats awesome!

    In the campsite, the six people who had resolved their misunderstanding gathered around the bright fire, exchanging names.


    Of course, Luo En used a pseudonym.


    The atmosphere gradually became friendly through their interactions. While the women dried their clothes and prepared food with laughter, the men stood guard and discussed their travels.


    Coincidentally, the three siblings from the Spartan city-state, like Luo En''s trio, were also there to deal with the beast disaster in Arcadia.


    Moreover, they were reinforcements specially invited by the King of Arcadia.


    "Are Arcadia and Sparta that good in their state relations?"


    Luo En looked at the twin brothers before him, his face showing surprise.


    These three siblings were not ordinary Spartans, but the Prince and Princesses of Sparta, not only of noble status but also of legendary birth.


    In Zeus''s fate-related eighth descent to seduce mortals, he transformed into a swan pursued by a hawk and nestled in the arms of the Spartan Queen Leda, then coupled with her in a semi-forceful manner.


    After several days of dalliance, Queen Leda conceived and laid two shimmering golden swan eggs, from which four angelic children hatched.


    From one golden egg came Castor and Clytemnestra, the eldest son and daughter; the other egg produced Pollux and Helen, the second-born son and daughter.


    Of them, the two sons��Castor and Pollux��later became known as the Gemini heroes of Greece; the two daughters��Clytemnestra and Helen��one married Agamemnon, King of the city-state of Mycenae; the other married his brother Menelaus, and thus initiated the entire sequence of the Trojan War.


    Seeing the surprise on Luo En''s face, the twin brothers answered with a light laugh.


    "We didn''t want to come, and we aren''t close with the King of Arcadia."


    "But this is an oracle from Lord Apollo..."


    Perhaps due to a sense of understanding, the two brothers had a distinctive way of speaking, almost alternately, completing a full statement together.


    Apollo?


    Luo En was taken aback for a moment, then quickly understood.


    In the traditional perception, Spartans were brave and warlike, fitting the military city-state mold, quite in line with Ares, God of War.


    But in reality, they primarily worshiped Apollo, the god of light and prophecy.


    The Spartans considered Apollo their Guardian God, both a god of war and of the arts. In Sparta''s military training, before every deployment, Spartan warriors would pray at the Temple of Apollo, hoping for victory and protection, believing that Apollo''s power could grant them courage, strength, and combat skills.


    As for Ares, sorry, though he was the god of war, he lost too often and was quite disliked by the Spartans.


    After all, war has value only if it is won.


    Well, now Apollo is also a war god, and Ares, poor fellow, seems to be having a tough time.


    Luo En bantered silently to himself while piecing together the situation from the twins'' stories.


    Not long ago, Arcadia faced a beast disaster. The Temple Priests sought help from Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, but could not get a response.


    In fact, it wasn''t that Artemis was unwilling to help, but she wasn''t in Arcadia at all.


    To vie with Ares for the faith of the Amazons, she took her war Nymphs to Paradise Island, where the Amazons resided. The battle for belief was at a critical juncture, and Artemis could not leave.


    Before leaving, the Goddess of the Hunt had asked her brother Apollo to oversee Arcadia as her holy land in her absence.


    Thus, upon hearing of Arcadia''s crisis, Apollo immediately chose his most powerful followers from the Spartan city-state, and several days before, delivered an oracle commanding Sparta to send demigods to assist the Arcadians in handling the beast disaster.


    As a result, the twins with the pure divine bloodline accepted the mission and set out on the journey to quell the beasts.


    As for Helen, she was an accident.


    Her Royal Highness the Princess, out of curiosity and playfulness, sneaked out of the city with her brothers. Despite being caught red-handed, the brothers couldn''t withstand their sister''s pitiful pleas and had to take her along on their departure.


    It must be said, Greece''s future "First Scourge of Beauty" showed the troublesome nature of her character from a young age.


    Having heard the whole story, Luo En felt a twinge of empathy while silently mourning his distant great-grandfather.


    Ares, oh Ares, letting Apollo completely take over the mantle of war god, and now Artemis is about to steal the hard-earned territory... Is it so that in all of Olympus, any god can fleece you?


    "Dinner is ready, we can eat now."


    The pleasant voice ended the men''s idle chat, as Helen led her two brothers and the savior to formally take their seats.


    The flickering campfire licked the bottom of the pot, while the aroma of the boiling mushroom broth filled the air; the beast meat skewered on branches next to it turned a golden brown, emitting the fragrance of fat.


    Helen picked up a ladle, serving Luo En a full bowl of mushroom soup first.


    Also, his plate of bread and roasted meat was noticeably more generous than others'', and presented better.


    Seeing their sister''s clear favoritism, the twins waited for dinner with a look of understated grievance.


    Although I know you want to express gratitude, you don''t have to make it so obvious, do you?


    Atalanta and Medea, seeing the Spartan Princess acting so enthusiastically and actively, sensed a warning out of female instinct and promptly scooted lower, squeezing Luo En in the middle like a sandwich cookie.


    He''s married, don''t even think about seducing a good househusband of War God Mountain!


    In the end, Helen could only sit back beside her brothers, casting occasional forlorn glances.


    Watching his left and right guardians on high alert, and the pitiful beauty causing trouble by his side, Luo En felt like sitting on pins and needles and hurriedly changed the subject.


    "Come on, let''s eat, the food is going to get cold if we don''t eat now."


    With that, he quickly bowed his head, focusing intently on tonight''s dinner.


    Although this meal wasn''t as elaborate or as delicious as Hestia''s cooking,


    the ingredients from the mountains were still quite abundant, and they had quite a variety of seasonings, so the overall taste still scored around seventy or eighty points.


    After the meal, Luo En took out some snacks he always carried and shared them with everyone.


    The sour and sweet flavors adored by the Greeks, along with the delicate shapes, suited the girls'' tastes well. Thus, the three females in the group were soon busy dealing with the small cakes in front of them, no longer entangled with the issues about Luo En.


    Seeing his strategy work, Luo En quietly passed a plate of snacks, fried wheat flour wrapped around grape jam until crispy, sweet, and soft, then tiptoed back to his tent, quickly setting up a defensive magic charm at the entrance before diving into his bedding and falling asleep.


    Whether he was really sleepy or pretending, he wouldn''t deal with those three tigresses.


    The night passed without incident, and the next morning arrived as usual.


    Having eaten their fill and rested, everyone emerged from their tents one after another.


    After spending the night together, the six, compatible in temperament and purpose, quickly reached an agreement and decided to travel together towards Arcadia.


    ~~


    Whinnyyy~~


    Across the wilderness bellowed the horses, raising clouds of dust, the six individuals driving their respective chariots, after several days of travel, finally approached the disaster-stricken area of Arcadia.


    At this time, the area was already under military blockade by the Arcadians.


    Soldiers armed with spears and shields, stationed at various strategic points on high alert, solemnly pounded their chests in salute and warned in a grave voice after identifying them.


    "Brave warrior, once you pass this checkpoint, you will enter the area ravaged by magic beasts, they may appear at any time, you must be careful!"


    "That''s perfect, we''re here to deal with those creatures."


    Castor laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned.


    The middle-aged man with the look of an officer opened his mouth but seeing the spirited demeanor of both parties and recalling their demigod status, he eventually didn''t speak, merely ordering his subordinates to open the sharpened barricades and deactivate the outer defensive charms, with a few simple instructions.


    "Ten more kilometers ahead is the Royal City, you may want to gather there first for a brief rest and basic supplies. In three days, when we have assembled enough people, His Majesty will send someone to join you in the mountains to clear out the magic beasts."


    "Thank you very much. You all have been working hard too," said Luo En as he nodded and thanked the soldiers and then drove his chariot through the checkpoint.


    "These magic beasts are a bit different this time, be very cautious!"


    Perhaps moved by Luo En''s expression of goodwill, the officer watching the expedition team advance finally shouted out a warning.


    Luo En waved his hand to indicate he had heard the advice, then drove his chariot, picking up speed as he went forward.


    Arcadia was mountainous and the jungle dense; even the main road mostly meandered through the more even slopes of the mountains and forests.


    The chariots passed through a thin layer of mountain mist, and the view suddenly cleared up, with towering trees stretching straight into the sky and dense leaves casting spots of shade. It was only at noon that the dense fog began to dissipate slightly.


    But even so, the bright sunlight that pierced through the gaps and broke through the shadowy obstructions only amounted to insignificant specks upon reaching the forest.


    A breeze brushed past Luo En, who inhaled deeply, the vibrant fragrance of plant life mixed with the smell of decaying branches and leaves, tickling his nose and almost making him sneeze.


    These magic beasts are not quite the same... what does that mean?


    Luo En mulled over this while carefully observing his surroundings.


    The plants around were unusually large, with clear signs of mutation, and the persistent haze hanging in the dense forest was tinged with a faint smell of blood.


    "Something''s coming! Be on alert!"


    Atalanta, standing atop the carriage, upon observing the rising dust clouds and the swathes of fallen trees on the slopes far away, couldn''t help but shout a warning, her ears pricked.


    Soon, accompanied by a violent trembling of the ground, dozens of creatures covered in shiny manes, with a pair of tusks at the front, burst out of the dense forest and charged at the two carriages on the road.

 Chapter 460 14: Did Typhon Derail, or Did Mother of Serpents Cheat?

    "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    At the hillside where trees lay fallen in patches, the leading monsters were already no more than 300 meters away from the carriage.


    They were Magical Pigs!


    The twin brothers at the front exchanged nods, their muscles bulging as they shouted in unison, stirring the surrounding Aether into resonance, each grabbing a bronze spear and hurling their divinely inscribed weapons forward.


    "Thud, thud!"


    The javelins precisely penetrated the eye sockets and mouths of the Magical Pigs, piercing through their skulls and then continuing forward, causing a trail of blood and muffled groans within the group of pigs, killing three or four in one go as they exhausted their remaining strength.


    Viscous red and white fluid splattered out, painting the shaded green grass.


    However, upon seeing this, the twins'' expressions slightly changed.


    This didn''t feel right.


    Under normal circumstances, with such low-level Magical Beasts, their strike just now should have easily taken down a dozen.


    As the brothers puzzled over this,


    among the horde of Magical Pigs, one with a brown-yellow hide and bristles, its surface already marked with distinctive patterns, roared hysterically upon seeing its comrades die, standing upright like a human, then fiercely stamped on the ground with its hooves.


    Immediately, a dull yellow halo surged, the mountain path''s terrain cracked open, and several earth spikes thrust out one after another.


    The carriage, taken by surprise, flipped over instantly with its occupants thrown off.


    Seeing their chance, several wild boars lit up their sharp teeth and charged forward with roaring blasts.


    Just as these beasts were about to break through the line, two figures dashed out and began slicing with their gold and black swords, weaving a dense net of blades, advancing forward and carving the charging wild boars into rolling chunks of flesh and stinking blood, which flowed freely.


    Yet, as the two figures surged forward, the ground shook, and rows of earth spikes erupted at their landing spots.


    Trying to capture the key player, the Twin brothers'' expressions changed, and they immediately clapped hands in mid-air, using the counter shock to spin their bodies like tops in the air, scattering hundreds of sharp sword lights around them, shredding the attacking earth spikes in succession.


    "Roar~~"


    But by now, a group of smaller Magical Pigs had already bypassed the twins and were heading towards the mountain path.


    And a frail figure stood within the wreckage of the carriage, holding the delicate Apollo Divine Staff, her face deathly pale.


    As she watched the horde of Magical Pigs charging towards her, the girl''s body trembled uncontrollably, and all knowledge of curses and magic seemed to have been wiped clean from her mind in an instant.


    Damn it, Helen!


    Seeing this, the twin brothers felt their hearts tighten.


    "Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!"


    Just then, a pristine white "Light Rain" began to fall from the sky, and dozens of the small Magical Pigs charging forward were pierced into hedgehogs under the barrage of arrows, dropping dead on the spot.


    "Focus on the front, don''t let it escape! Leave this to us!"


    Atalanta, who had timely intervened, shouted a command. In the meantime, with a broader view from a branched position, she continually drew her bow and fired arrows, picking off the Magical Pigs on the mountain path one by one to ensure the safety of the two spellcasters.


    At the same time, Luo En picked up the spear and shield he carried with him, holding it in front, while Medea waved her tin staff, casting magical protection over her teammates and standing by to enhance their physical abilities, speed, strength, and more with high-speed divine words in case of crisis.


    With the support of her teammates, the tense Helen finally calmed down and began to recall the magic and curses she had learned.


    Although her execution was a bit rusty, it was better than nothing.


    "Hahaha, good!"


    With their worries behind them, the twins burst into laughter, each brandishing a sword amidst the horde of Magical Pigs, slashing and stabbing wildly, causing the beasts to squeal in agony and blood to spread everywhere.


    "You beast, it''s your turn, don''t think you can escape!"


    After dealing with the nearby smaller Magical Pigs, they clearly aimed for a large Magical Pig with several patterns on its mane and charged towards it.


    "Dang!"


    However, as the two swords fell, the blades struck the interlocking patterns on the skin of the Magical Pig, only to be deflected as if they had hit a steel plate.


    Watching the layers of yellowish-brown glow light up on the surface of the Magical Pig, Luo En couldn''t help but squint his eyes.


    It was not just patterns, but Divine Patterns.


    This beast had actually been granted Divinity!


    "Roar!"


    Seemingly provoked by the pain of the slashes, the tawny-colored Magical Pig let out an angry roar, bared its two sharp white fangs, and charged headfirst at the twins, who had been knocked back into mid-air.


    Seeing this, Luo En decisively pulled a long spear from the broken carriage, his body tensed like a bowstring, and then he hurled it forward.


    Accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, the spear went straight into the eye socket of the giant Magical Pig, causing the beast to jump erratically and howl in pain as it blindly charged, smashing everything in sight.


    Good opportunity!


    Castor, hovering mid-air, immediately grabbed his brother''s arm and hurled him towards the large Magical Pig.


    Similarly, Polydeuces also understood intuitively, using the force of his descent to raise his right leg high, then stomped hard on the spear lodged in the Magical Pig''s eye socket the moment he came into contact with the beast.


    "Pff!"


    Instantly, the spear pierced through the Magical Pig''s eye socket and skull, carrying a spray of golden-red blood, and emerged from the beast''s groin.


    With its body pierced through, the Magical Pig fell on its back, its convulsions slowing until it was completely still.


    Luo En looked at the trumpet-shaped rear end of the Magical Pig and felt a tightness in his belly.


    This death was tragically harsh.


    However, since the creature had been blessed with the earth''s protection, making its body as hard as steel, opponents looking to easily defeat it naturally had to find a vulnerable spot to strike.


    As the leader fell, the gathered smaller Magical Pigs were also awakened by fear, letting out low roars as they scattered in all directions.


    After easily dealing with a few stubborn Magical Pigs by the carriage, Luo En crouched down, took out a small knife, and began to cut open the bellies of a few nearby Magical Pigs, searching inside.


    As the bloody entrails were turned inside out, Medea and Helen felt nauseous and couldn''t help but cover their noses and step back.


    Atalanta, who had abundant jungle and hunting experience, stepped forward and casually asked.


    "What are you looking for? I''ll help you."


    "Open their stomachs, I want to see."


    Luo En handed the small knife to Atalanta and stated his request in a grave tone.


    The huntress nodded, using her extensive experience in disassembling prey to easily locate the stomachs of several Magical Pigs and opened them one by one.


    Instantly, the strong smell of digested food permeated the air.


    Medea and Helen felt the acid in their stomachs rising and couldn''t help but retreat further away.


    Luo En and Atalanta crouched together, using sticks to stir through the opened stomachs of the Magical Pigs, carefully observing the undigested food remnants inside, and even leaned closer to smell it, completely undisturbed by the nausea.


    And the more they looked, the graver their expressions became.


    "What''s going on? Did you find something?"


    The Twins, having finished clearing the battlefield, walked down from the hillside and asked Luo En and Atalanta.


    Atalanta was the first to turn around, replying seriously.


    "Something is off. Some of the Magical Pigs'' stomachs contain not only wild fruits but also a lot of mixed crushed paddy, wheat bran, and bean dregs..."


    "What does that mean?"


    The Twins scratched their heads, quite puzzled.


    Luo En dropped the stick he was holding, stood up, and explained in a low voice.


    "Strictly speaking, Magical Pigs are naturally fierce and primarily eat meat; Wild Boars aren''t so particular, their diet is more varied including wild fruits, bamboo shoots, and some small animals..."


    The Twins still seemed somewhat confused: "Then the paddy, wheat bran, and bean dregs..."


    "They are usually prepared as concentrated feed for domestic pigs." Luo En answered somberly, his voice carrying significant implications.


    Everyone caught the underlying meaning and looked at each other uneasily.


    "You mean, these creatures transformed from Wild Boars and domestic pigs?!"


    "More precisely, they were ''Demonized''..."


    Luo En corrected, his gaze sweeping over the dozen stomachs opened on the ground, then gazing towards the fog-enshrouded Arcadian Mountains, his eyes gradually deepening.


    "I''m afraid this ''Beast Disaster'' is not so simple. There might be something or some force in the mountains that is driving these animals to ''Demonize''."


    "Hearing you say that, we also feel something''s not right."


    The Twins, coming to their senses, then shared additional information.


    "When we fought with those Magical Pigs earlier, they felt harder to kill than expected."


    "Moreover, though Magical Pigs are notoriously fierce, these creatures actually turned and ran when the situation turned sour."


    Hearing the brothers'' accounts, the grim expressions on everyone''s faces intensified.


    As they were exchanging thoughts, an unknown growl came from deep within the mountains.


    Luo En glanced at the line of Wild Boar corpses on the ground and suggested gravely.


    "The smell of blood here is too strong; it''s not wise to stay long. There are many oddities in the ''Beast Disaster'' of Arcadia. Let''s handle this and head to the Royal City to regroup!"


    Everyone nodded in agreement, with Medea and Helen on the hillside especially eager to leave this creepy place that made their skin crawl.


    However, just as the two were about to rejoin the group and embark on a new journey, a fierce figure swooped down, crushing swathes of trees and landing behind them.


    Somewhat hot breath blew against their necks through the air, causing goosebumps to erupt on Medea and Helen''s skin, deeply regretting their decision to distance themselves from their teammates because of the stench.


    At that moment, the two Spellcasters instinctively wanted to run back to their teammates.


    "Don''t move!"


    From a distance, Luo En''s mouth opened and closed as he gestured reassuringly.


    Out of trust, they forced themselves to restrain their fear and stayed in place.


    Meanwhile, the four individuals opposite them lifted their heads to look at the creature that had appeared before them, their faces grave.


    ��It was almost a hundred meters long, shaped like a snake or a dragon.


    Its purple-red crest shone brilliantly, its eyes under the eyelids a fiery red, as if spouting flames, with three tongues stretching out like a trident.


    Its mouth, lined with three layers of sharp teeth, gleamed coldly; venom dripped from between the teeth, corroding upon contact with the water surface, creating a fizzing noise as a pale green toxic mist rose from it.


    From the density and sheen of its scales, it was already mature, both its abilities and hunting experience at their peak.


    More importantly, it had three heads!


    The three serpent-like heads, supported by slender necks, surrounded Medea and Helen, blocking their escape routes.


    Luckily, the vision of serpents isn''t good at catching static objects, so the creature didn''t immediately notice the tasteful meal beside it.


    A three-headed dragon snake? Why does this seem so familiar?


    A dragon? Typhon?


    A serpent? Mother of Serpents?


    Isn''t this just a lesser version of Hydra?


    So, did Typhon cheat, or did Mother of Serpents split?


    As these thoughts surfaced in Luo En''s mind, the three serpent heads, finally distracted by the thick smell of blood, slowly moved away from Medea and Helen, opening their mouths to tear at several of the gutted Magical Pigs.


    Now''s the time, attack!


    Almost simultaneously, Luo En and the Twins leaped forward, each taking on one of the writhing serpent heads.

 Chapter 461 15 Chop off One Head, Two Grow Back—Long Live Hydra! (5k)

    "Pu! Pu! Pu!"


    Two long swords and a spear shot forward like lightning, unexpectedly beheading the three writhing snake heads.


    Before the heads hit the ground, Atalanta rapidly plucked the bowstring. Three arrows struck their targets precisely, carrying the falling heads dozens of meters away and nailing them to different trees. Then the Burst Runes at the tips of the arrows activated, blowing the heads and the trees behind them to smithereens.


    The four fighters'' overall coordination and attack sequencing was as fluent as flowing water. The dragon-serpent creature with three heads hadn''t even had a chance to react before it was left bewildered.


    But just when they thought the dust had settled, Luo En noticed the flesh at the severed necks squirming and dividing. His eyelid twitched, and he burst out yelling.


    "Be careful, it''s not dead yet!"


    The Twins instinctively turned around and were shocked to see that the dragon-serpent, which they had beheaded, had grown new ones.


    And not three, but six!


    One head cut off, two more grew back? Was this truly a carbon copy of the Hydra?


    Seeing this, Luo En''s heart sank.


    Something was definitely wrong with Arcadia, and it most likely had something to do with Typhon''s Divinity!


    "Roar~"


    At the same time, the dragon-serpent, having regained its senses and realizing it had just died once, let out an angry hiss from its six newborn heads. Its mouths spewed out dark green venom. The Twins, although they managed to dodge the poison with their agile movements,


    however, once the large volume of venom hit the ground, it instantly rose into a thick green cloud of poison fog.


    The Twins inadvertently inhaled a breath of it and immediately felt dizzy and blacked out, their swords nearly slipping from their hands.


    The poison of the Hydra, which not even the future Hercules in his prime nor the Immortal Sage Chiron could withstand,


    was no less potent in this three-headed dragon-serpent.


    Medea and Helen, having escaped danger, saw this and quickly waved their Magic Wands to chant divine words at high speed, offering assistance.


    Two fierce gusts of wind swept forward, trying to disperse the accumulated poison fog, but the effect was minimal.


    The thick green fog was viscous and heavy like ink clinging to an object, only ceasing when it had exhausted all life from the surrounding area.


    "Bang bang!"


    Accompanied by crisp shattering sounds, two crystal vials thrown by someone broke under the Twins'' feet. The grass-green Antidote in the air rapidly evaporated, making the poison fog around them much lighter.


    Their groggy heads began to clear a bit.


    "Antidote! Next, drink it down!"


    Following the voice through the fog, the brothers instinctively raised their hands to catch two more vials thrown over, shakily pouring them down their throats.


    However, the dark green poison fog had hardly faded, and the brothers soon became groggy again, their skins turning green and black.


    The Antidotes Luo En had brought from the Medicine God''s hut were the universal version, and while they worked wonders for common poisonings,


    they seemed somewhat inadequate against Divine poisons.


    At the same time, Luo En noticed that in the air, countless tiny, dark green particles were frantically pouring into the Twins'' bodies through the exchange of air, skin contact, and the flow of Aether.


    Not just through breathing, but skin contact and Aether exchange also exacerbated the poisoning.


    "Bang!"


    A thick, black serpent''s tail lashed out from the poison fog, brutally smashing the groggy Twins into the mud, as six snake heads roared and lunged at the two on the ground.


    "Goddess Artemis, heed my plea and inflict annihilation upon my formidable foe!"


    The solemn chant of divine words echoed through the wilderness. Atalanta leaned backward, her body forming an exaggerated arc, and she released one gold and one silver arrow into the sky.


    At their zenith, the arrows vibrated and resonated with the stars and moon, splitting from one to two, and two to four, instantly multiplying to thousands. Countless Light Arrows fell like a meteor shower upon the six writhing snake heads and the monster''s massive body, the sound of rending flesh filling the air.


    After this blow, the creature''s animosity was drawn away by Atalanta in the distance. The Twins, who lay helpless on the ground, narrowly escaped disaster. Yet as the poison penetrated further, they had virtually no strength left to move, and blood began to ooze from their eyes and mouths.


    They had not expected to fall here before even reaching Arcadia.


    If their comrades and relatives back home knew this outcome, they would surely be the laughingstock.


    The consciousness of the two brothers blurred, and they exchanged bittersweet smiles, their expressions filled with regret.


    Seeing that the dragon-serpent''s heads were turning back to the closest targets after venting in vain, the brothers closed their eyes in resignation, ready to meet their end.


    "Pu!"


    A javelin whistled through the air and struck the dragon-serpent''s heart, blasting a large hole through its chest.


    "Hum!"


    Simultaneously, a majestic hum came from the cosmos, and several streaks of golden light, like falling stars, streaked across the sky, falling towards the immobile Twins on the ground.


    "Ding ding ding ding!"


    The clear sounds of metal components colliding followed one after another.


    With the last collision sound ceasing, two dazzling balls of golden light exploded out of the dark green fog. The dragon-serpent, irritated by the bright light, cried out in pain and stumbled backward.

 Chapter 462 15 Cut off one head, two more shall take its place — Hail Hydra! (5k)_2

    Two figures, wrapped in the light of gold, slowly stood up from the ground and looked in astonishment at their armors, which now shimmered in golden hues and were beautifully crafted.


    "This Golden Saint Cloth was specifically brought from War God Mountain to save your lives," Luo En said as he approached from outside the poisonous fog, casually tossing three or four bottles of antidote to the twin brothers beside him.


    Still suffering from residual poison, the two brothers hurriedly caught the antidotes and quickly drank them dry, feeling considerably better. They then turned their grateful gazes toward their lifesaver.


    They had heard of Sacred Robes, that they were extremely valuable Divine Armaments, and that only the most outstanding one or two graduates from Greece''s premier institution��the Academy of Athens��were eligible to receive such a reward each year.


    And usually, the colors of these armors are bronze and silver.


    Golden Saint Cloths like this one were almost never seen.


    Furthermore, it was said that silver and higher-grade Sacred Robes generally had a feature to recognize their owner, and if passed on to someone else, the current user generally had to die before the next user could take over.


    Although through the conversation from the previous night, they knew that he was a professor and student from the Academy of Athens, handing over such a precious item to them clearly entailed a significant responsibility and pressure.


    "Can you move? Do you walk out on your own, or should they help you?" Luo En asked as he stepped forward.


    The Sacred Robes couldn''t detoxify poison, and their Poison Resistance was mediocre at best. Currently, their most significant function was to filter out the toxic air and Magic Power, allowing the wearer to form an internal Aether circulation, creating a microcosm within their own body.


    Because the incident happened so suddenly, and to bring these items from War God Mountain ahead of time, Luo En had truly spent quite a bit of time, which caused a substantial buildup of toxins within the twin brothers'' bodies.


    The two brothers looked at each other and raised their hands together.


    "Antidote? Three more bottles!"


    The choice was obvious, and without wasting words, Luo En tossed another six bottles of antidote to the twins.


    The brothers immediately drank their antidotes clean, and most of the toxins in their bodies were cleared away.


    After all, this dragon-snake creature only possessed similar Divinity to Typhon and wasn''t a direct relative of Typhon like the Hydra.


    "Together, let''s finish it off!"


    The brothers turned and looked fiercely toward the dragon-snake creature that had healed its flesh and was rising from the ground once more, and without any hesitation, took up their weapons and charged forward together.


    Meanwhile, Luo En locked his gaze on the exposed weak spot beneath the creature''s neck, holding a Bronze Shield in his left hand and drawing a spear from his back with his right, following closely behind.


    As they got close, the dragon-snake let out a low roar, and its six venomous heads covered with dark green scales viciously lunged forward to bite.


    The three prepared warriors each made a leap, dodging the rows of sharp, poisonous teeth.


    "Boom!"


    As the dragon-snake creature''s head plowed forward, it carved a trench dozens of meters into the ground, and the sand, stones, and dead wood along the path were pulverized under the terrifying biting force. The poison that dripped down from its teeth sizzled on the ground.


    "We''ll help too!"


    From the outskirts, Helen, Medea, and Atalanta immediately began long-range suppression with their Archery and Magic, with arrows and Cursed Bullets spraying down, causing blood to splatter.


    The dragon-snake creature reared up and roared in agony, spraying a large clump of dark green poisons toward the mountain path.


    The green droplets shot toward them, and the Magic Shields that Medea and Helen instinctively erected were instantly melted through.


    The sinister scent of decay rapidly approached, and the three on the mountain path, acting as artillery, seemed to see the shape of an angry dragon materializing from the green raindrops in mid-air.


    This was... true Divinity! No wonder they couldn''t defend against the fierce poison that it had forced out of its essence!


    "It''s going all out!"


    Atalanta shouted a warning while pulling Helen and Medea out of the range of the spraying poison.


    "Hiss, hiss, hiss!"


    Continuous stifled pops, like droplets falling into boiling oil, filled the air, and the plants hit by the toxic rain rapidly decayed and disintegrated, shrinking into wisps of scattered ash.


    "Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"


    Before it could counterattack, three of its heads screamed in excruciating pain.


    Struggling, the creature looked downward and saw that three small figures, each wielding swords and spears inscribed with Divine Patterns, were slashing at its heads.


    So tough!


    Seeing the swords stuck in the creature''s neck, the twin brothers'' expressions changed slightly.


    Luo En, on the other hand, looked at his Bronze Spear, which was severely corroded by the poison blood and now only half remained, and at the one severed serpent head, feeling somewhat helpless.


    After the head was regrown, not only did the creature''s defense increase, but its poison became much stronger.


    "Move!"


    With a shout from the distance, Atalanta, Medea, and Helen, having regrouped, commenced another round of long-distance suppression.


    But this time, whether it was arrows or Magic, all were deflected off of the dragon-snake creature''s blackened and hardened scales and the surging divine light patterns, leaving no mark or damage.


    Seizing the opportunity, the twin brothers pulled out their swords and, relying on their agility, wove in and out in a blur, hacking away over a dozen times. However, the dragon-snake seemed to do nothing but retreat under the force of the blows, and as the dust settled, its wounds appeared just as shallow and healed up instantly.


    Even worse, the endpoint where the creature''s head had been severed was once again writhing with flesh, and soon two more serpent heads grew out.


    Now there were seven heads.


    However, after withstanding more than a dozen heavy blows in quick succession, the dragon-snake seemed to be flagging as the Divine Patterns on its body dimmed, and its life force began to wane.

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    But immediately after, before they could celebrate, the monster bent its head down and bit tons of soil, swallowing it directly.


    Just seconds later, the divine patterns on its body began to glow gradually.


    Damn, can Earth Divinity be used like this?


    Watching the gigantic serpent monster recover by eating soil, everyone felt their worldviews shaken.


    Can this thing really be defeated? The Twins couldn''t help but waver.


    "Give me some time, and I''ll break its divine protection!"


    Atalanta''s shout came from afar, and then she positioned herself at a vantage point with a good view, slowly drawing her bowstring and whispering an incantation.


    "Let''s go!"


    The Twins burst forth with fighting spirit, charging in a pincer attack, rushing past the two forelegs that the dragon-snake monster relied on to support its body.


    Boom! Boom!


    In the dull impact, the divine patterns that surfaced on the monster''s skin shook violently, and its body staggered backward, toppling several giant trees.


    Then, the brothers nodded in silent agreement, resonated with the divinity within them, and stepped forward in unison with thundering steps.


    The two swordsmanship masters moved with blinding speed, attacking the monster''s joints, eyes, heart, and other areas with precision. Their blades stabbed and slashed fluidly, like clouds and water.


    Flesh flew and blood splattered everywhere.


    At that moment, they no longer pursued a deadly strike but aimed to delay the dragon-snake monster''s actions as much as possible, forcing it to consume divine power to regenerate.


    When the last sword thrust out, the two brothers, in perfect body and mind synchronization, raised their swords high in spirit, echoing the commanding stars twinkling in the sky.


    "Fear!"


    "Revere!"


    "O shining existence in the sky, guide us, the stars!"


    "We have come to this place!"


    "����Hymn of the Twin Gods!"


    The two figures surged forward, first interweaving their chants and then shouting in unison the final phrase of praise. Two golden whirlwinds enveloped their forms, sweeping forward in confluence, their sharp blades scything through, and in an instant, dismembered the dragon-snake monster''s lower half into chunks of flesh.


    Seeing this scene before him, Luo En, who had been on the sidelines, nodded in satisfaction.


    Good, the Gemini Palace has been lit! The Zodiac''s twelve palaces finally have their first one on duty.


    Simultaneously, Atalanta also began her final incantation.


    "Burning Shadow, arrow behind the moon, bear Artemis''s curse ���� Dark Sky Eclipse Shot!"


    The huntress''s bow was like a full moon, and the fiercely burning black arrow pierced through the sky.


    In a sound that seemed like glass shattering, the golden divine patterns disintegrated, and the arrow plunged deeply into the six heads of the dragon-snake monster, splashing red and black bloodstains.


    "Thud! Thud ! Thud! Thud!"


    The moment the arrow burrowed into the monster''s flesh, an explosive red and black glow spread, unfurling spikes that caused cruel secondary damage.


    Ao!


    The draconic serpent creature let out a pained and miserable scream, the divinity patterns of light flickering on its body gradually disintegrating and dimming. Magic power uncontrollably leaked outwards, and its blood-red vertical pupils looked towards Atalanta with resentment and fear.


    It was the curse, the curse of the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis!


    The moon often possesses multifaceted divinity, and Artemis is not only the goddess of the forest representing the abundant side of nature, but also the harsh side of nature''s goddess of plague and death.


    And now, the huntress Atalanta brought with her the cruelty and punishment of the moon''s dark side.


    Once the mark is planted, no matter how strong the magic beast is, it is just prey that can be killed and punished in front of the Goddess of the Hunt.


    I don''t want to die! I want to live!


    The monster lost its reason, dragging the upper half of its body that could still move, charging forth with an agonized roar. The twins wielded their longswords and effortlessly ripped through its scales, stabbing into its skin and causing it pain and injury.


    But even so, the creature''s vitality was still outrageously strong.


    That half-entity covered in wounds like a porcupine, dragging its scarred body and constantly shedding body parts, advanced ferociously towards the direction of the huntress.


    Atalanta bit her lower lip tightly, even though she felt tearing pain in various parts of her body, she stubbornly raised her longbow, drawing the bowstring taut, and confronted the oncoming magic beast.


    Stopping the beast disaster from continuing to ravage Arcadia was her purpose for this journey, and also her duty as a hunter that she must fulfill.


    "Roar!"


    The dragon-serpent lifted its only remaining active head, its eyes bloodshot, struggling to spray venom at that small creature that had inflicted severe damage on it.


    "Hiss!"


    But as soon as the monster opened its mouth, everything around seemed to slow down, a strange gray-black arc of light passed by, and a strong sensation of spatial distortion rippled through the air.


    "Bang!"


    That ferocious head broke away from its neck and fell, crashing into the soil.


    "It''s finally over."


    Luo En shook his head, crushing the head, whose last trace of spirit was extinguishing, with his foot.


    "Teacher..." Atalanta murmured at the figure standing before her, unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed forward.


    Luo En''s outstretched arm gently embraced his own collapsing little cat, turning his head to look at the others who had rushed over.


    "Clean up the contamination and bloodstains here, we need to leave as quickly as possible!"


    The others, who had just experienced a fierce battle and narrowly escaped with their lives, nodded in agreement, their hearts still pounding with the aftermath.


    Subsequently, the twins blasted a large hole in the ground with their longswords, and the spellcasters Medea and Helen stepped forward, using curses to transport the corpses on the ground into the hole, concentrating on incinerating and burying them, while cleaning up the surrounding poisons and bloodstains, to prevent any trouble for those who might come later due to their improper handling.


    After quickly dealing with the scene, the group of six kept their guard up while they moved towards Arcadia Royal City.


    One should know that within this team of six, there were three offspring of the Great God Zeus, two outstanding students from the Academy of Athens, and an even more professional teacher.


    Yet such a luxurious lineup nearly met their demise when facing a dragon-serpent creature that emerged from Arcadia.


    Although it is uncertain how many monsters of this level are in the deep mountains, or if this was the only one.


    But it was clear that the problem of the [Beast Disaster] had become very serious, far beyond their expectations. They must meet with the resistance forces of Arcadia as soon as possible, it would be best to make direct contact with the King of Arcadia!

 Chapter 464 16 The Most European Lucky Draw in History (4.1k)

    Early next morning, Arcadia Royal City.


    After a night of nonstop travel, a party of six finally arrived at their destination.


    Atalanta, who had been dozing off on Luo En''s back, gradually woke up after a night''s rest. Although she was severely drained of physical strength and magic power, looking listlessly tired, she could at least guarantee basic mobility.


    "We have urgent matters that require an audience with His Majesty Iasus!"


    The twin brothers up front said, as they tossed a bronze emblem of Apollo etched with the pattern of the Sun to the guards at the city gate as proof of their identities.


    Before long, a middle-aged man with the bearing of an officer hurried over, confirmed the identities of the two princes of Sparta, and promptly ordered the soldiers to let them pass. He then personally led the six warriors on a swift journey to the Arcadia Palace.


    With a guide to clear the way, the six of them had an unobstructed journey and quickly arrived at the grand doors of the palace''s main hall.


    After a brief notification process, they were smoothly ushered into the Arcadia Palace''s reception hall, where they saw the legendary King of Arcadia, Iasus.


    He was a tall and burly middle-aged man, whose rugged features faintly revealed the good looks of his youth.


    After exchanging a few curt pleasantries, the twin brothers got straight to the point and described in detail what they had encountered on their journey to the King of Arcadia.


    "Your Majesty, this Beast Disaster is by no means minor, and we hope you will take it very seriously!"


    "Thank you for coming such a long way, and for the well-intentioned warning, I will definitely consider these matters seriously,"


    replied King Iasus repeatedly, looking grave.


    However, he hadn''t said much before he began to gasp for air, his face took on an unhealthy pallor, indicating that his physical health was in poor condition.


    "Wha...what''s wrong with you?"


    Seeing this, the twin brothers couldn''t hide their surprise.


    "Apologies, making you witness such an embarrassment," Iasus coughed, his face tinged with bitterness as he reluctantly shared his ailment.


    At the start of the Beast Disaster, the King had hoped to prevent the impending collapse and thus personally led the Divine Blood Guard of Arcadia to hunt the rampaging Magic Beasts deep in the mountains.


    However, he gravely underestimated the Beast Disaster and overestimated himself.


    In the end, the Divine Blood Guard of Arcadia suffered heavy casualties under the onslaught of Magic Beasts, with even himself being seriously injured, from which he has yet to recover.


    After hearing Iasus''s recount, the twin brothers'' faces were filled with sighs of regret and sympathy.


    Concealed within the team, Luo En couldn''t help but criticize inwardly.


    Marching a regular army into the depths of the Arcadian Mountains to engage in jungle warfare with hordes of Magic Beasts, what brilliance was that?


    The Divine Blood Guard might bear the prestigious title of "Divine Blood," but they were mostly diluted descendants of multiple generations of demigods, far from a match to the true Divine Blood Heroes. Not to mention Luo En himself, even Medea could easily take out hundreds of them with ample preparation.


    Let alone those Magic Beasts born and bred in the Arcadian Mountains, which fully utilized the advantages of their terrain.


    Therefore, the best use of the Divine Blood Guard was to lure the Magic Beasts to relatively open areas, utilize the advantages of formations and cooperation to kill them, instead of wasting precious high-tier military units in environments unfavorable for group combat.


    The fact that the old man had escaped was a testament to his luck.


    Of course, it was also possible that when the Beast Disaster first began, it wasn''t as severe as now, so Iasus and his surviving troops were afforded a way out.


    But such turmoil had forced Arcadia to shift from offense to defense, hunkering down in the city-state and recruiting heroes from other city-states while awaiting rescue.


    By abandoning vast swathes of forest and roads, they worsened the Beast Disaster, which spread further and wider.


    The fact that Luo En''s group encountered packs of Magic Wolves on the official road thirty kilometers from the Arcadian Mountains was the result of these events.


    What was more deadly was that this Beast Disaster seemed extraordinary, as the Magic Beast herds appeared to continuously "enhance" and "evolve."


    While it was still within a controllable range, Iasus''s decision to lead the Divine Blood Guard of Arcadia to their deaths had likely allowed the Magic Beasts to further strengthen themselves by devouring flesh that bore divinity and armor imbued with magic power.


    On top of that, these Magic Beasts began appearing on official roads, preying on travelers and warriors coming to participate in the suppression efforts.


    Caught off-guard against the deliberate, many must have ended up as food for those mutated Magic Beasts, making them even harder to contend with.


    As a result, the more experience packs that were delivered, the faster the Magic Beasts in the mountains developed, raising the difficulty of hunting and suppression in turn.


    Even the twin sons of Zeus from Sparta nearly met with disaster.


    Indeed, the incompetence of a single leader can doom an entire army.


    After silently criticizing, Luo En patiently waited until the exchange was over and then followed the twin brothers out of the Royal Palace reception hall.


    After Iasus''s actions, coordinating the local "high-tier military units" was out of the question; they could now only rely on recruiting "hero units" from other areas to form elite squads in an attempt to enter the Arcadian Mountains, investigate the causes of the Magic Beast mutations, and solve the problem at its root.


    "Gentlemen, please wait."


    As Luo En was contemplating this, two soldiers wielding spears and shields moved to block the middle door. A white-robed High Priestess emerged, giving a slight nod as a gesture of respect and then led them to a side hall. She unveiled a black gauze, revealing a crystal ball enshrined beneath on the altar.

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    The white-robed High Priestess spread her arms to signal the six people to place their hands on it for the test, one by one.


    The six exchanged glances and couldn''t help but frown slightly.


    "This is a necessary procedure for participating in this hunt, all heroes must pass this test."


    Seeing the doubtful expressions on everyone''s faces, the High Priestess immediately pursed her lips and earnestly explained the reason.


    "After all, in order to deal effectively with the Beast Disaster, we need to verify everyone''s identity and capabilities and ensure the safety of all as much as possible."


    Listening to the tactful explanation, Luo En and the others looked at each other and nodded slightly.


    Simply put, it was to prevent enemy spies from infiltrating and to ensure their own safety; on the other hand, it was to assess the level of the recruited hero units to make appropriate plans for the expedition.


    This test was not chosen to be conducted upon their entry to the Royal Palace to meet the King of Arcadia, but was formally initiated after the negotiation had ended, showing them enough respect.


    Once they understood the reasons, everyone had no objections, they stepped forward one after another to place their palm on the surface of the crystal ball, injecting Aether Magic Power.


    Instantly, the Magic Circle Diagram activated, and three golden beams of light rose one after the other, the amethyst of Mingyue, the silver-white of the bright moon, and the golden Sun divine seals successively took shape.


    Devotees of Hecate, Goddess of the Hunt Artemis''s kin, and messengers of the God of Light, Apollo...


    All of them were blessed by gods!


    The white-robed High Priestess, looking at such a high-quality collection of golden light, was rather shocked, then her solemn gaze finally fell on Luo En, who had not yet been tested.


    "It''s your turn."


    Luo En nodded lightly, stepped forward and placed his hand on the crystal ball, a grapevine bursting forth from the earth, lush and dripping with vitality, its clusters of grapes refracting a glimmering white light.


    A follower of the Dionysian Sect?


    The white-robed High Priestess couldn''t help but take a few extra glances at Luo En but soon shook her head somewhat disinterestedly.


    It was just an ordinary level, a false excitement.


    However, the High Priestess clearly did not notice that within the white light, there was a hint of iridescence, nor would she imagine that the most valuable card of the six was the one before her.


    Suddenly, as if realizing her behavior was a bit impolite, she quickly averted her gaze and smiled as she spoke.


    "Heroes responding to the call are now arriving from various places and will need some time to gather, so the official day to enter the mountains and clear out the Magic Beasts is tentatively set for three days from now. In the meantime, why don''t you all rest up in the city? The Temple will arrange accommodations for you."


    As she spoke, she waved her hand to summon a relatively young priestess, tasked her with leading Luo En and the others to check in within the city, and continued to oversee the registration and review of the heroes.


    "Next one! Yes, that''s right, place your hand on the crystal ball and inject your Magic Power..."


    "Bang!"


    The sound of the crystal ball shattering resounded through the hall, along with the anguished screams and curses of some poor soul covered in blood.


    "What kind of trash is this? Such poor quality!"


    At this time, Luo En, who was already at the door, paused in his step and then couldn''t help but quicken his pace, muttering to himself.


    It seemed that he still needed to practice controlling his strength.


    ~~


    Stepping out of the Royal Palace and onto the main street, everyone finally set aside the burden on their minds and were in the mood to appreciate the local customs and culture of Arcadia.


    "Greetings, dear friend, please allow me to take a little of your precious time to introduce you to our Heavenly Father and Savior..."


    Watching the believers along the way, dressed in black robes, proficiently preaching to passersby, distributing towels, biscuits, small cups of sweet wine, hand-copied scriptures, and other such things, Luo En finally understood why the High Priestess had lost interest in him.


    The reason is simple: worshippers of the Dionysian Sect are anything but rare in Arcadia; on the contrary, they''re a dime a dozen.


    As the religious leader behind the scenes of the Dionysian Sect, one of the high priests looked at his followers zealously spreading the teachings on his behalf, unsure whether to laugh or cry.


    It seemed that because of Arcadia''s fertile ground for proselytizing, Luo En, on his way, encountered two other groups scrambling for devotees with his Dionysian Sect.


    One faction, their garments adorned with moon and star patterns, liked to lure newcomers into their fold with gimmicks of alchemy, making simple issues more complicated.


    They are from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, named after Hermes Trismegistus, meaning "Thrice-Great Hermes," worshipping the foreign god of wisdom, Thoth, the ancient God of Messengers, Hermes, and Hermes of Olympus, the God of Extreme Speed.


    These three deities form the trinity at the core of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector''s beliefs.


    According to their doctrine, the Hermes Trismegistus Sector believes that mankind''s venture into the world is a spiritual journey, and in the end, they should unite with the divine and achieve balance with the natural world. Hence, a large portion of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector''s texts mentions astrology, alchemy, and the use of magic, trying to teach people to harness and master the forces of nature, thereby attracting many ordinary people with curiosity.


    Thrice-Great Hermes? A trinity of gods?


    Hermes, make sure you pay the royalties later, you little rascal.


    Luo En, who had continuously pirated and altered mythological content, found it ironic that he should see himself imitated and infringed upon one day.


    Although that God of Speed from Olympus was born in a cave in Arcadia, considering this land his holy ground.


    But ever since his son Pan died, Hermes''s ties to this land had drastically weakened, and due to Arcadia''s own rugged customs that worshiped the strong, he was gradually outcompeted by Artemis.


    The Moon Temple, serving the Goddess of the Hunt, thus became the predominant faith in Arcadia, indisputably supreme.


    The white-robed High Priestess who had tested Luo En and his companions was from the Moon Temple.


    In order to regain a foothold in the region of Arcadia, that resourceful and Speedy God started a religious reformation, gradually developed the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, and dispatched his disciples to propagate his teachings in this land.


    True to his reputation as the God of Commerce, his mind is indeed nimble.


    Luo En gave a fair assessment and then turned his attention to the other group competing with the Dionysian Sect for territory.


    "Oh merciful Goddess, I thank you, grant me food."


    A hundred or so people crammed into a cramped and dark little house, freely distributing and drinking freshly brewed barley porridge, and then, drunk-like, leaned against walls and the ground, falling into a deep slumber.


    At the same time, wisps of black mist escaped from those who had consumed the barley porridge, gradually dissipating into the air.


    As these impurity-like substances were expelled from their bodies, the devotees appeared to be purified from the inside out, their brows relaxed, their complexions serene, their breathing steady, and their whole bodies seemed to radiate a lustrous glow.


    Smelling the scent of the porridge coming through the door cracks, Luo En couldn''t help but sneeze.


    Hygieian Porridge, no wonder it felt a little familiar.


    If he remembered correctly, this was a favorite ingredient in the secret rituals of the Eleusinian Esoteric Sect.


    This sect worshiped the Agriculture Goddess Demeter and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, hoping through specific foods and rituals to attain immortality and endless life.


    In the original myth, while searching for her daughter Persephone, the Agriculture Goddess Demeter had used the nectar of Hygieian Porridge to cleanse the body of a city-state prince she had nurtured, and at night, she would place him over the fire to purge his mortal parts, hoping to make him immortal,


    And the Ocean Goddess Tethys dipping her son Achilles into the waters of Styx to grant him an indestructible body was also influenced by the Eleusinian mysteries.


    Since to mortals, forever life and immortality are almost irresistible temptations, the spread of the Eleusinian Esoteric Sect was quite rapid. Not long after Artemis had left, this foreign sect managed to attract a large following in Arcadia.


    Walking down the street, Luo En stopped himself for the third time from slipping his hand into his pocket, observing the various figures in the city, and murmured sarcastically to himself.


    The Moon Temple that believes in Artemis, the Dionysian Sect that believes in himself, the secretly formed Hermes Trismegistus Sector by Hermes, and the older Eleusinian Esoteric Sect that worships the Agriculture Goddess Demeter and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld...


    Top it all off with the "Beast Disaster" associated with the divinity of Typhon...


    Indeed, the land of Arcadia is teeming with life, a veritable hotbed of contention.

 Chapter 466 17 Teacher, You Dont Want To Either... (3k)

    At night, in the simple and quiet courtyard, Atalanta sat comfortably on a wicker chair, feasting with satisfaction.


    Even though the food had cooled somewhat, she still enjoyed her meal immensely.


    Leaned against the grapevine, Luo En sipped the newly brewed wine while taking an interested look at Atalanta''s cat ears which seemed to twitch with contentment.


    It must be said, keeping a cat was a very pleasant thing.


    Especially when the cat could also transform into a Cat Lady, that sense of satisfaction was multiplied.


    After Atalanta had eaten her fill, Luo En stepped forward proactively, offering her a chilled cup of grape wine.


    The huntress downed it in one gulp, washing the food down into her stomach, then spoke in a deep voice.


    "Just like you said, I''ve inquired around. There are only a dozen or so Divine Blood Heroes who''ve successfully reached the Arcadia Royal City, and almost all of them have suffered attacks from Magic Beasts."


    Almost?


    Does that mean the attacks from the Magic Beasts that emerged from the Arcadian Mountains were not coincidental?


    Upon hearing this adjective, Luo En frowned slightly and murmured to himself.


    "It seems that Arcadia holds deep waters..."


    "How about I help with some divination?"


    Seeing her senior brother''s face turn solemn, the nearby Medea volunteered eagerly.


    Divination?


    That''s right. Hecate is the goddess of roads, possessing the Authority to guide people''s directions.


    Since there are no leads at the moment, it wouldn''t hurt to try.


    After a brief consideration, Luo En agreed internally.


    Then, Medea deftly opened up the Magic Circle Diagram to reveal a round oak board.


    This object was composed of twelve segments, each with a Greek numeral at the bottom. Correspondingly above were simple drawings of animals or Divine Monsters like bulls, sheep, crabs, centaurs, and others.


    Moreover, each segment was inlaid with three gemstones along its borders: from 1 to 12, there were garnet, amethyst, aquamarine, diamond, emerald, moonstone, ruby, peridot, sapphire, opal, topaz, and turquoise.


    Luo En touched it and felt the texture under his fingertips, prompting him to look closely, and he vaguely made out the marks of the Sun, Moon, Venus, and other primary celestial bodies, along with other stars.


    In the center''s recess, a crystal ball the size of an adult''s fist was placed.


    This seemed to be a rudimentary Greek Star Disk, and the composition of celestial patterns and the zodiac already had the basic outline.


    The eighty-eight constellations were not entirely composed of deceased heroes and ethereal legends but essentially existed since the creation of the World. It was only later for ease of memory that constellations were connected to different people or things through storytelling.


    And for this reason, the eighty-eight sets of Sacred Robes corresponding to these constellations would exist even before those heroes.


    As Luo En was getting somewhat distracted, Medea who stood up stealthily pulled out one of his hairs.


    "Borrowing this!"


    Medea placed the strand of Luo En''s hair into a crystal goblet prepared in advance, then proceeded to extract several bottles and jars from the Magic Circle Diagram and poured the multicolored solutions into the crystal goblet.


    After sequentially adding various strange and quirky powders, the solution reacted violently, producing intermittent bluish and purplish light pollution, and the strand of hair stripped of its Divine Power also blended into the solution amidst shaking, emerging as a freshly concocted Witchcraft Potion.


    "Each person''s ''Spirit'' is unique, and taking something from the inquirer can steer the Star Disk to the correct position, conveying a more precise message," Medea patiently explained while pouring the purple-black solution from the crystal goblet into the indentation of the Star Disk, illuminating each star and making the Divine Patterns flicker and sparkle.


    "Now is the time. Close your eyes, clear your mind, and ask the deepest question of your heart to Hecate, the goddess who guides our paths."


    Seeing the Star Disk fully activated by the unique spirituality of Luo En, Medea took his arms with both hands and solemnly guided them towards the crystal ball.


    With a try-it-and-see attitude, Luo En obediently cleared his mind for meditation and asked out loud,


    "Tell me, what is the origin of this ''Beast Disaster''?"


    After absorbing the Divination Potion from the Star Disk, the crystal ball began to vibrate with a humming sound, with black, green, and blue lights flashing intermittently inside, resembling the dazzling night sky.


    Colors of at least three Divinities?


    Could it be that there were at least three, or perhaps even more, deities involved in the Beast Disaster?


    Hum...


    As Luo En pondered, the Aether in the air trembled more violently, and Aether Magic rippled out in circles under the rhythm of Divinity, with the crystal ball at the center starting to bounce uncontrollably up and down out of the recess.


    Medea, who had never seen such a situation before, swallowed nervously at the sight of the crystal ball beginning to radiate dazzling light.


    Things didn''t feel quite right.


    Crack!


    The next moment, a crisp shattering sound was heard, and web-like fractures spread instantly from the inside to the entire surface of the crystal ball.


    Without a word, Luo En swiftly pulled Medea behind him, and with a kick, he sent the crystal ball flying into a nearby pond. He then rapidly sketched over a hundred sigils of Hermes Script around the pond, sealing it tightly.


    Boom!


    The terrifying Aether Tide created by the surging Divine Power exploded, with a dark purple surge carrying crystal fragments shooting in all directions, violently dissipated by layers of Defensive Charms, erasing its terrible potential.


    After the shockwave, Medea looked at the shattered remains of the crystal ball on the ground, on the verge of tears.


    "My crystal ball..."


    In terms of bloodline, although she was a princess of Colchis Kingdom, she had been brought to Aiaia since she was little, living a life of alternating hunger and satiation under the care of her aunt Circe.


    Moreover, Circe loved to stir up trouble, either making a mess that required a large sum for compensation or squandering valuable resources on useless experiments.


    As the Great Witch herself had faced major adversity and was also penniless, aside from a few magic tools, she had no surplus wealth. Thus, it was Medea, her niece, who always had to clean up the mess.


    This caused her and her aunt Circe to become increasingly impoverished, to the point where they were nearly unable to make ends meet.


    Therefore, the somewhat overwhelmed Medea accompanied Atalanta to Arcadia to participate in the Beast Disaster.


    On one hand, it was to eradicate a hazard to the people; on the other, she planned to make some extra money to subsidize their household needs.


    But before she had seen any of the bounties from Arcadia, the last of her magic tools had been rendered useless.


    Looking at his junior sister''s face, which was on the verge of tears, Luo En felt guilty and immediately opened the Magic Circle Diagram, passing two items to her.


    "You didn''t receive any welcome gift when you became my apprentice, so consider this a belated one," he said.


    He then introduced the two items to his junior sister, explaining their names and uses.


    The first one was the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction.


    This purple Cursed Blade with a lightning-shaped blade was seized from the Goddess of Conspiracy, Melinoe, and it was one of the three Divine Artifacts of the Goddess Hecate, specializing in dispelling curses and breaking barriers. It also increased the efficiency of casting magic, making it well-suited for a spellcaster like Medea.


    The second one was the Tooth of Python.


    This was a reward Luo En had obtained from the ''Dice Mini-game''. The dragon tooth soldiers summoned by it were sturdy and resilient, making them top-notch battle servants for a mage.


    Now that Luo En himself no longer needed it and since Medea had revealed her lack of combat experience and her vulnerability when needing a serene environment for casting spells in the last battle, it would be best entrusted to her to maximize its value.


    Looking at the two items in her hands, Medea was overjoyed.


    Especially with the Cursed Blade called the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction, she couldn''t put it down.


    Overwhelmed with excitement, Medea found it hard to believe: "Are these really for me?"


    Luo En nodded and said gravely,


    "Thank you, Senior Brother!"


    Upon receiving a definite answer, Medea was ecstatic, and in her excitement, she threw her arms around Luo En''s neck and planted a kiss on the forehead of her senior brother.


    Compared to her aunt who kept making her life difficult, this senior brother who had taken good care of her was her true family!


    Suddenly taken by surprise, Luo En came back to his senses, touched the wet mark on his forehead, and smiled wryly.


    Atalanta, watching from the side as Medea happily ran back with her gifts, had a teasing glint in her eyes.


    "Teacher, I can''t pretend not to see this, and you wouldn''t want Lady Tethys hearing about it..."


    "Stop, stop, what gift do you want? Just say it, and I''ll give it to you!"


    Luo En quickly put up his hands in surrender, showing a willingness to make peace at any cost.


    "A gift? You already gave me one, and that''s enough," Atalanta said, lifting the Sky Vault Bow in her hand and speaking with a light chuckle.


    "So, I''d like to take this opportunity to ask a question."


    "What is it?"


    "Who are my parents?"


    Atalanta''s smile faded as she looked seriously at her teacher, her green eyes filled with intense longing.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the Arcadia Palace.


    The King of Arcadia lying on the bed coughed violently as if he were about to expel a lung, beads of sweat the size of peas seeping from his forehead as blue veins pulsated beneath his skin. His hands, clenched tightly around the bedsheets, were white to the bone, and his nails unknowingly pierced the flesh of his palms, the radiant red blood soaking into the sheets.


    Clearly, he was enduring immense pain.


    "Medicine... medication... give me my medicine!"


    Accompanied by suppressed, low growls, a maid walked hurriedly into the bedroom and carefully presented a dark red Dan Pill.


    Upon seeing it, the King of Arcadia, like a ravenous dog, snatched the Dan Pill and swallowed it whole, then tilted his head back to gulp it down.


    After a moment, the King of Arcadia breathed a sigh of relief as if unburdened, and settled back into bed, his pale face gaining a healthy hint of red.


    Even so, the sense of powerlessness lingering on the brink of death, coupled with the progressively worsening symptoms, still filled him with dread.


    "Bang!"


    The King of Arcadia slammed his fist onto the bed, his face twisted in anger.


    Why? Why could the deities live eternally while he had to endure the agonies of pain and illness?


    It was unfair! This was unjust!


    "Go, call the Priest here..."


    The King of Arcadia gestured solemnly, his gaze flickering as if he had resolved himself to a certain decision.


    The trembling maid by the bedside, as if granted a reprieve, hurriedly left the oppressive and gloomy hall with her tray.

 Chapter 467 18 Helen, You Cant! (4.7k)

    In the courtyard, the atmosphere fell into a deep silence.


    Atalanta looked at Luo En, her brow furrowed in worry, and quickly began to explain.


    "Teacher, I just want to know who my parents are, where I come from. I definitely don''t mean to distance myself from you! I always keep in mind the care you and the great Artemis have shown me!"


    "I know."


    Luo En nodded and cast a reassuring glance at Atalanta.


    On an island in Ancient Greece, one day, as the sun set, the sage Socrates stared into the vast sea and sky, posing three questions: Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?


    Once asked, these questions became the ultimate philosophical propositions, continually testing human wisdom and discussing human existence.


    Because at a certain time in life, nearly everyone considers similar questions, exploring the meaning of their own existence.


    Clearly, Atalanta had reached that age.


    In this matter, Luo En could of course understand and was not angered by it. In fact, what he was pondering was a different question.


    "If I tell you the answer, what will you do when you meet them?"


    "I want to know why they abandoned me?"


    Atalanta replied without hesitation, her expression earnest.


    Luo En sighed and softly spoke the truth.


    "Because your father wanted a son to inherit his family business, and you were born a girl. So, to him, you were without value."


    Upon hearing this, Atalanta''s face paled, and she inadvertently bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.


    Leaving a newborn baby in a deserted forest would obviously lead to dire consequences.


    If it weren''t for her teacher and the great Artemis happening to be hunting in the Arcadian Mountains, she likely would have become nothing more than a smudge under a centaur''s hoof, or food in the mouth of a magic beast...


    Atalanta clenched her teeth and asked in a heavy tone.


    "Who is he? I want to see him!"


    "And then what?"


    Luo En repeated his question, his deep gaze scrutinizing his student.


    "Accept him, submit to him, despise him, or kill him?"


    Hearing these soul-striking inquiries, Atalanta became dazed, standing silently in place.


    Indeed, even if she could recognize her father, she did not know what attitude or approach to take towards the blood relative who had abandoned her.


    Seeing Atalanta''s distraught demeanor, Luo En could not help but shake his head and sigh.


    The daughter was a good daughter, but the father might not necessarily be a good father.


    Before, they had met with Iasus, King of Arcadia, who was the unworthy father Luo En spoke of for abandoning his daughter Atalanta in a rage because she was not a son.


    Moreover, in order not to see this daughter, who he deemed a disgrace, he even specifically ordered his servants to abandon the newly born Atalanta in the remote Arcadian Mountains, clearly intending to let his shame die off in the deserted wilderness.


    What was even colder to consider was that after Atalanta grew up and showcased her exceptional hunting skills at Calydon, this King of Arcadia took the initiative to acknowledge her and deceitfully brought Atalanta back to the Royal Palace.


    What awaited Atalanta next was not the doting affection of a guilt-ridden father, but one forced marriage after another.


    Since a daughter could not inherit the throne directly, the plan was to marry her off to a man who could produce a grandson.


    ��This was the true intention of that King of Arcadia.


    All along, he held not a sliver of remorse for abandoning his daughter.


    Under her father''s persistent persuasions, Atalanta eventually softened and agreed to set up a contest to choose a suitor.


    But as a follower of Artemis, who had vowed to remain chaste, her decision was equivalent to betrayal in the eyes of the original Goddess of the Hunt.


    Thus, she lost Artemis'' protection and soon fell under the influence of Love God Aphrodite''s authority, marrying a lesser-known suitor��Hippomenes.


    In the end, as Hippomenes was cursed for forgetting to make a sacrifice to Aphrodite, Atalanta too was implicated, accidentally committing a sacrilege and transformed into a lion to serve the gods by pulling their chariots.


    After going over Atalanta''s life experiences in his mind, Luo En spoke with a heavy heart.


    "Think it through well. Once you have it figured out, I can still tell you the answer later."


    As Atalanta came out of her daze and heard the concern in his words, she nodded slightly, then filled with confusion and contemplation, she returned to her bedroom.


    Indeed, she needed to carefully consider how to confront the father who had abandoned her.


    Watching his student Atalanta''s somewhat desolate figure, and recalling his junior Medea''s tragic life, Luo En felt an immense headache.


    Sigh, one after another, none of them makes it easy for me.


    After muttering to himself, Luo En raised his hand to gather the fragments of a crystal ball scattered in the pond into his palm, planning to take them back to his bedroom to study the implications of the recent divination.


    After all, as a goddess of roads, Hecate held some expertise in divination.


    If he could decipher the meaning of the omen, it might provide some guidance for the upcoming mission to quell the Beast Disaster.


    Soon, Luo En erased the traces in the yard, entered his bedroom with a bag of crystal ball fragments.

 Chapter 468 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_2

    However, before he could start studying, a soft knock came from outside the door.


    As the door opened, the shapely Helen was standing quietly in the dim hallway, carefully handing over an exquisitely hidden snack box from behind her.


    "About the earlier matter, my brothers and I haven''t had the chance to formally thank you, so I specifically made some snacks tonight, hoping you would try them."


    Despite her words, judging by the blonde beauty''s sneaky actions just now, the freshly changed white dress, and the scent of roses lingering on her skin after her bath... all these signs led Luo En to guess that this box of snacks had little to do with the reckless Twins; it was purely Helen''s personal gesture.


    Though he knew it was trouble, seeing the hopeful little face of the blonde beauty, Luo En reluctantly nodded.


    "It just so happens I haven''t slept yet, come in."


    At his words, Helen''s face lit up with a radiant smile, and she quickly entered the room, opened the snack box, and placed several freshly made dishes on the table to invite her lifesaver to taste them.


    She herself sat opposite Luo En after he took his seat, propping her chin up and staring intently at her rescuer.


    The undisguised curiosity and a tinge of palpable fervor in her bright eyes made Luo En feel rather uneasy.


    Emotional expressions in the Divine Era were often unrestrained and passionate.


    Based on Luo En''s experience from years of being "a friend to women," he judged that the Spartan Princess was likely taking a fancy to him.


    Of course, this was merely a desire borne from physical attractiveness, an instinctive quest for beauty, far from anything like love.


    Just like an old dark joke, a handsome hero''s daring rescue is met with a "damsel with nothing to repay, offering her body instead" scenario.


    If he were too ugly, sorry, "I promise to serve as your beast in the next life" would be your storyline.


    With excellent parental genes and the Divine Authority of Love from the Rose, Luo En''s appearance and charisma were indeed top-tier among male divinities.


    Plus, having bravely stepped forward twice along the way, not only saving Helen herself but also pulling the Twins back from the brink of death, it was no surprise that this beauty-conscious Spartan Princess had fallen for him under the sway of such actions.


    However, Luo En was somewhat indifferent to this proactive Greek beauty knocking on his door.


    On one hand, she was not a sedate woman; years into her marriage, she had fallen for Paris, a visiting Prince from Troy, blindly believing his sweet nothings and eloping with him in pursuit of the so-called "love," eventually triggering the Trojan War;


    On the other hand, Luo En, though not exactly virtuous, wasn''t the type to fall for every woman he saw.


    Moreover, with many beautiful, XP-compliant, distinctive goddesses around, why bother troubling himself with this lovestruck young lady?


    Many beautiful things are better admired from afar, not necessarily plucked for one''s own vase.


    Luo En responded with lukewarm courtesy and, after roughly tasting the snacks Helen brought, he prepared to get up and see her off.


    Seeing this, Helen became anxious, quickly flushed her face, and stammered out.


    "I, I think you are a really nice person, so..."


    "Yes, thanks for the compliment."


    Luo En immediately interrupted Helen''s words, reminding her with a smile.


    "If there''s nothing else, you should head back and sleep; I need to rest too."


    Hearing the dismissal, Helen stood dumbfounded, her youthful face full of astonishment and confusion.


    As the Spartan Princess, she had been pampered from childhood, and with her stunning beauty, everyone around her was obedient to her.


    Especially the opposite sex, who almost never turned down any of her requests.


    But why was this man not only indifferent to her advances but seemingly intent on keeping his distance?


    Unable to understand, Helen naturally asked.


    "Are you avoiding me?"


    "Yes, a bit."


    Luo En nodded, giving a frank response.


    The girl grew even more bewildered.


    "You don''t like me? Why? Is it because I''m not pretty enough?"


    "This has nothing to do with whether you''re pretty or not, liking someone is a matter between two people."


    Luo En shook his head, patiently explaining.


    "If that''s hard to understand, then consider it when you''re older; it''s too early for you now."


    "I''m not a child!"


    Helen protested spiritedly, feeling quite indignant after repeated setbacks.


    Looking at the girl who tried to maintain her dignity yet looked barely more than a high schooler, Luo En was somewhat perplexed and finally spoke firmly.


    "Alright then, tell me what liking someone means? What really is love? If you had to marry someone you don''t love, what would you choose?"


    "..."


    Faced with these rapid-fire questions, Helen paused, her face full of perplexity.


    Liking is just liking, isn''t it? Why so many questions?


    Unable to answer, the confused Spartan Princess was gently pushed out of the room.


    "When you figure out these questions, come find me then."


    The man at the door finished speaking and closed the door directly.


    A chill wind swept through the hallway, and Spartan Princess Helen, in her thin dress, couldn''t help but shiver from the night''s cold as she crossed her arms over her chest.


    But compared to the cold attacking her body, the cold treatment that just struck her soul was far more powerful.


    Now, she even started to doubt her own allure.

 Chapter 469 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_3

    Just as the little Spartan princess, crestfallen, was preparing to turn around and leave, the door creaked open, and a warm blanket was draped over her.


    "It''s cold outside, don''t catch a cold; put this on," someone said.


    After this brief instruction, the door closed once more.


    Helen snuggled into the cozy blanket, paused at the door, gazing for a moment, and a light of joy blossomed on her otherwise desolate face.


    He still cares about me!


    It''s just that I am too young to answer the questions he asked.


    But what if I find the answers?


    With that thought, Helen''s eyes lit up, and she wrapped the blanket around herself and hurried to her bedroom.


    ~~


    At last, she had left...


    Luo En stood at the window, watching Helen''s departing figure, and heaved a sigh of relief.


    He had said what he needed to say, hoping that the young girl would take his words to heart and not follow the same disastrous path as her forebears.


    In the original history, the twin brothers who adored Helen were supposed to inherit the throne of Sparta and ensure their sister a carefree life.


    However, due to the twists of fate, one twin died young and the other ascended to the heavens, both transforming into stars that adorned the sky under Zeus''s divine authority, causing the throne of Sparta to remain vacant for a long time.


    With no successor for the King of Sparta, kings and princes from various city-states flocked incessantly.


    They coveted either Princess Helen''s beauty or the Spartan throne, collectively pressuring the aging King of Sparta.


    Surrounded by demigods at his doorstep, the King of Sparta felt frightened, considering it unwise to offend any of the heroic contenders, so he followed the suitor Odysseus''s advice.


    That was, "Decide who will marry Helen by tossing a ring, and make all suitors vow never to take up arms against Helen''s husband and to assist him with all their might when called upon."


    As a result, King Agamemnon''s brother Menelaus, who snatched the ring, successfully married Helen.


    Due to the advantageous terms of the marriage, the Kingdom of Mycenae, where the brothers resided, suddenly rose to become the leader of all city-states in Greece.


    Whoever possessed Helen not only had the strongest Spartan warriors but could also summon the heroes of all Greece with the marital oath.


    This was the true reason Helen was hailed as "the most beautiful woman in Greece."


    �� a title not based on her beauty, but on power.


    Being a pawn in political games, Helen''s marriage was far from happy, which is why she eventually eloped with Prince Paris of Troy.


    Taking this opportunity, King Agamemnon of Mycenae, who was planning to expand his territory, as leader, summoned the entire military force of the Greek city-states to attack the city of Troy.


    Achilles, Odysseus, Ajax the Greater, and other demigod heroes, bound by their past vow, were compelled to obey Agamemnon''s call and joined the campaign, thus opening the long-lasting Trojan War.


    At the onset of the conflict, Troy''s elder prince Hector, who understood the situation and knew that war was inevitable, offered Helen a chance to reconsider, allowing her to return to the Greek side.


    Helen ultimately chose love, standing by Troy and her lover, Paris.


    But as time passed and the situation worsened, the feeble nature of Paris, handsome yet ineffectual, was fully exposed.


    He not only dared not duel with Helen''s former husband to resolve their personal grievances and thus spare the lives of innocents;


    Moreover, according to the epic "Iliad," after being wounded by a poisoned arrow, in his desperation to survive, he spoke to his former wife Oenone the classic words of a cheeser.


    "Noble wife, I am in pain; please do not resent me. Merciless Fate brought Helen to me, leading me away from you. By the gods, by our past love, I plead with you to show mercy, treat my wounds with your remedies, and end my severe pain, for you once prophesied that only you could save my life."


    Indeed, like Helen, Paris had a legitimate wife, a nymph who had stood by him during his darkest times.


    For the sake of beauty, he abandoned his true match.


    And, in his dying moments, to gain aid from his lawful wife, he blamed all his adultery and troubles on Helen.


    After paying a heavy price and bearing the infamy of being a fatal beauty, the so-called most beautiful woman in Greece never received the "love" she sought.


    Thus, the questions Luo En posed were intended to urge Helen to return to reason, to truly contemplate what she really desired in love and marriage, lest she impulsively continue down her previous path.


    However, speaking of the Golden Apple event�� twins transforming into stars��Spartan oath�� Trojan War...


    These interlinked events seemed saturated with scheming.


    It was as if an invisible pair of hands was manipulating the fates of mortals and heroes alike.


    Thinking of the bloodline within Helen, Luo En looked up at Olympus among the stars, understanding in his heart.


    Tsk, Zeus, it''s you again, old trickster!

 Chapter 470 19: The main hoe swings well, no corner cannot be dug up!

    The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse; the night was rich with colors.


    In her room, Princess Helen had been busy for a while, arranging carefully selected roses and fragrant peach wood, wiping the fragrant sweat from her forehead. Looking at the simple altar formed on the ground, she couldn''t help but nod in satisfaction.


    Then, she stepped back a few steps, crushed several gems storing Magic Power, chanted a blessing, and called the true name of a certain Chief God.


    Moments later, crisp sea wave sounds emerged from the altar, and layers of white foam piled up. A stunning figure appeared in the patterns of light, and clusters of light-shaped flowers grew on the floor, filling the air with their rich fragrance.


    "Are you the one calling me?"


    With a lazy voice, the Goddess draped in a light veil took an interested look at the young girl who had made the sacrifice, and a touch of astonishment appeared in her eyes.


    "What a beautiful child..."


    Helen bowed her head shyly and softly voiced her request.


    "Lady Aphrodite, I need your help."


    As the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite always showed enough tolerance and affection for beautiful things and took the initiative to ask, smiling at the beautiful young girl before the altar.


    "Tell me, what do you want? A handsome, reliable husband? Or a lover worth abandoning everything for?"


    "Neither!"


    Helen quickly shook her head, then bit her lip and spoke solemnly.


    "I want to know the answers to a few questions: What is liking? What is love truly?"


    Since she couldn''t answer these tough questions herself, she decided to seek advice from the Goddess in charge of love and beauty.


    And Aphrodite, hearing this rare plea, was slightly taken aback at first, but then a playful smile appeared on her face, and she asked with interest.


    "Interesting... What exactly happened? Start from the beginning."


    Helen didn''t hide anything and told the God of Love everything that had happened recently.


    As soon as she had finished speaking, the Spartan Princess eagerly asked.


    "Lady Aphrodite, what is the answer?"


    Looking at the innocent young girl before her, Aphrodite couldn''t help but hide a chuckle.


    "Silly child, you shouldn''t be asking me this question; you should be asking yourself."


    "Why?"


    Helen looked bewildered, her eyes full of surprise.


    "Does that mean even you don''t know the answer?"


    "To be precise, it''s because ''liking'' and ''love'' themselves have never had a so-called ''standard answer.''"


    Aphrodite smiled and corrected, then a rare sigh and seriousness appeared on her stunning face as she spoke leisurely.


    "The reasons for liking someone vary from person to person, often different for each; love is even more blind, requiring no reason at all. Thus, I cannot answer your questions; you must find the answers yourself."


    "So that''s how it is..."


    Helen suddenly felt very disappointed and listlessly drooped her little head down.


    Watching the disheartened young girl, Aphrodite covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.


    "Silly child, don''t you understand? The lack of a standard answer means that any answer could be right. And his posing this question was just to confirm whether you are mature enough, whether you truly understand what love is."


    "I..."


    Helen opened her mouth, unsure of how to answer.


    Seeing this, Aphrodite asked straightforwardly.


    "Do you like being with him?"


    "I do!"


    Helen subconsciously answered, her hands clutching her chest, muttering about the complex feelings.


    "Every time I see him, I feel my heart race, and I feel safe when I''m by his side. Although he rarely looks at me, I always want to catch his attention," she said.


    "That''s right, this is love!"


    The God of Love''s eyes lit up, and she immediately concluded.


    However, upon hearing this, Helen felt shy and a bit troubled.


    "But it seems like he doesn''t like me, and he keeps avoiding me," she said.


    "What man doesn''t like a little sneaking around, especially when such a beautiful girl like you is making advances?"


    Aphrodite scoffed and then her eyes showed a hint of admiration.


    "Being able to restrain his desires and asking these questions to inspire you to think, just shows how much he cares about you. Moreover, he has a high moral standard and self-control, which is rare among Greek men. If you really choose him, you will definitely have a good husband. So, make sure you seize the opportunity!"


    "What if he already likes someone else?"


    "With the right shovel, there''s no corner that can''t be dug. True love is priceless!"


    Upon hearing the advice and experience shared by the God of Love, a fierce fire ignited in Helen''s eyes, and she nodded vigorously.


    "Yes, no matter how many times I fail, I will never give up!"


    "Good! That''s the spirit! I love children who go all out in pursuit of love," the God of Love said.


    The God of Love greatly appreciated Helen''s courage. Excited, she waved her hand and bestowed her blessing.


    Watching the three golden apples on the altar, emitting an enticing aroma, Helen became curious.


    "Lady Aphrodite, what are these?"


    "Golden Apples! These are treasures shaped by my divine authority. Ordinary people can hardly resist their temptation, and if you eat them, your charisma will be temporarily multiplied several times, making even deities fall at your feet," Aphrodite proudly replied, her beautiful face filled with pride.


    During the last Golden Apple incident, she not only got criticized sharply but also ended up with just a peel.


    Unable to vent her frustration on the instigator, she directed her annoyance at the Golden Apples that started the dispute.


    Not going to give them to me? I can make my own, even more enticing than the one at the wedding, and in greater quantities!


    Thus, three new Golden Apples, containing the God of Love''s authority, were freshly made.


    Now, seeing the devout petitioner before her, who also matched her tastes, Aphrodite impulsively decided to generously give these three Golden Apples to Helen, hoping they would help her achieve a spectacular love.


    However, Aphrodite, who now had a fulfilling love life of her own, still conscientiously gave one final piece of advice.


    "Love can''t be created from nothing, so even if you eat the Golden Apples, it will only ignite the flame of desire between you both, and it can''t last long. If you really want to keep the one you love and have a perfect marriage, you still need to put in the effort yourself."


    "I understand, I promise I won''t let you down!" Helen said seriously, gently picking up the three precious Golden Apples.


    Aphrodite smiled in relief and waved her hand in encouragement.


    "Then, go chase your happiness, my child. I will bless you."


    Watching the figure gradually disappearing on the altar, Helen gazed at the three Golden Apples in her hands over and over again. Finally, she resisted the desire in her heart, placed them carefully in a wooden box, and clutched her "love" sweetly as she peacefully fell asleep.


    "Achoo~!"


    Luo En in the room suddenly felt a chill and couldn''t help but sneeze loudly.


    He rubbed his slightly itchy nostrils and looked at the three shards of colorful crystal balls on the table, murmuring softly.


    "God of Speed Hermes, Demon Ancestor Typhon, Agriculture God Demeter... does this Beast Disaster have something to do with them? Or is there only one correct answer?"


    Meanwhile, in the Arcadia Royal Palace.


    A figure, holding a Caduceus and cloaked in a star-and-moon robe with a face obscured by darkness, stepped into the grand hall led by a maid.

 Chapter 471 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice

    In the Arcadia Palace, the atmosphere was exceptionally somber.


    Lying on the bed, King Iasus''s face was pale, his eyes flickered with traces of unwillingness, and he stubbornly inquired once more towards the figure draped in a star and moon robe, holding the Caduceus.


    "Priest, is there really no other way?"


    "Your Majesty, alchemy cannot create something out of nothing. To obtain what one desires, a corresponding price must be paid. And the only thing that can save a life��is another life..."


    The low voice came from the black robe, as the mysterious Priest shook his head slightly, his face a picture of helplessness.


    King Iasus bit his lip, his expression fluctuating.


    "But isn''t this too risky?"


    "The campaign against the Magic Beasts will inevitably involve death, this is the path they have chosen themselves, and you need not be responsible for it. Furthermore, what we are doing is simply making this sacrifice a bit more worthwhile."


    "They ultimately came to quell the disasters of Arcadia..."


    "You are the pillar that keeps Arcadia standing firm. Since they wish to restore peace to this land, sacrificing themselves for you is also something they ought to do."


    Eventually, persuaded by the Priest, King Iasus fell silent for a moment then, clutching his chest which had begun to ache again, a harsh determination flashed in his eyes as he declared.


    "Fine, we''ll do as you say!"


    Hearing King Iasus''s contemplation, the Priest raised a hand to his chest and nodded respectfully.


    "Rest assured, Your Majesty, I shall not fail your trust."


    On the third day, the Royal Palace and the Temple of the Moon Goddess issued a decree for assembly, ready to officially combat the Beast Disaster ravaging the Arcadian mountains.


    Heroes from various city-states arrived one after another, gathering in front of the palace square.


    Luo En and his companions had also packed early, ready to leave.


    However, just before departure, the Twin brothers refused their sister Helen''s request to accompany them, adamantly refusing to bring her along for the campaign.


    Their near-death experience on the mountain path had left the Twins with lingering trepidation.


    Not only had their sister nearly died in the jaws of a three-headed dragon serpent, but they themselves had nearly perished in the creature''s toxic mist.


    In the Arcadian mountains rife with Magic Beasts, who knew how many more dangers awaited them. The brothers were not confident of their own safe return; taking along their pampered sister Helen would exponentially increase the risk.


    Both for the public good and in private interest, the Twin brothers did not wish to have Helen join them in braving the mountains.


    Therefore, the safest course of action was for Helen to stay within the high walls of the Arcadia Royal City, awaiting news of their triumphant return.


    Helen was naturally very unwilling to accept her brothers'' decision, but facing the resolved stance of her two brothers, she could only submit sullenly and stay obediently within the courtyard protected by a barrier.


    As a precaution, Luo En added a few additional Defensive Charms.


    With everything arranged, the group then hurried to the palace square.


    Upon arriving at their destination, they found that several dozen Divine Blood Heroes had already gathered there.


    However, most of these were of the second or third generation demigods, limited in talent and ability. While many had stepped into the realm of demigods, most were not well-known.


    Luo En glanced around but failed to find more than a few renowned Divine Blood Heroes, temporarily quelling his intention to recruit for the Eighty-Eight Constellations.


    Similarly, the surrounding Divine Blood Heroes were also discreetly assessing these newcomers to their hunting group, hearing snippets of their stories and the titles of the two Spartan Princes, their eyes suddenly showed a touch more warmth.


    Of course, a certain ineffectual white card was not among them but instead drew scornful looks because of his excessively handsome appearance and the two beautiful young women accompanying him.


    Without asking, it was obvious he was a pretty boy who was all show and no substance.


    Luo En was indifferent to this, but the Twins who had benefitted from his generosity could not stand it and loudly reported his undercover role as a teacher at the Academy of Athens to the auditing Priests of the Temple of the Moon Goddess.


    Upon hearing this prestigious identity, the surrounding Divine Blood Heroes could not help but restrain some of their scorn, offering their respects.


    The Academy of Athens was the most well-known educational institution in all of Greece, committed to dispelling ignorance and enlightening wisdom.


    Founded by Sage Chiron and a host of other deities, it had during this period broadly incorporated talent from all over Greece, disseminating knowledge to humanity and catalyzing considerable social change. Strictly speaking, they had all benefited from it.


    After completing their studies, Medicine God Asclepius and many demigods from various nations joined the War God Mountain. Traveling abroad, they were involved in healing the sick, mitigating disasters, or innovating technology, continuously bringing benefits to the people.


    Nowadays, with the dual influence of the Academy of Athens and War God Mountain, along with the widespread cultural dissemination, Athens had already become the cultural center of Greece, earning the reputation of "Greeks'' Athens."


    Seeing the attitude shift in those around him, Luo En inwardly nodded.


    In an age where power was revered, to carve out respect for culture and education from the community of demigods was no small feat; it was sufficient to prove the effectiveness of the "cultural victory" strategy he and Athena had formulated.


    As long as the plan continued to be patiently advanced, with the gradual withdrawal of the gods and the end of the heroes'' era, Athens would become for the whole of Greece, the "Greeks'' Athens."

 Chapter 472 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice_2

    "Gentlemen, the time has come, let''s set out!"


    In the crowd, a handsome young man clad in bronze armor was being escorted up to the high platform to deliver the call to action.


    The heroes, eager to establish their feats, responded en masse, gathering around the young man like stars around the moon, lining up and starting to ready themselves to depart.


    Seeing Luo En and his companions a bit confused, Castor, the elder of the twins, pointed to the youth who had subtly become the leader of the group and took the initiative to introduce him.


    "He is the Commander of this operation, personally appointed by King Iasus. It is said that he is a descendant of Hermes, having awakened the ''Divine Speed'' from his bloodline, and his name is... what was it..."


    "Hippomenes."


    Polux, his younger brother, spoke up in a deep voice, timely providing the rest of the information.


    On hearing this, Luo En''s eyelids twitched, and he frowned slightly.


    Was it him? The mysterious hero from the legend who, in pursuit of Atalanta, offered a sacrifice to Love God Aphrodite and ultimately used three Golden Apples to cheat and win a footrace against Atalanta?


    The reason he was dubbed "mysterious" was that the various versions of the story provided little description of him. It was known that he won the race by cheating and managed to win the beautiful lady''s heart, but his identity and background seemed to be shrouded in mystery.


    As if he heard the conversation among the group, the youth known as "Hippomenes" turned his head and smiled, exuding goodwill.


    Upon seeing the two beautiful women in the group, Hippomenes''s eyes couldn''t help but light up with amazement and passion.


    Perhaps due to the keen instinct of a feline animal, Atalanta subconsciously avoided his gaze, moving behind her mentor and frowning as she murmured quietly.


    "The way he looks at me... it''s strange. I don''t like it."


    "Me neither..."


    Medea, who was holding a bronze wand, likewise muttered softly.


    Luo En nodded and suggested to the twin brothers beside him.


    "There isn''t a compulsory rule for everyone to act together during this expedition, right? How about we team up?"


    "Sure!"


    The twins nodded in agreement, gladly accepting the invitation to team up from the trio.


    Out in the world, they naturally preferred to entrust their backs to these companions who had faced life-and-death crises together, rather than mix with a group of strangers.


    And with the twin brothers taking the lead, Luo En and his two companions didn''t have to worry about the official stance of Arcadia.


    After all, as the esteemed Princes of Sparta and specifically requested reinforcements humbly summoned by the King of Arcadia, they certainly didn''t need to give face to Hippomenes, the temporary Commander.


    As expected, when he saw the few people distancing themselves from the group and mingling with the priests of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, Hippomenes merely frowned, but ultimately he didn''t voice any objections, tacitly allowing their independent action.


    Soon, the fully assembled expedition team set out to deal with the Beast Disaster, marching impressively out of the city towards the mountains of Arcadia, stretching out to several hundred people in the distance.


    In reality, those participating in this expedition included not only dozens of demigods from various city-states, but also priests of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, alchemists of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, healers from the Cult of Erebus, and saints of the Dionysian Sect...


    To accomplish their mission in one fell swoop and completely eliminate the Beast Disaster, the elite forces within Arcadia had indeed mobilized en masse.


    Of course, in order to solicit the efforts of spellcasters from different sects, the King of Arcadia had to make substantial sacrifices.


    Relaxing restrictions and permitting the three sects to preach within Arcadia''s borders was a basic condition.


    The chaotic preaching scenes that Luo En initially witnessed on the streets resulted from this.


    In addition, the King of Arcadia almost emptied his storehouse, offering a great deal of precious herbs, demon crystals, and rare metals as remuneration for the personnel of the three major sects to use.


    With these incentives as a cornerstone, the three competing sects were willing to collaborate and jointly deal with Arcadia''s beast disaster.


    Indeed, the principle that a king does not skimp on his soldiers holds true in any era.


    Luo En''s teasing gaze swept over the followers of the three sects, and unintentionally among the Dionysian Sect, he spotted a somewhat familiar figure.


    ���� It was a hearty middle-aged man with an exceptionally bulky right arm, emitting a faint mist of vapor around him.


    His name was "Polymnus," once the son of a fisherman on Crete Island, and one of the first believers to join and worship the God of Wine, Dionysus.


    That arm on his body had once belonged to Orion, the Son of God of the Sea.


    Even though the divine blood within had already merged with Polymnus, granting him a demigod-like prolonged life, time inevitably carved deep marks into his face, shaping the once-young man into the visage of middle age.


    However, the passage of time also brought another gift.


    Through the tempering of time and accumulation, Polymnus had stepped into the realm of demigod-status and, because of his steadfast faith and accomplishments in preaching, had become a renowned saint within the Dionysian Sect. Currently, he was responsible for the preaching activities in the Arcadia region.


    Seeing an old friend appear before him now with this present guise, as an immortal deity, Luo En couldn''t help but feel poignant.


    Sensing the gaze upon him, Polymnus turned his head and grinned broadly, tossing a wine flask over.


    "Little brother, feeling thirsty? Here, try some of the new wine I''ve brewed!"


    "Thanks."


    Luo En expressed his thanks, gladly accepting the kind gesture, pulled the wooden stopper, and took a sip of the authentic Crete Island-flavored fine wine. He looked up towards the mist-enshrouded vast mountains, eyes slightly narrowed.


    The Arcadian mountains, we have arrived.


    Soon, the group reached the watchtower that marked the boundary between safe and dangerous areas, ready to complete the procedures for entering the mountains.


    However, a thick scent of blood emanated from the camp, and the once magically reinforced watchtower and fences lay in ruins, claw and bite marks of magic beasts scattered all about. The garrison of hundreds supposed to be there had utterly vanished.


    Judging by the dryness of the blood and the traces left around, the attack must have happened last night, and their chances of survival were likely slim.


    Luo En bent down and picked up a bronze epaulette with the emblem of a silver moon from the blood-soaked earth, involuntarily recalling the middle-aged officer who waved them off, brushed the dust and dirt off it, and placed it in his pocket.


    Atalanta, following the crushed and trampled vegetation around them, looked towards a small path in the forest to the left-front and spoke gravely.


    "Judging by the predation habits of magic beasts, they couldn''t have carried so many bodies too far; their lair must be nearby!"


    "Let''s pursue them, kill those beasts, and avenge the innocent victims!"


    Hippomenes roared with his arms lifted, and it seemed as though the heroes were also roused by the grim scene, shouting with inflamed passion. They picked up their weapons, donned their armor, and followed this leader into the mountains to subdue the rampaging monstrosities.

 Chapter 473 21: The Immortal Luo En, Boundless Magical Power!

    In the Arcadia Mountains.


    The indignant, punitive expedition team followed the guidance of several veteran hunters, tracking the traces left by the magic beasts.


    Perhaps due to the alterations brought by the Beast Disaster, the thorns and poisonous plants along the way were extraordinarily lush. Barely a few steps taken would lead to stepping on pale animal and human skeletons underneath dry branches and fallen leaves, with dried blood watering this land.


    Seeing the scattered and broken remains of the victims around them, some were silent, some fearful, some filled with righteous indignation.


    Ever since the Beast Disaster spread, all of Arcadia was plunged into turmoil, with many villagers who hadn''t managed to retreat into the cities facing the tragedy of their entire village being slaughtered.


    And now, the blood debt committed by the magic beasts had been compounded.


    The stout fir trees along the way shot straight into the clouds; the chaotic and slanting branches and leaves obscured most of the celestial light, leaving only dense darkness and the smell of blood.


    Luo En, amidst the team, walked while frowning in thought, his eyes habitually scanning the surroundings, attentive to the nearby situation.


    Suddenly, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a huge shadow passing through the thick mist, seemingly charging straight toward them. His pupils contracted slightly and in the blink of an eye, he pulled Medea in front of him behind his own body.


    "Roar!"


    An irate roar exploded in the forest, and a pair of cyan-black scaled claws swooped forward with a sharp whoosh.


    A Wyvern?


    Luo En''s eys narrowed slightly, the divine power within his body surged, and he grabbed the bronze spear he carried with him, hurling it forward.


    The spear flew through the air like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the hard scales protecting the heart under the neck of the Wyvern from a tricky angle.


    Amidst a harsh blast of Aether, a huge, gaping wound burst open. The dragon-beast''s frightened screams and struggles stopped abruptly as innards and blood poured out from the gap, falling stiffly into the woods with a dull roar.


    With the crisis averted, just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Atalanta''s cat ears twitched slightly and her face tensed.


    "There are more coming from behind! A lot!"


    Accompanying the warning, a massive wave of Wyverns burst out from the blood fog that roiled intensely in the thick mist.


    Atalanta''s green eyes narrowed, and she silently recited a prayer, shooting two arrows into the sky.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!


    In an instant, a large magical array with the gold and silver celestial bodies at its core activated, the divine brilliance of the sun and moon swiftly condensed into thousands of light arrows that, within the range of the magical array, fell like a meteoric downpour.


    The dense mist along the way hissed like cold water splashed on red-hot iron, many of which turned into green smoke and dispersed.


    The hundreds of Wyverns that swooped in were penetrated by continuous volleys of starlight arrows, their scales were pierced, their wing membranes torn, and their limbs and skulls shattered amid successive screams as they crashed to their demise.


    Although the Wyverns in the sky were nearly wiped out, everyone''s vigilance did not wane in the slightest.


    For at this moment, the earth beneath their feet was shaking violently; trees in front were breaking and falling, heralding a rumble like a thousand thunders.


    From the forward scouting team came screams and roars, the ascent of magic bullets, and the sharp explosions of fired javelins in mid-air.


    Within the thick fog, a terrifying shadow over twenty meters tall and imposing as a small hill revealed a ferocious outline.


    It had three heads �� a lion, a goat, and a serpent, its hair hard as steel needles deflecting attacks from all directions.


    The three-headed King of Monsters, Chimera?


    Looking at the unique divine monster that was exactly like the one in his memory, yet whose aura was greatly different, Luo En''s gaze flickered.


    Indeed, the cause of this Beast Disaster was inextricably linked to Typhon''s divinity.


    The magic beasts and animals in the Arcadia Mountains were probably becoming ferocious and aggressive due to the corruption of the divinity of that progenitor of demons, and were gradually evolving into the likeness of Typhon''s offspring.


    And if his guess was correct, the source of infection was within the Arcadia Mountains, and not far from here.


    As Luo En pondered, the King of Monsters, Chimera, raised its head to let out a fierce roar, the vibrations on the ground becoming even more chaotic.


    One, two, three...


    Ten, a hundred, a thousand...


    Moments later, packs of magical wolves, large and small magical pigs emerged from the mud, from behind bushes, from within dungeons, breaking through the mist to form a frenzied tide that surged against the punitive force.


    Seeing the imposing counterattack, everyone''s gaze sharpened, tinged with caution and seriousness.


    "Shield bearers and spear fighters to the front! Mages, interfere with the terrain to slow the onslaught!"


    "Archers, fire two volleys! Spear throwers, disrupt their front formation!"


    "Priests and healing mages, be ready for rescue!"


    Commander Hippomenes, facing danger with composure, drew his sword and gave orders in an orderly fashion.


    Subjugators rallied of their own accord, with cursed bullets, arrows, and spears whistling forward.


    The swarming magic beasts were either pinned to the ground or blasted into pieces.


    "Pfft!"


    Luo En raised his hand to pull a bronze spear from the eye socket of a magical pig, his gaze shifting to the right, and then he pinched the spear under his arm and thrust forward, skewering a leaping magic wolf straight through.


    In just a few breaths, dozens of magic beast corpses had accumulated around him.


    Yet despite this, more and more magic beasts kept rushing out of the deep mountains continuously.


    Facing wave after wave of magic beast assaults, the heroes stood like islets in the sea, repeatedly dividing the waves, standing firm.


    Seeing that their prolonged attacks were unsuccessful, the Chimera in charge of the maneuvers finally lost its patience, lowered its head, and charged towards the Subjugators'' lines.


    The vanguards of a few squads, having withstood several rounds of magic beast assaults, became overconfident and, unable to contain their excitement, converged from the side and rushed forward, attempting to intercept.


    "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    However, their proud divine power and sturdy shields proved as frail as paper against the Chimera.


    Several overconfident Subjugators immediately screamed as they were blown backward, collapsing to the ground, coughing up blood with their breastbones caved in,


    Two unfortunate souls happened to fall in the path of the magic beasts'' charge and were torn to pieces and trampled into meat paste before they could stand up.


    Witnessing this scene, the recently triumphant Subjugators felt a chill in their hearts and became extremely cautious, not daring to confront the Chimera head-on anymore.


    "Roar!"


    The battle-hardened Chimera, now more ferocious, cast a sinister glance with its blood-red eyes at everyone and buried its head to bite into the half body of a severely wounded Divine Blood Hero.


    Crack!


    The crisp, piercing sound of breaking bones echoed as it chewed on flesh and bones, gulping it down whole, with thick red liquid dripping from the corners of its mouth.


    Witnessing the bloody feeding scene, several of the younger Divine Blood Heroes turned pale, their hands trembling as they held their weapons.


    Seeing that the monster, after feasting on blood, was charging at them, the archers immediately infused their divine power and fired arrows to block; several spear throwers also sprinted forward, launching their spears.


    However, whether it was arrows, spears, or even the mages'' magic bullets, they all bounced off the Chimera''s tough hide, leaving little real damage and further provoking its ferocity.


    "Clear the way!"


    Accompanied by a deep roar, a towering figure burst from the ranks, charging straight at the Chimera.


    Dozens of large and small magic beasts pounced, trying to tear the brazen biped to shreds.


    Yet, amid dazzling azure glows, these beasts, troublesome in the eyes of others, instantly turned into splattered blood and mud.


    Organs, broken bones, brain matter, and muscle were flung in all directions, turning into crimson raindrops that stained the surroundings with a macabre hue.


    And beneath the cover of blood mist and dense fog, the king of three-headed monsters, Chimera, had already accelerated its charge to the front lines.


    "Boom!"


    In the midst of a dull explosion, twisted light patterns spread out, and dozens of nearby trees disintegrated into flying wood chips; layers of earth lifted up.


    Two figures, one large and one small, were sent flying in opposite directions.


    Half of the Chimera''s body exploded into bits of flesh, while the figure staggering up from the heap of corpses let out a hearty laugh, grabbed the wine flask from his waist, and took several gratifying swigs.


    The wine trickling down from the corners of his mouth onto his bulging muscles reflected the sunset''s afterglow, casting a sense of power and intoxicating divinity.


    Seeing that the saint had successfully slain the leader of the magic beasts, the followers of the Dionysian Sect couldn''t help but praise in unison.


    "Holy, holy, holy! Lord Dionysus, who was, who is, and who is to come! Your glory fills the whole earth!"


    At the back of the squad, a certain person involved seemed to hear calls of "XX the immortal, of infinite power", causing him to blush and cough violently.


    Flattery wasn''t necessarily a bad thing, but it should at least be kept appropriate to the situation.

 Chapter 474 22 Everyone Goes First, Ill Cover the Rear (4.5k)

    "Pupupupu!"


    More than a hundred splitting light arrows fell like a meteor shower from the sky, striking dozens of magical creatures roaming through the forest. Caught off-guard, they burst into blooms of blood and collapsed to the ground, uttering muffled groans as they spasmed in their death throes.


    Crouched between the tree branches, Atalanta put down her celestial bow and waved her hand forward.


    The rustling sound rose from the dense woods behind, as a fully armed squad emerged from the mist, setting up shields and long spears to methodically finish off the not-yet-dead magical creatures.


    "Clean up the battlefield, keep moving forward!"


    The command of Commander Hippomenes came through the magic resonance technique maintained by the priests.


    The subjugators immediately pulled out daggers, swiftly dismembering the magical creatures and taking away the valuable parts, granting them additional gains from this hunt.


    The fur of the magical creatures, once cured and stored, could be used as material for making leather armor;


    The flesh of the magical creatures, rich in nutrients, could be cooked into food that strengthens the body and health;


    The organs and bones of the magical creatures, infused with special spirit, were important ingredients for crafting some magic items and potions;


    And the demon cores, these were the most precious; indispensable across many sectors from civil to mystical, and served as proof of merit for this subjugation mission. To receive handsome rewards, one had to bring a certain number and quality of demon cores to the royal palace or a temple...


    The divine blood heroes participating in this "Beast Disaster" subjugation were mostly not prominent in strength or reputation and lacked significant backgrounds. Their rush to aid Arcadia was driven not only by a sense of justice to rid the populace of nuisances but more importantly, to secure resources for themselves through the hunt.


    Fortunately, the current commander, Hippomenes, was quite understanding and afforded them time to harvest the spoils.


    However, Atalanta frowned slightly upon seeing the formation on the ground become somewhat disorderly in their scramble for spoils.


    Cleaning the battlefield wasn''t wrong, but with dangers lurking at every corner, choosing not to focus forces to resolve troubles and instead dragging down the entire operation for a bit of profit was not a wise decision.


    Especially since night was about to fall.


    At night, the advantages of the magical creatures would become markedly pronounced; even squads made up of divine blood heroes might suffer due to unfamiliarity with Arcadia''s mountainous terrain.


    The loss would outweigh the gain by then.


    Just as the locally-born huntress was about to speak up,


    the ground transmitted a series of muffled tremors, and ferocious roars echoed from all around,


    "The magical creatures are coming again!"


    Atalanta shouted a warning, then relying on her cat-like acute senses, she peered into the deep part of the forest where leaves rustled down in droves, drawing her bow and sending a shower of light arrows forward to slow the charging beast tide and buy time for her comrades below to regroup.


    "Pupupupu!"


    Dozens of magical creatures, turned into porcupines by the light arrows, fell dead on the spot, but more of them spread out like a carpet, densely sweeping forward. A small barrage of arrows only provided minimal relief.


    "Form up, face the enemy!"


    Luckily, everyone arriving this time were skilled and possessed divine blood, with relatively rich combat experience �� aware of what was more critical.


    Accompanied by the clanging of shields, the squad of subjugators immediately geared up and gathered closely with familiar comrades, operating in unison like a well-oiled machine.


    "When the stars align, the Circle of Reason is revealed, the Origin is minuscule, expanding into infinity. Its power, one-third of the lapis lazuli, bring forth the light of the sky to the Land of Emptiness!"


    In the solemn chanting of divine words, followers of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector crushed the lapis lazuli in their hands, activating a grand ritual curse that combined astrology and alchemy.


    With the scattering of lapis lazuli dust, various sized and inverted light circles were constructed in the air above, resembling a barrage of heavy cannons, automatically focusing on the approaching beast tide.


    "Hum!"


    With the final syllable of the chant ceasing, the corresponding stars projected a dazzling light.


    "Boom!"


    Amidst earth-shaking tremors, soil flew and the rumbling spread for miles as a huge explosion cloud rose up.


    The dense forest hit by the Starglare Cannon was left pockmarked and barren, and hundreds of magical creatures in the explosion''s center were obliterated.


    Seeing their companions unleash their power, the followers of the Cult of Erebus were not to be outdone and began to chant blessings together.


    "O merciful dark Mother Goddess, may their souls find eternal peace in your embrace!"


    As the shapes of the magical creatures started to appear in the forest ahead, the ground simultaneously transmitted a strange vibration.


    In an instant, rocks tore apart, forming crisscrossing ravines; or the earth bulged, transforming into sharp ground spikes.


    The dense formation of the magical creatures was immediately disrupted, continuously emitting cries of falling into ravines and being impaled by ground spikes.


    Following that, numerous spear-like spikes of red and black burst from the earth.


    The creatures that hastily halted their advance were also pierced through, unable to escape the sudden calamity.


    Simultaneously, a green-black glow rose from beneath everyone''s feet, entering the bodies of the subjugators in speckles.


    A rhythm from the earth and the stirring of life''s potential left everyone in awe.


    The Cult of Erebus viewed Agriculture God Demeter and Queen of the Underworld Persephone as the two aspects of the Mother Goddess''s light and dark, jointly overseeing the authority over life and destruction, which is why the healers of the Cult of Erebus not only played the role of supports within the team.


    After enjoying the consecutive showcases of skill from the three sects, Luo En pointed to the setting sun near the horizon and solemnly reminded the twin brothers beside him.

 Chapter 475 22 Everyone Goes First, Ill Cover the Rear (4.5k)_2

    "It''s getting dark, we need to find the source of the Beast Disaster quickly, tell them not to waste time and energy on these guys."


    The Twins nodded and immediately approached Hippomenes, who was in charge of command and coordination, with their suggestion.


    Hippomenes''s gaze flickered, somewhat troubled.


    "We''ve just been through several tough battles, everyone is exhausted, forcing them to march now would be asking too much of them."


    "We don''t know how many Magic Beasts are still out there in the mountains, if we drag this out until nightfall, the situation will likely become even more unfavorable for us."


    Castor, the older of the Twins, retorted, frowning at Hippomenes.


    Hippomenes pondered for a moment and came up with a compromise.


    "How about this, both of you Princes are brave and exceptional, could you scout ahead for the main force? This way we might avoid meaningless battles and quickly quell the Beast Disaster in Arcadia."


    The Twins, who had come for this very purpose, agreed without hesitation upon hearing this.


    "We''ll go too!"


    As the brothers prepared to depart, Luo En stepped forward with Atalanta and Medea, volunteering themselves.


    The Twins hesitated slightly upon hearing this.


    "The more, the merrier," Luo En said with a smile, then teasingly winked, "What, you two brothers aren''t going to mind us getting in the way, are you?"


    With that being said, the Twins couldn''t help but agree with a mix of laughter and resignation.


    Suddenly, the five of them instinctively formed a formation, with Atalanta leading as the Scout, the Twins spreading out to the left and right to guard the flanks, Luo En in the middle to protect the Spellcaster Medea, and to provide support for the whole team.


    With their overwhelming breakthrough capability, the squad easily cut through the charge of hundreds of Magic Beasts, pushing upstream.


    Their exquisite combat skills and well-coordinated actions drew gasps of admiration and cheers from the heroes.


    "Follow them!"


    Hippomenes ordered sternly, his gaze fixed on the advancing figures of the five people, which grew darker and deeper.


    As they moved away from the troops, Luo En reminded those around him in a deep voice.


    "Our goal isn''t to exterminate all the Magic Beasts of Arcadia, but to find and solve the source of the Beast Disaster, so don''t get entangled in battle, move quickly!"


    The four nodded, forgoing the extermination of the Magic Beasts, opting instead for a strategy of avoidance, and speeding through the dense forest to blaze the safest path for the troops behind them.


    With the assistance of this elite squad, the Subjugators'' marching speed indeed improved significantly, encountering almost no obstacles along the way.


    Even when they occasionally met small groups of attacking Magic Beasts, they were either blown to pieces by the mages or cleanly slain by the Divine Blood Heroes.


    But as they drew ever closer to the heart of the Arcadian mountains, the scouting party of five noticed the surrounding environment becoming increasingly strange.


    The grass was largely dead, revealing red-black rotting soil, and animal skeletons were scattered everywhere.


    The previously lush trees not only had wilted leaves, leaving only naked trunks and branches behind, but the shape of the branches became even more bizarre and menacing, like coiled giant snakes.


    What was even more unusual, the bark of these withered trees had red-black vein-like patterns glowing from within.


    And the closer they moved forward, the more hideous the shape of the withered trees and branches became, and the clearer the patterns.


    Seeing the road ahead almost completely clogged with such things, Luo En narrowed his eyes and frowned.


    This thing, it looked somewhat familiar...


    Then, he halted in front of the withered forest and shouted loudly.


    "Wait a minute!"


    At his voice, everyone stopped in their tracks, looking puzzled at Luo En in the center.


    Luo En wasted no words, using the momentum of his charge to pull out a Spear and, with a swing of his arm, hurled it forward.


    "Thud!"


    In the midst of a nauseating dull piercing sound, wood chips flew.


    Even more horrifying was the red-black liquid that flowed out from the wound, like fresh blood.


    "Rustle~~"


    The withered branches and vines hanging from the trees began to twist violently, like a mass of slithering snakes and pythons, winding their way towards the five.


    These trees, they were alive!


    The faces of everyone changed instantly as they backed away and got into a combat stance, cutting down the oncoming withered branches and vines.


    Yet even so, the severed halves of branches on the ground still stubbornly lunged at them like snakes.


    Seeing this, Medea quickly waved her staff, chanting divine words swiftly.


    As her small hands planted the staff into the ground, a fiery red Magic Circle Diagram was instantly formed around them, and the whirring Aether converged into fiery pillars that ignited the crawling branches and the entire bizarre withered forest.


    Engulfed by the fierce flames, the strange trees writhed and twisted, issuing faint screams akin to dragons, snakes, oxen, humans, and more.


    But under the widespread fire magic attack, they ultimately had nowhere to run and were burned to ashes.


    "Nicely done!"


    Luo En patted Medea''s shoulder, appreciating his younger sister''s adaptability and magic control.


    Blushing at the praise from her brother, the little enchantress seemed pleasantly surprised.


    "It''s all thanks to you and auntie''s teachings."


    Luo En, feeling an odd sense of de?ja? vu, quickly coughed to correct her.


    "Next time, don''t be so modest, it''s your hard work that paid off."


    Medea shyly nodded, and then looked at Luo En curiously, voicing the doubt in her heart.

 Chapter 476 22 Everyone Goes First, Ill Cover the Rear (4.5k)_3

    "Senior brother, how did you know there was something wrong with these trees?"


    "Don''t you think there are too many bones littering this forest? Even if Magic Beasts were to have a feast, it shouldn''t be this concentrated, right?"


    Luo En replied in a deep voice, his gaze then sweeping over piles of ashes that had burned down to nothing, his eyes flickering darkly.


    "Besides, these things here, I think I''ve seen them before..."


    The black vines in Arima Cave, growing around the head of Typhon!


    "Roar!"


    As if responding to his conjecture, a growl that sounded like muffled thunder came from afar.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    Explosive impacts resounded one after another, with violent tremors affecting the surroundings.


    And beneath this incessant booming, rocks from far-off Mount Arcadia started to fall, the mountain itself beginning to sway.


    Meanwhile, thousands of various Magic Beasts dwelling nearby, agitated and uneasy, lay prostrate on the ground, trembling as they gazed in a certain direction.


    "Seven kilometers to the front left!"


    Atalanta leaped down from the branches above and reported the basic direction.


    "It seems that''s the origin, we''ll go ahead, make them catch up quickly!"


    Luo En spoke in a heavy tone, instructing Atalanta to leave a message behind, then without waiting for the main force to catch up, he quickly led his own small team toward their destination.


    Following the tremors of the ground to trace the source, the five of them quickly reached the inner part of the Arcadia mountain range.


    From a distance, a huge crevasse appeared in the side of the mountain, with a red-black light flickering eerily.


    "It should be here!"


    The Twins brothers showed excitement on their faces, immediately wanting to rush forward to eradicate the calamity of Arcadia.


    However, an arm stretched out horizontally in front of the two, as Luo En glanced at the crevasse not far away, then looked at the brothers with a smile that wasn''t quite a smile.


    "See, too hasty."


    ~~


    Two quarters later, hundreds of Subjugators arrived in front of the mountain belly.


    Hippomenes surveyed the surroundings and asked in a grave tone.


    "Where are the people?"


    "There are footprints over there, seems like they lead to that crevasse," replied a hero who was scouting ahead.


    "Well, don''t just stand there, follow them! What if something happened to them?"


    Hippomenes rebuked coldly, his face somewhat unsightly as if he truly worried about the safety of his companions.


    The crowd immediately advanced in formation, heading towards the ominous crevasse.


    At the same time, on a mountain top hundreds of meters away, the Twins watched the Subjugators'' team approaching the crevasse, their faces showing hesitation.


    "Should we really let them take the lead?"


    "How can we hog all the benefits? The brothers in the rear troops have been conserving their strength for so long, it''s their turn to go ahead this time," Luo En answered righteously, then took a sip from the flask of fine wine not yet finished, lay on a slab of rock, and squinted towards the team stepping into the heart of the Beast Disaster.


    ~~


    In front of the mountain crevasse, the heroes stood in shock.


    Looking ahead, it was like gazing into the Abyss.


    The crevasse that spanned the side of the mountain was awash with crimson.


    Complex passageways interconnected like distorted blood vessels that seemed to have sprouted from deep within the earth.


    Below the dense red-black light patterns, on either side of the valley, were rugged stone walls with countless red-black strange veins densely inserted into the soil layer, the mountain belly, the Abyss, extending to unknown places.


    These things were like the roots of a banyan tree, a forest of one.


    Following the veins to their source, concentrating perception to the extreme, one could discern through the red-black blood light the vaguely visible purple-red heart wrapped in countless blood vessels, nodules, and stones, existing between the ethereal and the material.


    With the ebb and flow of the light patterns, that heart expanded and contracted, a vast Magic Power tide spreading in all directions through the dense network of vessels.


    The thick bloodstains and special fluids around them dried up, forming purple-red mottling, resembling nodule-like purple-red ovular embryos scattered on both sides. Monstrous creatures slumbered within.


    What is this thing?


    Everyone was astounded.

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    "Help!"


    Seeing the Subjugators fall into danger, the Twins instinctively stood up.


    "Wait a minute! After all, they are demigods, they can hold on for a while."


    Luo En once again held back the Twins who wanted to rush out to rescue their teammates, his gaze coldly scrutinizing the battlefield, his eyes flickering darkly.


    "Plus, don''t you think something is strange?"


    The Twins looked at each other and then turned their blank gazes toward Luo En.


    "Strange?"


    "What do you mean?"


    Luo En raised his hand to his forehead, reminding gruffly.


    "We were supposed to hunt the Beast Disaster in the mountains today, but just last night the Watchtower was overrun, not only were the guards completely annihilated, but traces of Magic Beasts were left all along their path. We merely followed this road and arrived directly at the source of the Beast Disaster, doesn''t that seem a bit too coincidental?"


    Upon hearing this, the brothers drew on their hunting experience and instinctively raised doubts.


    "It''s normal for Magic Beasts to bring their captured prey back to their lair, right?"


    "They are mostly just beasts, not knowing how to conceal their tracks is also quite logical."


    "That''s true," Luo En nodded and asked darkly, "But if their actions are instinctive, then why did we only encounter one serious attack on the way here? This place is the source of the Beast Disaster; why did those territorial Magic Beasts let us in so easily?"


    The Twins furrowed their brows and fell into thought.


    Indeed, the resistance they encountered on the way seemed oddly minimal.


    Most of the Magic Beasts they had encountered up to this point were of lower ranks, with the Chimera barely posing a threat.


    But they knew, they had encountered high-ranking Magic Beasts with Typhon''s Divinity just a few days ago near here; the [Divine Pattern Magical Pigs] and [Three-headed Dragon Snakes], along with a large number of Magic Wolves and Magical Pigs that had flooded onto the mountain path.


    Even as the sons of Zeus, the Twins had almost perished on the spot due to a moment''s oversight.


    Logically, the deeper they advanced into the mountains, the stronger the Magic Beasts they should encounter.


    But in fact, ever since the Chimera led a large wave of Magic Beasts in an attack and failed, the resistance they faced afterwards was almost trivial.


    It seemed that those high-ranking Magic Beasts were intentionally avoiding them.


    Could it be...


    "These Magic Beasts are deliberately luring us!"


    "This is a trap?"


    The Twins looked at each other with shocked expressions and then at Luo En in front of them.


    "At the start, it was just my suspicion, but now..." Luo En turned his head behind him.


    "There is a Beast Tide quickly closing in from the north and east, roughly estimate at over a thousand!" Atalanta jumped down from a tree branch, her face grim.


    "From the south and west too! Even more!" Medea pulled her bronze staff from the ground, turning to reply, her forehead slightly sweating.


    The Twins heard this and felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.


    They had been fooled!


    But more doubts followed.


    "How could the Magic Beasts know our route and after luring us here, execute such a precise pincer movement? Aren''t they mostly non-sentient?"


    "Magic Beasts might not have that kind of intelligence, but what about a human?"


    Hearing Luo En''s meaningful question, the Twins exchanged looks, a chill running down their spines.


    "Is there a traitor?"


    Luo En nodded somberly, his gaze lingering on the now-encircled Subjugator team, adding gravely.


    "The traitor is not only among us, but is likely also in a high position."


    "Then why didn''t you say so earlier?"


    The Twins instinctively asked, full of confusion.


    Luo En gave them a look and replied sarcastically, "Without solid evidence, no matter how much I argued, you would still have doubts, do you think they would have believed it?"


    "..."


    The Twins, upon hearing this, could not help but awkwardly scratch their heads and, lost for words, reluctantly changed the subject.


    "Who is this person?"


    "Whoever acts most abnormally, who is most eager to lead us into this death trap, that person is the most suspicious."


    Luo En answered solemnly, his eyes filled with profound meaning.


    The Twins plunged into their memories, piecing together the information, and a suspicious figure gradually became clear in their minds.


    But their expressions grew increasingly peculiar as they slowly lifted their heads to look at someone in the Subjugator team, muttering softly.


    "Hippomenes?"


    "Could it be..."


    The conclusion left them somewhat in disbelief.


    But thinking about it carefully, this new Commander indeed seemed enveloped in mysteries and incongruities.


    On one hand, this person was virtually unknown, yet he suddenly became the leader of the Subjugator team just before departure;


    On the other hand, during the journey, he seemed to subtly incite the emotions of the team, allowing mistakes and enticing the team to proceed deeper into the encirclement.


    Previously, the two brothers had only made sensible suggestions and were assigned to the front, responsible for the most dangerous scouting. If not for Luo En and his two companions joining the team willingly, the two brothers might not have died, but they would have been severely injured.


    Considering this, the Commander''s attitude was indeed suspicious.


    Moreover, the five of them who had scouted earlier had disappeared, and the rift ahead was filled with unmistakable ominous air.


    Under such circumstances, even a rookie leading the troops should be more cautious, sending more Scouts to explore and confirm the situation before advancing.


    Instead, he thoughtlessly led everyone into that hazardous area.


    The reason he urged the Subjugators to march, was that he was concerned about the safety of those five...


    If the Commander truly cared about them, why would he place them in the most dangerous scouting line?"

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    But what good would that do him?


    The puzzled twins, watching Hippomenes on the field leading the Subjugators to desperately resist the impact of the Beast Tide, began to doubt their own conjectures.


    Could this be a misunderstanding?


    Seeing the brothers wavering, Luo En smiled and spoke.


    "Whether the answer is right or wrong, why don''t we just try and see?"


    Try?


    While they were still puzzled, they saw Atalanta leap onto the high platform and slowly draw her bow to its full extent.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the front of the rift.


    The Subjugators, caught off guard by the sudden Beast Tide, were struggling in the battle.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    Rows of javelins were thrown, arrows shot, and Cursed Bullets fell, creating a cacophony of booming sounds as dozens of Magic Wolves and Magical Pigs were hit by the attacks and blasted to pieces.


    However, against the thousand-strong horde of creatures, the Subjugators'' casualties seemed insignificant.


    What''s more fatal was that their proud assaults could only deal with mid to low-level Magic Beasts and had little effect on the Typhon''s Offspring sub-species.


    As dusk approached, a biting cold wind swept across the wilderness, painfully chilling faces, while dried blood lay splattered like capriciously thrown paint, creating a striking impact.


    Around the Subjugators'' camp lay incomplete corpses.


    They piled up on one another, both humans and Magic Beasts alike.


    But the dead Magic Beasts were mostly mid to low-level species, and more than a dozen Typhon''s Offspring sub-species stood aloof on higher ground, barricading all sides, seemingly in no hurry to engage personally, continuing to urge their minions to launch repeated charges, doing their utmost to deplete the human forces'' Magic Power and energy.


    "Roar!"


    With no time to mourn fallen comrades, the Magic Beasts, whose formation had been briefly dispersed, regrouped and charged at the low growl of a white Chimera.


    At the same time, two brown Chimeras around the white one also joined the formation, increasing the difficulty of the battle.


    And under the stress of this relentless attrition, the few hundred Subjugators were already exhausted.


    Spellcasters, whether from the Moon Goddess Temple, Hermes Trismegistus Sector, Dionysian Sect, or the Esoteric Teachings of Eleusis, were almost burnt out of Magic Power, barely able to muster any more Magic.


    At the same time, the javelins and bows and arrows were used up.


    Without rear support, the Divine Blood Warriors at the front could only clutch their spears and shields, huddling together with their comrades, mechanically and numbly thrusting forward.


    But since humans are far inferior to Magic Beasts in muscle and endurance,


    After a few rounds of clashes and skirmishes, the defense formation the Subjugators relied on began to distort.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    Two towering brown Chimeras took advantage of the situation, charging forward, raising their heads to break through the shields.


    "Crack!"


    Among the crisp sounds of snapping arm bones, two exhausted Divine Blood Warriors vomited blood as they were knocked flying backward, defenselessly plummeting into the throng of Magic Beasts, trampled into a bloody mush.


    The dozens of Magic Wolves at the flank saw the opportunity, salivated with excitement, and let out eager growls.


    They immediately ran to converge, continuously assaulting the gaps made by the Chimeras.


    Through the consumption of Magic Beast flesh and Magic Potion essence, humans gain enhanced bloodlines and higher self-evolution.


    Similarly, Magic Beasts themselves can also reach higher levels of Life by preying on these Divine Blood humans and absorbing their Divinity and Magic Power.


    Survival of the fittest; this was precisely what it meant.


    Further, according to oracles, the more humans the Magic Progenitor''s creations successfully preyed on, the more pleased it would be.


    If they could please the gods through these killings and sacrifices, and thereby gain a glance from that Magic Progenitor, they were sure to receive even greater rewards!


    "Get lost, you scum!"


    With a rough bellow, a burly figure like a giant bear crashed into the Magic Wolf pack. Deep blue Divine Power churned up light-like giant waves that surged and shook in all directions, instantly blowing away a hundred or so Magic Wolves in front of the gap.


    Under the might of this formidable power, clouds of blood mist burst from the Magic Wolves, and the constant sound of breaking bones could be heard from within their bodies. Dead or wounded, they fell in droves.


    The defensive line of the Subjugators, which was about to collapse, was stabilized once more.


    It was a holy man from the God of Wine Sect!


    The heroes turned their grateful gazes toward Polymnus, who had come to the rescue in an emergency.


    The burly and simple-looking middle-aged man nodded, reached for the Ambrosial Honey Wine at his waist��known to have some healing effects��threw it behind him, and pondered gravely.


    "Those who are too exhausted, retreat into the camp to recover quickly; those who can still fight, form up behind me! This [Beast Disaster] is far more powerful than the intelligence reported; we must break out immediately while it''s still light!"


    Hearing the retreat suggestion from the God of Wine Sect''s holy man, the already depleted heroes were quite tempted.


    "We can''t leave! Right ahead is the source of the Beast Disaster; as long as we break through and destroy this nest, we win!"


    Hippomenes immediately rejected the cowardly proposal with righteousness, and to show his determination, he drew his bronze dagger and, full of resolve, led the charge toward the sinister and ominous rift bathed in red-black light.


    Seeing their commander so brave, the Divine Blood Heroes could do nothing but grit their teeth and follow, attempting to fight their way upstream through the Beast Tide to completely destroy that eerie and ominous Magic Beast Nest.


    Is this fool trying to kill us all?!


    Seeing this situation, Polymnus couldn''t help but curse through clenched teeth.

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    But at this point, he had no choice but to be carried forward by the heroes toward the rift.


    As the team''s commander and the first target to emerge, Hippomenes naturally attracted the attention of a large number of Magic Beasts, making him the priority target for their attacks.


    One by one, the Divine Blood Heroes instinctively gathered around Commander Hippomenes, trying to protect the team''s leader, which further disorganized their formation.


    This time, more than a dozen Typhon''s Offspring subspecies, which had been waiting for an opportunity from a higher position, could no longer contain themselves and rushed towards the human camp, knocking over weakened heroes, dragging them out, and tearing them apart!


    "Roar!"


    The King of Chimeras, covered in white fur, was the first to roar as he leapt into the loose human formation. Its snake head spat venom, its goat head fired Cursed Bullets, and its lion head emitted fierce flames. The three heads wreaked havoc at once, causing extensive casualties among the Divine Blood Heroes.


    Commander Hippomenes, who was protected in the center, was thus exposed in front of that white Chimera.


    Seeing this, several Divine Blood Heroes hurriedly stepped forward, raising their shields to try to fend off the onslaught of the white Chimera.


    However, after consecutive battles, their bodies were nearly depleted of potential, and they had drunk all their Magic Potions.


    Now, even though they wished to fight desperately, they could hardly muster much strength from within their bodies.


    Thus, at the first encounter, they were knocked away by the white Chimera''s swinging claws.


    Seeing that Commander Hippomenes was about to perish under the beast''s maw, the only one strong enough to withstand a high-rank Magic Beast''s frontal assault, Polymnus, gritted his teeth and charged out of the formation, squeezing every last bit of Divine Power from his body, raising his muscular arms to face that rushing white behemoth.


    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, Polymnus''s feet plowed two long trenches in the ground up to where Hippomenes was standing, spitting out a trickle of golden-red blood from the corner of his mouth.


    At the same time, the charging white Chimera was forcefully pinned to the ground, its four limbs flailing wildly.


    Clearly, in this wrestling match, Saint Polymnus was the more skilled.


    He blocked it!


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate to have such a powerful teammate.


    "Whiz!"


    However, before everyone could catch their breath, a dark red meteor streaked across the sky, shooting towards Commander Hippomenes''s face at an incredible speed.


    The attack was sudden, and the surrounding heroes, wanting to stop it, were too distant, only able to watch helplessly as the tragedy unfolded.


    But at the critical moment, a hand as pure as jade lifted up, firmly catching that cold arrow coming from the side.


    Everyone looked at the owner of the hand, their faces showing disbelief.


    The commander is that strong? Then just now...


    As eyes turned towards him, Hippomenes''s face briefly stiffened, then his eyes flashed, and he immediately snapped the arrow in his hand, angrily speaking out.


    "There''s a traitor, they''re in..."


    "Swoosh!"


    Before he could finish, a sharp whooshing sound exploded again.


    Hippomenes instinctively adopted a defensive stance, prepared to face the onslaught.


    However, that dark red streak in the sky did not fall towards Hippomenes but instead plunged into the now-empty crevice in the mountain, piercing towards the pulsating heart enveloped in bloodlight.


    "Buzz!"


    Accompanied by a sharp, piercing tremor in the air, a fierce wind swept over the wasteland, plunging into the mountain crevice at an incredible speed, a hand firmly grasping the Bronze Spear wrapped in bloodlight.


    This scene, so familiar.


    The heroes, watching Hippomenes floating in front of the Beast Nest''s blood-red heart, once again successfully intercepting the attack, changed their expressions.


    If catching that sharp arrow was merely concealing his skill and self-preservation,


    then blocking this Spear left no room for doubt.


    Realizing he had been fully exposed, Hippomenes dropped the Bronze Spear in his hand, somewhat listlessly shaking his head.


    "Tsk, I thought we could happily spend this last time together, what a disappointment,"


    Polymnus struggled to fling the white Chimera in front of him away, angrily glaring at this Commander who had suddenly turned against them.


    If it hadn''t been for the sudden arrows and spears, he had almost fallen victim to this fellow''s plot.


    After all, he was the only one at the scene who could have turned the tide of the battle.


    Thinking this, the saint of the Dionysian Sect was terrified and grew even more furious in his heart.


    "Traitor! We trusted you so much, yet you conspire with the Magic Beasts!"


    "No, no, I only met your needs, giving you a fair chance to solve the Beast Disaster, but you failed to live up to the expectations, who can you blame?"


    Hippomenes sneered and shook his head, looking innocent.


    "Of course, you might be more useful dead than alive. Your bodies can feed these Magic Beasts, slowing down the Beast Disaster''s advance, and Divine Blood can be refined into medicine, benefiting more people. For instance, His Majesty of Arcadia?"


    The Divine Blood Heroes, mocked collectively, turned red-faced with anger upon hearing the mastermind behind the scenes.


    "That old bastard from Arcadia dares to plot against us!"


    "And you, you mongrel! Go to hell!"


    Amidst the waves of angry denunciations, arrows, spears, and Cursed Bullets flew toward Hippomenes floating above the rift.


    Although they were still in a deadlock with the horde of Magic Beasts, the traitor in hiding was far more detestable than the overt enemy.


    However, facing the attacks from his former teammates, Hippomenes let out a disdainful sneer and slightly raised his hand.


    Instantly, a crimson eerie glow surged from the abyss, engulfing and annihilating all the incoming arrows, spears, and Cursed Bullets.


    "Guess why I brought you to this place?"


    Hippomenes looked down at his former teammates with a playful expression, posing a profound question.


    And before anyone could answer, the questioner raised his hands high, chanting to reveal the answer.


    "When the constellation aligns correctly, the Circle of Reason appears here, from the minutest origin to infinite expansion. A celestial body becomes a void; a void becomes an abyss. Within the abyss dwells the divine!"


    At the same time, the concentrated starlight from the sky shot down onto the ground beneath Hippomenes.


    "Boom!"


    In a moment, the mountains vibrated, the earth split open, creating a pit that seemed to lead straight to the Abyss, and a ghastly structure made of flesh, broken stones, and bones surged out of the rift, rising from the ground, with that previously crimson heart placed high on the dark altar.


    This was a Temple of the Old Gods!


    The people at the scene looked at what was before them, their eyes filled with astonishment and terror.


    Hippomenes then raised his arms, issuing a lofty proclamation.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, with your flesh as the sacrifice, welcome the true New Gods here!"


    "Boom!"


    The ground fragmented, mixed with the advancing roar of waves from beneath, a thousand-meter-long terrifying dragon beast fully composed of bones, Aether, and black mud, roared as it flew out from the Abyss.


    As the dragon''s wings, covered in black mud, flapped, a terrifying Aether Storm formed, sweeping into a hurricane around them, and a black flood lifted into the air surged toward them.


    But before it could get close, merely the Aether Storm raised by the wings peeled off layers of the earth, extending the Abyssal rifts continuously.


    The corrupt flow from the darkness gushed upward, flowing across the ground, and the eroded earth layer, crumbling like tofu dregs, fell into the Abyss.


    As the ground was further eroded and broken down, the details of the Aether dragon beast''s skeleton, membrane, and even its flesh scales became more distinct.


    Clearly, the horror hidden underground was revealing its majestic form through the ever-expanding rifts.


    The Temple of the Ancestral God, Typhon at the lead!


    The onlookers, witnessing the terrifying sight before them, felt utterly despondent.

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    "Roar!"


    The pitch-black Aether dragon wrestled half its body out from the Abyss, snapping its jaws towards the seemingly ant-like Life on the ground below, ready to enjoy its first meal upon waking.


    The overwhelming might of a prison god slammed into everyone''s faces; the air and Aether around turned heavy and solidified, becoming like a sticky quagmire. Those trapped within it stiffened in their limbs, petrified in place, able only to watch helplessly as the giant maw descended.


    "Boom!"


    Just then, a solemn thunderous roar shattered the silence at the scene, and a fierce Thunderbolt fell from the heavens, like a silver-gray sword slashing down, heading straight for Hippomenes in midair.


    The dragon''s body jerked back instantly, growling as it swung its sharp claws upward. After sacrificing a few shattered fingers, it crushed the Thunderbolt above Hippomenes''s head with brute force.


    It seemed that the two were evenly matched.


    However, as the Aether dragon pressed its broken claws against the ground, the stonewalls of the surrounding Temple flickered with light patterns. A pitch-black mudflow gushed out from the Abyss, adhering to the dragon''s claws, and in the blink of an eye, the injuries were fully healed.


    Luo En, upon seeing this from atop a distant mountain, slightly furrowed his brows.


    Infinite Regeneration? A bit troublesome.


    "Hide and seek, come out!"


    Meanwhile, Hippomenes, who had narrowly escaped being turned to charcoal by the Thunderbolt, was truly enraged. Based on the direction from which the attacks came several times, he locked onto the source of danger.


    The Aether Dragon Beast beneath him also let out a deep growl, opening its wide maw towards the distant mountain peaks and taking in a deep breath.


    Suddenly, the surrounding Aether was drained, condensing into a compressed red and black orb of light within the beast''s mouth.


    Hiss!


    The next moment, a thick purple-red Magic Beam burst forth from the dragon beast''s mouth, carrying a sharp whistle as it streaked across the sky, creating dazzling auroras in the air, and instantly striking that distant mountain peak.


    The mountain, hundreds of meters high, was leveled in an instant, with its shattered stones scattering in all directions, and dark red lava rolling down.


    Accompanied by the blast wave of the explosion, four figures fell embarrassingly into the crowd, narrowly escaping disaster.


    "Finally willing to come out, you little mice hiding in the back."


    Hippomenes looked down upon the four disheveled figures before him, arrogantly sneering.


    But then, his pupils suddenly constricted, realizing a problem he had overlooked.


    The ones who were first sent to scout��weren''t there five of them?


    The moment Hippomenes realized this, a force of toppling mountains and overturning seas erupted from behind him.


    Caught off guard, he was hurled away like a bullet from a gun barrel, smashing through trees and rocks along his path until he slid hundreds of meters away, finally stopping.


    Immediately afterward, a Spear, mighty as a meteor, cleaved through the sky, dragging the wavering figure arising from the dust for dozens of meters and nailing it firmly to a tree trunk.


    Hippomenes looked towards the figure standing atop the Aether Dragon Beast''s head, disbelief filling his eyes.


    Luo En gave a fierce stomp on the raised head of the Aether dragon, causing bones to shatter and dirt to splatter; the gigantic head was cracked in half and, whining, fell into the Abyss.


    "Looks like you''re not so great after all."


    Having said this lightly, Luo En shook his head, lightly commenting.


    Upon hearing these words, Hippomenes felt his blood surge violently, vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with organ fragments, his eyes full of confusion.


    Isn''t this guy supposed to be the weakest one according to the Subjugator''s registry?


    Damn it, those bitches from the Moon Goddess Temple actually had an ace up their sleeve...


    The ringleader''s eyes gradually dimmed with boundless hatred and unwillingness, and his head slowly drooped.


    Ensuring that the sign of Life had vanished from his opponent, Luo En withdrew his gaze, looking at his arm, now showing several streaks of light cracks, and furrowed his brow slightly.


    Indeed, using Divine-level powers was still far too much for this body to handle.


    A quick battle was essential!


    Then, he looked down at the Aether Dragon Beast, which had once again wrestled a significant portion of its body out of the Abyss, its injuries already healed, and his gaze grew heavier.


    It wasn''t being controlled but awakened!


    So, even killing Hippomenes was useless; it was necessary to take out this creature as well.


    "Roar!"


    The Aether dragon let out a roar as it successfully took flight, a pair of red and black vertical pupils, large as lanterns, gazing quietly at the tiny figure before it, wary of making any sudden movements.


    Its animal instinct told it that this was the only being on the field capable of posing a threat.


    This human was strong!


    Luo En slowly conjured up the Sacred Robe of the Altar and the Spear of Nation Creation, glanced at the ever-expanding light fissures on his arm and spoke solemnly to the people behind him.


    "I can hold on for at most thirty minutes. Find a way to destroy that Temple in the meantime!"


    If the Aether Dragon Beast''s Infinite Regeneration ability wasn''t related to Hippomenes, then the most likely explanation was that the Typhon Temple, constructed of flesh and stone, was granting it Divinity protection, creating a formidable home-field advantage.


    "Alright!"


    In the face of crisis, everyone responded in unison, then spontaneously followed the Twins, Medea, Atalanta, and others, charging towards the Typhon Temple before the rift.


    Seeing the actions of the people on the ground, the Aether Dragon Beast could no longer hold back, and let out an exasperated and majestic roar, as if it were a Monarch''s Thunderbolt in rage.


    In an instant, the eyes of the Magic Beasts lurking around blazed with blood, and they each let out a shrill scream, charging towards the insignificant humans attempting to invade the Temple like a surging tidal wave.


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 Chapter 481 24: Im Weak, but That Doesnt Mean Youre Stronger (4.0k)_2

    The White Chimera, the Sphinx with the body of a lion and the face of a human, the Hydra, and the Nemean Lion, four top-tier Magic Beasts bestowed with Typhon''s Divinity, entered the fray one after another.


    Flames, Cursed Bullets, and venom came raining down, their ferocious onslaught making onlookers'' scalps tingle.


    "Goddess Hecate, who stands at the crossroads, the Queen of Hell, the guide for the spirits of the living, I pray to thee with my life force��let the principles of the world, all phenomena, return, trace back, and be reconstructed!"


    Medea stood forward, chanting solemnly, and as she finished the last syllable, she swung the Mingyue Scepter forward.


    Suddenly, the ground trembled, and walls of stone broke through the soil, encasing everyone within and blocking the flames, Cursed Bullets, and venom from all sides.


    "Well done!"


    Atalanta cast an approving glance at her friend''s outstanding performance and then led the Subjugators beside her, using the cover of the magical barrier, to quickly advance toward the Temple.


    However, the horde of Magic Beasts on the opposite side clearly wouldn''t give them the opportunity so easily.


    The Nemean Lion roared as it charged out, using its steel-like flesh and bones to smash through the stone wall.


    Facing such a brute physical attack, Medea''s magical Defensive Charms were somewhat stretched to their limits.


    As the fearsome beast was about to break into their ranks, a deep angry shout came from the crowd.


    "Let me handle this!"


    Along with a rough and robust voice, a figure as burly as a bear whooshed forward, the deep blue Divine Power of the ocean conjuring wave-like surges in every direction, and his muscle-bound right arm landed a heavy blow on the skull of the Nemean Lion.


    In an instant, the brown and yellow lion, which had been sprinting forward, was sent flying like it was hit by a speeding chariot, cast dozens of meters away and crashing into the Magic Beast horde, squashing several unlucky magic wolves into a pulp.


    But soon, the thick-skinned beast got up from the ground, growling angrily, leading a large pack of Magic Beasts toward the gap it had previously created.


    Polymnus, standing firm like a bronze wall at the breach, grabbed the wine flask at his waist, took a hefty gulp, and turned around with a hearty laugh.


    "Brothers of the Dionysian Sect, is your alcohol tolerance and courage still intact?"


    "Cheers!"


    Echoing responses came from dozens of voices, as the followers of the Dionysian Sect took off their flasks and drank deeply.


    The sweet grape wine flowed through their throats to every limb, the hazy intoxication dulling their pain, the heat in their bodies pumping their blood and awakening the dormant strength within.


    They stood behind Polymnus with staggering yet resolute steps, forming a new wall with their flesh to hold back the Beast Tide''s onslaught.


    Even though a brutal battlefield lay before them, the blood-enraged mortals stood fearless and undaunted!


    "Move!"


    The Twins shouted, waking up their teammates around them, commanding them to continue moving forward.


    As Spartans and Princes trained since childhood in military discipline, they knew what needed to be done and what shouldn''t be at this moment.


    On the battlefield, pity and sadness are the most useless emotions. To save their comrades and not let their sacrifices be in vain, they needed to defeat the enemy and destroy the Temple as quickly as possible!


    But the Magic Beasts also understood this principle. The White King of Chimeras led dozens of its underlings, bypassing the defensive line of the Dionysian Sect, smashing through the stone walls from the flank, and charging toward the Subjugators'' camp.


    "Out of my way!"


    Polux, one of the Twins, stepped forward and cleaved his sword at the forehead of the White Chimera, blasting the fearsome beast dozens of meters away.


    "Leave these beasts to me. You guys go ahead!"


    Polux muttered to his brother and teammates behind him, stepping out of the formation.


    Castor, as the older brother, nodded without saying another word, leading the remainder of their team forward.


    Even as inseparable brothers, for the ultimate victory of the battle, they had to part ways for the time being.


    Watching the team depart, Polux dropped his Bronze Longsword, summoned the Sacred Robe of the Gemini Palace, cracked his knuckles, and walked towards the Chimera herd with a sneer.


    Compared to using a sword, he was actually better at using his fists.


    It was just that to coordinate with his brother, he rarely showed this skill in front of others.


    These beasts would make good practice targets!


    Instantly, Polux transformed into a golden streak of light, charging into the horde of Chimeras, creating a fierce maelstrom of blood and gore.


    The white King of Chimeras, enraged, immediately turned its body to face this formidable enemy.


    While they were locked in fierce battle, the advancing party encountered a new interceptor.


    ��A massive, several dozen meters tall Hydra with nine heads!


    "I''ll take it!"


    Atalanta drew her bowstring, decisively stepping out of line.


    As a follower of Artemis, she could wield the celestial bow in her hands to harness both aspects of the Goddess of the Hunt''s divinity.


    And the aspect of pestilence and death was particularly effective against Magic Beasts endowed with immortality.


    Additionally, the mobility of an archer allowed her to effectively avoid close combat and thus evade the poisonous assault of the Hydra.


    Therefore, she insisted on taking on this intercept.


    Atalanta first shot several arrows at the monster''s forehead, drawing the Hydra''s ire, then she leapt to the side, leading the clearly less intelligent creature away from the path of the advancing team.


    Castor, the elder of the Twins, cast a respectful glance at her retreating figure before continuing his march toward the Temple.


    In the meantime, Magic Beasts kept charging at them.


    And continuously, mages or Divine Blood warriors took upon themselves to intercept and cover the rear.


    Finally, after losing more than half of their numbers, Castor led the team of less than a hundred to the entrance of the flesh and bone Temple.


    Two sphinxes with double wings on their backs, human faces, and crowns lowly growled as they stood up before the Temple door, ominously looking down at those daring to challenge the divine authority.


    Without further ado, Castor stepped forward, leading the remnants of his team to confront the two gatekeeping Magical Creatures.


    Under the purposeful cover of the others, Medea, using magic to conceal her presence and figure, sneaked into the Temple.


    Upon entering, a thick scent of blood hit her, and in the dark and gloomy space, intertwining crimson corridors stretched in all directions.


    As they went deeper, purple-red beast eggs, looking like tubers, were scattered all over the corridors.


    Bang!


    At the sound of movement, a struggling figure bumped into the purple-red eggshell; its ferocious contour pressured against the membrane, trying to break free.


    Soon after, several purple-red Magic Beast eggs sticking to the outer blood vessels fell down.


    "Plop! Plop! Plop!"


    In a series of bursting bubble sounds, dozens of Magic Beasts, large and small, emerged from the eggs, roaring as they rushed at the intruders who dared to invade the Temple.


    Medea, seeing this, frantically waved her hand.


    Dragon-tooth soldiers emerged from the ground, brandishing their ossified swords and spears and shields, guarding around their mistress and facing the swarm of oncoming Magic Beasts.


    Fortunately, her elder fellow disciple had given her these dragon teeth as backup soldiers before departure; otherwise, it would be perilous for a mage to break into the Temple alone.


    Thud, thud, thud��


    In the dimly lit Temple, accompanied by hasty footsteps, Medea''s stumbling figure ran awkwardly further into the interior along the entrance.


    Behind her, constantly twisting and deforming blood vessels, and Magical Beasts breaking free from their shells, surged from all directions.


    The charms behind her were activated one after another, but they only managed to delay the onslaught for a moment.


    Boom��


    Almost at the same time, a series of mournful thunderbolts struck down from the mist-filled air, forming a sword piercing through heaven and earth, with the majestic presence of Aether.


    The dense blood mist dissipated; the invisible sense of dread diminished slightly.


    A great opportunity!


    Seizing the moment the Temple''s atmosphere was exposed, Medea raised the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction in her hand and wildly slashed and scribbled around the Divine Patterns on the walls, finally driving the blade into the mottled Bronze altar.


    Instantly, a series of roars came from below, the ground trembled violently, and the entire Temple, made of flesh and stone, seemed as if its pillars had been removed, a stack of building blocks brimming with cracks, ready to collapse.

 Chapter 482 25

    Meanwhile, as the temple was being destroyed, the Aether Dragon fighting Luo En in the sky was as if struck by lightning, their radiance of divinity rapidly diminishing.


    Seizing this opportunity, Luo En''s eyes flashed dangerously, he leaned back at the waist, his body like a giant bow drawn to its limit, and the spear in his hand was the arrow on the bowstring.


    The next moment, a crimson light pierced the sky, shooting into the Aether Dragon''s chest with the speed of thunder too fast to cover one''s ears, hitting the dark red heart that beat within its ribcage directly.


    With its core severely damaged, the Aether Dragon let out a pitiful roar. Its body, made of flesh, stones, and bones, quickly disintegrated, and its massive form fell uncontrollably towards the ground.


    Above the rift, the already crumbling Temple of Typhon was directly hit by the falling dragon, instantly collapsing with dense debris and bones shooting out violently in all directions like a sudden meteor shower.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    Amidst the dust and successive explosions, a petite figure clutching the Mingyue scepter weaved frantically through the falling debris, attempting to escape from the collapsing temple.


    However, due to the constant battles and headlong rush, her magic power and physical strength were nearly exhausted. A misstep sent her reeling towards the abyss.


    Seeing a massive stone falling toward her, Medea closed her eyes in terror, resigned to her fate.


    "Bang!"


    Just then, a dull thunderclap sounded above, the falling boulder was shattered with a single blow, and a figure enveloped in golden light darted between the stones, as fast as lightning.


    And the moment his searching gaze locked onto Medea, he stamped fiercely on a piece of debris beneath him, using the recoil to accelerate his descent, and his opened arms firmly caught the little enchantress who had closed her eyes in resignation.


    Medea hesitantly opened her eyes and, seeing the familiar face in front of her, threw her arms around his neck with a surge of emotion and cried out,


    "Senior brother!"


    "Mmph, hold on tight... "


    Luo En mumbled vaguely, and immediately, a pair of golden wings of light opened behind him. Carrying the two of them, he soared into the sky, nimbly avoiding the falling debris above and landed steadily at the edge of the rift.


    As they made their escape, Medea sheepishly let go and only then noticed the dense web of light cracks that had spread from Luo En''s arms to his neck, making him look like a beautiful piece of porcelain about to shatter.


    It was then that the girl realized the cause of his earlier muffled syllable.


    Probably, it was because of the pain...


    "Shh!"


    Luo En placed his index finger in front of his lips and made a silent gesture.


    Medea nodded in understanding, quietly jumped down from Luo En''s embrace, and stood obediently behind her senior brother, not mentioning what she had just seen.


    At this time, on the battlefield,


    With the fall of the Aether Dragon and the collapse of the Temple of Typhon, the magic beasts driven by the Authority of Typhon were thrown into chaos. Without the temple''s support, their combat and endurance fell even further.


    The Subjugators took this chance to rally spontaneously, utilizing the synergy between their troops to gain a tactical advantage and gradually turn the tides of battle. They began methodically clearing out the magic beasts that were still stubbornly resisting.


    Just as Luo En was about to breathe a sigh of relief at the situation coming under control, his pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze fixated on a bronze spear stuck in a tree trunk a hundred meters away.


    No, where''s the corps? Where''s Hippomenes?


    Instantly, a thunderclap exploded in Luo En''s mind, and his expression froze.


    He''s not dead yet!


    ~~


    Rustle, rustle...


    Through the misty tangled underbrush, a wretched figure dashed at extreme speed, clutching his flesh-and-blood pulsating chest, stumbling out of the vast mountains of Arcadia.


    Due to the haste, the white robe under his armor was torn by the slanting vines along the way, hanging in tatters, the once graceful composure utterly gone.


    Activating the Extreme Speed talent of his Hermes bloodline, Hippomenes didn''t dare stop until he was a hundred miles away, casting a fearful glance behind him.


    That was close!


    Even the awakened head of Typhon was no match for that guy; he''s too terrifying!


    The thought of the moment he was impaled by the spear, nailed to the tree, sent chills down Hippomenes'' spine, and a phantom pain throbbed in his healed chest and heart.


    Yes, he had truly died once.


    But thankfully, something he had prepared in advance had saved his life.


    Hippomenes opened his palm to look at the egg-sized, dull red Chip filled with cracks, his eyes filled with fright and relief.


    ��The Eleusis Stone, a substance extracted from life, granting the power of resurrection to its user.


    The powder scraped from it was the "medicine" the King had taken.


    Seeking Immortality has always been the ultimate goal and eternal topic of the Eleusis Esoteric Teachings; they had striven for it tirelessly but could never find the way.


    Yet, this miracle had occurred in the hands of a heretic, an irony indeed.


    What''s even more hilarious is that those fools of the Eleusis Esoteric Teachings praise life in every breath, but little do they know, the price of stepping into eternity is the desecration of life!

 Chapter 483 25_2

    Because, only life can exchange for life...


    These are the truths taught to him by that "Great Being".


    In order to create this eternal key, he opened the gates of the Abyss, awakened that "Great Being", built a temple for it, and with its power initiated the Beast Tide to accomplish the harvest of life.


    Roughly speaking, at least a thousand humans must have died directly or indirectly because of this, right?


    Hippomenes looked at the Erebus stone in his hand, full of cracks, and crushed it into crumbs, scattering them onto the earth. He thought it a pity as he shook his head and sneered.


    It seemed that those fools of the Hermes Cult had even given such a blood-soaked object a noble and elegant alias.


    What was it called��"The Philosopher''s Stone"?


    ~~


    At this moment, Luo En arrived at the tree, pulled out the bronze spear stained with blood and chunks of flesh, and bent down to pick up a dark red chip from the ground, examining it with a frown.


    "The Philosopher''s Stone!"


    A Cult of Erebus devotee who approached upon seeing this exclaimed in shock.


    Luo En, hearing this and sensing the rich life essence remaining on the dark red chip, pondered with thought in his eyes.


    The Philosopher''s Stone is a mythical substance, long sought after as the "Holy Grail" by Western alchemists, believed to be able to turn common base metals into precious metals (like gold), or to create elixirs that grant immortality.


    Consequently, it has been called by titles such as "Stone of the Philosophers, the Stone from Heaven, Touchstone, the Essence of Gold and Silver, Red Elixir, the Fifth Element," and so on.


    In various legends and myths, this thing is often seen in different forms, including solid, liquid, or powder, and is thought to be the color of fresh blood, although most frequently it appears in a form similar to that of a ruby.


    Due to alchemists'' relentless pursuit of this material, it has also been endowed with titles such as great miracle, great creation, and the like. At times, these titles are also used to refer to the creators of the Philosopher''s Stone itself, as an emblematic way to express their pinnacle position in alchemy.


    It could not only create various alchemical miracles but even change natural laws, reviving the dead.


    Thinking this, Luo En turned to the Cult of Erebus devotee standing beside him and asked solemnly,


    "You know of this thing?"


    "Of course! Creating the Philosopher''s Stone to gain immortal life is our Cult of Erebus''s ultimate goal, almost every follower knows this, but the person capable of creating such a miracle is the only one in the entire esoteric sect."


    "Who?"


    "The Priest, my lord!"


    The Cult of Erebus devotee answered subconsciously, his eyes filled with admiration.


    However, Luo En''s expression became somewhat unsightly.


    If this fragment left at the scene truly came from the Philosopher''s Stone, didn''t that mean there was collusion between Hippomenes and the Cult of Erebus?


    Was the Beast Disaster related to the Hermes Cult?


    Just as Luo En became more vigilant and prepared to order the Cult of Erebus members present to be taken into custody, the Hermes Trismegistus Sector mages who had been fighting side by side with the Subjugators suddenly stiffened their bodies. Like marionettes, they raised their Caduceus staffs and started chanting in unison,


    "Form of Stars. Form of Emptiness. Form of God. Form of Self..."


    Ancient astrolabes appeared in the sky, and brilliant beams of starlight descended upon the mutilated battlefield.


    Seeing this, Luo En sensed something was wrong and immediately bellowed in alarm,


    "Knock them out!"


    But it was too late.


    A group of Hermes devotees with vacant eyes chanted the final, high-pitched syllables.


    "...With my blood as a sacrifice, I bestow unto thee life, remnants!"


    As the final note fell, dozens of Hermes Cult followers encircling in a ring exploded violently, their bodies turning into thick mists of blood.


    Subsequently, the scarlet mist settled on the ground, drawing dark red patterns that corresponded to the stars. The battlefield, filled with corpses, became like a swamp where filthy signs started to spread all around.


    Patches of pale, grotesquely twisted figures started to assemble themselves from the remnants of flesh and bone, rising from the heaps of corpses as if they were Soul-Reapers from hell, reeking of corruption and death.


    Faced with this sudden calamity, many were stunned on the spot.


    "Get out of the way!"


    Luo En shouted as he rushed forward, his Spear of Nationhood sweeping with a mournful flow of Aether light, washing over the scene. Dozens of just amalgamated white humanoid monsters, along with the surrounding vegetation, were instantly blasted into pieces.


    However, this battlefield, once desecrated with the blood of the Hermes Cult followers, had now turned into a living flesh factory, continuously creating all sorts of twisted lifeforms.


    Its function was remarkably similar to that of the Typhon Temple which once nurtured the Demon Spawn.


    "Roar, roar, roar, roar!"


    Low growls were heard from every direction as twisted humanoid silhouettes burst forth from the thick woods, from the fog, from behind boulders, from the swamp, and from within caves, seemingly endless in number.


    These things had human-like shapes, but their pitch-black eye sockets were empty, their faces twisted with only three orifices that could barely be called eyes and a mouth.


    At the same time, their ghastly pale bodies lacked skin, the muscle-like accumulated matter grotesquely layered and interwoven, their deformed bodies resembling a clump of wax melted by fire, organs, and bones from both humans and magic beasts visible.


    The moment they were born, they eagerly joined the Magic Beasts'' ranks, launching a slaughter upon the humans on the field.

 Chapter 484 25_3

    "Homunculus..."


    The High Priestess of the Moon Goddess Temple gazed at the bizarre, writhing white creatures before her and couldn''t help but mutter an unfamiliar term.


    Homunculus, also known as "Artificial Life Form," is a concept proposed by the alchemists of the Hermes Cult, symbolizing the connection between the microcosm and the macrocosm. These beings naturally possess a certain level of consciousness and an almost immortal body, capable of serving humans.


    However, because this idea oversteps human boundaries and offends the authority of the gods, even the most radical alchemists within the Hermes Cult dared not attempt it lightly.


    Therefore, "Homunculus" was usually regarded as nothing more than a rumor.


    In order to unite all the forces they could against the Beast Disaster, the Moon Goddess Temple turned a blind eye to some of the minor actions of the Hermes Sect.


    Nevertheless, when faced with the reality, the High Priestess realized she had severely underestimated the madness of those Hermes Cult followers.


    At that moment, Luo En squinted at the "white wave" made up of artificial life forms in his field of vision, as well as the magic beasts that automatically recognized them as their kin.


    It seemed that Arcadia''s Beast Disaster was most likely related to the Hermes Sect''s experiments with artificial life forms.


    And it was definitely tied to Hippomenes!


    On one hand, the incantations Hippomenes recited when activating the Typhon Temple and awakening the Aether Dragon seemed similar to the sacred words of the Hermes Sect.


    On the other hand, Hippomenes claimed to be a Blood Descendant of Hermes, and the Chief God worshiped by the Hermes Sect��Thrice-Great Hermes��is based on the prototype of Hermes.


    Considering the bewildered reaction of those Hermes Cult followers and their dire fates, it''s likely they were kept in the dark, merely pawns to be discarded.


    But the forbidden experiments with artificial life, the construction of a flesh and blood temple for the Demon Ancestor Typhon, and the unleashing of the Beast Tide to awaken it... All these major issues would undoubtedly cause great trouble for the head of the Hermes Sect once everything was investigated!


    Moreover, factoring in the recent discovery of the Philosopher''s Stone, the Erebus Cult was probably also involved.


    Strictly speaking, even the Agriculture God Demeter, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld cannot be absolved of blame.


    The divine war had barely ended, and you''ve already stirred up such a huge mess?


    Luo En cursed inwardly and looked back at the battlefield that was once again in a deadlock.


    The artificial lives created through the collective sacrifices of the Hermes Cult followers abandoned the human form in pursuit of ultimate destructiveness and combat ability, which made them quite difficult for everyone to handle.


    On one hand, the limbs of these monsters could transform into blades and spears, possessing the intuition of the wild and a combat talent akin to killing machines;


    On the other hand, their vitality was extremely tenacious. It was hard to kill them by either beheading or dismembering, and the injured could regenerate by absorbing the flesh and blood of corpses around them.


    Only by destroying the core could they be killed with a single blow.


    But the number of these wretched creatures was in the hundreds, and they were continuously emerging from this activated land as time passed.


    As the situation worsened, the Subjugators became increasingly strained.


    Luo En frowned and looked around decisively, phasing out the spear of nation building in his hand.


    "Its source is light, its might is flame; judge by the sword, sanction with fire!"


    The solemn chant echoed across the ravaged battlefield, and behind Luo En, the pointer on the Golden Disk rotated to the space marked "White Horse."


    "��I command you, manifest the light!"


    Together with the chanting of the holy words, a majestic "White Horse" leapt out from behind him, galloping across the sky, illuminating the dark night like a blazing sun.


    Immediately thereafter, the "White Horse" crashed into the gigantic Magic Circle Diagram above, from which a series of blazing white light-swords appeared, raining down like a dense meteor shower.


    "Pupupupu!"


    Instantaneously, Piercing sounds filled the air as one after another, the swarming artificial life forms were precisely struck in their spirit cores by the dense Rain of Light Swords, pinned to the ground, and fell over en masse like wheat reaped by a scythe.


    Due to the destruction of their cores, countless combat machines lost their support, and their wax-like bodies gradually dissolved, seeping into the ground as stains.


    The threat was mostly eliminated in an instant, and everyone couldn''t help but turn their gaze in unison to the figure with Golden Wings on his back, eyes filled with astonishment and awe.


    Seeing all eyes converge on him, Luo En immediately issued a stern command to prevent a repeat of the Hermes Cult mages'' collective sacrifice.


    "Listen, there may be spies mingled among the Cult of Erebus followers present. Have the Dionysian Sect and Moon Goddess Temple allocate people to watch them. If anyone acts suspiciously, execute them on the spot!"


    However, upon hearing this, the followers of the Cult of Erebus who had just endured a fierce battle with the Magic Beasts were filled with indignation.


    "Suspect us?"


    "On what grounds?"


    "You think we will simply obey your orders? No way!"


    Just as the agitated followers of the Cult of Erebus wanted to argue for their innocence, a golden ram''s horn accompanied by a deep voice was thrown into the arms of their leader.


    "Is this enough to convince you?"


    Feeling a certain life divinity hidden within it, the leader''s face changed color. Like holding a hot potato, he hurriedly handed the golden ram''s horn to Luo En in front of him and then turned his head, bellowing at the disgruntled crowd of followers.


    "Shut up! Everyone, obey this lord''s orders and stay put. Don''t make any moves! Otherwise, you will be expelled from the sect!"


    Several sharp-eyed followers caught a glimpse of the full view of the golden ram''s horn and also changed their attitudes, helping the leader to maintain order.


    The Horn of Plenty, an Origin Artifact of Demeter, the Agriculture God, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld.


    With this object in the hands of the person before them, even if he was not a member of the Cult of Erebus, he must have a significant relationship with those two deities.


    Seeing the chaotic scene now under control, Luo En''s heavy heart felt somewhat relieved.


    Although he still didn''t fully understand how much Hermes''s faction and the Cult of Erebus were involved in this Beast Disaster, and whether the three Chief Gods��Hermes, Demeter, and Persephone��were informed, stabilizing the situation and cleaning up the mess in the Arcadian Mountains was the immediate priority.


    However, before he could catch his breath, a series of thunderous explosions came from afar.


    Dark clouds covered the sky, and boundless darkness spread everywhere, as if the entire world was immersed in an eternal silence.


    And the focal point of all these strange changes was the Arcadia Royal City.


    Hippomenes? Damn it!


    Seeing that no sooner had one problem subsided than another arose, Luo En, through the shimmering light condensed in his palm and looking at the light-shaped cracks that had now reached his face, felt utterly overwhelmed.


    At that moment, the twin brothers stepped out from the crowd and spoke solemnly.


    "You go ahead, we''ll take care of things here!"


    Everyone nodded in unison, agreeing to stay behind and hold the line to quell the Beast Disaster.


    They had come to put an end to this calamity, and if they returned without making a difference, how could they hold their heads high in front of those mortals?


    Watching the exhausted yet spirited figures around him, Luo En nodded slightly. With an empty hand, he drew out a large golden cup from the Magic Circle Diagram and poured the dark red liquid onto the ground, his mouth silently murmuring.


    "����The strong and powerful Fire of Light, the mightiest of all Origins, I respectfully offer thee wine and song!"


    In an instant, a pulsating golden flame ignited on the ground, like a lamp dispelling the cold and lighting the darkness, warming hearts and sweeping away negative emotions, as boundless courage erupted from within them.


    At the same time, bathed in this luminance, it was as if everyone had drunk a hearty cup of wine, their blood pumped vigorously, and their depleted Divine Power was rekindled.


    Upon seeing this, the Holy Saint Polymnus seemed to realize something and looked at Luo En with eyes full of fervor and devotion. With boundless boldness, he turned to face the Beast Tide surging from the fissure and sang out loud.


    "Our blood is thicker than water!"


    "Our bloodlines are connected!"


    The followers of the Dionysian Sect responded with loud voices, stepping forward together, embarking on a new round of resistance.


    "Helen, we entrust this to you!"


    The twin brothers left behind a grave request, leading the assembled Divine Blood warriors towards the battlefield.


    Luo En watched their backs, nodded earnestly, and then, grabbing Atalanta, spread the Golden Wings on his back, and flew towards the stormy Arcadia Royal City.


    Bang bang bang bang!


    Along the way, the ground cracked layer by layer; dark red streams seemed to seep out from the Abyss itself, flooding houses and streets and gradually collecting into pools large and small. In the red mud aglow with bluish phosphorescence, hundreds of stark white skeletons rose from the earth, their hollow eyes filled with a chilling and tyrannical air.


    The entirety of Arcadia appeared to be descending into the Netherworld.

 Chapter 485 26: Arise, O Lord!

    Half an hour ago, in a secluded residence within Arcadia Royal City.


    Accompanied by the flickering starlight, Hippomenes emerged from a bronze altar, engraved with stars and Hermes Script patterns.


    Looking back at the dissipating miasma above the Arcadian Mountains, a deep apprehension arose in his eyes.


    Thousands of prematurely birthed artificial life forms, along with blood and flesh accumulated from repeated battles on site, were already nearly depleted? That entity was terrifyingly powerful!


    It seemed, he had to make that move ahead of schedule!


    Ensuring that no one was around, a flash of fierceness gleamed in Hippomenes''s eyes. He immediately donned a robe adorned with stars and moons, grasped the Caduceus from the Magic Circle Diagram, pulled on a hood to conceal his face, and stepped out of the barrier-protected courtyard.


    "Priest, you''ve returned!"


    A few Hermes Cult followers standing guard outside turned towards the figure emitting a familiar presence, their faces lit with surprise and admiration.


    Among the major sects currently in Greece, the Hermes Trismegistus Sector was a later development, formally established only after the Olympus Holy War.


    Yet, within just a few years, the Hermes Trismegistus Sector had managed to secure a foothold in the thriving, vibrant Arcadia and achieved rapid dissemination. The person they revered as "Priest" played an indispensable role in this success.


    On one hand, his accomplishments in alchemy were extraordinary, having solved the two ultimate matters of "the Fifth Element" (the Philosopher''s Stone) and "artificial life" (Homunculus);


    on the other hand, he had earned the trust of the King of Arcadia, which facilitated the cult''s development in an official capacity.


    Moreover, with his identity as a Blood Descendant of Hermes and his generally mild and approachable demeanor, he was highly esteemed and respected by the followers of the Hermes sect.


    However, after a brief excitement, doubt crept onto the faces of the guards: "Weren''t you and the other faithful heading to the Arcadian Mountains to quell the Beast Disaster? Why are you alone?"


    Hippomenes spoke solemnly, "The expedition encountered an unexpected incident, I must immediately go to the palace and see His Majesty!"


    The Hermes Cult followers, hearing this, their expressions turned grave.


    Gathering all the Divine Blood Heroes and mages within Arcadia for the expedition, and still failing to triumph, could that mean...


    "Why panic? The situation has not yet reached a point of no return."


    Hippomenes spoke calmly, then looked solemnly at everyone.


    "The preparations I asked you to make before departure, how are they now?"


    The surrounding Hermes Cult followers, as if finding their pillar of strength, straightened their backs and replied excitedly.


    "All is completed!"


    "Everything is set up as per your instructions."


    "Moreover, to not fail your trust, we have mobilized nearly all our fellow brethren."


    Hearing the eager responses from the followers, Hippomenes nodded in satisfaction; the corners of his lips under the hood drew a cold sneer.


    Fools!


    Digging their own graves and still believing it to be a path to enlightenment.


    "You have done well." Hippomenes praised them nonchalantly, then gently tapped the Caduceus, took out several pottery bottles from the Magic Circle Diagram, and generously distributed them to the people in front of him, smiling as he spoke, "Drink this, it''s your due reward."


    Pulling out the wooden stopper and looking at the red liquid inside the bottle, the followers were overtly excited.


    The Fifth Element liquid!


    In the alchemical domain of the Hermes Cult, this was an early hypothesized "invisible, intangible" fantastical substance. Distinct from the four basic elements of "fire, air, water, earth", it was known as "the Fifth Element" and closely related to the essence of the soul and life.


    Legend had it that alchemists who drank this red elixir made from the Fifth Element, even if they did not gain immortality, could significantly enhance their alchemy skills and prolong their lives.


    Currently, in the entire Hermes Cult, the only person who knew how to extract the Fifth Element was the Priest before them.


    Though he possessed this valuable knowledge, he never kept it to himself but generously distributed the produced Fifth Element liquid to the faithful contributors of the sect.


    For instance, this time, the Priest had given out a batch of the Fifth Element liquid, prepared in advance for the Hermes Cult members who were headed to the Arcadian Mountains to combat the Beast Disaster, enhancing their strength.


    Due to his generous and selfless actions, he had managed to secure his current position, earning widespread support from the Hermes Cult followers.


    The followers, gazing at the precious Fifth Element liquid in the bottle, consumed it eagerly under the expectant gaze of the Priest.


    However, they failed to notice a substance resembling white larvae floating in the red liquid.


    Hippomenes, witnessing all this, sneered internally.


    As he always emphasized, only life can exchange for life.


    Likewise, only life can nurture life.


    Thus, this elixir of immortality, derived from the Philosopher''s Stone, was actually a nurturing solution for birthing artificial life forms.


    Those followers of the Hermes Cult in Arcadia were manipulated by him as puppets to combat his enemies because they had consumed this Fifth Element liquid, which carried the artificial life forms, before their departure.


    There''s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and a god''s gift often declares its price the moment it is given away.


    Having quietly eliminated potential threats, Hippomenes began making his plans methodically: "The situation is urgent, notify all the faithful to gather at the Royal Palace! And, summon those from the Cult of Erebus as well!"

 Chapter 486 26: Arise, O Lord! _2

    "Cult of Erebus''s group?" a nearby follower of the Hermes Cult said with a puzzled expression.


    "Yes, with the situation deteriorating, this is the moment when everyone needs to work together to overcome the crisis. When I send them my letter, those Cult of Erebus followers will come."


    As Hippomenes spoke, he took out a seal-stamped letter from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to a Hermes Cult member responsible for conveying messages.


    The reason he was so certain was that he was not only the Priest of the Hermes Cult but also the Priest of the Cult of Erebus.


    Just like the fools of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, those followers of the Cult of Erebus couldn''t resist the temptation of eternal life from the moment he presented the Philosopher''s Stone and unanimously elected him as their Priest.


    Unfortunately, he had not been in power within the Cult of Erebus long enough to personally preside over a Cult of Erebus secret ritual.


    Otherwise, it would have been possible to mix the prepared red potion, nurturing the artificially created embryos, into the Hygieian Porridge while distributing it to those fools.


    Hippomenes shook his head and then rose to his feet, heading straight for the Royal Palace.


    As soon as he entered, the guards and maids smoothly welcomed him into the Royal Palace Council Hall.


    The King of Arcadia, who had been waiting for a long time, was eager to see him and pounced on him the moment he entered the door.


    "Priest, my medicine? Where is my medicine?"


    "Your Majesty, please forgive my incompetence..."


    Hippomenes lowered his head, his face full of shame.


    Seeing this, the King of Arcadia''s face filled with astonishment and his voice rose sharply.


    "What did you say?"


    "I''m sorry, I didn''t expect there to be a Typhon Temple hidden in the Arcadia mountains. With the protection of that ancient demon, the intensity of the Beast Disaster far exceeded everyone''s expectations..."


    "Where is the medicine?!"


    The King of Arcadia interrupted Hippomenes'' explanation, grabbed his garment, and pressed him desperately.


    At that moment, he could not hear any unrelated noise, his savage face filled with madness, and tiny insects were visibly swimming in his bloodshot eyes.


    "I gave you the army, I handed those people over to you, and you promised to bring me the medicine that would elevate me to Deities!"


    In a frenzy, the King of Arcadia hissed furiously, his engorged flesh seeming to writhe with countless worms, desperately seeking this transformation.


    Watching the completely distorted face beginning to surge with a strong murderous intent, Hippomenes spoke calmly.


    "Your Majesty, although I don''t have the medicine now, there are enough materials here. If you permit, I can prepare a new one for you at any time."


    The King of Arcadia followed Hippomenes'' gaze toward the countless households within the Royal City and quickly grasped the Priest''s intent, his eyes flickering with struggle.


    "This..."


    "The campaign has been declared a failure, the Beast Tide is about to return. At this critical juncture, you must not fall. Only if you survive can you save more people, right?"


    Hippomenes spoke softly, his deep voice like a slick serpent, slithering through the King of Arcadia''s ears and stirring his brain.


    "This is a necessary sacrifice. Arcadia will remember their contribution..."


    "Yes, it''s all for Arcadia!"


    The King of Arcadia muttered and nodded, taking out a Bronze crest engraved with the emblem of the Moon from the Magic Circle Diagram and handing it to Hippomenes.


    Every city-state has its own Guardian God, and the deities provide protection to the nations that worship them.


    Unless they choose to give it up...


    Hippomenes accepted the Bronze emblem, bowed mockingly toward the King of Arcadia on the throne, rose to his feet, and walked toward the grand hall, arriving at the highest point of the Royal Palace: the Astrological Observatory.


    A group of Hermes Cult and Cult of Erebus followers had already assembled, each standing on different Astrolabes.


    Seeing this, Hippomenes crossed the steps engraved with Hermes Script, ascended the high platform, and crushed the Bronze emblem in his palm into tiny fragments.


    The Sacred Flame in the Temple of the Moon Goddess "puffed" out, and the sky above the Royal City suddenly cleared, as if some barrier had been broken.


    Hippomenes revealed a satisfied smile, opened his arms, and joined the assembled followers in chanting the ancient Holy Word.


    "When the stars are rightly aligned, the Circle of Reason appears here; the Origin is minuscule, expansion infinite. The celestial is the void. The void is the vacuum. In the vacuum dwell the Deities!"


    Accompanied by the unified chanting, countless stars in the sky lit up, their intersecting lights constructing an intricate and vast star pattern, enveloping the entire Arcadia Royal City from above.


    The people in the city involuntarily paused, their eyes turned skyward.


    They were amazed to find the stars above seemingly spinning, their interwoven streams of light forming a massive vortex, consuming their thoughts and siphoning their spirits.


    Thump, thump, thump, thump!


    Moments later, one after another, figures collapsed to the ground, countless spirits streaming toward the swirling stars above.


    The followers in front of the altar, upon seeing the entire city''s people falling one after another, were shocked and turned their gaze to the central figure on the altar.


    Wasn''t this to combat the Beast Tide? How did it differ from what was agreed?


    "Pri..."


    Two nearby Cult of Erebus followers just opened their mouths to inquire, but Hippomenes raised his hand and made a fierce gesture in midair.


    The bodies of the two instantly burst open, turning into a cloud of blood mist, converging into Hippomenes'' body.


    With this nourishment, Hippomenes cracked a ferocious smile and, under the terrified gaze of many, raised his hands high, culminating in the final chant.

 Chapter 487 26 Lord, arise! _3

    "My Lord, rise!"


    In an instant, countless lights of spirituality transformed into a bizarre tide of blood, pouring down from the vortex of stars and infusing into Hippomenes'' body.


    Under the blood-red infiltration, a dense array of blood-colored luminescent patterns emerged on Hippomenes, and black scales spread across his skin.


    Meanwhile, the surrounding air gradually became incredibly viscous; the vast astrolabe suspended in the sky descended to the ground, and as it turned, it seemed to tear the earth asunder, and an intense deathly aura, cold as water, erupted crazily from the chasms of the Abyss, spewing fountains several meters high.


    As people looked on, red and black mists surged from various parts of Arcadia City, and the thick blood-red fog spread, distorting and writhing the air, altering the scenery before their eyes.


    Dark red streams oozed from the gloomy cracks on the ground, gradually converging into five unstoppable rivers. On the crimson wasteland, which wafted with pale blue phosphorescence, thousands of departed souls blindly roamed the daffodil-laden plains.


    Three massive bronze gates bound with chains stood erect at the confluence of the dark-red and murky-yellow rivers, their twisted, ferocious faces boiling and screaming in the rivers, turning into black tendrils like serpents, gradually spreading over the tops of the bronze gates and piercing through the runes on them.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    Within moments, several dark-gold chains wrapped tightly around them shattered, and the three sealed bronze gates slowly opened, releasing a soul-freezing chill, carrying a foul-smelling muddy flow, and countless twisted resentful spirits pouring out from the Abyss, surging forth.


    Accompanied by the roar of a dragon, the ground writhed; skeletons of beasts, birds, humans��barely recognizable��awakened from their slumber, carrying the stench of decay and death, seeking and cursing the vibrant life of the world.


    The gates to the Netherworld had opened!


    If the forsaken Old Gods are not allowed to tread upon the earth and enjoy the vibrancy of life,


    then let this land be dragged into the Netherworld, to foster new life amid rot!


    Looking at the blood-red world before him, feeling the surging vitality within, Hippomenes took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, they had transformed into red-black vertical pupils of a serpent.


    At last, he had returned!


    Next, let this place become the first stepping stone for my ascent to the Divine Throne!


    As Hippomenes was murmuring, a beam of golden light shot up from the southeast of the Royal City, tearing a corner of the blood-colored sky and bringing a moment of light.


    Dozens of figures on the street broke free from the vortex of stars, snapping back to consciousness, staring in astonishment and terror at the world transformed beyond recognition, and at the skeletal forms sniffing the scent of living beings and running toward them.


    "Bang!"


    A dull sound of pushing a door awoke the dozens of people on the street who were lost in bewilderment.


    "It''s dangerous outside! Come in quickly!"


    A strikingly beautiful golden-haired girl, holding a magic wand, stood at the door of a small courtyard, urgently waving to the people on the street.


    Like waking from a dream, people scrambled and rushed toward the small courtyard enveloped in golden light.


    Atop the Astrological Observatory, Hippomenes frowned deeply at this sight.


    All the elite of Arcadia were dispatched to evaluate the Beast Disaster, weren''t they? How could anyone remain conscious within the formation of refinement?


    The force that just interfered with the operation of the formation of refinement, was that from the Deities?


    And that girl...


    Red-black serpent-like pupils skimmed over the courtyard emitting faint golden light, sharply narrowing, and a sinister smile quickly spread across the face of Hippomenes, now covered in red-black scales.


    Divine King bloodline, offspring of Zeus!


    Good! Very good! Let her be my first meal upon awakening!


    Hippomenes slightly raised his hand; in the astrolabe, several followers of the Hermes Cult who stood stunned let out eerie screams as twisted Artificial Life Forms burst out of their flesh and crawled out.


    "You, bring her back!"


    "Roar~!"


    Dozens of Artificial Life Forms growled in acknowledgment and leaped from the Astrological Observatory, their outstretched arms forming a thin membrane of wings, gliding them towards the courtyard still untouched by the formation of refinement.


    Watching his hunters depart, Hippomenes suppressed the hunger in his belly and sat contently on the altar, continuing to absorb the bizarre red tide that fell from the heavens, the life essence within him climbing higher and higher, and the red and black scales increasingly solidifying and spreading across his skin.


    ~~


    "Be careful!"


    In front of the courtyard, Helen quickly pulled a little girl who had fallen by the roadside behind her, raising her magic wand high, she unleashed a Cursed Bullet and blasted a leaping skeleton into a heap of fragments.


    "Thank... Thank you... You''re a good person..."


    The girl''s mother rushed over and embraced her daughter excitedly, continuously thanking Helen incoherently.


    "Don''t talk so much, get inside the house!"


    Helen urged hastily, her forehead sweating profusely as she gazed at the dozens of skeletons attracted by the commotion on the streets, her hand gripping the magic wand also trembling slightly.


    Due to the unexpected dangerous level of the Beast Disaster, her brothers absolutely refused to take her to the Arcadian Mountains, so before they departed, they requested that she stay in the safer city, and to ensure their own safety, they also set up a protective spell around the small courtyard.


    Although Helen was somewhat unwilling, she obediently stayed in the yard, waiting for her brothers and that respected adult to triumphantly return.


    But the process was so dull that she inadvertently fell asleep.


    And when she awoke, she found that the entire Royal City had changed beyond recognition, the so-called safe area had suddenly become fraught with danger.


    If it hadn''t been for the protective spell outside, might she also have lain on the ground outside, robbed of her spirituality by the bizarre Magic Array above?


    In the aftermath of her shock, Helen glanced at the thin layer of golden glow at the very outer edge of the door and slightly furrowed her brows.


    Strange, the aura of this magic array didn''t seem like her brothers'', but rather...


    "Help, help me!"


    While Helen immersed herself in thought, several panicked cries for help came from the streets.


    A mother holding an infant was stumbling in her flight.


    And behind them, dozens of ghastly white skeletons were in relentless pursuit.


    Seeing this, Helen bit her silver teeth and shouted aloud.


    "Quick, come this way!"


    The mother in the distance heard this heavenly sound, her face lit up with joy, and immediately she quickened her pace, rushing towards the sanctuary emitting the golden glow.


    However, in her panic, the overly excited mother accidentally stepped into a deep pit in the ground, tripping and falling, and the infant in her swaddle began to cry loudly from the pain.


    Suddenly, the sound of bones rubbing densely against each other rang out, and Helen felt a chill crawl over her scalp.


    Perhaps, abandoning them was the best choice, but looking at the infant in the swaddle, Helen bit her silver teeth, clutching her magic wand and burst out of the front door, standing behind the mother and child, chanting a ritual curse to disperse the danger at high speed.


    A burst of pure white brilliance flashed, and a throng of hissing resentful spirits and reanimated corpses exploded loudly, turning into glittering dust that scattered with the wind.


    Unexpectedly, the ritual curse she had not mastered for so long had been comprehended at the critical moment.


    Helen wiped the sweat from her forehead and hurriedly pulled up the mother and child from the ground, preparing to retreat to the shelter behind her.


    However, accompanied by dozens of sharp explosions, creatures stacked like white wax fell from the sky, swinging arms turned into swords and spears, stabbing straight at her.


    Helen instinctively raised her magic wand, putting up a magic barrier.


    But the next moment...


    "Crack!"


    The sword-like arm with its crisp shattering sound easily penetrated through the magic barrier, aiming at her and the mother and child behind her.


    It''s over!


    Helen''s mind went blank, terror gripping her heart.


    "Boom!"


    At the last possible instant, a starlight fell, the earth shook, and smoke billowed up to the sky.


    The spreading white-hot starlight almost became the only color that filled her vision.


    "You are from dust, and to dust you shall return..."


    With the decree issued, accompanied by the elder''s compassion and the wise man''s sigh, soft white-hot rune patterns emanated ripples centered around the arriving figure.


    "Pop, pop, pop, pop!"


    In an instant, wherever the rune patterns passed, dozens of artificial life forms exploded violently.


    At the same time, the filthy muck on the ground was also washed away, and the torn earth was stitched back together.


    Everything was restored to its original state.

 Chapter 488 27 The King is the Nation! (4.5k)

    Survivors of a catastrophe.


    Helen woke with a start from her trance, her nose tingling, she buried her head in the embrace of the figure before her, venting her fear and excitement.


    "I thought I might never see you again!"


    "It''s all right, it''s all right..."


    Luo En gently patted the girl''s back, comforting her softly, then looked up towards the distant courtyard.


    Dozens of commoners, both old and young, clutched kitchen utensils and farming tools they had picked up, standing tentatively at the open door, wishing to come out in groups to help.


    "Did you save these people?" Luo En asked, shifting Helen''s attention.


    "Not really..." Helen replied softly, then realizing the situation was too public, hurriedly stood up from Luo En''s arms, and said with a tinge of shyness, "I saw they had nowhere to go and it was dangerous outside, so I let them in to take shelter."


    Suddenly, a look of trepidation appeared on the girl''s face.


    "I didn''t stay inside as told, and even let strangers in, you won''t blame me, will you?"


    "How could we? In times of emergency, you have to make quick decisions. You did well, and we are proud of you!"


    Luo En smiled slightly, raised his hand to ruffle Helen''s drooping little head, responding with gravity.


    No matter how Helen was judged in her original fate, at this moment, her deeds made her worthy of her demigod heritage, as well as a hero''s status.


    The fact that she stood up at the crucial moment to help the weak with her strength was enough for Luo En to completely revise his opinion of this woman, who he had previously regarded as a calamity, and to gain respect for her.


    Flattered by the praise from the one she admired, Helen''s face flushed red.


    Just as the girl was mustering the courage to share more of her feelings with the person before her, the grating sound of bone friction once again filled the air.


    At the same time, the corner of the blood-red cloud in the sky that had been torn apart came together and began to swirl again.


    "The Royal Palace Astrological Observatory! The convergence point is there!"


    Atalanta jumped down from the eaves and conveyed her observations to Luo En.


    Luo En nodded, then his expression turned serious as he gave Helen his instructions.


    "Take these clear-headed people into that courtyard. I''ve set up a protective spell inside; it will be very safe. So without my permission, don''t come out!"


    "Okay!"


    Helen, holding her magic wand, nodded earnestly.


    At this moment, the girl finally understood where the golden light that blocked out external corruption at the door had come from.


    He really does care about me!


    Feeling the delicate care released invisibly by the other party, and under the influence of the heroism and rescue, Helen''s heart overflowed with sweetness, and her self-conquest progressed further.


    "You go and do what you need to; I will protect them here!"


    The girl stood tall, clutching her still sweat-dampened magic wand, solemnly making a promise to leave a better impression on her beloved.


    "Be careful then," Luo En said, nodding to Helen and watching as several people entered the small courtyard safely.


    This simple courtesy turned Helen''s pretty face even redder as she determinedly chose to enter last, her resolute expression bearing a tinge of willingness to embrace death.


    Unfortunately, Luo En clearly had no mood to pay much attention to Helen''s nuances, and once he made sure everyone was safe, he decisively left with Atalanta towards the center of the city, to Arcadia Royal Palace.


    Standing alone by the courtyard door, Helen watched the two figures walking side by side, shielding each other, her eyes filled with envy and longing.


    ~~


    At this very moment, because the Arcadia Royal City''s foundation had been twisted by the grand ritual spell of astrology, the entire city was gradually being transformed into the Netherworld.


    Dense skeletons and patrolling spirits crawled out of the cracks in the ground, attempting to hunt living beings to fill the void of death within them.


    "Back off!"


    With a cold shout, a white blaze burst into flames around Luo En, and waves of light ripples spread outward.


    All skeletons and spirits that touched these ripples came to a halt, the deathly aura surrounding them dissipating as snow before the sun, melting away instantly. The hateful and frenzied spirits also became calmer under the influence of the light.


    Amid the pure white light, what they saw is unknown, but their lips curled into a contented and joyful smile, as their last lingering regrets drifted away with the wind.


    As Luo En and Atalanta passed through the streets, the skeletons and spirits behind them crumbled away, merging back into the grey-black mist of death.


    All things must return to dust, and to the earth.


    Before long, Luo En''s forceful path-opening led them swiftly to the gates of the Royal Palace.


    However, the landmark building of Arcadia had been completely transformed.


    The dark red and turbid yellow Stygian waters flowed over the ground and buildings in manners that defied the laws of physics, twining and surging.


    Faces twisted with malice boiled and screamed within the water and mist, as if welcoming the coming of their king.


    So noisy!


    Luo En scoffed, spear in hand, swung forward, and the bronze gate made of steel shattered like tofu. The Stygian Water and Netherworld spirits wrapped around it dissipated into nothing.


    But in the next moment, dozens of the Divine Blood Guard, clad in bronze armor and armed with spears and shields, leaped from beyond the door, issuing a mad roar in unison.


    "Immortality!"


    "Immortality!!"


    "Immortality!!!"


    Luo En swept a glance over them, noticing the swollen, deformed limbs, and the deathly aura under the armor. He shook his head to Atalanta, signaling a warning.

 Chapter 489 27: The King is the State! (4.5k)_2

    "The aura of death enters the body, the spark of life is extinguished, no hope of salvation..."


    Atalanta got the hint and immediately raised the sky-reaching bow, pulled the bowstring to its limit, and shot out a dense barrage of arrows forward.


    "Puff puff puff puff!"


    The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh was incessant, and the squadrons of Divine Blood Guards that pounced forward were immediately turned into porcupines.


    But whether they were shot in the head or had their hearts destroyed, none of the Divine Blood Guards fell; instead, they charged toward the two intruders who had stepped into the Royal Palace, wielding their weapons with arrows stuck all over their bodies.


    Upon seeing this, Luo En hurriedly raised his hand and chanted runes, attempting to disperse these charging immortal monsters.


    However, the Purification Divine Words, which were supposed to be highly effective against departed souls, were now proving to be almost futile.


    "Immortality!"


    "Immortality!!"


    "Immortality!!!"


    The frenzied Divine Blood Guards shouted at the top of their lungs, wildly swinging their weapons.


    "Can''t be killed? What''s going on?"


    Atalanta leaped to dodge two feathered arrows and a spear, and approached Luo En with furrowed brows, asking for an explanation.


    Luo En swung his long spear, and the fierce burst of spear light instantly sliced two charging Divine Blood Guards into dozens of pieces.


    The chunks of flesh that fell to the ground did not bleed at all; instead, filament-like tendrils extended from the surfaces of the cuts, carrying the chunks of flesh and wriggling toward a common direction, reassembling into a complete body.


    Seeing this, Luo En thrust his spear forward, slicing the most central piece of flesh into even smaller parts.


    A tiny, dark red crystal, attached to flesh threads and small as dust, was revealed before his eyes, flickering dimly and brightly.


    At the same time, the surrounding flesh seemed to sense a special command, wriggling collectively toward the dark red crystal.


    "It''s the Philosopher''s Stone! They''ve all been implanted with the Philosopher''s Stone, and with the catalysis of the aura of death, although their souls have been eradicated, their bodies have become undying!"


    Luo En said somberly, the answer emerging in his mind, his eyes flickering with a deadly glint.


    This so-called Spiritual Medicine granted people immortality while also turning them into monsters blindly struggling for life.


    It surpassed death but also desecrated life.


    It seems that the person behind this wanted to do more than just use the Beast Tide to eliminate humanity on the surface and offer sacrifices to Demon Ancestor Typhon for divine favors; they also planned to use the Philosopher''s Stone to turn Arcadia into a testing ground and personally create an army of the undying!


    "Move aside!"


    Luo En pulled Atalanta behind him, sighed as he saw the Divine Blood Guards rushing toward them, and slowly gathered the spear of nation-building, deep in contemplation.


    "The brilliance, to this point!"


    In an instant, a surging silver-white Aether Storm formed under the impetus of the [Flame] Authority, turning into a fierce burning gale sweeping in all directions, instantly melting the Divine Blood Guards on the square and the Philosopher''s Stones within them into ashes.


    To the warriors who still stood their ground until the last moment, may you rest here in eternal sleep.


    Amidst the snow-like scattering ashes, Luo En murmured, beckoned to Atalanta, and prepared to continue their advance toward the Astrological Observatory inside the Royal Palace.


    However, just as the two of them took a step forward, a piercing slicing sound came from the surrounding air, and several interwoven silver flashes struck.


    "Puff puff puff puff!"


    The silver in midair narrowly missed the two dodging figures and sliced the two columns on the square into several segments.


    Taking advantage of the smokescreen spreading around, Atalanta caught sight of the true nature of these silver flashes.


    They were threads of silver as fine as cow hair, seemingly fragile, yet incredibly tough and sharp.


    Moreover, it seemed like these things were alive?


    Just as this doubt flashed through Atalanta''s mind, several silver threads crisscrossed through the air, depicting a complex outline. They intertwined and merged, forming a complex three-dimensional object as if crafted from interwoven vines, complete with fierce wings, a beak, and sharp claws.


    It was a silver wire art piece, delicately crafted in the shape of a giant eagle.


    "Chir-chir!"


    The peculiar creation made a high-pitched screeching sound like a metal blade cutting through, darting forward like arrows, its razor-sharp beak and claws aimed at the two people in the square.


    Luo En stamped his right foot on the ground fiercely, and the magic power burst forth, dispersing the silver eagle.


    But in the next moment, those falling silver threads, following whispers from afar, reassembled into the form of an eagle and attacked again.


    The cat ears atop Atalanta''s head twitched slightly, and she immediately looked at several thick columns on the distant corridor.


    "It''s an Alchemist from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, behind the columns! Leave it to me!"


    Luo En nodded, crossing the long spear in front of his chest with both hands.


    Atalanta took the cue, leaped onto the spear shaft, crouched, then, using it as leverage, she burst forth like a cannonball, breaking through the blockade of the silver eagle, and charged onto the corridor, firing several arrows in quick succession at the Alchemists hiding behind the columns.


    The Alchemists who were caught off guard at close range were pierced into porcupines, firmly pinned against the wall.


    Learning from the example of the Divine Blood Guard, Atalanta didn''t aim for one-shot kills; she aimed to damage their vital parts and pin them down, restricting their movements.


    The tactic proved effective. The constrained Alchemists were rendered immobile, only capable of uttering impotent roars.


    At the same time, their abdomens began to wriggle, as if creatures made of white wax were trying to emerge from their flesh.


    However, Atalanta, who had slaughtered her way from the start of the corridor to the end, turned around calmly. She looked at the glowing arrows on the Alchemists, clenched her fist suddenly.

 Chapter 490 27: The King is the State! (4.5k)_3

    "Bang bang bang bang!"


    In an instant, arrows inscribed with Burst Runes exploded violently, blasting the alchemists and the artificial life forms brewing within them into a mess of flesh on the ground.


    Seeing that composed figure handle the situation, Luo En nodded in relief, stepped over the scattered silver threads, and entered the Royal Palace''s grand hall with Atalanta.


    Passing through here would lead them directly to the Astrological Observatory behind.


    At that moment, the dim grand hall was eerily silent.


    A figure clad in fine clothes and wearing a lopsided golden crown leaned on the throne, his head buried, his body trembling incessantly as if enduring some pain.


    And at the moment someone stepped into the grand hall, the figure on the throne suddenly raised his head, his eyes red as he roared.


    "Medicine! Give me the medicine!"


    Looking at that old face under which countless worms seemed to be moving, Luo En pondered thoughtfully and pulled out the fragment of the Philosopher''s Stone he had picked up from the scene of Hippomenes''s escape.


    "Is this what you want?"


    "Medicine, medicine! Give it to me!"


    Upon seeing the fragment of the Philosopher''s Stone, the King of Arcadia suddenly stood up excitedly, attempting to rush forward and snatch it.


    "Bang!"


    However, before the King of Arcadia could get close, Atalanta kicked him away in anger, then drew her bow, aiming an arrow ready to launch at the king''s forehead.


    "So it was you, the one who conspired with that bastard Hippomenes!"


    The commander''s appointment before departing, Hippomenes''s betrayal, the extinguishing of the Sacred Flame at the Moon Goddess Temple, the dangerous Grand Ritual Spell casually executed within the city...


    And now, the King of Arcadia''s desperate desire for the fragment of the Philosopher''s Stone, the answer wasn''t hard to guess.


    ��To overcome old age and death is a temptation hard to resist for mortals.


    ��And the higher the emperor''s position, the more they fail to see beyond this.


    Of course, fearing death is not shameful.


    What Atalanta couldn''t tolerate was that for his own survival, the man before her had dragged all of Arcadia into the abyss, sacrificing countless lives in the process.


    "Just for this so-called medicine? For this thing?"


    Atalanta grabbed the fragment of the Philosopher''s Stone from Luo En''s hand and furiously rebuked the culprit before her.


    "Do you deserve the people of Arcadia? Do you deserve the warriors who died because of you?"


    The King of Arcadia''s chaotic mind regained a bit of clarity, furiously defending himself.


    "What do you know? Everything I did was for Arcadia! I have waited for so many years without a son to inherit my throne! If I fall now, the royal bloodline and its legacy will end with me, so I absolutely cannot die!"


    It seemed as though he was venting his repressed grievances, or perhaps trying to persuade himself and the girl from Arcadia in front of him at this moment, the King of Arcadia extended his gaunt hand, commanding firmly.


    "The king is the nation! As long as I live, Arcadia will continue to exist in the world! Their sacrifices will not be in vain, both I and Arcadia will remember their contributions, if you truly care for Arcadia, give me the medicine!"


    As the King of Arcadia looked at her expectantly, Atalanta extended her hand.


    Then, she loosened her fingers, dropped it to the ground, and crushed it underfoot, scoffing disdainfully.


    "No one should sacrifice for your cowardice, and if the survival of Arcadia relies on someone like you, it''s better for this nation to be destroyed!"


    Watching his desired Spiritual Medicine turn into powder, the last bit of sanity in the King of Arcadia was completely shattered, and he could no longer contain his rage, his face contorting as he bellowed.


    "You''re courting death!"


    Along with the sounds of bones displacing, the King of Arcadia''s aged body swelled up like an inflated balloon, his flesh expanding, and his limbs distorting until he transformed into a three-meter tall monster.


    Is this what you sought in "Immortality"?


    Atalanta sneered disdainfully, raised her bow of the heavens, and aimed the icy arrow at the King of Arcadia''s head, ready to slay the tyrant who had brought calamity to his homeland.


    However, just as she was about to release the arrow, a hand held it down, and a deep voice came from beside her ear.


    "He can die, but you shouldn''t be the one to do it."


    "Why?"


    Atalanta looked at her teacher beside her, her face full of confusion.


    "Because, he is your father..."


    Luo En sighed helplessly, summoned the Spear of Nation Founding, and rose to his feet.


    "Let me do it."

 Chapter 491 28 Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)

    Actually, based on Commander Hippomenes'' defection during the Beast Disaster and a series of previous mysteries, Luo En had begun to suspect the King of Arcadia.


    With the Royal City succumbing in the blink of an eye, the answer was on the verge of revealing itself.


    ��The King of Arcadia, even if not the mastermind, was undeniably complicit in this catastrophe!


    Although Luo En could decide the King of Arcadia''s fate on his own, after all, he was Atalanta''s biological father.


    To consider his student''s feelings and to avoid any estrangement between them, Luo En chose to bring her along to personally inform her of the truth she deserved to know.


    And then, there was no need for the farce of a father-daughter confrontation to unfold; it was better to leave that task to her teacher.


    Just as Luo En made up his mind, preparing to confront the aberrant King of Arcadia, his shoulder was heavily clutched by a hand, and a deep voice rose in his ear.


    "Teacher, let me do it!"


    "He is your father..."


    "I know."


    Atalanta nodded, took a deep breath, and looked indifferently toward the twisted, swollen figure on the dais.


    "So what? As a father, he gave me life but did not raise me; as a monarch, he ruled the people but did not love them... In any role I face him, I owe him nothing!"


    "So..."


    "I will end him with my own hands!"


    Atalanta stepped forward, bow of the heavens in hand, lost in solemn thought.


    "Since this disaster began with him, let it end with him as well. To resolve the Beast Disaster and to send him off respectfully on his last journey, that''s the only thing I, as a daughter and an Arcadian, can do for him at this moment."


    At Luo En''s hesitation,


    "Are you sure?"


    "Don''t worry, I am the one taught by you and Lady Artemis, and I''m not that fragile."


    Atalanta patted her chest, revealing a radiant smile, seemingly unaffected by the revelation of her identity.


    Watching his student''s determined gaze, the heart that Luo En had been carrying all the way finally settled, and he felt an old sense of relief.


    If one were to seek a moral theme in the Age of Greek Gods, the "Oedipus complex" would certainly have its place.


    Gods parted from Chaos and nurtured the rebirth of the world; Kronos overthrew Uranus to establish the order of the Titans, and Zeus overthrew Kronos, bringing glory to Olympus...


    In the world of Western mortals, "patricide" is also a cultural rite of passage. Through "patricide," an individual moves towards independence, achieving self-transformation. Of course, this "patricide" does not only mean physically killing one''s father but also symbolizes rebellion against authority and order.


    Luo En had assumed that Atalanta would be troubled by her identity at this critical moment and feel lost, which is why he wanted to personally do the deed, to cut the chains off his student.


    Little did he expect, he had underestimated his student.


    This girl had grown up.


    The King of Arcadia may not have gotten the heroic son he wished for, but he had a daughter who surpassed many male heroes.


    Luo En sighed with emotion and left parting advice before leaving.


    "Then be careful on your own, and if something''s not right, don''t force it, and don''t forget that I''m here."


    Atalanta nodded lightly, watching her teacher cross the great hall and head towards another battlefield.


    At that moment, perhaps due to the obsession in his heart or the whispers in his ear, the aberrant King of Arcadia lifted his muscled, knotted head, his murky eyes gazing upon Atalanta in the arena, mumbling.


    "Daughter? You are that abomination? You''re still alive?"


    "Surprised? So am I..."


    Atalanta sneered, shaking her head, then earnestly addressed the so-called "father" below.


    "Thank you for giving me life, but what I''m more grateful for��is that you abandoned me."


    "?"


    "He has been good to me, and, compared to you, he''s more deserving of being my ''father'' and more worthy of my allegiance."


    Atalanta looked up at the figure rushing towards another battle at the end of the palace, drawing the bow of the heavens, the cold arrow aimed at the tyrant below, lost in solemn thought.


    "Come on! Don''t keep me too long, because I don''t want him to fight alone up ahead."


    "Roar!"


    The King of Arcadia, gradually losing his human form, furiously rose and lunged at his daughter, who brought him shame and resentment.


    The battle between father and daughter, king and citizen, thus erupted!


    ~~


    At this moment, in front of the Astrological Observatory,


    Blood red rain began to fall from the sky, the molten-like red-black Divine Liquid drenching the Royal City, constantly branching out into mycelium-like red-black lines, and visibly eroding and transforming this land''s essence into the Netherworld.


    Countless surging breaths of death and forcefully extracted spirits'' lights coalesced into a hundred-headed dragon in the sky, roaring incessantly.


    Above the flickering light of the astrological pattern, Hermes Cultists and Cult of Erebus worshippers saw this scene, their faces lit with obsessed and fanatical smiles, their gazes growing dull and reverent as if beholding the monarch they served.


    How pitch-black! How magnificent! How invincible!


    "Gods, arise!"


    As the worshipers'' minds wavered, they raised their arms, chanting and cheering in unison like marionettes, offering up all they had to the lord of the Abyss.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Dozens of bodies crumbled and burst, turning into mists of blood, flowing back into the sky, staining the brilliant starlight scarlet.


    In the center of the Astrological Observatory, the figure bathed in blood and sacrifice raised its hands into the void, pulling the starlight and the life spirits from the heavens into its body, throwing back its head in a hearty and exhilarating laugh.

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    "Immortality! Immortality!! I have achieved immortality!!!"


    "Swoosh!"


    A crimson streak tore through the air, a spear resembling a withered branch thrust toward the figure''s face.


    Sensing danger, two claws covered in red and black luminescent scales immediately struck out in resistance.


    Accompanied by a sharp clanging of metal, the figure was blasted dozens of meters away by the immense impact force carried by the spear.


    The spear, too, wailed as it flew backward, landing in a hand covered with luminescent cracks.


    "Neither human nor ghost, what should I call you?"


    Luo En walked through the blood-red curtain of rain, scrutinizing the half-dragon, half-human monster covered in red and black luminescent scales, and sneered.


    "Hippomenes? Or Typhon?"


    That demon progenitor was no philanthropist, willing to devour even his own progeny mercilessly to be revived, let alone the humans he considered insects.


    Thus, from the moment Hippomenes was corrupted by Typhon''s divinity, he had no choice but to become the flesh vessel for Typhon''s descent.


    At that moment, the half-dragon monster scoffed at the words.


    "I am one of the Hundred Heads, and crushing these ants on the ground doesn''t even require my full strength!"


    "So it''s not Typhon himself descending? That makes things much easier..."


    Before the words finished, behind Luo En the halo turned, and under the triple blessings of the [Goat], [Flame], and [White Horse], his body shot forward like a bolt of lightning, his nation-founding spear stirring up layers of blazing white flames.


    The half-dragon incarnation of Typhon swung his claws, creating arcs that tore through the air, thick cold death washing over like a tide attempting to extinguish the fiery spear''s edge that struck.


    For a moment, light patterns flashed chaotically, marble paving of the square shattered piece by piece, and the continuous clanging of metal resonated non-stop.


    "Boom!"


    After a hundred-odd moves, a thunderous explosion sounded, the ground sunk dozens of meters, and web-like cracks spread for several kilometers.


    As the dust settled, the battlefield where they exchanged blows looked like the scarred surface of the moon.


    The half-dragon incarnation of Typhon had its head shattered, its body impaled through the chest by the nation-founding spear, pinned against a broken column, swinging slightly like a doll hung on a tree.


    Although Luo En had successfully killed his opponent, he too was far from unscathed.


    In the fight, a claw strike tore his chest clothing, blood flowed freely, several broken ribs were exposed, almost revealing the squirming organs inside.


    Taking a deep breath, Luo En painfully pushed the protruding ribs back into his chest cavity and stood up with difficulty, his eyes solemnly fixed on the beheaded corpse before him.


    Just then, countless red and black luminescent streams, replete with immense vitality, surged from the opponent''s neck, intertwining and merging at a visible speed to sketch out the original contour of the head.


    [Philosopher''s Stone]!


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and immediately raised his hand forward, activating the Authority of [Flame] and [White Horse].


    In an instant, blazing white flames swept over Typhon''s incarnation, roasting every inch of his skin, every strand of his flesh.


    But even so, that burnt body, looking like a lump of charcoal, was visibly regenerating and healing at an incredible pace.


    "Bang bang bang bang!"


    Meanwhile, blood mist erupted repeatedly on the streets of the city, dozens of unconscious Arcadians reduced to mush on the ground.


    Luo En''s heart sank, causing him to momentarily stop manipulating his Authority.


    In the blink of an eye, the charred figure on the column shed its outer black husk, revealing pale, newly formed flesh, even the exploded head had returned to its original state.


    But pain! All over, pain!


    With the spear''s fiery blaze flowing, his skin burnt, bones groaned, blood boiled, organs trembled; an unprecedented agony surged into his mind like millions of red-hot iron needles piercing into his skull, constantly agitating Typhon''s incarnation''s nerves.


    He forcefully suppressed his body''s twitching, grinning viciously at his opponent across from him.


    "Heh, you are indeed strong, but this body holds the vitality of tens of thousands from the city. To kill me, you''d have to let everyone in the city die first!"


    Luo En frowned, finding this troublesome.


    The Old Gods do not rely on human faith and were imprisoned in the depths of the Netherworld because of the dreams created by humans.


    Hence, their actions are naturally unrestricted, nor do they need to concern themselves with human life and death.


    Typhon took advantage of this, turning the entire population of the Arcadia Royal City into his amulet. For the New Gods to tackle him, if they cared about worship, they would inevitably hesitate to act.


    This old rascal is not only powerful but also shrewd, truly deserving as the progenitor of demons who even tricked Zeus.


    At that moment, the incarnation of Typhon noticed his opponent''s hesitation, his gaze sweeping over the light cracks nearly covering the opponent, and also noticing his still not fully healed chest, and spoke mockingly.


    "Looks like, you might not last that long."


    "You can try..."


    Luo En stepped forward swiftly, charging directly at Typhon without wasting words, seemingly opting for hand-to-hand combat.


    At this juncture, Typhon''s incarnation nailed to the column saw the closing gap to just three steps away, suddenly raised his head, malevolence glaring in his eyes, lifted his hand to pull out the nation-founding spear impaling his chest, throwing it behind him, and ferociously swept his claws toward the figure now within arm''s reach.


    Thinking close combat would let you win? Fool!


    However, the figure before him seemed to have anticipated this as he suddenly accelerated, and before the enraged Typhon''s incarnation could strike, he felt a whirl.


    "Boom!"


    In the middle of a crater as if struck by a meteorite, the demon progenitor''s incarnation was mercilessly slammed onto the ground by a pale hand gripping his throat��a tragic sight.

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    "The response was enough, but unfortunately, this body still limited your capabilities."


    "So what? Can you kill me?"


    Typhon, in his incarnation, sneered disdainfully, his eyes full of provocation.


    Luo En smiled without replying, gripped the slender neck with his right hand, tightening it inch by inch, while he serenely chanted,


    "Proclaim


    I govern slaughter, I govern life.


    What I wound, I also heal.


    None beyond my grasp,


    None beyond my gaze.


    Entrust yourself to me, learn from me, abide in me..."


    As his chant resonated like a sacred song, streams of milky light gathered, flowing into the body of Typhon''s incarnation, bringing an indescribable burning sensation.


    He felt as if countless red and black light streams inside him were boiling uncontrollably, seething like boiling water, and suddenly his complexion changed.


    "What have you done?"


    "Naturally, I prayed for you and blessed you..."


    Luo En spoke serenely, his smile growing more radiant.


    For God, to herd the masses, to guide the way, he acts as the Shepherd.


    For God, to sustain order, to annihilate the fanatic, he serves as the Enforcer.


    The image of the deities is often multifaceted.


    Besides battling, prayer and comforting spirits were also his old trades.


    Beneath the gentle and profound chant,


    Typhon''s form curled up in the crater, his body sweating profusely, convulsing continuously, his confused consciousness becoming more chaotic, the burdened body nearing the brink of collapse.


    How could this be?


    Incredible thoughts emerged in his mind as his agony intensified.


    "In the moment of rest, never forget to chant, to pray, to remember me..."


    Amidst the chaos, the ethereal and holy chant, like the Muses'' singing, reached his ears.


    "By my lightness, relieve all burdens..."


    Accompanied by an unreal sensation of drawing away, Typhon''s incarnation felt the countless intricate voices and consciousnesses within him drift apart, frightened souls seemingly crossing through darkness, ascending in endless light, eventually immersing in the pure white Holy Spring, undergoing the baptism of life.


    Warm, comfortable...


    They vaguely felt that the dark shackles were no more, guided were their confused souls.


    All pain, all burdens, were wrapped and dissolved in this light, this warmth...


    In the midst of it all, they seemed to see trees swaying in the breeze, the Sprites of Light dancing gently around themselves, the Sage walking on the grass, softly taking their arms, humming cradle-song-like syllables, leading them through the valley of the shadow of death to the eternal paradise.


    We seem to have seen that Shepherd, seen the Master...


    Lord, have mercy!


    The lambs gathered at the shepherd''s feet, calling out and pleading for help.


    Feeling countless consciousnesses about to burst forth, Typhon''s incarnation wore an incredulous expression.


    How could this be? How could he possess such a mighty authority over souls?


    With a glance upward from the corner of his eye, Typhon''s incarnation saw a black skull mark on the back of Luo En''s hand and cursed angrily.


    Mark of the Dead! Damn you, Hades!


    At that moment, Luo En, looking at Typhon''s incarnation now wrapped in milky white light, slowly recited the declaration''s final words.


    "Eternal Life, begotten from life, offered from death.


    For your sin, anointed and marked.


    Forgiveness is immediate, justified by my incarnation.


    ��I shall have mercy on this sad soul!"


    The divine word''s echo lingered in Typhon''s ears, as a vast expanse of pure white light gradually disintegrated the "Immortal" body inch by inch, guiding numerous trapped souls, flowing back into the city.


    "You can''t change anything! Nor can you save these insects! I will return, leading all beasts, to slaughter and devour your flock!"


    Typhon roared with resentment, but as the vessel disintegrated, his consciousness could only be washed away with the light, sent back into the boundless darkness of Hades.


    Watching the ashes scatter with the wind, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the Nation-forging Spear beside him, and slowly climbed the ruined Astrological Observatory, looking towards the city.


    As Typhon was repressed again, the blood rain had ceased, and all abnormal phenomena vanished.


    The fiery red sun rose, piercing the night with the dawn''s light, spreading over the land,


    And the city, previously submerged in darkness, woke up like a crying baby from its swaddling.


    "Wow~~"


    A baby''s loud cry echoed from a cradle somewhere on the street.


    People, like waking from a dream, got up from the ground, looking around bewildered yet thankful.


    Luo En stood watching everything unfold, a smile appearing on his face.


    "What a delight, praise be, this joyful life��!"


    In a murmuring whisper, the majestic deity fell from the high platform as a swift figure like a spirit cat dashed forward and tightly embraced the Shepherd of the Mortal World, the human Father God.

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    The morning sun penetrated the gap of the window, casting light into a quiet bedroom.


    Accompanied by a muffled murmur, Luo En on the bed slowly awoke, opening his eyes to look at the ceiling above.


    Hmm, a strange ceiling.


    Looking around, Luo En found the room he was in had a warm tone, with a distinct feminine style.


    The wall had a painting of swans playing in the water and cute little sculptures on the windowsill, reflecting the homeowner''s unspoiled sense of childlike joy. Several illuminated fluorite stones were even intentionally arranged in a star-shaped geometric pattern. The thick mattress beneath him and a set of soft and silky velvet bedding made this an ideal place for rest.


    Feeling the movement in the bed, a little head that had been soundly asleep at the edge of the bed suddenly emerged from the soft bedding and looked at Luo En with surprise.


    "You finally woke up!"


    Seeing the uncontrollably excited Helen, Luo En''s heart warmed, and he nodded with a smile, asking,


    "How long have I been unconscious?"


    "For three months now."


    Helen spoke solemnly, her eyes filled with fear.


    "After the anomaly in the Royal City disappeared, Sister Atalanta carried you back from the Royal Palace, but you have been unconscious, and your body seemed like it was about to crack open, looking so terrifying..."


    Luo En listened quietly, roughly understanding the circumstances.


    He had overused his extraordinary Authority during the battle with Typhon''s Incarnation at the Astrological Observatory, resulting in his body nearly collapsing under the strain.


    Fortunately, Atalanta, who had dealt with the King of Arcadia, arrived in time, bringing him to this cottage and entrusting Helen with his care. She herself had rushed to the Arcadian Mountains to back up teammates resisting the Beast Disaster, eventually succeeding in bringing most of the Subjugators back to the city.


    After three months of recovery, the cracks in Luo En''s body had mostly healed, and his consciousness had revived.


    Everything had come to a satisfactory conclusion.


    "Bang!"


    Just as Luo En was nodding to himself, a dull roar came from outside the window, causing the windows to tremble slightly.


    He tensed up, frowning as he asked,


    "What was that sound?"


    "Oh, it seems to be the defensive weapons those Alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector concocted."


    Helen responded casually, her face showing she was used to it as she added,


    "Although the Temple was destroyed and the main force of the Beast Disaster was eliminated, the influence of Typhon''s Divinity is still present. Those irritable Magic Beasts in the mountains come out from time to time, harassing nearby towns, so the confrontation between Arcadia and the Magic Beasts has not yet fully ended."


    While she was talking, several more dull roars and faint beast roars came through.


    Luo En, somewhat uneasy, immediately got out of bed and said, "Take me to see!"


    Helen obediently nodded, leading Luo En quickly toward the scene.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in the Royal City of Arcadia, north wall.


    Hundreds of Magic Beasts passed through the wilderness, kicking up a swirling dust cloud as they charged towards the human-populated Royal City of Arcadia.


    Looking out, in addition to familiar faces like magic wolves, bipedal dragons, and Magical Pigs, there were a few two-headed dogs and Chimeras amongst them, mid to high-rank Magic Beasts with characteristics of Typhon''s Offspring.


    "Spiritual Liquid Cannon, all hatches, open!"


    "Adjust the elevation angle! Target acquired! Fire!"


    The green-haired cat-eared huntress standing on the ramparts seized the moment, immediately swinging her arm down to issue commands.


    Precious materials like lapis lazuli, obsidian, and Demon Crystals were loaded into the bronze cannons'' power slots by Alchemists and mages with expressions of pain etched on their faces.


    Then, burly warriors on either side turned the wheel, elevating the cannon''s angle, and filled the cannon''s muzzle engraved with Hermes Script with bronze giant arrows as thick as a baby''s arm.


    And under the synchronized chanting of Priests and Priestesses, the Spells on the cannon were activated. The weapon, blessed and enchanted, fired like worthless junk towards the outside of the city.


    En route, the disintegrating Runes triggered an intense Aether Tide.


    Dense beams of light sprayed out in all directions like swords piercing the sky, shredding several bipedal dragons into pieces.


    Amidst the dense thuds of piercing bodies and the pitiful cries of beasts, parts of Magic Beasts like dragon scales, bat wings, and chunks of flesh bloodily scattered onto the ground.


    In just a short moment, dozens of bipedal dragons were slaughtered.


    Watching from the shadows, Luo En, seeing Atalanta handling the situation with composure, nodded in satisfaction and then swept his gaze over the so-called city defense weapons and the young faces in the garrison wearing owl badges, immediately understanding the origins of these objects.


    The Spiritual Liquid Cannon, a technique of magical weaponry, had been learned by the civilization of Minos from the Bronze Giant, Talos, and had been installed in the Minos Fleet.


    After the sinking of Crete Island, this technology reached Athens and could be researched at the Academy of Athens.


    Clearly, the replication of these items had significant contributions from the students of the Academy of Athens and the Alchemists of the Hermes Sector.


    Humans, indeed a species tenacious to the extreme.


    As Luo En reflected, the Magic Beasts had already reached the base of the city.


    But having lost their aerial combat units, these strength-reliant beasts could only attack the multi-reinforced high walls with physical might alone.


    Arcadian Soldiers and Divine Blood Heroes from various city-states, positioned at strategic points, formed tight Spartan phalanxes, calmly standing their ground with shields and spears raised.


    The Twin brothers, responsible for close combat, gauged the distance, their upturned mouths gradually revealing a cold smirk as one brother''s right hand violently swung down.

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    In an instant, nets woven from Magic Beast sinews, spears inscribed with Hermes Script, and grappling hooks smeared with poisonous Magic Potion were all fired furiously, binding and killing the Magic Beasts trying to climb the high walls and jump into the city.


    Following that, Atalanta shot an exploding arrow into the sky, and soon, from the watchtowers on the city walls, the trembling sounds of bowstrings were heard. Several waves of arrow rains were poured onto the Magic Beasts gathered around the perimeter of the walls.


    Among these, not only were there Exploding Arrows that would burst upon impact, but even deadlier were those arrows equipped with small bottles of poison meticulously crafted by various sects.


    The Magic Beasts that were sprinkled with these poisons outside the walls would immediately have their affected areas turn into pus and white bones.


    Even the city wall bricks, which were protected by various Curses, emitted sizzling noises and waves of white smoke rose up.


    With the breeze, the white smoke spread around, and the Magic Beasts began to feel dizzy, their purple-red veins indicating the spread of poison through their bloodstream to their hearts, causing a continuous flow of purplish-black blood from their orifices.


    "Open the gates! Raise the shields!"


    "Mages, apply the Protection Spell!"


    "Priests and Priestesses, prepare the disperse rituals!"


    The Twins seized the opportunity and commanded, charging out with their well-trained Sparta phalanx, finishing off the Magic Beasts sprawled outside the city, and then dragging these already dead Magic Beasts into the city for dissection.


    For humans, the bodies of Magic Beasts were considered an extremely valuable resource.


    If utilized well, this small-scale skirmish with the Magic Beasts would not only result in no losses for the humans but would actually bring in a hefty profit.


    As the situation settled down, Atalanta and Medea, who was mingled among the group of mages, then noticed Luo En in the corner, smiling and watching them,


    Both of them instantly rushed over, each giving him a big hug.


    "Teacher!"


    "Big Brother!"


    "Your Majesty the Queen, Your Majesty wait a moment..." Two priestesses from the Temple of the Moon Goddess hurriedly followed Atalanta, calling out to her with a face of reluctant expression.


    "Queen?" Luo En looked at his disciple with curiosity.


    Atalanta''s pretty face blushed, equally helpless.


    "They insisted on making me do it."


    "It was the decree of Goddess Artemis." The elder priestess corrected seriously, reiterating, "Moreover, your bloodline and identity have been authenticated by the Queen of Arcadia, and the people of Arcadia are also willing to support you to become the new queen of this country..."


    Luo En listened to the conversation from both sides and roughly understood the situation.


    Though the King of Arcadia had died, he had left a huge mess behind.


    In order to resolve the ensuing trouble and prevent their Holy Land from falling into the hands of others, Artemis, after learning about Atalanta''s royal bloodline, straightforwardly pushed forward her well-raised disciple Atalanta to the front, allowing her to inherit the throne and become the Queen of Arcadia.


    Although it was rare for women to be kings in Greece, at this very moment, Artemis was contending with Ares for the faith of the Amazons on Paradise Island.


    Since the Amazon tribe was precisely a group led by a queen, Atalanta''s ascendancy to the queenship was not considered an exception in Artemis''s eyes.


    Moreover, throughout her journey, Atalanta had smoothed over the Beast Disaster of Arcadia, interrupted the Royal City''s sacrifice ceremony, and rescued her allies as promised... Each of these achievements had already won the sincere admiration of both the Arcadians and foreigners who joined her in subduing the Magic Beasts.


    When one''s own strength and accomplishments reached a certain level, discrimination based on gender naturally became irrelevant.


    Thus, with the public endorsement by the Temple of the Moon Goddess, the staunch support of the Subjugators and the two Princes of Sparta, along with the personal authentication by the Queen of Arcadia, Atalanta naturally became the Queen of Arcadia.


    Initially, Atalanta, who disliked being bound by restrictions, did not want to accept the title, but since the aftermath of the Beast Disaster was not entirely resolved, for the land that had raised and nurtured her, Atalanta had to temporarily manage Arcadia''s defenses and focus on restoring order.


    But after successively defeating several aftershocks of the Beast Disaster, Atalanta''s reputation grew by the day, and after more than three months of adjustments, she was universally recognized as the new Queen of Arcadia.


    However, because Atalanta was a spokesperson for the Virgin Goddess Artemis, the priestesses from the Temple of the Moon Goddess did not wish for their queen to have an overly intimate relationship with the opposite sex, to avoid violating the oath of chastity to the Goddess.


    Irritated by this, Atalanta naturally showed no good face to those priestesses who constantly emphasized rules around her.


    "Alright, alright, you guys go back first. If you have any opinions, you can mention them to Goddess Artemis during the sacrifice time. If you still linger here, whoever loves being the queen can take over!"


    Upon hearing this, the priestesses could only grudgingly depart.


    Watching that group of old nanny-like figures leave her sight, Atalanta visibly perked up, tightly grasping her teacher''s arm with a chiding but light hum.


    "Teacher, when did you wake up? You didn''t even tell us."


    "Exactly!" Medea, clutching the other arm, chimed in.


    "Well, I came to see you guys as soon as I woke up." Luo En explained, then immediately brought out a witness, "Don''t believe it, you can ask Helen."


    "Ah?" Helen in the corner perked up, snapping back to reality and quickly nodded in response, "Oh, yes, that''s true."


    Hearing this, the two felt even happier and tightened their grip around the arm they were embracing.


    "Big Brother, not to hide it from you, Arcadia has really changed a lot during these three months of your coma."

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    "The Royal Palace and the Temple of the Moon Goddess have been renovated inside and out; they can serve as a sanctuary when necessary."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En urged with keen interest, "It looks like you''ve put a great deal of effort into this. I must take a good look."


    Watching the trio gathered together, laughing and talking, Helen felt a wave of sadness, being left out in the cold.


    Seeing that there was no room for her, the dispirited princess excused herself on the pretext of feeling unwell and left the scene.


    Luo En thought the other party was fatigued from caregiving, thanked her warmly, and then called the Twins to escort their sister back to rest.


    However, the certain individual, who turned his back to engage in jovial conversation with Atalanta and Medea, failed to notice the even more melancholic gaze of Helen as she departed.


    ~~


    "Bang!"


    After watching her brothers leave, Helen could no longer contain the resentment in her heart and slammed her room door shut with force.


    Why? It was me who stood guard for three months, it should have been me first!


    The young princess vented her frustration while mistreating the pillow in her embrace.


    But the more she did so, the more the scene of the three on the city walls, intimately together, floated through her mind.


    Finally, after tossing and turning in bed, Helen rose in a huff, clenched her fists in anger.


    No! I refuse to lose to them!


    Then, the girl hopped barefoot out of bed, took a deep breath, opened the Magic Circle Diagram, and three fragrant Golden Apples fell onto the plate.


    Staring at the mouthwatering Golden Divine Fruit before her, Helen swallowed hard, her face lit up with smugness.


    Hmph, I''ll let them have the daytime.


    But come night, with the treasure bestowed upon me by the God of Love, Aphrodite, I''ll surely snatch my beloved back!


    Thinking thus, Helen glanced at the newly-risen Sun outside her window and suddenly felt deflated.


    It''s still so long until nightfall; how will I endure this entire day?


    The disheartened princess looked around her room; her gaze soon settled on a bed someone had lain on, and her eyes began to sparkle.


    A moment later, Helen pounced onto the bed, hugging the velvet duvet tightly to her chest, buried her face into it, and took a deep breath of the lingering scent in the bedding, her face full of contentment as if her soul had been purified.


    "The scent, hehe, his scent..."


    The girl rubbed her flushed face against the duvet, her murmuring becoming more and more indistinct.


    ~~


    At nightfall, after wandering around the city for the day, the trio finally returned to the courtyard.


    Luo En took out some homemade nectar to relieve their fatigue and thirst, then sat aside, reminiscing about the news he had heard from the two during the day.


    Strictly speaking, the Beast Disaster extermination mission was far from perfect due to too many variables.


    Although the Temple of Typhon had been destroyed, and its will expelled, the second generation of Typhon''s Offspring created by him had spread across Greece, accompanying the Beast invasion.


    Now, news of Magic Beasts obstructing roads and harming people were already spreading through the neighboring city-states.


    This was a case of unjust misfortune for the first generation of Typhon''s Offspring, who were wrongly blamed in War God Mountain.


    But this was no bad thing; it was an opportunity for the second generation outside causing trouble to take the fall for those little fellows on War God Mountain, allowing them to lurk behind the scenes.


    Even, quietly doing bad deeds under the guise of Typhon''s name, they could just pin the blame on those second generation troublemakers.


    After calculating the pros and cons with a sly intention, Luo En felt a bit more pleased with himself.


    Meanwhile, Atalanta and Medea, having drunk several cups, felt their tummies rumble with hunger.


    Luo En, snapping back to reality, said with a chuckle.


    "Hungry? Alright then, it''s my turn to cook tonight, as a reward for your excellent performance over the past three months!"


    Upon hearing this, Atalanta and Medea instantly nodded with cheerfulness, their faces full of anticipation.


    Being regulars at War God Mountain, they knew all too well that their teacher and senior brother were deeply endowed with culinary skills passed down by the God of Stove, Hestia.


    However, since becoming the Chief God, this God of Wine had been busy with his duties and rarely cooked.


    Now the prospect of tasting his cooking excited both Atalanta and Medea.


    "Alright, I''ll go out to get some groceries; you two go next door to play with Helen. At mealtime, call her over too. She has had a hard time guarding me all this while."


    With a wave of his hand and a few parting words, Luo En set out to prepare for dinner.


    The Twins should have been invited too, but unfortunately, they had just received a hunter''s message and were leading a troop out of the city, heading to the Arcadian Mountains to deal with a fully-formed Beast Nest. It seemed the opportunity to entertain these two would have to wait.


    Watching Luo En leave, Medea and Atalanta, with nothing else to do, approached Helen''s door, tapped gently to socialize with the Spartan princess.


    But, after waiting a moment, there was no response from inside.


    Not there?


    The two were taken aback, and with their senses dulled by a slight buzz, they pushed open the half-closed door and entered the room, activating the illuminating Fluorite.


    To their surprise, Helen was inside, deep in slumber, clinging to a duvet.


    The flushed girl on the bed was rubbing her cheek against the velvet duvet, her legs clenching and straightening at intervals, while murmuring unclearly in her sleep, seemingly caught in the midst of a delightful dream.


    Medea poked Atalanta''s arm and whispered,


    "Should we wake her up?"


    "Shh!"


    Atalanta gestured for silence and shook her head softly.


    "She has been by the teacher''s bedside for three months, she must be exhausted. Let her rest well. Plus, it''s still early for dinner, no rush."


    Medea nodded in agreement and was about to quietly leave with Atalanta when their eyes were irresistibly drawn to three shiny golden apples on the table.


    They smell so good...


    ~~


    "Creak~ Creak~~"


    Noises resembling gnawing rodents gnashing their teeth reached their ears, and Helen, who was sound asleep with her head under the covers, woke up annoyed and opened her eyes.


    She was so close, so close to finishing her coming-of-age ceremony.


    And the main character was that very person she''d been longing for.


    "Creak~ Creak~~"


    The familiar gnawing sounds came again, and Helen, now angry, immediately threw off the covers and glared at the two people causing the noise.


    "What are you two doing in the middle of the night?"


    Atalanta and Medea, who were sitting at the table, stopped their chewing and looked apologetic.


    "Did we wake you up? Sorry..."


    "These apples smelled too good, we couldn''t resist..."


    Apples?


    Helen paused for a moment and then looked at the golden apple cores in their hands, her vision darkened, and her heart momentarily stopped.


    "You, you..."


    After a frozen several seconds, the girl let out a trembling wail.


    "My golden apples!"


    Seeing Helen''s utterly heartbroken expression, the two exchanged glances.


    "It''s just two apples, right? They tasted pretty good, but there''s no need to be so stingy, is there?"


    "How about this, where did you buy them? We''ll go and get some for you!"


    At these words, Helen felt a profound sadness well up.


    "Buy? Can you even afford it?! They are..."


    Her words stopped abruptly.


    Helen realized that these gifts from the God of Love were probably not meant to see the light of day. She could only press her lips tightly together and let out tears of anger and frustration.


    "You two went too far!"


    "No, no, don''t cry! It''s all because the apples smelled so delicious, we couldn''t help ourselves!"


    "Besides, we didn''t finish them; we left one for you."


    Atalanta and Medea said this, hastily handing over the remaining golden apple to Helen.


    Seeing only one left, Helen grew even angrier.


    "Get out!"


    "But, we..."


    "OUT!!!"


    Jumping off the bed with a dark face, the girl dragged Atalanta and Medea out of the room, then slammed the door shut. Clutching the only remaining golden apple to her chest, she couldn''t help but burst into tears once again.


    Looking at the closed door, Atalanta and Medea were at a loss.


    "What should we do? Helen seems really mad, right?"


    "Why don''t we find our senior? Let him come and soothe her."


    The two of them decided to head to the kitchen to seek Luo En''s help.


    But for some reason, the more they walked, the hotter they felt inside, and their vision started to blur, especially when they saw the figure bustling around in the kitchen, it felt as though a switch inside them was abruptly flipped on.


    An indescribable urge and hunger surged, overwhelming everything.


    "What''s wrong with you two? Why are your faces so red?"


    "What are you pouncing for? Dinner isn''t even ready..."


    "Wait, don''t touch randomly!"


    "Help, help me!"


    A pitiful cry was torn and drowned out by the night.

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    The next morning, after successfully eradicating the beast nest in the mountains, the twin brothers led their team in a triumphant return to the city.


    After smoothly handling a series of handovers, the two grabbed some snacks from a street vendor and merrily walked home, chatting and laughing.


    However, before they even entered the house, their younger sister Helen burst out of the door and rushed into the arms of her elder brothers, her throat emitting a whimpering cry.


    "Brother..."


    "What''s the matter?"


    Seeing their sister''s eyes swollen like peaches, the brothers looked astonished and quickly asked.


    Helen pointed to the courtyard behind her, enveloped in a glowing pattern, hesitated several times as if wanting to speak, her face full of grief and indignation.


    "They..."


    Unable to contain themselves, the brothers unconsciously leaned in to listen, and immediately, they heard bursts of intense collisions and gasps coming from the courtyard.


    That familiar melody made the brothers, experienced as they were, reveal a mocking expression.


    So, they actually got together while we were out.


    But come on, make love if you must, but could you keep the noise down?


    Looking at the thick, multilayered magic barrier in front of them, the brothers were astounded and looked pityingly at their sister, who seemed to have been forced to spend the entire night watching, secretly criticizing the three unbridled people in the courtyard.


    Look how scared my kid is...


    "It''s a small matter, don''t mind them!"


    "Haven''t you eaten yet? Let''s take you out for a good meal."


    The two brothers spoke one after the other, pulling along their grievously wronged sister towards the bustling market, intending to mend her bruised heart with food.


    Being dragged away, Helen, looking at her two brothers who were oblivious to the root of the problem, felt extremely bitter.


    Eat, eat, eat, what''s there to eat? Our home is almost gone!


    The three chances that were originally mine were used up twice in advance by those thieves inside.


    What''s more infuriating is that all three of them were doing that, and they left me out alone, making such a commotion that I was forced to watch all night long!


    That''s just too much!


    Fortunately, the heartfelt love from her two brothers somewhat diminished Helen''s resentment.


    "Come on, you must be starving? Eat more."


    "This steamed mutton and roasted pigeon taste good, try them."


    Comforted by her brothers'' words, Helen turned her grief into appetite, gritted her teeth, and fiercely bit into the lamb chops and pigeon meat on her plate.


    She hadn''t had a hot meal since yesterday morning after all.


    Meanwhile, the two in the courtyard ate to their heart''s content... in various senses...


    Just as Helen was beginning to enjoy the true taste of her food, Castor, who had finished his meal earlier, threw down his bone, clapped his hands, and reminded her.


    "Hurry up and eat, we still need to make a trip to the Temple of the Moon Goddess and the Royal Palace."


    "Why?"


    "With all that noise, they might keep at it for a long time, and being out of sight for so long, of course, we need to find an excuse to cover for them."


    Polux casually answered, exchanging a knowing smile with his brother, their eyes gleaming with the same mischievous glint, reminiscent of friends covering for each other in front of their parents and elders.


    Thud~


    The large lamb chop Helen was gnawing on fell onto the plate, her little face turning as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    She gave them her opportunity, her place to live, and even the person she liked.


    In the end, was she supposed to run errands and cover for them while they enjoyed themselves?


    The girl lowered her head to look at the half-eaten lamb chop on her plate and pursed her lips.


    She felt, once again, a slight itching in her teeth...


    ~~


    In the depths of the Arcadian Mountains, the bands of beasts seemed to be overflowing into a disaster again, but Queen Atalanta had already gone on a hunting expedition into the deep mountains with her friends.


    As for the news brought by the twin brothers, whether it was the Temple of the Moon Goddess or the Royal Palace, it was quite customary.


    Their queen had always liked to be independent, venturing several times into the beast-infested mountains to destroy numerous nests; now this similar approach was not surprising.


    Even without Atalanta, the literal leader, the various forces in the City of Arcadia, honed by repeated beast disasters, were already capable of operating on their own, maintaining the basic order of the city.


    Just like that, three to five days passed, and the Royal City remained as stable as ever, with even no serious incidents occurring.


    The only slightly unusual thing was the strange vibrations emanating occasionally from beneath the houses in the southeastern part of the city.


    Seven days later, the twin brothers, who routinely came to report to Queen Clymene, were struggling to keep up.


    The two looked at the gentle and elegant middle-aged lady in the garden, who was chatting pleasantly with Queen Clymene, and felt an inexplicable sense of unease, letting out an internal wail.


    Brother, it''s been seven days, haven''t you had enough?


    Please, come out already! Someone''s looking for you! It seems to be a deity!


    Seeing the conversation between the queen and the middle-aged lady conclude, and spotting some clues, the hesitant brothers were just about to pluck up their courage when a heavenly voice came from behind.


    "Does she want to see me?"


    Upon hearing this, the twin brothers looked excitedly toward Luo En, who had appeared behind them, and nodded eagerly.


    "Brother, you finally came out. Do you know she''s been waiting for you at the Royal Palace for half a day? If you and those two didn''t show up soon, we were about to rush into the courtyard and drag you out of your love nest."


    "Thanks for the suffering..."


    Luo En, knowing he was at fault, clapped the twin brothers on the shoulders and thanked them with a nervous laugh.


    "Go ahead with your tasks, I''ll take over from here."

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    The twins nodded, then looked at Luo En''s empty space behind him and showed a surprised expression.


    "Right, why is it just you? Where are both of them?"


    "Uh, they haven''t woken up..."


    "Then shall we have Helen wake them up? Opposite us seems to be a deity; not so easy to handle."


    "Uh, they are not sleeping, they are passed out, won''t wake up for a while..."


    Luo En spoke faintly, his face somewhat embarrassed.


    Upon hearing this, the twins fell silent for a short while then simultaneously gave a thumbs up, subconsciously looking towards a certain someone''s area between the legs, mumbling to themselves internally.


    Passed out from ecstasy? How beastly?


    Noticing the brothers'' strange looks, Luo En immediately realized they were getting the wrong idea, but it wasn''t appropriate to explain directly.


    After all, he couldn''t say it was the aftermath of using the power of lustful authority too vigorously, could he?


    Resigning himself to take the blame for the situation, Luo En watched the brothers leave his sight, then slightly composed himself, stood up, and walked into the garden to start the official meeting.


    At this moment, the visiting middle-aged beauty had finished the small talk and was sitting with Queen Clymene in the pavilion, enjoying the sweet nectar and delicate pastries.


    Luo En walked through the vine-covered path to the tea table and got straight to the point.


    "Lady, I hear you wanted to see me?"


    The middle-aged beauty nodded with a smile, sizing up Luo En before her, and spoke softly.


    "Let''s have a talk, little Dionysus..."


    At her words, Luo En''s eyelids twitched. Without letting her finish, he activated his authority, fully catalyzing the wine''s intent in his cup.


    Queen Clymene''s body swayed, she fell drunkenly onto the table, and slipped into deep slumber.


    After eliminating the potential threat, Luo En erected dozens of concealed barriers around him, then with furrowed brows, looked at the mysterious noblewoman who had bluntly revealed his identity.


    "Who are you?"


    "No need to be so nervous, just call me Demeter."


    The beautiful woman spoke with a smile, serenity and tranquility shining through her features.


    "Ah, it''s you." Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.


    Demeter was one of the Olympian Twelve Gods, governing agriculture, grain, and the harvest, while also being the biological mother to his adopted mother Persephone, theoretically making her one of his own people.


    However, out of caution, Luo En glanced at the [Mark of the Dead] on his hand and asked gravely, "Did ''Mother'' tell you I was here?"


    After all, the power to manipulate souls on a grand scale belonged to the King and Queen of the Underworld, so it was almost inevitable that using such power might alert them.


    "Not entirely..." Demeter gestured for Luo En to take a seat and replied softly, "With Typhon''s return, half of Arcadia Royal City is succumbed to Netherworld essence, and the balance of the lives of tens of thousands is disrupted��you''ve caused quite a stir, and it''s hard to keep it from those who are watchful."


    Luo En nodded, his mind on high alert.


    Indeed, the more he used power that surpassed that of deities, the more likely he was to draw unwanted attention��he would have to be more cautious in the future.


    After reminding himself, Luo En cautiously inquired, "So, your visit to Arcadia is because..."


    "Why don''t you take a guess?" Demeter picked up her teacup, sipped it lightly, and measured up the figure before her with a smile, "Persephone has always praised your intelligence."


    Sensing the test in her words, Luo En thought for a moment, then a relaxed smile spread across his face.


    "Is it about the Cult of Erebus? With your followers causing such a mess, someone has to come forward to clean up."


    Hearing his guess, Demeter set down her teacup with a wry smile, "I certainly didn''t tell them to massacre cities in pursuit of ''Immortality''."


    Clearly, Luo En''s conjecture was on the mark.


    With humanity and the gods now separated, the gods'' power growth for the next three hundred years was closely linked to human faith.


    Though Demeter wasn''t strictly the founder of the Cult of Erebus, and didn''t directly appear on their behalf, over time, the Goddess of Agriculture had become inextricably linked with the cult.


    The actions of the cult''s members, in one way or another, affected society''s perception and faith in Demeter.


    This "Great Sacrifice of Arcadia" was a problem both big and small.


    If the Erebus cultists involved were used as negative examples in a publicity campaign, the Cult of Erebus might become a target for universal denouncement as a deviant sect, and in a severe scenario, even Demeter, as the head deity of the cult, could see her reputation plummet dramatically.


    Of course, aside from considering Demeter''s feelings, there was also the need to factor in his adoptive mother Persephone''s sentiments. Even without the maternal relationship with the Agriculture Goddess, she was also one of the main deities worshiped by the Cult of Erebus.


    Considering the cult''s limited involvement in the incident, Luo En and Atalanta had no intention of blowing things out of proportion.


    In fact, that was exactly what they did.


    After defeating Typhon''s incarnation, stopping the grand sacrifice in the city, Atalanta had been dedicated to mediating the conflicts among the factions, leading the unblemished cultists through Arcadia''s most perilous moments in the name of atoning for their sins.


    However, not pursuing matters didn''t mean they hadn''t happened.


    Luo En looked at Demeter who had formally stepped forward on behalf of the Cult of Erebus and sighed heavily, his tone serious.


    "Although I understand your dilemma and believe in your integrity, the nature of this incident is too grievous, and it has brought profound disaster to the Arcadians. Whether as a shepherd for the people or as the teacher of Her Majesty the Queen, I have to give them an explanation."


    "I know, it''s my lack of discipline..."

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    The honest Agriculture God nodded in acknowledgment and then opened the Magic Circle Diagram, taking out the Horn of Plenty.


    "So, I''ve brought this, it can purify the land contaminated by the breath of death, allowing the Arcadians to reap at least ten years of bountiful harvests. I hope this can make amends for the wrongdoings of my followers."


    At that moment, the Divine Artifact had been re-infused with Divinity, and the rich essence of life spread out, causing the plants in the garden to grow visibly faster.


    Changing the soil quality? Ten years of bountiful harvests? What a great item!


    Luo En accepted the reactivated Horn of Plenty, seemingly unable to put it down.


    Such Authority might not be much use to Deities, but for a nation, it surpassed countless treasures of gold and silver and powerful weapons.


    Particularly in Arcadia, with its many mountains and forests, the arable land was quite limited. The Horn of Plenty, capable of expanding cultivation and guaranteeing bountiful harvests, was simply the most valuable treasure to Arcadians.


    And with this thing, Atalanta''s position as queen would be unshakeable.


    From the Agriculture God''s gesture, the sincerity in reconciliation and compensation was substantial.


    But well...


    "Although I really want to clear things up for you and understand your sincerity, this item seems to be something I gave to your followers, and that too in front of a group of Divine Blood Heroes. Using it just to offset the debt might not satisfy everyone."


    Luo En held the Horn of Plenty in his hand, looking quite helpless.


    In a nutshell�� it''s not enough, you need to add more money!


    Although Demeter was amicable, she was no fool; she rolled her eyes at the young man before her and let out a light huff before taking out a cloth bag and placing it on the table.


    "This is a Spring Planting Bag; it contains good seeds I''ve selected during my travels through various countries. If you promote the cultivation of crops suitable for Arcadia''s soil, ordinary people won''t have to risk venturing into the mountains to hunt Magic Beasts for food."


    "I believe the Arcadians will be grateful for your kindness, and will remember the sacrifices made by the followers of the Cult of Erebus in fighting the Beast Disaster!"


    Luo En immediately defined the stance of the followers of Erebus and sent a favor downstream to the bleeding Demeter.


    "Once the situation stabilizes, regarding the issues of replanting and nurturing seedlings, I''ll have Her Majesty the Queen consult the scholars of the Esoteric Teachings of Erebus."


    "That would be best."


    Upon hearing this, Demeter nodded with satisfaction, and a warm smile appeared on her face.


    In fact, this was also one of the reasons for her visit to Arcadia.


    She and her daughter Persephone''s primary roles were gods of agriculture and plants, yet the followers of the Esoteric Teachings of Erebus were blindly pursuing "Immortality" and "Undying Life" due to the secret ceremony of Erebus she had once performed.


    This was nothing less than neglecting the essentials and it even hindered the spread of her faith.


    So, Demeter also planned to take this opportunity to set things straight internally and re-establish the doctrines and purpose of the Esoteric Teachings of Erebus.


    And the trick Luo En stealthily used to send these people back to farming perfectly met Demeter''s expectations.


    That''s more like it; those who worship the gods of agriculture and plants should honestly practice medicine, cultivate land, and study plant properties. Always pondering on drugs and eternal life is bound to bring her new troubles sooner or later.


    Seeing a long-standing problem resolved so smoothly, Demeter was in high spirits and waved her hand, leaving behind a clay pot.


    "I heard her mother say that the child lost her father over this matter and has just taken the throne? Take it for her, this is a little gift I''m giving her."


    The Agriculture God said, rolling her eyes at someone who had been scheming to get her Gold Coins and huffed with annoyance.


    "...Consider it extra!"


    Luo En accepted the clay pot with an awkward smile and curiously opened it to find that it was actually a pot of Hygieian Porridge.


    "I cooked it myself. Although it can''t grant her immortality, it is more than enough to cleanse most of her mortal essence," Demeter responded softly, then glanced at the sleeping Queen of Arcadia, seemingly moved by a sense of shared affliction, and added solemnly, "There''s some in her mother''s drink as well..."


    Luo En nodded, suddenly filled with respect for the Agriculture God before him.


    Having compassion for the miseries of humans and being willing to act upon it was indeed a rare quality for deities.


    "All right, that''s all I have to say. I must be going now."


    The meeting officially ended, and Demeter transformed into a green glow, vanishing from sight.


    Just as Luo En was about to take stock of the wool he had pulled over her eyes, the returning Twins barged in.


    "Someone is looking for you again, it seems, and it''s another deity..."

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    "Bang~!"


    Two dull thumps struck the twins'' heads, and Luo En''s face was covered with black lines.


    "What are you thinking? She''s just drunk and asleep."


    The siblings smelled the fragrance of alcohol filling the garden, and seeing the obvious flush on Her Majesty the Queen''s face, the astonishment in their hearts dissipated, replaced by a sense of tedium and disappointment.


    Just this? How boring...


    Watching the two shake their heads regretfully, Luo En''s expression grew even darker.


    Was he so thirsty? Would he not let go of any female?


    Not to mention that this was Atalanta''s biological mother, which required consideration for his student''s feelings; even from the perspective of charisma, the Queen of Arcadia wasn''t anything special among the women he knew, far from someone who could incite his animalistic impulses.


    After all, compared to those genetically superior deities and heroes, the queen was virtually unknown in the epics, at best a pretty face without much substance.


    If it weren''t for her secluded life in the inner palace, her minimal involvement with the major sacrificial ceremonies of Arcadia, and her understanding attitude, having acknowledged Atalanta''s identity and striving to mend their relationship after the King of Arcadia''s outburst, facilitated by the Moon Goddess Temple, it would still be uncertain whether she could retain her title as queen.


    Fortunately, the queen was sensible enough to stay as her mascot role, which helped Atalanta and Luo En develop some good feelings and respect for her.


    Thus, their few encounters had been harmonious, but that was all.


    "What are you spacing out for? Call the maids outside to come in, and have them take the queen to rest indoors."


    Seeing the brothers stood motionless by the door, Luo En reminded them with annoyance in his voice.


    The brothers snapped to attention and hurried to carry out his orders.


    As several maids and two priestesses from the Temple of the Moon Goddess, alerted by the commotion, hustled to assist the queen into the house, Luo En turned to the twins and asked with furrowed brows.


    "You said someone wanted to see me? Where are they? Take me to them."


    Recalled to the matter at hand, the twins grew solemn and quickly led the way.


    The three of them walked out of the Royal Palace, and the twin brothers came to a secluded old house in the city. They turned back to Luo En with a serious warning,


    "The person is inside there. They feel very dangerous, so be careful."


    Luo En waved his hand to signal the twins to leave first and then looked thoughtfully at the subtle star patterns and the twin serpent symbols on the wall.


    A Hermes Trismegistus Sector base?


    "Is the guest here? Welcome, welcome!"


    At that moment, accompanied by a light voice, a handsome young man with brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a brown sailors'' cap, walked out with a face full of a welcoming smile.


    "Come on in, the food and drinks are all ready. Let''s see if they suit your palate."


    Listening to that familiar tone and feeling the warmth of the other person pulling him into the house, Luo En inwardly nodded with certainty.


    Yep, it was definitely Hermes.


    After confirming the other person''s identity, Luo En followed into the small courtyard where a table was set with food and drinks. He took a seat but did not reach for the utensils, his face tensed as he got straight to the point.


    "Out with it. Why did you want to see me, Hermes?"


    Having his identity revealed, the God of Messengers wasn''t surprised; instead, he merrily handed over dishes as if they were old friends reuniting after many years,


    "We haven''t seen each other for so long, why don''t we eat and talk?"


    "Let''s deal with business first. Thanks to your Blood Descendant and those disciples of yours, I''ve been very busy recently," Luo En replied, coldly and impassively.


    "Such injustice!" Hermes lamented, a look of aggrievement on his face, "That was all Typhon''s doing; it has nothing to do with me!"


    "You know about Hippomenes, don''t you?"


    "Not familiar!"


    "He''s the mastermind, and he''s also your Blood Descendant."


    "If you''re counting relations by generations, wouldn''t the Father God also be linked to him in some way?"


    "Then how do you explain the Grand Sacrifice launched by the Hermes Cult? They are your most devoted followers. When Typhon descended because of them, can I view it as this was your instruction, with the goal of using Typhon''s revival to sweep away Arcadia''s hostile forces for you and the Hermes Cult?"


    "Slander! That''s naked slander! By the Styx River, I swear I didn''t do it!"


    Hermes immediately became hopping mad, first raising his right arm and swearing an oath, then earnestly grasping Luo En''s hand,


    "Typhon must be trying to sow discord between us, you can''t believe that!"


    "Whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. The Arcadians are the ones who have been harmed. The key is what they think."


    Luo En spoke indifferently, then casually added,


    "I''ve heard that because of the aftermath of the Beast Disaster, they''ve been harboring significant grudges against the followers of the Hermes Cult lately..."


    In fact, although the major trouble of Hippomenes and Typhon was dealt with, the problems they left behind were far from over.


    The remnants of Typhon''s Demon Army in the mountains of Arcadia, fragmented after their defeat in the decisive battle, scattered across various city-states, causing harm and infinite trouble.


    With such a catastrophe triggered, even if the Hermes Cult wasn''t the primary culprit, they couldn''t expect to wash their hands clean of the affair.


    And as clever as Hermes was, he, of course, understood the meaning of Luo En''s statement above and reluctantly opened the Magic Circle Diagram, took out a pair of boots adorned with silver wings, and, with a pained expression, placed them on the table while offering a compensatory smile,


    "I''ve heard that Her Majesty the Queen of Arcadia has lately been defending my followers, willing to let bygones be bygones. A small token, not much but my way of showing appreciation, please convey my thanks to Her Majesty the Queen."


    Hermes''s words seemed soft, but they were subtly loaded with implications.


    As the God of Messengers, his journey had naturally involved getting the inside scoop on the situation and how the Hermes Cult was currently viewed so that he could prepare for the negotiations that followed.

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    Although Luo En''s words weren''t wrong, as usual, he only told half the story.


    When it comes to the resurgence of Typhon, the Hermes Sect was indeed implicated, yet the Arcadian royal family and the Eleusinian Esoteric Teachings were also not clean, and even the Temple of the Moon was guilty of negligence.


    Therefore, to avoid public outrage, all parties tacitly shifted the blame onto Typhon and Hippomenes.


    Naturally, the misdeeds conducted by the Hermes Sect behind the scenes were also jointly concealed, and few in Arcadia were privy to the details.


    Thus, although the followers of the Hermes Cult had experienced several internal conflicts, with heavy casualties and hard times, their situation was not as Luo En described, where everyone was calling for their heads.


    Now, after three months of adjustment, the followers of the Hermes Sect had indeed made considerable efforts to counter the aftermath of the Beast Disaster, and to dredge up the past and expose these matters would be rather impolite.


    Sure enough, a slippery character like Hermes wouldn''t bleed himself dry so honestly.


    Luo En glanced at the person opposite, took out a shattered red crystal, and played with it in his hand, clicking his tongue in admiration.


    "In terms of merit, the Hermes Sect has indeed contributed significantly, not only restoring the forbidden technology of the Bronze Age but also refining the [Philosopher''s Stone] to transcend the limits of life. After things settle down, I will definitely make sure Atalanta acknowledges your contributions. If the praise from Arcadia isn''t loud enough, our Academy of Athens could also offer free publicity for your epoch-making research achievements!"


    However, upon hearing this, Hermes''s face turned green.


    If it came out that the Hermes Sect was the innovator of the Philosopher''s Stone, it might very well cost him his life.


    Defying the Law of Life and reversing life and death was already offensive enough to Hades and Mother Earth, not to mention the rest of the deities and the Chief God of Olympus could spew him to death with their spit.


    On one hand, the short-lived mortals on Earth could not resist the temptation of eternal life and would definitely target the Hermes Sect;


    On the other hand, what is the raw material for refining the Philosopher''s Stone? Human lives! If some old kings and demigods got their hands on this technology and materials and didn''t want to age and die, they might indeed go crazy with city-slaughter and sacrifice to Typhon.


    A decrease in the human population would inevitably lead to the weakening of the seals that bound the Old Gods.


    If a few more similar events occurred, it wouldn''t be the Hermes Sect that was ruined; the offended Pantheon of Gods would first dispose of him, the Chief God behind this, or reserve for him a special seat in Tartarus.


    So, this was not praise but a deadly offering of support!


    Facing such a malicious scheme, Hermes shivered, almost ready to kneel before the person across.


    "Don''t do this, brother! Blood brother! Are you trying to push me into the fire pit?"


    "How could that be? We are dear friends, brothers in arms..."


    As Luo En spoke, he looked meaningfully at the pair of Winged Shoes on the table.


    Hermes immediately understood and quickly opened the Magic Circle Diagram, taking out a quiver, a dagger, and a sack, placing them on the table with an embarrassed smile.


    "I was in a rush when I left, didn''t bring much with me. Let Her Majesty the Queen make use of these for now, and if you later think of anything else you want from me, just let me know, I''ll definitely make up for it!"


    Luo En''s gaze swept over the items, after toying with them for a while, he nodded in satisfaction.


    The quiver could automatically absorb magic power from the air to generate arrows at regular intervals;


    The dagger appeared to be crafted by Hephaestus, of good quality, very suitable as a secondary weapon;


    The sack contained a batch of shrunk livestock, similar items Luo En had seen with the god Pan;


    Plus the Winged Boots, which could grant the wearer [Extreme Speed] to a certain degree, Hermes had just handed over no less than four divine artifacts with one gesture.


    For a god of trade and travel known for his careful calculations, this was not just a minor loss of blood but a direct chopping of bone and flesh.


    Luo En looked at Hermes who was clearly in pain but still forced a smile, seeking his acceptance of the gifts, and nodded in satisfaction.


    "I''ve given it some thought and realized that with so many issues linked to the Philosopher''s Stone, its existence should not be made public,"


    "Exactly!"


    Having successfully silenced someone in the know, Hermes nearly cried out in relief.


    "But well..."


    However, the sudden turn in the conversation made Hermes''s heart stop again.


    Luo En raised his hand as if calming, and spoke with a smile.


    "Don''t worry, I''ve heard that some information about the Philosopher''s Stone, and certain technologies, even some semi-finished products, have quietly spread alongside this Beast Disaster. If not handled properly, it could inevitably cause a stir."


    Hermes breathed a sigh of relief, hastily nodding in assurance.


    "Don''t worry! I''ll definitely take care of cleaning up after this mess!"


    As the God of Messengers, crisis management was precisely his forte.


    Furthermore, his pursuit of the Hermes Sect''s development had previously caused many problems, nearly resulting in his sect being eaten through like a sieve by an Old God''s proxy, which in turn triggered a series of calamities.


    Now was a perfect opportunity to thoroughly reorganize the Hermes Sect from within.


    "Alright, that''s enough about Arcadia''s affairs, now onto mine. My appearance fee is quite expensive."


    As Hermes was pondering how to deal with those troublesome disciples of his, the contemplative voice from the opposite side almost moved the god of trade to tears.


    "You too? There''s nothing left, really nothing at all! If you don''t believe me, you might as well kill me!"

 Chapter 502 31: Brother, You Smell So Good (5k)_3

    Looking at the tearful Hermes, Luo En felt a pang of guilt and spoke reluctantly.


    "How about this, you owe me a favor, and when I need it, help me once. Is that feasible?"


    "Deal!"


    As soon as Luo En finished speaking, Hermes quickly grasped his hand, cementing the compensation plan.


    At that moment, there wasn''t a trace of the earlier sobbing on the face of the god of commerce.


    Damn, I''m going to lose out...


    Luo En cursed under his breath, then let out a frustrated hum.


    "You really know how to do business, a few tears and you make me change my words. I almost sacrificed one of my incarnations to clean up your mess..."


    Hearing this, Hermes gave an embarrassed smile, not denying his little trick of feigning weakness and selling misery.


    In fact, among the four divine artifacts he had offered earlier, aside from the winged shoes which were slightly more valuable, the rest were ordinary items, far from causing him to wail and bemoan his loss.


    What he was guarding against was this person here continuing to ask for more, draining him completely.


    Having achieved his aim and considering future cooperation, Hermes tactfully offered a way out.


    "Here''s what I''ll do, I can give you a piece of information for free. If there''s anything you want to know, ask me now."


    "Actually, there is..."


    Luo En''s eyes flashed as he asked in a deep voice.


    "This name ''Thoth'', where did it come from?"


    In the eyes of the scholars and alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, the God of Speed Hermes, God of Messengers Hermes, and God of Wisdom Thoth, these three divinities mix to form the "Thrice Greatest Hermes."


    He possesses these three aspects and knows the universe''s triple wisdom��alchemy, astrology, and magic.


    But logically, the name Thoth shouldn''t appear here, nor should it be associated with Hermes, as Thoth is a deity from Ancient Egypt.


    At this point, Hermes''s eyelids twitched, and his face showed a rare difficulty.


    "Can we not talk about it?"


    "..."


    "Fine, it''s no harm telling you."


    Considering that his leverage was still in the other''s hands, Hermes sighed helplessly and pondered deeply.


    "Actually, this name should come from another divine era, specifically from another world."


    Although Luo En already had suspicions in his mind, he pretended to be clueless to gain more information, and questioned further with a frown.


    "Another divine era? Are you suggesting that besides our divine era, there are other divine eras?"


    Hermes nodded, thoughtfully choosing his words, and began to explain eloquently.


    "True Chaos is boundless, and naturally, it can nurture more than one world. If Chaos is compared to a womb, then our world is just one of the eggs it has birthed. As our world develops, it will gradually cut off sustenance from Chaos, showing its true and stable nature and growing into an independent entity. Even in the distant future, our world might meet and interact with its ''brothers and sisters'' to create a brand new world."


    "Why not now?"


    "Because of the Sea of Chaos."


    Hermes shrugged his shoulders, unfolded a nautical map on the table, and further explained his discovery to Luo En.


    "You should know, our world is surrounded by the Sea of Okeanos, beyond which lies the boundless Sea of Chaos, which greatly suppresses our divine authority. So whether it be the Chief Gods or the Divine Kings, it''s very difficult to cross this barrier, and naturally, we tend to think we are the center of the world."


    "But in reality, the entire Chaos sea area might be floating with more than one divine era world, and we are but one among them."


    "What''s the reason?" Luo En showed a skeptical attitude.


    "Remember the question you just asked?" Hermes wrote down Thoth''s name on the parchment in strange characters, and spoke softly, "This is what I heard from the Sea of Chaos. Although no one has crossed that forbidden zone, the wind is free and unbridled, bringing me some messages not from this divine era."


    Then, Hermes looked at the somewhat cryptic characters on the parchment with some annoyance.


    "Unfortunately, all I got were fragmented pieces of information. After a long time, I managed to piece together the name ''Thoth'' and learned that he is a deity of wisdom from another divine era."


    "So, you just decided to use it?"


    Luo En looked at Hermes with an amused gaze.


    "Just trying it out..." Hermes spoke with a sheepish laugh, his eyes flickering.


    After all, possessing divine authority of wisdom is very powerful in Greece.


    Luo En naturally understood the other''s cunning, but he didn''t expose it.


    Hermes''s usurpation of Thoth''s name entailed pilfering his followers and divine authority. The Egyptian God of Wisdom, who could not possibly cross the Sea of Chaos to claim royalties in Greece, left Luo En with no need to play the villain.


    Moreover, he was curious.


    Could Zeus, as the Divine King of the Greek divine era, be immune to the power of foreign deities?


    Just then, a perfect specimen was right in front of him.


    With this thought, Luo En''s gaze toward Hermes grew warmer.


    However, the more amiable someone appeared, the more cautious Hermes became, unconsciously clutching his chest and shifting backward.


    "If there''s nothing else, I won''t disturb you further."


    "Sure, see you around. If you encounter any trouble in the process of retrieving the Philosopher''s Stone, have someone from the Academy of Athens send me a message."


    Luo En smiled and waved his hand, not stopping him.


    Seeing the affable attitude across the table, Hermes relaxed slightly. Before leaving, he looked at this earthly shepherd and after some thought, spoke in a serious tone.


    "I''ll give you another piece of information for free. Thessaly seems to be having some issues, even more bustling than Arcadia now. If you''re interested, you might want to take a look."


    Watching Hermes transform into a gust of wind to escape, Luo En furrowed his brows.


    Thessaly?


    Just as Luo En was deep in thought, the twin brothers returned and spoke seriously as they entered.


    "We just received a divine message from Lord Apollo, we might need to take a trip to Thessaly!"

 Chapter 503 32: Teacher, Marry Me!

    Late at night, the Temple of the Moon Goddess.


    Luo En sat in the empty council hall, deeply engrossed in reviewing the piles of official documents on the table.


    Normally, this duty would fall to his diligent student Atalanta, but since Her Majesty the Queen was still fast asleep in bed due to the power of the God of Love, he, as both her teacher and the one to blame, had no choice but to temporarily take over and maintain order in Arcadia.


    After being busy for a while, he finally managed to catch up on recent backlogged affairs. Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest, his mind beginning to miss the days when the Twins were around.


    Despite the legend of betrayal associated with Gemini, the twins possessed undeniable capabilities as the officially designated heirs to the throne of Sparta. Whether in matters of military and physical prowess or administration and education, their performance stood out among their peers.


    With these brothers under his command, Luo En could save a great deal of effort even if he were forced into active duty.


    Unfortunately, the two brothers had left a few days ago with their sister Helen for Thessaly to aid King Admetos in combating the stirring tribe of Cottus��the giants.


    The fact that Apollo himself had issued this oracle proved not only the significant standing King Admetos held in the heart of the God of Light but also suggested that the situation in Thessaly was likely dire.


    Cottus...


    Luo En murmured this name, pressing a hand against his somewhat swollen brow.


    If he remembered correctly, the third great mythological war that concerned the survival of Olympus��The Gigantomachy��was provoked by these giants.


    As this was a turning point decreed by "Fate," and considering the efforts Apollo''s faction had made in defending Arcadia, it seemed he would indeed have to make a trip to Thessaly.


    "Tsk!"


    As Luo En pondered, the warning runes of Hermes buzzed and shattered, and he opened his eyes to look at the gently pushed-open door.


    Under the rich night, a graceful figure stepped in with light footsteps.


    The moonlight spilling through the window speckled the room, faintly illuminating the silhouette of the newcomer.


    Recognizing the distinctive feline ears, Luo En immediately knew it was his diligent student, Atalanta.


    "Awake?"


    "Cough, yes..."


    Atalanta answered nasally, her eyes involuntarily glancing upward, observing the beam structure overhead.


    Luo En casually changed the subject, trying to break the subtle awkwardness between them.


    "Just you? What about Medea?"


    "She hasn''t woken up; she''ll probably sleep for a few more days."


    Atalanta snorted softly, recalling the seven days and nights of battles where she took on seventy percent of the injuries, and not without a twinge of disdain for her incapable teammate reflected in her eyes, she rubbed her sore bottom.


    "If she can''t handle this much, she''s really too frail."


    "Medea is indeed weak!"


    Luo En nodded in agreement, mockingly chiming in.


    "Even as a mage, she shouldn''t be this feeble. I''ll make sure she gets some training when we have the time!"


    Training?


    Atalanta unconsciously licked her somewhat dry lips, her cheeks flushing with an unnatural red.


    Seeing his student possibly misunderstanding, Luo En quickly coughed to divert the topic.


    "You''re awake just at the right time. I was worried about how to manage Arcadia''s affairs."


    "Is there a problem?"


    "There''s some trouble in Thessaly. The Twins of Sparta have already followed Chief God Apollo''s oracle, heading there with their sister Helen. I''m a bit worried about them, so I''m planning to go and see for myself."


    Listening to her teacher''s explanation, Atalanta nodded thoughtfully.


    "We should help. Apollo and the Spartan Twins have made great efforts to help Arcadia through tough times. Now that our neighboring states are troubled, we indeed should contribute our strength."


    Having declared her stance, Atalanta couldn''t help but show a troubled expression.


    "But as you know, Arcadia has just been hit by the Beast Disaster. With everything still to be rebuilt, I''m afraid I can''t leave and accompany you."


    "That''s alright, Medea and I will be enough. You stay and oversee the situation in Arcadia, and we can plan further once things stabilize."


    Luo En tenderly looked at his student, a doting glimmer warming Atalanta''s heart.


    Throughout her life, no matter the trouble she faced or the lows she encountered, this supremely powerful teacher had always been her staunchest support and most reliable pillar.


    If only she didn''t have to be the queen, she could have stayed by her teacher''s side, free from the need to think or from the trouble of weighing pros and cons.


    As the thought of soon having to part ways arose, Atalanta felt a twinge of regret, even starting to miss the carefree days before she had become queen.


    Unfortunately, it was a mission entrusted by Lord Artemis and she couldn''t bear to abandon the Arcadian people who trusted and relied on her.


    If only someone else could take up this responsibility for her...


    As Atalanta pondered this, her eyes swept over the diligent figure behind the desk, and an idea sparked.


    "Teacher, we will part ways in a few days. I have a request, and I hope you will grant it."


    "A request? Uh, does it need to be so formal? Just say what you''re thinking."


    "Promise me first!"


    "Alright, alright."


    The teacher, indulgent towards his beloved disciple, nodded helplessly and casually asked.


    "Tell me, what do you want?"


    In the luminous moonlight, the Queen of Arcadia looked solemnly at her teacher and earnestly spoke.


    "Lord Artemis above, I wish you to grant me a child!"


    "Pfft!"


    Luo En, who had just taken a sip of tea, suddenly spit it out, his face filled with astonishment.


    "A, a child?"


    "Yes, to be frank, I do not wish to be queen, nor be bound by the mundane rules, but I cannot abandon the people of Arcadia. So, the best solution is to have a child, nurture her well, and let her succeed me as the new ruler of Arcadia."


    Atalanta honestly shared her thoughts, her gaze burning intensely as she looked at her teacher.


    From both a personal and practical perspective, her teacher was an ideal breeding partner.


    He not only possessed exquisite bloodlines but also had vast knowledge and handled affairs with ease.


    If he were to extend the royal lineage for Arcadia and raise the child, she could comfortably resign and live the life she wanted once the child grew up.


    The more Atalanta thought about it, the more perfect the plan seemed to her, and she couldn''t help but step forward, bathed in moonlight.


    As she walked, the current Queen of Arcadia removed her hunting gear, shedding her armor piece by piece. Under the cover of moonlight, her statuesque, muscular body gleamed softly.


    Under someone''s nurture, his student seemed to have shed her initial greenness and became even more stunningly beautiful.


    However, Luo En glanced at the temple directly across the council hall and the statues placed within it, swallowing nervously with a sense of unease.


    "We''re still in the Temple of the Moon Goddess; this isn''t right, is it?"


    Atalanta pressed down her teacher who tried to rise and flee, the fire in her eyes seeming to burn even fiercer.


    "Extending the royal authority of Arcadia is indeed a task bestowed by the Goddess herself; she surely won''t mind. Moreover, Lady Artemis is not only the Hunting Goddess but also governs midwifery, fertility, and abundance, so having her witness and bless our child would be even better, wouldn''t you agree?"


    As is well known, the desires and rebellious spirits of feline species are rather strong.


    In the original mythology, Atalanta left behind the tale of battling with her husband for three days and three nights in a goddess''s temple, which resulted in her being transformed into a lion.


    Clearly, the fate that had deviated was repairing itself to some extent, creating an even more delicate situation than previously imagined.


    Before Luo En could react further, his whole body along with the chair behind him was toppled to the ground.


    Then, a cat-like creature under the moonlit night could no longer restrain her deeply buried love and desire to break through taboos, and she pounced without hesitation.


    Skin pressed against skin, their bodies intertwined, and the atmosphere beneath the desk suddenly turned fiery, accompanied by the sound of tearing clothes. Luo En resignedly lay on the cold floor, his voice dry, filled with a mix of pleadings and slight resentment.


    "Gentle, gentle! Don''t bite, I''ll do it myself!"


    But soon, that insignificant resistance and the attitude of seeming refusal yet consenting were shredded by the rampantly passionate feline creature.


    The long night continued, filled with intertwined cries of despair and sounds of collision resonating in the bright moonlight, filling the entire Temple of the Moon Goddess.

 Chapter 504 33 This Girl is a Tough Guy! (6.2k daily goal achieved, asking for votes)

    "Achoo!"


    On an island lush and akin to Paradise, Artemis, sitting by the lake, suddenly felt a chill and couldn''t help but sneeze heavily.


    Who is talking about me behind my back?


    The Goddess of the Hunt muttered to herself, casually wiping away the Magic Circle Diagram on the ground that shimmered with the emblem of the Sun, and turned to look at the tall girl with red hair and a golden crown behind her.


    The girl''s red hair was tied into a beautiful bun at the back of her head, her skin tone full of vitality, wearing uniquely styled clothes made from soft fabrics and leather. Her entire being radiated an energy, her stature close to two meters, her every move exuding an indescribable sharpness.


    Artemis lightly twirled a silver strand of hair on her shoulder and asked with a light smile.


    "Hippolyta, you heard the news from Apollo just now, what do you think?"


    "Goddess, the Amazon Tribe is willing to be your spear and sword, at your behest, to fight for your honor!"


    The girl raised her hand to her chest and answered solemnly.


    Artemis, upon hearing this, nodded in satisfaction.


    Amazon, also known as Amazons, this is a land of women.


    But they are not women in the conventional sense, dependent on men and beguilingly gentle, they are fierce and martial female warriors. To conquer them has been a perilous dream of every Greek hero.


    According to its actual location, Amazon is situated by the Thermodon River in Asia Minor, its land boasting vast plains as well as dense forests, not only covered with icy, sparkling mountains but also long, flat coastlines.


    The complex terrain and environment have cultivated the Amazons'' nature of conquering nature and their fierce bravery.


    Here, the usual status of men and women is reversed, with the tribe ruled by nine sisters headed by Queen Hippolyta.


    Being the offspring of Ares, God of War, and a Moon Goddess, they were born with exceptional talents and abilities, thereby as representatives of females, they wield absolute rule over the Amazon Tribe.


    Normally, women survive through plunder; they learn combat and killing from a young age, and upon growing up, become warriors who conquer far and wide.


    To breed offspring and foster superior bloodlines, they either raid or trade men to bring back to the Amazon Tribe for breeding, after which they are cast out.


    If the offspring are male, they are killed or enslaved; if female, they are kept and raised to become warriors like them.


    Given this tribe''s strong combat power, both the Moon Goddess and the God of War seek to spread their faith here.


    After several rounds of conflict, Artemis has gradually gained the upper hand.


    The latest Queen of the Amazons, Hippolyta, the red-haired girl by the lake, has already sworn allegiance to the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis.


    She is the most cherished daughter of the War God among the nine sisters, the bravest, most determined, and the wisest warrior, to whom Ares has granted a new "Belt of the War God" as a symbol of authority and honor.


    In the legends of the Amazons, she could draw Apollo''s Divine Bow, pierce the armor forged by the God of Fire, control the dragons of Poseidon, and pass through Zeus''s Thunder Formation! When she donned her blood-red battle robe and rushed forward in her Bronze Chariot, everyone seemed to see the God of War incarnate in the form of a woman.


    Hippolyta''s alignment has essentially declared the Amazon Tribe''s allegiance settled.


    On Hippolyta''s straightforward position, Artemis was very pleased and with a gentle wave of her hand, spoke deeply.


    "Since that''s the case, you''ll go to Thessaly on my behalf."


    "As you command, Goddess!"


    Hippolyta nodded solemnly and under Artemis''s gaze, she turned and walked out of the dense forest, ringing the summoning bell of the Amazon Moon Temple.


    ~~


    Several days later, at the gates of Arcadia.


    Medea, arms cradling a magic wand, paced by the roadside waiting, not seeing a familiar figure rush towards her until the sun was high in the sky.


    "Senior brother, didn''t we agree on morning? Why are you so late?"


    "Cough, perhaps it''s the recent surge in official duties, overworking myself, and accidentally oversleeping."


    Luo En coughed as he answered, his gaze somewhat evasive.


    Overworking to the point of having scratch marks and bite marks on your neck?


    Medea''s gaze swept across the series of incriminating evidence on him, blinked, and smiled playfully.


    "If you''re not done with your business, why don''t we stay a few more days in Arcadia?"


    "Let''s go! Right now!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En summoned his Bronze Chariot without hesitation, pulled Medea onto it, and without further ado, cracked his whip, ordering the divine horses to set off at their fastest pace.


    His urgent demeanor was as though fleeing a den of demons.


    It wasn''t until several kilometers away that Luo En dared to look back slightly, his heart still racing as he viewed the now blurred outline of Arcadia Royal City.


    In just a few days, he had thoroughly learned how terrifying a feline in heat could be.


    An incessant dynamo not to mention, her fondness for some thrilling and dangerous plays.


    For instance, pinning him down in front of the Moon Temple while praying to her goddess for offspring...


    Merely frolicking Luo En could handle, but to play such games under Artemis''s watch was indeed overly exciting.


    He genuinely feared that his moon-related girlfriend might one day whimsically glance their way and discover his affair with Atalanta, which could prompt her to switch to Asura Field mode in a fury and pursue him from Paradise Island.

 Chapter 505 33 This Girl is a Tough Guy! (6.2k daily goal achieved, asking for votes)_2

    For the sake of his own blood pressure and heart, Luo En decided it was best to run first.


    Thus, he drove his horse fiercely along the way, hastily heading towards Thessaly, eager to engage in the noble cause of protecting humanity.


    So, in just a few days, the two of them reached the border of Thessaly.


    The bronze chariot raced along the rugged mountain roads of Thessaly and continued on its course. However, when they passed through a dense forest, the clear sound of metal clashing echoed vaguely from within the woods, and Luo En abruptly tightened the reins, looking towards the source of the noise.


    "Could it be a Centaur?"


    Medea pointed towards several unique hoof prints at the side of the road and spoke up to remind him.


    Luo En nodded, withdrew the bronze chariot back into its crest, and entered the dense forest with Medea, "Let''s go, let''s see!"


    At that moment, within the forest.


    A tall female warrior, with wheat-colored skin, wielding a spear and shield, and clad in silver armor, was battling alone against a group of Centaurs.


    "Tch! You four-hoofed beasts, dare to run wild on my turf and even dare to start a bridal raid right in front of my eyes, as if Thessaly had no one!"


    The female warrior cursed loudly, knocked down a charging Centaur with a spear, stepped on the Centaur''s head, and spat in contempt at the defeated enemy before her.


    By this time, around her lay a dozen Centaurs.


    Her crude and aggressive behavior, along with her use of "I" in referring to herself, made this exceptionally beautiful warrior seem oddly masculine.


    The Centaur leader, wearing a bronze mask and wielding a huge axe, stared unabashedly at the exposed skin of the female warrior in front of him, mocking her in a stentorian voice.


    "Battlefield... woman... get away... you are only fit to lie in bed, stick up your ass!"


    "Hahaha. That''s a funny thing to say. Try saying it again and see. I''ll chop off your head before you can even open your mouth."


    Upon hearing this, the female warrior flew into a rage, crushed the head of a Centaur on the ground with her foot, her face contorted with ferocity not fitting her beautiful features, and charged toward the Centaur leader with her spear and shield raised.


    "You dare to look down on me? Fuck you!"


    The Centaur leader, seeing this, immediately drew a bronze spear from behind and shot it at the charging female warrior.


    The female warrior swung her round shield to easily block the spear and scoffed in disdain.


    "And you think you can sleep with me? Haven''t you eaten? Four-hoofed beast!"


    Then, she threw her long spear with tremendous force, impaling the Centaur leader against a tree.


    "Looks like, mine is both harder and bigger."


    The triumphant female warrior, sarcastically taunted again, let out coarse jokes effortlessly from her mouth, then stepped forward, intent on pulling out the long spear that had pierced through the Centaur leader and the tree trunk together.


    However, just as she grasped the handle of the spear, a bizarre black and red mudflow burst out from the wound of the Centaur leader, twisting around the female warrior''s arm like writhing serpents.


    What the hell is this?!


    The female warrior was startled, ready to let go and retreat, but a strong sensation of heaviness came from below.


    She looked down, startled to find her legs had somehow sunk into a pool of black and red mire, an indescribable, chilling aura spreading up her arms and legs, making her body feel weak and dizzy.


    "She can''t move!"


    "Kill her! Kill her!"


    The surrounding Centaurs, noticing something was wrong, excitedly shouted.


    "Come on, watch me tear you four-hoofed beasts to pieces!"


    The female warrior gritted her teeth and roared, her face full of fierce killing intent.


    The Centaurs who had witnessed this woman''s ferocity, intimidated by her aura, dared not advance.


    Just as the standoff on the field fell into a stalemate, a rather clever Centaur had an idea and bellowed loudly.


    "Cut down the trees! Cut down the trees!"


    The Centaurs, hearing this, their eyes lit up, and they swung their weapons, pushing the surrounding fallen trees toward the immobile female warrior on the ground.


    Facing the continuously falling giant trees, the female warrior who could hardly move was immediately knocked down to the ground, her entire body nearly sinking into the pool of dark red mud beneath her feet.


    She struggled to prop herself up, cursing angrily.


    "Damn mongrels! What skill is there in using sneaky tricks, let me out if you have the guts!"


    However, the Centaurs, clearly not creatures of martial virtue, seeing their attack was effective, continued to push the felled trees toward the female warrior on the ground.


    As more trees piled on her, the female warrior gradually became powerless, half of her face sinking into the mysteriously appearing stream of dark red mud on the ground, her breath growing more and more labored.


    Seeing that she seemed about to be crushed to death by these trees, the deeply humiliated female warrior, enduring the dizziness from the dark red mud entering her mouth, let out a resentful roar.


    "A duel! A damn duel!"


    To this, the Centaurs responded with a giant tree that three people together could barely embrace.


    Accompanied by the quivering sound of the trunk breaking, the ancient tree pushed together by force heavily slammed onto the female warrior on the ground.


    "Bang!"


    Just in the nick of time, a swiftly darting shadow broke through the air, and with a punch landed on the falling giant tree, the entire tree under the tremendous force instantly shattered into pieces, scattering in all directions.


    Several unprepared Centaurs, struck by the flying wooden splinters, covered their bloodied faces, screaming in pain.


    "Kill him! Kill him!"


    Accompanied by furious roars, the Centaurs wielding spears and shields and giant axes charged toward the intruder on the field, ready to tear him into pieces.


    However, before they could get close to him, dozens of purple-red streams of Magic Power shot out from the dense forest, instantly penetrating the heads of several Centaur companions.


    Just this one strike instantly sobered up the enraged Centaurs.


    Sensing fear in their hearts, they hastily retreated, trying to escape this bloody battlefield.


    But just as they turned around, they saw several dozens of silvery-grey skeletons wielding swords and shields emerging from the other side of the dense forest, completely blocking their retreat.


    Faced with attacks from both sides, the Centaurs turned their not-so-bright brains and, grinding their teeth, charged toward the closest intruder.


    First, capture him as a hostage!


    Seeing the Centaurs'' choice, Medea, not far away, raised her little hand, covering her eyes with pity.


    After a familiar sound of flesh tearing, Luo En shook off the flesh residue on his hand, bent down to pick up the last piece of wood, and pulled out the female warrior buried underneath, asking in a deep voice.


    "Hey, can you still make it?"


    "I won''t die..."


    The female warrior, leaning her half body against Luo En''s shoulder, opened her mouth, weakly replying.


    Luo En nodded, continuing to inquire.


    "What''s your name? Where''s your home?"


    "Kenneth... from... Thessaly..."


    With great effort, the female warrior spat out her last reply, then could no longer suppress the overwhelming waves of dizziness in her brain. Her vision went dark, and she fainted in Luo En''s arms.


    Is it her?


    Luo En glanced at the wheat-colored, exotic beauty in his arms, then looked toward the ground where a wisp of dark red mud was gradually fading and turned his gaze toward a patch of fallen grass in the dense forest, slightly frowning.


    Something seems a bit off about this Thessaly region.

 Chapter 506 34: You Are My Half-Brother

    The dust of battle had settled, and the bronze chariot carried three people out of the dense forest, moving further and further away.


    After a long while.


    Rustle~


    The dead leaves on the ground and the wild grass all around whispered softly with the wind, and streams of red-black mud surged out of the glowing cracks, enveloping the disarrayed centaur corpses within the forest.


    In the blink of an eye, the bloodstains, chunks of bodies, and weapons on the ground had vanished, replaced by an intricately woven red-black mud cocoon.


    Crack!


    A crisp cracking sound emanated from within outward, and a fair arm tore through the red-black membranous cocoon enveloping it; a svelte figure emerged, her dark purple hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, and her amber eyes��the perfect blend of innocence and seductiveness��as if embodying both sanctity and corruption, her aura contradictory yet unified.


    "Another deity? It sure is lively here."


    With a laugh as melodious as silver bells, the seductive girl stretched lazily, looking towards the direction where the bronze chariot had disappeared. Her rolling pink tongue lightly licked her moist lips, her beautiful eyes flickering mysteriously.


    "It looks like it''s time to raise the difficulty of the game..."


    "Snap!" Accompanied by a crisp snapping of fingers, the seductive girl''s shadow seemed to transform into a puddle of red-black mud, spreading outwards. Centaurs armed with spears, shields, and massive axes, their bodies black as ink and eyes a brutal crimson, emerged from the mud, their bodies covered in red-black patterns.


    ~~


    The racing bronze chariot traveled over a rugged mountain road, inevitably causing Luo En and Cainis to jostle up and down. Cainis moaned softly, holding her throbbing head as she barely managed to sit up, opening her eyes to look at the man and woman in front of her.


    "Was it you who saved me?"


    "Yes." Luo En nodded, casually taking a magic potion from the Magic Circle Diagram and handing it to Cainis, who was forcefully rubbing her head, "You seem a bit off, take this tranquilizer to ease your mind."


    "Tranquilizer? That stuff''s for women!" Cainis disdainfully swatted away the tranquilizing magic potion, pointing at the flask hanging at Luo En''s waist, unable to suppress her thirst, "Got any booze? Give me a swig!"


    Luo En unhooked the flask and handed it over, taking the opportunity to kindly remind her, "Your injuries aren''t healed, try not to drink too much."


    But before he could finish, Cainis eagerly snatched the flask, pulled out the wooden stopper, and first took a deep breath from the opening, then her eyes lit up.


    "Top-grade Ambrosial Honey Wine, nice stuff."


    The female warrior tilted her head back and guzzled gratifyingly, then, fully satisfied, she put down the flask, issuing a truly delighted cheer.


    "Refreshing!"


    Luo En looked at the now-empty flask in his hands, his expression slightly darkened.


    "One swig?"


    "Of course, one swig!"


    Cainis responded matter-of-factly, hooking one arm around her savior''s shoulder and heartily patting her chest with the other hand, vowing cheerfully.


    "Hey, no need to be so stingy, once we get into the city, I''ll treat you to whatever you want to eat or drink!"


    Seeing the two vivaciously shaking sun-kissed round breasts, Luo En understood she was quite an open-hearted woman. Taking advantage of the journey, he subtlety probed about the recent situations in Thessaly.


    Indeed, as Luo En expected, Cainis candidly shared everything she knew.


    Recently, Thessaly had been restless, suffering frequent raids from the Giant Spirit Clan, with livestock and people vanishing all too often.


    By the time the City Defense Force and Patrol Team found those missing, they often discovered nothing but bones, with some suspect tools used to worship the Old Gods left at the scenes.


    Hearing the news, the residents of Thessaly were in great distress, affecting production, daily life, and even the sacrifices made to the gods.


    For this reason, King Admetos summoned the Divine Blood Heroes in the realm, hoping to deliberate strategies together and root out those vermin from their burrows.


    Cainis was among the first group of Divine Blood Heroes to join the expedition. Although her appearance was quite outstanding in Thessaly, even having the reputation of the most beautiful woman in Thessaly, pursued by many men, her fiery personality and temper made this female warrior prefer to be alone.


    Indeed, hearing about the kidnapping incidents in nearby villages, she rushed over alone, hoping to catch the Giant Spirit Clan''s tail but instead found a group of centaurs taking advantage of the chaos.


    Luo En scrutinized Cainis, his expression skeptical.


    "So, you took them on by yourself and almost got killed by them?"


    In the "Iliad" it was mentioned she was of the lineage of Ares, God of War, and in "Metamorphoses" it was even said she was the daughter of The Atlas Titan, Atlas. The combination of these two strains of divine blood not only shaped her fiery personality but also endowed her with an almost invulnerable body and considerable fighting prowess.


    Being able to show off as one of Thessaly''s notable Divine Blood Heroes, how did she almost get overturned by a few dozen centaurs?


    "They played dirty!"


    Cainis complained indignantly, then began to defend herself.


    "We had an agreement for me to take on the whole lot of them alone, but they cast spells on me behind my back, making it impossible for me to stand, truly lacking martial integrity!"


    Luo En frowned slightly upon hearing this.


    Centaurs are skilled in mounted archery and hit-and-run strategies, but they have little understanding of magic and curses; their community is almost devoid of mages.


    And as a demigod, one typically possesses a certain degree of resistance to magic. Let alone the barely magic-savvy centaur clan, even a professional enchantress like Medea would find it challenging to break Cainis''s magic resistance so easily.

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    In that forest... were there any experts?


    As Luo En frowned in thought, Cainis cleared her throat, changing the subject.


    "Right, what about you guys? Why did you come to Thessaly at this time?"


    "We are from the Academy of Athens, entrusted by the new Queen of Arcadia to assist Thessaly in subduing calamities."


    Luo En put on a convincing cover story, introducing himself and Medea to Cainis.


    "So, you''re allies?" Cainis''s interest piqued, she coughed and rubbed her hands together, "Can we talk business?"


    "What?"


    "About the incident in the forest just now..."


    Cainis looked embarrassed, as if she found it difficult to speak.


    Luo En blinked, feigning confusion.


    "What incident in the forest? Didn''t we run into each other on our way to clear out centaurs?"


    "That''s solid! From now on, you''re my brother from another father and mother!"


    Cainis first froze at his words, then her face broke into a smile. She enthusiastically wrapped her arm around the shoulder of her life-saving benefactor, drawing him into an embrace and pointing towards the silhouette of the city that had appeared ahead, laughing heartily.


    "Come on, follow me into the city. It''s my treat!"


    "Umm~~"


    The muffled groan of Luo En''s head, wedged between two wheat-colored burly arms, was lost in the embrace before he even entered the city, overwhelmed by the warmth of the people of Thessaly.


    What''s there to be proud of? They''ll sag sooner or later!


    Behind, Medea glanced down at her own plainly visible broad chest, then looked at her teacher being dragged away by Cainis, and hurriedly ran after them, indignant.


    On the way, Luo En had intended to bid Cainis farewell and head to the Royal Palace of Thessaly to report in, hoping to rendezvous with the Twins as soon as possible.


    However, he couldn''t resist Cainis''s determined invitation to thank him with a meal, and allowed the legendary beauty of Thessaly to pull him into the most famous restaurant in the Royal City.


    No sooner had they entered than three figures, two men and one woman, approached.


    Due to the narrow passageway, the tall girl with red hair and golden eyes, radiating a certain beauty from her features and figure, glanced at the man and woman arm-in-arm before her, a trace of disdain flickering through her eyes, then she brushed past Cainis briskly, heading towards the exit.


    Caught off guard, Cainis staggered and turned her head with a cold huff.


    "What''s the matter? Don''t you watch where you''re going?"


    The beautiful girl with red hair and golden eyes stopped, turned to look at them, and smiled as she spoke.


    "Ah, I''m sorry, I got distracted watching two monkeys mating in the street."


    "Next time you should..."


    Cainis was about to express her magnanimity, but seeing the mockery in the girl''s eyes, she immediately realized the insinuation behind her words and became furious.


    "Who are you calling names?"


    The red-haired girl''s smile grew even brighter as she was confronted.


    "Oh my, a monkey that can talk?"


    "Insult me again!"


    Cainis, unable to contain her anger, threw a punch at the red-haired girl''s face.


    "Bang!"


    With a metallic ring, Cainis watched as the brown-haired man whose chest had received her punch didn''t even flinch. Her expression changed slightly.


    "I apologize, my companion has spoken out of turn and offended both of you. Please forgive us."


    The elegantly boyish man among them stepped forward with an apologetic smile, then turned to look behind him.


    "Venus, come here and apologize."


    "Me, apologize? Why should I?"


    The red-haired girl scoffed, her face showing disdain.


    The young man''s ocean-blue eyes darkened. He twirled a bronze ring on his right ring finger.


    For some reason, the ill-tempered red-haired girl''s expression changed, a flash of wariness crossed her eyes, and, seemingly under some compulsion, she reluctantly stepped forward with a lazy huff.


    "My apologies, I didn''t mean to bump into you..."


    Hearing that sardonic tone, Cainis couldn''t help but clench her fists again.


    This woman was truly infuriating; she had never met such an aggravating person before!


    "I''m hungry, shall we go in to eat first?"


    The question that reached her ears made Cainis immediately suppress her anger and turn back to look at her savior.


    "Alright, I''ll order some of the best local dishes from Thessaly for you first!"


    Saying this, she stopped paying attention to the three people on the scene and led Luo En upstairs, ready to wholeheartedly entertain her lifesaver.


    The young man breathed a sigh of relief, casting a friendly glance at Luo En, who had spoken to defuse the tension, and then commanded the man and woman beside him.


    "Venus, Mars, we have things to do today; let''s leave."


    Upstairs, Luo En, who was sitting at the table, watched the three departing figures with narrowed eyes.


    The goddess of love and beauty Venus... the god of war Mars...


    Wasn''t this another name for members of the Olympian Twelve Gods?


    Usurping the names of the future gods, who exactly were they?


    "Don''t just stand there, eat, eat, eat! After we eat, I''ll take you to meet King Admetos!"


    Cainis, sitting nearby, snapped Luo En out of his thoughts, enthusiastically calling out.


    Unable to refuse such generosity, Luo En and Medea set aside their distractions and began to enjoy the lavish meal.


    After eating for more than two hours, everyone was full and satisfied, and Cainis happily settled the bill, taking Luo En and the others into the Royal Palace.


    With the local Divine Blood Hero Cainis accompanying them, they were unobstructed along the way and successfully met King Admetos of Thessaly in the Royal Palace.


    Now, the ruler had reached middle age with long black hair draped over his shoulders, a gentle yet majestic demeanor, and eyes that held depths of wisdom accumulated over the years.


    Beside the king sat a man with an antique face, full of beard, with thick joints in his hands, and a more robust figure than the rest, the javelin and shield next to him a size larger than those of others.


    If it weren''t for the occasional sharpness in his eyes, he would look more like an old farmer than a warrior to outsiders.


    Initially, Luo En wasn''t aware of this "farmer''s" identity, but as Cainis called out the man''s name, a strange hue emerged in his eyes.


    Telamon, the father of the demigod hero Great Aeas from the Trojan War.


    He was also the good friend of Hercules.


    Despite his unremarkable appearance, this "farmer" possessed the virtues of humanity��reason and wisdom.


    To Luo En''s knowledge, Telamon was a perfect example of a fool concealing his wisdom.


    In a certain campaign against the city of Troy, Telamon was the first to break through the gates, charging into the city to earn the highest glory, even leaving Hercules behind.


    The first time in his life, the mighty hero was surpassed by another hero in battle. Under the madness of Hera''s curse, Hercules was furious and jealous.


    So, Hercules lost his senses, drew his sword, and sought to cut down Telamon, who was leading the way.


    Telamon, glancing back, guessed Hercules''s intention, quickly bent down and gathered nearby bricks and stones, piling them up while calling his comrades.


    When asked by others what he was doing there, he replied, "I''m building an altar here for the victor, Hercules!"


    These words brought Hercules back to his senses, filled with shame. He immediately apologized to Telamon and joined the fight with the rest.


    Afterward, the great hero drew his bow, shot down the Trojan king and several of his sons at the time, with only one prince surviving unscathed; the Trojans lost their will to fight completely.


    To thank Telamon, Hercules gave the Trojan princess to this great hero, and he returned home with his beautiful prize.


    Even just a glimpse gave Luo En a look at the exceptional adaptability and wisdom of this "farmer."


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t be talking about a beauty but rather wouldn''t be able to save his head.


    After all, countless heroes had died directly or indirectly at the hands of Hercules, the cursed son.


    Compared to his contemporaries, Telamon wasn''t the strongest, but he managed to keep himself safe for a long time with his wisdom,


    Of course, what truly concerned Luo En about this hero was not his achievements, but his bloodline.


    Peilius, who had died at the hands of Luo En, was Telamon''s blood brother.


    To encounter an enemy in such a place? Hopefully, this demigod hero would be more reasonable than his brother.


    Luo En shook his head, muttering to himself, and then his brow furrowed as he noticed the three familiar figures who had appeared in the palace.


    The three people he had encountered in the morning were also there!

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    "It''s you again!"


    At that moment, Cainis, who had clashed with the three individuals that morning, could barely contain her anger and began to menacingly rub her hands together.


    "You dare to show your face again? Looking for a beating, are you?"


    Seeing this, King Admetos quickly stopped Cainis, who was about to advance and start a fight.


    "Cainis, these are guests from the kingdom of Iolcus, come specifically to help Thessaly with the giant crisis. You must not be rude!"


    "They came all the way from Iolcus to help us? Is there such a good thing?"


    Cainis raised an eyebrow and then let out a cold laugh.


    "Since when did that greedy old man Peli As become a paragon of virtue helping others? I bet there''s a catch, isn''t there?"


    "Be quiet!"


    King Admetos glared at his outspoken subordinate, then turned somewhat awkwardly to the two men and one woman beside him, managing a wry smile.


    "It seems there might be some misunderstanding between you all, so please, first move to the garden. My wife, Alcestis, has prepared a banquet there. She has lived in Thessaly for a long time and misses her homeland dearly. Once I handle these trivial matters, I will definitely come and personally apologize to you all."


    The leader, a handsome young man, nodded with a smile and obediently descended the stairs laid out by King Admetos.


    "Great, I also wanted to chat more with that niece of the queen, so I won''t disturb His Majesty any longer."


    King Admetos sighed in relief as several maids led the three towards the garden.


    However, before he could catch his breath, a hand heavily slapped his shoulder, almost making him stumble.


    "Hey, he called her ''queen''s niece''? So, that makes him your uncle too? When did Peli As have such a brother? Didn''t that old man already eliminate all his eligible brothers to usurp the throne?"


    Hearing the voice behind him, Admetos steadied himself by the throne and turned to see Cainis, who had sneaked up behind him, and he explained helplessly.


    "They are Atlanteans, from the Sea God Temple."


    "Oh, they''re Poseidon''s breed. I was wondering why I smelled a fishy odor from afar."


    Cainis nodded thoughtfully, her eyes filled with mockery as she watched the three walk away.


    In the corner, Luo En was enjoying the spectacle, quietly whispering an explanation to Medea beside him.


    The former king of Iolcus, Cretheus, married his brother''s daughter, Thilo, and they had three children, passing the throne to their eldest son, Aeson.


    However, Queen Thilo had an affair with the God of the Sea, Poseidon, during her marriage and secretly bore two illegitimate sons.


    The current king of Iolcus, Peli As, was one of those illegitimate sons. Driven by ambition, he took advantage of civil unrest to scheme against his brother Aeson, usurping the throne and exiling him.


    But because of his illegitimacy, Peli As became suspicious and cold, treating his close kin with caution and harshness.


    This king of Thessaly, King Admetos, faced much difficulty from his future father-in-law, Peli As, when courting his daughter, Alcestis.


    If it hadn''t been for the timely friendship with Apollo, who was serving a sentence in Thessaly, and the strong support of this God of Light, Admetos might not have succeeded in winning his bride.


    Even though they became in-laws, the relationship between the two men was not harmonious.


    Peli As, being selfish by nature, would not bother about his daughter and son-in-law''s welfare unless there was a clear benefit for him. If a disaster befell Thessaly, he would more likely exploit the situation to seize people and resources under the guise of rebirth of faith.


    So, this was why Cainis directly ridiculed the notion upon hearing that the three were introduced by Peli As.


    And judging by the reactions of King Admetos and the three guests earlier, it was apparent Cainis had guessed correctly.


    "Their condition for helping is that I build a Temple for Poseidon in the Royal City and personally preside over the sacrifice."


    Admetos said, his eyes flickering with disgust.


    The implication was clear: a nation''s leader personally conducting a grand sacrifice to another Chief God in public meant abandoning their original faith and adopting a new Chief God as the protector of the city-state.


    The gods are merely asleep, not dead.


    Moreover, Thessaly currently worships the Divine King, Zeus.


    He dared not do such a thing openly; he''d probably not see the Sun the morning after the sacrifice finished.


    Moreover, it was well-known that Poseidon only cared about the spread of his faith and his own benefits, seldom cleaning up others'' messes. Believing he would assist in mitigating pressure after the incident was less reliable than believing in an unpolluted River Styx.


    Of course, it was also possible that this scenario was exactly what Poseidon and Peli As wanted to see.


    With his death, the other side could take advantage of Thessaly''s chaos to seize its people and resources under the pretense of reestablishing faith.


    Luo En, satisfied with his share of drama, listened with a quiet smile, offering no opinions or reactions.


    Admetos, unlike the straightforward Cainis, said these things in public mainly to express closeness and garner sympathy, perhaps planning to use their help in the future to counter the expansion of the Sea God Temple.


    Unfortunately, Admetos''s little trick was no match for the higher-ranked Luo En, amounting to nothing but casting flirtatious glances into thin air.


    "Let''s drop this, there are guests present. Let''s not speak of these schemes and intrigues."

 Chapter 509 35: Lack of Skill in Tea Art, Must Add Thick Cream (4k)_2

    Admetos, seeing that his attempt to make nice had not achieved the expected effect, reluctantly stopped the discussion, with a warm and humble smile on his face, he took the initiative to step down and inquire.


    "Cainis, introduce me to these long-distance friends of yours, please."


    Cainis scratched his head, straining to recall the identity information Luo En had mentioned, when a deep and solemn voice came from outside the hall.


    "They come from Arcadia, entrusted by the Goddess Artemis to alleviate your worries."


    At the same time, two figures, shoulder to shoulder, clad in blood-stained Golden Armor, each holding the hideous head of a giant, stepped into the entrance of the hall, bowing toward Luo En with a relaxed and friendly smile on their faces.


    "To fight alongside Your Excellency once more is truly a stroke of luck."


    A small figure then burst out from behind them, excitedly dashing to Luo En, with bright, shinning eyes flickering with excitement like a thirsty deer sighting a stream.


    "You''ve finally arrived!"


    Luo En smiled and nodded his head, his gaze sweeping over the twins and Helen, then turned to look at King Admetos, taking the initiative to make a courteous gesture.


    "Your Majesty, it is a pleasure to meet you."


    "Pleasure, pleasure to meet..."


    Admetos nodded hurriedly, his expression oddly stiff.


    Seeing the king''s reaction, Luo En suddenly remembered that Artemis had once, under the pretext that he had forgotten to sacrifice to her, thrown a snake into Admetos''s bridal chamber on his wedding night, scaring the poor King to death, and then used his spirit as a bargaining chip to teach her stubborn younger brother Apollo a lesson.


    After all, even if one were a true deity, having their pants down and discovering a snake baring its fangs under the covers at night might leave some mental scars.


    Of course, for the likes of Zeus and Poseidon, it would likely be the snake that ended up with the mental scars back then.


    Seeing Admetos shivering under Artemis''s frightening influence, Luo En quickly opened his mouth to reassure.


    "To quell disasters and spare the innocent populace from torment is also the mission entrusted to us by Goddess Athena and the Shepherd on War God Mountain."


    Upon hearing this, Admetos, who had been on edge, finally relaxed a little.


    It was good that it wasn''t the Goddess of the Hunt specifically sending someone for him, and with Goddess Athena, the mother of humanity, and the Shepherd from War God Mountain backing him, he should be alright this time.


    Once his mind was at ease, Admetos gathered everyone together, hosting a banquet while detailing the current situation in Thessaly at the dinner table.


    The raids by the Giant Spirit Clan were currently quite covert, mostly small in scale, targeting remote towns and villages that were out of the loop. By the time the news arrived, they were long gone.


    These giants seemed very cautious, immediately burrowing underground at the first sign of trouble. Facing complex underground tunnels, if Thessaly sent too many people, the enemy would simply not show themselves; if too few went, they risked becoming fodder for those underground creatures.


    With the enemy hidden and themselves exposed, the situation was quite passive, leaving everyone without any great solution to completely eradicate the calamity.


    So, they had no choice but to decide to keep moving the population for now, consolidating their defenses while several Divine Blood Heroes led elite teams to roam outside, aiming to figure out the patterns and lairs of the Giant Spirit Clan. Then, when the time was ripe, they would strike like thunder and finish the job in one fell swoop.


    After briefly discussing the important matters, night had gradually fallen.


    Admetos glanced at the dimming sky outside the window, put down his goblet, and stood up.


    "Let us call it a day. You must be exhausted from your journey. Rest for the night, and when you are refreshed, we will join heads to tackle the troubles at hand."


    He then pointed towards the garden direction, with a wry and apologetic smile.


    "As I have relatives visiting, I cannot offer you lodging in the Royal Palace. The hospitality for all of you will be taken care of by my two good friends��Telamon and Cainis. Please forgive us for any shortcomings."


    The guests listened to the king''s down-to-earth complaint, chuckling softly, and nodded their heads in understanding.


    Telamon was responsible for hosting the three Princes and Princess from Sparta, while Cainis was in charge of hosting Luo En and Medea from Arcadia.


    However, at the entrance to the estate, when it came to allocating specific accommodations, Helen trotted over with magic wand in hand and approached Cainis and the two others, whispering a request.


    "Can we stay together?"


    "Why? Your brothers are just across the way."


    Cainis scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.


    "Because..." Helen opened her mouth, stealing a glance at someone, then suddenly grabbed the delicate little hand beside her and said, "Because, I''ve missed Medea!"


    "?"


    As Helen affectionately lunged at her, Medea was stunned, her mind filled with question marks.


    Were they that close? Had they not just had an argument?


    Meanwhile, Cainis, who was to provide accommodation, also faced a quandary.


    "That doesn''t seem very feasible, my house is quite small, with only three rooms, fitting another person in might be a bit of a squeeze."


    "It''s alright, we can squeeze in."


    Helen responded without hesitation, her gaze passing over Cainis, firmly fixed on Luo En behind her.


    At that moment, Medea noticed Helen''s subtle movements and had an epiphany.


    "She''s actually considering this? This sly vixen!"


    Following a muttered curse, Medea''s eyes darted around before she revealed a sweet smile,


    "I haven''t seen Helen in so long; let her join us."


    "But the room..."


    "I can..."


    Just as Helen was about to speak up, Medea beat her to it.


    "Give her my room, I''ll just squeeze in with my senior brother."


    Thereupon, she took Helen''s hands with a look of sincerity and warmth in her eyes.


    "I don''t mind making do, I absolutely can''t let my dear sister suffer."


    Oh great, it''s not enough that this she-cat and you ate my Golden Apple, now you want to compete for beds with me!


    Knowing her scheming had been exposed, Helen clenched her teeth and steeled her heart, mimicking Medea''s expression and tone, returning the sweet smile.


    "No, as good sisters, how can I bear to see you uncomfortable? Besides, it was me who insisted on cramming in, so let me take care of the shared lodging."


    "How could I, I can''t let you be uncomfortable!"


    "It''s not, really, it''s not uncomfortable!"


    The two exchanged words with smiles brimming on their faces, earnestly looking at each other, their arms locked in a "friendly" embrace, marked with bruises due to their excessive "closeness."


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn''t help but retreat further into the shadows.


    Such a strong whiff of tea, if I drank this tonight, I''d definitely be up all night.


    And as he observed the teeth-clenched "good sisters" on the field, Cainis couldn''t help but show a hint of suspicion on her face.


    "Is your friendship really that strong?"


    "Of course!"


    "Absolutely necessary!"


    Seeing Cainis becoming suspicious, the two released their stiff arms simultaneously and hugged each other affectionately.


    Cainis slapped her forehead and came up with a perfect solution.


    "Then it''s settled, you two will sleep together, and that guy and I will take a room each."


    "Great!"


    Luo En hastily raised his hand in support, his heart finally settling down, turning to look at Cainis with fondness and admiration in his eyes.


    Who says the children of Ares are all brutes? They''re simply wise fools, just look, how clever that was! Sorting out the core issue in an instant!


    Medea and Helen, upon hearing this, were instantly dumbfounded, quickly separating from each other, coughing and scrambling to explain.


    "Although it''s not entirely impossible, I''m not quite accustomed to sleeping with others."


    "Me neither..."


    "You two really are troublesome."


    Cainis complained with a dark face and, with a wave of her hand, impatiently made arrangements.


    "Forget it, one room for each of you, and I''ll squeeze in with this guy."


    "?"


    "?"


    "?"


    Instantly, three heads popped up with question marks, all looking bewilderedly at the host who had offered accommodations.


    "What are you standing around for? If we keep arguing, it''ll be daylight soon. You might not sleep, but I need to; it''s decided!"


    Having said that, Cainis didn''t wait for the three to respond, directly dragging Luo En into the house. Then with a bang, she closed the room door and casually activated a Defensive Charm.


    Soon after, the sounds of armor clashing onto the floor and clothes rustling, along with the creak of the bed frame, emanated from the pitch-black room.


    Medea and Helen stood dumbstruck at the doorway, utterly disheveled in the breeze.

 Chapter 510 36: Awesome, Everything Can Be Awesome! (4.6k)

    The room was strewn with armor plates and clothing carelessly discarded everywhere, while Cainis, having burst out of her gear, sprawled across the bed, sound asleep.


    Under the loose blanket, her healthy wheat-colored skin gleamed an enticing honey hue in the moonlight, with two substantial fruits only covering a third of them, vaguely revealing the scenery at the peak.


    Next to her, Luo En carefully removed the arm resting on his chest and gave a glance to Cainis, who had almost gone to bed naked, and couldn''t help but laugh and cry at the situation.


    You really don''t see me as an outsider, brother...


    While Luo En was shaking his head, deep snores began to resonate beside his ear.


    At this moment, Cainis'' body was spread out in a star shape, her taut muscles relaxed in a comfortable way, clearly in a deep sleep.


    It was evident that this female warrior was truly exhausted.


    After all, she had first chased for dozens of miles, battled intensely with several centaurs in the dense forest; then was struck by a strange curse that left her body limp, nearly getting buried under dozens of large trees pushed over by the centaurs; and as soon as she regained consciousness, she had to lead them into the city non-stop to meet King Thessaly...


    Even an iron man would inevitably feel tired after such back-and-forth turmoil.


    Thinking this, Luo En consciously quieted his movements and breathing to avoid disturbing the resting warrior.


    At this time, the two little green teas outside were probably still squatting at his door, ready to transform the scene into a white academic study, or even worse, an Asura Field, as soon as he stepped out.


    If they tangled with him, he wouldn''t have a peaceful night.


    Compared to them, although Cainis had a somewhat criminally voluptuous body and it was easy to misjudge the distance leading to unintended contact, she really treated him, her lifesaver, like a brother. This made her safer compared to the two outside who seemed intent on devouring him.


    With a brief thought in his mind, Luo En adopted an attitude of ''since it''s come to this, rest easy'' and gently closed his eyes, preparing to rest.


    An hour later.


    "Snap!"


    Accompanied by a crisp sound, Luo En opened his eyes and removed the thirteenth paw that had landed on his face, then looked down at the two round thighs entwined around his waist in an old tree root style, expressionlessly prying apart the deadly scissor legs.


    However, as soon as he freed his lower body, his upper body fell captive.


    The sleeping Cainis flailed her arms, grabbing a soft object nearby and stuffing it into her embrace as a pillow, emitting a contented murmur in her dreams.


    With half of his head buried in the valley, Luo En felt suffocated and softness against his mouth and nose, and couldn''t help but widen his eyes, all sleepiness wiped from his mind.


    How is one supposed to sleep like this!


    Faced with his shameless roommate''s repeated harassment, Luo En, unable to bear it any longer, darkened his face, pulled Cainis from his body, decisively jumped out of bed, and slipped out to the courtyard for a walk, seeking some peace of mind.


    By this time, the two little green teas outside had already disappeared without a trace, and judging by the breaths coming from the two rooms across from him, they had clearly each gone to their rooms to rest.


    Feeling relieved, Luo En sat at the stone table in the courtyard, pulled out a cherished fine wine, and leisurely began to drink alone.


    The night was cool as water, the moonlight thin as gauze, mingled with the pleasant chirping of insects around, the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.


    After a few drinks, Luo En dipped his fingertip in the remaining wine in his cup, tracing several lines of Hermes script on the table.


    Infusing a little divine power into them, a soft humming noise ensued, and the figure of a purple-haired goddess with golden eyes appeared within the rotating Magic Circle Diagram.


    "Long time no see, Sister Ya."


    In the Magic Circle Diagram, the purple-haired goddess, who was reviewing documents in her bedroom, paused her pen and slightly raised an eyebrow, humming a question.


    "Hm? What should you call me outside?"


    "Alright, alright, Lady Shachi."


    Luo En rolled his eyes, reluctantly playing along with the roleplay.


    "Still in Troizen City?"


    "Yes, that''s right."


    "What''s caused the delay? Is there a situation?"


    "Indeed, there''s been a complication..."


    Athena nodded slightly, her gaze sharp, and answered solemnly.


    "I''ve encountered people from the Sea God Temple here."


    "The ones you take seriously can''t be ordinary Atlanteans, right?"


    Luo En swirled the wine in his glass, asking with a hint of interest.


    Pleased with her brother''s consistent sharpness, Athena opened her mouth to add more information.


    "They call themselves ''Marine Fighters,'' and they''re all equipped with ''Scale Robes'' forged from mountain bronze, making them quite tricky to deal with."


    "Are they stronger than the ''Sacred Robes'' from War God Mountain?"


    "It''s hard to distinguish in terms of quality, but in quantity, the Sea God Temple''s ''Scale Robes'' are fully equipped, even ordinary Atlantean soldiers wear them."


    "That shouldn''t be the case..."


    Luo En frowned, a look of confusion spreading across his face.


    "The ''Sacred Robes'' from War God Mountain were personally forged by Hephaestus, imbued with exceptional divinity and divine power. With Poseidon having undergone so many repairs, not to mention burying the Atlantis continent under the sea, where did he get so many ''Scale Robes''? Even if the Atlantean mountain bronze is as common as cabbage, it shouldn''t be easy to solve on a technical level. Could it be that they also have a God of Craftsmanship on their side?"


    "Actually, they do..."


    "?"


    Luo En''s eyes widened in surprise as he looked towards Athena.


    Hephaestus has defected? That can''t be right.


    "It''s unrelated to Hephaestus; it''s a foreign deity named ''Vulcan'' who is said to be behind these ''Scale Robes.''"


    As Athena picked up her pen, she sketched a simple picture of a red-bearded burly man and several odd bronze machines, showing it to Luo En.

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    "Besides, he also created a thing called ''Automaton Soldiers'' to assist the Marine Fighters of the Sea God Temple in combat, compensating for the current population shortage of the Atlantis tribe."


    Vulcan?


    Luo En heard this name and couldn''t help but furrow his brows deeply.


    This was the deity of fire and craftsmanship in the future Roman mythology, equivalent to the present God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus.


    And the Venus and Mars he met in Thessaly City during the day could be respectively linked to the Love Goddess Aphrodite and Ares, God of War.


    If one was a coincidence, then the successive appearance of three proved that the ''foreigners'' who claimed to be deities definitely had a problem!


    With this thought, Luo En shared his observations from Thessaly with Athena.


    The Goddess of Wisdom contemplated for a moment, then murmured with a hint of realization.


    "No wonder..."


    "What did you think of?"


    Upon hearing Luo En''s question, Athena snapped back to reality and started speaking in a deep voice.


    "Do you remember Talos on Crete Island?"


    "That Bronze Giant?"


    "Yes." Athena nodded, her gaze gradually turning deep, "I suspect that these people we are encountering might come from the same tribe as Talos."


    "The Bronze tribe?" Luo En was slightly startled, puzzled, "Weren''t they eradicated by Zeus?"


    "The Golden Humans were also wiped out once, and look what happened? They are still jumping around in Atlantis. The Sea of Chaos is boundless; if one is determined, hiding something is not really that difficult."


    Athena spoke calmly, then her eyes sparkled as she added solemnly.


    "And do you know the real reason why the Bronze tribe was destroyed?"


    "What?"


    "Usurping the names of gods, stealing Divine Power, trying to reach the heavens with a mortal''s body!"


    Athena mused with a hint of a playful smile at the corners of her mouth.


    "It seems my uncle has gotten himself mixed up with them."


    "Marine Fighters, Scaled Robes, Automaton Soldiers, the remnants of the Bronze Age... Can you handle all this trouble?"


    Luo En frowned and asked with concern.


    Athena gave Luo En a proud look and huffed indignantly.


    "You''re underestimating me too much. Think about why you encountered the ''Mechanical God'' of the Bronze tribe in Thessaly?"


    Luo En thought for a moment, then it dawned on him.


    "You''ve dealt with the Sea God Temple? They couldn''t establish themselves in Troizen City, so those Mechanical Gods came inland looking for a new city-state to use as a stepping stone?"


    "You''re smart." Athena slightly lifted her radiant chin, a touch of self-satisfaction on her beautiful face.


    "I''ve had a few encounters with those Mechanical Gods. Although I was caught off guard at first, once the situation was stabilized, I won. The Sea God Temple not only failed to gain advantage over me, but Theseus, whom they wanted to win over, has already joined my forces as the Holy Warrior of the Aries Palace."


    "Even if you''ve turned Theseus, it won''t be easy to eliminate the influence of the Sea God Temple in Troizen City, right? After all, with three Mechanical Gods, Poseidon, and a large number of sea deities, it seems impossible they would just sit by and watch, doesn''t it?"


    "That''s why I''ve called quite a few old friends from War God Mountain."


    Athena said playfully, winking as she revealed the current state of her forces.


    In addition to the newly recruited Holy Warrior of Aries Theseus, there were also the Medicine God Asclepius, who had completed his physical reconstruction and inherited the Ophiuchus Sacred Robe, the second-generation Goddess of Justice Astraea, who had been granted the Libra Sacred Robe, and the recently appointed Sagittarius Sage Chiron and his numerous outstanding graduates from the Academy of Athens.


    Many of these demigods, who had studied at the Academy of Athens, were given Bronze and Silver Sacred Robes upon graduation and were genuine heirs of War God Mountain.


    Luo En was amazed as he listened to Athena''s military lineup.


    Over thirty Silver and Bronze Holy Warriors, plus the four new and old Gold Saints. Among the Gold Saints, aside from the newly joined Theseus whose strength was somewhat mediocre, the three - Medicine God Asclepius, the second-generation Goddess of Justice Astraea, and Sage Chiron - were among the top supports and combatants of the deities.


    With the boost from the Golden Saint Cloths, even Poseidon would have to weigh whether his teeth were sharp enough. No wonder the Sea God Temple hasn''t been able to take down Troizen City and instead had turned to Thessaly in search of a breakthrough.


    It must be said that Ms. Sasha, as Athena''s spokesperson, indeed had impressive achievements in recruiting followers. In a short time after leaving War God Mountain, she had gathered a large group of reliable subordinates.


    In contrast, Luo En in Arcadia had been acting as both father and mother, contributing over eighty percent of the team''s damage output, almost to the point of spitting blood, and just barely managed to win by lying down with a bunch of traitors and bumbling teammates.


    In the end, he merely processed the employment paperwork for the Twins, completely overshadowed by Athena in the recruitment performance.


    Although the numbers were not encouraging, to save his own dignity, Luo En had no choice but to level moral criticism against Athena.


    "Theseus and Asclepius might be fine, but Astraea is the disciple and Lesser Deity of Themis. By recruiting her into your ranks, how will you explain when Themis wakes up?"


    "Explain what? The whole of War God Mountain is mine. What''s wrong with wanting her disciple? When she wakes up, if her strength isn''t enough, I''m thinking of taking her in as well."


    The source of all evil in n.t.r culture, the straightforward Minotaur God of Crete, spoke unabashedly, exuding dominance.


    As a second-generation Minotaur, Luo En listened and inwardly heightened his vigilance.


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 Chapter 512 36: Awesome, Everything Can Be Awesome! (4.6k)_3

    Themis was still unconscious, and Athena was already plotting against this elder. What if he was actually declining in power?


    The Goddess of Wisdom would likely show no mercy, knocking him to his knees before dragging him back to do stellar labor.


    Therefore, to ensure he wasn''t overrun, he had to stay ahead of his older sister in every aspect.


    Thinking of this, he suddenly felt an urgent pressure behind him and started to inquire about more intelligence on the Sacred Robes, trying to boost his recruitment performance as quickly as possible.


    "Speaking of which, aren''t there only twelve Golden Saint Cloths in the Zodiac? What''s the deal with Ophiuchus?"


    "Who told you there are only twelve fixed sets of Golden Saint Cloths?"


    Luo En was at a loss for words upon hearing this.


    Seeing this, Athena patiently explained.


    "Nothing is immutable. Since the creation from Chaos millions of years ago, and after such large-scale evolution, even Polaris is not eternally stationary. It''s common for stars to reach the end of their lives, old stars to die, and new stars to be born. And to make the Astrolabe even more beautiful, the stars will also change positions with each other, so the status of the Zodiac is neither constant nor irreplaceable."


    "But as I recall, Ophiuchus was originally designed to be of silver rank, right? Can it replace a position in the Zodiac?"


    "Is silver necessarily weaker than gold? Can a child clad in armor truly defeat a demigod in plain clothes?"


    Hearing Athena''s meaningful question, Luo En pondered.


    "So, the true measure of strength doesn''t lie solely in the Sacred Robe itself, but also in the power and potential of the wearer?"


    Athena nodded and looked at Luo En, deep in thought.


    "I''m guessing your progress is so slow because you believe there are too few Golden Rank Sacred Robes and you need to meticulously select suitable candidates. Releasing the silver and bronze rank Sacred Robes, you worry it might limit some people''s innate abilities and talents."


    Luo En reluctantly nodded; this was precisely his concern.


    Therefore, despite their considerable strengths, Medea and Atalanta had yet to receive suitable Sacred Robes.


    "You''re overthinking it."


    Athena rolled her eyes at her overly clever brother and spoke up lightly.


    "The color of the Sacred Robes is just a symbol of different statuses within the Sanctuary, not of strength. Whether one is weaker or stronger still depends on the wearer. So you can confidently distribute these Sacred Robes to those you favor."


    "Isn''t that too careless? What if a wearer dies?"


    "That''s even better. Once they die, the Sacred Robes can automatically return to the Sanctuary, to be inherited by the next person. And the more hands it passes through, the more combat experience the new wearer can gain from it."


    "?"


    Luo En showed surprise at these words.


    "Memory function..." Athena casually explained, "When Goddess Mnemosyne resided on War God Mountain, I asked her to infuse a trace of her Memory Divinity into the Sacred Robes, allowing them to absorb each wearer''s battle talent and combat experience, ensuring that the Sacred Robes would grow increasingly strong in use. After all, they can only usurp the Divine Authority of the heavens if they continue to ascend to new levels."


    Luo En caught the implied meaning, a hint of amazement flickering in his eyes.


    "So, Sacred Robes are alive? They can evolve continually with the nurturing of the wearer?"


    It seemed that these wearers could also serve as Experience Packs, becoming upgrade materials for the Sacred Robes.


    "Exactly, be it gold, silver, or bronze, none of these are the end point of a Sacred Robe."


    Athena paused, then spoke solemnly.


    "To bring the gods'' glory from the sky to the earth, and allow the wearer to stand shoulder to shoulder with the divine in mortal form��this is the true essence of a Sacred Robe!"


    "Divine Cloth?"


    "Hmm, it''s not wrong to call them that. However, out of the eighty-eight Sacred Robes, only Ophiuchus has so far broken the limit."


    Luo En suddenly realized.


    The truth was that the Ophiuchus Sacred Robe hadn''t evolved into the Golden Rank but had become a Divine Cloth due to the Medicine God''s deeds rivalling those of the deities.


    Similarly, what Athena desired was not eighty-eight Holy Warriors at her beck and call but eighty-eight deities of the starry sky who would seize the authority of the gods.


    "Then why not clarify this from the start?"


    "Only twelve Gold Saints are really fit to be used, and the rest, silver and bronze, are all mediocre talents merely making up the numbers. Isn''t it better if outsiders think that way?"


    "..."


    Luo En had no response, silently giving a thumbs up to Athena.


    In terms of cunning and slyness, Sister Ya had everyone beat.

 Chapter 513 37: Hera Wants Me to Be a Dad? (3.5k, 8k daily achieved, asking for votes)

    As the two were casually chatting, a breeze brushed through the courtyard, and Luo En turned his head, feeling something, with a playful smile.


    "It seems we have guests?"


    "Then you have fun, I''m going to sleep."


    Athena on the other end of the Magic Circle Diagram nodded in understanding and lifted her hand to end the contact.


    "Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"


    At the same time, dozens of light arrows shot from beyond the wall, flying straight towards the stone table in the courtyard.


    Luo En, without lifting his head, casually spilled half a cup of leftover wine from his cup. The undispersing liquid, under the prompt of Divine Will, formed Hermes Script on its own, accurately annihilating the incoming light arrows.


    Seeing their initial strike fail, globs of mercury-like liquid seeped through the door and the ground, converging in the shadows of the courtyard into human-like outlines.


    Luo En set down his wine glass and looked around, counting.


    There were probably more than twenty of them.


    They were completely covered in bronze armor; their joints gleamed with an obvious metallic luster. Holding various weapons like swords, shields, bows, and spears, they were divided into four groups, stationed at each corner of the courtyard, faintly pulsing with surging Aether waves.


    In front of each squad, there stood one warrior clad in armor of gold, white, and red, wielding a metal sword and shield, seemingly in charge of command and coordination.


    "Quite a number have come."


    Luo En shook his head and chuckled, lazily rising from the stone table, taking a step forward, his Divine Will automatically transforming the entire courtyard into a sealed "Labyrinth" to prevent the house of Cainis from being blown away by the aftermath of the upcoming battle.


    At the same time, the twenty-some uninvited guests assumed an aggressive stance, chanting in unison in a stiff tone and accent,


    "In the name of our god, I bestow death to life, punishment to sin��Sword of Divine Retribution!"


    With the convergence of Magic Power factors, the four commanding heavily armored warriors smashed their metal longswords, aglow with crimson flame, into the ground. The surging Magic Power flow, like roaring red lightning, burst towards the target at the center.


    Luo En did not dodge or avoid, taking a second step forward.


    Boom, boom, boom, boom!


    The raging Divine Power washed outwards, and with successive blasts, the dust from the violent vibrations flew up as the twenty-some visitors were sent flying in unison, crashing against walls and flower beds, leaving behind clear indentations.


    These are Atlantis''s Automaton Soldiers? Not so impressive...


    Luo En rubbed his chin with his right hand, somewhat disappointedly shaking his head.


    "Buzz!"


    However, with a strange vibrational rhythm echoing, those odd soldiers who had crashed into the flower beds slowly stood up amidst dull mechanical friction sounds, their eyes rekindling with crimson light. The torn gaps in their armor closed up as the mercury-like liquid flowed, mending in the blink of an eye.


    They can still move as usual after such a heavy blow?


    Self-healing? Is it because the shell is mixed with Mithril that had memory Spells implanted?


    Now, this is getting interesting.


    Luo En gestured in the air, tracing Hermes Script in quick succession, launching them like a meteor shower at the weak points in the armor of those strange soldiers.


    For a moment, the twenty or so strange soldiers who had just risen were pierced through the skull and joints, falling backward, spouting blue mechanical liquid from their wounds. After a burst of sparks, their bodies twitched a few times and then became completely paralyzed.


    Just as Luo En was about to step forward to examine them, the twenty or so strange soldiers on the ground automatically disassembled, recombining into a large droplet-shaped mercury-colored liquid and flew towards the door in an attempt to escape.


    Thinking of running away?


    Luo En''s eyes revealed a cold smile as he reached forward into the void with a grasp, instantly bursting the silver droplet in mid-air that was several meters in diameter.


    Silver raindrops fell gently, and Luo En caught one of them in his hand, infusing Divine Will into it, and he couldn''t help but see the tiny, orderly structured metal particles, as well as the miniature spells engraved within them.


    Behave, let me see who''s hiding behind this.


    Luo En jokingly resonated with the Divine Will, using the silver raindrop in his hand as a medium, searching for an individual nearby that was on the same frequency as this object.


    Meanwhile, in a dense forest to the north of the city, a red-haired girl standing on a high place sensed something and her complexion drastically changed.


    Damn it!


    Accompanied by a curse, several strands of light burst forth from the girl''s golden eyes, and a pair of crimson metal wings unfurled behind her. Flapping rapidly, her figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.


    At the same time, Luo En in the courtyard opened his eyes and glanced at the glossy silver liquid in his hand, shaking his head with regret.


    She really knows how to run fast.


    However, even if I didn''t catch her red-handed, the answer behind this isn''t hard to guess.


    Luo En tossed the inactivated drop of metal liquid from his hand with a sneer and a shake of his head.


    The few from the Sea God Temple are still too young; they couldn''t hold out for even a night and came sneaking around.


    Obviously, the other side is in a hurry; they probably weren''t able to gain any advantage with King Thessaly.


    After a little thought, Luo En guessed most of the situation and intentions of the other party, and also almost confirmed the identities of the three individuals from the Sea God Temple.


    The strange man and woman impersonating deities should be the Mechanical Gods Aphrodite and Ares, and the last one in their group referred to Queen Alcestis as "niece."


    Which means, like King Peli As of Iolcus, he is one of Poseidon''s sons as well.


    And among the entire Sea God Temple, the one who could make two Mechanical Gods act as attendants and possess control over Mechanical Gods, when you think about it, there''s probably only one such individual.


    ��Prince Triton, we meet again?


    Luo En playfully revealed the identity of the Mermaid Prince, his eyes sparkling with amusement.


    You couldn''t outplay Athena in Troizen City, do you think you can outplay me here?


    Fine then, I''ll try my best to put up a fight this game.


    Luo En chuckled teasingly, settling back down at the stone table, continuing to drink by himself while pondering the current situation in Thessaly.


    The Giant Spirit Clan was born from the blood of Uranus, belonging to the Titans, the Old Gods; their emergence at this time and change in tactics most likely mean someone is advising them from behind.


    Based on the experience of dealing with the Beast Disaster in Arcadia, the hidden boss is probably tied to a few of the Titan Chiefs in Tartarus, and there''s an eighty or ninety percent chance it''s the former Divine King Kronos.


    Tsk tsk, another debtor showing up at the door.


    Luo En quipped a remark, his eyes narrowing slightly, his expression growing more solemn.


    The revival of Demon Ancestor Typhon had indeed caused a lot of trouble, and even though its incarnation had been slain, the Beast Disaster it wrought still poisoned many lands, causing endless harm.


    And Kronos, representing the Old Gods, was probably no less of a problem. Although it was unclear what sort of secret dealings he had with the Giant Spirit Clan, it was known that the third great war of the gods in the Age of Greek Gods was instigated by the Giant Spirit Clan.


    At that time, not only did the Twelve Olympians of Olympus participate in the war against the Giant Spirit Clan, but even demigods like Hercules were summoned to Olympus to assist in the battle.


    Now, under his own scheming, the Olympian System had already crumbled. If a battle with the giants ended up happening as expected, it would undoubtedly be a tricky problem.


    So, he thought, it would be wise to be careful in dealing with the current crisis in Thessaly.


    As Luo En pondered, he thought of the child of destiny who would decide the outcome of this war of the gods and shook his head, muttering to himself.


    With the Giant Spirit Clan already making an appearance, that kid was still nowhere to be seen. One couldn''t be sure how he was faring now.


    Come to think of it, I was the one who gave him that name...


    ~~


    On the Thessaly border, an old woman with a headscarf backed against the turbulent river, moving backward.


    In front of her, several magic wolves emerged from the dense forest. They sharpened their gleaming white fangs and growled as they approached.


    Just as the beasts could no longer contain themselves and leapt forward, a thunderous howling came from the other side of the river.


    "Puff puff puff puff!"


    A massive stone weapon, resembling both a sword and an axe, came spinning through the air, carrying a sharp wind pressure, cleaving several of the airborne magic wolves in half.


    Scarlet blood rained down, mingled with the unrecognizable wolf carcasses that scattered on the ground, leaving behind a gruesome bloodied scene.


    Soon after, a towering man, over 2.5 meters tall with bulging muscles, easily crossed the river tens of meters wide. He casually pulled out the nameless axe-sword embedded in a tree trunk and turned back to look at the startled old woman with concern.


    "Old lady, are you all right?"


    Under the pristine moonlight, the newcomer''s body surpassed human form, resembling a statue forged by the gods, with muscles and blood brimming with what could be called pure divine power. The very aura he unwittingly released commanded the scene, and his mere presence for a few seconds imposed a solemnity on those who saw it.


    "I''m okay..."


    The old woman replied indifferently, her attitude strangely aloof even though the man had rescued her from danger.


    The man, unperturbed, casually wiped the blood from his nameless axe-sword and burst into hearty laughter.


    "Old lady, magic beasts have been causing trouble lately. It''s best not to wander into the forest at this hour. Where do you live? I can take you home."


    "No need."


    The old woman shook her head, taking another look at the strong man before her, and asked leisurely,


    "What''s your name?"


    "Hercules."


    The man replied candidly, slinging the nameless axe-sword over his shoulder.


    The old woman was taken aback, showing surprise on her face.


    "Hercules? The one glorified by Hera? Why this name?"


    "It was my mother''s wish. She said my life was saved by Queen Hera''s mercy when she picked me up from the wilderness and spared me from death. She told me to take this name to forever remember that kindness."


    Hercules laughed as he explained, then reached into his bosom and pulled out a bronze badge. Pointing at the characters inscribed on the back, he added,


    "Look, to help me remember, my mother even made me carry this badge engraved with my name."


    The old woman glanced at the Medusa relief on the badge, her expression darkening inexplicably.


    What maternal teaching, surely it was that little rascal''s doing.


    Honored by Hera? Hmph, am I that petty?


    The old woman snorted, her gaze softening as she looked back at the strong man before her, her voice sinking as she asked,


    "Young man, what is it you desire? In light of what happened just now, I can grant your wish."


    "I helped you because you needed it, not for any reward."


    Hercules laughed and shook his head, then dusted himself off, preparing to leave.


    Daring to come to this forest alone and remaining unfazed by the bloodshed on the ground, this old woman might not be a simple character after all.


    Maybe I was too meddlesome.


    "Since you won''t choose, I''ll give you a piece of advice instead: the gifts of fate always come with a steep price, and only by enduring the twelve trials leading to glory can one achieve immortal greatness..."


    The old woman paused, looking up towards the rustling trees across the river, her eyes narrowing as she added solemnly,


    "Also, don''t trust those around you too easily. If you encounter troubles that you cannot solve, take this emblem and seek out a deity named Luo En on War God Mountain."


    Hercules was momentarily startled,


    "The legendary Shepherd of the Temporal World?"


    "Hmm..."


    The old woman nodded, a playful smile crossing her face as she continued,


    "In a way, he might be another aspect of��your father."


    "?"


    This sudden revelation of a father-son relationship left Hercules baffled. Just as he was about to ask for clarification, he realized the old woman had disappeared without a trace.


    "What''s wrong?"


    At that moment, a handsome young man with purple hair emerged from the forest, looking at the wolf corpses on the ground with a frown, asking,


    "Nothing much. Just ran into some magic beasts blocking the way." Hercules shook his head, then looking towards the cities of Thessaly, he said solemnly, "Teacher, let''s hurry on our way. Don''t keep my two old friends waiting."


    The purple-haired young man nodded slightly, then quickened his pace to join his disciple as they headed toward the distant city.

 Chapter 514 38: Dont you still have life?

    King of Thessaly royal palace, a certain mansion.


    Mercurial liquid poured from the dense night, flowing to the dimly lit steps in front of the mansion and slowly coalesced into a beautiful, tall red-haired girl.


    Displaying an unusually transparent complexion, the girl hadn''t walked many steps before she had to lean on the carved pillar by the door, taking deep breaths. Her body absorbed the aether factors freely drifting in the air, and only then did her pale skin recover some semblance of human blood color and rosiness.


    "So you actually botched the job, Aphrodite."


    Accompanied by a deep voice, a tall, muscular young man with brown skin came from around the corner''s shadow and looked at his disheveled mechanical god kin with a slight frown.


    "The intel was wrong; that guy is strong, definitely not just some ordinary demigod hero!"


    Mechanical God Aphrodite raised her head and coldly huffed, remembering the harrowing scene before, a trace of lingering fear evident in her golden eyes.


    "If I hadn''t been quick-witted, I might not have come back tonight."


    "Strong? Don''t make excuses for your failure and incompetence."


    Mechanical God Ares stood with his arms folded in the shadow, looking at his companion with a touch of disdain.


    As part of the Bronze race, which excels in combat, they have always revered martial power and looked down somewhat on enfeebled roles like Aphrodite, who leans more towards reconnaissance and infiltration.


    Hearing the undisguised contempt, Mechanical God Aphrodite felt a flash of annoyance, her pretty face steeped in menace.


    "What''s there to be so proud of? If you''re so capable, go try it yourself!"


    "Hmph, try it? I will try it. Where is that guy?"


    "In a courtyard to the north of the city; I''ve marked the area with divine liquid. Do you dare go?"


    Mechanical God Aphrodite raised her eyebrows and spoke provocatively, a malicious cold smile flickering in her beautiful eyes.


    In her estimation, the person in that courtyard possessed not only the strength of a deity but also ranked among the top combatants even in the realm of deities. It was very likely an incarnation of one of the Olympian chief gods.


    To contend with such an opponent, at least one of the top four among the twelve mechanical gods��Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, and Athena��would be qualified.


    Even if Ares, this brute, went there, he would likely gain little advantage. It served him right to suffer a setback and see how he would be arrogant afterward!


    If this fellow were to be dismantled because he slipped up, all the better, for then his divine core would be mine.


    "I''ll go!"


    Without hesitation, Mechanical God Ares nodded, and the mercurial liquid behind him transformed into a pair of splendid golden wings, eager to spread them for the hunt.


    Since they have appropriated the names of the twelve Olympians, the mechanical gods inevitably inherited traits of these gods'' personalities during the process of stealing divine power.


    However, as metallic life forms, they lack the concept of reproductive pairing and are not deeply affected by emotions; thus they are more focused on the struggle for strength and divine authority.


    To slay enemies, to slay kin, to evolve on their own, to perfect themselves��these are their underlying life motifs.


    "Ares, come back here!"


    Yet hardly had Ares spread his wings to take off than the Mermaid Prince Triton burst out of the door, filled with uncontrollable fury, and with his arm flashing with divine patterns, he forcefully pulled at the mechanical god.


    Instantly, the red divine light of Mechanical God Ares was suppressed by a halo of sea-blue light, and he crashed straight to the ground.


    Watching from the side, Mechanical God Aphrodite couldn''t help showing a gloating expression.


    But before she could utter a sarcastic jibe, Triton turned his stormy face toward her and inquired in a cold voice.


    "And you! Did I ask you to test their strength, did I tell you to engage them in combat?"


    "..."


    "Nothing but a disaster causing piece of trash!"


    Upon hearing this unabashedly harsh reprimand, Mechanical God Aphrodite''s face flashed with anger, but seeing Triton''s raised arm, she reluctantly bowed her head.


    In order to reach an agreement with the Atlanteans and secure an opportunity for a resurgence of the Bronze race, the Father God had transferred their control to Poseidon and his son.


    The Bronze race had left this land too long ago, possessing no foundation or faith in these current times. Although reluctant, they had no choice but to follow the orders of the Mermaid Prince.


    "All of you, get into the house now!"


    With a cold command, Triton''s handsome face, now devoid of any trace of gentleness and modesty, appeared somewhat sinister and twisted.


    Although he had already heard about the Bronze race''s insolence, he hadn''t expected them to become so destitute that they failed to discern the urgency of matters, causing trouble for him every day.


    Under the coercion of their control rights, the two mechanical gods had to curb their pride and aggression, obediently returning to the house.


    At this moment, a sea-blue divine pattern flickered on the table''s surface, projecting the tired and melancholic face of Poseidon.


    Clearly, Triton had just been reporting to his father god.


    "So, Admetos does not agree to our terms?"


    The Sea King, seated on his throne, looked past his two returning mechanical god subordinates, rubbing his somewhat sore temples, and continued the previous conversation with his son Triton.


    "What about Alcestis? What does your niece, the queen, think?"


    "She refuses to plead for us and is even less willing to put her husband in a difficult situation because of her father Peli As''s connection."


    Triton shook his head, somewhat helpless.


    Poseidon, hearing this, felt quite unsatisfied with his granddaughter''s attitude.


    "As expected, another ungrateful brat!"


    "Father God, what should we do next?"


    The situation was at a stalemate, and Triton, unable to see a way out, turned to his father for advice.


    In the previous skirmishes with the forces of War God Mountain, they had lost the city of Troizen. Now there were only a few cities left that worshipped Poseidon, the Sea God. The temple of the Sea God was eagerly hoping to establish a new bridgehead to enhance the influence of the deities of the sea on land.


    If they continued to fail, it would deal a significant blow to the already flagging morale of the sea gods.


    "No rush, the Giant Spirit Clan isn''t so easy to handle, even Zeus is somewhat wary of these Gigantes. Since Admetos is so confident, let him suffer a setback first. When the time is right, he will come begging for our help."


    Poseidon gestured in the air as though holding the winning piece in a game of strategy.


    And in the room, Prince Triton voiced his own concerns.


    "What if, the guardian god of Thessaly��that His Majesty the King of Gods intervenes?"


    "That''s why you need to clearly distinguish who your enemies are, and who your friends are..."


    Poseidon spoke softly, his tone suggesting profound implications.


    Triton''s gaze flickered thoughtfully.


    This was likely the reason his father had tasked him with probing the newcomers; if they represented Zeus, necessary measures could be taken at a critical moment.


    If not, perhaps a cooperative stance could be taken, together chipping away at the King of Gods'' foundation.


    However, what should have been a simple pre-contest phase of gathering intelligence, under the manipulation of the Mechanical God Aphrodite, turned into a display of brawn.


    It seemed that finding another opportunity to interact with the party would require waiting for tensions to ease...


    Prince Triton glanced at the two Mechanical Gods behind him, sighed in exasperation, and then bowed his head seriously to make his commitment to the projection of Poseidon.


    "Father God, I understand your intent. I will handle these matters with caution."


    Poseidon nodded in approval. His figure then vanished amidst the distortion of light patterns within the Magic Circle Diagram.


    ~~


    The following day.


    After a night of rest and rejuvenation, everyone returned to the Royal Palace to continue discussions with King of Thessaly, Admetos, on how to cope with the incursions of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Compared to the hasty meeting of the previous day, Admetos'' preparations this time were much more solemn and formal.


    Cainis led Luo En and Medea into the bustling main hall. Upon entering, Thessaly''s foremost beauty bumped fists and slapped backs in a familiar manner with native heroes of Thessaly and allies from surrounding city-states who had come to help, and casually introduced Luo En and Medea to them.


    The heroes inside the hall silently sized up these two new members. Upon hearing that they were teacher and student from the Academy of Athens, they couldn''t help but pay their respects; even a few Divine Blood Heroes who had studied at the Academy approached Luo En to converse, sharing smiles of good will as fellow alumni.


    The Spartan Twins who arrived soon after also displayed a respectful attitude, revealing their recognition and admiration for Luo En, and the onlookers became even warmer in their reception.


    Luo En maintained a polite smile on his face, responding courteously to each person while he discreetly surveyed to ascertain which adorable children were suitable for induction into War God Mountain, to become catalysts for the evolution of their Sacred Robes.


    You still have life in you, don''t you? Make a contribution to the love and peace of the world, my consumables.


    At the moment, Admetos was hosting a banquet in the grand hall to entertain these heroes working to resolve the crisis in Thessaly, adhering to the Greek tradition of honoring strength. Those heroes sitting farther away from the center were weaker, but the least among them was a demigod with awakened divine blood, more than a match for any ordinary Magic Beast or giant.


    Unfortunately, after being introduced by Cainis, Luo En, with his discerning eye, recognized the scores of Greek heroes present, but he wasn''t very satisfied.


    Those in the middle and outer layers were mostly nobodies, hardly fit even to be consumables for the Sacred Robes.


    However, after squeezing into the core area of the hall, Luo En spotted a more conspicuous target.


    In the center of the venue, a lone, black-haired and golden-eyed strongman sat towering at two and a half meters tall.


    Every inch of his tawny black skin was knotted with rock-like muscles. Dark red Divine Patterns slumbered beneath, like dormant dragons. His whole body seemed forged from steel. Under the beams of sunlight from the skylight, his skin reflected a glimmer of cool light.


    From a distance, he resembled a dormant beast, an imposing mountain, an indestructible fortress, the raging depths of a vast sea. Boiling Aether Magic swirled around him, even emitting a scorched scent to the air.


    At this moment, a three-meter vacuum had formed around his figure, with several Divine Blood Heroes lying on the ground nearby, clutching their arms and groaning in pain.


    The strongman, holding a flask of wine in his left hand, was sitting on the ground drinking heartily, while his right hand rested on a slate-gray stone pedestal, arm wrestling with an approaching Divine Blood Hero.


    The brawny Divine Blood Hero was straining with all his might to bring down the strongman''s arm, but no matter how sore his arms became or how much he sweated, even using both hands, he couldn''t budge the man''s limb an inch.


    Gradually, his body steamed, fine beads of sweat seeping out and coalescing along the lines of his skin, forming rivulets that dripped down.


    After several seconds of stalemate, the strongman took a hearty gulp from his flask and laughed heartily.


    "My turn!"


    The face of the opposing Divine Blood Hero turned crimson with effort, his eyes bloodshot, his body straining from a crouch to a stand��a clear unwillingness to admit defeat.


    The dozens of Divine Blood Heroes watching the excitement egged them on, waving drinkware, beating on the tables, and chanting in unison.


    "Hercules!"


    "Hercules!"


    "Hercules!"


    "Bang!"


    With a thunderous boom resonating like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, the slate-gray stone pedestal, already covered with cracks, turned to dust.


    Through the dust, two arms��one up, one down��signaled the outcome of the bout.


    Luo En in the crowd watched the strongman who won the cheers of all, his lips curling into a pleased smile.


    So it''s you, kid.

 Chapter 515 39 God of Wine, the One Who Could Be My Father (Two updates, totaling 6.2k)

    "Father God Zeus above, Hercules, my friend, you''re still as brave as ever after all this time!"


    In the warm atmosphere, Telamon laughed heartily, stepped out of the crowd, and affectionately wrapped his arms around the burly man.


    King Admetos too came forward with a smile on his face, pounding on Hercules''s chest, as solid as rock, while personally picking up the wine jar to pour him a drink.


    Both were old friends of the mighty hero, having forged a deep friendship through their joint campaign against rampaging beasts.


    Upon hearing that Thessaly had been attacked by the Giant Spirit Clan, Hercules had traveled day and night, hastening to help.


    As the three men met, naturally, there was a round of warm greetings.


    "Hercules, my child will be born soon, and you just happen to be here. How about you give him a name?"


    Upon hearing his friend Telamon''s request, Hercules glanced at the sky outside the hall. The sight of an eagle soaring by sparked an idea in his eyes.


    "Hey, Telamon, may your child be as robust as this eagle. How about the name Aeas for him?"


    Telamon, charmed by such a wonderful connotation and blessing, gladly accepted and gave his dear friend another embrace in thanks.


    Luo En, within the crowd, listened to their conversation, his eyes flickering subtly.


    Telamon''s son, Great Aeas, a hero of the Trojan War, famed for stacking seven layers of oxhide on his Bronze Shield, withstanding an unblockable spear thrown by Hector, the great hero of Troy.


    Fate, still ceaselessly advancing.


    He wondered if he could alter that so-called "destiny" in the end.


    Luo En, looking at Hercules, who was the center of attention in the arena, intended to take advantage of the break in the conversation to acquaint himself with this son of destiny, facilitating his plotting for the future.


    However, to his surprise, the distant Hercules, upon seeing him as well, came over with a beaming smile: "Are you from Athens?"


    Luo En nodded and asked with a smile, "Something on your mind?"


    "Nothing important," Hercules said with a slight wave of his hand, "I just wanted to ask how the God of Wine has been. Is he still on War God Mountain?"


    Luo En''s eyelid twitched, a hint of vigilance rising within him, as he pretended to be curious and asked further.


    "He''s always on War God Mountain. What do you need this information for?"


    As he waited for an answer, Luo En narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing any changes in Hercules''s expression.


    Indeed, after the gods fell into slumber, he had planned to take Hercules, this son of destiny, under his wing, or at the very least, to interfere more and nurture him early to become a tool against destiny.


    However, having only contacted his mother Alcmene once in secret, and giving him the significant name Hercules, he felt a strong sense of being watched and an indescribable sense of restraint.


    Clearly, his excessive meddling had drawn the gaze of The Three Fates.


    Out of caution, Luo En had to halt this dangerous probe and abandon the enticing plan to cultivate Hercules.


    And since then, he seemed to have lost the sense of connection to Hercules, as if something had shielded him from this son of destiny''s attention.


    He calculated that this was their third formal meeting in many decades.


    And upon this encounter, the lad asked out of the blue about the God of Wine''s well-being, which naturally made Luo En alert, fearing guidance from The Three Fates behind it.


    At this moment, Hercules, oblivious to the alarm bells ringing across from him, scratched his head and laughed heartily.


    "My mother said that it was he and Queen Hera who picked me up from the wilderness and brought me back to the city, sparing me from death. When I was younger, I was busy with training and lacked the ability to go out on my own. Now that I''m grown up, I''d like to take the time to go to War God Mountain and formally thank that kind man."


    So that was the reason?


    Upon hearing this, Luo En slightly relaxed and a warm smile appeared on his face.


    "Alright, your thanks will certainly be passed on to the God of Wine when I return to Athens. I''ll also help to ask if he has time to see you."


    Hercules, sensing the implication in his words, looked at Luo En with some surprise.


    "You are close to the God of Wine?"


    "Yes, I''m a follower of the Dionysian Sect and an Angel Envoy of that great gentleman."


    Luo En smiled, throwing out a pre-prepared persona, continuing to spin his tale.


    Before he could be certain of all of Hercules''s intentions and whether there was any danger, he was not prepared to meet the little brother in his real identity, much less let him directly visit War God Mountain.


    After all, too many secrets lay buried there.


    Whether it was the Sanctuary and the Eighty-Eight Constellations aiming to usurp divine authority, or his ancestor Hecate locked in the dungeon, all were matters that must remain in the dark.


    Who knows whether The Three Fates'' gaze had always lingered on Hercules. For safety''s sake, it was better to scrutinize this little brother a few more times.


    At this moment, Hercules, having heard that the man in front of him might have direct contact with the God of Wine, brightened up and, seeing no one around, pulled the man behind a pillar, speaking in a hushed tone.


    "Actually, I''ve also been troubled by something recently and wanted to ask him directly..."


    "What''s that? Tell me, perhaps I can help," Luo En asked with a smile, quietly releasing the affability inherent in the "Rose" persona.


    Hercules looked at the somewhat familiar Dionysian Sect Angel Envoy before him and couldn''t help but voice the doubts in his heart.


    "I want to know... is he really my father?"


    "Pfft!"


    Upon hearing this, Luo En, who had just taken a sip of wine, suddenly spewed it out, his face full of astonishment.


    "The God of Wine, Luo En, is your father?"


    I take you for a brother, and you want to be my son?


    Isn''t that a generation off? Great-great-grandson? (The protagonist and Hercules'' great-great-grandfather��Perseus of the Perseus Constellation were brothers, so this isn''t entirely incorrect.)


    Could it be you''re also looking for a Greek traditional, farcical mix-up of father and son?


    Luo En was inwardly on guard, unconsciously distancing himself from Hercules.


    At this moment, the strong man touched the back of his head and revealed a resigned, bitter smile.


    "I''m not sure either, it was a strange old person I met on the road who told me this."


    As he spoke, he recounted everything about his encounter with the old woman the previous night, the advice she gave, and handed over the Medusa badge bearing his name to the person in front of him.


    For some reason, the man before him made him feel very close and familiar as if they had known each other for a long time.


    "So that''s what happened..."


    Luo En caressed the bronze badge in his hand, his eyes thoughtful.


    Seeing this, Hercules was slightly startled.


    "So, is that God of Wine my father?"


    "No! Absolutely not!"


    The person heavily disguised himself repeatedly shook his head, firmly rejecting such a grand declaration of kinship.


    Hercules furrowed his brows: "So, was that old person deceiving me?"


    "No, she spoke of a symbolic metaphor, not a relationship by blood."


    Luo En shook his head, explaining gravely.


    "What the old person meant was, if you see Queen Hera as the mother who has given you a new life, and take pride in her grace, then she believes the God of Wine, Luo En, who saved you with herself back then, is like the father bestowing you new life. Additionally, that God of Wine might offer you necessary help at a critical moment, becoming a spiritual mentor to you."


    After listening to the reasonable analysis from the person before him, Hercules had an epiphany.


    But soon, new doubts surged in his heart.


    "Strange, why did she tell me all this?"


    "The answer is right in her previous words, you might want to guess."


    "Could it be..."


    After a moment of thought, Hercules suddenly looked up in surprise.


    "Queen Hera?"


    Seeing that the other had figured out the answer, Luo En smiled and exited the scene, leaving Hercules some time to ponder and digest everything.


    After all, they were not yet close, and he had already interspersed many personal concerns in their recent conversation.


    Being too familiar might complicate things, or even draw the attention of The Three Fates.


    To achieve the perfect ending in the game he was nurturing required patience.


    And as Luo En turned his back, the smile on his face quickly vanished, and he ground his teeth in frustration.


    Me a father, you a mother, and conveniently foisting a son upon me?


    Didn''t get enough on War God Mountain last time, did you? So keen on making me a dad, I''ll let you have a proper try next time!


    Muttering under his breath, Luo En calmed his emotions somewhat, his brow furrowing slightly.


    Triton and the two Mechanical Gods from Poseidon''s faction have arrived; Hercules from Zeus''s faction has arrived; the Twins from Apollo''s faction have arrived;


    His own faction represented by Athena and the God of Wine, Luo En, also arrived; even Hera seemed to be willing to partake...


    The situation in Thessaly was getting more and more complex. It was still uncertain what the Old Gods would do next, and whether this war would evolve into the prophesied Gigantomachy.


    While Luo En was musing, he caught sight of the Eagle circling in the sky outside the city, seemingly never landing.


    Moreover, more and more birds were rising up from the forest, their cries full of panic.


    No, something is coming!


    Luo En immediately became alert. Before he could express a warning, a series of dull earth tremors spread from outside the city toward the Royal Palace, causing collapse and chaos wherever they went. Dozens of towering, mountainous figures emerged from the cracks in the ground, laughing sinisterly as they walked toward the city.

 Chapter 516 40

    Outside the city, dust swirled.


    Under the driving force of the towering Titans, hordes of Magic Beasts surged toward the collapsed gaps in the city walls.


    The Thessaly soldiers on the broken walls were thrown into disarray by this sudden turn of events, their faces ashen.


    Just as a large number of Magic Beasts were about to rush into the city, a tender and pleasant voice echoed in front of the breach.


    "By the logic of art, the world''s patterns are myriad, they are the blueprints of the soul, with my life''s veins, I order restoration, return, retrace!"


    Accompanied by the high-speed chanting of holy words, a petite figure thrust her Mingyue staff into the ground with all her might. Densely packed patterns of light spread like a surging tide in all directions, and the collapsed city walls restored themselves as if time were flowing backward.


    Hundreds of Magic Beasts, caught off guard, slammed straight into the newly rebuilt walls. As the patterns flickered, blood burst from their heads, their necks snapped, and their brains exploded, causing their death.


    This newly constructed wall was not only free of any shortcuts but was also reinforced with several layers of Defensive Charms, making it nearly indestructible.


    "Die!"


    Simultaneously, a thunderous roar shook the earth outside the city, as a hairy giant hand lifted a bulging rock, tensed its muscles, and threw it forward.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Amid the deafening roars, the Magic Circle Diagram protecting the wall flickered on and off, spreading the uncontainable force around.


    Crack...


    As massive rocks the size of small hills continuously smashed against the magic screen, spiderweb-like cracks spread everywhere, quickly pushing the Magic Barrier to its limits.


    But ultimately, the barrier-like light barricade staunchly withstood the barrage of boulders from outside, and slowly self-repaired.


    The Thessaly defenders hidden behind the barrier-like light heaved a sigh of relief, their hearts finally settling back into place.


    Faced with the nearly sky-obscuring, mountainously towering Titan Giants outside the city, the Thessaly guards cursed under their breath.


    Hadn''t these foes always been lurking and hiding? Why had they suddenly launched an attack on the city protected by the Great God Zeus today?


    Moreover, the horde of Magic Beasts that had emerged from the mountains was already troublesome enough, but these Gigantes that burrowed up from the depths of the earth were even more outrageous, essentially siege weapons increased a thousand fold in size, both in strength and defense, to the point of making people despair.


    Had it not been for the mage girl who arrived just in time, repairing the collapsed wall and reconstructing the Defensive Charms, Thessaly''s first line of defense might have collapsed at the first contact with the enemy.


    Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!


    However, before the Thessaly soldiers could recover from the previous assault, the ground shook violently beneath them, causing the stones beneath their feet to jump several inches.


    They''re coming! They''re coming! They''re coming!


    "Defend! Defend!"


    The legion commander at the front, his heart contracting and face pale, conveyed a warning in an almost off-key scream as the earth quaked tumultuously around them.


    And within the dust-filled distance of several dozen meters, a Titan Giant crashed toward the city wall, carelessly waving its sharp-clawed hands, crushing the obstructing boulders as if smashing tofu, and with its majestic body breaking through protruding rock formations, not slowing down in the slightest.


    "Roar!"


    In the blink of an eye, the Titan Giant that had surged up to a hundred meters distance, with a knee-jump like a crazed beast, swung open its palm several meters wide and slapped toward the nearly shattered magic barrier.


    We''re doomed...


    The scores of front-line guardians, watching the sky-high palm fall heavily, involuntarily trembled under the Titans'' roaring.


    It was the reverence and fear etched into their bloodlines, that of a lower species toward a superior organism.


    Buzz!


    At the critical moment, an icy Aether Tide surged furiously, pouring into the tottering magic barrier like thousands of rivers into the sea.


    Boom!


    In the almost ear-piercing dull roar, blue, red, yellow, and white halos intertwine, staunchly withstanding the heavy blow from the Titan Giant.


    Under the severe backlash, the Doom Beast staggered back several steps, crashing into a mountainside and collapsing half of it.


    Seizing the opportunity, Aether wildly converged in the air, forming blue, red, yellow, and white whirlwinds at the dusty breach.


    For a moment, onslaughts of magic like fireballs, ice spikes, earth spikes, and streams of light, dense as a meteor shower, hammered down on the dazed Titan Giant.


    Various dazzling colors and intermittent explosions continued for nearly ten seconds.


    And during this time, the four-colored whirlwinds rained down not just single-element attacks. Flames and frost in a red and blue combination, meteor-like ignited falling rocks, and large swamps mixed with water and soil to restrict movement ... these varied and elaborate compound spells appeared before everyone, leaving several Temple Priests and accompanying mages agape.


    Inside the city walls, Aether around was sucked wildly toward a certain spot as if drawn by a fierce draft.


    Following the magic fluctuations, those who had just survived gawked at the main culprit draining the magic around, their eyes bulging almost out of their sockets.


    Because the swirling Aether Tides had unexpectedly formed a stunningly splendid Crown mid-air, sparkling in blue, red, yellow, and white, hovering above the head of a petite enchantress.


    Elemental Crown!


    This was a unique phenomenon that only appeared in spellcasters with an elemental affinity nearing perfection, and it generally existed only in legends.

 Chapter 517 40_2

    Even in the Divine Era, when demigods roamed freely, only a handful possessed this thing. They were either famed heroes, era-defining great sages, or one-of-a-kind enchantresses, creatures akin to deities.


    Typical examples included the Goddess of the Mingyue, Hecate; the Witch of the Moon, Circe; the Goddess of Magic, Athena, among a few others.


    Which demigod''s daughter is this young girl to possess such astonishing magical aptitude that leaves one speechless?


    Blocked, it was blocked...


    Medea wiped the fragrant sweat beading on her forehead and sighed in relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.


    "Not bad at all. It seems your mastery of magic has already surpassed that silly bird Circe."


    Hearing the praise from behind, Medea turned her head and looked at her elder martial brother, who was looking at her with approval, and she couldn''t help but show a shy smile.


    Hearing the assessment from Luo En, a teacher at the Academy of Athens, several Divine Blood Heroes who graduated from the Academy immediately thought of a legend from the academy. They bowed respectfully, pressing a hand to their chests, showing their respect to the harmless-looking young girl, then gathered together with the comrades who had also come to offer support, whispering among themselves.


    There''s a saying in Peloponnese, half of Greece''s mages come from Athens, and among them, two-thirds of the elite are from the Academy of Athens.


    There is no doubt about how profound the Academy of Athens''s foundation in magical teaching and talent cultivation is.


    Among the younger generation of the Academy of Athens, the most famous magic prodigy was Medea, said to be the Disciple of the Witch of the Moon, Circe, and the granddaughter of the Goddess Hecate.


    Legend had it that she was the princess of Colchis, adopted by the Great Witch Circe from an early age and meticulously taught.


    Later, she followed Circe to the War God Mountain and received guidance from both the Goddess of Memory and the Goddess of Wisdom. Her magic had already become so sophisticated that it nearly matched that of the deities.


    In fact, with her level of magic, she could have long graduated from the Academy of Athens, but it seemed War God Mountain intended to train her as part of their teaching reserves, thus she continued to study at the school.


    The academy''s forbidden library of magic and witchcraft was seemingly managed by her, hence this senior sister appeared to have earned the title of "Witch Queen" within the academy.


    Just as everyone cast their surprised and awe-filled eyes on Medea, the sky turned a dazzling crimson red.


    Boom!


    In an instant, an eerie scarlet flame fell from the sky, pierced through the magical barrier, and crashed into the city walls unabated, stirring up a terrifying Aether Storm. The bricks, inscribed with protective runes, shattered and flew off.


    Pupupupu!


    For a moment, rocks flew through the air. Except for a few quick-reacting Divine Blood warriors, most of the soldiers and mages who had remained in place did not even have time to scream before their bodies were ripped apart and minced.


    Straightaway, the spilt blood and scattered limbs hadn''t even reached the ground before they evaporated under the scorching radiance.


    Hiss...


    By instinct, those who were lucky enough to survive the calamity brushed off the dust and chunks of stone from their bodies, peered out from their shelters tentatively, and upon seeing the charred patches on the ground, they all gasped in shock.


    The place they had been defending had been transformed into a pit dozens of meters deep, with smoke wafting from the rocks at the edges, which even showed signs of high-temperature crystallization.


    The remnants of those who died in battle were left with no corpse to be found.


    The ghastliness of the scene made everyone''s skin crawl and their blood run cold.


    "Charge! Kill the shrimp hiding in their shells!"


    Almost simultaneously, a deep and sinister roar spread over the battlefield.


    Under the sudden surge of a heatwave, visible distortions appeared in the air, nearly half of the trees and grass on the ground wilted and ignited swiftly, even the water in the moat began to boil.


    Merely the aftermath, the terrifying heat was unbearable.


    Had Medea not quickly gathered the surrounding Water Elementals and erected a wall of ice to protect everyone, they would have been roasted and combusted in the blink of an eye.


    And at that moment, a meteorite several kilometers in diameter, ablaze with raging flames, was summoned through the vast magic array that shrouded the sky, and it hurtled towards the ground at a speed that left no time for cover.


    Boom!


    Under the intense quake, everyone guarding the citadel staggered, unable to stay on their feet.


    When the aftershocks had somewhat subsided, they were horrified to see that the wall of Thessaly City, which had served to keep the enemy at bay, had once again collapsed, torn open with a gap stretching for hundreds of meters.


    This scar laid bare the softest underbelly of the city and the huddled soldiers within the ramparts, completely exposed before the magic beasts and the giants.


    The numerous hideous-faced giants all turned to their comrade, with skin dark as stone and eyes deep blue as the sea, and cheered in unison.


    "Well done, Antaeus!"


    "Rip their limbs to set up an altar, twist off their heads for offerings, let these worms know who truly owns this land!"


    Antaeus, the giant, listened to his comrades'' praises with pride, and with a massive arm, he snatched up a giant lion that measured three meters long from among the beasts and tore it apart with his bare hands, stuffing it into his mouth to chew.


    The sound of bones breaking continuously echoed in his mouth, and a dark red blood dripped down from the corners of his lips. The sight of the bloodthirsty feasting was ghastly.


    Antaeus looked at the trembling soldiers on the city walls and the ashen-faced civilians in the city, licked his crimson tongue, and then sprinted forward.


    "This is the temple of the gods, the gate to the heavens!"


    Accompanied by the deep chant, golden characters of divine patterns emerged and embedded themselves into the base, their innate authority pouring in. The crowd faintly saw the apparition of a towering temple gradually solidifying, flinging the giant named Antaeus away.


    Following that, Luo En stepped forward to steady Medea, who was on the verge of collapse. Gazing at the dense crowd of magic beasts and giants outside the city, he dipped his fingertip into crimson wine and chanted divine words as he drew Hermes Script on the ground.


    "Earth is my body, water is my blood, trees are my fortress. With the mysterious inheritance, I summon the ancient wisdom here, answer my call, awaken from your slumber��come forth, Earth Guardian!"


    As the last stroke was completed, the crimson magic array shone brilliantly, like living veins extending in all directions.


    Boom...


    Immediately, the ground outside the city roared and shook. A colossal creature, standing seven to eight meters tall with a body made of rock and adorned with tufts of green at its head and joints, emerged from the earth fissure. With a towering stance, it positioned itself in front of the summoner, lifted its hand to form a sword from stones, and began to wield the nearly three-meter-long weapon, sweeping through the swarms of magic beasts and giants.


    Plop, plop, plop, plop!


    In an instant, several beasts at the forefront were brutally batted away. Their skeletons shattered completely, turning into a mushy heap upon hitting the ground.


    Seeing no way to avoid the onslaught, the giants grimaced with ferocity and mercilessly hammered at the rock giant''s joints.


    However, the creature was undisturbed. It kicked forward, toppling everyone in its path and forcefully carved a bloody trail through the magic beasts and giants.


    "Damn it, we can''t break through!"


    "Bastards! How has this monster''s magic power not been drained yet!"


    "Don''t panic, retreat first! This thing definitely won''t last much longer!"


    Looking at the blood and flesh scattered around, with the magic beasts'' ranks having reduced by a third, the giants felt the urge to retreat. Amidst the noisy clamor, they turned around, putting distance between themselves and the beast.


    Indeed, the Earth Guardian summoned to their aid was limited by distance and magic power supply, confined to an activity radius of no more than a hundred meters or so.


    Even more treacherously, the giants who had pulled back beyond a hundred meters began picking up massive stones to strike back.


    With consecutive "crack," "crack" sounds...


    "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    In moments, those Earth Guardians standing in place were covered in a web of cracks and crumbled one after another, turning into rolling rubble on the ground.

 Chapter 518 41: The Mediocre King, The Heroic People (4.1k)

    On the battlefield.


    With the earth and stone golems at the front of the formation shattered into shards, the King Thessaly''s city walls had collapsed extensively. Only the golden magic barrier erected by Luo En remained, becoming the final bastion.


    It''s done!


    Watching the unveiled city and ruins on the horizon and the trembling lambs, the giants greedily inhaled the scent of life permeating the air, shouting excitedly.


    Antaeus, who had been repelled earlier, rose from the ground, looking at the thin layer of light that was the barrier, and smirked viciously.


    Even a ritual curse cast by the deities couldn''t possibly withstand the combined assault of the beast tide and the giants on such a large scale.


    "Charge through, crush these vermin!"


    Having said that, the towering giant took the lead, rushing towards the Royal City of Thessaly, driving the horde of magic beasts toward the gap that led straight into the heart of the city. One by one, the giants who had come back to their senses followed with heavy steps, pressing onward.


    As the overwhelming black tide was about to engulf the citadel, about a hundred bronze chariots rolled over the collapsed debris, charging at the dense swarm of magic beasts and giants.


    The spinning wheels roared like thunderbolts, hundreds of divine oxen lowered their heads and plunged into the enemy formation, sending swaths of magic beasts flying and trampling them into mush.


    Several giants directing the magic beasts to siege the city raged upon seeing this, their black rocky muscles bulging. They strode forward, their crimson eyes flaming with fury, swinging crude, massive weapons like stone knives, clubs, and bone axes, chopping down in crisscross patterns.


    "Great God Zeus, let your wisdom, your majesty descend upon us!"


    King Admetos atop his bronze chariot drew his bronze dagger inscribed with runes, chanting blessings and waving it forward.


    In an instant, light patterns danced upon the divine oxen, and purple thunderbolts coalesced beneath their iron hooves. With incredible speed and agility, they dodged the barrage of descending weapons. They then tore through the air with a piercing shriek and fierce thunderbolts, leaving a trail of severed limbs and tattered flesh.


    Seeing the hole opened in the ranks of the magic beasts and giants outside the city, the anxious soldiers and residents inside, inspired, cheered excitedly for their king and warriors.


    Luo En, in charge of maintaining the magic barrier, looked at that vanguard surging upstream through the tide of beasts and giants, his gaze resting on Admetos''s somewhat slender figure, flickering slightly.


    Among all the Greek kings he had seen, this Lord of Thessaly, whether in strategy or combat prowess, could only be summed up as mediocre, not even thoroughly so in either good or bad.


    But, by his side gathered companions far more outstanding and powerful than himself.


    Telamon drove his chariot, Cainis stood as his shield...


    The God of Light, Apollo, was willing to bow his head for him, his beautiful wife Alcestis was willing to die for him, and the great hero Hercules was willing to wrestle with the God of Death for him...


    Like that king of Arcadia, he was also afraid of death, but he did not shirk his duties.


    And because of this steadfastness, he achieved a height that ordinary heroes did not, to the point that even Luo En was feeling a hint of fondness for this utterly ordinary king.


    "Listen up, everyone, behind us is our city, our relatives, we have nowhere to retreat!"


    At this moment, Admetos brandished his dagger, issuing a passionate and inspiring shout to the Divine Blood Guards who had followed him into battle and assault.


    "If the citadel falls, we shall be the walls! If the spearheads break, we shall be the weapons! Charge, crush them!"


    With the fall of the king''s sword, Telamon whipped the beasts, driving the oxen forward, and Cainis raised her shield and prepared her spear, guarding the flanks.


    The two Divine Blood Heroes of Thessaly protected their king like a poignant banner thrust into the heart of the enemy forces.


    Seeing their sovereign, whom they served, step forward, their praised heroes clearing the way.


    The Divine Blood Guard''s blood boiled, seizing their weapons and following behind their king and heroes, continuing the charge, trying to break through the magic beasts and giants'' formation, relieving the pressure on the frontline.


    "Seeking death!"


    The leading Antaeus, seeing the beings he considered as ants daring to resist, flew into a rage.


    He leapt high at once, his towering body wrapped in a blue glow, like a falling meteorite crashing into the swarm of speeding bronze chariots.


    Bang, bang!


    As the monster vigorously swung his arms, two chariots that couldn''t dodge in time were launched high, then crashed heavily among the horde of magic beasts.


    A few Divine Blood warriors, dazed, were pulled out of their chariots and torn into shreds by the surrounding magic beasts and giants before they could react.


    Antaeus, looking at his handiwork, took a deep breath of the blood-scented air and sneered, ready to lob another punch at the leading chariot carrying King Admetos and the two Divine Blood Heroes of Thessaly, preparing to completely snuff out the lamb''s feeble resistance.


    "Boom!"


    A thunderous explosion rang out on the battlefield, stones flew across the ground, creating a visible Aether Storm.


    Following that, a towering, mountainous figure flew backwards, kicking up clouds of dust. Dozens of magic beasts of various sizes were turned into crimson mush due to their inability to dodge.


    Standing before the bronze chariot, a towering man of 2.5 meters tall with rippling muscles remained in a punching stance, standing proudly.


    "Hercules!"


    "Hercules!"

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    "Hercules!"


    The city resonated with cheers as tumultuous as avalanches and tsunamis. The civilians, soldiers, and heroes collectively applauded the legendary son of Zeus, who had accomplished great deeds.


    "Charge ahead without worry; leave this to me!"


    Laughing jovially, Hercules flexed his wrist, stepped forward, and drew the dark axe-sword strapped to his back, positioning himself in front of Antaeus, the leading giant.


    Hearing this, Admetos''s heart was greatly reassured. He promptly reformed his ranks and ordered his Divine Blood Guard to continue the charge with him.


    If they could just break through the giants'' formation, the driven magic beasts would fall into disarray and scatter in all directions.


    Then, the frontline pressure on Thessaly would greatly diminish, and they would have an opportunity to catch their breath.


    "Don''t think of escaping, you insects!"


    Antaeus rose from the ground, his teeth clenched in fury as he eyed the bronze chariot team amidst the dust, trying to intercept them.


    "Your opponent is me!"


    Hercules roared fiercely, swinging the massive axe-sword as he stepped forward, crashing heavily into Antaeus.


    The moment their bodies made contact, the immense divine power each exuded created a visible shockwave. The dozens of nearby magic beasts exploded into clouds of blood, unable to even scream before transforming into splattered masses of flesh.


    This guy!


    Pushed back once again, Antaeus looked at the deep, bone-revealing gash on his chest, filled with resentment.


    He was a Titan, born from the divine interweaving of the Sea God Poseidon and Mother Earth Gaea, possessing strength and divinity far beyond any ordinary giant due to his powerful bloodline.


    He had thought that with the gods in hiding and the dual divine blessings of the ocean and the earth, no one could match his strength��yet here he was, facing an adversary capable of grappling with him in the siege of a mere human city.


    A mere demigod, what right does he have to be compared with me?


    Feeling intensely humiliated, Antaeus immediately pushed his divinity to the limit, wrapped in earthen yellow and oceanic blue haloes, charging toward the blocking Hercules.


    As he moved, the once revealing bone-deep wound on his body had completely healed. The oppressive might of the ocean and the profound depth of the earth intermingled around him, creating visible ripples of gravity.


    "Just in time!"


    Hercules let out a hearty laugh, his rugged face flushed with an exhilarating flush.


    As a son of Zeus, he was born powerful and, with the teachings of his mentor Perseus, had perfected his combat skills. Thus, whether it was rampaging magic beasts, lurking Divine Monsters, or descendants of the Old Gods, almost no one could withstand his full force.


    Finding a worthy opponent on the battlefield of Thessaly exhilarated Hercules. He immediately dropped his unnamed axe-sword, swinging his fists to meet the charging Antaeus.


    The two famed-strong demigods discarded flashy techniques, opting to trade blows with each other.


    Towering divine power surged like giant waves in all directions, with deafening explosions resounding repeatedly. Everywhere they went was left in ruins; countless magic beasts, humans, and giants were killed by the residual impacts of their fight.


    Spectators terrified of becoming collateral damage hastily retreated, giving a wide berth to these two devastatingly powerful figures.


    Eventually, the two colossally destructive beings moved away from the core area to a distant wilderness.


    Instantly, the oppressive, blood-soaked atmosphere at the site eased somewhat, and it seemed as if the battling parties viewed one another with a bit more benevolence.


    But after a brief respite, even more fierce fighting ensued.


    "Without that monster, let''s see what you can do!"


    The giants roared arrogantly, waving their massive, crude weapons, driving the magic beasts towards Admetos''s Divine Blood Guard, preparing to completely extinguish this defiant human force.


    As the numbers of magic beasts and giants increased, so did the resistance around them, causing the charging chariot team to gradually slow down. Admetos, Cainis, and Telamon stood back-to-back, supporting each other as they cut down nearby magic beasts and tried to kill the giants driving them.


    However, from deep within the earth, the creatures that emerged seemed to possess endless vitality.


    The three of them watched as a giant with a brain-penetrating injury��despite brains and blood mixed together oozing out��still hopped around. The otherwise fatal wound healed before their eyes over time.


    Gradually, Admetos and his Divine Blood Guard appeared increasingly overmatched and began to struggle in the fight.


    "Charge!"


    "Kill them!"


    "Devour them!"


    The Giants, seeing the tired figures on the field, excitedly moved forward to encircle them.


    As demigods possessing divinity, their flesh and soul contained powerful spirituality and magic power, which to the Giant clan was both a strength-enhancing and delicious supreme delicacy.


    Just as these giants, driven by hunger and malevolence, gathered around Admetos and others, preparing to feast, the swarm of Magic Beasts that had been driven to the surroundings of the Royal City suddenly retreated and fled in another direction like a river bursting its dam.


    What was happening?


    The slow-witted giants turned their heads, looking in the distance, and suddenly realized that a flanking troop had breached their formation from the side, channeling the besieged Magic Beasts out.


    It had worked...


    Luo En looked toward the distant troop with its vibrant flags and the leading Sparta Twins, slowly nodded, and lowered his quietly raised arms.


    The appearance and attack of the giants had been too sudden, and they were driving a large number of Magic Beasts.


    Moreover, after two assaults, the city walls of the Royal City had largely collapsed, leaving it almost indefensible.


    If these Magic Beasts were allowed into the city, the limited military forces there could not form an effective defense, and many defenseless civilians would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.


    Therefore, from the beginning, Admetos and the others had planned to expel the Magic Beasts and deal with the limited number of giants on their own.


    However, the problem was that the giants and Magic Beasts were mixed together, and breaking through their formation from the front was challenging.


    Therefore, Luo En suggested an effective strategy to King Thessaly��a diversionary tactic.


    That is, to send one part of the troops to make a frontal assault to draw the giants'' attention.


    Meanwhile, another squad would strike at a crucial moment from the flank, breaking through the giants'' formation and driving the gathered Magic Beasts back into the forests.


    After brief consideration, everyone unanimously approved this suggestion.


    But there was some hesitation when it came to how to arrange the two squads.


    Undoubtedly, the squad responsible for the frontal diversion was in great danger and could possibly be completely wiped out if not careful.


    This hazardous and arduous task made the heroes somewhat apprehensive.


    However, to Luo En''s surprise, King Admetos of Thessaly, who was legendary for fearing death, took the initiative to undertake the task of luring the enemy with his Divine Blood Guard.


    "The land of Thessaly must be protected by Thessalians. If even we are not willing to shed blood for our homeland, what right do we have to ask guests from afar to sacrifice themselves willingly?"


    When Luo En heard this forthright explanation, he was somewhat surprised and asked the King of Thessaly a question.


    "Aren''t you afraid of dying?"


    The mediocre king replied with an equally candid answer.


    "I fear death, but I fear a meaningless death even more!"


    With the king setting an example, both the diversion and the flanking maneuver went smoothly.


    Even Antaeus, who should have commanded the giants, was lured away by Hercules, further adding to the chaos among the giants.


    As the attention of these monsters was completely drawn by the King of Thessaly''s troops, the Sparta Twins had already led the Divine Blood Heroes, coming from supporting city-states, to break through the giants'' flank and drive the chaotic swarm of Magic Beasts back into the forests through the gap, further splitting the giants'' formation in the process.


    At this moment, everything was ready, and it was time for the counterattack.


    Luo En slowly gathered his arms and swung forward.


    The Temple Priests and mages who had been gathered around the defense lines started singing divine words and shot beautiful flares of light and Cursed Bullets towards the dazed giants and the mass of Magic Beasts.

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    The sacred words chanted throughout the city, the stars in the sky trembled and fell.


    Facing a wide-range saturation bombardment of magic and divine arts, the battlefield in the forefront erupted in flames that stretched for dozens of miles. The flesh and blood of magic beasts and the limbs of giants were thrown high into the air, turning into a rain of blood that scattered down in drips and drabs.


    The group of magic beasts, stunned by the explosions, instinctively turned around, flooding towards the breach opened by the divine blood heroes in an attempt to escape the fiery purgatory below the city.


    "Bearing due east, distance two hundred meters, spearmen harass, drive these beasts toward the central area!"


    "Bearing southeast, distance three hundred meters, archers, 45 degrees lob shot!"


    "Bearing southwest, distance five hundred meters, launch a three-section ritual curse now!"


    In front of the citadel, Luo En surveyed the whole situation, issuing crisp and clear commands to the mages, temple priests, and ordinary soldiers who were stationed, all through the resonance techniques that lit up before him.


    The city defenders, united in spirit, carried out their orders tensely yet orderly, further amplifying the chaos in the ranks of the magic beasts and driving them to impact the formation of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Seeing this scene, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Since he was a teacher at the Academy of Athens and the proposer of the entire diversionary battle plan, and because the collapsing defense line of Thessaly needed his and Medea''s support, King Admetos had decisively entrusted him with the command of the battle before setting out to lure the enemy.


    Ordinarily, assigning command on the eve of battle is a big taboo, but fortunately, the Academy of Athens had nurtured talents far and wide, not only as reinforcements from the surrounding city-states but even the local mages of Thessaly and divine blood warriors, many of whom had been trained at the Academy of Athens.


    Thanks to this, Luo En was able to smoothly achieve the strategic objective with the cooperation of these students.


    With the magic beasts'' uncontrolled charge in reverse, the already crude formation of the Giant Spirit Clan was shattered into pieces. Without the regulation of their leader Antaeus, the entire group of giants nearly lost their formation completely, just huddling together, each fighting their own battle.


    The twin brothers, who had received professional military education in Sparta, saw this and their eyes shone. They pulled on the reins in their hands, drew out their swords that represented the light, and swung forward.


    "Go! Slay these earth rats!"


    The griffins��divine beasts with the head, foreclaws, and wings of an eagle, and the body, hind legs, and tail of a lion��pulled the sun-patterned bronze chariots toward the chaotic Giant Spirit Clan.


    Apollo was currently on several volcanic islands, contesting Hephaestus over beliefs related to fire and light. Moreover, since the chief god of Thessaly was Zeus, who, even in decline, was mightier than any, Apollo could not afford to support, for the time being, his kingly ally.


    Although he had dispatched the twin brothers, the near disaster of the Spartan trio in Arcadia served as a cautionary tale. This God of Light realized that behind the disasters in various places seemed to be the shadow of the Old Gods, suggesting significant challenges and dangers.


    Therefore, after the Spartan twins finished their journey in Arcadia and reported back to him, the God of Light spared no expense and gifted them his latest chariot and his newly domesticated divine beast griffins, along with a pair of swords imbued with his divinity, one for each twin.


    Together with the sacred robes from Athens, the twin brothers were now in divine armor, displaying a combat power not inferior to deities, and they became the most dazzling and eye-catching targets on the battlefield.


    Some of the less bright giant spirits mistook the two of them for the real kings of Thessaly, and howled and besieged them, while the real King Thessaly, Admetos, found himself suddenly under much less pressure.


    Even some temple priests on the battle line were so dazzled by the gold light from the Spartan twins that they subconsciously directed a few lightning bolts their way.


    The saying "show off and get struck by lightning" seemed apt for this occasion.


    Luo En, watching the Spartan twins become the focus of everyone''s attacks amid the chaos, swearing and cursing, couldn''t help but tease and shake his head at the thought of his soon-to-be-bald young brother-in-law.


    Indeed, they were truly the disciples of Apollo, the same style. Perhaps in the future, they could be nurtured as professional tanks, specifically responsible for taunting and attracting hate.


    However, every cloud has a silver lining.


    The golden light from the Spartan twins may have drawn hatred, but it also allowed the surrounding divine blood heroes to easily find their banner and subconsciously move toward their location.


    Javelins shot fiercely, arrows sliced through the air, swords swung down... Under the barrage from the divine blood heroes, the giants, each fighting alone, were successively chopped down.


    "Watch out for their Earth Divinity! Make it clean, don''t let them heal!"


    After hearing the reminder from the citadel, the heroes paused briefly, then transformed into brutal executioners, unceremoniously hacking and slashing at the giants on the ground until they turned into piles of mush that could no longer wriggle or regenerate. Only then did they stop, swiftly picking up valuable bits and pieces from the bloody mess to store in their Magic Circle Diagrams as war spoils.


    Even the scattered magic beasts nearby didn''t escape the group''s beating and plundering.


    Watching the divine blood heroes on the battlefield, who resembled a plague of locusts yet without any impediment to their marching speed, Luo En couldn''t help but joke.


    Well, this is what we call professional.


    "Our allies are here. Let''s go, fight our way over and join them!"

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    At that moment, King Admetos saw that the situation had fully reversed, and immediately drew his dagger, calling upon the Divine Blood Guard around him and the band of Divine Blood Heroes led by the Twins of Sparta to encircle and prepare to completely annihilate the remaining Giant Spirits on the field.


    As the familiar shouts and roars on the battlefield gradually thinned out, Antaeus, who was brawling overhead with Hercules in the distant woods, also realized something was wrong. The crimson in his eyes gradually receded, giving way to a tint of irritation on his face.


    "Despicable humans!"


    The towering Titan cursed, sidestepping and using his shoulder to push Hercules in front of him aside, then he began to sprint towards the battlefield to aid the Giant Spirits who were already at a disadvantage.


    He was a giant born from the mingling of the divinity of Poseidon and Gaea, and though he belonged to the lineage of the Titans, he was not of the traditional kind born from the blood of the primal Heavenly Father Uranos.


    Therefore, among the Giant Spirits, his prestige and followers were limited. If he were to lose his own men on his first battlefield appearance without achieving any commendable feats, the power-respecting Giant Spirit Clan would certainly see him as a laughingstock, mercilessly mocking and bullying him without hesitation.


    This outcome was something Antaeus could absolutely not tolerate.


    However, before he had taken a few steps, a thick arm grabbed his ankle.


    "Trying to leave? It''s not over yet!"


    Hercules sneered coldly, his steel-cast muscles bulging and dark red Divine Patterns flickering on and off his body as divine power wildly surged within him.


    Thud, thud, thud, thud!


    Following that, Hercules, holding onto Antaeus''s ankle, swung him from side to side, tormenting him over and over again like an ant holding up an elephant.


    After tormenting him for dozens of moments, Hercules finally released his right hand and threw his opponent.


    Antaeus, who crashed into the mountain, had his neck broken, limbs twisted, and was barely recognizable as human, even a watermelon-sized eyeball dropped out of its socket.


    But with the dark and azure Divinity Patterns lighting up on his body, the blood that had sprayed out began to flow back into his body, his broken bones clicked back into place, and even the eyeball on the ground rolled back into its socket, merging with the squirming flesh.


    "With Mother Goddess Gaea''s blessing, you cannot kill me!"


    Antaeus rotated his popping neck, pressed his hands against the rock wall, pulled out his body, and grimly looked at his opponent, the murderous intent in his eyes boiling over.


    He understood that to return to the battlefield and rescue his own Giant followers, he first had to deal with this obstacle in front of him.


    What a tough opponent...


    The earlier Hercules looked towards the rejuvenated Giant leader, sensing the nearly inexhaustible vitality and brute force within that body, and could not help but frown slightly.


    Since luring Antaeus into this mountain forest, he had been furiously battling the other for several hours.


    Although superior in skills and divine power, repeatedly knocking him down, killing him,


    but whether it was breaking his bones, tearing off his limbs, stabbing through his skull, or crushing his heart.... as long as a few moments passed, this monster would immediately recover and continue to energetically fight with him.


    As time went on, Hercules, after several surges of divine blood, began to feel overwhelmed by his demigod body.


    Continuing like this was disadvantageous for him.


    Just as Hercules was gasping and facing a dilemma, the Medusa emblem engraved with his name on his chest emitted a slight hum, and a deep voice resounded inside his head.


    "Unbeatable on the ground, but what if he lost his foundation?"


    Hearing that meaningful reminder, Hercules''s eyes brightened. Watching Antaeus stride towards him waving his arms, he ducked under the attack, once again surged his divine blood, and unleashed a powerful uppercut to Antaeus''s jaw.


    Instantly, the mountain-like giant rose like a rising star from the ground.


    Watching Antaeus flail his limbs in midair, fear appearing on his face for the first time, Hercules felt assured, leaped up, and locked both hands around Antaeus''s neck, tightening increasingly.


    As the overburdened neck bone cracked crisply, Antaeus in midair realized his vulnerability, panicking inside as he struggled frantically to return to the ground.


    Since the previous fierce battle had sapped much of his strength, Hercules temporarily struggled to control Antaeus''s resistance.


    Just as the monster was about to drag him down with him, the Medusa emblem on his chest trembled again, a subtle starlight descended, casting itself onto him.


    In an instant, the starlight transformed into a golden armor covering his body, and a continuous stream of Aether Magic Power flowed into him. Above him, the vast starry sky and the boundless firmament seemed to mysterically connect with him, as if a golden lion made of starlight roared to life within him.


    Hercules, buoyed by fortune, gathered his strength and twisted Antaeus''s neck, then kicked upward, sending the falling body soaring again.


    Immediately after, he cleared his mind and struck several quick punches in succession. Densely packed lightning and starlight converged around him, focused by his fist into highly dense spherical bolts of lightning that directly targeted Antaeus''s falling body in midair.

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    Bright thunderbolts exploded, and the mountainous giant was torn and crushed inch by inch. Its flesh and limbs had lost all vitality before they even hit the ground, becoming drifting embers.


    It was a success!


    Watching clumps of grayish-white fluff falling from the sky, Hercules sighed with relief and, carrying a dark stone tablet left by Antaeus, walked toward the battlefield.


    Seeing only the Divine Blood Heroes from the human side emerging from the dense forest, holding the belongings of their leader Antaeus, the remaining fighting will of the giants completely collapsed.


    They rushed into the pitch-black fissure opened earlier, fleeing toward the depths of the earth.


    "These ground rats are escaping, go!"


    Excitedly shouting, the Divine Blood Heroes plunged into the fissure, ready to beat the drowning dogs.


    Seeing one figure after another disappearing into the dark abyss, Luo En quickly shouted from behind the citadel.


    "Don''t chase, come back!"


    This was just a small faction of the Giant Spirit Clan, and their leader Antaeus couldn''t even be considered a true Gigante.


    Similarly, those currently holding up the front at Thessaly were merely some Divine Blood Heroes, mostly not even in the first line; at most, it was just Telamon, the Spartan Twins, Cainis, Hercules, and Medea who were presentable.


    Even if their side had directly crushed this giant squad, both the intensity and scale of the war were absolutely not up to the level of the legendary Battle of the Giants.


    Because in memory, the true Battle of the Giants required a collective response from the gods and human heroes to finally achieve victory.


    So now, blindly following them, from the familiar ground into the unfamiliar abyss, what awaited these Divine Blood Heroes was evident.


    However, the heroes were already delirious with their easy victory and their wilful, relaxed nature made them completely deaf to the advice from behind.


    Hence, Luo En could only watch as dozens of Divine Blood Heroes rushed headlong into the dark crevice in the ground, chasing after the fleeing giants.


    Even the Spartan Twins and Hercules were swept along into the abyss.


    The problem with hero units lay here: their individual combat power was astonishing, but due to their pride and insubordination, they often couldn''t be commanded.


    Moreover, being an outsider who had joined the side of Thessaly only a few days ago, Luo En had merely nodding acquaintance with those Divine Blood Heroes from different city-states. Even with his identity as a teacher from the Academy of Athens and his previous impressive performance, he was far from making these stubborn rogues sincerely obedient.


    Fortunately, King Thessaly Admetos was relatively vigilant and knew his own strengths, so upon hearing the warning, he quickly took Telamon and Cainis to restrain the troops, avoiding following the self-reliant Divine Blood Heroes into the fray.


    Seeing the scene unfold before him, Luo En finally felt some comfort and continued to call out loudly.


    "This is not the main force of the Giant Spirit Clan, and we don''t know what lies beneath. For safety, come back and hold your ground, quickly gather the mages and the Temple Priests, repair the walls, and stabilize the defenses!"


    Admetos nodded understandingly, quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and led the Divine Blood Guard and a few more obedient Divine Blood Heroes back into the Royal City of Thessaly to rebuild the collapsed defenses.


    After all, with Hercules and the Twin Brothers inside, they should be able to bring back those reckless fools alive, right?


    Just as Luo En hesitated over his next move, a dull roar came from the pitch-black abyss ahead, and the cracks in the ground began to close by themselves.


    Even more deadly, the aura of the Sacred Robe seemed to be blocked by some force, and the connection with him was growing weaker.


    Back in the city, when King Thessaly, Admetos, looked back and saw this scene, his face changed dramatically, a wave of fear washing over him.


    And as the last remaining sliver of the ground also began to close, Luo En''s expression darkened. He leapt from the Citadel, plunging into the bottomless darkness.


    "You all hold the fort, I''ll bring them back!"


    On the city walls, Admetos watched as the figure, who had been controlling the situation, disappeared into the darkness, feeling an inexplicable sense of void and uneasiness arise in his heart.


    Looking at the damaged walls and the limbs strewn outside the city, he swallowed hard and quickly ordered the mages and Priests to speed up the repair of the walls and rebuild the defense system of the Royal City.


    Three quarters of an hour later, the collapsed wall was mostly restored, and reinforced inscriptions were carved into it, allowing the Royal City''s Defensive Charm to operate, albeit barely.


    Looking at the slowly activating light barriers before him, Admetos breathed a sigh of relief, the anxiety in his heart slightly lessened.


    "Boom!"


    However, before he could catch his breath, a familiar roar sounded from another direction of the Royal City.


    Admetos stiffly turned his neck, looking at the clouds of dust stirred up outside the city and the towering figures emerging from the cracked earth, standing against the horizon, his face turned pale immediately.


    The Giant Spirit Clan, another group!


    The forces attacking Thessaly had not one, but two groups, and those led by Antaeus, like the Divine Blood Guard he had previously led, were merely decoys designed to draw out Thessaly''s main forces and trump cards.


    Since when did the mindless Titans also start employing human tricks? This shouldn''t be!


    This counterintuitive scene threw everyone''s mind into chaos.


    "Woo~woo!"


    The mournful and bleak sound of a horn rang out from the recently completed Citadel, and the Divine Blood Heroes, mages, and Priests, pulling themselves together, bit their pale lips, and took their positions at their respective posts.


    Outside the city, under a blood-red setting sun, hundreds of giants with sinister smiles approached the ruined human fortress with heavy steps, their towering figures blocking the sky and the sun, casting a dark shadow over Thessaly''s Royal City.


    The air was filled with the scent of death and eeriness.


    "Don''t panic! If we can hold out until they return, we''ll be safe!"


    Admetos shouted encouragingly, then, waving a bronze dagger full of notches, he struck it against the battlements of the city wall, letting out a hysterical yell.


    "Everyone, form up��face the enemy!"

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    Meanwhile, in the pitch-dark, slippery underground passageways.


    Luo En looked at the web of routes that spread out in all directions and the heroes who had vanished without a trace, and a slight frown appeared between his brows.


    They were all adults, each responsible for their own actions.


    Though he was a shepherd, he was not a nanny; it was impossible for him to take responsibility for everyone.


    Other Divine Blood Heroes could be selectively abandoned, but Hercules and the Sparta twins were tied to the "fate" that he and Zeus were contesting for, and they couldn''t easily perish here.


    Luo En steadied his mind, letting his senses flood out like a tide, searching for the trace of Hercules and the Sparta twins.


    Fortunately, they wore Sacred Robes specially crafted by the Sanctuary; even in this sunless underground, Luo En could still faintly sense their location.


    However, at this moment, their presence was mixed with a bunch of raging dark Divinity, clearly indicating they had already clashed with the giant spirits of the underground, an ominous situation.


    Luo En had no time to think, immediately activating the "Goat''s" Divine Speed, and he shot towards the area where the two were located.


    However, just as he had covered several dozen meters, the surroundings instantly changed.


    Atop the churning red and black mire of a lake, a black cube that constantly changed shape twisted on its own, while sinister and murky magical runes gradually spread over the surface of the entire dark container.


    Auras of death, eeriness, and brutality began to permeate the surroundings.


    At the same time, Luo En''s eyes beheld a world in ruins: the stars in the sky no longer existed, replaced by a pitch-black celestial body, its edges swirling with red and black sludge.


    The void continuously poured malice onto the ravaged earth, all light was devoured, and in the lake, the red and black mire stirred as countless dry bones and remains floated to the surface.


    Among them were wing-broken Nymphs, heartless Titan Monsters, twisted Golden Corpses, and sever-headed Bronze Giants...


    "Giggle, it seems we have quite an impressive guest."


    Amid the tinkling laughter, a captivating girl stood upon the surface of the lake, blinking her amber eyes and looking curiously at the guest who''d been invited to this dead world, her tongue playing around her lips, her gaze growing intense.


    "You smell so good..."


    ~~


    "Pfft!"


    The swinging nameless axe-sword, accompanied by the mournful Thunderbolt, sliced through the darkness, severing the massive heads of two giants.


    However, the headless bodies did not fall; red and black divine light spurted from their necks, automatically drawing their severed heads back to the stump.


    With the flesh on their necks writhing, the two giants in the darkness recovered in the blink of an eye. They roared angrily, swinging arms covered in hard stones, and continued their assault on the formidable foe who had dealt them death.


    Hercules furrowed his brow, wielding the anonymous axe-sword in his hands with instincts beyond the ordinary, blocking the fierce attacks of the giants.


    A metallic clashing, grating on the ears, exploded in rapid succession within the confined space, shaking loose falling stones, making the entire passageway wobble precariously.


    The Sparta twins, in charge of opening a path from the opposite direction, saw the scene before them and several Divine Blood Heroes around them, almost all injured, and their faces darkened.


    In this special home ground, the giant spirits, with the protection of the earth, could continually absorb Earth Divinity, making them almost immortal entities!


    On the other hand, the human heroes, often awakened with different Bloodlines and talents, many could not adapt to the dark underground environment. Facing the giants'' elusive attacks and their extraordinary Self-healing, casualties kept occurring, and they were now at a definitive disadvantage.


    The best course of action was to withdraw quickly from this perilous area and regroup on the surface, utilizing humanity''s strength in coordinated military tactics to turn the tide.


    But while it''s easy to enter, it''s hard to leave.


    The corridor they had traveled through was sealed off at some point, and the path they remembered had changed beyond recognition.


    It seemed as though the dark underground was alive, constantly shifting the passageways, aiming to trap them in cooperation with the giant spirit clan and leave them to die here.


    Now, there was trouble...


    The twin brothers exchanged a glance, their brows knotted in frustration, looking somewhat resentfully at their imprudent teammates.


    The previously impetuous Divine Blood Heroes, knowing they were in the wrong, lowered their heads awkwardly and huddled close to Hercules and the Sparta twins, desperately seeking a way out.


    "There''s wind ahead!"


    A demigod of Hermes excitedly pointed towards a pitch-black fork in the road on the left ahead, alerting the others.


    If there was air movement, could this be a path leading to the surface?


    The twins hesitated for a moment, then looking back at the growing numbers of giants in the darkness behind them and Hercules, who was gradually becoming exhausted, they reluctantly clenched their teeth and gave orders in a low voice.


    "Those with light injuries, stay on the outside; those with serious injuries, on the inside. Watch out for the stone walls on both sides, don''t get too close to these things, let''s move!"


    The dozen or so Divine Blood Heroes immediately nodded, instinctively forming a solid formation, and followed the Sparta twins'' lead, pressing into the forked passageway.


    Originally, there were over thirty heroes who had entered the underground, but after several sudden attacks by the underground giants, a third of their number had been lost.


    With such a painful lesson learned, even the proudest and most reckless heroes knew what to do to maximize their chances of survival in the current situation.


    And as the last teammate squeezed into the forked road, Hercules, who was covering the rear, lifted his arm wrapped in golden Thunderbolt and punched the stone wall beside him.


    "Boom!"


    With a dull explosion, shattered rocks cascaded down, quickly filling the passageway and temporarily blocking the pursuit of the giants.

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    Hercules saw this scene and frowned slightly, not very satisfied.


    He had intended to smash the entire passage, and the divine power he had stimulated should have been sufficient, but the result was far from what he had expected.


    It seemed that in this dark underground, there was some force that shielded the starlight and thunder from the sky, invisibly limiting his performance.


    "Mother Earth Gaea, do you favor these evil spawn?"


    Hercules murmured to himself, watching as the collapsed rubble began to wriggle and sink. He then swung his axe several more times, causing more rubble to fall, in an effort to slow down the pursuit of the giant spirits.


    Soon after, hearing the calls of his companions, he turned his head and followed the team.


    As his imposing figure also jumped in, the entrance to the forked path quietly sealed itself.


    In the darkness, the Spartan twins, who worshiped Apollo, transformed their divinity into a source of light, illuminating the path ahead, while one demigod of Hermes and one follower of Artemis were responsible for finding the way and guarding against dangers around them.


    Hercules, who was a step behind, unhesitatingly organized the demigods who still had the ability to fight, guarding both flanks and the rear to prevent sudden attacks from the giant spirit clan.


    It seemed that the giant spirits in the dark were hesitant to attack due to the heroes'' tight formation and Hercules'' bravery.


    But as time passed, the eerie calm increasingly unsettled the twins.


    "There''s light ahead!"


    The Hermes demigod leading the way shouted excitedly, and everyone followed the sound with joy in their hearts.


    After walking another hundred meters or so, they were suddenly met with an expansive view.


    An enormous expanse of continuous wilderness came into view, with eleven temples built of black volcanic stone, standing majestically on the plain and arranged in a circular pattern around the central tower.


    The colossal tower seemed to be engraved with the glowing mark of a sickle, emitting a scarlet light in the darkness.


    Similarly, the surrounding eleven temples were also inscribed with similar ancient emblems, representing time with an hourglass, the sea with waves, light with flame, memory with a book, and justice with a scale...


    However, these emblems filled with divinity were varied in color, with some in vivid scarlet, others in a dull gray of death, and still others in a resistant gold.


    Regardless, they were all brought together in this way.


    Blue-white flames, as if leading straight to the Netherworld abyss, were raging around the eleven temples, with eleven flickering Divine Emblems like pearls forcibly strung together, forming the appearance of a burning crown in the underground darkness, guarding the central tower.


    Invisibly, the ancient, majestic, and furious Divine Will hit them like a wave, and the Divine Blood Heroes at the entrance felt as if they were under a deep sea of ten thousand meters or in an infinitely vast starry sky, their breaths halted, and their thoughts and actions slowly stripped away.


    "Clang!"


    The dark, nameless axe-sword violently struck the rock wall beside it, letting out a piercing boom.


    "Wake up!"


    The roar, like that of a lion from behind, shook everyone''s body and mind, snapping their consciousness back into focus.


    "Something''s not right ahead, retreat!"


    Hercules continued to shout warnings, looking toward the palace complex with rare apprehension and awe.


    He had heard from his teacher Perseus that before the Olympus gods ruled the world, Titan King Cronus was the one and only ruler of all. Unlike the current Divine King Zeus, Cronus''s dictatorship was more tyrannical; the sky, the earth, the Netherworld, and the ocean were theoretically under his jurisdiction.


    The other eleven chief Titan gods had to obey his rule, like pearls adorning his crown.


    Though after the Titanomachy, Cronus along with the divine body system of Mount Othrys was no more, as an immortal Chief God, these old rulers still had the potential to return.


    The sight of the eleven temples guarding the tower, along with the eleven fluctuating Divine Emblems above, made Hercules think of a possibility.


    The giant spirits were conducting a ritual.


    A ritual to summon the Old Gods, to welcome the return of Titan King Cronus!


    If this place was the main site of the ritual, then they...


    Hercules''s thoughts reached this point, and he suddenly felt a shiver, his face turning pale.


    "Go, let''s get out of here!"


    "What''s wrong?"


    "We''ve been tricked! This isn''t an exit, it''s a sacrificial site!"


    Hercules responded through clenched teeth, then took a deep breath and looked darkly at the towering underground complex.


    "We''re the sacrifices prepared by the giant spirits to liberate the Titan Old Gods!"


    Upon hearing this, everyone couldn''t help but feel a shock surge through them.


    The Titan Gods had once been defeated and sealed by the Pantheon of Gods of Olympus, and as Divine Blood Heroes, most of them carried the bloodline of the gods of Olympus, clearly making them the ideal sacrifices to break the seals.


    In the dim light from the entrance, a few sharp-eyed demigods saw a dozen human corpses, drained of blood, lying in front of the Titan temples, and cold sweat beaded on their foreheads.


    "It''s those people who died in battle and went missing earlier!"


    Upon seeing the tragic state of their fallen comrades, a sound of swallowing saliva arose among the heroes, and they dared not linger in this place any longer, quickly turning back to retreat.


    However, after only a few steps, they found that the path they had come through had somehow turned into a cold rock wall.


    What was more fatal was that tremors from beneath the underground wilderness began to resonate, and dozens of even larger giant spirits emerged from the soil, wielding stone knives and giant hammers, coming towards them with sinister smiles.

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    "Great God Zeus, may Your glory protect me!"


    As the giants closed in, Hercules, who customarily covered the rear, solemnly chanted the incantation. He stirred the divinity and divine power within him to their limits, whilst raising the unnamed axe-sword in his hands aloft, his right arm shrouded in thunderbolt, swept through the air nine times in an instant.


    A cascade of afterimages tore through the air and the earth, cleaving at the approaching giants.


    "Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"


    However, accompanied by the clanging symphony of metal striking metal, the incoming giants only staggered back a few steps before they, to the horrified gazes of the heroes, stood firm once more, the shallow wounds on their bodies and limbs healing instantaneously, as they again strode towards the cave where everyone was gathered.


    Seeing the crimson light that enveloped the giants and the Divine Emblems atop the Titan''s temple, synchronously illuminating, Hercules''s heart plunged into an abyss.


    With divine protection, these giants had received the response of the Titan gods.


    "Immortality!"


    "Immortality!!"


    "Immortality!!!"


    Under the radiance of the crests, the giants'' aura escalated fiercely, emitting ecstatic and piercing cries as they surged forward, ready to drag out the lambs hiding in the cave to sacrifice to the deities they served.


    In this desperate situation, the heroes looked ferocious.


    "If we can''t have it easy, these bastards won''t have it good either!"


    "That''s right, death comes to us all, let''s fight them!"


    "Together now!"


    Amid the overlapping shouts, the sound of weapons being drawn rang out from the crowd, tiny yet brilliant like fireflies, divine streaks of light flashed, as resplendent as the stars.


    As heroes, they could be reckless, arrogant, and morally deficient, but they would never allow cowardice to fester in their hearts.


    In this cruel era full of dangers, human life was as insignificant as dust.


    But those who fought valiantly were duly rewarded by the heavens!


    Spear after spear flew, arrows of light shot forth, and daggers hacked away, every hero erupted with all their courage and strength, none holding back.


    Yet, after a chorus of metallic pings and clangs, the giants remained unscathed.


    The courage of the weak ultimately could not bridge the great chasm that was the disparity in strength.


    Watching the heavy hammers fall and the flint knives waving at the entrance of the cave, everyone despaired amidst the hopelessness and in their desperation decided to swim against the current, following Hercules and the twin brothers'' lead, charging towards the Titan''s temple on the open field.


    If those Old Gods wanted them as a snack, then they''d first smash their teeth!


    The giants paused for a moment in confusion, then filled with rage, they raised their weapons and slammed them down onto the group of sheep that dared to defy the divine might.


    And at that moment, as the all-encompassing shadow descended upon the flock, a deep, ethereal voice came from the darkness.


    "Finally found you..."


    The next moment, the dome above the Titan''s temple shattered into pieces, as a radiant blaze of pure white fire poured down, the torrent of Aether surged and roiled open.


    The crimson light extinguished from the foremost three giants who were hit first; their bodies turned to ash instantly, even the remaining ash-like substance was rapidly disintegrated, eliminating any possibility of regeneration.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Following that, the radiant white flames burst outwards in all directions, descending onto the nearby giants like a storm of shooting stars.


    "Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhh..."


    Each subterranean monster hit by the scorching white flames burned violently as if doused in hot oil, their skins cracked and flesh burst open as they lay on the ground, screaming in agony and rolling frantically, attempting to extinguish the fatal blaze.


    "You still not leaving?!"


    The figure, with golden wings upon its back and holding a branch-like spear, pointed towards the gaping hole above and gave a low shout as a reminder.


    Seeing the exit to the surface seemingly shrinking, the madness in the eyes of the crowd faded, their hearts chilled, they hastily hoisted up their comrades and leaped out of the bizarre subterranean wilderness.

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    "Kill them!"


    The giants, seeing this, rose up in anger, enduring the burning agony, and swung their weapons at the human heroes who were attempting to flee the sacrificial grounds.


    Luo En, who was in mid-air, narrowed his eyes, and the golden wheel behind him turned thrice, pointing towards the Wild Boar that signifies destruction, the White Horse that drives the Sun, and the Flames that cleanse impurity.


    "Scram!"


    With a cold and harsh shout, an arm with dozens of luminescent cracks gripped the spear of nation founding tightly and swung it forward, sending a scarlet light of annihilation with an unrivaled force into the crowd of giants below.


    Boom!


    The ground shook and the hot blast sent the charging giants flying, spreading to the surroundings and causing the Titan Temple nearby to wobble, with the Divine Emblems above also beginning to sway uncertainly.


    The Cottus clan had actually established such a vast sacrificial ground underground to offer sacrifices to the Old Gods...


    Moreover, more than half of the Titan Chiefs'' Divine Emblems had been awakened.


    Could it be related to that woman?


    Luo En recalled the strange girl who had stopped him on his way and flickered a doubtful glance at the underground temples before him. The spear of nation founding in his hands rose again.


    "Buzz!"


    It seemed that the presence of a threat from above had been detected, and several scarlet Divine Patterns inside the Titan Temple trembled together, merging into a rising torrent of scarlet light.


    Feeling the strong Divine Power contained within, Luo En immediately drew back his spear to defend, blocking the terrifying strike with all his might and his body soared upwards with the residual force of the impact.


    Before he could steady himself, the entire underground world topsy-turvied like a twisted Magic Cube, violently throwing him out through an opening that had appeared.


    "Bang!"


    In a muffled crash, a figure in freefall plummeted down heavily.


    Luo En shook his head to clear it, stood up from the deep pit, and gazing at the completely unfamiliar scenery and vegetation before him, his face darkened.


    Where did this place bring him to? Was this still Thessaly?


    Before he could further confirm his location, the ground resonated with the dull sound of horse hooves. Hundreds of female knights clad in Light Armor, with Bows and Arrows slung on their backs, rode on roan horses, charging towards him like flares of burning fire.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, several miles from Thessaly in the wilderness.


    Accompanied by a flicker of light patterns, the earth cracked open a fissure, and a sultry girl with long black-purple hair and amber eyes emerged to the surface. She drew back her trembling arms, body wavering, and collapsed heavily onto the verdant grass.


    That guy, incredibly strong!


    With lingering fear, the girl gazed at the wound on her chest that had yet to heal, her eyes clouded with gloom.


    However, she soon lifted her delicate white forefinger, picking up a droplet of golden-red Blood Bead and seductively placing it in her mouth. Her tongue eagerly swirled and savored it, her pale cheeks flushing with a drunken rosiness.


    But still, quite delicious...


    Hope, love, goodness, joy... these nurturing elements that gave birth to her Divinity were something she longed for immensely.


    After relishing it for a while, the girl slowly stood up, her black-purple hair cascading over her shoulders as she looked towards a certain spot in Thessaly and shook her head regretfully.


    Pity, this food fights back, and it hurts...


    To taste this delectable treat, she must plan more carefully.


    As the girl caressed her smooth chin with her hand, contemplating how to achieve her desires, a stream of scarlet light fell into the dense forest nearby, and waves of Divine Will spread in all directions.


    The girl took a deep breath, a hint of nostalgia crossing her charming face.


    The remnants of the Bronze clan?


    Just when sleep comes, a pillow is offered...


    Her amber eyes slowly opened, looking mockingly at the red-haired winged female within the forest.


    The Mechanical God Aphrodite, who came to investigate upon noticing the signal, stiffened, feeling an inexplicable chill spread throughout her body.


    ~~


    Inside Thessaly''s Royal City.


    "Anyone alive?"


    King Admetos wiped the blood from his face with one hand and stood back to back with his friend Telamon, the two of them knocking their weapons and Shields together, rallying the remnant troops.


    "Stop screaming! I''m not dead yet!"


    As the rubble stirred, Cainis, with one arm dangling and covered in bloodied wounds, crawled out of a deep pit. She spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and snorted coldly without any good humor.


    At the same time, warriors, mages, and Priests either emerged from the ruins, stood up from beneath piles of bricks, or stood up from mounds of corpses. They converged from all around towards King Admetos, jointly wielding spears and Shields, chanting divine words quietly, making their last stand.


    At this moment, after hours of fierce battle, the hastily constructed fortifications had completely collapsed under the ferocious assault of the giants, with no fortifications left to guard and no further retreat available.


    The outer rim of giants, looking at the city now fully open to them, and the few hundred surviving soldiers of Thessaly left, couldn''t help but let out excited, vicious laughs.


    Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!


    The sounds like heavy drums and dull thunder resonated again from the ground.


    One by one, the towering Titan Giants stepped forward, each picking up human corpses from the ground, stuffing them into their mouths to sate their hunger.


    Watching their comrades being desecrated, the people were on the verge of bursting in rage.


    However, facing dozens of immensely strong, nearly Immortal Gigantes, they were powerless.


    "Rumble~"


    A muffled rumbling came from afar, and as everyone looked in its direction, they could see through the dust clouds that herds of Magic Beasts had been driven out of the forest again, rolling over the wilderness, barreling towards Royal City Thessaly.


    The number was in the thousands!


    They really did think highly of us...


    Among the ruins, hundreds of faltering city defenders exchanged glances, witnessing the madness in each other''s eyes as they looked upon the Titan less than a hundred meters away and the resurgent beast tide.


    Damn it, we''ll fight them to the end!


    From the king to the soldier, from heroes to mortals, they all simultaneously wiped the blood from their faces, bared their ferocious grins, and charged out of the now useless defenses, straight towards the enemy forces.


    Hiss!


    Just as the tragic slaughter was about to commence, the sky suddenly darkened as if dusk was falling, and a blazing white flame descended from above, piercing the battered battlefield and standing between the two armies.


    Was that... a spear?


    Battered and blackened, it resembled a withered branch.


    "The dusk of the apocalypse, the time of judgment has come, heralding the song of despair, proclaiming the end of sin, the calamity of all things!"


    Under the stunned gaze of both armies, a solemn shout echoed through the sky, and the surrounding aether fiercely boiled, with rings of magic circle diagrams appearing under the feet of the Titans.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    In an instant, the ground cracked open, rivers boiled over, and blazing white columns of flame erupted from the earth. The Titans on the battlefield and the driven magic beasts disintegrated into ash amid the fierce flames.


    Clang!


    Among the spreading smoke and dust, the withered branch-like long spear, pulled from the rock fissures, let out a triumphant cry, and the figure with brown-black broken hair and golden wings on their back, glided elegantly across the scorched earth of the battlefield and came forward.


    "Sorry, I got held up on the way..."


    "It''s okay, you arrived just in time!"


    King Thessaly, standing before the ruins, laughed heartily, promptly raising his hand to tightly clasp the one extended to him.


    Cainis, with a shield, knocked aside a few burning stones and thumped Luo En''s chest excitedly, shouting.


    "Haha, you''re still so reliable, saved by you again, I''m almost in love with you!"


    "Just talking won''t do, you''ve got to show some appreciation."


    "Appreciation for what?"


    "You are Thessaly''s number one beauty, of course, you should sleep with him!"


    A group of city defenders who survived the ordeal started to tease Cainis with mischievous smiles.


    Seeing Cainis''s eyes flirtatiously considering the proposal, as if she might be interested in a field romp with him right there, cold sweat broke out on Luo En''s forehead as he quickly waved his hands to politely decline.


    Just as the people of Thessaly were venting the roller-coaster of emotions they had accumulated, the ground once again thundered like thunder, and dozens more Titans climbed out of the fissures.


    Here they come again?


    The people of Thessaly instinctively stirred up their magic power, tensely entering a combat state.


    Sizzling sounds!


    The next moment, from the murky southeast sky, a sharp tearing sound was heard, and suddenly, dense black specks plunged from the sky.


    Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!


    In an instant, arrows over one and a half meters long with arrowheads marked with divine patterns fell like meteor showers, turning the Titans into porcupines.


    Looking into the distance, the archers were seven or eight hundred meters away from where the arrows landed. Their arm strength and range were unmatched even by Thessaly''s most elite Divine Blood Guard, leaving everyone in awe.


    Then, as a cacophony of shattering gold and jade erupted, a silver-haired woman with short hair on horseback threw a whirling chain hammer, like a meteorite, crushing several obstructing magic beasts into pulp on the road.


    Beneath the spray of blood, the advance horn resounded with certainty.


    "Amazon!"


    A red-haired warrior woman riding a sorrel horse, brandishing her sword, led the charge, and the ground thundered behind her.


    Woman after woman, towering over two meters tall, with bodies as fit as cheetahs and clad in light armor, whether on horseback or on foot, approached at similar speeds, sweeping across the wilderness in a mighty flood, creating whirlwinds of dust in their wake.


    With their over two-meter-long spears, they easily swept through the ranks. As soon as the magic beasts fleeing outward made contact with them, the front ranks collapsed like wheat under a scythe, bones shattered, sinews broken, organs split apart.


    In just a few breaths, the near-thousand-headed beast tide was pierced through by these fierce she-panthers.


    Seeing these women break through, the Titans roared and charged.


    Even the mightiest of women are but ants in the end, what could they possibly do...?


    Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!


    Within the low howl of the wild wind, a series of fierce blood-colored light patterns sprayed out, hacking terrifying gashes into the Titans.


    Divine patterns! Divine blood!


    Women!


    Amazon warriors!


    King Thessaly witnessed the scene unfurling before him, his heart finally settled, nearly moved to tears.


    O Artemis above, I admit I spoke too loudly to you before.


    Watching this fresh force enter the battlefield, Luo En''s gaze remained as calm as ever, undisturbed.


    Because the one who had summoned this troop was none other than himself.


    However, as he noticed the leading red-haired woman breaking through the lines and heading straight for him, Luo En''s eyelids twitched, and he shifted toward the shadows.

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    The knight who had broken away from the squad demonstrated her exquisite horsemanship as she easily navigated through obstacles on the battlefield, arriving in front of the collapsed ruins.


    "Are you the Queen of the Amazon Tribe?"


    King Admetos, beaming with a smile, approached her, ready to establish a rapport with the leader of the reinforcements.


    The knight glanced at King Thessaly and shook her head slightly.


    "I was, but not anymore..."


    "?"


    At her words, Admetos was utterly confused.


    Without further explanation, the knight dismounted and looked toward a figure behind the crowd.


    "Alright, my mission is now complete. From this moment, I leave myself at your disposal."


    "???"


    Instantly, hearing these words, King Admetos and the nearby City Defenders stared in shock, turning their heads almost synchronously to look at a person trying to sneak into the shadows.


    "I told you, it was a misunderstanding..."


    Luo En stopped in his tracks, clarifying helplessly under the curious gaze of everyone.


    In the previous battle at the Underground Temple, he had been blown to the surface by the explosion of the Divine Emblem''s divine power.


    As he was just climbing out of the pit, he coincidentally ran into the marching Amazon warriors.


    Neither party knew the other''s identity, and both were in a highly tense state, leading to a few Amazon warriors instinctively shooting arrows at the sudden obstruction, which inevitably plunged both groups into a chaotic fight.


    Though the Amazon warriors were very strong in individual combat, Luo En still single-handedly cleared this temporary "dungeon" with his superior skills.


    However, compared to the Amazons, who possess the blood of Ares and are more prone to rage, Luo En remained much calmer.


    In order to understand the situation clearly, he did not kill them outright but instead made the commanding Amazon sisters kneel and captured Hippolyta, the Queen of the Amazon Tribe.


    Ultimately, under the dual threats of hostages and armed force, the two sides began peaceful and friendly communications.


    After clarifying that they were both reinforcements from Thessaly, the misunderstanding was fully resolved.


    Thenceforth, Luo En led the force of Amazon warriors, descending like divine troops to turn the tide of the already desperate situation.


    "So what''s happening now?"


    Cainis scratched her head, curiously looking at the two parties involved.


    "In the last duel for life and death, he won, I lost; there''s nothing much to say. As the price for the lives and freedom of my sisters, I, as the Queen, am willing to take responsibility and place myself at his mercy as a captive."


    Hippolyta spoke calmly, her eyes showing melancholy but her face resolute.


    "Now, I have fulfilled the oracle of Lady Artemis and can officially relinquish my duties as Queen to honor my promise..."


    "Ahem, considering everyone got acquainted through fighting, do we really need to be so serious about the consequences of winning and losing?"


    Luo En coughed, interrupting Hippolyta in an attempt to ease the situation.


    However, the Amazon Queen furrowed her brows, her face flushing slightly.


    "Are you insulting me? Man!"


    Cainis, also partly of War God lineage, nudged Luo En''s shoulder and reminded softly.


    "For the offspring of Ares, defeat in battle is not humiliating, but avoiding the consequences of defeat is indeed a disgraceful act."


    At these words, Luo En''s expression darkened.


    This was indeed a creed that Ares, that reckless god, would set, and often for heroes, honor is more important than life.


    Seeing no escape, he quietly asked Cainis.


    "So, how does the Amazon Tribe typically deal with the defeated?"


    "Females are sacrificed to their patron deities, males are captured for breeding..."


    Cainis glanced at the beautiful face of Hippolyta and then, like a true friend, wrapped an arm around Luo En''s neck, a teasing smile in her eyes.


    "Why don''t you give it a try? I heard because of their devotion to Artemis, the Amazon Queen is supposed to remain a virgin until she abdicates..."


    No way in hell!


    Luo En threw a disgusted look at this so-called first beauty of Thessaly, then started stalling with Hippolyta.


    "Why don''t you go back first, and I''ll let you know when I''ve made up my mind?"


    "I''ve been defeated, no longer have the right to lead the Amazon Tribe, nor do I have the face to continue as their Queen..."


    Hippolyta spoke with a hint of melancholy, looking despondently at the victor before her.


    Their nine sisters had united, joined by thousands, and still, they were overpowered and even she was captured.


    Facing such a bitter defeat, she, as the commanding queen at the time, could not shirk her responsibility, and her divine blood forced her to abide by the law that the victor rules.


    To avoid disgrace for the entire tribe, she took on all the blame, relinquishing her title as Queen as the most fitting course of action.


    Luo En, troubled, glanced at Hippolyta who awaited his disposition and reluctantly made a decision.


    "Then, why don''t you stay by my side for a while as an attendant?"


    The true battle with the giants had not yet fully erupted, and Thessaly, having been weakened by two consecutive battles, had significantly diminished its defensive capabilities.


    In both sentiment and reason, it was necessary to keep Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors around as a precaution.


    For now, he would use this compromise as a stepping stone, waiting for the situation to stabilize before considering a more secure solution.


    At this outcome, Hippolyta readily nodded, her gaze towards Luo En showing a hint of affection.

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    ����"Do not insult the loser with the victor''s pose, understand how to respect your opponent, this person is still decent."


    Just as everyone calmed down this small disturbance, the situation on the field had also settled.


    With the support of the Amazon warriors, the already dwindling numbers of Magic Beasts and Giants were quickly encircled and eliminated one by one.


    Not long after, the Divine Blood Heroes, previously rescued by Luo En from the Underground Temple, arrived on the battlefield to provide support, led by Hercules and the Twins, through the dense woodlands on the other side of the hills.


    Clearly, they had also been transported to a region far from the battlefield by the influence of Earth Authority.


    But due to the stalwart resistance of the Thessaly defenders and the successive arrivals of reinforcements, the carefully planned assault by the Giant Spirit Clan was completely dismantled.


    Seeing their kin falling one after another and the gathered Magic Beasts nearly obliterated, several terrified Giants dared not linger any longer. They dove into the cracked fissures in the ground and fled the bloody battlefield.


    Having learned from past failures, the heroes dared not pursue too deeply but quickly cleared the battlefield, destroying the opened underground passageways to prevent those Giants from reemerging.


    Thus, this continually twisting battle for Thessaly finally came to an end.


    ~~


    "Actually withstood it?"


    Atop a distant mountain, enveloped in blue light, Triton looked at the heap of Magic Beast remains and Giant corpses on the battlefield, and the Thessaly Royal City, which stood unyielding amid the smoke, and deeply furrowed his brow.


    He had thought that under such intense onslaught, this city of humans would surely fall.


    He had planned to wait until Admetos was at his wit''s end, Zeus''s Temple overturned, the Sacred Flame extinguished, then he himself would lead the Mechanical God and Automaton Soldiers of the Sea God Temple to rescue them from both fire and water.


    By then, he could seize the opportunity to vie for the greatest benefits for his Father God Poseidon, establishing the faith of the Sea God on these ruins.


    However, he had not expected that beside the demigods of Zeus and Apollo, even Artemis had intervened.


    Moreover, the card the Goddess of the Hunt played was her most elite Amazon warriors from his own ranks.


    Besides, that man from Athens, very strong!


    Triton thought of the branch spear that had split the battlefield earlier, his eyes flashing with deep wariness, and he turned to look at Ares standing behind him.


    "Against him, what are your chances of winning?"


    "Twenty percent..."


    Ares replied gravely, then gazing at the large pit left in the center of the battlefield, furrowed his brow, and added slowly.


    "If that is all his strength..."


    That low?


    Upon hearing this, Triton deeply furrowed his brow again.


    It seemed that both his Father God and he had severely underestimated the difficulty of Thessaly.


    Should he then ask his Father God to dispatch more forces to ensure the Sea God Temple could dominate in this clash?


    But soon, he shook his head to dismiss this thought.


    Anyone can fight with the wind at their back, if he, a Prince, only knew how to oppress with power, how would he be any different from those who repeatedly failed?


    Triton squinted his eyes in thought, his gaze flickering.


    He just wanted Thessaly to convert to the worship of the Sea God, not necessarily to fight to the death against that top hazard from Athens.


    If they needn''t be enemies, then why not turn an enemy into a friend?


    Besides, that Athens hero appeared to have a very obvious weakness...


    Triton glanced at a certain top hazard''s entourage and couldn''t help but curl his lips.


    "Where is Aphrodite?"


    "She went to check on some unusual activity in the rear mountain."


    "Let her come back, I have a more important task for her."


    As Ares stood leaning against a tree trunk, he looked puzzled.


    "What do you need her for?"


    "Of course, to deal with that guy you''re not sure you can beat."


    "Her? A useless support model!"


    Ares''s face showed surprise, full of dissatisfaction.


    Triton shot a disdainful look at his brute companion and snorted coldly.


    "There is more than one way to win, the outcome of a battle is not merely confined to fists, stop arguing and bring her here immediately!"


    Just as the Mechanical God Ares turned around reluctantly under orders, a graceful figure emerged from the shade of the trees.


    "No need, I''m already here."


    Following that, the returning Mechanical Goddess Aphrodite ascended a gentle slope and gazed toward a busy figure in the Royal City, her beautiful eyes shimmering with light.


    "The task this time is set on him, right?"


    Triton nodded subconsciously, having just explained his plan, but it seemed like he heard a swallowing sound somewhere in the depths.


    While the two high-ranking officials of the Sea God Temple were unaware, a faint red-black pattern seemed to ripple within the shadow cast by the Mechanical Goddess Aphrodite on the ground.


    ~~


    "Bang!"


    A thick fist smashed the blue-black stone wall to pieces; Alcyoneus, the king of the Cottus, stood at the cave entrance, his face grim as he looked over a disorderly Underground Temple.


    "Where is that woman?"


    "She, she''s gone..."


    The seven female Giants named Alcyonides answered timidly, then quickly bowed their heads, too scared to meet the angry gaze of their father.


    "I should have never trusted that woman!"


    Nearby, a Giant with serpentine legs sneered darkly, his narrow vertical pupils filled with disdain.


    They were Giants, a race born for battle, regarded as so powerful that even the Gods of Olympus did not take them seriously. When had they, against a band of feeble humans, ever needed to act timidly or stoop to using trickery?


    Alcyoneus, the king of the Giants, glanced at his seven trembling daughters and raised his hand to silence the Giant with serpentine legs before he spoke lightly.


    "Let it go, if not this time, then next. We have plenty of time."


    Hearing that the king of Giants seemed to be showing bias toward his daughters, the Giant with serpentine legs opened his mouth to vent his dissatisfaction.


    "We might have time, but Antaeus is dead. He was an ally I fought hard to win over."


    This Giant, born from the divine union of Mother Earth Gaea and the Sea God Poseidon, had planned to defect to Poseidon, his Father God, and build him a temple using human skulls in Libya.


    However, after witnessing the power of the Giants and the Old Gods, Antaeus had been persuaded to join the Cottus clan in their pursuit to create a world dominated by the Titans.


    Yet, in his first battle, Antaeus had died at the hands of the demigod Hercules, falling victim to a foolish strategy meant to lure Divine Blood Heroes into the sacrificial ground.


    This result indeed frustrated the Giant with serpentine legs.


    "Just to have him feign defeat and draw those Divine Blood Heroes into the sacrificial ground. But look at him, showing off his strength, fighting those heroes to the death without relenting."


    The more King Alcyoneus spoke, the angrier he got, eventually grasping the Giant with serpentine legs by the neck and slamming him against the wall, grunting darkly.


    "I didn''t hold him accountable for his reckless delay of the sacrifice, which led to so many of our kin being killed or injured, and you dare to make excuses for this fool?"


    "And the sacrifice? Your so-called plan also fell through, didn''t it?"


    The Giant with serpentine legs'' scales slipped, freeing himself from King Alcyoneus''s grasp, defensively pointing at the chaotic sacrificial ground below, and sneered.


    At the words, King Alcyoneus''s face showed he was unable to maintain his composure, and he immediately swung his fist, ready to discipline this clansman who dared to challenge his authority.


    The surrounding Giants, meanwhile, tapped stones and bones together, egging them on.


    As a race fond of bravery and combat, skirmishing and fighting were their favorite spectacles.


    "Enough! What time do you think it is to be fighting amongst ourselves, you fools!"


    A deep, angry roar emanated from the Abyss. Surrounded by eleven Temples, the central tower ignited with blue-black flames, resembling an extremely furious face.


    The overwhelming divine aura came rushing, pressing down on the Giants in the cave so heavily they trembled and could barely breathe.


    Even the king of Giants and the Giant with serpentine legs could not help but subdue their haughty nature, bowing their heads respectfully and cautiously asking.


    "King, have you awakened?"


    "I''ve just regained some consciousness, but to take back the glory that belongs to the Titans, this amount of power is far from sufficient!"


    The voice from within the tower huffed impatiently, growing restless.


    "The sacrifices must continue!"


    The two Giants looked troubled upon hearing this.


    "The humans above seem to have found some strong reinforcements."


    "Moreover, we have lost many of our kind for this cause."


    The voice within the tower fell silent for a moment, gradually becoming deeper and more solemn.


    "Reinforcements? Don''t we have them? Prometheus is still bound to the cliffs of the Caucasus Mountains suffering, and Atlas is still sentenced to carry the heavens. Go free them, seize Zeus''s lightning, drive Poseidon out of the sea, remove Apollo from the sun chariot, and let the world return to the Titans~!"

 Chapter 529 46

    Thessaly Royal City.


    The crisis brought by the giants was temporarily averted, the collapsed city walls were secretly rebuilt using secret techniques, and the defensive charms that were successively repaired were activated one by one.


    Witnessing the light of the thunderbolts, a symbol of Zeus''s divine patronage, envelop the entire city beneath the chanting of the priests, the heroes and soldiers responsible for patrols and surveillance couldn''t help but sigh with relief, their taut nerves slightly relaxed.


    The city, having endured the baptism of war, regained its former peace, and the streets and alleys were immersed in a joyful celebration.


    Hercules, Hippolyta, Luo En, the Spartan Twins, and a host of other heroes were invited by King Admetos to partake in the grand banquet at the Royal Palace.


    At the lively banquet, aside from the requisite delicacies and fine wines, many strikingly beautiful noble maidens also cast longing glances at the leaders among them.


    A few days later, the Divine Blood Heroes, having shed their burdens, yawned and returned to their dwellings, preparing to rest and recuperate.


    Luo En was no exception, after buying some pastries and snacks on the street, he slipped back into the courtyard he was staying in, took out a golden wide-mouth cup filled with crimson wine, and sat at a stone table to drink by himself.


    As the crimson liquid flowed into his body, lines of light that resembled cracks on his skin slowly healed, much like parched, cracked earth being watered by rain.


    Watching the light markings on his body gradually fade, Luo En shook his head, not entirely satisfied.


    Having used only three incarnations had already pushed him to his limits, necessitating maintenance and repair with divine wine from the Holy Grail regularly, his body was indeed somewhat fragile.


    Fortunately, after suffering a wave of severe damage, neither the giants nor the Magic Beasts dared to emerge again.


    Otherwise, his fragile body might sooner or later have to be dragged back to War God Mountain for repairs.


    Luo En raised the Holy Grail, drained the automatically replenishing divine wine in one gulp, and murmured to himself.


    He couldn''t always be the lone fighter, blood-spattered and worn. If he wanted to ensure his strength was employed to its best use, it seemed necessary to augment the abilities of the few comrades around him, to enable them to stand on their own.


    "Eeek~~"


    As Luo En was lost in thought, a burly figure pushed the half-open gate of the courtyard and entered.


    "Hercules? What brings you here?"


    Seeing the muscular man entering, Luo En couldn''t hide his surprise.


    Hercules set down the wine and snacks he had brought and laughed heartily, "I came to visit you, and also to formally express my thanks."


    Luo En put the Holy Grail aside, removed the seal from the jar of wine, and took a sniff, his face teasing, "Huh, this year''s Ambrosial Honey Wine from Thessaly, and the most expensive new release? You must''ve spared no expense."


    "As long as you like it," Hercules replied with a smile, his rugged face brimming with sincerity, "Compared to the favor of rescuing me from the Underground Temple, this is nothing."


    He stood up proactively and poured wine into Luo En''s cup from the jar.


    Watching the lion-like giant man act with such deference before him, as tame as a kitten hiding its claws, Luo En finished the drink in his cup and a playful smile crossed his face.


    "Even if I hadn''t intervened, with your skills, you probably could have escaped. And coming to see me after so many days, it must be for more than just what happened in the Underground Temple, right?"


    "There''s also this..."


    The blush on Hercules'' face revealed his embarrassment at having his thoughts read, and as he lay his large hand on the stone table, it opened to reveal a Medusa crest engraved with his name.


    Luo En raised his eyebrows slightly, understanding immediately.


    It seemed this rough yet thoughtful hero had discovered something.


    "Thank you for the hint, and for bestowing such a precious treasure upon me," Hercules began, pushing the Medusa emblem across the table towards Luo En.


    "But I''m sorry, I can''t accept that..."


    The hand that Luo En held his cup with paused for a moment, and he looked at Hercules with an intrigued expression.


    He understood exactly what "that" was referred to by the other man.


    ��The Sacred Robe of Leo from Athens, and the invitation to join War God Mountain.


    Due to the intervention and agreement with The Three Fates, the battle among the gods on Mount Olympus was hardly a secret.


    As the son of Zeus, whom the Divine King highly valued, and given Perseus''s teachings from a young age, he had long seen himself as his father Zeus''s sharpest spear and sword.


    In a way, all the gods who participated in that rebellion were enemies of his father Zeus.


    While a new war of the gods had not yet erupted, there was no need for the factions of the gods to fight to the death over it.


    But the straightforward Hercules was still reluctant to easily cross that line, to betray his own father.


    "You''re misunderstanding," Luo En swirled his wine cup and began with a smile, "I gave you that Sacred Robe hoping you would save more lives and avert more disasters, nothing more."


    "But still..."


    "For the sake of so-called stances, to cast aside divine tools that could help you save more lives, don''t you think you''re being overly selfish and shallow?"


    "..."


    Hercules could find no words in response and could only offer a wry smile in explanation.


    "But I am the son of Zeus..."


    "But you are also Hercules! The hero the people look up to, the warrior who speaks for the powerless! Countless disasters await your intervention, countless injustices await your resolution!" Luo En''s voice was stern, addressing this brother who aspired to be a filial son.


    "The measure of your identity should not be your parents, but your actions! Think carefully about what you should do, not what you shouldn''t."


    "..."


    Under the resounding reprimand, Hercules fell silent. After a lengthy pause, he clenched his teeth, grabbed the Medusa emblem on the table, and spoke earnestly to Luo En.

 Chapter 530 46_2

    "Okay, I''ll accept this item and will definitely make good use of it. But if you stand against the Father God, I''ll show no mercy!"


    "As you wish."


    Luo En waved his hand indifferently, watching Hercules leave the courtyard with a heavy heart, a pleased curve rising on his lips.


    He said he didn''t want it, yet his body was not quite honest, huh?


    Even your own loyalty to that Father God doesn''t seem as unshakable as you thought.


    Plus, His Majesty the King of Gods of Olympus has a severe case of paranoia.


    In his eyes, loyalty that''s not absolute is absolutely disloyal.


    Now that you have the stain of private gifting, you might soon find yourself dining with us rebels.


    A certain scheming elder brother chuckled mischievously, raising his glass to salute the direction in which his younger brother Hercules had departed.


    At night, Cainis, Medea, and Helen, having finished their duties, returned to the courtyard, one after another, dragging their weary bodies.


    The moment the door opened, they were greeted by the rich aroma of food. Over a dozen dishes, appealing in color, scent, and flavor, were spread out on the table, making one''s mouth water.


    And Luo En, who had finished work first, walked out of the kitchen carrying a steaming hot pot of mushroom soup.


    Now that the situation was stable and he had nothing to do, he took the opportunity to cook a sumptuous meal for everyone to reward them for their hard work over the past period.


    Medea, as someone in the know about Luo En''s identity and having tasted her senior brother''s cooking skills, was undoubtedly the most discerning. She immediately stepped forward briskly and secured a favorable spot, then couldn''t wait to grab the utensils and entered a battle state.


    Helen and Cainis didn''t understand why Medea was so excited, but their hungry stomachs prompted them to quickly take their seats.


    And moments later, the two newcomers were conquered by the deliciousness of the dishes, burying their heads and feasting as if a wind swept through the leaves, they cleared the extended table.


    Seeing the three still yearning for more, Luo En walked into the kitchen with magnanimity, adding a few more dishes to fully satiate them before finally extinguishing the stove.


    "Burp~ That was really good~ much better than the swill in the barracks."


    Cainis leaned back in her chair, burping and praising, her belly as round as if she were eight months pregnant. The skin stretched so taut that you could see the clear blood vessels and sinews.


    In contrast, Helen and Medea were much more restrained. Although their bellies were slightly protruded, at least they were not yet affecting their ability to move.


    Looking at the three protruding watermelon bellies in front of the table, Luo En let out an embarrassed chuckle before slowly speaking.


    "Besides this meal, I have also prepared a gift for each of you."


    "A gift? What is it?"


    The three perked up upon hearing this.


    As demigods with strong physical constitutions, they immediately used their excellent digestive ability to eliminate any discomfort in their bodies, sitting upright in their chairs, eagerly awaiting Luo En.


    Luo En, seeing their reactions, brushed the utensils aside, traced several lines of Hermes Script on the tabletop, forming a constantly moving astrolabe. Metallic glints of light flickered in and out of existence within it.


    "Sacred Robes?"


    Medea was the first to react, her face showing surprise.


    "Hmm, I''ve prepared a suit of protective gear for each of you. Pick and see which one suits you best." Luo En nodded with a smile, then gestured for the three to come forward and choose.


    The three approached with curious glances, laying their hands upon the astrolabe and infusing it with their own divinity.


    After a moment, a series of rising and falling shrieks sounded, and three beams of starlight fell from the sky, descending in front of Medea, Cainis, and Helen. They each transformed into a gold metal cube engraved with ancient star patterns.


    The pattern on the first cube showed a majestic and solemn Western dragon, surrounded by poison.


    The pattern on the second cube showed a golden bird with flames burning on its body and wings spread, ready to take flight.


    The pattern on the third cube showed a praying girl with her eyes closed and a holy demeanor.


    Luo En looked at the three, his eyelids twitching.


    ��Dragon, Phoenix, Virgin?


    As the legendary enchantress who rode away on the Demon Dragon, vanishing from the mortal world, the bond between Dragon and Medea seemed destined, fitting within the realms of reason;


    Similarly, the story of Cainis transforming into a bird with golden wings after death and disappearing into the sky, matches the image of the Phoenix constellation. This combination is also acceptable;


    But the Virgo Palace...


    Luo En looked at Helen, her face lit up with joy, and at the golden metal cube with the image of a maiden in front of her, and couldn''t help but find it odd.


    The Sacred Robe of Virgo, symbolizing purity and flawlessness, paired with a woman known for her headstrong love affairs and eloping with her lover��this match looked discordant no matter how one saw it!


    However, very soon, Luo En, stroking his chin, thought of a reason why the Sacred Robe of Virgo might have chosen Helen.


    Though Apollo was the chief god of Sparta, Artemis was also a significant deity they worshipped.


    In the legends, Princess Helen was a priestess to the virgin goddess and while dancing and praying in the Temple of Artemis, was abducted by Theseus, the King of Athens, which then led to a war between Sparta and Athens.


    Currently, Helen was still young, and these stories had not yet taken place.


    Therefore, the small Princess of Sparta was still a chaste maiden, and coupled with her stunning beauty and faith in the virgin goddess Artemis, she naturally met the criteria for the Sacred Robe of Virgo.


    After all, the remaining two, one having just tasted the pleasures of conjugal bliss and the other more mannish than men, did not match the Sacred Robe of Virgo at all.


    Yet, even though this was the case, the combination of Helen and the Sacred Robe of Virgo somehow gave Luo En an ominous feeling of malice from the world.


    Perhaps this was a good thing?


    Maintaining one''s dignity as a virgin is always better than being traded like a commodity, at the mercy of others.


    If Helen were not involved, perhaps the Trojan War, which would result in countless deaths and injuries in the future, might never occur.


    Wondering if she heard the whispers from the unseen world, Helen looked up, clutching her newest gift affectionately, and flashed Luo En a sweet smile.


    Luo En felt a pang in his heart, responding with a stiff smile, and unconsciously made the sign of the cross over his chest.


    Seeing the smile across from her, Helen felt encouraged, her sparkling eyes ablaze with passion.


    "It''s quite late, perhaps we should also rest?"


    Feeling the almost scorching gaze that could burn through him, Luo En''s eyelid twitched and he casually suggested,


    "Why don''t you put it on first and see if it fits?"


    "Okay!"


    Helen agreed to Luo En''s request without hesitation, and following his instructions, activated the metal module to don the Sacred Robe on herself.


    As they merged at that moment, the young Princess of Sparta felt a cool breeze flow through her, and her previously fiery gaze instantly became tranquil, her eyes clear from within.


    To pin him down and ravish him fiercely, or to be ravished fiercely by him while alive?


    Strange, why did I just have such impure thoughts?


    Towards the object of her admiration, respect alone was sufficient.


    Helen clasped her fingers across her chest, engaging in self-repentance, just like the spotless maiden who prays to deities in the temple.


    "You and Cainis should each take a room, I want to sleep with Medea tonight, we can explore the use of both Sacred Robes." Helen proposed.


    "Sleep with you? When did I..."


    "Elbows, come inside with me!"


    Before Medea could voice her protest, Helen, with a stern face, dragged her roommate into the bedroom.


    Watching the door slam shut and considering the inseparable pair of close sisters, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    He could finally get a good night''s sleep.


    Actually, Helen really did suit the Virgo Palace.


    Wear it, from now on you are not a lovesick maiden��worldly desires cannot touch even a hint, and if passion stirs, this Sacred Robe will bring you clarity.

 Chapter 531 47: Thriving is the Primary Productive Force (5k)

    In the courtyard.


    Luo En watched Helen, purified in both body and mind, leave, then dragged a sullen Medea back into the house, and afterward declined Cainis'' invitation to sleep together under the pretext of cleaning up the dinnerware.


    As the doors to the two bedrooms closed and the fluorite lighting in the house went out, he sighed in relief as if a great burden had been lifted.


    After being so busy for such a long time, all he wanted now was some peace and quiet.


    Having spent some time tidying up the courtyard and dinnerware, Luo En confirmed that the three inside were soundly asleep before he comfortably stretched and prepared to enjoy his own leisure time.


    However, just as he took a step forward, a low knocking sound came from behind him.


    Turning around reluctantly, Luo En opened the door to find the tall Amazon Queen with flaming red hair standing quietly outside.


    "Hippolyta? What are you doing here so late?"


    "The defense line has been rebuilt, and the matter of cooperating with the Thessalians for defense has concluded. Since there are no more tasks, as a retainer, I naturally have to return to my master''s side to ensure his safety," Hippolyta said, tying her reddish-brown warhorse, entering the courtyard on her own, and laying down a beast-skin blanket on the ground to serve as her bed.


    She then started inscribing warning and defensive spells around herself and setting up several simple traps, displaying the complete professionalism of a bodyguard.


    Clearly, serving as a retainer was not something Hippolyta took lightly.


    Luo En, somewhat amused and exasperated, waved his hand dismissively.


    "There''s no need for that. You''ve been running around in my stead, helping the Amazon Tribe assist Thessaly through a dangerous period; you''ve already done me a huge favor. We''re even for last time."


    Upon hearing this, Hippolyta looked at the man before her with a hint of surprise.


    "Are you sure?"


    "Think it''s too little? Well, I''ve got an additional condition then,"


    Luo En mused for a moment and then began to speak with a smile.


    "Here''s what I propose: I hope you can restrain your tribe from plundering the population of Greek city-states any longer. Let the Amazon Tribe and the Greeks live together in peace."


    "I wish for that too..."


    Hippolyta detected the good intentions Luo En was extending, however, her expression showed difficulty.


    "But the Amazon Tribe needs offspring to continue, and if we cannot bring back enough men every Day of Fertility, our population will keep declining, and the Amazon Tribe..."


    "Then all these years of plundering men, how much has the number of Amazon warriors increased by?"


    Luo En cut her off and asked leisurely.


    "That..." Hippolyta took a breath, her mind wandering to the state of her tribe, and her eyes filled with bewilderment.


    Evidently, the number of Amazon female warriors hadn''t increased much through such reproductive methods. In fact, the tribe''s numbers had decreased rather than increased because of the conflicts with Greek city-states during the raids, leading to continuous casualties among the sisters.


    Seeing Hippolyta''s reaction, Luo En understood.


    "Abandoning the War God''s faith to serve Artemis was also for this reason, wasn''t it?"


    With some hesitation, Hippolyta nodded resignedly.


    The Amazons changed their faith not only because Father God Ares was defeated in the god wars but also to salvage the tribe''s declining birthrate year after year.


    As everyone knows, Artemis is not only the goddess of hunting and the moon but also holds authority over fertility, childbirth, and the protection of infants.


    Indeed, it was Ares who came up with the brainless idea of snatching men for breeding...


    Luo En sneered internally and looked at the still confused Amazon Queen with annoyance.


    "Why snatch if you want to keep the birthrate up? Why not just borrow seed openly and honorably?"


    "?"


    Seeing that Hippolyta was still perplexed, Luo En simply laid out his thoughts clearly for her to hear.


    Under the bright moonlight that illuminated the entire courtyard, Hippolyta listened to the handsome demigod''s suggestions, her eyes luminous with surprise and the turmoil in her heart plain to see.


    What Luo En suggested was straightforward and not difficult to understand.


    Simply put, every year during the Day of Fertility, the Amazons could loosen restrictions and invite men from the Greek World to come to the Amazon Tribe, to pair with women of age for conjugal union.


    If the Amazons wanted to ensure the quality of the men, they could set trials to test the men''s strength, intelligence, and bloodline when entering the tribe, thus selecting the perfect offspring.


    If someone as prestigious as the Amazon Queen had numerous suitors, after an initial selection, the pursuing Greek heroes could then compete against each other in an arena, and after a number of victors emerged, she could choose personally among them.


    Children born from these unions would remain with the Amazons if they were girls, contributing to the population. If they were boys, they need not be exterminated ruthlessly; instead, they could be given to their fathers to raise.


    With this approach, not only would the Amazon Tribe no longer need to antagonize the Greek city-states for plundering men, but they could also use such methods as a bond to secure more allies.


    "With the men competing against each other like animals under such stern conditions solely for a woman, would they really be willing to come?"


    Hippolyta, though astounded by the man''s groundbreaking and unorthodox thinking, still had some doubts about the practicality of his idea.


    Luo En glanced at the questioning Hippolyta with some irritation and responded.


    "For thousands of years, from beasts to men, from men to gods, reproduction has always been of the utmost importance. Males fighting each other for the chance to mate is already the norm. You have no idea what ridiculous things those Greek heroes would do to compete for the right to breed."

 Chapter 532 47 Serse is the primary productive force (5k)_2

    Would you like to come? Heh, as long as the Amazon Tribe advertises it well, you''re probably just worried that the Amazonian territory won''t be big enough.


    Then, Luo En paused for a moment before adding.


    "As for why we should add some conditions for the selection, it''s because humans often don''t cherish what they obtain too easily. With gimmicks to make it seem unattainable, those heroes will swarm to it, proud to enter the Amazon Tribe and compete to become breeders."


    In Greek mythology, conquering an Amazon woman is every Greek hero''s perilous dream.


    Because slaughter and sex have always been the two elements that most stimulate male hormones, they are also the ways men display their martial prowess and boast their strength.


    Through fighting and competing, defeating the same sex, pressing a beautiful yet dangerous woman beneath them, and enjoying the honor, for men, especially inherently restless heroes, is simply an irresistible temptation.


    As long as the Amazons, following their own methods, lift restrictions and prejudices and issue a recruitment to the eligible Greek males.


    After all, as demigods, those Amazon warriors participating in breeding won''t be lacking in looks, and they also carry the unique charm of a warrior race.


    The horny wolves among the Greeks, hearing this news, will guarantee one after another will enthusiastically go to the Amazon Tribe to sleep with women, to breed.


    Look, what originally was a mutually beneficial affair, thanks to Ares, this idiot''s brain-dead move, successfully made the Amazon Tribe and the Greek city-states hostile towards each other, and they almost became extinct in the future.


    Tsk tsk, once the War God uses his brain, the World laughs.


    At the moment, Hippolyta was completely oblivious to someone making fun of her old father in their heart; rather, she was quite moved by these fantastic proposals.


    The Amazon Tribe is currently troubled by lowering fertility rates, which is why they chose to send their elite to help Thessaly and ease relations with the Greeks.


    But this is after all only treating the symptoms and not the cause; if she could solve the predicament of the Amazons in a more stable manner, she would, of course, be willing to try.


    Hippolyta pulled out several parchments from the Magic Circle Diagram and continued to inquire about her confusions and relevant details from the sage before her.


    "What if the Amazons'' defense gets fully scoped out by those foreign men?"


    "Simple, just move the location of the ''Day of Fertility'' to a fixed island, right? There''s no shortage of deserted islands in the Sea of Okeanos. As for transportation, you can use ships to transport the eligible Amazon warriors there, and wait for the Greek men to come in groups on a set date to challenge. Moreover, luckily, those without some skills and luck will have already fed the sea monsters on the way."


    "Luck?"


    "Haven''t you heard? Luck is also a kind of strength."


    "Oh, what if there are too many male babies? It''s too troublesome to send them away one by one."


    "You can send them to a fixed island after they are born for nine to ten months, hand them over to their fathers. Also, if you want to have girls, figure out how to concoct some effective Magic Potions, why even ask me."


    Watching Hippolyta, who looked like a curious student, taking notes on the parchment as she asked questions, Luo En patiently explained each one.


    With doubts still remaining, Hippolyta continued to seek advice.


    "Also, what if the number of women who conceive during the Day of Fertility is too low?"


    "How long does your Day of Fertility usually last?"


    "Three days?"


    "Too short! Extend it to around ten days. The women waiting to breed on the island should be chosen about 14 to 16 days before their menstrual period; during these ten days, their probability of conception is the highest."


    "Menstrual period?"


    "It''s when the belly hurts every month and blood flows regularly from the passage where babies come from."


    Looking at the bewildered face of the Amazon Queen, Luo En felt that he was still too optimistic. To truly implement this system and increase the population of the Amazons, it seemed that he needed to first give them some lessons on sustainable development and health education.


    However, this task could be passed on to Artemis to implement, just right to expand her Divine Authority inherited from her mother Leto and solidify her little girlfriend''s status among the Amazon Tribe.


    "Alright, Her Majesty the Queen, I''ll organize a rough feasibility plan into a document after some time and then hand it over to you. If there''s anything you cannot decide on your own, you can consult with Lady Artemis."


    At this point, Luo En paused momentarily, calming down the somewhat overly excited Hippolyta.


    "Of course, it''s best to wait until things in Thessaly have settled down, then you can gradually try it when you return to the tribe."


    Hippolyta nodded repeatedly, then slightly bowed, right fist on chest, and respectfully and solemnly expressed gratitude to the sage.


    "You are a lenient opponent and a great sage; thank you for your guidance."


    "No need to thank me, we each got what we needed, so we''re even now, right?"


    Hearing the teasing in her ear, Hippolyta felt somewhat dazed for a moment.


    As the loser, she didn''t have to serve in battle for the winner, didn''t need to sacrifice her beauty, didn''t have to pay money to redeem her freedom; she just did a simple errand, maintained stability in Thessaly, and evened out the cost of her failure, even gaining more benefits from this victor.


    This kind of failure felt almost like a dream.


    "Alright, go back and assure your sisters of your safety, and tell them not to be so impulsive the next time they encounter Greeks blocking their way. After all, not every Divine Blood Hero might be as good-tempered and strong as I am."


    Luo En smiled and waved his hand, his words half advice, half teasing.

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    Due to their martial culture and the custom of raiding to capture high-quality males for breeding, the Amazon Tribe had a poor reputation among the Greek states.


    After continuous conflict, once members of the Amazon Tribe or Greeks were captured, falling into each other''s hands, they often met a grim fate.


    This was why Hippolyta was surprised that she could obtain her freedom so easily after her defeat.


    Previously, the Amazon Tribe had worshipped Ares, God of War, and Luo En naturally didn''t need to be so polite.


    But now, his young lover Artemis had already won the divine war, seizing the faith of the Amazon Tribe from Ares, so of course, he hoped to turn swords into plowshares between the Amazon Tribe and the Greeks, striving for a peaceful coexistence and mutual benefits.


    However, upon hearing this, Hippolyta couldn''t help but show an awkward expression.


    "Well, I forgot to mention, I''ve already stepped down..."


    Luo En noticed the former Amazon Queen''s slightly evasive gaze, and couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and frustration.


    He could probably understand the reasons behind Hippolyta''s voluntary abdication.


    On one hand, Hippolyta had her pride, needing to take responsibility for the defeat as a queen; on the other hand, she was worried that being a queen vulnerable to threats could lead to decisions detrimental to the tribe, so she resigned before fulfilling her promise.


    Nevertheless, under Luo En''s magnanimity, this move rather seemed like a case of misjudging an upright person with a suspicious mind.


    Looking at Hippolyta, whose gaze seemed somewhat vacant, Luo En helplessly rubbed his temples.


    "So who is the new queen of the Amazon Tribe now?"


    "My sister, Penthesilea..."


    Hippolyta answered with her head down, coughing slightly as she added.


    "Before I came here, we had already completed the handover ceremony, and she has taken over as the new queen."


    However, upon hearing this name, Luo En''s face turned dark.


    He had a particularly strong impression of this sibling duo.


    Because when he encountered the Amazon warriors on a forced march, that white-haired, short-tempered woman leading them didn''t think twice before swinging a chain hammer that weighed tens of kilograms at his face.


    After being subdued, this woman still clamored for a duel with him.


    It could be said that in the conflicts with the Amazon warriors, Penthesilea alone was responsible for seventy percent of the issues.


    Her fiery temper was indeed befitting as a daughter of Ares; no wonder she would later lead the Amazon Tribe on the side of Troy, clashing with the Greek coalition in the Battle of Troy, and then being sent to the Netherworld by Achilles.


    This wouldn''t do!


    Letting such a hot-tempered older sister ascend to leadership, the Amazon Tribe was bound to continue clashing with the Greeks, ultimately heading towards an antagonistic stand-off.


    In comparison, the former queen, Hippolyta, although a bit stubborn, was much more mature and stable.


    Luo En muttered to himself, recalling in his mind all the ways in which Hippolyta was superior to Penthesilea.


    In the original Greek mythology, Hercules''s ninth trial was to retrieve the [War God''s Belt] from Hippolyta and present it to his cousin, King Eurystheus''s daughter��Princess Artemata.


    At that time, Hippolyta, the Queen of the Amazons, sympathized with the great hero''s plight and respected his strength, thus she readily agreed to give up the belt, hoping he would leave Amazon territory peacefully.


    However, at the moment when Hippolyta was about to hand over the [War God''s Belt], the other Amazons were misled by rumors, thinking their queen had been kidnapped and coerced, so they assembled and attacked Hercules and his companions.


    In the chaos of the fight, Hercules responded decisively, brutally killing seven or eight Amazon warriors.


    As the situation worsened, Hippolyta reluctantly stepped forward to halt the combat, humiliatingly handed over the [War God''s Belt], saved a captured sister, and sent Hercules and his people away.


    But from then on, the relationship between the Amazons and the Greek states became increasingly hostile.


    Although Hippolyta made great efforts to reconcile the differences between the two sides, hoping for peaceful coexistence.


    Later, this Amazon Queen died in a conflict with the Athenians, which led to a complete fallout between the Amazons and the Greek states.


    So, for a long time in the future, this group of brave and skilled women relentlessly clashed with the Greek states.


    It wasn''t until the Trojan War that the Amazons, under the leadership of their new Queen Penthesilea, joined the side of Troy and all fell in battle. The once glorious Amazon tribe thus declined.


    Therefore, if he were to choose a leader for the Amazons, he would definitely prefer Hippolyta, a pro-Greek queen, over Penthesilea, a reckless warrior.


    Moreover, his previous proposal for a great fusion between the Amazons and the Greeks would likely be best managed and implemented by the prudent Hippolyta.


    Considering this, Luo En advised tactfully.


    "Our misunderstanding has already been clarified. You can definitely go back and explain everything to your sisters. Resigning too hastily is not advisable. Penthesilea''s temperament is not suited for the queen."


    "But I have already handed over the throne to my sister, under the witness of Goddess Artemis."


    Hippolyta was clearly troubled by this.


    Luo En spoke indifferently, "Just have Artemis preside over changing it back, that''s all."


    "?"


    "Use this to offer a sacrifice to your chief god, tell her what I have said, and she will agree."


    Luo En pulled a Medusa emblem from his chest, tossed it to Hippolyta, then yawned and sleepily walked towards the bedroom.


    Will this work?


    Hippolyta examined the bronze emblem in her hand, hesitated for a moment, then squatted down and began tracing Hermes Script, preparing for the divine descent ceremony.


    A quarter of an hour later, the Amazon Queen placed the bronze emblem in the center of the Magic Circle Diagram in the courtyard, bit her index finger, dripped her divine blood, and called upon the name of her chief god.


    Hum!


    Accompanied by a cool resonance, the full moon''s light shone on the completed Magic Circle Diagram, conjuring up a graceful, tall figure.

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    In the courtyard,


    the figure formed from moonlight listened to Hippolyta''s report and played with the Medusa emblem in her hand, nodding with interest.


    "So, that''s the situation..."


    "Lady Artemis, what do you mean then?"


    Hippolyta respectfully inquired, her probing gaze fixed on the goddess she worshipped.


    "I''ll start testing the feasibility of that proposal for the low fertility rate, but since he suggested it, there shouldn''t be any problem."


    Artemis laughed lightly in response, and then added,


    "As for passing the position on to Penthesilea, let''s drop the matter; she''s quite reluctant to take on the job, always complaining to me during prayers and insisting on taking you back."


    Owing to possessing an exceptionally pure War God bloodline, Penthesilea was extremely prominent as a type given to combat.


    Put her in a fight, and she''s generally happy, but asking her to manage affairs truly was a bit difficult for her.


    Hearing her own goddess''s little report, Hippolyta felt embarrassed for her blunt sister Penthesilea and promised bashfully,


    "Don''t worry, as soon as I return tomorrow morning, I''ll definitely keep the sisters under control."


    "There''s no rush to return," Artemis shook her head, her silver gaze sweeping over the three tightly closed bedrooms in the courtyard, shimmering subtly, "You just said, he''s now living with three women?"


    "Yes, one is Medea, the princess of Colchis; another is Helen, the princess of Sparta; and the last is Cainis, Thessaly''s first beauty," Hippolyta replied truthfully, adding, "I heard they went through life-and-death challenges together, so they get along very well."


    Get along well? Well enough to sleep in the same bed?


    Artemis felt a silent alarm upon hearing this.


    Out for only a short while and he already hooked up with three?


    The Goddess of the Hunt, standing in the courtyard, sensed a potential crisis, looking down at her devotee before speaking casually yet curiously,


    "Hippolyta, what do you think about this person?"


    "Very strong!"


    Hippolyta answered without hesitation, her eyes revealing a trace of reverence for the strong.


    "..."


    The goddess''s phantasm under the moonlight wavered for a moment before she cleared her throat and spoke.


    "I''m talking about other aspects."


    "A worthy rival and a great sage," Hippolyta continued, delivering a fair and serious evaluation.


    The corner of Artemis''s eyes twitched as she proceeded to ask patiently,


    "Then do you have any thoughts about him? Or anything specific you''d like to do?"


    "Yes!"


    At this prompt, Hippolyta nodded subconsciously,


    and then, under Artemis''s expectant gaze, the Amazon Queen clenched her fist, her eyes filled with fervent anticipation.


    "I want to have a fair fight with him again! I lost too quickly last time and didn''t understand the gap between us; even if the chances of winning are slim, trying several times would greatly benefit my strength!"


    Artemis in the Magic Array grimaced upon hearing this.


    Why do these girls'' minds only contain thoughts of fighting? Can''t they insert some normal male-female affection? What a bad influence from that idiot Ares.


    Seeing that gentle persuasion didn''t work, the Goddess of the Hunt got straight to the point,


    "Since he has strength and wisdom, and can propose strategies beneficial for the Amazon Tribe, have you thought about bringing him back to the tribe? By age, you are also nearly at the breeding phase, and even if you can''t take him to Paradise Island, joining with him to extend this strong and wise bloodline would also be seen as a gain from your journey."


    Hippolyta''s eyes lit up at the suggestion.


    Right! Bringing that person back to the tribe would solve all problems, wouldn''t it?


    Not only could she spar with him every day, but who else would be more specialized in implementing a plan to improve the fertility rate of the Amazons than the man who proposed it?


    Indeed, the goddess truly had a comprehensive way of thinking!


    However, just as Hippolyta was about to put her elation into action and turned towards a certain bedroom door, she couldn''t help but show an embarrassed look.


    "But I can''t beat him..."


    Hearing this, the Goddess in the Magic Array spoke with a smile,


    "Don''t worry, I''ll help you."


    "Help me?"


    "Yes, open your heart, and I will descend in spirit form to possess you, allowing your wish to be fulfilled!"


    "But as a virgin goddess, wouldn''t this be a sacrilege to your sanctity?"


    "I am the Chief God of the Amazon Tribe; if it makes the Amazons stronger, this minor sacrifice is nothing."


    Feeling deeply touched by her goddess''s righteous statement, Hippolyta knew in her heart that renouncing Ares, God of War, and following Artemis, the Moon Goddess, was the most correct decision since she took the throne!


    In that moment, Artemis inside the Magic Array pointed toward the full moon hanging in the sky, giving a timely reminder,


    "Enough, it''s getting late, and we don''t know how long the Thessaly giant problem will last; one or two attempts may not suffice for a stable pregnancy, so if you''ve made up your mind, you need to give me an answer quickly."


    "No need to think about it! I invite your spirit to possess this body, please descend!"


    Hippolyta answered instantly, then actively opened her spirit, chanting the sacred rites for summoning the divine spirit.


    "Then, as you wish..."


    The Goddess in the Magic Array curled her lips into a pleased smile, her silhouette crystallizing into a stream of mercury-like moonlight that entered Hippolyta''s body.

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    Moments later, the Amazon Queen who had been standing quietly in the courtyard opened her eyes, and a mercury-like sheen flickered within her pupils, while the aura within her body became vast and unfathomable.


    Ah~~


    The tightly closed door was gently pushed open, and a tall silhouette stepped into a bedroom.


    An astonished voice immediately came from inside the room.


    "Hippolyta? Weren''t you supposed to go back?"


    "Hey, hey, what are you pouncing on me for?"


    "Don''t tear my clothes!"


    "No, how are you so strong? And that Authority?"


    "Wait, Ar... mmph..."


    In the blink of an eye, the room was filled with the sounds of intense jostling and impact, as the pristine moonlight, like living mercury, spread over the outside of the bedroom, masking all the noise and sin within the dense night.


    ~~


    The next day, early morning.


    Luo En sat up in bed with a dark face, pulling away the Hippolyta who was clinging to him like an octopus.


    As they separated, waves of pain radiated from various parts of his body. The victim looked down at the bite and scratch marks covering his chest, arms, and shoulders, and his face inevitably darkened a few shades more.


    He had been careless. Artemis had stealthily possessed Hippolyta last night and ambushed him; by the time he sensed something was amiss, it was too late.


    Moreover, since it wasn''t her own body, that madwoman truly tormented him without restraint.


    If it weren''t for the fact that Hippolyta was experiencing her first time and malfunctioned due to the intense impact, there might well have been a new rendition of ''Seven Days and Nights''.


    Having such a Chief God was really bad luck for the faithful.


    Luo En sighed, his fingers tracing several lines of Hermes Script to heal the wounds on himself and Hippolyta.


    Soon, the Amazon Queen with a short-circuited brain also slowly came to and subconsciously touched her slightly swollen belly.


    "So much in just one go? It''s a bit much..."


    Luo En, upon hearing Hippolyta''s matter-of-fact tone, was momentarily stunned, and then his face darkened further.


    "You want to go for a few more rounds?"


    "Hmm, the Goddess said if we want to ensure successful conception, it''s best to try every night."


    Hippolyta nodded in response and then looked seriously at the victim beside her.


    "We continue tonight."


    "..."


    After a bout of silence, Luo En''s forehead vein thumped tumultuously.


    "Did you coordinate this?"


    "It was my idea, the Goddess simply helped me fulfill my request."


    Hippolyta took ownership of the situation, placing her hand on the victim''s shoulder with earnest comfort.


    "Don''t worry, once we settle the matters in Thessaly, I''ll take you back to Paradise Island. Then, under the Goddess''s witness, you will become a member of the Amazon Tribe."


    Hearing that solemn promise, Luo En felt as if he were witnessing a bizarre scene where an unscrupulous man, having forcibly taken advantage of a respectable young lady, promised her an honorable status with smooth talk.


    It seemed right, though��the Amazon Tribe was matrilineal, with the sexes reversed.


    In a sense, he really was the one who had been unjustly tarnished.


    Artemis, look at the fine mess you''ve created!


    You want to capture me to spend time with you on Paradise Island, don''t you? Not a chance! Once I get my hands on you, I''ll spank you so hard!


    While resenting the one responsible for this mess in the background, Luo En got dressed and reluctantly left the room.


    If Hippolyta wasn''t the victim, then she would be in danger now.


    Having been tormented all night, he didn''t want another round in the early morning that would publicize the affair.


    Just as Luo En was stepping out of the room, a strange whooshing sound came at him. Instinctively, his gaze sharpened, Divinity pulsed within him, and cascading glyphs rose from beneath his feet, forming a golden barrier.


    "Bang!"


    At the same time, a golden streak descended from outside the door, piercing through the air and transforming into a spear that embedded itself into the middle of the courtyard. The Divine Power bursting forth caused the nearby ground to ripple and fracture like waves.


    Scattered stones pelted the golden barrier, creating beautiful yet dangerous ripples.


    "Sisters, this despicable outsider has abducted Hippolyta, charge, let''s rescue our Queen!"


    Amidst the haze of dust, a fierce-looking woman with strong white arms and short white hair, violently kicked down the door and led dozens of Amazon warriors into the courtyard with ferocity.


    "Penthesilea? What brings you here?"


    Hearing the noise, Hippolyta instinctively rushed out, staring dumbfounded at her sister who had suddenly arrived with her tribeswomen.


    And at that sight, Luo En had an ominous feeling.


    Sure enough.


    Penthesilea, seeing her sister wrapped in a bedsheet, with bruises along her shoulder blades and neck, flew into a rage.


    "You bastard, what have you done to my sister?!"


    The other Amazon warriors, upon witnessing such a scene, couldn''t help but flare up in anger, and simultaneously drew their weapons, overflowing with murderous intent.


    Luo En, seeing this, wanted to cry but had no tears.


    Stop slandering good people, I didn''t do anything to her, she did things to me!


    I''m the victim here!


    As if hearing Luo En''s inner thoughts, Hippolyta stepped forward and coughed dryly as she began to explain.


    "It was my own choice, I want to use his Seed to breed even better Bloodlines for the Amazons, and also, I plan to invite him to join the Amazon Tribe to help solve the declining birth rate issue of our Tribe, and the Goddess also agreed."


    The Queen''s own initiative?


    Inviting a man into the Amazon Tribe?


    The Goddess has agreed?


    The female warriors, listening to Hippolyta''s explanation, felt their already limited brain capacity being filled with one question after another.

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    This... this isn''t right, is it?


    "Fake! It must be that guy who deceived the Queen!"


    "Exactly, how could the Goddess possibly agree to such an absurd thing!"


    "These men have already taken control of all the city-states of Greece, and now they even want to get their hands on the Amazons, thinking they can ride roughshod over all of us women, how arrogant!"


    Hearing her sisters'' chirping discussions, the leading Penthesilea suddenly had a realization and glared fiercely at a certain culprit, grinding her teeth.


    "Alright, so it turns out to be a source of disaster, sisters, let''s go, kill the kid!"


    Without another word, Penthesilea''s chain hammer whistled through the air toward Luo En''s face.


    Under her lead, more than a dozen Amazonian warriors who had come together, their eyes bloodshot with extreme anger, charged into the yard like a tidal wave, targeting the main culprit on the field. They launched javelins and drew bows and arrows, showing no mercy in their attack.


    Watching the arrows and javelins piercing the air and the ferocious Amazonian warriors all around, Luo En, who had bewilderingly become a scapegoat, immediately grew furious.


    He unceremoniously pulled the thorniest branch from the bushes and leaped into the midst of the enemy.


    The Amazonian warriors'' proud Divine Power and weapons were easily repelled by the layer of light patterns wrapped around Luo En.


    And Luo En took the opportunity to brutally lash at the approaching Amazonian warriors, specifically targeting the fleshier and more sensitive buttocks.


    Soon, the Amazonian warriors on the field began to cry and scream, throwing down their weapons and hopping and skipping with blood-stained buttocks, looking both ridiculous and pitiful.


    Damn it!


    Penthesilea, leading the group, gazed at her fallen, pained sisters and the unstoppable culprit on the field, feeling an intense sense of humiliation. She steeled her heart and let out a thunderous roar.


    "Blood of Ares, burn �� Ares''s Roar!"


    Instantly, clouds of blood mist seeped from Penthesilea''s pores, forming raging, crimson flames on the surface of her body.


    With the air slightly warping, the pervasive scent of blood seemed to drag one into the gruesome battlefield, with the roar of warriors and the clashing of weapons resounding clearly.


    A pitch-black chain hammer, like a shooting star, was hurled through the air, bringing with it a series of sharp, piercing wails.


    "Crack~"


    A crisp vibration sounded, and Luo En''s barrier of Divine Power couldn''t withstand this brute force, the chain hammer forcefully blasting cracks into it.


    But, that was all.


    Luo En lifted his eyes, looking towards Penthesilea who, despite bleeding from the eyes and nose, was pushing her body to the limit, wringing out every bit of potential to desperately advance, and he silently shook his head.


    You''re really going all out here, what grudge do you hold, my dear...


    Hum!


    Under the sudden hum, the barrier of Divine Power filled with cracks disappeared into sparkling dust.


    She did it!


    Penthesilea''s expression brightened with delight. She bravely resisted the rebounding force, clutching her chain hammer as she pounced toward the shameless beast who had defiled her sister.


    Watching the swiftly approaching Penthesilea, Luo En lifted the corners of his lips, revealing a warm and brilliant smile on his face.


    Then, raising his hand, he chopped down forcefully.


    "Bang!"


    A thunderous boom echoed overhead, and Penthesilea felt the world spinning before everything went black, and she fell straight down on the ground. A large, throbbing red lump rapidly bulged on her head, with a hint of steam vaguely dissipating.


    If he remembered correctly, Artemis had beaten him up the same way back in the day.


    Watching the Amazonian warriors on the ground clutching their buttocks and wailing, along with Penthesilea who lay on the ground as docile as a dead pig, Luo En felt an immediate sense of satisfaction and emitted a heartfelt sigh.


    Fighting, awesome!

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    An hour later, Penthesilea and a group of Amazon warriors slowly awoke, their bodies aching all over. But the intense dizziness and weakness left them powerless, only able to lie on the ground gasping for air.


    Seeing her sisters'' eyes blazing with fire, ready to seek trouble with a certain individual after their recovery, Hippolyta stepped into the crowd and began to try to clarify the misunderstanding.


    However, these Amazon warriors, truly deserving of their lineage from Ares, God of War, were stubborn one and all, deeply skeptical of Hippolyta''s explanation, especially the part about Artemis''s spirit descending to aid them.


    Left with no choice, Hippolyta had to draw the magic circle diagram of last night''s spirit summoning spell on the ground, hoping to summon Goddess Artemis as a witness.


    The magic circle diagram did not reveal the figure of the virgin goddess, instead a muffled direction was heard.


    "Ahem, things are more or less as such, just follow Hippolyta''s arrangements."


    Although the Amazon warriors were somewhat confused about the specific situation, they obediently nodded and accepted the divine decree from the goddess.


    Penthesilea couldn''t wait to take off her crown that tied her hair and put it back on Hippolyta''s head.


    With the familiar feeling returning, the Amazon queen, who had only been filling in for a few days, felt a great sense of relief wash over her and a gratified smile appeared on her face.


    For one thing, due to her personality, she had never been very interested in the position of Queen;


    On the other hand, she once accidentally committed a sin while hunting deer, wounding her sister Hippolyta and nearly causing her death, which had always made her feel indebted to her sister.


    Now that she could successfully redeem her sister''s freedom and lead the sisters to reinstate her as Queen was also a way to alleviate some of her sense of debt.


    Penthesilea, in high spirits, immediately got up to brush off the dust from her clothes, circled around a certain individual for inspection like examining livestock, and muttered half in displeasure, half in dissatisfaction.


    "Although he''s a bit short and looks frail and effeminate, since Hippolyta and the goddess have both given their approval, I suppose he''ll do."


    Luo En looked at his aunt and grandmother, who were sizing him up with great criticism, his forehead veins throbbing, and immediately slapped Penthesilea''s butt, which was noticeably bigger than the other Amazon warriors''.


    "Ow!"


    Instantly, a prickling pain struck, and Penthesilea felt as if she were sitting on a cactus. She let out a high-pitched scream; her valiant features twisted together and a few teardrops glistened at the corners of her eyes.


    "What are you doing?"


    "I''m just complimenting you on your kind words."


    Luo En spoke with a smile, his fingers interlaced in front of his chest, flexing slightly, eliciting a series of crisp pops from his knuckles.


    "Don''t stop, if you have any more critiques, keep them coming, I love to hear them..."


    Looking at the sincerely advice-seeking man, Penthesilea felt her pores explode open, a chilling breeze seeping into her bones and marrow, her heart suddenly feeling empty, and she coughed in response,


    "No, that''s all, you''re a good guy, we agreed on this."


    Seeing that this brute was finally put in his place, Luo En nodded in satisfaction and casually lifted the magic barrier that enveloped the courtyard.


    The swirling magic power and the thick smell of gunpowder spread, and Cainis, Medea, and Helen, who had been in deep sleep, also woke up and immediately dashed out of their bedroom fully armed.


    "What''s going on?"


    "Nothing much, just exchanging a few pointers with the visiting Amazon friends."


    Luo En waved his hand and smiled as he vouched for the group of Amazon warriors in the courtyard.


    He then looked at the three who had spontaneously formed a formation and entered a state of alert, nodding to himself in approval.


    Although they were a bit naive in strength and experience, overall they were still promising, and it wasn''t for nothing that he had handed over three Cloth with huge potential to each of them.


    After all, the Dragon, Virgo, and Phoenix Cloths in his memory each had the ultimate version that could evolve into Gold Cloth. If they ended up in the hands of incompetents, it would be such a waste.


    An exchange?


    Looking at the Amazon warriors on the scene, each with a bruised face, the three understood the situation and immediately stood down.


    The three Pieces of Cloth then turned into streams of starlight, each condensing into a delicate pendant that hung around their necks.


    However, upon seeing the good looks and figures of the three, Penthesilea immediately showed a skeptical look.


    "Having to take care of so many, are you tough enough? What if Hippolyta can''t get pregnant, wouldn''t that be a waste of effort?"


    "Pff!"


    Luo En''s body shook, and he suddenly sprayed out a sip of nectar he had just swallowed.


    Although he knew the Amazon tribe was a matrilineal clan and was not shy about topics involving the sexes,


    wasn''t it a bit improper to discuss such matters so directly in public?


    And besides, you can question my character, but don''t question my capability!


    Don''t talk about three; even if it were thirty more, let''s see who will be the one to fall first!


    As if sensing the indignation in his heart, a heavy hand slapped Luo En''s shoulder, solemnly clarifying for him,


    "Don''t worry, it''s harder than iron, it has me sore every night!"


    "Pff!!"


    Luo En took another swig of nectar to steady his nerves, which he spewed out again, giving Cainis a look of deep reproach as she confidently guaranteed on his behalf.


    Thanks for vouching for me, really, I appreciate it from the bottom of my eight generations of ancestors!


    "Sounds good, but since he''s with my sister, let''s consider him our Amazon tribe''s spoil of war. It''s best if he comes back with us to the Amazon camp to cooperate with Hippolyta in completing the fertility ritual."

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    "Wishful thinking! This is a guest from Thessaly, wanting to take away my brother, but will my spear agree? Who in Greece doesn''t know of the Amazon Tribe''s true nature? Has any man ever fared well in your hands?"


    "Looking for a fight?"


    "Let''s fight then!"


    At that moment, Medea watched as Cainis and Penthesilea, who were eager for a fight, and the flushed-faced Hippolyta clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth angrily.


    Those vixens had bypassed her supervision, not only stealing a tryst but now even daring to abduct her elder apprentice brother and violate him collectively��it was utterly detestable!


    It was all Helen''s fault for insisting on competing with her; otherwise, she could have stayed by her elder apprentice brother''s side and spared him this humiliation!


    Meanwhile, Helen, completely unaware of the raging grudge in her fake sister, simply gazed deeply at Cainis and Hippolyta with a flickering expression.


    How dare they treat that person with such disrespect.


    This is utmost disrespect!


    They must find a way to stop this perverted malpractice and return the courtyard''s atmosphere to one of pure sanctity.


    As the atmosphere grew intensely tense, the many complex-minded women looked at each other with undercurrents surging; Luo En, caught in the storm''s eye, felt tingles on his scalp.


    "Ah? You all are here?"


    Just as Luo En was pondering how to mediate, an astonished voice came from outside the door.


    Luo En looked carefully and to his surprise, found that the visitors were the Twins and Telamon; he couldn''t help but greet them with a broad smile.


    "Something up?"


    "Hmm, His Majesty the King has prepared a banquet in the Royal Palace and wishes to invite everyone in for a chat," Telamon said solemnly, his face displaying a humble, simple smile.


    Cainis, puzzled, scratched her head.


    "Didn''t we just eat a few days ago? Is Admetos hungry again?"


    "At the banquet, there will be a discussion on how to thoroughly resolve the issue of the Cottus tribe''s raids on the city, and His Majesty wishes to hear everyone''s suggestions," Telamon explained with a light smile, ignoring Cainis''s disrespectful nickname for King Thessaly.


    Hearing this, Luo En''s eyes revealed a thoughtful look.


    The previous banquet was a group celebration, basically without discrimination; this invitation, however, leaned more towards an internal meeting of leaders, likely only intended for heroes and leaders who could influence the battle situation.


    Glancing at the women staring blankly at each other in the courtyard, Luo En crossed the threshold without hesitation, eagerly accepting the invitation.


    "Since His Majesty the King has graciously invited us, we must certainly go. Please lead the way."


    Staying here to watch them bicker was giving him a headache; it would be much quieter in the Royal Palace.


    Moreover, once a few key people leave, neither verbal nor physical fights were likely to escalate.


    "We are coming too!"


    Sure enough, seeing Luo En leave, Medea and Helen followed without a second thought.


    Hippolyta then ordered Penthesilea to take the Amazon warriors back to their base, choosing to attend the banquet alone.


    Her tempestuous elder sister had just been roughed up a bit, and her mood was sour; to prevent any trouble, it was better to let her rest at their base.


    The four followed Telamon, boarding a bronze chariot cushioned with soft animal hides and smoothly entered the Royal Palace.


    Upon entering the hall, they found, apart from the familiar Hercules, four other figures seated at the table.


    One was a young man in a black cloak, with purple short hair and golden eyes, giving off a somber and heroic aura.


    He sat beside Hercules, and compared to the future strongman, he appeared delicate and slender.


    Luo En squinted his eyes and casually inquired.


    "Who is that?"


    "Xyras, Hercules''s Follower," Telamon replied, his rough face breaking into a mocking smile. "He had a bit of an accident on the way, accidentally captured by a Water Nymph, and only recently escaped from that Nymph''s cave to join Hercules in the Royal City."


    Given the fierce customs of the Divine Era in Greece, it was clear that the Water Nymph had taken a fancy to the handsome young man and wanted to bring him into her cave for, presumably, a happy event.


    In Luo En''s memory, Hercules indeed had a follower named Si, who was drowned by a nymph because of his beauty when he went to fetch water. His soul was imprisoned by her side.


    Hercules was devastated by this, even pausing his trials for a time.


    For Si was not only his follower but also his foster son and lover.


    Indeed, the future Hercules, following in the footsteps of his father Zeus, was unreservedly bisexual, sparing neither men nor women...


    Thinking of these defiant relatives back home, Luo En once again felt how noble his own morals were and how pure his spirit was as he discreetly observed the purple-haired, handsome youth sitting beside Hercules.


    Although seated in a lower position, Hercules occasionally looked up at this "Si" with an attitude bordering on reverence.


    Observing closely, Luo En faintly sensed that Hercules''s demeanor was not that of a father facing his son and follower but rather that of a child facing a mentor.


    Moreover, the real Si couldn''t have survived the hands of the Water Nymph.


    Recalling the younger brother who came to return the Sacred Robe the night before, Luo En squinted at the purple-haired, handsome youth, certain of his conclusion.


    ��One of Zeus''s people.


    Seemingly aware, the purple-haired youth instinctively looked up.


    Luo En nonchalantly shifted his gaze to three others in the hall.


    These three he knew better, for they were the Mermaid Prince Triton and the two Mechanical Gods by his side��the same ones he had encountered several times before.


    At that moment, Triton was sitting opposite Hercules, pulling King Admetos over for a toast, engaging in light-hearted laughter.


    "Wait, why are these folks here too?"


    Cainis, with a displeased expression, looked towards the trio from the Sea God Temple she disliked, instinctively voicing Luo En''s doubts on his behalf.


    "King Admetos hasn''t lost his senses, has he? He wouldn''t have agreed to the demands of the Sea God Temple, would he?"


    "Of course not,"


    telamon shook his head, clarifying on behalf of his king.


    "The ones opposite have come to negotiate peace, saying they are grateful for the king''s treatment of the Sea King during Poseidon''s sentencing period. The Sea God Temple is willing to help Thessaly against the Gigantes as long as they don''t forget to sacrifice to Poseidon afterwards."


    Usually, there are two types of devotion to the gods.


    One is a fixed belief, requiring a temple to be built and worship maintained for life - a long-term contract; the other occurs when one has received a deity''s favor, necessitating prayers and sacrifices afterwards to repay this favor - a short-term contract.


    The Sea God Temple''s offer clearly allowed Thessaly to adopt the second form of cooperation.


    By a single sacrifice, one could gain the assistance of the Sea God Temple, a deal that clearly favored Thessaly.


    But...


    "Could Poseidon really restrain himself?"


    Cainis glanced skeptically at the trio from the Sea God Temple in the hall.


    "I think King Admetos had better be careful not to be sold out without even realizing it."


    Upon hearing this, Telamon sighed, forced to explain.


    "The king certainly realizes that the Sea God Temple''s concessions come with ulterior motives, but they brought something to Thessaly that cannot be refused."


    "What?"


    "Bronze! Tons of it! Enough to mix into the building materials to erect an iron fortress for Thessaly!"


    Telamon solemnly explained, pulling out a prepared sketch and handing it to the allies present.


    "Once it''s built, even if the Gigantes launch an earthquake, Thessaly will stand firm, sparing many of its citizens from disaster. Considering this, the king agreed to Sea God Temple''s involvement and asked me to explain the reasoning to you all, hoping you can understand his difficulties and temporarily set aside any prejudices to collectively face the crisis in Thessaly."


    Even though everyone knew that the Sea God Temple''s participation clearly wasn''t without self-interest.


    But considering the formidable fighting strength and the numerous giants �� last time, they had only sent a well-known giant, Antaeus, and nearly succeeded in wiping out Thessaly.


    For the greater good, Thessaly had no choice but to seize the olive branch extended by the Sea God Temple.


    In consideration of King Admetos''s position, everyone reluctantly accepted this reality, steadied their minds, and followed Telamon into the hall.

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    In the hall.


    Upon seeing Luo En and his company arrive, Hercules'' rugged face broke into a smile. He quickly got up and waved, inviting the influential member of the Dionysian Sect to sit next to him and drink merrily together.


    Luo En smiled and nodded, accepting the invitation to sit next to Hercules. Helen, Medea, Hippolyta, and Cainis followed suit.


    The twins and Telamon naturally took their seats opposite them, joining the three representatives from the Sea God Temple.


    With everyone officially in place, King Admetos clapped his hands, summoning the maids to present a sumptuous feast and prized wines, to entertain the allies from afar.


    Rising to glance around, Admetos displayed a humble and courteous smile, unconcerned about flaunting his royal status, and personally served wine to each table, expressing his gratitude earnestly.


    The allies present represented not only themselves but also the forces behind them, and honestly, he could not afford to offend any of them.


    Hercules and "Xilas" were loyal to the Divine King Zeus and spokespersons for the Olympus lineage, symbolizing Thessaly''s primal faith;


    Triton and his two companions from the Sea God Temple had the backing of Poseidon and a large faction of sea gods. They had brought significant amounts of valuable copper, enhancing Thessaly''s defensive capabilities by several levels;


    The teacher and student from the Academy of Athens, Medea was a saint of the Dionysian Sect, another a direct disciple of the Great Witch Circe, affiliated with War God Mountain. The Goddess of Wisdom Athena and that mortal shepherd held extraordinary influence across various city-states.


    Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors, loyal to the Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, were exactly the army-level combat group Thessaly desperately needed;


    Lastly, the three princes and the princess from Sparta, protegees of Apollo, were dependable and skilled. Moreover, it seemed the dispute over the faith of light between Apollo and the God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus was about to be settled. His friend who was now free had already conveyed a divine decree to Sparta to send reinforcements to Thessaly. Soon, a formidable Spartan force of a thousand would head to Thessaly, led by the two princes to collectively face the Cottus Clan''s invasion.


    It could be said that these five parties represented the most influential and powerful allies, almost determining the direction of the war.


    Fortunately, those representing the five powers at the banquet were not haughty, and under King Admetos'' careful hospitality, the atmosphere in the hall quickly warmed up, with everyone maintaining basic courtesy and decency.


    After three rounds of wine and five courses of dishes.


    Having successfully warmed up the crowd, King Admetos eased his mind and navigated the conversation on track, beginning to discuss Thessaly''s current predicament and the movements of the Cottus Clan.


    "In the last siege, Thessaly''s defensive system was severely damaged, almost completely falling apart. Although with everyone''s efforts it has been repaired several times, it may hardly withstand the ground tremors initiated by the Cottus Clan. Before the next crisis arrives, I plan to do everything possible to reinforce Thessaly''s defenses. I welcome any suggestions or opinions you might have."


    "We''ve brought over twenty tons of copper this time, along with hundreds of kilos of Mithril, all of which should substantially enhance both Thessaly''s defenses and armaments by several levels. If that''s not enough, the Sea God Temple is also willing to dispatch some Automaton Soldiers at your command."


    Triton stood up and raised his glass, being the first to express his stance.


    Hearing the Mermaid Prince readily agree, Admetos nodded in satisfaction, his only remaining concern dissolving, and his smile becoming even more cordial and genuine.


    Considering the overabundance of divine items from Lord Poseidon, and whether his private promises could be counted on, he really wasn''t sure.


    Yet in the presence of many witnesses, Triton''s publicly promised provisions and support at least ensured authenticity.


    Shortly after, he pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to Luo En and Medea and said solemnly.


    "I hear that Arcadia managed to eradicate the Beast Disaster and return to peace, with both of you playing indispensable roles. Moreover, Arcadia''s successful resistance against repeated Beast Tide invasions involved both of your participation and planning. So as for the matter of reinforcing Thessaly''s defenses, I would like to entrust it entirely to you."


    "Rest assured, Your Majesty, Medea and I will not disappoint you," Luo En replied, placing his hand on his chest and nodding.


    With a firm response, Admetos breathed a sigh of relief.


    Although the Sea God Temple had brought Thessaly''s most scarce and precious materials, for safety''s sake, he still did not dare to entrust the task of designing the city defenses to Triton and his associates.


    On the other hand, the two allies from Athens, who had experience in building and defending cities in Arcadia and had less entwined interests with Thessaly, appeared much more reliable.


    After all, two of the chief gods on War God Mountain, one was the former mother of mankind, the other the current shepherd of mankind.


    They had neither reason nor incentive to stab him in the back.


    Seeing that the trio from the Sea God Temple did not raise any objections, Admetos finally put his mind at ease and proceeded to share another recent discovery with all his allies.


    "Everyone, since the last siege, the Cottus Clan has been silent, almost as if they have vanished from this land."


    "Vanished?"


    "Yes, we dispatched a demigod of Hermes to explore the tunnels the giants excavated, but it was a fruitless search. Moreover, there have been no sightings of the giant clan''s activities in the nearby cities of Thessaly..."

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    Admetos paused, a frown furrowing his brow.


    "Although this seems like good news, I always feel they won''t just let things slide so easily,"


    "As far as I know, when a boxer pulls back his arm and hides his fists, it''s often not because he''s retreating, but because he wants to swing an even more powerful next punch,"


    Polux, one of the Sparta twins skilled in boxing, cited his own observations and experiences to seriously caution King Admetos.


    "You''re right," Luo En nodded in agreement, swirling the cup in his hand and musing aloud, "The Thessaly region was once the battlefield of the Titan war. The Giant Spirit Clan can awaken the Divinity and Divine Power of the Twelve Titans to the greatest extent underground. This place is the perfect bridgehead for counterattacking the surface, and they certainly won''t let things slide. Moreover, they seem to have already rebuilt temples underground in Thessaly to worship the Old Gods, making it even less likely they will abandon this pre-selected Holy Land. So the Giant Spirit Clan will surely make a comeback; it''s just a matter of time."


    "I understand what you''re saying, naturally,"


    Admetos nodded, but his face couldn''t help revealing a resigned wry smile.


    "But these earth moles have the blessing of the Divine Authority of the earth, leaving no trace as they come and go, always hiding in the intricate underground caves. Even if I wanted to find their lair and figure out what they are plotting behind the scenes, it''s easier said than done,"


    Upon hearing this, everyone else couldn''t help but feel a headache coming on.


    The enemy lurks in the shadows while we are exposed; it''s indeed a troublesome problem that requires constant vigilance.


    But after discussing the matter, they didn''t really have any better solutions and couldn''t finish the job all at once. So they could only focus on strengthening Thessaly''s defenses and preparing for the upcoming fierce battle.


    After the two issues were discussed in succession, the banquet entered into a more joyful and relaxed phase.


    Medea had her eye on the exquisite pastries and wandered around foraging;


    Cainis, slightly tipsy, swayed her hips in the middle of the venue, dancing a fiery hot dance;


    Helen, driven by an unexplainable competitive spirit, followed with a ritual dance she was good at, displaying her graceful and elegant temperament with every move, winning cheers from everyone;


    Subsequently, there were friendly matches like Telamon and Hercules wrestling, Polux and the Mechanical God Ares boxing, and other such light-hearted entertainment programs, filling the hall with a harmonious atmosphere.


    With the absence of the bothersome harpies, Luo En was happy to relax, leaning against a stone pillar leisurely drinking the new batch of Ambrosial Honey Wine from Thessaly.


    "Doesn''t drinking alone bore you?"


    As a sultry, sweet voice sounded in Luo En''s ear, the Mechanical God Aphrodite came over with a twinkle in her eye, holding two cups of wine.


    "About what happened last time when entering the city, I was the one who offended you. Consider this cup of wine as an apology,"


    Luo En''s eyes flashed, and he spoke with a smile.


    "Well, it''s a case of ''No fighting, no acquaintance,'' isn''t it? We''re all on the same boat now, no need to be so formal,"


    He then politely accepted the wine cup, and under Aphrodite''s beaming gaze, he drank the crimson liquor in one gulp.


    Seeing him drink the wine that symbolized reconciliation, Aphrodite''s smile bloomed even more radiant and enchanting. As she took back the cup, her fair fingertips unintentionally or intentionally grazed Luo En''s palm, leaving a tingling sensation akin to an electric shock and an indescribably delicate touch.


    By the time Luo En regained his senses, the red-haired, golden-eyed Mechanical God had already drifted away, and in his hand was a crumpled little note.


    "Thirty minutes later, Royal Garden,"


    Seeing the elegant characters written on it, along with the seductive, pink lipstick mark at the signature, Luo En deeply inhaled the lingering fragrance Aphrodite had left behind in the air and a playful look appeared deep in his eyes.


    Hmm, this tea seems to be a bit too strong...


    With a silent swallow, a trickle of crimson liquid quietly flowed from the corner of his mouth.


    ~~


    As the moon rose high, the crisp chirping of insects orchestrated a delightful natural concerto, and the shadows of trees beside the road danced with the wind alongside the park''s foliage, creating a rustling harmony.


    Underneath the bright silver moonlight, the red-haired, golden-eyed Mechanical God of Love leaned in the gazebo, lazily stretching out her limbs, revealing her slender waist and the tempting curves of her chest.


    She had already drunk the wine, wasn''t it time to keep the appointment?


    That''s not like him...


    Just as Aphrodite in the gazebo furrowed her brow and murmured to herself, a distant whisper floated to her ears.


    "Mmm, you smell so good..."


    The sudden warm breath sent a shiver down the Mechanical God''s spine. She quickly leaped away, instinctively entering a state of alert.


    "Why so tense? I''m the one you beckoned, right?"


    Luo En looked at the startle-response Aphrodite and showed a reproachful gaze.


    "It''s your fault for appearing suddenly behind me and making me so nervous,"


    Aphrodite regained her composure, her charming face displaying a hint of annoyance.


    "Alright, my bad,"


    Luo En raised his hands in surrender and then got straight to the point.


    "So, what''s the matter you wanted to see me about so late in private?"


    "Of course, to do things that two people should do in private,"


    Aphrodite stepped forward, her fingertip tracing circles gently on Luo En''s chest, her voice ripe with innuendo.


    "Here?" Luo En first looked puzzled, then moved his hand toward his belt.


    Seeing this, Aphrodite stiffens, "What are you doing?"


    "Obviously, getting to the point," Luo En answered as if it was the most natural thing, then remembered to urge, "I don''t know when the feast will end, and there are too many people coming and going here, so you''d better hurry up too."

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    Seeing that the other party had already unbuckled his belt and was reaching out his devil''s claw toward her, the Mechanical God Aphrodite hastily took several steps back, cursing inwardly.


    He''s getting straight to the point as soon as he arrives; isn''t this beast being a bit too impatient?


    "Wait, just wait a moment!"


    As she saw him coming at her with intense desire in his eyes once again, Mechanical God Aphrodite couldn''t help but raise her hand to stop him.


    Luo En, hearing this, halted his footsteps, a surprised expression on his face.


    "Isn''t this what you invited me here for?"


    "Ahem, actually, I''m quite interested in you and want us to get to know each other better..."


    Mechanical God Aphrodite replied, her eyes flickering, as she coughed.


    However, before she could finish, the man who was once as passionate as fire suddenly turned cold, swinging his hand and turning to leave without hesitation.


    "I''m busy, not agreeing to this!"


    Seeing that he was about to leave the pavilion, Mechanical God Aphrodite became somewhat anxious, quickly stepping forward to grab Luo En''s arm, her voice turning soft.


    "Don''t rush, once we understand the surface, can''t we then have a deeper exchange?"


    "So when do we go deeper?"


    Turning his head at the sound, Luo En asked eagerly, his gaze burning as he looked at this alluring mortal beauty.


    Seeing the undisguised longing in his eyes and the way his crawling claw was reaching toward her waist, a vein on Aphrodite''s forehead began to throb slightly.


    Does this lecher not understand the concept of restraint?


    Or has the wine clouded his mind, now filled only with the trivial matter of mating?


    As Mechanical God Aphrodite was inwardly slandering, Luo En, who had yet to receive a response, suddenly lost interest and released his hand.


    "You''re not willing? Then forget it, I was just about to ask someone else."


    "How could that be!"


    Regaining her composure, Mechanical God Aphrodite quickly grabbed Luo En''s arm again, pressed herself into his embrace, and pointed toward the brightly lit great hall of the Royal Palace, her eyes brimming with sultry blame.


    "I just think it''s too noisy here, and there''s not enough time for satisfactory communication. Wouldn''t it be better to find a quiet place where we can slowly get to know each other in depth?"


    "To my home! There, I guarantee no one will disturb us!"


    "Okay, I''ll listen to you."


    This time, Mechanical God Aphrodite did not refuse, shyly leaning into Luo En''s arms, following the demigod as they quietly left the Royal Palace and arrived at his residence.


    Under the moonlight, they stood in the courtyard, locking eyes, their gazes intertwining as if spinning threads through the air.


    "Shall we, go inside and sit?"


    Mechanical God Aphrodite pointed to the spacious master bedroom, her cheeks flushing with a rose tint, and in a soft voice, she extended an invitation laced with suggestion.


    Faced with such a blatant seduction, Luo En''s gaze swept over the beautifully proportioned body of the love goddess, swallowing hard and without any pretense, he scooped her up and strode forward.


    Bang!


    With the opening and closing of the door, two figures closely entwined nearly became one.


    Snap!


    In the crisp sound, Mechanical God Aphrodite freed her pale hand from its constraints and shattered the illuminating Fluorite on the wall.


    "Why did you extinguish the light source?"


    "The atmosphere like this is better, don''t you think?"


    Along with her soothing tone, Mechanical God Aphrodite rose up, with her red hair spreading over her shoulders like serpents. Her features, shrouded in darkness and indistinct, still exuded a captivating beauty under the moonlight shining through the window.


    It was as if she were a siren emerging from the water''s edge or the heart of a lake by night, luring the wayward traveler step by step into the swamp, sinking into that tender trap, and unwittingly drowning in its mire.


    For a time, Luo En''s heart pounded erratically, his bloodline pulsing, and he found himself unexpectedly staring blankly.


    Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness assaulted him, and he was pushed down onto the head of the bed by slender jade-like fingers pressed against his chest.


    Afterward, the graceful figure climbed onto the bed, sat between Luo En''s waist and abdomen, held down his restless wrists, and slowly leaned her upper body forward. Her beautiful head, with hair cascading down, bore an inexplicable sense of oppression as it approached inch by inch until it rested against the neck of the lucky recipient at the head of the bed, enfolded in an embrace.


    And that mysterious, enchanting smile also rippled across her stunning face.


    Yet, the atmosphere was somewhat eerily peculiar.


    Luo En wriggled his bound body, voicing his confusion.


    "Why are you pressing down on me?"


    "Because, I like being on top,"


    A seductive laughter sounded as the enchanting figure in the moonlight leaned closer to her prey''s neck, greedily eyeing the golden divine liquid exuding a sweet scent from his veins, and pressed her cherry lips near his ear, teasingly spoke.


    "You smell so good, I really want to eat you up, bite by bite..."


    "I can understand."


    Luo En smiled and chanted softly.


    "After all, the diet of the Cottus clan must not be very good..."


    The body of the Mechanical God Aphrodite stiffened slightly, then she looked up with a curious smile.


    "What are you talking about?"


    "Do you know what the first principle of deceit is?"


    ?


    "To deceive others, you must first deceive yourself."


    Luo En replied with a smile and went a step further in his analysis.


    "When playing a role, you firstly need to forget your own identity and immerse yourself in understanding the speech and behavior of the character you need to portray. Unfortunately, the Mechanical God Aphrodite is only arrogant and haughty, not some green tea lady, and given her personality, she probably wouldn''t do anything as proactive as throwing herself into someone''s arms."


    The beautiful redhead tapped her forehead in annoyance and confusion.


    "So you discovered it early on, but how did you know it was me?"


    Luo En laughed innocently in response.


    "Didn''t you just tell me?"


    "..."


    The redhead''s face turned dark upon hearing this.


    "You deceived me?"


    "Not really, just a bold hypothesis and careful verification, after all, there seems to be few who are so interested in my flesh and blood, right?"


    "Hmph, what does it matter if you know."


    The redhead''s face revealed a malicious smile, as clumps of red and black muck seemingly appeared out of nowhere on Luo En''s limbs, creating a strong and forceful restraint.


    "Now, you seem to be alone..."


    As she spoke, her pale hands, hidden behind her back, drew an ancient golden dagger and quietly thrust it towards the prey''s heart.


    "Puff!"


    The dull sound of a blade piercing flesh erupted, and blood splashed.


    However, the smile on the redhead''s face froze, and she stiffly turned around to see an enchantress who had crawled out from under the bed and appeared behind her at some point, holding a bloodstained, curved, short, purple dagger.


    Hecate''s divine tool, the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction!

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    Sea of Okeanos, Bronze tribe''s residence.


    In one of the twelve sectors of the Chaos Star Sea that had been divided, a sudden blackout occurred.


    Within the Star Sea, the silver-white Metal Core that called itself [Chaos] trembled and activated.


    "Aphrodite''s reaction has vanished? What''s going on?"


    Amidst a murmur of surprise, the leader of the Bronze tribe, awakened from slumber, pondered for a moment, then the light patterns in front of him fluctuated, and the Star Sea projected the phantom of an ally.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Thessaly''s Royal City, in the home of Cainis.


    Medea squatted in a corner of the yard, roughly estimated the time, extinguished the flame summoned by the Magic Array, and opened the crucible to scoop out a small spoonful of impurity-free, pink-colored strange potion. She carefully dropped it into the ceramic jar beside her.


    Soon, the small insects trapped in the jar emitted shrill screams, madly rushing at each other, stacking on top of one another, starting to tear and mate without restraint.


    Medea had casually grabbed insects that were not all of the same species, and she had not carefully matched the number of males to females, but not one of the little creatures in the jar was idle.


    Obviously, their impulsiveness transcended species and gender.


    Medea glanced at the scene in the jar that could be called heretical, quickly blushed, and turned her gaze away, looking towards her own elder brother, who was leisurely drinking at the stone table.


    "The strange stuff that bad woman gave you to drink at the banquet seems to be a kind of bizarre bodily fluid extract that can disrupt the senses inside a living being and produce a strong aphrodisiac effect,"


    Luo En swirled his wine glass, pondering.


    Not the concept of the God of Love''s Authority, more like some kind of biological pheromones?


    These Mechanical Gods of the Bronze tribe don''t seem particularly mystical, but rather scientific...


    And by creating pheromones related to desire through their own functions, the identity of this Mechanical God was becoming apparent.


    Luo En scoffed to himself and then toyed with the Golden Dagger in his hand, casting a playful look at the red-haired offender slowly coming to on the ground, his face revealing what he thought was a kindly smile.


    "Oh, waking up so soon?"


    "Bastard, what did you do to me?!"


    The red-haired beauty dragged her aching body up, looking at her current state and couldn''t help but cross her arms over her chest, indignantly cursing.


    Under the moonlight, her previously provocative and elegant appearance of a fine lady was gone. Her body seemed to have been tortured in a less than human way, clothes torn and tattered, with her back exposed and the fabric mixed with mud from the ground and Divine Liquid oozing from within her, sticking together in clumps. Her carefully groomed red hair was now like withered grass draped messily, and her face no longer bore delicate makeup, dirty and showing a ghastly pale and distressed complexion due to excessive blood loss.


    "Hmm, this reaction and tone are more like the original flavor,"


    Luo En nodded slightly, then grinned, watching the red-haired captive on the ground.


    "But just to be sure, let''s test it again."


    "Test? Test what?"


    The red-haired captive was utterly confused, murmuring without any idea.


    "Pfft!"


    As soon as her words ended, a dull sound of a blade piercing flesh along with a cold stabbing pain came from her lower back.


    "Ow! Why did you stab me?"


    The red-haired captive turned to see the light purple-haired little Enchantress who had silently approached behind her, inserting a purple curved dagger into her lower back, her expression filled with anger.


    "It''s okay, I avoided the vital parts; you won''t die,"


    the little Enchantress comforted softly, her face a sweet and innocent smile.


    "Pfft!"


    But then, taking advantage of the red-haired captive''s unpreparedness, the pale Enchantress deftly pulled out the inserted purple curved dagger and stabbed the captive in her other kidney.


    The red-haired captive''s body stiffened, and under the dual assaults on her body and heart, her tone betrayed a hint of tearful indignation.


    "Hmph, what skill is there in torture? If you''ve got the guts, just kill me!"


    "It''s alright, it''ll pass if you endure it a bit,"


    Medea said, twisting the Cursed Blade in her hand a few times, then glanced at the unresponsive blade and the captive who was almost convulsing. Looking up to her elder brother, she reported.


    "The laws and contracts on her should have been completely cleansed by the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction,"


    Luo En nodded slightly, then lifted his cup to pour the crimson wine onto the captive''s wounds for simple healing.


    "Tell me, why did you attack me?"


    "When did I ever lay a hand on you? Stop slandering me! It was you who captured me and tortured me at will!"


    The Mechanical God Aphrodite on the ground mustered her strength, protesting defiantly.


    "Trying to deny it?" Luo En chuckled and shook his head, then looked towards Medea.


    Immediately understanding, the little Enchantress took out a Shadow Crystal Stone from the Magic Circle Diagram and activated it.


    A recording of the Mechanical God Aphrodite luring a victim into the house and then quietly preparing a Golden Dagger to strike appeared before the three of them.


    The image abruptly ended there, and Luo En picked up the Golden Dagger from the table, tossing it before the offender.


    "Well, here''s the evidence. Isn''t that comprehensive enough?"


    "What''s going on? I, I don''t know anything,"


    the Mechanical God Aphrodite expressed her confusion at the solid proof of her own crime right before her eyes.


    "You were on my bed, about to butcher me, pretending not to know now doesn''t quite hold up,"


    Luo En hummed coldly and leisurely reminded her.


    "Better think hard about what you did and who you met between leaving the Royal City of Thessaly and coming back."

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    "The back hill! That woman!"


    Finally, with Luo En''s reminder, Mechanical God Aphrodite managed to find the critical point of change within her chaotic memories.


    "After meeting her, I can''t remember anything, as if my consciousness was dragged into a pitch-black swamp, trapped in a very long, terrifying nightmare��there were companions dying everywhere, their remains scattered all around..."


    Hearing Aphrodite''s murmurs, Luo En felt a flicker of de?ja? vu and narrowed his eyes involuntarily.


    "Words alone are not proof. Do you remember what that woman looked like? Describe her."


    Perhaps to unravel the doubts in her heart, Aphrodite concentrated spirit particles at her fingertips and cooperatively sketched out the figure of the mysterious girl in mid-air.


    Staring at the charming features and the signature black-purple long hair, Luo En''s gaze flickered with a profound light.


    It was indeed her! The woman he had encountered in the Underground Temple!


    "Who is she?"


    "I don''t know..."


    Aphrodite shook her head blankly, her face filled with frustration.


    "That woman seemed very familiar with us. With just one glance, she shut down my Divine Core and implanted her own consciousness into my body..."


    As Aphrodite narrated, Luo En roughly pieced together the context of the entire event.


    The woman had also been severely injured in the battle at the Underground Temple, so she took the opportunity to flee to the surface, coincidentally running into Aphrodite who had come to the back hill to investigate.


    Under some strange compulsion, the woman easily defeated the Mechanical God of the Bronze tribe and infiltrated Aphrodite''s body with her consciousness, hoping to get closer to another target��Luo En himself.


    Coming specifically for me? Were these orders from someone, or was it her own initiative?


    Regrettably, the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction only severred the woman''s control over Aphrodite, without being able to capture her...


    Luo En stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, but due to insufficient information, he could not reach a definitive conclusion and had no choice but to let it go. He then turned his attention to another person involved.


    "Regarding that woman''s matter, I''ll tentatively believe what you said. Now let''s talk about you, shall we?"


    "What about me?"


    "Your identity..."


    "I am from the Sea God Temple, didn''t you know that already? Why ask something you already know?"


    "What about the Bronze tribe? You must have heard of that name, haven''t you, Goddess Aphrodite?"


    Hearing that meaningful mutter, Aphrodite''s heart clenched, and she looked at the other party warily.


    "How do you know that?"


    "Sorry, I''m the one asking questions right now. You don''t have the privilege to ask."


    Luo En leaned forward slightly, eyeing the relic of an ancient era with curiosity.


    "Tell me, how many people of the Bronze tribe are left? How many Mechanical Gods like you are there? Where is your settlement? And why have you gotten tangled up with Poseidon? If you confess honestly, we can write off our previous grievances."


    "Fine, I''ll tell you..."


    Aphrodite seemed to clear her confusion, hanging her head in anguish.


    But as the figure in front of the stone table leaned in to listen, the previously half-dead Aphrodite suddenly flashed a fierce look in her eyes, her body springing forward.


    With one hand, she grabbed the Golden Dagger on the ground and with the other, she aimed for the man''s throat in front of her, intending to take him by surprise and use him as a hostage to regain the upper hand.


    She was a Magnificent Mechanical God, born of the Bronze tribe for battle! How could she be easily manipulated?


    Aphrodite sneered internally, her face full of pride.


    However, the moment her fingertips were about to touch the other''s neck, Luo En''s lips suddenly curved into a brilliant, sinister smile. He casually stepped back, as if he had anticipated everything.


    "Sit down!"


    At the same moment, an irritated cry came from behind.


    Aphrodite instantly stiffened, sitting bolt upright onto the ground.


    "Crack..."


    In the crisp sound of breaking bones, Aphrodite, operating at full power, sat down into the floor tiles. She looked bewilderedly at her twisted legs and the lower half of her body that had lost sensation, her expression a mix of shock and rage.


    "What have you done to me?"


    "Allow me to introduce Medea, my junior sister, the disciple of the Goddess of the Underworld Hecate, whose mastery of witchcraft already surpasses her teacher; and in her hand, that Cursed Blade, named [All-Law Talisman], is one of Hecate''s three Divine Tools, capable of breaking and casting curses of the highest order..."


    Luo En introduced the person and the blade standing behind Aphrodite with a teasing smile in his eyes.


    "Did you think we would remove your control without leaving anything behind?"


    Looking at the unfazed sibling pair, Aphrodite realized that she had just escaped a wolf''s den, only to enter a tiger''s lair.


    The so-called gap she had seen was simply a bait the man in front of her had intentionally laid out.


    "Did you record her attempting to assassinate me just now?"


    "Got it, and it''s even clearer than last time!"


    Medea pulled out the Shadow Crystal Stone she had on her, her young face beaming with a radiant, innocent smile.


    Luo En took the evidence and waved it in front of Aphrodite, teasing her with a laugh.


    "With this, Triton should have nothing to say, right? Moreover, if this gets out, I wonder if Poseidon will still be willing to protect your Bronze tribe."


    Aphrodite watched the cunning siblings before her, her eyes welling up slightly, her heart filled with grief and indignation.

 Chapter 544 51 Oops, Im not clean anymore (4.6k)_3

    "Despicable..."


    "Mm-hmm, thank you for the compliment."


    Luo En nodded his head and then looked at the Mechanical God Aphrodite, who was lying on the ground attempting to heal herself, and spoke leisurely with a malicious delight.


    "So, Miss Mechanical God, you wouldn''t want your people to lose their last sanctuary because of you, would you?"


    "..."


    The proud Mechanical God, filled with sorrow and helplessness on her face.


    After all, in terms of strength, it seemed she couldn''t defeat him.


    And when it came to cunning, she had been deceived by this treacherous brother and sister not once but twice.


    With the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction''s curse mark planted inside her, she had lost her autonomy. After recognizing the reality, the Mechanical God could only obediently lie flat on the ground, relying on her unique constitution to slowly heal her injuries.


    Seeing that she had given up any idea of resistance, Luo En crouched in front of the Mechanical God Aphrodite, blinked, and continued with a smile on the previous topic.


    "Be good, tell me about the Bronze tribe, don''t make it difficult for everyone."


    Thereupon, under Luo En''s dark scrutiny, Mechanical God Aphrodite pursed her lips and resignedly revealed the truth.


    "The Bronze tribe has long been in decline. What remains of the survivors you see is all there is. Only Ares and I qualify as Mechanical Gods. If the God of the Sea hadn''t taken us in, perhaps even the last spark of us would have extinguished..."


    "Is that so..."


    Luo En nodded, seemingly empathetic to the plight and hardships of the Bronze tribe.


    But the next moment, he took the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction from Medea''s hand, his expression turned cold, and his smile sinister.


    "Sit down!"


    "Bang!"


    In an instant, before Mechanical God Aphrodite could react, she uncontrollably activated her magic power, shot up into the air, and then crashed onto the ground like a meteorite. The lower half of her skeleton, which had just been put back into place, shattered once again with a cringe-inducing crack.


    "Ouch~~!"


    The Mechanical God Aphrodite sweated coldly from the pain, her body becoming as limp as mud.


    Luo En crouched down, gazing at his prisoner who had been roughed up, and asked softly.


    "Do you know where you went wrong?"


    The Mechanical God Aphrodite lying on the ground pressed her lips together, tearfully shook her head.


    "Because you were not honest..." Luo En propped his chin with one hand, looking playfully at the still hopeful Mechanical God of Love, and spoke softly, "There are already three Mechanical Gods who are mere servants to Poseidon; the actual number is even higher."


    Then, he paused for a moment, glanced sideways at the slowly reassembling Mechanical God Aphrodite on the ground. His dark eyes deepened further.


    "Also, it''s true that Poseidon took you all in, but where is your current residence? Why not tell me?"


    "Atlantis..."


    Mechanical God Aphrodite hung her head, resignedly confessed.


    However, as soon as she spoke up, the figure opposite, seemed to see through her heart, smiled as he picked up the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction from the table.


    "Interstellar City Mountain Range Olympus! Inside the Sea of Chaos! There are twelve Mechanical Gods in total, all born of the progenitor Chaos!"


    Seeing the luminescence intensifying on the Cursed Blade, Mechanical God Aphrodite quickly capitulated and honestly disclosed the whole story.


    "There, that''s better."


    Seeing the Mechanical God fully surrendering, Luo En nodded contentedly, immediately picked up the golden cup filled with divine wine from the table and smiled as he handed it to Mechanical God Aphrodite.


    "Here, drink this, it will help you heal."


    "..."


    Looking at the crimson liquid in the cup, Mechanical God Aphrodite recalled a fuzzy memory of her handing a spiked drink to him at a banquet, and immediately tensed up, dryly refusing.


    "No, it''s not necessary. I can heal slowly on my own."


    "What? Don''t you trust me?"


    Luo En''s face darkened, his expression gradually turning cold, he ominously picked up the Cursed Blade from the table.


    "Drink, I''ll drink!"


    Mechanical God Aphrodite''s scalp numbed, she hastily grabbed the golden cup, and downed the unknown liquid in one gulp.


    Watching her successfully consume the drink mixed with his Divine Blood, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, slowly spreading his hands and pondering.


    "Bind by this flesh, heed my command, follow my lead, commit to my care, fill this with oil and seal the mark!"


    With the resonance of the divine law within her body, and a golden cross star mark emerging on her forehead, the heart of Mechanical God Aphrodite utterly deadened.


    Now, she was tainted, having been desecrated twice in succession, she could no longer return to the Holy Land.


    At this moment, the one who led her astray clapped his hands and revealed a kind and friendly smile.


    "Alright, let''s continue with the project we didn''t finish before."


    "What?"


    Just as Mechanical God Aphrodite looked up bewildered, the man under the moonlight smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.

 Chapter 545 52 The Fall of Mechanical God Aphrodite

    "Pfft!"


    In the astonished eyes of Mechanical God Aphrodite, Luo En, gripping the golden dagger in reverse, thrust it into his own shoulder.


    At the same time, the familiar azure glow of water and the crimson hue of blood streaked from the sky, speeding straight toward the courtyard.


    ��Mermaid Prince Triton and Mechanical God Ares!


    As Mechanical God Aphrodite stood frozen in place, a mocking reminder reached her ears.


    "It''s your turn to perform."


    The next moment, the divine seal implanted within was activated and an irresistible will took over the entire divine core of Mechanical God Aphrodite.


    Instantly, Mechanical God Aphrodite''s eyes went blank, and the automatically surging divine radiance, like quicksilver, covered her entire body, transforming her from red hair and golden eyes to the appearance of purple-black hair and amber eyes.


    Was this... that woman?


    Seeing her own reflection on the water surface, Mechanical God Aphrodite couldn''t help but be stunned.


    "Aren''t you going to run? There''s not much time left."


    The demonic-like voice rang in her ears once more, jolting Mechanical God Aphrodite into realization of the true intention of the person before her; she immediately blanched and, flustered, spread her wings, transforming into a pink streak of light and fleeing into the dense night.


    By now, the azure light and crimson blood-color were already plummeting outside the courtyard with sharp breaking sounds, manifesting into the figures of Mermaid Prince Triton and Mechanical God Ares.


    And as soon as the two entered the gate, they saw the courtyard in disarray and the figure with a dagger in their shoulder, sitting slumped and shaky before a stone table.


    Medea, holding pastries and seemingly just having stepped out from the kitchen, dropped the tray in panic and rushed forward.


    "Senior brother! What happened to you? Don''t scare me!"


    The tearful enchantress hastily pulled out the golden dagger from her senior brother''s shoulder, attempting to heal him with spells, but the continuously bleeding wound showed no signs of closing.


    Watching the scene unfold and the golden dagger on the ground that faintly emitted a sinister aura, the furiously arriving Prince Triton and Ares changed their expressions dramatically.


    This dagger... it has the properties of Deicide!


    At that moment, seeing Triton and Ares burst into the courtyard, the victim also snapped back to reality, pulling Medea behind and propping himself up with difficulty, looking coldly at the two unwelcome guests with a sneer.


    "What now? One wasn''t enough, so two more have come? Want to continue trying to silence me by killing me? It won''t be so easy!"


    With that said, Luo En scattered the divine blood oozing from his shoulder onto the ground, took a step forward, and the power of the Labyrinth instantly activated, sealing off the entire courtyard.


    Sensing the surging intent to kill, Prince Triton, who faced it head-on, instantly turned pale and began waving his hands in denial, trying to explain.


    "Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!"


    "Stop pretending! In order to prevent Thessaly''s defensive lines from being rebuilt and to weaken the resistance here, you chose to conspire with the Old Gods and attempt to assassinate me. That''s really too cunning! And to think, Admetos even believed you were on Thessaly''s side!"


    Luo En accused, his face a picture of deep sorrow and indignation, and summoned a withered branch-like spear into his empty clutching hand.


    Hearing these continuous accusations, Triton, with question marks crowding his mind and sweat drenching his back, couldn''t help but raise his voice in his own defense.


    "Since when have we colluded with the Old Gods?"


    "Denying it? How do you explain your subordinate, named Venus, holding this Deicide Dagger and attempting to assassinate me just now? And it even has the Old Gods'' crest on it!"


    Luo En said, pointing to the golden dagger on the ground that possessed the characteristic of slaying the gods, as well as the crimson crest that appeared on the hilt, he interrogated sharply.


    "This is the mark from the Underground Temple that symbolizes the Titan Gods'' authority, belonging to the Cottus Clan. Why does your Sea God Temple have a Deicide weapon inscribed with such an emblem, and moreover, specifically used it against me?"


    "This thing isn''t the Sea God Temple''s product; it has absolutely nothing to do with us!"


    Prince Triton quickly shook his head denying it, trying to clarify.


    "I knew you wouldn''t easily admit it!" Luo En replied with a cold sneer, immediately activating the Shadow Crystal Stone in his hand. He showed Prince Triton and the Mechanical God Ares the two scenes where Enchantress Aphrodite held the golden dagger as she attacked him.


    "The dagger is hers, and you also recognize the person. You watched clearly as she tried to kill me. What else is there to say now?"


    Faced with overwhelming evidence like a mountain, Prince Triton found himself speechless, his mind turning into a complete mess.


    How could the Mechanical God Aphrodite have an Old Gods'' Deicide weapon in her possession?


    And use it to assassinate the hero who had just saved Thessaly from the giant''s hands?


    Didn''t Father say that Mechanical God Aphrodite had encountered a big trouble, her presence disappeared, and he asked me to help?


    How did it turn into what it is now? What on earth is going on?


    "Hmph, if my life wasn''t so tough, perhaps my corpse would be cold by now!"


    As Luo En angrily accused, he stirred the Divine Power within him. The spear tip that emitted an aura of annihilation pointed towards Prince Triton and the Mechanical God Ares, his gaze dark as he spoke.


    "Tonight, if you don''t give me an explanation, I''ll get one from you!"


    Watching the withered branch spear flickering with crimson flames approaching, Prince Triton couldn''t help but break out in a fine cold sweat on his forehead.


    In the battle of Thessaly, he had personally witnessed the terrifying power of this thing killing hundreds of giants with a single blow.


    "Stay calm! Please, calm down! Let me explain, the Sea God Temple has absolutely no intention of being your enemy, there must be some misunderstanding!"


    The Mermaid Prince, retreating step by step to the corner, pressed his hands together earnestly, his face full of sincerity as he tried to persuade and defuse the tense atmosphere between them.


    Meanwhile, the Mechanical God Ares, looking at the Shadow Crystal Stone on the stone table, seemed to recall something and said in a deep voice.


    "The last scene, the image of her escaping this courtyard seems not quite right? It''s different from her usual appearance..."


    Upon hearing it, Prince Triton also realized and quickly chimed in.


    "Yes, that''s right, purple-black hair, amber eyes, it''s like she became a different person!"


    "Became a different person?"


    Ares furrowed his brows and muttered.


    "Ever since she returned from the back mountain, I felt that woman was strange, almost as if she had changed her temperament..."


    "Right, it was from that time! I also felt that woman started to act weirdly!"


    Prince Triton clapped his hand excitedly, as if he had discovered the truth of the matter.


    Similarly, after being reminded by the two, Luo En also seemed to notice something incongruent and spoke with furrowed brows.


    "Now that you mention it, I remember coming across a woman with purple-black hair and amber eyes."


    "Where?"


    "In the Titan Temple built underground by the Giant Spirit Clan!"


    As Luo En spoke, he traced the outline of the unnamed girl in the air before him.


    "Ah, her!"


    However, Prince Triton and the Mechanical God Ares, upon seeing the image of the suspicious target in midair, were all utterly perplexed.


    Luo En quietly withdrew his observing gaze and inwardly furrowed his brows.


    Even the Sea God Temple doesn''t know the origins of this woman?


    At this moment, seeing a turn of events, Prince Triton hurriedly looked at the victim opposite him with a sincere expression.


    "You see, we''ve been wrongly accused!"


    "Then how do you explain this woman''s assassination attempt on me?"


    "It was all her own doing! It has nothing to do with the Sea God Temple!"


    "Nothing to do?"


    Luo En let out a snort of derision, then grabbed Prince Triton''s hand and headed towards the door.


    "Fine, let''s go to the Royal Palace and clarify this matter in front of Admetos, in front of everyone!"


    "No!"


    Prince Triton hurriedly interjected, his face showing misery.


    Just what went wrong with the Mechanical God Aphrodite remained unknown and unverifiable.


    But at this time, with the current evidence and leads, confronting everyone would render the Sea God Temple unable to wash away the accusation of collusion with the Old Gods, conspiracy to assassinate an ally, and undermining unity, not even if they plunged into the Sea of Okeanos.


    Moreover, it was he, as the team leader, who had signaled for the Mechanical God Aphrodite to seduce at the banquet.


    Once everything was linked together, he feared he''d be dragged out by angry Thessalians for a sacrificial offering tonight.


    Luo En looked at Prince Triton''s miserable face and raised an eyebrow.


    "You want me to keep this a secret for you?"


    At this, Prince Triton nodded eagerly like a pecking chicken.


    "Thessaly can''t afford disruption right now. Considering that we are all in the same boat, I can do the Sea God Temple this favor and act as if nothing happened tonight."


    Luo En paused for a moment, then abruptly changed his tone.


    "However, shouldn''t you show some equivalent sincerity? I can''t take this knife wound for nothing, can I?"


    "For this reconstruction of Thessaly''s defenses, the Sea God Temple will provide not only the full material supply but also prepare an additional part for you. If you have any needs, let me know as soon as possible!"


    With the conversation reaching this point, Prince Triton was naturally very cooperative.


    Luo En nodded and asked casually.


    "I''ve heard that the Sea God Temple''s scale armors are quite defensively capable and that they have been mass-produced..."


    "Three hundred pieces! I am willing to allocate three hundred pieces of scale armor to be equipped within Thessaly''s Divine Blood Guard, contributing to the effort to resist the Giant Spirit Clan''s mischief."


    "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime..."


    "Rest assured, I''ll find a way to get you the designs."


    Prince Triton clenched his teeth, agreeing to the rather harsh condition.


    Luo En felt satisfied and his expression softened.


    "It seems that this matter is likely a misunderstanding."


    Prince Triton, sensing that the victim might be open to reconciliation, heaved a sigh of relief.


    But before he could catch his breath, the person opposite pointed at the still-bleeding wound and showed a look of concern.


    "However, with someone out there seeking my life, I fear I won''t be able to sleep tonight."


    Hearing the significant murmur, Prince Triton''s heart chilled, and he hastened to assure.


    "Rest easy. As soon as I return, I will immediately report to my father and ask him to strip that woman of her place in the Sea God Temple and cooperate fully with you in hunting down that traitor! Once we capture her, we''d certainly pry open her mouth to reveal the true mastermind behind the scenes!"


    "And if she falls into my hands?"


    "Kill her or flay her, as you see fit! None of it will have anything to do with the Sea God Temple!"


    "Then I can rest easy."


    Luo En patted Prince Triton on the shoulder, a friendly smile on his tense face.


    "So next, let''s all work together to catch the real culprit as quickly as possible and clear the Sea God Temple''s name!"


    Watching the victim point to the image of the girl with purple-black hair and amber eyes lingering in the air, Prince Triton finally let go of the tension, a knowing smile spreading across his face.


    Indeed, what Mechanical God Aphrodite? What seduction?


    It was clearly the remnant of the Old Gods who had infiltrated the Royal City of Thessaly, attempting mischief against the hero who defeated the giants!


    Without a word said, the two sides reached an understanding and parted ways, satisfied, each digesting their gains and losses.


    As Prince Triton and the Mechanical God Ares vanished into the thick night, a red-haired Mechanical Goddess squatting in a cave, watching the entire scene unfold through the Resonance Technique, cursed loudly.


    "They just sold me out like that? And pushed all the blame onto me? The Sea God Temple is a bunch of garbage!"


    After a venting of rage, the Mechanical God Aphrodite touched the still warm cross mark on her forehead, steeling her heart.


    A betrayal, is it? Well, damn it, today I truly will betray!

 Chapter 546 53: Heras Big Crisis! (Request for Votes)

    Several days later, a large batch of precious materials from the Sea God Temple arrived in the city, and the Thessaly defense line began its intensive reconstruction efforts.


    Due to a certain understanding reached beforehand, Triton, as the material supplier, essentially met all of Luo En''s, the chief engineer''s requests, and even brought three hundred sets of freshly made "Scale Armor" along with corresponding design sketches to enhance the combat capabilities of the Thessaly guards.


    Under the generous sacrifices of this Mermaid Prince, who metaphorically spoke as if he were bleeding profusely and cutting his own flesh, the Thessaly defense line was visibly being reconstructed and fortified.


    At just a glance, the gleaming inner walls of bronze were enough to make one retreat, the densely overlaid spells on the walls were chilling to the soul, the Divine Blood Guard equipped with Scale Armor patrolled the walls day and night, and bunkers embedded with Essence Fluid Cannons hid in dark corners...


    The entire Thessaly defense line was like a combination of armadillos and porcupines��multi-dimensional and comprehensive in defense, impervious to water, dangerously spiky, and full of hidden lethality.


    During this period, to test the specific defensive effectiveness, the restless people of Thessaly also conducted a mock attack and defense rehearsal.


    Luo En, the chief engineer, took charge of the defense, while King Admetos, accompanied by Telamon, Cainis, Hercules, the Spartan Twins, and other favored Divine Blood Heroes, took on the offensive.


    The result was just two days of effort, and the attackers suffered heavy casualties, with more than half of the Divine Blood Heroes dead, while the newly built Thessaly defense line only lost fewer than a hundred ordinary soldiers and magicians, along with all the bunkers being compromised.


    Indeed, under the assault of Hercules and Telamon, these humanoid tanks, the combatantly superior Divine Blood Heroes, didn''t even get close to the gates of the Thessaly defense line before suffering heavy losses.


    King Admetos was incredibly amazed by this and felt increasingly confident in defending against the invasion of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    It is known that in the city-states of Greece, human cities are as fragile as sandcastles in the face of the gods and heroic prowess.


    Take the forte reputed to be built by deities, Troy, for example. The typical Greek ruffians like Hercules and Telamon had long turned invading Troy and plundering wealth and women into a classic routine, managing to return fully loaded almost every time, provided they were well-prepared.


    For instance, Telamon''s current wife, Hesione, is a Trojan princess stolen from the Trojans.


    And the newly crowned King Priam of Troy, the future father of Prince Hector and Paris in the Trojan War.


    He ascended to the throne not because of outstanding capabilities but because he witnessed his father and brother being cleaved to death and barely escaped with his own life, which inadvertently turned his succession to the throne.


    The disparity between humans, heroes, and deities is too vast; the so-called impregnable fortresses mostly serve as psychological comfort against divine powers.


    Yet, the fortress before them had truly achieved the extent to which heroes were shattered and deities were halted!


    Looking at the gradually completing Thessaly defense line, King Admetos was overjoyed, wishing he could sleep by this utterly safe wall every day.


    As construction issues grew increasingly cumbersome, Luo En symbolically sought aid from Athens.


    In response, the academy sent a group of professionals to help a certain academy teacher with the construction for Thessaly.


    Among them, besides a group of students specializing in civil engineering and architecture and several craftsmen knowledgeable in forging, there also followed a madwoman of the God of Wine, responsible for security.


    Officially, she was the once Goddess of Gentle Breezes, Ola; in reality, it was the Mechanical God, Aphrodite, disguised by Spirit Particles infiltration spell, a counterfeit version.


    Looking at the now subdued Mechanical God Aphrodite, who humbly followed him, Luo En inquired with interest.


    "Had a change of heart?"


    "Um..."


    "If you feel it''s forced, I can send you back to the Sea God Temple."


    "No need, I volunteered!"


    Mechanical God Aphrodite glanced at Triton and Mechanical God Ares, who were overseeing the material transport nearby, and quickly clarified her position.


    Send her back? Wouldn''t that equate to sending her to be scrapped?


    With things having reached this point, whether willingly or under compulsion, she could only cling to this lifeline and follow through to the end.


    Seeing that he had successfully tamed this fiery steed, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, his face blooming with a warm smile.


    "Then from now on, you will stay by Medea''s side, obey her commands, protect her safety, and refrain from acting unless absolutely necessary."


    Although this woman was a bronze-clad Mechanical God with commendable strength, adequate for dealing with ordinary deities and heroes,


    for Luo En, aside from warming his bed, she wasn''t very useful.


    Meanwhile, his young apprentice Medea, severely deficient in one area of her witchcraft abilities, indeed needed a strong frontline shield to bear the damage for her.


    Moreover, the girl possessed the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction, which also granted her control over Mechanical God Aphrodite.


    Perfect for turning this bronze-clad Mechanical God into a summon for Medea.


    After all, judging from their two encounters, it was hard to estimate the Mechanical God''s combat ability, but her life was definitely tough enough.


    "I will obey your command," Mechanical God Aphrodite placed her hand over her chest and bowed respectfully to her new master.


    "Yes, work hard, and I will not let you down," Luo En said with a smile, patting the shoulder of the Mechanical God Aphrodite, and reminding her with deep meaning, "And you should learn from your predecessor here, never follow in her footsteps..."


    The Mechanical God Aphrodite felt a chill in her heart as she instantly grasped the deep meaning in her new boss''s words.


    The so-called "predecessor" was none other than the Goddess of Breezes, Ola, whom she now impersonated.


    It was said that she had once been a lesser deity under the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, who, due to her arrogance in comparing her beauty with her chief goddess and insulting Artemis''s friend, the God of Wine, incurred a curse that drove her mad. She became known as the madwoman of the God of Wine and served him for the rest of her life to atone for her sins.


    Thinking about the miserable fate of her predecessor, the Mechanical God Aphrodite, who had similar flaws, couldn''t help but swallow hard and promptly bowed her head even lower.


    "Understood... understood..."


    After giving the new employee a stern warning, Luo En placed his hands on the parapet, looking out at Triton and the Mechanical God Ares, who had come to deliver materials, his gaze slightly flickering.


    The mysterious young woman, who had used the identity of the Mechanical God Aphrodite to infiltrate the Royal City and attempt to assassinate him, aimed not only to devour his divinity and Divine Blood but, presumably, also to create turmoil in Thessaly, frame the Sea God Temple, divide various powers, and disrupt the alliance of the gods through this assassination.


    Although Luo En turned the tables, on one hand, he used the evidence of the crime of the Mechanical God Aphrodite to leverage the Sea God Temple, securing many benefits for himself; on the other hand, he shifted the blame back to the Old Gods and the mysterious young woman, and using the power of the Sea God Temple, he extensively hunted the mastermind, fostering conflict between the two sides.


    But to this day, neither he nor the Sea God Temple had managed to uncover that woman''s whereabouts and basic information.


    This uncontrollable unknown made Luo En feel somewhat uneasy.


    Where did she come from? Whose orders was she following?


    What was she conspiring in secret with those Old Gods?


    Luo En tapped his head, puzzled, when suddenly, a blue streak of light sliced through the sky and fell like a meteor outside the walls of Thessaly''s Royal City.


    "Boom!"


    A thunderous sound erupted, engulfing the area in billowing smoke, as a young girl wearing a broken flower crown and ragged white gossamer dress struggled to stand up from the crater, clutching a bronze emblem of Medusa and calling out urgently.


    "Where is the envoy from Athens? Hurry, save my mother!"


    On hearing this, Luo En had an ominous feeling and immediately took a step forward into the void, arriving in front of the young girl in an instant.


    The moment they made contact, he immediately activated the Labyrinth''s power, sealing off the surroundings, and asked the girl in a deep voice.


    "I should be the person you are looking for. Who is your mother?"


    "Hera! Queen Hera!"


    Seeing the resonance between the Medusa emblem in her hand and the person before her, the girl grabbed his arm in desperation, as if clutching a lifeline, and urged,


    "The Giant Spirits of the Cottus clan and the demon spawn of Typhon have invaded the Sacred Garden. They have Divine Tools capable of deicide, and my mother was caught off guard and seriously injured. She''s in grave danger, please, you must save her!"


    On hearing this, Luo En''s expression fluctuated, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the anxious and panicked girl.


    "What is your name?"


    "Hebei, the Goddess of Youth Hebei!"


    The girl responded without hesitation and then, realizing his concerns, she volunteered an explanation.


    "That day, while strolling through the Sacred Garden with my mother, we coincidentally encountered the attack by the giant and demon spawn. My mother was injured while protecting me. She told me to escape with this item and seek your help, trusting only you, while she stayed behind to hold off our pursuers..."


    After hearing the full story and confirming the identity of the young girl, Luo En''s doubts cleared, and his mood became very somber.


    Hera was indeed in trouble!


    "Moreover, they now not only occupy the Sacred Garden and the Golden Apple Tree but have also freed the rebel gods Atlas and Prometheus!"


    The reminder from the Goddess of Youth, Hebei, further darkened Luo En''s expression.


    The Golden Apples that granted immortality, along with two leading Old Gods?


    This not only spelled trouble for Hera, but all of Greece might well be turned upside down!


    Realizing the gravity of the situation, Luo En made a quick decision, released the barrier, and shouted up to the city walls:


    "King Admetos, immediately conduct a grand sacrifice and declare to the gods: The Giants and Demon Spawn have occupied the Sacred Garden and freed the rebel gods Atlas and Prometheus. Have them summon all of Greece''s Heroic Spirits to gather in Thessaly and prepare for a divine descent!"


    Upon hearing this sudden calamity, whether it was the Divine Blood Heroes from various city-states or King Thessaly''s King Admetos himself, each was struck with a buzzing in their minds, their expressions dramatically changing.


    However, before they could ask for details, the figure outside the city unfolded golden wings, picked up the girl who had brought the news, and transformed into a trail of golden light, vanishing into the sky.


    The chilling air brought a biting cold as everyone seemed to witness an unprecedented storm brewing in the wilderness.

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    The Far West, Sacred Garden.


    Once a tranquil and beautiful paradise, it was now a complete mess.


    The clear rivers had become muddy, and the lush greenery was withering and decaying. Magic wolves, magical pigs, poison dragons, hydras, chimera composites, sphinxes, and other demon species nurtured by the blood of Typhon roared as they patrolled the mountains and forests.


    One by one, the dark and burly giant spirits stepped over the exquisitely carved stone steps, trampling the withered roadside flowers and plants into the mud. After turning several corners, they arrived at the entrance of a secret place shimmering with an earthy-yellow light pattern.


    A brawny man leading the group, bare-chested, raised his arm and slapped the light-formed barrier. A crimson divine emblem immediately lit up, and the door in front of him rippled like water, opening to a host of ferocious species.


    As the giant spirits stepped in, the scene before them suddenly opened up into a lush green landscape with winding rivers.


    This was the Sacred Garden that once belonged to Queen Hera, where rainbows rose from the mist, and the dense aether almost condensed into colorful mists, stunningly beautiful.


    But now, this place had changed hands.


    From afar, although the garden''s nursery was untouched due to its value, the sculptures of the gods in the temple had been toppled, and murals depicting the battles of the Titans and Typhon had been trampled and shattered.


    The seven Nymph daughters of the giant spirit king Alcyoneus were watering the plants, singing and dancing joyfully among the flowers, sprinkling ambrosia to nourish the rare plants in the nursery.


    At this time, the king of the giant spirits was sitting under a large and beautiful tree brimming with yellow fruits, the rich earthly essence flowing from the tree''s roots into his body, infusing his dark and tough skin and muscles with a golden glow.


    The serpent-legged giant Pedrolus flicked his tongue, swallowing handfuls of rare herbs, eagerly absorbing the rich life force within them.


    Even a three-headed poison dragon, used as a mount, lay dozing under the tree, occasionally sneaking bites of the tree''s extending branches to enhance its divinity, appearing quite content.


    Seeing this scene, the brawny man felt a surge of anger, swiftly stepped forward, and slapped the thieving three-headed poison dragon away from the tree.


    Like a cannonball, the poison dragon crashed into the magical plants, startling the seven Nymphs who were watering the flora into screaming.


    Hearing his daughters'' cries, the giant spirit king Alcyoneus suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from under the tree, and turned angrily toward the brawny man.


    "Atlas, what are you doing?"


    "What am I doing? I should be asking you that!"


    The Atlas Titan, freed from seals and curses, snorted coldly, his gaze darkened as he looked at the leader of the giant spirit clan.


    "The battle isn''t over yet, and here you are, making yourselves comfortable as if you owned the place!"


    "So what? We were driven underground by the gods, fed on rocks, drank foul water, never seeing a sliver of sunlight, just like filthy rats. Now that we are back on the surface, having claimed this wonderful place, don''t we deserve some enjoyment? We''ve earned this!" Alcyoneus retorted angrily, his face filled with resentment.


    Atlas, hearing this spirited argument, grew even angrier: "You''re mesmerized just by some fruits and cold water?"


    He then glanced at this "nest of comfort" and, pointing towards the Sacred Mountain that barely peeked through the stars, rebuked them disdainfully.


    "A bunch of spineless creatures! We want more than just this broken garden; we aim for Olympus at the zenith of the stars, for the vast entirety of the world! As scions of the Titans, children of Uranus, we should reclaim everything we''ve lost and restore all things to Titan order!"


    Hearing this impassioned proclamation, the naturally fierce giant spirits ignited with zeal, their hearts surged with excitement, and they regarded their leaders with a hint of contempt.


    They had been fighting tooth and nail outside, while these cowards hid in the Sacred Garden enjoying luxury, a disgrace to the Titans!


    Seeing the atmosphere turning slightly hostile, the giant spirit king Alcyoneus immediately softened his tone, explaining to Atlas across from him.


    "Seizing the Sacred Garden, occupying this place, isn''t for ourselves, but for all our kinsmen and the ultimate victory!"


    "What do you mean?"


    "Years of subterranean living have left our kin weak and depleted, and the last assault on Thessaly cost us many siblings. Even with you and Prometheus, we could hardly shake Olympus'' divine authority..."


    Atlas remained silent for a moment, nodding reluctantly.


    Although he hated to admit it, it was an undeniable fact.


    Since the decline of Mount Othrys and the division of the Twelve Titans'' divinity, the entire Titan community had been inevitably declining in power.


    Even though due to The Three Fates'' contract, the former chief gods were ordered to seal themselves and walk the world only as split spirits and descending spirits, today''s giant spirit clan couldn''t afford to provoke them loosely.


    Even with the backing of the Old Gods, dreaming of storming Olympus and establishing Titan order was virtually a fool''s errand.


    "So, we need to conquer this Sacred Garden and seize the ''Immortality'' that belongs to the gods!"


    Giant spirit king Alcyoneus turned around, his eyes burning as he gazed at the lush Golden Apple Tree.


    When Olympus was established, Mother Goddess Gaea presented this Golden Apple Tree at Zeus and Hera''s wedding.

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    Its fruit contained the divinity of Immortality, not only serving as an excellent supplement to enhance strength but also symbolizing the Divine Authority of the Earth.


    Such a gift signified Mother Earth Gaea''s recognition of the Olympian gods and the transfer of her Divine Authority.


    As a result, Hera''s powers of marriage and fertility were able to stabilize.


    However, blinded by jealousy, the Queen of Heaven obsessively pursued her husband''s illegitimate children and lovers after assuming the throne, gradually losing her reverence and care for life.


    Therefore, she had never been fully acknowledged by the Divine Tree, nor had she inherited the complete Divine Authority of the Earth.


    Now, by conquering this Sacred Garden and controlling the Golden Apple Tree, the Giant Spirit Clan, naturally close to the Earth, could rapidly enhance their strength by consuming the Golden Apples and herbs within the garden, which contained Earth Divinity, obtaining the traits of immortality, and even Immortality, thereby possessing the capital to contend with the Olympian gods.


    "So that''s how it is..."


    After hearing the secret recounted by King Alcyoneus of the Giant Spirits, Atlas had an epiphany.


    Immediately, this Atlas Titan waved his hand grandly and spoke outright.


    "If that''s the case, then let''s quickly distribute these treasures."


    "..."


    Upon hearing this, King Alcyoneus''s face darkened.


    Divine Authority of the Earth, he had not absorbed much yet, and now he had to share this precious resource with his kin? Was his role as a leader just busywork?


    And since when was it up to an outsider to decide how to distribute his possessions?


    "Hera has escaped, and the news of the Sacred Garden''s fall can hardly be kept secret for long. We cannot delay here too long."


    As King Alcyoneus was feeling displeased within, a deep, powerful voice sounded, and a prisoner, his hands shackled and broken, his hair dry as dead grass but his eyes as dazzling as the stars, walked into the secret place with dozens of Giant Spirits.


    "Prometheus, you''re finally back!"


    Atlas laughed heartily as he rushed towards the newcomer, giving this brother a firm hug.


    Both were sons of Iapetus, the Titan God of souls and prophecy, and had always shared a good relationship. Even though they had different stances during the Titanomachy, both had suffered under Zeus''s harsh treatment after the war, sharing a common enemy and again standing shoulder to shoulder.


    "Hera escaped?"


    At this moment, King Alcyoneus heard the news brought by Prometheus and, surprised, spoke rather discontentedly.


    "You brought so many people, and yet you couldn''t even capture a severely injured goddess?"


    "Is that just any ordinary goddess? That''s Hera, the Queen of Heaven, positioned just below the Divine King among the Olympian Twelve Gods!"


    Atlas turned his head and snorted coldly, defending his brother while not forgetting to belittle King Alcyoneus, who stayed in the Sacred Garden eating alone.


    "If you were so confident, why didn''t you lead people to pursue her yourself?"


    "If I have to do everything, what are you here for?"


    King Alcyoneus''s eyes widened with rage, and he clenched his fists tightly.


    "Don''t forget, if it weren''t for me rescuing you, you would have no right to stand here and talk to me!"


    "We brothers are deeply grateful for your rescue and are willing to follow your orders to reclaim the Titans'' authority together."


    Seeing the two Titans at the verge of a fight, Prometheus quickly stepped forward to mediate and voluntarily took on the responsibility.


    "I failed to bring Hera here, please punish me."


    Watching Prometheus bow to him and the robust Atlas Titan at his side, King Alcyoneus tempered his anger and waved his hand dismissively.


    "Never mind, after all, that is the Queen of Olympus, aided by the oldest daughter of the Demon Ancestor Typhon��Ladon, the hundred-headed dragon. You''ve just been released, both your Divinity and Divine Power are greatly diminished, it''s understandable that you couldn''t stop them."


    "Thank you for your leniency and understanding."


    Prometheus showed a grateful expression then spoke sternly.


    "Although we failed to bring Hera back, we have driven her into the Sea of Chaos, and have left sentinels nearby. She shouldn''t be able to escape from our palm for a while, nor contact the other Chief Gods. We better seize this opportunity to absorb the Earth Divinity in the Sacred Garden, enhance the strength of the Giant Spirits, and when we have the capital to contest with the Olympians, not just an injured Hera, even if the Olympian gods arrive collectively, they may not be able to defeat us."


    "And as long as we win that final battle and reclaim the authority once held by the Titans, not just the Sacred Garden, the entire World will be at your feet!"


    Hearing this sage''s reminder, King Alcyoneus suddenly felt somewhat tempted.


    Indeed, to achieve the highest Divine Authority, one should not be fixated on enjoying these minor delights alone.


    Thereupon, King Alcyoneus, feigning generosity, grandly waved his hand and announced loudly to his followers.


    "Brothers, come, let''s level this mountain, take everything, and thoroughly enjoy the spoils you deserve!"


    Upon hearing their leader''s command, the Giant Spirits'' eyes sparkled, and they eagerly pounced towards the herbs and Golden Apple Tree in the Sacred Garden, which reeked heavily of Divinity.


    Instantly, countless herbs were uprooted with their soil and stuffed into the mouths of the Giant Spirits; numerous Golden Apples were pulled from the trees, their sweet juice transforming into rich Earth Divinity within the bodies of the Giant Spirits; various springs were drunk dry, even the moss and stones moist with water were devoured clean by the Giant Spirits...

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    Soon, the Demon Species that heard the news also joined the bacchanal, voraciously devouring the abundant resources within the Sacred Garden.


    Watching his subordinates strip the garden he considered his own private property clean like a swarm of locusts passing by, Alcyoneus, the King of Giants, felt his heart bleed.


    But for the sake of the grand cause in his heart, and the esteemed position of Olympus, he could only put on a show of generosity, allowing his subordinates to partake in this debauched feast under the sun.


    In an unnoticed corner, Prometheus, who had at some point arrived beneath the Divine Tree, decisively plucked several ripe Golden Apples to share with his brother Atlas.


    The rich Earth Divinity flowed into their bodies, gradually healing the dark wounds left from years of punishment; the overwhelming Vitality washed over their somewhat decayed bodies, rejuvenating them with vigorous Life.


    Moments later, Prometheus, who had awoken, clenched his fist, satisfied with the flesh that filled his arms, nodding approvingly with a deep and meaningful smile flickering in his eyes.


    "Buzz~~"


    While the giants and Magic Beasts were immersed in the joy of their strength increase, the earth shook violently, and an altar built from dark volcanic stones slowly rose in the Sacred Garden. The vast godly apparition that seemed to merge with the darkness opened its profound eyes, gazing upon the chaos before it and the unrecognizable Sacred Garden, along with the Golden Apple tree that was nearly plucked bare, and immediately furrowed its brows deeply.


    "What are you doing?"


    "Sharing the spoils of war we seized to enhance the strength of our people, giving them the means to stand against the gods."


    Alcyoneus, the King of Giants, quickly lowered his head, replying with reverence.


    Upon hearing Alcyoneus''s response, Kronos, the Divine King, was so furious that smoke could have come out of his seven orifices. The Divine Authority pulsed, causing the earth to tremble.


    "Idiots! Who allowed you to lay hands on these things?"


    Feeling the chilling pressure, Alcyoneus''s heart skipped a beat, and he hastened to offer a hoarse explanation.


    "These are... the spoils of war..."


    According to the tradition of Greece, whoever seizes something naturally has the right to dispose of it.


    He, as a king, had not only refrained from monopolizing them but also used the rare resources to strengthen the Cottus''s clan''s power, which definitely counted as generous.


    "These are Mother Goddess Gaea''s Divine Objects! How they should be handled should be her decision, not yours!"


    Kronos, the Divine King, coldly snorted, his gaze towards Alcyoneus carrying a hint of harshness.


    To dig out the Sacred Garden and gobble up herbs and divine fruits only serves to superficially increase one''s Divinity; even if it lets them match the gods of Olympus in terms of power, it will likely be difficult to shake the ordained order of fate in the end.


    Only by sacrificing what they have in front of them to Mother Earth Gaea, obtaining her support and gifts, can the Titans truly gain a firm foothold.


    After all, the sky, the ocean, and the Netherworld are all under the control of Olympus; currently, only the Divine Authority of the Earth stands as the foundation the Cottus''s clan can rely on and establish themselves upon.


    The stronger the Earth''s Divine Authority, the more pronounced their own benefits will be.


    Even if they are unwilling to sacrifice for Mother Earth Gaea, isn''t he, the King of Gods, still here?


    To help these giants emerge from the underground, they, as Old Gods, had put in not a little effort.


    As a result, the moment they got some benefits from the protection of the Old Gods, this bunch of idiots couldn''t wait to hoard the spoils selfishly, and in the dumbest way possible, utterly incurably short-sighted!


    "Your Majesty, we certainly have not forgotten your grace," they said.


    Just as the atmosphere turned increasingly sinister and oppressive, Prometheus emerged from behind the Divine Tree, carrying three Golden Apples and respectfully presented them on the altar.


    "Actually, Alcyoneus had prepared the tribute for you in advance," he said.


    Listening to this sage actually taking out his own share of the spoils to clear his name, the heart of the king of giants was deeply touched.


    This brother is a good man, a true comrade!


    "Hmph, children of Iapetus, our forms have long been bound, and our spirits unable to obtain release. What use are these things to us?" Kronos said with a cold hum, but the killing intent that surrounded him lessened.


    Although he scorned the few Golden Apples and had no use for them, the attitude of Cottus''s clan was barely acceptable.


    He still relied on these giant relatives to storm Olympus and pull his rebel son Zeus off the throne, so naturally, he couldn''t afford to truly turn against these giants over a moment of displeasure.


    "Enough, take these trifles back and sacrifice this Golden Apple tree to your king!" Kronos commanded with a grave voice, his gaze heatedly fixed on the barren Golden Apple tree.


    Gaea wants it? Clearly, it is you who wants it, right?


    Alcyoneus glanced at His Majesty the King of Gods, whose face barely concealed his greed and longing, and silently cursed inwardly, rather reluctantly.


    But the circumstances were stronger than the man. Even in his discontent, he could only under the promptings of King Kronos order the giants to erect an altar beneath the Golden Apple Tree, draw the spells, and together perform a ritual to sacrifice this Divine Authority, derived from Mother Earth Gaea, to King Kronos.


    With the nourishment of this Divinity, the phantom in the altar visibly condensed a great deal.


    The crests within the dark blue flames also became significantly brighter.


    "Om!"


    With an obscure tremor, several Divine Emblems flew out from the altar and merged into the bodies of Atlas, Prometheus, the giant king Alcyoneus, and the other Titans, forming crimson brands.


    Instantly, a marvelous feeling of holding all things in their palms overwhelmed them, and the Titans who received the brands rejoiced greatly.


    Authority! The Authority of the chief Titans!


    Above the altar, the flames danced, and King Kronos issued a long contemplative chant.


    "Take it, this is the grace I bestow upon you. With this honor, drive those bastards of Olympus from their thrones and rebuild the glory of the Titans!"


    "Overthrow those bastards of Olympus and rebuild the glory of the Titans!"


    The giants were agitated, exclaiming and roaring with excitement.


    Prometheus amidst the crowd also repeated the cry with arms raised, but when he cast his gaze downwards to his own reflection in the water, where the Divine Emblem on his forehead had faded, his eyes were filled with shadows.


    Whether Old Gods or New Gods, none had ever possessed the traits of "kind-heartedness" or "generosity"...

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    Seeing the giants branded with the crest of the Old Gods, Kronos, the Divine King, nodded in satisfaction, his gaze flickering slightly.


    Everything has a price, gods and demons alike are nourished by blood.


    And sacrifice is necessary to achieve greatness.


    It has always been so, it is so now, and it will be so in the future...


    Silent murmurs flowed through his mind as Kronos bowed his head to look at the giants holding Golden Daggers, his gaze gliding over one whose blade was stained with gold-red blood, and he spoke leisurely.


    "I sense the presence of my dear daughter��Hera on this," he said, "Have you clashed with her?"


    The moment The Atlas Titan, Atlas, heard this, he couldn''t help but feel a chill in his heart.


    Although with the Divine Tool of Deicide bestowed by His Majesty the King of Gods, they had successfully inflicted severe damage on the Queen of the Heavens, Prometheus, who was in charge of the pursuit, had let that woman escape.


    His brother had just been rescued from the tormenting punishment of the Old Gods, not having the chance to achieve any merits, and now he had messed up a task. To tell the truth outright might well displease His Majesty the King of Gods.


    Moreover, in the battle against the Titans, Prometheus had chosen the wrong side, mixing up with the New Gods of Olympus, which was undoubtedly another huge stain on his record.


    If Kronos really decided to investigate, it was uncertain whether he wouldn''t take this opportunity to make a point.


    Just as Atlas was contemplating how to make excuses for his brother Prometheus, the King of Giants, Alcyoneus, stepped forward and explained with a dry cough in front of the altar.


    "Your Majesty, although we have inflicted heavy damage on her, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon guarding the Sacred Garden took her away," he said.


    As he spoke, the King of Giants subtly threw an ambiguous glance towards Prometheus in the corner.


    Previously, the other had excused him when Kronos had questioned him.


    Now, returning the favor, he considered the debt of gratitude repaid.


    At this time, The Atlas Titan Atlas and the giants who had participated in the pursuit also came to their senses, echoing loudly in agreement.


    "That''s right, the dragon was too strong; a hundred heads casting Magic simultaneously almost leveled the entire mountain."


    "And she didn''t engage in battle at all, creating chaos and then immediately fleeing with Hera."


    "Plus, there were three Nymphs who could control the weather and clouds causing trouble, impossible to guard against."


    Although Prometheus, the team leader, would bear the brunt of the responsibility for letting Hera escape, they who had also been part of the pursuit would likely not fare well when blamed.


    Besides, having just basked in the glory of the Seer, enjoying the treasures of the Sacred Garden and enhancing their Divinity, it only seemed right to reciprocate and protect him.


    And hearing the uniform response of the giants, Kronos, the King of Gods, indeed did not harbor any suspicions but instead nodded in agreement.


    "Indeed, as Typhon''s eldest daughter, she is the creature closest to the original form of the Demon Ancestor, and her strength and potential are beyond doubt," he said.


    "With Ladon''s help, Hera has escaped to the Sea of Chaos. The incident in the Sacred Garden cannot be concealed for long; with our current forces, capturing both Ladon and Hera at the same time is somewhat tricky��please instruct us on how to proceed."


    The King of Giants, Alcyoneus, asked opportunistically, glossing over the issue of letting Hera escape.


    Kronos smirked, speaking in an unhurried tone.


    "Since she is a progeny of Typhon, let the Demon Ancestor personally discipline her," he said.


    "You mean..."


    The King of Giants, Alcyoneus, scratched his head, somewhat confused for a moment.


    Kronos narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and made a grabbing motion at the Magic Beasts in the Sacred Garden that had gorged themselves round-bellied during the recent feast, their Divinity overflowing, and then clenched his fist violently.


    "Puff, puff, puff, puff!"


    In an instant, space twisted and collapsed, and in the surprise of the moment, blood splattered as the flesh and bones of the hundreds of Magic Beasts burst open, their viscera falling to the ground, sketching a massive Magic Circle Diagram.


    Looking at his handiwork, Kronos let out a sinister, cold laugh.


    "Old friend, awaken from the Abyss, it''s time for you to join me in the sunlight of the earth!"


    Suddenly, the ground covered by the blood-colored Magic Circle Diagram tore open, forming huge rifts that led straight to the Abyss, devouring and absorbing all the remnants and flesh of the Magic Beasts scattered on the ground.


    "Roar!"


    Dense red-black mist surged up, filled with a cacophony of sounds: sometimes human-like, sometimes bellowing like an ox, roaring like a lion, barking like a dog, thunderous and resounding to the ends of the earth.


    Feeling that terrifying presence, Magic Beasts all over the hills and fields couldn''t help but prostrate on the ground, trembling and emitting fearful whimpers.


    Typhon, born at the junction of the earth and the Tartarus Abyss, the father of destructive winds, progenitor of billions of demon monsters, with a hundred dragon heads, black tongue, fire-spouting eyes, a colossal deity so terrifying that even the stars and clouds could not compare and had to conceal themselves.


    As the origin of the Bloodline of beasts, this Demon Ancestor wielded unparalleled dominance over the Demon Species it had spawned.


    And seeing Typhon''s Divine Will emerge, Kronos reached out and grasped at the three-headed Poison Dragon from under the Golden Apple tree, lifting it into the void and throwing it directly into the Magic Circle Diagram, laughing loudly.


    "This body, take it for now," he said.


    Instantly, the dense red-black mist in the Magic Circle Diagram, like a waterfall that had found an outlet, furiously poured into the body of the three-headed Poison Dragon.


    But the powerful and domineering Divinity clearly exceeded the limits of what a mere Poison Dragon could endure; even having partaken of the Sacred Garden''s treasures and absorbed some of the earth''s Divinity, it was still as fragile as clay before Demon Ancestor Typhon.

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    "Thud thud thud thud!"


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    Just moments later, the three-headed poison dragon in midair let out agonizing cries as its scales burst apart in layers, revealing flesh and bones that were continuously tearing and reconstituting.


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    The Chimera''s snake tail, Sphinx''s wings, and Hydra''s scales began to grow from the body of the poison dragon, with newly grown spikes piercing through its flesh, extending into fierce and sharp curves.


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    In the blink of an eye, the magic beast that Demon Ancestor Typhon had forcibly summoned had become unrecognizable, its body filled with a twisted sense of rupture and adhesion, with chunks of flesh and scales continually falling off, resembling a forcibly assembled walking corpse.


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    "Trash!"


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    A gloomy snort came from the mouth of the poison dragon, as its dark vertical pupils turned to look at its continuously rending and reconstituting body and the trembling horde of beasts around it, clearly dissatisfied.


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    Seeing this, Kronos gave a faint smile and spoke.


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    "Don''t worry, this is just a transitional body. Once you find her, you will have something better."


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    "Exactly!"


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    The poison dragon sneered, its sinister smile revealed as it turned its ferocious head, looking toward the southeastern seas.


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    "She is mine!"


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    With that chilling declaration, the poison dragon immediately spread its Sphinx-like wings and took off, generating fierce gales as it headed straight to a specific location in the Sea of Chaos.


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    In a moment, both the demon species on the island and the sea beasts in the water seemed to hear that undeniable command, taking to the air or diving into the sea, converging into an overwhelming flood of creatures, following closely behind the poison dragon.


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    It was only after Demon Ancestor Typhon and the Beast Tide he commanded disappeared from view that the giants within the Sacred Garden were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, looking towards Titan King Kronos who had appeared on the altar with dread.


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    With a single move, he had killed hundreds of high-level magic beasts in the Sacred Garden, offering their flesh and even their souls as a sacrifice to Typhon, awakening the Demon Ancestor with a method that could only be described as violently bloody.


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    Moreover, it seemed that the magic beasts sacrificed were all members of the Sacred Garden''s division of spoils, having indulged in plenty of goods imbued with Earth Divinity.


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    Kronos''s decision to target them was clearly meant as a warning to the Giant Spirit Clan not to take actions on their own accord.


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    Otherwise, the magic beasts that were slapped to death by him might just be their future fate.


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    Seeing the giants in the Sacred Garden so intimidated that they bowed their heads, not daring to make eye contact, Kronos was very satisfied. He then looked toward the vast seascape with a hideous smile on his face.


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    "Since Typhon has already gone to lead the way, you should follow suit. I''m quite eager to get close to that good daughter of mine."


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    Having witnessed the ruthless side of the Titan King, the giants in attendance dared not disobey. They swiftly rose to their feet to gather the last resources from the Sacred Garden, before plunging into the sea or taking to the sky, forcefully moving toward the direction of Typhon and the swarming beasts.


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    Meanwhile, on a concealed cave on a nameless barren island in the Sea of Chaos.


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    Three Nymphs nibbled at their bitterly sour fruits, wings curled transparently like frostbitten eggplants, drearily sitting at the cave entrance, pining for the sweet and refreshing waters of the Sacred Garden.


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    Had it not been for those accursed giants and magic beasts, they would still be watering flowers and cultivating medicinal herbs in the Sacred Garden, leading a leisurely and carefree life.


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    Amid their mournful complaints, the three Nymphs turned their heads to gaze at Queen Hera, who sat collapsed in the cave, anxiety and concern filling their eyes.


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    The upheaval caused by the giants and magic beasts was not only premeditated but also involved Divine Tools that could harm souls. To protect her daughter Hebei, their mistress was caught off guard and gravely wounded by the Deicide.


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    Although, at the critical moment, Ladon, the hundred-headed dragon, chose to stand by their side and helped them escape to safety, Queen Hera''s combat ability was severely compromised due to the injuries from the Deicide, showing no signs of recovery up to now.


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    The wound on her abdomen that occasionally tore open, oozing drops of golden-red Divine Blood, was the most direct proof.


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    After an indeterminate amount of time, Hera in the cave slowly opened her eyes and exhaled the stale air from her lungs, frowning towards the subtly throbbing wound on her lower abdomen.


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    Dispelling the influence of the Deicide was evidently not going to be easy.


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    Moreover, those giants seemed to have infused the Golden Dagger with the Authority of the Old Titan Gods.


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    Those old immortals sure knew how to stir up trouble!


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    Hera cursed under her breath, raising her head to the boundless sea, her heart filled with foreboding as she whispered to herself,


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    "How long has it been, I wonder how that ungrateful girl is doing, whether she has escaped, whether she has met him..."


    "Rather than worry about her, you should be more concerned about yourself. Our situation is much more dangerous than Hebei''s."


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    A disgruntled huff came from the darkness, revealing a haughty young woman with silver-white hair, golden serpentine pupils, wings on her back, and a dragon tail trailing behind her. She stepped out of the shadows, tossing something that glimmered with gold to Hera who was sitting on the ground, recuperating.


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    "First, eat this. Next time we encounter them, I may not be able to look out for you."


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    "Golden Apple?"


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    Hera looked at the item quizzically, turning her gaze to the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, now in human form.


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    "Ahem, found it on the ground..."


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    Ladon coughed in response, his eyes guiltily shifting elsewhere.


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    Seeing the dragon''s reaction, Hera shook her head without saying much and bit into the Golden Apple.


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    The sweet pulp melted in her mouth, transforming into Divine Liquid brimming with Vitality and Earth Divinity, coursing through her body.

 Chapter 552 55 Unvirtuous Dragon Lady Moves Up the Ranks (5.2k)_3

    Instantly, the desiccated divinity within her was nourished, and the gash in her abdomen torn by the Deicide divine tools also showed slight signs of healing, even her pale face gained a flush of healthy color.


    It must be said, the Golden Apple with the [Immortality] attribute was definitely an excellent supplement for healing life.


    "Gurgle~~"


    Just as Hera began her self-healing, a faint sound of swallowing saliva approached her ear.


    She looked up following the sound and saw three Nymphs at the cave entrance holding sour wild fruits, staring eagerly at her, or rather, at the Golden Apple in her hand.


    The Nymphs smacked their lips, their eyes brimming with desire.


    "Want some?"


    Hera smiled teasingly and raised her hand to split the Golden Apple in her palm in two, tossing the side she hadn''t bitten to the three Nymphs at the entrance.


    "This half is for you. Take it."


    Looking at the half of the Golden Apple that fell into their hands, the three Nymphs were somewhat flabbergasted.


    "This is what you''re using to heal, and you''re sharing it with us..."


    "My injuries are too severe, the Deicide divine tools crafted by the Old Gods are extremely targeted against the New Gods. A mere Golden Apple can only slightly alleviate the impact of the injuries. Eating a bit more or less doesn''t make much difference."


    Hera spoke with a light smile, then her gaze softened as she looked at the three little ones with wing injuries and dirt-streaked faces.


    "As for you, you''ve exhausted yourselves creating diversions to help me and Ladon escape. You should especially take some supplements."


    Upon hearing their mistress''s comforting words, the three Nymphs settled down and excitedly shared the half of the Golden Apple, nibbling away eagerly and swiftly devouring the delicious divine fruit, not even sparing the core and the juices.


    Seeing the Nymphs looking like they still wanted more, Hera simply handed over the other half as well.


    The three Nymphs initially wanted to refuse, but ultimately they couldn''t control the cravings in their stomachs, both ashamed and excited as they accepted this gift from their mistress.


    "You seem to have changed a lot?"


    Ladon leaned against a column inside the cave, tilting his head as he sized up the queen before him, whom he found somewhat incomprehensible.


    In his memory, this woman was never known for her generosity or forbearance; she was always bitter and vengeful, brooding over how to eliminate her rivals and their illegitimate children.


    How come, after not seeing her for so long, she had suddenly changed? Not only had she sacrificed herself to send off her own daughter, but she had also freely given away the precious Golden Apple to three little ones. It was as if she had become a different person altogether.


    "Nothing is unchangeable, not even gods."


    Hera replied with a gentle smile, her face smeared with some dust and blood, but her dignified and elegant demeanor seemed even more pronounced, like a loving and gentle mother from the mortal world.


    "After letting go of those obsessions as he suggested, I''ve found that I possess more, and can gain more, than I''d realized."


    "He? Who is he?"


    Ladon blinked, somewhat curious.


    Who exactly could be that capable, to turn Hera from being a deeply vengeful woman into the figure she was now?


    "A pretty interesting little guy, someone very important to me..."


    Hera murmured softly, her eyes showing a hint of reminiscence while her face displayed a calm and sweet smile.


    "Psh, you might as well have said nothing..."


    Ladon grimaced and murmured a complaint, then extended his other hand to Hera.


    "Take this, don''t give it away anymore."


    The familiar sensation and contours settled into her palm, and Hera looked down to find another Golden Apple, causing her to twitch her lips slightly as she looked at Ladon with a wry expression.


    "How many of these do you have hidden?"


    "Found..."


    "Then how many did you find?"


    "Three, I used one on the way to restore my vitality, the other two are all here."


    Ladon replied irritably, reluctantly gazing at the two Golden Apples he had contributed.


    Although she had teamed up with some thief who frequented the Sacred Garden to pull off a big heist, her share of the Golden Apples wasn''t much. With a hundred heads, almost one bite per mouth would nearly deplete her stock, and these two were indeed the private stash she had left between her teeth.


    If only she had known that the Sacred Garden was going to be raided by giants and Magic Beasts, she would have plucked all the Golden Apples from the trees!


    Better yet, dig out the tree itself!


    Missing such an opportunity to strike it rich was a huge loss.


    Thinking this, Ladon somberly turned to look at Hera holding the Golden Apples, seriously reminding her.


    "You owe me! Eat one, pay back two...three...no...ten!"


    "..."


    Hera, about to bite into a Golden Apple, was suddenly speechless.


    How could eating her own things mean she still owed a debt, and a usurious one at that?


    However, considering that this was a dragon, whose nature was to be insatiably greedy, and who had just extended a helping hand to her, Hera reluctantly nodded, agreeing to this humiliating loan agreement.


    Hearing that her losses could not only be recovered but even turn a future profit made Ladon''s face light up with joy, and her gaze towards Hera was filled with warmth and affection.


    "Don''t worry, as long as I''m here, I won''t let them touch a hair on your head!"


    Hera felt a warmth in her heart, just about to speak when Ladon clenched her fists, her face full of excitement and anticipation.


    "After all, you still owe me thirty Golden Apples!"


    "..."


    Hera''s face darkened, grumbling inwardly.


    Is this considerate attitude merely for reaping benefits from me?


    And should the debt not be twenty by contract? How did it turn into thirty?


    She couldn''t possibly be adding the one she ate to my debt, could she?


    Under the watchful eyes of a creditor, a victim, and a former boss, a certain insatiably greedy dragon suddenly felt a little guilty and coughed as she moved towards the cave entrance.


    "You rest well, I''ll go out and see what''s happening out there."


    This girl...


    Hera shook her head and swallowed the Golden Apple, just about to absorb its contained divinity and vitality, when the sky outside the cave was covered with a scarlet blood light.


    "Get down!"


    As Ladon just stepped out of the cave, her pupils dilated sharply, she transformed into her original form of a giant dragon with a hundred heads, and hurried back into the cave, knocking down the three Nymphs and Hera, protecting them under her.


    "Boom!"


    The next moment, a fierce beam of light plummeted from the sky, the explosive aftermath surged around, causing nearby fires to flare up, wood shards and soil to fly about, and the sounds of rocks shattering pierced the air, flattening much of the cave.


    As the spreading smoke cleared,


    Ladon flapped her wings, shook off the debris on her, raised her head to look at the dense masses of beasts in the sea and sky, as well as the leading three-headed Poison Dragon that instilled in her an inexplicable fear and pressure, a terrifying figure sealed in her memories long ago emerged.


    ��Typhon, the Demon Progenitor!

 Chapter 553 56: The Great Victory of the Ghost Fathers (4.2k)

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    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    A dozen Magic Beasts in the sky looked up simultaneously, each firing a barrage of Cursed Bullets at the island with fury.


    On the coastline, the piercing sound of trees being snapped and the trembling of the earth arose, as the Hydra, Siren, Lamia, and other aquatic Divine Monsters successively completed their landing and surrounded Ladon and the others.


    Seeing the dire situation, Ladon, who had reverted to his form of a hundred-headed dragon, raised his head and with strange syllables, chanted divine words rapidly.


    Small and large Magic Circle Diagrams, glinting like stars in the night sky, converged in front of her, while objects of condensed Magic elements such as flames, venom, ice, thunderbolts, and meteorites emerged, launching a wide-area bombardment against the Magic Beasts approaching from the sky and sea.


    The dazzling arcs of light illuminated the chaotic sea area, and the group of Magic Beasts within range were shredded in an instant by the terrifying Aether Storm, without even a chance to scream, as a thick scent of blood permeated the area.


    "Good! Very good! Worthy of being an offspring inheriting my pure blood, far stronger than those pests spawned from the Beast Nest!"


    Demon Ancestor Typhon, having his consciousness descended in a three-headed Poison Dragon, couldn''t help but let out a satisfied, maniacal laugh upon seeing this, his gaze towards the hundred-headed dragon Ladon growing even more fervent and greedy.


    Facing his father''s affection and praise, Ladon felt an inexplicable chill surge in his heart and unceremoniously chanted divine words at high speed, launching a powerful magic bombardment at the three-headed Poison Dragon in the sky.


    However, Typhon merely flapped his wings slightly, and a red-black blood light containing the power of the Abyss and void burst forth from his body, devouring the swarming magical attacks.


    Meanwhile, a dense crowd of Magic Beasts took advantage of the father-daughter confrontation to land from behind the island, heading straight for the half-collapsed cave exuding a divine aura.


    Among the rubble, three Nymphs who had been the first to confront looked at the group of Magic Beasts roaring towards them, with white sharp teeth and dripping sticky drool, their faces turning pale as they hastily used clouds as shields and gale winds as spears, attempting to block these charging monsters.


    But Demon Ancestor Typhon wielded supreme Authority over the Magic Beasts; the gathering Divine Monsters were not only enormous in number but also strong in power.


    The three Nymphs, usually responsible only for watering plants and maintaining the Sacred Garden, were inherently poor at fighting, and the defenses and attacks summoned in haste proved exceedingly frail, breaking instantly under the dense Beast Tide.


    "Move!"


    Accompanied by a frosty cry, a pair of white arms dragged the three shivering girls behind her, then with slightly extended elegant, translucent hands, she summoned Thunderbolts as her bow and Thunderbolts as her arrows, continuously pulling the bowstring facing the Beast Tide.


    Instantly, a series of grim bolts of lightning streaked through the air, exploding upon impact in the dense area of Magic Beasts, leaving behind a crater hundreds of meters wide and charred remains scattered on the ground.


    However, far from being frightened by their companions'' death, the Magic Beasts became even more frenzied under the stimulant of blood, swarming forward, gulping down chunks of flesh from the ground and absorbing the remnants of divinity and power within the corpses to grow stronger before continuing their assault on the three fresher, more delicious deities.


    Seeing a few heavily wounded Magic Beasts healing their wounds rapidly and even regrowing lost limbs after devouring the flesh on the ground, Hera''s heart sank.


    Beast''s Great Authority!


    This legendary Demon Ancestor not only had the power to command herds of beasts but also could incite them to become frenzied and Evolve through the influence of bloodline and divinity.


    It was for this reason that shortly after its birth, it had gathered a terrifying Demon Army and almost single-handedly flattened Olympus, which was filled with numerous deities and Chief Gods.


    Seeing that the Magic Beasts were swarming in dense numbers, the area near the cave was no longer safe, and Ladon immediately roared out.


    "Take them and go first!"


    Hera nodded decisively, dragging the three Nymphs into a deeply forested area with dense cover.


    Seeing his companions leaving from behind, Ladon immediately took flight, his hundred heads like a hundred moving cannons, unleashing firepower at the surrounding Magic Beasts.


    For a moment, rubble flew, the earth shook, and thousands of Magic Beasts perished on the spot under this meteor shower-like bombardment.


    But more Magic Beasts and Divine Monsters continued to emerge from underwater and the air, fearlessly passing through the deadly zone woven by Ladon''s magic and chasing towards Hera and her party in the woods.


    It''s too much!


    The high intensity of consumption and the Magic Beasts constantly breaking the blockade and pouring into the forest caused great anxiety in Ladon''s heart, turning his gaze towards the source of disaster in the sky.


    To cut off the supply, to settle these Magic Beasts, he first needed to deal with this old entity!


    Having made up his mind, the hundred-headed dragon roared lowly, lifting his wings to create a strong Aether Storm, charging straight towards Typhon, who had possessed the three-headed Poison Dragon.


    Meanwhile, in the woods, there was an incessant roar of beasts and explosions.


    Hera, dodging three whistling Cursed Bullets, pulled back the Heart-seeking Bow in the explosion''s light and launched Thunderbolt Arrows, destroying three Lamias peeking from behind the stone wall.


    But after the thunderous exchange, the aftermath of their encounter had left the surroundings cratered, with almost no trees or rocks left to use for mobility.


    Seeing the Magic Beasts undyingly encircling again, Hera had no choice but to continue fighting and retreating with the three Nymphs.


    However, under Demon Ancestor Typhon''s control, these Magic Beasts not only became more ferocious and bloodthirsty, but their nature also became more cunning and sinister.


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 Chapter 554 56: The Great Victory of Ghost Fathers (4.2k)_2

    "Wuuu~!"


    Dozens of demonic dogs, their necks bristling with sharp bony spines and silver-grey fur as hard as metal, had somehow circled to the rear of the four deities. Seizing the moment of surprise from the shadows, they burst forth and leaped toward the three weaker Nymphs.


    Hera''s eyes narrowed, and she instantly halted with a stomp, her fingers pulling back her bowstring, shooting down the dozen or so demonic dogs that had pounced.


    Yet, even so, a few slipped through the barrage of Thunderbolt arrows, closing the distance to the group.


    At such close quarters, using the powerful Heart-seeking Bow could inadvertently cause harm.


    "Roar!"


    The approaching demonic dogs leapt high, jaws aiming for their prey, eager to taste the delectable flesh of the deities.


    However, beneath them, the ground suddenly bulged, and several earthen golems of brownish-yellow hue assembled from rubble burst from the soil.


    They either swung their fists, smashing the approaching demonic dogs against the protruding rocks, pulverizing them into mush, or uprooted nearby trees, large enough to embrace a person, flinging the encroaching demonic dogs into the air amidst swirling branches and wood shavings.


    "Boom!"


    In the rising dust clouds, these robust giants stood amidst the splattered flesh and blood, like an indestructible wall, blocking successive waves of attacks from the magic beasts.


    Huh��


    Hera let out a long sigh of relief, slightly lifting her left hand from the ground.


    Although she had lost the Golden Apple Tree and the Sacred Garden, her comprehension of Mother Earth''s Divine Authority had deepened further, even to the extent that she could easily summon Earth Guardians to fight for her.


    It seems that losing something isn''t necessarily a bad thing.


    Queen Hera, with an epiphany, tightened her grip on the somewhat trembling little hands of the three Nymphs, her bright eyes brimming with gentleness and encouragement.


    Hum!


    The Earth Guardians, sensing something, raised their hands and clasped the air. Under the trembling of the Aether in the atmosphere, their hands gathered Volcanic Stone Spears, and their bodies exuded an even more intense essence and charm of the earth.


    The nurturing Mother Earth needs a heart filled with compassion.


    Boom!


    But at that moment, a dark golden crescent arc slashed across the sky, ferociously piercing through several Earth Guardians like a heavy serpentine beast hunting its prey.


    With the explosion of the dark golden arc of light, a strong sense of distortion shockwaved and spread around.


    Crack!


    Embedded with the grating sound of shattering, the immobilized Earth Guardians, from the waist up, slowly slid off and crashed to the ground with a heavy thud, raising a thick cloud of dust.


    Whiz!


    Simultaneously, a brilliantly shining silver light arrow, tearing through the air with a sharp sound, struck the ground before the Earth Guardians, rippling out tangible waves of light, melting the surrounding Earth Guardians along with the gathered magic beasts into floating ashes.


    This is... the power of the Chief God!


    Hera realized the Authority it contained, and looked up at the series of towering and fierce gigantic figures above the sea, her expression changing dramatically.


    The Giant Spirit Clan...


    More precisely, Giants who had inherited the Authority of the Titan Chief Gods!


    From among several Giants bearing the Divine Emblem, Hera recognized the aura of the one who had just attacked, her eyes clouding over.


    The God of Radiance, Hyperion, and...


    "Finally, I have found you, my dear daughter."


    A deep, chilling voice came through, as the King of the Giants, Alcyoneus, looked up towards Hera in the woods, a sinister sneer emanating from the crown-like Divine Emblem behind him.


    Hearing that familiar title, nightmarish memories flooded her mind, turning Hera''s face deathly pale.


    ��The Divine King Kronos, he has returned!


    "Boom!"


    Just as Hera''s heart sank to the abyss, billions of lightning bolts brewed in the distant sky and exploded, their unrivaled power tearing a triple-headed Poison Dragon to shreds.


    Fragmented scales and chunks of flesh, large and small, fell like raindrops into the sea.


    The potent venom contained within spread out, dissolving hundreds of Sea Beasts and Divine Monsters into pools of pus and blood.


    "We''ve... we''ve killed it..."


    Within the lightning, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon lowered its head, gasping heavily, its body covered with rending wounds and its silver scales dimmed, clearly severely weakened.


    After all, that was the Demon Ancestor Typhon, once a Divine King alongside Kronos and Zeus.


    It took her a combination of fighting and consumption, and finally employing her most powerful Spells, to barely destroy the body of the triple-headed Poison Dragon.


    Although she was badly hurt in the process, Hera had won in the end.


    Having dealt with the main culprit, the riffraff blocking the way around should quiet down, shouldn''t they?


    No! The Magic Beasts did not flee or evacuate!


    In the rustling sound of friction, Hera looked at the still-emerging groups of Sea Monsters and Magic Beasts, and, disregarding her perilous situation, turned her head and shouted up at Ladon in midair.


    "Be careful! It''s still alive!"


    "Buzz!"


    But as soon as the words fell, a crimson blood light shot up from the sea where the three-headed Poison Dragon lay dead, casting itself onto Ladon in midair with the speed of lightning.


    Not good!


    Ladon realized the danger and tried to shake off the eerie blood color.


    However, it was too late, and a violent, sinister, insane consciousness, along with the envelopment of blood light, surged into her brain, rapidly eroding her entire mental world.


    "Hahahaha! Perfect Divine Power, complete Divinity, back, everything is back!"


    In the midst of wild laughter, dazzling blood light emerged from Ladon''s body, the silver scales were tinted black inch by inch, her originally delicate and slender figure gradually became tense and ferocious, and the spirit in her vertical pupils was swallowed one by one by that mad and domineering consciousness.


    The Giants succeeded!


    Seeing this scene, the Giants could not help but cheer and jump for joy, then excitedly looked toward Hera, who had become cornered like a trapped animal in the forest.


    By capturing this Queen of Olympus and sacrificing her to the Divine King Kronos, further releasing the Divinity and Authority of the Titan Gods, the military might of the Giant Spirit Clan would be unstoppable, collectively restoring the glory of the Old Gods!


    Imagining that glorious future, the Giants propelled the Magic Beasts toward Hera and her three companions in the forest.


    At this moment, a terrifying Aether Storm blew from the ocean, flinging the Magic Beasts and Giants approaching Hera and her group several kilometers away.


    A hundred-headed dragon, with red and black aura swirling around it, smashed into the ranks of the Giants like Meteorites, forcefully blasting a path.


    "Go! Hurry... go!"


    Among the hundred heads, the only silver head left twisted backwards, growling at Hera and the three Nymphs through clenched teeth.


    Hera understood that this was the will left by Ladon, and also the last thing she could do for them right now.


    The once exalted Queen, deeply looked one last time at the silver dragon head that was gradually being tainted black, her tightly clenched teeth drawing blood, dragged the three Nymphs and turned around, rushing toward the vast Sea of Chaos.


    "Pff!"


    However, before taking a few steps, a brutal sound of flesh tearing came from behind; a delicate silver-white dragon head was bitten off brutally from the neck by the rest of the black heads, and was thrown to the ground.


    "You wish to die, I will fulfill you, abomination!"


    Typhon lifted his giant claw and mercilessly stomped toward the head containing Ladon''s consciousness.


    A figure, faster than him, swept away the head like lightning.


    "Very well, very well, daring to come back!"


    At this time, a towering, fierce figure blocked Queen Hera''s path.


    In the crest resembling a crown, the phantom of Divine King Kronos fused with the body of Giant Spirit King Alcyoneus, bursting out with a sinister laugh.


    "Thinking of escaping? Can you escape? Let me, as your father, love you dearly!"


    As he spoke, a scythe made from Volcanic Stone emerged in the palm of the Giant Spirit King Alcyoneus, chopping toward Hera, while the now gradually controlled new body of Demon Ancestor Typhon also took flight, sinisterly looking at the head belonging to Ladon in Hera''s arms.


    In the pincer attack of the two ghostly fathers, the two daughters had nowhere to escape, the end of the road in sight.


    Was it all... over?


    Hera tightened her hold on Ladon''s head in her arms and pursed her lips.


    The daughter of the Titans, the Queen of Olympus, was not yet reduced to begging others for mercy to survive.


    She clearly was not afraid of death, but why was there a sense of unease and fear in her heart?


    "Swoosh!"


    A spear as withered as a branch, gleaming with a hundred zhang of prodigious light, shot through the boundless sea fog, piercing and nailing the Giant Spirit King Alcyoneus with its shoulder to the stone wall behind.


    A figure as dazzling as a gem, lightly stepped forward, spreading golden wings to shield in front of Hera.


    Steady as a rock, firm as a mountain.


    The Queen looked at the figure before her, the answer to her doubts seemingly found, her face blooming with a radiant smile.


    Her hero, had truly come.

 Chapter 555 57: A Fathers Love Like a Landslide

    On the nameless deserted island.


    Luo En unexpectedly repelled King Alcyoneus of the Giant Spirit Clan and immediately pushed the power of his [Labyrinth] to the extreme, constructing a temporary safe barrier. Only then did he find a moment to cast a concerned glance at Hera standing behind him and said,


    "How are you doing? Are you alright?"


    "I''m still holding on."


    Hera struggled to stabilize the chaotic energy within her, her bright eyes softly fixated on the sturdy figure in front of her, a graceful smile spreading across her beautiful face.


    "Hey, can you two chat later? I think I can still be saved..."


    As the atmosphere grew subtly charged, the silver dragon head in Hera''s arms raised its eyelids, looking resentfully towards the couple with a listless complaint.


    Luo En and Hera snapped back to reality, quickly focusing their attention on Ladon, who was left with nothing but a head.


    It had to be said that, as Typhon''s eldest daughter, this hundred-headed dragon was incredibly tenacious; though she only had one part left, she still maintained the function of her life force and the stability of her consciousness.


    If it weren''t for her Divine Power and Divinity being nearly exhausted, she might have been able to regenerate quickly.


    "Hang in there, and once we return to Athens, I''ll help you reconstruct your body!"


    As Luo En spoke, he drew out two bottles of the Elixir of Immortality he had taken from the Medicine God''s cottage, crushed them, and stuffed them into Ladon''s mouth, using the contained vitality to sustain the dragon''s life.


    Given the dire situation, he, of course, didn''t have time to use a vast amount of Divinity and energy to restore Ladon to her former state, his priority was to figure out how to focus his strength to break through the siege and escape the perilous predicament.


    The Giant Spirit Clan, inheriting the Titan''s Divine Authority, and Demon Ancestor Typhon, who had obtained the perfect vessel...


    This was truly troubling!


    Luo En observed the Labyrinth Barrier before him disintegrating and felt a chill in his heart. He hastily handed the last Elixir of Immortality and two Energy Potions to Hera.


    "Quick!"


    Hera took the Magic Potion and drank it without hesitation.


    But as the Spiritual Liquid from the bottle entered her mouth, a trace of surprise flickered in the eyes of the queen of the gods.


    Golden Apple flavor?


    Remembering the unusual production of Golden Apples in the Sacred Garden, Hera lowered her bright eyes, her gaze growing complex as she looked at Ladon''s head in her arms and the figure standing in front of her.


    "Watch out!"


    An urgent shout snapped the queen from her thoughts as an arm wrapped around her slender waist and swiftly retreated.


    "Boom!"


    At the same moment, a crimson, tens of meters wide stream of Aether shot through the air, brutally tearing apart the transparent screen created by the power of the Labyrinth, almost splitting the entire deserted island in two.


    In the erupting flames and billowing smoke, the pitch-black hundred-headed dragon squinted its serpentine pupils, watching ominously the uninvited arrivals on the island.


    "This scent... it''s you again!"


    The crumbling Temple of Typhon, the disintegrating Arcadian Beast Tide, the miscalculated confrontation at the Astrological Observatory... a flood of humiliating and resentful memories rose in Typhon''s mind as he, fully restored, let out an excited and vicious laugh.


    "Good! Very good! Let''s see how you escape this time!"


    The colossal and ferocious dragon body took to the sky, and hundreds of Magic Circle Diagrams began to form in front of each dragon head, compressing the red and black Magic Power to its limit, its terrifying force causing the surrounding space to start distorting slightly.


    The next moment, thousands of Aether streams tore through the sky, raining down on the entire island like a dense meteor shower.


    The crimson light bands illuminated the entire sky, filling every corner, before descending equally upon every living being''s head.


    No matter if they were giants, gods, or Magic Beasts!


    Under this indiscriminate barrage, the Magic Beasts and giants arriving on the island were truly unfortunate, disintegrating into chunks of flesh, then vaporizing into blood mists that flowed back into Demon Ancestor Typhon''s body, serving as nutrients for his further attacks and evolution.


    Sensing Typhon''s ever-rising momentum and Divinity within, Luo En''s eyelids twitched, and he immediately invoked the powers of the [Goat] and the [Phoenix] to the extreme, cradling Hera as they dodged through the dense Aether streams.


    Fortunately, Ladon was more magic-oriented, while Typhon preferred close combat.


    Thus, even though the Demon Ancestor had taken over and assimilated his daughter''s body, it was somewhat awkward for him to use, making the pervasive Magic Beams not as flexible or precise as they could be.


    Soon, Luo En, with extreme speed and agility, broke through to the edge of the area covered by the barrage.


    However, just as he tried to take Hera and dive into the Sea of Chaos, a majestic figure stood firm in front, sweeping a heavy scythe made of Volcanic Stone towards them with a whoosh.


    The crescent edge flung from the blade effortlessly sliced through space, as if intending to split the mortal world.


    Feeling that unstoppable sharpness, Luo En didn''t dare to face it head-on, crossing his arms in front of him while chanting divine words at a rapid pace.


    "����Strong and mighty Fire of Light, the most powerful in all Origin, I offer you wine and verse!"


    In an instant, a golden, dancing flame emerged on his chest like a beacon dispelling cold and lighting up darkness, eliciting a feeling of warmth; a silver stream of light then covered his entire body, solidifying into tangible form, and transformed into a Sacred Robe altar.


    At the same time, constellations in the sky lit up one after another, with streams of starlight falling from the heavens, converging in front of Luo En to form a barricade of light.


    "Bang!"


    The crescent edge and the starlight barricade collided and shattered together like glass, sending fragments flying, tearing open dark chasms in the chaotic sky.

 Chapter 556 57: A Fathers Love Like a Landslide_2

    Although Luo En successfully neutralized this attack, he and Hera were pushed back to the shattered and desolate island once again.


    On the shoreline, Alcyoneus, the King of the Giants, lowered the heavy scythe in his hand and looked ominously at the two on the island; one of his eyes radiated its original golden color while the other was pitch black like ink.


    "My dear daughter, why are you running?"


    At these words, Hera''s body shuddered involuntarily, as if stirred by a terrifying memory.


    Luo En also guessed the answer from Alcyoneus''s current oddity and Hera''s reaction.


    ��Kronos had possessed him.


    It looked like the graces bestowed on the Giant Spirit Clan by the old one were indeed harboring ill intentions.


    Luo En snorted coldly to himself, but the gloom in his heart had thickened profoundly.


    It wasn''t enough to have a Demon Ancestor Typhon with a perfect vessel; the Divine King Kronos also decided to join the fray.


    He was now attended by two Divine King level monsters, a treatment not even the previous Zeus had enjoyed.


    "I''ll cover the rear! You find a way to open the path!"


    Accompanied by a subdued murmur, Hera continuously drew the Heart-seeking Bow, turning several swooping Poison Dragons into a pile of mutilated flesh.


    Thanks to the nourishment of the Magic Potion, even if her injuries weren''t fully healed, her Divine Power had mostly restored.


    Although psychologically intimidated to confront Kronos, who had once swallowed her, she was still capable of dealing with the charging Magic Beasts and Giants by delaying Typhon''s offensive rhythm.


    Sensing the delicate touch behind him, Luo En nodded slightly, curled his finger towards one side, and grasped, causing the dead-branch-like long spear stuck in the rock wall to buzz and fly back to its owner.


    With the return of the Divine Artifact, he immediately stimulated his Divinity to the utmost and charged directly at Kronos blocking the shoreline.


    The Nation-building Spear ignited fierce crimson flames, like wildfire stars, staining the chaotic marine region with a bright crimson.


    However, Kronos, taking possession in the body of King Alcyoneus, proved to be even more difficult to handle than Luo En had imagined.


    As ancient Titans, one had Authority but lacked a fitting vessel, and the other possessed a body but lacked corresponding Authority; their combination resulted in an effect greater than the sum of their parts.


    And the heavy scythe in the opponent''s hand, forged by Mother Goddess Gaea, was incomparably sharp, capable of easily severing even the Heavenly Father Uranos''s genitals.


    Luo En''s currently makeshift Divine Body naturally could not withstand the edge of this Divine Artifact.


    What''s more fatal, Kronos was not alone; he was also leading a large number of Giants.


    Among these Giants, there were also those who had inherited the Divine Authorities of the Twelve Titans.


    Luo En carefully counted, and there were nine Giants who had mastered the Chief God''s Divine Authority, exactly the number of the main Titans except for the Goddess of Justice Themis and the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne!


    Could it be that those vanished Old Titans had all rallied under Kronos''s command?


    The more Luo En fought, the more alarmed he became, and after about a hundred moves, he was unexpectedly cleaved back onto the desolate island by Kronos, taking advantage of his strength and size.


    As dust filled the air, Luo En leaned on the Nation-building Spear to stand up from the deep crater, his Sacred Robe already disintegrated due to the blow''s impact.


    Meanwhile, Hera, who was responsible for delaying Typhon and the group of Magic Beasts, had also reached her limit, clutching her slightly bleeding abdomen, gasping heavily and swaying.


    The Demon Ancestor had indeed boasted the proud feats of defeating eleven Olympian Chief Gods on his own and now, with a perfectly compatible vessel back on the surface, he was even more formidable, far beyond what Hera could handle.


    That Hera had managed to hold on until now was already a miracle.


    When it rains, it pours; before the two could catch a breath after reuniting, a patch of water mist erupted in golden light on the distant chaotic sea surface.


    A Golden Aquarius, enveloped by gathered starlight and carrying three nymphs, surfaced amidst the siege of a large group of sea beasts, visibly developing cracks at a visible speed.


    Before the mouth of the vase, the Goddess of Youth, Hebei, dressed in a golden battle robe, became very anxious upon seeing this.


    "Why is she also here?"


    Hera looked towards her daughter in a dangerous position on the surface of the sea, her face a mix of astonishment.


    "It was too urgent; I needed her to lead the way for me..."


    Luo En replied solemnly, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.


    "Though I gave her a Sacred Robe to protect herself and asked her to quickly leave with the three nymphs she encountered on the way, it seems she still couldn''t escape."


    For safety, he had sent out the Aquarius Sacred Robe allied with Hebei on the way here.


    This daughter of Queen Hera truly possessed remarkable talents and divine power, well-capable of controlling the Sacred Robe.


    But usually at Olympus, she was only tasked with duties like serving wine; her combat experience and skills were pitifully inadequate.


    And thrown directly into battle, she encountered the allied forces of Demon Ancestor Typhon and Divine King Kronos; even such an exceptional princess couldn''t withstand the siege of numerous magic beasts and giants in the Chaotic Sea.


    Seeing that a full retreat was now a luxury, Hera steeled herself, lifted her hand, and dispatched Ladon''s head, her gaze resolute.


    "You take them and go; I''ll cover our retreat!"


    "Alright!"


    Luo En nodded emphatically, slapping Hera on the shoulder.


    She agreed? So quickly?


    Hera was slightly startled, feeling a sense of inexplicable loss in her heart.


    However, the next moment, her body soared into the air, plummeting towards Hebei and the others in the sea like an arrow leaving the bow.


    Listening to the howling wind by her ears, Hera glanced towards the smiling figure waving at her from the desolate island, and suddenly realized.


    This bastard, he actually tricked me!


    And Luo En, having successfully sent his lover away, ignored the distant, resentful, and complicated gazes, turned to face the belated realization of Typhon and Kronos chasing after them, his hands grasping the Spear of Nation Creation, a radiant smile spreading across his face.


    "Gentlemen, over here!"


    Amidst the call, a web of ice cracks rapidly covered his entire body, and the raging boil of divine power and divinity burst forth as a fierce blaze from the cracks.


    Typhon and Kronos instinctively turned their heads to look, suddenly noticing on the barren island the glowing human form that shone like a merging star.


    This kid''s going to... self-destruct?


    "To punish the guilty, to bring death to life, with my body, I offer it as a sacrifice..."


    In the midst of his low chanting, already covered in luminous lines, Luo En raised his hand, making a cheerful V-sign towards Typhon and Kronos, who were in the same frame.


    "Come on, cheese!"


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, a massive mushroom cloud soared up, and the huge forms of Typhon and Kronos bore the brunt, their bodies continuously torn and reborn in the violent tide of magic power.


    Torn again, reborn again...

 Chapter 557 58: I Cant Let Her Remain a Widow Anymore! (Two updates total 6.7k)

    It was unclear how much time had passed when two colossal figures, half skeletons of pure white and half charred flesh, heavily fell upon the churning sea surface.


    The original deserted island, along with the thousands of Magic Beasts upon it, had evaporated due to the sudden explosion.


    Looking at the dead silence and desolation at the center of the explosion, a surge of hot blood rushed into Hera''s brain, overwhelming all reason with gushing emotions.


    "No!"


    Crying like a blood-weeping cuckoo over the sea, Yet, the response to this queen of the heavens was only the roaring of the surging waves, and...


    the squelching noise of flesh wriggling!


    The giant wielding a sickle and the dragon with only half its head left rose from the sea. Their bodies, nearly half destroyed, rapidly regenerated under the rhythm of the Divine King''s Authority.


    Similarly, the nine giants who had inherited the Chief God''s Authority were also reassembling their bodies under the glow of the Divine Emblem.


    Under the cover of these towering companions, most of the outer Magic Beasts and giants had also successfully withstood the self-destruction.


    After all, the explosion of a Chief God and that of deities are worlds apart in power.


    "Bugs!"


    "Abominations!"


    Enjoying the same treatment as Zeus, Typhon and Kronos, enduring the itchiness of regenerating flesh, couldn''t help but curse at some dishonorable opponent.


    "Truly should be dead!"


    "The ones who should be dead are you!"


    On the sea surface, Hera, who had just learned elegance and tolerance, now had eyes nearly bursting with rage, unheedingly poured her divine power into the Heart-seeking Bow and arrows, shooting repeatedly at Typhon and Kronos, the two main culprits of disaster.


    However, facing the two Old God kings and the nine Titan Chiefs, this resistance was doomed to be pitiful and powerless.


    The arrows transformed from thunderbolts, hadn''t flown a few miles before being negated by the dense crowds of Sea Beasts and giants they encountered.


    Even so, Hera had no intention of retreating or fleeing; instead, her eyes red, she charged toward the thickest cluster of Magic Beasts and giants.


    "Mother, let''s go! We won''t make it if we don''t leave now!"


    Hebei hurriedly flew over and embraced his mother, who was about to charge forward.


    That reckless defiance, it felt somehow familiar, yet strange.


    It was just like every time she heard that Father God Zeus was having an affair, chasing lovers in the Lower Realm, acting completely out of control, oblivious to everything else.


    But now, something was different...


    "Capture them alive!"


    Typhon and Kronos, looking at the pair of mother and daughter on the sea, snarled with malicious glee as they issued their command.


    By sacrificing blood from the same lineage to them, their power and Authority would be further unleashed.


    As for familial love?


    Being gods who devoured their own children and like beasts that fed on their own kind, these two ghastly fathers never harbored such a concept.


    As the Magic Beasts and giants crowded around and his perpetually struggling mother clasped in his arms, Hebei''s heart turned ice-cold.


    This was it...


    Just as a swarm of Magic Beasts and giants was about to engulf that fragile glimmer of gold on the sea surface, a misty divine utterance came from the ether, poetic and melodious.


    "Proclaim:


    I govern slaughter, I govern life;


    I harm, I heal..."


    This was��


    Listening to that familiar voice resonating in her mind, Hera abruptly stopped struggling and looked up following the sound.


    Upon the sea surface, amidst a flurry of swirling Chaos, streaks of golden-red Divine Blood floated undispersed, tracing a perfect circle.


    ��A Summoning Array!


    Hera''s originally vacant eyes were instantly filled with ecstasy.


    At the same time, realizing the anomaly, Typhon and Kronos looked together at the area covered by the golden-red bloodlight, abruptly coming to a realization.


    It wasn''t self-destruction, but sacrifice!


    That person had sacrificed himself to summon something more powerful!


    Feeling the divinity in the Summoning Array climbing steadily, the two Divine Kings, in unison, pulsed with Authority and charged toward that area of transformation.


    This must be destroyed!


    "What cannot transcend is in my palm,


    What cannot flee is under my gaze,


    What cannot resist is my spear''s blade!"


    However, a pale hand like jade had already passed through the Summoning Array formed of Divine Blood and, amid the solemn chanting, grasped the withered branch-like spear that had fallen into the sea.


    "Trust in me, learn from me, follow me;


    Anoint with oil and mark with a brand, grant the righteous forgiveness, and the wicked punishment;


    By the precious blood of the lamb, found the blade of judgment,


    ��Revelation of All Things��, now revealed!"


    Accompanied by the lasting echoes, a figure with golden wings crossed spaces, lightly stepping forward, the spear in hand catalyzed by fire and light, transforming into a great flaming palm tree, unleashing the powers of destruction and desolation in all directions.


    Aether factors wildly converged around, and red-black inverted crosses of light, emerged point-first from the withered branch-like spear.


    "Crack~!"


    In an instant, the surging Aether torrent collapsed around the spear tip to its utmost limit, then exploded violently. Everything in its path was affected: space shattered, time stalled, starlight perished, and dazzling colors formed blinding halos. The world was plunged into a chaos where day and night became indistinguishable, returning to the primal chaos.


    Thick beams of light shot out in all directions, plunging into the ocean to carve unfathomably deep chasms; sweeping across the land, cleaving mountains and severing rivers; slicing through the sky, dispersing the clouds...


    Under the impact of the explosion, thousands of Magic Beasts and nearby giants were reduced to ashes.


    Even the Divine Kings, Typhon and Kronos, were forced to temporarily retreat from this blinding brilliance.


    "We meet again, the two of you."


    The deity who arrived lifted the flaming spear in his hand, looking at Typhon and Kronos with the friendly smile of an old friend not seen for years.


    It''s you again!


    Typhon and Kronos, looking at the figure before them, as persistent as a lingering ghost, and recognizing that familiar aura, felt their teeth itch with hatred.


    The little brat who had tricked them into making agreements in the Elysian Fields!


    It turned out that from start to finish, the one who hindered them, who deceived them, was the same person!


    New grudges added to old ones, the two Divine Kings'' eyes burned with fury as they roared through gritted teeth.


    "You little brat, you are doomed today!"


    "Zeus used to say the same thing, truly a family..."


    Luo En sighed and shook his head, twelve divine crests forming a perfect ring behind him, like a blazing white crown.


    Chief God?


    Kronos and Typhon, sensing the power exceeding limits within him, first paused, then scoffed and shook their heads.


    "You might have been able to defeat Zeus of now, but that doesn''t mean you can overcome us as we are now!"


    "Being able to defeat one of us doesn''t mean you can defeat both of us!"


    In reality, as the Chief God of destiny, Zeus was under the greatest restrictions by the Covenant of Fate.


    But Kronos and Typhon, already existing in opposition to fate, although constrained by the covenant of The Three Fates, were degraded only to a limited extent, far beyond what a typical Chief God could easily conquer.


    Given this trade-off, even if Zeus were to cast down his incarnate spirit, he would likely still be overwhelmed by them.


    This was precisely why they dared to incite the Cottus clan to assault Olympus.


    It was also for this reason that Zeus and the gods of Olympus needed to harness the power of humans and Hercules'' force of fate to stand a chance in their battle against the Giants.


    Now, the Zeus they deemed a worthy opponent had yet to show himself; a mere Chief God wanting to challenge their grand army formed by two Divine Kings seemed far too presumptuous.


    Even with the rank of a Chief God, he was no match!


    Kronos touched his face where flesh was rapidly healing, pointed to the nine giants behind him who had inherited the Divine Authority of the Titans, and began to laugh menacingly.


    "Heh, Chief God? We''ve got plenty here..."


    With two Divine Kings possessing the attribute of Immortality and nine Chief Gods, along with an endless number of Immortal Magic Beasts and giants, they could grind down their opponent in this desolate sea of chaos!


    Luo En nodded with a smile in agreement, then spoke leisurely.


    "Hmm, Chief Gods, I''ve got plenty here as well."


    "?"


    As Kronos and Typhon stared in astonishment, Luo En gently raised his arms as if embracing the entire sky.


    This world, covered by chaos, was explored and illuminated by twinkling starlight.


    Initially just a point, like a meteor slicing through the sky, dragging a long and bright tail.


    The agile figures descended from the highest reaches of the sky, or broke through the chaotic firmament, with a purposeful plummet.


    The sky grew deep and enigmatic, then like a starry sea slowly surfaced, its light still dim.


    The next second, all the stars were lit one by one, beginning their descent.


    Countless long and bright trails existed like flames, brilliantly illuminating the expansive night sky in unison.


    Unlike Typhon''s bands of light that burned the world, it was a more magnificent, advancing beauty.


    When the first streak of starlight fell to the ocean surface, a high declaration echoed through the Star River.


    "The enemy is before us, gods of Olympus, here, claim your victory!"


    The purple-haired Goddess, holding the Divine Shield and the Spear of Victory, mounted on a majestic Pegasus, dive-bombed from the starry sky.


    Thousands of Pegasus knights holding Spears also stepped out of the starlight, clustering around their Goddess, charging forward.


    The overwhelming army of giants was brutally torn apart in formation, retreating step by step.


    "You are, silver of Rapid Shot!"


    "You are, Piercing Star of Gold!"


    In the intermingled shouts of men and women, day and night shared the sky, as torrential light arrows descended from above, nailing the poison dragon gathering in the sky and the Divine Monsters emerging from the sea on the spot.


    The God of Light, Apollo, driving the Griffin chariot, and the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, driving the Golden Deer Chariot, encircled from the flanks.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!


    Immediately after, the sharp sound of flapping wings came through, and the battling Nymphs wielding bows flew past, advancing over the chaotic seas, clearing swarming monsters along their path.


    Behind them, countless golden starbursts fell, light sand scattered, and figures in blue, silver, and gold Sacred Robes began to appear, calmly unfolding their barriers, spells, and domains.


    Bathed in the celestial meteor shower, Luo En leisurely stretched out his arms, seriously looking towards the astonished Kronos and Typhon on the other side.


    "Gentlemen, I too can summon help."


    Seeing the endless starlight falling from the sky, Kronos and Typhon''s faces turned extremely grim.

 Chapter 558 59: Will the Lady Offer Herself for the Pillow Mat Tonight?

    "In this paradise, where all things grow��thou art the cultivator of the bountiful stars!"


    In a gentle and loving chant, a noblewoman wearing a golden circular crown stepped light-footed from the dazzling starlight, her right hand plucked a stalk of golden grain from the Horn of Plenty cradled in her arms and elegantly cast it towards the sea.


    Hum!


    As the seeds fell like meteors into the sea and the nearby shattered desolate islands, vibrant green ripples spread, and a myriad of plants like seaweed and kelp grew wildly. The forests and dried grass crackled continuously, and intertwining vines and branches grew in all directions, binding and entangling the nearby Sea Beasts and giants, then piercing and ripping them apart.


    The entire Sea of Chaos seemed alive, tearing, devouring, and digesting the tide-like gathering of monsters. Yet the same spreading greenery that fell upon humans, demigods, and deities continuously healed their damaged bodies and restored their spent magic power.


    ��Agriculture God Demeter!


    Another one!


    Without hesitation, Typhon and Kronos gritted their teeth and issued the command.


    "Retreat! Quick, retreat!"


    They had only just found suitable vessels and could not immediately exert their full strength, needing time to get accustomed and settled.


    Even with the aid of nine Titan chiefs and a large number of giants and Magic Beasts, facing the fully prepared army of Olympus and that strange brat, they might not gain any advantage.


    For now, it was indeed wiser to retreat.


    Typhon and Kronos exchanged glances and together mobilized their authority.


    In an instant, dozens of typhoons rose from the sea, reaching heaven and earth like angry dragons, their black currents forming chaotic curtains that kept the falling stars at bay.


    Meanwhile, Kronos raised his arms high and swung the scythe forged from volcanic stone with all his might.


    The red-black arcs tore through tens of thousands of meters of seawater, cutting through the crust below and opening up a dark and gloomy passage.


    A host of intelligent giants and high-ranking Magic Beasts decisively leaped into it, heading deep into the earth.


    "Wait and see, we will be back!"


    Seeing that their subordinates had completed the retreat, Typhon and Kronos left a harsh statement and also leaped into the fissure.


    By the time the crowd overcame the typhoon curtain, the split open sea had already collapsed and slid down, submerging and concealing the entrance to the fissure once again.


    "Don''t even think about escaping!"


    The second-generation Goddess of Justice Astraea, dressed in the Libra Sacred Robe, immediately took hold of her Sword of Judgment, filled with her usual fervor, ready to pursue the fleeing enemy into the sea.


    The youthful Goddess Hebei was instantly inspired by such momentum and subconsciously charged forward as well.


    However, a pair of hands from behind suddenly grabbed them both.


    "Chase what? Come back!"


    Luo En glared at them both, his face covered in black lines.


    Astraea, somewhat indignant, complained to her former friend, "We outnumber them, why not pursue? Shouldn''t we eradicate evil completely, isn''t that what you taught me?"


    Luo En replied with an expressionless face, "Then take a look behind you..."


    Astraea instinctively turned her head and was startled to find that the stars in the sky had stopped falling without her notice.


    Seeing only the tens of thousands of people in the mixed troop on the sea surface, as well as the four isolated Chief Gods��Apollo, Artemis, Athena, and Demeter��she scratched her head in confusion.


    "What about the reinforcements behind us?"


    "What reinforcements? It''s just us..."


    Athena jumped down from Pegasus and responded with an annoyed tone.


    "But you just mentioned ''the deities of Olympus''..." Astraea said, then slapped her forehead, realizing as she looked at Luo En and Athena exchanging glances, "You were bluffing!"


    "What else?" Luo En rolled his eyes and shook his head, a hand to his forehead, "Did you really think I could summon all twelve of the Olympian Gods to the Sea of Chaos in such a short amount of time?"


    The laws of the Sea of Chaos are inherently chaotic, and the divinity of deities is greatly constrained here.


    Even if he, through the Great Sacrifice, established spatial coordinates, allowing his true form to descend upon this place at the fastest speed, and summoned heroes far and wide to assist in battle, it wouldn''t be possible to gather all the Main Gods of Olympus.


    After all, the gods have both cooperation and competition over the pursuit of faith; they are not purely of one mind.


    Plus, in such a short time, even if all twelve Olympian Gods received his call, those who could come might not be willing, and those willing might not arrive in time.


    Therefore, the only reinforcements that Luo En had been able to contact first were Athena and Artemis.


    Apollo had come because of his sister Artemis and the favor owed to Thessaly, and the Agriculture God Demeter came because of Euphony''s face, as well as the favor from last time in Arcadia...


    Athena, Artemis, Apollo, Demeter, along with the wounded Hera, added up to only five Main Gods on their side.


    Even if Luo En, the outlier, could withstand the combined force of Typhon and Kronos, the remaining nine Titan chiefs and a horde of high-ranking Magic Beasts would be enough to trouble their seemingly powerful but actually fragile side.


    Moreover...


    "Cough cough~~"


    Accompanied by a series of suppressed coughs, a hint of golden-red blood spilled from Luo En''s mouth, his complexion turning an unhealthy pale.


    "You''re injured?" Hera quickly supported the arm of her young lover, her face full of concern.


    Luo En patted the back of Hera''s hand and comforted her softly, "It''s okay, I just used up too much energy."


    Although this sounded understated, Hera felt the slight void and weakness from that arm and couldn''t help pursing her cherry lips tightly.


    Her little lover, upon receiving her call for help, had raced over from Thessaly without stopping. First, he fiercely fought a battle with Typhon and Kronos, the two Old God kings, and then he detonated his avatar and offered a grand sacrifice, summoning his true form and a large number of reinforcements...


    Such intense consumption would overwhelm even a Chief God.


    Moreover, to establish a clear and vast transportation coordinate over the Sea of Chaos, he might have willingly or unwillingly damaged part of his soul when he detonated his avatar.


    But despite such a steep price, such an adverse situation, he still came.


    Luo En...


    Understanding everything, Hera gazed tenderly at her little lover, her eyes filled with an indescribable fervor and affection.


    Hebei, standing to the side and watching the two nearly clinging together, was momentarily stunned, his gaze gradually turning strange.


    The way Mother is looking at him, it doesn''t seem all that pure, does it?


    "Ahem!"


    Feeling the temperature around them rising unusually, Luo En quickly coughed a few times, and he and Hera slightly distanced themselves, steering the conversation back on track.


    "Typhon and Kronos have retreated. They could realize they''ve been tricked at any moment. We should leave here first."


    Everyone nodded in agreement and proceeded through the Starry Sky Gate, returning to War God Mountain.


    With the arrival in a safe environment, Luo En finally relaxed slightly. After giving his heartfelt thanks to the allies who had come to assist, he spoke solemnly.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, Typhon has joined forces with Kronos. They have drained the Sacred Garden of its resources and obtained the ''Immortal'' Golden Apple. They now possess containers that perfectly match their divinity. The powers of the Old Gods are now beyond what a single city-state, a single deity can counter. We need to consolidate all our forces as soon as possible and unite against this threat."


    "What are your thoughts?" Athena asked, stepping forward to offer her assistance.


    "Before I left, I had already called for all the city-states to make sacrifices and informed the Olympian gods about the return of the Old Gods, hoping to form an alliance to discuss how to deal with the Old Gods."


    Athena nodded and sought the opinions of the other Chief Gods gathered at the Sea of Chaos.


    "There''s no time to waste. Today, we must quickly notify all deities to assemble, and then tomorrow we shall convene a Divine Authority meeting on War God Mountain!"


    The gods pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement. They then rose from their seats and stepped out of the Great Hall, calling their Lesser Deities, demigods, and heroes to gather, and preparing all the city-states for conflict.


    As the organizer of this Divine Authority meeting, Athena had an even heavier burden.


    As the assembly dispersed, she summoned her Holy Warriors one by one, began to strengthen the defenses of Athens, and conveyed messages about the Old Gods gathering and the upcoming Divine Authority meeting to all Chief Gods and city-states.


    Hundreds of owls with letters took flight in all directions. Squadrons of knights riding on Pegasus patrolled the movements of the Old Gods. The Academy of Athens also started planning strategies and stockpiling for battle...


    The entire city of Athens operated like a well-oiled machine under the command of the Goddess of Wisdom, working efficiently and swiftly.


    Seeing Athena fully engrossed in her work, Luo En tactfully left the Great Temple, planning to return alone to his residence with Hestia for some rest and recovery.


    As Hera had thought, the grand sacrifice through the detonation of his avatar and the two consecutive fierce battles had indeed taken a toll on him. He needed a good rest.


    The room door creaked open; Luo En''s foot hung in mid-air as he was about to step across the threshold.


    Then, he silently withdrew his leg, quickly turned around, and dashed towards the yard like an arrow released from its bow.


    But a hand was faster than him, grabbing his shoulder firmly before he could flee.


    The next moment, a certain participant was violently pulled into a dark room, and Queen Hera forcefully pressed him down onto the dining table, like a dish about to be devoured.


    Looking into those fiercely passionate eyes, Luo En couldn''t help but swallow hard.


    "How about we skip tonight, I just got hurt."


    "That''s why I asked Demeter for a Magic Potion that restores energy and heals injuries. Here, let me feed you..."


    As Hera spoke, she took out a jar of greenish-pink porridge, took a sip herself, then gathered her long hair behind her with a seductive glance, lowered her beautiful head, and fed the porridge into her little lover''s mouth.


    A sweet and silky warmth flowed down the patient''s throat, warming his stomach and stirring his heartstrings.


    After a few repetitions, Luo En could no longer hold back. He flipped over, pinned the seductive Queen Hera onto the dining table, and fiercely raised his hand.


    "Like to play this game, huh?"


    "Smack!"


    Along with a crisp tremor, Hera writhed in feeble resistance, like a proper lady about to be beset, uttering a provocative moan of both rejection and invitation.


    "No, don''t do this..."


    "Keep screaming. They''re all busy with other things. Even if you scream your throat raw, no one will care!"


    "I am a married woman..."


    "Not even Zeus could stop me!"


    Luo En, too, quickly got into character, a sinister smile appearing on his face before he unabashedly started devouring the main course of the feast.


    A play about love and desire, coercion and being coerced, intensely unfolded in the dark room.

 Chapter 560 61: Bro treats you like family, and you play mind games with him?

    In front of the Great Temple, Luo En watched the Goddess of Wisdom being surrounded and admired by the people of Athens, adorning her like stars around the moon, and he shook his head with a light chuckle.


    It had to be said, even gods were not free from vanity, and Athena seemed to quite enjoy the sensation of being the center of attention.


    After muttering to himself, he lifted his gaze, looking past the Acropolis of Athens, toward the towering black typhoons over the Sea of Okeanos, his brows gradually furrowing.


    Were Typhon and Kronos preparing to make their move?


    Hopefully, there was still time...


    Amidst his silent murmur, the shepherd on the square took a step forward, his figure merging into a brilliant burst of light.


    ~~


    Sparta.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Apollo stood proudly atop the city walls, drawing his golden longbow, his biceps bulging as he shot several arrows filled with divine power to completely shatter the advancing tsunami.


    The water that leapt into the air, like a torrential downpour, brought with it fierce Sea Beasts that fell to the coastline, villages, and even onto the streets of the city-state.


    These bloodthirsty creatures, having just recovered from their daze, opened their huge mouths and thrashed about, snapping and biting wildly.


    In the blink of an eye, several nearby houses, as well as the unlucky townsfolk who had approached, fell victim to their onslaught.


    Immediately, the sounds of breaking beams, flesh being torn, and the screams of humans being crunched and chewed alive, resounded without cease.


    Looking out, the coastal area was engulfed in dust and smoke, as large pools of fresh blood stained the parched earth.


    In the streets and alleys, the people, tiny as ants, began to flee from their crumbling homes, seeking refuge from the rampaging Sea Beasts that had come ashore.


    Panic and chaos spread uncontrollably among the crowd.


    Clang! Clang! Clang!


    At that moment, the rhythmic clanging of weapons striking shields came from the main road, providing a steady strength to the frenzied and fearful hearts of the residents.


    Through the gaps between alleyways, the people of Sparta were struck to see that their two princes, who had been urgently recalled the day before, were now leading several squads of Spartan Solders with sword and shield in hand, swiftly moving in all directions, systematically eliminating the Sea Beasts that had fallen into the city.


    "First squad, throw your spears!"


    "Second squad, raise your shields, draw your swords, sweep the battlefield!"


    "Third squad, clear the way, rescue the people!"


    "Priests! Where are the Temple''s priests? Immediately repair the defensive charm on the outer wall, we can''t let these beasts enter the city en masse!"


    "..."


    Under the command of Princes Castor and Polux, the Spartan soldiers, arranged in phalanx formations, acted like a rotating killing machine, dismembering and slaughtering the Sea Beasts along their path.


    Princess Helen, garbed in golden armor, led the temple''s priests and priestesses in providing long-range magical suppression and support.


    Soon, the slippery bodily fluids of the ocean creatures, along with their foul-smelling blood, began to spread amidst the Spartan phalanxes'' sweep.


    The Spartans, after an initial panic, gradually calmed their unease and awakened their innate bravery.


    One by one, the young men returned to their homes, took down their shields and spears from the walls, and prepared their bows and arrows and long swords, spontaneously forming groups to cleanse the city streets and alleys of the remaining beasts.


    Eventually, when even the monsters within the city were dealt with, the spirited young men burst through the gates in high spirits, rushing to aid the afflicted villages and towns, taking the initiative to hunt.


    This was a city known for its fierce, warrior-filled community, with seven or eight out of ten being of a suitable age for combat. Once they were stabilized and had a firm leader, they could rapidly transform into a formidable war machine.


    ~~


    Arcadia.


    "Thou art, the Silver of Rapid Shot!"


    Artemis drew her bow to its full extent, solemnly chanting. Silver arrows streaked across the sky, forming a Magic Circle Diagram. One became two, two became four, and in a blink, thousands were formed, creating a dense light rain that instantly nailed the Magic Beasts running out from the deep mountains.


    Immediately afterward, the city gates opened, and the newly inaugurated Queen Atalanta, driving the golden-horned stag chariot granted by her patron deity, led twenty battle nymphs who grew up with her, along with the Divine Blood Guard assembled from within the city, in a charge.


    The Magic Beasts, already ravaged by a rain of arrows, were easily breached, divided, and annihilated.


    "Priests and priestesses, immediately prepare the summoning ritual. Call upon the forest deities and the Water Nymphs of the mountains��I want to know all the species, numbers, and movements of the Magic Beasts in the Arcadian Mountains! The moment a fully formed Beast Nest is spotted, mark its location for me right away!"


    Artemis on the city wall commanded with firm resolve while drawing her bow, and the priestesses of the Moon Temple tirelessly began their preparations.


    Meanwhile, the Hermes Trismegistus Sect alchemists, Dionysian Sect adherents, and Cult of Erebus devotees within the city climbed the walls with familiar ease, assuming roles of defense, magical support, and logistics healing among others.


    After the Beast Disaster they had experienced, all this had become routine for them.


    Thebes.


    As a holy land where the God of Wine had manifested twice, he had become the main object of worship for this city.


    Facing the surging waves along the coastline, a golden cup poured from the sky, its scarlet wine turning into golden Divine Liquid as it rained down on the earth, erecting a radiant barrier of light that warded off the tumultuous waves.


    Then, amidst the strong scent of wine, the Nine Muses and the Three Graces arrived, gracefully composing sharp inscriptions and playing a resounding battle hymn, killing the Sea Beasts that fell from the waves and fierce winds one after another.


    Simultaneously, starlight descended and Fedra, the fourth daughter of King Minos, led dozens of Dionysian maenads and a host of sect followers from War God Mountain to the city wall to help the people of Thebes hold the line.


    Corinth.


    The God of Travel and Trickery, Hermes, stood atop the city wall, raising the Caduceus, smelting rocks to raise barriers that blocked the waves from the sea surface. This elicited a round of cheers from the Corinthians.


    Hearing the praises like the waves of the sea, Hermes''s face lit up with a satisfied smile.


    Their King, Sisyphus, had deceived the God of Death and was the smartest and most rebellious of humans.


    Their people are known for their cunning and eloquence, despised by the surrounding city-states;


    Their commerce is prosperous and developed, skilled in trade and communication;


    This place, next to Arcadia, is the most suitable city-state for him to develop into a Holy Land.


    And after such a long period of hard cultivation, his faith had finally taken root here.


    One by one, the alchemists of Hermes took to the city walls amidst the surrounding and worship of the Corinthians, and began to construct spells in an orderly manner, clearing away the Sea Beasts that had been washed ashore.


    Serifos Island.


    The God of Love, Aphrodite, and her lover Adonis, created foam along the coast, giving birth to vegetation, and barely held back the raging waves that covered the sea.


    Although it was a bit strenuous, for the two deities, such an attack was still within the range of their defenses.


    And city-state kingdoms such as Eleusis, Calydon, Thracian, and the islands of Etna, under the call of their Chief Gods and Divine Blood Heroes, also began to mobilize their forces to respond to the disaster.


    But not all city-states'' prayers received a response.


    Meanwhile, in Thessaly.


    Cainis, with her left hand holding up a shield, smashed a saw-toothed flying fish''s brains, and with her right-hand spear hurled forward, nailed a several dozen meters long sea serpent with a whistle. She disdainfully wiped off the seaweed from her head, stepping forward.


    The King of Thessaly, driving a Bronze Chariot, stopped after dealing with the last Sea Beast in front of him.


    Telamon, serving as a co-driver, jumped off the chariot, casually pulled the spear out of the sea serpent''s Demon Core, and threw it back into Cainis''s arms.


    "The fight isn''t over; don''t throw your weapon away willy-nilly."


    "Tch, I don''t need you to teach me that. How is the sea?"


    Cainis caught the spear and, looking towards the misty sea, asked impatiently.


    Telamon looked towards the Sea of Okeanos, which was gradually calming down, and began to speak with slight relief.


    "No major problems, fortunately we kept these Sea Beasts and the flood out of the city, or Thessaly would be in trouble."


    "Should we also thank his majesty, the Sea King?"


    Cainis humphed coldly without any good grace, her gaze sweeping over Mermaid Prince Triton, who had lent a hand to calm the waves and clear the Sea Beasts on the city walls of Thessaly City, along with the Mechanical God Ares on guard by his side. She frowned sarcastically as her eyes fixated on two other empty spaces.


    "Those who should have intervened did not, and we had to beg outsiders for help; maybe we should just remodel the Temple to worship Poseidon."


    "You must not disrespect the Father God!"


    King Admetos''s eyelid twitched at the sound, hastily chiding in a low voice.


    However, the hot-tempered Cainis didn''t care about her own blasphemy and continued her mockery.


    "You regard him as the Father God, but he doesn''t treat us as his people!"


    "The Father God has his profound reasons for doing so..."


    "Profound reasons my ass, he clearly doesn''t care if we live or die!"


    Cainis rudely interrupted her own king, who was attempting to redeem Zeus''s honor, pointing at the empty spaces on the city walls, and she spared no one in her scathing criticism.


    "See? Even his son he called back home, do you still expect him to show up?"


    "Hasn''t the situation already been resolved? Don''t dwell on it too much..."


    Telamon hastily tried to smooth things over, in an attempt to defuse the tension.


    Cainis rolled her eyes at Telamon, huffing without good humor.


    "We blocked the tsunami this time, but who knows if there will be a next time. We can''t always be dependent on Poseidon''s mood, can we?"


    As the Divine Blood Hero was complaining, a dull roar from the Sea of Okeanos spread under the ever-expanding storm clouds. A new typhoon coiled dozens of towering waves, rolling towards the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    "..."


    Telamon and King Admetos gave Cainis looks filled with quiet reproach as her words proved ominously prophetic.


    This curse of a woman��always wrong about the good, yet accurate about the bad.


    "Your Majesty, don''t worry, I am here to assist you!"


    Prince Triton, upon the city walls, bravely stepped up, decisively picked up his Divine Artifact, the conch, and blew with all his Divine Power.


    When it comes to tsunamis, the Sea God Temple is professional.


    As long as he could help Thessaly withstand this crisis, the faith in the Sea God Poseidon would inevitably become the dominant belief in Thessaly.


    Such an important stronghold, and Zeus just gave it up��what a waste.


    Triton mocked his Divine King uncle''s vision in his heart while fantasizing about the rewards his father Poseidon would give him once he conquered the territory. He blew even harder on the conch.


    However, as the Mermaid Prince exerted his sea-blue Divinity against the typhoon''s red and black, it was instantly torn apart at the moment of contact.


    Amidst thunderous storms, a solemn behemoth with hundreds of dragon heads, pitch-black as ink, revealed its ferocious and terrifying outline through the dark clouds and violent wind.


    Triton, stricken by the backlash of his own Divinity, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and his pupils shook severely.


    ��Typhon!


    Meanwhile, the Chief Gods and heroes of the various city-states who also sensed that dreadful presence, their expressions changed drastically.


    The Demon Ancestor was about to come ashore!

 Chapter 561 62: Father, Your Daughter is Here to Show Filial Piety! (Two updates totaling 6.5k)

    "Swoosh!"


    Just as Demon Ancestor Typhon, wrapped in a typhoon and raging waves, was about to reach the shore, a pitch-black withered branch spear flew out from War God Mountain, tore through the sky, and plunged towards the sea, piercing the chest of the hundred-headed dragon with the speed of lightning.


    "Puff!"


    Accompanied by a dull piercing sound, the withered branch spear burst into flames, and a red-black flame formed the phantom of a large palm tree. The destructive power from a minor Divine Era world surged tumultuously, charring and cracking Typhon''s scales while his flesh made a sizzling sound.


    Affected by this strike, Typhon''s hundred heads let out painful roars, his massive body staggered backward, and he clumsily fell into the deep waters of the Sea of Okeanos, barely extinguishing the flames on his body with the ceaseless seawater.


    Damnable thing!


    Typhon looked at the chest-pierced withered branch spear that temporarily suppressed his power, his slit pupils brimming with resentful colors, and immediately raised his dragon claw to grasp at the Divine Artifact that had caused him so much trouble, intending to utterly destroy it.


    "Buzz~~"


    However, under a pleasant ringing tremor, as if sensing the danger, the withered branch spear automatically withdrew from Typhon''s chest, transformed into a red-black streak of light, and landed in the grip of a fair, outstretched hand.


    Echoing shrieks filled the sky, a hundred-meter long silver dragon, with folded wings, landed on the coastal wall built along the Peloponnesian Peninsula. A silver-haired Chief God dressed in silver armor, holding the Spear of Nation Creation, leaped off the dragon''s back and smirked at Typhon, an old foe he had encountered several times, in the Sea of Okeanos.


    "You really never give it a rest, do you, Typhon..."


    "It''s you again? And this offspring is still alive!"


    Typhon, looking at the one man and one dragon that had appeared, could not help but grind his teeth and coldly snort.


    After numerous treatments with the Elixir of Immortality and drops from the Holy Grail, the barely regenerated Ladon immediately glared with his serpent eyes and retorted.


    "How dare I die before we manage to kill you according to Greek tradition, Father God?"


    "Then you can try!"


    Without wasting words, Typhon immediately activated his Authority, sending waves of typhoons wrapped with a sky-covering tsunami sweeping towards the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    "Be careful, Typhon can continuously repair himself in the sea, it''s almost impossible to kill him, and the Divine reaction in the eye of the typhoon is constantly increasing. It looks like, if we don''t find a way to block it, the aftermath of the tsunami will at least devastate a thousand miles along the coast of the Peloponnesian Peninsula. It seems he wants to use the geographical advantage, forcing you to act and continuously drain your Divine Power!"


    Ladon looked seriously at the murky Sea of Okeanos, covered in mist rising and swirling, and cautioned Luo En who stood before him.


    Demon Ancestor Typhon is the personified deity of "Typhoon," a symbol of terror and disaster, naturally possessing the Authority to dominate storms and tsunamis.


    Besides, this old fellow didn''t just grow muscles; he also grew brains, a character of cunning and deceitfulness.


    Thus, seeing Luo En and her arrival, he immediately retreated back into the Sea of Okeanos, preparing for a war of attrition.


    "Hereby, with poetry and wine, I offer this sacrifice ... may my blessed cup overflow ..."


    In the solemn chant, Luo En raised the Golden Holy Grail filled with Divine Liquid, pouring it toward the ground.


    A wall of golden light emanated and surged up along the coastline of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, repelling the approaching tsunami time and again.


    But, as Ladon had said, the typhoon above the sea continued to brew and the tsunami kept advancing without any sign of stopping.


    The golden wall, built by Luo En''s own divinity, gradually began to flicker uncertainly and seemed on the verge of collapse.


    Seeing this, he couldn''t help but furrow his brows, feeling a headache coming on.


    The civilization of the Greek world leaned more towards that of the sea, with city-states like Crete, Sparta, Athens, and Mycenae, which preserved the essence of humanity, mostly built near the sea.


    Among them, the first to suffer, Crete Island, had already perished after a war with the Atlanteans; Sparta was relatively at the forefront in the Peloponnesian Peninsula, followed by Thessaly and Athens, these city-states were essentially near the estuaries, dense in population and were also in the range where tsunamis wreaked havoc.


    Furthermore, the long and intricate coastline, if an emergency arose during war, even if the gods of Olympus united, it was difficult to take care of everything.


    After all, their sanctuaries were not just one or two places that needed looking after.


    After estimating the time briefly, Luo En glanced back at the faint outlines of the cities behind him, his fingers sketching out a Resonance Technique that connected with War God Mountain.


    "How are things on your end?"


    "News has spread out, the city-states along the coast are opening their city gates, urgently gathering the population from towns and villages, and those needing evacuation in the cities have already begun converging at the major altars. There, the Authority of the Chief Gods offers protection, and it should not be easily breached," Athena''s voice came through from the Magic Circle Diagram.


    After a pause, Athena continued thoughtfully.


    "Besides, we had provided an early warning, the Chief Gods of the various city-states had some preparations, and now they are mobilizing all city forces to urgently construct coastal defenses, engraving Magic Circle Diagrams to intercept the tsunami landing."


    "That''s good."


    Luo En sighed in relief, his brow relaxing slightly.


    Facing an enemy like Typhon the Titan King, he must give his all, and by then he might not be able to look after the human city-states on the Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    Even without Typhon specifically targeting them, the aftermath of their battle would be a great catastrophe for those humans.


    Therefore, it was imperative for the other gods of Olympus and the human city-states to be well-prepared, so he could act with peace of mind.


    However, the fact that Athens was able to quickly mobilize the enthusiasm of city-states along its route, making almost all the city-states of the Peloponnesian Peninsula obedient to the commands of War God Mountain and forcing each city-state''s chief god to assist, is enough to prove the effectiveness of the cultural victory strategy that he and Athens had implemented.


    Of course, the lingering threat of Demon Ancestor Typhon, who nearly soloed Olympus back in the day, was also a significant reason.


    Today, on the Sea of Okeanos, the towering waves are visible to anyone not blind, and few chief gods wish to lose their lands of faith, nor do many humans despise having a longer life.


    Thus, under the dual pressures of oracle and crisis, the evacuation of the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula''s population was proceeding in an orderly manner.


    To be safe, Luo En thought for a moment and then solemnly reminded Athena.


    "When necessary, open the Sanctuary to allow refugees to flee to Athens."


    Compared to Apollo''s Sparta and Aphrodite''s Cyprus, which are closer to the Sea of Okeanos, Athens was almost in the middle flank of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, surrounded by several layers of island arcs that could effectively divide the giant waves and reduce the strength of tsunamis, and its defense system was also extremely tight.


    Moreover, after a long period of stealthy development, Athens had a leading number in both deities and heroes among the city-states.


    Facing an uncontrollable disaster, relocating the old, weak, sick, and disabled, who could easily drag down the situation, to the rear to protect the viable force was the most prudent approach.


    "Don''t worry, it''s already being done!"


    Athena responded solemnly, as a dazzling column of light shot up from above the grand altar of the Acropolis of Athens, igniting the stars one by one.


    At the same time, members of the Dionysian Sect in remote villages that had not yet received the news walked to announce and set up temporary altars.


    One by one, the golden red blood beads emitting a wine fragrance were offered on high platforms, crazily sucking in surrounding magic power factors and attracting nearby soil and rocks, solidifying them into a giant arch with a height of about a hundred meters and a diameter of more than ten zhang.


    As the archway was completed, the blood beads dispersed, forming lines of Hermes Script, engraved on either side of the door frame, and tender green grapevines broke through the soil, entwining around the door frame.


    Inside the hollow door, a silver-gray watery light membrane gradually formed, vaguely revealing a vast valley and a large team of soldiers on alert, guiding newcomers. Rows of tents and camps were also taking shape.


    When the light patterns stabilized, numerous light-formed doves flew out from the stone door in the center, cooing, conveying divine orders.


    Those evacuees who had overcome their fears, mustered their courage and stepped through the door, experienced a brief trance, and found themselves suddenly arriving in the area beyond the door.


    Gazing around, War God Mountain and the grand Acropolis of Athens towered mightily overhead, and the fragrance of the soil and vegetation underfoot was so surreal.


    However, there was no time to appreciate and explore, as those relocating as soon as they stepped past the stone door, were either driven or guided into the camp by Athens'' soldiers along the way for refuge.


    In just over ten minutes, the previously quiet and empty valley became noisy and bustling.


    Ordinary humans without divine power or special talents, carrying their families and all that they owned, entered this temporary refuge, which seemed like a haven from the outside world. A heart hanging in suspense was finally set at ease as they knelt excitedly on the ground, kissing the verdant grass beneath their feet.


    Thankful for the mercy of that shepherd, these mortal ants have not been forsaken.


    "Because our god loves all people, his blood runs thicker than water, linking him to our bloodline..."


    The Dionysian Sect members walked among the crowd, distributing supply packs and calming sweet wine to the migrants while chanting their own chief deity''s teachings.


    And after receiving food and tents, the old, weak, sick, and disabled from all the remote villages felt an unexplained peace of mind, seemingly grasping a deeper understanding of this proclamation.


    ��The wine is the blood of the gods; drinking from this cup signifies establishing a connection with the merciful deity.


    ��From now on, our blood runs thicker than water, our bloodlines are connected!


    At this moment, Luo En, who was on the Sea of Okeanos coast countering the tsunamis and hurricanes, seemed to hear countless prayers and praises in the unknown, like a river of golden faith transforming into divine liquid flooding into his heart, rapidly replenishing his depleted divine power and divinity.


    Meanwhile, the golden curtain wall constructed by the Holy Grail also reached its limit, ultimately shattering under the relentless assault of hurricanes and waves.


    "The timing is just right..."


    Luo En murmured lightly, pulling the spear of nation creation from the ground, gazing towards Typhon amidst the storm and huge waves.


    The evacuation of personnel and the establishment of a new defense system obviously couldn''t drag on indefinitely, so he gave the city-states about three hours to prepare. Beyond this time limit, those who had not entered the various local shelters could only fend for themselves.


    Next, it was time to have a heartfelt discussion with this Demon Ancestor.


    Luo En''s eyes flashed as he leaped onto Ladon''s back, guiding Typhon''s offspring to plunge into the raging waves and storm.


    Seeing his old nemesis approaching straight for him, Typhon growled low, stepped forward to meet the fight, his vertical eyes shimmering with a cunning and sinister cold light.


    The plan, succeeded!


    Meanwhile, in Thessaly.


    "Boom��!"


    A familiar rumble sounded, and thousands of giants emerged from the dark crevasses, standing tall on the earth and casting terrifying shadows over the human city.


    Leading these giants was none other than Titan King Cronus, crowned with a halo.


    Seeing the monstrous creatures appear before him, King Admetos looked at the few heroes beside him, his heart sinking into despair.


    This was the end!

 Chapter 562 63 Bluff, Keep on Bluffing

    Above the Sea of Okeanos.


    Boom!


    The furious Aether Tide stirred up towering waves, and Ladon, who had yet to approach the typhoon''s core region, had his bones crack under the terrifying divine might, with threads of golden-red blood seeping out from beneath his dull scales, forming a thin mist of blood.


    Mounted on the dragon''s back, Luo En swung his spear to cut through the towering waves, clearing the way for Ladon.


    "The sky reigns above all, your might below, my power above..."


    At the same time, he chanted the holy word, and behind him emerged a golden wheel within the pervasive mist, rotating to the twelfth slot.


    ��The twelfth incarnation embodies the eagle, symbolizing the sky and thunderbolt.


    In the battle against Typhon years ago, the Demon Ancestor was brutally defeated by the thunderbolt of the Divine King, Zeus.


    As everyone knows, in the era of myths, that which constrains the great is the sky, and the Sun God''s divinity is targeted.


    "��Thunderbolt, to this place!"


    At his command, the sky darkened with dense clouds, lightning flashed, and arcs of light as if serpentine dragons converged into one, twisting as they fell, piercing through the layers of giant waves and the typhoon, and with their violent divine power, struck straight at Typhon''s main body.


    In an instant, the Demon Ancestor let out a wretched scream, with light arcs shooting around his body, and dozens of tragic blood holes blasted open across his flesh, causing his entire body to tremble uncontrollably.


    The Divine Authority of Zeus?


    A familiar feeling surged in his heart. Humiliation filled Typhon''s vertical pupils, and in his rage, he immediately raised his arms high, transforming the vicious winds and raging tsunamis into an enormous Stormhammer, encompassing the terrifying divinity of disaster, and struck towards his formidable opponent.


    "I am the father of terror, the source of disaster, here to play the song of despair, proclaiming the end of the world��Stormhammer, grant eternal damnation to all things!"


    The roars issuing from his hundred heads varied in tone: now speaking as a person, now bellowing like a bull, roaring like a lion, yelping like a dog; the sounds as loud as thunder echoed to the ends of the earth.


    Wherever the storm and the angry waves went, the world began to twist and crack, showing signs of reverting to Chaos.


    "Die, you little mongrel!"


    Typhon saw his locked target, surrounded by space that was annihilating, with laws decomposing, and a bloodthirsty grin appeared on his face.


    His Stormhammer was a divine artifact forged by the Giant Spirit Clan out of the primordial light at the behest of the Mother Goddess Gaea, its power no less potent than Zeus''s prized Thunderbolt, a formidable creation of the Abyss and Earth Divinity, possessing the force to dissolve heaven and earth back into Chaos.


    A mere Chief God, even one who was not bound by the Covenant of Fate and surpassed their Divine Power, was doomed to never compare in the essence of Authority.


    Do you really think I''m afraid of you? Fool!


    Facing Typhon''s mockery, Luo En paid no heed, kissed the Nation-Founding Spear in his hand, and hurled it forth.


    Where the spearhead passed, heaven and earth momentarily brightened, and the surging typhoon and waves seemed to encounter a coastal defense forest, unable to advance an inch further.


    Immediately after, the dry-branch-shaped spear fell into the sea, and dark thorn-like patterns writhed and spread wildly beneath the surface, instantly covering nearly the entire chaotic region.


    A towering tree pierced the clouds, ignited in raging flames, and became a pillar supporting the world.


    Luo En slightly raised his hand, a blazing white flame appeared in his palm, reflecting countless mortal lives within it, all praying and chanting together.


    The voice of one, the voices of millions.


    Flocks of sheep begging the Shepherd for salvation, the world praying for its continuation.


    "The dusk has arrived, I command you to restore light, branch''s destruction, world''s rebirth!"


    Accompanied by the deity''s low chant, the flame fell upon the dry-branch spear, and the blazing light spread in all directions, with Luo En crowned like a monarch above the twelve-slot golden wheel.


    "��Radiance, to this place!"


    He spoke as he lifted his hand slightly.


    The Nation-Founding Spear blazed furiously, like a torch illuminating that chaotic world, with fiery waves rolling outwards, and the scorching winds caused by the intense heat twisted the surrounding space violently, dispersing the irresistible typhoon and giant waves.


    Under the light, the sea water burned, the sky burned, the world burned.


    And with every inch of light and heat burned by all things, the large palm tree formed by the Nation-Founding Spear grew thicker by one portion, securing and dissolving more chaotic clumps on the sea surface.


    ��The dry branches of the great palm tree nurtured the seedling of a small Divine Era world;


    ��The Promethean flame stolen from the Celestial Realm by Prometheus marked the beginning of human civilization;


    Both superimposed upon each other, existing mutually, forming eternal light and heat.


    To extinguish it would require the destruction of all things in the world, the cessation of life, and the depletion of its nourishment, and only in that desolate and barren world would it lose its pillars.


    Right now, Typhon, whose Authority was limited by the Covenant of Fate, clearly could not accomplish this.


    "Don''t think you can defeat me, you little mongrel!"


    As he saw his attack thwarted once more, the Demon Ancestor raged, swinging the Stormhammer toward the burning great palm tree on the sea surface.


    If it''s this tree that''s blocking the typhoon and waves from making landfall, then uproot it first!


    Almost at the same time, Luo En raised his right hand held aloft, as countless lights and heat converged into his palm, transformed into a fiercely burning Sword of Flame, slashing towards the furiously approaching Demon Ancestor Typhon.


    "Boom!"


    Terrifying brightness, intense explosions, flaming cinders like burning meteors falling from the sky, incinerating and flattening dozens of nearby islands in sequence, the soil under the high temperature turning into scorching magma, overflowing and flowing in torrents, and the sea water boiling violently, thousands of Sea Beasts and Divine Monsters perishing on the spot, their cooked carcasses floating en masse on the sea surface.


    This once vibrant marine region now seemed like a smoky, lava-filled hell.


    And the residual shockwaves of the fierce battle soon swept across the sea, heading straight for the shore.


    As soon as they made contact, Luo En''s multiple magic barriers along the coast vibrated violently and then, like soap bubbles lightly pricked, burst one after another.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    In an instant, beams of light, still carrying the aftermath''s force, brutally tore through the walls inscribed with dense runes, rampaging toward the heart of the Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    The roaring explosions were deafening; fierce flames spread in all directions, melting rocks into seething, boiling liquid.


    Looking out, the land was crisscrossed with chasms; forests were ablaze, rivers steamed dry, mountains collapsed with a thunderous roar, and amidst the doomsday catastrophe, the sporadic screams and groans seemed so trivial, easily scattered amidst the various noises.


    The gods, who were preparing to respond from behind, couldn''t help but gasp in unison at the terrifying aftermath of the battle, their faces gradually turning sour.


    Although they had long known that the Fate Contract imposed weaker restrictions on the Old Gods, the current situation was admittedly too disadvantageous for them, the New Gods.


    Besides, the one taking action now was only the Demon Ancestor Typhon...


    Meanwhile, atop the Sea of Okeanos.


    As the shockwaves dissipated, a vast mist steamed up, and the father of a thousand monsters staggered backward, several heads severed, leaving behind nothing but scorched, blackened burns from the flames, clearly grievously injured.


    In contrast, Luo En had also suffered in the recent exchange.


    But it was only a shattered tiger''s mouth and several scratch marks on his face, far less miserable than Typhon, who''d lost several heads.


    "So what if you have beaten me? You still can''t kill me, the king!"


    The most defiant mouth on the body of the Demon Ancestor grumbled bitterly, struggling to save face.


    Luo En did not waste words and raised his right hand again; the Wheel of Light behind him turned in sync, shooting out dazzling bands of light, illuminating the stars in the firmament above.


    The eighty-eight constellations lit up one by one, responding to each other from a distance, spreading out an endless ring of stars above Luo En''s head, composed of dense light patterns. The radiant starlight, like an inverted Milky Way pouring down on the large palm tree on the sea surface, intensified the light and heat it emitted.


    ����The power of the Sanctuary was available to Athena, and so it was to him.


    Sensing the divinity and destructive power of that bizarre tree rapidly climbing, Typhon''s heart pounds uncontrollably, his mouth watering involuntarily.


    "Boom!"


    Just then, a dull rumbling of the earth came from the depths of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, and Typhon, filled with trepidation, suddenly showed a look of ecstatic joy, erupting in a triumphant sneer.


    "Fool, you''ve been tricked!"


    Luo En glanced back at the rolling smoke in Thessaly and the towering figures emerging from the ground, then nodded thoughtfully.


    "The Giant Spirit Clan? It seems they still haven''t given up on Thessaly."


    "Can''t be helped, that''s the site of the ancient battlefield from the Titan War, the underground is rich with Titan Divinity, it is the most suitable place for building a sanctuary of the Old Gods, to reclaim authority, it is an inevitable path for the Giant Spirit Clan!"


    "Hmm, thank you for telling me such important information."


    "?"


    Typhon showed a moment of confusion at these words.


    "Thank me? Do you have no idea that with only you showing up, I would not guard against that Titan King?"


    Luo En nodded and asked lightly,


    "And then what?"


    "..."


    Seeing such a calm response from his adversary, Typhon, who was awaiting his moment of triumph, grew frustrated.


    "Thessaly is nearly lost, and you''re surrounded on all sides in the Peloponnesian Peninsula, yet you''re not worried in the slightest?"


    "Worried?"


    Luo En laughed and spoke slowly and deliberately.


    "Did you really think that I wouldn''t take precautions against that Titan King after only seeing you?"


    "...!"


    Typhon was startled by this revelation and then shook his head repeatedly.


    "Impossible! You can''t have any other allies to hold off the advance of the Giant Spirit Clan!"


    Suddenly, as if realizing something, the Demon Ancestor above the sea had an epiphany, his cruel eyes widening as he sneered at his opponent.


    "You must be trying to trick me into retreating, then you''ll go back to help Thessaly yourself! Dream on! As long as I hold you here, whether it''s Thessaly, or the lost glory and divine authority, we will have them within our grasp!"


    "I advise you, don''t always assume you''re the smartest, and don''t trust those you shouldn''t..."


    Watching the reinvigorated Typhon, Luo En shook his head with a light laugh, speaking meaningfully.


    "Guess how I found out about your attack plan?"


    While Typhon maintained his skeptical sneer, taking this talk as a bluff, a swath of pale silver thunder burst above the Peloponnesian Peninsula, and a familiar presence descended onto the battlements of Thessaly City.


    This scene sent a shock through the face of the Demon Ancestor.


    And in that moment of distraction, a giant sword, gathered from starlight and flames, fell towards Typhon''s head with a speed faster than thunder.

 Chapter 565 65: Come on, payment in kind!

    Seeing the silence fall over the gathering, Luo En nodded silently within his heart. Under the attentive gazes of the gods, he walked into the Temple and took his seat at Hestia''s place.


    Queen Hera and Artemis, as if nothing were out of the ordinary, stepped forward quickly, seizing the positions to his left and right, sandwiching Luo En like a cream biscuit.


    Watching the two''s practiced movements, Athena, who was following right behind Luo En into the hall, couldn''t help but scowl with annoyance simmering in her heart.


    After all, weren''t we partners who worked together in the Great Temple? Why had the small boat of friendship capsized so abruptly?


    Not even bothering with pretenses, huh?


    Fortunately, the Goddess of Wisdom still possessed a fervent zeal for her work. After only a brief spell of grumbling, she took her own designated seat and began ushering the present gods to their places.


    Since it was a battle between the New Gods and the Old Gods, the Twelve Olympians were naturally all on the invitation list.


    Aside from Luo En, Athena, Hera, and Artemis, the Agriculture God Demeter, the God of Light Apollo, the God of Fire Hephaestus, the God of Love Aphrodite, and the God of Speed Hermes��five of the chief gods��had also made their official appearances.


    The Sea God Poseidon had not shown himself, as Prince Triton was attending in his stead;


    Zeus had refused to cooperate, with the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne, one of the Twelve Titans, filling in;


    And since Ares, the God of War, was absent for some reason, his divine position was left vacant, with King Admetos from Thessaly staying as an observer by exception.


    After all, Thessaly was a key target of the Giant Spirit Clan''s assault, and the city was amassing a considerable number of Divine Blood Heroes; it seemed only fair to listen to the suggestions from these City Defenders and grant them a certain level of influence.


    Originally, there was a more suitable candidate for this seat��the widely-acclaimed great hero of Greece, Hercules.


    However, in the recent battle against the giants, not once did this future God of Strength appear, even when Thessaly was on the brink of falling.


    As all twelve attendees took their seats, Athena waved her hand to activate the Authority of the "Labyrinth", moving all unrelated and miscellaneous people out of the great hall, and clapped her hands to declare the opening of the Divine Authority meeting.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, regarding our defense against the invasion of the Old Gods, please share your opinions."


    Apollo was the first to speak, "Sparta is implementing a strategy of elite soldiers, which limits the forces we can draw upon, and we also need to counter threats from the sea..."


    "Typhon comes from the Sea of Chaos, which has nothing to do with us." Triton, speaking on behalf of Poseidon, initially passed the buck, but after glancing at King Admetos from Thessaly, he added in a low voice, "Moreover, matters of the land are not under the jurisdiction of the Sea God Temple..."


    Hermes'' expression flickered with hesitation as he spoke, "I''ve just taken over Corinth, and haven''t done much for its defense yet..."


    Hephaestus, the honest one, couldn''t help but snort upon hearing others'' evasions, "Then, I''ll just be responsible for Sicily and the volcanic archipelago off the coast of Occhanos..."


    Seeing several chief gods express their stances one after another, Athena and Luo En exchanged a glance, the irony apparent in their eyes.


    As expected, ever since the battle at Olympus, these chief gods had grown wilder without Zeus looming over them; even in the face of a full-scale assault by the Old Gods, they sought only to protect their own territories and were reluctant to be truly subject to anyone else.


    However, how could this attitude of only clearing their own snow, without regard to the frost on others'' roofs, stand against the united Old Gods'' coalition?


    Bang!


    Hera slammed her hand on the table and stood up, her dignified face tinged with a murderous aura.


    "What time do you think it is to still be thinking of only yourself? Do you want your Sacred Garden to become the next Golden Apple Sacred Garden, or do you want to become the next me?"


    Upon hearing this, the gods'' expressions tightened, and a profound gloom filled their eyes.


    It couldn''t be denied that, joined as one, Demon Ancestor Typhon and the Divine King Kronos had the brute force to easily sweep through most of Greece; if they chose to fight alone, they would not stand a chance against those ancient beings, even with their Sanctuaries and Temple blessings, and would merely be easily crushed and picked off one by one.


    "No matter what decisions you make, I and all the city-states under my command will follow the strategic arrangements of War God Mountain!"


    After speaking, Hera sat down with a cold face. She seemed dissatisfied with the other gods'' selfishness, yet covertly sent a subtle and enticing glance to her secret lover.


    Feeling the heat in that gaze, Luo En''s scalp tingled, and his kidneys began to tremble slightly.


    Great, looks like I''ll probably have to work overtime tonight.


    "I will too! Whether it''s the elite forces of Arcadia or the warriors of the Amazons, we stand ready to heed War God Mountain''s commands!"


    Artemis on the other side also quickly stood to express her stance. Her words were aimed at Athena, but her glance couldn''t help but veer toward a certain someone beside her.


    "After all, without the support from the God of Wine, Arcadia would have fallen long ago under the Beast Tide set in motion by Typhon."


    Listening to the ostensibly grand words of thanks, Luo En felt his kidneys vibrating even more fiercely.


    Yep, a double shift tonight...


    "Count me in as well; if necessary, I will strive to marshal any able forces from my Holy Land to comply with the arrangements of War God Mountain. In return, War God Mountain should also offer assistance to my Holy Land in times of peril to face the enemy together."


    Another figure stood up from his seat, promptly making his position known.


    Hearing the justifiable appeal, Luo En nodded slightly, and then, seeing the handsome face of Apollo, inexplicably felt a tightening sensation.


    Surely he wouldn''t have to work overtime for this, right?


    At this moment, seeing Queen Hera, who once held half the sway over Olympus, along with the combat-capable Artemis and the Apollo siblings all aligning with War God Mountain, the remaining chief gods also began to declare their support in turn.

 Chapter 566 65 Come on, Physical Compensation!_2

    "The Esoteric Teachings of Eleusis can provide a thousand people to sustain the food production in various city-states,"


    "I, along with the Giants of Sicily, can forge the divine tools and weapons you need."


    "The spices, minerals, and ports of Cyprus Island are at your disposal whenever you need them."


    "I can only allocate three hundred people from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector''s astrologers and alchemists. To draw more forces, I need to first secure the defenses of Corinth."


    Agriculture God Demeter, God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus, Love God Aphrodite, and God of Speed Hermes successively made their replies.


    As the only divine-blooded human present in the grand hall, King Admetos of Thessaly also stood up, placing his hand on his chest, deeply bowed to the gods showing the most humble demeanor and firmest attitude.


    "If not for the mercy of the gods, Thessaly would have fallen long ago; we have already picked up our lives, no longer caring about life or death, willing to fight for victory until the last moment!"


    In the twelve seats of the chief gods, War God Mountain alone accounted for three votes with Goddess Athena, War God Luo En, and Goddess Mnemosyne, and with Hera, Artemis, and seven other chief gods including a human king voicing out, only the party of Sea God Poseidon remained silent.


    As gazes converged upon him, Triton, attending in place of his father Poseidon, broke into a cold sweat.


    He felt that if he did not agree today, he might not walk out the door.


    Finally, after a brief wait, a peculiar ringing tremor came from the conch in Triton''s palm.


    The Mermaid Prince, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, jumped up from his seat upon receiving his father''s response and spoke decisively.


    "The Sea God Temple also wishes to join in the fight against the resurgence of the Old Gods! However, we hope that we can have a piece of land in the Sea God Temple after everything ends."


    Luo En and Athena exchanged looks and nodded slightly.


    Lord Bo wants a piece of land for faith, they understood, a perfectly reasonable request.


    After defeating the coalition of the Old Gods, they could just carve out a piece of land from under Zeus''s control to give to His Majesty the Sea God.


    Of course, the closer to Olympus, the better...


    With that decision made, the two spokespersons for War God Mountain revealed synchronous mischievously wicked smiles.


    Seeing the others quickly agree to the condition of the Sea God Temple, Triton couldn''t help but lift his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, sighing with immense relief.


    "Then we have no issues, and we are also willing to follow the commands from War God Mountain."


    With the unanimous passage of the coalition''s resolution, Luo En, who had already become the uncrowned king, stood up and spoke his views with a heavy voice.


    "Currently, the Old Gods consist of two forces: one led by Titan King Cronus and the nine great Titan chief gods commanding the Giant Spirit Clan and the other led by Typhon and his Divine Monsters Demon Army, with two main directions of attack.


    The first is led by Typhon who, through the divinity of that ancient demon, triggers typhoons and tsunamis, advancing from the sea toward the mainland, proliferating Magic Beasts, slaughtering all life on the surface;


    The second is dominated by Cronus, harnessing the authority of the earth to instigate ground tremors, conquering Thessaly, and then using this ancient battlefield as a starting point to rebuild the Titan divine authority, ascending Mount Olympus, and reshaping the heavens."


    So, our focus on defense, in reality, has only two main points."


    Athena narrowed her eyes slightly, thoughtfully speaking.


    "The coastline of the Peloponnesian Peninsula and... Thessaly?"


    "Exactly!"


    Luo En nodded earnestly, then conjured starlight to project a rough map of the Age of Greek Gods'' terrain and the distribution of divine forces onto the tabletop for a clear explanation to everyone present.


    "The coastline of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, being long and convoluted, would seem the most suitable for an offensive, but that is both its strength and its weakness..."


    He paused briefly, smiling broadly at Triton.


    "The Sea of Okeanos is none other than Lord Poseidon''s territory, who would tolerate an Old God''s insolence there?"


    We are going up against Typhon, seriously?


    The Mermaid Prince, catching the insinuation, widened his eyes, sweat breaking out on his forehead.


    It''s no joke, during the battle against Typhon back then, his father had been bludgeoned nearly to a pulp by Typhon.


    Even though the Fates'' covenant had resulted in a downgrading of the gods'' authority and divinity to varying extents, those who were unbeatable remained just that, unbeatable?


    Seeing Triton''s clearly unwell complexion, Luo En gently pressed his hands together and smiled reassuringly.


    "Don''t worry, my intention is only to have His Majesty the Sea King discreetly calm the storms and tsunamis on the sea, and to disperse the Beast Tide summoned by Typhon, without having a direct confrontation with him."


    Oh, that''s good then...


    Upon hearing the specific requirements of the task, Triton breathed a sigh of relief.


    Although the Temple of the Sea God dared not directly confront Typhon, quelling storms and dispersing sea beasts were tasks they were still capable of.


    After all, they were the sovereigns of the Sea of Okeanos, having been the local power for so many years, and they still had some tricks up their sleeves.


    Moreover, with the Father God Poseidon hiding the Bronze Clan and the Twelve Mechanical Gods up his sleeve, he could simply command them to deal with the rebellious sea beasts if necessary.


    Seeing Triton''s expression relax, Luo En stoked the flames further.


    "Of course, to be cautious, we will build sea walls along the coast of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, and establish teleportation circles in each city-state. If the situation changes, we''ll immediately muster the gods and mobilize military forces from nearby coastal cities like Corinth, Sparta, Athens, and Cyprus to support the Temple of the Sea God!"


    Reminiscing about the divine gods and reinforcements that had descended during the battle of Thessaly, Triton felt more at ease.


    Luo En kicked at Typhon''s severed head beneath his foot, a proud smile appearing on his face: "You just need to hold back the Beast Tide and prevent the disaster from spreading, and at the crucial moment, I will make my move!"


    Seeing the sinister black dragon head on the ground, Triton hesitated no more and nodded decisively.


    "Alright, leave the matters of the sea to us!"


    Luo En patted the Mermaid Prince''s shoulder, his smile incredibly warm, yet a hint of mockery flickered deep in his eyes.


    To intervene is one thing, but what counts as the crucial moment is another matter entirely.


    At the very least, he would wait until Lord Bo revealed some of his assets and bled a bit more.


    After all, after listening to the account of the Mechanical God Aphrodite, he was quite curious about the Trump card held by the Temple of the Sea God.


    With the threat from the sea properly managed, the gods were likewise very satisfied.


    Controlling all battles and disasters within the Sea of Okeanos and keeping enemies at bay was undoubtedly the perfect outcome.


    After all, whether it''s the holy land or the faith, maintaining such is not easy; if the painstakingly built city-states were destroyed in an instant, their losses would be quite severe.


    Even their plan to leverage the power of faith to gain an advantage over the next three hundred years, enhancing their divine authority to avoid Zeus''s future purges, would end in vain, leaving their only option to return obediently to Olympus and beg the King of Gods for forgiveness.


    With the first agenda item smoothly resolved, Luo En tapped the table, his expression gradually turning serious.


    "Now, let''s discuss the issue of Cronus and the Giant Spirit Clan."


    Upon hearing this, the gods could not help but frown.


    Unlike Typhon at sea, capable of tearing the earth apart at a moment''s notice and attacking the cities, the Giant Spirit Clan was a constant thorn in their side.


    Moreover, War God Mountain had taken steps to win over and gather the scattered offspring of Typhon, resulting in vacancies in the mid and high-level combat power of the demon army, so focusing on preventing Typhon alone could resolve most of the issues.


    But the Giant Spirit Clan was different, as an ancient Titan bloodline, they alone had over 150 named deities.


    Moreover, they were now led by Titan King Cronus and the nine Titan chief gods.


    Recently, they had liberated the Seer Prometheus and the Atlas, breached Hera''s Sacred Garden, sacrificed the Immortal Golden Apple tree, and further strengthened their collective power.


    Now, just facing a replica of the Giant Spirit Clan could be as challenging as the Titan War in the old days.


    In a brief silence, Mnemosyne, the Goddess of Memory who once held the authority of prophecy, spoke serenely.


    "According to the revelation of The Three Fates, to win this Battle of the Giants, we need one crucial individual."


    "Who?"


    "The Child of Fate��Hercules!"


    Upon hearing this name, the gods furrowed their brows, their gazes flickering.

 Chapter 567 66: Close Sisters, Sharing a Blanket

    Great Temple.


    As the divine council meeting ended, foreign deities and their representatives gradually departed. Goddess Athena, Queen Hera, Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, Goddess Mnemosyne, and God of Wine Luo En remained seated in their original positions, closing the doors to start a new round of discussion.


    Unlike the earlier collaboration for mutual benefit, this was an internal meeting on War God Mountain, where the five chief deities present could be more sincere and less scheming among themselves.


    And some matters could naturally be discussed openly.


    Athena glanced at the black dragon head rolling on the floor and asked in a grave tone.


    "Are you confident about slaughtering Typhon?"


    "How could I be?"


    Luo En first rolled his eyes, then added irritably,


    "The opponent is, after all, a Divine King possessing ''Immortality''. After fighting for several hours, I barely managed to explode nine of his heads. Then, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, he directly slipped into the Sea of Chaos, unstoppable. To embolden you, I specifically picked up a relatively intact head from the battlefield."


    "So, can only the trouble on the sea surface be dragged out?"


    Hera raised her eyebrows, recalling her own encounter in the Sea of Chaos, her eyes clouding with a trace of gloom.


    "No worries, the Sea God Temple has a vast enterprise, and Lord Bo has several good tricks up his sleeve. It will hold on for quite some time. I just need to block Typhon at the crucial moment when he wants to come ashore, then that old thing won''t pose any serious threat to us."


    Luo En offered some brief reassurance, then looked up at Goddess Mnemosyne across from him.


    "You''ve already met the Giant Spirit Clan and the Titan Gods, how do they seem?"


    "The Giant Spirit Clan is still the same, but he seems stronger than before..."


    "Who?"


    "Cronus!"


    Goddess Mnemosyne answered in a deep voice, a thick sense of dread welling up in her eyes.


    Artemis, hearing this, couldn''t help but express surprise.


    "That shouldn''t be possible, weren''t the Titan Gods imprisoned in Tartarus Hell? And the power of Dreamland has been constantly weakening and suppressing them. After such a long time of attrition, how could they not weaken but instead become stronger?"


    "It''s not the Titan Gods who have grown stronger, but Cronus."


    Mnemosyne corrected in a low voice, then an image of Cronus emerged in her palm, speaking slowly.


    "It seems he has forged a ''Crown'' for himself, redefining his divine authority..."


    "A Crown?"


    The deities were momentarily stunned, then their gazes converged on the top of the virtual image of Cronus, the halo composed of ten light patterns.


    Luo En examined it closely and suddenly realized that the patterns in the halo were precisely the Divine Emblems he had seen in the underground Titan Temple.


    Ten Divine Emblems, exactly corresponding to the ten Titan chief deities except Goddess Mnemosyne and Goddess of Justice Themis...


    And they were all directly or indirectly imprisoned in Tartarus Hell, having come into contact with Titan King Cronus.


    Could it be...


    Luo En''s heart chilled, somewhat horrified.


    "Did he devour them all?" A dry, suppressed voice came from the side; Queen Hera lifted her head, her face somewhat pale, her mind involuntarily recalling certain past events.


    In the past, with the support of Mother Earth Gaea, Cronus, alongside his fellow Titans, launched a surprise attack, castrated Heavenly Father Uranus, divided the authority of the first Father God, and established the order of the Titans.


    However, as the initiator, Cronus was also cursed by Heavenly Father Uranus.


    ��"You will be overthrown by your own children, just as I was!"


    After being crowned king, Cronus, to secure his position as Divine King, began systematically eliminating dissenters, first imprisoning the three Hecatoncheires and the three Cyclopes in Tartarus Hell.


    Afterward, still uneasy, to avoid the curse of Heavenly Father Uranus coming true, he swallowed the children born by his wife Rhea.


    Hestia, Hera, Demeter, Hades, and Poseidon��five siblings were all swallowed by their father, who sought by every means to snuff out their lives.


    If not for the power of the curse and the divine authority of life preserving them, allowing them to survive until Zeus grew up, and joined forces with Metis to rescue them, they would probably have been digested long ago.


    Although they had overcome their father in the Titanomachy, overcoming their old fears,


    Being swallowed and shrouded daily by the shadow of death inside their father''s stomach was truly a nightmare.


    Even now, Hera occasionally dreams about these events.


    "To be exact, it was an integration of divinity." Goddess Mnemosyne sighed softly, adding quietly, "It seems he has forcibly merged the divine authority of the other Titan chief deities, dominating their divinity."


    No wonder...


    Luo En''s eyes reflected thoughtfulness, his mind gradually unraveling some brewing doubts.


    Actually, when Cronus successively pulled out nine Titan chief deities for his support, he had been somewhat puzzled.


    Among the Twelve Titan Gods, as dedicated adherents, the Soul and Prophecy God Iapetus and the Weather God Crius siding with Cronus was logical.


    The River God Occhanos and Ocean Goddess Tethys��who lost their daughter Metis��and the Celestial God Coeus and Prophecy Goddess Phoebe, whose divine authority was weakened by Zeus''s betrayal, as well as the God of Light Hyperion and several other chief Titan Gods joining Cronus could also be considered a normal choice.


    But Rhea, the mother of the six Hera siblings and Goddess of Time, was quite protective of her children. Even if stripped of divine authority, she might not have continued down a dark path with her husband Cronus.


    Previously, Luo En indeed couldn''t understand the situation, even harboring plans to have Goddess Mnemosyne act as a negotiator, attempting to divide and win over the other Titan chief deities.


    But now it seemed that it wasn''t the case that the Titan Gods were choosing sides to align with the old God King Cronus against the Olympus faction led by Zeus, battling fiercely to the end; they had no choice in the matter.


    During the time they had been jailmates with Cronus, their divinity had gradually been eroded by him in some way, and their authority and consciousness were also dominated by him.


    No wonder the eleven Titan temples underground were arranged around that high tower in a formation reminiscent of the stars encircling the moon.


    No wonder the nine chief Titan Gods always appeared and acted together with Cronus.


    No wonder after the appearance of the nine chief Titan Gods, they hardly spoke, not even to curse Zeus...


    Indeed, they had already become puppets controlled by Cronus.


    However, Luo En wasn''t surprised at all by Cronus''s actions.


    After all, as the new God King tainted with humanity, Zeus could still barely be described by the term "personification."


    The old God King Cronus was much more barbaric, having castrated his father, imprisoned his brothers, and devoured his children��all these ruthless acts he had committed.


    With such a history, stabbing his siblings a few times, integrating divine authority, controlling their powers and divinity, and preventing their betrayal were simply normal tactics.


    But speaking of the integration of divine power, Luo En involuntarily took a few more looks at the haloed crown behind the phantom of Cronus, with its ten divine emblems, his expression puzzled.


    "He now only controls the divinity and authority of the ten chief Titan Gods; if he gets control over the full divinity and authority of the twelve chief Titan Gods, does that mean..."


    "Yes, integrating the twelve divine powers and combining ''Everything'' into ''One'' is another way to transcend fate, and by then, he would at least become a being equal to Zeus," Goddess Mnemosyne nodded, her tone somber.


    The number twelve holds special significance for the ''World'': a year has twelve months, each of which can be represented by a deity. There were twelve Titan Gods among the old gods and twelve Olympus Gods among the new gods, symbolizing ''Order'' and ''Destiny.''


    Once the twelve powers that maintain destiny are reclaimed into oneself, completing the integration and reshaping of order, it equates to controlling the lifeline of all things and forging a ''Crown'' that rules the world.


    ��This is what it means to combine ''Everything'' into ''One''.


    Luo En''s gaze slightly sharpened as he thought of himself.


    It seemed, his path to becoming a god was also designed by Hecate this way.


    Only his technique was about shearing wool, sustainably exploiting his relatives for Gold Coins, benefiting everyone involved; while Cronus directly stripped the skin and consumed the flesh, likely leaving not a single hair of his siblings, to perfect himself at the end.


    Suddenly, Luo En seemed to realize something and looked towards his mother-in-law across from him uneasily.


    "Aren''t you in great danger by being involved?"


    "Am I safe just staying on Mount Helicon?"


    Goddess Mnemosyne waved her hand indifferently.


    Upon hearing this, the slight guilt rising in Luo En''s heart dissipated.


    Indeed, since Cronus had already integrated the divinity of the other nine Titan Gods besides him, preparing to utterly abandon humanity, the remaining two chief Titan Gods were naturally essential materials for forging his ''Crown,'' and they couldn''t escape it.


    "For now, please stay at War God Mountain, I will ensure your safety!"


    Hearing this solemn promise, warmth flooded Goddess Mnemosyne''s heart, and she looked at Luo En with even gentler eyes.


    Having Queen Hera and Thetis as examples, it was clear to see that this young fellow valued relationships deeply; most things he promised, he achieved.


    This was how he differed from Zeus and Cronus, and also why she was willing to risk going to Thessaly for him.


    Noticing the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, Goddess Mnemosyne displayed a gentle smile,


    "Actually, the revival of the Titan Gods and Cronus''s integration of divinity isn''t entirely bad."


    "Such as?"


    "The twelve chief gods'' divinity is a whole, intricately connected, and since Cronus aims to complete the integration of divinity, it will surely involve the Giant Spirit Clan to worship all the chief Titan Gods together. My and her divinity and authority will also be simultaneously enhanced, so..."


    Upon hearing Goddess Mnemosyne''s meaningful pause, surprise flickered in Luo En''s eyes.


    "Themis is waking up!"


    "It''s still the divinity that''s damaged; it won''t recover that quickly. However, this will definitely shorten her slumber significantly."


    Goddess Mnemosyne chuckled softly and then elegantly stood up, reaching out her hand to Luo En with a smile.


    "If it''s alright, could you take me to see her?"


    Luo En, naturally eager to accommodate her simple request, immediately rose quickly, courteously leading this nominal mother-in-law into the Sanctuary to look around and visit friends.


    Watching someone''s swift departure reminded Hera and Artemis of flowing water, their eyes glaring in irritation.


    How was he whisked away by an outside goddess again? This wasn''t the plan!


    "It''s just a visit, it won''t take long."


    Reassuring words came, and Athena spoke with a smile.


    "Once we''re done here, I''ll take you both to the Sanctuary to find him. I know the place better than he does."


    Unable to relish the feast they had expected, Hera and Artemis eagerly looked to the hospitable and astute Goddess of Wisdom.


    Athena responded with a gentle smile, then looked at her empty wine glass and licked her slightly dry lips.


    "But, you''ll have to include me..."


    After a brief silence, the crisp sound of clapping echoed through the great hall, and the three goddesses, who had collaborated before, once again joined forces.

 Chapter 568 67 Luo En, just give in

    Sanctuary, the Temple of the Three Goddesses.


    Goddess Mnemosyne stood in front of the statue of the Goddess of Justice, holding a sword and scales, looking down at the crystal coffin that gathered starlight.


    Once her sister, she lay there with hands folded on her abdomen, in a silent slumber, showing no signs of awakening.


    The other star coffin that Luo En gazed upon bore the same outcome.


    Contained within was none other than the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia, who willingly gave up her divinity to help him achieve his divine feats.


    Indeed, it was too early to arrive.


    Both exchanged a helpless smile, extinguishing that sliver of hope that had flared within their hearts.


    After swiftly dispelling her disappointment, Mnemosyne asked in a deep voice,


    "Kronos isn''t easy to deal with at present, what are you planning to do?"


    "Of course, it''s according to the prophecy of destiny, to sharpen the ''Sword'' that can kill him," Luo En answered confidently.


    "Do you know where Hercules is?"


    "No, but he will show up on his own."


    Luo En smiled enigmatically, adding in jest,


    "Before leaving Thessaly, I secretly gave a tip to King Admetos of Thessaly, to ensure he could find Hercules."


    "It''s good that you have a plan," Mnemosyne nodded, not asking further, nor saying more.


    By nature serene, she did not delve too deeply into things, aside from a stronger persistence for books and stories.


    If it were not for the young man seeking her out, and the battle against the giants being so pervasive, perhaps she would still be in the Temple of Memory on Mount Helicon, leisurely flipping through books.


    Had she known she would stay on War God Mountain for so long, she should have brought some books with her.


    "This is my latest draft, I would like for you to review it," Luo En said, as if hearing her thoughts, taking out two stacks of thick manuscripts from the Magic Circle Diagram and handing them to her.


    "Arabian Nights? A new book? Interesting, let me see!" Mnemosyne''s spirits immediately lifted as she eagerly took the manuscript and began perusing with great interest.


    It must be said that in catering to one''s interests, a certain God of Wine had done considerable research, especially with regard to a few well-known goddesses.


    Of course, sometimes being too familiar could have the opposite effect.


    After Mnemosyne finished a chapter, she looked up to find Luo En standing before her, prompting a surprised pause.


    "Why are you still here?"


    "..."


    "Go on with your business, don''t interrupt my reading."


    Seeing that the Goddess of Memory shooed him away while burying herself back in the book, Luo En, who had just offered a gift, couldn''t help but feel miffed.


    Big sister, you''ve got it backward. This is my home...


    But taking into account the help the Goddess of Memory had given him, Luo En swallowed his words and reluctantly left the Temple of the Three Goddesses, allowing the bibliophile some peace to read.


    After stepping out of the Temple of the Three Goddesses, Luo En looked at the starlit Sanctuary and began to calculate.


    The free-for-all fight between Typhon and Lord Bo had already been arranged, the bait was laid in Thessaly, so no need to worry about official matters for the moment;


    On a personal front, he had just evaded a draining fate by borrowing Mnemosyne''s presence, so he was in a relatively safe state;


    What next? He dared not return to the Great Temple, perhaps it was time to visit his mentor below?


    He had missed her during this long absence.


    Moreover, there were some matters concerning the Titan gods that he wanted to inquire about.


    Resolute, Luo En leaped off the Floating Island, plunging towards the depths of the starlight.


    However, as soon as he stepped into the cave, a suddenly oppressive sensation, like sinking into mire, washed over him.


    Powers of authority that disrupted his senses came in waves��weightlessness, confusion, dizziness,��leaving him bewildered in a flash.


    �� A "Labyrinth"?


    �� What is Athena up to?


    The familiar sensation of the world spinning brought some clarity to his muddled thoughts.


    But in the next moment, dozens of cold, pitch-black chains wound around him like snakes, binding him tightly.


    Luo En instinctively struggled but quickly realized that the things on his body were exceptionally sturdy.


    Looking down, his expression darkened as if the bottom of a pot.


    Bronze and Mithril, inlaid with a plentiful array of Chief God-level Suppression Spells, one would think he was some high-profile criminal...


    "Hey, what are you doing? Undo these things now."


    As he saw himself bound like a zongzi, Luo En looked towards Athena, who now stood at the cave''s entrance, his discontent evident.


    "I wouldn''t mind..."


    The Goddess of Wisdom spread her hands with an innocent smile.


    ""


    "But you have to ask if the two of them agree," Luo En said with a tinge of gloom in his heart as Hera and Artemis walked out of the cave, each holding an end of the chains, their gazes lingering on their successfully captured prey while they subconsciously licked their moist cherry lips.


    Athena, you''ve learned badly, haven''t you, actually teaming up with outsiders to ambush me? Luo En thought to himself. Wait until I get out, I''ll spank your butt!


    Just as Luo En tried to violently break free from the chains to teach these crazy women a lesson, he found that his Chief God''s divine authority was obscure and stagnant, making it difficult to call upon.


    "What''s going on?" he asked.


    "You should thank your mentor for this. She took the chain on her own body and personally deconstructed its materials and spells in reverse. She made a prototype specially to bind you," Athena explained with a smile, not hesitating to betray her unofficial ally.


    During the conversation, Hera and Artemis could hardly wait to drag him into the cave, winding the chains tightly around him and binding him to a stone column, inside and out.


    Luo En''s complexion turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, his ominous gaze directed at the accomplices at his side.


    Feeling the almost murderous intent from her disciple next to her, Hecate shrank her neck back, laughing awkwardly as she defended herself, "It''s not my fault; they forced me. If I didn''t oblige, they threatened to punish me. I''m also innocent, so you''ll have to be the sacrifice."


    At this moment, a can of honey opened in the corner seemed to attest to the Queen of Hell''s innocence.


    Yet Luo En met Hecate''s claims with a cold laugh, unceremoniously piercing through her fac?ade.


    "Stop it, you think you can deconstruct in reverse right on the spot? Is it not that you''ve been scheming to use this thing against me and then Athena caught you in the act?"


    "Exactly right!" Athena praised someone for their sharpness, selling out Hecate again without hesitation, delivering an accurate and ruthless stab.


    "By the way, she told me to place that can of honey," Athena added with a smile.


    Watching the so-called Goddess of Wisdom play so unfairly, Hecate, who once held the Divine Office of Conspiracy, felt a mix of sadness and anger.


    Not helping is threatening, using and then betraying, heartlessly stirring up trouble, are you the Goddess of Conspiracy, or am I?


    "Mentor, we''ll settle this later!" Luo En warned Hecate, who had been recently up to no good; then he expertly switched to a gentle, affectionate smile, his eyes brimming with tenderness as he looked at Hera and Artemis in front of him.


    "How could I forget what happened during the day? Why don''t you untie me first? It''s so inconvenient to be affectionate while bound," he proposed suggestively.


    Hera and Artemis glanced at each other and then fixed their gaze straight ahead.


    The pitch-black chains tightly fastened on the prey''s fair skin like vicious snakes coiling around a perfect marble statue, with sharp fangs always ready to pierce the tight muscles, presenting a visual impact of bondage and torment.


    Both goddesses couldn''t help nodding, lightly licking their lips.


    Yes, it was indeed inconvenient.


    But it was so thrilling!


    And with him being the sole Chief God present, if they released him and he tried to run or deny what he owed, who could stop him?


    "Rip~"


    At that moment, a hand reached out from the side and tore the white clothing under the chains into ragged strips, suddenly exposing vast expanses of fair skin clinging to the cold, pitch-black metal, accentuating the sense of fragmentation and humiliation in the room.


    The elements of immorality and contrast remain enduring precisely because they have a market among both men and women.


    For men, it''s "Persuade the fallen girl to turn over a new leaf, lure the housewife into sin."


    For women, it''s "Urge the playboy to reform, tempt the upright man into debauchery."


    The higher the position, the more violent the resistance, the greater the contrast, the stronger the sense of impact.


    In an instant, Hera and Artemis''s breathing became more rapid, their faces flushed visibly with desire and their eyes brimming with a fiery longing, both giving Athena a big thumbs up.


    Truly a Goddess of the Arts, such astute aesthetics!


    This just got even more exciting!


    Upon receiving praise from her accomplices, Athena felt proud and immediately waved her hand, unleashing the power of the Labyrinth to construct a temporary palace of pleasure.


    Hera brought out a new can of pink Eleusis barley porridge and fed it mouth to mouth to her little lover, ensuring he''d be vigorous in the upcoming battle.


    Artemis then called down the light of the full moon on both of them, completely refreshing their physical state, bringing them both back to their youth and purity.


    �� By the way, this hymen restoration technique was something Luo En brought back from Cyprus Island with Artemis after they sneaked it from Love God Aphrodite.


    Karma, indeed...


    Luo En watched as three freshly minted virgin goddesses pounced on him like a hungry tiger, beginning their formal feast, a single tear of regret sliding down his cheek.


    The dark cave shook violently, and Hecate, watching the chamber next door shrouded by the power of the Labyrinth, hastily began her reverse deconstruction, eager for a live view of the intense scene.


    It was rare to see her good disciple make a blunder; not to cheer him on would be a disservice to her reputation as the Goddess of Pleasure and Joy.


    At the same time within the Sanctuary, the stars shimmered, and many fell from the sky.


    Sitting in front of the three goddesses'' Temple, Goddess Mnemosyne paused momentarily, then continued reading her manuscript as if nothing had happened.


    It wasn''t unusual; she was used to it.


    Back in the day, her Temple of Memory had often been troubled by certain young men and women.


    Youth is so good...


    As the commotion in the depths of the stars intensified, Mnemosyne shook her head sentimentally, wrapping herself in the domain woven from her Goddess of Memory divinity, continuing to savor the text in her hands.


    However, she was unaware that beneath the statues of the three goddesses, in the two crystal coffins, there seemed to be a faint flicker of starlight and a flame sparking to life.

 Chapter 569 68: Cavalry Despising Ancestors 2.0

    Several days later.


    The twinkling starry sky of the Sanctuary had returned to calm, and three radiant goddesses walked out from among the stars, chatting and laughing. The rose flush on their skin and the lazy comfort within their bones all spoke of the pleasure of being drenched in rainfall.


    In contrast, sprawled on a soft bed made of animal hides, silk fabrics, and alchemy materials inside a cave, was a silver-haired male deity with slightly sunken eye sockets and unkempt hair scattering in all directions. He sat propped up at the head of the bed, spread out in the shape of a "big" character, motionless for a long time, like a dried-up blade of grass fed out of its moisture.


    All my authority was used up, am I some boss to be farmed?


    The aggrieved victim muttered under his breath, his hands trembling slightly as he took out a dozen energy potions from the Magic Circle Diagram, poured them into the Golden Holy Grail that appeared in front of him, and then sighed in despair as he alternated between sipping wine and drinking his medicine.


    "When will these days come to an end..."


    "I see you''re quite enjoying yourself,"


    A teasing voice came from beside his ear, as another inmate peeked out from next door, a playful gaze landing on the shattered black curse chains beside him.


    "If I remember correctly, this sort of half-finished product can only last for a few moments at best."


    Luo En''s eyelid twitched, and he turned his head, putting on a skin-deep smile as he looked towards his mentor, speaking in a ghostly tone.


    "You don''t say, I had almost forgotten about it."


    Instantly, the previously gloating Hecate froze, her smile solidifying, shrinking back as if a thorn pricked her, her face sporting a forced dry smile.


    "That being said, you must have come to see me for something important, right? Is there anything I can help with?"


    "There was indeed something I wanted to discuss with you before."


    Hecate swallowed hard: "How about now?"


    Luo En''s face lit up with a radiant smile, sincerely conducting a self-examination: "I, you know, am rather petty."


    Watching as their neighbor slowly took out suspicious pink vials, a black whip tanned from snake molts, and chunks of beeswax, among other oddly familiar weird items from the Magic Circle Diagram, Hecate''s face changed instantly. She hurriedly dragged the curse chains on her body and squeezed into a dark corner''s shadow.


    There was no choice but to run.


    The functions and effects of these items had apparently just been demonstrated on her personally by the three goddesses.


    However, Luo En casually snapped his fingers, and the curse chains wrapped around Hecate came to life, tightening around her like venomous snakes, dragging her out of the shadows and firmly binding her to the central stone pillar.


    Compared to the stealthy half-finished product created by a certain Witchcraft Goddess, this Divine Tool personally forged by the God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus was obviously more targeted and substantially more robust and powerful.


    As the chains continued to tighten, the cold black metal pressed into the flesh of the goddess.


    Bound to the pillar, Hecate''s limbs were spread out into a "big" character, reminiscent of a swan about to be constricted by a python. After struggling in vain several times, she looked towards her beloved disciple with hope.


    "Xi, can we reconcile?"


    "At this moment, you couldn''t possibly be joking."


    Luo En ruthlessly shattered her illusion, then gulped down the last of the Divine Liquid from the pink vial, picked up the snake skin whip, and with a sinister smile, walked towards the dear mentor who had once made him who he was.


    It was time to show off some real skills!


    Soon, the starry sky of the Sanctuary began quivering once more, seemingly even more violently than before.


    Here we go again...


    Mnemosyne shook her head in front of the temple of the three goddesses, added another layer of curse protection to herself, and continued to bury her head in the "Arabian Nights" she was reading.


    Behind her, two crystal coffins vibrated so subtly that it was almost imperceptible.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the edge of the Thessaly mountains.


    Perseus, as usual, had surveyed the surroundings of the campsite, fetched some clean water from a nearby stream, and turned back to the encampment.


    Because of Father God Zeus''s oracle, he and Hercules could not intervene in the Battle of Thessaly, naturally, they could only evacuate from the city.


    But his disciple could not bear to completely disregard Thessaly, so he pleaded with him to stay in these woods, waiting in silence, hoping the Father God would change his mind soon.


    But as they waited and waited, they did not receive a new divine edict from Father God Zeus; instead, they heard the news that Thessaly was nearly overrun.


    A rustling sound came from the shrubbery behind the camp, and Perseus, who was boiling water for cooking, put down his wooden spoon and looked back.


    "Did you sneak into the city again?"


    "Teacher, that is, after all, the Father God''s sanctuary."


    The figure in the black cloak pulled back his hood to reveal an embarrassed face and argued hoarsely.


    Seeing his disciple''s evasive gaze, Perseus heaved a sigh and reminded in a low voice, "Do less of the meaningless things, Father God will be displeased..."


    Hercules pressed his lips together in silence for a moment, a hint of resentment flickering in his eyes.


    "So what exactly is meaningful? To stand by and watch Thessaly fall, and have everyone within die out?"


    "But has Thessaly fallen yet?"


    "But in the last battle, 1,747 people in Thessaly died. Almost every household is arranging funerals... if we were there, if Father God allowed us to act, perhaps many didn''t have to die."


    Hercules clenched his fists, his tone revealing threads of guilt and self-reproach.


    "Don''t think like that," Perseus said, trying to offer consolation, "Father God must have a deeper reason for doing this."


    But his tone was somewhat shaky, for, after all, there were some things even he found hard to believe.


    The gods were never a symbol of mercy.


    Hercules asked, "So, he still forbids us from intervening?"


    "..." Perseus opened his mouth but ultimately responded with a silent, wordless hush.


    Hercules sighed and spoke with a hint of hesitation.


    "I heard on the road that Admetos was also seriously wounded, managing to hold on until he returned from War God Mountain, then fell ill and has not risen since..."


    "Father God said we must not intervene."


    Perseus interrupted his disciple''s words, repeating the stern reminder.


    "I just want to see my friend," Hercules explained in a low voice, assuring his teacher and guardian, "Rest assured, as long as he is well, I''ll return first thing in the morning!"


    "An oracle is an oracle! Do not mention any act of transgression again!"


    Perseus strictly refused, then turned and walked toward the tent.


    "Enough, I''m tired and going to sleep a while. It''s your turn to keep watch. Don''t disturb me for any reason during my rest, understand?"


    Watching his teacher walk away and leaving behind a cloak, a bottle of Magic Potion, and a pair of winged boots by the fire, Hercules contemplated and bowed deeply to the figure entering the tent. He then gathered the three items from the ground and stepped into the growing darkness of the night.


    A gentle breeze brushed by, and the tent flap that had been pulled aside fell quietly back into place. A faint sigh echoed from within the tent.


    Being too emotional sometimes isn''t a good thing.

 Chapter 570 570: If you wield your hoe well, no corner is too tough to dig.

    Swept by the wind, traveling day and night, Thessaly soon appeared in Hercules''s view.


    Looking at the Boots of Hermes beneath his feet, he couldn''t help but be grateful to the teacher who had always secretly had his back since he was young.


    To avoid putting his elder in a difficult position, Hercules decisively donned another divine artifact lent to him by his teacher, Perseus��the Invisibility Cloak, and sneaked into Thessaly City under the cover of fading night.


    With the aid of the two divine artifacts, he easily bypassed the soldiers along the way, entered the Royal Palace, and knocked on a tightly shut great door.


    A woman, dressed in plain clothes and looking haggard, walked out of the room, her face full of weariness.


    "Who are you?"


    The woman who answered the door was clearly startled to see not a maid, but a powerfully oppressive stalwart man.


    "I am Alcades, an old friend of King Admetos. I heard he was severely injured and have come especially to visit him, please go in and report my arrival," he said.


    From the shadows, Hercules tightened the hood on his head and used the power of the Invisibility Cloak to conceal his original aura and appearance, announcing a name little known to others.


    The woman nodded politely and then returned to the hall to convey the message.


    A moment later, a feeble cough emanated from within the room.


    "Ah, it''s you, come in," the voice said.


    Hercules followed the sound inside and stepped up to the bed behind the curtain, shocked to see Admetos''s gaunt appearance and feeling of near death. He quickly handed over the Magic Potion he had brought with him.


    "What has happened to you?"


    Admetos did not hesitate to down the Magic Potion; his complexion regained a touch of color and he spoke resignedly.


    "I was never one much for battling, injuries are inevitable. With the recent surge in warfare, my body started failing to cope," he said.


    "Why not sacrifice to the Father God? His divine power could surely protect your safety," Hercules suggested.


    "I tried, but the King has not responded; he may have forsaken Thessaly," Admetos lamented.


    "..."


    Hercules fell silent for a moment, his voice dry as he tried to explain.


    "The Father God must have his profound reasons for doing so..."


    But quickly, his straightforward nature made it impossible to deceive himself, and he could only silently swallow the unconvincing excuse, guiltily lowering his head.


    "I''m sorry, Admetos..."


    "What does this have to do with you? It must be my shortcomings in some areas that angered the King. I will do my best to mend," Admetos replied while waving his hand, soothingly comforting the old friend beside his bed.


    Hearing this, Hercules bit his lip.


    What wrong could Thessaly have possibly committed? At most, they had participated in the meeting at War God Mountain, trying to save themselves.


    If even that was seen as a betrayal and thus subject to punishment, what were the people of Thessaly to do?


    Were they simply to await their demise?


    Grasping his friend''s increasingly frail hand, Hercules felt even more ashamed.


    "I am sorry, if only I had been here..."


    Admetos raised his hand to interrupt Hercules, speaking earnestly.


    "I understand your dilemma and wouldn''t want to trouble a friend over these matters. Let''s not talk about this anymore," he said.


    Then, pausing, a bright smile crossed his face.


    "I''m glad you came! Come, let''s drink together," he invited.


    "But your health..."


    Queen Alcestis hesitated, clearly concerned.


    Admetos waved his hand, reassuring his wife.


    "Don''t worry, it will be fine. Bring the newly brewed Ambrosial Honey Wine; I want to wear a Flower Crown and drink merrily with my friend who has come from afar. Nothing suits better to smooth my furrowed brow and bodily pain than a full glass of fine wine! Ha ha, praise the God of Wine!"


    Seeing her husband''s resolute attitude, the queen reluctantly led the servants to fetch the wine and food to entertain the guest in the sickroom.


    ��He was always like that, treating friends with utmost hospitality.


    Soon the dishes and drinks were ready, Admetos waved his wife and the servants away and sat by the bed, picking up the wine vessel, beckoning Hercules to drink heartily together.


    Feeling guilty but not wanting to dampen his friend''s spirits, Hercules simply sat at the table and matched Admetos drink for drink.


    For a while, the room was filled with clinking cups and laughter, and the two friends lost themselves in jovial drunkenness.


    After who knows how long, Hercules awoke and sat up in bed, noticing a set of dry clothes and sobering medicine on the table. He smiled knowingly.


    Admetos was always so considerate, never neglecting his friends, making every visit to Thessaly feel like returning home.


    Unfortunately, he now had to leave...


    Hercules glanced at the dim light outside the window, sighed resignedly, got out of bed, packed his belongings, and summoned the servants waiting outside.


    "Where is Admetos? I''d like to say goodbye to him," he said.


    "The king has already instructed that you can leave anytime you wish, but there is no need for farewells," the servant answered, his head bowed, his voice muffled and somber, as though choked by something.


    "He is very busy at the moment, afraid he has no time to entertain you..."


    At these words, Hercules paused, his gaze drifting to the black hue inside the servant''s collar and the evident sorrow on his face, his expression subtly changing.


    In Greece, black represents the color of the Netherworld, and it is also a symbol of death and mourning.


    Although Thessaly had just endured a great battle with many fallen, the only person who could make the palace servants and guards wear mourning was likely just one.

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    "Admetos? What happened to him?!"


    Before Hercules'' inquiry, the servant bit his lip, maintaining silence.


    "Speak!"


    Hercules'' eyes were bloodshot with agitation as he roared, even subconsciously raising his fist.


    "That''s enough, you should not trouble him further."


    Clad in a black veil, the queen of Thessaly emerged from behind the corner of the corridor, holding back the grief on her face with difficulty as she spoke solemnly.


    "During the time, you were resting, my husband has been buried; his grave is on the barren mountain outside the city."


    "Admetos... is dead?"


    Even though Hercules had an inkling, upon hearing the dire news, he still found it somewhat unbelievable.


    "How did he die?"


    "The divinity that burned too many times withered the life within him. After entertaining you that night, he was called by divine mercy and went to the Netherworld."


    "Why didn''t you tell me?"


    "He probably didn''t want you to worry, and didn''t want you to feel guilty..."


    The queen answered softly, and then, looking at the devastated, mighty man, she sighed.


    "My husband was buried on the barren mountain outside the city, I can take you there to pay your respects if you wish."


    "Take me there!"


    Hercules suddenly lifted his head and dragged the queen along as they walked out of Thessaly City.


    Only when he arrived at the barren mountain and saw the freshly piled tomb did the last bit of hope in his heart finally dissipate, and he sat down, dispirited, in front of the grave.


    "Thessaly is not a place for you to stay long; it''s time to go back..."


    Just as the queen remembered her husband''s entreaty and wanted to advise Hercules to leave, the figure in front of the tomb suddenly surged up and punched down the gravestone.


    "What are you doing?!"


    The queen exclaimed in alarm, about to intervene, but saw Hercules was already digging up the grave with his bare hands, opening the coffin, tightly grasping the still-warm hand of his friend, and speaking with resolve.


    "Bring him back to life!"


    As he spoke, patterns of light danced over Hercules'' body, his fist forcefully struck the ground, and a dark vortex undulated, from which a three-headed hellhound growled as it poked out its head, only to be dragged out by the scruff of its neck by Hercules before it could react.


    Seeing the opponent''s appearance, the three heads of Cerberus shivered and whimpered.


    Not this scourge again! Last time it dragged me out for no reason and punched me repeatedly, even branding me afterward.


    "Cerberus, let me into the Netherworld!"


    At that moment, Hercules tightened his grip, applying pressure, and coldly threatened, not the least bit afraid of the fearsome and well-known hellhound.


    ��The Twelve Glories, presenting twelve immensely difficult challenges as trials to foster one''s growth and establish an immortal legacy.


    These were the revelations given to him by Father God Zeus and The Three Fates, and in his years of travel across the city-states of Greece, he had already completed an impressive nine.


    Bringing the hellhound Cerberus to the Mortal World was one among them.


    Although this guardian dog of the Netherworld was fierce and mighty, it seemed he was mightier.


    Perhaps by having this "Hound of the Underworld King" as his guide, he could find the unjudged soul of his friend Admetos in the Elysian Fields and resurrect him.


    Just as Hercules was set on his plan, ready to put it into action, Cerberus, whom he was rubbing into the ground, suddenly sniffed, its three joyfully barking heads looking excitedly toward a certain spot.


    A figure in black robes emerged from the twilight, and a scornful sneer came from the fog-like face beneath the hood.


    "Do you think you can defy the laws of life and death?"


    "I plan to try!"


    Hercules lifted his head and spoke seriously before releasing the restless hellhound in his embrace, inch by inch drawing the nameless ax-sword from the Magic Circle Diagram, and rushing determinedly toward the dark figure.


    The God of Death Thanatos, eh? Come, let''s battle!


    "Clang!"


    A grating sound of metal clashed in the air, the heavy ax-sword effortlessly caught between two pale fingers.


    Facing the incomparable resistance before him, Hercules'' eyelid twitched as the divine power within him surged like a fountain, turning into a dazzling red and black flame that covered the ax-sword, forming nine powerful slashes forward.


    "Boom boom boom boom!"


    In the deafening blasts, the ground cracked open with nine abyssal fissures, with the surrounding forests and rocks caught in it, all pulverized to dust, and even the space seemed to be cleaved by the dazzling red light.


    ��Hundred-Headed Shooter, his proud combat skill.


    In helping a city-state withstand a Beast Tide invasion, he alone penetrated deep into enemy territory, slaying countless Magic Beasts and finally killing a group of Hydra which were acting as the leader, thereby forging this fierce close-range fighting move.


    However, emerging from the spreading dust, the black figure at the forefront of the attack merely took one step backward, still unharmed.


    A step?


    Hercules'' pupils contracted, and immediately he swung the nameless ax-sword in his hand, launching a flurry of rapid attacks.


    The pitch-black red and black edges moved as fast as lightning, dense as pouring rain, swinging wide then becoming tricky and vicious, constantly switching styles like flowing water, making it impossible to guard against.


    Hundred-Headed Shooter was not a fixed technique, but rather a comprehension, a school of thought.


    In his hands, sword, shield, spear, bow, all became weapons, every move a potential strike.


    But no matter how the red and black light swelled like the waves of a sea, the black figure before him stood like a rock facing the sea, immovable as Mount Tai.


    Moving a step, lifting a hand;

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    Raised arm, elbow leading;


    Twisted body, knee lifted...


    Simple movements on the figure of the [God of Death] opposite him also revealed myriad variations, as each rotten decay was magically transformed, fending off Hercules''s attacks time after time.


    It was a transcendental comprehension, a formidable battle instinct.


    With heart, body, and technique perfectly combined, an endless martial refinement was displayed.


    "Clang!"


    After another clash, Hercules, pushed back, realized he had unknowingly retreated to the grave of his close friend Admetos, his face looking extremely somber.


    This guy is strong!


    One could say he was the toughest opponent he had encountered since he left home to undergo trials!


    Are the Death Gods of the Netherworld this troublesome?


    "Is that all you''ve got?" The dark figure across from him sneered, tauntingly murmuring, "It seems I need to give you some motivation."


    While speaking, he slowly spread open his palm, and a golden-red humanoid spirit light appeared in the center of his hand.


    Seeing that familiar shape and outline, Hercules''s face changed drastically.


    "Admetos!"


    "Want it? Come and get it!"


    The shadow shook the humanoid spirit light in his hand and then clenched it with a sneer.


    "Give it to me!"


    Hercules''s eyes turned blood-red, and he bellowed as he transformed the nameless ax-sword in his hand into a longbow, then pulled it into a full moon shape. Dozens of bronze arrows, inscribed with dense runes, shot out fiercely.


    The dark figure slightly raised his hand, attracting a dry branch from the ground, and channeled Divine Power to block all the incoming arrows.


    However, the next moment, those bronze arrows that missed their mark seemed to come to life, turning into giant bronze birds screeching as they stabilized their bodies and charged towards the target again.


    [Stymphalian Birds], they were once the beloved birds nurtured by Ares, God of War, with metallic beaks and bronze feathers, able to shoot their sharp feathers at humans like arrows, and because of their cruel and fierce nature, they once brought calamity to many.


    When Hercules passed by Stymphalian Lake, he accepted the request of the people and killed these bronze birds; afterward, through a sacrifice, Father God Zeus forged their bodies into arrows and bestowed them upon him.


    "Roar!"


    Just as the bronze birds attacked the shadow, Cerberus leapt high, slapping down several of them, and then spit out dozens of Flame Bombs, melting the circling bronze birds in midair into pools of molten bronze.


    This damn dog!


    Seeing Cerberus, whom he had summoned, actually turn against him and charge with ill intent, Hercules''s face went dark, and he gritted his teeth as he threw out another trump card.


    "Glory of the past, protect me �� ''Man-eating Horses of Diomedes''!"


    Along with the deep chant, four man-eating horses that Hercules stole from the Thracian Diomedes leapt out from the red and black light behind him, baring their tooth-filled maws. Together with the [Stymphalian Birds] in the sky, they intercepted the menacing Cerberus.


    Meanwhile, the flickering starlight fell from the sky, summoning the Sacred Robe of Leo and Hercules, wearing the Boots of Hermes gifted by his teacher Perseus, activated the power bracers obtained from the sacrifice after capturing the Erymanthian Boar, and rushed towards the shadow like a flash, striking his strongest blow.


    "Boom!"


    In the midst of the violent airwaves, the overwhelmed black cloak ripped apart, its pieces scattering like butterflies.


    Seeing the familiar face with silver hair and purple eyes before him, Hercules was momentarily dazed, then spoke in astonishment.


    "Is it you? The teacher from Athens?"


    "Well then, let me formally introduce myself."


    The figure under the moonlight clapped his hands, his handsome face revealing an infectious smile.


    "You can call me �� Luo En..."

 Chapter 573 70: Luo En, the Man Who Could be My Father!

    God of Wine?


    Upon learning the true identity of the person before him, Hercules felt a sense of familiarity arise within his heart. He immediately dropped his guard and stepped forward to ask respectfully.


    "How come you are here?"


    "Of course, it is for him..."


    Luo En turned his head to look at King Thessaly, Admetos, lying in the coffin, and sighed deeply.


    "After all, having met, I ought to pay a visit."


    "So, you specifically brought back his spirit from the Netherworld?"


    Hercules looked at Luo En before him and could not help but respect him deeply.


    Divine beings and humans are not the same species in any sense, and the mercy the gods claim to have is often but condescension from on high. A divine being that could empathize with human hearts and cherish the distinction between gods and mortals was exceedingly rare.


    With this in mind, the strong man looked at the disarray of the graveyard and scratched his head awkwardly.


    "Sorry, please forgive my rashness."


    "It''s okay, I understand."


    Luo En waved his hand and looked towards Hercules with a light laugh.


    "To challenge the entire order of the Netherworld for a friend, you''re quite audacious. In light of your great effort, I''ll gift you this."


    As he spoke, he spread open his palm, and a golden-red light with a human outline emerged and flew into Hercules''s hands.


    Seeing his friend''s spirit easily obtained, Hercules could hardly believe his eyes.


    However, just as he was eager to allow Admetos''s spirit to return and awaken him, a deep musing voice came to his ears.


    "Are you sure you want to do this? Although I''ve given you the choice, I hope you''ve considered certain things clearly before this."


    "What?"


    Hercules stopped his actions and turned to ask.


    He still held great respect for this god, who was like a mentor and friend.


    Luo En pointed towards the intermittently visible Mount Olympus and admonished in a grave tone.


    "Returning to Thessaly in secret might be glossed over, but defying the divine decree to revive Admetos will not be so easily excused."


    Seeing Hercules''s body visibly tensing, Luo En quickly added.


    "If it''s only about preserving friendship, then it''s best to stop here. You might save him from the God of Death once or twice, but with the current state of Thessaly, he is fated to die for his land and his people in this battle against the giants. Then, how will you prevent it?"


    "..."


    Hercules bit his lip, sinking into a long silence.


    Indeed, Thessaly had lost the favor of the gods, and Admetos''s unilateral participation in the assembly at War God Mountain also signified betrayal in the eyes of Father God Zeus.


    He had fought the giants and understood that these monsters were not beings that ordinary humans could confront.


    Thus, the destruction of Thessaly and the death of Admetos were destined.


    "Every mortal is destined to die. Yet, as a son of Zeus and the most promising of the Divine Blood Heroes, with nearly infinite life, are you sure you want to gamble everything for them?"


    The question, aimed straight at the heart, came from the God of Wine''s lips. Hercules looked at the spirit of Admetos in his hand, while the laughter and encouragement from the feast still echoed in his ears.


    "Go back. This isn''t where you belong."


    The tall figure turned his head to gaze upon Thessaly under the night sky, where the lights within the city were sparse, and the weeping of those mourning their departed loved ones resounded through the wind.


    Looking at the flickering flame of the spirit in his palm, and the lights in the city gradually being swallowed by darkness, he found his answer in an instant.


    "This is precisely where I belong! These are the deeds I must undertake! Mortals worship us, support us, not because of my bloodline, but because I can bring them hope! If I could prevent a tragedy yet did nothing, what right would I have to consider myself a hero?"


    With that, he unhesitatingly pressed the ball of spirit light into his friend''s chest.


    After a burst of radiance, Admetos was not yet awake in the coffin, but he gradually started breathing, and his complexion began to grow rosy.


    The Queen of Thessaly surged out from the protective barrier, threw herself upon her husband, and listened to the heartbeat resounding in his chest once again. She could not help but cry tears of joy, profusely thanking the two present, then rushed her husband back to the Royal Palace to prepare for further medical treatment and care.


    Luo En watched the queen safely enter the city, then turned to look at Hercules, who appeared relaxed and refreshed, and raised an eyebrow in inquiry.


    "Aren''t you afraid of His Majesty''s punishment? Be careful, or you might even lose your identity as the son of Zeus."


    "What determines my identity has never been my bloodline, but my actions. Without the title of Zeus''s son, without the favor of the gods, would I cease to be Hercules?"


    The robust man laughed heartily in response, gazing earnestly at the deity who had thus counseled him.


    Luo En showed a knowing smile and extended his hand ahead.


    "Then, on behalf of War God Mountain, I congratulate you on your return to the Mortal World, hero of humanity."


    Hercules enthusiastically clasped hands with the God of Wine, forming an unspoken alliance, then immediately got to the point.


    "I will stay in Thessaly, fighting alongside Admetos until the last moment! But if it''s just us, Thessaly''s fall is inevitable. We need reinforcements! Many reinforcements!"


    "Rest assured, I have already issued a call to arms to the entire city-state of Greece. A large number of Divine Blood Heroes are on their way. In two or three days, they will assemble in Thessaly! More than last time!"


    However, upon hearing Luo En''s response, the great hero shook his head, seemingly not quite satisfied.


    "Not enough. I need at least one Chief God to preside over the defense!"


    Immediately, Hercules paused, then added with a cough,


    "Preferably, one whose connection to War God Mountain is not that deep..."


    Luo En immediately understood. Hercules, although determined to defy Zeus''s decree and stand on the side of humanity to defend Thessaly City, had not completely lost hope in the Father God. Thus, he still wanted to keep a back door open for himself and Thessaly.


    In other words, the Chief God taking over Thessaly should preferably not be him and Athena, these leaders of the rebellion.


    Tsk, tsk, this unfortunate child still got off lightly from Zeus''s wrath.


    "He''s not suitable, how about me?"


    A stream of starlight fell upon the barren mountain, and the Goddess with golden diadem and white arms stepped forth, her demeanor regal and graceful.


    "Hera, Lord Hercules?"


    Seeing that face, identical to the temple statues, Hercules trembled, bowed his head, and worshipped.


    Hera nodded, giving a serious look to this illegitimate child who had almost died at her hands but was now revived because of her.


    "Do you still remember the meaning of your name?"


    Without hesitation, Hercules replied, "Of course!"


    "Very good," Hera nodded with satisfaction, her expression stern, "then guard Thessaly for me, and fight for the people here to survive. This is the trial I bestow upon you, the glory I grant you!"


    "I will heed Your Oracle, great Queen of Heaven!"


    "Your name, your fate, they all started because of me, there''s no need for us to be so formal with each other."


    "Alright, Mother Goddess."


    Hercules clenched his right fist to his chest and knelt, his expression reverent and devout.


    Hercules��the man bestowed with glory by Hera, this was his name, and his fate.


    Having successfully subdued this son of prophecy and enlisted him under her command, Hera glanced at her lover who had dragged her here to save the day and unconsciously licked her lips.


    Speaking of appearance fees, shouldn''t we settle up?


    Luo En''s face turned bitter, the joy from stealing Zeus'' favorite completely gone, and his kidneys began to cry out softly.


    However, before he could think of a way to escape, Hera had already grabbed his arm, speaking righteously to her newly accepted son.


    "Alright, hurry back to the city and make preparations with Admetos for the joint defense. Before the reinforcements arrive, the God of Wine and I will stay in Thessaly to prepare for any eventuality. That''s settled then!"


    "Mother Goddess, I''ll make the arrangements right away!"


    With that said, Hercules turned and strode toward Thessaly Royal Palace.


    As he looked back, seeing the handsome man and beautiful woman standing together under the starlight, he couldn''t help feeling they were a perfect and harmonious match.


    ��The God of Wine, he could be your father...


    Vaguely, the words the Mother Goddess Hera had said to him when she appeared as an old woman echoed in his mind.


    Hercules thought about it and nodded seriously.


    Yes, indeed!


    Compared to that "Bloodline Father" high above in Olympus, this "Spiritual Father" who ran about for the lives in the Mortal World, deserved his respect and approval more.


    So, this choice, it can''t be wrong!


    This time, unlike when he entered the city in secrecy, Hercules took off his Invisibility Cloak, revealed his true appearance, and walked with his head held high through the great gates of Thessaly Royal City, toward the palace under the night sky.


    Watching his big brother can shoulder some of the burden, leaving the desolate mountain without a backward glance, Luo En remained behind, wanting to cry but having no tears.


    Brother, save me...


    "Speaking of which, how did Admetos suddenly pass away from illness?"


    With a contemplative voice, Hera stepped forward, gazing at Thessaly City under the night sky, her face showing confusion.


    "I recall he was bouncing around alive at the last meeting at War God Mountain."


    "It''s because of this..."


    Luo En raised his arm, showing a black skull emblem on his hand.


    "The Mark of the Dead?"


    Hera was slightly startled, then she had a sudden realization.


    "He was just pretending to be dead, his soul never entered the Netherworld!"


    For some unknown reason, she began to feel a bit sorry for Hercules who was kept in the dark.


    "No, Admetos really died once."


    Luo En shook his head, replying somberly.


    "Moreover, if Hercules hadn''t come or hadn''t wanted to stay, he might already be at the Court of Judgment now."


    "Why?" Despite the stratagem to entice Hercules to their side involving a bit of deception, risking life seemed beyond Hera''s understanding.


    "Admetos requested it himself, it was also a gamble he set up."


    Luo En paused, explaining sternly.


    "He didn''t want to deceive his friends or betray his faith, yet he didn''t want to watch Thessaly fall idly by. Thus, all he could do was stake everything on a bet for Hercules to make his own decision!"


    "Including himself?" Hera was even more surprised.


    "Sacrificing civilians, sacrificing nobles, sacrificing personal guards, and at the critical moment, even the King can be placed on the scales..."


    Luo En recounted the words Admetos had personally told him that night, his gaze deep.


    "Compared to the Divine King and his will up in Olympus, human lives indeed seem as trivial as dust, their well-being does not count for much. But like gathering fleece to make wool, and feathers can sink a ship, the weight of so many lives together eventually tips the scales toward this place."


    In his musings, he looked up at the small lights on the mountain below and the vast stars in the sky, scoffing and shaking his head.


    All beings are like ants, but ants can build high towers!


    This was a truth that the high and mighty Divine King would never understand.


    As Luo En silently pondered, a hot rush of air poured into his ear,


    "Alright, let''s not talk about this, how are you planning to spend tonight?"


    Behind him, Hera had moved closer, licking her moist lips as she asked.


    Seeing Hera''s near-tantalizing gaze, Luo En showed a dry smile on his face.


    "Sigh, can we take a break?"


    Hera returned the smile, then...


    "Bang!"


    The figure trying to sneak away downhill was caught by the ankle, stumbled, and crashed to the ground, then as if dragged by a beast, slid all the way into a small grove.


    Struggling, the ten fingers embedded in the soil made deep trenches on the ground, his cries for help drowned out by wails.

 Chapter 574 71: Brother, You Seem a Bit Off

    Three days later.


    Luo En, who had almost lost a round of weight, arrived at the Royal Palace of Thessaly with dark circles under his eyes.


    By then, the hall had already gathered quite a few Divine Blood Heroes.


    In addition to familiar faces like Telamon, Cainis, the Twins of Sparta, Princess Helen, and Medea, there were also a large batch of Divine Blood Heroes who had rushed over from other city-states.


    Since the Old Gods coalition forces primarily had only two paths of attack, the Sea of Okeanos and the city of Thessaly.


    Therefore, the defense line of Thessaly was naturally the most critical, and to collectively face this challenge, various factions needed to allocate some Divine Blood Heroes and troops to keep the Old Gods'' army outside the defense line.


    "Ah, has the busy man finally arrived?"


    Upon seeing Luo En, the big-chested brother Cainis briskly stepped forward, wrapped his arm around Luo En''s neck, and pulled him into a corner, unabashedly reaching out his hand.


    "Got any booze? Give me a drink first!"


    As he spoke, the old acquaintance rummaged through Luo En, until he found the hidden stash at Luo En''s waist, lifting a liquor jug satisfactorily and guzzling it down.


    Seeing Cainis''s demeanor, Luo En was somewhat torn between laughter and tears.


    Although the [cognitive distortion] woven with Divinity from his memories had been lifted, his identity as the God of Wine was no longer a secret to those familiar figures, but the way Cainis treated him, not as a stranger nor as a god, and always thinking about freeload his good wine, was truly unique.


    The careless nerve is indeed the seed of Ares.


    As Luo En was internally grumbling, Medea, Atalanta, Helen, and Hippolyta also gathered around him, the first two were already aware of his disguised identity, and the latter two didn''t look too surprised.


    After all, one was clad in the Sacred Robe of Virgo, forcing calmness, and the other presumably had communicated with Artemis and belonged to the robust nerve of Ares''s bloodline.


    When old friends reassembled, catching up was inevitable.


    However, as they spoke, Luo En noticed that among the familiar faces that had turned up, there seemed to be someone missing.


    "Where''s Hercules?"


    "Hmm, over there."


    Cainis, handing back the empty liquor jug to Luo En, pointed towards a corner bustling with people, a schadenfreude smile emerging on his face.


    "He seems quite popular."


    At that moment, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed young man with luxurious adornments and an air that seemed a mix of a nouveau riche and a rogue was stepping sideways like a crab, diligently following behind Hercules, almost obsequiously.


    "Hey, buddy, I''ve been wanting to see you for a while, dreaming about it even, come on, let''s have a drink. We must have a drink!"


    Hercules, harried beyond patience, could only take the cup and symbolically clinked it with the blond young man.


    But immediately, he somewhat regretted this decision.


    Because this guy was a snake, very good at climbing up the pole.


    "Tsk, tsk, look at this Divine Pattern, so big and bold! Look at the muscles on this arm, almost bigger than my head, how do you train them?"


    The blond slapping Hercules''s shoulder vigorously, while his right hand slid down to feel the Divine Pattern, clicking his tongue in wonder, very much like a lecher upon seeing a beautiful woman.


    "Killing Magic Beasts and Titans..."


    Hercules glared at the hand pressed against his chest and the blond young man whose life he could squeeze out with one hand, speaking somberly.


    "Of course, I''ve also killed quite a few masters among humans."


    Jason, sensing the murderous aura, stiffened as if a chicken about to be slaughtered, quickly retracting his unruly hand, hurriedly refilled Hercules''s drink while changing the subject.


    "Drink, let''s continue drinking. Meeting you in Thessaly and having a drink with you makes this trip worthwhile. Even if I die here, when I descend to the Netherworld, I can boast that I drank with you, brother."


    Hercules looked at the strangely serious and eager blond, shaking his head helplessly as he raised his drink bowl.


    Although he didn''t know where this fervor came from, since he was a hero who had come to guard Thessaly, he still had to offer some hospitality on behalf of Admetos.


    The blond''s eyes sparkled peculiarly as he immediately, gleefully collided his drink cup with Hercules''s goblet, then tilted his head back to drain the nectar, his face flushed with excited rosiness like an addict.


    After just a few drinks, he sidled closer again, his fervent gaze sizing up Hercules from top to bottom, chattering incessantly.


    "Buddy, this bow, was it your prize from capturing the Erymanthian Wild Boar, a gift from Artemis in exchange for this offering, right?"


    "My goodness, capturing the Hound of the Underworld King, completing the trials, the belt bestowed upon you by His Majesty the King of Gods!"


    "The robe you''re wearing is the Sacred Robe of Leo! A sacred artifact from War God Mountain?"


    "The braces of Antaeus? The Titan you strangled to death?"


    "Come on, tell me how you took that big guy to the skies, I can''t wait to hear! This will give me stories to tell back home!"


    The blond knew about all these things by heart and, with an extremely exaggerated tone and expressive facial expressions, eagerly urged Hercules beside him.


    Facing such an unabashed character, Hercules''s mouth twitched slightly, his facial expression taut, almost breaking his fac?ade; he suddenly lost the mood to intimidate this frivolous fellow who had approached him.


    At this moment, the blond man moved even closer like a snake sliding up a pole, and his restless hands stealthily reached for Hercules''s quiver.


    "And this quiver of arrows, it was given to you by Zeus, the King of Gods, right? The one used to kill the Stymphalian Lake''s monstrous birds? Let me feel it more!"


    "If you trigger the Divine Pattern on it and release those things, even I can''t save you..."


    Hercules, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn''t help but frown and remind him.


    The blond man, who was closely examining and even sniffing the arrows, suddenly changed expression, hastily stuffed them back into the quiver, and squeezed out a grateful smile.


    "Bro, you just saved my life! Come on, have another one!"


    Afterwards, the blonde diligently picked up the jar, and very obsequiously filled Hercules''s wine bowl.


    Watching the several empty wine jars on the floor, Hercules was quite skeptical of the blonde''s motives.


    This guy, isn''t he just finding ways to get him to drink more?


    Hercules picked up his wine bowl, glanced at the slender blonde, and kindly advised.


    "Thessaly is the frontline against the Old Gods; it''s very dangerous."


    "Aren''t you guys here? I''ll just blend in."


    The blonde unashamedly acknowledged his weakness, then, shifting the conversation, beamed a smile.


    "Such a magnificent epic, it would be a waste if there''s no audience to witness it."


    Immediately, the blonde raised his glass, waved grandly to the increasingly familiar heroes around him, and started joking.


    "Here''s to the bravest man in all of Greece!"


    The crowd gladly raised their glasses to Hercules and teased the blonde.


    "Jason, you''re so into Hercules, why don''t you just become a woman and marry him!"


    "Can''t a man do it? You''re being discriminatory!"


    The blonde glared, waving his fist in protest.


    "Right, right, a man can do it too!"


    "It works even if you''re not a person!"


    The heroes laughed uproariously, happily joining in the jest.


    As the banquet heated up further, the heroes no longer stuck to their seats or origins, finding each other for conversations and drinks, whether they were acquaintances or simply took a liking to one another.


    At that moment, the hall seemed to come alive with the activity of the blond young man, as if infused with life.


    "His name is Jason?"


    Luo En watched the blonde, who was mingling like a social butterfly among the heroes, and asked with interest.


    Cainis nodded, looking disdainful.


    "The son of the former King of Iolcus, Jason, the queen''s cousin who was cast out, is also a distant relative of His Majesty."


    As a descendant of Ares, God of War, this beauty from Thessaly generally did not favor weaklings and frivolous men.


    Unfortunately for Jason, he was both.


    In the midst of their conversation, the handsome blonde happened to come over to their group, cheerfully offering a toast.


    Luo En politely smiled and raised his glass, engaging in brief small talk with this young man who was popular amongst the male heroes present.


    It must be said, this fallen prince, who had experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, had a gift for making friends and cracking jokes.


    Even as Luo En conversed with a scrutinizing attitude, he couldn''t help but be amused by him several times.


    However, in front of female heroes like Atalanta, Helen, and Cainis, Jason''s misguided male charm was severely frowned upon.


    Noticing the atmosphere cooling, he didn''t get annoyed but tactfully made his exit.


    However, just before leaving, he secretly gave Luo En a thumb up behind his back, his eyes showing a mix of admiration and envy, then patted his shoulder, earnestly muttering.


    Buddy, you seem a bit off, take it easy...


    Luo En, touching the dark circles under his eyes, stiffened his face, and flipped a middle finger at Jason''s departing back.


    To hell with you, I''m not the one who''s lost here! Your whole family is lost!

 Chapter 575 72: Failing to Show Off and Getting Screwed Over

    In the great hall,


    just as Luo En was secretly concerned about Jason''s biological functions, Atalanta approached curiously and asked.


    "Teacher, what were you talking about just now?"


    "Oh, he said he was jealous, jealous that I have so many lovely ladies to keep me company."


    Luo En replied without changing his expression, smiling towards the stunning beauties beside him.


    The future most beautiful woman in Greece, Helen, the current most beautiful woman in Thessaly, Cainis, the legendary enchantress Medea, the huntress Atalanta, and the renowned Amazon Queen Hippolyta with her Amazon troop...


    Such high-quality beauties��a single Divine Blood Hero possessing one could often boast and brag extensively.


    But for him, almost all the beauties scoring above eight almost formed two mahjong tables.


    Having been praised by the Chief God himself, all the beauties in the area seemed very pleased, unconsciously moving closer toward Luo En at the center, trying to exhibit more of their beauty in hopes of gaining further recognition.


    Alas, where does this baseless competitive spirit come from?


    Luo En, surrounded by stars holding up a cup, pretended to sigh while he keenly enjoyed the eye-pleasing spectacle of beauties vying for attention around him.


    And at the scene, envious or admiring gazes landed on that lucky rascal surrounded by beauties.


    However, it didn''t take long before the exclusive adoration Luo En received brought hatred upon him.


    "Hey, kid, where are you from? What achievements have you made? What qualifies you to sit here?"


    A middle-aged man, burping from alcohol, staggered over and slapped his hand on Luo En''s table, sneering with inquiry.


    "Right, speak up, let everyone hear."


    The man following him jeered with his arms crossed.


    The two men, likely brothers, disdainfully and indignantly eyed the delicate-looking Luo En in front of them.


    Everyone here came as Divine Blood Heroes to support Thessaly. Why should this pretty face be able to sit at the front and enjoy the service of so many beauties?


    However, fueled by their dismay and alcohol, the two men failed to notice that as soon as they spoke out, the entire room fell silent, and gazes filled with pity or mockery converged on them.


    Whose misfortunate men are these? Don''t they know that the ones at the forefront are often the toughest fighters?


    About a dozen Divine Blood Heroes who participated in the battle against the giants even looked on with schadenfreude.


    Unlike these naive newcomers, they had witnessed this "pretty face" brutally smash a group of giants into a pile of gore on the ground.


    Now, this was going to be a good show.


    And as Luo En looked at the two troublemakers, his gaze also became filled with warmth.


    A wild, brain-dead antagonist, the best kind of fodder for showing off and face-slapping in legends! After so long in Greece, he finally encountered the real deal!


    Every time it was about defeating more powerful foes, but this time he must try the thrill of crushing newbies in the starting village!


    "Swoosh! Swoosh!"


    However, before Luo En could come up with his own thrilling script, two sharp sounds of breaking the air exploded from behind him.


    Before anyone realized, they saw two arrows embed themselves into a stone pillar of the great hall, their tails vibrating noisily.


    And the two middle-aged men causing trouble at the table hesitated for a moment before they felt a burning pain on their cheeks and instinctively raised their hands, as the warmth of blood flowed into their palms.


    Blood!


    The pain from the tear in their cheeks caused the alcohol to turn into cold sweat within them.


    "Now, do we qualify to sit here?"


    Atalanta, holding her bowstring taut, looked displeased.


    The two middle-aged men, as if sensing the scent of death, quickly identified their target.


    "I meant him, you..."


    "He is my teacher and a distinguished guest of Arcadia; to insult him is to insult all of Arcadia!"


    Atalanta coldly indicated her identity as the Arcadian Queen, her sharp gaze fixed on the two men.


    The two brothers at the table seemed like rabbits under a leopard''s gaze, feeling a chill down their spines, their faces pale as they instinctively shrank their necks and fled in panic.


    However, just as they turned around, a whooshing spear nearly pierced their feet as it plunged into the ground, narrowly missing their foot soles.


    "Who said you could leave?"


    Cainis moved forward with a sneer, pulling out the spear that had sunk several inches into the floor, the cold and hard spearhead mercilessly slapping the faces of the men who were still bleeding.


    "Where are you from? What have you accomplished? What qualifies you to stand in front of us?"


    The temperamental beauty of Thessaly posed the same questions, seeing the men''s legs shaking uncontrollably, she scoffed with disdain.


    "Two blind fools, don''t you know he is a state guest of Thessaly? Pah!"


    Watching the spit on the floor and the splatter around, Luo En silently put down his wine cup, muttering complaints internally.


    Cainis, could you be any more uncouth?


    What''s more, she had stolen his lines!


    Luo En turned his head, casting a resentful glance at his devoted disciple, Atalanta, who was firmly protecting him, and at the eager group of female and male heroes beside her, feeling utterly frustrated.


    Revealing his identity too soon was problematic��he hardly had a chance to face any challenges himself as a horde always stepped in to fight on his behalf.


    What was meant to be an exhilarating episode just vanished.


    You''re in for it tonight!


    Luo En glanced maliciously at his beloved disciple, his eyes lingering on her lion''s tail, flickering slyly.

 Chapter 576 72: Failing to Show Off and Getting Screwed Over

    At that moment, Cainis, who was up ahead chastising two provocateurs, saw that they were still not responding and likewise lost her patience; her long spear that was both black and coarse was raised aloft.


    "Not talking, huh? Then there''s no need to speak!"


    Luo En was idly toying with his wine cup, watching with a cold eye.


    Cainis was not known for her good temper, and the Divine Era was far from a civilized and courteous time.


    Killing for wealth, for beauty, for spite, for honor... Such cases where an argument escalated into a life-and-death struggle were almost a daily occurrence.


    If you don''t have the strength, but still pretend to be tough, you better be prepared to face the consequences.


    "Wait a moment!"


    Just as Cainis''s long, black, and coarse spear whistled down, a nimble figure rushed in from the entrance, grabbing hold of her spear.


    Seeing the spear above their heads being intercepted, the two middle-aged men who had nearly reported to the Netherworld seemed to lose all support and collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air heavily.


    Feeling the resistance transmitted from the shaft of the spear, Cainis couldn''t help but arch an eyebrow and looked towards the young man who had appeared before her.


    "Boy, where are you from?"


    "Meleager, Prince of Calydon; these two are my uncles who have come with me to assist Thessaly against the giants," the young man hurriedly replied, immediately lowering his posture to plead.


    "With the great battle imminent, I ask you to forgive their offense for the sake of their forthcoming efforts on behalf of Thessaly."


    ����So it''s him...


    At this time, sitting at the table, Luo En, recognizing the familiar face of the youth, couldn''t help but chuckle and shake his head.


    Back when he was visiting Atalanta and Medea at the Academy of Athens, he happened to encounter a group of fervent youngsters planning to return to their homeland to subdue Magic Beasts and alleviate disasters.


    This student named "Meleager" was one of them.


    Luo En remembered him so clearly because he greatly admired this young man filled with righteousness and ideals.


    Latter, as he put out fires in Arcadia and Thessaly, he heard some tales about the prince.


    His homeland Calydon as well was affected by the Beast Tide unleashed by Typhon, with groups of Magical Pigs rampantly devouring crops, destroying buildings, and killing passersby.


    Hence, he gathered companions and the army of Calydon to hunt down those rampaging Magical Pigs.


    Ultimately, the Calydonians, under his leadership, successfully eradicated the malevolent beasts within their territory.


    The sizable hunt of Calydon was sung about by Bards from various city-states, much to the delight of many.


    Since it was this young man, perhaps he was entitled to a bit of face.


    After all, he and Atalanta were somehow responsible for the Beast Tide that had spread to Calydon.


    However, before Luo En could speak to Cainis...


    The two middle-aged men, now regaining their senses on the ground, had their cheeks flush with anger as they obstinately declared.


    "Meleager, she is insulting us, insulting your uncles! Why should we bow down? Punish them, show them a lesson!"


    The recent public humiliation had left them utterly loss of face, and the scornful gazes from all around fueled their indignation, compelling them to rely on their nephew to regain their lost dignity.


    "Shut up!"


    The Calydonian Prince, who had rushed there, coldly scolded with a stern face, showing no intention of standing up for them.


    Did these fools really think this was still Calydon, where everyone would tolerate their antics?


    Even traveling abroad, they didn''t know how to restrain their arrogant nature��it would be the death of them!


    Unfortunately, when the two middle-aged men heard their nephew''s rebuke, far from settling down, they became even angrier.


    Meleager, can you really stand by and watch your own kin be treated like this? How can you be so partial to strangers? What did your mother teach you before you left?"


    Hearing this, the Prince of Calydon could no longer contain himself. He turned, grabbed his uncles by the collars, and let out a chilling huff.


    "Enough! If it weren''t for my mother''s sake, you wouldn''t even have the qualifications to join the expedition! I made an exception to include you, yet you still go around causing trouble, and you''re about to discredit all Calydonians. Get back immediately!"


    "You..." Hearing their nephew''s harsh scolding, rage contorted the faces of the two middle-aged men, sequentially turning red and pale as their hands trembled slightly.


    "Do I need to say it a second time? Get out!"


    The Calydonian Prince scowled as he dragged his two uncles off the ground, then threw them out the door.


    "Send them back to Calydon! If mother asks, tell her it was my doing!"


    The two Divine Blood guards who answered the call immediately hoisted the two middle-aged men, stuffed them into the carriage, and decisively drove away from the Thessaly Royal Palace.


    Once the carriage had completely disappeared from view, the Calydonian Prince visibly relaxed, and then, with a cup in hand, approached Luo En with an apologetic expression.


    "My uncles had a bit too much to drink, and were not in their right minds when they offended you. Please forgive them, I am willing to take responsibility for their actions!"


    "What if the cost is a life?"


    "Uh..."


    Looking at the Prince''s changing expression, Luo En smiled and patted the young man''s shoulder with a sincere piece of advice.


    "Adults should take responsibility for their own actions, not let others cover for them. The more you indulge them, the more trouble they''ll cause, and be careful that in the end, you might get dragged down too."


    In fact, what he said was not unfounded, but was the original fate of the Calydonian Prince Meleager.


    In the original Calydonian Hunt, Atalanta had also participated in the campaign and ultimately, due to her exquisite archery and combat skills, became the leading hero in killing the Calydon Magical Pigs.


    After the hunt, Prince Meleager, in distributing the spoils, gave the most valuable prize, the skin of the Magical Pig, to Atalanta.


    However, this act incurred the dissatisfaction of his uncles, who rallied a few similarly discontented men and took the pigskin first.


    In his rage, Meleager, in an attempt to take back the pigskin for Atalanta, accidentally killed the two uncles.


    Upon hearing that her two brothers were killed by her son, Meleager''s doting mother''s love died as well.


    The mother recalled that when Meleager was only a week old, The Furies prophesied that her son''s life would be as long as the unburnt torch by the hearth. At that time, she immediately took the torch and extinguished it in the water, then hid it in a location within the palace only she knew, hoping her son''s life would be long.


    After hearing the tragic news, heartbroken, she took out the torch and threw it into the fire. As the torch burned, Meleager felt himself growing weaker. After her son''s death, the mother deeply regretted her actions and subsequently took her own life.


    It could be said that the tragedy of this family was all caused by Meleager''s two ''good'' uncles.


    Just now, although Meleager had been harsh on the surface, even giving his uncles a beating and sending them back to Calydon, he was actually trying to save their lives.


    After all, the strength Cainis had shown earlier was truly lethal, and Meleager, who personally took the spear, could not have been unaware.


    It''s a pity that, given the character of these two, Meleager''s painstaking efforts were mostly in vain.


    This kind of familial protection was destined to bring endless troubles to Meleager''s family.


    Without addressing the root of the problem, even if Meleager escaped the fate of dying in the Calydonian Hunt, sooner or later he would be dragged down by these two troublesome uncles because of other issues.


    The Calydonian Prince pondered for a moment at his desk and then nodded seriously.


    "I will take your teachings to heart. Once I return to Calydon, I will ensure that my mother keeps a strict watch over them."


    "Don''t let your mother have too much contact with them. Better for them to live as wealthy gentlemen than to cause trouble for you outside. After all, not everyone is as easygoing as I am."


    "Yes, sir."


    Meleager nodded again, his demeanor even more respectful.


    Hearing the Calydonian Prince addressing him, Luo En chuckled and shook his head.


    The kid wasn''t stupid. It looked like he had already recognized him, the honorary mentor from the Academy of Athens and the operator of War God Mountain''s Unit Two.


    "Alright, you go ahead and get busy."


    Having received formal forgiveness, Meleager felt as if a weight had been lifted off him, and with a cup in hand, began mingling and conversing with the heroes in the hall, gradually dissipating the earlier tension.


    "Bang!"


    Just as the atmosphere in the room was turning more relaxed, a wine cup was suddenly smashed to the ground, shattering to pieces, with the crimson wine splattering everywhere.


    "Eurystheus, what is the meaning of this?!"


    Telamon, who was attending to guests, stood up angrily, glaring at the middle-aged man surrounded by dozens of Divine Blood Heroes.


    The middle-aged man, expressionless, brushed off the wine that had splashed onto his luxurious clothing, and spoke indifferently.


    "I don''t drink with slaves..."


    At this moment, Hercules, holding a cup with one hand, had veins throbbing on his forehead and his arm trembling slightly.

 Chapter 577 73: Adoptive Parents Above, Receive a Bow from Hercules

    Here it comes again...


    Watching the scene about to unfold, Luo En helplessly touched his forehead.


    Eurystheus, another grandson of Perseus from the Perseus Constellation, Hercules''s cousin, the current King of Argos, was also an important figure in bringing about the accomplishment of Hercules''s twelve labors.


    Years ago, before the birth of Hercules, Zeus had announced at the Divine Authority meeting that Perseus''s first grandson would rule the region of Argos, governing all other descendants of Perseus.


    His intention was to bestow this honor on the son he had fathered with his lover Alcmene, to grant the Child of Fate both land and support, so as to play a greater role in the upcoming battle against the giants.


    But in offering benefits to his own illegitimate son, he carved flesh from Hera.


    As it happened, Argos was a Holy Land of Hera.


    Thus, upon learning this information, the Queen of the Heavens, enraged, used her Authority as the Goddess of Marriage to let another grandson of Perseus, Eurystheus, be born prematurely, making him the King of the region of Argos, and Hercules, born later, became his subject instead.


    Later, Hercules was born, and Hera, following her routine, went to assassinate the illegitimate child but, by mistake, became involved with Luo En.


    Under Luo En''s guidance, the Queen of the Heavens gradually let go of the hatred in her heart and stopped being fixated on eradicating Zeus''s illegitimate children and lovers.


    Hercules and his mother Alcmene thus escaped disaster and at first went into hiding in the region of Argos.


    However, as Hercules gradually grew and his fame rose, King Eurystheus began to take notice of this renowned brother of his. Fearing potential threats, he summoned him into the Royal Palace, ostensibly providing him with the status of a slave, and assigned him a series of daunting tasks, sending his brother off to face his death.


    After all, having such a powerful brother nearby, coupled with Zeus''s prophecy, his throne was far from secure.


    Hercules was initially unwilling to submit, but the Divine Oracle of Zeus could not be defied, so he left his home for the Delphi area to seek guidance from Fate.


    The Three Fates gave him their answer, "Follow the guidance of the oracle, complete the twelve glorious labors, and you will eventually be freed from mortality and ascend to divinity!"


    Thus, Hercules patiently returned to the Argos region, obeying his cousin Eurystheus''s orders.


    After completing several labors, his maternal grandfather and mentor Perseus descended to the Lower Realm, took Hercules out of Argos, and dedicated himself to teaching him martial arts and knowledge, taking him through trials, which led to the great hero Hercules as we know him today.


    Yet, the animosity between the two brothers did not dissipate because of this.


    In that moment, seeing Hercules being humiliated in public, the assembly fell silent; among the heroes present, some were indignant, some worried, but there were also those who were indifferent or mocking.


    After all, heroes, in essence, are still human.


    They may possess abilities and qualities worth boasting about, but they cannot wash away their innate flaws and desires.


    Hercules looked at his cousin before him, and he clenched and unclenched his fists, finally choosing to let go.


    Seeing this, a number of heroes flashed a look of disdain in their eyes.


    So much for the great hero, after all.


    Seeing this, Luo En sighed, and then...


    "Crack!"


    A crisp sound of shattering exploded on Eurystheus''s head; the King of Argos staggered, then came to his senses, felt the dampness on his head, and looking at the crimson mixture of wine and blood in his palm, he couldn''t help but burst into a rage.


    "Who? Which bastard threw a wine cup at me?!"


    "Your grandfather, I did!"


    Accompanied by a rough snort, a foot flew over and kicked the searching Eurystheus to the ground.


    "Who gave you permission to waste it?"


    Luo En stepped on the back of Eurystheus, his face somber.


    The Eurystheus sprawled on the ground glared up angrily, struggling and roaring as he did.


    "Are you mad? I am the King of Argos!"


    "King of Argos my ass. You think you''re worthy of wasting my wine?"


    Luo En forced the stubborn head of Eurystheus into a pool of crimson wine spilled on the floor, making him swallow the wine.


    "Lick it clean! Lick the wine off the floor! Don''t drink, and you die!"


    Feeling the increasing pressure on his head and the faint cries of his skull as it began to bear the unbearable, Eurystheus could no longer maintain his pride or dignity. Enduring humiliation, he opened his mouth and licked the leftover wine from the floor like a dog.


    Even as the dirt on the ground made him feel nauseated, even as shards and pieces in the wine cut his tongue and cheeks, he dared not pause or show any negligence.


    For indeed, stopping really would end in death!


    It wasn''t until Eurystheus had finally licked the remaining wine of the ground that Luo En snorted coldly and kicked him away as if he were discarding trash.


    As Eurystheus hit the pillar with a thud, the heroes looked at the bruised and swollen King of Argos and fell utterly silent.


    The grace of the gods is as vast as the sea, their might as inexorable as prison.


    The gods have never only had one face; they often are a combination of both light and dark.


    At this moment, Luo En looked back at Eurystheus lying on the ground like a dead dog, picked up a pitcher, poured himself a cup of wine, and gently swirled it.


    He is the God of Wine and Feasts. Breaking his cup, spilling his wine is blasphemy!


    Let alone a mere mortal king, even the deities on Mount Olympus could be killed if he was strong enough to defeat them.


    For in the Divine Era, the one with the bigger fist makes the rules!


    Due to a moral standard significantly higher than the average among the deities of Greece, he normally did not indulge in displaying his cruel side. But that doesn''t mean he wouldn''t deliver a thunderous blow when needed.


    Luo En disdainfully glanced at the so-called King of Argos, then turned to address his brother by bloodline with a somber tone.


    "Listen, Hercules, what I want to see is a lion who can lead a flock into battle, not a hound that binds its own feet! The next time someone dares to show their face, don''t give face to anyone else. Just kill them directly!"


    Hercules nodded heavily when he heard this, his formidable presence gushing out, making him resemble an unsheathed sword.


    He hadn''t intervened immediately before partly because of the long-term instinctive thinking pattern enforced by his cousin''s dominance, and partly due to his regard for the faces of his teacher, Perseus, his old friend Admetos, and the divine oracle of The Three Fates.


    But with the personal demonstration by the God of Wine right before his eyes, a shackle in his heart had shattered.


    In attendance, who wasn''t a being of Divine Blood? Even ordinary humans claimed to be creations from the ashes of Titans. Under fists and swords, who is nobler than whom?


    If they don''t respect you, hit them until they do!


    Seeing Hercules break free from the cage of the Oracle and regaining the sharpness of a lion, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    He was looking forward to bringing this strong man on a raid against Zeus and The Three Fates. What was the point if Hercules hesitated to face a human king who dared to cross him?


    At that moment, Eurystheus, who had somehow managed to get up from the ground, summoned a large group of Divine Blood retainers and stood behind the troops with a livid face, shouting angrily.


    "How dare you insult me, insult the King of Argos? I''ll make you pay for this right now!"


    "King of Argos? Very well, from now on, you are no longer..."


    Just as Eurystheus was about to give the order, a deep, cold voice came from outside the door, and a Goddess with golden crown and white arms stepped gracefully into the great hall.

 Chapter 578 74: Prohibition of Unpleasantness

    The visitor was none other than Queen Hera, the Guardian God of Argos.


    Upon hearing he was being dismissed on the spot, Eurystheus couldn''t hide his astonishment.


    "Lady Hera, what do you mean by this?"


    "Didn''t understand?" Hera looked towards Eurystheus with a chilling gaze, "You, out of personal resentment, dragged the nation into a needless conflict, disregarding my directive. You simply do not deserve to lead Argos!"


    If it had been just an ordinary family dispute, it might not have warranted such severe punishment.


    After all, relationships among relatives in Greece were never too friendly, each had their own sleaze, Eurystheus, though somewhat calculating, still diligently performed his religious duties.


    But this time, despite the divine edict I clearly delivered commanding military support for Thessaly, Eurystheus, as the sovereign, dared to embarrass Thessaly''s state guest in public and made an enemy of Thessaly, which constituted a grave overstepping of authority.


    "Lady Hera, I did all this for you!"


    Seeing that he might actually lose his kingship right there and then, Eurystheus hurriedly defended himself.


    "I did not regard Hercules as an enemy out of personal desire, but only wished to rid you of this disgraceful illegitimate son and defend your sacred marriage!"


    For me?


    Seeing her chosen King of Argos, throwing the blame on her in public and still trying to save a sliver of dignity, Hera nearly trembled with rage.


    Moreover, that so-called "sacred marriage" sounded particularly ironic to her ears.


    Just as Hera was about to burst out, a calming, soothing inquiry came from the corner.


    "So, by suppressing Hercules, what could you gain?"


    "To keep my kingship unthreatened, maybe even gain favor from Lady Hera! Everyone in Greece knows well of her harshness towards illegitimate children and mistresses, wishing them all dead! As long as I handle this matter well..."


    Eurystheus, his face flushed and voice impassioned, continued until suddenly a jolt made him sober up, and his expression drastically changed.


    How had he carelessly spoken all his inner thoughts?


    At this moment, the assembly was utterly silent, heroes looked disdainfully towards the King of Argos.


    Even the soldiers of the Divine Blood Guard felt ashamed, lowering their heads and subtly distancing themselves from Eurystheus.


    Thinking back to that strange, intoxicating sensation lingering in his mind, Eurystheus looked at the God of Wine, who was smiling and raising a toast at the banquet, feeling an urge to cry but no tears came.


    Drinking leads to trouble, he thought, never wanting to drink again.


    Of course, assuming there would be a later...


    Looking at the grim-faced Queen Hera in front of him, Eurystheus''s forehead was covered in cold sweat as he stammered his defense.


    "I didn''t, I wasn''t..."


    "Huh!"


    Before he could finish his sentence, a flawless white arm had already heavily swung down, and the surging divine power crushed Eurystheus into a heap of flesh from afar.


    Seeing how the King of Argos had walked himself into a dead-end step by step, Luo En chuckled and shook his head, draining his glass of wine.


    Eurystheus''s death was not a wrongful one; he indeed was the kind who committed evil in the guise of the deities'' names.


    Originally, according to Fate''s prophecy, he was supposed to be the issuer of Hercules''s twelve labors, acting against Hercules somewhat involuntarily.


    If it had all stopped there, he could have retired safely in his later years, continuing as the King of Argos.


    However, after the death of Hercules, no longer fearing his ascended demigod cousin, Eurystheus schemed against the hero''s descendants, aiming to eradicate them completely.


    Most of those descendants stayed with Hercules''s mother Alcmene, and to escape the king''s persecution, they fled to Trachis in Athens, hoping for asylum. Upon hearing this, Eurystheus persistently troubled them, demanding that the Athenian king hand them over or face war.


    The descendants of Hercules, feeling threatened, were forced to rally together with the Athenians in resistance, and for a final victory, Hercules''s daughter even sacrificed her life to the gods willingly.


    As a result, Eurystheus was defeated and captured, and Hercules''s elderly mother Alcmene personally avenged her son and granddaughter.


    There''s no misfortune without invitation, and the retribution of good and evil follows like a shadow; so it generally is.


    After personally executing Eurystheus, Hera''s somber expression eased quite a bit as she turned to approach Hercules in the grand hall.


    Telamon, thinking of the formidable past Hera had with her illegitimate children and lovers, was about to stand up and intercede on behalf of his good friend Hercules, but Luo En held him back in his seat.


    Don''t worry...


    As the lips of the God of Wine silently moved, Hera, already approaching the table, under the watchful eyes of all, reached out and grasped Hercules''s arm, raising it high.


    "From now on, Hercules shall be the new King of Argos!"


    At this unexpected declaration, the heroes were astonished, even Hercules himself seemed taken aback.


    "Me?"


    "Yes, according to the oracle: The first grandson of Perseus shall rule the land of Argos, shall rule Argos, and shall govern all other descendants of Perseus. Since Eurystheus is now dead, naturally, the kingship should fall to you."


    Hera matter-of-factly replied, a golden olive branch crown representing royalty appeared in her palm, and then she personally placed it on Hercules''s head.

 Chapter 579 74 Prohibited Cringe_2

    Seeing the scene before them, the heroes had expressions of disbelief, and immediately, discussions erupted like a pot boiling over.


    Is this the same home-wrecker slayer and illegitimate child nemesis?


    Isn''t she the one who hates illegitimate children the most?


    Hasn''t Hercules been persecuted by her all this time?


    "You believe in the ghost stories of the dead?"


    In the corner, the God of Wine swirled his cup and asked with a sneering laugh.


    And as they faced the reality of Hera personally crowning Hercules, a love rival''s son, the heroes began to understand just how deeply they had misunderstood the Queen of Heaven.


    There was no home-wrecker slayer, no illegitimate child nemesis, all of it was just rumors from the outside!


    The crowd had an epiphany, and one after another, they looked on with disdain at the pile of flesh outside the door and spat.


    To defame that benevolent Queen of Heaven for one''s own selfishness and the throne, truly a death deserved!


    "Alright, gentlemen, today is the grand celebration of Hercules''s coronation as king. Why don''t we raise our cups in celebration and share this glorious moment!"


    The God of Feasts in the midst lifted his cup and shouted, the rhythmic Authority making the dishes on the plates even more delicious, the wine in the cups even richer.


    The joyful atmosphere infected everyone, and they raised their cups in response.


    "Cheers!"


    For a moment, in the hall cups and plates crossed, people exchanged drinks, and the entire hall was immersed in the ocean of joy.


    The happiest among them were undoubtedly the Divine Blood Royal Guard and heroes from Argos, who surrounded Hercules and toasted the new king.


    In the world of the gods, only the lion is fit to lead the flock, only the brave can be praised, and only heroes are worthy of support.


    All this time, although Eurystheus ruled Argos, it was the former Hercules who constantly slew beasts and mitigated disasters. How many Argive people had benefited from his grace.


    Now, they had lost a cowardly and selfish faint-hearted monarch, but in return, they gained a hero who could lead and protect them. Nothing could make the people of Argos happier.


    It looks like the former King of Argos''s worries were correct; in terms of prestige or ability, he was no match for his own cousin.


    Luo En watched Hercules, surrounded by a crowd and being copiously filled with fine wine, and shook his head with a light chuckle, then picked up a cup of lighter-tasting wine from the table and passed it to the side.


    Hera, who had come over at some point, took the cup and rolled her eyes coquettishly at her little lover.


    "Now, are you satisfied?"


    "Satisfied, of course satisfied! Your fairness and kindness are now known to the world."


    With a gentle clink of cups, Luo En teased Hera with a smile.


    Now that Hercules served as an example, Hera''s bad reputation as the home-wrecker slayer and illegitimate child nemesis would naturally fade away and become a queen more people revered.


    However, Hera couldn''t care less about these things, her eyes slightly narrowed as she subtly leaned close to Luo En''s ear.


    "So, how do you plan to compensate me?"


    Feeling a very obvious hint, Luo En stiffened slightly and looked at Hercules, radiant, on the floor with a look of deep grievance.


    Why is it always you enjoying blessings, and me bearing the brunt?


    Don''t you know how many times your brother has sacrificed for you, both in the open and in secret?


    While Luo En muttered to himself, a hot breath poured into his ear, bringing with it waves of tickling directly into his brain.


    "Decided yet? Or should I decide for you?"


    In the corner, Hera twisted her serpentine waist, jokingly asked, her breastplate unintentionally brushing Luo En''s arm.


    Since freeing herself from the chains of marriage, she seemed to enjoy playing increasingly indecent games with her little lover.


    Such as making him lose composure in front of everyone...


    The awkwardness under tension, the conquest between reluctance and compliance, was like a jar of fine wine, delivering a different kind of pleasure each time.


    Just as the gorgeous Queen of Heaven was about to further tease her little lover, she saw Luo En''s expression change and he suddenly coughed violently.


    "Hebei? What brings you here?"


    "!"


    Hera instantly stiffened, hurriedly distancing herself from her little lover, composing herself with dignified poise, and turned to look behind.


    "He..."


    Seeing the Divine Blood Heroes walking around as usual, Hera was momentarily taken aback, then quickly realized what happened, her face turning black as her clenched teeth ground in irritation.


    Think evading a debt is easy? Think again!


    Hera burst out the door immediately, launching a furious manhunt.


    As the queen of heaven exited the scene, a figure carefully stepped out of the Labyrinth, relieved to let out a sigh of relief on the other side of the corner.


    While he enjoyed being coy, one couldn''t simply be coy all the time, could they?


    It was time to get down to business when serious matters called.


    Meanwhile, Luo En was getting acquainted with the origins, bloodlines, and abilities of each Divine Blood Hero, while also inquiring about the current situation of the chief gods and deities of the major city-states.


    According to the size of the Giant Spirit Clan, him and Hera alone were not enough to defend Thessaly.


    If the coastal walls had been built already, the chief gods and deities should be urged to converge as soon as possible.


    By the way, based on the progress of the construction work and the words and deeds of the chief gods, he intended to analyze whether they were dragging their feet and whether they could truly be trusted.


    Just as Luo En was covertly gathering intelligence, he inadvertently saw a handsome youth holding on to Medea''s arm, refusing to let her leave, while the blond Jason was quietly chirping in support from the side.


    Seeing this, his face darkened.


    Why were there so many people in a rush to reincarnate today? Or is this what counts as normal moral values for Divine Blood Heroes?


    "What are you doing!"


    Luo En stepped forward in front of Medea, looking sternly at the two.


    With the chill of cold dread washing over them, the acutely sensitive Jason shrank his neck, frantically gesturing to the handsome youth beside him.


    The young man had a sudden realization, abandoning Medea and grabbing Luo En''s arm, urgently pleading for help.


    "Brother-in-law, please talk some sense into my sister! She''s refusing to leave with me!"


    Luo En was taken aback, then tentatively asked.


    "You are...?"


    "Absyrtus, Prince of Colchis and the brother of Miss Medea. I''ve just helped them recognize each other," Jason quickly came forward to introduce, also clarifying the misunderstanding for himself.


    As a social butterfly of the banquet, after mingling around, he had gotten to know most of the heroes'' backgrounds, bloodlines, and abilities. This Prince of Colchis was none other than Jason''s newly befriended little brother.


    After a few drinks, the nai?ve little Prince Absyrtus spilled his entire background like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, inadvertently revealing some family matters as well.


    ��For instance, he was born into the royal family of Colchis and had a sister who was taken by their aunt Circe to be raised and study witchcraft on the island of Aiaia since birth.


    Having been away from home for many years, both his father and mother missed their daughter dearly and repeatedly asked him to seek news of his sister during his travels.


    However, due to the time that had passed and lack of information, his search had made no progress.


    Upon hearing this, the well-informed Jason immediately thought of a certain witchcraft Queen who had shown brilliance in the Battle of Thessaly and brought Prince Absyrtus to her without delay.


    But Medea was clearly skeptical about this sudden appearance of a supposed relative. And without any tangible tokens or proof, the little Prince Absyrtus didn''t help matters, leading to the dispute between them.


    After listening to the account, Luo En pointed to himself.


    "And brother-in-law?"


    "Oh, that''s what big brother Jason said. You and my sister have been flirty with each other, surely you''ve gotten together, and only you can convince her!"


    The straightforward little prince answered without hesitation, cleanly throwing Jason under the bus.


    Seeing the God of Wine smile at him, the jittery Jason leaped away like a frightened rabbit.


    "You guys chat, I''m off ha, I don''t wanna disturb!"


    He sure ran fast...


    Watching the blond dart away into the crowd, Luo En rolled his eyes, patted Prince Absyrtus''s shoulder, and spoke to the two of them.


    "There are too many people here, too many ears. Let''s talk outside."


    Medea nodded lightly, clutching the hem of her brother''s robe, following closely behind, her downcast eyes twinkling with excitement.


    He didn''t deny it?


    He acknowledged it!


    Brother-in-law... hehe... brother-in-law...


    The waves of joy rising in her heart made Medea find her brash and unfamiliar younger brother much more agreeable and trustworthy all of a sudden.

 Chapter 580 75: Tower Meow, Get Petted!

    Outside the Royal Palace''s grand hall, beneath the shade of trees.


    After a round of indirect questioning and comparison, Luo En nodded to Medea, confirming the identity of Prince Absyrtus.


    "Is he truly my brother?"


    Seeing the legendary kin appear before her, Medea still found it hard to believe.


    Since her aunt Circe was rather carefree, she seldom mentioned her origins and relatives in her presence and never considered taking her to visit her relatives.


    Moreover, her aunt had moved with her from Aiaia to Athens, further severing ties with their homeland, leaving Medea with little more than a memory of Colchis as just a name.


    Had it not been for the coincidental meeting with this Prince of Colchis at the war council in Thessaly today, Medea would have almost forgotten she still had relatives in Colchis.


    Luo En smiled and nodded, watching Medea, who looked both surprised and curious, while secretly scoffing in his heart.


    Not only is he your real brother, but you, as his elder sister, also dismembered him into pieces...


    In fact, according to the original trajectory of Fate, Medea would have returned to her homeland after completing her studies on Aiaia to become a priestess of the Temple of Hecate.


    Later, Jason, in his quest to reclaim his throne, gathered a group of heroic friends and, aboard the Argo, embarked on the famous quest to Colchis to obtain the kingdom''s treasure, the Golden Fleece.


    During this time, to successfully secure the treasure, Jason made sacrifices to the Love God Aphrodite. Under the influence of the God of Love''s authority, Medea became enchanted with Jason, who had come to the island in search of the Golden Fleece and, betraying her homeland, helped him obtain it with all her might.


    Upon learning that the Golden Fleece had been stolen and his daughter had fled, King Aeetes of Colchis sent his younger son Absyrtus to pursue the Argo.


    Driven mad, Medea lured Absyrtus onto the ship, where she killed him personally, mutilated his body, and threw the pieces overboard, employing a particularly brutal method.


    This evil act also led the heroes of the Argo to fear her like a venomous snake, and Jason, after using her, abandoned her.


    Of course, Jason himself was also avenged as a consequence; his son and new wife met tragic deaths, and he himself perished under the Argo''s curse.


    It could be said, none of the three toyed with by Fate met a good end.


    Although the three of them awkwardly ended up together again, the trajectory of their Fates had already deviated from its original course, and they were unlikely to repeat their past mistakes.


    Besides, Luo En himself would not allow such a situation to occur.


    "Brother-in-law, I never imagined you were the one from War God Mountain. That scolding you gave King Argos at the banquet, I saw everything; your words and actions were simply too dashing!"


    The youth chattered away, his eyes gleaming as he looked up at the legendary God of Wine.


    The hero mediating the wars among the Olympians, a Shepherd of the Temporal World advocating justice for humanity, the only one among the Twelve Olympians to ascend to divine status in a mortal body, was truly legendary!


    And this person, deeply connected to his missing sister, seemed likely to become his brother-in-law.


    For a young boy who idolized heroes, excitement and admiration were his only emotions at this moment.


    "Ahem, no need to be so formal, just call me by my first name."


    Luo En coughed as a reminder, his gaze slightly evasive.


    He did not deny his relationship with Medea, but being a married man, he still needed to be mindful of public perception, which was another reason he had brought the young prince outside the grand hall to talk.


    Fortunately, as the young prince Absyrtus, an earnest idol-follower, might not grasp the deeper meaning of his "idol''s" words, he still obeyed.


    "Alright, Lord Luo En. When do you plan to return to Colchis with my sister? I will surely treat you well!"


    "There''s no rush for that," Luo En replied gently, then reluctantly pointed to the Royal Palace of Thessaly behind him, "we need to at least wait until after this war is over."


    "I was so excited to see you, I accidentally forgot about that." Prince Absyrtus scratched his head awkwardly, temporarily shelving the idea.


    Luo En smiled and consoled the slightly embarrassed young fan, then changed the subject: "By the way, I remember that the Chief God worshipped in Colchis now is Ares, right?"


    Although King Aeetes of Colchis, a son of the Sun God Helios, was fierce, war-loving, and excelled in martial arts, he particularly enjoyed sowing dragon teeth into the earth with bronze bulls, spawning dragon-tooth warriors, and battling them.


    Therefore, Aeetes greatly admired the similar War God Ares, designating him as the Chief God of Colchis and constructing a Sacred Grove for him, pinning the Golden Fleece to an oak in Ares''s Sacred Grove as a symbol of the nation''s royal authority.


    The War God Ares also held the King of Colchis in high regard, not only commanding the sleepless Poison Dragon to guard the Sacred Grove and Golden Fleece but also granting King Aeetes the skill to tame two-legged dragons.


    At this, young Absyrtus, upon hearing his idol''s inquiry, quickly nodded in response.


    "Yes, my father mentioned that Lord Ares has just returned from outside, currently resting in the Sacred Grove."


    Resting?


    Luo En caught the keyword in the conversation, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.


    It seemed that in the "friendly" exchange over the Amazonians'' faith with Artemis, Ares had gotten severely beaten.

 Chapter 581 75: Tower Cat, Get Petted!_2

    After his defeat, he could only return to his last stronghold in Colchis, creeping into the forest to heal his wounds.


    So, was this also the reason he didn''t attend the Divine Authority meeting?


    Luo En''s eyes shifted as he probed indirectly.


    "Ares doesn''t object to your coming to the alliance in Thessaly?"


    "Of course not! As long as one does not fear death and dedicates oneself completely to the battle, enjoying the thrill it brings, it is the highest tribute to Lord Ares!"


    Prince Absyrtus replied without hesitation, his youthful face brimming with fervent zeal.


    Receiving an affirmative answer, Luo En nodded thoughtfully.


    It made sense��Ares''s straightforward, thrill-seeking nature would never prevent the arrival of the giant''s battle; in fact, he probably longed for a bloodbath.


    Moreover, if he remembered correctly, Colchis was his last remaining sanctuary.


    So...


    Luo En''s eyes twinkled as he looked at the young fanboy before him, a mischievous smile curling at his lips.


    Buddy, wanna hang out?


    Just as a certain pyramid scheme leader was contemplating his strategy to recruit new members, a familiar presence in the distance made him flinch.


    "You and your sister haven''t seen each other in years; it''s a good time to catch up and get reacquainted. I have something to do; I''ll leave first! See you tonight at my place!"


    With that, Luo En instantly activated the "Goat''s" Divine Speed, turning into a residual image and vanishing on the spot.


    No sooner had he left than the white-armed goddess hurried into the shade of the trees, looking around.


    "Where is he? Where did he go?" Hera asked with a dark expression.


    "It seemed like Senior Brother said he was going back to his place to rest..." Medea pointed in the correct direction of Luo En''s escape, obediently answering while emphasizing sincerely, "His voice was loud; I heard it clearly."


    Upon hearing this, a cold smirk spread across Hera''s face.


    Trying to fool me? Not so easy!


    Seeing that the queen goddess decisively chased in the opposite direction, Prince Absyrtus was left dumbfounded.


    How can speaking the truth not be believed?


    "Hmm, I might get home early tonight..."


    With that low murmur reaching his ears, he caught a glimpse of a deeply hidden smile on his sister''s face, seemingly realizing something, an inexplicable sense of fear surged in his heart.


    ��Women, truly terrifying!


    ~~


    At dusk, a petite figure snuck stealthily into Cainis''s yard.


    "Back already?"


    Luo En, who was drinking alone at a stone table, poured out a cup of chilled fruit brew and smiled as he handed it to Medea, who had just arrived, to quench her thirst.


    Given his encounter-free trip back and assuming little sister had exerted a lot of effort behind the scenes to cover for him, she deserved a drink as a reward.


    However, the enchantress, with sweat on her forehead, did not take the fruit brew. Instead, she licked her somewhat dry lips, her gaze growing intense.


    "Senior Brother, they''re not around."


    Luo En''s expression darkened.


    Out of the tiger''s den and into the wolf''s lair, it seemed the little alcohol he had managed to save up wouldn''t last through the night.


    The God of Wine''s arm tilted slightly, the dark red fruit brew cascading toward the origin of life, and he uttered coldly,


    "If you want it, come and get it!"


    Under the dusky sky, the enchantress''s breath quickened, licking her dry lips. She moved closer to the deity, lifting her hand to gather her pale purple hair behind her head in a leaning posture, displaying her needle-from-iron determination and expressing her vow to obtain the true scripture with her articulate tongue.


    But the sacred cannot be easily passed on, and the way cannot be sold cheaply.


    The God of Wine''s expression remained unchanged, utterly unwavering by the Enchantress''s persistence.


    Seeing that all her efforts in persuasion had failed to achieve her desires, Medea could no longer hold back. She simply sat down cross-legged, facing her fellow sect brother, Luo En, to debate vehemently face to face.


    However, as Luo En had joined the sect earlier and was stronger, he was obviously more superior, breaking through and tearing apart Medea''s soft and empty defenses time and time again, leaving her blushing and speechless, only able to emit a low whine of defeat.


    Yet, the Enchantress, unwilling to admit defeat, humiliatingly pulled away to retreat, hoping to continue her verbal prowess and win this round.


    But as soon as Medea opened her mouth, a crisp knock on the door came from outside.


    With others entering the scene, the debate between the two had to be paused temporarily. Medea hurriedly stood up to open the door for the visitor.


    As the tightly closed door creaked open, a green-haired head with cat ears peeked out.


    "You ran back here before the banquet even ended. What were you doing inside?"


    "Ahem, drinking."


    Luo En coughed dryly, lifting his wine glass in response.


    Next to him, Medea, wiping her mouth, nodded repeatedly.


    Atalanta, seeing the dubious look of the two, showed suspicion. As her nostrils flared, she smelled the scent of blooming heather in the courtyard and glared fiercely at Medea beside her with a resentful snort.


    "We agreed to be good sisters, and you do such things without calling me... ahem... it''s just too much!"


    "You came without being called, didn''t you?"


    Medea muttered under her breath, her face quite sullen.


    "I was worried something might have happened to you!" the huntress said, anger rising from her heart. She stomped toward the door, "I''m going to erase the early warning spells outside, and see how you keep sneaking around!"


    However, just as Atalanta raised her hand to draw her bow, her flaring nostrils scented a rich aroma of wine, causing her to momentarily become dizzy and weak.


    Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, a purple-red curse rope like a slithering snake coiled upwards, binding her wrists and fixing her in front of a small tree in the courtyard.


    Accompanied by a sensation of cold, slimy skin, her upper body was pulled forward by several Magic Circle Diagrams that appeared around her, her legs slightly parted, toes touching the ground as she stood trembling, her hips forced to tilt slightly to maintain balance.


    Meanwhile, as a feline, Atalanta''s instinctive stress responses became apparent.


    ����Her pointed ears trembled slightly and her tail bristled and stood upright.


    Seeing this, Medea couldn''t help but withdraw her Mingyue staff, curiously touching the feline features on Atalanta''s body, playfully exploring.


    "Brother, the furry parts on Sister Ata''s body feel amazing to touch. Would you like to try too?"


    "Sure, let me check if everything''s developing normally."


    The already itching accomplice immediately moved forward excitedly, grinning as he joined Medea in the pleasure of petting the cat.


    Unlike Medea''s random tugging, Luo En''s cat-petting technique was clearly more professional, sometimes gently pinching the tip of the tail, sometimes brushing past the ears, sometimes combing through slightly tousled fur, quickly overwhelming Atalanta.


    And it must be said, as an Enchantress, Medea''s learning and magic skills were superb. She quickly mastered the essence of petting cats, cooperating with her fellow disciple, and had her way with the captured kitty.


    Faced with this pincer attack from front and back, with her ears and tail being assaulted simultaneously, Atalanta could no longer hold up and cried out in distress, desperately writhing her body to shake off the two conspirators.


    However, the more she resisted, the more excited they became, soon rendering the little kitty gasping for breath and limp as a ragdoll.


    "You''re going too far! Keep this up, and I''ll bite!"


    Atalanta, with her face flushing red, protested angrily, baring her teeth in threat.


    "Haha, a little kitty like you can''t escape from our palms! You''re destined to be eaten by us!"


    As Luo En spoke, prepared to enter the second phase of cat-petting,


    just then, several breaths, strong and weak, came from outside. Luo En and Medea''s faces changed, and they hurriedly stopped their mischief, rescuing the now exhausted Atalanta from the tree, force-feeding her with an Energy Potion and a Recovery Potion.


    No good, this feline creature can''t handle it, she''s done in by just this much.


    She needs more strength training!


    Grumbling to himself, Luo En stepped forward to open the door, only for a loud explosion to occur as the door burst open.


    A furious hundred-armed Goddess stood coldly outside the door, casting a solemn gaze over the chaotic courtyard.

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    A suspicious yet familiar smell in the air and two blushing young girls in the courtyard caused Hera to smirk coldly.


    "You girls seem to be having quite a bit of fun, aren''t you?"


    Although she had been deceived by a young girl during the day and had chased in the wrong direction, allowing the trickster she wanted to confront to escape, as a former assassin of lovers and terminator of illegitimate children with rich hunting experience, she was not foolish. Before leaving, she had secretly embedded a strand of her Divinity within Medea''s body.


    "Perfect timing, Ata has been sickly recently, losing some hair too, help me check if she''s ill."


    Luo En raised his hand to show several pale green hairs between his fingers, using the pretext of checking on his beloved student to invite Hera to "stroke the cat."


    Though he knew full well it was a nonsensical excuse, it provided Hera with a convenient step to intervene, and she eventually huffed and entered the door.


    A party of four, after all, was nothing they hadn''t tried before.


    Moreover, as one was a disciple nurtured by Artemis and the other was a talent valued by the Academy of Athens, if she overtly favored them in some way, it would be another manner of outshining her rivals Artemis and Athena.


    Hera thought as she playfully twisted at the tip of a certain feline''s tail.


    The Queen had initially intended to tease lightly, but as she touched the soft fur and felt the fine warmth, she inexplicably felt a great stress relief.


    She couldn''t help but step forward, boldly handling the feline-like features on Atalanta''s body, her face''s slight anger replaced by satisfaction.


    By the way, in Atalanta''s original Fate, after being cursed and transformed into a lion, she was tasked with pulling the chariot for the goddess Rhea.


    And as Rhea''s daughter, Queen Hera was evidently an inherent "feline-lover," a trait unintentionally stimulated here.


    However, this turned Atalanta''s situation rather bitter.


    The Huntress had thought that with a new character entering the scene, she was about to escape her miseries, but the Queen had unhesitatingly engaged fully with the other two.


    You''re going too far!


    Seeing his beloved student almost on the verge of exploding, Luo En, the unscrupulous mentor, could only touch his scant conscience and step forward to cough and save the situation.


    "She should be fine, right?"


    Hera paused, her hand twisting a cat ear, then casually released it and turned to pull her lover closer.


    "Let''s go, let''s talk about the medical issues inside."


    A few steps later, the Queen seemed to remember something, turned back to see Atalanta and Medea collapsed in front of the stone table leaning instinctively towards the shadows, and displayed a teasing smile.


    "You two, watch the door outside."


    Watching as their beloved teacher/brother was pulled inside, Atalanta and Medea in the yard clenched their fists, filled with grief and anger, as if foreseeing the imminent humiliation.


    Killing one''s spirit on top of physical harm, how excessive...


    Meanwhile, inside the room.


    Hera lay beside her jade arm on the bed, her cloud-like hair draped at the bed''s edge, her beautiful eyes flowing, and she beckoned her little lover with a hooked finger.


    "Want to know the diagnosis? Come and get it!"


    Hearing that familiar phrase and seeing Hera wanting to discuss the condition deeply, Luo En felt a mix of laughter and tears inside.


    It looked like tonight, he had to properly serve the Queen before he could be allowed to leave.


    Moreover, this time''s script seemed to be the Minotaur scenario, Hera''s favorite.


    Only this time the Minotaur wasn''t the male lead but the female lead.


    After glancing at the two figures guarding outside the door, Luo En sighed resignedly and began to think of how to get into character and play his part well for Tonight.


    But before he could decide, Hera on the bed became somewhat impatient, her fingers shot out a rope of Runes woven by Divine Power, tying around Luo En''s neck.


    She then forcefully pulled, and her chained little lover fell onto the bed, landing on top of her.


    "As expected, I prefer being on top."


    Hera sneered, tightening her grip on the chain, her dignified and beautiful head inching upward as her crimson lips sought a kiss.


    Just as their lips were about to meet, Luo En''s expression hardened, and he suddenly stood up.


    A baffled Hera instantly became annoyed.


    "Why? Are you planning to ditch me and accompany those two girls outside?"


    "What are you thinking, someone''s here..."


    Luo En explained wryly, lifting his hand toward the noise coming from outside.


    Because the Queen had forcefully entered earlier, the defensive Spells around the yard had been completely destroyed, so he only sensed something when a new group of visitors came through the door.


    At that moment, a familiar voice came from the yard: "Luo En, where did you sneak off to?"


    Hera realizing the misunderstanding, her expression lightened slightly, but since her excitement had risen, she naturally refused to let things go easily.


    "A mere demigod, what does it matter?"


    Luo En pointed at the three figures appearing in the yard, earnestly advising, "It looks like there''s more than one..."


    "So what?" Hera responded dismissively, crudely pulled the chain of Curses, and yanked Luo En who had reached the doorway back to the bed.


    She then rolled over and mounted her fleeing lover below, coldly snorting toward the door.


    "He''s busy tonight, go back!"


    Just as Hera refused the visitors and prepared to fully enjoy her catch below, the door was hesitantly pushed open. A young deity wearing a Flower Crown and holding a golden cup stood at the doorway, staring in bewilderment at the scene inside.

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    Meanwhile, outside Thessaly City.


    Two figures, one chasing and the other fleeing, were rapidly weaving through the dense forest. The strong wind pressure tore through the surrounding air, creating sharp howls.


    "Stop!"


    Accompanied by a deep shout, Hercules, trailing slightly, took the opportunity to throw the unnamed axe-sword from his body, using the rotational force of his waist.


    Suddenly, the stone blade traced a beautiful arc in mid-air, chopping down several large trees in one fell swoop.


    One by one, the massive trees, large enough to be embraced by several people, thunderously fell, blocking the escapee''s path with rising dust.


    "Who are you? What is your purpose for breaking into the Royal Palace of Thessaly in the dead of night?"


    As Hercules coldly inquired, he walked forward to try pulling out the unnamed axe-sword that was embedded in the ground.


    However, the moment his hand was about to touch the hilt, piercing sounds of cutting air resounded around him.


    Feeling an intense warning in his heart, Hercules instinctively stomped the ground hard and forcefully retreated.


    "Puh-puh-puh-puh!"


    At the same time, four Bronze Spears, whistling through the air, shot into the ground and tree stumps around Hercules.


    Did it miss?


    Seeing the unexpected trajectory of the spears, Hercules was slightly stunned, then sensed the crazy concentration of Aether Magic in the air, and his face slightly changed.


    At that moment, the spears lit up, and streams of silvery thunderbolts shot out, repeatedly striking Hercules at the center, like a cage of thunderbolts manifesting.


    In a cloud of thick scorched odor and rolling heat waves, a muffled shout came from the shrinking electric cage.


    The body bathed in thunderbolts furiously punched the ground.


    "Boom!"


    In an instant, the ground roared, and a red-black torrent of Aether burst in all directions, peeling the ground layer by layer, turning trees into powder.


    The four Bronze Spears originally embedded in the ground and tree trunks, along with mournful whimpers, clattered to the ground, gradually losing their luster.


    Amidst the lingering dust, Hercules''s shirt had shattered, his muscular body like steel cast impregnable, and red-black divine energy formed snakes writhing around him, as his blood-red, wild eyes gradually showed a hint of excited ferocity.


    Not bad at all, worth my full effort!


    Hercules made a fair assessment of the opponent he had encountered, and barefoot, he stepped over the scorched sweltering ground towards his unto-names axe-sword.


    Yet having barely taken two steps, some cold metallic sensation swept across his cheek followed by a warm liquid gushing from a wound.


    Hercules touched his face with his hand, staring at the golden-red blood on his palm as his pupils involuntarily constricted.


    There was something in the air, and it could breach his defenses!


    He then paused and looked around, only to see through the moonlight reflection, several transparent silvery chains in the invisible air.


    These objects had somehow spread around, with sharp blades at their ends that wriggled like venomous snakes spitting on the tree trunks and ground.


    Just now, one of these had bitten him.


    However, after identifying the weapon before him, Hercules didn''t get angry but rather, a broad smile appeared on his rugged face.


    "Teacher, why have you come?"


    Under the moonlight, the escapee in a black cloak stepped out from behind a tree, pulled down his hood, revealing purple broken hair and that beautiful serene face.


    The newcomer was none other than the Incarnation of the Perseus Constellation, the great hero Perseus who had raised and trained Hercules.


    "Your reactions and alertness have decreased a lot."


    Perseus looked over his pupil, sidestepping the question.


    "Recently, too many people have asked me out for drinks, I''ve indeed been busy and neglected my training." Hercules admitted candidly, scratching his head helplessly.


    Perseus nodded slightly, neither approving nor disapproving the reason but simply pondered softly, "You have stayed in Thessaly long enough, come back with me."


    To this, Hercules shook his head in refusal, "Teacher, I''m sorry, I cannot go with you because I''ve already promised Admetos to protect Thessaly together, city stands because the people stand, city falls, people fall!"


    "Do you think I''m discussing this with you?" Perseus retorted, his golden eyes solemnly looking at his disciple, "Father God already knows about your defiance, he asked me to bring you back..."


    Perseus slightly twitched his finger, and the silver chains wrapped around tightened a few inches inward.


    Facing the coercion, Hercules felt a bit incensed, pointed to the sparse lights of Thessaly City and the faint cries that could be heard, and posed a soul-striking question, "Teacher, look at these people, they devoutly worship the Father God, seeking our help. Shouldn''t we, as heroes, do something?"


    "Hercules, all mortals must die..."


    "So, they should be used as sacrificial pieces in the Father God''s struggle for Divine Authority?" Hercules vented his long-held dissatisfaction through the question.


    Then, he solemnly looked at his mentor who had shaped him, seriously responding, "Indeed, mortals have limited lifespans, and their lives are frail, but they can die in battle, or from disease, yet they should never be deliberately abandoned and meaninglessly wasted in this war! It''s not fair!"


    Perseus paused for a moment, then spoke slowly, "Talking to me about this is useless, it''s the will of the Father God. If you want to stay, you need to convince him."

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    Hercules, upon hearing this and thinking of Zeus''s stance, initially felt disheartened, then gritted his teeth and said, "What if I insist on staying in Thessaly?"


    "You are still as stubborn..." Perseus sighed deeply, his right hand slightly raised, suddenly tightened.


    In an instant, several chains like silver dragons wrapped in fierce thunderbolts, strangled toward Hercules trapped in the center.


    Hercules immediately invoked his divine power, beckoned with a crooked finger, and the nameless ax-sword stuck in the ground, under the pull of divine power, hummed as it flew into its master''s hand.


    As the weapon returned, his aura abruptly became sharp and fierce, like a sword drawn from its sheath.


    Nine slashes formed of red-black divine power collided with the encircling silver chains, shattering the divine patterns and thunderbolts on them, and charged directly toward Perseus ahead.


    Facing his former teacher, Hercules struck with full force from the outset.


    As a noble of the Perseus Constellation, dearly beloved by Father God Zeus, he was acutely aware that his guide was no ordinary individual; to overcome him and maintain his stance, he must give it his all.


    "Clang!"


    A sharp metallic blast echoed upfront, Hercules staggered back, a strand of golden-red divine blood seeping from his split knuckles.


    What was that?


    Seeing the Golden Divine Shield raised in front of Perseus amidst the dust, Hercules''s heart sank.


    "The Aegis Shield? Father God has granted this to you!"


    "It''s merely a one-time consumable that channels power into it; I only have three of them," Perseus explained honestly, while manipulating the chains with his divine power to encircle Hercules again.


    Without hesitation, Hercules stirred the divine power in his bloodline, tearing through the chains with his nameless ax-sword, and attacked Perseus once more.


    Perseus, seeing this, calmly took out a rune-covered bullet and crushed it.


    Suddenly, golden thunderbolts surged from his palm, condensing into a familiar Golden Shield, easily blocking the ax-sword Hercules swung down.


    The intense recoil even caused a trickle of blood to seep from the corner of Hercules''s mouth.


    The last time they fought at Admetos''s grave, although the battle was exhilarating, Hercules was also severely depleted, with most of his [Twelve Glories] talents in cooldown, his divine power not even at seventy percent of its peak.


    Facing a teacher in his prime, decked with divine tools, Hercules inevitably felt somewhat powerless.


    "If that''s all you are capable of, then prepare to be taken back by me to confess your sins," Perseus frowned as he spoke, the chains with several sharp cone heads whistled toward Hercules''s arms, ankles, and chest.


    Sensing the winds from behind, Hercules immediately twisted his body, his nameless ax-sword swung out a dense net of blades, shattering each cone head.


    Seeing Hercules''s back turned, Perseus seized the opportunity, kicked off the ground, and leaped up, plunging down like a nimble eagle with a purplish-red scythe appearing in his hand, slashing toward Hercules''s right arm.


    The scythe, Hepal, although not particularly outstanding in hardness or sharpness as a weapon, possessed a power known as "Slash the Immortal," capable of nullifying the gifts of immortal beings and even posing a threat to deities and the Chief God when properly utilized.


    At the tail end of the scythe, hundreds of silver strands emerged, connecting to the chains scattered in the dense forest, both clearly part of a consolidated entity.


    This divine tool originally belonged to Hermes, the God of Speed, who imbued Hepal with the characteristics of "Wind" and "Snake" during its forging, making it ideal for use in the narrow and rugged dense forests.


    For this reason, Perseus had deliberately led his student to this dense forest and chose to stop here, to speak openly and honestly.


    After all, he was equally aware of how formidable his student could be once he got serious.


    Seeing the scythe Hepal slashing toward him, Hercules felt an imminent threat, immediately pulled back, and transformed the nameless ax-sword in his hand into a pitch-black longbow under the influence of divine power, from which several bronze arrows shot forth.


    With a fluctuation of light patterns, the released arrows turned into bronze birds, swooping toward Perseus in mid-air.


    Perseus, with a thought, let the last golden bullet explode in front of him, the power from the Aegis Shield vibrated, disintegrating the diving bronze birds into scattered aether factors.


    Meanwhile, under the protection of the light from the Divine Shield, Hepal''s blade edge neared Hercules''s arm.


    However, Hercules, undaunted by the impending threat, decisively dropped the pitch-black longbow and punched towards Perseus''s chest.


    With Perseus''s three one-time consumables exhausted, Hercules was confident that this strike would subdue his teacher.


    But just as he powered up his leg to strike, Hercules''s foot suddenly slipped, and his body toppled toward the ground.


    "My divine tools are not that easy to use,"


    Hearing the deep whisper at his ear, Hercules looked down to see the Winged Shoes originally belonging to his teacher Perseus faintly flickering with light patterns, forming some kind of restraint and resistance.


    You still had a trick up your sleeve, Teacher...

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    Hercules''s heart sank. Just as he was about to exert all his strength to break free from the restraints at his feet, another one of Perseus''s items, the Invisibility Cloak, also started to cause trouble, constricting his limbs like a serpent.


    At that moment, the blade of the Divine Artifact Harpe was already in front of his eyes. Hercules had no time for further thought. The Divine Power within his body erupted like a landslide and tidal wave, shattering both Divine Artifacts. At the same time, he grasped for the blade with one hand and threw a punch forward with the other, attempting a life-for-life strike to force his teacher, Perseus, to retreat.


    However, the sense of emptiness that came from his palm and fist made Hercules''s complexion change drastically.


    ��An illusion?


    Simultaneously, the cold and sharp blade of the scythe rested against his back.


    The shadow behind him barely exerted any force, and the blade had already cut through Hercules''s skin as tough as steel, bringing a slight sting.


    "You''ve lost, Hercules..."


    In the solemn proclamation, Perseus looked at his underperforming prote?ge? and shook his head, not entirely satisfied.


    Expert swimmers drown in water, and skilled warriors fall in battle. Often, the more proficient one is at something, the more likely they are to be blinded by their strengths, leading to misjudgment and mishap.


    Hercules had relied too much on his own martial prowess, always believing that others would confront him in a straightforward and fair fight.


    Little did he know, on the ever-changing battlefield, the mind is also a weapon.


    "Teacher, is that really so? I suggest you take a look behind you," came the deep response. Perseus instinctively glanced aside, only to see three massive dog heads emerging from a grey and black Magic Circle Diagram, their rows of white fangs nearly poking his head.


    Cerberus? Hercules had tamed this beast already?


    Looking at the three dog heads eyeing his head and both arms with malevolent intent, Perseus shook his head and withdrew the Divine Artifact Harpe.


    "It seems I''ve lost."


    "It''s only a draw."


    Hercules turned around and said earnestly.


    "A loss is a loss, there''s no excuse for me." Perseus waved his hand and spoke candidly, "It was already an advantage for me to fight you before you had fully recovered. After using all possible means and still failing to beat you, it proves that you have surpassed me. From now on, whether in martial arts or in temperament, I have nothing left to teach you."


    "You will always be my teacher!" Hercules replied seriously, with a solemn expression.


    Perceiving the genuine emotion in those words, Perseus''s tense expression softened into a satisfied smile.


    "Alright, go and do what you wish to do."


    "And what about you?"


    "Of course, I''m going back to report."


    "But what if Father God blames you..."


    "I have done what I could, but you have already surpassed me; failure was to be expected." Perseus paused for a moment, smiling reassuringly, "I expect that Father God will not condemn me for this."


    Hearing his teacher''s reply, Hercules clenched his teeth and made a solemn suggestion.


    "Why not stay with me in Thessaly, and together we can fight off the invasion of the Giant Spirit Clan. After the battle, I will personally plead guilt with Father God!"


    In his memories, his teacher was a very emotional person, who would even feel sorrow for the injury or death of unrelated ordinary people.


    It was under his influence that Hercules did not see any difference between demigods and mortals and had always endeavored to clear the calamities for the weak.


    Perseus shook his head and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I am different from you..."


    Then Perseus raised his hand and patted his student''s robust shoulder, his gaze flickering briefly as he lowered his voice to admonish.


    "Remember, never die on the battlefield, never make divine achievements as a spirit..."


    Having said this, Perseus''s figure vanished into the morning mist.


    Hercules, left alone, furrowed his brows deeply and muttered to himself.


    "Different? What could be different between me and my teacher?"


    "The difference is, you have a choice, he didn''t..."


    The deep voice came through the mist. Following the gaze of Cerberus by his side, Hercules looked at the figure emerging from behind the trees and couldn''t help but frown and ask,


    "Why?"


    "Because he was granted divinity after death and achieved his divine status as a spirit, and now many things are beyond his control."


    Luo En answered casually, lifting a strand of starlight in the fog, murmuring with profound meaning.


    "''Stars'' that illuminate the darkness are nothing but adornments for the ''sky,'' their life and death flickering at the whim of ''the sky.''"


    Upon hearing this, Hercules tensed up a bit, "Won''t it cause trouble for the teacher to just go back like that?"


    "There will definitely be trouble, but it should not be a big problem." Luo En patted Hercules on the shoulder and comforted him with a grave tone, "After all, he did what he had to do, and really had no way to take you back, His Majesty the King of Gods should not punish him too harshly..."


    Reassured by Luo En''s analysis, Hercules felt somewhat at ease.


    Seeing that Hercules had calmed down, Luo En glanced in the direction where the purple-haired gentleman had left, and said solemnly,


    "Alright, come back to the Royal Palace with me. I have some matters that require a discussion with you and Admetos."


    With all these clues combined��the Divine Artifact that can cut through the immortal, the Winged Boots that tread on air, the one-time Aegis Shield, and the teacher Hercules kept mentioning��the identity of the visitor was all but obvious.


    ��Perseus of the Perseus Constellation!


    Since he had found his way to Thessaly, that meant Zeus could no longer be kept in the dark about Hercules''s defection.


    To be on the safe side, it was best to prepare as soon as possible for the upcoming battle against the Giant Spirits.


    "Alright! I''ll take you there right now!"


    Upon hearing about the urgent matter, Hercules immediately set aside his distractions and ran toward the Royal Palace with long strides.


    Seeing Cerberus seemingly unwilling to return to the Netherworld, Luo En laughed lightly and extended his hand to bestow cognitive distortion imbued with spirituality on the circling Hellhound, cheekily entering the city with this top-tier Divine Monster at his side.

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    On the way to the Royal Palace of Thessaly, Cerberus, who rarely had the chance to leave his post guarding the gates of the Netherworld, gradually revealed his playful nature.


    "Woof! Woof!"


    No sooner had the three-headed dog of Hell, disguised as a large hunting dog, entered the city than he began excitedly growling, dashing around the streets and alleys with his keeper and brother-in-law, now and then standing in front of meat stalls wagging his tail for some bones, chasing the chickens and ducks of the Thessaly people until they scattered in panic, and at times fighting with the canines in the town for territory and mating rights...


    In just half an hour, Luo En followed and compensated for the losses of more than a dozen property owners, his face gradually turning so dark it seemed ink could drip from it.


    "Bang!"


    Finally, the fed-up keeper lifted his palm and smacked the frolicking trio of dog heads into a slight concussion, then pried open its jaws and poured a jar of Ambrosial Honey Wine into the mouth of each head. Cerberus, who had the potential of a Husky, then quieted down completely and lay on the ground, fast asleep.


    Afterward, Luo En tossed the dog leash to Hercules, who was following behind and suffering, "Take this fellow to Cainis''s house for me. I''ll go ahead; we''ll meet at the palace."


    Though he could do the dog-sending task himself, he needed a witness to imply his absence, in order to clear himself of the affair he had with Hera that night, didn''t he?


    Hercules, completely unaware that he had become an accessory to providing false testimony, willingly took on the task. With his exceptional strength, he grabbed the scruff of Cerberus''s neck and hoisted the gluttonous, drunkard, and playful hound from Hell onto his shoulder, and sprinted toward Cainis''s cottage.


    Luo En, having finished walking the dog, casually entered the Royal Palace of Thessaly and smoothly made his way to the bedroom door of King Admetos.


    Just as he was about to knock, a familiar voice came from inside the room.


    "Telamon, what is your opinion of that War God Mountain''s Shepherd of the Temporal World?"


    Inside, King Admetos was half-reclining on the bed, reviewing some backlogged documents and records, and seemed to ask casually about his opinion to his friend at the bedside.


    "It''s hard to imagine that Hestia''s kindness, Athena''s wisdom, Hermes''s cunning, and the bravery and passion of Zeus could all be found in one Chief God. If there is another Chief God capable of saving Thessaly and leading us to victory in the battle against the giants, besides that Father God, it is probably him..."


    With a sense of awe, Telamon expressed his high regard for the new Chief God.


    "Even if he is the God of Wine who killed your brother?"


    Admetos put down the document in his hand, which recorded the entire feast, and gazed at his friend.


    "Peleus?" After a long silence, Telamon sighed deeply, "Those whom the Father God truly wishes to protect cannot be killed by others; those he wishes to kill cannot be saved by others..."


    Using Peleus to force the Nymph Tethys to comply was mainly to coerce the Sea God Poseidon into action and take the opportunity to strike a blow to the power of the sea deities.


    According to the Father God''s cautious and suspicious nature, he was probably observing the situation in secret.


    Peleus''s danger would have been impossible for the Father God not to know about.


    Yet he did not intervene, watching indifferently as the three Hundred-Handed Giants casually killed Peleus, his own grandson��as if witnessing a mortal swatting a buzzing fly by their side.


    Clearly, it was not that the Father God lacked the power to save Peleus, but that he had no intention of doing so.


    Because he lacked a reason to escalate the situation and hold the Sea God Temple accountable.


    And Peleus was that "reason."


    Thinking this, Telamon''s unremarkable face revealed a bitter smile, and his eyes showed deep resignation. "I''ve long advised him not to get too close to that Father God, nor to accept the gods'' unearned favors, thinking he could ascend to heaven in one step. Because a pawn who cannot see their own status may very well end up being sacrificed..."


    "Like, us?"


    Admetos pointed at himself and his friend with a self-deprecating smile.


    Telamon was momentarily stunned, then laughed along.


    "You''re right, we indeed failed to appreciate the situation, even though the Father God had promised: if we give up Thessaly, he would grant us divinity, letting us have eternal life after death."


    "So, you rejected it as well?"


    "Aside from other factors, Peleus''s bones are still floating in the Sea of Okeanos. Even if the Father God is willing to give, do I dare to trust him?"


    Admetos looked seriously at his friend, "What about revenge?"


    "Against whom? That God of Wine? The three Hundred-Handed Giants? Or that one from Olympus?"


    Telamon retorted with a sneer, then paused and spoke helplessly.


    "None of these is an opponent I can handle; surely you wouldn''t expect me to seek death over the path Peleus chose for himself? Moreover, it''s still questionable whether we and Thessaly can withstand this disaster. Instead of considering those trifles, we''d better worry more about ourselves. After all, compared to Peleus, we seem to be even more pitiable."


    Upon hearing his friend''s candid self-mockery, Admetos breathed a sigh of relief and a reassured smile appeared on his face.


    "I''m glad you think that way."


    "I understand what you mean, and please rest assured: I will not harbor hatred towards that God of Wine out of personal grudge or seek an opportunity for revenge,"


    With solemn assurance to his monarch, Telamon''s eyes revealed the wisdom he had gained from his experiences in the mortal world.

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    "After all, whether we can survive this time depends entirely on the Shepherd of the Temporal World..."


    At this moment, Luo En, standing outside the door, nodded in satisfaction.


    This young man isn''t foolish. No wonder he managed to survive under the frenzied Hercules.


    Not to mention anything else, his personality of clearly knowing his own strength, what to do, and what not to do, outperforms a large number of heroes by miles.


    "Lord Luo En, why haven''t you come in yet?"


    Just as Luo En was pondering, a loud shout revealed his whereabouts.


    Hercules, who had hurried from outside the royal palace, sprinted to the bedroom door, casually pushed it open, and invited Luo En to join him inside.


    For a moment, Luo En and the two people inside the room locked eyes, and the atmosphere gradually became subtle.


    Whether it''s secretly criticizing the deities behind their backs or eavesdropping outside the door, neither seems a very honorable act.


    Especially since the content of their discussion was whether or not to take revenge on a Chief God...


    Thinking of this, Admetos and Telamon couldn''t help but feel a thump in their hearts, and a slight sweat broke out on their foreheads.


    "Ahem." Luo En cleared his throat and took the initiative, "Telamon, I heard you had a son recently. I was in a hurry last time and didn''t prepare a welcome gift. I''ll make it up this time."


    As he spoke, he entered the bedroom and took out a bronze pendant engraved with the emblem of Medusa, handing it to Telamon.


    "Th-thank you for your concern," Telamon thanked him repeatedly, looking flattered.


    Luo En patted the robust man on the shoulder and explained with a smile, "This is an amulet. It might just protect your Ajax at a critical moment."


    In the original trajectory of fate, the son of Telamon, Great Aeas, would commit suicide out of shame due to a curse from Athena.


    Seeing how sensible Telamon was, Luo En decided not to be stingy, choosing to bestow this amulet to let Athena give Great Aeas a break in the future for his sake.


    Hearing the Chief God''s words, Telamon finally felt relieved and took care to put away the gift solemnly.


    The Lord God of Wine was indeed as kind and gentle as the legends described, not only ignoring the talks behind his back with Admetos but also presenting his son with a life-saving gift.


    Watching the smiling God of Wine Luo En nodding at him, a warm current flowed through Telamon''s heart; he eagerly arranged a seat and ordered the servants to add food and drink, leaving the quiet space for the three to talk.


    Sensible!


    Watching Telamon voluntarily retreat to the door to close it for them, Luo En was quite satisfied with his behavior and then calmly, he turned to Admetos and spoke in a serious tone.


    "In the last Battle of Thessaly, we already had the advantage, but those Divine Blood Heroes, disregarding orders, dove headfirst into a trap set by the Giant Spirit Clan, almost resulting in the total annihilation of our forces. The upcoming battles will only get more brutal, and we can''t afford any mistakes at critical times. To win this war, such issues must be eliminated!"


    "But they are all demigods, naturally stubborn, and might not necessarily heed advice," Admetos said, looking troubled.


    Actually, there was another problem he was embarrassed to mention.


    The Divine Blood Heroes were allies who came to support Thessaly; as the king at the moment, he was entirely dependent on these Divine Blood Heroes to relieve his pressure, truly lacking the authority to command them forcefully.


    Luo En, of course, understood Admetos''s concerns and smiled as he spoke.


    "So, let me be the villain. Hand them over to me, and I will take the opportunity to properly discipline these demigods before the battle starts!"


    Besides being the God of Wine from War God Mountain, he was also an honorary professor at the Academy of Athens and the commander of the All Gods'' Alliance, thus naturally having both the duty and authority to instruct those demigods.


    Hearing the Chief God voluntarily taking on this difficult task, Admetos nodded repeatedly, immediately deciding to demolish a derelict residential area outside the Royal Palace and transform it into a dedicated training ground for Luo En and the demigods to use.


    Under the joint efforts of mages and alchemists, the construction was completed by evening, and the Divine Blood Heroes, who had received the muster order from King Thessaly, also gradually arrived at the training ground.


    Watching the demigods standing scattered around, privately discussing amongst themselves, Luo En raised an eyebrow and flashed a radiant smile.


    "Gentlemen, I presume you are all aware of the purpose of King Thessaly''s summons today."


    "We know..."


    The voices of the crowd were mixed, high and low, clearly not very concerned about this so-called training.


    Seeing this, Luo En''s smile grew even brighter, and he clapped his hands. Two figures walked forward from under the shade of the trees.


    "Let me introduce," continued Luo En, the God of Wine. "Medicine God Asclepius, Sage Chiron, distinguished guests I personally invited from Athens. The reason I called them here is that they share a common talent."


    The Divine Blood Heroes'' curiosity was piqued, their puzzled gazes fixed on the God of Wine on the stage.


    A common talent? What is it?


    "Their medical skills are excellent, no matter how severe the injuries, they can bring you back to life..."


    Luo En answered leisurely, then slightly raised his hand, plucked a twig from a nearby nursery, and revealed a chilling grin to the hundreds of Divine Blood Heroes on the training ground.


    "Now that everyone is here, let''s begin the first lesson!"


    Whiz!


    As Luo En stepped forward, the [Labyrinth]''s authority immediately activated, enveloping the entire training ground and whipping out the twig transformed into blood-red trails of afterimages.


    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by the earth-shattering crash, dozens of Divine Blood Heroes who were at the forefront flew out, deeply embedded into the stone walls of the training ground, forming grotesque murals.

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    "Class time has started, why are you still distracted..."


    In a languid murmur, the figure amidst the dust crackled its joints, crossed the cracked marble square, and lightly patted the branch in its hand that served as a weapon.


    Pain, almost reaching the physiological limit!


    Every bone in the body, every inch of muscle, was sending piercing pain, the overwhelmed nerves had already converted these unbearable sensations into numbness, to reduce the burden on the body and prevent the tortured subject from fainting.


    But even so, the Divine Blood Heroes embedded in the stone wall struggled repeatedly, still unable to control their numb, broken limbs, and could only emit painful moans from their throats.


    At this moment, a certain initiator walked leisurely in front of the stone wall, critiquing the victims:


    "The first one, the third one, the fourth one, the eighth one... strength and pressure resistance are mediocre, but the skills are poor and the reaction is not qualified..."


    "The second, the fifth, the sixth... reaction speed is okay, but lacking in strength, not even a third of the Divine Blood''s potential is realized..."


    "The seventh, the ninth, the eleventh... they seem to be following the path of mages and alchemists, but the incantation preparations are too long, and the immediate responsiveness is insufficient; among so many, only one barely managed a Protective Spell, this area needs more practice..."


    While enduring pain sweeping through their bodies, they also had to listen to this blunt criticism, suffering immensely in both body and mind.


    However, soon, the Medicine God and Chiron stepped forward to pull these severely injured Divine Blood Heroes out of the stone wall one by one, and commanded the servants to carry them to the makeshift medical center for treatment.


    Thus, the painful and numb moans turned into pig-slaughter-like screams, frightening the remaining people.


    But the more this happened, the more excited Luo En became, seemingly awakening a certain wicked taste in his heart.


    He then tapped the branch in his hand, asking with interest.


    "Want to take revenge for them?"


    Everyone shook their heads in unison, instinctively stepping back.


    "Don''t say I don''t give you a chance. I promise not to use Authority, only compete with you in Martial Arts, and I''ll hold my power at the level of Deities."


    The crowd hesitated for a moment, then shook their heads again.


    "How about this, let''s add a bet, whoever can withstand my three moves while standing will get a Magic Potion of Divine Power enhancement prepared by the Medicine God; stand for ten moves, get a Divine Artifact from War God Mountain; and whoever can injure me can conclude their apprenticeship immediately, and also choose three Divine Artifacts from War God Mountain, how about that?"


    Upon hearing this, the crowd could no longer restrain themselves, their eyes instantly lit up.


    Out there in the fray, not every Divine Blood Hero was affluent, carrying a load of Magic Potions and Divine Artifacts.


    On the contrary, most of them lived quite meagerly, barely scraping together a few Divine Artifacts among a dozen people.


    Seeing this opportunity to strike it rich, the Divine Blood Heroes were instantly fired up, ready to confront the coming fear.


    Deities only, not like they''ve never seen them before!


    Afraid of nothing, they charged together!


    The first batch of hot-blooded Divine Blood Heroes rushed forward eagerly.


    And for a better chance of victory, the second batch of dozens of savvy Divine Blood Heroes had already begun spontaneously forming arrays, flanking from behind.


    However, the third batch with Atalanta, Medea, Hebei, Helen, Twins, and a few others, quietly stepped back, simultaneously covering their eyes, unable to bear watching the ensuing scene.

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    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The figure strolled casually, as the first echelon, choosing to go alone and forcefully, was quickly knocked unconscious by the barely visible trajectory of the thorny vines, and lay scattered on the ground in various positions.


    Meanwhile, as the front teammates were swiftly dealt with, the second echelon, composed of small groups of Divine Blood Heroes, began to display their skills and actively cooperate.


    The priest chanted a Suppression Spell, reducing their targets'' various abilities and reactions;


    The priestesses launched blessing rituals, enhancing their teammates;


    The mages constructed a Magic Circle, attacking with various kinds of Aether flows;


    The alchemists melted all things into weapons and armor...


    For a time, the entire training ground was filled with colorful spells, dazzling the onlookers.


    "Playing with curses?"


    Luo En sneered, his thorny vine flickering with a blood-colored halo, several Hermes Scripts unexpectedly lit up in front of him, and the exploding red and black halo instantly neutralized the surrounding Suppression Spells aimed at hindering his movements, while a deep murmur echoed around.


    "This I am more familiar with than you!"


    Simultaneously, the tall figure on the square raised the thorny vine in his right hand, as if holding a teaching pointer, and began to write vigorously in mid-air.


    In an instant, as the thorny vine imbued with Divine Power traced a smooth, flowing path, several shimmering Hermes Scripts coalesced around him.


    Hum!


    Not only that, but the surrounding air produced waves of trembling, and the spellcasters suddenly saw numerous Divine Patterns manifest under their feet and nearby.


    Their painstakingly constructed spells melted away like snow facing the sun, dissolving rapidly.


    Dispel?


    Seeing this, everyone was even more astonished.


    Magic needs a medium, whether it is language or materials, and more powerful spells require more meticulous and stringent preparation conditions.


    However, the deity before them not only casually brandished a series of complete Hermes Scripts with a thorny vine but dismissed and dispelled hundreds of various kinds of spells they had cast with a simple wave of his hand, even skipping the stage of chanting divine words.


    This outcome could only mean one thing.


    His mastery of magic had reached an extraordinary level, even surpassing the boundaries of Spells and reaching the domain of Magical Law.


    Among the gods, perhaps only the Witchcraft Goddess Hecate, the Goddess of Magic Athena, and the Goddess of Memory Mnemosyne could compare with him.


    And what the others did not know was that all three of these goddesses had directly or indirectly been Luo En''s teachers.


    So strong!


    Realizing just how formidable this God of Wine was, the heroes took a deep breath, their heartstrings taut, and their straight statures suddenly bursting with an immense fighting spirit.


    The offspring of the gods, the heroes with Divine Blood, never shied from battle!


    The spirited Divine Blood Warriors, seizing the moment Luo En was busy countering various spells, also took the opportunity to strike.


    They either hurled spears, shot arrows, or unleashed sword light, concentrating their fire on the approaching figure holding the thorny vine, disrupting his rhythm.


    In the swirling dust, the spellcasters felt the magical constraints seemingly being forcefully broken, and rejoiced immediately, launching a dishonorable collective attack.


    One after another, the Titan Divine Patterns and Hermes Scripts materialized in front of them, resonating sonically and shooting forward in succession.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    For a time, the training ground was a spectacle of flying light arcs and explosive roars, as if the high grounds had been plowed over and over by heavy artillery.


    However, the reaction of the God of Wine was even quicker. His body, enhanced by Hermes Scripts, moved so fast it left afterimages, darting and weaving through the dense rune bombardments, accurately avoiding the densely packed impacts around him, braving the heavy explosions and flames as he continued his charge toward his target.


    Indeed, as promised, he did not use his Authority, but using only magic for self-amplification truly caught the Divine Blood Heroes off guard.


    And it must be admitted, most people''s energy is limited; a genius in one domain might not excel in another.


    Thus, most who were skilled in Spells were weak in close combat.


    Watching the approaching divine entity, dual-trained in magic and martial arts, brandishing a blood-stained, flesh-ridden thorny vine, the spellcasters felt a chill down their spines.


    Compared to those who specialized in Martial Arts, they were not as resilient.


    Fortunately, the surrounding Divine Blood Warriors, fully aware of their duty, formed ranks to step forward, preparing to launch a second round of attacks to buy time for their fellow spellcasters.


    "It seems the problem I posed for you was still too simple."


    Luo En, dodging two spears with a side-step, murmured in the strong winds,


    "If I don''t want my own vault to go bankrupt, I need to increase the difficulty."


    Accompanied by the high-speed trembling of the thorny vine, the crimson light points shone like a cluster of stars


    "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"


    Suddenly, the flying Hermes Scripts, under the guidance of Divine Will, began to orderly arrange and combine themselves, forming one Magic Circle Diagram after another around the several teams of heroes.


    Burning, cutting, dissolving, slowing, decaying, silencing... and so on, the effects derived from the Magic Circle Diagrams caught the unprepared Divine Blood Heroes off guard.


    A wide-range ritual curse?


    Seeing these effortlessly derived spells, the spellcasters'' pupils shrank, and they hurriedly prepared to join forces to break them.


    However, with every step forward from the opposition''s God of Wine, the radiating Aether Tide around him intensified; with each swing of the thorny vine, the combinations of Lun Runes increased by dozens of variations.

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    They weren''t trying to solve a fixed puzzle, but one that constantly changed and increased in difficulty.


    And their CPU, unable to endlessly expand its soul, was incomparable to the immortal Chief God.


    Seeing that they couldn''t rely on the spellcasters behind them anymore, the Divine Blood warriors, with the God of Wine closing to within three steps, could only steel their hearts and charge forward.


    As dozens of Divine Blood Heroes swarmed him, Luo En''s feet trembled, and one hundred and ten unevenly sized stones flew up into the air, hovering in front of him.


    Next, his spine arched like an open bow, drawing a pronounced curve, and his retracting right hand fiercely clutched a thorny vine, sweeping it forward. The surging magic power transformed into arcs of crimson light, striking each hovering stone.


    Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!


    In an instant, the hundred and ten stones enveloped in crimson arcs, with their sharp whistling, shot out.


    Fast! Impossibly fast!


    Like red lightning slicing through dark clouds, they swept across the sky breaking both Magic Circle Diagrams and Divine Power barriers almost simultaneously along their path.


    Dozens of charging Divine Blood warriors were sent flying, rendered unconscious before even hitting the ground due to the overwhelming Divine Power carried by the stones.


    And without the protection of the front ranks, the physically weaker spellcasters fared even worse. A crimson afterimage passed by them, and then darkness fell before their eyes, eliminating them from the battle.


    "Swoosh! Swoosh!"


    But the moment Luo En breached the enemy''s formation, two arrows, one from the left and the other from the right, shot towards his shoulders unexpectedly in timing and angle.


    In a corner, Hippolyta and Atalanta each drew their bows and simultaneously released their strongest arrows.


    At the same time, the Twins surged forward, their rune-gleaming fists and sharp bronze longswords, with a piercing sound cutting through the air, aimed directly at Luo En''s face.


    "Bang!"


    Accompanied by a hum that filled the entire tunnel, the rapid punches and the flashing sword blades smashed straight into a thick magic barrier.


    "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    But faced with this fortress, several times harder than marble, Polux and Castor, undeterred by their unsuccessful strike, took turns attacking the barrier relentlessly.


    The fists wrapped in rune gloves and the rune-flashing bronze longsword, enveloped in layers of halos, hammered on the barrier like falling meteors, striking continuously without pause.


    And they alternated their attacks, focusing on one point.


    Soon, under the meteoric barrage of heavy punches and slashes, the runes that constructed the magic barrier rapidly flickered and disintegrated.


    "Crack!"


    Quickly, the unsupported barrier crumbled, and both the penetrating punch and the flanking sword blade targeted Luo En''s face and abdomen simultaneously.


    But just at the moment they were about to strike their target, sensing the air change behind their heads ignited a massive alarm in their minds, and driven by their combat instincts, they instantly leaped back in a rapid retreat.


    "Hiss! Hiss!"


    As they evacuated in that instant, two Magic Circle Diagrams, unknown when they had appeared behind them, started humming and operating, and crimson Magic Beams swept across from both sides like the scythe of the God of Death, leaving horrific trenches in the hard marble floor.


    "Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"


    Immediately after, giving no respite to the Twins, the Magic Circle Diagrams, like the barrels of a gun, turned and crossed again, firing beams of magic power.


    The Twins'' hair stood on edge as they twisted their bodies to the side, dodging continuously backward, surrounded by danger at every turn.


    In a critical moment, Helen rapidly chanted divine words and Medea waved her wand to perform witchcraft, protecting the Twins while also disintegrating the two airborne Magic Circle Diagrams.


    And taking advantage of the Twins'' retreat, a chain hammer and a long spear also came whistling through, launching an unrelenting attack.


    The next Amazon Queen, Penthesilea, and the Thessaly Divine Blood warrior Cainis, joined the battlefield.


    "So many people against me alone, this isn''t honorable!"


    Facing this familiar crowd''s relentless assault, Luo En voiced his indignation.


    "There''s no way around it, since none of us can match you alone," the Twins admitted frankly.


    "Why waste words! Just finish him!" Penthesilea then bellowed, her Divine Blood of the War God boiling, entering a berserk state.


    "Right, I''ve been wanting to beat this guy for so long!" Cainis, who shared the same bloodline, followed eagerly, his entire demeanor exceptionally excited.


    And while Medea, Atalanta, Helen, and a few others didn''t speak, their seamlessly coordinated actions spoke volumes.


    Tsk, tsk, looks like you''ve all been gossiping about me behind my back, huh?


    Luo En''s gaze swept over this group of old friends and kin, a sinister smile spreading across his face.


    Good, today I''ll teach you all a lesson!


    A gleam flashed in Luo En''s eyes as he shifted forward, narrowly dodging the tip of Cainis''s spear.


    At the same time, his wrist twisted, the thorny vine snaked up, lashing out at Cainis''s gun-holding wrist. Razor-sharp thorns instantly tore off a large chunk of flesh.


    And during that moment of agonizing distraction for the Divine Blood warrior, Luo En accelerated to Cainis''s back, and the following whip of the vine heavily slapped onto that bouncy derrie?re, leaving a row of miserable bloodstreaks.


    "Watch me!"


    Penthesilea immediately swung her chain hammer, trying to help.


    But Luo En, as if prepared, sidestepped two steps, narrowly dodging the whooshing chain hammer, while simultaneously whipping the vine onto the hammer''s force node.


    In an instant, the flying chain hammer slightly altered its trajectory, instead smashing towards Cainis who was just getting up.

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


    Thud! Thud! Thud!


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


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


    "Are you helping him or helping me?"


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


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


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


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


    Having learned their lesson, the two didn''t dare to think too much and reflexively raised their spear and shield and chain hammer to defend.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Three figures intertwined, the ringing clashing of metal echoing above the plaza, causing the ground to rumble loudly.


    This guy... is too difficult to deal with...


    The more Cainis and Penthesilea fought, the more alarmed they became, for no matter how they changed their tactics, the man opposite always seemed to grasp the flaws in their spear thrusts and chain hammer the instant they made a move; Luo En''s casually swinging bramble stick always landed perfectly on the weakest points of their weapons.


    As a result, the two of them couldn''t leverage the advantages of long and heavy weapons to launch broad sweeping attacks. Instead, they were suppressed by the middle-short range bramble stick, continuously retreating and being hit repeatedly, their bodies accumulating seven or eight ghastly wounds.


    "Blood of Ares, grant me the power to burn once more!"


    Both battered all over, Cainis and Penthesilea gritted their teeth in anger, igniting their Divine Blood, ready to go down together with the man who had caused them so much trouble.


    Even if they couldn''t die together, they at least wanted to take a chunk out of him!


    Watching the two Blood Descendants of the War God, red-eyed with rage, rushing at him, Luo En revealed a wicked smile, and the Magic Circle Diagram he had secretly placed under their feet suddenly activated.


    In an instant, the two reckless fighters in Blood Rage crashed into Atalanta and Hippolyta, the two Archers, while the other charged toward Helen and Medea.


    The scene became chaotic as the four responsible for long-range fire support were too preoccupied to fend for themselves.


    To ensure that his dear sisters could have a blast, Luo En did not forget to cast a series of confusing and maddening Curses.


    It took Medea and the others a great deal of effort to finally stabilize their formation and tried to cast spells to wake their rash teammates, only to suddenly discover Luo En''s figure had vanished from the battlefield.


    Before they could react, they felt a pain at the nape of their necks, the world went dark, and their consciousness slipped into boundless Chaos.


    Looking at their wiped-out ranged support and the still frantically jumping about, searching for opponents, the Blood Descendants of the War God, the Twins felt a mix of laughter and tears.


    If they had known, they wouldn''t have teamed up with these rash fighters who had been tied up by Luo En, preventing them from intervening only to set up their teammates for a fall.


    Indeed, if they didn''t want to relive this outcome on the battlefield, they would need to practice their teamwork more.


    Seeing the overall situation was lost, the Twins raised their hands to surrender rather than take a beating.


    Thirty-seven minutes, not bad...


    Hercules had fought against Luo En before at the grave, so he had exited earlier; otherwise, it would have been difficult to complete this speedrun so quickly.


    Having cleared the field on his own, Luo En felt refreshed and threw down the bramble stick in his hand, looking at the groaning, unconscious losers on the ground, revealing a sinister smile.


    "My friends, this is probably going to be your daily routine from now on. If you don''t want a beating, feel free to challenge me one-on-one, or team up to take me down!"

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    As a large-scale troop exercise commenced in Thessaly, hot as fire, Perseus of the Perseus Constellation, having achieved nothing, had also returned to Olympus amid the stars.


    In the vast and majestic Great Temple, Perseus knelt on one knee before the steps, reporting back to Divine King Zeus.


    "Hercules has resolved to stay in Thessaly, assisting Admetos, together defending against the invasion of the Giant Spirit Clan."


    "Is he defying orders?"


    The face of Zeus on the throne darkened, and his eyes narrowed.


    In the temple, Perseus hastily explained for his disciple, "Hercules does this all for you. He cannot bear to see your temple fall into the hands of enemies and your worship brought to an end. He absolutely does not mean to defy you!"


    "For me?" Zeus raised an eyebrow, his voice cold and mocking, "And flirting with those traitors on War God Mountain, becoming the King of Argos instead of Eurystheus as well?"


    The sound of thunder solemnly echoed in the Great Temple, and Perseus standing before the steps felt a heaviness in his heart.


    Even if he intended to conceal his rash disciple''s actions, the Father God was fully aware of what Hercules had done in the Mortal World, aware of even some secrets that he himself did not know, also known to this Father God.


    Thus, this could only mean one thing.


    Besides himself, this Father God had other agents who were monitoring and listening to Hercules''s actions and words.


    "Glory, Divine Objects, adventures... What he wanted, when have I ever been stingy?" Zeus''s grip on his scepter unconsciously tightened, his gaze gradually growing colder, "I gave him so much divine grace, and yet he still turns out untrained!"


    "Father God, everything Hercules does is just to protect Thessaly, that sacred land, for you," Perseus, seeing Zeus seemingly in real anger, vehemently defended his disciple and earnestly guaranteed, "I believe, his heart is still with you!"


    Zeus did not explicitly agree or disagree, instead, he turned his gaze towards Perseus, who was vigorously defending Hercules below, seemingly asking nonchalantly.


    "So, you just let him stay in Thessaly?"


    Upon hearing this, Perseus''s heartbeat inexplicably quickened.


    Almost instinctively, he immediately bowed his head, his face humble as he pleaded for forgiveness.


    "Not being able to bring Hercules back is my dereliction of duty. Please punish me!"


    "It was he who defied orders, what does this have to do with you? I was just asking; there''s no need to be so nervous."


    With a casual gesture of his left hand, Zeus gently reassured and then with a glint in his eyes, casually delved deeper into their previous conversation.


    "However, I recall saying: when necessary, you could use some force to bring him back to Olympus..."


    "I tried, but I am no match for him," Perseus honestly replied.


    "Using the three Divine Objects I gave you, you couldn''t subdue him?" Zeus appeared a bit surprised.


    "That child is even more outstanding than I had imagined," Perseus sincerely answered, a hint of genuine appreciation appearing in his eyes. "His growth has also exceeded my expectations. Now, there''s nothing more I can teach him."


    "Is that so?" Zeus nodded slightly, his tone neutral as he gave a compliment, "That''s truly remarkable, and your careful nurturing of him all this time hasn''t been in vain."


    Perseus shook his head, speaking earnestly: "No, Hercules''s achievements are all due to your merit!"


    Then, he paused, once again speaking on behalf of Hercules.


    "Thus, I believe that based on that child''s character, as soon as this war is over, he will certainly return to your command and apologize for his transgressions!"


    "Your relationship is truly strong..." Zeus remarked with a sigh as he looked at Perseus, who repeatedly vouched for Hercules. After a moment of thought, he smiled, "Fine, since you say so, I will trust him this once."


    "Thank you, Father God!" Perseus exclaimed with great joy upon hearing this, "Rest assured, once the conflict in Thessaly is over, I will definitely bring him back!"


    Hercules, after all, was the child he had personally raised and educated; if given a choice, he naturally wouldn''t want to stand against this child.


    Being able to return under the Father God''s flag and rejuvenate the glory of Olympus filled Perseus with sincere joy for his student and brother.


    And with his understanding of Hercules, he was confident in resolving the chaos, persuading Hercules to return to his rightful place after the war.


    "Rest assured, of course I''m at ease." Zeus smiled and nodded, then said self-mockingly, "After all, you are now the son I trust the most."


    Hearing this, Perseus felt both touched and somewhat abashed.


    The misunderstanding of the Father God by others seemed too deep, especially by his siblings.


    Thinking this, an urge emerged within Perseus, and a phrase long suppressed in his heart slipped out.


    "Father God, please also allow me to go to the Lower Realm, to assist Hercules in guarding Thessaly!"


    "You want to go too?" Zeus, hearing this, showed a hint of surprise.


    "To guard the sacred land and expel the invaders is precisely our duty as Divine Sons," Perseus first declared his superficial duty, then gravely expressed a deeper sentiment, "I believe that by defeating the giants and resolving this crisis, not just the people of Thessaly, but all city-states in Greece will remember your benevolence towards the Mortal World, will hold increased reverence and stronger faith in you. Moreover, ending the war sooner can also allow Hercules to return sooner to continue his unfinished trials and unaccomplished great deeds!"

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    "Well said!" Zeus nodded approvingly, his face brimming with a smile, "In that case, let me grant your wish."


    Upon hearing the formal approval of his request, joy from deep within shone in Perseus'' eyes, "Thank you, Father..."


    "Pfft!"


    The voice abruptly cut off as Perseus stiffly lowered his head, looking at the pale arm that had penetrated his chest and the Divine Core in that hand, his face filled with astonishment.


    "I''ll be taking your Divine Core," she whispered melodically, the seductive figure that had appeared in the hall at some point, stretching her slender waist, her pink tongue lightly licking her moist lips, leaning close to whisper.


    Perseus instinctively turned around and was shocked to see the beautiful girl with long, purple-black hair and amber eyes.


    As their eyes met, the amber eyes immediately magnified in Perseus'' vision, filling his entire heart.


    His consciousness was pulled downward, as if plunging into boundless darkness.


    Looking around, Perseus saw a devastated world, dark celestial bodies with red-black mudflows at their borders continually pouring malice onto the scarred land, all light devoured completely, the ground below covered with countless bones and remains.


    Wingless Nymphs, heartless Titan Monsters, twisted Golden Corpses, severed heads of Bronze Giants... appeared successively in his eyes.


    Meanwhile,


    Buzz!


    In the heart-thumping tremor, red-black mud erupted from the ground beneath Perseus'' feet, forming a swamp of red-black mud mixed with pure malice in the hall.


    Waves rippled on the surface of the lake, a black cube, constantly changing and expanding, slowly formed and rose.


    Shortly, the cube twisted itself like a Magic Cube, dark crimson magical runes successively climbing over the entire black container''s surface.


    Accompanied by the last of the darkness being illuminated, a pool of red-black liquid rose to the top from inside the blackness and poured down from a "Hole" dissolved from the "World," drenching Perseus completely.


    Thick malice spread from the pale hand that had penetrated Perseus'' abdomen, forming ghastly red-black runes on the body of the young man from the Perseus Constellation.


    "Pff~~"


    In the dull sound akin to a burst water bag, the girl withdrew her hand, satisfied.


    The wound on Perseus'' chest writhed further, tearing open to expose chunks of rolling flesh and creaking brittle bones burdened beyond their strength.


    Through the bones and muscle membranes, the red-black mudflow surged within his abdominal cavity, replacing the original Divine Patterns with hideous red-black runes, covering every muscle, every organ.


    As the Divine Core, now completely blackened, was reinserted into Perseus by the retreating hand, the young man stood like a stake, his torn chest cavity instantly filled with black mire.


    Moments later, Perseus'' chest began to pulse again, his eyes slowly opened.


    But now, his eyes were dark voids, utterly devoid of spirit, standing motionless in the hall like a soulless puppet.


    The enchanting girl with purple-black hair surveyed her freshly minted creation for a while, then tilted her head, curiously looking towards Zeus on the throne.


    "Wasn''t he your most trusted son? How could you still bear to strike?"


    "I did trust him indeed, but he betrayed my trust," Zeus slowly spoke, his face grim.


    "That makes him all the more deserving of death!"


    "I think, he hadn''t reached the point of betraying you yet, had he?" Pandora, who had been watching the whole process from a hidden location, blinked and couldn''t help saying a fair word.


    "But he released Hercules and even sympathized with the Thessaly traitors, that''s hardly loyalty," Zeus responded with a cold snort, his eyes flickering with a dark light.


    "And loyalty that isn''t absolute, is absolutely disloyalty!"


    Upon hearing this justification, Pandora couldn''t help but giggle and clap her hands.


    "Exactly! You are absolutely right!"


    Just because Perseus hasn''t done certain things now doesn''t mean he won''t do them in the future...


    He didn''t have the power to act now, but that didn''t mean he wouldn''t once he had the power in the future...


    He didn''t have the chance now, but that didn''t mean he wouldn''t take the opportunity to act if it arose...


    There is a sin called ''the sin of the future''!


    And His Majesty the King of Gods was best at preventing mishaps before they occurred, erasing all possible threats to his power and shaking the pillars of his divine authority.


    So, from the moment Perseus began to waver inwardly, emotionally biased, his fate had already been sealed.


    Watching the puppet covered in red and black patterned lines before her, Pandora snickered and shook her head; her fair hand slapped down, and the legendary Perseus sank into the red and black mire.


    Within that dark expanse, shadowy figures flickered in and out of sight.


    Some were Magic Beasts like the three-headed Poison Dragon, Hydra, and Sphinx that had been slain in the Arcadia Beast Tide, others were the large and small Magical Pigs killed in the Calydon hunt, and still others were the Centaurs, giants, and Divine Blood Heroes who had died in Thessaly...


    Seeing her collection grow by one more, Pandora raised her hand contentedly.


    The ground''s black mire receded like a tide, and a six-sided silver-black metal cube, engraved with dense runes, rose from the ground to rest in the maiden''s fair palm, continuously changing shapes with a unique rhythm.


    Fight, fight, the more fiercely you fight, the stronger I will become!


    And eventually, I might even surpass the one on the throne!


    The Enchantress looked toward that blood-soaked future, excitedly licking her cherry lips.


    "What about those giants? How are they prepared?"


    Hearing the questioning voice from the throne, Pandora withheld her ill-intentioned smile, shaking her head resignedly.


    "I don''t know what happened, but they no longer trust me. They shout and attack whenever they see me, so I am also unclear about their recent situation."


    Is that so?


    Zeus murmured softly, his brow gradually furrowing.


    The unexpected had happened once again, and this unsettling feeling beyond his control was truly annoying.


    "Never mind, don''t bother with them. Go find Eris and have her do what she must."


    "As you command, Father God..."


    Pandora nodded gladly, her figure turning into a streak of black light that disappeared among the stars.


    ~~


    Night fell over the capital of Thessaly.


    While Luo En hid in the military camp, using the training of Divine Blood Heroes as an excuse to avoid Hera''s oppression, an uninvited guest burst into his tent.


    The graceful figure stepped inside, lightly lifting a hand to press on the metal clasp behind her head, which triggered the detachment and retraction of her Golden Armor, revealing the visitor''s true face.


    She had silky, soft violet hair shining like violets, banded into a neat bun at the back of her head with circular clips, while a few stray bangs playfully framed her straight, sexy nose. Long, luscious eyelashes underlined eyes shimmering brighter than gold.


    Those slender eyebrows arched gracefully, dewy cherry lips lightly pressed together, complemented by her flawless, white jade-like cheeks, all presenting an image of sanctity and flawlessness.


    Upon closer look, a hint of green-gold flame seemed to burn within those eyes, lending a majestic coldness to her beautiful features.


    A pure white cloak was fastened onto her slim shoulders, its high collar standing up like a lion''s mane, adding a touch of frosty aloofness and the dignity of a conqueror.


    But moving downward along her profile, past the snowy, sexy swan neck and collarbone, what first caught the eyes was an almost magnetically attractive ample cleavage.


    After removing the breastplate, the blue long dress tightly packed at the top, exposed a vast expanse of fair skin piled up like snow, strained to its limits, causing the golden embroidery on the chest to slightly distort.


    Beyond the prominent peaks below was an unbearably slender, delicate waist, accentuated by a silver metal belt for easier movement.


    Silvery, lustrous greaves covered her long, full legs, the metal''s color reflecting off her skin''s curve in a uniquely beautiful way.


    Prying open the layer of Golden Armor revealed her devilish figure and peerless beauty, like a ripe, luscious fruit about to burst, making one''s mouth dry and throat convulse with a surge of conquering desire.


    "Sister Ya?"


    Luo En looked at the visiting Athena and the dense night outside the tent, unable to help swallowing his saliva.


    Is this... sexual temptation?

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    Thessaly Camp, under the fluorite lamp.


    The Goddess saw Luo En, the commander of the allied forces, squatting in the tent and couldn''t help but heave a sigh of relief, "I''m glad you''re here. Hearing that Thessaly has many needs, I have brought a batch of alchemy materials scarce in this place, weapons and equipment recently brought from Sicily, and some personnel from War God Mountain who can provide convenient support."


    Luo En, looking at Athena who had traveled from afar, surprise flickered in his eyes, "You came yourself for such a trivial matter?"


    In the midst of speaking, he pulled out a chair and motioned for the Goddess of Wisdom to sit down.


    "I''m free anyway, always wanting to do something within my power for you," the Goddess answered with a light laugh, her gaze as gentle as water.


    Hearing this considerate remark, Luo En felt warmth in his heart, but also a strange sensation he couldn''t quite articulate.


    Sister Ya tonight...


    "Ahem~" A soft cough interrupted the thoughts rising in Luo En''s mind.


    The smile on the Goddess''s face faded, and she sat up straight at the table, adopting a serious demeanor.


    "Actually, besides transporting supplies and personnel, there are two other matters I came to discuss with you."


    As she spoke, a familiar sensation overwhelmed him, and the confusion in Luo En''s heart dissipated.


    Yes, now that''s more like it.


    Immediately, Luo En pulled up a chair, sat at the table, and looked curious, "What is so important that even you are concerned? Let''s hear it."


    The Goddess replied helplessly, "It''s really nothing serious, mainly pertaining to the God of the Sea pantheon, something inconvenient to discuss in Athens."


    As everyone knows, the prior Cretan civilization that prospered Athens met its destruction at the hands of the Sea God Temple and the Kingdom of Atlantis; their grudges go back a long way.


    Moreover, many Minosians fled to Athens to settle down and passed down their bloodline, so the relationship between the Athenians and the Sea God Temple could hardly be considered harmonious, and many matters were not suitable for public discussion.


    Subsequently, the Goddess rubbed her temples and said with a wry smile, revealing one of the purposes of her visit, "As you know, with a new godly war looming, and the Sea of Okeanos being a key direction of attack for Demon Ancestor Typhon and his army, some deities of the sea sensing danger have become restless; they are seeking a reliable ally to confront this crisis together."


    Upon hearing this, Luo En paused slightly, answering instinctively, "Then they should go to Poseidon."


    "But the character of His Majesty the Sea God..."


    Hearing these hesitant words, Luo En understood the implication.


    Plainly speaking, they didn''t trust Lord Bo''s divine quality.


    Immediately, he inquired with interest, "Who is leading them?"


    The Goddess candidly answered, "Nereus!"


    That old man of the sea?


    Luo En''s gaze sharpened, his understanding clear.


    As a representative of the Ancient Sea God Faction, this old Sea God always possessed the wisdom for self-preservation.


    In the era of the Titan Gods, he married Doris, the daughter of the River God Okeanos and the Ocean Goddess Tethys from the Twelve Titans, without bursting a Gold Coin;


    In the Olympian era, he sided with Poseidon and arranged his daughter to marry Amphitrite, circumventing the fate of his father-in-law Okeanos and mother-in-law Tethys;


    Now, with the disintegration of the Olympian System, the resurgence of the Old Gods, and the imminent new godly war, this adept old sea deity likely sensed danger approaching.


    But among the many forces entering the fray, Typhon is a brute who recognizes no relations, siding with him is akin to delivering oneself up; Kronos is not much better, hardly the better choice...


    Originally, as his son-in-law, Sea God Poseidon would have been Nereus''s best backer.


    However, the battle of Crete Island and his daughter Thetis''s experiences had unveiled Poseidon''s true colors to him.


    Plus, with the gods of Olympus no longer a united entity, continuing to align with the Sea God Temple would not guarantee that the good son-in-law wouldn''t use him and the entire Ancient Sea God Faction as cannon fodder in the face of crisis.


    After all, it wouldn''t be the first time for similar things to have happened.


    Thus, after considerations, Nereus turned his thoughts towards the currently thriving War God Mountain, and his other good son-in-law.


    ��Indeed, none other than Luo En, currently the head of the allied forces.


    Realizing his father-in-law''s goal, Luo En raised an eyebrow and looked seriously at Athena before him, speaking calmly, "Taking them in is not a problem, but does Thetis know about this? I''d like to hear her take."


    At that, the Goddess snorted, "If she doesn''t allow, will you refuse?"


    "Of course!" Luo En didn''t hesitate to reply, a cold smirk spreading over his face, "Given how they used Thetis as a shield in the past, do you think I would not take the opportunity to vent for my wife? The world isn''t so accommodating!"


    "Rebuffing such fine military support is not a sensible decision," the Goddess plainly stated, her tone carrying a hint of displeasure.


    "If everything were about sensibility, gains, and losses, then I should have married Zeus!" Luo En rolled his eyes and retorted sarcastically, then coldly snorted without reserve, "Besides, they are asking me, I''m not asking them! If they had any dignity, they could very well become pawns under the Sea God Temple and face off against Typhon''s Demon Army for Poseidon and me!"


    Hearing Luo En''s novel humorous phrasing, the Goddess couldn''t help but cover her lips with her hand and laugh lightly.


    "Marry Zeus? I can''t believe you''d say that!"


    Then the Goddess paused before continuing in a huff, "Rest assured, Thetis has already agreed, and that''s exactly why she specially sent me to discuss this matter with you."


    After all, despite past grievances, that Ocean Goddess could not bear to see her once kin turn into cannon fodder in the upcoming war of the gods.

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    Upon hearing the formal reply, Luo En''s expression eased, and he nodded slightly.


    "In that case, we can have them move closer to the coast of Thessaly. As long as they guard our flank and monitor the movements of Typhon and his Demon Army, I promise they won''t be treated as cannon fodder," Luo En said.


    "Alright, I will convey your request and assurance to Nereus as soon as possible. Once they are in position, they should come ashore to formally make an alliance with you," the Goddess replied.


    As the first matter came to a conclusion, the Goddess''s expression grew more solemn, and she spoke in a deep voice.


    "Besides the request for an alliance, they also brought news: in recent days, a large number of Sea Beasts have been madly gathering in the depths of the Sea of Chaos, constantly fighting and devouring each other. Even Poseidon''s authority is unable to fully control them!" she said.


    "Is this the second matter you came for?" Luo En asked.


    "Yes," the Goddess nodded, her gaze deep. "I suspect that Typhon is consolidating his forces. His Demon Army and Kronos''s Giant Spirit Clan will likely launch a total assault soon, so I came specifically to warn you to be on guard."


    A shadow crossed Luo En''s face at her words.


    The inevitable was finally approaching; he wondered whether the defenses of Thessaly and Athens could hold.


    As he was lost in thought, a noisy clamor came from outside the tent.


    Luo En followed the noise, pulling back the curtain, and looked towards the brightly lit camp.


    At that moment, a series of teleportation arrays constructed from Rune Stones and Magic Arrays were buzzing into operation. Scholars from the Academy of Athens and Holy Warriors from War God Mountain were escorting a large quantity of rare materials as they rushed over.


    In the camp''s square, various daggers, shields, long spears, javelins, armor, and bows and arrows, all crafted by the God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus on West West Volcano Island, had already been delivered to the scene.


    Under the guidance of the second-generation Goddess of Justice, Astraea, Divine Blood Heroes and Soldiers were orderly transporting and receiving their equipment.


    Every person who received Divine Armaments had a look of irrepressible joy on their faces.


    On the battlefield, nothing was more reliable than these items. When faced with the perils of the enemy, besides their comrades-in-arms, their only reliance was what they wore on their bodies and held in their hands.


    Even if they retired to civilian life after the war, these priceless symbols of honor could become heirlooms, preserved through generations; or by selling them, they could make a fortune.


    It was known that Great Aeas, the son of Telamon, had lost his life fighting for the Divine Armor forged by Hephaestus that Achilles left behind when he died.


    Although these mass-produced items weren''t as high quality as the Divine Artifact Hephaestus custom-made for Achilles, they were certainly far superior to any mundane equipment.


    At the sight of several thousands of various Divine Armors present, Luo En felt surprised.


    "So many weapons? Hephaestus must have gone to some trouble, right?" Luo En mused.


    "It is not just him, the priests and craftsmen from the Fire God Temple have helped as well. It''s a bit hard work, but he''s happy to assist you," the Goddess replied with a light laugh, looking at Luo En with even softer eyes.


    "After all, it''s thanks to you that he and Aitai got together," she added.


    Aitai, belonging to the lineage of the Old Gods, the daughter of Heavenly Father Uranus, the sister of Love God Aphrodite, lived in reclusion on Sicily, holding some power over forging and flames.


    After the Golden Apple incident, Luo En had advised Aphrodite to introduce the trustworthy Hephaestus to a reliable partner.


    So the Love Goddess introduced her own sister Aitai to Hephaestus.


    Due to their shared interests and hobbies, they quickly became a couple and had a pair of Flash Spirits named Palici on Sicily.


    Hearing that Hephaestus was seemingly leading a good life, Luo En genuinely felt happy for his godson.


    But immediately after, he looked at the Goddess beside him with some surprise.


    Strange, how did Athena also know about his secret matchmaking?


    "Haven''t you all eaten? Move it, move it!" someone shouted not far away.


    "Hey, you over there, make it quick!" the voice continued.


    The shouting interrupted Luo En''s thoughts.


    He looked up to see a large amount of construction material being transported to the nearby camp walls that required repairs by humans and Magic Beasts alike.


    In front of the operating teleportation gates, Stheno and Euryale, who had snagged the easy task, were holding black teaching whips and bossing around.


    By their side, even several flower Nymphs were busy moving chairs and a small table for them, as well as serving up delicious pastries and fragrant floral dew.


    It seemed more appropriate to say that the two Gorgon Demons had come for a picnic rather than to offer assistance.


    But as the saying goes, pride comes before a fall. Due to the reckless instructions of the two novices, several over-burdened Magic Beasts had just climbed onto the wall needing repairs. That section, already unstable, instantly cracked and collapsed, with large pieces of rubble and metal raining down on Euryale and Stheno below.


    Seeing this, Luo En instinctively activated the Goat''s Divine Speed, flashing beneath the collapsing wall and raising a protective Curse Barrier with his hands to deflect the falling debris.


    After the dust settled and the turmoil subsided, he withdrew his Divine Power and turned to look at the two slackers who were still standing leisurely in their spot, asking with some irritation.


    "How did you two end up here? Are you alright?" Luo En inquired.


    "Hehe, is Lord Luo En showing concern for us?" one of them teased.


    "You''re being so considerate of us, won''t Little Medusa be jealous?" the other jested.

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    Stheno and Euryale not only had no intention of offering thanks but instead lounged lazily in their chairs, lifting teacups filled with rosewater to their lips, while making faces and teasingly laughing.


    With immortality ensuring they wouldn''t be harmed, even a direct hit from falling debris wasn''t enough to cause anything more than a bruise.


    Luo En glanced at the somewhat chaotic construction site, a vein bulging on his forehead, and without a word, he yanked the two shirking vixens up from their seats.


    "Feeling itchy for trouble again, huh? Get up and get back to work!"


    However, instead of showing any remorse, the two troublemakers doubled down. They wrapped their arms around Luo En''s elbows, hanging off him like koalas and rubbing up and down.


    "Mmm, Luo En, that''s quite a bold invitation, are you asking me to take your left side?"


    "Then I''ll take the right side��Little Medusa''s out of space tonight."


    The two sisters, who enjoyed causing trouble, flirted with their brother-in-law with giggles, pulling out the Shadow Crystal Stone they carried to record the moment. They planned to gift their younger sister with the footage later.


    "Bang! Bang!"


    But immediately, fists of discipline crashed down on the heads of Euryale and Stheno causing the mischief-makers to nurse their head bumps and squat on the ground, tracing circles in resentment and puffing up in protest at someone''s mercilessness.


    "Damn it, I''m a beloved goddess, you heartless brute, you have no idea how to cherish beauty!"


    "That''s right, Euryale and I are so adorable, no man can resist our charisma. How dare you mistreat two cute goddesses��such a blockhead without an appreciation for beauty, your heart must be made of stone!"


    Luo En casually cleaned his ears, disdainfully looked over the "adorable" goddesses, and his gaze finally rested on the number 45 steel plates on their chests, his eyes filled with disgust.


    "Psh, even if I was dying of thirst at night, I wouldn''t be interested in two undeveloped fried eggs."


    Undeveloped... fried eggs?


    Hearing this new descriptor, Euryale and Stheno''s faces stiffened. They glanced at their flat chests, and as the verbal blows piled on, veins bulged on their foreheads like earthworms, and their pretty faces seethed with resentment.


    "You jerk, don''t you know what cute is! Preserving youth is the gold standard for a goddess, okay!"


    "Ha, fried eggs? That''s hilarious."


    Meanwhile, Circe, holding her staff, poked her head out from the line next to them, joining the laughter with an air of schadenfreude.


    Euryale rolled her eyes, and without reservation, retorted sharply.


    "What are you laughing at, you''re just another fried egg!"


    "..."


    Circe''s laughter stopped abruptly. Her face turned red, and she defiantly pointed to a minimal curve she managed to squeeze out from her chest.


    "I am not a fried egg! I''ve developed just fine!"


    "Yeah, yeah, so fine that nobody wants you."


    The more sly eldest sister, Stheno, chimed in with a vicious quip.


    "But don''t worry, your apprentice��we''ve tested him, and he was great, and very... smooth."


    Her delicate face, with its serpentine charm, was adorned by a playful tongue licking her lips.


    But with that metaphorical knife thrust, Circe''s defenses crumbled, and she charged at them with fists ready.


    "You two shameless serpents dare to touch my apprentice! I''ll fight you!"


    "You scared, silly bird? I''ll pluck you bare today!"


    "Hehe, flustered, are you? Is it because you can''t have any?"


    Just as the three goddesses, hardly different in height, were about to collide and erupt into a messy fight, the hand of justice descended.


    "The three of you, get back to work right now, or would you rather I throw you all back to War God Mountain?"


    Astraea, clad in her Libra Palace''s Golden Saint Cloth, arrived and subdued the unruly trio with firm resolve.


    Seeing that massive fist and the sparkling Golden Saint Cloth, Stheno, Euryale, and Circe instinctively shrank back, resigned to lowering their heads and slipping into a laborer''s state of mind.


    "Alright, that''s enough, you guys chat."


    After restoring order, Astraea waved her hands familiarly at the two of them, her bright smile as if she was greeting old friends.


    Old friends?


    A jolt ran through Luo En''s mind as he stiffly turned his neck toward the figure in white beside him, tentatively calling out.


    "Thetis?"


    Under the moonlight, the wise goddess blinked but remained silent.


    And silence sometimes is the answer.


    Clearly, the Athena standing before Luo En was none other than his real wife, Thetis.


    She had resorted to a surprise check? How despicable!


    Luo En patted his chest, relieved and somewhat grateful after the fright.


    Thankfully, he had been behaving himself lately; otherwise, he would have been caught red-handed.


    Meanwhile, in the yard of the Cainis family''s home,


    Cerberus, who was munching on a honey cake on the ground, seemed to sense something. With an excited growl, he happily leaped over the wall and dashed towards a certain location in the city.


    "What''s gotten into that dog? I''ll check it out."


    At the table, Hera was chatting with her daughter Hebei. She shook her head with a smile and stood up to follow.

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    Thessaly Defense Line, a small grove near the military camp.


    An oppressive aura spread out, drowning all the clamor.


    Nearby birds perched on branches, shivering in their nests, insects, bees, and butterflies on the ground all trembled in fear, not daring to make even the slightest peep. The whole forest was silent, except for crisp scolding echoing under the moonlight.


    "Sit down~!"


    "Woof!"


    "Lift your paw, shake~"


    "Woof woof!"


    "First roll over, then have the left head bite the right ear, the right head bite the left ear, and tuck the tail into the middle head''s mouth."


    "Woof?"


    "So stupid, can''t you understand that?"


    The two Gorgon Demons squatting on the ground watched the bewildered Cerberus stock-still in place, affectionately giggling as they rubbed the dog head beside each of them.


    "Awoo~~"


    The infamous and brutal dog of the Underworld King, Cerberus, now lay submissively in front of his sisters, like a docile puppy, enjoying the petting and training, seemingly quite content.


    "By the way, Cerberus, weren''t you guarding the gates of the Netherworld? Why did you run off to Thessaly?"


    "Come on, confess, did you sneak out!"


    Stheno and Euryale scratched the chins of the dog heads beside them, smiling as they pried for information, planning to blackmail some benefits from their elder brother once they got a hold of his lapse.


    "Woof woof!"


    With a burst of happy barking from Cerberus, the two little demons learned the whole story.


    "Oh, so you were summoned up here."


    "That guy was involved too? He left you in the Mortal World?"


    Stheno and Euryale exchanged glances, their eyes flashing mysteriously.


    Related to that guy? This made them even more excited.


    Brother-in-law, you wouldn''t want the Underworld King to find out you broke the rules of the Netherworld, would you?


    Meanwhile, in the tent.


    Luo En, who was drafting the alliance contract on a parchment scroll, suddenly felt a chill and sneezed hard.


    "Achoo~!"


    "What''s the matter? Caught a cold?"


    The Goddess of Wisdom, "Athena", or rather, the Ocean Nymph Thetis, disguised as "Athena", gently held her husband''s arm, showing concern.


    "With my constitution, I hardly think so. I reckon someone must be talking about me behind my back again," Luo En said with a light chuckle, shaking his head. He then wrote down the final stroke and handed the roughly drafted alliance contract to Thetis for review.


    Thetis took the sheepskin scroll filled with Hermes Script, glanced over it briefly, and couldn''t help but roll her eyes teasingly at her husband.


    This thing was less an alliance contract and more like a servitude agreement.


    Not only was it written throughout in the very binding Hermes script, but the related terms also contained highly potent self-enforcing testimonies.


    It was a kind of Magic Secret Ceremony used when forging an absolutely unbreakable agreement, which could effectively prevent breach of contract.


    Once the parties that signed the contract violated the stipulations, the secret text could use the divine names at the bottom to apply the corresponding curse to a certain degree onto the person of the violator.


    Moreover, her own husband had listed the names of the river Styx, the Goddess of Justice Themis, and the Three Fates as guarantors.


    Backed by these three, it was virtually impossible to nullify its effectiveness by any means. If the parties to the alliance could sign their names on the document and fulfill the conditions of the oath, making the document effective, the imprints and curses on it would still track down the souls of both parties, even if the oath-takers had already died, and continue to fulfill the agreement.


    And the reason Thetis called it a servitude agreement was that it only explicitly and meticulously outlined the responsibilities and obligations of the Ocean God System, while the demands on Luo En himself were mostly vague, leaving a lot of room for maneuver.


    Yet, Thetis had no intention of standing up for her father Nereus or those Ocean Gods.


    Because the signing party''s names were her own and Luo En''s.


    That is to say, once the alliance contract was passed, she would enjoy equal rights with her husband, eligible to command the Ocean Gods who came to swear fealty.


    Plus, the price would be paid by her own husband, and she would not need to make any sacrifices for it.


    "There''s no need for you to do all this for me..." Thetis looked softly at Luo En, her eyes brimming with unspoken emotion.


    "What silly things you''re saying, you''re my wife," Luo En said with a gentle laugh, teasingly stroking his wife''s nose, his gaze warm and steadfast, "United as one, for better or for worse!"


    The deep murmur poured into Thetis'' chest from beside her ear, sweeping away the melancholy that had grown in her heart due to their long separation.


    United as one, for better or for worse.


    Such words are easy to say, but how many couples in Greece could really achieve it?


    Just by considering his wife, Luo En was far superior to others.


    "Do you, too, have no confidence that we can win this war?"


    Thetis held Luo En''s hand, looking worriedly at her husband.


    As a goddess also known for "wisdom", her sharpness was not inferior to Athena''s, especially when it came to sensing danger and planning self-preservation.


    Before the final battle with the giants had begun, her husband, leveraging the Ocean Gods joining their cause, had already thought ahead of an escape route for her.


    Such actions actually indicated that in this war between the old and new gods, her husband did not have full confidence in victory.


    "The circumstances of war change in an instant; where''s the surety of victory?"


    Luo En laughed lightly, tapping Thetis'' hand and sharing his viewpoint.


    "If there''s a thirty percent chance of winning, it''s worth a try; fifty percent is good enough to go all out; seventy percent certainty merits staking everything; and as for a so-called hundred percent chance, a sure win usually turns out to be a trap that requires extra caution."

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    Thetis, after giving considerable thought to her experiences over the years, couldn''t help but nod in agreement.


    Indeed, it made sense that anything too perfect might actually be abnormal, and it might even hide imminent disasters.


    With this realization, the worried feelings in Thetis''s heart quickly eased, and she began to tidy up the scattered desk for her husband.


    Watching his wife bustling about, Luo En sighed in relief.


    It was a good thing he had managed to fool her; otherwise, if she kept asking about the odds of victory, he really wouldn''t have an answer.


    After all, the current battle with the giant spirits had deviated too far from the story Luo En remembered. Without Zeus''s involvement, even Luo En himself was unsure how far he could lead the gods and humans.


    As Luo En pondered his next move, his gaze inadvertently caught sight of Thetis, who had just tidied up the desk, heading towards the bed in the tent. He felt a surge in his chest and awkwardly tried to decline with a dry laugh.


    "It''s too messy inside; don''t trouble yourself. I''ll clean it up later."


    "It''s no bother; I need to use it tonight anyway."


    "You''re staying overnight?"


    "What? You don''t like that?"


    Thetis stopped in her tracks and huffed as she looked at Luo En, sensing a heavy whiff of sneakiness emanating from her husband.


    "How could that be! You''re my legitimate wife; I''d be delighted for you to stay!" pronounced Luo En, desperately swore, his survival instinct kicking in. He then glanced at Thetis, who now had purple hair and golden eyes, and chuckled awkwardly, rubbing his hands together, "But, could you change back to your original look? Talking about this with that face on makes me feel strange."


    Was that the reason?


    It suddenly dawned on Thetis, and she understood why her husband emitted that peculiar sneaky vibe.


    Of course, it could also be due to a guilty conscience.


    After all, her husband had not infrequently engaged in "in-depth" conversations with her wise goddess cousin behind closed doors.


    At that thought, Thetis hummed lightly.


    "No need; I think it''s quite nice like this!"


    Looking at his resolute wife, Luo En didn''t know whether to laugh or cry.


    Not only was she wearing someone else''s clothes, but she had also taken on someone else''s appearance, ready to give her legitimate husband a hard time tonight.


    He also wondered who was the boss in the end between her and Athena.


    Forget it; this was all too complicated. He didn''t want to think about it.


    Luo En shook his head, acutely aware of his predicament, and was about to pull his role-playing-addicted legitimate wife into the house to rekindle old feelings and chat away the night when a tall figure, using the cover of night, dashed into the tent with lightning speed.


    "I knew you were here!"


    Hearing the familiar voice in his ear and seeing the flawless white arms that parted the tent curtain, along with the voluptuous mature figure, Luo En felt his heart skip a beat and instinctively revved up [Goat]''s divine speed, ready to take flight.


    "Athena, you''re here too? Quick! Stop him; don''t let him get away!"


    Hera licked her cherry lips, excitedly calling out to her "ally."


    She hadn''t stepped out tonight just to chase after a silly dog running wild; her real goal was to sneak into the military camp and catch up with her little lover.


    Only, she hadn''t expected that in addition to her little lover, her former ally was also here.


    Hmph, it was a good thing she had arrived; otherwise, she might have let the other woman have all the fun!


    "Okay~"


    With a playful reply tinged with a hint of weirdness, "Athena" blocked the back exit, trapping the would-be escapee where he stood.


    Looking at the mockingly smiling Thetis in front of him, and Hera advancing toward him with burning eyes from behind, Luo En was close to tears.


    What on earth was this situation!


    Wife and mistress run into each other, daughter and foster mother meet, the impersonator and the genuine article join forces... How could all these ridiculous elements come together, and how was he supposed to live through this?


    "Hold down his hands!"


    "No problem, but I haven''t laid out the bed yet..."


    "Then do it like before, use the table!"


    "Fine!"


    With the two in perfect harmony, the lamb with no escape in the tent was dragged onto the desk, letting out mournful wails.


    "Urgh, no please..."


    However, the only response it got was the indignity of being stripped and ravished by the two eager females.


    Meanwhile, in the War God Mountain''s Great Temple.


    The Goddess of Wisdom, watching over the recent battle reports, felt an inexplicable tickle in her nose and sneezed loudly.


    Odd, who is speaking of me behind my back?


    Athena rubbed her nose bridge, put down the documents she had finished perusing, stood up, walked out of the temple, and peered in the direction of Thessaly, muttering to herself.


    The activity of the Sea Beasts in the Sea of Okeanos is becoming more frequent, the construction of the coastal wall still needs some time, Typhon and Kronos are very likely to launch a surprise attack during this gap, we need to be more vigilant lately, prepare for the battle... I wonder if Tethys has conveyed my words.


    ~~


    At this very moment, deep underground.


    Eleven ancient temples, dedicated to the Titan Gods, stood tall, the crimson Divine Emblems above them shimmering like malevolent stars, illuminating the entire underworld.


    On the rugged ritual grounds, thousands of giants gathered, greedily breathing in the high concentration of divinity in the air, feeling the pulse in their veins and the resurgence of ancient memories in their minds, their gazes feverish and adoring, like wolves worshiping their alpha, directed toward the central tower.


    Just as wolves have the nature to hunt and fight, so do Titans.


    Their nature is to conquer, to battle!


    Only dirty, cowardly rats would hide and scavenge for a meager life in the dark underground, whereas the sunlit earth and skies are their true hunting grounds.


    Pressured by circumstances, they had forgotten this pride for nearly a thousand years, but soon, the old Divine King would lead them out of the gutter, back onto the land, crushing the scattering gods in one fell swoop, rampaging and slaughtering at will, and eventually ascending Olympus to extinguish the residual fire among the stars, rekindling the Titans'' rightful glory!


    Beneath the eager gazes of the giants, the Divine Tower, guarded by the eleven Titan Temples, hummed and trembled, the gates forged from volcanic stone slowly opening.


    A towering figure, with a presence as oppressive as cast iron, stepped out from the temple, a surge of Divine Power emanating, visible as a crimson tide, causing the innate giants present to tremble and gasp for air.


    But the more fear in their hearts, the happier the giants became.


    For it was clear evidence that their Divine King, commanding them, was exceptionally strong!


    "Finally, it''s complete..."


    With a low murmur, the King of Giant Spirits, Alcioneus, or rather, Titan King Kronos, looked at the black, ten-pointed crown above his head and the dark golden Battle Armor he wore with satisfaction and nodded.


    Then, he turned slightly and gestured toward the Temple behind him.


    Instantly, the dark skies of the underworld vibrated, ten crimson crests ignited above the Temple, shining and unleashing endless majesty!


    This was the Divine Emblem representing the life of the Titan Divine Race, as well as their loyalty to Divine King Kronos, and also symbolized the world''s ritual to welcome the return of Kronos. If the Titan Main God were to die in battle, the corresponding Divine Emblem on the Temple would also vanish.


    Alas, until now, two were still missing.


    Kronos touched the resonating black crown on his head, eyes reflecting regret at the last two empty spots.


    Memory Goddess Mnemosyne, Justice Goddess Themis...


    He needed only their Divinity and Authority to consolidate "All" into "One" and take that final step.


    By then, even when facing that bastard Zeus, he might still have a fighting chance.


    However, as long as he could take over the entire Mortal World, he would inevitably meet his two elder sisters.


    How he looked forward to it...


    Kronos let out a sinister chuckle, lifting his palm, and the nine surrounding Titan Temples vibrated, nine giants with different Divine Emblems on their foreheads stepping out and gathering behind this Titan King.


    Watching those giants, now granted "Divine Grace," with numb expressions and hollow eyes, Prometheus hiding amongst the giants felt a chill in his heart.


    Their consciousnesses had been devoured, leaving only shells to welcome the descent of the Titan Main Gods.


    Even the self-proclaimed powerful King of Giant Spirits was no exception!


    Indeed, the "blessing" of Kronos had been malicious from the start.


    Prometheus was inwardly relieved by his own vigilance, but the look towards the heavens was filled with concern.


    Now that Kronos had fully controlled his new body and summoned the nine Titan Main Gods, could those deities above really withstand the joint forces of the giants and Divine Monsters?

 Chapter 601 83: Parent-Child Donburi Development

    Thessaly Defense Line, inside the central tent of the military camp.


    Luo En sat at his desk, dealing with the mountain of documents piled upon it, while sheets of parchment flew in front of him like snowflakes.


    Soldiers, heroes, and deities from various city-states entered and exited the tent in order, each reporting on their work.


    "Lady Athena is currently organizing scholars from the Academy of Athens to model and reinforce the main structure of the coastal wall along the Peloponnese coastline," reported one.


    "The beast nests in the mountains of Arcadia have been cleared, and the number of Magic Beasts has dropped to normal levels. Lady Artemis is now leading her Battle Nymphs towards the Thessaly Mountains."


    "The Forge Furnaces on Sicily are operating at full capacity. Provided the materials are sufficient, Lord Hephaestus and his subordinate craftsmen can guarantee to provide over three hundred suits of standard Armor and weapons for outfitting every day."


    "Various types of Magic Potions, supplements, and Magic scrolls from War God Mountain are being produced in increasing quantities, supervised by the Memory Goddess Mnemosyne."


    "Alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector and scholars from the Academy of Athens are analyzing and replicating the magical guidance technology of the Kingdom of Atlantis. Some of the latest research achievements can be delivered to the front line in three days..."


    While processing the war preparedness reports from various regions, Luo En, seated at the desk, combined information from the documents, constantly filtering intelligence and integrating information in his mind, posing questions when appropriate.


    "What about the military forces? What is the situation in different places?"


    "Arcadia has sent a thousand Divine Archers..."


    "Sparta has dispatched three hundred of the Divine Blood Guard..."


    "Two hundred alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector are still on their way..."


    "Five hundred Spellcasters from the Dionysian Sect and the Cult of Erebus are already in position..."


    Messengers continued to provide responses, and the last to enter, little Medea, detailed the situation in Athens.


    "As you instructed, Master Ma, the Medical God Asclepius, along with the medical team organized by my aunt, are intensifying their training. Two hundred Pegasus Knights, serving as messengers, are on standby at all times. The missing Potion ingredients are being handled by the Mother of Serpents, The Three Graces, who have already gathered a considerable amount from the marshes near Arima Cave, which should alleviate the urgent need..."


    Luo En''s tense heartstrings slightly relaxed as he saw each planned arrangement systematically falling into place, then promptly issued directives for different documents and requests.


    "There''s been a small-scale Beast Tide in Thebes. Isn''t Ladon idle? Have her take The Nine Muses with her and clear out those nuisances."


    "Okay, we''ll get right on it!"


    Stheno and Euryale, unable to stand the serious atmosphere in the tent, immediately snatched the task and ran out as if fleeing for their lives.


    "Recent guests have come from across the sea and will land in Thessaly. Hebei, you are in charge of the reception."


    "No problem!"


    The Goddess of Youth, usually responsible for hosting guests, happily took the command, left the tent, and went to prepare for the reception.


    "Cainis, Centaur Tribes are causing trouble again on the eastern and northern mountain paths. Pick three hundred men and pacify them!"


    "I guarantee I''ll smash their brains out!"


    The first beauty of Thessaly snapped her knuckles with a vindictive smile, eager to leave the tent and rally the troops with her orders.


    She had an old score to settle with the Centaur tribes, especially since she almost died at their hands last time.


    Eager for the chance to use Thessaly''s military force to cull those blundering beasts, Cainis was full of enthusiasm.


    "Atalanta, you and Hippolyta, with some Amazon Warriors, set up visible and hidden outposts at nearby seaports and mountain tops. Keep a close watch on activities at sea and in the mountains, and report to me immediately if anything arises!"


    "Understood!"


    "Helen, go find Apollo and ask how many Griffin Knights he can spare. Thessaly''s aerial defenses are too weak. I need more air combat units, as many as possible!"


    "At your command, sir."


    With the Shepherd of the Temporal World, Luo En, managing affairs, tasks were carried out methodically.


    Thessaly operated like a finely tuned machine, with succinct and efficient movements; every figure that came and went from the tent was like a tightly meshed gear, each playing their part with precision.


    And Luo En, firmly seated in the tent, was the core engine pulling this machine towards war.


    As issues from the front and rear were resolved one by one, the number of people entering and leaving the tent began to dwindle.


    Correspondingly, the evening arrived.


    Outside the tent, voices ceased, and all was silent.


    Hera and "Athena" tiptoed into the tent quietly, carrying food boxes, and looked abstractedly at Luo En, who was alternately frowning in thought and flipping through the parchments.


    "Are you here?"


    It wasn''t until Luo En looked up and asked that the two goddesses snapped out of their daze, a slight blush creeping onto their cheeks.


    One had to admit, a man absorbed in his work is most charismatic, like a striking scene.


    "Are you hungry?"


    "Eat while it''s warm..."


    Hera and "Athena" took out the dishes and drinks from the food boxes and placed them on the table, offering comfort for a day''s hard work to the Alliance''s commander.


    Luo En set aside the parchment dealing with weapons and armor supply replenishment, approved it, and then put down his work, sampling a few bites of the food and drink.


    At this time, Hera and "Athena" took the opportunity to tiptoe forward, one massaging his arms and shoulders, the other placing her hands on his temples, gently kneading.


    The soft and delicate touch, along with the fragrance that lingered in his nostrils, made Luo En feel as if he were in a bed of flowers, dispelling the fatigue accumulated during the day.

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    However, after merely a moment of simple enjoyment, Luo En couldn''t help but open his eyes and ask.


    "How is the training and coordination of the Divine Blood Heroes going?"


    "Don''t worry, even though you''re not there, Hercules is refining their martial skills, Asclepius and Chiron are healing their wounds, the Spartan twins are training their cooperation and discipline, and visiting deities and the Chief God occasionally enter the fray to test their training results... They''ve already changed beyond recognition; you need not be overly concerned."


    Hera responded softly, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of cheer and pride.


    Ever since Hercules was crowned and promoted as the new queen of Argos, she had clearly felt a significant decrease in the fear and gossip from both deities and heroes towards her.


    Even many started to gradually let down their guards and purposely or unintentionally moved closer to her.


    This included the Spartan twins, Helen, and other such illegitimate children of Zeus.


    And as the respect and reputation of Hercules among heroes and humans reached new heights, she, as the Mother Goddess standing behind him, also received more veneration and faith.


    Thereby, it further confirmed the meaning of Hercules'' name.


    �� The Glory of Hera!


    She forgave the child with kindness, and he, in return, reciprocated with glory.


    Perhaps, this was what someone meant by "mutually elevating each other."


    Luo En raised his eyes to the trace of a smile on Hera''s lips, feeling extremely heartened.


    Since Hera had reconciled with Hercules, she would likely get along harmoniously with the vast group of Zeus'' illegitimate offspring.


    And he himself need not worry about her anger due to his exposed identity causing embarrassment.


    "Nereus and the Old Gods from the Sea of Okeanos will probably arrive in three days. Once they''re ashore, Hebei and I will be responsible for hosting them. Then we will form an alliance, and stay in the vicinity of the Thessalian coast."


    At this moment, Thetis spoke softly, announcing her intentions.


    Luo En was slightly startled and somewhat surprised.


    "You''re not going back to Athens?"


    "Athens has the coastal wall in front and relies on War God Mountain in the back; it''s easy to defend and hard to attack. In contrast, Thessaly faces the ancient battlefield of the Titan War on one side and the Sea of Okeanos on the other, with the possibility of enemies on two fronts. I originated from the Sea of Okeanos, and no one is more familiar with its currents, hydrology, and the habits of the Magic Beasts than I am. Thus, if I guard the coast near Thessaly, you won''t have to worry about being attacked from behind."


    Thetis paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and continued leisurely.


    "And with me present, Nereus and the others will feel at ease forming an alliance and will be willing to spare no effort in blocking any dangers from the sea on your behalf."


    Luo En looked at his wife, feeling a warm surge in his heart.


    On the surface, Thetis wanted to act as a mediator to win over the hearts of Nereus and other marine deities for him, to serve their new master loyally and honestly.


    But in reality, this was simply a form of hostage-taking.


    Luo En initially wanted to refuse, but seeing his wife''s determined gaze, he could only helplessly nod in agreement.


    "Alright, be careful then. Send me a message immediately if anything goes wrong!"


    "Mm..."


    Thetis nodded gently, her eyes tender as water.


    However, Hera, witnessing this scene, was somewhat perplexed.


    "Wait a minute, if you''re guarding the coast of Thessaly, what about War God Mountain?"


    "Of course, that''s left to Athena."


    "Athena? Then you..."


    Hera looked at this "Goddess of Wisdom" in front of her, with whom she had conspired for over half a month, and a sense of foreboding gradually emerged in her heart.


    The figure known as "Athena" shimmered with ripples of light, revealing the true appearance with golden hair and blue eyes, and speaking with a smile brimming with meaning.


    "It''s been a long time, mother..."


    Instantly, Hera froze, struck dumb. The images of her entering the tent every night on schedule, and various unspeakable acts involving three people, flashed through her mind, transforming into embarrassment too mortifying to endure.


    "You... Don''t look at me, I''m innocent..."


    Behind the desk, Luo En raised his hands, clarifying his situation with a helpless expression.


    It had to be said that Thetis'' Transformation Technique had reached an incredibly realistic level, which made it very difficult for outsiders to detect any flaws from appearance or form.


    Even Luo En himself had been fooled by Thetis'' trick at the beginning.


    Hera, arriving a step later, also fell into the pit, and even more deeply at that.


    Luo En wanted to open his mouth to remind her or to give some hint, but Thetis, who was well-prepared and always in the guise of Athena, acted alongside Hera, leaving him with no opportunity to clarify.


    Moreover, ever since Thetis arrived, Hera had grown bolder, with her demands becoming more frequent; nearly every night she brought what she thought was her accomplice to team up and milk her little lover.


    Consequently, Luo En spent almost half a month working double shifts, toiling day and night.


    Thetis, for some reason, seemed to have awakened to some special predilection and was enjoying it more and more.


    Had they not been nearing the end of their battle preparations, she might have continued to play these strange role-playing games with her foster mother and husband, as a weird family of three.


    "Mother, rest assured, I would never tell Hebei about this sort of thing!"


    Thetis vowed solemnly, as if trying to console the heart of her foster mother Hera.


    However, Luo En saw a flicker of slyness in the eyes of his rightful wife.


    It would have been better if you hadn''t said anything. By saying that, are you sure you''re not making a threat?


    Luo En muttered inwardly, faintly detecting a familiar cunning nature in Thetis.


    It seemed the high intelligence Goddesses he knew all shared this hidden trait, the only difference being the extent of it.


    "Cough, actually, I and Luo En..." At this point, Hera, with her thoughts tangled like a mess, blushed trying to justify herself.


    Unexpectedly, Thetis proactively stepped forward, took Hera''s hand, and looked tenderly at her foster mother, without a hint of anger on her face.


    "It''s okay, I know how hard life has been for you over these years, and I know it hasn''t been easy for you. You did this only in pursuit of your own happiness."


    Hearing such considerate words from her foster daughter, Hera was deeply touched, and a sense of shameful guilt welled up in her heart.


    "Thetis, I am sorry..."


    "You don''t need to apologize. You raised me and protected my chastity. Whatever I have accomplished today, and all that I possess, rightfully includes a part for you."


    Thetis held her foster mother''s hand tightly, speaking with heartfelt sincerity.


    "...including the happiness that I have..."


    "Thetis..."


    Hera clutched her foster daughter''s hand tightly, feeling as if a fervent blaze was stirring within her.


    "From now on, you don''t need to hide, what''s mine is yours!" Thetis paused, then took her foster mother''s hand, "So, anytime, I am willing to share with you, let us together protect this happiness, protect our home."


    The series of confessions and expectations from her foster daughter caused Hera''s eyes to moisten, and she kept nodding forcefully.


    She really is too kind...


    I actually bullied my foster daughter''s husband, which is truly not right!


    At least, at least I shouldn''t let outsiders take advantage.


    Hera resolved silently, gripping Thetis''s hand a bit tighter, secretly feeling indignant for her foster daughter.


    Athena and Artemis are just outrageous, too much!


    And so is he!


    At that moment, Luo En, receiving a harsh glare from Hera, suddenly felt a stomachache.


    What does their conversation have to do with me? Wasn''t I the one tormented last time?


    Soon after, a senior victim looked toward his seemingly harmless wife, his eyes filled with grievance.


    How did you learn this art of manipulation without a teacher? Your skill level is actually comparable to mine?


    But, it''s one thing for you to coax Hera to join your side, can we please not engage in palace intrigue? I''m having a hard time keeping up.


    While Luo En was muttering to himself, Thetis''s expression turned solemn, and she earnestly placed his hand in Hera''s, earnestly requesting.


    "Mother, from tomorrow, I will be stationed near the Sea of Thessaly. When I am away, I entrust him to your care."


    Looking at his wife''s serious demeanor, Luo En felt a surge of warmth.


    Actually, Thetis was considering his welfare too, hoping to ensure he had more opportunities and support.


    Perhaps this was love that transcended desire, something Zeus would never understand.


    Just as warm feelings flowed through the tent, a thunderous roar came from the sea, echoing to the skies!

 Chapter 603 84: The Daughters Dad-Trap Journey

    Chaos Sea Domain.


    Dark sea fog surged violently, the scattered starlight swallowed by the rich darkness.


    "Roar~!!!"


    Within the spiteful black fog, the rolling tumultuous voice thundered like lightning, crumbled like mountains, shook like earthquakes, surged like tsunamis, tearing and crushing vast chunks of chaos.


    Hum!


    The aftershocks spread out, and the sea surface shook violently, raising hundred-foot-tall waves. The pitch-black aether floods, bearing billions of tons of seawater, easily tore through the azure barrier that marked the boundary between the Chaos Sea Domain and the Sea of Okeanos.


    This flickering shred of broken light briefly illuminated the darkness, casting the colossal silhouette lurking in the chaos.


    Its scales were like pitch-black obsidian, indestructible; its eyes radiated red light, filled with brutality; its massive body stretched for thousands of miles, the surging seawater only reaching its waist; the raging divine power boiled upwards like towering signals of smoke, almost obscuring the entire sky.


    Nearly a hundred fierce dragon heads squeezed out from the boundary between the Chaos Sea Domain and the Sea of Okeanos, opening their large jaws bristling with sharp teeth, unleashing ferocious roars at a clean and serene world in blue.


    "My offspring, my beasts, the time for revenge has come!"


    Amid the tyrannical command, massive shadows emerged from the sea''s surface.


    One, two, three...


    Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...


    Like a pack of wolves scenting blood in the water, they crazily pushed through the opened barrier, as if excited to partake in a gluttonous feast.


    Apparently annoyed by the slow progress of the creatures beneath him, the leader of the beast horde lifted its hundred dragon heads, roaring again.


    Pitch-black clouds amassed frantically in the sky, and colossal waves climbed in layers.


    One hundred meters!


    One thousand zhang!!


    Ten thousand ren!!!


    As if sensing the fury of this tyrannical beast, twelve red and black columns of light carrying storms rocketed into the sky within the sea domain, crisscrossing and condensing, ultimately forming a spreading chaos torrent in the sky.


    The waves raised on the sea''s surface, like invisible giant hands, carried almost black-hued seawater and swarms of Sea Beasts from the Chaos Sea Domain, howling as they swept across.


    In an instant, isolated islands out at sea were devoured one by one, waves passed over��walls collapsed, trees shattered, neither birds nor beasts spared, leaving rot in their wake!


    ~~


    At this moment, on the Peloponnesian Peninsula, the coastal wall.


    The nearshore waters were turbidly churned, sediment upheaval, large chunks of pale foam perpetually piling and lapping against the shallow beaches.


    With the rise and fall of the waves, numerous dead animal bodies, shattered shipwrecks, and stranded Sea Beasts were gradually washed up on the shore.


    Those familiar styles of bronze armor and the familiar emblems on the ship fragments incited an ominous premonition in the hearts of the soldiers in the lookout tower.


    "Boom rumble~~"


    Thunderous roars came from the pitch-black Sea of Okeanos, the soldiers saw pillars of wind and massive waves reaching tens of thousands of zhang high, advancing parallel to the coast, their faces turned deathly pale, souls nearly departed, frantically striking the bronze warning bells on the city walls.


    Typhoon is coming! Typhon is coming!


    However, before the disaster bell could complete even one round, the huge waves and columns of wind were already before their eyes.


    Facing this immense force between heaven and earth, the soldiers on the city wall felt a chill in their limbs and an inevitable sense of powerlessness and despair in their hearts.


    "In my name, I call upon Victory!"


    At the crucial moment, a solemn and cold chant echoed in the sky, and a meteor-like radiance shot from above War God Mountain, plunging into the ten-thousand-zhang wave at lightning-fast speed.


    That golden radiance, deep in the water curtain, crazily absorbed the surrounding magic power, twisting and compressing until its essence condensed to the extreme, then burst forth with a boom.


    "Boom!"


    Accompanied by a golden glow, a powerful shockwave sliced the ten-thousand-zhang wave in half.


    Almost simultaneously, another purple shadow descended like a comet, crashing near the shore, and with it, the solemn Divine Law sounded amidst the dust.


    "End here, stop here!"


    In an instant, dazzling starlight fell from the sky, transforming into sparkling barriers that shielded against the explosion''s shockwave.


    Boom rumble~!


    Under the force of the violent collision, the thunderous rumble continued without end, the starlight-formed barrier shook incessantly, the salty seawater splashed into the air and cascaded down like torrential rain, striking the bodies of soldiers stationed along the coast.


    The drops, the size of soybeans, created a symphony of clatters on the armor, while the exposed skin of the soldiers, once visited by the rain, would soon swell and bruise, the skin underneath stippled with purpura.


    But these did not cause the soldiers to retreat. Instead, they stood tall and proud, like a squad daring to overstep, eagerly and feverishly looking towards the two figures that appeared before the coastal wall.


    Goddess Athena, of wisdom and war!


    Goddess Medusa, of revenge!


    Two goddesses with flowing purple hair, one clad in Golden Saint Cloth, riding Pegasus, holding the Aegis Shield and the Spear of Victory, standing proud against the sky; the other, arrayed in a white silk dress, holding the Victory Scepter, stood gracefully upon the earth.


    "Don''t dawdle, the lookout tower continues to ring the disaster bell to warn the city-states along the coast, the priests initiate the Resonance Technique to pass on the message, have the Temples assist the nearby civilians in evacuating! Mages activate the Magic Circle Diagram on the coastal wall, and by the way, notify the Divine Blood Heroes responsible for guarding the Peloponnesian Peninsula''s perimeter to take their positions, ready to face the next onslaught!"


    Athena''s Spear of Victory struck the Divine Shield, using the sharp clang of metal to rouse the stupefied City Defenders, solemnly reminding them.

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    Everyone suddenly came to their senses and followed the orders of the Goddess of Victory, taking their respective positions.


    At that moment, the turbid nearshore waters revealed densely packed dark shadows, monstrous creatures riding the surging waves, attacking the coastal wall, trying to overcome this barrier.


    It was a Beast Tide!


    Soldiers and mages watched the Sea Beasts, which nearly filled the entire nearshore area, and the waves as high as the coastal wall, involuntarily swallowing their saliva.


    Due to the sudden outbreak, teammates from various locations had not yet gathered, leaving the defense forces of the entire coastal wall quite weak.


    Moreover, the coastline of the Peloponnesian Peninsula was inherently tortuous and narrow, and the nearshore area was teeming with countless Magic Beasts.


    Even if they were all Divine Blood Heroes capable of taking on a hundred foes each, they would likely be overwhelmed by the seemingly endless Beast Tide.


    Sensing the fear and tension flowing in the hearts of the City Defenders, Medusa struck the ground with her Victory Scepter, her eyes wide open.


    Along with the rhythm of divinity, the Gorgon Demon''s Magic Eye was fully activated, her purple-red rectangular pupils profoundly cold and dead, while the purple snake scales spread from her neck to her cheeks on both sides, presenting even more of a [snake] demeanor.


    However, to everyone present, this did not appear ferocious at all, but rather carried a sacred implication.


    According to the legends of the Crete civilization, the Mother Goddess who initially protected humanity had two forms: [bird] and [snake].


    One represented wisdom, the other vengeance.


    And these were represented by the Wisdom Goddess Athena and the Goddess of Revenge, Medusa.


    As the divinity of the Snake Goddess was fully unleashed, densely packed purple-red Magic Circle Diagrams formed in front of her.


    The next moment, countless purple-red Magic Beams streaked across the sky. Whether it was the evil beasts from the Chaos Sea Domain or the Divine Monsters from the Sea of Okeanos, any hit by them quickly spread with gray-white traces of petrification, turning even the toughest bodies and scale armor into crumbly rock-like after being scorched and splashed with water.


    Crack... crack...


    The successive sounds of shattering echoed over the sea, as one after another of the Magic Beasts that surfaced first were petrified and shattered under the Magic Eye''s baptism, sinking into the seawater as gravel.


    It was a death devoid of pain, a slight mercy.


    But death could not stop the Magic Beasts'' innate instincts for hunting and feeding; they had been dominated by the divinity of Demon Ancestor Typhon, reduced to puppets driven solely by the desires to feed and kill.


    Thus, as thousands of Magic Beasts fell, tens of thousands more surfaced!


    Hundreds of octopus-like Magic Beasts stretched out their purple-red tentacles, grabbing their kin and hurling them like cannonballs toward the coastal wall, attempting to bypass Medusa and spread chaos into the interior of the coastal wall.


    Fortunately, at this moment, the defense barrier of the coastal wall had been fully activated, colorful beams of light piercing the sky amidst the chants of mages and priests, illuminating the cloud-ridden sky.


    The vast starry sky, like numerous lit lamps, draped cascades of brilliant light, enveloping the entire coastal wall and the Peloponnesian Peninsula behind it in radiance.


    Golden-blue star patterns rhythmically twinkled within the falling beams of light, like chunks of crystalline amber, mysterious and aesthetically pleasing.


    Of course, what was more astonishing to everyone was its sturdiness.


    The Magic Beasts hurled toward it were smashed into puddles of flesh, their divine and magical elements in their bloodline being transformed into nourishing starlight.


    And the more Magic Beasts that came to kill, the more dazzling and shining the amber barrier made of starlight became.


    "Essence Fluid Cannon restrictions lifted, puncture through the Beast Tide formation!"


    "Spellcasters prepare wide-range ritual curses, commence mid-range bombardment!"


    "Archers, Spear Throwers clear the nearby Magic Beasts!"


    As the coastal wall held up against the first wave of the assault and stabilized its footing, successive reinforcements arrived and launched a counterattack.


    Amidst a series of commands, arrows rained down and spears flew like a forest, the Magic Circle stirred up a tide of magic power and Essence Fluid Cannons fired beams of magic power, washing over the entire nearshore area.


    The Beast Tide, under the coordinated efforts of humans and deities with various troops, was like a wheat field encountering swinging scythes, destined only to be reaped.


    For a moment, the battlefield was splattered with the flesh and blood of Magic Beasts, limbs flying everywhere, turning the nearshore into a crimson sea, their numbers visibly dwindling at an observable speed.


    However, the people on the coastal wall had no time to celebrate their initial victory when a new anomaly emerged on the Sea of Okeanos.


    Buzz~


    Under the obscure resonance of divinity, massive amounts of magic power crazily converged toward the storm and cloud-ridden area.


    The magic factors in the air, as if being forcibly extracted by a pump, flowed through the "rivers" connected by Divine Patterns like thousands of streams entering the sea, swirling into the eye of the typhoon-shaped storm.


    Inside the storm and clouds, Demon Ancestor Typhon raised his hundred heads, letting out a simultaneous roar.


    "I am the father of terror, the source of disasters, here to play the song of despair, announcing the end of the world��the Storm Hammer, bestow eternal torment upon all things!"


    The fierce wind and surging tsunami transformed into a massive Storm Hammer in his hand, wreathed with terrifying disaster divinity, sweeping towards the coastal wall.


    Wherever his divine power passed, space shattered, life was annihilated, and vast amounts of seawater vaporized, filling the air with a fishy salty smell.


    Athena furrowed her brows and coldly snorted, immediately bending over and exerting force, pushing the Aegis Shield in her hands forward. A brilliant golden light pattern instantly spread to the surrounding coastal wall, forming a closed golden eggshell-like barrier.


    Even before Greece''s strongest defensive divine artifact, even Demon Ancestor Typhon''s divine power couldn''t easily penetrate.


    After a bout of trembling and shaking, the shield''s light patterns forcibly absorbed the disaster divinity stirred by the storm and tsunami.


    Then, Athena withdrew the similarly pushed-to-the-limit Aegis Shield and sternly shouted.


    "Anna!"


    Medusa immediately understood and suddenly opened her eyes, her wildly growing purplish-red hair transforming into myriad snake pythons, hissing and flicking their tongues around.


    Pairs of serpentine vertical pupils glittered with a cold chill, making everything in sight feel frozen.


    At the same time, thousands of large and small purplish-red Magic Circle Diagrams autonomously operated and focused in front of Medusa, gathering the gaze of thousands of pythons at one point, all projecting towards Demon Ancestor Typhon in the storm area.


    "Hum!"


    Under the rhythmic pulsations of divinity, that huge, fearsome body stiffened for a moment.


    Almost simultaneously, Athena in the sky threw the Spear of Victory in her hands with lightning speed, directly piercing through Typhon''s chest, bringing out a large spray of blood and flesh.


    "Aow!"


    The huge body screamed as it toppled towards the sea, stirring up rolling waves.


    "Kill them! Kill them all!"


    Enraged to the extreme after being cunningly ambushed by his daughter and an outsider, Typhon once again raised his Storm Hammer, activated his authority, and commanded his Magic Beasts to attack the coastal wall, disturbing the actions of Athena and Medusa.


    Watching the beast tide cover the sky and the divine storm gathering strength over the sea, Athena turned towards the sea and coldly snorted.


    "What? Do I need to invite you?"


    At the same time, a figure burst out from the deep sea, blocking in front of the storm and beast tide.


    It was Poseidon.


    Clearly, the Lord of the Sea had already arrived and had been secretly watching the battle for a while.


    What time is it, and you''re still not being honest?


    Athena inwardly despised Poseidon''s continued scheming and coldly reminded him.


    "If you don''t come to help soon, I might have to go and seek help at the Sea God Temple."


    Hearing the veiled threat in Athena''s words, Poseidon''s heart trembled. No longer able to idle, he had to fully engage, with his trident horizontal before his chest, his deep blue divine power furiously gathering. A towering temple''s ghostly form rose behind him, and endless star rivers lit up one by one.


    "Boom!"


    The blue marine divinity collided with Typhon''s storm divinity, exploding and scattering all the clouds in a hundred-mile radius. An umbrella-shaped black and blue halo continuously spread, and the two figures at the core of the battle each retreated.


    "Bang!"


    Poseidon, like a cannonball, smashed towards the sea, splashing water everywhere and stirring up turbulent waves.


    "Phew!"


    Finally, the Sea King spat out a mouthful of reversal blood, standing shakily, his scale armor shattered, and a golden flame faintly burning at his chest.


    At the same time, the Sea God Temple at the seabed vibrated, thick golden mist, like a flowing river, converging into Poseidon''s body like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.


    Accordingly, the wounds on his body rapidly healed. The overwhelming sea-blue divine power barely neutralized the divine nature of Typhon that had entered his body.


    No choice but to fight with all his might!


    Poseidon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression fierce, solemnly chanting,


    "My Iron Wall! My Citadel! From the stars, arising from the sea, never to fall! �� City of Stars: Olympus!"


    Hum hum hum hum!


    Instantaneously, a series of golden blue light columns, fluttering with star patterns, rose from the sea ahead!

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


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


    Buzzing sounds permeated the air!


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


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


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


    With a splash,


    a continent seemingly crafted from metal emerged from the sea.


    The main layout of the road formed concentric circles, separated from each other by buildings and metal gates, creating ten different functional zones.


    Within the innermost ring lay the most important temples and reserved lands; modular city buildings radiated outward, their scattered arrangement showcasing an orderly and regimented beauty, with gilded domes whose harmony of sound stemmed from varying winds and temperatures.


    Even more incredible, suspended above the ring of buildings protected by the architecture, a towering peak hovered amidst misty clouds and dazzling starlight, with an elusive city atop; intricate corridors crisscrossed elegantly, exuding a metallic sheen.


    "That is..."


    Medusa gazed from afar at the metal continent Poseidon had summoned from the deep sea, an inexplicable sense of familiarity stirring within her.


    It was as if she had seen similar architectural styles and layouts somewhere before.


    "The ten kingdoms of Atlantis?"


    Athena, with a casual but dismissive shake of her head, pinpointed the origin of that so-called familiarity.


    Although the style was similar, this was definitely not the true form of the lost Kingdom of Atlantis, nor a replica of it.


    Judging by the traces, the once-great Atlantis was built in imitation of it!


    "Interstellar City Mountain Range��Olympus..."


    The Goddess of Wisdom, standing before the coastal wall, murmured to herself, then turned her gaze to the outer perimeter of the metal continent.


    Ten distinct metal islands were arrayed in a circular formation, interconnected, forming a crown-like shape, guarding both the metal continent and the metallic mountain range within the stars.


    Atop each island stood a bronze statue about a hundred meters tall, male and female figures each armed with various weapons, like giant bronze gods guarding the gateway to the metal continent behind them.


    Athena swept her gaze across those familiar bronze statues��shapes, weapons, contours��reading aloud, with her keen vision, the names engraved on the metal pedestals one by one.


    "Queen of the Gods��Juno..."


    "Sea King��Neptune..."


    "Goddess of Wisdom��Minerva..."


    "War God��Mars..."


    "God of the Forge��Vulcan..."


    "God of Light��Apollo..."


    "Agriculture Goddess��Ceres..."


    "Moon Goddess��Diana..."


    "God of the Hearth��Vesta..."


    "God of Merchants and Travelers��Mercury..."


    Furthermore, in the similarly familiar metallic mountain range plaza stood an eleventh bronze statue.


    Although the falling starlight and flickering thunderbolts initially prevented Athena from discerning the name of the god inscribed on the metal pedestal, the figure holding a lightning-shaped spear and a golden shield allowed the Goddess of Wisdom to recognize the identity of the statue at a glance.


    ��King of the Gods��Zeus!


    According to Vulcan, the Mechanical God Aphrodite defector from Thessaly, should this figure not be named "Jupiter"?


    Representing the Twelve Olympians with twelve Mechanical Gods, representing Mount Olympus with the Interstellar City Mountain Range Olympus...


    Poseidon had indeed not given up hope, still seeking to use the Bronze Clan''s rebel gods to establish a new Great Temple on the ocean''s foundation, mining the authority of the gods and the heavens, and pushing himself toward the ultimate throne.


    If not for Typhon and his Demon Army soon sweeping across the Sea of Okeanos, devouring every living being in their path, this uncle of hers would probably have kept this trump card until the end, intending to vie for divine authority with War God Mountain and Mount Olympus.


    She thought so beautifully; now let Typhon and his Demon Army test your mettle.


    Athena scoffed coldly, watching to see how Poseidon would perform on the spot.


    The Sea King, perhaps emboldened by the revealed trump card, immediately waved his Trident and let out a high-pitched shout.


    "Go forth, my iron wall! My sharp sword! Crush these beasts! Let them know who truly rules the Sea of Okeanos!"


    At the same time, the ten metal islands thrummed and vibrated, and the sea water churned and boiled; black shadows, glittering with specks of light, rapidly grew and ascended.


    Moments later, crisp splashing sounds rose, and a line of pitch-black battleships, composed entirely of metal with surfaces flashing with light patterns, surfaced one after the other, aligning in battle formation.


    Port-side Essence Fluid Cannons on the ships autonomously absorbed magic factors from the air, and the turning cannons aimed one by one at the Beast Tide swarming in the Stormy Sea.


    "Wide-area search complete, multiple hostile life forms confirmed!"


    "Aether Constriction, divine power loaded, immediately execute the annihilation command!"


    Alongside the cold and solemn mechanical voice, thousands of broad beams like the scythes of the God of Death burst from the charged Essence Fluid Cannons, the sea water boiling violently in response, space twisting and shattering like broken glass.

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    The crimson cold light almost filled everyone''s vision present at the scene.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Explosions burst forth one after another on the surface of the sea, instantly disassembling several desolate islands and hidden reefs along the way. The seawater was torn apart by the flying crimson light, creating large chasms.


    And along this path, there lay bizarrely shaped severed limbs and remains. Thousands of Magic Beasts were obliterated by a volley from this deep-sea fleet, along with the Stormy Sea realm, formed by Typhon''s Authority, which was torn open to reveal the densely packed Magic Beasts, along with Typhon''s fierce figure.


    "Confirm high-intensity Divine units and enemy main force, [Chaos] authorization granted, Authority unlocked��Oh my God, rise up!"


    In a mechanical chant, ten island-based Bronze Giants flickered with dazzling light patterns, drawing bows, unsheathing swords, or throwing spears... together attacking the storm-ravaged sea domain.


    "You are the Piercing Star of Gold!"


    "You are the Silver Rapid Fire!"


    "You are the True Red of Destruction!"


    "You are the Anthem of Victory!"


    "..."


    In an instant, the swirling Divine Authority gathered into a raging Aether torrent, forming a dazzling aurora hundreds of meters in diameter, raining down destruction in vibrant colors.


    "I thought you had some courage to resist, it turns out it''s just junk from the Bronze Clan."


    In the storm, Typhon, looking down at Poseidon, his former underling turned failure, scoffed disdainfully and then swung the Storm Hammer in his hand, smashing it heavily towards the sea surface.


    Instantly, destructive powers from the earth and the Abyss surged forward, washing away the dreamlike colored ribbons inch by inch.


    Sensing the terrifying Divine Majesty within, Poseidon''s spirit trembled. He frantically wielded the Trident, harnessing the God of Sea''s Authority, while calling for help from his allies.


    "Chaos! Athena!"


    "All things are born from the night, gods come from Chaos. All are for me; all are for the light!"


    A cold and solemn chant emanated from the Temple at the top of the Interstellar City Mountain Range. The sky, like countless light-branch thunderbolts, converged into a Thunderbolt sword, striking forward, cutting through everything, and even synergized with Poseidon''s Maritime Authority, enduringly neutralizing the Storm Hammer wielded by Typhon.


    And in the next moment, an opportunistic Athena, with a fierce glint in her eyes, threw out the Spear of Victory.


    The golden stream of light pierced Typhon''s fierce and gigantic body at an unexpected angle with the speed of lightning, where the surging Divine Power burst forth, crazily destroying the flesh and vitality within the Demon Ancestor.


    For a time, Typhon stood unsteadily, stumbling backward into the sea. Flakes of scales and large chunks of flesh peeled off from his body, revealing ghastly white bones and a pulsating golden-black heart.


    A Divine Core? A good opportunity!


    Poseidon sensed the immense Divinity contained within and his eyes blazed with greed.


    If he could absorb Typhon''s Divinity and Authority in this Divine War, he would certainly take a step further, surely qualifying him to contend for the Divine Throne!


    With that thought, Poseidon immediately rode the giant waves, rushing towards the Stormy Sea with the speed of lightning.


    "Advance forward, clear the channel!"


    And the Bronze Clan, now deeply tied to the Sea God Temple, collectively escorted the Sea God under the order of Father God [Chaos].


    Along with the surging waves on the sea''s surface, hundreds of Bronze Giants, each about a hundred meters tall, holding Bronze Spears and topped with Star Rings and gold-blue patterns, unfolded wings made of metal and starlight from the [Interstellar City Mountain Range], flying out under the leadership of several combat-type Bronze Mechanical Gods, converging toward the gathering Beast Tide in the Stormy Sea Domain.


    Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!


    In a mysterious resonant vibration, the Bronze Giants'' gold-blue star patterns began crazily absorbing nearby Ether Particles, the light from the star rings atop their heads growing more intense.


    In a blink, the surrounding Magic Power converged like water streams, flowing through the "river channels" connected by Divine Patterns, rushing like thousands of rivers into the core at the chest of the Bronze Giants.


    When a series of grating mechanical friction sounds rang inside the chests of the Bronze Giants, several light rims used for focusing and aiming sequentially formed in front of them, the apertures continuously undergoing fine adjustments, their power escalating rapidly.


    Essence Fluid Cannon, one of the standard weapons of the Bronze Clan.


    ```


    The power could automatically adjust depending on the injected divinity, which was quite convenient and practical.


    Chichi, chichi, chichi!


    Hundreds of crimson beams swept across the sea, the surging waves divided on either side, lifting torrents several dozen feet high, carving a bloody path through the horde of beasts.


    A vast amount of seawater subsequently evaporated, and the smell of the sea mixed with the scent of blood scattered everywhere.


    "Release the limit, all forces attack!"


    Following Father God Chaos''s command, numerous metal spheres covered in silver-white blades, each embedded with an eye-like crimson gemstone, flew out from the Interstellar City Mountain Range, filling the sky densely in countless numbers.


    At the same time, the outer metallic islands buzzed and vibrated, and amidst the churning waves, metal creatures resembling Nine-Headed Hydra, Cerberus, Snake Woman Lamia, and Siren, surged from the deep sea toward the Beast Tide in the Stormy Sea.


    These were combat weapons crafted by the Bronze Clan based on the Divine Monsters, though lacking in divinity and intelligence of the originals.


    On one hand, they could be mass-produced and deployed on a large scale, and on the other hand, they were indifferent to life and death, immune to pain, and obeyed their master''s commands without question.


    Unlike those Divine Monsters and Marine Deities prone to betrayal and desertion, these were quite simply the perfect soldiers!


    Therefore, after Poseidon consecutively lost his massive army in Atlantis as well as the followings of the Marine Deities, he continuously invested in the Bronze Clan, staking almost all resources from the Sea God Temple, and covertly escalated production of troops with Chaos.


    It must be said, this investment by Lord Poseidon eventually paid off.


    Countless varieties of combat weapons rushed into the gathering Beast Tide in the Stormy Sea like an unstoppable metallic torrent, completely slaughtering and shredding the Magic Beasts on their path, ensuring Poseidon''s route forward was clear and unobstructed.


    Simultaneously, an even larger number of deep-sea battleships mobilized, charging into the Stormy Sea like blood-scented sharks, opening their gates,


    one after another, humanoid combat units with pitch-black metallic shells and mass-produced via cloning, their crimson patterns flickering, leaped into the horde of beasts with extraordinary agility and engaged the Magic Beasts in fierce combat.


    Some high-level Magic Beasts granted with Typhon''s Blood intended to organize military forces to intercept, preventing these strange metallic lives from colliding into Demon Ancestor Typhon.


    But with the actual close-quarters combat unfolding, the Magic Beasts screamed in pain.


    These combat weapons of the Bronze Clan were built entirely of special metals, practically steel bones with strong defense; the Magic Beasts faced an opponent they had rarely seen before and found them quite indigestible.


    Besides these mass-produced Automaton Soldiers, there were even higher-ranked Bronze Giants responsible for fire support and assault.


    These hundred-meter-tall monsters not only flew, their bodies also were incredibly hard, ordinary attacks and impacts proved futile, only the power of divine authority could produce a relatively significant effect.


    Even more outrageously, there was a group of Marine Fighters clad in scale armor on the sea surface in charge of command and pillaging.


    As an operational unit not inferior to the Holy Warriors of War God Mountain, they wielded gold-red cylindrical weapons, continuously unleashing fierce thunderbolts, moving through the horde of Magic Beasts as if entering an uninhabited territory.


    Under the combined annihilation by multiple military units, the densely packed Beast Tide in the Stormy Sea visibly receded at an observable speed.


    Once overwhelming by numbers, the disaster of the Beast Tide was now ironically pushed back by the equally skilled troop-expanding Bronze Clan, a twist of fate filled with ironic meaning.


    As the dense metallic frenzy thoroughly pierced through the Beast Tide and surged into the eye of the Stormy Sea, Poseidon looked over to the exposed Demon Ancestor Typhon and his vigorously pulsating gold-black heart, his face filled with immense excitement.


    Mine, this thing is mine! They won''t contend with me for it!


    And at this moment, on the coastal wall.


    Poseidon''s "they" he referred to discreetly set up their shields instead of advancing.


    If memory served correctly, the last time Typhon had won over Zeus, it wasn''t through strength, but through conspiracy...


    Goddess Athena pondered and infused more divine power into the Aegis Shield.


    "Boom!"


    A dense pattern of golden light suddenly formed on the sea surface, twisting and entwining like a serpent python, transformed into dazzling light columns striking fiercely down on Poseidon.


    For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains stirred, a dazzling aurora piercing everyone''s eyes, accompanied by a violent Aether Tide; a certain figure tragically flew backward, crashing all the way onto the coastal wall.

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    "Fool! You think you can defeat me?"


    A disdainful snort came from the Stormy Sea, and hundreds of ferocious dragon heads slowly opened their eyes, revealing cunning in those pitch-black vertical pupils.


    Beneath a writhing of flesh and blood, the previously shattered scales on its body regenerated at high speed, and the chest that had been pierced by the Spear of Victory also healed at a visible rate.


    Compared to the gods, Divine Monsters might have less intellect, but they excel in physique and self-healing.


    As the Demon Ancestor, Typhon not only possessed the immense immortality characteristic of Divine Monsters, but also the wisdom of deities. At his peak, even Zeus had to be cautious when dealing with him.


    Otherwise, a monster that only knew mindless fighting could never become the harbinger threatening to overrun Olympus on his own.


    That''s also precisely the reason why Athena, upon seeing Typhon expose his Divine Core, showed no intention of immediately joining forces with Poseidon.


    "It seems Zeus and that boy haven''t come? Good, I shall grant you death first, a sacrifice for my campaign of conquest!"


    Meanwhile, Typhon, within the Stormy Sea, sneered as he opened his scale-covered arms, nearly a hundred heads threw back their heads issuing sounds like thunderbolts, human speech, and animal roars, as a series of red and black Divine Patterns lit up and operated in front of the hundred heads, like ever-focusing cannon mouths.


    The next moment, the red and black patterns swiftly spread across the sea surface, a peculiar resonance vibrated intensely, almost covering the nearby sea.


    "Ss, ss, ss, ss!"


    With the flickering of those red and black Divine Patterns, scarlet Magic Beams, like torrents of meteoric rain, swept over the seascape of Automaton Soldiers, fleets, and Mechanical Gods of the Bronze Clan, shooting towards the Interstellar City Mountain Range of Olympus.


    "Boom, boom, boom, boom!"


    Beneath the cataclysmic strips of light, tens of thousands of Olympus Automaton Soldiers, several combat-type Mechanical Gods, more than a hundred deep-sea battleships, and a dense array of auxiliary combat units were instantaneously shredded, exploding in succession.


    Even the Interstellar City Mountain Range of Olympus, the mother nest of the Bronze Clan, was not spared.


    After the strips of light swept the sea clean, they carried their terrifying momentum to bombard the Metal Mountain Range at the center of the Metal Continent.


    Feeling the power contained within, Chaos dared not delay; he immediately tuned the Divine Core and, with the remaining Automaton Soldiers and Mechanical Gods of his command, issued a solemn chant.


    "Chaos, the supreme Jupiter (Zeus),


    The king who obeys Heavenly Destiny and devours the life path of the Pantheon of Gods,


    The origin and end of the Thunderbolt, the foundation of earth and starry heavens,


    He is the Foundation of all that is (Bronze), his glory shall be everlasting.


    ����All is mine, all is light!"


    Threads of starlight rose from the earth and islands, like bright rivers converging toward Olympus in the Star Sea, forming a shimmering Divine Shield that forcefully blocked Typhon''s mighty strike.


    [Divine Body Barrier], a concept of defense created by pooling the existing strength of the Bronze Clan, utilizing the legend of Zeus and the prototype of the Divine Shield, Aegis, was an extremely powerful barrier entity.


    In theory, the more members of the Bronze Clan that participate in the [Tuning] and [Resonance], the stronger the [Divine Body Barrier]''s defense will be.


    But...


    On the Bronze Throne above, the king of Olympus, Jupiter (Zeus), with silver hair and facial features bearing a striking resemblance to Zeus, stroked his heart-like throbbing silver Metal Core situated over his chest, his golden eyes, gathering starlight gazing down upon his Bronze Kingdom.


    At this moment, the outer ten Metal Islands were either enshrouded in dense smoke, torn apart, swallowed by waves, while the inner Metal Continent was in ruins, with the wreckage of Automaton Soldiers and Mechanical Gods scattered everywhere due to overloading and collapse.


    Thirty percent! To withstand that strike, the Bronze Clan had lost thirty percent of the wealth it had amassed over a million years!


    At this rate, it wouldn''t take long before the entire Bronze Clan would be annihilated by Typhon.


    As the Bronze Clan''s forces on the sea face suffered heavy losses, a great tide of Magic Beasts surged out of the Stormy Sea, heading straight for the half-paralyzed Interstellar City Mountain Range of Olympus, attempting to gnaw through the barrier for their Demon Ancestor.


    In the face of the onrushing Beast Tide, the king of the Bronze Clan, Jupiter (Zeus), or rather Chaos, using this body and divine name as a vessel, descended from the Star River, his eyes flashed with starlight.


    Immediately, a female-looking Bronze Mechanical God on an outer island lit up with a similar halo behind her. In her hand, she held a staff adorned with ears of corn, gently swung it.


    "����Thou art the bounty of toil!"


    In the gentle Divine Word, specks of starlight fell from the sky, as if a soothing rain had descended.


    Both sides of the conflict were surprised to see, under the sprinkle of starlight, the shattered deep-sea battleships in the sea began reassembling and their cracks gradually disappearing; the broken limbs of the Bronze Automaton Soldiers and Mechanical Gods rose from the sea, reconnecting with their bodies; and thousands of extensive area annihilation weapons and beast-shaped mechanical constructs that had been directly dissolved were hatching like a rapidly incubating swarm of insects, using the power of creation and Healing afforded from the heavens and the rich metal elements in the seawater to refresh and multiply.


    In the blink of an eye, they had successfully taken over the sea and filled the sky, flying in droves towards the surging Beast Tide, battling anew with Typhon''s Demon Army.


    "Is this their power?"


    Medusa clicked her tongue, utterly astonished and inwardly shaken.


    "Yes, self-propagation, self-replication, self-evolution, this is the terrifying aspect of the Bronze Clan. As long as they have enough resources, they could even fill the entire Divine Era in a short time!"

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    ?Chapter 608: Chapter 86: The Husband��s Defensive Battle (4.5k)_2 Chapter 608: Chapter 86: The Husband��s Defensive Battle (4.5k)_2 Athena replied in a somber voice, looking at the metal cold light that blotted out the sun in the sky above the sea; after her gaze flickered deeply for a moment, she slowly began to speak.


    ��At first, after experiencing the Divine War and catastrophe, the earth was desolate and in ruins. The Bronze Clan, made of metal and impervious to both heat and severe cold, was created to serve as a tool for transforming the environment and reshaping civilization. For example, there were Mechanical Gods modeled after Zeus responsible for manipulating the weather, improving the climate; Mechanical Gods modeled after Demeter in charge of improving the soil, and re-cultivating plants; and Mechanical Gods modeled after Artemis tasked with hunting down Magic Beasts causing trouble and eradicating the inducers of catastrophe...


    But later, as they evolved continuously, they not only cultivated high intellect but also fantasized about stealing the names of gods, usurping Divine Power, and even coveting the authority of the gods. It was because of such presumption that Zeus decided to destroy them; among the several apocalyptic events, I believe it was the only time Zeus did the right thing.��


    Medusa listened to this secret history of the Bronze Age, her eyes reflecting deep thought.


    Aside from their presumption, the reason for the destruction of the Bronze Clan included their terrifying ability to reproduce and replicate. If they were allowed to develop and grow their population unchecked,


    then it was possible that the entire God Era World��s resources would be exhausted by the Bronze Clan.


    Moreover, in their proliferation and evolution, they not only failed to provide faith to the gods but also created their own deities, intending to snatch the authority of the gods. Such audacious behavior naturally could not be tolerated by the gods.


    ��What should we do, then? Aren��t we going to help?��


    ...


    Medusa pointed at the incessant fighting of the metal frenzy and Typhon��s Demon Army on the sea and quietly asked Athena who was beside her.


    Athena glanced at a figure buried in the ruins and jokingly said,


    ��Don��t rush; our Lord of the Sea hasn��t made his move yet. How could we possibly take all the glory for ourselves?��


    After all, being an Immortal Chief God, even if he had been tricked by Typhon, it would at most result in a few bruises and strains. The Lord of the Sea was far from being at death��s door.


    And he would rather be buried under stones than make an appearance, most likely because of an old habit of refraining from taking risks for the sake of a big picture, not daring to confront the obviously stronger Typhon head-on.


    However, Athena wasn��t in a hurry either.


    After all, with the coastal wall and the vast army of the Bronze Clan in front to shield them, even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn��t hit them first. It was a matter of who could outlast the other.


    At this moment, Demon Ancestor Typhon, furious at having his beasts driven back over the Stormy Sea, once again opened his gigantic mouth and frantically absorbed the surrounding Magic Factors, turning them into streaks of crimson light.


    Seeing this familiar scene, the frontline Mechanical God Chaos felt its core tremble, and it hurriedly turned back to the coastal wall behind it and roared,


    ��Poseidon! Won��t you help? Without the support of my clan, your Sea God Temple won��t stand a chance either!��


    That mechanical voice unexpectedly revealed a rare touch of human-like annoyance.


    Hearing that direct call for help, Poseidon could no longer hide. He had to pretend to have just regained his senses and bravely emerged from the gravel, joining Mechanical God Chaos to fend off Demon Ancestor Typhon��s assault.


    It was then that Athena, too, ceased her rest and turned her head to Medea beside her.


    ��Let��s go, we should make our move as well. If we push too hard, there��s no guarantee that our Lord of the Sea won��t flee from the battlefield.��


    ��Shouldn��t we wait for the other Chief Gods?��


    Medusa looked back towards the city-states scattered behind the coastal wall and asked her goddess in confusion.


    According to the initial plan, once the enemy was spotted, all gods and city-states participating in the alliance at War God Mountain were obligated to aid their allies.


    Normally, they should have arrived by now.


    ��Don��t wait any longer,�� Athena waved her hand lightly and responded, ��I sent them to Thessaly.��


    ��Thessaly?�� Medusa was momentarily puzzled, looking a bit bewildered, ��What are they doing there? Isn��t it the coastal wall that��s under attack?��


    Athena flicked her finger against Medusa��s smooth forehead and asked with annoyance,


    ��Success lies in secrecy, failure in revelation. This Demon Ancestor has been making such a grandiose advance from the Chaos Sea Domain, crossing the entire Sea of Okeanos, prepared to land and ascend to Olympus. Setting aside the success rate of this route for now, do you think such a showy approach is in its style?��


    Medusa rubbed her slightly reddened forehead, glancing resentfully at her goddess, who was quick to physical reprimand. Her thoughts, muddled by the physical prompt, gradually became clear.


    ��Are you suggesting... a feint?��


    ��Then, what is its purpose?��


    ��To use this as bait to tie down Sparta, Corinth, Mycenae, and other city-states�� elite forces and deities along the way! And then, taking advantage of the emptiness behind us, they��d strike Thessaly in one fell swoop without our front and rear being able to look after each other!��


    Medusa furrowed her brow in thought and earnestly presented her answer, then suddenly realized, looking at Athena beside her,


    ��So, the real battlefield isn��t at the coastal wall but in Thessaly! No wonder you haven��t seemed worried from the beginning...��


    Athena nodded slightly, her eyes deep and profound.


    ��Until the situation becomes clear, we just need to guard the coastal wall well. After all, compared to the threat in front of us, the venomous fangs approaching from behind might be even more deadly!��


    Although Medusa agreed with her goddess��s judgment, she couldn��t help but mutter under her breath, ��But there was no need to send away the gods of Olympus who could have helped.��


    ��Idiot!�� Athena snorted coldly and promptly gave the Lesser Deity a harsh knuckle to the head, speaking irritably, ��Now that the feint has begun, do you think the main attack is far off? If I��m not wrong, the Giant Spirit Clan has probably already begun action in Thessaly. If we have to call for support at the last minute, who knows if they��ll be able to hold their ground!��

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    ?Chapter 609: Chapter 86: The Husband��s Defensive Battle (4.5k)_3 Chapter 609: Chapter 86: The Husband��s Defensive Battle (4.5k)_3 ��Oh, so that��s how it is.��


    Having understood the reasoning, Medea rubbed her head while looking up to her Chief God with great admiration.


    Lady Athena, truly the Incarnation of Wisdom, is thinking steps ahead, how thorough!


    However, seeing the admiration in Medusa��s eyes, Athena felt somewhat disheartened.


    Indeed, it seemed the only one capable of keeping up with her strategy and pace was that little bastard.


    As the two Goddesses and the coastal wall��s defenders launched an offensive towards the Sea of Okeanos, supporting the embattled Sea God Temple and Bronze Clan, Athena turned to look towards Thessaly behind her, murmuring under her breath.


    Luo En, the real game begins now.


    ...


    I can only hope that this time, you can still win, don��t let me, don��t let all of us down...


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Thessaly.


    Hearing the commotion, Luo En, who had stepped out of his tent, looked towards the clashes of Aether streams and the splendid aurora above the Sea of Okeanos, furrowing his brows deeply and speaking sternly to the two Goddesses who had accompanied him.


    ��Typhon and his Demon Army have made their move, Hera, you and Tethys must set out immediately to the Thessalian coast, meet with Hebei, then quickly organize a team to clear the sea routes and aid Nereus and his group!��


    ��Alright!��


    Hera nodded decisively, clearly understanding the intention behind Luo En��s arrangements.


    If Typhon had moved, it meant the Sea of Okeanos was no longer safe, Nereus�� group coming to swear fealty could very likely be targeted by Typhon and his Demon Army en route.


    For safety��s sake, it was natural not to just wait three days for the alliance meeting; a prior connection was necessary.


    And considering the current sea routes were full of danger and uncertainty, relying solely on Hebei and Tethys was inevitably too weak.


    Just in case, she needed to go as well.


    But this meant...


    Hera looked at her young lover with a hint of worry on her face.


    ��Just you alone guarding Thessaly...��


    ��Don��t worry, reinforcements are already on their way.��


    Luo En gently waved his hand, smiling as he looked towards the Sea of Okeanos, still in fierce combat, and pointed to a few divine light patterns twinkling in the sky, explaining in a deep voice.


    ��You see, after such a long time, only the presence of a few Deities like Athena and Poseidon can be felt on the sea. With such a commotion, the rest of the Olympian gods could not possibly fail to sense it; since they��re not at the Sea of Okeanos, they must have received directions to converge on another battlefield.��


    ��Thessaly!��


    Grasping the answer instinctively, Hera let go of the rising anxiety in her mind and decisively summoned her peacock chariot, taking her foster daughter Tethys, and sped towards the coast near Thessaly.


    As the chariot entered the starry sky, Tethys looked down at her husband, who was gazing towards the Sea of Okeanos, and whispered.


    He and Athena really are in sync, so effortlessly guessing each other��s thoughts.


    But after a brief moment of disappointment, a burning desire for victory surged within Tethys on the chariot, gripping her hands tightly into fists.


    But this is my husband, and I will not so easily concede, to hand over the one I love to someone else!


    For the first time, the normally serene Tethys did not want to avoid confrontation, did not want to bow her head, and desired so much to win a challenge.


    ��Mother, since Athena has instructed the chief gods of each city-state to converge on Thessaly, it proves that Typhon and his Demon Army are most likely just feigning an attack on the Sea of Okeanos line, and Thessaly is the place they truly wish to seize!


    Time is of the essence, we must converge with Nereus and the other marine deities as soon as possible, and construct defenses near the Thessalian coast to withstand the forthcoming onslaught.


    So, please hurry, the faster the better!��


    Hearing her foster daughter��s solemn and serious reminder, Hera felt a shiver in her heart and immediately pushed her divine power to its peak.


    The two peacocks pulling the Bronze Chariot turned into swift streaks of light, tearing through the dark night sky, like shooting stars plummeting towards the coast near Thessaly.

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    ?Chapter 610: Chapter 87: Rest assured, I will take care of your wife (4k) Chapter 610: Chapter 87: Rest assured, I will take care of your wife (4k) Thessaly Camp, after watching Hera and Thetis leave, Luo En immediately issued an alert, ordering Thessaly��s remaining forces to enter a state of emergency preparedness.


    The entire city, like a tightly wound machine, whether human, hero, or deity, all hurriedly rushed to their respective posts, fulfilling their sacred duties. An anxious and oppressive atmosphere permeated the city, pervaded by a sense of impending storm everywhere.


    After completing the basic troop dispositions, Luo En stepped out of the camp, checking on the readiness progress of each defense line and position along the way, and helping to solve any problems encountered on the road to the Thessaly Great Temple.


    Seeing the arrival of this legendary God of Wine, the priests and other temple officials of Thessaly turned around and respectfully saluted Luo En.


    Behind them, in the Grand Hall that had been temporarily expanded several times over, stood not only the sculpture of Divine King Zeus but also the statues of the eleven other Olympian Gods and Memory Goddess Mnemosyne.


    Due to the limitations of The Three Fates, the temple��s status had become extremely important.


    It was not only the foundation through which the gods collected the power of faith but also an instrument that anchored their existence in the Mortal World and amplified their Authority when they walked the earth.


    ...


    Therefore, after the War God Mountain Alliance, Thessaly, which had completely sided with Athens, urgently expanded the Great Temple, transforming the original temple that solely worshipped Zeus into a Grand Temple for the worship of all Twelve Olympian Gods, and moved several deities who had made outstanding contributions to Thessaly into it to receive worship. This was to facilitate their strongest combat effectiveness when they descended upon Thessaly.


    However, whether intentional or unintentional,


    after the expansions and renovations, the originally most prominent and highly esteemed place of Zeus in the temple was squeezed to the very back.


    Although His Majesty the King of Gods still sat on his throne, alone and supreme, his surroundings were dim and without light.


    The gods who had attended the War God Mountain Alliance, without exception, gathered around Dionysus Luo En, the leading commander, bathed in a sea of brightness.


    Moreover, it was unclear which architectural genius was responsible for the design that had, perhaps inadvertently, placed Luo En��s statue in such a way that it partially obscured Zeus��s figure, and just so happened to pair him with Queen Hera.


    Upon seeing the modest olive branch crown at the base of the statue, Luo En��s face darkened, instantly understanding that this was most likely the handiwork of those students from the Academy of Athens.


    Aren��t they just putting me in the hot seat? Chiron and Dionysus are not around, and there��s less homework from the school, right?


    ��God of Wine, you��re here? Do you have any instructions?��


    The elderly High Priest interrupted Luo En��s inward grumbling and came forward to inquire respectfully.


    Luo En snapped back to reality, his expression grave and contemplative.


    ��How is the dispatched team now?��


    ��They are already on their way!��


    The High Priest answered respectfully while ordering his subordinates to open the Star Disk situated in the center of the temple.


    After a series of glowing runes flashed by, small and large points of light, like stars, emerged from a chaotic starry sky, moving in different trajectories and speeds towards Thessaly.


    Luo En quickly glanced over the Star Disk, nodding slightly.


    In at most a quarter of an hour, Thessaly would be fully assembled.


    Hopefully...


    ��Boom!��


    Just as Luo En was lost in thought, a violent rumble came from somewhere outside the city.


    Sheesh, that was fast!


    Luo En frowned and, pointing to the area marked by the Star Disk, asked the High Priest beside him,


    ��Where is that?��


    ��The Thessaly Mountains!��


    The High Priest quickly responded, flipping through the dispatch records and adding gravely,


    ��It seems to be the area where Atalanta, the Queen of Arcadia, and the Amazon Tribe are responsible for patrolling!��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En��s heart sank. He was about to order reinforcements when his eyes caught sight of two stars, one gold and one silver, rapidly approaching the Thessaly Mountains on the Star Disk, and his furrowed brow relaxed.


    Are both those siblings there? Then there should be no problem.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in the Thessaly Mountains,


    ��Pff, pff, pff, pff!��


    Atalanta dashed through the forest, shooting continuously; dozens of completely enraged Magic Beasts were pierced through the heart by her arrows, firmly nailed to the ground.


    However, not everyone in the team had Atalanta��s good fortune and skills.


    An accompanying Arcadian Soldier, slightly distracted, was caught by a serpentine tail that emerged from the shadows and wrapped around his ankle, dragging him out of the military formation. Several hungry Magic Beasts growled and pounced on him, biting his limbs or tearing open his belly, cruelly feasting upon the still-living Soldier.


    The bloody scene and the dying Soldier��s screams sent chills down the spines of the patrollers.


    ��Pff, pff!��


    Two arrows flew out, striking precisely through the head and heart of the Soldier, putting an end to his unbearable agony.


    Then Atalanta lowered her Sky-Piercing Bow and ordered solemnly,


    ��The herd belongs to the Giant Spirit Clan, their main forces are likely behind us. You go first, follow the signal toward the Thessaly Defense Line. I��ll cover the rear!��


    The Soldiers, who had been baptized by several wars, quickly responded, immediately raising their Spear and Shield, building up Magic Defense, and hastening to retreat out of the dense forest.


    However, they hadn��t gone far when giant fissures opened up in the mountainsides, and several dark-skinned, towering giants leapt out from underground, wielding clubs, warhammers, and stone axes, swinging at the Arcadian army��s formation.


    After several impacts, the barrier erected by the accompanying Mages shattered on cue, dozens of Soldiers bearing Shields were swept away by the overwhelming strength of the Giant Spirit Clan, crashing heavily against stone walls and tree trunks, turning into heaps of flesh.

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    ?Chapter 611: Chapter 87: Rest assured, I will take care of your wife (4k)_2 Chapter 611: Chapter 87: Rest assured, I will take care of your wife (4k)_2 ��Get out of the way, scum!��


    Along with the angry roar, a silver chain hammer covered in shattered flesh and bone flew out from one side of the woods, piercing directly through the chest of a giant.


    At the same time, dozens of Amazon warriors, each over two meters tall with strong, slender limbs, burst out of the dense forest, hurling their spears and pinning several giants to the ground.


    After disposing of this wave of attacking enemies, Penthesilea, who was in charge of leading the army, sternly warned,


    ��Take your people and leave! We cannot stay here for long!��


    Atalanta was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.


    She remembered this Amazon warrior as hot-tempered, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the mention of battle, once described as being most like Ares,


    Why had she changed this time? Having just engaged the giants, she was already leading a retreat?


    Sensing Atalanta��s perplexed look, Penthesilea withdrew her chain hammer and explained in a deep voice,


    ��They��re different this time, hard to kill. We��ve lost many sisters in previous encounters with these creatures because we didn��t understand them. Hippolyta was worried you might also run into these changed beasts, so she sent me to help!��


    ...


    As she spoke, the giants, nearly turned into porcupines by the spears, struggled to rise, their twitching muscles pushing the spears out of their bodies and healing their wounds at a visibly rapid rate.


    Then, with a sinister smile, they picked up their weapons, uttering feverish praises and continuing to charge at these tiny humans before them.


    ��Immortality! Immortality!��


    The gods�� immortality?


    Upon seeing this, Atalanta��s eyelids twitched, and she quickly ordered her soldiers to hasten their retreat, while she stayed behind with Penthesilea to intercept.


    And as they engaged, she realized that these giants were indeed, as Penthesilea had said, unusually tenacious in life, and their reflexes and speed were greatly improved from before.


    Moreover, these were just ordinary giants; the elite among them, marked with crimson divine emblems, were even more troublesome.


    Not only could they wield some of the Titan Gods�� authorities, but the divine emblems on their bodies were as hard as armor, firmly protecting their bodies within the glowing patterns.


    As more and more giants emerged from the crevices on both sides, Atalanta and Penthesilea, leading a team of Amazon warriors, found themselves barely able to hold off, facing several close calls.


    Suddenly, several giants with elongated arms emerged from the ground, their glowing emblems flickering, divine power surging within them.


    As they arched their bodies, crimson light-spears formed in their open hands and were hurled out with a roar.


    Although Atalanta and Penthesilea reacted quickly, one running and shooting rapidly, the other whirling her chain hammer to block the giants�� onslaught,


    Facing the dense and swift crimson light-spears, Atalanta and Penthesilea combined could only block about half.


    Boom, boom, boom, boom!


    The remaining light-spears broke through the barrage of arrows and chain hammer��s defense, continuously striking the already waning magic barrier, exploding in dazzling bursts of light.


    For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains trembled, and the shields hastily supported by mages and priests completely shattered, causing them to spit blood from the backlash of magic power.


    Subsequently, dozens of giants wielding heavy weapons broke out of the ranks and marched forward, slaughtering towards the now scattered formation of mortal troops.


    ��Oh Light God Apollo, God of the Hunt Artemis, pray here for the majesty of our gods��the petitioning Arrow Book for both great deities!��


    Amidst rising dust, Atalanta furrowed her brows and shouted passionately, her body reclining as she held two arrows between her fingers, drawing them back with full force and shooting into the sky.


    As the arrows reached their peak, a vast magic circle diagram formed, and from it, a dense rain of aqua-golden arrows poured down like a waterfall, striking the charging giants.


    However, seeing those giants with divine emblems actively raising light barriers to help their peers withstand the barrage and keep advancing, Atalanta couldn��t help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart.


    God-like immortality, the Chief God��s granted authority, and the tactical cooperation among different giants...


    Only a few months apart, the once mindlessly charging Saggitas had undergone earth-shattering changes.


    Now, they no longer seemed like a barbaric, scattered group, but more like an ancient civilization rising anew.


    No wonder even the best fighting Amazon Tribe suffered under the hands of these monsters.


    Without understanding the specific situation or thinking of targeted strategies, mortals leaving the protection of the city and engaging them in open battle would only lead to needless death.


    Atalanta quickly assessed the situation, retreating while fighting alongside several Divine Blood Guards from Arcadia, cooperating with Penthesilea and her Amazon Warriors, to buy time for the mortal army��s retreat.


    But the dangers lurking in the dense forest were more numerous than they had anticipated.


    Before they had even covered half their journey, groups of Magic Beasts and giant spirits continuously emerging from the fissures in the ground launched seven or eight attacks, causing incessant deaths and injuries among the already disadvantaged Arcadian and Amazon Alliance.


    Worse still, due to the hindrance of the mortal troops, Atalanta and Penthesilea found out that they had been surrounded by endlessly emerging giant spirits and Magic Beasts without realizing it.


    It��s over!


    Watching as the monsters surged like the tide, continuously dragging their straggling comrades out of formation and then cruelly devouring them, a sense of despair and fear permeated the hearts of the soldiers, causing their hands gripping their weapons to tremble slightly.


    Just as the Alliance��s barely holding defense line was about to collapse, a solemn and cool androgynous voice echoed through the high sky.


    ��Thou art Silver Rapid Fire!��


    ��Thou art Piercing Star of Gold!��


    In an instant, the dim sky brightened, the wheels of the sun and moon breaking through the clouds, releasing thousands of beams of light.


    ��Boom boom boom boom!��


    Arrows of Divine Power, following the sharp sound of breaking through the air, fell like dense artillery shells onto the stagnant battlefield, exploding the charging Magic Beasts and giants into pieces.


    ��Two kilometers due east, there you have reinforcement!��


    In the sky, Artemis, arriving in time driving a chariot drawn by a golden-horned stag, shouted loudly, while twenty Battle Nymphs accompanying her descended with flapping wings, helping Atalanta and Penthesilea regroup.


    Meanwhile, priests from Delphi began chanting Divine Words, opening a Magic Circle Diagram, summoning hundreds of griffins commanded by these Holy Beasts of the Light God Apollo to intercept the circling Magic Beasts in the air.


    Seeing the originally crumbling situation stabilize, Atalanta breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved of a heavy burden.


    Her mission in leading the team out of the city was to eradicate the overflowing herds of beasts in Thessaly and to meet up with the two Chief Gods, Artemis and Apollo.


    Thus, the shot fired into the sky earlier was not only effective in killing the enemies but also served as a prayer with bows and a plea with arrows, seeking help from the nearby Chief Gods.


    Fortunately, although delayed, the two Chief Gods arrived and successfully pulled this mortal alliance back from the brink of collapse.


    And the reason for the delay...


    Atalanta, relying on her excellent vision, faintly noticed a streak of golden-red blood on Chief God Artemis and narrowed her eyes.


    Even a Chief God was wounded? The intensity of this war had escalated to levels beyond ordinary human intervention.


    As Atalanta pondered, stars in the sky fell, and a red and black Aether Light Flow erupted from the northern horizon, spreading across the sky at a visible speed and swiftly devouring the light released by the sun and the moon.


    As darkness fell, Atalanta and the others on the ground instantly felt waves of bone-chilling coldness, causing their hair to stand on end.


    ��Bang!��


    At the same time, a flash of golden light fell from the sky, heavily crashing to the ground.


    Everyone looked towards the sound and saw the disheveled Light God Apollo climbing out from the scorched crater, looking utterly disheveled.


    In the dense darkness, a pair of figures in dark golden armor, their faces cold, walked side by side; the Divine Emblems emitting crimson colors above their heads became the only light in the firmament.


    Recognizing the ancient Divine Emblem, Atalanta, who had studied the Titan language system comprehensively at the Academy of Athens, couldn��t help but pupils shrink.


    ��Co** T**sorbit of the Heavens!


    ��Phoeb, Goddess of Light!


    They were two of the Twelve Titans, and coincidentally, they were also the maternal grandparents of Apollo and Artemis, controlling the Authority that precisely restrained their grandchildren.

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    ?Chapter 612: Chapter 88: Crown of 10 vs Twelve Incarnations (4.5k) Chapter 612: Chapter 88: Crown of 10 vs Twelve Incarnations (4.5k) It��s actually them!


    Seeing the scene before her, Atalanta didn��t dare to hesitate, quickly leading the remnants behind her into the Magic Array opened by the Delphi Priest and Nymphs, distancing themselves from the battlefield.


    As the last person disappeared into the transfer light screen, Artemis, who had been mowing down giants and Magic Beasts like a moving artillery battery, finally exhaled and looked towards the sky at the pair of male and female Titans with a heavy look in her eyes.


    Even though she had already learned about the revival of the Twelve Titans from Luo En during the alliance meeting at War God Mountain, seeing two of the legendary grandparents appearing on the battlefield before her was still somewhat unbelievable to Artemis.


    Those ancient deities, those vanished existences, had all gathered under Kronos��s banner to start this world-upending Divine War.


    Grandfather, Grandmother, is this really what you want?


    Artemis glanced at the riddled land and the forest littered with corpses, then looked up silently at the two main Titans coming together in the dark sky, whispering to herself.


    ...


    However, her confusion was doomed to go unanswered.


    Because the eyes of the two main Titans were already filled with the base color of Chaos, showing only coldness and stillness.


    In the next moment, the blood-colored Divine Emblem atop the heads of the male and female Titans lit up. A scepter adorned with gemstones and a bronze mirror engraved with star patterns appeared in each of the two main Titans�� hands. Along with the rhythm of their Authority, they harnessed celestial bodies to unleash a barrage towards Artemis and Apollo, their kin.


    Almost at the same time, similar scenes unfolded on different battlefields.


    East of Thessaly.


    The sky lit up like daylight, with Hyperion, the God of Light, and his wife Theia, the Goddess of Sight and Radiance, descending from a dazzling array of colors.


    The two Titan Gods raised a great sword and a long spear engraved with ancient patterns, casting down star-like temperatures in an attempt to melt the earth beneath them into a scorched wasteland.


    Craftsman God Hephaestus immediately summoned the Authority of flames to build a defense around himself and Love God Aphrodite accompanying him, neutralizing this terrifying heat.


    A confrontation between fire and light unfolded.


    North of Thessaly.


    Tender green rice sprouts broke through the barren wasteland, grew wildly, and then quickly withered, scattering the seeds they bore back into the soil to give them new life in an endless cycle.


    Amidst the passage of time and the constant rise and fall of plants, Rhea, the Goddess of Fertility and Time, holding an hourglass, faced off against Demeter coming from the region of Eleusis.


    Life clashed with life.


    West of Thessaly.


    A dense shower of Titan words fell from the sky like a spectacular meteor shower, blocking the path of Memory Goddess Mnemosyne, hurrying over from War God Mountain.


    Iapetus, one of the Twelve Titans, the God of the Soul and Speech, unrolled a scroll, and ancient Runes took flight, striking towards their target like living creatures.


    Mnemosyne, not daring to be careless, rapidly flipped through the book in her hands, a representation of knowledge and memory. Civilizational symbols including Titan language, Linear Alphabet, and Hermes Script embedded within took flight, self-assembling into various Spells, continuously casting dispelling spells and counterattacks.


    A fierce battle between curses and curses unfolded.


    South of Thessaly.


    Dark clouds filled the sky with howling winds, as Helios, God of Weather, charged at Hermes, the God of Speed, wrapped in thunderbolts.


    Hermes dodged hastily, intending to use the Divine Power of his Feathered Flying Shoes to speed away, but the figure behind him chased like wind and thunder, relentlessly pursuing him.


    Amid the descending thunderbolts and ferocious winds, Hermes relied on his remarkable speed and agility to keep dodging while fully activating his Hermes Script and Alchemic Formulas, creating trouble for the powerful enemy chasing him.


    A chase filled with speed and passion commenced.


    Meanwhile, near the coastal area, Hera and her group had just met up with Nereus and a host of Ocean deities when they saw gigantic waves surging up from the sea.


    Occanus, the River God, and Tethys, the Ocean Goddess, stirred tens of thousands of tons of seawater, pouring it back towards the Thessaly coastline.


    Hera immediately took up the Heart-seeking Bow, drawing thunderbolts as arrows, turning Thunderbolts into projectiles, shattering the giant waves about to reach shore.


    Nereus and the other Ocean-based Old Gods, at the call of Goddess Thetis, also desperately manipulated their Authority, repressing the restive and surging Divine Power within the waters near Thessaly.


    ~~


    At this very moment, inside the Great Temple of Thessaly.


    The Lorne Star Plate showed a fiercely contested battle situation, and the eyes full of shadows reflected the constantly flickering battlefield projections.


    The nine Chief Gods, arriving from various city-states, had all been intercepted by the revived Titan main gods, and the enemies had very targeted selections of opponents, making it difficult for their own reinforcements to either determine a victor or withdraw from the battlefield in the short term.


    Luo En��s pupils narrowed as he looked towards the skies around Thessaly, sometimes flashing with light, sometimes filled with dark clouds, sometimes stars trembling, murmuring quietly.


    It looks like Kronos really came prepared.


    So with our reinforcements cut off, are we heading straight to the main event next?


    Just as Luo En pondered, the earth roared.


    In the plains just in front of the Thessaly Defense Line, deep cracks opened one after another, and thousands of giants, led by the Atlas Titan and Prometheus, the Fire Stealer, surged onto the surface like a black tide.

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    ?Chapter 613: Chapter 88: Crown of the Tens VS Incarnation of the Twelve (4.5k)_2 Chapter 613: Chapter 88: Crown of the Tens VS Incarnation of the Twelve (4.5k)_2 ��Immortality! Immortality!��


    And amidst their unified praises, Titan King Cronus, who had forged the ten Divine Emblems into a [Crown], proudly emerged from the Abyss, grasping the pitch-black Heavy Scythe crafted from volcanic stone, and swung it towards the towering walls of Thessaly.


    Hum!


    In the silent and grim resonance, the crescent-like blade of darkness swung from the scythe, severing time and space, splitting dimensions, disrupting the void, and leaving Chaos in its wake. It seemed to shatter all laws and order of the world, intent on reshaping the universe itself.


    Faced with such a revolutionary force, the heroes and deities atop the Thessaly Defense Line felt a bone-deep helplessness and a trembling from the depths of their souls.


    Even though the fortress beneath them was constructed from sturdy Mountain Copper and protected by numerous deities, they could not draw the slightest sense of safety from it.


    Therefore, barely half a second later, the outer Defensive Charms of the Thessaly Defense Line were mostly dissolved.


    ...


    ��Darkness resounds, all things perish!��


    Surrounded by the Giant Spirit Clan, Kronos, with his arm clad in ferocious Divine Armor, extended and clenched his fist toward the front, coldly shouting.


    The Crown on his head, woven from ten Divine Emblems, vibrated with a hum, and the Composite Power of Divine Integration resonated forth.


    Instantly, the black blade from the scythe continued its advance, and the darkness from the shattered world billowed out from the path of the blade, like molten iron pouring over the heavens, corroding the dome of the sky and dragging the entire world into the Abyss of Destruction.


    In the pitch darkness, the deities and heroes on the fortress felt their souls and bodies plummeting, their consciousnesses blurring.


    Until, as if a song or a poem echoed in their ears.


    ��I bring death, I also bring life.


    I harm, I also heal.


    No one can escape my hand, no one is beyond my sight.


    Glory, majesty, power, and authority, all belong to me!


    My will shall be done in heaven, it shall spread on earth, forgive your sins, inscribed as a brand, to the untainted land that descends here��Dionysus Cosmos [The World Encased by the Azure Sky]...��


    Clang! Accompanied by a sharp, ear-piercing collision, the people on the fortress snapped back to reality, only to see a thick, massive, and intricately crafted Divine Shield appearing before the city walls, blocking the dark Giant Scythe swung from above.


    Amidst the Chaos and ruin, the designs of the earth, sky, ocean, the tireless Sun, the plump and full Moon, and many stars on the surface of the shield glittered brightly like a floral garland decorating the heavenly vault, reconstructing the contours of the [World].


    At the same time, the ghostly images of Athens and Thebes rose from the ground, and the ��residents�� of the cities, be they old or young, male or female, also materialized, filling in the details of the [World], giving that piece of heaven and earth life and vitality.


    Upon seeing this, Kronos��s gaze darkened, and he snorted coldly, swinging the Giant Scythe in his hand in succession, a series of pitch-black light blades slashing towards the azure Divine Shield.


    And in the instant of the attack, the people etched on the shield seemed to sense danger, as they all dropped what they were doing and prayed devoutly.


    Their voices rose in waves, chanting the name of ��Dionysus,�� their unified faith coalescing into a greenish-blue firmament above the [Little World].


    Clang, clang, clang, clang!


    The pitch-black blades of light were successively extinguished in the rising milky blue glow of the shield��s surface, never managing to reach the Thessaly Fortress behind the [Little World].


    The aftermath of the clashing powers poured out in all directions, causing trouble for the unprepared Giant Spirit Clan on the battlefield.


    Dozens of Titans standing too close exploded in the shockwave, turned into a mist of blood; those at a farther distance had their armor shattered and flesh lacerated, revealing their jagged bones and crimson organs; and the weakest Magic Beasts suffered the most gruesome fate, killed by the thousands without even a chance to scream.


    What a tough bone to chew!


    Unable to breach the defenses, Kronos��s face grew dark, gripping the Giant Scythe in his hands with abandon and stepping out of formation, ready to crush this human anthill with his own Divine King��s might.


    ��Halt here, end here, this is the Temple of God, this is the Gate of Heaven!��


    Simultaneously, a staff shaped like a withered branch, accompanied by solemn Divine Words, flew out from the Great Temple of Thebes, planting itself in front of Kronos.


    As soon as the staff hit the ground, it burst into a massive wild growth of palm wood, its branches igniting into a hundred-zhang-tall blaze of golden-red flames, illuminating the entire sky.


    And as layers of light patterns interweaved, seven doorways stood tall, the magnificent and elegant structures of the Heavenly Palace emerged amongst the clouds of the sky, reflecting off the azure shield��s construction of the [Little World].


    Bearing golden wings, the Shepherd of the Temporal World, as radiant as a gemstone, held a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, standing guard in front of the Heavenly Gate leading to the [Little World].


    Your Temple? Your Doors?


    In the era when the Titans ruled the world, you didn��t even know which woman��s belly you were in!


    Kronos snorted, grasping the handle of the Giant Scythe with both hands, swinging his arms forward in a wide sweep.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The dark blade broke through four Heavenly Gate shadows in succession, and the palm tree sustaining the [Little World] cried out, its branches swaying.


    ��You think to stop me? Crown of the Ten!��


    Kronos shouted sternly, the ten Divine Emblems atop his Crown flaring together.


    Bang, bang, bang!


    The three rear doorways to the [Little World] were instantly shattered, the black Giant Scythe tearing through the palm wood��s trunk, colliding with the staff-turned-spear that was its true body.

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    ?Chapter 614: Chapter 88: Crown of the Tenth vs Twelfth Incarnation (4.5k)_3 Chapter 614: Chapter 88: Crown of the Tenth vs Twelfth Incarnation (4.5k)_3 ��`


    ��Boom!��


    A gigantic cross-shaped band of starlight burst open, its force so great it cleared the clouds below, splitting mountains and cutting through hills, attracting the attention of the several Chief Gods engaged in fierce battles on various fronts, who all turned their gazes toward the main battlefield beneath Thessaly City.


    However, at that moment, all that remained was a scorched crater, and the two Deities had disappeared.


    To be more precise, they had been transferred to another battlefield by some Authority.


    Since the main gods on both sides had all engaged in close combat, the Thessaly battlefield had once again reached a kind of dynamic equilibrium.


    Under the lead of The Atlas Titan and a few Cottus leaders, the Giant Spirits and the Magic Beasts formed battle arrays and charged toward the exceptionally sturdy Citadel, vowing to gnaw through this tough bone before the return of the Titan Gods.


    The defending Deities and Heroes also rose to resist, relying on the Citadel and coordinated troop movements to repel the attacks of the Giant Spirit Clan time and again, firmly defending Thessaly and the Great Temple within the city.


    ...


    As long as the Sacred Flame did not extinguish and the Priests continued, the gods of Olympus could descend time after time, for humanity, for faith, fighting until the final moment when the city fell to ashes.


    The Giant Spirits and Humans, each driven by their own purposes, waged a bloody tug-of-war on the Thessaly Defense Line.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in the ��Small World,��


    A burning dry-branch spear thrust out from Chaos, slantingly slashing across Kronos��s cheek and drawing forth a strand of fiery golden-red Blood Beads.


    ��Quit hiding and face me!��


    Enraged, Kronos��s Crown atop his head suddenly lit up intensely, his clenched hand grasping the pitch-black Giant Scythe, sweeping it across the sky.


    The space around twisted and shattered, revealing the figure of Luo En wielding a Spear and Shield.


    ��Found you!�� The Titan King coldly huffed upon successfully locking on the target, then spread his fingers wide, uttering with solemn contemplation, ��Coeus��Group Stars!��


    As Kronos chanted the Divine Word, the sky of the Small World violently trembled, thousands of stars emerging from the sea of clouds, trailing long flames as they plummeted towards Luo En.


    He really had ingested his siblings�� Divine Authority, being able to wield the Authority of the other nine Titan Main Gods with Divine Word!


    Luo En��s eyes narrowed, behind him a Crown-shaped halo emerged, its pointer moving into a blood-red zone, merging with the phantom of the ��warrior.��


    With powerful combat instincts and rich experience flooding his mind, the God of Wine, now targeted by ��Group Stars,�� instantly became a precise fighting machine. His spear occasionally cleaved downward or flicked up, creating sweeping circles and arcs; behind him, Golden Wings either deflected or spun, acting both as shield and blade, attacking and defending as one. In combination with the movements of his spear, he shattered the falling stars one by one.


    ��Iapetus Curse!��


    Seeing his attack fail, Kronos once again raised his hand to grasp at the air, activating the Authority sourced from the soul and the foretelling Titan, as Divine Texts of the Titan Gods appeared in the sky, shooting towards Luo En like meteors in a sudden downpour.


    Brilliant flames soared and exploded, but a gold and black figure broke through the net woven by the Titan Divine Texts, ascending against the chaotic Aether Tide!


    At that moment, the symbols of the ��Goat�� and the ��Eagle�� lit up within the halo behind Luo En.


    Countless stars falling from the sea of clouds and numerous Titan Divine Texts shooting across the battlefield continuously focused fire on the target, their offensive as dense as a torrential rain.


    Luo En utilized the dual Divine Speeds of the ��Goat�� and the ��Eagle,�� pushing his Divine Will and perception to the limit. His Golden Wings flapped furiously, transitioning his state swiftly, sometimes twisting sideways, sometimes ducking with a bent knee, his form turning into a streak of rainbow light. He nearly grazed by the intersecting Runes and dense celestial bodies, agilely weaving through the barrage of attacks.


    As he successfully broke through within a mere ten feet of Kronos, the Golden Wings on his back suddenly closed, accelerating his lunge. His spear thrust viciously toward Kronos��s raised arm, piercing the tough outer Divine Armor and tearing a fierce wound in the pitch-black skin that resembled Volcanic Stone.


    But before Luo En could widen his victory, he felt his spear��s tip halt, as if stuck in a swamp, tightly grasped by the muscles of Kronos.


    ��Theia��Radiant!��


    As the Titan King smirked with a grinning smile, dazzling light burst forth from the Crown on his head. Luo En��s vision, along with his perception, was instantaneously stripped away, as if he were plunged into an abyss of darkness and silence.


    ��`

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    ?Chapter 615: Chapter 89, The Legendary Unkillable King Kronos (5.1k) Chapter 615: Chapter 89, The Legendary Unkillable King Kronos (5.1k) The world seemed to have fallen into total silence.


    Under the shroud of darkness, the passage of time, the dimensions of space, and all five human senses vanished, as life seemed to rewind to the chaotic origin, imprisoned within the void��s cage, accompanied by eternal solitude.


    Until the end of the earth and heavens, until the universe turned to ashes.


    ����From origin comes light, its form is flame. O immortal Sun, please bestow upon me a shining steed, bring forth the golden light, and disperse the darkness��Ninth Incarnation��White Horse!��


    Accompanied by the solemn chanting of holy words, a golden Wheel covered in dense runes emerged, lighting up its ninth sector.


    A divine White Horse neighed and pranced, soaring into the eastern sky like an arrow released from the bow, transforming into a burning orb of daylight, racing through the star nebula, tearing through the boundless Chaos, trying to redraw the line between day and night, harmonize light and dark, and return a clear and stable world.


    But this galloping White Horse could only illuminate a limited area around it, unable to effectively counter the Divine King Level Authority that affected the entire micro-world.


    ...


    Moreover, what Theia, one of the Twelve Titans, governed was not merely the light, but also the vision and many senses that came with it.


    ��Die, insect!��


    Seeing his plan succeed, Kronos watched Luo En, who stood on the spot like a headless fly, and sneered with a swing of the Giant Scythe.


    To the left!


    In the depths of the gloom, Luo En felt a sinister, cold blade sweeping diagonally and instinctively dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the Giant Scythe that easily cut through space.


    But before he could catch his breath, Luo En��s hair stood on end again as he looked up into the murky sky above, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinholes.


    Above!


    In the illumination of the Ninth Incarnation White Horse, several searing stars fell from the sky, smashing down upon the area.


    The intense gaze of space forced Luo En to refrain from dodging; he could only raise his shield to protect his vitals and draw his long spear, sweeping through the air and relying on Divine Power to shatter the stars summoned by Kronos with his Authority.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Amid the violent roars like the explosion of a constant star, Luo En was blasted a hundred miles away, his golden feathers shedding and his arm bones nearly pulverized.


    My Divine Power is stronger, but his Authority is of a higher specification!


    Realizing the respective advantages and disadvantages, Luo En stabilized himself above the sea in the micro-world, with the Great Whale and the Crown emerging behind him.


    The First Incarnation��s Sea Protection from Sea God Poseidon and the Life Blessing from the Seventh Incarnation Demeter worked together for his Healing, allowing his nearly shattered arm bones to mend at a visibly rapid rate.


    Of course, Kronos, having landed a successful blow, would not give Luo En a chance to breathe; he raised his hand to shield his eyes, disdainfully glancing at the sun rising in the chaos, a sneer on his face.


    Light? The entire world was forged by the Titans!


    Do you also wish to become the master of everything?


    The pursuing Titan King subtly raised his hand and made a forceful grabbing motion toward the sun being dragged by the White Horse on the sea��s surface, shouting ominously.


    ��Hyperion Light Devour!��


    Kronos raised his pitch-black Giant Scythe, seeming to swing it casually, and a stark sensation of tearing through heaven and earth enveloped them, as if effortlessly cutting a Great Chasm through the world.


    Luo En instinctively boosted the Authority of the White Horse to its peak, letting the surrounding light shine even brighter, while simultaneously raising the Gun of Nation Creation in his hand to block Kronos��s Giant Scythe.


    But in the next instant, the world went dark.


    Light��


    Had torn, light.


    Or rather, light had devoured, light!


    The bright arc from the swing of the scythe horrifyingly extinguished the ��Sun�� being pulled by the White Horse.


    Following that, a dazzling stream of light ploughed through the micro-world��s sea surface.


    Where the blade��s edge reached, waves tumbled, and islands manifested from Luo En��s will crumbled under the terrifying spiritual pressure, dissolving into glittering dust in succession.


    Suddenly, the whole micro-world started shaking violently, showing signs of imminent collapse.


    ��It seems, your light is not stronger than mine,�� Kronos declared, looking down on the defeated foe with a sneer.


    How could Apollo��s inherited ��light�� compare to the brilliance of Hyperion, the father of light among the Twelve Titans, an ancient Sun God?


    Light, you say?


    Luo En murmured softly, his right hand drawing a golden cup from the Magic Circle Diagram, pouring the dark red wine onto the sea��s surface while solemnly pondering.


    ����Strong and powerful Fire of Light, the greatest among all Origins, I offer you wine and song!��


    In an instant, a golden Flames billowed on the sea, spiraling upward with tons of water, forming a giant torch-like burning tree.


    Under the illumination of the Flames, a multitude of ethereal figures flickered in and out of existence.


    Among them were the old and young, nobles and paupers, Sages and prisoners...


    But without exception, they all joined hands in prayer, singing in unison.


    ��Holy! Holy! Holy! The glorious might of our Lord, filling the whole earth!��


    The voice of one, the voices of millions.


    A single lamp, the light of millions!


    Stars, robbed of light, have emerged from the Chaos with their calling, reigniting the dim micro-world, mending the spatial rift caused by the clash of Great Gods, and restoring everything to stability.


    Witnessing this scene, Kronos was suddenly reminded of an unpleasant memory, his face growing dark.


    Back then, they, as the Old Gods, were replaced by the Olympian Gods because of such absurd faith.

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    ?Chapter 616: Chapter 89, The Legendary Unkillable King Kronos (5.1k)_2 Chapter 616: Chapter 89, The Legendary Unkillable King Kronos (5.1k)_2 And they, too, were imprisoned in the deepest layers of Tartarus by human dreams, their Divinity constantly eroding away.


    ��A bunch of ants daring to confront divine might?!��


    Even with the Flames of Hestia, they were nothing but unburned embers!


    Kronos was furiously enraged, the dark red crest on his Crown, representing the Authority of Hyperion and Theia, the Titan Main Gods, flickering rapidly, ready to devour and reclaim these newly emerged glimmers of light.


    However, no matter how he harnessed the Authorities of the two great Titan Main Gods, the points of light in the sky were not only undiminished but grew more and more, gradually steering the order and rules of the small world back on course.


    The will of the Titans might command the Sun, reverse the Moon, and cloak the Stars, but it could not extinguish the light of human hearts.


    ��You think with these, you can defeat the King, with this false small world?��


    ...


    Fuming with rage, Kronos spread his arms slightly, bellowing fiercely.


    ��Then let me show you what is real! What is cruel!��


    Instantly, layers of Divine Emblems pulsated, transmitting the ancient and terrifying Titan will to every corner of the small world, the magic power condensed to its limit, like countless comets, coming en masse to hang above the small world.


    Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!


    Immediately, the blazing arcs with long flame tails slash through the dim vault of this small world.


    The shrill howl was like the lament of the universe;


    The slender streaks of light were like tears of the stars.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    In an instant, the meteor shower from the extreme heavens plummeted down, tearing through the world��s membrane of light, and striking the chaotic ground and ocean below.


    At once, everything formed from the will of humans and Deities seemed to step into the apocalypse.


    Mountains collapsed, cities fell, rivers and oceans boiled, tectonic plates tore apart, countless phantoms were instantly turned to ash in the fierce explosion of white light.


    ��Crack!��


    From Luo En��s hands, the azure Divine Shield transmitted a clear trembling sound, and several fractured lines appeared on the shield��s surface, once decorated like a miniature world.


    The barrier won��t last much longer, this must be a quick battle!


    Luo En��s gaze sharpened, and behind him, twelve Incarnations lit up in unison.


    Verdant grapevines spread and grew in the void; bunches of violet grapes burst open, their intoxicating aroma filling the air.


    The world was filled with a bewildering and dreamlike sensation.


    As if drunken, Kronos�� focus wavered slightly, barely making out the figure who now seemed to form the heads of various animals behind him: [Goat], [Great Whale], [Bull], [Wild Boar], [Warrior], [White Horse]...


    Atop his head were two horns, his Crown woven from grapevines, with golden [Flames] flickering all around, grapevines twined in his hands, legs shaped like the hind legs of a goat reminiscent of Pan��s cloven hooves, surrounded by [Roses] at his feet...


    ��My name rises, scattering foes asunder!��


    The numerous heads issued a solemn and loud cry, the Gun of Nation Creation spewed forth a dense sanguine blaze, slicing the sky, hurtling toward the Titan King above the ocean.


    At the same time, [Great Whale] lashed its tail, raising light-shaped giant waves and a [Storm]; [Goat] ran, swift as lightning; [Bull] stamped its feet, the earth shaking with tremors; [Wild Boar] erupted with brutal roars, waves of destructive light patterns dispersing...


    Every will in the small world, all forces seemed to transform into blades aimed at Kronos.


    Feeling beset by enemies all around, the Titan King��s hair stood on end, and he immediately stopped his rampant destruction of the [small world], instead grabbing the Giant Scythe, pulsing with Authority, striving to battle the meteor-like figure plunging towards him.


    ��Boom!��


    Amidst the thunderous explosion, a mix of black and gold streaked light burst, creating a dazzling halo, the earth shook and the sky moved, waves piled upon each other on the sea��s surface, radiation-like trenches spreading across the land, leaving the already battered small world even more ravaged.


    But just as Kronos stabilized himself from being blown back, using the abundant oceanic and river Authority around his landing point, he quickly launched a counterattack.


    ��Okeanos��Surround!��


    ��Tethys��Heavy Pressure!��


    In an instant, crystalline water rings wound around Luo En like chains, forming a strong restraint.


    Simultaneously, Luo En saw a broad, dark arm raised high, enveloped with the overwhelming power of the sea��s pressure driving towards him.


    But Luo En reacted faster. Unleashing the Incarnation of [Great Whale], he fiercely broke free from the water rings, then swiftly dodged the flailing arm of Kronos, without hesitation, he grabbed the shaft of the Gun of Nation Creation and thrust its head into Kronos�� arm.


    As a Divine King, your Authority indeed surpasses mine, but this here is my World! My territory!


    A flash of intensity sparked in Luo En��s eyes, he alighted on Kronos�� lengthy, pitch-black arm that stretched for hundreds of meters, and decisively activated [Goat]��s Divine Speed, dragging the spear lodged in his flesh towards that towering, mountain-like head.


    The Sharp spearhead, dragged along, vibrated with the innate Power of Destruction, continuously ravaging Kronos�� arm��its flesh, tendons, and bones.


    ��Get out of my way!��


    Seeing the rapidly approaching figure nearly reach him, Kronos gritted his teeth and bellowed, the Divine Emblems on his arm lighting up��to scatter the approaching Luo En with a burst of blood-red shock waves.


    In the moment his opponent was launched into a suspended state, the unyielding Titan King, with agility belying his massive form, swung the pitch-black scythe in his hand, aiming a sweeping blow at the midair target.


    However, as Kronos raised his arm, the thousands of [Flames] rising in the small world��s sky twinkled in unison.

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    ?Chapter 617: Chapter 89, Legendary Durable King Kronos (5.1k)_3 Chapter 617: Chapter 89, Legendary Durable King Kronos (5.1k)_3 Caught off guard, the Titan King felt a shock in his brain��an onslaught of voices rose around his ears, everything in front of him blurred into white, and he inadvertently paused, causing the dark scythe in his descent to cleave the air.


    The next moment, a bone-piercing, excruciating pain shot from his elbow, and his entire left palm flew off instantaneously, spouting golden-red divine blood from the ferocious wound.


    ��Argh!��


    Kronos couldn��t help but scream, he switched to holding the black scythe with one hand and furiously slashed at the figure in front who had brought him pain and humiliation.


    Ants! Bugs! How dare you injure this King��s Divine Body!


    Die! Die! Die!


    His intense resentment drove the scythe��s sharpness to its limits, but when a familiar sensation of hollow cutting came from the front, the Titan King looked towards the figure dissipating into a mist in mid-air, and his face drastically changed.


    ...


    No, it��s an illusion!


    ��Pfft!��


    A blood-drenched spearhead pierced through Kronos��s forehead and shook violently.


    In an instant, the Titan King��s head exploded like a smashed watermelon, sending crimson flesh and stark white bone fragments splattering all around.


    Golden-red blood rained down profusely as Luo En clutched the dry branch spear in his hands, gasping heavily.


    It worked...


    However, just as he relaxed his focus, six dark arms reached out from the void, their meteoric fists smashing down at an incredible speed.


    Caught off guard, Luo En was barraged by a flurry of mixed strikes from the six arms, plunging deep into the ocean.


    ��Cough, cough...��


    Accompanied by bouts of violent coughing, the soaked Luo En ascended back into the sky, glaring gloomily at the headless body that had sprouted six extra limbs.


    Not dead? What��s going on?


    ��Because this King has already reclaimed the Divine Throne, reshaped the Crown, Immortal and Undying!��


    A sinister, low voice echoed ominously as the headless Titan��s neck flesh writhed and grew, rapidly forming a new head.


    Kronos slowly opened his eyes, rotated his somewhat stiff neck, looked towards Luo En at the sea surface and sneered.


    ��Boy, you can��t kill me!��


    Luo En tightened his grip on the Gun of Nation Creation, wiped away the golden-red blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing red.


    ��Then, let��s try!��


    The next instant, two figures wrapped in terrifying authority clashed heavily over the sea.


    The conflicting Authority gradually disrupted the natural laws of this world.


    The sky��s Aether Storm grew relentlessly fierce, giant waves hundreds of meters high surged on the sea, underwater volcanoes violently erupted, spewing toxic smoke and billowing dust in all directions.


    Looking around, the sea was littered with deformed oceanic creature corpses, the bustling cities with Greece-style architecture between the islands had all collapsed, and the figures of humankind, forged from faith, fizzled out like dim sparks.


    However, before Luo En could dwell on it, the raging storm and fierce winds in the sky were instantly torn apart by hundreds of bands of light.


    Boom, boom, boom, boom!


    The next moment, the Titan Giant God descended from the sky, wielding a black scythe, tearing through the sea surface, penetrating the earth��s crust, and triggering an even more massive earthquake. Thick magma spewed from the fissures, filling the sea, causing the entire body of water to boil violently, like a pot of boiling soup.


    In the swirling heat and vapor, a spear with golden flames was launched, striking Kronos directly in the chest.


    The subsequent shockwave of Divine Power nearly shattered half of the Titan King��s body.


    However, in an instant, wildly proliferating flesh refilled Kronos��s damaged section.


    ��Found you, vermin!��


    Kronos��s Divine Will enveloped the entire area, instantly pinpointing Luo En��s location, and with a fierce swipe of his hand, compressed the Ether Light Flow to its limit, brutally plowing through the sea.


    Boom!


    Magma buried beneath the plates, forced by tectonic movements, squeezed out of fissures and subsequently burst forth.


    Several islands floating on the sea surface disintegrated in an explosion of flames.


    ��Bang!��


    Forced out into visibility, Luo En raised the blue-green Divine Shield, blocking Kronos��s Giant Scythe while simultaneously swinging his fist to strike the other��s eye socket.


    Under the powerful destructiveness of the ��Wild Boar,�� Kronos��s head exploded yet again.


    But the result was still without exception.


    After just a few breaths, Kronos��s head reformed anew.


    Then, the Titan King swung his Giant Scythe, commencing a brutal counterattack.


    Owing to his own ��Immortal and Undying�� nature, he faced Luo En��s attacks without dodging, repeatedly forcing the latter into direct confrontation.


    Luo En, unable to reach this level of Self-healing and Life, could only keep raising the blue-green Divine Shield to block the deadly blows.


    Finally, after nearly a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, the overburdened Divine Shield emitted a mournful cry, shattering.


    Fragments like crystals peeled from the surface of the shield, shooting in all directions, with apocalyptic scenes of collapsing mountains and seas faintly reflected within them.


    Meanwhile, the region they were in was undergoing earth-shattering changes.


    Unparalleled heat surged from the fissures in the seabed��s core, the unsupported space continually undulating and distorting, turning all passing seawater and islands into nothingness.


    This small world was finished...


    ��Crack~��


    As a crisp sound emanated from the spiderweb-cracked sky overhead, Luo En instantly swung the grey-blue Divine Shield at Kronos��s face.


    Boom!


    Amidst a thunderous exploding sound, the shards of the Divine Shield enveloped in a surge of the Aether Tide obliterated Kronos��s figure.


    At the same moment, a dazzling burst of flames coupled with a twist in space appeared over Thessaly, a huge mushroom cloud rising thereafter.


    Under the reach of divine prowess and intense flames, a vast hole appeared in the sky, the ground burned, and giant beings, Magic Beasts, and humans within the range were instantly reduced to ashes, leaving a blackened vacuum in the battlefield where only deathly silence of life��s withering was visible.


    In an instant, the slaughter between the giant beings and humans abruptly ceased, all staring fearfully at the two figures standing in the crater.


    More precisely, was it one and a half?


    For the other had only two thick, black thighs left, stuck in the ground.

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    ?Chapter 618: Chapter 90: Urgent, How to Break Boss��s Health Lock? (4.8k) Chapter 618: Chapter 90: Urgent, How to Break Boss��s Health Lock? (4.8k) ��Did it succeed?��


    On the scorched battlefield, Luo En leaned on his spear with one hand, gazing from afar at the gigantic, gloomy, dark stone pillars-like thighs that stood alone and inserted into the ground a hundred meters away, gasping for air violently as he struggled to stabilize the chaotic divine power surging within his body.


    It must be said, Kronos, having completed Divine Integration, was very strong, and those authorities that came from the original bodies of the Twelve Titans far surpassed the scraps of divine power Luo En had managed to snag from the gods of Olympus.


    Had it not been for the presence of the ��Destiny Contract,�� making the mortal world his home field with a powerful home advantage, Luo En himself would hardly have been able to withstand the Titan King.


    Let alone, like now, killing Kronos four times in a row.


    But how many lives does he still have left?


    Luo En watched the two legs on the ground wriggling and growing upward wildly, and the bones that shot up like bamboo shoots after the rain, his eyes filled with gloom. Immediately, he raised his hand and rapidly traced patterns in the air before him.


    ...


    Hum!


    In an instant, the golden-red divine blood overflows from the fingertips as ink, solidifying in mid-air, the Titan Divine Text from the Temple of Memory, the Hermes Script from Aiaia, the Linear Alphabet from the civilization of Crete... and numerous other inscriptions sought after by spellcasters became as cheap as street stall goods, carelessly adorning there, in numbers as numerous as stars, the combination unrestrained.


    On the city walls of Thessaly, each priest, priestess, and mage all looked intently at the Luo En who was casting spells before the public on the battlefield, their eyes glaring at the patterns emerging in the air, observing with all their hearts, their faces showing a devout and fervent expression.


    This was an endless treasury of knowledge! And the ultimate source of civilization!


    It seemed to encompass the essences of magic and spells of the Memory Goddess Mnemosyne, Witchcraft Goddess Hecate, and Wisdom Goddess Athena, among the three Goddesses of Magic.


    Even if they could glimpse a hint of the truth from it, the magic they mastered would undergo earth-shattering changes; the power they possessed would rise several levels, getting one step closer to the ��Magic Principle!��


    In contrast, the giants were all horrified, their pupils almost shrinking to the size of needlepoints.


    As ancient creatures, of course, they were clear on the value of these inscriptions, but likewise, they knew all too well the terror that these inscriptions conveyed!


    ��Retreat! Retreat now!��


    Prometheus, who reacted the fastest, immediately bellowed to remind the giants to leave the dangerous area covered by the light patterns.


    ��Hum!��


    As Luo En completed the last stroke in mid-air with his fingertips, the arcane magic resonance echoed in the giants�� minds.


    In the next moment, dense patterns of Divine Patterns shot out from the scorched battlefield, like a meteor shower from the highest heavens, plummeting through the air.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    In an instant, the area ahead seemed to have been bombarded by a barrage of cluster artillery, Magic Beasts turned to mush, giants torn apart, barriers shredded, and the ground pierced through.


    In just a few breaths, the area with a diameter of over thirty kilometers, which covered the position reinforced by the giants with Divine Power and Spells, became a sieve riddled with a thousand gaping wounds; the magic workshops in various places kept collapsing and breaking apart, in the blink of an eye reduced to fragmented rubble.


    The territory that the giants had spent hours advancing and stabilizing was completely flattened by this single strike.


    Looking at the death zone that was sheerly cut down by hundreds of meters, even Prometheus couldn��t help but take a sharp breath of cold air.


    Being the son of the soul and prophecy Titan Iapetus, his magical prowess also was naturally not weak.


    But like the scene before him, carelessly expunging hundreds of giants with a single move and forcing the army of the Giant Spirit Clan to retreat with his own power, Prometheus did not think he could do it.


    Moreover, these were just the casual acts of the Newborn God; the remains of the Titan King Cronus were his real target.


    At this moment, the bombardment had not yet ceased.


    One by one, sparkling runes fell towards the location of Cronus�� remains like meteors, attempting to erase the regenerating flesh and snuff out all vital life activity within it.


    However, as the flesh exploded, a layer of golden-red blood mist formed around Cronus��s remains, enveloping the torso that was growing skeletal structure within it.


    Seeing this, Luo En��s eyes grew darker. He raised his pale hand that had nearly lost its color and reached forward with his fingers clawed.


    ��God of Knowledge, God of Wisdom, God of Love, be with me!��


    Under the solemn command, the virtual shadows of the Nine Muses and The Three Graces, along with numerous other Lesser Deities emerged behind him, collectively raising a Crown woven from the divinities of memory, wisdom, and aesthetics, placing it atop his head.


    More Divine Patterns and denser Spells bombarded towards the remains of Cronus.


    The howling runes passed through the golden-red blood mist, boiling violently like water droplets in hot oil, causing the protective cocoon membrane that fostered Cronus��s regeneration to show honeycomb-like corrosive gaps.


    Following attacks burst through the breach, smashing and tearing apart the thinning golden-red cocoon membrane bit by bit, dissolving it, and striking directly at the dust-covered form that had begun to take human shape.


    ��Boom boom boom boom!��


    Under the dense rune bombardment, the ground where the target lay was brutally plowed over, again and again.


    Pieces of flesh and soil were either frozen into ice, burned to char, rotted due to curses, or became scraps cut by the blade of wind...


    The Divine Blood stored within those remains seemed to have lost some kind of restraint, turning into a sky full of golden-red droplets, indiscriminately spraying, nourishing the perforated earth.


    Was it a success?


    Luo En stared at the battlefield for a long while until the dust dispersed and, seeing nothingness before him, he finally lowered his arms with a sense of relief.

 Chapter 619 619 90 Urgent, How to Break Bosss Health Lock (4.8k)_2

    ?Chapter 619: Chapter 90: Urgent, How to Break Boss��s Health Lock? (4.8k)_2 Chapter 619: Chapter 90: Urgent, How to Break Boss��s Health Lock? (4.8k)_2 On the Thessaly Defense Line, humans and deities first fell into a deathly silence; then, faces lit with wild joy and they erupted in deafening cheers.


    ��Dionysus!��


    ��Dionysus!��


    ��Dionysus!��


    Hearing the landslide and tsunami of sounds from behind, Luo En��s tense heartstrings relaxed, and he turned around to respond.


    However, just as he shifted his feet, an urgent shout rapidly approached from afar.


    ��Watch out!��


    ...


    Luo En instinctively looked toward the sound and suddenly saw the Goddess Mnemosyne crossing through the dazzling clouds, trying to warn him loudly.


    ��He����


    ��Boom!��


    But before she could finish, dozens of red and black Titan Divine Texts struck her back like heavy hammers, blasting the Goddess of Memory toward the ground.


    A giant with a crimson Divine Emblem, surrounded by a dense mass of Titan Divine Texts, expressionlessly charged toward the Mnemosyne, who had just hit the ground.


    ��The Titan Iapetus of Soul and Speech!


    He was still in action, which meant...


    Luo En��s thoughts raced, his pupils dilated, and he activated his Divine Power and Authority as swiftly as possible, enveloping his entire body.


    ��Bang!��


    In the next moment, with a dull impact, his body was smashed into the walls of Thessaly by a fierce and dominating force.


    Immediately after, Mnemosyne, who had also been hit by several Titan Divine Texts, crashed into the front of the fortress amidst exploding flames, lying flat beside the rubble with Luo En.


    Amid the searing pain throughout his body, Luo En grimaced, propped his body up, reached out to push aside a rolling stone, and pulled out the Goddess Mnemosyne who was buried underneath.


    ��How are you?��


    ��I��m not dead yet...��


    Mnemosyne, pale-faced, struggled to catch her breath and calmly replied, but still couldn��t quite suppress the Divine Power surging within her, and after a severe bout of coughing, traces of golden-red blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.


    Clearly, in her effort to warn Luo En, Mnemosyne had paid a significant price.


    ��Mnemosyne, I��ve found you!��


    In a coarse and bizarre mockery of laughter, a colossal figure rising a hundred meters tall stood up amid the dust and debris, its red-glowing eyes greedily and excitedly fixed on the Memory Goddess.


    ��Come, become the eleventh foundation stone for this king��s ascent to the Divine Throne!��


    The unmistakable malice spread out, causing Mnemosyne to involuntarily break out in goosebumps under the stress.


    This madman, in his quest to achieve his Divine Business, not only targeted his children but even considered striking at his brothers and sisters.


    ��Kronos?��


    Luo En murmured, somewhat incredulously staring at a humanoid figure within the dust.


    The reason he referred to that thing as an ��existence�� rather than a ��creature�� was because it had transcended the limits of life.


    The soil infused with his Divine Blood formed his body, stones smeared with his flesh served as his bones, and the remnants of giants from the battlefield were incorporated, filling the cavities within as flesh and organs.


    In this patchwork manner, a humanoid monster was born.


    Ferocious and twisted, ominous and bizarre.


    ��That��s right, it is I, the king!��


    A mocking voice came from the opposite side, the inhuman monster spreading six arms, formed from rock, behind it the [Crown] shimmered with light.


    Golden-red Divine Blood moved and spread, transforming his assembled body back to its original form.


    Soon, a sneer of ferocity and arrogance appeared on that twisted face.


    ��I��ve long said, I have been recrowned as king, returned to the Divine Throne, you can��t kill me, nor can you defy the inescapable Fate!��


    As if to emphasize his grandeur, the Titan Iapetos, without an opponent, fell from the sky like a marionette and knelt on one knee behind Kronos in a gesture of devout worship.


    Luo En glanced at Iapetos, whose half body was blown apart, his flesh also incessantly squirming and regenerating, then turned his head to look at Mnemosyne, his voice sounding a bit hoarse.


    ��They can��t be killed either?��


    ��That��s right.��


    ��And how many times did you kill him?��


    ��Twice...��


    Hearing Mnemosyne��s response, Luo En let out a relieved sigh, his lips curling into a pleased smile.


    ��I did it five times!��


    ��Well, aren��t you impressive.��


    Mnemosyne gave Luo En a bland compliment next to her, her tone very perfunctory.


    However, correspondingly, the tension she felt towards Kronos had also significantly lessened.


    Seeing the Goddess of Memory��s mood somewhat relaxed, the gloom in Luo En��s heart also lightened considerably. He picked up a dry branch spear from the ground, staring firmly at the two Titan Giant Gods ahead, his gaze as resolute as steel.


    If they could kill the opponent once, twice, five times...


    Then they could kill him a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times!


    He had seen bosses with lockable weak points, but never one with a truly lockable health bar!


    ��Can we completely eliminate the opponent? Have you figured out any way?��


    ��It probably won��t work on my part, but maybe yours could...��


    Mnemosyne, her eyes flickering, replied solemnly.


    All the other nine Titan Main Gods were puppets controlled by the Divine King Kronos. Even if they were destroyed thousands of times, as long as the core controller, Kronos, was still alive, they could continuously regenerate.


    So, the only current solution was to find Kronos��s weakness and resolve the root of the problem.


    Hearing Mnemosyne��s words, Luo En couldn��t help but feel invigorated.


    ��Do you have a plan?��


    ��No, just some guesses...��

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    ?Chapter 620: Chapter 90: Urgent, How to Break Boss��s Health Lock? (4.8k)_3 Chapter 620: Chapter 90: Urgent, How to Break Boss��s Health Lock? (4.8k)_3 Mnemosyne gently stroked the scroll in her hand, casting a glance at Kronos in front of her, and answered honestly.


    Luo En��s face darkened as he reminded her weakly,


    ��You��ll have to guess fewer answers, I��m afraid I don��t have the energy to accompany you through a long process of trial and error.��


    After a series of intense battles, not only was his divine power nearly drained, but his divine blood was also nearly depleted.


    If this fierce fighting continued, it wouldn��t be Kronos��s weakness they found first; instead, he might be exhausted to death.


    Moreover...


    ��Not just me, the other chief gods also seem to be reaching their limits.��


    Luo En said, looking out over the area around Thessaly, where distortions and roars of battle erupted continuously.


    ...


    In the mountainous forests, Apollo and Artemis were struggling under the pincer attack of their great-grandparents. Their command over the moon and sun authority was restrained by the Titan main gods Coeus and Phoebe, forcing them to abandon the clash of authorities and rely on their individual talents in archery, hunting, and the golden sword to engage in a bout of physical combat with their ancestral relatives...


    To the east of Thessaly.


    The Titan gods Hyperion and Theia similarly suppressed the divorced couple, Hephaestus and Aphrodite.


    As gods of love and craftsmanship, neither were quite adept at fighting; if not for Hephaestus��s increased productivity following his remarriage, hoarding many rare and peculiar divine artifacts, he and Aphrodite would likely be the first to be eliminated in the camp of the new gods.


    In the northern lands of Thessaly.


    The battle between Demeter and her mother, the Titan goddess Rhea, was also grim. Rhea��s powers of time and abundance strongly suppressed Demeter��s life and agriculture authority.


    Plus, considering her natural compassion as a mother goddess, now reduced to such a plight due to her son��s betrayal and her husband��s brutality, the ever-emotional Demeter couldn��t help but resonate with her own situation, frequently becoming flustered and endangered in battle.


    To the south of Thessaly.


    The contest between Helios, god of weather, and Hermes, god of speed, was more evenly matched.


    Seeing the terrifying vitality of the Titan main gods, Hermes, the clever one, simply abandoned physical combat to engage in a game of speed and passion.


    In the coastal region, Hera alone faced the two Titan main gods, the river god Occeanos and the ocean goddess Thetis, in the most perilous situation.


    While a host of sea-related deities like Nereus, Tethys, and others like Hebei and Astraea from the War God Mountain reinforcements were also trying their best to cope, the massive waves surging toward the shore and the encircling giants already had them stretched thin, clearly unable to spare any additional energy to help Hera share the burden.


    Although the divine power of most of the Olympian gods was stronger than that of the Titans, they could only desperately kill these ancestors once or twice.


    But such near-bizarre immortality made all efforts seem futile.


    If the battle kept going this way, Olympus would ultimately be the side to fall.


    At that moment, upon Luo En��s reminder, Mnemosyne also realized this point and solemnly pronounced her judgment, her heart tightening.


    ��It��s not his body, it��s the ��Crown��! That must be the source of his immortality!��


    Her clear voice echoed across the battlefield, causing both Luo En and Kronos to change color simultaneously.


    ��Good! Very good! Mnemosyne, you have betrayed the Titans once again, betrayed your king!��


    Kronos roared in rage, his sanguine eyes menacingly turning towards Mnemosyne and the city behind her, followed by a slowly opening of six newly-grown arms, his face twisted as he bellowed.


    ��If that is so, then join this filthy world in death��Absolute Divine Decree, Time��s End!��


    In an instant, a golden and gray blaze ignited atop Kronos��s crown, and space and time around it began to fold and intertwine, creating a majestic spectacle.


    Ten divine emblems peeled off from above the crown, sketching out a perfect circle behind Kronos like an ancient clock.


    As Kronos tossed his giant scythe into the air, the divine artifact, which had once severed the genitals of Heavenly Father Uranos, fell into the face of the clock, turning into the hour and minute hands, slowly rotating.


    A dim landscape materialized on the star-filled clock face.


    It depicted an image of doomsday.


    The heavens and the earth seemed frozen in a painting, a ribbon of golden-black waves shot out from the clock face, cutting through the earth, the sky, and the ocean like a sharp paper cutter, extending into the boundless Chaos.


    At the end of the vision, the entire world appeared like a shattered mirror, revealing a massive, pitch-black chasm stretching for miles. Above the path, space crumbled, time became void, and all things seemed to be headed towards the destruction of the end!


    Seeing this, the Goddess of Memory��s complexion changed dramatically, and she quickly warned,


    ��This is bad, he is unleashing the ��Divine Authority��! We must stop him within ten minutes, otherwise once the time is up, this vision will become reality!��


    As Luo En watched the countdown to doomsday advance behind Kronos, he felt like crying but had no tears, casting a resentful look at Mnemosyne.


    Couldn��t you have whispered such a thing about his weakness?


    Now, you��ve directly provoked him, and he��s going to fight us to the death.

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    ?Chapter 621: Chapter 91 Your Daughter is Awesome! (5k) Chapter 621: Chapter 91 Your Daughter is Awesome! (5k) ��The Wheel of Apocalypse has turned, and your journey ends here!��


    Kronos, crowned atop his head, appeared as if he had already seated himself upon the highest throne, pronounced a sinister judgement upon these rebels as if they were but tiny ants.


    ��The time to wear the crown has come, and all life will dissolve into the past; heaven and earth, all things, will be reshaped! Let your deaths bear witness to the moment when I accomplish this great feat!��


    Immediately, the Titan King unfolded six arms, and specks of starry light dust floated up from the sea, the ground, the sky, the mountain ranges, and most plentifully from the carcasses of giants and Magic Beasts, forming billions of visible golden-red strands of light that converged into his countdown-turning wheel of light.


    Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!


    In the next moment, a dense shower of Magic Beams, sharp and shrill, mowed across the battlefield.


    The plots of land, corpses, and plants they touched melted away in an instant, like ice and snow under the scorching sun.


    ...


    And soon, the apocalyptic brilliance arrived in front of the Thessaly Fortress.


    ��This is the temple of the gods; this is the gate of heaven; it stops here, ends here!��


    Amid the solemn chant, a vast palm tree rose from the ground, its branches and leaves ablaze with golden flames, within which seemed to reflect an endless Star River and city-states of humanity living in peace and prosperity.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Explosions thundered incessantly��the colossal palm tree, tall as the sky, shuddered under the bright light of doom, its branches trembling, its glow flickering uncertainly.


    The images of city-states, as if made of substance, shattered into crystal-like fragments under the terrible tremors, scattering in all directions.


    The living beings sheltered within them were denied even the privilege of weeping in the face of disaster, swallowed in the blink of an eye by the blinding torrent of light.


    But in the end, the apocalyptic brilliance broke against the projection of [Heaven] cast by the great palm tree, never reaching the Thessaly Defense Line it sheltered.


    Watching his city behind him remain unscathed, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.


    ��Do you think it��s over? Your desperate struggle changes nothing!��


    Kronos sneered with disdain, rhythmically wielding his Authority, speaking full of scorn.


    ��Just as you couldn��t protect that false world, this place will likewise become the Foundation for my ascent to the Divine Throne!��


    By this time, the Titan King��s body had been clad in layers of hard black-gold Divine Armor, with strange faces covering the sides of his head, while the six arms at his back multiplied to ten, the first one beginning to burn with a blood-red Flame.


    And correspondingly, the first division of the dial had been completed.


    Nine more minutes!


    Luo En��s heart tightened, and he immediately drew the Gun of Nation Creation from the ground, attempting to rush at Kronos and prevent the activation of his [Divine Authority].


    However, as soon as he took a step, a host of Titan Divine Texts fell from the heavens.


    The Titan of souls and prophecy��Iapetos!


    Gazing at the towering figure that descended before him, crowned with the crimson Divine Emblem, Luo En ground his teeth in secret.


    ��Leave him to me!��


    The Goddess of Memory flashed forward, the pages of the book before her flipping wildly, the dense text firing at Iapetos like bullets, while she didn��t forget to remind Luo En.


    ��To unleash such a powerful [Divine Authority], Kronos must also be affected! This is our chance; we must be quick!��


    Even while coping with Iapetos, the Goddess of Memory strived to use the Divine Power of memory to interfere and corrode Kronos��s thoughts and consciousness, depriving him of his sensations or concepts of time and space.


    Seeing this, Luo En understood at once and activated the Goat��s Authority to hasten his charge toward the stationary Kronos.


    ��This traitor!��


    Hearing this targeted strategy and guidance, Kronos��s rage towards Mnemosyne deepened, wishing he could refine this sister on the spot.


    While Kronos was disturbed and dazed, Luo En had already rushed to the face of the Titan King, brandishing the long spear fiercely, aiming for the crown atop the latter��s head.


    ��Kronos Space!��


    In a critical moment, the Titan King immediately called upon his divine name, and the ten arms clenched into fists.


    Instantly, space hardened like crystal around him, as if a sealed dodecahedron crystal box, protecting Kronos firmly within.


    Bang!!!


    The Gun of Nation Creation struck the hardened crystal space, the shockwaves of Divine Power transmitting through these Chips.


    At once, a series of resonances and hums spread out, creating a peculiar crystal tremor effect, causing the entire space to ripple like waves upon water.


    In their path, all matter turned to dust.


    Luo En, caught in the onslaught, was flung backward, a trickling of golden-red Divine Blood spilling from a split in his palm.


    ��Overestimating yourself!��


    Kronos scoffed disdainfully as the second ball of Flame in his hand ignited.


    But before he could continue his mockery, Luo En had already forcibly steadied himself in mid-air and hurled the Gun of Nation Creation with all his might.


    Seeing the spear, swift as a meteor, Kronos snapped his mouth shut with a snort, flames around him dancing violently as the two arms ablaze with Flames crossed before his chest, once again activating the Space Authority to block the fierce strike.


    Yet, in the midst of the terrifying ripples created by the spatial turbulence, a golden figure surged forward against the tide.


    The twelve familiar phantasms within that golden Flame, with many animal heads, made Kronos��s eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

 Chapter 622 622 91 Your Daughter is Awesome (5k)_2

    ?Chapter 622: Chapter 91 Your Daughter is Awesome! (5k)_2 Chapter 622: Chapter 91 Your Daughter is Awesome! (5k)_2 Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!


    The next moment, those fists enveloped in golden flames struck out thousands of punches with lightning speed. The surrounding space erupted in ripples, instantly collapsing and exploding violently and nullifying the spatial disturbances.


    During the scattering of crystal dust, Luo En, transforming into Phanes the Primordial One with twelve incarnations, didn��t hesitate to launch an attack on the crown atop Kronos��s head.


    ��Klyos Storm!��


    In a frenzy, Kronos hurriedly borrowed the authority of the weather Titan, Klyios, to manipulate the airflow to dodge, while his ten arms flailed wildly, mounting a furious counterattack.


    Luo En instinctively raised his arms to block, but he was met with empty air as Kronos��s fists suddenly appeared behind him, smashing heavily into his back.


    Immediately afterward, before Luo En could steady himself, his ribs and abdomen were successively struck.


    ...


    Spatial transfer?


    Let��s see if you can break through this!


    In front of Luo En, patterns of light fluctuated, and the space twisted like a twisted magic cube, creating a completely misaligned labyrinth around him.


    Kronos��s spatially transferred fists suddenly lost their aim, and his wrist joints were continuously shattered by the spear��s edge wielded by Luo En.


    Even under the influence of divine authority, his arms quickly returned to normal, but as time passed, Kronos fought with increasing trepidation and decided to adopt the most cautious strategy.


    ��Gods, converge on me and stop this kid!��


    Immediately, the Titan Main Gods, who were fiercely battling the other Olympian gods, turned around and gathered toward Divine King Kronos.


    ��No way!��


    Artemis shouted fiercely, and driving her golden-horned deer chariot, she rammed head-on into the turning Coeus and Phoebe.


    Under the fierce collision of divine power, the two golden-horned deer, along with the entire chariot, exploded into a cloud of blood mist and metal fragments.


    Seeing his sister do this, Apollo, grinding his teeth, drew the golden longsword from his waist and desperately intercepted the two Titan Main Gods attempting to come to Kronos��s aid.


    Almost simultaneously, sensing something amiss, the remaining Olympian gods went ruthless.


    Even the most life-preserving and slippery Hermes couldn��t help but dive into a frenzy, charging directly at the weather Titan Klyios to hold him back from assisting.


    This is it! Consider it a return for the last favor!


    However, due to the two-front battle at the Seacoast Wall and Thessaly, the new generation of gods was severely lacking in chief god-level combat power.


    Especially Hera, who had to face two Titan Main Gods alone during this crisis, obviously found herself at a disadvantage.


    ��Occhanos! Thetis!��


    Noticing this, Kronos immediately shouted at the two Titan Main Gods near the coast of Thessaly.


    The Titans�� bodies shook, and the divine emblems above their heads resonated harmoniously, casting a bloody radiance onto the sea surface.


    Splash... Splash...


    The tumultuous roar of the waves surged incessantly. Sirens, Lamia, giant octopuses, and various other ferocious sea beasts responded to the call of the two Titan Main Gods, emerging from the water.


    Driven mad by the scent of blood, they bellowed furiously, causing a violent swell as they surged toward the Thessaly coastline, vowing to devour all living creatures in their path.


    As the barely maintained defense line suffered frequent impacts from these monsters and began to falter, Nereus, Hebei, Astraea, Tethys, and other deities had to exhaust all efforts to annihilate the charging sea beasts, having no time to hinder the two Titan Main Gods.


    Meanwhile, Occhanos and Thetis seized this opportunity to launch a sudden assault. They divided their tasks clearly, one intercepting Hera while the other broke through the Thunderbolt Arrow Rain summoned by the Heart-seeking Bow to charge at the Thessaly defense line, attempting to assist Divine King Kronos.


    Upon seeing the imposing figures charging fiercely toward him, King Thessaly roared a warning from atop the city walls.


    ��We cannot let them pass!��


    ��Let me handle this!��


    Hercules leapt down from the city walls, attempting to intercept Occhanos.


    Yet, a towering figure burst forth from the ranks of the giants, directly confronting Hercules.


    ��Your opponent is me!��


    The Atlas Titan, Atlas, with his strong physique, brutally collided with Hercules, stubbornly holding him back.


    Seeing the reinforcements obstructed, the city��s scarce resources also began to mobilize.


    ��Amazons, charge with me!��


    ��Spartan Divine Blood Guard, form up!��


    The Spartan twins and Hippolyte Yama led their elite troops out of the city gates, forming a pincer movement toward the Titan Main God Occhanos.


    In the relentless battles, the Thessaly side��s Divine Blood Heroes were either severely injured and unconscious, fell fiercely in battle, or were still entangled with various opponents, unable to spare any more manpower to hold back a Titan God.


    At this moment, these lower-ranked Divine Blood Guards were their last reliance.


    ��Magic Reason, Omniscient Retrospection, Analyze, Annihilation!��


    ��Gods above, bestow your merciful love here, and add your glory to their bodies!��


    Simultaneously, atop the city walls, Medea, Helen, and other spellcasters also provided long-distance support.


    Buzz!


    Large circles and small circles, regular and reverse layers densely packed together and nested within each other��successive magic circle diagrams rose and operated, launching beams of magic power onto the giants�� ranks, plowing open blood-red trenches, disrupting the rhythm of these monsters�� attack, and paving the way for the Spartan and Amazon troops.

 Chapter 623 623 91 Your Daughter is Awesome (5k)_3

    ?Chapter 623: Chapter 91 Your Daughter is Awesome! (5k)_3 Chapter 623: Chapter 91 Your Daughter is Awesome! (5k)_3 The Spartan twins and Hippolyta, having successfully broken through, were now bending their bows and nocking arrows to shoot at the Titan Giant God that was almost within reach.


    With the twang of bowstrings, a dense rain of arrows suddenly fell.


    But within the dull clinks and clanks, those arrows endowed with Divine Power were completely deflected by the water-blue halo around Occhanos.


    To try to harm a Titan Deity with human weapons and strength was still too much of a stretch.


    Yet even so, neither the Spartan nor the Amazon armies hesitated as they raised their Spear and Shield, unsheathed their swords, and thrust and hacked at the enormous creature approaching them.


    The Spartan Long Spears, made of bronze, struck the Giant God��s ankle, sparking a trail of fire; the Amazon swords, engraved with Divine Patterns, chopped at the monster��s knee, leaving behind a shallow white mark.


    The scene before them was like ants charging at an elephant, seemingly futile and ineffective.


    ...


    But if once wasn��t enough, what about ten times, a hundred times, a thousand?


    The constant dripping wears away the stone!


    ��Attack!��


    Without a moment��s hesitation, Hippolyta and the Spartan twins altered their flanking formation and launched wave after wave of assaults on the advancing Occhanos.


    One by one, the Amazons and Spartans, undeterred by the risk of their limbs being shattered or being trampled into mush, boldly approached the Giant God.


    Some drew their swords to chop, some raised their spears to stab, and others wielded their blades to slash, repeatedly attacking the wounds desperately inflicted by their comrades on the Giant God��s body.


    Gradually, the insignificant cracks spread, and the shallow white marks became deep enough to see bone.


    ��Bang!��


    Finally, after nearly a hundred casualties, the marching Giant God stumbled and fell to the ground, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.


    They had succeeded!


    They managed to hold back Occhanos!


    Those watching the battle from the city walls were inspired and couldn��t help cheering for their warriors.


    However, in the face of absolute strength, the tenacity born of courage could only hold out for so long.


    Occhanos, who had fallen to the ground, only paused for a moment before the wound on his leg began to heal quickly under the wrap of the water-blue halo.


    The outcome the Spartan and Amazon armies had bought with the lives of a hundred people didn��t even delay the Giant God for a minute.


    What was even more fatal was that Occhanos seemed to understand that he needed to deal with the insects at his feet first in order to proceed without trouble, so he immediately set his Authority in motion.


    In an instant, a water-blue Magic Circle Diagram formed in midair; Occhanos drew a sky-blue Longsword hundreds of meters long, and with a thunderous crash, slammed it down upon the insects below.


    Hippolyta and Penthesilea, who were closest to the action, stiffened and looked up, their field of vision suddenly filled with sky-blue Water Light.


    The area was too vast; there was no escape!


    ��Blood of Ares, ignite!��


    The sisters�� eyes flashed with determination as they simultaneously shouted, choosing to ignite their Divine Blood for one last stand.


    However, the flames ignited by the two only lasted for a moment before being engulfed by the azure blade.


    To fight a Deity with a mortal��s body, the outcome was predetermined.


    After all, courage cannot replace strength.


    Watching the azure Water Light fall on the battlefield, the people on the walls of Thessaly City involuntarily turned away, unable to bear the sight of the carnage to come.


    ��Spurt!��


    At the last moment, Occhanos was pierced through the chest by a blood-colored Javelin, sending his body crashing backward.


    At the same time, a huge Poison Dragon descended from the sky onto the battlefield, spitting blood-red tongues of flame, and fixed its vertical pupils menacingly on the surroundings.


    The warrior clad in Bronze Armor atop the dragon let go of the reins, removed his helmet, revealing a handsome yet arrogant face, and coldly watched Occhanos who lay in the dust.


    ��My daughter is not someone else��s to discipline!��


    Hippolyta and Penthesilea, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at the man who appeared before them in astonishment.


    ��Father God?��


    ��What are you standing around for? Can��t walk? Stand up!��


    The man grunted in displeasure, slowly drew his sword glowing with a tricolored brilliance from his waist, and pointed it toward Occhanos, who was getting up from the crater.


    ��As long as you��re not dead, then follow me and attack! There are no cowards in my bloodline!��


    ��Attack! Attack! Attack!��


    Simultaneously, deafening shouts came from the sea near Thessaly.


    Hundreds of warships burst through the fog, racing forward.


    On deck, the Dragon Tooth Soldiers turned winches, loaded crossbow artillery, while wild-dressed Priests and mages charged the Demon Crystals with energy,


    And a robust middle-aged man rode a Dragon Chariot into the sky, as hundreds of tamed Two-legged Flying Dragons took off in succession, following closely behind the man.


    ��It��s our father! Sister, father has come to help us!��


    On the walls of Thessaly City, the young Prince of Colchis recognized his valiant father and excitedly cheered to his sister Medea.


    And from afar, watching the Colchis fleet, a line spread from the clouds, quickly engulfing the nearby seas, with blood-red bands of light cutting through like sharp swords.


    Under the stirring of the crimson glow, the sea boiled and roiled, bubbles erupting in succession, as the Sea Beasts once controlled by the Authority of Thetis, now fought each other in a frenzy,


    Their crimson blood continuously spouting on the surface of the sea, overflowing, creating a bizarre color.


    And within the Colchis fleet, whether it was the Flying Dragon cavalry in the sky or the Dragon Tooth Soldiers on deck, their bodies were covered with a thick layer of blood-red Armor.


    Reaction, speed, strength, and even the desire to attack all visibly increased several-fold.


    From that moment on, they were warriors born for battle, ready to fight for this victory until the very last moment of their lives!


    The Authority of the War God?


    You��ve finally arrived, Ares!


    Luo En��s face broke into a satisfied smile; he then retracted the probe of his spirit and turned to face Kronos, who already had seven arms glowing with fire, with all his might.


    Just three more minutes!

 Chapter 624 624 92 The Main Palace Awakens ()

    ?Chapter 624: Chapter 92: The Main Palace Awakens! () Chapter 624: Chapter 92: The Main Palace Awakens! () ��Chaotic Heavy Rain!��


    Seeing that his call for aid was futile, Kronos roared furiously, his ten arms crossing behind him and vibrating intensely.


    The Chaotic Power formed by the fusion of Titan Powers turned into sharp, needle-like black rain in front of him, shooting towards his opponent, who had already charged up to him, covering the sky and overwhelming the earth.


    Once hit by this black rain imbued with Chaotic Power, everything within range would be devoured of its vitality and decomposed into basic elements.


    Luo En didn��t dodge or evade, instead, he held the Gun of Nation Creation upright in front of him. The Wheel behind him turned as golden wings burst open dramatically, with Titan Divine Text, Hermes Script, and linear characters emerging on the feathers as if countless voices were calling out in unison from the depths.


    ��Light, stop here!��


    In the next moment, the chaotic world cleared, as beams of light interwoven with golden threads descended from the sky like meteors, striking towards the crown atop Kronos�� head with the force of a thousand thunders.


    ...


    The shattered pitch-black void was filled with golden radiance; the dense, needle-like black rain was dissolved inch by inch, and even the armor and skin on Kronos began to show signs of cracking under this immense pressure.


    ��You wish!��


    However, at this critical juncture, Kronos didn��t hesitate to raise the ten arms behind him towards his head, protecting the Crown that bore his Authority.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Within the dull thuds, Kronos�� ten arms were nearly shattered completely, but in the end, he stubbornly withstood Luo En��s powerful strike.


    Then, taking advantage of the shockwave, the Titan King managed to increase the distance between them again and began to chant with solemn lips.


    ��Rhea Life!��


    Suddenly, the mangled short limbs wriggled and healed rapidly, and the shattered ten arms were restored in an instant.


    And this time, there were eight bursts of firelight on the arms!


    Two minutes!


    ��Star Breath, Life Rush, with this brilliance, cleanse the filth and purge the evil!��


    Luo En chanted the Divine Word rapidly, pushing the Authority brought by faith to its limit.


    In an instant, countless speckles of starlight, as if answering a call, drifted from mountains, rivers, lands, seas, and converged into Luo En��s Gun of Nation Creation, forming a white-hot column of light that pierced through heaven and earth, mingling with the vast expanse of the starry realm.


    In the next instant, waving the spear forward summoned thousands of Light Spears from the sky, focused on Kronos, who had just regained his footing.


    ��Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!��


    Under the relentless assault, the ground was almost plowed seven or eight times over by the Light Spears, causing the earth below to further crack open, revealing craters that seemed to lead straight into the Abyss.


    And Kronos, unable to avoid them, let out successive muffled groans amidst the spreading dust.


    As the dust settled, the mountainous body of the Titan was impaled with blazing white Light Spears, and golden-red Divine Blood gushed from the wounds, almost forming a small pond at his feet.


    But even now, looking like a pitifully studded hedgehog, Luo En held no relaxation on his taut face; if anything, the shadows in his eyes grew darker.


    Because,


    The Crown atop the Titan King��s head remained intact, with the Divine Emblems within it rapidly activating [Life] Authority, visibly mending his broken body.


    At the same time, the Ninth Group��s fire was already lit in the hands behind Kronos.


    One minute, no more time!


    Luo En��s expression became strained, as he desperately tried to get close to Kronos, who was about to unleash the Divine Authority.


    ��It��s useless! All your struggles are in vain; you can��t do anything! You can only watch helplessly as I take everything you hold dear~!��


    While retreating, Kronos�� lips curled upward into a hideous smile, mocking his opponent who attempted to get close like a hyena, venting his humiliation and rage.


    ��Whoosh!��


    The burning Gun of Nation Creation was thrown from Luo En��s hand, fast as a shooting star, fierce as thunder.


    But to miss by a fraction is to lose by a mile.


    ��Dang!��


    The spear grazed past Kronos�� cheek and flew by, while the sound of a distant bell simultaneously chimed.


    ��This is your final resistance? Your aim is this bad, it��s laughable!��


    Kronos mocked with a cold laugh, looking out over the ruins where the gods and humans lay gasping for survival, slowly unfurling all ten of his flamed arms, assuming a ferocious posture to declare the end of this world.


    ��The time of judgment has arrived; your resistance ends here! Misbegotten fools, raise your heads. I grant you the grace to open your eyes, to behold the majestic scene of my great achievement before you scatter like ashes, ha ha ha ha ha!��


    The myriad beams of light that stained the sky materialized behind Kronos, their fearsome might climbing higher and higher.


    Under a blood-red twilight, the hearts of the New Gods and humans plummeted, as if smelling the scent of death and destruction.


    Crack!


    However, a faint sound of breaking abruptly cut Kronos�� laughter short.


    His body stiffened, and reflexively looking up with the reflection of the Water Light, he saw his Crown.


    The Crown was still there!


    Then how...


    Suddenly, Kronos seemed to realize something and slightly turned his head to look behind him.


    There, a spear resembling a withered branch was intricately inserted into the dial-like halo behind him, completely piercing the Giant Scythe that acted as a pointer.


    ��Looks like I hit the mark?��


    Luo En dusted off his hands, revealing a knowing smile.


    Just as there��s often more than one path to the other side, there was more than one way to stop Kronos from unleashing the Divine Authority.

 Chapter 625 625 92 The Main Palace Awakens ()_2

    ?Chapter 625: Chapter 92: The Main Palace Awakens! ()_2 Chapter 625: Chapter 92: The Main Palace Awakens! ()_2 Besides destroying Kronos��s ��Crown�� and defeating the Titan King directly as Mnemosyne had stated, another way to avert the crisis was to destroy the light behind Kronos and halt the ��Time��s End�� spells.


    After Mnemosyne��s public announcement, Kronos was on guard, making it difficult to succeed within a limited time using the first method.


    Therefore, after several failed attempts, Luo En had no choice but to settle for a secondary plan, focusing on disrupting the ��Time��s End�� spells.


    To ensure the feasibility of his plan, he continuously lured Kronos into diverting all his defensive attention to the ��Crown�� on his head, thus overlooking another potential breakthrough to resolve the crisis.


    Luo En snapped his fingers, and a crown woven from letters, musical notes, and pages above his head emitted a clear and resounding chime.


    Kronos��s mind trembled as if a layer of fog had been torn in his brain, and memories he hadn��t realized he had forgotten suddenly became clear.


    ��Divine Memory, the Spiritual Thought Crown!


    ...


    Damn it, the blessings of Mnemosyne and the Muses have clouded my judgment!


    Kronos realized the crux of the issue and wanted nothing more than to rush over and kill the traitor among the Titan Main Gods.


    However, before the Titan King could clean house, Luo En��s lifted hand suddenly clenched.


    ��Bzzz!��


    In an instant, the Gun of Nation Creation behind Kronos ignited with dazzling flames, and as the countdown timer cracked with a piercing sound, it suddenly exploded, releasing surging Divine Power in all directions.


    Kronos, caught off guard, plummeted to the ground like a fallen star, crashing heavily.


    As Kronos hit the ground, Luo En unhesitatingly summoned dense Divine Patterns, which pelted down on Kronos��s head like a storm.


    For a moment, the battlefield was ablaze with fire and booming with explosions.


    Accompanied by the backlash of Divine Authority and the attacks from a formidable enemy, the Crown atop Kronos��s head finally reached its limit.


    ��Crack~��


    Cracks of light climbed up the Crown of Sovereignty, the ten Divine Emblems as its Foundation flickering unstably, and countless stardust sprinkled from the fractures.


    The bodies of the nine Titan Main Gods on the battlefield shuddered in unison, their movements stiffening as their speed, strength, and Authority plummeted sharply.


    Similarly, Kronos��s self-healing and regeneration visibly suffered, his shattered arms failing to restore.


    It��s working!


    Seeing this, the New Gods and humans on the battlefield felt a surge of encouragement, almost envisioning the light of victory as they seized the opportunity of the Titan Gods�� malfunction to launch a counterattack.


    The scales of victory tilted towards the side of Thessaly.


    Meanwhile, at Mount Olympus.


    In the spacious and cold Great Temple, lightning flickered as Divine King Zeus, sitting alone on the Divine Throne, watched the Giants and Titans retreat on the Lower Realm battlefield, brimming with rage.


    ��A bunch of useless creatures! Even given the opportunity, you are worthless!��


    As the situation became clearer, an impatient Zeus stood up abruptly from his Divine Throne, his eyes filled with a sinister hue.


    ~~


    Pew pew pew pew!


    On the Thessaly Battlefield, Luo En continuously swung the Gun of Nation Creation, bypassing Kronos��s ten flailing arms to target the soon-to-shatter Crown.


    ��It��s useless! This is not the end! Everything is just beginning!��


    As Kronos strenuously resisted, he gnashed his teeth in a ferocious roar.


    ��Even if you can destroy this Crown and defeat this shell, I will still descend again from the Divine Throne! Time and again, I will lead the Giants from below to the surface, to exterminate humanity, eradicate the New Gods, and reestablish the order of the Titans!��


    In the heat of battle, Luo En heard this, observing the anger without fear in Kronos��s eyes, and his brow raised slightly.


    The ��Crown�� is merely his Weakness, not his Dead Spot?


    Is the ��Divine Throne�� that allows his descent located elsewhere?


    Forget it, it doesn��t matter, everyone in this battle is reaching their limits. Even if Kronos personally revealed the whereabouts of the ��Divine Throne�� to him, his side might not have the manpower or strength to deliver the final blow.


    Better to get through this moment first!


    Thinking this, Luo En immediately focused his mind, his body arching dramatically backward like a drawn bow; the Gun of Nation Creation in his hands ignited with golden flames, surging Divine Power pouring into it, its might climbing steadily.


    However, just as the spear tip was about to strike, a series of thunderclaps exploded in the sky, three red meteors with long fiery tails cleaved through the dark Star River, plummeting directly towards the Sea of Okeanos.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    In an instant, three dazzling firelights surged from the sea��s surface, causing vast amounts of metal material to scatter into the upper atmosphere.


    Three Giants, each with 50 heads and 100 arms, rose from the flames and ashes, roaring as they threw rocks, crushing the metal statues and buildings on ten metal islands one after another.


    In a moment, the sea��s surface churned, and the islands that the Bronze Clan had laboriously built split apart, sinking into the pitch-black seabed.


    As the shockwaves from the outer islands spread inward, the Interstellar City Mountain Range on the Metal Continent under the starlight also began to shake violently, dense smoke billowing.


    Countless Automaton Soldiers, area-annihilation devices, and fleets burst into fireballs under the divine rhythm.


    ��The remnants of the Bronze abusing the name of the gods, misusing Divine Power, their crimes must be punished!��


    In the sky, silvery-gray thunder transformed into a giant face, emitting a sinister decree.

 Chapter 626 626 92 The Main Palace Awakens ()_3

    ?Chapter 626: Chapter 92: The Main Palace Awakens! ()_3 Chapter 626: Chapter 92: The Main Palace Awakens! ()_3 At that moment, the Bronze Mechanical Gods, who were joining forces with the Sea God Temple and War God Mountain to combat Typhon and his Demon Army, couldn��t help but shudder before turning their heads angrily to look up at the Thunderbolts in the sky and the three Hundred-Handed Giants wreaking havoc on the Metal Continent.


    ��Why destroy us?��


    ��Cannot understand! Cannot accept!��


    ��Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!��


    The surviving Mechanical Gods and Automaton Soldiers immediately ascended, launching an attack on the Thunderbolts in the sky.


    Watching the metallic creatures approaching them, a sinister laugh came from the clouds.


    ��Obstinate fools! Overestimating yourselves!��


    ...


    Immediately after, the Thunderbolt transformed into a giant and hurled a spear of lightning.


    ��Boom!��


    Instantly, the remaining Mechanical Gods and Automaton Soldiers exploded into fireballs, and the entire Metal Continent was pierced by the light spear, which then slowly sank to the seabed, fragmented in pieces.


    Amidst the destruction and ruin, the Thunderbolt vanished without a trace, as if it had never been there.


    But with the Mechanical Gods and Automaton Soldiers gone, the previously tenuous control over Typhon��s Beast Tide broke, as the waves rolled over the Sea God Temple��s lone defenses and swarmed toward the coastal wall.


    ��Zeus!!��


    Poseidon turned to see such a scene, his eyes splitting with fury and grief.


    Although he and his Divine King brother never got along and had often vied for the throne, this time he had put everything on the line, not for his own selfish desires but for the survival of Olympus!


    Little did he expect that while he was desperately blocking Typhon in the Sea of Okeanos, his Divine King brother would betray him with a sudden stab in the back, destroying the entire Bronze Clan.


    Not again!


    My Atlantis was destroyed, now my Olympus too!


    I��ll fight you to the end!


    With intense humiliation, Poseidon��s eyes turned blood-red as he grabbed his Trident and charged towards Mount Olympus in the stars.


    As the God of the Sea departed, a massive storm arose in the Sea of Okeanos, with Demon Ancestor Typhon carrying gigantic waves, sweeping towards the Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    ��Bang!��


    The new gods and humanity��s carefully built coastal wall were instantly swallowed by the colossal waves and fierce wind, Athena and Medusa both retreating with Divine Shields held high, golden-red blood oozing from their lips.


    After continuous fierce battles, both goddesses were already at their limits.


    Now, deprived of support from the Bronze Clan and the Sea God Temple, they naturally couldn��t hold their ground alone.


    ��Want to die? Your king shall oblige!��


    Typhon��s menacing laugh echoed as the Storm Hammer in his hand, wrapped in divine might, slammed down hard onto the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    The sky-high waves and Magic Beasts within the sea overran the defenses, relentlessly crushing towards the Acropolis of Athens.


    The most effective way to eradicate a deity��s influence is to destroy her temple and extinguish her Sacred Flame!


    Watching the overwhelming waves, the old and weak citizens of Athens hid behind the fortress walls, shivering and filled with despair.


    As the city was about to be submerged in the natural disaster unleashed by Typhon, a cool voice echoed in the starry sky.


    ��The time for judgment has come, heed the voice of the stars, declare that thy goodness weighs less than thy sins, justice must be executed, order shall be restored��Stellar Court!��


    The cool, ethereal chants came from War God Mountain as the sky sharply darkened. Stellar radiance, summoned from the vast cosmos, fell like a sheer curtain, blocking the tidal waves.


    A blindfolded Goddess, clad in a gown and wielding the Sword of Justice, stepped forward in the air.


    The Star Balance on the sword hilt tilted heavily towards Typhon��s side, as if bearing the wails and cries of countless departed souls; the other side rose high, the thick starlight emitting a solemn and cold aura, pure and beautiful.

 Chapter 627 627 92 I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k)

    ?Chapter 627: Chapter 92: I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k) Chapter 627: Chapter 92: I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k) Starlight and flames merged into a splendid and sturdy bulwark, remaining unwavering under the onslaught of gigantic waves and fierce winds.


    The surviving Athenians rose cautiously, looking up at the two figures in the sky.


    The image of the lightly veiled figure, holding scales and a lamp while scattering seeds of fire, struck a familiar chord.


    ��It��s Lady Themis!��


    ��And Lady Hestia, they��ve come to save us!��


    Soon, scholars from the Academy of Athens, versed in law and governance, and women rooted in the kitchen, tirelessly toiling for their families, were the first to react, bursting into excited shouts and cheers.


    Indeed, these were two of the chief deities the Athenians worshipped day and night in the Great Temple.


    ...


    One set the systems and laws currently in place, and the other nurtured the prosperity of families and culture.


    It was due to these great deeds that their statues were placed in the Great Temple, alongside Wisdom Goddess Athena, receiving the offerings and worship of the Athenians, jointly carrying out the duty of being Athens�� guardian deities.


    Although for some unknown reason, the two goddesses had never appeared before, the whole of Greece, not just Athens, had always remembered their achievements, and the sacrifices and faith towards them had never ceased.


    Women silently called upon the name of Goddess Hestia, enjoying the warmth and convenience brought by the flames to cook delicious meals that fed each family member, bringing about the expansion and prosperity of their lineage;


    Scholars swore in front of the statue of Justice Goddess Themis to build order within the city-state using the systems and laws they had learned, to uphold justice and benefit the people;


    In this shared aspiration for a better life, their prayers were answered at this moment.


    Fortunately, they had woken up...


    Athena glanced back at Themis and Hestia, who had shown up at the critical moment to save the day, and let out a slight sigh of relief, the tension in her heart easing somewhat.


    But then, seeing the Beast Tide swarming onto the shore and Demon Ancestor Typhon advancing with the waves, the face of the Wisdom Goddess once again darkened, as she clenched her teeth and glared towards Mount Olympus, hidden among the stars.


    She was shameless!


    At the inception of Olympus, her Father God��s actions were somewhat humanlike, willing to maintain a facade of order and justice;


    And abandoning Thessaly earlier, watching idly as giants and Magic Beasts ran rampant, thereby weakening the resistance of New Gods and humans, was barely excusable as a tactic of power play and balance. Considering the average moral standards of the Greek gods, this could only be viewed as regrettable but not indefensible;


    But now, not only did he stand by idly, but at the crucial moment, he descended personally, eradicating the Bronze Clan that was resisting Typhon��s Beast Tide, and sanctimoniously declared ��the remnants of Bronze shall be purged.��


    With such resolve, why didn��t you act at the beginning of the war? Why wait until the moment the Old Gods�� clan began to falter?


    Do you think everyone is a fool? Or did you never intend to give us a chance to live?


    Athena��s face shifted between sun and shadow, involuntarily gripping the Spear of Victory and Aegis Shield tightly in her hands.


    At that moment, Typhon on the sea surface glanced at the intermingling azure water and silvery thunder in the sky, then looked down scornfully at the New Gods and humans desperately resisting on the coast, letting out a mocking laugh.


    ��Heh, it seems that even ��Heavenly Destiny�� is on our side.��


    Clearly, he had also realized that Zeus was blatantly favoring one side, thus giving the Old Gods an opportunity to annihilate the New Gods and humans.


    ��Victory is in my hands! Glory is in my hands!��


    Athena stood proudly, the Spear of Victory and the Aegis Shield in her hands clashing together, making an exhilarating sound of resonance.


    ��You want it? Come take it!��


    In a flash, gold patterns spread out like ripples in water, extending over the soldiers and heroes stationed on the coastal wall, kindling boundless courage and fighting spirit in their hearts, lifting their heads high and shouting in unison.


    ��You want it? Come take it!��


    ��You want it? Come take it!��


    ��You want it? Come take it!��


    Wave after wave of shouts dispelled the cold, tore through the surf, and even shattered the clouds above and the typhoon at sea.


    For a moment, the Beast Tide that had nearly breached the coastal wall was forcefully pushed back into the sea.


    ��How arrogant!��


    Furious, Typhon dragged his towering and ferocious body ashore, prepared to gnaw through this tough bone personally.


    Arrogant? Then let��s be arrogant once more!


    Without the Bronze Clan, without Poseidon, I can still hold this defense line!


    Athena summoned the Golden Saint Cloth, pushing her divine power to the extreme, transforming into a golden light, and charged directly towards the oncoming Demon Ancestor Typhon and the vast Beast Tide behind him.


    ��Break formation, charge!��


    ��Fight! Fight! Fight!��


    Golden, silver, and cyan sparks rose from behind the coastal wall, following the footsteps of the Wisdom and Victory Goddess without hesitation, shouting as they headed into battle.


    And a warm flame and a brilliant starlight also appeared on the flanks of the troops, clearing the storm-induced fog and waves, clearing the way forward for the group.


    The three goddesses pushed their authority to the limit, desperately delaying Typhon��s approach to the shore.


    One by one, heroes clad in Sacred Robes fought to the death amid the Beast Tide, using their flesh and sacrifices to block the spread of the frenzied beasts, trapping them on the sea��s surface.


    They had given it their all, reaching their own limits.


    What remained was only to hope for a miracle, to hope for the battlefield behind them!


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Thessaly.


    Witnessing the dark clouds over the Sea of Okeanos and the intertwined lightning and water light at Mount Olympus, the New Gods and humans on the battlefield were filled with shock and anger.

 Chapter 628 628 92 I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k)_2

    ?Chapter 628: Chapter 92: I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k)_2 Chapter 628: Chapter 92: I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k)_2 Their King of Gods betrayed them!


    Not only did he strike down the Bronze Clan, who were fully engaged in combating Typhon��s demon army, but he also lured away Poseidon, causing the defenses of the Sea of Okeanos to verge on collapse.


    Had the Justice Goddess Themis and the Goddess of the Hearth Hestia not returned, by the time Typhon had toppled the Great Temple of Athens and extinguished the Sacred Flame on the altar, Thessaly would now be facing a pincer attack from the Giant Spirit Clan and the Demon Beast Clan.


    And once Typhon and Kronos had successfully joined forces, even growing eight more heads each would have been insufficient.


    All shame was lost!


    Not only humans, but even the New Gods were secretly cursing the King of Olympus, who stabbed them in the back at a critical moment.


    Even Ares, the God of War, and Hermes, the God of Speed, who had sided with Zeus during the rebellion, couldn��t help but feel a chill.


    ...


    One had thought the three-hundred-year truce would bring a brief peace among the gods.


    But it appeared the Father God had no intention of settling scores after fall; instead, he took drastic action during this divine war!


    Now, standing on this battlefield and fighting alongside humans, did this signify another form of betrayal?


    So afterward, when it came to accountability, would His Majesty the King of Gods also hate them and take them all down together?


    Or perhaps, ��Punishment�� had already begun...


    Watching the azure Light Rain falling among the stars and the battlefield, which seemed to have received divine nourishment, sank the hearts of Ares and Hermes.


    Lord Bo was being foolish!


    Luo En sighed and accelerated as he rushed towards Kronos, whose wounds were rapidly healing in the deep pit.


    Charging directly up to Mount Olympus to fiercely confront Zeus, this time Lord Bo was likely to be doomed.


    Even if he miraculously survived, he��d probably barely escape with his skin.


    At the very least in this Divine War, the Sea God��s Temple was practically out of the picture, mostly unreliable.


    Now, with a significantly weakened coastal defense line teetering under Typhon��s fierce assaults, he had to quickly finish the first half and then go support Athena and the others.


    Otherwise, once Typhon broke through the blockade and extinguished the Sacred Flame of War God Mountain, he would probably have to face the two King of Gods directly.


    By then, even if he had immense skills, reversing the defeat would be extremely difficult.


    But since Luo En had figured this out, Kronos wasn��t a fool either.


    As long as he and the Giant Spirit Clan steadfastly held back the New Gods and humans of Thessaly and waited for Typhon, who had the upper hand, to defeat the three goddesses of War God Mountain and come to support him, the balance of victory would naturally shift towards the Old Gods.


    Thinking this, the Titan King discarded his hesitations and fears in the deep pit and roared, swinging his ten arms, entangling himself with his opponent.


    Time was pressing, Luo En struck with a killer move as soon as he started, the Gun of Nation Creation swinging swiftly to sever those spreading limbs; spells formed of various divine powers hurled towards Kronos like money was no object, blasting the Titan��s mountainous body with flesh and bones flying everywhere...


    ��Rhea Life!��


    ��Rhea Life!��


    ��Rhea Life!��


    But it seemed Kronos had pegged that Luo En had no time for a drawn-out fight and decisively abandoned frontal suppression, instead opting to fully stimulate the Life Authority of Time and the Fertile Titan Rhea to heal himself, thus securely trapping Luo En.


    Seeing the dark clouds gathering denser over the coastline and the destructive typhoon blowing out the furnace and obliterating the starlight, Luo En��s heart trembled, and he paused.


    Perfect opportunity!


    Seeing this chance, Kronos��s eyes brightened, immediately switching from defense to offense, his arms transforming into long spears, thrusting towards his opponent��s chest.


    ��Pu! Pu!��


    The sharp sound cutting through the air, blood splattering, two spear-like arms penetrated Luo En��s body, bringing out chunks of fresh blood and severing nearly his entire chest and abdomen open.


    Boy, you had it coming today!


    Kronos, feeling the warmth from his hand, smelled the blood filling the air, his face a mix of thrill and triumph.


    However, just as he prepared to vibrate his arms, completely tearing apart this loathsome opponent, that broken body suddenly ignited into blazing golden flames.


    ��Flame Spirit, winged deity, burn thyself with Fragrant Wood, pass through death to return to life; celebrate with poetry and wine, reappear in brilliance!��


    Along with those blood-soaked lips silently chanting, a clear bird��s cry came from the golden flames.


    A bird with golden feathers, resembling a giant eagle, stretched its wings within the fire.


    Is this... a Phoenix?!


    Kronos, caught in the flames�� glare, had an ominous feel, his pupils constricting sharply.


    But before he could react, that ��dried meat�� hanging from his arm suddenly opened its golden eyes and hurled a barren branch-like long spear from his palm.


    At such close range, it was unavoidable!


    The spear tip instantly penetrated Kronos��s crown, stirring Authority, ten Divine Emblems twisted and then exploded violently, the fierce firelight immediately engulfing the large and small figures.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the coastal wall.


    Typhon broke through the interception of the three goddesses, stepping onto the coast, ready to destroy this defensive line once and for all.


    ��Never!��


    Medusa, staying on the city wall, suddenly widened her eyes, pushing the power of the Magic Eye to its limit.


    Typhon��s massive body abruptly paused, but he quickly forcefully freed himself from Medusa��s binding.


    Medusa, suffering a backlash, couldn��t help but vomit a mouthful of Golden Blood, her complexion deathly pale, her body swaying.


    Smelling the blood filling the air, Typhon looked at the Gorgon Demon in front of him with surprise and greed.


    ��Pontos, Phorcys, Keto, Athena... you��ve absorbed so many deities�� Divinities and still managed compatibility. Incredible! Such a delight!��

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    ?Chapter 629: Chapter 92: I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k)_3 Chapter 629: Chapter 92: I Was Clearly Here First (5.3k)_3 Nearly a hundred dragon heads spat pitch-black forked tongues, licking their slightly excited and dry lips, unabashedly displaying their ghostly father��s true nature.


    ��My dear daughter, let me consume you willingly!��


    With that, Demon Ancestor Typhon opened his massive jaws without hesitation, tearing through the coastal wall��s protective barrier and lunging at his own daughter.


    ��Roar! Roar!��


    Just as Medusa was about to meet her demise in the jaws of the dragon, two dark shadows leaped over the high wall and ferociously collided with Demon Ancestor Typhon.


    One bore nine giant serpent heads that spewed poison, while the other, made of bronze and iron, featured three heads��a lion, a goat, and a venomous snake.


    It was none other than Hydra and the King of the Triple-Headed Monsters, Chimera.


    ...


    Realizing the peril of the coastal wall, the offspring of Typhon from War God Mountain had also moved into action.


    ��Attack together!��


    The hundred-headed dragon, Ladon, took flight, and streaks of magic light patterns emerged in front of him, a dense mesh of magic beams crisscrossing as they shot across the sea.


    Snake Mother Echidna then led an assortment of Typhon��s offspring including the Harpy, the Nemean lion, the Sphinx, and the Teumessian Fox, racing past Medusa to confront the Demon Ancestor.


    Amongst the rising and falling roars, there was both fear and determination!


    ��A bunch of fools...��


    Medusa watched her siblings futilely trying to challenge Demon Ancestor Typhon, letting out a slight sigh before her eyes snapped open, her purple pupils emanating a chilling cold.


    It was a struggle!


    ��Boom!��


    Enveloped by the boiling, screaming black smoke across hundreds of miles of sea, the brutal and cruel presence surged wildly��the nearly hundred black dragon heads emerging from the smoke started to dominate, converging towards the center.


    ��Finally, some meat comes directly to my door, good! Very good!��


    Hundreds of fierce dragon heads laughed maniacally as they moved forward, crushing everything in their path.


    By devouring these offspring and reclaiming their divinity and power, I��ll inevitably become stronger, more perfect!


    With relentless force, Medusa swung the Victory Goddess�� Wand, striking at the first few dragon heads to fall.


    Simultaneously, Typhon��s offspring were also beginning to coordinate in rare cooperation among divine monsters.


    They either engaged in physical combat with dragon heads, bombarded the skies with magic beams, or used spiritual disruptions and divine rhythms to confuse the minds of some of Typhon��s heads, actually managing to stall Typhon in his tracks.


    ��Roar!��


    But instantly, a united roar broke out, mixed between the bellowing of bulls, the roars of lions, the barking of dogs, the rumbling of thunder, and the boiling uproar of fire, all merging together, echoing far and wide.


    Carrying an endless menacing power, the Storm Breath wrapped chaos and shredded both the sea and the sky.


    For a moment, the harpies gliding in the sky couldn��t even get close before being swept away by the gust of wind, their screams filling the air as their wings broke.


    Chimera and the Nemean lion, both adept at close combat, leaped onto the back of the hundred-headed dragon, desperately tearing and scratching.


    However, the dragon��s body, endowed with both terrestrial and abyssal attributes, was astonishingly defensive, their bites hardly making any impact, mostly just sparking off flecks of fire.


    Moreover, this Demon Ancestor possessed a remarkable immortality, with the few bloodstains left by the desperate Typhon offspring quickly healing as if they��d never been.


    Besides, Typhon, born from the Abyss, had an extraordinary resistance to magic.


    The magic and control efforts from Ladon, Sphinx, and Snake Mother were directly dispersed into nothingness, failing to achieve their intended effects.


    Thus, merely alongside the sweeping Storm Breath, Typhon��s offspring were flung away one by one, breaking bones and spitting blood amidst their wails.


    Athena, Themis, and Hestia tried to step forward and stop it reasonably, but one was exhausted from a long fight, another had just woken up, and another had given away her divinity to others.


    Thus, as Typhon merely turned half his head to besiege them, they were too overwhelmed to escape.


    ��Come, my bloodline, my offspring, join me here and rule this world together! This is your honor!��


    Typhon laughed sinisterly, his Storm Breath driving the flames spreading around, the coast began to crack, and the walls began to melt as heads mercilessly lunged at the fallen Typhon��s offspring.


    Medusa clenched her silver teeth, shielded at the front, desperately protecting her siblings, mother, and the citadel behind her.


    The purple-red divine light dwindled like a candle in the wind under the onslaught of the storm and the poisonous flames, fading away, ever fainter...


    Until a spear, like a comet and shaped like a dead branch, tore through the dense black fog and pierced the sky.


    ��Boom!��


    The burning spearhead pierced Typhon��s chest and immediately took root to grow, consuming the Demon Ancestor��s flesh and transforming into a massive palm tree piercing heaven and earth.


    ��Ahh!��


    Typhon released a ghastly scream, frantically tearing off his withered flesh and abandoning half of his body, diving into the deep sea.


    And the uncontrolled Sea Beasts also receded like the tide, flowing back to their old lair in the Sea of Chaos.


    The dark clouds dissipated, and sunlight broke through.


    On the battered coastal battlefield, a new sprout of life stretched out its dense foliage, scattering lush greenery on the survivors of the catastrophe.


    A figure with golden wings landed in front of the coastal wall and stretched out a hand with a sincere and warm smile to the unstable Medusa.


    ��Well done.��


    ��Luo En!��


    Medusa��s nostrils flared, and she plunged into Luo En��s arms, greedily inhaling the comforting and peaceful scent.


    Hestia, also diving from the skies, stopped mid-step, visibly annoyed.


    Didn��t I just wake up? Shouldn��t it be my turn first?


    Seemingly sensing the grievance of the rightful consort, Luo En patted Medusa��s back gently while quietly communicating with Hestia through his moving lips.


    ��Wait for tonight...��


    With that silent reply, Hestia��s wrath turned to delight, and she slowed her pace, joining Athena and Themis who had also landed in front of the wall.


    Meanwhile, a throng of gods and heroes from Olympus, who had participated in the battle of Thessaly, also arrived at the scene as streaks of light, almost all injured.


    Clearly, although they had successfully repelled the Giant Spirit Clan, they had paid a significant price.


    This included Luo En himself.


    In order to support the coastal wall as quickly as possible, he had reluctantly activated the eleventh incarnation of the Phoenix��s resurrection authority, sacrificing a life to take down Kronos.


    This power had a rather lengthy cooldown period and once activated, couldn��t be used again for at least three months.


    And this card was actually meant to be a precaution against Zeus.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the vast metal debris floating on the sea, then turned to look at the approaching deities, and spoke solemnly.


    ��Gentlemen, it seems we need to discuss the matter of this divine war on War God Mountain...��


    The gods and heroes nodded in agreement, their eyes sequentially sweeping over the hidden Mount Olympus among the stars, casting a deep shadow.

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    ?Chapter 630: Chapter 94: Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k) Chapter 630: Chapter 94: Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k) Athens, War God Mountain.


    The pantheon of gods gathered in the grand hall of the alliance, their faces clouded with worries and gloom.


    The current situation was far from optimistic.


    On one hand, the Old Gods, led by Kronos and Typhon, eyed them with covetous intent, and due to their own mighty nature of immortality, were unbeatable in hundreds of battles, presenting an exceptionally thorny issue that was hard to fend off;


    On the other hand, Zeus, the God King who bore the heavenly destiny, had turned against them, even seizing the opportunity to strike at the Bronze Clan and Poseidon, leading to the complete fall of the Sea of Okeanos.


    Although Justice Goddess Themis and Goddess of the Hearth Hestia had returned at a critical moment, successfully stopping Typhon and his demon army from landing, they simply could not replace the roles of Poseidon and the Bronze Clan, nor could they change the present dire situation of being enemies on three fronts.


    If there was no turn of events before the third Giant War, their defeat was certain!


    After a prolonged silence, Hermes, with a twinkling gaze, spoke in a ghostly whisper,


    ��Is there a possibility... that we could make peace? Compared to us, wouldn��t Typhon and Kronos prefer to be closer to the Father God?��


    ...


    ��Theoretically feasible,��


    Athena nodded lightly, but then her tone shifted,


    ��But guess why Typhon and Kronos have not attacked Olympus but chose to first conquer Thessaly and the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula?��


    Hermes pondered for a moment, his brow slightly furrowed.


    ��They, too, are not sure?��


    ��Not just that...��


    Luo En took over the conversation, sighing helplessly,


    ��Pure human faith and dreams woven from the untainted souls of mankind can firmly restrict the real bodies of the Old Gods in Tartarus Hell. If they want to retrieve their original power and achieve true liberation, weaken the authority of the New Gods, they must obliterate the human city-states.��


    The gods shook their heads upon hearing this.


    Humans and their belief were indeed the shackles of the Old Gods but were their own foundation; once humanity was slaughtered by Kronos and Typhon, there was no guarantee that these predecessors wouldn��t take them down too.


    So, by first conquering the earthly city-states and extinguishing the sacred flames worshiping the gods, they could regain their peak power and then contend with Zeus for the ultimate crown.


    Thus, the contradiction between humans and the Old Gods was almost irreconcilable.


    Of course, there was another reason for the irreconcilable situation that Luo En did not mention.


    For the sake of divine convergence, Typhon and Kronos had become fanatically desperate.


    And coincidentally, whether it was the [bloodline] needed by Typhon to perfect [Immortality] or the [Foundation] Kronos needed to create the [Crown], both were on War God Mountain.


    One was those descendants with Typhon��s Blood, and the other was the two Titan Main Gods, Mnemosyne and Themis.


    Currently weakened, if they wanted to cooperate with the Old Gods, they would need to offer a bargaining chip compelling enough to sway them.


    That price, whether it was humanity or the offspring of Typhon and the two Titan Main Gods, was an outcome Luo En could not accept.


    Moreover, if Zeus could be considered a personified being, then Typhon and Kronos were the type who didn��t act human at all.


    Once Typhon and Kronos got what they wanted and broke free from their chains, given the character of these two, it was hard for Luo En to ensure they wouldn��t turn on them and swallow up the weakest side of Olympus first.


    And even if, retreating a great step back, Typhon and Kronos were willing to keep their promises and unite to attack Zeus first,


    No matter if the Old Gods who broke free from their chains won, or if Zeus, more powerful with Heaven��s Mandate Protection, prevailed, the end for the side of the New Gods was self-evident.


    Even without waiting for the battle to end, the New God Alliance, which had sacrificed allies to cling tenaciously to life, would become everyone for themselves and gradually fall apart.


    All in all, the strategy of making peace might seem clever, but in practice, it was a dead end.


    ��So what do we do? We can��t just sit and wait for death, can we?��


    The hot-tempered Ares slammed the table and stood up indignantly.


    ��If you ask me, we should just go straight to Olympus and get an explanation from the Father God. I don��t believe he can defy the Destiny Contract and kill us all!��


    ��What if he doesn��t kill us outright but imprisons us for three to five hundred years, waiting for the temporal effect of the Destiny Contract to expire, or for the Old Gods to obliterate our holy land and attack Olympus? What will you do then?��


    Hera retorted with a cold huff, then glared at her impulsive son.


    ��Sit down!��


    Ares, lost for words, could only sit down sullenly.


    If they couldn��t reconcile with the Old Gods nor hold Zeus accountable, it was indeed a dead-end dilemma.


    The gods were immensely troubled by the current situation and even started to regret getting mixed up in this Giant War.


    ��Actually, to win this Divine War, there��s not no way...��


    Luo En��s lingering murmur came, causing the hearts of the gods to shake, all turning towards him in unison.


    ��How so?��


    ��Zeus��s last move used the pretext of wiping out the remnants of the Bronze Clan, without overtly tearing off relations, meaning he still harbors apprehensions. And throughout the entire Divine Era, who could intimidate our His Majesty the King of Gods?��


    ��The Three Fates!��


    With Luo En��s profound reminder, the gods suddenly realized.


    That��s right! As the King of Gods with the mandate of heaven, Zeus enjoys heaven��s favor but also bears the restrictions of fate.


    This was both his strength and his weakness.


    Seeing that the gods understood his point, Luo En spoke gravely about his plan.


    ��Before the arrival of the third Giant War, I will go to the Temple of Fate and have The Three Fates limit His Majesty the King of Gods�� abusive authority.��

 Chapter 631 631 94 Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k)_2

    ?Chapter 631: Chapter 94: Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k)_2 Chapter 631: Chapter 94: Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k)_2 Several chief gods showed hesitation, ��If they don��t agree...��


    ��I was able to convince them once, and I can do it a second time!�� Luo En replied proudly, as if he had everything under control.


    Upon hearing this, the gods recalled the battle at Olympus where the God of Wine had forced The Three Fates to intervene personally. Their hearts were instantly reassured, and the gloom that had clouded their minds dissipated significantly.


    Beside them, Athena nodded slightly and changed the subject.


    ��Next, we only need to consider how to deal with the alliance of Typhon and Kronos.�� Upon hearing this topic, the gods frowned again and discussed the current situation with frustration.


    ��Are we fighting Typhon and Kronos?��


    ��The Bronze Clan has been annihilated, and Poseidon��s fate is more grim than hopeful. Without them, relying solely on a coastal wall is unlikely to stop Typhon from coming ashore.��


    ...


    ��Thessaly is the same. In two encounters, the conventional human forces and heroes with Divine Blood have suffered numerous casualties. We simply can��t outlast the Giant Spirit Clan with the blessing of the earth.��


    ��Moreover, Kronos and his nine Titan Main Gods are even more troublesome, almost immortal!��


    ��Once Typhon breaks through the coastal wall, conquers the coastal city-states, topples our temples, extinguishes our Sacred Flame, and then joins forces with Kronos, we will undoubtedly be defeated!��


    ��...��


    ��But they, too, have weaknesses!�� The somber contemplation abruptly halted the somewhat despairing discussions among the gods, as fiery gazes focused on the alliance leader.


    Unconsciously, they began to feel an inexplicable sense of approval and anticipation towards this temporarily appointed leader, for he always seemed to bring a glimmer of hope and possibility in desperate situations.


    And Luo En did not disappoint them, calmly providing an answer.


    ��Typhon��s offspring have already joined War God Mountain. If we eliminate the Demon Ancestor controlling them, the Beast Tide from the Sea of Okeanos will collapse on its own.��


    ��As for Kronos��s Authority, it stems from the crown on his head. I��ve verified this myself on the battlefield in Thessaly. Once the crown is destroyed, Kronos and the nine Titan Gods will also lose their connection, making it possible to defeat the Giant Spirit Clan.��


    The gods�� eyes brightened, their confidence boosted.


    However, the astutely minded Hermes was not as optimistic as the other deities, frowning as he cautioned.


    ��But they will come back. Over time, they can still grind us down through attrition.��


    ��So, this brings us to the second weakness of Kronos and the Giant Spirit Clan, or what you might call their ��Dead Spot��...��


    Luo En��s eyes flickered slightly as he turned to look at the imposing figure representing humanity at the end of the long table.


    ��Hercules, do you remember what you saw underground during the first battle with the giants?��


    Hercules pondered for a moment then realized,


    ��Are you talking about those temples built underground?��


    Luo En nodded slightly and spoke gravely.


    ��The power of the Old Gods is restricted by Tartarus Hell. If they want to ascend to the surface and exert their Authority, they inevitably need a ��stepping stone��.��


    ��Now that you mention it, I seem to remember the number of those temples coincides precisely with the number of the Titan Main Gods. Moreover, the Divine Patterns engraved in the temples match exactly the Divine Emblems displayed when the Titan Main Gods activate their Authority!��


    Excited, Hercules added to the conversation.


    Luo En nodded, his eyes slightly narrowing.


    ��If I��m not mistaken, these should be the ��Divine Thrones�� Kronos mentioned. By destroying the Titan Temples underground and the Divine Emblems above them, we can force the wills of those Titan Main Gods to be driven back to Tartarus Hell!��


    The gods heard this and could not help but feel exhilarated, their faces lighting up with joy.


    With this, the crisis in Thessaly could be resolved, and with Typhon left alone without the strong support of the Giant Spirit Clan, he would not be able to stir much trouble.


    As the thorny issues were resolved one by one, the gloom that had enveloped the hearts of the gods seemed to dissipate like smoke. Satisfied, they gradually left the meeting, returning to their respective Holy Lands to recuperate or make various arrangements and preparations to face the impending third battle with the giants.


    After sending off the chief gods from outside the War God Mountain system, Hestia eagerly stood up from her seat.


    ��What do you all want to eat tonight? We��ll cook it ourselves!�� She said, grabbing Luo En��s arm, ready to lead her former Lesser Deity into the kitchen to prepare a meal to celebrate this hard-earned reunion.


    However, Luo En did not move from his seat and let out a helpless cough.


    ��Wait a moment...��


    Hestia was slightly stunned and turned her head to see Athena, Themis, Hera, and Mnemosyne still sitting in their original positions, with furrowed brows, which puzzled her.


    ��What��s the matter? Aren��t the problems all solved?��


    ��Solved?�� Athena gave her aunt a cold look and then glared at Luo En discontentedly.


    ��His three ideas were as if he had said nothing at all!��


    ��What?�� Hestia was somewhat taken aback.


    ��That can��t be right? I thought they were quite useful.��


    ��Then tell me how to use them?�� Athena snorted lightly, throwing out three questions one after another.


    ��First, how do you convince The Three Fates? Last time they were willing to intervene because the divine order was about to collapse. We��re not anywhere near that stage now!��


    ��Second, Typhon is easy to deal with? Who��s going to take care of him? We only have one of him, so which side should Thessaly and the coastal wall guard?��

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    ?Chapter 632: Chapter 94: Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k)_3 Chapter 632: Chapter 94: Courtship Rights Battle (4.5k)_3 ��Third, how do we destroy the Titan Temple? It is indeed the Giant Spirit Clan��s dead spot, but since it is a dead spot, the enemy will surely guard it closely. Right now, we can��t even pinpoint the location of the temple, let alone deal with Kronos and the nine Titan Main Gods should they appear on the battlefield. Without the ability to leave the fight, even if there is an opportunity, who could we send to infiltrate enemy lines and sabotage the Titan Temple?��


    ��In plain terms, his message to you is this: as long as you put in the effort, success will follow. But as to how to exert that effort, in which direction to strive, and to what degree to persist, all that remains unclear.��


    Listening, Hestia felt her mind turn into mush, and helplessly turned to Luo En beside her.


    Luo En cleared his throat and spoke sheepishly.


    ��What exactly to do, that��s what we��re discussing now.��


    Realizing she was being led on by someone, just like the other outside deities, Hestia quickly sat down properly and didn��t bring up preparing the meal again.


    Athena, on the other hand, looked as if she had expected this all along and asked in a solemn voice.


    ...


    ��Let��s start with the first one, what��s your confidence level in persuading The Three Fates?��


    ��Thirty percent...��


    ��That low?��


    ��That��s already an optimistic figure. Do you think I can worm my way into their thoughts? That they��ll believe whatever I say?��


    Luo En shot Athena a glance and then helplessly continued.


    ��Moreover, I just had dealings with them last time, more or less tricking them in a sense. Who knows if they will be wary of me now.��


    ��What if... I go?��


    Luo En was momentarily stunned, looked up at Themis, and seemed to come to a sudden realization as his eyes sparkled deeply.


    ��Perhaps, the chances could increase to fifty percent...��


    ��Great! Let me know beforehand what should and shouldn��t be said.��


    Themis nodded without hesitation, her gaze resolute.


    ��I will convince The Three Fates to curb Zeus��s abuse of power!��


    ��You��re that confident?��


    Luo En looked at Themis, surprised.


    Returning to her memory of the Destiny Contract that bound all gods, and the sights she had seen along the way after the battle, Themis earnestly raised the Sword of Judgment in her hand.


    ��You have delivered on your promise to me, and I, too, must fulfill mine!��


    Luo En looked deeply into the eyes of the Goddess of Justice, placing his hand on the Golden Scales at the sword hilt, and earnestly entrusted her.


    ��Good, then this matter is in your hands!��


    Themis nodded lightly, retracting the Sword of Judgment that witnessed their agreement, and looked at Luo En, who seemed both similar and yet so different from Zeus, a faint smile spreading across her veiled eyes.


    ��When I return, I want to hear from you about the future of humankind and the law.��


    ��With the greatest pleasure!��


    Luo En promised heartily. As their eyes met, a subtle atmosphere started to fill the air.


    ��Cough...��


    Athena coughed loudly, breaking the silence in the hall, and spoke firmly.


    ��I will do everything in my power to hold off Typhon at the coastal wall, creating an opportunity for you on the Thessaly Battlefield!��


    Watching the meeting gaze of Athena and Themis, Hestia sensed an invisible tension in the air and scratched her head, confused.


    Strange, what rivalry is there between the two of them?


    ��Cough!��


    At the same time, Hera, propping up her pale arm, also stood up from her seat.


    ��As to how to pinpoint the location of the Titan Temple, I just thought of someone...��


    ��Who?�� Luo En��s eyes lit up, asking eagerly.


    Hera straightened her slender neck, her smile answering the expectant gaze of Luo En.


    ��The Fire Stealer��Prometheus!��


    Right, how could I have forgotten him!


    Luo En smacked his forehead in delight.


    Something��s not right; they��re all acting strangely!


    Beside him, Hestia, observing the trio of goddesses now standing and exchanging glances, felt a strong sense of impending crisis. In a heat of the moment, she rose to her feet, thumping her chest and declared out loud.


    ��Prometheus? I know him well! I can get in touch with him!��


    ��Really?��


    Suddenly, the Pantheon of Gods looked towards Hestia, their eyes filled with gleeful intensity.


    For a moment, the center of attention, Hestia felt mountainous pressure and hesitantly spoke with a shrinking neck.


    ��Well, I should be able to...��

 Chapter 633 633 95 The Moonlight is Beautiful, the Dog Food is Really

    ?Chapter 633: Chapter 95: The Moonlight is Beautiful, the Dog Food is Really Sweet (4.1k) Chapter 633: Chapter 95: The Moonlight is Beautiful, the Dog Food is Really Sweet (4.1k) Nightfall on War God Mountain.


    The golden flames flickered in the wind as Hestia squatted in front of the fire pit, carefully adding small fennel branches inscribed with special runes, her eyes occasionally darting around.


    However, the only response to her was the pitch-black night and the howling wind.


    Luo En beside her yawned, unable to help but approach and inquire,


    ��I say, is this method of yours really going to work?��


    ��Should, should be...��


    ��Then why hasn��t he come yet?��


    ��It��s probably because it��s been so long, he might have seen the signal but hasn��t reacted yet.��


    ...


    Hestia coughed in reply, defending herself with a somewhat empty heart.


    ��After all, ever since he was hung on the Caucasus Mountains for punishment, we haven��t seen each other since.��


    Dubious, Luo En sat down and took out ingredients, drinks, and pastries from the Magic Circle Diagram to pass the time while curiously asking,


    ��Speaking of which, how do you have Prometheus�� contact information?��


    ��That��s a long story.��


    Hestia casually replied, rotating the skewers over the fire as she began to recount her acquaintance with the Fire Stealer.


    ��After Prometheus created humankind, these new beings couldn��t adapt to the harsh environment on earth or the cold of the night. So Prometheus had the idea of the Sacred Flame, to bring light to his creations. And the method of using fennel branches to draw the Celestial Realm��s Sacred Flame down to earth was given by me.��


    ��Then what?��


    ��The Sacred Flame indeed made it to the Mortal World, but humans were still unfamiliar with how to use it, so Prometheus asked me to teach them. I agreed and secretly taught the people on earth how to use fire for cooking food, warding off wild beasts, and establishing worship for the gods.


    At the time, Zeus didn��t like humans much, and Prometheus wanted my help, which he could only ask for in secret. Thus, this method of passing messages via flame became our secret way of keeping in touch.��


    Luo En looked at several fennel branches inscribed with runes in his hand, nodding thoughtfully.


    Offering spices and fragrant wood to the Sacred Flame as an offering to the gods was a common method in human rituals.


    Since this custom took hold, the number of Sacred Flames lit by humans on earth each year was as numerous as stars. It would naturally escaped the notice of the Olympian Gods if Prometheus made some small alterations on this.


    Furthermore, Hestia had always been the Goddess of the Hearth guarding the Sacred Flame. She would definitely notice the first-hand messages passed by humans through the Sacred Flame.


    ��You did a good job with the secrecy, auntie. Even we were kept in the dark.��


    ��You��re finally growing a conscience? Surprising...��


    Athena and Hera picked up freshly grilled skewers from the fire, tasting them in small bites as they teased with a light laugh.


    ��Forget it, what secrecy awareness could she have?��


    Luo En rolled his eyes, revealing the real reason based on his understanding of Hestia,


    ��I think it��s mostly because after Prometheus got caught, he took all the blame alone and didn��t turn her in, which let her escape being questioned.��


    ��Cough, although he is loyal, I��m not so bad myself!��


    Hestia coughed, neck stiff as she retorted.


    ��Since he was hung up on the Caucasus to serve his sentence, I have been taking care of the humans on earth! Speaking of contributions and experience, even the Mother Goddess Athena has to stand behind me.��


    ��Yeah, yeah, you��re kind, you��re great!��


    Luo En, who had just demolished her argument, casually picked up a grilled skewer and happily placed it in Hestia��s hand as a reward for the Goddess of the Hearth��s contributions.


    Receiving affirmation from her own Lesser Deity, any resentment in Hestia��s heart vanished like smoke, and she immediately took the skewer and happily started munching.


    Athena and Hera saw Hestia��s behavior and couldn��t help but shake their heads in resignation.


    With such a simple-minded character, the sister/auntie would probably be taken for a ride by a certain slick-talking rascal for the rest of her life.


    Meanwhile, the oblivious Hestia pulled out her proud creation.


    ��Come on, Luo En, eat! Try this I grilled!��


    ��Mmm, tastes amazing~! Much better than mine.��


    ��Right, right? I marinated this meat with a special secret sauce!��


    ��No one can beat you in cooking, Goddess of the Hearth, we are endlessly blessed with your culinary prowess wherever you are!��


    ��Ah ha, it��s not as great as you say...��


    Watching the pair at the fire pit showering praises and feeding each other, Athena and Hera, who had previously felt superior, suddenly had dark expressions on their face.


    They had come to talk about serious matters, not to be fed dog food!


    ��Cough, Lady, speaking of which, why do you think Prometheus would stand with us?��


    Athena set down the half-eaten skewer and coughed to change the subject.


    Hera immediately understood, smiling as she shared her basis for judgment,


    ��When the Giant Spirit Clan attacked my Golden Apple Sacred Garden, I was caught off guard and seriously injured, only able to escape to the Sea of Chaos with Ladon who was guarding the garden. The person leading the pursuit by the Giant Spirit Clan at that time was Prometheus.


    I felt like he might not have been trying his hardest. Otherwise, with his foresight, both Ladon and I would not have escaped, and Hebei probably wouldn��t have had the chance to find Luo En and pass the message.��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En was immediately drawn in, nodding in agreement,


    ��Right, I also feel that way. The Fire Stealer seemed to be intentionally holding back. Standing with the giants was likely out of compulsion, and he didn��t actually plan to walk their path to the end.��

 Chapter 634 634 95 The Moonlight is Truly Beautiful, The Dog Food is

    ?Chapter 634: Chapter 95 The Moonlight is Truly Beautiful, The Dog Food is Really Sweet (4.1k)_2 Chapter 634: Chapter 95 The Moonlight is Truly Beautiful, The Dog Food is Really Sweet (4.1k)_2 ��After all, he was the original creator of mankind, and he still has feelings for these creations, unlike the inherently brutal giant spirits.��


    Athena nodded slightly, giving her own opinion.


    Hestia scratched the back of her head, looking confused as she asked,


    ��Why didn��t he come to War God Mountain earlier? Why didn��t he join us in fighting the Giant Spirit Clan?��


    The three of them were startled by the question, and upon exchanging glances, they furrowed their brows.


    This was indeed a question they couldn��t figure out.


    ��Because, Kronos was always watching me...��


    A soft, thoughtful hum came from the darkness, leading everyone to look towards a spot where light flickered on the ground.


    ...


    The earth spread apart like ripples on water, and a thin man clad in a black cloak, with copper rings on his arms and legs, emerged from the ground and sat down by the fire, boldly reaching out and asking,


    ��Got any wine? Let me have a drink to warm up.��


    Luo En grinned and tossed over a jug of Ambrosial Honey Wine.


    The man caught the jug, pulled out the wooden stopper, and without any ceremony, tilted his head back and drank heartily, his pale face then breaking into a delighted smile.


    ��Good wine!��


    ��If you like it, I have more.��


    Luo En smiled as he spoke, kindly expressing goodwill while observing this legendary Prometheus with interest.


    His stature was not as bulky as that of the typical Titan deities, yet he had a lean and balanced look. Despite the cruel scars left by long and painful divine punishments on his body, they were like chisels carving this hard rock into a work of art named ��Resilience�� and ��Defiance.��


    Prometheus�� unkempt hair and beard grew wild like weeds but couldn��t hide his determined facial features. Especially those eyes, deep and vast like the night sky, harbored an insightful understanding of the world.


    While Luo En was examining Prometheus, the Seer was also scrutinizing Luo En.


    Despite having heard of the rumors and deeds of this Shepherd of the Temporal World and having witnessed his combat skills on the battlefield, meeting him up close still surprised Prometheus considerably.


    Because, his ��foresight�� was unable to see a definite ��future�� in this new god, nor could it trace any sign of ��fate.��


    Unfathomable ��variables,�� unpredictable ��chance��?


    So it seemed...


    Prometheus nodded thoughtfully and then, swaying the jug in his hand, he smiled in gratitude.


    ��So you��re the ��God of Wine��? Thank you for the hospitality.��


    ��No, it��s I who should thank you.��


    Luo En shook his head, looking sincerely at this Fire Stealer.


    ��If it weren��t for your mercy, Hera... ahem... the Queen of Heaven might have already fallen victim to Kronos.��


    Prometheus saw a flush rise on Hera��s face, and his hand trembled slightly with the jug, a storm awoken in his heart.


    Could someone actually cuckold Zeus?


    And moreover, with Hera, the guardian of marital fidelity?


    Impressive!


    Prometheus couldn��t help but look at Luo En with newfound respect, lifting his jug in response with a smile.


    ��It was just convenient. I hold no grudge against the Queen of Heaven. Better to leave oneself an escape route than to exterminate ruthlessly.��


    Luo En caught the implication in his words.


    ��It seems you don��t believe the Old Gods will have the last laugh?��


    ��A lion thrown into an arena to fight, even if it defeats countless foes and its claws and teeth are sharp, is still but a tool driven by others. What future can there be to speak of?��


    Prometheus lightly sipped his wine from the jug, scoffing as he shook his head.


    Luo En looked seriously at this Fire Stealer, his eyes showing surprise.


    Based on his and Athena��s deduction, the resurgence of Typhon and Kronos that sparked the unparalleled ��Battle of the Giants�� beyond any fate��s prophecy, was largely due to the efforts of His Majesty the King of Gods in Olympus.


    Even the release of Prometheus and Atlas by the Giant Spirit Clan and the invasion of the Sacred Garden were part of that God King��s schemes.


    Yet this Fire Stealer, caught in the midst of it all, had also keenly noticed this point, truly living up to the reputation of a god with foresight.


    Thinking this, Luo En smiled as he extended an olive branch.


    ��Since that is the case, why not consider joining War God Mountain? The ��lion�� in the arena can��t break free of its chains, but we can climb up to the stands and pull that ��spectator�� behind the scenes down from the clouds!��


    ��It doesn��t sound bad,�� Prometheus nodded faintly, his face, however, filled with regret.


    ��But a lion let loose almost killed you all. Can you even guarantee you��ll walk out of the Arena alive, let alone pull that ��spectator�� into the fray?��


    Luo En, upon hearing this, was momentarily lost for words.


    Indeed, those from War God Mountain were currently weak, and even ensuring a win against Typhon and Kronos was uncertain, not to mention wrestling with Zeus, who was orchestrating everything from behind.


    That��s the trouble with negotiating with intelligent people.


    It��s hard to hoodwink them...


    Just when Luo En was wrestling with how to lure this prescient deity up the mountain, Hestia, who had been listening and was utterly confused, suddenly slapped her thigh and stood up with a scowl.


    ��Hey, Prometheus! What��s this about lions and spectators? You asked me to watch over humanity, and I did. Now that they��re in trouble, none of us bystanders are complaining. Are you, the creator, trying to slack off?��


    ��I, I��m not...��


    ��Are you doing it or not?��


    Hestia bombarded him with a rapid series of reprimands and questions, leaving the eloquent Prometheus speechless.


    ��Hold on, let me think...��


    ��Think what? They are your creation, your people. If you won��t bother, then neither will we!��


    Hestia grabbed Luo En, who was standing beside her, and looked up as she scoffed coldly.


    ��Let��s go! He can care or not care, the gods are immortal anyway. It��s the humans who will die first!��


    Luo En glanced at the disconcerted seer and promptly stood up, following her lead.


    ��You��re right. We could always dive into the Sea of Chaos and come out when everything is over.��


    ��Exactly, if humanity��s original creator has given up on them, what can we do?��


    Athena and Hera also agreed, preparing to leave the scene.


    Seeing this, Prometheus felt a headache coming on and could no longer maintain his inscrutable demeanor. He hurriedly pleaded with them, laughter and despair mingling on his face.


    ��Stop, stop! Sit down and talk, please sit back down!��


    ��Have you agreed to join us?��


    Prometheus looked towards Hestia, who had disrupted his entire plan, his eyes full of a resentful gloom.


    ��Did I ever say I wouldn��t help?��


    ��That��s more like it!��


    Hestia huffed lightly, her face quickly shifting from anger to joy, as she eased back down smoothly in front of the fire.


    She wasn��t surprised by this outcome.


    Perhaps she wasn��t as cunning or as quick-witted as others present, but she possessed an innate talent:


    ��That is, to effortlessly see through the facade of words and actions to the true emotions in someone��s heart.


    Take Prometheus for instance; despite his detached demeanor and his refusal to discuss the fate of humanity, as if he had long abandoned his creations.


    But just a slight provocation revealed his true nature.


    Humanity wasn��t just his proudest creation; they were his beloved children, and he would never ignore a crisis befalling them.


    Even if it cost him his life.


    Hestia, while handing over some freshly grilled meat, started scolding Prometheus sitting across from her without any gentleness.


    ��If you still care about humanity, why mingle with those giants? Why not just come and help us directly?��


    ��I wanted to...��


    Prometheus tasted the grilled meat, savoring a flavor of life he had long missed, his eyes shimmering with nostalgia and intoxication.


    Then, coming back to reality, he slowly opened his outer garment, letting out a long sigh.


    ��But some things are beyond my control...��


    Beneath the dark cloak, his chest cavity was hollowed out, revealing the ghostly white bones inside.


    And ensnared in that heaving chest, several crimson Divine Emblems coiled around a golden heart like venomous snakes.


    At this sight, everyone��s faces turned grim.

 Chapter 635 635 96 Hestias New Car Hits the Road, Please Take Care (4

    ?Chapter 635: Chapter 96: Hestia��s New Car Hits the Road, Please Take Care (4.1k) Chapter 635: Chapter 96: Hestia��s New Car Hits the Road, Please Take Care (4.1k) ��This is...��


    ��Kronos��s Divine Curse.��


    Prometheus put down the garment he had lifted from his chest and explained with a faint smile,


    ��He needs my wisdom but doesn��t trust my loyalty, so he took some necessary precautions.��


    ��And now?��


    Luo En felt a sinking feeling in his heart and couldn��t help but look at Prometheus with worry, whose life was held in Kronos��s hands.


    Leaving the nest of the Giant Spirit Clan and coming to War God Mountain for a secret meeting hardly counts as ��loyal.��


    Should Kronos notice, Prometheus��s fate would be easy to imagine.


    ...


    ��Don��t worry, the ��Divine Curse�� is currently in a dormant phase. As long as I��m careful, there won��t be any danger for the time being.��


    Prometheus explained calmly before his tone changed, smiling at Luo En who stood before him,


    ��Of course, I should be thanking you, really. If you hadn��t shattered Kronos��s ��Crown�� in Thessaly, forcing him to return to the Divine Tower for recovery, I wouldn��t have dared to make any rash moves even if I received the message from Hestia, nor would I have had the chance to emerge from underground.��


    Hearing this, Luo En let out a slight sigh of relief, then joined Athena in examining the Divine Curse, trying to break the shackle on Prometheus.


    However, the Fire Stealer waved them off, kindly declining their good intentions.


    ��I��m well aware of my own situation. The Divine Curse is easy to destroy, but the moment it��s tampered with, it will immediately alert Kronos and arouse His Majesty the King of Gods��s suspicion.��


    ��So what? Why don��t you just come to War God Mountain?��


    Hestia scratched her head, asking instinctively.


    ��But I can play a bigger role staying underground,�� Prometheus replied solemnly, his gaze distant.


    Realizing Prometheus was firm in his resolve, the others could only give up, helpless to change the situation.


    To break the somber mood, Luo En changed the subject,


    ��Speaking of which, how is Kronos doing now?��


    ��Though seriously injured, his essence remains untouched.��


    Prometheus heaved a sigh and answered truthfully,


    ��Because as long as the ��Divine Throne�� exists, he can use the power of immortality to heal his body, don the crown again, and ignite the destined Battle of Giants once more!��


    ��So, the key to victory lies with the Titan Temple?��


    Upon hearing this, Prometheus looked at the four deities with their usual composure sitting in front of the fire, a hint of relief appearing in his eyes.


    ��It seems you��ve already guessed the answer.��


    Athena nodded, asking directly,


    ��How long will Kronos sleep?��


    ��About seven days.��


    Hera��s eyes flashed sharply, ��Then, can��t we take the opportunity during his recuperation to strike at the Titan Temple?��


    ��I��m afraid that��s not feasible...�� Prometheus shook his head and explained in a low voice, ��On one hand, there��s a large cadre of giants guarding the vicinity of the Titan Temple. Sending too few would be of no help, sending too many would be nearly impossible to sneak in without drawing attention and would just startle our quarry. On the other hand, Kronos is only sleeping, not unconscious of the outside world. Should he sense danger, he would surely choose to awaken immediately. By then, with the temple��s protection, it��s not certain you could overcome him!


    Prometheus paused and pointed to the ground beneath their feet, adding in a low tone, ��Moreover, due to the earth��s protection, the location and structure of the Titan Temple isn��t fixed. It only anchors its position when Kronos and the Titan Gods emerge to battle with all their might. The temple roots itself to provide strong support to the Titan Gods, and the barrier defenses around the temple open then. That will be your chance!��


    Luo En narrowed his eyes thoughtfully,


    ��So, there��s only one chance? It��s best to act during the third Battle of Giants?��


    ��Exactly!��


    ��But if we wait for Kronos and Typhon to return in force, attacking the coastal wall and Thessaly, we��ll definitely be tied down. Even if we know the Titan Temple is their weakness, we might be stretched too thin to do anything about it?��


    Hera furrowed her brow, voicing her doubts.


    Prometheus shook his head slightly, his face showing a significant smile,


    ��Lady, this war concerns not only the gods but also...��


    ��Humanity!��


    Athena interjected sharply, her eyes gleaming.


    ��Them?�� Hera was taken aback, finding the idea absurd, ��You mean... let these humans charge into battle for the gods?��


    A pale and slender hand gently patted Hera��s shoulder, soothing the agitated Heavenly Queen, as a warm, lingering voice followed,


    ��Do you remember the prophecy about the ��Battle of Giants��?��


    Hera was slightly startled and looked at the smiling companion in front of her, and dusty memories began to resurface.


    Indeed, the prophecy of the Battle of Giants was the beginning of their tragic relationship.


    ����The gods need a human hero to win this Giant Battle!


    So, Zeus descended to the Lower Realm to sow his seeds and clashed mightily with her when she went to hold him to account, even going so far as to severely injure his lawful wife to protect the child bearing his Heavenly Destiny.


    Consequently, with her heart turned cold, she met a particular scoundrel by the river, and while she continued to hunt down that illegitimate son, another rogue took advantage of her vulnerability, leading to her heart and body��s downfall, ultimately leaving her in this state.


    Ironically, the child of Heavenly Destiny that Zeus betrayed his wife and destroyed his household to protect not only served no use to himself but instead stood on the side of humans, becoming an obstacle in his divide-and-conquer strategy.


    Moreover, that young man��s admiration and trust in her as the ��Mother Goddess�� even surpassed that of the ��Father God.��

 Chapter 636 636 96 Hestias New Car Hits the Road, Please Take Care (4

    ?Chapter 636: Chapter 96: Hestia��s New Car Hits the Road, Please Take Care (4.1k)_2 Chapter 636: Chapter 96: Hestia��s New Car Hits the Road, Please Take Care (4.1k)_2 Hera vaguely understood something, her lips curving into a smile as she slowly spoke.


    ��Hercules? Are you planning to let him handle this?��


    Luo En nodded, his expression serene as he spoke.


    ��Since this is his heavenly destiny, let him bear it himself.��


    Athena pondered for a moment, then added,


    ��However, too many ripples have already stirred in the river of destiny, and the future is no longer certain. To be safe, we cannot place all our hopes on one person. It��s best to organize an elite force composed of human heroes to accompany him into the depths and find a way to destroy the Titan Temple!��


    Hestia raised her hand, voicing her doubts.


    ��But how are we to find the target? Didn��t they get ambushed the last time they went underground and nearly got annihilated?��


    ...


    ��So this time, I will guide them...��


    Prometheus lifted a fennel branch burning in his hand and spoke slowly with a smile.


    At this moment, the gods gathered around the fire suddenly understood why Prometheus willingly endured the torment of Kronos��s curse and stayed within the camp of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Luo En looked at the fiery light within those deep eyes and solemnly nodded.


    ��Good, during this time, we will do everything we can to stall Kronos and the nine Main Titan Gods to prevent them from sending reinforcements!��


    ��Then, I��ll take care of everything underground!��


    Prometheus nodded in agreement, then couldn��t help but click his tongue, pointing at the empty wine jug on the ground and asked,


    ��Is there any wine left?��


    ��Yes, plenty!��


    Luo En beamed and immediately opened the Magic Circle Diagram, taking out dozens of jugs of ambrosial wine.


    Upon seeing this, Prometheus��s eyes brightened, and he eagerly picked up a jug, guzzling it down.


    Although he had long escaped from the divine punishment of the Caucasus Mountains, the Giant Spirits who rescued him lived with extremely poor quality of life. The water they drank was either underground sewage or the blood of their prey; their food was raw and uncooked, sometimes even skipping the cooking process.


    To blend in, Prometheus had endured a life of drinking blood and eating raw meat.


    Tonight, having returned to the civilized world, he naturally wanted to enjoy himself.


    Seemingly intent on wholeheartedly entertaining this Fire Stealer, Luo En pulled out a gold cup adorned with gemstones, personally poured the wine into it, and handed it to Prometheus.


    ��The neck of the jug is too small, not satisfying enough. Here, try this!��


    Prometheus took the golden cup, drained the wine in one gulp, feeling as if all the pores in his body had opened up to welcome the cool breeze of the deep night.


    ��Excellent wine!�� he exclaimed delightfully, a slightly drunken redness spreading across his pale face.


    However, soon, the Fire Stealer activated his divine power, dispelling the slight intoxication in his body, and stretched as he stood up from before the fire, addressing everyone seriously,


    ��Well, it��s getting late. To avoid arousing suspicion from His Majesty the King of Gods, I should be getting back.��


    ��Won��t you take a few jugs?��


    Luo En pointed to the remaining wine on the ground, looking somewhat reluctantly at Prometheus.


    Although they had only been together for a few hours, he was already captivated by the charisma of the Fire Stealer and felt a sense of kinship.


    ��It��s better not to touch things when the source can��t be explained,�� Prometheus reluctantly declined, then licked his lips and smilingly looked towards the God of Wine, ��Anyway, after we win this battle, there��ll be no shortage of your wine for me.��


    ��Certainly!�� Luo En nodded seriously, solemnly making a promise, ��Next time, we��ll drink our fill together!��


    ��Agreed!�� Prometheus, under the night sky, waved his hand as his figure gradually receded into the darkness.


    Not until his figure vanished from sight did the four of them sit down, feeling somewhat lost as they looked at the feast and drinks before them, suddenly finding them tasteless.


    ��There are still many defense issues in Athens that I haven��t dealt with, and the heroes need to be pre-selected. I��ll be leaving now.��


    ��I also need to make some preparations in the Kingdom of Argos.��


    Athena and Hera exchanged glances, then stood up and left one after another, leaving the opportunity to be alone to the remaining two.


    The long night stretched on, the cold wind howled, and the two figures by the fire unconsciously moved closer, snuggling together.


    Hestia nestled into that warm embrace and after a long silence, finally couldn��t help but voice the unease in her heart.


    ��Do you think we will win?��


    ��We will.��


    Luo En murmured, his right hand gently caressing the Goddess��s soft hair, as if reassuring Hestia, or perhaps convincing himself.


    When the Goddess of the Hearth received the answer, a radiant smile bloomed on her face.


    ��Um, I believe in you!��


    ��Are you sure?��


    ��Because no matter what happens, you always find a way!��


    That definitive answer was tinged with pride and admiration. Luo En was stunned for a moment, the gloom in his heart swept away, and a brilliant smile soon bloomed on his tense face.


    ��Exactly! I promised, and I will do it.��


    ��My Luo En is truly the best!��


    Hestia clasped her hands around her lesser deity��s neck and cheerfully pecked Luo En on the forehead.


    Hmm, very smooth!


    The Goddess of the Hearth, who had tasted delicacies, smacked her lips and gave her evaluation in her heart.


    Luo En raised his hand to touch the wet mark left on his forehead, and was startled, looking in surprise at Hestia who had launched the sudden attack.


    Under this gaze, Hestia blushed like a kitten caught stealing dried fish and hurriedly scurried out of Luo En��s embrace.


    ��Cough, I have something else tonight, I��ll take my leave now, haha.��


    ��Wait!��


    Luo En, quick as lightning, grabbed Hestia��s arm and squinted his eyes while snorting coldly.


    ��Thinking of leaving after a kiss? It��s not that easy!��


    ��I, I just saw how hard you��ve been working back and forth, I wanted to give you a reward...��


    Hestia awkwardly laughed, trying to justify her action.


    Luo En was immediately amused. ��I limited the powers of the gods, sustained the flame of civilization? After centuries back and forth, and this is your reward?��


    ��I��ve given you my divinity and divine position, isn��t that enough?��


    The oblivious Hestia, with a face full of distress, looked despondent.


    ��No more, really nothing left.��


    Luo En glanced at his wealthy yet stingy Chief God, and pondered with a sly tone.


    ��But isn��t there still a main course left to be served?��


    ��Main course? What main course?��


    Hestia looked at the scattered charms on the ground, and the roast meat that was yet unfinished, completely clueless.


    Before she could react, her long dress shattered, scattering like butterflies around her.


    Hestia gasped and quickly covered her chest, looking baffled at her lesser deity.


    ��Why are you tearing my clothes?��


    Looking at the perfectly curved little lamb under the firelight, Luo En licked his dry lips, the flames in his eyes dancing vigorously.


    ��Because, it��s time for dinner!��


    Subsequently, the goddess, who didn��t realize the impending disaster, was pushed to the ground, becoming a plate of delicious delicacy laid on the table of the ravenous wolf.


    It has to be said, of the three virgin goddesses who vowed chastity, Athena made her choice after weighing pros and cons, Artemis did so out of fear of their Father God, but only Hestia likely genuinely enjoyed the single life.


    Consequently, this Goddess of the Hearth had the least experience with the opposite sex.


    Thus, Luo En, who often played a passive role, had no choice but to lead the way tonight, with immense patience and perseverance, helping his Chief God acquire some knowledge and experience,


    Because compared to verbal transmission, practical teaching was a quicker way to learn.


    Under the guidance of Luo En, the good teacher, Hestia quickly overcame the initial hardships and struggles of cultivation and became more and more engaged, constantly enriching her knowledge base with various innovative learning postures.


    Even becoming tireless, turning from guest to host.


    After a thorough search up and down, Luo En looked at Hestia, curled up like mud in front of the fire pit, and whimsically made an after-class summary.


    It��s easy to trick her, just not very practical, and stamina is the lowest setting.


    Anyway, need more practice!


    After teasing her a bit, Luo En carried the sleeping Hestia, affectionately taking her home to rest.


    After settling his goddess at home, Luo En stood in the courtyard, flames still dancing in his eyes as he looked at the night sky not yet completely faded, and after pondering for a moment, he stepped into the starlight within the Sanctuary with a mischievous smile.


    Soon, from the dark belly of War God Mountain, muffled cries of the goddess echoed.

 Chapter 637 637 97 Still Pretending to Be Innocent

    ?Chapter 637: Chapter 97: Still Pretending to Be Innocent? Chapter 637: Chapter 97: Still Pretending to Be Innocent? Deep within War God Mountain, the flickering glow cast a shadow of the elongated figure leisurely stretching after a hearty battle.


    ��Snap!��


    A crisp snapping sound echoed, followed by a waft of chilly wind pouring into the cave. A beauteous goddess wrapped in chains on a stone pillar shivered and abruptly awoke from her stupor, looking around in confusion.


    ��Have you awakened, Master?��


    The silhouette from the darkness stepped closer, his face beaming with a warm and radiant smile, as affable as one greeting a long-lost family member.


    But as Hecate recalled the events just before she lost consciousness, and felt the aches spread across her body, she couldn��t help but shiver and silently curse through clenched teeth.


    Beast!


    ...


    All you know is to ride roughshod over your mentor! After I raised you with all this care, just wait until you fall into my hands, and see how I��ll deal with you!


    As Hecate inwardly grumbled and heaped silent scorn on a certain presumptuous disciple, she twisted her body, trying to find a more comfortable position for her punishment.


    However, the more she struggled, the tighter her bonds felt.


    Gradually, Hecate found herself completely immobilized, her limbs stretched out by the chilling magic chains and securely fastened to a cross-shaped inscribed stone pillar to prevent her from using witchcraft to escape. Several black leather straps, inscribed with Hermes Script, crossed over her sleek abdomen, separating her legs and securing her lower body.


    The contrast of her snow-white skin, the pitch-black cold chains, the glossy leather, and the crucifixion frame with religious overtones combined to create a strikingly provocative sight in the dim cave, inciting a rush of adrenaline in the onlooker.


    ��Master, if you move again, I won��t be polite.��


    Luo En pinched his nose, warning in a stuffy voice.


    Hecate stiffened, quickly becoming docile as her legs unconsciously trembled slightly.


    The chief culprit noticed his master��s small movement, a pleased smile appearing on his lips. He quickly invoked his divine power, loosening the magic chains slightly and moved a stone stool beneath Hecate, helping her sit while feigning concern.


    ��You exhausted yourself last night; I promise I��ll be gentler next time.��


    Next time?


    Hecate glared at her arrogant disciple, who was superficially comforting her while slyly mocking. She glanced toward his lower body and retorted,


    ��You sought me out for more than just this two-inch fancy, didn��t you?��


    Two inches? The very thing that left you unable to stand?


    Are you only tough-talking now?


    Luo En glanced at Hecate��s dewy lips and chose not to continue arguing on that topic. Instead, he pulled over a stone stool and sat down, smiling candidly as he spoke.


    ��As expected, nothing gets past you. Indeed, I have three matters I wish to discuss with you.��


    As he spoke, Luo En took out a jar of ointment from a Magic Circle Diagram and gently applied it to various reddened and bruised areas on Hecate��s skin, his movements skilled and tender.


    The cool, soothing sensation of the ointment combined with his fingers�� kneading eased into her sore limbs. Hecate��s rigid body relaxed against the crucifix, her previously tensed expression softening to reveal a hint of relief as she spoke languidly.


    ��Is this about the Battle with the Giants?��


    Luo En clapped his hands, exclaiming in praise.


    ��See, what did I tell you? Your wisdom truly knows no equal!��


    ��Stop that nonsense!��


    Hecate gave her disciple a disdainful side-eye and snorted coldly.


    ��You never bother with me unless there��s trouble, and now you remember me? Why should I help you?��


    ��Injustice, I say! I��m fighting for our shared venture!��


    Luo En protested, explaining his struggles.


    ��Typhon and Kronos have been released, and Zeus is holed up in Olympus, ready to watch the battle from the sidelines. If I don��t find a way to stabilize the situation, all we��ve achieved in the Mortal World will end up for naught. Not to mention, bringing down The Three Fates and even Zeus will become a trivial task for us.��


    ��It��s your problem, not mine,�� Hecate corrected nonchalantly, not taking the bait.


    ��Uh-huh, maybe Zeus and The Three Fates aren��t after me, but what about the Old Gods?��


    Luo En nodded, his smile turning meaningful.


    ��If those confined in Tartarus knew you were at War God Mountain, your fate wouldn��t look too good, would it?��


    Hecate��s gaze sharpened, her expression eased.


    ��Tell me, what trouble have you run into?��


    Seeing Hecate��s willingness to cooperate, Luo En��s smile became a touch more sincere.


    Immediately, he outlined the progress of the Battle with the Giants and some plans for the second War God Mountain alliance, earnestly seeking advice from his master.


    ��Persuading The Three Fates to intervene is a tricky issue. Do you have any suggestions?��


    Hecate pondered for a moment, then shook her head slightly.


    ��The order of the Celestial Realm, the survival of mankind �C which is more important, The Three Fates must weigh themselves; moreover, the Battle with the Giants is a trial ordained by the gods. Whether they are willing to intervene is difficult to say. So, I agree with you, convincing them has, at best, a fifty percent chance, if not less. After all, humanity has perished many times over �C their life and death may not be so vital in the river of Fate.��


    Luo En felt a sinking feeling in his heart but still pressed on, unwilling to give up.


    ��Is there really no other way?��


    ��For now, we can only hope that the weight of destiny you��ve amassed can outweigh the ��Heavenly Destiny�� carried by His Majesty the King of Gods...��

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    ?Chapter 638: Chapter 97 Still pretending to be innocent?_2 Chapter 638: Chapter 97 Still pretending to be innocent?_2 Hecate shook her head, the picture of helplessness.


    Unable to get the answer he wanted, Luo En had no choice but to drop it and voice his second question.


    ��Immortal Typhon and Kronos are almost indestructible, is there any way to completely destroy that immortality?��


    ��To directly erase the immortality that��s fused into their divine souls is almost impossible.��


    Hecate shook her head to reject Luo En��s idea, then paused before changing tack.


    ��However, you could consider it from a different angle: how do you stop weeds from growing on a plot of land?��


    Luo En pondered for a moment, his eyes slightly narrowed, as he tentatively spoke.


    ...


    ��By planting the land full of crops?��


    Hecate looked at her disciple with satisfaction, clapping her hands in genuine admiration.


    ��You have not disappointed me!��


    ��It is your good teaching.��


    Luo En replied modestly, his heart already understanding the real solution to the puzzle.


    Indeed, it was very difficult to directly break the immortal nature of the two Divine Kings of the Old Gods.


    But what if their immortal souls were divided, and they were ��planted�� with ��crops��?


    In the past, the Old Sea God Pontos became nothing but fragments of divinity scattered throughout the sea, which then each gave birth and evolved into independent entities such as Keto the Mother of Sea Monsters, God of the Sea Phorcys, Old Man of the Sea Nereus, and so his own consciousness dissipated completely.


    If there was a successful case like this, then the same method should work for the two Divine Kings of the Old Gods.


    However, Kronos had already completed a major part of Divine Integration, and just coping on the battlefield required all his effort, let alone splitting his divine soul, which was even more difficult.


    On the other hand, there was another...


    Images of Typhon��s offspring on War God Mountain and that Demon Ancestor who fled into the Sea of Chaos came to Luo En��s mind, and a cold light gradually emerged in his eyes.


    Filial piety was a tradition in the Age of Greek Gods, not to be missed indeed...


    Looking at Luo En��s mischievous grin, Hecate shook her head and interrupted her disciple��s thoughts.


    ��So, what is your third matter?��


    Luo En came back to his senses, smiling slightly.


    ��It��s nothing big, just that I��m running low on funds, and I��d like to borrow a few chips from you to place a bet.��


    ��I��ve lost everything, including myself; what chips could I possibly have?��


    Hecate rolled her eyes at her disciple, asking irritably in return.


    ��There must be some, as many people still care about you.�� Luo En replied with a smile, then raised his right hand, showing the Mark of the Dead on the back of his hand with deep significance.


    ��So it��s them you��re talking about...�� Hecate had a moment of realization then a bitter smile crossed her face, ��You think too highly of me, don��t you? I��m just a prisoner at your feet and have no authority to mobilize them.��


    ��So, you��re refusing?�� Luo En asked seriously upon hearing this.


    ��I��ve told you, I can��t control these things...�� Hecate replied helplessly, ��Better to plead with those two...��


    ��I see, then there��s nothing I can do.�� Luo En shook his head in regret and then snapped his fingers to tighten the Magic Chains, crouching down slowly in front of Hecate.


    Hiss~~


    Suddenly, a tingling chill from her lower abdomen made Hecate draw in her breath, instinctively looking down.


    She saw, in the flickering glow��s elongated shadow, a hand holding a golden, gemstone-studded chalice, the other hand smearing the crimson liquid within, tracing intricate Holy Symbols on her bare abdomen.


    Hecate trembled and looked on with alarm at the sight.


    ��What are you trying to do?��


    ��Don��t worry, it��s just a gift for you.��


    Luo En explained with a smile as his fingers, dipped in the crimson liquid, touched the smooth skin. Finishing the final stroke, he stepped back and admired his work with satisfaction.


    Below his gaze, a crimson mark composed of opposing arches and a central vertical line stamped her flat and smooth belly.


    Hecate crossed her arms, shivering.


    ��What is this?��


    ��A bit of a foundation for cooperation.��


    Luo En glanced at his Master, who was like a lamb in a wolf��s den, replying somewhat irritably.


    ��I��ve got it!��


    At this moment, Hecate, who heard the explanation, seemed to have an epiphany, looking at her unworthy disciple with a face of grief and shame.


    ��It��s a Compulsory Divine Seal!��


    ��Bang!��


    The aggrieved victim, with a face full of black lines, could no longer bear it and slapped Hecate on the head, furiously roaring,


    ��Compulsory Divine Seal! Compulsory Divine Seal! Being the Witchcraft Goddess, how could you not know this?��


    ��Compulsory... command... you still want to continue humiliating me...��


    Hecate, mournfully pressing her chest, had a look of utter despondence.


    ��The misfortune of my sect, the misfortune of my sect...��


    ��Last night, when you were choking me with chains and vigorously tossing and turning atop me, why didn��t you mention it? Now you��re pretending to be pure in front of me?��


    Luo En looked disdainfully at the acting Witchcraft Goddess and bluntly exposed her true nature, then pried away the hand that was quietly creeping toward his abdomen.


    ��Don��t move your hands around! I��ll have to redraw it if you dirty it!��


    ��Tch...��


    Seeing that her scheme was revealed, Hecate helplessly rolled her eyes and resignedly raised her hands in surrender.


    ��Fine, fine, have I not agreed yet?��


    However, Luo En was indifferent to Hecate��s compromise, decisively pushing aside his scattered thoughts, pouring the crimson liquid from the Golden Holy Grail at Hecate��s feet, and constructing a circular magic array with her at the center.


    Then, he raised his hand and pressed it on his Master��s smooth abdomen, chanting softly,


    ��Blood and bone, network, sac, and tube, and flesh; one of one, two of one, murky threads, transforming truth to reality, inversion to illusion, integration to contemplation��the powerful Divine Seal, the slavery of deathly pain, the covenant of life!��


    With the chanting of the runes, a web of bloodstains spread rapidly throughout Hecate��s body, centering around the blood mark.


    Soon, the light patterns went out, and the bloodstains disappeared beneath Hecate��s skin, fading into invisibility.


    But between the spell recipient and the caster, a fateful connection had been established, as if breathing in unison, sharing a destiny.


    After completing all this, Luo En took a few steps back, condensing a light-shaped needle with his divine power and gently pricked his fingertip.


    ��Hisss!��


    Suddenly, Hecate, locked onto a cross-shaped column, gasped sharply and quickly covered her bleeding right index finger, complaining sullenly,


    ��Stop! There��s no need to test it; haven��t I agreed to everything?��


    Luo En ignored Hecate��s resentful gaze and reminded her cheerily,


    ��Master, you should know the effect of this Compulsory Divine Seal by now. If I live, you have a way out; if I meet my end, your fate will surely be worse than mine!��


    ��I know, I know, do you have anything else to say?��


    ��Since we are both on the same rope, you ought to place your bets now, shouldn��t you?��


    Hecate glared at her unworthy Disciple, bit her index finger, and using her divine blood as a medium, engraved a Divine Pattern on Luo En��s left hand, then sullenly dropped her arm.


    ��There, I��ve given you all I could. Are you satisfied now?��


    ��Thank you, Master.��


    Luo En waved cheerfully at the Goddess sitting at the base of the cross-shaped column and turned to walk out of the cave.


    Watching the retreating figure disappear into the darkness, Hecate withdrew her complex gaze, reached out to open the still-warm food box in front of her, and while tasting the food that replenished her blood and strength, she murmured softly,


    ��I hope you won��t disappoint me...��


    ��I hope you can go further...��


    ~~


    Meanwhile, outside the cave.


    After a full day and night of activity, Luo En stretched languidly in the dawn light, then looked around and walked towards the residence of Justice Goddess Themis at the mountain summit.


    Although he hadn��t received all the desired results from his Master Hecate, the trip was still a fruitful one.


    Before officially implementing his plan, however, there were things he needed to discuss with the Justice Goddess.


    But he had only walked a few steps when Luo En saw a red-haired beauty in sheer robes standing on the edge of a cliff, gazing dreamily at the surging sea, engulfed in a solitary and sad aura.


    ��Venus? What are you doing here?��


    Luo En approached the cliffside figure, an underling of the Mechanical God, and inquired.


    The red-haired Mechanical God pursed her lips and sighed deeply,


    ��Remembering my homeland, mourning my people...��


    She then tossed dozens of bronze-crafted metal flowers from her basket into the churning waves below the cliff, her lips silently mouthing ancient eulogies.


    Luo En paused momentarily, then realized:


    This seems to be the last of the Mechanical Gods of the Bronze Clan...

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    ?Chapter 639: Chapter 98: Want to Try My Breeding Module? (4.7k) Chapter 639: Chapter 98: Want to Try My Breeding Module? (4.7k) While watching Mechanical God Aphrodite, or rather the Bronze Clan��s final Fake God Venus, stand on the edge of the cliff and solemnly commemorate, Luo En��s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.


    ��You, do you feel sad for them?��


    ��What do you think we are?��


    Mechanical God Venus paused with her hand, turned around to face Luo En who was behind her, and retorted with a cold snort,


    ��A tool to purify the earth? Or simply a weapon to slaughter?��


    Luo En was startled by these words, and suddenly remembered the original purpose for which the Bronze Clan had been created, which was to replace the human beings of gold and silver destroyed and become a link in the ecological chain of the God Era World, reforming new species on the surface that would worship the gods.


    Thus, the twelve Mechanical Gods born from the Bronze Clan originally had the main purpose not to fight, but to improve the environmental ecosystem efficiently gathering and utilizing the resources of the God Era, and they were set up as a distributed data terminal.


    For example, the original name of Mechanical God Venus (Aphrodite) was ��Intelligent Life Teaching Large Terminal,�� Mechanical God Neptune (Poseidon) was originally named ��Marine Environment Alteration Device Terminal,�� Mechanical God Ceres (Demeter) was originally named ��Ecological Material Production Terminal,�� Mechanical God Vulcan (Hephaestus) was originally named ��Material Molding and Processing Terminal��...


    ...


    But later, as the influx of information and self-perfection occurred, they gradually acquired divinity, condensed their divine nature, and fostered a new civilization that far exceeded Zeus��s expectations.


    As for the ultimate result, naturally it attracted the fear of His Majesty the King of Gods, leading to the disaster of eradication.


    Watching Luo En, who had not responded for a long time in front of her, the red-haired Mechanical God clenched the bronze flowers in her hand into metallic scraps and bitterly accused.


    ��Why should life exist only in the form of flesh and blood? Why is what you define as civilization called civilization? We too have hearts!��


    Hearing the anger mixed in her words, Luo En suddenly remembered Talos, the Bronze Giant who fought for the Minosians on Crete Island till the last moment, and couldn��t help but tap his head that had been limited by old thinking.


    This is the God Era, life forms are not just one kind.


    The gods are the incarnations of rules, the condensation of will; Nymphs can be born from plants and trees, Deities can also be born from mountains and rivers;


    From the ashes of the Titans sprang the glory of present-day humanity, why couldn��t the essence of metals create the civilization of the Bronze Clan?


    Therefore, it is narrow-minded to differentiate high and low, to distinguish between sentient and unsentient based on race and class.


    Regardless of the past, now they are allies standing with humans and new gods, fighting until the last moment for the survival of civilization and deservedly receiving due respect.


    As his thoughts cleared, Luo En��s face showed a hint of apology.


    ��Sorry, it was my fault to say...��


    Saying that, he intended to make amends for his abruptness, reached into the basket Mechanical God Venus was carrying, and pulled out a few bronze metal flowers, throwing them into the rolling waves below the cliff, together paying tribute to the fallen allies of the previous battle.


    Mechanical God Venus, seeing this, was slightly stunned and looked at Luo En with immense surprise.


    ��Your gods actually lower their heads?��


    ��Before becoming a god, I was much like you, just a human struggling for survival, and moreover, I had met a Bronze Giant who left a deep impression on me; he fought side by side with me to the last moment of his life...��


    Luo En explained solemnly, his face showing a faint remembrance.


    Then, he turned his head toward Mechanical God Venus beside him, and sincerely spoke.


    ��So, I truly hope you survive this war and continue the lineage of the Bronze Clan.��


    Mechanical God Venus tilted her head and looked at her startlingly frank boss, seriously assessing, ��You don��t seem quite like the others...��


    Then, she pressed her hand against her chest where her engine was running a bit too fast, watched her boss��s golden eyes flickering,


    ��I think I��m a bit moved.��


    ��Cough cough~~��


    Standing on the cliff and maintaining a deep demeanor, Luo En couldn��t help but cough violently, hurriedly waving his hand and saying sternly.


    ��Let��s just maintain a purely comradely relationship.��


    ��I��m not beautiful?�� Mechanical God Venus looked puzzled.


    ��It��s not that,�� Luo En shook his head helplessly, reluctantly pulling Tethys as a shield, ��I��m a married man.��


    Mechanical God Venus paused for a moment, then looked disdainfully at her boss.


    ��I could smell the female pheromones on you from hundreds of miles away, and it seems there��s more than one object.��


    Caught red-handed, Luo En couldn��t help but blush.


    Watching her boss, who normally had everything under control, look embarrassed because of a few words, Mechanical God Venus suddenly found it amusing. Her bright nostrils twitched slightly as they gathered various interesting pieces of information from in front of her usual culprit.


    ��Hmm, from the residual pheromones extracted, you��ve apparently mated with two goddesses in the last forty-eight hours, and according to the data match, one of them is the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia, and the other doesn��t seem to be in my database backup...��


    Listening to this, Luo En instantly broke out in a sweat.


    What kind of Sherlock Holmes hound is this? With just the smell, she could reconstruct his sneaky activities in the past two days, simply outrageous!


    Seeing her boss sweating profusely, Mechanical God Venus, who was usually treated like a beast of burden, was as if she had discovered a new continent.


    She pulled up the high-frequency vocabulary often used by her boss in such scenes, smilingly approached him, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.


    ��God of Wine dear, you wouldn��t want your wife to find out about your cheating outside, would you?��

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    ?Chapter 640: Chapter 98: Want to Try My Breeding Module? (4.7k)_2 Chapter 640: Chapter 98: Want to Try My Breeding Module? (4.7k)_2 Luo En nearly got blasted by thunder upon hearing those words.


    Why does this Mechanical God come with its own soap opera? My goodness, this Mechanical God is broken.


    Seeing the scene become even more inappropriate, Luo En quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.


    ��Alright, alright, just say what you want me to do.��


    Then, to prevent the plot from going astray, he made sure to add a stern caveat.


    ��Just to make clear, selling my body is off the table!��


    But the more Luo En emphasized this point, the more eager Mechanical God Venus seemed to be.


    ...


    ��As the Goddess of Love among the twelve Mechanical Gods, my Breeding Module is absolutely perfect. The experience might even rival that of the Deities��won��t you consider it?��


    ��Thanks, but no thanks!��


    Luo En crossed his arms over his chest, mercilessly refusing the highly tempting proposal.


    It wasn��t that his moral integrity was particularly lofty; it��s just that the ethics of these Mechanical Gods differed from those of Deities and humans.


    If he couldn��t control himself and got involved with this female Mechanical God, it��s quite possible that an adult film starring the two of them would be all over the streets the next day, the talk of the town for both Deities and humans alike.


    He still wanted to make his way in Athens; he couldn��t afford to lose that reputation.


    Following that, Luo En issued his ultimatum.


    ��Do you have something for me, or can I go now?��


    Seeing her boss poised to slip away, the red-haired Mechanical Goddess reluctantly spoke up.


    ��Yes, I hope you can help me revive the Bronze Clan.��


    ��How do you plan on reviving them?��


    ��As a Spiritual Information Data Collection Machine, I have a data backup of the entire Bronze Clan. If you could help me find the ��Chaos�� core, allowing me to obtain the necessary Authority and resources, perhaps I can reignite the fire of the Bronze Clan, enabling their resurgence!��


    ��What��s in it for me?��


    ��The entire Bronze Clan! I can lead all the Automaton Soldiers and Mechanical Gods to pledge allegiance to you!��


    ��Your so-called Bronze Clan isn��t just you alone, is it?��


    Luo En unamusedly punctured Mechanical God Venus�� pie in the sky, squinting his eyes as he asked.


    ��And, if I recall correctly, Poseidon previously commanded quite a few Mechanical Gods in battle. ��Chaos�� must have shared quite a bit of Authority with him. Why don��t you consider cooperating with Lord of the Sea?��


    ��Heh, a fool who��s already out of the game can barely save himself, let alone give us hope.��


    Mechanical God Venus scoffed disdainfully, showing no respect for that master of the seas.


    ��Moreover, he has abandoned me once before. I do not wish to repeat the same mistake and become a desperate castaway again.��


    ��You think I��m different from him?��


    ��At the very least, you see us as equal beings, not just tools to be easily expended.��


    Listening to Mechanical God Venus�� resolute response, Luo En pondered for a moment and slowly spoke.


    ��I can help you with the revival of the Bronze Clan by recovering the remains of Mechanical Gods. But not now��it��s too complicated there. Typhon and his Demon Army are entrenched in the Chaos Sea Domain, and atop the Sea of Okeanos, the three Hundred-Handed Giants serving as Zeus�� spies are roaming. I can��t get involved right now; I can only wait for the right moment to fulfill my promise to you.��


    ��No problem. Based on my data analysis of you, I believe you can do it!��


    Mechanical God Venus nodded without hesitation and then reached out her hand proactively.


    ��So, do we have a deal?��


    ��Deal!��


    Luo En smiled faintly, gently grasping the fingertips of Mechanical God Venus, cementing their oath further.


    Of course, he understood that the so-called revival of the Bronze Clan by Mechanical God Venus wasn��t entirely altruistic.


    For as soon as she found the remains of the other Mechanical Gods or obtained the ��Chaos�� core, Venus could also enhance her own Authority, achieving a Divinity upgrade and integration.


    By then, whether the reborn Bronze Clan would acknowledge ��Chaos��, the old relic, or heed the new boss Venus, was highly questionable.


    However, although fully aware of Venus�� self-serving motives, Luo En didn��t intend to interfere.


    Whether it��s the gods, the Mechanical Gods, or humans... Intelligent beings often transcend themselves and climb higher ladders, driven by their own selfish desires.


    And, by virtue of their prior master-servant contract, this Bronze Mechanical God was already marked inside and out as his own.


    For Luo En, letting Venus replace Chaos and become the leader of the nascent Bronze Clan was a bet with nothing to lose.


    So, he didn��t mind expending a bit of effort and energy to help Venus.


    After all, Lord Bo was nearly done for; he had no use for the inheritance of the Bronze Clan, nor the power or guts to contend for it.


    As his thoughts cleared, Luo En painted another grand vision for Mechanical God Venus.


    ��Alright, for now, just focus on your work. Once everything settles down, I��ll give you the answer you want.��


    ��At your command!��


    Venus, having received the promise, nodded respectfully, her demeanor even more sincerely devoted.


    Then, with a pleasant mood, she looked up at her boss and threw in what she believed to be a very attractive proposition.


    ��Of course, if you have any needs, you can always come to me. Both my emotional module and Breeding Module are top-notch...��


    Clearly, this ��need�� was mostly related to mating.


    ��Stop, stop, stop! I��m very busy with work lately; you better amuse yourself.��


    Luo En had his forehead creased with black lines as he waved his hand in refusal, heading straight towards the top of War God Mountain without looking back.


    Watching her boss, who had just flirted with two female ghosts, remain completely unmoved by her charms time and time again, Mechanical God Venus couldn��t help but feel deeply frustrated.

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    ?Chapter 641: Chapter 98: Want to Try My Breeding Module? (4.7k)_3 Chapter 641: Chapter 98: Want to Try My Breeding Module? (4.7k)_3 ��Am I that bad?��


    She raised her hand to touch her delicate cheek and looked toward the beautiful reflection in the water, instantly regaining her confidence.


    No, it definitely isn��t my problem!


    Mechanical God Venus furrowed her brows, doubts rising in her heart.


    Then why does he keep rejecting me? Is it because the Seed is very precious?


    Or perhaps it contains the secret to his strength?


    Mechanical God Venus was slightly taken aback, but quickly collected herself, her rolling pink tongue licking her moist lips, as she gazed thoughtfully at the figure ascending to the top of War God Mountain.


    ...


    If that��s the case, I have no choice but to taste it.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, Luo En, who was just arriving at the entrance of a residence, felt an eerie chill rush up from behind, causing him to sneeze heavily.


    ��Achoo!��


    ��You��ve caught a cold?��


    The tightly closed door creaked open, and Justice Goddess Themis, in a simple white gauze dress and holding the Sword of Judgment, walked out concernedly to inquire.


    ��No, it��s probably just the wind today.��


    Luo En waved his hand and looked up at Justice Goddess Themis, who had personally come to greet him, a smile appearing on his face.


    ��What��s this? Won��t you invite me in to sit?��


    Themis realized, smiled, and stepped aside to formally invite today��s visitor inside.


    The elegant and unique courtyard was swept clean, with a simple stone table in the center, a few dishes of fruit preserves and snacks placed on it, and a stove on the side with faint yellow flames, heating a pot of floral brew made by the Nymphs, its light fragrance diffusing into the air.


    According to the timing, these refreshments were clearly prepared in advance.


    Justice Goddess Themis, showing none of the standoffishness or impatience of a goddess, gently picked up the pot on the stove, filling the cups in front of them, every move embodying harmony and natural beauty, like a chrysanthemum blooming alone, blossoming in its own right.


    The faint fragrance of the flowers unconsciously cleansed the mind of clutter, immersing them in this tranquility and peace.


    People as unassuming as chrysanthemums can outshine a hundred flowers.


    That apt appraisal sprung into Luo En��s mind, as he shook his slightly dazed head and raised his cup to apologize to Themis, who had been waiting for who knows how long.


    ��Sorry for the wait.��


    Themis didn��t seem to mind at all, picked up her cup to sip lightly, then smiled gently, inviting Luo En to sit down and discuss the heart of the matter.


    The so-called heart of the matter was naturally how to persuade The Three Fates to take action.


    But since Luo En had not obtained useful information from Hecate, he had no clue for the time being and could only inform Themis of the usual negotiation direction and some techniques of uncertain effect.


    Themis listened quietly while taking notes, occasionally asking about various strategies needed in different scenarios.


    Luo En spared no details, nearly emptying out the last of his thoughts, hoping to boost Themis��s odds of success against The Three Fates.


    However, the more he spoke, the more uncertain he felt inside.


    Finally, after a moment of reflection, Luo En took the initiative.


    ��Maybe I should go with you?��


    However, Themis shook her head, politely but firmly declining.


    ��That might not be a good idea. The stance of The Three Fates is still unknown, and as the leader of the Alliance, if those three place more importance on the Heavenly Destiny carried by Zeus, you might be in danger!��


    ��What about you?��


    ��You said yourself my odds are higher, didn��t you?��


    Themis spoke with a smile, looking confidently at Luo En.


    ��Besides, even if I fail, wouldn��t I still have you?��


    For the gods, death was often not the end.


    Even if she became a sacrifice in this trial, she believed the God of Wine before her would awaken her once more.


    After all, this man always seemed to bring miracles and hope.


    Perhaps influenced by that firm gaze, Luo En brushed away the shadows in his heart and raised his cup high.


    ��Since you put it that way, how could I let you down?��


    ��Me too!��


    Themis nodded earnestly, likewise raising her cup to clink it against that of her friend and mentor.


    In a vigorous and heartfelt exchange, the sun set beyond the horizon.


    Since they hadn��t fully resolved the issue of persuading The Three Fates to act, they decided to return to the house to consolidate the information at hand and ponder alone through the night, planning to continue their discussion the next day.


    Thus, Luo En naturally accepted Themis��s invitation to stay overnight in the adjacent room.


    However, after freshening up, Luo En was sitting at the table, barely flipping through a few pages of materials, when a gentle knock sounded on the tightly closed door.


    As the door opened, a misty, warm steam wafted in, and the Justice Goddess, draped in white gauze with dewdrops glistening on her skin, entered the room.


    Her damp hair casually draped over her shoulders, and the flush from the lingering warmth on her cheeks made her as mesmerizing as a crabapple flower rising from the water, too exquisite for words.


    Luo En watched as Themis approached under the fluorescent light, his eyelids twitched, and his throat felt somewhat dry.

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    ?Chapter 642: Chapter 99: The Breeding Module, Just So So (4.6k) Chapter 642: Chapter 99: The Breeding Module, Just So So (4.6k) ��I can��t sleep, just thought I��d check up on you.��


    Themis quietly explained as she placed a pot of flowery brew and a few plates of snacks on the table, smiling invitingly at Luo En.


    ��Care for a drink with me?��


    It was hard to decline such hospitality; Luo En, wearing his bathrobe, sat at the table and took a gulp of the pleasant-smelling flowery brew, trying to quench the growing dryness in his mouth.


    However, after downing the brew, the thirst in his mouth didn��t subside; it seemed to grow even stronger.


    In fact, his body began to feel hot and dry, as if flames were burning through his blood.


    ��Another cup?��


    ...


    A gentle voice came through, and Themis across from him considerately stood up, picked up a silver-plated jug, and slightly bent down to refill Luo En��s glass.


    Luo En snapped out of his daze, and without thinking, he glanced up, only to see two formidable peaks nearly bursting through the loose neckline of the bathrobe and brushing against his nose.


    ��Rich and generous.


    That was Luo En��s silent assessment as he quickly diverted his eyes and coughed to change the subject.


    ��Can��t sleep because of what happened during the day?��


    ��Can��t it be for another reason?��


    Themis shook her head, propping her chin up as she gazed at Luo En across from her, smiling.


    ��Like, missing you...��


    ��Cough cough!��


    Luo En coughed violently, almost spraying the flowery brew from his nose.


    Greece may be liberal, but you, the Goddess of Justice, don��t have to be so forward, do you? Knocking on my door in the middle of the night?


    Wait a minute...


    Was Themis really that desperate?


    Luo En��s eyes narrowed, and he instantly became alert, vigilantly eyeing the Goddess of Justice sitting opposite him.


    ��Who are you?��


    ��Ah, you found out already?��


    A voice tinged with regret came as ripples spread over the impersonating Goddess of Justice, the ample and generous mountains shrank rapidly, the medium stature stretched taller, and golden hair was tinted a vibrant rose-red.


    Luo En��s gaze swept over the delicate and enticing features and couldn��t help but frown darkly,


    ��Venus? Why is it you?��


    ��Just as I said earlier, I missed you, didn��t I?��


    Mechanical God Venus replied cheerfully, her body coiling up like a snake, arms wrapping gently around her boss��s right hand and swaying intimately.


    Luo En was unmoved and bluntly pushed away Venus��s approaching head: ��Act proper!��


    ��You don��t like this mode? Okay, I��ll switch!��


    The red-haired Mechanical God blinked and then snapped her fingers.


    Instantly, Venus��s body flowed like mercury, her height shortened, her chest curves expanded, and her figure became petite and lovable.


    With the final shift in light and color, a black-haired, blue-eyed domestic Goddess flung herself at Luo En, wrapped around his neck, and affectionately rocked back and forth.


    ��Luo En, did you miss me?��


    ��Hestia...��


    Luo En murmured instinctively, but quickly caught himself and shook his slightly foggy head, dispelling the wrong perception. He yanked Venus, deeply immersed in her role-playing, off himself, sizing up this last Mechanical God of the Bronze Clan with surprise.


    After a thorough examination, he finally understood why Venus��s disguise had been able to fool him.


    Because in a certain sense, this wasn��t a ��disguise�� by Venus but a ��transformation.��


    As a Spirit Particle information collector and infiltration model, the metallic fluid in her body endowed her with the ability to easily change her appearance, height, weight, voice, and more. Moreover, she could simulate the Divinity wavelengths of different targets, perfectly impersonating them after gathering data.


    Judging by appearance alone, it was very hard to tell the real from the fake.


    Luo En had simply failed to realize this and was thus deceived by Venus�� transformation into Themis.


    If it hadn��t been for her temperament retaining its usual characteristics, manifesting behavioral and verbal discrepancies that didn��t match Themis�� nature, he would probably have remained oblivious.


    ��You��re still not satisfied? Okay, I��ll change again.��


    At this moment, Mechanical God Venus, seeming quite taken with her role-playing, snapped her fingers again for the third transformation.


    This time, she took on Athena��s form, commanding arrogantly.


    ��Lie down, I��m getting on top!��


    ��Cough cough...��


    Luo En coughed violently, remembering the first time Athena had ridden him.


    If he hadn��t been sure that the Mechanical God of the Bronze Clan hadn��t yet come into existence back then, he would��ve thought Venus had overheard the corner discussion between him and Athena.


    However, whether Themis, Hestia, or Athena, this woman could use her Divine Authority and traits to play each part to perfection, with none of the figures or looks amiss.


    So, if someone were to bring her into his fold, would that mean he��d married all of Greece��s beauties?


    Inharmonious images flashed through Luo En��s mind, stirring a wave of fanciful thoughts.


    Seeing her boss��s subtle change in expression, Venus grew more confident.


    ��Wanna try?��


    ��Fuck off!��


    Luo En suppressed his rising impulses and slapped away the eager Venus, scolding her righteously.


    ��What kind of nonsense are you always thinking about? Got a virus in your brain?��


    ��Not at all, I��m very normal! Even more normal than before!��


    Venus shook her head, opened her right hand, and gazed at the pink halo swirling in her palm with excited eyes.


    ��And, I think I may have found my opportunity for advancement.��


    ��What?��


    ��Mating!��

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    ?Chapter 643: Chapter 99 Breeding Module, Just Like That (4.6k)_2 Chapter 643: Chapter 99 Breeding Module, Just Like That (4.6k)_2 Venus solemnly uttered savage words, providing an explanation,


    ��The Bronze Clan has no concept of sexual reproduction, and their emotions are not rich either. As the God of Love, it��s hard for me to draw the power of belief from the entire clan, but after mourning for them, I found that upon experiencing sorrow, the program restrictions inside me seemed to have loosened.��


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then voiced his speculation.


    ��Does the accumulation of emotions enrich your selves?��


    ��Exactly! That��s what I think too!��


    Venus nodded joyously, looking at her seemingly all-knowing boss with even more eagerness in her eyes.


    ��So I was thinking, since even the emotion of sadness can help me evolve, wouldn��t emotions and behaviors that align with my divinity allow me even further enhancement?��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En recalled Venus��s usurped Power of Love and Desire and instantly understood her intent.


    ...


    ��You want me to be your guinea pig?��


    ��No, the test has already been successful! During the process of my infatuation with you, I found that my Divine Core and divinity were highly active! This method is definitely effective!��


    Venus replied with excitement, as if she had seen the path to a brighter future.


    Damn, you��ve stolen Aphrodite��s promiscuous Power of Love and Desire; your divinity activates with anyone you fancy!


    Luo En inwardly cursed while he earnestly advised.


    ��The Power of Love and Desire is not solely manifested in the attraction between sexes or the mating of men and women. Saving innocent lives in peril, promoting aesthetics and philanthropy, might also be a path.��


    ��That��s true.��


    Venus nodded as if she agreed with Luo En��s words, then suddenly, she continued to tear at her boss��s bathrobe, focused on her task.


    ��But this way is faster!��


    Fine, so you��re impervious to reason, huh?


    Luo En laughed bitterly out of extreme irritation, yanking Venus off of him, who was attempting to take advantage of him, and prepared to throw this woman out of the room.


    However, using too much strength, he accidentally pulled off Venus��s half-concealed bathrobe, revealing a perfect body that adhered to the Golden Ratio.


    Luo En inexplicably felt his blood surge; the room��s temperature seemed to rise rapidly, while the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Venus, with her arms crossed over her chest, was like a block of ice in the scorching summer, exuding a comfortable chill, provoking an impulse to pin her down and ravage her.


    As that impulsive surge began to assault his reason, Luo En abruptly realized something was amiss, shook his head, and glared at Venus through gritted teeth.


    ��What have you done to me?��


    ��Oh, to help you get in the mood more quickly, I added extracted Sexual Pheromones to the flower brew and pastries.��


    Venus pointed at the plates and wine jug on the table, replying matter-of-factly.


    Sexual Pheromones?


    This substance didn��t stem from her Authority, nor was it within the scope of Magic Potions; theoretically, it perfectly bypassed detection by Divinity.


    And moreover...


    Luo En thought of the nearly emptied dishes and wine he had consumed and suddenly felt a surge of alarm.


    ��How much did you add?��


    ��Not much, the pheromones I extracted from all over War God Mountain are all here.��


    Venus blinked innocently.


    All of it?!


    Luo En��s heart nearly stopped as he looked at Venus with a murderous gaze.


    The entire ecosystem of War God Mountain had altered due to housing a vast number of Typhon��s Offspring, resulting in an unusually intense mating and feeding desire among various animals and Magic Beasts.


    If Venus truly harvested pheromones from all over War God Mountain to medicate him, Luo En didn��t dare to imagine the potency of the substance.


    Perhaps intimidated by her boss��s fierce gaze, the red-haired mechanical goddess of the Bronze Clan shrank back, hastily apologizing with a forced smile.


    ��I saw you were bored tonight, just wanted to find something to entertain you. If you��re not satisfied with me, I��ll immediately next door to drug Themis!��


    With that, a Bronze Clan mechanical goddess with a lacking sense of morality stealthily retreated towards the door, preparing to drag the Goddess of Justice in to face the storm.


    ��Thinking of leaving? Get back here!��


    Luo En pulled Venus back into the room just as she reached the door and threw her onto the bed. His eyes, fixed on the culprit, now burned with a hot, red intensity as the effects of the Sexual Pheromones began to take hold.


    But Venus, the instigator, showed little fear on her face; instead, she exuded thick curiosity and anticipation.


    ��Have you come around to the idea?��


    The Bronze Clan was a metallic species born to Evolve, different from flesh-and-blood humans, beyond measurement by common morals of good and evil, and also beyond deterring with ordinary pain.


    For them, mating might be left with only the value of research.


    Especially for Venus, who sought to perfect the Power of Love and Desire, this was an extremely intriguing topic.


    Luo En��s lips curled upward, smiling silently. He then slightly raised his hand, his fingertip piercing his palm, allowing the golden-red Divine Blood to fall onto Venus��s body. His lips moved gently as he chanted the Holy Words in a measured cadence.


    ��...Eternal Life, born from life itself, bestowed by death.


    Because of thy sin, be anointed and marked.


    Forgiveness is now, a vow upon my incarnation...��


    The echo of the Divine Words lingered by Venus��s ear, the golden-red Divine Blood transforming into Divine Liquid, forming a Magic Array through the skin��s surface and completely merging into Venus��s body.


    At the same time, a novel feeling of heaviness spread throughout the entire body of the Bronze mechanical goddess.

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    ?Chapter 644: Chapter 99 Breeding Module, Just Like That (4.6k)_3 Chapter 644: Chapter 99 Breeding Module, Just Like That (4.6k)_3 Venus raised her arm, looking at the translucent skin and the interwoven blue and purple veins beneath it, and couldn��t help but ask curiously.


    ��What is this?��


    ��A blessing.��


    Luo En revealed a brilliant smile as he gently explained.


    ��I used my own blood to give you flesh, to free you from the shackles of metal and endow you with a natural body.��


    ��Really? Then I must feel it properly!��


    Venus was slightly startled, then touched her warm cheeks. Like a child getting a new toy, she pinched and twisted her crystalline arms, experiencing the flesh and blood entity so different from metal.


    ...


    But soon, she discovered all kinds of drawbacks of the flesh: it was not resistant to pain, not to cold or heat, easily injured, and difficult to repair.


    Even, the output power was limited by the body��s capacity to endure.


    For a moment, Venus felt disheartened.


    ��The flesh is such an inconvenient thing.��


    ��But it has an advantage you wanted.��


    ��What?��


    ��To let you truly experience what human desire is.��


    Luo En narrowed his eyes slightly, a cruel smile appearing on his face.


    ��You wanted to be with me, didn��t you? Now I can satisfy you!��


    Instincts of self-preservation made Venus��s expression freeze in an instant, her subconscious mind wanting to prop up her newly acquired flesh and put distance between herself and the ominous man before her.


    However, with a stinging pain on her scalp, her cascading red hair was grabbed brutally.


    Unable to break free, the female Mechanical God was thrown onto the bed, and a golden-red figure surrounded by a halo of blood unmercifully burst through the gates of science, personally testing Venus��s highly prized Breeding Module.


    Struck as if by lightning, Venus lost all interest in her research, feeling as if everything in front of her was a nightmare.


    This was the ravaging of the weak by the strong, without the slightest pity, tenderness, or pause.


    Pain, a pain like never before!


    Her blood was burning, muscles convulsing, bones wailing, and every inch of skin felt as if being gnawed and torn apart by venomous snakes.


    Again and again, her battered body sent the real sensations continuously into her consciousness, like surging waves slamming against rocks, almost completely shattering her psyche time and again.


    Who knows how long it took, the cruel conquest paused amidst the defeated��s exhaustingly piercing wail.


    Yet, after only a moment, a new cycle began.


    The torment woven of pain and suffering, together with the impact of love and desire, gradually made Venus��s consciousness turn chaotic and bewildered.


    I��m going to die! I��m going to die!


    A terrible thought awakened her survival instinct.


    However, no matter how she pleaded, how she wailed, the raging beast showed no pity, relentlessly tormenting his prey without a moment��s respite.


    Driven by instinct, Venus cared for nothing else, promptly biting her tongue and sprouting divine blood gold and red.


    A wisp of pink mist formed, seemingly alive, slipping through the crack of the door and infiltrating the silhouette next door.


    At that moment, Themis, who lay resting on the bed, felt something, sat up as if hearing the discordant noise coming from next door.


    What��s happening?


    The Goddess of Justice furrowed her brows, got up, took up the Sword of Judgment, and went to the door where the noise originated.


    With a slight touch of the gemstone-studded sword handle, the defensive barrier in front of the door rippled open.


    ��May I come in?��


    Themis announced her presence and pushed the door open, but the step she took over the threshold froze mid-air as her eyes filled with shock and surprise.


    In the messy bedroom, another ��self�� lay on the bed, enduring the fierce pounding from behind.


    The scene shocked Luo En too, who was buried in his work, causing his mind to race in turmoil.


    Venus, damn it, you��ve set me up!


    As Luo En considered how he would deal with this unruly subordinate later on, Mechanical God Venus let out a desperate cry for help to the Goddess of Justice outside the door.


    ��He��s poisoned! He thinks I��m you, please help!��


    Hearing this, Themis��s body shivered, and she bit her cherry lips lightly. She steeled her heart and stepped resolutely into the room to rescue the innocent sufferer.


    The sound of fabric tearing, the transfer of power, and a new round of conquest unfolded.


    Outside, the clouds obscured the moon, storms turned fierce, and a torrential downpour descended as if the deities themselves were mercilessly whipping the entire world.

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    ?Chapter 645: Chapter 100: No More Appointments, My Butt Hurts (4k, Asking for Votes) Chapter 645: Chapter 100: No More Appointments, My Butt Hurts (4k, Asking for Votes) Two days and nights later.


    The torrential rain outside the window gradually subsided, and the barrier enveloping the dwelling melted away inch by inch with the sunrise.


    Inside the house, the red-haired Mechanical God Venus leaned in a corner of the wall, examining her somewhat bruised arm, while massaging her abdomen, giving off a strange and peculiar sensation, and murmured to herself.


    ��So this is human love and desire? How odd...��


    ��What? You want to continue?��


    A deep hum came to her ears, and terrifying memories surged in her heart. Mechanical God Venus couldn��t help but shiver and shook her head like a rattle drum.


    ��No, no more, my butt hurts...��


    ...


    Saying so, the Mechanical God from the Bronze Clan spread her crimson wings and quickly flew out of the room while Luo En wasn��t paying attention.


    ��You all go ahead, I have things to do!��


    Luo En glanced at the fleeing Venus, then turned to look at Themis, who was sprawled across the bed head fast asleep.


    The Goddess of Justice��s sleeping posture was extremely relaxed, her eyes lightly closed, a faint smile hanging on her lips, seemingly still savoring the pleasures of love in her dreams.


    Luo En, somewhat uneasy in his heart, saw this and chuckled silently. He stretched out a hand to cover Themis��s shoulders with the blanket, then put on his clothes, wrote down some messages on parchment, and quietly stepped out of the yard.


    Watching the sunrise leap above the horizon, Luo En��s smile slowly faded.


    Kronos would probably need about seven days to reshape the ��Crown,�� and with the rendezvous at War God Mountain, consulting Prometheus, seeking advice from Hecate, and the time spent fooling around with Hestia, a total of two days were spent;


    Next, discussing the revival of the Bronze Clan, negotiating with The Three Fates to join the fray, plus an unexpected round of troubles, another two days were used up.


    Now, there were only about three days left to prepare.


    To be safe, some things couldn��t be delayed any longer.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, looked down at the Mark of the Dead and the Wheel of Hecate on the back of his hand, drew several lines of Hermes Script in the air with his hand, and a dark rift opened, swallowing his figure into it.


    At the same time, Themis, who was sound asleep inside the house, seemed to sense something and woke up.


    Looking at the freshly written message on the desk, Goddess of Justice draped a shawl over herself, picked up the Sword of Judgment beside the bed, stepped out of the room, and looked toward the vast mountains in the distance, her eyes blazing with brilliant colors.


    Fate, huh? Let��s give it a try!


    Starlight fell, and her graceful figure disappeared into the light.


    ~~


    Two days later, War God Mountain.


    Accompanied by a flickering pale light, Luo En stepped out of the pitch-black rift and headed straight to the front of the Great Temple at the mountaintop.


    Athena, who was immersed in her work at the desk, heard the noise outside the door, paused her pen, and looked up at the figure that had disappeared for two days, and let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief.


    ��Back already?��


    ��Uh-huh.��


    Luo En nodded slightly, approached the desk, pulled over a chair to sit down, and stretched leisurely and contentedly, trying to ease the fatigue in his bones.


    It was as if he had just gone through a long and arduous journey.


    Athena didn��t ask anything, didn��t say anything, but picked up the exquisite silver kettle on the table, poured a cup of calming, energizing herbal tea for Luo En across from her, and then came behind him, gently massaging his shoulders and head.


    Luo En��s feeling of relaxation became even more pronounced, enjoying this rare break.


    After ��lying like a corpse�� for a full quarter of an hour, he slowly opened his eyes, took a sip of the slightly cool tea, and tossed a bronze crest inscribed with strange runes to Athena.


    Athena watched the grey aura swirling above the crest, her eyes flickering slightly.


    ��Where did you go?��


    ��Uh, it��s too much for you to defend War God Mountain alone. To be on the safe side, I brought you a trump card to deal with Typhon.��


    ��Will this thing be useful?��


    ��If the plan goes well, you might be able to take down that Demon Ancestor.��


    Luo En answered confidently, then moved his lips and shared the intelligence he had extracted from Hecate, as well as the gains of his trip, with Athena.


    Athena listened attentively, nodded in a contemplative manner.


    ��Planting crops all over the field to leave no room for weeds to grow? Not a bad idea, it��s worth a try.��


    However, soon after, the Goddess of Wisdom looked down at the bronze crest in her hand, her eyes gradually narrowing.


    ��So, what��s the catch?��


    ��What catch?��


    Luo En blinked, looking puzzled.


    ��Don��t play dumb!�� Athena tossed the bronze crest back onto the table, eyeing Luo En with irritation, ��Thessaly and War God Mountain are like two ends of a scale. If that thing is really so convenient, why didn��t you use it on the front line? If you won��t talk, keep it yourself.��


    ��Alright, alright, I��ll tell.��


    Seeing he couldn��t hide it, Luo En raised both hands in surrender.


    ��It��s nothing serious, this thing can only restrain one of two targets, and just as you guessed, if one side of the scale dips, the other side gets more pressure.��


    ��So you��re saying, once I use this thing, Thessaly will be in great danger?��


    ��Pretty much.��


    Luo En nodded, picked up the bronze crest from the desk again, and put it back into Athena��s hands, reminding her with a grin.


    ��So, you can only use this card for a final victory; don��t throw it away unless absolutely necessary.��


    Listening to that double-meaning musing, Athena thought for a moment, didn��t refuse, and finally gripped the bronze crest tightly in her palm.


    Seeing the gift accepted, Luo En��s heart dropped the heavy stone it was carrying, then looked around the room, shifting the topic.

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    ?Chapter 646: Chapter 100: No More Appointments, My Butt Hurts (4k, Asking for Votes)_2 Chapter 646: Chapter 100: No More Appointments, My Butt Hurts (4k, Asking for Votes)_2 ��Right, where is Themis? I want to talk to her.��


    Athena��s face darkened upon hearing this.


    ��She went to the Temple of Fate and has not returned yet.��


    ��When did she leave?��


    ��The same day as you...��


    Luo En��s expression also turned ugly.


    Two days had passed.


    ...


    Themis had not returned to War God Mountain, and no news had come from the Temple of Fate, essentially proving that her mission to persuade The Three Fates had failed.


    Even worse, Themis herself might have been suppressed or even... erased by The Three Fates!


    The worst possible outcome!


    Luo En set down his teacup and stood up with a grim expression.


    ��If you take risks yourself without being sure of victory, you are just wasting her efforts.��


    Hearing the cool reflection from behind, Luo En stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Athena, snorting irritably.


    ��I��m not that foolish; I just sat for too long and wanted to get some fresh air.��


    ��Do you want me to call Aunt Hestia and Little Medusa to accompany you?��


    ��No need!��


    Luo En waved his hand in decline and walked out of the Great Temple.


    Watching his retreating figure, Athena couldn��t help but sigh.


    In this regard, he was completely different from Zeus.


    Zeus did not care about losses, he only cared about the only Divine Authority he wanted to obtain.


    But he wanted too much, always hoped everything was perfect, and tried to keep everything he cared about tightly in his hands.


    But for most lives, living is a process of constant loss.


    Whether it be humans or the gods, it is difficult to achieve true completeness.


    If he wanted to surpass that Divine King, perhaps he needed to overcome this ��weakness.��


    Weakness, huh?


    Athena looked at the bronze emblem in her hand and then at the list buried at the bottom of the pile of documents, somewhat speechless.


    ~~


    On a leaf-covered path, Luo En strolled aimlessly and found himself unconsciously arriving at Themis��s courtyard.


    The courtyard gate was half-closed, and a graceful figure sat at the stone table inside.


    Luo En��s eyes brightened, and he immediately pushed open the gate.


    ��Them...��


    But the call that had just begun was abruptly cut off because the figure sitting in the courtyard was not the Goddess of Justice, but Mnemosyne.


    ��Why are you here?��


    ��Just sitting around, doing nothing.��


    Mnemosyne looked up at Luo En standing in the doorway, raised the Aesop��s Fables she was finishing, and asked earnestly.


    ��You haven��t released a new chapter for a long time, when will you update?��


    Luo En, upon hearing this, was somewhat at a loss and sheepishly executed a trifecta of procrastination.


    ��Later... when I��m free... when I find the time...��


    But Mnemosyne clearly was not so easily deceived; she stared somberly at the procrastinating author for a moment and then shook her head, seemingly disinterested.


    ��Never mind, you are quite busy; we��ll talk about it later.��


    Seeing Mnemosyne being so understanding, Luo En felt somewhat guilty.


    ��Sorry, I��ve been swamped with big and small things; I just can��t find the time.��


    ��If you are too tired, you should take a rest.��


    Mnemosyne gently suggested, then as if remembering something, handed a parchment scroll to Luo En.


    ��Oh, by the way, Themis asked me to give this back to you.��


    Luo En unrolled the parchment and read a passage written on it.


    ��Two things fill my mind with ever-increasing wonder and awe the more often and the more intensely I reflect on them: the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me.


    Thus, if there truly exists any force in this world that could break the heavenly destiny of the gods, disperse the long night, and establish everlasting order, then I believe the answer lies in the fidelity to law and justice that you uphold.��


    This was the passage Luo En left on parchment before he departed.


    Until the end, he couldn��t devise a definitive way to completely persuade the Three Fates, so he simply included the famous words of Kant, which he often borrowed during discussions with Themis, as well as his encouragement to Themis.


    In response, a line of sturdy and forceful Hermes Script was written on the back of this parchment.


    ������I am willing to keep watch through the long night, to let more people see the dawn!��


    Luo En remained silent for a moment, clutching the scroll in his hand tightly, then looked up at Mnemosyne and asked in a deep voice,


    ��What else did she say?��


    Mnemosyne smiled slightly and truthfully recounted the message from her sister.


    ��I promise you, I will do it.��


    ��Good, I��ll be waiting!��


    Luo En swept away the gloom in his heart and walked toward the door with a bright laugh.


    The dust had not yet settled, and the outcome of the battle was still uncertain.


    Themis might still be in the Temple of Fate, striving alone in the dark to carry out that justice in her heart. As the leader who had devised all plans and orchestrated all movements, how could he halt at such a critical moment?


    Wait and see, I will still win this game!


    A streak of starlight fell, and Luo En stepped into the Magic Circle Diagram alone, heading to Thessaly for the final setup.


    As that figure disappeared into the light, Mnemosyne in the yard also reluctantly packed up her manuscript and headed toward the still-operating Magic Circle Diagram.


    Busy again, no time for reading now.


    ~~


    At this moment, in Thessaly Palace.


    Luo En emerged from the circle of light rising from the Astrological Observatory, nodded a greeting to the several priests maintaining the Magic Circle, and immediately inquired about the current situation in Thessaly.


    Though he had been away for nearly a week, everything was still proceeding in an orderly fashion.


    The gods, having recuperated, were now in place, heroes from various city-states were continuously training day and night, while ordinary residents and soldiers were busy reinforcing the Thessaly Defense Line to protect the city from fiercer warfare.


    Every being involved in this war, no matter how strong or weak, was contributing their remaining strength for the final victory.


    Luo En quietly listened to the report of the priests, and then asked about Hera��s whereabouts before heading straight to the barracks.


    As soon as he entered the barracks, the air was filled with the roar of magic power and the tremors of physical impacts echoing one after another. Divine Blood Heroes were engaging in close combat in the open square, their every move striking directly at their opponent��s weaknesses, treating routine practice as if it were the real battlefield.


    Whenever someone was injured and unable to rise, Medical God Asclepius and his medical team braved the flying cursed bullets and magic flows, rushing into the square to carry the wounded onto stretchers and quickly transport them to the medical room for treatment.


    Luo En dodged several stray arrows and cursed bullets as he walked into the familiar tent in the center.


    This used to be his office, but since his departure, Hera had taken over his duties there, maintaining the order and operation of the Thessaly Defense Line.


    At the moment, the room was quiet except for the soft scratching of a pen across parchment.


    Seeing a large shadow cast from the doorway onto the table, Hera stopped her iron pen and looked up at Luo En, a gentle smile appearing on her face.


    ��Back again?��


    ��Yes.��


    The same question, the same answer. Luo En, still without much explanation, walked straight to the desk and got straight to the point.


    ��How is the team for the raid on the Titan Temple doing?��


    ��The list of participants is largely finalized, as you can see, they are vigorously honing their martial and magic skills in the square. But some candidates might still need your final decision.��


    Hera said, handing over a parchment that was filled with names.


    Luo En took the list, glanced down, and was slightly startled by several names circled in red.


    ��They are all going?��


    ��Yes, I have informed them of the risks involved in this operation ahead of time, and none of them wants to back out.��


    Hera nodded in response, her eyes shimmering.


    ��However, the final approval still lies with you, the leader.��


    Luo En felt this consideration and gave Hera a thankful look, then after a moment of contemplation, made a decision.


    Before making a final decision, he wanted to talk to those marked in red on the list.


    After a brief farewell to Hera, Luo En left the tent and headed straight to his first stop��the medical room.

 Chapter 647 647 101 Studying Medicine Wont Save Greece

    ?Chapter 647: Chapter 101 Studying Medicine Won��t Save Greece Chapter 647: Chapter 101 Studying Medicine Won��t Save Greece In the medical room, the fluorite lamp flickered, casting elongated shadows that danced on the walls, creating a scene bustling with activity.


    Luo En paused at the entrance, and seeing that no one was there to greet him, he silently stepped inside.


    Upon lifting the curtain, a thick stench of blood instantly assaulted his nostrils, as the wailing and howling of agony echoed from all directions, making one feel as if trapped in a brutal slaughterhouse.


    ��Bed number three, prepare for surgery, administer the anesthetic!��


    ��That won��t work! We��ve already poured two bottles in, but this guy��s magic potion resistance is too strong; he��s still awake.��


    ��Use this!��


    At the head of the bed, a youth with crossed bangs, wearing a black protective robe and a hood, calmly took out a mallet stained with blood from the Magic Circle Diagram.


    ...


    An assistant with short linen-colored hair, dressed in the same style of clothing, took the weapon from the main surgeon��s hand and skillfully knocked it against the back of the patient��s head.


    With a muffled thud, the injured soldier on bed number three groaned, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out cleanly.


    The effect of the anesthesia was, without a doubt, immediate and visible.


    The patient��s abdomen had been pierced by a spear, blood flowed incessantly from the wound, and his organs were seriously damaged, but this hardly posed a challenge for the professional team at the bedside.


    Seeing that the patient had finally quieted down, the main surgeon at the bed began to work contentedly, issuing a rapid succession of commands to the assistants beside him.


    ��Scalpel!��


    ��Saw!��


    ��Blood Coagulant��


    ��Gauze!��


    The assistants on both sides seemed to have experienced countless similar scenarios before �C one side followed the lead surgeon��s orders, handling the removal of foreign objects and stemming the blood flow; the other side sprinkled magic potions, chanted spells, repaired the patient��s damaged organs, and finally sutured the wound.


    In the midst of the procedure, the patient, whose innards might have been torn numerous times and bones broken, awoke several times due to the pain, full of vigor as if brought back to life.


    However, the petite and charming assistant with short linen-colored hair, not waiting for the patient to struggle, deftly swung her mallet again and knocked it against the back of the patient��s head, reinducing the physical anesthesia.


    Standing on the periphery, Luo En silently counted; during this surgery that lasted roughly an hour, the unfortunate victim was knocked out at least four times.


    And yet, thirty minutes after the surgery was completed, the patient, despite the swellings on his head, managed to sit up in bed, prompting Luo En to marvel at the resilience of life displayed by the people of the Divine Era, which was even tougher than that of roaches.


    At this moment, the main surgeon, who had just finished one surgery, noticed Luo En behind him. He then took off his mask, revealing the somewhat delicate features of the Medicine God Asclepius.


    ��Why have you come?��


    ��Just checking things out,�� Luo En responded casually, smiling as he added, ��Also, there are some matters I��d like to discuss with you.��


    ��Now?�� The Medicine God glanced at the dozen or so patients groaning in the beds, hesitated for a moment, but eventually took off his leather gloves and led Luo En outside before asking directly, ��What do you need from me? Speak quickly please; there are over a dozen people inside waiting for me to perform surgery.��


    ��If there are so many injured here, why abandon your duties to join the Expeditionary Army?��


    Luo En asked sternly, gazing somberly at the Medicine God before him.


    The Medicine God looked at Luo En with a slight frown, ��Did you come here to persuade me to stay?��


    Luo En shook his head, speaking softly.


    ��No, I just want to hear your reasons.��


    The Medicine God fell silent for a moment, gestured towards the medical room behind him, and replied faintly.


    ��Those who make it to me are not only the critically ill patients but also the Divine Blood Heroes about to join the Expedition. Once the war starts, they all will walk that path.��


    After pausing briefly, the Medicine God lifted his head, looking earnestly at the commander of the Alliance opposite him.


    ��As a doctor, I do not want to abandon my patients!��


    Luo En was silent for a moment, then expressed his view seriously.


    ��But if you stay, you could save more people in the rear.��


    ��And then what? Revive them one by one, only to watch them head back to the battlefield and die one after another?��


    The Medicine God raised an eyebrow, scoffed, and shook his head.


    ��Ever since the war started, I��ve been living through this scenario almost daily. Watching those who survived under my care like moths to a flame, going down a road of no return one by one, and being powerless to do anything about it��it feels terrible.


    Gradually, I��ve come to realize that my medical skills, which I once took pride in, can only subject my patients to death once more, but they can��t change this rotten world in the slightest!��


    Luo En patted the Medicine God��s shoulder, comforting him in a soft voice.


    ��I understand your pain and that feeling of helplessness, but please do not become despondent because of it. You��re a healer, not a soldier; the rear is your battlefield.��


    ��Despondent? No, my decision to join the Expedition has nothing to do with such trivial emotions.��


    ��Then why?��


    The Medicine God gazed at the Alliance Commander standing before him with a profound look, proudly saying.


    ��I want to ��heal�� this war, to let more people survive!��


    The resolute response took Luo En aback, leaving him in a prolonged silence.


    After what felt like a considerable time, he slowly spoke.


    ��This expedition will be very dangerous.��


    ��I know, and that��s why they need an exceptional doctor! And I am most certainly qualified for that role!��


    ��What about the wounded in Thessaly when you are gone?��


    ��Don��t worry, Chiron and I have long trained a medical team which has mastered comprehensive emergency care knowledge, more than sufficient to stabilize the rear.��


    As the Medicine God spoke, he introduced the busy assistants in the medical room to Luo En one by one.


    �� Makaweng, Podalirius, two military physicians capable of performing surgeries independently;


    �� Iaso, known as the Goddess of Healing;


    ��`


    ����Xugeya, the ��Health�� Goddess;


    ����Panakeya, the Goddess of Medicine;


    ����Aksuo, the ��Safety�� Goddess...


    These individuals were not only his diligently taught students, but also his offspring who carried his bloodline. They were destined to carry out his will, to save lives and heal the injured.


    And lastly, the one who administered physical anesthesia with a large club to patients was the ��Comfort�� Goddess, Euphine, whom the Medical God Asclepius had charmed into becoming his wife during his medical practice.


    Luo En��s gaze swept over the medical talents in the infirmary, and he snorted disdainfully.


    ��It seems you��ve all made your preparations.��


    ��So, you agree?�� the Medical God asked tentatively, his eyes shimmering with desire.


    ��Did I say I wouldn��t agree?�� Luo En glanced dismissively at the oblivious man who had sired a plethora of children, reminding him irritably, ��Since you��re preparing to go, stop the surgeries for the next two days and prepare more magic potions for the journey.��


    Seeing his wish granted, the Medical God��s once melancholy face suddenly beamed with a radiant smile.


    ��Got it, I��ll start tonight! I��ll guarantee as much as you need!��


    While speaking, the Medical God seemed to remember something urgent, hastily pulling out a gold-hued magic potion from the Magic Circle Diagram and handing it to Luo En, speaking solemnly.


    ��Ah, right! This is the elixir of immortality you had me make!��


    Luo En��s face lit up with joy at the mention.


    ��Is it a success?!��


    ��Half a success...�� the Medical God responded reluctantly, explaining with some resignation.


    ��The Immortality part isn��t so difficult; as long as we find a way to enhance the life vitality within the body of the user, we can roughly achieve it. But ensuring the soul��s undamaged existence after losing the body it inhabits is simply too difficult��even using the essence extracted from the Golden Apple, this magic potion I have can only ensure that the user��s soul remains intact for a short time. To revive them from death, we must quickly provide compatible bodies.��


    After listening to the Medical God��s report, Luo En pondered for a moment before asking gravely,


    ��How many of these potions have you made?��


    ��About a dozen, mainly because this thing can only be considered a semi-finished product, and there aren��t many Golden Apples left,�� the Medical God answered honestly, seemingly dissatisfied with his latest research achievement.


    Luo En��s eyes flickered before he commanded solemnly,


    ��Fine, from now on, stop all your other work and concentrate on making this elixir of immortality. Use as many Golden Apples as you have, don��t worry about the consumption!��


    ��This is just a half-finished product, what do you need so many for?�� the Medical God queried.


    ��Just do it! Do you want to go on the expedition or not?��


    ��Alright, alright, you��re the commander; what you say goes,�� the Medical God waved his hand, reluctantly shelving his scientific rigor and perfectionism under the pressure of the authority before him.


    And to ensure that the Medical God took this task seriously, Luo En did not forget to emphasize repeatedly before leaving, ��Hurry up! Once it��s done, bring everything directly to my tent!��


    With no choice but to assent, the Medical God could only promise repeatedly and, after watching Luo En walk away, immediately got to work on the potions.


    ~~


    At this moment, Luo En, who had stepped outside the infirmary, crossed off the name of the Medical God Asclepius from the parchment scroll and looked towards the edge of the square at a certain Centaur resting in the shade of a tree.


    ��Teacher Chiron, do you also want to get involved in this?�� Luo En approached and asked helplessly.


    Chiron closed his book and nodded with a smile.


    ��Yes, as a teacher, I should be with my students.��


    ��What about him?�� Luo En pointed to a new student on the grass, topped with blond hair, fervently waving a dagger, and asked irritably.


    ��I��m definitely going too!�� Jason hastily dropped his Bronze Short Sword and raised his hand, answering eagerly, fearful that the Inspection Leader of the Alliance might forget him.


    His exaggerated expression and rich body language were like that of a clown on a theater stage.


    Luo En eyed the Jason before him, who seemed a bit out of breath after just a few swings of the sword, and frowned.


    ��Aren��t you afraid of dying?��


    ��Kidding me? I��m super afraid!�� Jason��s head shook like a rattle, his green eyes filled with fear.


    Seeing this, Luo En��s frown deepened, and he warned earnestly,


    ��Then why take the risk? This expedition is fraught with immense danger. With your level of strength, you could very likely become one of the first to be sacrificed.��


    ��I know, but even so, I want to join!��


    ��Why?��


    ��Because there are some things in this world that are more important than death.��


    Jason replied firmly, his eyes flickering with excitement, hands and feet animatedly expressing his heightened emotions.


    ��We��re raiding the Titan Temple! This is a heroic expedition without any precedent! The strongest Demigod Hercules, Sage Chiron from the Academy of Athens, the twin brothers from Sparta proficient in swordsmanship and combat... all these renowned Divine Blood Heroes of Greece are in the team, if I can get selected, doesn��t it mean that I too am a great hero just like them! Even if I die along the way and descend to the Netherworld, I would have stories to boast about!��


    Saying this, the frivolous young man cleared his throat, stood tall, and struck a solemn pose, lifting his arms in a shout voicing his aspirations.


    ��The Expeditionary Army is the greatest team! And Jason will become the best hero!��


    A mere mortal, an obscure offspring of the Divine Blood stood before two Deities, sharing his insignificant ambitions.


    ��`

 Chapter 648 648 102 Wait a minute, where is my husband (Seeking votes

    ?Chapter 648: Chapter 102: Wait a minute, where is my husband? (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month) Chapter 648: Chapter 102: Wait a minute, where is my husband? (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month) Evening fell upon Thessaly City.


    Shops big and small were closed and sealed, exuding bursts of desolation; fully armed soldiers patrolled the streets, the sunset��s crimson glow reflecting coldly off their polished armor and sword blades; every household��s doors were tightly shut, and no trace of hearth fires could be found inside the homes...


    Luo En walked along the road, sensing the oppressive air of a storm brewing.


    With a great battle approaching, King Admetos had decided to minimize unnecessary casualties and protect his people. Therefore, he had used the Teleportation Magic Array to evacuate the old and weak to the comparatively safer city-states of Sparta, Mycenae, Corinth, and others.


    The vacated spaces were naturally left for the armies of soldiers, Divine Blood Heroes, mages, and priests��forces from various city-states who had come from afar.


    So, Thessaly now assembled half of the military strength of the entire Peloponnese, rightfully becoming a veritable fortress of war.


    Within this city, whether gods, heroes, or humans, all were preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.


    Luo En paused to cross out the names ��Chiron�� and ��Jason�� from the parchment scroll, standing before a familiar courtyard. Gazing at several familiar figures inside, he let out a complex sigh.


    ...


    This was his last stop for the day.


    ��Luo En, sir? What brings you here?��


    ��Yo-ho, if it isn��t the God of Wine gracing us with his presence, welcome! Did you bring any wine? I could use a drink!��


    Inside the courtyard, Helen and Cainis, having noticed the visitor at the gate, rushed out��a bit eager and flustered in their greetings, one rudely asking for a welcome gift.


    ��Teacher!��


    ��Senior Brother!��


    Atalanta and Medea, upon hearing the commotion inside the house, put down their magic arrows and potion jars respectively and ran out with surprise.


    Luo En entered the courtyard and glanced at the four female heroes before him, greeting them with a smile.


    ��So, you��re all here.��


    Atalanta, whom Luo En had raised himself, was the quickest to respond.


    ��What��s up? You need something from us?��


    Luo En nodded, unrolled the parchment in his hands, and pointed to four names highlighted in red, asking solemnly,


    ��For this expedition, are you all going?��


    ��Of course! How could any major event go on without me!��


    Cainis thumped her chest resonatingly, bursting out in hearty laughter.


    Helen, Atalanta, and Medea, although not as loud as the former, also nodded seriously, clearly after much consideration.


    ��This mission is very dangerous!�� Luo En instinctively spoke, repeating a warning he didn��t know how many times he had given that day.


    ��We know.�� Atalanta and her sisters exchanged a firm look and answered, ��It��s precisely because of this that we must go. One more person might make for a slimmer chance of success!��


    Luo En pursed his lips, then unexpectedly spoke out,


    ��Can��t you stay behind?��


    Atalanta was briefly taken aback, then looked seriously at the Allied Commander before her, and asked solemnly,


    ��Teacher, on what basis?


    Why should others lead the charge while we stay behind the lines? Is it just because we are women that we should receive preferential treatment?��


    In the ensuing silence, Luo En opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words in front of his boldly inquisitive student.


    Eventually, he sighed, looking at his beloved pupil with a rueful smile.


    ��I don��t recall you being so eloquent.��


    ��You taught me well!��


    Atalanta blinked and smiled, uttering a phrase that could either be seen as a compliment or a tease.


    Luo En rolled his eyes in response and turned, somewhat grumpily, to the other three.


    ��Is this the same with you all? You��re all set on going?��


    ��You want me to bow out? Unless you kick out all those losers on the list who can��t beat me first!��


    Cainis brandished her spear and shield with pride as she spoke.


    ��I��m the same! If the other spellcasters want to go, they��ll have to best me at witchcraft!��


    Medea waved her little hand proudly and cheekily stated her challenge.


    And Helen, clad in the Virgin��s Saintly Clothes, had a much more serene and steady response.


    ��I may be a woman, but my divine arts are by no means inferior to any of the male priests on that list. I��ll definitely be of help.��


    As the four firmly expressed their stances, Luo En felt a wave of exasperation wash over him.


    These four, either favored by the Chief God, direct descendants with Divine Blood, or naturally gifted, were all incredibly talented. If it really came down to merit, there wouldn��t be enough people left on the list to even fill a mahjong table.


    Left with no choice, he frankly expressed his selfishness.


    ��Alright, to be honest, I don��t want you to take the risk.��


    ��Teacher, we understand your intentions, but this is war! A war that belongs to every deity, every human being!��


    Atalanta solemnly retorted, her words resonating.


    ��Skulking in safety is no way to live. Only by fighting to the death can we hope to survive through bloodshed! Before the labels of women and those you care for, we are warriors! We are heroes! If even we, the strong, choose to retreat because we value our own lives, what right do we have to ask others to sacrifice for us? That would be unfair!��


    ��Well said!��


    Before Luo En could respond, a wave of enthusiastic applause came from outside the door.


    Following that, a voluptuous Goddess, draped in a light veil and golden belt, charged into the yard. After admiring the four feisty female heroes in the garden, she praised them loudly.


    ��This is how we women should be in a war! Damn the notion of keeping women away from war! We��re women, yes, but we��re in no way inferior to men! Whatever they can do, we can do too!��


    Looking at the goddess before him who governed love and beauty, as well as possessing a part of the war god��s divine office, Luo En couldn��t help but scowl.


    ��Aphrodite, what are you doing here?��


    ��Just passing by, taking a stroll.��


    Aphrodite replied casually, her gaze still fixed on Atalanta and her companions, growing increasingly fervent.


    She was a whimsical deity, ready to help those she took a liking to without concern for the consequences, and equally uncompromising in retaliating against those she disliked.


    And the four before her were becoming more and more pleasing to her eye, even stirring within her a strong impulse to become sworn sisters with these four heroines on the spot.


    Thus, she couldn��t help but stand with Atalanta and the others, speaking frankly to Luo En, the designated Allied Commander.


    ��Luo En, I think they are right. What men can do, women can too! In a life-or-death war, no side should be given preferential treatment due to gender or status!��


    With the support of the Goddess of Love, the confidence of the four heroines grew even stronger, their gaze united and forward.


    As Luo En stared at their stubborn and proud faces, he was overwhelmed with a multitude of emotions.


    It was truly ironic.


    Each of them, according to the legends, had incredible gifts and talents, but ultimately, each chose to compromise with fate and become dependent on men.


    But as it turned out��


    Medea was abandoned by her husband, left alone and ostracized; Helen bore the infamy of starting a war, labeled a ��disaster��;


    Atalanta was cursed by suitors, transformed into a lion; Cainis was defiled by the God of the Sea and ended up loathing her female identity, becoming a man...


    Clearly, their choice to comply with men didn��t lead them down an easy path.


    And this time, they no longer sought the protection of the opposite sex but instead chose to become powerful themselves.


    After a long contemplation, Luo En slowly nodded.


    ��Alright, I agree to let you join.��


    At these words, the women were ecstatic, each giving the understanding Allied Commander a big hug.


    ��Wait just a minute!�� Luo En said with a stern face, stopping the four heroines who were crowding around him. Looking at their anxious expressions, he couldn��t help but smile. ��Don��t worry, I��m not going back on my word, I just want to ask if there��s anything you want before we set off. Maybe I can grant your wishes. Consider it a farewell gift.��


    Upon hearing this, the heroines breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly began to make their requests one by one.


    ��Ambrosial honey wine! I want to drink to my heart��s content!�� Cainis salivated, her eyes shining.


    ��The magic guidebooks from the Temple of Memory! All 10,300 of them, I want every single one!�� Medea caressed her tin staff with a longing face.


    ��Arrows! Preferably masterpieces crafted by the God of Craftsmanship! They should come in handy on the journey!�� Atalanta replied calmly, the most rational of all.


    Luo En nodded in agreement to each request.


    When it was Helen��s turn, she hesitated for a long time, unable to make up her mind.


    Luo En smiled at the Spartan princess, speaking softly.


    ��Don��t be nervous, whatever you want, just say it. I��ll do my best to fulfill it.��


    The soothing words reached Helen��s ears. She looked at the gentle smiling face before her, and a surge of intense desire broke through the closed doors of her heart, erupting into a loud plea.


    ��I want to marry you!��


    ��Pfft!��


    Luo En��s body shook, and he spat out the fruit wine he had just sipped.


    ��What, what?��


    ��I want to marry you!��


    Helen reaffirmed, her gaze growing even more eager and resolute.


    ��This is what I��ve always dreamed of.��


    Just as Luo En felt his scalp tingle, unsure of what to answer, Cainis next to him slapped her thigh, as if she had an epiphany.


    ��Right! Why didn��t I think of it? If I marry you, won��t I have all the wine I want?��


    Soon, Cainis��s words also reminded Medea and Atalanta.


    ��That��s right, the magic guidebooks of the Temple of Memory are all in his head, along with the essence of the magic of both the Goddess of Magic Athena and the Witchcraft Goddess Hecate!


    ��True, the contents of Teacher��s treasure trove are abundant and high-quality, even the God of Craftsmanship listens to him!


    If they took him down, wouldn��t they have everything?


    This Helen always acted so innocent, but at the crucial moment, her true nature came to light, that vixen!


    The three heroines denounced their sly friend while raising their hands in unison.


    ��We want to get married too!��


    Just when Luo En had finally caught his breath, he was seized by another violent coughing fit, internally cursing.


    I asked you to make requests, not to fantasize!


    ��Marriage sounds great! I��ll officiate your weddings!��


    Aphrodite, caught up in the excitement, couldn��t help but join the buzz.


    ��When shall we hold the wedding?��


    ��How about tomorrow morning? If we hurry, we should still be on time.�� A gentle suggestion came, clear and smooth.


    ��Then it��s settled! Let��s get ready right...��


    Aphrodite��s voice abruptly cut off as she followed the subdued gaze of everyone to the door, where Tethys stood smiling. Aphrodite��s expression stiffened instantly.


    And at this moment, Luo En, surrounded by all the chirping and twittering, was sweating profusely, on the verge of tears.


    This time, I am truly innocent!

 Chapter 649 649 103 The Last Indulgence Before Marriage

    ?Chapter 649: Chapter 103 The Last Indulgence Before Marriage Chapter 649: Chapter 103 The Last Indulgence Before Marriage At the critical moment, Luo En felt a strong urge to survive and quickly defended himself.


    ��Just kidding! We were just kidding!��


    ��I didn��t... huhu...��


    Helen, who was love-struck, wanted to argue back, but Cainis, Atalanta, and Medea quickly moved in from both sides, two grabbing her shoulders and one covering her mouth, seamlessly cutting off their friend��s chatter and nodding in agreement like chickens pecking at grains.


    ��Yes, we were kidding!��


    The God of Love, who had just been clamoring to officiate the wedding, quietly shrank into the shadows, trying hard to reduce his presence.


    Love is precious, but life is priceless.


    ...


    If one had to risk their life for love, even Aphrodite, spirited as she was, would have to think twice.


    Moreover, it was someone else��s love.


    However, Thetis, the victim outside the door, looked at everyone��s guarded reactions and smiled playfully.


    ��But, I am serious.��


    Hearing this, everyone couldn��t help but be baffled.


    They had seen many cuckold others in Greece, but there weren��t many who asked to cuckold themselves voluntarily.


    Seeing the smiling Thetis, everyone hesitated to respond, fearing it was a trap.


    Seemingly understanding their concerns, Thetis walked into the courtyard, took their hands willingly, her face showing a genuine smile as she whispered softly.


    ��Liking someone is not wrong. I love him just like you do. Why would I blame you? Besides, you are about to step onto the battlefield, taking great risks to fight for everyone��s chance to survive. As a woman and a beneficiary, I can��t fight alongside you or share this risk. The only thing I can do now is to fulfill your pre-battle wish and organize a grand wedding for you, so you won��t have any regrets.��


    Such tender empathy and extreme tolerance shook everyone present, and they couldn��t help but respect this unassuming wife of the God of Wine.


    ��Really, can we?��


    Helen, taking advantage of her friends�� inattention, pried away the hand covering her mouth and asked Thetis tentatively and expectantly.


    ��Of course!��


    Thetis maintained her smile, caressing Helen��s delicate cheek and genuinely praising,


    ��You are so beautiful; you will definitely be the most beautiful bride tomorrow!��


    Hearing this sincere compliment, Helen blushed shyly and lowered her head.


    Seeing that the wife of the God of Wine was as tolerant and gentle as the legends described, Cainis licked her lips and mustered the courage to ask.


    ��Will there be wine at the wedding?��


    ��You can drink as much as you want.��


    Thetis replied with a smile, showing a consistent magnanimity and patience.


    At this point, Atalanta and Medea could hardly contain themselves.


    ��I would like some arrows, they will be needed on the road.��


    ��I want unexplored Magic Guidebooks, the more the better!��


    ��Then come to the wedding tomorrow. Write down the gifts you want on paper; the deities who come to the banquet will surely fulfill them.��


    Thetis winked cunningly like an older sister coaxing the girl next door to do some mischief.


    Atalanta, Medea, and Cainis looked at each other and instantly felt tempted, raising their hands in unison.


    ��Okay, we��ll attend!��


    ��Yes, I have experience in weddings. Tonight, I��ll come over to make your dresses and do your makeup, ensuring you look beautiful when you leave in the morning.��


    Thetis voluntarily took on the responsibility of the makeup artist and bridesmaid, her sincerely smiling face was highly infectious, seemingly enjoying herself.


    Seeing the joyful scene before her, Aphrodite, who had just been clamoring to officiate the wedding, felt somewhat guilty and subtly coughed to remind,


    ��Well, having one wedding with four brides seems a bit unconventional. Plus, with not much time, it��s probably impossible to complete too many complicated ceremonies.��


    ��Then let��s simplify it, adapting some rites for selecting the Main God Priest, and appoint them as the Dionysian Sect women!��


    Thetis energetically proposed, nearly perfecting the solution.


    In the God Era World, priestesses are always seen as an extension of the Chief God��s Divine Will, also inherently having a close intimate relationship with the Chief God.


    In the Ancient Babylonian Civilization, after priestesses like Naditu, Ugbabapitu, and Saklepetu took office, they were automatically regarded as dedicating themselves to the god, being the God��s ��spouse,�� living their lives in the female monastery, primarily engaging in religious duties, representing their family, city-state as offerings to the deities.


    In Egyptian civilization, the chief priestess of the God Amun held the title ��God��s Wife.��


    Similarly, in Thebes, where Luo En was born, the chief priestess was responsible for the music and dance during sacrifices and also served as the secular wife of the deity.


    Thus, electing Atalanta and others as the Dionysian Sect women is, in a sense, a simplified version of the ��marriage to the god�� ceremony.


    As the issue resolved, Thetis did not forget to invite Aphrodite,


    ��When the time comes, the officiating duty will be yours!��


    The God of Love, unable to decline, awkwardly nodded in agreement.


    Her original intention was to find a morally justifiable reason to disrupt the wedding, but unexpectedly, the wife of the God of Wine actively provided a solution, wholeheartedly advancing the implementation of the wedding.


    Seeing everyone gathered in the courtyard, laughing and discussing various wedding details, Luo En felt as if the whole world had become surreal.


    Just as he hesitated to speak up, Thetis seemed to sense something and turned her head towards him, smiling softly and murmuring,


    ��Tomorrow is the last day. Don��t leave any regrets. Besides, everyone has been too tense lately. A lively celebration is exactly what we need to boost our morale.��


    Seeing the genuine expression on Thetis��s face, Luo En had no choice but to surrender with a helpless raise of his hands to his wife��s arrangements.


    Oh well, as long as they are happy.


    It��s just a formality, not like he has to really marry four women.


    Moreover, the so-called ��Wives of God�� from the Dionysian Sect, there were two on War God Mountain, and Athena hadn��t done anything to him about it.


    After convincing himself, Luo En waved his hand to bid farewell to the several goddesses and heroes in the courtyard preparing for tomorrow��s ceremony and walked back to the camp as night fell deeper.


    As soon as he entered the tent, the Medicine God approached him, handing over fifty or sixty newly produced elixirs of immortality.


    It must be said, this medical genius possessed a level of dedication and efficiency that even Luo En admired.


    After carefully storing all the elixirs, Luo En exchanged a few casual words with the Medicine God and went into the dense forest behind the camp.


    With his right index finger, he traced in the air above the ground, causing it to sink and form a deep pit like a pond.


    A flash of light twinkled, and Luo En took out the Holy Grail from the opened Magic Circle Diagram, slowly pouring,


    The golden-red Divine Liquid cascading into the deep pit, frantically absorbing Magic Factors from all directions, quickly gathering into a pool as red as wine.


    After finishing this, Luo En, with a slightly pale face as if relieved of a heavy burden, took a deep breath and set up a Magic Barrier around the pond before turning and entering his tent.


    Seeing Hera busy inside, she paused her writing and looked up at the entrant, her young lover, curiously asking,


    ��How did it go? Did you manage to persuade any of them?��


    ��If only they would listen to reason.��


    Luo En said with a helpless smile, handing back the unchanged list to Hera and giving a small report about Thetis and the others.


    He thought the Heavenly Queen, guardian of marriages, would share his outrage and scold Thetis��s folly.


    Instead, upon hearing his complaints, Hera suddenly became enthusiastic.


    ��A wedding tomorrow? I want to be the officiant!��


    Seeing the eager Hera, Luo En was even more at a loss for words.


    I asked you to put out a fire, why are you joining in the madness?


    Seemingly noting the resentful look in his eyes, Hera stopped her pen and deftly changed the subject with a smile.


    ��Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle, and I have already selected the 50 members of the Expeditionary Army. Now, this team is just missing a resounding name, any ideas?��


    Luo En pondered for a moment, a memory surfacing in his mind.


    In the not-so-distant future, a grand epic saga was waiting.


    It was a voyage about adventure and honor...


    It was a journey about death and hope...


    It was about a group of people, gathered on the same ship known as ��Argo,�� creating a legend without reliance on the deities...


    Considering this, Luo En made up his mind and looked up at Hera, who sat behind the desk, and spoke solemnly,


    ��How about ��Argo��? The ��Argo Expeditionary Army��!��


    Hera��s eyes brightened immediately, and she nodded approvingly.


    Argo, derived from the name Argos, her Holy Land.


    And the great hero leading this team to accomplish greatness was Hercules, her chosen Divine Son and the new king of Argos.


    Naming it so clearly evidenced her initiative in this expedition, the saga written by her!


    Once successful, her divine name would undoubtedly be sung by all Greeks alongside the ��Argo Expeditionary Army.��


    Moved by this thought, Hera looked at her young lover with eyes full of deep affection.


    ��It��s late; stay the night.��


    Feeling Hera��s sudden warmth, Luo En jumped, coughing to remind.


    ��Uh, I seem to have a wedding tomorrow...��


    However, Hera stood up, unbuckling the golden belt at her waist, her smile growing even more radiant.


    ��Isn��t that even better?��


    ��...��


    Seeing that familiar smile, Luo En��s face changed color, and without another word, he turned and ran.


    But as soon as one foot stepped out of the tent, the other was tightly grabbed by a shadow rushing up behind him.


    ��Trying to run? Get back here!��


    In an instant, the God of Wine was thrown off balance and fell to the ground. Dragged by one leg back into the tent, he suffered brutal abuse.


    In the chilling night wind, the shadows intersecting inside the tent and the ten violent scratch marks spreading from the ground to inside the tent, all told the tragic tale of the victim��s ordeal.

 Chapter 650 650 104 The Tragic Incident at White School Scene

    ?Chapter 650: Chapter 104: The Tragic Incident at White School Scene Chapter 650: Chapter 104: The Tragic Incident at White School Scene The following morning, sweet wines and delicious food continuously arrived in Thessaly from various city-states, comforting the weary hearts and bodies of the guards with their overflowing aromas; streets were festooned with lights, and priests ignited sacred flames and scattered spices everywhere, diluting the inherent solemnity and chilling aura of the city, bringing a thick festive atmosphere.


    Even before daylight had fully broken, the radiant Heavenly Queen Hera had dragged the main character of this celebration and feast from his bed and hauled him into the dressing room.


    ��Are you really going to be a bridesmaid and the marriage officiant?��


    Seeing Hera eagerly preparing, Luo En could only be dragged around like a marionette to wash, dress, and put on makeup...


    Once everything was ready, the groom, dressed in his military uniform, officially set out amid focused attention and cheers, arriving at the door of the Cainis family.


    According to tradition, Luo En should have taken out a prepared bundle of rods, knocked three times on the door of the bride��s home to invite and show his sincerity and determination to marry his ��Divine Wives.��


    But this time, in his hand was not a bundle of rods but a magic wand prepared in advance by the Wine God believers.


    ...


    A steady knocking sound arose, and the well-prepared Thetis gently opened the door, leading out four similarly dressed individuals.


    Today��s brides were also in long white dresses, embroidered with golden patterns, like maidens about to be married.


    Yet, at the same time, some had spears on their backs, others had quivers at their hips, or magic wands in their hands; they had not parted with their weapons, and beneath their sacred wedding garments, each wore light armor for easy movement.


    The combination of elegance and martial prowess did not diminish their charisma but rather added a bold and valiant air.


    Onlookers, struck by the sight, couldn��t help but burst into discussion.


    ��Cainis, that tomboy, is finally getting married; after this, our Thessaly��s foremost beauty will also be taken.��


    ��Our Arcadian Queen is the epitome of womanhood! Beautiful and can fight, her arrow shooting is so accurate!��


    ��You all should wash your brains early, a woman��s gentleness is what attracts, just like our Colchis��s Princess Medea!��


    ��Right, we Spartans agree! Princess Helen��s beauty is unmatched!��


    ��...��


    After a brief silence, the onlookers from Thessaly, Arcadia, Colchis, and Sparta glared fiercely at each other.


    ��Cainis is number one!��


    ��Queen Atalanta, the epitome of womanhood!��


    ��Princess Medea is the best!��


    ��Princess Helen is the most beautiful!��


    Soldiers, mages, and even religious figures from various city-states couldn��t help standing by their beliefs, engaging in a fierce oral gymnastics with the heretics around them.


    ��Brothers, let��s get them!��


    Soon, the spit-flying arguments turned into a vigorously moral friendly exchange.


    However, a few agitators who had gotten ahead of themselves were caught in the act by the arriving Divine Blood Guard and violently subdued.


    As punishment, instead of enjoying the festivities, they were directly dragged out and thrown onto the city walls to stand guard.


    Munching on dry meat and sipping on the mere jar of sweet wine they received, they looked at the lively scenes within the city, filled with regret.


    What are we even arguing about? It��s not our wedding, is it?


    Suddenly, a sharp-eyed soldier saw the scorched earth outside the city slightly tremble, a black wave was pushing forward from the Thessaly Mountain Range.


    As the distance closed, the soldier saw figures shrouded in dust and smoke, and his face turned pale. He quickly lit the sacred flame and rang the disaster bell.


    It was a beast tide!


    Meanwhile, on the parade ground of the camp, gods, heroes, and humans gathered in the square, sharing wine and food together. The party that had completed the earlier rituals was also ready to perform the final ceremony in front of all eyes.


    ��Enemy attack! Enemy attack!��


    The shrill warning and the prolonged sound of the disaster bell instantly diluted the festive atmosphere.


    ��What��s the panic? It��s just the Giant Spirit Clan using a beast tide to scout, they are far from launching a full assault! This little trouble, the protective barriers and the city walls are more than enough to handle it, it��s not your turn to worry, everyone, sit down, the ceremony will continue!��


    Hera waved her hand and snorted coldly, her composure and calm immediately reassured the somewhat tense crowd, who continued to lift their cups and drink merrily, enjoying this last bout of revelry.


    Luo En glanced at Hera, who was maintaining order, and then at Thetis, who brought a tray in front of him. Reluctantly, he lifted the silk cloth, took the grapevine flower crowns, and placed them one by one on the heads of the four Atalantas, and with his fingertips dampened with a bit of wine, he gently touched their foreheads, giving a symbolic blessing, showing that he, as the God of Wine, accepted the four newly wed ��Divine Wives.��


    Seeing this, Love God Aphrodite, who had taken over the conducting duties, nodded with a sense of accomplishment.


    ��Very good, next step, seal the pact!��


    However, as soon as Aphrodite started to speak, several boulders with diameters of hundreds of meters flew in from outside the city, colliding with the protective barrier, causing the entire Thessaly City to shake violently, and some fragments that broke through the light curtain fell around the Love God.


    But Aphrodite didn��t even blink, continuing her walk towards the five newlyweds on the field.


    After a whirlwind of dust and smoke, Aphrodite and the five were completely unharmed, even the flying gravel seemed to intentionally avoid them.


    ��It seems that even the cruelest death cannot destroy the flower nurtured by love!��


    The Love God stood amidst the flying gunpowder, mocking the ineffectiveness of the God of Death.


    Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter, eagerly urging the completion of the wedding.


    Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Luo En waved his hand and summoned five cups of Divine Wine from the Magic Circle Diagram, raising a toast with his brides.


    ��By the Divine Law, our blood is thicker than water...��


    ��We, connected by bloodline!��


    The solemn vows echoed over the plaza, the five raised their glasses and drank them down, proclaiming the conclusion of the wedding and the blending of their bloodlines and destinies.


    Then, Luo En tore off his outer garment, revealing a suit of silver armor, and shouted loudly.


    ��Expeditionary Army, fall in!��


    Hercules, Chiron, the Spartan twins, Medicine God, and other heroes rose from their seats, gathering in front of the celebration platform.


    Luo En��s gaze swept across each familiar face, then, holding hands with Atalanta and the others, he personally led them into the ranks, deeply entrusting,


    ��They are in your hands now.��


    As the participants of the celebration heard this, they suddenly realized that Atalanta and the others were also in the expeditionary army��s roster.


    For a moment, gods, heroes, and humans alike were moved and thus understood the intent of this wedding held by the Allied Commander.


    ��On the surface of the earth, his life will exist with Thessaly!


    ��Beneath the ground, his wife will walk with danger!


    At this time, Luo En let go of his wives�� hands, personally serving wine to each hero, conducting the last farewell.


    After completing all this, he slightly raised his hand, shouting to everyone around.


    ��Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in raising a glass!��


    Deities, heroes, and humans all rose, as if by an unspoken agreement.


    Luo En took out the golden goblet filled with wine from the Magic Circle Diagram, and drank heartily.


    ��We, blood thicker than water!��


    ��We, connected by bloodline!��


    The response was unified, thousands speaking as one.


    In this moment, there were no distinctions of gods, heroes, or humans, no distinctions of places like Athens, Thessaly, or Sparta, they shared the same bloodline, the same identity, together they forged this invincible line of defense with their flesh and blood!


    Before the battle, Luo En once again reiterated the mission and expectations to the fifty heroes assembled in front of him.


    ��Gentlemen, as planned, I need you to penetrate deep into the heartland of the Giant Spirit Clan, destroy the Titan Temple, and secure the final victory for Thessaly, can you do it?��


    ��Glory belongs to��Argo Expeditionary Army!��


    The heroes all raised their right hands simultaneously, pounding their chests, their shouts echoing like thunder.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Simultaneously, streams of Magic Power shot out, blocks of boulders fell, the protective wall��s light dimmed, and the battle outside grew more intense.


    ��Boom!��


    Immediately after, mountains trembled, the earth split, countless dark-skinned giants and nine towering and fearsome Titans, flanked by their monarch, ascended to the surface, proclaiming the arrival of terror.


    Luo En cast one last glance at the Argo Expeditionary Army he had chosen himself, burst into a hearty laugh, raised the Gun of Nation Creation in his hand, and pointed towards the dense shadows outside the city.


    ��Gods, join me in the march, clear the path for our heroes!��


    ��At your command, my God!��


    The deities drained their final cup of fortifying wine, smashed the cups, laughing as they rose, congregating under the flag of the Allied Commander, rushing to the battlefield, becoming the vanguard together.


    The final battle, commenced!

 Chapter 651 651 105 Digging at the Foundation Tear Down a House for Z

    ?Chapter 651: Chapter 105 Digging at the Foundation? Tear Down a House for Zeus! (4.2k) Chapter 651: Chapter 105 Digging at the Foundation? Tear Down a House for Zeus! (4.2k) On the battlefield above, a dense mass of Magic Beasts and giants surged like a tide, frantically charging towards the Thessaly Defense Line.


    Upon the city walls, deities, heroes, and human Soldiers methodically rhythm their Authority, channeling Magic, raising Spear and Shield, and launching a tight defense and counterattack, sending beasts that tried to approach and scale the defenses into the Netherworld.


    In the city, Priests from various city-states and regions gathered in front of the Great Temple, fervently singing the ��Sacred Words�� hymns composed by the Dionysian Sect and the Memory Goddess, blessing the gods they worshiped together.


    ��O beings, learn the solemn Secret Ceremonies, and the most powerful prayers,


    I call upon the original Chaos [Chaos]


    I call upon the eldest daughter of Chaos, the night [Nyx]


    I call upon the father of inevitability [Chronos], the mother of chance [Ananke]


    I call upon the sovereign of memory [Mnemosyne], the judge of justice [Themis]


    I call upon the shepherd of the Mortal World [Dionysus], the Goddess of Wisdom [Athena], the Goddess of the Hearth [Hestia]


    The supreme War God Mountain, that is the palace of the stars!


    I call upon the majestic Heavenly Queen [Hera], the valiant warrior [Ares] and the skilled [Hephaestus], the beautiful [Aphrodite], and the thrice-great [Hermes]


    And the ruler of the oceans [Poseidon], the prolific [Demeter], the silver-radiant and holy [Artemis], and the everlasting light [Apollo]


    The glorious Olympus, proclaiming the splendor of the gods...��


    The thunderous calls resonated across the battlefield, merging into a golden flood of faith.


    The nine Olympian gods, led by Dionysus, each found their counterparts.


    ...


    Hunting Goddess Artemis and God of Light Apollo intuitively ran towards the Thessaly Mountain, facing their maternal grandparents, the Heavenly Body God Coeus and Goddess of Light Phoebe;


    Ares and Hephaestus, the brother duo, set aside past grievances, and on the eastern side of Thessaly, they halted the God of Light Hyperion and his wife, the Goddess of Vision Theia;


    Agriculture God Demeter held a handful of wheat, sprinkled ambrosia, turning the barren lands of northern Thessaly into a paradise of life, blocking the progress of the Time Goddess Rhea, who was both their mother and former queen of the gods;


    Hermes, God of Speed, wielding the Commerce God��s Staff, summoned endless starlight from the sky, trapping the God of Weather Clio in the vast universe of stars;


    Memory Goddess Mnemosyne flipped the pages in front of her, countless characters and souls flying from them colliding with the Divine Curse sketched by Prophecy Titan Iapetus, initiating a new round of magical bombardment;


    The remaining Heavenly Queen Hera teamed up with Love God Aphrodite, leading the coastal area near Thessaly, commanding old maritime deities like Nereus, Thetis, confronting River God Occhanos, the Ocean Goddess Thetis, two Titan gods along with their led Sea Beasts and giants...


    Due to the Olympian rebellion, although Hera and Aphrodite were not particularly fond of each other, this was their second collaboration.


    In a crucial moment, the Love God unhesitatingly unleashed her Authority onto the swarming Sea Beasts and giants above the sea, bewitching their minds, causing them to attack one another; Hera then took the opportunity, wielding the Heart-seeking Bow, drawing Thunderbolt as her arrow, transforming Thunderbolt into her spear, boosting their output.


    The two main gods, one controlling, the other attacking, resembled the combination of ADC with a controlling support, momentarily forming suppression, preventing River God Occhanos, Ocean Goddess Thetis, and their numerous Magic Beasts and giants from approaching the shore.


    Similar scenes unfolded on different battlefields, the Olympian gods, empowered by the force of faith, seemed to revisit their glory from the Titan War, firmly suppressing their respective opponents.


    But even possessing greater Authority, they couldn��t completely defeat the Titan main gods they faced.


    Because these monsters were merely soulless Battle Puppets; as long as their cores weren��t destroyed, they would fight relentlessly until they annihilated all lives and civilizations they detested, only then might they halt their steps of conquest.


    Thus, the key to victory in this entire battle didn��t lie with them, but there!


    The gods of Olympus fully engaged the Titan main gods they faced, while their gaze focused towards the center of the battlefield.


    At that moment, Dionysus, as the Allied Commander, had already engaged Titan King Kronos.


    As soon as the battle began, they exerted their full strength without hesitation.


    ��Kronos Heavy Scythe!��


    ��Second Incarnation��Bull!��


    The dark giant scythe and the golden bull collided, the chaotic twisting forces of space being shifted or swallowed by the ensuing Labyrinth Authority.


    ��Klyos Chaos Rain!��


    ��Third Incarnation��Goat!��


    The Chaotic Power condensed into black rain shot forward, encasing the spirit of the goat as it soared through the dense rain curtain, its hand-held dead-branch-shaped long spear simultaneously ignited with golden flames and crimson blood light.


    The aura, both sacred and sinister, embodied extremes of protection and destruction.


    �� Sixth Incarnation��Flames!


    �� Fifth Incarnation��Warrior!


    ��You think you can defeat me? Foolish!��


    Kronos, looking at the figure that had once caused him great humiliation, seethed with rage, his remade giant scythe lighting up with two scarlet Divine Emblems.


    The blazing light and the darkness that stole the opponent��s sight intertwined, plunging everything around into boundless Chaos.

 Chapter 652 652 105 Digging at the Foundation Tear Down a House for Z

    ?Chapter 652: Chapter 105 Digging at the Foundation? Tear Down a House for Zeus! (4.2k)_2 Chapter 652: Chapter 105 Digging at the Foundation? Tear Down a House for Zeus! (4.2k)_2 ����Hypereion��Radiant!


    ����Theia��Blind!


    The familiar stripping away of the five senses arrived, and Luo En, plunged into chaos, closed his eyes and pushed forward instead of retreating.


    As his mind quieted, the blood-soaked warrior��s phantom opened its eyes, merging into his body, bringing battle skills forged through countless hardships and the instinctual intuition of a wild beast.


    At this moment, he didn��t need to see or listen; his battle instincts would tell him how to evade danger and kill his enemies first.


    The Gun of Nation Creation struck like lightning, each thrust faster and more ferocious than the last, leaving Kronos almost no time to think and gradually unable to parry.


    Finally, after a hundred-odd exchanges, Luo En seemed to smell the opportunity for victory and abruptly opened his eyes.


    ...


    Next moment, twelve phantoms emerged behind him, merging into one. The Gun of Nation Creation in his hands thrust from an extremely tricky angle, piercing through the four arms that Kronos used to shield himself, and ultimately blasting his massive head to pieces.


    However, as the blood rained and flesh splattered, Luo En looked at the headless body that remained standing, and his expression inevitably darkened.


    ����[Crown], gone!


    On the bare neck, where flesh writhed, a ferocious head gradually regenerated, its mouth revealing a not-yet-fully regrown flesh-ridden gum, laughing arrogantly:


    ��Fool, did you think I would give you the same opportunity after last time?��


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and pondered: ��You hid the [Crown]?��


    ��Exactly! It��s in a place absolutely safe!�� Kronos looked at Luo En, his face brimming with pride. ��This time, you won��t be able to use the same tricks to stop my grand...undertaking...��


    ��Bang!��


    Before he could finish, the withered branch-like spear shot forward, and the newly-regrown head of Kronos instantly burst open like a watermelon.


    After a moment of flesh writhing, the regrown head of Kronos, now bearing a skull-like face, opened its jaw bone and roared in fury.


    ��You are on the brink of death, bastard!��


    ��Bang!��


    Numerous newly inscribed Hermes Script hit Kronos on the head, bewildering the Titan King once again.


    ��Trying to kill me? Just like that?�� Luo En looked at the headless body before him, scoffing mockingly. ��You couldn��t accomplish that even with the [Crown] on, and you think you can without it? Who��s the real fool?��


    After a moment, the regrown Kronos took a deep breath, suppressing the fury within, and his flesh-writhing face turned ominously grim.


    ��I admit you are strong, even with the Crown showcasing the complete body, I might not certainly win against you. But you seem to have forgotten, war is never a stage for one man alone!��


    At those words, Luo En��s eyelids twitched.


    Could it be...


    ��Thunderous rumbling!��


    At the same time, over the Sea of Okeanos, lightning and thunder roared while a raging typhoon, with waves covering the skies, bypassed the long coastline of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, pouring into the Aegean Sea before Athens.


    Sea Beasts, fierce and dreadful, emerged from the sea, charging towards the coastal walls.


    Among the storm and thunder, the ancestor of all demons, Typhon, erupted from the water, its nearly hundred black and ferocious dragon heads attacking toward the Acropolis of Athens and War God Mountain.


    Seeing that overwhelming shadow nearly envelop the entire Acropolis of Athens and War God Mountain, Luo En��s face changed, instinctively wanting to provide support.


    However, as this thought arose in him, the newly regrown-headed Kronos intercepted him, sneering.


    ��I don��t need to win in a one-on-one fight, I just need to hold you off with this immortal body, waiting for Typhon and his Demon Army to obliterate War God Mountain, then join forces with me! When that time comes, I will summon the [Crown] again to be re-crowned, and together with Typhon! I wonder if a mere Chief God like you could surpass the two of us, Titan Kings!��


    Hearing Kronos��s true intentions, Luo En��s heart sank.


    This war, not only are the New Gods and humans advancing, but the side of the Old Gods as well!


    These monsters, once keen on resolving issues with their fists, were gradually learning to rely on ��wisdom�� and ��tactics.��


    If the situation on the battlefield changed as Kronos had envisioned, then not only Athens but even Thessaly was in danger!


    The key to victory now lay in finding and destroying the Titan Temple, the seat of the [Divine Throne], and the [Crown] that Kronos had hidden...


    Wait!


    Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through Luo En��s mind, his thoughts spinning rapidly.


    Crown... hidden away... in an absolutely ��safe�� place...


    �� In the Titan Temple! The Crown is in the Titan Temple!


    �� Moreover, to free oneself from the Crown, and to control the nine main Titan Gods, the location of the Titan Temple must not be too far from the battlefield!


    �� Otherwise, their authority and nature of immortality would severely diminish, and they wouldn��t be as vibrant as they are now.


    �� Therefore, the Titan Temple is underneath Thessaly!


    Wisdom rushed through Luo En��s mind like a spring, finding the answers hidden behind the fog.


    He surveyed the camp of the Giant Spirit Clan, and his conjecture strengthened.


    Prometheus, Atlas, and several high-ranking giants from the Giant Spirit Clan were all missing.


    It was quite likely that Kronos had ordered them to guard the underground Titan Temple, adding a layer of insurance over his merged ��weakness�� and ��dead spot.��


    But such was the cause of his success, and so it was also the cause of his demise.


    Kronos hid the controlling Crown in the Titan Temple, indeed concealing his ��weakness,�� but also fixed the Titan Temple, which acted as a beacon, permanently in the underground of the Thessaly battlefield.


    This undoubtedly provided the Expeditionary Army with the perfect opportunity to advance!


    Truths and illusions, realities and fabrications.


    Prometheus, well done!


    At this moment, Luo En had guessed who was behind Kronos�� ��brilliant strategy�� and silently admired that seer in his heart.


    Now, it was time for a surprise move.


    While dispersing divine will, Luo En relayed the message to the waiting Argo Expeditionary Forces in the city, and with a guiding gesture summoned a divine shield from the Magic Circle Diagram, seemingly pieced together from countless fragments of cyan and gold.


    �� [The Mini World that Surrounds the Heavens].


    This was the Divine Shield, meticulously forged by Hephaestus for him.


    But due to the disastrous battle before, this Divine Shield had been shattered by Kronos.


    After the battle, although the God of Craftsmanship had recovered most of the fragments, the damage to the Divine Shield was too severe, and the two Divine Laws it contained were terribly fragmented; even with meticulous repairs by the craftsman god, its powers were likely far lesser than before.


    In the end, Luo En decided to abandon the Divine Law of ��defense�� and retained the ��world�� authority within it.


    At this moment, using it to create opportunities for the Expeditionary Army was most appropriate.


    Seeing Kronos charging towards him, Luo En decisively tossed the cyan-golden Divine Shield into the air, solemnly chanting,


    ��This is the temple of the gods, this is the gate of heaven��Dionysus Cosmos!��


    In an instant, the already battered shield disintegrated into dense fragments that surrounded Luo En and Kronos,


    With the flickering of light patterns, the images of the earth, sky, sea, the tireless sun, the full round moon, and numerous stars carved on the fragments materialized around the two, like a garland that colors the heavens, shining brightly and gradually constructing the contours of a [World].


    At that moment, Luo En��s Gun of Nation Creation turned into a giant palm tree wildly growing, its branches and leaves igniting into hundred-zhang high golden-red flames that dyed the entire sky.


    Under the staggered overlay of light patterns, the magnificent and elegant Heavenly Palace emerged amid the clouds, and seven slowly opening gates swallowed the figures of the two.


    At the same time, the gates of Thessaly City burst open, and King Admetos unsheathed his sword and roared,


    ��Charge!��


    Mages and priests took the lead, casting curses and divine arts like meteoric showers upon the battlefield, raising a storm of blood and violence;


    Griffins tamed by the Spartans and Two-legged Flying Dragons bred by the Kingdom of Colchis followed, spewing cursed bullets and venomous slobber from the city, disrupting the enemy��s formation;


    Next, Thessaly��s Divine Blood Guard driving bronze chariots, and Amazonian female warriors riding divine steeds, tore through the magic beasts and giants blocking the city gate like two sharp knives;


    And finally, Divine Blood Heroes from various city-states entered the battlefield, catching the unprepared giant spirits and demon army off guard and slaughtering them mercilessly.


    Chaos and panic spread incessantly during the fierce battle, some faint-hearted giant spirits and magic beasts turned tail and fled into crevices in the earth, trying to escape this bloody massacre.


    However, some Divine Blood Heroes seemed red-eyed with fury, chasing after them relentlessly, even risking leaping into the crevices themselves.


    But if one were to carefully count, it would be noticed that the Divine Blood Heroes who charged into the crevices numbered just over fifty.

 Chapter 653 653 106 Teammate Must Die

    ?Chapter 653: Chapter 106: Teammate Must Die! Chapter 653: Chapter 106: Teammate Must Die! ��`


    At this moment, within the deep dungeon.


    Several fluorite stones, infused with magic power, emitted a faint light that slightly dispelled the surrounding darkness.


    The fifty Divine Blood Heroes selected for the Argo Expeditionary Army, along with King Thessaly Admetos, who was surrounded by a few Divine Blood Guards, looked at each other and sighed with relief.


    The plan was going smoothly.


    First, the Shepherd of the Temporal World led the gods of Olympus to distract and hold back Kronos and his nine Titan Main Gods;


    Next, the human side��s Divine Blood Guard, mages, priests, and other elite units charged, breaking the formations of the Magic Beasts and giants, causing chaos on the battlefield;


    Finally, the ready Divine Blood Heroes collectively launched into action, expanding the chaos and relentlessly pursuing the retreating giants and Magic Beasts.


    Meanwhile, the Argo Expeditionary Army, mixed within the pursuing troops, also entered the underground lair crafted by the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Everything seemed natural, without raising the slightest suspicion from the Titan Gods or the giants.


    ...


    After all, once a drop of water falls into the ocean, it becomes very difficult to know its position and where it��s headed.


    The plan devised by Luo En and Athena undoubtedly exploited a similar principle.


    For this reason, Luo En, as the Allied Commander, specifically took Kronos into his own small world when the plan was being executed, to prevent the Titan King from detecting anything amiss.


    ��The first step of the battle plan is complete; now, let��s execute the second step!�� King Thessaly Admetos, looking at the complex, pitch-black corridor ahead, called out to the seven or eight Divine Blood Guards who had followed him into the fray, volunteering, ��Gentlemen, allow us to scout ahead for you!��


    ��Since we all charged in together as brothers, there��s no need to separate now, let��s go together!��


    Hercules, who served as the leader of the Argo Expeditionary Army, didn��t wait for a response from his friend and took the lead.


    The heroes followed in agreement, deliberately wrapping King Thessaly Admetos and a few Divine Blood Guards within the inner layers.


    The environmental conditions of the Giant Spirit Clan��s underground lair were harsh, full of hidden dangers and perils that even far exceeded the aboveground battlefield.


    Originally, when the giant Antaeus led the Giant Spirit Clan in the first War of the Giants, many Divine Blood Heroes following in pursuit fell victim to the Giant Spirit Clan��s trap of luring the enemy deep within, and many died within that intricate Underground Palace.


    With this lesson in mind, from the moment they stepped into the dungeon, the heroes had been on full alert, constantly guarding against attacks from the shadows.


    At this point, Hercules had already followed the scent of blood into a corridor.


    However, upon seeing several dead Magic Beast corpses at the corner and their necks twisted by brute force, Hercules sensed trouble and immediately turned to warn his teammates behind him.


    ��It��s a trap, go back!��


    No sooner had he spoken than the surrounding rock layers began to squirm inward like living creatures.


    Hercules snorted coldly and swung his fists, large as cooking pots, shattering the growing rock walls around him, preventing the passageway from closing like a humanoid crushing machine.


    Medea and Helen immediately recited swift Divine Words, applying dual layers of Divine Arts and magic protection over their teammates;


    Cainis and Telamon at the rear gathered Divine Power, raised their shields, and forcibly broke through the growing rocks on both sides, clearing a retreat path for everyone.


    But just as they had returned to the starting point and one crisis had subsided, another arose.


    Jason, with his unique sense of danger, intuitively glanced upwards and felt a chill down his spine.


    ��Careful above!��


    At that moment, light patterns flickered on the overhead rock wall, forming several Magic Circle Diagrams, and numerous sharp stalactites, meters long, grew from them, shooting towards the ground.


    And Jason, coincidentally, was right in the center of the Magic Circles, about to be skewered like meat on a grill.


    ��Get out of the way!��


    The Spartan twins immediately rushed out, stopping the heroes who were about to retreat to the starting point, and with one kick, sent the hapless Jason flying to safety.


    Then, in perfect harmony, they summoned their Divine Power, drew their Bronze Swords from their waists, and swept through the air.


    Their sword light split into two, then four, and within moments turned into hundreds, weaving into two splendid wheels of light overhead, shattering the falling stalactites into pieces.


    While the stone debris flew, the Spartan twins simultaneously jumped up, kneeing and destroying the Magic Circle Diagrams above their heads.


    The group had just heaved a sigh of relief and were preparing to fall back to the starting point to search for the correct path anew.


    Unexpectedly, a shrill scream came from somewhere.


    ��Help! Save me!��


    They all looked in the direction of the cry and shockingly saw a flamboyant socialite at a banquet covering his head with a Round Shield and clutching his backside, scrambling in panic towards the exit from a dark corridor nearby.


    And behind him, seven or eight giants were angrily driving a large group of Magic Beasts, furiously pursuing this intruder.


    As for the reason, everyone looked at the Bronze Short Sword stuck in the eye socket of the leader-looking giant and the empty right hand of the fleeing man, instantly understanding what had happened.


    Just now, by an unfortunate chance, Jason had been kicked by the hasty Spartan twins into this corridor, and his dropped weapon had, unfortunately, stabbed into the eye of the giant leader.


    Under the excruciating pain and humiliation, the giant leader immediately led his companions and a horde of Magic Beast servants to chase after Jason.


    Watching the unlucky fellow tumble towards the exit through the corridor, everyone facepalmed, somewhat reluctant to witness his plight.


    ��`

 Chapter 654 654 106 Teammates Must Die_2

    ?Chapter 654: Chapter 106 Teammates Must Die!_2 Chapter 654: Chapter 106 Teammates Must Die!_2 Hera saw a Magic Beast, a Magical Pig, charging at the very front, lifting its sharp fangs and aiming straight for the center of his rear, Jason��s butthole clamped tight as he wailed in a cry-inflected moan.


    ��Teammate? Where��s my teammate? Save me!��


    Suddenly, as if awakening from a dream, Chiron, acting as the teacher, was the first to act, drawing his bow and blowing the head off the Magic Pig leading the charge.


    The stench of blood and the scattering of red and white bone fragments rained down, and, as luck would have it, half a pig��s head landed snugly in Jason��s arms.


    Moreover, as a creature of Demon Ancestor Typhon, that thing didn��t seem to be dead yet. Regaining a hint of consciousness, it viciously bit at Jason��s cheek with its broken jaw.


    Hiss~~


    Jason, seeing the enlarging half pig��s head before his eyes, gasped in shock and hastily threw the thing he��d accidentally caught over his shoulder.


    The half pig��s head described a beautiful arc in the air, then...


    ...


    ��Aow!��


    In the midst of a piercing scream, the leader of the Giant Spirit Clan clutched his other bleeding eye and stomped the half pig��s head that was munching on a piece of his facial muscle to smithereens.


    ��Kill... Kill him!��


    The leader of the giant spirits roared in rage and grief, actually forced to use the Divine Monster language, with which he was not very familiar.


    What kind of devil��s luck is this...


    The Divine Blood Heroes watched the dramatic scene unfold, caught between tears and laughter.


    Hearing the command, the Magic Beasts in the corridor became even more brutal, with dozens of Demon Wolves unable to contain their hunting impulses, leaping from the pack and pouncing towards Jason, who was wriggling his butt.


    Just as dozens of Demon Wolves were about to land on Jason, a green arrow tore through the air, nailing the leading wolf to the ceiling of the Underground Palace and then exploding into hundreds of green Light Arrows, shooting in all directions.


    ��Pupupupu!��


    In an instant, dozens of Demon Wolves, unable to dodge, were bombarded into mincemeat by the dense rain of green Light Arrows.


    With the blood raining down like a downpour and the constant falling of Light Arrows and Gravel, Jason, like a scared rabbit, ran and shrieked with his Round Shield overhead.


    ��What��s falling down? Ah, no, wait a second... Wait! Shoot behind me, don��t shoot me, I��m your teammate! I��m going to die!��


    In full view of everyone, the lean, blond youth held his shield in one hand and hopped and skipped amidst the dense rain of arrows and the raining chunks of bodies, but miraculously dodged everything that was about to land on him, tumbling and scrambling to the entrance of the corridor.


    In contrast, the Magic Beasts that were biting at his heels suffered much more, with two-thirds nailed to the ground, and half of the seven or eight giant spirits in charge of herding the beasts shot into porcupines.


    ��Whew! That scared me to death; you��re trying to murder me! I almost didn��t make it back...��


    The panting golden-haired youth, having narrowly escaped his teammates�� pursuit, leaned over and gasped for breath, clearly relieved to survive the ordeal, and complained gloomily about his teammates who seemed keen on finishing him off.


    Chiron looked at his newly accepted disciple and fell silent.


    By his own power alone, he had not only blinded a leader of the Giant Spirit Clan but also, in concert with his teammates�� attacks, nearly annihilated a mixed contingent of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    Even more bizarrely, this kid could avoid a barrage of arrows as dense as a waterfall in his blind running, not even grazing his skin, achieving the feat of crossing the battlefield unscathed.


    Was this some probability closer to that of making Hercules go solo?


    If I didn��t know you were the weakest of the fifty chosen Argo Heroes, with Divine Blood from Sea God Poseidon and Wind God Aelous, I might think you were an illegitimate child of Luck Goddess Tyche.


    Chiron glanced at the strongest, Hercules, and then at the trembling weakest, Jason, and couldn��t help but smile wryly.


    After a brief silence, he stepped forward, patted Jason on the shoulder, and said helplessly,


    ��Why did you run all over? Didn��t I gesture to you to stay by the wall and hold up your shield? With Atalanta��s aim, she couldn��t possibly hit you.��


    ��Teacher, you make it sound so easy. What if she missed? I only have one life!��


    Jason complained with a long face, while apprehensively glancing at the blood-soaked corridor. He carefully moved behind his teacher, Chiron, muttering nervously.


    ��Chiron, ever since we entered this Underground Palace, I feel like someone is out to get me!


    Especially those tigresses, they��re looking at me with such malice, like they��re ready to butcher me at any moment.


    No, no, walking in front of them is too dangerous; it��s safer to follow you.��


    Looking at his disciple sneakily hiding behind him, Chiron somewhat regretted his decision.


    He should not have given in to the kid��s persistent pleas to take him as a disciple.


    After teaching him for so long, his strength had hardly increased, but his tenacity and fear of death had been growing by the day.


    Seeing Jason creep around to the back with a vulgar face, the Spellcasters couldn��t help but grumble their dissatisfaction.


    ��Man, can��t you act a bit more like a warrior? Are you protecting us, or are we protecting you?��


    ��Cough cough, I��ll cover the rear, I��ll cover the rear.��


    Jason, with his Round Shield in hand, popped his head out shyly and awkwardly stood in line with the warriors.


    Only, he was actually among the Divine Blood Guard of Thessaly.


    Dude, the fight hasn��t even started yet; what rear are you going to cover!

 Chapter 655 655 106 Teammates Must Die_3

    ?Chapter 655: Chapter 106: Teammates Must Die!_3 Chapter 655: Chapter 106: Teammates Must Die!_3 Spellcasters had a deadpan expression, grumbling incessantly in their hearts.


    Hera��s temper exploded as her face darkened, unable to hold back her scolding.


    ��Are you here to amuse us? Get to the front!��


    ��No need, right? I��m not the type for assault, it��s better for me to stay back and protect my cousin-in-law and teacher~��


    Jason firmly wedged himself between King Thessaly Admetos and his teacher Chiron, blithely ignoring the disdainful looks from those around him.


    Cainis was furious, itching to drag this shameless coward out.


    Meanwhile, Hercules, who had cleared the passage, came from one side, calming the enraged Cainis:


    ��Let it be, let him stay here. We��re short on time; we must find the path to the core of the Underground Palace without further delay.��


    He then stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and smiled approvingly:


    ��Well done just now!��


    ...


    ��Me?�� Jason pointed to his nose, visibly flattered.


    Hercules nodded and explained in a serious tone:


    ��Yes, those giants and Magic Beasts in the hallway had old wounds, appearing to be the ones we chased from aboveground to below.��


    Jason pondered briefly, then his face lit up with realization.


    ��So, that passage might very likely lead to the core, or at least it shouldn��t be a dead end!��


    Hercules nodded again, handing back the Bronze Short Sword he had recovered during the cleanup and earnestly advised:


    ��Take good care of them, and ensure your own safety.��


    Jason nodded reflexively, then watched Hercules, who like a flag, led the team into the passage with admiration welling up in his eyes.


    Compared to these naturally powerful Divine Blood Heroes, his lack of natural talent and ability made him seem like a mangy dog amongst lions, strikingly out of place.


    Did he really deserve to participate in this expedition? Did he really have the right to fight alongside his idols?


    Jason tightened his grip on the bloodstained Bronze Short Sword, feeling a surge of shame.


    However, Hercules, evidently too occupied to notice his little fan��s turmoil, cautiously advanced in the dim corridor, alerting his teammates behind him.


    ��Stay close, and don��t let your guard down!��


    The well-trained Argo Heroes quietly lowered their voices and leveled their breathing, following the trail of fresh and old damage marks, carefully advancing towards the light ahead.


    Meanwhile, Queen of Acadia Atalanta and Prince of Calydon, skilled in tracking and with extensive hunting experience, walked behind Hercules, covering each other, coordinating their actions.


    The Spartan twins, Telamon, and Cainis, wielding Sword and Shield and Spear, led the close-combat Divine Blood Heroes, guarding all corners.


    In the inner circle, Medea, Helen, and other Spellcasters held magic wands, providing their teammates with dual protection of Curses and Divine Arts, enhancing their crisis response capabilities.


    Furthermore, Spellcasters were also ready to amplify their teammates�� physical abilities, speed, and strength with rapid Divine Word in case of emergencies.


    In the most crucial area, the Medicine God and Chiron were in charge��they, one possessing life-reviving medicinal skills, the other with extensive combat experience, could stabilize the situation should Hercules need to step away.


    Because the giants and magic beasts were both large creatures, the underground lair they were in was quite large despite its rough exterior, with both astonishing height and width.


    For example, the corridor that the Argo heroes were groping along was spacious enough for more than ten people to walk side by side.


    Finally, after about seven or eight minutes of walking, a slightly glowing white entrance appeared ahead.


    There was an exit!


    Hercules felt a surge of excitement in his heart and immediately jumped into the glowing entrance, ready to explore.


    However, the moment his figure entered the light, gray-white patterns rippled like water, and the entrance gradually shrank and even began to blur.


    The centaur sage noticed a familiar divine aura above and his expression changed slightly.


    It was Kronos�� Space Authority! The entire underground lair had been divided by him!


    As a son of Kronos who was quite familiar with this power, Chiron realized that his father god seemed to have left other traps around the Titan Temple to prevent outsiders from discerning and destroying his lair, and he immediately made a decision.


    ��Follow him, don��t let Hercules be alone!��


    Before departing, Dionysus and Heavenly Queen Hera had made a request, hoping he would take good care of Hercules since he might be the key to victory in this expedition.


    If necessary, they could sacrifice everyone...


    And at this moment, the heroes had already rushed one by one into the shrinking light curtain to meet up with Hercules.


    As they passed through the light curtain, it seemed like they could hear the shifting of rocks in the depths, and the entire underground world seemed to spin as if they were entering another space.


    Once the world in front of them returned to normal, they found themselves in a stone forest.


    ��Boom!��


    Several magic beasts flew in like cannonballs, either becoming meat hanging on the pillars or smashing into the pillars, their limbs covered in scales and fur flying around, and dark red blood mixed with pink flesh splattered everywhere, filling the air with a strong smell of blood.


    They looked in the direction of the sound and saw Hercules standing amid ruins, besieged by two Hydra, three white Chimera, and four Sphinx.


    At the same time, a continuous stream of magic beasts and giants emerged from the milky white light gates around them, attacking Hercules.


    ��Quick, help!��


    Chiron immediately drew his bow and helped out, directing the gathered Argo heroes loudly.


    Cursed bullets, light arrows, and spears rained down on the magic beasts and giants that swarmed from every entrance, causing a large amount of blood and flesh to scatter, momentarily slowing the enemy��s momentum.


    Surrounded, Hercules felt the pressure lessen and immediately swung his Nameless Axe Sword, smashing a white Chimera into pieces, then decisively moved to regroup with the main forces.


    Buzz!


    Just as everyone was also pushing forward, dozens of golden red whirlwinds of magic power swept through, rotting everything in their path.


    The warriors like Cainis at the front raised their shields, barely holding off the blasting force, their faces paling as they staggered back.


    However, in the moment a gap appeared in their defense, Medea and Helen synchronously stepped forward, waving their magic wands, and a series of purple-red magic arrays converged, diffusing dense magic beams toward weak spots like the corners and pillars.


    In the midst of flickering cold lights, there emerged a figure with the body of a man and the tail of a snake, a brooding giant.

 Chapter 656 656 107

    ?Chapter 656: 107 Chapter 656: 107 The snake-footed giant, Perros!


    In the stone forest, the Argo heroes who had been frustrated by a single blow swiftly recognized the identity of the giant spirit with the faint glow of the fluorite.


    Before the battle began, to know the enemy and know oneself, the Memory Goddess Mnemosyne had once opened the [Book Library] of the Temple of Memory, spreading knowledge about the origins and composition of the Cottus clan to the humans, heroes, and deities involved in the Battle of Thessaly.


    According to the records in the [Divine Chronicle] of the Temple of Memory, there are legitimately 150 giant spirits who count as pure-blooded members of the Cottus clan.


    Originally, the incessant copulating desire of Heavenly Father Uranus brought considerable pain to the Mother Goddess Gaea, so she conspired with the Twelve Titans to overthrow Uranus�� suppression. Ultimately, her youngest son Kronos castrated Uranus with a scythe, and Uranus�� divine blood splashed onto Gaea, leading to the birth of the Cottus clan.


    By lineage, these giant spirits are the pure offspring of the Goddess of the Earth, Gaea, and Heavenly Father Uranus; although they were not born from the traditional means of reproduction, their combat gifts and divine power are only slightly inferior to the Twelve Titans and the three Hundred-Handed Giants.


    Among these 150 individuals, the most outstanding of the giant spirits numbered 13, with 10 becoming the soul vessels for Divine King Kronos and the nine Titan Main Gods, capable of competing with the Chief Gods of Olympus on the battlefield.


    ...


    And the remaining 3, while they had no Chief God status, were much stronger than the average Cottus giant spirits and Olympian deities.


    The snake-footed giant before them, Perros, was one of these three.


    ��A hybrid spawned from Olympus and humanity? Such a delectable scent!��


    The snake-footed giant eyed the Argo heroes who had intruded into the underground palace, his crimson forked tongue licking his lips while his pitch-black vertical pupil revealed a greedy, vicious smile. He immediately swung his thick, black snake tail, launching an attack on the feast before him.


    For the giant spirits, battle, slaughter, and consuming divine blood from their prey were the most effective means of growth. And each of these little mice before him emitted a strong divine energy��almost like exquisite supplements delivered right to their doorstep.


    Seeing the monster rushing in like the wind, Atalanta pulled a divine rune arrow, carefully crafted by the God of Craftsmanship, from her quiver. At the same time, she drew her bow of the heavens taught, channeling the fierce power from the moon goddess Artemis��s other side into the arrow in torrents.


    ��Burning Shadow, Moon-Backed Arrow��Dark Sky Eclipse Shot!��


    Boom!


    In an instant, a sharp purple-red light arrow whistled forward, the surging divine power shattered the stone wall dome, and dozens of stout stone pillars broke off at the roots, crashing down into the stone forest like a barrage of sharp long spears.


    For a moment, the magic beasts and giants attacking Hercules were either impaled by falling stone pillars or forced back by the splintering gravel.


    But such an attack was little more than a tickle for that snake-footed giant.


    The hardened stone pillars and the spraying magic flow struck his body, only to be easily deflected by the pitch-black scales covering his figure, leaving behind only shallow white dots and indentations.


    Meanwhile, the belly of the snake-footed giant racing forward contracted, and his throat writhed, as a large mass of dark green poison liquid suddenly spewed from his mouth, pouring down over the Argo heroes�� camp.


    ��Sizzle Sizzle!��


    Amidst an ear-piercing hiss, like hot oil hitting water, the hastily erected magic barriers by Medea and Helen were quickly melted through, and the dark green poison took advantage to cascade downward.


    Fortunately, the magic proficiency of Medea and Helen gave everyone time to react. Seeing the terrible corrosive nature of this fierce toxin, they immediately dodged out of its way.


    But as the poison hit the ground, thick green poisonous mists rose instantaneously.


    Several of the nearby Argo heroes who accidentally inhaled a breath suddenly felt dizzy and saw darkness before their eyes.


    And the Divine Blood Guards from Thessaly who had covered their retreat into the underground, with even weaker resistance, touched it and immediately blood spurted from all seven apertures as their skin ulcerated, screaming in agony as they fell to the ground.


    ��Bang! Bang!��


    Seeing the situation turning grim, the Medicine God promptly took out two jugs filled with a strong detoxification agent from his bag and threw them into the rapidly spreading dark green poison mist. This purified the terrible venom.


    However, several of the Divine Blood Guards who had been unfortunate to get poisoned were already beyond saving, with toxins deep in their organs.


    Their limbs twisted and spasmed, continuously scratching all over, until they tore open their own skin and flesh and pulled out their insides, ending their own lives by their own hands, and only then did a sense of relief spread across their faces twisted into the extreme of agony.


    The sight made everyone shudder.


    When Hercules saw the tragic scene behind him, his heart sank.


    The first casualties had appeared...


    Although he had always understood that this expedition deep into enemy territory was fraught with peril, and that the heroes participating in it faced the danger of losing their lives at any moment, when disaster struck, Hercules still felt unbearable and angry.


    ��Bastard! You��re courting death!��


    Roaring in anger, Hercules drew the nameless axe sword from behind him, and his divine power surged explosively, instantly forming nine fierce slashes.


    ��Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!��


    Groups of blood mist burst from the body of the snake-footed giant Perros, who screamed as he collapsed to the ground.


    As a professional snake killer, Hercules aimed straight for the vitals as soon as he struck, choosing targets like the head, lower abdomen, heart, spine, and other fatal weak points of snake-like divine monsters.


    Normally, your typical snake-like divine monster would head straight to Hades after taking such a hit.


    However, after those nine consecutive slashes, the snake-footed giant who had been nearly chopped into pieces, incredibly shook himself and rose to his feet, his broken spine resetting automatically, his shattered heart regenerating, and his torn flesh rapidly healing.

 Chapter 657 657 107_2

    ?Chapter 657: Chapter 107_2 Chapter 657: Chapter 107_2 In but a moment��s time, the monster had already healed substantially, its pitch-black vertical pupils filled with chilling anger, all focused on Hercules, who posed the greatest threat to it.


    ��Damn this immortality!��


    The Argo Heroes cursed silently as they saw the scene before them.


    ��Swish!��


    In that moment, Chiron pulled from his quiver a green-gold arrow inscribed with secret text and shot it into the heart of the serpentine-footed giant Perros.


    A deathly gray aura spread from the arrow��s tip, causing the giant, who had just risen, to fall again, with its healing and regeneration visibly slowing down.


    But soon, the torn heart valves of the giant started to squirm, inch by inch pushing Chiron��s arrow out of its body.


    ...


    Seeing this, Chiron��s heart sank.


    The God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, had once rushed to produce for the Argo Expeditionary Army��s heroes a batch of Divine Artifacts specifically designed to target immortality.


    The arrow that he had just fired was one of them.


    Yet the effect turned out to be minimal.


    After all, the Giant Spirit Clan had the Earth��s blessing; setting foot on the ground granted them strong self-healing abilities, almost immortal.


    Furthermore, after breaching the Sacred Garden and consuming large quantities of the Magic Potion and Golden Apples within, their immortality had been greatly enhanced.


    In addition, it seemed the Authority of the ten Titan Temples was now covering the entire Underground Labyrinth, and these mass-produced Divine Tools designed to counter immortality were barely sufficient against the common members of the Giant Spirit Clan. However, high-ranking giants like Perros, who were stationed in the labyrinth, lacked the status of a Chief God, but their immortality had been boosted to the point of near invincibility.


    Not to mention them, the Divine Blood Heroes equipped with mass-produced Divine Tools��even a genuine Chief God arriving would likely find it no easy task to truly slay these high-ranking giants.


    ��Don��t get entangled with this thing! The mission is what matters!��


    Chiron shot another arrow aimed at immortality into the serpentine-footed giant, while simultaneously signaling to Hercules in the front.


    The most effective method to break the Giant Spirit Clan��s nearly endless regenerative abilities was to destroy the Titan Temples that continuously provided them with their protective Authority.


    Hercules clearly understood this principle, and he immediately abandoned the self-healing serpentine-footed giant on the ground, wielding the Nameless Axe Sword to hack and smash his way through the dense crowd of Magic Beasts and giants, plowing a bloody path forward.


    ��There��s an exit ahead, stick with me!��


    Upon hearing this, the Argo Heroes decisively maintained a tight formation, with Hercules spearheading their acceleration forward.


    Their mission, after all, was not to exterminate the Magic Beasts and giants in the underworld but to destroy the Titan Temples; there was no need to stubbornly engage with these troublesome creatures.


    As they sprinted forward, a sharp whooshing sound came from behind.


    ��Thud!��


    A thick, black serpentine tail shot through like a javelin, piercing straight through the chest of an Argo Hero.


    Then, the handsome young man coughed up blood and was thrown into a horde of Magic Beasts.


    ��Hyras!��


    Seeing this, Hercules in the front showed a grief-stricken and furious expression, his eyes turning red as he instinctively wanted to turn back to rescue him.


    This young man was not the false persona previously disguised by Perseus but his very real adopted son and most trusted homosexual lover.


    Although he could not dissuade his adopted son, who was adamant about joining the expedition, he had still arranged for Hyras to be placed at the relatively safer rear out of personal concern.


    However, unexpectedly, the child still couldn��t escape the fate that was destined to befall him.


    ��He��s gone, let��s move!�� Chiron commanded sternly.


    Hercules��s enraged mind cooled down a bit; he clenched his teeth and glanced back at his submerged adopted son and the slowly standing serpentine-footed giant. With great sorrow, he turned his head and led the Argo Heroes away from the perilous zone.


    Crossing the wavy Light Gate, a familiar sensation of spatial distortion assailed them.


    Before the Alte Heroes could regain their senses, they were plummeting rapidly, the dark and steep pit and its sharply-pointed rock spikes growing rapidly larger in their view.


    ��Wind, light as you are, remove our burden, let us soar with graceful wings, without falling!��


    Zethus and Karaiss, two Argo Heroes, who were both sons of Wind God Boreas, sang out Divine Words, stirring the air currents around them to descend gently with their teammates.


    Plop, plop!


    At that moment, dense stalactites fell from the ceiling, fast and sharp, and the two Wind God��s Sons, who were busy helping their teammates land, were taken unawares and impaled through their armor and wings by several stalactites.


    Both Argo Heroes let out cries of pain, with blood spattering down; unable to control the airflow, they and everyone else plummeted uncontrollably into the pit.


    Quick-thinking Telamon and Cainis immediately smashed their Divinely-empowered Round Shields filled with Divine Power onto the bottom of the pit, with fierce Magic Flows mixed with metal fragments from the shields shooting out to shatter the slow-growing spikes at the pit��s bottom, narrowly averting disaster.


    ��Something... Something��s coming down from above, hurry!��


    The two Wind God��s Sons, hearing the rustling sounds around them, quickly bore the pain of removing the stalactites piercing their wings, urging their fellow heroes to move quickly.


    At that moment, Atalanta climbed up the rock walls to scout the pitch-black surroundings, swiftly locating the faintly luminescent exit ahead using her sharp Archer��s eyes.


    ��There��s a way out ahead!��


    As the stones above their heads fell with a rush, the scents of the Magic Beasts and giants pressed in quickly; Hercules and Chiron decisively ordered the injured Wind God Twins to be helped up, leading everyone through the narrow, rugged ravine at an increased pace. They rushed into the Light Gate ahead before the trap of Magic Beasts and giants could close in on them.

 Chapter 658 658 107_3

    ?Chapter 658: Chapter 107_3 Chapter 658: Chapter 107_3 As soon as they entered, they were spotted by a dense pack of Magic Beasts and giants, who roared and swarmed towards them.


    The group fought bravely to carve a bloody path, then buried their heads and charged into a Light Gate.


    But new Magic Beasts and giants arrived in quick succession.


    It went on like this: one gate, two gates, three gates...


    Five gates, ten gates, twenty gates...


    Gradually, the weary Argo Heroes began to sense something was amiss.


    ��Wait! Look at these marks; this is where we started from~!��


    ...


    Chiron called a halt to the group, who were frantically searching for an exit, pointing with a grim expression at an arrow mark scratched onto the stone wall.


    Atalanta recognized it as a mark she had left herself, her gaze sharpening.


    ��Could it be, we��ve been going in circles?��


    Hearing this, a shadow fell over everyone��s hearts.


    After a brief contemplation, Chiron issued an order.


    ��This time, we take a different route! Move through different passages and leave marks along the way!��


    Following his command, they plunged into the Light Gate again, shuttling back and forth.


    Ten times, twenty times, thirty times...


    After what felt like an eternity, they finally seemed to have shaken off their pursuers, and the scenery before them cleared to reveal a courtyard filled with glowing plants.


    On a dead giant tree, seven teal birds perched on the branches, chirping melodiously.


    The pleasant sound was like the rhythm of a Lyre, redolent of afternoon sunlight, a soft bed, and the embrace of a lover.


    Even the air turned as mellow and sweet as aged wine.


    Unable to resist, the Argo Heroes slowed their pace, greedily savoring the beautiful melody as they staggered towards the dead tree at the center of the courtyard.


    As the group drew closer, the seven teal birds seemed to chirp even more joyously.


    Zheng~!


    At that moment, a rousing musical note surged forward, as thunderous as smashing gold and jade, shattering the lazy complacency of the music in the courtyard.


    ��Wake up!��


    Orpheus, the son of Apollo and a genius singer, swiftly plucked his harp, emitting a high, piercing note that alerted his comrades.


    The Argo Heroes suddenly came to their senses, halted, and looked around, breaking out in a cold sweat.


    They saw the glowing plants spreading from the dead tree slowly opening their tips to reveal circular saw-like predatory organs.


    And the seven teal birds on the branches spread their wings, their tiny bodies rapidly transforming into tall women with bird wings on their backs, their claw-like hands aiming for the heroes�� faces.


    ��Go to hell!��


    Startled and angered by a pair of claws thrusting towards his face, Cainis instantly swung his spear, spearing one of the bird-winged maidens through the tree.


    ��Chirp!��


    The wounded bird-winged maiden went berserk, shrieking as she flapped backwards, pulling herself off Cainis��s spear point, while simultaneously shooting several iron feathers forward.


    Cainis quickly twisted his spear, exerting all his strength to deflect these fast and aggressive iron feathers.


    ��What the hell is this?!��


    Clasping her slightly trembling hands, this female warrior, known for her bravery in Thessaly, looked at the seven bird-winged maidens on the tree with considerable alarm.


    ��The Seven Goddesses of Kingfishers��Alcyonides, they are said to be the seven daughters of King of Giant Spirits, Alcyoneus, named for their enchanting voices. But since Divine King Kronos devoured the consciousness of King of Giant Spirits, Alcyoneus, turning him into his own soul container, these seven daughters have disappeared while mourning their father. I didn��t expect them to turn into such ghostly figures!��


    Orpheus, the son of Apollo, stepped forward to answer, looking at the clearly mentally eroded, ferociously abnormal Seven Goddesses of Kingfishers on the tree. His face showed deep regret and pity while he cursed Divine King Kronos in his heart.


    After all, it was likely only that cold-hearted and ruthless Titan King who could have turned the seven daughters of King of Giant Spirits, Alcyoneus, into such ghostly figures.


    ��What��s all this about?��


    The Argo Heroes drew their swords and spears, desperately hacking at the glowing tentacles sweeping around them like snakes, and anxiously asked.


    These things that spread around that withered tree seemed to combine elements of animals and plants. Chopping them down proved not only that they were incredibly tough but also that the cut areas oozed a red-black liquid resembling fresh blood, emitting squeaking noises that were disturbing and disconcerting.


    What troubled the heroes even more was that the vitality of these creatures was even stronger than that of the ordinary giant spirits; their speed of destruction could not keep up with the regeneration speed of these things.


    The Medicine God sniffed, vaguely smelling a familiar scent from the pools of red-black liquid on the ground, and his expression slightly changed.


    ��Is this... the Golden Apple Tree?��


    When the Giant Spirit Clan broke into the Sacred Garden, they not only consumed all the Golden Apples but also sacrificed the Golden Apple Tree, which possessed Earth Authority, to Divine King Kronos.


    And the stubbornly living withered tree before them seemed to be the original form of the Golden Apple Tree.


    However, due to the corruption of the Divinity, this thing had undergone demonization, trying to prey on any living thing that came near it, nourishing itself with the flesh and blood of outsiders.


    ��Don��t go near it!��


    Realizing the origin of this thing, the Medicine God hurriedly stopped several Argo Heroes who wanted to rush up and chop down the withered tree.


    However, it was already too late.


    Roots like snake pythons broke through the soil, cracking the rocks and causing dense green plants to rapidly spread and grow.


    ��Phut phut!��


    Immediately afterward, vine-like tendrils in blue-green tightly bound the legs of several Argo Heroes; glowing roots had already pierced into their thighs, sucking their vitality like thirsty giant snakes.


    In just a blink of an eye, the few struck Argo Heroes had dried up skin and turned into skeletons.


    Blue-green glowing vines burst from their eye sockets, spreading wildly and creating a bizarre scene that made the Argo Heroes shudder.


    ��Retreat! Retreat!��


    Chiron shouted a warning while launching arrows that restrained immortality, cutting off the demonized Golden Apple vines spreading on the ground,


    The Argo Heroes also cooperatively tried to block the Seven Goddesses of Kingfishers flapping towards them and fell back from this dangerous area in a fighting withdrawal.


    Yet, when it rains, it pours.


    Boom!


    Flying rocks and swirling dust filled the air, and from a newly opened Light Gate ripple behind, thousands of Magic Beasts and giant spirits leaped out, rushing directly toward them.


    Medea, seeing this, quickly threw the Tooth of Python and several Demon Crystals, summoning a row of Dragon Tooth Soldiers and Magic Puppets to briefly hold off the swarming Magic Beasts and giant spirits, trying to buy time for her companions.


    However, faced with dire circumstances from both front and back, these delays were like drops in the bucket.


    The space for the group to maneuver was quickly compressed to its limits; they could only watch as these Subterranean Monsters surged forth like a tide.


    Just as the beleaguered Argo Heroes were preparing to fight desperately, a torch burning with golden flames flew from a rock wall and smashed onto the demonized Golden Apple Tree.


    Instantly, the demonized Divine Tree twisted madly, emitting rodent-like squeals; the glowing vines drilled back into the ground.


    ��Over here, come quickly!��


    A deep voice came from a rock cave; a middle-aged man in a black robe was waving at them.

 Chapter 659 659 108 Zeus Flavorful, No Need for Much Salt

    ?Chapter 659: Chapter 108 Zeus: Flavorful, No Need for Much Salt! Chapter 659: Chapter 108 Zeus: Flavorful, No Need for Much Salt! Underground Maze, a dim cave.


    Someway, they had survived...


    Listening to the surrounding tremors fading away, the Argo Heroes, feeling as though they had narrowly escaped death, slumped against the dark stone walls, gasping heavily.


    ��Finding you wasn��t easy.��


    A deep voice came from the darkness, and a tall shadow in the corner removed its black robe, revealing a rugged and resolute cheek under the fluorite��s faint light.


    ��Prometheus?�� Chiron tentatively asked.


    ��Yes, it��s me.�� The tall, strong man nodded slightly.


    ...


    Upon hearing this, the Argo Heroes turned their heads to look at him in unison, unable to help but hold the man before them in great respect.


    The Fire Stealer Prometheus, the original creator of humankind, the god who brought fire and light, was also the pathfinder for human civilization to reach this point.


    In a sense, these heroes who carried a part of human blood were the descendants of the man before them.


    And hearing the expected answer, Chiron finally let go of his worries.


    At the beginning of the formation of the expeditionary forces, he and a few others like Hercules were informed by the Wisdom Goddess Athena:


    Once they launched the attack on the Titan Temple, there would be someone to meet them in the Underground Maze.


    And that guide was the legendary Fire Stealer, Prometheus.


    Just now, this person had intervened at the critical moment, using flames to repel the Demonized Divine Tree��s attack.


    Therefore, Chiron had vaguely guessed his identity and promptly decided to lead the Argo Heroes, who were in a predicament, to follow him.


    Fortunately, the gamble paid off.


    Prometheus glanced around at the chaotic breaths and the mostly injured Argo Heroes, reassuring them with a deep voice, ��Rest assured, it��s temporarily safe here. You all should rest and recuperate for a while.��


    Chiron nodded, stood up, and along with Medea, the Medicine God, distributed the recovery and healing Magic Potions they carried to nearby weakened or injured companions to help them recover as soon as possible.


    Hercules, the strongest in combat, walked among the crowd, inquiring about the casualties of the Expeditionary Army.


    But the final tally was not optimistic.


    After passing through more than fifty Light Gates and facing countless waves of enemies, all seven or eight members of the Divine Blood Guard brought by King Thessaly, Admetos, had perished in battle. Out of the fifty Divine Blood Heroes that formed the Argo Expeditionary Army, more than a dozen were lost.


    What Hercules found even harder to accept was that despite such heavy losses, they hadn��t even caught a glimpse of the Titan Temple��s shadow.


    In frustration, Hercules punched the hard stone wall and turned his head to look at the guide who had only just met up with them.


    ��What in the world is going on? Why have we been walking for so long, it seems like we��re just walking in circles?��


    ��Space Authority...��


    Prometheus replied with a grave voice, patiently explaining.


    ��Kronos is a Divine King proficient in space manipulation. To conceal his weaknesses��the ��Divine Throne�� and the ��Crown����he has transformed the entire underground world into a complex Space Maze. If outsiders barge in, each time they pass through a Light Gate, a spatial change is triggered. So without a guide, you probably won��t be able to find the Titan Temple deep within until death.��


    ��We won��t be able to find the Titan Temple until death? Is it really that exaggerated?��


    Just after taking an Energy Potion, Jason sprang up, voicing his skepticism incredulously.


    Prometheus slightly raised his hand and tossed a solid regular hexahedron cast from bronze, from his sleeve to Jason:


    ��First, take a look at this.��


    Jason looked down at the hexahedron in his hands, noticing its peculiar structure.


    The six sides were painted with different colors, and each side was evenly divided into nine squares that could be twisted freely to create various patterns.


    Jason fiddled with it out of curiosity and asked,


    ��What is this?��


    ��The current spatial model of the entire Underground Maze, which I made casually.��


    Prometheus answered gravely, followed by a slight smile as he looked at Jason before him.


    ��If you can solve it, then you��ve understood the Maze��s pattern of change, thereby deciphering the entire Space Technique operation, and from there, you can open the route straight to the Titan Temple.��


    ��What counts as solving it?��


    ��Just make all six sides the same color.��


    ��That��s easy!��


    Jason, hearing this, confidently twisted the bronze hexahedron in his hands, ready to show off his wits and talent to the god of foresight.


    Once, twice, thrice...


    Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...


    After a full half-hour, Jason, staring at the bronze hexahedron with all six sides mismatched, had his earlier confidence completely replaced by intense bewilderment and increasingly dense sweat on his forehead.


    Cainis, who found Jason somewhat irritating, wrapped arms around her spear and coldly snorted from the side,


    ��Can you do it or not? If not, let me try!��


    ��What��s the rush, let me try again.��


    Jason retorted stubbornly, continuing to struggle with the bronze hexahedron while also seeking support from Prometheus standing beside him.


    ��Maybe I��ll succeed after a few more tries, right?��


    Prometheus, standing in the shadows with his arms crossed, nodded with a light smile.


    ��Hmm, at your current speed of three rotations per second, without repeating, you only need about 4.542 billion years to produce all possible variations of this object, restoring any one of the 20 billion combinations including all sides the same color.��

 Chapter 660 660 108 Zeus Flavorful, No Need for Much Salt_2

    ?Chapter 660: Chapter 108 Zeus: Flavorful, No Need for Much Salt!_2 Chapter 660: Chapter 108 Zeus: Flavorful, No Need for Much Salt!_2 ��How, how much?��


    Jason was stunned when he heard this and couldn��t believe his ears. He turned his head in astonishment to seek confirmation from Prometheus.


    ��454.2 billion years...�� Prometheus reasserted, before adding rather somberly, ��Of course, that��s assuming you��re lucky enough not to repeat any moves.��


    ��454.2 billion years? You��ve got to be joking!�� Jason nearly threw the bronze hexahedron he was holding and his face was filled with disbelief.


    Prometheus helplessly shrugged his shoulders and candidly replied, ��Unfortunately, according to my calculations, this object has about 43 quintillion states. In order to randomly restore it to a single color on all six sides just by flailing around, it would take at least 454 billion years.��


    ��Hisss~~�� Upon hearing this, Jason couldn��t help but turn pale and sharply inhaled a breath of cold air, tossing the hot potato back into Prometheus��s arms, and said deflatedly, ��We don��t even have to wait for this thing to be solved; our bones will probably be dust by then, right? What��s the point of attacking the Titan Temple?��


    ��If you know the correct method, it could save some time.��


    ...


    ��How long?��


    ��Done.��


    As his words fell, Prometheus stopped his movements and opened his hand. The bronze hexahedron was miraculously restored to the same color on all six sides.


    Jason��s eyes popped out as he looked up at the calm and collected seer before him, his face full of shock.


    ��How many moves did you make?��


    ��Twenty,�� Prometheus truthfully answered, explaining in a serious tone.


    ��I have explored and calculated for a long time. Twenty moves is basically the limit for the fastest restoration.��


    ��How did you do it? Teach me~!��


    Jason��s eyes lit up when he heard this, and he instantly pounced, clinging to Prometheus��s arm, pleading with a brazen face to be taught.


    If he could solve the Space Maze crafted by the hand of Divine King Kronos himself and lead the Argo Heroes to find the way to the Titan Temple, he would certainly become an epic figure in this expedition!


    Prometheus was not stingy, either. He directly took out a stack of parchment filled with characters from the Magic Circle Diagram, handing over the restoration techniques he had summarized to the eager Jason.


    However, once Jason looked at the manuscript, his hopeful expression collapsed.


    The symbols made sense individually, but put together they made him sweat profusely. Even with simple schematic explanations, he still found it completely confusing.


    Clearly, this just wasn��t for him.


    Out of reluctance, Jason had to extinguish his dream of glory and heroism. He turned and handed the bronze hexahedron and manuscript to Chiron, known as the Sage, hoping that this teacher could salvage some dignity for his student.


    But after fumbling with it for a while, Chiron ultimately shook his head in frustration and handed the objects back to Prometheus.


    ��If we had enough time, perhaps I could learn it slowly, but I��m afraid there��s no chance right now.��


    None of them could do it?


    If Athena and that lad were here, perhaps there would be a chance.


    Prometheus took back the manuscript and the bronze hexahedron, with a flash of imperceptible gloom in his eyes.


    Indeed, just as the seer had anticipated.


    If Luo En had been present, he would have recognized at a glance that the model of the Space Maze in Prometheus��s hands was, in fact, a three-dimensional Rubik��s Cube.


    And the restoration techniques on those parchments also corresponded in many ways to the future��s three-dimensional Rubik��s Cube Seven-step Restoration Method.


    At this moment, Hercules, who had gathered his composure, stepped forward and looked at the bronze Magic Cube in Prometheus��s hands, asking the question that puzzled him.


    ��Speaking of which, how did the underground world turn into what it is now? I remember the last time I broke in here, there was none of this ghostly stuff.��


    Prometheus replied helplessly, ��Because the space maze surrounding the Titan Temple was only completed two days ago. I��ve been studying its operation patterns recently, not finding a clue to this thing until now.��


    On the second day after the cessation of hostilities at the Thessaly front, he had gone to War God Mountain to keep an appointment, making pledges to several there, promising them to lead the way for the Argo Expeditionary Army to jointly destroy the Titan Temple.


    For this reason, upon his return to the nest of the Giant Spirit Clan, he took the opportunity to suggest to Kronos, persuading the Titan King to anchor the [Divine Throne] and [Crown] underground in order to hide his own weaknesses.


    Although Kronos adopted his strategy, he did not fully trust him and secretly added an extra safeguard to his own [Divine Throne] and [Crown].


    By the time he noticed the changes in the underground world, it was too late to warn those on War God Mountain; he could only try to find the answers himself so that when meeting with the Argo Expeditionary Army, he could lead them safely out of here.


    Unfortunately, after the Argo Expeditionary Army entered, they had been continuously on the move due to the encirclement and pursuit of the Magic Beasts and giants.


    Although Prometheus left markings in each spatial unit and replicated the entire model of the underground maze, finding the path to converge with the Argo Expeditionary Army amidst the chaos was a significant drain on his time.


    The Argo Expeditionary Army also suffered many casualties as a result.


    After straightening out the sequence of events, Chiron could not help but frown.


    ��How did Kronos come up with such an ingenious construction of spatial spells?��


    As a son of Kronos, Chiron knew to some extent the nature of his old father.


    When had that cruel, warlike Titan King ever had such a studious spirit to use his space authority to create a puzzle even he, the Centaur Sage, could not solve?


    Prometheus snorted and shook his head:


    ��Your father, of course, is not that clever; someone secretly provided him with the construction scheme for this space maze.��


    ��Who?��


    ��Pandora!��


    As he uttered the answer, a rare chill flashed through Prometheus��s eyes.


    Speaking of which, he and that Catastrophe Witch were old nemeses.


    Firstly, after Zeus imprisoned him, humanity��s creator, he gathered the power of the Olympian Gods to create a rare Divine Artifact called [Pandora��s Box] as a gift to the humans of the Golden Age, to ease tensions between gods and men and display his own generosity and benevolence.


    On the surface, this thing could absorb the evil desires, pain, disaster, plague, and other negative forces of the mortal world, purifying mankind��s body and mind, providing them with a peaceful and beautiful world.


    But in reality, the calamities absorbed by [Pandora��s Box] did not disappear, but rather accumulated within, breeding a monster destined to destroy human civilization.


    Back then, his foolish brother Epimetheus had blindly trusted the goodwill released by Zeus, neglecting his warnings and choosing to accept this fraught gift, resulting in the birth of the Catastrophe Witch Pandora and leading the tribe he earnestly guarded towards annihilation.


    Pandora, the one with all the gifts, was meant to be a name full of wonderful implications.


    Yet from her birth, although she was blessed by the twelve Olympian Chief Gods, she was continuously nurtured by the evil desires accumulated over thousands of years of humanity, ultimately growing into a humanoid weapon aimed against human civilization.


    Catastrophe and death were her nourishment, destruction and slaughter her mission.


    Since her descent into the world, civilizations from the Golden, Silver, and Bronze Ages had been directly or indirectly destroyed by her hand.


    Perhaps due to excessive killing, which displeased The Three Fates, after destroying the Bronze Clan, Zeus sealed her back into the Magic Box and sank it into the deep sea.


    However, it now seemed that the Divine King of Olympus, in an effort to suppress the rapidly developing civilization of the surface world, had secretly dredged up this effective pawn from the depths of the sea.


    The Giant War, which was escalating and gradually deviating from the path of fate, was likely instigated by the Catastrophe Witch behind the scenes.


    And the true puppet master, undoubtedly, was that [just and benevolent] Divine King Zeus.


    Under fate, everyone is but a pawn of the Heavenly Destiny Divine King.

 Chapter 661 661 109 The World Without Light, I Come to Pass on the Fl

    ?Chapter 661: Chapter 109: The World Without Light, I Come to Pass on the Flame! Chapter 661: Chapter 109: The World Without Light, I Come to Pass on the Flame! Having figured out the sequence of events, Chiron furrowed his brow and asked,


    ��So, are we now up against that Catastrophe Witch?��


    ��No, Kronos merely took Pandora��s suggestion, using his own Space Authority to construct this Underground Maze around the Titan Temple to guard his Divine Throne. As for that Catastrophe Witch...��


    Prometheus paused, then added with an ironic smile.


    ��Kronos doesn��t even trust me; how could he possibly trust her? Therefore, that woman has long been expelled.��


    Hearing this, Jason��s eyes lit up,


    ��So you mean, all we need to do now is to unravel this Space Maze, and we��ll be able to find our way to the Titan Temple?��


    ��In theory, yes...��


    ��Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way, Prometheus!��


    ...


    The social butterfly of the banquet came forward, patting Prometheus on the shoulder, eagerly urging him on.


    Prometheus nodded and turned to look at the Argo Heroes in the corner, asking in a deep voice,


    ��How are you all feeling?��


    ��We��re almost ready,�� everyone responded in turn.


    Prometheus nodded slightly, raised his hand, and infused his Divine Power into the Bronze module in his palm.


    The space where everyone was instantly lit up, and the entire structure and operation mode of the Underground Maze was projected through the Bronze module, clearly presented in front of everyone. This filled the heroes, who were more brawn than brains, with wonder and their confidence in escaping their current predicament increased manifold.


    Before setting off, Prometheus, who was to lead the way, reminded them again,


    ��Gentlemen, the entire Underground Maze has as many as 26 independent spatial units; each unit��s different Light Gates are the driving Spells that connect all spatial units. Once you go through a spatial unit, the structure of the Underground Maze will transform once, resulting in 43 quattuordecillion combinations.


    And within these 43 quattuordecillion spatial combinations, only by aligning the six colors in their places, will the path to the Titan Temple truly open.


    So, you must follow me closely! Just one wrong step, and all could be for naught!��


    The Argo Heroes had already experienced the weirdness and terror of the Underground Maze, naturally they did not dare take it lightly, nodding solemnly one after another and maintaining a tight formation, following Prometheus.


    With everything ready, Prometheus took a deep breath, raised his head, and stepped into a light-patterned line on the left stone wall.


    The Argo Heroes clenched their weapons, silently invoked the Divine Word, and followed in a leap.


    After a familiar feeling of weightlessness and spatial dislocation, they did not encounter the seven goddesses in the form of emerald birds or the demonized Golden Apple Tree they had faced before; instead, they found themselves in a desolate open area.


    A few Magic Beasts and giants were lazily patrolling at several forked paths.


    ��Intruders! There are intruders!��


    At that moment, seeing dozens of Argo Heroes continuously walking in from the light patterns on the stone wall, the Magic Beasts and giants stationed there snapped out of their reverie. They immediately began shouting and charging forward.


    Looking at the mere hundred or so Magic Beasts and giants before them, the Argo Heroes couldn��t help but reveal a ferocious smile, swinging their Sword and Shield without any politeness, embroiling themselves in a melee with the monsters that had rushed to their deaths.


    Since entering this Underground Palace, swarms of Magic Beasts and giants had followed them like sharks smelling blood, biting wildly at their heels.


    Finally having a reliable guide, and entering a less defended spatial unit, they certainly wanted to take the opportunity to vent their pent-up frustration.


    Therefore, the charging Argo Heroes were each more ruthless than the last.


    Hercules, who had lost foster children and several companions along the way, was leading the charge.


    For a time, Cursed Bullets flew and blood splattered within the entire independent spatial unit; dozens of Magic Beasts and giants were almost finely sliced into pieces on the spot.


    Upon seeing this, Chiron immediately shouted, ��Don��t get entangled in battle! Pass through quickly!��


    The blood in Hercules��s eyes, which had almost filled his gaze, then gradually receded, as he led a few who had strayed from the group back into the ranks of the Expeditionary Army.


    Looking at Hercules, whose face hadn��t lost much of its sullenness after the skirmish, Chiron couldn��t help but frown.


    This prophesied Child of Fate, powerful enough but not rational enough, was too easily dominated by anger and emotion.


    Now, with the trajectory of the battle of the giants having deviated so much, it was hard to say whether this hero, on whom the gods placed great hope, could shoulder his original responsibilities and mission.


    ��They��re coming after us, hurry up!��


    Prometheus, observing the dense light points rapidly converging on their location in the Bronze module, hastened his pace.


    ��Left front, the third light pattern!��


    ��Right side, thirty meters, go through the second light pattern!��


    ��Back, the way is there!��


    ��...��


    Under the guidance of Prometheus, the professional insider, they cleverly avoided the underworld��s main force of Magic Beasts and giants, and by continuing to activate the light patterns of each spatial unit, they induced gradual changes in the structure of the Underground Maze.


    Once, twice, thrice...


    Five times, ten times, fifteen times...


    Finally, the Argo Heroes, after dispersing scattered Magic Beasts and giants, completed twenty spatial transits without mishap.


    And when they passed through the last Light Gate, the entire Underground Maze, like a gear-jammed mechanical clock, suddenly ground to a halt.


    ��Hum!��


    Immediately following, the light patterns in each spatial unit cell buzzed and flashed, and silver-gray lines quickly covered the entire Underground Maze, turning the 26 distinct spatial units a uniform color.


    ��Boom~!��


    Amidst a dull roar, the stone wall before them split open, revealing a descending cliff, as if leading directly to a beast-mouth-like pitch-black Abyss.


    However, the Argo Heroes could vaguely see those familiar crimson light patterns, flickering faintly at the end of the Abyss.


    ��Divine Emblem!


    ��Titan Temple!


    Realizing that this was their very destination, their minds were filled with intense excitement, and they all looked eagerly towards the Fire Stealer leading them from darkness into light.


    It worked!


    At the same time, on the Battlefield of Thessaly.


    ��Prometheus!��


    The roar that usually echoed like thunder resounded through the skies.


    ��Boom!��


    The next moment, a dazzling radiance burst forth, with thousands of radiant chasms stretching across the sky for miles.


    Metal fragments, like tiny stars, slowly losing their glow, fell toward the battlefield, now reduced to scorched earth.


    The clouds, which had once held opulent palaces and dreamlike realms, shattered like bubbles.


    A giant in broken armor, with half his body torn and flesh decaying to reveal stark white bones, fell like a meteor from the sky, crashing into the earth and raising dust and a roar of exhausted rage.


    ��How dare you betray me!��


    Kronos staggered out of the deep pit, his face a mask of shock and fury, eyes bloodshot.


    As the creator of the Space Maze, he felt acutely that the barrier he had painstakingly built was being dismantled from the inside by a traitor and the heart of it, the Titan Temple, had been fully exposed to the enemy.


    From this moment, his ��Crown�� and ��Divine Throne�� were no longer safe.


    And the cause of it all was the very one who had betrayed the Titans not once, but twice!


    ��Betrayal?�� Luo En wiped a trickle of Golden Blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered at the enraged Titan King, ��Prometheus never swore fealty to you, so how can there be talk of betrayal?��


    Kronos, upon hearing this, laughed furiously,


    ��Good! Very good~! To disregard my trust and choose death rather than betray these ground-crawling creatures, I shall grant him his wish!��


    Wait, choose death?!


    Luo En��s heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale.


    But before he could react, Kronos lifted a hand and, with a sinister smile, crushed a clump of golden fire that had appeared in his palm to dust.


    ~~


    Simultaneously, in the Underground Maze.


    ��Crack~~��


    A clear snapping sound emanated from Prometheus��s chest.


    The Fire Stealer at the front of the group stopped, turned back toward the heroes of the Argo, and said with a resigned smile,


    ��It looks like this is as far as I can take you.��


    Before the group��s bewildered eyes, Prometheus casually tore off his tattered robe, revealing an empty chest.


    Where his flesh was withered, instead of a Divine Core, golden reddish points of light, like stardust, flowed out of the opening.


    Chiron was the first to react, his expression changing dramatically.


    ��Did Kronos strip you of your divinity?!��


    ��No, it was a sacrifice I chose to make.��


    Prometheus responded with a light laugh and a shake of his head, appearing unfazed.


    ��Your Father God is too suspicious. It��s not easy to deceive him; a sacrifice had to be made.��


    Jason, remembering everything that had happened, felt a shiver run through him.


    ��Bringing us in here will kill you?��


    ��Theoretically, yes.��


    Prometheus nodded slightly, looking at the restored bronze module in his hand with a hint of resignation.


    ��Until the very end, Kronos never fully trusted me. He only tasked me with guarding the Space Maze, forbidding me to get close to the Titan Temple. The moment I dismiss the Space Technique on my own and step out of this area, His Majesty the King of Gods will notice my small actions.��


    With a complete answer from Prometheus, Jason, who had extended the initial invitation, struggled to accept it.


    ��Knowing you would die, you still led us in here?��


    ��Who says there is no fire underground?��


    Prometheus chuckled, his gentle gaze passing over the figures of the Argo Heroes and looking into the vast darkness below.


    ��If one must move forward, someone has to be the light, to illuminate the path ahead for you.��


    That casually uttered statement weighed heavily on the ears of the Argo Heroes.


    In the first Divine Era, although some Deities showed proximity to mankind, most looked down upon them from on high.


    Even in the eyes of some ancient and proud Chief Gods, humans didn��t deserve to share the same sky as the gods.


    The original Titans created Greece.


    The humans, mere parasites on the earth, were just ephemeral beings adrift in the river of fate. Merely lucky enough to climb upon a leaf, their fleeting existence, even if they danced on the crest of waves, was not even worth a sneer.


    But the Fire Stealer before them gave them life, and more importantly, human dignity.


    Once, when there was no fire on earth, he brought the Holy Flame of the gods to mankind using a Fennel Branch;


    Now, with no light underground, he sacrificed himself to illuminate the dark path ahead...


    From beginning to end, this thief of gods�� fire had never changed.


    ��Alright, they are nearly upon us. This is where we part. The path ahead might be open, but it won��t be easy. Take care of yourselves.��


    Prometheus took one last look at the heroes born of human society and without a second thought, turned to face the darkness that lay behind them.


    Golden flames ignited over his body in an instant, forcing the approaching Giants and Magic Beasts to shriek and retreat.


    In this sunless underground, the Divine Emblem of the Titan Temple shone like the sun to the Giants, fierce and dazzling.


    But now, the radiance from the Fire Stealer outshone even the sun itself!

 Chapter 662 662 110 Luo En, This Thing is Much More Useful Than Magic

    ?Chapter 662: Chapter 110 Luo En, This Thing is Much More Useful Than Magic Chapter 662: Chapter 110 Luo En, This Thing is Much More Useful Than Magic At this very moment, the Thessaly Battlefield.


    Sensing the brief flare-up of a spark in the darkness swiftly extinguished, Luo En��s eyes seemed to burst.


    ��Prometheus!��


    ��Good riddance!��


    Kronos laughed heartily from the deep pit, his grotesque smile stretching across his half-bony, half-fleshy face.


    ��Prometheus, that traitor, is dead��now everyone immediately reinforce the Underground Palace and clear out that group of vermin he led in!��


    Accompanied by the pulsing glory of ��Divine Authority�� around this Titan King, all the giant spirits blessed with ��Divine Emblem�� adjusted their course like wound-up machines, roaring towards the Titan Temple underground.


    ...


    Even the nine Titan Main Gods, who were vigorously fighting the Olympian Gods, without exception chose to fall back to defend.


    ��Boom, boom, boom, boom!��


    The dense array of divine patterns fell from the sky like falling stars, exploding and spreading gore among the thousands of retreating giants and Magic Beasts. The battlefield leading to the Underground Palace��s crevices was leveled.


    ��Chase them, we absolutely must not let them escape!��


    Luo En roared orders and simultaneously launched the ��Labyrinth�� power, cutting off the giant army��s retreat while he himself led the charge toward Kronos.


    Instantly, the gods of Olympus, the heroes of the city-states, and the warriors of Thessaly, all spontaneously surged out of their positions, following the figure that was like a flag on the battlefield, forming turbulent streams. They re-engaged the vast army of the Giant Spirit Clan and held these invading foes firmly at the front line.


    Seeing this, Kronos was shocked and enraged, his ten arms stretching out behind him tightened:


    ��You��re courting death!��


    Countless black light needles filled with Chaotic Power condensed in the air, forming a cloud that darkened the skies, enveloping the approaching enemy forces from above.


    ��Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!��


    However, accompanied by the sharp sound of air being torn, streaks of divine patterns swooped down from the sky, tearing the black cloud to pieces.


    Immediately after, a fierce cold light arrived instantaneously, and Kronos hastily raised his ten arms behind him, blocking the withered-branch-like long spears filled with Power of Destruction.


    ��The battle isn��t over yet, think of running away, Your Majesty?��


    Luo En narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly, his back sprouting a pair of golden wings that flapped vigorously. His left hand, now freed, grabbed the tail of the spear and shook it, the spear piercing through Kronos��s defenses like a venomous snake, dragging the Titan King to the ground.


    In the rising dust, Kronos scrambled up, looking down at the twelve halos intertwining beneath his feet and the halo formed by twelve phantoms behind Luo En, immediately realizing that the battlefield had been sealed by his opponent��s power.


    If he wanted to go back and help the Titan Temple underground, he must first deal with this pesky fellow.


    Unfortunately, to protect the ��Divine Throne�� and ensure his own invincibility, Kronos had voluntarily removed the ��Crown,�� significantly weakening his own power.


    Given these developments, the possibility of defeating this opponent, who seemed to have also achieved Divine Integration, was nearly impossible.


    Should this delay prolong, the ��rats�� that entered the Underground Palace would break through the blockade and destroy his Titan Temple, ensuring the defeat of the Giant Spirit Clan.


    But faced with such a perilous situation, Kronos didn��t rage but laughed instead.


    ��You think you only have to deal with me? Fool!��


    As he spoke, a beam of crimson flame, woven from ten Divine Emblems, erupted from behind Kronos, bursting into a dazzling blood color.


    ��Typhon, take down War God Mountain within a quarter-hour and join forces with me, Olympus shall be yours!��


    A gloomy roar echoed across the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula, stirring a fierce and murderous aura.


    Simultaneously, boisterous, vicious laughter echoed above the Aegean Sea.


    ��Ha ha ha ha ha, good, I agree!��


    In Athens, dark clouds covered the sky, and the rain lashed fiercely.


    As the continuous Beast Tide exhausted the coastal defenses, the outer seawall had completely collapsed.


    Dense swarms of Magic Beasts and Divine Monsters, riding the surging waters, attacked the last barriers of War God Mountain and the Acropolis of Athens.


    Facing the incessant waves of monsters, the centuries of faith amassed in the Athens Great Temple were being rapidly depleted; the limited defense forces were increasingly unable to maintain the front against the endless Beast Tide.


    ��Crack!��


    In the storm��s epicenter, thunderbolts suddenly exploded, tearing through the swirling winds and bringing a pale sliver of light to this world, seemingly plunged into chaos.


    And under this ephemeral brightness, hundreds of ferocious dragon heads with fine black scales emerged, either from beneath the water or from the dark clouds. Each mouth with its dark, flickering forked tongue emerged through the dense starlight aiming for the Acropolis of Athens. Hundreds of terrifying eyes occasionally spewed flames, and their malicious roars varied��sometimes like a bull��s bellow, a lion��s roar, or a dog��s bark, sounding like thunder, resounding through the extremities.


    Even just hearing this sound afar, the soldiers stationed at the Acropolis of Athens couldn��t help but feel their limbs go cold, their trembling hands barely holding onto their spears and shields.


    Worse still, a ferocious black dragon head had already smashed through the outer barrier of starlight, revealing its stark white teeth to the feeble human defenders on the walls.


    ��Boom!��


    Like a volcanic eruption, a roar erupted from behind, a burning cannonball soared through the air, blasting Typhon��s head that had breached the barrier into flying shreds.


    The rescued soldiers almost dropped their jaws in shock, turning their heads in unison toward Hestia, who had appeared behind them.

 Chapter 663 663 110 Luo En, This Thing is Much More Useful Than Magic

    ?Chapter 663: Chapter 110 Luo En, This Thing is Much More Useful Than Magic_2 Chapter 663: Chapter 110 Luo En, This Thing is Much More Useful Than Magic_2 At that time, the usually gentle and approachable Goddess of the Hearth was holding a peculiar weapon, forged of mountain copper and Silver Star Sand, and bearing a model similar to the Essence Fluid Cannon with golden flame patterns etched on its surface.


    ��Hephaestus was right, this thing is much more useful than magic,�� Hestia muttered contentedly, blowing the gun smoke from the muzzle.


    ��Griffin Heavy Cannon [Igrefi].


    Crafted meticulously for her by the God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, drawing on the forging techniques of the Bronze Clan.


    This weapon��s greatest advantage was its simplicity and ease of use. It could also adjust its output power by infusing different levels of Divine Power.


    For Hestia, who had lost her divinity and divine position but still possessed high-quality Divine Power and was not adept at combat, it was a perfect match.


    Looking at the scattered parts of Typhon��s offspring littered on the ground, she grew even more attached to her newly acquired treasure.


    ...


    However, before she could linger over this exceptional performance, the sky, momentarily brightened by a beam from the Griffin Heavy Cannon, darkened once again.


    Hundreds of dragon heads intertwined and roared head-up in the sky. The monster��s red and black scales resembled magma surging from the sea bottom. The venom, torrents, hurricanes, and thick smoke it spewed were relentlessly eroding the fading starlight overhead.


    ��In my name, I call for victory!��


    At the critical moment, the burning Spear of Victory soared out amidst the solemn chanting of Divine Words, tearing through the storm and clouds amassed by Typhon��s divinity over Athens.


    Next, draped in Golden Armor, wielding both the Spear of Victory and Aegis Shield, Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom and War, rose into the sky atop the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, engaging in fierce combat with the roaring Demon Ancestor Typhon.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    The intense explosions kept resounding over the Aegean Sea, as the greatest forces from both sides brutally clashed, sparks of lightning exploding around them, ferocious winds sweeping wildly.


    During the initial battle, Athena, with her exquisite combat skills and magical support from the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, inflicted varying degrees of damage on Typhon.


    Chunks of flesh and scales peeled off the Demon Ancestor, falling into the sea. Subsequently, under the rhythm of a glimmering pattern, they transformed into diverse Divine Monsters such as Hydras, Sphinxes, and Chimeras.


    These newly born monsters, possessing the same brutal nature as their father, rushed into the Beast Tide upon acquiring their shapes, swarming towards the Acropolis of Athens, trying to pry open its outer shell to invade the human city and revel in the blood and flesh of those ��ants.��


    With the addition of these Typhon��s offspring, the already strenuous defense lines of Athens became severely threatened, multiple times breached by the Beast Tide.


    Fortunately, the timely intervention by The Three Graces, The Nine Muses, the Battle Nymphs led by the Mother of Serpents, and the Holy Warriors staved off the onslaught, allowing the Acropolis of Athens to persevere through the crisis.


    Athena, catching a glimpse of the steadfast citadel never faltering behind her, unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.


    Meanwhile, Typhon, hovering over the Aegean Sea, instantly caught Athena��s subtle movement and, with a sinister smile, hefted the Storm Hammer overhead aimed at both the Acropolis of Athens and War God Mountain with all his might.


    ��Boom!��


    The next moment, the incredible Divine Force enveloped in the fierce storm smashed onto the Aegis Shield. Athena and Ladon plummeted from the sky like cannonballs, crashing heavily onto the plaza in front of the Great Temple.


    ��Pfft!��


    From within the crater, the Goddess of Wisdom and the hundred-headed dragon simultaneously spewed a mouthful of Golden Blood, their faces pale, their radiant auras flickering like candles in the wind.


    ��Despicable!��


    Hestia, looking towards the sneering Typhon at sea, could not help but angrily denounce the Demon Ancestor.


    Despite having overwhelming strength, he repeatedly used the Beast Tide to wear down the faith power of the Great Temple, weakening the resistance of the Athenian gods and gradually forcing Athena to confront him directly;


    Even in the final battle, this villain targeted both the Acropolis and ordinary humans within the city, forcing Athena to collide with him head-on��an act of utter shamelessness!


    ��Despicable?��


    Typhon, looking down at the earth��s ant-like lives from above, burst into a scornful, dismissive laugh.


    ��Wait until I��ve swallowed you all, then discuss all you like!��


    The reason Divine Monsters were stronger than beasts was not just their strength but also their cunning use of intelligence.


    Due to some brat, he had already suffered setbacks at War God Mountain, so of course, he needed to be thoroughly prepared this time.


    Once he eliminated War God Mountain��s ��wings,�� devoured those rebellious children hidden within, he could also complete a consolidation of divinity, evolving into a stronger being.


    At that point, let alone Kronos; even Zeus might not be his match!


    As long as he could win in the end, ��despicable��? ��noble��? What would they, a Divine Monster clan, care about these standards set by the New Gods and mankind?


    ��Rumble!��


    Like ink, the all-demon progenitor rose from the sea surface, closed its wings, and plummeted onto the grand plaza of War God Mountain. The surging Divine Power instantly demolished the surrounding structures and city walls.


    Now, let your flesh and blood lay the foundation for my ascent to the Divine Throne!


    Typhon sneered, opening his jaws wide as his hundred heads lunged at the severely injured Athena and Ladon on the War God Mountain plaza.


    ��Get out of the way!��


    In the cold roar, the dark red vertical pupil glaringly wide, a series of purple Magic Beams streaked across the sky, densely exploding on Typhon��s massive body.


    The continuously spreading eerie glow illuminated the dim sky over Athens, and the approaching demon progenitor slid hundreds of meters back under the massive impact force, its body blasted open and the surrounding wounds showing signs of stone-like petrification.

 Chapter 664 664 110 Luo En, This Thing Is Much More Useful Than Magic

    ?Chapter 664: Chapter 110 Luo En, This Thing Is Much More Useful Than Magic_3 Chapter 664: Chapter 110 Luo En, This Thing Is Much More Useful Than Magic_3 In the pervasive dust, the humans, heroes, and deities of Athens all looked up in unison.


    There stood a figure, her lower half that of a snake, her upper half human, skin covered with purple scales, and pale-yellow wings on her back. Coiled serpents made of long, purple hair hissed and writhed behind her as she towered before the grievously injured Athena and Ladon.


    Witnessing the monstrous creature before them, the humans, heroes, and gods of the City of Athens felt not an ounce of repulsion or disgust, but instead their spirits soared.


    For this winged demon was another goddess safeguarding their city!


    ��Medusa the Gorgon!


    Comprising the power of Stheno, the speed of Euryale, and the growth of Medusa fused into one supreme divine monster.


    To combat Father God Typhon and buy time for Chief Goddess Athena and her sister Ladon to recover, they had cast aside their usual divine beauty, and revealed their fierce, monstrous form.


    ...


    However, to the Demon Ancestor who had nearly single-handedly stormed Olympus, their resistance seemed frail and feeble.


    ��Bang!��


    The Storm Hammer struck the air, and the purplish-red Magic Beam instantly dispersed, along with the gray-white Divinity eroding Typhon��s body falling apart.


    ��Do you really think you can stop me?��


    A disdainful sneer was heard as sharp winds whirled, with pillars of lightning thick as water barrels raining down incessantly onto the summit of War God Mountain.


    ��Boom, boom, boom, boom!��


    A pair of soft, pale-yellow wings stretched across the sky, desperately resisting the violent winds and lightning strikes, sheltering Athena and Ladon on the square, as well as the City of Athens below the war-torn mountain.


    ��Drip, drip, drip...��


    Soldiers, heroes, and gods on the defensive line subconsciously raised their hands to wipe away the warm liquid that fell from the sky onto their cheeks.


    A blinding light of pale gold caught their eyes, gradually tinging their pupils with a shade of crimson.


    As fierce dragon heads plummeted from the sky, snapping viciously toward the three figures on the square, a chorus of impassioned voices echoed among the crowd.


    ��Fire and gunpowder, stone and iron, the flames of Immortality entwine and roar here!��


    Hestia raised her Griffin Heavy Cannon, pulling the trigger repeatedly, firing Divine Power-infused rounds at Typhon.


    ��Poetry of sound, chapters of music, by my command, bring forth the light!��


    The Nine Muses played an elegant chord in unison, with dense Aether following the call of Divine Law, turning into musical notes. They crashed into the clouds summoned by Typhon, sizzling as they cleansed the polluted Divinity within.


    ��Shepherds of the grazing flock, lead your people not into temptation, save them from wickedness. May splendor, joy, and feasting be with us; wisdom, might, and love be present!��


    The Three Graces stepped forward, raising cups brimming with Divine Liquid. They splashed the Divine Wine, capable of restoration and healing, onto the top of War God Mountain.


    ��In deep drink of fine wine, in offering of light!��


    Snake Mother Echidna, goddess of vineyards and wife of Typhon, called to arms, with Typhon��s Offspring following her lead, springing into action.


    ��Harken to the voice of the stars, return order to this place!��


    The beloved pupil of Justice Goddess Themis, Astraea, drew the Sword Of Justice, materializing the Sacred Robe of Libra, a shooting star tearing through the sky, trailing a long, bright light, plummeting toward the square now on the brink of being engulfed by darkness...


    In this desperate moment, each deity worshipped and revered, each divine monster accepted and embraced, charged toward the Demon Ancestor, the ruler of all fears and disasters, standing with unwavering defiance!

 Chapter 665 665 111 Do You Think We Still Have a Chance (4.2k)

    ?Chapter 665: Chapter 111 Do You Think We Still Have a Chance? (4.2k) Chapter 665: Chapter 111 Do You Think We Still Have a Chance? (4.2k) Witnessing the gods and divine monsters charging towards him, Demon Ancestor Typhon��s eyes flashed with a disdainful cold sneer as nearly a hundred heads raised among the dark clouds and raging winds, issuing a unanimous roar.


    ��Play the song of despair, grant eternity to all beings!��


    The Storm Hammer thundered down, and a terrifying disaster of divinity swept through everything in its wake.


    Wherever its authority reached, space shattered, divine light vanished, clouds of blood burst open in the air, and deities were flung backward, like kites with their strings cut.


    The figures plummeting from the sky heralded the defeat of the gods.


    However, the firmament did not fall into complete darkness; a golden star slowly rose.


    ��Starlight curtain, Crystal Wall!��


    ...


    King Theseus, clad in the Golden Saint Cloth, raised a sliver of faint light amidst the storm and dark clouds summoned by Typhon.


    In the chaotic sky, the corresponding Aries Palace shone brightly, constructing a dazzling crystal wall with starlight.


    This was the first Palace of the Twelve Houses of the Zodiac, the first barrier defending Athens and the Goddess!


    ��Scorpio��s shot, the calamity of life and death!��


    ��Swift as the wind, quick as lightning!��


    ��Rose-red blood ties, thorns of the God of Love!��


    Following immediately, the Eighth House Scorpio Palace, Tenth House Capricorn Palace, and Twelfth House Pisces Palace lit up one after another, charging unhesitatingly into the profound darkness.


    At this moment, the Twelve Houses of the Zodiac were not complete, even damaged beyond repair.


    The Third House Gemini Twins Castor and Polux, Fifth House Leo Hercules, Sixth House Virgin Helen, and Ninth House Sagittarius Chiron were all part of the Argo Expedition;


    The Seventh House Libra Astraea had just suffered a heavy blow;


    The Eleventh House Aquarius Hebei was locked in a bitter struggle in Thessaly;


    And the remaining Second House Taurus Palace and Fourth House Cancer Palace were taken away by Dionysus after their previous hosts died in battle, whereabouts unknown.


    Therefore, King Theseus, as the ruler of Athens and the First House of the Zodiac, could only muster three Gold Saints to accompany him.


    Moreover, compared to those Gold Saints sent to the Thessaly Battlefield, those remaining behind in Athens were far inferior in both strength and renown.


    In the face of Typhon��s overwhelming disaster of divinity, their starlight was like a cluster of fireflies in the night, easily extinguished in a flash.


    But the entire Sanctuary was not just made of the Twelve Houses of the Zodiac; the whole of Athens was not devoid of heroes!


    The next second, star after star was lit in rapid succession, beginning their descent.


    Countless long and bright lights blazed as if they were alight, creating a resplendent display against the vast night sky.


    They were like thousands of lamps lit in the darkness, warm and magnificent.


    When the starlight fell from the sky to the plaza below, a chorus of impassioned voices echoed.


    ��The agility of Hermes!��


    ��The Golden Arrow, the distant shooting king!��


    ��The Silver Arrow, the lord of the wild hunt!��


    ��Blood of Ares!��


    ��Forgiveness of the Dawn Goddess!��


    ��Wheel of Hecate!��


    ��...��


    One after another, the Holy Warriors, with different Divine Blood running through their veins, clad in Silver and Bronze Saint Cloths, stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation, gathering behind the four Gold Saints, collectively illuminating a corner of the pitch-black sky.


    At a glance, nearly two-thirds of the Eighty-Eight Constellations were lit.


    ��Dare these fireflies emit light? Overestimating yourselves!��


    Typhon, met with continuous resistance, raged and swung the Storm Hammer, unstoppably sweeping down the myriad stars.


    Countless stars were extinguished, heroes were obliterated in the darkness.


    But more flames rose from the earth and the dust.


    ��Strong and powerful God of Joy, I offer poems and wine in sacrifice!��


    ��Spread the seeds of spring, plow the stars, Mother of Life, bring down your abundance!��


    ��Give darkness light, give saltpeter fire, give silver the touch of gold, perfect Red King, reveal thyself!��


    ��Heavenly Body is but a void, the void is emptiness, in emptiness dwells god, truth is the circle, gods are Aether, the World is a living fire!��


    The waves of voices surged, believers of the Dionysian Sect and Cult of Erebus, Alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector, Astrologers, and Magicians from the Academy of Athens sang the Divine Word in unison, showcasing their most powerful Spells.


    Beams of searing Ether Light Flow carved through the sky, and the ink-like darkness boiled violently, as though ignited by countless flames!


    In an instant, a fierce torrent of light pierced through the storm and clouds, striking Typhon��s body, shredding scales and carving gaping wounds.


    The damage was minor, but the insult was profound.


    ��You... are seeking death!��


    Enraged, Typhon bellowed, his heads turning towards the ants on the ground that kept provoking him.


    ��Hiss!��


    Red and black spiral beams of light slashed from the sky, the protective barriers erected by the sect members and Athenian Magicians could not even withstand a moment before shattering, hundreds of Spellcasters vaporizing into clouds of blood under that terrifying divine might.


    The resistance of mortals was so powerless.


    But the successive sacrifice of countless lives had bought Athena a brief respite.


    ��Bang!��


    The raised Aegis Shield smashed the first of the plunging dragon heads into pieces, and the Spear of Victory shot out like a meteor, tearing a vicious wound in Typhon��s massive body.


    ��Roar!��


    The wounded Demon Ancestor shuddered, his eyes filled with surging crimson blood.


    Not just for physical pain, but for the humiliation to his soul.


    He who had once sent eleven Chief Gods fleeing, who had brought downfall to the Olympians in the stars;


    But now, faced with a mere mortal War God Mountain, faced with a mere Chief God and some insignificant ants, he had been repeatedly frustrated, even having nearly half of his heads smashed to pieces.

 Chapter 666 666 111 Do we still have a chance (4.2k)_2

    ?Chapter 666: Chapter 111 Do we still have a chance? (4.2k)_2 Chapter 666: Chapter 111 Do we still have a chance? (4.2k)_2 Unacceptable! Unforgivable!


    ��Die! All of you die for this king!��


    Kronos lifted his remaining fifty-plus heads, no longer in the mood to enjoy the feast leisurely, he unleashed the power of destruction and calamity to its extreme.


    Suddenly, in the Aegean Sea and the Sea of Okeanos, thunderstorms surged, strong winds howled, and space began to crack. The dark, churning waters were filled with ferocious beasts, and all the islands were overwhelmed.


    ��Chichi chichi!��


    Streaks of crimson Ether Light Flow burst forth from the fifty-plus fierce dragon heads, tearing through the skies and plowing the earth.


    ��Boom~!��


    ...


    The already battered citadel collapsed in pieces. The defensive line of Athens crumbled, and the exhausted soldiers, along with women and children, young and old, were exposed to the dense Beast Tide.


    Deities, delicious!


    Heroes, delicious!


    Humans, delicious!


    Eat them! Eat them!! Eat them!!!


    Driven by the great authority of Typhon��s beasts, the Magic Beasts, with their sharp teeth and dripping saliva, swarmed through the gaps in the walls toward the fully exposed Acropolis of Athens and War God Mountain, ready to fulfill the will of Demon Ancestor Typhon��to slaughter all life on this land and extinguish the Sacred Flame of mountain-top civilization.


    There was no chance left...


    We, there was no chance left...


    The gods who held authority were already defeated; the heroes with Divine Blood fell from the sky; mages and warriors who had mastered mysterious magic were nearly all dead...


    They had done all they could, they had utterly failed!


    Behind the remnants of soldiers, the women and children retreated to the valleys and corners of the walls, their eyes brimming with despair.


    Above them, stars in the sky tumbled down, pitch black without light, as Demon Ancestor Typhon��s fifty-plus heads furiously spewed Ether Light Flow, firing it across the Peloponnesian Peninsula, causing intense explosions and tremors...


    Before them, the Acropolis of Athens was riddled with tragic marks, already riddled with holes, and the collapsing coastal walls and citadels had long lost their protective capabilities.


    Streets, a sight of complete devastation; buildings, billowing with thick smoke; defenses, torn and collapsed...


    Various types of Magic Beasts surrounded the sub-species born from Typhon��s flesh, like locusts covering the sky, sweeping over and consuming everything. The few remaining soldiers on the defensive lines soon fell to painful screams, reduced to completely gnawed particles.


    And through the thick smoke and firelight, looking far into the distance, the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula under Typhon��s ravage appeared like fragile cardboard, with countless, intertwining cracks stretching for miles, their depths unseen...


    Mount Etna and other volcanoes erupted violently, casting volcanic ash into the sky, the dark red magma flowing freely, melting all life in its path...


    Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae, and other coastal city-states were already flooded by storm surges, turned into vast oceans...


    Thebes, Arcadia, Calydon, and other dense forested areas were swept through by rampaging Magic Beasts...


    Forests were burning, oceans were boiling, mountains were collapsing, the sun and moon were lightless, stars fell in succession, and a significant part of Greece displayed an apocalyptic scene under Typhon��s torment!


    Death and destruction seemed only a matter of time.


    In this atmosphere of despair, several stones tumbled.


    ��Is there anyone still alive?��


    A young girl in wild hunting attire lifted the heavy object on her leg, leaning on half of the Wine God��s staff, limped to a high spot in the ruins, and looked around in the smoke.


    ��Here...��


    Inside the collapsed Parthenon Temple, another girl in white priestly robes pulled her pierced arm out of a blood-stained wooden stake, picked up the Medusa��s Emblem that had fallen to the ground, and reattached it to her chest, slow yet graceful.


    People recognized them; they were sisters named Ariadne and Fedra, once princesses of Crete, blessed by Goddess Athena, Medusa, and Dionysus.


    After the destruction of their homeland, Minos Kingdom, the sisters followed the divine decree, bringing their remaining people to Athens, establishing the lineage of Pandion, serving Goddess Athena and Dionysus, responsible for the positions of priestess at the Parthenon Temple and the maenad at the Wine God Temple.


    Since the outbreak of the war, they had often been seen administering medicine and porridge in the city, spreading Divine Grace to the civilians who had fled to Athens.


    The sisters in the ruins exchanged a relieved glance and simultaneously called out.


    ��Where are the Minosians?��


    ��Here!��


    ��Here!��


    ��Here!��


    Voices, old, clear, or childish, rose among the crowd, forming unending waves of sound.


    One by one, figures too weak to carry shields or hold weapons steadily staggered forward, gathering proud and tall before the two princesses.


    They were not warriors��they were the elderly, women, and children!


    ��Are there any survivors? Good!��


    The two princesses scanned the familiar faces satisfyingly, raised their Divine Staffs toward the oncoming Beast Tide, and shouted loudly.


    ��Pick up the weapons beside you, raise your shields, form ranks! Face the battle!��


    ��Fight! Fight! Fight!��


    Elderly men who had experienced war stood in the front, banging their shields and emitting hysterical roars while transmitting their knowledge of battle formations to those around them. Women positioned at the rear sandwiched the bewildered children between them, stabilizing their minds and bodies.


    In this fragile formation, gazes were fixed on the horizon where the Beast Tide that had devoured their sons, their husbands, and their fathers roared with hatred and determination.


    The Minosians had already abandoned one homeland and would never forfeit a second homeland without a fight!


    When swords broke, their lives became their weapons!


    When the defensive line collapsed, their flesh and blood became the walls!


    And when women, the elderly, and children spontaneously appeared on the battlefield, there was no need to speak of heroism or morale.


    This invisible call to arms was more compelling than any treasure or glory; it was more soul-stirring than any impassioned speech!


    ��Are there no Spartans left? Come to me!��


    ��Where are the Corinthians? Let��s do something big together!��


    ��Where are the Thebans? Don��t let these guys look down on us!��


    ��There are no cowards among the Calydonians, let��s destroy these beasts!��


    One by one, the weak and vulnerable who had either migrated or fled for refuge, gathered into their city-state groups with each roar, casting aside the fragility of life and forging themselves into a steel plate!


    Indeed, the warriors had perished, but the war was not over!


    Women could bear warriors! The elderly could teach warriors! Children could grow into warriors!


    The world was not the stage for deities.


    This was not the home field for heroes.


    The gods, monsters, heroes, warriors... they rushed to the battlefield wave after wave, perishing one after another.


    The strong had given their all.


    Now, let this world, on the brink of collapse, listen to the voice of the weak!


    Meanwhile, on the Thessaly Battlefield.


    Dionysus gazed into the dark expanse above Athens.


    The Goddess of Wisdom, weakened to her limits, raised the Aegis Shield to block Typhon��s lunging heads, swinging the Spear of Victory faster and faster, desperately holding back the increasingly irascible Demon Ancestor.


    Even as the golden blood of divine essence continued to spill from her body, even as the temples of faith completely collapsed, even as the city beneath her crumbled to pieces.


    She still chose not to play the card in her hand.


    Because as wise as the Goddess of Wisdom, she knew what that would entail.


    ��You��ve done enough, Sister Ya...��


    Dionysus gazed at the city and figure about to be consumed by darkness, a flash of determination crossed his eyes.


    ��Since you won��t let go, I will make the choice for you.��


    Immediately afterward, he repelled Kronos once again, slowly raised his right hand, and clenched it into a fist toward Athens.


    In that instant, a dark mark on the back of his hand flickered mysteriously.


    Meanwhile, in the skies above Athens.


    ��Bang!��


    The Goddess of Wisdom, unable to dodge, was struck by Typhon��s Storm Hammer, heavily crashing onto the summit of War God Mountain, and could no longer rise.


    The frail, supporting each other, congregated at the open field below the mountain, marching toward the advancing Beast Tide, playing out their final requiem.


    ��A group of ants that should have perished long ago, this ends now!��


    From within the clouds, the enraged Demon Ancestor roared, hanging down his remaining twenty heads, ready to bite at both the barely visible Sacred Flame among the temple ruins and the weak in the valley, intending to completely ��purify�� this land that had repeatedly defied him.


    ��Buzz!��


    However, a strong tremor came from the ground, and gray-black bands of light emerged from deep within the Earth.


    A Bident wrapped with the aura of death and a vibrant golden bough shot out of the ground, blasting Typhon��s descending twenty heads into a rain of scattered flesh.


    Amidst the blood rain, Hades in a black war robe and Persephone in a plain white garment stood proudly atop War God Mountain.

 Chapter 667 667 112 Hesitating Even a Second is Disrespectful to Mone

    ?Chapter 667: Chapter 112 Hesitating Even a Second is Disrespectful to Money (5k) Chapter 667: Chapter 112 Hesitating Even a Second is Disrespectful to Money (5k) ��Boom!��


    The colossal headless dragon body crashed down from the sky, landing heavily on the peak of War God Mountain.


    But the Divine Blood gushing from Typhon��s neck turned into balls of sticky, crimson fog, filling the entire City of Athens.


    Below the mountain, the horde of beasts greedily inhaled, taking the precious Beast Power into their bodies, swelling in size and consequently plunging into complete madness.


    Bite through tracheas, tear apart prey!


    Kill them! Eat them!


    Magical Pigs, Demon Wolves, Lamias, Sirens, and various sizes of Magic Beasts along with Chimeras, Hydras, Sphinxes, two-headed dogs, three-headed dogs, and other subspecies of Typhon��s Offspring, all roared and charged towards the women and children arrayed at the foot of the mountain, intending to fill the intense hunger and lust for slaughter with their flesh and blood.


    ...


    Faced with the Beast Tide that had absorbed Typhon��s Divinity, even the most elite warriors from the city-states struggled to respond, let alone a group of women and children.


    But not a single one showed fear, and not a single one stepped back,


    For the measure of life��s strength isn��t solely determined by the level of one��s Divinity.


    Humanity��s hymn is a hymn of courage, humanity��s greatness is the greatness of courage!


    At this moment, they were no longer the weaklings who only knew how to sob in ruins, but heroes who dared to pick up their swords and shields to resist!


    ��Kill!��


    Voices, old and young alike, burst forth with a high-pitched battle cry, as they raised their shields and brandished their spears.


    ��Roar!��


    The gathering of Magic Beasts growled as they surged forward, ready to tear apart this feeble resistance with teeth and claws.


    However, the moment the monsters charged into the ranks, the human figures before their eyes vanished into thin air.


    At the same time, the bright moon broke through the clouds, and the stars sparkled overhead. Specks of light dust, like gentle rain threads, fluttered down on this scarred battlefield.


    Wherever the Light Rain fell, daffodils bloomed in abundance, their faint fragrance pervading the air, making the ravaged world before them seem like an untainted Paradise.


    Upon the earth strewn with flowers, two figures clad in gold and black armor, standing shoulder to shoulder, slowly raised their hands toward the swarm of Magic Beasts and clenched their fists fiercely.


    In an instant, the entire sea of flowers swayed in the wind, countless petals taking to the air and turning into an overwhelming swarm of gold and black butterflies that descended into the dense beast horde.


    ��Puff puff puff!��


    The fluttering gold and black butterflies, like sharp blades, caused bizarre blood splatters to erupt among the Beast Tide.


    Moreover, the wounds left by these gold and black butterflies, though seemingly small, caused the affected Magic Beasts either to have their flesh wither away to bones or to fall backwards, never to awaken again.


    Underworld Butterflies��these were the messengers of death from the Netherworld that deprived of life and hooked souls.


    And the ones who summoned and commanded them were none other than Death God Thanatos and God of Sleep Hypnos, the Netherworld Twin Gods.


    ��Hiss! Hiss!��


    Feeling the mighty and eerie Authority of the Netherworld, two startled Hydra subspecies roared as they raised their necks, attempting to spew a powerful poison capable of corroding Divinity.


    But the moment they opened their mouths, two daggers flew out of the darkness, piercing precisely into their venom sacs.


    In an instant, the ghastly green poison crazily sprayed from the rupture, one part falling among the beast horde, turning a hundred or so Magic Beasts into puddles of blood, while the other part flowed into the bodies of the two Hydra subspecies.


    The two sorry creatures, as if they had swallowed hot coals, shrieked and twitched madly, with large chunks of rotting flesh peeling from their bodies, revealing ghastly white bones and pitch-black organs.


    However, due to the powerful Immortality in their bloodlines, the Hydras spent a full quarter of an hour flailing and screaming among the horde before they finally perished.


    ��See? To achieve the greatest result with the least effort, that��s what being professional is about!��


    Amid the show-off hum, a girl with a brown-yellow headband, Divine Power of black and white flowing beneath her skin, holding two daggers, appeared from the grey-black fog, tilting her chin up and ironically articulating the killing aesthetic of the Netherworld Twin Gods.


    ��Fights are fights, shows are shows, cut the fancy display next time you strike.��


    The Death God and God of Sleep brothers exchanged helpless glances and respectfully bowed to the girl before them.


    ��As you command, Her Royal Highness the Princess.��


    There was no helping it, she was indeed the beloved daughter of their superior bosses, Hades and Persephone��Goddess of Conspiracy, Melinoe.


    And seeing the formidable Twin Gods from the Netherworld bow to her, Melinoe felt immensely pleased. With ill-intentions, she looked toward the regrouping beasts that continued the onslaught.


    ��Mo Jila, Tisiphone, Alekto, let��s go! The one who kills the least buys drinks!��


    No sooner had her words fallen than Melinoe, the initiator of the competition, unscrupulously charged forward.


    Her skin turned half-black, half-white, her body subsequently transforming into black mist, appearing in strange shapes and forms amidst the dense shadows, now clear, now blurry. The two daggers in her hands, along with her elusive figure, harvested the lives of the Magic Beasts precisely, quickly, and ruthlessly.


    Even the subspecies of Typhon��s Offspring, who had Typhon��s Divinity, couldn��t stop this little terror.


    After all, Melinoe, who was abducted from the Netherworld by Luo En, had once teamed up with her righteous brother to deal with the legitimate Offspring of Typhon roaming about Greece.


    And with the frequent brawling every now and then, Melinoe had accumulated a wealth of experience against Typhon��s Offspring.


    While the Netherworld Princess was slaughtering wildly among the beasts, the surrounding red and black deathly aura split into three streams, transforming into three tall, slender Goddesses draped in black veils.

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    Their heads sprouted serpent hair, tears of blood flowed from their eyes, wings emerged from their shoulders, and they wielded torches and viper whips, emitting hissing growls as they rolled up scarlet blood clouds and crashed into the midst of the Beast Tide, stirring up gusts of blood rain and foul wind.


    ��Resentment����Mo Jila;


    ��Anxiety����Alekto;


    ��Repaying����Tisiphone...


    The three names that had been called out belonged to The Furies, who had actually been defeated by Hecate, the Queen of Hell, and later recruited by the Netherworld.


    With the arrival of up to six Rulers of the Underworld, the Beast Tide at the foot of the mountain was met with immovable boulders, causing their formation to scatter and their onslaught to slow.


    However, due to the enormous number of Magic Beasts and their tenacious vitality, a sizable number still bypassed the six facing Rulers of the Underworld, circling around to the flanks, hurrying to continue their charge towards War God Mountain.


    There, the gods of War God Mountain had not yet risen, their flesh so delectable.


    Of course, if that Demon Ancestor were to fall, they wouldn��t mind placing it on the dining table to share its Divinity and Divine Blood.


    ...


    For within the horde, the strong live and the weak die; this is the unchanging rule.


    The frail humans who had just narrowly escaped catastrophe and were still stubbornly guarding the stairs would serve as the appetizer before their feast.


    Magic Beasts closing in from the flanks opened their drooling, bloodthirsty jaws and lunged at the weak crowd.


    In just a moment, the two Cretan Princesses at the front of the line shuddered, vomited blood, and the Magic Barrier they had jointly sustained shattered under the siege of the Divine Monsters.


    Following that, several Minosians who tried to protect the two princesses were also unsurprisingly sent flying away.


    Divine Blood! Delicious!


    A Chimera subspecies, leading the charge, greedily eyed the two sisters supporting each other. Its lion, goat, and serpent heads simultaneously let out excited roars, driving its body toward this succulent prey.


    ��Thud!��


    At that moment, a bronze spear thrust from behind the two sisters, its point piercing directly through the lion��s head of the Chimera, symbolizing courage.


    And before the Chimera��s goat��s head representing wisdom on its back and the cunning serpent��s head at its tail could react, the spear vibrated, a powerful Divine Power erupting forth, unceremoniously blasting the entire Chimera subspecies into a pile of fragments.


    Amidst the crimson blood rain, an aged yet gentle inquiry came from behind the two sisters.


    ��How are you? Can you still stand?��


    Hearing that familiar voice, Ariadne and Fedra��s hearts trembled, and they turned their heads in unison to look behind.


    Through the drifting fog of the Netherworld, an old man clad in Bronze Armor, spear in one hand, Shield in the other, and with a resolute face, was smiling at them.


    Father!


    Tears of excitement surged from the sisters�� eyes, but instead of showing their vulnerability and rushing to embrace their father, they wiped the tears from their cheeks, gripped their Divine Staffs tightly, bit their lips, and nodded firmly.


    As the mist swirled, another man wearing Armor embellished with a winged dragon design, with a more robust build, and a face bearing a strong resemblance to King Minos, kicked aside the body of a Sphinx subspecies at his feet, looking with approval at Ariadne and Fedra, and laughed heartily.


    ��Are these my two nieces? Well done!��


    ��Of course, whose seed do you think they came from?��


    King Minos responded proudly, simultaneously swinging his bronze spear without pausing, severing several leaping Demon Wolves at the waist.


    Hearing their father and the middle-aged man��s conversation, the sisters immediately understood that this was their uncle who had been banished from Crete Island after a failed bid for the throne in their earlier years.


    And now, he should be addressed as Judge��Radamanthys!


    At this moment, as more and more Magic Beasts circled up from the flanks, King Minos cast a sideways glance at his brother.


    ��How about it? Care for a competition?��


    ��Sure, I was thinking the same! If I lose, you give me two hundred barrels of Ambrosial Honey Wine!��


    Radamanthys laughed heartily and accepted the challenge eagerly.


    Then, the two brothers, who had experienced the ups and downs of the world and had long since let go of past grievances, simultaneously swung their weapons, pounded their Shields, and roared.


    ��Where are the Minosians?��


    ��Here!��


    ��Here!��


    ��Here!��


    A series of powerful and majestic responses came from behind the old, the women, and children, forming a resounding wave of voices.


    A surging black tide rose from beneath the earth, converging into long, Netherword-gray rivers on the ground. Daffodils grew densely along the banks of the rivers, and a ferryman with fiery eyes waved his long pole, smashing the faces in the water��some in agony, some twisted��sending several heavily laden ferries through the fog toward the shore.


    Before the ferries even reached the shore, Soldiers clad in Bronze Armor eagerly leaped in front of the old, the women, and the children, lifting their Spears and Shields with pride, gathering behind King Minos and Radamanthys.


    Beneath the helmets were faces��not with the flesh of the living, but outlines hazily drawn by the deathly aura of the Netherworld.


    But at a glance, the Minosian elders in the front rank couldn��t help but tear up.


    Because every figure in the ranks was known to them.


    It was these very individuals who, during the Siege of Crete, courageously fought until the end of their lives, sacrificing all their fire and light, so these weaker ones could cross where the Minosian civilization fell and arrive alive in Athens.


    ��Pay attention, Katar family boy, swing your spear like this!��


    ��`

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    ��Chiron, you can��t even hold a shield properly, don��t ever say that I��ve taught you!��


    ...


    Boisterous laughter and curses came from the leading group, thrusting spears and stabbing daggers took down the oncoming Magic Beasts while raised shields stood firm as rock.


    The eyes of the older Minosians grew even more teary, as they stood straight with effort, trying to jest while focusing on the battling figures ahead.


    Their heroes, their warriors, had crossed over life and death to come to their side once again.


    And an army of merely a thousand men was actually pushing back tens of thousands of Magic Beasts.


    ...


    Even more, they were advancing toward the densest area of the Beast Tide!


    At the same time, a golden streak shot across the ash-filled sky, its long flame tail preceding its crash into the protruding left side of the Beast Tide, blasting hundreds of Magic Beasts into gory pieces.


    ��Hey hey, why the rush? Don��t think you Minosians are the only ones here!��


    With a frivolous tone, a handsome young man wearing an ornate golden Battle Armor and a gemstone earring on his left ear stood up from the pit, brushed off the non-existent dust from his body, and turned around casually to proudly announce to those behind him,


    ��Corinthians, your King has returned!��


    Seeing that familiar figure and face, the Corinthians cheered and raised their arms in celebration.


    Their King Sisyphus had once again escaped the Netherworld! Once again, he had overcome the God of Death!


    With the pathway cleared by that Gold Saint, the Judge Radamanthys, leading his Divine Blood Guard from Crete Island, swiftly penetrated into the heart of the Beast Tide.


    Watching the Magic Beasts fall like reaped wheat on the left flank, King Minos could not help but curse in his heart.


    This Radamanthys kid, to earn his share of Ambrosial Honey Wine, actually colluded with outsiders; he��s truly learned the worst lessons.


    If that��s the case, then I, as his older brother, won��t be holding back either!


    ��Minotaur!��


    King Minos shouted loudly, waving his hand, a four-meter-tall youth with bull horns leaped into the midst of the Beast Tide, wielding a double-bladed axe and causing a bloody massacre, clearing a path for his companions.


    The fangs and claws of Magic Beasts were unable to harm him in the slightest.


    For he was wearing a piece of Golden Armor in the same design as the one worn by Sisyphus.


    Or rather, it should be called the Taurus Sacred Robe.


    And the one on Sisyphus was known as the Cancer Sacred Robe.


    A few days earlier, Dionysus had ventured alone into the Netherworld, intent on using the Netherworld��s forces to prepare a trump card for the upcoming third war against the giants.


    In the process, he also didn��t waste the opportunity to pass the two ownerless Sacred Robes, Cancer and Taurus, to a certain King of Corinth who had been pushing a rock, and the Minotaur great-nephew.


    Therefore, Sisyphus, the master of lies, was not actually an escapee from the Netherworld, but had been forcibly conscripted due to the impending war, with the duty to atone for his sins.


    Since Dionysus bore the dual divine seals of Hecate, the Queen of Hell, and Hades, the God of the Underworld, Death God Thanatos naturally turned a blind eye to Sisyphus��s breakout.


    Of course, as payment, that King of Corinth needed to procure at least a hundred jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine.


    And looking across the entire Netherworld, the only person who seemed to have such a stockpile was none other than King Minos.


    For this reason, Sisyphus promptly partnered with Radamanthys, coaxing the Judge into making a bet in opposition to King Minos.


    Furthermore, to ensure a sure win, Sisyphus��with his silver tongue��even sought another ally.


    ��Hey, buddy, if you don��t take the stage soon, I might just give away those thirty jars of Ambrosial Honey Wine.��


    Following Sisyphus��s leisurely call, the last wave of ferries arrived at the Mortal World��s shores from the deep Netherworld under Ferryman Charon��s guidance, passing through the River of Souls, Styx.


    A man in black Netherworld Robe, with eyes sharp like a hawk, stepped onto the riverbank, while nearly a thousand robust, gleaming soldiers assembled behind him.


    They were the Myrmidonians, also known as Ant-men, with a physique and fighting will as formidable as ants, a famously strong Divine Era army throughout Greece.


    Naturally, the one leading them was the last of the Three Judges of the Underworld, Aeacus, responsible for judging deeds.


    And as soon as he landed, Aeacus, with his ant soldiers, headed straight for the Beast Tide��s left wing, converging with Radamanthys to jointly pierce through the heart of the Beast Tide.


    According to the bet made earlier, whoever broke through the Beast Tide first to meet with the six Rulers of the Underworld would be declared the winner.


    Now was the moment to race against time.


    Right flank King Minos, still unaware that he was being tricked by his brother and colleagues, cursed their shamelessness while scanning the surroundings, his gaze quickly falling on Charon stirring the River Styx, closing the ferry point.


    ��Need a hand? Are you in?��


    ��I��m a principled god; why should I interfere in your siblings�� competition?��


    ��I��ll pay more.��


    ��Deal!��


    Charon, who had previously been indifferent, leaped forward, greedily snatching the large bag of Gold Coins thrown by King Minos.


    Feeling the rich faith contained within, the Ferryman of the Underworld River immediately grabbed his long pole, his eyes red with fervor, pouncing on the Magic Beasts as if he had a blood vendetta against them.


    After all, even a second��s hesitation was disrespect to the Gold Coins!


    With this, the Underworld King, Queen of the Underworld, Netherworld Twin Gods, Goddess of Conspiracy, The Furies, Three Judges of the Underworld, Ferryman of the Underworld River, and all the Underworld reinforcements, already joined the battlefield.

 Chapter 670 670 113 The Giant Root Hunter

    ?Chapter 670: Chapter 113: The Giant Root Hunter Chapter 670: Chapter 113: The Giant Root Hunter At the same time, atop War God Mountain.


    Wing-broken nymphs, headless deities, one-armed heroes, half-decayed divine monsters, and shattered humans... Layers of corpses piled upon each other, crushed beneath the rubble.


    The devastated, collapsing temple fiercely burned, its ferocious flames soaring high. Severed limbs and organs were scattered all around, and the charring stench of flesh was nauseating. This battlefield, brimming with blood and deathly silence, seemed devoid of any signs of life, so horrific it was as if it were Tartarus Hell in the deepest depths of the Netherworld.


    Hades, the God of the Underworld, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, could not help but be moved by this sight.


    What kind of faith and strength could drive these lives to march toward death one after another?


    ��Is this really worth it?�� Hades murmured to himself, unable to restrain the thought.


    ��Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance of victory, we are willing to give our all for that opportunity!��


    ...


    Amid this solemn contemplation, Athena pushed aside the boulder atop her and shakily stood up.


    Even though her complexion was as pale as paper, and golden red divine blood gushed from her forehead, she still tightly grasped the Spear of Victory and the Aegis Shield in her hands. Holding her body upright, she was like a swan that would never bow its head, lifting her slender neck proudly and responding:


    ��Athens will either die gloriously or live magnificently!��


    ��Well done! This king will crush you vermin to death and see how you can be great? How glorious?!��


    The Demon Ancestor Typhon, with flesh squirming all over its body, raised its yet-to-be-fully-restored dragon head from the deep pit. Its hollow eye sockets stared dead ahead as it bared its mangled gums and let out a chilling roar.


    One calamity after another!


    One obstruction after another!


    One failure after another!


    It had the power to crush these ants, yet it found itself bloodied and dishonored on this insignificant War God Mountain.


    In the end, even the gods of the Netherworld had forsaken their heavenly destiny to guard the Tartarus Hell, arriving in Athens to aid in the fight.


    If that were the case, then they should all just die!


    ��Beasts of the gods, mortals�� deadliest foes, assemble here, hunt here!��


    Typhon roared as it swung its massive dark claw forward, dark red flesh and gold-black divine blood rained down like a downpour, turning into the likes of Sphinxes, Cerberuses, Hydras, Chimeras, and other various Typhon��s offspring.


    ��Roar!��


    These divine monsters, born from the Demon Ancestor��s flesh and the authority of beasts, surged upon the world like activated killing machines, swarming toward the flickering Sacred Flame on the altar of the Great Temple.


    Ssshh! Ssshh! Ssshh! Ssshh!


    However, just as the thousands of Typhon��s subspecies offspring were about to storm the ruined Great Temple, the sharp sound of piercing the air echoed repeatedly. Glowing with Divine Patterns, spears, arrows, and Cursed Bullets infused with Aether Factors came whistling down like a celestial meteor shower, ceaselessly bombarding the position ahead.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Explosions like muffled thunder sounded one after another, the ground trembled violently, and clouds of dust rose hundreds of meters high.


    ��The Athenians aren��t dead yet, you beasts dare to think of extinguishing our Sacred Flame?��


    The newly crowned King Theseus, missing an arm, spat out a mouthful of blood-laced saliva, his twisted features baring a ferocious color. He shouted nearly to the point of a broken voice toward the fiercely burning battlefield and the thousands of Typhon��s offspring.


    ��Form ranks, face the enemy!��


    ��Fight! Fight! Fight!��


    Wild shouts merged into a lion-like roar, stones and earth were hurled through the air. The remaining Athenian Divine Blood Guard, some discarding their malformed helmets to draw daggers, some dropping broken Long Spears to pull out their spares, all while raising their deformed or broken Shields. They assembled alongside their King, forming a steady Shield Wall.


    ��Wooo~~!��


    Meanwhile, a delicate-faced girl, her cheeks smeared with the soot of war, flapped her damaged Golden Wings as she circled midair and blew the desolate sound of a horn, inspiring endless courage in the living.


    �� Nike, the Goddess of Victory.


    She was Athena��s lesser deity, as well as Athena��s will!


    One by one, shadows hearing the sound of the horn crawled from under the bricks, stood up from the corpses, emerged from behind the ruins, or rushed from the pits, reassembling on the ruins of the Great Temple.


    They were deities, divine monsters, heroes, humans... with bloodlines all their own.


    They were kings, nobles, citizens, servants... their statuses diverse.


    They came from Sparta, Corinth, Calydon, Arcadia... from all regions far and wide.


    But at this moment, they gathered under one banner for a common purpose, given the same name��Athenians!


    As long as a breath remained, their battle would not cease.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    The Typhon��s offspring at the forefront shattered one by one, their greenish blood and mangled limbs flying about, their perforated bodies collapsing thunderously to the ground.


    But compared to the battered Athenian side, the beast horde maintained a clear advantage in numbers and quality.


    Even the most stalwart survivors were doomed to be unable to bridge that gap.


    Watching the Beast Tide about to flood into the Great Temple, Athena took a deep breath, pulled the Bronze Crest soaked in Divine Blood from her bosom, and turned to look at Hades and Persephone.


    ��This is how it��s used, isn��t it?��


    Then, the Goddess of Wisdom slightly lifted her hand, tossing the Bronze Crest into the burning Sacred Flame, merging it with Athens�� light of faith.

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    Immediately, a strong thrumming sound arose from deep within the earth, as dense and twisted patterns of light spread across the ground, interconnecting and amalgamating into a vast magic circle diagram spanning hundreds of miles.


    Following that, columns of gray-black smoke surged upwards from the fissures in the earth, and the thick ash-colored fog pervaded the air, enshrouding the entirety of Athens and War God Mountain, turning this land, originally owned by the living, into a realm for the dead to dwell.


    And when the transformation was complete, Athena raised her hand to catch the Spear of Victory, which had turned back into Nike, and struck the ground with it, letting out a piercing battle cry.


    ��The fight is not yet over, victory has not yet arrived!��


    ��Ye fallen, pick up your heads, and fight for me!��


    In an instant, the bodies of the slain warriors struggled to rise up from the ruins��picking up their heads to set upon severed necks, picking up their arms to reattach to shoulders, or dragging their bisected trunks, gripping their weapons tightly, they looked enviously and fervently towards the goddess destined to bring them victory and glory.


    ...


    ��For Athena!��


    ��For Athena!��


    ��For Athena!��


    As their chants echoed like collapsing mountains and tsunamis, driven by their passions and unfinished courage from their lives, they stepped over gravel and crossed through flames, charging towards the dense offspring of Typhon outside the temple in the fiercely burning blaze of flesh and bone.


    ��Charge! Charge! Charge!��


    The new King Theseus, with his remaining arm, drew his dagger from his waist and roared in fury.


    Behind him, the deities, divine monsters, heroes, and warriors, pushing their exhausted bodies to their limits, launched an attack. The cutting Aether Tide enveloped the battlefield, like the God of Death swinging his scythe, following in the footsteps of those who went before.


    At this moment, the living fought shoulder to shoulder with the dead;


    At this moment, freshness and decay shared the same glory;


    At this moment, life had already transcended life itself.


    Seeing the whole of Athens transformed into the Netherworld, with the fully unleashed netherworld authority of Hades and Persephone crushing down on them, Demon Ancestor Typhon actually looked towards Athena in surprise and fury.


    ��Madmen! You��re all mad! Going as far as to mobilize the entire Netherworld��s authority to suppress me? Even if you defeat me, what then? Without anyone to restrain Kronos, he��s not something those brats of Olympus can contend with. He��ll surely cleanse Thessaly in blood!��


    ��It doesn��t matter, as long as we eliminate you quickly, we can send troops to support Thessaly.��


    Athena effortlessly wiped the blood from her lips and spoke indifferently, her cold gaze hauntingly fixed on Demon Ancestor Typhon, whose body��s self-healing abilities had come to a halt under the pressure of the netherworld authority.


    Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, lightly shook the golden bough in her hand, the rich miasma of death miraculously transformed into a rich breath of life, streaming into Athena and the surrounding assembly of deities and divine monsters.


    Watching the figures closing in around him, Typhon shook his head and roared in anger.


    ��Defeat me? What a joke! My divine soul has long been immortal; even if you destroy this vessel, you cannot completely erase me!��


    Yet, despite his words, his body was involuntarily retreating.


    Clearly, the Demon Ancestor was afraid.


    But Hades, the God of the Underworld, and Persephone had already spread out, flanking Athena to form a triangular formation, ensnaring Typhon firmly in the center. The powers of the Netherworld and the Labyrinth intertwined, turning the area into a prison that seemed sealed and shut.


    ��I am immortal!��


    Typhon raised his only remaining head in a ferocious shout as his authority violently surged in all directions.


    Athena raised the Spear of Victory high, Hades whirled his bident, Persephone swept the Garden Golden Branch��three powerful divine forces shattered the ink-like disaster of divinity, revealing Typhon��s scar-covered body.


    The only head left on the neck did not multiply, and the various injuries and losses on his body did not heal.


    Clearly, in this harrowing and prolonged battle, Typhon��s own divinity and authority had been expended to the brink of exhaustion.


    In an instant, a hundred streaks of light shot through the sky.


    Hestia pulled the trigger, Gorgon unfolded its magic eye...


    The Three Graces scattered petals, The Nine Muses played the chords...


    Circe raised her tin staff high, Mother of Serpents chanted divine words...


    All present��deities, divine monsters, or heroes��unleashed their attacks on the Demon Ancestor Typhon without exception.


    Scorching projectiles, lashing magic beams, swinging spears, and sharp blades descended upon Typhon, and the already battered dragon body burst open in thick clouds of blood mist. Chunks of flesh and shattered bone were peeled from the body.


    ��Argh~!��


    Typhon couldn��t help but let out a piercing scream, his eyes filled with shock and rage.


    Because he suddenly realized that he was not only losing flesh and blood but also portions of the divine soul that dwelled within.


    Those foundations that sustained his immortality were also torn apart by the relentless bombardment of the deities, scattering with the chunks of flesh and blood that left his body.


    They were actually dividing My Divine Soul!


    A shiver went through Typhon��s heart, and he hurriedly dispersed his authority, attempting to call back those torn fragments of soul.


    However, as soon as he reacted, several agile figures flitted over, snatching up the divinity-laden flesh that fell from his body and gulping it down like a pack of scavenging hyenas.


    Typhon took a closer look and nearly exploded with fury.


    Because those brazen hyenas that stole his divine flesh were none other than his undutiful sons and daughters.


    The Nine-Headed Hydra, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, the Nemean lion, the three-headed King of Monsters Chimera, the lion-bodied Sphinx, the harpies... Each one, a member of Typhon��s progeny aligned with War God Mountain, unabashedly devoured the divine flesh and blood that burst forth from their sire Typhon, reenacting the classic Greek familial drama of father��s kindness and filial piety.


    ��Damned spawn! Give it back to me!��


    Enraged, Typhon raised his head and spewed poisonous flames, trying to reclaim his divinity and divine soul fragments.


    However, Athena��s Spear of Victory, the Underworld King��s bident, and the Queen of the Underworld��s garden golden bough simultaneously smashed down, not only scattering Typhon��s barely gathered authority but also each severing a large chunk of divine flesh from the Demon Ancestor��s body.


    The Hellhound Cerberus and the two purple serpents behind the Gorgon opened their mouths wide, seizing these three substantial portions of divine flesh at once.


    Such selfish behavior incited discontent growls from the rest of Typhon��s offspring, and the more cunning ones, not satisfied with picking up scraps from the outskirts, actively penetrated the barrier and bit down on their sire Typhon��s core.


    ��Get off! Get off!��


    Struggling in vain under the forceful suppression of Athena and the Underworld King couple, Typhon roared desperately, his eyes filled with anger and shock as he looked toward his undutiful offspring charging at him.


    Because, he realized that due to the compatibility of their bloodlines and divinity, the divine flesh and soul fragments that were peeled from him were quickly being digested after being swallowed by these treacherous young.


    If he continued to be cut to pieces and then reduced to fodder for these treacherous young, his own self might consequently dissolve.


    The so-called immortality would cease to exist!


    ��All of you give to me����


    Just as Typhon was about to assert his dominance as Demon Ancestor and Father God, and order these undutiful children who wanted to burst his Gold Coin apart to get lost, an icy chill suddenly struck him below, followed by an intense pain that penetrated his soul.


    ��...Argh!!!��


    Typhon let out a mournful howl, his eyes blood-red as he looked at a Golden Hound that had emerged below him.


    Seemingly detecting the hate-filled and murderous gaze of the Demon Ancestor, the hound whimpered, quickly grabbing a stick-like object that stretched dozens of meters, like a thick tree trunk, from the ground with its tail between its legs and dashing out of the barrier that besieged Typhon.


    It seemed like a habitual offender.


    When did this dog slip in?


    And, what it had in its mouth seemed to be...


    Vaguely, the deities responsible for surrounding and dismembering realized something, and all looked toward Typhon, blood gushing from beneath him, with weird gazes.


    ��Die! All of you die for me!��


    A surge of humiliation instantly flooded the Demon Ancestor��s mind, and the furious Beast Power erupted from him, shaking War God Mountain so violently that the deathly grey fog carrying the Netherworld authority roiled.


    ��Puff!��


    A Victory Spear piercing through the air shattered Typhon��s head, causing the Demon Ancestor to become compliant once again, only able to silently experience that egg-crushing sorrow.


    ��Speed up!��


    Athena, while tossing large bones and chunks of flesh to Typhon��s progeny behind her, turned to look at the intensifying Divine Energy rising from Thessaly Battlefield and solemnly reminded,


    ��We... don��t have much time left!��

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    ?Chapter 672: Chapter 113 Where Is My King��s Power? (5.5k) Chapter 672: Chapter 113 Where Is My King��s Power? (5.5k) At this moment, in Thessaly.


    The earth trembled and roared, the sky churned with wind and cloud, and the majestic aether seemed to have found its destined home, crazily flowing toward Kronos in the deep pit.


    In the blink of an eye, the Titan King��s body, once riddled with a thousand holes, healed as before. The Divinity within not only refilled but even climbed in leaps and bounds, continuously breaking through some kind of invisible limit.


    ��Ha-ha! It��s returned! My Authority, my Heavenly Destiny, all have returned!��


    Kronos raised his ten arms behind him and let out a hearty and unbridled laugh toward the heavens.


    Although he didn��t know how it happened, just a moment ago, the Divinity that had been suppressed in Tartarus Hell had all flowed back into this body, and the various restraints that once bound him no longer existed.


    At this moment, he had returned to his peak!


    ...


    And as for himself, who had undergone Divine Integration, apart from Zeus, who carried the Heavenly Destiny, no one could be his match!


    ��Buzz!��


    The wind tore through the air, the stars�� light flickered on and off.


    Kronos glanced with his eyes, and the four arms behind him quickly caught the withered-branch-shaped lance sweeping in front of him, then the Divine Power within his body, which had increased several folds, burst forth.


    ��Bang!��


    The space in front of Luo En��s chest suddenly collapsed, his body hit by an invisible Heavy Hammer and sent flying like a kite with its string cut, soaring hundreds of meters.


    Only by swiftly spreading his Golden Wings did he barely stabilize his form, warily looking back at the unmoving Kronos.


    So powerful!


    The Divine King truly stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Race, possessing Authority and Divinity far beyond what a Chief God could compare to!


    And moreover, the covenant with Heavenly Destiny was still in place. Although Kronos had now retrieved all his Divinity and Authority, his own status was still reduced.


    Otherwise, this battle with the giant would not be able to continue!


    And as the Divinity completely flowed back, Kronos, whose strength had greatly increased, no longer feared his opponent. His ten arms moved simultaneously, shattering the [Labyrinth] that impeded the withdrawal of the Giant Spirit Clan and turning to Luo En with a sinister scoff.


    ��Enough, the game ends here. This King will first deal with those little mice who have intruded into the Underground Palace, and then exterminate the entirety of Thessaly!��


    At the same time, the nine Titan Main Gods scattered across the battlefield also pushed away their opponents and strode toward where Kronos was gathering.


    Because all the Authority of the Netherworld had been diverted to War God Mountain and used to suppress and hunt down Demon Ancestor Typhon, not only were the restrictions on Kronos lifted, but the nine Titan Main Gods had also been bolstered to a certain degree.


    With this ebb and flow, Luo En and the Olympian Gods not only failed to suppress Kronos and the nine Titan Main Gods, they were even surpassed by them.


    ��Whoosh!��


    The thrown withered-branch-shaped lance fell in front of Kronos, cutting off his union with the nine Titan Main Gods.


    Simultaneously, the Gun of Nation Creation that hit the ground rose ten thousand feet, transforming into a towering palm tree ablaze with fire, and the endless rising flames around it resealed the fissures torn open on the earth��s surface.


    And upon seeing the sky outside the city dyed in golden yellow, the priests and clergy from different city-states within the Great Temple of Thessaly stiffened, and they poured the grape wine from their golden cups, abandoning the symphony and turning to sacrifice to a common deity.


    ��I call upon the first to be born, of dual sexuality, wandering the heavens,


    He who emerged from the egg, with Golden Wings so resplendent,


    Your bellowing is like that of a Bull, the origin of the Elysian Divine Tribe and mortals,


    The unforgettable sowing, endless revelry of the world.


    The immortal King, the eternal Spirit.


    He is one of The Primordial, He is Phanes.


    Your name, rise up, scatter the enemies!��


    Clergy from different city-states, different faiths, issued high-pitched calls, their prayers and chants condensing humanity��s belief and will into a golden torrent, converging toward the sky outside the city.


    And at this moment, twelve incarnations emerged simultaneously behind Luo En, merging and intertwining into one, like a perfect Crown.


    The immense Divinity and Authority enveloped the entire battlefield, once again forcibly separating the surface from the nether.


    Luo En took a deep breath, turning his head toward the nine Chief Gods who were gathering around him, and contemplated solemnly.


    ��My fellow gods, please hold them off for an hour at all costs!��


    Looking at the face beginning to crack under the golden flames, the deities immediately understood the meaning behind those words and nodded their heads resolutely.


    Now, it was time for a desperate fight!


    �� Thunderclap Bow, Thunderbolt Arrow!


    �� Vast Book Library, Forbidden Chapters!


    �� Breath of Life, Gonggeng Stars!


    �� You, are the Silver Rapid Fire!


    �� You, are the Piercing Star of Gold!


    �� Sword of the War God, ignite my blood!


    ...


    Queen Hera, Memory Goddess Mnemosyne, Demeter, Hunting Goddess Artemis, Light God Apollo, Ares, God of War, and the rest of the nine Chief Gods simultaneously unleashed their most powerful Curses and Martial Arts, charging toward their original opponents.


    Seeing their path of retreat blocked once more, Kronos roared in anger.


    ��Since you wish so dearly for death, this King shall grant it to you first!��


    Then, he activated his dominant Authority, leading the nine Titan Main Gods in a fierce charge toward the Olympian Gods, who were at the end of their strength.


    Almost at the same moment, in the Underground Maze.


    Chiron and Hercules, seeing the Gorgoneion Emblem light up on their chests, their expressions changed drastically, they immediately bellowed to their fellow Argo Heroes.


    ��One hour! We must break through all obstacles and breach the Titan Temple within one hour!��


    As the saying goes, to be forearmed is to be forewarned, and to have many calculations leads to victory.


    Therefore, long before the battle began, Luo En, as the Allied Commander, had taken into account various crisis situations as much as possible and arranged accordingly.

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    ?Chapter 673: Chapter 113 Where Is My King��s Power? (5.5k)_2 Chapter 673: Chapter 113 Where Is My King��s Power? (5.5k)_2 War God Mountain couldn��t withstand Typhon, and Athena used her trump card.


    The entire battle power and authority of the Netherworld were transferred, shifting all pressure to the Thessaly Defense Line... These circumstances were actually considered by Luo En.


    To deal with the current crisis and gain as much time as possible for the Argo Expeditionary Army, he could only bring the incarnation of The Primordial One, Phanes, fully onto the stage.


    However, this state would severely burden his body and, theoretically, he could only sustain it for a maximum of one hour.


    Thus, this one hour was the final limit he set for the Argo Expeditionary Army.


    Once the time surpassed and the Argo Expeditionary Army still hadn��t completed the mission, it would imply that the plan to raid the Titan Temple had utterly failed.


    Next, with no restrictions, Kronos and his giant army under his command would be unstoppable.


    ...


    The Thessaly Defense Line would also lose any reason to continue holding.


    Therefore, Luo En��s next choice was to abandon the Argo Expeditionary Army and Thessaly and lead the remaining troops to retreat to Athens.


    If possible, he, as the chief, would try to divert the disaster eastward, allowing Kronos to lead the Giant Spirit Clan to climb Thessaly Mountain, and then advance toward Olympus to brawl with Divine King Zeus who wanted to profit from the situation.


    But since Zeus was protected by ��Heavenly Destiny�� and considering the ambiguous actions between Kronos and Zeus before the war, Luo En himself wasn��t sure how successful this plan would be.


    Thus, until the very last moment, he wouldn��t lead the gods and humans to retreat from the Thessaly Battlefield.


    Whether the entire battle situation could be reversed depended on whether the Argo Expeditionary Army could complete the mission and destroy the Titan Temple, the Divine Throne of Kronos, within this final hour.


    One hour?


    The remaining twenty or so Argo Heroes gritted their teeth and, amidst the relentless Magic Beasts and giants, struggled upstream and desperately neared the Titan Temple deep underground.


    But the transfer of the Netherworld��s authority not only enhanced the divinity of Kronos and the nine main Titan Gods on the surface but also reinforced the underground giants and Magic Beasts due to the power boost from the Titan Temple.


    Therefore, the Argo Expeditionary Army had spent twenty minutes but advanced less than a quarter of the distance towards the destination.


    Worse still, as monsters around them slowed their pace, several high-ranking giants, originally stationed in the Space Maze, had already broken through the barriers created by the dead Prometheus and were rapidly approaching the troops of the expedition.


    ��Divine Emblem, blessed by blood!��


    Two giants, radiating intense divinity, smeared golden-red Divine Blood on their Golden Daggers, chanting while swinging them forward.


    Instantly, the layers of the Titan Temple seemed to awaken, ether madly gathered in the air, and dull booming sounds burst in chains, with the ten Divine Emblems hanging above the temple striking like opened eyes, shooting out crimson spiral beams.


    Under the chaotic sweep of light arcs, the steps along the path were ripped open, the sand was ground to dust, and the ground was plowed into trenches.


    Seven Argo Heroes, caught off guard, were hit head-on, hadn��t even had the chance to scream before exploding into a cloud of blood mist.


    ��Vice King��Boerfeilion!��


    ��Mountain Shaker��Asos!��


    Medea��s pupils constricted as she called out the true names of the two giants.


    These were two other high-ranking giants stationed in the Underground Maze, as recorded in the ��Book Library.��


    Moreover, one of them was previously the second-in-command of the Cottus clan, aides to the King of Giant Spirits, Alcyoneus.


    Seeing the two high-ranking giants raise their Golden Daggers again and harness the power of the Titan Temple, the Argo Heroes trembled in their hearts.


    ��Cluster up!��


    The Spartan twins roared as they stepped forward, holding their longswords horizontally, slashing their palms, using their blood as a medium, and shouting out Divine Words in prayer.


    ��Blood of Zeus!��


    ��Honor of the Army!��


    Under the sway of divine power, the blood dispersed into mist, seeping into the bodies of the Argo Heroes behind them in strands, momentarily bulging their muscles and synchronously enhancing their divinity.


    Sparta was always known for its military formations, and the two princes, legitimate Sons of Zeus, under the full drive of their divinity, spread the illuminated patterns to the Argo Heroes behind them, temporarily merging their power and will.


    At that moment, gold light clashed with blood light.


    ��Boom!��


    A violent explosion followed, a visible shockwave spreading out, and vast corridors and stone walls collapsed with a thunderous crash, radiating cracks stretching for miles.


    As the aftershock spread, hundreds of shattered-boned Magic Beasts and giants miserably became crimson paint on the stone walls and steps, the intense smell of blood hitting the nostrils.


    However, at the same time, the Spartan twins, who had forcibly merged the strength of numerous Argo Heroes, turned pale and vomited gold blood mixed with organ fragments, their Golden Gemini Saint Cloths from War God Mountain also covered in cracks.


    Fortunately, their Armor, meticulously crafted by the God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus, and their comrades from the rear, took much of the impact for them.


    Otherwise, the twins�� fate would not have been much different from the pulp on the ground.


    But even so, several passages around them collapsed during that strike, and more climbing noises gathered from all sides.


    It won��t do; if they continued like this, the Expeditionary Army would not be able to reach the Titan Temple within an hour!


    Looking at the continuous stream of Magic Beasts and giants coming from the rear, and at the various wounded Argo Heroes around him, Chiron felt a cloud of gloom over his heart and turned to the side to the Medicine God, asking urgently.

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    ?Chapter 674: Chapter 113 Where Is My King��s Power? (5.5k)_3 Chapter 674: Chapter 113 Where Is My King��s Power? (5.5k)_3 ��Asclepius, do you have a solution?��


    ��Use this! It can boost your magic power by three to five times for a quarter of an hour!��


    The Medicine God solemnly replied, decisively taking several bottles of purple-red Magic Potion from his bag.


    It was a by-product of the elixir of immortality, made from the Blood of Gorgon and Golden Apples, capable of significantly enhancing the user��s Divinity for a short time; however, the downside was that once the time was up, the user would fall into a state of extreme weakness, and in serious cases, they could even die.


    And in this Underground Maze filled with Magic Beasts and giants, drinking this stuff was hardly different from seeking death indirectly.


    Furthermore, due to the limited time and precious materials, he had managed to make only six bottles before they set off.


    Chiron scanned the six bottles of Magic Potion and spoke solemnly.


    ...


    ��Select six people to hold off the forces chasing us!��


    ��Oh, is this a new thing I haven��t tried? Let me taste it!��


    Cainis stepped forward in a flash, snatching a bottle from the Doctor without any explanation, crushed the cap, and chugged the ill-omened Magic Potion.


    Even after drinking, she didn��t forget to make a carefree comment.


    ��This taste, it��s strong!��


    ��Is it? Let me try it too!��


    Atalanta took the opportunity to squeeze forward, smoothly taking another bottle from the Doctor and drank the Magic Potion, following Cainis��s lead.


    Before the rest of the Argo Heroes could react, the wounded Spartan twins silently stepped forward together, each snatching a bottle.


    They had suffered severe internal injuries, and even if they forced themselves to keep moving with the group, they would only become a burden.


    Instead, it would be better to drink these two Magic Potions that could unleash potential and hold their position right here.


    ��I want one too!��


    A stunning figure rushed forward and took the fifth bottle of Magic Potion from the Doctor.


    The Spartan twins looked at the beautiful yet youthful face before them and instinctively raised their hand to stop her.


    ��Helen, you...��


    However, before they could retrieve the Magic Potion, the Spartan princess swiftly drank it and spoke solemnly.


    ��With me here, I can use Divine Arts to help you last longer!��


    Seeing that it was a done deal, the Spartan twins showed a bitter smile.


    ��Now, father and mother are sure to scold us to death.��


    ��It��s okay; sister will coax them.��


    Helen blinked, her face breaking into a radiant smile.


    ��As for my two brothers, you have protected me for so long, now it��s my turn to protect you.��


    The Spartan twins felt warmth in their heart and looked at their seemingly grown-up sister with relief.


    At that moment, seeing that the Magic Potions the Doctor had produced were about to be divided up, Hercules spoke up.


    ��The last one��s for me!��


    However, before he could step forward, a fair and slender hand had already taken the last Magic Potion and poured it into her mouth.


    ��You can��t; I��ll stay behind!��


    Chiron dropped the empty clay bottle from his hand, then glanced back at Hercules, who was reluctant to leave, and reminded him in a deep voice.


    ��Covering the rear isn��t for you to consider; your mission is to lead the Expeditionary Army to break through the Titan Temple! Take them and leave immediately!��


    ��But...��


    ��Go! Don��t waste the time we��ve fought for!��


    Chiron roared and, with a surge of increased Divine Power, cut off the stone stairs behind, confronting with the Spartan twins, Helen, Atalanta, Cainis, and five others the two high-ranking giants emerging from the ruins and the thousands of monsters behind them.


    Immediately, Chiron and Atalanta leapt between the falling columns, moving as swiftly as the wind and as fiercely as thunder. Arrows infused with Divine Power shot through the sky, piercing the Divine Cores of one Magic Beast and giants after another rushing from all sides.


    In just a few minutes, the entrance to the path below was already piled with hundreds of bodies, and the chasing Magic Beasts and giants were momentarily blocked.


    As the two high-rank giants roared and entered the fray themselves, relying on their barbaric bodies to withstand the damage from the arrow rain, they charged to the front. The Spartan twins and Cainis raised their sword and shield and spear, resolutely meeting the charge.


    Standing at the rear, Helen, the spellcaster, stood firm, chanting rapid Divine Words, continuously blessing her five teammates.


    Hearing the dense booming behind him, Hercules clenched his teeth, turned his head, and with himself as the spearhead, killed his way forward.


    The remaining dozen or so Argo Heroes forced themselves not to look back, lifted their shields, thrust their spears, formed a battle formation, followed Hercules��s figure, further tearing through the obstructions on the road, accelerating their march.


    The heroes who had passed the selection and joined the Expeditionary Army were naturally no fools and understood the implications of swallowing such Magic Potion.


    But some things, someone had to do them.


    At this moment, the torch called ��Prometheus�� had burnt out, and next, they could only use their bodies as fuel, to light their own path!


    ��Kill! Kill! Kill!��


    The crowd roared as they rushed forward, the tide of thousands of Magic Beasts and giants seemed to be parted by an invisible giant hand from the center.


    Letting the monsters brutally collide time after time, the supported Argo Heroes were like ships cutting through the waves, swiftly closing the distance between the team and the Titan Temple.


    After passing through a narrow corridor, the blood-red light emitted by the Underground Temple was faintly visible.


    But at the same time, a fierce and towering figure shattered one side of the stone wall and charged towards the Argo Expeditionary Army.


    Without getting close, he raised his head and spat out several clumps of dark green Poison Liquid.


    The snake-legged giant��Perros!


    ��Bang!��


    A clay jar was thrown directly at him, smashing against the stone wall and shattering, with the blue Magic Potion inside quickly vaporizing and momentarily slowing down the rapidly spreading poison fog.


    ��You go ahead; leave him to me.��


    The Medicine God stood firm in front of the narrow passage, waving to his teammates behind him.


    Hercules stopped in his tracks, looking in astonishment at the doctor in the team.


    ��You?��


    ��Don��t worry, I kept a few vials of Magic Potion for myself.��


    The Medicine God replied calmly and walked straight towards the snake-legged giant Perros.


    Watching the figure grow farther away, Hercules clenched his teeth forcefully, forcing himself to turn his head and continue forward with the remaining team.


    At this moment, the snake-legged giant, who had barged into the narrow corridor, looked at the Divine Blood Hero before him with a disdainful sneer.


    ��A Magic Potion that stimulates Divinity? Are you preparing to make your flesh even more delicious?��


    ��Theoretically, yes...��


    The Medicine God replied indifferently, while his right hand leisurely took out several vials of Magic Potion from his pouch and drank them one after another.


    However, as one vial after another was consumed, the snake-legged giant watched the Medicine God��s skin begin to crack, and the red-black patterns surge within his flesh, suddenly feeling a strong sense of Anxiety.


    No! This wasn��t a Magic Potion to stimulate Divinity.


    It was...


    At this moment, in the narrow corridor, the Doctor, with a pleasantly curved smile on his lips, asked curiously,


    ��So, Hydra, Gorgon, compared to your Poison Liquid, which one is stronger? And what is the power of a combination of the three? Remember to tell me about the experience afterward...��


    The snake-legged giant, realizing too late, saw the enclosed surroundings and panicked, screaming frantically as he retreated:


    ��Get back! Get back!��


    But at that moment, the Medicine God had already emptied the last jar in his hand, his skin a mixture of purplish-red and red-black, the Divine Power within him tumultuous.


    Splat!


    The light patterns on the doctor��s body burst apart, and his body exploded thunderously, a sky filled with purplish-red blood raining down upon the snake-legged giant, instantly having the effect of sulfuric acid being poured over plants.


    In a matter of moments, the poison-using, snake-legged giant was entirely rotted, wailing miserably as he dissolved into a thick liquid.


    For the Medicine God, Poison was also a remedy, the difference between killing and healing was just a matter of thought.


    If it could save the lives of the innocent, then the deadly poison in his hands was also a cure for diseases.

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    ?Chapter 675: Chapter 115 Glory Belongs to the Argo Expeditionary Army! Chapter 675: Chapter 115 Glory Belongs to the Argo Expeditionary Army! ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Muffled blasts continued to echo from behind, as the collapsing tunnels of the Underground Palace temporarily halted the pursuit of the giant spirits and Magic Beasts.


    At this moment, Hercules, who was leading the remnants of the Argo Expeditionary Army toward the Titan Temple, felt familiar presences fading away. His body tensed, and then, with eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, he charged at the creature emerging from the corridor.


    ��Come at me, you spawn of the deep!��


    In Hercules�� hands, the Nameless Axe Sword swirled like a hurricane, obliterating any Magic Beasts and giant spirits that stood in his way into a pulpy mess.


    At the same time, the Divine Blood within the future Hercules neared boiling, thick blood mist erupting from his pores and forming a tangible crimson blaze over his skin, making him resemble a mad lion dashing through the darkness toward its prey.


    But such a dazzling target inevitably drew more attention from Magic Beasts and giant spirits.


    ...


    Creatures supercharged with Divinity and Magic Power surged continuously from all directions, the remaining Argo Heroes following close behind Hercules, using their flesh and blood to withstand the pressure from all sides.


    Within the hour, they were resolutely focused on their mission: to escort Hercules to the Titan Temple at all costs.


    However, not every Argo Hero possessed Hercules�� ability to stand against a thousand.


    Moreover, with the departure of Chiron, the Spartan twins, and other potent Divine Blood Heroes, along with the toll of the drawn-out battle, those left from the Argo Heroes were gradually becoming overwhelmed by the dangers along their path.


    Thus, with the passage of time, the casualties among the Argo Heroes increased��they were either smashed into pulp by the giant spirits or torn apart by the packs of Magic Beasts.


    Upon the long staircase built of blood and life, the Expeditionary Army pushed forward towards their destination with grim determination.


    Meanwhile, in an ancient temple among the mountains.


    The stars in the heavens flickered in and out of view beneath the dome, starlight weaving like threads, illuminating three figures standing side by side atop a dais.


    Each of them held a spindle, a measuring rod, and shears, their gaze deep and indifferent as they looked down upon the Golden Scales that appeared in the midst of the temple.


    On one side of the scales was a Thunder Light Star, shining brighter than the sun and moon, and on the other side was a dim and obscure cluster of stars.


    In comparison, whether by mass or luminance, the former far exceeded the latter, causing the Golden Scales to tilt heavily toward the side of the Thunder Light Star.


    But the outcome was not final.


    A dynamic change was persistently levering the scales�� tilted balance.


    ��Hum~~��


    Amidst a dense humming sound, several dim stars fell from the Star Sea of the temple��s dome, landing on one side of the scales, merging with the cluster there, bringing with them a hint of warmth and weight.


    However, the cluster was too faint and dark, and the falling stars too small and dim.


    Even though sand-like stars might fall into the cluster, they could not completely right the tipped scales.


    Finally, in front of the scales, a graceful silhouette pursed her lips in thought, breaking the long silence within the temple.


    ��Is this not enough?��


    ��Not enough...��


    The Three Fates standing upon the dais replied in unison, as serene and detached as ever.


    Below the dais, Themis looked at the cluster on the other side of the scales, now gathered with countless stars, and unable to restrain herself, she looked up in anger.


    ��How many more sacrifices are needed before you intervene and stop this catastrophe?��


    ��Until ��Heavenly Destiny�� tips...��


    ����The Immutable�� changes...��


    ����The Order�� alters...��


    The Three Fates answered in succession, as emotionless as cold machinery.


    Themis�� clenched fist creaked as she countered sharply.


    ��So, for the sake of a mere seat on Mount Olympus, you would watch myriads of lives in the World suffer?��


    ��Are day and night equal in length? Are whales and ants equal in weight? Do the gods and mortals share the same longevity? Do stars and the sun share the same light? All things cannot be discussed as equals��they each have their own order and importance in the destiny��s river. What we do is simply preserve the World��s ��Order�� and ��Heavenly Destiny.''��


    The Three Fates calmly responded and then, looking at the Golden Scales still tilting towards the Thunder Light Star, they closed their eyes indifferently.


    ��It seems this is a pointless argument. You may leave,��


    ��Leave?��


    Themis looked at her empty hands and shook her head with a sneer.


    Three days prior, she arrived at the Temple of Fate alone, trying every possible way to persuade the Three Fates to intervene, only to earn a single opportunity.


    ��Since this is a war in the Mortal World, let��s see if the ��Heavenly Destiny�� borne by the human sacrifices can sway the ��Weight�� that Zeus possesses.


    The result, needless to say, was self-evident.


    In this era, human life was as insignificant as weeds.


    As a deity and emissary, Themis could choose to walk away.


    But she had promised that man to bring dawn to this world plunged into endless night.


    ��So, ��Heavenly Destiny�� is power, and the lives and deaths of the weak are trivial��that��s the World as you see it...��


    Themis gazed at The Three Fates on the dais, pausing after each word.


    ��That��s rational but unfair.��


    ��What gives you such an illusion? Themis? This world has never been fair, and neither is destiny!��


    ��Because there is none, hence, we strive!��


    The Goddess of Justice responded passionately, reminded of the judicial Miracle a little fellow had crafted by hand in the Mortal World, her beautiful face showing a faint smile.

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    ?Chapter 676: Chapter 115 Glory Belongs to the Argo Expeditionary Army!_2 Chapter 676: Chapter 115 Glory Belongs to the Argo Expeditionary Army!_2 Immediately, she gently touched her chest and murmured in a deep voice:


    ��Moreover, this is not only a war that belongs to mankind but also belongs to the gods. If resistance is the path chosen by all life on earth, how can we possibly let the weak bear the cost alone?��


    ��Pfft!��


    Under the astonished gaze of The Three Fates, Themis raised her hand to stab into her own chest, extracting a dazzling core of gold divinity like a star. She lifted her pale face and declared solemnly:


    ��As you say, the world, it begins with the gods! Power, it begins with the gods!��


    ��So... sacrifice should also begin with the gods!��


    ��Let the sacrifice of the gods start with [justice] then!��


    A perfect parabola fell, accompanied by a ��ding-dong�� sound of clear collision, the Golden Scales in the Temple of Fate violently shook.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, on the battlefield of Thessaly, in the Underground Maze.


    ...


    Time ticked by, second by second, and the brutal slaughter continued.


    Even worse, Giants and Magic Beasts from the rear broke through numerous obstacles and rapidly closed in on the remnants of the Expeditionary Army.


    Hearing the rustling climbing noise and the thunderous roars getting closer and closer, Telamon, as a good friend, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth and resolutely turned around.


    ��I��ll cover our retreat, you go first!��


    ��Shut up!��


    Hercules turned his head, grabbed the Prince of Calydon who wanted to leave the group, and roared with bloodshot eyes,


    ��No one is allowed to stay behind, we leave together!��


    ��Hercules, there��s no time left!��


    Telamon tried to persuade him earnestly, struggling to free himself from Hercules��s grasp.


    Hercules clenched the other��s collar, refusing to let go, his congested face showing an almost twisted expression.


    ��When I say no, it means no!��


    ��If we delay any longer, we won��t complete the mission and we��ll all die!��


    King Thessaly Admetos, another good friend, stepped forward to try to calm the slightly out-of-control Hercules.


    However, after a series of deaths and injuries, Hercules��s suppressed emotions finally erupted.


    ��So what? Am I supposed to just stand by and watch each of you go to your deaths? I can��t do that!��


    Facing the stubborn and almost insane Hercules, the surrounding Argo Heroes were at a loss.


    Just as the situation became a deadlock, a figure stepped forward quickly and fiercely raised his right hand.


    ��Slap!��


    A loud slap landed on Hercules��s face, causing a death-like silence to fall over the scene.


    The Argo Heroes bowed their heads in shock and looked towards the small figure who swung the slap.


    ����Jason.


    The weakest of the fifty Argo Heroes dared to slap Hercules, the strongest among them.


    ��Hercules, have you had enough?��


    The once frivolous golden-haired young man now coldly looked up at the raging giant towering over him, and scolded without any courtesy:


    ��The enemy is at our doorstep, the mission is not yet complete, what are you raging about here? Remember, we��re not going to die for you but for victory, for everyone on the surface! And the reason you are left until the end is not for you to enjoy life, but because the most arduous, most difficult tasks are waiting for you! You are the most powerful hero in the Argo Expeditionary Army, the one most likely to end this war according to prophecy! If you��re still a man, drop this cowardly act and do what you have to do!��


    The barrage of words hit Hercules, leaving the nearly three-meter-tall strongman speechless and ashamedly bowing his head.


    ��I...��


    ��Aren��t you going to lead them? Do you really want me to look down on you?��


    Jason cast a sideway glance at Hercules and snorted coldly with a straight face.


    Hercules��s face flushed with a rush of blood and then he clenched his teeth tightly, releasing Telamon from his grip, and letting out a roar with almost all his strength.


    ��Move forward!��


    The team moved on, but King Thessaly Admetos, lingering at the rear of the party, saw Jason standing still and couldn��t help but pause in surprise.


    ��What are you doing?��


    ��Of course I��m staying behind!��


    Jason replied as if it were only natural, and then with a grin on his face, he explained.


    ��Running with you all this time, I��m almost dead on my feet, just right to rest here.��


    Admetos took a serious look at his normally unconventional cousin and managed, with effort, to coax a smile on his rough face.


    ��Good, I��ll join you!��


    Saying this, the King of Thessaly raised the half-remaining round shield in his hand, drew the spare dagger at his waist, and came to stand beside Jason.


    Moments later, the trembling of the ground grew increasingly distinct, and the ferocious outlines of giants and Magic Beasts were faintly visible in the darkness.


    Jason shrank his neck and couldn��t help but swallow his saliva, elbowing Admetos beside him to whisper a question.


    ��Hey, are you scared?��


    Admetos looked at his hand dripping with sticky sweat and honestly replied,


    ��A bit...��


    Hearing this, Jason also let out a sigh of relief.


    ��I won��t lie to you, my legs are shaking badly.��


    ��Then why are you still staying here?�� Admetos looked disdainfully at his cousin, who was trembling like a sieve, feeling a strange sense of superiority in his heart.


    ��And you dare slap Hercules?�� Telamon, also overhearing, turned his head and added in a ghostly tone, ��I wouldn��t dare to strike...��


    ��It was the heat of the moment,�� Jason replied sullenly, then while swallowing his saliva, he tried to look steadfastly towards the onrushing Magic Beasts and giants, ��Besides, if we didn��t send him off, how would we have the chance to shine.��


    Admetos and Telamon, upon hearing this, couldn��t help but laugh helplessly.


    Feeling the thunderous roar of the earth almost drowning out the sound of his own heartbeat, Jason licked his somewhat dry lips and whispered a suggestion.


    ��Shall we shout a slogan?��


    The three of them looked at each other and, without needing to agree, took a deep breath. The surging air in their chests then exploded with a thunderous clamor.


    ��Glory belongs to��the Argo Expeditionary Army!��


    Their resounding shout traveled through the cave, pierced the darkness, and reached the ears of Hercules at the forefront, bringing tears to the eyes of this great, iron-boned hero.


    The remaining Argo Heroes couldn��t help but clench their fists.


    In the Space Maze, Prometheus became a torch to light their way;


    At the steps, Chiron, Cainis, the Spartan twins, Helen, and Atalanta became shields to fend off two high-tier giants;


    In the passageways, Medical God Asclepius turned his body into a poison to block the serpent-footed Giants:


    Now, the heavily wounded Telamon was sacrificing himself to block the pursuers, Jason and Admetos, the two who feared death the most, had embraced it...


    It was this staircase built of flesh and blood that paved the way for them to reach the end.


    So, they absolutely could not lose!


    The heroes spontaneously formed a protective circle around Hercules, escorting him rapidly forward.


    No one was cowardly, no one looked back.


    And whenever there was noise behind them, someone would naturally slow down and leave the group.


    Orpheus, the genius musician, played his Lyre and sang Sacred Words, colliding with the screeching seven avian creatures...


    Prince of Calydon, Meleager, brandishing his Spear and Shield, laughed as he blocked the targeted Beast Tide...


    The sons of Wind God Boreas, Zethus, and Karaiss, stirred the air around them and led away a large group of giants...


    The sound of flesh tearing was continuous, and the clang of gold and iron clashed without end.


    Gradually, the roars of humans thinned, and the monsters�� screeches grew more wild.


    Finally, after ten minutes,


    The ten majestic buildings arranged in a circle deep in the underground valley came into everyone��s view.


    The Titan Temple, at last!


    Hercules, his eyes already bloodshot, leaped forward like a cannonball shot from a muzzle, slamming into the central tower surrounded by ten Divine Emblems.


    ��Mortals, do not overstep!��


    Simultaneously, an imposing figure rose from the ground, forcefully knocking Hercules, who was descending.


    The Atlas Titan��Atlas!


    What of it? I will not lose!


    Hercules recognized this figure guarding the front of the Titan Temple, immediately manifested the Lion��s Saintly Armor, transformed into a golden-red Thunderbolt, and charged at the final obstacle.


    And at this very moment, monsters also broke through the defenses and surged toward the Temple like a flood.


    Medea took a deep breath, scattered the Tooth of Python from her hand, summoning several Dragon Tooth Soldiers, and gave a solemn command.


    ��Everyone, build the defense line right here, and as long as you draw breath, do not let them take a single step forward!��


    The few remaining figures supported each other as they moved forward, taking their positions at each gap, their chests erupting with a shout as grand as an army of thousands.


    ��Glory belongs to��the Argo Expeditionary Army!��

 Chapter 677 677 116 Wife, You Always Manage to Come Up with New Trick

    ?Chapter 677: Chapter 116 Wife, You Always Manage to Come Up with New Tricks Chapter 677: Chapter 116 Wife, You Always Manage to Come Up with New Tricks Meanwhile, on the battlefield of Thessaly.


    ��Dong!!!��


    A resonant bell echoed across the miniature world woven by the Gun of Nation Creation just outside the city.


    Everything came to a halt, as if heaven and earth were frozen in a painting,


    In the next instant, a black and gold ripple burst forth from the face of an ancient clock, slicing through the land, the sky, the sea, and crashing into the boundless Chaos.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    The entire miniature world fragmented like a shattered mirror, scattering into countless shards in all directions.


    Within this mirror, space shattered, time became void, and all things returned to the dissolution of Time��s End!


    ...


    ��Boom!��


    As ten majestic arms swung down, a figure with golden wings on its back plummeted to the ground like a fallen meteor, raising dust that spread for miles.


    Kronos descended gracefully from the gold and grey aurora, ten Divine Emblems tracing a perfect circle behind him like an ancient clock.


    At this moment, the clock��s hands overlapped, and with it, space and time wove and intersected, forming a magnificent and stern spectacle that was unbearable to gaze upon directly.


    ��The Absolute Divine Decree, Time��s End!


    The most powerful Divine Authority achieved by Kronos after Divine Integration, capable, without the constraints of the Destiny Contract, of destroying the entire God Era World and reconstructing all things.


    It was this strike that obliterated the ��Dionysus Cosmos�� created by Luo En with the collaboration of the Heavenly Divine Shield and the Gun of Nation Creation.


    Even he himself suffered no small internal injuries.


    Beneath the shining gold and grey flames, Kronos approached the deep pit, surprised to see Dionysus Luo En standing up by support of the Gun of Nation Creation, and could not help but utter sincere admiration.


    ��Kid, to push me this far, you truly are remarkable! Given enough time to grow, you might surpass that bastard Zeus and become the new king of Olympus!��


    ��So, are you trying to woo me?��


    Luo En wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand while internally calming the surging Divine Power within him, straining to produce a sincere smile.


    ��How about we talk?��


    ��Talk?��


    Kronos hesitated slightly, then his face twisted into a sinister sneer.


    ��No, the more outstanding you are, the more you need to die! This world only needs one ruler, and that is me!��


    ��...��


    Watching his grandfather��s eyes shimmer with undisguised murderous intent, Luo En��s smile stiffened, and he silently cursed.


    Damn, I forgot that the tradition of paternal kindness does not run in the Divine King��s lineage��no reliance on verbal healing.


    ��Go to hell, bastard!��


    As Luo En was begrudgingly grumbling to himself, Kronos in front of the pit raised his ten arms, striking forward all at once with terrible Divine Power causing the surrounding space to collapse layer by layer, and black spatial rifts rapidly expanded around them.


    ��Reveal thereby Your righteousness, O God, whose glory covers the earth, who was, who is, and who ever shall be��Holy! Holy! Holy!!!��


    Simultaneously, the high-pitched consecration echoed throughout the Great Temple of Thessaly, pure streams of faith coalesced into golden beams shooting into the sky, pouring into Luo En��s body like a spilled Star River, rapidly stabilizing his previously disordered aura, quickly healing injuries in his Divine Body.


    The dry-branch-like spear ignited into a fierce golden blaze, sweeping forward and colliding head-on with Kronos��s ten striking arms.


    ��Bang!��


    In an instant, the ground shook, clouds scattered, and the ground under the feet of both Great Gods sank nearly a hundred meters.


    ��That damned insect!��


    Kronos glared darkly at the streams of golden light flowing from the city of Thessaly, his hatred for humanity rising to unprecedented levels.


    Had it not been for these ant-like creatures interfering, he might have ended the battle just now!


    ��Spit!��


    The spear, swift as the wind, carved a charred wound across Kronos��s face, its chill hum reaching the ears of the resentful Titan King.


    ��Our game isn��t over yet, Your Majesty...��


    Kronos, with a sense of resignation, raised his arms in defense, once again caught in a standoff with the diminutive God of Wine.


    As seconds ticked by, the Titan King��s gaze towards Thessaly City grew more hostile.


    Clearly, as long as humanity��s faith did not falter, the New Gods bolstered by it would gain a certain degree of reinforcement.


    In the short term, he and the nine Great Titan Chiefs were trapped, unable to leave to guard the Titan Temple, and had no choice but to watch helplessly as the rats played havoc underground.


    But vulnerabilities are mutual.


    New Gods shared the same flaws as the Old Gods.


    Kronos turned to look at Thessaly, from where the consecration voices kept coming, the fierce look on his ferocious face intensifying.


    If that��s the case, then I shall uproot this city first, extinguishing your Sacred Flame!


    ��Chaotic Heavy Rain!��


    Kronos bellowed, his ten arms sweeping out like lightning.


    Instantly ten became a hundred, a hundred a thousand, a thousand ten thousand.


    Countless fist shadows enveloped with terrifying Chaotic Power formed a relentless black downpour.


    Luo En danced with his spear, the tumbling Divine Power creating a golden barrier that enveloped Thessaly City behind him.


    But a prolonged defense would inevitably fail, and Kronos, without restrictions, faintly surpassed him in Divine Power and Divinity.


    Moments later, a fist stripped of layers of flesh, carrying a red-black flow of power, struck heavily upon the walls of Thessaly.


    ��Boom!��


    Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the fortress built of Mountain Copper, Mithril, Volcanic Stone, and other precious materials collapsed in an instant, its massive breach leading straight into the heart of the city.

 Chapter 678 678 116 Wife, You Always Manage to Come Up with New Trick

    ?Chapter 678: Chapter 116 Wife, You Always Manage to Come Up with New Tricks_2 Chapter 678: Chapter 116 Wife, You Always Manage to Come Up with New Tricks_2 ��My beasts, my kin, I command you to immediately annihilate this city, devour the humans within, and extinguish the Sacred Flame of the New Gods!��


    ��Roar~~!��


    High-pitched, excited roars came from all directions as tens of thousands of Magic Beasts and giants crossed the ravaged battlefield and surged towards the wide-open Thessaly.


    Since Luo En��s small world no longer existed, and he along with the other nine Chief Gods were detained by Divine King Kronos and his nine Titan Main Gods, they could only watch helplessly as the Beast Tide and the Giant Spirit Clan��s forces approached Thessaly City.


    At that moment, two graceful figures flew from the near sea of Thessaly to the broken walls, raising their arms in a chant towards the monsters streaming towards the breach.


    ��You, the embodiment of chaotic desire!��


    Mechanical God Venus waved her hand, casting a pink fog over the horde, unleashing her Authority.


    ...


    Embedded within, myriad mechanical insects burrowed into the Magic Beasts�� bodies, releasing pheromones that clouded their minds, making the already dim-witted creatures mistake their own kind for enemies, starting to mate and bite each other frenziedly.


    ��Offerings of poetry and wine, forgiveness with Light!��


    On the other side, Goddess of Youth Hebei, dressed in the Sacred Robe of Aquarius, raised the golden cup in her hand, splashing the crimson wine into the air. The radiance of the stars, refracted through the wine, turned into streams of Aether Light Flow, piercing the chests of the giants, granting them the Light of ��Forgiveness.��


    Although both were exerting their utmost efforts, the damage they inflicted was extremely limited against the vast number of immortals among the giants and Magic Beast army.


    Soon, the Magic Beasts and giants, brushing off the Deities�� Authority, flooded into Thessaly.


    ��People of Thessaly, rise up!��


    A high-pitched cry echoed, almost hysterical.


    One by one, Soldiers, covered in wounds and dust, rose from the ruins, gazing up at the figure standing at the breach, brandishing a sword.


    It was their king��Admetos.


    The youth monarch, his Bronze Armor halved by cuts, stood immovable in the face of the monstrous wave, raising his bloodied arm, his sword pointing toward the still-scorching battlefield of the gods.


    ��Brethren, our Deities are still fighting for us, our hearts are still beating, we have not lost yet!��


    The City Defenders, upon hearing this, all looked up and outward.


    On that ravaged battlefield, the priests of Delphi and the Divine Blood Guard of Sparta saw Light God Apollo, wielding a golden sword, fiercely battling God of the Heavenly Bodies Coeus, the Golden Blood flowing continuously from their wounds;


    the hunters of Calydon and the archers of Arcadia saw Goddess of the Hunt Artemis, straining her Longbow to intercept Goddess of Light Phoebe, her fingers worn raw by the bowstring;


    the female warriors of Amazon saw Father God Ares, engaged in a bloody battle with God of Light Hyperion, the surrounding lands scorched for tens of miles;


    the believers of Eleusis and the magicians of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector saw Agriculture God Demeter and Hermes, the God of Speed, each restraining Time Goddess Rhea and God of Weather Crius, their divine lights dimming;


    and the Pegasus Knights of Athens and the Academy Mages saw Dionysus raising the Gun of Nation Creation, firmly restraining Titan King Kronos outside the city, wounds multiplying on his body...


    Atop the ruins, King Thessaly, his sword falling, unleashed a voice cracked with exertion,


    ��The Gods are with us!��


    ��Glory is with us!��


    ��Victory is with us!��


    ��We humans, how can we let our faith be sullied!��


    ���� armies, attack!��


    The humans from various states, their blood boiling, their expressions wild, cried out in unison.


    ��Attack!��


    ��Attack!��


    ��Attack!��


    In their dire situation, Human Warriors raised their weapons, following behind their young monarch, crossing the defenseless wall ruins like ferocious beasts stirred to frenzy, baring their claws and fangs at the swarming monsters, launching a savage and vicious counterattack.


    Against this human-formed counterflow, the surging monster wave was forcefully contained.


    Even more, after successfully breaking through the monsters�� onslaught, figures bathed in fresh blood continued striding forward, crossing ruins, crossing beasts, crossing Deities, like sharp spikes brutally drilling into the hearts of the Magical Creatures�� army, causing their entire formation to start distorting.


    At this moment, the rising humans, with their flesh and blood bodies, accomplished feats comparable to the Deities!


    In this era, human life was as humble as weeds.


    In this era, humans shone like stars!


    ��Trash! All trash!��


    Seeing his giant spirits and magic beasts army being repelled by those he perceived as mere ��humans,�� Cronus could no longer contain his anger and immediately awakened the commanding authority, transmitting orders to the nine leading Titan Main Gods.


    ��Gods, crush these vermin!��


    However, a burning, branch-like spear sent Cronus flying. Luo En glanced at the ��King Thessaly�� leading the charge of the human warriors, as well as Hippolyta, Hebei, and Venus, guarding her sides, understanding everything.


    It must be said, his lawful wife always managed to bring him some fresh tricks.


    Though it was a temporary measure, it ultimately eased their concerns for the moment.


    Catching a look at the human alliance constantly pushing forward the front line behind him, Luo En, holding the Gun of Nation Creation, struck the base of the spear on the ground, looked proudly at his own Chief Gods on the battlefield, and began to speak.


    ��What defines the Divine Beings? More pride than humans! More desire than humans! More bravery than humans!��


    Thereupon, the allied commander, both human and god, pointed his spear forward and erupted with a heaven-shaking shout.


    ��We, proud Divine Beings, shall not let humans lead the charge!��


    ��Indeed!��


    ��Indeed!��


    ��Indeed!��


    The Gods of Olympus displayed their arrogance, laughed heartily, naturally puffed out their chests, and moved towards the nine struggling Titan Main Gods.


    On the fiercely contested battlefield, shadows interwove and stepped forward together, indistinguishably blending humans and the gods.


    ��Mad, you��re all mad!��


    Watching the self-degrading spirits before him, Cronus twisted his face in anger and immediately let out a deafening roar.


    ��These are calamities! All forces, eliminate these human scum, spare none!��


    Under the sway of supreme authority, the giant spirits and magic beasts with blood-red eyes pounced towards the human alliance.


    Due to the transfer of power from the Netherworld and many Divine Blood Heroes joining the Argo expedition, the human side��s combat strength was severely lacking.


    Although they managed to firmly resist the giants and magic beasts�� onslaughts, they could not defend the permeable Thessaly City.


    Numerous monsters, unable to gnaw through the hard bone of the city outskirts, simply bypassed the formation of the human alliance and maneuvered their way into Thessaly City, heading straight for the central Great Temple.


    There, rich divinity flowed, and the precious Sacred Flame burned, like a table filled with delicacies.


    Seeing more and more magic beasts and giant spirits storming toward the Thessaly Great Temple, the humans and gods fighting outside, despite their urgency, couldn��t spare their forces.


    Just as the surging wave of magical creatures tore through the defensive charms around the plaza and was about to flood into the temple, a sharp whistling sound exploded in the sky.


    Following that, a huge golden-green Magic Circle Diagram appeared above the temple, and an enforcing wave of magic power conjured thousands of Light Arrows, densely targeting the magic beasts and giant spirits stepping onto the plaza.


    ��Thud, thud, thud, thud!��


    In the continuous piercing noise, hundreds of magic beasts and giant spirits were nailed dead on the spot.


    Before the monsters could react, four figures clad in gold and bronze armor, chanting Divine Words and wrapped in the furious Ether Light Flow, crashed into their ranks.


    ��Burn, my golden wings!��


    ��At this sacrifice, Dual Gods Hymn!��


    ��Golden Arrow, starlight!��


    At that moment, the giant spirits and magic beasts at the front of the plaza were like hitting four meat grinders, brutally plowed open, leaving ground scattered with chunks of flesh.


    The monsters, terrified, hastily circumvented the four fierce stars at the front, trying to burst into the Great Temple from the side.


    But a figure in golden armor, of unparalleled beauty, stood at the entrance of the Great Temple, hands joined in prayer, making a devout invocation.


    ��Show me as the god of righteousness, respond to me when I call, I wish with this body, to cherish all beings!��


    The pure and powerful force of faith transformed into a dazzling light sword, evenly distributing the ��Divine Compassion�� to the advancing magical creatures.


    At this moment, Luo En on the battlefield felt a sensation and looked towards the city, responding to the six beams of light connected with the stars, and he couldn��t help but heave a sigh of relief.


    The final preparations had finally arrived in time.

 Chapter 679 679 117 Look at Me, Bastard

    ?Chapter 679: Chapter 117: Look at Me, Bastard! Chapter 679: Chapter 117: Look at Me, Bastard! Meanwhile, behind the Thessaly Camp, in a densely forested area filled with the scent of wine.


    ��Splash~��


    Accompanied by a crisp splashing sound, a wide-mouthed cup-shaped pool filled with crimson wine swayed with blood-like ripples, when a flippant blonde youth first frantically groped his body, then his face lit up with surprise.


    ��I��m not dead?��


    ��You were...��


    ��Ah?��


    ��But you��ve come back to life.��


    With an indifferent reply, a white-haired youth in a black cloak emerged from the shadows of the dense forest.


    ...


    Jason in the pool saw the face of the newcomer and his expression was immediately taken over by astonishment.


    ��Asclepius? You��re still alive, too!��


    ��Like you, I��ve died once.��


    ��Wait a moment, I��m a bit confused, what��s going on?��


    Jason rubbed his somewhat groggy head, asking in bewilderment.


    ��Look around you...�� the Medicine God replied irritably, his voice tinged with impatience as if he had given this explanation more than once.


    Jason followed the direction the Medicine God was pointing and glanced at the walls of the pool. He saw that they were inscribed with lines of Hermes Script prayer, and he began to recite the content unconsciously.


    ��The faded, the aged, the decayed, all summoned back by me...��


    ��Entrusted to me, taught by me, obey me...��


    ��Bound by the oath of my incarnation, I shall pity these sorrowful spirits...��


    After reading, Jason was still somewhat clueless and continued to ask in confusion.


    ��What is this?��


    ��The resurrection secret ceremony of the Dionysian Sect.��


    The Medicine God replied expressionlessly, as if he were a machine chanting lines.


    Upon hearing this, Jason��s groggy head cleared a bit.


    He was aware of the Dionysian Sect, a mortal faction that worshiped Dionysus, the god of Resurrection from Death, who was also known as one of the aliases of the Shepherd of the Temporal World in War God Mountain.


    Realizing this, Jason had an epiphany.


    ��Is this a blessing from that great person?��


    ��Yes, do you remember the Divine Wine that the Argo Expeditionary Army drank together before setting out?��


    The Medicine God began to explain the whole story.


    ��It seemed to have been mixed with the Divine Blood of the Great God and my latest semi-finished elixir of immortality. If we were to die and our bodies to collapse, the elixir of immortality would briefly ensure that our spirits didn��t extinguish. The blessings and secret ceremony here then would call our spirits back through the Divine Blood��s positioning, and finally, allow us to return to the flesh and revive here.��


    After understanding the story, Jason looked down at the crimson pool water beneath him and was utterly amazed.


    ��All that we drank, and all of this, it��s all Divine Blood?��


    ��Correct.��


    The Medicine God nodded and mused quietly.


    ��Just as that Great God said, ��Our blood is thicker than water, our bloodline is connected,�� he not only said it but also achieved it. Before his death, he would do everything in his power to preserve everyone��s life.��


    ��The battle is imminent, he spared no expense of his Divine Blood to construct this secret ceremony here, to save the lives of us fifty. It��s indeed worth dying and reviving again to be associated with such a person!��


    Jason looked toward the city outskirts where a towering golden flame blazed, the admiration in his eyes fierce and brilliant.


    The Medicine God waved his hand, cutting off Jason��s musings, and asked seriously, ��Alright, report on the military situation now. Have Hercules and the others reached the Titan Temple?��


    Jason shook his head, answering honestly, ��I don��t know. When we separated, the team still had a third of the journey left.��


    The Medicine God looked at Jason in surprise, ��You died before reaching the destination?��


    That wasn��t supposed to happen, wasn��t this fellow always the fastest to flee, the luckiest of them all?


    ��I had no choice, the situation was dire at the time, and Hercules had lost control of his emotions. After I slapped him and woke him up, I stayed behind with Telamon and Admetos to cover the rear,�� Jason relayed reluctantly, but there was an undeniable pride between his words.


    Hearing the braggadocio, the Medicine God rolled his eyes.


    ��Alright, alright, I get it, you��re amazing. Now get dressed and come out!��


    ��Eh?��


    ��What eh? The Great Temple is in urgent need, we need hands to help! You think just because you��ve died once you can start slacking?��


    As he threw the clothes and armor to Jason, the Medicine God pointed toward the glowing specks coalescing inside the pool, his tone tinged with annoyance.


    ��Besides, there are so many others queued up behind you waiting for their turn to be fleshed, don��t hog the spot!��


    Upon hearing this, Jason hurriedly climbed out of the Sacred Pool, donned his clothes and armor, grabbed the weapons prepared by the Medicine God, and sprinted toward the Great Temple.


    And on the way, he discovered with amazement that both his Divine Power and his senses had significantly increased.


    It seemed that after experiencing revival from death, he had also received a portion of Divine Grace.


    What if he died once more?


    ��You underworld bastards, look over here, your grandpa Jason is back!��


    With eyes shining, Jason carrying his Round Shield and dagger, shouted loudly as he rushed towards the Magic Beasts and giants in the sacrificial grounds.


    The Medicine God shook his head and continued to wait by the glowing Sacred Pool, ready to fish out a hero with a clear account of the battles below.


    Meanwhile, outside Thessaly City.


    Seeing the Magic Beasts and giants rushing into the city but being halted outside the Great Temple, unable to advance an inch further, Kronos was furious.


    ��Worthless! They��re all worthless!��


    His ten arms flailed rapidly, smashing all around; hundreds of Magic Beasts and giants exploded into clouds of blood mist amid the shockwaves of Space Authority.


    After briefly venting the rage in his heart, Kronos��s blood-red eyes glared hatefully at Dionysus Luo En, his hatred magnified to its limits.

 Chapter 680 680 117 Look at Me, Bastard_2

    ?Chapter 680: Chapter 117 Look at Me, Bastard!_2 Chapter 680: Chapter 117 Look at Me, Bastard!_2 Reinforcing the Titan Temple, unable to disengage;


    Advancing on Thessaly City, obstructed ahead;


    It seems the only way to break through now is to kill this troublesome brat.


    Moreover, he is just a Chief God, this state of simultaneously exerting twelve kinds of authority seems unsustainable.


    ��Kid, you brought this on yourself, die!��


    Kronos looked at the incarnations of authority behind Luo En, which began to flicker unstably, and immediately stirred up all the divine power within him, charging forward with a fierce expression.


    At the same time, the nine dominated Titan Main Gods also abandoned their opponents and converged toward this location.


    ��They must not escape!��


    Hera clenched her teeth and roared, forsaking the advantage of the Archer��s long-range attack, transforming into a fierce thunderbolt and crashing directly into the couple, the River God Occhanos and the Ocean Goddess Thetis.


    ...


    ��Thinking of leaving? Stay behind!��


    For a time, the other Chief Gods also followed suit, doing their utmost to stop the other Titan Main Gods trying to converge with Kronos.


    The clashing authorities collided with each other, the entangled Ether Light Flow perforated the surroundings, turning the already battered battlefield into a semblance of Hell.


    The deities and human alliance of Thessaly could not intervene, only managing to hold their ground near the broken walls, cooperating with the Argo Heroes who had revived from the Sacred Pool, blocking the magic beasts and giants from all directions, striving to maintain the Sacred Flame burning within the Great Temple.


    The battle of the giants, now entering a thoroughly intense phase.


    And the duel between Commander Luo En and Divine King Kronos became the core of the entire war.


    ��Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!��


    The sweeping spear blade and the pounding heavy fists fiercely collided, the golden flames and scarlet authority continuously clashed, the two great gods enveloped in surging Ether Light Flow discarded complicated combat techniques, like two wild beasts engaging in a pure and fierce struggle.


    How much longer? How much more...


    Luo En mechanically swung the Gun of Nation Creation, striving to keep up with Kronos�� pace.


    Divine blood spurted, muscles tore, bones broke; his body went through repeated destruction and rebirth amidst the fierce battle.


    Just a little while longer, hold on a little while longer...


    His movements had already become deformed, his consciousness gradually blurring, pupils losing focus, his body simply fighting on instinct.


    Phanes�� incarnation was long incapable of maintenance, for this had already far surpassed the limit of one hour.


    But it seemed both Luo En and the other nine Chief Gods had forgotten this fact.


    The battle, still ongoing!


    ~~


    ��Bang!��


    In the pitch-black underground, a towering figure was sent flying back, crashing heavily into the Titan Temple, causing the Divine Emblem��s red light to violently shake.


    ��We won, we won...��


    Hercules trembled as he turned back, wanting to share this good news with his comrades.


    But behind him, there was already no one left.


    Thousands of magic beasts and giants surged like a tide through the gap leading to the Temple, heading straight for that last standing figure.


    Hercules, unafraid and unangry, reached down to pick up a half-broken Nameless Axe Sword from the ground, gazing at the Divine Tower surrounded by nine Titan Temples, raising the dusky blade high above his head.


    Boiling scarlet divine energy converged within the broken sword, like twisting, shrieking snakes.


    As the divine intent climbed to its peak, Hercules, about to be swamped by the tide of magical creatures, suddenly opened his eyes wide and let out a thunderous roar.


    ��Shoot down��a hundred heads!!!��


    The dragon-like, snake-like divine energy broke through the weak defenses of the nine Titan Temples, colliding directly with the central Divine Tower, bursting forth a dazzling aurora in the profound darkness.


    ��Boom!!!��


    ~~


    ��Boom!!!��


    The massive figure, like a pillar holding up the sky, crashed to the ground, and the crimson halo formed by ten Divine Emblems shattered bit by bit.


    ��Impossible! This cannot be!��


    Kronos, from within the deep pit, watched in disbelief as his ten arms cracked continuously, refusing to accept the reality before him.


    ��Merely ants, how can they shake my immortality! False! It��s all false!��


    The furious Divine King rose from the pit, pointing at the figure kneeling before him and roared around.


    ��Attack! All of you, attack! Kill this boy, and victory will be ours!��


    However, the nine Titan Main Gods were like puppets who had their strings cut, their movements becoming increasingly sluggish and stiff.


    The Magic Beasts and giants, who had previously fought fearlessly, seemed as if awakened from a dream, shivering all over.


    Seeing their fallen comrades scattered everywhere and the human city, ruined but still flickering with the cold light of swords and blades, the Magical Creatures retreated in panic and fled in all directions.


    At this moment, all they wanted was to flee as far away from this purgatory as possible!


    Clearly, Kronos��s Divine Throne had collapsed, and the authority he wielded had completely disintegrated.


    The deities of Thessaly, heroes, and humans stood up from the ruins, looked at their companions who had survived the calamity, and sighed with relief.


    Finally, we won.


    ��No, I haven��t lost! I have not lost yet!��


    Kronos shook his head and roared angrily; then, as if he thought of something, his bloodshot eyes gazed toward the ocean.


    ��Typhon! Yes, as long as Typhon arrives! Everything will be all right!��


    ��So, you��re waiting for it?��


    A cold voice came from the sky, the Goddess of Wisdom dressed in Golden Armor, riding Pegasus, shook a cloth bag in her hand, and a gray-white giant dragon��s skull fell at Kronos��s feet, shattering into fine gravel immediately.


    The familiar aura lingering in those remains made Kronos��s eyes widen in disbelief.


    His ally Typhon, the Demon Ancestor who had once sieged Olympus by himself, had actually been defeated.


    And, it seemed, even his consciousness was completely obliterated!


    Looking at the round-bellied offspring of Typhon behind Athena, Kronos instantly understood who was responsible for this.


    The Demon Ancestor had been completely devoured by his own monstrous offspring.


    ��Don��t worry, it��s your turn now~!��


    Athena, in the sky, smiled and raised her hand, thousands of starlights fell on the Thessaly Battlefield.


    Hades, the God of the Underworld, and Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, stood side by side, with gods of the Underworld gathering behind them like a somber army;


    The Mother of Serpents, Echidna, gently spread her tendrils, the divinity of Typhon��s offspring surged, and they gnashed their teeth in a low growl;


    The God of the Stove, Hestia, raised her cannons, followed closely by The Nine Muses and The Three Graces, along with a host of other deities;


    King Theseus of Athens drew his sword forward, and the Holy Warriors from the Sanctuary and mages from the Academy of Athens were ready to strike...


    Watching the dense, formidable enemy forces around him, Kronos staggered backward and then shook his head in rage.


    ��No, you cannot defeat me, I am the immortal ancient god! Heavenly destiny is with me!��


    ��Thunderous boom!��


    Thunder filled the sky, and the cloudy vault was shattered by brilliant blue and white arcs of light, displaying dark, crisscrossing trails of thunderbolts.


    And within the intersecting, branched arcs, the silhouette of a majestic mountain was reflected.


    The gods on the Thessaly Battlefield turned pale, a heavy shadow rising from their eyes.


    At the same time, within the star-bathed Olympus Temple, the majestic figure holding the Thunderbolt Scepter slowly opened his eyes.


    Amid them, a silvery expanse, thunder tumbling fiercely.


    ��A bunch of failures! You��ve been given so many opportunities, yet you still end up in utter defeat!��


    Zeus spoke coldly, looking down upon the Thessaly Battlefield from above the clouds, slowly standing from his Divine Throne.


    ��It seems, I must personally intervene in this terrible endgame!��

 Chapter 681 681 118 In Your Face with Ultimate Power, Accept or Not (

    ?Chapter 681: Chapter 118: In Your Face with Ultimate Power, Accept or Not? (Big Event Concludes, Ready for Slaughter) Chapter 681: Chapter 118: In Your Face with Ultimate Power, Accept or Not? (Big Event Concludes, Ready for Slaughter) ��`


    Boom!


    The thunderstorm in the sky became even denser, and the light of dull silver pierced through the sea of clouds, causing countless stars to dim.


    The gods of Thessaly felt as if a massive stone was pressing down on their chests, their breathing grew hurried, and they cursed inwardly.


    Of all times, Zeus chose to show up now, when both sides were damaged��this old fool really has no shame!


    At the same time, Kronos also sensed a chance to turn defeat into victory from the air and immediately stirred up all his divine power, bellowing fiercely.


    ��We have not lost yet! Bloodline of Cottus, follow me and slay these abominations, and the world will be yours!��


    One by one, the reinvigorated giants lifted whole oak trees ablaze and huge rocks, charging towards the gods of Thessaly on the battlefield.


    ...


    Simultaneously, hundreds of Titans emerged from the defenseless Underground Palace and, under the orders of Divine King Kronos, uprooted mountains from the Thessaly Mountain Range, piling them up to construct a Heavenly Ladder that led straight to Olympus among the stars.


    Clearly, even the Giant Spirit Clan, not known for their intellect, realized at this moment which side that thunderbolt in the sky truly supported.


    The gods on the battlefield of Thessaly cursed inwardly when they saw these giants��who had once boasted of storming Olympus and overthrowing Zeus��actively assisting the Heavenly Destiny Divine King in joining the fray.


    ��What are you standing around for? Take them down!��


    Ares, God of War, felled the God of Radiance, Hyperion, who had lost his connection, and charged into the thickest cluster of giants with his chariot. His golden shield shone with a fire-like brilliance, scattering the Giant Spirit Clan in disarray. The speeding chariot ground the wailing wounded in its path into a spray of flesh and blood.


    With the collapse of the Titan Temple, the protection granted by the Divine Emblem to the giants was no longer there; they had not only lost their coveted immortality, but their divine power and divinity were also greatly diminished.


    And so, Ares rampaging through was like striking into an unguarded realm.


    Watching the chariot race towards the ��Heavenly Body,�� the gods smacked their foreheads, as if waking from a dream.


    That��s right, just finish them off!


    If they could clear out all these giants before His Majesty the King of Gods made his entrance, there would be no grounds for him to make a scene.


    Moreover, if His Majesty the King of Gods truly intended to turn hostile and join forces with the giants, these rabble needed to be dealt with sooner!


    With their thoughts clear, the gods cast aside any fear and awe they had for His Majesty the King of Gods and charged towards the remnants of the Giant Spirit Clan and their unfinished ��Heavenly Body�� with clenched teeth.


    Likewise, the human and heroic Alliance followed suit.


    Amongst the crowd, a group of fifty stood out, maneuvering with ease��each strike claimed the life of a giant with little effort.


    Soon, more and more people recognized that this shining group was none other than the Argo Expeditionary Army, who had ventured deep into the Underground Palace and achieved a monumental feat.


    With blessings from the God of Wine, they had been resurrected in glory after their heroic deaths, and their divinity, divine power, and even their Sacred Robes had undergone a qualitative transformation.


    Though not completely free from mortal flesh, they were like The God Among Men!


    ��Kill!��


    Hercules, leading the charge, drew his longbow and landed a shot right onto Kronos��s face, causing the Titan King orchestrating from the mountaintop to fall backward into the valley.


    The construction of the ��Heavenly Ladder�� stumbled momentarily, due to the loss of Kronos��s coordination.


    But soon after, several thunderbolts shot down from the sky, like a giant arm of dull silver reaching out from the clouds, extending toward the ��Heavenly Ladder�� that was about to touch the stars.


    The gods could do nothing but watch helplessly as the sorrowful thunderbolts continued to fall.


    ��`


    ��`


    ��Boom!��


    A black iron rod suddenly flew through the air like an arrow released from a bowstring, cutting the entire ��Heavenly Ladder�� in half at the waist.


    Pieces of broken stone and burning timber fell everywhere, smashing dozens of Giant Spirits who were building the ��Heavenly Ladder,�� causing their brains to burst and killing them instantly on the spot.


    At the same time, the arm of lightning hanging down from the sky retracted sharply as if it had touched a sharp spike.


    Amidst the shocked and questioning gazes of the gods, three goddesses draped in black veils, graceful in form, descended from the clouds into the battlefield. Each waving a black mace, they knocked several Giant Spirits that had surrounded them to the ground.


    ��Whose subordinates are you, to be so brave?��


    Ares, God of War, thrilled by the entrance of the three valiant goddesses, drove his chariot forward to ask.


    However, as the breeze blew past, he saw the three identical, icy faces behind the black veils and his heart abruptly stopped.


    The same shock resonated in the hearts of the gods of Thessaly.


    For they all had seen the owners of these three faces before.


    �� The Chaos of Olympus, The Three Fates!


    They had actually stepped out of the Temple of Fate and came personally to the Battlefield of Thessaly.


    At this moment, Ares, who was facing The Three Fates, was somewhat tearful without tears.


    Fighting is just fighting; why bother saying anything extra?


    Unexpectedly, upon hearing the question, the three goddesses frowned and actually gave a solemn answer,


    ��We are called the Moirai, daughters of the Goddess of Justice Themis...��


    At this moment, Luo En, upon hearing the ��self-introduction�� of The Three Fates, spread a relieved smile across his face.


    The Moirai sisters! It was indeed them; it seems my gamble paid off!


    Like other deities in Greece, The Three Fates also have more than one origin.


    Some believe they are the daughters of the Night Goddess Nyx or incarnations of the Goddess of Inevitability Ananke;


    Others believe that fate originated from the order of the world, daughters of the rule and justice Goddess Themis, and also known by another name as the Moirai sisters.


    Originally, Luo En had taken this into consideration, which is why he chose to have Themis replace him on a visit to the Temple of Fate to persuade The Three Fates to enter the field.


    The final result did not let him down, his good friend had actually managed to bring The Three Fates into the fray.


    Of course, strictly speaking, their current identity is as the Moirai sisters, the ��daughters�� of the Goddess of Justice Themis, not as The Three Fates.


    After all, warm justice will pity the weak, but lofty fate will not easily change for the creation or destruction of mortal life.


    Their choice to appear under the name of Themis��s daughters was significant in this regard.


    But as far as that someone in Olympus is concerned, what difference does it make?


    Luo En smirked cunningly, spear in hand, and charged into the enemy ranks, warmly and familiarly approaching The Three Fates to escort and protect them.


    Soon, the quick-witted Athena and Thetis each called on gods and humans to follow suit, launching an all-out attack on the chaotic Giant Spirit Clan.


    ��`


    And with the departure of The Three Fates, Zeus withdrew to the Great Temple, and the battle took on a one-sided nature.


    The fallen nine Titan Gods and their high-order Giant Spirit hosts were successively defeated by the chief gods of Olympus.


    The only two remaining high-order Giant Spirits, following behind Divine King Kronos, zigzagged in a desperate attempt to escape the battlefield.


    But they were repeatedly blocked by the surrounding dense crowd of deities, who deliberately drove them towards a specific location.


    ��Bang!��


    Finally, three raised maces fell with precision and power on the heads of Divine King Kronos and the last two high-order Giant Spirits of the Cottus clan, smashing the blood and flesh of the evil beings, and bringing an end to this battle of the Giant Spirits.


    Following The Three Fates, Luo En looked towards Athena, who was amidst the Pantheon of Gods on the opposing side. Their eyes met, exchanging knowing and relieved glances.


    Well done!


    Each of The Three Fates hammered down one, now in Zeus��s eyes, they were undoubtedly accomplices.


    As the battle of the Giant Spirits came to a close, Luo En looked around but could not find the person who should have appeared. His heart tensed, and he turned to The Three Fates beside him.


    ��Where is Themis? Why hasn��t she come?��


    ��She lost her Divine Core...��


    ��??!��


    ��She needs to recuperate in the Temple of Fate for a while.��


    ��...Well, that��s a relief. That��s a relief...��


    After hearing the full explanation, Luo En��s nearly bursting heart finally settled.


    Thankfully, it was just the loss of the Divine Core, not death.


    Otherwise, he really wouldn��t know how to face this outcome.


    But how did a trip to the Temple of Fate as an envoy end up with losing one��s own Divine Core?


    Luo En glanced at The Three Fates beside him, stroking his chin thoughtfully.


    Could it be that The Three Fates becoming the Moira sisters was related to this?


    In fact, the answer was just as he suspected:


    The lofty Fate does not pity the weak, but the sacrifice of [Justice] infused them with a touch of warmth.


    When the sacrifices of the gods and humans exceed the [Decree], [Fate] does not mind maintaining [Order] with the face of [Justice].


    With his thoughts cleared in his mind, Luo En fully relaxed, he ascended to the highest point among the rubble, facing the battlefield where the smoke had not yet cleared, and loudly proclaimed:


    ��My friends, congratulations on your hard-fought final victory! This is a glorious war! An epic saga! All lives that took part in this war and earned their merits will never be associated with cowardice and baseness. Therefore, no matter the race, bloodline, or birth, you should all bear one common name!��


    The deities, Divine Monsters, heroes, and humans on the field, hearing the call, looked up in unison, turning their gaze towards the commander who had led them to victory and glory.


    At this moment, dawn had arrived.


    Bathed in sunlight, the God of Wine looked up at the stars and thunderbolts disappearing in the sky, his lips curving into a playful smile as he slowly spoke.


    ����People of Olympus! You are the glorious People of Olympus!��


    The honored participants responded to these words with cheers and raised arms.


    ��Olympus!��


    ��Olympus!��


    ��Olympus!��


    In the soaring voices, Athena, known for her wisdom, was the first to understand the hidden meaning and couldn��t help but roll her eyes at the mischief-maker above the ruins.


    The People of Olympus, the guardians of the Divine Business of Olympus, the brave ones untainted by cowardice or baseness...


    So, whoever didn��t show up, would be put in an awkward spot.


    This was almost like pointing directly at the nose of His Majesty the King of Gods and scolding him.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the Olympus Temple.


    ��Bang!��


    Desk items and miscellaneous objects were violently swept off and rolled down the steps, into the center of the vast and silent hall.


    ��Traitors! They��re all traitors!��


    Zeus, seated on his Divine Throne, his body pulsating with thunderbolts, his originally handsome features nearly contorted with rage, his eyes looking down on the Thessaly Battlefield were gradually filled with web-like blood vessels.


    War God Mountain had betrayed him; it was expected.


    Thessaly had defected; of little significance.


    Hermes and Ares had turned; it was just acting with the tide.


    Hercules and Perseus had betrayed; it was their sentimentality that made them weak.


    But how could even Hades, that fool, also have a change of heart and plot with War God Mountain, leading the deities of Hades?


    And in the end, even The Three Fates had joined the fray.


    He was, after all, the King of Gods! He was the Heavenly Destiny!


    ��Those three bitches are truly unreliable!��


    Furious, Zeus smashed the bronze desk in front of him with a punch, his bloodshot eyes flickering with unfathomable darkness.


    ��Bring Eris to me!��


    ��As you command, Father God.��


    A seductive voice rose in the darkness; a red and black mire coalesced into a perfect form and then shot out of the Great Temple as a beam of light.


    Zeus watched the figure leaving Olympus, his face somber as he murmured to himself.


    ��This was all forced by you!��

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    ?Chapter 682: Chapter 119: The Value of the War God Mountain��s Top Card Chapter 682: Chapter 119: The Value of the War God Mountain��s Top Card Several months later, Athens.


    The port was lined with ships of all sizes, anchored, as fierce winds from the Aegean Sea whipped up the creased surface of the water into surging waves.


    Boom, boom, boom...


    The sky was overcast with dense clouds, and the oppressive rumble of muffled thunder occasionally emanated from the hanging mists, casting a gloomy pall over the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula.


    This damned weather looks like it��s going to keep us from going out to sea again today.


    A fisherman with somewhat graying hair but a robust figure reluctantly lowered the canvas sail, secured the ropes, and then walked ashore. He leaned back against the statue of the Goddess of Victory, her golden wings poised as if to take flight, his drifting thoughts inevitably turning to bygone days.


    These days, the life of a mortal is challenging.


    ...


    You have to watch out for Magic Beasts on land, storms at sea, and be wary of divine punishment...


    Even as someone who belongs to the city-building nobility with Divine Blood, you must be cautious with your words and deeds, lest you unwittingly displease some vindictive deity, whose inflicted disasters can cause enough trouble to leave everyone in the city-state reeling.


    If you��re not careful, even the snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the city will suffer alongside you.


    But ever since the Divine War that took place on Olympus, the deities of the Upper Realm have had their powers limited, and their temperaments have gradually become more restrained. They have even become much friendlier to mortals like us to cultivate their faith.


    Because of this, mortals on earth and each city-state have enjoyed a period of peace, without having to worry about waking up each day to find a deity at their door, who for some unknown reason, may just decide to wipe out the entire population.


    In those years, as long as one was willing to work hard, even commoners like me with no special skills or noble birth could eat their fill.


    Continue to work hard and you might even save some money to send your two boys to the Academy of Athens to learn some crafts and knowledge, gradually moving into the inner city to make a living.


    And all this was thanks to the grace brought by the Wisdom Goddess Athena, Dionysus, Hestia, the Goddess of Justice Themis, and numerous other benevolent deities.


    They restricted the authority of the deities, regulated the actions of the nobles, and devised universal laws, bringing order and fairness to a world that was otherwise rotten to the core.


    But the good times didn��t last. After a few years of peace, disasters began to strike across the land.


    The tsunami in Troizen City, the Beast Tide in Arcadia, the Magical Pigs in Calydon...


    And the most ferocious of all, the Gigantes.


    During that time, it was as if we were thrown back into the dark old days, with Magic Beasts, Giants, natural disasters, and malevolent gods... threats to life could be found everywhere.


    Every breath of air was a survival from a calamity;


    Every awakening was a celebration of another day lived;


    Every time you ventured outside was a moment of parting that could be for life or death...


    Thankfully, the great ones on War God Mountain truly regarded us as people.


    They set out from Athens and pacified the Beast Disaster of Arcadia, suppressed the tsunami in Troizen City, subdued the Magical Pigs of Calydon, and then built a defense line in Thessaly, gathering heavy troops to slaughter those Gigantes that had emerged from deep within the earth clean.


    And those deities of Olympus who were worshiped and venerated by various city-states also truly underwent a transformation. They all descended on the battlefield in Thessaly, joining together to eliminate the flesh-eating Gigantes, putting an end to this prolonged natural catastrophe.


    Such beings are truly deities!


    Deities of such kind are truly worthy of our veneration and faith!


    If I need to build temples for Them or make statues, I am willing to give a few more coins to the fundraising priests �C what��s that to me but tossing a few extra nets out at sea?


    After all, what is a little extra physical effort compared to those deities and heroes who fought and risked their lives on the battlefield?


    The old fisherman tapped on the marble pedestal he sat upon and a hint of pride flickered across his weathered face.


    Speaking of which, the stone for the statue of the Goddess of Victory, Nike, was one he had hauled from the mountains overnight.


    What��s more, his two sons, who had studied at the Academy of Athens, had both participated in the Divine War in Thessaly and had each been awarded a medal called ��Olympians.��


    Thinking about this, he looked up to the sky where lightning flashed and couldn��t help but spit contemptuously.


    Pff, damn Olympus!


    They let the Gigantes blockade their doorstep, too scared to show their faces, only cowering in the sky �C what sort of Divine King is that?


    It��s outrageous that He still enjoys the most offerings during the Great Sacrifices every year!


    As the old man was inwardly sneering, the trees on a distant mountaintop shook and flocks of birds took to the sky in alarm.


    A colossal marble demi-statue, clutching a Thunderbolt in its hand and seated upon a throne, was toppled by hundreds of people using ropes and levers, crashing heavily into the waves at the foot of the cliffs.


    Hearing the faint sounds of cheering from the mountain, the old man sitting on the stone pedestal couldn��t help but break into a smile.


    Yes, that��s exactly what they should do!


    What��s the use of having such an eyesore on the mountain? If anything should be displayed, it should be our Goddess and the great God of Wine!


    In high spirits, the old man stood up and went home, ready to pick up a pickaxe and head into the mountain.


    Since I can��t go out fishing today anyway, I might as well collect a couple of fine marble slabs to later offer to the priests in the city.


    After all, the new gods will surely have use for these statues.


    If I��m lucky, those priests will pay a handsome fee, which is much more than what I could earn from fishing.


    The old man, with a wily and mercenary expression characteristic of the common folk, shouldered his stone-picking tools and left the house.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, atop War God Mountain.


    The radiant Artemis, with a beast skin belt tied round her waist, emerged from behind a door, stretching leisurely and tossing a couple of bones through the Magic Circle Diagram.

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    ?Chapter 683: Chapter 119: The Value of the War God Mountain��s Top Card_2 Chapter 683: Chapter 119: The Value of the War God Mountain��s Top Card_2 A plump and sturdy Golden Hound came trotting over, guided by the scent.


    The Goddess of the Hunt contentedly ruffled its head and then took out her Bow and Arrows, drew a few characters in Hermes Script with her finger, and summoned back two Golden-Horned Deer leisurely munching on tender leaves behind the hill. Along with the Golden Hound, busy gnawing on bones, she leapt onto her beloved chariot and soared off to the hunting grounds of the Arcadian Mountains, to indulge in the entertainment that followed her main meal.


    As the silvery light vanished into the horizon, two cautious figures finally dared to emerge from around the corner of the corridor. They tiptoed their way to the door and quietly slipped inside.


    At that moment, the room was in complete disarray��tables, chairs, and benches were broken into pieces. The floor, ceiling, and walls were covered with frightening scratches, bite marks, trampling, and impact marks. Everything was a mess as though it had been a battlefield. A strange scent, a mix of flowers and wine, permeated the air.


    On the full-metal bed, its Mountain Copper decorative headposts twisted violently into spirals, lay a young male deity with slightly sunken eye sockets and hair in wild disarray. He slumped at the head of the bed, spread out in the shape of a ��̫�� character, not moving for a long time, like a piece of dried-up grass devoid of moisture, gazing sadly at the ceiling.


    Since the battle of Thessaly, he had been tossed around by various formidable women in succession for three straight months.


    Sometimes it was a solo venture, at other times, a group activity;


    Sometimes it was a quick encounter, other times a scripted play;


    Sometimes it followed a traditional route, while sometimes it featured rough and tumble;


    To make matters worse, some had even resorted to props and Magic Potion...


    ...


    With such intense confrontations, Luo En felt more exhausted than after fighting two battles of Thessaly; his fine wine of self, squeezed nearly dry to dregs.


    When would this life end?


    Luo En pressed his waist, which seemed to be whining faintly, and turned to look at the two delicate figures who had entered. A dry smile squeezed onto his face.


    ��Anna, little Medea, what brings you two here?��


    ��You haven��t eaten for days, we��ve brought some food for you...��


    ��We just made it.��


    The two youngsters with purple hair exchanged glances. While responding, they carried the food box to the bedside.


    Hearing these warm words, Luo En was nearly moved to tears.


    Those insatiable nymphomaniacs could surely learn from this genuine tenderness and care. They were only concerned with whether he had eaten, not bothering whether he was still hungry.


    ��What did you bring today? Let me see...��


    Luo En was smiling as he opened the food box, but his voice stopped abruptly as soon as his eyes scanned over the contents of the pots and jars and the various roots and herbs floating inside. He silently closed the lid.


    Seeing this, Medea couldn��t help but urge, ��Eat, why don��t you eat?��


    ��Yes, while it��s hot,�� Medusa whispered in agreement, looking just as eager.


    Luo En��s eyelid twitched as he gazed solemnly at the two caring little comforts in front of him:


    ��What��s in the ingredients?��


    ��Some tonics...��


    ��For nourishing the body...��


    Medea and Medusa replied earnestly, their concern apparent.


    Luo En��s eyes flickered with skepticism as he pushed the food box back with a fake smile.


    ��No need for tonics, I��m quite well! If there��s nothing else, I��ll be leaving now.��


    With that, he leaped from the bed and made for the door.


    But before he had taken more than a few steps, Medusa became agitated and quickly moved to block him.


    ��You can��t go!��


    ��Why not?��


    Luo En looked at them puzzled, without pausing his steps.


    In desperation, little Medea blurted out.


    ��Because we paid money!��


    ��Ah?��


    Luo En froze on the spot at this unexpected answer. He then smiled slyly and asked,


    ��What money?��


    Little Medea, realizing her slip of tongue, guiltily averted her gaze, as if she hadn��t heard a thing.


    Unperturbed, Luo En turned his beaming smile to Medusa.


    ��Anna, you��ve always been the obedient one, never lied to me before. Come on, what��s going on?��


    Eventually, under Luo En��s relentless psychological coercion, the morally inclined Medusa surrendered and confessed the truth,


    ��Yes, it��s the money to schedule you...��


    As Medusa stuttered out the whole affair, Luo En��s face turned from white to blue, from blue to black, and from black to green, his hand holding the teacup trembling slightly.


    He now seemed to understand why, whenever he tried to leave in the past three months, old lovers from all over would block him on his way out.


    It turns out someone had sold him out!


    Indeed, this wasn��t just a figure of speech, but literally.


    On War God Mountain, there existed a nefarious force that monitored his every move, pinpointed his available times, and secretly auctioned these time slots. Based on the highest bidder, they arranged services for him.


    They even hired third-rate Athenian playwrights to craft various scenarios for favorites to choose from.


    No wonder his schedule for the last three months from dawn to dusk was always so packed...


    No wonder scenarios involving imprisonment, ample bosoms, and outrageous comic plotlines were rampant around him...


    Secret bidding, queue reservations, paid services...


    From another perspective, wasn��t this basically a courtesan in a brothel, forced to put on a smile for customers from all directions?


    So, what about him? Was he War God Mountain��s top courtesan?


    Coming to this realization, Luo En��s face was etched with dark lines, and he asked ominously,


    ��Who did this?��

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    ?Chapter 684: Chapter 119: The Value of the War God Mountain��s Top Card_3 Chapter 684: Chapter 119: The Value of the War God Mountain��s Top Card_3 Medusa and Medea both shook their heads in unison, appearing deeply secretive.


    Luo En, seeing this, immediately straightened his face, looking utterly disappointed.


    ��You��re not telling? Then I have no choice but to inform the Mother of Serpents and the King of Colchis...��


    Upon hearing this, the two little ones instantly shrank their necks.


    The tactic of mentioning the parents, both universally and historically, possesses considerable destructive power.


    Watching the victims march dramatically towards the exit, the two little ones, still embarrassed, reluctantly admitted defeat.


    Medea carefully divulged the mastermind, ��It was, it was auntie...��


    ...


    Luo En, hearing the answer, felt a twinge of suspicion in his heart.


    ��When did she start this business?��


    ��Auntie has recently become obsessed with Alchemy, which is quite expensive. But the academy refuses to fund her since she blew up several labs, so she turned her attention to you.��


    Medea quietly revealed the motive of the mastermind and then added,


    ��Moreover, she said that having taken care of you for so long, it was time to collect some interest.��


    ��So, she��s not selling cupcakes anymore, instead she��s selling me?��


    Luo En turned dark, but was quickly filled with even more doubts.


    ��That doesn��t make sense though, how would she know my daily schedule and movements?��


    ��It was elder sister and second sister...��


    On the other side, Medusa cautiously raised her hand, soon after completing the explanation of the entire criminal chain.


    ��Since they��ve consumed quite a bit of Typhon��s flesh, their authority over beasts has greatly increased. Now, all the Magic Beasts and pets on the mountain listen to them. They know every detail of when you leave the house and who comes and goes.��


    ��So that��s the story, pretty professional.��


    Luo En mused thoughtfully and nodded, then looked towards the two new culprits of the day and asked with a smile,


    ��So, how much did you two spend?��


    ��Fifty high-ranking Magic Guidebooks, seventy gemstones, and a hundred pounds of Mithril...��


    ��Three thousand Golden Zeus, three hundred pounds of Mountain Copper, and over a hundred Demon Cores of Typhon��s Offspring...��


    The two little ones, hanging their heads, replied dejectedly.


    ��Hiss~~�� Luo En gasped in astonishment, looking at the two who had spent generously, ��Just for this trivial matter, you two spent so much? That amount could buy a small city-state!��


    Seemingly reminded of a sad affair, Medea and Medusa looked up at Luo En, their expressions even more gloomy.


    ��You��re too expensive. Hera, Artemis, and several others who frequently visit, each time they climb War God Mountain they bring several carts of gemstones.��


    ��Medea and I don��t have that much money. We managed to scrape together just enough for this opportunity.��


    Hearing this, Luo En was somewhat at a loss for words, lifting his hand and delivering a smart rap on the heads of the two guilty girls, grumbling,


    ��You��ve learnt your lesson the hard way then.��


    The two little ones covered their heads, their faces turning into bitter melons.


    However, immediately after, his tone softened, ��From now on, just come directly to me, why give others money?��


    Medea and Medusa, upon hearing this, brightened up from their worries, repeatedly nodding with blushing cheeks.


    But moments later, it seemed they remembered something and their faces showed anxiety again.


    ��But, it seems like you still have another seven or eight appointments to get through.��


    ��...��


    Luo En��s gentle smile froze, then turned stormy, as he turned his head to look at Medea and Medusa, darkly inquiring,


    ��Then, where are Circe, Stheno, and Euryale right now?��


    The temperature in the room plummeted, causing Medusa and Medea to shiver in unison.


    Now, someone was really in trouble.

 Chapter 685 685 120 I Told You, I Dont Take Clients

    ?Chapter 685: Chapter 120: I Told You, I Don��t Take Clients! Chapter 685: Chapter 120: I Told You, I Don��t Take Clients! War God Mountain, inside a secluded cottage.


    Three delicate figures gathered under the light, gleefully counting the day��s earnings.


    Watching the substantial haul they had gathered today, Circe, as the organizer, joyfully began to distribute the loot on the spot.


    ��Stheno, you managed the shifts well, 300 Gold Coins for you,��


    ��Euryale, your espionage was successful, 20 gemstones for you.��


    The two Medusas eagerly took the scattered gemstones and Gold Coins placed in front of them while they waited excitedly for Circe to continue. However, she remained silent for quite some time.


    An impatient Euryale couldn��t help but ask, ��Why aren��t you distributing anymore?��


    ��It��s all distributed already,�� said Circe, blinking and serious.


    ...


    Stheno narrowed her eyes slightly and pointed to the pile of loot like a small mountain in front of Circe, ��What about these?��


    ��The rest obviously belongs to me!�� said Circe matter-of-factly, while her eyes gleamed as she pulled high-value items such as the Magic Guidebook, Mithril, and Mountain Copper towards the Magic Circle Diagram connected to her own vault.


    ��You wish!�� scoffed the two Medusas, unceremoniously grabbing Circe��s hands and simultaneously activating the Magic Circle Diagram.


    In an instant, the loot that had nearly reached the ceiling was reduced by nearly half.


    ��It��s all mine! All of it!�� Circe stamped her feet and beat her chest in anger.


    But seeing her two ��plastic best friends�� showing no signs of pausing, she gritted her teeth and increased the Magic Circle Diagram��s suction power, joining the fray to fight for the spoils.


    Finally, after a chaotic scramble, the three looked at their almost even shares and couldn��t help but curse each other��s lack of integrity in their hearts.


    Of them all, Circe was the most disgruntled, accusing her accomplices with a gloomy expression, ��I raised him! Why should you get as much as me?��


    Euryale, responsible for espionage, retorted first, ��Was it only for me? Ladon, Hydra, and the Harpies all exerted effort too.��


    ��You said it, we��ve also got a bunch of siblings to support. What��s wrong with taking a little hardship fee from you?�� added Stheno, who was in charge of planning, smiling slyly at Circe, ��And after all, what��s left is still far more than what you earn peddling little cupcakes all over the mountainside.��


    Circe, hearing this, nodded her head.


    ��That��s true...��


    As her dissatisfaction gradually faded, the Witch of the Eagle looked at the glittering pile of loot in front of her under the light, her eyes sparkled brilliantly as she couldn��t help but exclaim, ��The child really wasn��t raised in vain; he is so much more valuable than a little cupcake.��


    ��Are you content with just a bit of profit? There��s still a long way to go,�� Euryale looked contemptuously at Circe and huffed a reminder, ��I remember quite a few queens and divine blood types who haven��t bought tickets yet.��


    Stheno nodded in agreement and began to sketch out a bright future, ��No rush, as long as we work together sincerely, we��ll gradually unravel his full value.��


    Inspired by these words, Circe clenched her right fist tightly and smashed it into her left palm, her face flushing with excitement, ��Exactly, let��s expand and shine even brighter!��


    * Bang!* The tightly shut door was kicked open, and a shadow cast a long silhouette into the room.


    The three culprits dividing their loot inside the cottage trembled as they saw the sinister smile under the moonlight.


    ��I still have a pot of wheat porridge simmering in my kitchen...��


    ��I haven��t fed Hydra today...��


    ��The Harpies are taking me out for a meal...��


    One after the other, the three perpetrators found excuses and simultaneously bumped into the walls trying to escape.


    Luo En smiled with his lips curled, casually taking a half step forward.


    Instantly, the wooden structure of the cottage was covered with golden patterns, transforming into an impenetrable steel cage as the space around them sealed off.


    * Bang!*


    Caught off guard, the three criminals each banged their heads against the wall, forming large bumps, tears welling up as they clutched their buzzing heads, squatting down and wailing.


    Luo En strolled up and examined the three, smiling with a false amiability:


    ��Daring to sell me, you��ve really grown some guts.��


    Feeling the intense drop in atmosphere, the two Medusas looked at each other and simultaneously raised their hands in a certain direction, loudly declaring:


    ��It was all her doing!��


    Circe, being jointly pointed out by the two, was suddenly infuriated and ground her teeth in accusation.


    ��What do you mean it was all me? Clearly, you were also involved!��


    ��We were just helping...��


    ��Being coerced...��


    The two shameless Medusas, feigning innocence, joined forces to shift the blame onto Circe.


    ��And yet you took so much!�� Circe shouted in rage, wishing she could hammer her two plastic best friends on the spot.


    We took the benefits together; don��t think I��ll take the blame alone!


    Stheno and Euryale certainly weren��t easy targets either, rubbing their hands with sinister intentions at the side, their thieving eyes glancing towards the back of Circe��s head.


    If we knock her out, can we pin these crimes on her for sure?


    However, before the scheming trio could start their scuffle, three massive, heavy clouts struck them.


    Their heads, previously raised defiantly like fighting roosters, suddenly drooped down, and large lumps emitting white steam bulged prominently.


    ��Everyone, behave!��


    Luo En huffed, extending his hand towards the three.


    ��The stuff you earned selling me, bring it all out!��


    Faced with this formidable power, the gang could only reluctantly pull out their loot and place it in front of themselves, praying for lenient treatment.


    Yet, Luo En scanned the loot barely taller than the three of them and couldn��t help but furrow his brow.

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    ?Chapter 686: Chapter 120: I Told You, I Don��t Take Clients!_2 Chapter 686: Chapter 120: I Told You, I Don��t Take Clients!_2 ��Not right, how come there��s so little? Are you hiding something?��


    ��No more, there really is none left.��


    Circe answered with a mournful face and promptly opened the empty safe to prove it.


    ��The three of us only shared this much, see for yourself.��


    ��Wait a minute, the three of you?��


    Luo En caught the implied meaning and narrowed his eyes.


    ��Who else is involved? Tell me the truth!��


    ...


    ��It��s...��


    Circe hesitated, about to answer, but when she glanced outside the window and caught a glimpse of white feathers, she shrank back, closed her eyes, and began speaking mournfully.


    ��It was me! I did it all!��


    ��We, we are also at fault...��


    The two Medusas hanging their heads dryly took the initiative to shoulder some of the blame.


    Luo En observed the sudden change in the attitudes of Circe and the others, his eyes eerily flickering.


    Could they really manage such a large-scale black market with just their intelligence?


    Moreover, with such large operations and many incoming assets, how could it be possible to keep everyone from knowing?


    Unless there were dark forces on War God Mountain protecting and covering for them.


    Luo En slightly shifted his gaze, looked out into the pitch-black night, and immediately covered the entire house with the Authority of the Labyrinth, then began searching around Circe.


    Soon, based on his years of understanding the foolish teacher, he pulled out a crumpled booklet from under her buttocks.


    Luo En opened it to look, and his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.


    It listed various guest services during his tenure and corresponding illegal earnings.


    And the net profits were divided into four parts.


    Thirty percent was sent up the mountain to the Sanctuary, for repairs to the Great Temple and maintenance of public facilities in Athens;


    thirty percent was sent to his own mansion, for post-war reconstruction of several coastal city-states and for the internal migration of seafolk;


    thirty percent was given to Circe, Stheno, and Euryale to divide as a reward for their hard work;


    the last ten percent was confiscated to purchase ingredients, music scores, fine wines, and various casual books...


    Considering such a blatant pattern of distribution and use of funds, Luo En, by using his bum to think, would know how extensive the protection umbrella over this black industry chain must be and who all were involved.


    Or in other words, wasn��t he the public asset of War God Mountain?


    Luo En muttered darkly, collecting all the illicit money into his Magic Circle Diagram.


    The three watched as the treasure before them rapidly disappeared, their hearts aching and eyes brimming with tears.


    After painstakingly kneeling for three months of meals, all their effort turned out to be in vain.


    However, they quickly realized their miserable fate was far from over.


    Luo En flipped through the booklet and slowly started speaking,


    ��Just now you said it was all your doing, right? The total amount of illicit money includes 20,000 Gold Coins, 300 gemstone crates, 450 Magic Guidebooks, Mithril, Mountain Copper, and other precious materials... Currently, only a third has been confiscated, so when will the rest be paid back?��


    The three were dumbfounded at his words.


    Payback?


    They were just trying to scrape together some money due to their tight finances, having to bear the moods of those from War God Mountain to get that thirty percent.


    Why was it that they, who had already given away the lion��s share, had to cover the shortfall in the end?


    But the thought of giving up the mastermind surfaced in their minds, they simultaneously shook their heads, dismissing the tempting idea.


    If they dragged the top figures down, their snake scales and bird feathers wouldn��t be saved.


    At this point, they could only swallow the bitter pill and bear the blame.


    Seeing the three keeping their lips tightly sealed, determined to endure to the end, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Seventy percent that flowed out; thirty percent Athena used to construct Athens and repair the Great Temple, thirty percent Tethys used to curry favor, attracting deities of the marine system and the migration of seafolk; the last ten percent were divided among Hestia, The Three Graces, and The Nine Muses to improve their living conditions...


    So even with evidence in hand, he couldn��t confiscate the goods from those who conspired above.


    Besides, the law does not punish the majority.


    There was no need to make a big fuss; this small amount of money spent could be considered compensation for their hard work during the battle at Thessaly.


    And for his mental anguish, weren��t there three scapegoats delivered to his door?


    Luo En squinted at the three before him, his smile radiant as he pressed on.


    ��So when will the remainder of the illicit money be handed over?��


    ��No, no money...��


    The three, drained of all resources, answered weakly, their faces mournful.


    ��That��s simple,�� Luo En spoke, his expression still radiant, ��Just pay back whatever you owe.��


    Upon hearing this, they initially felt relieved, then confusion dawned on them.


    Pay back what you owe?


    And soon, seeing a certain victim leisurely pulling out a black curse whip, they saw him smiling viciously as he approached.


    ��Of course �� in flesh!��


    The three��s faces drastically changed, and in unison, they activated all their divine power and scattered.


    But at that moment windows and doors had already been sealed by runes, and like a snake python, the black curse whip entwined their ankles, dragging them into darkness.


    The sound of fabric ripping, the sorrowful wails of young girls, and the occasional painful moans of pleasure gradually filled the small house.


    Days later, bright sunlight shone through the window grills, illuminating the disheveled room,


    Two slender, petite goddesses huddled in a corner, clinging tightly to each other.

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    ?Chapter 687: Chapter 120: I Told You, I Don��t Take Clients!_3 Chapter 687: Chapter 120: I Told You, I Don��t Take Clients!_3 Even in deep sleep, they still curled up like silkworm babies cocooning themselves, with furrowed brows and undried tears hanging at the corners of their eyes.


    Their fingers, pressed against each other, seemed to be seeking comfort and support, the green and purple snake skin telling the brutal and inhumane treatment the sisters had suffered.


    Outside the bed, chaos reigned just as much, the stretched-out bird wings trembling, the elf-like pointed ears crimson as blood, and the rose-red skin revealed the lingering aftermath of unbearable conquest.


    ��You owe me three months, and this little bit isn��t enough?��


    Luo En sneered lightly, carefully untangled the purple-red snake tail wrapped around his waist, then lifted the colorful bird wings covering him, and leisurely got out of bed to pour himself a glass of honey water, quickly drinking it to replenish the fluids he had lost.


    As the crisp sound of the water echoed in the room, Luo En glanced at the female imps on the bed with tangled tails and trembling wings, a fierce smile appearing on his face.


    Awake? If you��re awake, then let��s continue!


    ...


    Want me to sit at the booth, do you? Explode my Gold Coins, will you? I have to teach you a lesson this time!


    Just as Luo En was regrouping, ready to embark on the educational path for the female imps once more, a dull knocking sound came from outside the door.


    Seeing the familiar silhouette reflected on the window lattice, Luo En frowned.


    ��Medusa? What are you doing here?��


    ��Someone wants to see you...��


    At her words, Luo En��s expression darkened.


    ��I��ve already said, I��m not receiving guests.��


    ��Uh, it��s the Twin Gods from the Netherworld...��


    Medusa cautiously answered from outside.


    Realizing he had misunderstood, Luo En coughed dryly and asked casually,


    ��The God of Death and the God of Sleep brothers, huh? What are they doing at War God Mountain?��


    ��They said they came specially to visit you, also to see ��that person��...��


    Medusa obediently repeated, emphasizing certain words.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, looking at the black circular divine seal on the back of his hand, understanding hit him.


    After the battle with the giant, it seems the issue of his master staying as a guest on War God Mountain could no longer be hidden.


    Sure enough, just as the order in the Netherworld was restored, the brothers, the God of Death and the God of Sleep, showed up.


    But now, Luo En didn��t intend to continue hiding it.


    After all, the pantheon of Gods from the Netherworld had openly sided with War God Mountain during the giant��s battle and had exerted great effort in defending Athens.


    Given that they were allies in the same boat, constant caution and deception were not advisable; it was better to have an open and honest discussion about some matters.


    Quickly, Luo En made up his mind, instructing Medusa with a stern voice from outside the door,


    ��Let little Medea bring them to the sitting room to wait, I will be there shortly.��


    Then, Luo En thought for a moment, turned his head towards the bed, and spoke to Circe, the high pupil of Hecate,


    ��Get up, stop pretending to sleep, and go meet your two fellow disciples with little Medea.��


    Caught red-handed, Circe grudgingly opened her eyes, and clutching her swollen buttocks, carefully complained,


    ��My buttocks hurt, can I not go?��


    ��Ten days off your punishment, plus three doses of basic materials for Alchemy experiments.��


    ��Deal!��


    Upon hearing the attractive offer, Circe immediately perked up, sprang up, applied a Healing Spell to herself, got dressed, and rushed out the door.


    This silly bird, so easily satisfied.


    Luo En watched as Circe, clutching her buttocks, disappeared and chuckled to himself, then stood up, stepped out of the room, and walked deeper into War God Mountain.


    Before the formal meeting, he needed to ��invite�� his dear master out of hiding.

 Chapter 688 688 121 Are We All Just a Part of Your Play

    ?Chapter 688: Chapter 121 Are We All Just a Part of Your Play? Chapter 688: Chapter 121 Are We All Just a Part of Your Play? Half an hour later, at the War God Mountain meeting hall,


    The God of Death and the God of Sleep, two brothers eagerly waiting, finally received a formal invitation to meet, so they stood up under the guidance of Circe and Medea and came to the inner council hall.


    As soon as they entered, the stunningly beautiful visage of a beauty dazzling to all creatures caught the brothers�� eyes.


    She was a calamitously beautiful woman clad in an elegant black gown that gracefully flowed down to her feet, radiating a mysterious charm.


    Her pristine feet were naked, resting in Greek-style sandals, each of her slender, lustrous toes adorned with a delicate gold ring.


    Undoubtedly, the lady��s feet were petite and exquisite. The arches slightly raised, her skin so fair it seemed to shame frost and snow, the veins delicately noticeable as if the feet were carved from fine jade��truly a God-sent blessing for those obsessed with feet, irresistible to hold in one��s hands and cherish.


    Meanwhile, cascades of pale purple hair tumbled over her shoulders, suggesting a lazy and leisurely demeanor. The pointed ears peeking through the strands of her hair revealed her unique identity.


    Her movements were elegant and composed, making her seem like a dignified goddess, yet the enchantress-like charisma that captivated souls also unfurled in an invisible aura around her.


    ...


    In short, she was an eternally effortless woman, elegant yet alluring, shrouded in the mystery of the night, forever unpredictable in her actions.


    The God of Death and the God of Sleep glanced from afar and then quickly bowed their heads, humbly performing a salute.


    ��Mother Goddess...��


    ��Have you arrived? Don��t be shy, come sit down and eat. It��s rare to taste the culinary skills of the God of Stove.��


    Hecate smiled warmly, gesturing for the God of Death and the God of Sleep to sit down, before she dipped her head to relish the rich assortment of snacks and dishes on the table.


    Eating rather quickly, her cheeks puffed up high, resembling a greedy squirrel.


    This unintentionally revealed charm and cuteness softened the cool demeanor she usually carried, making her appear approachable and akin to a gentle, beautiful, elder sister next door.


    However, the God of Death and the God of Sleep were even more restrained, nervously seating only half of their buttocks on their chairs.


    Having served under this Queen of Hell for so many years, they were all too aware of her mischievous nature rooted in enjoying the mistreatment of others.


    The happier she appeared, the more likely someone would suffer misfortune.


    ��You two are always so serious, how boring...��


    Hecate, feeling somewhat dull seeing her two lesser deities look as terrified as if they were seeing a tiger, let her gaze wander mischievously over the passersby on War God Mountain, her interest gradually deepening.


    Is this Athens? The hub of revolutionaries ringing the bell of change?


    Indeed, the locals retain a wisdom, excitement, and pride akin to that of the Golden Humans. The diverse culture has bred a thousand faces; some empty, some good and bad, some intriguing. The more one observes, the more types one discovers, much like opening blind boxes on the street��quite fun.


    In short, the creatures named ��humans�� here particularly comfort and fascinate her, a deity.


    Despite Athens�� breathtaking architecture and scenery, its people are another kind of scenery, even more entertaining.


    It looks like to avoid boredom in the future, she��ll need to have her beloved disciple take her out more often.


    Hecate muttered to herself while continuing to take an interested look at the ��scenery�� outside the window.


    Though her eyes, resembling amethysts, overflowed with a benign smile, underneath was a playful emotion akin to humans observing lab rats.


    That detached and transcendent manner, as if standing apart from worldly rules to objectively view everything, whether due to a sage��s calm and cool demeanor or the arrogance seeded in divine authority, was a matter of perspective.


    ��The main dish is here, Master, please eat more.��


    A gentle voice entered her ears, and a wave of aroma spread.


    Hecate immediately ceased her observations of the pedestrian ��lab rats,�� turning her head quickly to stare at the sizzling grilled lamb chops served on a hot iron plate. Saliva crazily secreted in her mouth and her throat moved continuously to swallow, her purple eyes almost glowing, her usual cool and mysterious image completely gone.


    There was no helping it; she was too hungry.


    Centuries of confinement had left her with few good meals in the cave.


    Though deities do not age or die even without eating, they still feel hunger and thirst as time passes.


    Especially since a certain troublemaker loved to torment her by tempting her with delicious food, forcing her to submit.


    If not for the visit from the God of Death and the God of Sleep today, she might have had to sign a pile of humiliating treaties to taste this meal.


    Hecate, with a resentful glance at someone sitting beside her, her dreamy purple eyes flashing a sly flicker,


    ��My wrists hurt recently, why don��t you feed me?��


    ��Ssz~!��


    A sharp metallic tearing sound rose, and the God of Death and the God of Sleep��s hands, holding their knives, slashed the metal plates in front of them, practically stabbing through the entire table.


    ��Be careful with the food, don��t burn yourself.��


    A gentle voice came, Luo En carefully cutting the fattiest piece of the lamb chop and tenderly bringing it to Hecate��s mouth.


    The Moon Goddess also cooperated by opening her mouth and biting the juicy lamb from the fork, chewing contently.


    She looked just like a young girl in love, coquettishly appealing to her lover.

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    ?Chapter 689: Chapter 121 Are We All Just a Part of Your Play?_2 Chapter 689: Chapter 121 Are We All Just a Part of Your Play?_2 The God of Death and the God of Sleep couldn��t help but shiver, staring in astonishment and bewilderment at the two people publicly displaying their affection across from them.


    When had the two of them hooked up?


    And to such an extent already?


    Could it be that the rumor about Her Majesty the Queen being imprisoned was just that, a rumor? Was she doing this willingly?


    Noticing the strange glances from the two lesser deities, Hecate rolled her eyes displeasedly and looked back somberly.


    ��What, do you have a problem with it?��


    ��No, as long as you��re happy!��


    ...


    The two brothers immediately broke out in a cold sweat, hastily shaking their heads in denial.


    Pleased to see her influence remained even in her absence from the Netherworld, Hecate nodded in satisfaction, then pointed at the mutton juice spilling from her lips and playfully scolded the instigator by her side.


    ��Look at you, it��s all spilling out.��


    ��Sorry, I��ll be more careful next time.��


    Seeing Luo En voluntarily bowing his head, Hecate��s eyes twinkled more mischievously, and she winked slyly.


    ��Is it because your fork is too clumsy? How about...feeding me mouth-to-mouth?��


    ��Snap~~��


    Medea and Circe��s forks snapped in their hands; the two enchantresses from the same mentor raised their heads in astonishment, looking toward the legendarily aloof Witchcraft Goddess.


    Facing Hecate��s intimate request, Luo En merely smiled slightly.


    ��Open your mouth.��


    ��Ah~~��


    Hecate obediently opened her mouth, a hint of blushing anticipation crossing her face.


    Medea and Circe watched Hecate leaning back her neck in anticipation of being fed, their mental image of this Witchcraft Goddess shattered.


    Was this really the goddess they worshipped?


    How could she be so unreserved!


    At that moment, an arm reached out lightning-fast, and a bronze fork stabbed a large, long lamb chop straight into Hecate��s throat.


    ��Ugh~~��


    A sudden foreign sensation overwhelmed her; taken by surprise, Hecate��s jaw was stretched to its limits, her eyes rolling back as she flailed about like a frog being electrocuted on an experiment table, her saliva dripping continuously from the corners of her mouth.


    After a while, Hecate managed to swallow the lamb chop lodged in her throat, barely surviving the suffocation.


    ��Do you still want me to feed you? After a few more tries, I should get the hang of using my fork.�� Luo En asked with a smile, his tone extremely gentle yet chilling like a tyrant in disguise, sending shivers down the spine of everyone present.


    Hecate dryly shook her head, her smile turning slightly resentful.


    However, Luo En remained unmoved.


    Others might not understand, but having contended with this mentor of his for so long, he knew this woman��s nature all too well.


    This so-called affection was merely a compliance test; she was probing the limits of their power game, trying to see if she could gain the upper hand.


    Now that Luo En understood Hecate��s true intentions, he certainly wouldn��t always keep a pleasant expression; he wouldn��t hesitate to chastise her when necessary.


    War God Mountain and the Netherworld were in alliance, and this woman was indeed a critical link.


    But how to cooperate and who took the lead was for Luo En to decide; this was a line that must not be crossed!


    And it must be said, Hecate, having tested the waters, smartly put away her coquettish facade and smiled kindly at the God of Death and God of Sleep.


    ��You see, I��m doing very well at War God Mountain and would like to stay longer.��


    ��Good?��


    The God of Death and God of Sleep thought back to the recent physical deep-throat performance, wanted to speak, but noticing Hecate��s right hand tucked in Luo En��s arm, they immediately lowered their gaze and kept quiet.


    Maybe, they just enjoy that kind of dynamic?


    After all, the experiences of Greek deities are too extensive; perhaps these two were indeed struck by divine thunder.


    As long as they��re happy, outsiders really shouldn��t interfere.


    Considering this, the God of Death and God of Sleep set aside their distractions and asked formally:


    ��Mother Goddess, if you plan to stay at War God Mountain for a long time, who will manage Elysium in the future?��


    Hecate seemed to have anticipated this question and smiled as she answered:


    ��Let Medea do it; I quite like that child.��


    ��Me?��


    Medea was taken aback by this sudden responsibility thrust upon her, slightly overwhelmed and feeling a lack of confidence.


    ��Can I really do it?��


    ��Of course, you can!��


    Luo En reassured with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement and approval as he looked at his junior sister.


    ��Whether it��s your natural talent for witchcraft or your diligent learning, you are on par with me and Teacher Circe, and you have been personally guided by Memory Goddess Mnemosyne and Wisdom Goddess Athena. Strength-wise, you can definitely ascend to be a deity and hold a divine office. Elysium is a nice place, very suitable for you.��


    While Medea was pleased by her brother��s praise, she still felt uneasy, sneaking a glance at Luo En across from her and hesitatingly replied:


    ��But I don��t want to leave my brother...��


    Luo En, unfazed, reassured with a smile: ��Don��t worry, it��s just a position for gaining experience. Mostly, the Twin Gods and the Three Judges are responsible for the normal operations of Elysium. You don��t have to get involved all the time and stay there day and night.��


    ��Really?�� Medea��s eyes lit up, seeing the former Elysium Queen and her mentor also nodding in agreement, she set her mind at ease and nodded sweetly, ��Okay, if brother wishes it, I��ll agree.��


    Such a casual agreement caused the God of Death and the God of Sleep a sudden stomachache.


    The Queen of Elysium? A exalted divine office guiding pure spirits into the Land of Supreme Bliss, and just like that, it became part of you two playing around?

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    However, in a corner unseen by the two, Luo En and Hecate exchanged a glance, silently nodding to each other.


    In fact, those involved in this play were not two, but three.


    Nominating Medea as the new Queen of Elysium was one of the conditions for Luo En to lure Hecate out of the cave on War God Mountain.


    Although it was necessary to announce the presence of this Master at War God Mountain to dispel the doubts of Hecate��s old followers.


    Luo En had no intention of letting the tiger return to the mountain, to actually let Hecate herself return to the Netherworld.


    After all, who knows if this restless woman, once back in her lair, would turn around and stab him in the back.


    Thus, the safest method was to send a friendly signal to Hecate��s old followers in the Netherworld and slip in a mediator to handle communications.


    ...


    Medea, destined to rise to the position of Queen of Elysium in the mythological genealogy, was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.


    On one hand, she was shrewder, more reliable than the foolish Circe.


    On the other hand, her not-too-powerful strength would not cause the entirety of the Netherworld deities to feel threatened.


    In addition, the Underworld King and Queen of the Underworld were his foster parents who took great care of him...


    The Goddess of Conspiracy, Melinoe, was his foster sister, already thoroughly re-educated by him...


    Two of the Three Judges, King Minos who had a close private friendship with him and Radamanthys who took Alcmene as his new bride, the current stepfather of Hercules...


    With such solid relations, a mere call from him was enough for Medea to strut into the Netherworld for her new job, even if she was alone.


    And with a Divine Office, Medea could further break away from her mortal shell, stepping into the realm of the ageless and undying.


    To take good care of his myriad mortal lovers, Luo En had, behind the scenes, spared no effort.


    Atalanta, raised single-handedly by Artemis, was deeply favored by the Goddess of the Hunt, confidently holding sway within the Moon Temple;


    Helen, with two elder brothers as her support, also received the Golden Saint Cloth of Virgo and gained an easy employment at the Sanctuary;


    Hippolyta��s biological father was Ares, and she was also favored by Artemis, ensuring her future was without issues;


    It was just that the lineage of Aiaia, to which Medea belonged, had its great BOSS Hecate singlehandedly defeated by him, her unworthy Disciple, and the teacher Circe was unreliable.


    In both affection and reason, Luo En, as the senior disciple, must carefully plan the career future for his little apprentice sister.


    Medea may not have known about this behind-the-scenes play deal, but she genuinely felt her elder brother��s caring for her. The frustration of not being able to ��taste the wine�� after draining her little gold stash immediately disappeared, replaced by the sweetness brewing in her heart.


    At this moment, Luo En continued to fleece his Master Hecate for the sake of his little apprentice sister:


    ��Since I��m working for you, should you not present a little gift for the occasion?��


    Fully aware she could not escape this ordeal, Hecate cast a glance at a certain unworthy disciple, bit the tip of her index finger, and lightly traced a ring-shaped mark resembling a crown on Medea��s forehead.


    Having done all this, Hecate looked up at the God of Death and the God of Sleep across from her and spoke solemnly:


    ��From now on, when you see her, treat her as you would me. Whatever she commands, you follow, do you have any objections?��


    Hearing that meaningful inquiry, a chill ran down the spines of the God of Death and the God of Sleep, who quickly nodded in respect.


    ��By your command, Mother Goddess!��


    Pleased with their response, Hecate nodded in satisfaction.


    Gods who lived to their age were naturally no fools; although these two brothers were her Lesser Deities, over time they might question her authority and switch allegiance.


    Having this little girl Medea temporarily assume her role as the Queen of Elysium wouldn��t be so bad; it would allow her to maintain a presence, and by the time she had the opportunity to return to the Netherworld, this girl posed no threat to her.


    Thinking to this point, Hecate��s gaze softened as she looked at little Medea.


    ��The Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction is in your hands? Let me see.��


    ��Oh.��


    Medea nodded obediently, carefully removing the purple-curved dagger from the Magic Circle Diagram and handing it to her Master.


    Hecate��s fingertips lightly grazed the blade, and a gold-red bloodstain melded into it, a more abstruse and mystical essence flowing within.


    ��Since Melinoe couldn��t keep it herself, from now on, it��s yours. Keep it safe.��


    ��Thank you, Lady Hecate!��


    Medea, upon hearing this, joyfully took back the Divine Artifact, which was remarkably compatible with her, fondling it lovingly.


    ��Alright, enough talking, I��m tired.�� Having done all this, Hecate yawned and waved to the God of Death and the God of Sleep, ��If there��s nothing else, you two can go back now, I need to rest as well.��


    The God of Death and the God of Sleep nodded respectfully, leading Medea, who was about to go through the Netherworld employment process, as they got up and left the Great Temple.


    They had already received the information they wanted, and it was best not to ask questions that were not theirs to ask��a precious quality for exemplary subordinates.


    And as the idle Circe saw the trio departing, she enthusiastically followed them out to see them off.


    As the council chamber reverted to silence, Hecate hummed and turned her gaze to her lofty and unworthy disciple, her eyes betraying a hint of irritation and shame.


    ��So, can you undo this thing now?��


    As she spoke, ripples spread like water across the surface of the Queen of Hell, distorting and breaking in a transparent layer of air.


    What came into view was a professionally tied rope bondage, folded over at the center, looped around her neck, with knots at the collarbone, center of the chest, sternum, and pubic bone. The ropes were highlighted by faint specs of Divine Patterns, and between the ropes were standard tortoiseshell diamond-shapes, which accentuated the Witchcraft Goddess��s curved features and bound her hands behind her back.


    Upon closer inspection, the ends of these black ropes appeared to emerge from the ten rings adorning Hecate��s toes.


    Clearly, these were not mere decorations but instruments of restraint.


    And at today��s feast, she was clearly subjected to this punishing harness the whole time, kept in a humiliating posture...


    ��`

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    ?Chapter 691: Chapter 122 Walking the Dog Master Chapter 691: Chapter 122 Walking the Dog Master ��There��s no way to let my guard down around you.��


    Luo En spoke with a forced smile, showing no intention of loosening the knots.


    Even though he promised to lead Hecate out of the dungeon, he didn��t skimp on the necessary precautions.


    Moreover, his professional methods were trustworthy!


    Luo En glanced at the black ropes sunken into the Goddess��s pale skin and subconsciously licked his somewhat dry lips.


    Hecate quickly caught Luo En��s subtle action and spoke with a smile.


    ��Have you ever tried this mode? Would you like to experience it?��


    ...


    ��Forget it, I think I quite enjoy admiring it from a distance.��


    Luo En didn��t take the bait, and, with a perfunctory smile, quickly changed the subject.


    ��Master, I have a question I��d like to ask you.��


    ��Let��s hear it, but I��m in a bad mood right now, so I don��t guarantee a response.��


    Hecate hummed lazily, closed her eyes, and leaned back in her chair, displaying a dismissive demeanor.


    Luo En was unconcerned and continued thoughtfully, ��By the way, do you think the Heavenly Destiny Power gathered at War God Mountain now can surpass His Majesty the King of Gods of Olympus?��


    ��It��s hard to say...�� Hecate slowly opened her eyes, the look of indifference on her face vanished, replaced by deep contemplation, ��Those three intervened at the last moment not as ��The Three Fates�� but as ��the Moira sisters.�� Do you understand what that means?��


    Luo En pondered for a moment and gradually frowned. ��Their actions are only for ��justice,�� and ��fate�� isn��t entirely on our side?��


    ��Exactly.�� Hecate nodded, deep in thought, ��Though Themis implanted a trace of warmth in the Three Fates, since the creation of the Divine Era, countless lives and tribes have died. Such sacrifices make it hard for the Three Fates to completely turn their stance around 180 degrees, abandon Zeus, the Divine King of Heavenly Destiny, and stand with us.��


    Luo En frowned deeply upon hearing this.


    Hecate caught the expression on her disciple��s face and shifted her tone to a more comforting one.


    ��Don��t worry too much. The fact that you managed to persuade the Three Fates to intervene in the battle of the giants proves their attitude toward the Mortal World and humanity is changing. Our path of using ��chance�� to leverage ��inevitability�� is feasible. As long as you steadily continue to harness ��Heavenly Destiny,�� one day War God Mountain will pull the Three Fates into its camp.��


    Luo En shook his head, his expression still tense. ��That sounds good, but I don��t think Zeus is going to give us much time to prepare.��


    While speaking, he looked toward Mount Olympus among the stars, his expression growing progressively gloomier.


    His Majesty the King of Gods was not known for indecisiveness, always acting with swift decisiveness.


    The moment his throne felt threatened, he would instantly desire to eliminate the threat, hardly willing to wait a moment longer.


    In fact, right after a 300-year peace treaty was established, Zeus was already eagerly orchestrating his own maneuvers.


    He not only weakened Heavenly Destiny Power��s suppression of the Old Gods but also secretly extracted Typhon��s Demon Army and the Titan Giant God from Tartarus Hell, overlooking their growth in hopes they would inflict mutual destruction upon themselves and War God Mountain, so he could clean up the aftermath.


    However, under intense pressure, War God Mountain united with the New Gods, Divine Monsters, heroes, and humans, inextricably linking together, stubbornly surviving this massive battle of giants.


    The eventual intervention of the Three Fates also forced Zeus to stay out of the fray, causing his plans to completely unravel.


    Yet, this doesn��t mean His Majesty the King of Gods would simply rest and allow War God Mountain time to slowly lay out their plans in the Mortal World, achieving the shift of faith and destiny.


    Thus, he was likely to strike again before the 300 years were up.


    Moreover, due to the defection of the gods of the Netherworld and the ambiguous stance of the Three Fates, War God Mountain had already gained leverage to confront Olympus.


    Given these revealed cards, Zeus would only become more wary and cautious. If he was to act, his methods would only become more covert and ruthless.


    One can only play the thief for so long, there��s no lasting as a guard against thieves.


    Therefore, Luo En didn��t intend to sit around and wait; he too decided to prepare in advance, trying to regain the initiative and strike first if possible.


    ��If you��re thinking of a direct confrontation, I��d advise you to abandon that thought,�� Hecate perceived Luo En��s intent and advised leisurely, ��The Three Fates still maintain neutrality, and the great power of destiny remains with Zeus. As long as the order of the Age of Greek Gods remains unchanged, you almost certainly cannot win.��


    Luo En��s gaze flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke, ��What if we used a power from outside this Age of Gods?��


    Hecate was stunned upon hearing this, then her purple eyes gradually narrowed.


    A power from outside the Greek Era?


    To confront Zeus within the bounds of Greek ��Heavenly Destiny�� using a power not of this realm?


    Interesting, this was an answer she had never considered before.


    ��Perhaps, it��s feasible!�� After some deep thought, Hecate responded, then looked playfully at her interesting disciple who always brought fresh ideas, ��So, do you have a way to find power outside of ��Heavenly Destiny��?��


    ��I��m not that omnipotent, but an old friend of mine might have a way.��


    ��Who?��


    Luo En smiled without replying, lifted the rope, and then made a gesture inviting Hecate forward.

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    ?Chapter 692: Chapter 122 Walking the Dog Master_2 Chapter 692: Chapter 122 Walking the Dog Master_2 ��Master, the lookout time is over for today, we should head back.��


    Hecate, knowing that her disciple didn��t fully trust her, could only roll her eyes in frustration and curse silently in her heart.


    You little rascal, tormenting me all day long, wait until the day I turn the tables��you��ll see!


    After consoling herself, the pitiful Queen of Hell, bound and leashed, was led by her ungrateful disciple through the council hall of War God Mountain, carefully avoiding passersby and stealthily slipping towards the cave where she was imprisoned.


    Watching Hecate��s staggering step and her contorted posture of shame, Luo En tightened the rope in his hand and thought of an activity that seemed healthy for body and soul:


    ��Walking a dog...


    Well, in the future, I��m definitely taking Master out more often to get some air.


    Not for anything else, mainly just to show filial piety!


    ...


    ~~


    At night, in the Great Temple on War God Mountain.


    Athena, who was reviewing documents at her desk, heard the noise outside, stopped writing, and looked up with interest at the familiar figure striding into the temple.


    ��You��re free to visit me today? Just so you know, I don��t have much money to buy you for a night.��


    Hearing the undisguised teasing in those words, Luo En glared at Athena with a dark expression.


    ��Turning the good into a prostitute while making fun of your victim?��


    ��Alright, alright, I admit my guilt; I repent.��


    Athena raised her hands in surrender, smiling cheekily, unfazed like a pig not afraid of boiling water.


    ��However, there��s no money. I��ve invested it all in the rebuilding of Athens. As the Shepherd of the Mortal World, you should take the largest share as a sacrifice for your people.��


    ��I��m not here to collect debts tonight; I have other important matters to discuss.��


    Luo En huffed irritably, then pulled over a chair and sat across the desk, recounting the Netherworld Twin Gods�� visit that day and his conversation with Hecate, including a name he had not told Hecate.


    After listening, Athena nodded thoughtfully, ��So it��s him? This guy who loves wandering around the world might indeed come across some unusual information. If the news is true, it might just work!��


    ��Then, shall we invite him to the mountain tomorrow?�� Luo En asked with a smile.


    ��Why would he come?��


    ��Athens and Corinth are trading��how about inviting him to discuss the trade taxes and routes?��


    ��Good idea, let��s do that! Just to be safe, I will also call a few acquaintances to ensure the setting is right.�� Athena nodded repeatedly, eagerly wrote several flamboyant invitations, and placed them into bamboo tubes.


    Several white owls flapped their wings across the dense night sky and flew into the hall, grabbing the bamboo tubes thrown by Athena. They soon turned and headed towards Corinth.


    As the messenger owl took off, Luo En slightly raised his hand and closed the temple��s large door.


    Athena��s eyelid twitched, and she moved her chair back slightly, feigning casualness.


    ��Now that our business is concluded, maybe you��d like to get busy with other things?��


    ��What��s the rush? Our business is concluded, but we still have an old score to settle.��


    Luo En rose from his chair, his smile cold as he looked towards the Goddess of Wisdom retreating with her chair.


    ��Chasing after the debts to this extent, how could you not offer some compensation?��


    ��What kind of compensation do you want?�� Athena swallowed nervously, her gaze somewhat glassy.


    Luo En sneered sinisterly, ��Get down! This time I��m on top!��


    Immediately after, the sound of colliding chairs and falling documents echoed through the room as the workaholic goddess was forcibly pressed against her own desk, enduring the lashes from behind.


    The subdued moans sounded like a mournful nocturne under the night sky, plaintive and endlessly melodious, lasting until dawn.


    ~~


    The next day, the god Hermes, wearing his winged cap and sandals, holding his staff of commerce, arrived at the council hall on War God Mountain.


    As soon as he entered, the aroma of wine and the sight of a table laden with delicious dishes made Hermes��s mouth water involuntarily.


    ��Arrived? Have a seat!��


    The enthusiastic Luo En, waiting at the entrance, guided Hermes to his seat, while Athena skillfully poured drinks for the guest, both hosts exuding a warm familiarity in every gesture.


    Hermes initially felt a bit overwhelmed and nervous.


    But as the wine flowed and the courses were served, a pleasant tipsy sensation quickly made him forget that inexplicable hint of unease.


    Finally, full and content.


    Hermes finally remembered the main purpose of his trip, and proactively took out a draft of the trade document he had prepared overnight from the Magic Circle Diagram, handing it over to the two leading figures of War God Mountain.


    ��This is Corinth��s demands, you might want to take a look first.��


    However, Luo En took the document, casually setting it aside, and said with a beaming smile,


    ��Let��s not rush this, I would like to know more about the God of Wisdom Thoth and the Divine Era World he resides in.��


    Hearing this, Hermes sobered up a bit, shaking his head with a wry smile,


    ��I told everything I knew last time in Arcadia, that is all I know.��


    ��I see, that makes it a bit challenging, we really need to think this through regarding the business cooperation between Athens and Corinth.��


    Athena showed a look of regret, raising her hand to signal the end of their meeting.


    Seeing this, Hermes grew anxious and softened his tone a bit,


    ��May I boldly ask what exactly you want to know about the God of Wisdom Thoth and the Divine Era World? Perhaps I could be of help.��


    ��Greece is too small; we are looking to open new trading routes and expand our commercial territory to bring prosperity to the world!��


    Luo En proudly replied, revealing his grand ambitions.


    Such a beautifully envisioned plan undoubtedly excited Hermes.


    Linking two Divine Eras through commerce, as the god of commerce and travelers, his divine authority would certainly see a significant boost!


    But then Hermes regained his composure, his expression troubled,


    ��Finding a new Divine Era World suitable for trade means crossing the entire Sea of Chaos, and the risks involved are too great!��


    Like the Sea of Okeanos, the Sea of Chaos is divided into inner and outer sections.


    Although the inner sea, filled with ancient sea beasts and chaotic clusters, poses theoretically low danger due to the Supreme God��s immense power, allowing free access,


    the situation in the outer sea is much more complicated, with unceasing chaotic storms and unexplored areas shrouded in chaos fog.


    What��s worse, once a deity leaves their own Divine Era, their divine power is severely affected. Facing any significant trouble, even the Supreme God might not come away unscathed.


    Taking such huge risks just to establish a trading route didn��t seem worthwhile to Hermes.


    Regardless of objections, Luo En shook his head nonchalantly and looked towards Hermes with a smile,


    ��With your protection as the god of travelers, our fleet will surely reach its destination smoothly.��


    These words deepened the frown on Hermes�� brow.


    Even if they managed to establish the route after great difficulties, what then?


    A trading route through the Sea of Chaos sounded utterly useless; the immense resources and manpower required for each voyage aside, a slight misstep could mean the destruction of ships and loss of lives. He couldn��t fathom what merchandise could justify such enormous expenses and balance such great commercial risks.


    Unless they were doing business with deities from another Divine Era?


    Or perhaps, was the commerce just a fac?ade, and War God Mountain was seeking to open routes at any cost in search of a new Divine Era for some ulterior motive?


    The more Hermes thought, the more he sweated, and his gaze towards the exquisite dishes and fine wines on the table filled with a deep resentment.


    Had he known this would be no ordinary banquet, he wouldn��t have meddled in these troubled waters today.


    ��Ha ha, I suddenly remembered I have something else today, shall we talk another time?��


    Hermes replied noncommittally, smiling while carefully standing up and quietly inching towards the door.


    However, the two figures at the dining table gracefully raised their glasses, smiling amiably at the god of commerce and travelers�� retreating back.


    At that moment, as Hermes reached the door, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulder and could no longer move.


    Stiffly, he raised his head to see the imposing figures unexpectedly standing behind him, his face twisted into a smile uglier than a cry.


    ��Grandpa, Uncle, what are you doing here?��


    At the door, The Atlas Titan and the Seer Prometheus stood towering, hauling the fleeing Hermes back to his seat like picking up a chick.

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    Noticing Hera��s resentful little gaze coming his way, Luo En smiled soothingly.


    ��We��ve just assembled everyone, why the rush to leave?��


    ��Yes, indeed, it��s rare for us to gather for a family banquet, and we as elders want to take this opportunity to get closer to you,�� Prometheus said with a smile, though his burly, strong right hand was firmly placed on Hermes��s shoulder.


    On the other side, Atlas��s body also moved closer, squeezing out a warm smile for Hermes, his grandson.


    But, paired with that fierce and intimidating face, the atmosphere somehow became quite sinister.


    Hermes, looking at his two muscular Titan kin sitting to his left and right, enclosing him like stuffing in a dumpling, bemoaned his fate internally.


    ...


    Well, that settles it, there��s indeed no such thing as a good banquet.


    Moreover, there were likely even bigger pitfalls awaiting him ahead.


    At the moment, Prometheus, along with Atlas, was beaming, starting to urge him to drink more.


    ��I��ve heard that you��ve been much protective of your grandfather recently; we brothers should officially thank you since we were released from our divine punishments. Come, let��s use this chance to drink a few more,�� they insisted.


    Hermes knew he couldn��t escape and could only grimace as he drank heartily with his two Titan kin.


    Witnessing the happy family scene across from them, Luo En and Athena, who were responsible for organizing this banquet, could not help but reveal contented smiles.


    The reason for Prometheus��s resurrection hardly needed to be mentioned.


    Luo En, not sparing his divine power or divine blood, had prepared a secret ceremony for the resurrection of flesh for fifty Argo heroes before the war; for such an important ally as Prometheus, it was natural that he would not leave him without an escape route.


    That night��s conspiracy included the divine wine in the Holy Grail, which was his final assurance for Prometheus.


    However, resurrecting a Titan was way more difficult than reviving the souls of the Argo Expeditionary Army.


    Hence, although Prometheus had preserved his divine soul in self-immolation, he couldn��t make it for the final stages of the battle of the giants and only truly completed the resurrection ritual more than a month after the war.


    Atlas, The Atlas Titan, owed his survival after the war to his good brother, Prometheus.


    Considering the self-sacrifice shown by this seer, Hercules did not deal a death blow during the battle at the Titan Temple against Atlas, but only severely wounded The Atlas Titan.


    Once the war was over, the unconscious Atlas was taken into custody on the War God Mountain.


    After various intercessions and weighing the pros and cons, Luo En and Athena ultimately decided to spare Atlas��s life, allowing him to join the forces on War God Mountain.


    After all, apart from not being very clever and a tad too belligerent, The Atlas Titan was not guilty of any serious misdeeds, making him an ideal enforcer and bodyguard.


    And the supervisor for Atlas after his submission was naturally the resurrected Prometheus.


    In this way, the War God Mountain effectively did the seer a huge favor in advance, enough to compensate for his sacrifice during the battle of the giants.


    In the end, the two brothers, along with some unblemished Titan remnants, joined the War God Mountain heartily, becoming another covert armed force for Athens after Mother of Serpents and Typhon��s Offspring.


    Right now, under the warmth and hospitality of his grandfather and grand-uncle, Hermes, who had drunk over a hundred jars of fine wine, quickly went from slightly tipsy to completely drunk.


    As the world around him began to spin, the god of commerce and travel quickly bit his tongue to suppress the surging intoxication, gesturing with a slurred voice for mercy:


    ��I can��t, I really can��t, go ahead and drink without me, I need to use the restroom.��


    But before he could rise, Luo En spoke kindly and considerately:


    ��You��re not too familiar with War God Mountain, be careful not to lose your way, let Prometheus and Atlas accompany you. If you can��t drink anymore, there��s no need to force yourself, we��ve plenty of empty rooms here, just stay on the mountain for a few days.��


    Hearing such thoughtful arrangements, Hermes had on an expression uglier than crying, and sandwiched between the two muscular Titans, he went straight to the lodging rooms, evidently having completely given up resistance.


    For indeed, he estimated that he couldn��t get off this ��pirate ship�� and could only follow War God Mountain down its dark path.


    Back in the council hall, Athena watched Prometheus and Atlas take Hermes to the guest room, then turned her head to the leisurely wine-sipping Luo En, and asked playfully:


    ��With the navigator for our voyage secured, what��s next?��


    ��We��re still missing a ship and a captain,�� Luo En replied with a smile, the scarlet wine in his cup glittered with a mesmerizing sheen.


    Seeing his expression, Athena��s eyes showed a hint of curiosity: ��So, do you have a candidate?��


    Luo En just smiled without answering, asking seemingly off-handedly instead: ��I��ve heard our Argo hero, Jason, returned to his homeland Iolcus after the war, seeking to reclaim the throne from his uncle Peli As but faced obstacles?��


    ��Indeed,�� Athena replied with a nod and a smile, ��Although the boy has the glory of the Argo Expedition and has built quite a network among the Divine Blood Heroes, getting Peli As, a man with a strong desire for power, to step down willingly is naturally impossible. So, Peli As presented him with a challenge: he needs to complete an epic adventure and bring back the Golden Fleece from Kolcisi City to qualify for the throne. But that boy, having neither money nor influence in Iolcus City, can��t even secure a ship for the voyage, and is probably worried sick about it now.��

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    ?Chapter 694: Chapter 123 We Have Come to Join This Family_2 Chapter 694: Chapter 123 We Have Come to Join This Family_2 Luo En slightly squinted his eyes, his voice laden with deep meaning, ��This is too much, how can we let our hero both bleed and cry?��


    Athena nodded, comprehending his sentiment, ��Then shall we lend a hand?��


    In the spacious hall, the two exchanged smiles and clinked their glasses together.


    ~~


    The next day, at the Iolcus Royal City harbor.


    Jason stood at the neatly piled edge of the stones, facing the salty sea breeze, overlooking the surging waves, and shaking his head at the sight of the various sailboats entering and leaving the harbor.


    These vessels, barely adequate for coastal fishing, would be suicidal to use for ocean voyages in the treacherous Sea of Okeanos.


    Even the few larger ships that ventured into the deep-sea, hoping to bring back a richer catch, would return with their keels wounded, having faced Sea Beasts and storms, and over forty percent of them would be damaged.


    ...


    Because of this, his uncle, who was unwilling to relinquish power, had thrown the challenge of retrieving the Golden Fleece as an impossible task to force him to give up.


    After all, not to mention the daunting task of obtaining the Golden Fleece from the King of Colchis, finding suitable ships and assembling a crew for the long journey were significant hurdles.


    Jason was well aware of his own capabilities.


    To complete this adventure and reclaim the throne, it would take nothing short of a miracle; otherwise, it was purely wishful thinking.


    But miracles...


    Recalling the whisper in his dream from the previous night, Jason looked up to check the time and excitedly rubbed his hands as he stared out into the vast sea.


    ��Ooh~!��


    At that moment, a snow-white owl hooted softly as it soared through the clouds and reached the harbor of the Iolcus Royal City, releasing a golden olive branch into the sea.


    Instantly, the golden light spread throughout the water, and a Magic Circle Diagram with a diameter of several hundred meters assembled and operated underwater, transforming into a dazzling pillar of light that shot into the sky.


    ��Hum!��


    A song like a holy chant could be heard, a splendid and sacred temple emerged in the sky, its gates adorned with gemstones slowly opened, and a rich scent of wine permeated the air.


    Following this, a huge ship, over a hundred meters in length with a Magic Circle Diagram carved above and below its hull and fitted with magic crystals and up to fifty oars on its sides, towed by several snow-white owls, emerged from the light screen and docked by the shore.


    Behind the partially open light screen, the majestic and solemn silhouette of War God Mountain was faintly visible.


    Boom!


    Suddenly, a streak of red flames, like a heavy hammer forging, struck the ship.


    Instantly, obscure Divine Patterns appeared on the deck, and its body gleamed brilliantly, as if it had been cast in metal, indestructible.


    Hum!


    Then, a large group of cuckoos gathered midair, forming an archway leading directly to a Sacred Grove, where a Giant God supporting the sky lifted a gnarled old tree with facial features, which screamed in agony as he chopped off several planks to serve as the ship��s bulwarks and mast.


    The local priests in attendance hurriedly consulted their scrolls and excitedly determined that this was the Dodona Holy Tree, known for predicting the future and avoiding misfortune.


    The preceding miracles had come from different deities: Wisdom Goddess Athena, God of Wine Deng Luo En, God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus, and Heavenly Queen Hera.


    Seeing the former Prince Jason bathed in divine light, the priests were dumbstruck.


    They had never before seen such a concentration of Divine Grace from the chief gods bestowed on one person.


    ��Hum~~��


    However, before the priests could catch their breath, symbols representing Apollo, Artemis�� golden and silver arrows, Hermes�� starlight, and Ares�� blood-red signs descended, each blessing the ship.


    The rarities of the past, now as common as cabbages, were all bestowed upon this ship.


    Upon witnessing this, the residents at the harbor also excitedly and reverently crowded around to pray and marvel at this divinely endowed creation.


    Soon, King Peli As, having heard the news, saw the Holy Ship suddenly appearing in the harbor and the various miracles in the sky, and turned pale. Accompanied by numerous priests, he burnt incense on the spot, prepared offerings, and performed separate sacrifices to the gods to avoid any unknown Divine Punishment for negligence.


    Conversely, dressed flamboyantly in gold-threaded silk clothes, Jason became the absolute central figure among the crowd today.


    It was a rare moment of glory in his decades of life.


    Filled with intense confidence and pride, Jason got a bit carried away and proceeded to move through the crowd in a crab-like step, boasting loudly about his heroic deeds and the gods�� favoritism.


    ��Thanks to the gods for this top-notch ship! I will definitely not let down the grace of the gods and will do my utmost to complete this grand adventure!��


    Just as Jason was fervently swearing to the heavens, several familiar voices came from behind in the crowd.


    ��A ship without a crew won��t do, right?��


    ��It looks like we arrived just in time!��


    ��...��


    Jason turned around, excitedly rushing forward:


    ��Hercules, Telamon, Admetos, Polux, Castor, how come all of you are here?��


    ��You need help, we had to come! Hearing you were in trouble, we immediately set out from all over.��


    Leading them, Hercules laughed heartily and then pointed behind him.


    ��Moreover, it��s not just us, almost everyone from the Expeditionary Army has arrived!��

 Chapter 695 695 123 We Are Here to Join This Family_3

    ?Chapter 695: Chapter 123: We Are Here to Join This Family_3 Chapter 695: Chapter 123: We Are Here to Join This Family_3 During the conversation, Atalanta, Medea, Cainis, and the Medicine God, along with several dozen Argo Heroes pushed through the crowd and arrived at the port.


    Following them, billowing clouds of dust spread as a group of soldiers began loading the previously purchased flour, smoked meat, salt, fresh water, and other sailing supplies onto the ship.


    Seeing such a scene, Jason was so excited that he could hardly speak.


    If his initial interaction with the heroes had been motivated by utilitarian and climbing intentions, at this moment, his heart was filled only with pure gratitude.


    These friends who had joined in the Argo Expedition were all partners worthy of his trust, and they were the most precious treasure of his life.


    Seeing Jason a bit too overwhelmed, Hercules patted this comrade��s shoulder and gently consoled him,


    ��It��s not just your affair but our common cause; we have all received the divine oracle from the gods to complete this great expedition with you!��


    ��Good, with everyone here, there is no place in the world we cannot go to, no great endeavor we cannot accomplish!�� Jason declared spiritedly.


    ...


    ��Then, how about we name this ship, Captain?�� King Admetos of Thessaly interjected with a smile.


    ��The Argo! Let��s call it the Argo!��Jason immediately decided, commemorating the great expedition on the Thessaly Battlefield.


    Then, he suppressed his excitement and joyfully began preparing for the ocean voyage.


    At that moment, old King Peli As had already quietly left the port and sneaked back into the palace, too frightened to come out.


    Having seen such miracles and heroes, his nephew Jason didn��t even need to set sail; a mere gesture would be enough to overthrow him.


    Thus, the old king was nearly scared witless, hiding himself from Jason and his allies.


    For safety, he had even summoned the entire city��s Divine Blood Guard to protect himself.


    However, simultaneously, the old king did not dare to turn hostile and only wished to send off this calamitous nephew as quickly as possible.


    For that purpose, he had the local priests assist Jason with the preparations, showing weakness to his nephew to secure a means of escape for himself.


    Thanks to the mobilization of the whole city and the advantage of Iolcos City��s seaside location, in just half a day, Jason��s necessary supplies for the voyage had been fully met, with even extras of everything.


    By evening, the distant Argo Heroes had also arrived one after another, boarding the moored holy ship with their gifts and attendants.


    The fully loaded Argo sunk deeper into the waterline, the entire ship shimmering brilliantly under the remaining sunlight of the sunset.


    ��The wind direction is perfect!��


    ��The wind speed is perfect!��


    ��All crew members have boarded! The Argo is ready to go!��


    With the closing of the hatch, the heroes, positioned at their respective stations due to their innate abilities, began signaling from different locations.


    ��Alright! Anchor up, set sail!��


    Standing at the bow of the ship, Jason took several deep breaths to barely suppress his excitement, then solemnly drew his bronze sword from his waist, gravely waving it forward as his chest emitted a slightly trembling shout of encouragement,


    ��The gods above, glory shall belong to the Argo Expeditionary Army!��


    ��Everyone, depart!��


    At the same time, as if the gods themselves had heard this call from the mortal world, Queen Hera, Dionysus, Wisdom Goddess Athena, Ares, God of War, God of Craftsmanship Hephaestus, and Hermes, God of Speed��all Olympian Gods who had participated in the battle against the giants��appeared in the clouds, waving their hands in celebration for the departure of the Argo.


    White clouds scattered, a fierce wind from the side blew, stirring great waves and swelling the giant sails, pushing the massive and majestic Argo out of the harbor, directing it towards the vast, rolling waves of the sea.


    The people on shore, seeing the majestic sailing ship rush into the uncharted deep sea, cheered and threw flowers, feeling honored.


    In this era, where heroism and adventure are revered, if Jason truly brought glory to Iolcus City, then he, with his right to succession, would undoubtedly be the new rightful king!


    After all, only such a hero could better protect the city-state and its citizens.


    As the ship gradually sailed away amidst the cheers, the ethereal shadows of the gods in the clouds also faded slowly.


    Meanwhile, at War God Mountain.


    Standing against the wind at the cliff��s edge were Hermes, ��God of Speed,�� and Dionysus, their bodies shimmering with light and revealing the true appearances of Memory Goddess Mnemosyne and Ocean Goddess Thetis.


    Watching the Argo slowly disappearing from view, Thetis sighed wistfully.


    Approaching from behind, Athena softly suggested, ��Why not go send him off in person?��


    Thetis shook her head gently in refusal, ��No, the more you do, the more mistakes you make.��


    Though her transformation technique and Mnemosyne��s divine memory perfectly mimicked the two chief gods�� essence, demeanor, and speech, a disguise was still a disguise and could never be completely flawless.


    To be safe, it was better not to overdo things and arouse His Majesty the King of Gods�� suspicions.


    After listening, Athena didn��t attempt to persuade further, but instead gently pointed at Thetis��s slightly protruding belly and asked quietly,


    ��Does he know about this?��


    ��He carries a heavy burden. Let��s wait for his return to discuss everything.��


    Thetis gently shook her head, placing her hand on her belly, feeling the fetus��s movements, then turned her head to Athena with a sincere and radiant smile.


    ��Besides, even if he��s not here, aren��t you all here with me?��


    Athena was momentarily stunned, then gazed deeply at the smiling Thetis.


    She had always been envious of Thetis for outshining everyone in the previous courtship and becoming Dionysus�� lawful wife.


    But now, reflecting upon it more carefully, she realized it was all inevitable.


    Her own competitiveness was too obvious; Hestia was too passive, lacking initiative; on the other hand, Thetis combined the advantages of both.


    This goddess, also known as the ��Goddess of Wisdom,�� not only skillfully managed complex social relations, mediating among Dionysus�� myriad lovers, but also magically united them into a cohesive group.


    Athena admitted to herself that if she had been the lawful wife, she likely wouldn��t have the capacity to gracefully handle such responsibilities, nor the magnanimity to share her exclusive right.


    Thus, perhaps this was for the best.


    Athena smiled faintly, her long-held frustrations suddenly dissolving, and she jokingly said to Thetis:


    ��If I end up disciplining this child, you mustn��t feel sorry for him.��


    Laughing, Thetis responded, ��You��ll have to get in line.��


    She playfully blinked an eye, then smilingly pointed towards the back mountain.


    At that moment, Hestia, Hera, Mother of Serpents, and Medusa among other divine beings of War God Mountain, having heard the news, gathered around Thetis, chattering excitedly, all sincerely joyous for the new life soon to arrive at War God Mountain.


    Together, they eagerly awaited the birth of this child, this continuation of their bloodline.

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    ?Chapter 696: Chapter 124: Master, Shall We Meet? Chapter 696: Chapter 124: Master, Shall We Meet? Sea of Okeanos.


    On the water��s surface, the Argo, like a majestic Sea Beast, sliced through the waves not only with great speed but also with exceptional stability.


    A thin layer of mist shrouded the ship, bringing with it a veil of obscurity.


    Inside the cabin, Jason, who had been trying hard to keep up appearances since they left the shore, immediately showed his true colors upon seeing a gesture from the person opposite him, his shoulders sagging as he collapsed into a relaxed heap and rushed forward in an obsequiously servile manner:


    ��Brother-in-law, how was my performance? Are you still satisfied?��


    ��So-so,��


    Luo En responded nonchalantly from the shadows, then removed his hood and glanced over with a darkened face.


    ��Since when did I become your brother-in-law?��


    ��Don��t you know? Prince Absyrtus and I hit it off from the moment we met, found a kinship as if we had known each other for ages, hence we became sworn brothers!��


    ...


    Jason hastened to reply, appearing exceptionally enthusiastic and familiar.


    ��And since you married his sister, Princess Medea, becoming his brother-in-law, naturally, you are mine as well!��


    After hearing this, Luo En looked at his newly acquired ��little brother-in-law�� and suddenly his face was filled with speechless lines.


    He had met Absyrtus, the son of the King of Colchis, at the Thessaly alliance.


    Back then, the naive young prince had been cajoled by the very man in front of him to come forth and acknowledge kinship, thereby validating his affair with Medea, and had indeed become his ��little brother-in-law.��


    Unexpectedly, after that, the young prince Absyrtus got mixed up with Jason and even formed a bond of sworn brotherhood.


    As a result, he inadvertently became Jason��s ��brother-in-law.��


    Indeed, when it came to forging relationships and friendships, Jason was a first-rate Divine Blood Hero.


    Otherwise, he could not have possibly assembled the most splendid lineup in the history of Greek heroes for the Argo Expeditionary Army and embarked on the most famous quest for the Golden Fleece with his ordinary talents.


    It seemed that Jason was a bit uncomfortable under Luo En��s scrutinizing gaze, so he rubbed his hands together and cautiously suggested, ��We are still some distance from the Chaos Sea Domain, why don��t you go rest before we reach it? I can handle steering, no problem!��


    Luo En looked deeply at the young man with golden hair and inquired in a ghostly tone:


    ��You abandoned your throne without a second thought, no regrets?��


    In truth, this grand display of divine signs by the gods, the forging of an invulnerable Holy Ship, and the assembly of the Argo Expeditionary Army to journey together, could not have only been for the simple purpose of obtaining the Golden Fleece or to help Jason reclaim his throne.


    All of these were just veils concealing the true objective within the forest.


    Under the guise of the Destiny-ordained ��Quest for the Golden Fleece,�� they dispatched someone to navigate the Argo through the Chaos Sea Domain, seeking power from beyond the Age of Greek Gods, in preparation for the imminent decisive battle...


    These were the true objectives of War God Mountain.


    So, while the Argo Heroes embarked on this ship, Luo En took advantage of the situation to slip away from the eyes of Zeus and The Three Fates, quietly joining the ranks and setting sail.


    To execute this strategy and alter the course and destination, it was nearly impossible to completely bypass Jason the captain.


    Therefore, before making an official decision, Luo En subtly informed Jason through an oracle passed in dreams.


    Initially, Luo En had thought about what benefits he could offer to entice the down-and-out prince to forsake his struggle for the throne and be the first to sail out in search of a new Divine Era.


    Unexpectedly, upon hearing his request, Jason agreed without hesitation, immediately setting the wheels in motion and playing his part without so much as negotiation for terms.


    Now, the down-and-out prince, upon hearing Luo En��s official inquiry, displayed a rare seriousness and gravity on his usually frivolous face:


    ��My lord, although I am a worldly man who fears death, I am aware of the chaos our world would become without the order established by War God Mountain; what you are undertaking is far more important than the throne I wish to claim! Moreover, even if I reclaimed the throne, it would be a matter of whether I could truly hold it securely; let��s not forget the recent confrontation with the giant in Thessaly.��


    Hearing the frank response, Luo En was slightly surprised as he looked at Jason, a glimmer of admiration appearing in his eyes.


    It had to be said, this young man��s talents and strength might not stand out among the fifty Argo Heroes, but his ability to discern the true nature of situations and his clear-headedness when it mattered were indeed rare among a bunch of brawny men.


    No wonder he was destined to become the leader of the Argo Expeditionary Army according to his original path.


    Then, Jason changed his tone, and a sly glint flickered in his green eyes.


    ��Besides, it��s just the throne of a city-state. If I stick with you, could you possibly let me down? After we complete this world-saving feat and safely return to Greece, let alone one city-state��s throne, wouldn��t I have my pick of ten or even eight?��


    ��You clever lad, so that was your cunning plan?��


    Luo En snorted lightly and gave Jason a sideways glance, his face not showing anger but rather quite taken with this line of reasoning.


    Jason��s thoughts and his gamble of his entire fortune and future on this uncertain voyage reveal a genuine belief in War God Mountain and him, the God of Wine.


    This is the value of trust.


    And it��s for this reason that the Argo Heroes onboard willingly left their homes and families behind to shield him on his journey overseas. They chose War God Mountain over the fate ordained by Olympus.

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    ?Chapter 697: Chapter 124: Master, Shall We Meet?_2 Chapter 697: Chapter 124: Master, Shall We Meet?_2 Luo En stepped forward and patted Jason on the shoulder, a deep rumination in his voice, ��Don��t worry, you will be grateful for the decision you��ve made.��


    Jason scratched his head with a beaming smile, blissfully unaware of the true meaning behind those words.


    In his original fate, he indeed had received the gods�� blessing, steering the Argo on the journey for the Golden Fleece, and reclaiming the throne upon his return to his homeland.


    But this gift from the gods came with a steep price.


    A price that required the repayment of nearly all the Argo Heroes�� lives, freedom, and souls.


    In fact, after Jason led the Argo Heroes through the journey for the Golden Fleece and triumphantly returned home, the bloody recompense quietly unfolded:


    The elder of the Spartan twins died in a conflict, and the younger followed in death, transformed into the constellation Gemini.


    The Medicine God, who had touched upon the taboo of Immortality, was struck dead by Zeus��s thunderbolt, becoming Ophiuchus.


    ...


    The genius musician Orpheus, madly killed by the frenzied Maenads of the God of Wine, and his body thrown aside, became Lyra.


    Atalanta, cursed to become a lion, was made to pull the chariot for the Old Gods.


    Cainis was buried alive by a Centaur, suffocated to death.


    The Prince of Calydon��s lifeline sculpture was burned by his mother, leading to his untimely death.


    Hercules, tainted by the Hydra��s poison, took his own life.


    Even Jason, who prided himself on being ��lucky,�� fared no better. After abandoning the spouse arranged for him by the gods, Medea, it led to the tragic deaths of both his sons and his new wife, and he, too, lost the protection of the Goddess Hera. Lastly, he was crushed into a two-dimensional figure by the falling Argo while sleeping at the ship��s stern...


    Thus, the majority of the Argo Heroes who participated in the journey for the Golden Fleece died mysteriously afterward, ascending as stars, adorning the Divine Authority of Olympus�� sky.


    It was clear who was orchestrating from behind the scenes.


    Luo En lifted his gaze towards Mount Olympus among the stars, scoffing and shaking his head.


    Alas, fate had already been mixed with too many ��Chances�� and ��Changes�� due to his own intervention.


    The Olympian System crumbled amidst the rebellion of the gods;


    The battle against the giants came prematurely and escalated in severity;


    The Argo Heroes, who were meant to be sacrificed to the heavens, gathered ahead of time and ultimately overcame the trials, all surviving...


    In the end, the blueprint Zeus had personally drawn to unify the Heavenly Destiny of the world was torn to shreds by a variety of Variables, leaving behind a script unrecognizable from its original form.


    Thinking of this, Luo En looked meaningfully at Jason, who was entirely oblivious, and mused to himself.


    So, kid, by giving up on the quest for the Golden Fleece to cover for me, you not only owed a debt of gratitude to War God Mountain but also indirectly saved your own life. Enjoy your stealthy happiness in the future.


    Jason, perhaps sensing this fortunate gift by some twist of fate, showed his affable smile and enthusiastically suggested to Luo En,


    ��Sir, it��s windy up there; you go ahead with your duties, I��ve got this covered here!��


    ��Alright, I��ll take a walk around the ship.��


    Luo En nodded, said his goodbyes to Jason, and got up from the captain��s cabin to head towards the lower deck living quarters.


    Along the way, he inevitably made small talk with the Argo Heroes he encountered.


    Seeing the empty space beside him where the Spartan twins should be, he couldn��t help but express his surprise:


    ��Helen didn��t board the ship?��


    ��There was a bit of a mishap...��


    ��Our mother and father grounded her...��


    The twin brothers bashfully scratched their heads and smiled ruefully as they explained the situation.


    It turned out that, after their return from the battle in Thessaly, they had carelessly recounted their ordeals, which included dying once each.


    Upon learning that all three of his children had died once, the King and Queen could not help feeling anxious.


    As martial Spartans, they could not stop their two sons from leaving home to fulfill their heroic deeds, but they took the opportunity to keep their youngest daughter Helen close to them, refusing to let her leave the house.


    Since the incident happened so suddenly, and the Argo was about to set sail, the two brothers had no choice but to leave their sister behind and board first.


    As they spoke, the brothers looked quite distressed and quickly sought Luo En��s help:


    ��We��ll have to count on you to hold her back when we return; otherwise, the girl is not going to let us live it down.��


    ��No problem, I promise to plead your case personally when the time comes.��


    Luo En patted the shoulders of the two brothers and reassured them with a smile, then looked up at the graceful figure turning the corridor corner.


    ��Venus, have you finished compiling the data you were tasked with?��


    ��Don��t worry, I��m a professional at handling this kind of stuff.��


    The proud voice spoke as Mechanical God Venus, who had sneaked aboard in the same manner, came out of the shadows to hand over the personnel and materials information list already neatly arranged to her boss.


    Luo En flipped through it, quickly taking in the details.


    As he had expected, aside from Helen, all the Argo Heroes who had received the oracle had boarded the Argo, and the supplies prepared in advance showed no omissions, enough to support voyages of more than three months.


    Then, Luo En pointed at two names on the list and inquired of Venus:


    ��What about them? What are they doing?��


    ��Circe just took a plate of cupcakes and fruit from the kitchen to her room; she should be enjoying them right now. As for Mercury...��


    Just as Venus was earnestly reporting, a sneaky figure emerged from a cabin partition beside them with a complete air of stealth and waved a languid hand at the two:


    ��Here, here...��


    Luo En looked at the figure before him, namely Hermes, the God of Speed, whom he had lured aboard, and said with a smile of assurance:

 Chapter 698 698 124 Master, Shall We Meet_3

    ?Chapter 698: Chapter 124: Master, Shall We Meet?_3 Chapter 698: Chapter 124: Master, Shall We Meet?_3 ��Don��t be so tense, just treat it as a routine trip away from home.��


    ��You��re taking it lightly! If He discovers us, your thick skin may take the beating, but I��ll be done for!��


    Hermes pointed to the overcast sky above, his face full of fear, clearly showing his dread of the Father God was engraved deep in his bones.


    ��Even if we aren��t discovered, do you think you can go back to the past?�� Luo En nonchalantly retorted, then narrowed his eyes with a playful tone, ��Or, shall I drop you off the boat now? Bet you won��t run to Olympus to snitch?��


    The thought of the Father God��s ruthless demeanor of preferring to kill mistakenly rather than let go, and a group of Chief Gods at War God Mountain sharpening their knives, immediately choked Hermes.


    Then, extinguishing the last bit of luck in his heart, a frustrated resignation spread across his face.


    ��Fine, since I��m here, let��s get past the Sea of Okeanos first and talk later when we reach the Chaos Sea Domain.��


    ...


    So, does this mean we wait until we are safe to navigate?


    Seeing Hermes buckle under pressure, Luo En nodded in satisfaction, then patted his shoulder, his voice softening.


    ��That��s good. Let Jason handle the navigation ahead; you go back to your room and rest for a while. Feel free to make any requests should you need anything.��


    Having gotten on the ��thief��s ship,�� Hermes had no choice but to comply with the arrangements of this rebel leader from War God Mountain and obediently followed Mechanical God Venus to the guest room to rest.


    After watching the new accomplice walk away, Luo En yawned and approached Circe��s room.


    He effortlessly disarmed the Hermes Script Spells on the door, stepped in, and swiftly closed it behind him.


    Inside, Circe was sprawled on the bed, barefoot, hugging a faded pink piggy plushie, sound asleep with half a small cake in her mouth, exuding total relaxation.


    At the round table, a mysterious guest not listed among the crew toyed with a black chess piece and invited Luo En:


    ��Care for a game?��


    ��Sure, what do you want to bet this time, Master?��


    Luo En caught the thrown white piece and sat down across from Hecate, asking playfully.


    Hecate blinked her eyes, a bright smile on her face: ��Whoever wins gets on top?��


    ��And what about her?�� Luo En pointed to the rightful owner of the room on the bed.


    ��To be the cushion?��


    ��Deal!��


    Excitement warmed Luo En��s heart, and he joyfully agreed, immediately engaging in a fierce battle with Hecate over the chessboard.


    After centuries of evolution, their chess skill and wits were nearly equal, resulting in a tight match that was hard to unravel.


    As the struggle on the chessboard reached a stalemate, Hecate��s gaze shifted, and she casually asked:


    ��Speaking of which, venturing overseas in search of a slim chance, don��t you think this move is too risky?��


    ��Change brings life, stagnation brings death, I must try whatever risks I have to. Otherwise, when His Majesty the King of Gods is free to act, War God Mountain may not withstand.��


    Luo En calmly replied while pushing his [chariot] deep into enemy territory, choosing to strike first.


    ��General!��


    ��Striking first doesn��t necessarily increase your odds of winning; it might even get you in trouble sooner.��


    Hecate moved the [king] away from underneath the chariot, her reminder laden with deeper meaning.


    Luo En frowned, slightly puzzled.


    ��My plan should be quite meticulous, right? His Majesty the King of Gods hasn��t shown any suspicion so far.��


    ��But what about Fate?��


    Hecate looked up at the gloomy sky above the sea, her voice a somber murmur.


    ��With this blessing, the moment you harbor a strong thought against His Majesty the King of Gods, or act upon it, it could trigger a shift in Fate. I hope you don��t encounter it until you have completely left this God Era World...��


    ��Boom~!��


    Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky above the sea, and the originally overcast sky turned pitch black.


    Seeing this, Luo En��s face darkened like the clouds outside, resentfully looking at Hecate.


    If I had known you were so prophetic, I really should have sealed your mouth when I brought you out!


    At that moment, Hecate, smiling gleefully, pushed her [priest] piece into Luo En��s territory, joining forces with the already lurking [chariot], executing a double attack on the opposing [king].


    ��General, I win.��

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    ?Chapter 699: Chapter 125 Lie Down, Start the Clock Chapter 699: Chapter 125 Lie Down, Start the Clock Sea of Okeanos, Nameless Sea.


    The sky was as dark as thick ink, with hundreds of intertwined air currents swirling water columns upward, mingling with each other like wild snakes darting across the water, forming perilous rift zones. Once caught in them, ships were immediately at risk of capsizing and disintegrating.


    Whoosh!


    Massive waves, hundreds of meters high, struck the Argo like heavy hammers, causing the glow of the defensive charms surrounding it to flicker briefly while the hull violently shook, emitting a grating, tooth-aching creak from the keel.


    ��All hands, be aware, numerous undercurrents and tornadoes ahead!��


    Atalanta, in charge of scouting from the crow��s nest, loudly warned as she watched the rolling dark clouds and turbulent waters, furrowing her brow deeply.


    What was merely overcast weather had now escalated into a full tumult of sky and sea, suggesting this was likely no mere coincidence.


    ...


    At this moment, Jason, who was steering, too, sensed an unusual aura amidst these changes. He immediately activated the amplification magic formula in the captain��s room, gravely issuing orders to the Argo heroes:


    ��Everyone to your stations, prepare to break out of these waters!��


    Upon hearing the command, the Argo heroes halted all superfluous activity and, according to their individual talents, rushed to their assigned positions.


    As multiple magic circle diagrams activated throughout the ship and merged with the structure, Jason��s heart slightly eased as he demonstrated his superb steering skills.


    The holy ship, enveloped in light, tore through the undercurrent, skillfully navigating through the gaps in the whirlwinds like an agile whale.


    ��Good, just like that, steady!��


    Under Jason��s command and encouragement, the Argo continued its journey deeper, with the surrounding violent tornadoes and surging undercurrents becoming increasingly complex.


    ��Snap...snap...��


    After an indeterminable time, crisp dripping sounds echoed in everyone��s ears, as cold raindrops gradually splattered on the faces and skin of several crew members on the deck.


    Looking up, the rolling dark clouds brewed a sinister crimson, with silver purple thunderbolts snaking through them, displaying a terrifying majesty.


    ��It��s a thunderstorm! Be careful, everyone!��


    Jason��s urgent reminder made the hearts of the heroes aboard the Argo shiver as if facing a formidable enemy.


    Could it be that His Majesty the King of Gods from Olympus was about to intervene?


    However, seeing the stable deck beneath their feet and the quietly closed door of the cabin below, the heroes�� tense nerves relaxed slightly.


    It seemed not the worst that could happen, just do what needed to be done.


    The Argo heroes regained their composure and threw themselves wholeheartedly into battling the extreme weather conditions.


    But as the thunderstorm and gales arrived, disordered air currents caused the ship to sway violently amidst surging waves, and the Argo narrowly missed colliding with sweeping wind columns several times, with the sturdy wooden structure emitting unsettling creaking noises that kept everyone on edge.


    ��Boom!��


    Thunder like a roaming dragon exploded in the clouds, suddenly illuminating the scene before Jason as bright as day.


    In that instant of light, dozens of towering water columns, coming from all directions, outlined an imminent surround, threatening to crush.


    Simultaneously, the raging sea wind whipped up towering waves, upon the red and black foam of which could faintly be seen the fragmented skeletons of Sea Beasts.


    Jason��s sense of crisis surged, his eyelids twitching as he called out in a trembling voice:


    ��Deck, lower the sails!��


    ��Hull, activate the defensive charms, at maximum intensity!��


    ��Engine room, prepare the magic propulsion technique, switch to manual oars if necessary!��


    The heroes, upon hearing the command, ignored the shaking ship still tossed in the giant waves, either furling the sails or maintaining the magic formulas, their divine blood glowing fiercely on the dark sea surface.


    Meanwhile, in the cabin below deck.


    Luo En looked at the chessboard where the black ��Priest�� and ��Chariot�� had completed the encirclement, helplessly knocking over his hopeless ��King,�� casting a resentful glance at a smiling Hecate across:


    ��Master, using such tricks to disturb my mind seems a bit like winning without honor, don��t you think?��


    ��I am the Goddess of Conspiracy, when have you ever seen a goddess of conspiracy win squarely?��


    Hecate answered boldly, unabashed about her confession of using sensitive topics to disrupt her opponent��s thoughts.


    Luo En��s face darkened, left speechless.


    Then, victorious, the goddess pointed to the window where thunderbolts flickered and inquired cheerily,


    ��The commotion seems to be getting louder, shouldn��t we check it out?��


    ��The more it intensifies the more we need to keep our composure.��


    Luo En pinched a piece of pastry from the board and placed it in his mouth, his expression reflecting an undisturbed tranquility.


    ��If it were truly His Majesty the Divine King, he would have already turned the Argo into charred timber from the start, not letting those divine-blooded heroes cause such a stir till now.��


    Hecate smiled silently, withdrawing the speculative gleam from her eyes.


    The reality was indeed so.


    According to Zeus��s character, once he discovered any element unfavorable to him on this ship, he would have directly eradicated it.


    If his own disciple failed to see this and became flustered, making the wrong choices, it would draw the attention of Olympus and steer events in a direction unfavorable to War God Mountain.


    This was the power of ��Heaven��s Mandate Protection�� manifesting subtly.


    At that moment, Hecate, observing the increasingly violently shaking cabin and the Argo heroes struggling amidst the thunderstorm, slightly furrowed her brow.


    ��It seems the ��Heavenly Destiny�� gathered here is far lighter compared to that held by His Majesty the King of Gods.��


    So many divine-blood heroes assembled on one ship should have turned bad luck into good fortune, yet encountering such extreme weather just as they set sail was clearly the obstruction of ��Heavenly Destiny�� in action.

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    ?Chapter 700: Chapter 125 Lie Down, Your Time Starts Now_2 Chapter 700: Chapter 125 Lie Down, Your Time Starts Now_2 Luo En nodded and smiled as he looked at Hecate across from him.


    ��So, I��ve brought you along as well.��


    Hecate snapped back to her senses, her face darkened, finally understanding the reason why Luo En ��kindly�� took her sailing.


    Just as the divinity of Chance could interfere with the inevitability of Fate, the Goddess of Chance could equally shield the workings of Heavenly Destiny...


    After all that, this little bastard was using her as a shield.


    ��Not only that, I can��t be at ease going out on my own and leaving you alone at War God Mountain, can I?��


    Luo En added with a smile, pretending to be deeply concerned about his master.


    ...


    Seeing this, Hecate��s formerly chess-winning good mood evaporated, her teeth itching with anger at the disaster of a disciple before her.


    To put it bluntly, this little bastard was worried she would escape from War God Mountain and run back to rule the Netherworld.


    For a moment, Hecate felt a surge of anger rising to her gall, threw down her chess piece, and sneered at Luo En across from her.


    ��Lie down, I��m going to settle accounts!��


    ��Now? With the ship rocking like this...��


    ��Isn��t this even better?��


    Hecate retorted with a mocking question, her purple eyes flickering with an eager fire.


    Based on past experience, the more dangerous and tense the situation, the more interesting it was to do such things.


    If it was Zeus who had come, she didn��t even dare to imagine how pleased she would be with her disciple��s performance on the clock.


    Immediately after, without waiting for Luo En to react, Hecate tossed him onto the bed amidst the ship��s tumult.


    Circe, who was fast asleep, was hit squarely, her arms flailing helplessly in the air as though a drowning victim signaling for help.


    ��Oh, right, you��re included too.��


    Seeing her beloved disciple pressed beneath her, Hecate remembered the agreement they made before the gamble and her smile brightened.


    ��Perfect, both disciple and master can take this lesson together!��


    The lights from the fluorite lamp in the ship��s cabin flickered on and off, as the seldom-turning Witchcraft Goddess wielding her Curse whip, began a re-education project on the pair of disgraceful disciples beneath her.


    The sect is unfortunate...


    A certain culprit responsible for leading the sect astray feigned grief while glancing out the window at a peculiar streak of crimson in the dark clouds, his pupils twinkling slightly.


    This divine energy, why does it feel so familiar?


    At this moment, amidst the thick clouds.


    ��Achoo!��


    The red-haired Eris sneezed heavily, feeling a sudden chill for no apparent reason.


    Is someone talking about me?


    It��s you, isn��t it!


    The Goddess who governed discord and strife looked down at the tumultuous ship in the storm, her face breaking into an evil sneer, calling forth even more severe natural disasters with her crimson divine energy.


    She had only been wandering through this sea region when she came across this human ship setting sail, the blessing aura from a certain old rival on board annoying her, and thus she whimsically desired to wreak havoc.


    Trust him? Here��s a lesson for you!


    At this time, inside the captain��s room, Jason looked at the massive waves covering the sea, breaking into a cold sweat on his forehead:


    ��Big wave! In 10 breaths!��


    ��Everyone hold positions! Strengthen the left-side Defensive Charm!��


    The heroes hurriedly steadied themselves, dutifully following Captain Jason��s orders.


    ��Boom!��


    In a moment, the giant ship almost stood at a 90-degree angle with the surging waves, the clutter on deck sliding towards the stern, but the outer Defense Spells were strong enough, and the tireless Dragon Tooth Soldiers maintaining the propulsion, allowed the Argo to ascend against the current, leaping over the wave crest.


    ��Bang!��


    What followed was a rapid descent, causing intense floating and shaking within the ship. The waves that struck the stern like a hammer from the sky made the Argo��s Defense Spells flicker, dimming slightly.


    Amidst the violent jolting in a room in the hold, suppressed moans could be heard.


    ��Here it comes again!��


    Atalanta in the lookout tower warned her companions of the new, hundred-meter-tall wave approaching.


    Amidst the storm, the Argo charged forward, splitting waves with the power provided by heroes and the Dragon Tooth Soldiers, passionately racing.


    And the voices from the hold seemed to grow louder as well.


    ��Whirlpool belt!��


    Medea urgently cautioned from the ship��s side.


    Through the Magic Formula in front of him, Jason saw dozens of vast whirlpools nearly covering the entire sea surface and, relying on his accumulated navigation experience, he clenched his teeth and gave orders:


    ��Hit them at a vertical angle! The bow 30 degrees south by east, distance 600 meters, speed level two, steady advancement!��


    ��In a quarter of an hour, full rudder to the left! Forward three!��


    The Argo Heroes loyally executed the captain��s commands, carefully maneuvering the Argo through the dense whirlpool belt.


    As the previously up-and-down rocking ship passed through the layers of vortex on the water surface, it began to sway from side to side.


    Now, the noise from the hold mixed with the storm seemed even more resounding, with a hint of desperate intimacy.


    ��The eye of the storm! It��s ahead!��


    Cainis, standing at the bow, pointed to the funnel-shaped clouds on the distant sea surface, signaling new danger to her comrades.


    ��Let me handle this!��


    Hercules shouted, drawing his Bronze Longbow into a full moon shape, and shot a powerful arrow towards the eye of the storm.


    The redblack stream of light howled through the air, crashing into the center of the storm eye and exploding, its dispersing halo of Divine Energy tore the terrifying storm apart.


    The previously gloomy sky suddenly felt a bit brighter.


    Eris, in the clouds, looked surprised as she watched the human ship successfully overcome the hurdles she had set.

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    But immediately, the Goddess of Discord��s face blossomed with even thicker malice.


    Even better, more fun to be had!


    ��Boom!��


    Just as Eris was about to continue her game, multiple thunderbolts exploded in the distance, lighting up Olympus among the stars.


    Looking for me?


    Feeling the Divine Will within the thunderbolts, Eris grudgingly retracted her arm, abandoning her toys on the sea surface, and took flight toward the depths of the starry sky.


    ...


    With the departure of the Goddess of Discord, the storm raging above the Sea of Okeanos gradually subsided.


    Threads of bright light pierced the still unrestful, gloomy storm, illuminating the Argo, reflecting the azure sea, and bringing long-missed light and warmth.


    At last, we��re out of that damned place.


    Captain Jason in the cabin relaxed his tense nerves a little and sprawled over the control panel like a boneless snake.


    And in the ship��s hold, the last tremor of sound dissolved into the silvery moonlight, faintly carrying the relief of surviving a calamity.


    We made it through at last.


    ��Elegant notes bring us joy and wisdom, accompanying us safely on our sea voyage.


    Storms cannot be our foes, the ocean is ours to gallop across.


    Divine trials make a hero taste life��s hardships as sweet as honey.


    Our courage shines like the sun and moon above all.


    Our glory, remembered by thousands!��


    At the same time, a melodic singing voice wafted over.


    On the moonlit deck, the genius musician Orpheus sat beside the ship��s side, strumming his lyre and singing with gusto.


    Hearing the hymn, the Argo Heroes emerged from their cabins one after another, laughing and humming along with Orpheus��s rhythm, mocking nature��s threat with pride and confidence.


    And after enduring the storm��s baptism, what should be done next?


    Of course, celebration and feasting!


    ��Everyone, tonight the food is plentiful, and drinks are on the house!��


    The deity in charge of the feast announced loudly as he stepped onto the deck, offering his home-brewed fine wine.


    Yet, one of his hands was behind his back, supporting his spine in an odd posture.


    But the heroes, who believed in enjoying the moment, didn��t notice this, and they cheered excitedly for the upcoming feast, their fatigue from battling the storm and waves swept away just as swiftly.


    Amidst the jovial atmosphere, everyone left the tasks of repairing the ship and sorting out supplies to the ever-diligent Dragon Tooth Soldiers and automatons, and began preparing for the celebration of overcoming the natural disaster with effervescing enthusiasm.


    Seeing the lively banquet atmosphere heating up, Luo En nodded in satisfaction and decided it was time to gracefully exit the stage.


    But just as he turned to head back to his room, a heavy hand clapped onto his shoulder.


    ��Why the hurry? Let��s drink heartily together!��


    Cainis, who had come up close, invited loudly while habitually thumping Luo En��s shoulder several times to express his enthusiasm.


    However, the deity in charge of the feast stood frozen on the spot as if struck by lightning, his facial expression contorting.


    Atalanta, seeing this, couldn��t help but ask with concern,


    ��Teacher, what��s wrong with you?��


    ��My back, my back is out...��


    Luo En��s voice was hoarse, his back hunched, like an old man about to breathe his last.


    His back went out? Was it because the storm was too severe?


    But since when were deities�� bodies so frail? That shouldn��t be right...


    Atalanta��s mind was filled with big question marks, but out of respect for her teacher, she kindly suggested,


    ��Shall Medea and I help you back to your room to rest?��


    ��No need!��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En abruptly straightened his creaking back and immediately regained his vigor.


    ��I��m perfectly fine! Drink, let��s drink!��


    Saying so, he shrugged off Atalanta��s support and grabbed the inviting Cainis to sit down together for a round of heavy drinking.


    It was already deep into the night.


    The ship was abundant with food, wine fragrance wafting through the air, the heroes gathering in groups to feast to their hearts�� content, singing joyously, savoring life and the journey.


    Meanwhile, on the calm and expansive sea surface, the bright light of the silver moon mirrored against the boundless ocean waves, outlining a majestic silhouette beneath the water.


    Feeling something, Luo En turned his head to look, seeing that familiar architectural style, he raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise appearing on his face.


    ��The Sea God Temple? How did it get here?��


    ��It must be newly built, far more modest than before.��


    Venus said with schadenfreude as she looked down towards the underwater structure from the bow.


    Luo En��s eyes sparkled, and after gulping down the wine in his cup, he suggested to Venus behind him,


    ��Shall we take a look?��


    ��To fight?��


    Venus��s eyes lit up with excitement, cracking her knuckles.


    Having been tricked by Poseidon once, she clearly relished the opportunity to kick someone when they��re down and vent her own frustrations.


    Luo En rolled his eyes at Venus, who was posturing like a delinquent behind him, and snorted in annoyance,


    ��What fight? It��s a family visit!��


    Then, Luo En, pulling a confused Venus along, melded into the shadows and swam towards the hidden Sea God Temple.

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    The crisp surge of waves penetrated the outer magic barrier and echoed inside the temple.


    Amphitrite, praying in the center of the hall, changed her expression abruptly and hastily materialized a set of Mountain Copper sword and shield, as if facing a formidable enemy, looking toward the slowly opening temple doors.


    ��Who��s there?��


    ��It��s me, don��t be nervous.��


    A gentle voice came through; Luo En pressed his palms together and offered Amphitrite a kind smile.


    However, Amphitrite not only failed to relax but became even more vigilant, involuntarily stepping back several paces.


    ...


    Luo En followed her gaze to see dozens of merfolk guards and ocean nymphs lying behind him and immediately understood the crux of the matter. He smiled and explained,


    ��The little fellows outside were a bit noisy, so I let them take a nap. The topic we��re about to discuss is somewhat private, not really suitable for their ears.��


    ��What do you want to do?��


    Amphitrite��s voice was dry, and immediately, she summoned a set of blue scale armor and wrapped herself tightly in it.


    Seeing this, the kind smile on Luo En��s face froze, and he couldn��t help but curse inwardly.


    Do you take me for your insensible dead husband? Full of lecherous thoughts?


    ��Uncooperative, huh? Need me to give her a shot? I guarantee you, she��ll listen to whatever you say!��


    Mechanical God Venus, seizing the opportunity, sidled closer, flaunting a syringe filled with pink magic potion, casting a malicious smile at the alone Sea Queen.


    Amphitrite, hearing this, paled and felt an urge to turn and flee.


    ��Bang!��


    A dull booming sound erupted as a falling fist hammered Mechanical God Venus into the floor of the Sea God Temple like a whack-a-mole.


    After Luo En forcefully cleared the distracting noise, he quickly smiled to clarify,


    ��Don��t listen to this woman��s nonsense; I��ve specifically come to check up on you and your son.��


    Seeing that Amphitrite was still doubtful, he explained helplessly,


    ��While passing through this area, I spotted a trail of blood-red light nearby, it seemed to be the divinity of the Goddess of Discord. I was a bit concerned, so I made a special trip to have a look.��


    Eris!


    Amphitrite��s gaze sharpened at this mention.


    Since the Olympus rebellion, His Majesty, the King of Gods, had almost become isolated, with only the Hundred-Handed Giants and the Goddess of Discord, Eris, who could be considered as lesser deities and confidants.


    That woman appearing near the newly-built Sea God Temple was not a good sign.


    Could it be that Zeus was planning to strike at her family while the Sea God Temple was weak?


    With that thought, Amphitrite shivered.


    Compared to the deity from War God Mountain, it was Zeus of Olympus who was truly dangerous��especially for a beautiful, solitary Goddess.


    Had it been him entering, she might have been lying in bed by now.


    ��Thank you for the warning.��


    Amphitrite lowered her guard and thanked him repeatedly, her beautiful face adding a touch of sincerity.


    ��No need to be so formal.�� Luo En casually shook his head and spoke gently to Amphitrite, ��After all, you are Tethys��s sister, and the Sea God Temple and War God Mountain have once fought side by side; both morally and emotionally, I ought to make this visit.��


    Amphitrite felt deeply moved upon hearing this.


    This ��brother-in-law�� must be the most compassionate deity in all of Greece.


    At that moment, it was as if his actions silently confirmed this claim.


    Outside the door, Luo En stood properly in place, not only refraining from entering the Sea God Temple without permission but also thoughtfully advised,


    ��Since Eris has discovered your new refuge, this place may no longer be hidden. For safety��s sake, it would be better for you to move to a safer location sooner rather than later.��


    ��Where could you find safety in the Sea of Okeanos now?��


    A bitter smile appeared on Amphitrite��s face, revealing her profound fatigue and helplessness.


    Ever since her husband Poseidon decided to contend for the supreme throne, the Sea God Temple had been on a decline.


    First, they suffered defeat in the battle of Crete, and Zeus used that as an excuse to sink the Atlantis Continent;


    Then came the Olympus rebellion, where the Sea God Temple paid a heavy toll to reclaim the maritime authority that was rightfully theirs;


    Next, the battle against the Giants struck, and Demon Ancestor Typhon wreaked havoc in their domain, swallowing many deities of the Sea God Temple camp and devastating the entire marine ecosystem;


    At the critical moment, the opportunist Zeus backstabbed them, annihilating their only remaining allies, the Bronze Clan;


    Finally, in a moment of discontent, Poseidon went to Olympus to seek justice, only to sacrifice himself, and has since been unable to rebuild his body...


    With these successive calamities, the once powerful Sea God Temple was left with almost nothing but its name, unable even to maintain basic marine order and its own defenses.


    Otherwise, not even the Goddess of Discord, Eris, or this God of Wine would have come knocking, and she, the Queen of the Sea, would have been none the wiser.


    But it should be noted that the Sea of Okeanos was not dominated solely by their Sea God Temple.


    Offspring of the Old Sea God Pontos, the bloodline of Titan Main God Occhanos and Thetis, remnants of the Demon Species of Typhon... All these were families dependent on the sea for survival.


    When the Sea God Temple was powerful, a balance could be maintained among the different forces.


    Now, the Sea God Temple had lost its luster, like a phoenix without feathers. With the principal Poseidon asleep, Amphitrite, a gentle Goddess, could hardly suppress other Divine Bloodlines itching for action. They had no choice but to lead the remnants of the Sea God kin in search of refuge.


    But during the consolidation of their power, Poseidon had often campaigned against other Divine Bloodlines, thus making countless enemies.

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    ?Chapter 703: Chapter 126: The Queen of the Sea��s Younger Sister Ran Away with Her Brother-in-law_2 Chapter 703: Chapter 126: The Queen of the Sea��s Younger Sister Ran Away with Her Brother-in-law_2 With three more Hundred-Handed Giants casting greedy glances and idly wandering around from time to time, the places in the sea that could be called ��safe�� for the Poseidon Clan were few and far between.


    Just when they had hardly spent a few peaceful days, Eris of Olympus, the Goddess of Discord, came knocking, leaving the Queen of the Sea feeling cornered.


    Seemingly sensing her predicament, Luo En took out a Medusa��s Emblem from the opened Magic Circle Diagram in front of him and tossed it toward her, speaking gently,


    ��If you really have nowhere to go, you can take this to War God Mountain for help. After all, you are Tethys��s sister, and with my approval, they should provide a place for you to stay. With a safe environment, you can rebuild the altar, gather the fire of faith, and Poseidon could recover sooner.��


    Cradling the still-warm Bronze Emblem and hearing such thoughtful arrangements, the Queen��s gratitude toward her ��brother-in-law�� was immeasurable.


    Her sister had truly married a good man, unlike her own situation...


    With this thought, the Queen couldn��t help feeling a bit self-pitying.


    Seeing the almost visible resentment on his sister-in-law��s face, Luo En swiftly changed the subject.


    ...


    ��Alright, better not delay. Prepare yourselves and set off as soon as possible. I��ll have Venus stay behind to help.��


    ��Me?��


    Venus, surprised by the arrangement, immediately protested as she climbed out of a deep pit.


    ��Why should I take orders from them? I did all sorts of dirty work for the Sea God Temple, and Poseidon nearly killed me over a trivial matter! Protect his wife and child for no reason? No way!��


    Embarrassed by these words, the Queen of the Sea faced a dilemma.


    Being the intimate partner, she was aware of her husband��s Divine Grade mischief and couldn��t refute this truth.


    So, if the Bronze Clan��s Mechanical God was willing to reconcile, she might offer some compensation.


    Seeing his sister-in-law��s hesitant look, Luo En sympathetically interjected, sternly glancing at his disobedient subordinate, and proactively asked,


    ��What would you have then?��


    ��Unless...��


    Venus��s eyes shifted, revealing her bargaining chip.


    ��Let [Chaos] remove my [restrictions] and free me from being manipulated by anyone! Don��t think I don��t know that your Sea God Temple still controls the Mechanical Gods!��


    Frankly, her request was reasonable, even lenient.


    But...


    The Queen of the Sea gave a bitter smile and answered with difficulty,


    ��Mechanical God Chaos and the entire Bronze Clan have been destroyed, and their bases were sunk by His Majesty the King of Gods; I��m afraid I can��t fulfill your request.��


    Venus frowned, slightly displeased, and huffed,


    ��Forget it, just tell me the sunken location of Olympus and the access code, then I��ll find a way myself in the future.��


    Upon hearing this, the Queen of the Sea breathed a sigh of relief, having just the thing.


    Since the fall of the Bronze Clan, keeping it had served no purpose; it was better to curry favor by giving it away.


    Thinking this, she extracted a colorful fish scale from a blue glow and handed it to Venus.


    Venus, seeing the designated area and identification code on it, relaxed her tense expression, nodding in satisfaction,


    ��Fine, I will reluctantly take you on this trip. It so happens that I know of some deities of the sea relocating to a safe sea area under the organization of War God Mountain, including your father, Nereus, and managed by your sister, Tethys.��


    Hearing this, the Queen of the Sea was ecstatic, her hanging heart finally settling.


    She hurried back to her bedroom to pack for the migration.


    However, in her busyness, the Queen of the Sea didn��t see the two ��well-wishers�� who had visited her secretly nodding to each other behind her back.


    Indeed, Luo En��s visit with Venus had served not only to persuade the Poseidon family to migrate, thereby binding them tightly with War God Mountain, but also to fulfill the promise of obtaining the inheritance of the Bronze Clan for Venus.


    With their coordinated actions, the visit concluded successfully.


    At that moment, the female Mechanical God Venus clutched the fish scale in her hand, outwardly composed but inwardly brimming with joy.


    Boss is so smart. Such an important item was effortlessly obtained.


    And on top of taking the advantage, the other party even said ��thank you.��


    So wicked��I love it!


    Venus glanced sideways at the handsome face next to her, her eyes turning seductive.


    But she soon felt a bit depressed as her eyes fell.


    It was good to have the thing, but it also meant that she had to disembark from the Argo, bidding her boss a formal farewell.


    And after that, whether escorting the Poseidon family to the safe area or retrieving the Bronze Clan��s inheritance at the battlefield site, both would take a lot of time.


    Sensing Venus��s somewhat resentful gaze, Luo En gave a comforting smile, his lips silently moving.


    ��Do what you need, I��ll be back soon...��


    Venus nodded softly, watching his figure transform into a trail of light that returned to the Argo, emotions named ��melancholy�� and ��reluctance�� stirring within her.


    The female Mechanical God touched her warm cheek, experiencing the wonderful expressions caused by the muscle movements, complex thoughts swirling in her mind.


    She felt she was becoming more and more like a human...


    ~~


    ��My lord, you��ve returned?��


    The people on the Argo rose to greet Luo En respectfully as they saw him return.

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    ?Chapter 704: Chapter 126: The Queen of the Sea��s Younger Sister Ran Away with Her Brother-in-law_3 Chapter 704: Chapter 126: The Queen of the Sea��s Younger Sister Ran Away with Her Brother-in-law_3 At this moment, the celebration of survival after the calamity had already ended. Dozens of Dragon Tooth Soldiers and golems were willingly busy cleaning the deck and moving miscellaneous items.


    ��Ready? Then let��s set off.��


    Luo En waved his hand, issuing the command.


    The Argo Heroes looked solemn and immediately returned to their posts.


    As for the absence of a figure beside Luo En, everyone tacitly refrained from asking.


    As the Human Shepherd who had bound the Pantheon of Gods and as the Allied Commander who had won the giant war, this God of Wine had long earned the utter loyalty of all those who followed this banner through his flawless strategizing.


    Therefore, whatever arrangements the Lord made, there was certainly a plan behind them.


    ...


    The Argo Heroes collected their spirits and focused all their attention on the journey ahead.


    Under the dense night sky, the Argo moved silently forward, its monstrous hull pushing through the waves at the edge of the Sea of Okeanos, piercing through the fog that rose vaguely from the sea surface, steering into the depths of the Chaos Sea Domain.


    A voyage into the unknown had officially begun.


    At this moment, in the Temple of Fate.


    The dome rippled slightly with a strange rhythm. A cold figure, wrapped in layers of starlight, twitched her fingertips slightly. Her deep blue eyes slowly opened, sensing something as she gazed into the vast depths of the sea.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in Olympus.


    Zeus, seated upon his throne, also opened his eyes in sync, looking solemnly at the figure entering the Great Temple.


    ��Back already?��


    ��Yes, Father God. Hearing your call, I rushed back from the sea immediately!��


    Eris replied respectfully, not mentioning the ��little diversions�� she had engaged in on the sea��s surface.


    Seeing Eris��s docile demeanor, a satisfied smile appeared on Zeus��s face.


    ��How has your Divine Power grown?��


    ��Thanks to your grace, I have reached the magnitude of a Chief God!��


    Eris lifted her head to reply, a surge of Divine Energy bursting from her, her face alight with excitement and pride.


    As the Goddess who governs strife and discord, she needed to draw Divinity and power from disasters.


    And naturally, the quickest way was through war!


    Not long ago, a massive giant war had broken out and escalated continuously.


    Countless lives were lost, countless species fell into discord, and the entire Age of Greek Gods was nearly engulfed by the flames of war.


    During this period, Eris had absorbed a great deal of Divine Blood Essence and Divine of Strife, her power growing rapidly, almost returning to the peak level she had during the Titan War.


    Even now, should Hecate stand before her, she felt confident to cross swords with her for a hundred moves, and then... smoothly escape.


    Her profiting tremendously from this Divine War was, of course, not without the deliberate cultivation from Father God Zeus.


    Interfering with the workings of Heavenly Destiny, loosening the seals on the Old Gods in Hades, allowing Typhon and Kronos to gradually escape their bonds, continually escalating the giant war... all these factors inciting [Strife] were indeed her masterpieces.


    And Father God Zeus had always been covertly covering up [Heavenly Destiny], safeguarding her.


    Seemingly due to a shared origin, her Divine Power could indeed trigger the bans of the Queen of Hell.


    Thus, with the help of Father God Zeus, she accomplished a series of feats, becoming the greatest winner of the entire gigantic war, thereby amassing the Divine Power and Divinity of a Chief God.


    With heartfelt gratitude surging within, Eris stepped forward to pledge loyalty:


    ��Father God, just say the word if there��s ever anything you need me to do! I��m not one of those ingrates who betray you!��


    ��Not bad, you��ve grown up well.��


    Zeus nodded in relief, stood up from his throne, and approached Eris, patting her shoulder tenderly like a caring father and whispered,


    ��Then, may I borrow something from you?��


    Borrow something? Wha...


    ��Phew!��


    Eris��s mind had just formed a question mark when it shattered with a painful explosion. She stiffly lowered her head, staring blankly at the arm thrust abruptly into her chest, her expression shifting from brief confusion to incredible disbelief:


    ��Father God, you...!��


    However, before she could speak, silvery thunderbolts surged from that arm, swiftly overwhelming her consciousness.


    Watching Zeus suddenly attack in the hall and Eris��s body instantly disintegrate, Pandora��s pupils dilated, her body shivering as she involuntarily moved toward a shadowy area.


    Zeus ignored Pandora��s slight movement, glanced at the crimson Divine Core in his hand, then raised his silvery eyes to gaze toward an ancient temple in a mountaintop, his eyes cold and determined:


    ��Chief God, this should be about enough...��

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    ?Chapter 705: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) Chapter 705: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) Chaos Sea Domain.


    In the primordial womb that nurtured the ��World Bubbles,�� stars disappeared, the length of time was immeasurable, and the dimensions of space were imperceptible, with vast expanses everywhere.


    Turbulent Aether Storms continuously tore and twisted everything into irregular clumps of matter.


    As one progressed further into the wilderness, the instability in the vicinity intensified, with ever-increasing space rifts and compressed Chaos clumps around, and the rolling Chaos waves stirred the viscous Aether Factor as if they would never cease.


    Yet, in this harsh environment where even Chaos Sea Beasts rarely survived, a fully enclosed warship, sparkling with Magic Light Patterns, struggled forward against the Chaos waves.


    Inside the cabin, the fir planks, strengthened by layers of Magic Formulas and Authority blessings, creaked loudly. Over fifty figures stationed at their posts swayed back and forth with the sway of the ship.


    Jason gazed out at the endless Chaos and darkness beyond the light patterns, the bloodshot in his eyes and fatigue gradually increasing.


    ...


    After an unknown duration, he rubbed his somewhat sore eyes and patiently wrote down today��s nautical logs and annotations of different Chaos zones on a parchment.


    As the tip of his pen scratched, Jason��s gloomy mood also lightened slightly.


    He had to admit, this journey with an uncertain future was dreary and long.


    Sometimes he even wondered if he should have left behind the carefree life in Iolcos City, forsaking the beautiful maid who served him, and taken his friends who shared life and death with him, to suffer in the Sea of Chaos��was it the right choice?


    But whenever he thought of the figures on the Thessaly Battlefield, who gave up their lives forgetful of death, and the blood-boiling expeditions in the Titan Underground Palace, all the clutter and cowardice in Jason��s mind dissipated.


    Heroes can be greedy, irritable, arrogant, and have all sorts of flaws...


    But the one thing they cannot be is cowardly!


    And in this world, there are always things they must strive with all their might to accomplish.


    Even if it takes thousands of years, humanity as a group ultimately lives for perseverance and persistence, and heroes are the sharpest spears and the most steadfast beacons for their race!


    ��Pop~��


    A hand lightly rested on Jason��s shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.


    ��What are you thinking about?�� Luo En asked curiously, the swinging fluorite lamp casting a handsome and comforting profile of his face.


    Having left the Age of Greek Gods and freed from the grasp of Heavenly Destiny, he naturally had no need to continue hiding in the lower deck, so he often walked around the ship, chatting and laughing with his crew to relieve their gloom from the long voyage.


    ��I��m wondering when we��ll arrive,�� Jason honestly replied, licking his somewhat dry lips, ��Not to hide it from you, but after enduring so long, my mouth is almost tasteless��I can��t wait to find somewhere to dock and have a big meal!��


    ��That, I can��t decide, you��ll have to ask our guide,�� Luo En responded with a helpless expression, pointing outside the cabin to a figure wearing a winged cap.


    ��What has it got to do with me? I told you before, I��ve never been to this damn place; it was you who insisted on dragging me on board,�� Hermes entered the room, his face a mask of grievance.


    As the legitimate God of Travelers, guiding and determining directions might be his main job, but it should at least be in mainland Greece, right?


    Where is this? The Chaos Sea Domain where the concepts of time and space are completely disrupted! The Chief God��s Authority doesn��t work here at all!


    Not to mention him coming here, even if you dug up Chaos and tied him to the ship as a guide dog, it would probably be hopeless.


    Hearing Hermes��s full of grievances, Luo En spread his hands, quite innocently: ��I didn��t say you couldn��t jump ship.��


    Hermes glanced at the endless Chaos waves outside the window, and his face suddenly darkened.


    Jump ship? Here? Why don��t you just kill me.


    Buzz!


    Just as Hermes was muttering complaints, the ship shook violently, the embedded fluorite lamps flickered, and the surrounding Defensive Spells also began to fluctuate intermittently.


    ��What��s happening?�� Luo En��s expression became serious upon noticing the changes.


    Hermes seemed to think of something, immediately rushed out of the captain��s room, looked at the sea, and spoke excitedly.


    ��It seems like we��ve just exited the central area of the Chaos Sea Domain!��


    ��Really?��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately came up to the deck and indeed found that the compressed Chaos clumps at sea were gradually thinning out, and the blowing space storms were weakening, relieving his heart significantly as a stone in his chest slowly fell to the ground.


    According to Hermes��s description, if the original ��Chaos�� was likened to a womb nurturing all things, then the ��Chaos Sea Domain�� was the amniotic fluid carrying ��new life,�� and each ��God Era World�� born from it existed like an ��ovum.��


    Although they originated from the ��disorder�� of Chaos, to stabilize their existence and not be assimilated by Chaos, they needed to build ��orderly�� World Laws within themselves and eventually grow into independent entities over time.


    This process was considerably lengthy and arduous, and the more complete and powerful the Divine Era, the more difficult it was to nurture, and accordingly, the fewer in number.


    And Luo En��s goal was to find a power capable of confronting Zeus, which was almost equivalent to challenging the Heavenly Destiny of the entire Age of Greek Gods.


    Thus, the destination of the Argo was undoubtedly another Divine Era World whose scale and potential were no less than that of the Age of Greek Gods, making the journey of the Argo extremely difficult.

 Chapter 706 706 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _2

    ?Chapter 706: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _2 Chapter 706: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _2 To this end, everyone had to take great risks and ventured deep into the center of the Sea of Chaos.


    After all, the harsher the environment, the stronger the life it breeds; it was the same in the Divine Era.


    Fortunately, their diligent efforts were not in vain. They staggered along, barely surviving, and finally saw the light of hope.


    �� The storm ahead was subsiding, and the chunks of chaos were diminishing, indicating that matter and laws were becoming more stable.


    �� In other words, there might be a new Divine Era ahead!


    ��Yang Fan, speed up!��


    Luo En clenched his fists and issued the command with a bit of excitement.


    ...


    ��Alright!�� Jason nodded happily and decisively placed his hand on the rudder, setting sail at full power.


    ��It won��t be long before I can have breakfast on land.�� Nearby, Hermes couldn��t help but let out an excited sigh, celebrating prematurely.


    However, just as the Argo was advancing rapidly, the hull suddenly shook violently, and an enormous creature emerged abruptly from the murky waters.


    How huge!


    Everyone was startled by the white monster that filled their field of vision.


    It was a gigantic squid-like Chaos Sea Beast, nearly a thousand meters long, with hundreds of pale, slimy tentacles rising from around its body, fiercely striking the Argo.


    Bang bang bang!


    Beneath a series of dull roars, the battered Argo was flung a hundred meters away. The Hermes Script and Titan Runes engraved on the deck, keel, and ship��s sides suddenly lit up, forming a flickering pattern of magic barriers.


    But the ferocious creature was relentless, extending its tentacles around the Argo, tightening its grip.


    The pale tentacles wrapped around the outside of the magic defense charm, their densely packed suckers writhing, membranous flaps opening small mouths inside, revealing ring-shaped serrated teeth that were frightening and gave one goosebumps.


    It looked like the giant monster living in the Chaos Sea Domain regarded the whole ship as easy prey.


    Creak...


    As the ghastly arms continued to twist with force, the Argo��s outer defense charm was squeezed like a soap bubble, deforming, and a tooth-aching vibration emanated from the ship.


    ��Hmph!��


    With a cold nasal sound, a reactive Luo En furrowed his brows, his dry branch-like spear ignited with a golden-red flame, transforming into a giant flame spear, shooting forward and severing several thick, pale arms.


    Thus freed, the Argo fell back to the sea surface.


    ��What are you waiting for? Extra food, huh!��


    Hearing the teasing reminder at his ear, the somewhat dazed Argo Heroes on the ship instantly snapped back to reality, looking voraciously at the plump-bodied Chaos Sea Beast like a group of hungry wolves.


    So big, so fierce, it must be delicious!


    ��Go! Chop it up!��


    ��I want the arms! Chewy and flavorful; no one steal them from me!��


    ��Kitchens, what are you doing? Start the fire and prepare the ingredients!��


    Amid the noisy clamor, the Argo Heroes, mouths watering, picked up swords, shields, bows, and arrows, ruthlessly attacking the delivered Chaos Sea Beast.


    Having drifted in the center of the Chaos Sea Domain for who knows how long, let alone a Divine Era, they hadn��t even seen a living creature, and the supplies in the cabin were nearly depleted midway.


    And to avoid unnecessary consumption, Luo En dared not produce too much Divine Wine, leaving the Argo Heroes addicted to it and having to mix the limited stock with salty, bitter sea water.


    Though these divine-blood-bearing crewmembers endured hunger and thirst, having suffered for so long, their hunger and thirst meters were off the charts. Seeing such a large, moving barbecue volunteer itself, they were eager to jump right in with knives and forks.


    ��Hundred-Headed Shooter!��


    ��Dual Gods Hymn!��


    ��Dark Erosion Sky Shot!��


    Among the Argo Heroes, Hercules, the Spartan twins, Atalanta, and other main forces showed off their unique skills, while the rest of the heroes skillfully formed battle formations on deck, pulling bows, throwing spears, and swinging swords and shields at the thrashing tentacles.


    Blood splattered everywhere, filling the air with a fishy scent.


    ��Threefold great Hermes, let starlight descend here...��


    ��The logic of magic, god of witchcraft, trace back, resonate, bind...��


    The spellcasters on the ship also raised their hands or magic wands, chanting the Divine Words of their respective factions.


    As starlight gathered and surged, the Argo��s fluctuating magic barrier under the upside-down triangular alchemical formula stabilized, easily withstanding the repeated sweeps of tentacles.


    And amidst the swinging of the Moon Tin Wand, water tornadoes rose from the sea, one after another, hitting the monster, dragging its semi-submerged main body out.


    The primordial sea beast, accustomed to residing in the Chaos Sea Domain, had never seen such a spectacle and instantly got dazed, flailing the few remaining tentacles like a fish stranded on the beach.


    ��Ha ha, let me also join in the fun!��


    Seeing the giant squid lifted by the massive wave, Hermes couldn��t help but feel itchy, lifting the Commerce God��s Staff, chanting solemnly.


    In an instant, several wind-pressured short blades shot out, crisscrossing along the way, clearing the sea beast��s remaining arms, then converging into a pale blue spiral light column in front of the monster��s main body, drilling forward like a drill bit.


    Boom!


    In an instant, the sea beast��s main body exploded with a hole several tens of meters wide, its demon core shattered, wailing as it fell into the sea, causing violent waves.

 Chapter 707 707 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _3

    ?Chapter 707: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _3 Chapter 707: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _3 A thick stench of blood spread out, the sea monster��s colossal body drifting tragically, its white tentacles, chopped off one after another, still twitching in death without stiffening.


    Bang!


    Just as everyone was beginning to relax, the hull once again shook violently.


    ��Ugh...��


    Following that, a dull and irritable chorus of screeches came from all directions, as ghostly white tentacles burst out of the water, sweeping across the sky and casting dark shadows like thick ink that spread across the sea surface.


    How could there still be more?


    The heroes were taken aback, staring in astonishment at the churning sea.


    ...


    ��Do squid-like sea beasts have a tendency to live in groups?��


    Luo En, searching through his vast knowledge, provided an answer and then his face broke into an even broader smile.


    ��Just perfect, I was worried one wouldn��t be enough.��


    Upon hearing this, the apprehensive looks on everyone��s faces were once again replaced by excitement.


    ��Fair competition, whoever kills it, gets it!��


    The heroes, their appetites thoroughly whetted, awakened the divine patterns on their bodies, gripped their god-crafted weapons tightly, and rushed onto the Argo.


    Hermes on board took the opportunity to offer protection, allowing the Argo heroes to easily take to the skies in battle, deftly weaving through the dense forest of writhing tentacles on the sea surface.


    Amidst the noisy cursing and growling, spears, cursed bullets, arrows... one attack after another was hurled towards the gathered sea beasts.


    For a time, the roar of explosions was incessant, the tides of Chaos surged and boiled, giant squid-like sea monsters screamed in rage, their ink sacs spewing foul-smelling liquid like sulfuric acid, scattering all around and sizzling into white smoke, forcing the hunting heroes to momentarily avoid their attack.


    Moreover, within the beast herd there were even seven to eight leaders with magic power at the divine level, which further increased the difficulty of the hunt.


    Even a few reckless heroes were accidentally injured by them.


    Swoosh!


    Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a cross of golden-red flaming light, accompanied by a sharp piercing sound, shot across the sky.


    The fire consumed the tentacles in its path, striking the area where a few sea beasts were clustered and then exploding into a rain of flesh!


    ��Dragged on for so long, I��m getting hungry just watching.��


    Luo En rubbed his equally growling stomach and said with a smile and a tease.


    The heroes burst out laughing, seeing the battle dust settle, they quickly jumped into the Sea of Chaos and together dragged the floating behemoths onto the deck, cheering excitedly.


    ��Start cooking! Start cooking!��


    At this moment, a petite figure with colorful wings and pink pupils squeezed her way forward, eagerly volunteering to show off her skills:


    ��Cooking? Heh, I��m good at that, let me do it!��


    However, after one glance, the heroes tacitly formed a circle and kept the self-nominated cook at bay.


    Circe, an enchantress very proficient in magic potions and cooking, especially her barley porridge, which was definitely first-rate.


    The caveat was, you had to withstand the curses within the food.


    And when they first set sail, the Argo heroes, not knowing any better, were charmed by the witch��s harmless smile and chose to let her take over the kitchen.


    As a result, the itching-for-action witch poured a mess of magic potions into the pot, leading to over half of the more than fifty Argo heroes turning into piglets after that communal meal.


    The afflicted lay on their beds grunting and squealing for three days until the potion��s effects wore off, and they gradually transformed back to human form, bare-assed, thereafter developing a serious psychological shadow towards Cersei��s culinary dishes.


    Since then, Circe was strictly forbidden from approaching the kitchen, with her suspicious collection of bottles and jars taken and thoroughly inspected by the Medicine God before being confiscated.


    ��Hey, hey, what do you mean by this? You don��t respect my cooking?��


    Circe, seeing herself unappreciated and blocked outside, waved her tiny fists and voiced her displeasure.


    However, the Argo heroes, having had their fill of suffering, all pretended not to hear and instead began to look for a new chef to handle the sea beast.


    ��I��ll do it with Medea. We��ve been busy for so long, it��s time to properly celebrate,�� said Luo En, stepping forward and volunteering to take on the task.


    The heroes, hearing this, all smiled broadly and tacitly brought forward the last bit of fine wine, seasonings, and ingredients accumulated in the storage cabin, handing them over to this God of Wine, who had mastered the culinary arts of the God of Stove, Hestia.


    Several hours later, the chaotic and boisterous Chaos Sea Domain quieted a little, as the giant, mountain-like sea beasts were dismembered, their most delicious parts taken away, leaving only their blood-soaked carcasses and innards to drift miserably on the sea surface.


    Accompanied by a gentle breeze, the rich aroma of barbecued meat and the fragrant scent of wine overpowered the bloodiness at sea.


    Sizzle...


    On the deck of the Argo, groups of heroes sat huddled, either drinking grape wine voraciously, chatting and playing drinking games, or scooping up the soup from the pot, filled with thick and brightly colored meat, and feasting merrily, creating a lively atmosphere.


    As their stomachs warmed up, Jason skillfully took fishing gear from the storeroom, sat on the gunwale to fish, and declared that everyone should catch some other varieties of seafood to supplement the meal.


    Meanwhile, Hercules, the Spartan twins, the Prince of Calydon, and other warriors were also excited to pick up javelins and stand by the gunwale, looking for new targets.


    Looking out from the galley at the disorderly crowd, Luo En smiled serenely without intervening.


    Having sailed alone in the Chaos Sea Domain for so long, they were nearly driven mad, seeing now a glimpse of hope and a chance to relax and properly vent the stress accumulated in their bodies and minds.


    After all, except for sudden battles and harsh conditions, the devoted magic puppets and Dragon Tooth Soldiers on board were enough to keep the Argo running smoothly.

 Chapter 708 708 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _4

    ?Chapter 708: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _4 Chapter 708: Chapter 127 Saying No, But The Body is Very Honest (6k) _4 After finishing the kitchen work in a simple flurry, Luo En, as the God of Feasts, finally could shed his burden and enjoy the fruits of his labor.


    He tasted a few chunks of the quite delicious Sea Beast meat, then picked up two portions of specially made dessert from the stove, walked up to the lookout tower, and handed them to Atalanta, who was on guard duty.


    Atalanta looked at the novel food in the crystal tray, sprinkled with fruit dices, raisins, soaked in yogurt, and couldn��t help but ask in surprise,


    ��What is this?��


    ��A fruit milkshake, I made it just for you. Want to try it?��


    Hearing her teacher��s suggestion, Atalanta immediately indulged her curiosity, scooped a spoonful from the crystal cup into her mouth, and the slight sourness of the yogurt, combined with the sweetness of the fruit and a perfect touch of sea salt to enhance the flavor, brightened her emerald eyes, her cat ears fluttering slightly with a hint of joy.


    Suddenly, that inadvertently emotional sensor of a body part was grabbed by a mischievous paw, a series of rubs and pinches ensued.


    ��Teacher!��


    ...


    Atalanta��s body stiffened, fur bristled, as she protested to the instigator beside her, taken by surprise.


    ��Eating my food and then letting me touch you, that��s what I call fair.��


    Luo En replied with a smiling face, unabashedly kneading Atalanta��s cat ears with vigor.


    The Female Hunter corrected him somewhat frantically, trying to maintain the dignity of her position as a Believer of the Goddess of the Hunt:


    ��Lions! They are the symbol of lions!��


    ��Lions are also felines.�� Luo En replied nonchalantly as his hand unconsciously slid to the gleaming chin of his Cat Lady disciple, fingers flexing gently.


    ��Mmmhm~~�� Atalanta involuntarily closed her eyes, letting out a comfortable moan.


    The ears, which had stood alert on her head, gradually relaxed, easing up, with the tips still trembling slightly with the movements of Luo En��s hand.


    For a professional cat-stroker, such a reaction was an easy tell, indicating the feline��s utter delight at the moment.


    So you say no, but your body is quite honest, aren��t you, Tameow.


    Luo En snickered to himself while continuing to greet the sensitive spots of his domesticated Cat Lady disciple.


    Under the unscrupulous teacher��s rich experience and skillful techniques, Atalanta soon could no longer resist, her body nearly melting into a puddle.


    A gentle breeze blew by, flipping up the somewhat loose clothing to reveal the Female Hunter��s glistening skin and the slightly unripe Fruit.


    Looking at that touchable whiteness and the cheek flushed with rosy color, Luo En unconsciously leaned in closer, his throat going dry with a swallow.


    No way around it, a little kitty like this, too delicious, was destined to be devoured.


    Atalanta seemed to sense her Fate, biting her moist lips, closing her eyes even tighter.


    Just as Luo En was ready to enjoy his main course, a tumultuous noise came from the deck.


    ��Look ahead!��


    ��What is that? A big dark mass, and not moving?��


    ��Land! We��ve found land!��


    Hearing this, Atalanta, the lookout, sprang from the ground, opening her eyes to peer into the distance, trying hard to pretend she was searching for the target.


    Knowing he wouldn��t have his little kitty today, Luo En also reluctantly rose, following the cheers to look out toward the sea.


    In the distance, a vague solid contour came into view, topped with lines resembling mountain ridges.


    It was indeed land!


    Luo En nodded slightly, then his expression darkened as he observed the unyielding blue fog and red flames above the land and the vast chasm of The Great Chasm, constantly flowing with the peculiar water of Active Spring, he murmured to himself.


    What is this place? Still in the Divine Era of Egypt?


    That doesn��t seem right...

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    ?Chapter 709: Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k) Chapter 709: Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k) ��`


    ��Splash~��


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


    At last, they had arrived!


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


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


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


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


    ��Achoo!��


    ...


    Jason, who had led the team out of the ship to explore, had only walked a few steps before he couldn��t help but sneeze violently, his body curling up as a layer of pale blue frost formed on his eyebrows and hair.


    Feeling his blood and spirit nearly frozen, Jason quickly began to shiver as he reminded,


    ��Cast... casting spells... quickly...��


    Seeing his condition, Orpheus, the son of Apollo, quickly reached for the lyre inside his coat to summon light and flames to dispel the bone-chilling cold for his comrades.


    But as soon as he exerted force on his fingertips, the frozen, brittle strings of the lyre snapped with a sound, nearly slicing off Orpheus��s entire finger.


    Helpless, he could only summon all of Apollo��s divine blood within him.


    Golden light suddenly burst forth from Orpheus, bringing a glimmer of warmth and light to this cold and dark world.


    But before the Argo Heroes around him could truly feel the warmth, they were shocked to find that the divine flames on Orpheus��s body were flickering violently in the cold current, soon becoming as weak as candles in the wind.


    Orpheus, somewhat incredulous, pushed Apollo��s Divine Power within him to the extreme, trying to maintain the continuous burning of the divine flames.


    However, as another cold current swept over, the golden flames burning on his body unexpectedly turned into a strange ice blue color.


    A moment later, the flames ceased to dance, turning into clusters of burning pale blue ice crystals.


    Orpheus, as if struck by lightning, could not help but vomit a mouthful of Divine Blood mixed with ice crystals. His face turned pale with exhaustion, his skin gradually freezing into a necrotic cyan-gray, and his body fell stiffly to the ground.


    Fortunately, a hand reached out from behind and gently lifted him up, the warmth melting the chill that had penetrated his body.


    As his body gradually regained sensation, Orpheus looked up with a mix of shame and gratitude at the figure that had appeared behind him;


    ��Thank you, my lord...��


    Luo En nodded slightly and glanced at Jason, whose complexion was also frozen to an iron blue. He said in a deep voice, ��Orpheus is injured; he needs someone to look after him. You take him back to the ship first. I will continue to explore with the others.��


    Upon hearing this, Jason, as if pardoned, hurriedly supported Orpheus beside him and ran toward the Argo, protected by a large magic formula, as if fleeing for their lives.


    At the front of the ship, Hermes, the Traveler God, led the two little fellows, nearly frozen into popsicles, inside the door and then, leaning on the Commerce God��s Staff, came to Luo En��s side. He frowned deeply as he looked at the relentless ice and snowstorm surrounding them, ��Isn��t this place��s climate a bit too extreme? Even Apollo��s Divine Blood can��t handle it?��


    Luo En gave Hermes a sideways glance, a cold snort escaping him, ��I��d like to ask you, is this Egypt?��


    ��Uh, it��s supposed to be the Divine Era, right?�� Hermes offered a sheepish smile. Under Luo En��s unfriendly gaze, he shrank his neck and coughed softly, ��Shall we go back? Try another route?��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En contemptuously looked at Hermes, ��Are you sure if we change routes you can find the Divine Era you mentioned?��


    Hermes just smiled and looked away, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.


    The name of Thoth, the God of Wisdom, was something he had only heard in passing, purely a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse; had he truly known how to get to the Divine Era of Egypt, he would have gone to explore on his own and would never have left such an opportunity to an outsider.


    ��Let��s go, follow me and have a look ahead.�� Luo En said resignedly, adding the classic self-comforting line, ��We��ve come all this way...��


    Hermes nodded in agreement, then waved the Commerce God��s Staff, blessing the group with Extreme Speed, and took the lead.


    Under the protection of Chief God��s Authority, the team��s speed immediately increased manifold. The heroes pressed on through the severe cold and blizzard, starting to explore deeper into the continent.


    Ten kilometers, twenty kilometers, thirty kilometers...


    One hundred kilometers, five hundred kilometers, one thousand kilometers...


    As the exploration progressed, Hermes��s complexion grew increasingly pale.


    This accursed place was a newborn Divine Era, its aspects untouched and primitive, not only filled with harsh cold and storms but also becoming more inhospitable as they delved further inland.


    After advancing about a thousand kilometers more, Hermes, who had been providing protection to the other Divine Blood Heroes, was beginning to falter.


    With no other choice, Hermes stopped and turned back to warn Luo En,


    ��We can��t go on any further, otherwise returning will be a serious problem!��


    Luo En looked at the exhausted expressions of the Argo Heroes, their bodies covered with frost, and after a moment of deep thought, he made arrangements:


    ��Then you take them back to the ship to rest. I��ll go ahead alone.��


    ��Okay!��


    Hermes quickly agreed, sighing with relief.


    He had indeed feared that this one would stubbornly continue to delve into the endless blizzard with them, in search of the so-called ��opportunity.��


    ��`

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    ?Chapter 710: Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)_2 Chapter 710: Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)_2 After all, not every hero or deity is fit to be a pioneer, especially in such a hostile Divine Era.


    Moreover, this is just the beginning of the journey, with such formidable obstacles already in place. He dreaded to think of what further dangers awaited them, and he did not want to fall on foreign soil without understanding why.


    When Hermes was about to lead the team back, Luo En seemed to remember something. He called out to the Traveler God and handed him an emblem of Medusa, instructing in a deep voice, ��Take this with you as well, it resonates with my Divinity. As long as this object is still functioning, it means I am unharmed. Just wait safely on the shore.��


    Watching Hermes unhesitatingly accept the token and turn away, disappearing with the Argo Heroes into the snowstorm, Luo En nodded silently.


    Although they were on the same ship, it was hard to ensure that the other party was completely in alignment with him.


    Therefore, for safety��s sake, Luo En naturally needed to keep a backup plan:


    The Medusa��s Emblem was not only a token that resonated with his Divinity but also a spatial coordinate that allowed him to remotely pinpoint the location of the Argo.


    In the future, whether there were insurmountable troubles on the road or any changes on the ship, he could rush back at a moment��s notice.


    ...


    Now that everything was prepared for the return path, it was time to press forward.


    Luo En calmed his spirit and looked up at the intertwined bands of flame and frost in the center of the continent. He spread his golden wings like a blazing meteor, piercing through the layers of swirling frost towards his goal.


    Golden flames carved a brilliant trail through the icy blue frost, shooting straight forward.


    One day, two days, three days...


    One month, three months, half a year...


    This icy frost seemed endless, and the dark world seemed without termination.


    The void and silence appeared to be the only undercurrents here.


    After an undefined duration, the bone-chilling cold around him gradually dissipated, replaced by a steaming warmth.


    Over the thawing permafrost, a new verdant shoot broke through the soil.


    As that hint of green caught his eye, Luo En��s hazy thoughts gradually cleared, his mind awkwardly starting to operate like a rusted cog.


    With a ��thud!��


    He retracted his Light Wings and landed before the new shoot, vibrant life force rushing towards him.


    Luo En felt as if he was soaked in a hot spring, emitting a comfortable moan. Layers of deep blue frost melted from his body, healing the internal and external injuries caused along the way by frost, wind pressure, and Aether Tides.


    The nearly depleted Divine Power within him also transformed into a continuously flowing fresh stream, rapidly filling up.


    Hisss~


    This power of creation, so strong!


    Regaining his senses, Luo En sharply inhaled, eagerly looking at the verdant sprout growing on the thawed ground.


    From its appearance, it seemed to be a sapling of the White Wax Tree, with three roots digging deep into the frost, continuously drawing rich Aether Factors, supplying endless Vitality to the trunk, nine branches spreading around containing immense power of creation, leaves seemingly clustering vast stars, branches seemingly nurturing a fruit named ��World.��


    Such distinct appearances and characteristics led Luo En to think of a creation artifact from some divine genealogy.


    World Tree��Yggdrasil!


    This was the foundation of the Nordic God Era, also the lifeline that brought prosperity to the Nordic Divine System, once single-handedly nurturing and supporting the legendary Nine Great Kingdoms.


    Unfortunately, this White Wax Tree sapling was only about the height of a person, far from the majestic grandeur recorded in the myths.


    So, this is the Nordic God Era?


    Appears to be newly formed?


    After a moment of thought, Luo En looked at the persistent frost to the north and the eternal flames to the south, immediately confirming his speculation.


    Yes, this world, burning with endless ice flames, is the legendary Nordic God Era.


    In comparison to the well-developed Divine Eras of Greece and Egypt, it was still very young, like a newborn child.


    And the historical records somewhat matched these features: the origin of Greek mythology dated back centuries before the Common Era, while Nordic mythology formed relatively later, around the 1st to 2nd century AD in Norway, Denmark, and Sweden before becoming popular and fully established in Iceland around the 7th century with a wave of northward migration.


    So that��s how it is...


    Luo En nodded slightly, his gaze intensively fixed on the World Tree sapling.


    However, he soon furrowed his brows.


    Due to the intrusion of some outsider, the still-young World Tree had lost much of its nourishment, causing it to wilt and even some branches and veins started showing signs of decay.


    Luo En looked down at his fully restored self and sighed reluctantly.


    Just a few sips from the World Tree had weakened it, relying on it to confront Zeus was utterly unrealistic.


    Seemingly sensing the malice from an outsider, the young World Tree��s branches rustled, its trunk trembled, and its three roots extended under the frost, desperately drawing Aether from around to sustain its life.


    But the land was too barren, the environment too harsh.


    The perennial frost and eternal flames nearly eradicated life here, making it exceedingly difficult for the World Tree to grow.


    After some contemplation, Luo En took out the Holy Grail from the Magic Circle Diagram and sprinkled Divine Blood transformed into Divine Liquid toward the roots of the World Tree sapling. The three thick roots immediately absorbed the sprinkled Golden Divine Liquid like sponges and transported it to the main body.

 Chapter 711 711 128 Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy (6.5k)_3

    ?Chapter 711: Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)_3 Chapter 711: Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)_3 Suddenly, the World Tree sapling let out a pleased tremble, its trunk growing taller by segments, and in the blink of an eye, it shot up dozens of meters, its Life aura increased several-fold.


    It works!


    Luo En��s eyes brightened as he looked around at the frost and Flames constantly surging nearby and couldn��t help but think of a fantastic idea.


    ��Chaos is disorder, the World is order, so the more mature the Divine Era, the more perfect the order.


    ��If he could artificially harmonize the forces of this nascent Divine Era, transforming chaotic Aether into absorbable nutrients, couldn��t he speed up the development of the Divine Era and the growth of the World Tree?


    And as it happened, the various Divine Patterns he had learned were a type of key for constructing order with his own will.


    Thinking this, Luo En felt as if fortune had smiled upon him, and without further hesitation, he used the Gun of Nation Creation as a pen and Divine Blood as ink, engraving Divine Patterns onto the branches and leaves of the World Tree.


    ...


    ��Boom!��


    As if sensing the coming of an unprecedented transformation, the skies of the Nordic God Era thundered violently, and fierce winds howled, their sounds constantly pouring into Luo En��s mind like cries and roars,


    But even as his consciousness was continuously assaulted and the Divine Blood roiled and boiled, he did not stop; instead, he wrote faster and more urgently.


    The designs of the Divine Patterns grew increasingly whimsical and carefree, gradually deviating from the fixed images in Luo En��s memory, transforming into patterns that were not quite right but still perfectly suited to the characteristics of this land.


    Finally, the last stroke was made.


    ��Hum!��


    The 24 ancient Divine Era inscriptions carved into the World Tree sapling trembled in unison, a colorful aurora burst through the boundless Chaos, shattering the encircling frost mist and Flames.


    Suddenly, the entire Nordic God Era underwent earth-shattering changes.


    In the Mist Country Niflheim to the north, within an Active Spring named ��Hvagmir,�� waters gushed forth violently, and under the influence of the cold current, they turned into snow and ice. The accumulating snow and ice grew more and more vast and thick, glaciers and ice caps constantly extended, finally spilling over the borders of Niflheim and tumbling into ��Ginnungagap,�� The Great Chasm at the center of the World, gradually filling up this huge crack that connected with Chaos;


    At the same time, the Fire Country, Muspelheim, to the south was continuously spewing out large amounts of high-temperature Flames, splashing many dazzling sparks and blowing gusts of scorching winds, likewise falling into The Great Chasm Ginnungagap, making the southern side of the chasm warm and bright.


    And in the middle of The Great Chasm, the ice from the Mist Country and the Flames from the Fire Country met, the ice melted into water droplets under the heat, then evaporated back into steam, which spread throughout The Great Chasm. When strong cold winds from Niflheim met the steam, it condensed back into droplets and formed rain clouds, raining cats and dogs in The Great Chasm, then heated by the hot winds again to turn back into steam, thus repeating the cycle. In the onslaught of hot and cold, gales swept through The Great Chasm.


    And so it evolved continuously, the hot waves of the Fire Country and the cold air of the Mist Country interacting with each other in The Great Chasm, neutralizing one another. The tumultuous forces of ice and fire, through constant conflict and fusion, ultimately achieved a balance, turning into infinite Divine Liquid that poured down, nourishing the World Tree sapling and the land beneath its roots.


    After an unknown period, the barren land��s new sprout grew into a towering ancient tree, infinite Divinity flowing through its verdant veins and branches.


    And at the same time, beneath the tree, a figure with a withered visage slowly opened their eyes and beckoned forward.


    A long spear resembling a dead branch embedded in the trunk emitted a humanlike whistle, flying back to its master��s hand on its own.


    Feeling the surge of Divinity within the spear body, as well as that unfamiliar sense of Authority, a relieved smile appeared on Luo En��s face.


    It was finally a success!


    A Godslaying Weapon not of the Age of Greek Gods, not constrained by the Heavenly Destiny of Greece!


    Just as Luo En was overcome with emotion, the World Tree, which had grown into a towering giant, abruptly shook.


    ��Crack~~��


    Accompanied by a crisp snap, a section of red-black dead branch fell from the top of the World Tree, landing in Luo En��s hands.


    Luo En was slightly startled and, with a thoughtful look, asked the World Tree before him,


    ��Are you, thanking me?��


    ��Rustle...��


    The World Tree��s branches and leaves gently rustled, responding in their unique way.


    Seeing this, Luo En weighed the red-black dead branch in his hands with a bit of a laugh and a cry.


    What��s this for? Kindling?


    ��Hum!��


    As he subconsciously swung forward, the red-black dead branch in his hand burst into intense flames, a several hundred meters long dark red flame shooting out, cleaving through the World Tree��s canopy like a hot knife through butter.


    Instantly, a large swath of branches and leaves turned to ash in the crimson blaze.


    ��Rustle~!��


    The World Tree rustled its branches and leaves, emitting a sharp cry like a frightened child.


    ��Sorry, sorry!��


    Luo En came to his senses and quickly dropped the red-black dead branch, scrambling to clear the burning branches and leaves off the World Tree.


    After a bout of frantic efforts, he finally managed to save the World Tree, still smoking in various places.


    ��Rustle~~��


    Hearing the rustling sound of the leaves carrying a different emotion, Luo En, as the instigator, couldn��t help but give an embarrassed chuckle;


    ��Cough, slipped my hand, I didn��t expect this gift of yours to be so powerful.��


    Seemingly pleased by some person��s praise, the gloomy aura gathering around the World Tree gradually dispersed, several twisting branches pulled the red-black dead branch from the ground and presented it back to Luo En.


    And at this moment, the thing that had absorbed Luo En��s Divine Power and the World Tree��s Divinity was vastly different from its previously unremarkable appearance:

 Chapter 712 712 128 Ymir, Do You Dare to Call Me Daddy (6.5k)_4

    ?Chapter 712: Chapter 128: Ymir, Do You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)_4 Chapter 712: Chapter 128: Ymir, Do You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)_4 The three-meter-long redblack wooden body transformed into a dark red sword blade, resembling a gemstone and metal, with the end forming the hilt and the surrounding branches becoming the guard.


    Luo En merely gazed at the sword from afar, and it was as if he saw a sea of raging flames; an intense burning sensation spread from his sight to his soul.


    This seemed to be a Divine Artifact forged by the World Tree itself from its own branches, containing the Divinity of the Fire Country that it could not digest, hence possessing the powerful Power of Destruction.


    ��Shasha~~��


    Luo En heard the familiar rustling sound of branches, and looking at the dark red giant sword in his hand, he couldn��t help but show surprise:


    ��Should I give it a name?��


    ��Sha!��


    The World Tree rustled its leaves and branches, giving an affirmative answer.


    After a brief moment of contemplation, Luo En looked at the flaming sword body and the few charred branches of the World Tree and blurted out as if possessed:


    ��Laevateinn?��


    ...


    After speaking, Luo En paused, stunned.


    In fact, the term Laevateinn wasn��t strictly a ��name,�� but rather a ��metaphoric compound�� related to ��swords,�� meaning ��Branch Wounder,�� or ��Branch��s Destruction,�� signifying its terrifying power to destroy the Nordic World Tree.


    And this thing, was also the Flame Demon Sword Leivatin that legend foretold would lead the entire Nordic to twilight of the gods!


    The World Tree Yggdrasil...


    The Flame Demon Sword Leivatin...


    And the 24 Holy Runes he engraved into the tree...


    Were all these, ��inevitability�� or ��chance��?


    With messy thoughts flooding his mind, Luo En was momentarily bewildered.


    ��Boom!��


    Just at that moment, a loud bang came from the Golden Gunna Great Chasm where flames and mist intermingled; a towering Giant God broke free from the shackles of ice, letting out a thunderous roar towards the heavens, and his overwhelming Divine Power scattered the flames and mist that had accumulated in the sky above the Nordic Divine Era for who knows how many years.


    Suddenly, the entire Nordic Divine Era shook violently, and a terrifying Aether Storm swept towards all directions, turning everything in its path to dust.


    Luo En, watching the monster from within the Golden Gunna Great Chasm that turned the entire Nordic Divine Era upside down with just its roar, couldn��t help but have his expression change slightly.


    The Ancestor Giant��Ymir!


    The original creator of the Nordic Divine Era, a life of Origin equivalent in standing to the Greek God of Chaos, Chaos.


    It seems that his private tampering with the powers of ice and fire not only caused the World Tree to mature ahead of time but also caused the egg of life in the Golden Gunna Great Chasm to hatch prematurely.


    Wouldn��t this make me sort of a half-father to the Ancestor Giant Ymir?


    If he��s willing to acknowledge it, returning to Greece with such an assistant, dealing with Zeus shouldn��t be a problem, right?


    ��Roar!��


    A thunderous roar interrupted Luo En��s reverie; the newly born Ancestor Giant seemed to have caught a whiff of some sweet scent, sniffing the air before excitedly looking towards a place shrouded in light patterns, with thick saliva drooling from the corner of his mouth, falling onto the cold permafrost and turning into a raging river.


    In the moment when he locked eyes with the Ancestor Giant, Luo En couldn��t help but get goosebumps.


    Whether or not he could acknowledge kinship was uncertain, but one thing he could be sure of was that this freshly awakened being must be very hungry...


    And in both Greece and the Nordic, the records about the Giant Clan were synonymous with Chaos, disorder, and brutality, belonging to monsters whose instincts overshadowed reason.


    Trying to forge a relationship with them, let alone a stepfather, even the real father would be consumed clean.


    As if to confirm Luo En��s thoughts, Ymir, having fixed his gaze on living things, decisively left the Golden Gunna Great Chasm, baring his gleaming white jaws and charging towards him.


    Seeing the situation going south, Luo En decisively teleported a hundred miles away, drawing Ymir��s attention to a desolate land so that the World Tree wouldn��t become an unintended casualty.


    As the monster thundered towards him, Luo En immediately dispersed his Divine Will to anchor the location of the Argo, using the previously reserved Medusa��s Emblem as a medium to open the spatial teleportation Spell, and without a moment of hesitation, turned and rushed into it.


    ��Boom!��


    A mountain-sized giant fist fell, and the furiously compressed Aether Factor violently exploded, sending visible ripples through the layers of space expanding rapidly, the flickering flames and mist intertwined and twisted together, forming blocks of icy blue flames the size of Meteorites falling in all directions.


    For a time, glaciers on the ground shattered, mountains crumbled, flames froze, and even the distant Sea of Chaos roiled with huge waves, bringing forth a violent Aether Tide.


    What is going on?


    The Argo Heroes, who were ordered to dock at the shore, were shocked at such a sight.


    At the same time, a golden figure fell from the torn spatial rift onto the deck, decisively commanding:


    ��Set sail back! Start the ship immediately!��


    The Argo Heroes, seeing the face weathered by the elements but still unmistakably familiar, snapped out of their daze and nodded hurriedly.


    Then, everyone quickly returned to their posts, starting the Argo to leave this barbaric land filled with permafrost and flames, advancing towards their long-separated homelands.


    As the warship had barely left the shore, a giant shadow that blotted out the sky reached the shoal, roaring with frustration at the box of delicious treats that had dived deep into the Sea of Chaos vanishing without a trace.

 Chapter 713 713 129 The Gods Have Disappeared

    ?Chapter 713: Chapter 129: The Gods Have Disappeared? Chapter 713: Chapter 129: The Gods Have Disappeared? Greece, upon the Sea of Okeanos, under a dark sky heavy with dense clouds.


    An old, worn boat rocked side to side amidst the rolling waves, as an elderly fisherman in a linen shirt tightly clenched his frozen stiff fingers, struggling to pull in the fishing net he had cast.


    As soon as the soaking wet net was dragged into the cabin, a skinny little girl carrying a small bucket excitedly rushed forward to search around.


    However, the catch was meager; besides a few small fish that looked pitiful, there was nothing but rotten seaweed and a few pieces of broken wood.


    Holding the bucket, which was light in weight, the girl pursed her dry, cracked lips, utterly disappointed.


    ��Don��t worry, the next catch will definitely be better.��


    The old man comforted his granddaughter with a gentle voice before casting the net again.


    ...


    But after several attempts, the fishing net brought up nothing substantial.


    Now, not only the little girl but also the old man couldn��t help feeling a bit impatient.


    Although he knew from many years of fishing experience that this terrible weather was not suitable for going out to sea, his family at home was all waiting to be fed.


    If they didn��t make a catch today, they would all go hungry.


    The old man glanced at his thin, dark-skinned granddaughter beside him and gritted his teeth as he picked up the oar from inside the cabin:


    ��Let��s go deeper and see!��


    The little girl obediently nodded her head and sat quietly in the stern, holding the bucket.


    The oar stirred the water, creating ripples as the boat entered a rarely visited area of the Sea of Okeanos.


    The old man steadied the boat, composed himself, and then patiently looked for traces of nearby fish schools.


    The weather grew colder, and a dense white fog gradually rose from the sea. The old man, unaware of how long he had waited in the cold wind, finally saw the layers of waves surging from beneath the water and his spirits lifted with joy.


    Something was coming! And they seemed to be big ones!


    Thinking of steaming hot fish soup, delicious fish meat, and loads of Athena��s Bronze, the old man immediately stood at the bow and vigorously cast the fishing net forward.


    However, just as he was waiting for the fish to swarm in, the fog in front surged violently.


    A gigantic beast, as imposing as a mountain, sped through the waves at an incredible speed. The churning seawater raised waves several meters high, instantly flipping the decrepit little boat.


    Caught off guard, the old man and the little girl plunged into the icy water, their bodies bobbing up and down with the waves, their consciousness gradually blurring from suffocation and hypothermia.


    ��Is anyone there? Stop the boat!��


    Just when the grandfather and granddaughter thought they were about to drown, a stern shout echoed in their ears.


    Following that, a gentle force pulled them out of the water and placed them onto a deck covered in cedar wood.


    The old man and his granddaughter, lying prone, coughed violently to expel the seawater that had entered their nostrils and lungs. After catching their breath, they timidly looked around:


    This was not a beast but a warship, even more massive than a beast.


    The warship was constructed from sturdy cedar, appearing majestic and grand; the deck was engraved with a series of ancient symbols shimmering with light, exuding a mysterious aura; the central mast was carved from a Holy Tree with human facial features, looking somewhat eerie from a distance...


    What shocked the grandfather and granddaughter most were the crew members on the ship.


    There were mighty men , standing three meters tall, noble young men dressed in gold silk, a green-haired female hunter with cat ears and a tail, a strange girl with colorful wings and pointed ears, and... a group of pale skeletons maneuvering the warship.


    Such an extraordinary sight profoundly impacted their worldview, leaving them stunned.


    Seeing the rescued pair appearing both shocked and scared, Luo En, who was most human-like and approachable among the crowd, stepped forward and asked warmly:


    ��Old man, are you both alright?��


    The old man, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly, tremblingly shook his head.


    Luo En glanced at the soaked and shivering pair and promptly raised his hand to dry them off, also handing them two animal skin blankets.


    ��Here, cover yourselves with these. The weather is so cold; don��t catch a chill.��


    The man��s voice seemed to possess a comforting magic, making the grandfather and granddaughter nod obediently and gratefully accept the blankets, wrapping them around their thin bodies.


    Seeing that their emotions had somewhat stabilized, Jason quickly stepped forward with an embarrassed smile:


    ��Sorry, we just came out from the Sea of Chaos, and I��m still not quite adapted to handling the situation, so I accidentally swept you up with us. Thankfully, you��re not hurt, or I��d be in deep trouble.��


    The old man, hearing this, finally understood the cause of their earlier troubles.


    With that thought, he hurried to the ship��s side and looked out over the water, finally spotting his battered old friend among the waves.


    Seeing this, the old man couldn��t help showing a sorrowful expression, worried about his future livelihood.


    ��Don��t worry, once we land, I��ll compensate you for your loss at full price!��


    Jason, patting his chest, stepped forward and reassured him with consecutive promises.


    Hearing this, the old man was overjoyed and immediately, shakily, pulled his granddaughter to kneel down.


    ��Quick, give thanks to these kind-hearted masters.��


    As Luo En saw this, he quickly stepped forward to help the grandfather and granddaughter up, joking:


    ��Old man, it��s only right to repay debts, there��s no need to be so formal with him.��


    Seeing the grandfather and granddaughter continuing to nod hesitantly, their every move exuding unease and fear, Luo En sensed a tragic barrier distancing them and couldn��t help frowning.


    That shouldn��t be the case. The Mortal World had just experienced the Battle of Giants, and the relationships among humans, heroes, and the gods should be in a honeymoon phase. Just exchanging a few words shouldn��t provoke such a significant reaction, right?


    Thinking of the Magic Formula around the Argo suddenly extinguishing after breaking through the Chaos Sea Domain, Luo En had a hunch, and a bad premonition immediately came to his mind; he quickly pulled up an old man to inquire,


    ��Old man, you know about the Giant War in Thessaly, right? How long has it been since that great battle?��


    ��The Giant War?�� The old man blinked, then counted on his fingers and answered somewhat uncertainly, ��That seems to be something from over two hundred years ago.��


    Hearing this, Luo En��s heart skipped a beat, and the faces of the Argo Heroes aboard also changed.


    Two hundred years? It had been that long!


    ��Time and space are disordered in the Sea of Chaos, there��s no way to measure it normally. It��s actually very fast for us to have spent only two hundred years making a round trip.��


    Hecate stepped out of the cabin, smiling as she explained.


    Hearing that casual tone, everyone felt relieved.


    Two hundred years, after all, wasn��t too long for these demigods.


    Seeing the atmosphere relax, Luo En jokingly waved his hand to disperse the heroes gathered on the deck, ��Alright, since we all want to get home sooner, everyone back to your posts.��


    Upon hearing the command, the Argo Heroes eager to return home swiftly resumed their stations, pushing the Argo to dock at full strength.


    Then, Luo En turned to Medea beside him:


    ��Medea, go make some meat soup, let these two have a full meal first; docking will still take a little time.��


    Medea obediently nodded her head and led the grandfather and grandchild away.


    When the deck was once again empty, Hecate and Luo En looked towards each other, their expressions gradually darkening:


    ��Do you feel it too?��


    ��Yes, I hadn��t noticed before, but now I realize this place doesn��t feel quite the same as when we left. The restrictions from the ��Destiny Contract�� on Divinity and rank seem to have multiplied several times.��


    Luo En spread open his palm, staring at the significantly reduced golden flame in his hand, frowning deeply.


    Hecate spoke solemnly, ��Strictly speaking, what is decreed is constant. According to the stubborn nature of the Three Fates, the restrictions of the ��Destiny Contract�� aren��t likely to change easily.��


    Luo En looked at Hecate, slowly voicing the answer both understood without saying: ��Unless, something went wrong...��


    Compared to the two hundred years, this was their real concern.


    For this reason, the two had tacitly shifted the topic in front of others earlier, to prevent the Argo Heroes from getting wind of any crucial information from the grandfather and grandson, which could unsettle the morale of the troops.


    And next, it would be best for them, the decision-makers, to personally inquire to find out what exactly had happened in Greece in these past two hundred years.


    With this thought in mind, the two nodded to each other and headed to the kitchen together.


    At that moment, the invited grandfather and grandson were sitting at the dining table, voraciously gobbling up the meat porridge Medea had served.


    The salty aroma and the satiating sensation from the meat made the long unfed pair immensely satisfied, their originally pale faces gradually showing a healthy flush.


    ��Old man, I��d like to ask you about some things.�� Luo En pulled over a chair and sat down next to the grandfather and grandson, initiating the conversation.


    The old man hurriedly set down his bowl, stood up, and respectfully replied, ��Ask away, I��ll tell you everything I know!��


    ��No need to be so tense, we��re just chatting,�� Luo En reassured him, pressing the old man back into his seat, throwing out all sorts of casual queries as if he were making small talk.


    As the conversation progressed, the old man gradually relaxed and recounted everything he knew.


    After the inquiry was complete, Luo En smiled, bidding the old man farewell, and stuffed some homemade candies into the hands of the thin little girl, then walked outside with Hecate, who had been listening the whole time.


    The two stood in the shadows aboard the ship, gazing out over the vast Sea of Okeanos, their expressions grim.


    Greece was now plagued by disasters everywhere: locusts, plagues, earthquakes, floods, volcanic eruptions, and so forth; calamities came one after another... Humans soaked in misery were barely enduring.


    Everywhere there were wars: territorial disputes between Argos and Thebes, status conflicts between Athens and Sparta, trade frictions between Corinth and Cyprus... The alliances formed between city-states during the Giant War had long since become meaningless, turning the entire Peloponnesian Peninsula into chaos.


    The reason for all this was��


    Gods and heroes who had participated in the war in Thessaly had suddenly vanished overnight!


    Almost all of them!


    Without the restraint of the gods and the pioneering of the heroes, social order in the Mortal World, which had been so hard to establish, had drastically deteriorated over these two hundred years, ultimately turning into the current lawless mess.


    Luo En took a deep breath, calmed his chaotic thoughts, and turned to look at Hecate:


    ��Master, what do you make of this?��


    ��It��s mostly linked to that person from Olympus.��


    Hecate looked up towards the silhouette of the mountain range among the stars, answering succinctly.


    Luo En nodded slightly, agreeing with this assessment.


    After all, besides His Majesty the King of Gods, it was unlikely any other deity could easily stir up such storms across Greece.


    Still, there were a few questions Luo En couldn��t get a definite answer to:


    First, even if His Majesty the King of Gods intended to take action, how was it that every rebel deity and hero vanished overnight?


    Second, with so many deities and heroes gone without a trace, why hadn��t the Three Fates shown any intention to intervene?


    Third, who was now in charge in the various city-states of Greece? Who were the enemies, and who were the friends? What exactly happened to those vanished heroes and deities��are they dead or alive?


    Since the grandfather and grandson on the ship were merely ordinary fishermen with limited sources of information, Luo En couldn��t make a precise judgment on these questions.


    ��Don��t worry, no news is good news,�� Hecate consoled softly, ��Once the ship docks, we��ll send people to gather information.��


    Luo En settled his heart and nodded, removing a frost-blue stone box, secured with nine locks, from the Magic Circle Diagram. His fingertips slowly traced the cold runes on its surface, then he lifted his gaze toward Olympus amidst the stars, his eyes filled with determination.

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    ?Chapter 714: Chapter 130 Sister-in-law, Open the Door Quickly, It��s Your Brother-in-law Here Chapter 714: Chapter 130 Sister-in-law, Open the Door Quickly, It��s Your Brother-in-law Here The night grew thicker, and Luo En stood at the bow of the Argo, staring out at sea, lost in thought. The fierce and biting wind that swept in from the sea felt as sharp as a knife, and involuntary shivers rippled through him.


    As the warm, tantalizing scent of food filled his nostrils from behind, Luo En was stirred from his reverie and turned to look back.


    Medea was there, cradling a clay pot in one arm and carrying a food box in the other, having quietly approached him from behind.


    ��The pot contains fresh fish soup. I��ve just taken it off the stove, it��s still very hot, good for driving away the chill; and the food box has some pan-fried fish fillets, they also taste quite good. Try some, Senior Brother,�� said the girl softly, as she took out the carefully prepared food.


    Though a hundred years had passed, this princess of Colchis had long shed her physiological immaturity and her figure had become sensuous and enchanting. But because she had been so well-protected, she remained somewhat naive at heart. Despite her best efforts to hide it, the innate look of concern could not be concealed in her expression.


    After all, ever since she saw the grandfather and grandson, her Senior Brother had been standing at the ship��s bow for the better part of the day, and she couldn��t help worrying about him.


    Perceiving the telltale signs on Medea��s face, Luo En couldn��t help but relax his brows and smile warmly.


    ...


    ��Don��t worry, I��m fine, just a bit distracted. You haven��t eaten either, right? Sit down and eat with me.��


    Medea obediently nodded, settling down next to her Senior Brother, deftly opening the food box, taking out the bowls and plates, and sharing the fruits of her labor.


    As a veteran of countless battles, Luo En did not forget to critique each dish with a professional standard as he tasted them, and he began to praise Medea��s increasingly exquisite cooking skills.


    With some deliberate flattery from the seasoned veteran, Medea��s face flushed, and she gradually forgot the initial purpose of her visit.


    By the time the young girl, completely taken in by the sweet talk, hurriedly packed up the food box, blushing and scurrying back to the kitchen, the smile on Luo En��s face gradually faded as he turned his head to gaze at the pitch-black Sea of Okeanos, a surge of brooding energy bursting forth from his eyes.


    He had been skeptical about the old man��s claims, but as the Argo progressed towards the Peloponnesian Peninsula, he really hadn��t sensed the presence of any deities.


    Even the Magic Beasts and Divine Monsters that normally lived in the Sea of Okeanos were extremely rare.


    Some obscure feeling filled the heaven and earth, growing stronger as they approached the mainland of Greece, as if invisibly suppressing the growth of the mortal clans.


    ��The power of ��Heavenly Destiny��?


    Luo En spread his palm and looked at the golden flames that had shrunk even further in his hand, his brow deeply furrowed.


    Half an hour later, the sound of the waves around them began to weaken, and the serpentine coastline came into view.


    Finally... we��ve arrived...


    Luo En��s heartbeat rhythm inexplicably became somewhat irregular, and a strange sense of trepidation bubbled up as he neared his hometown.


    After more than two hundred years, he had successfully returned to his homeland, but Greece had undergone earth-shattering changes. The fate of his missing friends and family was unknown, a cruel twist of fate.


    Just as Luo En was privately reflecting, his eyes narrowed sharply, a severe look taking hold as he gazed at the vast dust clouds under the moonlight.


    Something was stirring on the shore!


    ~~


    BOOM!


    Beneath the muffled roar, boulders tumbled over the ridge and rolled down, hitting the dark brown horse that was pulling the front of the narrow path, unable to dodge in time, it crumpled as its brain burst and its hooves gave out.


    The remaining two warhorses, startled, whinnied fearfully, stomping and retreating continuously, bringing the chariot to an abrupt halt.


    ��Robbery!��


    A group of jubilant robbers hollered their signature cries, descending from the hilltop towards both ends of the wagon trapped in the mountain trail, hurling down stone locks and javelins, continually striking their stalled target.


    Damn bandits!


    Beneath the cold moonlight, a tall woman with elegant and heroic long dark brown hair, her face changed slightly as she cursed under her breath. She struggled to gather the reins, pulling the panicked warhorses under control, then lifted her skirt, knelt and leaped from the carriage, decisively reaching into the carriage to withdraw her Sword and Shield.


    With a swift piercing sound, a splash of blood shot from the throat of the leading burly bandit. The man discarded his weapon in horror, clutching his wound, gasping, but he could not stem the gushing blood from his neck.


    As his blood drained away, the burly bandit soon crumpled to the ground, his pale face ceasing to twitch.


    During this time, the woman��s dagger flew up and down in her hands, using exquisite swordsmanship to cut down one bandit after another, who tried to snatch their loot first.


    The thick stench of blood permeated the air, and as the rest of the hundred or so bandits arrived, seeing the woman��s ferocity in front of the carriage, they stiffened and slowed their pace, their eyes filled with wariness.


    ��A Griffin? Twin Stars? Spartans! Boss, this woman is from Sparta!��


    ��Golden Deer, Cypress, it��s the carriage of the Moon Temple!��


    As the distance closed, a few insightful bandits discerned the coat of arms on the Sword, Shield, and carriage under the moonlight and couldn��t help but exclaim in shock.


    They thought they had found a weak and gullible lamb since a woman led them, but it turned out to be a she-wolf that had wandered into the mountains.


    ��Good you know! We are the envoys of Sparta, bearing an important mission in our stride!��


    The woman shouted loudly and coldly while pulling a pouch off her waist and tossing it at the feet of the bandits, playfully adding authority and generosity.


    ��This is a bag of Golden Zeus; take it and live carefree for a few months. Open the road immediately, and I promise not to pursue your offense. Otherwise, you��ll face an endless spiral of Spartan revenge and the pursuit of the Moon Temple!��

 Chapter 715 715 130 Sister-in-law, Open the Door Quickly, Its Your Br

    ?Chapter 715: Chapter 130 Sister-in-law, Open the Door Quickly, It��s Your Brother-in-law Here_2 Chapter 715: Chapter 130 Sister-in-law, Open the Door Quickly, It��s Your Brother-in-law Here_2 Tinkling sounds filled the air, as coins of Zeus��s Gold rolled in all directions, ringing with an enticing tune.


    Gululu...


    The bandits swallowed their saliva, their eyes ablaze with greed, but not a single one stepped forward.


    Suddenly, a brawny man with a face scar half a foot long clad in bronze armor pushed through the restless bandits, stepped on the money bag on the ground, and greedily gazed at the spirited woman.


    ��I��ll take both the money and the person! Rare to come across such a lively piece of goods, think you can slip away? Lie down quietly, let the brothers have their fill before we talk!��


    That line from the man, who appeared to be the leader of the bandits, immediately ignited the greed and lust in the hearts of his men.


    Yes, taking down this woman not only meant more profit, but also pleasure!


    ...


    As long as they did the job cleanly, who would know it was their doing?


    The bandits�� eyes gleamed with lecherous and greedy light, almost stripping the clothes off the Spartan Envoy right there and then, while brandishing their sword and shield and spears they advanced, surrounding her.


    ��Protect the lady!��


    The accompanying Spartan warriors instantly roared into battle formation, clashing fiercely with the audacious bandits.


    The priestess with chestnut hair was no mere ornament either; she snorted coldly and, taking advantage of a moment the bandits were held back, lunged forward with her dagger aimed straight at the brash bandit leader.


    Boom!


    However, with the red and black Aether vibrating, the air exploded, winds surged, and the bandit leader who raised his shield to withstand the strike didn��t budge an inch. In contrast, the priestess staggered back several steps, her arm tingling with numbness.


    Divine Blood Warrior? How could there be a demigod among the bandits!


    Has Greece declined to such an extent? Even precious Divine Blood Warriors can��t be retained?


    The priestess looked at the few Spartan soldiers engaged in a fierce battle and the orderly retreat of the hundred or so bandits, a heavy shadow settling in her heart.


    Not right, they still know battle formations; they��re regular troops!


    ��Thought you were something special, lady, but you��re just this? Shall I let my darling here have some fun with you?��


    At the same time, with a sinister smile, the bandit leader in the shadows waved his hand, and a monster with a mane in disarray and the heads of a lion, goat, and venomous snake, all bound in chains, was led out from the crowd.


    Two tall, thin men in black robes waved their magic wands, lifting the Suppression Spell, and the freed beast immediately growled and lunged toward the carriage.


    Mages? And a Chimera subdued and tamed by humans?


    The priestess��s pupils contracted, but before she could warn the others, the infamous Divine Monster charged down the hill and instantly reduced several Spartan warriors to pulp. Their battle formation was instantly shattered.


    ��Beast!�� The priestess, with eyes nearly splitting, immediately raised her sword and shield to charge at the rampaging creature.


    ��Bang!��


    A sharp lion��s claw came swiftly. The priestess hurriedly raised her shield to block, but the sheer force punched through the shield, sending her stumbling against the carriage.


    Immediately after, a blur before the priestess��s eyes, and the Chimera��s wide-open mouth crushed her bronze dagger into a pile of metal scraps.


    The foul stench of blood rushed towards her, and from the corner of her eye, the priestess saw her companions were all dead, her face instantly filled with despair.


    Thud!


    At the critical moment, a sharp whistling sound burst forth, and the Chimera��s three heads exploded, turning into a thick mist of blood.


    Before everyone��s eyes, the Divine Monster that had easily taken down a small Spartan squad crashed to the ground, twitching a few times before ceasing all movement and becoming a corpse gradually losing warmth.


    The priestess turned her gaze, looking at the projectile that killed the Chimera stuck in the tree trunk, her face showing shock.


    A pebble?


    ��Who dares?! Show yourself!��


    The bandit leader��s eyes twitched, as he shouted threateningly while scanning the surroundings for his target.


    Pupupupu!


    However, as his voice fell, a series of explosive sounds of air bursting followed in quick succession. Bandits gathered around the carriage, clutching their bleeding throats, collapsed in terror to the ground.


    At the same time, the vegetation around began to stir, and a blurred figure weaved through the bandits at an imperceptible speed. Wherever the dark, sharp gleam passed, the necks of the bandits were severed without exception.


    Even as blood sprayed like a red rain, the enigmatic figure moving through the group remained immaculately clean, like the God of Death elegantly swinging his scythe.


    Monster!


    Seeing his hundred men slaughtered in mere breaths, with both mages having their heads blown apart by pebbles before they could speak, terror flooded the whites of the bandit leader��s eyes. Instinctively, he rushed towards the carriage, intending to grab a warhorse and flee from this slaughterhouse.


    Though he��d received a deadly order to ambush the Spartan Messenger, he knew that if he fled back, he would certainly be thrown into the dungeon to feed the Magic Beasts.


    But his instincts told him that this newcomer was a thousand times more terrifying than any Magic Beast.


    Staying here was a sure path to death!


    Thud!


    Yet before the bandit leader could reach the carriage, the blurred figure flung his weapon, pinning the leader��s palm to the cart��s beam.


    A twig?


    Seeing the projectile piercing his palm, the bandit leader��s fear intensified.


    A pair of purple eyes gazed over, deep and cold:


    ��Whose men are you? Why would you attack an envoy of Sparta? Speak truthfully, and I might consider sparing your life.��


    ��I��m not...��


    ��Pugh!��


    A flash of blood, and the twig impaling the bandit leader��s palm brutally stirred within the wound, bringing an incomparable agony.

 Chapter 716 716 130 Little Sister-in-law, Open the Door, Its Your Bro

    ?Chapter 716: Chapter 130 Little Sister-in-law, Open the Door, It��s Your Brother-in-law_3 Chapter 716: Chapter 130 Little Sister-in-law, Open the Door, It��s Your Brother-in-law_3 ��Last chance, speak or die!��


    The cold voice carried a chilling murderous intent, as if it could freeze one��s soul.


    The bandit leader shivered, his desire to live overcoming his courage, his face pale as he stammered his lips:


    ��It��s...��


    ��Boom!��


    However, just as he opened his mouth, his head burst open, and his headless body twitched a few times before falling stiffly to the ground.


    ��Was he under a spell that killed him for speaking?��


    In the moonlight, the figure frowned at the headless corpse on the ground, then turned to look sideways, striving to squeeze a gentle smile on his face before speaking again.


    ...


    ��What��s your name?��


    ��Gego, Gego, Priest of the Moon Temple...��


    The woman answered with a dry voice while unconsciously swallowing.


    Gego? The future illustrious queen who, according to legend, would rule over Greece?


    Luo En raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised that he had come upon a celebrity of the future just as he had landed, then softened his tone and said,


    ��Don��t worry, I��m an old acquaintance of Princess Helen. If it��s convenient, could you tell me what trouble Sparta is in? Perhaps I could help.��


    Hearing the other��s proactive friendliness and introduction, Gego glanced again at the corpses strewn all around, hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a grave voice:


    ��As you can see, Sparta is indeed in trouble: the King of Mycenae, Agamemnon, is besieging Sparta with a large army, forcing the princess to marry him. I am on my way to Athens to seek help, hoping that War God Mountain, considering our past alliance, will intervene.��


    ��Agamemnon wants to marry Helen? Did I hear that correctly? Isn��t he her brother-in-law?��


    Luo En was stunned, finding it somewhat unbelievable.


    Because in the original historical trajectory, it was Agamemnon��s brother, Menelaus, who should have pursued Helen and thus became the Spartan King, taking control of Sparta��s powerful military.


    At this moment, a hint of embarrassment crossed Gego��s face, seemingly ashamed of the reason:


    ��Because, Princess Clytemnestra eloped with a visiting Prince from Troy, and they also secretly took many treasures and women from the Mycenean Palace. King Agamemnon felt humiliated, so he is besieging Sparta, demanding Princess Helen as compensation.��


    ��That Troyan prince wouldn��t happen to be named Paris, would he?��


    ��Exactly! You know?��


    Luo En nodded, his face showing a strange expression.


    Of course, he knew, because this Prince Paris was precisely the catalyst for the Trojan War!


    Only, in his destined fate, it was Helen he had eloped with, not her sister��Agamemnon��s wife, Clytemnestra.


    Everything was in chaos!


    Luo En took a deep breath, suppressing his chaotic thoughts, and asked sternly:


    ��What about the Spartan King? Stuck at his own doorstep, isn��t he doing anything? I don��t remember Spartans being so patient.��


    Gego pursed her lips, looking somewhat skeptically at the former acquaintance of Princess Helen:


    ��The king and queen passed away long ago, leaving Princess Helen to govern. Thus, the throne of Sparta has been vacant for a long time, causing unrest among the people and attracting the covetous.��


    ��What? Father and mother are dead?��


    The Spartan twins, arriving just in time to hear this conversation and like shooting stars across the sky, landed on the mountain path clad in Sacred Robes, their faces ashen.

 Chapter 717 717 131 Hecates Big Failure

    ?Chapter 717: Chapter 131 Hecate��s Big Failure Chapter 717: Chapter 131 Hecate��s Big Failure ��Father? Mother?��


    Gego was taken aback by the address and looked at the two newcomers in bewilderment:


    ��You...��


    ��Castor, Polux, you are the Spartan twins, the true heirs to the throne, Helen��s own brothers.��


    Seeing that the Spartan twins were thrown into confusion by the news of their parents�� death, Luo En took the initiative to explain their identities to Gego.


    Hearing this, Gego was visibly startled and said doubtfully,


    ��How is that possible? Weren��t they missing?��


    Although she too possessed the blood of the gods, she was younger and had only recently joined the Moon Temple, so she had never seen the legendary princes.


    ��But now, they and I have returned,�� Luo En answered after a moment��s thought.


    ...


    ��Evidence! What evidence do you have?�� Gego maintained a hint of caution as she asked again.


    Luo En patted the Spartan twins on the shoulders, and both pulled themselves together from their grief, each producing a golden emblem to hand over to her.


    Seeing the emblematic Griffin and Sun patterns, and the secret language hidden among the textures, Gego finally believed in the royal identity of the twins before her and felt completely relieved as she eagerly said,


    ��Princes, you��ve finally come back! Sparta needs you now more than ever, come with me quickly!��


    ��Wait, what about my father and mother? When did they die?��


    ��Not long after you left.��


    ��What was the cause?��


    ��A severe illness...��


    ��Impossible! They are demigods! And they were Spartans renowned for their martial prowess, always in good health; moreover, with Lord Apollo himself, possessing the authority of healing, how could he allow my parents to die of illness for no reason?��


    ��This... I am not clear on that, the records only note this much.��


    Gego��s answer didn��t satisfy the Spartan twins, and the two of them simultaneously turned imploring looks towards Luo En.


    ��Your parents�� death is indeed somewhat mysterious,�� Luo En said, furrowing his brow in judgement, then quickly changed the subject with a grave tone, ��But the immediate concern is to resolve the troubles that have befallen Helen and Sparta.��


    The twin brothers, who had rushed from the ship, had only caught the latter half of the conversation between Luo En and Gego, and were thus unaware of their sister��s current circumstances.


    As Gego and Luo En recounted the full story, the faces of the brothers, already dark with sorrow, grew even more troubled, and they itched to draw their swords and return to Sparta right then.


    ��Anger won��t solve any of the actual problems and could cloud your judgement instead.��


    Luo En��s stern voice brought the brothers back to their senses, and he then tossed a Bronze Short Sword scavenged from the body of a bandit leader to them.


    ��Look at this.��


    At his words, the brothers looked down to examine the short sword closely.


    It had to be said, it was a weapon of exquisite craftsmanship, forged from rare Mountain Copper, with several Hermes Script symbols engraved on the blade, endowing it with both sharpness and durability that would qualify it as an heirloom for an ordinary family.


    Therefore, such an item should not have been in the hands of a band of mere highwaymen.


    The brothers continued to scrutinize the sword, their expressions changing subtly as they saw the corresponding lioness reliefs on both sides of the crossguard.


    In Greek tradition, not only did the lion symbolize strength, but it also represented the incarnation of protectors. It was said that if enemy forces approached, the carved lions of a city-state would come to life, emitting thunderous roars that frightened the enemy away during the night.


    And among those city-states that revered lions, there was one that favored the lioness, especially a pair of corresponding lionesses. They had engraved a pair of lioness reliefs on the city gates of their capital, naming it the ��Lion Gate,�� to signify the majesty and strength of the kingdom.


    The brothers exchanged glances, the same answer surfacing in their minds unbidden.


    �� Mycenae!


    �� These bandits who ambushed the Spartan messenger were actually Mycenaean regulars!


    ��It��s easier to deal with Agamemnon, but don��t forget who is the City Builder and Guardian God of the Mycenaeans.��


    Luo En��s somber reminder came, and the brothers could not help but feel a chill.


    The Guardian God of Mycenae was Zeus. And the original builder of the city was said to be Zeus��s most beloved and esteemed son��Perseus of the Perseus Constellation.


    Perseus, after leaving his homeland, the Kingdom of Argos, and completing a series of divine tasks, came to this land and directed the Cyclops to use immovable stones to build an invincible wall. With this as the foundation, he established his own Kingdom of Mycenae and passed down a divine bloodline.


    Now, in the time of King Agamemnon, the divine blood had grown quite thin, and naturally, they were no match for the two brothers.


    But whether it was the legendary Perseus, who had become a god, or Zeus, the city��s Guardian God, neither were targets the brothers could afford to provoke lightly.


    Moreover, all of Greece seemed to be enveloped in an eerie and chaotic atmosphere that bore no resemblance to the time when they had left.


    If they were to act rashly, the brothers might not only fail to rescue their sister far away in Sparta but might also risk their own lives.


    Seeing that the brothers had calmed down, Luo En gravely suggested,


    ��The situation is complicated; let��s return to the ship first to discuss it together before making a decision.��


    The Spartan twins nodded, quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and along with the survivor Gego, followed Luo En back to the Argo anchored nearby.


    ~~


    An hour later, in the council chamber of the Argo.


    After a series of discussions with everyone, Luo En, with the authority granted by the deities Hermes and Hecate, announced the final decision:


    ��Hermes, you will protect Gego and continue on to Athens in the name of Sparta to ask for assistance.��


    ��Not just for assistance, right?��


    ��Correct, you have the highest vigilance and are the best at gathering information, so I hope you use this opportunity to understand the situation at War God Mountain, to see if the gods have indeed vanished and why they disappeared.��


    ��`


    ��This...��


    Hermes�� gaze drifted, and a hint of hesitation gradually appeared on his face.


    He was indeed highly vigilant, so he naturally had a vague sense of the high risk involved in going to War God Mountain.


    If things went wrong, he might draw the attention of the Father God for making himself too visible.


    Luo En looked at the indecisive Hermes and spoke solemnly,


    ��Now, almost all the deities and heroes who participated in the battle against the Giants have disappeared in the city-states of Greece. Guess who��s next on the list when we come back?��


    Hermes�� expression grew stern as he reluctantly raised his hands,


    ��I��ll go, I��ll go, alright?��


    Nearly all the gods who once fought side by side had vanished, now only he, Hecate, and Luo En could possibly pose a threat to His Majesty the King of Gods.


    If he did nothing, he feared he would be the next victim on the list.


    Luo En nodded slightly and looked at Hermes, who bore a tragic expression of resignation, and comforted him in a soft voice,


    ��Don��t worry. Gego��s mission to seek aid from Athens is already part of the predestined path of fate, and you only need to hide in the shadows. It shouldn��t be so easy for His Majesty the King of Gods to notice you. If you sense something wrong, just grab Gego and run; with your alertness and speed, you��ll surely escape.��


    ��Listen to you, I feel even less assured.��


    Hermes swallowed hard, a trace of resentment on his face.


    Luo En gave Hermes a look and asked without amusement, ��What if we switched, then?��


    ��Where would you go?��


    ��Sparta, to have a match with Zeus�� newly chosen spokesperson in the Mortal World.��


    ��Forget it, forget it, I think the arrangement is quite good.��


    Hermes shrank his neck, waving his hands with a nervous laugh, revealing his opportunistic nature.


    Meanwhile, Hecate��s brows furrowed as she reminded Luo En, who was making the decision,


    ��Sparta was the first city-state to encounter trouble, and yet Helen, despite being one of the fifty Argo Heroes of the Expeditionary Army, did not disappear with the gods. Either there is something wrong with her, or she is bait left intentionally. Acting rashly to make contact presents a high risk, you��d better think it over.��


    ��The loyalty of that girl cannot be questioned. If she had truly sided with Olympus, King Agamemnon would not have come to force a marriage upon her.��


    Luo En first clarified on behalf of Helen and then added solemnly, with a glint in his eyes,


    ��Moreover, although making contact with her carries the risk of attracting the attention of His Majesty the King of Gods, it may also be the breakthrough we need to uncover the truth!��


    Hecate considered his words thoughtfully,


    ��Do you suspect that Helen might know something about the disappearance of the gods and heroes?��


    ��I��m not certain, but we have to try. Besides, she is my ��Divine Wife.�� How could I possibly stand by and watch her in peril?��


    Luo En smiled faintly, his gaze resolute.


    Hecate took a deep look at her disciple and shook her head, unable to help.


    Perhaps this was where he differed from Zeus.


    ��Alright, since this is your own decision, I will not be the one to object and instead attract resentment,�� Hecate said mockingly with a smile and then shifted the conversation to herself, ��So finally, what do you have in mind for me? Let��s hear it.��


    Luo En had already made up his mind and thus gave his instructions with a serious tone, ��Master, your task is the most important and also the most troublesome. I need you to stay aboard the Argo, collect intelligence related to the various city-states along the sea, determine which individuals can be trusted and which regions are still under our control. At the same time, you must also keep an eye on the Argo Heroes to prevent them from acting impulsively upon hearing about their own city-state��s calamities.��


    ��What if none can be trusted?��


    ��Set sail immediately and lead everyone into the Sea of Chaos to await contact!��


    Luo En��s answer was very decisive, clearly prepared to face the worst-case scenario.


    At the same moment, Hecate suddenly felt the Magic Chains she had long worn snap, and the divine seal of servitude within her was completely lifted. She was gently embraced in a pair of long arms,


    ��If I don��t come back, they are in your hands. Head for the Divine Era we discovered earlier.��


    Regaining her freedom, Hecate realized she was not as excited as she had anticipated but instead filled with an inexplicable sense of loss.


    Like a canary bred for complacency, suddenly free of the protective cage, without the warm nest, confronted alone by the cold winds and rain of the outside world.


    Indeed, what a cunning young scoundrel, to abandon her at such a time...


    Hecate sighed, giving a resentful look to the caretaker before her who had successfully made her incapacitated,


    ��When do we leave?��


    ��There��s no time to lose, immediately!��


    Hecate bowed her head slightly, her moist lips planting a gentle kiss on Luo En��s forehead, and she whispered softly,


    ��May you be safe and travel even further than I...��


    Stunned by her words, Luo En smiled.


    He had forgotten that his master was the very goddess who guided mortals on their path in life.


    In response, Luo En placed a kiss on Hecate��s forehead as well, whispering softly,


    ��Don��t worry, no matter how far I go, I will find the way back, to you...��


    Dawn broke, and sunlight pierced the long night.


    Hecate stood at the prow of the ship, watching the figure leading the Spartan twins to shore, growing distant. She unconsciously touched her oddly warm cheek with a resentful gaze.


    This time, she truly lost.


    Not just the chips she had played with but herself completely.


    ��`

 Chapter 718 718 132 This Love Brain, Its Definitely Me

    ?Chapter 718: Chapter 132 This Love Brain, It��s Definitely Me Chapter 718: Chapter 132 This Love Brain, It��s Definitely Me On the road, Luo En and two others, concealed their identities using Divinity memory, hurried toward Sparta like a bolt of lightning.


    Along the way, the thriving towns and bustling trade scenes astonished Castor and Polux.


    First, to isolate hedonism and maintain a spirit of martial prowess, urbanization in Sparta was not extensive; many places retained the appearance of primitive villages.


    Secondly, to prevent internal wealth disparity, pureblood Spartans, apart from military activities, were forbidden to engage in other livelihoods and did not use gold or silver as currency. Instead, they used inexpensive copper coins, hence commerce was not well-developed.


    Yet, everything they saw contradicted the Sparta they remembered. Had they not been sure they were on the right path, they would have thought they had arrived in Athens.


    As they neared the Royal City, the brothers gazed at the emerging villages outside the city and the young men and women coming and going within, and the filled-in large pit outside the village made their jaws nearly drop.


    Luo En, noticing the odd expressions on the brothers�� faces, could not help but ask,


    ��What��s wrong?��


    ...


    ��Something��s not right, who would dare flatten the Abandoned Baby Field?��


    The brothers murmured in response, their faces full of disbelief.


    Through indirect questioning, Luo En finally learned of another Spartan tradition from the brothers.


    To maintain the purity of their bloodline, Spartans implemented a stringent health examination system. Only the healthy newborns were allowed to be raised. Thus, right after birth, babies were taken to the elders for inspection. If found frail or disabled, the newborns would be thrown into the Abandoned Baby Field outside the city; likewise, mothers would bathe infants in strong spirits. If a baby had convulsions or lost consciousness, it was taken as a sign of weak constitution and left to die, as it could not possibly grow into a capable warrior.


    Children were raised by their parents until the age of seven, during which their habits of not crying, not being picky with food, not being noisy, not fearing darkness, and not fearing solitude were cultivated. After turning seven, boys were enrolled in groups to lead a collective military life. They were taught absolute obedience to their leaders, and required to develop their courage, strength, and ruthlessness; They practiced running, discus throwing, boxing, fencing, and fighting. Young men and women also learned to read, write, and dance. To train the children in obedience and endurance, they were whipped once a year during religious festivals. They knelt before the Temple, enduring the scorching lashes that fell like raindrops, but were not allowed to beg, yell, or even make a sound.


    Until around the age of 20, they were considered officially trained and became qualified Spartan warriors.


    During this process, any child eliminated or disabled by or dropping out from the training was also stripped of their citizenship and rights, expelled from the city, left to fend for themselves.


    While harsh, this selection and training ensured every Spartan warrior was extraordinarily capable.


    But now, someone had dared to defy this unwritten Spartan rule by filling in the Abandoned Baby Field outside the city.


    Luo En��s gaze swept over the villages outside the Royal City, and pointing thoughtfully at the young men and women in the village, said,


    ��Those abandoned infants and rejects you mentioned are probably them. If you want to know who did this, you might as well ask them.��


    The Spartan twins nodded, faking the demeanor of newcomers, chatted casually with a few villagers, then returned heavily to Luo En to report,


    ��It was Helen...��


    ��Building towns, developing trade, abolishing the Abandoned Baby Field��all these were her initiatives after she took over the governance.��


    Luo En nodded calmly, clearly not surprised by the outcome.


    Whether it was enduring hardships or banning trade, abandonment of children often affected only the lower classes.


    The Divine Blood nobility of Sparta, being the greatest beneficiaries of these regulations, naturally wouldn��t be so kind-hearted as to abolish old customs, only Helen, who had undergone the systematic education of the Academy of Athens and possessed a compassionate heart, would be willing to do such a thankless job.


    But doing so would surely bring about dissatisfaction among the upper classes.


    ��It��s too reckless, the Elders and Inspectors definitely won��t let it go...��


    The Spartan twins, making eye contact, also realized this and couldn��t help but frown and murmur softly.


    Sparta was ruled by the Divine Blood nobility as a military city-state. Its main authorities consisted of the King, the Elder Council, and the Inspectors. There were two Kings, each from a hereditary family, who normally presided over national sacrifices and dealt with cases involving family law. In times of war, one King would lead troops out while the other held fort at home, providing mutual checks and balances.


    The Elder Council was the supreme authority, comprising 30 members, excluding the two Kings, the remaining 28 were chosen from prestigious elder Divine Blood warriors. Their tenure was for life and any vacancies had to be filled from the original bloodline. These Elders from various Divine Blood families not only had the right to propose legislation but also made up the highest judicial authority, presiding over all civil, criminal, and national cases.


    Additionally, there were five Inspectors, elected by all Spartans, and any Spartan citizen who was of age and had distinguished themselves could be elected. Their duties were to oversee the Kings, adjudicate any illegal acts by the Kings, and monitor the lives of citizens.


    Within such a system of checks and balances, even a legitimate King of Sparta had to carefully consider the consequences of their decisions during such times, let alone Helen, who was merely acting as Princes exercising royal authority, and yet she broke so many iron rules during her administration.


    As the older brother and the originally designated heir to the throne, the two brothers could hardly imagine how their sister Helen, whom they had once protected behind them, had managed to stabilize the domestic situation during the two hundred years of their absence following their parents�� death, and how she had overcome numerous obstacles to guide Sparta towards reform.


    Similarly, Luo En, looking at the villages erected in the Abandoned Baby Field and the men and women living in them, expressed his heartfelt admiration:


    ��Helen, she is quite remarkable...��


    Setting aside the gains and losses of urbanization and commerce, the mere abolition of the Abandoned Baby Field had saved countless children��s lives, giving them a chance to survive after being abandoned.


    This act of kindness alone was enough for Luo En to regard the girl who once followed him around with new respect and admiration.


    The brothers, hearing this, showed bitter smiles.


    ��While we feel the same way, I doubt the Divine Blood nobility in the city thinks so.��


    ��I guessed as much...��


    Luo En nodded his head, smiling coldly as he looked towards Sparta City in front of him.


    ��Otherwise, how would Mycenae��s regular army know of Gego and that group of Messengers�� whereabouts? How else would King Agamemnon, who clearly came with ill intentions, be invited into the city?��


    The brothers were taken aback by these words, only then realizing that throughout their journey, Sparta had not felt the tension of having enemies at its gates.


    Moreover, King Agamemnon and his accompanying Divine Blood Guard were not outside the city, but seemed to have already been led into the city.


    Luo En��s eyes twinkled slightly as he pinpointed the essence of the crisis:


    ��It seems that the Elder Council and the Inspector have had quite a few issues with your sister over the years.��


    ��So what? It��s all for the public good! Compared to these old fools who collude with foreigners for personal gain, they deserve to die more!��


    The brothers coldly snorted in agreement, unhesitatingly taking their sister��s side.


    Luo En, seeing this, nodded in approval.


    Frankly speaking, the measures Helen had implemented during her tenure were commendable, and he certainly did not want to see these brothers resort to sacrificing family loyalty for the so-called ��traditions�� and ��iron laws.��


    At that moment, worried about their sister, the brothers pulled out their daggers, their stance full of aggression.


    ��Let��s go, into the city!��


    ��Hold on, it��s too risky during the daytime when there are more eyes around. Let��s wait until nightfall.��


    Luo En spoke in a soothing tone, calming down the indignant brothers, and they concealed themselves outside the city, waiting for night to fall.


    As the sun set and the moon rose in the east,


    Three figures blended with the night silently scaled the high walls of Sparta City and leaped into a secluded alley.


    Shortly afterward, several agile figures joined them.


    Two teams responsible for the nighttime patrol and alert passed by the spot several times, blissfully unaware of any intruders.


    Meanwhile, having effortlessly infiltrated the inner city, the trio navigated in the shadows.


    Castor, the more temperamental of the twins, cursed as he looked at the empty streets and the teams riddled with blind spots:


    ��What are the city defense officers even for? This patrol route and the watch posts are full of holes. If I were in charge, I��d have them all executed!��


    ��Fine, let��s see if Helen will clear a position for you and if you dare to take action,�� Polux teased his brother, his hand gripping and releasing the hilt of his sword, betraying his inner unease.


    Returning to their homeland after two hundred years, with their parents deceased and their hometown unrecognizable, even their tough nerves couldn��t be entirely undisturbed.


    As the person who had taken them to sea himself, Luo En felt a pang of guilt and was the first to break the silence:


    ��Where is the Moon Temple? Let��s check on Helen��s safety first!��


    ��Southeast!�� Polux, relying on his old memories, pointed toward the ancient and towering structure in the inner city��s southeastern corner.


    As if to confirm his statement, the temple-like building caught the moonlight from the sky; runes on the door and outer walls rhythmically flickered, cascading waves of radiant light at intervals, serving as an alert and patrol method.


    Having confirmed their target��s location, Luo En nodded, and before departing, he reminded the brothers:


    ��Remember, it��s hard to distinguish friend from foe in the city now. Don��t reveal your identities without my permission.��


    ��Got it!�� The brothers responded eagerly, then dashed out of the shadows, heading straight for the Moon Temple in the southeast corner.


    Luo En, with a helpless shake of his head, quickly followed.


    Moments later, the trio skillfully avoided the magic formula��s patrols and arrived outside the temple.


    In the dim temple, a small flame like a bean sensed the unusual presence, flickering violently. The graceful figure that had been kneeling at the altar suddenly contracted her pupils and stood up, looking toward the door as if facing a great enemy:


    ��Who is it?��


    ��It��s... it��s us...��


    The trembling voices came from the shadows, and Castor and Polux, looking at the face from their memories that hadn��t changed at all, walked into the temple simultaneously.


    It was as though they said nothing...


    Seeing this, Luo En sighed internally and immediately expanded a barrier to create a safe environment for the siblings�� reunion.


    The Spartan brothers�� eyes showed gratitude, and then they opened their arms, excitedly looking toward their sister who was running towards them:


    ��Helen, we��re back...��


    ��Bang��


    The graceful figure breezed past them like the wind, crashing into a warm chest, burying her head and letting out cries of joy:


    ��Lord Luo En, it really is you... So I��m not dreaming!��


    The Spartan brothers, still in their embracing pose, stood in place, their facial muscles twitching slightly, then turned their heads, looking complexly and resentfully at their sister who preferred her lover over her brothers.


    Yes, her love-struck behavior was unmistakable.

 Chapter 719 719 133 Waiting, and Hoping

    ?Chapter 719: Chapter 133: Waiting, and Hoping Chapter 719: Chapter 133: Waiting, and Hoping Beneath the bright moonlight, Luo En embraced the rushing Helen in his arms.


    Looking at her slender figure and thinking about everything he had seen and heard in Sparta on the way, he couldn��t help but feel some pity for this girl who once followed him around carefree,


    ��It is I, I have returned. You must have had a tough time all these years?��


    Hearing the warm inquiry from the one she admired, Helen��s repressed emotions burst out like a breached dam, clinging tightly to Luo En��s waist with her head buried in his chest, sobbing softly.


    Luo En gently patted Helen��s back, repeatedly whispering comfort,


    ��It��s okay now, it��s okay...��


    Not knowing how much time had passed, Helen, who had indulged in that warm embrace for a while, finally remembered her brothers standing aside and reluctantly got up, her slightly flushed face showing a rare embarrassment and shyness, courteously coughing to greet.


    ��Brother Castor, Brother Polux, you��ve come back too...��


    Hearing that ��too,�� the already disenheartened Twins almost choked from irritation.


    ...


    So, romantic brother is the real deal, and they are just add-ons as her real brothers?


    However, seeing their sister��s pitiable state, the brothers lost their desire to complain and seriously began to address the matter:


    ��Helen, what happened to our father and mother?��


    ��I��m not sure...��


    Helen shook her head, her expression turning dull.


    ��Not long after you left, our father and mother fell ill, their condition worsening day by day. I��ve called many physicians and scholars to diagnose them, but none could determine the cause. Later, Lord Apollo even descended personally to bless them, but to no avail...��


    ��Even the Chief God��s blessing was of no use?��


    ��Yes, everything seemed as if it was fated, unstoppable by anyone...��


    Helen continued, a deep sadness manifesting on her face.


    With the parents deceased, her sister married far away, and her brothers not by her side, that period was her most torturous.


    As Luo En listened to the siblings�� conversation, a look of surprise emerged on his face.


    That shouldn��t be the case, as Apollo held partial authority over medical and healing powers, his blessing should theoretically be the nemesis of illness.


    Unless there was a hidden truth behind the death of the Spartan King and queen...


    Luo En��s gaze flickered, reminded by Helen��s sigh of resignation.


    ��Fated?


    Considering this, he became stern, looking intently at Helen:


    ��Afterwards? Was there any reaction from War God Mountain?��


    ��I��m not sure...��


    Helen shook her head, adding seriously.


    ��Because not long after that, they all disappeared, overnight!��


    Luo En nodded slightly, continuing to probe:


    ��Then, did they leave you any message?��


    ��Yes! On the eve of the gods�� disappearance, an owl flew from War God Mountain and brought me a spoken message.��


    ��What was it?��


    Helen took a deep breath, slowly exhaling the message that seemed both a reminder and prophecy:


    ��[Wait], and keep [hope]...��


    Luo En, after listening, closed his eyes to ponder for a moment, something dawning on him.


    Now, he somewhat understood why the gods had vanished.


    There was some danger brewing in Greece, and the death of both the Spartan King and queen served as an omen.


    The people of War God Mountain likely had found some clues and were unable to confront it, thus resorting to a risk-averse strategy.


    As Sparta was the first place where trouble arose, and Helen had the most contact with the Spartan King and queen, they dared not take Helen with them, only leaving her with a vague prophecy as a contingency.


    ��Wait, and keep [hope]?


    Luo En lowered his eyes toward his palm, having realized the answer.


    Without a doubt, he was the [hope] the gods and Helen were waiting for...


    Before he left, War God Mountain boasted the presence of eleven Chief Gods, Athena, Prometheus, Tethys��three wise counselors, and countless Divine Monsters, Deities, and Heroes... Yet this illustrious assembly chose not to resist, but rather to momentarily withdraw.


    Moreover, that retreat had meant two hundred years of total silence...


    From this glimpse, one can guess its scope.


    The crisis fermenting in Greece must clearly have been formidable enough to terrify even the gods.


    ��Zeus?


    Luo En pondered, then shook his head, dismissing that answer.


    Mere His Majesty the King of Gods couldn��t have caused an entire War God Mountain to back away significantly��there must be another reason!


    After much thought, due to insufficient information, Luo En could only sigh helplessly, lifting his head to look at Helen:


    ��Then, did they leave you any way to contact them?��


    Helen shook her head, her face equally helpless:


    ��No, after the gods disappeared, the Temples and the Priests in various city-states performed countless sacrifices and calls, but none received any response. Even the Divine Blood Heroes accompanying them vanished. It��s as if they truly evaporated from this World.��


    To verify the truth, Luo En also tried using various mediums from the Magic Circle Diagram to establish the Resonance Technique, but the other end showed no reaction, and his signals disappeared like stones sinking into the sea.


    ��To single-handedly investigate the real crisis facing Greece without any support.


    ��And to find your traces without causing any disturbance...


    Sister Ya, you really posed a difficult problem for me.


    Luo En rubbed his slightly aching temples, then his gaze returned to Helen.

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    ?Chapter 720: Chapter 133 Waiting and Hoping_2 Chapter 720: Chapter 133 Waiting and Hoping_2 Since the straightforward approach was unsuccessful, the only option left was to start the investigation from Helen.


    ��By the way, where is King Agamemnon? Didn��t the old man come to harass you after he entered the city?��


    ��As the Priestess in charge of both the royal and divine authority of Sparta, I am not some war trophy he can snatch from another city-state. If he dares to cause trouble in the Temple, he��d better be prepared for a full-scale war with Sparta!��


    Helen paused, holding her magic wand, and answered with pride, her chin held high.


    Following Helen��s gaze, Luo En looked toward the Great Temple outside where squads of the Divine Blood Guard were patrolling back and forth, and at the nearly packed clergy in several side temples, his face broke into an approving smile.


    ��It seems you��ve done well during your tenure, earning the adoration of these people.��


    ��Ah, it��s not that great...��


    ...


    Blushing at the praise, Helen quickly waved her hands dismissively.


    ��Compared to the great deeds you��ve accomplished, everything I��ve done is but the faint glow of a firefly, hardly worth mentioning. Moreover, the changes I��ve brought to Sparta and the following I��ve gained from those outside are all thanks to your teachings.��


    Saying so, Helen looked at Luo En with eyes full of admiration and love, like a flame that burns eternally.


    If once she was just a starstruck girl enchanted by looks, now she has become a seeker trying to reach the level of her idol.


    For the more she implemented the teachings of this Shepherd of the Temporal World, the more she could feel the grandeur of his thoughts.


    ��Cough cough...��


    Seeing the atmosphere in the Temple turning intimate once again, two intruders couldn��t help but cough loudly to interrupt the affectionate exchange of the couple.


    ��So, where did Agamemnon go?��


    ��He��s at the Elder Council. They invited him in, so they��re responsible for hosting him.��


    ��To let an outsider into the city, what are they planning?��


    ��What else can they be planning? It��s just that they��ve seen me in power for too long and want to take advantage of the incident of my sister eloping to team up with King Agamemnon who has come to admonish, and force me to step down.��


    Helen massaged her temples with a look of helpless wryness, revealing her precarious situation.


    ��The Elder Council and the Inspectors currently control more than seventy percent of the Divine Blood Guard in Sparta. Although I have quite a few followers in the city, they are mostly ordinary people mediocre in talent and combat capability. Plus my brother-in-law and his elite forces, the opposition has completely overpowered the Moon Temple in military strength. Any rash conflict would only increase casualties, so I��m sending messengers to War God Mountain to request troops to mediate this dispute...��


    The Spartan twins were surprised to hear this.


    ��Seventy percent? You��ve done so many beneficial things for the country and its people, why would all the Divine Blood families side with the Elder Council?��


    ��It��s because your seat determines your stance...��


    Luo En hit the nail on the head and then continued to enlighten his somewhat confused brothers.


    ��If you don��t understand, first consider why Sparta was founded.��


    ��Military strength?��


    ��And to maintain a strong army with continuous military achievements, what is most needed?��


    ��War!��


    The brothers had a sudden realization, looked towards their compassionate sister, and asked dryly.


    ��Helen, how many wars have you waged in these two hundred years?��


    Helen thought for a moment and slowly raised one finger.


    The brothers ventured, ��A hundred?��


    Helen shook her head and awkwardly retracted her finger, ��None at all.��


    Hearing this, the brothers couldn��t help but rub their foreheads in pain.


    Sparta was established with military strength, with its cruel training and universal conscription tradition, turning the entire city-state into a war machine serving battle.


    The spoils of wealth, slaves, military achievements, and maintaining social mobility were all advantages brought by war.


    But ever since their sister took power, she first implemented various policies that undermined tradition and then brought two hundred years of peace, which was essentially pushing Sparta��s military and Divine Blood families towards a dead end.


    No wonder the Elder Council would rather bear infamy than to invite outsiders into the city to force a palace coup. No wonder nearly seventy percent of the divine blood families in Sparta had taken a stand against the Moon Temple.


    ��I know this might be overcorrecting...��


    Seeing the displeased expressions on the faces of her two brothers, Helen said softly, expressing her own vision,


    ��But I have witnessed the cruelty of war in Thessaly. We have bought the dawn of peace with countless sacrifices of blood, and so I do not wish that during my reign, the Spartans should have to shed blood for war again.��


    Then she paused, a flicker of deep-seated anxiety shimmering in her eyes.


    ��Moreover, ever since the disappearances of the gods, the city-states which once fought side by side have started warring against each other. Many divine blood heroes I knew died mysteriously in battle. Thus, I suspect there may be some force behind the scenes plunging the whole of Greece into strife and turmoil, making me even more reluctant to initiate hostilities...��


    ��Your thoughts are correct.��


    Luo En patted Helen��s shoulder, giving her an affirming response.


    In fact, ever since he was at the Sea of Okeanos, he had vaguely felt that something was off about the entire atmosphere in Greece.


    The casual chat with that fisherman had further confirmed his suspicions.


    During their two hundred years away, plagues, famines, wars, floods, and various other calamities had been rampant, leaving the population of Greece in dire straits.


    This familiar apocalyptic atmosphere easily led him to think of one person.


    �� Catastrophe Witch Pandora!


    As the lead suspect behind the destruction of numerous civilizations under Zeus, the current chaos in Greece was likely related to her and her master.


    Moreover, according to legend, Pandora��s Box that she possessed had the ability to unleash all sorts of calamities, but within its deepest recess lay [Hope] that could break the world and then remake it.


    To wait, and to keep [Hope]...


    This prophecy left by Athena might refer not only to his homecoming but also to some metaphor concerning [Pandora��s Box].


    At this moment, hearing Luo En��s consolation, the uneasiness in Helen��s heart gradually dissipated, and she looked brightly at the three reinforcements who had arrived.


    ��Just now, I was worried if the messenger could safely reach Athens, and whether War God Mountain would be willing to mediate. But now that you��re back, none of that is a problem.��


    Speaking, Helen seemed to shed a burden, her face showing a look of relief as if a great weight had been lifted.


    Although she had held power for two hundred years, in all honesty, she did not enjoy the feeling of these intricate schemes with outsiders. Now that her two brothers, who had a legitimate claim to the throne, had returned, she could barely wait to throw off this load and live together with the deity she adored.


    ��Don��t be too happy just yet. Our current identities must remain in the shadows, and it looks like you��ll have to continue sitting on the throne.��


    Luo En spoke, shattering Helen��s illusion and voiced his own concerns.


    The mystery of the disappearance of the gods and heroes, as well as the potential crisis that even War God Mountain steered clear of, had not yet been unraveled.


    With the situation still unclear and the enemy hidden in the shadows, they must not expose themselves prematurely if they wished to maintain the upper hand.


    Upon hearing this bad news, Helen couldn��t help but show a look of distress:


    ��The Divine Blood Guard in the city has been moving very frequently. With King Agamemnon already present, the Elder Council is likely to make their move within these two days. But since you cannot reveal yourselves now, and we cannot rely on Gego in the short term, this poses some trouble.��


    ��What��s there to worry about with just some Divine Blood Guard? How about we help you slaughter all those Mycenaean tonight, and see if those old fogeys in the Elder Council still dare to hope!��


    The twin brothers casually reassured her, immediately becoming fiercely protective killer madmen.


    ��Don��t go!��


    Helen quickly grabbed her two brothers, who were about to head out of the temple chamber, and reminded them sternly.


    ��Mycenae isn��t as simple as you think. My brother-in-law seems to have some strange helpers by his side, cloaked in black with black wings, their faces unclear, beyond the common divine blood heroes�� ability to contend with! It is by using this power from the shadows that in recent years, Mycenae has swallowed up numerous regions and suddenly become Peloponnese��s most powerful city-state!��


    Black clothes and cloaks, unclear faces... Such attire sounded somewhat familiar.


    As Luo En furrowed his brows in thought, a subtle shift in the air caused him to suddenly narrow his eyes, looking towards the temple roof and shouting coldly:


    ��Who��s there? Show yourself!��


    In an instant, the authority of the Labyrinth enveloped the entire Great Temple, turning the surroundings into a prison.

 Chapter 721 721 134 The Son with a Bulging Front and Rear End (8k Ach

    ?Chapter 721: Chapter 134: The ��Son�� with a Bulging Front and Rear End (8k Achieved, Seeking Votes at Month��s End) Chapter 721: Chapter 134: The ��Son�� with a Bulging Front and Rear End (8k Achieved, Seeking Votes at Month��s End) Oh no!


    Just as his presence was detected, the uninvited guest on the roof decisively stepped on the temple roof and rushed into the Temple, stretching out his fingers to grab Helen.


    ��You��re courting death!��


    Upon seeing this, the Spartan twins erupted in rage, drawing the bronze short sword from their waists and thrusting forward with a burst of piercing cold light.


    However, the incoming person waved his arms casually and twisted the bronze short swords in the Spartan twins�� hands into flying metal scraps.


    Through the shimmering arcs of light, Luo En glimpsed a pair of gold-plated arm guards on the newcomer��s arms, his eyes narrowing slightly.


    Not only equipped with Divine Armament? But also able to overpower the Spartan twins just with raw strength? Who is this person?


    ...


    Seeing the weaponless Spartan twins fumble, Luo En��s divine intent moved, and several strands of solidified Qi Force transformed into unsheathed sharp swords, shooting forward.


    ��Clang!��


    With a piercing metallic resonance following, the uninvited guest, crossing his arms, was blown backward out of the Temple.


    As they locked eyes, both Luo En and the shadow revealed a trace of surprise in their eyes, both astonished at each other��s strength and reaction.


    And through the bright moonlight, Luo En could clearly see the newcomer��s true face.


    It was a woman, a quite beautiful young girl.


    With a tall nose, deep and spirited eyes like twinkling stars, seeming to emit brilliant sparks. Her features, a combination of Western contours and Eastern delicacy, formed an almost perfect profile. Her black cloak sketched out her shapely figure quite well.


    But what��s most valuable were those slender and straight legs.


    Yet, more than her beauty, what intrigued Luo En was the iron fragrance emanating from this woman.


    ��Rust�� often mixed with the scent of blood, but it was rare for a woman to be enveloped by the fragrance of iron alone. This scent belonged to swords, armors, shields, entwined with those dominant on the battlefields.


    This scent, it was extremely familiar to him...


    As Luo En was lost in memories, the newcomer unceremoniously threw out a beam of light.


    Luo En slashed with one hand, swatting away the incoming dark weapon. The unexpected recoil made him frown again.


    This feel... could it be another piece of Divine Armament?


    As he looked up, a pale hand caught the golden light returning in flight, and reversed it back to its place on her head, corralling her scattered chestnut hair.


    It was an ancient metal headband engraved with sparkling stars and ancient characters.


    ��I have to admit, you are the strongest opponent I��ve met. Since it��s come to this, I need not hide. Come, witness my full power!��


    Amidst the icy cry, a harsh metallic clash erupted, sharp sound waves mixed with chilling air waves swept from the smoke billowing in front exploding in every direction.


    At the same time, a spry figure wielding a gold-bronze short sword in one hand and a bronze shield in the other, wearing a Starlight Crown and clad in Bronze Armor, charged forward like a cheetah.


    The sword on her right was first to slash diagonally, its surface friction with the air revealed dark red divine patterns, and scorching flames rose, coiling around the blade forming a fierce blazing wind.


    All Divine Armament?


    Luo En��s eyebrows raised slightly, he stepped back half a step, veered left seven degrees, and sidestepped the sword��s edge while his right hand curved to grab the girl��s wrist, attempting another disarm.


    Yet, the girl��s response was swift, decisively lifting the shield made of mysterious metal with her left, smashing its extremely sharp edge towards his hand.


    Faint blue light flickered, and divine patterns symbolizing ��Guardian�� and ��Sharp�� surfaced on the shield.


    ��Bang!��


    As his colliding hand was repelled, Luo En couldn��t help his eyelid twitch again.


    Without a doubt, this was also of high quality.


    However, the girl looking at the large swath of faded divine patterns on the shield, and its deeply dented front, was even more astonished.


    She could even damage divine artifacts with a single strike? Who is this guy, really?


    Realizing close combat was disadvantageous, the girl decisively pulled away, golden wings unfolding behind her, flapping into mid-air while retracting the damaged sword and shield, hands empty, a bronze longbow and a rune-etched cone-shaped arrowhead materialized in her palms.


    Luo En looked up, his gaze sweeping from her wrist guards, crown, armor, to the longbow and group of arrows in her hands, quietly counting.


    Five pieces...


    Including the earlier short sword and shield, a total of seven artifacts?


    What kind of family was this? Wandering around with a full set of Divine Armor?


    And why does this scene look somewhat familiar?


    While Luo En mused to himself, the girl in mid-air had already drawn the longbow into a full moon. The cone-shaped arrow ignited with a bloody flame, a low chant simultaneously resounding in his ears.


    ��Moon God��s Bow, War Arrow, burn in my fury!��


    ��Whoosh!��


    The arrow shot down like a shooting star.


    Luo En instinctively raised his hand, firmly catching the arrow aimed at his face, but the engraved letters on it made him pause.


    ��Amazons?��


    ��Snap!��


    While Luo En was momentarily dazed, a golden lasso snaked down, securely binding his upper body.


    Success!


    The woman with golden wings gracefully descended, appearing relieved as she tightly held the other end of the rope, staring at her captive and demanded coldly,


    ��Speak, who are you? Why have you come to the Moon Temple?��


    Regaining his composure, Luo En released his hold on the somewhat aged bronze arrow, looking up at the imposing female warrior before him, took a deep breath, and squeezed a subtle smile on his face:

 Chapter 722 722 134 The Son with a Bulging Front and Rear End (8k Ach

    ?Chapter 722: Chapter 134: The ��Son�� with a Bulging Front and Rear End (8k Achieved, Seeking Votes at Month��s End)_2 Chapter 722: Chapter 134: The ��Son�� with a Bulging Front and Rear End (8k Achieved, Seeking Votes at Month��s End)_2 ��I am your father...��


    ��?��


    The unknown, strange language caused the warrior to pause slightly, looking doubtfully at the rope in her hand.


    This was a secret treasure of the Amazon Tribe, reportedly forged by the God of Fire, Hephaestus himself, containing the authority of the Justice Goddess Themis and personally bestowed by the Hunting Goddess Artemis.


    Because it was unbreakable, had the ability to guard and discern lies, and trapped individuals could only speak the truth, it was also called the ��Truth Rope.��


    Since it was her first time venturing out, her mother had personally given her this item to prevent deception.


    By keeping the Truth Rope tied to her at all times, she could maintain a clear mind, enabling her to face a rational world of objective truth.


    ...


    Theoretically, nobody could lie to her.


    So, what did ��I am your father�� mean?


    Just as the girl was perplexed, a faint questioning voice came from the man:


    ��Is Hippolyta doing well?��


    The girl was startled by his words and looked up in surprise:


    ��You know my mother?��


    Luo En nodded, then under the girl��s astonished gaze, he loosened the bounds of the Truth Rope and pointed to the Great Temple.


    ��If you want to know the answer, follow me inside and we��ll talk.��


    The girl pondered briefly and followed the figure into the temple.


    As soon as she entered, Luo En straightforwardly asked:


    ��Have you come to Sparta also because of King Agamemnon��s affairs?��


    ��Yes, we have an oath of mutual support with the Spartans, and now that our allies are in trouble, we Amazon people naturally won��t stand idly by!��


    The girl nodded, looking openly at the several people in the temple.


    ��So, my mother, Hippolyta, sent me to help. If necessary, we could first abandon Sparta and take away Granny Helen.��


    Hearing that peculiar reference, Helen scrutinized the girl closely, and recognizing the familiar facial features, she suddenly realized:


    ��Little Diana? So you��ve grown this much!��


    Saying so, Helen pulled the girl into her arms, affectionately embracing her.


    It all made sense now...


    Seeing this, the twin brothers gradually extinguished their wariness towards the Amazon girl.


    The Guardian God of the Spartans was Apollo, and the Guardian God of the Amazon people was Artemis.


    Under the influence of these sibling Chief Gods, and due to the deep friendship forged during the battle of the giants, the two city-states forged an alliance, becoming mutual allies.


    It was rare that after two hundred years, the Amazon people had not reneged on their oath.


    When Luo En heard this girl��s origin from Helen, he couldn��t help but feel a mix of humor and annoyance.


    Diana was also a pseudonym used by Diana, the Goddess of the Hunt, during her walks in the Mortal World.


    For some reason, Artemis had specifically chosen the name ��Diana�� for this child.


    Could it be, to give herself a sense of involvement?


    Luo En thought to himself with a wry smile, his gaze towards the girl becoming somewhat complex.


    At this moment, having learned the identities of the three from Helen, Diana also reacted, looking at Luo En weirdly:


    ��So, you are the one my mother mentioned?��


    ��Is it that difficult to call me ��father��?��


    Luo En rolled his eyes, looking irritably at his newly discovered disobedient daughter.


    Diana, unfazed, retorted indifferently:


    ��A father who disappeared for two hundred years and neglected my mother and me?��


    Luo En had no response and could only temporarily skirt around Greece��s perennially tricky father-child relationships, instead asking:


    ��Did you come alone?��


    Dodging these sharp questions, Diana��s expression softened, casually answering:


    ��There��s also a small squad near the city gates to meet me.��


    ��Signal them to gather at the Moon Temple, there��s a use for you all!��


    Diana glanced at Luo En��s stern face and then at Helen, who slightly nodded. She immediately took out the bronze emblem she carried and issued the rallying call to her teammates across the way.


    A quarter of an hour later.


    ��Bang!��


    The tightly closed doors of the Moon Temple were kicked open. A figure wielding a chain hammer charged into the temple like a fierce leopardess, looking around murderously.


    Seeing the entrance that resembled a tiger raiding a home, Luo En��s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot:


    ��Penthesilea, when will you ever change this habit?��


    ��It��s you!��


    Penthesilea stared at the familiar figure in front of her, initially stunned, then her face broke into a delighted smile as she quickly waved towards the outside.


    ��It��s our own people, stand down the alert, just guard the outside!��


    Upon hearing this, the dozen or so accompanying Amazon warriors sighed in relief and adopted a three-person group formation to silently guard around the Great Temple throughout the night.


    Compared to the Divine Blood Guards and priests outside, who were infiltrated by unknown numbers of groups, these elites from the Amazon Tribe appeared more professional.


    Having just organized the outside, Penthesilea eagerly extended her hand toward Luo En.


    ��Where��s the wine you brewed? Give me a jug! I��ve almost suffocated these many years waiting!��


    Seeing his aunt-by-marriage��s hand about to rummage through his waist, Luo En reluctantly took out a jug of self-brewed ambrosial honey wine from the Magic Circle Diagram to satisfy this lush.


    As a jug of wine gurgled down her throat, Penthesilea burped contentedly, her face wearing a tipsy look as she turned to Luo En and spoke softly:


    ��Since you��ve already met Diana, I won��t hide her identity from you anymore...��


    Luo En casually replied, ��I know, she��s my and Hippolyta��s daughter.��


    ��Of course not!��


    ��Ah?��


    Hearing that unexpected answer, everyone looked at Penthesilea in astonishment.


    At that moment, Penthesilea, slightly tipsy, affectionately hooked a hand around Luo En��s neck, with her other hand restlessly searching inside his embrace, resembling a flirtatious woman of a respectable man.


    Diana��s eyes on them gradually became strange; she spoke with a rough voice:


    ��Could it be, you two are...��


    Feeling that odd gaze, Penthesilea rolled her eyes back:


    ��What are you thinking? In the Amazon Tribe only Hippolyta and he have slept together, I��m just searching for more wine.��


    Following an unsuccessful search, Penthesilea stretched her hand towards her brother-in-law:


    ��Hey, is there any more? Bring another jug!��


    ��What else do you want, let��s first clear this up!��


    Luo En brushed off his aunt-by-marriage��s prying hand from his body and asked sternly.


    ��Is Diana really my daughter?��


    ��Of course she is! Otherwise, where would that divine power greater than that of ordinary deities come from?��


    ��Then why did you say...��


    ��Because her mother isn��t my sister Hippolyta, but your lawful wife Thetis!��


    Penthesilea interrupted Luo En��s questioning, bluntly revealing the truth.


    ��About over a hundred years ago, shortly after the death of the King and Queen of Sparta, Lady Artemis secretly took this child from War God Mountain to Paradise Island, claiming she was a descendant of you and Thetis, and entrusted her care to our Amazon Tribe. Then she disappeared with the gods and has been unheard from until now. To hide this child��s identity and protect her safety, we borrowed Lady Artemis��s former identity and gave the child a false name, calling her ��Diana��, and falsely claimed her to be Hippolyta��s daughter.��


    At that moment, father and daughter were like they were hit by a bomb, staring blankly at each other, their minds in a haze.


    Meanwhile, Penthesilea took advantage of Luo En being off guard, reached into his half-open Magic Circle Diagram, pulled out a jug of ambrosial honey wine, popped the wooden stopper and drank heartily while grinning and adding:


    ��So, her real name isn��t ��Diana��, but ��Achilles��! It seems that was the name Thetis herself picked...��


    Achilles?


    After Hercules, the strongest demigod hero of Greece, who had shone brilliantly in the battle of Troy.


    By the way, this legendary Child of Fate... is male...


    Luo En looked at the woman in front of him with pronounced curves, and couldn��t help but fall into deep silence.

 Chapter 723 723 135 Know Me, Blame Me, Its Only The Iliad

    ?Chapter 723: Chapter 135: Know Me, Blame Me, It��s Only The Iliad Chapter 723: Chapter 135: Know Me, Blame Me, It��s Only The Iliad After a brief struggle, Luo En had a thought and found some relief.


    Fate was not a straight and unchanging line but a long river with undulating waves, the spray containing countless possibilities.


    And from the moment he had chosen to unite with Thetis, Achilles�� original fate had long been altered beyond recognition.


    Since even his biological father was completely different, it was hardly surprising that his gender had changed.


    Moreover, in the original legend, Thetis, fearing that if she bore a son, the curse of fate would lead him to a violent death, had not only magically endowed her child with an undying body but also entrusted him to Lycormades, the King of Skyros Island, where Achilles grew up disguised as a girl.


    It wasn��t until the outbreak of the Trojan War that Odysseus, who had come to deliver an oracle using trickery, identified Achilles among a group of girls, leading this Child of Fate step by step toward death.


    Perhaps, Achilles changing from a boy to a girl and avoiding the curse in the line of the Divine King was exactly the future Thetis had most desired.


    ...


    In another dimension, an Amazon girl named ��Diana,�� favored by fate and the gods since birth,


    received immortality from Demeter; wisdom and courage from Wisdom Goddess Athena; the heart of a huntress and the ability to communicate with animals from Hunting Goddess Artemis; beauty and love from the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite; and the Sacred Flame of truth from the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia...


    Thus, she was described as beautiful as Aphrodite, as intelligent as Athena, more agile than the Divine Envoy Hermes, stronger than Hercules, the Son of Zeus, possessing infinite potential!


    So, wasn��t ��Diana�� also another possibility for ��Achilles��?


    Thinking this, Luo En gave his equally stunned daughter a knowing smile:


    ��Diana, you might as well keep this name; it��s been your habit for so many years on Paradise Island, and it wouldn��t be so easy to change. Besides, Thetis and I may be your biological parents, but it was Hippolyta who raised you into adulthood. She too is your mother, and there��s no need to distinguish between them in terms of importance.��


    Diana, struggling with her identity, brightened at this and nodded vigorously, looking at Luo En with gratitude, her heart gradually warming to this father she had never met before.


    It had to be said, her father was truly understanding, and every word and action of his was filled with charisma.


    No wonder her foster mother, Hippolyta, had not only willingly raised his daughter but also remained devoted to him to this day, often praising his divine name and great deeds.


    ��So, why did you call us here? What urgent matter do you have?��


    Diana asked solemnly, using respectful language unconsciously.


    Luo En snapped back to reality, gathered his wandering thoughts, and seriously looked to the daughter he had just acknowledged:


    ��Together, let��s solve the mystery that shrouds all of Greece, find the disappeared gods, and your mother, Thetis.��


    ��Are they all still alive?��


    Surprise flashed across Diana��s face upon hearing this.


    Indeed, the Amazon Tribe had never ceased searching for the gods and Divine Blood Heroes for centuries, yet they had always come up empty-handed.


    As time went on, Diana couldn��t help but doubt whether the disappeared gods and heroes were indeed still existing in this world.


    ��They are likely alive.��


    Luo En spoke gravely, providing the basis for his judgment.


    ��If all the gods and heroes had been annihilated, the Divine King of Olympus would no longer be restrained. Given his nature, he would have definitely descended personally by now to reshape the faith of the Greek cities, or simply destroy humanity once again, rather than using mild tactics like stirring conflicts, diseases, misfortunes, and removing the Divine Blood Heroes that refuse allegiance.


    Moreover, the disappearance of the gods seems to be a choice they made themselves; they didn��t forget to calmly make some arrangements on the eve of their departure.


    So, I think they must have sensed some unavoidable danger and chose to retreat as an advance, secretly waiting for a turning point.��


    Everyone listened carefully, and the previously somber eyes gradually radiated light.


    Yes! From all indications, the situation of the gods and heroes might not be as dire as people thought; they still retained at least some strength that Zeus was wary of.


    Just as everyone was uplifted by this good news, a low voice once again cooled the atmosphere in the temple.


    ��They might be alive, but their circumstances are probably not so favorable.��


    Seeing everyone looking towards her, Diana shared her view.


    ��The premise of retreating to advance is being able to turn a passive situation into an active one, always having a chance to strike back, not cutting off all contact with the outside world and disappearing for centuries, waiting for a nebulous possibility.��


    Luo En looked surprisingly at this daughter, who not only possessed outstanding martial abilities but seemingly also inherited that intelligence and nodded in approval.


    ��You��re right; if things were truly under control, based on what I know of them, War God Mountain absolutely would not have abandoned Helen and sent you to Paradise Island to be secretly raised by Hippolyta.��


    ��Unless...��


    Diana pursed her lips, her eyes flickering with complexity.


    ��...the place they went to was far more dangerous than the mortal world at that time, and even they themselves were not sure of their success.��

 Chapter 724 724 135 To Know Me, To Judge Me, Is Only The Iliad _2

    ?Chapter 724: Chapter 135 To Know Me, To Judge Me, Is Only The Iliad _2 Chapter 724: Chapter 135 To Know Me, To Judge Me, Is Only The Iliad _2 ��Eggs must not all be put in the same basket. Even if they fail, at least you��re still here, and a spark remains in this world. They love you just as much as Hippolyta does, and there��s no other way to do this. I hope you won��t hold it against them.��


    Luo En looked at his daughter, who had grown up, and gave his heartfelt advice.


    Upon hearing this, Diana smiled bitterly and shook her head, ��Hold it against them? Why would I? I��m not a child who doesn��t understand anything.��


    Then, her expression turned serious and she asked earnestly,


    ��Tell me, what do we do next? How can we find the gods and mother again?��


    That somewhat unfamiliar address flowed naturally from her lips.


    Clearly, after the brief time with Luo En, Diana had begun to slowly accept her new identity and new kin.


    With a nod of satisfaction, Luo En��s gaze swept across everyone in the Temple and leisurely revealed the answer,


    ��First, we must wage a war.��


    ...


    ��?


    Everyone exchanged confused glances upon hearing this.


    Seeing their puzzled faces, Luo En explained with a smile,


    ��Don��t worry, I��m not crazy. The gods have disappeared, you��ve all searched for a century or two, tried every method, and still not a single clue. How could I possibly find the answer so easily after only a few days back? So, it��s time to change our approach.��


    A flash of insight struck Diana, and she immediately grasped Luo En��s intent:


    ��Turn the tables, let the puzzle setter solve the mystery?��


    ��Correct answer!��


    Luo En snapped his fingers in satisfaction, seeing in this clever daughter a shadow of Thetis.


    And Helen, not to be outdone, solved the riddle as well:


    ��You want to use the civil disorder in Sparta to blow things up, subtly release information about your return and the Argo, urging the vanished gods to contact you! Moreover, once war breaks out, Sparta��s machine, built for war, will start moving again. If we dangle military achievements as bait, it��ll be easy to turn the internal strife into external conflict, and solve the civil disorder without a fight!��


    ��Not bad, Helen, looks like you��ve learned quite a bit these past years.��


    Luo En did not skimp on the praise, giving his hopeful little sister an approving look.


    And with that affirmation, Helen��s heart swelled with a sweet pride.


    ��So, Mycenae is our opponent?�� Penthesilea��s eyes lit up, excitedly clapping her hands, ��Well that��s great, I��ve had enough of that old boy Agamemnon!��


    Luo En shook his head, his voice deep and meaningful:


    ��No, it��s Troy!��


    ��Start a war with an ally? They are all children of the great God Apollo.��


    The Spartan twins frowned, hesitant.


    Indeed, both Sparta and Troy worshipped the Light God Apollo and had a certain friendly relationship.


    This was also why their sister Clytemnestra had warmly received the envoy from Troy and had been charmed away by the sweet-talking Prince Paris.


    ��It��s a necessity,�� Luo En paused then explained in a grave tone, ��Direct confrontation with Mycenae could easily startle the snake, drawing the attention of His Majesty the King of Gods, and with your sister Clytemnestra being at fault first, we are not in a favorable position in public opinion. It would be easy for King Agamemnon to manipulate the situation and cause the divine blood families of Sparta to blindly follow him. However, there��s no such worry in attacking Troy. Not only do we have a legitimate reason to deploy troops, but we can also use this opportunity to win back the traitorous divine blood families. Plus, attacking Troy is also Mycenae��s objective, perfect for pulling them onto the same boat.��


    ��Attack Troy alongside the Mycenaeans? Isn��t that too risky?�� Diana was surprised by her father��s whimsical plan and raised her concerns.


    ��Mycenae takes the first risk,�� Luo En winked and said quietly, ��The war is ours to fight, we have control. When it starts, when it ends, the intensity of the fight, and who takes the lead, theoretically, are all for us to decide.��


    Hearing this, everyone caught the implication, and a mischievous glint spread across their faces.


    Indeed, if the Mycenaeans wished to provoke a war, let it be so; let them share their affections with the Trojans on the battlefield.


    After all, one had kidnapped a princess from Sparta, and the other coveted Sparta��s mighty army. Whichever side was beaten or crippled, Sparta would profit.


    As the plan became clear, the Spartan twins felt a sense of relief and looked at Luo En admiringly, excitedly exclaiming,


    ��You��re still as cunning as ever...��


    ��Hm?��


    ��Wise and farsighted! Strategic and visionary!��


    Polux, the more astute of the brothers, quickly covered his brother��s mouth, correcting the slip-up.


    Luo En gave the guilt-ridden brothers a glance, aware that their hearts held some dark assessment of him as the commander.


    Ah well, perhaps in the future, he should disguise himself and write a few more poems, letting ��Homer��s Epic�� vindicate him.


    As Luo En was considering his future redemption through literature, the crafty Diana posed another question:


    ��The plan sounds good, but what if the Mycenaeans refuse to send troops, hoping instead to see Sparta and Troy both suffer?��


    ��No, they will definitely get involved!��

 Chapter 725 725 135 Know Me, Blame Me, Only The Iliad_3

    ?Chapter 725: Chapter 135: Know Me, Blame Me, Only ��The Iliad��_3 Chapter 725: Chapter 135: Know Me, Blame Me, Only ��The Iliad��_3 ��Why?��


    ��Because this is ��Heavenly Destiny��!��


    Luo En answered leisurely, a certain resolution in his eyes.


    The Trojan War held an extraordinary significance within the Age of the Greek Gods, belonging to a pivotal node of destiny that was difficult to surpass.


    For example, because of her devotion to the Virgin Goddess Artemis, Helen vowed to remain chaste and did not marry Agamemnon��s brother, becoming the catalyst for the Trojan War. However, her sister, Clytemnestra, wife of King Agamemnon, took Helen��s place and eloped with the Prince of Troy, Paris.


    This proves that minor disturbances could not prevent this destined battle from arising.


    On the other hand, due to its strategic geographic location, Troy was situated directly in Greece��s path of expansion. Its abundant treasures and population made the Greeks drool with desire, leading to constant ��warm and profound exchanges�� between Trojans and the Greek city-states. This place was almost a regular checkpoint for the Divine Blood Heroes.


    ...


    If I recall correctly, before the full outbreak of the Trojan War, old raiders like Hercules and Telamon turned raiding Troy, robbing money and people, into a classic scenario.


    The current King Priam of Troy, the father of Prince Paris, succeeded the throne because he personally witnessed his father and brother being slain, and he narrowly escaped the same fate, scaring him into assuming the position.


    By the way, the one who did the killing was Hercules, and the one who kidnapped people was Telamon.


    Telamon��s current wife, the mother of Great Aeas, was that unfortunate Trojan princess.


    Of course, the slain former King of Troy was no saint��his favorite activities included intercepting Greek merchants, capturing Greeks to enslave them for his construction projects.


    So many Greek bones lay buried beneath Troy, making it an easily defensible yet hard-to-assail strategic pass.


    Therefore, this attracted a fierce retaliation from the Divine Blood Heroes of various city-states.


    Had these old raiders not been conscripted collectively onto the ship Argo for an expedition, the walls of Troy might have been flattened long ago.


    Also, learning from the older generation��s lessons, old King Priam stayed in Troy to develop safely; even with his son Hector��s help and Fate��s blessings, while Troy grew continually stronger, he was always devoted to making peace with the Greek city-states without any thoughts of avenging his father and brother.


    Before the outbreak of the Trojan War, due to friction with the Mycenaeans over interests, King Priam commanded his sons Hector and Paris to lead a fleet to Mycenae for peace talks with King Agamemnon.


    However, relations were not repaired, and the beloved son Paris whom the old king had retrieved not only secretly undermined King Agamemnon, but also abducted many beautiful maidservants and treasures from the Mycenaean Palace.


    Enraged, King Agamemnon summoned all Greeks to assemble and retaliate, thus commencing the Trojan War.


    The reason King Agamemnon could rally such support was not just because of his position as the Alliance Hierarch of Mycenae, but it also highlighted the Greek��s sentiment towards the affluent city-state of Troy.


    In the end, whether it was Helen or Clytemnestra, they were merely pretexts for launching the war.


    For their respective development and to compete for the attention of Fate, the Greeks and Trojans were destined to fight eventually.


    In the original trajectory of destiny, because the massive Trojan War involved nearly all the Greek city-states and deeply tied the interests of various city-states with those of the pantheon of gods, the gods had no choice but to step in one after another.


    Since this was an inevitable event, Luo En estimated that the gods who had disappeared for a century would also appear one by one because of this.


    Then, lurking in the shadows, reassembling this power step by step, unraveling all the mysteries, he could finally settle accounts with His Majesty, the King of Gods on Mount Olympus.


    And if he was not mistaken, the Divine War triggered by Troy and the Greek city-states would also be the last collective descent of the Greek gods.


    Luo En touched the frost-green pendant on his chest, raising his head meaningfully towards the stars, barely discernible Mount Olympus.


    If so, let Troy become the endpoint of this destiny...

 Chapter 726 726 136 Those are all my words

    ?Chapter 726: Chapter 136: Those are all my words! Chapter 726: Chapter 136: Those are all my words! Two days later, the Spartan Elder Council.


    In the spacious and solemn council hall, aristocrats of Divine Blood, draped in white robes and accustomed to a life of privilege, sat arranged according to the rank of their lineage on the circular marble steps. Though they were of advanced age and occasionally dozed off, the muscles under their refined garments were knotted, and Divine Blood coursed through their veins, making them resemble aging lions lying in wait within their own territories.


    ��Gentlemen, the Trojans, under the guise of diplomacy, audaciously abducted Princess Clytemnestra within the halls of Mycenae��s Royal Palace. This is not only a disgrace to King Agamemnon and the Mycenaeans but a disgrace to all Spartans! A foreign nation that once barely survived under our ancestors�� rule now dares to insult us so openly. If we do not respond in kind, others might indeed think the Spartans have lost their edge!��


    A young Inspector, sporting a goatee, stood in the center of the hall, delivering a passionate speech to these powerful aristocrats of the Elder Council.


    The Elders, already dissatisfied with the current state of affairs, nodded in agreement, their eyes flashing with rage:


    ��Exactly right!��


    ��Who do the Trojans think they are, to insult us Spartans so?��


    ��To arms! To arms! Slaughter those Trojan bastards!��


    ...


    King Agamemnon, who had been invited to witness the proceedings, wore a satisfied expression upon hearing the Elders�� unanimous cries.


    Having been in Sparta for half a month, although most of the Divine Blood families disapproved of Priestess Helen��s ceasefire policies, persuading the entire Elder Council to dismiss her directly and march against Troy alongside Mycenae was still no easy feat.


    Thus, since his invitation to the city, he had ceaselessly moved among the Divine Blood families, distributing vast treasures and beautiful women, which gradually loosened the tongues of these old men.


    However, dignity demanded certain proceedings be followed.


    Therefore, even if they intended to oust Priestess Helen, it was necessary for the Inspectors to initiate her impeachment to create an opportunity for challenging the Elder Council.


    This Inspector, eloquently addressing the Elders, was none other than a spy bought with a substantial bribe from Agamemnon.


    ��An ambitious young man, for whom only war and upheaval could elevate his position and power further.


    As the successfully prepared Inspector gave him a nod, Agamemnon stood up, ready to convey his intentions to the Elders.


    ��Well said!��


    Unexpectedly, a pleasant voice came from the entrance, and a tall and graceful figure walked into the council hall, speaking with solemnity:


    ��Everyone, to erase this shared disgrace, I propose that Sparta and Mycenae join forces in a military campaign against Troy!��


    ��?��


    The Elders stared at the fervently poised Helen, exchanging surprised and questioning looks.


    Had they misheard? The Princess, who had always advocated for peace, was now proposing to take military action against Troy?


    Helen looked across the silent hall, her brow furrowing as she asked:


    ��What? Do you disagree?��


    ��No, it��s just, it��s so sudden.��


    The Elders shook their heads, still somewhat dazed.


    Helen, hearing this, snorted indignantly:


    ��What��s so sudden about it? My sister has been kidnapped by the Trojans; Sparta��s honor is being tarnished! Do you expect me to just sit back and do nothing?��


    ��Not at all...��


    ��So, you agree to go to war?��


    After listening to this, the Elders exchanged blank looks for a moment before regaining their senses and immediately nodded excitedly in agreement:


    ��Certainly! Your Royal Highness the Princess, we agree to go to war!��


    They had gone in such a roundabout way, even inviting the foreign King Agamemnon into their city, if not to start this war?


    Now goals were so easily achieved without the need to bear the stigma of collusion with outsiders; wasn��t this much better?


    The pro-war faction among the Elders, seeing Princess Helen��s attitude take a complete reversal of 180 degrees, felt a dreamlike happiness.


    And Agamemnon, who had just risen from his seat and had yet to speak, looked somewhat blankly at Helen.


    It sounded like it was his line?


    As if sensing Agamemnon��s gaze, Helen turned her head and solemnly inquired:


    ��So, brother-in-law, are you willing to demonstrate a husband��s responsibility and join forces with Sparta to rescue your abducted wife and wage war against Troy?��


    In this moment, Agamemnon could only nod dryly in agreement.


    However, intending to regain control, he quickly made a subtle gesture to the bought Inspector.


    The young Inspector immediately understood, stepping forward and solemnly saying:


    ��Before we set out, to ensure unified military commands on the battlefield, we might need to first select a commander acceptable to both parties. After all, this concerns both city-states.��


    ��We share the Bloodline of the gods and face a common enemy, why bother distinguishing between Mycenae and Sparta?��


    At this, King Agamemnon promptly stood up, seizing the opportunity to speak eloquently.


    ��I am willing to marry Princess Helen, to eternally forge an alliance with Sparta, ensuring our common Bloodline will inherit the territories of both nations. When the time comes, Mycenae��s wealth combined with Sparta��s mighty army will not just subjugate little Troy, even Athens will bow before us!��


    Upon hearing this, the Elders couldn��t help but be stirred.


    Although both were powerful states of Greece, due to the repute of the Giants�� Battle, Athens always overshadowed Sparta, maintaining control over the Alliance.

 Chapter 727 727 136 Shes Repeating My Own Words_2

    ?Chapter 727: Chapter 136: She��s Repeating My Own Words!_2 Chapter 727: Chapter 136: She��s Repeating My Own Words!_2 If the gods of War God Mountain were still around, they certainly wouldn��t dare to entertain any wild fantasies.


    But now, times had changed, and nearly two hundred years had passed since the disappearance of the gods. Formerly brotherly city-states started to wage war against each other over issues of interests, territorial disputes, and personal grudges rooted in blood. The title of Athens�� Alliance Hierarch had become nothing more than an empty name.


    Given such circumstances, why couldn��t that seat be taken by them, the Spartans?


    Moreover, they could take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of this woman who had long been a weight over their heads.


    As soon as she became someone��s wife, she would automatically lose the position of Temple High Priest, as well as her eligibility to exercise royal power.


    By then, whether Sparta expanded its borders or restored its traditions, there would no longer be any obstacles.


    The Elders whispered among themselves, their gazes turning increasingly malicious as they looked at Helen.


    ...


    Seeing the crowd tilting in his favor, Agamemnon watched his niece, beautiful as a Goddess, with a burning passion in his eyes.


    It had to be said that as the famously renowned most beautiful woman in Greece, Helen��s appearance surpassed that of her sister��s.


    Once he took her as his wife, he��d be able to enjoy the service of Greece��s number one beauty and gain the Spartan army. Then, he could form a powerful alliance to replace Athens as the Alliance Hierarch, truly a case of reaping multiple benefits with one action.


    However, a clear, cold snort pulled Agamemnon back to reality:


    ��My sister is suffering in Troy, and as her husband, instead of thinking about rescuing her as soon as possible, you��re actually trying to marry me off. Could it be just to take the chance to swallow up Spartan military power?��


    Helen��s reminder brought the Elders, who were dazzled by the grand prospect, back to their senses, their looks at Agamemnon turning more scrutinizing and wary.


    Frustrated that his scheme hadn��t succeeded, Agamemnon couldn��t help but snort angrily:


    ��Your sister, that harlot, said she was abducted, yet didn��t she fall for the pretty boy from Troy and throw herself at him? Not only did she elope with an outsider, but she also took treasures and maidservants from my Royal Palace. I, as the king, suffered such humiliation. If the Spartans maintain this arrogant attitude and are unwilling to show some sincerity in forming an alliance, I fear it will be hard to convince the Mycenaeans to dispatch troops for you!��


    ��How is it? Since deception failed, now you resort to threats?��


    Looking at Agamemnon with his facade torn, Helen sneered with disdain:


    ��Let me tell you the truth, you��re not qualified to marry me!��


    Hearing the undisguised contempt in her words, King Agamemnon��s face involuntarily turned ashen.


    Seeing their patron insulted, the nearby Inspector immediately stepped forward to berate:


    ��Her Royal Highness the Princess, you are being too presumptuous! Without permission, you intruded into the Elder Council and disrupted the Elders�� discussion, and you dare to insult a monarch of the alliance!��


    ��Firstly, you should address me as the High Priest.��


    Helen glanced at the indignant Inspector and said calmly,


    ��Secondly, as I act in Divine Authority and royal power, you should display basic etiquette when you see me. Now, kneel down!��


    ��You...��


    The young and hot-blooded Inspector immediately flushed with anger, wanting to protest.


    However, before he could speak, the authority emanating from Helen��s staff, as she tapped it on the ground, was like divine intimidation, causing the young Inspector to fall to his knees with a thud.


    Seeing that Helen did not hesitate to show who was boss, the Elders, long accustomed to throwing their weight around on their own turf, couldn��t help but fly into a rage.


    ��Enough, Helen!��


    Several Elders who had benefited from Agamemnon stood up indignantly, their faces darkening as they scolded in unison.


    ��Calling you Her Royal Highness the Princess is a mark of respect for your father and brother, but you, a woman, have no right to lead Sparta!��


    ��So, are you in such a hurry to find a new master from the outside?��


    Helen retorted sharply without any courtesy, her gaze laden with thick disdain as she looked at everyone present.


    ��A pride of lions led by a yapping hyena dog��isn��t that the real shame of the Spartans?��


    This cutting mockery not only made King Agamemnon beside her struggle to keep his composure, but even the Elders who had risen to denounce her were collectively disarmed.


    ��Insolence!��


    ��Get out!��


    Outraged, the yelling Elders saw Helen unmoved and turned to bellow angrily toward the door:


    ��Guards! Guards!��


    The shrill and escalating voices echoed from dozens of seats, and hundreds of fully armed Divine Blood Guards flowed in, shields and daggers in hand, surrounding Helen in an attempt to drive Her Royal Highness the Princess out of the Elder Council.


    They all hailed from the city��s illustrious Divine Blood families, those closest to the royal and divine authority, and they were also the group most discontented with Her Royal Highness the Princess.


    The great warrior city of Sparta had allowed a woman to rule over them and issue orders for two hundred years, which was an absolute disgrace.


    As she watched the Elder Council��s minions charge forward, Helen shook her head in disappointment and lightly tapped her magic wand on the ground.


    Boom!


    In an instant, a terrifying red and black Aether Tide surged through dozens of protective barriers outside the Elder Council, pouring into the hall and creating a dazzling, deadly fire.


    The hundred or so Divine Blood Guards arrayed in battle formation were struck as if by lightning, sent flying backwards and crashing heavily into the walls.


    Before they could rise from the chaos, the air was filled with a series of sharp explosions. A group of agile-bodied female warriors, their whole beings ablaze with golden-red divine flames, stormed into the great hall, knocking the Divine Blood Guards unconscious one by one and casually throwing them out of the hall.


    Seeing their signature garb and the formidable aura of their divinity, the Elders were horrified.


    Amazons!


    Seeing their reliance, the Divine Blood Guard, being easily dispatched, the Elders were infuriated:


    ��Helen, you dare conspire with outsiders to storm the Elder Council!��


    Helen looked upon the Elders with contempt, retorting.


    ��What��s the matter? You allow the Mycenaean to enter the city, but won��t allow me to call Amazon allies to my aid in rescuing my sister?��


    Rendered speechless for the moment, the Elders looked to King Agamemnon on the scene for help.


    After witnessing the combat strength of the Amazons, even King Agamemnon couldn��t help but feel some trepidation, trying to soften his tone with a dry chuckle and pacify the situation:


    ��Helen, we are all trying to erase the shame brought by the Trojans. There��s no need for us to be at such odds with our own people.��


    ��Our own people? Oh? Are the Mycenaean ready to send in troops?��


    ��Deploying troops is, of course, no problem.��


    Agamemnon answered crisply but then changed his tune.


    ��However, before we march, we still need to clarify who will lead and who will support.��


    Helen raised her eyebrows with interest, asking, ��Oh, how do you propose we decide?��


    Agamemnon smiled enigmatically, the dagger beneath the cloak revealing itself:


    ��Since Sparta is known for its military might, let us, in fairness, have a contest of warriors from both sides, the winner of which will command the Alliance!��


    With that, he clapped his hands, and a tall figure cloaked in black rose from the shadows of the corner wall.


    Upon seeing this, a look of suspicion flashed across the Elders�� eyes.


    When had this person slipped into the Elder Council? They had detected nothing.


    Moreover, this powerful yet sinister divine presence they felt from afar was enough to chill their blood.


    If this lurker had struck at them, the consequences...


    The Elders�� hearts contracted, and their faces became somewhat cloudy.


    ��Well then, Spartans, are you willing to accept the challenge? If you can defeat me convincingly, we Mycenaeans are prepared to join the fight as your vassals against Troy!��


    Hearing Agamemnon��s proposition, the Elders were somewhat indecisive.


    Though they were reluctant to be led by a woman like Helen and sought outside help to overturn their situation, partnering with Agamemnon seemed akin to making a pact with a tiger.


    After a brief discussion, an Elder at the highest point, bearing a Griffin Emblem on his chest, sighed and said to Helen with grave deliberation, ��Your Highness, since you are currently acting in the stead of Sparta��s monarchical power, everything is for you to decide.��


    Seeing the Elder Council finally bowing to her will, Helen readily agreed:


    ��Fine, we��ll do as my dear brother-in-law suggests.��


    Hearing Helen��s agreement, Agamemnon hurriedly gestured for the figure in the darkness to come forward, a smug sneer of triumph flickering in his eyes.


    Let the Spartans be arrogant. They were about to have a rude awakening to the might of Mycenae.


    With that person taking action, victory was guaranteed!


    Meanwhile, Diana, who was mingled among the Amazon Warriors, exchanged a knowing glance with Helen, then smiled as she removed the sword and shield from her back and approached the formidable foe sent forth by the Mycenaean.

 Chapter 728 728 137 Are You Capable or What, Small Fry

    ?Chapter 728: Chapter 137: Are You Capable or What, Small Fry? Chapter 728: Chapter 137: Are You Capable or What, Small Fry? As the challengers sent by both sides closed in to less than ten meters, the figure shrouded in the cloak struck the first blow.


    Tss!


    A harsh, purple-red sword light exploded in the chamber, rushing forth rapidly.


    Diana instinctively moved to the right, sidestepping to evade.


    The sharp flow of light brushed past her and neatly sliced through the layers of defensive charms surrounding her.


    The next second, without losing momentum, the purple-red blade crashed into the marble load-bearing column at the edge of the venue, turning the several-meters-thick sturdy stone��which seemed like butter cut by a red-hot knife��into a neatly smooth incision.


    Seeing the magic barrier torn by a single strike and the load-bearing column about to collapse, Helen��s complexion slightly changed. She immediately grasped her magic wand, tapped it on the ground, and gathered the aether factors from the air to stabilize the structure of the column to prevent the entire Elder Council from collapsing due to the battle��s aftermath.


    ...


    At that moment, Diana realized that the hero Agamemnon relied upon was no ordinary man, and that the current location was not a suitable arena. Hence, she decisively leaped backwards toward the open square outside the door.


    The mysterious hero wrapped in the cloak, like a merciless killing machine, did not hesitate to leap forward, raising his sword for an attack.


    As the curved blade of the sword sliced through the air, a red-black eerie sword light dramatically enlarged in Diana��s pupils.


    ��Clang!��


    The ear-splitting sound of metal clashing exploded, stirring up fierce gusts around them, and Diana, seeing the purple-red curved blade resting on her left arm��s divine shield, looked a bit uneasy.


    This was no duel; it was a massacre!


    Every strike from this man aimed to kill.


    If that was the case, she would not hold back either!


    Diana��s gaze turned cold, her beautiful face covered with icy frost, and a dense murderous intent surged in her blue eyes.


    At the same time, she swept the Godslayer Sword, forged by the Craftsman God Hephaestus, in front of her.


    And the black figure, following Diana to the square, similarly raised his scythe-like, purple-red, strange longsword to counter the attack.


    ��Boom!��


    The light-patterned blades collided, causing a thunderous boom. The Elder Council��s front doors were instantly shattered and flung into the air. In the explosion��s center, the two figures each staggered back under the powerful shockwaves, crashing into the stone walls and pillars of the square, causing gravel and dust to scatter in the turbulent shakes.


    Diana steadied her stance and looked down at her trembling and humming Godslayer Sword and the Guardian Shield that bore a white mark from a previous chop, her blue eyes fixing sharply.


    The weapon in the opponent��s hands was also a Divine Armament of the same level!


    While Diana was contemplating this, the shadow in the dust stomped hard on the ground, flashing a green light under his feet and moving towards Diana with lightning speed, bringing his scythe-like longsword smashing down from above.


    Diana, relying on her excellent combat instinct, raised her shield to block, but in an instant, the ferocious shadow in front of her vanished from her field of view without warning.


    At the same time, a sharp sound of air bursting came from a blind spot in her vision.


    Behind her!


    Diana��s heart tightened, and two golden metal wings unfurled from her back, shimmering eerily as they folded and stabbed behind her.


    Accompanied by the clash of weapons, the shadow was repelled back in the fierce aether storm, but then faded away once more.


    No, not disappeared!


    It was invisibility and high-speed movement!


    It seemed the cloak the adversary wore was a replica of Hades�� Invisibility Helmet, possessing the quality to mask his presence, and the winged boots beneath his feet contained Hermes, God of Speed��s divinity, enabling extreme speeding and air-walking.


    Diana��s mind raced, immediately making a judgment, and without hesitation, she stowed away her Godslayer Sword and Guardian Shield. She then fiercely clashed her arms together, causing the golden Divine Power Bracelets on her wrists to collide violently, releasing sharp explosions and powerful shockwaves.


    ��Bang!��


    Suddenly, the shadow sneaking up in the dark was struck like by lightning, hurling into an embossed stone wall.


    A perfect opportunity!


    As her gaze caught the shape of the shadow, Diana narrowed her eyes and resolutely summoned her sword and shield, charging towards the target in the rubble.


    However, after only a few steps, a strong blast came her way, as if the winds from all directions converged upon her, making it difficult for her to advance.


    A strong sense of danger surged in her heart, and Diana instinctively twisted her body.


    At the same time, the sounds of chains clattered, and the scythe-like, purple-red bizarre blade flew out, narrowly scraping past Diana��s snow-white neck, leaving a shallow cut.


    Feeling the residual pain on her skin and the divine blood that began to seep out, Diana looked at the purple-red scythelike strange sword, an added wariness in her eyes.


    That sword seemed to possess traits to counteract the divinity��s immortality and make wounds difficult to heal!


    Then, her gaze softly dropped slightly, looking gloomily at a peculiar pouch clasped in the shadow��s left hand.


    �� Wind God Pocket?


    �� Another Divine Artifact?


    Coupled with a few other obscure traces of aura on the enemy, this person��s collection of Divine Armaments was likely at least five or more!


    And not only was his equipment as luxurious as hers, but based on the divine power he exhibited, his own strength was at least on par with a deity, and his combat skills were top-notch.


    It had to be said, this unknown opponent was very strong!


    But, she was stronger!

 Chapter 729 729 137 Are You Capable or Not, Weakling_2

    ?Chapter 729: Chapter 137: Are You Capable or Not, Weakling?_2 Chapter 729: Chapter 137: Are You Capable or Not, Weakling?_2 Excited by the hunt, Diana��s fighting spirit surged, and she launched another attack.


    The shadowy figure tossed the Wind God Pocket above his head, attempting to repeat his previous trick and create an opportunity for victory.


    However, having learned from her previous experience, Diana was prepared. During her charge, she flung her arm forward, throwing the Starlight Flying Crown held upside down in her palm.


    Accompanied by a streak of twinkling starlight across the sky, the recently opened Wind God Pocket dropped to the ground, incapable of obstructing Diana��s advance any longer.


    Seeing this, the shadowy figure simultaneously activated the Boots of Hermes on his feet and the Invisibility Cloak on his body, trying to once again hide in the darkness and regain the initiative.


    But before he could move, something suddenly tightened around his feet.


    A dark gold rope had unknowingly spread over and wound around his ankles, rendering him unable to escape.


    ...


    That was the Truth Rope that had caught even Luo En off guard��it was the most powerful piece of Divine Armor that Diana currently possessed.


    ��You��re quite good, what��s your name?�� Diana, holding the other end of the Truth Rope, couldn��t help but ask the strong, mysterious shadowy figure.


    Famous gods and heroes had disappeared from Greece nearly two hundred years ago. An adversary with Divine Level strength and possessing more than five pieces of Divine Armament was definitely no ordinary person.


    Out of curiosity and caution, she really wanted to know the identity of her opponent.


    Diana��s question seemed to flip a switch in the shadowy figure��s mind.


    He stood woodenly in place, murmuring in a trance, ��What is my name... What is my name... My name is... ####...��


    Just as the shadowy figure spat out a series of muddled syllables, Diana suddenly noticed a stream of red-black muck following the Truth Rope that bound her opponent, creeping toward her. The chilly aura seemed to be mixed with intense malice and the wails of countless lives.


    A sense of imminent danger overcame her, and Diana��s face changed. She immediately swung the Truth Rope.


    The still-murmuring shadowy figure was suddenly hurled to the ground like a cannonball, and his once agile body bizarrely burst apart, melting into a pool of red-black filth that seeped into the ground.


    Looking over the chaotic square and the vanished black figure, the spectators exchanged bewildered glances.


    ��So, that means I won, right?�� Diana��s pleasant inquiry cut through the silence as people from both sides watched her emerge from the dust, their expressions varied.


    As the victor, Princess Helen was, of course, overjoyed, and the surrounding Amazon Warriors couldn��t help but cheer.


    However, King Agamemnon��s expression was not so pleasant. His gaze darkened as he looked toward the deep pit where the shadow had disappeared, cursing inwardly.


    Damn it, this was Mycenae��s original City Builder! A Divine Blood Hero who had been deified!


    Hadn��t that woman said that with this Divine Blood Hero, no one could stop Mycenae��s conquest? She actually dared to deceive me!


    With that thought, Agamemnon clenched his fists in anger, wishing he could immediately return to his tent and strip the woman who had deceived him.


    ��Wait a minute!�� However, before Agamemnon could step through the doorway, Helen called out to the King of Mycenae from behind, offering a smiling reminder.


    ��Now that a winner has been decided, shouldn��t you fulfill your promise?��


    Agamemnon��s face turned an affronted shade of ashen at her words.


    For him, the esteemed King of Mycenae, to bow down and swear allegiance to a woman, becoming her vassal, was an unbearable humiliation.


    Immediately, a thought crossed Agamemnon��s mind and he scoffed coldly, retorting, ��We Mycenaeans have indeed lost this duel, but it does not meet the terms previously agreed upon!��


    Helen frowned upon hearing this, ��What do you mean?��


    Agamemnon answered with self-righteous indignation, ��We challenged the Spartans, not to have some Amazon girl fight on your behalf! Even if this duel was won, it is only a victory for the Amazons and does not prove the valor of the Spartans! Since it hasn��t convinced me, the agreement is naturally void!��


    ��You��ve got complaints now after the dust has settled? Bringing this up only after you��ve lost?��


    ��You just can��t accept defeat!��


    ��A faithless scoundrel!��


    The Spartans were furious, lashing out at Agamemnon, especially those elders who had received favors from him, cursing most fervently, as if they were trying to distance themselves right there and then.


    Clearly, they had completely abandoned any hope of inviting Agamemnon to rule over Sparta.


    After all, such a scoundrel who could go back on his word in front of such a large gathering would hardly keep promises easily. Once Sparta had ousted Princess Helen and Agamemnon took the opportunity to seize power, he might very well dispose of the Elder Council and then single-handedly take over Sparta��s authority and strong army.


    Yet, Agamemnon was indifferent to his former allies�� condemnation and, tearing off all pretenses, sneered,


    ��How so? You let a little girl from Amazon speak for you, is there no one left in Sparta? How can I believe you have the qualifications to lead us Mycenaean?��


    Hearing the mocking words thrown in their face, the Elders of the Elder Council��s facial muscles twitched and their limbs trembled with anger.


    If it weren��t for their old age and weak body, they would have rushed forward on the spot to prove the courage and might of the Spartans.


    Meanwhile, Helen, standing beside them, pressed her hands down gently to suppress the noisy voices behind her and waved nonchalantly towards Agamemnon,


    ��Then so be it, you might as well take your people and roll back to Mycenae. We Spartans will claim Troy ourselves, I will go rescue my sister on my own!��


    ��No need to be so drastic.��


    Agamemnon, far from leaving upon receiving the expulsion order, instead shamelessly leaned in and said:


    ��The disgrace of Troy is a humiliation that both, Sparta and Mycenae, must erase. There is no reason for us to withdraw now.��


    ��So, what do you propose?��


    ��Let��s fight one more time, fair and square. If you Spartans win, I promise without a word, the entire Mycenaean army will follow your command!��


    But immediately, Agamemnon, lowering his arm, casually added:


    ��However, since this is a contest concerning the fate of a city-state, it should be between the rulers themselves.��


    ��You��re choosing me as your opponent?��


    Helen was taken aback, her expression a mix of surprise.


    ��That��s right! Since you want to lead the Mycenaeans, let��s have a king-to-king match!��


    Agamemnon grinned at Greece��s number one beauty, indiscreetly revealing his intentions.


    ��If you win, we Mycenaeans will gladly bow down and submit, but if you lose, I want not only Sparta��s mighty army but also for you to marry me! What do you say? Dare you accept the challenge?��


    ��We cannot agree!��


    The Elders protested anxiously, glaring at Agamemnon, who was trying to take advantage of the situation.


    One was a priestess who had not left her home for two hundred years; the other, a Divine Blood King seasoned by countless battles;


    One had a delicate frame, the other tall and robust;


    One famed for her beauty, the other renowned for his prowess in battle...


    Under such an evident contrast, he still shamelessly challenged Helen to a duel.


    Why didn��t this bastard come knocking for a king-to-king challenge when the former King of Sparta was alive, or when the Princes Polux and Castor were in charge?


    It was utterly shameless to the extreme!


    At this moment, Helen seemed to hesitate too, launching an attack on Agamemnon��s credibility:


    ��You have already been unfaithful to your word once; do you think we��ll fall for it again?��


    Seeing her reaction, Agamemnon immediately raised his hand and swore a solemn oath:


    ��Let��s do this, I hereby swear upon the River Styx: if I lose this contest, I will deploy the troops as agreed, and if I renege, let me be forever cast down into Tartarus Hell!��


    The crowd was somewhat touched by his words.


    This oath was sufficiently vile, and the River Styx had a powerful binding force for mortals.


    But the stronger the oath, the more it proved Agamemnon was sure of his victory. They absolutely could not agree!


    ��I accept.��


    Upon hearing this, the members of the Elder Council turned in unison toward Helen, who had spoken, their faces showing deep sorrow and indignation.


    Her Royal Highness the Princess was being foolish!


    Agamemnon, overjoyed in his heart, quickly jumped onto the square, excitedly calling out to cement the wager:


    ��Excellent! Come then, let me witness the bravery of a Spartan!��


    ��Then, as you wish...��


    Helen nodded, murmuring softly, a subtle smile spreading across her face as she tossed aside her magic wand.


    Immediately, under the astonished gazes of everyone, a flow of gold light, like cascading water, covered Helen��s exquisite body, forming a suit of golden armor as ornate as a praying maiden.


    ��Boom!��


    The next instant, golden light showered down on the plaza like a falling star, the ensuing Aether Storm piercing through heaven and earth!

 Chapter 730 730 138 No Apples, How About Bananas

    ?Chapter 730: Chapter 138: No Apples, How About Bananas? Chapter 730: Chapter 138: No Apples, How About Bananas? Meanwhile, Luo En, standing in the shadows, watched the golden light soaring into the sky above the square and the dumbfounded crowd of onlookers. He couldn��t help but shift his melancholy gaze toward the Spartan twins behind him:


    ��Didn��t you ever mention what Helen did in the past at home?��


    ��We accidentally slipped up twice, once our brother and I were beaten half to death by our father and mother, and once Helen was grounded. After that, we never dared to bring it up again...��


    ��There��s nothing we can do. Among the four siblings, she��s the most favored one. Our father and mother dread even the slightest harm coming to her. If we revealed all the glorious history of her brawling with Magic Beasts, giants, and Titans outside, our bodies wouldn��t have a single good spot left,�� Castor and Pollux complained in a bitterness mixed with schadenfreude.


    ��Besides, how could the Mycenaeans boast about the great achievements of His Majesty the King of Gods if they didn��t erase our contributions?��


    ��Plus, with the gods and heroes vanishing overnight, many of the remaining participants are probably worried about their own safety, and none would dare to mention ��the people of Olympus�� in front of His Majesty the King of Gods, lest they provoke his displeasure. Two hundred years have passed, and many things have likely been changed and buried.��


    ��Right, and in the end, they��ve even deceived themselves...�� Luo En smirked, shaking his head and looking meaningfully toward the dust-filled square.


    King Agamemnon, that self-proclaimed clever fool, really thought that Helen, the ruler of Sparta, was nothing more than a pretty vase.


    ...


    Did he not consider how a mere vase could sit securely as the regent of Sparta for two hundred years and enact a series of radical reforms? Without real strength, relying solely on the temple��s lingering influence and the former king��s decrees, this regent who had several times encroached upon the interests of the Divine Blood nobility would have already died countless times.


    Tsk, tsk, a pure lineage of Zeus, a Virgin Palace Sacred Robe that had completed its transformation; one should forget King Agamemnon with his watered-down Divine Blood lineage��facing even a Titan of Divine Level, he would probably kneel before Helen, now fully suited for battle.


    And indeed, as the dust on the square settled, the overconfident King Agamemnon was embedded like a fresco into the cracked ground.


    The middle-aged uncle��s face, which could still be deemed personable, was now a mix of blue and purple, swollen like a pig��s head, an utterly pitiful sight.


    ��Gurgle~~��


    At that moment, the Spartan Elders, observing the battle, couldn��t help but swallow with dry throats, faces blank with shock.


    Wasn��t Her Royal Highness the Princess known for her beauty? But the Divinity emanating from her was no less than that of the Prince twins, perhaps even stronger!


    No wonder however many spies were sent to the Moon Temple, none returned;


    No wonder the Divine Blood families that clamored about taking action against Helen silently disappeared;


    No wonder the Princess showed no signs of aging over two hundred years...


    It turns out, this woman had long since ascended to Divinity!


    Thankfully, they hadn��t directly confronted her, opting for a gentler approach. Otherwise...


    As the Elders considered the lessons of history, they broke out in a cold sweat.


    At the same time, sensing something, Helen turned back, her exquisitely beautiful face revealing a soft smile as she slowly raised her arm.


    ��Punishment for the guilty, light unto the darkness...��


    Along with a deep chanting, wild Magic Power intertwined and surged, crazily gathering the surrounding Aether to form a golden light beam shooting straight into the sky. Countless twinkling stars turned into dense Aether Factors, converging around the tall figure, shining gloriously with the Golden Armor, as both the sacred and majestic aura rose higher and higher.


    ��Surrender! I surrender!��


    Half-dead in the pit, Agamemnon sprang up like a frog stimulated by electrotherapy, tossing his hands up to declare.


    Yet, the chanting continued, and the magic power around him grew stronger.


    Agamemnon��s forehead broke out in cold sweat; he hastily steeled his heart and added with a miserable face,


    ��Under the witness of the Great God Zeus, Mycenae is willing to join forces with Sparta to wage war against Troy, at its behest!��


    Hearing the answer she desired, Helen dispersed the magic power surrounding her, and her stunningly beautiful face revealed a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze:


    ��Then please, Your Majesty, immediately send a message within your kingdom, ordering your troops to assemble at Sparta, and we shall set out in seven days.��


    ��So soon?��


    Agamemnon��s expression turned to one of astonishment.


    Then, a flicker passed through his eyes, and he chuckled dryly, seeking to evade,


    ��Troy is a fortified city, and the manpower of our two city-states is limited. Preparing the army and supplies might take a considerable amount of time, so perhaps it��s better to take our time to plan thoroughly.��


    In military strategy, it is said: lay siege if tenfold, attack if fivefold, battle if doubled. Though Eastern and Western cultures differ, practical combat doesn��t lie and often leads to consistent conclusions.


    So, the excuse Agamemnon found was quite sufficient.


    ��You need not worry about manpower, Your Majesty; I have already brought them!��


    At that moment, a dazzling, agile figure rode in on a winged, white Pegasus, passing through the palace gate and arriving in the square.


    That was none other than the Messenger, Gego, serving the role of priestess, and behind her dust rose.


    One after another, towering and divine energy-wrapped figures rode in on warhorses and magic beasts, impressively arriving at the square before the Elder Council to assemble.


    Agamemnon��s gaze unconsciously swept across faces approaching from afar to near, his expression turning as unpleasant as if he had swallowed a fly.


    King of Pylos City, Thor, and his two sons Trasymedes and Antilokos;


    The reigning King of Argos, Diomedes, as well as Hercules��s good friend Philoctetes;


    Prince of Evie Island, Palamedes, and King Minos��s exiled grandson, Idomeneus;


    The Divine Blood Hero of Thessaly, Great Aeas, and the Divine Blood Hero from Locris City, Little Aeas...


    And the one leading all these men was none other than the son of Laertes, the King of Ithaca�� the wise Odysseus.


    Together with the first to arrive, the Amazons and his own Mycenaeans, Agamemnon did a rough count and suddenly realized that more than half of Greece��s city-states had sent their representative Divine Blood Heroes.


    With such a luxurious lineup to deal with Troy, they definitely had the weight for both a siege and a direct assault.


    ��`


    Agamemnon, speechless, had no choice but to nod stiffly, exchanging formalities with the Divine Blood Heroes from various city-states who had rushed over.


    Through roundabout inquiries, he only then learned that Gego, who had been sent to seek help, not only successfully reached Athens but also gained approval from War God Mountain, rallying the Divine Blood Heroes of each city-state to campaign together against Troy.


    However, the Athenians, whether to conserve their strength or deliberately sit on the sidelines, did not directly participate in this Trojan War (according to epic records, although Athena did stand with the Greek Alliance, Athens indeed did not send troops).


    ��Haha, it��s rare to meet Your Majesty. This time, in our battle against Troy, we��re comrades in arms. Come on, let��s go inside; we must have a good drink!��


    Odysseus, with his fox-like eyes, laughed heartily as he wrapped his arms around Agamemnon��s shoulder, dragging him unceremoniously into the Elder Council��s reception hall, embodying a picture of warm hospitality.


    And on either side, the Great and Small Aeas lifted the arm of the Mycenaean King, egging him on in unison.


    Agamemnon, unable to shake free, looked at the closing door and each Divine Blood Hero approaching to offer a toast, and felt like crying without tears.


    Now, he and the Mycenaeans truly had no way to escape.


    The noisy drinking continued until nightfall before gradually quieting down, and the tightly closed door was then creakily opened.


    Odysseus, sneaking out of the door, had completely shed his drunken demeanor inside. He respectfully handed over a letter from Agamemnon along with a crest representing his identity to two silhouettes waiting outside the door.


    ��Sir, as you commanded, I have obtained the mobilization order from Mycenae.��


    Luo En, under the moonlight, nodded in satisfaction, carefully scrutinized the content of the letter, and then handed it back to Odysseus, saying:


    ��You did well. According to the previous plan, start the preparations. We will leave in seven days.��


    ��At your service!��


    Odysseus solemnly raised his right fist to his chest and then, with letter and crest in tow, joyfully headed to the Mycenaean Divine Blood Guard��s lodging in the city to convey the command from King Agamemnon.


    Watching his figure recede into the distance, Helen turned to Luo En, asking curiously:


    ��Sir, how did you convince him to change his mind? I heard from Gego that this man had no blood relatives on the Argo, and his son was just born. Initially, he was reluctant to get involved in this war.��


    ��It was simple. I promised that as long as we find the gods, restore order to Greece, his wife and son would have eternal life in Elysium.��


    Luo En watched Odysseus��s departing figure and answered with a faint smile.


    Helen, taken aback, expressed some surprise:


    ��To gamble his life for the future of his wife and son?��


    Luo En nodded and recalled what the epics recorded about Odysseus, making a precise assessment:


    ��Every person��s pursuit is different. Some heroes yearn for honor, some crave battle, some are mindful of great righteousness, and he is the type who��s more attached to family, hoping to exchange his own efforts for a better life and future for his loved ones.��


    ��A very unique kind of person. You seem to admire him to some extent, which makes sense, given that you are somewhat similar.��


    Helen covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, then sincerely sighed.


    ��I envy his wife...��


    ��Envy? There��s no need. Don��t you also have such a husband?��


    Luo En smiled and looked at Helen playfully, teasingly reminding her.


    Helen was momentarily stunned, only then vaguely remembering that she was, indeed, married.


    ��She was the wife of a god.


    And her beloved husband stood right before her.


    Helen��s breathing became hurried, her heart thumping rapidly, and her eyes sparkled as she gazed at the figure she had yearned for two hundred years.


    ��Lord Luo En, I...��


    Before she could finish speaking, a pair of strong, slender arms embraced the waist of the love-struck girl, and those profound eyes were filled with an unspoken fervor and impulse.


    Two hundred years of time had not diminished that affection; this was evidence enough.


    Therefore, there was no need to hide.


    Following one��s nature, affirming one��s desires, that was always the way of the Greek gods.


    But for Helen, this happiness was so sudden it felt almost unreal.


    ��Lord Luo En, wait, I need to prepare!��


    While Helen blushed and stuttered, she sneakily took the long-cherished Golden Apple from the Magic Circle Diagram, intending to use it to brew emotions.


    However, before Helen could take a bite, the Golden Apple, originating from the God of Love, was snatched by Luo En and tossed into an unknown corner.


    ��What is there to prepare? By the time you��re ready, my fire would have died down. Let��s get to it!��


    ��Wait, you��re going the wrong way. This is not the way to the sleeping palace.��


    ��Who said I wanted the sleeping palace?��


    Luo En looked at the Greek Beauty springing to life in his arms, revealing a mischievous grin.


    ��As a goddess�� wife, of course, you must perform your duties in the Temple!��


    Seeing the imposing Moon Temple before her, Helen couldn��t help but swallow hard, immediately feeling the urge to break away from her husband��s embrace and flee.


    But it was too late; her divine husband had already stepped briskly into the Moon Temple, boldly placing her before the statue of the chaste Hunting Goddess Artemis and, under the watchful eyes of the Virgin Goddess, mercilessly chastised his follower.


    And though she didn��t get to enjoy the long-cherished Golden Apple, a sizable banana was more than enough to satisfy Helen.


    Outside the temple, the night stretched on, while inside, spring was intense with tender moans and collisions composing a beautiful harmony, putting a perfect end to two hundred years of longing and steadfastness.


    ��`

 Chapter 731 731 139 Excuse me, can I jump off the ship

    ?Chapter 731: Chapter 139: Excuse me, can I jump off the ship? Chapter 731: Chapter 139: Excuse me, can I jump off the ship? The waning moon descended into the horizon, and as the long night gradually faded, the first light of dawn pierced the thin mist, shining into the majestic temple.


    Luo En looked at Helen curled up in his arms like a kitten, her eyebrows tightly knit, and shook his head helplessly. He stood up, draped on his clothes, and quietly walked out of the great hall.


    ��It looks like you had a good sleep last night?�� said Hermes, who came around the corner with a mischievous grin.


    Luo En gave a sideways glance to the God of Messengers, who might have been eavesdropping last night, casually unfolded the Authority of the Labyrinth, and asked in a deep voice:


    ��How��s it going? Have you found anything about what I asked you to check out?��


    Speaking of serious matters, Hermes shook his head with a somewhat gloomy face:


    ��The gods are not on the mountain.��


    ��The Sanctuary?��


    ��I��ve tried it the way you said, but no one��s there.��


    ...


    ��What about those noble families with Divine Blood in Athens?��


    ��I��ve asked, but not one of them knows. Besides, those old fellows are more cunning one than the next, all calculating their own and their families�� gains and losses. They��ve long lost the progressive spirit of the Giant War. They agree to Sparta��s call to mobilize the Divine Blood Heroes of the city-states to attack Troy, mostly to sit on the sidelines and let this war weaken the power of the other city-states. And Athens, which remains uninvolved, thereby maintains a lead in military strength, continuing to secure the position of the Alliance Hierarch.��


    Luo En sighed and rubbed his somewhat sore brow on hearing the answer.


    Although he had anticipated this, facing the actual outcome still gave him a headache.


    However, he immediately collected his thoughts and analyzed methodically:


    ��It��s within expectations that those old men on War God Mountain want to sit back and watch, in a way, it��s a good thing. After all, if Sparta and Athens were still in agreement, our Divine King might become restless.��


    ��That��s true. Gego and I called in so many people from the city-states to support us, and His Majesty the King of Gods hasn��t interfered.��


    ��It��s possible that this is exactly what he wants to see.��


    Luo En spoke faintly, his tone loaded with deeper meaning.


    ��You mean...�� Hermes��s smile froze as his voice dried up, ��he plans to take us all down with this Trojan War?��


    Luo En nodded, ��Most likely.��


    ��Then why did you call so many people together?�� Hermes raised his voice a few notches, unable to hide his frustration.


    Luo En gave Hermes an annoyed look and said: ��If we don��t stir the waters with more people, how can we set the stage for the play? How can we hide wood in the forest? It��s better to let these youngsters test the waters than for us to charge into battle. If they cause a commotion, we can still take care of things from behind. If we fall, Greece really has no hope left.��


    Hermes, discerning the implication, was startled: ��Are you also preparing to take action at Troy?��


    Luo En casually retorted: ��What else? We��ve been drifting for two hundred years; we couldn��t possibly be doing it to find a birthday gift for His Majesty the King of Gods, could we?��


    Hermes looked hesitant: ��Just the few of us? Isn��t that too risky?��


    ��Therefore, it��s best to find the missing gods and heroes before the dust settles from the Trojan War,�� Luo En replied solemnly, maintaining a calm tone.


    At his words, Hermes swallowed nervously and cautiously asked: ��Can I jump ship now?��


    Luo En cracked a smile, revealing eight neat, white teeth: ��No!��


    Hermes��s hopeful expression instantly crumbled, and he said with a morose face: ��So, what do we do now?��


    ��First, go to the seashore and bring Hecate and the people on the ship ashore. Judging by the time, they should be arriving,�� Luo En murmured as he unfolded his golden wings and disappeared, turning into a streak of light, flying toward the coast near Sparta.


    Hermes also resignedly activated his Authority of Divine Speed and hurriedly followed behind.


    ~~


    Several hours later, near the coast of Sparta.


    The Argo, shrouded in concealment spells, passed through the hazy sea fog and made for the shore.


    Luo En and Hermes, who were waiting on the beach, exchanged glances and transformed into beams of light as they eagerly boarded the deck.


    The moment the Argo Heroes saw them, they couldn��t wait to ask about the situation of their city-states, relatives, and wives.


    Naturally, Luo En was knowledgeable and answered the questions of each of the Argo Heroes on the ship.


    The heroes, hearing about the Bloodlines they had passed on and the descendants they longed to see, had mostly arrived in Sparta for the reunion. They could barely contain their excitement and were eager to rush into the city to recognize their kin.


    ��If you truly care about those young ones,�� Luo En seriously warned, his tone becoming stern, ��then avoid showing yourselves hastily.��


    While Gego may have received the conscription order from War God Mountain, it was primarily thanks to the efforts of these Argo Heroes on the ship that they managed to mobilize more than half the Greek City States and call forth dozens of renowned Divine Blood Heroes for Sparta.


    The heroes on the ship were either kings and princesses of the city-states or founders and rulers of Divine Blood families, hence they wielded great influence over various city-states.


    If it weren��t for them passing on the command through Hermes the Messenger to their descendants and relatives��to unite with Sparta and collectively attack Troy��Helen would probably have been unable to pull off such a grand scene yesterday.


    But at this very moment, with the enemy unclear, it wasn��t the best time for a reunion.


    Although Luo En understood the feelings of the Argo Heroes, for the sake of the safety of many, caution was imperative.


    Fortunately, after going through so many trials, the heroes were no longer the reckless, headstrong brutes they once were. Their trust in Commander Luo En was etched deep into their bones.


    After hearing this sincere advice, they suppressed their impulse to reunite with their families. Under the orders of Captain Jason, they returned to their posts and continued to guide the Argo slowly ashore.


    As the crowd dispersed, Luo En took Hermes into the guest room in the lower hold.


    At that time, Hecate, dressed in a white gossamer gown, was sitting before a chessboard, toying with several carved chess pieces she had captured.


    Her disciple Medea sat opposite her, gazing at the nearly breached defense line with a frown of concern.


    Circe, another of her disciples, obediently stood behind Hecate, responsible for massaging her shoulders and back; she would also occasionally pass a fruit platter to the players, her demeanor quite servile.


    There was no helping it; her mind simply could not grasp the complex chess games. Under the tyranny of her teacher Hecate, she had no choice but to be a menial handmaid.


    Of course, this lazy bird wasn��t entirely submissive at first and had tried to resist Hecate��s autocracy.


    But at that point, all of Hecate��s restrictions had been lifted, and she had resumed her true nature as the Witchcraft Goddess and Queen of Hell. A slight application of her powers had made Circe, her beloved pupil, thoroughly docile, and now she was more obedient than a quail.


    As Luo En and Hermes entered, Hecate decisively sent Medea��s ��King�� to the guillotine and then set aside her pieces, smiling as she asked,


    ��How did it go? Did you gain anything from this trip?��


    Luo En smiled slightly and stepped forward to deliver the good news he had brought,


    ��The crisis in Sparta has been resolved, and I also took the opportunity to involve Mycenae, preparing to use them as cannon fodder to attack Troy. Then, we can test the reaction of His Majesty the King of Gods.��


    ��To act with composure in response to provocation? That method does seem more secure, but I��m afraid His Majesty the King of Gods does not have the patience for taking things slow.��


    ��That��s why, before the dust settles on the battle of Troy, we need to unravel the mystery of the disappearance of the gods.��


    Hecate nodded and turned her gaze to Hermes.


    Hermes hurriedly waved his hands, looking helpless, ��Don��t look at me. There��s no one on War God Mountain. Most of the Divine Blood Heroes from the various city-states who participated in the giant wars have also mostly vanished. As for their whereabouts, I really haven��t got a clue.��


    Luo En frowned and complained, ��I asked you to report gains, why do you only bring news of losses?��


    ��No rush, man. I may not have gathered anything on War God Mountain, but I did get a bit of other news from Olympus.�� A sly grin spread across Hermes�� face, ��Wanna hear it?��


    Hecate and Luo En exchanged a glance and, simultaneously, picked up a fruit knife from the table.


    ��No, no!�� Seeing the threatening posture of the two across from him, Hermes abandoned any attempt at light-heartedness and went straight to the point, ��Do you remember the pressure we felt after returning to the Age of Greek Gods?��


    ��Heavenly Destiny Divinity?�� Hecate furrowed her brows.


    ��I don��t know exactly what it is, but it seems to come from Olympus! Because the closer I get to that place, the more sluggish the flow of Divine Power inside of me!��


    Hermes answered seriously, his tone full of apprehension towards the once Sacred Mountain.


    After a moment of thought, Luo En looked earnestly at Hermes,


    ��I need you to do something for me right away.��


    ��What��s that?��


    ��Make a visit to the Temple of Fate and pay your respects to The Three Fates!��


    Recalling the scene on the Thessaly Battlefield, where the three black-clothed goddesses wielding clubs had publicly killed Titan King Cronus and his two comrades with a swing of their clubs, Hermes gasped and turned slightly pale-green. He looked at Luo En with suspicion and asked, ��Visit them? Are you sure you��re not sending me to my death?��


    ��Relax,�� Luo En reassured him with a stern voice. ��Themis went to seek help from them and came out unscathed. They have no reason to kill you.��


    ��Times have changed!�� Hermes objected, sharing his worries, ��Gods and heroes disappear without a trace, Greece has become a ghost of itself, and they have made no move to intervene. Doesn��t it feel like they are in league with Zeus?��


    ��Could there be another possibility?�� Luo En took a deep breath, his eyes flickering enigmatically, ��It��s not that The Three Fates don��t want to intervene, but that they simply have no power to do so?��


    Hermes was momentarily stunned and then realized, his expression changing to disbelief,


    ��You mean��they��ve disappeared too?��


    ��I��m only speculating, which is why I need you to help check. If I��m right, then the Temple of Fate would actually be the safest option.��


    Luo En answered candidly, looking somewhat helplessly toward Hermes.


    ��I was thinking of your safety, but since you disagree, let��s switch; you go and sound out His Majesty the King of Gods in Troy, and I��ll handle the Temple of Fate.��


    ��No, I��ll go to the Temple of Fate!��


    When he heard he would have to lurk under Zeus��s watch, Hermes immediately shrank back and resolutely chose the simpler task.


    Then, to avoid letting Luo En, who was delegating tasks, change his mind, the God of Messengers dashed towards the deck with urgent haste.


    ��No time to lose, I��m leaving first. We��ll meet up in Troy!��


    Watching Hermes hurry away, Luo En smiled silently while Hecate rolled her eyes.


    You believe whatever he says, but could there be another possibility:


    The Three Fates might have encountered a problem, but the Temple of Fate may also not be safe.


    Because it��s quite possible that Zeus has sent someone, or is lying in wait there himself?

 Chapter 732 732 140 If Youre a Brother, Come at Me

    ?Chapter 732: Chapter 140: If You��re a Brother, Come at Me! Chapter 732: Chapter 140: If You��re a Brother, Come at Me! As night fell, the Argo Heroes, disguised as allies from other city-states, followed Luo En into Sparta City.


    The priestess Gego and the twin brothers had earlier dismissed the bystanders and were ready to meet them outside the temple.


    As the personnel took their positions, Luo En took out fifty sets of standard Spartan equipment he had prepared earlier and instructed the Argo Heroes,


    ��From now on, you are the Spartan Divine Blood Guard, under the command of Helen. Without mine or her orders, do not reveal yourselves recklessly!��


    Everyone nodded seriously, one by one they took a set of Spartan armor and weapons from Luo En, quickly changed into them there and then, and assumed their new identities.


    Seeing the disciplined behavior of these Argo Heroes, Luo En nodded satisfactorily, a slight smile gradually appearing on his taut face:


    ��So, here is your first order: Many of the Divine Blood Heroes from various states who arrived yesterday have passed out in the Elder Council��s reception room. For safety, you are to escort them back to their rest.��


    Upon hearing this, many of the Argo Heroes�� eyes lit up.


    Undoubtedly, this was a chance to come into close contact with their kin and their descendants.


    ...


    However, the ever cautious Jason quickly interjected with caution,


    ��But, won��t this expose us?��


    ��The weapons and armor you are equipped with were personally crafted by me, blending memory Divinity and stealth Spells. As long as you don��t remove them in front of others or do anything extraordinary, there should be theoretically no issue.��


    Luo En explained with a gentle smile, a softness emerging in his deep eyes.


    Hearing this, the Argo Heroes looked at the weapons and armor on their bodies, a warm feeling stirring in their hearts.


    Their deity Luo En was strict in his words, but always showed warmth.


    Luo En clapped his hands to draw everyone��s attention and once again spoke with a smile,


    ��Additionally, besides tidying the reception area, the arriving reinforcements from various states also need reception by the Moon Temple and the Divine Blood Guard. Who wants to go?��


    ��Me! I do!��


    Several Argo Heroes whose kin had not yet arrived eagerly raised their hands, seizing the opportunity to reunite with their families in secret.


    Luo En nodded in consent, ��Good. The details and procedures will be handled by Jason and Gego.��


    Before departing, he reminded them once more, ��Remember, do not do anything unnecessary, as you are the last safeguard!��


    The Argo Heroes solemnly nodded their heads, then, after learning from the priestess Gego the locations of their respective kin, excitedly went to observe their long-separated relatives and offspring as the Sparta Divine Blood Guard.


    Of course, not all the Argo Heroes had families; some, being single without attachments, had to undertake the original patrol and guard duties of the Divine Blood Guard.


    Considering gender, Cainis along with Atalanta, Medea, and Circe, were assigned near the temple to take up posts that involved closely protecting Helen��s safety.


    However, the monotonous night duty was somewhat tormenting for Cainis, a warrior of vigorous experiences.


    To avoid falling asleep, she had to wander around the temple perimeter.


    Then, after about half a lap, a barely discernible gold glint from a bush caught her attention.


    What is that? Hidden by Spells?


    Curious, Cainis approached and picked up the glowing object from the bush.


    An apple? A golden one?


    Cainis weighed it in her hand, fluttering her nostrils slightly, and immediately smelt a rich sweet fragrance.


    Discarded means unwanted, right?


    Cainis muttered quietly, swallowing unconsciously.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in the square.


    Luo En was looking through the parchment Gego had presented, nodding contently.


    The speed of troop and resource assembly from each city-state was faster than he had anticipated, allowing the Greek Alliance to officially depart from Sparta to attack Troy within seven days.


    And with Hermes�� speed, he could reach the Temple of Fate just in time.


    If both operations acted simultaneously, Zeus�� attention could be effectively diverted.


    ��Old chap, you��ll need to hold up, ideally drawing more firepower.��


    Luo En smirked deviously, then put away the parchment and stood up to walk toward the Moon Temple.


    However, just as he passed through the main gate, he saw a familiar figure crouched in the bushes, crunchingly munching on something.


    ��Cainis? What are you eating?��


    ��An apple...��


    From inside the bushes, Cainis answered in a muffled tone while turning her head to greet Luo En with an apple core in her mouth, resembling a large dog that had found a bone.


    Luo En saw the faint gold strip on the edge of the apple skin, his eyelid twitched:


    ��Found it on the ground?��


    ��Exactly.�� Cainis nodded, savoring the apple core that had almost been chewed to a toothpick, ��This thing tastes really good, could you ask the kitchen if they have more? I��d like another serving.��


    ��Sure, I��ll ask for you.�� Luo En replied, chuckling dryly while subtly turning to walk away.


    However, at the moment he turned around, two paws landed on his shoulders and a hot breath drew close to his neck:


    ��Um, wait a moment.��


    Slick~


    A wet tongue suddenly licked his rear neck, causing Luo En to jump:


    ��Hey, what are you doing?��


    The perpetrator leaned in closer, her voice tinged with confusion murmuring:


    ��Brother, you smell so nice...��


    Luo En moved his slightly stiff neck to look behind, his gaze directly meeting a pair of passionate eyes.


    They contained both hunger and desire.


    Gurgle~~


    Luo En swallowed, placing his hand on the insistent paws on his shoulders, his smile slightly stiff, softly saying:


    ��Misconception, that��s your misconception. You must be tired, go back and get some sleep.��


    Aphrodite��s Golden Apple only triggered a momentary surge of passion. Once this had passed, the madness would generally subside.


    As Cainis heard these words, his eyes suddenly brightened:


    ��Sleeping? Together!��


    Luo En looked at Cainis��s eyes, burning like flames, and the hands that were almost piercing into his flesh, his smile somewhat forced:


    ��We are brothers, right?��


    Cainis nodded solemnly, his already flushed face seeming even more excited.


    ��Come on, let��s give brother a good time!��


    No sooner had he spoken than Cainis, unable to contain himself any longer, pounced on Luo En like a large dog spotting a bone and dragged him into the bushes.


    ��We are still outside, don��t mess around...��


    ��Don��t tear up my clothes!��


    ��Ow, why are you biting now? Are you a dog?��


    Soon, the victim��s cries ceased; not only did he have to steer the wild, biting dog back on track, but he also humiliatedly opened the Labyrinth Barrier to cover up the perpetrator��s crime.


    Finally, as dawn approached, the released fierce dog let out a satisfied high pitch, and his flame-like eyes gradually cooled down and cleared.


    Luo En, seeing this, pointed to the bite marks and scratches on his body, bitterly accusing:


    ��Look at what you��ve done!��


    Yet, the perpetrator showed not the slightest remorse but instead, amused, stroked his own abdomen and Luo En��s wounds:


    ��So doing this is actually fun? No wonder Medea and Atalanta are always around you.��


    Seeing a look of ��I��ve lost big time�� slowly emerging on Cainis��s face, Luo En felt a jolt in his heart and quickly reminded:


    ��We are brothers!��


    ��Right!��


    Cainis nodded in agreement, looking excitedly at his dear brother.


    ��How about we have another child to enhance the bond between brothers?��


    ��...��


    Luo En was speechless for a moment, his brain��s CPU overheating for the first time.


    Seeing his silent dear brother, Cainis felt even more pleased:


    ��You think so too? Then it��s settled! It��s still early, let��s continue!��


    Looking at him twisting his waist and launching another attack, Luo En felt like crying without tears.


    Their pure brotherly affection was no longer pure.


    ~~


    In the Temple��s council hall, lights blazed bright.


    Hecate glanced at the dancing candlelight on the desk and looked up at a disciple entering with the moonlight, a hint of surprise in her eyes:


    ��Why are you wearing so much?��


    ��It��s a bit cold...��


    Luo En answered huskily, pulling up the collar of his clothes to cover a bite mark on his neck.


    Hecate rolled her eyes and, without asking further, tossed a neatly arranged parchment off the desk to Luo En:


    ��You��ve come at the right time; this is the military and supplies list from the Alliance. Gego asked me to give it to you.��


    Luo En skimmed the data on the parchment, nodding in satisfaction:


    ��Looks like everyone is almost here?��


    ��Pretty much.��


    ��And Hermes? Has he returned yet?��


    ��No news yet,�� Hecate replied truthfully.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes.


    No news wasn��t a good sign; the messenger God might have encountered trouble.


    ��We can��t delay any longer.��


    Luo En��s eyes flickered before he solemnly murmured:


    ��Tomorrow, the army will depart by sea to Troy!��


    ��Good!��


    Hecate nodded in agreement, then looking out at the dense night, licked her luscious lips:


    ��And tonight?��


    ��Tonight...��


    Luo En murmured with a smile, then dashed out of the room at lightning speed, turning into a golden streak of light disappearing into the night.


    Unprepared, Hecate stared at the empty council hall, paused for a moment, and chuckled softly.


    The next day, the assembly bell shattered many dreams.


    Military forces from various city-states had already gathered outside the city, and near Sparta��s coast, the port was equally crowded with ships.


    Half an hour later, the Temple doors were fully opened, and two rows of priests dressed in white robes, holding offerings, entered the arena following the ritual procedure, lighting the Sacred Flame, bowing down, and reciting prayers to jointly worship the Pantheon of Gods.


    It was the ceremony to pray for a successful military expedition.


    The bustling square was solemn, the Spartans�� blood boiling with excitement, their faces flush with intense exhilaration.


    After many years, their longswords and spears finally had a battlefield again!


    After the ceremony, Helen, the High Priest, picked up a bronze horn from the tray, placed it to her lips, and blew with all her Magic Power, the mournful, ancient sound echoing from before the Temple.


    Woo~~


    Rings of visible golden ripples spread outwards, forming a resonant sound echoing throughout the city!


    ��Embark! March to Troy!��


    As Helen slammed the Divine Staff onto the ground, solemnly declaring, the Divine Blood Heroes from the various city-states led their armies, successively boarding the warships.


    The sea breeze fluttered, sails were raised, and a fleet full of troops from the Greek Alliance majestically sailed toward the formidable Troy.

 Chapter 733 733 141 Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)

    ?Chapter 733: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k) Chapter 733: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k) Troy.


    Several strands of morning sunlight pierced through the pristine clouds, casting their light upon the towering walls that stood dozens of meters tall. The Hermes Script engraved on the surfaces of mud bricks and stones shimmered under the sunlight, emitting an ancient and sacred aura.


    The ancestors of the Trojans were ��Dardanos,�� the child born from the union of Divine King Zeus and the Titan Goddess Electra.


    Thanks to this noble bloodline, their ancestor Dardanos had once summoned the assistance of a Giant God to build the city of Troy together.


    Moreover, during the construction process, it was said that Divine King Zeus himself descended to the Lower Realm and bestowed one of his Guardian God statues to Troy.


    Knowing this history, the Trojans took great pride in it. They firmly believed that their city-state was cherished by the Deities and would stand for a thousand years.


    As usual, several squads of soldiers exiting their tents and yawning climbed up to the watchtowers on the city walls to commence their guard duty for the day.


    ...


    There were a total of eight watchtowers, with the most magnificent facing the Troy Plain and the Oceanus Coast in the northeast, positioned as the strategic throat of Troy City.


    For this reason, the watchtower there was not only built most spectacularly but also had the strongest defenses, accompanied by a group of fortresses below. Once the soldiers ascended to the top of the tower, they could overlook the entire Troy Plain and the coastline.


    However, due to the absence of war for over a century, the soldiers had gradually nicknamed the northeastern tower ��Troy��s Best Scenic Overlook.��


    In such splendid and sunny weather, if one could ascend this high tower, the vibrant Troy Plain, the vast vigorous blue Sea of Okeanos, and the golden coastal beaches would be captured in a single glance, offering a sense of serenity and delight.


    When the time for guard change arrived, those in high spirits on top probably could eat several more bowls of food.


    Just as the soldiers were murmuring about which squad would be lucky enough to rotate to such a favorable position, a sharp metallic clang suddenly erupted from the northeastern watchtower.


    Ding Ding~~


    After being stunned for several seconds, the soldiers stationed in other areas finally snapped to their senses.


    The Disaster Bell! Someone had rung the Disaster Bell!


    What had happened?


    Looking in the direction of the sound, the soldiers from other watchtowers were stunned to see a cluster of sails on the blue sea, rapidly approaching the coast.


    And on those fluttering sails, apparently embroidered were emblems easily discernible like double lions, the Sun, olive branches, owls, grapevines, and more.


    The commanding officer on the city walls turned pale, his voice trembling:


    ��The Greeks! It��s a fleet of Greeks! Quickly, ring the Disaster Bell to warn everyone!��


    Ding Ding Ding Ding!


    The Disaster Bells from all watchtowers chimed together, the sharp and urgent metallic crashing sounds echoing throughout the entire city of Troy.


    ~~


    A quarter-hour later, in the Troy Temple.


    The Prince of Troy, wearing bronze armor, with a full beard, and of a burly stature, rushed through the door.


    ��Father, the Greeks have attacked!��


    At this moment, the old King Priam, who was praying with his family in the temple, heard the dire news; his body swayed, nearly stumbling and falling.


    Beside him, his daughter and the Priest Cassandra, quick on her feet, hurriedly supported her elderly father. She then looked up at her brother Hector, who had just rushed over from the military camp, and asked:


    ��Who��s the commander of the enemy forces?��


    ��It seems to be the Spartans and Mycenaeans...��


    Hector answered earnestly, his gaze inadvertently sliding towards his brother Paris standing behind their father and the certain beautiful woman whom he had eloped with from the Mycenaean Palace.


    At the same time, the other sons and daughters of the old King had also reacted, all glaring at Paris and Clytemnestra, the Queen of Agamemnon, starting to angrily shout:


    ��Look what happened, I always said we shouldn��t have harbored this woman!��


    ��Now great, both powerful city-states of Sparta and Mycenae have joined forces against us!��


    ��She��s a curse; Troy will eventually be ruined by this woman!��


    Knowing how the old King doted on Paris, his lost and found son, the rest of his sons and daughters directed their anger towards Queen Clytemnestra of Mycenae.


    Amidst the surrounding cold remarks and continuous reprimands, the isolated Queen Clytemnestra��s complexion turned increasingly pale, quickly hiding behind her lover Paris.


    Seeing this, the princes and princesses became even more intense, shouting:


    ��Tie her up and hand her over to Agamemnon; Sparta and Mycenae will surely withdraw their troops!��


    ��You��re right, that��s what we should do!��


    Hearing these words, Clytemnestra��s face turned ashen.


    As a close confidante, she was well aware of her husband Agamemnon��s ruthless nature; if she were sent back, she wouldn��t survive.


    ��No! I don��t want to go back!��


    However, with the enemy army looming outside the city, no one on the scene cared about the thoughts of this ill-fated couple; they immediately shouted towards the outside:


    ��Guards! Where are the guards? Come in now!��


    Paris, watching the fierce Divine Blood Guards storm in, grew timid and hurriedly retreated with his lover.


    Boom!


    Just as several Guards advanced, a series of thunderclaps erupted in the sky as if in divine fury. Silvery arcs of lightning descended from the sky and instantly reduced the Guards near the altar to ashes.


    Smelling the strong burnt scent in the air, the princes and princesses issuing orders turned deathly pale, trembling all over, and in fear, they looked behind Paris and Clytemnestra.


    The Guardian God statue that Troy had been venerating for generations was glowing!


    Hum!

 Chapter 734 734 141 Friendly Forces in Trouble, Remain Steadfast as a

    ?Chapter 734: Chapter 141: Friendly Forces in Trouble, Remain Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)_2 Chapter 734: Chapter 141: Friendly Forces in Trouble, Remain Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)_2 As if to confirm what they had seen, the sky above the Temple darkened abruptly, the dome of the sun and moon shone together, stars sparkled, and lightning flashed continuously with thunder roaring.


    Following that, the sky turned into a bow, the star-trails into arrows, and the solemn divine might concentrated at its peak. A beam of Gold light, carrying the force of a Thunderbolt, fell like a comet, striking in front of the Guardian God��s statue on the altar.


    In an instant, fierce flames surged up, completely igniting the Sacred Flame of the gods that had been dormant for many years.


    However, the faces of the Trojan Royal Family, who had received the response from the Deities, showed no joy; instead, their expressions became even more fearful.


    For, the Sacred Flame on the altar that should have been Gold, turned into billowing black smoke, a red inferno, with a strong stench of burnt flesh permeating from it, engulfing the entire Temple, nearly causing one to vomit.


    This was an evident bad omen.


    Through the flickering flame light, people vaguely saw Paris falling in front of the altar, and as the divine light that enveloped Troy disappeared, the tightly closed city gates were blasted open.


    ...


    Countless ferocious Greeks surged into the city, flames of Destruction soared into the sky, and the city turned into rubble, heaps of charred bones breeding swarms of mosquitoes and flies, scavenging crows, and vultures descended from the sky to feed on the dead, feasting on their livers and flesh.


    With perception becoming increasingly clear, walking into the purgatory of fire and observing the remains of the dead, people were shocked to see familiar faces, clothing, accessories, and Armor.


    Those were their subjects, their loved ones, and themselves!


    Woo��!


    In a trance, numerous frightful resentful spirits emitted sharp roars in the flickering flames, seemingly wanting to break through barriers and drag all living beings into Hell.


    As the bone-chilling cold and dreadful wailing filled their minds, everyone in the Temple suddenly awoke, looking fearfully towards the blazing Sacred Flame on the altar.


    There, it was still the memory of red!


    ��Destruction! The Greeks have come to destroy us! The gods have warned us!��


    ��Exactly, this war has nothing to do with the woman, it��s all a Greek Conspiracy!��


    ��I��ve said it before, they��ve attacked Troy more than once, they are our mortal enemies, we must never reconcile with those Greeks!��


    The crowd buzzed with passionate discussion, furiously agitated, and no longer any voices suggesting to hand over the Queen of Mycenae and Prince Paris.


    For, the Sacred Flame on the altar had already given the oracle:


    Prince Paris is both the Divine Grace bestowed upon Troy by heaven and the bond that connects the Deities with Troy.


    Once his life withers, the Supreme God��s protection over Troy will cease to exist, their Kingdom will fall, and all will perish when the city is breached.


    ��Great God Zeus above! The people of Troy will never submit, Victory shall be ours!��


    The confidence brought by Divine Grace and the terrifying shadow of death caused everyone present to clench their fists and roar almost hysterically:


    ��War!��


    ��War!��


    ��War!��


    The timid old King, caught up in the crowd, looked bewilderedly towards his most trusted son, Hector.


    And Hector did not fail his expectations, calmly and rationally making a suggestion:


    ��Father, the flames of war have not yet fully ignited, there��s still a chance to salvage the situation, we should first prepare for defense and listen to the Greeks�� demands.��


    ��Good, let��s do as you say!��


    The old King agreed repeatedly, stepping forward and grasping his son��s hand tightly.


    ��From now on, all military and personnel affairs of the Kingdom will follow your command!��


    Hector nodded, and then issued his first order after taking control:


    ��First, escort Paris and Her Majesty the Queen back to their rooms, don��t let outsiders disturb them easily.��


    Several members of the Divine Blood Guard trembled as they entered the door, escorting Prince Paris and the Queen away from the scene.


    With the lessons from their colleagues before them, they naturally did not dare to slack off.


    After stabilizing the situation temporarily, Hector immediately bid farewell to his father, turned, and left the Great Temple to head to the military camp.


    However, as he stepped out of the door, a graceful figure hurriedly followed.


    ��Cassandra? What are you doing here?��


    Hector looked surprised as he watched his sister running up to him, lifting her dress along.


    Cassandra was a unique existence in Troy, having been imbued with the capacity to hear the voices of the gods and foretell the Future since she was bathed in the serpent��s spit at the Temple of Apollo, thus becoming the Priestess of the Temple of Apollo.


    Typically, with such an extraordinary gift and such a venerable position, she should be widely respected and supported.


    But the reality was quite the opposite, the Trojans feared her considerably, even despising her a little.


    For, the prophecies she spoke of often related to disasters, revealing the negative sides of the future, and the outcomes seemed predestined, with little chance of alteration no matter how much one struggled.


    So, whether it was self-deception or denial, no one wanted to see Cassandra appear before them.


    Even her family considered her an Enchantress who brought only misfortune, shunning her like a venomous snake.


    Over time, Cassandra became increasingly reticent and her temperament colder.


    Hector was probably the only person who could manage a few words with his sister, knowing beneath that cold exterior was a kind and gentle heart.

 Chapter 735 735 141 When Allies Face Difficulties, Remain Unmoved lik

    ?Chapter 735: Chapter 141: When Allies Face Difficulties, Remain Unmoved like a Mountain (6.6k)_3 Chapter 735: Chapter 141: When Allies Face Difficulties, Remain Unmoved like a Mountain (6.6k)_3 Cassandra was not unwilling to bring good news; she just wished her prophecies could help people avoid disasters and make everyone happy.


    At this moment, Cassandra fell silent for a moment, gazing at her brother Hector and slowly expressed her purpose:


    ��I just performed a divination for you...��


    ��The result is not very good?��


    ��Indeed, if this war breaks out, you will die because of it, and the kingdom will surely fall.��


    ��I see. I understand.��


    Upon hearing the prophecy, Hector nodded, his smile unchanged.


    Cassandra bit her lip and continued to add:


    ��If you want to avoid it, you��d better hand over Paris and the queen from Mycenae.��


    ...


    ��As an elder brother, I cannot do that.��


    Hector shook his head, seriously advising.


    ��Moreover, as his sister, you shouldn��t think so, and besides, it was you who led him back to Troy.��


    Once, their mother Hecuba, when pregnant with her brother Paris, dreamt of Troy engulfed in flames. Their father Priam sought the interpretation of priests from the Temple of Apollo, who predicted that Paris would lead to the downfall of Troy. Thus, the father abandoned the newborn Paris on Mount Ida, but a passing shepherd raised him to adulthood.


    Over time, instead of encountering disaster, Troy flourished even more. Father thought he had been deceived and deeply regretted abandoning his child, gradually nurturing the desire to bring his son Paris back.


    Coincidentally, at that time, one of Paris��s beloved cows was taken away as a prize for a funeral competition. He participated in the contest to win his cow back, achieving victory in everything and even defeating his own siblings.


    Therefore, when an infuriated brother attacked the lowly Paris, Paris fled for his life to the altar of Zeus. Cassandra, foreseeing the potential tragedy of fratricide, declared through prophecy that Paris was her brother.


    Father Priam also recognized Paris through the leftover artifacts and welcomed him back to the royal palace, showering him with affection.


    Thus, Paris owed his current glory and riches to his sister Cassandra��s prophecy.


    Cassandra glanced back at the Great Temple, biting her cherry lips hard:


    ��But I also said he would kill you all...��


    Humans often have a common malady.


    They like to believe what they want to believe while ignoring the ill omens that are detrimental to themselves.


    As Paris grew up, she kept warning her father, but instead of making him repent, it only added to his resentment toward her and his indulgence towards Paris.


    In the end, this uncontrolled coddling led Paris to make a grave mistake and brought a catastrophic disaster upon Troy.


    Feeling that overwhelming heavenly destiny that could not be defied, Cassandra grew a strong sense of defeat inside her.


    Perhaps she should not have been softhearted from the beginning.


    Seemingly understanding his sister��s regret and self-blame, Hector patted her shoulder and said with a faint smile:


    ��This is not your fault. Each of us must take responsibility for our choices. Our father does, and so do I...��


    ��And what if the answer to that choice is death?�� Cassandra retorted.


    ��Then let me fight for Troy until the very last moment!��


    Hector tightened his grip on the long spear in his hand, looking out toward the smoke-filled landscape beyond the city.


    ��I may not like war, but that doesn��t mean I won��t fight back.��


    Then, Hector paused and swept his gaze over the towering Great Temple, earnestly advising his sister:


    ��Also, don��t harbor too much resentment towards Paris and the others, everything is merely a game to the gods. Whether it��s them, you, or I, we might all just be pawns caught in the play of fate.��


    Actually, from the moment Paris abducted the Queen of Mycenae onto the ship, Hector, who had been on the joint mission to Mycenae, felt a mysterious force pushing Troy toward its predestined path.


    And just now, the sudden brightening of the Sacred Flame on the altar had undoubtedly confirmed this.


    The gods had been absent for two hundred years; Troy��s Guardian God was not that statue, but the Light God Apollo.


    ��Let me join you. I will pray continuously to the Pantheon of Gods, to see them end this farce!��


    Cassandra, biting her cherry lips, answered earnestly.


    Obviously, she had glimpsed some clues.


    However, as an enchanter branded with an ill reputation, as a priest who had lost the gods�� favor, her words were hardly listened to, let alone cared for.


    To reassure his sister, Hector, resigned, nodded in agreement and ordered his guards to bring a suit of women��s armor, then led Cassandra up to Troy��s city walls.


    At this very moment, the Greek fleet at sea was already gradually coming ashore.


    ~~


    ��The wind speed is perfect, the wind direction is perfect!��


    ��Let the priests and mages chant the Divine Word and unfold the Magic Barrier, covering the landing!��


    Helen, holding a Divine Staff, stood at the bow facing the wind and issued instructions to all the spellcasters.


    Mages, priests, and spellcasters from various city-states responded in turn:


    ��Air defense complete!��


    ��Ground bridging complete!��


    ��Magic Puppets, Dragon Tooth Soldiers activated, landing proceeding normally!��


    ��Essence Fluid Cannon array started, firing realm safe!��


    In a chorus of shouts, Magic Circles flashed one after another around the ships, and the Bronze Spirit Liquid Cannons, engraved with intricate runes, creaked into alignment. The cross halos above, used to determine the firing realm, were also activated one by one.

 Chapter 736 736 141 Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)

    ?Chapter 736: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)_4 Chapter 736: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)_4 At once, the entire fleet, slowly approaching the shore, resembled a group of porcupines riddled with spikes, leaving no place for the enemy to strike.


    Then, the cabins opened, and troops in neat formation progressively stepped onto the land that once belonged to Troy, showcasing their formidable aspect.


    Sparta��s phalanx moved as quick as the wind and as quiet as the forest, their brave aura as majestic and unbreakable as a mountain;


    The astrologers and alchemists from Corinth, proficient in magic, quickly constructed barracks on the open ground;


    Amazon Warriors from Paradise Island, each tall and robust, imbued with divinity, seemed like battle fairies walking through the Mortal World, spreading quickly around for surveillance, both on foot and horseback;


    Following them, the Divine Blood Guard from various city-states and ordinary soldiers also took their places, setting up simple defensive structures...


    Throughout the process, they hardly left the enemy any opportunity to exploit.


    Atop Troy City, Hector observed all of this, his eyes slowly clouding with gloom.


    He had to admit, the opponent was strong!


    Even if he went personally into battle with Troy��s finest Divine Blood Guard, the performance might not surpass that of the enemy.


    ...


    If he had a choice, he truly did not want to be enemies with such adversaries.


    But alas, this war was not about choices or right and wrong, it was about where you stood!


    With that thought, Hector composed his somewhat disordered thoughts and issued a thunderous shout, almost with a roar:


    ��Raise shields, prepare for battle!��


    On the city wall, each of Troy��s Divine Blood Guard, clad in tough linen under their bronze helmets and armor, shifted from a relaxed posture with long spears resting on their shoulders and shields at their sides, to swiftly lifting their shields and striking their bronze spears heavily against them.


    ��Bang! Bang Bang!��


    A burst of metallic clanging noises echoed like a thunderstorm. The divine patterns activated on their weapons and armor illuminated, creating a luminescent trail spreading over the majestic Troy City Wall.


    As this brilliance arose, the Trojans�� spirits, initially dampened, began to lift, gradually overcoming the fear of the vast army outside the city.


    ��Not bad, this lad...��


    From the shadowy cabin, Luo En watched the Troy��s Guardian handling the situation coolly, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.


    Diana approached, nodding:


    ��Of course, he��s one of Troy��s most commendable individuals, I believe his name is Hector?��


    So it was him? No wonder...


    Luo En nodded thoughtfully, then turned to glance at the ��Achilles,�� who was drastically different from the one in the epic, and asked with interest:


    ��How certain are you of winning if you face him?��


    Diana raised her right hand, extending three fingers.


    Luo En was slightly surprised:


    ��Thirty percent?��


    ��Within three moves, I��ll defeat him!��


    Diana proudly stated, tilting her sleek chin like a proud swan.


    Luo En watched his daughter, unable to suppress a chuckle.


    This inherent flamboyance and arrogance, hardly resembled him and Thetis.


    ��What? Don��t you believe it?�� a misunderstanding Diana, defensive, snatched up her sword and shield, ��Then wait and see, I��ll defeat him right now!��


    Luo En quickly grabbed Diana, eager to show off, and gently laughed: ��Hold on, good steel should be used on the blade��s edge, it��s not your turn yet.��


    Hearing her father��s subtle compliment, Diana felt quite satisfied and calmed down, curiously asking:


    ��Then who do you plan on sending first?��


    Luo En simply smiled, quietly watching the battlefield.


    At that moment, Helen had already led the priests from the various city-states to light the Sacred Flame, burnt the spices, completed the pre-battle sacrifices and prayers to the Pantheon of Gods, and came alone to the foot of Troy City Wall, shouting to Hector atop the ramparts:


    ��I request to meet my sister, Clytemnestra, to have a proper conversation with her, hoping to avoid this war.��


    Hector nodded, waving for a priest nearby to relay the message.


    Unfortunately, the Resonance Technique turned pitch black, clearly showing that the Queen of Mycenae refused to respond.


    Perhaps due to the shame of facing her sister Helen, or fearing intentions to banish her out of the city.


    Expecting this, Hector offered an apologetic smile to Helen and pondered:


    ��I��m sorry, Lady Helen, Clytemnestra is now my brother Paris�� wife, and Troy has a duty to protect her from outsiders.��


    ��Trojans, you go too far!��


    Anticipating this as well, Helen coldly issued the rebuke, then turned her head towards someone behind her.


    ��Brother-in-law, I��ve asked the question for you, the next step is your call.��


    ��...��


    Amidst the crowd, Agamemnon, feeling the focused gazes upon him, suddenly looked a bit green.


    You��re the Alliance Commander, and you��re asking me? Isn��t that putting me on the spot?


    What do I do? My wife ran off with a pretty boy, how can I, as a man, handle this?


    As more and more gazes fell on him, Agamemnon closed his eyes and issued a high, grievous roar:


    ��Trojans, this is your own choice, fight!��


    Without waiting for Hector��s response from the city walls, Helen shouted out loud:


    ��Good, Mycenaeans, it��s time to avenge your king! Please secure victory in the first battle!��


    Instantly, hearing the order, the Mycenaean crowd surged with spirits, eagerly clutching their swords and shields, surrounding their dishonored king, and charged towards Troy��s city walls.


    Agamemnon, swept forward by the crowd, looking at the motionless allies behind and the towering Troy City Wall in front, turned his grief into strength and drew his sword and roared:


    ��Everyone, take down Troy!��


    At this moment, Luo En, watching the drama unfolding from the ship, snickered.


    Helen, this girl, after hundreds of years, has also learned to be mischievous.

 Chapter 737 737 142 Comrades Must Die

    ?Chapter 737: Chapter 142 Comrades Must Die! Chapter 737: Chapter 142 Comrades Must Die! As one of Greece��s two major military powers at the time, and with the protection of their Guardian God Zeus, Mycenae had been expanding its territory and conquering numerous lands and city-states over the past two hundred years.


    So, although King Agamemnon and the Mycenaeans�� calls were loud, the first to enter the fray to test the reality of Troy were basically from other city-states�� vassal armies and slaves.


    Likewise, in the absence of the older generation of Divine Blood Heroes, Troy too had seen considerable development over the years.


    And Hector��s title as ��Troy��s First Warrior�� was earned through brutal warfare against foreign enemies, without a hint of exaggeration.


    As a knowledgeable and skilled warrior, Hector naturally did not reveal Troy��s trump cards at the start of the battle, but instead summoned the Trojans to muster their defense while peering down through the crenels to observe the enemy situation.


    With the ground shaking, the first to approach were the soldiers from the foreign land of Lydia.


    The Lydians wore tightly cuffed sleeves that reached their knees, adorned with otherworld patterns, and beneath their broad garments, they bore linen armor or scale armor similar to the styles of the Greeks.


    ...


    They carried two or three short spears over a meter in length which could be thrown or used in close combat, and commonly used Defo Shields with notches on each side to protect themselves.


    Additionally, some wielded daggers at their waists. These soldiers generally wore headscarves that left only their faces exposed, with less efficient equipment. Wealthier Lydian soldiers would wear crescent-shaped helmets in the style of the steppes as additional protection for their heads.


    Following them were the fiercer and more battle-ready Thracians, clad in composite breastplates made of leather, with vital areas reinforced with iron scale armor plates. In their hands, they carried long spears, long-handled reverse blade knives, double-sided axes, and Half Moon Shields, while short spears were carried on their backs, armed to the teeth.


    Finally, there were the Ionians and Aeolians, whose bloodlines were relatively closer to the pure Mycenaean people. Within their ranks were numerous brightly dressed Spellcasters who had already begun to collectively intonate Divine Words, casting protective enchantments on the first wave of vassal armies charging forward.


    Hector did not rush to act but waited silently for the enemy to draw near, while the Trojan Soldiers on the wall, bound by discipline, struggled to overcome the fear and anxiety of the upcoming battle, lying in wait.


    Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!


    At the same time, in order to reduce the resistance of the siege, Acadian Archers, heavily bribed by King Agamemnon, had already drawn their bows and released a volley before the fight began.


    The dispersed Lydian soldiers at the front likewise bent their bows and let loose a rain of arrows, creating a continuous covering fire.


    ��Raise shields! Defense!��


    At Hector��s command, the Trojans on the wall proficiently raised a Shield Wall to counter the barrage of arrows that came like locusts.


    After several rounds of attacks, the arrow rain inflicted minimal damage to the Trojans high on the wall��only increasing the weight of the shields with arrowheads, or an unlucky few had their arms and thighs pierced by arrows slipping through the gaps between shields, leading to screams and groans of pain from the wounded.


    However, for the attacking side, the brief confusion caused by the arrow rain was already enough.


    By the time the injured on the walls were dragged back for treatment, Agamemnon��s vassal armies had approached the base of Troy, beginning to throw grappling hooks and set up siege ladders in preparation to storm the ramparts.


    And once the enemy forces were confirmed to be within the optimal attack range, Hector gestured forward without any hesitation.


    Suddenly, the long-suppressed Trojans peeked out and continuously fired arrows at the densely packed invaders below, killing many unprotected vassal soldiers and slaves with ease.


    Following that, Troy��s mages and priests also showed their might, chanting ritual curses and invoking the Holy Flames of the Light God Apollo.


    Gold-colored Fireballs descended, lighting hundreds of vassal soldiers and slaves on fire, turning them into twisted fire figures, as the pungent stench of burning flesh spread across the battlefield, elicitating nausea.


    The vassal soldiers and slaves felt a chill and wished to retreat.


    But King Agamemnon simply waved his hand with a cold expression, and the well-prepared Mycenaean troops immediately raised their Long Spears, skewering dozens of fleeing defectors on the spot.


    ��Advance only, no retreat! Violators will be executed without mercy!��


    Following King Agamemnon��s cold order, the Mycenaean troops formed their ranks and pushed forward with Long Spears.


    Seeing the cold steel of the spears and the sturdy Shield Wall behind them, the vassal soldiers and slaves had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge toward the towering walls of Troy.


    After paying a gruesome toll, some finally managed to scale the city ramparts using ropes and ladders.


    But before they could react, burly figures hidden behind the battlements rose violently.


    These Trojans were not dressed in light linen or scale armor but in nearly fully enclosed Bronze Armor. Each man was equipped with a Bronze-edged Shield in his left hand while lifting a Spear with his right. With the advantage of height on their side, they accurately thrust downward, targeting the eyes or the vulnerable necks of the vassal soldiers and slaves, easily delivering fatal blows.


    Seeing their comrades cruelly slaughtered ahead, the incoming vassal troops and slaves, driven by ferocity, thrust Spears into gaps of the Shield Wall or swung their Swords viciously.

 Chapter 738 738 142 Teammates Must Die_2

    ?Chapter 738: Chapter 142: Teammates Must Die!_2 Chapter 738: Chapter 142: Teammates Must Die!_2 However, the long spears and war blades thrust by the Mycenaean vassal army and slaves dulled upon striking the bronze armor of the Trojan stalwarts, activated with dense runes on their surface, along with the divine blood pulsing within the soldiers like the rhythm of the tides, numbing the arms of their assailants, some of whom staggered and fell from the city walls.


    Divine Blood Guard! The Trojans had actually hidden a batch of Divine Blood Guards on the wall!


    Upon reaching the city wall, the vassal army and slaves were dumbstruck, and in a moment of bewilderment, wave after wave of their comrades were punctured into sieves by incoming long spears.


    The sight of fresh blood spilling and limbs flying instantly extinguished the fire of courage within the chests of the vassals and slaves.


    In the world of the Divine Era, the gap between regular and elite troops was vast, and numbers could not make up for it.


    Thus, with these Divine Blood Guards present, they simply had no way to occupy the ramparts.


    Realizing the futility, the disheartened vassal army and slaves fled in disarray.


    ...


    As for the hundred-odd vassal soldiers and slaves left on the city top, they cursed silently as they watched their comrades flee like the tide.


    But at this moment, they had little time to reproach their dishonorable teammates, as surrounding Trojans, gripping sharp long spears, began to form up and thrust at them.


    Garrison Commander Hector employed the famed ��Greek Spear Formation,�� characterized by a shield wall composed of large shields and protruding long spears continuously stabbing out, excelling in defense and attack in confined areas.


    ��No mercy! No prisoners!��


    The leading Trojan officer roared and his spear pierced through a vassal soldier, with the following troops methodically closing the encirclement.


    As their range of movement became smaller, the frontline vassals with nowhere to hide were cut down like slicing vegetables, while the dominant Trojans ruthlessly and decisively dispatched any struggling wounded on the ground and pushed forward relentlessly.


    The vassals may have been willing to resist, but their meager shields and short spears were no match for the killing machine in motion, and the isolated detachment left on the city top quickly succumbed to the slaughter of the Greek Spear Formation.


    The first wave of the siege, the Mycenaean side, had sacrificed several thousand vassal soldiers and slaves.


    Yet, there was not the slightest concern on King Agamemnon��s face, as if he had merely witnessed the death of a few ants.


    After all, Mycenae had numerous subordinate city-states, and such limited-combat-capable vassal soldiers and slaves could always be replenished at any time.


    Moreover, their death was not without value, as his true blade had now been thrust at the Trojans�� heart.


    King Agamemnon curved his lips into a sinister smile as he gazed towards the battlefield ahead, where a stream of red-black mud had moved unnoticed to the front of the Troy city walls, surging upward from the ground, drawing in scattered limbs and flesh to coalesce into a twisted and ferocious monster under watchful eyes.


    ��Boom!��


    With a powerful fist, the monster smashed half of the closed gates of Troy, revealing a dark corridor.


    This was bad!


    Feeling a sudden strong tremor beneath his feet, Hector��s face changed color as he quickly grabbed his spear and shield and bellowed,


    ��Divine Blood Guard, follow me to plug that breach!��


    Simultaneously, King Agamemnon, who had been waiting, reacted with a sinister grin, swinging his sword towards the front.


    ��Attack!��


    At his command, the elite Divine Blood Guard, too, charged after their king towards the breached gate.


    Trojan archers, spear throwers, priests, and mages atop the city wall all made their moves, trying to buy Prince Hector time to react.


    However, neither the rain of arrows and javelins nor the dense cursed bullets and ether light flow could harm King Agamemnon in the slightest.


    Not that he was invincible, but he was followed by several monsters formed from red-black dirt.


    These nameless entities possessed terrifying combat strength and knocked down the meteoric rain of arrows, javelins, and magical attacks.


    At this moment, Luo En, standing in the cabin and watching the battle, narrowed his eyes.


    It was indeed these things! The mud puppets created by Pandora!


    It seemed that Mycenae��s expansion to its current size owed much to the efforts of the Catastrophe Witch behind the scenes.


    King Agamemnon most likely had a secret connection to Pandora and could even summon so many Disaster Mud Puppets; that Catastrophe Witch might very well be in the Mycenaean camp.


    If that��s the case, then I should add more fuel to the fire.


    Luo En��s gaze flickered slightly as he looked up at a certain section of the Troy City Wall, behind him, the golden wheel simultaneously turned to the ninth slot.


    Decent talent, I choose you.


    At the same time, a majestic White Horse broke away from the wheel, transforming into a strand of golden light, stealthily drilling into the brow of a figure on the wall.


    In an instant, Cassandra, who was anxiously looking towards the city gate, staggered as something seemed to explode in her brain. The high-pitched neighing of warhorses rang in her ears; endless light and heat accompanied the White Horse��s gallop, scattering to every corner of the Mortal World.


    As a Temple Priestess of Apollo, the girl was blessed with inspiration and empted her mind, raising the magic wand in her hand and solemnly chanting:


    ��From light it originates, of might and flame, enforced by sword, scorched by fire��I command thee, manifest the light!��


    In a flash, streams of white light like sharp swords burst forth from Cassandra��s magic wand, slicing through several red-and-black humanoid monsters in the Mycenaean camp like a knife through butter, incinerating them into dissipating wisps of blue smoke.


    At this moment, King Agamemnon, who was urgently galloping toward the city gate, saw this scene and his face turned pale.


    What��s going on? Where are my Divine Guards?


    After repeated calls went unanswered, Agamemnon��s complexion grew even worse; he looked up at the Troy Priestess radiating divine light on the wall and a strong sense of fear and the urge to retreat surged in his heart.


    That woman is not right! Retreat!


    However, the fear of soldiers becomes the bravery of warriors.


    Just as Agamemnon turned his horse to halt the attack, every one of his Divine Blood Guards, with him as their standard, also stumbled into brief chaos amidst screeching halts.


    Opportunity!


    At the same time, Hector, who was leading the Divine Blood Guard to block the breach in the city gate, saw this and his eyes lit up. He decisively abandoned his defense, mounted a horse, gathered his elite troops to rush out of the city gate, tearing through the outskirts of the Mycenaean army like a sharp spearhead, heading directly for the central position of Agamemnon.


    At this point, Agamemnon had two options: One was to show his mettle and courage to restabilize the formation on the spot, using the numerical advantage to wear down the vigor of this isolated Trojan force and then surround and annihilate them.


    Of course, this required him to put his own life on the table and measure against Troy��s Guardian��who lived longer, who was stronger.


    But after seeing his elite Divine Blood Guards getting cut down like slicing through melons, Agamemnon��s heart trembled, and without hesitation, he turned his horse and chose the second path:


    ��Retreat!��


    With this military order shouted, the morale of the Mycenaean army plummeted immediately; they all dodged away from Hector and the Trojans�� sharpness and headed back to their camp.


    Thus, what began as a ferocious attack ended in a fizzle and a rout.


    After a hundred elite soldiers had been killed or injured, Agamemnon finally led the remnants of his army back to the safety of their area shamefacedly.


    Hector, looking at the Alliance��s densely flagged camp in the distance, sensing the faint and obscure aura within, also gave up the pursuit, prudently deciding to accept the victory and return with the Divine Blood Guard to Troy, to hurriedly repair the damaged city gate.


    The Trojan squads on patrol outside assumed the posture of victors, calmly stripping the enemy��s armor and collecting the spoils of war, bringing back these honors and achievements to the city, eliciting deafening cheers from the soldiers within.


    If all the Greeks were such blustering cowards, they had nothing to fear.


    Fight for another five years, ten years��Troy would still be Troy and would not fall!


    However, unlike the blind optimism of those around her, Cassandra, who had miraculously driven back the Mycenaean army just moments ago, stared at her own hands deep in thought.


    Who was helping me just now?


    Could it be��Apollo has returned?


    But why is he on the other side?


    The Priestess lifted her head to gaze upon the Greek camp amassed beyond the city, furrowing her brows deeply.

 Chapter 739 739 143 Start Praying Start Praying

    ?Chapter 739: Chapter 143 Start Praying! Start Praying! Chapter 739: Chapter 143 Start Praying! Start Praying! The first battle was lost, and Agamemnon felt disgraced.


    Subsequently, after leading his remaining defeated soldiers from the battlefield, he darkly entered his own tent.


    ��Back so soon? It seems your luck isn��t very good.��


    A languid voice emanated from the throne as a ravishing figure lay sideways behind a curtain, gently swirling a crystal glass in her pale, slender fingers, containing wine as crimson as blood under the radiance of the fluorite lamp, presenting an alluring hue.


    She was a woman whose appearance immediately inspired thoughts of ��bed,�� her dark purple hair sprawled over her half-bare shoulders like snakes, her tempting face radiated a soul-stealing charisma, and her seductive body made one itch to strip her bare and forcefully ravage her beneath them.


    However, merely glancing from afar, Agamemnon quickly bowed his head, suppressing the somewhat uncontrollable Divine Blood within him, as a faint sense of fear and apprehension arose in his heart.


    For both the perished Golden Humans and their hardened Mycenaean ancestor had set an example for him.


    ...


    Behind that seductive guise lay nothing but poison and serpents��this woman��s true nature.


    ��Lady Pandora, I apologize, I have failed,��


    Agamemnon humbly confessed, but he soon shifted the focus of his speech to vent his frustrations.


    ��However, I can explain! Those Divine Guards you sent suddenly went berserk just as I was seizing the opportunity to attack! I suspect there��s someone behind this, so to be safe, I had to pull back and await your further instructions.��


    Seeing Agamemnon shifting the blame onto her, Pandora lifted her lotus arm to part the curtain, smilingly retorting:


    ��So, you mean to say failing to merge with Sparta and not conquering Troy is all my fault?��


    ��I dare not!��


    Feeling an invisible pressure, King Agamemnon quickly shook his head, trembling as he tried to exonerate himself.


    ��For, for Your Majesty��s grand ambition, it��s always good to be cautious...��


    Upon hearing this, a slight fear flickered in Pandora��s eyes, then she cleverly sidestepped the topic of blame, lightly huffing:


    ��Being a bit cautious isn��t wrong, and those clay figures going out of control was indeed unusual; it must have been an intervention by the deities.��


    ��Troy has divine patrons as well?��


    Agamemnon shuddered internally, his face souring.


    According to that person��s statement, the gods and heroes had already vanished.


    With the personal promise of Divine King Zeus, coupled with Enchantress Pandora��s help, no one should be able to halt Mycenae��s expansion and consolidation.


    And yet, he first hit a wall in Sparta, followed by a divine assault on the battlefield of Troy.


    This consecutive misfortune made him deeply question whether Mycenae truly possessed the Heavenly Destiny to dominate Greece as told by that Majesty.


    If the answer was no, he would have to reconsider his plans to attack Troy.


    After all, how could mortals possibly fight against deities?


    Seeing a flicker of doubt on Agamemnon��s face, Pandora��s eyes flashed with disdain before she softly consoled:


    ��Even the greatest divine patronage cannot overpower the edicts of fate. Since his Majesty has personally promised you, he will surely deliver. He is the Guardian God of Mycenae, after all��how could he harm you?��


    ��Your words make sense.��


    Agamemnon nodded, seemingly persuaded, but soon he still looked troubled.


    ��But how can I, a mere mortal, battle against deities?��


    Saying this, Agamemnon cast a pleading look towards Pandora on the throne, the implication clear.


    ��No, we don��t need to fight against deities; isn��t it better to let others handle this trouble?�� Pandora shook her head, hinting profoundly, ��Don��t forget, the Alliance is a collective.��


    Realizing her point, Agamemnon had a revelation:


    ��Are you suggesting...��


    ��Step back and let the other city-states chew on the tough bone that is Troy.��


    Pandora responded bluntly, her beautiful eyes shimmering.


    ��When tigers fight, no matter who dies or gets hurt, it only benefits Mycenae��s hegemony...��


    ��That may be true, but I am not the leader of the Alliance, I fear the heroes and soldiers from other city-states will not heed my command.��


    Agamemnon wore a wry smile, somewhat regretting the wager he had made with his sister-in-law Helen in Sparta.


    ��Besides, even if I want to withdraw, it still depends on the leader��s willingness.��


    Pandora rolled her eyes at Agamemnon, frowning coldly: ��Isn��t that a foolish act you decided on your own?��


    Agamemnon, knowing he was at fault, sheepishly bowed his head.


    Pandora pondered for a moment, her tempting face revealing a dangerous smile.


    ��It��s easy to get Helen to replace you willingly, just sacrifice your daughter Iphigenia to the gods, for the [victory of the Alliance]...��


    Upon hearing this, Agamemnon��s face paled.


    Iphigenia was the child he shared with his wife Clytemnestra and Helen��s niece.


    Admiring Helen who ruled Sparta as a woman, Iphigenia had emulated her aunt from a young age, becoming a priestess of the Moon Temple, and had followed Helen to Sparta to study the Magic Secret Ceremony for a time, practically her half-disciple.


    By sacrificing Iphigenia to the gods, Helen would indeed likely step in to prevent it, thus giving him an excuse to withdraw from the siege.


    But what if? What if Helen didn��t appear, would he really have to burn his own daughter in public?

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    ?Chapter 740: Chapter 143 Start Praying! Start Praying!_2 Chapter 740: Chapter 143 Start Praying! Start Praying!_2 Furthermore, once he did so, even if there was a reason for it, his relationship with his daughter would inevitably shatter, never returning to the close bond they once shared.


    Agamemnon��s face was a mix of cloud and sunshine; although his wife��s disloyalty angered him deeply, he still had genuine feelings for his well-behaved daughter.


    Seeing Agamemnon hesitating and looking at her, Pandora assumed an uninvolved demeanor and smiled, saying,


    ��I��m just suggesting, you decide what��s more important to you: family affection or the throne.��


    But then, she raised her hand to point at the night that enveloped the tent outside and playfully reminded him,


    ��However, you��d better be quick, or by the time dawn breaks, the second siege may begin, and by then, I cannot guarantee I��ll be able to save you from the deities�� hands.��


    Agamemnon��s body shook as he finally made up his mind. With a somber face, he walked out of the tent and summoned his brother, the commander of the Divine Blood Guard,


    ��Menelaus, bring Iphigenia here. And, while you��re at it, prepare some other things for me.��


    When Menelaus heard the request, obviously pertaining to ritual items, his gaze flashed. He respectfully nodded and then summoned two members of the Divine Blood Guard, disappearing into the night.


    At this moment, Pandora in the tent watched Agamemnon, who had already made his choice, and a hint of mockery crept onto her seductive face.


    ...


    Indeed, for the descendants of the Divine King, power and the throne forever outweighed everything else.


    Soon after, having completed his task, Menelaus led Agamemnon to a newly built altar.


    On the altar lay a chestnut-haired young girl, sleeping sweetly amidst the flammable aromatic wood like a baby.


    Agamemnon, looking at his daughter who was unconscious, frowned and turned to his brother,


    ��What have you done?��


    ��I gave Iphigenia a jar of wine, so she wouldn��t suffer too much pain later on.��


    Menelaus answered calmly, his voice steady.


    Agamemnon glared at his presumptuous brother and then looked over at the Mycenaeans gathering around the altar, knowing there was no turning back. He gritted his teeth, stepped onto the altar, and loudly declared,


    ��My people, tonight I have decided to offer my daughter, Iphigenia, upon this altar as a sacrifice to the gods! This act is not for revenge against my disloyal wife, but a willing sacrifice for the victory of all Greece! For the divine oracle has informed me in the darkness: only through a blood relative��s sacrifice can my devotion be proven, can the Mycenaean receive divine favor again, and conquer Troy!��


    Hearing his words, the gathered Mycenaeans were deeply moved.


    Some admired King Agamemnon��s righteousness, others longed for the divine favor this holy sacrifice could bring, erasing past humiliations.


    Soon, the moment to light the fire arrived. Menelaus smoothly handed a bundle of burning fennel branches to his brother.


    Agamemnon, looking at the fervently expectant faces under the firelight and his brother, who was sizing him up, felt trapped.


    It seemed that regardless of whether or not Helen came, he had to continue this play; otherwise, once his subordinates learned it was all a deceptive farce, not only would he lose their trust, he might even struggle to maintain his throne.


    After all, there were others in Mycenae with claims to the throne, not just him.


    Agamemnon glanced at his brother beside him, steeled his heart, and resolutely threw the torch onto the altar.


    Just a daughter, after all��given his strength and vitality, he could always have another one.


    ��Stop!��


    At that moment, a crisp, stern shout rang out, and a streak of golden light smashed toward the altar, extinguishing the burning torch.


    ��Agamemnon, do you know what you��re doing?��


    Helen, who had arrived just in time, glanced at her sleeping niece on the pile of wood, then turned an angry gaze toward the ruthless Agamemnon.


    ��Of course, I know. This is for the victory of the Alliance! To spare more Greeks from dying in this war!��


    Agamemnon replied passionately, his face resolute with righteousness.


    As Helen arrived, the last shred of guilt he held for his daughter was also extinguished.


    Helen, holding her niece, retorted indignantly,


    ��If our victory can be purchased with the life of an innocent sacrifice, what then is the purpose of the swords in our hands? Such a victory for a hero is not glory��it is disgrace!��


    ��You��re absolutely right!��


    Diana agreed loudly, with Penthesilea also showing disdain as she chimed in,


    ��To want victory, fight for it with your swords. What skill is there in throwing your own daughter into the fire?��


    Agamemnon huffed coldly, his face showing grief and anger,


    ��You talk so lightly. It was us Mycenaeans who suffered dearly in the daylight, and now it is my beloved daughter who is to be the offering for the Alliance to achieve victory. If your courage is only in your words, then shut your mouths and don��t interfere with my sacrifice to the gods!��


    ��Who said we��re all talk? You Mycenaeans may fear Troy, but we Argives certainly do not!��


    ��That��s right, we��ll take on tomorrow��s battle, you Mycenaeans just watch!��


    ��Exactly, all of Greece��s most elite troops and Divine Blood Heroes are here, I refuse to believe we can��t take down little Troy.��


    At this moment, one by one, the Divine Blood Heroes from the other city-states also arrived upon hearing the news, each vocalizing their own courage.


    Seeing the situation unfold as he desired, Agamemnon immediately turned to Helen,


    ��Helen, you are the commander of the Alliance. Tell me what to do, we Mycenaeans definitely do not harbor cowards afraid to die!��


    By then, Helen knew she had fallen into her brother-in-law��s scheming, but with things having come this far, she could only make the best of a bad situation,


    ��The Mycenaeans have already proven their courage in the last battle. What is needed now is rest and recuperation. Tomorrow, heroes and warriors from other city-states will replace you in the fray. We��re not yet at the point of defeat��we don��t need to beg for the pity of the gods. Let��s end this sacrifice here. Iphigenia, stay by my side for now.��


    ��Good, I await the triumphant news from you!��


    Agamemnon replied contentedly, his expression sincere.


    However, Helen nearly vomited at her brother-in-law��s pretentious demeanor. She snorted coldly, said nothing, and walked down from the sacrificial altar with her sleeping niece in her arms.


    After dispersing the crowd and settling her niece, Helen walked into a secluded tent, biting her lip and lowering her head in shame,


    ��Lord Luo En, I seem to have thwarted your plans with my recklessness...��


    Listening to Helen recount the events that had transpired at the sacrificial site, Luo En put down the scroll in his hand and replied with a faint smile,


    ��I only wished to test the depths of Mycenae, using them as bait to lure out something from beneath the waters. It was never my intention to exterminate all Mycenaeans. Now, I have some insight into the answers I sought. It��s not a total loss. Since our opponents are guarded, we��ll just find another way to continue the validation. There��s no harm done.��


    Hearing those comforting words warmed Helen��s heart, but her guilt intensified,


    ��Yet I was still impulsive...��


    ��But you did the right thing. If I were you, I would have made the same choice.��


    Luo En looked at Helen with softness, his eyes showing no blame but only affirmation and approval.


    ��And besides, changing the combatants tomorrow isn��t necessarily a bad thing. It��s an opportunity to probe Troy��s defenses.��


    Helen looked at the understanding deity before her, her eyes brimming with tenderness and emotion��so intense it seemed to solidify.


    As the high priest who had governed Sparta for two hundred years, she was no longer the naive young girl and knew she wasn��t blameless, but she also knew there was a deity ready to cover for her.


    With the mistake made, she needed to atone.


    Glancing at the thick night outside the tent, Helen blushed and knelt, crawling forward in both a devout and blasphemous posture, entering the narrow and dim confessional. She stretched her fair neck and moved her moist lips, praying and confessing to the deity she revered.


    The desk rocked slightly as Luo En stiffened momentarily, choosing to accept this act of self-penance for faith. Then he drew a deep breath, lowered his arms to cradle the confessing head, and with body and spirit, he listened and felt the deepest confessions coming from the young girl��s lips and tongue.

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    ?Chapter 741: Chapter 144 Epic Daddy Competition Chapter 741: Chapter 144 Epic Daddy Competition In the early morning, the faint light of dawn streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the tent, casting fragments of golden glow, and a gentle breeze softly swept the inner gauze curtain aside, revealing two overlapping figures.


    On the bed, Helen lazily stretched her limbs, resembling a cat relaxing its body in the sunlight, her eyes as blue as the ocean, gazing at the deity in her arms, her pupils reflecting his handsome facial contours.


    A rare leisure time sparked the playful spirit in the young girl; her pale fingertips lightly tapped on that handsome cheek and delicately traced the soft lines of his facial features, her lips gradually curling into a smile of gratification and satisfaction.


    Although she had prayed throughout the night, the blessing of the Divine Blood and the joy of her body and mind left her feeling not the slightest tiredness; instead, she felt a vigorous vitality, like that of rain-refreshed vitality.


    Feeling the tingling sensation on his face, Luo En could not help but open his eyes and, as a punishment, he playfully slapped on her plump buttocks and lightly hummed,


    ��Get up, it��s about time.��


    Hearing the reminder, Helen reluctantly put on her clothes, and together with Luo En, who was disguised as a member of the Divine Blood Guard, stepped out of the tent, inspecting the camp along the way and secretly discussing how to proceed with today��s siege.


    By this time, most of the Alliance troops had already had breakfast, and scores of Divine Blood Heroes had already gathered early at the door of the council hall, eager to volunteer for battle under Helen, the Allied Commander.


    ...


    As Luo En��s lips barely moved, Helen subtly nodded, then spoke in a deep voice,


    ��Since we fight for courage and honor, let us not involve ordinary soldiers; today we shall duel with the Trojans and witness for ourselves the exceptional prowess of that foremost Trojan warrior who defeated Agamemnon.��


    The heroes nodded in agreement, all raring to go, clearly interested in the idea.


    After receiving everyone��s consent, Helen had a letter shot into the city of Troy, straightforwardly issuing a challenge to Hector.


    After a brief silence, Hector responded decisively.


    ��He, representing Troy, accepted the challenge of the Alliance heroes.


    The Alliance heroes, upon receiving the reply, were immediately inflamed with excitement and eagerly signed up, deciding the first contestant through drawing lots��Idomeneus.


    This was the grandson of King Minos, son of Deucalion, valiant and robust as a wild boar.


    The lucky Idomeneus grinned broadly, immediately donning his armor, grabbing his long spear and shield, and driving his bronze chariot straight to the gates of Troy.


    Helen, watching his departing figure, asked Luo En skeptically,


    ��Is he sure to win?��


    ��Win my ass!��


    Luo En rolled his eyes, bluntly shattering Helen��s faint hope.


    ��If Hector cannot surpass an opponent of this caliber, then he might as well not bother defending Troy, and just go off to bed early.��


    There weren��t many accomplished descendants among King Minos��s children, let alone the younger generation of grandchildren. Idomeneus, with his physically intimidating figure, might bully the ordinary members of the Divine Blood Guard, but facing a true master, he was likely to be defeated.


    Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Idomeneus was disarmed, clutching his shoulder from which blood flowed, and was awkwardly dragged back to the camp.


    Based on Luo En��s judgment, the fact that his great-nephew made it back at all was probably due to Hector showing mercy.


    However, with Idomeneus��s return, he also brought back a message from Hector.


    ��If any other Alliance heroes wished to challenge him, they were welcome to do so, but for every opponent he defeated, they would need to cease hostilities for one day.


    Hearing this brazen declaration, the Alliance heroes could not help but feel some indignation and immediately decided through drawing lots the next person to fight the following day��Odysseus.


    The next morning, seeing the disapproval on the faces of the Alliance heroes and their ferocious opponent, Hector felt somewhat helpless.


    Actually, he hadn��t meant to provoke these Alliance heroes.


    But the Greeks had come so suddenly; Troy was not yet prepared for a large-scale, prolonged battle.


    Moreover, with the damage to the city gates and the casualties from the previous day, Troy now urgently needed time to regroup.


    Additionally, Troy��s allied city-states had not yet arrived, and the city itself lacked noteworthy Divine Blood Heroes; the gap between ordinary soldiers and heroes couldn��t be bridged with mere skill. So for now, this duel could only be fought solely by him from start to finish.


    As for Odysseus, who stepped out gripping his sword and shield, Luo En wasn��t very optimistic.


    This young guy might stand a chance in outwitting his opponents, but a fistfight definitely wasn��t his strength.


    Still, pondering how Odysseus had drifted at sea for ten years before successfully returning home, he felt somewhat reassured.


    There was no helping it; this young man had always been somewhat unlucky, and, considering he was the most verbally harsh towards Agamemnon at last night��s ceremonies, he deserved to be roughed up today.


    Similarly, the outcome of the second battle did not exceed Luo En��s expectations.


    After battling his opponent for several hours, Odysseus was swept from his chariot by Hector with a thrust of the spear that carried both man and shield, and he returned to the camp covered in dust and ash.


    Following this, the third contestant Penthesilea and the fourth contestant Great Aeas, although they held out for longer, both eventually met defeat.


    Penthesilea lost because she overused the Blood of Ares, succumbing to a frenzy from which Hector strategically knocked her down; Great Aeas conceded defeat voluntarily.

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    ?Chapter 742: Chapter 144 Epic Daddy Competition_2 Chapter 742: Chapter 144 Epic Daddy Competition_2 He had a fierce fight with Hector, and they were evenly matched. The battle lasted until nightfall without a clear victor. In the end, it was with his family��s seven-layer, bullhide Bronze Divine Shield that Ajax blocked Hector��s renowned Spear.


    However, Ajax eventually conceded, with the reasoning that ��Hector has been through several rounds of challenges and his techniques have all been seen through. I was prepared in advance, otherwise Hector��s Spear would have surely pierced through the last layer of my ancestral Divine Shield.��


    Hector also took a step back, saying he respected Ajax��s combat skills and that the duel should end in a draw, even offering gifts proactively.


    ��He gave Ajax a dagger adorned with silver from his own belt.


    Ajax did not take advantage of the situation and reciprocated with a luxurious purple belt for Hector.


    Thus, the confrontation between the two ended in an odd harmony, and the heroes of the watching Alliance gradually changed their impressions of Hector.


    A counterpart so noble in character and formidable in strength deserved admiration.


    ...


    By extension, their views on the city of Troy and the catalyst of the Trojan War experienced some subtle shifts in sentiment.


    A city-state that could raise such an outstanding hero must have its merits and not be an unreasonable land of barbarism.


    So, was it truly worth it for all the Greek city-states to pay for Agamemnon��s inconvenient issue with his runaway wife and to stubbornly take down Troy, this stronghold?


    At that moment, Luo En, who had witnessed the entirety of Ajax and Hector��s friendly match, glanced back at Telamon, who was hidden among the Divine Blood Guard, and spoke softly,


    ��I remember your wife is a Trojan princess, the beloved sister of the old king in the city, right?��


    Telamon gave a simple smile, his gaze flickering.


    Seeing this, Luo En immediately understood why the fight between Hector and Ajax was so full of harmonious sportsmanship and the noble martial ethics of pulling punches.


    It turned out they were first cousins...


    After all, they were part of the same family, there was no need to burn bridges, especially since it was Agamemnon��s wife who was taken, not theirs. A polite nod would suffice for future encounters.


    Tsk, tsk, this sly fox managed to survive under the frenzy of Hercules; it seems he most likely understood that he wasn��t seriously set on attacking Troy, hence the subtle hint to Ajax to take it easy.


    Nevertheless, it was now mostly confirmed that there was nothing abnormal about Hector, his aura bore no connection to that power within the city of Troy; the issue likely didn��t lie with him.


    Therefore, it was time to try someone else.


    Luo En pondered for a moment, his gaze slipping past the Troy city, which faintly radiated a majestic air, then he signaled to the fifth Divine Blood Hero who drew the lot to take the stage next.


    ��No more playing, eliminate Hector.


    ��Three moves!


    Diana shook her three fingers, crushing the bamboo tube with the draw slips and proudly stepped onto the battlefield.


    She was the fifth Divine Blood Hero to take the stage, and would also be the last!


    Because she was bound to end Hector��s winning streak, kill the competition, and reclaim glory for Greece!


    Luo En watched his daughter��s performance and muttered to himself.


    Seriously, this girl��s flamboyant personality doesn��t resemble me or Thetis at all. She��s more like Athena, could there have been a mix-up?


    As a certain father mulled over these thoughts, the two main heroes of the Trojan Epic began their fateful confrontation.


    From the start of the fight, Diana, determined to regain ground for her side, went full force like a cannonball charging at her opponent.


    The intense shockwave approached, causing Hector��s eardrums to ache as he instinctively raised his Shield.


    ��Clang!��


    Almost simultaneously with Hector��s reaction, a swift Dagger struck the surface of the Shield, and a mountainous and tidal Divine Power surged forth, shattering the intricately Hermes-inscribed, finely crafted armor at once.


    Hector��s face paled as he narrowly dodged the sharp edge of the blade. His long Spear thrust out diagonally in response.


    However, Diana had already raised a Round Shield in front of her, easily defusing the attack.


    Instead, because of his evasion, Hector��s chariot bore the brunt of the damage. The entire Bronze structure fragmented, and the two robust warhorses were pulverized into a mash under the sweeping blade��s fierce wind.


    ��`


    Hiss~~


    Seeing the pitiful state of his beloved horse, Hector gasped sharply, and in the instant, he took advantage of the moment to retreat, arching his body backward. His spear burst into blazing golden flames, almost as bright and bold as the sun in the sky.


    ��Great God Zeus, grant me divine wisdom, divine majesty!��


    Hector called out to the source of his bloodline, channeling all his divine power into it and, with arms stretched to the extreme, hurled it forward.


    The burning Extreme Spear, like a bolt of thunder streaking across the sky, sped with an unstoppable force towards the opponent he deeply feared.


    Diana, catching a glimpse of a figure behind her with the corner of her eyes as the spear that seemed to turn into lightning rushed towards her, whispered under her breath.


    ��Father, you are my rock, my high tower, you are my sword and shield! Rise up and scatter my enemies!��


    Accompanied by the tracing back of her divinity, a golden round disk like a dial manifested behind Diana.


    Six divine blessings were embedded within it, shining together like stars.


    At the same time, Diana raised her arms, and her gilded Divine Power Bracelets clashed fiercely in front of her. The shrill clanging sound instantly whipped up a frigid tide of magic power swirling with restless Aether Factors.


    ��Bang bang bang bang!��


    The spear that had been hurled at Diana shattered inch by inch as it came within three meters of her.


    Then, the unyielding shockwave, like an invisible battering ram, slammed heavily into Hector��s chest.


    ��Boom!��


    Troy��s Guardian, who had defeated four heroes of the Alliance, was catapulted into the city wall behind him as if shot from a cannon, making the magic defense techniques of Troy City glimmer and shudder, on the verge of breaking.


    As the spreading dust cleared, Hector, embedded in the wall like a relief sculpture with his breastplate shattered, hung his head motionless, evidently having been knocked unconscious.


    With that, this unique ��compare the greatness of our fathers�� contest came to an end, with Diana claiming a complete victory.


    Luo En, watching the gradually fading six divine blessings behind his daughter, muttered to himself.


    ��Athena, Hera, Hestia, Artemis, Aphrodite, Demeter... My goodness, all six goddesses of the Olympian Twelve Gods have given you their protection. What is this? Some kind of spokeswoman for female power, in a sense?


    But no matter how you put it, that group of goddesses on Mount Olympus really do show an extraordinary fondness for you.


    Back then, I almost lost my life just trying to scrape together a bit of divinity.


    And now, you have it from birth.


    What a ridiculously generous start, even I, your father, can��t help but feel envious.��


    Luo En grumbled inwardly, then pushed aside the jealousy he felt for his daughter and shot a knowing look at the triumphant Diana.


    Diana nodded her head and stepped towards Hector, who lay unconscious amongst the gravel.


    Just as she reached out to seize Hector, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky.


    Diana caught a glimpse of a dangerous glint in her eyes and instantly leaped backward a hundred meters.


    And at the moment she swiftly retreated, a javelin penetrated the spot where Diana had just stood, blasting a huge pit tens of meters wide in the surrounding area.


    At the same time, the gates of Troy flew open, and a handsome young man, draped in leopard skin, with bow and arrow on his back, a drawn sword on his waist, holding two javelins, led a squad of Troy soldiers outside the city and rescued Hector back to the chariot.


    Watching those eyes covered in silver lightning, Luo En, hidden among the Sparta Divine Blood Guard, sneered coldly.


    You��ve finally couldn��t resist interfering, Zeus!


    It seems the pawn you planted in the mortal world is not in Mycenae, but in Troy.


    Then, I will uproot it first and see how you intend to have the heroes of the mortal world slaughter each other in the battle of Troy.


    Luo En squinted his eyes meaningfully as he regarded the anxious priestess who hurried to meet Hector on the city wall.


    ��`

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    ?Chapter 743: Chapter 145 Speak Nicely, Don��t Undress (7.4k Reached Today, Request for Votes) Chapter 743: Chapter 145 Speak Nicely, Don��t Undress (7.4k Reached Today, Request for Votes) At night, Cassandra suddenly sat up from the bed, her forehead covered in cold sweat.


    It was that nightmare again!


    Burning Troy, piles of corpses, one by one, her fallen relatives before her eyes, and herself being violated and walking toward death...


    Everything was incredibly real, incredibly cruel.


    And as time passed, her perception of that scene became clearer and more pronounced.


    It was as if the nightmare was about to turn into reality, with the future right before her eyes.


    *Sigh* *Sigh*


    Cassandra gasped for air, her eyes brimming with fear and struggle.


    ...


    Her ability to foresee the future saw what was to come but was powerless to change it; this divine grace was more a curse than a blessing.


    Perhaps this was punishment for her refusal of that Chief God.


    Cassandra bit her cherry lips, then raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, put on her clothes, and walked into the adjacent sickroom.


    Looking at Hector, who lay in a coma on the sickbed, Cassandra felt utterly bewildered and powerless.


    Since her sensible brother had fallen, the voices within the city pushing for a resolution had completely disappeared, replaced by calls for a fight to the death with the Greeks.


    And the source of this voice was her younger brother, Paris...


    Yesterday��s glorious image on the battlefield, where he powerfully repelled the enemy and rescued Hector, had earned him the support of many Trojans.


    But Cassandra was terrified by this because the valiant Paris was not the timid and arrogant brother she remembered, but rather like a puppet infused with a different soul and will.


    From the moment Paris abducted the Queen of Mycenae to yesterday��s fierce battle, Cassandra, by recalling a series of events around Troy, vaguely captured traces of human manipulation, and a terrifying truth gradually formed in her mind.


    ��Someone, or some hidden force, was driving Troy and the Greek states to fight to the death, initiating a sacrifice of blood and fire!


    After reaching this conclusion, Cassandra shivered coldly, her gaze unconsciously falling on Hector.


    But looking at her brother, who was still unconscious on the sickbed, she felt utterly defeated.


    Hector had been injured by powerful divine powers during the previous battle, and her own divine arts could not wake him. To think that he could regain control of the Trojan military and pull back Troy from the brink was delusional.


    Could it only be as before, watching disaster unfold while she remained powerless?


    Just as Cassandra was muttering in agony by the sickbed, a gentle voice came with the wind into her ears.


    ��Want to save him? I can help you...��


    Hearing this sudden whisper, Cassandra jolted, immediately drew the dagger from her waist, leaned against the corner of the wall in a defensive posture, and stared fixedly, like a frightened cat, at the shadow that had appeared in the tent without her knowing when.


    ��Hm, quite vigilant. But don��t be nervous, we��ve met before,�� Luo En said with a brief smile, with the faint sound of a horse��s whinnying behind him, radiating a warm glow from within.


    Sensing that familiar presence, Cassandra hesitantly exclaimed.


    ��Apollo?��


    Luo En just smiled, noncommittal, walked straight to the sickbed, stretched his hand over Hector��s head, and easily dispersed the condensed divine power inside.


    Watching her brother��s pale face slowly regain its natural flush, Cassandra couldn��t help dropping the dagger in her hand, nearly bursting into tears as she embraced Hector on the sickbed.


    If her brother could wake up in time, Troy might still be saved!


    However, as if he could read the thoughts of others, the figure that appeared in the tent spoke gloomily, dousing her heart with cold water:


    ��Don��t celebrate too soon. The troubles facing Troy now are beyond the help of one Hector, even ten Hectors waking would be useless.��


    Cassandra��s heart chilled, she muttered softly:


    ��Is it because... the Trojan War concerns the gods? Just like the previous battle at Thessaly?��


    Luo En looked at the priestess girl in surprise, his eyes showing approval:


    ��Not bad, to think of that. It seems King Priam has raised a fine pair of children.��


    Before infiltrating Troy, he had done his homework and naturally knew that the girl before him was the legendary prophet priestess, Cassandra.


    Although he anticipated her precognitive talent, her keen insight still took Luo En by surprise.


    And hearing the praise from the deity, a somewhat unnatural blush appeared on Cassandra��s face, then she lowered her head, biting her lip and pleaded:


    ��So, Lord Apollo, how can Troy find a path of survival in this calamity? Please enlighten me.��


    Luo En responded with a smile that was not quite a smile:


    ��Haven��t you already made a choice? With Paris and the one behind him, Troy might not have a path to survival.��


    ��No, all this disaster may be precisely brought by them!��


    Cassandra answered earnestly, then she laid out the situation within the city, Paris��s abnormalities, and the mysteriously activated statue in the Great Temple to this true Guardian God of Troy.


    ��So that��s it...�� Luo En nodded, his eyes thoughtful.


    It seemed that the statue of the Guardian God in the city of Troy was the wedge Zeus used to convey divine will and manipulate the situation.


    At that moment, Cassandra, from the deity��s reaction before her, identified the crux that was steering Troy towards ruin and spoke solemnly:


    ��I��ve perused documents from two hundred years ago, I know the details of the Giant��s battle and naturally understand the consequences of following that His Majesty��s divine decree!��


    Although history is often buried by the sands of time, there are always those who unearth truths from the past and use them as teachers and guides toward a farther future.


    And the greatest gain from Cassandra��s perusal of the documents was seeing Thessaly, a vivid example that survived the last divine war.


    History had long told everyone through facts: His Majesty the King of Gods from Olympus did not care about the lives and deaths of mortal beings; following him was mostly a path to darkness, likely to become the foundation for him to construct his Divine Rank.


    Only a few from War God Mountain cared enough to glance sideways at the struggles of mortals, bestowing a sliver of pity.


    Therefore, if Troy wanted to find a way to survive in the upcoming Divine War, even if they did not follow the vanished gods of War God Mountain, they needed to sever the manipulations of His Majesty the King of Gods behind the scenes to avoid becoming disposable pawns on the chessboard.


    Thinking of this, Cassandra took a deep breath and blurted out her audacious request:


    ��So, I boldly implore you to destroy the divine statue in the Great Temple, mediate this war, and spare Troy from torment!��


    However, Luo En just smiled and asked with interest:


    ��Why should I help you?��


    Cassandra was slightly stunned, her face alternating between red and white.


    After a brief hesitation, she seemed to have made up her mind, tearing open her waistband whereupon her loose dress instantly slipped from her shoulders, revealing her youthful and vibrant body.


    Seeing the priestess close her eyes and rush towards him, Luo En was taken aback and quickly covered his chest, dodging to the side:


    ��We��re supposed to be negotiating, why are you undressing?��


    Cassandra, finding herself embraced by empty air, opened her eyes, her face flush with embarrassment and indignation:


    ��Lord Apollo, don��t you desire my body? I am willing to use it as a bargain chip, isn��t that enough?��


    It was well known that deities of Greece were very loving, and their gifts often came with costly prices.


    Once, in the Temple of Apollo, Cassandra was cleansed by a divine serpent gaining the ability of foresight, but also drew the attention of the God of Light because of her beauty.


    Once, when Apollo, taking advantage of her playfulness in the temple, wished to be intimate with her and asked her to become his lover, Cassandra did not comply but screamed for help and resisted, ultimately thwarting Apollo��s desires.


    However, this unfulfilled humiliation also left the proud Chief God greatly enraged at the tactless Cassandra, leading him to curse her so that her prophecies would not be believed in Troy.


    Now, to save her nation from the prophecy of destruction, Cassandra finally bowed her proud head, cast aside her dignity and shame, and offered herself to this Guardian God of Troy.


    However, the Guardian God of Troy that Cassandra envisaged merely coughed awkwardly, eyes darting away:


    ��I don��t think I said I was Apollo...��


    ��...��


    Silence, nothing but silence filled the tent.


    The tense atmosphere lasted for a quarter of an hour before Cassandra pulled herself together and stiffly bent down to pick up her dress from the ground and put it back on, calmly asking:


    ��Then what do you desire from me? Whatever I possess, I will give without hesitation.��


    One must say, this historical priestess possessed remarkable mental fortitude, displaying an air of composure even in insult or grace.


    Luo En��s eyes reflected a deeper appreciation for Cassandra, and his tone softened:


    ��I do want to help you, but that divine statue is mostly linked with Zeus��s Divine Will, and it��s inappropriate for me to act.��


    ��So, you can��t stop all this?��


    Cassandra looked disappointed, the light in her eyes dimming as if she instantly lost her pillar of support.


    ��Don��t rush, I haven��t finished talking,�� Luo En smiled at Cassandra, ��I can��t act directly, but I can teach you how to destroy that divine statue, with your access it should be easy for you to reach there.��


    ��Me?�� Cassandra looked astonished.


    ��Yes, it��s better to rely on yourself than others. Although I can��t act directly, I can teach you how to destroy the divine statue,�� Luo En said with a smile.


    Without a moment��s hesitation, Cassandra asked sternly, ��What should I do, please enlighten me!��


    ��Wait until tomorrow when Paris goes out of the city to challenge, sneak into the Great Temple and drive this into the chest of that divine statue.��


    As Luo En spoke, he took a curved purple-red dagger shaped like lightning from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to Cassandra.


    This was the dagger imbued with the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction, designed to overcome all barriers, contracts, and representing ��Betrayal��!


    To extract the nail Zeus had driven into Troy, Luo En had borrowed this specially functional Divine Artifact from Medea.


    Cassandra glanced at the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction in her hand, then looked up at the mysterious deity before her and asked pensively.


    ��So, for your generosity, what should I offer first?��


    ��When I need it, open a gate for the Alliance outside the city.��


    ��You want me to betray Troy?��


    ��No, this is a lifeline I��m leaving for you.��


    Luo En gazed at the frowning Cassandra, speaking leisurely.


    ��Troy will eventually fall, but which side you open the gates to will determine if Troy can have a chance to rise anew after its fall.��


    Cassandra pondered for a moment, her gaze flickering:


    ��Then, may I know your divine name?��


    ��You can call me��Luo En...��


    Upon hearing this, Cassandra felt relieved.


    The God of Feasts, the Shepherd of the mortal flock.


    It was Him; then there was no problem.


    Immediately, like regaining her spiritual support, the young priestess gripped the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction firmly and looked up at the deity before her, revealing a serene smile like a chrysanthemum.


    ��Good, I will do as you say tomorrow!��

 Chapter 744 744 146 This Taste of Scum is Very Pure

    ?Chapter 744: Chapter 146: This Taste of Scum is Very Pure Chapter 744: Chapter 146: This Taste of Scum is Very Pure The next morning, the gates of Troy opened once more.


    The handsome young Prince Paris, draped in leopard skin, with a bow and arrows on his back, a sharp sword at his waist, and two spears in hand, led a group of Trojan soldiers onto the battlefield, declaring his challenge to the bravest hero among the Greek Alliance.


    As expected, Diana came out fully armed from the Alliance��s camp.


    ��Try to hold him off for a quarter of an hour. However, there��s likely a deity��s will residing in that boy, don��t be careless!��


    Upon hearing the admonition from her father Luo En in her head, Diana subtly nodded without leaving a trace, then contemptuously crooked her finger at Paris.


    ��So you��re the pretty boy who stole Agamemnon��s wife? Your looks might be an improvement over that old man Agamemnon, but stealing people and surprise attacks aren��t very admirable traits. It was you who stabbed me from behind yesterday, wasn��t it? Come on, let��s go a round!��


    Hearing the taunting and loaded jeers, not only did Paris��s complexion turn dark, but Agamemnon��s expression also looked as if he had swallowed a dead fly.


    ...


    Meanwhile, Luo En found himself caught between laughter and tears watching his daughter who could deal critical verbal blows at the drop of a hat.


    I told you to draw aggro, not to rack up rage points for the enemy. If you get beaten to tears later, I, as the parent, will have to personally enter the fray. Aren��t you just digging a hole for your father?


    As Luo En was inwardly lamenting, Paris, whose expression had gradually turned icy, decisively made his move, thrusting his two javelins with the force of thunderbolts.


    Diana, sensing the formidable divine power within them, did not dare to underestimate the attack. Using her sword and shield together, she blocked the incoming javelins from both sides and found an opening to counterattack.


    Watching the two blurs of light colliding at high speed on the field, Luo En gradually began to relax.


    Although the will of a deity resided in Paris, it was unfortunate that his own foundation was too weak to sustain much divine power.


    Furthermore, the prince had spent most of his talent and time on women, hardly ever touching training or weapons. Thus, his physical fitness and combat skills were equally lacking.


    Due to a combination of factors, the pretty boy with high software specs but low hardware couldn��t take down Diana, who was decked out in divine armor and well-developed in every aspect.


    However, as time went on, Luo En gradually felt that the patience in ��Paris�� was slowly fading, and the divine power within him skyrocketed.


    Even though doing so would cause permanent mental and physical damage to the host body afterward, the will residing in Paris obviously wasn��t kind enough to care about the durability of expendable material.


    After several exchanges, Diana, seeing significant cracks in her divine shield and sensing the steadily increasing divine power of her opponent, couldn��t help but grow tense. She decisively abandoned her head-on tactic and, using her golden wings to move at super-high speeds, maneuvered around.


    For a moment, the situation once again reached a stalemate.


    Luo En, estimating time, prepared to intervene or even take down Paris with a single blow if necessary.


    Although the Troy Princess had agreed to join forces, out of caution, he couldn��t put all his eggs in one basket.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, inside Troy.


    Cassandra, dressed in priestly robes and holding a magic wand, walked into the Great Temple.


    A few elderly priests, seeing this, couldn��t help but show surprise:


    ��Her Royal Highness the Princess, why are you not on guard duty in the camp? What brings you here?��


    ��Hector, my brother, has not yet awakened, and I wish to pray for his wellbeing,�� Cassandra replied with a heavy voice and then glanced at the few priests on duty, her brow furrowing as she added.


    ��Prayer requires absolute quiet, you should leave, do not impede me here.��


    ��But...��


    The priests looked at Cassandra, hesitation written on their faces.


    Though communication with the deities indeed necessitated a somewhat tranquil environment, the Princess was a priestess of the Temple of Apollo, not of this Guardian Temple. Expelling the priests who served here seemed somewhat overstepping.


    Observing their hesitation, Cassandra��s expression turned cold:


    ��What? Do I not have the right to use this temple? Or is my brother Hector��s life and death of no concern to you?��


    ��No, no, we just have our obligations,�� the Temple Priests hastily responded with hands raised.


    ��Fine. If the prayer fails, or if my brother suffers in any way because of you, I��ll have you all buried with him!��


    After saying this with a stern face, Cassandra turned on her heel toward the door.


    Seeing this, the Temple Priests hurriedly stepped forward to hold her back, pleading with grimaces.


    ��Please, Your Royal Highness, we��ll leave the temple immediately!��


    With that, the priests obediently withdrew from the Great Temple, making sure to close the doors behind them.


    They had no choice; the responsibility was too great for them to bear.


    As the bystanders gradually left, Cassandra took a deep breath and slowly approached the statue of the Guardian God.


    Though she did not know what the consequences of her actions would be, if she did nothing, Troy was doomed to fall in disaster.


    Considering one way led to certain death, she might as well trust the God of Wine who visited her the night before and gamble on behalf of Troy and herself!


    With that thought, Cassandra steeled herself, and without hesitation, she took out the purple curved blade hidden within the Magic Circle Diagram and stabbed it into the chest of the Guardian God statue with lightning speed.


    ��Crack~!��


    In an instant, the statue on the altar emitted a crisp crack, and the originally sunny sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Rumbles of thunder laced with boundless fury rolled through the clouds, like countless silver swords, all pointing sharply towards the Great Temple in the center of Troy.

 Chapter 745 745 146 This Scum Taste, Very Pure_2

    ?Chapter 745: Chapter 146 This Scum Taste, Very Pure_2 Chapter 745: Chapter 146 This Scum Taste, Very Pure_2 Blasphemy, a deathly offense!


    The mere hint of that terrible divine authority struck Cassandra first, as if struck by lightning, her complexion turning instantly pale as paper, with traces of golden-red blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.


    However, facing such hellish pressure and chilling intent to kill, Cassandra hesitated only for half a second before lifting her arm unhesitatingly and stabbing repeatedly at the forehead, neck, and chest of the guardian statue.


    It must be said, the woman who dared to strip and play seductress in front of the Greece chief god, and after realizing her mistake, pretended to be calm and redressed, certainly had exceptional mental fortitude.


    Once they made a choice, they would usually walk down that chosen path without looking back.


    ��Bang!��


    With the guardian statue on the altar covered with web-like cracks, it explosively burst apart.


    ...


    The thunder gathered in the clouds, as if losing its abode, surged brainlessly towards the battlefield outside Troy.


    ~~


    At this moment, Diana looked at the suddenly confused Paris and the rapidly descending thunderbolt in the sky, and without hesitation, raised her arms to clash powerfully, her gilded Divine Power Bracelets instantly unleashing a violent shockwave.


    Paris, standing there dazed, was swept away like a leaf in a storm, flying hundreds of meters before crashing heavily against Troy��s wall.


    Before the handsome prince could rise, a cold bronze short sword was placed against his neck, the blade lightly pressed to mark a bloody line on his skin.


    Paris��s face filled with panic, his body shaking like a sieve, completely losing his previous bravery.


    In fact, he was also confused.


    His mind buzzed, his memories fragmented and broken, as if countless conductive steel needles stirred inside; his body also pained excruciatingly, as fresh wounds like baby mouths appeared on his skin, incessantly bleeding.


    He didn��t know how he got there, how he was injured.


    But at this moment, instinct told him that survival was of the utmost importance.


    ��Don��t, don��t kill me! I��ll do anything!��


    Paris, tears and snot flowing, pleaded pitifully to the bronze sword��s bearer.


    Diana slightly stunned, then sneered:


    ��Well, how about trading Clytemnestra��s life for yours?��


    ��No problem!��


    Paris nodded frantically, without a hint of hesitation.


    Meanwhile, a blonde beauty standing on the city walls, watching the battle, was incredulous.


    She was none other than the former Queen of Mycenae��Clytemnestra herself. Today, she had wanted to observe closely her lover��s courageous performance on the battlefield but ended up witnessing such a disgraceful side of him.


    Seeing this, Diana couldn��t hide her disdain:


    ��If you��re so afraid of death, why did you engage in the affair of seducing another��s wife?��


    ��I, I don��t know...��


    Paris responded with a blank face, his heart surging with an intense desire to confess.


    ��After arriving in Mycenae, it seemed like a voice told me to do it...��


    At this moment, the Queen of Mycenae on the city walls also fell into contemplation.


    It seemed she had the same feeling, as if an invisible force in the depths of fate had driven her to make such choices.


    Suddenly, Paris��s eyes brightened, as if he��d found the answer:


    ��I know now, it must be that woman who has cursed me behind my back! She couldn��t stand being lonely; it has nothing to do with me!��


    The Trojans, who joined the battle, were all shocked by Paris��s desperate attempts to absolve himself and his disgraceful behavior while fighting to save his life. They looked at the prince with disdain and disappointment.


    And above the wall, the Queen of Mycenae turned pale and sank into deep confusion.


    So, how did I ever fall for such a person? To think I was bewitched to the extent of abandoning my son and daughter to elope with him?


    Seeing Paris��s wretched performance on the battlefield, Luo En was not surprised at all.


    Because in the original epic, this Prince of Troy was indeed a despicable coward.


    Faced with challenges from Greek heroes, he was terrified and would hide among friends, attempting to make friends and his brother Hector take the blows for him. Even the usually good-natured Hector openly scolded his brother for cowardice.


    After a forced battle and injury, Paris turned to his abandoned wife��the Nymph Onone, pleading for aid. Onone rejected him, and, desperate for survival, he shifted the blame to his eloped partner Helen, trying to clear his name with his wife:


    ��Noble wife, I am in pain, please don��t resent me. The cruel Fate Goddess brought Helen before me, causing me to leave you. It��s not my fault. I swear by the gods, by our past love, I beg you, have compassion on me, heal my wounds with your medicine, relieve me from this unbearable pain...��


    Above, but that was clearly recorded in the epic ��Iliad.��


    At this moment, Paris, fully exposed for his true self, had already begun to act recklessly to save his life,


    ��Spare me, I am willing to expel Clytemnestra from Troy and make an eternal treaty with Greece!��


    Seeing Diana remained indifferent, he angrily turned to the Trojans behind him and issued a command.


    ��What are you standing there for? Put down your weapons, do you want to kill me!��


    ��Shut up!��


    Just then, a figure leapt down from the city wall, roaring angrily, and his long spear, shooting like a meteor, smashed Diana��s bronze short sword from her hand.


    Hector? Had the boy woken up?


    Diana, thrilled by the prospect of battle, was about to advance when a dazzling gold brilliance lit up the city of Troy, and several golden arrows, formed from flames, shot towards her.


    Sensing the pure divine power within them, Diana was forced to retreat hastily.


    Below, Hector took this opportunity to grab his brother, who lay paralyzed on the ground, and with the demoralized Trojans, returned to the city.


    ��Lock him in my tent! Without my command, nobody is allowed to let him out!��


    As soon as he entered, Hector, with a steely face, immediately issued the order to the Trojans around him.


    The soldiers respectfully nodded, contemptuously dragged the nearly liquefied Paris away from the scene.


    Compared to this pretty boy, who shamelessly begged for his life, they naturally trusted Hector, the great prince who had truly earned his fame.


    Watching his troublesome brother being dragged away, Hector sighed and turned back.


    ��You shouldn��t have done that...��


    ��Are you saying I should just watch you die in battle, or watch Troy perish?��


    Cassandra asked coolly as she descended from the city wall.


    Hector shook his head, his eyes full of gloom and helplessness.


    ��We cannot change fate, what difference would your struggle make?��


    ��How would we know without trying? It��s pure foolishness to knowingly follow a path to death.��


    Cassandra seriously looked at her brother Hector, who had resigned himself to fate, and smiled indifferently.


    ��Since none of you will heed my prophecy, I will personally sound the alarm and lead you to the path we ought to take.��


    ��Father will kill you...��


    Hector cast a worried glance at the Great Temple shrouded in thick smoke within the city.


    ��Even if you get past father, He probably won��t spare you.��


    ��But, you will protect me.��


    Cassandra smiled faintly, her tone full of certainty.


    Protect?


    Yes, as long as he was alive, he would never abandon his family and people.


    This obvious trait really made him easy to manipulate.


    Hector gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and looked helplessly at his sister, who from some point had begun to deviate from the norms.


    ��You must have a further plan, right?��


    Cassandra glanced at the cheering crowds outside the city and replied gravely:


    ��Tonight, he should come again.��


    ��Good, then I��ll trust you this once!��


    Hector took a deep breath as if finally resolving on a decision, tightly gripped the long spear in his hand, and turned to face a squad of Divine Blood Guard, majesticly approaching from the Royal Palace.


    ��Come, let��s go see father first.��


    Watching the determined stride, Cassandra felt a multitude of emotions.


    Finally, her apocalyptic prophecy had gained its first follower, and the wheels of Troy were also starting to turn onto a different path.


    Unknown, yet filled with limitless possibilities.

 Chapter 746 746 147 Sister-in-law, you wouldnt want your daughter to

    ?Chapter 746: Chapter 147: Sister-in-law, you wouldn��t want your daughter to be bullied, right? Chapter 746: Chapter 147: Sister-in-law, you wouldn��t want your daughter to be bullied, right? As night fell, the bright moonlight spilled onto the streets, reflecting the cold metallic gleam of the swords, shields, and armor plates held by patrolling soldiers, filling the deadly quiet city of Troy with a sense of oppressive foreboding, like a storm brewing over the horizon.


    Another figure took advantage of the cover of darkness and arrived at the Troy Palace, where security was exceptionally tight.


    ��Well, you acted swiftly. It seems you have taken control of the situation with ease. Your command over the military is indeed unquestionable,��


    Hearing the voice from beyond the door, which was unclear whether it was sarcasm or praise, Hector, who was waiting inside the great hall, darkened in expression and scoffed:


    ��Thanks to your blessing, I had to take some coercive actions against my own family.��


    Luo En entered the door, glanced around, and smiled indifferently.


    ��Come on, there��s not even a spot of blood or damage here; don��t make it sound as if you��ve slaughtered your whole family. I venture the old king gave up willingly, right? He cherishes his life, but he��s not foolish. Troy could manage without anyone but you, its garrison commander. He had no choice but to cede power and let you handle it.��


    Hector nodded, looking helplessly at the Shepherd of the Temporal World who had come to visit:


    ��You are as wise as the legends say. So, what does Troy need to do? Open the gates and surrender immediately, and hand over my sibling?��


    Here, Hector referred to the Queen of Mycenae, who had been lured by his brother Paris, as ��sibling,�� with a clear intention to protect her.


    ...


    Clearly, compared to his scoundrel of a brother, he still had some semblance of humanity.


    At that moment, Luo En shook his head and began solemnly:


    ��No! You don��t need to surrender; instead, you must accelerate your war preparations!��


    ��Is it because�� the Divine War is coming?��


    Upon hearing Hector��s thoughtful response, Luo En looked at the Troy��s Guardian in slight surprise:


    ��You actually guessed it.��


    ��I am not a fool,��


    Hector replied gravely, his brown eyes deepening.


    ��It��s been almost three hundred years since the rebellion at Olympus; if things have not ended yet, what must come, will come.��


    He paused, his expression turning bitter:


    ��I just didn��t expect that Troy would be the first to be dragged into it.��


    ��There��s no choice, the gods have vanished, leaving just these few Divine Blood Heroes for His Majesty the King of Gods to fixate on.��


    Luo En spread his hands and mockingly gazed at Mount Olympus, shrouded among the stars.


    Hector caught the implied meaning and his face shifted slightly.


    ��You mean, He wants us all to die in this war?��


    ��What else? You can��t honestly believe that His Majesty the King of Gods is so idle that he wants to help you fend off the Greek Alliance, can you?��


    Luo En casually retorted, then sneered as he uncovered the harsh truth.


    ��Frankly, both Troy and Mycenae are merely the fuse to ignite the powder keg. Once enough Greek heroes and elite soldiers gather here, He plans to blow you all sky high, ensuring the Divine Bloodlines on earth are severed, no longer posing the slightest threat to Olympus. That is His Majesty the King of Gods�� true intention!��


    The facts were indeed as such; in the end, the Trojan War had no real victor.


    Not only did both sides�� elite soldiers and Divine Blood Heroes suffer heavy casualties, but the city-states also drastically weakened after the war, leading to no good outcomes.


    Troy was destroyed by the war, Mycenae crumbled, Sparta declined amid excessive military exploits...


    On the other hand, Athens, which had remained behind the scenes throughout the conflict, rose to become the greatest beneficiary of the war.


    Nevertheless, Hector was still somewhat skeptical of Luo En��s words:


    ��We are merely mortals, even if we bear Divine Blood, how could that make us worthy of His Majesty the King of Gods�� annihilation?��


    ��His principle has always been better to kill mistakenly than to let one go.��


    ��Even without Troy, without Mycenae, there are hundreds, thousands of Divine Blood Heroes in the world. Can He really kill them all?��


    ��Have you heard of the ��Magic Box��?��


    Luo En asked with a playful smile, his voice lowering.


    ��Its master is currently in the Mycenae camp. What do you think would happen if enough blood and souls were sacrificed?��


    Hector gasped sharply, his complexion growing extremely unsightly.


    He indeed knew of the infamous Pandora��s Box��if it were activated, not just the scattered Divine Blood Heroes across the city-states, but perhaps the entire human race would face extinction!


    ��So, we are all sacrifices to open the Magic Box?��


    ��To His Majesty, that��s probably all the value you have.��


    Luo En chuckled, his eyes gleaming with irony.


    His Divine King father had always been like this, wanting to devour humanity yet always pretentiously maintaining a fac?ade of dignity, unwilling to dirty his own hands.


    At that moment, realizing the true crisis at hand, Hector no longer hesitated and respectfully laid his cards on the table to the Shepherd of the Temporal World:


    ��I have already dispatched troops to seal off the damaged Great Temple and have taken control of the priests who were stationed there. What do you plan to do next?��


    ��Nothing unusual in the city?��


    ��Nothing! Since the Guardian God statue was destroyed, the aura that was hovering over Troy has disappeared. There have been no other incidents.��


    ��Good.��


    Luo En nodded and then spoke earnestly:


    ��Now that Zeus��s nail embedded in Troy has been removed, I want you to establish an altar on the original foundation as quickly as possible to worship the deities of War God Mountain��the sooner, the better. Because I am about to handle that hidden danger in the Mycenae camp, too.��

 Chapter 747 747 147 Sister-in-law, You Dont Want Your Daughter to Be

    ?Chapter 747: Chapter 147: Sister-in-law, You Don��t Want Your Daughter to Be Bullied, Right?_2 Chapter 747: Chapter 147: Sister-in-law, You Don��t Want Your Daughter to Be Bullied, Right?_2 ��Pandora?��


    ��Right, once we deal with that Catastrophe Witch, the news of my return with the Argo Heroes probably won��t be kept secret for long. At that time, His Majesty the King of Gods will most likely not sit still either, you need to prepare in advance.��


    Upon hearing this, Hector��s heart clenched, and he nodded seriously.


    Since he had chosen to betray ��Divine Grace,�� he could only follow Lord Shepherd to the end.


    Having gotten the outcome he wanted, Luo En simply waved his hand.


    ��That��s all I have to say. If there��s nothing else, I need to rush back to the camp to handle another problem.��


    ��Just a moment!��


    ...


    At that moment, Cassandra walked in from outside and quickly called out to Luo En, pulling along a still-charming blonde woman and speaking in a grave voice.


    ��We��ll go back with you!��


    Luo En glanced at the woman��s familiar facial features and pondered.


    ��You are... Helen��s sister?��


    ��Yes, as you see, this sinner is still clinging to life.��


    The woman gave a bitter smile and nodded, then a look of sudden enlightenment crossed her face.


    ��I could, just like that sorry lover of mine, blame it all on the gods�� mischief. But since I did it, I must take responsibility. So, I implore you to take me back to the Greek camp and hand me over to my husband Agamemnon, let him do as he wishes, so this meaningless war can finally come to an end.��


    Luo En looked at this aunt-by-marriage who seemed ready to stake her life to plead for Troy, as well as Cassandra holding hands, ready to accompany her, his gaze slightly complex.


    In fact, Clytemnestra was not a capricious woman.


    In her original fate, Agamemnon, worried about his wife��s fidelity while he was away at war against Troy, arranged for a singer to watch over his wife day and night to ensure she wouldn��t be tempted.


    Meanwhile, Agamemnon��s brother, Agistos, had his eye on his brother��s wife and his royal position, and he tried to seduce Clytemnestra several times, but she refused.


    But later, Agistos took the singer charged with watching her to a deserted island, where he met his end at the hand of wild beasts, and then informed his sister-in-law that Agamemnon had sacrificed their daughter to secure victory in the war. Out of anger, Clytemnestra complied with Agistos and, when her husband Agamemnon returned victoriously, bringing with him a captured Troy Princess, she, along with Agistos, killed both her husband and avenged her daughter.


    And that unfortunate Troy Princess, also because of Clytemnestra��s wrath, died in that murder.


    Yes, it was Cassandra herself...


    The trajectory of this fate was absolutely twisted.


    However, thinking of Penthesilea who was supposed to die at the hands of Achilles, now mixing together with the feminized Achilles (Diana) all day inseparable, even forming a master-apprentice bond, Luo En then let it go.


    Let it be twisted; it was still better than the original ending where everyone met their doom.


    Luo En shook his head to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but he did not agree to let his aunt-by-marriage walk into a trap:


    ��Agamemnon is not as clean as you think, the moment you were led away, he immediately went to Sparta to propose marriage, planning to take your sister Helen and Sparta��s formidable army into his hands. And your husband, under the bidding of His Majesty the King of Gods, had already set his sights on Troy, lacking only a reason to act. So, are you really saying that Agamemnon truly knew nothing about yours and Paris��s elopement?��


    Hearing this, the Queen of Mycenae��s expression turned cloudy.


    No wonder on those days when the Troyan fleet visited, her usually strict husband voluntarily allowed her to host Paris and others;


    No wonder her husband kept going out frequently during that period, leaving her and Paris alone;


    No wonder she could escape, carrying loads of gold and silver treasures along with a number of burdensome maids, from the heavily guarded Mycenean Palace...


    Considering all these signs, her husband was likely not the mastermind but at least an accomplice, and he had definitely been stirring trouble in the background.


    But after a long silence, the aunt-by-marriage sighed deeply:


    ��Either way, it was my fault first...��


    ��Oh, I forgot to tell you: a few days ago Agamemnon suffered a defeat and upon his return, he threw your daughter onto the altar, saying it was a sacrifice to the Pantheon of Gods to exchange for victory for Greece. If it weren��t for Helen��s timely intervention, agreeing to let another city-state take Mycenae��s place, your daughter��s ashes would probably be cold by now. Your Highness the Queen, you wouldn��t want your daughter to continue to be bullied after you die, right?��


    As Luo En followed up with this dark reminder, the aunt-by-marriage who previously seemed resigned to her fate suddenly erupted in fury, like a mother wolf protecting her cub.


    ��Agamemnon, that beast! What does our business have to do with our daughter? Just wait, I will make sure he pays the price!��


    Looking at his aunt, who was brimming with life and seemed eager to immediately return and cut down the scum, Luo En��s face involuntarily revealed a sly smile.


    Whether Agamemnon lived or died was of little concern to him. That fool probably still fantasized that after dealing with Troy, he would be able to dominate the city-states of Greece with the support of Zeus.


    Little did he know that in His Majesty the King of Gods�� plan, there was no intention of fulfilling any promises.


    Since Agamemnon was just an expendable tool to be discarded after use, why not recycle this waste to give his aunt added motivation to survive?


    ��In case�� Agamemnon met with misfortune, Sparta, which had marital ties to Mycenae, could opportunistically intervene and gather military strength, causing those Mycenaeans and their vassal army to shine brightly for the true great cause.


    Seeing her strategy not adopted, Cassandra couldn��t help but raise doubts:


    ��But the alliance currently holds an absolute advantage. Are they really willing to set aside grievances and join forces with us?��


    ��That��s why I told you to open a door at the critical moment...��


    Luo En spoke leisurely, his tone meaningful.


    At that moment, Cassandra finally understood the other party��s intentions and couldn��t help but look up at the Shepherd with admiration, even reverence.


    It must be said, such pure worship was quite gratifying to Luo En.


    However, having already spent too much time in Troy, he could only regretfully gather his thoughts and take his leave from the three in the Royal Palace.


    ��Remember my words, immediately build an altar for the Pantheon of Gods on War God Mountain and wait for my command!��


    The three nodded respectfully, watching as the deity walked into the thick of the night.


    ~~


    Familiar with the terrain, Luo En snuck out of Troy and looked at the Greek camp amassed outside the city, his gaze flickering.


    Next, it was time to meet with the Catastrophe Witch.


    Just as Luo En was about to infiltrate the Mycenaean camp to discover what lay within, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he abruptly raised his right hand to reach toward a small grove of trees rustling in the breeze nearby:


    ��Who��s there? Come out!��


    ��Shhh!��


    Instantly, the dense night within the woods was torn apart, and a sneaky figure was dragged out clumsily.


    Feeling the familiar pressure rise around him, the figure in the sand hurriedly raised both hands, shouting:


    ��Don��t, don��t do it, it��s me!��


    ��Hermes?��


    Luo En looked at the face full of guile and was momentarily taken aback.


    ��You��re back?��


    ��If I hadn��t been smart, I might not have made it back at all!��


    Hermes huffed irritably, his words heavy with resentment.


    And with the moon��s light shining down, Luo En finally noticed that Hermes, who had always taken great care with his appearance, was now in tattered clothing, with dreadful wounds and freshly congealed scabs covering his body.


    ��Did you run into Zeus?��


    Luo En��s face changed, and he immediately leapt back, putting distance between himself and Hermes.


    Seeing this, Hermes�� face darkened even further:


    ��If I had run into him, would I still be alive? Stationed in the Temple of Fate were three Hundred-Handed Giants! Also, why are you running so far away all of a sudden?��


    ��Ahem, the scenery by the sea is quite nice. It��s good you��re back, let��s go inside and talk at leisure.��


    Luo En coughed guiltily and then put on an effusively welcoming smile, pulling Hermes into the heavily guarded Spartan commander��s tent.

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    ?Chapter 748: Chapter 148: Did Old Priestess Blunder? Chapter 748: Chapter 148: Did Old Priestess Blunder? Late at night, in the Spartan commander��s tent.


    Helen, Hecate, Diana, and several other decision-makers rushed over upon hearing about Hermes�� return.


    Seeing the God of Speed, who was best at escaping, covered in wounds and looking half-dead, Helen couldn��t help expressing her surprise,


    ��How did you end up like this?��


    ��Let��s not talk about it, I ran into three Hundred-Handed Giants, all camped around the Temple of Fate. If I hadn��t been so alert and quick, I might not have made it back.��


    Hermes guzzled a cup of wine, half in relief and half in fear as he bitterly complained.


    Then, he looked suspiciously at Luo En and Hecate, who seemed not at all surprised,


    ��Tell me, did you two know that the Temple of Fate was a trap? Did you conspire to send me there?��


    Hecate folded her arms and smiled innocently, ��It was you who insisted on going, what does that have to do with me?��


    ...


    Luo En rolled his eyes and huffed impatiently, ��Enough with the complaints. Is there ever a completely safe choice? We��ve just spent significant effort in removing Zeus��s spies from Troy, and another is still in Mycenae��s camp. How about you handle the rest?��


    At that, Hermes fell silent.


    Compared to the three giants, he feared the Father God even more.


    Noticing Hermes calming down, Luo En probed further,


    ��Those three giants didn��t follow you, did they?��


    ��Relax, I led them into the Chaos Sea Domain, and after several detours to ensure I completely shook them off, I dared to reunite with you all here in Troy.��


    Hermes confidently replied, raising his now empty wine cup.


    Standing behind, Luo En smiled casually and moved forward to refill his cup, displaying none of the airs expected of the Chief God and Commander of the Alliance.


    Feeling subtly flattered, Hermes savored the wine and drunk it down, his brown eyes craftily shifting,


    ��However, this beating wasn��t for nothing. After shaking them off, I secretly snuck back to the Temple of Fate to see what really happened.��


    ��What did you find?��


    Luo En perked up immediately and pressed for details.


    Hermes shook his head, his expression grave,


    ��All three of The Fates were missing, and there seemed to be signs of damage inside the temple!��


    ��Indeed...��


    Hecate murmured lowly, then nodded understandingly at Luo En, a shared comprehension in their eyes.


    Seeing the indifferent reactions of Hecate and Luo En, Hermes looked startled, ��Wait, why aren��t either of you surprised? It��s as if you know everything.��


    ��What��s there to be surprised about? There are only two possibilities.�� Hecate responded coolly.


    Luo En serenely added, ��First, the situation might be optimistic, an unexpected glitch in the mechanism of Heavenly Destiny, leading The Fates to fall into a slumber; second, the situation is dire, and someone engineered this ��accident�� and dealt with The Fates. Sensing something amiss, the gods from War God Mountain swiftly chose to hide, collectively going into hiding...


    Given the signs of disorder currently escalating in Greece, we��re likely facing the second scenario.��


    Disasters frequent, order in disarray...


    The contract of Fate not only failed to weaken but actually increased its suppression of divine powers...


    The closer to Olympus, the stronger the suppression...


    All these signs could only indicate that the authority of Fate had shifted to the God King on Olympus. Naturally, the three old priestesses had already met their downfall.


    ��The Three Fates are gone? That can��t be possible, can it?�� Hermes gasped, skeptical of Luo En��s chilling reasoning.


    Although he sensed something might be wrong with The Fates, the idea of a total overthrow left him with a chill down his spine.


    ��No, theoretically, it��s quite possible...�� Hecate slowly began, her gaze deep as she looked around, ��If someone used Divinity stemming from the same source as The Fates to forge weapons and strike them when least expected, it might disrupt their coordination and crash their system. Besides me, a portion of the primordial fragments from Nyx remains in the hands of His Majesty the King of Gods.��


    Hermes grimaced, dryly uttering, ��The Goddess of Discord, Eris?��


    Luo En nodded, providing evidence to back Hecate��s theory, ��In the battle with the giants, Athena and I used the same-source Divinity from Typhon��s Offspring and Typhon to gradually erase the consciousness of the Demon Ancestor. If Zeus learned this method, or rather, turned Eris into a Deicide weapon and attached a specific curse, he indeed could make The Fates collapse internally!��


    ��That��s his daughter...��


    Hermes started to object but suddenly realized and smiled bitterly while rubbing his forehead, ��True, he hasn��t been sparing of his sons and daughters; one less wouldn��t matter.��


    At this point, Diana, who had been anxiously listening to the dire news, grew restless:


    ��If The Fates have collapsed, doesn��t that mean Zeus almost holds all of Heavenly Destiny, that all of Greece is under his control? Then, wouldn��t my mother and the others have nowhere to hide? Could they already have...��


    ��It won��t be so, for even if the ��Constant�� of Fate is strong, as long as the world turns, there will always be a space for ��Chance�� to persist.��


    Hecate shook her head gently, comforting with a soothing voice.

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    But Diana was still skeptical and asked anxiously,


    ��Then where did they go?��


    Hecate did not answer but turned to her disciple, with a testing look.


    Luo En, understanding her meaning, calmly revealed the answer:


    ��All things are born from ��Chaos,�� order stems from ��Nothingness.�� While the world above may now be stable, deep within the Netherworld, there remains a realm that even ��Heavenly Destiny�� can hardly touch...��


    ��Abyss Land��Tartarus!��


    Hermes, the first to respond, exclaimed out loud, realizing in his heart:


    That��s right, this god-forsaken place is connected to ��Nothingness,�� where the authority and Divine Power of the gods are significantly weakened.


    But by the same token, Tartarus Hell serves not only as a Prison for the Ancient Gods but also as a refuge from the interference of ��Heavenly Destiny��!


    ...


    As everyone pieced together the truth like unwinding a cocoon, Luo En, looking at the night sky slowly fading outside the tent, spoke in a deep voice:


    ��It seems I must take a trip to the Netherworld.��


    The Three Fates have already met with disaster, Zeus now holds sway over Heavenly Destiny, and it is still unknown just how powerful His Majesty the King of Gods has become.


    But since during the last upheaval on Olympus, ten Chief Gods acting together failed to bring down the former Zeus, Luo En did not believe that he, along with Hecate and Hermes, could overthrow this Heavenly Destiny Divine King who had evolved to his ultimate form.


    Thus, before the war officially begins, contact must be made with the reclusive gods of War God Mountain, gathering all forces and assets, in the hope of perhaps being able to arm-wrestle with the now-enforced Zeus.


    Upon hearing this, Hecate seemed to think of something and hesitated, frowning slightly:


    ��But the Netherworld...��


    ��Don��t worry, I know what I��m doing.��


    Luo En gave Hecate a meaningful glance, then stepped out of the tent and looked towards a certain part of the camp, his eyes flickering with a deep light.


    Before he left, there was another matter to attend to.


    Moments later, a streak of light flashed through the thin mist of dawn, plummeting towards the Chilika Swamp to the east.


    At the same time, inside the Commander��s tent in Mycenae.


    A graceful figure with a sense of something afoot opened her purple eyes and looked up at the slightly bright sky; her crimson lips gradually curved into a pleased smile.


    ~~


    Several days later, at Chilika Swamp on the Asia Peninsula.


    A hooded visitor, with strands of bright silver hair peeking from the sides, arrived quietly.


    This swamp, located to the east, bordered the sea on one side and stretched towards the continent on the other, with a humid climate and many Dungeons.


    Due to the perpetual mist, it was both peaceful and isolated, home to many Magic Beasts and Nymphs.


    Among these natives, the most famous were undoubtedly Demon Ancestor Typhon, Echidna the Mother of Serpents, and a host of Typhon��s Offspring.


    Yes, the top-tier Divine Monsters familiar to the Greeks had once lived here.


    The nameless visitor walked through the fog, crossing wastelands and depressions, avoiding swamps and rivers, and after a series of twists and turns, finally arrived before a cliff draped with green vegetation.


    Here it is, Arima Cave!


    Luo En pulled down his hood and traced several lines of Hermes Script on the cliff face.


    ��Buzz!��


    The air vibrated lightly, and the cliff wall rippled like water, revealing an entrance concealed by Magic, a dark passage leading straight into the depths of the earth.


    And indeed, it was so.


    Here lay a secret passage from the Mortal World into the Netherworld, known only to a select few.


    Hmm, the Curse is still in effect, and no extra traces on the surface��it seems still safe.


    After a cautious check, Luo En bent down to enter the Dungeon, heading deeper underground.


    Having been here several times, he knew the complicated underground paths well and quickly passed through them, emerging from the Dungeon.


    A grey, hazy World filled his view, and the familiar scent of death made Luo En feel almost nostalgic.


    It��s just a pity, devoid of those more familiar barks.


    Luo En glanced at the empty dog den beside him, shook his head, and followed the sound to the banks of the Styx, where he tossed a Gold Coin into the rushing waters.


    Soon enough, Ferryman Charon, manning his oar, approached through the thick fog in his boat.


    ��It��s you?��


    Charon, seeing the familiar face on the shore, immediately rubbed his hands excitedly, displaying an eagerness to serve.


    ��Come, come. Please!��


    Being a regular, Luo En deftly pulled out a bag of gold coins and bluntly stated,


    ��Take me to Tartarus Hell.��


    Charon hesitated hearing this, not taking the offered bag of coins, and chuckled awkwardly,


    ��I��m afraid that��s not possible. Tartarus has been placed under martial law, and without an order from the Underworld King, no one is allowed to intrude.��


    ��I see...��


    Luo En nodded thoughtfully and, with an unchanged smile, tossed the gold coins over.


    ��Then take me to the Underworld King��s palace; I��ll speak with him directly.��


    Charon looked at the bag of coins in his hand, seemingly hesitant, but eventually could not resist the temptation of money and complied obediently.


    ��Please sit tight. We��ll be there in no time!��


    As the client settled in, Charon pushed his oar into the water, and the rickety boat, like an arrow released from a bow, cut through the dense fog over the river and headed for the majestic and imposing palace deep in the Netherworld.


    A quarter of an hour later, the familiar outlines of buildings came into Luo En��s view, the destination just a stone��s throw away.


    Charon pushed his oar to dock the boat, hesitated for a moment, and couldn��t help but whisper a warning to Luo En as he disembarked,


    ��You might want to be careful, the Underworld King hasn��t had the best temper these past few years.��

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    ��Mmm, I know.��


    ��`


    Luo En smiled and nodded. After thanking Charon for his kindness, he walked into the pitch-dark palace.


    The vast hall was empty, save for a slender figure standing with hands clasped behind his back, gazing at a withered plant on the desk, seemingly lost in thought.


    It wasn��t until Luo En took seven or eight steps forward that the figure behind the desk came out of his reverie, looking towards the stepson who appeared before his eyes in surprise,


    ��You��ve returned?��


    ��Mmm, I have,�� Luo En nodded, hesitating before asking, ��I��ve heard from others that you��ve been in a bad mood lately?��


    ��It was true, but now that I��ve seen you return, my mood couldn��t be better!�� Hades laughed heartily as he stepped out from behind the desk, slapping his adoptive son��s shoulder with a heavy hand, and warmly said, ��Come, finally we can meet, let��s have a few drinks first!��


    ��But...��


    ...


    ��But what? Have a drink with me first, we can talk about everything else after!��


    Without waiting for a response, Hades cut off Luo En��s speech, pulling him to the dining table in the inner hall. He pressed him firmly into a chair and then took out a jar of long-cherished Ambrosial Honey Wine from the Magic Circle Diagram, opened the seal himself, and poured a drink for his long-lost adoptive son.


    Such hospitality left Luo En somewhat flattered, and he quickly invited Hades to join him at the table.


    After three cups, Luo En finally found a moment to address Hades seriously,


    ��I need to make a trip to Tartarus, please grant me your permission.��


    ��You��re going to see Athena and the others, right? Finish this cup, and I��ll personally send you there.��


    Hades spoke candidly, then raised his cup.


    Luo En had no choice but to raise his glass, allowing his foster father to enjoy himself.


    As the sweet wine slid down his throat, Luo En also heard a faint sigh at his ear,


    ��This one��s for an apology.��


    ��Ah? What do you mean?�� Luo En was startled, somewhat taken aback.


    ��Pff!��


    A sharp glint burst forth from Hades��s palm, stabbing into Luo En��s chest with lightning speed before he could react.


    Feeling the cold intent of death erupting inside him, surging straight for his Divine Core, Luo En��s face changed dramatically, struggling to break free.


    However, the chair beneath him immediately transformed into several entwining snakes, tightly binding his limbs and torso.


    At the same time, Hades twisted the dagger in his hand, and with his adoptive son��s incredulous gaze upon him, he shamefacedly lowered his head,


    ��An apology, because I��m about to commit a wrongdoing. I hope you don��t hold it against me...��


    As Hades��s voice trailed off into an ever-lower murmur, Luo En��s struggles ceased, his body flopping heavily onto the table.


    With a complex expression, Hades released the dagger, then, like an enraged lion, he roared into the deeper darkness of the Temple,


    ��I��ve done what you asked, where are my wife and daughter?��


    ��Don��t worry, they��re in a safe place.��


    Amidst a coquettish, light laugh, Pandora, with her black hair and purple eyes, swayed her serpentine hips as she approached from the shadows.


    Looking at the Messenger before him, Hades��s face was grim,


    ��After I��ve done all this, you��ll release my wife and daughter, you��ve promised!��


    ��Don��t be in such a hurry. Once Your Majesty has cleared the last obstacle on earth, you will naturally see the ones you wish to.��


    Pandora soothed the infuriated Hades with a smile, her hand gathering a glowing light, and the phantom of the Troy Battlefield was grasped by those crystal-clear fingers.


    The perfect Divine Business was now just one final step away!


    ��`

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    Seeing the faint glow light up on the altar, Agamemnon, who had crouched in the cold and darkness for hours, couldn��t help but feel an ecstatic frenzy.


    Had Pandora succeeded?


    Excellent!


    Then now, it was time for him, the King of Mankind designated by Olympus, to take the stage, to purge these remnants of Divine Blood gathered at the foot of Troy for his Majesty Zeus, completing the final step in forging the ultimate Divine Business!


    Agamemnon watched the encamped Alliance barracks and the city of Troy sunk in the night with a sinister gaze and sneered as he waved his hand.


    Several hundred priests, herded by the Divine Blood Guard, gathered in front of the previously constructed altar.


    ...


    Then, each of them took out a short, red-black curse dagger engraved with twisted Divine Patterns from their sleeves, gritted their teeth, slashed their palms, and collectively prayed and chanted towards the central altar.


    Within the low, oppressive voices, poignant blood gushed from the wounds on the priests�� hands like serpent swarms writhing in the dark, converging towards the center of the altar, activating each inscribed Magic Circle Diagram one by one.


    Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!


    A strange tremor emanated from the flickering Magic Circle Diagrams, and sinister pillars of scarlet or dark-red light shot up from the altar into the sky, tearing through the heavy night.


    Ink-black clouds converged from all directions, and a cacophony of wails, roars, and murmurs melded into a maddening noise. The stench of decay, blood, and frenzy intertwined and coalesced, forming a rolling red-black vortex, as if carving a giant Hole in the sky.


    Some form of darkness and terror seemed to be awakening with the mortals�� sacrifice.


    Suddenly, the hundreds of priests responsible for activating the Magic Circles around the altar simultaneously shook, blood spurting out of their palm wounds like high-pressure hoses, drawn up to the whirlpool in the sky.


    No good!


    The colors drained from the priests�� faces as they hastily stopped their chanting, trying to retract their hands, to halt this somewhat eerie ritual.


    But it was too late��the Hole in the sky spun faster, like a wild beast in the darkness, opening its gaping maw towards the oblivious flock below.


    ��Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!��


    The hundreds of priests caught up in the vortex didn��t even have time to scream before their bodies burst forth, their bodies exploding into clouds of blood. Streams of crimson life force, like slithering snakes, converged into the Hole in the sky.


    Beneath the red and black energy of this blood, some form of red-black substance slowly filled the Hole, and with further compression at the twisted center, it finally coalesced into a red-black cube that continuously changed shape as it floated.


    ��Whoosh!��


    In an instant, a sinister tremor came from above. The corner of the floating red-black cube cracked open, pouring out a massive flow of red-black mud onto the altar.


    The material, emitting strong malice and ominous energy as soon as it touched the ground, rapidly gathered and writhed, transforming into a twisted, deformed human shape.


    As a hundred-meter-tall Giant God was constructed, Agamemnon could no longer contain his excitement and loudly commanded:


    ��Excellent, my Immortal Legion, do you see the encampment and that city wall ahead? It is filled with scum from the City States that defied the divine will. Immediately purge these rebels for our god and restore the glory of Olympus!��


    As he spoke, a cunning and vicious gleam flickered deep within Agamemnon��s eyes.


    He had originally intended to use the Trojan War to seize the position of Alliance Hierarch, allowing Mycenae to become the supreme power in Greece.


    Unexpectedly, the stage he so painstakingly set was taken advantage of by the Spartans and his sister-in-law, Helen.


    What��s worse, the Greek City States and Divine Blood Heroes, to his chagrin, chose to follow a woman��s orders rather than accept his recruitment.


    If that was the case, then let them receive Divine Punishment with the stubborn Trojans inside the city!


    Once his Majesty has purged the scum and completed the Divine Business, Mycenae will be the sole power in Greece, and he would become the King of Mankind, the executor of divine will!


    While Agamemnon was indulging in this beautiful vision, the red-black Giant God atop the altar, having heard his commands, looked down ahead, and then...


    ��Splat!��


    A foot coming from the heavens crushed the mortal monarch below into a mush of flesh, also crushing his ludicrous dream of kingship.


    Witnessing Mycenae��s current monarch die instantly, the hundred or so Divine Blood Guards standing watch were stunned for several seconds before they snapped out of it, cursing and roaring as they charged towards the red-black mud-formed monster.


    However, their mortal swords and ordinary curses that struck the monster couldn��t even scrape off a spot of mud.


    At the same time, the monster, observing the gathering ants below, leisurely spread its arms, emitting a high-pitched resonance from its chest.


    ��Buzz!��


    The pitch-black Hole in the sky opened abruptly, a malicious deluge pouring down upon the earth.


    ��Whoosh!��


    Rivers of red-black mud cascaded down like an apocalyptic lava threatening to obliterate all that was alive, bearing the mud that cursed life and bore malice against all that was good.


    Soon, the Mycenaeans gathered around the altar became the first ��lucky�� recipients of this Divine Punishment.


    Once touched by this mud, whether they were ordinary soldiers, higher-ranked Divine Blood Guards, mages, or priests, or even the strongest Divine Blood Heroes from the city-states, they all, without exception, screamed in agony. Their flesh and bones were burned and melted away in mere moments, and amidst unbearable pain and resentment, they became part of the red-black mud.

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    The lucky ones who dodged the first round of attack and the Mycenaean soldiers who had just woken up from their tents saw the apocalyptic scene before them and almost instantly the thought arose. Driven by their survival instincts, they hurriedly turned around, scrambling and crawling, rushing towards the area outside the reach of the hole in the sky.


    However, it seemed that as more life was absorbed, the hole in the sky expanded again.


    Intense red and black meteor showers plummeted down, engulfing and assimilating any Mycenaeans attempting to flee.


    At the same time, as the red and black mudflow grew, the ground was no longer safe.


    ��Boom!��


    In the series of dull tremors, the red and black mudflow, full of utmost malice toward the living, spread rapidly, forming a terrifying wave that melted life.


    ...


    One after another, pale arms reached out from the mud, seemingly eager to drag fresh flesh and souls into that silt-filled, cursed hell.


    Many Mycenaean soldiers who couldn��t dodge in time were dragged into the muddy flow, their flesh decaying and bones eroding amidst horrific screams, gradually assimilating into a pool of red and black mud.


    The fleeing Mycenaean soldiers, after just glancing at their companions�� grim fate, shivered uncontrollably, hastening their desperate escape.


    But how could human legs outrun the speed of the spreading wave?


    In just a moment, thousands of Mycenaeans became fodder for the black mud, and most of the Mycenae camp was turned into a black sea.


    ��Move aside!��


    At the critical moment, a golden-red meteor cleaved through the pitch-black night and fell in front of the black tide. Arms adorned with gilded wrist guards heavily struck each other, creating a shockwave that stretched for miles.


    Whish~


    The wildly spreading black tide seemed to hit an invisible wall, instantly stopping.


    Saved...


    The survivors, pale-faced and gasping for breath, looked gratefully towards the Divine Blood Hero who alone had stopped the black tide.


    It seemed to be the princess of the Amazon Tribe��Diana.


    Although she had defeated the Mycenaean Divine Blood Heroes and aided Sparta in usurping Mycenae��s Alliance Hierarch through a fair victory,


    in the critical moment, the kindness she extended to these Mycenaeans was enough to make them wholeheartedly accept her.


    But before they could come forward to thank her, Diana turned around with a stern face and bellowed,


    ��Don��t stop, keep moving!��


    Then, as the black tide blocked outside the barrier of light kept piling up and changing shapes.


    Soon after, a slender figure in a black cloak, wearing feathered flying shoes, emerged within the black tide, violently swinging a reddish-purple curved longsword like a scythe.


    ��Crack!��


    Diana��s magic barrier, formed by Divine Power Bracelets, shattered instantly, and the black tide spread forward once more.


    At the same time, figures clad in armor and covered in red and black patterns emerged from the red and black mudflow.


    Their garb and appearance were strikingly similar to the previously doomed Mycenaean soldiers.


    Subsequently, in the shocked gaze of the onlookers, these red and black mud sculptures, like wild beasts, pounced forward, ferociously tearing apart the lagging escapees.


    Amid successive screams, dozens of unfortunate souls had their throats and arteries brutally torn apart, gasping hoarsely as blood sprayed from their necks, their limbs gradually ceasing to twitch.


    And in the chilling sounds of sucking and tearing, these victims, with faces twisted in fear and pupils dilated, became fodder for those monsters, devoured into mere pale skeletons.


    Then, after their feast, the monsters still unsatisfied, as if their hunger was inexhaustible.


    They looked up again, greedily eyeing the living ahead, a trace of crimson shimmering within their hollow eye sockets, full of resentment towards death and hatred for the living.


    What was worse, the pale white skeletons drowned by the black tide also donned the red and black mud shells, becoming part of the monster army.


    ��Bastard!��


    Seeing her warriors, whom she had barely managed to save, once again falling prey to the gruesome attack, Diana exploded in rage, attempting to draw her sword to intervene.


    However, the monster who had earlier destroyed the magic barrier blocked her way, its familiar attire and shape making Diana realize it was the mysterious individual she had once fought in Sparta.


    With the aid of the black tide, his strength had increased manifold, making it difficult for Diana to break free from his grip.


    Without the Amazon Princess to stop them, the black tide, carrying red and black mud sculptures like evil spirits, spread again rapidly towards the escapees.


    ��Ah ah ah ah!��


    Screams erupted one after another, not only from the slaughter by the mud sculptures but also from the erosion and transformation by the black tide.


    Once humans touched the red and black mud, red and black vein-like patterns spread across their skin, making them lose their sanity, turning bloodthirsty and violent, roaring as they rushed towards their own kind to commence a bloody slaughter.


    On the outskirts, the Spartan twins, leading the Divine Blood Guard, arrived swinging swords. Two Mycenaean soldiers, crazed and lunging at them with daggers, had their heads severed, but the faces facing them wore expressions of madness, making both Polux and Castor��s scalps tingle.


    Mad, all of Mycenae had gone mad!


    ��Retreat! Retreat!��


    Diana, raising her shield to block her opponent��s scythe-like longsword, sidestepped and removed the Starlight Flying Crown from her forehead, flinging it forward, knocking the mysterious mud sculpture entangled with her off its feet, and while retaking the opportunity to warn loudly towards the backing Alliance soldiers and heroes coming to their aid,

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    The experienced Divine Blood Heroes immediately took charge of the soldiers from their city-states, ordering them to protect the escaping survivors and retreat as quickly as possible, while priests cast protective spells, and mages along with alchemists reconstructed defenses from higher ground.


    However, the human responses and escape paled in comparison to the spreading speed of the black tide and fire rain. Not to mention the large number of clay figures and infected ones, madly hunting living creatures and creating chaos.


    ��Distance five hundred meters! Charge up in three stages, fire!��


    At this moment, Penthesilea, leading the most elite Amazon Warriors of the Alliance, arrived, working with the forces of other city-states to suppress the spreading black tide and the army of clay figures.


    Pupupupu!


    Arrows, each one and a half meters long, flew out, shattering thousands of clay figures.


    ...


    But the small area cleared by the arrows was still insignificant compared to the black tide that continued pouring from the sky and spreading on the ground.


    Whoosh!


    The surging red-black mud on the ground whipped up waves tens of meters high, covering the Alliance heroes and Amazon Warriors gathered at the front, trying to devour their essence, flesh, and divinity.


    Buzzing!


    At that moment, the night sky suddenly brightened, as shooting stars fell, piercing the black tide and blowing the densely packed clay figures to pieces.


    Everyone looked up together and couldn��t help but notice that what was falling was not stars, but sparkling Divine Patterns.


    Titan God Runes, Hermes Script, Linear Alphabet, and other symbols representing mystique and wisdom, bombarded like dense artillery, continuously pounding the area occupied by the black tide over and over.


    Watching the figures standing tall like fortresses under the starlight, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


    Hecate, Hermes, Circe, Medea, Helen... The most skilled magic wielders in the troop��veritable human artillery cannons��had all arrived, now finally suppressing the spread of the black tide for the time being.


    Simultaneously, the two True Gods leading the team on site also reliably displayed their countermeasures.


    The Curse-proficient Hecate lightly lifted her hand, drawing thousands of starlights from all directions, forming a sealing cage that slowly tightened, pulling the sprawling black tide and other corrupted beings into the light membrane.


    In contrast, those fortunate enough to escape the ordeal were protected outside.


    Subsequently, Hermes, adept in Alchemy and material transformation, gathered soil to form mountains and stones into walls, hastily constructing a temporary defensive line to separate the battlefield.


    The forceful suppression finally gave everyone a brief moment to breathe, but the black torrent collected into the light membrane continued to churn incessantly, morphing shapes and slamming into the barriers of starlight, trying to break free from the surrounding confines.


    Fortunately, although the starlight barrier was stretched and deformed, it still maintained excellent resilience and did not give the black tide a chance to break through the cage.


    Just as everyone was exhaling in relief, a scarlet light streak shot out from the depths of the black tide, like a spear thundering forward, instantly piercing through the entire starlight barrier.


    Simultaneously, the ground shook violently.


    A Giant God covered in red-black patterns, massive as a mountain, stepped out from a muddy altar and walked toward the people behind the simple defense line.


    With the chaos lasting through the night, sunlight gradually pierced the morning haze, revealing the full stature of the Giant God.


    Looking at that hollow and cold face, Hermes and Hecate couldn��t help but gasp.


    ��Titan King Kronos?


    Almost simultaneously, one after another��some tall, some grim, some ferocious, some twisted��figures emerged from the surging black tide.


    Among them were giants, Titans, Magic Beasts, Divine Monsters...


    And even, the warriors of the Kingdom from the Atlantis era, and even older, humanoid individuals from an even more ancient era...


    Without exception, they were all composed of red-black muck, emitting a chilling aura that surged like a tide, making one feel as though facing worlds of the dead.


    Monsters from the Battle of Giants, Atlantean warriors from the Battle of Crete Island, and even earlier extinct Golden Humans!


    At this moment, as Divine Blood Heroes and soldiers who had deduced the clues also turned pale, they unanimously looked toward the red-black hexahedron in the sky that continuously changed shapes and poured black mud toward the ground.


    A term synonymous with nightmare and taboo emerged in many Greeks�� minds, bringing fear etched in their blood and souls:


    ��Pandora��s Box!

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    ?Chapter 754: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes) Chapter 754: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes) Helen made a decision the moment she realized they were in grave trouble:


    ��Head to the port, board the ships!��


    Although their own deities and heroes had managed to hold back the spread of the black tide at a critical moment and stabilize the situation, the open terrain of Troy Plain, where the Alliance was located, was indefensible. They needed to retreat to safer grounds to create distance from these monstrous entities and plan their counterattack.


    The vast and boundless sea was undoubtedly the best battlefield, allowing for both attack and defense.


    Heroes from various city-states, as if waking from a dream, quickly led their soldiers toward the area where the warships were docked.


    However, the red and black cube in the sky seemed to sense their intentions, widening the hole in the sky further.


    At the same time, the clouds turned an eerie red and black, and meteors formed of red and black mud streaked across the sky with long fiery tails, continuously crashing into the sea.


    In an instant, the warships anchored on the sea turned into flying wood chips, and their shattered remnants sank into the boiling, turbulent waters.


    ...


    Seeing the cut-off retreat and the black tide already breaching the makeshift defensive walls, Helen clenched her teeth and ordered again:


    ��War Soldiers and auxiliary soldiers from each city-state leave first, Divine Blood Guard maintains order, Spellcasters provide protective enchantments and long-range support, deities and heroes cover the rear; retreat in stages, don��t panic!��


    As heroes and deities stepped forward, forming a loose but solid defensive line before the black tide, the commotion caused by the destruction of the battleships quickly subsided. The soldiers orderly retreated towards the rear, avoiding direct contact with the all-consuming black tide.


    ��Bastard, don��t even think about getting past!��


    Hercules raised his Nameless Axe Sword, angrily smashing it into a mud puppet cloaked in black.


    A crimson divine energy, like a roaring furious dragon, swept across the battlefield, blasting away the mud-formed monster, along with its black cloak, shredding it into fluttering pieces of cloth.


    As the figure hidden in the shadows was exposed in the sunlight, Hercules, who had been about to pursue, froze, staring in disbelief at the familiar face covered in red and black lines:


    ��Teacher?��


    However, all that responded to him was the cold light of the Divine Sword Hepler drawing and the several strands of the red and black mud shooting at him like tentacles.


    ��Bang!��


    A slash of golden light flew diagonally, spinning like a blade, smashing the mud puppet��s head to pieces.


    ��Snap out of it, he��s not the person you knew anymore!��


    Diana caught the returning Starlight Flying Crown in her hand and coldly snapped Heraclius out of his shock.


    Heraclius watched the neck of the puppet, its head reassembling as the black mud filled back in, and painfully closed his eyes.


    Recalling the last farewell with his mentor, the resilient, strong man was filled with regret.


    Perseus, my teacher, I have caused your doom...


    Then, Heraclius stared with blood-red eyes up toward the Sacred Mountain amidst the stars, bereft of any concern, filled only with undulating hatred.


    ��Zeus!!!��


    But the height of mortals can hardly touch the stars in the sky; all Hercules could do was vent his boundless rage on the black tide and the army of mud puppets before him, raising his Nameless Axe Sword. He furiously hacked away, creating a vacuum zone in front of him, miraculously pushing back the surging black tide by several meters.


    However, not every Divine Blood Hero was like Hercules, facing down the overwhelming black tide and the relentless army of mud puppets, they struggled to cope and could only retreat as they fought.


    Gradually, the space for the Alliance��s operations shrank, forcing many overwhelmed War Soldiers and auxiliary soldiers to fall back under Troy City.


    Simultaneously, behind them, harrowing metallic tremors and the resonance of the Aether rang out from Troy��s city walls.


    Glancing back towards the top of the walls, where aggressive Magic Circles lit up like stars, and several Essence Fluid Cannons activated at the battlements, the Alliance��s soldiers and mages shuddered, their pupils narrowing as if falling into an ice pit.


    ��All cannons, activate! Ritual curse, complete! Fire!��


    Accompanying the chilled command, the Lapis Lazuli used as ammunition and the Magic Crystals maintaining the Magic Circles disintegrated into powder, scattering as the frantically gathered Aether Tide unleashed a torrent of firepower from the city walls.


    ��Boom, boom, boom, boom!��


    Thousands of crimson beams flew over the heads of the Alliance, crashing into the surging black tide ahead, tearing apart the forefront of the mud puppet army, significantly slowing their advance.


    At the same time, the tightly closed gates of Troy opened.


    Troy��s Guardian Hector, leading the Divine Blood Guard and heroes from allied lands, poured out from the city, standing firm on the weakening flanks of the Alliance and blocking the mud puppets that surged forward again.


    The bronze crests displayed on their chests sparkled in the sunlight, like stars descended to the Mortal World.


    Seeing those who were once enemies, now unhesitatingly blocking in front of them, the soldiers outside the city gradually regained their senses, casting respectful gazes full of gratitude at these figures standing before the black tide and at the ancient crests on their chests.


    �� Olympians!


    In the apocalyptic catastrophe triggered by the Old Gods, their ancestors and families had been heroes who fought on the front lines for the survival of human civilization.


    Indiscriminate of region, gender, age, or lineage.

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    ?Chapter 755: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes)_2 Chapter 755: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes)_2 At that moment, disaster struck again, and they once again set aside their prejudices and contradictions, unanimously picking up their weapons and shouldering the mission of heroes.


    ��Quickly, into the city!��


    A blond beauty stood at the city gates, loudly alerting the people outside.


    She was the Queen of Mycenae, the Trojan princess, the notorious trigger of this war...


    But at this moment, she had shed her luxurious attire for the modest clothes of a priest, leading the priests and doctors of the city, guiding the soldiers of the allied forces outside towards salvation.


    Like a goddess.


    ��Get in!��


    ...


    Helen and her sister at the city gate exchanged glances and resolutely ordered the soldiers to move into the city of Troy.


    Upon hearing the command of their leader, the soldiers completely eased their minds and rushed into Troy, protected by a large magic formula.


    Blocking the gaps on both sides, Hector pounded his shield and exclaimed,


    ��Brethren, what the Greeks did in Thessaly, we can do too! Show these foreigners with the swords in your hands who the real heroes are!��


    The Divine Blood Guard of Troy and the Divine Blood Heroes of the allies puffed out their chests, burst into laughter, and took their stand before the oncoming dark tide, vigorously waving their swords and shields to defend their glory.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Reddish-black mud slammed into the protective barrier surrounding the walls of Troy, the violent shaking making the fortified glyphs flash erratically, and the rune-engraved rocks started to show cracks.


    Cassandra on the battlements saw that many allied soldiers had not made it inside the city. She gritted her teeth and decisively turned back to issue an order.


    ��Priests, light the Sacred Flame, chant the ritual curse!��


    As the command was transmitted into the city through an amplifying magic formula, a golden flame ignited in the reconstructed Great Temple, and thousands of gathered priests chanted blessings in unison.


    As the prayers reached outside the city, Hermes and Hecate were struck by emotion, suddenly feeling a surge in their divine power and a subtle connection with the land.


    The Trojans were worshipping them!


    The two True Gods exchanged glances and then resolutely projected their divine will and authority into the city, resonating with it.


    Instantly, a majestic golden beam of light shot up from the Great Temple, covering the entire city of Troy, keeping the reddish-black fog in the sky and the sludge on the ground at bay.


    Under the divine light, the dark tide gradually receded, and the unsupported mud figures emitted rodent-like death shrieks, their bodies cracking into reddish-black fragments.


    It was a success!


    The people crammed within the city of Troy saw the dark tide temporarily withdraw outside the city and couldn��t help but rejoice ecstatically.


    However, outside the city, Hermes and Hecate, looking at the reddish-black hexahedron that floated in the sky and continued to expand, still wore grave expressions.


    This was not the end but just the beginning!


    At this moment, realizing that this city was a tough bone to chew, the sentient Magic Box immediately changed directions, diluting the dark tide into a black mist that spread in all directions, beginning to erode other human city-states with insufficient protection.


    Seeing this, Hermes��s expression changed, and he immediately turned his divine will into a breeze, sweeping across the land, conveying the news of the doomsday to the human city-states and settlements along the way.


    However, Pandora��s Box, a destroyer of several eras, possessed a terrifyingly potent erosive capacity.


    In just a few hours, human city-states and settlements had completely fallen into chaos.


    Under the covering of the reddish-black fog, the normally living humans had red veins wildly threading through their eyes, and veins on their foreheads bulged.


    A minor disagreement between people could spark fights...


    The goods on display in stores, inciting the greed of many, led to competitive looting...


    Disregard for city-state order, resentment towards those who lived better lives, also filled human hearts, evolving into vicious conflicts of mutual slaughter...


    Diseases like plague, aging, weakness, and decay broke out in succession, spreading rapidly...


    The entire human community seemed to revert from a rational civilized group to beasts driven by desire, performing conflicts, massacres, and tragic ends of doomsday in every corner of Greece.


    Yet where darkness bred, light also shone.


    Faithful priests flooded into the temples, chanting in unison, invoking Divine Arts to envelope their cities, warding off the erosion of the black mist;


    Warriors who resisted temptation picked up their swords and shields, took to the streets, and exterminated one after another those who had willingly fallen into evil, quelling the unrest within the city;


    Heroes mindful of their mission burst out of the cities, eliminating monsters born from the black mist, leading the fleeing populace towards safe zones...


    But due to the widespread occurrence of malevolent events, the total amount of human-bred evil desires surged drastically, converging towards the source of all.


    Nourished by these evil desires, Pandora��s Box stationed outside of Troy swelled further, its hexagonal facets illuminating one by one.


    That substance, like metal, like sludge, like ink, poured forth further, and pairs of pallid arms grew from the black mud, reaching for the radiant protective barrier outside Troy, channeling the force of erosion and destruction into it.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The Greek Alliance and Troy warriors, having completed their transfer, activated the Essence Fluid Cannons, launching spells at those pallid arms growing from the black mud.


    However, the black mud dissolved repeatedly, and the arms were destroyed over and over, only to regenerate each time with even fiercer intensity.


    One by one, magic beasts, giants, centaurs, and Golden Humans made of mud reemerged from the dark tide, continuously assaulting the city of Troy, causing the outer protective barrier to visibly darken and fade.

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    ?Chapter 756: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes)_3 Chapter 756: Chapter 150 Family Stabbing Skills (Two updates totaling 9.3k, seeking votes)_3 Under the full erosion of Pandora��s Box, the entire Greek world was being gradually dragged into darkness and oblivion, where humans and deities alike could only hide behind city walls and barriers, struggling to survive.


    Meanwhile, a figure with black hair and purple eyes glided through layers of starlight to enter the Great Temple of Olympus.


    ��Pandora, you��ve done well, true to my expectations.��


    The figure on the throne opened its eyes, satisfied as it looked at the returning, reliable subordinate.


    Respectfully bowing, Pandora answered with humility:


    ��It is all thanks to your wise leadership, Father God.��


    Observing a subordinate devoid of conceit, Zeus was even more pleased, gesturing softly for her to come closer:


    ��Come forward, join me in witnessing this final act.��


    Under the pulsing thunderbolt, scenes of humans slaughtering one another and the precarious city of Troy under the dark tide were projected in the hall, like a tragic and ludicrous farce.


    ...


    ��Father God, just watching this is a bit too monotonous, let me pour you some wine to liven things up.��


    Pandora approached with a cheerful smile, took out a jug of wine from the Magic Circle Diagram, and filled the cup before Zeus.


    Feeling splendid, Zeus lifted the cup, downing the fragrant wine in one gulp, and said with a generous smile to the only subordinate who had stayed with him to the end:


    ��For crafting such a Divine Business for me, the greatest credit goes to you. Tell me, what reward would you like?��


    ��Really, Father God? I would like...��


    Pandora moved forward excitedly, expressing her desire.


    ��...your life!��


    Her voice turned ice-cold as a golden dagger swiftly plunged into Zeus��s abdomen.


    As intense pain washed over him, Zeus��s expression changed dramatically, and he immediately launched dozens of silver thunder arcs towards Pandora.


    With a flick of the Golden Dagger, Pandora quickly retreated, barely avoiding the surrounding thunderbolts.


    Having missed, Zeus clutched his abdomen in a mix of shock and fury, looking towards the figure in the hall:


    ��Who are you?!��


    ��Still alive and well, Father God...��


    The sultry female voice transitioned into a magnetic male tone. The enchantress��s shapely figure twisted, transforming into a silver-haired, purple-eyed youth.


    Taken aback, Zeus��s rage surged, ��You?! You��re still not dead!��


    ��If I died so easily, wouldn��t that disappoint your expectations?�� Luo En answered with a smile, twirling the bloodied Golden Dagger, ��How do you like my welcoming gift?��


    Zeus��s face twitched, just as he was about to retort, he suddenly felt a chaotic storm surge from the stabbed area in his abdomen.


    He looked down at the uncontrollable stream of Divinity leaking from his wound, a mix of shock and anger overtaking him:


    ��What have you done to me?!��


    ��Nothing much, just returning the favor of what you once did to your Father God, that��s all.��


    Luo En retrieved the half-filled jug from the Magic Circle Diagram, smiling as he poured the remaining wine onto the ground.


    Watching the wine spill, feeling the Divinity yearning to burst from his abdomen, Zeus��s face underwent a drastic change. Thunderbolt gathered in his hands as he glared savagely and struck his own belly.


    However, a branch-like spear, as fast as a shooting star, streaked through time and space with an unavoidable destiny, piercing Zeus��s chest and nailing him firmly to the throne.


    With that, streams of Divinity burst forth from Zeus��s wounded abdomen, soon coalescing into three figures that fell into the hall.


    Looking at the perplexed Queen of the Underworld and her daughter rising from the ground, Luo En sighed with relief.


    It worked, the Magic Potion concocted by Athena was indeed effective!


    He then looked up at Zeus, pinned to his throne, an expression of mockery in his eyes.


    In the time of the Titans, Divine King Kronos, seeking to escape the curse of the Titan bloodline, swallowed his children into his belly. Zeus, the sole survivor, to overthrow his tyrannical Father God��s oppression, married the Primordial Wisdom Goddess Metis. With her help, he concocted a Magic Potion to separate Divinity, secretly fed it to his Father God Kronos, thereby rescuing his imprisoned siblings and shattering the old order to establish the Divine Business of Olympus.


    Now, as if fate had come full circle, his loyal son used the same Magic Potion to ensnare his Divine King father, extracting from his belly two trump cards he had held against Hades, the God of the Underworld.


    Oh, it wasn��t just two cards, was it more like a ��buy two get one free�� deal?


    Luo En turned his head, his eyes drifting toward the third person separated from Zeus��s body.

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    ?Chapter 757: Chapter 151: Me or the Gun, Choose One? Chapter 757: Chapter 151: Me or the Gun, Choose One? His gaze swept across the room and upon seeing the signature silver hair and purple eyes, as well as the facial features that faintly resembled Athena��s, Luo En tentatively asked,


    ��Metis?��


    The silver-haired beauty in the corner shook at the sound of her name, subconsciously raised her head and looked over, the confusion on her face gradually fading away as she pondered.


    With the other party��s response, Luo En confirmed the identity of the silver-haired beauty before him.


    ��Athena��s mother, the Primordial Wisdom Goddess, Metis!


    According to the ��Divine Chronicle,�� Metis was hailed as the wisest of gods and mortals, a planner of justice who had helped Zeus establish the divine business of Olympus. However, fearing the Titan curse in the bloodline, Zeus deceived Metis with sweet words and, taking advantage of his pregnant and weakened wife, swallowed her. Later, Metis gave birth within Zeus��s body, and Athena��s overpowering divinity was something Zeus could not absorb, eventually breaking forth from Zeus��s skull. Yet, Metis herself remained imprisoned within Zeus��s body, her wisdom divinity aiding Zeus��s thoughts and decisions.


    It was precisely because of this that His Majesty the King of Gods had been able to transcend the cycle of the Titan bloodline and absorbed The Three Fates, who represented the order of the world, to become the final Divine King blessed by heavenly destiny.


    Once deprived of Metis��s wisdom divinity, Zeus��s scheming and acumen would be greatly diminished��a flaw unacceptable to Zeus in his pursuit of the perfect divine business.


    ...


    Enraged, Zeus on his throne could not bother to suppress the strange divine power invading his body and immediately raised his hand to summon the thunderbolt, conjuring interwoven strands of silver-white electricity in his palm, shooting towards Metis in the corner, vowing to reclaim this wisdom.


    However, in that moment, a graceful figure crossed the Star Sea, plummeted into the Temple, raising her shield in front of Metis, blocking the devastating thunderbolt.


    Athena!


    Seeing his daughter appear in the Great Temple, Zeus��s heart was shaken, and he decisively summoned the Thunderbolt Scepter, attempting to break through the defense of the Aegis Shield in one fell swoop.


    But at the same time, a Trident wrapped in blue torrents shot into the hall from outside the door, knocking the Thunderbolt Scepter away, the thunderclouds gathering in the sky dissipated as well.


    The salty sea breeze filled the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in Mountain Copper Armor and a somewhat pale face crossed the threshold, casting a sinister gaze toward Zeus above on his throne.


    Poseidon? He was resurrected!


    Wasn��t it said that all those who betrayed the gods were suppressed in Tartarus Hell, their divinity eroded to serve as the foundation of the new world?


    Faced with continuous upheavals, Zeus could no longer bear it and cursed aloud,


    ��Pandora, that trash!��


    ��You looking for her?��


    A low voice echoed, Hades, the God of the Underworld, clad in black Armor, holding a Bident in one hand and grasping Pandora with the other, walked into the Great Temple.


    ��Father!��


    As he entered, Melinoe threw herself into her father��s arms, unable to hold back her sobs.


    She was truly scared this time.


    Before, she acted arrogantly in the Netherworld under the guise of the princess of Hades, mess up as she might, there was always someone indulging her, quietly clearing all the mess behind the scenes.


    Consequently, Melinoe did not think the so-called divine authority struggle was cruel in any way; she even scorned her father Hades��s cowardly behavior of being content with a corner of the Netherworld.


    However, when she faced this struggle firsthand, she realized how terrifying her blood relatives could be for the sake of divine authority!


    Two hundred years ago, she sneaked to the surface to play out of boredom in the Netherworld, but was captured by Zeus of the Lower Realm.


    Then, using her as bait, Zeus lured her mother, Persephone, to the surface, easily capturing mother and daughter, and ruthlessly swallowed them, taking them as hostages to force her father Hades to submit.


    During her captivity, she lost the ability to perceive with senses, lost the concept of time, and deeply experienced the meaning of ��death.��


    Had she not been accidentally freed today, she feared she would spend a lifetime in Zeus��s belly with her mother, and even if her divinity was immortal, her consciousness would die.


    Hearing his daughter��s earnest call and feeling his wife��s tight embrace, Hades felt that the humiliations endured for two hundred years had finally paid off at this moment.


    He immediately threw Pandora aside, embracing his wife and daughter who saw him as a pillar of support, experiencing a family reunion after two hundred years.


    Zeus on the throne threw a murderous glance at Pandora, gritting his teeth and berating,


    ��Useless!��


    At this moment, the Catastrophe Witch, securely bound by multiple curses, was on the verge of tears,


    How is this my fault?


    It��s not that I��m too useless; it��s the enemy who is too cunning!


    ~~


    One day earlier, in the palace of the Underworld King.


    Just as Pandora was done appeasing Hades and was ready to enjoy the endgame of the Troy Battlefield, the victim at the table who had been lifeless slowly raised his head and spoke leisurely to Hades beside him:


    ��See, I told you they won��t play by the rules, but you still had to try.��


    ��Wait, how could you...��


    The sudden turn of events on the scene left Pandora stunned, staring in astonishment at the resurrected Luo En.


    ��How could you not be dead?�� Luo En raised his hand, the fading Mark of the Dead evident, mockingly looked at Pandora, ��With The Three Fates overthrown, all of Greece is in Zeus��s control, how could he possibly overlook the Netherworld as a threat? He must have left a fail-safe. And all this time, not only did the vanished gods of War God Mountain fail to contact me, but there was also no word from the gods of the Netherworld. That��s how I knew there had to be a problem here, so guess if I��d be vigilant?��

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    ?Chapter 758: Chapter 151: Me or the Gun, Choose One? _2 Chapter 758: Chapter 151: Me or the Gun, Choose One? _2 ��Since you had already guessed, why didn��t you make your move on the surface?��


    Pandora asked while quietly retreating toward the door.


    ��The surface is too dangerous. Who knows if Zeus, who has completely grasped Heavenly Destiny, would notice anything?�� Luo En smiled at Pandora and slowly answered, ��Compared with that, the Netherworld is much safer. At least it can somewhat interfere with the perception of Heavenly Destiny. How could we make our move without bringing you here?��


    Us?


    Hearing the keyword, Pandora stiffened and turned to look at Hades, the God of the Underworld, who had appeared behind her at some point.


    ��Could it be that you no longer wish to save your wife and daughter?�� Pandora swallowed, threatening with feigned aggression.


    ��I do want to save them,�� Hades said, unfazed by Pandora��s threat, a cold sneer spreading across his face. ��But to cooperate with you, do you really take me for a fool?��


    ...


    As a descendant of the King of Gods, he disliked strife, but he was not completely senseless.


    He had seen firsthand what would happen when mixing with his so-called good brother Zeus.


    Amalthea, the goat nursemaid, who had been flayed, Metis, the Primordial Wisdom Goddess, who had been devoured, and Prometheus, the Seer, who had been tortured... all these were live examples. Hadn��t each of them initially offered their utmost loyalty to His Majesty the King of Gods and made huge contributions to the Divine Business of Olympus?


    And the result? Not one of them had ended well.


    Similarly, if he truly believed the smooth talk from Zeus and betrayed the gods of War God Mountain, once that good brother eliminated all threats, he would surely dispose of him next.


    By then, not to mention saving his wife and daughter, he would likely have to sacrifice himself as well.


    Realizing Hades��s answer, Pandora understood that the Underworld King��s defiance was not whimsical but premeditated.


    Extinguishing the delusion of persuading him, the Catastrophe Witch turned and ran, trying to escape the Netherworld.


    However, just as Pandora turned, she immediately stopped, pulling a mournful face and raising her hands:


    ��What a coincidence, you are all here...��


    Mists of dead ash surged from outside the palace, revealing the Wisdom Goddess Athena, the Goddess of the Hearth Hestia, the Heavenly Queen Hera, the Hunting Goddess Artemis, and the Light God Apollo, along with other gods who had vanished, all appearing outside the temple.


    Such a grand assembly, not just her, but even if Zeus himself came, he would have to weigh his options.


    After all, the laws of the Netherworld suppressed the Divine Authority of Heavenly Destiny. That��s why His Majesty the King of Gods didn��t dare to enter the Netherworld lightly, choosing instead to send her, a subordinate, to relay his messages.


    At this moment, the gods outside the temple entered one by one, nodding to Hades, evidently having colluded with him long ago.


    And indeed, that was the case.


    Upon learning that his wife and daughter had been captured, Hades had not genuinely submitted, but instead covertly communicated his predicament to the deities of War God Mountain.


    Likewise, Athena and others had observed some puzzling deaths among those close to War God Mountain, sensing that something might be amiss with the Heavenly Destiny��s Divine Authority in Greece.


    Thus, they seamlessly agreed to stage a drama for His Majesty the King of Gods


    ��Hades, under the pretense of negotiation, set a trap at a banquet, planning to capture all attending gods and heroes to feign allegiance to Zeus, seeking a desperate chance to extend the lives of his wife and daughter.


    Initially, as His Majesty the King of Gods demanded, all traitor gods should have become the foundation stones for reshaping the Divine Business of Olympus, stripped of their self-will.


    However, Hades was not foolish. On the surface, he imprisoned the gods of War God Mountain and the heroes in Tartaros Hell, but in reality, he continually used the souls of Elysium to gather the power of faith to sustain the deities of War God Mountain.


    Due to Tartaros Hell��s certain interference with the Heavenly Destiny��s Divine Authority, Zeus dared not easily venture in to investigate.


    Adding to this, Hades had been obedient to him for two hundred years, and the gods had truly disappeared; thus, Zeus was deceived into believing that those former rebels had long since become the foundation stones incapable of threatening him again.


    But Zeus was unaware that Hades and the gods of War God Mountain were merely biding their time, waiting for an opportunity to turn the tide.


    However, to prevent His Majesty the King of Gods from targeting the Netherworld in a rush, Athena also instructed Hades to inform Zeus of a ��risk��


    ����Your son is still alive, wandering overseas, destined to replace you...��


    Indeed, Luo En��s existence was no longer a secret. Athena and Hades had already sold him out.


    Of course, only halfway.


    Regarding the secrets of finding other Divine Era gods and forging the Godslaying Weapon, Hades had not disclosed it.


    But even so, it was enough to make Zeus wary, not daring to rashly strike at the Netherworld.


    Thus, His Majesty decided to use this scheme, planning to uncover a potential threat through Hades and, once everything settled, to eradicate the problem permanently.


    And two hundred years later, the return of the person both parties were waiting forfinally arrived, finding almost the only way out, and covertly connected with the defying Hades.


    Unaware of all this, Pandora, having eluded Zeus��s sight, was lured into the Netherworld, becoming a trapped turtle in a jar.


    Surrounded by a host of menacing deities, the weak and pitiful Pandora, shrinking her neck, said with a bitter smile:


    ��Planning to exchange me for the Queen of the Underworld and her daughter? Impossible, His Majesty will never agree. So, capturing me is useless.��

 Chapter 759 759 151 Me or the Gun Barrel, Choose One_3

    ?Chapter 759: Chapter 151: Me or the Gun Barrel, Choose One?_3 Chapter 759: Chapter 151: Me or the Gun Barrel, Choose One?_3 ��We��ll save them ourselves, you just need to honestly confess where they��re being held,�� Athena spoke bluntly, and took the opportunity to brandish her beloved Spear of Victory, ��Or would you prefer this option?��


    Unsurprisingly, Pandora was not so loyal as to die for Zeus.


    Hence, after some bargaining, she honestly confessed the fact that Zeus had imprisoned the Queen of the Underworld and her daughter within himself.


    What followed was the scene that had previously unfolded in the Great Temple of Olympus.


    Luo En, using his memory of divinity and disguised by curses, transformed into Pandora��s likeness, accompanied by Athena and Thetis, among others, with a Decomposition Potion they had concocted. Seizing the opportunity to report back, he approached His Majesty the King of Gods, tricking him into drinking the Divine Wine laced with the Secret Medicine to rescue the Queen of the Underworld and her daughter, thereby completely eliminating the concern of having to take physical action.


    But the well-laid plan nearly fell through, as Zeus, unable to contain his rage, lashed out at Pandora on the ground.


    ��Be careful!��


    ...


    Luo En summoned the Divine Shield crafted by Hephaestus, quickly stepping in front of the Catastrophe Witch to bear the brunt of the Thunderbolt.


    But feeling the numbness in his arm and the overwhelming force against his body, he couldn��t help but shudder.


    After swallowing the Magic Potion that separated divinity, being stabbed in the belly by the Golden Dagger with properties of deicide, and pierced through the chest by the upgraded Gun of Nation Creation... any ordinary Chief God would have been finished long ago, yet this old scoundrel was withstanding all these debuffs, leaving Luo En struggling to cope.


    Indeed, after devouring the The Three Fates, Zeus�� power had risen to a terrifying level, and even severely weakened, he was not someone Luo En could handle alone.


    With that thought, Luo En no longer hesitated, turning back to shout at Pandora behind him:


    ��Close the Magic Box immediately!��


    Once this mortal catastrophe was ended, he could gather all his strength to gang up on Zeus.


    Pandora, who had narrowly escaped death, nodded immediately and quickly moved her lips, preparing to recall the Magic Box.


    However, Zeus on the throne let out a sinister smile as his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist.


    Thinking of destroying my Divine Business? Dream on!


    Suddenly, the Magic Box outside the walls of Troy, which had been changing shapes, came to a sudden halt, and intense Thunderbolt burst forth from inside, spewing a dense, red-black flow of mud from the hole in the sky.


    ��Puh!��


    Pandora in the hall spat out a mouthful of gold-red Divine Blood, her face as pale as paper, and she couldn��t help but curse at Zeus seated on the throne:


    ��Not only did you deliberately leave this safeguard against me, but you��ve tried repeatedly to kill me and silence me! After all the shady things I��ve done for you! Heartless old bastard!��


    In the midst of speaking, the Catastrophe Witch was half frightened, half relieved as she looked at the figure before her.


    If it weren��t for the God of Wine who had, before departing, given her Divine Wine for her physical recovery just in case, she feared she would have been utterly destroyed along with the Magic Box.


    Of course, her cooperation was also due to the cautionary tales of Eris and Perseus.


    Her two colleagues could not be accused of being disloyal, but in the end, weren��t they used by the Father God as stepping-stones?


    Saying it was for the Divine Business of Olympus, wasn��t it all for himself?


    Pandora looked at the strands of red-black light on the ground, with countless specks of light gathering towards Olympus, and immediately warned the Pantheon of Gods aloud:


    ��He is using the catastrophes in the Magic Box to reclaim the Spirituality of all things for his self-repair. Don��t let him succeed!��


    The hearts of the Pantheon of Gods tightened, and they decisively charged toward Zeus on the throne.

 Chapter 760 760 152 Beast, TMs beast

    ?Chapter 760: Chapter 152 Beast, TM��s beast! Chapter 760: Chapter 152 Beast, TM��s beast! Watching the divine rebels rushing towards him, Zeus on his throne waved his arm forward with a cold laugh:


    ��Think you can stop me? It��s too late!��


    Instantly, a red-black ��Heavenly Hole�� that seemed to tear apart the world appeared above Olympus, pouring down like scorching hot tar, forming a dark canopy shielding Zeus behind it.


    This is bad!


    Luo En, Athena, Hades, and Poseidon realized the gravity of the situation and instantly accelerated, simultaneously attacking the barrier made of black mud.


    Runes danced, spear tips shattered the air, death pervaded, and waves surged!


    Phup phup phup!


    However, their attacks, powerful enough to move mountains and fill seas, were like a clay ox entering the ocean when they hit the barrier, merely causing slight ripples before being completely dissipated.


    ...


    ��Spiritual Thought Crown, Book Library of All Things!��


    ��Spear of Victory, sweep away formidable enemies!��


    ��Death Mark, Announcement of Death!��


    ��Sea Protection, Furious Waves!��


    Seeing this, the gods immediately activated their authority and launched a full-force strike.


    Boom boom boom!


    At once, under the more ferocious tide of divine powers and the more powerful divine authority, the red-black mud wall in the Great Temple was forcefully penetrated.


    Hiding behind the barrier, Divine King Zeus was once again exposed to everyone.


    However, the figure nailed to the throne had, by then, withstood the erosion of the magic potion and the foreign divine power by harnessing the spirituality of all things and had forcefully pulled the dark, mournful long spear from his chest and thrown it forward.


    Before the spear reached them, the divine might it stirred up twisted the space along its path.


    Luo En didn��t dare to be careless; he slightly shifted to avoid the spear��s direct edge, grabbed the spear tightly with both hands, and fiercely tried to extinguish the tyrannical authority within it.


    Behind him stood Persephone, Melinoe, and Metis.


    Therefore, he could not avoid it; he had to withstand it.


    ��Boom!��


    Silver thunder exploded in the temple. Even though Luo En was fully prepared, the overwhelming power of the spear still forced him to retreat staggeringly.


    It wasn��t until Athena, Hades, and Poseidon jointly activated their authority, and an interwoven tri-colored halo of divinity barely intercepted the retreating Luo En.


    ��Not bad, you��ve indeed grown quite a bit in these three hundred years.��


    Zeus nodded in praise, then a mocking sneer appeared on his face.


    ��But merely with this little capital you wish to challenge my divine business, it��s far from enough!��


    The four gods did not retort, their faces overshadowed with gloom.


    Indeed, they were already the first echelon of forces at War God Mountain.


    One held the sea��s authority, another possessed the Netherworld��s, another established mortal order, and the last one was prophesied as the Child of Fate destined to replace Zeus.


    Together, they barely blocked a strike from the Divine King, and it seemed like he hadn��t even used his full power yet.


    If they hadn��t acted first by devouring The Three Fates, they could hardly imagine how strong Zeus had become.


    And while they spoke, Zeus��s right hand spread open and the red-black mud in the ��Heavenly Hole�� flowed into his palm, forming an erratic black cube.


    It was the Magic Box that had been detonated earlier!


    Seeing the black cube in Zeus��s hand as obedient as a hunting dog, Pandora, faced like a Minotaur, murmured in astonishment:


    ��How can this be...��


    ��Do you still not understand? This thing��s master was never you, but me!��


    Zeus glanced at his subordinate and revealed the answer with a cold laugh.


    In those years, to curb the development of humans, he assembled the Pantheon of Gods to create the ��Magic Box,�� and requested every deity to inject their divine power and authority into it.


    Athena bestowed her wisdom, then the Craftsman God Hephaestus contributed her ornate gown, the God of Love Aphrodite endowed her with charm and seductive power, the Divine Messenger Hermes taught her the art of speech...nearly all deities partook in this act of creation.


    Thus, ��Pandora��, endowed with all talents, was born and sent to the mortal world to guide the development of human civilization.


    But in reality, this was a tool meticulously prepared by Zeus for purging the earth and achieving Divine Integration.


    With each successive destruction of civilizations on earth, continuously absorbing all the malevolence and spirituality, the Magic Box had matured and naturally needed to return to its real master, no longer requiring Pandora, the humanoid external apparatus, to manipulate it.


    In plain terms, all the blame she was meant to bear had been borne, and the disposable white glove was eventually to be discarded.


    Even without this rebellion, Pandora��s fate was clear.


    Realizing she had been merely a tragic figure, used and cursed for thousands of years, the Enchantress broke down and bitterly accused her unscrupulous superior:


    ��Beast! What a damn beast!��


    But behind the scenes, having done so many immoral deeds, Zeus had long become immune to such mild curses and continued to absorb the spirituality collected in the Magic Box for his own repair.


    Sensing the rise of divinity and divine power within Zeus, Luo En felt a chill in his heart and immediately shouted a reminder:


    ��Stop him!��


    Hearing this, Athena, Poseidon, and Hades gritted their teeth and once again charged at Zeus.


    Originally, they had merely intended to bide time, hoping that the separation of the magic potion would also extract The Three Fates from Zeus��s body, further weakening the strength of His Majesty the King of Gods.

 Chapter 761 761 152 Beast, TMs beast_2

    ?Chapter 761: Chapter 152 Beast, TM��s beast!_2 Chapter 761: Chapter 152 Beast, TM��s beast!_2 However, the Power of Fate held by The Three Fates seemed to have fully merged with Zeus, making it impossible to influence.


    Moreover, His Majesty the King of Gods had an ace up his sleeve, revealing the Magic Box at a crucial moment. He utilized the spirituality of all things accumulated over several ages for his self-healing and ascension.


    If things continued this way, the situation was only getting worse. They had to make a move in advance.


    For a moment, the spear swept across, the Divine Shield swung, and the Bident and Trident twirled above and below as the four Great Gods in the hall charged towards Zeus sitting before the throne.


    Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Melinoe, the Goddess of Conspiracy, and Metis, the Primordial Wisdom Goddess, who had been freed, slowly regained their senses. Realizing the situation, they decisively teamed up with Pandora, the Enchantress who resolutely turned on Zeus, launching spells from the periphery and providing protection for their allies.


    Faced with attacks from multiple fronts, Zeus absorbed the spirituality of all things from the Magic Box while dividing his focus to deal with the assault.


    Clad in armor of black mud and wielding a Thunderbolt as his sword, he balanced both offense and defense.


    ...


    Although they couldn��t harm the essence of Zeus, King of Olympus, in that moment, it did cause his energy consumption to rapidly escalate, and the wounds inflicted by the Godslaying Weapon constantly failed to heal perfectly.


    Soon, the luster of the Magic Box in his hand dimmed, and the flow of spirituality into his body weakened.


    ��Not enough! Not enough!��


    Zeus, looking displeased, after forcefully repelling the eight deities entangled with him, cast his ominous gaze towards the Lower Realm.


    ��For the sake of my Divine Business, let your flesh and blood serve as the Foundation!��


    Thereupon, the God who monopolized Heavenly Destiny clenched the Magic Box, and the pitch-black ��Heavenly Hole�� above his head explosively expanded, forming a black sun that enveloped the whole of Greece.


    Like molten lava, the burning red and black mud flowed down from the edge of the black sun, pouring over the oceans, the lands, the mountains, and the cities...


    Sizzle!


    The life forms doused with the black mud, whether plants, animals, Divine Monsters, or humans, were nearly instantly melted and decomposed, merging with the black mud.


    Even the protective barriers erected by various city-states continuously eroded under the black mud, sprouting fungus-like red and black patterns, gradually decaying and dissolving.


    The relentless black mud infiltrated the cities, manifesting as countless mud figurines that spread disaster and death, ruthlessly harvesting the vibrant life to collect the spirituality of all things for the God high amid the stars.


    ��Please, no, I have children, elderly to care for!��


    ��What in the devil��s name? Get away! Get away! Ah...��


    ��Bastard, I��ll fight you with my last breath!��


    In that instant, all of Greece was shrouded in horror; the people in the cities became prey to these mud figurines, and the cries of mortals for mercy, curses, and resistance were all in vain.


    Countless helpless figures were dragged into the surging black mud, their bodies and souls decomposed into pure Spirit Particles, becoming the Foundation for constructing a perfect Divine Business.


    Screams and mourns echoed through the city-states, whether Corinth, Thebes, Mycenae, Sparta, Thessaly, or Arcadia, all steps crumbling in panic and chaos.


    Meanwhile, in Athens.


    As the former leader and Order Center of Greece, it amassed a high population, thereby attracting even more black mud.


    Dense swarms of mud figurines virtually covered the land; the Magic Beams they shot forth peeled off the layers of belief barriers around the Acropolis of Athens accumulated over nearly a century.


    In mere moments, the entire city-state, in continuous shaking, lay bare and defenseless against the twisted multitude of mud figurines.


    In such dire circumstances, faces displayed horror, resolve, or bravery as they made their diverse choices.


    Some protected the weak and maintained order; others, overwhelmed by fear, fled in panic.


    Some took up arms, choosing to fight to live; others hid in corners, clinging desperately to life.


    Some held their loved ones, cherishing the final moments together, while others clutched onto wealth and seals, trying to grasp onto money and power even in death...


    But mostly, figures gathered at the Great Temple on War God Mountain.


    That was the pride of the Athenians and the Holy Land for all Greeks.


    From there, the spark of civilization was transmitted, and the order of prosperity was established.


    Under the guidance of that Shepherd, they restricted the Authority of the gods, overcame the invasions of giants, and established humanity��s standing upon the earth.


    When his flock suffered from poisoning, it seemed they could only implore the vanished deities.


    But disaster struck too fast, before mortals could reach War God Mountain, the black ooze raining from the sky had already melted through the outer protective walls, and grotesque clay figures swarmed those struggling ants attempting to gasp for breath.


    Just as the supplicants fell into despair, a strong rhythm came from the top of War God Mountain, boiling Aether Tide tore apart the spreading black tide, and stars rose from the darkness.


    At the same time, a cold Goddess dressed in a white gown, eyes covered with a veil, holding a splendid longsword, walked out from the starlight.


    Her pale fingers caressed the sides of the Golden Scales on the sword hilt, her crimson lips solemnly chanted an authoritative decree:


    ��My respect is only for the eternal stars and the morals in my heart; my path is only for the fair justice and righteous judgement��chaos has arrived, order must be restored!��


    Instantly, the black tide on the ground was abruptly stopped in its tracks, like waves hitting a reef.


    But the twisted clay figures, not willing to retreat, charged towards the sheep under the protection of starlight:


    ��Immortality!��


    ��Immortality!��


    ��Immortality!��


    The appointed cornerstone ants have no power of refusal or rebellion in the everlasting Divine Business of the King!


    Overlooking the rampaging black beasts below, the Goddess of Justice pulled off her blindfold and coldly drew the Sword of Judgment:


    ��Your merits are light, your sins are heavy! Your punishment is too light, your evil is too severe! Now is the time to judge, I sentence you��all to death!��


    To pursue justice, to help the weak, relying only on gentle admonishing was doomed to be ineffective.


    Everything should be weighed by the scales, proclaimed by the sword!


    Themis swung her sword, the heavily sinful clay figures on the ground erupted as if struck by an invisible hammer of judgment, turning into heaps of ash-like rubble, losing all vitality.


    They, they are saved...


    The lambs, surviving the disaster, collapsed on the ground, crying with joy.


    But as they gazed at the still expanding dark hole in the sky and the continuous pouring of red-black mud, a profound sense of shared doom filled their hearts.


    The divine punishment of world destruction had begun, and all of Greece was plunged into dire straits.


    Even if Athens could temporarily survive this catastrophe, how long could it last?


    Outside, it was probably already hell.


    As those alive on the scene were immersed in sorrow, 88 bright pillars of light burst through the Sanctuary, fired from War God Mountain towards the dark ��Heavenly Hole.��


    Buzzing loudly!


    The ancient astrolabe lit up one by one, crisscrossing and rotating to form a vast and desolate group of stars, eventually casting bright stellar light over the entire sky of the Greek world.


    Sizzling sounds!


    Beams of scorching starlight, like swords cutting through the sky, mercilessly sliced open the spreading black tide and pushed it inch by inch back into the ��Heavenly Hole.��


    The black tide eager to collect spirituality naturally refused to cease, red-black mud streams broke through the starlight��s blockade, plunging towards the oceans, lands, forests, and human city-states, like a red-black meteor shower.


    One by one, the clay figures bred within crazily hunted and assimilated all living beings around them, continuing their assigned mission.


    Themis pointed her sword and commanded loudly:


    ��Eliminate all evil, clear the remnants!��


    Instantly, stars above War God Mountain fell one after another towards various locations in Greece, dozens of Holy Warriors clad in Sacred Robes, bathed in tricolor radiance of gold, silver, and cyan, led neatly arrayed Pegasus Knights, charging toward the areas where the black tide spread.


    Behind them were Typhon��s Offspring led by the Mother of Serpents, the remnants of Titans led by Prometheus, The Three Graces, The Nine Muses...


    These inherently powerful species, these deities once relied on and worshipped, rushed resolutely to the most dangerous battlefield.


    Figures bearing the light of stars stood mightily upon the earth, continually compressing the domain of the doomsday black tide, reclaiming the world meant for all living beings.


    Even if this world was tattered and torn, there were always those to mend it.

 Chapter 762 762 153 Please Go to Your Death, Your Majesty (6.2k)

    ?Chapter 762: Chapter 153: Please Go to Your Death, Your Majesty! (6.2k) Chapter 762: Chapter 153: Please Go to Your Death, Your Majesty! (6.2k) Athens�� counterattack seemed like the silent charge of trumpets.


    At the same time, the Great Temples in the city-states of the Peloponnesian Peninsula, silent for over two hundred years, also started to hum and tremble.


    Hum, hum, hum, hum!


    Beams of dazzling divine light burst forth, like lances shooting towards the sky, tearing through the dark tide that blotted out the sun.


    The same scene unfolded across various city-states.


    In Sparta, Apollo, the God of Light, played the lyre, and tens of thousands of Holy Beasts Gryphons rushed out of the Temple;


    In Colchis, Ares, God of War, roared fiercely, and swarms of Two-legged Flying Dragons rose into the sky amidst bloodshed;


    In Arcadia, Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, fired arrows, and squads of Battle Nymphs drew bows and vibrated strings;


    In Eleusis, Demeter, Agriculture God, bestowed protection, and the immortal Eleusis Believers charged ahead;


    In Thessaly, Queen Hera raised her arms and shouted, and Divine Blood Heroes, who had fought in the War of Giants, answered the call;


    In Troizen City, Amphitrite, Queen of the Sea, blew the conch shell, stirring the relocated sea deities into furious waves;


    On Sicily, Craftsman God Hephaestus hammered down, and fully metallic battle automatons surged out of the roaring volcano;


    On Cyprus Island, Love God Aphrodite exercised her charm, and enchanted Sea Beasts became formidable weapons for defending the city...


    Amid the darkness and catastrophe, the beleaguered lambs witnessing these scenes recalled long-lost memories, and tears of excitement slid down their cheeks.


    ...


    Their deities had never forsaken them!


    Their faith had never been obscured!


    ~~


    At this very moment, on the frontline defending against the dark tide at Troy Battlefield.


    As they could not shake the sturdy city, the dark tide shifted direction towards the nearby villages.


    ��Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!��


    Several humanoid monsters, covered in black mud and wielding spears and shields, a longsword each, yelled their mad praises while sniffing the scent of the living, and charged into a valley outside Troy.


    Scores of men, women, children, and elderly who had fled there could only huddle together, shivering, or painfully close their eyes, quietly awaiting death.


    ��Boom!��


    Yet, before the sharp swords could fall, a violent explosion preempted them, and grotesque mud figures, like cannonballs, were forcibly expelled from the mouth of the valley and smashed into the mountains behind.


    The armor made of black mud shattered, exposing a clump of filthy mud that twisted and wriggled inside, like blood-like dirt flowing to the ground, sizzling as if lava poured down from doomsday.


    Still, two black mud monsters survived the powerful strike.


    Though severely damaged, they had not died; their shattered bodies were rapidly healing, visible to the naked eye, and the outer shell reformed with the flow of the black mud.


    And in their twisted and blurred faces, they mechanically and madly praised this great divine business:


    ��Immortality... Immortality... not...��


    ��Rumble!��


    In an instant, resounding sonic booms erupted, and a stalwart figure, lion-like, darted toward the rock wall with lightning speed, his muscular arms choking the necks of the two black mud monsters.


    ��Enough nonsense, so annoying!��


    Under the fierce cold sneer, those calloused hands, with incredible brute strength, forcefully yanked the two several-meter-tall mud figures off the rock and then violently smashed them to the ground.


    Accompanied by rising dust, radial spiderweb-like cracks appeared around.


    And at the center of the explosion, two recovering mud figures lay in pieces, their heads completely severed from their bodies, the heart-like clumps of mud also turned to gray-black coal ash.


    But the two heads still stared straight at the trembling flock in the valley, intermittently repeating the heavenly decree:


    ��The divine business of our king... must... immortal, the order of the world... must... re...��


    ��Bang! Bang!��


    Before the words ended, a raised right foot stomped down repeatedly, crushing the still babbling things into a pile of smashed mud.


    ��Ptui, to hell with his divine business! To hell with his immortality!��


    The lion-like elderly man contemptuously spat at the ground and then turned to look at the trembling men, women, children, and elderly behind him, a kind smile appearing on his aged face.


    ��You��re safe now.��


    Safe?


    Looking at the elderly man clad in Bronze Armor, his skin pale as death, and the smoky gray figures around, the people in the valley hesitated, their voices trembling as they inquired:


    ��Are you letting us go?��


    ��Letting you go? What a joke!��


    A sinister sneer rose from one side as a young man, donned in Golden Armor with a ruby earring on his left ear, stepped forward and, under the despairing gazes of the survivors, dramatically changed his tone and laughed joyfully,


    ��Hahaha, of course, we��re going to escort you to a safe place!��


    The rollercoaster of an ending left the weak-hearted men, women, and elderly numb and stunned.


    ��Sisyphus, what, you��re asking for a beating again?��


    The elderly man, or rather King Minos, glared at his deceiving colleague from the Hades behind him, then glanced at the surging dark tide and the towering barrier on the horizon, raised his Bronze Long Spear, and proclaimed,


    ��Form up, march into the city!��


    ��Bang! Bang! Bang!��


    A rhythmic clanging of shields resonated across the wilderness, as numerous figures with human faces emerged from the fog, assembling around King Minos and marching boldly towards Troy.

 Chapter 763 763 153 Begging Your Majesty to Embrace Death (6.2k)_2

    ?Chapter 763: Chapter 153: Begging Your Majesty to Embrace Death! (6.2k)_2 Chapter 763: Chapter 153: Begging Your Majesty to Embrace Death! (6.2k)_2 The wings of the army were flanked by Radamanthys and Ajax, two other Netherworld Judges, and the Netherworld Fighter Corps they commanded.


    And behind them, the God of Sleep and God of Death, the brothers, along with The Furies, jointly held the rear.


    From the Netherworld, the dead who ascended to the surface marched in a mighty throng, protecting the vivid spark of life as it moved towards the safe haven constructed by humans.


    On the opposite side of the plains, the thunderous sound of horseshoes reverberated, as billowing dust clouds rose towards the sky.


    The red-haired Queen, astride her magnificent steed, drew her sword and charged forward.


    One by one, the women warriors��each standing two meters tall, with shapely legs and stunning beauty��marched in massive ranks behind the Queen, forming an army that was a sight for sore eyes.


    But their assets were not limited to their beauty. As they drew near the dark tide, streams of scarlet essence erupted from within them, transforming into towering flames of blood-red fire that effortlessly crushed any clay golems in their way like wildfire through parched grass.


    ...


    Divine Blood! All of it!


    At this moment, the Greek and Trojan forces, steadfast upon Troy��s battlements, were heartened by the sight of the failing dark tide outside the city, and the repeatedly breached formations of the clay golem army.


    It was the Heroic Spirit Army of the Netherworld, along with the Amazon Warriors from Paradise Island!


    Reinforcements had finally arrived!


    And now was the appointed time for the counterattack!


    Hecate and Hermes exchanged nods and issued the decisive order,


    ��Charge out! Engage the enemy!��


    I��m finally free from hiding; it was suffocating!


    Jason, shaking with excitement, threw off his ill-fitting cloak of secrecy, drew the Bronze Short Sword from his waist, and declared to his companions who had boarded the Argo with him,


    ��Brothers, charge with me!��


    The ordered Argo Heroes, unable to hold back any longer, simultaneously shattered their outer garments and, like tigers descending the mountain, charged towards the dark tide outside the city.


    And Jason, cherishing his life, found himself falling to the very back of the pack, as he��d wished.


    Seeing that small squad of heroes slicing through the dark tide outside the city, their signature Divine Artifacts and moves in full display, shouts of excitement, agitation, and joy echoed within the Alliance:


    ��Argos�� ruler, the great hero Hercules!��


    ��The Queen of Arcadia, Divine Archer Atalanta!��


    ��Our wise monarch Admetos of Thessaly! There he is!��


    ��I see them too, our Sparta��s twin Princes Polux and Castor!��


    ��...��


    They��re all back, all of them!


    It turned out the heroic monarch had been standing with his heroic people all along!


    The warriors from each city-state were inspired, charging out of Troy��s gates in a near-frenzy, following in the footsteps of their idols and monarchs.


    Those who dashed towards death reignited the pride of being human and echoed a corner of the battle with the Giants!


    ~~


    ��Traitors! Traitors! They��re all traitors!��


    Meanwhile, a furious roar echoed within the Olympus Temple.


    Zeus, seated before his throne, looked upon the numerous rebellious signals flaring up across the land and the dark tide that was being forced back under the onslaught of united forces, fuming with anger.


    Clearly weaklings, why wouldn��t they choose to bow down in worship?


    Clearly weaklings, why wouldn��t they let the strong do as they pleased?


    Clearly weaklings, why wouldn��t they submit to slaughter?


    How dare these mere ants on the ground look directly at the lightning��s majesty, challenging the high heavens�� Divine King!


    Hoperless, unforgivable!


    An infuriated Zeus repelled the attacking Spear of Victory and Gun of Nation Creation and flung the Magic Box from his hand towards the distant:


    ��Alodites!��


    With a thunderous roar, three Hundred-Handed Giants emerged from the deep sea, extending their arms to receive this Divine Grace.


    ��Hum��


    The ever-changing Magic Box lit up on all six faces the moment it touched the three giants. Streams of red and black mud infused their bodies, forming fierce Divine Patterns on their skin as a violent surge of Divine Energy erupted from within, illuminating the sky.


    But with that, the lucidity and self-awareness in their eyes were also extinguished, completely overtaken by destruction and madness.


    At the same time, the fully unleashed Magic Box poured all its stored black mud into the Sea of Okeanos.


    ��Whirl!��


    Amidst the surging waves, thousands of deformities��hundred meters tall, crowned with Star Rings, and marked with red and black patterns��were born from the completely darkened waters.


    From their figures and silhouettes, it was clear that they were powerful combatants modeled after the Hundred-Handed Giants, replicated with black mud.


    ��Annihilate them!��


    From on high, the cold-faced monarch decreed a cruel Divine Punishment upon the ants challenging divine authority below.


    If he couldn��t handle the rebelling gods before him, could he not handle the ants on the ground?


    Humming sounds filled the air as the newly birthed army of giant gods on the sea��s surface began to move in unison. The Star Rings behind them lit up one after another, transforming into layers of Magic Circle Diagrams that generated a pull like a black hole.


    The nearby Magic Factors were devoured furiously into their bodies, fueling their movement.


    And the Divine Patterns activated on the black giants�� bodies pulse with light, guiding red and black Magic Flows into their hands.


    Sinister Red Thunder churned in their palms, eventually coalescing into red and black Thunder Light Spears, their sharp points aimed at the distant lands and cities.


    With hisses, the Thunder Light Spears hurled across the Sea of Okeanos by the black giants on the sea surface sped towards their targets at breakneck speeds, spiraling forward.

 Chapter 764 764 153 Please Go to Die, Your Majesty (6.2k)_3

    ?Chapter 764: Chapter 153: Please Go to Die, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_3 Chapter 764: Chapter 153: Please Go to Die, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_3 Along the way, the waves parted to both sides, lifting up hundreds of feet of gigantic waves. Vast amounts of seawater vaporized, filling the air with a salty fishy smell.


    The next moment, thousands of red thunderbolts plummeted toward the land.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Ferocious streams of red and black light formed a sky-covering ether storm, shattering mountains, sinking lands, and collapsing cities wherever the dreadful divine power reached.


    Wing-broken nymphs, burst divine monsters, disintegrating heroes, and fallen deities turned into dense golden-red blood rain, sprinkling upon the ravaged battlefield.


    With just this one strike, tens of thousands of lives perished in the terrifying red thunder.


    Hiss~~


    The pantheon of gods, who were fiercely battling Zeus in the Olympus Temple, couldn��t help but inhale sharply in unison at the sight of the mortal world��s grievous state, their faces turning exceedingly grim.


    ...


    Made of ��black mud�� for the body, with ��thunderbolts�� for spears!


    This giant god legion, forged from the two divine artifacts, ��Magic Box�� and ��Thunderbolt,�� was terrifyingly powerful.


    Under such a level of assault, it wouldn��t be long before all humans on the surface would be annihilated.


    And relying on the power of faith for support, they too were heading toward their demise in their struggle against Zeus.


    ��Worry about these ants? Better worry about yourselves first!��


    In the sinister cold laugh, a thunder-flash divine staff heavily smashed towards Poseidon.


    The Sea King, who hastily raised his Trident to block, had no strength to resist and was smashed into a wall like a cannonball, immediately spewing a mouthful of golden divine blood. His already pale complexion grew even more feeble, and fine light-like cracks appeared all over his body.


    How is it you again, Lord Bo...


    Luo En, while coordinating with Athena to withstand the sudden increase in pressure, looked resentfully towards the Sea King lying among the gravel ruins.


    Now, with the Destiny Contract dissolved, the unrestricted chief gods naturally displayed their full strength.


    Thus, if one were to die in battle now, resurrection shouldn��t be expected for at least a few centuries.


    Worse still, before a resurrection could even occur, the soul��s nature of immortality might be eradicated prematurely by Zeus using the heavenly destiny divine authority, utterly vanishing without a trace.


    Although he had to protect Lord Bo for the greater good, every time they fought as a group, this Sea King was always the first to be sacrificed, making Luo En seriously question Lord Bo��s team-player quality.


    Sky, land, Hades, ocean�� these four pillars of Greece and you��re supposed to be one of the dominators among them. How come you are getting worse, to the point where you can��t even withstand the fringe fights, Lord Bo? Really, can you handle it?


    However, at this moment, Poseidon lying among the gravel was also feeling quite frustrated.


    Could he be blamed?


    In the battle of Crete Island, he lost half of his paternity rights along with the diligently managed Kingdom of Atlantis;


    In the war against the giants, not only were the allied Bronze Clan annihilated, but he also nearly lost his life impulsively to his dear brother Zeus;


    Although he successfully resurrected from his long sleep through the sacrifices of his wife and the remnants of the Sea God Temple, after many major debuffs across different iterations, even the Sea of Okeanos had completely slipped from his control. His title as the Sea King was now in name only; helping to share some of the pressure was already quite decent.


    Could they really force him to use his head to block?


    Just as Poseidon was grumbling to himself in the back, the pressure on the gods in the front like Hades, Athena, and Luo En surged, slowly becoming unable to suppress Zeus.


    What was worse, the giant god legion on the sea had already started their second round of energy storage, while the black tides crazily spread under the water, integrating large numbers of sea beasts and divine monsters into parts of the black mud, driving them to advance towards the land.


    ��See, my divine business is unshakeable; those who oppose can only face death!�� Zeus sneered as he waved his divine staff, once again empowering the black giants with the ��Thunderbolt�� divine authority, driving these divine soldiers to completely exterminate any voices of resistance on the land.


    Luo En immediately threw the Gun of Nation Creation, knocking Zeus��s Thunderbolt Scepter out of his hand, interrupting the secret ceremony, while his right hand stretched forward, taking a chalice brimming with divine liquid from the golden magic circle diagram before him, haughtily scoffing:


    ��A trump card? I have one too!��


    As the chalice tilted downward, the golden divine liquid poured through the sky, showering down at a point on the Sea of Okeanos. Layers of golden ripples spread over the sea, forming a vortex-like doorway.


    Simultaneously, a silhouette with twelve pairs of scarlet wings, fiery and luminous, burst from the sea surface, tossing a silver-white metal core into the air, crying out:


    ��The time of judgment has arrived, awaken, my brethren!��


    The somber and cold voice echoed across the vast waters, as tens of thousands of blazing white streams of light shot upwards from beneath the sea surface in response.


    Drawn by the silver-white metal core, variously shaped radiant entities emerged from the sea surface, ascending into the sky.


    They each carried different numbers of luminous wings, wielding weapons such as swords, shields, and bows and arrows, and were clad in fully enclosed magnificent armor, which appeared not to encase flesh but a peculiar metallic fluid inside, clearly distinct from any known life forms on the surface.


    And at this moment, the red-haired goddess with the most wings, raising the scarlet cross longsword in her hands, boldly inquired:


    ��Why have you come?��


    ��We, the apostles, are not apostles,


    Believers, yet not believers,


    Devotees, yet not devotees,


    Traitors, yet not traitors,


    We are the hunter hounds for the shepherd,


    We serve the light,


    We are the executors of divine punishment,


    Our mission is to eradicate those foolishly defying our god, leaving not even a shred behind...!��


    Above the clouds, where thunder and fire mingled, a glorious kingdom vaguely visible through the refraction of the silver-white metal core gradually became clear. Forty million radiant figures, devoutly crossing their hands over their chests, sang out more resoundingly around this holy temple.

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    ?Chapter 765: Chapter 153: Please Proceed to Your Death, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_4 Chapter 765: Chapter 153: Please Proceed to Your Death, Your Majesty! (6.2k)_4 The longsword burst into towering golden flames, pointing towards the dark tide spreading above the sea and the menacingly towering army of Titans, as the questioning voice echoed through the sky once more:


    ��How shalt thou proceed?��


    ��Merely bow down to receive grace,��


    ��Merely bend to seek defiance,��


    ��Form ranks and arrays,��


    ��To obliterate the horde of beasts, to drive out the dark and guard the light!!��


    As the sanctified chanting grew louder and more solemn, bright white streams of light surged out from the metallic armor, under the luminescence of the silvery-white metal core, sprouting lion and bull heads; some with disproportionately large heads and limbs; or with extra eyes, arms, and wings, the style gradually becoming twisted and bizarre.


    This aesthetic, how come it feels more like the antagonist than the opposition?


    Under the strange gazes of several deities, Luo En looked at those bizarrely shaped metallic constructs on the sea surface and couldn��t help but silently ridicule in his heart.


    Venus, maybe we should change the person playing the role of this Goddess of Beauty?


    However, at this moment, the red-haired Mechanical God on the sea surface obviously couldn��t hear the grumbling from her immediate superior.


    ...


    She watched with immense satisfaction the powerful personal army she had spent two hundred years covertly lurking in the deep sea relics for, exhausting all resources of the Bronze Clan to craft for her boss, and then announced their divine business to the world in a high-pitched voice:


    ��To assault the heretics, our God proclaims his reign!��


    ��Holy! Holy! Holy!!!��


    Instantly, forty million oddly shaped metallic constructs, bearing fiery wings of light, chanting fervent slogans, dove down from the clouds, charging toward the spreading dark tide and the sternly standing army of Titans on the sea surface.


    Like flames igniting the darkness, they pierced through the ranks of the Titans, tearing apart the clouds looming over humanity��s heads.


    Seeing the mission that needed to be carried out being obstructed and the divine business that awaited them being tainted, the army of Titans and the dark tide mud figures on the sea surface also fell into anger and madness, roaring as they charged towards these metal constructs that blasphemed against divine might:


    ��Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!!!��


    Meanwhile, as Luo En watched the streams of light and dark tide sweeping across the Sea of Okeanos, as well as the two types of deformed creatures chanting ��Holy�� and ��Immortality�� battling passionately on the sea, he couldn��t help but feel a surge of bizarre thoughts within him.


    A battle of Light Holy Angels against Titan Giant God soldiers?


    Really, how could I be having such a strange dream.


    Luo En shook his head, then dispelled the random thoughts in his mind, looking up at Zeus standing before the throne with a livid complexion:


    ��Father God, you must like this second gift of mine, don��t you? The Bronze Clan has always cherished your benevolence.��


    ��As foretold, you, this misbegotten child, have indeed become a great thorn in my side! I should have killed you sooner!��


    Zeus hissed, his heart filled with dread and hatred for this son destined to defy him.


    Hearing this, Luo En sneered and shook his head.


    If the other side hadn��t been so suspicious and made a preemptive move, would he have ever gone to such lengths?


    Perhaps, he would have just become the original God of Wine, Dionysus, obediently serving wine at the feasts of Olympus to entertain His Majesty the King of Gods.


    But this His Majesty the King of Gods always thought he could manipulate everyone with his cunning and scheming, surpassing Fate.


    In the end, his arrogance only made him fulfill the prophecy, becoming a part of Fate.


    Well, you can��t argue with someone like that, might as well use something more tangible.


    Luo En gripped the Gun of Nation Creation tightly, sneering as he looked at his divine father:


    ��Father God, prepare to receive the third gift I have for you!��


    At the same time, streams of light rose from the earth, passing through layers of starlight, plummeting toward Olympus, gathering in front of the Great Temple.


    They were all the creditors of His Majesty the King of Gods:


    There were the Gods of War God Mountain led by Hestia, the Olympian Gods led by Hera;


    The Typhon��s Offspring led by Ladon, the remnants of the giants led by Prometheus;


    The Netherworld army led by King Minos, the Divine Blood Heroes led by Hercules...


    The dark tide on the ground had been repelled, and the Titans in the sea had been held back.


    Now, it was time to settle the accounts!


    ��Kill!��


    Luo En uttered the icy word, taking the lead and charging with the Gun of Nation Creation in hand.


    The deities, Titans, monsters, and Heroes gathered behind him, together mounting a rebellion against the throne-bound King of Gods who tormented the world.


    Some people live so that the majority can have better lives;


    Others live, and because of that, no one else can:


    And this King of Gods clearly belonged to the latter.


    If that was the case, then there was only one thing to do��ask His Majesty to meet his death!

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    ?Chapter 766: Chapter 154 Your Wife Is Awesome! (6.5k) Chapter 766: Chapter 154 Your Wife Is Awesome! (6.5k) The Justice Goddess Themis, having removed her blindfold, twisted the hilt of her sword to spin the Golden Scales, chanting solemn Divine Words as she fully unfurled the powers of order and judiciary:


    ��All beings as the measure, all stars as the balance��now, the court is in session!��


    Countless stars interlocked and intertwined to manifest a phantom courtroom, where the grievances of numerous souls soared, accusing the Divine King of his heinous acts of slaughtering life and ravaging the world, thus calling for justice to be upheld:


    ��Death penalty! Death penalty! Death penalty!��


    The crowd seethed with rage, their resentment sharp as knives.


    The gavel fell, and the starlight became swords.


    The accused, Zeus, in the face of this unprecedented criminal trial, actually felt a bone-chilling pressure, his actions suddenly slowed, his Divine Energy becoming obstructed.


    ��You insects dare to judge me? Preposterous!��


    The humiliated and enraged High Sky Divine King roared with fury as silver-blue Thunderbolt erupted from within him, tearing the courtroom of stars apart with his tyrannical power almost instantly.


    ...


    But at this moment, the clarion call was already sounding, and the flags of rebellion were flying everywhere.


    ��Book Library of All Creations, preserve the memories!��


    ��Strong and forceful Fire of Light, I offer you this poetry and wine!��


    ��Songs of sound, chapters of music, I command you to restore the light!��


    ��Splendor, joy, feasting, may they be with thee; Divine wisdom, might, and love, may they walk with thee!��


    ��...��


    Mnemosyne, Hestia, The Nine Muses, The Three Graces��and others from War God Mountain��chanted aloud, providing protection and suppression.


    ��Thou art, the Thunderbolt of Soul-Seeking!��


    ��Thou art, the Silver Rapid Shot!��


    ��Thou art, the Piercing Star of Gold!��


    ��Thou art, the Chaotic Desires!��


    ��Thou art, the Abundance of Tilling!��


    ��...��


    Hera, Artemis, Apollo, Aphrodite, and Demeter among the Olympian Gods called forth their Divine Artifacts and launched an attack.


    Zeus, having just wriggled free of restraints and not yet fully recovered, now faced this overwhelming group assault and found himself in a flurry, only able to lift the Aegis Shield in front of him, defending with all his might.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    Hundreds of divine light streams, like falling stars, bombarded the golden surface of the shield in succession, and the Divine King of Olympus, protected by Heaven��s Mandate, stumbled backward, while his Aegis Shield wailed, its brilliance dimming.


    At the same moment, Typhon��s Offspring, led by the Gorgon Sisters and Hundred-Headed Dragon Ladon, and the remnants of the giants led by Prometheus and Atlas, emerged from the flanks:


    ��To my desire, a spectrum of lingering colors!��


    ��Storm Hammer, an eternity for all things!��


    ��Blood of the Titans, burn herein!��


    Overburdened, the Aegis Shield turned to ashen grey and shattered in response, revealing Zeus��s weak chest and abdomen to the eyes of the rebels.


    ��Get away!��


    The furious Divine King bellowed as he flung his arm, silver-blue Thunderbolt bursting forth from his body, knocking back the tangled rebels and successfully carving out space for maneuvering.


    But before he could move, a strong sense of restraint surged from beneath his feet.


    Zeus looked down to find several deep blue water chains and numerous pale dead hands firmly grasping his ankles, as the powers of the ocean and the Netherworld surged to the skies, upsetting the Divine Authority and dragging him down incessantly.


    Poseidon! Hades!


    Zeus angrily looked up to see his two brothers, brandishing the Trident and Bident, exerting their Divine Authority to the fullest, followed by the gods of the sea and the Netherworld, with eyes nearly splitting from rage, he gathered the Thunderbolt into Long Spears, preparing to target these treacherous rebels standing against him.


    ��Dark Sky Eclipse Shot!��


    ��Dual Gods Hymn!��


    ��We consecrate with poetry and wine, and praise with light!��


    ��Fire and saltpetre, stone and iron, behold the perfect Red King!��


    But at this moment, the Divine Blood Heroes from the line of Atalanta and the Spartan twins, the saints of the Dionysian Sect, and the magicians of the Hermes Trismegistus Sector also chose to intervene, disrupting the counterattack from Divine King Zeus.


    And amidst a brilliant stream of light, Hercules, brandishing the Nameless Axe Sword, and Diana, wielding the Godslayer Sword, charged forward:


    ��Hundred-Headed Shooter!��


    ��Six God Glory!��


    Accompanied by dazzling auroras and the roar of thunder, the two mightiest heroes among humanity spat out Golden Blood and were flung backward.


    However, at the same time, Zeus��s Thunder Light Spear in his hands completely dissipated, and his arms dropped weakly from numbness.


    Despicable! Utterly despicable!


    Watching those feeble figures attacking him, those ��humans�� who resembled ants, filled with boiling blood, Zeus felt an unparalleled sense of humiliation at this perceived insult.


    Being obstructed by the gods, challenged by the Titans, countered by Monsters��all these he could still bear...


    But for these humans, as weak as ants, these contemptible lives that had been destroyed in numerous ages, to actually dare to confront him with swords, becoming a stumbling block in the path of his Divine Business...


    Such an outcome made Zeus, born a god and a king, feel a profound sense of shame.


    ��Die! All of you, die!��


    The proud Divine King summoned with his hand, and with a twisted expression raised the manifest Thunderbolt Scepter, ready to cast down the Divine Punishment on all the rebels who defied him.


    ��Clang!��


    However, a shield identical in golden hue caught Zeus��s descending Thunderbolt Scepter, and the Spear of Victory, held behind the shield, thrust from a cunning angle, aiming straight for the Divine Core in Zeus��s chest.


    Relying on his keen senses, Zeus forcibly shifted his vital parts inches away from the spear tip, his bloodshot eyes staring deathly at the approaching figure, his clenched jaw creaking.

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    ?Chapter 767: Chapter 154 Your Wife is Awesome! (6.5k)_2 Chapter 767: Chapter 154 Your Wife is Awesome! (6.5k)_2 Athena, his beloved daughter.


    Why wasn��t she satisfied with the exalted divine position he had granted her, or with the fact that he had given her half of his Aegis Divine Shield? Why did she have to mingle with these rebels?


    But before he could puzzle out an answer, a cold, sharp edge with a long-planned intent took the opportunity to thrust from the other side, making Zeus��s hair stand on end.


    Instinctively, he raised his only free arm to gather Thunderbolt, trying to fend off this threat from the side.


    ��Whoosh!��


    ��Thud!��


    However, a spear-shaped like a withered branch was faster, piercing his wrist with the speed of lightning, nailing his arm to the throne.


    ...


    At the same time, the figure who rushed forward gestured with his right hand, and a frosty blue stone casket, sealed with nine heavy locks, emerged from the Magic Circle Diagram.


    ��Laevateinn!��


    With a cold chant, a golden-red flame surged out of the casket, instantly melting the nine heavy locks.


    A three-meter longsword, looking almost golden yet wooden, with a red blade engulfed in raging flames, fell into Luo En��s hands.


    Zeus just glanced at the blade, feeling as if he saw a sea of burning flames. An unparalleled burning sensation spread from his vision to his soul.


    ��This is bad!��


    An ominous premonition made Zeus instinctively want to dodge and block, but it was already too late.


    ��Thud!��


    The dark red blade of the sword pierced through the armor, the flesh, the Divine Core, nailing the King of Heavenly Destiny to his shattered throne.


    As the blade mercilessly twisted, the spewing golden-red flames instantly engulfed Zeus��s figure and the entire Olympus Temple melted away into the fiery light.


    ��Boom!��


    The Temple collapsed, leaving nothing but ashes.


    Looking at the charred ruins before them and the empty throne, those who had joined the assault couldn��t help but feel a surge of elation.


    Had they succeeded?


    However, just when they had let their guard down, thick, dark clouds gathered in the sky.


    ��Boom!��


    The next moment, dazzling Thunderbolt tore through the clouds, and a towering silver hand smashed down on the summit of Mount Olympus.


    Athena and Luo En��s pupils constricted sharply, and they flew up into the sky, raising their Divine Shields to envelop the entire plaza.


    ��Boom! Boom!��


    In the dull roaring, the golden and blue divine lights shattered, and two figures slammed into the mountain like cannonballs, causing the peaks to shake and the stars to sway.


    Zeus was still alive?!


    Seeing the Thunder Giant comprised of silver Thunderbolt standing before them, disbelief filled everyone��s eyes.


    He had destroyed his form and obliterated his Temple �C how could the Divine King possibly remain unvanquished?


    How was this possible?


    An overwhelming sense of defeat rose up in everyone��s hearts, slowly fermenting into confusion and panic.


    ��If we can kill him once, we can kill him a second time! There is nothing truly Immortal in this world!��


    The blood-stained figure proudly stood up from the gravel, raising the Fiery Flame Demon Sword in his hand, directly pointing it at the Thunder Giant in the sky.


    His declaration was impassioned, as though poetry and wine.


    His defiant stance was steadfast, like a flag and a spear.


    Countless eyes turned to the deity at the forefront, a sense of unprecedented boldness and courage bursting through their veins.


    That��s right, we have not lost yet!


    Nothing is set in stone!


    ��Naive!��


    The Thunder Giant looked down scornfully at the ants below who still failed to grasp reality, chuckling coldly as he burst their delusion,


    ��Do you think that by possessing a power from beyond this realm, you can defeat me? How laughable! It cannot kill this world, much less me!��


    The winds rose and clouds churned in the sky, and a billion streaks of Thunderbolt flickered, becoming the only backdrop of the world, collectively proclaiming the decree from the King,


    ��Thunderbolt is me, the sky is me, the world is me��I am Heavenly Destiny!��


    ��To hell with your Heavenly Destiny!��


    In a disdainful scoff, Athena charged out from the ruins on the other side, raising her beautiful head high and without the slightest courtesy flung her Spear of Victory towards the Divine King above the heavens.


    However, Zeus simply raised his hand slightly, and layers of intersecting electric arcs, like swords, easily shredded the divine light of the Spear of Victory, forcing Athena, who was hit by the backlash, to spit out a mouthful of Golden Blood and fall face-up.


    As the mournful Thunderbolts continued to smash towards the Goddess of Wisdom, Luo En exerted all his might to block this powerful strike. Deities from War God Mountain, the Netherworld, the ocean, and Olympus all surged forward to attack.


    What stubborn fools!


    The Thunder Giant��s disdainful eyes, as if looking down on moths drawn to flame, radiated a cold murderous intent:


    ��Very well, I shall grant you the favor of witnessing my Divine Business through death!��


    The Thunderbolt-threaded gargantuan arm swung forward, sweeping the gathered clouds aside, calling forth the boundless starry sky.


    Stars shot through, starlight wove like threads, resembling an automatic loom that interlaced and outlined the ��patterns�� (Fate) of everything, enveloping all the attacking gods and even the whole world within.


    ��Heavenly Destiny��Stripping!��


    Suddenly, a cold voice came from the starry sky, sending out ripples laden with a peculiar rhythm.


    Wherever the light patterns passed, the deities, struck by lightning, spat out Golden Blood and fell from the sky, unable to stand up from the ground for a long time.


    Their Authority inside vanished, as if in an instant all their halos had been stripped away, transforming from powerful deities to weak mortals.


    Hecate looked up at the stars shooting and the weaving starlight in front of Zeus, her expression suddenly changing dramatically.

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    ?Chapter 768: Chapter 154 Your Wife is Awesome! (6.5k)_3 Chapter 768: Chapter 154 Your Wife is Awesome! (6.5k)_3 ��[Fate Loom]!��


    In Ancient Greek mythology, The Three Fates wrote, planned, and ruled the destinies of all things in the form of spinning. The youngest, Clotho, was responsible for governing the future and spinning the thread of life, the middle sister Lachesis determined the length of the life thread, and the oldest, Atropos, was in charge of overseeing death and cutting the life thread.


    The device that assisted them in completing all these tasks was the so-called [Fate Loom], akin to the terminal processor that kept the entire world running normally.


    However, this thing was supposed to be just a concept, not a materialized entity.


    Because overly rigid [Fate] and inflexible [Constants] would deprive the world of the lubrication of [Chance], leading it ultimately toward decay and demise.


    Unexpectedly, in the two hundred years they were absent, Zeus not only devoured The Three Fates but also materialized the [Fate Loom] through constantly collecting the spiritual essence of all things, prepared to write the future and destiny of the entire world himself.


    Was this his Divine Business?


    ...


    Hecate realized the seriousness of the issue and immediately shouted a warning:


    ��We must destroy that thing, quickly!��


    A chill ran through everyone��s hearts, and Prometheus��s shredded giant regiment, led by Ladon��s offspring of Typhon, decisively organized a second wave of attack, frantically rushing toward the starry expanse in front of Zeus, resembling a loom.


    Watching the figures gathering once again, Zeus fiercely pulled the Star Shuttle:


    ��Heavenly Destiny��Suppression!��


    Instantly, the stars in the sky shone together, and the interwoven starlight, like invisible heavy hammers, smashed brutally into the Divine Monsters and giants, embedding violently into their bodies.


    Clouds of blood exploded, and thousands of Magic Beasts and giants were turned into mincemeat under this hellish divine presence.


    However, Hecate was not frightened by the bloody scene before her; instead, a keen gleam flashed in her eyes.


    Zeus��s movements were slowing down, the power of his Divine Word was degrading!


    The world had not been reforged yet, his Divine Business was not perfect yet!


    That meant, he could not fully control this [Fate Loom], manipulating the heavenly destiny of all things!


    There was still a chance!


    ��Keep going, don��t give him time to recover!��


    Upon hearing the command of the Queen of Hell, the heroes did not hesitate to rise and charge at the high and mighty Divine King for the third round.


    The anger of being seen through and the humiliation of provoked dignity burned fiercely in Zeus��s chest, turning into raging flames:


    ��Seeking death!!��


    Two pale silver arms swung across, and the wild thunderbolts turned into thousands of light spears that shot out, tearing up the space along the way, creating long, narrow tears.


    The heroes charging for the third time did not even get close to the starry expanse before their figures dissolved in this terrifying thunderbolt.


    At this moment, the glorious gods have been stripped of their authority, the brave giants and Divine Monsters harshly suppressed, and the uprising heroes defeated as well...


    So, what of the weaker ones?


    Would they retreat?


    The mortal spellcasters and warriors looked at each other and burst out laughing.


    No!


    The strongest had already failed, proving only that the evil before them was even stronger! It called for even more strength to fight this battle!


    Arcadia��s archers, Sparta��s mighty army, Hermes Trismegistus Sector��s magicians, Eleusis��s believers... wave after wave of frail figures joined the devastating Divine War, launching the fourth wave of attacks.


    ��Die! All of you die!��


    Zeus��s eyes were about to split, waving two spears transformed from thunderbolts, sweeping in all directions.


    Beneath the sweep of the thunderbolts, life dropped like extinct comets, cascaded down from the pale silver sky, disintegrating into pure spirit particles.


    But Athens��s Pegasus Knights, Colchis��s Two-legged Flying Dragon army, Thessaly��s Divine Blood Guard, and Thebes��s God of Wine believers... one successor after another filled the gaps, bravely pressing forward.


    This was a rebellion concerning fate, this war to reclaim the future!


    No one could escape, no one could stay out of it.


    And amidst the continuous charges, the thunderbolts on Zeus began to fade rapidly, and the starry sky above his head also started to flicker.


    The gods on the ground, the giants, and the monsters successively felt the suppressive force within them weakening and also, without hesitation, struggled to rise, joining the array to overthrow the tyrant.


    Within the blaze of the starfire, a fierce torrent of destruction surged skyward, heading straight for the [Fate Loom] in front of Zeus.


    No chance!


    With a deadly gleam in his eyes, Zeus grabbed the floating Star Shuttle with his pale silver arms, and the cutting thunderbolt and the accumulated Heavenly Destiny Power within him erupted,


    ��Heavenly Destiny��Destruction!��


    Gold-red and pale silver forces collided, forming a cross of light as spectacular as the explosion of a new star.


    ��Boom!��


    The overwhelmingly divine light stream swept toward all sides, the starry sky shattered like glass, and strong currents of Chaos spewed forth from the dark crevices.


    The heavens were compromised, the sun and moon dimmed, the stars vanished.


    The gods, giants, Divine Monsters, heroes... one by one, the exhausted figures fell from the chaotic sky, crashing like scattered meteors across Greece.


    While the thunderbolt-formed Giant God had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person, he still majestically stood atop Mount Olympus; the starry sky, though much dimmer, still had the Fate Loom controlling destiny in operation.


    The resolute warriors wanted to return to the battlefield, yet due to the erosion and suppression of the Heavenly Destiny Divine Authority, they were not allowed to struggle, not allowed to resist, and could only collapse humbly into the muck like ants.


    They had given their all, they had been utterly defeated.


    At this moment, the explosion��s epicenter, Mount Olympus, had been completely transformed, only two figures stood across from each other in the ruins.

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    ?Chapter 769: Chapter 154 Your Wife is Awesome! (6.5k)_4 Chapter 769: Chapter 154 Your Wife is Awesome! (6.5k)_4 Zeus looked down at his son, isolated and barely able to stand on the battlefield, his face twisted in a sinister sneer:


    ��So you think you can replace me as the king? Dream on!��


    What of the Titans�� curse, and what of the prophecy of Fate?


    In the end, he had surpassed everything and stood at the pinnacle of Fate!


    Luo En wiped the Golden Blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and seriously corrected his father:


    ��I don��t want your throne, nor am I interested in becoming another you. I just want you dead.��


    Hearing this rebellious declaration, Zeus burst into an angry laugh:


    ��Want to kill me? Good, good, good! Then let me show you what true despair is!��


    The Thunder Spear swung through the sky, and the Star Shuttles on the loom plummeted down.


    The descending Star Shuttles in the sky split into myriad beams of light, like a group of comets with long flaming tails, cutting open the skin of the world, knitting the destined Destruction into the flesh of the World.


    ...


    Boom Boom Boom Boom!


    One luminous celestial body after another plummeted toward various parts of Greece, igniting terrible explosions, sounding the trumpet of the apocalypse.


    The next moment,


    the earth was burning,


    the world was burning.


    Everything that could be called ��civilization�� was trampled and destroyed.


    No intelligent entity was allowed even slavery.


    Countless specks of star dust spread with the explosions, and the lives tainted by these materials twisted in agony, self-destructed in collapse, and finally converged into pure Spirit Particles above the Divine Throne on Mount Olympus to nourish the Heavenly Destiny Divine King.


    Not just life, but even inanimate existence was eradicated.


    Forests burned down, seawater boiled, mountains collapsed, and tectonic plates fractured.


    Then, floods, storms, earthquakes, and Aether Tides successively struck every corner of Greece.


    The entire world, pushed by ��Heavenly Destiny,�� burned like kindling, giving all its light and warmth to fuel the king��s ascent to the highest Divine Position.


    Atop Mount Olympus, Zeus stretched out his arms, welcoming the streaming light of spirituality from the Heavenly Hole, his Divine Will swelling in a ferocious laugh:


    ��Earth and sky are my furnace, all things my fuel! Today, my Divine Business will be reborn from your remains and the ashes of the world!��


    ��Over my dead body!��


    Luo En clenched his teeth and shouted, his Gun of Nation Creation shooting out, piercing through the star curtain and crashing into the vast earth.


    Instantly, the unbridled tide of Chaos that had been eroding the surface and melting life, as if it had hit a wall of bronze and iron, vibrated violently and shattered in an overwhelming wave of Aether.


    Buzz!


    At the same time, a towering palm tree wrapped in golden flames broke through the endless Thunderbolt blockade, growing to an immense height with nine branches that embraced all things lively, reattaching the broken sky and fractured earth.


    Meanwhile, with the flickering of countless light patterns, archways of marble inscribed with Hermes Script and made of jade rose up across Greece.


    Compared to the world on the brink of destruction, the other side of the door seemed like another extreme, grassy and flowing with water, a paradise of Life.


    Then, a giant golden cup poured down from the clouds, sprinkling the Mortal World with sweet Divine Liquid.


    ��Wine?


    Individuals struggling in despair smelled the strong scent that fell on them, either bewildered or reminiscing.


    At that moment, a solemn and low chant came from the sky:


    ��This is the sanctuary of the gods, the gate of heaven, the living will be sheltered, the dead blessed!��


    Suddenly, those lucky enough to be drenched in Divine Liquid turned into streaks of light, escaping the mire of the apocalypse and entering the safe sanctuary in the tree.


    Lord Shepherd! It��s Lord Shepherd protecting us!


    The joyous survivors stepped out of the ruins, eager to welcome the Light Rain falling from the sky, seeking qualification to enter that divine realm.


    The golden cup in the sky also poured down Divine Liquid unreservedly, opening the gate equally to all beings of the world.


    Gradually, all plants, animals, humans, Monsters, and the gods on the land, not yet erased, turned into millions of light streams, all absorbed into the realm supported by that giant tree.


    ��Bang!��


    The Thunder Light Spear swept across, and the figure hastily putting up the Fiery Flame Demon Sword slid back a hundred meters, crashing heavily into the mountain behind, the flame of Divinity flickering like a candle in the wind.


    ��You can��t even save yourself, yet you still think of prolonging the life of these dying ants? How tender, how weak! You��re nothing like me!��


    Zeus looked at his son amidst the rubble, scoffing disdainfully.


    ��So you��re so great, what have you gained?�� Luo En stood up using his sword, looked at the vast, devastated world, and sneered, ��A king without subjects and territory is not much different from a wild beast, right?��


    Zeus was unconcerned and proudly said:


    ��As long as I have the last laugh, rebuild the Divine Business, everything I want will come back. No matter what you��ve done for them now, it��s meaningless in the Future. Because these weaklings, these ants, are destined to follow the strong, they��ll side with whoever wins!��


    ��Oh? Really?��


    Looking at this supremely confident Father God, Luo En��s face twisted into a playful smile.


    ��Your people are not bad, they all follow me.��


    ��...��


    ��Your children are not bad, they all respect me.��


    ��...��


    ��Oh, and your wives are even better, they all love me...��


    ����Shut up!��


    Finally, under the casually told recount by Luo En, Zeus who could no longer bear it, exploded completely, dreadful Thunderbolts gushing out from his body and his angry roar echoing through the sky,


    ��Die! I want you dead!��

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    ?Chapter 770: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k) Chapter 770: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k) Above the high heavens, apocalyptic flames and thunderbolts clashed incessantly, sending destructive tidal waves to all corners of the Greece realm.


    The remnants of stars and fragments from Olympus rained down from the sky, causing the already fracturing earth to collapse entirely.


    The surging tides of Chaos, after dissolving and devouring all matter around them, launched assault after assault on the last barrier between heaven and earth��a radiant, colossal tree��attempting to hew the sturdy tinder and stuff it into the hearth of the Divine Throne, contributing its entire light and heat to the supreme Divine Business.


    ��Boom, boom, boom, boom!��


    The giant tree emitted groans of being overburdened, as specks of ash from the apocalyptic blaze peeled from its trembling branches and were engulfed by the sweeping Chaos tides.


    The realm enfolded within began to sway unstably, its dazzling halls quaking fiercely.


    Under absolute Power, the fall of this last sanctuary seemed to be only a matter of time.


    ...


    Could they win?


    The billions of lives sheltered within this divine nation couldn��t help but wonder as they looked up at the sky with hope.


    Yet, under the ferocious onslaught of the thunderbolts, the apocalyptic flames flickered like a candle in the wind, pushed to the brink.


    ��If we don��t help, he will lose,�� Athena, observing the battlefield, offered a certain answer.


    We?


    The figures present looked at each other, their faces a mix of confusion and bitterness.


    Though they were once Deities, Monsters, and Heroes, wielding extraordinary powers, the decrees of Heavenly Destiny Power had stripped them of all haloes, reducing them to mere commoners.


    Even more so, some had lost their very bodies, with nothing left but a wisp of Spirit entrusted here.


    The idea of ascending to Olympus once more and joining the Shepherd in the fight against the tyrant in the heavens seemed impossible, let alone battling those black Giant God soldiers wandering outside the divine nation.


    ��We have nothing left.��


    ��We can��t do anything.��


    Depressed voices arose amongst the crowd, a pessimistic atmosphere taking hold as they seemed to foresee a cruel Future determined by Fate.


    ��What nonsense are you talking about?��


    Athena shook her head and smiled at the figures before her, speaking softly.


    ��We, do we not still have Life?��


    ~~


    At the same time, on Mount Olympus.


    ��Bang!��


    Piercing thunderbolts once again brought down the figure wrapped in apocalyptic flames; Zeus took pleasure in seeing the figure that couldn��t rise again and the shattered halo behind him.


    He had to admit, this son was the finest among his Bloodline.


    He had achieved the Chief God��s status through hard work, and it seemed even Heavenly Destiny Divine Authority could not significantly affect him.


    But even though he created Miracles from desperate situations time and again, his struggle had to come to an end.


    Before absolute strength, any form of resistance was futile!


    ��Prepare to die, spawn. This is your Heavenly Destiny!��


    Zeus raised his Thunder Light Spear, ready to personally end this fated nemesis.


    Hum!


    However, a violent tremor came from the Lower Realm, as a white-hot stream of light surged skyward, interweaving with countless chants.


    The voices contained old men, children, youths, young women...


    The figures included Deities, Magic Beasts, Heroes, Humans...


    ��Our worshiped King,


    May all honor your name as holy.


    May your Graces be made manifest,


    May your will be done on earth,


    as it is in Heaven.


    Our daily bread,


    Give us today.


    Our joyous wine,


    Today feast us;


    Lead us not into temptation,


    Deliver us from evil.


    Majestic, joyous feast, be with you;


    Wisdom, Power, Love, be with you;


    Kingdom, Authority, Glory, all belong to you.


    ��From eternity past, to now, and forevermore!!!��


    The united chanting echoed throughout the heavens, as the billions of figures in the divine nation ignited themselves in the high song, transforming into a blaze of intense white flame that streamed into the withered and dimming giant tree.


    And as this burgeoning surge of life infused the tree, its complex root system deeply penetrated the desolate earth, with millions of white flames erupting from the Tree of Life��s branches, continuously growing upwards, soon covering the entire sky.


    ��Boom!��


    The fully grown giant tree burst through Mount Olympus. The flames carried the high song, louder and more forceful, as billions of specks of light converged at the tree��s pinnacle.


    Under the nurturing and quickening light, one kingdom after another, each carrying the vision of a beautiful Life, materialized from the void. There flowed water with clear sounds, the soil was fertile, and white grains grew everywhere; milk and honey were available at will, with the sweet scent of exquisite wine filling the air.


    In an instant, ten crystal-clear Fruits were nurtured on the tree��s branches, and looking inside, the World within was pure white, clean, and beautiful.


    Zeus got to his feet from the spreading dust, his eyes wide with astonishment:


    ��What is this?��


    ��The Kabbalah Tree of Life?��


    Luo En muttered the answer, shock and bewilderment intertwined in his eyes.


    The Kabbalah Tree of Life, legend has it, stands at the center of the Garden of Eden and represents the path for mortals to God or the means through which God created the World from nothing. Its cabalistic philosophy symbolizes the universe��s totality with the ��Tree of Life�� that grows in Heaven, unifying the collective will to shape a perfect World and a perfect Deity.


    In an instant, Luo En understood what the lives within his divine nation were doing.


    ��The Great Sacrifice!


    To offer their own lives to God, to entrust their spirits to God, to burn themselves entirely for the Divine Business they collectively awaited!

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    ?Chapter 771: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k)_2 Chapter 771: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k)_2 As if sensing the Divine Will in the obscurity, branches and leaves made of light spread forth, initiating further growth and transformation.


    Ten divine nations morphed into ��Crown,�� ��Wisdom,�� ��Understanding,�� ��Mercy,�� ��Severity,�� ��Beauty,�� ��Victory,�� ��Glory,�� ��Foundation,�� ��Kingdom�� as ten essences;


    Different life populations built Divinity Realm, Creation Realm, Formation Realm, Material Realm through their various wills;


    The qualities of Deities eagerly anticipated coalesced into mercy, gentleness, and severity as three major pillars;


    Billions of life spirits converged in the cyclical energy flow, opening twenty-two pathways, and ultimately gathering above the Shepherd��s head, forming a crown-like band of light, jointly crowning him.


    Sensing the mad influx of divine light streams and prayers entering his body, Luo En pressed his lips tightly and stood up from the ruins, with the shattered halo behind him reconverging.


    Looking at the figure bathed in light ahead, an inexplicable sense of crisis surged violently into Zeus��s heart.


    His face drastically changed, and he immediately yelled toward the Lower Realm,


    ��Destroy this thing!��


    Above the sea, massive destruction giants formed from black mud, upon hearing the command from the Celestial Realm, roared and charged toward the radiant giant tree that continuously grew and spread between heaven and earth.


    ��Holy! Holy! Holy!!!��


    ...


    But fervent chants came from all directions, billions of peculiarly shaped radiant entities, with wings on their backs, guarded around the Kabbalah Tree of Life��s three pillars, seven branches, seven roots, seven days and nights, ten essences, and twenty-two pathways, vowing to defend this divine nation.


    Damn!


    Zeus was both shocked and furious as he hurled the Thunder Light Spear in his hand at the radiant giant tree and the figure underneath it, trying to interrupt the terrifying secret ceremony.


    ��Bang!��


    However, an Aegis Shield fell from the brilliance, blocking Zeus��s strike at the cost of shattering.


    ��Everyone, it��s our turn, I��ll go first!��


    Before the temple, the Goddess of Wisdom smiled radiantly, and her divine body transformed into blazing light, with dense divine light streams turning into golden Divine Liquid pouring into the first slot of the halo behind Luo En.


    Is this also a competition?


    Hera, Hestia, and Artemis muttered their complaints but united in denouncing Athena.


    However, they simultaneously sacrificed their own divinity and authority, trying to determine who would go first.


    Oh, the friendship among women...


    The other spectating Olympian Gods could only offer a helpless smile but made the same choice.


    Even Poseidon, whose desire for power was the greatest, only hesitated for a few seconds before looking back at his wife and son and decisively chose to give up his authority and divine position.


    He couldn��t stand his nephew, but he detested Zeus even more.


    If he had to choose between the two, naturally he would do whatever it took to upset Zeus.


    At almost the same moment, the last group of figures remaining in the divine nations also threw themselves into the flames, offering everything to their common deities, invoking their shared prayers.


    Rise, my God, and scatter your enemies!


    ��Boom!��


    As Olympus covered completely by the Kabbalah Tree of Life shook and reformed, gravel autonomously assembled into pure white stairs, and columns rose from the ground, and a billion white light bands from the Heavenly Hole evaporated all the black mud, weaving into the form of a crown that descended upon the figure beneath the tree.


    The time to don the crown has come, with this, reform all phenomena!


    In the flow of brilliance, the distinct boundaries between the twelve Divine Attribute Sectors in the golden halo behind the newborn king gradually blurred.


    The breath of plants, the rhythm of the earth, humans�� shouts, heroes�� singing, the gods�� roars... all things and sceneries in the world manifested behind the figure beneath the Kabbalah Tree of Life, eventually merging into one.


    As the last wisp of light stream drew into his body, Luo En slowly opened his eyes, the red blade pointing forward:


    ��Let��s settle the score!��


    ��Just you lot?��


    Zeus scoffed coldly, his face dark with disdain.


    His Thunder Light Spear thrust forward, and star shuttles fell continuously from the sky.


    However, an attack powerful enough to crush stars and engulf the sun and moon could not shake the light even slightly.


    How is this possible!


    Zeus, in disbelief, instinctively staggered backward.


    Then, realizing his own lapse, the enraged Divine King intensified his attack:


    ��You think a bunch of ants like you can kill me? Dream on!��


    Ants?


    Luo En shook his head, remembering an interesting fable.


    If you see antelopes fleeing on the savannah, lions must be near;


    If you see lions fleeing, then a herd of enraged elephants must be near;


    And if you see a magnificent sight of lions and elephants fleeing together, what has come?


    �� The answer is an army of army ants.


    Luo En slowly raised the Fiery Flame Magic Sword above his head, the Kabbalah Tree of Life behind him shaking violently.


    Billions of light streams starting from ��Kingdom�� to ��Crown.��


    Igniting the ten essences of wisdom, understanding, mercy, severity, beauty, victory, glory, and foundation on the twenty-two paths, reflecting the perfect divine figure.


    Feeling himself being firmly locked by the surrounding space, Zeus had no escape, grabbed the Thunderbolt Scepter, and swept forward, roaring fiercely with a fierce face:


    ��I am the Heavenly Destiny!��


    ��Heavenly Destiny?�� The face illuminated by the inferno smirked, ��From the moment you chose to tyrannize all life and forsake this world, you became unworthy of being a king, and you had no right to call yourself Heavenly Destiny!��


    From the light streams emerged the Kabbalah Tree of Life��s ten divine nations, deities, monsters, heroes, humans, and other ��weaklings�� under Fate, those whom Zeus called ants, poured all their life��s weight into the blade held in front.


    Now the final reckoning touches us all as we move forward into infinity, into the everlasting empire of ultimate survival, reborn for eternity.

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    ?Chapter 772: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k)_3 Chapter 772: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k)_3 ��Zeus, come and hear the true voice of Heavenly Destiny!��


    Luo En was engulfed in a brilliant light, countless specks of star-shaped light surged into his palm, the dark red Fiery Flame Demon Sword flared intensely, causing the sky to pale and the sun and moon to dim.


    Sacrificing his body as fuel, he gathered the flames into light.


    At this moment, the ideals of many converged into a singular grand aspiration.


    This is the name of salvation!


    ��Path of the Flaming Sword��Ain-Soph Aur!��


    Accompanied by a solemn chant, a flaming giant sword that spanned the heavens and the earth swung forward with unmatched sharpness, annihilating everything in its path, engulfing the Thunderbolt Giant that stood atop Mount Olympus in a torrent of flames.


    ...


    ��Crack!��


    The Thunderbolt Scepter broke in two, falling from Zeus��s hand as time seemed to stop at that moment.


    Staring at the dark red giant sword impaling his body and the light-formed cracks spreading over him, Zeus found it unbelievable.


    ��I had already mastered Heavenly Destiny, transcended everything, how could I lose?! This is impossible!��


    ��Don��t you understand yet? What you possessed was only ��Power,�� not ��Heavenly Destiny.�� How could a world you abandoned ever truly protect you? From the moment you made your choice, all unfavorable chances became inevitabilities. Our victory was not by chance, but inevitable!��


    Luo En pushed the hilt forward as he disclosed the true answer to His Majesty the King of Gods.


    Upon hearing this, Zeus suddenly realized.


    He finally understood why, despite being so thoroughly prepared over these two hundred years, he had made frequent mistakes, and why his adversaries, despite seemingly making a wrong move, chose correctly every time.


    Turns out, the favor of Heavenly Destiny had long left him for the other side.


    But, what of it?


    Zeus violently lifted his head, his face covered in light-formed cracks twisted into a fierce and proud expression.


    ��I will not lose! I will never lose!��


    Seeing the madness overflowing from those eyes, a warning flared in Luo En��s mind, prompting him to immediately retreat.


    ��Ha ha ha ha, die, let��s die together!��


    As the mad laughter echoed, the Thunderbolt Giant imbued with the Divinity of Zeus burst apart, brilliant thunderbolts shooting in all directions.


    Luo En��s expression drastically changed, and he immediately shielded the Kabbalah Tree of Life with his body.


    After a fierce impact, Mount Olympus crumbled into countless floating gravel pieces in space, and the once self-proclaimed King of Gods left the last trace of his existence in this world.


    It was over...


    Luo En, looking at the Fiery Flame Demon Sword embedded in the rocks ahead, sighed with relief.


    ��Crack!��


    However, a sharp shattering sound suddenly came from above; Luo En followed the sound and was shocked to find that not a single star remained in the sky, the entire world of Greece riddled with light-formed cracks, like a glass vessel about to break.


    Luo En��s expression shifted slightly as he muttered, ��What��s going on?��


    ��He destroyed the ��Fate Loom��...��


    A cool, deep voice came from ahead, and three shimmering, light-formed figures emerged from the depths of the explosion.


    ��You haven��t died yet?�� Luo En coldly looked towards The Three Fates before him and frowned as he urgently asked, ��What exactly is going on? Explain clearly!��


    The Three Fates, looking at the world that was cracking, explained somberly, ��Each Divine Era has at least one Destiny Artifact concerning order, linking the world from beginning to end, maintaining the world��s balance and existence. Once it��s destroyed, the world without support will head towards collapse. In Greece, that object was the ��Fate Loom.''��


    Luo En frowned at the news.


    Basically, the ��Fate Loom�� was like the server of the Age of Greek Gods, and Zeus, seeing he couldn��t fulfill his role as Divine King, decided to take everyone down with him by blowing up the server in his dying moments.


    This meant the Age of Greek Gods lost all potential for progress, left with no future.


    ��No future?


    As Luo En pondered this, a thought struck him.


    It seemed that in the original history, Greek mythology only extended to the time of the Trojan War.


    Afterwards, the stories of the Age of Greek Gods gradually ceased, as if everything had come to an end.


    Could it be, the true reason for the demise of the Age of Greek Gods was related to this old rogue, Zeus?


    It was highly probable!


    Having deduced the hidden truth from history, Luo En immediately asked The Three Fates:


    ��Is there any way to repair it?��


    ��It��s too thoroughly destroyed, no.��


    The Three Fates shook their heads in resignation but then set their gaze on the Kabbalah Tree of Life behind Luo Enistrationed voters oneken. ��However, it could be replaced; this tree also possesses powers related to destiny. If planted in Tartarus, it might buy Greece some time.��


    ��And what about them?��


    Luo En pointed to thefloating figures in the divine realm, frowning as he asked.


    Although all the beings in the divine realm had sacrificed themselves to help him defeat Zeus, they hadn��t died but had merely fallen into a deep sleep due to excessive exhaustion.


    Theoretically, as long as there was sufficient magic power and enough time, they would soon awaken.


    The Three Fates honestly answered, ��This world is about to shatter and can no longer support much ��Divinity.�� Also, sustaining Greece��s existence also requires their strength.��


    ��Are we just to go on like this?�� Luo En retorted.


    ��If you want them to awaken and this world to regain its vitality, you need to find a replacement Destiny Artifact,�� The Three Fates answered solemnly and added gravely, ��Moreover, that Divine Era must at least be on the same level as Greece, and the Destiny Artifact you bring must also be fully matured.��

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    ?Chapter 773: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k) _4 Chapter 773: Chapter 155: The Greek Clothing Crisis (7.2k) _4 ��Fully matured?��


    ��So you mean, that Divine Era must experience its full glory and downfall, and then be plucked by your hand as the ��fruit�� of destiny.��


    ��You��re suggesting that...��


    Luo En fell silent for a moment before slowly speaking.


    ��I am to destroy a Divine Era?��


    The Three Fates nodded, pointing to the world��s wall that was beginning to crack, and solemnly reminded,


    ��There isn��t much time left, you��d best make a choice quickly.��


    Luo En��s gaze swept over each familiar, slumbering shadow in the realm of the gods, his eyes flashed, speaking slowly,


    ��I��m willing to cooperate, but not with you!��


    ...


    As soon as his words landed, the flittering figures of The Three Fates were slapped into the Kabbalah Tree of Life, merging into a certain body.


    At the same time, a figure in a black gossamer dress materialized from the light and shadow cast by the Kabbalah Tree of Life.


    Luo En turned to Hecate behind him, asking in a deep voice,


    ��And you? Is there no other way?��


    ��It seems... there��s no other path to take...��


    Hecate lightly swept the purple hair by her ears, looking at the world that was gradually disintegrating in the waves of nothingness, exhaling a sigh of helplessness from her cherry lips.


    Subsequently, the two who had reached a consensus exchanged glances and waved their hands.


    Billions of light streams peeled from the Kabbalah Tree of Life, granting new life to the Greek Divine Era on the verge of destruction.


    Time circled, light and shadow intertwined, countless filaments of light quickly stitched and repaired this world riddled with holes.


    On the first day, the sky was mended, stars lit up, day and night were divided, and the seasons turned.


    On the second day, the waters were divided above and below, the seas receded, and the continents emerged.


    On the third day, terrestrial life and humankind revived, citadels arose.


    In just three days, the Earth, islands, mountains, rivers, oceans, forests, citadels, animals, plants, humans... all the traces of the original Greek world were once again etched upon the surface under the imprint of golden patterns.


    On the fourth day, as the first ray of sunlight fell upon Mount Olympus, newly reassembled, Luo En and Hecate looked at the world��s wall, faintly displaying new cracks, and reluctantly concluded their creation.


    One by one, separated from the Kabbalah Tree of Life, new life on Earth gazed at each other, their cries of surprise echoing through the heavens.


    They had triumphed, ended the catastrophe, and rebuilt order.


    But, not completely victorious.


    On Mount Olympus, the Divine Blood Heroes reborn in flesh looked at the empty seats around them, inevitably turning their eyes to the two deities in the arena.


    When Luo En explained the circumstances to these heroes, among the crowd, Hercules fell silent for a moment, and then smiled wistfully,


    ��My lord, I request to return to the Kabbalah Tree of Life, or to enter Elysium to dream for the gods. A hero��s dream should offer more faith than those of mortals!��


    Hearing this, everyone��s eyes lit up, and they unanimously stepped forward,


    ��We too!��


    As part of this world, they naturally bore the responsibility and duties they should undertake.


    And with the true contributors to this war not yet awakened, they had no reason to ascend to the Earth��s surface to enjoy it alone.


    Luo En nodded slightly, granting the heroes�� request, waving his hand to send them into Elysium to serve as pillars for this fragile world.


    However, as a reward, Luo En also sent their kin into Paradise, allowing them to share in a happy and lengthy beautiful dream.


    As familiar figures turned into streaks of light and disappeared, Luo En turned to Hector in the square, who remained composed, nodding in satisfaction.


    Calm and composed, very good.


    With a slight gesture of his hand, the Mechanical God Venus, bearing twelve pairs of scarlet wings, emerged from the Kabbalah Tree of Life and respectfully asked,


    ��My God, do you summon me?��


    Luo En nodded slightly, reached up to the Kabbalah Tree of Life, broke off a glowing branch, and transformed it into a long spear, which he handed over with stern instructions,


    ��Conflicts may arise again between Troy and the states of Greece without the restraint of the gods and heroes; they are no longer suited to stay here. Venus, I want you and the race of Mechanical Gods to take the Trojans, conceal their identities, innovate new territories, provide more faith for the Kabbalah Tree of Life, and accelerate the mystical revival of this world as much as possible.��


    Venus accepted the glowing branch and nodded respectfully, then curiously inquired,


    ��If we are to hide our identity, what shall we call ourselves in the future?��


    ��Rome!��


    A well-prepared Luo En replied in a deep voice, his remote and profound gaze turned toward the east of the Greek world as he solemnly declared,


    ��From now on, glory belongs to Greece, greatness to Rome!��


    ��At your command, my God!��


    Venus bowed in response, then, grasping the brand-new Gun of Nation Creation, led Hector back to the Mortal World, gathering the Trojans on Earth to begin the long migration and pioneering.


    At this moment, the empty Olympus regained its silence.


    Luo En pointed to the Divine King��s throne above the great hall that had been restored to its original state and looked at Hecate beside him with a smile,


    ��Well, this is now yours. Now that Zeus is dead by my hand and The Three Fates are sealed within you, the throne belongs to no one but you!��


    ��Nice words, but you��re clearly just scheming to have me guard Greece for you.��


    Hecate gave a scornful glance at her cunning disciple, huffing irritably.


    The current Greece was exceedingly fragile, and guarding the home was a grueling task.


    ��I can��t hide anything from you,�� Luo En flattered, then smilingly inquired, ��So, do you accept?��


    ��I have no interest in being the Divine King,�� Hecate said with a hint of playful smile, swiftly changing the subject, ��But to be called the Divine Queen, that I might consider.��


    Looking at the teasing in the eyes of his Master, Luo En felt a wave of exasperation.


    He figured that to make such a promise, given his Master��s mischievous nature, she might stir up some trouble.


    But things had come to this, and he had no choice but to hold his nose and reluctantly agree.


    After all, in the secrets of the Dionysian Sect, the Goddess of Destiny Ananke and the first cause Phanes already had an unclear relationship, and now that Hecate had enclosed The Three Fates within her, she had indeed become the true Goddess of Destiny Ananke and could, in some sense, legitimately be considered his consort.


    First tie down the capable ones; the worst that could happen would be to blame it on the Dionysian Sect��s Secret Ceremony later.


    Muttering to himself, Luo En reached down and drew the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the ground.


    Hecate gave her disciple a look and asked in a deep voice:


    ��So, where are you planning to go?��


    Luo En nodded, his Golden Wings unfolding behind him.


    Now that he had truly become the Divine King, no longer having to guard against Zeus��s schemes, he could cross the Sea of Chaos with his own strength and head for that destination where he had once set a beacon.


    Watching the figure before her, Hecate softly suggested,


    ��Change your name, lest you become too deeply ensnared.��


    Her student was good in all respects: finely attuned to emotions and rich in feelings.


    Luo En nodded and, after a moment��s contemplation, looked at the Fiery Flame Demon Sword in his hand and slowly spoke:


    ��Loki is the god of ��Lies,�� ��Evil Play,�� ��Conspiracy,�� and ��Betrayal��...��


    As the last note faded, the figure bearing Golden Wings soared up and flew into the boundless Chaos Sea Domain, headed for the land of ice and fire.

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    ?Chapter 774: Chapter 1 I, Loki, Never Lie! Chapter 774: Chapter 1 I, Loki, Never Lie! Nordic World, inside a sealed cave.


    Several carefully polished fluorites were embedded in the stone walls, dispelling the darkness and reflecting traces of human craftsmanship:


    A spacious three-room dwelling, a stone bed covered with animal hides, neatly arranged stone tables and stone stools, used stone pots and stoves... All these obvious masterpieces of intelligent life proved the cave owner��s taste and pursuit in life.


    Yet, at the stone table, Luo En was still somewhat dissatisfied.


    Thinking back to his days in Greece, what did he experience? Luxurious clothes, exquisite food, fine wine, and a plethora of beautiful women attending to him.


    Now, looking at his current standard of living, he had regressed from the Bronze Age to the Stone Age. To make daily-use items, he had to do it himself. Not to mention comparing with the kings of the Greek city-states, even ordinary Athenians probably had it better than him.


    This damnable Nordic God Era...


    Luo En, looking through the patterns of light on the stone walls, cursed under his breath at the blizzard outside that seemed to have lasted for countless years.


    ...


    Ever since the Divine War of ��Heavenly Destiny�� at Olympus ended, he had crossed the Chaos Sea Domain and arrived in this God Era World of Nordic.


    After some time exploring, he had roughly figured out the basic situation of the Nordic God Era:


    The current world was controlled by the Giant Clan. They were naturally aggressive and had a strong desire to reproduce, involving themselves either in fighting or breeding. Therefore, they occupied eighty percent of the living space in the Nordic God Era and revered Ymir as the Ancestor Giant.


    Yes, Ymir was the same giant who had emerged from The Great Chasm per Constantinople and had wanted to eat Luo En as a snack.


    Since Ymir did not succeed, the hungry giant wandered around the primitive Nordic God Era until he found another primitive life at the edge of the World �� the cow Oudembra.


    Thus, Ymir survived by sucking the milk of the primitive cow, and his Divinity continued to grow, which then gave rise to a strong desire to create.


    So, Ymir used his Authority, flesh, and available materials, creating the Giant Clan based on his own template, which was the reason he was revered as the Ancestor.


    With the crafting finished, the Ancestor Giant Ymir, having expended a large amount of Divinity and Divine Power, fell into a deep slumber.


    During this period, the primitive cow Oudembra discovered the third primitive life nurtured in the Nordic God Era by licking the frost from the Ice Crystals �� Buri.


    Awakened, Buri also discovered the powerful force contained in the cow��s milk and spent his days drinking the milk, enhancing his own Divinity. The giants created by Ymir were naturally no match for Buri, a primitive life, and could only watch as their cow was led away.


    However, with the awakening of the Ancestor Giant Ymir, Buri��s good days came to an end.


    To fight for the cow Oudembra��s milk and the control over the World, Ancestor Giant Ymir, along with a large group of giants, confronted Buri in a great battle, easily defeating this younger brother born later.


    The defeated Buri was not willing to give in and, after reflecting deeply, he likewise used his Authority, flesh, and available materials to create a race known as ��the gods��, making Buri the ancestor of the gods.


    In order to take back the cow Oudembra and secure a better habitat, the Divine Race led by Buri waged a prolonged Divine War against the Giant Clan led by Ymir.


    But ultimately, the younger and weaker Nordic Divine Race was no match for Ymir and the Giant Clan.


    If it were not for the Giant Clan��s inherent aggressiveness and inability to unite to annihilate the Nordic Divine Race completely, the Nordic Divine Race would have barely managed to struggle for survival and would have been wiped out.


    Nevertheless, life was still tough for the Nordic Divine Race, who could only huddle in an area less than twenty percent of the cold barren land, struggling to survive.


    This was the information Luo En had gathered about the Nordic God Era.


    As for how to accelerate the maturation of the ��Destiny Artifact�� in the Nordic God Era, harvest the ��Fate Fruit��, and then graft it onto his own Age of Greek Gods to extend its life, it was giving him a terrible headache at the moment.


    He could never have imagined that the Divine Race, which would later dominate the Nine Great Kingdoms of the Nordic World, started off in such a dire situation, nearly being exterminated by the Ancestor Giant Ymir and the Giant Clan.


    Maybe, lend a hand?


    Otherwise, waiting for the Divine Race to become strong, who knows how long it would take.


    Luo En furrowed his brows and thought for a moment before quickly making a decision.


    He could help, but he couldn��t step in personally.


    For one thing, fighting away from home, it was still unsure whether he could definitively defeat Ymir, and even if he won, it was uncertain whether Buri, the ancestor of the gods, might stab him in the back while he was weakened.


    On another note, Nordic also had The Three Fates, and meddling could cause significant issues with the attitude of ��Heavenly Destiny��.


    He was here to destroy the Nordic God Era and to harvest the ��Fate Fruit,�� making him an enemy of this world.


    Should ��Heavenly Destiny�� perceive his malicious intentions, the Nordic World, in an attempt to protect itself, might mobilize all of the forces of the Divine Era World to gang up on him, placing him in an even more passive position.


    Thus, to be safe, he had to conceal his identity and intentions and scheme in secret.


    However, before that, he needed to find a way to make contact with the Nordic Divine Race and establish a good relationship with them to covertly assist them in defeating the Giant Clan and advancing the development of the Nordic God Era and the ��Fate Fruit.��


    But, unfamiliar with the Nordic lands and with giants rampaging everywhere, how he could locate the Nordic Divine Race, currently as elusive as street rats, was something he had no clue about at the moment.

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    ?Chapter 775: Chapter 1 I, Loki, Never Lie!_2 Chapter 775: Chapter 1 I, Loki, Never Lie!_2 As Luo En was internally grappling with his headache, several streams of divine light burst through the pervasive blizzard over the freezing ice plains, causing strong tremors and barbaric roars that synchronized from outside the cave.


    Is there someone?


    A thought crossed Luo En��s mind, and he immediately concealed his figure and rushed out of the scene.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, outside the cave.


    More than a dozen robust figures cloaked in animal skins sprinted across the frosty blue ice plain, their faces showing panic and tension.


    After successfully creating a few kilometers of distance, the group on the ice plain finally dared to slow down, looking behind them timidly.


    Snowflakes as large as baby fists fluttered in the cold wind, the surroundings a vast expanse of white, with only the howling wind heard.


    ...


    ��Did we, did we lose them?��


    A burly man, relieved, patted his chest as his companions, hearing the hopeful news, also slowed their pace, breathing heavily.


    However, the leader, a tall, slender brown-haired young man, didn��t relax his guard and whispered softly, ��Don��t let your guard down, those bastards won��t give up so easily. I��ll scout ahead, let��s get out of this godforsaken place quickly!��


    Saying this, he shook the dark grey cloak on his shoulders, and two black ravens took flight, circling overhead to find a safe path.


    ��Quaa~!��


    But instantly, a piercing scream from a raven came from ahead, causing the brown-haired young man to turn pale, ��Damn, they��re in front of us!��


    ��Thud, thud!��


    Before he could finish, dozens of ice spears shot out from the blizzard, impaling several unprepared figures and brutally pinning them to the ground.


    A surge of golden-red blood instantly dyed the ground a sinister color, with dying screams and frantic cries for help erupting among the group.


    ��Meat! So much meat!��


    Amid excited murmurs, around a hundred Frost Giants, encased in ice, towering dozens of meters high and wielding ice spears, burst out from the snowstorm, grinning maliciously as they pounced towards the group on the ice plain.


    ��Split up and run!��


    The brown-haired young man shouted his final order and immediately dashed away without hesitation towards the part of the ice plain still free of any giant figures.


    His dazed companions were slow to react but eventually snapped out of it like awakening from a dream and scattered.


    But at this moment, the tall and numerous giants had already reached the front lines. They pulled the spears from the ground and excitedly snapped their massive jaws over the few unfortunate ones skewered on them.


    ��Splurt~~��


    The sounds of blood gushing and flesh tearing came, and one by one, the dying figures stopped twitching amid wails, leaving only tattered clothing and a few bone fragments hanging from the ice spears.


    Seeing such a gruesome fate befall their companions, those who had planned to fight to the death lost all courage and turned to join the fleeing group.


    ��Don��t let anyone escape!��


    One giant, the largest among them, wearing a necklace of creature skulls around his neck, roared an order, and his counterparts reluctantly abandoned their feast to fully commit to capturing these tasty prey.


    ��No, don��t! Ah!!��


    ��Get lost, you mongrel!��


    ��Save me, save... splurt!��


    With a massive numerical advantage and the benefit of the terrain, most of the fleeing group were either caught up by the faster giants or skewered on ice spears from all directions.


    Soon, only a few scattered figures were still dodging the giants on the ice plain, but the exits were blockaded by giants, and it was only a matter of time before they too were caught.


    And in an inconspicuous hollow in the mountains, a transparent humanoid figure lay motionless in a pile of snow.


    He was the first to notice the crisis and reacted instantly, the brown-haired young man.


    The cloak on his body shimmered with a floating star pattern, and his wide-brimmed hat bluish as the clear sky reflected the icy light of the snow, helping him blend into his surroundings.


    Damn! Why would there be so many Frost Giants in such a place?


    The young man in the snow pile watched as his companions were nearly wiped out on the ice plain and observed the giants gorging on the bodies, cursing inwardly.


    He was a prince of the Divine Race, sent by his father, Bao��er, with a small team to scout for a safer habitat.


    But unexpectedly, shortly after setting out, they encountered this powerful band of Frost Giants in such a remote place.


    Moreover, judging by the divine patterns and attire on them, these giants might be the Ancestor Giant Ymir��s personal army.


    Strange, why would these elites not stay in the pleasant climate of the Golden Jia Great Chasm, guarding their sacred cow and the World Tree, but roam around in this barren backwater? It surely can��t be just to intercept their little scouting team, can it?


    ��Fine, let��s not worry about the reasons now,�� Luo En thought. ��Just focus on surviving this immediate trouble.��


    The young man suppressed the frustration in his heart and lay motionless, hiding in the snow, waiting for the Giants to leave.


    Finally, after the Giants had thoroughly devoured their captured prey, they left, satisfied, scattering broken bones all around as they arranged themselves into formation and departed.


    Phew, they��re finally gone.


    I must hurry back to the camp and inform my clan about this group of Giants roaming in this area!


    As he watched the silhouettes of the Frost Giant group disappear into the blizzard, the young man with brown hair quickly shed his disguise and got up from the ground.


    However, the moment he stood up, a hand landed on his shoulder.


    Someone��s behind me!


    A chill ran through the young man as he instinctively called upon his Divine Power, ready to turn around and counterattack.


    Unexpectedly, a deep voice whispered in his ear,


    ��Look ahead!��


    Bewildered, the young man instinctively turned in the direction of the voice and was taken aback to see a returning tall figure in the swirling snow.


    Instantly, the young man shivered and obediently lay back down, continuing to maintain his hidden stance.


    The Frost Giant chief, with his ice-blue skin and a necklace of skulls around his neck, looked around the eerily silent ice field and frowned.


    ��Nothing? Was it just my imagination?��


    After a brief inspection, the Frost Giant chief finally dismissed his concerns and turned away.


    This time, the young man in the snow did not dare to rise recklessly until the voice behind him spoke again,


    ��Get up, those Frost Giants have left.��


    Hearing this, the young man finally relaxed completely, stood up from the snow, and turned to look at the mysterious person behind him.


    It was a young man with silver hair and purple eyes, strikingly handsome, and dressed impeccably��a clear contrast to the savage and unkempt Giants. Otherwise, he wouldn��t have intervened to help.


    Assured by this observation, the young man with brown hair breathed a sigh of relief and formally expressed his gratitude to the mysterious figure before him.


    ��Thank you for your help just now. I am the son of the Great God Bestra; you can call me��Odin! Who are you? I don��t recall seeing you among our kin?��


    Luo En nodded subtly, his eyes flickering with surprise.


    Odin? To stumble upon the future king of gods during the Nordic God Era?


    Isn��t this an unexpected pillow in a sleepy moment?


    With a slight smile, Luo En released a gesture of goodwill:


    ��My name is Loki, the son of the Giants Fabuti and Lafei, and not a member of the Divine Race.��


    This was an identity he had fabricated beforehand,


    in Nordic, the names Fabuti and Lafei symbolize ��Lightning�� and ��Tree�� respectively,, pointing indirectly to his real father, Zeus, the God of Thunderbolt, and the Nordic World Tree.


    Thus, although he was a trickster, he spoke true words. Even if the Three Fates themselves intervened, they might not find fault with him.


    ��You��re a giant��s son!��


    Odin responded, his expression changing slightly as he instinctively stepped back a bit.


    Luo En nodded and cheerily countered,


    ��And what of it? You seem to bear the bloodline of a Giant yourself, don��t you?��


    Odin was taken aback, then his tense expression eased somewhat.


    Right, his mother, Bestra, was indeed a Giantess who had been captured.


    Strictly speaking, he too was a descendant of the Giants.


    Therefore, bloodlines could not determine their stances; as long as they could be of use to each other, there was no reason not to cooperate and coexist.


    Seeing Odin gradually let down his guard, Luo En subtly nodded.


    Worthy of being the future Heavenly Destiny Divine King, who would rule over the Nine Great Kingdoms��his wisdom and tolerance truly were incomparable to those simple-minded Giants and deities.


    Luckily, he had found an intelligent person to interact with, so he decided to use this as his breakthrough.


    Luo En made up his mind, looked around, and kindly suggested,


    ��The Frost Giants haven��t gone far, and it��s not safe outside. Come with me to a place to hide, and you can leave tomorrow.��


    Odin thought for a moment, glanced at the pile of bones on the wasteland, nodded, and followed Luo En into a hidden cave in the distance.

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    ?Chapter 776: Chapter 2 Damn, that��s awesome! (The bonus chapter has been uploaded to the group file, help yourself) Chapter 776: Chapter 2 Damn, that��s awesome! (The bonus chapter has been uploaded to the group file, help yourself) In the cave.


    The thick stone walls blocked out the howling wind and snow, while the dim light from the fluorite stones brought a hint of warmth. Odin��s tense nerves couldn��t help but relax a little, and he began to take a serious look at his surroundings.


    The more he observed, the more surprised he became.


    Not only was the environment clean, but the furnishings and utensils also bore considerable signs of intricate carving, hardly resembling the dwelling of a giant. It looked more like a stone house meticulously crafted by the Divine Race.


    No, it even surpassed the living standard of the Divine Race.


    His fellow clansmen at most polished simple stone tools and sewed coarse animal skins; both aesthetically and technically, they couldn��t compare to the son of a giant before him.


    ��Are you really of Giant bloodline? I��ve never seen a giant with such a penchant for luxury like you.��


    ...


    Odin glanced at Luo En beside him, his eyes reflecting doubt.


    Luo En gave a slight smile and counter-asked,


    ��Are you really of Deities bloodline? A deity who chooses to flee instead of fighting to the death against a formidable enemy, I��m seeing for the first time as well.��


    Their eyes met and an unspoken smile appeared on their faces.


    Alright, there are always misfits in every group, and they were clearly among them.


    After ending the brief probing, Odin followed Luo En into the inner hall.


    As soon as they entered, the aroma of food wafted over, and his gaze was irresistibly drawn to the preserved meats and smoked fish on the storage shelf, his Adam��s apple involuntarily moving.


    Seeing Odin��s reaction, Luo En extended an invitation,


    ��The Frost Giants outside probably won��t leave anytime soon, so sit down, have some food, and rest for a bit.��


    Already starving, Odin gladly accepted, sat down at the stone table, and began to dig into the dishes Luo En served.


    The moment the food touched his taste buds, Odin was conquered by the delicious flavors and exclaimed sincerely,


    ��Brother, your cooking skills are unparalleled! Compared to you, the food those women in the tribe make is practically swill!��


    As Luo En humbly concurred, he presented new dishes and through casual conversation gleaned a general understanding of the Divine Race��s situation from Odin.


    The situation was worse than he thought.


    In this God Era World of ice and fire, not only was the environment extremely harsh, but resources were also scarce; everything depended on plundering.


    If one couldn��t outfight the giants, then it meant competing with one��s own people.


    Due to the lack of sufficient resources and living space, the number of the Divine Race always struggled to increase and had even begun to show a clear downward trend as the giants proliferated unchecked.


    If this continued, it wouldn��t be long before deities became a thing of history.


    It was precisely because of this, that Odin, the grandson of the god-ancestor Buri, was sent out to lead an expedition to explore the outside world, looking for a new haven for the weakening Divine Race.


    ��It really is unfortunate. This place used to be peaceful until a powerful troop of Frost Giants suddenly appeared, and each seemed to be a direct descendant of the Ancestor Giant Ymir.��


    Odin spoke, his expression turning gloomy.


    Although he was the grandson of the god-ancestor Buri, he wasn��t overly favored or respected since he preferred using his brain over brawn, marking him as an outlier among his tribe.


    Otherwise, he wouldn��t have been thrown out to lead such a hazardous exploration mission.


    He hadn��t expected the mission to remain incomplete and nearly lost his life.


    Moreover, with more than a dozen people sent out and only he coming back alive, he had no idea how to explain to his tribespeople.


    With no place to vent his frustrations, Odin had no choice but to focus his energy on the food in front of him and began to gorge himself.


    Even the two ravens on his shoulder were attracted by the scent of the food and hopped onto the table, joyfully pecking at the meat on the bones.


    Luo En, however, did not hesitate to bring out his stored food, warmly hosting his unfortunate Divine Race ��friend.��


    Because the formidable troop of Frost Giants on the ice plains was most likely drawn there by him.


    Just after arriving in the Nordic God Era, Luo En wanted to understand the situation there, so he had planned to first visit the growing World Tree and establish a connection. However, to his surprise, that area, because of its suitable environment, had become a nest for the Giant Clan.


    Before he even encountered his old adversary Ymir, he bumped into a whole array of oddly shaped giants.


    Though thanks to his formidable strength, Luo En managed to escape and even killed those giants in pursuit, this marked him by the Giant Clan.


    Subsequently, after infiltrating the Giant Clan��s lairs to gather intelligence, he naturally had some collisions with those giants.


    This back and forth meant that it was only logical for the other side to send a group of Frost Giants to trouble him.


    But, a fire at the city gates brings disaster to the fish in the moat.


    The big lugs who came for revenge didn��t find his cave hidden by Curses; instead, they ran into Odin��s exploration team head-on and took out all their frustration on these unfortunate souls.


    So, Odin and his group were just collateral damage, caught in his scheme.


    Perhaps out of a sense of compensation, Luo En even brought out his treasured delicacies to entertain Odin, the victim.


    Looking at the clear, amber liquid in the bowl, exuding a rich honey aroma, Odin couldn��t help but ask curiously,


    ��What��s this? It smells amazing!��


    ��Honey Wine! I made it, a specialty I reserve for entertaining friends. Try it and see how it tastes!��


    Luo En replied proudly, a hint of smugness in his eyes.


    Although he had gained a variety of Authority and Divine Positions through numerous breakthroughs, the God of Wine was still his original Divine Office.

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    After all, the climate and resources here were vastly different from those in the Age of Greek Gods, and using the old methods to brew might not suit the local conditions.


    Hence, after numerous trials, Luo En thought of using honey to replace grapes for fermentation, creating a uniquely flavored honey wine.


    And upon hearing the novel name ��wine,�� Odin immediately got interested. He picked up a sea bowl and tilted it back, gulping down the amber Nectar. His eyes immediately lit up.


    First came the mild sweetness, its fragrance soft and robust; then, a fiery sensation spread from the tongue into the stomach, bringing a delightful warmth; finally, a tipsy euphoria surged to his heart, making one feel as if all troubles were cast aside, gaining brief peace and extreme joy.


    Tasting the flavors in the wine, Odin excitedly requested another serving,


    ��Great stuff, give me another bowl!��


    Luo En gladly obliged, holding the jar as he poured more honey wine into the bowl.


    ...


    Before the bowl was even full, Odin couldn��t wait. He grabbed the sea bowl and tilted his head back, drinking it all in one gulp, then thumped the bowl heavily on the table,


    ��Another!��


    This repeated several times. An insatiable Odin simply put down the sea bowl, snatched the wine jar from Luo En��s hands, and drank heartily from the jar��s mouth.


    Watching this future Nordic Divine King lose his composure over wine, Luo En was not at all surprised.


    If one were to ask which mythology system had the best wine in the world? The Nordic God Era definitely had a place. In other divine systems, a God of Wine is usually under a Divine King, to curb the frenzy and intoxication brought by wine. However, in a sense, the Nordic God of Wine was Divine King Odin himself.


    For the name ��Odin�� implied ��the drunken god,�� and besides him, there was no role for a God of Wine among the Nordic gods.


    Furthermore, the initial creation of honey wine and its priestly usage were also related to Odin. Nearly all heroes in the Nordic epics loved honey wine, and if you wished to be a famous mortal king, you��d need to build a great hall for drinking honey wine. If a hero visited your hall and drank your honey wine, he was morally obligated to protect you with force.


    Thus, it is no exaggeration to say that in the culture conveyed by Nordic mythology, wine represented authority, family, wisdom, poetry, military service, and Fate.


    Considering these reasons, Luo En naturally wanted to take the initiative, securing the authority of the Nordic God of Wine for himself to facilitate his future plans.


    Seeing Odin, oblivious to being openly deceived, Luo En felt a tinge of guilt and thus generously brought out several more jars of honey wine for Odin to enjoy.


    Having just been saved, and warmly hosted, Odin��s fondness for Luo En skyrocketed, and he expressed emotionally,


    ��Loki, you are closer to me than my own clan brothers, I really don��t know how to repay your kindness.��


    At these words, Luo En felt somewhat embarrassed.


    As someone planning to destroy the Nordic God Era and seize the Fate Fruit, saving Odin and offering him wine were not done with good intentions.


    With the few scruples he had, Luo En coughed and made an evasive comment,


    ��Talking about repayment is too formal. I just feel we get along well. Having a sensible deity like you around might make this World a better place.��


    An obviously drunk Odin trembled in excitement at these words, feeling an impulse of regret for not having met sooner.


    A true confidant!


    What do those battle-focused Giants and deities understand? How can you build a better world with such brutes?


    The world can be conquered by force but can��t be governed by it!


    The reason why the world under the Ancestor Giant Ymir and the Giant Clan didn��t improve, but rather became a haze of gloom, was precisely because of this!


    The more Odin thought about it, the more excited he became. His gaze towards Luo En warmed, and in a moment of impulsivity, he grabbed Luo En��s arm and loudly declared,


    ��Loki, I��ve decided, I want to make a blood pact with you, to become true brothers!��


    ��This is a bit...��


    ��From now on, whatever is mine will definitely be yours too!��


    ��Big brother! Let��s not talk anymore. From now on, we are brothers of different fathers and mothers!��


    Luo En gripped Odin��s arm, looking sincerely committed.


    Acknowledge a big brother, and later on, split benefits equally? This deal was a sure win since Odin only mentioned sharing his part; Luo En hadn��t agreed to do the same.


    Yours is mine, and mine is still mine? Who wouldn��t agree to such favorable terms?


    And once Odin accepted his Heavenly Destiny and became the god king of the Nordic World, having that status would make it much easier to undermine the Nordic World.


    At this moment, hearing that his dear brother had agreed to the blood pact, an excited Odin immediately proceeded with Luo En to perform the blood ceremony.


    The so-called ��blood pact�� was a tradition of the Divine Race. The specific ritual involved creating a large archway with two semicircular pieces of sod, placing a long spear in the center, then blood-unrelated oath-makers entering the arch and cutting themselves, mixing their blood on the ground, declaring vows to the ancestor Buri, and finally, shaking hands to conclude and become brothers.

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    This was a rather solemn and sacred ritual, and any party who broke the oath would be cursed by Fate.


    After completing the process according to the traditions of the Nordic Divine Race, Luo En had a thought and took out the Golden Holy Grail from the Magic Circle Diagram, filled it with Honey Wine, and dripped his and Odin��s Divine Blood into the wine:


    ��From now on, our bond is thicker than water, our bloodlines connected!��


    With the solemn proclamation, Luo En lifted the cup and drank half of the Honey Wine.


    Odin instantly understood, took the golden cup, and heartily drained the other half of the Honey Wine mixed with their Divine Blood:


    ��Our bond is thicker than water, our bloodlines connected!��


    Hearing the same vow, Luo En completely let his guard down.


    With the double assurance of the Nordic blood oath and Greece��s Sacred Words, it wouldn��t be so easy for Odin to go back on his word in the future.


    ...


    But looking at the future Divine King of the Norse, who was unwittingly outmaneuvered by him again, Luo En felt a bit remorseful, so he fetched a few more jars of Honey Wine to entertain his freshly sworn brother:


    ��Come on, drink up, I��ve still got plenty in stock.��


    Odin gladly accepted, drinking jar after jar of Honey Wine down his throat.


    Of course, with such a vigorous drinking method, it didn��t take long for Odin to be dead drunk, collapsing onto the table with a deep snore.


    ~~


    The next day, at dawn.


    A chill ran down his neck and sensing danger, Odin sat up sharply from the bed.


    Seeing the curved purple blade at his neck, Odin��s face changed, and he looked at Luo En in front of the bed with a flickering gaze:


    ��Brother, what are you doing?��


    ��Just a wake-up call...��


    Luo En smiled, casually withdrew the purple blade from Odin��s neck, and pointed to a pile of empty wine jar shards on the floor, earnestly advising.


    ��While wine is good, indulging in it can easily lead to trouble. If I had really plotted against you, you would probably be dead by last night.��


    Upon hearing this, Odin shook his somewhat groggy head, sensing the sporadic memories and the strange, uncontrollable state after getting drunk, and nodded somewhat fearfully.


    Indeed, once drunk, he was an utterly defenseless target.


    In such a state, even a toddler who had just learned to walk could pick up a rock and kill him.


    ��I never thought such a delicious and gentle thing could have such a dangerous side,�� Odin murmured with a sigh, feeling somewhat conflicted.


    Luo En shook his head and countered with a smile: ��Everything has two sides; if used well, this ��danger�� can become a ��weapon.''��


    Odin��s heart skipped as he heard this:


    ��Does wine also work on Giants?��


    ��I am a Giant, and you too have half of a Giant��s bloodline.��


    Luo En nodded with a smile, affirming.


    Odin��s breath quickened as he continued to inquire:


    ��What about the Ancestor Giant, can Honey Wine also make them drunk?��


    ��In theory, it��s possible, as long as the amount of wine consumed is sufficient.��


    ��How much more Honey Wine do you have?��


    At this time, Odin��s voice was trembling.


    ��There are still a dozen or more jars left in the storeroom.�� Luo En glanced at Odin, who seemed a bit disappointed, and added meaningfully, ��However, if we have the ingredients, I can make as much as you want.��


    Hearing this, Odin excitedly leaped out of bed:


    ��What about those Frost Giants outside?��


    ��They have moved on, and the snowstorm has lessened quite a bit.��


    ��Great! I��m going to take a few jars of your wine back to my people right now, they��re sure to love it!��


    Odin tried to maintain his composure, laying a heavy hand on the shoulder of his dear brother. His eyes gazed at Luo En, his sworn brother, with an indescribable warmth and fondness.


    ��Don��t worry, I won��t shortchange you. Whatever you fancy, whatever materials you need, just tell me, and I��ll bring them all next time we meet. You just exchange them for this kind of Honey Wine, however much you want, I��ll take. The more, the better!��


    ��Alright, if you like it, I��ll brew more.��


    Luo En smiled and nodded, watching as Odin dashed out of the cave, his figure gradually disappearing into the snowstorm.


    Not bad, he��s catching on quickly.


    Musing to himself, Luo En picked up his cup and sipped the warm Honey Wine, looking thoughtfully out at the God Era World veiled in ice and fire.


    The curtain had lifted, and the play was about to begin...

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    ?Chapter 779: Chapter 3 High-Level Green Tea Chapter 779: Chapter 3 High-Level Green Tea Several dozen days later, Odin paid another visit.


    Upon entering the cave, he gave his newly acquainted blood-brother a big hug, with his face so full of excitement and joy that it was overflowing:


    ��Loki, the mead you brewed is fantastic! The jars I brought back to our clan didn��t even touch my lips��they were all snatched up by the kinsfolk who got a taste of it. As soon as the blizzard stopped, they gathered all the items you wanted, and begged me to come and exchange with you!��


    As Odin spoke, his spear traced several robust lines on the ground with gentle taps.


    The saltpeter from Mist Country, the ores from Fire Country, the skins and meat of Magic Beasts, the bones of Giants...a vast array of unique products from the Nordic Divine Era and some materials needed for brewing poured out of the brightening Magic Circle Diagram, nearly filling up half of the storeroom in the cave.


    There was even a small bottle of milk from the primeval cow Audumbla.


    Such precious items being offered for exchange proved just how popular honey wine was among the Divine Race.


    A glint appeared in Luo En��s eyes as he showed a troubled expression:


    ��You��ve offered too much; the honey wine in my storeroom is far from sufficient.��


    ...


    Upon hearing this, Odin laughed heartily:


    ��No worries, just use these materials to brew, that��ll do. When the honey wine is ready, I��ll bring people to collect it!��


    During their conversation, his satisfaction with his blood-brother grew.


    Setting aside the fact that he had saved his life, his reaction to the treasure spread before him wasn��t that of insatiable greed; he was straightforward in ensuring fairness, proving himself a worthy friend indeed.


    Thinking this, Odin removed a silver pendant from his chest, placing it in Luo En��s hand:


    ��This is my share. You saved me last time and even treated me to that much honey wine. I��ve yet to formally thank you; consider this a token of my gratitude.��


    Seeing that refusal was futile, Luo En reluctantly accepted it and lowered his gaze to observe the gift.


    The main material was mithril, and its design was unique. Three overlapping arcs formed a shape resembling leaves interconnected (similar to the Holy Symbol on the Thunder God��s Hammer).


    Three-Branch Rune?


    Remembering the esoteric knowledge accumulated in his mind, Luo En looked at the medallion in his hand with a trace of surprise.


    This was a widely used Holy Symbol in Nordic culture, often serving as a token of protection and blessing.


    Moreover, the Three-Branch Rune was also interpreted as a sign of the Trinity, especially after the Celtic cultural revival in the 19th century; it became a Christian emblem. For Christians, the three branches represented the Trinity: one God in three persons.


    Receiving such a symbolically rich item from Odin left Luo En feeling inexplicably complex.


    Continuing to observe, he made another discovery.


    ��What is this?��


    Luo En, pointing at the three Runes etched onto the leaves, asked out of curiosity.


    Although referred to as Runes, they were really crude primitive Divine Pattern lines.


    After all, the Nordic Divine Era of the present was ancient, and Odin had yet to understand the complete system of Runes from the World Tree, hence the incompleteness of the Nordic rune system.


    In response to his good brother��s question, Odin replied candidly:


    ��Well, it��s thanks to you. Grandfather and Father were quite satisfied with the honey wine I brought back. They didn��t scold me but instead blessed me with a new Divine Name and Authority?��


    ��You can even bestow it again?�� Luo En was somewhat surprised.


    Odin nodded affirmatively, answering solemnly:


    ��For deities, a name is not just an identity but a manifestation of Authority; they represent different essences.��


    Listening, Luo En nodded thoughtfully.


    In ancient times, a name was often related to a person��s profession, identity, or capabilities, as in the case of the Giant parents he mentioned: one symbolizing the Thunderbolt, the other symbolizing the great tree.


    Through further questioning, Luo En learned from Odin the pronunciation and meaning of the three Divine Names.


    They were Odin, Willie, and Ve. Together they formed the complete identity of the future Nordic Divine King.


    Among these, Odin stood for the Divine; Willie symbolized Spirit; and Ve meant Will. Clearly, this implied that Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao��er wished for the Divine Race to walk toward a divine and glorious future under Odin��s leadership.


    It appeared that the two rulers of the Divine Race had, in some sense, acknowledged his status as the heir after the honey wine Odin previously brought back, and each bestowed upon him powerful authority and expectations.


    However, this sense of de?ja? vu made Luo En think of the famous Trinity concept of the future.


    Together with the Three-Branch Rune in his hand, which had a myriad of connections to himself, his mood grew even more complex,


    Originally, he was just planning to set a trap for the Nordic Divine Race, to instigate a clash between the Nordic Divine Race and the Giant Clan.


    Now, before any signs of conflict had emerged, he inadvertently gave a significant enhancement to the future Nordic Divine King Odin, shaping him into a conceptual deity of the Trinity.


    Moreover, this change seemed to be an inevitable accord with historical facts.


    ��`


    Perhaps, the Heavenly Destiny of the Nordic World was at play, mysteriously guiding events.


    Tch, why is it so difficult to sabotage something?


    As Luo En was muttering to himself, Odin, mistaking his brother-in-arms for considering the gift too precious to accept, heartily patted Luo En��s shoulder and laughed aloud,


    ��Take it, if it weren��t for your help, I would have barely made it back alive, let alone earned the recognition of my grandfather and father. I hope this amulet imbued with Divine Power can protect you from any evil harm!��


    Hearing Odin��s earnest words, Luo En gave a dry laugh, nodded, and deftly changed the subject,


    ��I will make the honey wine for you as soon as possible and let you know when it��s done.��


    ��How about 30 days? I��ll bring people to collect it then?��


    ��Are you in such a hurry to take action?��


    ��Yes...��


    Odin had just responded when he suddenly realized something was amiss and forced a stiff smile.


    ��What are you talking about?��


    ��Heh, I make the honey wine. From the moment you asked me if this wine could intoxicate Ymir, I had a vague idea of what you intended to do with it. Did you really think you could fool me?��


    Luo En shook his head with a sneer, looking at the silver amulet in his hand, he smiled faintly and said,


    ��Besides, a few jars of honey wine are hardly enough to make the Ancestor Giant Buri and Divine King Bao��er suddenly place high hopes on you and shower you with favors. It must be that some decision of yours affects the entire future of the Divine Race, which explains their complete change of attitude towards you.��


    Upon hearing this, Odin��s expression fluctuated, and he cautiously looked at his blood-oath brother, his right hand unconsciously gripping his spear tighter.


    Luo En rolled his eyes at his ��good brother�� and huffed with annoyance, ��What are you nervous about? If I wanted to snitch, I wouldn��t have agreed to brew the wine for you.��


    With these words, Odin��s tense body instantly relaxed, half relieved and half terrified, he looked at his good brother,


    ��You almost scared me to death! If you really planned to snitch, today, only one of us might have survived.��


    Luo En just smiled, neither confirming nor denying.


    Subsequently, as Odin��s emotions calmed down, he looked at his blood-oath brother with a frown and asked the question on his mind,


    ��Why did you decide to help me?��


    ��Who made us drink Blood Wine, swearing oaths not to harm or betray each other?��


    Luo En replied irritably, seemingly regretful,


    ��I can��t just watch you go to your death, can I?��


    At these words, Odin��s face showed sudden embarrassment, and a strong sense of guilt surged in his heart.


    Initially, the blood pact he made with the other party, becoming brothers, was just a spur-of-the-moment thing while drunk, really not based on much real affection.


    But, unexpectedly, the son of a Giant before him truly regarded him as a brother, knowing full well that he aimed to make a move on Ancestor Giant Ymir, and still didn��t snitch.


    On impulse, Odin slapped his thigh and turned to walk outside the cave,


    ��Brother, say no more! I��m going back to tell grandfather and father that you��re not around, and the honey wine can��t be made. We��ll discuss later how to deal with Ymir and those Giants.��


    Luo En grabbed Odin��s arm in one swift movement and retorted with a cold huff,


    ��Do you think you can withstand the wrath of Ancestor Giant Buri and Divine King Bao��er?��


    ��...��


    Odin��s step froze, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, as he bitterly smiled with regret,


    ��If only I hadn��t been too clever for my own good, telling grandfather and father about using honey wine to deal against Ymir and the Giant Clan. Now we both are in a difficult position.��


    ��Does a difficult position mean we just give up? If we delay any longer, your Divine Race will be on the brink of extinction. Enough said, I will get the honey wine made as quickly as possible, but as for how effective it will be against the Ancestor Giant Ymir, you��ll have to test it yourselves.��


    Luo En patted Odin��s shoulder with a brother��s resolve to go through thick and thin.


    Upon hearing this, Odin felt even more remorse,


    ��What will happen to you if we make a move on Ymir?��


    ��I am your blood-oath brother, do you think if another Divine Race takes over, you would mistreat me?��


    ��Absolutely not!��


    Spurred by these words, Odin promptly thumped his chest and vowed,


    ��As long as I��m here, the Divine Race will always have a place for you!��


    As a forthright Nordic god, Odin had never encountered such high-level manipulation from Greece, and now he was completely ensnared.


    ��`

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    ?Chapter 780: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods�� Mischief (6.1k) Chapter 780: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods�� Mischief (6.1k) ��Alright, with your words, I am reassured. Come and collect the honey wine in 30 days.��


    Having received the promise he wanted, Luo En confidently assured and kindly reminded,


    ��However, before you take official action, I suggest you acquire a few Frost Giants with the bloodline of the Ancestor Giant, Ymir, and test the effects of the honey wine.��


    Odin nodded earnestly, taking to heart the advice of his good brother, yet he couldn��t help but feel a bit worried,


    ��Being of the Giant Clan, is it really okay for you to help us like this?��


    ��You think I��m living alone in a cave for no reason? My own kind may not be friends, and alien races may not be enemies.��


    Luo En ambiguously explained, then looked up towards the blizzard outside the cave, and mused thoughtfully,


    ��Moreover, if you could overthrow the Ancestor Giant, it might also be a good thing.��


    ��Good thing?��


    Luo En nodded slightly, his gaze becoming profound,


    ��In the Chaos Sea Domain, there exists a magic beast known as the ��Great Whale��. Its body is so massive that it spans tens of thousands of miles, and every creature in the deep sea serves as its food. Yet, when it dies, it��s not the end of all life, but the beginning of many new lives. Countless deep-sea creatures feed on its flesh, rest on its bones, and replenish themselves with its magic power, forming a more flourishing ecosystem. When one whale falls, myriad beings thrive��such is the way.��


    ...


    ��Likewise, our world has similarly vital beings. It��s like a towering tree whose canopy overshadows the entire sky, absorbing all the dew and rain; its roots spread across the land, consuming all the nutrients. With it around, do you think the other trees have space to grow?��


    Odin looked thoughtful and slowly spoke,


    ��Are you talking about Ymir?��


    Luo En slightly nodded, his profound gaze growing even deeper,


    ��Ymir has monopolized the milk of the primordial cow and the warm regions of Ginnungagap, forbidding all deities and giants from coming near, and has been lavishly nurturing himself with the resources of the God Era World. During his rule, instead of further developing, our world has deteriorated. Consider this: giants lacking food, hunt the Divine Race; the Divine Race perishes, and the Giant Clan infights... If this continues, by the time the entire God Era World is emptied and hollowed out by Ymir and those unrestrained giants, we will probably face the twilight of all. By then, neither deities, giants, you, nor I can escape a fate worse than destruction.��


    Odin, listening to this good brother, connecting the situation of the Divine Race, seemed to foresee the ��twilight�� of the gods and the world, and shivered at the future described by Luo En.


    ��So, we need to cut down this great tree, to allow the entire forest beneath it to continue to grow and flourish?��


    Luo En nodded and replied openly,


    ��That��s also why I haven��t planned on stopping the Divine Race��s self-rescue and am willing to help you and your people. But as a son of a giant, this is all I can do. Do you understand, Odin?��


    Odin nodded earnestly to his blood-bonded brother, his eyes brimming with admiration and respect.


    He had thought all giants were cruel and bloodthirsty freaks; he did not expect such a visionary wise man among the Giant Clan.


    ��Rest assured, I promise you, even if the Divine Race defeats the Giant Clan, we will not annihilate them; we will strive to create a world where all life can continue.��


    Odin patted this giant brother��s shoulder, solemnly promising.


    ��I believe you.�� Luo En smiled and nodded, not doubting the promise of the future Nordic Divine King.


    Setting aside the Divine Grade, once Odin ascended, as he himself had said, he really created a shared world for the Nine Great Kingdoms, without annihilating the Giant Clan, their ancestral enemies; instead, he continued to act against the ��twilight of the gods��.


    After a brief exchange, Odin embraced his good brother to say goodbye and then hurried back to his people.


    Due to the surge of giants, the days of the Divine Race were becoming increasingly untenable, food growing scarcer, almost completely lacking the space to survive. They needed to make a decisive move before the next severe winter arrived.


    With both his grandfather and father seeing hope for victory, having bestowed great power upon him, he still had much to do.


    Watching Odin��s figure retreating into the blizzard, turning his head three times with each step, until he eventually disappeared in the distance, Luo En caressed the silver amulet in his hand and shook his head in secret.


    How quickly he had opened up all the secrets of himself and the Divine Race, who could have thought that Odin and he had only met twice?


    Compared to himself, a Greece tea master of great experience, the future Nordic Divine King was still too young and inexperienced.


    Of course, it��s also possible that the Divine Race had truly reached a point of desperate straits, and he had no choice but to seize every opportunity and make a bold move.


    Well then, let��s lend a brother a hand.


    Luo En cut open the palm of his right hand, soaking the materials for brewing honey wine with Divine Blood, further enhancing the honey wine��s potency, and then buried his head in the familiar brewing process.


    ~~


    As time flew, the 30 days passed in a blink of an eye.


    Odin arrived as scheduled at the cave where Luo En lived, officially coming to collect the goods, followed

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    ?Chapter 781: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods�� Mischief (6.1k)_2 Chapter 781: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods�� Mischief (6.1k)_2 At Odin��s introduction and request, the accompanying young deities bowed to Luo En one by one, their eyes filled with curiosity.


    Luo En understood that Odin was intentionally paving the way for him to join the Divine Race. He took the initiative to approach these young deities and even occasionally handed out some homemade rune stones and jerky to them, quickly winning their favor.


    Thus, in a harmonious and enthusiastic atmosphere, the deities loaded barrels of honey wine into the carts and drove off into the vast snowy plains.


    It was about to begin...


    Luo En, standing at the gate, muttered softly to himself and then, as everyone left, he quickly activated the nearby defensive charm before adding several concealed spells to prepare for the upcoming grand Nordic event.


    As a veteran of several Divine Wars, he certainly understood the terrifying aftermath such events could produce and was quite experienced in dealing with them.


    So, does he just take a good sleep next and wait for the Divine Race to call him to duty?


    ...


    Yawning, Luo En decisively crawled onto the stone bed and comfortably closed his eyes to rest.


    ~~


    ��Bang bang bang bang!��


    Days later, a series of dull thuds from outside the cave abruptly woke Luo En.


    He suddenly opened his eyes and activated a detection spell on his magic circle diagram. Looking outside, he saw the blood-stained snowy ground and Odin, leaning on a broken spear, his face covered in blood.


    ��Open the door! Loki, hurry up and open the door!��


    Urgent cries for help came from the cave entrance. Luo En frowned slightly and immediately deactivated the defense charm, letting Odin in.


    As soon as he entered, Odin��s trembling lips uttered a shocking piece of terrible news:


    ��They��re dead, my grandfather, my father, and those clan members I brought... all dead...��


    ��!?��


    Luo En��s face changed slightly upon hearing this.


    What happened?


    Ancestor Buri, Divine King Bao��er, and those elite members of the Divine Race gone?


    ��The honey wine didn��t work?�� Luo En instinctively asked, his gaze somewhat unfocused.


    Odin shook his head, his voice dry:


    ��No, Ymir indeed fell into a drunken stupor after consuming a large amount of honey wine, but our weapons couldn��t kill the Ancestor Giant. They only caused some superficial wounds. And when he woke up, he slaughtered all the deities who had entered his territory!��


    Immediately afterward, Odin, his face pale, added additional details of the operation, outlining the complete sequence of events.


    The overall plan of the Divine Race was commendable; they had sent a daredevil team into the territory of the Ancestor Giant Ymir, setting up a stove on an open field to cook wine and use the aroma of food and wine to lure him out.


    As expected, the instinct-driven Ymir fell for it, and after slaughtering the Divine team that had entered his territory, he sat unhesitatingly in front of the fire to enjoy his spoils.


    After eating all the food and drinking all the honey wine, Ymir did indeed pass out as planned, becoming an unguarded target.


    Seeing the opportunity ripe, Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao��er decisively led their troops out and hacked at the drunken Ymir.


    But what they hadn��t anticipated was the extreme toughness of Ymir��s body and his incredible vitality, far exceeding the Divine Race��s estimations. Their fierce attacks not only failed to kill the Ancestor Giant but instead woke him up.


    Ultimately, in a furious rage, Ymir used his overwhelming power and nearly wiped out all the deities present.


    If Odin hadn��t reacted quickly, he might have ended up sharing the same fate as his grandfather and father.


    After hearing this, Luo En was stunned.


    Ymir was such a tough cookie? That shouldn��t be the case...


    Even in the original mythology, he only managed to kill Ancestor Buri outright, with no record of utterly defeating Divine King Bao��er.


    How could a father-son duo, accompanied by a large group of deities ambushing him, be counter-killed by a drunken Ymir?


    After pondering for a moment, Luo En considered a possibility, his gaze unwavering.


    Could it be because I arrived early and awakened the World Egg where Ymir resided, causing him to be born prematurely and thereby enjoy the primeval cow��s milk alone for a long time, significantly enhancing his strength and surpassing his original self to reach an unprecedented level of power?


    Just so, in the mythology where the Divine Race was on par with the giants, they now faced near extinction. And even Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao��er had collectively faltered due to a miscalculation of the situation.


    So, did I cause the deaths of Buri and Bao��er?


    A sudden thought struck Luo En, his gaze shifting uncertainly toward his good brother Odin.


    Fortunately, Odin, having just survived a near-death experience, was still in a state of shock and hadn��t noticed the guilty expression on his good brother��s face, merely muttering incessantly on the ground:


    ��It��s over, the Divine Race is completely finished. What do we do now...��


    ��Go again!��


    The unexpected response jolted the frightened and confused Odin, who suddenly looked up in astonishment at the astounding Luo En, hardly believing his own ears.


    ��You heard right,�� Luo En affirmed with a nod, his eyes deep, ��The death of Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao��er is a fact, but Ymir wouldn��t have had an easy time in his drunken state. He is definitely in a very weakened condition. If you run now, you��ll be wasting the opportunity your grandfather, father, and clan created for you. Once Ymir sobers up and realizes he nearly died from such things, he��ll certainly be on guard next time. In a fit of rage, he might even order the giants to utterly eradicate your Divine Race!��

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    ?Chapter 782: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods�� Mischief (6.1k)_3 Chapter 782: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods�� Mischief (6.1k)_3 Hearing his good brother��s reminder, Odin gradually calmed down, but his expression was still bitter:


    ��So what? Both grandfather and father have been killed. Even if the Ancestor Giant is weak now, I��m afraid I��m no match for him.��


    ��What if he were passed out?��


    ��You mean...��


    ��Having drunk so much Honey Wine and after a high-intensity battle, what is the Ancestor Giant most likely to do once the danger is past?��


    ��Rest!��


    Luo En nodded, affirming Odin��s guess.


    The Honey Wine he drank was mixed with his Divine Blood; the effect wouldn��t fade so easily.


    ...


    Moreover, according to the Giants�� habit of eating prey raw, the fallen Divine Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao��er had most likely ended up in the belly of the Ancestor Giant, Ymir.


    Such a massive influx of Divinity into his body, along with the intoxication from the blood-infused wine seeping deep into the marrow, Ymir was bound to be more heavily intoxicated than before, sleeping even more soundly.


    On top of that, Ymir would mostly be unprepared for a counter-intuitive strike.


    In this moment, realizing this, a light sparked in Odin��s eyes; hope rekindled within the ashen depths of his pupils.


    There was still a chance! All or nothing!


    Seeing the reinvigorated Odin grabbing the broken spear and preparing to rush out of the cave to confront Ymir once and for all, Luo En held his shoulder, his eyes flickering, speaking solemnly:


    ��This time, I will join you!��


    At these words, Odin��s body trembled with excitement, gripping his good brother��s hand tightly:


    ��Brother, I...��


    ��There��s no time to lose. Let��s hurry before the commotion we caused attracts too many Giants!��


    Luo En withdrew his hand to interrupt Odin��s sentimental moment, packing up and urging them on.


    His willingness to take risks was not just to cement this mutually beneficial brotherhood; it was for the future as well.


    With Divine Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao��er fallen in battle, if Ymir were to fully absorb their Divinity and awaken from his slumber.


    By then, not to mention Odin, who bore the Heavenly Destiny of the Nordic Realm, even joining forces with him may not be enough to deal with Ymir at that time.


    Thus, this window of time was not only the last chance for the Divine Race but his last opportunity as well.


    To thoroughly resolve the great trouble that was Ymir, he could no longer stand by, he had to take the risk.


    ~~


    Under Odin��s lead, the two of them, risking it all, cautiously avoided the Giants wandering around the outskirts of the Golden Lund Chasm and entered Ymir��s territory.


    Here, close to the World Tree, the snow from the Mist Country and the hot air from the Fire Country met and mingled into clouds and rain, creating this rare warm environment.


    However, the once lush green fertile land was now littered with burnt craters from explosions and scattered white bones.


    A giant like towering mountains lay with his hugely distended belly under the World Tree, sound asleep, snoring heavily.


    Seemingly too content, he couldn��t help but belch in his sleep, a rich aroma of alcohol and the stench of blood assailing the nostrils.


    Seeing a scene that resembled a slaughterhouse all around him, Odin��s eyes turned bloodshot.


    All those unlucky souls devoured by Ymir were his kin, including his own grandfather and father.


    ��You only have one chance, don��t act on impulse!��


    The reminder from his good brother in his ear made Odin forcibly suppress the grief and fury in his heart, and, with great patience, he asked:


    ��His Divinity and Vitality are too strong; he cannot be killed by ordinary means. Do you have any way?��


    ��Since we can��t kill him, why not change our approach? Let the ��World�� kill him. How about that?��


    Luo En pondered deeply, his gaze flickering.


    After a moment��s thought, Odin asked, seemingly struck by an idea:


    ��You mean��a sacrifice?��


    Luo En nodded, his eyes deep and tranquil as he looked toward Ymir:


    ��He was born from this World and grew strong from its nourishment. If we offer him as a sacrifice to preside over a ceremony for the World, perhaps the World can gain new life from his flesh and blood, and disassemble his Life and Authority!��


    ��Brilliant idea!��


    Such a fantastic notion swept away the confusion and anxiety in Odin��s heart, as if he saw a bright path through the darkness.


    That��s right, once the sacrifice was completed, Ymir��s nearly Immortal Divinity and body would decompose and become the Foundation of a new World; this almost unbeatable Ancestor Giant would become history!


    Reaching a consensus, the two exchanged a glance and decisively moved into action.


    They first used available materials to construct a massive altar around the Ancestor Giant, Ymir, then carefully drew sacrificial Runes all over Ymir��s body.


    Since he had ingested a significant amount of Honey Wine and Divine flesh, the slumbering Ymir reacted no more to the outside world than a dead pig, and soon, his body was marked by the two jumping ��insects.��


    With the final stroke drawn, the sacrifice commenced, and Ymir��s Divinity and Immortality gradually waned, Odin and Luo En wiping the sweat from their brows in relief and returning to the front of the altar, ready for the finale of the Secret Ceremony.


    ��You do it, according to your ideas, your will; shape this World!��


    Luo En handed the curved purplish-red Cursed Blade to Odin, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation.


    Taking a deep breath, Odin holding the Cursed Blade stepped before Ymir��s head, slashing fiercely at the unprotected neck of the Ancestor Giant.


    ��Splash!��


    Instantly, a torrent of blood flowed from the wound in Ymir��s neck.

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    ?Chapter 783: Chapter 4: The Mischief that Fooled the Gods (6.1k)_4 Chapter 783: Chapter 4: The Mischief that Fooled the Gods (6.1k)_4 The Ancestor Giant, coming to his senses too late, subconsciously raised his hand to cover the wound on his neck, his eyes wide with terror as he tried unsuccessfully to stem the flow of Divine Blood.


    But it was already too late.


    As the Great Sacrifice fully activated, immense Divinity and Divine Power uncontrollably gushed from Ymir��s body, converging into a massive river of blood, sweeping all around like a raging flood.


    Since the blood of the giants contained corrosive and destructive properties, wherever it passed, rocks and frost crystals dissolved completely. Many nearby giants drowned and were transformed into puddles of tainted blood by this ancestral blood, further expanding the scale of the bloody tide.


    Soon, Ymir��s blood filled The Great Chasm of Kinlun, forming a vast ocean. The eastern and western ends of the ocean split into two realms, which would later become the Giant Country Jotunheim and the dwelling place of the Warner Divine Race called Valhalla.


    The Secret Ceremony continued to operate, and Ymir��s now inactive and immortal body floated atop the sea of blood, becoming the land itself. His bones turned into mountains, his hair into forests. His skull settled onto the ground and became the sky, his brain became clouds, and his shattered teeth turned into stones scattered across the land. His eyebrows solidified into a robust wall surrounding the new world, shielding it from the incursion of frost and flames.


    The World Tree, situated beside Ymir��s corpse, underwent the most significant transformation.


    ...


    Having absorbed the vast divinity of the Ancestor Giant, the World Tree surged upwards, gradually dividing the world into nine distinct regions for the habitation of different life forms in the future.


    Its swaying branches called forth flames from the Fire Country Muspelheim, which condensed to form the shapes of heavenly bodies like the sun, the moon, and stars, bringing light to this dim world.


    A gentle Light Rain fell, dissipating the perpetual blizzards and flames in the sky, and the world that had undergone the sacrifice was changing drastically.


    Atop the World Tree, Odin slowly opened his eyes, gazing down at the floating islands below, rich with fertile soil and babbling streams, and engulfed by dense foliage, feeling an unmatched thrill and pride in his heart.


    He had actually defeated the Ancestor Giant Ymir and created a perfect habitat for the Divine Race.


    ��Loki, we don��t have to hide in caves or struggle against snowstorms for survival anymore; this will be our new home from now on!�� As Odin examined his masterpiece, he couldn��t contain his excitement and declared, ��Asgard! I have decided to call it ��Asgard!''��


    Watching his joyful brother, Luo En did not interrupt, silently bending to pick up a purple curved Cursed Blade from the ground, his gaze flickering enigmatically.


    The dagger representing ��Betrayal����the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction.


    After the war of Troy, Cassandra had returned this artifact to Luo En.


    Due to rapid changes in the situation at the time, Luo En hadn��t returned this Divine Artifact to his younger sister Medea but had kept it in his own warehouse.


    Choosing this unique Divine Artifact as the Cursed Blade for the sacrifice had certainly not been an innocent decision by Luo En.


    A ceremony marked by ��Betrayal�� is doomed never to become an everlasting foundation;


    A world born from sacrifice is destined to be destroyed by sacrifice.


    That is to say, from the very moment of its creation, this world was destined for inevitable destruction.


    ��The ��Twilight of the Gods�� would eventually arrive, and nobody could prevent it!


    The Three Fates of the Nordic realm did not intervene, indicating that even they were deceived by his scheming.


    Sorry, although everything I��ve said is true, and I��m sincerely helping you, it��s these seemingly honest deceivers who are the most dangerous.


    Because you will never know what their real purpose is, or what their real scheme is.


    Luo En looked up at an exuberant Odin descending from the clouds to share the joy with his kin, lifting the Sigil of All-Encompassing Destruction in his hand, the sinister purple blade reflecting his eyes as deep and abyssal as ever.

 Chapter 784 784 5 You Are Prohibited from Hosting Silver Parties

    ?Chapter 784: Chapter 5 You Are Prohibited from Hosting Silver Parties Chapter 784: Chapter 5 You Are Prohibited from Hosting Silver Parties Time flew by, and decades passed in the blink of an eye.


    The delicate morning light streamed through pristine clouds, casting the majestic silhouette of Asgard. The thick canopy of the World Tree Yggdrasil penetrated the heart of this divine realm, its lush branches and leaves meeting the starlight of the sky, mixing water vapor and clouds like pigments to outline a splendid rainbow around the Immortal Palace.


    Rustle~~


    A few tender twigs, mischievous as children��s hands, snuck into a temple, gently sweeping around.


    ��Achoo!��


    Luo En, lying on the wicker chair, felt a tickling sensation at the base of his nose and couldn��t help but sneeze heavily, waking up from his sleep to look helplessly at the mischievous twigs in front of him.


    After benefiting greatly from the betterment of the Great Chasm��s environment and the sacrifice of the Ancestor Giant Ymir��s divinity, the World Tree had taken quite a liking to him as its benefactor.


    So since he had taken residence in the Immortal Palace, the World Tree often lowered its branches to engage him in these intimate interactions.


    ...


    To Luo En, however, these behaviors were undeniably childlike and unavoidable.


    Rustle~~


    The drooping twigs gently swayed, several green vines coiling around Luo En��s arm, tugging outward.


    ��Alright, alright, I��m going out.��


    Sensing the growing strength of the vines, Luo En resignedly raised his hands in surrender and stood up to walk out of the temple, proceeding to patrol the borders of Asgard as usual.


    The so-called patrol was more akin to taking a leisurely stroll or walking a dog.


    The main route involved circling the World Tree��s canopy, occasionally knocking on the trunk and touching the bark to check for pests and fallen leaves. This dog-walking-like interaction was meant to let this now somewhat sentient pillar of the Nordic World feel cared for.


    Normally, due to the World Tree��s importance, this routine maintenance was overseen by Odin. However, with the Light Elves and Dark Elves of Alfheim engaged in an intense battle recently, he had to lead an intervention, leaving the care of the World Tree temporarily to his good brother Luo En.


    Counting the days, had the newly-appointed Divine King already been gone for over two months?


    Luo En sighed and came to the edge of the Immortal Palace, overlooking this godlike world, which had been completely rejuvenated.


    Since the Ancestor Giant Ymir was sacrificed, the world underwent a dramatic transformation due to the leakage of his divine power. The Nine Great Kingdoms that formed around the World Tree, along with the various races, were born from this event.


    Firstly, the Immortal Palace��Asgard.


    This was where Odin and his Asa Divine Race resided, positioned at the top of the World Tree, comprising twelve districts. According to Odin��s original design, the twelve divisions of the Immortal Palace were to be governed and managed by twelve Chief Gods wielding divine authority.


    However, due to heavy casualties sustained by the Asa Divine Race in a fierce battle with the Ancestor Giant Ymir, and most of the twelve Norse Olympians from Luo En��s memory had yet to be born, most of the Chief Gods�� temples were vacant. Only he and Odin qualified to reside there.


    Secondly, the Elf Country��Alfheim.


    After the Great Sacrifice, maggots emerged from the corpse of Ymir, and they were endowed with sentience and humanoid figures thanks to the nourishment of divinity and divine blood, giving birth to the Elf Clan. The maggots that gravitated towards the light became Light Elves, while those that shunned it became Dark Elves. The Light Elves, born exceedingly beautiful and possessing tremendous magic power, were natural spellcasters. They tended to flowers and plants and were the most light-loving and kind mimic creatures. Loved by the Pantheon of Gods, they established the Elf Country near Asgard for the Elves to dwell in. However, the Dark Elves, though kin to the Light Elves, were ostracized by the gods due to their deceitful and gloomy nature, ultimately relegated to dwell in the underground of Alfheim, leading a life devoid of sunlight.


    Faced with such disparate treatment, the Dark Elves gradually harbored resentment towards the Asa gods and their Light Elf kin, often instigating rebellions and filling the Elf Country with turmoil. Since the Light Elves were gentle and not adept at battle, the Asa Divine Race, as their protectors, were often forced to deploy military support for their delicate allies against the aggressions of the underground Dark Elves.


    For instance, Odin had gone to provide aid to the Elf Country due to the Dark Elves�� rebellions this time.


    Thirdly, Midgard��the central courtyard.


    Located at the very heart of the World Tree, hence named Midgard World, it serves as the hub connecting the Nine Great Kingdoms and the future birthplace of mankind. The tri-color Rainbow Bridge, composed of ice, fire, and air, is the passageway uniting them all.


    Fourthly, the Immortal Realm��Vanaheim.


    This realm, situated to the west of Midgard near the ocean with a warm climate, is inhabited by numerous Magic Beasts, thus becoming the Asa Divine Race��s hunting ground. However, it seems a band of outsiders has been active in that area. According to available information, they call themselves the Warner Divine Race, wielding authority over the reproduction and growth of all things within heaven and earth, mastering oceans, winds, and many mysterious spells unknown even to the Asa Divine Race. With intense nature worship, they strongly disapproved of the Asa Divine Race��s hunting practices.


    While no large-scale conflicts had occurred yet between the two factions, there have already been several frictions.


    Fifthly, Giant Country��Jotunheim.


    Positioned to the east of Midgard, this area is home to Frost Giants and Mountain Giants, mostly belonging to the former with a minority of the latter. A river named Ifing separates Asgard from Jotunheim, and the boundary between Midgard and Jotunheim is marked by a terrifying ��Iron Forest,�� which is essentially a barrier formed from Ymir��s eyebrow hairs.


    When the Great Sacrifice occurred, Divine Blood surged from Ymir, engulfing the earth and resulting in the primordial flood. Consequently, most of the original Giants were dissolved by their kin��s Divine Blood, with only a few surviving. Among them was a Giant named Beigelmier and his wife, who, with great difficulty, escaped the overwhelming deluge in a makeshift boat resembling a mortar. They reached the distant east, where they founded the Giant Country, Jotunheim, and from there, birthed a new race of Giants, vowing eternal enmity with the gods.


    The sixth, Dwarf Country��Svartalfheim.


    After the maggots on Ymir��s body transformed into Light and Dark Elves, the gods were inspired and created a race from the remains of Ymir��s flesh and blood, known as��Dwarves. Though short in stature, they possessed the strength of Giants and were tasked by the pantheon with supporting the earth. Additionally, Dwarves were skilled craftsmen, endowed with mysterious powers and profound knowledge, responsible for forging various treasures and Divine Artifacts for the gods. However, their greed was also a major flaw; to persuade them to act, the gods often had to offer substantial benefits.


    The seventh, Netherworld��Helheim.


    Located at the lowest layer of the World Tree, Helheim was a cold and foggy place, a land of eternal night, only reachable by the departed souls, and a realm for those who died from illness or old age. Here, the departed souls and the filth of the world gathered. Since the Death Goddess Hela had not yet been born, the land remained unclaimed.


    The eighth, Mist Country��Niflheim.


    This was one of the two primordial worlds that existed before all living creatures and the world itself came into being, situated to the north of The Great Chasm. It was perpetually shrouded in thick fog, blanketed by snow and ice, devoid of light, with scarce life. However, the origin of the world��s first Active Spring��Hvagmir Spring��flowed through here.


    The ninth, Fire Country��Muspelheim.


    The other of the two original worlds, located to the south of The Great Chasm. Its environment was bright and scorching, filled with Flames and light, and ablaze throughout. The extreme heat made it inhospitable to all forms of life except the Giants of Fire, thus no living creatures from other Realms could enter. The King of Fire Giants, Surtr, was also dissatisfied with his own dominion, setting his sights greedily on Midgard and the Immortal Palace.


    Currently, although Odin had perfected the Nine Great Kingdoms through the Great Sacrifice, the land that the Asa Divine Race truly controlled turned out to be only the Immortal Palace, Asgard.


    Netherworld, Midgard, and Mist Country were still unclaimed territories, but either the conditions were severe or they were contested:


    Giant Country and Fire Country were occupied by Giants who were mostly mortal enemies of the Asa Divine Race;


    The Warner Divine Race, who had migrated into the Immortal Realm, Valhalla, seemed to have designs on usurping it and would likely soon come into conflict with the Asa Divine Race;


    The Dark Elves of Elf Country were often embroiled in civil wars, requiring the Asa Divine Race to frequently send troops to quell the rebellions;


    The Dwarves of Dwarf Country were greedy and lustful, difficult to motivate without the promise of rewards...


    In summary, the Nine Great Kingdoms of the Nordic World were truly a vibrant landscape, bustling with life and competition.


    Luo En sorted through his thoughts and shook his head helplessly.


    This was the disadvantage of creating a world with a sacrifice but lacking sufficient power.


    Without a thorough conquest and exchange of power, the Nine Great Kingdoms retained many enemies of the Asa Divine Race, each one defiant and ungovernable.


    For Odin to become the true Heavenly Destiny Divine King, he would have to defeat all adversaries, make all creatures of the Nine Great Kingdoms bow before him, and let the glory of Asgard illuminate the entire God Era World.


    It had to be said, this would be an exceedingly difficult task.


    During the several decades as the Nine Great Kingdoms gradually solidified, Odin had to lead campaigns almost daily against the various unruly forces within the Nine Great Kingdoms. Since his Golden Palace was built, he spent more days away than at home.


    Sigh, ruling as a Divine King in the Nordic World, why did it feel like being caught in an endless 996 work cycle? If he wasn��t fighting, he was on his way to fight.


    Which was unlike Greece, where it was either partying or on the way to a party.


    Luo En quietly muttered to himself, feeling sorry for Odin while also nostalgically recalling his own once-decadent and luxurious life.


    ��Boom!��


    A sudden thunderous noise interrupted Luo En��s thoughts.


    He looked toward the sound and saw, to his astonishment, that outside the Immortal Palace, the Magic Barrier was rippling like water waves, and hundreds of Frost Giants with blue-green skin, wielding stone hammers and Long Spears, burst through bands of rainbow light. They marched majestically across the tri-colored crystal Rainbow Bridge, heading straight for the inner city of Asgard.


    Jotunheim��s brats were creating trouble again...


    Luo En��s expression darkened, and he reluctantly opened the Magic Circle Diagram, retrieving the Fiery Flame Demon Sword Leivatin.


    With Divine King Odin away, and most of the well-known Chief Gods of the Asa Divine Race yet to be born, it was up to him, a good brother, to temporarily take the stage.


    Seeing the sword light, fiery as Flames, rise from within the city, the panicky Asa Divine Race��s reserve forces instantly found their backbone, swiftly rallying toward the ignited area, excitedly surrounding the blood-brother of Divine King Odin, ready to face the Frost Giants at their doorstep.


    A bloody battle was about to commence.

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    A hideous giant��s head rolled on the ground, golden-blue blood gushing from the charred stump of its neck.


    Seeing their leader��s towering figure collapse with a thunderous fall, the Frost Giants couldn��t help but feel a chill in their hearts as they cursed under their breath.


    Damn dark-skinned bastard!


    They said that Odin was quelling a rebellion in Elf Country, and he had taken away the main force of the Immortal Palace. Now Asgard was like a dilapidated house; as long as the Giant Clan took the opportunity to give it a hard kick, the whole structure would collapse with a crash...


    Bullshit! What kind of monster, who had just beheaded their leader with a single sword strike, emerged from nowhere?!


    As they saw the handsome male god raise the burning crimson greatsword in his hand again and walk through the dozens of charred giant corpses, the Frost Giants felt a strong threat of death and instinctively fell back in disarray, shouting,


    ��Retreat! Retreat quickly!��


    ...


    The few Frost Giant wizards guarding outside the Rainbow Bridge heard their comrades�� transmission and hastily waved their magic wands wrapped in withered vines, chanting the obscure and difficult giant language.


    A pale blue light ribbon soared into the sky, and the transport array leading to the Giant Country Jotunheim was opened.


    The Frost Giants took this opportunity to shake off the entanglement of the Immortal Palace��s defenders, leaving behind a ground full of bodies and wounded, and they jumped into the transport channel one after another.


    Seeing the enemy forces that had invaded the Immortal Palace fleeing in total defeat, the victorious Asa Pantheon of Gods couldn��t help but let out thunderous cheers, excitedly shouting towards the figure that led them to victory:


    ��Loki!��


    ��Loki!��


    ��Loki!��


    Luo En turned around with a smile and a wave of his hand while loudly declaring:


    ��Everyone has worked hard. Today, all those who left the city to fight shall have enough honey wine!��


    Hearing this news, the Asa warriors outside the city became even more excited and quickly cleared the battlefield. They escorted Luo En back to the Immortal Palace to enjoy the delicious food and sweet honey wine.


    But those Asa warriors who hadn��t had the chance to leave the city were annoyed while also firmly deciding in their hearts.


    If those Frost Giants dared to come again, they would absolutely make a grand show of their strength and generosity with this god.


    At night, the sweet fragrance of wine and the rich scent of meat spread, converging in the main hall where the Asa warriors were either eating roasted meat in large mouthfuls, toasting and drinking honey wine, or boasting about how many Giants they had killed... The hall was filled with loud but joyful noises that filled the entire Glazheim Temple.


    Since the humans of Midgard had not yet been born, and the most bustling Heroic Spirit Hall had not been established, Odin��s Golden Palace, although large in size, was not suitable for hosting guest due to its special and sacred nature.


    Therefore, the Asa Divine Race warriors usually gathered and celebrated in the temple known as ��Glazheim��, while the Goddesses preferred the quieter and more elegant ��Vangelf�� Temple.


    And as the former God of Feasts, both temples were currently under Luo En��s management.


    That is to say, whether it was to have a wine party or a silver party, he was the one who called the shots.


    But in order not to be blamed for the future decay of Nordic customs, Luo En only provided drinks and food, resolutely prohibiting any form of collective silver chaos in the two temples he managed.


    Watching the atmosphere on the field heat up, Luo En, who was in charge of the banquet, couldn��t help but be infected. He picked up a horn cup and walked through the hall, enjoying this foreign celebration.


    ~~


    Several days later.


    As soon as Odin returned from the Elf Country with his troops, he gave Luo En a big hug as he rushed into the temple:


    ��Loki, my good brother, I made the right choice entrusting the Immortal Palace to you!��


    ��Your mouth is sweet as honey, looking around the moment you enter the door. You are just craving my honey wine, aren��t you?��


    Luo En joked while pouring Odin a cup of steaming honey wine and passing it over.


    Odin laughed heartily and complimented as he grabbed the cup and drank deeply:


    ��Ha-ha, worthy indeed of being the God of Tricks and Wisdom praised by all the Asa people��you can��t hide anything from you.��


    ��When did I get these two titles?��


    Luo En blinked, somewhat curious.


    Odin wiped the liquor from his beard and replied with a loud laugh:


    ��You designed and killed the nearly invincible Ancestor Giant Ymir, foresaw and thwarted the conspiracy of the Frost Giants and Dark Elves to overturn the Immortal Palace... With such wisdom, such foresight, shouldn��t you be called that?��


    ����Wisdom,�� I understand, but ��tricks�� doesn��t seem like a good word, right?��


    ��Can��t help it; after all, we didn��t win against Ymir outright. The method of finally defeating that Ancestor Giant wasn��t exactly honorable.��


    ��Then why am I the God of Tricks?��


    ��You deserve the credit!��


    ��...��


    Luo En��s face turned dark as he asked grumpily,


    ��Besides wisdom and tricks, what else do they call me behind my back?��


    ��There are many, such as ��Fire God��, ��Honey Wine God��, ��Master of Joy and Feasts.''��


    Odin counted on his fingers, explaining the reasoning behind each title.


    Fire God because Luo En held the Fiery Flame Demon Sword and defeated the Frost Giants��this heroic image earned him his title;


    Honey Wine God because Luo En brewed delicious honey wine that nearly all denizens of Asgard were crazy about;


    And as for the Master of Joy and Feasts, there was no need to say more��it was mainly because he was the person in charge of the gatherings of the Asgardian gods.


    Luo En nodded slightly after listening.


    Thankfully, there were no bad words; this proved that his image was still quite good among the people of Asgard.


    Meanwhile, Odin, who wasn��t satisfied after a cup of honey wine, took off his cumbersome golden armor, grabbed the wine jar on the table, and sat opposite Luo En to drink heartily.


    Looking at the dried red and black blood stains on the inner side of Odin��s robe, Luo En frowned slightly,


    ��You��re injured? What, was this Dark Elves rebellion troublesome?��


    ��Don��t mention it...��


    Odin put down the wine jar and waved his hand with a bitter smile,


    ��Those unruly Dark Elves have thoroughly clashed with the Immortal Palace. Not only do they refuse to acknowledge the Asa Divine Race��s creation achievements, but they somehow colluded with an Underworld Evil God and chose to serve her as their master.��


    ��Underworld Evil God?��


    ��Mhm, she has the appearance of half-human, half-spider, and calls herself Spider Goddess Rose. This creature particularly enjoys sending her Dark Elves to the surface to capture Light Elves and other races for living sacrifices. Her strength may not be extremely powerful, but she��s troublesome in the special dungeon environment. When I just arrived in the Elf Country, I was unguarded and she tricked me into her underground tunnels, and I carelessly took a few hits.��


    ��Did you deal with her?��


    ��Not yet, I��ve only driven back the Dark Elves and those creatures to the deep recesses of the dungeon, temporarily sealing the entrance.��


    Odin said this, scratching his disheveled long hair with a sense of helplessness.


    Since the creation of the world through sacrifice was somewhat a shortcut, parts of Ymir��s will and Divinity, though disassembled, still remained and gave birth to abominations like the Poison Dragon Hognid, Hellhound Gam, and Spider Goddess Rose from the decaying body.


    Inheriting Ancestor Ymir��s resentment and unwillingness, these creatures were filled with malice towards this newborn world, constantly plotting the destruction of the Nine Great Kingdoms and the return to nothingness.


    This posed a serious interference to the unity and prosperity of Asgard.


    Luo En��s gaze flashed, solemnly reminding Odin,


    ��With faith and organization, and even considering an alliance with the Frost Giants, this group of Dark Elves is no longer just ordinary rebels; significant action must be taken! Moreover, though underground, they are closer to the main trunk of the World Tree. If they lay hands on this Sacred Tree that supports the Nine Great Kingdoms, the consequences would be unimaginable.��


    Odin nodded in agreement but spoke with a sense of helplessness:


    ��I understand all that, but where do we get more hands?��


    Even though he ruled over Asgard and had the achievements of creation, enemies of the Asa Divine Race were almost everywhere.


    The Fire Giants of the Fire Country, the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants of Giant Country, and the restless outsiders from Valhalla... With these powerful opponents yet to be dealt with, where could he find the energy to contend with a minor faction of Dark Elves?


    Perhaps...


    The corners of Odin��s eyes twinkled as he looked meaningfully at his clever brother, who seemed always capable of creating miracles.


    ��Loki, do you have any idea?��


    ��Short of personnel? Then we can create some.��


    ��Create?��


    ��Yes, create a new breed of life in the image of the gods, reduce their Divinity, increase their reproductive ability, and let them rapidly proliferate upon the earth, providing a continuous supply of soldiers for Asgard.��


    Luo En spoke and, dipping his finger in honey wine, outlined the contour and location of the Nine Great Kingdoms on the table, continuing to add,


    ��It��s best to settle them in the Midgard World. Not only is it hospitable here, but it��s also a hub connecting the Nine Great Kingdoms. Once they establish themselves here, they can act as Asgard��s buffer and outpost while isolating the Frost Giants, Fire Giants, Dark Elves, and the Warner Divine Race from each other, making it easier for us to deal with them one by one.��


    ��Great idea, let��s go now!��


    Odin was very pleased with the suggestion, feeling a strong desire to create welling up inside him.


    Thus, he quickly set aside his half-finished jar of wine, took his resourceful brother, and crossed the Rainbow Bridge to the Midgard World.


    The azure sea washed onto the beach, and two pieces of driftwood floated ashore.


    One from an ash tree, the other from an elm tree.


    As if Fate itself had decreed it, Odin instinctively picked up the wood, vaguely seeing human figures hidden in the grains of the wood, and then reached back in contemplation,


    ��Cursed Blade!��


    Luo En��s gaze flashed, taking out the Cursed Blade from the Magic Circle Diagram, the one that presided over the original sacrifice, and handed it to Odin.


    Taking the Cursed Blade, Odin held his breath, focused, and followed a voice in his mind as he carved the ash tree wood into a man and the elm tree wood into a woman.


    However, after the craft was complete, the two wooden figures still had no breath of life.


    ��Let me try.��


    Luo En stepped forward in contemplation, took off the silver triangular amulet that Odin had given him from his chest, and squeezed it firmly.


    Golden-red blood soaked the amulet, and the names of the Trinity lit up, blessing the two wooden figures in turn.


    ��Odin�� granted them life and breath, ��Willie�� granted them spirit and wisdom, and ��Ve�� granted them body heat and the senses of the face.


    And so, the beings named ��Humans�� were born.


    The man was named by Odin as Aske; the woman was named by Luo En as Epora.


    ��Loki, teach them how to survive on earth. As for making this world prosper, I seem to have some premonition, and I need to return to the Immortal Palace!��


    After dropping these words, Odin hurried off across the Rainbow Bridge.


    Watching his figure disappear amidst the flowing light, Luo En��s eyes gradually deepened.


    The premonition of the world��s prosperity?


    Could it be, with the world��s completion, the Norn, the three goddesses who govern fate in the Nordic world, have finally come online?

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    Odin followed the guidance shrouded in mist, passed through the dense tree shade, and arrived in front of the World Tree Yggdrasil.


    Gazing at the light patterns on the trunk before him that rippled like waves, he hesitated for a moment, then strode directly into them.


    ��Splash~~��


    Accompanied by a crisp sound of water, Odin suddenly discovered that he had entered an unfamiliar space.


    This was an area enveloped in mist, with relics of deep grey rocks scattered around. Due to the passage of time, they were covered in barnacle-like attachments and algae; some of the towering foundations had deep etchings on them, which sometimes ran through the entire stone. Twisted tree roots often emerged from the water surface between the ruins, like serpentine Snake Pythons lying in wait.


    More wondrous still, this body of water seemed to be either blessed or cursed; living beings could walk upon it without sinking, while lifeless substances tossed within would embrace a swift descent, vanishing without a trace.


    Odin surveyed his surroundings and soon turned his attention to the foundational platform in the center of the waters.


    ...


    Shrouded by light fog, three figures in sheer gowns, exuding a mysterious and timeless air, sat on the edge of the foundational platform, scooping up clear spring water from the deep pool with earthen pots, watering the entwined roots at their feet. Everything harmonized naturally.


    But upon closer inspection, Odin discovered that the space around them seemed oddly disjointed. The world was invisibly divided into three distinct canvas-like boundaries, each depicting entirely different scenes.


    Beneath the feet of the first, frost and flame intertwined, World Tree roots barely sprouting new buds;


    Beneath the second, the green of Life filled the surroundings, World Tree roots already enveloping the foundation;


    And under the third, the surroundings took on an indescribable blur and desolation, World Tree roots became tangled and complex as if they��d reached their end, or extended into unknowable Domains...


    ��Oh Divine King who created the World, we have been awaiting you for a long time. Since you have heeded the call of Fate, step forward now.��


    The deep and slightly husky voice pierced through the mist, reaching Odin��s ears.


    Odin snapped out of his daze, not moving further but instead looked vigilantly towards the three silhouettes on the foundation platform that inexplicably pressured him:


    ��Who are you?��


    ��We are the Norn sisters, daughters of Orlog, chroniclers of Fate...��


    Voices ancient, mature, and youthful replied together, introducing themselves in turn.


    The eldest sister Urd, with short hair, had a sombre and deep air, her skin slightly darkened, amber eyes deep as aged wine, as if holding untold past stories;


    The middle sister Virdanti, with hair cascading down her shoulders, displayed an elegant and regal temperament, in the prime of her beauty, eyes fixed forward, resolute and uplifting, always brimming with passion for everything;


    The youngest sister Scouty, with braided hair, appeared playful and lively, her rosy cheeks hidden behind a veil, revealing nothing of the truth, a book of tree bark sitting in front of her knees, never flipping open, enigmatic and inscrutable.


    Odin stepped closer to scrutinize the three Norn sisters seated on the foundation, recalling the secrets once passed on by his grandfather Buri.


    Above the tangible realm of Life, the invisible force of Time rules over the destiny of the World, penning the beginning and end of all things; its name is Orlog.


    It is formless, non-material, without beginning nor end, an eternal law of the universe, harboring the oldest and highest power.


    The daughters of Time? Goddesses who rule over Fate?


    Are they the ones who call me? What do they want me to do?


    As if understanding Odin��s thoughts, the eldest sister Urd spoke indifferently:


    ��As a reward for creating and crafting the World, you have the right to ask us questions.��


    Odin, upon hearing this, his eyes brightened, spoke eagerly:


    ��I want to know how to unite the Nine Great Kingdoms, bringing the Asa Divine Race to prosperity!��


    Hearing the unmasked ambition, the Norn Goddesses, seemingly anticipating such audacity, were not surprised but quietly spoke:


    ��Everything has a price...��


    Odin nodded in agreement.


    After a time as Divine King, he had discovered that in this world born of sacrifice, one often needed to follow the principle of equivalent exchange: to gain something, something else must be given up.


    This was fair.


    ��What do you want? Treasures? Divine Artifacts? Or worship?��


    The three Goddesses shook their heads, their expressions still calm:


    ��None of those. We need a tool of writing to pen the final words of your destiny.��


    After hearing this, Odin was momentarily dumbfounded.


    A tool of writing? What was that?


    Seeing Odin��s confusion, the Norn sisters did not give a precise answer but languidly mused:


    ��Oh Divine King, Fate does not give gifts without reason. Go seek the giant Mimir of Wisdom. He may give you an answer.��


    Before Odin could ask more, the surrounding scenery shattered like ripples, spring water, foundation, Norn Goddesses all disappeared, leaving him outside the World Tree, everything that had just happened seeming like a dream.


    Mimir, hmm?


    Odin muttered to himself, recalling this relative of the Giants.


    His mother, Bestra, was a giantess created by the Ancestor Giant Ymir, and Mimir was her blood brother.


    Which meant, by lineage, he should call Mimir uncle and there was indeed a close connection with the Asa Divine Race.

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    But because of the sacrifice of Ymir to create the world and the resulting great flood that killed most of the primordial giants, the relationship between the two sides could naturally not be considered harmonious.


    In his memory, this uncle, after fleeing to Jotunheim, relied on foresight and exceptional insight to seize one of the main roots of the World Tree that possessed extraordinary power, settling there and claiming the Wisdom Spring that flowed beneath the root for himself. After drinking it daily, he eventually became the wisest of all the giants in Jotunheim.


    However, for old enmity between the giants and the Asa Divine Race, even with Mimir being his blood uncle, he may not willingly offer help.


    Moreover, even if the Wisdom Giant was willing to answer his questions, Odin dared not trust him entirely.


    So, the Wisdom Spring?


    Thinking this, Odin��s eyes seemed contemplative, almost understanding the hint from the Norn sisters.


    After the World Tree was born, it had three great root systems.


    ...


    The first root stretched into the Immortal Palace��Asgard, beneath which lay Urd��s well, possessing the sacred ability to purify filth and heal all wounds, the very one overseen by the three Norn sisters in the mysteries;


    The second root extended into the Giant Kingdom��Jotunheim, beneath which lay the spring of wisdom and knowledge, rumored that a single drink from it would grant endless wisdom and knowledge; presently, it belonged to Mimir;


    The third root delved into the Mist Country��Niflheim, under which lay the Hvagmir Spring, the life water that nourished the primordial world, possessing infinite vitality, but the Poison Dragon ��Nidhogg�� had taken residence there, claiming it as private property.


    Obviously, if he wanted to solve the riddle left by the three Norn sisters, he could either seek counsel from the wise Mimir or drink the water of the Wisdom Spring to become a sage himself.


    The choice was self-evident.


    Odin made up his mind, shed his armor, put on a wide-brimmed hat and a cloak, transformed into an aged old man, and crossed the Rainbow Bridge to reach Jotunheim, the land where giants dwelled, alone.


    Here, near one of the two original realms at the beginning of the world, the Mist Country Niflheim, the climate was cold, filled with permafrost and mountain ranges. While not completely barren, it was also very barren.


    Odin took a breath of the icy air, chose his direction, and, cautiously avoiding the Frost Giants wandering the wilderness and the Mountain Giants dwelling in caves, set off toward the root system of the World Tree settled in this land.


    After half a month of arduous travel, Odin finally arrived beneath the World Tree and saw the babbling spring.


    At this moment, he was also covered in dust, with frost on his white beard and hair, exuding an aura of exhaustion, indeed, he looked every part the parched and starving traveler.


    And this was exactly what Odin had intended.


    Struggling to move his feet, he approached the Wisdom Spring. Bending down, he eagerly parted his cracked lips, ready to quench his thirst with the legendary Wisdom Spring Water.


    ��Bang!��


    However, a stone thrown from afar landed at Odin��s feet, forcing him to stop.


    At the same time, a towering, robust figure rose from the knotted roots of the World Tree, casting an icy gaze:


    ��Stranger, what are you doing? This is mine!��


    Odin stiffened and, with a humble and sincere expression on his aged face, said:


    ��Noble giant, I am truly parched from my journey, please be gracious and let me wet my throat with a drink from this refreshing spring.��


    The Wisdom Giant Mimir quietly listened to the traveler��s plea, walked over with his vine staff, and after a scrutinizing gaze, a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes:


    ��You want it? Fine! Exchange it for your sharp right eye, traveler!��


    No sooner had the Wisdom Giant finished speaking than Odin, knowing his identity had been seen through, without a moment��s hesitation, raised the Cursed Blade in his hand and gouged out his own right eye, smiling as he handed it to Mimir:


    ��This is what you wanted, now, what about what I want?��


    Caught off guard by the decisive and ruthless act of the legendary Divine King��s nephew, Mimir was momentarily stunned.


    ��I have fulfilled our agreement, you wouldn��t think of reneging, would you? Giant?��


    Hearing the profound reminder close by, Mimir awoke from his reverie, his expression fluctuating.


    As a giant of wisdom, he of course understood the underlying World Laws of this Universe:


    �� Sacrifice and exchange.


    Now Odin had, as he said, given his right eye. Should Mimir choose to renege, he would inevitably suffer the backlash of the World Laws, and be cursed by the obscure Fate.


    You��re ruthless!


    Mimir glared at his nephew, snorted coldly, and threw the bloody eyeball into the Wisdom Spring. He then took a horn cup from his waist, filled it fully with Wisdom Spring Water, and handed it to Odin with a cold face.


    Odin took the cup, ignoring the blood flowing from his right eye, and eagerly drank the spring water.


    As the Wisdom Spring Water surged into his body, his brain seemed to be ignited by an arcane and profound force, his perception vastly expanded, and his thoughts endlessly diffused.


    The problems that had once plagued him were answered one by one, and the mists shrouding the world lifted layer by layer before his eyes, making everything crystal clear.


    Even though he now had but one eye, his perspective and gaze were far sharper and deeper than his former self, than those of the common and ordinary folk whose full sight was clouded by confusion.


    In a world full of the blind, the one-eyed is king!


    Odin, suppressing his excitement, looked around, his gaze soon captured by the World Tree in front of him.


    ��`

 Chapter 788 788 7 Lies Dont Hurt; Its the Truth That Cuts Like a Knif

    ?Chapter 788: Chapter 7: Lies Don��t Hurt; It��s the Truth That Cuts Like a Knife_3 Chapter 788: Chapter 7: Lies Don��t Hurt; It��s the Truth That Cuts Like a Knife_3 Three immense roots spread from the Immortal Palace to the Giant Kingdom, and finally deep into the Mist Country, linking the Nine Great Kingdoms into a single entity. Three Holy Springs flowing around the tree roots carried the power of the World Laws to the World Tree, where it was then decomposed, absorbed, and transmitted to the Nine Great Kingdoms, collectively constructing a perfect energy circulation system.


    Beneath the bark, among the leaves, and within the roots, Odin faintly saw obscure and profound characters acting as nodes in the energy cycle.


    In an instant, he realized that this was the recording tool mentioned by the Norn sisters.


    But the excitement came quickly and left just as swiftly.


    Because no matter how he observed, he could never clearly see the traces and forms of those characters.


    As if, still, a layer of hazy fog covered his vision, preventing him from glimpsing the mysteries of the entire world.


    Not enough!


    ...


    The price paid to grasp this mystery was still not enough!


    A look of resolution quickly flowed through Odin��s single eye, and soon he left the Wisdom Giant Mimir behind in Jotunheim, coming to Midgard World.


    At that time, Luo En, who was teaching mortals how to create fire by the seaside, heard the news and hurried over. Seeing Odin��s empty right eye, Luo En��s gaze sharpened,


    ��Your eye...��


    ��It doesn��t matter!��


    Odin waved his hand, his bloodstained face showing an abnormal excitement.


    ��Loki, you came at just the right time! I need to conduct a sacrifice now. You, as my protector, stop any external interference for me!��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En looked at the one-eyed Odin and the World Tree behind him, immediately understanding his purpose, and could not help but speak,


    ��Do we have to do this?��


    ��Yes!��


    Odin laughed in response, his gaze deep.


    ��To create the world requires a magnificent sacrifice, and so it is to obtain it!��


    Hearing the determination in those words, Luo En sighed, no longer attempting to stop him, and silently began to set up a defensive barrier around the World Tree.


    Free from concerns, Odin also came before the main trunk of the World Tree in Midgard World, manipulated the branches to hang himself upside down from the trunk, and then raised his hand to take out the Eternal Spear Gungnir, which the Dwarf clan had forged for him with all their might, and forcefully stabbed it into his own abdomen.


    ��Pu~��


    Golden-red Divine Blood gushed from the ferocious wound in Odin��s abdomen, sprinkling like rainwater among the tree trunk, branches, and roots of the World Tree.


    At this moment, using the World Tree as a sacrificial altar and Odin as the offering, he sacrificed himself to himself, trading this act of self-sacrifice for power over the World Tree and laying the foundation for the Asa Divine Business!


    Naturally, as the pillar connecting the Nine Great Kingdoms, the World Tree would not easily submit to anyone. The vast internal power continuously resisted the corrosion of Odin��s Divine Blood, causing the King of the Gods hanging from the trunk to gradually become scarred.


    But Odin was not disheartened, nor did he abandon his efforts, enduring the piercing, bone-corroding pain, treating the World Tree like a wild, unruly horse to be tamed.


    During this process, the World Tree��s branches shook occasionally, winds howled, and thunder and lightning roared, with Odin hanging there like an old, ragged doll swaying left and right.


    Golden-red Divine Blood continuously flowed from Odin��s wounds, his life slowly ebbing away within him.


    After enduring nine days and nights of agony, at the edge of death, Odin hazily saw his blood, that had fallen to the ground, transform into sacred characters, numbering twenty-four in total, seemingly containing boundless power and mystery.


    He had obtained them, at last!


    The Lun Runes!


    Odin opened his tired eyes, ecstatically engraving these Holy Runes he had acquired through his sacrifice on a Golden Shield, imprinting them firmly into his memory.


    ��Pu!��


    At the same time, a streak of flame light swept by, cutting off the vines entwining Odin, rescuing the scarred King of the Gods from being hung upside down.


    And just after landing, Odin refused Luo En��s support and, leaving a quick instruction, hurriedly opened the Rainbow Bridge,


    ��Loki, guard this place well, I��ll return soon! Asa will soon prosper under my hands!��


    Watching the figure vanish in the streaming light, Luo En��s gaze gradually grew complex.


    Many times, lies do not hurt people; it��s the truth that cuts sharply.


    And the answers he stubbornly sought now may not align with his original expectations.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, back at the Immortal Palace, Odin felt a wave of dizziness.


    Although he had drunk the Wisdom Spring Water, obtaining boundless knowledge and wisdom, he had forever lost his right eye, the wound continuously aching faintly.


    Although he had tamed the World Tree, grasping the twenty-four Lun Runes that concerned the operation of the world, he had depleted a great amount of his Divine Blood, and his once strong body had become extremely weak...


    Thus, with every step, he had to endure intense pain and a constant feeling of weakness.


    Yet even so, Odin��s determination never wavered, decisively stepping into the light-rippling trunk of the World Tree, his tired yet exuberant voice echoing in the waters,


    ��I have brought the recording tool. Honorable Norn sisters, please grant me the destiny that will lead the Asa Divine Race to prosperity!��


    The eldest sister, Urd, took the Golden Shield engraved with the twenty-four Lun Runes from Odin��s hands, waving lightly.


    The Holy Spring water, possessing sacred power, cleansed Odin��s entire body, healing his wounds and removing the blood and fatigue.


    And having regained his strength and vigor, Odin did not forget his original purpose and eagerly asked,


    ��Where is the destiny decree I requested?��


    The Norn sisters looked at each other, cast the Golden Shield into the Holy Spring, and sighed softly,


    ��Look, this is the answer you seek.��


    Odin, upon hearing this, widened his single eye in delight and looked towards the spring water.


    He saw the Asa Divine Race rising from flames, flourishing in thunder, advancing toward the pinnacle in light, the entire Nine Great Kingdoms submitting under the majesty of Asgard, collectively forging the brilliance of the Asa Divine Business.


    But soon, Odin��s smile froze on his face.


    For the brilliance was fleeting, a fiery blaze split the world, severing everything, dragging all into an eternal darkness.


    That was the Twilight of the Gods, the end of Fate!

 Chapter 789 789 8 Release That Girl

    ?Chapter 789: Chapter 8 Release That Girl! Chapter 789: Chapter 8 Release That Girl! Immortal Palace Asgard.


    With the brilliant splendor of the Rainbow Bridge in motion, Luo En strode in from the Midgard World.


    ��Loki, my Lord, you��ve returned!��


    Two Immortal Palace Guards hastily saluted, their taut bodies slightly relaxed, a touch of genuine joy rising on their brows.


    Luo En nodded and asked, in a deep voice,


    ��His Majesty?��


    ��Still in the Golden Palace...��


    ��How long now?��


    ...


    ��Half a year, I suppose...��


    The two guards replied with a wry smile, shadows passing over their faces.


    Ever since His Majesty the King of Gods had paid a visit to the Norn Sisters, he had returned and without a word, holed himself up in the Golden Palace, staying alone in the great hall, drinking day and night, utterly intoxicated, refusing to see anyone, and neglecting the affairs of the Immortal Palace.


    During that time, even as some Giants attempted to pass through the Iron Forest of Midgard to invade Asgard, His Majesty showed no concern, as if nothing in the outer world could pique his interest.


    Had it not been for Lord Loki standing guard in the Midgard World, repeatedly driving the intruding Giants back to Jotunheim, the consequences might have been unimaginable.


    Even so, without Odin, the godly king managing affairs, the order-less Immortal Palace gradually became a mess, and the Asa Pantheon of Gods were filled with trepidation.


    ��Lord Loki, it��s good you��ve come back, please persuade His Majesty.��


    ��Yes, yes, you are his blood-sworn brother, perhaps only your words can reach him.��


    The two Immortal Palace Guards cast hopeful gazes at Luo En, earnestly making their request.


    Luo En nodded slightly, without saying much, he stood and left the Rainbow Bridge, approaching the gate of the Golden Palace.


    Seeking quiet, the gate was sealed from the inside with several Lun Runes, beyond the capacity of ordinary Asa Divine Race to enter.


    However, this could certainly not stump Luo En, who also wielded the Rune.


    With a flick of his finger in front of the gate, he casually undid the Rune Restriction and stepped inside.


    No sooner had he entered than a sickeningly thick scent of liquor assaulted his nostrils, the vast palace nearly littered with the shattered remains of drinking vessels, leaving no place to step. And on the hard throne, a figure with disheveled hair and robe stained with wine stains was dozing against the back of the chair.


    Three months had passed, and that once fiercely spirited silhouette became hunched, his hair tinged with gray, engulfed in a heavy air of dusk as if he were an old man close to his end.


    Feeling the presence of a visitor, Odin on the throne opened his bleary eyes, gazed at the figure in the hall, then lazily turned over, muttering vaguely,


    ��Loki? Just in time, got any freshly brewed nectar? Bring me another 100 barrels!��


    ��There were a few scouts from the Giant Clan who nearly broke into the Immortal Palace, did you know?��


    Luo En inquired lightly, his voice low.


    Odin yawned, speaking with indifference,


    ��Whatever, let them come if they will, just don��t interrupt my drinking.��


    Suddenly, he stood up from the throne, staggering down the steps, bent over to pick up a broken pottery shard still holding some leftover wine, attempting to satisfy his craving for a few more sips.


    But a Divine Power surged forth, sending the shard in his hand flying away, and a faint snort resounded in the great hall,


    ��Is this how you be the King of Gods?��


    ��A king whose Divine Business is destined for destruction?��


    Odin scoffed and shook his head, his single eye filled with scorn,


    ��Asgard will prosper under my hand but will also face destruction in my hands. This is the fate I learned from the mouth of the Norn Sisters. Since the end is already set, why should I bother for a world that is doomed?��


    Luo En gazed at the despondent Odin before him and asked somberly,


    ��So you created Asgard just to witness its destruction? Is that the answer you got from fate?��


    ��What else? To struggle for a Divine Business that is bound for destruction? It��s all meaningless...��


    ��There��s no such thing as true immortality in this world! Life is so! Kingdoms are so! Divine Business is likewise!��


    Luo En couldn��t help but interrupt Odin��s self-pity, snorting coldly,


    ��If everything is meaningless, then you should never have rebelled against Ymir!��


    ��If everything is meaningless, you shouldn��t be sitting here now!��


    ��Why not open the gates of the Immortal Palace, kneel at the feet of the Giants, and let them rule over the Nine Great Kingdoms? Wouldn��t that be better?��


    Stung by these words, Odin��s face turned red with frustration,


    ��What can I do? What should I do? I pleaded with the Norn Sisters �C the fate of Ragnarok is inescapable!��


    ��Fate, inescapable? Bullshit!��


    Luo En interrupted Odin once more, utterly fed up, retorting sharply,


    ��Is an unoccurred ending an ending?��


    Odin shuddered at the words, his desolate eyes sparking with exhilaration.


    Yes, indeed! How could an unoccurred ending possibly be fated!


    ��Can fate truly change?�� Odin��s voice trembled.


    ��Until the end is reached, everything is only a possibility. If the process that you write strays too far from the answer, the ending might just unfold in a different way!��


    Luo En paused, then continued to muse meaningfully,


    ��Just as I said, there is nothing truly immortal in this world. Divinity is so, as is fate. How can you know, if you don��t try, that the Divine Business you��ve labored over will lose to those mere lines of fate?��


    Hearing Luo En��s words, Odin��s stooped spine straightened in an instant, and he burst into triumphant laughter:

 Chapter 790 790 8 Release That Girl _2

    ?Chapter 790: Chapter 8 Release That Girl! _2 Chapter 790: Chapter 8 Release That Girl! _2 ��Loki, you��re right, my Divine Business would never succumb to mere dictates of Fate! If they want it, let them take it by might!��


    Watching Odin reinvigorated with fighting spirit, Luo En maintained a superficial smile, but his heart was somewhat conflicted.


    As someone who had personally overturned Fate, he undoubtedly had the most authority on these matters.


    Yet at the same time, these were the words he should least utter.


    But often, emotions tend to break through the limits of reason.


    As Luo En silently berated himself, the disheartened Odin stepped forward to inquire,


    ��So, how are the humans in Midgard doing?��


    ��They have already learned group hunting, using Flames to cook food, and how to build houses and clear land to grow grains; they are essentially self-sufficient now. In a few more generations, they should have a reasonable combat ability.��


    ...


    Realizing he had slipped into self-congratulation, Luo En replied honestly, his tone unavoidably carrying a hint of pride.


    Having the experience of managing human populations, he naturally felt at ease undertaking this task in the Nordic region.


    Hearing this good news, Odin��s eyebrows lifted in delight,


    ��Really? Then I must go see these little ones on the ground myself. As long as they can grow strong and protect the Midgard World, our plan to unify the Nine Great Kingdoms can proceed step by step.��


    ��Perfectly timed, I arrived just as the wheat in the fields had matured; they are preparing to use this harvest to offer sacrifices to the gods.��


    Luo En glanced at the shattered wine jars littering the great hall, his face revealing a mocking smile.


    ��The new wine brewed from grain certainly has a different flavor.��


    Hearing this, the wine-loving Odin instantly salivated, his face alight with eagerness,


    ��What are we waiting for? Let��s go!��


    Immediately, the Asa Divine King, unable to wait, grabbed Luo En��s arm, strode out of the Golden Palace, and headed straight for the Rainbow Bridge.


    ~~


    Midgard World, Heather Island.


    An old and a young figure emerged from the dazzling light, surveying their surroundings.


    Nearby, there was a vibrant wilderness, the roadside adorned with lush flowers and plants.


    In the cultivated fields, the ripe wheat had turned plump and golden. A gentle breeze stirred up waves of golden wheat, carrying with it the fragrance of grains and the earthy aroma of soil.


    Odin, entranced, unconsciously approached the edge of the wheat field, grasped a few plump wheat spikes, and rubbed them in his hands. He then crammed a handful of shelled, golden-yellow grains into his mouth, crunching them noisily.


    Though the taste wasn��t particularly sweet, the Aether Factor contained within and the resultant feeling of fullness notably lit up Odin��s eyes.


    Having drunk from the Wisdom Spring, the Divine King naturally understood the important implications of such crops being widely cultivated for the development of human groups.


    Due to their inherently weak Physique, humans, unlike the Asa Divine Race, Giant Clan, or Elf Clan, did not possess the Physique or Magic Power necessary for sufficient hunting for food.


    However, wheat could be planted in bulk to meet the nutritional needs necessary for the early growth of the human population.


    With these resources, coupled with their decent reproductive capabilities, humans would surely be able to establish a solid footing in the Midgard World quickly.


    ��Stranger, isn��t eating wheat like this wasteful? It should be used for cooking and brewing.��


    At that moment, an old man dressed in coarse hemp clothes by the roadside, his face rugged, tapped his cane and chided irritably.


    Odin responded with a carefree laugh, not at all annoyed.


    Celestial Palace and Midgard didn��t share the same flow of time; during the days he had secluded himself, the humans on earth had already gone through several generations of reproduction and naturally wouldn��t recognize him as their former creator.


    Moreover, he and Luo En had specifically used Rune Magic to conceal their identity and Divinity on this trip to the Lower Realm.


    Watching a village enclosed by wooden fences standing against the sunset, with inhabitants carrying bundles of wheat in and out, their faces brimming with excited and satisfied smiles, Odin clapped his hands and smiled,


    ��Old man, it seems we are inexperienced. Why don��t you show us how it��s done? Don��t worry, we��ll compensate you.��


    ��You��ve come at just the right time, today is just the Harvest Festival, and there will be plenty of liquor and wheat food tonight! Not to hide from you, our Heather Island was the first place to plant wheat; it was Lord Loki himself who taught our ancestors to clear these lands with fire, and the tradition of the Harvest Festival also originated from here.��


    The old man caught the small piece of gold Odin threw, his brows lifting in a smile, his demeanor much warmer.


    ��Come with me, my home has a spare room, if you don��t mind, could you and your son squeeze in for the night?��


    ��...��


    Odin��s smile froze, looking quite dejected at the ��son�� beside him.


    To drink from the Wisdom Spring and offer sacrifices to the World Tree, he had paid a considerable price, losing not only an eye, but his face had also aged significantly. Standing next to Luo En, they looked more like father and son rather than brothers.


    If that��s the case, then...


    ��Don��t try to take advantage of me!��


    Luo En jokingly glared at Odin, who had been about to speak, nipping his adopted brother��s mischievous intentions in the bud.


    Caught out, Odin reluctantly kept quiet, honestly clarifying their relationship.


    Brothers?


    The old man looked curiously at the two, who varied significantly in age, wisely not prying further and warmly leading them into the village.


    At nightfall, a bright bonfire was lit in the village square.


    The elders conducting the sacrifice, dressed in festive attire, placed the heads of the game, plump wheat spikes, and freshly brewed wheat beer on the altar, offering sacrifices to the two Great Gods who had created and protected them, and began chanting ancient and sacred blessings.

 Chapter 791 791 8 Let Go of That Girl_3

    ?Chapter 791: Chapter 8 Let Go of That Girl!_3 Chapter 791: Chapter 8 Let Go of That Girl!_3 ��The World was born in Flames,


    and the bloodline of the gods flows within our veins.


    I remember there were nine Realms,


    each guarded by a Giantess.


    And there was an Ancient Ash Tree,


    known as Yggdrasil.


    Immensely mighty, it supported the heavens and the earth,


    dividing the sky, the land, and the Underworld,


    its serpentine roots plunging deep into the earth��s layers.


    When our divine ancestor Buri was alive,


    before the foundation of heaven and earth had been laid,


    there was no sand nor sea,


    nor the cool waves...��


    Amidst the roaring bonfire, the villagers, flushed with excitement, drank and feasted, singing in a rough and desolate tone the history of this land birthed by blood and fire.


    Hum...


    ...


    Invisible rumbles of vibrations, specks of golden light emerged from trees, humans, flames, and fields, quietly converging into the bodies of Luo En and Odin.


    As the Divinity and Divine Power in their bodies suddenly surged, a brilliant light flared in Odin��s solitary eye.


    The faith and sacrifices of humans could actually bring about a substantial enhancement to the Divinity and Authority of the gods!


    And this was but a modest sacrifice, a village of less than a thousand people.


    If the human race were to fill the Midgard World, the increase they could bring to the Asa gods would be immeasurable.


    At this moment, sensing this, Odin was immensely thrilled, hungrily and eagerly looking at each human face under the firelight.


    These were no mere humans; they were clearly the nourishment planted by the Asa Divine Race in the Midgard World!


    As Odin set down his cup, ready to relish the offering provided by the mortals, he noticed that only a small portion of the faith power was flowing towards him and Luo En, with much more streaming into the fields outside the village.


    ��This is the Harvest Festival, we don��t have Authority related to the harvest and plants, so we can��t fully absorb it.��


    Luo En, in a hushed communication, schooled Odin on some nuances of the power of faith.


    Hearing this, Odin eyed the dispersing faith power over the village fields with a sense of loss,


    ��Isn��t that a waste?��


    ��Not necessarily, there may be other gains.��


    Luo En winked and gestured towards the farmland where the light was gathering.


    A subtle divine fluctuation was taking shape in that piece of land, steadily gathering.


    What is it?


    Let��s check it out!


    Odin felt a stir in his heart and exchanged a look with Luo En, immediately excusing himself, feigning inebriation, and rushing toward the fields outside the village.


    As the Harvest Festival proceeded, strands of faith power rose from different human villages and ultimately merged above the fields outside the village.


    Being the first place where wheat was planted, this land had undergone a long sanctification.


    Specks of light dust overflowed from the soil, plants, and straw of the fields, mingling with the descending faith power, gradually and quietly assembling the outline of a canine creature in the furrows.


    The small figure seemed as if it had just awakened from a dream, its amber eyes curiously surveying the world around it.


    Mmm, what a nice scent...


    Immediately, its brown-yellow head popped out of the straw, biting into a wheat ear exuding the scent of wheat.


    However, before it could taste the flavor, a hand unexpectedly seized the back of its neck, destiny��s flesh, lifting it into the air from the straw heap.


    ��You sure made me look for you, little one.��


    Luo En spoke warmly, curiously examining the divine creature born from the power of faith before him.


    It was a small brownish creature, exuding the unique animal scent; it had two sharp milk teeth in its mouth; its bright eyes were like pristine amber, filled with a world of curiosity and naivety, pointed ears on its head, and its tail tipped with white fur.


    A wolf?


    Luo En scratched the little one��s chin, pondering in his eyes.


    In some nature-worshipping mythologies and sects, there was a common notion of grain spirits transforming into wolves or dogs, and both dogs and wolves in customs related to the harvest were considered incarnations of grain spirits; in many parts of Germany Mecklenburg, the concept of the ��Five Grain Wolf�� was especially popular, where they said the wolf would be lying in the last sheaf of grain, and whoever harvested or tied this sheaf was ��caught by the wolf,�� that is, touched by the harvest deity, receiving its blessing.


    By this, people hoped for the next year��s bounty and a prosperous life.


    Clearly, the long sanctification of the Harvest Festival allowed such a small creature to be born from the land of Heather Island.


    So, male or female?


    Curious, Luo En could not help but lift the little wolf cub to see for himself.


    ��Impudent, release her!��


    Just then, a deep scolding came from the distant fields, a lithe silhouette holding a vine staff, dressed in plain clothes, appeared under the moonlight, her face as frosty as ice.


    Sensing the vigorous Life and Divinity within the other, and their attire different from the Asa Divine Race, Luo En��s eyes narrowed slightly.


    An outsider?

 Chapter 792 792 9 Beating and Scolding are Signs of Affection, Deep L

    ?Chapter 792: Chapter 9: Beating and Scolding are Signs of Affection, Deep Love Leads to Quick Death Chapter 792: Chapter 9: Beating and Scolding are Signs of Affection, Deep Love Leads to Quick Death At that moment, Odin, who was searching another field, heard the noise and hurried over, confronting the unexpected guest with a cold snort,


    ��The item was found by us first, it��s not your place to be pointing fingers and giving orders. Did your family never teach you manners before you left home?��


    ��Item?��


    The woman, on hearing this, coldly chuckled in response,


    ��All things have spirit, they belong only to themselves, not as slaves to anyone! To treat a life that possesses spirituality so trivially, using it as a trophy to boast about, is that what your upbringing taught you?��


    Faced with such an unceremonious retort, Odin��s expression suddenly darkened.


    Objectively speaking, she was a rather beautiful woman.


    Her skin was as pale as milk, her features elegant and pronounced, and golden hair interspersed with white feathers. Her white dress from an alien race hid her graceful curves, and the numerous rune plaques and metal accessories on her golden belt chimed like wind chimes as she moved, bringing a unique sense of mystery.


    But such an overbearing attitude was not to Odin��s liking.


    ...


    He, the majestic Asa Divine King, when had he ever been lectured like this?


    Seeing Odin��s divinity surging in his hands, Luo En quickly grabbed his blood brother��s shoulder, stepping forward with a smile trying to smooth things over.


    ��Haha, my friend, it��s all in jest, no need for such anger. May I have the honor of knowing your name?��


    ��Gulveig!��


    The woman proudly responded, her expression softening a bit towards the smiling face before her.


    Luo En��s heart stirred, and he continued to smile and inquire,


    ��From your attire, are you from Valhalla?��


    ��What if I am!��


    Her voice suddenly turned cold, her gaze becoming somewhat wary.


    Seeing her reaction, Luo En��s guess was confirmed.


    It was indeed her!


    The Light Bearer, Gulveig, a goddess from the Warner Divine Race skilled in Said Witchcraft and possessing powerful magical powers. Her divine name, in the Nordic language, carries dual meanings of ��golden�� and ��strength,�� fitting the woman��s image before him.


    But more importantly, she seemed to be the spark that ignited the great war between the Asa Divine Race and the Warner Divine Race!


    According to the epic records, even Odin himself could not subdue her!


    Yet such a powerful goddess had only appeared once in the early part of Nordic mythology.


    Thus, the name Gulveig was likely a pseudonym; her true identity must be someone else.


    Whom could it be?


    Just as Luo En was about to probe further, Odin, now aware of her identity, could barely contain his anger, his face darkened as he interrogated coldly,


    ��What are you doing coming to Midgard if you can��t stay peacefully in Valhalla?��


    ��Naturally, to help the lives here.��


    Gulveig answered with a faint smile, her sparkling eyes then shifting towards the brown wolf cub in Luo En��s arms and the human village under the moonlight.


    ��As deities, it��s our duty to help them establish and survive in harsh environments.��


    ��I��d say that��s unnecessary, how the children of Asa live is not up to you aliens to meddle with!��


    Odin scoffed continuously, his single eye emanating menace,


    ��Go back to Valhalla immediately, and I will pretend tonight��s events never happened!��


    Help? Sounds nice, but the Warner Divine Race probably mostly covets the faith power of humans, wanting to infiltrate the Midgard World and have a share in it.


    Hearing this unapologetic refusal, Gulveig scoffed, shaking her head,


    ��I wondered who it was, so it��s the barbarian from Asgard, no wonder you are so oppressive.��


    Odin, hearing this, his face became stormy:


    ��What did you say?��


    ��I said, you Asa are a group of barbarians who know nothing but fighting and killing, completely lacking respect for life, incapable of properly governing this world; it would be better to leave these humans of Midgard to our Warner Divine Race to manage.��


    Gulveig answered with a brimming smile, oblivious to Odin��s grim expression.


    ��Very well!�� Odin laughed angrily, patterns of light moving on his body, his divine power roiling like a furious tempest.


    At that very moment, Luo En, holding the small wolf cub, stepped back.


    He now saw it clearly.


    The Warner Divine Race came specifically to provoke, aiming to test the strength of the Asa Divine Race to see if they could get a share of the Midgard World and even go further to seize the authority of the Nine Great Kingdoms, replacing the Asa pantheon.


    Since it was a blatant dispute of interests, Odin, as the Divine King of Asa, naturally would not show weakness.


    ��Woman, you brought this upon yourself��Gungnir (the Divine Spear)!��


    Accompanied by a grim shout, Odin unapologetically hurled the spear in his hand.


    Gulveig, unhurriedly waving her magic wand, cast her best-known Said Witchcraft.


    A pair of swan-like Light Feathers extended behind her, allowing her to easily dodge the golden radiance charging directly at her.


    The Asa Divine King?


    Merely this...


    Gulveig was derisively shaking her head when a sharp whooshing sound came from behind.


    ��Thud!��


    The returning golden radiance, carrying a fierce divinity, pierced straight through the chest of Goddess Gulveig.


    The Light Bearer, Gulveig?


    Merely this...


    Odin casually raised his hand, catching the divine spear automatically flying back into his grasp, sneering at the Warner deity ahead.


    Gungnir means ��pierce,�� renowned as ��the lost divine spear of the Celestial Realm,�� also known as ��Meteor Spear,�� crafted by dwarfs from the branches of the World Tree. This spear is sacred, and any oath made upon its tip cannot be retracted and must come to fruition, hence it is also called ��Great Divine Declaration.��


    Its true terror lies in the causal rule of ��every throw must hit,�� where no evasion or interference can help; the only way to break it is to intercept it head-on.


    But faced with the divinity and authority of a Divine King, there are few forces in the Nine Great Kingdoms that could contend.


    Thus, ever since obtaining this treasure from the dwarven craftsmen, he had rarely faced defeat.


    Only an outsider deity dared to provoke him, the Divine King, without knowing his opponent��s capabilities. It was truly overconfidence.


    However, just as Odin lowered his arm and relaxed his guard, several pristine Light Feathers appeared out of nowhere and shot rapidly towards his face.


    ��Clang clang clang clang!��


    A sword light like fire swept from the side, melting all the Light Feathers in a series of harsh metallic clashes.


    ��Don��t be careless; she��s not dead!��


    Luo En��s grave voice reminded him, his gaze intense.


    Odin broke into a cold sweat, following his blood brother��s gaze, he looked suspiciously at the goddess Gulveig��s chest.


    The massive wound pierced by the Eternal Spear wasn��t bleeding, and the flesh around it was eerily growing back.


    ��To kill at the slightest disagreement, you Asa gods are as barbaric as the rumors say.��


    Gulveig looked at Odin mockingly, then patted her completely healed chest and continued to snort coldly,


    ��Luckily, I know some Said Witchcraft, otherwise you might have succeeded.��


    ��You step into the territory of Asgard, trying to usurp the faith and Divine Authority of Asa, and you expect me to be courteous to you?��


    Odin scoffed disdainfully, his hand sketching with the Eternal Spear in the air.


    ��?...<...?...��


    Accompanied by three intermittent chants that resonated, representing the powers of ��Secrecy,�� ��Flames,�� and ��Fate,�� Lun Runes exploded in mid-air, sweeping the surroundings.


    Spells?


    This King of Asa knows them too!


    If you think you can snatch prey from the jaws of Asgard, let��s see if the Said Witchcraft of the Warner Divine Race is stronger or the Rune Curses of the Asa Divine Race!


    Suddenly, under the guidance of the Eternal Spear, a strange binding sensation congealed as columns of flame rose from the ground, engulfing Gulveig in a sea of fire.


    However, accompanied by a song-like hum, a tornado mingled with the smell of the sea and moist vapor spiraled up, darkening the sky instantly, draining the flames away.


    Afterward, a red dragon formed of flames roared as it lunged forward.


    Odin swung the Eternal Spear, forcibly dispersing the backlash of flames, his facial muscles twitching violently.


    The alien goddess not only easily defended against his curse but also returned his magical power back to him.


    Clearly, on the level of spells, Gulveig had the upper hand.


    Realizing this, Odin no longer insisted on competing in spells, decisively grabbed the Eternal Spear, and charged forward.


    As a descendant of the Giants, close combat was where the Asa Divine Race excelled the most in battle.


    Meanwhile, Luo En also drew out the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the Magic Circle Diagram, his eyes gleaming with malevolent intent.


    Since the visitor had ill intentions, they might as well capture her first and use her as a bargaining chip with the Warner Divine Race later.


    After all, this wasn��t a knight��s duel; there were no rules against outnumbering the enemy.


    However, as Luo En was about to act, a dazzling golden brilliance tore through the dark night, like a sun illuminating the earth.


    ��Clang!��


    In the sharp clash of metal, Luo En looked at the Secret Text Longsword in front of him, forged like gold, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise.


    It was able to compete against the Flame Demon Sword Leivatin without breaking; this artifact was definitely a treasure of the Warner Divine Race.


    And its wielder must hold a high status.


    Luo En jolted his wrist, the Magic Sword Leivatin exploding with even more intense golden-red flame light, sweeping the Golden Sword aside.


    Then, he looked playfully at the silver-armored female swordsman in front of him with gray hair and eyes, and swan-feather wings on her back, curiously asking,


    ��Who might you be?��


    ��Freya.��


    The female swordsman replied candidly, sizing Luo En up and down with gray eyes, her face that was both charming and valiant, breaking into an infectious smile,


    ��Your sword is quite remarkable.��


    ��So is yours.��


    ��Swordsmanship isn��t bad either.��


    ��Likewise.��


    Luo En humbly answered, his smile bright.


    The two who praised each other looked at one another, almost feeling a kindred spirit in each other.


    However, in the next moment, gold and scarlet sword lights burst out mercilessly, thrusting at each other��s vitals.


    ��Bang!��


    The Golden Sword cried out as it and its owner were sent flying backward.


    Luo En watched the female swordsman in the night sky stabilize her form with her wings, a cold smile in his heart.


    Freya, the Norse goddess in charge of love, fertility, battle, and death, indeed a member of the Warner Divine Race.


    And as legend has it, she was the original Valkyrie, commanding the entire Valkyrie legion, renowned as the goddess most skilled in combat and slaughter!


    Upon knowing her divine name, Luo En had already been on guard.


    And more importantly, her expression��he knew it all too well.


    It was just like one of his own kind.


    Both cunning and scheming.


    But unfortunately, you��re still not quite there in matching wits with me!


    Luo En scoffed, slashing backwards without looking.


    ��Clang!��


    Amid a sharp clash of metal, the Golden Sword that had somehow shot from behind him cried out as it flew back, its runes nearly extinguished.


    The Golden Sword of Victory, the weapon of Frey, the Norse god of fertility. Legend has it that this sword could independently fly to behead enemies, ensuring victory for whoever wielded it, symbolizing the brilliance of the sun.


    If he remembered correctly, the god of fertility was none other than Freya��s own brother.


    And the fact that Freya personally guarded her, the identity of the Light Bearer Gulveig was quite apparent.


    Luo En turned slightly, interestedly looking towards the other side where Odin and his future official wife��the Queen Goddess Freya��were fiercely battling.

 Chapter 793 793 10 Fathers Love Like a Landslide

    ?Chapter 793: Chapter 10 Father��s Love Like a Landslide Chapter 793: Chapter 10 Father��s Love Like a Landslide At this moment, after continuous fierce battles, Odin had already used the ��unerring�� property of the Eternal Spear Gungnir to successfully pierce through the body of the Warner Goddess of Magic three times.


    But as long as Gungnir was pulled out, Gulveig��s wounds would heal rapidly, and she still kept throwing witchcraft around like an immortal being, seemingly unkillable.


    Gradually, Odin found himself struggling to cope, with injuries appearing all over his body.


    Damn it, what kind of monsters are these Warner Divine Race!


    Odin cursed inwardly, growing even more wary of these intruders who had infiltrated Valhalla.


    ��Their Said Witchcraft seems to have merged with some kind of Life Authority, thus shaping immortal traits. Cutting off their source of Divinity might just break it!��


    Hearing the reminder from behind, Odin��s expression changed, divine light converged in his one eye, and the world before him instantly shifted:


    Gulveig, standing in the furrows of the field, was like a torch burning in the night, radiating intense light and heat. Countless golden-green specks of light emerged from the wheat field, woods, rivers, and mountains, converging into her body, keeping the light from ever extinguishing.


    ...


    So that��s how it is!


    Odin��s heart leapt with joy, and the Eternal Spear immediately traced the shapes of several Lun Runes like [?],[?],[?] in midair.


    They represented sacred meanings like [Divinity],[Flames],[Grave], and could effectively disrupt the Life Field Gulveig had formed with Said Witchcraft.


    ��Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!��


    As blasts resounded one after another around them, the Warner goddess of magic instantly felt the flow of vitality towards her being severely blocked, her expression changing slightly as she looked with trepidation toward Luo En, who was giving advice behind Odin.


    Unexpectedly, among the barbarians of Asgard who knew only to pick up weapons and fight, there was actually someone who truly excelled in magic!


    At this moment, Valkyrie Freya, who had just been repelled, had lost all traces of her smile and couldn��t help but grip the Sword of Victory in her hand tighter, flitting forward with her wings, streams of golden power shooting toward Luo En, interrupting this indecent external assistance.


    They were getting anxious.


    Luo En smirked, his Fiery Flame Demon Sword flowing through the air like clouds and water with each swing, each stroke seemingly effortless but always cleverly cutting off the Sword of Victory��s momentum.


    Freya��s morale fell once more, and she felt so frustrated she wanted to vomit blood.


    As everyone knows, even deities have limited energy.


    As two of the most powerful goddesses among the Warner Divine Race, she and Freya, one excelling in battlefield combat and the other in Said Witchcraft, had few equals in the Nine Great Kingdoms.


    However, tonight they met a freak who not only had commendable magic skills but also suppressed her in swordsmanship.


    It was truly baffling where the fledgling Asa Divine Race had found such a high-level helper!


    After several skirmishes, Luo En also became somewhat cautious of Freya and her Warner Divine Race.


    Quality combat instincts don��t appear out of thin air; they are forged through blood and fire.


    From Freya��s performance, it was evident she wasn��t just a weak vase.


    It could mean the Warner Divine Race might have experienced a large-scale Divine War even before they came to rule the Nordic God Era.


    And judging from their ancient nature worship beliefs, they might predate the human worshiping Asa Divine Race.


    It was very likely they had already tasted the sweetness of the power of faith.


    This was why they were so arrogant and showed such keen interest in the human groups of Midgard.


    Looking at it this way, everything made sense.


    Luo En swept with his sword, repelling Freya once again, and took the opportunity to glance at the other side of the battlefield.


    At that moment, Odin was leveraging his advantage as the Heavenly Destiny Divine King, using the World Tree��s authority to prevent Gulveig from absorbing life force from the surroundings for self-repair using Said Witchcraft.


    As an outsider, Gulveig found herself under significant pressure, her wounds multiplying, their healing visibly slowing, her complexion growing paler by the moment.


    ��Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!��


    Several red and black Cursed Bullets wrapped in curses shot out from Gulveig��s fingertips, successfully forcing Odin back a few steps.


    Taking this chance, Gulveig extended a pair of white light-like swan wings from behind her and decisively flapped them, retreating into the sky.


    Likewise, Freya didn��t linger in battle, flapping her wings and distancing herself from her opponent.


    Swan Feather Weave?


    Luo En observed the silver battle armor with growing wings on the two of them, his gaze flickering deeply.


    In Nordic mythology, pure Valkyries were often seen as incarnations of ��clouds,�� and they were also related to bird worship: legend had it that Valkyries would often take the form of swans to bathe in the mortal realm, and if someone took away their Swan Feather Robe at that time, they would marry that person.


    What would have happened if they had been stripped during the fight just now?


    Looking up at the two figures in the sky turning into mere dots, Luo En shook his head with regret.


    However, Odin, who was eager to turn the tides, grimaced and bellowed, once again throwing the Gungnir:


    ��Trying to flee? Not so easy!��


    Under the property of unerring accuracy, the Eternal Spear streaked through the sky like a golden meteor, piercing through Gulveig��s chest once more, causing the powerful Goddess of Magic to stagger and nearly fall from mid-air.


    ��Asa people, I��ll remember you!��


    Gulveig glared harshly back at the pair on the field, grinding her teeth as she left a harsh promise behind, then flapped her swan wings vigorously, quickly fleeing the scene.


    Odin caught the Gungnir as it automatically flew back to his hand, looking at the streak of golden-red blood on the tip of the spear, he scornfully sneered:

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    ?Chapter 794: Chapter 10 Father��s Love Like a Landslide_2 Chapter 794: Chapter 10 Father��s Love Like a Landslide_2 ��Hmph, they sure ran fast!��


    ��Enough, enough, they��re gone now, there will be plenty of opportunities for payback.��


    Luo En patted Odin on the shoulder, chiding his blood brother, who was known for his vengeful nature.


    In the future?


    Odin��s gaze shifted slightly, immediately picking up on the implication:


    ��Is the Warner Divine Race planning to make a move against us?��


    ��They��re already prancing around Midgard, trying to manage humanity on our behalf, do you think they��ll stay content in Valhalla?��


    Luo En yawned, looking at the human village bathed in the dawn light, shaking his head helplessly.


    ...


    It looks like there will be another tangle with the War of the Gods on the horizon, not long after peaceful days seemed possible. Humans sure are a disaster-prone species.


    At that moment, upon hearing Luo En��s reminder, Odin too couldn��t help but feel a headache coming on.


    Frost Giants, Mountain Giants, Fire Giants, Dark Elves��these rebels from the Nine Great Kingdoms were already a handful. Now with the Warner Divine Race stirring trouble, how could the already stretched-thin Asa Divine Race cope?


    After a moment��s hesitation, Odin looked solemnly at his blood brother:


    ��So, can we try to make peace first?��


    ��...��


    Luo En looked at Odin, utterly speechless.


    Just a moment ago, you were ready to fight at the drop of a hat, nearly making mincemeat of them. If they weren��t so tough, they��d have been killed by you three times over!


    Now you��re talking peace? Are you joking?


    Besides, those two from the Warner Divine Race came looking for trouble. Even if you wanted to step down from your position, they��d have to be willing to let you.


    Of course, he couldn��t say it quite like that.


    Luo En pondered for a moment before speaking gravely:


    ��Do you think the respect you didn��t receive on the battlefield, you can obtain at the negotiating table?��


    Odin fell silent upon hearing this.


    Indeed, in this world, power was everything. To make the Warner Divine Race humble themselves and negotiate in earnest, submitting to the order of Asgard, one would need to beat them into submission first, to show them that Asa was not to be trifled with.


    Realizing this, Odin had no choice but to abandon the idea, turning instead to look at the little wolf cub, still asleep in Luo En��s arms.


    This was their prize from a nightlong search, for which they battled fiercely with two goddesses of the Warner Divine Race.


    A Spirit of Fertility formed from belief?


    If even the lofty Goddess of Magic from the Warner Divine Race showed interest, then it must be something worthwhile.


    Odin thought for a moment, then said with gravity:


    ��Asgard is in need of hands, and this little fellow seems quite gifted. I am planning to include him into the Asa Divine Chronicle. What do you think?��


    ��Good idea!��


    Luo En nodded in agreement, then lifted the little wolf cub in his arms, suggesting with a smile,


    ��But first, shouldn��t we give him a name?��


    ��Fenrir! We��ll call him Fenrir!��


    Odin blurted out, as if he had been prepared.


    Luo En was taken aback, looking incredulously at the cub in his hands, not even awake, and looking utterly innocent.


    The Magic Wolf Fenrir, the notorious being who killed the king of the gods, Odin, during Ragnarok?


    But that��s not right!


    I haven��t even met the Mountain Giant Angelboda yet, nor have I lain with her, so how could the Magic Wolf Fenrir have been born?


    Doubts resurfaced in Luo En��s mind, puzzling over the situation.


    In traditional Nordic Mythology, the Magic Wolf Fenrir is the first child of the God of Tricks, Loki, and the Mountain Giant Angelboda.


    Which meant this little one should be of his bloodline.


    Yet now, the legendary Magic Wolf Fenrir appeared to be a Divine Life that he had found in the fields.


    Wait a second...


    A thought flashed through Luo En��s mind, realizing some information he had overlooked.


    Firstly, Odin and he were in a region of the Lower Realm known as Heather Island, which in Nordic Mythology, was the birth and punishment place of the Giant Wolf Fenrir;


    Secondly, humans, as well as the Harvest Festival, were all directly related to him��he might as well be their creator. And the little wolf cub born during the Harvest Festival, in a sense, was his child, wasn��t it?


    Realizing this, Luo En��s expression became clouded.


    Fate was not a single fixed manifestation; it was always changing, always attempting to pull everything back on track.


    In other words, whether he encountered Angelboda or not, whatever decisions Odin and he made, Magic Wolf Fenrir, the Earthly Giant Python Yemengarde, Death Goddess Hela��these harbingers of the apocalypse would inevitably be born in various forms, and the Ragnarok of the Nordic gods would surely come!


    Moreover, the time of these calamities seemed to be accelerating?


    Invisibly, Luo En once again felt the immense power of the law of Fate, even beginning to doubt whether he could save himself from upcoming cataclysms.


    At this time, Odin reached out his hands, attempting to bond with the new member of the Asa Divine Race, the Giant Wolf Fenrir:


    ��Little one, from now on you��re a member of Asgard. Come, let the king hold you.��


    ��Ow-woo!��


    However, sensing the approach of a stranger, the cub, who had been soundly asleep, instantly bristled and slapped Odin��s hand away with its paw.


    Looking at the blood mark on his hand, Odin��s smile stiffened, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.


    Luo En snapped out of it, holding down the whining cub in his arms, and laughed awkwardly in an attempt to smooth things over:


    ��It seems she doesn��t quite like that name?��


    ��Is that so? Then why don��t you give her one?��


    Odin took up the conversational baton, his demeanor softening slightly.


    Luo En thought for a moment, glanced at the surrounding golden wheat fields, and looked at the little wolf cub in his arms with a smile:


    ��How about calling you Heluo?��

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    ?Chapter 795: Chapter 10 Paternal Love like a Landslide_3 Chapter 795: Chapter 10 Paternal Love like a Landslide_3 ��Awoo!��


    The little wolf pup shook its head excitedly, seemingly quite pleased, frolicking around before continuing to burrow into Luo En��s embrace and falling fast asleep.


    Beside him, Odin touched the back of his hand, scratched and bleeding, with a somewhat helpless expression,


    ��It seems she��s taken a liking to you. Since that��s the case, you��ll be the one to raise her from now on.��


    Luo En nodded, looking at the future Destructive Demon Wolf in his arms, feeling a bit conflicted inside.


    What was destined to come had finally arrived.


    After a brief exchange, Odin dusted off the dirt from his clothes and took his leave,


    ��Well, I��ve had my drink and seen her, time for me to go.��


    ��So soon?��


    ...


    ��I��ve been secluded for half a year, the Immortal Palace has a lot of matters waiting for me to deal with. Moreover, even though the Warner Divine Race suffered a defeat tonight, they definitely won��t let it go and won��t give us much reaction time. I need to return to Asgard as soon as possible and prepare for battle!��


    Odin��s voice was grave, and his single eye brimmed with worry and urgency.


    Luo En nodded solemnly, contemplating,


    ��Alright, then I will defend Midgard and buy you as much time as possible.��


    ��With those words, I can rest easy!��


    Odin relaxed and, after saying farewell to his blood brother, stepped into the column of light descending from the Rainbow Bridge.


    ~~


    Several months passed by on Heather Island.


    ��Bang!��


    A dull explosion came from the newly built Temple, and several long-robed priests flew out from the building like cannonballs.


    Just as they were about to crash into the hard walls, the unfortunate victims closed their eyes in fright.


    However, the anticipated pain did not come; a gentle force supported them and let them land lightly.


    ��Lo-Loki, my lord? You��re finally back!��


    The pale-faced High Priest shakily stood up, his voice quivering with a sobbing tone, his face as excited as if he had seen a savior.


    ��Boom!��


    Meanwhile, a red and black Magic Beam burst from within the Temple, instantly shattering the newly installed door, and a pungent smell of alcohol spread through the air.


    In the midst of the messy Temple, a slender, brownish wolflike creature was squatting in front of the altar, slurping from a shattered clay pot.


    Around her were similar broken clay shards, the Honey Wine meant for worship spilling everywhere.


    Seeing the scene, Luo En instantly felt his blood pressure rise, his face darkening like the bottom of a pot,


    ��Heluo, you��re itching for trouble again, aren��t you?!��


    Saying so, he stormed into the Temple, ready to properly discipline a certain canine creature that dared to steal wine and wreak havoc in his absence.


    But as a proud and powerful spirit of Divinity, how could the Demon Wolf simply submit?


    ��Awoo!��


    Amid a dull growl, a red and black Magic Flow erupted from within the Demon Wolf, unceremoniously charging at the intruder who dared to interrupt her drinking.


    As Luo En stepped over the threshold, his eyes narrowed, he unhesitatingly put up a Magic Barrier and drew the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, now disguised as a dry branch.


    ��Bang!��


    ��Whine~��


    Under the loving discipline, the Demon Wolf, who had leaped into the air, thumped heavily on the ground, spreading her limbs weakly, and quickly developed a steaming lump on her head, whimpering pitifully.


    ��I feed you, I give you drink, and you still want to bite me? You��ve become rebellious!��


    Luo En tapped the branch, now a Magic Sword, in his hand and sneered at the rebellious girl lying belly up to the sky.


    However, the intoxication seemed to make the Demon Wolf more resistant to punishment than before, and after a beating, she lunged forward again.


    You still want more?


    Luo En grew furious, about to give this unruly daughter a proper lesson, when, in the next moment, a red and black halo surged over the Demon Wolf��s body, and her sleek physique shrank rapidly to a petite figure about one meter twenty tall.


    It transformed into a little lass with canine features.


    Her flaxen hair cascaded over her pink back, her blood-red pupils conveyed her stubborn beast nature, her pointed wolf ears perked on top of her head, and a brown tail emerged from her spine, tucked in vigilance.


    Most importantly, she was not wearing any clothes.


    During a moment of distraction for Luo En, the little loli took the opportunity to tackle her target, pin his limbs, and mounted the belly of her prey in the pose of a victor.


    Although she didn��t know why, she always seemed to win easily whenever she played this game with daddy in this form.


    And this time was no different!


    The girl��s flushed face due to the wine-beverage bore a triumphant smile, and her blood-colored eyes sparkled with the cunning of a canine.


    However, before she could enjoy her triumph for long, the temperature in the Temple plummeted, and an oppressive and gloomy voice came from below,


    ��Heluo, do you remember what I said? If I catch you streaking in that form again, I��ll make sure your behind blossoms from a beating.��


    The little girl trembled at the words and sprang up from her father��s body, dashing straight for the door.


    But in the next instant, a hand gripped the scruff of her fate-bearing neck, mercilessly dragging her into the dark corner of the Temple.


    ��Smack, smack, smack, smack!��


    The sound of the branch on her backside and the pitiful howls echoed throughout the Temple.

 Chapter 796 796 11 Difficult Dog Training

    ?Chapter 796: Chapter 11 Difficult Dog Training Chapter 796: Chapter 11 Difficult Dog Training Midgard, Heather Island.


    A pool of emerald green water rippled with the wind, and the bright sunlight showered upon the lonely island, bringing with it a lazy warmth.


    Luo En leaned back on a flat stone under the shade of a tree, leisurely holding a rod, fishing.


    ��Splash!��


    Accompanied by the crisp sound of water, a plump river fish was flung onto the bank, flopping continuously on a patch of green grass.


    ��Why fish again? I feel like vomiting at the mere smell of fishy odors these days.��


    Heluo broke off a branch, squatted on the ground, and fiddled with the vigorously vital fish, her brown wolf ears flopped down listlessly, cradling her distorted cheek in one hand, a face full of reluctance.


    ...


    ��It��s because you went on a drinking spree with my wine, then threw a tantrum, spoiling all the food we had stored up,�� Luo En snorted coldly during his rebuke, then glanced sidelong at the unfilial daughter behind him, ��Didn��t I tell you to be confined in the temple? How come you��ve run out again?��


    Hearing that unfriendly tone, Heluo felt her buttocks ache and quickly huddled up to the feeder��s neck, responding affectionately:


    ��Isn��t it because I missed you?��


    Luo En expressionlessly pulled out the withered branch that transformed from the Magic Sword Leavateinn from the Magic Circle Diagram and looked gloomily at Heluo behind him:


    ��I��m giving you a chance to rephrase that.��


    Under the threat of family discipline, Heluo��s small frame shivered, and she resignedly admitted with a sheepish smile:


    ��Dad, confinement is torture to a wolf; being in that tiny room is just like being in jail! Can��t we switch to another form of punishment?��


    ��What do you have in mind?��


    ��Let me help out in the fields?��


    Heluo looked back: a light breeze blew over the stubble in the fields, creating ripples of golden waves, a sight too beautiful to describe. The lingering scent of wheat in her nostrils was particularly refreshing.


    Compared to being locked up in the small, dark room of the temple, she naturally preferred lying in the field, basking in the afternoon sun, and sniffing the fragrance of grains and plants.


    After all, with her noble identity, those mortals wouldn��t truly expect her to toil in the fields.


    When she got bored, she could suddenly spring out to scare the humans walking by and the rabbits in the wild, and when tired, jump into the lake for a bath. Now, that was life.


    As beautiful fantasies filled her mind, Heluo��s pupils danced with wolfish cunning, and her tail began to wag uncontrollably.


    However, a disdainful snort soon followed:


    ��Don��t flatter yourself! At this time, the work in the fields is almost done. Why should I let you out? To enjoy yourself? Don��t think I don��t know you��re looking for excuses to frolic around!��


    Her beautiful fantasies shattered by the harsh reality, Heluo��s head drooped instantly, looking pitiful.


    But Luo En, well aware of his unfilial daughter��s nature, remained unmoved:


    ��Go back to the temple right now, stay there, and don��t come out for less than three months!��


    The God-devouring Wolf Fenrir was by no means an innocent little flower as she seemed on the surface, harmless and pure; instead, she housed a wolf��s defiant and cunning nature, the sort who��d be up to mischief if not strictly disciplined for three days straight. If not kept tightly in check, who knows what sort of trouble she might cause.


    And precisely because of this, Luo En, her father and feeder, had been cultivating Heluo through various means, refining her temperament.


    Besides serving as a place for confinement, the temple was also where the power of faith was most concentrated.


    The ongoing Harvest Festivals by humans in various places often encompassed the vision of a wonderful life. This power could not only accelerate Heluo��s growth but also gradually cleanse her of the Demon Wolf��s ferocity and further embrace the Wise Wolf��s divinity. If successful, the future Heluo might indeed integrate the folklore of Germany and other places, becoming another form of a deity of fertility and life.


    One could say, for his unfilial daughter��s sake, the old father Luo En had spared no effort behind the scenes.


    And upon hearing her old father��s command, although Heluo was full of reluctance, she obediently turned her head and returned to the temple.


    Hmm, still quite obedient.


    Luo En nodded in satisfaction, looking at the bobber being pulled down in the lake, his mood became even more pleasant, and he shook his wrist, ready to reel in a newly hooked catch.


    ��Bang!��


    However, with a loud noise, a high jet of water splashed from the lake. A small figure rushed into the lake, each hand lifting a lively fish from beneath the water, triumphantly holding them over her head.


    ��Dad, let me catch fish for you! I can catch plenty!��


    At that moment on the shore, Luo En, drenched by the lake as if he were a drowned rat, pushed aside the seaweed on his head, then picked up the broken fishing rod from the ground, his smile gradually contorting:


    ��Very well, very well, you don��t need to go anywhere today...��


    Hearing that gentle tone, Heluo in the lake tensely perked up her ears and hurriedly dropped the fish in her hands, clutching her bottom as she dashed towards the opposite shore.


    ��Stop right there, see if I don��t thrash you to death!��


    The Luo En on the shore sneered darkly, ready to give his unfilial daughter another ��bamboo shoot stir-fried pork�� lesson, when thunder and lightning began to churn in the sky. A golden meteor pierced through the rainbow membrane at the edge of Asgard, shooting into the misty Valhalla, erupting with violent roars and an authoritative bellow:


    ��Intruders, if you seek battle, then battle you shall have!��


    As a Divine Armament forged with the World Tree, Gungnir, also known as the Great Divine Declaration, at its descent, Odin��s voice, bestowed upon it, was transmitted to every corner of the Nine Great Kingdoms through the roots of the World Tree.


    At that very moment, having heard this echo, Luo En turned around and gazed solemnly at the falling streak of rainbow light from the sky.

 Chapter 797 797 11 Difficult Dog Training_2

    ?Chapter 797: Chapter 11 Difficult Dog Training_2 Chapter 797: Chapter 11 Difficult Dog Training_2 A squad of fully-armed Immortal Palace Guards, holding a golden scroll, swiftly stepped forward:


    ��Loki, Warner has sent an envoy to declare war on us, Your Majesty wants you to return to Asgard immediately and join him in the battle!��


    ��Understood!��


    Luo En solemnly nodded as he took the scroll.


    Meanwhile, Heluo, who had heard the commotion, came back around, cracking her fingers, eager to speak:


    ��Dad, are you going to the battlefield? Fighting those outsiders from Valhalla, right? Why not take me along? I��m super strong!��


    Luo En glanced at Heluo, whose cheeks were flushed with excitement, then smiled at the Immortal Palace Guard who had delivered the message:


    ��You can go back first. I have some personal matters to handle and will be there shortly!��


    Sensing the uneasy atmosphere, the guards promptly turned and retreated.


    Once they had privacy, Luo En��s twisted smile was tinged with a hint of eeriness:


    ��Now, no one will disturb us.��


    ...


    Heluo sensed the tangible murderous intent, her face paled drastically, and she immediately thought of running away and begging for mercy.


    But the broken pieces of the fishing rod dropped like rain, flipping her over instantly, bringing excruciating pain to her disaster-prone buttocks.


    ��Smack smack smack smack!��


    The fishing rod, leaving afterimages, played a fast and furious melody. Whether in strength or speed, it was several times more fierce than before, making Heluo scream in pain.


    Yet, Luo En was utterly unmoved, even intensifying his force a bit.


    He was about to set off for war, and it was unknown how long the battle with the Warner Divine Race would last. To ensure that Heluo stayed obedient in the temple during his days on the battlefield, the best method was to beat her half to death first.


    Hence, hitting is caring, scolding is loving, affection so deep, it kicks you in the gut.


    Daddy, this is all for your own good!


    Not sure if she felt his deep, bitter love, Heluo��s screams involuntarily grew louder.


    ~~


    Hours later, a refreshed figure crossed the Rainbow Bridge, arriving at Asgard.


    At this time, the entire Immortal Palace was filled with a tense atmosphere. Ships crafted by dwarves and inscribed with Lun Runes gathered outside the city. Large groups of fully-armed guards marched out of the city to board the warships.


    ��Back already?��


    Odin, clad in golden armor, wearing a horned helmet, holding the Eternal Spear, galloped over, relieving his breath with great relief.


    Luo En nodded, then took a tray from a guard, changed into the characteristic black battle-dress of the Immortal Palace, and joined Odin in following the last wave of Immortal Palace Guards aboard.


    ��Set sail!��


    At Odin��s command, the bodies of the ships, with Lun Runes shimmering, lifted into the air amidst glowing patterns, entering the Rainbow Bridge that linked to Valhalla.


    Passing through dense clouds and swirling mists, the fleet of the Immortal Palace successfully arrived above an expansive plain.


    At that moment, Warner��s vast army had also assembled on the other side, their number and divine aura no less inferior to Asa Divine Race.


    Since they were still in the primitive mythological era, both parties valued martial ethics, arranging the battlefield in advance and patiently waiting for each other to line up and prepare.


    Of course, it might also be an opportunity to crush the opponent with honorable troops completely, subduing them for the upcoming integration and annexation.


    On the deck, Loki, the God of Conspiracies, speculated the enemy��s intent with utmost malice while waiting for the divine war to commence.


    When the Immortal Palace��s army finished assembling and preparing for battle, Odin unhesitatingly threw his Eternal Spear.


    Golden streaks crossed over the heads of Asa��s army. Lun Runes, emerging in the air, fell like raindrops into the formation, merging into the bodies of Asgarden men, providing them with divine protection and granting them nearly impervulnerable strength.


    As the indigenous ruler of the Nordic God Era, Odin commanded not only the Divine Army of Asgard as his main forces, but also the Light Elves, who excelled in magic and bow and arrow, and the Dwarves, who specialized in forging and developing, as his servants.


    As the war horns officially sounded, the magic and arrows of the Light Elves, the heavy artillery and giant crossbows operated by the Dwarves, and the spears and battle axes of the Asa Divine Race, fell like meteor showers onto the camps of the Warner Divine Race.


    The fierce attacks instantly brought down the first batch of Warner Divine Race warriors rushing forward.


    But in the blink of an eye, those Warner warriors, with arms severed, chests pierced, and skulls obliterated, stood up waveringly with a green glow, their flesh and limbs reattaching rapidly, quickly regenerating.


    Odin��s unpleasant memories were also triggered, and he immediately, with a darkened face, ordered the Asa main army to move out.


    One by one, the soldiers, armored to the teeth and protected by Lun Runes, charged forward like a sharp spike into the dense Warner camp.


    With slashing weapons and the shooting of divine power, the surrounding Warner warriors fell like wheat under a scythe.


    Though they were slightly inferior in strength, they possessed nearly immortal abilities, quickly standing up again.


    The brave warriors of Asgard showed no mercy, striking down the advancing foes en masse. They soon discovered, however, that no matter how they decapitated, amputated, or disemboweled, they could not completely kill their opponents.


    Even some of the Warner warriors, reduced to mere skeletons, could calmly pick up their fallen organs and eyeballs from the ground, pat off the dust, and stuff them back into their bodies.


    That grotesque scene, even for the blood-accustomed Asa warriors, caused stomachs to churn, and the somewhat squeamish Light Elves at the rear turned pale, looking down and vomiting intensely.


    At this point on the battlefield, one side��s Asa warriors were incredibly brave and difficult to kill; the other side��s Warner warriors were resilient, impossible to kill.


    Thus, this grand Divine War gradually reached a stalemate, even acquiring an incongruous sense of comedy amidst the bloodshed.


    This damn Said Witchcraft!


    Odin��s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he immediately raised his Eternal Spear, invoking the authority of the World Tree, trying to destroy the Life Field built by Gulveig.


    However, he found the effect to be minimal.


    ��Was the battlefield their choice?�� Luo En asked softly from the side.


    Odin nodded, his face growing even darker.


    At that moment, how could he not understand that the Warner Divine Race had not been idle during this time? After suffering a setback, they learned from their pain and gradually completed the erosion of Divinity throughout Valhalla.


    Now, the authority of the World Tree found it hard to limit Gulveig��s Said Witchcraft in this environment.


    And he, realizing too late, had fallen into the Warner trap.


    ��Fighting is an art; use your brain more before starting a war next time,�� Luo En patted Odin��s shoulder, advising earnestly.


    Compared to the battles and grand divine wars of Greece, with their mature systems that repeatedly relied on intrigue, the Nordic Divine War was still too primitive.


    After all, on this land that birthed Berserkers and Viking pirates, there was always a lack of tactical and strategic foundation.


    Even if Odin had drunk from the Springs of Wisdom, it was impossible for him to make a silk purse out of a sow��s ear, to elevate his command to the level of a war god.


    In any case, he was still too green.


    Fortunately, as one of the few wise individuals in the Nordic World, Odin had the grace to take Luo En��s reminder to heart. Raising his Eternal Spear, he locked onto a familiar aura within the Warner camp and hurled it with all his might.


    Since he couldn��t break Gulveig��s Life Field formed by Said Witchcraft, he might as well take out Gulveig first, to distract her from the battlefield.


    ��Clang!��


    However, a golden halo shot out from the Warner camp, forcefully knocking the Eternal Spear away.


    Immediately, the two streams of light that missed their targets flew back to their owners.


    Seeing that familiar figure holding a golden sword and bearing white swan wings on her back, hovering in mid-air, Luo En��s lips curled upwards.


    Valkyrie Freya!


    ��Old rules?��


    ��One each!��


    The two exchanged a look and, understanding each other, leaped up, rushing towards their respective foes on the battlefield.

 Chapter 798 798 12 Are You Up to It, Freya

    ?Chapter 798: Chapter 12 Are You Up to It, Freya? Chapter 798: Chapter 12 Are You Up to It, Freya? High in the sky.


    Seeing the familiar gold-red streak of light rising from the Asa camp and circling in front of her before flying off into the distance, Freya understood the signal and chased after it on horseback.


    As she arrived at a desolate open area, Luo En turned his head back and his eyes revealed a trace of amazement.


    At this moment, Freya, with feathers adorning her silver helmet and wearing a blood-red slim-fitting battle dress, held a small round shield in one hand and the invincible Golden Sword in the other. Riding a small valiant white-winged Pegasus and boasting a beautiful countenance with a stern demeanor, she looked the very image of a rose on the battlefield.


    Luo En raised his hand slightly and summoned the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the Magic Circle Diagram, teasingly speaking up,


    ��You dare to follow? Quite brave. You got away last time, but you may not be so lucky this time.��


    ��Hmph, it��s not certain who will win yet!��


    Freya responded with a cold laugh, her eyes full of defiance, clearly not reconciled to her previous defeat.


    ...


    The two locked eyes from across the space, and without another word, they both brandished their swords at each other.


    Freya��s swordsmanship was sharp and full of vigor, her Sword of Victory brought forth endless golden waves with its auto-targeting function, creating the feeling of crushing force from all directions that made one feel tiny like being on the vast ocean.


    Luo En raised the fiery Fiery Flame Demon Sword, thrusting, poking, piercing, and sweeping with ease, much like an oar of a boat, seemingly fragile and small, yet always capable of splitting waves, carrying his small vessel upstream.


    Seeing her opponent��s carefree demeanor sparked the pride in Freya��s heart, and she immediately gritted her teeth, increasing the tempo of her assault tenfold. Divine Power rushed out like a tidal wave, inciting an even greater blanket of golden waves, hoping to obliterate the ��small boat�� at the center of the storm.


    Luo En, faced with the intense onslaught, continued lifting, swinging, blocking, and counterattacking calmly.


    In the heat of battle, his swordsmanship had reached near perfection; each move was made with precision, with no Divine Power wasted.


    However, seeing her attacks failing to prevail, Freya grew more impatient.


    Faster!


    Even faster!


    Let��s see how long you can block!


    The Valkyrie, desperate for victory, pushed her speed and Divine Power to the limit, even sacrificing her below-saddle Pegasus that was slightly slowing her down.


    No matter how she changed her tactics or burst forth with power, the Golden Sword��s edge could never breach the three-foot radius around her opponent.


    It was as if there was an unbreakable bronze wall and iron barricade in that place, easily blocking the wind from all sides.


    Watching the sweat beads form on Freya��s forehead, Luo En ��kindly�� suggested,


    ��Can you handle this? Do you want to stop for a breath?��


    Hearing these seemingly caring but actually mocking words made Freya��s blood rush to her head,


    ��You bastard...��


    However, in the moment she spoke, the breath that had been consistent with her swordsmanship faltered.


    Opportunity!


    Luo En��s eyes narrowed, and the Fiery Flame Demon Sword in his hand shot out a hundred feet of overpowering light.


    Sensing the terrifying Divinity contained within, Freya��s face changed dramatically, hastily holding the Sword of Victory across her chest to block.


    But the saying goes that the overly rigid is easily broken.


    Her prior relentless attacks had left her emergency contingencies full of gaps, and the hastily gathered Divine Power was no match for the long-planned flame light.


    ��Boom!��


    In the thundering roar, the auroras collided, the scorching flames shattered the endless golden waves around, nearly evaporating the entire ocean.


    ��Bang!��


    The Sword of Victory flew out of Freya��s hand, and her body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, her once delicate face turning a sickly pallor as a trickle of gold-red Divine Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.


    Feeling the intruding fire Divine Power ravenously ravaging her Divinity and life force, Freya barely flapped her wings to stabilize herself, attempting to fly towards the Warner Divine Race camp.


    Once there, the Life Field built by the Warner Divine Race would help her recover quickly.


    However, this all too obvious intent couldn��t escape Luo En��s notice.


    Or rather, he had purposefully led and controlled the entire situation from the start.


    Thus, almost the moment Freya conceived this thought, two crescent-shaped sharp sword lights sliced through the air, severing the swan wings fluttering behind her.


    ��Ooh!��


    Freya let out a stifled grunt, communicating with her senses; her body uncontrollably crashed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.


    Just as she had managed to steady her spirit and climb out of the deep pit, a dark red greatsword appeared through the smoke at lightning speed, resting on her fair neck:


    ��General, don��t move.��


    Luo En opened his mouth with a smile, the sword��s edge approaching Freya��s vulnerable throat a few inches closer, forcing the Valkyrie to lower her arm that had sought to recall the Sword of Victory and honestly acknowledge her status as a defeated prisoner.


    Looking at that resentful and pretty face, Luo En couldn��t help but shake his head internally.


    Silly child, did you think your defeats were just flukes?


    By daring to leave the Life Field of the Warner Divine Race and challenge me to a duel, you already lost the initiative; and it took barely any provocation to lose control of your temper, throwing off your rhythm of attack... These negative factors combined, you don��t stand a chance.


    You can��t beat me with brute strength, and you can��t outsmart me either.


    So, no matter how many times, you will always be the loser.


    Musing to himself for a moment, Luo En used the sword��s tip to lift the chin of his defeated opponent, opening his mouth in mockery:

 Chapter 799 799 12 Are You Up to It, Freya_2

    ?Chapter 799: Chapter 12 Are You Up to It, Freya?_2 Chapter 799: Chapter 12 Are You Up to It, Freya?_2 ��Let��s go, it��s time to meet your kin.��


    ��You think you can use me to threaten them? Dream on!��


    Freya raised her eyebrows and sneered before slamming her head against the sword��s edge.


    Seeing this, Luo En quickly withdrew his magic sword Leavateinn and, with a backhand strike, knocked Freya unconscious by hitting the back of her neck.


    Looking at the wound on her throat and the golden-red Divine Blood smeared on the blade, Luo En was somewhat caught between laughter and tears.


    Prefer death to submission? Was she always this fierce?


    Well, might as well capture her and figure things out later.


    ...


    Having made up his mind, Luo En picked up Freya from the ground and leaped back toward the Asa camp.


    By now, after a period of intense battle, the plain that served as the battlefield was filled with pits and remains, with the floating battle ships of the Asa Divine Race crashing down in flames toward the ground, while the Warrior of Wan riding Pegasus dominated most of the sky.


    Clearly, the tide was turning against the Asa Divine Race.


    After all, even if Divine King Odin had blessed the entire Asa army before the battle began, making them impervious to weapons and fiercely brave, they were bound to tire and eventually exhaust their strength.


    This was the inevitable affliction of Berserkers.


    In contrast, the Warner Divine Race, sheltered by the Life Field, continuously regenerated, undefeated in battle. The longer the battle dragged on, the more advantageous it became for them.


    And Divine King Odin, who had infiltrated the Warner camp intending to deal with Gulveig, also returned disheveled from the fray.


    The reason was simple. As an older and more mature divine system, the Warner Divine Race had more than just Gulveig as a Chief God.


    This time, the deity who stymied Odin was Niord, a Warner deity.


    He held authority over summer, the ocean, storms, fishing, and wealth, possessed extraordinary combat power, and was also the Warner Divine King.


    With Gulveig��s assistance, Odin, outmatched two to one, naturally didn��t gain any advantage.


    However, when he saw Luo En returning to the battlefield with Freya in tow, the gloom on his face was instantly replaced by joy, and the spirits of the embattled Asa Pantheon of Gods soared.


    Conversely, the key figures of the Warner Divine Race changed their expressions upon seeing their Valkyrie captured.


    ��Quick, rescue her!��


    Niord, the tall and slender Warner Divine King, surrounded by a breeze and the aura of sunlight, immediately gave the order.


    Next to him was a handsome youth, who bore a resemblance to Freya, promptly mounted a Pegasus, ready to organize troops for an aerial assault.


    He was none other than Freya��s brother��the Fertility God Frey.


    However, before Frey could make a move, a deep, cold snort halted his actions:


    ��Rescue what? Do you think this is a game? Stop!��


    Light Bearer Gulveig, wielding her magic wand, approached from the ranks.


    ��But mother, that��s my sister, your daughter!��


    Frey protested with a look of grievance, clutching the reins tightly.


    Gulveig glanced sidelong at her son and chastised him coldly:


    ��Silence! On the battlefield, you should address me by my Divine Office!��


    ��Yes, High Priest...��


    Cowed by his mother��s domineering spirit, Frey could only lower his head obediently, though his young face was full of defiance.


    Seeing that the atmosphere was turning sour, Niord, seated on the throne, chuckled awkwardly to smooth things over:


    ��High Priest, perhaps we should let Frey try? He might be able to rescue Freya.��


    ��Do you think this is a game? Even Freya wasn��t a match for him, what can he do? Become the second hostage?��


    Gulveig reprimanded without a shred of politeness, her words showing no respect for the Warner Divine King.


    Yet facing such presumptuousness and rudeness, Niord was like a mouse that had seen a cat, not daring to retort.


    Because, within the Warner Divine Race, which governed the ocean, life, and abundance, the Goddess��s Authority surpassed that of the male deities, and the status of a Priest was higher than that of a Divine King.


    In a sense, she was the actual ruler of the Warner Divine Race.


    And, more importantly, this High Priest was also the Divine King��s own elder sister.


    Apart from the Divine Name of Light Bearer Gulveig, she also held the aliases of Fertility Goddess Narcissus, Goddess of Marriage and Family Freya, and the twelve-fold Divine Incarnations of Saga (Speech), El (Compassion), Gefjun (Giving), Fula (Adviser), Fen (Love), Lofen (Approval), Fara (Oaths), Val (Truth), Linn (Dissent), Helin (Protection), Snother (Wisdom), and Gena (Messenger).


    Looking at her brother��s fearful expression, Gulveig, or rather, Freya, shook her head in disappointment and scoffed,


    ��Keep your son in line. Don��t let him get in the way!��


    Niord gave a strained laugh, nodding, and signaled to Frey with his eyes to release the reins and retreat back to the camp.


    But Niord, who had always been habitually weak, simply couldn��t control his impetuous young son.


    Seeing this, Freya slapped Frey across the face and coldly commanded,


    ��Get back!��


    Under his mother��s fearsome authority, Frey, clutching his swelling cheek, obediently let go of the reins, abandoning the thought of heading into battle to rescue his sister.


    Watching the father and son duo, who did not dare meet her gaze, the disappointment in Freya��s eyes grew even more intense.


    As the two remaining Chief Gods of the Warner Divine Race, she had no choice but to join with her brother Niord to birth a powerful bloodline to expand the Warner Divine Race��s military strength.


    The Valkyrie Freya and the Fertility God Frey were the progeny of their union.


    But Niord��s temperament was too soft, and even though she personally helped him ascend to the throne of the Divine King, he lacked the intimidation and strategy befitting of a Divine King, which deeply dissatisfied Freya. She had to assume various identities and lead the Warner Divine Race in seeking development.


    And after long voyages at sea and exploration beyond the Realm, they eventually arrived at this nascent God Era World and gradually took root in a land called Valhalla.


    In the peaceful days of the past, Niord could just about manage to maintain appearances as the Divine King, but now, when faced with an issue of life and death for the Warner Divine Race, his courage and strategy proved woefully inadequate.


    Perhaps, only by replacing him with a stronger and wiser king could this problem be fundamentally solved.


    But at this moment, such thoughts were futile. Freya composed her troubled mind and listlessly waved her hand,


    ��Order a retreat.��


    Upon hearing her words, Niord, as if granted a pardon, immediately ordered the warriors of Wan to withdraw, invoking his authority to summon clouds and mist for cover.


    Likewise, the Divine King Odin of the Asa Divine Race did not dare to pursue rashly.


    On one hand, he had suffered losses at the hands of Niord and Freya and did not have the assurance of victory.


    On the other hand, the Asa Divine Race had suffered significant casualties in the recent great battle. If they decided to push on, they could easily fall into another trap set by the Warner Divine Race. And if the Warner Divine Race chose to outflank and destroyed the Teleportation Array of the Rainbow Bridge, cutting off the Asa��s Divine Race��s retreat, the Asa��s main forces would become stranded, possibly leading to a catastrophic rout that was not worth the potential gains.


    Seeing Odin refrain from impulsively pursuing, Luo En also breathed a sigh of relief, taking his captives back to the Asa��s camp and orderly retreating to Asgard.


    As the splendid bands of light vanished from Valhalla, a grand Divine War came to a somewhat anticlimactic, temporary conclusion.


    Returning to the Immortal Palace, Luo En pointed to the prisoner in his grasp and turned to Odin,


    ��What about her?��


    ��By Asa��s custom, you deal with your spoils of war yourself!��


    Odin responded with a hearty laugh, his tone carrying a trace of teasing.


    Then, he said farewell to Luo En, leading his troops back to the city for rest.


    Luo En looked up and down at his captive, his eyes then moving interestedly towards the streamlined silver armor perfectly fitting her curves, his gaze flickered cryptically.


    Swan Feather Weave? Seems like a good research topic.


    ~~


    Into the night, boisterous drinking and robust chanting reverberated over Asgard, and the aroma of food and the sweetness of nectar wafted from the Golden Palace.


    As a reward for valiantly killing enemies, Divine King Odin hosted a banquet at the Golden Palace to honor the most outstanding warriors of Asa.


    Luo En was also among the invited. However, citing fatigue as an excuse, he politely declined the celebration, hiding away in the Temple alone, keenly studying his war spoils.


    Of course, that Swan Feather Weave...


    The material of this thing was quite unique, weightless, seemingly woven out of mist, and its touch was close to that of human skin.


    Moved by curiosity, Luo En couldn��t help but reach out to touch it, even biting it gently with his teeth.


    ��Woo~!��


    At this moment, the figure tied up and tossed in the corner of the Temple also came to consciousness, her graceful body squirming, emitting a muted moan, a pair of watery eyes looking indignantly at the person touching and biting the Swan Feather Weave, their gaze turning icy.


    Noticing Freya��s reaction, Luo En��s hand stiffened, awkwardly putting down the Swan Feather Weave.


    It seemed that the item had some kind of sensory connection with the wearer.

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    ?Chapter 800: Chapter 13 Training in Progress Chapter 800: Chapter 13 Training in Progress ��Woken up?��


    With a gentle voice, Luo En turned around and approached Freya, smiling and offering goodwill.


    However, the Valkyrie who had become a prisoner was not grateful; her gaze was filled with caution:


    ��What do you want?��


    ��Don��t be nervous, I just want to chat with you.��


    Luo En spoke softly to reassure, taking the initiative to untie the Curses ropes binding her.


    As her restraints loosened, Freya��s expression eased slightly, but she still harbored some doubts:


    ��What do you want to talk about?��


    ��I��m quite interested in your origins, and if it��s not too much trouble, I��d like to learn about your past.��


    ...


    Luo En paused for a moment and looked at Freya with sincerity,


    ��Actually, you must have noticed that I��m not fond of violence. I believe that development isn��t limited to just war. If we can deepen our understanding of each other, perhaps Warner and Asa don��t have to fight to the death and can coexist in this world.��


    Freya was quite moved by these words but was still hesitant:


    ��I won��t betray my people, so I can��t easily tell you information about my tribe...��


    ��That��s easy! You can ask me anything you want to know about the Asa Divine Race, and we��ll take turns asking questions. We can share what we are willing to discuss and change the topic if we wish to keep something to ourselves. Fair, right?��


    Luo En suggested a compromise with a smile, his earnestness evident in every word.


    After thinking it over for a moment, Freya nodded in agreement.


    She, too, was full of curiosity about the Asa Divine Race and thought that if she could pry some important information from him to take back to her tribe, she might regain some of the honor she lost on the battlefield.


    With both parties reaching an agreement, the ice-breaking dialogue between the two races officially commenced.


    To put Freya at ease, Luo En��s initial questions were casual, such as her favorite food, hobbies, usual entertainments, and what her homeland was like.


    And to the questions posed by Freya, as long as they did not involve the secrets of the Asa Divine Race, Luo En replied with patience and honesty.


    In this friendly atmosphere, Freya gradually relaxed and began to respond with some trivial information about her tribe.


    As the exchange deepened, Luo En used his powerful analytical ability and vast reserve of mythological knowledge to piece together a basic outline of the Warner Divine Race from the snippets of information given by Freya.


    They were an extraterritorial Divine Race that drifted in from the sea, choosing to flee overseas to find a new homeland after defeat in the Divine War.


    The Light Bearer Gulveig, or rather Goddess Freya, was their de facto leader. She led her people across the ocean to Valhalla, guided by prophecy of the existence of the Nordic God Era.


    Additionally, the main forces of the Warner Divine Race included the Divine King Niord, who governed the seas, storms, and summer, and Frey, the god of fertility. One was Freya��s brother and the other, her son.


    With this information, Freya��s identity became clear.


    She was a princess of the Warner Clan, the biological daughter of Divine King Niord and Goddess Freya.


    As for the origins of the Warner Divine Race, Luo En had his conjectures.


    Matrilineal clans, nature worship, ocean reverence, migration due to Divine War... Putting these clues together, the answer pointed to the Celtic-Irish mythological system, which had intricate connections to the Nordic God Era.


    According to the Celtic-Irish myths, their Divine Era witnessed five ��great invasions.��


    The leader of the first group of invaders was said to be Noah��s son Bis from West Asian mythology; they were survivors of the Great Flood bringing new deities and civilization;


    The second group of invaders was named Pasulang, said to come from the East;


    The third group was another descendant of Noah, believed to originate from Greece and Rome;


    The fourth group under Giant Fomor��s leadership was the deep-sea Giant Clan from the ocean;


    The final group of invaders was the Danu Divine Race, descendants of Goddess Danu. Led by the great ��Silver Hand�� Nuada, they became the last ruling Divine Race of Celtic-Irish history, said to come from the sky.


    Of course, calling it a great invasion, it is difficult to determine who were the natives and who were the newcomers, and history is often written by the victors.


    In this intense survival game, Danu Divine Race defeated all opponents to emerge as the final victors, establishing the foundation of later Celtic-Irish myths.


    Freya and her Warner Divine Race were undoubtedly among the losers, forced to go into exile overseas and eventually find a new foothold in the nascent Nordic God Era.


    Based on the characteristics of their faith and the lineages within the mythology, the Warner Divine Race with their oceanic and fertility divinity was likely linked to the deep-sea Giant Clan from the fourth great invasion.


    In fact, not only did the Celtic-Irish mythological lineage influence the Nordic World, but the Nordic World also had a profound impact on the Celtic-Irish civilization.


    For example, it��s mentioned in Irish mythology that Queen Scatha of the Shadow Country and the Light Bearer Cu Chulainn had once mastered the Lun Runes from the Nordic, and their spears also appear to be replicas of Odin��s Eternal Spear;


    And in the Nordic epic ��Volsung Saga,�� the dragon slayer Sigurd pulled out a godly sword named Glam, or ��Sword in the Stone,�� inserted into a great tree by an incarnation of Divine King Odin��a nameless old man. The sword, which had been damaged and reforged, symbolized glory and ruin, and bore a striking resemblance to the future Arthurian legend in Celtic myths, where King Arthur pulled the Sword from the Stone during a knightly trial.

 Chapter 801 801 13 Training in Progress_2

    ?Chapter 801: Chapter 13 Training in Progress_2 Chapter 801: Chapter 13 Training in Progress_2 In short, Nordic mythology and the Celtic-Irish system exhibit a variety of borrowings and fusions, and it��s very likely that the two had made contact and connection in the early days of mythology.


    So that��s how it is, interesting...


    As Luo En sorted through various pieces of information in his mind, he pieced together the answers with great interest.


    But just as he was lost in thought, a harsh light flashed in Freya��s downcast eyes, and her right hand suddenly bent into a claw, reaching out as fast as Lightning.


    As a Valkyrie who had experienced blood and fire, she was no delicate and gullible flower but a Rose with thorns.


    Becoming a captive willingly was never her style.


    You��re only to blame for being foolish. You believe what a woman says?


    ...


    Freya sneered inwardly, her right hand reaching for her opponent��s throat even faster.


    However, the moment her fingers touched his skin, her body suddenly shuddered, and a tingling current surged from her lower abdomen, spreading instantly throughout her body, causing her to stiffen as if struck by lightning, unable to move the slightest bit.


    Luo En slowly raised his head and sighed as he looked at the suddenly aggressive Freya,


    ��We had agreed to a peaceful exchange, didn��t we? You��re making me very sad...��


    Realizing something was amiss, Freya rolled her eyes to look at the cause of this change.


    She saw a crimson imprint composed of two concentric arcs and a vertical mark in the center on her flat, smooth, snow-white abdomen, which was further wrapped in a protective triangle unique to the Asa Divine Race.


    The mark, seemingly drawn with blood, was now spreading web-like patterns throughout her body, controlling her every muscle, every strand of consciousness.


    With a crisp snap of his fingers, the glowing pattern extinguished, and the bloodstains retreated beneath her flesh.


    But the sensation of being controlled lingered as if at a command or a gesture, she would become this man��s puppet once again.


    Freya��s face drastically changed, and she looked at him in horror,


    ��What have you done to me?��


    ��An X mark, once branded with this, your mind will think of nothing but that one sordid thought, never anything else...��


    ��?!��


    Luo En glanced at Freya��s suddenly pale face and chuckled.


    ��Don��t worry, where in the world would such a thing exist? This is a Compulsory Divine Seal, just a little trick to make you more obedient...��


    ��Despicable!��


    Freya bit her lip with a look of anguished fury.


    Luo En rolled his eyes and looked at the Valkyrie who was accusing him with irritation,


    ��Come on, you didn��t say that when you tried to attack me just now. I trusted you so much! I not only released your bonds, but I also informed you of Asa��s situation without any reservations, hoping our races could coexist peacefully. Yet, you let me down and tried to strike at me!��


    ��Hah, you didn��t honestly inform me of Asa��s intel because you��re kind, but because you never intended to let me go. Knowing more is useless to me!��


    Freya bluntly exposed his seemingly noble attitude, sneering at the reality of the situation.


    ��Right, quite clever of you.�� Luo En looked at her admiringly, not at all angered, his smile growing even brighter, ��Then keep guessing, what do you think I��m going to do next?��


    ��...��


    ��The night is deep and quiet, a beautiful captive warrior is before me, not only without any power to resist but also having been drained of all value. How should I deal with her?��


    Luo En advanced with a smile, his eyes full of ill intent,


    ��For your sake, I even turned down Odin��s banquet. A little compensation shouldn��t be too much to ask for, right?��


    ��Ugh, if you dare, kill me!��


    Freya shut her eyes and stood firm, her face full of rage, ready to enter her ��Ugh, kill me�� script.


    This familiar sense of de?ja? vu intrigued Luo En, who teasingly lifted Freya��s chin with his fingertip and whispered into the ear of the Valkyrie,


    ��Kill you? That would be such a waste. How about we play something more thrilling?��


    With the touch of skin and the teasing by her ear, the Valkyrie seemed to realize the harsh reality she was about to face, her body involuntarily trembling, her complexion turning deathly pale.


    Seeing her reaction, Luo En was surprised,


    ��Hmm? Such an intense reaction, don��t tell me you��re inexperienced in this area?��


    ��None of your business!��


    Freya gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, refusing to admit defeat.


    Seeing her reaction, Luo En��s speculations were confirmed. He was reminded of the description of Valkyries in the original texts:


    �� Valkyries are daughters of earthly kings chosen by the gods, or Odin��s own daughters, or ��virgin warriors�� who have sworn to serve the gods and were chosen to ascend to heaven.


    Yes, virgin warriors...


    Only the purest and most beautiful female warriors qualified as Valkyries, guiding the Heroic Spirits of the Mortal World to the Valhalla Temple.


    And in the Nordic mythological system, male Heroic Spirits belong to Odin, while the leader of the Valkyrie army is Freya.


    For the time being, at least while serving as a Valkyrie, Freya needed to keep herself pure.


    A chaste future God of Love?


    Looking at Freya, who trembled under his lechery, Luo En couldn��t help but find it somewhat amusing.


    ��What are you laughing at? If you have the guts, just come at me. Don��t think that I��m afraid of you!��


    Freya glared back through gritted teeth, trembling, yet she still lifted her slender, pale neck, trying to maintain the pride of a Valkyrie.


    Having teased her enough, Luo En chuckled and shook his head:


    ��Enough, I won��t tease you anymore. I am, after all, a bona fide god. I have no interest in educating you in adult matters. Moreover, for the sake of future coexistence between our races, I couldn��t possibly harm you lightly. You��ll stay in Asgard for now. I��ll see how the Warner Divine Race reacts before deciding your fate.��


    As his voice trailed off, the sense of restraint within Freya faded away like the tide.


    Coexistence between our two races? Was he serious?


    Freya was first surprised, then seeing that silhouette about to step out of the Temple, she felt a sense of relief and couldn��t help but mock:


    ��Tch, after all that talk, you��re just a man of words? Can you even follow through?��


    At that moment, Luo En, with one foot already crossing the threshold, stopped and looked back at Freya, who couldn��t wait for him to leave and was quick to flip her demeanor.


    Remembering pain but forgetting the lesson, it seemed she needed a proper education.


    At the sight of that unkind gaze, Freya shuddered, suddenly remembering her status as a captive and involuntarily crossed her arms over her chest, retreating into the shadows and dryly reminded:


    ��You promised not to lay a hand on me...��


    ��It seems that I did.��


    Luo En smiled and nodded in agreement.


    Just when Freya thought she had secured a golden ticket to life, a faint voice came from the doorway:


    ��So, it is something you��ll have to do yourself.��


    ��What?��


    Looking at the bewildered Valkyrie, Luo En��s face half-buried in the night lifted a corner of his mouth into a pleased smile:


    ��Now, touch yourself...��


    As the lingering words reached Freya��s ears, a warm current surged from her lower abdomen, morphing into the blood-red Compulsory Divine Seal with its dominating and coercive effects.


    The familiar puppeteer sensation spread to her limbs. Before Freya could react, her hands uncontrollably climbed her own twin peaks and kneaded them.


    The bizarre sensation and the unprecedented emotions within made the inexperienced Freya��s face stiffen with terror as she cast a pleading look to Luo En:


    ��I was wrong...��


    ��That��s good to know, after all, I��m not some demon.��


    Luo En graciously nodded, then smilingly said,


    ��For tonight, just enjoy yourself ten times. Don��t stop until you��ve met that target.��


    ��?!��


    Amid Freya��s astonished gaze, the silhouette by the door graciously waved, then shut the door and strode into the dense night.


    In the next moment, that strong sense of control completely overtook Freya��s will, manipulating her hands as they explored and pleasured her body.


    A mix of weeping and indignant moans echoed throughout the Temple all night long, until the break of dawn.

 Chapter 802 802 14 Freyas Fall

    ?Chapter 802: Chapter 14 Freya��s Fall Chapter 802: Chapter 14 Freya��s Fall The next morning, the grand doors of the Temple were gently pushed open.


    Luo En, the master, swayed the golden cup filled with Honey Wine in his hand, standing leisurely at the doorway, extending a ��friendly�� greeting to his guest.


    ��How was last night?��


    ��Despicable...��


    The weak accusation, mixed with slight tremors and even a hint of crying, was feeble.


    At that moment, Valkyrie, once spirited and conscientious about her image, was leaning on a column beside her with her knuckles white; her hair disheveled like dead grass, her face flushed with remnants of red; her trembling body wrapped in a curtain torn from one side, a scent akin to flowers and rust mingled, emanating from the sparkling puddles on the floor.


    At this moment, looking at Freya��s face filled with shame and murderous eyes, Luo En remained unchanged, smilingly said,


    ��So energetic? It seems that you still haven��t served yourself well, add ten more.��


    ...


    Hearing this, Freya��s face paled instantly, and she pleaded hastily,


    ��No, I know I was wrong.��


    ��Tsk tsk, I just love this sincere attitude of admitting your mistakes.��


    ��Then I...��


    ��Twenty times.��


    Amidst Freya��s shocked gaze, Luo En casually replied,


    ��This is a reward, of course, the more outstanding your performance, the more you earn.��


    ��Shameless!��


    Freya trembled, raising her hand in grief and anger.


    ��Thirty times...�� Luo En sipped the warm Honey Wine, his smile brightening.


    Freya shivered, staring defiantly across, ��Wasn��t this supposed to be a reward?��


    ��Insults from an enemy are the highest form of praise, the harsher you curse, the more thrilled I become, definitely need to repay you properly,�� Luo En retorted with humor on his face but an unmistakable smirk, ��Don��t worry, it��s going to be exhilarating.��


    After a demon at the door gave her an encouraging look, then leisurely closed the door, Freya was on the verge of tears, her trembling lips muttering the only adjective that came to her mind:


    ��Scum...��


    And with the door��s last gap sealed tightly, the familiar sensation of being puppeteered washed over her like a tide, her hands uncontrollably exploring upwards and downwards, her body twisting on the floor again, submerged by darkness and humiliation.


    Three days and nights later, after Freya had just refreshed, Luo En came to visit, demonstrating utmost care for his guest.


    Seeing that nightmare-like figure appear at the doorway, Freya lying on the floor and sticking out her tongue, shuddered instantly, nearly bursting into tears from being ��moved��:


    ��I apologize...��


    ��Not sincere, ten more times.��


    The Temple doors that had just opened closed again, with the outside figure leaving suavely, and the familiar puppeteering sensation took over Freya��s limbs again.


    The next day.


    ��I surrender...��


    ��Where is your integrity, your beliefs? Fell so quickly, add ten more penalties!��


    Luo En shook his head in grief and firmly closed the door.


    In the following days, the door repeatedly opened and closed.


    ��Wait, just you wait, I will... eventually kill you...��


    ��Hate harbored, add ten more!��


    ~~


    ��...��


    ��Not talking? Trying to act tough with me? Ten more, keep going!��


    ~~


    ��I��ll fight you!��


    ��Still have the energy? Then carry on.��


    ...


    Finally, after being pulled back and forth about ten times, Freya was utterly numb.


    Seeing Luo En open the door to check on her, she mechanically responded with silence, taking advantage of the returned control of her body to catch her breath, swiftly recovering some energy and spirit.


    And when the door closed again, Freya raised her hands, her slender, crystal-clear fingers skillfully starting their personal exploration and satisfaction.


    After such time of cultivation and certain knowledge implanted into her brain by the Compulsory Divine Seal, she had become incredibly familiar with her body, quickly reaching the zenith of pleasure.


    Her body slackened after a spasm, and the delightful aftermath spread through her mind, bringing a vibrant flush to Freya��s pale cheeks.


    Actually, setting aside the humiliation and involuntary aspects of the punishment, this unusual experience indeed provided an indescribable pleasure, making her confinement in this dark cage somewhat more bearable.


    Yet...


    ��Uh, I haven��t even started, and you��re already enjoying yourself?��


    ...


    Freya, whom she thought was impervious and stoic, looked at her own hands covering her chest, her face turning ashen.


    She had become strange...


    She was no longer pure...


    She no longer deserved to be the pure and noble Valkyrie...


    The Goddess, having lost her faith and support, sat slumped next to a column like an out-of-order doll, her hands drooping helplessly, the draped cloth falling to the floor, revealing hidden spring sights.


    Luo En waved his hand in front of Freya��s eyes, seeing no reaction, he muttered to himself.


    Broken already? So soon?


    Then, his eyes slewing, he leaned close to Freya��s ear, whispering softly,


    ��Don��t worry, this is my Temple, besides me, no one will know what you did inside. Just obey, and once out of this door, you��ll still be Warner Clan��s pure and noble Valkyrie.��


    A flicker of Swan Feather Weave caught her eye, energizing Freya��s previously lifeless gaze as she grasped her own clothing.


    The clothing turned into a silver radiance enveloping her body, covering the flushed residue over her and reassembling her fragmented self-esteem and pride.


    As the silver-white Battle Armor steadied, Freya, regaining her Valkyrie poise, pursed her lips and looked somberly at Luo En before her, asking with a scoff:

 Chapter 803 803 14 Freyas Fall_2

    ?Chapter 803: Chapter 14 Freya��s Fall_2 Chapter 803: Chapter 14 Freya��s Fall_2 ��Speak, what do you want me to do?��


    Although she had taken back the Swan Feather Weave, the Compulsory Divine Seal on her body still existed, her life and death hanging by a thread at the mercy of the man before her.


    And now, she had been caught in an even more shameful trap by this fellow, forcing her to bow her head if she wished to maintain her dignity and reputation among the Warner Clan.


    Luo En tossed a Crystal Stone used for capturing images in his hand, his smile playful, ��Are you questioning me?��


    Freya��s body shook, she bit her cherry lips, her normally cold face blossoming into a charming smile, her voice becoming sweet and seductive,


    ��Of course not, I am asking for your instructions. After all, I am your trophy, isn��t how I am disposed of up to you?��


    ��Hmm, you��ve learned to hide your emotions so quickly, that��s quite the improvement.��


    Luo En��s eyes were filled with satisfaction, not minding in the slightest Freya��s true feelings, which were undoubtedly murderous.


    ...


    The Valkyrie��s smile grew even brighter, further concealing her murderous intentions, and she sincerely replied,


    ��It��s mostly because you taught me so well, I assure you I will remember this kindness.��


    ��Well then, that��s perfect, I need a maid, if you��d like to continue learning and showing gratitude, you can stay by my side for a while. Or...��


    Luo En suggested with a smile, his meaning clear as he pointed towards the Temple.


    Faced with such an ultimatum, Freya knew very well what to choose without a second thought, and swiftly assumed the role,


    ��My Lord, what are your orders?��


    Seeing the respectful bowing of the head before him, Luo En��s mood was extremely pleasant.


    It had taken some effort, but he had finally tamed this woman.


    ��First, clean up my Temple, I��ll give you one hour.��


    After briefly explaining, Luo En turned and left through the door.


    As the nightmarish figure disappeared from sight, Freya breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at her first task.


    Puddles of transparent water stains refracted sparkling luster under the sunlight, casting a layer of filth over the originally sacred hall.


    Freya��s cheeks flushed with embarrassment; she cursed the culprit in private and plunged into cleaning up the traces of her humiliation one by one.


    An hour later, the doors of the Temple opened on time, the interior looking brand new.


    And seeing the figure of Freya, who had changed her Battle Armor for a plain long dress, Luo En was somewhat surprised.


    ��Why have you changed into that?��


    ��I am your maid, and to better serve you, of course, I must wear something more convenient.��


    Freya answered with a smile, her demeanor elegant.


    Luo En took her in from head to toe, a trace of delight flashing in his eyes.


    He wondered if it was the result of his re-education, but Freya seemed to have tapped into her potential as the goddess of love and beauty; without the Valkyrie��s attire, her Charisma not only did not diminish but seemed even greater than before.


    Of course, a rose with hidden thorns was all the more dangerous.


    Luo En smiled slightly and took out the Sword of Victory, which he had confiscated, from the Magic Circle Diagram, casually tossing it to her,


    ��Not bad in terms of realization, I am giving this back to you.��


    The most cunning of foxes can��t outplay a skilled hunter; if she wasn��t honest, he didn��t mind having a little fun at her expense.


    Taking back the weapon she��d lost and now regained, Freya still reacted indifferently, simply placing it back in the Magic Circle Diagram and maintaining a light dress, standing respectfully behind her new master.


    Not bad, she had made progress, at least her ability to endure was commendable.


    Now that she had adjusted her mindset, he would start to reform her behavior.


    ��Hum!��


    As Luo En pondered, a beam of gold-blue light surged into the sky, tearing apart the clouds cloaking the Immortal Palace, and two black ravens cried out, turning into a rain of blood.


    Freya��s heart lifted at the sight.


    That was the Divine Power of Life from the Warner Divine Race, and the only Deities with such Authority would be her mother, Freya.


    Having been captured for so long, her mother finally remembered her!


    Yes! Teach these Nordic barbarians a lesson; breathe some life back into her spirit!


    However, Freya��s joy lasted only a few seconds before a faint scoff came from the side, quenching the expectation and excitement in her heart,


    ��It seems that you don��t hold a great place in your mother��s heart.��


    ��What do you mean?��


    Freya turned around, her eyes warily on Luo En.


    Luo En rubbed his brow, explaining lightly,


    ��Look carefully, that��s Odin��s Messenger! He heeded my advice, wishing to have peace talks with the Warner Clan, wanting to cease the war, and has agreed to release you back to Valhalla as a condition. Your mother has received this message, and not only did she disagree, but she also sent a declaration of war, even killing his ravens!��


    ��So, what of it? We of the Warner Divine Race are more deserving of human worship than you, and we are more suited to rule this World.��


    ��Don��t you understand? There are many ways to refuse, and she is deliberately provoking Odin. Having suffered such humiliation, what do you think will happen to you?��


    ��...��


    Freya fell into silence, the smile on her face gone; she bit her cherry lips anxiously.


    The answer was clear without saying.


    Her mother, the true power holder of the Warner Clan, had abandoned her.


    As a Valkyrie, she was duty-bound to die for the Warner Clan, but there was a difference between a willing sacrifice and heartless abandonment.


    At this moment, as Odin in the Golden Palace saw his Messenger sent to Valhalla slain, he opened his one eye in furious rage,


    ��Very well, people of Warner! You are asking for it! If it��s war you want, then I shall grant you war! Until death do us part!��

 Chapter 804 804 14 Freyas Fall_3

    ?Chapter 804: Chapter 14 Freya��s Fall_3 Chapter 804: Chapter 14 Freya��s Fall_3 A bone-chilling cold permeated the skies above Asgard, as the enraged Asa Divine King vented his fury on the entire Warner Divine Race.


    Freya��s body stiffened, as if she had plunged into an ice cellar.


    Fortunately, a warm current flowed into her body from behind, restoring some sensation to her numb limbs.


    Freya turned her head to look at Luo En next to her, her eyes showing surprise and complexity.


    ��Odin is serious this time, you��re probably in big trouble.��


    Luo En glanced at the newly recruited maid beside him and felt a headache coming on.


    Before he could figure out how to protect this Valkyrie from the Warner Clan, the sky stirred again, and a warning Sacred Flame soared up from the Midgard World, dyeing half the sky golden.


    ...


    Seeing this, Luo En��s face also turned unpleasant.


    Troubles in Midgard too! Trouble never comes alone!


    ��It��s the Giants! The Frost Giants and Mountain Giants from Jotunheim are amassing a large army at the edge of Iron Forest in Midgard World!��


    Several Immortal Palace Guards responsible for interpreting and conveying information rushed over, their faces filled with panic.


    ��What��s the panic!�� Luo En stopped the guards and coldly snapped, ��How many have come?��


    ��Over a hundred thousand!��


    The guard��s face turned pale, and he couldn��t help but swallow.


    Meanwhile, upon hearing the news, Odin, who had rushed over from the Golden Palace, couldn��t help but inhale sharply, his expression exceedingly grim.


    A hundred thousand! This meant almost all the Giants from Jotunheim had poured out!


    ��It looks like Valhalla has reached some kind of agreement with Jotunheim. No wonder Freya suddenly became so assertive.��


    Luo En pinpointed the crux of the matter, raising his hand to rub his somewhat sore brow.


    ��They��ve joined forces? Had I known, I should have dealt with them all earlier!�� Odin snorted coldly, his expression slightly agitated. His gaze also inadvertently slid toward Freya standing behind Luo En, clearly wanting to vent his anger on this Valkyrie of Warner, either to threaten the Warner Clan with her or to simply make an example of her.


    ��Complaining now solves nothing.�� Luo En waved his hands and proposed gravely, ��Let��s do this��continue handling the Warner Divine Race yourself, and I��ll take charge of defending Midgard, intercepting the Giants trying to break through from the Iron Forest! Let��s stabilize our footing in the first wave of their assault, then slowly find the cracks between them and figure out a strategy.��


    Just then, Freya stepped forward, offering herself to Luo En,


    ��I��ll go too!��


    ��You?��


    Luo En showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.


    Freya nodded, answering solemnly:


    ��As a maid, it��s natural to follow close by my master. Where you go, I go!��


    By now, she knew how precarious her situation was and who could truly protect her.


    Seeing the covert plea in her eyes, Luo En imperceptibly nodded and then turned to Odin to contemplate,


    ��The main force of Asa is yours, she is with me, two Chief Gods should be able to hold back the Giants from Jotunheim.��


    Odin paused slightly, his solitary eye deeply observing the two before finally nodding in agreement:


    ��Fine, as long as you can keep Midgard secure, I absolutely won��t let those foreign races step a foot out of Valhalla!��


    This was both a promise and a demand.


    Luo En naturally agreed, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.


    Sacrifice is a fundamental rule of the Nordic God Era.


    Therefore, natives represented by the Asa Divine Race also have a robust culture of sacrifice, with ritual human sacrifices before and after battles being a common occurrence.


    At this critical juncture, Freya��s status was particularly sensitive and awkward, practically making her a prime candidate for sacrifice.


    Luckily, this woman was not foolish, knowing to cling to him actively in hopes of following him to Midgard to avoid trouble; otherwise, he wouldn��t even have a chance to protect her.


    As the two authorities from Asgard assigned their tasks, they led their respective Immortal Palace Guards toward Valhalla and Midgard World to confront the grave crisis faced by the Asa Divine Race.


    Old troubles had not yet been eradicated, and new battles were already igniting!

 Chapter 805 805 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most

    ?Chapter 805: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most Chapter 805: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most Midgard World, the Iron Forest.


    This is the boundary between the Human World and the Giant Realm, where colossal trees sprouted from the eyebrows of the Ancestor Giant Ymir take root in the vast snowfield, cold and erect, their whole bodies jet-black, resembling a forest made of iron-cast Long Spears.


    Creak~ Creak~~


    Years of accumulated snow made a muffled sound as towering figures taller than the treetops weaved through the Iron Forest.


    Most of them had either icy blue or brown skin and wore simple pelts around their waists; they wielded tree trunks, ice staves, and stone clubs as primitive weapons and, with heavy footsteps, pushed towards the ice wall built around the Iron Forest.


    Frost Giants and Mountain Giants! So many!


    Atop the ice wall, hundreds of Viking warriors and Temple Priests appointed to guard this post barely poked their heads out, peering through the crenellations to see the monsters from legend crossing the Iron Forest, approaching their defenses, all of them tense as if facing a great enemy, anxiously setting up their Spear and Shield, chanting Divine Texts.


    As the creations of the gods, they had practically grown up listening to the Immortal Palace version of the Creator God��s myths.


    ...


    Legend had it that even the progenitor Buri and Divine King Bao��er had fallen at the hands of the Giants, countless Lives cruelly killed, consumed as sustenance to satiate their hunger. Once these monsters breached the defenses, the fate of those villages and humans in the Midgard World beyond could be easily imagined.


    Realizing the mission that weighed on their shoulders, the warriors and priests suppressed their instinctive fear, gathering their courage to hurl their Spears and shoot Cursed Bullets at the approaching Giants.


    However, these feeble attacks barely caused the Giants to pause in their stride, let alone effectively penetrate the stony keratin and frosty chill of their hide.


    Watching the futile resistance of the tiny creatures on the ice wall, the mountainous Giants roared with laughter.


    This ��human�� race, recently created by Odin in the Midgard World, not only had limited numbers but also significantly weaker physiques compared to the Asa gods. Even the mightier Giants saw them as nothing more than ants on the ground, easily crushed with a lazy flick of their finger.


    Therefore, the ��humans�� weren��t qualified to be their opponents, nor were they worth the Giants assembling an army of one hundred thousand to take seriously.


    And as long as they breached this ice wall, which was as good as nought, reaching the Midgard World to make use of the Rainbow Bridge, they could launch an assault on the Immortal Palace of Asgard.


    The Asa Divine Race that rode atop their heads, the Giants, were the real targets of this campaign.


    Of course, sampling a little appetizer to whet their appetite before the main course wasn��t bad either.


    Just as the Giants gloated and swung their giant trees, stone axes, and ice spears towards the front, eager to witness the delightful scene of flesh bursting apart, a dazzling rainbow light descended from the sky. In an instant, the powerful presence turned the Giants nearing the ice wall into a pile of severed limbs and remains.


    The light faded, and a fully armed, beautiful Goddess appeared in the Mortal World. She knelt on one knee in the scorched pit covered with dense runes, holding her Sword and Shield, with a pair of white swan wings gently outstretched behind her, like an alpine flower blooming upon the snowy plain, sacred and untouchable.


    ��Here they come, reinforcements from the Immortal Palace!��


    The relieved Viking warriors and Temple Priests who survived on the wall leaned out, gazing at the Goddess who appeared at this crisis, their shouts of joy thunderous, morale greatly boosted.


    In contrast, the Giants, who suffered not a few losses, were enraged:


    ��Kill that woman!��


    Watching the Giants gritting their teeth as they surged across the snow and corpses towards her, and with the Rainbow Bridge still not stable, Freya��s mouth twitched involuntarily.


    She played dirty, yet she was the first to be thrown into the fray, a scapegoat!


    Above the clouds, Luo En ignored Freya��s resentful gaze and waved his hand with a smile.


    Although the woman had some quick wits, knew to cling to his coattails, and sneaked into the troop headed for Midgard to avoid Odin��s wrath,


    As a war captive, she should honestly play the role of Paru without trying to shirk the work.


    After all, he wouldn��t risk offending Odin to save Freya out of some saintly whim, but to make full use of a pawn.


    As a Valkyrie of the Warner Clan and a recently indoctrinated target, it would be too wasteful to send her to be a sacrificial offering so soon.


    Instead, throwing her into the fray in Midgard to slay Giants, indirectly contributing to the grand cause of the Asa Divine Race, was far more valuable.


    And at a crucial moment, he could use her Warner bloodline to plant a thorn between the Giant Clan and the Warner Divine Race, preparing to sow discord between the two for the Future.


    By then, suspicion would become a matter of fact, with Freya despised by both the Giant Clan and Warner Divine Race, leaving her no choice but to follow him, her ��master,�� to the bitter end.


    At this moment, the Valkyrie, also realizing this, parried the falling colossal weapons while she strained to explain in a raspy voice:


    ��The one who made the killing blow is still in the sky; it has nothing to do with me...��


    However, the Giants were notoriously hot-tempered and brainless; they wouldn��t hear the explanation of a Deity.


    On the contrary, driven by fury and bloodlust, they wielded their giant trees, stone axes, and ice spears, furiously smashing at the enemy that emerged in the battlefield:


    ��Take her down!��


    Seeing that negotiation was fruitless as more and more Giants gathered and the Rainbow Bridge above only enveloped the ice wall, showing no sign of sending additional forces, Freya knew she was being forced by some bastard to take a stand, so she steeled her heart and, resigned, drew her sword.

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    ?Chapter 806: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_2 Chapter 806: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_2 Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!


    Like a waterfall, the golden sword shadows enveloped in exploding aether cleaved forward, toppling the approaching giants like heavy aerial bombs, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.


    Seeing this, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    ��Welcome aboard, Valkyrie of the Warner Clan.��


    And now that he had achieved his goals of framing and forcing his hand, Luo En no longer stood by as a mere spectator, and he waved his hand to fully open the Rainbow Bridge.


    Streams of light burst from the colorful vortex, scattering across the sky, materializing the majestic outlines of floating battle ships, as the robust and resonant song echoed across the battlefield:


    ��We come from the land of ice and snow,


    From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow,


    The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,


    To fight the horde, singing and crying, Valhalla I am coming!


    Golden Palace, home of the gods


    I am here!��


    ...


    One by one, fully armed Asa warriors accompanied by flashes of rainbow light descended organized onto the battlefield, fearless against an enemy several times their number.


    Born for war, die for honor��this was the concept gradually formed by the Asa Divine Race.


    Death could not frighten them because the Great God Odin would lead their spirits into the Golden Palace to be reborn in the flesh. There, they would make merry, competing in skills with each other until the eternity of the world.


    ��Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!��


    In nearly hoarse roars, Asa warriors burst forth their divine power, their eyes bloodshot, muscles bulging, their physiques visibly swelling several times over, their inner battle fervor and madness wildly flowing, launching a countercharge against the giants invading the Midgard World, their swords, spears, and axes severing limbs and heads of monstrous creatures, declaring their valor with bloodshed.


    ��Roar!��


    Stimulated by the bloodshed, the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants of Jotunheim roared angrily like untamed beasts, emerging densely from the depths of the Iron Forest, grabbing isolated Asa warriors, shredding their spines, and trampling their skulls with the most ferocious and cruel posture, announcing to their enemies who truly ruled this land of ice and fire.


    Though the giants quickly gained the upper hand with their vast numbers and formidable individual strength,


    it was not only the Asa Divine Race warriors who rushed to the battlefield.


    ��[?]!��


    A protective triangle of Rune Symbols lit up from the ground, forming an intertwined defensive charm, repelling the giants�� falling attacks.


    At the same time, human priests gathered atop the ice walls and Light Elf mages on the decks of battle ships chanted divine words, casting recovery, strength, swiftness, sharpness, and intuitive curses, bestowing enhancements upon Asa deities and human warriors, their auras frenziedly stacking, turning the frontline guards into veritable human tanks.


    A few giants, confident in their brute strength, struck down with loud clangs, not only failing to inflict the slightest damage on the diminutive beings but also shattering their primitive weapons.


    ��[?],[k]!��


    Subsequently, Rune Symbols representing divine words, flames, and light appeared in the sky, then bombarded the giants in the Iron Forest, causing their ranks to fall into disarray.


    At the same time, Light Elf Archers from Alfheim, gripping bows and arrows, precisely targeted the leaders of the giants attempting to reorganize their formation for a counterattack, their intense arrow volleys turning them nearly into hedgehogs.


    And the Dwarves from Nidaville, too, piloting floating battle ships, dropped oil and activated magic matrices, furiously bombarding the ground.


    Faced with powerful ground-to-air fire and effective coordination among various military types, the tactically outmaneuvered giants were momentarily stunned and retreated in disorder.


    ��Arrowhead formation, attack!��


    Following Luo En��s command with a wave of his hand, the Immortal Palace Guards gathered around Freya, using her as the spearhead to push forward, aiming to expand their victory.


    The bastard...


    Freya glanced back with a glare, resigned to accept her role as an Asa enforcer, leading the Immortal Palace Guards to charge towards the giants in the Iron Forest.


    With things having reached this point, she had no choice but to join this band of thieves.


    Fortunately, it was Midgard and the giants of Jotunheim she was cutting down, which presented no psychological burden for her as a Warner goddess.


    After all, this was a battlefield, and since the opponents struck first, she couldn��t just sit idly by, could she?


    Freya comforted herself while swinging the Sword of Victory in her hand, relying on her formidable combat abilities to cut down the giants blocking her path, while the Immortal Palace Guards decisively followed, systematically clearing the giants deep in the Iron Forest.


    However, just as the good news was frequently coming from the front, a crisp, harsh chant emanated from the depths of the Iron Forest.


    ��[?]![?]![?]!��


    A chilling storm blew fiercely, sweeping through hundreds of advancing Immortal Palace Guards, mercilessly freezing them into solid ice sculptures.


    ��Crack!!��


    The next moment, the ice-blue blood instantly ruptured the veins and muscles of the Immortal Palace Guards, causing their icy shells to violently shatter.


    The reddish ice shards rolled around, like scattered crystal fragments, reflecting magnificent lustre.


    But the encased chunks of blood and flesh were filled with a sense of bizarre fascination, causing the Asa warriors to shudder and subconsciously halt their advance.


    A giant spellcaster? With a complete grasp of Rune Symbols?


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, following the flow of magic power, looking towards the source.


    There stood a woman with red eyes and purple hair, decked in snow boots, holding a delicately made magic wand, a lofty figure on the pristine snowy ground.

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    ?Chapter 807: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_3 Chapter 807: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_3 The purple and white combat hunting suit appeared slightly disheveled, its hem made of Magic Beasts�� fur nearly dyed red with blood. Fragments of flesh were vaguely visible in the gaps of the metal armor plates, complementing her petite figure and the aloof and proud demeanor.


    To say she was a giant was more like saying she was a goddess.


    A hybrid of giants and deities?


    Luo En furrowed his brows and asked in a deep voice,


    ��Who is she? Does anyone know her?��


    ��Skadi, she is the daughter of Saki, the king of the Mountain Giants, revered by the Giant Clan as the Winter God and Hunting God due to her powerful ice and snow Authority and magical talent.��


    A few dwarves from Dwarf Kingdom of Nidaville on the airship��s deck answered in a hoarse voice, their gaze towards the hybrid goddess on the battlefield filled with strands of fear.


    Since the Dwarf Kingdom of Nidaville bordered Jotunheim, where the giants resided, and because dwarves were naturally good at mining and tunneling, they often roamed searching for mines, excavating veins.


    ...


    Thus, they inevitably dealt with the Mountain Giant Clan.


    In repeated conflicts between the two races, the Winter and Hunting God Skadi, with her formidable combat prowess, had slain countless dwarf elites, becoming a terrifying existence almost capable of stopping children from crying at night in dwarf lore.


    Listening to the dwarves�� somewhat thrilling description, Luo En��s gaze gradually became more complex.


    The Mountain Giant King Saki, Winter God Skadi; although he didn��t know them now, they were figures he would be extremely familiar within the future.


    Because in the future, one was the person Loki tricked to death, and the other was Loki��s rumored lover.


    As a Mountain Giant, Saki was not as simple as ordinary giants, adept in Curses and transformations, always coveting the Youth Apples and the beautiful Goddess of Youth, Icheng, in the Sacred Garden of Asgard.


    Once, Saki found an opportunity to capture Loki and coerce the God of Tricks to lure out Icheng. Saki then transformed into a vulture, kidnapping both the Goddess of Youth and the Youth Apple.


    When the deities of Asa began to age, they realized something was amiss; thus, unwinding the threads, they caught the accomplice Loki.


    The Youth Fruit was fundamental for Asgard��s deities to maintain their Divine Power and eternal youth, absolutely indispensable. And the Goddess of Youth Icheng, tasked with nurturing the Divine Tree, was the only person The Three Fates permitted to pick the Youth Apples, equally crucial for the Divine Authority of Asa.


    Faced with severe interrogation, the criminal Loki had no choice but to confess.


    To amend his faults, he had to wear the ��Swan Feather Weave�� borrowed from the God of Love, Freya, transform into a small bird, and while Saki was out hunting, turned the Goddess of Youth Icheng into a pit fruit hidden on him, escaping all the way towards Asgard.


    However, driven by greed, Saki gave relentless chase, crossing the border of Jotunheim and reaching the front of Asgard��s Citadel, where he was burnt to death by a trap set by the Pantheon of Gods.


    Learning of her father��s death, Skadi, furious, armed herself and stormed Asgard. The deities of Asa, apprehensive of her bravery, hoped to reconcile, betting that if they could make this stern ice goddess laugh, they would mend their ways.


    And the person chosen for the bet was naturally Loki himself.


    By letting loose in public with a show of who was better endowed with a goat, Skadi was successfully made to laugh and had to honor her vow, grudgingly giving up her revenge.


    In another story, ��Loki��s Argue,�� the God of Tricks publicly mocked that Skadi was friendlier in bed, subtly revealing their unusual relationship.


    The Winter God and Hunting God of the Giant Clan, huh? Just the right opportunity to test your mettle.


    Luo En��s eyes narrowed, a hint of malice appearing on his face.


    Meanwhile, on the battlefield, just as Freya stiffened, her body��s Divine Power surged wildly, her Sword of Victory gathering a golden glow as radiant as the sun.


    The next instant, the blazing brilliance cleaved through the sturdy Iron Trees, tearing apart the towering giants, heading straight for the purple-haired goddess on the snowy ground.


    ��[?],[?],[?],[?]!��


    Skadi��s brows furrowed deeply, her lips moving rapidly, chanting the Divine Words at high speed, while her Cen Wood Magic Wand swung continuously, conjuring dozens of blue-purple ice crystals barely intercepting the golden sword light.


    As a slight sting spread across her face, the purple-haired goddess raised her hand to touch the cheek, where ice shards and wind pressure cut a bloody mark, slowly lifting her Cen Wood Magic Wand, her cold chanting filled with a sense of desolate solemnity:


    ��The mighty must perish, such is the law of the world; the morning sun inevitably leads to dusk; my desire is a snow-white vista;


    My desire, a beautiful world of death;


    My desire, all ugliness submerged, eternally sealed in ice.


    O frozen soil of death, heed the roar of snow, bestow upon this world an ice-cold death more desolate!��


    Accompanied by the solemn chanting, a sudden surge of ice blue Aether erupted around.


    This dazzling swirl, marked with Lun Runes, swept forward, slicing through Iron Trees and corpses along the way, transforming into millions of blue-purple ice spears, focusing fire on the Valkyrie on the battlefield.


    Facing the Spells powerful enough to freeze even the Aether Factor, Freya looked down at the Compulsory Divine Seal that had lit up unknowingly on her lower abdomen, turning her head back bitterly towards the dwarven flagship in mid-air, her frost-coated lips moving furiously.


    Damn humans!��


    To this praise, Luo En accepted with a cheerful smile, further activating the Compulsory Divine Seal, observing as the Valkyrie of the Warner Clan, sword in hand, charged towards the Winter God and Hunting God of the Giant Clan.


    Women fighting; that was his favorite show to watch.


    Just as the two distinctly styled goddesses commenced their battle, a halved mountain peak also whistled down towards the dwarven flagship where Luo En was.


    Luo En casually waved his hand, splitting the boulder with a sword, his gaze lingering towards the iron forest where stood a brown-skinned, tall, and stalwart Mountain Giant topped with a crown.


    ��Saki!


    The moment he confirmed the opponent��s identity, Luo En decisively stamped his foot and leapt, gripping the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, plunging like a cannonball towards that king of the Mountain Giants.

 Chapter 808 808 16 Danger, Loki in Danger

    ?Chapter 808: Chapter 16 Danger, Loki in Danger! Chapter 808: Chapter 16 Danger, Loki in Danger! ��Boom!��


    Flames shot into the sky, and dust filled the air as the Mountain Giant King Saki, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, slid back hundreds of meters, his feet plowing two deep furrows into the hard rocky ground.


    Glancing at the cracked skin and keratin on his arms, as well as the two deep, bone-exposing gashes, Saki��s eyes widened in shock.


    Mountain Giants were naturally protected by the earth��s blessing, possessing immense strength and being most adept at defense. Their skin was as hard as rock, rendering ordinary weapons and curses incapable of breaching their defenses.


    But as the Mountain Giant King, Saki was confident that his bloodline talent, coupled with his Earth Authority, would make him invulnerable to most deities and Divine Artifacts.


    However, he had not expected the God of Tricks and Flames before him, named Loki, and the Flame Sword in his hand, to be so powerful, hurting him with a single strike.


    He mustn��t engage directly!


    ...


    Saki took a deep look at the figure emerging from the smoke and dust with sword in hand and immediately conjured a huge Cen Wood Magic Wand in his right hand, swinging it forward.


    The ground shook violently, and sharp Rock Spears burst forth from the earth.


    Luo En��s figure paused slightly as a protective triangle formed at his feet, and the spreading Rock Spears shattered with the ascension of the Gold radiance.


    Looking at the Holy Symbol that suppressed his curses, Saki��s expression grew even uglier.


    The Big Rune!


    The current version of the Lun Runes circulating in the Nine Great Kingdoms was incomplete, with various deletions and demotions. Thus, the powers they could harness were limited, nowhere near capable of contending with the Authority of a Chief God.


    Only the 24 Primordial Runes, which legend said Odin had bartered for with sacrifices from the World Tree, possessed the mighty power to dominate World Laws. These were known as the ��Big Rune.��


    Evidently, this God of Tricks from Asa wasn��t just a master swordsman, but also had a level of Casting Spells that rivaled Odin��s.


    But to think that this would be enough to defeat the king was naively mistaken!


    Saki snorted coldly, his Cen Wood Magic Wand enveloped in a yellow-brown halo, rapidly swinging.


    Hundreds of Magic Power-condensed huge Rock Spears shot towards the front.


    Luo En swung his sword out of instinct, but it suddenly felt heavy as if striking invisible air. Sharp detonations appeared to his sides and beneath his feet, seizing the moment of instability to reveal the true deadly move.


    Illusion Technique?


    Luo En��s gaze sharpened as Divine Power erupted from within, crushing the encroaching attacks.


    But before he could catch his breath, Saki was already swinging the Cen Wood Magic Wand again��falling rocks, Rock Spears, ground spikes, mud pits, and an array of attacks kept coming.


    The mix of illusion and reality was overwhelming.


    Watching Saki flail from a distance was like watching a giant gorilla dancing nude��both a physical and psychological assault. Luo En, with lines of frustration on his face, couldn��t help but recall another legend about the Mountain Giant King:


    One day, Odin, Loki, and the god of travel and mud, Hoenir, were barbecuing outdoors, but they couldn��t cook the meat no matter what. A giant eagle transformed from Saki then perched on a nearby tree, telling the threesome that his magic was the reason the meat wouldn��t cook. He would lift the spell only if they shared some of the meat with him. Mocked, the trio of Odin had no choice but to agree, which started their beef.


    From these records, it was evident that Saki was far from a muscle-bound idiot.


    On the contrary, he was highly skilled in illusion and curses, and even Odin, who mastered the Lun Runes, couldn��t easily break his Casting Spells.


    This proved that the magic talent of the Winter God Skadi might not have come from an unnamed mother in the myths, but from Saki, her father.


    But why would a giant who could excel at physical combat turn to magic?


    And his amateur spell-casting ability was somehow stronger than Odin, a professional? That made no sense.


    Soon, an idea struck Luo En.


    Mimir��s Wisdom Spring Water!


    Saki and Skadi had likely drunk the Wisdom Spring Water of Jotunheim, granting them wisdom and the ability to cast beyond what a typical giant could.


    It seemed necessary to cause some trouble for that old man Mimir and the Wisdom Spring Water he guarded, to prevent the Giant Clan from growing stronger.


    Luo En made up his mind as the Fiery Flame Demon Sword in his hand exploded with a hundred-meter blade light, slashing forward.


    As it traveled, space warped, all matter melted, and with it, every illusion dispersed into nothing.


    The ��Saki�� casting spells in front shattered simultaneously, with the tall figure appearing behind a bluish-gray rock.


    Found you!


    Luo En smiled menacingly, gripping the burning Fiery Flame Demon Sword and leaping towards the front.


    Saki sensed danger, frantically waving the Cen Wood Magic Wand, trying to use curses to disrupt Luo En��s offensive pace and hide his form again with illusion.


    However, as the Magic Power flowed, he quickly found his presence firmly locked by his opponent, no longer able to use illusion to escape.


    Watching the fierce sword light smash down, Saki gritted his teeth and roared, wielding the Cen Wood Magic Wand like a mace, swinging it with all his might at the figure in mid-air.


    He wasn��t just skilled in curses; he was also the proud Mountain Giant King, never once losing in a contest of strength!


    The whooshing Magic Wand tore through the flame light, piercing the figure in mid-air.


    Yet the feeling of emptiness in his hand made Saki��s face turn pale.


    Illusion Technique?


    Meanwhile, as the figure in mid-air dispersed into starlight, the intense flame light and heat appeared behind Saki.


    ��Boom!��


    The ground shook and flames sprayed in every direction.

 Chapter 809 809 16 Peril, Loki in Danger_2

    ?Chapter 809: Chapter 16 Peril, Loki in Danger!_2 Chapter 809: Chapter 16 Peril, Loki in Danger!_2 Luo En stood on the scorched snow, pulling out the Fiery Flame Demon Sword embedded in a deep pit, and turned to look behind him.


    Was there another master?


    At this moment, a giant with frosty blue skin and an ancient-looking face stood tall in the distant snow, one hand resting on Saki��s shoulder, as an obscure aura pulsed around them.


    And the formidable Mountain Giant King stood with trembling hands, gasping heavily, forehead drenched in cold sweat, looking utterly petrified, seemingly quite frightened.


    Clearly, it was this mysterious Frost Giant who had intervened at the critical moment to save Saki.


    After a while, Saki, having collected his scattered wits, respectfully bowed to the Frost Giant beside him:


    ��Lord, you��ve come...��


    Despite the awkwardness in his voice, there was an indescribable sense of fear.


    ...


    Seeing this, Luo En��s expression turned solemn.


    According to the giant��s belief that strength was paramount, the Frost Giant who could make the Mountain Giant King Saki behave in such a manner was definitely no ordinary character.


    Moreover, despite his perception, Luo En had not noticed when the other party had arrived at the scene or when he had intervened.


    This was a very terrifying matter.


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, a smile of great affinity spreading across his face:


    ��Who might you be?��


    ��The temporary administrator of Jotunheim, king of the Frost Giants of the present.��


    The mysterious newcomer replied with a smile, sizing up Luo En thoroughly, his profound, abyssal eyes taking on a deeply meaningful hue.


    ��You may refer to me as��Utgard Loki...��


    Hearing this familiar pronunciation, Luo En maintained his composure on the surface, while his wariness peaked internally.


    This was a character from the Nordic Mythological Epic ��Edda,�� whose identity and demonstrated Authority were both shrouded in mystery.


    Legend has it, after the Thunder God Thor was born into the Asa Divine Race, possessing Divine Power and Authority even greater than Odin��s, and after acquiring Mjolnir, the Hammer of the Thunder God, he considered himself invincible. Thus, he set off with his uncle Loki and his servants Shiya Fe and Roskva to venture into Jotunheim, seeking trouble with the Giants.


    They first arrived at a vast forest, traveling through it until the night fell; the four found a place to spend the night. After enduring a night of earthquakes��quakes that terrified everyone except Thor, who clutched the Divine Hammer��by the light of day, they realized they had been in the great hand of a giant named Skrymir, whose snoring had caused the tremors all night.


    Outraged, Thor attempted to throw his Thunder God��s Hammer to kill the sleeping giant, but each time it would miss, and the giant would wake up. After the third time, Skrymir gave them a suggestion: if they wished to demonstrate their pride and arrogance, they should visit the Etegar Castle deep in Jotunheim; then the giant disappeared into the forest.


    In actuality, the giant Skrymir was none other than Utgard Loki, who had known beforehand of Thor��s impending arrival and lay in wait in the forest, hoping his unfathomable strength would cause the provoking Thor and company to back down.


    But the hot-headed Thor would not concede easily. He led the remaining three deeper into Jotunheim and, after slaying Giants along the way, arrived at a massive castle in an open area. Inside, the legendary giant Utgard Loki sat in the parlor waiting.


    Utgard Loki declared that unless the guests could perform a feat of strength, they were not worthy of lodging in the castle. The proud Thor could not stand the challenge and decisively led the others to accept it.


    However, after two unsuccessful contests, the Asa Deities were soundly defeated.


    For Utgard Loki��s challengers were insurmountable enemies, such as Loki and the Incarnation of Wildfire ��Loji�� in an eating contest, and Shiya Fe racing and archery against the Incarnation of Thought ��Shuji,�� the outcome was self-evident.


    Unable to endure it any longer, Thor himself stepped forward to show off his strength, while Utgard Loki challenged him to drink greatly, lift a grey cat, and wrestle the old woman Eili to prove his might.


    Undoubtedly, Thor failed all three attempts, eventually losing all face.


    In reality, the drinking horn he used was connected to the ocean, so naturally, Thor could not drain the seas dry;


    the grey cat was transformed from the Earthly Giant Python Yemengarde, with the strength to support the entire Midgard World, Thor could only lift one of the cat��s front paws;


    As for Eili, she was an Incarnation of old age, an immovable force for the Asa the gods, as she would always come regardless, and even the Youth Apples of the Goddess of Youth Eden could only delay the inevitable��the deities could not escape the fate of aging.


    Having endured successive blows to his pride, Thor finally learned to temper his arrogance, no longer boasting of his ability to wipe out all Giants with his own power.


    The potential cataclysm in Jotunheim thus dissipated into nothingness.


    And from that point on, until the twilight of the gods, the mysterious Utgard Loki did not appear again, as if his existence was for the sole purpose of fulfilling a mission.


    Utgard Loki...


    The meaning of this name was actually ��Loki beyond the Realm,�� seemingly created due to the namesake, prefixed to differentiate him from a certain God of Tricks Loki of the Asa Divine Race.


    But in reality, it was a hint.


    A hint that he had long penetrated the identity and origins of a certain god from beyond their realm.


    Luo En gazed at the mysterious giant before him, a cold smirk forming in his heart.


    If the other could see through him, wasn��t he also able to see through the other?

 Chapter 810 810 16 Peril, Loki in Danger_3

    ?Chapter 810: Chapter 16 Peril, Loki in Danger!_3 Chapter 810: Chapter 16 Peril, Loki in Danger!_3 ��Being able to transform various abstract concepts, such as ��wildfire,�� ��thought,�� and ��age,�� into physical forms in epics, and to compete with Thor and his companions;


    Commanding the World Snake Yemengarde to turn into a gray cat, linking the ocean to wine and the drinking horn;


    And recognizing Luo En for his superior insight as a god from another realm...


    Given all these signs, the identity of the giant before him seemed all but obvious.


    ��The Time Giant, Orlog!


    He was the master of all things, the eternal law of the universe, the fate without beginning or end. At the beginning when there was neither heaven nor earth, nor air, and everything was gestated in darkness, invisible, unknown from whence it came, Orlog had already dominated all, and all the stories of the Nine Realms, both lamentable and laudable, were under his strokes. The Norn three goddesses who deciphered fate were an extension of his will.


    Indeed, in the entire Nordic World, only such a being could possess such immense power.


    The mysterious giant opposite radiated an opacity and danger that Luo En had never even felt when facing Divine King Odin.


    Besides all this, there was another way to verify the identity of the individual before him.


    ...


    Odin had once engraved the 24 Big Runes that he comprehended from the World Tree onto a Golden Shield, which he handed over to the Norn three goddesses.


    However, as giants, Scadi and Saki were also able to master the Lun Runes, which they most likely learned from the Norn three goddesses and the Time Giant, Orlog.


    This was also why Saki, the king of the Mountain Giants, held such respect for Utgard Loki, known as ��the King of the Frost Giants.��


    Unexpectedly, the [Heavenly Destiny] of the Nordic had personally entered the fray.


    Could it be, that he intended to lead the Giant Clan to initiate Ragnaro?k ahead of time?


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, looking deeply at the Time Giant Orlog, who was disguised as Utgard Loki, and cautiously asked:


    ��You��re not staying in Jotunheim, could it be that you also aspire to ascend to Asgard, to take the role of the Divine King?��


    ��I have no interest in the position of Divine King.��


    Orlog shook his head with a smile, his gaze deep and meaningful as it landed on Luo En,


    ��Rather, it��s you I find interesting. I��ve heard you��ve been quite active in Asgard, many giants who attacked the Immortal Palace died by your hand.��


    On hearing this, Luo En immediately tensed up.


    Indeed, this old fellow wasn��t targeting Odin but was fixated on him, a god from another realm.


    Realizing the danger, Luo En��s eyes flickered, his face forcing a dry laugh:


    ��So it was for this matter? If only you had mentioned it sooner, there wouldn��t have been a need for such a grand display. They struck first; I was merely defending myself! How about this, you order the giants to retreat first. Once I��ve sorted out the affairs inside the Asa Clan, I will definitely visit you in Jotunheim personally, so we can properly discuss a future of coexistence between our two races.��


    ��You won��t go.��


    Orlog smiled, exposing the lie of the God of Tricks, then shifted the conversation teasingly,


    ��But I heard you call yourself the son of the giant Lafei, a descendant of the Frost Giants?��


    ��Haha, yes, we��re all one family. Although my parents perished long ago in the Great Flood, I��ve always remembered the bloodline within me and have dedicated myself to the peaceful coexistence between our two races.��


    Luo En laughed dryly, deflecting blame onto the Great Flood caused by the Ancestor Giant, Ymir, effectively erasing his nonexistent parents.


    Orlog��s smile grew warmer:


    ��Since we��re family, how about you return to Jotunheim? Although your parents are gone, as the king of the Frost Giants, I can also be your parent and elder. When I abdicate, the entirety of Jotunheim will belong to you. At that time, once you ascend to the throne of Jotunheim, if you wish to reconcile with the Asa Divine Race and allow the Nine Great Kingdoms to coexist, it��s all up to you.��


    However, hearing such generous terms, Luo En felt far from moved, instead cursing inwardly.


    This wasn��t adoption; it was clearly forcing him to bow to destiny.


    Once he agreed, he would likely become Loki from the original mythology, following a predestined path, thoroughly becoming a part of the Nordic God Era, his divinity and Divine Nature absorbed by the Nordic destiny.


    But an outright refusal might lead to an even worse outcome, especially since this was the [Heavenly Destiny] of the Nordic World and on the opponent��s turf, he might not be able to win by strength alone.


    So...


    Luo En��s eyes darted around, plotting a plan.

 Chapter 811 811 17 The Wife Who Delivers

    ?Chapter 811: Chapter 17: The Wife Who Delivers? Chapter 811: Chapter 17: The Wife Who Delivers? ��Noble Giant, I��ve heard that your wisdom is unparalleled and you have reached the pinnacle in the art of the Illusion Technique. Although we meet on the battlefield, I still hold great respect for you. Fighting like monkeys over food and territory, swinging wooden clubs until we��re bleeding, seems beneath our station. Deities should have a way of dueling that befits deities. How about we switch to a more civilized game to decide the ownership of Midgard? What do you say?��


    Hearing Luo En��s laughter as he mused, the surrounding Giants wielding magic wands, like Saki and Scadi, and those armed with wooden clubs turned as black as the bottom of a pot in the face of such a proposition.


    However, before they could react, Olvir showed interest:


    ��How do you propose we compete?��


    ��We shall use language and will to conjure images; to see whose power is stronger, whose thinking is broader, and who is more deserving to rule over Midgard.��


    Luo En answered with a smile, his eyes filled with an impenetrable depth.


    ��That sounds quite nice,�� Olvir replied with a laugh, his tone shifting subtly as he looked somberly at the god from beyond their realm, ��but what I want is not the Midgard World.��


    ��Then let��s raise the stakes!��


    ...


    Luo En quickly threw in a new chip, his smile growing brighter,


    ��If you win, I am willing to replace you as king of Jotunheim; but if you lose, you must also relinquish your kingship of Jotunheim and promise not to interfere with the development of the Nine Great Kingdoms.��


    ��My lord!��


    The nearby Immortal Palace Guards�� complexions changed drastically, having not expected this second-in-command of Asgard to make such a significant bet.


    Luo En gestured slightly, his expression calm:


    ��Don��t worry, I will explain this matter personally to Odin.��


    Seeing the commander��s resolve, the Immortal Palace Guards could only reluctantly stand down.


    Olvir, watching this unfold, responded with a hearty laugh:


    ��Good! Let��s do it your way!��


    His tone was light and casual, unconsciously exuding the confidence of someone holding the winning hand, and his eyes sparkled with a hint of profound meaning.


    The Divine King is certainly powerful, but not invincible.


    In one Divine Era, within one Divine Race, many Divine Kings have been and gone.


    Origin is the true beginning of the world, and like Chaos from Greece, being a perpetual law of the Nordic, it was born with this World and has watched over its growth. Very early on, it noted the arrival of a certain someone from across the sea, intruding into this diorama.


    It still remembers, the last time this newcomer was weaker, his actions barely drawing its attention.


    But in the end, this outsider, like a stone dropped into a lake, stirred up waves upon waves, turning the stagnant Nordic World upside down, bringing infinite possibilities.


    And now, on his second arrival, the newcomer has grown stronger, even suppressing Odin, the Nordic Divine King burdened with Heavenly Destiny.


    As a result, this outsider��s impact and the changes he brought to the World have become even more dramatic, awakening It from slumber and arousing Its intense interest.


    What if this being were integrated into the system of the Nordic World? Would it strengthen the Heavenly Destiny of the Nordic, propelling it to a new stage?


    Olvir��s eyes, reflecting the Star River, rippled with a sensation never felt before, a thing called Desire welling up within him.


    Just as the Divine King is not the ultimatum, neither is the Origin.


    Beyond them, there exists something even It cannot comprehend, the ��Divine Above.��


    It is a realm of ��neither existence nor non-existence,�� neither being nor not-being. Hence, concepts like infinity, eternity, Fate, and such hold no meaning before the Divine Above. It can create worlds, erase everything, ignore the limits of matter, destiny, time, and space, and is known as ��Above All Things.��


    So, what kind of changes will your arrival bring to this world?


    �� Loki, the god from beyond this realm?


    Olvir pulled back his thoughts, slowly beginning:


    ��Since you��ve decided on the method, I shall strike first.��


    ��Fair enough.��


    Luo En nodded and made a welcoming gesture.


    After a moment of deep reflection, Olvir began slowly:


    ��I am a fearsome wolf, stalking my prey, a cruel raider.��


    Instantaneously, the Iron Forest whipped up a harsh snowstorm alongside his deep voice, silence enveloping everything around, leaving only the figures of Luo En and Olvir standing opposed in the distance.


    And as the last syllable fell, a gigantic wolf tens of meters long, with brown fur, materialized on the snowy plains. It swung its sharp claws and viciously pounced toward the opposing figure, heralding the first charge.


    ��I am the hunter, riding a horse, slaying wolves, victorious again and again.��


    The magnetically low voice echoed over the tundra, and a fully armed knight, holding a Longbow, riding a White Horse, and wearing a Crown, emerged in the midst of the storm.


    ��Swoosh!��


    A Sharp arrow burst forth and struck the giant wolf in the chest.


    Warm blood splattered onto the icy snow, coloring it a scarlet hue.


    ��Roar!��


    The giant wolf let out a pain-filled roar but did not fall. It furiously leaped forward, clawing at the knight on the White Horse on the snow-covered plains.


    The knight, undisturbed by impending danger, dropped his Bow and Arrow and raised his spear, stabbing the giant wolf once more, the spearhead precisely hitting the heart of its prey. The giant wolf quickly lost all its strength, its colossal body collapsing with a crash, and it gradually lost its life amid convulsions.


    ��Pfft!��


    Olvir spat out a mouthful of Golden Blood, looking down in surprise at the wound on his chest as if pierced by a spear.

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    ?Chapter 812: Chapter 17: The Wife Who Delivers?_2 Chapter 812: Chapter 17: The Wife Who Delivers?_2 He��s actually wounded?


    How interesting! Oh, so interesting!


    Amid this unprecedented sensory stimulation, Olvir laughed heartily as he looked at the knight who had killed the enormous wolf on the snowy field and was now charging at him with a lance. He slowly spoke:


    ��I am the serpent of the Mortal World, encircling the World, strangling warhorses, poisoning knights!��


    No sooner had his words fallen than the entire pale snowfield shook violently. A giant serpent over a hundred meters long burst forth from the ground, flipping the charging warhorse onto the ground and twisting it into shredded flesh. Then it opened its gaping maw, and its fangs ruthlessly pierced the knight��s body, with Poison Liquid crazily injected into him.


    ��Pah!��


    Luo En spat out a mouthful of Golden Blood as if struck by a thunderbolt, clutching his chest, as if feeling a strongly corrosive poison racing through his body, frantically destroying the vitality within.


    As time passed, his organs rapidly failed, his skin began to rot, and the stench of death wafted from him.


    ...


    Luo En, enduring the erosion of the toxin, gritted his teeth and said:


    ��I am... the giant eagle that hunts serpents, my talons can tear through snake skin, swift as lightning.��


    Above them, invisible clouds condensed into a colossal bird hundreds of meters wide, its wings as hard as steel, its cry like Thunderbolt.


    ��Tweet!��


    With a piercing cry, the giant eagle dove, its hook-like talons slashing through the giant serpent��s scales and skin, piercing its hard skull and spine, lifting the giant snake into the air and smashing it down with force.


    Under the mighty impact, the giant serpent shattered into pieces, turning into soil and dissolving away.


    At the same time, Olvir, who suffered backlash, dropped to one knee with a thud, his face and body marked with scratches as if clawed by talons.


    After two rounds of confrontation, the true ruler of the Nordic World could not help but become truly enraged, his voice turning sinister:


    ��I am Death, turning all Life into dry bones!��


    Instantly, a dense grey-black aura of death spewed forth from beneath the snowfield, turning the entire world into a Hell shrouded in death. A cloaked figure, half-skull, half-flesh, the Incarnation of Death, raised both hands. Thick black smoke swept across, causing the feathers of the circling giant bird to fall, its flesh to be stripped away, turning into a stark white skeleton plummeting to the ground.


    The wound simultaneously backlashed onto Luo En, who propped up his body with hands cut open and flesh burst, enduring piercing bone-aching pain as he muttered:


    ��I am the World, supporting space, nourishing Life.��


    A lush giant tree rose behind him, its branches spreading wide, dense shade casting a rich shadow. Vibrant vitality circled over the barren frozen earth, transforming the dead soil into a place of birdsong and floral fragrance.


    The figure of Death faded with the diminishing death intent, dissipating until it was invisible.


    Looking at the figure beneath the shadows of the huge tree, as wounds healed and vitality renewed, Olvir��s gaze grew heavy. After a long thought, he spoke slowly:


    ��I am the judgment of the Apocalypse, Twilight of the gods, granting all things eternal damnation!��


    In an instant, the once lush and towering tree thunderously collapsed. A black dragon that had gnawed through the roots of the Giant Tree, shaking its wings, emerged from the earth, roaring tyrannically, pronouncing the arrival of the apocalypse.


    At the same time, a giant wolf formed from the snowstorm soared into the sky, devouring the sun and moon. A giant python formed from the soil spat out Poison Liquid, dissolving all things. The figure made of Death swung its arms, completely stripping the World and the giant tree of Life, plunging everything into eternal darkness.


    As the sun, moon, and stars ceased to exist, a slowly chanted hymn echoed through this dead World:


    ��I am the Primordial Fire, born from darkness, everything is for me, everything is for Light!��


    In an instant, a powerful Fire of Light burst from the body shrouded in darkness, illuminating the silent World; mountains and rivers, oceans and lakes, fish and birds, and insects were all bathed in Light.


    Looking at the figure burning with Divinity as flames, Olvir sneered slightly and calmly said:


    ��I am Time, all things have a beginning and an end, a predestined Death, all will have an end.��


    As Olvir raised his hand slightly, the sun and moon in the sky accelerated their orbit, cycling at countless times the speed, as if a loom��s shuttle violently weaved the pattern of the end.


    Under the surging tidal wave of time, everything changed beyond recognition.


    Seas turned to fields, mountains to deep valleys, valleys to hills...


    Everything was washed away.


    The sun and moon sank into the darkness, stars hidden deep in space.


    Luo En felt even the ground beneath him becoming a void, no earth, no sky; everything was falling.


    Plummeting into an endless void...


    ��So, what do you have that can contend with Time?��


    A profound voice came from the void, continuously echoing in Luo En��s ears.


    ��In the river of Time, your past is insignificant. Join this World, I will give you greater power, a higher authority!��


    ��Hope...��


    ��Hmm?��


    ��I am Hope, though ethereal and elusive, yet it was, is, and will ever be!��


    A deep chant rose in the void.


    ��Buzz!��


    The heart-like World above their heads shook violently; a star emerged from the darkness, flickering with a faint glow.


    But clearly, a mere speck of light was not enough to illuminate the vast void engulfed by eternity.


    But in the next moment, like a stagnant pool violently stirred, countless gold streams of light emerged in the center.


    One, two, three;


    Hundreds, thousands, billions!


    ��Humming, humming, humming!��


    Like grains of sand, the golden stars rose into the sky, and the vast sea of starlight poured down, showering Luo En with layers of light and shadows, completely filling the nearly boundless void.


    Seeing the scene before him, Olvir��s expression changed drastically.


    He had made a mistake, a fatal mistake!


    The foreigner before him was not merely a Divine King; he bore the weight of an entire world on his shoulders!


    ��Now, it��s your turn to answer...��


    The low voice, accompanied by the undulating starlight, resonated far and wide as Luo En walked from the depths of the void. With every step forward, countless golden stars lit up around him, constructing a path forward with light.


    And in his outstretched right hand, a hexahedral metal object, carved with dense patterns, constantly changed its shape, as thick starlight converged and surged within it.


    �� Pandora��s Box.


    As the gift the gods presented to humankind, the most precious thing inside was not the power of destruction sufficient to ruin the world, but the elusive yet eternal presence of hope.


    Since that great battle, the ideals of all had converged into one grand wish.


    Existing in the past, present, and forever into the future.


    Even as the seas dry up and mulberries turn to dust, hope never ceases.


    Approaching Olvir with leisurely steps, Luo En inquired:


    ��So, what exactly has the power to destroy hope?��


    Olvir pondered deeply.


    What could annihilate hope?


    Disaster, death, time?


    No, that��s not the key!


    It��s that without hope, the world and life lose their reason for being, and time and fate, as points of reference, become water without a source.


    To negate hope is to deny all of the mortal world.


    Including himself!


    Finally, whether merely a second or an entire century had passed, Olvir looked up and gazed profoundly at the figure before him:


    ��Was everything within your calculation?��


    ��Pretty much.��


    ��You are truly cunning.��


    ��I am the God of Tricks, not the War God.��


    Luo En answered frankly, making no attempt to hide this fact.


    If brute force could not guarantee victory, then of course one must rely on wisdom��that was his consistent style.


    Now that Olvir became aware of his existence and origin, playing mind games was pointless. It was better to cultivate a persona of sincerity...


    So that in the future, this master of Nordic fate would fall into an even greater trap.


    At this moment, Olvir, completely unaware that he had been outwitted to the core, raised his hands in resignation:


    ��I lost...��


    ��Your concession is acknowledged.��


    Luo En nodded amiably, once more making a ��please go ahead�� gesture.


    Olvir was not annoyed either and replied with equal candor:


    ��Don��t worry, since the secrets of fate are decided, I will soon fall into slumber to maintain the course of Heavenly Destiny. The Norn sisters will gradually inherit my strength, guiding the Asa Divine Race, burdened with Heavenly Destiny, towards prosperity. This might well be the last time I awaken.��


    ��Isn��t that a loss for me?�� Luo En was slightly stunned, his expression darkening.


    This Nordic codger could outlive his peer, the Greek god of Chaos, because he was obviously not that straightforward.


    Olvir gave a slight smile, his eyes twinkling:


    ��Here��s what we��ll do. As compensation, I will give you my beloved daughter, the Giant Clan��s Angelboda.��


    Before Luo En could react, a wisp of gray light entered his body.


    Suddenly, the surrounding world shattered with a thunderous crash. The figure of Olvir vanished without a trace, leaving behind only Luo En and a crowd of Giants, who stared at each other in dismay.

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    ?Chapter 813: Chapter 18: You have the bigger boobs, you go first! (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month) Chapter 813: Chapter 18: You have the bigger boobs, you go first! (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month) Among the giants, a crisp voice called out:


    ��Hey, are you the husband Father God chose for me? You don��t look so good.��


    Luo En looked around but couldn��t find the speaker.


    Not until he looked down.


    There in front of him stood a figure with long, dark-brown hair flowing loosely behind, a mysterious veil covering her face, and an egg-shaped mark on her forehead, struggling on her tiptoes and craning her neck to talk to him.


    Luo En paused, hesitant:


    ��Angelboda?��


    ��That��s right, it��s me!��


    The girl held her head high, quite pleased with herself.


    ...


    However, as Luo En stared at his ��new wife,�� he fell into a deep silence.


    Because this so-called ��Angelboda�� was not even five feet tall...


    What does being under five feet mean?


    Among giants, it��s practically a disability; she could probably only just reach the knees of other giants when she jumped.


    Considering her crisp tone and the flat expanse where her chest should be, even with her veil and the pretense of being an adult, Luo En was sure she was nothing but an undeveloped young girl.


    What was Olvir thinking? How could he pawn off this half-made product to him? And calling her a giant?


    Did he really think he was blind?


    Seems like being stared at by Luo En for so long made Angelboda look down at herself, suddenly snapping out of it, and then her right hand pulled out an ancient black book from thin air, flipping noisily, and after finding a certain page, the young girl snapped her fingers with a pop.


    Suddenly, her small frame inflated like a balloon under pressure, quickly stretching near two meters tall, and some contours finally appeared in front of her chest.


    But, it has to be said, it was still very flat.


    Together with that still-childish face...


    Probably evolved from a human species young girl to a giant species young girl.


    As Luo En was silently contemplating, seeing his long lack of response, Angelboda��s face showed impatience, waving her arm before his eyes:


    ��Hey, when are you going to marry me?��


    Her question was direct and casual, as if she was just asking ��Had your meal?��


    Luo En came to his senses, smiled and slowly said:


    ��Sorry, I refuse!��


    ��What?!��


    Angelboda raised her voice incredulously looking at her destined husband,


    ��You want to defy Father God��s will?��


    ��He is your Father God, not mine,�� Luo En corrected lightly.


    ��Marrying me would link Jotunheim with Asgard through marriage, and the Giants would retreat.��


    ��Hasn��t Olvir already promised to retreat? Is he going back on his word?��


    ��How could he!��


    ��Then it��s settled. Let��s keep our paths separate.��


    Seeing her unfazed demeanor, Angelboda grew irritated, but remembering Father Olvir��s command, managed to suppress her annoyance, huffing as she inquired:


    ��What would make you marry me?��


    Luo En stepped closer and patted his ��new wife�� on the shoulder, with a sincere tone:


    ��Eat more, grow taller; I��m not much for salads...��


    ��Not much for salads?��


    Angelboda was puzzled, not understanding the strange phrase.


    Luo En nodded, his gaze dropping, and spoke ominously:


    ��Underdeveloped bean sprouts are quite sharp on the teeth, and tend to be hard on the hands.��


    Following his gaze, Angelboda looked toward her chest.


    Oh, so he��s talking about that...


    No, wait!


    In the next moment, the bewildered Angelboda caught on, her face instantly turning red, a mix of embarrassment and indignation churning inside, her clenched teeth squeaking:


    ��Are you insulting me?��


    ��Not at all, you asked how you could get me to marry you, I was just being honest.��


    Luo En looked innocent, touching his chest as if to suggest his sincerity,


    ��Really, I prefer them big!��


    ...


    Angelboda clenched her fists, veins bulging on her hands, and her normally vibrant eyes now seemed to shoot fire.


    Due to her specific traits, she could never really grow up.


    Thus, matters of figure and appearance were always her taboo.


    And seeming concerned that his description wasn��t clear enough, Luo En glanced around, pointed to one side and added:


    ��Actually, they don��t have to be too big, like hers, just right, fit to hand.��


    Following the focus of the crowd, on the edge of the battlefield, Scadi, who was grappled in a difficult fight with Freya, stumbled, her breathing erratic.


    Freya seized the opportunity, striking the Winter God of the Giant Clan back into their ranks with a sword.


    Along with a severe cough, Scadi, covered in dust, stood from a pit, teeth gritted, glaring at someone making a mockery of her from afar.


    Deliberately, that bastard definitely did it on purpose!


    Seeing the cheeky smile on his face, Scadi was utterly convinced; her normally frosty expression now tainted with worldly annoyance.


    And in this moment, Luo En, seemingly oblivious to having been blacklisted by a certain Winter God, instead turned to comfort Angelboda, whose expression also wasn��t great:


    ��Don��t lose heart, there��s still time. Plus, it��s not like there��s nothing there, squish them together and you can still see something.��


    Squeak~~


    From her lips came a quivering sound of teeth grating, and the continuous blows completely shattered Angelboda��s defense.


    She couldn��t stand it anymore! She couldn��t stand this jerk!

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    ��Die, you bastard!��


    Luo En reacted instinctively to block with his hand, but the pages around him instantly transformed into a burst of white light, completely engulfing his figure.


    Seeing their commander suddenly disappear, the guards of the Immortal Palace changed their expressions and brandished their weapons, roaring:


    ��Kill her, avenge our lord!��


    As enraged emotions flared like flames, the side of Asgard readied itself, and the delicate balance that had been maintained on the battlefield was instantly shattered.


    As the war between the Immortal Palace and the Giants seemed about to reignite, a cold snort echoed around the ice walls:


    ��What revenge, I��m not even dead yet!��


    Hearing that familiar voice, the guards about to break through the lines stopped, turned back, and looked toward the temporary altar twinkling with faint light.


    ...


    ��Everyone fall back! I was merely invited by Her Royal Highness the Princess to visit Jotunheim. I��ll be back after a while. The wager was just settled, and the king of Jotunheim is a man of integrity. He wouldn��t breach his promise and take advantage of the chaos to invade Midgard, right?��


    The former was to soothe the troops of the Immortal Palace, while the latter half clearly taunted Angelboda and Olvir from afar.


    Provoked, Angelboda snorted and ordered the Mountain Giant King Saki to gather his troops and retreat with the Giants from the Iron Forest.


    Although Saki was reluctant, he dared not defy the will of the master of fate and could only sullenly obey the command.


    However, though Angelboda executed her father Olvir��s promise, with a flick of her wrist, the altar on the ice wall that Luo En had marked in advance shattered.


    After finishing all this, the towering female giant returned to her diminutive loli form, clapped her hands in high spirits, gnashed her silver teeth, and muttered fiercely:


    ��Want to come back? Freeze to death!��


    Meanwhile, as Luo En felt the spatial coordinates being erased and heard the lingering sound in his ears, he couldn��t help but shake his head and comment:


    ��This is just a typical ungrown brat. That old man Olvir really pushed a big trouble onto me, luckily, I��m clever.��


    In his words, he didn��t hold much respect for this Nordic master of fate.


    In Greece, the Chaos God Chaos, in order to complete the creation from ��nothing�� to ��something,�� split himself into creator gods like Earth Mother Gaea, Heavenly Father Uranus, Old Sea God Pontos, as well as order gods like Night God Nyx, The Three Fates, and the Goddess of Chance, Hecate, thereby perfecting the entire Greek world.


    Having grasped Hecate��s chance, inherited Zeus��s heavenly destiny, and with the divine blood of the older generation of creator gods flowing in his veins, he also fully embraced the favor of the Chaos God Chaos.


    But as a fellow origin god, Olvir remained lively and jumping around, obviously lacking much will to sacrifice for the world, resulting in severe congenital deficiencies in the Nordic world, even the foundation of creation being nothing more than the corpse of the Ancestor Giant Ymir.


    The gods possessed power but needed the Youth Fruit to maintain their immortality.


    Therefore, Luo En didn��t trust this self-serving Olvir, who wouldn��t be holding back any good intentions.


    Like sending a wife for instance.


    Who is Angelboda? The Mother of Hundred Demons in the Nordic God Era, who together with the God of Tricks, Loki, bore the Giant Wolf Fenrir, Midcourt Snake Jormungand, and Death Goddess Hela, thereby heralding the twilight of the gods.


    Thus, she was also known as ��the harbinger of sorrow,�� which was precisely the meaning of her name.


    Luo En vaguely felt that if he really got involved with the little loli before him, he would also become part of the Nordic fate, and his future would become an established fact, unchangeable.


    By then, when the twilight of the gods arrived, not to mention harvesting the ripe Fate Fruit, even keeping himself safe would be a problem.


    Moreover, this so-called female giant, Angelboda, was only briefly mentioned in the origins of the Giant Wolf Fenrir, Midcourt Snake Jormungand, and Death Goddess Hela, but then she disappeared from the story.


    Her true identity and background also had major issues.


    Angelboda... the harbinger of sorrow...


    The twilight of the gods... the fate of the future...


    Considering her identity as Olvir��s daughter, Luo En had already roughly guessed this little loli��s true face.


    Thus, he would rather risk being resented by the little loli than casually get involved with her.


    And the result was better than Luo En expected; although the brat had a bad temper, she was far from malicious, and her revenge was merely to leave him freezing on a snowfield.


    Let me see, where did this drop me?


    Luo En stretched lazily and looked around.


    The sky was filled with leaden clouds, and the snow seemed eternally ceaseless on this land.


    Ahead, a brooding castle built against the mountains stood atop a cliff. Under the howling winds, the high pointed top of the castle tore through the clouds in the sky, appearing majestic and striking. The beautifully sculpted icy palace within the walls, neatly arranged, added a great architectural aesthetics, seemingly a fairytale world out of place amidst the harsh surroundings.


    Peering through the swirling snow, on either side of the path leading to the castle, various fierce Magic Beasts and deformed Giants, either frozen into ice lumps serving as road signs or strung up as jerky in the blizzard, served as exhibits to deter enemies.


    This qualified aesthetic, along with the approximately 3-meter-high castle gate, instantly reminded Luo En of a giant unlike any other:

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    Could this place be her castle?


    And that girl, did she toss me into Jotunheim to set me at odds with Skadi?


    Happy to see either the busty one or the sharp-tongued one dead?


    After a bout of malicious sulk, Luo En shook his head to himself.


    Now that the purpose of the broken engagement was fulfilled, there was no need to provoke these crazy women.


    Since he happened to come to Jotunheim, he had more important matters to resolve.


    ...


    Having made up his mind, he quietly moved his feet, opting to walk in the direction away from the castle.


    However, no sooner had he lifted his leg than the ice beneath his feet cracked, and Luo En quickly retreated, hoping to return to a safe area.


    But with every step he took, the ice would break beneath him without warning, and the icy cold waters of the lake below churned violently, seeking to engulf him.


    Soon, there were no footholds left around him.


    Luo En��s eyebrows knitted slightly as two golden flames burst forth from behind him, turning into wings, and carried him into the air.


    Strange, in this damned weather of Jotunheim, how could the ice melt?


    Just as Luo En looked doubtfully below, the sky thundered and thick clouds swirled above his head. Ice spikes twenty to thirty centimeters long, hailstones the size of his face, and snowflakes sharp as blades in the wild wind at all came attacking him relentlessly.


    Luo En instinctively raised a magic barrier and tried to flap his wings to leave this area stricken by extreme weather.


    However, he soon realized that wherever he went, the blizzard followed.


    More precisely, the blizzard enveloped a three-meter radius around him.


    Whether it was fine and sunny or changing from clear to cloudy beside him, he always enjoyed the pleasure of a blizzard.


    Skadi��s authority?


    Luo En picked up a piece of hail from the ground, squeezed it casually, and crushed it.


    No, there��s no residue of divinity, just ordinary extreme weather events.


    But why circle around me? It��s really like seeing a ghost...


    Luo En muttered to himself, then casually dropped the shattered hail in his hand.


    Then, as he watched, a gust of wind swept by, and these ice fragments were blown to the side of a mountain peak, striking against several rocks that were exposed.


    ��Crack~~��


    The rocks broke and rolled down the mountain, making a dull sound along the way.


    Following that, the entire valley echoed like thunder, the perennial snow slid off the steep mountain, and in a chain reaction, it turned into a sweeping avalanche that swept down toward a certain figure below.


    Looking at the white roar heading his way, Luo En��s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.


    This wasn��t Winter God��s authority but the spitting of fate!


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in a part of Jotunheim.


    That little brunette Lolita who had claimed to be ��Angelboda,�� fuming with a black leather ancient book under her arm, stormed into the World Tree��s halo, grumbling along the way:


    ��I��m so mad! That guy just infuriates me!��


    Wisps of steam fluttered from the Urd Holy Spring, where a silver-haired, brown-skinned goddess with a mature and graceful figure, leaned comfortably on the side of the spring, amusingly watching the little sister who approached:


    ��


    ��How so? He wasn��t charmed by your charisma?��


    ��That��s because he��s blind!��


    Giantess Angelboda, or rather Goddess of the Future Scouty, gritted her teeth in frustration, huffing at her elder sister Urd, who was luxuriating in a bath.


    Urd nodded, a hint of mockery dancing in her eyes,


    ��Hmm, right, he had to search among the giants for quite a while just to pick you out.��


    ��Urd, you just had to say that!��


    ��Are you going to jump up and hit me in the knee? Little sprout?��


    Urd rose from the water, hands on hips, deliberately flaunting her ample bosom in front of her little sister, inflicting a severe psychological insult and visual assault.


    Faced with this scene, the recently stabilized emotions of Scouty collapsed again, turning red-hot in an instant; she lunged at the pool:


    ��Urd, I��m going to take you on!��


    Despite being the eldest sister, this woman always loved to belittle her, both openly and covertly, so it was normal for them to not get along, with minor squabbles every couple of days and major fights every three.


    Seeing the sisters about to squabble publicly again, Belldandy, who often mediated conflicts between them, helplessly blocked the clawing younger sister and stood up to remind her,


    ��Alright, stop it. Father God tasked you with weaving him into ��Fate,�� to anchor his future and enhance the ��Divinity�� of fate, but you messed it up, and it looks like it won��t end well now.��


    ��So what? He deserved it for pointing at me and calling me short!��


    Scouty turned her head away, her pouty little face full of indignation,


    ��Now, even if he��s willing to marry, I refuse!��


    ��I didn��t say you had to marry him, just to stay by his side and find ways to blend your ��Divinity.''��


    Belldandy explained helplessly, trying to comfort her sister.


    Angelboda means ��foreboding of sorrow,�� which is both the fate of the Nordic realms and the role Scouty needs to portray.


    To complete the cycle of fate, she needs to make some small preparations and sacrifices.


    However, Scouty threw a childlike tantrum, shaking her head like a rattle-drum:


    ��No way! I just don��t want to! Now when I see that guy��s face, it annoys me!��


    In the midst of her speech, Scouty didn��t forget to snuggle up to her second sister Belldandy��s arm.


    Compared to her mature and teasing eldest sister, she naturally preferred her gentle, kind, and understanding second sister.


    And whenever there was an unsolvable problem, she often had her back.


    But what usually was an infallible trick lacked its expected effect this time.


    Belldandy pried off her little sister��s arm, showing she was helpless in the matter, and seriously warned her,


    ��This matter concerns the world��s fate. If you fail to fulfill Father God��s charge and play the ��Great Chorale�� in time to awaken Him, He will be unhappy.��


    At the mention of the words ��Father God,�� Scouty��s face fell, no longer daring to act like a whimsical child, only muttering discontentedly,


    ��It was that guy who refused; what could I do?��


    Quickly, Scouty��s gaze shifted to the figure in the Holy Spring with the bounteous, shapely figure under two thundering mounds:


    ��He likes big chests. Urd, you have the biggest chest here, why don��t you go first?! It��s decided then, happily!��


    Saying this, Scouty tossed the Black Leather Ancient Book into the Sacred Pool and dashed toward the misty depths.


    For a moment, Belldandy and Urd, left behind, looked at each other cluelessly.

 Chapter 816 816 19 You Look at This Cake, Its Both Big and Round

    ?Chapter 816: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It��s Both Big and Round Chapter 816: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It��s Both Big and Round Moments later, within the Urd Holy Spring,


    Belldandy came to her senses, scooped up the black leather ancient book floating on the water, and immediately felt a headache coming on. She looked imploringly at Urd in the pool,


    ��Big sister, the little one has quit, what should we do now?��


    ��How so, do you also want to sell me out?��


    Urd glared at her younger sister and rose from the Holy Spring.


    Clear streams cascaded down the valley between two proud peaks, slipped past abdomens almost devoid of excess flesh, followed the round and straight thighs, and flowed back to the Holy Spring, setting off ripples in the pool.


    As the Fate Goddess advanced, the surrounding mist dissolved, failing to obscure that impressive figure.


    As the dazzling leader of the Three Norns, she was like the most radiant Polaris in the night sky of the Nordic World; not only did she possess an extraordinary magic power, but her personality was also unique.


    Her maturity and straightforwardness were like the sun at high noon in midsummer, scorching and pure, piercing through the clouds to illuminate every dark corner; her unrestrained boldness was like a herd of wild horses thumping across the boundless prairies, their hoofbeats thunderous, their momentum overwhelming, embodying life��s most primal freedom and wildness.


    ...


    This was the past of the world, and the most primitive form of life.


    ��Belldandy, have you been going bad with her? Naughty children have to be punished!��


    As soon as Urd finished speaking, she opened her arms, a mischievous smile on her face as she pushed her sister��s head firmly against her ample bosom, subjecting her to this divine punishment from fate.


    Caught off guard, Belldandy was engulfed by a feeling of suffocation, her hands flailing in the air, almost drowning in this endless softness.


    Finally, after much struggle, she managed to pull her half-distorted pretty face out from between the two peaks and mumbled an explanation,


    ��Big sister, I just wanted to ask what we should do next...��


    Seeing her sister��s earnest demeanor, Urd immediately lost interest in teasing her, let go of the struggling Belldandy, and sat down somewhat dispiritedly on the stone seat by the poolside.


    Her youngest sister Scouty was rebellious and lively, with an unpredictable mind, which made teasing her quite amusing; while Belldandy was proper, gentle, and diligent, fitting the characteristics of the present Goddess, but she could be inevitably a bit old-fashioned, even more so than Urd, the Goddess of the past.


    ��Big sister?��


    As Belldandy called out again, Urd snapped back to reality, glanced at her sister who couldn��t forget her duties, and snorted lightly,


    ��What does this have to do with me? It is the task Father God gave to Scouty.��


    ��If the task isn��t completed on time, if we don��t play the Great Chorale to awaken Father God, all three of us will be punished. For the sake of our sister and ourselves, please help just this once.��


    Belldandy held the black leather ancient book, explaining the pros and cons in frustration, trying to persuade her big sister to act.


    Among the Three Norns sisters, her eldest sister was the strongest and had the authority to manipulate the World Tree Yggdrasil.


    Urd glanced at her sister, speaking with annoyance,


    ��It��s easy for me to intervene, but do you think Father God chose her arbitrarily?��


    Angelboda��the harbinger of sorrow...


    This was not only the alias bestowed upon her youngest sister Scouty but also the final chapter of Fate in the Nordic World.


    And once Scouty��s divinity was combined with that outsider, they could fix the ��Future�� and make the Great Chorale complete.


    However, her control over the past and Belldandy��s over the present did not have this function.


    The past had already occurred, the present was unfolding; unlike the future, both were not as easy to modify and anchor. Even if they interfered, the impact they could have on that person would probably be very limited, and it could easily backfire upon themselves.


    Upon hearing her elder sister��s explanation, Belldandy pondered, then took the initiative to say,


    ��What about if we try together, with me involved?��


    ��You really do spoil her, covering for her in everything. No wonder the girl likes you so much...��


    Urd pursed her lips and hummed with a touch of sourness in her voice.


    Belldandy first blushed and then looked into her sister��s eyes, answering earnestly,


    ��If it were you in trouble, big sister, I��d do the same.��


    Upon hearing this, Urd��s displeased expression eased somewhat as she considered the feasibility of another strategy.


    Although Scouty had abandoned her duty, the future remained hazy.


    But just as two points can determine a straight line, perhaps by using her dominion over the ��Past�� and Belldandy��s realm over the ��Present�� as anchor points, they could also perfect the Great Chorale.


    Seeing Urd��s brow gradually smooth, Belldandy, quite familiar with her sister, suddenly brightened,


    ��Big sister, do you have a solution?��


    ��I just have a rough idea; it��s not guaranteed to work.��


    ��Let��s try it! If we really can��t find a way, we��ll find our little sister and persuade her.��


    ��Just keep spoiling her!��


    Urd glared at her sister, but in the end, she was defeated by Belldandy��s pleading gaze, waved away the dense fog, and led her to the World Tree. She placed her hand on its thick trunk, activating the divinity of the World Tree.


    Belldandy followed suit, injecting her own Power of Fate.


    ��Hum!��


    The branches and trunk trembled, exhibiting a cheerful mood, as Lun Runes flickered light and dark among the leaf veins like countless stars.


    Countless particles of light, invisible to the naked eye, rose from Asgard, Midgard, Valhalla, Jotunheim, and the Iron Forest��all the places where Luo En had lived, fought, and left his mark��absorbed by the World Tree. Then, through the transformation of Runes and the Power of Fate, they mingled with each other, forming torrents of spirituality beneath the bark. Through the World Tree, they were transmitted to every corner of the Nine Great Kingdoms, silently affecting and changing the entire Nordic God Era.

 Chapter 817 817 19 You Look at This Cake, Its Both Big and Round_2

    ?Chapter 817: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It��s Both Big and Round_2 Chapter 817: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It��s Both Big and Round_2 The black leather ancient book on the altar flipped rapidly, and one rune after another was dynamically branded onto the blank pages, continuously composing and extrapolating new movements.


    Meanwhile, in Asgard.


    Odin, returning at the head of his army to regroup, emerged from the Rainbow Bridge, covered in bloodstains and mud, his face etched with weariness.


    The Immortal Palace Guards who followed him back to Asgard also returned, almost all wounded and dispirited.


    Without a doubt, in the war against the Vanir gods, they had not managed to gain much advantage.


    Ever since the war began, the Aesir had not found a way to counter the Vanir��s secret to immortality. Those warriors under the influence of Said witchcraft were nearly impossible to kill.


    Even for the valiant people of Asgard, facing such stubborn foes was naturally a fruitless endeavor.


    ...


    Moreover, as time passed, the ranks of the Immortal Palace Guards thinned on the battlefield, and the situation inevitably began to tilt against the Aesir.


    At that thought, Odin��s face grew increasingly somber.


    A way to counter the Vanir��s witchcraft must be found, or defeat for Asgard was certain.


    But where could one find a deity capable of countering the Life Authority?


    Even the strongest among the Aesir in the Nine Great Kingdoms had no such individual, and hopes for the other races were slim.


    Just as Odin sat on his throne, furrowing his brow, invisible particles of light quietly entered his body.


    The next moment, a flash of insight struck his mind, a blessing upon his spirit.


    ��Snap!��


    Odin smacked his forehead and suddenly stood up.


    Why search for it? Could he not create it himself?


    And as for what could counter life, an answer was already forming in Odin��s mind.


    ��I will be going out for a bit. Before I return, avoid battle as much as possible, do not engage directly with the Vanir!��


    After giving his subordinates a brief set of instructions, the Aesir Divine King decisively removed his armor, donned a gray cloak, pulled up the hood, and transformed the Eternal Spear into a walking stick as he walked out of the city.


    As the Rainbow Bridge opened, Odin took a deep breath and strode into the region shrouded in darkness and death.


    ~~


    At this very moment, in Jotunheim.


    Mimir, the Frost Giant keeping vigil by the Wisdom Spring, also received an unusual visitor.


    He was described as ��strange�� because his eyebrows and hair were frosted over as if he had just encountered a snowstorm;


    His tattered clothes were half-filled with scratches and ice, seemingly pierced by icicles or other sharp objects, while the other half exhibited scorching as though related to thunderbolts or flames;


    His shoes were caked with mud, as though just pulled out of a swamp; his trousers bore the teeth marks of a Magic Beast attack...


    In short, the man appeared as if he had been afflicted by all kinds of strange troubles, an epitome of the word ��miserable.��


    And upon seeing the clear water in the pool, the man could not help but moisten his cracked lips:


    ��Noble Giant, I am terribly thirsty from my journey, I beseech you, let me drink a mouthful of this refreshing spring water to soothe my throat.��


    Mimir, who had been coldly observing from the side, turned livid upon hearing this all too familiar plea, and was about to grab his staff to fight the man across from him:


    ��Odin, you rascal, trying to trick me again!��


    However, the heavy staff was easily caught by a gently raised hand, while the frost-covered face revealed a warm smile:


    ��You must be Wisdom Giant Mimir, right? Odin has been mentioning you incessantly since he returned to the Immortal Palace.��


    Sensing the foreign presence in the man before him, Mimir immediately realized his mistake. He eyed the still-taut tendril staff in the other��s hand with wariness and asked gruffly:


    ��Who are you?��


    ��My name is Loki, sworn blood brother of Odin. I have been sent by him today to visit you, esteemed elder.��


    ��Visit me?�� Mimir was confused.


    ��Thanks to your kindness in allowing him to drink from the Wisdom Spring Water, he has realized something of immense value from the World Tree and wishes to share it with you as a sign of gratitude.��


    Luo En answered with a smile, and at the same time, picked up a twig to trace the outline of several Lun Runes on the ground.


    But to accomplish his upcoming plan, he deliberately wrote a few strokes incorrectly, making the runes look awkward and quite not quite right.


    Seeing these incomplete symbols, Mimir became anxious, muttering incessantly:


    ��No, no, the traces of these runes should not be like this! Hey, boy, do you even know what you��re doing?��


    As a giant in pursuit of ��Wisdom,�� he naturally had an immense desire for these symbols that represented mystique and civilization and was eager to master them.


    In response, Luo En spread his hands, indicating his helplessness:


    ��I��m sorry, this knowledge was firstly grasped by Odin, and I only have a superficial understanding. If you wish to learn the original Big Rune, I fear you will need to visit the Immortal Palace.��


    ��Is that what Odin told you to say?��


    Mimir looked suspiciously at the Asa Messenger before him, repressing the yearning on his face and let out a cynical laugh.


    Clearly, as a giant who regularly partook of the Wisdom Spring Water, Mimir was not foolish and saw through Odin��s intentions at a glance, waving his hand dismissively.


    ��He wants me to betray Jotunheim and go to the Immortal Palace to serve the Asa? Jotunheim has no enmity with the Immortal Palace; you might as well save your efforts.��


    ��You don��t know?��


    Luo En looked surprised at Mimir, a hint of astonishment flickering in his eyes,

 Chapter 818 818 19 You Look at This Cake, Its Both Big and Round_3

    ?Chapter 818: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It��s Both Big and Round_3 Chapter 818: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It��s Both Big and Round_3 ��Jotunheim has now reached a truce with the Immortal Palace, and both sides are intent on reconciliation. However, both sides are currently lacking an esteemed and respected mediator to bridge the gap, so Odin hopes you could stay in the Immortal Palace for a while to speak on behalf of the giants of Jotunheim. After all, you are both his kin and the wisest elder among the Giant Clan, and you are the only one in Jotunheim qualified to succeed Utgard Loki and become the new king of Jotunheim.��


    Faced with such an abundance and explosiveness of information, Mimir was momentarily stunned:


    ��Wait, what happened to Utgard Loki?��


    ��He and I made a bet in the Iron Forest, and by a stroke of luck, I won. According to our agreement, he will step down from his position as the king of Jotunheim and no longer interfere with the development of the Nine Great Kingdoms, so now the throne of Jotunheim is vacant.��


    Luo En answered truthfully, his eyes simultaneously reflecting confusion,


    ��Hasn��t anyone told you about what has been happening in Jotunheim recently?��


    Hearing this, Mimir��s expression became cloudy.


    At that moment, Luo En seemed to have also realized something and suddenly felt indignant:


    ��You, a direct descendant of Ancestor Ymir, have been sitting here, guarding the Wisdom Spring of Jotunheim for hundreds of years. To not tell you about such important matters, they must not take you seriously at all! Isn��t this too outrageous? Who gave that order?��


    ��It must have been Saki!��


    ...


    Mimir responded with a dark face, a fire of unnamed anger rising within him.


    Before the war, Utgard Loki had taken a portion of the Wisdom Spring Water and bestowed it upon the Mountain Giant Saki and his daughter Scadi.


    Since Mimir had a vague guess about the ��Frost Giant King��s�� real identity, he naturally did not dare to stop him.


    Still, afterward, he was ordered to stand guard in front of the Wisdom Spring Water, oblivious to the significant changes that had occurred at the front lines.


    ��No wonder!��


    Luo En seemed to suddenly understand, his gaze at Mimir turning more serious,


    ��You probably don��t know yet, but Saki and his daughter have both mastered the Lun Rune, it seems to be a gift from Utgard Loki. If the Mountain Giants aim to harm you, you must be careful!��


    ��He wouldn��t dare!��


    Mimir grew furious, his old face flushing with anger.


    In the land of Jotunheim, covered in ice and snow, the Frost Giants were the mainstream, and the Mountain Giants were a vassal.


    If Olvir, fate��s incarnation as Utgard Loki, came to power, he had nothing to say.


    But Saki, just a ground mole burrowing in the belly of the mountain, had no right to ride roughshod over him, and now they even possessed the Lun Rune, containing the great secrets of the world!


    This was unfair!


    Seeing Mimir hop in rage, a certain God of Tricks who had successfully fanned the flames chuckled wickedly.


    It appeared that even a giant endowed with wisdom could not see through the veils of fame and desire for power.


    The petty title of King of Jotunheim, he did not care for, nor did Olvir, but that did not mean the Mountain King Saki and the duplicitous Wisdom Giant Mimir wouldn��t be tempted by it.


    Moreover, the issue was not scarcity but inequality.


    Mimir had guarded the Wisdom Spring for hundreds of years, reaping few benefits and never ceasing to complain, while Saki, whom he had once looked down upon, was living a more and more luxurious life, even showing signs of surpassing him.


    These were things Mimir could not tolerate.


    When Luo En saw that the time was ripe, he sincerely suggested:


    ��With Utgard Loki��s retirement, chaos is bound to erupt in Jotunheim. Now that Saki has mastered the Lun Rune, his strength is not what it once was; his daughter Scadi is also not to be underestimated, while you stand alone. To be safe, better follow me to the Immortal Palace to take shelter for a while.��


    ��You want me to hide from them?��


    ��This is merely a strategic retreat. Once you learn the complete Lun Rune from Odin and later represent Jotunheim��s interests in the Immortal Palace, speaking up on their behalf, those Frost Giants and Mountain Giants will inevitably be grateful to you. When that time comes, if you wish to return and take control of Jotunheim, you will surely have instant support! At worst, you could borrow troops from Odin! After all, he is your nephew. If he��s not going to help his own uncle, who would he help?��


    Amid Luo En��s stirring visions and promises, Mimir couldn��t help being heart-stirred.


    Yet, looking back at the gurgling Wisdom Spring, Mimir hesitated:


    ��But if I go, what will become of this Wisdom Spring?��


    Although the spring geographically belonged to the entirety of Jotunheim, having guarded it for so long, Mimir had come to see it as his private property, unwilling to share it with outsiders, thus earning the enmity and ostracism of many giants.


    ��That��s simple!�� Luo En slapped his chest decisively, pulling a golden Holy Grail from the Magic Circle Diagram. The clear spring water and the Wisdom Divinity it contained were instantly absorbed into the Holy Grail, turning into a fathomless ocean.


    Watching Luo En unhesitatingly hand over the gold cup filled with the Wisdom Spring Water, Mimir reluctantly loosened his grip on his cane.


    Smelling the rich aroma from the cup, he couldn��t resist taking a sip, the delightful taste and euphoric experience causing the Wisdom Giant��s eyes to glow, his gaze at the Divine Liquid in the cup filled with eagerness and excitement:


    ��What is this?��


    ��Honey Wine. The spring water��s taste was too bland, so I brewed it into a drink. If you like it, we can drink and chat on the way, and when we get to the Immortal Palace, there will be more.��


    ��Good! Very good!��


    Mimir��s eyes shone, heaping praise upon the Asa Messenger for his thoughtfulness.


    Then, glancing at the nearly dried-up Wisdom Spring, no longer feeling any attachment, he strode forward with the golden cup in hand, greedily drinking the delicious Honey Wine, following behind the Asa Messenger towards the border��s Iron Forest.

 Chapter 819 819 20 Lolita Development Plan

    ?Chapter 819: Chapter 20: Lolita Development Plan Chapter 819: Chapter 20: Lolita Development Plan At that time, the armies of the Mountain Giants and Frost Giants had already withdrawn to Jotunheim, leaving only scattered skeletons covered by heavy snow and numerous pits in the forest that bore witness to the ferocity of the great battle.


    And above the ice wall, the guards of the Immortal Palace, upon seeing Luo En��s figure appearing on the snowy plains, finally began to relax their nerves that had been tense for months.


    During these days of vigilance, they had genuinely worried that this dignitary had died in Jotunheim and that the Giants would then tear up the treaty and launch a major attack.


    ��Daddy!��


    A petite figure dashed out from the ice wall and threw herself into Luo En��s arms.


    ��You��re finally back, if you hadn��t returned your daughter was about to barge into Jotunheim to find you.��


    Freya landed with her wings flapping, complaining indignantly.


    ...


    Snitching? Mean woman!


    Heluo, as if her tail was stepped on, hissed at Freya behind her:


    ��Don��t slander me! I was just trying to gather enemy information by strolling outside!��


    ��Snap!��


    Luo En slapped Heluo on the head, huffing irritably,


    ��Stop it, don��t I know you? Don��t let this happen again!��


    Hearing the dialogue that started sternly but ended lightly, Heluo, who thought she was going to be beaten again, suddenly beamed with joy, nodding her head repeatedly like a pecking chick.


    ��Wait! What��s with your eyes?��


    Luo En held the small head in front of him, looking at those crimson eyes that seemed to ooze blood, frowning.


    ��This thing?�� Heluo blinked her eyes, appearing clueless, ��I don��t know, it seemed to have started after a strange dream I had a while back, and when I woke up, they just turned like this.��


    ��The day the Immortal Palace and Jotunheim started fighting?��


    ��Yes! It seems like it was then.��


    Hearing Heluo��s response, Luo En��s frown deepened:


    ��Have you noticed anything else unusual about yourself?��


    ��Does an increased appetite count? Besides, my teeth have been itchier lately,��


    Heluo scratched her head, voicing her troubles.


    And Freya, standing beside them, scoffed and added the omitted glorious deeds:


    ��Why aren��t you mentioning the rest? Like tearing apart over twenty sets of armor because you were irritable, or breaking a hundred spruce trees whilst trying to catch a rabbit to make soup? Lastly, you said you were going to the seaside to catch fish for food, but you ended up throwing seven or eight Krakens onto the shore, nearly killing the accompanying Priest...��


    Luo En��s face darkened upon hearing this, glowering at the troublemaker who tried to downplay the chaos.


    Heluo shrank her head, glaring fiercely at Freya beside her, her silver teeth grinding together.


    This mean woman always opposed her, just wait, one day she would show her!


    ��Alright, the Immortal Palace and Jotunheim have declared a truce, there��s no need for you to stay here. Go back to Heather Island immediately and finish serving your confinement honestly!��


    ��Daddy, no! It��s so dark and small there, and there��s no one to talk to, it��ll suffocate a wolf!��


    Upon hearing this, Heluo��s expression immediately fell, and she clung desperately to the feeder��s arm, crying pitifully.


    However, loud as her voice was, there wasn��t a single tear in the corners of her eyes.


    Facing such poor acting, Luo En remained unmoved, coldly delivering the final ultimatum:


    ��I��m giving you half a day to get back, and if I see you wandering around outside again, you��ll get an additional three months!��


    At this, Heluo could only grimace, sullenly hanging her head down, preparing to follow her Temple Priest back to Heather Island to continue her confinement.


    ��Wait!��


    The voice came from behind, and Heluo immediately turned her head, looking at her father with surprise:


    ��Daddy, have you changed your mind? I knew...��


    ��Freya, you go back with her! If she dares to sneak out before the time is up, report to me immediately.��


    However, Luo En turned emotionlessly to the side, giving the Valkyrie the order to accompany and monitor Heluo.


    Finally, Heluo completely lost hope, her formerly lively wolf ears drooping powerlessly as she walked toward the activated Rainbow Bridge teleportation circle with a heart full of sorrow.


    Watching his daughter��s figure disappear into the colorful light bands, Luo En��s expression fluctuated, turning his head to look back at the Iron Forest still bearing the scars of war, his eyes flickering with a deep glow.


    It seemed that his gamble with Olvir was far from over.


    Apparently, some potential influence had also spread into the Nine Great Kingdoms with that divine contest.


    And Heluo��s eyes turning red and her increasing urge to destroy were outward manifestations of becoming a Demon Wolf, possibly indicating that she was accelerating her transformation into the legendary God-devouring Wolf, Fenrir.


    Since the specific trigger and solution remained uncertain, Luo En had no choice but to send Heluo back to Heather Island, hoping that the island��s rich divinity could suppress the ferocity of the Demon Wolf transformation and slow down the process.


    ��Are things... all... settled? When do we go... to the Immortal Palace?��


    Mimir staggered to his feet from under a spruce tree, his tongue hanging out as he asked.


    Due to drinking too vigorously along the way, Mimir had been almost dead drunk since arriving in Midgard, barely able to hold his continuously swaying wine cup.


    ��Immediately!��


    Luo En apologized with a smile, then calmed the surrounding human Priests and Immortal Palace guards, ordering them to open the Rainbow Bridge.


    As the runes on the altar lit up, a colorful column of light descended, and Luo En grabbed Mimir and pulled him into it.


    However, before the drunken Wisdom Giant could stabilize himself, the operating Rainbow Bridge emitted a strange tearing force, causing him to stumble and nearly fall, his golden cup in his hand shaking violently, with large amounts of wisdom spring water transformed into honey wine spilling out along the rainbow light, turning into a golden Light Rain, falling into the entire Midgard World.

 Chapter 820 820 20 Lolita Development Plan_2

    ?Chapter 820: Chapter 20 Lolita Development Plan_2 Chapter 820: Chapter 20 Lolita Development Plan_2 ��Wine, my wine...!��


    Mimir, seeing the situation, felt a pang of loss and clutched the golden cup in his hand tightly.


    ��It��s just a spill, it doesn��t matter. Once we arrive at the Immortal Palace, I guarantee you��ll drink your fill!��


    While comforting him, Luo En quietly waved his hand.


    Fine golden threads fell from the sky and silently merged into the bodies of humans laboring in the fields, hunting in the woods, and standing guard on ice walls.


    An indescribable feeling of slight intoxication surged in the chests of the drenched Midgard humans, and their thoughts, following that ethereal sensation, scattered without bounds.


    The breath of vegetation, the roars of wild beasts, the fierce battles of deities, the struggles of giants... a variety of sounds from the Nine Great Kingdoms flooded into their minds, bursting like brilliant stars, giving birth to endless spirit and insight.


    ...


    Glancing at the half-cup of remaining dregs in the golden cup and at Mimir, who even during transport didn��t forget to sneak in a drink at the Rainbow Bridge, Luo En smirked in jest.


    Drink up, drink up. Since you love wine so much, you can forgo this Wisdom Divinity nourished by the Wisdom Spring Water.


    After all, drinking too much wine can damage the brain...


    As his gaze fell upon the Midgard World bathed in the golden rain, a smile of pleasure rippled across Luo En��s face.


    The Holy Grail filled with Wisdom Spring Water was his Divine Artifact, and beyond the superficial ability to turn water into wine, what mattered more were its storage and absorption of Divinity and the Authority to bless life.


    So, despite Mimir having drunk it all the way, he had absorbed hardly any essence from the Wisdom Spring Water.


    On the contrary, the little half-cup he had spilled almost took with it a majority of the Wisdom Divinity contained in the Wisdom Spring Water.


    Once the humans of Midgard absorbed this golden rain from the sky, they would gain more wisdom and knowledge, leading their tribe to rapid development.


    By contrast, the Giant Clan, having lost the nourishment of the Wisdom Spring Water, would struggle to produce clear-sighted sages for a long time, becoming more ignorant and warlike, thus continuously weakening in the struggle for survival resources.


    This was a bloodless, soft knife.


    With Mimir coaxed aboard and taking away most of the Wisdom Spring Water, the downfall of the giants and the rise of the humans were already set in stone.


    And in the original Nordic Mythology, Odin had done something similar.


    He risked danger and used various means, including deception and authority, to trick the giants into giving him a type of poetic nectar that ignited the mind, bestowing it to humans. Those who tasted it could become poets, and were richer in wisdom.


    Since Odin no longer had the Authority of the God of Wine, Luo En naturally chose to step in without hesitation.


    Thus, not only did he nearly empty the Wisdom Spring Water guarded by the Giant Clan, turning it into nectar for the humans of Midgard, but he also lured the Wisdom Giant Mimir to the Immortal Palace, deeply binding him with Asgard.


    As for the throne of Jotunheim...


    The promise came from Odin; what did it have to do with Loki?


    Besides, even if he didn��t mind letting Mimir take the post, Saki, the Mountain Giant King, was still in the way.


    Without Saki, the rest of the Mountain Giants and Frost Giants would hardly accept this Wisdom Giant.


    The reason was simple; old Mimir had kept the Wisdom Spring Water to himself, rarely sharing with others.


    What he called ��wisdom�� was no more than cunning tricks and extensive knowledge, far from a true sage.


    Why hadn��t Olvir taken him along when the war began, and why had the giants of Jotunheim isolated him?


    It was because they saw through his selfish nature.


    If he were truly clever, he would have long used the Wisdom Spring Water to rally all the giants of Jotunheim, not hoarding all the benefits to himself and planning to take it as personal property when leaving.


    Facing such self-dug graves, it was already cultured of the hot-tempered Mountain Giants and Frost Giants not to tear him apart; Mimir still hoped they would mix with him? Pure fantasy.


    Plus, by taking the Wisdom Spring Water and joining the Immortal Palace, he committed what those simple-minded giants saw as a shameless betrayal. Over time, Mimir would probably not even think of returning to Jotunheim but would have to cling to the Asa Divine Race.


    Additionally, if he remembered correctly, this old fellow was still needed to end the Divine War between Warner and Asa.


    A dazzling light column fell on the core of the Immortal Palace, and looking at Mimir, who was dead drunk on the altar, Luo En revealed a mischievous grin, waving to the approaching Immortal Palace Guards and introduced:


    ��This is Uncle Odin, the Wisdom Giant from Jotunheim. Arrange for his sleeping quarters immediately, and...��


    ��Wine! I want wine!��


    Mimir slurred, his spirits high.


    Luo En smiled and nodded, then added:


    ��Prepare the finest wine from the Immortal Palace for him, as much as he wants!��


    ��At your command, mi��lord!��


    Several Immortal Palace Guards bowed respectfully, supporting the tipsy Mimir toward the inner city of Asgard.


    Watching Paru, whom he had lured aboard his charade, disappear from view, Luo En stretched his limbs and turned to ask a palace guard at his side:


    ��What��s the situation with the battle in Valhalla?��


    ��We��re still holding...��


    The Immortal Palace Guard coughed awkwardly, his complexion sheepish.


    Luo En heard and his eyes narrowed slightly.


    According to the brash nature of the Asa Divine Race, holding their position was already a form of failure,


    and ��still holding�� undoubtedly meant that in this Divine War, the situation had become extremely unfavorable for the Asa Divine Race.

 Chapter 821 821 20 Lolita Development Plan_3

    ?Chapter 821: Chapter 20 Lolita Development Plan_3 Chapter 821: Chapter 20 Lolita Development Plan_3 ��Are the Warner that difficult to deal with?��


    Luo En frowned and asked again.


    ��And Odin?��


    ��His Majesty, he��s in the Golden Palace...��


    ��Why isn��t he at the front lines? What��s he doing in the Golden Palace?��


    ��He��s with a giantess named Jiao De, giving birth. She��s His Majesty��s new favorite brought from the Lower Realm, and she was already pregnant when she arrived. The childbirth is imminent.��


    The Garrison Captain replied cautiously, his face full of embarrassment.


    ...


    Looking at the dissatisfaction flickering in the eyes of the others, Luo En deeply furrowed his brow.


    He wasn��t opposed to Odin seeking out lovers.


    After all, as a deity himself, his own slate wasn��t clean, and he was in no position to criticize Odin.


    But there��s a time for everything!


    The Warner Divine Race was winning consecutive battles, while the Asa Divine Race was being pushed back step by step. With the situation so dire, how could he still be in the mood for lovers?


    However, the name ��Jiao De�� sounded oddly familiar. It seemed he had heard it somewhere before.


    As Luo En was deep in thought, a black aura burst forth from the Golden Palace, piercing through the sky.


    The spreading chilling cold and the soul-freezing intent of death rapidly expanded, and birds that touched the streams of black light turned stiff and plummeted to the ground, smashing into crimson pulp.


    What is this?


    In the face of the sudden emergency, the Immortal Palace Guards drew their swords, ready to rally at the Golden Palace.


    ��Don��t panic. You all stay here and hold this position. I��ll go check it out!��


    Luo En commanded, his voice deep and authoritative as he took quick steps towards the Golden Palace.


    In just a few seconds, the entire Temple was nearly engulfed by the thick black mist, and a malicious intent towards life spread out menacingly.


    Just as Luo En was about to pull the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the Magic Circle Diagram and rush into the Golden Palace to investigate, the doors creaked open.


    Odin stood there, holding up a swaddled infant, his face flushed with excitement and exhilaration;


    ��Loki, I��ve succeeded!��


    ��What?��


    ��My daughter!��


    With pride in his voice, the Asa Divine King handed over the swaddling clothes to his good comrade, his tone overflowing with show-off,


    ��Look, isn��t she adorable and powerful?��


    Luo En took the swaddle, looking at the baby girl wrapped in the intent of death, her skin an unhealthy pale and her eyes as deep as black holes, he asked in a slightly rough voice,


    ��Does she have a name?��


    ��Hela!��


    Odin replied without hesitation, clearly having been well-prepared.


    Hearing this familiar name, Luo En inhaled sharply and voiced the doubt in his heart,


    ��How does she possess the Divinity of Death?��


    ��I took a trip to Helheim and gathered the purest and most potent intent of death from that land where only the deceased dwell, and then through union with Jiao De, I infused that power into our bloodline.��


    Odin excitedly and proudly narrated the events, hoisting his daughter above his head,


    ��This is the sword I have forged for Asa! Her birth will bring Victory and Glory to the Immortal Palace!��


    However, as if frightened, the baby in the swaddle started to wail loudly.


    Instantly, a dense aura of death spilled from her, causing maids and guards around her to collapse, their bodies rapidly weakening.


    Seeing this, Odin��s face changed, and he frantically tried to soothe his daughter, trying to stop her terrifying cries.


    But due to his lack of experience in caring for children and this being his eldest daughter, Odin��s clumsy efforts not only failed to silence the infant but caused her to become even more upset.


    As the maids and guards surrounding the Golden Palace were on the verge of being drained of life, Luo En stepped forward reluctantly, taking the swaddling clothes from Odin��s hands and gently cradling her in the most comforting position, humming a soft melody.


    Suddenly, the little one who had been scared by her own father broke into a smile, her dark eyes curiously looking at the figure holding her, uttering soft coos as her tiny hand reached for the handsome face.


    Seeing the crisis averted, Odin sighed with relief:


    ��Loki, you always know what to do.��


    ��These things are common in Midgard, so I��ve picked up a few tricks.��


    Luo En replied offhandedly while cooing at the newborn Hela.


    Looking at the tender and harmonious scene, Odin��s gaze flickered, his voice deep with resolve:


    ��Perfect, I still have to deal with the Warner Divine Race and have no time for the child. For now, you will care for her. During this time, I hope you can teach her swordsmanship and magic, to make her a qualified warrior! When she��s grown up and can effectively control the Death Divinity, that will be our time to counterattack!��


    Listening to Odin��s ambitions and plans, Luo En looked at the babbling infant in his arms, his thoughts churning.


    He finally remembered who Jiao De was.


    The female giant with the Power of Earth, Thunder God Thor��s own mother.


    So, does that make Death Goddess Hela Odin��s eldest daughter? Thor��s elder sister?


    Everything��s a mess...

 Chapter 822 822 21 The Misraised Death Goddess

    ?Chapter 822: Chapter 21 The Misraised Death Goddess Chapter 822: Chapter 21 The Misraised Death Goddess Nordic World.


    The conflict between the Asa Divine Race and the Warner Divine Race had been ongoing for a long time, showing no signs of abating.


    On one hand, the Asa Divine Race was unable to counter the Said Witchcraft of the Warner Divine Race; even with their abundant martial honor, they couldn��t cope with the nearly Immortal Warner warriors;


    on the other hand, although the Warner Divine Race possessed almost BUG-like Life Authority, being outsiders, they had not been fully accepted by the will of the Nordic World. After many years of effort, the Warner Clan had only managed to establish a foundation of Said Witchcraft in a corner of Valhalla. Once they left this home ground, the effectiveness of the Said Witchcraft would be significantly weakened, and the Warner Divine Race dared not venture lightly into other realms, for fear of being caught by Odin and the Asa Divine Race and defeated one by one.


    Therefore, neither side, with their own Weaknesses, could get the better of the other, leading to a protracted tug-of-war on the borderlands between Asgard and Valhalla.


    As leaders of both sides, Freya and Odin persevered with difficulty.


    One was waiting for the opponent to reveal an opening, as the people of Asgard struggled to sustain the enormous cost of war; the other awaited Asa��s ��Sword of Death�� to be tempered, ready to be unsheathed for a trial of its edge.


    Time flew by, and several years passed in a flash.


    ...


    ~~


    Midgard World, Heather Island.


    A petite figure passed through the misty groves and arrived at a spacious clearing.


    She was a young girl, not very tall, about one and a half meters in height.


    Her unruly brown-black hair hung loosely over her shoulders, half-hiding her youthful face, creating an air of mystery and majesty that belied her age; although her features were delicate, her almost pathologically pale skin divorced her from cuteness, leaning more toward darkness and gloom.


    Her eyes, black as the Abyss, surveyed the surroundings of the clearing, like a lone wolf roaming at night inspecting its hunting ground.


    The invisible chill emanating from her small frame made snakes, insects, and other creatures tremble as though in the presence of a natural enemy; the world around her seemed to die, falling silent.


    But when she saw the figure that had been waiting in the center of the clearing, the coldness on the girl rapidly faded, and her pale face brightened with a genuine smile:


    ��Teacher!��


    Luo En looked at the small figure approaching him, his eyes filled with tenderness.


    Hela, Odin��s eldest daughter, the Future Death Goddess.


    She was also the student he had personally mentored.


    Due to the long-lasting Divine War between the Warner Divine Race and the Asa Divine Race, Odin had been too occupied to fulfill his duties as a father.


    Furthermore, in order to keep it a secret, allowing Hela, this sharp blade, to achieve an unexpected effect.


    Therefore, after her birth, Odin had sent her to the Midgard World, entrusted her upbringing and education to Luo En, his blood-brother.


    In some sense, he was not only Hela��s teacher but also half a father to her.


    With his extensive experience in child-rearing and a demeanor more personable, affable to a fault, he had performed these tasks very well.


    One could see the difference in the way Hela treated outsiders compared to him.


    Feeling quite pleased inside, Luo En asked with a smile,


    ��Are you ready?��


    ��Yeah, I��ll definitely win this time!��


    Hela promised resolutely, her little face serious.


    Luo En, seeing this, couldn��t help but laugh softly.


    Hela��s talent was indeed astonishing, and her competitive nature had led to rapid progress. But she was still young, far from being able to defeat the main examiner.


    ��It��s just a learning assessment, just give it your all. There��s no need to put too much pressure on yourself.��


    Luo En reassured her gently, while gesturing for her to come forward.


    Hela nodded noncommittally, gazing towards the figure emerging from the mist, her eyes suddenly sharp and intense.


    She could lose, but not to this woman!


    Sensing those hostile eyes and the increasingly rapid breathing, Freya��s face revealed a teasing smile,


    ��We meet again, little Hela. This time, try to last a bit longer��don��t just lie down before I��ve even warmed up.��


    ��Hmph, it��s not certain who��ll be the one lying down!��


    Hela retorted coldly, pulling two daggers from the Magic Circle Diagram and leaping onto the platform, ready to challenge Freya with an imposing aura.


    However, the Valkyrie below did not rush to engage in combat but instead turned to Luo En with a smile, saying,


    ��Playing your student��s practice opponent, with nothing at stake? I��m not interested.��


    ��What gratuity do you want?��


    Luo En shot Freya an annoyed look for her extortion but did not outright reject her request.


    As Odin��s secret weapon forged for the Asa Divine Race, Hela was bound to enter the battlefield and clash with the Warner Divine Race.


    And Freya, as a Valkyrie of the Warner Clan, was undoubtedly the best practice opponent.


    To ensure Freya would serve as a good whetstone for Hela, Luo En did not mind giving the woman a little incentive in compensation.


    Freya��s eyes sparkled, and she said with a smile,


    ��If I win, you��ll cook tonight, and we��ll have dinner together, then stroll along the beach, okay?��


    ��Okay.��


    Luo En agreed to her reasonable request, completely unaware that Hela��s expression had darkened considerably.


    This damned she-cat! Always in heat, clustering around the teacher��I��ll slaughter you one day!


    Hela gnashed silver teeth in her heart, her look at Freya growing ever more hostile.


    Not knowing whether it was intentional or not,


    whenever she wanted to be alone with the teacher, this woman always managed to interfere, deliberately flaunting her closeness to the teacher in front of her, igniting a burning itch in her gums and an urge to tear the woman apart and throw her into a filthy ditch.


    And as she felt the wave of malice and the increasingly hurried breaths from the other side, Freya��s smile became even more radiant.


    As far as she knew, this was a girl with a cold and proud exterior but a heart craving for love.


    Therefore, she dearly craved the attention of a certain individual and harbored subtle and complex feelings for that person.


    Coupled with her defiant nature and the martial lineage of the Asa Divine Race, she naturally developed a strong sense of territoriality, instinctively repelling others from approaching her teacher, usurping her place, and stealing her attention.


    But the more Hela did so, the more Freya wanted to dance wildly in the minefield.


    Because when it came to messing with people��s minds, she had learned from some jerk on the scene.


    In that Divine War from years ago, it was precisely because of this that she had been utterly defeated and reduced to such a state.


    Although she couldn��t beat the greater ones, couldn��t she still take the opportunity to bully the lesser ones?


    Little girl, your teacher owes me, so you, his student, will pay back first.


    Freya sneered inwardly, not forgetting to throw a sultry look at Luo En standing nearby before she stepped onto the stage.


    Seeing this, Hela��s face turned an iron blue with anger, and she immediately picked up the two daggers in her hand, launching the attack first.


    Freya shook her head and scoffed at the opponent��s sword moves that were distorted by rage.


    Still too young...


    But just as this Warner Valkyrie leisurely drew her Sword of Victory, a flash of murderous intent sparkled in Hela��s eyes, and her body suddenly accelerated. The two icy daggers slashed toward the opponent��s wrist and chest.


    The force, timing, and angle were all perfect.


    She can get angry but doesn��t let it affect her judgement?


    She learned her lesson quickly after being tricked last time... impressive.


    Admiring Hela��s talent for combat, Freya stepped forward smoothly, narrowly avoiding the blade aimed at her chest.


    Her wrist flicked concurrently, and the Sword of Victory was unsheathed, golden blade cutting into the weakest point of force on Hela��s black daggers.


    Clang clang clang!


    With the piercing sound of gold striking iron, Hela��s small frame stumbled back three steps before she managed to stop her retreat.


    Freya swayed only slightly:


    ��Can you keep up, little Hela?��


    Hearing her opponent��s mockery, Hela shook her sore wrist, feeling somewhat indignant.


    Under her teacher��s careful instruction, in terms of swordsmanship, she might not lose.


    But the opponent had lived longer, possessed greater Divine Power; forceful confrontation was clearly disadvantageous to her.


    Then go for a fast-paced offensive!


    Such an obvious intention could not be concealed from the experienced Valkyrie Freya, who parried casually with her sword, repeatedly blocking the incoming dagger thrusts.


    Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The figures of both, large and small, intertwined, the sounds of clashing metals growing heavier until the mist around the square dissipated, and the dry leaves fell rustling.


    Gradually, the relaxed Freya��s expression became solemn.


    Because she realized Hela��s growth was far beyond her expectations �C moves that had overwhelmed just a few days ago were no longer effective.


    Even when she changed techniques, Hela adapted quickly, finding and exploiting weaknesses for her counterattacks.


    For a while, the battle was evenly matched.


    Having stabilized the situation, Hela sneered in mockery:


    ��Can you keep up, Warner?��


    That identical phrasing fully revealed the death goddess�� strong vengeful spirit.


    ��You��re gloating too soon, kid!�� Freya raised her eyebrow and scoffed.


    A small round shield, engraved with patterns, appeared in her other hand, complementing the Sword of Victory in offense and defense.


    Simultaneously, the Swan Feather Weave materialized over her body, greatly enhancing her mobility and reflexes.


    But as Freya revealed the full form of a Valkyrie, Hela, who had been fighting evenly, was completely overpowered. She was pushed back repeatedly and soon cornered at the edge of the arena.


    Seeing she was about to be forced off the stage, Hela, in desperation, yanked off the outer garment she was wearing and flung it forward.


    Amidst a tearing sound, the garment was shredded by the blade into fluttering strips of cloth.


    My favorite dress, made by my teacher!


    Hela gritted her teeth with heartache while seizing the opportunity to launch a counterattack at Freya.


    Two daggers, enshrouded in dark energy, radiated chilling glints, striking like venomous snakes, jabbing and slashing toward Freya��s vital points like the throat, eyes, abdomen, and knees.


    Swish!


    Freya��s Sword of Victory horizontally intercepted, aiming to cut off Hela��s assault.


    Hela��s gaze was icy as she dodged to the side while still thrusting her swords.


    Thud!


    The golden blade pierced through skin and flesh into the left shoulder, creating a vicious wound from which divine blood, red and gold, spurted out.


    But a dark gray aura of death had already cloaked Hela��s left side, numbing all pain. Without hesitation, her swords slashed forward like two black lightning bolts, aiming for Freya��s chest.


    However, this carefully prepared strike was blocked by Freya��s raised round shield.


    Hela, unwilling to give up, raised her daggers again.


    Freya instinctively parried with the Sword of Victory in her other hand.


    ��Crack!��


    With a crisp sound, Hela��s black daggers, already notched from the intense battle, broke upon impact, and the golden Sword of Victory continued its path unabated towards Hela��s head.


    Just as the future Death Goddess seemed destined to be spilled in blood right there, a hand reached out from the side, firmly catching the blade of the Sword of Victory.


    Drops of divine blood dripped down the fingers, splashing onto Hela��s pale face.


    Looking up at the bloody palm above her, the little girl��s eyes filled with guilt and self-reproach:


    ��Teacher...��


    ��It��s alright.��


    Luo En smiled and patted the dispirited little head, his gentle expression like a beam of sunlight piercing through the clouds.

 Chapter 823 823 22 The Minotaurs Soul Burns Fiercely

    ?Chapter 823: Chapter 22 The Minotaur��s Soul Burns Fiercely Chapter 823: Chapter 22 The Minotaur��s Soul Burns Fiercely At nightfall within the Great Temple on Heather Island.


    ��Ah...��


    A suppressed moan echoed, and Luo En involuntarily paused her hand:


    ��Does it hurt a lot?��


    Hearing that concerned inquiry, Hela, lying on the small bed, quickly shook her head and dryly replied:


    ��No, it��s just a bit ticklish...��


    ��Tickling is good! That��s a sign that the wound is healing. I told you not to overdo it!��


    Luo En huffed in mild annoyance, then with one hand holding the Holy Grail and the other dipping into it to take some golden Divine Liquid, she gently and evenly applied it to another wound on Hela��s back.


    ��Ooh~!��


    ...


    The moment the two made contact, Hela switched from lying prone to lying on her side, curling her back like a shrimp and unable to stop crying out in pain.


    But that voice, inexplicably, contained a trace of melodiousness.


    In reality, the itchy sensation of the healing wound was secondary. As a Goddess with the Power of Death and a competent Asa warrior, she wouldn��t exhibit much emotion over a few accidental slashes in combat, let alone losing limbs or being disemboweled.


    What really caused her to lose her composure was the warmth from the hand on her back and the pleasure from the skin contact.


    Since she had grown up and the affairs of Midgard had become increasingly busy, her teacher hadn��t been close to her for a long time.


    Although she knew that this strange and childish desire was something that an Asa warrior should discard in the process of maturing, Hela couldn��t help but yearn for closeness with her teacher and caretaker, especially skin contact.


    In later psychological terms, this condition is known as skin hunger.


    If you love her, hold her. The most effective way to calm a crying person is to hold them, just like how a mother picks up her baby and soothingly caresses their body until the baby gradually stops crying and smiles happily at the mother. Humans convey and feel love through intimate physical contact. If one lacks physical touch for a long time, they might experience various physiological and psychological adverse reactions, which is a condition known as ��skin hunger.��


    The development of ��skin hunger�� is related to intimate relationships. Some people develop this symptom because they didn��t have a stable and healthy intimate attachment during childhood. A lack of social skills, preventing normal social interaction, can also lead to this symptom.


    People with this condition crave touch and intimate contact, representing a compensation psychology for the lack of sufficient love during childhood and growth.


    Clearly, her parents�� prolonged absence, premature maturity, and her teacher Loki��s neglect in recent years had gradually led her to develop similar psychological symptoms.


    However, this wasn��t a major issue. Just as being hungry necessitates eating and being thirsty requires drinking��both are normal physiological needs.


    If satisfied appropriately and guided correctly, Hela��s minor psychological problem could easily be resolved.


    But unfortunately, the rather gloomy future Death Goddess wasn��t very good at communicating and expressing herself.


    Watching her student��s tremors and moans become more pronounced during the medicine application, Luo En softened her tone helplessly and comforted in a gentle voice:


    ��Hang in there, it will be over soon...��


    ��Mm...��


    Hela, with her back to her teacher, nodded silently and gloomily, her teeth tightly biting her cherry lips, trying hard to suppress the urge to make a strange noise from her throat.


    But as the hand on her back touched the largest wound on her left shoulder, Hela��s small body instantly stiffened, and an even higher-pitched moan escaped through her nose.


    Hearing that unusual modulation, Luo En once again stopped her hand and hesitantly said:


    ��Am I being too rough? Should we switch? Heluo seems to be free, or maybe Freya? She��s better at handling this kind of wound.��


    ��Don��t want to!��


    Hela shook her head without hesitation, rejecting the offer, while simultaneously clutching onto her teacher��s other hand,


    ��I only want you!��


    ��Okay, okay, stop moving around, the blanket is about to fall to the floor.��


    Luo En couldn��t help but laugh and cry as he held down the beast skin blanket that was slipping off the bed and soothed his somewhat clingy student.


    Satisfied, Hela lay back down in her little bed and continued to enjoy the close contact from behind.


    But when the golden Divine Liquid was poured onto the piercing wound on Hela��s left shoulder, the granulation tissue twitching and growing, and the Warner Divine Power being expelled from her body, it caused Hela��s sensitive constitution to tremble even more violently and her skin to flare up with a rosy blush.


    As his fingertips grazed over that newly healed skin, forcing out the last wisps of Warner Divinity, the Healing came to an end:


    ��All done!��


    As he looked at her back, smooth as jade, Luo En was filled with a sense of accomplishment.


    Freya��s Warner Divine Power leaned towards Life, while Hela��s Asa Divine Power leaned towards Death; the two conflicted with each other.


    Therefore, if too much life Divinity remained within Hela��s body unattended, it would not only affect Self-healing but also could lead to cysts and scars.


    Girls should be beautiful and flawless; such a risk was unacceptable.


    ��I��ve cleaned the inside of your wound, and the Warner Divine Power has been expelled. Be careful not to get your newly healed skin wet and try to use your hands less for the time being. Rest assured, a day or two of recuperation should see you completely recovered.��


    After briefly instructing her on some medical advice, Luo En was about to stand up and leave, but his arm was caught by Hela once again.


    Luo En turned his head back, a bit surprised:


    ��What��s wrong?��


    ��Your injury hasn��t been treated yet.��


    ��That? I can just take care of it when I go back.��


    ��No! You have to be healed here before you can leave; I want to see it with my own eyes!��


    Hela insisted earnestly, her little face completely stern.


    She certainly knew that with her teacher��s strength it would not have been a problem to catch a blow from Freya��s sword with his bare hands; heck, even if his head was split in two, he might still be able to mend it himself.


    But she had been injured for her sake, and not seeing the teacher fully healed would likely keep her awake for several nights.


    Recalling the figure that stood in front of her at that critical moment, warmth spread across Hela��s tense little face, and her night-sky-like eyes shimmered with vivid colors.


    At this point, Luo En, seeing that he could not persuade his student, could only compromise helplessly:


    ��There��s really no winning against you.��


    He then sat back down on the bed, spreading out the palm that had been injured earlier to show Hela.


    After a good half-day of self-Healing, what had been a gash deep enough to see bone had completely healed, leaving behind only a faint line that was almost imperceptible unless examined closely.


    Even so, Hela still held her teacher��s hand and couldn��t help asking:


    ��Does it still hurt?��


    ��Not at all.��


    Luo En answered seriously, then flicked Hela on the forehead with a snap of his fingers, his expression darkening,


    ��But you, where did you learn to trade injuries for Life like that? Clashing recklessly with Freya in disregard of your safety? It was just a test, not an actual battlefield; was there a need to go all out?��


    ��I could have won!��


    ��Then why are you the one lying here?��


    ��She had better weapons! That doesn��t count!��


    Hela retorted with a huff, her eyes full of defiance, clearly unwilling to accept her loss to Freya.


    ��Loss is loss, victory is victory. No one on the battlefield will let you make excuses.��


    The pleasant voice came from outside the door, as Freya, now dressed in casual attire, stood with arms folded under the moonlight, lightly humming a reminder.


    Seeing the valiant Valkyrie of the Warner Clan before her, Hela��s face immediately darkened,


    ��What are you doing here?��


    ��Obviously, I��m here to collect my reward.��


    Freya replied with a smile, stepping into the Great Temple and giving Luo En, who was beside the bed, a light hum,


    ��We had an agreement, if I won, you��d treat me to a meal. I��ve been waiting and waiting, and no one showed up. Are you going back on your word?��


    ��To have a meal, I need to first take care of my student��s wounds.��


    Luo En answered in irritation, then gave Freya a glare, counterattacking,


    ��Who told you to be so heavy-handed?��


    ��So, can we go now?��


    Freya asked with a smile, her eyes playfully swirling.


    Seeing that he couldn��t avoid it, Luo En reluctantly nodded in agreement.


    Well, it��s just a meal, not like I��m selling myself. There��s nothing to worry about.


    Satisfied with the affirmative reply, a content smile appeared on Freya��s face.


    Then, with a wink, she teasingly looked at Hela, raising her voice on purpose,


    ��Tonight I��m borrowing your teacher for a bit, you don��t mind, do you, little sister?��


    With that, Freya playfully took Luo En��s left arm from Hela��s hand and affectionately linked it.


    Upon this provocation, Hela��s face turned a shade of steel,


    ��I��m coming too!��


    ��No, no. Adult matters, kids don��t get to participate.��


    Freya declined with a smile, then gently bowed her head, kissing Luo En��s hand like a flirtatious, coy woman.


    For a moment, Hela was so furious she felt like exploding, wishing she could jab seven or eight visible holes in Freya.


    ��Glaring at me is useless; accept the bet and admit defeat. It��s your own fault for not being strong enough and losing your teacher to me.��


    Freya spoke cheerfully, her mood extremely pleasant,


    ��Can��t help it. In this world, strength is the only argument. The victor takes all, and the weak can only stand aside and watch.��


    Hearing the double entendre in the taunt, Hela felt a strong sense of humiliation.


    It was as if her cherished possession was snatched away and defiled right before her eyes.


    Seeing the young girl��s eyes reddening, Freya, who had long been bossed around like a Paru by someone, felt secretly thrilled and continued to turn up the heat,


    ��But don��t worry, I will certainly treat your teacher well, will thoroughly enjoy this meal, not a drop wasted...��


    Just as Freya was preparing to further savor Hela��s distressed expression, a deep voice reached her ears,


    ��Is that so? Then I need to prepare properly...��


    That lighthearted phrasing struck Freya like a thunderbolt.


    The Valkyrie turned rigidly, facing the demon behind her with a forced smile etched in her bones, shame and fear welling up, causing her to shudder as she quickly explained,


    ��I meant dinner.��


    ��I did, too...��


    Luo En answered with a smile, his gaze profound.


    You can��t beat me, so you bully my student; Freya, you��ve just shown your true colors.


    If you don��t behave, it might be time to revisit a certain self-entertaining game.


    Or perhaps, I should treat you to a proper meal myself?


    Freya sensed trouble, wanting to turn and flee, but the familiar sensation of being puppeteered took over her movements, leaving her in tears,


    I��ve overplayed my hand, doomed!


    ��Have a meal, and I��ll be back. You should rest early.��


    Luo En bid Hela farewell with a smile, then turned to grasp Freya��s arm, dragging the recently too brazen Valkyrie into the darkness.


    However, watching the man and woman pull away, Hela hid her dissatisfaction deep in her eyes, burning like flames.


    Not strong enough! It��s because I��m not strong enough! That��s why I lost my teacher to her!


    Just wait, I will beat you soon!


    Her clenched silver teeth drew blood from her lips, her night-sky-like eyes shimmering ominously.


    But to achieve this, she had to make a lot of preparations.


    For instance, should she first craft a Divine Artifact capable of contending with the Sword of Victory?


    ~~


    ��You want to craft a Divine Artifact?��


    Heluo, dragged from her slumber, heard Hela��s request and, rubbing her sleepy eyes, grumbled with a dark face,


    ��Why come to me? Go to the Dwarves; they��re the finest craftsmen in the Nine Great Kingdoms. Even Odin��s Eternal Spear was forged by them.��


    Upon hearing this, Hela��s eyes lit up, ready to dash through the Rainbow Bridge without a word.


    ��Just wait, do you have money?��


    Heluo quickly held back Hela, irritably reminding her,


    ��Those Dwarves are well known for their greed. Even Odin has to pay them a substantial amount of gold for their help.��


    Hela paused for a moment, then coldly said,


    ��I don��t have money; but I want that thing!��


    ��It��s not impossible, but you have to listen to me.��


    Heluo��s eyes turned, a droplet of saliva unwittingly sliding from the corner of her mouth.


    Based on the affection of growing up together, Hela nodded without hesitation.


    As the eldest daughter of her teacher, Heluo appeared to have inherited his craftiness, often having the most ideas,


    So, almost every time it was Heluo who devised the plan, Hela would execute it, and they would split the benefits.


    This time was no exception.


    Beneath the thick night, two small figures whispered to each other, their deep gazes directed toward the somber Dwarf Kingdom.

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    ?Chapter 824: Chapter 23 Dining till the X Wave Chapter 824: Chapter 23 Dining till the X Wave Outside the window, the crescent moon hung like a hook, the night color enveloping everything.


    The serene scenery, combined with the soft glow of the fluorite lamp, simply maxed out the ambiance of intimacy.


    However, faced with a table full of delicious food and amber-colored honey wine, Freya felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Her tall and graceful body twisted restlessly, an odd rose color appearing on her skin. Her two straight legs trembled slightly, and the hand resting on the table was veined with blue as if enduring some indescribable emotion.


    ��Chicken soup coming~!��


    Along with a cheery voice, Luo En brought out a steaming clay pot from the kitchen stove and placed it on the dining table.


    Upon lifting the lid, the rich aroma spread out, with the snowy, translucent chicken meat floating in the golden thick soup, enhanced by wild vegetables and mushrooms, making one��s mouth water.


    But Freya subconsciously turned her gaze away, not daring to look any longer.


    ...


    Seeing the guest had no intention of starting, Luo En immediately scooped out a bowl of chicken soup and ��kindly�� passed it over:


    ��This is all for you, don��t be shy!��


    Politeness be damned!


    Unable to dodge, Freya cursed inwardly, raising her flushed face, accusingly:


    ��You��re so despicable... to actually... put drugs in the food...��


    She couldn��t finish her words; the valiant and kind Valkyrie was now gasping for air, half-sprawled by the table, her body trembling, her chest heaving violently, as if she had just undergone electrotherapy.


    However, faced with the guest��s accusation, Luo En, who cooked the meal himself, was even more aggrieved:


    ��How could you slander my innocence like that! When have I ever done such a thing?��


    ��Enough!��


    Freya, panting at the edge of the table, gritted her teeth:


    ��After eating your cooking, my body started to feel very strange. If it wasn��t you, who else could it be?��


    ��You can insult my character, but not my professional integrity!��


    As the successor to the God of Stove, Hestia, Luo En resolutely picked up utensils to prove his point,


    ��You say I drugged the food? I��ll eat and show you!��


    Watching Luo En taste each dish and remain unflushed and unperturbed, Freya was dumbstruck.


    How could this be? It shouldn��t be like this...


    Could it really be a misunderstanding?


    Just when the Valkyrie fell into doubt, there was a mocking snort from across the table:


    ��Before accusing others, think about your own issues first. Is your conduct consistently honorable? Is your mentality solidly healthy?��


    Freya��s eyes quickly cleared, as if realizing something. She immediately lifted her shirt, revealing the blood-red Compulsory Divine Seal on her lower abdomen, with a faint glow moving about.


    It wasn��t the food��s issue after all, but hers.


    But...


    Freya glared across the table, grinding her teeth:


    ��What did you do to me?��


    ��Oh, that?��


    Luo En smiled, explaining sincerely,


    ��To let you fully enjoy the meal, I linked your sense of taste with some of your other senses through spells, giving you the ultimate experience.��


    ��This kind of experience that leads to ecstasy from eating?��


    Having pinpointed the issue, Freya��s eyes shot daggers, and her silver teeth ground against each other:


    ��Well, thank you very much for that!��


    ��There��s no need to thank me. It��s only about being responsible for the guests and the food.��


    Luo En replied earnestly, not ashamed but proud.


    Seeing his shameless demeanor, Freya felt frazzled.


    Since when could a chef��s cooking induce ecstasy? Was the kitchen stock all aphrodisiacs?


    Unbeknownst to her, in Luo En��s memory, there indeed were chefs who could make dishes that acted like aphrodisiacs, leading to ecstasy.


    But of course, Freya lacked the ability to probe the thoughts of others. She stood up with difficulty, her body soft and warm, wanting to end this tormenting dinner early.


    But a grinning face approached, cutting off her retreat:


    ��Why aren��t you eating?��


    ��I��m full...��


    Freya replied with a dry cough, avoiding eye contact.


    Hearing that, Luo En��s face, previously all smiles, darkened instantly, his tone rising:


    ��What do you mean, ��you��re not eating��? Why did you let me prepare so much?��


    ��I didn��t...��


    ��Winner takes all, not a drop wasted, who said that?��


    ��...��


    Freya opened her mouth, speechless.


    She had indeed said that before.


    But not in that context!


    ��I hate those who break their promises. As a noble Valkyrie of Warner, you have to stand by your words.��


    Luo En cast a glance at Freya, spoke with a smirk,


    ��Do you help yourself, or shall I assist?��


    Looking at the table, almost enough food and drink to burst a mammoth, Freya felt the urge to cry.


    Though she wanted to refuse, remembering the overpowering Compulsory Divine Seal, she could only sit down tearfully, pick up the fork, and begin to eat, her face the picture of a tragic hero.


    With every bite of food, every sip of drink, the pleasure exploding on her taste buds, resonated with the spell to her lower abdomen, causing her entire body to quiver, her mind almost suffocating.


    Hold on, just endure a little longer, and it will pass.


    Freya comforted herself while shakingly raising the fork, stuffing the food into her mouth to swallow, yearning to end this torture soon.


    Finally, almost all of the food on the table had disappeared.


    But at the same time, after a fierce round of eating, her eyes rolled back uncontrollably, crystal saliva dripped from her mouth, her mind a mushy mess.


    ��Look how appetizing it��s been for you. Eat slower, there��s plenty more in the kitchen. I��ve even added a few more dishes for you.��


    Hearing those considerate words, Freya saw someone bring out a grilled beef leg thicker than her own head from the kitchen. Everything turned black before her eyes, and she couldn��t hold on any longer, collapsing to the floor with a thud, crying helplessly:

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    ?Chapter 825: Chapter 23 Dining till the X Wave_2 Chapter 825: Chapter 23 Dining till the X Wave_2 ��I can��t eat anymore, really can��t, it will go bad...��


    Luo En remained unmoved and helped Freya up with a smile while speaking with a gentle tone that contained the most lethal words,


    ��Don��t worry, eat slowly, I��m not in a hurry.��


    Having failed to negotiate, the Valkyrie was filled with regret.


    Knowing full well that this bastard��s method of torturing people was extremely cruel, why did she provoke him for no reason?


    But now that it had come to this, she could only comply obediently, otherwise, waiting for this guy to take forceful measures, her fate would probably be even more miserable.


    Realizing she couldn��t escape this torture, Freya sat back down on her chair with tears in her eyes, picked up her utensils and began the painful yet pleasurable eating.


    ~~


    The next morning, the room was in a mess.


    ...


    The once valiant Valkyrie of the Warner Clan, with her belly distended like a watermelon, lay lifeless on the cold floor, her gaze empty, hair disheveled, her body twitching incessantly, reaching the pinnacle of sensory overload. She resembled a skinned frog strapped to an experimental table, subjected to repeated electric shocks.


    ��After you��ve digested, remember to clean this place up.��


    Luo En wiped his hands as he walked out of the kitchen, casually instructing.


    Following that, he seemed to remember something and added with a smile,


    ��Oh, and that chair you sat on, wash it a few more times.��


    Freya turned her head stiffly to look at the chair that seemed to have been drenched in a downpour, and thinking of the torture she had endured all night, tears of frustration rolled down her cheeks.


    This demon...


    As the door closed with a creak, the retreating figure left Freya lying on the floor, clenching her fists while staring at the faint glow of the dark red runes on her abdomen.


    No, if this goes on, she��ll be tormented to death by that bastard sooner or later!


    To die in such a way as a female warrior of the Warner Clan...


    Freya shivered at the thought, a profound fear sprouting in her heart.


    That would be utterly disgraceful.


    But a direct confrontation was out of the question, she was no match for that guy, and now she was also branded with a Compulsory Divine Seal, let alone fighting with him, even the thought of rebellion seemed likely to be quashed by him.


    After contemplating deeply for a while, Freya��s gaze flickered ominously.


    As a Valkyrie of the Warner Divine Race, she inherently possessed the great Life Authority, which was manifested in two aspects for female deities.


    First, bringing excellent physical qualities that make the host a qualified warrior;


    Second, related to love, desire, and reproduction, giving the host a powerful attraction to the opposite sex, and consequently producing superior bloodlines.


    As a female warrior of the Warner Race, she had nearly reached the peak of the first aspect, but was still not a match for him.


    Since brute force wasn��t working, the only option was to play it soft.


    For instance, fully utilizing her feminine charms, psychologically conquering that guy, making him kneel at her feet.


    The best outcome would be to let him also taste the bitterness of being overwhelmed to death!


    Thinking of past humiliations, Freya gritted her silver teeth, hardened her heart, and decisively began to switch the nature of her Divine Power.


    In the dimly lit hall, the golden aura gradually retracted its edge and started to diffuse a subtle, seductive pink glow.


    ~~


    At the same time, an oblivious Luo En stretched and walked leisurely toward the cellar.


    To ��fully feed�� the recently defiant Freya and teach her a lesson, he has nearly used up all the ingredients in the kitchen to prepare a large quantity of dishes.


    But after being busy all night, even though he had successfully ��filled�� Freya, he hadn��t had a bite of a hot meal.


    Now that he had some free time, Luo En really did feel a bit tired and intended to go to the cellar to fetch some food and drinks to reward himself.


    However, before reaching the cellar, a trail of tiny footprints caught his attention.


    Judging by the style of the shoes and the depth of the footprints, they belonged neither to Heluo nor Hela.


    At the same time, rustling noises came from inside the cellar.


    ��Who��s there? Come out!��


    Luo En��s expression turned cold and he kicked open the half-closed cellar door, shouting loudly.


    The thunderous echo rolled throughout the cellar, causing a petite figure in the corner to shiver, dropping the jug in her hands to the floor, where it shattered, spilling golden liquid everywhere.


    ��Wuu, my Honey Wine...��


    The small figure recovered from the shock, looking at the broken jug on the floor with a pained expression that almost brought her to tears.


    ��It��s my Honey Wine!��


    Luo En corrected with a cold snort, then activated the Fluorite lamps embedded in the cellar��s stone walls and looked toward the little thief who dared to steal from him.


    Unexpectedly, it was a little girl not taller than one meter twenty, even shorter than ten-year-old Hela.


    Her long hair, the color of ripe wheat, was tied into two loose ponytails, and her pure eyes were like a pair of flawless sapphire gems, combined with her nervous and bewildered little face, reminded Luo En of a lost and frightened deer in the forest.


    Luo En frowned, ��Whose kid are you? What are you doing here?��


    ��I, I live here...��


    The golden-haired little girl stammered in response, nervously retreating into the shadows.


    There was a small bed made of straw and leaves, just right for the little girl��s stature.


    She had made a nest here?


    Luo En��s face darkened, and he scoffed angrily,


    ��This is my home!��


    ��Fri-, a friend told me to come...��


    The little girl replied timidly, her expression a mix of confusion and grievance.


    Friend?


    Luo En was taken aback for a moment, then tentatively asked,


    ��Hela? Heluo?��


    ��I don��t know what they��re called...��

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    ?Chapter 826: Chapter 23 Dining till the X Wave_3 Chapter 826: Chapter 23 Dining till the X Wave_3 ��She has brown-black hair and looks fierce; the other has brown hair, as well as a tail and a pair of wolf ears.��


    ��Right, right, it��s them!��


    The little lass nodded repeatedly, her anxious little face slightly relaxed.


    However, Luo En was full of suspicion.


    It didn��t make sense; he hadn��t heard of the two girls having such a friend outside.


    And what kind of proper friend would be arranged to stay in a cellar?


    There was a problem!


    ...


    Luo En maintained a gentle smile on his face and spoke softly,


    ��Little sister, I am Heluo��s father and Hela��s teacher. There��s been a misunderstanding. I��m sorry if I frightened you.��


    ��It��s okay, it��s okay, it��s my fault!��


    The little lass waved her hands repeatedly, adorably taking the blame upon herself.


    Luo En��s expression softened further, pretending to ask casually,


    ��By the way, I still don��t know your name?��


    ��Eden, my name is Eden! From the Dwarf Country of Svartalfheim!��


    The little lass answered without hesitation, her innocent little face brimming with a pure smile.


    Upon hearing this, Luo En couldn��t help but feel astonished.


    The Goddess of Youth, Eden? It was her!


    To avoid mistaking her identity, Luo En asked again,


    ��Is your father named Ivald?��


    The Goddess of Youth Eden��s background was quite mysterious; she did not come from the Asa Divine Race, but was the daughter of the Dwarf Ivald.


    ��Yes~! You know him~!��


    The little lass replied excitedly, patting her chest and showing a relieved smile,


    ��So everything they said was true, we really did know each other a long time ago!��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En��s expression darkened even more.


    As an Asa Commander who had led several external wars, whether he knew Ivald was uncertain, but one thing was sure, Hela and Heluo definitely did not know the Dwarf father and daughter.


    After all, those two girls had hardly ever left Heather Island in Midgard, let alone wandered into the Dwarf Country.


    Luo En was filled with doubts but remained calm on the surface, continuing to converse with the nai?ve little lass in front of him,


    ��How did you meet them? How did they invite you to their home?��


    ��Well, they got lost in the Dwarf Country, and I helped them find their way. Then they said they wanted to thank me and invited me to eat something delicious, so they brought me here.��


    ��Why stay in the cellar, then? There are plenty of rooms above.��


    ��They said it was quieter here, and there was lots of yummy food, and I could have whatever I wanted.��


    Eden replied crisply, then looked down at the spilt Honey Wine on the ground with regret and self-blame in her eyes,


    ��But I��ve made a mess here, I really am sorry to them.��


    At this moment, Luo En nodded stiffly, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.


    What thanks? What good friends?


    Such talk might fool a child who knows nothing!


    Who would bring a benefactor and good friend all the way from the Dwarf Country to Midgard and then stuff them into their home cellar?


    This wasn��t gratitude; it was clear kidnapping!


    Fine, instead of practicing swordsmanship and studying, they had started to engage in kidnapping business in the Dwarf Country!


    Hela, Heluo, you��re really getting bold!


    ��Where are they now? Where are they?��


    Luo En asked coldly, his somber gaze flickering ominously.


    Eden hesitated upon hearing this and spoke cautiously,


    ��If I tell you, can you promise not to punish them? They��ve been really nice to me.��


    Hearing this, Luo En looked pityingly at the utterly nai?ve little lass in front of him, inwardly sneering.


    Child, be a bit smarter, do you have any idea you were almost sold?


    However, he soon thought of the descriptions of this Goddess of Youth in Nordic Mythology and came to understand.


    �� Eden was gentle and kind, believing everyone to be good and never truly disliking anyone. Even until the end, she was willing to believe that ��Loki�� was good-hearted.


    At this moment, the Nordic God of Tricks ��Loki�� nodded with a smile, assuring Eden solemnly,


    ��Don��t worry, I��m their teacher and father; how could I possibly punish them?��


    ��Okay then, I��ll tell you; they��re drunk and are now resting in the cabin in the little woods.��


    The unsuspecting Eden gave a clear reply.


    Then, she saw Luo En��s face instantly turn grim as his right hand skillfully drew out a thick and long vine from the Magic Circle Diagram.


    The little lass, taken aback,


    ��You said you wouldn��t punish them?��


    ��Indeed, this is love!��


    Luo En answered seriously, his smile gradually contorting,


    ��It��s just that my way of expressing love is a bit special!��


    With that, Luo En grabbed the vine and stormed toward the little cabin in the woods, exuding murderous intent.


    Left in the cellar, Eden listened to the distant whipping sounds, along with the girls�� cries and screams, and was dumbfounded.

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    ?Chapter 827: Chapter 24 Your Daughter is in My Hands! Chapter 827: Chapter 24 Your Daughter is in My Hands! Half an hour later, inside the cabin.


    Hela and Heluo each covered their red and swollen little bottoms, standing side by side miserably, like two reprimanded primary school students.


    Luo En sat on the chair, tapping the rattan whip in his hand while asking coldly,


    ��Spill it, whose idea was it?��


    ��Heluo!��


    Hela raised her hand and pointed decisively at the culprit beside her.


    Betrayed by her ally, Heluo couldn��t help but get annoyed and scolded,


    ��You just sold me out? No loyalty!��


    ��The teacher asked me, of course, I have to tell.��


    ...


    Hela��s straightforward reply was as if it was the most natural thing in the world.


    Hearing this extremely bootlicking comment, Heluo uncertainly touched her wolf ears, a murmur of doubt arising in her mind.


    Really, who here is the canine?


    Besides, this is my home, that��s my dad, if anyone should be bootlicking, it should be me first!


    ��Hela was the one who moved her hand!��


    Heluo didn��t hesitate to snitch as well, proactively confessing Hela��s crime while not forgetting to exonerate herself,


    ��It��s all because she wanted to find a Dwarf to forge a sword, we just helped out of kindness!��


    ��Is this how you help? Kidnapping someone��s daughter to lock her in a cellar, then forcing her to work for you?��


    Luo En rebuked her with a dark face, again tempted to grab the ��Filial Piety Whip�� nearby.


    Seeing this, Heluo quickly raised her voice in defense,


    ��Would we be that stupid? Just pay some money to redeem his daughter!��


    Luo En got angry, ��Isn��t that just kidnapping? Using the Dwarf��s money to pay for the sword forging, you��ve really outdone yourself, Heluo!��


    Seeing the rattan whip in her father��s hand poised to strike again, Heluo immediately hid behind Hela, dodging while defending herself,


    ��A trade, it was a legitimate trade! We didn��t do anything bad!��


    ��You abducted someone over here and call it a legitimate trade?��


    ��Yeah, we said we��d treat them, didn��t say we��d pay! She stays here, eats our food, drinks ours, is it wrong to charge?��


    ...


    Struck with this confidently posed counter-question, Luo En was momentarily left speechless, lost in deep thought.


    That actually makes sense...


    No way!


    Luo En furiously chastised Heluo for her twisted logic,


    ��You��re luring an underage Dwarf girl!��


    ��She��s thirty years old, older than me and Hela combined. She came willingly, how is that our fault?��


    ��What about the coercion in buying and selling?��


    ��Who told you not to give us money!��


    Heluo, feeling even more aggrieved, recounted her experience full of resentment.


    ��You have no idea, those Dwarven craftsmen might be small in stature, but they sure have big appetites. Just forging two swords, and they��re already charging an arm and a leg!��


    Luo En��s anger subsided a bit, and he hummed inquiringly,


    ��How much?��


    ��Twenty...��


    ��Twenty Gold Coins and you find it expensive? How��s that expensive?��


    Luo En raised his voice, glaring at Heluo,


    ��If you drank less Honey Wine and bought fewer apples, wouldn��t you have enough?��


    Heluo��s face darkened, and she added irritably,


    ��Not per, per cartload!��


    ...


    In the silence, Luo En��s facial muscles twitched, and he then answered with feigned composure,


    ��That��s not much, can save up for it.��


    ��You��re paying?��


    ...


    Luo En coughed dryly, his gaze shifting,


    ��Where were we? Oh right, your new friend is called Eden, right?��


    ��Stop playing dumb!��


    Heluo looked contemptuously at her father, huffing with full resentment,


    ��Every year, the Harvest Festival��s donations from the village are embezzled by you, and we haven��t seen a single hair of it!��


    ��Nonsense! Haven��t I given you pocket money?��


    Luo En retorted, his eyes wide and his neck stiff.


    Hearing this, Heluo grew even angrier.


    ��Just a few mosquito legs, not even enough to buy apples and Honey Wine monthly, you find all sorts of reasons to deduct, what should I use to pay for Hela��s sword?��


    Faced with his foster daughter��s accusations, Luo En coughed guiltily,


    ��Well, there��s nothing I can do, the humans of Midgard are just getting started, and compared to other races of the Nine Great Kingdoms, there��s a big civilization gap, money is needed everywhere, those donations have merely passed through my hands, not into my own pocket.��


    ��So, I��m taking your worries on myself, figuring out a way on my own to get the forging fee for Hela��s sword. In the end, one of you snitches on me, and the other one picks up the whip and beats me, no good deed goes unpunished...��


    Heluo looked plaintively at the two before her, her expression one of seemingly heartbroken sorrow. However, despite waiting, no tears came.


    Luo En paused for a moment and then reminded in a low voice,


    ��You can use fishy herb to make some eyedrops to carry around, try that next time.��


    Hearing this brilliant idea, Heluo immediately lowered her arms, excitedly noted it in her little book.


    Hela glanced at it and saw that it was packed with myriad notes.


    Almost all of them were essence teachings directly from the God of Tricks...


    Alright, now she understood why the father and daughter were so alike.


    Then, Hela withdrew her gaze, furrowing her eyebrows to get the slightly derailed conversation back on track,


    ��So, what to do with Eden now? Send him back?��


    ��Send back? Let his dear dad ransom him! Paying for meals, repaying debts, that is the natural order of things, Odin himself would have to obey!��


    Luo En declared righteously.


    Immediately, Heluo��s face beamed with joy, flipping through her ledger, she started calculating Eden��s expenses during his stay.


    One top-tier bed, eight hundred Gold Coins;


    Two dishes of specialty dried fruits, seven hundred Gold Coins;


    One jar of nectar, two hundred Gold Coins;


    A variety of Magic Beast jerky offerings, three thousand Gold Coins...


    Hela caught a glimpse, and her young heart was profoundly shocked.


    That��s sheer extortion!


    In a human market, all these items together might not even sell for a hundred Gold Coins.

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    ?Chapter 828: Chapter 24 Your Daughter is in My Hands!_2 Chapter 828: Chapter 24 Your Daughter is in My Hands!_2 ��`


    As a result, Heluo scribbled a few strokes, added some adjectives, and the price soared by more than a hundred times.


    Luo En frowned as he watched the rapidly forming bill in Heluo��s hand:


    ��She just got here, did she really eat that much?��


    ��Of course! Having hurried here all the way from Dwarf Country, not to mention her, Hela and I could eat a whole ox out of hunger.��


    Heluo said with a smile, then added slyly with a full face of cunning,


    ��So, I arranged for her to be in a cellar filled with food and liquor, letting her eat and drink her fill.��


    Entrapment?


    Luo En suddenly understood, then coughed softly:


    ��When I went there, she also broke a bottle of wine.��


    ��Three hundred! No, three thousand Gold Coins!��


    ...


    Upon hearing this, Heluo excitedly added a few strokes to the paper, piling the compensation up to the lofty sum of ten thousand.


    However, as soon as this inflated quote was issued, Luo En looked over gloomily, knitting his brows.


    Seeing this, Heluo shrank her neck immediately, swiftly crossed out the last two zeros, and corrected herself with a dry laugh:


    ��I remembered wrong, it should be thirty-one jars, stuff that��s not worth much.��


    ��Nonsense!��


    Luo En stood up from his chair, visibly enraged,


    ��That is Asgard��s Immortal Brew gifted to me by Divine King Odin! It contains Wisdom Spring Water from Jotunheim, the Urd Fountain from the Immortal Palace, and wheat from the first divine offering on Heather Island... utterly precious! There��s only one jar like it in all the Nine Great Kingdoms, I can��t even bring myself to drink it. Thirty gold bars wouldn��t cover the cost, the market value is at least thirty carts, and that��s a friendly price, no discount!��


    Listening to that indignant declaration, Hela opened her mouth.


    If she remembered correctly, that jar of wine was probably brewed by her and Heluo together because it turned sour and no one would drink it, so it was placed in a corner.


    However, unlike the more straightforward Hela, the more cunning Heluo caught the underlying message and quickly corrected herself:


    ��Right, right, I remembered wrong, the friendly price is thirty carts of Gold Coins per jar, no discount!��


    But as she was about to write it down, she still hesitated.


    It wasn��t that she was having a pang of conscience but rather that she doubted whether those stingy Dwarves would believe such an exorbitant price.


    Seeing this, Luo En asked with a playful tone:


    ��Heluo, do you know what��s most important when trying to sell a product at a high price?��


    ��Control quality, master the channels?��


    Hearing that challenging tone, Heluo subconsciously gave a more traditional response.


    But Luo En shook his head, speaking with profound meaning:


    ��Neither, you need to first learn��how to tell a story. Only when something has a good story does it have the chance to sell for far beyond its cost.��


    The unexpected answer caught Heluo by surprise, and then it dawned on her.


    Of course!


    A jar of soured wine, if valued normally, indeed isn��t worth much, but what if that jar of wine were a testimonial of the friendship between Divine King Odin and his blood brother Loki?


    With the passing of time, the shared bond of life and death, and the addition of so many precious ingredients...


    Why not thirty carts of gold? It��s really just the cost price!


    Or perhaps, are they saying that the friendship between Odin and Loki isn��t worth that sum?


    As she thought deeper and deeper, Heluo felt as if a door to a whole new World had opened in her mind, looking with admiration at her cunning old father.


    Dad truly deserves to be Dad, so many wicked ideas!


    Luo En enjoyed the adoration from his foster daughter, feeling quite pleased with himself.


    As times advance, new marketing and packaging ideas represent a dimensional strike against traditional business models.


    ��Cross out the rest, just let those Dwarves pay for the wine.��


    Hearing her father��s reminder, Heluo quickly complied.


    Compared to a jar of wine worth thirty carts of gold, the other trivial charges weren��t worth mentioning at all; including them would only lower their status, making it seem as if they were extorting.


    ��What now?��


    ��Call your Dwarf friend up here, we still have to face what needs to be faced.��


    Luo En replied with a grave tone, his face expressing an air of resign.


    As the moment approached, Heluo bit her lip, somewhat troubled:


    ��Isn��t this a bit too much, after all, she��s a good friend we just made, and she even helped us find our way...��


    ��Thirty percent...��


    ��Deal!��


    Heluo agreed without a moment��s hesitation, her tone not showing a trace of pause.


    After all, that��s nine carts of gold!


    As the universal currency of the Nine Great Kingdoms, with its superior magical conduction abilities, almost everyone loves this golden material.


    Even a second��s hesitation on her part would be disrespectful to gold and the market!


    Soon, Eden was summoned from the cellar.


    Seeing her two companions who had been beaten up miserably in the small cabin, the little girl was initially taken aback, then gathering her courage, she timidly pleaded with Luo En, who was scowling in his seat:


    ��It was my idea to come here, can you please not punish them?��


    ��I��m punishing them not because they wanted to entertain a friend, but because they dared to bring someone into my wine cellar and even damaged my cherished nectar!��


    Luo En clarified with a cold snort, his face showing extreme distress.


    Upon hearing this, the kind-hearted little girl immediately took responsibility:


    ��I did it, I��ll compensate! It��s got nothing to do with them!��


    ��Forget it, Eden, you can��t afford it.��


    Heluo waved her hand despondently to the side, then forced out a tragic smile for her newly acquainted friend,


    ��Worst case, we��ll just take a beating.��


    ��How can that be! You��ve been so nice to me, played with me, and treated me to so much delicious food, how can I let you suffer punishment because of me!��


    The utterly deceived young girl, puffing out her chest, bravely stepped forward,


    ��`

 Chapter 829: 24 Your Daughter is in My Hands!_3

    ��How much does that jar of wine cost? I��ll compensate!��


    ��Not much, just thirty carts of Gold.��


    Luo En coldly retorted, his tone no longer as friendly as before towards Eden, as if he harbored a grudge over the wine��s ruin.


    Hearing this outrageous asking price, Eden��s eyes widened; his hand clutching the purse trembled slightly.


    Thirty carts of Gold?


    What drink is so precious to be worth this much!


    Heluo, sensing Eden��s confusion, cried and chirped about the origins of the wine, adding her own artistic flair in the process.


    After hearing the explanation, Eden opened his mouth, speechless.


    Well, if it��s proof of the blood pact between Divine King Odin and Fire God Loki, thirty carts of Gold really isn��t expensive.


    ��It��s okay, at the most, my father will just thrash me.��


    Heluo continued to play the cordial mediator, ready to throw herself into the fray for her friend.


    The naive Dwarf lass could not resist this maneuver; impetuously, she exclaimed:


    ��Thirty carts of Gold, I��ll give it!��


    ��Do you have that much money?�� Luo En expressed doubt.


    Eden earnestly replied, ��I don��t, but maybe my father and uncles can scrape it together.��


    Luo En nodded slightly and waved his hand:


    ��Alright, contact them, and have your family come here to talk.��


    Upon hearing this, Eden, as if granted amnesty, quickly went outside the house to set up the Resonance Technique to exchange messages with her father.


    Watching her own father��s meticulous antics of lifting and putting down the operation, Heluo finally realized the deception.


    That��s wrong, his purpose isn��t the money but to use the demand for money as a pretext to trick Dwarfs into forging a sword for Hela!


    So, regarding the deal that we split the proceeds seventy-thirty afterward, who knows how much I��ll actually receive!


    Heluo��s nose tingled, and she gazed resentfully at her cunning father.


    ��Swindler!��


    ��Come on, look at the bigger picture. Once it succeeds, you��ll be assured benefits far exceeding those nine carts of Gold.��


    ��Really?��


    ��I swear on my life!��


    ��This is your promise, I��ve recorded everything.��


    At that moment, the previously weepy Heluo deftly pulled out a flickering Rune Stone, her face wearing a cunning smile.


    Luo En��s expression darkened at the sight, readying to pick up a vine to discipline his ungrateful daughter, as the lass Eden ran back:


    ��The spell is ready.��


    ��Then why did you run back?��


    ��I, I��m afraid to say...��


    The lass shyly spoke, both timid and baffled.


    Luo En sighed, turning to look at Hela.


    ��You do it.��


    Since it was her affair, Hela unhesitatingly nodded and stepped outside the door onto the open ground. She activated the Resonance Technique, pondered for a moment, and then slowly began:


    ��Your daughter is in our hands!��


    Immediately, sounds of things falling inside the Resonance Technique resounded, followed by a rough, angry roar.


    ��Dare to touch my daughter? I��ll fight you!��


    ��I advise you to calm down, you wouldn��t want to not see her, right?��


    Hela coolly reminded, attempting to soothe the Dwarf father��s emotions.


    And it worked immediately, the voice on the other end subsided:


    ��Don��t mess around, let��s talk nicely, she��s my only daughter.��


    Hela was about to get to the point when Luo En abruptly cut off the Resonance Technique, his face fraught with frustration:


    ��I told you to notify, not extort! You don��t know how to speak, go away, go away! Heluo, you handle it!��


    He then pushed Hela aside and handed the communication task to his more tactful and clever foster daughter.


    When the technique reconnected, Heluo confidently stepped forward and elegantly inquired:


    ��Please come to Heather Island in Midgard World within three days to take your daughter back, and bring thirty carts of Gold with you, alright?��


    ��Clang~~��


    Louder collision noises came from the Resonance Technique, and the grinding roar was painfully loud:


    ��Thirty carts of Gold? Why don��t you just rob me?��


    ��How about nine carts then? We can make up the rest with forging materials and your craftsmanship.��


    Before Heluo could negotiate further, an incensed Luo En again forcibly cut off the communication, kicking away the Rune Stone manipulated by his rebellious daughter.


    ��Damn brat!��


    After two consecutive mishaps, Luo En decided to personally intervene and negotiate with the Dwarf, Ivald.


    But as he reactivated the Resonance Technique, a voice, suppressed with rage, came from the other side.


    ��I can consider nine carts of Gold, but I want to hear my daughter��s voice first, or there��s no deal!��


    Then, without waiting for Luo En to speak, the connection was abruptly severed.


    Despite his attempts, each time the voice on the other end heard a male, it would not allow him to speak more and promptly hung up, eventually even changing the communication Secret Text of the Resonance Technique.


    The more he explained, the darker it became...


    Luo En reluctantly stepped aside, gesturing weakly:


    ��Eden, it��s better if you explain.��


    ��Oh, oh...��


    Hearing her name called, the timid lass trembled as she approached the Resonance Technique; waiting for it to light up again, her lips quivered and she wailed with a crying voice:


    ��Father, bring the money to save me!��


    She then glanced at her two badly beaten friends, highlighting the severity of the situation.


    ��If you��re late, people will die!��


    ��Bang!��


    The Resonance Technique was overwhelmed by a surge of chaotic Magic Power.


    Through the last dissipating light, Luo En vaguely saw a muscular, red-bearded Dwarf, carrying a Forging Hammer larger than a mammoth��s head, storming out of his house. Calling friends along, he led over a hundred armed relatives, furiously towards Heather Island in Midgard World.


    ��You...��


    Luo En glanced back at the three cunning lasses standing behind him, momentarily speechless.


    Now, it had really turned into a kidnapping.

 Chapter 830: 25 My Daughter Is No Longer Needed!

    The next day, Midgard World.


    The Rainbow Bridge��s colorful radiance flowed, and a group of stocky figures with wildly growing beards looking like weeds arrived on Heather Island.


    Following them were more than thirty cargo carts pulled by camels, the wheel ruts deeply embedded.


    A Dwarf caravan?


    The Priests responsible for maintaining the operation of the Rainbow Bridge were taken aback, and couldn��t help but murmur in their hearts.


    What were these creatures who only liked digging and forging, doing in Midgard? And why bring so much stuff?


    Just as the Soldiers on the outskirts were about to step forward to check as usual, the Dwarfs firmly guarded the carts behind them, glaring viciously, clearly unwilling to cooperate.


    In the ensuing shoving and cursing, the atmosphere between the two sides grew increasingly tense.


    Just as a confrontation seemed inevitable, a deep and magnetic voice came from behind:


    ��No need to check, stand down everyone, they��re guests of the Temple.��


    Hearing that familiar voice, the commanding officer turned his head to the figure walking from the shaded path, and heaved a sigh of relief.


    It was that lord, it seemed everything was fine.


    Just as the officer waved his hand, ordering the Soldiers to let them pass, a furious roar exploded from among the Dwarfs:


    ��I remember that voice, it��s this bastard who kidnapped my daughter!��


    ��Good, we��ve finally caught you!��


    ��Brothers, take up arms!��


    The indignant cries echoed, and the Dwarfs in the convoy immediately tore off their loose robes, revealing the Armor hidden underneath, while reaching under the wagons to draw out pre-prepared axes, Forging Hammers, daggers, and other weapons, rushing towards the heinous kidnapper.


    The officer at the outpost panicked and gave a decisive order:


    ��Protect the lord!��


    The Soldiers uniformly drew their long swords and battle axes, attempting to intercept the ferocious rogues from Dwarf Country.


    Seeing a friendly exchange meant for clarifying a misunderstanding about to devolve into a bloody, bewildering conflict, Luo En��s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he barked coldly.


    ��Stop!��


    The thunderous roar left the Dwarfs and humans present with a blank mind, and the surging golden Divinity brought a strong sense of restraint, rendering everyone immobile.


    Seeing both sides subdued by his aura, Luo En slightly withdrew some of his Divine Power and spoke to ease the atmosphere:


    ��Calm down for a moment, let me explain...��


    ��The prickly ones are at it again, all together now!��


    But just as Luo En relaxed his hold a bit, the somewhat recovered Dwarfs let out urgent shouts.


    Alright, alright, can��t listen to reason, huh?


    Try this then!


    Luo En clenched his fists in frustration and charged towards the dozens of Dwarfs who were dashing over.


    Minutes later, the intimidating Dwarfs were completely pacified, lying scattered all over, each with a swollen nose and face, barely mustering the energy to groan and gasp.


    On the other hand, Luo En appeared refreshed, as if years of constipation had cleared in an instant.


    ��Take off their weapons and equipment, and escort them all to the Fertility Temple!��


    Hearing the order from above, the nervous officer likewise sighed with relief and immediately commanded his Soldiers to comply.


    The Soldiers, angered by the sudden outbreak of the Dwarfs, weren��t in any mood to be polite during the arrest and escort, inevitably leading to some bumps and bruises.


    Thus, by the time the already battered Dwarfs were delivered to the Fertility Temple, they were almost unrecognizable.


    Inside the Temple, where little Eden was snacking on melon seeds with Heluo and Hela, she looked again and again but couldn��t pick out her father from the crowd.


    ��Yidun?��


    Finally, a muffled voice came from the Dwarfs, as one with a red beard shakily raised his head.


    Luo En remembered, this Dwarf seemed to be the one with the loudest voice and the sturdiest build,


    so naturally, he took the hardest beating.


    At this moment, this Dwarf named Ivald stepped forward, his face full of bewilderment as he looked at his lively daughter:


    ��You��re alright?��


    Eden nodded her head, responding blankly:


    ��Yeah, I��m fine.��


    In the midst of this, little Eden didn��t forget to bite into another piece of melon seed.


    Unlike his daughter��s composure, Ivald was somewhat frantic:


    ��Then why did you say people were going to die?��


    ��It��s Hela and Heluo, they made mistakes and were about to be beaten to death.��


    ��And what about the ransom?��


    ��I broke something and had to pay for it.��


    ...


    After listening, Ivald was silent for a long while, then squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying to Luo En at the side,


    ��This seems to be a misunderstanding, my lord, can we resolve this peacefully?��


    At this point, how could he not understand that the whole situation had been a farce from beginning to end.


    His precious daughter had not delivered the message clearly, leading him into this mess.


    Of course, the famously fiery temper of their Dwarf tribe was also to blame.


    As for Ivald��s proposal of peace, Luo En simply smiled:


    ��A misunderstanding is nothing, I��m not petty. Let��s clear things up, and whoever needs to apologize can apologize, whoever needs to pay can pay, but you shouldn��t have taken up arms, right?��


    At these words, Ivald��s face turned red, somewhat embarrassed:


    ��Safety was for safety. If we have offended you, please forgive us.��


    Thirty carts of Gold, how could he come up with that alone? He had searched far and wide among his kin, talking their ears off to borrow it.


    But because of an inexplicable fervor for Gold in their Bloodline, nearly every Dwarf was a miser.


    Therefore, they were naturally unwilling to let their treasures out of sight easily, so they all came to Midgard, to Heather Island, supposedly to pay the ransom.


    Of course, though they called it paying a ransom, from the fully armed appearance of these Dwarfs, and their practiced readiness for combat, they clearly hadn��t planned to hand over any money at all.

 Chapter 831: 25 My Daughter Is No Longer Needed!_2

    And now, the reason these short-tempered dwarfs were so amenable was simply because the other side had the bigger fist.


    With a few punches, their gaze immediately became clear, their fiery temper was immediately reined in, they no longer spoke loudly, and even showed eagerness to reason with you.


    This is the charm of classical mechanics.


    Luo En understood this, which is why he wanted to seize the opportunity to give these hot-headed dwarfs a good thrashing:


    ��Offending me is no big deal, we can resolve it privately. But you just attacked Midgard��s military fortress in public, and as the Commander, I can��t let this slide without giving an account to my subordinates.��


    Midgard Commander?


    Upon hearing this, Ivald��s heart skipped a beat, and he cautiously asked with his swollen old face raised:


    ��May I ask who you are?��


    ��Loki.��


    Hearing the handsome young man smiling and introducing himself, Ivald was instantly grief-stricken.


    The Asa��s God of Flames and Tricks, the current ruler of the Midgard World.


    Legend had it that he was the most cruel and terrifying god among the Nine Great Kingdoms, with countless Frost Giants, Mountain Giants, Magic Beasts, and Warriors of Wan dying directly or indirectly at his hands.


    How did they come to encounter such a disastrous figure?


    At that moment, Luo En also raised a question:


    ��You all look unfamiliar to me, from which of the seven dwarf clans are you?��


    ��We are from the Dulin Clan,��


    ��Are you the clan leader?��


    ��Yes.��


    Ivald answered honestly, with a very respectful demeanor and even a touch of fear.


    Luo En nodded thoughtfully.


    The dwarves of Dwarf Country were not a monolith but were divided into seven clans based on regional and physical differences: the Dulin Clan (Long-Bearded Dwarves), Fire-Bearded Clan, Broad-Beam Clan, Hard-Bearded Clan, Iron Fist Clan, Black-Haired Clan, and Stone-Foot Clan.


    Like the elves with their light and dark factions, not all seven dwarf clans were under the leadership of the Asa Divine Race, only four were relatively compliant.


    Among the remaining three groups, one was used to being free and unruly, only wanting to live their simple lives;


    one mingled with the Dark Elves, sharing resources with each other;


    and the last was the Dulin Clan, who, being close to Jotunheim, flirted with the giants;


    The Durin people were characterized by their extremely short stature and slightly pointed ears, and adult Durins were sometimes mistaken for children among dwarves... These traits corresponded exactly with what Luo En had seen and heard.


    Their relationship with the giants was relatively close.


    Mountain Giant King Saki?


    Goddess of Youth Eden?


    Could it be, the future event where Saki turns into a falcon to carry off Eden was not just out of desire for the beauty of the Goddess of Youth.


    More importantly, the Durin Dwarves, who were originally affiliated with Jotunheim, shifted their allegiance to the Asa Divine Race, which greatly infuriated the Mountain Giant King. Did he take this opportunity to abduct Eden, just to undermine the alliance between Asa and the Durin Dwarves?


    It must be so...


    Luo En��s eyes swept over the hint of fear deeply hidden on Ivald��s face, confirming his speculation.


    As dwarves, to fear him, the ��giant killer,�� and to show such great hostility and caution upon entering the Midgard World, it was mostly because of the deep ties between the Durin Clan and the giants and their distance from the Immortal Palace and humans.


    Unexpectedly, Hela and Heluo, those two troublemakers, had carelessly brought back a dwarf princess, which had now implicated the power struggle among the Nine Great Kingdoms.


    What a fortunate accident!


    Realizing this, Luo En��s expression grew colder:


    ��You bring so many people to Midgard and smuggle weapons, what for? Are you trying to assassinate me on behalf of the giants?��


    Hearing such a big accusation thrown his way, Ivald was on the verge of tears as he hurried to defend himself:


    ��My lord, this is truly a misunderstanding! We have no other intentions, we just came to compensate... yes, to compensate for your losses!��


    The Durin Dwarves were just a small clan, they dare not provoke the giants or the Asa Divine Race, they would rather avoid them if possible, let alone commit their lives for the giants to assassinate the Asa Commander of Midgard.


    Besides, even if they wanted to, they would need the capability.


    But Luo En, wanting to take advantage, kept pressing on without letting up:


    ��What about the weapons?��


    ��The money wasn��t enough, they were to be used to offset the compensation!��


    Ivald quickly replied, inspired.


    Luo En suddenly realized and patted the dwarf leader��s shoulder, his face regaining a warm and friendly smile:


    ��So that��s the case? Why didn��t you say so earlier?��


    ��It��s my fault! My mistake!��


    Ivald nodded hastily, wiping the fine sweat that had formed on his forehead, pleased with his quick thinking.


    One way or another, he had gotten past this hurdle.


    But...


    Catching a glimpse of the large group of uncles and friends behind him staring at him angrily, Ivald again felt a tingling in his scalp.


    Borrowing gold coins and then having to give away weapons and equipment, this time he had truly offended his folks.


    Just thinking of the miserable future waiting for him at home made Ivald want to cry, and raising his head to look at Eden, who was still enjoying the show in front of him, his old face was filled with melancholy.


    My daughter, aren��t you digging a pit for your father?


    At that moment, Luo En changed the topic, smiling and offering goodwill:


    ��Since it��s all a misunderstanding, there��s no need to be too particular. I��ll accept the compensation, but let��s forget about the weapons. However, bringing so many dangerous items in is too sensitive. When it��s time for you to leave, you can go to the Fertility Temple��s priest to retrieve them.��


    Seeing the situation take a favorable turn, what seemed like a big loss became a small one, and the dwarves who thought they had snagged a good deal were all smiles, praising the generosity and tolerance of the God of the Middle Court, inadvertently feeling some goodwill towards the Asa Divine Race.

 Chapter 832: 25 Im Giving Up My Daughter!_3

    However, Ivald, the chief, was not so pleased.


    Although the weapon had been retrieved, those thirty carts of Gold were swallowed for real and would mostly be charged to his account.


    It was uncertain when this massive debt could be cleared.


    Moreover, extracting money from a Dwarf was more painful than killing them.


    Looking at his daughter still munching on melons in the corner, Ivald��s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and then, with resolution, he pulled Luo En to the corner:


    ��I won��t redeem it, will it work if I give you my daughter instead?��


    Luo En was stunned upon hearing this, and then his face darkened as well:


    ��Which is more important, your daughter or Gold?��


    ��Both are important!��


    ��Then swapping one for the other, you��re not at a loss, are you?��


    ��The money��s not enough. Nine carts are mine; the rest is all borrowed.��


    In order not to bleed further, Ivald simply laid bare his shortfall.


    Hearing the other party was willing to give up even his daughter, Luo En finally got a real taste of the Dwarves�� miserly nature, and couldn��t help but snort and roll his eyes:


    ��You can redeem the Gold, but you��ll need to use something else for redemption.��


    Upon hearing these words, Ivald��s eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly:


    ��What?��


    ��I hear your Dwarf kind excels at mining and forging; use materials and craftsmanship to offset the debt.��


    Luo En answered indifferently, then to prevent these Dwarves from getting any other ideas, he somberly added,


    ��This is my bottom line. Bargain with me any further, and you won��t be taking the weapon, the Gold, or your daughter home!��


    Ivald��s heart chilled, and he hurried back to discuss with his kin.


    After a cacophony of discussion, the Dwarves unanimously agreed to the plan to use materials and craftsmanship to offset the reparations.


    After all, they were a race skilled in mining and forging, and if they could simply forge some items for this God of the Middle Court to make up for the loss and get thirty carts of Gold in return, this deal was a total windfall!


    ��I��ve got a big chunk of Ulu Steel!��


    ��Mithril ore, I have three pieces!��


    ��I��ll provide the Orichalcum!��


    ��...��


    Quickly, the Dwarves, with their mindsets shifting from huge loss to small loss, and then outright profit, readily contributed their precious ores.


    Due to their innate hot temper and impatience, no sooner had they made up their minds than they burst out of the Temple and started constructing Forge Furnaces on the spot, ready to complete this transaction as soon as possible.


    But as preparations finished and the Dwarves began their work, they encountered a new problem.


    The Flames weren��t hot enough, and many materials were difficult to melt, particularly the Ulu Divine Steel, the main billet for the Divine Artifact, which was extremely solid, requiring a temperature close to the molten rock at the earth��s core and the Sun��s surface to shape.


    And such high-level furnaces were only available in the Dwarf Country.


    Just when everyone was at a loss, Luo En walked out of the Temple with a smile:


    ��The Flames aren��t hot enough? Let me try!��


    As the God of the Middle Court slightly raised his hand, a divine White Horse came charging down from the sky, neighing as it rushed into the Forge Furnace, instantly igniting golden Flames.


    At once, the previously immovable Ulu Divine Steel began to heat up, turn red, melt, and fuse with the other metal materials.


    ��Quick, open the furnace!��


    ��Shape it! Quench it!��


    The Durin Dwarves by the side, their eyes alight, decisively followed Chief Ivald��s orders, opened the furnace, and let the dark red molten metal flow into the molds prepared in advance.


    As the metal began to solidify, they worked according to their roles, some swinging Forging Hammers to remove impurities and rough shapes, others correcting deviations according to blueprints, or inscribing Rune Runes for reinforcement on the metal blocks...


    It must be said, though Dwarves are greedy, they are also quite strict in their pursuit of forging art.


    Especially now, when the success of this forging also involved their own personal treasures, their enthusiasm and attitude towards work were beyond reproach.


    For seven consecutive days, the forge was bright with fire.


    Luo En maintained the temperature while hundreds of Durin Dwarves hammered non-stop around the Forge Furnace day and night.


    ��Dang!��


    Finally, as dawn approached on the eighth day, Ivald exhausted all his strength with the final hammer strike, then collapsed, proudly presenting his masterpiece.


    ��Buzz!��


    Two pitch-black Longswords, as profound as the night sky, flew out of the Forging Table and into Hela��s hands, emitting a delighted hum.


    With a casual swing, Hela sent a dark ink-like blade flash across the square, and a stone column several meters long snapped cleanly in two, the cut as smooth as a mirror.


    Seeing the astonishing power of this Divine Artifact and its perfect fit for her Divinity and Divine Power, Hela��s tense face broke into an excited smile:


    ��Thank you, Teacher!��


    Before the furnace, Luo En dropped his hands, turning to watch Hela fuss over her new weapon with a weary face that showed a trace of satisfaction:


    ��As long as you like it, give it a name.��


    ��Night Sky, Sword of the Night Sky!��


    Hela raised the two pitch-black Longswords in her hands, replying with pride,


    ��I will use them to bring you, and Asa, Victory!��


    Luo En trembled slightly before the furnace, watching the spirited Hela before him, his emotions inexplicably complex.


    It seemed he had once again pushed Fate forward by a step.

 Chapter 833: 26 Im Really Not a Lolicon! (6.3k)

    The forging complete, the exhausted dwarves lay on the ground, fast asleep.


    By the time they awoke, two whole days had passed. The originally cold and hard stone slab beneath them had been fully covered with soft blankets, and around them were the Lun Runes carved to isolate interference from the outside world.


    The dwarves, though they were usually insensitive, could distinctly feel the courtesy and considerate treatment, which filled them with deep emotion.


    Lord Loki, what a truly excellent god!


    ��Cough, the task is done, we should be leaving now.��


    Clan leader Ivald cleared his throat to remind them, and upon hearing this, the dwarves came back to their senses.


    Wasn��t the gold and the princess from the Dulin Clan still in the hands of the God of the Middle Court?


    Realizing this, the gold-loving dwarves naturally couldn��t stay put, and they hurriedly got up from the ground, calling over the temple guards who were patrolling the perimeter:


    ��We��ve finished crafting as you requested!��


    ��Where��s the gold? Where��s Eden?��


    ��We want to go home!��


    However, upon hearing their request, the guards could only shake their heads regretfully in refusal:


    ��You wish to leave? I��m afraid that��s not possible!��


    Upon hearing this, the dwarves�� hearts sank, their faces turned dark as they were about to curse out loud.


    Seeing this, the captain of the guard hurriedly explained:


    ��Please don��t misunderstand! You are not allowed to leave, because Lord Loki has already prepared a feast in the reception hall to formally treat you all.


    Earlier, you all were sleeping so soundly, the lord knew you were exhausted and couldn��t bear to wake you up; he specifically instructed us to wait until you awoke, and to make sure to stop you and let you enjoy the banquet before allowing you to leave.��


    Upon hearing this, the dwarves were overwhelmingly flattered:


    ��This, isn��t this too polite?��


    ��As it should be, as the host, there isn��t a reason to let guests work for seven days and nights and then send them back home on an empty stomach.��


    A warm voice came from around the corner of the corridor, and upon arrival, Luo En revealed a highly amicable smile,


    ��Gentlemen, the banquet is ready, please follow me to the reception hall.��


    Seeing the God of the Middle Court extend the invitation with such warmth and sincerity, the dwarves were deeply moved.


    Those who had misunderstood his intentions even lowered their heads in shame.


    Under such gracious hospitality, the group of Durin Dwarves obediently followed the lead of the temple guards to wash off the dirt from their bodies and then proceeded to the feast one by one.


    As everyone arrived, Luo En, as the host, clapped his hands to command the maids to present the dishes prepared in advance.


    Instantaneously, succulent roasted meat, savory smoked fish, incomparably delicious cream of mushroom soup, along with various seasonal vegetables and fruits were successively served on the table.


    Additionally, whether it was the tableware on the table or the portion size of the food, everything was one size larger than usual and the chairs had been made taller in advance, clearly configured to accommodate the needs of the dwarves.


    The dwarves might not understand the meaning of ��feeling at home,�� but they genuinely experienced a sense of respect, and thus ate with extraordinary happiness at the banquet.


    Or rather, this was the most delightful banquet they had ever experienced.


    Therefore, the invited Durin Dwarves held a deep affection for this friendly and considerate God of the Middle Court, even forgetting to demand the gold they had longed for.


    As the festive atmosphere of the banquet reached its peak, dozens of maids each presented a sealed ceramic jar onto the table.


    On opening the sealing clay, a rich malt aroma filled the air; as the jar tilted, the amber liquid poured into the large drinking horns on the table.


    ��Thank you all for the hard work in forging the sword, let��s drink to this together!��


    Luo En rose from his seat with a smile, gesturing with his cup.


    A few dwarves enticed by the fragrance of the drink were about to lift their cups to drink heartily, but were held back by the more prudent elders beside them.


    Dwarves love drink, respect drink, and understand the cultural implications that drink represents.


    And in Nordic culture, honey wine is not just any beverage; it is an offering to the gods and a medium for forming certain kinds of pacts.


    Traditionally, drinking the host��s honey wine morally obligated the guest to protect the host with martial force, effectively becoming somewhat of a vassal.


    However, the Dulin Clan was not particularly close to the Asa Divine Race, nor to the humans of Midgard.


    On the contrary, due to geographical factors, they had deep connections with the Mountain Giant Clan of Jotunheim.


    If they drank the honey wine of the God of the Middle Court at this banquet, and should he wage war against Jotunheim thereafter, it would force the Durin Dwarves to take sides.


    That would be a difficult position for them.


    So he��s been waiting for us here?


    That was close, almost fell for it!


    The elder dwarves whispered about the cunning of the God of Tricks, all the while looking unanimously towards the clan leader Ivald, hoping he would make a decision to avert the crisis at hand.


    Facing the expectant gazes of his clansmen, Ivald felt a bit overwhelmed.


    To refuse the drink was easy, but his daughter and the gold of the Durin Clan were still in the other party��s hands.


    If this God of the Middle Court were to become angry and turn against them, they would be in trouble.


    Just as Ivald was hesitating on how to tactfully decline, Luo En seemed to discern his concerns and spoke with a smile:


    ��Don��t worry, it��s not honey wine but a malt beer I��ve recently brewed.��


    On hearing this, Ivald��s eyes immediately lit up, and upon closer inspection, he realized that the liquid in the horn was indeed a unique amber color, different from the golden color of honey wine.


    If it wasn��t honey wine, it meant that this was merely a banquet to entertain friends, with no special significance.


    The surrounding Durin Dwarves who caught on to the implication could not help but swallow, their gazes fixed on the amber liquid in the horn.

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    The rich aroma of the ale continuously invaded their nostrils, clutching at their hearts and livers.


    Upon seeing his fellow clansmen gradually losing their composure, Ivald simply steeled his heart, stood up with his cup in hand, and responded:


    ��Since it��s your newly brewed ale, I must definitely have a taste!��


    After speaking, he tilted his head back and poured the malt wine down his throat, intending to quickly go through the motions and take his leave.


    Unexpectedly, as the liquid entered his mouth, the intensely sweet and rich flavor exploded on the tip of his tongue. A part of it shot straight through the palate into the brain, bringing a floaty, almost heavenly sensation to the soul, while another part transmitted through the taste buds and esophagus to every limb and bone, stirring the blood, dilating the pores, and wiping away the exhaustion accumulated from a night of forging.


    ��Great Ale!��


    Ivald��s eyes snapped open, and he couldn��t help but exclaim loudly, smashing the cup in his hand onto the ground where it shattered.


    Seeing their chieftain so excited, the rest of the Durin Dwarves could hardly restrain themselves, each grabbing a cup to try this new brew.


    And soon enough, the dwarves who tasted it wore intoxicated expressions on their faces.


    Honey Wine had appeared early amongst the Nine Great Kingdoms. Although the dwarves enjoyed this drink that could make one float on air, they were far from fanatic about it.


    Especially since they pursued an overly delicate taste, and the hint of honey sweetness mixed within always seemed to leave the dwarves finding the drink lacking somehow.


    But the malt wine tasted today perfectly addressed this issue, boasting a flavor that was sweet, strong, layered, rich, and full-bodied.


    If Honey Wine was like an effeminate noble lord, then this malt wine was akin to a hearty and robust lowborn warrior, more in line with the dwarves�� temperament and taste.


    Thus, having just one sip, the taste buds of the dozens of Durin Dwarves were completely conquered.


    The new malt wine was guzzled by the dwarves one cup after another, bringing a ceaselessly escalating sensory stimulation.


    Gradually, the dwarves were no longer satisfied with using cups, but instead started holding up the ale barrels, drinking heartily straight from the spout.


    Soon, this new brew that was many times more potent than Honey Wine left their faces flushed red, their consciousness inebriated, as they started singing and dancing with wild gestures or boasting to one another with slurred speech.


    Only Ivald and a few of the shrewder, older dwarves were barely able to restrain their appetites, maintaining a sliver of rationality.


    But even so, their gazes were a bit hazy, their bodies and minds entering an extremely relaxed state.


    Seeing that the timing was ripe, Luo En walked down from his seat with a smile, approaching Ivald:


    ��How��s the ale?��


    ��Fantastic! A thousand, no, a hundred thousand times better than that sissy Honey Wine!��


    Ivald replied with a thick tongue, his face one of utter bliss.


    Luo En conveniently ignored the latter half of the response that was full of aggression, a thick smile spreading across his face.


    ��Would you like to have this ale all the time?��


    ��Is that really possible?��


    Ivald��s eyes lit up, the alcohol in his system almost having devoured his last shreds of reason.


    Luo En nodded, then shifted the topic slightly:


    ��It is possible, but there��s a small issue.��


    ��What issue?��


    ��This malt wine is made from the grains of Midgard. If you want to drink it, you could establish a trade route between Midgard and Dwarf Country and exchange goods. But I��m not too familiar with the situation over there, and I need a group of trustworthy people to take care of the transportation, storage, and sales of the ale...��


    ��Look for us! We of the Dulin Clan are willing to help!��


    Without a second thought, Ivald offered, and the surrounding Durin Dwarves nodded in agreement, displaying tremendous enthusiasm.


    If they could introduce this wonderful malt wine into Dwarf Country, not only would they get to enjoy it, but it could also be a boon to their other ale-loving brethren.


    Seeing a few foolish fish already biting the bait, Luo En��s smile grew even more brilliant:


    ��That��s wonderful! Let��s sign a contract now and establish a partnership!��


    ��Do we need a contract?��


    The dwarves looked at one another, bewildered.


    Luo En nodded, asserting seriously:


    ��Of course! Friendship is friendship, business is business. I��m a fair person; how could I let friends suffer a loss?��


    Upon hearing this, Ivald hesitated with the sliver of sobriety he was barely maintaining:


    ��Sir, we don��t need a contract, we are just helping out...��


    ��Those willing to help will be provided with three barrels of malt wine every month, free of charge!��


    With a wave of Luo En��s hand, Ivald��s words got stuck in his throat as the surrounding Durin Dwarves all looked over, their breathing becoming rapid.


    Free supply? Such good things do exist!


    Seeing the dwarves not responding, Luo En furrowed his brows:


    ��Not enough?��


    ��No, we...��


    ��Well then, in the early stages of brewing, we��ll need a lot of funds to purchase raw materials. The Dulin Clan could invest with their Gold, and my Fertility Temple will take care of the technical aspects. Once we make a profit, we��ll split it 70-30.��


    Luo En paused for a moment, a gentle smile appearing on his face,


    ��Although it might take some time to recoup the investment, during this period, as partners of the Temple, you��ll be able to drink unlimited amounts of the ale produced by the Temple.��


    Hearing this, the dwarves were so excited that they nearly fainted.


    Unlimited enjoyment of malt wine? What heavenly days!


    And the chieftain Ivald, along with the few long-sighted older dwarves, couldn��t help but be shocked by the magnanimity of this God of the Middle Court.


    As the ones who had experienced it firsthand, they clearly knew how strong the attraction of this malt wine was to the dwarves.


    Once this malt wine was promoted, plenty of dwarves would be willing to exchange their Gold for a satisfying cup.

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    Chapter 835: Chapter 26 I��m Really Not a Lolicon! (6.3k)_3


    In addition, Giants, Elves, and even the Warner Divine Race could potentially become targets for trade.


    Behind all this lies substantial profits.


    Even if it is only thirty percent of the revenue, its value far exceeds the investment of thirty carts of Gold.


    Moreover, just the condition of unlimited free-flowing malt beer has already made the Dwarves willingly give their all.


    This is hardly the God of the Middle Court��s humans; it��s clearly the Dwarves�� own deity!


    Under the allure of fine wine and Gold, the Durin Dwarves present unanimously passed this business cooperation:


    ��Agreed! We agree!��


    ��Alright, I will draft the contract, and if you have no objections, then you can sign it.��


    Luo En said and quickly drafted the contract, explaining the specifics to the Dwarves.


    After confirming that it was a very generous contract, the already tipsy Dwarf leaders excitedly wrote down their True Names and then hugged their beer jugs, indulging in the delicious malt beer.


    Watching the Dwarves stagger drunkenly about the great hall, Luo En flicked the contract in his hand, his eyes revealing a profound and meaningful gaze.


    The gifts of divinity often come with a hefty price.


    The gifts of Fate also have a day when they must be repaid.


    Similarly, the Durin Dwarves might seem to benefit from the alcohol and Gold, but as long as they have established cooperation with the Middle Court, common interests will inevitably drive them away from Jotunheim and closer to the side of Humans.


    And once the interests of the Middle Court are damaged in the future, the Durin Dwarves, having tasted the sweetness, will inevitably defend their businesses and become enemies with any outsiders daring to invade the Middle Court.


    The dual temptation of Gold and strong liquor is enough to make them fight desperately for it.


    As Churchill said, there are no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal interests.


    Binding each other with interests to form an alliance is the most solid approach.


    On the other hand, as excellent craftsmen, the Dwarves�� forging skills and fine products are urgently needed for the development of Human society.


    Exchanging alcohol brewed from grains for weapons and equipment capable of defending against foreign enemies is also a hugely profitable business for Humans.


    So, the Dwarves may earn something, but he never loses out.


    A certain God of the Middle Court smiled satisfactorily, holding the newly signed contract, stood up, and walked out of the reception hall��s main door, entering into a side chamber.


    At this time, because they were still young, Hela, Heluo, and Eden, the three little girls, were not allowed to participate in the adults�� drinking party, so they could only huddle here, eating some snacks and drinking honey water to satisfy their cravings.


    Seeing Luo En enter the room, Heluo huffed and turned her head away, obviously still holding a grudge against her old father for not sharing the drink with her.


    Luo En chuckled and passed the contract in his hand:


    ��Take this.��


    ��What is it?��


    ��The business cooperation with the Durin Dwarves is signed, and you will be in charge of it from now on.��


    ��Me?��


    The sudden appointment made Heluo freeze in surprise.


    Luo En nodded and spoke gravely:


    ��The Nine Great Kingdoms have never been peaceful, with the Frost Giants and Giants to the north, the Fire Giants to the south, infiltration from Warner, rebellion from the Dark Elves... I have too much to deal with; how can I have the energy to look after this? Haven��t you always said your talent for commerce is being wasted on Heather Island?


    Why not, you can start by dealing with this liquor business and see if you can make a success of it.��


    After hearing this, Heluo was somewhat incredulous:


    ��Really?��


    ��Truer than Gold!��


    Luo En scoffed lightly and stuffed the contract into his foster daughter��s arms.


    In fact, as the busy Lord of the Middle Court, neither the little wealth of the Durin Dwarves nor the revenue from the brewing business was worth his personal intervention.


    His decision to handle it himself was simply to plan a safer Future for his daughter Heluo.


    As a Holy Spirit conceived from the Harvest Festival, Heluo naturally possessed the Authority of Fertility.


    The Fertility Temple on Heather Island was actually established for her.


    The purpose was to use the Fertility Divinity to shape Heluo towards the bright side of the divinity spectrum, preventing her from falling to become the Demon Wolf of destruction.


    Everything was going well at first, but after the match with Olvir, Heluo began showing signs of the Demon Wolf transformation.


    This has inevitably caused Luo En some Anxiety, leading him to seek strategies in the shadows.


    When Heluo kept mentioning her interest in trading, Luo En had a brainwave and thought of nurturing her into the Commerce God��s divinity, which, combined with Fertility��s divinity, would jointly erode the Demon Nature within her.


    Now, he took the opportunity to woo the Durin Dwarves to create a chance for Heluo to take hold of the Commerce God��s Authority, paving the way for her.


    In short, this old father Luo En has no shortage of things to worry about secretly, so that his foster daughter could grow up Healthily.


    Seeing the business opportunity laying before her, the once-burnt Heluo couldn��t help but be somewhat skeptical, her gaze shifting as she waggled her fair claws:


    ��But we don��t have money! If you want me to do business, you have to give me some capital, right?��


    ��Do you remember the thirty carts of Gold the Dwarves brought over?��


    ��I remember, what about it?��


    ��That��s yours now.��


    Saying so, Luo En tossed the Temple��s treasury key and then leisurely added,


    ��Those Durin Dwarves used those thirty carts of Gold as an investment, as the Temple��s initial outlay for purchasing materials and brewing liquor, once the project is profitable, after giving them their thirty percent of the profits, the rest is all yours.��


    As the cool metal key landed in her hand, Heluo was at first stunned.

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    Chapter 836: Chapter 26 I��m Really Not a Lolicon! (6.3k)_4


    A moment later, she realized and finally confirmed that this was a real opportunity. She couldn��t help but ecstatically pounce on her old father:


    ��Old Daddy, we love you to death!��


    ��Smack~~��


    A hurriedly approaching pretty face heavily kissed Luo En��s cheek, making a crisp sound.


    Instantly, the whole place went silent, Hela and Eden looked in astonishment at the wolf-eared girl boldly kissing her foster father on his waist.


    As for Luo En himself, he was also stunned.


    Then, he raised his hand to his cheek, his face dark as the bottom of a pot:


    ��Ouch, what are you doing? You got my face all wet with saliva.��


    ��Giggle, kissing you! You��ve done so much for us, we ought to show some appreciation!��


    Heluo answered with a smile, looking as if it was the most natural thing in the world.


    Hearing this, Luo En had a look of disgust on his face:


    ��If you��re going to kiss, at least wash your mouth, it��s all full of crumbs...��


    ��No way, I want it this way!��


    The rebellious pup hugged the Feeder��s neck tightly, cheerfully burying her head and puckering up for an attack on the other side of his cheek.


    ��I really can��t stand you...��


    Luo En commented helplessly, while pressing on the head that was pouncing about on him, like dealing with a large dog that rushes to its owner in excitement.


    Just as they were entangling, a shadow rushed forward, beating Heluo to it and quickly pecked the other side of Luo En��s cheek.


    Seeing her yet unclaimed territory being marked by someone else first, Heluo got annoyed:


    ��Hela, what are you doing?��


    ��Same as you, showing gratitude.��


    Hela lifted up the newly acquired Night Sky Sword and answered righteously.


    Heluo glared at her close sister, protesting unwillingly:


    ��How is it the same? He��s our dad!��


    ��Same thing, he��s my teacher.��


    ��I came first!��


    ��So, I let you kiss first.��


    Hela responded gravely, her expression unchanged.


    Hearing such robber logic, Heluo got so angry that steam almost burst out of her orifices:


    ��No way! This is all mine, don��t even think about stealing!��


    Saying this, Heluo swiftly buried her head, beginning to claim the territory.


    ��Why should it be yours? I can too!��


    Hela, not to be outdone, declared sovereignty over the other half of their teacher��s body.


    And facing the rain of little heads, the overwhelmed loli Feeder soon gave in, with cheeks, forehead, back of his hands, arms, and other places successively falling.


    At that moment, Eden, watching Hela and Heluo take turns expressing their ��gratitude�� to someone in such a bizarre manner, couldn��t help but wonder.


    Previously, she had also done wrong.


    Not only did she break that jar of precious wine, but she also caused her father and this gentleman to fight.


    But this gentleman hadn��t blamed her, instead, he took her in and brought her lots of goodies.


    So, should I also thank him?


    Hmm, I should!


    Determined, Eden gathered her courage, dashed forward, and headbutted Luo En��s chest.


    It is well known that Dwarfs are known for their strength, and the four corners of the Nordic World are held up by four Dwarfs.


    And though Eden was still young, she was talented.


    Also, having no systematic combat training, she barely understood the concept of holding back force.


    Hence, that tiny figure��s headbutt, catching the victim off guard, blacked out his vision, causing him to fall straight down.


    Looking at the little loli Eden sitting on him, her index finger on the corner of her lips, hesitating how to proceed, and Hela and Heluo nearly tearing him in half, Luo En wanted to cry but had no tears.


    You sure this is gratitude, not revenge?


    While the three little lolis clung to their benefactor, busily setting boundaries with their mouths, a crisp cough came from outside the door.


    Clothed in a gossamer dress, her figure seemingly more graceful than before, Freya, knocking on the door frame, announced her arrival.


    Seeing this unexpected guest, the three little lolis were startled, quickly scrambling up from the ground, revealing Luo En who was buried underneath.


    Freya looked at the temporary supervisor on the ground covered in saliva marks, and the three lolis shrinking into the shadows, her eyes betraying complex emotions:


    ��You��re into this?��


    No wonder he always tormented her but never truly laid a hand on her.


    It turns out, he preferred not the grown women, but these undeveloped young girls.


    Beast!


    Feeling the contempt in his subordinate��s eyes, Luo En quickly scrambled up from the ground, trying to explain:


    ��Actually, it��s not what you think, they were just...��


    ��No need to explain, I respect your preferences, I didn��t see anything just now.��


    Freya coldly responded, then without waiting for Luo En to continue, she immediately explained her presence,


    ��But you better behave now, Odin is here, and he wants to see you and Hela. You better clean up quickly, I��ll help stall for time.��


    Watching the departing figure of the Warner Valkyrie and hearing those ambiguous lingering tones, Luo En��s face darkened as if it were the bottom of a pot, freaking out internally.


    I��m really not a lolicon!


    Really!

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    Chapter 837: Chapter 27: The Father��s Defeat


    After cleansing his body and changing clothes, following a thorough erasure of any traces, Luo En took Hela by the hand and came before the Fertility Temple.


    At this moment, Odin was pacing back and forth in the hall, his brow furrowed with worries unknown.


    And the Heavenly Destiny Divine King of the Asa seemed to have aged quite a bit since their last meeting a few years ago.


    Overworking oneself indeed leads to rapid aging.


    Luo En shook his head silently and led Hela inside.


    ��You��ve arrived!��


    Upon seeing the figures of the tall and the small, Odin immediately approached them with a face full of joy.


    He first warmly embraced his Blood Alliance brother out of habit, in gratitude for his years of service guarding the Midgard World, and then stretched out his callused right hand, wanting to pat his daughter Hela on the head.


    However, facing the closeness of her biological father, Hela subconsciously avoided it, shrinking behind her teacher Luo En.


    Odin��s hand froze in midair, his expression becoming somewhat awkward.


    Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped forward to smooth things over:


    ��Hela, this is your father, the Asa Divine King. You met him six months ago.��


    ��Hello, Father.��


    Hela responded dryly, like a mechanical repeater.


    Then, she habitually lowered her head, devoid of much eye contact or verbal interaction with her biological father.


    Even though she was well aware that the old man in front of her was her biological father and had met with the Asa Divine King several times during her upbringing,


    Each encounter was always hurried, and after making routine inquiries about her growth in Divinity and Divine Power, he would immediately return to the Immortal Palace, busy waging war with the Warner Divine Race or suppressing rebellions in other realms.


    Consequently, after all these years, the number of times she had met with her biological father was very few, the conversations they had numbered no more than a hundred words, and her impression of him was extremely vague, like a familiar stranger.


    Odin also understood that he had not fulfilled his duties as a father over the years, so he did not take too much to heart Hela��s coldness towards him, only let out a dry laugh, and once again asked the question he cared about:


    ��How did the assessment go?��


    ��I lost...��


    Hela answered in a muffled voice.


    Upon hearing this, Odin��s brows furrowed, his friendly expression overshadowed by dark clouds:


    ��Up to now, you still can��t beat Freya?��


    ��Just temporarily, next time I will definitely win!��


    Hela proudly answered as she touched the two Night Sky Swords hanging at her waist.


    However, Odin impatiently waved his hand, his voice turning chilly:


    ��Next time, next time! How many ��next times�� has it been? How much longer do you expect me to wait?��


    Hela opened her mouth but couldn��t speak, her once-raised head drooping down.


    Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped forward to defend his student,


    ��Don��t rush, she��s already on par with Freya at such a young age, it won��t be long before she surpasses that Warner Valkyrie. Just wait a bit more...��


    ��I can wait, but can Asa afford to?!��


    Odin retorted with a cold snort, then, with a gloomy face, looked at his daughter in whom he placed great expectations,


    ��Do you know that the peace and ease you are enjoying now are bought with the blood and flesh of Asa people? Every moment you delay, there might be an Asa warrior dying on the battlefields of Valhalla! All this is because of your incompetence!��


    Such heart-piercing words made Hela clench her fists, her fingernails digging deep into the palm, her teeth biting down, and unknowingly, her lips began to bleed.


    Intense feelings of humiliation and self-doubt boiled over in her young heart.


    Am I really that bad?


    Then, unable to bear it any longer, Luo En charged forward and pushed the raging Odin aside:


    ��Enough, she��s just a child! How could you speak like this as a father?��


    ��But she is also the Princess of Asa!�� Odin coldly rebutted, then added with a somber face, ��From the moment she was born, she was destined to carry the mission of fighting for Asa! I��ve given her so much time to grow, yet she can��t even overcome her first opponent! How will she shoulder the Divine Business of Asa in the future?��


    ��Then, at her age, had you accomplished it?��


    ��...��


    Faced with this sharp counter-question, Odin opened his mouth but found no words to reply.


    After a moment��s hesitation, he squeezed out a twisted smile towards his daughter Hela and softly instructed:


    ��Go out and play for a bit, your teacher and I have some things to discuss.��


    Upon hearing this, Hela instinctively looked towards Luo En.


    After seeing her teacher nod, she finally felt at ease and turned to leave the Fertility Temple.


    Noticing his daughter��s gesture, Odin couldn��t help feeling a bit jealous:


    ��She seems even closer to you than to me...��


    ��Of course, she may be born of you, but it was I who raised her. No wonder you, her father, are busier than I am and can��t even spare the time to see her.��


    Luo En huffed without reservation, then his expression slowly turned serious, as he looked at Odin,


    ��What, is the war with the Warner Divine Race not going well?��


    ��More than that!��


    With no outsiders around, Odin sat down dejectedly on a chair, a pained look on his face as he confided in his Blood Alliance brother,


    ��The Warner Divine Race has always been skilled at sustained warfare, and for many years they haven��t stopped harassing our borders for a moment, forcing the Immortal Palace to be in a constant state of war, depleting our military strength and morale, and now we can barely hold on.��


    ��So soon? That shouldn��t be.��


    Luo En frowned, puzzled,


    ��Isn��t the Life Authority of the Warner Divine Race only effective over Valhalla? Just station a small contingent of forces at the border, guard the Rainbow Bridge, rotate posts to avoid relentless combat, how can Asa not hold out?��

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    Chapter 838: Chapter 27 Defeat of the Biological Father_2


    ��It��s because of the Light Elves...��


    Odin said helplessly, explaining the situation.


    In this protracted Divine War, not only the Asa Divine Race was quietly plotting a counterattack, but the Warner Divine Race internally was not idle either.


    They used their divine life essence and affinity with nature to grow closer to the Light Elves who also loved nature. They spread anti-war propaganda in Alfheim (Elf Country), causing serious divisions within the Light Elves; the once-united tribe thus split into three factions.


    One part, though willing to remain under the command of the Asa Divine Race, had greatly weakened their will to fight;


    Another chose to retreat to the mountains and forests to avoid the Divine War;


    And the last part defected from the rule of the Asa Divine Race altogether, embracing the Warner Divine Race and becoming their guides, completely forgetting that it was Odin who had led the armies of the Immortal Palace to quell the rebellion of the Dark Elves.


    After listening, Luo En looked at Odin somberly:


    ��If it��s just internal strife among the Light Elves, that shouldn��t be enough to cause you this much grief, right?��


    ��Those rebels have even elected a new Elf King, seems to be called ��Frey,�� a Warner...��


    Odin replied with a bitter smile, his gaze darkening.


    Luo En thought deeply upon hearing this name.


    Frey, in Nordic mythology, is the god of sunlight and fertility, presiding over sowing, harvesting, herding, propagating, peace, and prosperity. He is also the son of Warner Divine King Niord and the Light Bearer Gulveig, brother to the Valkyrie Freya, and the future king of the Elf realm Alfheim. His Light Elves are benevolent and excel in combat.


    It seemed that the rebellious Light Elves had made up their minds to side with the Warner Divine Race, even going so far as to defy the matriarchal clan tradition of the Elf Clan, serving the male alien deity Frey as their king.


    With these rebels as insiders, the Warner Divine Race could infiltrate deeply into Elf Country Alfheim, making the Asa Divine Race��s Immortal Palace Asgard no longer safe.


    No wonder Odin had aged so much in a few years.


    Luo En shook his head and asked in a deep voice:


    ��What about your kingly authority? Haven��t you tried to use the World Tree to contain the situation?��


    ��I have tried, but Alfheim��s territory has grown new Holy Trees, two of them no less. One has its leaves dark green on the surface and silver on the underside, scattering silver dewdrops as they flutter; the other has tender green leaves with golden edges, its blossoms like strings of golden Flames, casting down a golden shower formed from condensed Aether. These two things have developed a Golden Forest within Elf Country, forming a new natural ecosystem, isolating the influence of the World Tree and sheltering those rebels.��


    Odin replied helplessly, his expression growing even more somber.


    Luo En pressed his aching brow, also feeling a headache about the increasingly chaotic situation.


    The Warner Divine Race��s infiltration was indeed well-prepared.


    And for some reason, the two Holy Trees mentioned by Odin gave him a strange sense of de?ja? vu, as if he had seen them somewhere before.


    But unable to grasp that evasive familiarity, Luo En had to temporarily suppress his doubts and looked towards Odin with a worried face:


    ��So, what do you plan to do next?��


    ��I came here intending to take Hela with me.��


    ��No! She��s still too young! Even if sent to the battlefields of Warner and Asa, she wouldn��t make much of a difference!��


    Luo En shook his head in refusal, not agreeing to let his student shoulder this heavy mission too soon.


    Odin nodded in agreement but then switched gears:


    ��At present, she indeed cannot hold her own, so I plan to try another way to make her grow quickly.��


    ��How so?��


    ��The Norn Three Goddesses!��


    Odin answered resolutely, his single eye flickering.


    ��They are the goddesses who control time and fate; they definitely have a way to help Hela rapidly grow!��


    ��I disagree!��


    Luo En resolutely refused and earnestly advised Odin,


    ��You and I both know, the World Laws of the Nordic are built on sacrifice. The more you want to gain, the more you will lose. And fate never gives gifts without a price!��


    ��So what? She was born to guard the Asa Divine Business! What��s a small price to pay? With the situation so critical, I can��t worry about that anymore! Whatever the cost, I��m willing to accept it, and I have no choice but to!��


    Odin shook his head in disagreement, his gaze fixed on his brother-in-arms seriously.


    ��Besides, Asa doesn��t have much time left...��


    ��No! She��s just a child who hasn��t even enjoyed a full childhood, yet you want to force her to pick up a sword and fight on battlefields. Don��t you think this is too cruel for her?��


    Luo En stood firm, like a wall in front of the temple door,


    ��Whatever you say, I won��t agree to let you take her!��


    ��That��s my daughter, how to deal with it, what to do, I��ll decide for myself!��


    ��Her fate should be decided by herself!��


    The two stood face-to-face, their gazes sparking invisible clashes in the air.


    ��Boom!��


    A sudden thunderous roar interrupted their standoff.


    Luo En raised his eyes, following the sound towards the door.


    He saw a fierce blaze rising from the south of the Midgard World, nearly setting half the sky aflame.


    A Fire Giant thousands of feet tall stood between heaven and earth, unleashing deafening roars.


    The scorching waves of heat that boiled seas and scorched mountains rolled in, causing the normally pleasant Midgard World��s temperature to spike drastically, as if plummeting into a boundless inferno.

 Chapter 839: 27 Defeat of the Biological Father_3

    Chapter 839: Chapter 27 Defeat of the Biological Father_3


    ��It��s Surtr, those Fire Giants from Muspelheim have come again.��


    Luo En replied somberly, his face filled with gloom.


    The Giants are divided into three clans: the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants reside in Jotunheim, north of Midgard, while the Fire Giants live in Muspelheim, to the south of Midgard.


    Previously, he had thwarted a major assault by the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants through a bet, bringing a rare peaceful time to Midgard and the Immortal Palace.


    However, not long after the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants had quieted down, the Fire Giants from the south started to stir unrest.


    Even the Fire Giant King Surtr himself has taken action. If not handled prudently, all of Midgard would face a catastrophe.


    At the moment, only he could stand against the army of the Fire Country.


    But if he were to leave, Hela...


    As Luo En hesitated, a dull and desolate horn sounded from the horizon, and a beam of splendid light descended outside the Fertility Temple.


    Several fully armed Immortal Palace Guards arrived swiftly at the door, reporting to Odin:


    ��Your Majesty, the Warner people have come again! They have already crossed the Golden Forest and are marching toward the border of Alfheim.��


    Odin��s expression turned serious upon hearing this.


    The Golden Forest, which sprung from the twin Holy Trees, divided the Elf Country in two, and beyond here lay the territory of the Light Elves who were allies of Asgard.


    Given the combat prowess of those Light Elves and their continuously eroding will to fight, they were definitely no match for the Warner Army.


    And once the Elf Country was completely conquered, the Immortal Palace would lose its strategic buffer and be utterly exposed to the brunt of the Warner Army.


    ��Who is leading the army?��


    ��Divine King Niord, Light Bearer Freya, God of Fertility Frey, all the deities of the Warner Clan have mobilized!��


    Hearing the report from the guards, Odin nodded his head and then turned to Luo En:


    ��It seems I need to make a trip back to the Immortal Palace. You stay and take good care of Midgard, and we��ll discuss Hela��s matter later.��


    ��Okay!��


    Luo En nodded in agreement, then quickly gathered his forces, preparing to lead the army himself to resist the invasion of the Fire Giants.


    Similarly, Odin returned to the Immortal Palace via the Rainbow Bridge to address the provocation from the Warner Divine Race.


    The war raged on intensely. Two Blood Alliance brothers, one to the south, one to the north, one above, and one below, maintained their posts and an unspoken understanding.


    However, several days later, a stream of light quietly descended from Asgard of the Immortal Palace to the Fertility Temple on Heather Island.


    An old one-eyed man wearing a grey cloak, with two ravens perched on his shoulder, paced outside before finally making up his mind to knock on a concealed door.


    Hela, hearing the knock, opened the door and looked at the old man with surprise:


    ��It��s you?��


    ��What, no longer calling me ��father��?��


    Odin replied with a faint smile, reaching out to touch the top of his daughter��s head.


    However, Hela still instinctively retreated a few steps, displaying an innate resistance and wariness:


    ��What are you doing here?��


    Odin withdrew his hand with a sense of loss and casually replied:


    ��To bring you home.��


    ��Home? Isn��t this my home?��


    Hela was stunned and somewhat confused, while Odin tried to correct her but momentarily found himself at a loss for words.


    After a moment of silence, he mustered a gentle smile on his aged face:


    ��The Immortal Palace is also ��home��. Your mother and I have missed you terribly, and we want you to come back and see.��


    ��Mother...��


    Hela murmured softly, seemingly touched, but quickly she reverted to her usual indifference, shaking her head and saying,


    ��My teacher hasn��t come back yet; I have to wait for him.��


    ��He��s busy dealing with the Fire Giant King Surtr in the Southern Realm, he won��t be able to return for a while.��


    ��Is the opponent, very strong?��


    ��Yes, Surtr��s existence is older than most Giants; even the Mountain Giant King Saki is no match for him. Moreover, the Eternal Fire in Muspelheim grants him the power of Infinite Regeneration. Defeating this fellow is not easy,��


    ��Isn��t the teacher in great danger then?��


    Hela��s face tightened, her indifference overtaken by tension and anxiety.


    Odin looked at his daughter, filled with concern, and with a flicker in his one eye, he asked in a deep voice:


    ��Do you want to help him?��


    ��Yes!��


    Hela responded without a hesitation, her gaze intently fixed on her birth father,


    ��Tell me, what do I need to do?��


    ��You��ll find the answers you need in the Immortal Palace...��


    ��Alright, I��ll go back with you!��


    Before her words had faded, Odin looked down at his little hand that, for the first time in many years, took the initiative to reach for his, his emotions mixed with complexity.


    ��What are you hesitating for? Aren��t we leaving?��


    Hearing her daughter��s prompting, Odin snapped back to reality, nodded, and led Hela into the band of light descending from the Rainbow Bridge.

 Chapter 842: 29: Shh, Can We Make Peace?

    Chapter 842: Chapter 29: Shh, Can We Make Peace?


    Night falls upon Asgard.


    The towering Golden Palace is brightly lit, and the aroma of honey wine and food wafts through the air. The triumphant Immortal Palace Warriors and Divine King Odin gather in the hall, laughing joyously, singing loudly, clinking glasses, and celebrating the hard-won victory with great fervor.


    Centuries have passed since the Warner Divine Race and the Asa Divine Race started waging war.


    Asgard, inherently weaker and lacking in foundation, initially faced consecutive defeats.


    During this period, the Nine Great Kingdoms under the rule of the Immortal Palace were also restless.


    The Frost Giants, Mountain Giants from Jotunheim, as well as the Fire Giants from Muspelheim launched massive invasions; the Dark Elves from Alfheim caused frequent disturbances, the Light Elves turned traitor, and even the Dwarf Clans of the Dwarf Country began to practice duplicity...


    Faced with wars breaking out everywhere and the pressing Warner Divine Race, they even believed for a moment that Asa might soon become history.


    But in the end, they persevered and witnessed the arrival of a miracle.


    Their Divine King Odin nurtured a powerful existence capable of restraining the Warner��s Divinity of Life �� the Death Goddess Hela �� who led the Immortal Palace��s army to revive their spirits and gradually recaptured lost territories;


    Their gods of Flames and Deceit consecutively defeated the kings of the two great Giants from Jotunheim and Muspelheim, firmly containing the strong enemies of several great kingdoms beyond Midgard.


    Now, with both armies marching victoriously and emerging triumphant time after time, the situation has completely reversed.


    It will not be long before they can fully reclaim Valhalla, drive out the foreign races from this world, and rebuild the glory of Asa.


    The warriors toast to their dreams, as if they already see the dawn of victory.


    However, Odin, looking at the two empty Divine Positions beneath his throne, cannot help but frown.


    At this very moment, in the Eternal Garden.


    This is the most sacred and pure place in Asgard, for the World Tree that supports the Nine Great Kingdoms grows within.


    The water flowing from the roots from Urd Holy Spring, along with the dew condensing and dripping from the branches and leaves, moistens the land, nurturing a sacred garden that remains forever verdant.


    As the first keeper of the World Tree, Luo En, when residing leisurely in Asgard, would patrol the garden daily as a ritual.


    So, in a sense, this garden is also his personal domain.


    The night shrouds the sky, the moonlight like water, and the stars sprinkle every corner of the garden, draping the tranquil space in a layer of silver veil. The fireflies begin to flicker amongst the bushes, like lantern-carrying Elves, leading the secrets of the night. At this moment, the garden seems to enter another dream, quiet and profound, evoking awe and longing.


    Reunited after a long separation, Luo En holds his student Hela��s hand, strolling along the familiar path with tiny stones underfoot and neatly trimmed bushes on both sides, occasionally encountering a few late-blooming flowers that quietly bloom in the night, releasing a faint fragrance that adds a hint of mystery and romance.


    Hela listens to her teacher recount humorous stories of past idle times in Asgard, but finds herself distracted, occasionally shifting her gaze, stealthily observing the profile of the face beside her.


    The soft moonlight casts the handsome features in relief, the three-dimensional contours exuding a serene and enchanting allure.


    Like a poet, a sage, a warrior, a sovereign...


    ��What are you thinking about?��


    ��Nothing!��


    Caught in the act, Hela quickly shakes her head in denial, then looking around, she points to a cluster of brilliantly blooming roses in the garden and hurriedly responds as if grasping at a lifeline,


    ��I��m looking at that, it��s beautiful!��


    Seeing his slightly flustered student, Luo En can��t help but smile,


    ��You��ve grown so much, yet you still haven��t learned to lie.��


    Just as Hela tries to argue, Luo En raises his hand to pluck the vibrant roses, smiling as he hands them to his student,


    ��If you like them, then they��re yours.��


    Hela instinctively receives them, a warmth flowing through her long-dormant heart.


    After so many years, her teacher hasn��t changed at all, and that was comforting.


    Watching his student drifting off again, Luo En pats the now-grown head, chuckling as he reminds,


    ��Don��t just daydream, remember to find a vase to put them in, water them regularly with water from Urd Holy Spring, and they can live very long.��


    Hela nods, thinking of what kind of vase would best complement the gift her teacher has given her.


    However, the next moment.


    The roses in her hand quickly wither and rot, branches and petals fall one after another, and soon all that is left in her palms is a clump of grey-black dust.


    Seeing this anomaly, Luo En��s gaze sharpens as he reaches forward,


    ��What��s the matter? Let me see!��


    ��Don��t touch me!��


    Along with a cry of panic, Hela instinctively swats away the arm Luo En extends.


    Perhaps due to excessive emotion, torrents of black miasma of Death uncontrollably burst from within her body. Upon contact with her skin and flesh, it forms puffs of sulfuric acid-like smoke.


    ��Ahh~~!��


    Hela cries out in pain, clutching her face, like a frightened, injured beast, turning and plunging into the bushes, using the plants to hide as she rushes towards the thick shade.


    But the boiling Death aura emanating from her causes the passing flowers to wither continuously, making it impossible to conceal her whereabouts.


    Soon, Luo En follows the trail and finds Hela, hands clasped around her chest, curled up behind a bush with wilted branches and leaves.


    And hearing the footsteps behind her, Hela can��t help but tremble, her voice filled with a trace of panic and pleading,


    ��Teacher, don��t come any closer...��

 Chapter 843: 29 Shh, Can We Reconcile?_2

    Chapter 843: Chapter 29 Shh, Can We Reconcile?_2


    Luo En did not stop but instead quickened his pace, wrapping his arms around the student who tried to run away from behind, lowered his head, and whispered softly:


    ��There is nothing to fear when I��m here.��


    It seemed that his words had a comforting effect, as Hela gradually stopped trembling, her breathing became stable, and the surrounding aura of death was retracted back into her body.


    But she still refused to turn around.


    Luo En, feeling uneasy, placed his hands on Hela��s shoulders and forcefully turned the student around.


    ��No! So ugly...��


    Hela hurriedly lifted up her sleeve, attempting to use the fabric on her body to cover her now grotesque face.


    However, due to her previous sprint, her clothing had already been torn and tattered by the corrosion of death and the scraping of tangled branches, unable to provide any effective shelter.


    Under the bright moonlight, the appearance of this Death Goddess was completely exposed to Luo En��s eyes.


    Half of her skin was as translucent as jade, her features as coldly beautiful as ever, brimming with vibrant life, while the other half of her face had flesh receded, revealing a ghastly white skeleton, presenting a bizarre visage of death.


    Facing her most respected and beloved teacher in such a state, Hela turned ashen, her body shivering uncontrollably:


    ��It��s ugly, isn��t it...��


    ��No, it��s unique.��


    Luo En raised his hand gently holding her half-skull, half-flesh cheek, speaking warmly, his eyes showing no hint of disgust, just familiar calm and gentleness.


    At this moment, as always.


    ��Teacher~!��


    Suddenly feeling emotional, Hela plunged into his warm embrace, her shoulders quivering as she sobbed bitterly, as if venting all her grievances and fears.


    Luo En said nothing, simply holding Hela tight, gently patting her back.


    After a full quarter of an hour, once he was sure Hela��s mood had stabilized, he then asked:


    ��Is it a side effect of being hastened?��


    ��Yes...��


    Hela pursed her lips and nodded, recounting her experiences over the years.


    Originally, due to urgent war affairs, her father Odin came to Heather Island, took her back to the Immortal Palace, and used a Secret Technique to hasten her growth, hoping she could mature immediately to help Asa resist the invasion of the Warner Divine Race.


    The result was very successful; she gained the powerful Power of Death, perfectly restraining the Life Divinity of the Warner Divine Race.


    The Warner people��s proud Said Witchcraft was completely ineffective against her, leading to their gradual defeat.


    But, everything comes at a price.


    This powerful Power of Death was not something she could easily control.


    As she used this power, her own life force and flesh were also corroded, gradually turning her into this terrifying hybrid of half-human, half-skeleton.


    Gradually, as her Power of Death became even stronger, even making contact with others became deadly.


    Any life form that touched her would wither, decay, and ultimately die.


    Whether plants, animals, humans, or deities...


    For this reason, her father Odin ordered the Dwarf Craftsmen to create a special suit of Armor for her, which was inscribed with Lun Runes to balance the powers of life and death within her.


    But tonight, in order to celebrate the reunion with her teacher in the best possible way, she couldn��t help but take off that cumbersome armor and put on more comfortable and beautiful clothing.


    She thought that, after years of training, she could control the Power of Death within her.


    However, the power in her body was far stronger than she had anticipated, eventually leading to her loss of control and exposing such an unsightly appearance in front of her teacher.


    Luo En, after listening, looked at Hela today and sighed helplessly:


    ��Aren��t we supposed to wait for my return?��


    ��I wanted to help you...��


    Hela pursed her lips and lowered her head, voicing her thoughts,


    ��Seeing you take risks time and again on the battlefield while I can��t help at all feels terrible. So, I wanted to become stronger! If I could become strong enough to change the outcome of the war, I could help lighten your burden, so you don��t have to work so hard.


    I originally planned to use my power to quickly resolve the Warner Divine Race and lead the troops to the Southern Realm to support you. Such a price would mean nothing as long as I could help the teacher.��


    Speaking, Hela looked up at Luo En, her eyes revealing a bit of embarrassment and loss,


    ��But unexpectedly, you managed to quell Surtr and the Fire Giant��s rebellion so quickly, I didn��t even need to make a move.��


    ��No, you have already helped a lot.��


    Luo En shook his head in contradiction, his expression serious,


    ��Without your intervention, Odin would not have won this war against the Warner Divine Race, and there was a possibility he might have lost and the Warner people could have infiltrated the Asa Divine Domain. Once they took over the Rainbow Bridge, the Warner Divine Race could freely transport troops to various states. At that time, if they joined forces with the Fire Giant Clan, I would be attacked from both sides, with no good outcome.


    So, you blocked the threat coming from behind and helped Asa survive this crisis.


    You��re amazing, truly my most outstanding student!��


    Hearing her teacher��s praise, Hela could hardly believe it: ��Really?��


    ��Of course! When have I ever lied to you?�� Luo En solemnly assured, gently stroking Hela��s head.


    ��But now... I look so horrible...�� Hela gazed at her half-body transformed into eerie white bones, her eyes showing a touch of depression and loss.


    Loving beauty is a woman��s nature.


    Especially in front of the person she most respects and loves, she was even more conscious of her appearance.


    ��It��s okay, I��ll help you.�� Luo En smiled faintly, bit his fingertip and, using his Divine Blood as ink, inscribed Lun Runes around Hela.

 Chapter 844: 29: Shh, Can We Make Peace?_3

    Chapter 844: Chapter 29: Shh, Can We Make Peace?_3


    The dense vitality was extracted from the Eternal Garden, turning into countless golden-green specks that surged into Hela��s body.


    Organs, flesh, and meridians gradually grew within the skeleton on her half side.


    However, because the Power of Death within Hela��s body was extremely powerful, it would occasionally run rampant, slowing down the regeneration process.


    ��It might take some time. Go to sleep first.��


    Luo En lightly tapped Hela��s forehead, and the Authority of the God of Wine [Intoxication] sent his student into Dreamland.


    Amidst the flowers, Hela slept with a smile on her face, the golden-green light slowly regenerating her flesh and restoring her Goddess form.


    Meanwhile, after Luo En finished sketching the last Lun Rune, he stood up from the ground, his smile fading from his face.


    Using the life force of the Eternal Garden to regenerate her flesh and blood was merely a temporary solution, not a cure.


    Once Hela��s power broke through her own limits again, the Power of Death would still corrode the life and vitality within her body, turning her back into that half-man, half-skeleton appearance.


    The best way was to let her figure out how to master this power on her own.


    But before that, there was a score to settle.


    Luo En looked up towards the brightly lit offensive, his face solemn and cold.


    At the same time, Odin, who was standing on the corridor feeling the breeze, suddenly felt a chill, a sinister premonition, as if a needle was on his back, sobering him up considerably.


    ��That��s enough, you continue to drink. I��m a bit tired and need to rest first.��


    Odin waved his hand, bid farewell to everyone at the wine party, and left the Temple, heading towards his own sleeping quarters.


    Somehow, on this journey, he always felt edgy, as if a pair of eyes were watching him from the darkness.


    Finally, upon reaching his destination and opening the doors to his sleeping chamber, Odin confirmed his sense.


    Indeed, there was someone!


    Odin took a deep breath in front of the door, then looked up at the Warner Goddess in the bedroom with golden hair cascading over her shoulders, dressed in an elegant long gown:


    ��Freya? You dare to come to Asgard!��


    As he spoke, the Asa Divine King immediately summoned the Eternal Spear, his one eye coldly fixating on this uninvited guest who had quietly sneaked into his private chambers.


    ��Don��t be nervous, I mean no harm. I��m just here to negotiate.��


    Freya opened her hands, indicating she was unarmed, and then looked at Odin outside the door, her voice low, clarifying her intentions,


    ��What do you say to a truce?��


    Hearing this, Odin couldn��t help but let out a cold laugh:


    ��A truce? At this moment, are you joking?��


    ��If we keep fighting, it��s not good for either of us.��


    ��You��re afraid? I thought you��d wait until I captured Valhalla before begging for mercy!��


    ��I have to admit, your daughter Hela indeed caused considerable damage to Warner. With her around, it would indeed be very difficult for us to hold onto Valhalla.��


    Freya candidly answered, and then changed the topic,


    ��But don��t think that just because of this, Asa will be the final victor. The Warner Divine Race migrated here; we can occupy this land, or we can disappear into the Sea of Chaos at any time, continuing our arduous journey. And before leaving, I will destroy everything, so you will get nothing.��


    Upon hearing this all-or-nothing statement, Odin��s expression went rigid.


    Indeed, as outsiders, the Warner Divine Race could flee, but his Asa Divine Race, as natives, could not.


    Seeing Odin calm down a bit, Freya suggesting with a serious voice:


    ��Since fighting on brings no benefits to either side, why don��t we talk?��


    ��Talk about what?��


    Odin sneered with disdain,


    ��What qualifications does Warner have now to negotiate with Your Majesty?��


    ��The Light that you desire...��


    Freya slowly spoke, her gaze distant and profound,


    ��Warner��s Goddesses are the finest vessels; I can bear you powerful Blood Descendants of the Light, leading Asa to glory!��


    The unexpected answer caused Odin��s pupils to narrow sharply, with a storm of astonishment arising in his mind.


    According to the prophecy of the Norn Three Goddesses, the Divine Business of Asa will rise in Flames, grow strong in Thunderbolt, and be eternal in Light!


    Could it be that this woman is the opportunity for Asa��s glorious Divine Business, the one he needs to find?


    But, how does she know these things?


    ��Don��t think that only you can see into the Future; I too can ascertain the Divine Revelation of Fate through divination.��


    Freya proudly said, then softened her tone, looking at Odin outside the door,


    ��So, can we talk now, Your Majesty?��


    Odin pondered for a moment, his one eye slightly twinkling, then he retracted the Eternal Spear and entered the sleeping chamber.

 Chapter 845: 30 Beating Up Odin

    Chapter 845: Chapter 30 Beating Up Odin


    In the room, the fluorescent light flickered.


    The leaders of Asa and Warner sat across from each other at the table, inspecting each other intently.


    Since the commencement of the Divine War between the two clans, this was the first time they sat down together, calm and composed, to negotiate.


    After a moment of silence, Freya spoke first:


    ��If Asa is willing to reconcile and end this Divine War, Warner can merge into Asgard and acknowledge the Immortal Palace��s rule over the Nine Great Kingdoms.��


    Odin remained unmoved, a cold smirk appearing on his face:


    ��Let��s start with your conditions.��


    After battling for so long, they understood each other��s personalities somewhat.


    As the Warner queen who instigated the war between the two clans, Freya was not one to easily concede. To make her admit defeat and lead the Warner deities to submit to the Asa deities, extremely harsh conditions would be necessary.


    Freya nodded, her voice firm:


    ��I have two more requests that you must fulfill. First, we must formally establish a Blood Alliance, declaring unity between the clans. Additionally, to show sincerity, each side must select three deities from their own clan to be sent to the other��s camp, serving as a bond between us.��


    Odin listened and pondered thoughtfully.


    Whether forming a Blood Alliance or exchanging hostages, these were reasonable demands that demonstrated Warner��s sincerity in reconciling with Asa.


    However, the choice of hostages...


    Odin frowned and looked up.


    ��I will be one of them,�� Freya replied candidly.


    Odin��s doubts cleared, and he slightly nodded in agreement.


    He was willing to set aside prejudices and form an alliance with the Warner clan, particularly coveting Freya��s womb, hoping that this Warner goddess, endowed with potent Life Divinity, would bear him a descendant of Light to lead Asgard to eternal splendor.


    Having reached a preliminary consensus, Freya put forth her second condition:


    ��Secondly, I want you to expel Hela, confining Death forever beneath the permafrost!��


    ��What did you say?!��


    Odin suddenly stood up, his face burning with anger.


    Facing the furious Asa Divine King, Freya remained composed:


    ��Death and Life are naturally incompatible. Her hands are stained with the blood of many Warner warriors. To mend the rifts caused by the Divine War between our clans, it��s imperative to exile her from Asgard. This is a necessary sacrifice. Moreover, the shadow of Death will envelop the brilliance of Light. This is a forewarning from my divination. Only by removing this threat can I peacefully bear you offspring.��


    ��To expel my daughter? Dream on!��


    Odin flatly refused, sneering at Freya,


    ��And, there are certainly other ways for you to bear children.��


    Facing the threat, Freya remained unshaken, defiantly responding:


    ��You may imprison me and claim me, but that does not guarantee forcing me to bear a descendant of Light. Moreover, before coming to the Immortal Palace, I told my brother, Niord, if I do not return within three days, to destroy the Spirit Vein of Valhalla and lead all our clan members across the sea.


    At that time, under your leadership, Asa might suppress the other eight kingdoms and dominate temporarily. But without the support of the Warner clan, you will never fulfill the prophecy of Heavenly Destiny and become the true lord of the Nordic World!��


    Odin, his face showing mixed emotions and his fists clenched tight.


    It must be said, Freya��s words struck his weak spot.


    As the Asa Divine King, he feared neither powerful enemies nor dangerous situations, but he was concerned that his dream of leading the Immortal Palace to glory would be shattered.


    Seeing Odin remaining silent, Freya stood from the table, saying,


    ��It seems you haven��t decided yet? If so, then we��ll meet on the battlefield.��


    With that, she walked towards the door.


    ��Stop!�� Just as Freya was about to open the door, Odin finally made up his mind, his face clouded as he grudgingly answered, ��I agree to your terms!��


    For the sake of Asa��s Divine Business, everything could be negotiated, everything could be sacrificed.


    Seeing Odin finally make a choice, Freya visibly relaxed, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.


    Abandoning Valhalla and returning to a nomadic life was also the worst outcome for the Warner clan.


    If cooperation could lead to mutual benefit, she didn��t wish to take that path.


    Seeing her goal achieved, Freya turned around, preparing to return to the negotiation table to continue the unfinished discussion:


    ��Well then...��


    ��Creak~~��


    At that moment, the room door opened from the outside, a tall figure standing at the doorway, inspecting the two inside:


    ��How you��ll deal with Hela, seems like... you haven��t consulted me?��


    Hearing that familiar voice behind her, Freya��s hair stood on end and her face paled, instinctively firing a barrage of Cursed Bullets.


    However, that figure was faster, darting towards her like lightning, a golden flame-wrapped fist aiming directly at the Warner goddess��s nape.


    ��Clang!��


    At the critical moment, Odin threw the Eternal Spear, blocking the strike.


    Luo En raised his eyebrows, turning his gaze towards his Blood Alliance brother.


    Odin gripped the moaning Eternal Spear, struggling to calm the raging energy within him, gritting his teeth as he looked aside:


    ��Aren��t you leaving?!��


    Freya snapped out of her trance, transforming into a streak of golden light as she fled through the window.


    Luo En didn��t stop her, just gazing deeply at his Blood Alliance brother:


    ��Do you know what you are doing, Odin?��


    ��For the Divine Business of Asa, she cannot die!��


    Odin bit his teeth and sternly replied.


    Luo En gently shook his head, his expression cold:


    ��I mean, Hela!��


    ��...��


    Odin opened his mouth slightly, at a loss for words.


    ��Lost for words? Then let��s communicate in a different way.��


    Luo En spoke lightly, the doors and windows behind him automatically shutting and reinforced with Rune Sigils, creating an isolated space.


    Odin��s eyelids twitched, instinctively raising the Eternal Spear to break through this enclosed space.


    However, the moment he reacted, a fist as large as a pot slammed into his eye socket.


    ��Bang!��


    Caught off guard, Odin was suddenly bashed into the wall, pain throbbing from his one eye.


    ��Ouch, what are you doing?��


    ��Beating you up!��


    Luo En succinctly replied and snorted coldly, lifting his fist to greet Odin��s old face.


    While fending off with the Eternal Spear, Odin tried hard to communicate:


    ��Let��s talk this through. How about we have a talk?��


    ��Talk my ass!��


    Luo En curtly interrupted Odin��s request to negotiate, sending a punch flying through the defense gap of the Eternal Spear and Lun Rune, hitting Odin��s other eye.


    Originally, only one side of his eye socket was bruised, but now it became symmetric, soothing to any OCD sufferer.


    After taking a few consecutive punches, the pain made Odin grit his teeth and curse:


    ��Damn it, didn��t you say you were a Mage?��


    Luo En narrowed his eyes, a cold smile on his face:


    ��When reasoning fails, I do know a bit about fists and feet.��


    While speaking, another punch smashed into Odin��s chin, making the Divine King of Asa tremble in pain, full of grievance as he defended:


    ��Exiling Hela was the demand of Warner people, I was forced too, why are you hitting me?��


    But rather than calming him, these words enraged Luo En even more. He decisively kicked Odin down, then straddled the Divine King of his Blood Alliance, pummeling him while sternly rebuking:


    ��Who forced you to ascend the Divine Position of Asa? Who forced you to take away Hela while I was absent? Who forced you to turn your daughter into that state using Induction Secret Technique?��


    ��...��


    Faced with these rapid-fire questions, Odin was at a loss for words.


    ��Not speaking, huh? Silence means consent!�� Luo En sneered, punching even harder.


    Finally, after taking several heavy blows, the dizzied and battered Divine King of Asa raised both hands shouting:


    ��Stop, stop, any more and I��ll die!��


    Looking down at Odin whose head had noticeably swollen and eyes nearly shut, Luo En coldly huffed and lowered his hand.


    After all, he couldn��t really kill him, could he?


    Having barely survived the severe beating, the sore Divine King of Asa rose from the ground, slumping against the wall, weakly saying:


    ��Okay, you��ve hit me and vented your anger, can I say something now?��


    ��I��m behind you.��


    ��Oh...��


    Odin coughed dryly, turned his bruised body around, and tried to open his battered eye to look at his Blood Alliance brother solemnly:


    ��Loki, don��t you think you��re overstepping?��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En could not help but snort:


    ��She is my student...��


    ��And she is my daughter! Do you think I don��t feel pain seeing Hela like that?��


    Odin harshly cut off Luo En��s words, grinding his teeth as he spoke his heart.


    Stunned, Luo En a little confused:


    ��Then why did you still force her into battle, sending her to the battlefield?��


    ��So what? My daughter is a daughter, aren��t the other Asa people also someone��s family?��


    Odin retorted, looking seriously at his Blood Alliance brother.


    Luo En pursed his lips, struggling to justify:


    ��I never said Hela shouldn��t join the war, but don��t you think this is too harsh for her? She��s still a child, deserving of a warm childhood...��


    ��Enough, Loki!��


    Odin waved his hand to cut him off again, coldly questioning back,


    ��What do you think war is? A stage for you to enact deep teacher-student bonds, a tool to fulfill your paternal instincts? Do you know that while you and Hela play these home games, countless Asa people are dying, who are their fathers? Their husbands? Their children? As Divine King, shouldn��t I be responsible for them?��


    ��...��


    Luo En opened his mouth to retort but couldn��t speak.


    Odin paused, then slowly stated:


    ��Breaking the chains of Fate and achieving the Eternal Divine Business of Asa, that��s my mission. For that purpose, sacrificing civilians, personal guards, even my own children... if necessary, everything can be placed on the scale! Since I��ve made the decision, I��m prepared to follow through!��


    He then took a deep breath, his deep-set eye seriously looking at his Blood Alliance brother:


    ��So, Loki, what exactly are you thinking, and what are you after?��


    ��...��


    Luo En��s body shook, and he became silent again, his thoughts drifting.


    Indeed, why did he come to the Nordic World?


    To mature the World Tree, to harvest the Fate Fruit, to save his own Divine Era.


    What happened then?


    He turned everything here into a play of paternal affection and deep teacher-student bonds, gradually forgetting his own mission.


    Indeed, Hecate called it right:


    His emotions were too rich and delicate, making it easy to sink deeply into them.


    Watching his somewhat befuddled Blood Alliance brother, Odin stayed silent for a moment before seriously adding:


    ��No matter what you think, I��m going to send Hela away, ensuring the alliance between Warner and Asa. You are free to resent me, hate me, even, you can kill me and take this position. But as long as I live, the decisions I make won��t change easily!��


    With that, Odin got up leaning on the Eternal Spear, his aged body exuding a determination to fight to the death.


    Everything was self-evident.


    Luo En stayed silent for a moment before slowly stating:


    ��Sending Hela away is fine, but it will be my way.��


    The answer was unexpected, and the prepared-for-a-break Odin was stunned.


    Then, he reacted, nodding ecstatically:


    ��Fine! As long as Asa and Warner can form an alliance, everything depends on you!��


    ��That��s settled then, I��m tired.��


    Luo En waved his hand, got up, and left Odin��s sleeping chamber, walking into the dense night.

 Chapter 847: 31 Dont want money, nor the woman? (8.3k completed today, asking for votes)_2

    Chapter 847: Chapter 31 Don��t want money, nor the woman? (8.3k completed today, asking for votes)_2


    Of course, the above geographical features are indeed similar to those recorded, but most of the associated undead creatures have not yet taken their posts, becoming the 996 employees under Death Goddess Hela.


    Passing through the Crystal Bridge, to the wilderness at the end of Helheim, Luo En slightly raised his hand in summonance.


    With the surge of Divine Power, the land transformed, and a majestic palace rose from the ground.


    Pushing open the heavy stone doors, pots, pans, ladles, sitting and bedding, and all sorts of living essentials were readily available.


    ��How does it feel?�� Luo En turned his head and asked.


    ��Just like coming home.�� Hela stroked the familiar surroundings, her face revealing astonishment.


    ��Of course! I recreated the architectural layout and style of the Fertility Temple one-to-one according to memory.��


    Luo En replied with a smile, then clapped his hands and instructed,


    ��Well then, you stay in Helheim for the time being, and wait until you have fully adjusted to the Death Divinity within you, then I��ll take you back home.��


    ��You��re leaving?��


    ��Mm, I need to go back and see how the Blood Alliance between Asa and Warner is going, and there are many issues that need resolution in Midgard.��


    Luo En replied solemnly, then patted Hela��s head and comforted her with a smile,


    ��But don��t worry, as soon as I have time, I will come to Helheim to visit you.��


    ��Alright, I��ll wait for you!��


    Hela nodded, obediently standing in front of the palace gate, watching as her mentor stepped into the band of light of the Rainbow Bridge.


    ~~


    A dazzle of colorful light flashed by, and Luo En, having returned to Asgard, looked behind him at the gradually collapsing portal, lips tightly pressed.


    He and Odin did not lie to Hela, Helheim could indeed help her control her own Death Divinity, stopping her body from decay and even greatly enhancing Hela��s Power of Death.


    What they didn��t say was, the stronger Hela��s Power of Death became, the more repulsion she would face from the world of the living; once she surfaced and took off her armor, the backlash brought by her Death Divinity would be more fierce. Therefore, it would become increasingly difficult for her to leave Helheim.


    Unless, she could transcend death with her own will and become the master of this power.


    Or, during the twilight of the gods, the boundaries of the Nine Great Kingdoms collapse.


    To achieve either condition would be as difficult as ascension to heaven.


    Thus, for her, Helheim serves both as protection and a prison.


    And the ones who personally placed these shackles on her were the two people she trusted most.


    ��Back already?��


    A graceful figure walked from a side alley, with golden hair and blue eyes, holding the Sword of Victory.


    It was the Valkyrie, Freya.


    Luo En glanced at the Warner Goddess, and setting aside his troubled thoughts, he asked in a deep voice:


    ��How did the alliance between Warner and Asa go?��


    ��It��s over.��


    Freya yawned, bored, and replied,


    ��Just after you and Hela left, Odin and Freya quickly held the Blood Alliance ceremony in the Golden Palace and rapidly exchanged hostages. The Warner Divine Race handed over Freya and my brother Frey, and me.��


    ��You too?��


    Luo En frowned slightly and scoffed in bad humor,


    ��I remember you��re supposed to be my spoils of war.��


    ��Mm, Odin said the same. So, he only sent two hostages to Valhalla, one being the talkative Wisdom Giant Mimir, and the other the worthless King of Mud, Heinir.��


    Freya nodded, with a slightly schadenfreude expression,


    ��This means that woman Freya not only didn��t gain any advantage, but also suffered a loss. Wait until she discovers the truth, she��ll be hopping mad in the future.��


    ��Judging from your tone, do you have a lot of complaints about your mother?��


    Luo En glanced at Freya, his face showing a trace of surprise.


    ��Mother? Forget it, that��s the Queen of Warner, how could I possibly afford such luxury?�� Freya shook her head and scoffed, glancing back at the distant Golden Palace with a sneer, ��What she��s concerned about is the entire Warner race and the Immortal Divine Business. As for me, I��m the same as Hela, just a Sharp sword to kill enemies. Once the war is over, or if it��s not sharp enough, it��s worthless. And wouldn��t you know, the two in Golden Palace really do get along well in this regard.��


    Following that, Freya looked at Luo En with a half-smiling, half-mocking expression:


    ��So, you wouldn��t treat me like you did with Hela and kick me out, would you?��


    Luo En said nothing, his gaze drifting toward a certain spot on Freya��s lower abdomen.


    Instantly, a terrifying memory came to mind, and Freya shivered involuntarily, immediately changing her sarcastic demeanor to a full-faced smile,


    ��Just a joke, just a joke. Are you tired? Would you like me to help you relax your shoulders? Warner and Asa have united now, we��re a family from now on.��


    Watching Freya��s transition from arrogance to subservience, Luo En could not help but sneer:


    ��Forget it, you��re a Warner Princess, Freya��s daughter. After the union, we��re almost on par; having you serve me is a luxury I can��t afford.��


    ��That may not be the case.��


    Freya shook her head and explained with a smile,


    ��It seems you��re not aware yet? Your Divine King brother, to commend your years of contributions, has decided to gather the most outstanding female warriors from both races to establish a Valkyrie Corps under your command, called ��Valkyrie.�� In theory, I too am under your jurisdiction. How about it? Want to go back to the Temple to take a look? There��s a bunch of Goddesses waiting to serve you.��


    ��You want it? It��s yours.��


    Luo En glanced at Freya, waving his hand indifferently,


    ��From now on, you are the commander of the Valkyrie Corps. Use them as you will, just don��t let them bother me.��


    Hearing this unexpected response, Freya��s face showed a moment of astonishment.

 Chapter 849: 32: Selling Yourself? A Young Girl?

    Chapter 849: Chapter 32: Selling Yourself? A Young Girl?


    ��Puff puff!��


    The two soul-eating spiders in mid-air exploded with a bang, turning into a sky full of flesh chunks, their highly corrosive bodily fluids splattered everywhere, landing on the ground and emitting pungent white smoke.


    The Dark Elves scrambled to evade, while looking towards the figure that suddenly leaped from the ground, with a mix of shock and anger:


    ��There��s an ambush!��


    ��He killed Lord Rose��s Favored! The Queen will kill us!��


    ��Get him together, take him down!��


    Seeing dozens of silver-haired, dark-skinned creatures, brandishing weapons and charging at him furiously, the corners of Luo En��s mouth twitched again.


    He was just sleeping peacefully at the bottom of the lake when, out of nowhere, some yob must have rudely kicked him awake.


    And the moment he opened his eyes, he saw two huge spiders leaping onto his face, bare fanged and clawed.


    Having dealt with the two unfortunate creatures that jumped on his face, here comes a group of Dark Elves rushing to fight him to the death...


    Why is it that no matter what, trouble keeps knocking at his door?


    While grumbling inwardly, Luo En��s face darkened as he stepped forward with his right foot.


    A triangle of protection formed by Runes immediately lit up from the ground, constructing an intersecting three-dimensional Defensive Charm.


    Arrows, Cursed Bullets, Short Daggers, and various other attacks from the Dark Elves all struck the barrier, only causing brief ripples, utterly failing to break through.


    Watching the Dark Elves swarming around the light screen, frantically bashing and striking, Luo En cleared his throat, attempting to reason with them:


    ��Listen to what I have to say...��


    ��Listen to your XX!��


    A few irate Dark Elves cursed as they brought out an Obsidian sculpture, muttered words over it, and then smashed it forward.


    It was a three-inch-tall creation, like a clump of mud, with eight vigorous tentacles extending from within and a gem-like blood-red eyeball embedded in its body, both bizarre and nauseating.


    ��Watch out for the Wax Melting Demon!��


    A crisp reminder came from behind, and Luo En glanced at the anxious, golden-haired Elf Girl holding her right arm.


    ��[?],[k]...��


    Instantly, Runes representing Divine Word, Flames, and Light appeared before him, and then shot towards the Wax Melting Demon and the surrounding Dark Elves in mid-air.


    For a moment, there was a thunderous roar, and dust filled the air.


    The mud-like creature, smeared with sparks, let out a sharp wail, its body burst into fierce flames, writhing and twisting on the ground like an attacked Snake Python.


    The dozens of surrounding Dark Elves fared even worse; as soon as they made contact with the Runes, they instantly burst into flying chunks of flesh.


    ��Puff~��


    Moments later, the six-foot-tall Wax Melting Demon was roasted into a pool of blackish gelatinous substance, gradually merging with the earth.


    ��Gurgle~��


    The golden-haired Elf Girl, who was ready to fight to the end, instinctively gulped, looking in horror at the scene that resembled Hell, and the terrifying man who had instantly wiped out a squad of Dark Elves and a Wax Melting Demon.


    He had been asleep for too long and hadn��t controlled his strength properly.


    Luo En glanced at the flesh strewn across the ground, shook his head, then turned to the golden-haired Elf Girl behind him:


    ��Was it you who kicked me just now?��


    The Elf Girl instinctively nodded, then violently shook her head, tensing her body instinctively, readying a defensive stance.


    Seeing this, Luo En couldn��t help but smile wryly:


    ��Don��t be nervous, I��m not petty enough to kill someone just for a kick, what��s your name?��


    The golden-haired Elf Girl slightly relaxed, carefully answering:


    ��Celebrian...��


    Luo En��s eyelid twitched, as if casually asking:


    ��Sounds nice, does it have any meaning in your Elvish language?��


    ��It means ��girl crowned with a beautiful diadem��, given to me by my mother.��


    ��According to the traditions of your Elves, you should have your father��s name as well, right?��


    ��Atanis, my father hopes for me to grow into a ��Lady��.��


    The golden-haired Elf Girl answered sincerely, gradually letting down her guard in the peaceful atmosphere of the conversation.


    However, at this moment, Luo En��s heart surged with waves of shock.


    Celebrian... the girl crowned with a beautiful diadem... It��s her.


    The Princess of the Noldor, one of the three Elven tribes, the future Elf Queen!


    But this character is not recorded in the Norse mythology but originated from a story in Luo En��s mind, created from a mixture of Norse and Celtic mythologies.


    Its name is����The Lord of the Rings��.


    Something��s not right, something��s not right...


    Luo En��s brow furrowed, his mind churning with thoughts.


    Hela, Odin��s eldest daughter; the Durins of Midgard World; the Twin Holy Trees and the Golden Forest of Alfheim; and this golden-haired Elf Girl named ��Celebrian��...


    All of them significantly differed from the original Norse mythology.


    If one or two discrepancies could be coincidences, then behind three or four, there must be a reason.


    So, are the memories and knowledge I possess subtly influencing and changing the entire Nordic World?


    As the answer emerged, Luo En��s face hardened, and he immediately thought of a possibility.


    ��The Divinity War!


    In the battle of wills against Olvir, although he had emerged victorious, the collision of divinity might have imprinted his knowledge and memories, foreign to this World, into the Fate of the Nordic World through Olvir, [the Eternal Law].


    Or perhaps, someone had used the remnants of his divinity, trying to establish a connection between him and this World, thereby controlling his Fate!


    If such changes continued, his connection to this World would inevitably deepen step by step, and in the end, he might truly become ��Loki�� and perish alongside the Pantheon of Gods in the twilight of the gods.


    It seems, it was necessary to thoroughly investigate this matter.

 Chapter 850: 32: Selling Yourself? A Young Girl? _2

    Chapter 850: Chapter 32: Selling Yourself? A Young Girl? _2


    Luo En made up his mind and prepared to leave the dry lakebed littered with chopped meat and holes.


    However, the elf girl named ��Celebrian�� swiftly stood in front of him, speaking anxiously:


    ��I still have some companions captured by the Dark Elves!��


    ��So what?��


    ��You are very strong, please help me rescue them!��


    ��No time.��


    Luo En shook his head bluntly, refusing and continued walking forward.


    He had no fondness for these Light Elves of Alfheim.


    Back then, the Divine War between Asa and Warner was sparked because the Light Elves were incited and turned against, leading to successive defeats of the Asa Divine Race, forcing Odin to prematurely mature Hela.


    Strictly speaking, these Light Elves also had a hand in Hela being sent to Helheim.


    But Celebrian wouldn��t give up, she immediately grabbed Luo En��s hand:


    ��I was the one who freed you from the seal! Don��t you think you should repay me?��


    Luo En heard this and laughed sarcastically:


    ��Firstly, I was sleeping, not sealed. You kicked me without understanding the situation, and I haven��t even settled that account with you. Secondly, I just saved you from those Dark Elves, strictly speaking, you owe me a favor, you should repay me first.��


    Realizing her misunderstanding, Celebriane��s face turned slightly embarrassed:


    ��I can give you money!��


    Luo En glanced at the ragged elf in front of him, slightly raised his hand and opened the Magic Circle Diagram, gold flowing into his palm like water:


    ��How much do you want? Take a look.��


    ��...��


    Being disdainfully looked down upon by a wealthy individual, Celebrian��s face stiffened slightly, she hurriedly changed her offer:


    ��Weapons! My family has many finely made elven weapons, very valuable!��


    ��Fancy but impractical, I don��t need them.��


    ��Jewelry, all the jewelry on me is available for you, embedded with many gemstones!��


    ��I have more in my treasury, do you want any?��


    Luo En responded grumpily, and then earnestly reminded,


    ��Little sister, trade is not about what you have, but what the other party wants. The price to hire me, you probably can��t afford.��


    Seeing that the person opposite was impervious to persuasion, the proud and self-respecting Celebrian was left red-faced, then pale with anger.


    But thinking of those companions who fought desperately to protect her and ensured her safety, she forcefully bit her lip and forced herself to calm down.


    After pondering for a moment, an idea flashed in Celebrian��s mind, and she shouted towards the only lifeline she could grasp:


    ��Information! I can tell you about the happenings in the Nine Great Kingdoms!��


    Seeing Luo En stop at the sound, Celebrian was greatly encouraged and continued:


    ��You just woke up, you must want to know what is happening in the Nine Great Kingdoms, I can tell you! In exchange, help me rescue my companions!��


    Luo En turned his head, appreciating the elf girl��s sudden insight:


    ��Actually using that as a bargaining chip, you are quick on the uptake.��


    ��You agree?�� Celebrian asked excitedly.


    Luo En��s smile faded, and he shook his head:


    ��No, I refuse!��


    ��Why?�� Celebrian��s face stiffened.


    ��Because it��s not equivalent. A few pieces of information, I can get on my own if I take some time. Getting involved in the messy affairs between Light Elves and Dark Elves would be much more troublesome.��


    Celebrian, hearing this, was unable to retort.


    She gritted her teeth and threw out her last counteroffer:


    ��How about if I include myself!��


    Luo En stopped walking, turning back and looked Celebrian up and down.


    As he remembered, the future Elf Queen was blonde and blue-eyed, with a beautiful face and a tall figure, her demeanor noble and elegant, exhibiting an ethereal and transcendent aura, almost parallel to that of the legendary Goddess.


    But...


    Luo En��s gaze finally fell on Celebrian��s yet to flourish chest, losing interest and he shook his head despondently.


    Too young, not developed yet.


    ��Human, you seem to be thinking something disrespectful...��


    Noticing that untoward gaze, Celebrian gritted her silver teeth, straightening her face and added,


    ��I mean, I can become your guard, serve you for ten years in exchange for your help.��


    Luo En heard this and sneered, shaking his head:


    ��Little sister, the price you set for yourself seems a bit high.��


    ��To have a High Elf willingly lose their freedom and become a follower is something quite prestigious and respectable for you people of the Central Court. No amount of Gold could buy that. Moreover, I carry the blood of the three great Elf royal families and am fluent in many languages. Taking me with you, you definitely won��t be at a loss!��


    Celebrian replied, raising her head high and displaying the inherent pride of Elves.


    Watching the young girl trying hard to sell herself, Luo En couldn��t help but smile wryly.


    Who was it that served as his assistant last time?


    If he remembered correctly, it seemed to be the Princess of the Warner Clan��Valkyrie Freya.


    In terms of value, she was much more valuable than this one.


    ��Are you unsatisfied?�� Seeing that he still hadn��t agreed, Celebrian continued to up the ante with gritted teeth, ��Thirty years! As long as you are willing to help me rescue my companions, I am willing to serve you for thirty years!��


    During her speech, the girl��s voice trembled slightly, and her face was somewhat pale.


    Clearly, for Elves, losing their freedom and becoming a vassal to others could be more painful than death.


    ��What is your relationship with them? Your relatives?�� Luo En asked curiously.


    ��No, they are just my maids,�� Celebrian replied truthfully, then added, ��But to protect me, they all stayed behind to cover my retreat. If there was no chance, it would be fine, but now that there is an opportunity, I naturally will do everything to rescue them!��


    Hearing those resolute words, Luo En was momentarily surprised and impressed.


    Elves are naturally prideful; being able to lower their status and interact amicably with other species is already rare, and an Elf Princess willing to abandon her freedom for lowly maids, asking for help from outsiders, is even rarer.


    However, admiration aside, Luo En still didn��t soften:


    ��What if they are already dead? Then all your effort would be in vain, and you��d also lose yourself. Forget it.��


    ��They won��t be!�� Celebrian confidently answered, her eyes shining with wisdom, ��In two days, it will be the Sacrifice Day of the Dark Elves. Only living sacrifices can please the Evil God Rose better! If you help me, I��m confident I can rescue them!��


    Hmm, brave and wise.


    Except for being a bit young and immature, she was almost an exact replica of the Celebrian in his memory.


    Well, since he was investigating the impact of the blend of his memory and the Nordic World and hadn��t found any clues yet, he might as well start with her.


    Luo En made up his mind and smiled as he spoke:


    ��I can help, but the terms need to be changed.��


    ��Tell me!��


    Seeing there was significant progress in the negotiation, Celebrian couldn��t help but show a delighted face.


    Luo En nodded and stated his own terms:


    ��I��m expensive. The price for thirty years of service is not enough; at least three hundred years.��


    ��That��s too much!��


    Celebrian shook her head resolutely, refusing outright.


    Although Elves are a Longevity Species, with a lifespan of around a thousand years, to lose three hundred years of freedom to serve a human was too much to accept.


    However, a complete refusal wasn��t an option either since her several maids were still waiting for this powerful Human Wizard to rescue them.


    After thinking it over, Celebrian suddenly remembered the tactic of ��bargaining�� she read about in books, and her eyes lit up, she said solemnly:


    ��In that case, human, I can protect you until the end of your lifespan!��


    As a species with a short lifespan, humans generally live only about a hundred years, far less resilient than elves.


    Including various natural and man-made disasters, even fewer humans die a natural death.


    With this condition, she definitely wouldn��t be at a loss! Celebrian felt proud of her wisdom.


    Hearing this, Luo En paused for a moment, then his eyes expressed a strange smile.


    How come some people increase their offer even more when bargaining?


    He then tried to suppress the smile that was about to burst from his face, nodding repeatedly:


    ��Agreed, it��s a deal.��


    ��Words alone aren��t enough. We need to make a pact!��


    Celebrian cautiously proposed, pulling the powerful human wizard to take a blood oath together.


    Only after everything finished did she heave a sigh of relief, feeling unburdened.


    Now, it seemed like her maids might be saved.


    But for some reason, Celebrian felt an ominous premonition.


    It seemed like she had missed something crucial.


    ��Alright, lead the way, let��s set off now!��


    Her solemn pondering was cut short by Luo En��s interruption. Before she could react, a hand was placed on her shoulder, sweeping her through the forest like Lightning.


    Feeling the sharp wind blowing against her face, Celebrian suddenly realized the crux of the situation, her body feeling like it was struck by lightning.


    Wait, did he ever mention he was human?

 Chapter 851: 33 I am still just a Lolita, please be gentle with me

    Chapter 851: Chapter 33 I am still just a Lolita, please be gentle with me


    Rushing ahead with the speed of lightning.


    Luo En traveled quickly according to Celebrian��s directions, while learning from this Elf Girl about the current situation of the Nine Great Kingdoms.


    Firstly, Asgard.


    Since the Warner and Asa Divine Races formed an alliance, hundreds of years had passed. During this period, the Immortal Palace saw unprecedented development, the number of newly born deities surged, faith spread throughout the Nine Great Kingdoms, and even the combat strength of the Chief Gods and above increased significantly, totaling ten divine beings:


    Odin �� King of Gods, master of knowledge, wisdom, and arts;


    Freya �� Queen of Gods, master of marriage and family;


    Loki �� King of Midgard, master of fire and deceit;


    Freyja �� Queen of Valkyries, commanding the renowned Valkyrie Corps, also the goddess of fertility and love;


    Frey �� King of Elves, master of fertility, prosperity, and peace;


    Thor �� Thunder God, master of strength, storms, war, and agriculture;


    Sif �� Goddess of land and harvest;


    Tyr �� God of war, guarantor of contracts, protector of oaths;


    Heimdall �� Guardian God, defender of the Rainbow Bridge, gatekeeper of the Immortal Palace;


    Bujira �� God of poetry, wisdom, and eloquence;


    Apart from Balder, the God of Light, and Hod, the God of Darkness, whom Luo En remembered, the Immortal Palace��s high-end combat power was nearly complete, and its strength definitively surpassed the other eight great kingdoms, continuously achieving victories in external wars, and gradually solidifying its leading position among the Nine Great Kingdoms.


    Of course, the Warner Divine Race played an indispensable role in progressing this quickly.


    Freya, Freyja, and Frey, the three hostages transferred to Asgard, were not only the bonds of their alliance but also the epitomes of the Life Authority of the Warner Divine Race.


    Their addition allowed the Asa Divine Race to cover their last weakness, gaining powerful blessings in reproduction and childbirth, thus the population of the Immortal Palace exploded, and their strength leaped qualitatively.


    It was also because of foreseeing these developments that Odin was willing to forsake his daughter Hela to make an alliance with Warner.


    However, compared to the Warner Divine Race, which paid a great price for the union, Odin was much slipperier.


    The two hostages he sent to Valhalla, one was the Wisdom Giant Mimir, known for his wisdom, and the other was Heinir, the tall, dignified, and imposing King of Mud.


    Upon their arrival at Valhalla, the Warner Divine Race was impressed by their appearances and eloquence, thus warmly welcomed them.


    Even Freya��s brother��Sea God Niord, who was left to guard Valhalla��voluntarily gave up the position of Warner Divine King to Heinir, showing he had no greed for power and was sincerely committed to the union.


    However, Heinir was only impressive in appearance, excessively slow in reaction, and utterly useless. All his responses in Valhalla were managed by Mimir, and without Mimir, he would only stammer and embarrass himself.


    In truth, Heinir was not an actual Asa deity but a marsh crane transformed by Illusion Technique and Transformation Technique. The titles ��Langifo?tr (long-legged)�� and ��Aurkonungr (King of Mud)�� were derived from its biological features.


    The Warner folk never considered that if such a person really existed, Odin, who absorbed the Divine War, would have thrown him onto the battlefield to serve him��why would he hide him until the reconciliation between both factions was barely known?


    Consequently, after his true identity was exposed, Heinir transformed back into a crane and flew away.


    And Mimir, also left behind, was no less cunning; he often gave unsolicited advice leveraging his elder status and reputation as a Wisdom Giant.


    Gradually, even the good-tempered former Warner Divine King Niord became infuriated, and in a moment of rage, along with the infuriated Warner gods, decapitated Mimir, sending his head back to Odin as a vent for the deceit suffered by the Warner Divine Race.


    Odin knew he was at fault and did not retaliate, merely covering the head with herbs to prevent it from decaying. Then Freya recited runes and used Said Witchcraft to keep Mimir��s head alive.


    Thus, Mimir survived in the form of a head, preserved by Odin and serving as a humanoid encyclopedia.


    However, according to Luo En��s guess, Mimir��s downfall was partially due to his blunt nature, and the other part was due to his grand-nephew Odin��s actions.


    After all, Odin did not wish to have such an uncle who, relying on his status, would often interfere in Asgard. But due to familial ties, he could not act directly against him.


    Thus, the Warner Divine Race became the knife for the murder, conveniently dealing with this meddlesome uncle.


    In the end, the Warner folk merely vented their anger but gained nothing; Mimir turned into an encyclopedia head, depending solely on the whims of his grand-nephew Odin to survive; while Odin and the Asa Divine Race not only gained the three powerful deities from the Warner Divine Race, boosting their strength significantly, but also resolved an internal threat, truly achieving a grand victory.


    But handling matters in such an unscrupulous manner would definitely leave severe consequences.


    At least for now, the Warner Divine Race has developed a thorn in their hearts and will not easily trust the reliability of old slick Odin anymore.


    Gains and losses, Luo En also found it difficult to judge, as he had heard the news from Celebrian, and the content might also contain errors and exaggerations.


    As the sun set and the full moon rose, Luo En estimated his journey, confirming he was not far from the lair of the Dark Elves, he decided to rest overnight in the wilderness, and would set off the next day.

 Chapter 852: 33 Im Still a Little Girl, Please Be Gentle with Me_2

    Chapter 852: Chapter 33 I��m Still a Little Girl, Please Be Gentle with Me_2


    After all, having inadvertently slept for hundreds of years, he needed some time to familiarize himself with his own body and retrieve the sensations of the past.


    Otherwise, like when he had just awoken, he might accidentally exert too much force and smash the person he was trying to save into pieces, which would be a complete loss.


    He raised his hand to draw a Rune, and a bunch of withered branches on the ground ignited into bright yellow Flames.


    Luo En clapped his hands in satisfaction, preparing to sit down, but Celebrian, who was tossed aside, stormed over with a fierce momentum:


    ��You��re not Human at all!��


    ��Did I ever say I was?��


    Luo En retorted with annoyance, his eyes full of mockery.


    Elves are a self-confident and arrogant race, inherently imbued with a sense of superiority, and obviously, Celebrian was plagued with this nasty habit and consequently stumbled because of it.


    ��Liar!�� Celebrian muttered under her breath, her face full of unwillingness and annoyance.


    The thought that the guy in front of her might live longer than she made her hang her head like a defeated rooster, feeling gloomy about her future.


    After wallowing in despondency for a moment, Celebrian regained her spirits and tentatively asked her debtor:


    ��Can we change it to a three-hundred-year agreement?��


    ��No!��


    Luo En flatly refused and then disdainfully looked at the Elf Girl in front of him,


    ��You��re at least an adult, you should be responsible for your words and actions!��


    ��Who says I��m an adult? I��m only thirty-five!��


    A certain flat-chested Elf wrinkled her delicate nose and corrected him discontentedly.


    Luo En was momentarily stunned and then remembered Elves grew differently from the children of other races.


    Before the age of three, they grew like Human children, but afterward, their growth slowed down. By the age of twenty, an Elf would appear like a seven-year-old Human child. And only at fifty, would they be considered adults.


    According to Human age, Celebrian was about twelve or thirteen.


    So, have I abducted an Elf loli?


    Seeing her debtor somewhat absent-minded, Celebrian thought he was hesitating, and with hope flickering in her eyes, she persisted:


    ��So, can it be changed?��


    ��You��re a noble Elf, how could you do something like breaking an agreement?��


    ��...��


    Celebrian, proud and self-respecting, was stimulated by these words and had nothing to say, just squatting on the ground drawing circles, cursing that certain debtor to be taken by the Death God Hela soon, so that she could escape the sea of misery.


    Hearing the name Celebrian was muttering, Luo En��s eyelids twitched and his forehead sweated slightly.


    Damn it, I forgot to set a reminder before sleeping, and neglected to visit Hela regularly.


    It��s been over a hundred years, I really don��t know how my pupil��s character has twisted.


    With this thought, Luo En, guilty as a thief, felt his throat go dry and casually asked:


    ��By the way, how��s Helheim doing now?��


    Hearing this, Celebrian thought her behind-the-back curse for the debtor to die early was caught and her body stiffened, her gaze flitting as she answered:


    ��It��s good, everything��s good.��


    ��It��s that good, do you want to take a tour there?��


    Luo En��s face darkened as he coldly inquired,


    ��Forget it, tell me about Death Goddess Hela, has she made any major moves in recent years?��


    Sensing her debtor��s discontent, Celebrian quickly steadied her mind and honestly relayed the information she knew.


    After taking over Helheim, Death Goddess Hela successively recruited the departed souls ��Modgud��, Hellhound ��Glam��, and other monsters, and gradually set up the framework of the Netherworld, establishing the order of the World of Death.


    Hela was gathering all sorts of departed souls daily. Whether they had died of natural causes or had been wicked in Life, she accepted them all. Those who died naturally and peacefully were treated rather kindly by Hela and were incorporated into the Netherworld. As for those wicked departed souls, Hela practically threw them to the Poison Dragon ��Nidhogg�� for food, to prevent it from gnawing at the roots of the World Tree.


    Listening to this, Hela��s days sounded happy and fulfilling, but Luo En��s brows gradually furrowed.


    Gathering departed souls and establishing the Netherworld system meant that Hela had likely discovered the truth about her exile, knowing there was no hope of returning to Asgard, and thus, she managed Helheim as her own territory, choosing to dwell in that land of Death forevermore.


    What��s worse, the Nordic World has no concept of immortality.


    Life has an end, and the gods have their twilight.


    Are all souls after Death to be managed by her?


    Hearing this question, Celebrian shook her head and explained:


    ��Not at all, only the weak who die a normal Death fall into the Netherworld ruled by Hela, whereas warriors who die gloriously on the battlefield will be led by the Valkyries to the Heroic Spirit Hall, receive blessings from Great God Odin, and become Heroic Spirit Warriors, enjoying songs, wine, and battle day and night.��


    I see.


    Luo En nodded thoughtfully.


    Currently, the laws of Death in the Nordic World operate with two separate systems, gloriously fallen spirits enter Valhalla, the Heroic Spirit Hall, to become Heroic Spirit Warriors under the dominion of Odin; while souls that die in other ways enter Hela��s jurisdiction in the Netherworld.


    Father and daughter each have control over some of the souls, together constructing a complete order of life and Death.


    But, the devil is in the details.


    Luo En did not have to think to know that the relationship between Odin and Hela as father and daughter was already very tense, if not completely severed.


    In a sense, both Hela and the Netherworld had completely escaped Odin��s control.

 Chapter 853: 33 Im Still a Little Girl, Please Be Gentle with Me_3

    Chapter 853: Chapter 33 I��m Still a Little Girl, Please Be Gentle with Me_3


    After all, as a former Vanguard Officer of the Asa Army, Hela alone occupied Helheim, establishing a death realm independent of the Immortal Palace��s order, harboring a great number of departed souls, and forming a powerful army of the departed souls. It surely couldn��t be just for her own amusement, right?


    Over so many years of development, it was more than enough to celebrate Odin��s longevity.


    On the other hand, this seemingly well-divided father-daughter death rule also has significant loopholes.


    What if an important deity of Asa died for non-combat reasons and fell into the Netherworld? What if Hela refused to release them?


    If I remember correctly, the Future God of Light, Balder, was detained in Helheim by Hela for this reason, which then led to the onset of the gods�� twilight.


    Although I don��t know to what extent my student��s anger has accumulated, there is one thing Luo En can be sure of.


    �� It��s better not to anger her alone.


    At the very least, he needs to find someone who can take the blame.


    Luo En secretly made up his mind and temporarily extinguished the idea of visiting Hela in Helheim, then shifted the topic:


    ��Speaking of which, you��re not yet of age, how did you manage to run out from your clan, and even got targeted by the Dark Elves.��


    ��I just wanted to visit my grandmother...��


    Celebrian casually answered, her gaze somewhat drifting.


    Luo En took a good look and guessed that the Elf Princess probably wasn��t telling the truth.


    During the Divine War between Warner and Asa, the Elf Clan was split into three factions.


    One faction stayed in their original Holy Land, continued to follow the orders from the Immortal Palace, and thus was deeply favored by Odin, being called the ��Vanaya Elves��;


    Another faction got tired of the wars, secluded themselves from the world, and were called ��Sinda Elves��;


    The last faction was more rebellious, chose to follow the Warner Divine Race, migrated to the Golden Forest, acknowledged God of Fertility Frey as their king, and were named ��Noduo Elves��.


    Celebrian, this Elf Princess, had significant weight as she combined the bloodline of all three top-tier Elves. Her father was the supreme king of the Noduo Clan, her grandmother the sister of the supreme king of the Vanaya, and her mother the daughter of the supreme king of the Sinda Clan,


    Such a highly-buffed Elf Princess going out to visit relatives, having a top-notch guard team to escort her would not be excessive.


    Driven underground, the Dark Elves aiming to capture Celebrian, let alone just coming out for a stroll, would likely be turned into a sieve by the accompanying Elf guards.


    But now, she was so destitute as to sell herself to a stranger for help, there probably was only one possibility.


    �� This Elf Princess had most likely sneaked out.


    As for the reasons, since she didn��t want to talk about it, Luo En also had no interest in asking.


    ��Keep watch at night, keep an eye on the fire, we��ll continue the journey when I wake up.��


    After giving a brief instruction, Luo En lay down on the spot.


    Even before officially selling herself, she has started working to pay off the debt.


    The usually privileged Celebrian waved her fists at the guy commanding her like a maid, then gloomily stood guard on the outside, her eyes flashing with resentment and defiance.


    ~~


    As the night deepened, the petite figure, who should have been guarding the outside, tiptoed to the campfire, stealthily pulled out the dagger from her waist, and inch by inch stabbed towards a sleeping figure.


    However, before the blade could touch the other person��s skin, a pair of purple eyes slowly opened, releasing a sinister cold light:


    ��What do you think you��re doing?��


    Having been caught red-handed, Celebrian looked at the dagger in her hand and the awakened creditor, her face showing embarrassment:


    ��I just wanted to see what color your blood is.��


    Through the difference in blood, one can identify their race and generally estimate their lifespan.


    ��You think I would believe that?��


    Luo En uttered a chilling sneer, his eyes revealing a murderous intent,


    ��Kid, it seems I need to teach you a lesson, give you a night to remember!��


    Instantly, fear sprouted in Celebrian��s heart, she hurriedly retracted the dagger and turned to flee.


    But it was too late, several withered vines broke through the soil, ensnaring Celebrian��s ankles like snakes, hoisting her upside down.


    As her body swayed in the cold wind, Celebrian screamed:


    ��Let me down, I know I was wrong, I won��t dare again!��


    ��Too late!��


    Luo En coldly snapped his fingers, the vines firmly shoved into the mouth of this Elf Princess, effectively gagging her mid-sentence.


    After doing all this, Luo En lay back down contentedly near the campfire, watching the elf ornament swing in the wind like a pendulum on the tree, and comfortably drifted back to sleep.

 Chapter 854: 34: Squeeze Dry, Must Squeeze Dry!

    Chapter 854: Chapter 34: Squeeze Dry, Must Squeeze Dry!


    Early morning, by the stream.


    The exhausted Celebrian crouched down, continuously rinsing her mouth with the clear stream water.


    Standing behind her, Luo En couldn��t help but yawn:


    ��Are you done yet? You��ve been at it for half an hour.��


    ��It��s all because of you!��


    Celebrian turned her head and glared at the cause of her troubles, her face full of resentment,


    ��You made me have a sleepless night, my mouth was full of dirt!��


    ��I can��t be blamed for that, who told you to act recklessly?��


    Luo En retorted without any sympathy,


    ��Little girl, I��m not your parent, I have no obligation to indulge you. If you are to be my guard, you must follow my rules.��


    ��What rules?��


    ��Correct actions need no rewards, mistakes will be punished.��


    ��...��


    Celebrian was speechless. She rolled her eyes at a certain ruthless future boss and reminded him irritably,


    ��You expect me to keep the agreement, at least help me rescue the people first?��


    ��I was just about to take you there.��


    Luo En responded solemnly, then revealed a mysterious smile,


    ��But for safety, we still need to make some preparations.��


    ��What?��


    Just as Celebrian was confused, the familiar smell of earth hit her again.


    Moments later, the elf girl, realizing what happened, saw her face smudged with mud in the water reflection and angrily glared at the culprit behind:


    ��Ouch, what are you doing? I just washed it!��


    ��Don��t move, this is your disguise!��


    Luo En stepped forward and pushed away Celebrian��s hand attempting to clean her face, explaining gruffly,


    ��We still don��t know where your two maids are held, and the Dark Elves�� underground lair is usually complex. To avoid them hurting the hostages in desperation, the safest method is to disguise and infiltrate first, then act once we confirm the location of the hostages.��


    ��I see? Makes sense!��


    Celebrian pondered briefly, nodding in agreement, admiring the intricate thoughts of her future creditor.


    Then, she saw her disheveled reflection in the river and realized:


    ��So, you plan to disguise me as a captive, so I can find where they��re held!��


    ��Exactly!��


    Luo En nodded happily, and commented on present Celebrian��s appearance,


    ��Look at you now, weary and travel-worn, with injuries not healed, anyone would believe you were a captured prisoner.��


    Hearing this, Celebrian nodded repeatedly, totally impressed by her partner��s forward-thinking:


    ��No wonder you hung me up all night without sleep, it was to create a weary appearance! So thoughtful ~!��


    ��Cough, as long as you know.��


    Luo En coughed in response, his gaze diverting slightly.


    Well, that was indeed an accident.


    But at this moment, the completely deceived Celebrian no longer doubted her visionary partner, and eagerly asked,


    ��Is there anything else to be done?��


    ��Your clothes! The ones you just changed into are too new!��


    ��Rip~��


    In an instant, action-oriented Celebrian tore several rips into her new clothes, exposing her fair skin.


    To make the act more realistic, this cleanliness-loving elf princess even grabbed a handful of dirt and smeared it over herself.


    Seeing Celebrian��s disguise was nearly ready, Luo En then took the Holy Grail from the Magic Circle Diagram, bent down to fill it with stream water, turning it into nectar, and turned around to hand it over:


    ��Drink half of it.��


    ��What for?�� Celebrian was curious.


    ��For added precaution.��


    After Celebrian obediently followed the command, Luo En took the Holy Grail and drained the rest of the nectar.


    Coincidentally, his lips met exactly where Celebrian left her mark.


    Was that an indirect kiss?


    The still immature elf girl��s eyes flickered, and her cheeks unknowingly blushed.


    Just as she was lost in thought, several vines burst from the ground and bound her tightly.


    ��Alright, we can make a move now.��


    Luo En wiped his face, his features rippled like water, transforming into the classic look of a Dark Elf with dark skin and silver hair, then raised his hand to pull the vines.


    Almost tripping, Celebrian, bound like a bundle, glanced at her own tied-up form and then at the ill-intentioned ��Dark Elf�� jailer, her face darkened, shattering any romantic fantasies.


    ~~


    Several hours later, in a forest with decaying foliage and withered trees.


    A few Dark Elves on patrol nearby noticed noises not far away, their eyes narrowed, immediately drew their weapons, and defensively called out:


    ��Who��s there? Come out!��


    ��It��s me, I��ve caught... caught the offerings needed by the Goddess.��


    Disguised as a Dark Elf, Luo En dragged the thoroughly bound Celebrian, stumbling out of the bushes.


    His face pale, shoulders and chest bleeding profusely, he gasped for breath after each word, clearly badly injured during the capture process.


    Seeing their comrade in such a dismal state, the surrounding Dark Elves let down their guard, stepping forward to inquire:


    ��Where are the others?��


    ��Ran into a Patrol Team, they��re all dead, luckily... luckily I ran fast, and I could bring back the person alive.��


    Luo En imitated the Dark Elves�� habits and tone, answering with an air of fear.


    The Dark Elves believed him, quickly leading the wounded and the prisoner into the cave.


    They navigated through winding tunnels, with Luo En following the Dark Elves into the dungeon where offerings were held.

 Chapter 855: 34 Squeeze Dry, Must Squeeze Dry!_2

    Chapter 855: Chapter 34 Squeeze Dry, Must Squeeze Dry!_2


    Inside, in addition to the Dark Elves�� mortal enemies, the Light Elves, there were also gray dwarves, dwarfs, Magic Beasts, and other subterranean creatures.


    But Celebrian didn��t find her two Maids in the outer areas; they were most likely imprisoned deeper within.


    Just as Luo En was preparing to lead Celebrian further in search of them, two Dark Elf priestesses emerged from the shadows, blocking his way:


    ��Was it you who captured this offering? You��re in luck, boy, come with us, our Mother wants to see you!��


    Luo En was taken aback and hesitated as he pointed to Celebrian by his side:


    ��But her...��


    ��The others can take care of her, don��t worry, you won��t miss out on your reward!��


    The two Dark Elf priestesses urged him on, their faces gradually showing signs of impatience.


    The Dark Elves are traditionally a matrilineal Clan, and the priestesses who serve the Spider Goddess Rose are the rulers, judges, enforcers, and executioners of Dark Elf society. These powerful priestesses, like their Goddess, are both cruel and capricious.


    That they patiently communicated with a low-ranking male Dark Elf was already a favor.


    If he couldn��t take a hint, they wouldn��t mind teaching him a lesson.


    Even if he was the man the Mother wanted to see.


    Sensing the patience of the two Dark Elf priestesses running thin, Luo En gave Celebrian a signal with his eyes and handed over the vines to several Dark Elves leading the way.


    ��Alright, I��ll leave this woman in your hands.��


    Receiving Luo En��s secret signal, Celebrian didn��t make a move but continued to maintain a weak and listless appearance, following the Dark Elf guards deeper into the dungeon.


    After sending Celebrian off, Luo En meekly followed behind the two Dark Elf priestesses and arrived at a spacious and grand obsidian building.


    The building was constructed from Obsidian and black marble, with extravagant spider-styled decorations all over the stone walls. Inside the hall was a large brazier, the flickering firelight illuminating a black-stone altar, atop which was a half-man, half-spider statue.


    The Spider Goddess Rose��s Temple?


    Luo En pondered, looking up at the graceful figure standing before the brazier and statue.


    She was a beautiful woman with obsidian-like skin and silver hair cascading down to her ankles, wearing a loose black robe with dark red hemlines embroidered with spider patterns.


    As she turned around, her charming and distinct facial features came into Luo En��s view. With her unique skin tone and Elven characteristics, she exuded an unusual Charisma.


    Of course, what most caught his attention was the front of the robe, which was almost completely open.


    Hmm, rich and generous...


    Luo En sneaked a peek, then quickly lowered his head, respectfully asking:


    ��Mother, did you summon me?��


    The silver-haired Dark Elf paused for a moment, then a playful smile spread across her seductive face:


    ��Was it you who brought back that Elf? You��re indeed lucky; had it not been for the Spider Goddess Rose��s protection, I would have almost died.��


    Luo En answered modestly, not forgetting to incorporate his identity and compliment the omnipresent Spider Goddess Rose.


    The silver-haired Dark Elf covered her lips with a giggle, her beautiful eyes filled with allure:


    ��Surviving from the hands of those Light Elves and bringing back such a precious offering, you��ve done very well. It seems that I need to give you a reward.��


    Reward?


    Just as Luo En was somewhat bewildered, the silver-haired Dark Elf elegantly approached, her robe swaying in the wind, barely covering her amply endowed figure. Her obsidian-like hand gently rested on his chest, her fingertips drawing circles over the fabric.


    Like a spider ascending a web, teasing its prey.


    Seeing the formidable assets nearly touching his nose, along with the silver-haired Dark Elf��s face flushed with Desire and excitement, Luo En��s eyelids twitched, and he swiftly realized what this so-called ��reward�� was all about.


    Sensing something untoward, he backed away while politely declining with a cough:


    ��Cough, great Mother, my wounds haven��t healed...��


    ��Don��t worry, I��ll help you.��


    But before he could finish, the silver-haired Elf smiled and spoke, her hand suddenly pushing forcefully, nudging him towards a round table in the corner of the temple.


    Before a somewhat perplexed Luo En, a beautiful head bowed, and a pink tongue emerged from rose lips, licking over the wounds on his arm and chest.


    Immediately, his wounds began to tingle pleasantly.


    As if this silver-haired Elf was kindly Healing him in her own unique way.


    However, as Luo En��s gaze unintentionally fell on the half-man, half-spider statue��s face in the great hall, an inexplicable familiarity surged in his heart.


    It seemed familiar?


    Suddenly, Luo En��s eyelids twitched and he looked down at his chest.


    At that moment, the beautiful head slowly lifted, and the pink tongue greedily savored the wine-like fragrant blood, with a face full of intoxication and excitement.


    ��Rose?��


    Luo En tentatively inquired, looking at the face that greatly resembled the Spider God��s statue, and immediately felt annoyed,


    ��Misled by those two priestesses earlier, I thought you were the Mother of these Dark Elves.��


    ��Capturing a Princess with the highest Bloodline of the Light Elf triad, then escaping from a Light Elf Patrol Team, such great achievement certainly warrants my personal commendation.��


    The silver-haired, Dark-skinned Elf, or rather, the Spider Goddess Rose, wore a mocking smile on her face:

 Chapter 856: 34: Must Drain Dry!_3

    Chapter 856: Chapter 34: Must Drain Dry!_3


    ��I thought I had only captured an Elf Princess, but it turns out, you are the biggest prize.��


    Realizing his identity was exposed, Luo En immediately tried to get up from the round table, only to be overtaken by a paralyzing sensation spreading from his chest and arms throughout his whole body, rendering him immobile.


    ��Don��t move, my dear, you��ve already been poisoned.��


    Rose said smugly, explaining the reason as she pushed her barely-standing prey back down with a sweep of her hand.


    Luo En looked down and was horrified to find the wound licked by Rose had become dark purple, with web-like purple-black lines rapidly spreading under the skin.


    Clearly, after detecting a flaw in her opponent through words, the sly and cunning Spider Goddess ��rewarded�� him by secretly administering poison.


    Only when she had completely taken control of the situation did she formally show her hand.


    Watching the Spider Goddess approach with her slender waist swaying, Luo En, paralyzed on the round table, seemed to sense impending doom, his voice trembling and a look of panic spreading across his face.


    ��Are you going to kill me?��


    ��Oh no, that would be too wasteful. Divine Blood like yours, I��ve never had the pleasure of tasting before.��


    Rose shook her head, her eyes glowing as she gazed at the unexpected prize before her, hands clasped in front of her chest, excitedly exclaiming,


    ��Thanks to the gifts of nature, thanks to those bitches, the Norn Three Goddesses, good fortune has finally come my way! A gift as splendid as you, I must make the most of it!��


    ��So...��


    ��I��ve decided to make you my new husband!��


    Rose cheerfully announced her decision, then cupped his face which had reverted to its true form due to the Illusion Technique failing, and while looking into his deep and beautiful purple eyes, she added gently yet cruelly,


    ��After I��ve enjoyed you, I��ll eat you bit by bit.��


    As the Spider Goddess worshiped by the Dark Elves, her image coincides highly with a certain spider known as the black widow.


    This kind of spider not only has a potent venom but also a unique habit: they often kill the male during mating and consume part or all of his body to transform it into energy and nutrients they need.


    However, as a powerful Evil God, there are few males that catch Rose��s interest.


    And constantly being hunted by the Asa Divine Race, she had to hide in the dark underground, hardly ever having a chance to find suitable targets to feed on.


    This rare prey that practically delivered itself, perfectly fitting her needs for a male, it would be a crime against the generosity of the Norn Three Goddesses not to drain and then completely consume this adorable creature.


    While pondering, Rose caught the intoxicating fragrance of her prey��s blood, unable to resist, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick from his handsome face downwards.


    She had been waiting for so long, she was somewhat impatient now.


    ��Rip~!��


    At the same time, a low sound of fabric tearing echoed through the Temple, as a loose dark red bordered black robe ripped apart, revealing a creature, half upper body of silver-haired, black-skinned beauty and half black spider, in the glow of the flames revealing its complete outline.


    Just as Rose, now excited and ready to engage in some rejuvenating physical activity in her perfect form, the male, who seemed half-dead lying on the round table, suddenly leaped up like his butt was on fire, clutching his semi-nude chest and retreating into the shadows of the Temple, bitterly reproaching,


    ��That��s too much!��


    Rose paused, a look of surprise on her face:


    ��Weren��t you poisoned?��


    ��Poison can be cured.��


    Luo En snapped his fingers, [Flames] Authority ablaze on his body, burning off the last wisps of dark purple poison.


    Meanwhile, he looked playfully at the nearly two-meter-tall half-half-spider Goddess,


    ��But, it seems you��re also poisoned.��


    As soon as the words fell, Rose felt her body weaken, her six spider legs uncontrollably collapsing to the ground, the scene before her eyes spinning wildly, and her thoughts turning into mush:


    ��Poison... when did you... administer... it?��


    ��You dare drink my blood, thinking it was freely given?��


    Luo En flicked his now healed wound, then drew out the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, a sinister smile spreading across his face,


    ��Remind me, what were you planning to do with me again?��

 Chapter 857: 35 Finished, Encountered a Real Freak!

    Chapter 857: Chapter 35 Finished, Encountered a Real Freak!


    At this moment, within the dimly lit temple.


    Rose, who lay collapsed on the ground, sensed things were turning dire and hastily raised her hand to call for a halt:


    ��Wait, I have something to say!��


    ��What do you want to say?��


    Luo En approached with curiosity, tilting his ear as if to listen intently.


    Perfect opportunity!


    Seeing her adversary unwittingly close the gap, the seemingly incapacitated Spider Goddess��s eyes flashed with fierce color. Exerting the last ounce of strength in her body through her six spider legs, she suddenly leaped up, her right hand moving as swiftly as lightning, aiming for the man��s throat right in front of her.


    As the Spider Goddess of the Dark, she had always revered the jungle law of ��survival of the fittest.�� The value system she advocated to her followers and subjects was thus starkly opposed to the moral order of the common world.


    In the philosophy of the Spider God Sect, fear was a tool stronger than steel. Love and respect were seen as both weak and useless burdens, and for the sake of survival and power, betrayal and breaking promises were justified deeds.


    Thus, backstabbing was a common sight among the Dark Elves. As the instigator of this practice, she naturally felt no psychological pressure at all.


    You believe a woman��s words, idiot!


    As the man��s unguarded weak spot neared her palm, Rose couldn��t help revealing a sinister smirk of triumph on her seductive face.


    However, just as her fingertips were about to touch the man��s throat, the god-like figure teeming with openings curved his lips into a grim smile, and the Fiery Flame Demon Sword in his hand suddenly lifted.


    ��Bang!��


    ��Crack...!��


    In the crisp sound of breaking bones, the ferocious Spider Goddess was smashed into the floor tiles with a heavy, powerful strike.


    Immediately, purplish-red blood spattered, and a noxious smell of charring filled the air, as six limp spider legs twitched unconsciously on the ground.


    ��I thought you would endure a bit longer.��


    Luo En lifted the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, speaking with a smile in his eyes.


    The Spider Goddess, almost flattened into a two-dimensional code on the ground, struggled to lift her upper body from the deep pit, her tearless gaze turning towards Luo En.


    This is entrapment? Too much.


    At this moment, having experienced the allure of physics, Rose fully understood that from the beginning to the end, she had been the prey caught in the spider��s web.


    Whether it was the cunning or the strength displayed just now, the man before her was leagues beyond her reach.


    Even if she weren��t poisoned, she probably wouldn��t be a match for this guy.


    Realizing this cruel truth, Rose��s savage eyes instantly became clear. She decisively transformed her spider lower half back into smooth, slender legs. At the same time, she raised her upper body, displaying her voluptuous figure and a glimpse of her barely covered allure, with a seductive smile:


    ��My Lord, I was just joking with you earlier.��


    Luo En smiled and nodded; then, he raised the Fiery Flame Demon Sword once again.


    ��Bang!��


    Instantly, Rose, who had just climbed up, was blasted back down into the pit.


    Even though it was the back of the sword, the flames clinging to it seemed to possess a magic capable of searing the spirit, causing Rose such pain that her face contorted, forgetting her image entirely as she pleaded repeatedly:


    ��Let��s talk it over, don��t resort to violence!��


    ��Bang!��


    ��You seem very angry, right? Let me help you cool down!��


    ��Bang!��


    ��Believe me, satisfaction guaranteed!��


    ��Bang!!!��


    Luo En��s face maintained a serene and graceful smile as he kept swinging the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, controlling its strength so it would harm the body but spare the mind, repeatedly striking Rose like whac-a-mole.


    From his experience, indulgent policies only made such capricious Evil Gods feel you are weak and easily bullied.


    The only way to subdue them was with heavy blows!


    Once you��ve caused them enough pain and fear, leaving an indelible psychological shadow, then they��d sincerely comply.


    And after half an hour of the whac-a-mole game, the previously voluptuous and charming Spider Goddess lay motionless on the ground, her back strewn with gruesome bloodstains, her silvery hair hanging dispersed like parched and colorless grass.


    But the moans emanating from Rose were increasingly unsettling.


    ��Harder, harder...��


    It was tender and melodic, as if tinged with suppressed pleasure.


    Watching Rose on the ground, her face flushed and her legs taut and rubbing together, Luo En��s face was etched with exasperation.


    ��Why did you stop? Keep going!��


    Rose opened her eyes and spoke earnestly,


    ��I��m guilty; I offended you, and I accept my punishment!��


    Listening to that increasingly exuberant confession, Luo En��s face grew even darker.


    This is it; I��ve encountered a true masochist.


    And seeing the fiery sword that brought her both pain and pleasure being withdrawn, Rose suddenly felt an unendurable itch, as if a myriad of ants were gnawing her, and she pleaded from her heart:


    ��My Lord, please ravage me to your heart��s content!��


    Sicko!


    Luo En didn��t extend his hand but stepped back with distaste instead.


    Rose was in a frenzy, stretching out her limbs and lunging forward like a bizarre creature.


    Luo En, startled, swung his sword instinctively.


    ��Bang!��


    Faced with the amplified might of this heavy blow, Rose hit the ground, thoroughly satisfied, every cell in her body seemingly vibrating with joy:


    Satisfying!


    Watching Rose, like a malleable creature, heal her wounds and twist her body in the pit, Luo En darkly retracted the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, struggling with how to handle this Spider Goddess.


    He��d encountered many eccentrics along his path.


    But this pure masochist, delighting both in inflicting and receiving pain, was truly a first for him.

 Chapter 858: 35 Finished, Encountered a Real Freak!_2

    Chapter 858: Chapter 35 Finished, Encountered a Real Freak!_2


    ��What do you think I should do with you?��


    Luo En squatted down and asked Rose somewhat helplessly.


    But as soon as he spoke, the Spider Goddess lying flat on the ground suddenly sat up as if on her deathbed, knelt with her knees together, chest out, hands joined and placed on her thighs in a formal seated posture, then brought her hands together in front of her, pressing them to the ground in an inward ��eight�� shape, leaning her body forward, raising her upper body until her forehead touched the ground, displaying her graceful body curve in a complete gesture of submission, and shouted loudly to Luo En in front of her:


    ��I surrender!��


    ��Really?��


    Luo En looked at the Spider Goddess he had beaten half to death, somewhat sceptical.


    ��Of course!��


    Rose lifted her head and replied earnestly.


    Immediately, she looked at Luo En in front of her with fervent reverence, and sincerely said:


    ��In all my life, I have never met a deity more cunning, more deceitful, or more brutal than you! To have the opportunity to serve a scoundrel as bad to the bone as you is truly the highest honor for me!��


    Luo En almost wanted to draw the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the Magic Circle Diagram and stab Rose on the spot upon hearing such heartfelt praise.


    Don��t these words sound like an insult?


    Taste can be niche, but it shouldn��t be heretical!


    Luo En gritted his teeth and replied with a cold face:


    ��I am a bona fide deity!��


    ��Yes, yes, I will absolutely not reveal your identity, nor will I disrupt your grand plan!��


    Rose nodded earnestly, her face serious.


    On hearing this, Luo En couldn��t help but get a bit crazy:


    ��What kind of grand plan?��


    ��To drag those high and mighty deities into the Abyss and then set this rotten world ablaze!��


    Rose answered excitedly, her eyes filled with admiration for the male deity before her.


    In his eyes, this deity seemed like a calamity exuding rage, cruelty, and the aura of Destruction, making the World shudder.


    Hearing her resounding response, Luo En��s eyelids twitched.


    In some sense, this was his true nature.


    An Evil God who brought Destruction and calamity to the Asa Divine Race and the Nordic World.


    But how did this woman come to know about it?


    As Luo En raised the question, Rose answered truthfully.


    The reason she could sense Luo En��s destructive nature was partly because, as the punished one, she and the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, acting as an instrument of punishment, had achieved a certain resonance in the continuous intermingling and shaking of Divinity; on the other hand, she herself possessed a certain Destiny Divine Power and could vaguely see a possible Future.


    As is well known, darkness existed before Light.


    Thus, when the two great Elf Clans were born, the Dark Elves were slightly stronger than the Light Elves.


    Rose, as the protector deity of the Dark Elves, actually had indirect control over the entire Elf Clan.


    In order to further enhance her own Divinity, she audaciously sought to touch upon Destiny Divine Power and bring the Fate of all elves under her domain to become the true master of Elf Country.


    Eroshine was another Divine Name she chose for herself, meaning [Fate Weaver].


    But while her ambition was great, her power was far from sufficient.


    Without the Norn Three Goddesses needing to act personally, the Asa Pantheon of Gods, being the lead enforcer under Fate, expelled her and her subordinate Dark Elves to beneath the ground, forcing her to live a life of hiding and fleeing.


    Therefore, with new grudges adding to old hatred, Rose had long been harboring a deep resentment towards the Asa Divine Race and the Norn Three Goddesses, always thinking of taking revenge on these powerful enemies that weighed down on her and turning herself into the master.


    Although her own power was insufficient, the Luo En before her seemed to have the potential to shake Fate.


    Whether it was from her own nature to adore strength or from the desire to fulfill her own ambitions, she wanted to follow this wandering calamity and hasten the arrival of the Twilight of the Gods.


    having understood the reason behind Rose��s quick submission and her current intentions, Luo En pondered for a moment and then nodded slightly:


    ��Fine, from now on, you can follow me.��


    ��Does this mean you forgive my transgression?��


    Rose asked joyfully.


    In her overly enthusiastic movements, her beautiful body outlined by the torn fabric revealed a large expanse of pale, translucent skin, with unobstructed body curves emitting a sinful allure.


    One could tell from her posture that she was very sincere.


    Luo En reluctantly shifted his gaze and smiled with a cough:


    ��No harm, no foul��no need to speak of transgressions; that would be too formal.��


    Hearing Luo En��s magnanimous statement, an excited color spread across Rose��s face, further solidifying her choice.


    And at this moment, En warmly helped the Spider Goddess lying on the ground to get up, and with a smile, handed her something:


    ��Here, sign this contract, and from now on, we are family.��


    Rose looked at the sheepskin scroll written with Divine Blood in front of her and the terms written in Lun Runes and other bizarre Divine Patterns, her smile suddenly freezing.


    Although she was not a Magician specializing in contracts and Magic, she could tell from her experience in deception and trickery that there were at least a dozen textual traps at a glance.


    The content was even harsher than the indenture agreements of Humans in the Midgard World, which seemed comparatively merciful.


    Also, the strong binding sensation told Rose that as soon as she wrote down her True Name, she would really become this male deity��s ��family.��


    It��s just that she would be the granddaughter while the other side would be the grandfather.


    Or maybe, he would play the father, and she would be the daughter?


    Realizing that this contract seemed somewhat deceitful, Rose��s gaze began to drift:


    ��Well...��


    She was merely surrendering, not selling herself.

 Chapter 859: 35 Done, Ive Met a Real Freak!_3

    Chapter 859: Chapter 35 Done, I��ve Met a Real Freak!_3


    ��Those unwilling to pay are not my family.��


    Luo En spoke in a low voice, his cold laugh accompanying the act of drawing the Fiery Flame Demon Sword, its golden flame rising to the sky.


    As an experienced user who had lived through the scenario hundreds of times, Rose shivered at the sight.


    The power this time might just delight her to death.


    ��Sign! I��ll sign!��


    Rose nodded hastily in agreement, hurriedly writing her Divine Name on the Contract with Divine Blood.


    S and M were hobbies, but it didn��t mean she really wanted to die.


    Seeing the Contract fulfilled, a Compulsory Divine Seal resembling Freya��s emerged on Rose��s lower abdomen. Luo En nodded in satisfaction.


    Ever since he tested the excellent performance of this thing on that Valkyrie, he decided to promote the use of the Compulsory Divine Seal.


    However, considering the complete spell process was too cumbersome and lengthy, Luo En simplified the ritual, replacing the main procedure entirely with a Contract.


    It was named �C the Compulsory Constraint Certificate.


    And in case of need, he had prepared several copies in advance to keep on hand.


    Right now, Rose, who had stumbled into his trap, was his first test subject.


    Without a doubt, this Spider Goddess full of bad intentions was no good, but even the worst has its uses.


    Given the lesson of the previous Divine War, Luo En didn��t trust the group of Light Elves.


    Keeping the Spider Goddess Rose and the Dark Elves �C they could become a surprise force at a critical moment, restraining the Light Elves of the Elf Country.


    On the other hand, to achieve the feat of ��Twilight of the Gods�� all by himself was too arduous a task; dividing the responsibility with others not only drew the attention of the Norn Three Goddesses but also lessened his own psychological burden. Why not enjoy it?


    Thinking this, Luo En swiftly changed his expression, expertly switching to a warm smile, kindly helping Rose up from the ground:


    ��From now on, you follow me. Once our grand scheme succeeds, I absolutely won��t treat you ill!��


    ��Thank you for your trust, I will do my utmost!��


    Rose, who swallowed this tempting promise, also became excited.


    Completely unaware that a certain unscrupulous boss was preparing to use her as a disposable glove.


    As her damaged body gradually healed, Rose cautiously inquired:


    ��My Lord, what shall we do next?��


    ��Activate the Temple��s Early Warning Technique.��


    Luo En answered casually.


    Upon hearing this, Rose immediately lowered her head timidly:


    ��No, I absolutely didn��t have that kind of thought!��


    ��What I mean is, I want you to activate the Labyrinth��s alert Spells to draw all the Dark Elves here, so that those Light Elves in the Prison can escape.��


    Luo En explained helplessly, looking at the trembling Rose.


    Rose heard and couldn��t help showing a hint of surprise:


    ��Let them go? Why? If you fancy that Light Elf girl, I can tie her up and send her to your room.��


    ��Shallow!��


    Luo En gave Rose a look and coldly snorted,


    ��The value of an Elf slave is nowhere near that of an Elf Queen!��


    Rose, upon hearing this, suddenly realized and looked up at her scheming boss with awe and admiration.


    Right, what��s the point of just having Light on top?


    That Elf Princess named Celebrian, flowing with the Divine Blood from the three major Light Elf Royal Families��if she could be conquered in body and soul, becoming the spokesperson of my Lord among the Light Elves, wouldn��t that mean holding the entire Elf Clan in the palm of one��s hand?


    Or perhaps, directly add a twist in the Holy Tree through her, tainting those self-righteous Light Elves, plunging them into the embrace of darkness!


    Imagining that wonderful scene, Rose felt a surge of electricity coursing through her body, excitedly licking her lips:


    ��Rest assured, my Lord, I��ll train her well for you!��


    ��?��


    Luo En turned his head, looking at the crimson-faced Rose, murmuring to himself silently.


    Corrupt Celebrian? When did I ever say that?


    But before he had time to reflect further, Rose had already activated the Temple��s Early Warning Technique, and a sharp, vibrating tremor immediately echoed throughout the entire Underground City of the Dark Elves.

 Chapter 860: 36 This world is too crazy, cats are even becoming godmothers to mice

    Chapter 860: Chapter 36 This world is too crazy, cats are even becoming godmothers to mice


    At this moment, the dungeon.


    The Dark Elf guards, alerted and hearing cries for help, changed expression and quickly assembled their team, surging towards the direction of the Spider Temple.


    Watching the originally somewhat narrow and crowded dungeon suddenly become much emptier, Celebrian, who had just been brought in for their prison meal, was somewhat puzzled.


    ��Are you there?��


    A low voice unexpectedly echoed in her mind, awakening her from her daze.


    It was that guy!


    Celebrian recognized the source of the voice by its familiar tone, her spirits lifted, and she quickly inquired:


    ��Where are you? How are you?��


    ��Don��t worry about that now! Have you found them?��


    ��They��ve been found, locked in the same cell as me.��


    Celebrian turned to look at the two Elf Maids in the corner and replied truthfully in her mind.


    Perhaps for the sake of convenience in distinguishing and classifying them during the Sacrifice, these Dark Elves had locked her up together with the previously captured Light Elves.


    Without much effort, she had managed to unite with her two Maids.


    Even more fortuitously, as the day of Sacrifice drew near, the Dark Elves wanted to offer the sacrifices intact to the Spider Goddess Rose they worshipped to demonstrate their devotion.


    Therefore, apart from being a bit dispirited, her previously captured two Elf Maids were not in any serious trouble.


    Even the Dark Elves had thoughtfully applied some herbs and bandaged their wounds, to ensure that the fine sacrifices they had found did not die prematurely.


    At this moment, once Luo En understood the general situation, he decisively spoke:


    ��Alright, taking advantage of the chaos in the Underground City and most of the Dark Elf guards being drawn away from the dungeon, move quickly; take them and get out!��


    ��What about you?��


    Celebrian asked anxiously, concern showing on her face,


    ��Aren��t you in great danger now?��


    Based on the current situation, she needn��t think too hard to realize that this disturbance was most likely caused by that guy.


    Although he had successfully diverted the attention of many Dark Elf guards, causing such a commotion also indicated that the person was in a highly dangerous position.


    Hearing Celebrian��s concern for his safety before thinking of escaping herself, Luo En couldn��t help but feel some gratification in his heart.


    Then, he glanced at the submissive Rose behind him and reassured Celebrian through their connected thoughts:


    ��Don��t worry, I have another way to escape! Time is of the essence, you take them and leave amidst the confusion. Once outside, we��ll meet at that stream!��


    Hearing the resolute assurance in her mind, Celebrian bit down on her silver teeth and nodded, then chanted the Spell Luo En had taught her before entering the dungeon, moving her lips and tongue rhythmically.


    Immediately, the Magic Chains binding her body snapped.


    Having successfully freed herself, Celebrian took out the prepared Secret Silver Dagger from the Magic Circle Diagram, swiftly cutting through the chains of the two Maids and damaging the prison door in the process.


    ��Bang!��


    The dimly lit prison door flew open with a kick, and as dust billowed, Celebrian bent over and walked out of the cell.


    This Elf Princess stood at 6 feet 4 inches tall��extraordinarily rare for a female Elf��and looked exceptionally robust, standing out like a crane among chickens from afar.


    At this time, a few Dark Elf guards who had stayed behind in the dungeon were attracted by the sudden disturbance.


    And seeing Celebrian boldly walking out from the prison door, they couldn��t help but change in color, some drawing scimitars and longswords to intercept, while others rushed to activate the Early Warning Technique.


    But Celebrian was quicker, flashing through the corridor like lightning.


    As she halted, several Dark Elf guards behind her clutched their slit throats, collapsing one after another.


    Turning to look back at her handiwork, Celebrian was somewhat incredulous.


    Her previous speed and reaction were not this fast, and her swordsmanship had never been as precise as now.


    Could it be...


    Celebrian remembered the nectar she had drunk before leaving, feeling some miraculous resonance in her mind, and it dawned on her.


    It seems this was the ��insurance�� that guy mentioned.


    Feeling as though her strength had significantly increased, Celebrian��s confidence swelled. She gestured behind her:


    ��Let��s go!��


    The two Elf Maids hurriedly followed, not forgetting to pick up the equipment dropped by the Dark Elf guards along the way, equipping themselves and loyally guarding Celebrian��s sides.


    They had grown up with Celebrian since childhood, and while called Maids, they were more like sisters.


    The education they received since childhood made them willing to devote everything to Her Royal Highness the Princess.


    At this point, because most Dark Elf guards had been drawn away by the Temple��s alert spells, Celebrian and the two Maids easily escaped the dungeon.


    Before leaving, the Elf Girl glanced at one of her Maids and took Bow and Arrows, ��whoosh whoosh�� shooting three arrows, accurately disabling the Magic Formulas keeping the prison running.


    Instantly, cell doors opened and the Magic Chains that had been imprisoning the sacrifices became inactive.


    Celebrian urgently called out: ��Escape if you want to live!��


    In a flash, prisoners such as the Gray Dwarves, Magic Beasts, and small fairies, and other subterranean creatures awoke to their freedom, and bursting into a deafening cheer, they flooded out of the cells, scattering in their flight.


    For a brief moment, the sudden upheaval that started in the prison began to spread, gradually reaching the entire Underground City of the Dark Elves.


    Hopefully, it would be of help...


    Celebrian murmured to herself, then decisively abandoned the Longbow, grabbing her two Elf Maids, and fleeing toward the cave��s entrance.


    Meanwhile, after a good deal of turmoil, the thousands of Dark Elves who had rushed from various places finally blasted open the Spider Temple��s grand doors.

 Chapter 861: 36 This World is Too Crazy, Cats Are Becoming Godmothers to Mice_2

    Chapter 861: Chapter 36 This World is Too Crazy, Cats Are Becoming Godmothers to Mice_2


    However, just as a few Dark Elf Warriors charged in, they were swept out by a pitch-black spider leg:


    ��How dare you disturb my pleasure, are you seeking death?��


    Hearing that deep and sinister female voice emanating from the Temple, the Dark Elves outside involuntarily halted, explaining with trepidation:


    ��My lord, we heard the Temple��s alarm...��


    ��An accident, now scram!��


    The Spider Goddess inside the Temple spoke impatiently, her attitude quite vile.


    Yet, the more she acted this way, the more reassured the Dark Elves became.


    The Spider Goddess Rose��s temperament has always been violent and eccentric, unpredictable. Her response, just like now, confirmed that the recent incident was indeed just an accident, nothing to be concerned about.


    Just as the Dark Elves breathed a sigh of relief, the commotion caused by the escape of the sacrifices spread to them.


    The Dark Elf Priestesses, upon receiving this dreadful news, were all frightened, their composure faltering.


    Without the sacrifices to please the Deities, they feared that their lord, in a rage, might tear them to pieces alive.


    ��Idiots, go find them now!��


    ��If you don��t bring back those sacrifices, you will take their place!��


    Accompanied by the Priestesses�� angry curses, squad after squad of Dark Elves poured out from their lairs, scattering in all directions, frantically searching for those who had escaped from the dungeons.


    Amidst the chaos, a man and a woman silently left the Dark Elves�� Underground City and ascended to the surface.


    ~~


    At this very moment, by the murmuring stream.


    Celebrian paced back and forth restlessly by the riverside.


    Having waited approximately a quarter of an hour, she could no longer bear it and reached for the Longbow beside her.


    Though her Elf Clan are prideful by nature, they dislike being indebted to anyone.


    Especially for such a great favor that risked life and limb to attract the enemy��s attention, creating an opportunity for her to escape.


    Just as Celebrian was gearing up to head back to the Dark Elves�� Underground City, rustling sounds came from the bushes ahead.


    ��Who��s there? Show yourself!��


    The vigilant Celebrian immediately drew her Longbow, aiming the ready-to-fire Elf Secret Arrow at the source of the sound.


    However, a purple-black Dagger, having approached unnoticed, gently pressed against her throat, exuding a chilling and sinister coldness.


    ��Darling, don��t move, this Dagger is poisoned.��


    Along with the mocking whisper, a purple-black figure appeared behind her, a teasing tongue flicking across one cheek of her prey from between her cherry lips.


    And that obsidian-like skin tone, along with the unique pattern on the Dagger, made Celebrian��s pupils dilate in shock.


    Dark Elves! They had found them!


    Realizing this, Celebrian��s eyes flashed sharply, her hand gripping the Longbow tensed, ready to risk everything in a desperate fight.


    ��Alright, stop teasing her.��


    At this moment, a deep voice echoed, as Luo En emerged from the bushes, stopping the imminent confrontation.


    Seeing Luo En, both Elf females simultaneously lowered their weapons.


    However, one did so out of trust, the other out of fear.


    Celebrian broke free from her restraint and asked Luo En with suspicion:


    ��Who is she?��


    ��Rose, a Dark Elf I happened to rescue from a punishment cell. Without her help, I might not have been able to escape from the Underground City.


    Luo En responded according to the pre-arranged story and introduced her to Celebrian.


    (Note: The transliteration for Rose is based on the English word, representing beauty, making it a suitable alias for the Spider Goddess and convenient for narrative purposes.)


    But due to the deep-rooted animosity between the Light Elves and Dark Elves, Celebrian��s wariness didn��t subside in the slightest, and she frowned with doubt at Luo En:


    ��Why was she imprisoned by the Dark Elves? And just so happened to be encountered by you?��


    ��Because I��m different from those Dark Elves; I am a Believer of the Dark Girl Iris.��


    Rose proactively responded, her face showing a mix of deep helplessness and sadness.


    Hearing this, Celebrian suddenly understood, her hostility towards the Dark Elf greatly diminished.


    Just as the Light Elves, due to ideological differences, had split into three factions, so had the Dark Elves.


    Not all Dark Elves submitted to fear, worshipping the Spider Goddess Rose. Some still held on to ancient traditions and pursuits, hoping to ascend to the surface world through peaceful means, to bask in sunlight, and to live in more suitable conditions, coexisting harmoniously with the Light Elves.


    And to counter the increasingly powerful Spider Queen Rose, they chose to worship the ��Dark Girl�� Iris as their deity.


    It is said that she is the daughter of the Spider Queen Rose from when she was still in Elf form.


    Unlike her mother Rose, however, she is a kind-hearted Goddess filled with melancholy and sorrow, governing over song, beauty, dance, swordsmanship, hunting, and moonlight.


    Moreover, the teachings she advocates are also very gentle:


    ��Besides battling evil, one should remain kind and spread joy everywhere. One should be diligent in learning and teaching others new songs, dances, and fluid swordplay, striving to promote harmony among races. One should aid newcomers, shelter the homeless, and provide relief to those in trouble. Respond gently to others�� unreasonable offenses, but when faced with malicious harm, retaliate swiftly and violently to prevent further injury. Extend a helping hand to all Dark Elves in hardship, letting them hear the Goddess�� gospel: A new world awaits you on the surface, in the great land of light. Return to the surface peacefully, once again bathe in the sunlight, where verdant trees and blossoming flowers abound.��

 Chapter 862: 36 This World is Too Crazy, Cats Are Acting as Godmothers to Rats_3

    Chapter 862: Chapter 36 This World is Too Crazy, Cats Are Acting as Godmothers to Rats_3


    For those Dark Elves who strived to escape the Spider God Queen Rose��s web, she was a delightful dawn of hope.


    But for the believers of Rose, she was the root cause of the unrest and divisions among the Dark Elves, thus they absolutely loathed and detested her and her followers.


    After all, to some, betrayers are more despicable than enemies!


    Thus, most of the Iris believers who were captured by other Dark Elves would often face the most brutal torture until they died a tragic death.


    Likewise, the Light Elves above ground also did not acknowledge the existence of these Iris believers, and although they did not call for outright violence, they certainly prohibited any contact with these fallen ones.


    So, sandwiched between two unpleasing sides, the Iris believers could only struggle to survive in the cracks, their numbers extremely scarce.


    But as for whether Rose truly was an Iris believer, Celebrian still harbored some doubts.


    Perhaps accustomed to the look of the other, Rose didn��t get annoyed and instead, with a smile, she pulled open her collar to reveal her back, scarred with burn marks from flames.


    Seeing such a horrific sight, Celebrian immediately discarded the last shred of her suspicion, and indignantly exclaimed:


    ��These damned Dark Elves, how could they be so heavy-handed!��


    Beside her, Luo En averted his gaze, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.


    Naturally, none among the Dark Elves would dare to lay a hand on the Spider Goddess; it was Luo En himself who had beaten her, and he rather enjoyed it.


    Oblivious to this, Celebrian guiltily patted Rose��s shoulder and said in a grave voice:


    ��Don��t worry, once we��re safe, I��ll have my family take you in and provide you with a safe residence!��


    Unlike the traditional Light Elves, Celebrian didn��t harbor such intense hatred and prejudice against Dark Elves.


    In her view, what should distinguish people wasn��t their skin color or lineage, but their morality and actions.


    There were criminals among the Light Elves, and among the Dark Elves, there were kind souls who sought the Light.


    Therefore, she wanted to use her own power to offer a haven for this pitiable Dark Elf before her, to make up for her earlier presumptions and rudeness.


    However, Rose shook her head and declined, solemnly pledging her loyalty to her new master, Luo En:


    ��No need, my life was saved by Lord Luo En, and I have decided to follow him and repay his kindness with my life!��


    ��That��s perfect, I��m also bound to stay by his side to fulfill a promise; this way, we��ll have company.��


    Celebrian nodded happily, warmly grasping Rose��s hands, expressing her welcome to the new member.


    Luo En watched the two joyfully united Elves, feeling a sense of absurdity.


    Probably, Celebrian was still unaware that the Dark Elf playing sisters with her was not some tormented Iris believer, but the Spider Goddess Rose herself, the very source of sin.


    And initially, she was intended to be a sacrifice, offered to Rose by that group of Dark Elves.


    The world had gone mad; cats were becoming caretakers to mice.


    Luo En muttered to himself, then proceeded to inquire:


    ��By the way, where are your maids?��


    ��They were injured and too weak to stay here safely, so I let them take my token to the Vanaya to seek protection from my grandmother.��


    Celebrian came back to her senses and replied truthfully.


    Luo En nodded and continued to ponder:


    ��Next, I��m planning to visit Midgard.��


    At the mention, Celebrian��s eyes brightened.


    Central Earth?


    She had never visited the legendary Human World in her life; this was the perfect opportunity to have a look around.


    And it was also an opportunity to avoid that incident.


    By the time either the maids gave her away, or her parents realized she had run off, they would have no chance of finding her.


    After all, by then, she would have long since left Elf Country.


    Thinking this, Celebrian urged impatiently:


    ��What are we waiting for then? Let��s go!��


    ��Alright, stand firm.��


    ��?��


    While Celebrian was still bewildered, a massive magic teleportation circle lit up beneath their feet.


    The next moment, a dazzling spree of rainbow lights accompanied a girl��s scream, shooting into the vast void.

 Chapter 863: 37: Rope Tricks Are Your Specialty

    Chapter 863: Chapter 37: Rope Tricks Are Your Specialty


    Nordic, Midgard World.


    Celebrian looked out at the vast expanse of snowfield before her and couldn��t help but cast a strange glance at a certain guide ahead:


    ��Do you really know the way?��


    ��Midgard, I��m super familiar with it!��


    ��But, you��ve had us going around in circles for two days...��


    Feeling the resentment from Celebrian, Luo En couldn��t help but feel somewhat embarrassed.


    Due to a sleep that lasted for centuries, the once accurate Magic Coordinates had long since been rendered obsolete with the passage of time, leading to severe discrepancies in teleportation. He had no choice but to reconfirm the route back to Heather Island.


    Initially, Luo En was full of confidence, claiming he could find the right direction even with his eyes closed.


    But soon, he realized that with the end of the Divine War between Asa and Warner, the human population had entered a period of peaceful development, causing the Midgard World to undergo tremendous changes. Many of the things he was familiar with no longer existed, making it difficult to even find an old landmark.


    As a result, Luo En, together with Rose and Celebrian, had been wandering for two full days. They were still facing an endless snowfield, with hardly a village encountered on the way, which spoke volumes about the desolation of the region, far removed from the thriving Heather Island he spoke of.


    Rose stepped forward with a smile and spoke up to save face for her new employer:


    ��Maybe the heavy snow has covered the old paths, why don��t we ask someone for directions?��


    ��Good idea!��


    Luo En immediately nodded in agreement, casting an approving look at Rose.


    Now, he probably understood why ancient emperors, despite knowing the moral flaws of treacherous and flatterers, still preferred to employ them.


    The reason was simple: they were convenient and comfortable.


    Seeing that two members of the party agreed, Celebrian no longer dwelled on the issue. She nodded and followed their steps, starting to look for traces of villages and passersby nearby.


    However, due to the apparent remoteness of the area, the trio wandered until dusk without catching a glimpse of any town or village.


    As night fell, white mists surged from all around. Looking at the cold snow and the gloomy forest, a wave of gloom couldn��t help but spread across Celebrian��s face.


    It seemed they were going to spend another night in the snowfield.


    As an elf princess accustomed to luxury, she had experienced all kinds of hardships for the first time on this trip she never knew before.


    Just as Celebrian was about to complain, Rose��s voice came from ahead:


    ��There seems to be light from flames!��


    Rose jumped down from the treetop and pointed out the location:


    ��Southeast, about 2 kilometers.��


    ��What are we waiting for, let��s hurry!��


    Upon hearing the good news, Celebrian��s spirits lifted, and she hurriedly pulled Rose towards the direction indicated, completely forgetting about the person she was supposed to protect.


    Seeing this, Luo En��s face darkened.


    After spending a few days together, he had gradually gained a clearer understanding of the character of his two elf subordinates.


    Rose could be described as the epitome of the irremediable evil of the Dark Elves�Cdeceitful, cruel, fickle, harboring malice towards everyone, always coveting the lives and Magic Power of others, intending to convert them into sustenance to strengthen herself; Yet, she also knew how to read situations sensibly, aware of what could or could not be done, adept at concealing her malicious intentions and presenting herself as harmless.


    Throughout their journey, Rose��s performance had been almost flawless. If Luo En wasn��t fully aware of the Spider Goddess��s disposition, he might have actually deemed her as a Dark Elf inclined towards the Light.


    In comparison, Celebrian seemed quite naive.


    Although she possessed early wisdom and keenness, the arrogance and capriciousness born from the sense of superiority of the Longevity Species occasionally led her to make erroneous judgments, resulting in bitter consequences.


    One instance was her servitude being extended from three hundred years to a life sentence;


    Another was her suspicion towards Luo En and her naive trust in Rose.


    Little did she know, what Luo En valued was Celebrian��s worth and labor, while Rose desired her to fall from grace to control the entire Elf Clan of Light Elves.


    Forget it, the growth and maturation of intelligent life always require a process.


    Compared to the two deities in the team, Old Deng, she was still just an underage child. One shouldn��t be too demanding.


    Luo En shook his head and reluctantly followed.


    Moments later, the trio followed the light and arrived at a clearing.


    The bright yellow Flames danced on the tinder, and the bubbling pot on the rack filled the air with the fragrance of stewed fungi and jerky. A tall figure, wearing a grey-white hooded fur cloak with two sheathed Longswords on the back, was squatting in the snow, setting up a tent.


    ��Who��s there?��


    As the trio approached, the figure in front of the tent seemed to hear the crunching sound of boots on the snow and swiftly stood up, looking back. A hand raised to the hilt of the silver Longsword, ready in a defensive posture.


    Detectable from about 100 meters away? Good hearing, and the alertness is up to the standard.


    So, not an ordinary person?


    Luo En thoughtfully raised his head, scrutinizing the silhouette before the firelight.


    It was a tall young girl with emerald-green eyes as beautiful as her gemstone, skin as pale as snow, with features sharp and prominent. Her silver hair was practically tied up at the back of her head.


    The Longsword she had half-drawn from behind appeared to be made of Mithril, exuding elegance and sharpness, with a hilt inlaid with gemstones meant to conduct Magic Power.


    Not far away, a pure white steed, without a hint of any other color, was tied to a tree, resting serenely in the snow.

 Chapter 864: 37 Rope Trick is Your Strong Suit_2

    Chapter 864: Chapter 37 Rope Trick is Your Strong Suit_2


    Various signs indicate that the girl comes from a wealthy family, most likely of noble origin.


    Moreover, she seems to give him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.


    At this moment, the girl in front of the campfire is also scrutinizing the three unexpected visitors in the forest.


    Light Elves, Dark Elves, and a Human?


    She is quite surprised by the complex composition of the group.


    The fact that the two kinds of Elves, traditionally as incompatible as fire and water, could follow harmoniously behind the male Human made the girl faintly think of a possibility, and her face instantly became a few shades colder.


    ��Excuse us, we��ve just arrived in Central Earth and are not very familiar with this place. Could you tell us how to get to Heather Island?��


    With a clear inquiry, Celebrian stepped forward and humbly asked the girl for directions.


    ��You wish to go to Heather Island?�� the girl asked, somewhat surprised, and then a smile surfaced on her tense face, ��As it happens, I also have matters there. If you don��t mind, we could travel together.��


    ��That would be wonderful!�� Celebrian replied with joy, nodding again and again in agreement.


    Rose narrowed her eyes and said tactfully, ��Would that be too much trouble? You could just tell us the direction.��


    The girl shook her head, smiling, ��No trouble at all, it��s on my way. There are hardly any villages nearby, and you must have traveled a whole day��s journey. Why not sit down and rest your feet, have some food, and we can set off together in the morning.��


    Seeing that Rose wanted to say something else, Luo En patted her shoulder and gladly accepted the girl��s invitation:


    ��It��s good to have someone familiar with the area. Thank you.��


    Then, the party of three sat down around the campfire, while the girl served hot meat soup and several pieces of frozen, hard bread for them to share.


    The food was coarse, but for Celebrian, who lived in comfort, and Rose, who was a Deity, it was a novel experience.


    They followed the girl��s lead, softening the coarse bread in the hot soup before eating it.


    A warm feeling spread through their long-unfed stomachs, bringing a sense of comfort to their faces.


    Seeing the two Elves seemingly enjoying their meal, the girl offered a few more pieces of black bread, while she couldn��t help but take several more glances at Luo En.


    Luo En cleared his throat to break her gaze, and with a smile asked:


    ��By the way, may I ask what your name is...��


    ��Zireael, my friends call me Zireael.��


    The girl replied casually, her eyes shimmering slightly.


    Celebrian, hearing the words in the Elvish pronunciation, was somewhat surprised:


    ��Swallow?��


    ��Yes, my godmother has one-quarter Elf Bloodline, so she gave me this name.��


    The silver-haired girl nodded and replied, her gaze drifting.


    Half-Elves are the hybrid offspring of Elves and other species (mainly Humans), slightly taller and stronger than the Elves, but they are the unblessed anomalies.


    Due to the obvious differences in individuals, Elves are very hostile to Half-Elves, not recognizing them as Elves, and considered impure; Humans, although more accepting due to their beautiful appearance, also reject their half-Elf bloodline.


    Thus, revealing this to the two purebred Elves was somewhat embarrassing.


    However, Celebrian showed no disdain at all, but instead asked eagerly:


    ��There are Elves living in Central Earth? I��ve never seen them before! What��s her name? Maybe we could meet if we have a chance.��


    ��Yenifa...��


    Faced with Celebrian��s keen eyes, the girl replied subconsciously.


    ��Pfft!��


    Luo En, hearing the name, couldn��t help spitting out his meat soup.


    Instantly, all three pairs of eyes turned to look at him.


    ��Cough cough, sorry, I drank too fast and choked, please continue.��


    Luo En coughed in response, patting his chest to catch his breath.


    The three of them harbored no suspicions and continued to chat sporadically.


    Perhaps because of the bond of Elf blood, the atmosphere gradually warmed up, and the silver-haired girl nicknamed ��Swallow�� began to recount her encounter with her godmother at Celebrian��s behest.


    When she was still a child, somewhat mischievous, she wandered off from the servant one day and accidentally entered the Buluoqilong Forest.


    That place is a sanctuary for Tree Spirits, Half-Elves, Unicorns, and other fantastical creatures, where Humans are forbidden.


    Normally, Humans caught by Tree Spirits are forced to drink the legendary Buluoqilong Water and transformed into Tree Spirits as punishment.


    But luckily, she encountered Yenifa �C a female Magician with Elven ancestry living in seclusion in the Buluoqilong Forest.


    Yenifa took pity on her, brought her out of the Buluoqilong Forest, and returned her to her parents.


    Out of gratitude for the lady��s kindness, her parents asked Yenifa to be her godmother and protect her as she grew.


    So, the two were bonded from then on.


    Perhaps because of this relationship, she had a favorable opinion of Elves.


    At this moment, having listened to the girl��s introduction, Luo En finally confirmed the identity of the girl before him and the source of that familiar feeling.


    Hirya Fiona Allen Lianren, known as Xili, the granddaughter of the Queen of the Northern Kingdom of Cintra, called ��Lioness of Cintra.�� She was known as the ��Lion Cub of Cintra�� because of her fierce personality and inherited potential of the powerful ��Ancient Blood,�� displaying remarkable combat talents at a young age.


    And the reason Luo En knew all this was that the girl Xili before him, like Celebrian, was also a character born from a story in his mind.

 Chapter 865: 37: Rope Tricks Are Your Specialty_3

    Chapter 865: Chapter 37: Rope Tricks Are Your Specialty_3


    Before Luo En could figure out the impact of the ��Magic Ring�� on the Nordic World, the ��Demon Hunter�� arrived...


    Luo En rubbed his slightly aching temples, feeling a wave of gloom in his heart.


    The strength of this human girl was not a concern, what troubled him was the future direction of Fate.


    As the stories in his mind melded into the Nordic World��s [Great Chorale], the once clear trajectory of Fate became muddled and chaotic.


    Let alone the one-eyed king Odin, even if the Norn Three Goddesses personally intervened, they would likely be unable to predict the destiny of the entire Nordic World.


    On the other hand, although these beings were merely illusory stories in his mind, in the process of being transformed into reality by the Power of Fate, adjustments were made to adapt to the World��s rules, and they were granted true significance.


    For example, Xili from the story would have been adopted by a Demon Hunter, but now she had been rescued by a female Magician of Elf lineage from the Tree Spirit Forest, naturally fitting into the current backdrop of the Nordic World.


    The same was true for Heluo, Hela, Rose, and Celebrian from before.


    If this continued, Luo En would have more and more memories assimilated by this World.


    In the end, perhaps he too would become one of the ��stories,�� composing a drama called ��Twilight of the gods,�� and thus perish in the flames of that doomsday.


    It seemed necessary to locate the source of these anomalies as soon as possible.


    While Luo En was deep in thought, the three women happily concluded their exchange, and the serendipitous dinner gathering also neared its end.


    ��Sorry, I only have one tent. Although it��s quite spacious, it��s not really appropriate for a man to enter,�� Xili said apologetically.


    Luo En flashed a magnanimous smile: ��No worries, you ladies go in and rest, sleeping outside is fine for me.��


    Xili nodded in agreement, then, taking the hands of the two Elfs, they disappeared into the tent.


    The night grew deeper, and the campsite was peaceful.


    Listening to the gradually steady breathing of the three, Xili slowly opened her eyes, quietly got up, slipped out of the tent, and tiptoed over to the campfire.


    The handsome youth who had participated in the meal earlier was now soundly asleep to one side.


    Xili turned to her beloved horse and made a ��shush�� gesture, then gently drew the second Steel Longsword from behind her, positioning it at the man��s throat.


    Seemingly sensing the chill at his neck, the man woke from his slumber, looking in surprise and bewilderment at the Steel Sword before him:


    ��Zireael, what are you doing?��


    ��Shut up!��


    Xili��s Steel Sword moved up a notch as she coldly interjected,


    ��If you want to live, tell me honestly how to remove the slave marks from those two Elfs.��


    Luo En paused for a moment, then slowly came to a realization:


    ��You think I��m a slave trader?��


    ��What else?��


    Xili replied disdainfully, with a sneer,


    ��This is Midgard, not Elf Country. Who else would be seen escorting two pure-blooded Elfs? And, both a Dark Elf and a Light Elf at that. You have quite the varied taste.��


    ��Can��t it be that they willingly follow me?��


    ��Do you take me for a child? Stop it! Light Elves and Dark Elves are mortal enemies; they usually stab each other on sight. How could they be as harmonious as this? Moreover, they seem so hungry for even the dark bread; they must have often been starved! You��re out of luck meeting me. Just remove the slave marks honestly, and I might spare your life, otherwise...��


    The girl lifted her Steel Sword, her face stern with righteousness.


    Facing this situation, Luo En didn��t know whether to laugh or cry, and helplessly said:


    ��Forget it, how to remove it... you should ask the person behind you.��


    Behind?


    Xili faltered slightly, then felt a weight on the back of her neck, a strong dizziness quickly overtaking her mind, and her body fell stiffly into someone��s embrace.


    Under the moonlight, the air rippled like water waves.


    The Spider Goddess Rose emerged with a graceful figure, toying with a dark purple Dagger in her hand, while smilingly watching the fallen Xili:


    ��My lord, do you want me to strip her clothes off?��


    ��There��s no need to strip her naked; it��s cold today.��


    Luo En��s response was rather compassionate, but his supplementary remark revealed his true nature,


    ��Better tie her up, you��re expert with rope techniques.��

 Chapter 866: 38: Boss, Is It Convenient to Breed?

    Chapter 866: Chapter 38: Boss, Is It Convenient to Breed?


    ��Creak~~��


    The dry branches in the forest swayed with the wind, and upon hearing the noise, Xili awoke from her stupor, only to shockingly discover that she was suspended midair.


    The thing that bound her was an odd, pure white rope, not only tough but also sticky.


    The method of bondage was also quite bizarre; starting by folding it in the middle, placing it around her slender neck, then sequentially tying knots at her collarbone, sternum, and pubic bone.


    Then, the rope was wrapped beneath her crotch, tied slightly above the opposite spot on her back, run through the loop behind her neck, pulled and separated to both sides, returned from under her armpits to the front hole, pulled and separated, forming a diamond-shaped pattern.


    In the end, the rope gathered at her waist, with the end hanging on a branch, the rope crossing her groin dug deeply into her buttocks, as if her body was fixed into some sort of sinister artwork, bringing about a bizarre sense of torture.


    If Xili had knowledge of future cultures, she might understand that this art is called ��rope technique,�� also known as ��bondage.��


    And what currently ensnared her was the quite classic Japanese-Korean style��Turtle Shell Binding.


    Xili struggled several times but could not break free, her body swaying left and right under gravity, the various knots constantly rubbing against certain sensitive parts of her body, making this inexperienced girl��s face turn red, grinding her teeth and glaring at the perpetrator below:


    ��Despicable!��


    ��It is you who ambushed me first.��


    Luo En retorted with a smile, all the while fiddling with the items he had scavenged from Xili.


    There were many things: satisfying dry food, flint for fire, protective rune stones, a small bag of silver coins, several vials of magic potions and so on.


    Among these, the most precious was undoubtedly the two swords she had originally carried on her back.


    The steel sword shone with cold light, quite sharp, with great cutting and piercing capabilities, its forging technique resembling that of dwarves;


    The silver sword was nimble and exquisite, both sides engraved with complex elf script, with effects such as freezing, instant death, and dharma seal, likely elf-made.


    Although Luo En held no interest in these weapons and equipment, to humans, each one was a priceless treasure, worthy of being treated as heirlooms.


    ��Tell me, Miss Xili, why did you come to this godforsaken place?��


    Luo En caressed the protective talisman stone engraved with the girl��s true name, smiling as he spoke.


    ��Why should I tell you?��


    Xili coldly responded, then fiercely glared at Rose beside Luo En, full of contempt,


    ��To consort with a slave trader, you are truly a degenerate among elves!��


    By the way, Xili was not a pure human in the traditional sense.


    Her ancestor, Laura Doron, was not only a gifted elf sage but also the biological daughter of an elf king, noble by birth, though in the end, for love, she renounced her betrothal and eloped with a human mage.


    Perhaps due to this elven bloodline, after she entered the Buluoqilong Forest, she was not punished by the tree spirits, but instead attracted the similarly elf-blooded female magician, Yenifa.


    For various reasons, Xili, who had received help from elves, was naturally very friendly towards them, couldn��t bear to see them become slaves stripped of freedom, and thus chose to ambush a certain ��slave trader�� at night, trying to rescue two innocent elf slaves from his clutches.


    Unexpectedly, while she was careless, she was ambushed by a dark elf she had intended to rescue.


    Indeed, the conduct of the dark elves was as despicable and low as the legends say!


    ��She��s cursing you.��


    Luo En turned his head to the side, ��kindly�� reminding.


    Rose comprehended the hint, sinisterly raised her right hand, and a purple-black whip emerged in her palm, condensed from magic power, with intimidating thorns on both sides.


    If one were to be whipped by it, it would certainly tear off a piece of flesh.


    Upon seeing this, Xili��s complexion changed, her body trembling slightly.


    Fortunately, Luo En, beside her, raised a hand to hold back the eager Rose, gently chiding:


    ��Ay! Too rough, how could you treat a young girl like this? She had good intentions, and she also has your elves�� blood flowing through her veins, to some extent, she��s also of your kin.��


    However, to Luo En��s surprise, Rose��s expression turned even darker upon hearing this:


    ��Kin? That wretched woman Laura��s offspring is also worthy?��


    ��Do not insult my ancestor!��


    Xili, infuriated, struggled to free herself, wanting to argue with the dark elf below.


    But her resistance was not only in vain, it also made the knots on her body even tighter, further accentuating her fairly decent figure.


    Yet at this moment, Luo En was no longer able to admire the ��scenery�� in the tree, looking at what seemed to be a truly angry Rose with surprise and quietly asking in his mind:


    ��You know her ancestor?��


    ��More than just know her!��


    Rose snorted coldly, recounting the secretive past of the elf clan that had been concealed.


    Originally, she was not only the leading lady of the dark elves but also had some believers among the light elves, hence she didn��t intend to completely exterminate the light elves, but hoped to resolve the conflict in another way, to mend the rift between the two clans.


    Luo En pondered briefly and had a guess in his mind:


    ��An alliance through marriage?��


    ��Exactly!��


    Rose nodded, continuing her tale.


    The partner she had initially selected for a marriage alliance from the light elves was the famous Elf Princess Laura Doron.


    Rose hoped that by merging bloodlines, the two great elf clans would merge into one, eliminating the distinction between light elves and dark elves from the world.


    Indeed, this was a quite feasible strategy.


    To ensure the reconciliation between the two clans went smoothly, Rose even bestowed upon the elf princess Laura Doron the little Power of Destiny she had painstakingly stolen, allowing her to achieve the name of sage and thus foresee a certain future concerning the elf clan.

 Chapter 867: 38: Boss, Is It Convenient to Breed? _2

    Chapter 867: Chapter 38: Boss, Is It Convenient to Breed? _2


    ����White Frost Era!


    This in the secret history of the Elf Clan, is also known as ��the Last Era�� or ��the Storm of Wolves.��


    It is said that since the creation of the God Era World, there has been a serious flaw, therefore it is doomed to destruction.


    Before the start of the Last Era, there would be many omens, sources mentioned a wolf devouring the Sun, and the Moon would undergo an eclipse. Subsequently, the World would face three long winters, Ragnaro?k��the final battle and the battle between light and darkness would unfold.


    The war��s beginning would see the appearance of a long ship named Nagilfa, built with the claws of dead men, carrying on board an army composed of Demon Spirits and demons. A Gold rooster would crow loudly, announcing the arrival of the end to the Nine Great Kingdoms, then the Rainbow Bridge Bifrost would open, and the Asa Divine Race will descend to engage in a decisive battle with the chaos-stricken Nine Great Kingdoms.


    The Elves could not escape, and would join this final battle. This battle would determine whether the World would be enveloped in eternal night or if a new dawn will emerge.


    For this, the Elf Clan need to forge their own savior to survive this crisis.


    It is for this reason that the Elf Goddess Rose, who had touched [Fate], was so eager to promote matrimonial alliances, and push for reconciliation between the Light Elves and the Dark Elves,


    However, ultimately, Elf Princess Laura Doron, who was chosen and inherited the [Power of Destiny], abandoned the marriage contract for that so-called love, and further betrayed her own race.


    After hearing this, Luo En couldn��t help but be stirred with waves of shock in his heart.


    White Frost Era? Isn��t this just the Elf version of the gods�� twilight?


    It turns out, not only Odin saw that predetermined Future, but Rose was also aware of it.


    However, Fate did not stand on the side of the Elf Clan, all her efforts turned into mere bubbles under the mockery of Fate, and she herself degenerated into an Evil God due to her disqualification. The Elf Clan itself was split, part becoming a vassal of the Asa Divine Race, and part forced underground to eke out a survival.


    And the cause of all this was just a runaway marriage for ��love.��


    No wonder she has such great hostility towards Xili, it turns out it was an old grudge.


    Luo En laughed wryly and softly reassured:


    ��Don��t be agitated, although Laura Doron is gone, the bloodline she left behind might still become the savior of the Elf Clan.��


    ��No, in my heart, you are our savior!��


    Rose answered righteously, then glanced disdainfully at the girl hanging from the tree and spoke contemptuously,


    ��As for her, if you like, she can be an X slave for use.��


    Hearing the brutal words in his mind, Luo En��s forehead couldn��t help but sweat a little, and he quickly shook his head in refusal.


    According to the Elf legends, ever since Rose degenerated from the mother of the elves into a spider-shaped goddess, she had gone mad.


    Although Luo En does not know what mental state Rose is in now, he could be sure that this woman must be sick, and pretty severely too.


    After all, looking for a savior for the Elf Clan, who could not find him?


    Because according to ��Poetic Edda�� and the prophecies of the White Frost Era, the ship that sounded the horn of the apocalypse, named Nagilfa, the ship of departed souls, is personally steered by the Evil God Loki.


    That��s right, that person himself.


    To perfectly solve this problem, unless... he and Xili have a child?


    A spark of inspiration crossed Luo En��s mind, and he turned to look at Rose, mulling in his heart.


    Could it be, this was her purpose?


    Sensing the gaze from her boss, Rose seemed to understand something, picked up the Thorny Whip, and with a grim smile, approached the suspended Xili.


    At this moment, due to continuous struggle, the somewhat corrosive spider silk had gradually dissolved Xili��s outer garments, deeply embedding into her chest and groin, displaying a certain kind of oppressing beauty.


    And seeing the cruel and cunning Dark Elves, wielding a whip and coming towards her, Xili instinctively trembled, appearing somewhat pale.


    Seeing Rose misinterpret the intention, Luo En quickly raised his hand to stop:


    ��That��s too brutal. Even torture needs finesse, inflicting physical pain is the lowest method, after all, we have eaten their food, we should be a bit more civilized.��


    ��What do you suggest?��


    Rose lowered her head, willing to learn.


    ��Why don��t you like raising spiders? Send a few to entertain this young lady.�� Luo En answered with a smile, his tone full of ill intent.


    Rose suddenly realized, slightly lifted her hand, and dozens of colorful, fist-sized spiders surged out from under her feet from the Magic Circle Diagram, crawling up the trunk like a tide, and jumped onto Xili��s body.


    Some landed on her shoulders, some burrowed into her clothes, and some simply crawled directly onto Xili��s face...


    As is well known, this type of terrifyingly shaped insect has always had a very strong deterrent effect on women.


    Seeing the huge purple spider on her nose bridge and its all-black bristly hair, Xili��s face rapidly lost color, and she couldn��t help but let out a shrill scream.


    Luo En cleaned out his ears, and once Xili��s lung capacity was exhausted, he then waved off a few of the most mischievous spiders, and smilingly said:


    ��So, can you now tell me why you are here?��


    ��Be-because of a mission. I accepted a task, and the destination is nearby.��


    Xili answered tremblingly, almost about to cry out.


    As a princess pampered and privileged, she had never encountered such a terrifying experience in her life, how could she withstand so many frightening-looking bugs crawling on her face and body?

 Chapter 868: 38: Boss, Is It Convenient to Breed?_3

    Chapter 868: Chapter 38: Boss, Is It Convenient to Breed?_3


    After all, they were just trivial questions and messages, so I might as well say it myself, no need to push through forcibly.


    Seeing the little princess who originally would rather die than yield suddenly bursting into tears and honestly confessing the answer, Rose couldn��t help but feel great admiration for the boss beside her.


    Look, heart-wrenching but not physically harming, that��s what you call professional!


    Indeed, her previous interrogation work was too rough; she should really learn more from this master in the future.


    Luo En, completely unaware that he had been labeled as a ��pervert�� and an ��Evil God,�� continued to question the defeated Xili:


    ��So, do you know the way to Heather Island or not?��


    ��I do. After completing this task, I��m supposed to head to the Tavern on Heather Island for a handover.��


    Xili answered while sobbing, completely devoid of her previous heroic and spirited demeanor.


    ��Then you should have said so earlier.��


    Luo En looked at Xili reproachfully and comfortingly said,


    ��Don��t worry, we really just wanted to ask for directions, no ill intentions. And I��m not some slaver, otherwise why would I be polite to you?��


    Saying that, he gestured for Rose to release the spiderweb and let Xili down.


    As her body landed, Xili gradually suppressed her fear, muster up the courage, and asked skeptically:


    ��What��s up with Celebrian then?��


    Due to some resentment towards a particular Dark Elf who attacked and tortured her, Xili deliberately did not mention Rose in her question.


    ��She��s my friend, invited by me to visit Midgard.�� Luo En half truthfully answered while also casually clearing Rose, ��As for Rose, don��t worry, she is a Believer of Iris rescued from the Dark Elves�� lair. She��s not like those evil Dark Elves, has nowhere to go now, and is serving as my protector.��


    During the conversation, Luo En took out a few items brought from the Dark Elves�� lair for Xili to inspect.


    Along with Rose, an acting master, vouching at the side, Xili quickly dispelled her doubts and sincerely apologized to Luo En for her recklessness.


    Seeing the atmosphere soften, Luo En timely showed his magnanimity and tolerance:


    ��You meant well, and I admire your sense of justice. How about this, you need to complete your assignment before returning to Heather Island, right? How about the three of us help out! After settling things here, shall we travel back to Heather Island together?��


    ��Would that be too much trouble for you?�� Xili was both hesitant and tempted.


    Honestly, this was her first time traveling far, and although her swordsmanship was decent, she lacked experience.


    Both this Dark Elf and Human seemed experienced and capable; having their help would almost guarantee success on her mission.


    It��s just that she had misunderstood them upon first meeting, and it was quite rude to have her sword at an innocent man��s throat in the middle of the night.


    ��It��s fine, it��s on the way.�� Luo En smiled and waved his hand lightly, teasingly blinking. ��Besides, this way, you can also confirm whether I am a slaver or not.��


    Hearing this, Xili sheepishly bowed her head and took her confiscated weapon and belongings rather awkwardly from Luo En.


    However, as she slung the two longswords over her back, due to the large movement, her clothes, which had been eroded by spider silk, could no longer hold and ��ripped�� apart, exposing a large area of pale skin and a delicate clavicle.


    ��Why are you all up so early? Gathered here to do...��


    Just then, Celebrian came over, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and the moment she opened her eyes and saw the situation clearly, her voice suddenly stopped.


    ��It��s not related to me, it��s Rose...��


    Luo En was just about to pass the blame but saw that the Spider Goddess specialized in doing dirty work and bearing the blame had strangely disappeared, leaving him face darkened in frustration as he met Celebrian��s wary and disdainful gaze.


    After a lengthy explanation, together with Xili��s testimony, Celebrian became somewhat convinced and put away her contempt for Luo En.


    Then, she took off her outer coat and wrapped it around Xili��s nearly bare body, led her into the tent to change into a new set of clothes, and whispered among themselves for a while.


    It wasn��t until the Sun fully rose that the two women, having packed their bags, walked out of the tent hand in hand, ready to set off.


    Meanwhile, the previously missing Rose resurfaced without anyone knowing exactly when, shamelessly squeezed into the group of girls, and, relying on her outstanding acting skills, quickly resolved the conflicts, chatting and laughing along with the girls.


    Luo En, left hanging at the back, could only smile helplessly, stood up, and followed the three, heading together towards the distant village.

 Chapter 869: 39 Xili, the Overly Generous with Speed of Light

    Chapter 869: Chapter 39 Xili, the Overly Generous with Speed of Light


    At dawn, the outline of a village materialized amid the hazy fog.


    Scores of simply dressed villagers gathered in front of an ancient treehouse, some whispering secretly, others solemnly waiting.


    A quarter of an hour later, as the fog surrounding the village thickened, an elderly man with a white beard, using a wooden cane, approached the tightly shut doors of the treehouse with some anxiety and knocked:


    ��The time has come.��


    The door opened in response, a young girl wearing a blue floral crown and dressed ornately, led out by two peasant women like a bride prepared for her wedding.


    At the end of the road, a middle-aged man with a beard, having waited for a long time, stepped forward and embraced his daughter, bowing his head to gently kiss her cheek.


    Only when the villagers around them urged did he reluctantly let go of his arms, gazing at his daughter, who was made up beautifully today, and couldn��t help but tear up:


    ��Forgive me, child, your dad had no choice.��


    The girl gently shook her head, raised her hand to wipe away her father��s tears, then took a deep breath and made a resolute reply:


    ��I want to bring redemption to our village!��


    After speaking, she resolutely stepped past her father and walked into the thick fog outside the village.


    An onlooker cloaked in a cape was just about to follow her, but a hand from behind firmly held his shoulder.


    As the girl��s figure was swallowed by the white fog, the watching villagers couldn��t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    According to the ��tradition��, as long as the ritual is completed, the village will be safe for the coming year, and no one will be killed for angering the ��Heavenly God��.


    Anticipating the scenes that would follow, the villagers either shook their heads and left in twos and threes or walked forward to compassionately pat the middle-aged man��s shoulder, or stood at the village entrance waiting for the fog to dissipate...


    However, no one noticed that among the originally watching crowd, it seemed that four figures were missing.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, in the fog-laden forest outside the village.


    The girl, struggling to sacrifice herself to save the villagers, was knocked unconscious with the hilt of a sword, her limp body falling into Rose��s arms.


    Xili pulled down her hood, slightly puzzled, and looked towards the man beside her who claimed to be ��Luo En�� the Human Mage:


    ��Why did you stop me back in the village?��


    Luo En glanced at Xili beside him, advised earnestly:


    ��If you don��t want to cause trouble for your employer, you should keep it low-key.��


    ��Why do you say that?��


    Celebrian also came over, asking curiously.


    Looking at his two naive teammates, who seemed like curious babies, Luo En had no choice but to spell it out:


    ��We talked about it on the road earlier, this village��s tradition has been going on for decades, right?��


    Xili and Celebrian nodded.


    Humans, though numerous, are generally weak individually.


    In remote areas like this small village, they naturally do not have the strength to oppose the monsters in the fog.


    For survival, they can only compromise by selecting a sacrifice from the community to satisfy the monsters�� hunger, ensuring the village��s safety��this is the real truth behind the [tradition].


    Luo En continued to explain: ��It��s been going on for decades, conservatively estimated, nearly one-third of the families in this village have sent their daughters. If we show up grandly, solve the monsters in the fog, and rescue that girl, if you were one of those villagers who lost their daughters, what would you think?��


    Celebrian pondered for a moment, vaguely understanding Luo En��s deep meaning, and slowly said:


    ��Would they feel resentful? Why should my daughter die while his daughter gets to live?��


    Luo En nodded and continued:


    ��Moreover, if they knew that we were demon hunters hired by the girl��s father to disrupt the [tradition], their resentment might turn even greater, possibly even targeting the father and daughter. Hence, for the sake of the employer, it��s better to handle this matter more subtly.��


    ��That��s rather exaggerated, isn��t it? They��re just ordinary people harassed by monsters, even if they want revenge, they should be targeting the monsters, not having such hostility towards their own kind, who are also victims?��


    Xili raised an objection, clearly disbelieving.


    Luo En didn��t argue, but replied with a smile:


    ��Shall we make a bet? If you��re right...��


    ��Your and Celebrian��s debts are written off!��


    Xili immediately hugged Celebrian��s arm, eagerly making her request.


    Due to spending her childhood deep within the Royal Palace, she had lacked playmates and longed for a friend her age.


    Through their interactions over the past two days, the graceful and learned Celebrian had greatly endeared herself. Moreover, being related by the Elf Royal Family Bloodline, there was a subtle kinship between them.


    Especially after learning that Celebrian owed someone a huge debt, Xili was even more eager to help her newly made friend, and today took the opportunity to raise the issue.


    Upon hearing this, Luo En smiled and said, ��And what if you lose?��


    Celebrian wanted to stop the bet, but it was already too late.


    Xili,without waiting for her to speak, patted her chest and made a prompt promise:


    ��I��ll help pay off her debt!��


    ��Deal!��


    Luo En smiled and lifted his hand, decisively high-fiving Xili to seal the bet.


    Seeing matters had reached this point, Celebrian instantly regretted it.


    On the way, Xili noticed her sometimes looking gloomy and couldn��t help but ask why.


    She wasn��t very good at lying, so she had to vaguely explain that she owed someone a huge debt, and it was a bit hard to repay. Today, this righteous human girl took the matter to heart, taking the initiative to offer help.

 Chapter 870: 39 Xili, the Overly Generous with Speed of Light_2

    Chapter 870: Chapter 39 Xili, the Overly Generous with Speed of Light_2


    But little did she know, what she owed was not just ordinary treasure, but centuries of servitude.


    Xili, despite having a considerable family wealth, could not muster an equivalent stake.


    Once she lost, she would likely have to sacrifice herself.


    For now, the only hope was that Xili��s luck would hold and she would win this gamble.


    Just as Celebrian was privately fretting, a low growl emanated from deep within the dense forest, and the surrounding mist boiled and churned like boiling water, morphing into the visages of various beings, both human and beast.


    ��It��s a Fog Demon.��


    Luo En glanced around at the shifting environment and spoke thoughtfully.


    Hearing this, Xili immediately recalled related records from the books.


    Wherever there is dense fog, a Fog Demon might lurk. Swamps, mountain passes, and shores of rivers and lakes all could host them. Without fog, these extraordinary beings known as ��Fog Demons�� could also create or summon dense fog themselves.


    The purpose of the fog is not just for the Fog Demon to hide but also its weapon. They manipulate the fog to isolate travelers, render them unable to see the path, and deaf to all sounds. Like fireflies, they emit a faint glow to lure the lost into their dens in swamps, caves, or ravines.


    In the mystical world, these creatures are excellent Illusionists, but they��re not strong in their own right and pose only limited threats to humans.


    Whether resisting illusions with strong will or using magic and weapons, one can easily scare away these naturally timid creatures.


    However, the creature before them seemed very different from what was recorded.


    The mist it manipulated could encircle an entire human village and even assault passersby.


    ��Constant sacrifices and blood offerings, even a dog can Evolve, let alone a Fog Demon.��


    Luo En explained solemnly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.


    In theory, such random minor monsters should not threaten human settlements.


    But fear broke the will of the villagers, making them afraid to resist, afraid to venture out; they could only choose to sacrifice flesh to feed the tiger, feeding the Fog Demon with living people, allowing it to grow stronger and stronger until it became a monster that loomed large over several kilometers.


    Feeling the atmosphere around growing increasingly oppressive, a sound of limbs scraping and climbing came from a cave ahead, prompting Luo En to caution in a deep voice:


    ��Careful, it��s coming!��


    Xili nodded, swiftly drew her Silver Sword from behind, and downed a Magic Potion pulled from her bosom.


    Under the catalyzation of the Magic Potion, her originally emerald green eyes transformed into beast-like vertical pupils, effortlessly piercing through the foggy barrier and capturing the surrounding environment at a glance.


    Simultaneously, a silvery-gray Spirit light coursed around her, making her steps light and brisk, her movements elusive, almost disjoint from the environment.


    ����Ancient Blood.


    A very rare talent, those with this Bloodline can control time and space, even reaching realms unattainable even for the Elf Sage.


    Alas, few inheritors of the bloodline can awaken and control this formidable power, and it seems Xili is one of the rare exceptions in thousands of years.


    Yet her control appeared unpracticed, and for now, she could only briefly stimulate it through a Magic Potion.


    Moreover, she had prematurely drunk the Magic Potion before meeting the enemy, wasting precious time to activate her bloodline, which just goes to show her lack of experience in combat.


    Following behind, Luo En made a silent assessment and then turned to look at Celebrian.


    In comparison, the performance of this Elf Princess was much more commendable.


    Though she had entered combat readiness, she remained relatively relaxed, cradling a beautifully crafted Elf Bow in her hand, her right hand on the bowstring, and instinctively using the surrounding obstacles for cover.


    As they approached the cave mouth, a massive, centipede-like beast, tens of meters long, burst out of the fog violently, with three pairs of deformed arms fiercely swatting towards the outsiders who had disturbed its offerings.


    Xili, first to react, somersaulted neatly to avoid the attack, while her glowing Silver Sword stabbed into the Fog Demon��s underbelly.


    With the sword withdrawn, a great gush of red-black filthy blood spurted from the wound, sizzling as it spilled onto the ground.


    ��Pfft! Pfft!��


    Simultaneously, two Elf Secret Arrows swiftly pierced its eye sockets, blinding it instantly.


    Stricken by consecutive injuries, the Fog Demon howled in agony, its three deformed arms flailing wildly.


    But Xili nimbly avoided each strike, cutting off those limbs with reverse swings.


    Thus, under the tight coordination of an Elf Archer and a Demon Hunter, the seemingly formidable Fog Demon was easily overpowered.


    Xili stepped forward to plant her foot on the monster��s thick neck, raising her silver Longsword to deliver the Fog Demon a fatal blow, aiming to end the battle once and for all.


    However, just as Xili raised her Longsword, the Fog Demon��s deformed human-like head contorted, and its mouth issued a chorus of male and female pleas:


    ��Don��t...��


    ��Stop...��


    ��Save me! Save me!��


    In a haze, Xili saw a series of anguished faces on that face.


    There were travelers, young girls, old men, children...


    ��Pff!��


    With the dull sound of a blade piercing flesh, the struggling deformed head rolled off from the severed neck.


    Xili, as if awakened from a dream, stared at the sharp forelimb nearly poking her eye out, and couldn��t help but break out in a cold sweat.


    That was close!


    Any later, and she might have been skewered by that thing.


    And behind her, Celebrian couldn��t help feeling a bit scared herself.


    Just now, she too was confused by the monster��s plea, losing her concentration for a moment.


    At this moment, Luo En stepped forward and gave a poor review, annoyed:


    ��Asked you to protect the Mage, but look at you, in the end, it��s me, the Mage, wielding a knife to protect you all��fail!��


    Chided by Luo En, Celebrian and Xili felt their faces burn with shame and found it hard to bear.


    Although their strength was not bad and their potential was noteworthy, due to their pampered lives, they severely lacked experience in dealing with enemies, which brought down the overall level.


    Seeing that the two had somewhat reined in their arrogance after this lesson, Luo En bent down to pick up the death-staring head of the Fog Demon and spoke to them:


    ��Let��s go, we should check on the village now.��


    Xili snapped back to reality, suddenly realizing:


    There seemed to be a bet waiting for her in the village.


    She shouldn��t lose, right?


    The young Demon Hunter muttered in her heart, then followed with some trepidation.


    ~~


    As the three just left the dense forest, violent cursing came from the entrance of the village.


    ��How dare you defy tradition, desecrating the Heavenly God!��


    A group of furious villagers picked up stones from the ground and threw them at Rose who was holding the Sacrifice.


    As Rose had not received orders to attack the villagers, she could only dodge repeatedly.


    But in the chaos, several villagers, grinding their teeth, pulled out Feces Forks and Daggers, stabbing at Rose and the young girl, trying to continue the Sacrifice so the ��Heavenly God�� in the mist wouldn��t punish them.


    ��Enough!��


    A bulging package accompanied by a cold shout flew out of the woods, knocking down several villagers who had rushed forward with weapons.


    Xili, who could no longer tolerate it, drew her Steel Sword, opened the bundle, revealing the hideous head of the Fog Demon, and roared:


    ��Look clearly, there is no Heavenly God at all, that��s just a Fog Demon!��


    Seeing the bloodied head on the ground, the villagers who were just shouting moments ago suddenly trembled, their bodies shivering as they tried to justify their actions:


    ��This is tradition, you have violated tradition.��


    ��Tradition? The tradition of feeding your own people to monsters so you can grovel for survival?��


    Xili angrily retorted, her gaze at the villagers filled with disdain,


    ��You have the guts to turn knives against your own people, why don��t you have the courage to fight the monsters in the woods and fight for a way out for everyone? A bunch of cowards who only bully the weak and fear the strong!��


    Seeing the explosion-prone Princess about to rant, Luo En quickly held her down, glanced at the trembling villagers, and said in a grave voice:


    ��Gentlemen, my apologies, we are just passing travelers, happened to pass through your village, our goods were destroyed, and we��re not in a good mood.��


    Hearing Luo En��s self-introduction and his gentle tone, the villagers, originally intimidated by the force, suddenly grew righteous:


    ��Outsiders? Who let you interrupt the ritual! Get out!��


    ��Yeah, get out!��


    Facing the abuse, Luo En gave a slight smile, a huge Magic Circle Diagram enveloping the entire village:


    ��Leaving is possible, but the one who destroyed our cargo is your nurtured Heavenly God, a compensation of thirty thousand Gold Coins, who will settle the bill?��


    Feeling the aura of Destruction overhead, the villagers�� faces turned ashen, looking helplessly at each other.

 Chapter 871: 40 Are You a Succubus?

    Chapter 871: Chapter 40 Are You a Succubus?


    On the spacious road, a robust donkey pulled a fully laden cart, creaking over the frozen hard ground, steadily advancing against the setting sun.


    The middle-aged man with a thinning hairline and scruffy beard sat on the cart��s shaft, generously stuffing two carrots into the donkey��s mouth from the bag slung over his shoulder, ensuring the beast of burden was well-fed and could hasten its pace.


    As the sights around them gradually faded and the familiar homeland completely sunk below the horizon, the middle-aged man looked at his daughter nestled by his side and felt not a trace of nostalgia for his birthplace but rather a sense of relief at having escaped a cage.


    All thanks to a few reliable and kind-hearted Demon Hunters from Heather Island; otherwise, his daughter, and even his own life, would have been forfeited in the village today.


    Meanwhile, inside the carriage.


    Xili pushed aside the surrounding eggs, fruit, and dried meat��rural specialties��and repeatedly counted the nearly full carriage of gold, silver, and copper coins, along with some shiny gemstone jewelry, her pretty face flushed with excitement.


    As the Princess of Sintra Kingdom, she wasn��t short on money, but earning a considerable amount through her skills was quite fulfilling.


    A pity that the origin of the money wasn��t exactly legitimate.


    Xili, putting down a handful of gold, silver, and copper coins, hesitantly asked Luo En:


    ��Isn��t it a bit excessive to rob the entire village when we��re supposed to be removing demons?��


    ��Isn��t what I��m doing exactly that��removing demons?��


    Luo En, biting into an apple, casually countered,


    ��You don��t think that only non-human creatures are demons, do you?��


    Xili, catching the implication, suddenly understood.


    That��s right.


    Demons kill people; people kill people. Aren��t those villagers who��ve lost their sense of right and wrong, who dare not resist the Fog Demon, and instead turn their knives against the weaker, just another kind of demon in human skin?


    With this realization, any remaining pity Xili felt for the villagers evaporated.


    She glanced down at the gold, silver, and copper coins nearly reaching up to her calves in the carriage and still found it hard to agree with some of Luo En��s actions:


    ��But isn��t it too harsh? Claiming we were passing merchants and using the excuse that our goods were damaged by the Witch Demon to extort 30,000 Gold Coin from them.��


    ��We might not be merchants, but there were quite a few merchants and travelers who got dragged into caves as food for that Fog Demon. If you think about it, if it weren��t for these stupid villagers�� years of wicked rituals, that small Fog Demon wouldn��t have caused such chaos, tormenting everyone.��


    Luo En casually replied, while still nibbling on the apple,


    ��We solved their problem, only asked them for a bit of labor and mental compensation. The fact that we didn��t set their houses on fire as well makes us merciful.��


    ��That��s what you call merciful?��


    Glancing at the carriage filled with gold and jewels and recalling the villagers�� tears and their gazes as if sending off a plague god, Xili started to question if someone was boasting.


    Although they hadn��t managed to collect the full 30,000 Gold Coin, and they hadn��t driven the entire village to death, after Luo En��s ��friendly persuasion�� to donate and turning the place upside down, Xili estimated they had taken at least eighty percent of the village��s wealth, instantly turning a previously well-off village into a struggling group hovering on the edge of poverty.


    Hearing the questioning, Luo En picked up some exquisitely made, elegantly styled jewelry from the miscellaneous pile and tossed them to Xili:


    ��Look carefully, how could so many precious pieces of jewelry appear in such an impoverished hamlet? Those villagers might not dare to fight the Fog Demon, but they had probably profited nicely under its shadow. This stuff wasn��t rightfully theirs, so what��s the problem with me taking it? Plus, it��s for their own good; they should be thanking me!��


    ��How do you figure?��


    Xili, having learned from past lessons, didn��t retort but instead adopted an attitude eager to learn.


    Luo En, throwing away the apple core, said with a cold snort:


    ��Using human sacrifices for the Fog Demon can be seen as minor or major. Minor, as in being deceived by the monster, the ignorant are innocent; major, as in conducting wicked rituals, plotting to steal wealth and lives, and defiling the gods, a crime unforgivable. This time it��s Demon Hunters who��ve come, solvable with money; but if it gets too big and Temple warriors come, killing their entire families wouldn��t be too much!��


    ��Shhh~~��


    Xili imagined such a possibility and couldn��t help but gasp.


    Yes, this World has True Gods.


    And a lot of them!


    Moreover, they take faith very seriously and loathe heretical worship.


    If the Temple warriors were indeed to come upon receiving news, simply on the charge of heretical worship, they could slaughter the whole village.


    In some sense, the fellow in front of her really did save the lives of the entire village.


    At this moment, Luo En presented facts and reasoned:


    ��See, they just spent a little money to buy back their lives. Plus, we helped them erase all traces of the Fog Demon and took away the wealth that could lead to more problems. Considering they learned a lesson from this, they surely wouldn��t dare associate with that Fog Demon again, and the last of the troubles are gone. Compared to this service, this investment-to-return ratio, are 30,000 Gold Coin too much to ask for?��


    ��Not at all!��


    Xili nodded vigorously, sincerely exclaiming,


    ��Even 100,000 Gold Coin would be worth it!��


    Hearing this and seeing Xili��s gaze, which seemed somewhat admiring, Rose who was at the side silently gave her new boss a thumbs up.


    The man sold out others and made them help count the money, and feel grateful for it!


    Truly someone more vicious, shameless, and cunning than she��a genuine Evil God.


    Meanwhile, Celebrian couldn��t help but put her hand to her forehead, somewhat unable to bear the sight of a bamboozled Xili.

 Chapter 872: 40 Are You a Succubus?_2

    Chapter 872: Chapter 40 Are You a Succubus?_2


    After all, she was an Elf in her thirties, not as nai?ve as Xili.


    Punishing those villagers and looting their gold and silver treasures was originally Luo En��s sole purpose, claiming that it would spare the villagers from future disasters was just putting the cart before the horse, an excuse to beautify his actions.


    With Celebrian��s slight cough, Xili seemed to remember something, hit her head, and generously said to Luo En:


    ��Aren��t you in desperate need of money? Take these in the carriage, they��re all yours, since I didn��t contribute when we entered the village. Also, when we finish the task on Heather Island, the reward money will be split among us.��


    ��When did I ever say I was short of money?�� Luo En was completely baffled.


    ��Then why are you knocking on so much?�� Xili was equally perplexed.


    ��I��m not short, but they are.�� Luo En raised his hand, pointing to the employer and his daughter driving the carriage outside the curtain.


    Xili suddenly realized, ��The money you asked for, is it for them?��


    ��What else? In order to hire the Demon Hunter, they probably spent all their savings. Once we��ve made it through, we can��t just leave them homeless, can we? Houses near Heather Island aren��t cheap.��


    Hearing this, Xili��s face flushed with embarrassment.


    She, who lived comfortably, had not thought of this.


    Luo En then took an apple out of the basket and nibbled on it as he added:


    ��Since it was this father who risked his life to bring the Demon Hunter here, solving the village��s Fog Demon problem, naturally, this money belongs to him and his daughter. This can also be considered compensation and gratitude from those villagers, used for their relocation expenses. Fair and reasonable, right?��


    ��You��ve thought all of that through!��


    Xili looked at the man in front of her with increasing admiration.


    During the ��polite fundraising�� process, the father and daughter, being unable to contribute any money after spending all their savings on hiring the Demon Hunter, were forced by Luo En onto the carriage to transport their belongings and work off their debt as laborers.


    Xili thought Luo En was just putting on a full show to avoid suspicion.


    She had not expected that he was not only taking the opportunity to get the father and daughter out of the village to avoid post-incident revenge from the villagers who might have noticed something, but he also had their resettlement funds ready, truly a master of planning ahead.


    Compared to him, her own actions seemed reckless and immature.


    Ashamed, Xili knocked on her head, and then came up with a new question:


    ��So, for that bet, did you also calculate that you��d win?��


    ��Not too stupid.��


    Luo En nodded and explained with a smile,


    ��If those villagers really had the sense of right and wrong, they would have taken up arms to fight the Fog Demon or fled the village by now. Those who stayed are mostly of a cowardly and lowly bloodline, constrained by ��traditions�� for a hundred years or so. Even if you unlock their shackles, their first reaction would not be to thank you, but to turn against the weaker ones.


    Isn��t it normal for you to lose?��


    ��That makes sense.��


    Xili was enlightened, then touched the Silver Sword behind her back feeling somewhat downcast,


    ��So, should I not have shown that kindness? Not only did I put myself in danger, but I also almost harmed the father and daughter.��


    ��It��s not that. There��s nothing wrong with kindness itself. Just need to think more before acting.��


    Luo En shook his head, offering his perspective,


    ��In this world, not all good people will die, nor will all bad people, but the foolish ones usually die first.��


    After listening, Xili was profoundly affected and respectfully bowed her head.


    At this moment, she conceded defeat wholeheartedly and confidently patted her chest, speaking loudly:


    ��Tell me, how much does Celebrian owe you? According to the agreement, I��ll pay it back for her!��


    Luo En responded with a sly smile on his face:


    ��Before betting, you should have asked clearly what exactly Celebrian owes me.��


    Xili��s eyelid twitched, and an ominous premonition arose in her heart, involuntarily turning her head to look at Celebrian in the corner.


    And Celebrian, unable to conceal the matter any longer, could only reveal her own shortcomings with a wry smile, speaking of the debt of gratitude and labor time she owed.


    As the truth was revealed, Xili felt like the sky had fallen.


    Luo En, pretending to be earnest with a bit of malicious pleasure, said:


    ��The final lesson: ten bets, nine deceits, you��d better play less in the future.��


    Watching Xili sign the mercenary contract with a gloomy face and then burying herself in Celebrian��s embrace with a wail, Luo En lifted the curtain with a clear and refreshed spirit, chatting with the middle-aged driver about family matters.


    And Rose, who had also witnessed the drama unfold, stepped out of the carriage, her heart brimming with contentment.


    ��Here, this is for you, very sweet.��


    A fair little hand came from the side, handing over a golden yellow pear. The flaxen-haired young girl gratefully looked at the Dark Elf big sister who had saved her.


    Along the way, she had learned the gist of the situation from her father and was full of gratitude for the Demon Hunters who had eradicated the Fog Demon and saved her and the village.


    Rose was about to refuse, but her hand impulsively accepted the pear.


    She bit into it, and the sweet juice burst in her mouth, bringing strips of pleasure and satisfaction.


    It felt like an experience she had not had for a very long time, as if a voice deep in her heart echoed in the unknown.


    Seeing Rose a bit distracted, Luo En couldn��t help but sit over and ask:


    ��What��s wrong?��


    Rose came back to her senses, shook her head to indicate she was fine, and then pointed to the carriage, changing the subject,


    ��My Lord, a mortal girl like her, even with some talent, isn��t worth you personally contracting, right?��


    ��You don��t understand, they have more uses than you think.��


    Luo En replied vaguely, his eyes mysteriously gleaming.

 Chapter 873: 40 Are You a Succubus?_3

    Chapter 873: Chapter 40 Are You a Succubus?_3


    Coveting Celebrian, Rose, Xili, and the others for their beauty and bodies is not his intention.


    What he truly cares about is the [Destiny Weights] and [Possibility] imparted upon these women.


    As Hecate once advised him, Fate is never unfair, the attention and power bestowed upon different lives are also unequal.


    And due to certain reasons, the Nordic World has undergone anomalies, making the course of Fate even more elusive and unpredictable.


    Whether he can gather enough shares of destiny before the twilight of the gods descends and thus intervene in the trajectory of Heavenly Destiny, is crucial for the layout of the Future.


    On the other hand, having these [Variables] from outside the Nordic World in his own hands is better than falling into the hands of others.


    Moreover, stacking these [Variables] together, what kind of impact it would have on Heavenly Destiny and how it would alter the future, are issues Luo En needs to clarify.


    If utilized properly, these three cards in hand could potentially play an unexpected role.


    ��Perhaps bait more [Variables] and [Heavenly Destiny People]?


    If he gathers enough shares of the [Guild], he might be able to kick Olvir and the Norn Three Goddesses aside and become the chairman of the Nordic World himself, deciding how the [Great Chorale] will be composed in the Future.


    ~~~


    Some ten days later.


    A verdant island appeared on the horizon; its lofty city walls embedded with all kinds of magic power crystals, occasionally reflecting dazzlingly beautiful colors.


    A crowd of merchants, pilgrims, or tourists was entering and exiting the towering city gates, bustling and lively.


    Arriving at Heather Island!


    Looking at the familiar ground drastically different from his memory, Luo En couldn��t help but feel a mix of emotions.


    After instructing Rose and Celebrian to settle the father-daughter duo and Xili to hand in the mission, he walked directly towards the Fertility Temple he once knew.


    However, the building before his eyes surprised him greatly.


    The solemn and sacred Holy Hall from his memory had been transformed into a bustling Guild.


    Merchants exchanged information and goods, or collected trading documents from tellers of different races at the counters, preparing to buy low and sell high for great profits.


    Looking at the huge wolf statues on both sides of the stairs, Luo En knew all too well: this must be the handiwork of his good daughter, Heluo.


    I told you to develop a commercial faith, not to actually become a merchant.


    Luo En muttered to himself and approached a counter where a teller girl with Dwarf characteristics inquired:


    ��Is Lady Heluo available? I��d like to meet her.��


    ��Sorry, Lady Heluo is dealing with a large order from Dwarf Country and is not currently in Central Earth.��


    The Dwarf girl flipping through the records answered seriously and kindly reminded,


    ��Moreover, even if Lady Heluo returns, it would be difficult to schedule an appointment with her.��


    ��Why?��


    ��Because Lady Heluo��s guest list is already full for the next 30 years. Without a special reason, she won��t meet with outsiders.��


    Hearing this, Luo En couldn��t help but laugh and cry.


    Unbelievable that in just over a hundred years, his daughter��s status and self-importance had risen so much.


    Never mind, he still didn��t know how to face Hela, so it��s just as well not seeing Heluo for now.


    After giving up the thought of reuniting with his foster daughter, Luo En walked out of the Guild and arrived at the Tavern where he had agreed to meet Xili, Rose, and Celebrian.


    Calling it a [Tavern] might be more aptly referred to as an [Adventurer��s Guild].


    Upon entering, fully armed Human Warriors and Magicians, distinct Dwarfs, Half-Elves, Elves, and demigods were everywhere.


    Some were drinking, others were recruiting teammates, some were receiving and handling missions...


    Watching the extraordinarily lively hall, Luo En��s eyes flickered.


    On the way, Xili had told him the [Tavern] was established by none other than his good daughter Heluo.


    The Guild funded and maintained the operation of the [Tavern], and regularly posted tasks offering generous rewards to attract adventurers from the Nine Great Kingdoms to complete assignments.


    Over the past hundred years, as the Guild expanded, [Taverns] also spread across the Nine Great Kingdoms, becoming a platform for different races to trade and interact.


    It must be said, Heluo turning the temple into a Guild, thereby shifting her realm of faith from overt to covert, was indeed a masterstroke.


    Not only did this avoid competing in a faith race with the Asa Divine Race, but it also didn��t leave any flaws.


    This girl, full of sly ideas.


    Luo En sighed at his foster daughter��s growth, and his gaze quickly found Xili at a counter, chatting leisurely with the female bartender.


    She was a tall, voluptuous woman with brown skin, her nimble hands easily concocting a beautifully layered cocktail of varying colors.


    Cocktail?


    Could she also be a [Variable] related to [Destiny]?


    Luo En paused, and without making a sound, walked over.


    ��You��re here?��


    Seeing Luo En arrive, Xili excitedly waved, pointing to the female bartender behind her and introduced,


    ��This is Ulu, a friend of my godmother Yenifa, currently working at the Tavern.��


    ��Luo En, a pleasure to meet you.��


    Luo En reached out his hand proactively, and the female bartender also responded with a polite smile.


    However, the moment their skins touched, Luo En felt as if an electric current surged through his body, making his blood, muscles, and even his soul resonate with pleasure.


    At the same time, longstanding repressed desires surged within him, giving him an odd impulse to overpower the female bartender right there.


    A humanoid succubus?


    As this thought emerged in his head, Luo En quickly let go, looking oddly at the female bartender with a brown complexion.


    Meanwhile, the bartender also quickly withdrew her arm, her face flushed, her eyes softening like a pool of spring water, her body trembling slightly.


    It seemed her reaction from this contact was even more intense,


    What was going on?


    The sudden situation filled Luo En with confusion, making him even more intensely curious about this strange female bartender.

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    Chapter 874: Chapter 41: Sister-in-law, your sister is awesome!


    After avoiding that strange contact, Ulu suppressed the unfounded thoughts rising in her heart and took the lead to change the subject:


    ��You and Xili��s matter, I��ve already heard about it.��


    ��So, you��re here to help her get her face back?��


    Luo En raised an eyebrow.


    Unexpectedly, Ulu gently shook her head:


    ��Of course not, I should be the one to thank you. Without your help, the Demon Extermination Task couldn��t have been completed successfully. With Xili��s temperament, who knows what kind of trouble she might have stirred up.��


    Luo En was a bit surprised upon hearing this:


    ��She has to serve me according to the bet, you don��t object?��


    ��Fair is fair, she must shoulder the trouble she caused herself. I��m neither her parent nor a relative, where do I have the right to meddle? Besides, it��s a lesson learned; this may even help change her impetuous nature, which can be a good thing for her future growth.��


    Ulu answered indifferently, then a touch of a smile appeared in her emerald-green eyes,


    ��Besides, that girl admires you a lot. She probably can��t wait to go on adventures with you, so she doesn��t have to return to that cage at Sintra Palace. She finds it more painful than death to learn court etiquette from the maids day in and day out.��


    Luo En then came to a realisation.


    No wonder Xili, knowing well she had to work off her debt, signed the contract so readily. It turns out, like Celebrian, she��s a rebellious young girl looking for an excuse to run away from home.


    Luo En countered: ��Aren��t you afraid I��m a bad person?��


    ��I have a rough understanding of the contract, and the demands aren��t excessive. Plus, she has been under your care along the way.��


    Ulu maintained her smile, her gaze reflecting a wise insight into the facts,


    ��Furthermore, if you really had bad intentions, the girl would have gotten herself into deep trouble on the night she tried to attack you. How could she have safely made it back to Heather Island? Obviously, your character is beyond question, and I feel at ease entrusting her to you.��


    This sincere response, along with the well-founded analysis, made Luo En��s favorable impression of the female bartender climb without him realizing it.


    Having grown accustomed to the Nordic World��s proclivity for fighting at the drop of a hat, it was rare to encounter such a rational and enlightened character.


    Moreover, whether in tone or etiquette, the other party��s demeanor exuded an ease and elegance befitting a lady from a noble family, making for a very comfortable association.


    However... what does she mean by entrusting her to me?


    Luo En looked back at Xili, who was obliviously gulping down Honey Wine at the table and couldn��t help but feel a mix of amusement and helplessness.


    Adding it all up �C the Warner Divine Race Princess Freya, the Asa Divine Race Princess Hela, the Dwarf Clan Princess Eden, the Elf Clan Princess Celebrian, the Giant Clan Princess ��Angelboda��, and now this Human Kingdom Princess Xili... he was practically running a princess haven.


    ��She��s the princess of Sintra, following me around on a whim?��


    ��Her temperament is not suitable for a princess; it��s good for her to gain some experience with you first. As for the Empress and her teacher Yenifa, I will explain to them, please rest assured.��


    Ulu gave another thoughtful answer.


    At the same time, her hands danced gracefully like a butterfly through flowers, mixing Honey Wine, Malt Wine, fruit juices, and other drinks in various proportions. Quickly, she concocted a cocktail shining with seven layers of iridescent light and pushed it towards Luo En:


    ��[Bifrost], please enjoy. This one��s on me, as thanks for taking care of the child on the road.��


    Overwhelmed by the hospitality, Luo En gladly accepted the cocktail named after the ��Rainbow Bridge��, lifting the crystal glass to carefully taste.


    The drink was refreshing and sweet to start, rich in its complexity in the middle, and had a long, smooth aftertaste �C indeed a fine beverage.


    Encountering the familiar cocktail from memory, Luo En, cheered by the slight buzz of alcohol, requested bartending tools and some ingredients from Ulu and casually prepared a blue cocktail:


    ��[Margarita], as a gesture of reciprocation.��


    Ulu picked up the glass in surprise and took a sip.


    The taste was sweet and sour, rich in flavor, with a refreshing lemon zest and a unique aroma of fruity wine. The nuanced addition of a pinch of sea salt made for a masterful touch, enhancing the layered complexity of the cocktail.


    After finishing the drink, Ulu was utterly impressed, praising Luo En who stood before the counter sincerely:


    ��You really are knowledgeable, even mastering such a niche skill as bartending.��


    ��Just a little bit, you are the real expert here.��


    Luo En, somewhat embarrassed by the praise, responded modestly.


    He was merely picking up techniques from future mixology masters but considered Ulu, the one before him, the true innovator who grasped the art out of nowhere and self-taught.


    Yet, Ulu mistook this for Luo En��s humility and her admiration increased. She couldn��t help but chuckle behind her hand:


    ��It��s rare to find someone as modest and as accomplished as you. Now I understand why Xili holds you in such high esteem. If I were her age, I would definitely be following behind you as well.��


    ��Ulu Auntie!��


    Mentioned and teased repeatedly, Xili could no longer pretend to be an ostrich, she turned her head to object, her pale face slightly flushed from the alcohol.


    The two adults at the bar exchanged a knowing smile, finding the situation quite amusing.


    Under the scrutiny of four sets of eyes, Xili couldn��t hold out, waved her hands repeatedly, and embarrassedly tried to change the subject:


    ��Enough, Aunt Ulu, let��s talk business. I��ve already completed your request, so now, as per the agreement, shouldn��t you tell me what I want to know?��

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    Chapter 875: Chapter 41 Elder Sister-in-law, Your Sister is Awesome!_2


    ��Don��t rush, little one.��


    Ulu smiled soothingly, looking up as if predicting the arrival of the petite figure hastening through the door,


    ��Look, here they come,��


    At this moment, the Dwarf girl who once had an encounter with Luo En at the Guild briskly walked into the Tavern and placed a thick stack of commission letters onto the bar, then promptly addressed the people in the tavern:


    ��Gentlemen, a massive Dragon Disaster has erupted in Dwarf Country! It has already destroyed over a dozen Dwarf villages and blocked the trade routes between Dwarf Country and Midgard. The Guild is issuing an urgent bounty, calling adventurers of all levels to slay dragons! Rewards will be distributed based on the strength of the Dragon Beasts, and you can also pick a Magic Weapon produced by the Dwarfs�� workshop for free!


    If you manage to kill an Upper Giant Dragon with a [True Name], you will receive a reward of three hundred thousand Gold Coins and a Divine Artifact custom-made by the craftsmen of Dwarf Country!��


    Upon hearing the announcement from the young cashier, adventurers from various kingdoms in the tavern exploded in excitement.


    Three hundred thousand Gold Coins and a custom-made Divine Artifact!


    The rewards for this mission were incredibly generous, essentially securing a worry-free life for the successful.


    Even if they couldn��t snag the ultimate prize, just killing one or two rampaging Dragon Beasts would bring substantial rewards.


    As is widely known, Dragonkin have a penchant for collecting treasures; slaying them was akin to uncovering a treasure trove.


    Moreover, the bodies of Dragonkin were also extremely valuable; Dragon Blood was a high-grade material for drawing Magic Circle Diagrams and scrolls, Dragon Meat was highly nourishing, and Dragon Scales and Dragon Horns could be used to craft Armor and weapons; indeed, their entire body was a treasure.


    Plus, after completing the mission, one could also collect a Reward from the Tavern, making it a threefold victory.


    Numerous adventurers with sparkling eyes rushed to the counter, grabbed the commission letters, and hurried towards the Magic Array, fearing that others might get ahead of them.


    However, more experienced adventurers did not rush to act; they either gathered information, pulled together teams, or purchased supplies in advance.


    High return comes with high risk, and the Guild, though wealthy, was not purely benevolent.


    The lavish rewards were enough to showcase the urgency of the situation and the difficulty of the mission.


    After all, Dragonkin ranked just below Giants and the gods in terms of individual strength!


    Ordinary adventurers facing such top-tier mystical creatures were barely enough to fill a small gap.


    Money and Divine Artifacts were tempting, but one must also survive to claim them.


    Meanwhile, as adventurers in the Tavern each took their actions, Ulu also took a commission letter from the counter and handed it to Xili:


    ��To lift the Curse on Yenifa, you��ll need Dragon Blood, specifically from an Upper Giant Dragon with a [True Name]. According to my divination, you might try your luck in Dwarf Country.��


    ��That��s it? Why didn��t you say so earlier.��


    Xili, while taking the commission letter, couldn��t help but complain,


    ��You��re a friend of my teacher after all, making me go around in circles before helping. I made a wasted trip to that village and even got myself embroiled,��


    Upon hearing this, Ulu shook his head and said sternly:


    ��I may be close to Yenifa, but friendship is friendship, and business is business, everything has a price. If you want my help, you must provide equivalent labor, this is for your good. Things that come too easily often bear significant hidden risks.��


    Luo En, listening to Ulu��s thoughtful words, found them profoundly true.


    Having lived in the Nordic World for so long, he had also come to understand the underlying rules of this world.


    As a world born from Sacrifice, its foundational code naturally revolves around [Sacrifice] and [Exchange], especially evident within its mystical system.


    The more easily obtained, the more likely it harbors hidden risks.


    Thus, a mutually indebted [Exchange] is truly in Xili��s best interest.


    Moreover, when Xili had just arrived, the Dragon Disaster in Dwarf Country had not yet escalated. Even if Ulu wanted to help, there probably wasn��t an appropriate opportunity.


    Unfortunately, Xili, still too young, failed to grasp this profound principle and felt that Yenifa��s friend seemed somewhat unapproachable.


    Seeing the atmosphere grow a bit tense, Luo En took the initiative to change the subject:


    ��By the way, what happened with your teacher��s Curse that it requires Dragon Blood to dispel?��


    ��That��s a long story.��


    Turning around, Xili began to recount the whole incident to Luo En.


    Since Yenifa became her godmother and teacher, she stayed in the Sintra Kingdom and became a Court Mage.


    However, having taken up such a position and getting involved in worldly royal power struggles was inevitably fraught with conflict.


    Months ago, several Northern Kingdoms sent distress letters, alleging that a very powerful group of foreign Magicians was causing trouble in the Northern Realm and spreading heretical beliefs. Consequently, Yenifa led several High Order Mages from the Warlock Brotherhood to the scene to confront these foreigners.


    In the end, although the Warlock Brotherhood narrowly won, they were all cursed mysteriously, suffering blindness, paralysis, or mental derangement.


    On Yenifa herself, her skin hardened and grew strange scales.


    After listening, Luo En frowned and asked,


    ��Where did those foreigners come from?��


    Xili shook her head, somewhat helplessly:


    ��Not sure, I only heard from my teacher that they called themselves [Lake Fairy], and most members were women.��


    Hearing the name of this organization, Luo En suddenly felt a sense of the absurd.


    Lake Fairy? Good heavens, could it be those who created King Arthur from Avalon Island?

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    Chapter 876: Chapter 41 Elder Sister-in-law, Your Sister is Awesome!_3


    Has the Ireland-Celtic system from the Divine Era come knocking?


    After pondering for a moment, Luo En shook his head to dismiss the idea.


    It must be just some initial folk contact, if there were truly experts involved, the few onions from the Warlock Brotherhood would not have the ability to win this spell battle.


    At this moment, Xili interrupted the small talk and moved on to the main topic:


    ��Enough about that, I need to make a quick trip to the Dwarf Country to fetch Dragon Blood to break my mentor��s curse.��


    ��That sounds good, I��ll accompany you, it��s better to have someone to watch your back on the road.�� Luo En nodded in response.


    ��Really?�� A series of delightful surprise surfaced on Xili��s face.


    ��Considering how much you owe me for my services, wouldn��t I be at a loss if something happened to you?��


    Luo En rolled his eyes and scoffed, but his mind was actually pondering something else.


    According to the little miss at the Guild counter, Heluo was negotiating business in the Dwarf Country, and with her ability, taking care of a few Giant Dragons would be a breeze.


    However, she planned to issue a notice, widely recruiting Adventurers for dragon slaying.


    This was enough proof that the outbreak of the Dragon Disaster was not as simple as it appeared on the surface; there might be other hidden undercurrents.


    To be safe, he needed to pay a visit to the Dwarf Country to investigate the true nature of the situation.


    But Xili was obviously unaware of Luo En��s purpose for the trip, which was for another female, and thought he was just worried about her safety.


    Instantly, her heart fluttered like a startled deer, and she couldn��t help but steal glances at the handsome profile beside her.


    Unaware of her thoughts, Luo En saw Celebrian and Rose, who had just managed to settle down the father and daughter duo, coming to gather at the Tavern, and immediately showed his decisiveness:


    ��Pair up in twos, take three hours to prepare supplies, and after the time is up, meet up in front of the teleportation circle!��


    The four who were gathering nodded to each other, Xili quickly clung to the close Celebrian, while Luo En was paired up with Rose.


    Just as they were about to leave, a crisp call came from behind:


    ��Wait a moment!��


    Under everyone��s gaze, Ulu stepped out from behind the counter, measured the four with a look, and said solemnly:


    ��You all possess considerable strength, if possible, I��d like to ask you to investigate the true story behind the Dwarf Dragon Disaster and solve this calamity from its roots.��


    ��A personal request?��


    ��Sort of.��


    ��And the price? Everything has its price.��


    Looking at Luo En��s half-smiling face, Ulu caught on and spoke with a smile:


    ��A special concoction?��


    ��No, my service isn��t that cheap; you have to add money.��


    ��Then what do you want?��


    ��A fixed answer is boring, I prefer unexpected surprises.��


    Luo En thought for a moment, a lightbulb went off in his head,


    ��How about this, after we leave, you close your eyes and then reopen them, and the first thing you see will belong to me.��


    ��An interesting proposition, it��s a deal.�� Ulu readily agreed.


    As she watched the four walk out of the Tavern, she gently closed her eyes.


    To be honest, ever since she assumed that position, everything in her eyes seemed set in stone, as if the World was a static painting, devoid of anything worth looking forward to.


    Unexpectedly, in the few hours she spent with this man, her long-stagnant heart actually rippled, and a long-missed passion and curiosity arose within her.


    What could the price possibly be?


    Ulu looked down and pulled open a drawer, ready to randomly pick the [Reward] to be paid.


    Inside were Coins and gemstones of different denominations, items submitted by Adventurers, as well as her own treasured collectibles... Whether she could draw a big prize depended on that person��s luck.


    Just as Ulu was calming her emotions and prepared to open her eyes, an abrupt voice came from behind:


    ��Big sis, I��ve found our younger sister!��


    ��Where?��


    Ulu instinctively turned her head, and the sight of her second sister, with bright brown hair and blue eyes, entered her vision.


    As her gaze settled, the Goddess crest shaped like a blue diamond gemstone suddenly appeared on the forehead of the gentle girl, with a circle of unique golden light that resembled chains extending around it.


    Seeing this scene before her, Ulu��s complexion changed drastically.


    Damn it! How could the price apply to Belldandy?

 Chapter 877: 42 Isnt it easy to think of bad things?

    Chapter 877: Chapter 42 Isn��t it easy to think of bad things?


    ��Big sister, what��s wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?��


    Belldandy looked worriedly at her sister whose expression had suddenly turned uncertain and couldn��t help but step forward to ask with concern.


    The bartender Ulu, or rather the former Goddess Urd, snapped back to reality, pointing at the flame-like mark on her sister��s forehead, and said with frustration:


    ��This is a major problem!��


    Then, she told her sister about the terms and process of a contract she had made with someone, growing more depressed as she spoke.


    Centuries ago, the youngest sister Scouty suddenly vanished to escape responsibility. Belldandy, afraid that Father God would punish Scouty upon awakening, pleaded with the eldest sister Urd to co-author the ��Great Chorale��.


    Urd, unable to resist further, had to agree.


    As a result, their irregular actions led to severe disruptions in the Nordic World, and the originally orderly ��Great Chorale�� was gradually altered beyond recognition.


    To find the source of the anomalies and restore the increasingly chaotic Fate back to its proper path, sisters Urd and Belldandy traced the root causes all the way to Heather Island.


    Over the centuries that followed, they indeed found and interacted with some elements that disturbed Fate.


    Such as Wise Wolf Helo, the magician Yenifa, and Princess Xili of Cintra.


    Beyond those, however, they made no further gains.


    In order to resolve the matter from its roots, Urd reluctantly disguised herself as Ulu, a bartender, and waited on Heather Island, hoping to discover something.


    Gradually, she grew accustomed to life on Heather Island, came to love her bartending job, and became more and more human-like.


    It was during this time that she and observer targets like the magician Yenifa and Wise Wolf Helo became closer and formed a sort of friendship.


    The little girl Xili, because her body carried the Ancient Blood with properties of Fate, made Urd, the Fate Goddess, feel a special affinity.


    Thus, Urd cared about Xili as if she were her own younger sister, occasionally guiding her at the crossroads of fate.


    However, Urd had not expected that her whimsical intervention today, intended to help, not only failed to do much but also ended up endangering her own sister Belldandy.


    What was even stranger was that with the Power of Fate they both possessed, they couldn��t erase the Divine Pattern representing the contract. Instead, it further integrated with the Destiny Divine Power inside Belldandy.


    Seeing that they couldn��t forcibly break the contract, Urd thought for a moment, then a lightbulb went off in her mind:


    ��There��s another way!��


    ��What?�� Belldandy asked blankly.


    ��Make that boy fail his mission!�� Urd said excitedly, ��If he can��t discover the truth about the Dragon Disaster and eliminate its source, I won��t have to pay the Reward, and won��t need to give you up!��


    ��Oh...�� Belldandy nodded, her expression as calm and gentle as usual.


    Seeing this, Urd, somewhat crazily, rushed forward, grabbed Belldandy��s shoulders, and shook her:


    ��What are you waiting for then? Hurry up and catch up with them, do everything possible to prevent that boy from finding out the truth about the Dragon Disaster!��


    ��This seems like cheating...�� Belldandy hesitated, ��It doesn��t seem right.��


    Urd, looking at her earnest sister, felt want to cry but had no tears:


    ��At a time like this, are you still concerned about that?��


    ��We are the Fate Goddesses, the setters of order, although we can��t be truly fair, at least we shouldn��t trample on the rules ourselves.��


    Belldandy shook her head and protested sincerely with her perspective,


    ��Everything has a price. Since you��ve already made a contract, if he completes it, I am his deserved reward.��


    Hearing this, Urd felt a headache coming on.


    Among the three sisters, she was mature and steady, the youngest Scouty was lively and rebellious, and the second sister Belldandy was sincere and gentle.


    Additionally, Belldandy was the one who valued rules and order the most.


    If it was just a minor matter, Urd wouldn��t mind Belldandy maintaining this attitude and fulfilling the duties of a Fate Goddess.


    But this was about handing her over to an outsider, a contract made by her, the eldest sister Urd; how could she agree to let this happen?


    However, considering Belldandy��s personality, Urd still suppressed her temper and patiently persuaded:


    ��Adhering to order is right, but the gravity of the situation must also be considered. If he really completes the contract, and you become his possession, what if he misuses the Power of Fate? If the world becomes a mess because of this, we will be the greatest sinners!��


    Belldandy, hearing this, frowned thoughtfully.


    That indeed was a problem.


    ��The authority of Fate should not be controlled by outsiders. For the balance of the Nine Great Kingdoms and the orderly progress of the ��Great Chorale��, we as Fate Goddesses must prevent this possibility!��


    Urd, after a lengthy speech, continued righteously,


    ��So, what we��re doing isn��t destroying order, but rather protecting it!��


    Seeing her elder sister��s convincing manner, Belldandy was unconsciously persuaded and finally nodded in agreement:


    ��So, what should I do next?��


    ��They went to Dwarf Country, hurry and follow them, make sure to prevent them from finding out the truth and solving the Dragon Disaster!��


    Urd reiterated her scheming strategy, then, changing the subject,


    ��Right, did you say you found our little sister when you came in?��


    ��Yeah.��


    ��Where is she?��


    ��A few days ago, she sent me a letter, saying she went to Giant Country.��


    Belldandy answered honestly and took out the letter, emitting a faint frosty breath.

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    Chapter 878: Chapter 42 Isn��t it easy to think of bad things?_2


    Urd snatched the letter and quickly skimmed through it before heading straight for the tavern��s exit.


    ��Big sister, where are you going?�� Belldandy asked blankly.


    ��I��m going to find Scouty!�� Urd replied coldly, her charming face showing a hint of grimness, ��Once I catch that girl, see if I don��t spank her bottom till it blooms!��


    Belldandy wanted to say something to persuade her furious sister.


    However, before she could speak, Urd turned into a streak of light and disappeared outside the door.


    Now the little sister was in for it.


    Belldandy helplessly shook her head, then touched the flame-shaped Divine Pattern that appeared on her forehead, falling into deep thought.


    How should she mess things up?


    ~~


    Dwarf Country.


    Mountains stretched endlessly, and the terrain undulated like dragons and snakes.


    Luo En, Rose, Celebrian, Xili, and others who received the task rode their war horses, galloping on the rugged mountain paths.


    Due to the Dragon Disaster, a large number of Dwarfs fled their villages and gathered in large cities protected by Magic Barriers.


    Along the way, the sight of burnt houses and charred remains of animals and humans was unbearable.


    The group walked until evening without finding a suitable place to rest.


    The humans were still energetic, but the war horses were exhausted.


    ��There��s a town ahead, we��ll rest there.��


    Luo En unfolded the map, confirmed the approximate location, and suggested to the three others in the team.


    They all nodded without objection.


    After this period of time together, either intimidated by Luo En��s martial prowess or impressed by Luo En��s meticulous thinking and person-like character, they gradually treated him as the team��s leader.


    However, before they reached their destination, the flames lighting up the sky in the distance and the constantly circling and screeching dragons attracted their attention.


    Hearing the wails and cries for help, Luo En decisively waved his hand and ordered:


    ��Quick, help!��


    Already restless, Xili and Celebrian immediately spurred their horses into the town, starting to clear out the attacking dragon group.


    Rose, under the guise of protecting the Mage, followed alongside Luo En, avoiding hard work.


    Considering that this woman was essentially a chaotic and evil deity, Luo En didn��t press her to act altruistically, but instead focused on Xili and Celebrian��s performance in the situation.


    It must be said, actual combat is the best way to gain experience against foes.


    After the incident of clearing the Fog Demon, Xili gradually shed the ��lone wolf�� style and began learning to cooperate with the team.


    Her Silver Sword slashed and stabbed, weaving a tight net of Magic Power with her sword, repelling the diving Dragonkin, providing effective protection for Celebrian behind her.


    And Celebrian did not disappoint Xili, firing Magic arrows one after another, bringing down each rampaging Dragon Beast.


    Fortunately, the attackers on the town were just a few mixed-blood Dragonkin, so with Xili and Celebrian��s effective cooperation, this threat, normally daunting for ordinary people, was quickly resolved.


    Crisis averted, the villagers, surviving the ordeal, tremblingly emerged from the ruins, embracing their separated loved ones and wept.


    Due to the Guild��s trade connections, communication and integration among the Nine Great Kingdoms gradually became frequent, inevitably leading to a mixed habitat of different races.


    Thus, in this small town, Luo En not only saw native Dwarf residents but also Human traders and Elves wandering around.


    As the chaos gradually subsided, an elderly Dwarf, presumed to be the mayor, leaning on a cane, stepped forward from the crowd to thank Luo En and his companions:


    ��Thank you, brave heroes from afar, for slaying the Evil Beasts for us. If you don��t mind, please stay overnight, and we will do our best to host you.��


    The four, already planning to rest here, gladly accepted.


    But for some reason, the surrounding Dwarfs, despite being lifesavers, did not show much enthusiasm towards them, their gazes instead carried a hint of coldness and hostility, seemingly unwelcoming of their overnight stay.


    Luo En frowned slightly, politely declined the old Dwarf��s hospitality, only requesting an uninhabited house and some fodder for the horses, before entering with Celebrian and the others to rest.


    ��Why don��t these Dwarfs know better? We just saved them!��


    Inside the house, Xili, also noticing something amiss, couldn��t help but complain.


    ��Perhaps there��s another reason.�� Celebrian��s response was more rational.


    ��But I��m so hungry,�� Xili rubbed her growling stomach, her expression gloomy.


    First, they were busy hurrying on their journey, then they had to busy themselves killing the invading Dragon Beasts, the high intensity of physical exhaustion made it inevitable for the still mortal Princess to feel her stomach rumbling.


    She thought after doing a good deed, she could have a big meal, but the Dwarfs�� attitude towards them was unusually cold.


    Under these circumstances, even if the other party was willing to treat them, the cautious Xili didn��t dare to accept the invitation alone.


    ��I have some wild fruit I picked on the way.��


    Celebrian opened her pack and took out a handful of bright red berries.


    Xili grabbed a few to taste, and was immediately conquered by their sweet-sour flavor and the rich juice.


    She unconsciously sped up her hands, quickly finishing the handful of berries.


    But the more she ate, the hungrier she felt, her stomach growing increasingly demanding.


    ��Is there anything else to eat?��


    Xili looked pitifully at Celebrian, her eyes filled with longing.


    Celebrian shook her bag, showing a helpless expression.


    Just as Xili was considering going out to find food, a heavy thudding sound came from the courtyard.


    The two opened the door and were stunned to see Rose dragging a sizable Two-legged Flying Dragon into the yard.


    ��What are you doing standing there? Start a fire! Tonight we feast on Dragon Meat; I heard it��s very nourishing.��


    Heeding Rose��s reminder, Xili and Celebrian immediately became enthusiastic, swiftly carrying out the firewood and seasonings from the kitchen, preparing to taste the legendary Dragon Meat.


    However, just as the three were about to start butchering their ingredients, Celebrian suddenly stared blankly at one of the Two-legged Flying Dragon��s foreclaws:


    ��What is this?��


    Following the sound, Xili promptly saw a metal ring embedded in the dragon��s claw by the firelight and casually replied:


    ��It��s just a ring, what��s so surprising about that.��


    ��But why would a Dragonkin wear such a thing?��


    ...


    Xili paused, her Steel Sword aimed at the Two-legged Flying Dragon��s joint stopped mid-air.


    ��Are we still eating or not? I��m starving.��


    Impatient, Rose urged them, eager to taste the Dragon Meat and satisfy the hunger she hadn��t been able to fill for a while.


    ��Wait a minute, something��s not right, I��m going to ask Luo En!��


    Celebrian promptly called off the meal and knocked on Luo En��s door.


    Seeing the most powerful Evil God had been called out, Rose could only simmer down, squatting by as a good little child.


    Luo En came before the fire, inspecting the dead Two-legged Flying Dragon carefully, his brow gradually furrowing.


    This Dragonkin had a ring on its foreclaw and numerous old scars on its scales, some looking like cuts, others like burn marks.


    Then, Luo En discovered a few strands of thread hanging amongst the scales.


    After finishing the check, he solemnly advised:


    ��You better not eat this.��


    Celebrian and Xili nodded together, their stomachs churning.


    In this moment, they also vaguely guessed the real identity of these Dragon Beasts, feeling very fortunate they hadn��t hastily bitten down.


    ��It seems, we need to talk to the mayor.��


    Luo En took the cloth thread and ring from the Two-legged Flying Dragon, and led Celebrian and the others to the Elder Dwarf��s home.


    As he opened up the cloth bag, revealing his findings, the Elder Dwarf sighed deeply, his face showing misery:


    ��You guessed right, these Dragon Beasts were once Dwarfs.��


    ��How could this happen?��


    ��They contracted a strange disease, known as [Dragon Disease].��


    The Elder Dwarf helplessly revealed the truth, then invited Luo En and his party inside to tell them about the start of this disaster.

 Chapter 879: 43 Loki, Take the Blame

    Chapter 879: Chapter 43 Loki, Take the Blame


    The Dwarves have always had an extremely fervent pursuit of rare minerals like Gold.


    Since the formation of the Nine Great Kingdoms, they continually exploited their bloodline talents to excavate various rare minerals in mountains and underground, filling their treasure vaults.


    With the end of the Divine War between the Warner and Asa clans, the Nine Great Kingdoms entered a relatively long period of peace, resulting in a population explosion among the Dwarves;


    Simultaneously, due to the high demand for fine wines and cuisine, the Dwarf Clan maintained a long-term trade deficit with the Midgard World, leading to a significant outflow of domestic Gold.


    Consequently, Gold became increasingly scarce on the market, while the number of Dwarves craving gold kept rising.


    However, due to previous uncontrolled mining, most of the veins in the Dwarf Country had been depleted, and many Dwarves had no idea where to start looking for gold.


    Until a few months ago, news came from the Northern Realm of the Dwarf Country about the discovery of a new Gold Vein.


    The gold reserves there were extremely abundant, and the quality was exceedingly high.


    In addition, there were vast associated deposits of precious minerals such as Mithril, Orichalcum, Mountain Copper, and Ulu Divine Steel �C it was as if the Goddess of fortune had bestowed a treasury upon the Dwarf Clan.


    The frenzy over gold attracted a large number of Dwarves to venture to the Northern Realm to pan for gold.


    Initially, there was still news from there, and many Dwarves sent back the gold and various precious minerals they had collected to improve their families�� living conditions.


    But as time went on, things started to take a murky turn.


    First came sightings of strange shadows by the Dwarves during mining, or the hearing of some terrifying sounds.


    Then, people began disappearing frequently in various mines, continually causing unrest.


    But due to their craving for gold, the Dwarves still refused to leave, not wanting to abandon this opportunity for sudden wealth.


    And this endless greed ultimately ushered in a terrible consequence.


    A month ago, thousands of Dragonkin flew out from deep within the earth.


    They first slaughtered the Dwarven miners panning for gold in the Northern Realm, took over the gold mines there, and then, using the tunnels dug by the Dwarves underground, emerged in various parts of the Dwarf Country, rampaging through cities, looting treasures, resulting in a ��Dragon Disaster�� that swept across the entire territory of the Dwarf Country!


    Some say the disaster was due to the Dwarves over-fishing and disturbing the veins, awakening monsters that had been asleep beneath the earth;


    Some say the wealth accumulated by the Dwarves over generations attracted the Evil Dragon army that also loved to hoard treasures;


    Others say the Dwarves�� digging disturbed the Death Goddess Hela, who transformed the souls of the dead Dwarves into Evil Dragons to punish their greed...


    In any case, there was much speculation about the cause of the disaster.


    After listening to the elder��s narration, Xili couldn��t help but frown and ask:


    ��Isn��t anyone taking care of this?��


    As she knew, the Dwarf Clan had some of the best heavy infantry and ingenious machinery in the Nine Great Kingdoms due to their inherent Divine Power and proficiency in forging.


    Since the Dragon Disaster had escalated to such an extent, the Dwarf Clan should have been conducting reprisals and resisting.


    ��Of course, it was taken care of.��


    The elderly Dwarf replied with a bitter smile,


    ��Half a month ago, the Durin Clan stationed in the Northern Realm united with the Fire Beard Clan, the Broadbeam Clan, the Hard Beard Clan, the Iron Fist Clan, the Black Hair Clan, and the Stone-foot Clan along with the other six major clans to crusade against the dragons, attempting to recapture the gold mines and quell the calamity. But the Dragon Disaster was far more formidable than they had anticipated.


    The Seven Dwarf Clans not only failed to eliminate all the Dragonkin but also suffered heavy losses.��


    ��It shouldn��t be,�� Celebrian posed a question, ��These so-called Dragonkin we just encountered didn��t seem very strong. A squad of well-trained Soldiers combined with your Dwarves�� powerful siege engines could easily handle them, how could they be so thoroughly defeated?��


    ��That��s because the ones you��ve encountered are merely the lowest rank of fodder within the dragon horde, the majority of the elite still lurk within the Gold Vein in the Northern Realm.�� The old man sighed deeply and added somberly, ��Within their ranks, there are as many as three Upper Giant Dragons! Each one of them has strength that rivals Deities!��


    Celebrian gasped upon hearing this.


    Dragonkin, alongside Giants, are among the most powerful species in the Nine Great Kingdoms, and their individual strength is second only to the Asa and Warner clans.


    Not only do they possess formidable Magic Defense, but their physical resistance is also robust, placing them at the apex of the food chain.


    Upper Giant Dragons that possess a True Name could even wrestle with the divine beings of the two great clans who hold Divine Office.


    And the most infamous, the Black Dragon King Nidhogg could even pose a threat to the World Tree; even the Twelve Olympians of the Immortal Palace would not dare to provoke this harbinger of doomsday.


    No wonder that in the face of such a Dragon Disaster, which unleashed three Upper Giant Dragons all at once, even a united effort by the Seven Dwarf Clans was left battered and bruised.


    Under such circumstances, even if it were their Light Elves Clan in the fray, the outcome would not necessarily be better.


    In the heavy atmosphere, the elder Dwarf continued to respond with a hint of pride:


    ��If the Dragon Disaster were only to this extent, our Dwarf Clan could still cope by continuously strategizing to find a path to victory. After all, even the most robust Defense has a Weakness, and even Dragons are not invincible.��


    As a veteran of the Divine War, he had followed Fire God Loki to repel the Giants from Muspelheim and Jotunheim; he had also heeded Divine King Odin��s call to arms and clashed with the warriors of the Warner Clan, so he held no intense fear of the Dragons themselves.

 Chapter 880: 43 Loki, Come Take the Blame_2

    Chapter 880: Chapter 43 Loki, Come Take the Blame_2


    ��But the key issue is that the [Dragon Disaster] also brought [Dragon Disease],�� the old man��s expression dimmed, and he continued, ��This disease is very strange. Once dwarves contract it, they undergo bizarre transformations, initially exhibiting a mad craving for gold and jewels, followed by their skin hardening and scales forming on their bodies. In the final stage, they are transformed into Dragonkin, becoming monsters that have lost all reason.��


    Luo En��s eyes flickered, thoughtful:


    ��So, the previous disastrous defeat of the Seven Dwarf Clans when they fought against the dragons was due to the widespread outbreak of [Dragon Disease] in the army?��


    ��Yes. According to those who escaped, at that time, a full thirty percent of the dwarf warriors were infected with Dragon Disease, turning into frenzied Dragonkin attacking their fellow dwarves, leading to a complete collapse of the alliance.��


    The elderly dwarf nodded, his deeply creased face full of misery and helplessness,


    ��And up until now, there is no cure for [Dragon Disease], nor a way to treat it. It mainly spreads among dwarves, and the specific cause is unclear to us. Once the symptoms start, it is difficult to reverse them, gradually turning them into a Dragonkin crazily searching for treasures, essentially a curse targeting dwarves.��


    After listening to the narrative, Luo En made sense of his confusion:


    ��I see. So you can��t break the [Dragon Disease] that specifically targets dwarves and urgently needed to address the worsening [Dragon Disaster], that��s why you had to seek help from adventurers of other races through the [Guild].��


    ��That��s right.��


    The old dwarf responded with a wry smile, apologizing again for his kinsmen��s rudeness,


    ��About the evening incident, please don��t blame them. Many of their relatives and friends went to the Northern Realm to dig for gold or were involved in that campaign. Although we cannot guarantee that all the attacking Dragonkin in the town were transformed dwarves, inevitably some might be their relatives. It��s hard for them to force a smile or express gratitude while possibly watching their kin and friends as Dragonkin die before them.��


    ��I understand.��


    Luo En nodded in understanding, consoling the old man while his thoughts churned secretly.


    Can��t guarantee that the Dragonkin attacking the town were all transformed from dwarves?


    Perhaps not.


    Perhaps, the dwarves themselves are the source of this Dragon Disaster.


    Because this [Dragon Disease] that turns dwarves into giant dragons is mentioned in ��Prose Edda,�� ��Prose Edda,�� and the heroic epic ��Volsunga Saga.��


    And this story is also related to ��Loki.��


    Legend has it that the dwarf Herudama had three sons: his eldest son Fafnir, the middle son Otte, and the youngest son Regin.


    One day, his middle son Otte transformed into an otter and was fishing in the water when he was accidentally killed by Loki passing by. Unaware of this, Loki brought Odin to Herudama��s home hoping he could help cook the otter they caught.


    Seeing his son��s body, as a father, Herudama was naturally enraged, demanding Loki to find treasures that could cover the otter��s skin as compensation��a difficult request, as the otter��s skin left by Otte stretched infinitely due to a curse.


    Loki, with the help of the wife of the God of the Sea, found a dwarf named Andvari who lived underwater and had the largest treasure among dwarves. Without mercy, Loki took Andvari��s treasure, including a ring: Andvaranaut. In his grief and anger, Andvari cursed anyone who held the ring to suffer endless disasters.


    During the compensation, Andvari��s treasure covered the entire otter skin, with only the tip of the nose remaining uncovered. But Herudama was still not satisfied, and Loki had to give the ring to this dwarf as well.


    However, Herudama��s insatiable greed also led to dire consequences.


    Although he received the massive treasure and the ring, he was killed by his eldest son, Fafnir, who also coveted the treasure.


    Then, following that, the youngest son Regin, tempted by this evil cursed treasure, incited the Nordic hero Sigurd to go dragon-slaying, planning to kill Sigurd afterward and take the treasure for himself.


    But Sigurd, having bathed in dragon blood during the dragon-slaying and subsequently blessed to understand the language of birds, learned of Regin��s intention to kill him and instead killed him first...


    This example proves that the [Dragon Disease] spreading among dwarves is not by chance.


    This event is very likely related to the legendary Evil Dragon Fafnir.


    Because according to some legends, Fafnir is not just a single Evildoer, but refers to a particular [Dragonification] phenomenon, which coincidentally matches the [Dragon Disease] described by the dwarves.


    Thinking this, Luo En casually inquired:


    ��By the way, do you know the names of those three Upper Giant Dragons?��


    ��The Greedy Worm Glaurung, the Golden Smaug, and the Black Dragon Ankara Gang... that��s what the army from Northern Realm and those escaped miners call them.��


    The old man answered honestly, but the content somewhat disappointed Luo En.


    No Fafnir?


    What exactly is the source of the [Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease]?


    Luo En pondered for a moment, then continued to inquire:


    ��Do you know a dwarf named Herudama? He has three sons, named Fafnir, Otte, and Regin, I have some matters to discuss with them.��


    The old man shook his head, somewhat helpless:


    ��I haven��t been out and about for a long time, and there are so many dwarves in the Seven Dwarf Clans, how could I possibly know everyone? I��m afraid I can��t help you.��


    Yet, the elderly dwarf still offered a viable suggestion:


    ��However, you can go to the Northern Realm and ask; the Durin Clan there holds the most comprehensive personnel records within the borders of Dwarf Country.��


    With control over the trade of fine wines and the support from Midgard World behind them, the dwarves of the Durin Clan have rapidly grown over the centuries, quickly becoming the leader of the Seven Dwarf Clans and, in a sense, the ruler of Dwarf Country.


    This assembly of the Seven Dwarf Clans to collectively combat the dragons is an expression of the Durin Clan dwarves wielding royal authority.


    After hearing this, Luo En couldn��t help but reflect on the changes of the world.


    He hadn��t expected that an act he once casually performed would elevate the Durin Clan dwarves to the throne.


    However, a tall tree catches the wind; standing too high isn��t entirely good.


    Perhaps, this sudden Dragon Disaster in the Northern Realm is targeting the Durin Clan.


    Thinking of his foster daughter Heluo, who was doing business with the Durin Clan dwarves, and Eden, the little girl with whom he once had a good relationship, Luo En��s gaze flickered as he said gravely to the elderly dwarf:


    ��Old man, we need to hurry to the Northern Realm, so we will not impose tonight.��


    ��It��s already so late, there��s no rush.��


    The old dwarf spoke up to persuade, trying to keep these four alien race heroes who had killed the Flying Dragon.


    ��Let��s forget it. As nice as it sounds, the people in town might not welcome us to stay.��


    Rose, playing with the dagger in her hand, opened with a cold laugh.


    Hearing this, the old dwarf could not help but show an embarrassed expression.


    While it was ungrateful to look coldly upon the heroes who had just saved them, most dwarves still harbored a glimmer of hope for the friends and relatives from whom they had not heard, hoping that they might return safely or really find a way to resolve the [Dragon Disease] and restore the dragonified dwarves to normal.


    Seeing the atmosphere turning somewhat awkward, the old dwarf pulled out a bulging small pouch from his waist and handed it over to the group:


    ��Since that��s the case, I won��t hold you back any longer. This is a little token of appreciation gathered from the town to thank you for your help this evening. Without you, many more people here might have perished, please accept it.��


    Luo En took the cloth sack and opened it to find some Gold Blocks and golden sand, seemingly from recently mined deposits.


    After a careful examination, he didn��t detect any unusual aura.


    However, just to be cautious, Luo En earnestly advised:


    ��Old man, take my advice, try to avoid dealing with gold and jewelry for the time being, especially don��t accept gold of unknown origins.��


    The old dwarf heard the implied meaning and couldn��t help but look stunned:


    ��Do you mean that gold could potentially be a contagion source for [Dragon Disease]?��


    ��I��m not sure, but given the Dragonkin��s frenzy for gold, it��s always safer to be careful,�� Luo En replied.


    Currently, with little information, he couldn��t determine if there was a definite connection between [Gold] and [Dragon Disease], so he could only offer a word of caution, considering the old man��s kindness.


    Fortunately, the old dwarf was willing to take advice, firmly keeping these words in mind.


    As they neared their departure, he waved over his granddaughter to provide some food supplies for the four of them.


    As Rose bent down to receive them, the dwarf girl holding the basket suddenly tiptoed and kissed the Spider Goddess on her face, waving vigorously:


    ��Big sister, you all are good people, thank you for saving so many uncles and grandpas, please be careful on your way!��

 Chapter 881: 44 Ji Qings Emotions and QQ Space

    Chapter 881: Chapter 44 Ji Qing��s Emotions and QQ Space


    Late at night, on the wilderness.


    The orange flames danced in the wind, bringing a bit of warmth in the darkness. A pot cooking mushrooms and cured meat gurgled, emitting the aroma of food.


    Xili and Celebrian sat around the campfire, staring intently at the inviting thick soup in the pot, continually swallowing saliva.


    Having traveled continuously for days without a meal.


    Both of them were the weakest in the team, far from reaching the Deities Realm of self-circulating Magic Power, hence the feeling of hunger was inevitably strong.


    After a wait, Xili��s patience began to wane:


    ��Isn��t it ready yet?��


    ��Just a bit longer.��


    Luo En spoke in a relaxed manner, then timed his action, opened the Magic Circle Diagram, and sprinkled salt, chopped parsley, rosemary, and other seasonings into the pot.


    Instantly, a rich fragrance wafted through the air, stirring up a hunger in the stomach.


    As the delicious mushroom and meat soup was ladled into bowls, Xili and Celebrian immediately grabbed the toasted soft and crispy bread, dipping it into the soup and relishing their meal.


    Even Rose, a deity herself, couldn��t help but set aside her dignity and joined the meal.


    Although the three ladies didn��t overtly comment, their silent eating was enough to prove that Luo En��s culinary skills had conquered their taste buds and stomachs.


    After all, although Greece, where Luo En was born, isn��t renowned for its cuisine, it was decent enough to be considered consumable. Coupled with his natural culinary bonus as a successor to the God of Stove, Hestia, he could certainly give these Nordic bumpkins a taste of something exquisite.


    As it��s known, due to harsh living conditions, ancient Nordics were almost completely disconnected from gourmet food.


    Moreover, Nordic people were keen on inventing some horrific dishes to preserve food as much as possible.


    Icelandic fermented shark, Norwegian pickled trout, Swedish surstro?mming... all these are Nordic dietary products in later ages, holding significant places in the world of dark cuisine.


    After a whirlwind meal, a well-fed Luo En got up to take a walk for digestion.


    By the campfire, thereafter, Xili belched contentedly, rubbing her plump belly, and sincerely exclaimed while watching Luo En walk away:


    ��When I return to Cintra, I must ask my grandmother to change our chefs, their cooking is simply inedible!��


    Celebrian nodded in agreement beside her.


    Although elves prefer vegetarian food, after all, the issue is that processed food is too unnatural, not aligning with their taste and aesthetics.


    If only the chefs in the Royal Palace could cook like this, she would gladly eat meat every day.


    Seeing the two dreaming, Rose couldn��t help but sneer:


    ��It��s easy to change chefs, but finding one of the same caliber might not be.��


    Among the three, only she vaguely guessed the identity of this gentleman.


    Given his performance along the way, he was at least a Chief God.


    In terms of prestige, human and elf princesses are nothing in front of him.


    Having the opportunity to eat a meal cooked personally by this gentleman was indeed a great fortune; finding another chef of his standard in the Nine Great Kingdoms would be nearly impossible.


    Xili and Celebrian realized this too, and immediately felt disheartened.


    Seeing their friends looking dejected, Rose suddenly switched tone:


    ��However, if you want to eat delicious food like this every day, it��s not entirely impossible.��


    ��What?��


    Xili instantly perked up, eagerly inquiring.


    Being the youngest in the team, her worldly desires and curiosity were undoubtedly the strongest.


    On the other hand, as the most cunning:


    ��It��s simple, why don��t you marry him?��


    Hearing the answer, and seeing the mischievous smile on Rose��s face, Xili suddenly realized:


    ��Hey, you��re teasing me!��


    Saying so, the embarrassed and angry swordswoman used the untaught Dragon Claw Hand to grab at the abundant ��Fruit�� in Rose��s embrace, intending to inflict a harsh squeezing.


    However, Rose, being an assassin, reacted much quicker, pulling Celebrian in front of her as a shield.


    ��Bang!��


    With a dull thud, Xili drew her hands back in pain, casting a resentful look at her friend:


    ��In the future, eat more. You��re harder than a steel plate; it hurt my hand.��


    ...


    The strong-willed Celebrian, always wanting to be ahead, couldn��t tolerate such embarrassing comments, immediately stood up with a dark face, and chased after her friend.


    ��Don��t get excited, don��t get excited, I didn��t mean to look down on you,�� Xili said while running and trying to placate Celebrian, ��You��re still young, you might grow larger in the future, you might even surpass Rose.��


    ��Not likely though, I��m a Dark Elf, she��s a Light Elf, different bloodlines. Plus, this kind of thing depends on talent, if there��s no potential as a child, there won��t be when you grow up,�� Rose said, instigating from the sidelines.


    ��What��s so great about being large? Be careful of sagging!�� Xili glared at Rose, issuing a spiteful curse.


    ��That��s right, sagging isn��t something you��ll have to worry about,�� Rose��s eyes swept over the two��s mostly flat terrains, jokingly mocking, while deliberately lifting her ample bosom in front of Xili and Celebrian as a show of dominance.


    In the animal kingdom, females often compete over beauty and reproduction.


    Clearly, in the nurturing aspect, Rose was the undisputed winner.

 Chapter 882: 44 The Amorous Princess and QQ Space_2

    Chapter 882: Chapter 44 The Amorous Princess and QQ Space_2


    But just as she was basking in self-satisfaction, Celebrian and Xili, who had been chasing each other around the fire, exchanged secret glances and suddenly turned to pounce on the main culprit beside them.


    Instantly, the unguarded Rose fell on her back, her ample ��fruits�� precisely grasped, involuntarily letting out a ��yelp.��


    ��What a dirty body.��


    ��So weak!��


    Having caught their prey, Celebrian and Xili pronounced their stern condemnation while administering their punishment.


    The two succulent and juicy fruits changed shape continually under their rough handling, rapidly heating up.


    Seeing the treasures she had nourished her offspring with treated in such a manner, Rose protested seriously:


    ��Don��t you two go too far...��


    However, Celebrian and Xili, addicted to the game, remained unmoved, continuing their punishment as if kneading dough.


    In a fit of anger, Rose freed her hands, abruptly hooked the necks of the two behind her and pulled their heads into her ample bosom.


    The unprepared Xili and Celebrian were plunged into darkness, their mouths and noses completely suffocated by the soft mass, flailing their hands desperately like two drowning victims.


    While Rose was gloating after the turnaround, a sharp pain emanated from her chest.


    Held by her arms, Xili and Celebrian took advantage of their lips and tongues, launching an unscrupulous counterattack.


    Upon seeing this, Rose was enraged and about to carry out a cruel suppression when a soft cough came from the darkness.


    ��It seems I��ve come back at an inopportune time...��


    Luo En, who had finished his stroll at an unknown time, stood beneath the mottled tree shadows, observing the ��loving�� trio on the ground, with a very nuanced expression on his face.


    Rose hastily let go, explaining awkwardly:


    ��My lord, it��s not what you think!��


    Xili and Celebrian, who had gotten up, were also quick to clarify:


    ��We were playing a game!��


    ��To enhance our relationship...��


    Luo En nodded, as if buying their explanation:


    ��I can tell, you��re very close. But in the future, do pay attention to the occasion.��


    Celebrian and Xili, catching the insinuation, turned red with embarrassment, wishing they could find a crack to crawl into.


    Even Rose, an uninhibited old hand, was unable to withstand that peculiar gaze, her face reddening in a rare occurrence, coughing to change the subject:


    ��My lord, it��s getting late, we should rest.��


    ��Mhm, I was about to say that too. The Defensive Charm and the tents are ready. Let��s tidy up here and sleep early, we still need to head to the next town tomorrow.��


    Luo En smiled and went along without continuing the awkward conversation.


    Of course, he wouldn��t mention that he had been back for quite a while.


    Tsk tsk, such is youth, brimming with romance.


    One who takes the deepest pleasure in such things teased to himself, continuing his patrol along the river bank.


    Not long after, Rose, who had put away the utensils and doused the bright fire, caught up.


    Luo En stopped and turned to ask:


    ��Can��t sleep?��


    ��Just got bullied by those two young ladies, I dare not squeeze into the same tent with them.��


    Rose held her slightly nibbled abundant fruits, replying irritably.


    Luo En couldn��t help but chuckle at the sight:


    ��You��re at least the Goddess of the Dark Elves, yet you��re afraid of them?��


    ��I��m afraid I might accidentally handle them too toughly, and you��d end up with second-hand goods.��


    Rose smiled coquettishly, declaring her loyalty with noble righteousness.


    Handle? What handle?


    The three of them put together wouldn��t make one decent man.


    Subsequently, Luo En��s drifting gaze fell on Rose��s slender and delicate fingers, and he mumbled to himself in thought.


    ��QQ space?


    Rose instinctively withdrew her hands, looking at Luo En with a wary gaze:


    ��Are you thinking of something rude?��


    ��Not at all.��


    Luo En denied vehemently and, pressured by the Spider Goddess��s sharp sixth sense, suppressed his fanciful thoughts, shifting the topic,


    ��Speaking of which, you seem to have changed quite a bit since you left Elf Country.��


    Rose frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled:


    ��Have I?��


    Luo En nodded seriously, providing his proof:


    ��If it were before and you came across those who offended you, no matter Elves, Humans, Dwarves, you would have thrown them into a deep pit to feed the spiders by now. Why would you be as calm and composed as you are now?��


    ��Isn��t it all because of Your Lordship��s orders? Without your permission, how would I dare to act on my own?��


    ��But I didn��t order you to leave any amulet for that father-daughter duo on Heather Island, nor did I order you to leave any dragon-repelling divine energy near the Dwarf Town just now.��


    Hearing that her new boss had noticed all of her inadvertent little actions, Rose was somewhat surprised.


    In order to avoid being held accountable, she revealed a seductively soul-snatching charm on her face:


    ��Then do you prefer the me from before, or the me now?��


    ��Now!��


    Luo En answered without hesitation, his gaze falling on Rose��s captivating face:


    ��At least you seem very happy now.��


    Rose was slightly taken aback, touching her cheek and looking at her reflection in the river.


    At this moment, the young girl on the surface of the water was smiling back at her.


    The corners of her lips raised unconsciously, sketching a faint arc in the night, peaceful and beautiful, completely devoid of the former malice and bitterness.


    ��See, it��s practically like you��ve become a different person.��


    Luo En��s casual remark, however, caused Rose, who was before the riverside, to suddenly change her expression.


    Seeing that Rose seemed off, Luo En stepped forward to ask: ��What��s wrong?��


    Rose came back to her senses, her previously somewhat somber face once again displaying a bewitching smile:


    ��Nothing, just thinking of something else.��


    ��What? Tell me, maybe I can help.��


    Luo En continued to inquire, fully demonstrating the excellent qualities of a boss who cares for his employees.


    ��I feel a little hungry...�� said Rose.


    Hearing this, Luo En couldn��t help but shake his head:


    ��Xili and Celebrian are really something, useless at everything else but always first when it comes to eating. Wait for me, I��ll get you something to eat.��


    ��No need, something ready to eat will suffice.��


    Rose licked her luscious, rosy lips, a hint of heat rising in her eyes.


    Luo En, taken aback, then realized, and from the Magic Circle Diagram he took out a golden Holy Grail, bent down to scoop up some water, activated his Divine Power, transforming it into amber-colored nectar:


    ��Wine is the essence of food; here, have a drink to tide you over.��


    ��Sure.��


    Rose cheerfully held up the goblet, ready to drink.


    However, inadvertently, her wrist trembled, and the amber nectar spilled from the tilted cup, soaking her blouse in front.


    The fabric was so thin and sheer that, with the strong perception of deities, Luo En could even see through the fabric��s holes to the scenery beneath.


    Celebrian and Xili really didn��t hold back in their teasing.


    Luo En criticized in his heart but then felt a bit regretful looking at the wasted beautiful wine on Rose:


    ��What a waste.��


    ��It��s okay, if I can��t drink it, you can have a taste.��


    Rose smiled charmingly, with one hand supporting her abundant fruits and the other pouring the remaining half-cup of nectar into the crevice formed by the pressure.


    As the Spider Goddess stepped forward under the moonlight, the golden nectar in the snowy human chalice rippled with enticing glimmers.


    Watching the bewitching woman approach, Luo En stroked his chin and asked in a deep voice:


    ��Do you know a piece of knowledge?��


    ��What~?�� Rose��s voice was somewhat airy.


    ��Wine not only affects the body when consumed directly, it can also penetrate into pores upon skin contact, then circulate through the body with the bloodstream...��


    ��Plop~��


    The sound of a heavy object falling interrupted Luo En��s trivia as a drunken Rose plunged into the river, bobbing up and down with the water.


    If you��re going to seduce, just seduce; why all the extra fuss?


    Luo En muttered to himself on the shore, then leaped into the river and dragged out Rose, who had fallen asleep under the influence of the God of Wine��s divine authority.


    Looking at the silver moon at its zenith, he shook his head and brought Rose into his tent.


    Sleeping with her was out of the question.


    This woman��s behavior was clearly abnormal, and before figuring out the reason, Luo En decided not to become overly entangled with the notoriously infamous Spider Goddess.


    However, the next day.


    Before Luo En even opened his eyes, he was awakened by the weight on him:


    It was a 9-foot-tall female Dark Elf with skin smooth and tender, her ankle-length silver hair shimmered. Her hair, amidst the deep and twinkling silver radiance, wrapped her entire body in a soft and constantly shifting curtain of beauty.


    Her cheeks were innocent and pure, like an unblemished lamb. A pair of sparkling eyes looked around, filled with kindness and curiosity about the world.


    Luo En glanced and then instinctively closed his eyes.


    Because, this lamb was entirely naked.


    At this moment, as Luo En was somewhat baffled by the situation before him, the early-rising Celebrian and Xili opened the tent flap:


    ��Where��s Rose? She hasn��t returned all night, have you seen...��


    Their voices stopped abruptly, their faces blank as they looked at the scene inside the tent.

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    Chapter 883: Chapter 45: You Are Women Who Can Become Mothers


    His gaze swept over the Elf Girl��s strikingly familiar face. Celebrian was the first to come to her senses and asked tentatively:


    ��Rose?��


    The Elf Girl was momentarily stunned, then something seemed to dawn on her:


    ��Do you know my mother?��


    ��Mother?!��


    Xili popped her head out, looking incredulously at Luo En inside the tent:


    ��Just one night, and you��ve fathered a child with Rose, and she��s grown this big?��


    Hearing this, Luo En��s face was filled with black lines:


    ��What do you think Dark Elves are? Even breeding pigs can��t reproduce like that!��


    ��But...��


    ��She is Rose herself!��


    Before Xili could process the information, the Elf Girl had already reacted sharply.


    She clasped her hands on her head, a look of pain on her face, continually muttering to herself:


    ��Rose... mother... I am mother... who am I?��


    Seeing this, Celebrian said, ��Stop talking, she��s not in the right state.��


    Luo En quickly shifted away from the topic to avoid further upsetting the pained Elf Girl.


    Xili swiftly took out her clothing from the Magic Circle Diagram and wrapped it around the Elf Girl.


    However, the Elf Girl seemed very resistant, seemingly not fond of wearing clothes.


    Furthermore, she was reluctant to leave Luo En��s side, seemingly quite fond of a particular scent on him.


    The look of satisfaction was akin to a hungry large dog eyeing a beloved bone.


    Helpless, Celebrian also crawled into the tent to assist.


    After a chaotic struggle, the two finally managed to get the Elf Girl dressed and coaxed her out of the tent.


    As the three women left, Luo En heaved a sigh of relief.


    It was excruciating.


    If this was prolonged by a few more seconds, he was afraid he couldn��t restrain himself from losing control over the three women rolling over him.


    He lifted his hand to gather the moisture in the air and turned it into ice, the sudden drop in temperature inside the tent cooled down the boiling blood inside Luo En.


    After straightening his slightly disheveled clothes, he stood up and walked out of the tent.


    But, there was no sight of the Elf Girl in the clearing, only small and large tattered pieces of cloth remained.


    ��What happened?��


    ��She��s not used to wearing clothes and tore them apart again. No choice, we had to let her stay in the tent first, Celebrian is trying to calm her down.��


    Xili scratched her head and replied helplessly.


    At this moment, an ethereal song emanated from the tent, evoking images of wind passing through valleys, swaying branches, tinkling streams, and dreamy moonlight...


    Xili and Luo En heard the sound and entered the tent, only to see the Elf Girl lying quietly next to Celebrian��s folded legs, her tall body curled up like a cat, occasionally rubbing her cheek on Celebrian��s thighs, looking very content.


    As Celebrian softly hummed, the pained and confused expression on the Elf Girl��s face was replaced by peace and elegance, and she fell into a deep sleep.


    As the song ended, Celebrian slowly opened her eyes, saw Luo En and Xili entering, and made a ��shush�� gesture with her hand.


    Then, she carefully moved the Elf Girl��s head off her legs and cautiously walked out of the tent.


    Once at a safe distance, the impatient Xili immediately inquired:


    ��How is she?��


    ��I just sang an ��Elf Song��, which has initially stabilized her mental state,�� Celebrian answered softly.


    ��Did she remember anything?�� Luo En asked.


    ��Yes.�� Celebrian nodded and looked solemnly at Luo En, ��She said her name is �C Iris...��


    Luo En��s eyelids twitched, then he sighed deeply:


    ��It seems I can��t hide some matters from you any longer.��


    ��What? Tell us, tell us!��


    Xili��s eyes gleamed with excitement, her ears perked up in eager anticipation.


    Luo En looked back at the tent, saying solemnly:


    ��Actually, Iris is her real name!��


    ��Dark Girl Iris? The Goddess worshipped by Dark Elves? The Evil Spider Queen Rose��s daughter?��


    Celebrian expressed her surprise.


    Although she had suspected something when she heard the Elf Girl herself reveal her name in the tent,


    the truth laid before her was still hard to believe.


    Legend had it that Dark Girl Iris, not wanting to lead the Dark Elves to evil, defied the Spider Queen Rose and engaged in a Divine War with her corrupted Evil God mother.


    Ultimately, Iris couldn��t withstand Spider Queen Rose and fell in that Divine War, disappearing from then on.


    Seeing his story beginning to sway Celebrian, Luo En continued:


    ��Do you remember when we were in the underground city of the Dark Elves, I was summoned by a few priestesses into the Rose Temple?��


    Celebrian nodded, indicating she remembered.


    ��That��s where I found Iris imprisoned,�� Luo En sighed, pity evident on his face, ��At that time, she was sealed within the statue of Rose, unable to move or resist, forced to watch as time passed, helplessly watching her beloved Dark Elves fall under Rose��s tyrannical rule...��


    ��How malevolent!��


    Righteous indignation filled Xili��s voice, and Celebrian nodded in agreement.


    Both peered towards the tent, feeling sympathetic for the tragically fated Elf Goddess.


    One could only imagine witnessing one��s cherished things being destroyed in the clutches of one��s mother, yet being powerless to stop it.

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    Chapter 884: Chapter 45: You Are Women Who Can Become Mothers_2


    This was simply more torturous than death itself for her.


    ��Thankfully she met me.�� Luo En sculpted his own glorious image while recounting the events, ��At that time, I sensed the life force imprisoned within and shattered the statue, rescuing her. However, by then, her will had nearly collapsed after being eroded for such a long time, so I had no choice but to seal her tragic memories in her mind. To make her forget the past and avoid the pursuit of the Dark Elves and that Spider Goddess, I also gave her a new identity.��


    ��Rose?�� Celebrian muttered, suddenly realizing the truth.


    No wonder the name sounded so familiar; it seemed to have a similar pronunciation to the Spider Queen Rose.


    It turns out, she was indeed the daughter of the Spider Goddess, sharing a bloodline connection with her.


    With her doubts cleared, Celebrian couldn��t help but worry about Iris, the girl in the tent:


    ��What��s the matter with her now?��


    ��For some unknown reason, the seal in her mind was undone, and her memory and thinking fell into chaos.��


    Luo En helplessly replied, his tone certain.


    Because if things were as he expected, this was probably the truth.


    Last night, he had set up Defensive Charms around the entire camp; it was impossible for outsiders to sneak in unnoticed.


    Moreover, the behavior and actions of the Dark Elf Girl upon awakening, along with the identical facial contours, were proof that she was the Spider Goddess Rose who Luo En had thrown into the tent.


    And the reason for this bizarre situation was also hidden in the story told by Luo En.


    The Spider Queen Rose and the Dark Girl Iris were most likely two sides of the same entity, one representing her own malice, the other her benevolence.


    Due to incompatible ideologies, they began a struggle for control over the body.


    The result of the last struggle was clearly Rose��s victory; thus, the persona of the Dark Girl Iris was suppressed.


    However, last night, for some unknown reason, the long-silent Dark Girl Iris awoke and regained control of the body.


    But Iris��s victory seemed incomplete, leading to confusion in her consciousness and thoughts.


    ��So what do we do now?�� Celebrian asked with a frown.


    Although she was a member of the Light Elves, she was open-minded and free-spirited, without any racial prejudice.


    And having long admired the legendary Dark Girl Iris who was inclined towards Light, she became even more concerned about the welfare of this Elf Goddess upon learning Rose��s true identity.


    Luo En thought for a moment and then instructed:


    ��For the time being, try not to provoke her. Once her emotions stabilize, I��ll see if I can help her recover.��


    Due to the uncertainty about the specific reasons behind Rose��s personality split and soul transformation, Luo En did not dare to make any guarantees and could only adopt a relatively prudent strategy for the patient.


    ��But what if she does something outrageous?�� Xili asked.


    ��The patient can��t handle stimulation; we need to take care of her emotions and just let her be,�� replied chief physician Luo En, fully demonstrating his humanitarian concern.


    Then...


    A naked Dark Elf girl emerged from the tent, curiously surveying the scenery around the camp.


    The three of them:...


    ~~


    Several days later.


    Luo En, Celebrian, and Xili each sporting a pair of dark circles under their eyes, looking haggard as if they had been drained of their very essence and spirit.


    There was no help for it, as the Elf Goddess in the team was far too much to handle.


    In these few days, she spent her time either humming ��Elf Song�� and dancing alone under the moon, or playing her instruments performing impromptu swordsmanship, or unable to contain her restlessness, she went hunting alone in the deep mountains...


    In short, she seemed to have boundless energy to vent.


    What was even more frustrating was that Iris had a persistent bad habit �C


    ��running around naked.


    The three of them had to constantly keep watch to prevent this somewhat dim-witted Elf Goddess from being seen in such an indecent state by outsiders.


    After much persuasion, Iris finally showed some restraint.


    She agreed that, aside from formal rituals and prayers, she would not be naked lightly.


    According to the ancient ritual traditions of the Elf Clan, the elves maintained a state of nudity during worship of their Deities, believing that clothing and other such coverings would interfere with their connection to nature and the divine, affecting their devotion.


    ��Ladies and gentlemen, once we reach the new campsite, I��ll cook for everyone.��


    The spirited Iris, or rather the younger version Rose, moved to the front of the team, rallying her companions with her voice.


    Her pleasant voice reached everyone��s ears, providing a spiritual refreshment, as if in the dog days of summer a cup of ice water had been drunk, so refreshing.


    But upon hearing the content of the speech, both Celebrian and Xili��s faces paled.


    Due to mental issues, the elf goddess seemed to have a hard time distinguishing between food and poison.


    Hence, the dishes she prepared often contained some kind of unknown toxicity.


    A while ago, enticed by her sweet smile, both Xili and Celebrian had a taste of the mushroom soup cooked by Rose.


    The result was that as soon as the mushroom soup was ingested, they both turned green from head to toe, seeing a great swarm of brightly colored little people flitting before their eyes.


    If Luo En, who had gone out to gather ingredients, hadn��t returned in time, they would both have been six feet under by now.


    Seeing Rose decisively head into the woods with a radiant smile to look for mushrooms, Celebrian and Xili couldn��t help but grab Luo En��s arm and plead:


    ��How many days has it been? Can��t we do something to make her normal again?��


    ��If this goes on, even if she doesn��t go mad, we will!��


    Being tugged at back and forth, Luo En was at his wit��s end:


    ��I��ve tried, but it��s no use!��


    All along the way, he hadn��t spared any efforts in casting purification spells and blessings on Rose, hoping to heal her mind.


    But due to the mismatch between cure and ailment, not only did Rose fail to return to normal, she even gained more energy to wreak havoc.


    ��So, who��s going to soothe her tonight? I quit~!��


    Xili pointed to her dark circles, her tone full of silent complaints.


    As a dark elf, Rose��s energy surged during nighttime and often required someone specifically to lull her to sleep. Yet, her sleeping position was exceedingly poor, as she greatly enjoyed using living people as her pillows.


    Coupled with the strength of a deity, those seemingly delicate arms could inadvertently strangle a person to death.


    Every time they coaxed Rose to sleep, for both Celebrian and Xili, it was a travel through hell concerning their own physical well-being.


    And since Luo En was a man, it was inconvenient for him to have too much contact with her.


    ��Fine, I��ll do it tonight.��


    Luo En reluctantly accepted the task, and both Celebrian and Xili heaved a sigh of relief, their hearts filled with indescribable gratitude.


    Who could have thought that at their young age, not yet married, they would have already experienced the pains of child-rearing.


    ��Stop looking so glum, I��ll take care of this meal, alright?��


    Hearing Luo En��s words, both Xili and Celebrian��s eyes lit up, the fatigue on their bodies dissipating instantly.


    Just as the two sped up their pace, eager to reach the next camp to taste the cuisine prepared by the great chef Luo En, a series of shrill roars came from the wilderness ahead.


    The three of them followed the sound and were startled to see hundreds of black dots circling overhead in the wilderness, continuously swooping down.


    ��Two-legged flying dragons!��


    ��Somebody��s under attack!��


    Celebrian and Xili alternated their answers, simultaneously reaching for their longbows and drawing their swords, entering a state of high alert.


    Having traveled together for some time, the group had gradually built a good rapport, becoming more and more like a team.


    However, with the incident in the dwarf town, Luo En didn��t want to get too involved in this dragon disaster.


    After all, who knows how many of those two-legged flying dragons were spawned by the dwarves�� dragonification.


    Helping out might even backfire with complaints.


    The best course of action was to make haste to the dwarf capital, find the cause of the dragon disaster, and put an end to this calamity.


    Just as Luo En was contemplating how to decline to help with the current situation, a burst of orange flames erupted on the wilderness ahead, and flickering runes coalesced in the sky into the phantom of a brown wolf howling skyward.


    That was...


    ��Guild��s distress signal?�� Xili expressed her surprise, ��There are guild people ahead!��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately discarded the thought of standing by without helping.


    Since it was a convoy under Heluo, he had to go see what was going on both on moral and rational grounds.


    But before he could speak, Rose dashed out of the woods like a gust of wind, prepared to lend aid to the stranded.


    And during her rush, the inherent impulses of the elf goddess surfaced as her hands unconsciously reached for her somewhat burdensome clothing.


    Seeing this, Luo En��s face darkened:


    ��Hurry, keep up with her! Don��t let her take her clothes off~!��


    With a sense of urgent trepidation, Celebrian and Xili hurried forward, ready to capture Rose��s recklessly wandering hands.

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    Chapter 885: Chapter 46 How to allocate points for a Wizard? Online and waiting, urgent


    In the wilderness.


    The sharp slicing sound of wings cutting through the air and the vicious roars of beasts reverberated in unison, as dozens of ferocious shadows, wrapped in a bitter Aether Storm, plunged straight towards a human convoy.


    ��Boom Boom Boom Boom!��


    One by one, Cursed Bullets, large and small, fell like meteor showers, plowing through the earth with the brutality of thundering artillery, tossing the convoy into chaos.


    ��Defense! Set up defenses quickly!�� bellowed an old man in charge of the cargo transport, his voice aimed at bolstering the troops�� morale.


    That resonant voice seemed to possess a soothing magic, dispelling the Dragonkin��s dragon might and prompting a swift response from everyone in the convoy.


    Warriors erected large shields, archers drew longbows, and wizards chanted Protective Spells, together forming a spiked iron barrel around the convoy.


    However, as fantastical beings, dragon species inherently possess exceedingly strong resistance to both magic and physical attacks.


    Even degraded Two-legged Flying Dragons were immune to ordinary arrows and low-level magic.


    Accompanied by a cacophony of metallic clangs, dozen of Two-legged Flying Dragons easily broke through the barrage of arrows and Cursed Bullets, slamming into the people of the convoy.


    Talons harder than steel swept across the ground, sending armored soldiers holding large shields tumbling away as if hit by high-speed vehicles.


    Worse still, several Two-legged Flying Dragons seized the archers and wizards from the rear lines, lifting them high into the air only to cruelly drop them, watching as these humans smashed into meaty pulp on the ground.


    In just a brief round of combat, the hastily established defensive line of the convoy collapsed.


    Seeing the Two-legged Flying Dragons about to break through, the leading old man promptly lifted his magic wand and slammed it into the ground.


    With a dull thud, the Aether Factor gathered at the top of the magic wand formed a dazzling bright light.


    As creatures fond of living in damp environments such as caves and swamps, Two-legged Flying Dragons rarely see the light.


    It never occurred to them that a dignified human wizard would commence with a Flash Bomb, so they were caught off guard by the sudden disturbance, screaming in agony and blindly crashing into the midst of the humans.


    Seeing the Two-legged Flying Dragon crash, the old man lunged forward, deftly drawing a silver longsword from the Magic Circle Diagram with his other hand, and stabbed it under the Two-legged Flying Dragon��s neck, right into its Reverse Scale.


    In an instant, blood splattered and the Flying Dragon let out a mournful cry.


    A powerful Dragonkin thus met a humiliating death under the sword of a human wizard.


    Having first blood, the old wizard fought more fiercely; with one hand he raised his magic wand to release blinding Flash Technique while with the other he wielded the longsword to strike the enemy��s vital points, swiftly slaying two more grounded Two-legged Flying Dragons.


    The rest of the convoy watched in astonishment:


    ��Isn��t he a wizard?��


    ��Supposedly...��


    Several young wizards in the group murmured back, their tones somewhat unsure.


    ��What are you waiting for? Kill those that have hit the ground!��


    Prompted by that old, anxious voice in their ears, people from the convoy snapped out of their daze, picking up battle axes, longswords, spears, and magic wands, calling out to the several grounded Two-legged Flying Dragons.


    Unfortunately, their window of opportunity was fleeting.


    During this time, the Two-legged Flying Dragons also reacted, aggregating Cursed Bullets in front of them and spewing Flames from their mouths, sweeping over the ground and indiscriminately bombing the advancing humans trying to deliver the coup de gra?ce.


    Faced with these highly mobile bombing creatures, the human side was thoroughly thrown into disarray.


    Moreover, even when they got close to a few grounded Two-legged Flying Dragons, the humans quickly discovered a problem:


    Two-legged Flying Dragons would fight back.


    They shook their heads and tails, swung their claws and spat poison. Blinded, they still furiously attacked anything that approached.


    In addition to the dragon scales that offered high resistance to magic and physical attacks, except for the Reverse Scales, it was difficult for even well-trained warriors to get close, let alone the relatively frail wizards.


    Thus, one after another, the humans trying to claim the heads of dragons were sent flying powerlessly.


    Only then did everyone realize how much experience was behind the seemingly simple actions taken by the old wizard.


    But as he was of advanced age, after dealing with a few fallen Two-legged Flying Dragons, the old wizard��s breathing noticeably quickened.


    And his tactic of using the Flash Technique in combination with sword slashing was losing its element of surprise.


    The Two-legged Flying Dragons that were prepared kept a safe distance from the old wizard. With their superior mobility and firepower, they blasted every person of the convoy and overturned the carts one after another.


    These damned beasts were really clever!


    Seeing this scene, the old wizard cursed under his breath.


    And as the convoy��s morale was on the brink of collapse, with defense about to break, the old wizard stood with sword in hand and staff leaning against the front of a carriage:


    ��Miss Belle, it looks like we��re going to be overrun. I��ll try to rip open a gap, you make your escape as quickly as you can!��


    ��Just a moment!��


    A pleasant voice came from the open space behind the carriage; a beautiful girl with light golden hair, dressed in a blue and white long dress, was crouching down, healing a wounded man.


    A faint green glow radiated from her pale hands, settling on the man��s abdomen, torn open by dragon claws.


    Under the nourishment of the green light, the fierce wound gradually healed, and the previously dying man��s face slowly regained some color.


    Moments later, the man��s breathing stabilized and he opened his eyes with difficulty, repeatedly thanking the girl:


    ��Thank you... Miss Belle...��


    ��Your wounds aren��t healed yet, try to talk less and don��t move around.��

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    Chapter 886: Chapter 46 How Does a Wizard Allocate Points? Waiting Online, Urgent_2


    The girl pressed down on the wounded man who wanted to get up, gently repeating medical advice that she had already said countless times.


    In the smoke-fill battlefield, her hands were stained with blood, her face flecked with mud, and her originally clean dress was now dyed red,


    but at this moment, in front of all the wounded who had narrowly escaped death, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful Goddess.


    ��Also, don��t let the wound touch water, and remember to drink your medicine...��


    Just as the girl wanted to give a few more pieces of advice, the old Wizard, who could no longer bear it, pulled her to the front of the cart, reminding again:


    ��Stop the chatter, it��s time for you to leave!��


    In this convoy, besides some goods urgently needed by the Dwarfs, there was also a heavyweight person from the Guild.


    That is Miss Belle.


    She was responsible for a lot of the front-end information work at the Guild, and it was said she was acquainted with Heluo, the founder of the Guild.


    Therefore, according to the level of importance, ensuring Miss Belle��s escape was a priority.


    When the time comes, even if all the goods are burned, as long as Miss Belle is alive, there would be room for maneuver.


    If she were willing to plead on their behalf in front of Lord Wise Wolf, perhaps they wouldn��t even have to compensate for the losses.


    However, unfortunately, the girl did not seem to approve of this strategy of abandoning the cart to save the commander:


    ��There are still so many wounded waiting for me...��


    ��What time do you think it is? Look after yourself first!��


    The old Wizard emphasized his tone in counterargument, then pointed at himself and the surrounding escorts and said,


    ��We aren��t the same as you, we took this money, so we must bear this risk, either life or death is expected. You are just a girl who was accidentally involved, there��s no need to stake your life for this trifle!��


    The reason for saying this was because with Belle��s status, she wasn��t really required to personally escort these goods.


    But due to the sudden Dragon Disaster, a large number of Adventurers formed teams to head to Dwarf Country to slay dragons.


    The Priest initially agreed to join the team for the delivery was unexpectedly poached by the Adventurer��s team, and just before departure, the convoy realized they were short of a Healer.


    As no replacement manpower could be found and the departure was imminent, Miss Belle voluntarily stepped forward, agreeing to join the convoy as a supervisor of the goods.


    She was not only a clerk but also knowledgeable about herbs and had studied some Said Witchcraft for healing, making her the perfect candidate for the healer role.


    Saving money and potentially forming ties with this high-ranking officer of the Guild was something everyone eagerly sought.


    Thus, the team set off.


    But unexpectedly, just as they were about to reach the Dwarf Capital, they unfortunately ran into a large group of Two-legged Flying Dragons.


    As it was impossible to keep everyone and the cargo safe, morally and logically, as the leader, he had to ensure Belle��s safety first.


    Resolved, the old Wizard ordered several agile guards:


    ��You guys, when you see me drawing those Beasts away, immediately take Miss Belle and escape!��


    ��Rest assured, old man! Even if we die, we��ll ensure Miss Belle��s Safety!��


    The few who were named puffed out their chests and solemnly promised, their faces even glowing with the pride of being entrusted with a mission.


    And as for this loudly schemed plan, the surrounding guards acted as if they hadn��t heard anything.


    For on this journey, many of them had their lives saved by Belle��s healing, and they had long respected this gentle and kind girl like a Goddess.


    Seeing everyone��s stance of forcibly taking her away, Belle, or rather Belldandy, couldn��t help but feel amused and exasperated.


    In order to catch up with someone who bet with her big sister, she slightly turned the Wheel of Fate, and replaced the original Healer, joining the convoy.


    According to Divine Revelation, she should have collided with that person.


    But unexpectedly, her role as a Healer was too perfect, making these benefitted people prioritize her safety.


    Actually, if she wished, with a wave of her hand, she could obliterate these Two-legged Flying Dragons.


    That way, no one would have to sacrifice themselves.


    However, that would also expose her identity, cutting off the chance to meet that person.


    What should she do?


    Belldandy looked at the human guards around her who were vying to escort her away, bit her lip, and finally made up her mind.


    Her pale palms surged with light, gathering Lun Runes in the hands of this Fate Goddess.


    But suddenly, Belldandy tightened her right hand, extinguishing the flow of light, and turned to look towards the eastern horizon.


    ��Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!��


    At the same time, thousands of emerald green Light Arrows, like meteoric rain, whistled down.


    The clouds in its path, like cold water splashed on hot iron, hissed and steamed, all turning into blue smoke and dispersing, creating a massive light-shaped hollow in the sky.


    And as the starlight arrow rain fell, the more than ten Two-legged Flying Dragons that were covered by the light-shaped hollow immediately suffered a fierce pinpoint attack, scales shattered, membrane wings torn, limbs and skulls exploded, and they cried in succession as they plummeted towards the earth.


    Watching the four figures rapidly approaching over the wasteland, Belldandy breathed a sigh of relief, immediately breaking free from the arms of a few guards, and reminded:


    ��Someone��s coming to help us, everyone, brace up!��


    Hearing this, the others immediately abandoned the mindset of abandoning the cart to save the commander, and reinforced their defense line, striving to hold firm and await reinforcement.


    At that moment, Rose, who was the second to arrive on the battlefield, also launched her attack.


    Accompanied by graceful dance moves, her crescent-shaped scimitar slashed, hacked, picked, and wiped, sweeping a mercury-like glow through the sky.


    In an instant, the circling Two-legged Flying Dragons hadn��t even reacted before they were finely sliced, and chunks of their bodies along with showers of crimson blood rained down from the sky.

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    Chapter 887: Chapter 46 How does a Wizard allocate points? Online waiting, urgent_3


    While the Dark Elf strolled through a backdrop of blood rain, chunks of corpses, and silver glow, showcasing a uniquely charismatic aesthetics of slaughter.


    ��Watch me!��


    Xili, not to be outdone, immediately drank a Magic Potion that boosted her abilities, drew her Elf Silver Sword, and unleashed a series of fierce sword lights using the witchcraft taught by her mentor Yenifa.


    ��Spurt spurt spurt!��


    The few Two-legged Flying Dragons in the sky were thoroughly swept away, falling from the sky, crashing to the ground.


    As the Two-legged Flying Dragons hit the ground, the last to arrive, Luo En, sprinted forward, overtaking Xili and pulling out the Steel Sword from her back, dragging it along the ground.


    The blade plowed through the soil, drying the moisture, and carved deep grooves on the ground, forming several large overlapping Rune symbols.


    Buzz!


    Accompanied by the final stroke, the Sword Light spread like fire, and Flame Pillars erupted from the ground.


    Several tough Two-legged Flying Dragons that were shot down and still struggling became charred instantly, their black bodies emitting a thick burnt smell from the blazing flames.


    This finishing blow, well done!


    The old Wizard in the team looked at the utterly dead Two-legged Flying Dragons on the ground and nodded quietly, heaped praises on the approaching young Wizard:


    ��Young man, your technique is quite professional, got a bit of a military Wizard style, have you served in the army?��


    ��Kind of.��


    Luo En��s ambiguous answer was followed by tossing the somewhat heated Steel Sword back to Xili behind him, smiling at the old Wizard,


    ��What��s your honorable surname?��


    ��Gandalf!��


    The old Wizard laughed and extended his hand covered with calluses.


    ��Gandalf?�� Luo En repeated.


    The old Wizard sensed something unusual and asked with some surprise: ��How so? Do you know me?��


    ��It sounds familiar; the name is very similar to a friend of mine,�� replied Luo En half genuinely, half insincerely.


    ��Could it be he is also from Norway?�� the old Wizard asked curiously.


    Hearing this, Luo En suddenly realized and understood the identity of the person in front of him.


    Gandalf��s name originated from Ganda?lfr, a character from Nordic Mythology, who had two origins in the mythology.


    One identity is a Dwarf, appearing in the ��Dwarf List�� mentioned in the ��Poetic Edda��.


    The other identity is a former king of Ancient Norway, recorded in the Nordic Saga ��The Kings�� Chronology of Norway��.


    Undoubtedly, the figure in front of him was the latter.


    So, the Wizard Gandalf is not just a character from ��Magic Ring��, but truly existed in the Nordic God Era?


    And because his memory merged with the Great Chorale of the Nordic world, it led this original Gandalf of the Nordic World to embark on the path of a battle Wizard?


    Luo En couldn��t help but laugh and sincerely explained, ��He��s a Dwarf, but I haven��t seen him for a long time.��


    ��I see, sorry,�� the old Wizard said, embarrassed, thinking that the similarly named Dwarf Gandalf had died in this Dragon Disaster.


    Just when the atmosphere became somewhat heavy, a pleasant figure spoke from the caravan:


    ��My name is Belle, I am the leader of this mission, thank you all for your help.��


    Belldandy stepped out from the group to express her thanks, and earnestly requested,


    ��However, we are still some distance from the Royal Capital, and many people were injured in the recent Dragon Disaster. If possible, I would like to invite you all to travel together. Once we reach the Dwarf Capital, I will surely inform Lord Heluo of your deeds and apply for the Reward you deserve.��


    Luo En thought carefully for a moment and nodded in agreement.


    Since he was going to the Dwarf Capital to see his adopted daughter Heluo and the little Dwarf family of Eden anyway, it was good to have company on the way.


    Seeing the four agree to join the team, Belldandy��s face showed a joyful smile.


    Finally, finally caught this guy!

 Chapter 888: 47: Come, hit me!

    Chapter 888: Chapter 47: Come, hit me!


    Nightfall, wilderness.


    A towering altar constructed of branches stands resolutely, as the members of the caravan move the last of their companion��s bodies onto it, followed by dousing it with kerosene.


    ��You do it.�� The old wizard Gandalf handed the torch in his hand to Belldandy.


    In the absence of the Temple Priest, Belldandy would reluctantly take over the responsibility of lighting the pyre for the funeral.


    Belldandy did not refuse, gracefully receiving the torch and began to chant ancient eulogies facing the altar.


    As the ceremony proceeded, she raised her hand and threw the torch into the pyre.


    The branches, soaked in kerosene, ignited instantly, and the fierce flames quickly engulfed the body placed within.


    ��We come from the land of ice and snow


    From the midnight sun and the hot springs�� flow


    Hammer of the Gods will drive our ships to new lands


    To fight the tribe and sing and cry Valhalla


    Heroic Spirit Hall, the abode of Gods


    I am coming!��


    The robust and deep singing echoed through the wilderness, as the caravan members bade their final farewell to their fallen companion, conveying their best wishes.


    Once the memorial ended, a celebration of survival from disaster ensued.


    After all, wine and fine food are often the best comfort to sorrow.


    Watching the caravan members quickly shake off their grief, gathering to chat merrily, drinking heartily and feasting on meat, Luo En couldn��t help but admire the resilience of humans when faced with adversity.


    ��Do you want some too? Apple cider from the Guild, very popular.�� Gandalf threw over a sheepskin wine flask with a smile, extending a warm invitation to Luo En.


    ��It��s that famous? Then I must give it a try.�� Luo En nodded happily, catching the flask.


    Pulling out the wooden stopper, the crisp and fresh scent of green apples wafted out, mixed with rich floral and honey aromas, transporting one to an orchard lush with verdure, lifting one��s spirits.


    With a tentative sip, the flavor was smooth and exquisite, mildly sweet with a slight tartness and no astringency, leaving a taste of botanical essences. The alcohol content was not high, probably around 5 degrees �C very suitable for women and mixing cocktails.


    ��Not bad at all.��


    As the God of Wine, Luo En gave an ��excellent�� rating.


    ��Of course! The apple cider recipe was personally experimented on by the Guild President, how could it be anything but exceptional?�� Gandalf replied with a smile.


    Luo En couldn��t help but chuckle in response.


    That girl Heluo really had a thing for apples, even managing to come up with a new apple-flavored wine.


    Just as Luo En and Gandalf, the young and old, sat conversing by the fire, noise came from the left side.


    Celebrian and Xili had teamed up to tackle Rose to the ground, each holding down one of her arms to prevent her from struggling.


    The Spider Goddess at the moment had a flushed face, reeking of alcohol, and her elf-style blouse was slightly torn.


    Clearly, after a few cups of apple cider, Rose��s old habits were resurfacing.


    Fortunately, Celebrian and Xili were watching her, otherwise, she might very well have attempted to streak naked in public.


    However, with their limited strength, they couldn��t suppress Rose, a deity, for long.


    Seeing Celebrian and Xili about to be flung aside, Luo En stepped forward swiftly and struck Rose cleanly with a hand chop, knocking the drunken deity unconscious.


    Without needing any further instructions, Celebrian and Xili efficiently carried Rose back to the tent.


    After settling her down, as they were about to leave, the Guild official named ��Belle�� entered:


    ��How��s your friend? Is she feeling unwell?��


    Perhaps because they had been tormented by Rose recently, or maybe because Miss Belle was just too congenial, Xili, straightforward as always, snorted:


    ��She��s perfectly healthy, more energetic than me and Celebrian, she��s just sick in the head!��


    ��Mentally?��


    Belldandy thought for a moment, then earnestly suggested,


    ��I��ve learned some herbal knowledge and Said Witchcraft, why not let me take a look? Maybe I could help.��


    ��Sure, sure!��


    Xili nodded eagerly, pulling Belldandy over to Rose��s bed, excitedly urging,


    ��Quick, treat her head! You have no idea, we��ve been driven almost insane by her!��


    Is it that easy?


    Luo En couldn��t help but smile wryly and shook his head internally.


    Along the way, he had not avoided treating Rose but to no effect.


    Although medicine was not his specialty, with his vast experience and formidable strength, his level of expertise far surpassed that of ordinary priests and physicians.


    How could they just randomly stumble upon a physician who could treat Rose?


    Moreover, what was wrong with Rose��s mind was among the most troublesome...


    ��Her soul seems to be split?�� Belldandy murmured softly to herself after concluding her examination.


    Luo En was taken aback, looking at Miss Belle from the human caravan with some surprise.


    This woman, she had something special.


    At that moment, Celebrian also stepped forward to inquire earnestly:


    ��Can she be cured?��


    ��I don��t know, but I can try.��


    Belldandy responded with sincere honesty.


    Given the answer, Celebrian and Xili couldn��t help but simultaneously turn their heads to look at Luo En, waiting for the team leader to decide.


    Luo En did not hesitate, nodding in agreement: ��Then please, Miss Belle.��


    After all, Rose was already troublesome; how much worse could the treatment make it?


    Furthermore, he was curious to see if Miss Belle really had any expertise.


    ��I��ll do my best!�� Belldandy accepted the task, immediately adopting a serious and composed posture.

 Chapter 889: 47 Come, Hit Me!_2

    Chapter 889: Chapter 47 Come, Hit Me!_2


    But after waiting for a moment, the three of them did not see the Female Doctor start her treatment.


    Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Belldandy said somewhat awkwardly:


    ��Um, could you step outside for a moment? I��m not really used to having others watch while I treat patients.��


    As if snapping out of a dream, the three reluctantly looked away and left the tent.


    Alone at last, Belldandy breathed a sigh of relief.


    Although she had learned a bit about herbal medicine and Said Witchcraft, those skills were of no use to her current patient.


    To avoid giving herself away, she had to send the three away first.


    Taking a deep breath, Belldandy watched as a blue diamond-shaped gemstone mark appeared on her forehead, and her intense gaze swept over Rose��s head once again, revealing a trace of surprise in her eyes.


    For some reason, Rose��s spirit had been split in two by the Power of Fate, forming the dual aspects of good and evil.


    When the world showed enough kindness, the good side would reveal itself;


    When the world inflicted too much pain and malice, the evil side would emerge.


    They each enacted different lives, possessing their own emotions and thoughts, growing into a unique set of conjoined twins.


    Like mother and daughter, yet also like sisters.


    But as time passed, the Power of Destiny within her spirit began to wane, and the two personalities that should have depended on each other started to reject each other, vying for dominance over their shared body.


    Although the east wind may overcome the west wind, the west wind can also overcome the east.


    Naturally, their clashes would lead to fractures in both the spirit and personality.


    During the most recent personality shift, she experienced severe disruptions in her memory and emotions.


    To solve this problem, it was necessary to ��tune�� her dual personalities and draw a new boundary within the sea of consciousness.


    The method could be hard yet simple at the same time.


    After all, ��tuning�� destiny is not something just anyone can do.


    Luckily, you met me.


    Belldandy sighed with professional commiseration, her slender hands weaving and plucking above Rose, as if playing an invisible harp.


    Golden light particles emerged in the air, quietly merging into Rose��s brain.


    Meanwhile, outside on the ground,


    Luo En frowned as he looked at the tent behind him.


    While the object was right before his eyes, the surroundings felt as if obscured by an unknown mist, isolating it from the world and creating a separate space.


    This is not the kind of power a Guild front desk should possess; what kind of background does this Miss Belle have?


    Herbal medicine... Said Witchcraft... Could she be a deity from Valhalla who has descended to the Lower Realm?


    After pondering for a moment, Luo En eventually dismissed the idea of barging in.


    There was no ill intent; there was no need to escalate the situation over a mere suspicion.


    Since he had chosen to let her treat Rose, he might as well let her do so wholeheartedly; perhaps a miracle could happen.


    ~~


    Three hours later.


    A slender arm parted the curtain, revealing a pale and exhausted face.


    ��Is it done?�� Xili asked excitedly.


    Belldandy nodded, forcing a somewhat reluctant smile on her face.


    Seeing this signal, Xili could no longer contain her excitement and rushed into the tent.


    Celebrian quickly followed suit.


    On the other hand, it was Luo En who walked towards the tottering Female Doctor and supported her:


    ��How do you feel? Are you alright?��


    Hearing the concerned inquiry, Belldandy showed a trace of gratitude:


    ��It��s okay. I��m just a little tired from spending too much energy.��


    ��Let me help you inside to sit down for a while.��


    Without waiting for a response, Luo En helped Belldandy into the house and sat her down in a chair, then poured her a cup of soothing herbal tea.


    Such considerate gestures instantly endeared Belle to his kindness.


    ��Rose is awake! Rose has woken up!��


    At this moment, Xili and Celebrian exclaimed with joy from beside the bed.


    Luo En looked towards the source of the sounds and couldn��t help but gaze at the revived Rose.


    After Belldandy��s treatment, her body had undergone noticeable changes. Her silver hair that once reached her ankles had been shortened by half, and the innocence and confusion on her face had been replaced by a mature charm.


    However, as her consciousness had just revived, her heart was filled with bewilderment:


    ��What happened to me?��


    ��You have no idea; you nearly drove us to our deaths!��


    While complaining, Xili recounted the remarkable feats of Rose��s recent times in detail.


    Upon hearing this, Rose��s face showed a mix of emotions.


    Defenses high, that woman has awakened again.


    The persistent spirit!


    She cursed under her breath, then looked gratefully towards the divine healer in the chair:


    ��Miss Belle, thank you for treating me.��


    ��It��s nothing; let��s just say it��s my way of repaying you for helping the caravan...�� Belldandy answered warmly.


    Then, glancing at the moon outside the tent, she stood up to leave:


    ��It��s getting late; I should go back.��


    Feeling the sudden grip on his arm, Luo En stood up, understanding her intention:


    ��I��ll walk you out!��


    After the two had walked a distance away from the tent, and seeing no one around, Luo En stopped and asked:


    ��Did you ask me to come out because there��s something else?��


    ��Yes, actually, Miss Rose has not fully healed.��


    ��What do you mean?��


    ��Her two personalities are interdependent, born from the extremes of good and evil, like the two sides of light and shadow. Simply removing any one side would bring about bigger problems. So I could only help her personalities achieve a balance, rather than truly curing the condition.��

 Chapter 890: 47: Come, Hit Me!_3

    Chapter 890: Chapter 47: Come, Hit Me!_3


    Belldandy answered frankly, her tone carrying a sense of helplessness.


    She was not a professional Medical God, naturally lacking the ability to cure diseases instantly.


    The reason she could awaken Rose��s other personality was merely through [Adjustment], artificially creating a boundary for them, temporarily stabilizing the existence of the two personalities.


    Luo En massaged his temples, then asked:


    ��What happens to her next?��


    ��Each personality occupies the body for twelve hours, one responsible for the day, and the other for the night, thus forming a delicate balance.��


    ��Isn��t there another way?��


    ��There is.�� Belldandy hesitated for a moment, but finally divulged honestly, ��Besides letting good and evil coexist, it��s possible to have them devour each other, only preserving the victorious side. However, doing so could very easily make her personality extreme.��


    After a pause, Belldandy added:


    ��Moreover, the two of them have already formed different selves, in a sense, they are different lives; I don��t believe I have the right to decide who lives or dies. So, which one to keep, I leave to you.��


    ��How do we go about it?��


    ��To retain the innocent side, make her feel as much of the world��s beauty as possible; to keep the dark side, let her suffer.��


    ��Alright, I��ll find an opportunity to pass your words onto her.��


    Luo En promised solemnly, thanking Belldandy once more on behalf of Rose.


    Hearing Luo En��s response, Belldandy couldn��t help but show a relieved smile on her pale face.


    Luo En didn��t make an arbitrary decision, but, like her, left the choice to the person concerned, which made her feel a kindred spirit with him and respect for the man before her grew.


    Pity...


    Belldandy thought of her elder sister Urd��s instructions before leaving and sighed inwardly, though her face blossomed into a bright smile:


    ��Right, is there anything else you need?��


    After pondering for a while, Luo En lightly shook his head:


    ��Not really.��


    ��Don��t be shy, feel free to bring up any thoughts, I might be able to help!��


    Seeing Belldandy so enthusiastic, Luo En felt it hard to decline her kindness at the moment, and wanted to take this opportunity to ask about his foster daughter Heluo��s recent situation.


    However, at the instant he was about to speak, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.


    As if opening his mouth would mean the loss of something he possessed.


    This strange intuition had saved Luo En��s life countless times in crisis situations.


    So, he resolutely trusted his instinct, waving goodbye to Belldandy:


    ��I appreciate the thought; I don��t have any particular ideas. The night is already deep, and I have to travel again tomorrow, so you should also rest early.��


    Watching Luo En��s figure disappear into the distance, Belldandy felt somewhat frustrated as she stamped her foot.


    Damn, it was so close!


    Once he made a request, after fulfilling his wish, according to the Nordic God Era��s principles of [Sacrifice] and [Exchange], she would then be able to demand [Reward] from him.


    ��Maybe, use the opportunity to buy back [Herself]?


    This was Belldandy��s plan for redemption.


    Even though elder sister Urd��s intention was for her to disrupt the other party��s investigation into the truth behind the Dragon Disaster and to directly break the agreement.


    But after all, it concerned the life and death of countless Dwarves in the Dwarf Country, and such brute force in defaulting was somewhat against her own moral code.


    So, after much thought, Belldandy came up with this brilliant idea of [Equivalent Exchange].


    In order not to give the other party any excuse, she even went to great lengths to cure Rose properly, to clear the debt for their quartet��s role in saving the merchant caravan.


    After so much preparation, to think that he didn��t take the bait in the end!


    Humph, it doesn��t matter.


    If not this time, then there will be a next!


    I refuse to believe you have no Weakness, no needs!


    Secretly scoffing to herself, a certain Fate Goddess was determined to make an assertive sale.


    Meanwhile, inside the tent.


    Celebrian and Xili had already returned to their rooms, and upon hearing the words that Luo En brought back, Rose frowned deeply:


    ��So, she��s still here?��


    ��In theory, yes.��


    ��No, that kind of idiot full of fantasies doesn��t deserve to live!�� Rose spat venomously, for some unknown reason hating her own kind-hearted personality to the core.


    ��It��s useless for you to tell me this.��


    Luo En shrugged his shoulders, indicating he couldn��t help.


    But Rose shook her head and retorted:


    ��No, it does help!��


    ��?��


    Luo En looked at his subordinate, the Evil God, not understanding her meaning.


    And under his gaze, Rose, with a fierce determination, pulled out a long, thorn-covered whip from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it over, her seductive face revealing a strong Desire:


    ��Come on, whip me!��


    Luo En: ��...��

 Chapter 891: 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses

    Chapter 891: Chapter 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses


    Early morning, the gentle sunlight passed through the tent, casting a shine on a body as glossy as black jade.


    Kneeling inside the tent, the Dark Elf Girl clasped her hands and bowed her head, murmuring softly:


    ��Merciful Mother Earth, may Your vast embrace forever comfort the souls of the departed...��


    After completing her daily prayers, she turned to look behind her, a pure smile appearing on her delicate face:


    ��Are you awake?��


    Two big orbs jolted into view, and Luo En helplessly pressed his forehead and closed his eyes:


    ��Put on your clothes first.��


    ��Oh.��


    The Dark Elf Girl obediently nodded and began to put on the clothes scattered around.


    Hearing the rustling sounds stop, Luo En opened his eyes, sizing up the Dark Elf Girl in front of him, he tentatively asked:


    ��Iris?��


    The Dark Elf Girl nodded again, asking:


    ��It seems, you��ve met my [mother]? Does she still hate me that much?��


    Luo En was somewhat surprised.


    Previously, when Iris�� personality surfaced, [mother] Rose was her taboo word, a mere mention could almost drive her to madness.


    Unexpectedly, after Miss Belle��s treatment, not only did the personalities stabilize miraculously, but they also became aware of each other��s existence.


    One must say, that woman really had something.


    Seeing Luo En not speaking for a long while, Iris�� originally bright expression gradually dimmed, and she sighed deeply:


    ��She still won��t let go of herself...��


    Luo En vaguely sensed the scent of [secrets] in Iris�� words, and curiously asked further:


    ��What do you mean?��


    Iris seemed to be spurred by the desire to share, and slowly revealed [mother] Rose��s past.


    She was among the first Elves born from Ancestor Ymir, gentle and pure-hearted, harboring the utmost goodwill towards everything around.


    Back then, Elves were not divided into Light and Dark; they were one family. Differences in skin color and birthplace did not stop them from hunting together, gathering together, sharing together, singing together.


    Rose, by virtue of her excellent leadership and creativity, perfected the Elf culture with rituals, dances, music, and hunting, arguably ennobling her as the civilizing founder of the entire Elf Clan.


    Her transcendent status and contributions in various fields also led the Elves to honor her as the [main mother], making her some sort of ruler in Elf Country.


    But as time went on, some discordant voices gradually spread within the clan.


    Light Elves were born from the sun-facing side of Ancestor Ymir��s corpse, noble and holy; Dark Elves were born from the dark side of Ancestor Ymir��s corpse, lowly and filthy;


    Light Elves were entitled to the sun-drenched lands, while Dark Elves only deserved to stay in the gloomy deep pits;


    Darkness existed before light, their main mother was one of the Dark Elves, they are the true rulers of Elf Country...


    Initially, Rose did not realize the danger of these rumors, simply thinking it was just regular disputes.


    Therefore, she held goodwill towards all Elves, earnestly persuading all parties, believing these minor conflicts would dissipate over time.


    But ultimately, differences created barriers, barriers led to chaos, and chaos sparked conflicts...


    Countless Light and Dark Elves took up arms, engaging in a mad slaughter on their own land, to decide who truly was the master here.


    It was a particularly bloody war. The battlefield��s soil turned red with blood, tens of thousands perished, discarded helmets piling into small hills...


    Only when the Asa Divine Race intervened and defined the living areas for Light and Dark Elves, did this bloody slaughter come to an end.


    After that, Rose went mad.


    She believed her indecisiveness and kindness had killed her own people.


    The essence of the Nordic World is blood and fire.


    Only the strong survive, the weak are merely slaves dominated by Fate.


    Fear is a tool stronger than steel, love and respect are both weak and useless burdens!


    To prevent the kindness within her from becoming her Weakness, she excised that part of herself.


    Thus, the Spider Goddess Rose was born.


    She wielded cruelty as her weapon, fed on fear, encouraged the Dark Elves to follow the law of the jungle, fight each other, eliminate the weak, reveling in seeing Conspiracy and Betrayal, completely moving from one extreme to another...


    After listening, Luo En gazed at Iris:


    ��So, you are that self?��


    Iris nodded, sighed deeply:


    ��Mother took the wrong path; her actions are meaningless, only tormenting herself.��


    She was born from Rose��s soul, embodying a past Rose was unwilling to face.


    As a being of the same essence, no one understood better than her; while Rose ruled the Dark Elves with terror and hunted the Light Elves, she also tormented herself.


    Luo En also agreed with Iris��s view.


    Just as he taught Xili, there is nothing wrong with kindness itself.


    However, to make kindness yield favorable results, one must always keep their eyes sharp and hold their blades ready.


    Rose attributing the rift between Light and Dark Elves to herself and performing self-excision was indeed a bit extreme.


    What Luo En found even more concerning, however, was how did those rumors glorifying Light Elves and demeaning Dark Elves originate in the first place?


    Given that darkness existed before light, and considering that Rose, the [main mother], was also of Dark Elf origin, it��s evident that the Dark Elves held significantly greater power in Elf Country than the Light Elves.

 Chapter 892: 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses - Part 2

    Chapter 892: Chapter 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses �C Part 2


    This situation greatly promotes the theory that Light Elves are inherently noble, and the purpose is probably not so simple.


    ����By exploiting the weak to overpower the strong, this is the beginning of disasters!


    If all this is not a coincidence, then a lot of things that happened in the Elf Country suddenly become intriguing.


    Luo En looked up at the sky, his deep eyes flickering dimly.


    At this moment, Iris calmed down a bit and made a sincere request to Luo En:


    ��If possible, please help her.��


    Luo En frowned: ��How do I help?��


    ��Kill her!�� Iris said solemnly and sincerely, ��Let her be liberated from this pain.��


    Hearing this, Luo En suddenly felt a headache.


    Are the relations between this mother and daughter really so good?


    One after another, each wants the other dead.


    And why does it always have to be him they think of using as a tool?


    In order not to get involved in this cause and effect, Luo En tactfully refused:


    ��You should discuss this among yourselves; I��m afraid I can��t interfere.��


    ��No need for real action.��


    Iris grabbed Luo En��s right hand, placed it on her heart, and sincerely said,


    ��I can feel it, you are the only person she trusts in the outside world. Just give her enough care, and this love will definitely melt that darkness!��


    Hearing Iris��s request, Luo En found it both funny and sad.


    Iris was wrong about one thing; Rose was willing to obey and trust him, not because he could bring light.


    On the contrary, Rose sees him as a disaster star, destined to become a conflagration and ignite the World.


    So, this is not a play of light transforming darkness, but a story of a little Enchantress finding her organization.


    I��m no good at transforming with love, but I��m quite good at leading others astray. Want to give it a try?


    Seeing that Luo En did not respond, Iris, mistakenly thinking that Luo En was reluctant to provide his [care], boldly took the initiative:


    ��If you are not familiar with this knowledge, I can teach you.��


    Saying that, Iris climbed onto the bed using her limbs, closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and drew close, making a gesture of an old hand showing the ropes to a newcomer.


    Everything has a price.


    If sacrificing some charm can liberate [mother] from darkness, it��s not a bad thing, after all.


    But watching Iris��s slightly trembling eyelashes, and her throat frequently making swallowing motions, Luo En felt even more amused.


    Little sister, I��m the one who should be teaching you about this.


    Fortunately, before Iris could officially make her move, Celebrian and Xili, who had woken up early, came in.


    Seeing the two people on the bed about to make close contact, Celebrian and Xili showed awkward expressions:


    ��Sorry, it seems we came at a bad time.��


    ��No, you come at just the right time!��


    Luo En, as if seeing a savior, quickly called for help,


    ��Quick, pull her away!��


    Both Celebrian and Xili breathed a sigh of relief and instinctively did as suggested.


    However, as soon as they helped Iris to her feet, the Dark Elf Girl couldn��t help but frown in pain and show a painful expression:


    ��Ouch, my butt hurts...��


    Looking at the blood spots on her clothing, Celebrian and Xili first paused, then cast an ambiguous look at Luo En:


    ��Your preference...��


    ��Is a bit special...��


    A huge false accusation landed on his head, and Luo En felt like crying without tears.


    Although Rose begged for whipping last night, he refrained.


    So, that crazy woman had to self-flagellate, unhesitatingly torturing her own back and buttocks to feel the pain.


    In the end, Luo En couldn��t stand it any longer and knocked Rose out with a single chop, finally stopping that crazy woman from self-abuse.


    Thus, he really is innocent, truly a role model of moral integrity even amidst chaos.


    But oddly enough.


    When he was in Greece, he was involved in infidelities every day, yet everyone considered him a decent person.


    Yet in the Nordic, where he kept himself clean, he instead got branded with the stain of chaos and perversity.


    Perhaps, this is the hidden cost of lies.


    Since he had promised to keep a secret for Rose, Luo En couldn��t explain too much; he could only cast a Healing Skill to speed up the healing of the wounds on Iris��s back and buttocks.


    Luckily, Celebrian and Xili did not probe too much into this issue and quickly escorted the recovered Iris away.


    Their speed was as if they were fleeing a den of demons.


    Well, let the virtuous vindicate themselves.


    Luo En comforted himself while packing up the camp and miscellaneous items, ready to set out.


    After a day��s rapid journey, the caravan officially entered the Northern Realm,


    now not far from the Dwarf Capital, approximately just two or three days�� travel.


    As evening approached, everyone stopped to camp at the base of a spacious mountain to rest.


    As the leader, Gandalf, as usual, marked the array, arranged guards, and directed the caravan members to build fires for cooking.


    After finishing all these tasks, with nothing else to occupy him, he pulled out a stack of neatly cut wooden tokens and proposed to the four newcomers:


    ��Would you like to play a few rounds?��


    By the firelight, Luo En saw the tokens engraved with images of Asa Divine, Warriors of Wan, Giants, Elves, and symbols such as the Floating Battle Ship and Eternal Spear, and Said Witchcraft.


    ��Cards? Old man, I didn��t expect you to enjoy this too!��


    Xili, rubbing her hands excitedly, joined in.


    ��Traveling such a long distance, both tiring and boring, we need to find ourselves some fun.��


    Gandalf, while speaking, skillfully shuffled, cut, and dealt the cards, and began a game with Xili, who was clearly a fellow enthusiast.


    This was a competitive game that had recently spread around the Midgard World.


    Players could choose to command up to six different factions: the glorious and proud Fairy Palace Camp, the filthy and brutal Giant Camp, the cunning Warner Immortal Realm, or the methodical Midcourt Camp, etc.

 Chapter 893: 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses - Part 3

    Chapter 893: Chapter 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses �C Part 3


    Every faction has different playstyles, which can vary with different combinations of cards in hand, forming various tactical strategies.


    Due to its popularity and educational value, along with being based on legends and reality, this entertainment game quickly became all the rage, especially among the human society��s upper-class nobility, and gradually acquired certain social attributes.


    Old Gandalf and Xili, one a semi-retired royalty from Ancient Norway and the other a Princess of Cintra, naturally played cards frequently and both had commendable skills and techniques.


    Therefore, the well-matched pair engaged in a fierce battle on a wooden stump.


    Soon, this novel game attracted the attention of Celebrian, Rose, and Belldandy.


    Seeing their interest, the ever-willing-to-share Old Gandalf immediately gave up his spot and imparted all his accumulated card-playing expertise.


    Among the three ladies, two were bona fide Goddesses and one was the Elf Queen, renowned for her wisdom in the future, who could barely squeeze into the ranks of the Goddesses.


    Hence, they learned quickly, familiarizing themselves with the rules of this wood card game after just a few rounds and easily got the hang of it.


    With the experience passed on by Old Gandalf, the three of them soon mastered the game and gradually surpassed Xili in skill.


    Seeing her losses pile up, Xili felt increasingly outmatched:


    ��I��m done playing, you three play.��


    When a seat opened up, Belldandy��s eyes flashed, and she smiled at Luo En, who was sitting off to the side:


    ��How about you give it a try?��


    ��I haven��t played before,�� Luo En politely declined.


    ��No worries, we can teach you; it��s easy to learn!�� Celebrian answered.


    ��But...�� Luo En hesitated.


    But before he could finish, Rose unceremoniously pushed Luo En into the seat: ��We��re one short, it��s just you we need!��


    And as Luo En formally took his seat, the eyes of the three women sequentially sparkled with mischief:


    ��Playing cards alone seems a bit dull.��


    ��How about we add a little wager?��


    ��The winner can make a request of the loser?��


    Hearing their proposals, Luo En sincerely advised:


    ��Let��s just have fun, there��s no need to bet...��


    ��That settles it!��


    The three women instantly agreed, drowning out what Luo En was about to say.


    In the end, the minority yielded to the majority, and the bet was set.


    Seeing that it was a done deal, Luo En helplessly raised his hands:


    ��Alright then, but I��m a novice, you��ll have to be easy on me.��


    The three women, having achieved their goal, nodded repeatedly, yet their eyes revealed an excitement that spoke louder than words.


    Take it easy on you? That��s not gonna happen! Prepare to cry from losing!


    ~~


    An hour later.


    Rose looked utterly dejected, and Celebrian had a hollow gaze.


    And Belldandy was on the verge of tears:


    ��I thought you didn��t know how to play?��


    ��Yeah, I just learned,��


    Luo En blinked, answering truthfully.


    ��You learned just now and won seven games in a row?�� Belldandy was on the brink of hysteria, her hand trembling slightly while holding the cards.


    ��Maybe I��m just naturally talented,�� Luo En said with an earnest face.


    Before this, he indeed had not encountered this particular wood card game, but he was very skilled at a card game called ��Gwent.��


    The mechanics of the two games were extremely similar, with many formulas and strategies directly applicable.


    Plus, his Master Hecate, the Goddess representing [Chance] and [Games], often used various small games to provide him with intense training.


    In many senses, Luo En was a gaming expert.


    Betting against him, once at the table, one needed to be prepared to be stripped clean.


    I told you, gambling is harmful, and yet you wouldn��t listen...


    Luo En sighed, his eyes hiding a mischievous smile, his face showing a helpless expression:


    ��Cheng Hui, seven requests each, who��s going to settle the debts first?��

 Chapter 894: 49 Heluo: Slurp, the Taste of a Lie!

    Chapter 894: Chapter 49 Heluo: Slurp, the Taste of a Lie!


    Two days later, a towering undulating city stood on the horizon.


    This was a Dwarven city. The architectural style was bold and spectacular, backed by a solitary peak and facing the plains. The whole city was built according to the terrain, with houses of varying heights almost hollowing out the entire mountain.


    Finally, we��ve arrived at Turin City!


    As the destination was now in sight, the merchants in the caravan sighed in relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and a hanging heart finally settled down.


    Among them, Celebrian, Rose, and Belldandy, the three Goddesses, were especially noticeable in their behavior, even coincidentally shifting outward a bit more, increasing the distance between them and Luo En from the group.


    No choice, they had inadvertently racked up seven requests to the man.


    Naturally, they would want to avoid their creditor as much as possible.


    Luo En chuckled at their subtle movements, not taking it to heart.


    He had given these three women a bit of a lesson, just to keep them quiet on the way so he wouldn��t have to deal with their schemes every other day.


    As for the seven requests from each, they were an unexpected gain.


    Concerning this, Luo En was in no hurry to make his demands, as nuclear weapons only have the most deterrent effect when not used.


    With the ��Guild�� as a golden signboard, the caravan went through inspections, paying taxes, and entering the city all very smoothly.


    Under the lead of Old Gandalf and Belldandy, everyone quickly arrived at the Guild��s station.


    Even in the Dwarf Capital, where every inch of land was as precious as gold, the Guild��s presence remained strong.


    Here, not only did they have nearly a thousand square meters of space, but the architectural style was also majestic. There were also two giant wolf statues made of wrought iron at the entrance, obviously the work of Dwarf artisans, with the signatures of the Seven Dwarf Clans on them.


    Every detail showcased the good relationship between Dwarfs and Humans as well as the potential influence of the Guild.


    And just as everyone walked through the gate, a swift figure like the wind pounced into Belldandy��s arms, and a cheerful and melodious voice followed:


    ��Belle, I could smell you from miles away, come on, let me see if you��ve developed recently~!��


    Belldandy couldn��t help but blush, pushing down the head that was rubbing and sniffing around in her embrace, reminding with a stern face:


    ��President, there are people here!��


    Hearing the displeasure in that voice, Heluo finally ended her habitual tease and looked up at the people, a smile that felt like a breath of spring blooming on her face:


    ��With the messages sent by raven, I��ve already received word, and you folks did well on the road. For this escort task, compensation for the families of any casualties will be tenfold, and specialists will deliver it to their homes; for the survivors, the bonus is tripled, along with a paid leave of twenty days. Since you��ve come all the way to Turin City, enjoy yourselves and relax a bit.��


    ��Thank you, President!��


    Voices rang out in unison, exceptionally loud and clear��it was a display of genuine excitement and support, almost every person wearing an expression as if they would eagerly sacrifice their lives for the President.


    Heluo took in the sight, feeling secretly smug.


    Indeed, as her old man said, money makes the mare go, and with enough money at stake, useless people become useful, and even the cowardly turn into brave warriors.


    Unfortunately...


    She shook her head, dispelling a certain figure from her mind. Just as Heluo was about to sigh with a sense of dismay, she sharply inhaled, casting a puzzled look towards a figure behind Belldandy.


    It was a male, with silver long hair, handsome features.


    And then...


    There was no and then.


    Yes, other than these two characteristics, she seemed unable to capture any other features of this person.


    Upon slight recollection, she also could not piece together the man��s facial features in her mind, as if this person was like an undefined mist.


    Something wasn��t right!


    Heluo frowned, stepping briskly forward, and her delicate nose sniffed around the man.


    Such an odd behavior instantly drew the strange gazes of the onlookers.


    Heluo, unconcerned, narrowed her amber eyes, which suddenly became sharp: ��What��s your name?��


    ��Luo En.�� Luo En reported his name with confidence.


    Hearing that certain tone, doubts rose in Heluo��s mind.


    Could she have guessed wrongly?


    ��Cough~~��


    At this moment, Belldandy softly coughed and gently tugged at Heluo��s sleeve.


    Coming back to her senses, Heluo saw that her companions Xili, Celebrian, and Rose, who were with her, showed a wary expression and had their hands on their weapons; she immediately realized and her face regained its formal smile:


    ��Are you the brave souls who lent a hand during the crisis? On behalf of the Guild, I thank you for your deeds. We��ve prepared a banquet in the great hall; let��s share a meal together.��


    As the atmosphere relaxed, Xili and the others also lowered their guards and all directed their gazes towards Luo En, ready to follow this group leader��s decision.


    Luo En then smiled as he accepted the invitation: ��We appreciate the hospitality, President. We��ve been traveling for several days, and we��re quite hungry.��


    His purpose in coming to Dwarf Country was to check on his foster daughter, Heluo, so naturally, there was no reason to run away at first sight.


    However, considering his subtle relationship with the Nordic God Era and Hela��s precedents, he was not planning to reveal his identity directly or play any father-daughter reunion drama with Heluo, so as not to get too emotionally involved.


    The four followed Heluo and Belldandy��s lead to the resplendent great hall.


    The aromatic wines and a wide array of dishes covered the tables, stirring appetite at first glance.


    In addition to that, an old friend was already waiting in the hall.


    ��It was none other than the old Wizard, Gandalf, who had accompanied them along the way.


    ��Let me formally introduce you to one of the Wizard Council��s Circle of Five, ��Grey Robe�� Gandalf. I specially invited him from the Northern Realm to aid us with the Dragon Disaster, and surely you must have made his acquaintance on the road, right?��

 Chapter 895: 49 Heluo: Slurp, Thats the Taste of Lies!_2

    Chapter 895: Chapter 49 Heluo: Slurp, That��s the Taste of Lies!_2


    Heluo took the initiative to introduce herself, and the old man who had been joking and cursing with everyone along the way took off his hat to salute, grumbling with a smile:


    ��You��ve finally arrived, if the feast doesn��t start soon, my old bones are going to starve to death.��


    Seeing an acquaintance at the event, Xili immediately trotted over to greet them.


    After a discussion, she learned that the amiable old man who had been like a relative to her on the road was actually an old acquaintance of her mentor, Yenifa.


    Because her mentor is also one of the five members of the Wizard Council, her emblem is [black], and her status is even higher than Gandalf��s.


    Listening to the exchange between the old and the young, Luo En gradually furrowed his brows.


    The Warlock Brotherhood is the oldest organization of sorcerers in countries like Cintra, Norway, Iceland, Finland, and other Northern Realms, possessing autonomy and independence from the politics of kingdoms. The Wizard Council, on the other hand, is its decision-making body, possessing the power to manage and restrain nearly all mages in Midgard.


    Which is to say, for this Dragon Disaster, Heluo, representing the Divine Authority of Midgard, has actually gotten involved with humans who command mysterious powers [the sorcerers].


    Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?


    With a heart full of doubt, Luo En absentmindedly finished his meal.


    And as the banquet came to an end, Heluo, who was at the host��s seat, clapped her hands.


    A line of maids came in with trays, loaded with heavy gold blocks.


    ��To thank you all for your noble actions, we��re paying you ten times the usual guild master��s salary, please accept it.��


    Since even Gandalf is getting that much, nobody had any objections, and they casually accepted their rewards.


    Seeing a payment [price] completed, a sly light flashed in Heluo��s eyes as she continued to speak:


    ��You��ve come here because of the Dragon Disaster, right?��


    ��Exactly, my teacher Yenifa is under a curse, and we need the Upper Giant Dragon��s blood to break it.��


    Xili stood up to respond, answering honestly.


    Heluo, with a smile, replied, ��An Upper Giant Dragon, that��s manageable. There are three origins of this Dragon Disaster; the [Guild] and the Dwarves have recently identified their lairs through analysis.��


    Analysis?


    Luo En contemplated for a moment and then realized:


    ��The dragon-hunt missions posted in the tavern aren��t really expecting those Adventurers to succeed in slaying dragons one by one, or to clash head-on with Upper Giant Dragons. You want to use these people to draw the attention of the dragon hordes, ascertain the number of dragons, thereby deducing the main lair of the mob?��


    ��Correct!��


    Heluo nodded in satisfaction, admitting openly,


    ��Three Upper Giant Dragons are not something that ordinary Adventurers can handle. Having them attack from all sides and using different encounters to gather intelligence, testing the numbers and strengths of the dragons everywhere. Thus, the guild can track down the main lair of the three Upper Giant Dragons and then send someone specifically to strike, ensuring a fatal blow.


    After comprehensive judgment, this approach is the most effective strategy.��


    And the cheapest, right?


    Luo En mentally scoffed, unable to help but think about how his good daughter was increasingly becoming like a street lamp ornament.


    A single bounty post could make thousands of Adventurers act as meat sensors for her, clearing the trade routes for the Guild. And in the end, it would be the Dwarves who��d foot the bill, not costing her a penny, truly a heartless move.


    However, except for him, no one else present seemed to condemn Heluo��s capitalist behavior; instead, they admired the Chairman��s wisdom.


    Luo En internally grumbled about the darkness of ancient society, while also listening attentively.


    Because according to what he knew about Heluo, the more open and harmless she appeared at the beginning, usually indicated that she was harboring a cunning plan.


    Probably, the main event was yet to come.


    Sure enough, Heluo��s tone shifted, showing a troubled expression to Xili:


    ��Although we��ve identified the lairs of the three giant dragons, to be safe, and to prevent more powerless people from dying in vain, only teams specially invited are eligible to slay the dragon. I really want to help, but slaying the dragon requires strength; just letting you in might harm you instead, and that would be too much for me to bear.��


    ��What should we do?��


    Xili got anxious, somewhat at a loss.


    ��Simple.��


    Heluo stretched out her hand and took out a gold-embossed card from the Magic Circle Diagram, placing it on the table, offering a straightforward answer:


    ��This is the proof of eligibility to participate in the dragon slaying. If you��ve got the ability, just take it directly from me.��


    Without thinking, Xili quickly stepped forward and reached for the gold-embossed card on the table.


    Her teacher was still suffering from the torment of the curse, and whether or not she could obtain the Dragon Blood to cure her teacher depended entirely on it.


    However, as her fingertips were about to touch the card, her body suddenly flew backward like a cannonball, smashing several tables consecutively.


    In the midst of the rising dust, Heluo supported her chin with one hand and played with the gold-embossed invitation on the table with the other, shaking her head in resignation:


    ��Little girl, it seems you��re not strong enough.��


    Subsequently, she looked past Xili, who was down on the ground, and beckoned to the other three members of the team:


    ��How about it, do you want to give it a try together?��


    Seeing the mockery in the depths of Heluo��s eyes and the particularly spacious hall, Luo En immediately understood that a fight was inevitable tonight.


    At the same time, the prideful Celebrian and Rose couldn��t stand this kind of provocation; one bent the bow and readied an arrow, while the other drew her dagger, and simultaneously they launched an attack towards Heluo in front.


    With a slight twist of her body, a titled head, and a step to the side, three Elf Secret Arrows wrapped in emerald light missed their mark one after another. Like a seer, Heluo moved forward with two fingers, pinching a black and purple dagger that emerged from thin air, and sneered disdainfully:

 Chapter 896: 49 Heluo: Slurp, Thats the Taste of Lies!_3

    Chapter 896: Chapter 49 Heluo: Slurp, That��s the Taste of Lies!_3


    ��If that��s the extent of your strength, it��s still not enough to take the dragon-slaying entry ticket from our hands.��


    Celebrian snorted coldly, her lips moving slightly.


    The three Elf Secret Arrows that had missed their target flew back, guided by her will, forming a ��Ʒ�� shape as they shot towards Heluo��s back.


    Rose, who was leading the attack at the front, also suddenly made her move.


    She invoked the Authority of Deities and a web of red and black Divine Power spread out, ensnaring Heluo��s limbs and immobilizing her.


    More importantly, the web was imbued with a powerful divine toxicity that was invisible and intangible, making it hard to guard against. Once touched by it, the enemy would immediately fall into a state of paralysis and weakness, becoming prey ready to be slaughtered.


    ��Interesting...��


    Heluo became slightly more serious, a torrent of golden-red Divine Power bursting from within her, turning into a blazing flame that instantly incinerated the toxic Divine Spider Silk and the incoming Elf Secret Arrows. Meanwhile, the rich Fertility Power coursed through her entire body, purifying the divine poison that had invaded.


    ��Clang!��


    Accompanied by a sharp clang of metal, the red and black Dagger that Rose aimed at Heluo��s throat was restrained by a lucent golden wolf claw.


    Easily defending against all attacks, Heluo taunted with a teasing laugh:


    ��Is that all?��


    ��Here comes my turn!��


    A shout erupted from beneath the chaotic table and chairs. As Heluo turned toward the sound, an unexpected silver-grey figure emerged from behind her, wielding a Silver Sword and chopping down swiftly.


    ��Bang!��


    The sword struck the ground and several marble tiles shattered instantly, with a few strands of brownish-grey wolf fur drifting in the wind.


    Heluo touched the ends of her slightly damaged hair, looking at Xili with a mix of surprise and suspicion.


    In that instant, the little girl had disappeared from her sensory Domain. It was truly inconceivable.


    A mere mortal could possess something as rare as the Time-Space Blood. Who would have thought?


    Luo En watched with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, enjoying the sight of his dear daughter being outplayed.


    Throughout the years without his suppression, it was quite apparent that Heluo had become rather complacent.


    It was evident from her attitude towards Rose and the other two that she did not regard them as a challenge at all.


    Yet, these three had long since surpassed the realm of common soldiers.


    One of them was a genuine female Evil God, who had been pursued by Odin for quelling a rebellion, and was still lively to this day; another was the future Elf Queen, with dual excellence in speed and power, versed in both Magic and Martial Arts; the last one was called the ��Time-Space Girl,�� whose Ancient Blood had the ability to cause minor disturbances in time and space, perfect for catching an opponent off guard.


    While Luo En was reveling in schadenfreude, Heluo glanced towards him as if sensing something.


    Luo En immediately restrained his unscrupulous smile, feigning an innocent demeanor to avoid giving himself away.


    Heluo��s gaze circled Luo En��s face, then snorted coldly: ��Are you done with your attack? Now, it��s my turn!��


    The three ladies, sensing imminent danger, instinctively moved closer together in defense.


    Their joint attack had only resulted in making the President, who was on the defensive, lose a strand of hair.


    Now that she was about to counter-attack with full force, the consequences were potentially disastrous.


    Seeing their wary stance, a smirk formed on Heluo��s lips. She charged towards a table in the corner of the room with a foot stomp, her wolf claw thrusting like lightning towards the throat of a spectator outside of the fray.


    Despicable!


    Caught off guard by this unexpected shift, the three women could only curse inwardly, realizing it was too late to come to the rescue.


    As the claw neared its target, Heluo��s face revealed a smug, sly grin.


    The invitation was not important. She could have as many as she wanted; that was her true objective.


    Humph, liar, let��s see who you really are!


    ��Whoosh!��


    The golden wolf claw pierced through the table, causing dishes to scatter chaotically.


    Watching as the figure with a pierced chest disintegrated into particles of light, Heluo��s face darkened and she ground her teeth, looking behind her.


    ��Thank you for the President��s invitation,�� said Luo En, casually waving the invitation he had just picked up from the table, his smile as calm as before.

 Chapter 897: 50 Giant Dragon: Theres No Need, Really No Need!

    Chapter 897: Chapter 50 Giant Dragon: There��s No Need, Really No Need!


    Under everyone��s watchful eyes, Heluo naturally couldn��t back out and reluctantly deactivated her divine transformation:


    ��Fine, you all pass.��


    Upon hearing Heluo��s promise, Xili breathed a sigh of relief, gratefully looking towards Luo En and the two others.


    Although her personality wasn��t particularly delicate, she at least knew what was goodwill and what was malice.


    Celebrian treated her like a younger sister, their bond the purest;


    Although Rose seemed distant from everyone on the surface, she was warm on the inside, worthy of deep friendship;


    Lastly, Luo En seemed lax but it seemed that no matter what trouble she caused or what dangers she faced, her creditor here could easily resolve them, providing her with a deep sense of security, like a wise teacher and a beneficial friend, most reliable.


    In this team formed by chance, she was the one who most desired the Dragon Blood, while the other three were essentially accompanying her on this adventure.


    This is wonderful!


    Xili sheathed her silver sword, even somewhat looking forward to the upcoming adventure.


    However, before she could enjoy her excitement, Heluo changed the topic and expressed her concerns:


    ��But, you all are fighting in the name of the guild, yet all are new faces, the seventh elders of the Dwarf Clan might complain again about us not caring about their affairs...��


    ��Do you plan to be dishonest about the debt?�� Xili became a bit anxious.


    ��That��s not it. I was thinking of having Gandalf and Belle form a team with you under the guild��s banner. That should be an acceptable explanation for the Dwarf Clan and also ensures cooperation between you.��


    Hearing this, Xili relaxed immediately and nodded in agreement decisively.


    Fighting dragons alongside these two familiar figures was, of course, more than acceptable �� in fact, it was a most desirable arrangement.


    After all, after traveling together, she knew Gandalf and Belle very well, and they had cooperated in numerous encounters against dragons. With their abilities, teaming up would definitely significantly increase the success rate of slaying dragons.


    ��Alright, that settles it then, get some rest early tonight, and as soon as it��s dawn tomorrow, I will take you to the Dwarf Hall for the pre-dragon slaying conference.��


    As the negotiation concluded, Heluo banged the table, setting the decision in stone.


    Xili, overjoyed, walked towards the door with a spring in her step.


    However, just as she was about to exit, she seemed to remember something, turning back to see Gandalf smiling and waving at her, and then she slapped her forehead.


    She had been duped!


    Gandalf was originally an external aid hired by the guild for the Dragon Disaster, meaning the guild likely didn��t have suitable people for dragon slaying at the moment. Coming across their strong team, they couldn��t recruit fast enough, so there was no reason for them to voluntarily create obstacles.


    So, the president probably intended to involve them from the beginning!


    Including Gandalf and Belle in the team, instead of forming a new one, was the best proof!


    ��We��ve been tricked!��


    Xili indignantly shared her realization with the three beside her, but surprisingly, they just nodded their heads, their expressions unchanged.


    Seeing their reaction, Xili soon realized:


    ��Did you guys know this already?��


    ��Not earlier, but when the president shouted to add people last time, we almost figured it out.��


    Celebrian and Rose answered calmly, clearly having better insight than the naive Xili.


    Seeing Xili a bit discouraged, Luo En took the opportunity to comfort:


    ��Thinking of it now isn��t bad either, you��ve grown a lot compared to before.��


    Xili felt a warmth in her heart, like a poor student who had just been praised by a teacher, and she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.


    For a moment, she even forgot to ask Luo En how he had sensed the president��s malicious intentions.


    ~~


    The next morning, the four of them had breakfast and then gathered in the guild hall.


    Heluo arrived as promised, also bringing Gandalf and Belle with her.


    ��Let��s go!��


    Heluo yawned, waved her hand, and led her team into the teleportation array in the backyard.


    A burst of spatial fluctuation flickered past, dazzling golden light filling everyone��s eyes.


    The bricks were coated in golden paint, pillars smeared with gold dust, floors inlaid with gold pieces, and various life utensils and architectural decorations were made of pure gold. The entire hall was resplendent, like a fortress made out of gold.


    If not for the words ��Turin�� written in Dwarf script atop, they might have thought they had entered a Giant Dragon��s lair.


    However, this also demonstrated the Dwarf Clan��s fanaticism towards gold and treasures.


    As the light from the teleportation array ceased, the leader of the Durin Clan, Ivald, approached excitedly:


    ��Lord Heluo, you��ve arrived? Please come in!��


    Hearing the voice, Luo En glanced over and found his old acquaintance. A hundred years had passed, and the old man��s beard and hair were frosted white with age, his back bent and his physique no longer as robust as before, his face covered in wrinkles, and his eyes filled with sorrow and fatigue.


    Only the crown on his head, inlaid with seven gemstones, shone under the sun, emitting a brilliance more dazzling than gold.


    He is a king of the Seven Dwarf Clans, then?


    But, he seemed not to be sitting comfortably as the Dwarf King.


    With a silent sigh, Luo En followed this Dwarf King into the resplendent hall.


    At the moment, dozens of people were already present in the hall, roughly divided into five factions, subtly conversing, maintaining an invisible boundary between them.


    Accompanied by the Dwarf King, Heluo led the six of them to their seats.


    Then, she took the initiative to introduce the composition of the five factions at the meeting.


    The first was the representative of the Dwarf Country��s indigenous forces, the leaders of the Seven Dwarf Clans.


    The seven little dwarfs seated in a row were they, who along with the guild had initiated this pre-battle meeting.


    However, due to ��Dragon Disease��, the seven kings would not personally participate in the campaign but were willing to provide ample rewards and forge the necessary weapons and equipment for everyone.


    Second, the faction from the Immortal Palace.


    At the foot of the stairs, a lanky young man draped in a loose robe, speaking in a sonorous and magnetic voice, engaged in spirited conversation with his companion. Named Bragi, hailing from the Immortal Palace, son of Divine King Odin and the Giantess Gloede, he was the god of wisdom, poetry, and eloquence, one of the Twelve Olympians.


    Beside Bragi, a burly man with a mouthful of Gold teeth, pale skin, keen and far-reaching gaze, back adorned with swords and a horn, tall and muscular, named Heimdall. He was the son of Divine King Odin and nine Ocean Goddesses, Guardian of the Immortal Palace, ranked among the Twelve Olympians.


    In the corner, a silent and bulky man, armed with sword and shield, reliable as a mountain, was named Tyr. He was the god of war and courage, as well as the guarantor of contracts, the protector of oaths, and the embodiment of glory, also a member of the Twelve Olympians from the Immortal Palace.


    The three were half-brothers with a relatively harmonious relationship.


    Additionally, over a dozen Immortal Palace Guards gathered around these three Chief Gods, forming a dragon-slaying team from the Asa Divine Domain.


    Third, the Warner Divine Race.


    In the front left of the hall, a young man wearing a Crown, with golden hair cascading over his shoulders, handsome face, exuding an aura of plants and sunshine, named Frey. Originally a prince of the Warner Divine Race, now the god of fertility, prosperity, love, and peace, one of the Twelve Olympians of the Immortal Palace.


    Behind him stood his elder sister, Valkyrie King Freya, also one of the Twelve Olympians.


    Several robed Said Wizards and Warriors of Warner gathered around them, protecting their former prince and princess, subtly challenging the dragon-slaying team from Asgard.


    But with three Chief Gods from the Asa Divine Race attending, as opposed to just brother and sister Frey and Freya, the Warner Divine Race slightly lacked in momentum.


    However, they still had reinforcements.


    These are three tall male elves with pointed ears, elegant and noble in demeanor, wearing Flower Crowns, followed by a group of Elf Warriors.


    This marks the fourth faction, another group of allies from Dwarf Country, hailing from Alfheim, the Elf Three Kings, rulers over the three great Light Elf Clans of Vana, Noldor, and Sindar.


    With their natural affinity for nature, they were closely connected with the God of Fertility Frey, hinting at a unified front, and stood in distant opposition to the dragon-slaying team from the Asa Divine Domain.


    As for the fifth faction, it was a particularly odd combination.


    Leading them was a cold Beauty with purple hair and red eyes, wearing snow boots, standing two meters tall. Dressed in a purple and white Combat Hunting Suit, a small Cen Wood magic wand tucked at her waist, she radiated an inaccessible chilly aura, quite like a snow lotus blooming atop a high mountain.


    By her side, a girl with long brown-black hair, looking green and somewhat bored, yawning as if unaccustomed to such lengthy discussions.


    Beneath their feet, a brownish-yellow tabby cat lounged on the sunlit floor, contently licking its paws.


    Luo En��s gaze landed on the cold beauty with purple hair and red eyes, a flicker of astonishment showing in his eyes.


    �� Scadi?


    Why is she here, too?


    Immediately, Luo En shook his head in bemusement, surveying the hall filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, somewhat amused.


    From the three Chief Gods of Asa Divine Race, to the two Chief Gods of Warner Divine Race, to the Elf Three Kings from Elf Country, the Seven Dwarf Kings from Dwarf Country, and the current spokesperson of Midgard, Heluo...


    Nearly every notable power from among the Nine Great Kingdoms of the Nordic World, apart from Hela��s realm of Helheim, had come to make their presence felt.


    As former rulers of the World, how could the Giant Clan miss this excitement?


    Scadi representing the Giant Clan at this assembly seemed quite in order.


    Finally, an assembly from Midgard emerged.


    For his part, Luo En was confident enough to butcher three Giant Dragons into Dragon Meat sashimi all by himself.


    Together with Evil Goddess Rose, Battle Mage Gandalf, Time-Space Girl Xili, Elf Queen Celebrian, and the somewhat mysterious Said Witch Belle...


    So...


    Luo En scanned the assembly once more, his gaze finally resting on Heluo, playfully nibbling an apple.


    ��Are you sure this is a dragon slaying expedition, not an assault on the Golden Palace?��


    ��Can you even say such things loosely? If Odin��s old ravens overhear, I can��t guarantee your safety.��


    Heluo shot Luo En a glare and scoffed,


    ��Don��t worry, you heard right, the mission is just about three Upper Giant Dragons.��


    ��Yet with this lineup, even if Black Dragon King Nidhogg himself showed up, he��d probably have to lay down, right?��


    Xili, upon learning the identities of those present, was dumbstruck, looking around at the legendary deities and heroes with curiosity and awe, like a little rabbit accidentally wandering into a dinosaurs�� park.


    Unlike Xili��s excitement and thrill, Luo En��s face grew unusually serious.


    This Dragon Disaster certainly had something fishy about it.


    But, what exactly could justify such a massive mobilization from the top powers of the Nine Great Kingdoms?


    Luo En grew increasingly curious.


    In the midst of sorting his thoughts, he felt a tall figure press close behind him.


    The proximity slightly unsettled him, making him instinctively shift to the left. The figure behind him moved left as well.


    Luo En paused, shifted to the right, and the figure followed suit, sticking to him like a clinger.


    ��Hey, what are you doing?��


    Luo En looked behind to see Celebrian cowering, and couldn��t help but complain.


    ��Stay still, block me a bit!��


    Celebrian tugged at the hem of Luo En��s clothes, speaking in a hushed tone, desperately avoiding raising her head.


    What?


    As Luo En was momentarily distracted, several graceful figures approached from the front:


    ��Are you also from the Elf Clan?��


    Celebrian shuddered, her anxiety increasing as she hid more firmly behind Luo En, incessantly mumbling:


    ��Can��t see me, can��t see me, can��t see me...��


    Watching Celebrian beh=����

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    Chapter 899: Chapter 52: Learn to Meow with Me


    The next morning.


    Since connecting eyes across the sky with the Elf Three Kings, Xili, Celebrian, and Rose seemed to have broken through a barrier, becoming even closer.


    Early in the morning, they went out together, laughing and chatting, heading to the market in Turin City to purchase supplies, leaving Luo En alone in the empty house.


    With nothing else to do, Luo En played a few rounds of the variant Gwent card game with the old man Gandalf in the courtyard. Then he wandered out to visit the library of Turin City to investigate the matter regarding the Fafnir brothers.


    As he walked and paused along the way, taking in the scenery, Luo En couldn��t help but marvel at the unique forging culture of the Dwarves.


    Almost every household had a forge for crafting; the sounds of hammering raw embryos and quenching metals were incessant. From small farming and cooking utensils to large weapons and warships, all were produced in the workshops of the Dwarves.


    It could be said that every adult Dwarf was a skilled artisan, and the entire city of Turin was like a massive armory.


    Moreover, compared to the Elves�� over-pursuit of perfection and refinement, Dwarven craftsmanship focused more on mass production and practicality. In a word, it was the embodiment of durability and generous supply.


    With the integration of the Seven Dwarf Clans now complete, once war broke out, the united Dwarf Clan could provide a steady stream of weapons and equipment to their allies.


    Thinking of this, a flicker in Luo En��s eyes indicated that the thoughts churning in his mind seemed to have unveiled a corner of the mist shrouding this Dragon Disaster.


    As he walked and pondered, a figure among the crowd caught his attention.


    A tall woman, with a body so ravishing it could lead to sin. Her long silvery-gray hair draped over her exposed shoulders, exuding a sense of looseness and laziness, but the stern black gown below radiated an aroma of blood mixed with roses.


    As Luo En��s gaze shifted to the woman��s face, a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.


    Freya.


    Or rather, Freya, who had used Illusion Technique to change her hair and eye color.


    Seemingly sensing that subtle spying from within the crowd, Freya halted her steps, with the initial laziness gone from her demeanor, then quickly ducked into a narrow alley, making use of the crowd and the buildings to hide her trail.


    Such heavy stealth.


    Could this be something shady?


    Luo En muttered to himself, then tucked in his aura and quietly followed.


    After several turns, Freya arrived at a low and dim alley.


    After carefully checking the surroundings, she breathed a sigh of relief and tossed some jerky on the ground, calling out firmly:


    ��Come here!��


    After a rustling noise, several proud and scheming creatures scurried out from the shadows, rushing to Freya��s feet to compete for the jerky on the ground.


    ��Don��t rush, there��s more.��


    While scolding these little gluttons, Freya crouched down and took out more jerky.


    Instantly, more hungry little beings emerged, vying to show off their skills for the food.


    A black-and-white patched cat climbed onto Freya��s lap, gently flicking its tail. The delicate white cat jumped on top of Freya��s head, blending in with the silver hair. A frail kitten circled at her feet, occasionally making pleading mewing sounds.


    This affectionate comportment clearly indicated that Freya��s feeding them was not a one- or two-day affair.


    At the moment, the Valkyrie, surrounded by cats, held a calico cat in one arm, happily stroking it, while tossing jerky with the other hand:


    ��There��s enough for everyone, enough for all!��


    Hidden around the corner, Luo En saw this scene and was simultaneously amused and dismayed.


    Almost forgot, this woman Freya is a certified cat lover.


    So it��s all about disguising, taking detours, and making it look like a spy exchange, only to sneak over to feed and stroke cats?


    Though somewhat disappointed, Luo En stuck to the principle of not returning empty-handed and snapped a few photos of Freya with the Shadow Crystal Stone, serving as an archive of her dark history.


    By now, Freya had fed a dozen or so feral cats, and like a queen, she rose and surveyed her territory.


    When she approached a pile of metal embryos and saw the unfamiliar face in the crevice, she raised an eyebrow:


    ��New here? Come out and let me see you.��


    Hearing the query, the orange cat in the crevice glanced skeptically at Freya on the outside, then turned back around and continued to sleep in the shadows.


    ��Don��t understand?��


    Freya, experienced in handling countless cats, pondered for a moment, then crouched down on the ground mimicking a cat, and communicated with the newcomer hiding in the metal embryos using the cat language:


    ��Meow~ Meow meow~ Meow?��


    ��?��


    The orange cat looked back at Freya, its gaze more puzzled and even with a hint of disdain.


    In fact, not just the orange cat but even her former boss Luo En, upon seeing Freya��s nodding and tail-wagging behavior, couldn��t help but cover his face, finding it hard to bear the sight.


    Who would have thought that the steel-blooded Rose on the battlefield had such an odd side in private.


    Wondering who would look more like a cat, her with cat ears and a tail attached, or the orange cat under the metal embryo.


    At this moment, the Valkyrie King, oblivious to her shattered dignity, upon seeing the persuasion fail, hmphed coldly:


    ��Huh, quite arrogant!��


    She squeezed half her voluptuous body into the crevice between the metal embryos, reaching for the orange cat that was curled up in the corner, determined to capture this uninvited guest and thoroughly cuddle it in her arms.

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    Chapter 900: Chapter 52: Learn to Meow with Me_2


    Seeing the approaching magic claw, the orange cat jumped up alertly and squeezed out through the other end of the gap with agile movements.


    ��Trying to run? No way!��


    Freya quickened her pace and cornered the orange cat.


    Then, the Valkyrie King smiled triumphantly, extending her magic claw inch by inch towards the adorable creature trapped in the corner with no escape:


    ��Humph, you think a little kitty like you can escape from my palm?��


    This cat servant is truly hopeless...


    As Luo En secretly scoffed, he couldn��t help but notice the weak, helpless, and pitiable little kitty in the corner arching its back, its fur standing on end, and emitting a low growl like muffled thunder, clearly in an aggressive stance.


    A sense of danger inexplicably crept into his heart.


    Luo En��s expression suddenly changed, and he bellowed:


    ��Get out of the way!��


    A familiar pulling sensation surged in his heart, and Freya��s body uncontrollably shifted to one side.


    At the same time, the orange cat in the corner opened its jaw, and several forked crimson cores shot out from its mouth, grazing past Freya��s figure and striking the metal embryos stacked in the alley.


    Amidst the clanging collision, those extremely hard metal embryos were swept into the mouth of the orange cat by the forked crimson cores, disappearing in an instant.


    Witnessing such a bizarre scene, Freya involuntarily gasped for cool air and immediately switched to her Valkyrie form, wielding a golden sword and shield, and vigilantly guarding against the seemingly harmless orange cat in the corner.


    Seemingly sensing the threat, the orange cat growled and backed away, then leaped onto the wall, disappearing into the crowd on the street with a few bounces.


    With the crisis resolved, Freya exhaled a sigh of relief, still shaky.


    In that moment of confrontation, she actually had a premonition of death.


    And her opponent was just a seemingly harmless orange cat?


    A strong sense of absurdity overwhelmed her, throwing Freya��s thoughts into disarray.


    However, she quickly suppressed the random thoughts and hurried to the corner of the alley.


    Looking at the empty area, Freya was not surprised but touched the wall that retained a trace of scent, her gaze flickering.


    That feeling, that sound...


    There was no mistake, he��s back!


    Freya released her Valkyrie form, lazily stretched her slender waist, and her lips curled up in pleasure.


    The Dwarf Dragon Disaster, shaking the Nine Realms.


    So, that guy is most likely among them!


    ~~


    At this very moment, Luo En was weaving through the crowd, searching for the orange cat while his thoughts raced.


    Was that just now... an Elemental Devouring Beast?


    No!


    This is the Nordic God Era; how could such a thing exist!


    Luo En shook his head and decisively rejected the answer, recalling the scenes he��d witnessed in the alley.


    Swallowing metal embryos weighing dozens of tons in one gulp... the appearance of a cat...


    Devouring... Cat... A threat to the Chief God...


    Suddenly, an answer surfaced in Luo En��s mind �C the cat that couldn��t be lifted �C the World Snake Jormungandr!


    Yes, it must be this creature.


    In Nordic mythology, Jormungandr once took the form of a cat in Jotunheim and competed with the Thunder God Thor. Even the mighty Thor could only lift one of its paws.


    As soon as the identity of the orange cat was confirmed, Luo En couldn��t help but rub his somewhat sore temples.


    He recalled that the Winter God Skadi, who had come to attend the pre-war meeting in Turin City, had an orange cat by her side.


    Judging by the fur color and appearance, it should be the same one.


    The Giant Wolf Fenrir, the Death Goddess Hela, and the World Snake Jormungandr...


    He hadn��t expected the three culprits who would start Ragnarok in Norse mythology to gather so quickly.


    And it seemed that the distribution of these three pots was quite even.


    Midgard breeding Heluo, the Immortal Palace creating Hela, and finally the Giant Clan hiding Jormungandr, each had a share. Once Ragnarok came and the world collapsed, no one could claim innocence.


    Nordic, it��s becoming livelier and livelier...


    Luo En groaned in pain and quickly entered an alley, following the lingering scent of Jormungandr.


    Moving so quickly, he nearly collided with a purple-red figure coming from the opposite direction.


    Skadi��s expression turned cold at first, then softened a bit upon recognizing the person, and she asked in a deep voice:


    ��What are you looking for in such a hurry?��


    ��Just now on the road, a strange cat ran off with my things.��


    ��What did it look like?��


    ��About this long, with orange fur, and its tongue that it stuck out could fork.��


    Luo En described as he gestured, mixing truth with fiction.


    Listening, Skadi gradually frowned:


    ��Could it be that one?��


    ��You know it?��


    ��It might be mine; I��ll help you look for it.��


    Luo En readily agreed, joining Skadi in the search for the offending orange cat.


    However, after combing the surrounding alleys, they found nothing.


    Skadi looked around, somewhat puzzled:


    ��Strange, where did it go?��


    ��No worries, it��s just a few forging embryos, nothing important.��


    ��Tell you what, later I��ll take you to where we��re staying. It usually goes back when it��s tired from wandering outside. When we catch it, we��ll make it spit out what it swallowed!��


    Luo En nodded, expressing agreement.


    The more accommodating he was, the more Skadi felt apologetic, and she slightly awkwardly began:


    ��However, it might have to be tonight; I still have some things to do right now.��


    ��Do you need help?��


    Skadi thought for a moment and did not reject Luo En��s offer of help.


    The two of them walked out of the alley, one after another, heading towards the low residential area on the east side of Turin City.

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    Chapter 901: Chapter 52: Learn to Meow with Me_3


    As the two walked away, in a small courtyard two streets away, a magical pattern shattered, and the head of an impish old spirit wiggled free from its constraints, looking back in surprise:


    ��Scadi? Why are you here?��


    Meanwhile, the fugitive orange cat was perched leisurely on the girl��s head, licking its paws.


    ��I��m here on serious business.�� Belldandy answered in a grave tone, then loosening her arms, she glared at her most mischievous younger sister, ��As for you, Scouty, weren��t you in Jotunheim? How did you end up running to Dwarf Country again?��


    Hearing this, Scouty flapped her arms dismissively with a pained expression, ��Don��t even mention it, our eldest sister has gone mad somehow, and now she��s chasing me around the world! If she catches me, even if I don��t die, I��ll surely be skinned alive, so how dare I stay in Jotunheim? Therefore, I came with Scadi to Dwarf Country to avoid the storm, lest our sister beats me to death.��


    After pouring out her grievances, Scouty��s little face tensed, and she clenched her fists tightly, swinging them fiercely in the air:


    ��I don��t even know who leaked the information, telling her I was in Jotunheim. If I catch them, I��m going to make them pay!��


    ��What��s your plan for revenge then?��


    ��What else? Of course, it��s to give my cat some extra meals!��


    Scouty ground her little fangs as she communicated her plans.


    That seemingly fierce but adorable expression inadvertently exuded a cold aura of imposing authority.


    As a Fate Goddess, she was the most capricious and the most dangerous among the three sisters.


    Legend has it, during one of the Norn sisters�� casual trips to Denmark, they entered a noble��s home where the firstborn was about to be delivered. The eldest, Urd, promised that the newborn would be handsome and brave, and Belldandy foretold great wealth and poetic talent. Before Scouty could speak, the neighbors, having heard of this miracle, swarmed in, filling the room and rudely bumping Scouty from her seat. Annoyed, Scouty rose to say that her sisters�� generosity was in vain, for she would promise the newborn��s Life would only last as long as the small candle by the bed.


    At that moment, the candle had already burnt halfway, its end imminent. The mother, cradling her baby, heart shattered, pleaded. Belldandy, compassionate but unable to retract her sister��s words, watched as Urd took the candle stub, blew it out, and gave it to the mother, instructing her to keep it until her son grew tired of living, and then to burn the rest.


    The matter was thus resolved satisfactorily, and the child lived exceptionally long, over three hundred years.


    This incident sufficiently reveals the differences in the sisters�� characters:


    The eldest is mature and stable, the second kind and gentle, the third whimsical and unruly.


    And now, hearing her younger sister��s plan for revenge, Belldandy, however gentle and kind, couldn��t suppress the anger in her heart, raising her fist to strike her sister��s head:


    ��Extra meals? Let��s see who��s getting the extra meal today!��


    The iron fist fell, the orange cat leapt quickly, trembling, hiding into the shadows.


    And Scouty, holding her now swollen head, squatted on the ground, drawing circles with tears in her eyes:


    ��Why hit so hard? I wasn��t the one who told on you.��


    ��Then do you know why our eldest sister is so angry she wants to kill you?��


    ��Why?��


    ��Because your running away has caused me such trouble!��


    Belldandy coldly brushed back her bangs, revealing a divine seal enveloped in golden Flames.


    Now, as the investigation into the Dragon Disaster deepens, the golden ring of fire is gradually closing, outlining a more complete master-servant pact.

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    Chapter 902: Chapter 53: Divine Assistance from My Sister-in-Law


    Several hours later, Scouty listlessly withdrew her right hand, her face etched with defeat.


    She hadn��t expected that even her Power of Future couldn��t truly erase this divine seal.


    ��Who made the pact with you? I��m going to slaughter him!��


    Scouty cracked her knuckles, grinding her teeth as she spoke.


    However, before she could take any action, a resounding punch landed heavily on the top of her head:


    ��Do you want to make the World even more chaotic? You don��t need to meddle in this! If you don��t want to get caught by Big Sis, you��d better stay well hidden!��


    Belldandy revealed a rare authority, issuing a stern warning to Scouty.


    As the glue among the three sisters, she knew both Big Sis Urd and Little Sis Scouty inside out.


    One was mature and steady, the other was wild and rebellious; one represented the past that had become fact, the other held the uncertain Future, a pair of intrinsically opposed natures.


    In the past, the two couldn��t meet without trading barbs, and if it weren��t for her mediating and buffering between them, they probably would use their powers to ��show each other love�� every time.


    If she mentioned the gamble that Big Sis Urd had made with that man, whether Scouty would trouble the man was another matter, but she would probably have to wrestle with Big Sis Urd first.


    Moreover, to be fair, that man was also a victim.


    One couldn��t simply blame everything on the other party and then take anger out on him, could they?


    If so, what difference would there be between herself and those Evil Gods?


    Belldandy couldn��t help but recall their shared experience of fending off the Dragon Disaster, saving the innocent, and the silver-haired, purple-eyed figure, as well as the card game under the moonlit night.


    Furthermore, even without this pact, it seemed she still owed him seven favors.


    If he...


    ��Second Sis, why are you blushing?��


    Just as Belldandy was lost in thought, Scouty leaned in with her little head and asked curiously.


    Belldandy snapped back to reality and turned her head away with a slight cough:


    ��It��s nothing, I just thought of something pleasant.��


    Listening to that somewhat elusive tone, Scouty showed a hint of doubt.


    But quickly, she shifted her gaze and changed the subject:


    ��By the way, why are you in the Dwarf Country?��


    ��I��m responsible for transporting some goods for the Guild and, incidentally, investigating some matters.��


    Belldandy��s response cleverly separated the two tasks to prevent Scouty from suspecting the people around her.


    And indeed, Scouty fell for it, her eyes flashing with fury.


    Could it be a Dwarf who made the pact with her second sister? Serves those little Dwarves right to be tormented by the dragon horde!


    Wait, the forces responding to the call of the Dwarf Country to slay dragons almost included all six races �C the Asa, Warner, Elf, Human, Giant, as well as Dwarf; God knows which bastard is from which race?


    Don��t let me catch you, or you��ll regret it!


    While fuming silently to herself, Scouty chatted with Belldandy absent-mindedly:


    ��So, you��re Belle, right? Have you joined Midgard��s team now?��


    ��Yes, Heluo has been good to me, and I��m getting a salary from the Guild, so I should play the part well.��


    ��Your team seems to have a diverse range of members. You have Dark Elves, Light Elves, Human Wizards and Demon Hunters, and you, the hidden Fate Goddess. It��s impressive that members from so many different races and stances can fit into one team and get along harmoniously; looks like your leader has some skills.��


    ��Yes, his name is Luo En, and I guess he might be from the Immortal Palace. He��s polite and thoughtful towards allies and quite resourceful against enemies, which makes him very pleasant to work with.��


    As Belldandy spoke, she couldn��t help but remember that she still had seven unsettled favors with Luo En, and this added to her frustration as she clenched her teeth and added,


    ��But he��s a bit too clever and likes to play tricks. Be careful when you run into him in the Future, don��t get duped by him!��


    ��You seem to know a lot about him.��


    Scouty nudged her sister teasingly with her elbow as she spoke, then swiftly shifted the conversation,


    ��So, you followed him here?��


    Belldandy sensed the teasing in Scouty��s words and immediately realized her little sister had been interrogating her deliberately. Annoyed, she glared at her mischievous sister,


    ��Don��t ask about things you shouldn��t. Focus on taking care of your own business!��


    She indeed followed Luo En here, but for a serious reason.


    While watching Luo En play cards with Old Gandalf, she heard that Luo En was going to the Dwarf Library to conduct some investigations. Thus, she covertly followed him, hoping to find an opportunity to intervene with the Power of Fate and disrupt his investigation, lest he really discovered something that would lead to the fulfillment of the master-servant contract.


    Unexpectedly, she bumped into Scouty, her third sister, who had also snuck out to look for her cat.


    To avoid revealing her identity, she had no choice but to take her sister into this abandoned courtyard for a private display of sisterly affection.


    But the little girl turned out to be much sharper and naughtier than she expected, linking her to Luo En in just a few words.


    In order not to reveal Luo En��s connection with the contract and cause trouble for this temporary leader, Belldandy quickly changed the subject,


    ��By the way, why are you hanging around with Scadi?��


    ��Big Sis came knocking, so I had to run away and lie low for a bit! Scadi was coming here to the Northern Realm, so I just joined her on the way. Before the Durin Clan pledged allegiance to Midgard, this place was very close to the Mountain Giant Clan of Jotunheim. During the honeymoon period between the two clans, this place was practically a backyard for the Mountain Giant Clan. Scadi, as the daughter of the Mountain Giant King Saki, often travels around the Northern Realm, so she knows the area well. With her as a guide, I can avoid a lot of trouble.��

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    Chapter 903: Chapter 53: Divine Assistance from My Sister-in-Law_2


    ��But the relations between the Dwarf Clan and the Mountain Giant Clan had shattered long ago, what is she here for now? To represent Saki and win over the seven dwarf kings, or simply for the precious treasures of the Dwarf Clan?��


    Scouty shook her head, speaking with some puzzlement:


    ��To hunt, she said so herself.��


    ~~


    Meanwhile, inside a low and dimly lit dwelling of the dwarves.


    ��I have already dealt with those Dragonkin that attacked your village.��


    Scadi tossed a gray cloth bag onto the table; the dwarven mother and child inside the house tremulously opened it, and upon seeing the gold coins and ornaments stained with traces of blood within, they burst into loud sobs.


    Yet those tears were filled with the pleasure and joy of revenge.


    Whether the Dragonkin were natural Magical Creatures or transformed from dwarves, from the moment they lost their reason, they would become accomplices in instigating the Dragon Disaster.


    Under the relentless plundering and assaults by the dragons, countless villages and towns in the Northern Realm were turned to ashes by Dragon Flame, countless dwarves died unnatural deaths, and just as many dwarves were displaced.


    But most dwarves, despite their brute strength, were no match for those Dragonkin, and were further trapped by the mysterious Dragon Disease, doomed never to seek vengeance on those beasts themselves.


    Fortunately, they still had a Hunting God...


    ��Thank you, Lord Scadi.��


    The dwarven mother wiped her tears, leading her child to kneel before Scadi as a gesture of their excitement and gratitude.


    Scadi nodded faintly, then left the dwelling, heading off to the next household of dwarf survivors of the Dragon Disaster.


    After walking out from one dwarven home amidst thousands of thanks, Luo En finally couldn��t help asking:


    ��Are you here in the Dwarf Country to hunt?��


    ��Yes, as a Hunting God, fighting Evil Beasts, defeating larger and stronger Demon Species is both my hobby and my duty.��


    ��Including warding off the Beast Disaster, protecting a region?��


    ��Something like that.��


    Scadi��s answer was ambiguous, but the gradually thawing frost on her face said it all.


    ��Then why didn��t you speak about these deeds of yours earlier at the venue?�� Luo En asked, puzzled.


    ��Why should I? What do they think, and how does it concern me?�� Scadi retorted.


    Luo En, upon hearing this, couldn��t help but be at a loss for words.


    Then, Scadi, thinking of her own experiences at the venue, scoffed derisively:


    ��Besides, in their eyes, giants are the incarnation of evil, no matter what I say or do, it��s always considered ulterior. What difference does it make whether I speak or not?��


    Luo En nodded in agreement:


    ��Race does not represent glory. I��ve seen the most contemptible deities, and also the most noble giants.��


    With that gaze falling upon her face, a faint blush surfaced on Scadi��s cold face; she turned her head to one side and said softly:


    ��You really are different from them.��


    ��It��s just that you haven��t met many people like me.�� Luo En responded modestly.


    Scadi smiled, noncommittally.


    At the prior venue, from the initial dispute between the Light and Dark Elves to the subsequent incidents involving the giants and the Nibelungen, those who were willing to speak justly were always in the minority.


    In both matters, the ones who continuously maintained an impartial attitude seemed to only be him.


    If the former could still be said to be out of personal affection to protect a companion, then speaking for the notoriously infamous Giant Clan out of justice undoubtedly proved his inherently noble and upright nature.


    This was starkly contrasting to another individual.


    ��Damned Loki!�� Scadi couldn��t help but curse aloud.


    ��The God of Tricks from the Central Court?�� Luo En feigned surprise, inquiring with confusion, ��What about him? Does he have a grudge against you?��


    ��Something like that.�� Scadi snorted coldly, ��That fellow first used deceit to force the Giant Clan to retreat, then lured the Durin Clan of the dwarves with gold and liquor to betray us, the Mountain Giant Clan, and shift allegiance to the Middle Court. I used to hunt throughout the Northern Realm, but he took it all away with his schemes and machinations!��


    Then, looking around at the dilapidated dwelling and the Durin Clan dwarves tormented by the Dragon Disaster, her tone grew even more indignant,


    ��According to the rules of the North, it��s nothing if he took it; it��s just the victor and the vanquished. But what I despise is, even though he was already the winner, he dropped his responsibilities, not knowing where he ran off to have fun, failing even to take care of his own subjects. What kind of Lord of the Middle Court is that?��


    Being bluntly criticized like this, as the person involved, Luo En couldn��t help but be torn between laughter and tears, muttering inwardly.


    Stop criticizing, stop...


    I chose to sleep because I didn��t want to get too involved and didn��t want to act prematurely. Otherwise, if I, as the disaster of the Twilight of the Gods, really started roaming around, your situation might not be any better than it is now.


    And, I am here now, aren��t I?


    At that moment, Scadi suddenly remembered Luo En��s identity as a person of the Central Court, realizing her intemperance, and hastened to rein in her irritation, explaining sincerely:


    ��Sorry, I��m not targeting you, but that irresponsible scoundrel Loki!��


    ��Right, I believe you.�� Luo En felt slightly embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, ��Let��s not talk about this for now; let��s focus on finishing delivering the remaining relics.��


    ��Sure, just a few more houses left, once we��re done with these, let��s go to my home, and have [Ymir] return the things it has swallowed.��


    Scadi nodded repeatedly, then hurriedly finished delivering good news and returning lost items with Luo En.


    ~~


    The ��home�� Scadi referred to was actually a Temple of the Hunting God.

 Chapter 904: 53: Divine Assistance from My Sister-in-Law_3

    Chapter 904: Chapter 53: Divine Assistance from My Sister-in-Law_3


    Judging by the external dilapidation and signs of decay, the structure seems to have been built before the Durin Clan switched allegiances.


    However, in the Nordic God Era, a polytheistic world, while serving the gods of Midgard and Asgard, the Durin Clan didn��t completely abandon their worship of the Hunting God Skadi, who once protected the Northern Realm.


    Thus, though the Temple appeared somewhat deserted from the outside, the interior remained as pristine as ever, with fresh fruits, vegetables, nectar, and prey laid upon the altar �C evidently receiving regular offerings from the grateful Durin Dwarves.


    ��Skadi, you��re back!��


    The future Goddess of the Hunt, Scouty, with her dark brown hair, excitedly rushed up to greet Skadi, taking the snack offered and retreating to a corner to enjoy it thoroughly.


    And the orange cat culprit found itself smoothly captured by Skadi��s hands.


    ��What have you eaten today? Spit it out!��


    ��Meow?��


    The orange cat, with its big watery eyes, looked utterly bewildered.


    ��Stop feigning innocence!��


    With a cold huff, Skadi unceremoniously punched the orange cat on the head:


    ��Open wide!��


    In pain, the cat looked pleadingly at Scouty, its creator, but its master was wholeheartedly engrossed in her meal, completely indifferent to its plight.


    Left with no choice, the orange cat obediently opened its mouth.


    Skadi skillfully widened the jaw of this disaster of a beast with one hand, while the other reached down its throat, searching.


    ��This doesn��t seem to be it...��


    After a moment, Skadi glanced at the two gold bricks she pulled out and tossed them carelessly aside.


    ��Not this, not this either! Where is it?��


    And so the second, third, and even the tenth item were pulled out in succession: from gemstones imbued with Magic Factors, to half-digested Magical Pigs, remnants of Dragon Crystal, and common minerals from ley lines...


    Observing these items extracted from Yemengade��s belly, Luo En couldn��t help but marvel at the cat��s expansive diet and huge appetite.


    Unfortunately, none of these items were what he had lost, and regardless of their value, they were irrelevant to him.


    ��Found it!��


    Finally, after pulling out a hundred or so miscellaneous things from Yemengade��s stomach, Skadi eventually located the metal blanks described by the owner.


    With a wave of her hand clearing the miscellany that cluttered the Temple, she watched Luo En receive the washed metal blanks. A satisfied smile crossed her chilly face, feeling quite accomplished.


    All this hassle for a few metal blanks?


    I should never have swallowed them!


    Yemengade, now a quarter of its original size and reduced to skin and bones, was on the verge of tears. Seizing a moment when Skadi was distracted, it desperately wriggled free from the Goddess of the Hunt��s grasp, leaping back into Scouty��s arms. There it absorbed the Divine Power emanating from its mother to alleviate its hunger while joining her meal.


    The two gluttons quickly polished off a large stack of pastries. Scouty, still unsatisfied, wiped her mouth and then finally found the time to lift her head and curiously examine today��s visitor in the Temple:


    ��Luo En, right? I recognize you.��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En tensed with wariness.


    Together with the World Snake Yemengade, along the road, he had inquired about the cat owner��s name �C Angelboda, and the true identity of this little girl before him all but revealed itself.


    �� The future Goddess Scouty.


    �� His intended, yet-to-be-married fiancee.


    As Luo En pondered whether he had inadvertently given himself away, Scouty quickly stepped forward, tilting her head and asking with a playful smile:


    ��I heard you��re a nice guy, is that true?��


    ��That��s an overstatement. It��s just friends talking me up.��


    ��Have you gotten married yet?��


    ��Not yet, what about it?��


    Luo En cautiously responded, ready to react violently at any moment.


    What��s this about?


    Are we reigniting old flames, or is this a plan for revenge on a heartbreaker?


    Unexpectedly, Scouty��s face shone with an even brighter smile, praising enthusiastically:


    ��It��s great that you��re not married!��


    Caught up in her excitement, she patted Luo En��s shoulders vigorously, her eyes gleaming with joy as if squinting into crescent moons, and she silently chuckled to herself.


    Since my second sister likes him, he��s the one.


    Although with the Authority I possess, I can��t erase that divine seal from thin air, I can create a chaotic future!


    Like, drawing my sister into another contract for risk mitigation.


    I am such a genius!


    While boasting to herself, Scouty, through physical contact, etched the mark of the [Future] on her personally chosen one��


    ��Fate favors you, and the present Belldandy will forever be by your side!


    Meanwhile, at the Guild.


    ��Achoo!��


    Having bid farewell to her sister and returned earlier, Belldandy sneezed loudly, feeling an inexplicable chill creep in.


    As if something bad was quietly unfolding...

 Chapter 905: 54 The Soul of the Minotaur Blazes Fiercely

    Chapter 905: Chapter 54 The Soul of the Minotaur Blazes Fiercely


    At twilight, Luo En said goodbye to Scouty, Scadi, and Yemengade��two people and a cat, and returned to the Guild-provided lodging for his team.


    As soon as he entered, a brown-haired, red-eyed canine creature dashed out of the house like a gust of wind, giving him a sniff-over before disdain showed in its eyes:


    ��Reeking of women��s perfume, where have you been fooling around?��


    ��Just met some acquaintances on the way, does the Guild Leader really need to ask about that?��


    ��Forget it, no point in asking. You won��t tell me anyway.��


    Heluo waved her hand disinterestedly, plopped herself down on half her backside on the dining table, and casually took an apple from the fruit plate to chew on.


    Looking at Heluo��s dusty bare feet, and the thin nightgown with shoulder straps almost slipping off, Luo En frowned involuntarily:


    ��You are, after all, the Guild [Leader], the Wise Wolf who manages [Fertility] and [commerce], you should at least pay some attention to your image.��


    Heluo rolled her eyes at Luo En and continued doing whatever she pleased:


    ��I won��t ask what you��re doing, so don��t meddle in my affairs.��


    Having eaten one apple, Heluo seemed not yet satisfied, and simply picked up the fruit plate, tasting the snacks while hopping across the bedroom��s desks and chairs, and even jumping onto Luo En��s bed several times, leaving behind a trail of dirty footprints.


    Luo En watched, veins throbbing and blood pressure skyrocketing, his hands itching unbearably.


    If he stayed any longer, he might really be unable to restrain himself from disciplining this Wolf Lady, or simply pinning her down on the bed and giving her a hundred lashes.


    ��Seems like the Guild Leader enjoys this place very much, then I won��t disturb you.��


    Luo En found an excuse and turned to leave.


    And watching Luo En��s departing figure, and the fist unconsciously tightened in his sleeve, Heluo finished the last bite of her apple, her eyes revealing a playful smirk.


    ~~


    After many twists and turns, he arrived at a secluded courtyard.


    Hoping to relax his nerves in this quiet environment, Luo En didn��t expect that someone had already beaten him to it.


    ��Miss Belle? You��re here, too?��


    Belldandy closed the manuscript in her hands and looked up at Luo En at the door.


    ��Lord Luo En, what a coincidence?��


    ��Stop with the formalities, from now on we��re companions, it��s better to drop these courtesies.��


    ��Alright, as you wish.��


    Belldandy smiled and nodded her head, then gestured for Luo En to sit down in the pavilion, casually inquiring,


    ��How is it going? Any leads on [Dragon Disaster] investigation recently?��


    Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated. Her purpose this time was to prevent the man in front of her from discovering the truth and to regain her own freedom.


    Due to bumping into her younger sister Scouty yesterday, the tailing was abandoned, and she had no idea how far Luo En had advanced with the matter, and could only ask face-to-face to fill in the blanks in information.


    Luo En sipped the floral tea in his cup, pondering aloud:


    ��As far as I know, the [Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease] are likely related to the initial gold mining operations, so I want to find the person in charge of the first gold mining and the identities of the first batch of miners, to validate some of my speculations.��


    ��Did you find them?��


    ��Not yet; I ran into some trifles during the day and got held up by accident.��


    Luo En was somewhat frustrated.


    Seeing the expression on the opposite side, Belldandy spontaneously suggested:


    ��How about I join you tomorrow? I��ve been to Turin City a few times and am quite familiar with the area. Plus, to access some more confidential archives, one needs the Guild��s permission.��


    ��Great, let��s go together tomorrow morning!��


    Luo En promptly decided on the itinerary for the next day, and even unconsciously grabbed Belldandy��s hand in his excitement.


    Skin touching skin, an indescribable electric sensation transmitted from the point of contact to each other, activating deeper emotions; with their eyes locked, the gazes became dreamy and passionate, the air around them heated up inexplicably.


    ��Cough...��


    A low cough came from outside the door. Rose, switched to Evil God form, leaned against the door frame, her gaze teasing as she looked at the two people hand-in-hand in the courtyard.


    With the presence of this third-wheel, the ambiguous atmosphere surrounding them scattered instantly. Belldandy was the first to snap out of it, hurriedly withdrawing her hand from Luo En��s grasp, and stood up awkwardly, saying:


    ��You two go ahead and talk, we��re departing in two days, I need to prepare some Magic Potions in advance.��


    Watching Belldandy��s figure disappear into the night, Rose turned her head, her face showing teasing sarcasm:


    ��So you like this style? Dragging a decent woman into the water?��


    ��Crack!��


    Right after she finished speaking, a clear sound of bone breaking came from her right hand, and a surge of intense pain flooded her mind.


    Rose clutched her floppy wrist like a noodle, looking at what was ahead with horror.


    Beneath the pavilion, Luo En remained calm as he drank tea, lightly asking:


    ��So, did you come here just to say this?��


    Rose, enduring the pain, quickly shook her head.


    Although this new superior was kind and seldom punished subordinates without cause, this did not mean she could overstep without limits.


    With her mind clearing up amidst the pain, Rose didn��t dare to talk nonsense any longer and stated her purpose directly:


    ��When Celebrian, Xili, and I went out to purchase supplies today, we ran into the Elf Three Kings again, and almost got in a fight with them over some harsh words.��


    ��The Light Elf Race is really not making any progress.��


    Luo En shook his head, his impression of those Light Elves sinking even lower.


    Civilizations of the Longevity Species often have several downsides that are easy to encounter: rigid social classes, lack of initiative, and an inflated sense of self...

 Chapter 906: 54 The Soul of the Minotaur Blazes Fiercely_2

    Chapter 906: Chapter 54 The Soul of the Minotaur Blazes Fiercely_2


    Just so happens, the Light Elves seem to have monopolized everything.


    Since the Dark Elves were expelled underground, the Light Elf Clan, having lost its rival, dominates the Elf Country.


    However, this did not lead them to more splendid prosperity, but to internal divisions, their strength waning with each passing generation.


    In the past, the Elf Clan was also known as ��the species closest to the Deities,�� some even being able to arm-wrestle with the Asa Divine and Warner Clan.


    But now, they have fallen to the point of sharing a table with Dwarves.


    Adding to this, the Elves�� desire and drive for reproduction are extremely low, and the population of the clan is decreasing year by year.


    If they do not innovate and renew, the decline of the Elf Clan is almost certain.


    ��So, Celebrian?


    Hope she can take on this burden.


    Luo En sighed to himself, then asked:


    ��How are you all? Did anyone get hurt?��


    ��No. Later, Elf King Frey arrived. He spoke to calm the three Elf Kings and also apologized to us.��


    ��He��s so kind-hearted?��


    ��Of course not.�� Rose sneered, ��He just took this opportunity to show us some favor.��


    Hearing this, Luo En understood.


    In the original Nordic Mythology, Frey was a love-stricken fool.


    In order to marry Gaimir and Opoda��s daughter Ged, not only did he offer a substantial dowry, but he also gave the ��Sword of Victory,�� the treasure of the Warner Clan, to the giant. Consequently, during the twilight of the gods, Frey, weaponless, had to fight valiantly against the Flame Giant Surt and ultimately, he died fighting.


    And with Rose, Celebrian, and Xili��s looks, as well as the Elf Blood they carry, Frey��s attentiveness is not surprising.


    Luo En put down his cup, casually asked:


    ��What do you think?��


    ��Obviously, let him stay wherever it��s cool! If he really cared about us, he would have stood up for us at the meeting already. Now, his sheepish coming up to make amends is just because he��s taken by our beauty. Probably in his mind, him, being so noble, stooping to make peace, is already a grand favor.��


    Rose unapologetically replied, then shifted her gaze to Luo En, shook her not fully healed hand, and displayed a sycophantic smile.


    ��Of course, you are different! A boss as despicable, shameless, and decisive as you truly deserves to be followed.��


    ��If you keep praising me like that, I��m really tempted to kill you.��


    Luo En waved his hand to cut off Rose��s uniquely styled praise and added in a deep voice,


    ��Since the supplies needed for purchase have been bought back, don��t go out in the next two days but practice your team coordination.��


    Rose respectfully nodded, and just before stepping out the door, she solemnly warned:


    ��Celebrian seems to have a strange attitude towards Frey.��


    ��Oh?��


    Seeing the boss raise his eyebrows, Rose quickly added:


    ��It��s the fearful kind, as if she��s intentionally avoiding him.��


    ��I thought you��d take this opportunity to rat out Celebrian.��


    Listening to Rose��s explanation, Luo En was somewhat surprised.


    Rose replied irritably: ��With your insight, how would I dare? Besides, she just helped me; even I wouldn��t be so vile as to stab a helping hand in the back, right?��


    Luo En smiled, non-committally waved his hand, and let Rose go rest.


    As that graceful figure gradually disappeared into the night, Luo En raised his hand to stroke his chin, murmuring to himself.


    Is Celebrian afraid of Frey?


    Could it be that her reason for fleeing from the Elf Country is related to Frey?


    As Luo En was lost in thought, Rose, hidden in the shadows, thought about her boss��s ambiguous attitude, and his silent demeanor at the end, suddenly feeling alarmed.


    Could he have misunderstood something?


    Had I known, I wouldn��t have said anything.


    Rose was filled with regret, starting to worry about Celebrian��s situation.


    Even if that lord is generous and simply dispels the Illusion Technique, expelling Celebrian from the team, the consequences would still be quite severe for this Elf Princess.


    Let alone her unexplained absence from home, now mingling with the Dark Elves and squabbling with the Elf Three Kings... If the authorities of the Light Elves catch her in the act, she could drown in their spit.


    No way!


    This must not happen! I��m still waiting for her to sit on the Elf Throne and lead those pale-skinned long-eared ones from within into corruption!


    After pondering for a while, Rose raised her hand and took out a pink potion bottle from the Magic Circle Diagram, her eyes filled with reluctance and sympathy.


    This thing was originally kept for herself.


    Either to take that guy down and seek greater benefits; or to make him happy, so he could help solve the ��Iris�� problem.


    Unexpectedly, she hasn��t used it yet, but now she��s giving it to Celebrian to try.


    Moreover, she��s a Light Elf, sworn enemies of the Dark Elves.


    You��re getting a bargain!


    Rose muttered to herself and began walking towards the kitchen.


    ~~


    As the night deepened, Luo En returned to his bedroom.


    By then, the chaos created by Heluo in the decorations and bedding had been replaced by the maid, and the air even carried a faint scent of apples and wheat.


    Luo En shook his head, just sat down at the desk and flipped through a few pages, then a ��knock knock�� sound came from the door.


    ��Celebrian, why are you here?��


    Surprised by the figure at the door, Luo En asked.


    ��It��s so late, and seeing you hadn��t rested yet, I thought I��d bring you something to eat.��


    Celebrian replied softly, then confidently walked into the bedroom, opened the food box, and placed the snacks and mushroom soup on the table.

 Chapter 907: 54 The Soul of the Minotaur Burns Fiercely_3

    Chapter 907: Chapter 54 The Soul of the Minotaur Burns Fiercely_3


    Watching Celebrian hesitantly try to speak several times, Luo En smiled teasingly and extended an invitation:


    ��Too much food here, I can��t finish it all, shall we sit down and eat together? If you have something to say, we can chat while we eat.��


    Celebrian nodded in agreement, after having a few snacks and a sip of hot soup, her tense emotions eased quite a bit, and she initiated:


    ��I want to leave the team for a while.��


    ��Because of the Elf Three Kings and Frey?��


    ��How did you know?!��


    Celebrian showed surprise; she had planned to leave the team and lay low for a while to prevent her troubles from dragging her friends into the mix.


    To her surprise, her plans were exposed as soon as she spoke.


    Luo En was unconcerned and casually responded while sipping his soup:


    ��Rose told me.��


    ��That blabbermouth, she promised to keep it a secret!��


    ��You already nearly had it written all over your face, why need her to keep a secret?��


    Luo En chuckled, shaking his head, and asked gravely,


    ��So, what��s the deal with you and Frey?��


    ��This matter has nothing to do with you guys, knowing too much could easily drag you all in.��


    ��Didn��t you form a pact with me just to use me as a shield? Why are you backing out now when it comes down to it?��


    Celebrian, caught in her thoughts, couldn��t help but blush and answered softly:


    ��It��s not backing out, it��s just that I simply don��t want to.��


    ��Why?��


    ��Because we are friends.��


    Celebrian looked directly into Luo En��s eyes, earnest and sincere.


    Although their initial cooperation didn��t involve much trust and had their minds set on using each other, over time, Celebrian began to see Luo En and his team as a pillar of support after leaving home.


    Luo En pursed his lips and spoke seriously:


    ��It��s because we are friends that you should be honest. ��Unity for strength, shared adversity����that��s what friends are for. Speak up, we might be able to help.��


    Perhaps moved by Luo En��s sincerity, Celebrian bit her lip and finally started speaking slowly.


    ��Actually, Frey and I...��


    However, just as she began, Celebrian��s hand trembled violently, and the soup bowl fell to the ground, shattering.


    She staggered to her feet, her blood inside surging instantly as if a fierce flame was burning across her flesh and viscera.


    Hot, so hot!


    Celebrian��s hands reached up, involuntarily tearing at her clothing buttons, trying to cool the sudden blaze within her.


    Having drawn a cool breath from the surroundings, a figure quickly approached, gripping her hand with concern:


    ��What��s wrong? Are you alright?��


    As the heat from his palm transferred, the string in Celebrian��s mind named ��reason�� nearly melted, and her limbs clung tightly to Luo En��s body like an octopus.


    In his confusion, Luo En was about to push Celebrian away when the temperature in his body also started climbing sharply, and the long-suppressed desires ignited, quickly spreading like wildfire.


    ��There��s something wrong with the food!��


    Through their connection, Luo En quickly pinpointed the culprit and moved Celebrian, who clung to him, a few inches away:


    ��Snap out of it, someone drugged me!��


    ��I��m very alert right now, crystal clear!��


    Celebrian responded firmly, the heat in her eyes not completely obscuring her rationality,


    ��Don��t you want to know about Frey and my relationship? Strictly speaking, he is my fiance?. The Light Elves created me from the bloodlines of the three royal families, hoping I would marry Frey and produce progeny with Divine Blood, leading our whole race to transcend the Elf Realm and step into the realm of Deities.


    But I don��t like it! I don��t like Frey! I don��t like those who want to dominate me! Not at all!


    If I had a choice, I��d rather find the answers myself!��


    With that, Celebrian��s hands moved up to hold the handsome face in front of her, and the burning passion and affection could no longer be suppressed as she kissed him deeply.


    The kiss was clumsy and raw but was also brimming with youthful zest.


    A youth-laden Fruit willingly delivered to the lips, combined with the surging force of the potion inside him, Luo En could no longer hold back, he opened the gates of reason, letting the intense desires within ignite.

 Chapter 908: 55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes?

    Chapter 908: Chapter 55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes?


    The next day, early in the morning.


    Dim sunlight streamed into the disheveled room, Luo En extricated himself from the limbs entwined around him like the tentacles of an octopus, looking at the undried tear stains on Celebrian��s face and the swathes of bruises on her body, he couldn��t help but drop a Healing Magic, cautiously covering her exposed corners.


    Ever since he arrived in the Nordic region, he had consciously avoided developing too intimate relationships with the Goddesses here, to spare himself the heartache when the time came to act against the Nordic God Era.


    Therefore, the desire that had been vented this time had been pent up for many years.


    Although he tried hard to control his emotions and body, it wasn��t something Celebrian��s petite frame could easily withstand.


    That she had managed to hold on until he finished venting before fainting was indeed tough on the young girl.


    Luo En kissed her smooth forehead lightly and got up to dress, opening the door and looking towards the corridor:


    ��Try any nonsense again, and I��ll break all eight of your legs!��


    ��Understood.��


    Rose posed a sincerely frightened appearance, nodding repeatedly, though inside she was muttering to herself.


    So, it doesn��t count if it��s allowed?


    Like this time?


    At the thought, Rose couldn��t help but lick her lips, her eyes stealthily glancing at the masculine god radiating male hormones before her.


    Why not take advantage of the drug��s lingering effect and give it a try myself? I could even teach that Light Elf Princess a lesson in bed!


    However, just as Rose had that thought, a clear coolness spread from her mind, instantly extinguishing the evil fire in her brain, and the cunning and seductiveness in her eyes was replaced by innocence and gentleness.


    Iris, spoiling my fun again~!


    Rose grumbled inwardly, but had to submerge her Consciousness obediently.


    After all, with outside help, she couldn��t do anything to this ��good daughter�� now.


    With the return of a pure and gentle aura to the body of the Dark Elf, Luo En felt slightly more reassured:


    ��Celebrian is not feeling well today, don��t wander around. Take good care of her.��


    ��Okay!��


    Iris nodded vigorously, her radiant smile brimming with joy.


    It had been many years since she, the Elf Queen, had taken care of any Elves, especially those of the Light Elf Clan. It was a rare experience that filled her with an overflowing sense of motherly love, and she was very happy.


    Watching Iris hurry off to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Celebrian, Luo En couldn��t help but smile with relief, and left the backyard to go to the front hall.


    At this time, Belldandy was already waiting there, with a Bronze chariot bearing the Guild��s emblem parked outside:


    ��I��ve been to the Turin Library a few times, let me drive.��


    ��Thank you for your trouble.��


    Luo En nodded his thanks, then bent over and got into the carriage, which smoothly drove toward the Turin Library.


    Atop the roof, Heluo nibbled on an apple, swinging her feet, looking at the carriage as it dwindled in the distance, her eyes flickering darkly.


    ~~


    The Turin Library was located in a hollowed-out mountainside, where the air was dry and there was less moisture, ideal for the long-term preservation of books. The architectural style also greatly matched the Dwarf Clan��s pursuit of simple and durable aesthetics, with thousands of storage niches haphazardly carved into the mountainside, exuding a wild charm.


    However, as Dwarves had little interest in literacy and culture, the library��s collection was far less extensive than the official libraries of the Humans and Elves, with content mainly focused on forging, brewing, digging, and other knowledge easily accepted or of interest to the Dwarf Clan.


    But Luo En��s visit was not to study Dwarf culture; he intended to investigate the cause and the first discoverer of the gold mines in the Northern Realm, in order to deduce the origins of the [Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease] targeting the Dwarves.


    Unfortunately, after searching the ore section of the shelves, he couldn��t find the content he was looking for.


    ��Shall we go ask at the Royal Palace? This concerns the life and death of the Dwarf Seven Tribes, so the Dwarf King might reveal some inside information.��


    As Belldandy was suggesting this, the hem of her garment accidentally swept a book that was only a third inserted back onto the shelf to the floor.


    ��Wait!��


    Luo En, seeing the title ��Summary of Rare Mineral Deposits in the Northern Realm�� on the cover, picked it up and skimmed through it, quickly finding a very familiar name


    �� Fafnir!


    Seeing Luo En eagerly picking up the book from the ground and returning to the table to read through it, Belldandy felt a surge of frustration.


    She had come with the intent to disrupt his investigation, but unexpectedly ended up providing him with a clue.


    Even as the Fate Goddess, it felt like Fate was always favoring this guy.


    Hold on...


    While Belldandy was confused, Luo En had also quickly finished reading the records about Fafnir.


    A few months prior, two brothers named Fafnir and Regin had fled to the Northern Realm, their movements secretive.


    After being arrested and interrogated by guards, they confessed to their crimes:


    Patricide and theft of gold.


    Just like the original legend, Herudama��s eldest son, Otte, had been murdered while fishing in otter form, and Herudama demanded compensation in gold to cover the otter��s skin. The murderer complied, bestowing a vast wealth upon Herudama.


    But out of greed, Herudama��s second son Fafnir conspired with his youngest son Regin to murder their father. They stole the treasure and fled to the Northern Realm.


    However, they were caught by suspicious guards while enjoying their freedom.


    According to Dwarf law, such vile criminals who committed patricide deserved execution.

 Chapter 909: 55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes?_2

    Chapter 909: Chapter 55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes?_2


    Yet they proposed to exchange their treasure for their lives.


    They not only possessed a large amount of gold but were also adept at the family��s ancestral Transformation Technique, which was especially suitable for mining and treasure hunting. They came to the Northern Realm this time because they sensed the aura of a gold vein, aiming to strike it rich once again.


    Their greed for gold seemed never to be satisfied.


    But they were willing to exchange half of their treasure for their lives and continue to search for veins and mine gold for the Durin Clan.


    In the end, the Chief Judge couldn��t resist the temptation and agreed to the condition.


    Thus, the great gold rush of the Northern Realm began.


    And this never-ending greed, as well as the complicity with evil, ultimately led to terrible consequences:


    ����[Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease].


    If I��m not mistaken, the three Giant Dragons inside Lonely Mountain should be Fafnir, Regin, and... that Chief Judge?


    Luo En flipped to the end of the manuscript and found that there was no mention of the identity and name of that Chief Judge.


    What��s more perplexing is that according to the original track of fate, the one who killed the son of the dwarf Herudama and found the [Rhein Gold] should be [Loki].


    But Luo En was well aware that he had never met Herudama��s family at all, let alone had any opportunity to commit the deed.


    So, who is the murderer who killed the son of the dwarf Herudama?


    Luo En utilized the Guild��s privileges to comb through the related case files but only found a brief description of the murderer in a corner:


    ����An old man wearing a wide-brimmed hat, accompanied by a long-legged crane.


    An old man... a crane...


    Luo En��s gaze flickered, he gently closed the book, and walked out of the library.


    ��How about it? Did you find out anything?��


    Belldandy chased out of the library and asked anxiously.


    ��No, there are no clues here that I��m looking for.��


    Luo En shook his head in denial, and then raised his hand to shield the somewhat dazzling sunlight, casually saying to Belldandy:


    ��Let��s go back first, we��re setting off tomorrow morning, and there are some things that need to be prepared in advance.��


    ��Okay!��


    Belldandy let out a relieved sigh, her face could not help but brim with joy.


    To conceal her happiness, she quickly brought the carriage over and drove Luo En towards the Guild��s residence.


    The carriage moved steadily as usual, Luo En sat inside, massaging his swollen brow, silently sighing to himself.


    I hope it��s not what I��m thinking...


    Meanwhile, neither of them noticed that the gold flame ring on Belldandy��s brow had completed its final stroke.


    ~~


    On the last day before the battle, Luo En chose not to go out to investigate more clues, but patiently taught Xili.


    The overall level of performance of a team sometimes depends not on strengths, but on its weakest link.


    As the youngest of the Midgard six-member group, Xili was undoubtedly that weak link.


    Should she be embroiled in a fierce battle, she would inevitably be a drag on her teammates.


    Therefore, in order to make this young girl serve some purpose in a critical moment, she needed a crash course.


    Fortunately, after seeing the deities and hero units that roam the venue, Xili also realized her own inadequacy and almost couldn��t wait to learn combat skills from Luo En, a good teacher.


    Due to the urgency of time, there was no chance to lay a solid foundation for Xili slowly, so Luo En could only capitalize on her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, creating a unique [Magic] to complement her swordsmanship, producing unexpected results.


    Xili also studied very seriously and with her extraordinary talent, she quickly grasped the essence of this [Magic].


    On the third day, at dawn, the sky was clear for thousands of miles.


    Accompanying the loud, resounding horn, the ground shook violently, and mounds of earth a hundred meters high rose to the sky, scattering gravel that sealed all passages leading to the outer world from Lonely Mountain.


    ��Roar...!!��


    At the same time, angry and ferocious roars came from the sky, people climbed onto the city walls, looked up, and saw dots of black, green, brown, red, and other colors rapidly approaching Turin City.


    As those unidentified flying creatures beat their wings, closing the distance quickly, their signature lizard-like physique, serpentine pupils, fierce bat-like wings, and tough horns and scales, made the Dwarf Warriors on the walls of Turin City tense up:


    Here they come, Two-legged Flying Dragons!


    And so many of them!


    Seeing hundreds, thousands of Two-legged Flying Dragons swooping in, almost completely blocking the light from the sky, the dwarves�� bodies uncontrollably began to tremble.


    ��Owow~~!��


    At this moment, a low and solemn wolf howl echoed over Turin City, the fragrance of fruit wine and the freshness of wheat carefree delighting the senses, instantly dissipating the Dragonkin��s draconic majesty.


    The battle-hardened Dwarf Soldiers on the city wall quickly reacted, immediately closing the heavy city gates after guiding the demolition team members back inside, turning the winches with all their might.


    Elf Mages were chanting elaborate runes, setting up defenses for the whole city to withstand the impact from the Two-legged Flying Dragons.


    At the same time, the dwarves pushed forward their carefully crafted Bed Crossbows and Mechanical Crossbows, as well as Magic Cannons, activating them at the lookout posts, and powerful black arrows and potent Magic Beams swiftly brought down large numbers of Two-legged Flying Dragons.


    The elves were not to be outdone either, squads of Elf Mages chanted Curses, while rows of Elf Archers fired Secret Arrows, just as cleanly clearing an area.


    But even though both sides had impressive results in the first battle, such damage was a mere drop in the bucket to the vast horde of dragons.

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    Chapter 910: Chapter 55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes? _3


    However, fortunately, their task was not to completely annihilate these Flying Dragons, but to be responsible for the peripheral containment and lure.


    At this very moment, the five elite squads tasked with the magnificent feat of dragon slaying and destroying [Rhein Gold] had already taken advantage of the chaos to infiltrate into the belly of Lonely Mountain.


    Everything now depended on them!


    ~~


    At the same time, in the dark and narrow belly of Lonely Mountain, the squads also faced a wave of attacks after their rapid advance.


    To their surprise, they were attacked not only by Dragonkin but also by a large number of humanoid monsters with green skin, tall and burly bodies, and protruding fangs.


    Stranger still, these monsters seemed to reproduce through spores. When their hair and skin flakes fell on the soil, as long as the surrounding environment was rich in Magic Elements, those ��Seeds�� would begin to grow things resembling mushrooms. Underneath those mushrooms (underground), eggs would be born, and inside each egg was a new monster.


    As the den of Giant Dragons and the intersection of several major ore veins, the richness of Magic Elements here was beyond doubt.


    Thus, the deeper they went into the belly of the mountain, the more the cave sides were covered with a smooth, sticky liquid, and quivering monster embryos that were maturing.


    ��What is this stuff? It��s disgusting!��


    Xili, who was leading the way, slashed through the green-skinned monsters rushing towards them, sliced open the embryos, and dodged the green sticky fluid spraying around, with a look of disgust on her face.


    ��[Ork], that��s what the Warlock Brotherhood calls them. They probably originated from the souls of the departed who still harbored resentment and obsession, unwilling to enter the Netherworld, lingering forcibly in the present world, and eventually born as half-man, half-beast monsters infused by dark forces from deep within the earth...��


    Following behind, Gandalf clicked his pipe, looked pitifully at the green-skinned monsters killed along the way, and then added,


    ��There��s another kind of departed soul, they do not possess a physical form, they gallop across the battlefield, reveling in war and slaughter, rarely found underground, mostly appearing above ground, we call them [Wild Hunt].��


    ��Could [Nibelungen] possibly be referring to them?�� Celebrian asked, frowning.


    According to Nordic legend, if a dead soul could not enter Helheim in the Netherworld, it would wander within the borders of Niflheim in Mist Country, and Nibelungen is also a term referring to the residents and other inhabitants of Niflheim.


    Thus, Celebrian instinctively combined the two.


    ��Possibly!�� Gandalf nodded, giving an approving look to the heart-melting Elf Princess, ��Our Warlock Brotherhood also believes that this Dragon Disaster that has swept through Dwarf Country is not simple, so they wanted me to investigate the real reasons.��


    ��Could it be, there��s trouble from the Netherworld side?��


    Xili, surprised, Celebrian, Rose, Gandalf, and even Belldandy didn��t explicitly say anything, but the exchange of looks between them had already confirmed a unanimous conclusion in their hearts.


    The Black Dragon King Nidhogg who rules the Dragonkin; the Ork Orcs bred from the departed souls of Mist Country; the revenge emerging from deep within the earth...


    All of this pointed towards Death Goddess Hela who dwells alone in Helheim.


    If it really was her stirring up trouble, then the severity of this Dragon Disaster could be extraordinary.


    Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement, instinctively becoming even more cautious and advancing with great prudence.


    However, Luo En, who was at the back of the group, remained silent throughout, merely observing each of the green-skinned orcs on the ground, lost in thought.


    This place seemed less like a dragon��s treasure trove and more like a man-made armory.


    What exactly, do you want to do?


    Luo En looked up at the sky, only to find everything blocked by the pitch-black rock walls.

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    Chapter 911: Chapter 56: The Pawn Takes Charge, While the Ace Plays Support!


    Pushing forward through twists and turns, swarms of green-skinned orcs surged from all directions. Xili waved her silver longsword, growing more valiant as the battle raged on.


    A silvery-gray light enveloped her entire body, making her as agile as a swallow darting through the onslaught of hundreds of green-skinned orcs, retaliating with her exquisite swordsmanship.


    As an experienced old wizard, Gandalf instantly recognized the source of her power and looked in astonishment at the silvery-gray glow swirling around Xili:


    ��Space-time magic?��


    ��Exactly.��


    Luo En nodded with a smile, contentedly admiring his masterpiece.


    Xili��s veins coursed with the exceedingly rare Ancient Blood, a bloodline descending from the Destiny Divine Power, capable of manipulating [Time-Space].


    There are fundamentally two ways to interfere with time-space.


    One is to use oneself as the foundation, rewriting the surrounding environment��s time-space. Although powerful, this method requires a vast amount of Magic Power and a fairly complex process.


    Furthermore, such miraculous feats are not ordinary magic but are Authority that only Deities can wield. With Xili��s current abilities and physical condition, she simply cannot withstand the backlash from large-scale space-time distortions.


    Forcing it would only cost her life.


    Thus, Luo En chose the second approach, helping Xili develop and utilize her innate gift.


    That is, to see oneself as a whole, becoming out of sync with the surrounding environment, and by burning the Time-Space Blood within, to slightly alter one��s own time flow rate.


    In conceptual terms, it is most natural to separate one��s innate body from the World. The interference from the World is minimal. Adjusting just a few seconds of time within the small world of the human body, to achieve effects such as accelerating blood flow and significantly increasing reflexes, isn��t very difficult to perform.


    Through his mentoring, Xili could now accelerate her time up to eight times faster.


    On the battlefield, a few seconds could decide victory or defeat, and a hair��s breadth could determine life or death. With Xili��s mastery over this subtle alteration of time, coupled with the indomitable Elf silver sword, dealing with these green-skinned orcs was as effortless as slicing through melons and vegetables.


    If she continues to grow, Xili��s future is limitless, and perhaps she might indeed become the savior spoken of by the elves.


    However, this is, after all, magic related to [Time-Space]. Maintaining it for an extended period would place a significant burden on the body, causing premature aging, somewhat akin to fighting at the expense of lifespan. The still young Xili inevitably found this a bit overwhelming.


    Gandalf, considering himself a senior, naturally could not stand idly by. He adeptly picked up his magic wand and sword to help out.


    Celebrian and Rose were responsible for mopping up any stragglers on the flanks, while Belldandy provided essential healing and protection with Said Witchcraft.


    As for Luo En, he held onto the map to guide the way, while contentedly slacking off at the rear of the group.


    After all, apart from the two energetic girls Celebrian and Xili, everyone else in the team showed more or less signs of loafing.


    Everyone had their reasons for holding back their full capabilities, partly to temper the two young girls and partly to conceal their own prowess.


    People have secrets, and Luo En wasn��t one to pry too deeply; he simply followed the pace set by Xili and Celebrian, moving forward.


    Thus, a peculiar scene unfolded in the cave:


    The two naive young girls Celebrian and Xili at the front fought with vigor, the wily old Gandalf and Rose casually played their parts at the sides, while the aces Luo En and Belldandy loafed comfortably at the back.


    However, though the team��s pace wasn��t swift, they were steady.


    With the five of them working closely together, the group made steady progress according to the plan, moving towards the depths of the Lonely Mountain and the Giant Dragon��s nest.


    Finally, after an unknown number of tunnels, the gloomy and narrow view suddenly opened up.


    This was a colossal Lava Cave, filled with a strong scent of sulfur.


    From a high vantage point, one could see countless glimmers of gold in the depths of the cave, like dazzling stars.


    Gold! So much of it!


    Looking at the mountain-like piles of golden sand, Gold Coins, Gold Blocks, and various exquisite gold vessels, Xili��s breath quickened involuntarily.


    Although she was a Princess from the Sintra Kingdom, born into wealth, she had never seen gold on such a grand scale laid out before her.


    ��Whoosh!��


    Vast amounts of gold cascaded down like a tidal wave, and a chilling wind erupted through the narrow passage, with sand and pebbles clattering down.


    Out of the swirling dust, a massive shadow emerged from the center of the mound of gold, a head covered in sharp reptilian scales, huge and terrifying, dominating most of the cave��s dome, its vertical pupils ferociously looking down at six unwelcome intruders daring to enter its treasury:


    ��Damnable thieves!��


    Along with a thundering roar, the monster swung down its claw, sharp as a Long Spear, with a colossal force.


    Xili instantly activated her space-time magic, narrowly evading the powerful strike, and looked up with excitement at the behemoth nesting in the cave.


    A speaking dragon?


    From its gold-black scales and general appearance, she guessed that this was the ��Golden Smaug�� mentioned by the Dwarves��


    ��an Upper Giant Dragon with a True Name!


    Realizing her goal was close at hand, Xili couldn��t contain her excitement. Holding her sword, she charged forth, determined to obtain the Dragon Blood for her mentor Yenifa and lift the Curse as soon as possible.


    Seeing a minuscule creature like an ant, not fleeing upon seeing it, but instead launching an attack, the Giant Dragon was livid. Both gold-black wings spread out fiercely, flapping and stirring up a fierce wind in the narrow tunnel.

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    Chapter 912: Chapter 56 The Little Soldier is Outputting, Ace Playing Support! _2


    Gandalf forcefully planted the oak magic wand into the ground, and the intense white light turned into rings of ripples, neutralizing the wild winds around.


    Seeing that his strike missed, the giant dragon furiously opened its mouth, took a sharp breath, and then spewed out intense dragon flame toward the front.


    The golden-red flames emitted astonishing heat, making the hair of Xili and others curl and their weapons scorching hot before even getting close.


    Luo En saw this and immediately sketched out three Rune symbols [?], [?], [?] in the air.


    They respectively represented meanings such as [Deities], [precipitation], and [Frost]. Stacking upon each other, a thin layer of frost and vapor covered everyone, leaving them unharmed from the scorching dragon flames.


    At this moment, Rose and Celebrian also seized the opportunity to make their moves, one weaving a web-like energy spider silk with magic power, binding the giant dragon��s wings and sharp claws; the other shot two Elf Secret Arrows, precisely hitting the giant dragon��s eye sockets.


    ��Ow!��


    The giant dragon screamed painfully, crashing heavily into the small mountain formed by Gold Coins.


    Meanwhile, Xili had also maximized her Space-Time Magic, leaping onto the back of the giant dragon, brandishing her sword slashing wildly at the creature��s head and back.


    However, due to the excellent Defense of Dragon Scales, Xili��s Silver Sword not only failed to pierce through the dragon��s scales but also caused a painful jolt to her arm.


    With continuous injuries, the giant dragon lost its reason, its massive body rolling endlessly among the gold coin mountain, trying to shake off the tiny flea on its back.


    However, this move played right into Xili��s intention.


    ��Inherent Time Control �� Eightfold Speed!��


    Accompanied by a punch to her chest, the Time-Space Blood inside her body boiled feverishly, time rapidly flowing within her, allowing her to experience the changes of the surrounding World at an eight times speed.


    Everything seemed to slow down.


    The dragon��s swinging claws moved like a stuttering pointer, gradually falling towards her head, and the ferocious expression on the dragon��s face was discernible in detail, even the trajectory of dust movement was crystal clear to her eyes.


    And in the instant the dragon��s claw fell, a silver-gray shadow had already slipped through the gaps of the giant dragon��s attacks, drilling into the creature��s weakly defended abdomen.


    The Silver Sword then lifted, aiming precisely at the Reverse Scale exposed on the dragon��s neck, and thrust fiercely.


    ��Phew!��


    For a moment, golden-red Dragon Blood gushed out, dousing Xili from head to toe, the magma-like temperature spreading from the skin to the internal organs, causing the girl to let out a muffled groan, involuntarily falling face down to the ground.


    At this moment, the dying giant dragon widened its bloody eyes, locking from the blurred blood-filled vision on the murderer who delivered the fatal blow, its tail with sharp bone spurs lifted high, smashing down like a massive chain hammer.


    However, its desire to drag the assassin into the grave was effortlessly stopped by a hand.


    The heavy dragon tail fell on the other��s hand, as if it had no weight at all.


    Looking at the figure on the Golden Mountain, cradling an unconscious peer in one hand and holding its tail vertebra in the other, the giant dragon let out a reluctant roar from its pierced throat before finally collapsing thunderously.


    For this result, everyone was unsurprised.


    With so many deities descending, even if it was the Black Dragon King Nidhogg, it might possibly be slain, let alone merely three Upper Giant Dragons.


    And seeing Xili, covered in golden-red dragon blood, with boiling body temperature and rapid heartbeat acceleration, the knowledgeable ones were rather happy for her.


    In various mythological versions, heroes were very keen on dragon-slaying.


    On one hand, they could obtain immense prestige and the vast wealth accumulated by the dragons overnight through this act; on the other hand, the dragon��s blood, scales, and heart were all rare materials, offering extraordinary effects in enhancing themselves.


    Especially the Heart Blood of an Upper Giant Dragon, once bathed in by mortals, warded off all diseases; and once bathed in by Divine Blood Heroes, it could greatly enhance the purity of their Bloodline, making their Physique invulnerable and multiply up to ten times, even dozens of times stronger.


    And this effect was exactly what the inherently deficient Xili needed most.


    With the Baptism of Dragon Blood, this girl would no longer have to worry about activating Time-Space Blood and overloading her body. Her strength was bound to take a qualitative leap afterwards, and who knows, by the time Ragnarok arrives, she might really come in handy.


    It was just a pity that the essence of the dragon��s Heart Blood had already been absorbed by Xili entirely earlier, the remaining dragon blood only contained rich Magic Factors but lacked such transformative effects.


    Otherwise, these dragon blood could have been used to create a Dragon Slayer legion for Midgard.


    After throwing a few blessings, seeing Xili regaining consciousness from her faint, Luo En extended his hand into...

 Chapter 913: 56: The Pawn Deals Damage, The Ace Plays Support!_3

    Chapter 913: Chapter 56: The Pawn Deals Damage, The Ace Plays Support!_3


    However, after several searches, everyone came up empty-handed.


    ��These seem to be just ordinary gold, with no hint of a curse,�� Old Gandalf frowned.


    Luo En nodded and said, ��It seems that the ��source�� isn��t here; it might be in the nests of the other two giant dragons.��


    Giant Dragons possess a strong sense of territory. Although the three giant dragons in Lonely Mountain share some connections, they clearly retain their inherent species habits and don��t flock together. Instead, they built their nests separately within the mountain.


    ��Let��s pick something useful and make it quick!�� Rose after stuffing some golden artifacts she liked into her waist bag, urged without a change in expression.


    Luo En and Gandalf also began their respective sweeps, taking a few rather nice pieces from the mountain of treasures.


    Of course, the dragon blood Xili urgently needed was not forgotten, as her good friend Celebrian had already sealed it in a crystal bottle ahead of time.


    With Xili having digested the magic power of the dragon blood and dragon heart and slowly waking up, Luo En and others had already prepared to set off.


    ��How do you feel?�� Luo En asked.


    ��Light as a feather, like I have endless energy,�� Xili excitedly swung her fists, creating streaks of afterimages in the air, easily turning a several meters thick stalagmite into powder with a slap.


    ��Anything else?��


    ��The sound of the wind, the flow of water, and the vibrations of the earth veins, I feel like I can hear them all, it��s amazing!�� Xili, excited, planted a big kiss on Luo En��s cheek.


    After a rough journey and numerous hardships, she had finally killed a giant dragon and obtained the dragon blood needed by her teacher Yenifa to break the curse. And the man in front of her, the creditor, could be said to have played a critical role.


    Caught up in her youthful spring emotions, she expressed her gratitude with a vigorous kiss.


    However, at this moment, Xili��s body was soaked with dragon blood, smelling strongly of fish, and her mouth, having just finished feasting on the dragon heart, was still stained with bits of meat and blood. The kiss did not convey any romantic emotions to Luo En, only leaving a bloody lip print on his face.


    The others, witnessing this, could not help but chuckle.


    Embarrassed, Xili quickly changed the subject:


    ��Up ahead! The second giant dragon is up ahead!��


    Perhaps due to a mysterious resonance among the Dragonkin, Xili who had bathed in dragon blood raised her hand pointing deep into the pit on the left front, revealing the location of another Upper Giant Dragon.


    For Luo En, this wasn��t surprising.


    In Nordic mythology, Sigurd was able to hear the conversations of birds after consuming a dragon heart; similarly, Xili seemed to have acquired a similar enhancement, drastically increasing her sensory perception of the environment.


    To test her senses and move away from this awkward scene, Xili immediately grabbed her longsword and led the charge towards the target location.


    The deeper they went into the Lava Cave, the more spacious it became. What met them was no longer the easily defeated green-skinned orcs but groups of two-legged flying dragons perched on the rocky walls or dwelling in the rock caves.


    Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!


    Luo En and Gandalf, two wizards, quickly chanted runes, and surging Magic Factors wildly converged in front of the team, linking up in mid-air to form dense red and black Magic Circle Diagrams.


    Puff puff puff puff!


    In the next moment, crimson Magic Beams shot out from all directions towards the front, blasting hundreds of two-legged flying dragons in front into minced meat like autonomously operating artillery.


    Passing through the foul-smelling blood rain, the group slid down a slope and jumped into another huge Lava Cave.


    The same mountain of gold, the same towering and fierce giant dragon.


    Xili, thrilled by the hunt, wanted to test her newfound capabilities, but unexpectedly, the black giant dragon coiled on the Golden Mountain suddenly collapsed, its soft belly tearing open a large hole.


    A petite orange cat, holding a golden-red dragon heart in its mouth, leapt onto the corpse of the giant dragon.


    Just as Xili raised her sword to attack, the orange cat, sensing the Dragonkin-like aura from the girl, narrowed its eyes and quickly swallowed the dragon heart, then opened its mouth wide, dozens of crimson tentacles poised to strike.


    However, before those predatory organs could launch from its mouth, a strong hand abruptly appeared behind it, grabbing the scruff of its neck and lifting it off the ground.


    On the Golden Mountain, Luo En rubbed the fluffy cat head while smilingly asking:


    ��Where��s your owner?��


    ��Meow?��


    The orange cat blinked its watery big eyes, an innocent expression on its face as if it were a harmless adorable creature, attempting to charm its way through.


    But Luo En, already aware that this creature was an Incarnation of the World Snake Yemengarde, was not moved. He pressed slightly with his fingertips on its spine, and the orange cat completely calmed down, reluctantly looking towards the pit on the right front.


    At this moment, Scadi and Scouty, having previously met several times, were chasing after their runaway pet and arrived belatedly.

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    Chapter 914: Chapter 57 Fight, I Want to See Rivers of Blood! (Last Day of Monthly Ticket Rewards)


    Seeing the master��s arrival, Yemengade suddenly sprang up from Luo En��s hands and swiftly jumped into Scouty��s arms, moving so swiftly it appeared as though she was dodging a fierce flood.


    With one hand comforting her little pet, Scouty asked anxiously:


    ��Did it hurt any of you?��


    ��We��re fine.��


    Luo En responded with a solemn voice and then proceeded forward with his team.


    ��So it was you guys.�� Scouty recognized the newcomers, slightly relieved.


    Sister Belldandy and the young man who had previously received her blessing were both present; no wonder Yemengade was so frightened.


    The two teams converged, and Scadi was the first to ask:


    ��How are things on your side?��


    ��We cleared out the magical creatures along the way and dealt with an Upper Giant Dragon. It seemed to be that [Golden Smaug].��


    Xili gestured and answered familiarly.


    At the pre-battle Dragon Slaying Conference, she, Rose, and Celebrian were considered outsiders by the Elf Three Kings, while the opposing three were looked down upon by the Divine Race, making both parties somewhat sympathetic towards each other.


    With Luo En standing up for Scadi and others at the venue, Xili naturally felt a closeness to this team from Giant Country.


    ��Speaking of which, how about you?�� Xili asked.


    Feeling the warmth of the human girl��s overt kindness, the frost on Scadi��s face melted somewhat as she gently responded:


    ��We ran into some minor trouble. We accidentally let this little one escape, but thankfully no one was hurt.��


    Upon hearing this, everyone noticed some signs of wear on the clothes of Scadi and Scouty, with traces of a dominating aura lingering around.


    Luo En��s eyes narrowed: ��Was it the people from Immortal Palace?��


    ��Mm.�� Scadi nodded, her expression calm, ��Just now we exchanged a few moves with them on the road.��


    ��It was those guys who provoked us first!�� Scouty quickly added, worriedly sticking her head out, fearing her elder sister might suspect her of wrongdoing.


    Luo En listened and slightly frowned.


    Do the younger generation of deities from the Immortal Palace always act so recklessly? Even if Asgard��s power is on the rise, it doesn��t mean they are invincible. Acting like this, they are bound to stir up trouble sooner or later.


    Let it be, these are Odin��s family matters, he, as an outsider, should not interfere too much.


    Luo En shook his head, dismissing his meddling thoughts, and then pointed to the gleaming Golden Mountain and the huge dragon corpse:


    ��This should be that [Black Dragon Ankara Gang]. Since it was slain by your pet, you all decide how to handle the spoils.��


    ��I��m just responsible for hunting, I have no interest in these things. If you want them, I��ll gift them to you,�� Scadi was very generous.


    The most valuable Dragon Heart and Heart Blood had already been eaten by the gluttonous Yemengade, leaving the Gold Coins and dragon corpse meaningless to them.


    Luo En did not decline and extended an invitation: ��Alright, let��s pick a few useful things and see if we can find the so-called [Rhein Gold].��


    Scadi gladly agreed, merging both teams to inspect the gold��s composition.


    Soon, they sifted through the Golden Mountain and failed to find the [Rhein Gold], but they did discover a scale that did not belong to [Black Dragon Ankara Gang].


    Under the fluorescence, the scale shined brilliantly like gold, dazzling and mesmerizing those who looked long enough to feel the impulse to possess it.


    ��Wake up!��


    A thunderous voice exploded beside their ears, and the less resistant Xili and Gandalf were instantly jolted from their daze, cautiously observing the unusual scale in Luo En��s hand.


    ��Looks like the answer lies with that third dragon.��


    Luo En pocketed the scale, his eyes flickering mysteriously.


    ��Roar!��


    At that moment, a furious roar from the giant dragon emerged from deep within the tunnel ahead, causing the entire Lava Cave to shake vigorously.


    Ahead!


    Glancing at each other, the group immediately charged into the tunnel.


    And with the formidable alliance of the two teams, the Dragon Beasts and Magical Creatures along the way were no match, easily breaking through the layered blockades.


    Quickly, they followed the sound to the deepest part of Lonely Mountain.


    Upon entering, a huge underground space surrounded by dazzling golden hues greeted their eyes.


    The stones were gold, the river water was gold, the gravel was gold... It seemed as if they had entered a world forged from gold.


    And at the center of the underground space, a bloated Upper Giant Dragon with short, deformed wings, lay coiled atop the glittering Gold Vein, fiercely roaring and snapping in an attempt to repel the advancing members of the Immortal Palace.


    But against the coordinated attack of the three Chief Gods of Asgard and a host of Immortal Palace Guards, its resistance was merely a dying struggle.


    As Lun Runes fell and arrows struck, the scales on the dragon��s body were blasted away, revealing wounds that oozed golden blood.


    Yet, it refused to leave the Gold Vein, continuing to roar and shoot out fierce Dragon Flames, repelling the attackers once more.


    ��Thy Divine Power, protect us here!��


    Seeing the prolonged assault faltering, Guardian God Heimdall solemnly chanted and drew the Guardian Sword [Bult Steel] from behind, planting it before him. A rainbow-like light ribbon rose, effortlessly repelling the scorching Dragon Flame.


    Seizing this opportunity, War God Tyr swiftly charged up the Golden Mountain, using his mighty shield to smash the dragon��s head, causing blood to flow, while his other hand thrust a sword fiercely at the dragon��s throat.

 Chapter 915: 57: Fight, I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River! (Last Day of Monthly Ticket Reward)_2

    Chapter 915: Chapter 57: Fight, I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River! (Last Day of Monthly Ticket Reward)_2


    However, as the Giant Dragon shifted its position, a small humanoid silhouette appeared in the mine shaft behind it, which had been concealed by the dragon��s bulk. Tyr paused his actions, only to be sent flying back by a powerful swipe of the dragon��s claws.


    People?


    Shocked, the crowd followed the sound of the commotion and saw a petite figure trembling in the depths of the Gold Mine Cave.


    It was a Dwarf girl, adorable and lovely, with peach-like, swollen eyes from excessive crying. Though she was dirty all over, there were no signs on her body of being brutalized by the Giant Dragon.


    On the contrary, her section of the mine was adorned with soft, dry hay and some shriveled Fruit, almost as if she was being kept and cared for specifically.


    As their gaze fell on the girl��s face, Luo En couldn��t help but freeze.


    Eden? Why is it her?


    As Luo En puzzled over this, the Immortal Palace folks besieging the Giant Dragon also noticed their arrival.


    ��Kill this Beast!��


    Seemingly afraid that the credit would be taken by others, the Poetry God Bragi raised his voice and rapidly sketched dozens of Rune Spells, targeting the Giant Dragon atop the Golden Mountain without a second thought for the frail Dwarf girl behind it.


    ��Roar!��


    The Giant Dragon let out a furious roar, lifting its body in a manner none had anticipated, and with a vigorous tail whip, flung the Dwarf girl from the mine out of the fray.


    Luo En immediately leaped up, catching the wavering, falling figure.


    Boom, boom, boom, boom!


    At the same moment, light patterns thundered and flesh splattered as the Giant Dragon��s body was riddled with dozens of deep, bone-exposing wounds. Blood, golden as its name, surged from the injuries, and the dragon��s enormous body slid powerlessly down the Golden Mountain.


    Seeing an opening, with the Golden Dragon��s Heart exposed amidst the shattered ribcage, Poetry God Bragi once again summoned a row of Rune Spells and launched them, preparing to finish off the Giant Dragon.


    ��No, don��t!��


    As the Rune Spell��s explosive light was about to engulf the Giant Dragon, Eden in Luo En��s arms let out a mournful wail.


    Luo En��s mind raced, and he activated the Divine Speed of the [Goat] to shift himself onto the Golden Mountain in a flash, Lightning Stone Fire. His entire body became a Magic Flow, forming a solid wall that blocked the incoming Rune Spells.


    After a violent explosion, when the smoke showed Bragi unharmed, a deep wariness flashed in his eyes, followed by a dark, cold huff:


    ��Why stop me? Are you in league with these beasts?��


    ��This is the last of the three Upper Giant Dragons, it seems to still have its senses. We need to investigate the truth behind the Dragon Disaster; it��s an essential clue.��


    Luo En, still holding the teary-eyed Eden, replied calmly.


    ��So what? This is our Asgard��s prey, how to deal with it is not up to you, a Midgardian to decide, get lost!�� With a disdainful rejection, Bragi summoned a harp and began to pluck its strings.


    The impassioned sound of the harp rippled forward, causing the Golden Mountain to collapse instantly, the Gold Blocks reduced to dust.


    Seeing his aggressive opponent aiming to kill, a cold glint flashed in Luo En��s eyes; the gold beneath his feet transformed into dozens of Sharp swords, whistling as they shot out.


    The Sharp blade lights smashed the sound waves and cut through the harp strings in one strike.


    Caught off-guard, Bragi��s fingers were slashed with bloodstains, and the crimson Divine Blood flowed.


    Feeling the intense pain, humiliation filled Bragi��s heart, his face turned ashen, and his good-looking face twisted into something fierce and hideous:


    ��Rebellion! A mere creation of Midgard dares to attack a Supreme God!��


    Hearing the Poetry God��s roar, the Immortal Palace Guard awoke from their stupor, their rage united against a common foe as they drew swords and charged toward the Golden Mountain.


    As Luo En hesitated to reveal his identity to quell the chaos, an icy Storm suddenly arose in the cave, flinging several of the Immortal Palace��s vanguard.


    Feeling the bone-chilling cold, Heimdall immediately activated the Authority of the Guardian, resisting the ice storm, his eyes gleaming fiercely in the darkness as he stared ahead:


    ��Scadi, do you of Jotunheim also wish to meddle in this affair?��


    ��It has nothing to do with that.�� A purple-garbed Goddess of Frost stepped forward, holding a delicate Cen Wood magic wand, her cold laughter preceding her advance, ��I just want to settle the score for the sneak attack you just did!��


    ��We��ll see if you have the ability to.�� Not to be outdone, Heimdall drew the Guardian Sword, lunging forward with a trail of vibrant rainbow light behind him.


    Scadi countered with Rune Curses, the Frost and blade light scattered in every direction as the two Deities clashed.


    War God Tyr intended to help, but a soft, round object was thrown from the shadows.


    With the cave��s golden light as a guide, the sight of fluffy orange fur, and a small, soft body, Tyr��s rugged face involuntarily relaxed.


    Oh, it��s just a cat...


    But in the next moment, the orange cat suddenly opened its mouth wide, with dozens of crimson whiskers shooting out like octopus tentacles, aiming straight for Tyr��s face.


    Tyr��s instinctual response was to roll away.


    The crimson whiskers grazed his scalp and embedded themselves into the solid rock, slicing it as easily as a knife through tofu.


    Following that, the orange cat raised its head and the whiskers retracted, swallowing a hundred and ten pounds of Gold rock into its stomach.


    Watching the creature on the ground, unchanged in size, Tyr felt a chill in his heart.


    What on earth is this thing?


    ��Yemengade, go, go, go, beat them up!��


    As the owner of the cat, Scouty waved her tiny fists excitedly, cheering in a way that seemed to crave chaos.

 Chapter 916: 57: Fight, I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River! (Last Day of Monthly Ticket Reward)_3

    Chapter 916: Chapter 57: Fight, I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River! (Last Day of Monthly Ticket Reward)_3


    Feeling that subtle gaze from behind, Scouty shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue, immediately lowering her voice and cheering on her beloved pet with gestures alone.


    Although she couldn��t directly intervene in the mortal disputes due to her second sister��s supervision, it was always possible to sit on the sidelines and watch the drama unfold.


    At this moment, seeing both her Chief God brothers blocked, Bragi became even angrier and immediately ordered the Immortal Palace Guards:


    ��Slay that dragon first!��


    ��Just you talk too much!��


    Rose, who had circled to a flank without notice, flung the poisoned dagger in her hand, shooting it towards the back of Bragi��s head.


    Watching the purplish-red sharp edge rapidly close in on the vital point of this Poetry God, the Spider Goddess in the dark revealed a look full of anticipation.


    Odin��s son, eh? He��d best die here today!


    However, a golden-green streak of light cut through the darkness at an even faster speed, intercepting the two poisoned daggers.


    The God of Fertility Frey, wielding a verdant Longbow and accompanied by the three Elf Kings and a host of Light Elves, arrived just in time.


    ��Frey, your timing is perfect! These Midgardians dare to collude with the Giants of Jotunheim, not only trying to snatch our prey but also plotting against me!��


    Poetry God Bragi immediately accused them, playing the victim first.


    Due to earlier confrontations with several individuals at the meeting, and given the natural alliance between Warner and Asa, the Elf Three Kings and Frey did not doubt the claim and were filled with righteous indignation, ready to join the fray.


    Just as a bloody conflict seemed inevitable, a cold and stern shout came from the darkness:


    ��Stop it, all of you!��


    Valkyrie Freya, clad in swan��s feathers and brandishing the Sword of Victory, descended in front of the two camps, and glared sternly at her brother Frey,


    ��We are here to quell the Dragon Disaster, and yet you prefer to start a fight with our own people!��


    Chastised by his sister, Frey bowed his head like a mouse seeing a cat and cautiously defended himself:


    ��These people of Midgard intend to conspire with the Giants of Jotunheim, plotting against our brethren of Asgard.��


    ��Who said so?��


    ��Bragi...��


    ��You believe whatever others tell you?��


    Freya��s cold snort held an evident note of displeasure, and sensing this in her tone, Frey could only grudgingly relent.


    After all, according to the tradition of the Warner Divine Race, Goddesses hold higher status than male Gods.


    And besides, he could not defeat this sister of his.


    Seeing that the situation was turning against him, Bragi asked coldly:


    ��Freya, do you really intend to join with outsiders against us? Have you forgotten the alliance oath between Warner and Asa?��


    ��Our oath did not stipulate that we must unite against Midgard.��


    Freya coldly replied, her disdain clear.


    Bragi��s face darkened as he had no choice but to fall back on his secondary plan,


    ��Fine, let��s join forces to deal with this Evil Dragon first! To eradicate this Dragon Disaster!��


    Yet, Freya still shook her head:


    ��This is Dwarf Clan territory, and the Dragon Disaster is their business. How to deal with this Giant Dragon is not for you to interject.��


    Then, under everyone��s gaze, the Valkyrie approached the Golden Mountain, gave the dwarven girl in Luo En��s arms a warm smile, and said:


    ��Eden, what should we do with this dragon? It��s your call.��


    Hearing this name, the onlookers were taken aback.


    It turned out that the dwarven girl before them was none other than the Dwarf Clan��s Princess. Moreover, she had appeared deep within the Dragon Cave of Lonely Mountain.


    At this moment, faced with everyone��s attention, the naturally timid Eden was somewhat panicked.


    However, as a warm current flowed from her back, her anxious emotions eased, and with grateful eyes, she looked at Luo En behind her. Then, mustering her courage, she spoke to the Valkyrie before her:


    ��Sister Freya, please capture it and send it back to Turin City, hand it over to my father and the others to decide.��


    Freya nodded, her eyes glancing meaningfully at Luo En.


    Seeing the Valkyrie��s smiling yet not smiling gaze, Luo En knew he had been caught red-handed and had no choice but to push Eden to the front, responding gravely:


    ��If it��s Her Royal Highness the Princess��s decision, then I have no objections.��


    Seeing both the Dwarf Clan��s Princess and the Giant Dragon fall into Warner hands, Bragi, though dissatisfied, could not single-handedly oppose the combined forces of Midgard and the Giant Clan and had to accept this reality.


    With a way out provided, a conflict that was on the verge of breaking out dissipated into nothingness.


    Freya cast a meaningful look at Luo En and then ordered several Light Elves to construct a cage, to transport the dying Giant Dragon out of Lonely Mountain.


    However, as they watched the transport team head toward Turin City in the twilight, along with the unaccounted disappearance of Luo En and Freya from the procession, Bragi��s eyes flickered mysteriously in the gathering darkness.

 Chapter 917: 58: The Big Dragon Hung, Lockdown the Entire Scene

    Chapter 917: Chapter 58: The Big Dragon Hung, Lockdown the Entire Scene


    Racing all the way, both men and horses were tired.


    The convoy carrying the supplies slowed down and briefly rested in a wide-open wilderness.


    The Elf Three Kings led the Light Elves to disperse in all directions, planting specially cultivated trees to create a Short Life Forest that acts as a guard, and inscribed an Array nearby to mask the scent of the Upper Giant Dragon among them.


    Although this operation had achieved a comprehensive Victory, with three Upper Giant Dragons either slain or captured, and nearly eighty percent of the hybrid Dragonkin sealed in the tunnels and defeated one by one.


    However, to avoid unexpected complications, this somewhat strange Upper Giant Dragon still needed careful supervision.


    On one hand, to prevent the remaining Dragonkin from launching a surprise attack to rescue it; on the other hand, to guard against any Dwarf being beguiled by this Giant Dragon, thereby contracting Dragon Disease.


    Still, with so many experts present, these two possibilities were virtually zero.


    Everyone leisurely set up camp, and a relaxed and soothing ambiance permeated the camp.


    This place was only half a day��s journey from Turin City; as soon as dawn broke, they could enter the city, complete the task assigned by the Dwarf Clan, and thoroughly enjoy the cheers and wine of the Dwarves.


    Thinking of the delicious Nectar from Central Court, a few Light Elves guarding the cage couldn��t help but feel their mouths go dry.


    Just then, several burly figures crossed the Short Life Forest used for guarding.


    The guarding Light Elves immediately drew their bowstrings, watching the front warily.


    ��Who?��


    ��It��s us, the people from Immortal Palace. You all have worked hard.��


    Poetry God, handsome with a gaunt face, waved his hand and greeted them warmly, his gentle smile as soothing as a spring breeze.


    ��So it��s you, Bragi.�� God of Fertility Frey sighed in relief and ordered the surrounding Light Elves to lower their Longbows.


    Then, he looked at the two figures following Bragi, showing some surprise:


    ��Tyr? Heimdall? What are you all doing here?��


    ��Just need to talk about some private matters.��


    Bragi smiled, glancing at the Light Elves around.


    Frey hesitated for a moment, then under Bragi��s watchful eyes, waved to dismiss the surrounding Light Elves and asked:


    ��What��s up, coming to me so late?��


    ��To help you.��


    ��Help me? Help me with what?��


    ��To help you achieve distinction.��


    Bragi saw Frey still appearing puzzled, then pointed directly at the dying Giant Dragon in the cage behind him and said bluntly,


    ��Let��s kill this Beast, and the credit will be yours!��


    Hearing the thoughts of the trio, Frey was startled, shaking his head repeatedly in refusal:


    ��You want to kill it? No! Freya said to escort this dragon back to Turin City to be at the disposal of the Dwarf King!��


    ��This is impossible! Frey, think about it, this Giant Dragon is likely the source of the Dragon Disease, taking it back to Turin City like this would put all Dwarves in danger. The Seven Dwarf Kings would never allow such a thing to happen?��


    ��But Eden, she...��


    ��What does a little girl know! She��s just been fostered by this Giant Dragon for a few days and can��t bear to act. Moreover, having stayed with this Giant Dragon so long, who knows if she contracted Dragon Disease?��


    Bragi waved his hand in rebuttal, sneering disdainfully,


    ��Eliminating this calamity is also for her good.��


    Yet, Frey was still hesitant:


    ��But this was a task assigned by Freya, I...��


    In the Warner Divine Race, the status of the Goddess is above that of the male gods, and he had always been somewhat fearful of his sister from childhood.


    Bragi, seeing this, displayed an exasperated expression:


    ��Frey, the Lonely Mountain��s three Giant Dragons, one was killed by the Central Court Humans, one by the Giants of Jotunheim. However, our combined forces of Warner and Asa Divine Races, even with the elite forces of the Elf Clan, achieved nothing. Don��t you think this is a disgrace? When we return to Turin City and face those Dwarves, how can we hold our heads up?��


    Hearing this, Frey��s face showed flickering uncertainty.


    Indeed, in a hunt, it was still excusable for the mighty Warner Divine Race and Asa Divine Race to be overshadowed by the Giant Clan; but if even the Central Court Human squads could surpass them, that would be a significant loss of face.


    Seeing Frey wavering, Bragi added meaningfully:


    ��Moreover, don��t you think your sister treats that Central Court man a bit differently? I just saw her chasing after that guy out of the camp; they might be having a secret rendezvous. What if Freya is smitten, and when she sees the Dwarf King, credits all achievements to her lover? If Immortal Palace��s reputation is damaged and Father God is furious, no one can save her!��


    ��That serious?�� Frey swallowed.


    ��Helping the Dwarf Clan quell the Dragon Disaster is a direct command from Father God. If we return without any achievements, do you think he��ll be pleased? Completing this task is also to prevent your sister from taking the wrong path.��


    Bragi snorted coldly in reminder and then, with disdain glancing at this indecisive Warner Chief God,


    ��If you don��t have the guts, just turn a blind eye. We��ll handle it ourselves, taking responsibility and crediting you!��


    ��Killing a mere Beast, what��s there to fear?!��


    Frey��s handsome face instantly flushed, turning grimly towards the dying Giant Dragon in the cage.

 Chapter 918: 58: The Big Dragon Fell, Lockdown the Entire Area_2

    Chapter 918: Chapter 58: The Big Dragon Fell, Lockdown the Entire Area_2


    Luo En pointed to the distant campsite and kindly reminded,


    ��At least wait until the task is handed over and the reward is received, right?��


    ��We are avoiding exactly that!��


    Scouty waved her hands frantically, looking as if she couldn��t get away fast enough,


    ��To be honest, Scadi and I hate trouble the most. If it weren��t for her not being able to bear seeing so many people in disaster and insisting on getting involved, we would have fled from Dwarf Country long ago. Now, if we go back to Turin City with you, we��ll inevitably have to deal with flattery, pleasantries, celebrations, and other troublesome things. Just thinking about it gives us a headache. It��s the perfect time to make a getaway before trouble finds us!��


    ��But you killed the second Upper Giant Dragon, if the Dwarf King asks...��


    Luo En tried once more to persuade them to stay.


    ��The credit is yours, nothing to do with us!��


    Scouty��s response was still straightforward, clearly set on leaving.


    And Scadi, although not saying it explicitly, obviously also disliked the upcoming celebration banquet with her reticent nature.


    Since that was the case, Luo En had no choice but to formally bid farewell to the two of them and the cat.


    However, to create a good bond, he earnestly responded,


    ��Well then, I will convey your message to the Dwarf King on your behalf, and I��ll keep the reward for you. The next time we meet, I��ll pass it on to you.��


    ��Okay, if you��re looking for us, come to Solheim in Giant Country (Land of Chaos).��


    Scadi nodded in agreement and then took out the Cen Wood Magic Wand, opening a portal to Giant Country.


    And as the moment of departure neared, Scouty stealthily glanced around, confirming her elder sister Belldandy hadn��t followed, then she cheekily pulled a face at Luo En, saying,


    ��That Belle in your team seems to have a thing for you, make the most of it!��


    Before Luo En could ask more, Scouty dived into the portal along with Scadi, disappearing into the vast wind and snow.


    Does Belle like me?


    No, that��s not the point, why would Scouty, a distinguished Fate Goddess, specifically mention her?


    Just as Luo En fell into deep thought, he heard a pleasant teasing from behind,


    ��What, can��t bear to let them go? Want me to catch them for you and tie them up to present on your bed?��


    Under the hazy moonlight, the Valkyrie, clad in a Swan Feather Robe and holding the Sword of Victory, stepped out of the shadows.


    Luo En turned around to look at Freya, who teased with a smirk, and he snorted disdainfully,


    ��Cut it out, you might not even be able to beat that cat. Don��t end up getting caught yourself; otherwise, I��ll need to personally rescue you from Giant Country.��


    Freya didn��t get annoyed by his rebuke; instead, she laughed,


    ��That was a quick admission. I thought you��d keep pretending.��


    Luo En felt helpless; if he hadn��t seen Freya in danger in the alley that day and rushed to her aid in a moment of urgency, he would not have exposed his identity so quickly.


    While he was feeling frustrated, a soft, moist kiss landed on his forehead.


    ��This is a reward.��


    After the whisper, Freya moved away, her tongue lightly licking her glossy lips, leaving a trace of shiny wetness, and her elegant face showed a hint of lingering flirtation,


    ��If you want more, it��s available.��


    ��Are you sure it��s here?��


    ��We could go a little further.��


    Luo En quickly held back the reckless woman in front of him, who was touching her sash and appeared ready for more with a look as fresh as blooming peaches,


    ��Be serious, you��re scaring me!��


    Seeing the helpless expression on Luo En��s face, Freya��s smile grew even brighter.


    She thought beating this renowned ��Giant Killer�� of the Nine Realms on the battlefield to redeem her past humiliation had seemed an unlikely prospect.


    However, a woman has more than just the single avenue of violence to conquer a man. Beauty and tenderness are the most powerful weapons of the female sex.


    Just like her mother Freya, who once conquered the originally mortal enemy Odin in a similar fashion. Weren��t those two about to fight their brains out before, and now they��re sleeping in the same bed? And isn��t it Freya who gets to call the shots on whether or not to share the bed? After His Majesty the King of Gods gets upset, he can only think about running away from home.


    ��Come on, what do you want?�� Luo En��s query interrupted Freya��s wandering thoughts.


    Freya came back to her senses and immediately put away her superficial charm, reverting to the elegant and dignified Valkyrie as she said:


    ��I was wondering if you��ve had your fill of fun and are planning on when to return to the Immortal Palace to fulfill your duties?��


    ��Peace has been restored in the Nine Realms, and the Divine Authority of the Immortal Palace is growing stronger by the day. It��s the same with or without me.��


    Luo En waved his hand, indicating his lack of interest in returning.


    ��It��s not the same for me!�� Freya shook her head and contradicted, turning to look at the camp under the night sky, a hint of helplessness flickering across her pretty face, ��You probably don��t know, but with the joining of the Warner Divine Race, the Asa Divine Race has been blessed with the Life Authority, and their desire to procreate has surged. Especially the younger generation of Asa Deities, all they think about day in and day out is being brave and fighting, as well as matters of mating, turning the whole of Asgard into a grimy mess.��


    ��What does that have to do with me?�� Luo En countered, still unmoved.


    Freya rolled her eyes and reminded in an annoyed tone:


    ��Haven��t you forgotten that the entire Valkyrie Corps is under your command and must heed your orders? They are all unmarried virgins, beautiful and skilled in battle. When those male brutes of Asgard see them, they��re like hungry wolves eyeing fat meat, wishing they could strip them right there and then. If this keeps up, I won��t be able to hold them off.��


    ��What about Odin? Does he not care?��


    ��His Majesty would be nothing but delighted to see the Asa Divine Race thrive and grow, do you think he would intervene?��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En instantly felt a headache.


    He hadn��t felt it before, but now he realized that having so many Valkyries under his charge was a hot potato:


    ��Fine, after some time, I��ll tell Odin myself to restrain the male deities below, to not harass your Valkyrie Corps.��


    ��It��s your Valkyrie Corps, I��m just managing it on behalf.��


    Freya restated with annoyance, not wanting to bother more than necessary.


    Luo En didn��t want to deal with this messy issue either and immediately changed the subject:


    ��Let��s not talk about this, how is Eden doing?��


    ��She got a bit frightened; I��ve just soothed her to sleep.��


    ��Regarding the Dragon Disaster, have you gotten anything out of her?��


    ��The girl seems to know something, but she��s not willing to talk, and there��s nothing I can do.��


    Freya shook her head with a look of helplessness on her face.


    ��Forget it then, let��s not force her. We��ll reach Turin City by dawn tomorrow, and I��ll verify with the Dwarf King in private,�� Luo En said reassuringly, thanking Freya, ��You were a great help today, otherwise it wouldn��t have ended well.��


    Freya huffed displeasedly, ��Just lip service for helping you with such a big favor?��


    Luo En sighed helplessly and, under Freya��s half-smiling gaze, leaned in to kiss the Valkyrie��s forehead.


    ��Roar~~��


    Just as Freya closed her eyes, ready to accept her reward, a painful and mournful roar came from the camp.


    It was that dragon!


    The expressions of Luo En and Freya changed, sensing something bad, and they rushed to the camp without any regard for tenderness.


    At the same time, Eden, who had just been coaxed to sleep, was also awakened by the roar.


    The dwarven girl��s face turned pale as she hurriedly rushed out of the carriage, pushing through the crowd of Light Elves and Immortal Palace Guards, and following the sound, arrived in front of the cage imprisoning the Giant Dragon.


    Blood like golden sand gushed down from the broken stakes, forming little golden streams on the ground, and the rich scent of blood permeated the air. A swollen and gigantic dragon��s head rolled on the muddy ground, its empty eyes staring straight into the deep night sky.


    ��Brother!��


    With a cuckoo��s blood-curdling lament, the dwarf girl blacked out and fainted on the spot.


    Freya and Luo En, arrived late, caught the collapsing Eden and looked at the scene of the decapitated Giant Dragon in shocked suspicion.


    Was this Eden��s brother? The Prince of the Dwarf Clan?


    Then, they both took a deep breath, glancing over Bragi, Heimdall, Tyr, Frey, and others standing in the pool of golden blood, their faces turning steel blue.

 Chapter 919: 59: My dear nephew, why must you do this?

    Chapter 919: Chapter 59: My dear nephew, why must you do this?


    After a brief silence, Luo En calmly asked:


    ��Not supposed to take it back to Turin City to be dealt with by the Dwarf King?��


    Frey stepped forward, replying arrogantly:


    ��The cause of the Dragon Disease has yet to be determined. Who knows if sending this beast back will cause any trouble? It��s best to handle it first, which is our responsibility to...��


    ��Bang!��


    Before he could finish, the God of Fertility was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the blood-stained prison cart behind him and shattering it.


    Amidst the spreading dust, Frey clambered up from the ground indignantly, looking angrily at the sister who had kicked him flying:


    ��Freya, have you lost your mind?!��


    ��I only asked you to be responsible for the escort, when did I permit you to decide on your own?��


    Freya��s voice was cold, her beautiful face covered with frost.


    Feeling the sudden drop in the temperature around, Frey shivered uncontrollably, his fear of his sister awakened, rendering him silent as if stunned by the cold.


    Freya stepped forward, yanking Frey up from the ground and turning back to Luo En with a grave voice:


    ��The occurrence of such an event is due to my lack of consideration. Once I��ve thoroughly investigated the matter, I will give you an explanation.��


    Luo En nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Bragi, Tyr, and Heimdall, asking:


    ��Did you take action?��


    Although Frey was the supervisor of the escort team, he was adept with the bow and arrow and was very clean. However, these three Asa Chief Gods on the scene were covered in blood, holding weapons still wet with blood, obviously the more direct executors.


    At this moment, hearing Luo En��s tone like that of cross-examining a criminal, Bragi, the leader, became furious:


    ��So what if we did! It was just an Evil Dragon; we killed it, should we have to ask for your permission? Central Courter, watch your tone!��


    As soon as these words were spoken, Heimdall, who stood by the side, changed in expression drastically, slamming his Guardian Sword into the ground.


    ��Boom!��


    The next moment, a fist wrapped in golden flames smashed onto the rainbow light created by the Guardian Sword, blasting out dazzling auroras.


    The ground-shaking disruption came from ahead, and Heimdall, colossal as a small hill, staggered, the ground beneath him cratering as though struck by meteorites, sinking dozens of meters and forming a huge cone-shaped hole, from which billowing dust rose.


    ��Since you don��t wish to speak, then I��ll have to ask in my own way.�� Luo En shook his fists, pondering calmly.


    Damn Central Courter, how dare he fight back?!


    Seeing this scene, Bragi was both shocked and furious, and immediately started to quickly trace Lun Runes with his finger as the brush and blood as the ink, shooting them forwards.


    Yet those Divine Patterns, powerful enough to split mountains and break ridges, upon striking Luo En, only sparked momentarily before extinguishing, failing utterly to stop his forward movement.


    Seeing that figure about to break through Heimdall��s guardian rainbow and continue reaching towards his brother Bragi, the War God Tyr could no longer hold back.


    ��Stop!��


    With a roar, Tyr took his Ulu Divine Steel longsword in hand and sweeped it forward, the sharp arc of light splitting into seven as it struck toward Luo En��s wrists, chest, throat, and other vital areas.


    As the Asa��s War God, Tyr was a master of combat skills, so his first move was meant to strike the enemy and force them to back off.


    But he clearly overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent.


    Golden flames ignited from Luo En��s body, forming a terrifying heat that warped and vibrated the space, instantly melting the light from Tyr��s sword.


    This guy is so strong!


    Tyr and Heimdall exchanged a look, sensing danger, and couldn��t care to hold back any longer, they attacked together.


    A colorful rainbow and golden-crimson patterns weaved into a continuous sword-blade wall, rolling toward the oncoming figure.


    Meanwhile, Bragi, who had recovered from the initial shock, hurriedly chanted the Divine Word with rapid movements of his lips:


    ��World Tree, root of all things; Where I stand, is my territory��[?], [?], [?]!��


    Under the influence of the Rune, sacred trees like oaks, birches, and purple robes rose from the ground, their light-shaped branches piercing towards Luo En in the center like long spears.


    Facing the joint attack of the three Asa Chief Gods, Luo En��s expression remained as calm as it was at the start, slowly raising his hand forward, and then fiercely clenched his fingers.


    ��Puff! Puff! Puff!��


    Accompanied by a strong sense of spatial compression, rainbows, sword lights, and forests disappeared like soap bubbles under the sun, and the three Asa Chief Gods vomited a mouthful of golden blood as if they were struck by thunder and were sent flying backwards.


    The exchange between the two parties appeared complex, but it all happened within a flash of Lightning Stone Fire.


    The Light Elves, Xili, Celebrian, and other observers with weaker sensory abilities hadn��t even reacted before they saw the earth sink, flames shoot up, and the three hitherto invincible Asa Chief Gods laid prostrate on the ground, completely devoid of the strength to resist.


    The strong dissonance and astonishment caused everyone��s minds to go blank, staring blankly at the drastically altered scene, and at Luo En, the only one still standing.


    Luo En didn��t give the three Asa Chief Gods much time to catch their breath, continuing to reach towards the neck of the Poetry God Bragi.


    Seeing his brother about to fall into the hands of an outsider, Heimdall bit his golden teeth, resolutely planted the Guardian Sword into the ground, and rotated it forcefully for one turn.


    ��Hum!��


    In an instant, a rainbow pillar composed of water vapor, flame light, dust, and Magic Power descended from the sky, covering Bragi, Heimdall and Tyr, simultaneously forcing Luo En back.


    As the light faded, hundreds of fully armed Immortal Palace Guards stood at the ready, and an old one-eyed man, wearing a horned helmet, draped in golden Armor, and holding a withered-branch-like long spear, riding a majestic white Pegasus, took his position at the front of the formation, overlooking everyone.


    Seeing that iconic figure, the onlookers at the scene were all startled.


    Odin!


    The Divine King of Asa had personally joined the battle; this Central Court was finished!


    Xili, Rose, Celebrian, and others�� complexions drastically changed, instinctively reaching for their weapons and moving closer to Luo En.


    At the same time, Poetry God Bragi, who believed he now controlled the entire situation, excitedly rushed forward and loudly denounced:


    ��Father God, your timing is impeccable! This Central Court has dared to lift his hand against us; you must take him down and let him know the consequences of defying the Deities!��


    ��It was you who killed the son of the Dwarf King first; I merely came to seek justice.��


    Luo En stood up, correcting the misunderstanding with a hint of resignation.


    Odin looked in the direction of the voice and his eyelids twitched, murmuring in a low voice:


    ��Kneel!��


    ��I��m afraid that won��t be possible,�� Luo En said with a smile and a shake of his head.


    ��That��s right! A simple kneeling is too lenient for him!�� Upon hearing the refusal, an ecstatic Bragi furiously suggested, ��To deal with such a person, he must be punished severely!��


    Luo En nodded and asked, ��Will one leg do?��


    ��In your dreams!�� Bragi sneered with a vicious smile, ��First, we need to break both your legs so that you kneel and repent!��


    Odin sighed and raised the Eternal Spear in his hand.


    ��Crack!��


    Accompanied by a quiet crackling sound, Bragi, who was just then making a passionate speech, suddenly shrank in stature and fell to the ground.


    In astonishment, he lowered his head to look at his legs, twisted like pretzels beneath him, and at the white bone shards piercing through his flesh. After a long moment in a daze, he finally felt the piercing intense pain, and let out an agonized wail of pain.


    ��Shut up!��


    A chilling voice sounded, and Bragi, seeing his father Odin��s menacing glare, immediately fell silent, swallowing the scream that had reached his throat.


    Then, without a glance at Bragi lying on the ground, Odin dismounted his warhorse and, under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, he opened his arms wide and embraced the figure in front of him warmly:


    ��Loki, my dear friend, my brother, welcome back!��

 Chapter 920: 60 Why do you have to come back?

    Chapter 920: Chapter 60 Why do you have to come back?


    Loki?


    The legendary Lord of Midgard who disappeared for over a hundred years?


    Blood Alliance brother of the Great God Odin?


    As everyone watched the two eagerly embracing each other on the field, their faces were filled with disbelief.


    Meanwhile, Frey, who was arguing with his sister, involuntarily shut his mouth, fear flooding his heart.


    He now finally understood why his sister Freya sided with a stranger and fiercely turned against her own brother.


    For most of the younger generation across the Nine Realms, Loki was just a myth.


    But for those of the Warner Divine Race who lived through the first Divine War, he was a demon known to stop children��s nighttime cries.


    Back then, it was this God of Flames and Deceit who presided over Midgard, challenging the massive armies of both Giant Country and Fire Country. He defeated the three great giant kings, Olvir, Saki, and Surtr, single-handedly altering the entire war situation and forcing the Warner Divine Race to abandon their plan to unify the Nine Realms, eventually making peace with the Asa Divine Race.


    As a prince of the Warner Clan, these were all his personal experiences.


    Even now, he vividly remembered how this monster captured his sister Freya on the battlefield and severely wounded his mother Freyja.


    Two of the most powerful goddesses of the Warner Divine Race were no match for this guy, and he, a weaker combat god, being resented by such a being was a foregone conclusion.


    Had it not been for Freya kicking him away just now, letting him out of the situation, he might have been the one with broken legs, wailing on the ground right now.


    Frey glanced at Poetry God Bragi, whose legs were twisted like pretzels and who had almost fainted from the pain several times, quietly feeling fortunate.


    At this time, the two Blood Alliance brothers, after a brief exchange of pleasantries upon their long-awaited reunion, seemed to also remember the unfortunate fellow with broken legs on the ground.


    ��Some small frictions only, there was no need for such severe measures,�� sighed Luo En reluctantly.


    ��This was his own fault!��


    Odin snorted coldly and then, with a sullen face, turned to look at Tyr and Heimdall outside the field,


    ��What are you standing around for? Come here and greet your uncle! Do I have to invite you myself?��


    Upon hearing this, Tyr and Heimdall immediately woke up as if from a dream, hurriedly sheathing their weapons and bowing respectfully to Luo En.


    Luo En smiled and nodded, not troubling these two brothers.


    Seeing the atmosphere at the scene somewhat relaxed, Odin breathed a sigh of relief and laughingly issued an invitation:


    ��It��s rare for you to return; come, let��s go to the Golden Palace for a drink, we shall not rest until we��re drunk today! It��s also a good chance for my children to meet their uncle.��


    Luo En pointed to the separated giant dragon corpses and the blood-stained field, reminding him reluctantly,


    ��Let��s choose another day. The Dwarf King��s son has just died, his daughter lies in a coma, and there are a pile of things waiting for me to tidy up...��


    Then, he glanced at the Poetry God on the ground, kindly suggesting,


    ��Bragi��s also badly injured, how about letting him go back to Turin City with me to recuperate?��


    ��No need, he won��t die!��


    Odin waved his hand, then turned to Bragi and the three people coldly snorting,


    ��I haven��t settled the score with these three wretched kids yet, I��ll take them first, and after investigating things thoroughly, I will give you an explanation!��


    ��The one who died is the Dwarf King��s son, what explanation do I need...��


    ��Then give the Dwarf King justice! Rest assured, I will personally visit Turin City in three days!��


    ��Alright, I��ll await you in Turin City.��


    Luo En nodded in response, then watched as Odin led the Immortal Palace people disappear into the light of the Rainbow Bridge operation.


    With the departure of the Asgard team and the death of the last Upper Giant Dragon, this dragon disaster that swept through the Dwarf Country temporarily concluded in an anticlimactic manner.


    Looking at the dragon corpses lying in pools of blood, and at the legendary Lord of the Middle Court, the people on site were momentarily perplexed, unsure of what to do next.


    Luo En thought for a moment, then waved his hand to give an order:


    ��You stay and clean up this place, then follow the original plan to transport the items back to Turin City. Eden��s condition is unstable, I need to take her back to the Royal Palace with Freya first.��


    Upon hearing this clear instruction, the various teams, which had been anxious, finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to carry out their tasks in an orderly manner.


    ~~


    At the break of dawn, night turned into day.


    Luo En and Freya sped along, taking the unconscious Eden back to Turin City first.


    Seeing his daughter safe and sound, but learning of his son��s death midway, the Dwarf King was overwhelmed with mixed emotions, his face streaked with old tears, as he explained the situation to Valkyrie Freya and Luo En who had resumed his true identity.


    It turned out that after brothers Fafnir and Regin had killed their father and stolen the treasure, they fled to the Northern Realm, and due to their revealed whereabouts, they were captured by the Durin Clan.


    During the interrogation, the Durin Clan grew greedy for the treasure in their possession and hoped to use their shape-shifting talents to explore more Gold Veins, seeking more wealth.


    The duty fell upon the Dwarf King��s son, Eden��s brother.


    However, this excessive greed led to grave consequences, with his son, along with Fafnir and Regin, cursed by the Rhein Gold, turning into dragons crazed for treasure, thus triggering a Dragon Disaster that swept through the whole Dwarf Country.


    During several raids by the dragon horde, Eden discovered that her brother seemed to retain some humanity, so she willingly allowed herself to be captured by her brother, hoping to awaken his sense.


    While Eden wasn��t entirely successful, her draconified brother managed to restrain the other two Upper Giant Dragons at the Lonely Mountain Dragon Nest, significantly reducing the threat of the Dragon Disaster.


    With the delay caused by Eden, the Dwarf Clan had the chance to call for help from the other Nine Great Kingdoms to come and slay the dragons.


    The Dwarf King guessed that his daughter had survived so long in the Lonely Mountain Dragon Nest, untouched by Dragon Disease, probably because her heart was too pure to be hooked by the Rhein Gold.


    However, to cover up the scandal of the Dragon Disaster, the Dwarf Clan chose to hide all these events.


    ��This is our fault, if we hadn��t been greedy for that treasure, none of this would have happened.��


    Watching his daughter lying unconscious, the hunched Dwarf King lamented deeply, his aged face etched with regret.


    Luo En opened his mouth but ultimately remained silent in response.


    ~~


    Meanwhile, at the Golden Palace.


    A suppressed and solemn atmosphere permeated the entire hall, as Poetry God Bragi, with his legs twisted like pretzels, crawled on the cold floor, not daring to look up at the figure seated on the throne above.


    After what seemed like an eternity, a faint questioning voice sounded:


    ��Who allowed you to make decisions on your own?��


    ��Father God, I��I did this to fulfill the mission you entrusted to me!��


    Bragi, feeling the mountainous pressure, swiftly defended himself.


    As he spoke, he hurriedly lifted a hand, taking out from the Magic Circle Diagram a beautifully crafted Golden Ring stained with a trace of blood, and respectfully presented it.


    Seeing the object, Odin��s swirling anger abated slightly, he took the ring into his hand and snorted:


    ��If not for you dealing with proper matters, your hands wouldn��t be spared either!��


    Hearing this, Bragi felt somewhat resentful:


    ��Father God, I don��t understand, that person is just a Chief God! What right does he have to make you yield so much?��


    ��Chief God? He could easily sit in my place if he wished! All the pleasures of wine and women that you enjoy here in the Immortal Palace are thanks to his efforts!��


    Odin abruptly stood up, casting a shadowy look towards his son on the ground,


    ��Also, remember, he is my brother, your uncle, show some respect in the future!��


    ��Obeyed, Father God...��


    Feeling the overwhelming pressure like a tsunami, Bragi bowed his head tremulously, yet there lingered a trace of defiance deep in his eyes.


    Noticing his son��s subtle defiance, Odin frowned but was too indolent to pursue it.


    Instead, he began twirling the blood-stained Golden Ring in his hand, a complex gaze peering through the tiny Hole towards the vast emptiness, silently murmuring to himself.


    Since you have already gone, why come back again?

 Chapter 921: 61: Its Okay to Deceive Brothers, Just Dont Deceive Yourself

    Chapter 921: Chapter 61: It��s Okay to Deceive Brothers, Just Don��t Deceive Yourself


    Turin City, Royal Palace.


    As the Dwarf King gazed upon the decapitated corpse of the young dwarf in the great hall, he couldn��t help but once again shed a torrent of old tears.


    It seemed that because the accursed one had died, the curse��s power also dissipated, allowing his son to finally die with the identity of a dwarf.


    Suppressing the grief in his heart, the Dwarf King gathered his son��s former clothes and carefully dressed the body, wishing to preserve his son��s final dignity.


    But no matter how splendid the attire, it was unable to conceal the mutilation of the body.


    For the body of this Dwarf Prince was not intact, missing not only his right arm, but also an empty chest cavity.


    Seeing the sorrowful expression of the old Dwarf King, Luo En felt some heartache:


    ��Is this all?��


    ��Yes, I��ve asked Frey. Bragi and the others took part of the body with them when they acted, saying they wanted to keep it as a memento of dragon slaying,��


    Freya replied softly, with a flicker in her eye.


    Luo En nodded and said no more.


    His friends who often killed knew well that mutilating a corpse is often done to conceal certain traces. Targeting special parts usually has a specific purpose.


    If his guess was correct, he probably already knew the true nature of the Rhein Gold.


    After concluding his meeting with the Dwarf King, it was already late into the night.


    Luo En left the remaining issues to Freya, who accompanied him, and moved to the small courtyard provided by the guild to recuperate.


    Since his companions were still on their way back to Turin City, the place was very quiet.


    However, as soon as he entered, a languid voice came from the courtyard:


    ��Back already?��


    A canine Goddess with wolf ears and chestnut-brown long hair was comfortably sitting in a chair, with her long and fair legs propped up on the table, leisurely munching on an apple, her dust-covered feet swaying leisurely, treating the area as if it were her own wolf den.


    Luo En involuntarily touched his own undisguised face, looking at Heluo in some surprise:


    ��You don��t seem surprised?��


    ��Old man, you don��t think your disguise was very clever, do you?��


    Heluo pointed to her delicate nose, quite smug.


    She had detected his scent.


    Luo En understood his oversight, and shaking his head, pulled over another chair to sit down across the stone table, lifting his hand to rub his sore temples.


    Seeing this, Heluo threw down the apple core and asked:


    ��It seems the matter did not go smoothly?��


    ��There was an unexpected issue.��


    Luo En replied in a deep voice, and then briefly relayed the incident to Heluo.


    After hearing the narrative, Heluo furrowed her brow and asked:


    ��So, what exactly is the Rhein Gold?��


    ��A ring.��


    Luo En sipped his tea and replied leisurely.


    According to the records of Nordic Mythology, the dwarf Andvari had a magical ring��Andvaranaut.


    Its name meant ��Andvari��s treasure,�� also known as ��the gold-drawing ring,�� possessing the magical power to ��make gold multiply and propagate�� and ��lead its holder to gold mines.��


    Under the influence of this Divine Artifact, he accumulated a vast wealth, but it also brought him disaster.


    ��The Great God Odin forcibly took his treasure and the ring, giving it to another dwarf as compensation for accidentally killing that dwarf��s son.


    Yes, that unlucky fellow was the father of the two brothers, Fafnir and Regin, who killed and robbed him out of filial piety.


    Afterwards, Fafnir and Regin, the two brothers, fled to the Northern Realm with the treasure and the ring, where they were captured by the Durin Clan.


    To save their own lives, they handed over the treasure. That magical ring, which could probe for gold mines and multiply the gold, also ended up in the hands of the Dwarf Prince.


    However, in the Nordic World, there exists a pervasive law of Fate��everything comes at a price.


    The Gold-Absorbing Ring, while it can bring its holder vast wealth, also contains a terrible Curse; overuse leads to grave consequences.


    For instance, the Dragon Disease!


    If my guess is correct, this is probably the cause of the Dragon Disaster that has struck Dwarf Country.


    ��Anvari...�� Heluo pondered the name in her mouth, murmuring thoughtfully, ��We��ve been trading with Dwarf Country so long, but I��ve never heard of such a person among the Seven Dwarf Clans.��


    As a Goddess responsible for trade, if such a wealthy figure really existed in Dwarf Country, she should have an impression of them.


    Immediately after, Heluo paused and picked up an apple, looking toward her foster father and said faintly:


    ��But that Gold-Absorbing Ring, it does sound somewhat familiar to me. However, not in Dwarf Country, its official name is����


    ��Droprnir Gold Ring...��


    Luo En muttered softly, tilting his head back to down the tea in his cup in one gulp.


    Legend has it that this object is a symbol of wealth, reproducing eight copies of itself every nine days, granting its holder an inexhaustible supply of gold.


    The original piece is worn on the hand of his brother Odin.


    Watching Heluo continue devouring her apple with relish after saying all that, Luo En rubbed his aching temples:


    ��You guessed it already?��


    ��Pretty much.��


    Heluo took a bite of the apple, gazing at her foster father with a smile,


    ��Although he did it perfectly without leaving any evidence, you taught me, the one who profits the most is the most suspicious. The Seven Dwarf Clans just showed signs of unification, and then a Dragon Disaster swept across the entirety of Dwarf Country, and even the next successor died in this disaster. Don��t you think that��s too much of a coincidence?


    Plus, I��ve heard that Poetry God Bragi had a condition for coming to quell the Dragon Disaster��he wants to marry Eden, signifying an alliance between the Asa and the Dwarf Clan.��


    Luo En sighed, ��Is it necessary to go this far?��


    ��How else can the power of the Dwarf Clan be gripped firmly in hand?�� Heluo looked toward the Royal Palace, smiling sardonically, ��The Kingdom is in turmoil, and his own son has died. The Old Dwarf King is probably worn out and won��t last much longer. Once he departs for the Netherworld, Bragi, who has married Eden, will become the most legitimate successor to Dwarf Country.��


    ��To kill a man��s son, to forcibly take his daughter, and to absorb his Clan��s power��such malevolence is truly like stabbing the heart. These methods are a bit too cruel,�� commented Luo En, shaking his head.


    As a witness, he understood the hardship of the Asa Divine Race��s rise, thus, he didn��t oppose Odin scheming for his Race��s interests, but some things shouldn��t be done too ruthlessly.


    ��Cruel?��


    Heluo turned to look at her foster father with a hint of surprise in her eyes.


    ��Old Dad, why would you think he��s kind?��


    Luo En opened his mouth, at a loss for words, and could only retort sullenly:


    ��At least he wasn��t like this before.��


    ��No, he has always been like this!��


    Heluo shook her head, denying it point by point,


    ��using deceit to exchange hostages with the Warner Divine Race, causing them to lose three powerful Chief Gods;


    spreading rumors to instigate internal fighting between the Light Elves and the Dark Elves, leading them to deplete each other;


    luring Giants with promises of gain to build fortresses for the Asa Divine, but then breaking the agreement and killing them... All of these are the ��good deeds�� His Majesty the King of Gods has done.


    Now, the Warner Divine Race, Elf Clan, and Giant Clan have all been weakened directly or indirectly by him, it��s not surprising that the Dwarf Clan is next.��


    Then, Heluo looked earnestly at her foster father:


    ��Old Dad, that��s just the kind of person he is, unscrupulous in achieving his goals. Whoever stands in his way doesn��t matter if they��re kind or merciful.


    Some lies might work on others, but in the end, don��t deceive yourself too.��

 Chapter 922: 62 Night Raid of the Goddess of Youth, Eden

    Chapter 922: Chapter 62 Night Raid of the Goddess of Youth, Eden


    After hearing Heluo��s reminder, Luo En fell silent.


    Actually, many things he had already sensed before, he just deliberately avoided thinking deeply about them.


    Take, for example, the War of Light and Darkness, which led to the entire Elf Clan��s split.


    According to what Rose said, someone spread rumors, deliberately creating conflict and division between the Light Elves and the Dark Elves, thereby brewing this strife.


    After the war, the once-dominant Dark Elf Clan of the Elf Country was expelled underground, Matriarch Rose went mad, and the victorious Light Elf Clan became vassals to the Asa Divine Race, providing them with a constant source of troops.


    Through the theory of ��who benefits the most, who is the most suspect��, it��s likely the Asa Divine Race and my good brother Odin are the ones pulling the strings behind the scenes.


    Upon thinking it over, back in the day Odin repeatedly suppressed the Dark Elf rebellion, and no matter how tense the situation, he never let me, his good brother, interfere with affairs of the Elf Country, probably because he didn��t want me to understand the inside story.


    Now that there��s a precedent with Rose and the Dark Elves, it��s not surprising that the unionized Dwarf Country would face this Dragon Disaster.


    For Asa��s greater cause, I can discard my own daughter, scheme against my wife��s maternal family��what��s the Elf Clan and Dwarf Clan to me, who I��m not deeply connected with?


    Perhaps, since the sacrifice of Ancestor Ymir and the creation of the Nine Great Kingdoms, the dragon-slaying hero has already become the Evil Dragon.


    Seeing the complexity in her foster father��s eyes, Heluo lifted her chin and asked:


    ��Figured it out yet?��


    Luo En nodded, his gaze somber as he looked at his daughter Heluo:


    ��So, you used the Guild and Tavern to issue bounties, gathering a large number of people from the Nine Great Kingdoms to come to the Dwarf Country to slay the dragon, which not only suppresses the Dragon Disaster for the Dwarf Clan but also keeps Asa��s scheming in check?��


    ��I would help personally if I could, but I don��t have the power. Asa is at its zenith now; even the Chief God is close to double digits. Me, a small businessman, how can I be involved in this?��


    Heluo dropped a cherry pit, sighing helplessly,


    ��The most I can do, out of regard for many years of partnership, is to call on more eyewitnesses for the Seven Dwarf Clans so that His Majesty the King of Gods would have some reservations when taking action, not going so far as to wipe them out.��


    Luo En fell silent upon hearing the undertone of resentment in her words.


    However, Heluo soon revealed a mocking smile:


    ��However, I didn��t expect that you, the Lord of the Middle Court, would also come and join the commotion.��


    ��So, you took advantage of the situation and sneaked me into the Midgard team, using me as your scapegoat?��


    Luo En, with a grim face, looked at his dutiful daughter and snorted in annoyance:


    ��You��ve learned some bad tricks, Heluo...��


    ��It��s all thanks to your good teaching, Dad.��


    Heluo, with a playful smile, replied as her wolf ears on her head and tail behind her waved cheerfully, seeming very pleased.


    Luo En, speechless, regretted having taught his daughter too well and said helplessly:


    ��Alright, let��s stop here; I��ll make Odin give the Dwarf King an explanation.��


    ��And then? Continue with the next round of targeting?��


    Heluo counter-asked, then propped up her chin in thought, murmuring to herself,


    ��Who��s next in line, I wonder?


    Since the Warner Divine Race naively believed the oaths of the Asa Divine Race, they have lost three Chief Gods; the ruling Sea God Niord is weak in character and poses no threat;


    The Elf Clan on one hand is coveted by the watchful Dark Elf, the three kings of the Light Elves are utterly subservient to the God of Fertility Frey, who also is preparing to marry an heir with the blood of the three kings to Frey, further binding with the Immortal Palace; there��s no need to be wary of them;


    The Fire Giant Clan has been provoked by you and hasn��t recovered yet, the Fire Giant King Surtr is still sealed, no danger there;


    The Frost Giant and Mountain Giant Clan are bound by oaths, temporarily unable to cross the Iron Forest;


    The Dwarf Clan has just suffered a Dragon Disaster, with heavy casualties...


    Lastly, who else could threaten Asa��s Divine Authority? It��s tough to guess, right, Dad?��


    With a smirk in her eyes, she gave Luo En a profound look.


    Luo En was silent for a moment, waved his hand and turned away:


    ��I��ve never considered myself the master of the Middle Court; matters there do not concern me.��


    Hearing this nearly heartless disengagement, a twinge of doubt rose in Heluo��s heart:


    What is it that makes Dad so desperately deny his past?


    Is it related to that incident with Hela?


    Oh well, it doesn��t matter.


    Heluo shook her head, her gaze meaningfully following the silhouette of Luo En as he walked toward the bedroom.


    Dad, don��t you understand?


    The one who His Majesty the King of Gods fears has always been you, not the Middle Court.


    As the figure vanished into the crack of the bedroom door, Heluo slightly raised her hand, pulling out a stack of thick documents from the Magic Circle Diagram, flipping through them with interest:


    ��Rose, goddess of the Dark Elf Clan (suspected)...��


    ��Celebrian, heir to the three great Light Elf royal families, fiance?e to the God of Fertility Frey...��


    ��Xili, Princess of the Northern Kingdom Sintra, whose maternal grandmother is one of the founders of the Northern Countries Alliance, with her mentor Yenifa one of the five highest members of the Wizard Council...��


    ��Gandalf, former King of the Northern Kingdom Norway, an important member of the Northern Countries Alliance, one of the five highest members of the Wizard Council...��


    After going through the personal files one by one, Heluo looked toward the firmly closed bedroom door, contemplating:


    ��What you think doesn��t matter, the key is what Asa will think:


    �C If we get Rose and Celebrian on our side, we��ll have control of both the Light and Dark Elf Clan��s power;

 Chapter 923: 62 Night Raid of the Goddess of Youth, Eden_2

    Chapter 923: Chapter 62 Night Raid of the Goddess of Youth, Eden_2


    ����Settling the Dragon Disaster, saving Eden, and owning irresistible wine for dwarves, the Seven Dwarf Clans look up to you as the leader;


    ����Xili adores you, Old Gandalf maintains a good relationship with you, Yenifa owes you a favor, and with centuries of guarding Midgard, the Human��s Northern Countries Alliance and the Warlock Brotherhood are gradually being infiltrated by your influence;


    ����The Valkyrie Freya of the Warner Divine Race is your subordinate, and her Valkyrie Corps are at your command;


    ����The Fire Giant Clan has been crippled by you, Giant King Surtr has been sealed by you, the Mountain Giant Clan Princess Scadi flirts with you, and the Frost Giant Clan Princess Angelboda even has a marriage contract with you, binding all three Giant Clans to you tightly;


    ����Death God Hela of the Netherworld is your student, raised by you herself, she��s even closer to you than her own father;


    ����And lastly, there��s us, with our [Guild] providing vast wealth, and [Tavern] providing intelligence and troops...


    Tsk tsk, old man, with so many people, with so many factors against the Asa Divine Clan gathering around you, how could Old Odin get any sleep?


    Some things cannot be dissociated from just by wanting to.


    Meanwhile, inside the house.


    Luo En lies in his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.


    Although unwilling to admit it, he once again felt the malice of fate.


    Having just awoken in Elf Country, he abducted the God of Fertility Frey��s fiance?e Celebrian, causing the marriage alliance between Asa and the Light Elves to fall through; then he connected with Rose, harboring the Evil God who constantly thinks of overthrowing Asa��s Divine Authority, revealing the dark history of the split within the Elf Clan initially caused by Asa Divine Clan; now, he quelled the Dragon Disaster of the Dwarf Clan, stealing the credit from Poetry God Bragi, foiling Asa��s plan to control the Seven Dwarf Clans...


    On this journey, whether actively or passively, he��s almost been constantly causing trouble for the Asa Divine Clan and Odin.


    Such is the fate...


    Luo En cursed under his breath, forcing himself to clear his mind, to spend this tedious time in sleep, waiting for Odin��s arrival in three days.


    ~~


    At this very moment, in the Dwarf Palace.


    ��Brother!��


    With a cry of terror from her nightmare, Eden sat up on her bed drenched in sweat.


    Seeing the Valkyrie Freya by the bedside, she hastily grabbed her arm, asking urgently:


    ��Where is my brother? How is he?��


    Freya sighed, shaking her head helplessly:


    ��I am sorry, what��s happened has happened, and there��s nothing I can do. Please accept my condolences.��


    Hearing this, Eden��s face immediately turned deathly pale, nearly fainting again, and her clear eyes grew hollow.


    Seeing her like this, Freya felt some remorse.


    In a way, she was partly to blame for the tragedy.


    If she had personally escorted the Giant Dragon instead of leaving it to that fool Frey, perhaps Eden��s brother might have had a chance to survive.


    As Eden strove to hold back her sorrow and kept shaking her head to comfort Freya, the greater the remorse Freya felt.


    After hesitating for a moment, she could not help but say:


    ��Actually, there is a way to bring your brother back from the dead.��


    ��What?��


    Immediately revitalized, Eden asked eagerly.


    Freya spoke solemnly: ��Death is not the end. Once the body of life is damaged, the spirit can go to two places, one is Asgard��s Heroic Spirit Hall, and the other is called Helheim in the Netherworld. However, the former only accepts the souls of those who have died heroically in battle, and since your brother was captured and executed as a Giant Dragon, he must have entered the Netherworld. If you wish to save him, you will need to go to the Netherworld and plead with Death God Hela.��


    ��I will plead with her right now!��


    With a goal in mind, Eden quickly spoke, excitedly jumping out of bed barefoot, ready to rush to the Netherworld.


    But before she could leave, Freya stopped her:


    ��It��s no use. Even if you could find the way to the Netherworld, and even if you got there, given Hela��s current disposition, she definitely won��t agree to release him.��


    On hearing this, Eden deflated, turning expectantly to Freya:


    ��Then what do I do?��


    ��Find someone she can��t refuse to intercede.��


    ��You mean... Lord Loki?��


    Eden suddenly realized but still felt uncertain,


    ��But what if he doesn��t want to help?��


    ��I do have a method with a high chance of success, but it will require you to make some sacrifices.��


    ��As long as it can bring my brother back, I am willing to do anything!��


    Hearing that resolute speech, Freya nodded and lifted a hand to retrieve a pink potion from the Magic Circle Diagram, placing it in Eden��s palm:


    ��He��s resting in the small courtyard provided by the Guild. Take this with you to find him, and then...��


    With Freya��s instructions firmly in mind, Eden gripped the pink potion bottle in her hand, her cheeks flushed with determination as she stepped out of the Royal Palace.


    ~~


    Half an hour later, in the courtyard.


    The bedroom door creaked open, and a small figure tiptoed to the bedside under the moonlight.


    With rustling sounds, a pair of deep purple eyes slowly opened, gazing at Eden who had stripped herself naked before the bed:


    ��What are you doing?��


    ��Lord Loki, please save my brother. I��ll do anything, I��ll be very good.��


    Eden pleaded meekly, then bit her silver teeth, closed her eyes, and buried her head toward Luo En��s embrace.


    However, a large hand decisively blocked her small head and firmly held her in place.


    Seeing the Dwarf Princess who��d boldly stripped herself for a night assault, still struggling persistently, Luo En couldn��t help but have a face full of black lines:


    ��Who taught you to do this?��


    ��No one did, it was my own decision!��


    Eden, loyal to her partners in crime, did not snitch.


    Luo En glanced at the young girl under his hand and snorted coldly with a dark face:


    ��Freya, huh? You don��t need to say it; I know. Always learning the wrong things, just fond of shady and crooked ways!��


    According to the laws of the Nordic World, everything has a price.


    If Eden took the initiative, and he didn��t refuse, then he would need to provide a corresponding Reward.


    Moreover, as long as he had a physical relationship with this Dwarf Princess, he would be considered half a son-in-law and heir to the throne of the Dwarf Clan, both morally and logically obliged to lend the Dwarves a hand.


    With the intelligence of the Dwarves, they probably couldn��t come up with such a deceitful ploy. It must have been an idea from that madwoman Freya who turned into the God of Love.


    At this moment, hearing that her Conspiracy was exposed, Eden instantly lost her momentum and could only sniffle while begging with tearful eyes:


    ��Lord Loki, we just want to save my brother, please agree, won��t you?��


    Looking at the young girl��s tearful face, Luo En helplessly waved his hand:


    ��Alright, I��ll consider it. Go back first.��


    ��If you don��t agree, I won��t leave even if I die!��


    Eden replied stubbornly, her neck stiff, continuously rubbing against Luo En.


    Struggling to fend her off, Luo En groaned and laid it out straight:


    ��Telling you to go back and wait for news means I agree!��


    Although he didn��t really want to get involved in the affairs of the Dwarf Clan and Odin, seeing Eden��s tear-stained face, he ultimately couldn��t help being softhearted.


    It��s just a matter of fishing someone out of the Netherworld, and with Odin covering him, it shouldn��t be a big problem.


    After handling this, I��ll just continue to sleep somewhere where no one can find me, ensuring that even that channel of Fate can��t come knocking on my door.


    Luo En consoled himself while contemplating how to drag that good brother of his into the water three days later.


    Upon hearing the good news, Eden also couldn��t help but break into smile, ready to pick up her clothes and walk out of the bedroom.


    But just as she bent over, the Dwarf Lolita��s body swayed, nearly toppling over.


    ��What��s wrong with you?�� Luo En quickly supported Eden, asking with concern.


    ��My head... it��s a bit dizzy, my body... so hot...�� Eden muttered, her eyes showing a hint of delirium, and her little body involuntarily snuggled into Luo En��s arms.


    Luo En pulled the fidgeting little head out from his embrace, asking with a dark face:


    ��Besides teaching you these things, what else did Freya do?��


    ��The potion, she gave me a potion...��


    ��Where��s the potion?��


    ��I drank it before entering...��


    Eden blinked her eyes and replied while her gaze towards Luo En grew hotter, unable to restrain herself from sniffing her nose and licking her lips.


    He smells so good!


    Looking at the Dwarf Princess whose eyes had turned pink, lunging at him like a small beast seeking nourishment, Luo En defended with flustered movements, gritting his teeth inwardly:


    Freya, just wait, I��ll make sure your backside blooms when I��m done with you!

 Chapter 924: 63 Dad, its getting cold, let me put on another piece of clothing for you

    Chapter 924: Chapter 63 Dad, it��s getting cold, let me put on another piece of clothing for you


    On the third day, early in the morning.


    Luo En rushed out of his room with great momentum, looking around:


    ��Where��s Freya?��


    ��Oh, she said something urgent came up, and she returned to Asgard last night.��


    Heluo, squatting on the roof, was munching an apple and cheerfully responded.


    ��Lucky for her to escape so quickly!�� Luo En muttered resentfully, dark-faced, making a mental note of this.


    Heluo, however, looking at the rags torn from Luo En��s clothes and the conspicuous bite marks underneath, made a teasing gesture:


    ��After a whole day and night of struggle, little Eden is rather capable, huh.��


    Hearing the teasing in that remark, Luo En looked up gloomily at his undutiful daughter:


    ��Heluo, have you been feeling itchy lately? Shall I give it a rub?��


    Feeling the full malice in that gaze, Heluo instinctively stiffened and quickly coughed to change the subject:


    ��By the way, father, those little friends of yours came back last night too, they seem to have something they want to discuss with you. But seeing you were busy, I settled them in other rooms. Now that you��re awake, I��ll go and inform them right away!��


    With that, Heluo quickly leapt away from the courtyard before her father could become difficult.


    Watching that swiftly retreating figure, Luo En shook his head with regret.


    Children grow up, they��ve become much smarter than before, and are increasingly hard to deal with.


    Moments later, Heluo returned to the courtyard with Celebrian, Rose, and Xili.


    After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Celebrian got straight to the point:


    ��I am here to bid you farewell and hope you will permit it.��


    ��Leaving? Why?��


    Luo En set down his teacup, showing a hint of surprise.


    Celebrian nodded, exchanged a look with Xili behind her, and then spoke somewhat embarrassedly:


    ��Given your identity and ability, you do not need our protection. On the contrary, you have taken care of us greatly along the way, making us acutely aware of our own inadequacies. So, Xili and I have discussed it and decided to take our own paths to grow as quickly as possible, so we can be worthy to stand by your side and fulfill the vows we have made.��


    Luo En listened, unsurprised.


    Xili was outstanding, as was Celebrian; all these young girls gathered around him were exceptional.


    And the more exceptional people are, the prouder they are at heart.


    Throughout their journey, they had encountered masters from the Nine Great Kingdoms and faced crises one after another, gradually realizing their own powerlessness in high-end conflicts.


    As proud and excellent beings, they found it difficult to tolerate being protected and dragging their feet as a burden to the team; naturally, they were eager to grow and prove themselves.


    As a former Heroic Tutor and a guide for civilization, Luo En naturally understood that you can��t confine a steed to a stable and expect it to thrive.


    He sipped his honey water and asked casually:


    ��Do you have any specific plans?��


    ��I plan to return to the Elf Country first, to complete the rite of succession to the throne, to use my own abilities to break the arrogance and bias of the older generation Light Elves, to bridge the millennia-long gap between the Light and Dark Elves, and to accumulate strength for the prophesied coming White Frost Era.��


    Celebrian answered earnestly, her youthful face exuding the dignified elegance of a king.


    However, this was not a good choice.


    For the entire Nordic realm, the biggest problem was that there were too many ��Kings�� and too few resources for the world.


    The ruler of Asgard most likely did not wish to see an Elf Clan that eradicated hatred and moved towards unity to challenge the status of the Asa Divine Race.


    If she insisted on doing so, Celebrian might follow in Rose��s footsteps.


    Luo En sighed and advised subtly:


    ��Do you really have to do this? It��s a very dangerous path.��


    ��I understand your concern.��


    Celebrian nodded, then took Rose and Xili��s hands and replied solemnly,


    ��But this answer isn��t just for myself, it��s also for all Elves. I don��t want to see my race plagued by strife and hate, caught in endless fighting over skin color and lineage.��


    ��You might die.��


    ��Every mortal eventually dies. To fall on the right path is an honor.��


    Listening to Celebrian��s firm reply, Luo En momentarily saw familiar figures in this Elf Girl, resonating with the past.


    He pursed his lips and, in the end, gave up on further dissuasion. Instead, he took off a pendant from around his neck and handed it over,


    ��A friend gave this amulet to me; now I��m entrusting it to you. I hope it can protect you in my absence.��


    ��No, it��s too valuable.��


    Celebrian, sensing the powerful Divinity on the pendant, repeatedly refused to accept.


    ��Take it. With this, Frey won��t give you a hard time.��


    Upon hearing Luo En��s reminder, Celebrian no longer objected, her heart warming.


    Currently, her biggest problem in returning to the Elf Country was the entanglement of the God of Fertility, Frey. If this pendant could help her solve that, then she really wouldn��t have any worries left.


    Moreover, she had already entrusted her heart and soul to a certain individual and indeed needed something to signify where she belonged.


    Celebrian stole a glance at Luo En who was behind her, her cheeks flushing lightly as she closed her eyes, feeling the Lord of the Middle Court personally put the pendant on her.


    After the clasp was secured and seeing the amulet, made of three interlocking protective triangles, settle into Celebrian��s embrace, Luo En could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

 Chapter 925: 63 Dad, its getting cold, let me add a piece of clothing for you_2

    Chapter 925: Chapter 63 Dad, it��s getting cold, let me add a piece of clothing for you_2


    The friend who gave him this pendant was none other than Odin.


    In those years, Odin personally gifted him this amulet symbolizing the [Trinity] as a token of gratitude for his help.


    It not only represented the friendship between him and Odin but also symbolized their past alliance oath.


    With Celebrian possessing this item, even if he united the Elf Clan and posed a threat to the Asa Divine Race, Odin would likely show leniency for the sake of this pendant, ensuring Celebrian would not end up in a miserable fate like Rose.


    After completing this safety measure, Luo En looked to one side:


    ��Xili, what about you, what are your plans?��


    ��I don��t have grand ambitions like Celebrian and don��t plan to be any queen, so I��m thinking of first returning to Sintra to give the [Dragon Blood] to my teacher to help her break the curse, then complete the [Green Grass Trial], fulfilling my duty as a Demon Hunter, and continue to eliminate the Magical Creatures wreaking havoc in Midgard, saving the innocents.��


    Xili��s face showed a naive shyness, seemingly embarrassed to answer.


    Luo En smiled slightly, affirming:


    ��Ambition is not about scale, what suits you is the best, you will definitely be an excellent Demon Hunter.��


    The girl, hearing the praise, relaxed immediately, her face brightening with a relieved smile.


    Then, Luo En took out a manuscript from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to Xili:


    ��Your [Time-Space Blood] is quite rare, make good use of it, these are some development ideas I summarized, hopefully they can help you. Additionally, there are some [Lun Rune] analyses inside, if you don��t understand, you can give them to your teacher Yenifa or Old Gandalf.��


    ��Sure, I will take it with me!��


    Xili joyfully accepted the gift, and also extended an invitation,


    ��When you��re free, remember to visit the Northern Kingdom, my teacher and I will definitely treat you well!��


    ��When I have time.��


    Luo En replied noncommittally and then turned to look at Rose, who had shifted into her Iris persona, starting to advise,


    ��Before Celebrian becomes the unified queen of the three tribes of Light Elves, I advise you not to have too much contact with her, it��s better for both you and her.��


    ��I understand, I plan to go to the North with Xili. I heard that the [Mist Forest] there is home to many mixed-blood elf species, and I want to move some Dark Elves from the Elf Country who seek a peaceful life there first, to create a new paradise for them, sheltering all Elves who are inclined towards light, paving the way for the upcoming reconciliation between light and darkness.��


    Iris said her plan and mission solemnly, a mysterious and divine aura intertwining across her black jade face.


    Luo En glanced at the last traces of night in the sky, his eyes thoughtful.


    It seems that facilitating this reconciliation will involve not just the Light Elves and Dark Elves but also two lost souls.


    Since he couldn��t persuade Celebrian, Luo En didn��t waste more words on Iris present in front of him.


    But seeing Luo En��s prolonged silence, Iris couldn��t help but cautiously ask:


    ��Can I bring my people to Midgard?��


    Before Luo En could answer, Heluo immediately leaned in, hooking her arm around the neck of this Elf Goddess, showing a familiar and affectionate demeanor:


    ��Of course! You are Dad��s friends, and he would be happy to have people come live in Midgard! If you decide, and encounter any trouble during the relocation, feel free to seek help from the [Guild], we guarantee to solve it all for you!��


    ��Really?��


    ��Absolutely true! And there��s only one request, come visit Heather Island often in the future!��


    ��Okay! I will definitely come!��


    Iris agreed repeatedly, her face flushed with excitement like a black jade.


    One significant reason why the Dark Elves and Light Elves had split in those years was her incapability to resist the interference from the Asa Divine Race.


    But once she brought her people to Midgard, under the protection of this Lord of the Middle Court, the reconciliation between Light Elves and Dark Elves would no longer be empty talk, but a feasible path.


    Luo En glanced irritably at Heluo who had interrupted, his palm itching with irritation.


    How could he not know that this willful filial daughter was slyly recruiting and winning hearts for him?


    Even the sudden great ambitions of Celebrian, Rose, and Xili, along with their subsequent departures, likely stemmed from this filial daughter��s influence.


    You��re stirring up trouble, aren��t you? Wait until we��re alone, be careful of your buttocks!


    Luo En ground his teeth ominously, his fingers tightening on Heluo��s raised buttocks and swishing tail.


    However, Heluo, unconcerned by her adoptive father��s threats, made a face at him, secretly chuckling.


    Saying that the affairs of Midgard have nothing to do with you, claiming that you don��t care about anyone, yet in the end, you can��t let go, can you?


    You aren��t Old Odin, incapable of truly ruthless actions.


    Thinking to shirk responsibilities and run away, it won��t be as easy as last time!


    Wait until more and more things and people you care about gather in Midgard, each one waiting for your rescue, let��s see if you can still sleep then!


    Heluo looked at the web she had craftily spun, and her helpless adoptive father, her face showing a cunning and scheming smile.


    And facing this overt plot, even with Luo En��s teeth itching, he could only record a few more notes against his beloved big filial daughter Heluo in his little notebook.


    Just wait, I��ll eventually pluck all the fur from your tail!


    Though he spoke thus, he ultimately calmed down, and along with Heluo, saw off Celebrian and the others one after another.


    And as the courtyard emptied, Luo En suddenly changed his demeanor, preparing to shut the door and lay down family discipline.

 Chapter 926: 63 Dad, its getting cold, let me add a piece of clothing for you_3

    Chapter 926: Chapter 63 Dad, it��s getting cold, let me add a piece of clothing for you_3


    Watching the fatherly love about to befall her, Heluo quickly raised her hand to save herself:


    ��Wait, I have something to say!��


    ��What do you have to say to it!��


    Luo En, unmovable, with a dark face pulled a most handy thorn stick from the Magic Circle Diagram, and whipped it forward.


    ��Belle is missing!��


    The dark whip stopped an inch above Heluo��s buttocks, its sharp spikes almost piercing into the flesh of her buttocks.


    Luo En frowned and asked, ��What happened? Explain clearly!��


    ��First, put this down and guarantee you won��t hit me.�� Heluo bargained.


    Luo En��s gaze flickered, he withdrew the thorn stick, and spoke gruffly:


    ��Speak.��


    Having successfully avoided a beating, Heluo��s face brightened with a smile, and she quickly explained the whole story.


    On the way back to Turin City, Belle, who was traveling with her, suddenly looked very ill one day and walked into the night alone, never to appear again.


    ��How do you see this matter?�� Luo En asked with a frown.


    ��She might have encountered some troubles,�� Heluo casually replied, then glanced at her father and comforted him, ��But you don��t need to worry, with her capabilities, she should be safe.��


    ��Did you find out her identity?�� Luo En asked curiously.


    ��No.��


    Heluo shook her head, then added with a beaming smile,


    ��But precisely because of this, it proves that they are not simple. Even the well-informed Guild has investigated for many years and couldn��t find any information on the identities and origins of the three Belle sisters. This only proves one thing, their mystery and strength are far beyond the capabilities of the Guild.


    However, having been with them for so many years, we haven��t seen them do anything bad or harmful to us. I guess, the three sisters are likely benevolent gods experiencing life in the Lower Realm. Since they don��t want to reveal their identities, we don��t need to dig deeper, after all, everyone has secrets.


    We should play dumb when necessary, so we can all be friends...��


    Listening to this, Luo En��s heart stirred:


    ��They are... three sisters?��


    ��Yeah, the eldest named Ulu, who likes to tend bars, so I gave her the tavern on Heather Island; Belle is the second, she prefers receiving and listening, so I left her to manage the front desk of the Guild; as for the youngest, I only heard about her from them, I��ve never seen her, it seems she ran away from home on a whim. To find this youngest sister, they even used the Guild��s intelligence network a few times.��


    Heluo answered carelessly, but when she looked up, she saw her father��s face changing uncertainly.


    ��What, do you know them?�� Heluo was slightly surprised.


    ��I��m afraid I��ve guessed who they might be.��


    Luo En slowly nodded, feeling quite complicated.


    The three sisters, mysterious in origin, their strength unknown;


    One named Ulu, one named Belle, and one disappeared on a whim...


    If the individuals and information are laid out before one��s eyes, it indeed makes them hard to trace back.


    But combining the three, the answer is self-evident.


    They are obviously the first two of The Three Fates��Urd of the past, and Belldandy of the present!


    So, this Fate Goddess has actually been with me all this time, does she have some ulterior motives?


    The more Luo En thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and he was even more eager to know where the missing Belldandy had gone.


    Wait, the youngest Scouty also appeared in Dwarf Country, she seemed to have made an appointment with me to visit Giant Country before she left.


    Could it be that Belldandy went to Jotunheim for some reason?


    Luo En��s eyes narrowed, he was about to consider his next move, when a Dwarf messenger rushed in from outside, reporting urgently:


    ��Lord Loki, His Majesty Odin has arrived!��

 Chapter 927: 64: Say, are you and Odin having an affair!

    Chapter 927: Chapter 64: Say, are you and Odin having an affair!


    Upon receiving the message, Luo En woke up the drowsy Eden who was on the bed and brought Heluo with him to the Dwarf Palace.


    Entering the hall, the trio found Odin in casual black attire and a broad-brimmed hat, sitting in the hall, cheerfully drinking malt wine with the Old Dwarf King Ivald as if they were old friends reunited after many years.


    Upon seeing them enter, Odin immediately stood up and welcomed them with laughter:


    ��Loki, my brother, you��ve arrived! Come, take a seat quickly!��


    Luo En politely and warmly embraced the enthusiastic Odin, then, together with Heluo and Eden, took their seats as invited.


    He glanced at the seven or eight empty wine jars on the table and a glint of surprise flashed through his eyes:


    ��I remember you used to drink only nectar.��


    ��That was before I discovered the unique flavor of Midgard��s malt wine!��


    Odin answered with a hearty laugh, lifted his brimming cup, and downed the malt wine in one gulp, a satisfied smile spreading across his aged face.


    Seeing this, Heluo, smiling broadly, spoke:


    ��If Your Majesty likes it, we��ll have the guild send over a few jars of the finest regularly.��


    ��Then it��s settled!��


    Odin promptly agreed, then turned to Heluo with slight annoyance,


    ��However, little Heluo, calling me ��Your Majesty�� is a bit too formal, don��t you think? I was the one who held you when you were just born. If Loki hadn��t been one step ahead, you might well have become my daughter.��


    Speaking, the Asa Divine King shot a displeased glance at his good brother.


    Luo En, quite pleased with himself, took a sip of malt wine and said:


    ��That��s because kids like me better, unlike you, always sporting a grim face that makes children cry.��


    Whether it��s Dionysus from Greek Mythology or Fire God Loki from Nordic Mythology, both are recorded as exceptionally handsome men. Odin, on the other hand, falls short with a face full of wrinkles and a blind eye, indeed no match in appearance and charm.


    Heluo, glancing at the faces of the old and the young, silently nodded in agreement, feeling incredibly fortunate about her youthful choice based on appearance.


    It��s not that she had an overly high standard for her adoptive father��s looks, but being Odin��s daughter came with a high risk factor.


    She hasn��t forgotten the one called Hela who is still squatting in Helheim.


    ��If I were you, I wouldn��t care or worry about anything, and I would definitely maintain myself better than you have!��


    Odin rubbed his wrinkled face, responding irritably.


    Suddenly, in a harmonious atmosphere, he turned to Eden sitting beside him, squeezed out a gentle smile on his worn face, and took the initiative to state his purpose:


    ��Eden, is it? I am very sorry about your brother��s issue. It was my poor supervision that allowed those rascals to commit such an offense. Here��s what, as compensation, I will entrust the Eternal Garden to you to manage; from now on, you will be Asa��s Goddess of Youth, responsible for guarding the World Tree, as well as nourishing the Youth Fruit.��


    Hearing Odin��s promise, Heluo looked astonished.


    The World Tree is the root of everything, its importance to the Nine Great Kingdoms is self-evident; and the Youth Fruit, with its miraculous effect of eternal youth for the Asgardian deities, is equally crucial for the Nordic Divine, who can age and die.


    Handing these responsibilities to Eden, was tantamount to entrusting half the lifeblood of the Asgardian deities to an outsider.


    Has Odin gone mad?


    The Old Dwarf King, nervous upon hearing about the ��compensation�� his daughter would receive, promptly declined tactfully:


    ��Your Majesty, no! This responsibility is too great, Eden is still too young...��


    ��Young age is perfect for gaining experience. And Eden is very meticulous, I believe she can handle this job.��


    Luo En smiled, cutting off the Old Dwarf King��s refusal, and took on the task for Eden voluntarily.


    Neither the Old Dwarf King, nor the deceased Dwarf Prince, had such influence to make Odin voluntarily give up retaliation and offer half the lifeblood of Asgard as compensation.


    No doubt, the Blood Alliance brother had agreed to these significant concessions for his sake.


    Moreover, the Eternal Garden was once under his jurisdiction; handing it over to Eden was also a way of indirectly returning it to him, causing Odin no real pain.


    This alone proved Odin��s sincerity for this visit.


    Hopefully, from here on out, he wouldn��t start another Dragon Disaster or try to suppress the Dwarf Clan unilaterally.


    At this moment, hearing Luo En��s response, Odin also laughed heartily:


    ��Since even you, the previous guardian, say so, I��m even more assured. In future, the child can consult you if she has any questions.��


    ��Better ask Freya more, the Warner Divine Race are more skilled at nurturing plants than I am.�� Luo En shook his head declining.


    Hearing the implied meaning, Odin frowned slightly:


    ��What? You don��t plan to return?��


    ��Due to some obligations, I need to make a trip to the Netherworld.��


    Luo En reluctantly pointed at Eden beside him, then shifted the conversation, casting a deep glance at his good brother,


    ��By the way, it seems like you haven��t visited Hela in a long while, how about accompanying me for a stroll?��


    At this, Odin��s face twitched, his gaze becoming a bit vacant:


    ��Maybe not, she probably doesn��t want to see me.��


    It��s not like you haven��t repeatedly failed your daughter, Luo En scornfully thought to himself.


    Once, to ally with the Warner Divine Race, you sold out Hela, and now during this Dwarf Dragon Disaster, to clear the Asa Divine of suspicion, you��ve thrown the Giant Clan and the Netherworld under the bus again. Hela would be delighted to see you, indeed.

 Chapter 928: 64: Say, are you having an affair with Odin!_2

    Chapter 928: Chapter 64: Say, are you having an affair with Odin!_2


    Even though he said that, in order to coax Odin onto the ship and help him attract firepower, Luo En still went against his conscience and assured with a pat on his chest.


    ��Don��t worry, I��ll speak on your behalf when the time comes!��


    Odin shook his head and said with a bitter smile:


    ��I��m afraid that won��t work. I have previously incarnated as a mortal and secretly entered the Netherworld to check the situation. But before I could even enter Hela��s bedroom, I was chased by a large number of Netherworld��s departed souls, and even the Black Dragon King Nidhogg made a move. I barely escaped from the Netherworld.


    If it��s just accompanying you on an adventure, it��s not a big deal, but if the conflict between us father and daughter attracts chaos in the Nine Realms, that would be a loss that outweighs the gain.��


    Hearing Odin��s candid words, Luo En furrowed his brows.


    He hadn��t expected that the father-daughter relationship between Odin and Hela had almost deteriorated to the point of becoming enemies. If he involved Odin at this time, it might not be about sharing the burden of firepower, but rather like adding a flammable agent to the fire.


    But for him to go and ask Hela alone, he felt nervous himself.


    Just as Luo En was getting a headache, Odin seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he coughed as a reminder:


    ��Although I��m tied up, there��s someone who should be able to go with you to the Netherworld. His name is Thor, my second child with Jiao De, Hela��s brother, who possesses remarkable divine power and a strong physique.��


    Upon hearing this, Luo En immediately understood.


    The old man Odin was up to his usual trick of exploiting his children��s abilities. Translated into plain language, it meant:


    My son Thor, young and tough, resilient, also Hela��s own brother, perfect for taking some heat off, you take him to the Netherworld, he��ll be very useful!


    After weighing the options, Luo En quickly agreed to the person Odin recommended:


    ��Alright, I haven��t met this great nephew yet, it��s a good opportunity to get to know him better.��


    ��Okay, I will have someone fetch him right away!��


    Successfully diverting the trouble, Odin relaxed a little and hurriedly gestured to someone outside the door.


    A Valkyrie with white long hair, wearing swan feathers, clad in silver light armor, tall with an icy temperament like the frost entered the hall, raised her right hand to her ample bosom, and bowed respectfully to Odin:


    ��Father God, what are your orders?��


    ��Brynhild, go summon Thor, I have a task for him.��


    Odin spoke out loud, waving to his daughter.


    It��s her?


    Luo En looked at the silver-haired Valkyrie standing in the hall, a hint of surprise in his eyes.


    Brynhild, the daughter of Odin and a mortal woman, the queen of Iceland, possessing the bloodline of both demi-god and half-man, her name meaning ��armor and battle��.


    She is beautiful and graceful, and because of her noble birth and strong talents, she was selected into the Valkyrie Corps, often clad in armor and wielding weapons, charging into battlefields, brave and good at fighting, one of the most famous Valkyries in Nordic mythology.


    But in her destined trajectory, she also carried a heavy hue of tragedy.


    Out of pity for mortals, as a Valkyrie, Brynhild intervened to save a mother and son being hunted by enemies, which angered Odin who was plotting behind the scenes.


    As a result, she was sealed by Odin in a burning cave, forced into a deep sleep.


    Later, the dragon-slaying hero Sigurd accidentally entered the cave, awakened her, and they fell in love and united.


    However, after Sigurd left, he drank a magic potion of forgetfulness and forgot his vows, passing the ring that represented their engagement to the king he served, and married the king��s sister. Brynhild, manipulated by fate, had no choice but to comply with her vows and marry the king.


    However, Brynhild did not simply accept her fate; after learning the truth, she killed the unfaithful Sigurd with his own sword, then committed suicide with the same sword to defend her loyalty and pride with her life.


    To be honest, Luo En quite admired this character trait, and he wouldn��t mind lending a hand to this Valkyrie at a critical moment.


    A moment later, Brynhild returned from the Immortal Palace, but came back empty-handed:


    ��Father God, Lord Thor is not in the Immortal Palace.��


    ��What?��


    Upon hearing this, Odin��s face darkened, and he asked coldly,


    ��Where has he gone mischiefing now?��


    ��According to Lord Heimdall, he seems to have gone to Jotunheim.��


    ��What is he doing there?��


    ��The Frost Giant Clan has recently selected a new king, he said he wanted to test the newcomer��s mettle.��


    Unable to hide it any longer, Brynhild could only be honest.


    Odin, enraged, smashed the wine glass he was holding to the ground:


    ��This damn fool, always causing trouble for me!��


    Although the Asa Divine Race is the strongest in overall strength, they are not invincible, and since the prophecy of the Child of Light has not yet been fulfilled, for many years, he has been painstakingly maintaining balance among all parties, trying to avoid large-scale wars.


    However, his own son, Thor, relying on his identity as a member of the Asa Divine and the power of the Thunder God, keeps stirring up trouble and repeatedly setting up enemies for the Asa Divine Race.


    Especially this time, when he was supposed to share his father��s worries, he ended up stirring up trouble in the Giant Country again.


    Luo En soothed the angry Odin while casually asking:


    ��The Frost Giant Clan has a new king, what��s his name?��


    ��Lafei...��


    ��Pfft!��


    Luo En spat out a mouthful of wine, a strange glint appearing in his eyes,


    ��A woman?��


    ��No, it��s a man.��


    Brynhild answered truthfully, similarly respecting Luo En who was before her.


    Before accompanying her father on this journey, she had learned from her father��s own words about Luo En��s identity, knowing that he was indeed the supreme commander of the entire Valkyrie Corps.

 Chapter 929: 64: Say, are you having an affair with Odin!_3

    Chapter 929: Chapter 64: Say, are you having an affair with Odin!_3


    At this moment, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the gender of the Frost Giant King.


    Luckily it was a male, otherwise, based on the identity he claimed upon arriving in the Nordic Realm, he might have ended up with an extra ��mother.��


    However, Frost Giant King Laofei? This name seemed to connect with a fragment of his memory. Could it also be a variable resulting from his memory?


    Luo En muttered to himself, then asked:


    ��How long has Thor been gone?��


    ��Three days already...��


    Upon hearing Brynhild��s response, Odin furrowed his brow.


    His son, although haughty, truly possessed formidable strength. There weren��t many in all Nine Great Kingdoms who could best him.


    Having gone without word for three days, his situation was most likely precarious.


    After pondering for a moment, Odin turned to his good brother:


    ��The passage to the Netherworld and Rainbow Bridge has been sealed. If you want to enter the Netherworld, you would have to pass through Giant Country and Mist Country. How about you take a detour to check on Thor��s situation?��


    ��Without your presence, he might not be willing to listen to me.��


    ��Don��t worry, I will send Brynhild with my token to accompany you.��


    ��Alright, I��ll do my best.��


    After a bit of thought, Luo En nodded in agreement.


    Taking the detour was one thing, but with the newly appointed Frost Giant King Laofei and two of The Three Fates seemingly in Giant Country, it was best to go there to see if anything was amiss.


    Seeing his good brother agree, Odin felt relieved and jokingly handed over the credential:


    ��No matter what happens on the road, you have my permission to deal with it. If you encounter that stinky brat Thor, give him a beating for me!��


    ��Forget it, you should save your son for yourself to deal with.��


    Luo En also replied with a jest, then briefly embraced Odin before watching him lead the newly appointed Goddess of Youth Eden onto the Rainbow Bridge.


    ��You go ahead to the teleportation circle and wait for me, I have to discuss some matters with Heluo. After I��m done, I��ll rush over to join you,�� said Brynhild in the hall, along with the Old Dwarf King, who wisely left first after receiving the instructions.


    As the outsiders disappeared from sight, Heluo, who had been watching the whole time, finally couldn��t contain herself and looked at her foster father with a strange expression:


    ��Old man, you��ve snagged two of Odin��s daughters-in-law, foiling all his plans, yet he didn��t get angry. Instead, he even smilingly offered you half of Asgard��s lifeline to return with...��


    ��What��s the problem?��


    ��Spill it, are you two having an affair?��


    ��Bam!��


    Luo En slammed Heluo into the floor tiles angrily roaring,


    ��An affair your head! That��s because I��m more useful than any of his sons. The Asa Divine Race can��t reach its pinnacle without me! At least, before the God of Light Balder is born, he would not and dare not lay a hand on me!��


    ��I understand now.��


    Heluo pulled her head out of the tiles, smacked her fist into her palm as if having an epiphany,


    ��You are his God Queen!��


    Looking at the mocking smile on Heluo��s face and the deeper despondency, Luo En narrowed his eyes:


    ��Are you disappointed we didn��t fight?��


    ��What are you talking about? If things can get resolved peacefully, I��m more than happy.��


    ��Then why are you running?��


    ��The room is stuffy, just need some fresh air.��


    Heluo smiled radiantly, retreating while reaching for the doorknob.


    However, no matter how hard she tried, the door wouldn��t budge, the sensation of entrapment making the grand hall as confining as a cage.


    ��Do you know why I wanted to speak to you alone?�� Luo En asked with a smile.


    ��To discuss important matters?�� Heluo��s voice was somewhat shaky.


    ��No.�� Luo En shook his head, cracking his knuckles, a sinister smile on his face, ��My hand itches.��


    Heluo shuddered and suddenly leaped toward the ceiling.


    But the next moment, the crisp sound of impact and mournful wails echoed through the hall.

 Chapter 930: 65: Climbing the Bed to Gain a Higher Position?

    Chapter 930: Chapter 65: Climbing the Bed to Gain a Higher Position?


    Land of Giants, Jotunheim.


    A man and a woman, two silhouettes braving the howling blizzard, headed towards Etheregar City in the Northern Realm.


    It was a sacred place of the Frost Giant Clan, not only the newly enthroned Frost Giant King Laofei had settled here, but also many elites of the Frost Giant Clan lived within its borders.


    If Thor wanted to find trouble with the Giant Clan, Etheregar City was undoubtedly the most likely place to go.


    ��Achoo~��


    A sudden sneeze interrupted Luo En��s thoughts; he turned to look behind him.


    The accompanying Brynhild immediately blushed slightly, showing a hint of embarrassment on her face.


    ��The environment in the Land of Giants is harsh, with a bitterly cold climate and blizzards raging all year round; it��s inevitable for a foreigner to feel unaccustomed on their first visit.��


    Luo En smiled lightly and casually drew two Lun Runes representing [Flames] and [Light] to protect themselves from the ceaseless howling wind, then took a handkerchief from the Magic Circle Diagram and handed it to Brynhild behind him.


    Brynhild felt a warmth in her heart from such considerate actions; she took the handkerchief and replied respectfully:


    ��It��s because my trials were insufficient, causing you concern, sir.��


    ��No need to be so formal. We come to Jotunheim this time only representing ourselves, not the Immortal Palace, so there��s no hierarchy between us.��


    ��Understood, Lord Loki!��


    Hearing that instinctive response, Luo En couldn��t help but laugh and cry; he decided to give up correcting the formal address for now and continued on with Brynhild.


    However, perhaps it was just his imagination, Brynhild seemed to steal glances at him with the corner of her eye from time to time, her sapphire-like pupils flashing with bits of conflict and hesitation. She seemed distracted on the journey, nearly bumping into him several times.


    Luo En frowned, preparing to turn around to ask what was wrong, but then sensed a sharp howling from within the storm.


    ��Get back!��


    Seeing Brynhild still standing dazedly in place, he immediately shouted loudly, closed the distance, and dragged her behind him.


    ��Buzz!��


    With the humming of Magic Factors, a protective triangle formed from the Runes flickered to life in front of Luo En, shattering dozens of sharp Ice Cones that were tearing through the air.


    Seeing the pairs of eyes glowing faintly blue in the blizzard, Brynhild snapped out of her trance.


    Frost Wolves!


    These were Magic Beasts that lived in extreme cold environments, skilled in controlling Frost and Storms, and known for their pack nature.


    Brynhild scanned the surroundings and saw hundreds of Frost Wolves encircling them, each one hunched over, gnashing teeth and growling low, poised to attack.


    Just as Luo En was preparing to strike down these obstructing Frost Wolves, Brynhild stepped forward first:


    ��Sir, it��s my negligence that let these beasts approach; please allow me to make up for my mistake!��


    As she spoke, the Valkyrie summoned her Armor and Sword and Shield, her whole body ignited with a cold and solemn blue flame, wings as splendid as swan��s feathers expanded behind her, she transformed into a dazzling streak of light, charging at high speed towards the swarming wolves.


    ��Puff puff puff puff!��


    Where the streak passed, limbs and claws flew about, and ice-blue Wolf Blood splattered everywhere.


    ��Awooo~~��


    Witnessing its kind being slaughtered, the Wolf King with a size like a small hill and frost-blue fur let out an enraged howl.


    The Frost Wolves upon hearing the command, immediately scattered, opening their mouths to gather the Magic Factors in the air, forming dozens of Ice Cones of various sizes, and fired simultaneously at the Valkyrie in midair.


    ��Father God, Rune, shield me!��


    Brynhild solemnly chanted, the cold blue flame around her body burning fiercely as if she were clad in a thick layer of armor.


    Hundreds of Ice Cones shot towards her, only to ripple slightly as if stones thrown into a lake, quickly dissipated by the light flame surrounding Brynhild.


    After temporarily holding off the immediate assault, the Valkyrie looked up at the figure on the ice field, the Frost Wolf exuding Divine Energy.


    Catch the thief first, catch the king!


    Brynhild, with a mighty flap of her wings, broke through the wolves like a bamboo, charging straight towards the Wolf King on the ice field.


    The sword��s edge flickered with cold light, foretelling the scent of Death to the Wolf King, which couldn��t help but let out a loud howl.


    One after another, the Frost Wolves leapt high, rushing at Brynhild in midair, aiming for the vital points of the Valkyrie, forcing her to swing her sword at these lesser foes first.


    As the sharp blade slew them all, the ice-blue Wolf Blood also spread through the entire space where Brynhild was.


    Seeing the Wolf Blood not falling to the ground but strangely floating in midair, Brynhild had a bad premonition.


    But it was too late, as the eyes of the Wolf King on the ice field trickled with cunning, it opened its mouth to the limit and exhaled an ice-blue cold wind.


    As the Storm blew past, patches of suspended Frost Wolf Blood were suddenly triggered to unleash the innate [Freezing] of their bloodlines, causing the surrounding space temperature to plummet abruptly.


    Taken by surprise, Brynhild��s body stiffened, quickly covered in a layer of ice-blue frost, her Divine Power sealed within, her Consciousness significantly slowed.


    Seeing the powerful female fallen into the trap it had carefully planned, the Wolf King unhesitatingly intensified the cold air��s expulsion.


    The suspended Wolf Blood transformed into Ice Cones, howling as they shot towards the frozen Brynhild.


    Yet at the moment of grave danger, a majestic White Horse bearing a golden sun, burst through the veiling Storm in the sky, heading straight for Brynhild��s chest.

 Chapter 931: 65: Climbing into Bed for a Promotion?_2

    Chapter 931: Chapter 65: Climbing into Bed for a Promotion?_2


    Suddenly, a strong and warm heat burst from the Valkyrie��s body, instantly melting both herself and the surrounding ice.


    Damn it!


    The Wolf King, shocked and enraged, looked toward the male on the ice field who originally seemed unnoticeable and instantly understood that this one appeared even more powerful.


    Driven by the instinct of a creature, fear arose within it, and immediately it let out a low growl, wanting to command the wolf pack to retreat.


    ��Trying to run? Stay!��


    However, Brynhild, who had been caught off guard, obviously wouldn��t give this beast a chance to regroup. She burst out shouting as she fluttered her Light Wings, charging towards the Wolf King,


    Meanwhile, the excessively active Magic Factors within her body were crazily infused into the longsword in her hand, the blade extending into a gigantic Light Blade of a hundred meters amidst the surge of Divine Power and the flashing of Lun Runes.


    ��Boom!��


    As the Light Blade descended, the ice field shook violently, a network of cracks formed on the hard frozen ground, and the ice-blue mist exhaled by the wolf pack, like snow encountering the scorching sun, melted away instantaneously, leaving behind pools of icy blue flesh from the pack and the Wolf King.


    Brynhild dropped the longsword in her hands, which was falling to pieces under the force, retracted her swan wings, and picked up the hideous wolf head from a pile of flesh.


    Then, she turned to Luo En, knelt on one knee, and held up the wolf head with both hands, presenting the trophy with respect, her frost-covered face flushed with shame:


    ��My lord, it was my oversight, to almost be harmed by these beasts, and in the end, you had to step in for the rescue, please punish me.��


    ��Even if there is to be punishment, should we not first heal your wounds?��


    Luo En huffed discontentedly and then reached out to help Brynhild up from the ground, taking this somewhat stubborn Valkyrie to a dense forest in the distance for rest and healing.


    As is well known, the damage from frostbite and burns is often not apparent initially but very potent over time.


    If not dealt with in time, it can lead to severe sequelae.


    At this moment, though Brynhild was thawed, the sensing in her limbs was notably sluggish, and numerous purplish-red scars had appeared on her skin. Some subcutaneous tissues even developed hard lumps, which clearly were signs of severe frostbite, necessitating prompt Healing.


    ��Strip your clothes.�� Luo En was drawing a Magic Circle Diagram on the ground while casually issuing instructions.


    Brynhild bit down on her teeth, seemingly made some decision, and obediently fulfilled the command.


    Luo En, who had turned around, saw a swath of whiteness before him and was slightly taken aback, then added quietly,


    ��Just the outer garments are fine, I didn��t ask you to take everything off.��


    ��...��


    Brynhild��s body stiffened, realizing that she had misunderstood, her cheeks flushed red with the wish she could dive into a hole on the spot.


    ��It��s okay, this way the effect will be better.��


    Thankfully, Luo En��s timely words somewhat alleviated the awkward atmosphere at the scene.


    Then, he politely averted his gaze, reminding her:


    ��Turn around, just have your back facing me.��


    Brynhild hurriedly complied, picking up an undergarment from the ground to cover her exposed upper body.


    Just as she was ready, the Valkyrie trembled as if struck by lightning, letting out a vague moan, eliciting boundless imaginations.


    As a scorching and sour pang of pain continued from behind her, Brynhild felt as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling and nibbling on her skin, her delicate body twisting restlessly, her skin blushing patches of rose red.


    Finally, after enduring for a few seconds, the valiant warrior on the battlefield succumbed to her instincts, her long legs and snowy neck tensed up sharply, emitting a high-pitched moan.


    Hearing that melodious voice, Luo En was speechless inside:


    All I did was draw a few Runes on your back, is such a big reaction necessary?


    Since the mixed cold air from the Frost Wolf pack had invaded Brynhild��s body, it was necessary first to extract it using powers like [Flames] and [Light].


    Additionally, Brynhild��s body had just gone through an intense battle and was frostbitten, hence rather fragile, so Luo En, in order to do a perfect job, chose to use his own Divine Blood to draw several Lun Runes on Brynhild��s back, enhancing her Divinity, and internally clearing out the cold air and frostbite.


    But he didn��t expect that such brief contact would provoke such a strong reaction from Brynhild, almost as if she had taken some potent drug.


    Those who knew understood he was drawing Runes; those who didn��t might think he was drawing X-rated designs.


    Seeing the scene about to veer from the warmth of Healing towards the direction of adult content, Luo En coughed dryly and asked:


    ��How about we try a different method for Healing?��


    ��No need! Please, continue, I will endure!��


    Brynhild answered with earnestness, her face resolute, like a soldier willingly sacrificing themselves.


    Seeing the Valkyrie so determined, Luo En had no choice but to let it be and sped up the drawing process.


    Eventually, amidst the tremors of Brynhild��s body, Luo En looked at her beautifully curved back and the newly healed pinkish skin, wiped the sweat from his forehead with satisfaction, and nodded approvingly.


    He then stood up and suggested:


    ��Alright, your injury is healed and it��s getting late, let��s rest here for the night and continue our journey in the morning.��


    Brynhild naturally agreed, and to show gratitude to her superior, she took the initiative to quickly start setting up camp, making a fire, preparing meals, and drawing pre-warning Arrays, and so on.


    Luo En didn��t refuse, watching Brynhild bustling about he took out a dry twig from the Magic Circle Diagram and started whittling and carving with a small knife he carried with him.

 Chapter 932: 65 Climbing to the Top of the Bed?_3

    Chapter 932: Chapter 65 Climbing to the Top of the Bed?_3


    Half an hour later, everything was ready.


    Brynhild scooped a full bowl of meat porridge from the pot and respectfully handed it to Luo En to eat.


    It was only after Luo En began to taste it that she served herself a portion, sat beside him to eat, and completely treated herself like a maid serving her master.


    Luo En had just tasted a few bites and first complimented Brynhild on her cooking skills, then his tone shifted as he asked with a smile:


    ��By the way, why were you always looking at me on the road? Do I look very scary?��


    ��Not at all, you are much kinder than the rumors say!��


    Brynhild waved her hands repeatedly, then realized she had been caught off guard, and her pretty face turned slightly red.


    Luo En showed a hint of surprise and continued the conversation with a smile:


    ��Have you heard of me?��


    ��Yes, I grew up listening to stories about your battles with the Giants.��


    Seemingly influenced by the gentle mood, Brynhild��s tension gradually melted away, and she continued to explain,


    ��My homeland Iceland is in the Midgard World, which is relatively close to the Iron Forest, and often harassed by Giants and Magic Beasts. If not for your leadership in suppressing disasters and calming chaos, forcing the Giants not to easily cross the Iron Forest, our lives would probably have been difficult.��


    ��I see, that��s how it is.��


    Luo En realized with an epiphany, looking at Brynhild with a few more glances of affection,


    ��It seems we are quite fated.��


    ��It is my honor to follow you on this journey!��


    Brynhild pounded her chest with her right fist, responding solemnly.


    Luo En laughed lightly and said: ��Since we get along so well, I shouldn��t be stingy, I will give you this.��


    Looking at the tree branch that had been whittled into a long spear in her hand, Brynhild remembered Luo En��s busy figure after finishing treating her, and her heart was immediately filled with warmth.


    So, he had been making a suitable weapon for me all this time.


    Only...


    Brynhild looked at the spear-shaped tree branch in her hand and then at the empty scabbard, cautiously speaking:


    ��Lord, I use a sword.��


    Luo En shook his head, lightly instructed: ��No need to blindly imitate others because of some ideals, a sword is not suitable for you, your fighting style is more suited to using a spear.��


    Brynhild��s face immediately showed a trace of embarrassment.


    Indeed, her weapons and combat style were all intentionally imitating the man before her, Lord Loki, as well as Valkyrie King Freya who currently leads the Valkyrie Corps.


    Both were master swordsmen, and she subconsciously thought that to become a powerful Valkyrie, she needed to use a sword.


    A saying goes, ��The players are blind, the bystanders see clearly.��


    Following the hint from Lord Loki, Brynhild finally understood she was on the wrong path.


    But even if she wanted to turn back, whom should she ask to learn the essence of spear skills?


    Seeming to understand Brynhild��s confusion, Luo En spoke with a smile:


    ��I know a bit about spear skills, I can teach you if you want to learn, and you can ask me anything you don��t understand along the way.��


    Upon hearing this, Brynhild was immediately overjoyed and agreed outright:


    ��Thank you, Lord Loki, I will not let you down!��


    ��Alright, go back and rest now. Your injuries haven��t fully healed today, the lessons will officially start tomorrow.��


    Luo En smiled and waved, watching the delighted Brynhild leave, and mused to himself.


    Could it be, am I overthinking things?


    Meanwhile, entering the tent, Brynhild did not directly go to sleep; instead, she took out a black crow feather from the Magic Circle Diagram, bit her fingertip, and dripped blood on it.


    As the crow feather absorbed the Divine Blood, a series of flesh movements occurred, and it transformed into a deep black-colored raven:


    ��Brynhild, how is the task I gave you progressing?��


    An old voice came from the raven��s mouth, exuding an intangible majesty.


    Brynhild knelt on one knee, carefully speaking:


    ��Father God, I am working on it...��


    The raven scrutinized Brynhild, unhappily snorted:


    ��Working on it? Why then are you still a virgin up till now?��


    ��Father God, matters of the heart should not be forced, I...��


    ��Shut up!��


    The raven harshly interrupted Brynhild��s defense, coldly saying,


    ��He is critical for the future of Asa and the fate of the Nine Realms, you absolutely can��t let him mix with those restless rebels. He is a person of deep feelings, and the only thing that can bind him is this! So, no matter what method you use, even if you have to crawl, you must quickly get into his bed, make him fall for you, and bring him back to Asgard after this journey!��


    ��Yes, Father God...��


    Brynhild pursed her lips, nodding in response, like a puppet on strings.


    ��I do not need a reply, but action!��


    The raven snorted coldly, glanced outside at the night sky, and directly ordered,


    ��Tonight then, do not disappoint me, Brynhild. All for Asa, it��s a necessary sacrifice.��


    Having said this, not waiting for Brynhild to answer, the raven lost its vitality and reverted back to a feather.


    The Valkyrie looked outside at the dense night, clenched her silver teeth, and stepped out of the tent.

 Chapter 933: 66 Fate Goddess, Come Into My Bowl (6.1k)

    Chapter 933: Chapter 66 Fate Goddess, Come Into My Bowl (6.1k)


    The long night was serene, with silver-grey moonlight draping over the earth like a thin and delicate chiffon veil, transporting one into a dreamily beautiful sensation.


    In the quiet completion of her infiltration, Brynhild took a glance at the figure lying sideways and deeply asleep on the bed, and finally made some sort of resolution. She raised her hand to untie her breastplate and partly removed the Swan Feather Weave, revealing her exquisite collarbones. Her silver hair cascaded over the contours of her chest, blending and contrasting with her jade-like skin.


    ��Cough cough...��


    Just as she bit her cherry lips and placed her hands behind her back to unfasten her bra, a deep cough came from the bed.


    Brynhild��s body stiffened immediately, and her purple pupils contracted sharply.


    Noticing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Luo En yawned and waved his hand, saying:


    ��Go back, there��s nothing here that needs you to do.��


    Brynhild pursed her lips but, as if she hadn��t heard, stubbornly walked towards the bed:


    ��I, I came to serve you as you sleep...��


    As the Valkyrie approached, removing more and more of her clothes, Luo En turned helplessly and sat up from the bed:


    ��Did Odin send you?��


    Brynhild��s body froze, her face filled with astonishment,


    ��How did you know?��


    Luo En pointed to his temple and answered irritably:


    ��That old guy Odin usually only takes Immortal Palace Guards for show. The Valkyrie Corps are managed by me and Freya. Him bringing you to Turin City for negotiations this time couldn��t possibly be for pleasing onlookers, could it? A bit of suspicion, added to the excuses he made to leave you with me, and your little actions along the way, and I could roughly guess the answer.��


    After hearing this, Brynhild showed a bitter smile: ��You are as perceptive as the rumors say.��


    ��Not like before.�� Luo En self-mockingly said, then advised, ��Go back. No matter what that old guy Odin says, there��s no need to force yourself to do things you don��t want to do.��


    However, Brynhild shook her head seriously:


    ��Serving you well is the mission Father God entrusted to me. It is also for a brighter future of Asgard. There��s no such thing as willing or unwilling, I must do it, and I fear I must ask for your forgiveness for the offense I am about to commit.��


    Seeing that the stubborn Valkyrie simply wouldn��t listen to reason, and was about to strip off her clothes again, Luo En��s face turned cold, and he asked:


    ��Serve me? Do you think you are a prostitute, or a warrior?��


    Brynhild��s body froze as she bit her cherry lips hard enough to draw blood.


    She fell silent for a moment, then let go of her clothing clasps, made an effort to straighten her chest and neck, and answered proudly:


    ��I am a warrior! A Valkyrie of Val!��


    ��Good, it seems you still have some self-respect.��


    Luo En snorted coldly, adding emphasis to his tone,


    ��Since you remember you��re a warrior, then don��t debase yourself by doing things like a prostitute!��


    With this straightforward scolding, Brynhild came to her senses.


    She immediately straightened her chest, standing in the tent like a javelin, displaying a sharp and stern temperament:


    ��My lord, I thank you for your guidance. On this mission, I will become your spear, your shield, clearing the way before you, warding off external foes. This is the service befitting of a Valkyrie!��


    Hearing the resounding reply, Luo En nodded contentedly:


    ��Then, follow orders, warrior. Return to your own camp, rest easy, and heal your wounds.��


    ��I shall heed your command!��


    The Valkyrie thumped her chest with her right fist, then looked down at the pieces of clothing scattered on the ground, her pretty face once again flushing unnaturally red at the thought of her recent impropriety.


    Seeing that Luo En had closed his eyes again, lying back with his back to the tent entrance, Brynhild sighed in relief, hurriedly bent down to pick up the clothes from the ground, hugging them to her chest and fleeing the tent like a thief.


    As that figure disappeared into the night, Luo En sat up, sniffing the lingering scent in the air, and shook his head helplessly.


    Why does everyone make things so difficult for me?


    Especially that Haki Wolf at home, perhaps he really wasn��t punished enough.


    Thinking of Heluo, whom he locked up before leaving and thrashed, spanking her butt until it blossomed, and plucking her tail hair clean, Luo En snorted coldly to himself.


    His adopted daughter thought she was clever, but trying to be crafty in front of him was still too naive.


    Just as a certain Mr. Ko once said: ��Never let people easily guess your thoughts.��


    Heluo was just the opposite example. She only learned the rhetoric and cunning of her foster father but not the necessary concealment.


    Indeed, the more one does some things, the more mistakes they make, the more one talks, the more faults they expose.


    Alright, Odin��s image in this situation with Dwarf-Dragon Disaster isn��t the most admirable, but Heluo is not any cleaner.


    The unification of the Seven Dwarf Clans is mostly facilitated by her behind the scenes, even single-handedly orchestrated. Otherwise, how could a deity from Midgard be so concerned about the Dragon Disaster in the Dwarf Country, participating throughout, without any objections from the seven Dwarf kings?


    And most likely, under her guidance, Midgard and the Dwarf Country are step by step forming an offensive and defensive alliance, aiming to compete with the Asa Divine Domain.


    For this reason, Odin made moves against the Dwarf Clan, using them for biochemical experiments. Of course, behind this, there��s likely the intention to cultivate an army of Dragonkin that are less obedient to himself, preparing against his daughter Hela and her subordinate Black Dragon King Nidhogg.


    Similarly, after suffering a loss, Heluo has been vehemently painting a picture of potential fratricidal conflict before him, and from a moral standpoint, denouncing Odin��s cold and heartless actions.


    But no matter how she argues and exaggerates, the battle to death between him and Odin is only a possibility in the future, not a definite reality.

 Chapter 934: 66 Fate Goddess, Get into the Bowl (6.1k)_2

    Chapter 934: Chapter 66 Fate Goddess, Get into the Bowl (6.1k)_2


    Unfortunately, despite Odin��s cold-blooded nature, he is also highly rational.


    In facing external threats to the Asgardian authority, Odin��s retaliation is indeed ruthless and severe, yet he does not necessarily impose the same harsh treatment onto his Blood Alliance brother.


    On one hand, his glory is inseparably linked with the brilliance of the Asa Divine Race. Unless it��s a matter of life or death, Odin would rather adjust his plans than readily turn his back on him.


    For instance, when plotting the great light and dark battle of the Elves, Odin, concerned about how he is perceived in his heart, deliberately hides this disgraceful affair; for another example, in the case of the Dragon Disaster of the Dwarves, Odin does not hesitate in breaking Bragi��s leg due to his (Luo En��s) appearance, thereby terminating actions against the Dwarf Clan... All of the above prove his status in Odin��s heart and his significance to Asgard.


    On the other hand, he is not a Dwarf that one can simply squash and mold at will.


    If a fallout really occurs, Odin and Freya combined might not necessarily be his match, and Asgard would suffer irreparable losses. With Odin��s wisdom, he would think of every means to win him over, rather than corner this Blood Alliance brother into an adversarial position.


    Theoretically, as long as he does not act like the Loki in the original Nordic Mythology, by preemptively killing the God of Light, Balder, and utterly shattering Asgard��s dream of glory, Odin will never take initiative against him, no matter what happens.


    And he himself has no intention of going to extremes, personally sending Balder away.


    Therefore, the credibility of what Hel was arduously proving is only half-believable.


    But through her overly enthusiastic involvement in the Dwarven Dragon Disaster, and her overly active performance, she inadvertently exposed her own ulterior motives.


    ��Hel does not like Odin, nor does she like the Aesir Gods, and even harbors a hint of hostility towards the entire Immortal Palace, hoping to pull her foster father back to Midgard.


    Sure enough, the matter of banishing Hela has left a deep wound on her.


    Luo En sighed, a complexity in his eyes.


    Hel and Hela grew up together, as close as sisters, yet Hel had to watch as Odin, for the sake of what is called the great cause of Asa, banished Hela to the Netherworld.


    Adding to the fact that he, as a foster father, also participated and then disappeared for hundreds of years, Hel��s sense of threat and her slight overreaction are indeed understandable.


    In order to avoid the same fate for herself, Hel is so unwelcoming of Odin and the Asa Divine Race, fiercely hoping to pull her foster father back to Midgard, so he doesn��t follow Asgard��s path of abandoning everything, heading down a dark road with no return.


    And to increase her own bargaining chips, her family��s Haki Wolf has not been idle in orchestrating schemes:


    Developing the [Guild] and [Tavern], amassing immense wealth and a powerful intelligence organization;


    Facilitating the union of the Seven Dwarf Clans, connecting with the Warlock Brotherhood to expand Midgard��s influence;


    Offering a shortcut to Eden, turning a blind eye to Eden��s night raids;


    Sheltering the Dark Elves, incorporating Rose into her command;


    Encouraging Celebrian to succeed the Elf King, healing the rift between the two major Elf Clans...


    Next, who knows, maybe one day, this dutiful daughter will come up with a line like:


    ��It��s cold; let me add a layer for you.��


    Because he sees through Hel��s intention to anchor him to her own rickety wagon, Luo En intentionally plays dumb, deliberately avoiding a direct response.


    Uniting with Hel to gather a large portion of the Nine Realms�� forces under his banner, including Elves, Dwarves, and Humans, to Midgard, that would be tantamount to triggering Ragnaro?k prematurely, and he does not wish to see such an outcome;


    And to ascend with Odin using the remains of other races to build their own glory so that Asa remains forever great is something he admits he simply cannot do.


    There��s no easy choice since both sides hold importance; neither side offers a perfect solution.


    Thus, he can only remain aloof from both, seeking a third path as much as possible, striving for a more ideal conclusion.


    Ragnaro?k is the outcome, but it does not mean that the entire Nordic God Era must be completely obliterated.


    In the original Nordic Mythology, the World Tree is burned down, the Pantheon of Gods and countless lives fall, but still, Forest God Vidar, Gardening and Revenge God Wali, Thor��s sons Mani and Modi, two humans named Lib and Riptrasil, Black Dragon King Nidhogg, and a host of other lifeforms survive, and afterward, the World Tree sprouts anew.


    Therefore, the third path in Luo En��s mind is to satisfy the outcome of Ragnaro?k, obtain the Fruit of Destiny, without causing too much loss of life.


    For this, he has to guard against Odin��s extreme actions that leave no way out for the Asa Divine Race, and also be wary of Hel, Hela, and a host of other cataclysmic elements that may prematurely cause trouble or, due to being overly aggressive, make Ragnaro?k uncontrollable;


    At the same time, he has to find a way to nudge the trajectory of Fate, letting Ragnaro?k unfold naturally, in a vicarious way, to acquire the Fruit of Destiny.


    This situation, requiring constant strategizing, reminds him of the famed quote from the Greek reformer Solon:


    ��I stand with a sturdy shield in my hand, before the two classes, permitting neither to triumph unjustly.��


    Of course, Solon��s end was just like his shifty stance, managing to dissatisfy all classes, with only himself being ousted in the end.


    Such a headache...


    Luo En rubbed his temple, which throbbed slightly, in a gesture of empathy.


    In his efforts to achieve this balance, he is continuously attempting, but the results of the previous approaches were not entirely satisfactory.


    Excessive intervention nearly triggered Ragnaro?k prematurely due to the protracted Divine War between the Asa and Warner Divine Race, compelling him to personally exile Hela, whom he had raised, and foster an alliance between the two major Divine Races;